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I was perusing BBRT one day recently when a new message popped up. It was from a guy more than 200 miles away from me. Normally I ignore messages from guys as close as 25-30 miles away, as the distance can often be an insurmountable challenge. In my part of the Northeast, a simple 30 mile drive can take an hour or more when you factor in traffic, and considering how often guys flake on me, it just hasn't been worth my time or effort to try. This one was different, though. His profile pic was of a beautiful and massive piece of manmeat, and the moment I saw it my hole twitched involuntarily. Looking through the rest of his profile, I saw that his "intos" included anonymous, gang bangs, raunch, and chubs. He was all top, answering "No" to both "take loads orally" and "take loads anally." And, he was undetectable. I lie on my profile and say that I'm on PrEP, but undetectable guys don't scare me. In fact, it's a turn-on taking undetectable loads from strangers. Turned out, this top guy was REALLY into chubs, and traveling through my area in a couple of days, and he expressed just how eager he was to meet me. Now, I'm attached and can't host, but I have discovered during the pandemic that my building is full of storage rooms - empty spaces between apartments that had cages added for people to rent when they need extra storage. And most of these rooms are empty and unlocked. The perfect place to play, as long as one doesn't mind standing or laying on the concrete floor. The nastier the better for me, so I'm good with either! After trading messages, we agreed to meet as he drove through to his destination. I found myself hoping that if all went well, he would want round 2 on his way back home. On the appointed day, I spent some time prepping my hole. I also lined up a couple of local top friends who fuck me regularly. I don't (yet) own a large plug, and figured it would be best if I were opened and pre-lubed when he arrived. He and I had been messaging back and forth, so I knew when he would arrive. I gave him directions to find my spot, and told him I would be waiting ass up for him. My friends arrived about a half-hour before he did. We went in order of ascending size, with the smaller 6.5" hung guy opening up my hole first. The second guy supported me as I stood bent-over for this first assault on my hole. These cocks always feel amazing sliding in and out of me, and they appreciate how my velvet hole squeezes them to milk out their loads. At last I felt the pulses of his cock as my first friend pumped his load deep inside me. He stood still for a moment to catch his breath, then I felt him slowly withdraw. Never one to miss an opportunity to taste cum and ass together, I spun around to clean him off with my mouth. As I did so, my other friend slid his 8 inches balls-deep in me in one motion. It was my first friend's turn to support me as the second cock thrust in and out of my well-greased hole. It must have felt good, because within just a few minutes I felt his cock pulsing as it shot his load even deeper in my guts than the first. I took the time to clean my second friend off, and the two of them dressed and left, leaving the door unlocked behind them. As I checked my phone, I got the message - "I'm here." Excitedly, I responded that I was ready and waiting. This time, I lay down on the cold concrete floor, my head pointed away from the door so I couldn't see him as he entered. Within a few minutes, I heard the door open, then the deadbolt click. I heard the rustle of clothes as he undressed, and in no time he was on top of me. He kissed the back of my neck and then worked down to my ass, and I heard him gasp - hopefully in delight - when he found me already dripping cum. I felt his fingers, first one, then a second, probe my used hole. Then I felt his tongue and knew he was OK with what he saw. The light flicks of his tongue were a huge tease, and I ached for him to slide his giant cock into me. I didn't have to wait very long. After tasting the cum in my ass, he slid his body along mine until I felt a familiar pressure on my hole. Slowly, he worked on me, alternating pressure until I felt the tip slip inside me. With that, he continued to push steadily, and before long my asshole was as full as it had ever been! I was very glad I'd had my friends open me up for this monster. I might not have been able to take it otherwise. He got into a rhythm, stroking in and out of my hole. He raised himself up, placing his hands on my shoulders and pressing me into the floor as his pace quickened. I had never been fucked like this before, and I was in heaven! My hole twitched and spasmed as he continued his assault, and a few times I heard his balls slap my ass cheeks as he drive that missile deeper and deeper. At last, he tensed up, and once again I felt the spasming of a cock as it released its jizz into my guts. But this load was different. It was poz and undetectable, which made the sensation even hotter for me. I relished the thought of his load mixing with the others already inside me, and vowed to hold it in as long as I could. He collapsed on top of me, breathing hard. I felt the wetness of his sweat mixing with mine. It had been the perfect anonymous fuck. Ever so slowly, he withdrew and stood up. I quickly spun around and got up on my knees, taking that massive member in my mouth to clean him off for the rest of his trip. His cock tasted amazing, with the sweetness of cum, the slight funk of my ass juices, and yes, even a little blood mixed in this time. No surprise, I thought. Something this big pounding me that hard was bound to draw a little blood. In a matter of moments, he was dressed and gone, off to his ultimate destination. I stayed a little longer, luxuriating in the feeling of complete satisfaction. I checked my phone again, and saw a note from him. He thanked me and expressed hope that we could do the same thing on his return trip. I responded quickly that I would be happy to accommodate him. Before I signed off BBRT and got dressed, I took one more look at his profile, admiring the enormous cock that had just bred me so thoroughly. As my eyes scanned down the screen, I noticed that something had changed. Where his status used to read "Undetectable" it now read "Positive." And he had unlocked the one locked photo on his profile - a pic of a biohazard tattoo on his hip, just to the left of his gorgeous cock. Had he stealthed me? I sent him a message and asked, and the only reply I received said, "Loved your hole. Can't wait to use it again on my way home!" My reaction caught even me off-guard. I would have thought I would be outraged, worried sick, disgusted. But instead, I felt the exact opposite, like this was always supposed to happen. I had a poz load swimming around in my guts. I looked back at my phone, and at the last message he had sent. "Me, too!" I replied. "I need more of your cum inside me ASAP!" With that, I dressed and left the storage room. But I didn't go back to my apartment. Instead, I went out to my car and drove to the nearest bookstore to buy a plug. I was determined to keep my vow to hold his load inside me as long as I could.

I agree with most, possibly all of what @BootmanLA said. But just to answer your question and elaborate a bit more… There's an entire section of the site, the Testimonials section, that's all about how reading stuff here has changed guys' behavior. If you fantasize about something long enough you're gonna want to do it. I'd rather this site not be what gets that ball rolling when it comes to chasing STIs and progressing to AIDS. I can't stop it completely, but I can starve that fire of some of its oxygen. And like BootmanLA said - guys who didn't go through the AIDS crisis are woefully uneducated about HIV/AIDS. Hell, even the ones who did go through it weren't so enlightened when it came to accepting the efficacy of PrEP. Simply put, too many young guys don't understand the difference between HIV and AIDS. This comes from the fact that most heterosexuals don't understand the difference either, and sex ed in too many places doesn't explain the difference in effective, memorable ways. I'm hoping my drawing a line and saying fetishize HIV all you want, but don't fetishize AIDS will raise awareness that there is a huge difference in being HIV positive and having AIDS. People need to hear that message. And lastly, the whole "let's spread STIs and get AIDS" mantra is a huge ticking time bomb for the gay and poz community. If it gets widespread we'll lose the support of heterosexuals, our legal rights will regress, and funding for HIV/AIDS research will dry up. And it's possible that funding for care/support of people who are HIV positive will be curtailed. When I categorize the STI/AIDS fetishes as "harm to the community" I can't stress how much that is the root of the issue. I want nothing to do with it, and don't want this site associated with it.

Just had my cunthole raided and bred by a 6’4” tall lean ripped 18 yr old mixed race lad. Wiith a fat 10” uncut cunt busting dick! His thick heavy load impregnating right now!

Next door neighbor was having trouble with his walking lawnmower behind his house early this morning. He saw me bending over getting the newspaper in just my boxer shorts and flipflops in my driveway and called me over to see what I thought was wrong. He already knew I was gsy, so when I bent over to check his lawnmower out, he slipped his hand down the back of my shorts and started rubbing my hole with his finger. I moaned. He then pulled my boxers down, kept me bent over, spit on my hole and took his already hard cock out of his blue jeans and started to fuck me with just the spit as lube. If anyone saw it just looked like I was working on his lawnmower. He pumped a good long time and even though it felt great we both kept quiet til he unloaded deep in my ass. He zipped up and pulled my shorts up from behind. Nobody said a word. I picked up my newspaper and headed back to my house for a good cup of coffee while he cranked his lawnmower engine.

PART 2: I was spinning. I could hear porn playing but not much else. The volume was low enough that I could make out that someone was getting railed on a video, probably with multiple people, but I couldn't make out much else. I set there and felt the last remnants of jizz dribbling off my face and cooling on my exposed ass. I wasn't cold, the room felt hot and I was high as fuck. I was grinding my cock and balls into the ottoman and waiting to hear any noise or indication that something else was going to happen. Yet, nothing did. I could feel myself getting more and more high, whatever they had given me was electrifying my body, making me incredibly horny, and giving me zero interest in turning back. Fear was not something I was currently experiencing. While I waited, my mind was drifting. I needed something other than the subtle sounds of porn and grinding against my soaked jock into the ottoman. I couldn't really process how I ended up here, the steps from home to this position seemed blurry, however, I started to recall other times I had been fucked while high and out of control. My first experience of partying and fucking, and my first experience of bare sex, came flooding back to me. I replayed the scene over and over in my head while I waited. I was a few years younger, having spent most of my time bartending and partying. I got in with a really fun crowd of people who liked to get a bit messy, go out, and hang out well into the next day at after parties. Before I had partied too much, a friend offered me some after a shift had ended where we worked together. I didnt think much of it, I didnt really know how it was going to make me more of a cock slut, I just figured, why not have a little fun? I asked for a half dose and my friend agreed. I didnt realize that she had actually given me a full dose and only pretended to give me a whole does. The night was fun. I didnt really think about hooking up or cruising, I mostly just enjoyed my time with my friends. When things started to wind down we all headed towards our respective homes. I stopped by my friends house as it was on the way to my place and we chatted a bit. She was ready to pass out and could barely keep herself up. She told me I could crash in her sisters room downstairs in the basement if I wanted, as there was no one else around for the weekend. She didnt say much of anything else, just got up and headed up to her room. I hadn't been rolling too hard, nor did I feel all that fucked up. I hadn't even opened Grindr or any other apps the entire night. I decided to get up and leave, then suddenly, I felt like I wasn't ready for sleep. I also didn't feel like going home. It was still dark out and I wanted more. My friend had left her purse downstairs and my mind started to wander. If I had only taken half a hit, why not take some more? I got up, grabbed her purse, and headed to her sisters room. Her sisters room was down in a half finished basement with a bathroom, entrance, and a small kitchenette. My friend was two floors above me and there was no one else. The bedroom was nice and dark, with deep curtains over the window, but still I couldnt bring myself to go to sleep. I just stared at her purse, wondering, were there more drugs, could I or should I take some? What then? I went to her purse. I didnt need to look hard. Inside was a small mints container with the same small brown pills I had seen before. Rolled up in the bag next to it was another smaller bag of white powder. I knew what was up. I grabbed the small container and went to the kitchen. I grabbed a beer out of the fridge, and downed two pills. I was feeling sweaty and realized it would be a good time to take a shower or bath and to just relax into the day. I hadn't brought any extra clothes with me, I also knew I could go home at any time, but I figured id wait here to see how I feel, just in case. As I went to shower, I realized I had not eaten in over 12 hours, yet I wasn't hungry at all. The pills would probably take a while to kick in and I started to feel a bit nervous, but I wasnt too worried. I opened up my phone and it was almost dead. I was feeling a bit of a buzz from deep swigs of the beer and I decided to ramp it up a notch with the white powder. I cut up a few lines and hit some, thinking, "fuck, I am going to need to pay for this". I'd figure that out later. I noticed that I had a few Grindr notifications and as the buzz grew and I stood there in the bathroom contemplating a shower and what my next steps were going to be, I opened up the app. There wasn't much. A few message from guys way earlier in night. I was in a somewhat residential area so a lot of blank profiles were near me, likely straight closeted dudes. I could feel warmth and electricity radiating out from my belly and my brain started feeling foggy. I realized I better shower quick. Just as I took off my clothes I heard the familiar beep of a Grindr notification. I got two messages, one from a 25 year old blank profile, and another from a 47 year old profile of a guy with a pic where he was wearing bike shorts and a tank top and you could. make out a sizeable bulge. I turned on shower and checked the messages. Both profiles indicated they were tops. 47 year old: Hey, you looking? 25 year old: Sup? I didnt want to waste my time or battery charge and the growing high was suddenly making me horny. I was stroking my dick and starting to roll a bit, with a bit of difficulty looking at the screen. I sent my location to both and wrote, "bottom here, horny to get fucked. At a friends in their basement in a bedroom. There is a separate entrance to the floor I am on. Friend is passed out two floors up. Can host if you are cool with it being quick and quiet. Battery is almost dead." I didnt get a response from the 47 year old before showering, but the 25 year old responded with a dick pic. A nice 7 in uc dick with shaved balls showed up on my screen with a message, "awesome. looking to top here. I can be to you in 10 minutes if you want? into anything else?" I wrote back, "Cool. Come on over. I am just jumping in the shower. Come on in and I will be on the bed in the dark waiting for you." I sent the address and instructions for my room. By this point I was really high, not sure off of what or if I was going to get any worse, but I was really rolling. I knew my time was limited so I jumped in the shower right away. I could hear my phone beeping a bit more, but knew I needed to get clean. I had a hard time not stroking my dick. I focused on the key areas, trying to clean out as best I could but I definitely rushed. I was banking on not having eaten in hours and knowing my body to feel if I was clean enough. I fingered myself in the shower and there was no resistance. Just complete horniness. I went from being completely uninterested in sex to becoming ravenous. I got out of the shower and saw messages from both guys and a couple of taps. I bolted to the room bringing the drugs and the beer, while grabbing another beer from the fridge and turning off all the lights in the unit, and dove into the bed. I opened the message from the 47 year old. He wrote, "I am a few streets over. I can come over if you want? Sounds like a hot set up." I saw my dying battery and rolled the mental dice and wrote almost the same message to him that I wrote the other guy, except adding that my battery was about to die. I checked the message from the 25 year old, and could barely read it. "I am outside in my car across the street, you ready?" I wrote back, "yes". I checked the message from the other guy and didnt get a response, but saw that my phone was at 1%. I figured, might as well be honest in my final message. "Hey, I have someone else coming over right now and phone is about to die, if you want to come over do so in 20 minutes? Door is unlocked". I hit send, and heard a grindr notification pop up and went to check the message. It was from the 25 year old and just as I was about to open the message the phone died. Fuck. I wasn't sure what I should do. I sat there silently, ass up on the bed. I was rolling super hard and felt so horny. I realized I dont know if either of them would actually come, then also realized I didnt have any lube, condoms, or poppers. Just me, high as fuck, in my friend's sister's bed, making bad decisions and stealing my friends drugs. The 25 year old had said he was on the street so I figured I might as well go look out the window. I crawled out of bed, feeling all kinds of wobbly. My eyes were starting to shift and cross and it was hard to stand up right. I got out to the living room and looked up and out through the window. I could see a car parked across the street, but I couldnt see much else. Suddenly, I saw two feet cross the window from that side of the street and head towards the drive way. I figured it must be him and he was coming in. I bolted back to the room as best I could. I took one more rip of the white power and buried my face in the pillows. I heard the door open and a tentative "hello?" I didnt say anything. I just groaned into the pillow. I heard footsteps and then the door to the bedroom close. "Hey?" I just groaned again. I was flying and my head was heavy. I just wanted him to take control. I was ass up naked and grinding on the bed. There wasn't much light in the room, but I knew he could see me well enough to know what he could or should do next. Clothing started to be removed. I stayed silent and just grinded slightly on the bed. I felt him walk over next to the head of the bed. He reached out and grabbed my head and pulled me towards his dick. I didnt open my eyes, but when it got to my lips I could tell it was rock hard and dripping. I sucked it for a few minutes, groaning the entire time. As I did I heard him say, "you got any condom or lubes?" I just groaned something akin to no, while his dick was in my mouth. He replied, "So can I rawdog you?" I just groaned. He pulled out of my mouth and moved behind me on the bed. I felt him spread my ass checks and I heard him spit. He spit a few more times and then I heard some slick sounds and I assumed he was wetting his dick. I heard the bed creak a bit as he shifted forward, and then his wet cock head at my hole. He slid in. It faced zero resistance and he went deep in the first thrust. "Holy fuck dude". He groaned as he held his dick inside me. I felt his dick jump a bit, bouncing deep inside my hole. He pulled out a bit and plunged back in. I just kept my head down and groaned into the pillow. What followed was a series of groans and gyrations. I was fully rolling now, everything feeling warm and fuzzy and excellent. My ass felt amazing. I realized that while this wasnt my first time bareback, it was really the first time doing it with a stranger, and with so little information being shared. I didnt know anything about him, just what his dick looked like, that his age was supposedly 25, and that he used the term, "raw dog". He pumped in and out. My ass was making wet slapping sounds as he plowed me and I was too high to care about the fact that I was in my friend's sister's bed, or that I didnt even ask this guy if he was neg. He just kept plowing. The paced had picked up and he was being fairly rough. The kind of roughness that comes with inexperience, as if he was trying to get deeper into me, but without much understanding for pace and rhythm. I didnt care. I was getting used. His head was right behind mine as he plowed into me. His body rihgt on top of mine, full body contact, as he shoved his dick in and out. He spoke into my ear. "Fuck dude, where do you want me to cum?" I just groaned. I didnt have the power to form words, just sounds. I groaned and felt a tension within me between wanting to get creamed and also knowing that the version of me that would eventually not be high, would want him to pull out to cum. He asked again. "Oh man. I am getting really close. Where do you want it??" He had an urgency to his voice. A pleading. "Dude, oh fuck. Dude, Im gonna nut... Where do... fuck... oh shit.. fuck." He pushed deeper, groaned, and spasmed. "Oh fuck, Im cumming in you. Fuck. Oh fuck" He shuddered and whispered these groans into my ear. He shuddered a few more times and pulled out, rolled over, and got up. I felt cum dipping out of my ass and down onto my balls in my jock. I didnt move. I heard him get dressed and as the door opened, he said, "Thanks." I heard him continue on out through the door and to the basement entrance. He left. I was incredibly horny. I wanted more. I could barely move, but I grabbed for my phone and went to check it,a nd realized the phone was dead. I willed myself to get up and search for a charger in the room. I groped around in my high junkie state and found power cords, a laptop charger, and eventually an iphone cord. I plugged my phone in and waited a few moments and then booted it up. It was slow to respond as it gathered more juice. I reached back and fingered my hole, it was sloppy and wet and it felt amazing. I rolled over onmy back a bit and fingered myself and occasionally stroked while waiting for Grindr to load. Just as it did, I saw I had a few message. There was one from the 47 year old. "I saw another young guy leave. Im here and coming in." Just as I read it I heard the basement door open. I rolled over, through my phone under my pillow and assumed the position. I was about to get used again. This guy was very different. He came in and was very direct. As soon as he was in the room he demanded, "Turn toward the window and get on your knees". I did as I was told. He disrobed quickly and walked up behind me. I was groaning and twitchy. I probably looked tweaked out. He noticed. "Fuck dude, you are hungry for it. You partying?" He slipped a finger inside me and I groaned. His finger was replaced by a heavy dick and he pushed in. He didnt say a single other word for the rest of the encounter. Just pumped me. As he did he rubbed my back and would grab my hips. This guy knew rhythm. I could hear the sloppiness of my hole as he plowed me and I am sure he knew it was filled with cum. He didnt even ask about lube or condoms. Not that it mattered. He kept up a heavy pace, not letting up once. He groaned heavily after a few minutes, put his dick completely inside me, and emptied his balls. I was in heaven. He pulled out suddenly, leaving me gaping, and then put on his clothes and left. I had just taken two loads within the hour, while also rolling super heavily on drugs. I checked my phone and saw more messages, but I could barely read them. The message from the 25 year old was from before asking if he could fuck me raw. I guess I missed it after my phone died, but it didnt matter anyway. I could see light starting to come out between the curtains and I knew it was morning. I was rolling heavily and figured I probably shouldn't stay, If I was going to be able to continue any of this fun, it had to happen else where. I stumbled out of bed, put on my clothes, and brought my friends purse back up stairs. I took an extra pill and did another line, but I had to leave. I called an uber and decided to head back home. Walking wasn't an option. That morning I had taken my first two raw loads. I had barebacked before, but never had a guy, especially strangers. fuck me and cum inside me. I refreshed my Grindr page as I waited for the uber and saw more guys nearby. I sent some initial messages, but wasnt sure what the day would bring. But I needed to head home. In the end I started to come down and by the time I got home I was ready to jerk off and roll over into bed, saving that list pill for another time. I ended up jerking off for 3 hours while refreshing Grindr, but never getting the energy to follow through with any other guys. I was thinking about this encounter while I was strapped down around the ottoman, wondering what was going to happen. I was just as high after taking these two loads, as I was that first time I got fucked by strangers. The memories felt so vivid and connected to what I had jsut experienced. I heard a Grindr notification and almost thought I was still thinking about my memories, when I heard someone enter the door. There was no speaking, just someone walking towards me. I felt hands around my mouth and ball gag, removing the ball gag and also removing the blindfold. In it's place. I opened my eyes, but the room was completely dark. I heard the Grindr notification again. The sound of the person retreated and I heard a door open and close. My eyes were adjusting to the light in the room and I could make out small details. In front of me there seemed to be a big screen, but a few feet away. I tried to turn my head but realized that my neck was now fastened to a harness that was attached to something else. I could only look forward. The screen lit up. The people who owned the place must have been screen sharing somehow. On the right hand side I could see a video of what looked like me but in black and white or nightvision, on the other side of the screen I could see a mirrored iphone. The iphone screen changed to Grindr. I saw a series of messages on the grindr screen. Again, I was pretty high so it was hard to read them, but I could make out details. One of the messages was opened. The owner of the phone had written, "Yeh. He is tied up downstairs and we are whoring him out. He is pretty fucked up. You can come in, fuck him, and go. However you'd like." Someone responded back, "k. Just outside, be in a minute." I heard the door behind me open and close again. The user of the phone that was being broadcast to this screen then went to a web browser. I saw a lot of tabs open. Adam 4 Adam, Craigslist, and Manhunt. By now I figured the guys who fucked me earlier were legit whoring me out, while also making me watch and anticipate by seeing who they were talking too. I twas worse than being blind. It was seeing my fate and knowing there was nothing I could. It made me so incredibly horny. I heard someone behind me groan, then say, "Fuck. I am going to enjoy this." ----- More to come later.

Earlier tonight. Was messaging this guy who works at a Subway near me. Said he could go out back for a quickie. I was hanging out back jerking to get ready. Average looking 20 y/o blonde guy. Dropped his pants and did a quick spit and stick. He hadn’t asked about doing safe so I just went raw and came inside him. I was playing with his dick and he had a nice one, said he should fuck me too. My turn up against the wall and he did me the same pumping a blast inside me I could feel. He lit up a cigarette as he pulled his pants up saying he was on a smoke break and offered it to me. I took a few puffs and said he was a hot fuck and we should do it again and swapped numbers. He liked that I did him raw and said he really enjoyed public fucking like that and enjoyed the risk. I really didn’t know what to say but agreed as it was true for me too. He finished his cigarette and said we should do it again as his store gets really dead after 9 and he has plenty of time to fuck. Something tells me I’m probably not the only coming by late nights to load his ass in the alley.

definitely a good weekend :) starting to explore more 😉

Participated in my first fuck party last night since the Covid shutdown. Over 60+ studs participated in the party at a buddy's house. (Prior to Covid, he regularly held parties at his place.) We all had to show our CDC Covid vaccination cards to get in. Soooooo much fun!!! After a year of almost near celibacy the testosterone was flowing: the stallions were antsy to breed and we mares were hungry to be mounted!!! Adding to the excitement, a friend brought his portable sling...it was busy all night!! Suffice it to say, we mares were leaking cum out of our freshly bred holes as we left the party!! A good time was had by all!!!! 🍆💦😋😛🐷🐷

Tricked An hour later we where fully clothed and in a taxi to the client’s place. Once there we rang the doorbell and were greeted by a tall guy Latin looking must have been every inch 6ft plus and really muscular. Once inside he got us both to sign some documents release stuff, so he said, when finished he locked them away (note to self-read before signing, to late). The client we where to call Master or Sir came up behind me and pulled me in, I could feel his hard cock against my back as there is such a size difference, then he put his hands down my sweets and started rubbing my throbbing cock and pulling down my sack master’s only words where “nice, Virgin meat” he spun me around and started caressing the cheeks of my butt, it felt amazing. Sir the pulled off my tee and pulled my sweats down I was naked with a throbbing cock which needed its release, really strange he gave Jay no attention at all he just sat quietly looking at us, okay Si get to work on my cock Sir said and I released his cock and was greeted with the largest member I had every seen, instinctively I started licking and tried to swallow but couldn’t get much in my mouth, he looked disappointed “boy it will be going all the way down your throat be sure of that” Sir said. Sir pushed me away and said follow me sluts and we went down into his basement better described as a dungeon once inside the room with all sorts of benches, crosses, and chains he turned to Jay and barked “strip whore” and Jay quickly did as he was told. Looking at Jay he told him to cuff me, once the cuff where on my wrists they where attached to pully’s and Sir hit a switch pulling me off the floor and leaving me hanging, as his mouth and throat is no good at the moment gag him with the dildo gag Jay, Jay took this cock shaped gag spat on it and slid it down my throat securing it in place, to which Sir said to Jay nice you have done really well finding this Virgin Twink fuck toy Jay, did they know each other had I been set up YES fuck I was helpless and Jay who I had trusted was in on it. Right he still has to much hair, taking a set of clippers he shaved off all my head hair I knew at this point I was in a lot of trouble but could do nothing about it. Up until this point I hadn’t noticed all of the screens in the basement showing my suffering it was being filmed and little did I know at this point being streamed live. Jay then got what I later found out was a ball stretcher and pulled my sack down and attached the device there was a wire connected to the floor in place Sir then started to raise me up again the pain was unbelievable. Sir then said, “you are going to be fully compliant YES?” Yes, I nodded. Okay and he released me down and said to Jay milk a load of that nasty neg cum out of its cock we will use it as lube, for his conversion. Sir turned to the screen, typed into the PC Virgin Neg Twink for Poz loads place your offers to be one of the first ten to load this fresh young cumdump, hiv + and full blown Aids ONLY. I was panicking now, I realized that I was finished. Within a minute 10 offers had been received and Sir had accepted and sent his address. Part 3 Breeding to cum.

Fiction Dad gave me the perfect present for my 18th birthday a rucksack with my clothes in it and he shoved me out of the door calling me a dirty little fag. What was I to do cold, wet, hungry and lonely I decided to walk into town through the park, once in the park I got caught short so I went into the public loo’s when in there I could leave groaning I quickly choice the stool next to the noises and to my good fortune there was a hole and I starting looking through, I could make out this hairless black twink getting fucked raw by some big guy with a huge cock, it was too much I took my 7 inch cock out and within a couple of strokes I erupted a huge amount of cum. Still looking through the hole I could see the moment the big fella pulled his cock out of the black twinks pert little butt and orgasmed all over the twinks hole, quickly shoving it back in saying “take my dirty poz load, you cheap whore” when he was done he zipped up and said to the Black twink “here’s $40 enjoy my gift slut” and he left. I sat there real quite hoping that nobody heard me, damn I was still rock hard, quietly I exited and as I did the black twink was waiting outside, he looked at me smiled and said “did you enjoy the show” yes very much I said. Taken by surprise he said do you want to get a drink, I said yes but I have no money I’ve just been kicked out of home, he said no problem you can come back to mine telling me his name was Jay. We got back to his bedsit and Jay got me a coke and we chatted for a while, then he turned the subject to how was I going to make some money and out of the blue he said “look I know this is really forward but we could do a porn shoot together and make some really good money, no pressure, you are gay yes? Are you a top or bottom?” I was really confused and Jay could see it and suddenly said “damn you’re a Virgin” I went bright red “so are you up for it?” I paused and then said yes. Excellent we are sure going to earn if we do this right he said. Jay the said to me that we should take some photo’s so that we could send out to see what offers we both got. Okay I said. Jay then said look lets get your stat’s and post an ad. Oh yes my name Simon or Si Ok Si Status Virgin Neg Height 5ft 4 Weight 125 lbs Butt Smooth (Bubble) Cock Hairless 7 inch (I stopped Jay and said I pubic hair, he said we will take care of it as I would earn more smooth) Body Skinny twink hairless (I guessed that meant my fine blonde hair from my lower legs and armpits would be going) Available for: Breeding, topping, oral, bdsm, watersports That will do said Jay, okay next we need some photo’s we went to his bathroom and he started stripping his clothes off as did I with my back to him. When I turned round he was naked a little taller than me and so lean not an ounce of fat on his body an eight pack stud. Jay’s cock was fully hard and damn was he hung had to be nearly 9 inches with massive smooth lack balls. I was so hard and horny Jay grabbed my and started kissing me almost shot a load there and then. Come on Jay said grabbing the clippers he pushed my arms up and removed the armpit hair on both sides. He then grabbed my cock and started removing my blonde bush. All the time he had my cock in his hands I nearly erupted my second load of the day, Jay then covered me in shaving foam and wet shaved me everywhere, once I was washed off he stood back to admire his work and said damn they are going go crazy for you, lets go and get some photos done. Once back in his bedroom he got me on the bed and then said right kneel down front and he start taking photos for front and back. Then he told be to get on all four turn my head to look back and lick my lips. Okay I know lets put cock rings on it will look great, Jay got two large silver rings and pushed my cock and balls through and did the same to his, our cocks where so hard and redden. More photos then he up loaded the details. Jay kept saying how he desperately he wanted to fuck me, but we had to wait and wait we did. To cut a long story short we selected the best offer from a guy who wanted us for a weeks filming at his pad, and what a pad it was, better still pay of $10k each with a note that we would earn every cent and complete your offer/fetishes in full.... Part 2 to cum

Brock was 21, nearly 22 and had just learned about BBRT.com from his friend Matt. Matt told him it was a dating site like Grindr but for hookups and sex rather than dates and friends. Brock was instantly addicted by the flood of attention and emails and oinks. Even in a smallish, bottom-saturated city like Salt Lake, Utah, his profile had been viewed over 2000 times in the first week. Matt had offered to take a few profile pics of him naked and Brock was more than willing to get on all fours, looking teasingly behind him while arching his back. He then pulled back his plump yet firm rump with a hand, exposing a tight pink wink that puckered at the thought of all the men who might fill and flood his hole with loads of hot cum. Most of his replies to emails ended when he confessed he could not host as he still lived at home. It was a fantasy and Brock had unloaded at least a liter of semen over the span of that first month, jacking off and fingering his slick insides to the thought of those men who had begged him to allow them to come over and unload their very blue balls into his pretty pink guts. The need escalated. Brock fantasized, night after night about finally getting railed, not by just one...but a slew of men. One after another, entering him and thrusting themselves deeper and leaving dripping wet with thick, slimy cum what he imagined a red and ruined rectum. He moaned at the thought. He was resolved. The next night he told his parents he was gonna stay over night with Matt. Matt covered for him even though Matt knew Brock was at that moment reserving a room at the nearby La Quinta Inn and posting a quick connect ad with the following: 21 yo eager virgin bottom. Looking for all types. I’ll be ass-up face-down with the door slightly ajar. I’ve opened myself up with my plug but I need you to open me up more and breed me. *** The first to enter the motel room was Jack. Jack had seen the ad and couldn’t believe his eyes. He’d been stalking this kid for almost three weeks now trying to get in him. And here was Brock, spread out before him on his flat belly on this motel bed just begging for his rather large uncut cock to fill his hole. Jack snorted, opened his belt and unzipped. He silently and gently pulled Brock by his hips to the edge of the bed and kneeled down to worship Brock’s ass. He opened his ass cheeks and heard Brock moan with pleasure as he licked and sucked his tender tissue, pulling it just inside his mouth with more and more force as he sucked with increasing pressure. Brock’s ass relaxed and Jack thrust in his tongue, letting his saliva seep into him. Jack stood, flopped out his fat beer can dick, spat on his shaft already slick with precum and lined it up with Brock’s hole. Beads of precum rose from Jack’s cockhead as he pulled back his foreskin and pushed into Brock. Jack smiled as Brock sucked in sharply and winced as he thrust in balls deep. He wanted to sear into Brock’s memory the moment he’d passed the point of no return. He grabbed Brock’s hips, anticipating Brock would squirm and buck under the pressure of his forceful entry and immediately started thrusting in and out just keeping his cockhead inside Brock and then balls deep again. A few more thrusts and Jack’s breathing quickened. “Oh Jesus kid, your ass is gripping my cock so good. Oh fuck! I’m gonna flood your ass now. You’re getting it....right...now”. Jack grunted as he released his load into Brock’s ass. He felt warm liquid pressure build and then felt his massive load fill up around his cockhead and slide down and around his shaft as he thrusted deep putting his weight on top of Brock’s arched back and ass. He hilted himself there for a moment until he softened slightly and slowly slid out watching with amazement as a large wad of thick, pearly cum made a plop as it fell out of Brock’s gaping, sore and puffy pucker. Brock gasped repeatedly, catching his breath. Had he cum? Hands-free? This guy had just pumped him full of the biggest load he’d ever felt. Was he still leaking out? He relaxed as he heard Jack’s belt buckle back up. He heard Jack cough and snort and then he heard the door hit the slide bar. Still ajar....

I was widowed two years ago. I really miss his big cock pounding and breeding me. I miss getting home from work and being told to clean out quick because he found two tops to come over and breed me so he can fuck a cummy hole. But I also miss having someone to talk to and watch movies with and go to dinner with and so on. It also really sucks always having to be the one who shops for groceries, vacuums the living room, and cleans up after dinner. So even though another top would be my choice for a partner, I could deal with living with a buddy who doesn't fuck me.

"Yeah Mic. I want his first fuck to be with someone he knows and trusts. Will ya teach 'im how to fuck ya?" While Mic removed his shirt and undid his pants he asked; "What do ya say laddie? Ya wanna fuck yu uncle Mic." The boy was already getting undressed as he gave his enthusiastic consent; "Yes sir!" Mic cleared space on the table and lay on his back lifting his legs and instructing the boy to lick his arse. Pat cried; "What the fuck are ya doin? Dirty pervert. Don't ya be takin advantage of his lack ah experience." "Do ya want the lad ta learn right, ya stupid straight Irishman. Didn't ya ever go down on his Ma's lady parts? Same thing here!" The lad had already proceeded from licking to tongue fucking his uncle confirming the lad had lots of experience. But this was too much fun so there was no need to let Pat in on his and the boys secret. Amid moans of pleasure Mic instructed; "Nice lad. Now stand up and hoark some flem in me arse. Ya dad's gifted ya a big one there. It's gonna need some good lube. Come ta think of it, must uh been your Ma gave you that monster. May she rest in peace. " The boy stood and hoarked as instructed. His dad pushed him the butter dish. Scooping a generous portion the boy pushed it into uncle's willing ass. Uncle instructed him to butter his 9" erection and line it up with uncle's hole. "As I take a deep breath me lad just push on in, nice and steady now. Yeah lad, ... that's the way." The lad bottomed out and Mic moaned with satisfaction. "See lad, ya's uncle Mic knows how to show ya." "Thanks dad. What do I do next?" "Well lad start movin in and out, up and down with ya willy as a piston in ya uncle's arse." "Like this dad?" "Very good son." "Nice lad, but yer gonna have to pick up the speed." Complained uncle. "Like this uncle Mic?" "No fasta still lad." "But I don't want to hurt you uncle. " "Don't worry son, this arse 'as enough fuckin miles on it to cross the ocean more than a few times. " The lad began a steady hard slap into his uncle. Uncle pulled the lad in for a passionate kiss. Pat's hard on was still out and he was stroking it with eyes big as saucers; "Fawk me son, be careful, ya don't wanna to cum in 'is arse 'ole." Uncle just kissed the boy deeper and pushed his ass more fully into the fuck. All three's breath grew ragged and Pat was first to spew onto the hardwood floor. Mic used his legs to pull the lad in deeper as volley after volley shot up his happy ass. He didn't dare touch his trigger happy cock. The boy was first to speak; "Sorry dad. I couldn't help myself. It just felt too good to stop." As the boy's cock softened and plopped out uncle fingered his sloppy ass and sucked the juices off his fingers with unapologetic glee.

I agree most bottoms don’t want to sound like sluts and I hear a lot of “I don’t usually bareback” and stuff even if they’re on prep. But it’s funny how few ever ask my status. I guess a lot are on Prep or willing to take a chance. If they do raise using a condom I’ll usually say let’s start without and I can always put one on or pull out to cum. Most go for that. If that doesn’t work I’ll ask for the condom to call their bluff. If they have one I’m never in a hurry to put it on...I wanna take my time to make out, suck cock and so on. I’ll try snd pop my cock head in their ass before putting it on to test how committed they are. Most let me get away with it for a while before mentioning it. I’ll fuck the, bare for as long as I can to see if they’ll bring it up. It’s surprising how many guys will let me fuck them to the point I cum in their ass while the condom is laying there right next to us. Some do insist I wrap but I make sure to leave air in the tip so it’ll burst or tear the tip with a fingernail. I also like lubing my cock up before I put it on so it’ll slide off while fucking. I kind of like the challenge of getting a guy wanting me to use a condom to give in and take me raw.

Here's where I take issue with the above: it's all good and fine to talk about "free will and sane minds" but if those "sane minds" are poorly educated - or getting bad information via eroticization of things like progressing to AIDS - then they're not going to be making informed decisions. And given the exceptionally piss-poor sexual education systems we have in this country, people *will* take much of what they read in erotic fiction as accurate depictions of the reality of sex. In another HIV-related thread earlier today I came across a posting that suggested "Muslims" have a natural resistance to HIV infection, for instance. While it's true that some diseases are known to be more of an issue for people of certain racial or ethnic backgrounds - sickle cell disease, for instance, for black people, or Kaposi's Sarcoma for Mediterranean people (before HIV, that is) - HIV is not one of them, and in any event, "Muslim" is a religious, not ethnic, distinction. When you're confronting that kind of ignorance, free will is meaningless if you're not informed. As for marginalization: would you feel the same way if the marginalized group were, say, gay serial killers? Surely we don't want to marginalize that specific group of gay people by treating them with any less respect than non-serial killers, right? People who promote deliberate progression from being HIV positive to having AIDS are also pushing a killing agenda, just one that acts more slowly. I get the eroticization of an infection changing one's body, even if the reality rarely lives up to the fantasy (the obscene number of braggadocious posts here notwithstanding). I get the idea that worrying about preventing infection can be wearying and with effective treatments available, it might have made sense at one time to just give in and let it happen (before PrEP became an option). But I do not, cannot, and will not accept the eroticization of deliberately shortening ones' life with a disease that kills as horribly as AIDS does. Like RawTop I went through all the early years of the AIDS crisis watching people get sick and die. I have a close friend who relocated from San Francisco to the southeast US here a few decades back because he'd reached the point where he just couldn't watch any more friends die. I have no statistical evidence to back this up, but I suspect very few of the pro-AIDS crowd are gay men who are in their late 50's and 60's who've been out since the early 80's and understand what AIDS does to people. I don't really see much of an issue with relegating those who push a pro-AIDS agenda off to another site for them to deal with.

Part 20 Chris knew what to expect once his arm was raised above him but somehow his coughing fit felt just as uncontrollable as the first time. What was different was that he knew it would become what he had just seen for Casey and felt that first time in Hunters sling. And before long that feeling did wash over him. The warmth and then the hunger that he could really only locate at his hole. He needed to feel a hard cock inside him. It was all he could think of right then. There were only three times he ever really considered bottoming and those were the three times he came to Hunters place. But of the three, he was never so hungry as now. Chris wasnt aware what he looked like as he laid back onto the bed and gave himself over to the rush. Hunter watched the hot boy writhing and accepting the high and he almost came right then. "You feeling good huh?" Chris, out of breath moaned out a yes. "Lets see that hole." Chris flipped himself over onto his stomach, his feet still on the ground, and pulled his cheeks apart to show his hole off to Hunter. "Fuck thats pretty." Hunter took joy in taking a boys cherry and pozzing them. But there was something so satisfying in witnessing the full transformation of a boy who never imagined what pleasure was until he met Hunter. As he looked at the smooth boy exposing his tight jock hole, he felt pride and lust all at once. He wanted to make this last and give Chris as much pleasure as he could feel. He started by kneeling and probing Chriss hole with his tongue. Chris yelped at the initial touch of a tongue to his hole. It was like a switch that shot jolts of pleasure coursing through his body. He was bucking back trying to get more and more of the tongue to touch inside of him, igniting those lightning bolts of pleasure and making him moan loud. When he finally tilted his head up so that his chin was resting on the bed he realized that his head and Caseys head were close to each other. As if sensing Chris' eyes, Casey opened his eyes and turned to his new friend. They immediately locked themselves in a kiss, not fully realizing that they were feeding on each other like wild animals because of the high that turned them into uncontrollable pleasure seekers. Ryan looked up when he heard the two boys making out and thought this was his time. He got up from his knees and took a quick glance at Hunter who looked back. They didnt say anything to each other but they both knew. Hunter reached out and pushed Chris' head down to deepen their kiss but also to distract Casey from what was about to happen. Ryan grabbed the bottle of lube on the floor that Hunter left when he fucked Tyler and poured its contents all over his cock, quickly stroking it to get it slick and slathered. He was almost shaking in anticipation. It had been a while since he popped a boys cherry. Casey was so focused on Chris' tongue that he didnt really notice that the tongue at his hole pulled away. The heat from the slam was still coursing through his body and he was starting to ride it. What it did in his brain was focus him at this moment on Chris' tongue and giving as much as he could to it. Any touch was electric and that was true when Ryan put Caseys legs onto his shoulders and when he felt what he thought was a thick finger rubbing against his hole. Just before the slam Casey could not feel any pleasure from Ryans finger because of that immediate fear that arose that he was about to get fucked for the first time. This time, he wasnt thinking about what might happen even one second from now. He was in the present and all he could think about was the pleasure of Chris' tongue and the spark ignited by the man touching his hole. The only response Ryan could detect was Caseys moan into Chris' mouth. The sight of the head of his cock rubbing against this boys smooth virgin hole just made it too hard to restrain himself any longer. He didnt want to hurt the boy and he had experience making first times more about the pleasure than pain. As gently as he could, he added pressure against Caseys hole with his wet cock. He didnt feel the tensing of the boys hole the way he did when he tried playing with it with his finger. The slam had done its job. And then Ryan felt the head of his cock push just past that cherry and suddenly he was inside the boy, warm and as tight as any hole he had fucked before. For Casey there needed to be a new word for unexpected because this was not what he thought was going to happen at all. Hunter was watching from a standing position now and held Chris' head down on Casey so that neither boy could protest. Casey could only moan into Chris' mouth to indicate any response to the thick cock that was pushing into him. There was pain, somehow sharp and dull all at once, but in the same way that any touch was electric as he rode the high of his slam, that pain was also accompanied by the same currents of pleasure, only now originating from inside him. Originating from his hole to be precise. This was a sensation that felt even better than a tongue eating his hole out. This cock that was moving deeper into him seemingly without end was touching parts of him that no tongue could reach and the man attached to that cock knew exactly what he was doing. All Hunter and Ryan could hear were moans of pleasure and Ryan could feel Caseys hole accepting and even milking his cock. "Yeah boy. That's right. Take this cock....Almost there boy..." Ryan wanted to see Caseys face as he got fucked for the first time but his view was blocked as the two boys made out. Both boys began to moan loudly into each others mouths and thats when Ryan noticed that Hunter had entered Chris from behind, already balls deep inside his boy. As Hunter began to pull his cock out a couple inches and then thrust them back deep into Chris, he pulled his hand away from the back of the boys head. Chris raised his head so that the two boys could catch their breath and that's when Ryan saw Casey lift his head, his eyes wide and looking down trying to catch a view of himself getting fucked. When he couldnt, he looked up at Ryan with his eyes still wide, looking to Ryan with what seemed to the man like a mix of surprise and disbelief. Ryan bent over and kissed Casey. "You feeling good?" Casey didnt have words for what he was feeling. He just gasped and nodded. Seeing this was Ryans cue. He thrust the rest of his cock into Casey and held it deep, flexing against the walls of Caseys hole. That thrust took the wind out of Casey like he had been punched in the stomach but instead of that punch it was the feeling of something hitting spots that sparked fireworks exploding inside of him. That was the feeling that tilted his head back and caused his eyes to roll into his head. "Yeah, guess thats feeling good huh? Casey just moaned in response. "I told you that slam was going to make things better. Now I'm going to start fucking you boy." With that, Ryan pulled out until only his head was still inside Casey and then slammed all the way into him hard making the new bottom gasp in pain and then moan in pleasure as he felt the cock hit a spot deep in him that made his soft cock spring to life. Ryan wasnt interested in making this first time unpleasant so he started alternating between swift hard strokes and long slow ones. It all drove Casey wild who had never felt any of these sensations before and had never given any real thought to what it would feel like to bottom. This was changing him. He would at least be vers from now on. Chris was hard and dripping not just because of Hunters hard thick cock fucking him from behind but also because of what he was watching at the same time. A hot guy was getting fucked for the first time and loving it on the same bed that he was getting fucked on. But in his slammed up mind what was getting him to the edge without even touching his cock was the knowledge that he was watching this boy get pozzed. He didnt understand why that was getting him worked up even more but he wasnt going to try to figure that out now. He just knew that it was driving him. He looked up at Ryan who noticed and smiled at him. "So hot" Chris said propping himself up on his forearms to get a view of Ryans cock fucking into Casey. "Yeah your buddys hole is opening up for my cock." Chris wasnt thinking about what this all meant for Casey. Any guilt he was feeling before was totally wiped away now and so was his filter. "Give him that poz cum." "Oh fuck" Hunter responded. Chris was fully in now. Hunter had successfully changed another boy permanently and that knowledge and the heat and tightness of Chris' hole got him to his second load. "Fuck I'm cumming boy. Take this load!" Chris moaned and pushed his hips back and milked the cum out of Hunter. Ryan could tell he wasnt far behind. He had been trying so hard to make this last but watching Hunter cum inside Chris who just told him to poz Casey was too much. He looked into Caseys eyes, still wide open as he rode his first high and first cock. "You want this load boy?" "Fuck yes" Casey replied, basically his first words since the slam. He hadnt really understood what Chris had said and in that moment he just didnt care. What he did know was that this felt good and that what made all of this ok was his trust in Tyler. The guy who lived down the hall vouched for these guys so he didnt think about any consequences of getting fucked raw by a man he didnt know and having him cum inside him. He had been cumming inside Tyler since they started fucking so there couldnt be harm now. "Gonna shoot my poz cum so deep inside you." Casey did hear that more clearly and in the frenzy of this fucking something in his head did begin to process what those words could mean. "What?" He wanted to confirm what he heard but he realized not out of fear. There was something else happening in his mind. "Yeah boy you love it. Look at this cock." Ryan wrapped his hand around Caseys cock which had stiffened slowly but was rock hard now. "You want this dont you." It was a statement of fact not a question. Casey was just breathing hard as Ryan picked up his pace. He couldnt understand why he was feeling this turned on by what he thought he had heard but just like Chris this wasnt the time to reflect and reverse course. He clenched and tightened his hole around the raw cock that was about to shoot poz ropes into him. Ryan could feel it and his own eyes widened as he could see the need in Csaeys eyes. "Ah fuuuuuuck....I'm cumming!" Hunter and Chris encouraged Ryan with a chorus of Yeahs and Go for its as Ryan thrust deep into Casey and held himself by reaching to Caseys shoulders and feeling as one of the most powerful orgasms he had in a while shook his whole body. Casey felt Ryans cock flexing deep in him and realized he was being bred. He couldnt believe how hot it was to watch what he had done to this man whose body was now shaking and spasming with rope after rope flooding his insides. Both top and bottom thought Ryans orgasm would never end. "Emptying those balls. Fuck!" Hunter loved what he was seeing, knowing that this new hot boy was becoming one of them and seemed to enjoy it, even want it. It kept him hard and he just kept fucking Chris, churning his poz load deeper into the boy. Chris' hunger wasnt satisfied with just the one load inside him so he kept doing all he could to try to milk the cock inside him. Ryan laid on top of Casey with the bottoms legs wrapped around his lower back. As they kissed Ryan could feel Caseys newly stiff cock throbbing against his abs. He raised hiimself up and grabbed the cock noticing that it was also dripping pre cum. "We need to get this hot boy off." As if they had been listening the whole time at the door, it was at those words that Greg and Tyler, both naked, opened the bedroom door. Tyler surveyed the scene and couldnt believe the sight of both Chris and Casey in different positions on the bed with raw cocks inside them. Something about their eyes and faces told him that they were even higher than he thought they were when they left the living room. How much had they smoked in here, Tyler thought. Greg broke the brief silence and pause in action that their entrance caused. "You guys up for some company?"

14. Joining the Club "Your hole. So fucking used." Jon kissed me again. "You got some poz cum, huh?" I nodded. "Yeah," I said. He stood up, and pulled me to my feet. "Did it feel good?" he asked me. He kept one arm around me, and motioned into the living room. "So fucking good. When he was in me," I said. I had been scared a few moments earlier, but standing next to Jon put me at ease. Dressed in the harness and motorcycle boots, he was scary-looking, but also quite sexy. "How did you feel about getting the unmedicated cum?" "Colby?" I asked. "It was intense. It burnt. Really intense." "Yeah?" Jon said. "I thought you'd like him." I realized that Jon had sent Colby to me. "Now. I think it's time for me to drop a load in your hole. You want that?" I nodded enthusiastically. I had wanted Jon's load from the very beginning; all the other men had been merely necessary inconveniences before the main event. "Fuck yeah," I moaned. One arm drifted down to my ass, and his hand pushed my ass apart. My wet hole tightened at the sudden sensation of cool air. "Please," I moaned. "Fuck me." "Oh yeah," Jon said. His fingers brushed against my hole. It was soft, tender, and wet; even the very slight force that Jon was using was more than enough for his dick to slide into me. "Fucking hungry hole," he whispered into my ear. "Ready for every dick, huh?" "Yeah," I moaned. "But I want yours." "I know. It's ok. You're going to get it." He turned his attention away; James was standing next to us. He was empty-handed, which disappointed me. I was high, but I knew I could get higher. Between Colby and the man I knew only as Sir, I had learned that the only thing that mattered was pleasure. They also taught me that drugs were an important part of true pleasure. "I think we both need a refill. And I think he needs some more vitamins." "Right on. Here?" "I think we'll be in the Devil's bedroom." My hole throbbed. Sir hadn't been joking about his religion, nor was he the only one at the orgy who was a follower. "You ready for this?" Jon asked, his attention now focused on me. His dick was sandwiched between us. It was hard and hot, and pulsing with his heart. I knew he was poz, but it didn't matter. I had already taken far too much sperm. One more load wouldn't make a difference. I nodded. "Yeah," I said, trying to tamp down on my rising excitement. "I am." "Good." He turned back to James. "What you think is best for us," he said, smiling. "Oh yeah," James said. "I know what he will need." His eyes met mine. He had a slightly lop-sided smile. It was cute. But he had an unmistakable expression of sadness as well. "It'll get you through," he said, this time clear to me. "Don't let him get you scared," Jon said, as James walked away, disappearing into the dim light. "This is something I've been looking forward to all night." "Me too." "You know Colby's load. Unmedicated." "Yeah," I said. I remembered how it had burnt when Colby fucked it into me. The memory was no longer painful. It had hurt, but it had felt good. It was what I needed. "Felt so hot in me. Burnt me." "Devil's burn," Jon said. "It's intense." I nodded. I remembered how it had burnt, but I was still smiling. "You like it?" "It is intense. But it's supposed to, right?" Jon kissed me slowly. He let his tongue explore my mouth. I pressed my slim, smooth body against his. He was muscular, and it was covered in dark, masculine fur. I wanted to please him. "Yeah. Did someone tell you what it is?" Jon said. I nodded. "It's..." I started. His dick needed to be inside me. I wanted his load. I knew it was infected. I hoped he was unmedicated. I wanted his cum to burn like Colby's had. "It's the virus. Trying to infect me." "Yeah," Jon said. "That's it. I want you to feel it again." He was asking if he could infect me. "Yes," I said, before I could even think. It was my body making a decision for me. I knew it was dangerous. But it was so hot. "Please." "Good. Here." He handed me a pipe. I could barely wonder where he had kept it before the torch had gotten it smoking. "I want both of us full of His spirit." I nodded, and started to inhale. The smoke was familiar and wonderful, and I let it fill my lungs. Any last inhibitions melted away as I got a fresh dose of the drugs. "Mmmm," I moaned, still keeping my lips wrapped around the pipe. "Fuck, that's hot. I love seeing a boy like you take a nice big hit." He smiled at me. I nodded; my lungs were full. Where Sir might have made me inhale more, Jon just took the pipe. "Hold it," he said, as he stuck the stem in his mouth, and took a long hit. He leaned in and kissed me. We swapped our clouds back and forth before finally exhaling. "Another?" he asked me. "Please," I said. We repeated the process, this time taking more time to make out. His cock was stiff between us, a thick masculine rod that I wanted to feel inside me. My own cock was semi-hard, but it was nothing compared to his. I reached down and grabbed it. It was almost too big for just my hand. "Please," I repeated. "I want it." "One more," Jon said, and put the pipe in my mouth. "You've taken Colby's load," he said. "But mine." I watched his face, staring into his hazel green eyes. "Mine is special," he said, before taking the pipe from me. He did a long hit, avoiding saying just what made his load special. Sir had told me about the Deacon, and how he had bred a special virus, one that was resistant to prep. I watched Jon suck down thick crystal clouds, and wondered what kind of virus Jon had. He looked so fit and healthy, it was hard to imagine him as anything but undetectable. "Now, Kenta," he said. We both exhaled, then leaned in and kissed. "Special?" I finally asked. His dick was pressed between our bodies; it needed to be inside me. "Yeah," he said. He put the pipe to his mouth one last time. Any last constraint he might have had was dissolved in the thick white cloud. "I'm not on meds," he said. He paused for a moment. "Actually, I'm full-blown." "Full-blown?" I asked. "AIDS," he said. "I had a bad reaction to some drugs. I needed to take a break. And the virus came roaring back." My cock twitched. Here was one more dirty temptation. "But, Prep," I said. "Yeah. I'm resistant to one of the meds," Jon said. "But if you take your pills like you're supposed to..." He trailed off, and filled the silence with another long kiss. I realized that I still wanted him inside me. "I don't care," I finally said. "I know your cock is going to feel great. Even if it burns." "I want it to burn," he said. Before I could say anything, James appeared, carrying three plastic cups. "Just what I was hoping for," Jon said to James. He turned to me, leaned in, and whispered in my ear. "I want you to feel what I can do." The drugs were hitting me hard. It was hard to follow a chain of thought, yet I was acutely aware of how my ass was itching. "Here you go," James said, handing me a glass. It had 1.6 in marker on the side. He gave one to Jon, and kept one for himself. "Cheers," he said. All three of us gulped down the drug-laden orange juice. "Anything else for me," Jon asked. "Yeah," James said. He handed Jon a folded up piece of paper. "Half a gram." "Just what he needs, I think," Jon said. "Right?" he asked me. I nodded. My head was foggy from the drugs, and I really needed to get fucked. "Feels so good," I said. "Doesn't it?" James said. "Jon will get you what you need." He leaned in and kissed me. I thought it was just going to be a peck, but it turned into his tongue exploring my mouth for much longer than I expected. Finally he broke it off. "So hot, seeing you like this," he said. James disappeared back into the dark orgy, leaving Jon and I alone. "Let's go somewhere a little more private," he said. "Some things don't need a big audience." I nodded. I knew what was going to happen. Jon was going to put his cock in me. My hole was raw and tender; with no condom, there was no way I could avoid his infected semen. It wasn't scary anymore. Instead, my dick was dripping at the thought. "Please," I moaned. I pressed my body against his, feeling his cock slide between my legs. "You'll get it," he said. "Don't worry. By the morning, you'll be a member of the club." He leaned in and kissed me. "Initiation is amazing," he said. He kissed me again. I shivered in anticipation. He was going to infect me, and it was the hottest thing I could imagine. A hairy, masculine, older man like Jon, forcing his cock into me. Already it was dripping his AIDS-infested sperm, and I was rubbing it against the tender skin of my anus. "Please," I moaned. "Give it to me." "Come on," he said, stepping away from me. "Follow me. I want to show you something." I followed him. Once outside the dim circle of light, it took me a moment for my eyes to adjust. Even then, I mostly followed his white outline, as he led me down a dark hall. "Here," he said, and opened the door. I stepped in. The room was painted black, with dim lights recessed into the ceiling. Most were blood red, except for one white one, illuminating what I could only describe as an altar. On the top was a queen-sized mattress, covered in a dark black sheet. Inscribed in white was a thick pentagram. "I want you to be a part of our club," Jon said. "Give your life over to pleasure." "Please," I moaned. He was going to fuck me on an altar to Sarah Palin himself. I looked again. The room wasn't entirely bare. There was a small table next to the altar. There was a bottle of lube, some poppers, and a glass pipe already set out. "Please," I repeated. My entire body was buzzing. All I could think about was getting fucked. "That's my boy," he said. "Come on." He stepped to the table, and produced the folded white paper that James had given him. He quickly opened it, and tapped out a mound of white powder. "More special K for you," he said, as he marked out several thick lines. "Here." He handed me a straw. "Start with two," he said. "I've never..." I started. I didn't want to admit how naive I was; before tonight, my drug experience had been almost only marijuana. I wasn't even sure how to snort. "It's cool," Jon said. "Here." He took the straw from me, and held it up to the light. "Like this." He put the straw in one nostril, then with his finger, he held the other one closed. He snorted down the line; the white powder disappeared as he ran the straw down the length of the line. "Oh fuck," he said, suddenly standing up again, and inhaling deeply. "Burns a bit, just so you know." He handed me the straw. "Your turn. It's going to be great," he said. "Trust me." He reached down and grabbed his dick. It was still hard, and the pre-cum was dripping. "Ok," I said, and followed Jon's lead. I snorted down one of the lines. "Oh fuck," I grunted. My nose was burning, and I could already feel the drugs dissolving into my body. "Fuck," I repeated. I was a bit light headed, but was also incredibly aroused. "That's intense." "Do one more," Jon said. "Do it now." I leaned back over the table; there were two more fat lines. "Both?" I asked. I wanted everything. It was going to feel amazing, no matter what it was. "Just one," he said. "But I like the spirit. You're still new to this. We want you to remember your initiation." I snorted down the second line, before I could second guess myself. Once more, the white powder burnt my nose, but the pain quickly disappeared, and the burning was just a pleasant reminder of what I had gotten myself into. "Initiation into what club?" I asked. "Both of them," Jon said. "Sarah Palin," he said, and nodded to the pentagram-covered mattress on the altar. "And HIV," he continued, stroking his cock. "What do you think?" "I want it. Especially from you," I said. "Your cum. Inside me." "It's going to feel so good," he said. He pushed me onto the mattress. I landed right in the center of the pentagram. "Pleasure," he said, as he climbed on the altar to join me. He pushed my legs up in the air, and spread them apart. It exposed my hole, and I could feel the cool air against the sperm-coasted wetness. "So hot. Your hole. So used." "Please," I said. "Infect me." "Of course. But there's no need to rush this." He pushed my legs back, forcing my ass up in the air. "This is a special gift from my Dark Lord. And I want to give thanks properly." He leaned in and pressed his lips against my hole. I had barely been rimmed before, and certainly not by someone as good as Jon. "Oh fuck," I moaned. He pushed his tongue a bit further. He moaned, and the vibrations went straight to my prostate. "Oh damn, that's good." "So fucking used," he said. "Just the way I like my holes. Ready for my sperm." "Your virus," I managed to say, between moans of pleasure. "You're going to infect me." "I know," he said. "I fucking love it." "Is it going to hurt?" I asked. He paused for a moment, then looked down at me, over my soft cock, and smooth body. "You know. When I convert?" "It's going to feel amazing tonight," he said. "And that's all that matters." He went back to rimming my hole, lapping out a few more drops of semen. "Want you cleaned up for my load. Make it easy for your hole to accept my very special gift." "Please," I moaned. I was squirming with each stroke of his tongue. I could feel how empty my hole was now. He had sucked out all the loads I had collected. "Fill me up." "Of course, boy," Jon said. "You're going to be initiated. You want it?" He pushed his tongue into my hole one more, then pulled his head back. "Infect me," I moaned. "Please. Make me part of the club." I looked around; I had sunk down in the mattress just enough to see the pentagram surrounding us. Above me was a hairy, horny devil-man, ready to fuck me raw. The devil was carrying HIV. The devil even had AIDS. "Both clubs tonight," Jon said. "It's going to be about pleasure." He lined his cock up with my hole. I was wet from his rimming, and his dick was wet with pre-cum. "Pleasure," I moaned. He pressed his cock against my hole; the head popped in. "Pleasure," he repeated. "And freedom," he said. His cock slid right into my hungry hole.

Love RAW fuck student & young. Give Nag ass STDs lood. I have syph, etc. I want some POZ,gono, herpes,HPV Looking for POZ,gono, herpes,HPV bottom to breed me.

Something I's like to do is hold a subs eyes open, and cum in them. Just to see how submissive they are. I've seen it in straight porn, but rarely in gay. Anyone done this, on purpose as opposed to accidently.

Mic embodied the lilt of an Irish leprechaun. At 5' 4", 140 lbs. and an impish cute face few believed his real age could possibly be 46. Most guessed 24. Medium length fiery red hair and beard kept with no mustache leprechaun fashion. His tight muscular body was moderately hairy and few could resist his burning bush in bathhouses and sex parties. This was aided by his beautiful 7" uncut cock which knew well how to give and receive pleasure. His peach hair covered buttocks was a magnet for raw cock and his guts couldn't collect enough cum. He was a sex addict and very proud of it. Unlike so many addicts he was a loveable sort that everyone liked, admired and trusted. I guess they were pulled in and mesmerized by the beautiful Irish lilt of his accent. Pat was Mic's best friend. They'd been neighbour's growing up in Ireland. Strange that they'd become best friends 'cause Pat was eight years older than Mic and Pat turned out to be straight. But they had bonded in the dangerous times of 'the struggles'. The violence and hatred in the streets had motivated them both to emigrate as soon as Mic turned 16. They moved to Halifax N.S., worked hard and met up often at their favorite Irish Pub. Pat married shortly after their move, had a son, and raised him alone because his wife died of cancer within two years of the boy's birth. Pat was a dedicated father and although not related by blood the boy embraced and called Mic uncle. The day of the boy's eighteenth birthday Mic was invited to Pat's home for a celebratory meal. Mic was a bit surprised to be the only guest, but knew Pat was a loner and quite naive. Pat had not yet grasped his little boy was well on his way to adulthood. After the candles were blown out and the cake served Pat spoke in his usual serious tone; "Micky, me lad 'as somethin to tell yah. " "Oh dad. It's not a big deal. Uncle Mic, I'm gay. " "So's ya like ta stick ya dick in arse does ya me lad! Why don't ya's all tell me somethin I haven't know since ya was four. But good on ya. Ya's all legal and all now. So tell me, why's ya here with your old uncle and lame dad when ya could be suckin and fuckin the night away. A fine virial handsome bloke like you." Mic beamed. "That's more or less what I told dad. But he wanted dinner with you, and I love you so it's okay." "Mic. I needs to know what me boys up to. You needs show me and him." "Ya wacky Irish idiot! What does ya mean? Ya wants me ta demonstrate a blow job here at ya table" Pat backed his chair from the table, unzipped and fished out his limp cock. Mic smiled and winked at the boy; "I'se been a waitin decades to get ya dad's wee cock in my mouth son. Watch this Irish pro!" Mic began by toungeing Pat's cut mushroom head. He proceeded to slide the entire cock into his mouth and bring it to it's full six inch hardness. When fully hard he pulled off, licked the precum from the slit and again winked at the boy before bobbing away at increasing speed. It was not long before a breathless Pat cried; "Ya better stop, ya flamin fool. I'se gonna pop off any second. " Mic just kept at it and Pat spewed his load down Mic's throat. The lad was laughing and clapping as Mic pulled off, licked his lips and for the third time winked at the boy. When Pat caught his breath he seriously said; "I hear ya uncle Micky's a pro. Now ya sees how it's done lad. Any questions?" This time it was the boy winking at his uncle. "Well I've heard of fucking. Uncle Mic will you show me how to fuck? I want to get it right. "

This is my story, decide for yourself how much is true. As a neg bottom, I decided to please my bug craving ass with something a little different. After a fortnight in the making, a fortnight of flirtation and banter with a poz top, constantly talking to him about what he enjoyed, and that while I was neg, I was aware he was poz, he finally agreed to come over to my place. He was a bit of a daddy, in his 40's and fairly hunky, not the sort of guy who lived in the gym, but was a reasonably frequent visitor, and in any event he was quite the contrast to me, as I am young and lean, as my on-line photographs advertised. When he agreed to meet, I told him it was only to meet, and that if we liked each other, perhaps we'd get into some oral play. I added, however, that I would make sure that my hole was clean because rimming is a possibility. With that the scene was set for him. When he arrived, I answered the door wearing nothing more than a robe. No sooner had the door closed than we kissed, a real firm kiss, just to break the ice. After a minute or so we went to my room and I invited him to get comfy. His shoes, coat and trousers came off, and very sweetly we lay and cuddled with my bedroom TV playing in the back ground. I kept the remote close at hand, ready for the next step in my plan to get fucked. Playing hard to get, I told him he was handsome and all, but that I wasn't particularly interested in him, but at the same time as I told him this, I played with his balls, and slipped my hand into his underwear. His cock was getting progressively harder, and I continued playing with him, honestly wondering big it would grow. Then I casually said I'd give him some head, as that wasn't particularly unsafe. Then I sucked his impressively thick seven inch cock, and, as his hands stroked my head and neck, I eagerly licked and tasted the infected pre-cum that oozed from his cockhead. His pre-cum: the first part of my prize. "Don't cum in my mouth" I told him, adding "Tell me when your getting close." Crouched on all fours as he sat, I sucked his warm hard cock even harder, and then began wanking myself. Of course my robe came open in the process, exhibiting my beautiful, healthy, ever so pure body. Soon he was breathing hard, and he cautioned me that he was close to blowing his load, so slowly I stopped saying "Phew, that was close. I hope you understand that I want to avoid contracting HIV." I was, of course, lying as I wanted to do a lot more than merely take his load in my mouth: I hadn't brought him over for such a mundane session. He asked if I would mind if he played with my body, saying he would help me to cum, adding that, after all, it was perfectly safe to merely touch each other. I agreed, and turned around and encouraged him to get between my legs to suck me off, which he did for awhile, but soon enough, he lifted my legs higher and I felt his tongue probing at my ass. 'Score' I thought, as he moistened my sweet and well-prepared hole. Then I set the next step of my scheme into play, and 'accidentally' hit the play button on the remote and a pozzing porn I had left in the machine began playing. "Oops," I said, "don't look at that!" The dialogue on the DVD was at the point where the top describes how he enjoys breeding bottoms, especially telling the bottom that it was too late to escape his fate. My top took the remote and tossed it out of my reach saying "It's nothing to be ashamed of. Just watching it wasn't dangerous." I had him now. He kept rimming me as i look at him, encouraging him to keep playing with my hole. Then I grabbed the lube saying "Hey, use this on my hole. It will make your shaved face feel softer." Once again I was leading him on, and sure enough he applied it to my ass, pushing a finger inside my body. My sphincter clenched at his finger as I asked "What are you doing that for?" He paused before replying "My tongue can only go so far." Speaking of continuances, I notice a fair few stories are left unfinished for some time, so with this thought I'll just let you know I'll finish this story - eventually - but first I want to see how this is received.

You're not out of touch at all.... personally I'd been a little put off by all the glamorization of becoming poz and chasing AIDS on BZ and stayed away for years... I love taking loads but I do not enjoy getting STIs although they are an unavoidable occurrence in the line of work of being a cumdump. That being said... if I know someone is poz and not on meds and has a high viral load... I'm not going to let him fuck me... period. That is one thing I can control. I'm also not going to willingly poz another guy but since I'm like 99 44/100% bottom that is prolly not going to happen. Plus, all of my profiles clearly indicate that I am Poz and undetectable and proud of it. I worked hard over the past 20+ years to achieve 0VL and maintain it! If PreP had been available to me 30 years ago before I seroconverted I would have taken it in a heartbeat. Being poz is no picnic. As it was I didn't take meds for the first 10 years of my pozness and ended up in 2001 with 33 tcells and thankfully no OI came down the pike. Mostly I stayed off them cuz when I first got sober I took AZT (all that was available in 1996) and after six months I felt sicker than I'd ever felt in my life. I told my doctor I couldn't take the meds anymore and he told me I didn't have a choice. I said, of course I have a choice... it's my body. And he said that maybe I should find another doctor. I didn't but I stopped seeing him and in five years ended up at death's door. So now, I take my meds (one pill a day) and have had no problems since. I do get the occasional STI, which my doctor tests for (and treats, if necessary) every three months. So I do concede that others also have the ability to do with their own bodies what they want.... and that can include chasing poz loads, taking no meds if poz, and trying to get AIDS. It's your prerogative. But stealthing others and trying to poz them could (and possibly should) land you in jail in many states and countries. I would recommend reading up on the local ordinances regarding this when traveling or before moving to a new location. My two cents.... probably worth less than a penny.

Cruise ground outside Brighton last summer - Devil’s DYke in the wooded area. Met a top last summer he got be sucking his dick whilst fingering me - shorts round my ankles. A few guys were walking past so he asked if anyone wanted to fuck and load me. 2 out of 4 fucked me whilst in sucked him and 2 wanked over my arse and shot cum whilst being fucked and the got used as lube. love outdoor meets as well as clubs get in touch in the south east of the uk. Near Brighton and London

I hate shit more than anyone I know, but the fact is, the way both of you reacted to this situation is exactly right.

Yes, it's a beautiful way to connect your moment of glory to the assaultive degradation of your victim. You might want to read a previous discussion.

There is probably no way to sort out the reality from the fantasy here. Put not only do I not understand the Pro-AIDS group, I don't have a problem if they leave. My perspective on HIV and Aids comes from my health care background. I was just starting my health care career at the beginning of the AIDs crisis. AIDs patients were the first patients I took care of. Since then I've taken care of people who didn't get syphilis treated. I see AIDS as a preventable horrible disease and although fantasizing being part of a specific group, it should never be pushed and advocated for.

Thanks for the comments and votes, guys! Here's part 2: When my head cleared a bit, I was still face down in Dan's ball sac but he wasn't holding me down. I don't know how long I'd been out. I started rubbing my face in his musky pubes and licking the crease between his leg and balls."He's back with us." Dan lifted my head, "you gonna suck my cock then, boi?" I nodded and started licking along his almost solid, veiny shaft. While I took my time working my tongue over the length up to the tip, his cock hardened further and they carried on chatting. Since my head was spinning and my wars buzzing I couldn't really hear what they were saying, but it was obvious they were talking about me. Every so often one of them said something like 'cocksucker' or 'cunt' or fuck him' a bit louder so I could hear it clearly. It was always warm at Zac's, and I was getting up quite a sweat by the time my tongue slipped under Dan's heavy foreskin. I could immediately taste the stale piss and precum, and as I licked over his knob I felt the ring. "You like a PA in you?" he laughed. "Mmmm..." I had his 'skin rolled right back and was sucking on his knob, so I couldn't really talk. I started taking him deeper in my mouth, bobbing up to his knob and then a bit further down each time, until the PA started scratching at the back of my mouth. It took a few attempts before my gag reflex gave up and I managed to take him in my throat. "That's right, cocksucker. Swallow it down." When I finally got my nose right in his pubis, a hot stream started running down my throat and I pulled up. He grabbed the back of my neck and pushed me back down so I was choking on his cock and piss. "Swallow!" I could barely breathe and pissy mucous was streaming out my nose, but I did my best. It was probably only a few seconds but felt like longer before the stream finally stopped. He let me go and I lifted off, spluttering and coughing, eyes and nose running. He was grinning down at me. Zac and Den were laughing. Dan pushed me away and I collapsed to the floor. "That piss drinking cocksucker needs a rest. And a reward." It was the first time I'd properly heard Den speak. He threw me a towel, and I wiped my face as best I could. After a while I was able to sit up. I could feel there was an enormous grin on my face. Zac passed me my beer and the pipe. I took a long swig on the beer and belched hard before a deep huff on the pipe. Den grabbed the lighter from me, then the pipe when the bowl was empty. "Hold your breath. My man Zac said you were a greedy cunt!" After several seconds holding my breath, I started slowly blowing out. Den leant down, held the babk of my head and clamped his mouth over mine, sucking the remaining smoke down. When he let go, I fell on my back. After a minute or so, Zac knelt beside me and sat me up. "OK, boi?" "Yeah..." "Good." He sat in the chair facing Dan and Den on the sofa. When I didn't move, he tapped me on the head, "OI! Cocksucker!" I span round to face him. "You wanna eat my meat, or what?" I went to start, but he put his hand over his junk, "Answer me, when I ask a question!" "Uh.. Yes, I wanna swallow your cock." He's cut, and I could see the large bead of precum start to roll over his knobend. "Get to it then." They all chuckled as I licked over his knob and went straight down on him, no choking this time - just an occasional gag. I felt hands on my butt cheeks, "Lift your arse." Dan said. I pushed my knees back and lifted up. He spread my cheeks with his hands and started rubbing my pucker with a thumb, pushing in a bit now and then. There was something sharp and gritty on his thumb which burnt a little so I squirmed a bit. He spat on his thumb and the burning subsided. "Hey, pay attention!" Zac bucked his cock up hard. I realised I'd stopped and was just holding him in my mouth. I concentrated on Zac, taking him the way I know he likes. Slow and deep, swallowing him as long as I can. Each time I gag, I clamp down on Dan's thumb working my arse. "Got a responsive cunt here. Time to get my cock in there." He positioned my arse and spread my legs further before I felt the ring push against me. I scooped some of the spit and mucous from my face and reached under to smear us up. Slowly, he pushed in, letting my cocksucking movements draw him in deeper until he was up to his balls. He stayed there and ground around inside me for some time before withdrawing, still grinding. I could feel myself opening to him as he sped up. Zac pushed me aside and stood up, letting my head fall into the chair. Dan grabbed my hips and started thrusting hard, changing angle and speed, pulling right out and driving straight back in. I was groaning and mumbling. "What's that, queerboi? Can't quite hear you." "Ung... Fuck... yeah..." I spent the five or so minutes he was fucking mumbling out loud about his cock, his fucking, having a man use my cunt. Suddenly, he pulled out and let go. I groaned, whimpered, and slumped down. It took a few seconds before I could haul myself into the chair.

BTW, I moved your thread to the more general sexual health section since it wasn't specifically about bareback fucking. [And note to others - messing up with thread placement in the sexual health forum will not earn you an infraction provided you post a genuine sexual health topic. Despite ARD's comments to the contrary, sexual health has always been important to me. We can be pigs and still care of our sexual health.]

Got fukd last nite by an old neighbor . Chris is his name . When we were both 11 we experiment and he fuckd me a few times in my basement hiding from my parents . At that age we were both hot n horny. Then years went by we stopped talking and in school I always saw him with a different girl in his arm, he always had a new girlfriend. High school ended he moved to Arizona . Didn't hear from him for years... till last week he was back in los Angeles California . I ran into him at Walmart. We recognized each other immediately even tho we are both on our 30s now he looked extremely hot blonde sandy hair , nice toned worked out body and blue eyes and he had a nice golden tan which looked good on him since he was really pale . We exchanged info so we can meet up some other time and have a few drinks. So last nite when he texted me saying he was free I instantly got ready deep cleaned enema and all just to be on the safe side , even tho I thought there might be a possibility nothing was gonna happen. But hey I just wanted to be sure hahaha. So he came over we talked he said he was divorced and has no kids. And he said he stopped looking and he didn't want a relationship with anyone as he was really enjoying the single life. So we drank 2 beers which isn't even enough to give u a buzz . And next thing u know we were making out. And one thing led to another next thing u know he was eating me out like crazy slobbering all over my nice smooth pink hole, we were 69ing so I was sucking him off I was having trouble taking all his huge thick dick it was perfect it must of been a good 9 inches n thick . After 10 mins of 69in he put me doggy style and just rammed it in there and went balls deep with only spit, no lube and raw he didn't even ask if I had a conodom he just went in raw . Hurt soooo good. He stood over the night and fucked me all nite long every position u can think off . He said the next day he really enjoyed it and wants to do it more often. And the most amazing part is he lives 10 mins away from me so he's really close to me . And he has no girlfriend, no kids so he can come over when ever he wants Yay! This is gonna be good .

"Fuck Yeah! Hold that pose." He said, then grabbed his phone and took a few pictures. "I'm sending these to my buds," he said as he tapped away on his phone. Then turned to me, as I lay there with my hole beginning to leak his cum. I finally looked down at his dick and I couldn't believe that huge log had been inside me. It was thicker than a beer can and I'm pretty sure that the 9 inches were an underestimation. The head was huge, angry, and red, with a pearl of bright white cum hanging from the piss slit. My eyes widened and he laughed. "Yeah, it's tough for me to find bottoms that can or even want to take me sometimes, it's why I prefer the anonymous scene ha ha." "Holy shit! I'm glad I'm stoned and buzzed because otherwise there's no way I'd have taken you." I said. "Then I'm going to take advantage." He said; scooting forward and slapping that huge cockhead on my hole. "Look into my eyes," he said and I looked up at him. I found his smile comforting and he continued, "You already took it, that ass is already mine. But you set up tonight for a reason, you don't just want to get fucked. You NEED to get fucked. And you NEED to get pozzed so that's what I'm here to give you. Now take a deep sniff of poppers, hold your breath, and let it out when I tell you." I looked into his eyes, took a deep sniff in each nostril, and held my breath. After about 5 seconds, he said, "Let it out." I began to exhale when he slammed his whole length into me. I'm pretty sure he must have torn me up a little but the poppers helped and I felt instantly full but also so euphoric that I moaned out loud. I grabbed his shoulders and pulled him down on top of me. I noticed that his pecs were pierced with small barbells and I began to nibble on his right nipple. "Oh fuck, baby. That's my kryptonite!" He said chuckling. Meanwhile, I could feel him begin to piston in and out. His thick shaft feeling like it was dragging my guts out on his out strokes but massaging my insides and pounding into my prostate on the in strokes. I squeezed my ass muscles, this time deliberately milking his dick. Knowing that I was no longer the nervous negative cuck that I was before he walked in the door. Now, I was a potential positive cumdump, finally taking that step that I'd feared for years. Realizing now that I had nothing to fear all along except this! Me, on my back with a handsome stranger smiling as he plowed away at my ass while his precious cum changed my DNA to match his! "Please cum inside me again." I said out loud. "I want your cum inside me. I want your babies in me. Please." I pleaded. "Oh fuck, you're still so fucking tight. I'm getting close again. Chew on my nipples baby, bite those fuckers!" I chewed and bit his nipple, using my tongue and front teeth to twist the barbell back and forth. He started huffing, puffing, and sucking his breath in hard through his teeth. "Ahhh, yeah, baby. Fuck, I'm getting close. Your ass is working hard for my load. But I want you to look into my eyes again and ask for it." "Yes please. Give me your load, your poz cum. Shoot it inside me and poz me please." I begged as I looked into his eyes and tweaked his nipples with my fingers. He got this intense look in his eyes and roared as his dick began to spasm and contract and I felt that tell tale warmth deep inside me that let me know he was breeding me again. "Fuuuuuuuck yeah! Pozzing your hot hole!" He said, as he collapsed on top of me. Soon after, he raised himself on his arms and said. "I want your number, I'm going to keep fucking you and I'm gonna make sure your ass is always full of cum." He pulled out of me, grabbed his phone and said, "Well, looks like your ass has about 30 minutes to rest. I see you got some weed, let's smoke. I have a feeling you're gonna need to be relaxed ha ha." It sounded playfully ominous but that's kind of what his appeal was to me; this intense manner of friendliness and control at the same time. Plus he was a stud, about 6'1", 185 lbs of muscle, and a handsome face with a thick hole wrecker that I was beginning to get addicted to. We stepped out to the balcony, smoked a joint while we waited for his friends and got to know each other a little better. "I'm horny all the time," He told me, "And jacking off doesn't cut it anymore. I need to fuck and breed, and I'm looking for a regular cumdump if you're interested. Besides, you got a one in fifty chance that you got pozzed tonight so I'm gonna keep breeding you til it takes." "Really? One in fifty?" I asked, suddenly feeling disappointed. "That's what they say, but that just means we gotta get at least fifty loads in you" he said with a wicked grin as he grabbed my ass and stuck his middle finger in me. He started digging at my insides and it kind of stung a little. He pulled out his finger, now covered in a pinkish layer of cum and winked at me. "Just tipping the odds in your favor." He said with a smile as his phone beeped.

Thanks for all the kind comments! I'm guessing something like one or two more chapters after this. Part 19 Casey looked around and noticed that Tyler wasn't following them into Hunter's bedroom. At least not yet. He didnt know any of these guys before meeting them today. That made him nervous not knowing what they were into and expecting of him. He was high and not thinking straight so at the same time that he was feeling as horny as he had ever been, he knew that he was also as vulnerable. Where was that pipe? That seemed to help. As if he had read Caseys mind, Ryan placed the pipe up to Caseys mouth and lit it with the torch. "You feeling ok?" Casey nodded as he took a hit. Ryan kept the pipe at his mouth longer than it had been before and this was a big hit with a huge resulting cloud. "You have a pipe for each room?" Casey asked. Hunter laughed. "I still need one for the bathroom but I like to have fun." Casey smiled as Ryan gave him another hit. Hunter liked to see the two of them making this connection but he turned his attention to the bed where Chris was seated at its edge. Chris was torn. Despite the distance that developed between him and Tyler, Chris still cared a lot for the first guy he ever hooked up with. And in this brief moment when he was in his head, he felt like he led Tyler to something he didnt think of as a possibility. All because he had trusted Chris. Why would Chris lead Tyler to a pozzing? And earlier he saw Hunters cum leaking out of Tylers hole and now he was out in the living room with Greg. Even though he didnt really know Casey, Chris thought he could still save him. Maybe there was an excuse he could come up with that would force the three of them to leave before it was too late. But no excuse was coming. Nothing that would mean all three of them had to leave. Hunter cut off Chris' train of thought. Hunter ran his hand through the boys hair prompting Chris to look up at the naked man standing in front of him. At his eye level was Hunters tattoo. Hunter assumed the boy was looking at his hardening cock. "You want to give it a taste?" "Here take this" Ryan said. He was talking to Chris and gestured to hand him the pipe and torch. "Take a big hit first and then blow it on Hunters cock." Chris just let these men take him out of his self imposed guilt trip. He took the pipe and lit it and took a hit to forget. What was going to happen today was going to happen. Chris released any control he thought he had and worked on getting high again. Instead of blowing the hit onto Hunters cock, he blew it out and took another. Hunter was disappointed at first when he saw the cloud, but saw what was happening when Chris lit the pipe immediately after. "Nice. Get after that high boy." Chris took another big hit and then offered the pipe and torch to Hunter who took it and lit it for himself. As he took his first hit he felt Chris' warm mouth wrap around his cock and when he looked down, he saw the cloud spreading from his cock. To Hunter, there were not many sights that were hotter. He could feel his cock stiffening to its full potential in Chris' mouth. This was really only the second time Chris had a cock in his mouth. He was determined to be good at it and the focus that he gave to the task kept his mind off of the dread that hung over him that drifted further and further away with every hit and each of Hunters thrusts as he began to fuck the boys mouth. Casey and Ryan were locked in a deep kiss holding each other tight. Ryan looked over at Hunter and Chris and liked what he saw but wanted to do the reverse. He pushed Casey onto the bed and kneeled in front of him. He looked up at Casey and grabbed the boys cock. "Um I dont know what this is about but i cant seem to get hard. That never happens, I promise." Ryan smiled. "That's ok. It happens sometimes with some guys who smoke this stuff. There are other ways to give you pleasure though. Lean back." He pushed Casey down so that he was laying down on the bed with his feet still on the ground. Ryan grabbed Caseys legs and placed them onto his shoulders lifting him up a bit. Ryan started by licking Caseys balls which got an immediate response. "Oh fuck fuck" Casey lifted his head to look down at the man giving him a sensation he didnt remember feeling before. He had his balls licked before but it never felt like this. Ryan looked up to make eye contact with Casey but he didnt say anything. Instead he made his way down to the boys taint teasing it with his tongue. Casey squirmed and Ryan had to hold onto his legs to maintain control. He loved what he was doing to this boy. This was only the beginning, he thought. He pushed Caseys legs up a little higher and found the boys hole with his tongue. "Fuck!" Caseys yelp was sudden enough that even Hunter and Chris stopped what they were doing to make sure everything was ok. "Thats hot. You never get rimmed before?" Casey turned to Hunter and shook his head no. "Well you have an expert rimmer for your first time. Ryan definitely knows what hes doing." Casey was just panting, unable to put his feelings into any words beyond "Fuck." Ryan was planning to oblige. Ryan worked his tongue to penetrate Casey and the boys moans took a different tone. It was like a mix of surprise pleasure and hesitation. It made Ryan wonder. He had heard that moan before but only from a certain type. He lifted his head up and Casey immediately looked down with a look of disappointment. "You are so tight. Have you ever had anything in there?" Ryan was smiling. He hadnt expected to take a boys cherry today so this was an amazing surprise if it were true. "Nah I don't....I don't....you know..." "You wanna....try?" Ryan knew to be gentle here and not seem like he was pressuring the boy too much. Before Casey could answer, Ryan went back down and tongue fucked the tight hole. He didnt want to put any pressure on Casey but he wanted to be sure that his tongue was very convincing. He could tell that he was slowly breaking Caseys defenses. Casey was back to being incoherent just moaning at the pleasure. It would only be a matter of time Ryan thought. But when he replaced his tongue with a finger, Casey stopped and froze. He pulled his head up again. "No, wait. No, I don't think I'm ready for that." Casey was nervous. His high couldnt fog this moment for him. "Ok no totally. I'm just trying to make you feel good so if that doesnt do it, we'll stick with the tongue." He smiled and Casey responded with the same. As Casey dropped his head back down upon the bed, he made eye contact with Hunter who was still face fucking Chris. There was a look in the man's face that seemed almost conniving. Hunter kept his focus on Casey as he spoke to Ryan. "You know there is a way we can make him feel good." Casey didnt realize Hunter wasnt speaking to him. "What? Who? What are you..." Ryan looked up at Casey while responding to Hunter. "Oh? Well let's do it then. We're all here to make each other feel good." He got up from his knees and Casey propped himself up on his forearms. "What's going on?" He was confused. Chris pulled off of the cock in his mouth without prompting from Hunter. He knew what was happening. This was the last chance he had to shut this down. He could speak now or let it go. But he couldnt think of what to say. Instead he looked to his hard cock and continued stroking it slowly. His thoughts wouldnt become spoken words. He could deal with whatever guilt arose later. For now, he hoped there was a shot for him too. All this time since the last time he was in this house he could not stop thinking about the feeling of that high. Casey still didnt know what was happening even as Ryan was tying the band around his arm. It wasnt until Hunter approached with a syringe that he started to see clear what was about to happen. "Wait no wait. Whats happening?" Casey was moving to pull himself up off the bed. Ryan gently pushed him back down onto the bed by putting some pressure with his hand on the boys smooth chest. "Dont worry. This will just make you feel really good." "Just ask Chris" Hunter said as he held Caseys arm steady. "He knows how good this feels." Casey looked over to Chris who was standing and watching and stroking himself. At this point, seeing the needle and knowing what Casey was going to experience, any guilt or hesitation was gone. Hunter had just turned Chris from observer to accomplice. "Yeah this will feel great. Even better than the pipe." Hunter wanted to get up and kiss Chris. He knew those words would be enough to reassure Casey and sure enough Casey did seem to relax slightly. Just slightly. Ryan could tell that the boy was still tense. "Just keep steady. This will be over quick." Casey felt the prick of the needle and then saw his blood getting pulled into the syringe. He braced himself as he saw Hunter push the contents into his arm. Whatever he was worried about going into his system had to be put aside he realized. He couldn't go back now. He had no idea how to prepare himself for the effects of this shot. But there was no real way for him to prepare. Everything was happening quickly. He heard and felt the band being snapped off and then Ryan pulled his arm up toward the ceiling. There was a pregnant pause during which all the men almost held their breaths for Caseys response. But in a much shorter time than what it seemed to all four men, Caseys coughing fit started and was as dramatic as it was sudden. Casey clearly did not expect this to be the effect of the shot and was trying to figure out what was happening to him. Ryan just let him ride it out not wanting to interfere with Caseys body while it adjusted to the slam. "Fuck how much did you give him?" Hunter just smiled as he wrapped the band around Chris' arm. "Enough." He smirked at Ryan and then turned to focus on Chris. "You ready for yours boy?" Chris just nodded. He was waiting for this and couldnt voice that desire to anyone until now. A thought came to him as Hunter pulled a syringe from his case. "So you guys dont reuse needles or anything do you?" He whispered it so that Casey didnt hear. He knew it was too late for any action he even remotely considered taking to stop what was going to happen and didnt want to freak Casey out. "No these are cheap. Single use only." He knew what Chris was really asking. Hunter was never interested in pozzing boys with a syringe. He wanted it to happen with both he and his boy experiencing the pleasure of feeling his cum shooting deep inside the boys hole. That feeling could never be matched with the act of pushing the contents of a slam into a boys arm as he was doing at this moment to Chris. As Chris turned away from watching the needle being pricked into his arm he noticed that Caseys coughing fit was subsiding and was becoming something closer to a long moan. Ryan was back down on his knees eating Caseys hole out and the boys head thrashed back and forth with his eyes closed and mouth agape. Yeah, Chris thought to himself, Casey is no longer in this room anymore. He couldnt wait to go to that same place. Just at that moment, he heard the snap of the band being ripped off his arm and felt Hunter raise it to the ceiling. "And blast off" he heard Hunter say.

Sometimes I think about the fact that out there in the world there are men who have been inside my body and know what I feel like inside, and not only do I not know who they are, there is no way now that I can ever know. There have been so many of them. Sometimes the only thing I know about a man is the way his penis feels as it cunts me, and when he’s done I don’t turn to look at him, and then then the door closes - and I realize that I will never know anything more than the feeling of his raw cock using me. In moments like that my purpose in serving men is clearer to me than any other time.

A bit of background first... About a year ago I was at a bookstore with truck parking behind it. I wasn't getting any action inside, so I was ready to bail. I decided to walk around the building and check out the trucks parked behind, I don't usually get any action this way, but on a handful of occasions I've been able to bag a horny trucker that doesn't want to go in the bookstore. On this evening, I happened to get lucky. A guy was in his truck trying to get my attention. Long story short, I ended up in his truck and he fucked me, but unfortunately with a rubber. When we were done, he asked for my number and I gave it to him not expecting to hear from him again. We've been meeting up every time he's this way, and yesterday he messaged me again to see if I could meet up. I met him at the truck stop and found his siting on the bed in his cab with his 8 inch uncut tool already fully hard. I got in and got undressed, and sucked him a while. When he was ready he flipped me over onto my stomach and got behind me. I heard him putting the condom on, but instead of lube he spit on my ass and worked it in. After he was about halfway in, I felt the rubber pop. I didn't say anything, waiting to see if he'd rewrap. He did not. He kept fucking me, even harder than usual. After about 20 minutes of an assault on my hole, with him pulling all the way out and shoving it back in he went balls deep and unloaded deep inside. Normally, he will pull out and wrap his condomed dick in a paper towel. I heard him tearing off paper towels before he pulled out, and he was quickly covering up his bare dick. I acted like nothing happened and made the normal conversation as I got dressed. I hope this will set the tone for our future meetings!

Well I didn't stop thinking about it - Next Saturday I woke up with a massive hardon. When the afternoon came I headed to the bathouse fully expecting not to see the blonde lad. When I arrived I went to the bar for a drink and last weeks guy came past and said "thanks for making me yours". I told him he was welcome. Then I took a shower and went to the steam room. I couldn't believe it as there was the blonde lad sitting in there and as I walked across the room I could see his monster stir beneath his towel. He told me he overheard the other guy begging for my poz load and he knew it was wrong but he also knew it was time and he needed it. I asked him his name and he told me it was Danny. I took his hand and led him to my cabin. We made out and sucked each others cocks. Eventually I said - "do you really want this. I'm not on meds and I'll probably poz you". Danny sat up showing his abs glistening with sweat and said "more than anything - make me pregnant - make me yours". I kissed him as I slid my cock into his tight hole. I licked his ear and said "I'm going to make love to you" and he groaned and slid back on my cock. I picked up the speed ploughing into him and sometimes slowing down to kiss him. I took a sniff of poppers, offered them to Danny who greedily inhaled and then said "poz me sir" and that pushed me over the edge and I shot into his hole - a strong load. Without even touching his cock he shot a massive load of cum onto my chest. I held him in my arms and Danny turned his blue eyes to me and said "I think I love you sir".

Taking loads next Wed 4.21 at Hollywood La Brea Inn. Filming is encouraged but not required. Attempting to break my record of 31 loads. Will be starting at 5pm. You can check out my videos at Twitter.com/labrdedcumdump. You can DM me here or on Twitter. But you can also show up that day to the motel, open up Grindr, or follow the guys going into my room.

Love sucking a cock just coming out another guys hole..piggy as fuck

Standing at the bar I surveyed the offerings of the evening, which were pretty slim for a Friday night. Mostly old guys, not the younger twinks I was looking for. There were a couple I had already done that were desperate for a repeat, and why wouldn't they? I was a God. And I knew it. My name is Josh. I'm a prime piece of 18 (though my fake ID says otherwise) year old all American, blond haired, blue eyed fuck machine. 6'2" of smooth, tan, jock muscle with broad shoulders, hard pecs, narrow waist, washboard stomach, strong thighs, big calves, an amazing rock hard bubble butt, and the fattest 10 1/2" cock anyone would be more than grateful to worship. God damn I'm perfect. But like I said, I like those young leather twinks. Guys I can really lord my awesomeness over while I abuse and dominate them, making them beg for the mere privilege of being in my presence, and thank me while my horse cock rapes their hole like never before. However, I don't like repeats, even though they were desperate for me to take them again. Hell, everyone was desperate for me. Those old leather queens could barely keep their tongues in their mouths as they eyed my splendor, wishing I would give them the time of day. But they can look all they want, they ain't gettin! I took a fresh drink from the bartender and leaned my back against the bar, resting my elbows on the bar, sticking my chest out behind my open leather vest so they could get a good view of this perfect torso they'd never get to touch. One of the guys came up to the bar right next to me to get a drink. He was probably in his 50's, about my height. He wore a leather harness over his very hairy barrel chest. As he waited for his drink he leaned his bearded face into my ear and asked how things were going this evening. I turned my head away as I mumbled a response so he would know I wasn't interested. He just got his drink and went back to where he had been and stared at me. I just drank my drink and ordered another one. As I started my next drink, I started to feel strange, kind of light headed and dizzy. The feeling got stronger, so I figured I needed some fresh air and headed for the door. As I stumbled into the alley, I noticed the guy in the harness had followed me out. He came up to me and wrapped his arms around my chest just as everything went black. I started to come too with no idea where I was. As my foggy head started to clear the first thing I noticed was a rubber mask covering my head. It had plastic eye holes to see out and some kind of tube for breathing. I started to panic and scream and thrash around. That's when I realized I was constrained. It didn't take me long to realize I was in a sling. My arms and legs had been securely tied down so the only movement I could make was a little bit in my torso and my head as I thrashed and screamed. "Looks like my new toy is finally awake." I heard a voice say. "Now the fun can begin." I stared in horror as someone came up to my head. I could see he was holding some kind of glass pipe that he proceeded to light and inhale. The next thing I knew, my mask entirely filled with a thick, white smoke. I had no choice but to inhale it. I coughed a bit as it hit my lungs, but more and more kept comming. Quickly I felt waves ripple through my body as my heart sped up and my brain started to race. Next I noticed someone with a long, thin syringe that had no needle on it. It was filled with some kind of liquid. He proceeded to start to insert it into my ass and I started to panic again. I was a fucking top! I had never had anything in my ass before! But my feeble protests were to no avail. In it went and very soon I started to feel a kind of burning in my ass. Quickly the burning turned to desire. Fuck, my ass was wanting cock. What the hell was happening to me? I didn't have long to ponder my fate as I soon felt something hard pressing against my butthole. My cries of no did no good as I felt a hard cock slide into my virgin hole, spreading my asslips apart, ripping me open. I howeled as my rapist buried himself to the hilt and I felt his pubes grind against my flaming hole. I could hear the room erupt in cheers as this conquest was made. Dear God! How many men were here witnessing my downfall? I could hear all kinds of cameras going off as I took my first cock ever. Again I didn't have long to ponder before the man grabbed my legs and started pounding my ass as hard as he could. I just yelled and cried as I was brutally fucked by what had to be a big cock. He would pull it all the way out before slamming it back in to the hilt. I could feel it deep inside me, plundering past my prostate, opening me deep inside. Much to my shock, after about 5 minutes it started to feel different. It started to feel good. Instead of screaming I started grunting in pleasure. "Oh.......oh.......Oh........Oh." I grunted each time he buried it deep in me. After what seemed like half an hour of steady pounding the mask was removed from my head and someone held my up so I could see my rapist. It was the guy from the bar pounding me with a cock at least the same size as mine. "Look at me boy!" he ordered as he continued to ride me. "I want to see my new slaves face as I breed him for the first time!" With that, he buried himself as deep as he could and pumped me full of his hot cum. I could feel his cock pulse deep in my guts as I got my first breeding ever. When he finished, he pulled out and moved to my head. I could see his cock covered in cum, blood, and some shit. Without a word he just rammed it into my panting mouth and forced me to clean everything off of it. Then again, without a word he started to piss in my mouth. I was shocked and choked and gagged as he emptied himself straight down my throat, but I had no choice but to swallow or drown. He didn't pull out till he was empty. Leaning down into my ear he whispered,"Welcome to your new life, jockboy. You will be the nastiest slut in this city before I'm done with you." My cock hardened at his words.......

Two days ago. A black mixd guy texted me that wanna fuck each other. I knew him because we already had sex many times. When we first met I was standing in a cruising bar’s toilet, in the cubicle. There the doors can’t be closed. Just finished pissing when he opened the door and started to suck me. We sucked and fucked each other there with opened door. Later we met in several orgies. Now he asked me to pick him up bu car at his house. When I arrived he said me to go in because he knew a good place in the house if I was interested. Fuck yes. We went to the elevator. I thought we would go up to the roof but he stopped the elevator between two floors. Took out his cock, pushed my head down. I started to suck him. While I was working on his huge black cock he was playing my ass. Just turned back push me on the filthy floor of the elevator and started to fuck me. Then pulled up to suck him. He did it back and forth until he loaded me up.

With approximately (at last count) 47 billion bottoms on this planet, it boggles the mind that a top would find it necessary to waste his time trying to convince this one, particular bottom to go bare when he's made it clear that's not how he wants it. Move on to someone who does. There's something borderline rape-y about knowing that a bottom wants condom-protected sex only and doing whatever you can to convince him otherwise, especially that bullshit move of pushing a bare cock against his hole. I prefer bare sex now myself - and have for a good while - but I guarantee you, if you'd pulled that shit with me when I still wanted condom-only sex, your cock would be too sore (once I let go of it) for you to fuck anyone for at least a week.

Just earlier after finished work A guy I meet everynow and then, delicious ass. He´d already gotten fucked just before I got there, so he was already a little opened and cum filled. Love it! Fucked him for like 25min, bred him good, and made out while he jerked off til he came

As things come back to some level of normalcy now its fun to see what fun is starting to happen in public again. Saturday night I was out at a local bar that has been known to have a very busy men's room for some fun. After putting my phone and wallet in my front pocket so its harder to have them stolen I went into the men's room to see what I could find. This room is not large but there were a good dozen guys in there of all sorts, some just watching and some actively looking for fun. I see one cute guy sucking a few cocks, he stands up and is stroking the one he was just sucking on. I pulled my cock out and stroke it a few times to start to get it hard. He grabs it and strokes me some more and liked finding my PA, so he bends down to suck on me. His pants were around his ankles so I tried to see if I could raise his ass up and let someone else fuck him while he sucked on me. After sucking for a bit he stood up and turned around to face the wall and begged me to fuck him. What was I too do but give the boy what he asked for. I pushed him forward and slowly slid my cock into him. someone nearby had some poppers so I borrowed them and fed the boy poppers while taking a nice whiff myself. I started to pound the boy hard. Slowing down I whispered in his ear "what do you want?" He told me he wanted my load. So I asked him again what he wanted louder seeing what he would respond just as much and he did. Begging for my load. Holding his hips and slamming into him I unloaded my full balls into his needy hole. I pulled out and put my cock away. As I am standing there watching a few things go on I see this cute guy walk in and watch him, he comes up to the guy I just dropped my load into who is now getting sucked off by someone else and the new guy tells him to stop. he says this is my boyfriend and I am here to protect him. All I could think of was too late now that he has my load in his hole.

Chapter 3 As we walked out of the door, several people were walking towards the door. I initially became aware of my appearance, wearing only the shirt and jockstrap, and then really focused on what was clearly written on the front of the shirt. I began to get nervous and wanted to run. But again, the meth took control, and I just kept walking. Several people made faces and comments and steered clear of the three of us. As we were walking across the parking lot, a couple of guys, not appearing to be together, stared intensely at me, eyeing me up and down. Their leering continued, and they each grabbed their crotch. Sir Y saw this and just told them, “He’s available if you want.” I was slightly shocked and frightened by this. They looked at Sir Y incredulously and looked at each other, and they nodded. Sir Y said to me, “Go around the building faggot, there’s a garbage bin area.” I looked at him and the other men, briefly apprehensive about what was going on. Sir Y’s face began to change, and I knew not to fight. I walked to the end of the building and turned the corner. As he said there would be, I saw a gated area that contained a garbage dumpster. I walked to the gate, looked back to see the four men walking towards me, and then opened the gate and walked in. The structure, a rectangular brick wall enclosure, provided several feet on each side of the dumpster. I walked in, and not knowing what Sir Y wanted me to do, moved about halfway in and got on my knees, immediately feeling the concrete scrape my knees. Sir Y, his friend, and the two guys walked in. As one of the guys started to close the gate, Sir Y told him, “It stays open or nothing happens. The faggot wants to be seen by anyone.” The guy who was closing the gate stopped and looked at the other guy. He just shrugged his shoulders and moved further in as he began unbuckling his belt. I watched as he approached me, followed by the other guy. Neither guy would be considered handsome and had slight stomachs. Before today, I would not have considered them as sexual partners and I doubt they would have picked me out either. The first guy to reach me pulled his semi-hard cock out of his denim jeans as he approached me. As he reached me, I immediately opened my mouth and he pushed his dick in. I began sucking him, getting him hard as he began to get more and more aggressive. He seemed to be about 6-7” hard and not overly thick; a nice average cock. He grabbed my head and began thrusting hard into my mouth. I saw the other guy move to the side, his cock hard and huge. He was watching and jerking what appeared to be at least 9” and as thick as Sir Y. Sir Y was watching and told the guys, “The faggot has a cunt too, not just his mouth.” The first guy pulled out of my mouth and said, “Get up faggot.” I stood up and knowing what was expected, turned around and bent over. The second guy moved to in front of me and grabbed my head, telling me to open my mouth. He immediately shoved his cock as far in my throat as he could. The guy behind me saw the base of the plug and tried removing it, only to get stopped barely after he began pulling. He asked Sir Y, “How big is this? I can’t get it out.” Sir Y told him, “Move” and then told Jose, “Take it out of him.” Jose moved to my ass and told the other guy, “Spread him open.” I felt my ass get spread wide. Jose then told the guy in my mouth, “Get ready to get your dick the rest of the way in the faggot’s throat.” The guy said, “Fuck yeah, this is gonna be good. He’s only got about 6” in, 4” more to go.” I felt Jose grab the base of the buttplug and laughed, “You asked for this faggot.” With the last word out of his mouth, he yanked as hard as he could and I screamed as the plug was ripped out of my cunt, stretching it hard and wide, painfully as he could. As my scream began, the guy in my mouth immediately grabbed the back of my head and shoved the remaining inches of his huge cock deeper into my throat, cutting off both my scream and my airway as my nose was pressed tightly into his hairy and slightly smelly crotch. The guy behind me said, “Holy shit, that had to destroy his hole.” Sir Y corrected him, “It’s a cunt. And that’s what he wants. Now fuck him or get going.” The guy moved behind me and I felt him slide all the way in. I only felt because his pelvis hit my cheeks’; my hole was stretched so wide at first that I couldn’t feel his dick. The guy complained, “Faggot, you better tighten that cunt for me.” It took several seconds, but I was able to clamp my cunt enough that he said, “That’s better” as he began pumping in and out. Sir Y told him, “Harder, fuck him like you know you really want to. Fuck him up.” With that permission, the guy said, “Fuck yeah.” He immediately went into overdrive, pulling out and then slamming back in, harder and harder each time. The guy in my mouth began pulling out and pushing back in, getting more intense each thrust. He told me to look up at him, which I did. He immediately spit on my face, telling me, “You want my cum don’t you?” I nodded and tried to plead as much as I could. He looked at me and said, with sadistic glee, “I only cum when I fuck, so this load goes in your cunt faggot. And it’s gonna hurt.” This guy, with no regard for me, asked Sir Y, “What’s the limit for this faggot?” Sir Y responded, “Do what you want to do.” The guy said, “Really? What EVER I want to?” Sir Y said, “Yes. Tell us what it is you want to do. Though I think I already know.” The guy in me chuckled and said, “Damn your nasty. I gotta take a mean piss, and I don’t want to pull out.” Sir Y said, “Then don’t.” I tried shaking my head, and tried pleading with my eyes. The guy looked down at me, smirked, and asked, “You want my piss, faggot?” I tried shaking my head but stopped when I felt him start pissing anyway. He laughed and said, “Who the fuck cares what you want faggot. Dressed like you are, taking a dick up your cunt out in the open, you’re in no position to say what you want.” He pressed his dick back into my throat and let loose. I felt the piss slide down my throat. I couldn’t swallow or spit it up, but just felt the hot piss going down my throat. After about 10 seconds, the flow stopped and I was thankful it was all over. He pulled his cock, still amazingly hard, out of my throat and into my mouth. He stopped with just the head in my mouth and told me, “Tighten your lips and don’t spill any.” Disgusted by what was happening, as piss play had never been anything I wanted, I reluctantly tightened my lips and he sighed as the piss began again. Now that I tasted it and was able to gag on it, I did. The taste was horribly bitter and very hot. I tried not to swallow, but he just looked at me and said, “Swallow it before it chokes you.” Again, now with tears of shame and disgust falling down my face, I began to swallow it, doing so as I simultaneously tried to not gag and throw up. I heard the guy in my ass mutter, “Disgusting faggot,” as he slammed into me one last, hard time. He groaned, “Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” as he began shooting deep in me. I clamped my hole as tightly as I could and he groaned again, “FUCK, tighten that cunt and work my load out. You disgusting fag. Just taking a load without knowing who it’s from.” After about 10 seconds of shooting multiple ropes of cum, he stopped and slowly pulled his softening dick out. The guy in my mouth finished pissing and slammed his cock down my throat one last time. He held me there, making me fear that he was going to kill me by not letting me breathe. He watched me intently, smirking at the fear in my eyes as I began to lose what little air I had. He pulled out of my mouth, laughing as I spit and choked in air. “Turn around and give me your cunt, faggot.” Without standing up, I maneuvered myself around, presenting my cunt to the 10” inch cock. I came face to cock with the soft cock that had just blown a huge load up my ass. The guy was looking around for something to clean his cock off when I opened my mouth. Sir Y told him, “Make him clean you off. He needs to learn that’s his role.” The guy just whistled, muttered, “Fuck,” and then slid his soft cock in my mouth. I was amazed that, though soft, his cock was still about the same length. I began sucking his dick, making sure to get all the cum, a mixture of his and Sir and Jose’s loads, from his cock and pubic hair, as well as his balls. In addition to the cum, I tasted something bitter and figured that was the taste of meth. I was so focused on the dick in my mouth, that I almost forgot about the monster dick behind. That forgetfulness ended as the dick was slammed into my cunt, this time slamming into that second hole before he could get balls deep. The guy told me, “Open that fucking hole or I’m going to.” I did not know how to do it and then the guy pulled out. I heard a moan from the guy in my mouth and felt him start to piss. “Swallow faggot, you seem to like drinking piss.” The guy behind me again slammed deep into my cunt, again hitting that hole deep inside. Sir Y told him, “Keep pushing, break him open.” The guy grabbed my hips and pulled me backward as he continued to push forward. I felt the head of his cock pressing hard and then felt it; the hole deep in me was finally broken open, and I felt his head breach it and the rest of his cock slide in. Sir Y told him, “Stay still, and wait until this guy is finished.” The guy in my mouth finished pissing and I realized I had swallowed it all, with no gagging. He slowly pulled out and spat in my mouth, “Damn faggot, that was hot. Swallow my spit.” I looked at him as closed my mouth, swallowed his spit, and said, “Thank you for cumming in my ass and pissing down my throat.” He looked at me and just said, “I can’t believe this.” He looked at Sir Y and said, “I was not expecting anything like this to happen at the DM fucking V.” Sir Y responded, “This faggot has been wanting this and is getting it.” I saw him hand the guy a card and say, “Text this number if you want him again. Feel free to share the number with anyone you want.” The guy took the card, looked at and said he would. He moved aside and began getting himself dressed so he could leave. He looked at his watch and said, “Damn faggot, you made me miss my appointment. I’ll have to make you pay for that next time.” I looked at him and said, “I’m sorry Sir.” Sir Y told the guy in my ass, “You still hard and ready to fuck?” The guy slowly moved back and forth in my cunt and said, “Just a few seconds to get fully hard again and yeah, I’ll be ready.” Sir Y said, “Good. We’re gonna record this.” The guy hesitated and said, “Record it? I’m not sure about that.” Sir Y looked at him and told him, “You’re gonna do it if you want to keep fucking him. Your face won’t be recorded. Just your dick as you fuck him and his face as you wreck his inner cunt hole. IS THAT CLEAR?” The guy said, “As long as my face stays out, hell yeah it’s okay.” Sir Y addressed Jose, “Get ready boy, I want you to catch some good video.” Jose grabbed his phone out of his pocket, set up to record and said, “Ready Sir.” Sir Y told the guy behind me, “Pull all the way out and let him get a shot of your cock and the faggot’s cunt.” The guy said, “Get over here and get ready.” I felt Jose move around me and get right next to the guy. “You ready?” and Jose said, “Ready.” With no further warning, the fucker ripped his dick all the way out of my cunt, with as much speed and force as he could. Sir Y said, “Good job, you know what he needs.” Jose said, “Fuck, you pulled his lips out; now he really does look like he has a cunt.” I groaned in pain as the reverse violation occurred, the pain from his cock head being yanked out from that inner hole was excruciating. Sir Y looked down at me and said, “I told you I knew how to open that inner hole. Now, tell me, and the camera what you want.” Jose moved back in front of me, getting a clear image of my face. “Please Sir, can I have another rock? I need more. Then please have the man behind me rape my cunt as hard as he wants.” Sir Y said, “That’s more than I was expecting, but since you asked nicely, yes.” Sir grabbed his baggie out of his packet and I was able to see it for the first time. The guy behind me said, “Oh, hell yeah. This is going to be fun. I had a feeling he was spun. Let me get him even more spun.” Sir Y opened the baggie and took out a piece. I looked at him and said, “Sir, may I choose one?” Sir looked down at me and said, “If you do, it better not be a weak piece.” I said, “It won’t be Sir,” and he handed me the bag, after putting the piece he had back in. Without hesitation, I grabbed the piece that caught my eye. It was the largest piece in the bag, about as large as the one Sir had given me in the bathroom. I looked up at him as he smiled, “You’re a fucking meth whore aren’t you?” “I’m your meth whore Sir.” He took the bag back and told me, “Give him the rock.” I turned as best I could, reaching my hand back, making sure not to drop the rock. I handed it to the fucker and simply said, “Please shove this in my cunt and rape fuck me.” He took it from me and said, “My pleasure cunt fag.” Jose, without being told, moved back behind me in order to capture this. The man told me, “Spread your cheeks so we can get a clear shot.” I reached back and spread my ass open. I heard Jose say, “Okay, he’s ready.” I felt fingers at my hole, and I felt the rock being rubbed around my cunt, slid in and pulled out. “Please Sir, shove it in me. I need it. Please.” “Ready?” “Ready.” I felt the fingers jammed into my cunt, shoving deep in as the rock was pushed in. I felt the scrape and the burn. I pushed back, wanting the rock as deep in me as possible. The guy said, “Fuck, you are hungry.” I realized as I reached the base, that he had three fingers all the way in, but I still needed more. Bigger. “Please, give me something big,” I said this as I began rocking back and forth on his fingers, slamming down each time. “Bigger? Like my dick back in your cunt?” I looked at Sir Y, who was looking down at me, seeming to already know what was going to happen. He nodded his head and quietly said, “Do it faggot.” I pushed back down the guys fingers and said, “Bigger. Bigger than your cock.” The guy asked, “What the fuck is bigger than…” and then paused. “Are you saying what I think you are? If so, you need to ask me. No you need to beg me.” “Please Sir, give me more. G-g-give me your fist. Fist my cunt. Fist my cunt out here where anyone can see.” “Holy fuck. I can’t believe it. You sure?” “Yes, give me your fist.” He yanked his three fingers out, pulling cum out with him. I felt him place his fingers back at my hole and I immediately started pushing back. I felt my hole stretch open as I rode down his hand. He pushed forward and his hand moved up into me. I could still feel the rock burning as it melted inside my cunt. I pushed back as far as I could, but could not get all the way down. He tried pushing, but there seemed to be no way my hole would stretch enough. Even as the meth took full control, and I rode up and down on his hand, my hole stopped at the widest part of his hand. Sir Y looked down at me and said, “You begged for this faggot, you better get it in there.” He tossed the guy a bottle of lube and said, “Get the rest of your hand lubed.” The guy moved his hand out of my cunt and poured lube on his hand and my cunt. Sir Y told him, “Get down on your knees faggot,” which I did. The guy behind me said, “Oh yeah,” and I felt him follow suit. Sir Y took the baggie out again and handed the guy another shard. “Shove this in him and give it a few seconds to get him fully spun.” The guy shoved as deep as he could, held his fingers in and held the rock to my cunt walls. I felt the burn start quickly and intensely. My head began to swim, and my ears began to ring. It got hard to breathe, and I coughed when I could not breathe. Sir Y said, “He’s ready. DO IT.” The guy pulled out, prepped his hand and pushed in again. I wobbled, but was able to steady myself and push back to meet him. Again, the hand was resisted. Sir Y got down in front of me, took hold of my shoulders and said, “Take it faggot. Take that man’s hand.” “Pull out.” I felt the hand pull out from my cunt. “All together on three,” Sir said to the guy. The fingers, with more lube, were placed back at my hole. “One.” The fingers slid in a little “Now.” Sir pushed me backwards as the man shoved his hand into my cunt. Without being aware of it happening, I was not prepared to resist. I screamed out as, with some resistance, the hand fully breached my cunt. “Oh fuck, please no. Take it out. It’s too much.” As if as one, all three men said, “Shut the fuck up faggot.” Sir Y looked at me and said, “You begged for this faggot, it’s not ending because you want to be a pussy. It ends when I decide it ends.” The guy behind me moaned out, “Fuck. My hand is in his cunt. Fucking amazing.” I continued to moan and whimper, “Please. Oh god it hurts.” I felt the guy start moving his fingers around in my cunt, causing even more pain. And then it happened. I couldn’t tell when, but gradually, the pain disappeared. He found my prostate and began applying pressure to it. The fullness moved from painful to pleasure. Sir Y saw the look in my face, my eyes rolling up as I moaned. “Give me the camera. Look at me faggot.” I struggled to focus. “Now faggot.” I was able to focus on him and the camera in my face. “Oh god, it…” “Tell us faggot.” “It, it…” “Faggot, tell us what’s going on in that cunt of yours.” “It feels so full, oh Sir, it’s so full.” “That’s what you begged for faggot. Isn’t it? You wanted his fist didn’t you. Were you so stupid and so fucked up that you begged him to shove his whole hand in you? Isn’t that what you wanted?” I groaned as the guy continued moving his hand, slowly turning it, pushing in a bit more, and then hitting my prostate again, eliciting another whimper from me. “Yes, yes Sir. I begged him to fist my cunt. I begged him to fist my meth whore cunt. I needed it.” “Yes faggot, you did beg him for it. Now, beg him for what you need now.” “Sir? What I need?” “Yes faggot, focus on that man’s hand in your cunt. Feel that meth in you, controlling you, demanding what you need. Now tell him.” I did as Sir Y said, focusing on the meth spiral I was in and the hand in me. The wall came down and I knew. “Please Sir, fuck me with your hand. Fist me and wreck my cunt.” As I said this, I pulled forward before pushing back on his hand, trying to get more of it in. “Oh, faggot. I’m going to give you that, and you’re gonna keep begging for more.” “Get the camera back here, you’re going to want this.” Jose took the camera and moved back. The guy pulled backward, stretching my hole to it’s widest as he rested his hand at the widest point of his wrist before sliding back in. He did this several times, twisting his hand each time. I continued to moan and whimper, but was also pushing back on his hand. I looked up and noticed a couple more guys standing at the gate, watching me get fisted, on my knees, in a garbage area. This is what I needed to be. I looked at Sir Y and said, “Thank you Sir. This is for you.” When I felt the hand in my cunt start to pull backward again, I pulled forward. This time his hand did not stop. I groaned as I pulled my whole cunt off his hand. Jose and the man both said, “Fuck, look at that cunt.” I reached back and felt it. The cunt was open wide and the lips were stretched out. Before anything could be done to stop me, I pushed back, slamming my cunt back over his hand, not letting it stop at the widest part. I rode my cunt all the way back and over his wide part until he fully breached me again. “Please, fist my faggot cunt.” For the next several minutes, he fisted me deep, pulling out and slamming in, going deeper and deeper each time. As he continued to hit my prostate, I felt an orgasm coming on. Sir Y saw the look on my face and said, “What do you want boy?” I looked him in the eyes and said, “ I want to make myself cum with his hand in me.” “Do it boy, shoot your faggot cum on the ground.” I pressured my cunt walls and rode his hand so that it continued to hit my prostate. Within a minute, I felt it. I groaned as my dick started spewing cum all over the ground. I whimpered in pleasure and the guy groaned, “Fuck dude you’re gonna break my wrist.” After what seemed like an hour of cumming, I was spent. My hole relaxed as I slumped face first into the ground. The guy slowly pulled his hand out and with one last effort, he said to Jose, “Final wreckage.” I heard him lube up again, and I pleaded, “No more.” “Fuck you faggot. I told you I only cum when I fuck, and you’re not going to shoot your load and leave me with blue balls. Now keep your fucking mouth shut. Except to groan in pain when I do what I’m gonna do, cause it’s gonna hurt.” “N..” I felt it. His clenched fist. At my cunt lips. Then I felt him pushing forward. My mind broke at that moment. This was too much, this was not what I wanted. It was. I pushed back with what energy I had. “That’s it faggot, take it.” The pain was overwhelming and I lost all focus on the world around me. My entire world was my cunt as his clenched fist broke through and slid in me, stretching me wider than before. “Oh fuck, Sir. Oh fuck.” “Damn faggot, I didn’t think you could take it.” As if getting a renewed lease on life, I got back up and shocked everyone. I pulled myself off, completely, from his clenched fist. Before he could do anything more, I then pushed back, immediately taking it back in my wrecked cunt. He then took over, pulling out and pushing back in a few more times. He groaned after several of these, “I need to shoot my load.” I begged him, “Please shove it in me” He began to pull out and I tightened my hole. “Shove it in me.” “What the…” “Please, do it.” He maneuvered himself up, placed his lubed dick at my hole, and began pushing in. “SHOVE IT IN ME!!!” He realized what I meant and said, “You got it faggot.” With that, he pushed as hard as he could and slammed that huge cock, through my already stuffed cunt, and slid it into me. “Fuck me mother fucker. Fuck my cunt and shoot your load in it.” With that, he began slowly, and then with increasing force, began fucking my cunt alongside his hand. “OH FUCK!!!” “Oh fuck, beg me bitch. Beg me for my load.” “Fuck me Sir, blow your load in me. Shoot your load deep in me.” “Oh yeah you fucking faggot.” I did not expect what was coming next. All at once, he pulled backwards and yanked his fist and cock out at the same time. I groaned loudly as the pressure was immense and wonderful. He then rammed that dick deep in me, breaching that inner hole again, painfully. He did this three or four more times, pulling all the way out before slamming back in. “Oh fuck. Faggot, take my load.” He slammed in one last time, past that inner hole and began jerking, shooting a huge load deep in me. He jammed in and out several times, making sure that every drop got far in my cunt. He fell on my back, in exhaustion, causing me to fall forward on the ground. I could feel his breathing, and it sounded as if he was crying. I felt tears coming down on my face as he told me, “You broke me faggot. I’ve never been that hardcore. You broke me.” After several minutes of us lying there, with Sir Y, Jose, and the now three guys watching, he pulled out of me. He held my cheeks wide, for Jose to get a final shot. Jose put the phone in front of my face and I smiled in exhaustion as I looked at my cunt. I wanted it wrecked, and it was as close to wrecked as it could be. It was still open, with the gash now looking to be about three to four inches high and at least an inch wide. I could see the red of the walls of my cunt and cum leaking out. I noticed the butt plug still sitting on the ground where Jose had dropped it. He saw my gaze and just asked, “You or me?” “You.” He picked it up, moved behind me and told me, “On your knees faggot.” I managed to push myself up and was prepared for the plug. I heard lube being smeared and was sure it was on the plug. Then I heard him say, “May I Master?” Sir Y looked at me and then at him and said, “Yes.” Without notice, I felt Jose’s hand slide up in me, with no resistance. He then added his dick, with very little resistance. I felt movement, realizing what was happening. He grabbed his dick and began jerking off. Within a minute, I heard his breathing deepen. “Oh fuck, faggot I’m jerking off in your cunt. Take it.” My hole stretched even wider, but I was so far gone that it didn’t hurt, as he shot his load deep in me. After a minute of cooling down, he pulled his soft cock and then his hand, out of me. I then felt the tip of the butt plug. He pushed it and with no resistance, it slid all the way in. I collapsed on the ground. I was done. At least I thought I was….

Chapter II. We played the next couple of days more than we had in a while, and each time, I bagged up and lasted longer. It was like our former passionate fuckfests were back again. It felt like his hole was looser than it had been in a while too. We fucked daily, and I shot big loads nightly into those condoms. I even got a dildo, a good three inches longer than my cock, and I worked it in his hole before fucking him. He was steadily getting looser. Towards the end of the week, I asked if he was going to see about getting some hung dick to open him up more than the dildo could. He blushed and confessed that Brad had been fucking him every day over their lunch break. I ate his ass and worked the new dildo into his hole as he told me about his weekday sessions. My boy’s story was so hot that I put on a condom, and slid inside, slowly fucking him so as not to cum too soon. My boy told me that during lunch on Monday, Brad had bent him over his desk and pulled his pants down. He was so hot to fuck my boy again that he didn’t even fully undress! In fact, he was in such a hurry that he nearly forgot to put on a condom. My boy had to remind him that he was there to get his hole stretched, not to take loads. My boy continued his story as I played with his hole. I loved how loose he stretched-out hole felt on my bagged-up cock. I’d work a finger inside my boy along my dick as he went on. My boy moaned as he described Tuesday’s session. Brad railed him in the warehouse, safely wrapped with an XL rubber. Another worker stumbled on them and watched the whole thing. After Brad pulled out, the worker asked if he could join in their next lunchtime session. I recognized the name of the warehouse worker, Adam, as being one of the foremen, and I knew he was tall and muscular from seeing him at holiday parties. That Wednesday, Adam watched as Brad lubed my boy up and fucked him, safely. Adam got close and held my boy’s cheeks apart for Brad to fuck. When Brad came in the condom, Adam pulled it off and drizzled his POZ seed into my boy’s opened hole, and slid in raw, lubed up with Brad’s cum as fucked it into my boy, filling him with his own seed. He inseminated my boy. After that, they decided that condoms wouldn’t be needed again. That night, I’d fucked their loads deeper into my boy’s guts without knowing it. My boy told me that he felt safe taking loads, with me rubbered-up it wasn’t like he was putting me at risk. His slimy stretched out pussy felt amazing, even through my condom. Brad and Adam repeated the rawfucking feat on Thursday, skipping condoms altogether, both Brad and Adam breeding him after taking turns coring out my boy’s recently tight hole. And now, Thursday night, here I was churning those loads in my boy’s guts with my own safe cock. I couldn’t help but shoot a huge load into the rubber reservoir. My boy poured my cum into his gooey hole and fingered himself, suggested I visit for some extra special lunchtime activities. I made sure to clear my schedule for the following afternoon. On Friday, Brad’s partner visited to bring lunch. I’d hadn’t met Jim before, but had heard he was just as hung as Brad. As he shook my hand, I shuddered when I saw the red biohazard tattoo back of his right hand. I knew Jim was just as POZ as his partner. My boy had reserved the conference room, and Jim had brought along some toys. Adam stripped my boy down and handed me a box of condoms with a wink, saying, ‘These are just for you.’ Brad bent my boy over the table as Jim lubed up an obscenely big dildo. He worked in into my boy’s hole as Adam kept his cheeks spread wide. I couldn’t help but jerk off, seeing these three guys open up my boy, his hairy pussy on display for us all to see. Brad smiled at me explaining, ‘We big guys want to last a few minutes too.’ Stretching him out helped them enjoy their bare fucks longer before getting their nut too. Brad went first. It was so hot seeing his beercan-thick cock spread my boy’s hole wide. I loved seeing Jim’s tattooed hand holding and caressing his man’s balls as they slammed into my boy. When Brad came, he came deep. Brad planted his seed so deep inside that none poured out when he pulled back. Jim took his place and took his time. He started with my boy in the same position, face down bent over the table. Jim had him flip over onto his back, never pulling out. This meant that my boy needed me to stand on one side and hold his legs back so Jim could really pound deep. He lasted a respectable amount of time and shot his POZ load deep inside my boy too. Jim pulled out and I helped my boy relax his legs for a moment. Adam sat in a big leather chair and pointed his big raw cock right up in the air. He begged me over and had me hold his cock while my boy sat right down on it. My boy’s pussy was well and truly opened up, so he took delight in sinking all the way down on it. Adam chuckled something about digging for oil, and I realized what he meant as I saw globs of Brad and Jim’s mixed cum drooling down Adam’s big cock. As I sat on the floor guiding Adam into my boy, Jim rearranged me onto all fours, so my ass was up in the air. Brad smeared some of their leaking seed onto his fingers and started working into my hole saying, ‘You know, if you take our cum you can go back to fucking your boy raw, like all of us. Wouldn’t that be wonderful?’ I couldn’t help but think it would be amazing. I let Jim finger my ass as I lapped at Adam’s big full balls. Adam concentrated on getting his load into my boy and really took his time. My boy’s legs were wearing out and he was covered in a sheen of sweat as the third big dick of the day stretched him out. When he couldn’t take it anymore, Adam relented and rewarded him with a big load shot very deeply. When he pulled out, his cock was covered in mixed clotted cum. He winked at me again. Brad and Jim got my boy back into his first position, face down leaning over the edge of the table. Jim guided my hips to my boy’s ass and Brad held the base of my condom-covered cock. Jim eased up behind me and I could feel his heat and his massive cock sticky with seed. When I fucked forward, Jim got closer to me. To pull out, I was backing onto his raw cummy cock. He slipped inside me, greased up with so much sperm. It only hurt for a minute before feeling deeply satisfying. I let out a guttural moan, and my boy grinned up at me, groaning, ‘Those big raw cocks feel so good, don’t they?’ I couldn’t help but agree. Brad still had his hand gripping the rubber ring at the base of my cock. He kept working a finger underneath, slowly rolling it up. Eventually the rubber was rolled up just around my cockhead. ‘It’s time,’ he said. Jim and Adam’s hand met Brad’s and they pulled that condom off my cock, where it was sucked inside my boy’s gaping pussy. It looked so hot seeing that biohazard-tattooed hand prying off the last barrier of protection off my cock. Feeling their spunk and how loose my boy’s cunt was felt so good. I was able to hold off cumming too soon before I felt Jim, deep inside me, growing. His cock got even bigger, balls-deep inside me, and then I felt a wet warmth spreading deep in my guts. Jim had just gushed his wet POZ load deep in my hole. We got ourselves together and cleaned up, only a little sweaty. Both my boy and I slowly leaked their cum as we went out for a beer and a late lunch. We sat around a booth, Jim, me, Brad, my boy, and Adam. I realized that Brad had one finger inside both me and my boy as we ordered our meal. Brad asked if I was happier with my boy’s stretched-out hole, and I eagerly nodded, thanking them for stretching us both out. Brad turned to my boy and asked if he was ready to start fucking me now, my own stretched-out hole now hungry for raw cock. My boy nodded and told me he couldn’t wait to get my hole stretched out and filled up by other hung buddies too. At the end of the day, he was also worried about cumming too soon when fucking me! Brad grinned saying, ‘I think we need to keep you boys both stretched out and cum-filled.’ My boy looked at me, silently pleading me to say yes. And I did. Our buddies now keep our holes stretched open, ready for raw use by any number of men. And thanks to Brad and Jim, we both regularly take raw POZ cock and cum. That, right there, is the key to a happy relationship.

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I like it more when the sub is soft and not enjoying it, it turns me on that they are doing it for my pleasure and not theirs. I try to make it hurt them. A chastity cage can work too though. Same the other way around, I don't really like being fucked at the time, so always lose my hardon - but like the thought of it afterwards

That sounds like a hot way to make your point. I am afraid I would be asking for it again. 😉😈

When I got home, Grandad was in the kitchen watching my mother prepare dinner. He was sat on a kitchen chair wearing an old, stained bathrobe which was open at the front. He was stroking his cock as she prepared the food at the counter. "Hi Timmy" She said as I came in. "You're a little late." "Yeah, just kicked around with Peter on the way home." Grandad grinned, and continued to stroke his cock which was now rigid against his hairy belly. "Bet you got up to no good," He winked at my mother. " A friend saw you go in the toilet earlier." I blushed and nodded. "Naughty boy." Said Mom casually, " You never know what you might catch." Grandad laughed. "Too late for that! Show us your arse, Timmy. I bet its dripping!" Mom wiped her hands on a towel and raised an eyebrow. "Well?" She said. I undid my belt and pushed my trousers and pants down. They ignored my stiffening cock as grandad pulled me face down over the table. He pulled my cheeks apart and said "Thought so! Look how wet it is!" Mom laughed and slapped my arse. "Bad boy! Guess you'd better atone and do your grandad a favour." She returned to the counter as grandad got to his feet, dropped the robe and got behind me. I grunted as his shaft slid easliy up me through the lube and spunk and he began to thrust happily in and out. "N..nice.." He gasped. "...what time...oof...what time is dinner?" She turned and checked the clock. "About twenty minutes, I guess. Now hurry up 'cos I need to lay the table." "Yes, mam!" He laughed and began to seriously fuck me, working himeslf up to a climax. She came and stood beside us, stroking my hair and tweaking his nipples. "Gonna cum....aaah!" He cried as his cock throbbed and throbbed and spurted in me. Eventually, he stood back and his softening cock plopped out of my hole which dripped onto the floor "Right," my mother said, slapping my bum again. "Get that mess on the floor cleaned up then the pair of you clear off whilst I finish dinner."