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Author's Note: While I usually write my own stories, sometimes I get turned on my someone else's and decide to insert myself as a main character. Then I revise the story. This one is based on the last part of a terrific story I read here, "Pozzed on Stage." I hope the author will appreciate that he inspired me to borrow and adapt his work. Theatre Debut It all started harmlessly enough. My wife Beth and a few of her girlfriends decided to attend a live gay sex show downtown to celebrate her 35th birthday. I thought it was an odd choice but didn’t object. Then things became uncomfortable. One of them learned they could only be admitted if they were with a man (presumably gay), so they decided to invite me. The friend, a cute blonde named Peggy, said, “Beth, you always told us you thought Andy might be gay. He’ll be perfect.” They all giggled as I blushed beet red. When we arrived, the director stood at the door. As soon as he spotted me, he said, “Hey, wanna be in the show tonight? You’re really cute. Besides, it’s all simulated sex.” That set Peggy off. “Oh, go ahead, Andy. You’ll fit right in.” The others joined her in encouraging me, even Beth, though she had a funny expression on her face. I wondered whether she had planned this in advance. The next thing I knew the director led me, Beth, and Peggy into the dressing room while their other friends found front-row center seats. There were a half-dozen other men there, all shedding their clothes and donning leather gear and thongs, strapping on cock rings, and oiling their bodies. They were all gorgeous and well-built. I began to strip, too. The director handed me a studded leather cock ring, a black leather dog collar with a silver buckle, and a black jock strap. I found myself getting turned on and felt my cock stiffening. Peggy noticed and teased me. “Andy, look how excited you are. I guess you’re really in your element, aren’t you?” I didn’t say anything but my mouth was dry. What was happening to me? I had always thought of myself as straight. Beth decided to pile on. “You know, honey, Peggy is right. These guys are all hunks. You’re so much skinnier and smaller. I think we should make you look more like a fag.” With that, she removed her wristwatch, which I had given her. It had a thin leather band and a small round face and was very feminine. “Put this on.” I obeyed. I noticed the other men were watching me. Then she slipped off her diamond solitaire engagement ring and slid it onto my ring finger. As I looked at myself in the mirror, I felt a tingle run up my spine. I really looked like a sissy, especially with the jewelry, and it felt so erotic that I was surprised. “Oh, that’s hot, man,” said a one of the guys, a handsome, hairy bear, wearing a leather harness, black jock strap, and black work boots. “I want you to perform with me tonight.” The director nodded his approval. “Center stage, boys.” Beth said, “Perfect! You’ll be right in front of us. I can’t wait for the show. See you soon.” She gave me a chaste peck on my cheek and left with Peggy to take their seats. The director gathered us around for final directions. My bear put his arm around my shoulder and I held his waist. He smiled at me and I felt a strong arousal, which surprised me. The director spoke to us. “The play starts with the two of you being attracted to each other and going right into bareback sex with the bear breeding his bottom. That’s you, Andy. And lose those jockstraps now. The show will be far more powerful if the audience doesn’t have to use their imaginations to get rid of the clothing. They need to see your cocks.” “But what if we get hard out there?” I protested. “You better fuckin’ get hard,” the director answered. “We want this to look believable.” The bear looked at me, slipped out of his jock, and smiled. “The show must go on.” I did the same. Squeezed by the leather ring, my cock was already rock hard. Just moments later the curtain opened and the other male couples went on stage to loud applause. My bear and I separated to enter from opposite sides when we were called. After a few moments, the director announced, “And now let’s welcome tonight’s audience volunteer performer, Andy!” I heard clapping and obscene calls. It made me feel like a pure sex object, which was a real turn-on. There were already a half dozen other men on stage fondling, sucking, and fucking each other. I was too fixed on my co-lead’s huge erection standing at attention and pointing right at me to notice if the others were simulating the sex or really doing it. My eyes met the bear’s from across the stage. We moved toward each other as if there were powerful magnets pulling us together. From the corner of my eye, I saw Beth, Peggy, and their friends seated front and center, applauding like the others. When we met at center stage, the bear turned his hairy butt to the audience while I dropped to my knees in front of him, screened by his bulk from the audience’s view. I held his thick, stiff cock and looked up into his eyes. It was the first time I had ever held another man’s dick. Something came over me at that instant. Rather than just pretending to give him a blow job, I began to lick the head of his rod. I really liked it, which surprised me. Then I took his powerful erection deep into my throat, gagging immediately. He muttered, “Game on,” grabbed my head, and started a relentless face fuck. By now the audience had caught on and they were cheering. The bear shifted his feet to half turn so the audience got a side-on view of my oral ministrations. They roared encouragement, especially Peggy and my wife’s friends. I didn’t hear Beth’s voice, but out of the corner of my eye I could see her staring intently at me. I heard Peggy say loudly, “See, see, I told you he was gay!” My next move was to stand and passionately kiss the bear co-lead. I noticed Beth’s pretty watch, which looked so perfect on my slender wrist. The stage lights caught her diamond ring, sparkling on my delicate finger. I felt so feminine and sexy! In that instant I realized there were only gay men on that stage. Whistles and cheers; the audience was wild with animalistic passion. The bear broke our kiss but held me in his embrace. He licked and bit my neck. My eyes locked with Beth’s. Her gaze was ice cold. I could only imagine what she was thinking. The bear leaned into my ear and whispered so only I could hear him. “You started this. Now we’re going to have to finish this with the same realism.” His words reverberated down my spine to the tip of my toes and made my exposed hard cock twitch. I knew what he meant. Suddenly, he pushed me down onto an ottoman, on my back, with my legs apart in the air and my hairy ass exposed. He moved me and the ottoman sideways to give the audience a better view. His face soon met my hole and he gave me my first rim job. I moaned loudly with pleasure as his tongue probed my hole. The audience was whistling and cheering. I loved doing this in front of a crowd – my inner exhibitionist had taken over. Except for one irksome detail. My brain was screaming “condom.” I asked him in a stage whisper loud enough for only him to hear over the crowd, “Do you have a condom?” “I'm stark naked here, man. Of course I don’t have a condom.” “Then turn me back so we can fake it to get through this scene.” He snarled, “No fuckin’ way, man,” spit on his hand, and lubed my hole. Then he spit again and lubed his massive cock. With his raw nob at my vulnerable hole, again in a stage whisper, he asked, “So are you going to stop this show, or must the show go on?” His eyes melted from angry to an irresistible, warm lust. I knew deep inside that I had to please my top. “Let’s do it,” I gasped. “The show must go on. Fuckin’ breed my ass.” Slowly but steadily his massive cock started to penetrate my ass. At first the pain was intense and I felt a burning sensation. Then suddenly my ass opened on its own and seemed to swallow his dick willingly. I gasped loudly as the audience applauded. I felt an incredible warmth and fullness that radiated throughout my body. The crowd seemed ready to riot, they were making so much noise, standing and cheering. I turned my head and saw Beth, Peggy, and their other girlfriends joining in the uproar. I gripped my bear’s thick forearms and noticed again my pretty jewelry. I was now totally into our performance. I said loudly, “Damn right, you know what I need, fuck me raw.” “Only way I play.” “Yeah, daddy bear, fill my ass with your big, bare cock!” “Oh, yeah, you like my risky, daddy-bear pistol up your ass, don’t you slut?” The word “risky” didn’t register on me. “Love your cock, daddy, need your cum.” “You want daddy to breed you?” “Fuck, yeah, breed my ass, daddy. Seed me!” “Are you positive?” he said loudly, so the entire audience could hear. “Yes, I’m positive, breed me now.” “So you are positive, that’s HIV-positive?” Suddenly the room became quiet as the crowd focused on what my bear and I were saying. The other male couples on stage stopped and moved toward us to watch. “What? Fuck no, I’m not poz … wait ….what … are you?” “A bit late now with my toxic dick and precum already deep inside you.” I wasn’t in a play anymore, but in real life and overcome with fear. The audience was silent now. You could have heard a pin drop. “Fuck, no, then you better pull out!” I yelled. “Pull out now!” Then Beth said in a cold voice that everyone could hear. “Don’t pull out. That’s my husband. Poz the little faggot.” The entire audience cheered and started chanting, “Poz him! Poz him! Poz him!” My bear looked at Beth and smiled. Then he leaned in and gave me the most passionate deep tongue kiss I had ever experienced. I melted and forgot what we had just been talking about, forgot that we were in front of an audience. It was just two men about to experience the ultimate intimacy. The chanting grew louder, into a roar that filled my ears. “POZ HIM! POZ HIM! POZ HIM!” I moaned deeply and my hands instinctively grabbed my top’s big hairy ass and pulled his cock in even deeper. For a moment I thought of my wife and realized she could see her dainty watch and pretty engagement ring. She knew our marriage was over and so did I. My top’s voice reverberated through me again like a spartan sword claiming, demanding me to give over my life, my all. “I’m very close. Where am I going to cum?” “In me. Breed me! I need all your beautiful cum!” I shouted so everyone in the theatre could hear. The bear bellowed and roared as his entire body tensed. I felt him buck and release as I held him deep inside my ass, my eyes locked on Beth’s. Inside me I felt a warm wetness. I never wanted it to end.

I’m Jason, a gay 21yr old twink. 180cm, 75kg, shaggy blonde hair and completely free of facial hair, smooth body except for a triangle of pubic hair, a snail trail up to my navel and armpit hair. I’m cut, around 9” long when hard, and 6” around the hard shaft. I’ve found the little blue pill increases that rock hard size by ½ an inch on both counts. I love my cock being played with while I bottom. Whether its hard, semi hard or soft, still feels fucking amazing…I prefer to bottom. But I have been known to top. I had long had a fascination with gay pnp and had been reading stories and watching videos since I was about 16 years old. I was a virgin until I was 18, and by then, even though a virgin I was already pretty sure of what I wanted sexually. My preference was for other hung twinks, and also jocks. But I was open to all, except for guys who don’t know what ‘good personal hygiene’ means! To me, the only thing that should taste like cheese, is…. cheese! I began my sexual encounters using gay hook up sites, such as BBRT and Squirt, NKP, Grindr, Scruff etc. I soon realised that I wasn’t your average twink, as most of the ones I hooked up with ended up being airheads. But the odd one was like me, focused on great sex and wanting to push limits. Jocks were quite a bit better, but I began to find that the bears and daddies were like gold. I am not stupid, and quickly realised that a lot of these older bear/daddy types were willing to do pretty much whatever with a hot young guy who was serious about having long wild sex sessions. Of course, that meant that some of my wildest fantasies could be achieved with these guys. And of course, I also had by now, several twink and jock type fuck buddies who were not flakes so I was in a good place. I was particularly horny this particular night and was keen to get wild. I had not yet experienced pnp sex but knew deep inside that I wasn’t interested in puffing as much as getting straight to the point. Yup, a slam and getting totally wild. I wanted a long wild session with like-minded guys. Guys who where addicted to owning a slutty hole for many hours, even days. Because this had been the object of my fantasies since watching and searching out everything about gay pnp, I was primed. I decided, right then and there, that this did not have to happen tonight. If it did, that would be like some kind of miracle. I had already worked out that most hookups don’t happen as planned, and that a lot of guys on these hook up sites would talk for hours then when you put the hard word on them to actually hook up, all of a sudden it was now too late as they have work in the morning…or. the budgie is sick, or I have to feed the goldfish…WTF, you know what I mean, weak lame ass excuses! So I’m thinking, I want to set the stage for my ultimate hook up, or at least one of my many fantasies, can play out at least close to, if not BETTER than the actual movie playing in my mind. I’m thinking group, sling, toys, hung tops, fist…and then that little voice kicks in, “Hey buddy, you have only been fucked a few times! What makes you think you can progress from that to being gang fucked, toyed and even fisted’? Straight away the other little evil cheeky voice kicks in and says ‘A BIG FAT TINA SLAM- that’s what!” And the first voice meekly replies, Oh…yup, fair comment…” and that voice retires for the weekend! So how do I start? I think for a few seconds, then think, OF COURSE, a ‘Quick-Connect ad on BBRT!’ I get straight on it. I am sitting at my gaming desk, stark naked with a raging hard-on, slowly jerking my cock every now and again as I focus on placing an ad. I know I have to word the ad carefully, as no mention of drugs is allowed. I begin to type. “Inexperienced hung bottom verse twink, can host or travel, seeking top verse guys to help me go from mild to wild in seconds. Seeking a long session with hung top verse guys who are open to anything, so long as the chemistry is right…DM me if keen” . I was oozing precum as I typed. I read then re-read what I had written, my cock twitched and more precum oozed out of my piss/cum slit. This was it, now or never. I clicked submit before I could change my mind. I suddenly thought, if anyone replies, I am not really ready! I quickly got up and went to the bathroom and got the douche hose running so the water was warm and reasonably fast. I inserted it in to my already hungry hole and felt the pleasure of my hole filling with water, and the pressure As bead of cum oozed out of my cock as I squatted in the shower recess. I felt so full and pushed out, evacuating my bowels of the influx of water as well as the rest of the contents, feeling so horny as I washed it all away. I repeated the process about 5 times over, till everything was crystal clear, then got out and dried off. I went back to my room and looked at the screen on my PC. There were 20 new messages! I rubbed some lube on my hungry hole, and pushed my fingering. Then I grabbed a medium sized butt plug and inserted it. It went straight in. I then sat down to read the messages which had come through as I was douching. I opened the email tab. At a quick glance, 7 were from the same profile. The profile name was ‘IDAREYOU’, which made me leak more precum and my hole clench around the butt plug and then involuntarily relax. I opened the first email from him. It read…’I specialize in transforming bottom verse sluts into total sluts in heat, not just willing, but begging to be fucked and used. No mild, all wild. Intense but sane long sessions.’ Straight away I checked his profile. He was a 57 year old bear type, with a huge cut thick cock. His face was clean-shaven, as were his balls. He was 173cm, 90kg and quite hairy. And his face was hot, kind of a chiselled ex-surfer kind of look. And one pic he had his tongue out, provocatively indicating he was not afraid to eat ass. At this point cum just began oozing out of my cock. It had never been this hard and throbbing ever before. And usually after I cum, its all over. But this just made me even more horny. It was about 7pm, so the night was still very young and I was by no means tired. In fact, I was now hornier for some real heavy wild play than I had ever been. I then opened his next email. “Best you come here boy. I have a dungeon specially for wild play”…that’s all it said. Even more cum oozed out of my solid cock! I could hardly contain myself. This sounded exactly like what I was looking for. I opened the next email. “I am only interested in slamming and long wild fun”… well, you can guess what happened. It seemed like there was a tap on my cock that was stuck in the on position, cum flowing freely. So now the fourth message. “I only fuck bareback.” This produced more cum. So now to his 5th email. “Sorry slut. I meant WE only fuck bareback”… Email number 6. “You need to be prepared to have your hole totally and completely owned’” Well, I didn’t really fully comprehend what that meant, but I knew I desired everything so far that he had said, and in my mind, also accepted what he was wanting to do. Then I opened his 7th email. “OK you little twink slut. Get this. There are 6 of us here partying, all tops and top verse. We would love to be the ones to give you your first slam (of several, BOY) and we are willing to do so as a gift to you from us. But you need to respond within the next 10 minutes.” I looked at the message and saw it was sent 9 minutes ago as I was I in the shower! I quickly replied with a “Yes please!”, and clicked send. I then sent a better response. “Hello Sir, sorry I was in the I shower. You sound amazing. Everything you mentioned is exactly what I have been looking for. Is your offer still open, and if so where are you?” I hit send, then hit email, sent, and saw he had read it instantly. I waited a few seconds and there was a reply. Ok boy, well done. I was beginning to think you were one of those twinks who is all talk and had probably jerked off just from talking about it and it was all over. I’m at 110 Riley on the Westside. Can you get here? I gasped! He was literally 3 doors down from me! I quickly replied. Sir, my name is Jason, what is yours? And I can literally be there in 2 minutes. So is it cool if I come over, and will you really slam me and own my hole with your mates? I’m quickly pulling out the butt plug and checking where my clothes are. Ping. He replies. Hey Jason, I’m Chad. Yes you little slut, you will be slammed, and your hole will be well and truly owned…and much more. Come now boy, I will be waiting at the door. The outside front porch light is on. I quickly replied. I will be there in one minute Sir. I threw on my baseball shorts and a Tee, grabbed my keys and headed out the door. I shut the door behind me and my heart was racing in my chest. It was a warm night, and I walked out to the sidewalk and turned left, and could see the light on out front 3 doors down. It was the old Parker place, but old Mr Parker passed and the place sold up about a week before. I walked down, walked in the gate and up the 3 stairs and knocked on the door. The door opened just enough for me to go inside. Chad said come in boy. I slid sideways inside, and the door was closed behind me. The entryway was dimly lit, with a dull red light globe. I could hear muffled moaning sounds, of porn playing. I turned and saw Chad, his cock was jutting out in front of him. He was hotter than his pics, and he said take off all your clothes and follow me boy! I wasted no time, stripped naked and followed him down a hallway to a doorway leading to the basement. This was where the moaning noises were coming from. He ushered me down the stairs, and unfolding before me was a large fully mirrored room…including the ceiling. There was a sex sling and a fisting bench, and a couple of large beds. Two huge flat screen tv’s were playing gay group bareback porn. But more breathtaking were the 5 other guys there. W twink/jock types, and 3 stocky to solid beefy bear types. What I couldn’t believe was the meat they were all packing! They were all hard, and not one of them was under 8 inches. Chad introduced me to the guys…Mike, Pete, David, Brad and Chris. Chris was packing a solid 10 inch curved 6.5 inch thick weapon, and I think I literally drooled. Chad then said we are not going to waste any time boy. We are all keen as fuck to wreck your boy hole and completely own you for hours. So put your clothes here, and then go and lay back in the sling. I will get a slam ready for you. So is this your first.? I said Yes Sir. In my head, all I could think about was the story I had recently read online. It was about a guy’s first gay pnp gangbang, by author ‘Ben Dover’ and also one about a huge toy initiation. Not that I am encouraging you to do an online search so you will see what I mean…although that many chems they give the dude who is getting his first gangbang in that series is somewhat far-fetched but HOT AS FUCK…anyways I digress, back to the hot as fuck real-time situation happing with Chad and his mates…. He smiled, great. You are going to start with a .25, a quarter of a gram. Chris, tell him what to expect. By this time I was laying back in the sling. Chris and the rest of the guys came over. As Chris started talking, the other guys were putting my ankles in the leather stirrups and caressing my body. Chris said you will feel a bit of a sharp prick like when you get a blood test, then see some blood in the syringe. Then as soon as Chad slams you, he will pull the syringe out and I will give you a tissue which you will press on the site and raise your arm, this helps stop it bleeding and reduce bruising. Next you will suddenly feel you need to cough. And just go with it , try to relax and then you will feel a wave of pleasure…after that, don’t worry. We will take things from there and make this the best night of your life. Don’t try to struggle, just do the opposite and relax because you are ours now boy. Also I will hold bottle to your nose, it is poppers. Just take a big sniff in each nostril and hold it till I tell you to breathe out. Ok boy Yes Sir. Chad made his way over with the syringe. A elastic band was put around my upper arm, and my inner elbow was wiped with an alcohol swab. Hold still boy, Chad said. He slid the needle in as I watched, and he drew the plunger back and I saw my blood enter the barrel of the syringe. Are you ready boy? I replied Yes Sir. He pressed the plunger in and then removed the needle. Chris gave me a tissue to press against the site, and I raised my arm. Shall I continue?

I slowly opened my eyes…it was early on Saturday morning. I was laying buck naked on my queen size bed, with a raging hard on and feeling horny as hell. I remember I had been dreaming about trying my first group sex fun as a total hungry and slutty bottom, and in my dream, I had been given my first ever slam of meth. Sure, I had read about it…hell…I had even watched a lot of videos showing guys being slammed then getting really horny. Sadly, so many of the videos seemed to stop as the guy was rushing and did not continue to show what happened next. I am sure that the ensuing fun would have been nothing short of wild. That is why I really liked reading the PnP stories online. Sure, I love the graphics of porn, but also when reading something my imagination lets me get very graphic and imaginative. I guess that’s why when I read stories by author ‘Ben Dover’, I was completely hooked! I also LOVE reading the stories on NKP and find that site a major turn-on! So, this particular morning, I got up and sat in front of my computer, stroking my hard-on and seeing precum glistening at the end of my mushroom type head on my 9x6 cut cock and opened up NKP. I was desperately hoping to find a hook-up to experience the same kind of fucking and play that I had read on that Amazon story. When I opened NKP there were a lot of guys online, and one immediately caught my eye. He described himself as an ‘angry top’ but said he was not so much angry, just more into totally owning a hot bottom hole and spending many hours exploring, rimming and fucking a hungry hole. I had my ‘role/position’ listed as just that…’hungry hole’. Well, that would be a great match, me craving and desiring…no full-on lusting after a guy who would basically worship my hole the way I want to also take care of his needs! His profile said he was into rimming, fucking, toys, fisting, slamming and pretty much anything goes. The part which really made me hard after reading all that, was his comment that aid he loves to train newbies! As I was reading all this, I got so horny that I involuntarily blew my load…a huge load, stream after stream of white-hot sticky cum, making a hell of a mess. I grabbed a towel and cleaned up as much as I could, left his profile open and headed for the shower. As I was washing myself all over, I also douched and stayed semi hard as all I could think about was the guy on NKP and how hard and horny his profile made me feel. I got out of the shower and dried off in front of the mirror. I am not too shabby. I am about to turn 40, I would probably be described as an ‘otter’ as I have chest and leg hair, and a little hair covering my butt. I keep my nut sac cleanshaven as it heightens pleasure, and I have reasonable abs and would be classed as toned. I am 173cm tall, so about 5’8” and weigh in at around 75kg, so about 165lbs. I have light brown/blondish hair and blue eyes, and olive skin with a little tan. As I dry off my mind drift back to the open NKP profile on my computer and my cock begins to once again get hard. I fully dry off and head to the kitchen, grab myself a hot coffee and head back to my computer…my cock standing to attention the entire time. When I sit at my desk I swallow as I see new mail, and it is from the hot guy I have been looking at! I opened the message, and it said hey Mr, how is your morning? Being a little coy, but not overly shy, I responded with hi, I am horny as hell…how are you? And within a minute there was a reply, yes, same! Are you interested in playing today at all? I gulped. I took a little time to process his reply and had a few mouthfuls of my coffee to take time to collect my thoughts as to how I would respond. I replied back, I am very keen, and I love what your profile says you are into but am a complete novice when it comes to most of ‘what you like’ to do. I really like the way you say you like to train newbies. I have not partied, nor been fisted etc but it does intrigue me. And to be honest it really turns me on. He replied pretty well straight away and asked me if I know what it meant to be slammed. I quickly gulped another mouthful of coffee and replied yes, I knew and am nervously keen to try it. He then replied that when you slam, it makes you really horny for many hours, and you may even want another one. He then asked me if I was free all day and through to tomorrow night, as he would love to be my first and to train me in what it I like to be slammed and then have my hole worked over. He then mentioned he has a sling, and also a large assortment of toys. I went to take another gulp of coffee, but it was all gone. I read his reply again and said to him that I was all washed out and ready to play, and that his reply made me feel so horny. I told him I was actually free till Tuesday, as I had a long weekend off work. Whereabouts was he? He replied with his address and said I could come right over, and he would take things slow and if there was anything I wasn’t happy about to just tell him. Something about his manner put me at ease somewhat, and my cock was rock hard and once again oozing precum. He lived only about 15 minutes away, so I replied and said that I could be there in 15 minutes if that was ok. I immediately got a reply, for sure, see you soon…just park in the driveway. I quickly replied ok I am on my way, then I shut down my computer, threw on some board shorts and a singlet, grabbed my phone and keys and headed out the door. I was definitely nervous about what was about to happen, but that was reduced by my throbbing cock trying to bust out of my shorts! I had noticed that his profile said he was undetectable, as was I so I had no issues with playing bareback. In fact it is the only way I play. Before I knew it I was at his house, a nice place set back slightly from the road with a couple of trees out the front and nice manicured gardens. I did as he suggested and parked in the driveway. I got out of the car and repositioned my till hard cock in my shorts, trying hard to conceal my excitement. I locked the car and walked up to the front door, which was slightly ajar. I knocked and called out hello and heard him answer saying come on in and close the door behind you. I did so, and as I turned around, I saw him come around the corner, totally naked with a beautiful thick long hard cock, and he was wearing a black leather harness. He was every bit as hot in person as his profile pic. Hi I am Colton….I said hey man I am Jonas. Wow you are hot! And he said I think you are too, but would be a lot hotter naked! I took his cue and immediately stripped off, releasing my throbbing cock from the constraints of my shorts. He whistled….nice! Grab your things and follow me. I did so and walked around the corner and into his playroom. He showed me where to put my clothes then said before we do anything I HAVE to taste your hole…he told me to bend over and spread my cheeks and instantly his tongue was exploring my clean, pink pucker. I already sensed then that this was going to be a great time! After a couple of minutes he said you need to get in the sling, but first just suck me for a few minutes. I dropped to my knees and took his hard cock in my mouth, savouring the clean taste, and how warm his throbbing cock was as I then took him all the way down my throat. As I was sucking him, he said shortly we will get you into the sling, then I will prep you for your first slam. We need to slam straight away as it will make us super horny and piggy for many hours. I nodded as I continued to suck him balls deep. After a couple of minutes, and me tasting his salty and delicious precum, he slowly pushed my off his swollen cock and told me to get into the sling. I walked over to it, and he held it as I lay back in it. I looked up and saw there was a full-length mirror above the sling, so I could literally watch myself being used! He helped me put my ankles in the stirrup, which made my legs spread wide and up and back, and he said to slightly lift myself and slide my ass just off the edge of the sling so he could have full access to my hole. All of this made the precum ooze from my hard engorged throbbing cock and drip down in a long thread. He did not miss a trick and engulfed my cock with his hot wet mouth, slurping off all the precum. I nearly came right there and then! He then stood up and walked around to my right arm. He said I am going to put this band on your arm then look for a vein. He did so and found one straight away and swabbed it with an alcohol swab. Next, I will insert the needle then draw the plunger back to make sure I am in your vein, it should flash red. Once that happens, I will remove the band and press the contents into your vein, and then remove the needle and give you a tissue to press against the site. Then hold your arm up, this reduces bruising. As he proceeded to do all as he discussed, inserting the needle and getting the flash etc, he said that right about when I lift my arm, it should hit and I may feel I need to cough, and it may feel hard to breathe, try to not fight it but try and relax and breathe through it and then I will feel amazing. As he finished telling me that I was raising my arm up with the tissue as he had instructed. I still didn’t feel anything. All of a sudden, I got like a chemical type taste in the back of my throat which made cough, and then I felt tightness of breath and focused on what Colton had said, and relaxed my breathing. I felt a warmth hit me, and waves of intense pleasure course through my entire body. My cock felt incredible, and I looked down and was amazed to see that it had shrunk, just like I had read about, and yet cum was spurting from my soft cock. I was vaguely aware of Colton coughing, as he too slammed straight away. The next thing I felt was lube being smeared on my hole and Colton’s hard thick cock pressing into me. This only heightened the waves and ripples of pleasure and more cum spurted and oozed out of my soft cock as he fucked me balls deep. I was taking all of him straight away, and the way he was grunting I could tell that he too was going to cum and must be feeling as amazing as I was! He moaned and blew stream after stream of cum in my guts, and I was moaning and poking out my tongue, eyes wide and riding these ripples of intense bliss taking over my body. He pulled out and immediately dropped down and inserted his tongue deep in my hole and began an intense and focused devouring of my now loosened and super hungry hole. I had never felt a rimming so intense! His cock was still hard as a rock, and every now and then he would stand up and fuck me balls deep again then drop back down and slurp on my hole. The entire time my hole was just craving more and more, and his twirling tongue exploring deep inside just added to my desire for more, something bigger. He sensed this as I was pushing my hole out onto his tongue to try and get more. He stood up and grabbed a big toy. He asked me if I wanted more and all I could do was moan and nod. He lubed up the big toy which had a bulbous head on it, and put it at the entrance of my hole. With one hand he held some poppers to my nose and I instinctively snorted, the biggest longest snort I think I had ever done. He told me to hold it in as he took a hit then put the bottle down. Exhale slut! I did as I was told and the rush hit me! My hole became everything to me…all I could feel was ripples and waves of pleasure as I heard Colton tell me to take deep breaths and relax. Somehow in my fog of pleasure I complied, and felt my hole just open up. He felt it and applied pressure to the big toy as it began sliding into my hungry fuck tunnel. The more he ushed, ever so slowly, my hole rippled with more pleasure and I could feel the walls of my velvety tunnel open up even more and welcome this big invader deeper into me. I felt it slide through my ring and into beyond, and then Colton began pulling it back out. Once again I was feeling immense waves of pleasure. The poppers high was great, and it also heightened the rush and the ensuing high from the slam. Colton kept encouraging me, saying you good pig, wow what a hungry slut, deep breaths and relax you pig….I now knew what the term being in pig heaven meant. Every few minutes I felt another wave as the Tina was coursing through my body, and each time my body just relaxed and rode the wave. Colton was fully reading my body and took every advantage, making my hole loosen up by the minute. As he fucked me with precision and being relentless with the toy, he said you have now experienced your first slam, now time for your first booty bump which will keep you flying for a few hours until I slam you again. He slowly pulled the toy out, and then he put more lube on it and then coated it in 3 points of crushed up Tina. Then he slid it all the way back into my hungry hole. Instantly I felt a burning sensation, and it increased. I said to him it was really burning, and he leaned down and took my soft cock in his mouth which instantly distracted me. Then I felt the burning begin to subside and then an insatiable hunger start to build from deep withing my hole. I then started to get more waves of pleasure take over my body and my hole was now so hungry. Colton removed the toy, then held the poppers under my nose again and told me to take big hits. He gave me four, then lubed up his hand. The poppers rush hit and magnified the tina rush and waves of pleasure which were still rippling through me. Colton pressed his hand against my hungry craving and now quite sloppy hole. I arched my back in the sling, trying to get his hand into my insatiable fuck chute. He pressed more, and I felt the walls of my hole accommodate his hand and begin to relax with more waves of pleasure as I felt him slide deep into my very being. I was staring into his eyes, moaning and my tongue was just hanging out and as he went deeper all I could do was whimper and nod. The pleasure was so intense that cum was just constantly oozing from my cock. The booty bump on top of the slam, combined with the poppers had given me the ability to become a far hungrier slutty pig bottom than I had ever imagined. Colton then slowly withdrew his fist, and pulled it right out. He chuckled at the look on my face which showed him that I needed my hole to take more. He said to me we have all day and night, we can pace ourselves. Besides I think I need your tongue to explore my hole now. With that he helped me out of the sling and laid me on my back on the bed. He then climbed on top of me in a 69 position and lowered his hole onto my tongue. A hole never looked so good and I buried my tongue deep in his waiting hole. I then lifted my legs up and he pinned them back and buried his tongue deep in me. We feverishly ate out each other for about an hour, slurping, probing, twirling the tips of our tongues around in each other…then while I continued my onslaught of his hole with my tongue he started to work a toy back into my hole. He said we need to keep you nice and loose so we can open you up even more. Have you ever been tag-team fucked Jonas? I heard him and responded by moaning and burying my tongue even deeper into his now also loosened hole. He chuckled and said I guess that means you would like that…I removed my tongue for a second to reply yes please…almost yelling in excitement. I would love cum oozing out my hole and then more fucked into me!

Since I live with my very vanilla BF, I don't usually get the opportunity to have guys over and act like the cumdump I truly am. But Sunday night my BF was going out so I opened Sniffies and set my profile to hosting. I got a ping from a nice big cock who was close by in the neighborhood. He said he'd seen my profile online a lot and had been wanting to try out my ass. Obviously, I invited him over. About twenty minutes later he buzzed the door. I ring him into the building, prop my apartment door open, lower the lights, and lie naked face down on the couch. Clearly, he likes what he sees and gives an "oh yeah!" I stay still and hear him undress. The sound of him undoing his belt and slipping of his pants is driving me wood with anticipation. I love that I haven't seen him yet, this stranger with a big cock who is about to take my ass. He says, " good girl. You have a beautiful cunt for me." He crawls on top of me, spreads my cheeks and behind to devour my ass. He's really into it and is tongue-fucking me pretty deep. This goes on for almost 10 minutes before he comes around to put his huge cock in my face and says, "Get daddy nice and wet for your pussy." I don't look up so I still haven't seen him except for his thick 8" cock. I start to suck him deep and think this could hurt, but I'm going to get fucked by this monster. I suck him as deep as I can for about 5 minutes before he says, "daddy's gonna fuck that slut cunt now and lace a nice big load for your BF to find." I'm really excited at this point as goes back behind me, pulls me up doggy style and eats my hole for another minute. I feel him slide into position and press his head against my very wet hold. I reach back and spread my ass, knowing it's going to hurt. So fucking thick! He pushes in slowly, talking his time. He knows he's big and doesn't want to hurt me and have me stop him. His head is inside, slowly opening me up. Rocking back and forth, going a little deeper each time. "God, your pussy is so tight! You feel so good around my big cock." The talk gets me more aroused. "You're a good little girl to take daddy's cock." He's pretty far in now. "That's it. You're open. Now I'm going to fuck your cunt." He starts to fuck faster and harder and it feels amazing. I want his load, but I don't want it to end. After 10 minutes, he's really grunting and going fast and hard. I know he's going to cum so I scream, "give me that big load deep in my ass! Cum in my slut hole." He screams and thrusts hard and I feel him shoot. It goes on for a while and I know he came a lot. He slowly pulls out and tells me he wants me again later. I turn to see a rugged shaved headed daddy who I've seen in the neighborhood. I tell him anytime and he can bring friends. He says he has a few who would love my ass. He has to go, but promises that he'll make me one of his local regular cumdumps. I hope he meant it about his friends. After he leaves, I keep his cum in me for a while. I go back on Sniifies to try to get another load, but it's hard on Sunday night late. I jerk off while fingering my cummy hole. I lick my fingers and his cum tastes so go. I cum, eat my own load, shower and get into bed before my BF gets home not knowing I was just such a slut for a daddy.

Chapter 1 - We Meet at Last I’d never met Ian and Nate. A few weeks ago, another buddy of mine had set up a group scene with them where we would fuck and fist each other all night, but something came up and it didn’t happen. This week, I checked in with my regular buddy about getting together with him that weekend. He said he was busy, but Ian and Nate had also contacted him to see if he was available for a party and play weekend. He suggested seeing if they were up for having me over instead. I sent them an email and received a positive response. They told me to plan to be there all night. Their place was remote, tucked away in trees on a nice big lot. I rang the bell when I got there and one of them, I think it was Ian, answered the door. He was wearing a black leather harness and jockstrap, which looked good on him. He welcomed me with a big hug and walked me into the living room. He told me that Nate would be out in a minute. Ian suggested a soak in their hot tub to get started. “I didn’t bring a swimsuit,” I said, fully expecting his answer, “You don’t need one.” I happily stripped off, and Ian removed his harness and jock. “Nate, we’ll be in the hot tub,” Ian shouted down the hall. “I’ll be there in a few,” replied Nate. We walked out the sliders, and Ian and I stepped into the hot tub. Once we were settled in up to our chins, he turned on the jets. We chatted a little bit, and I complimented him on the house and property. “You’ll see more of it in the morning,” he responded. I get T dick, but we hadn’t partied yet, so my cock had sprung to life when we got naked and walked out to the tub. Ian had grabbed it, and I was fondling his ass as we walked. I reached over and felt his hard cock, and he grabbed mine too. We started to make out, too. “Hey, wait for me!” Nate had come out to join us. He was naked and had drinks on a tray for us. A pipe and torch were also ready. Let me tell you about these us. We’re all in our 60s. I was the youngest, and Ian was the oldest. Guys our age have been around for a while, and we know what we like, so I was confident it would be a fun night. Both Ian and Nate had short-cropped white beards. Ian was bald and Nate had a fringe of hair around his hair. They were both marvelously hairy, with gorgeous chest pelts and nice, thick bushes. Also, they both had hairy asses, which are a favorite of mine. Ian was taller and heavier, with a thick cock that looked to be about 7.5” long. Nate’s cock was similar in length but thinner. He was uncut. As for me, I’m clean-shaven, short brown hair, hairy chest, lightly hairy ass, and a 7.5” cock. Nate stepped into the tub and slid over to me. He gave me a kiss and groped my cock as a welcome. He smiled over at Ian and said, “It’s gonna be a good night!” I agreed and nodded my head. “Let’s get this going,” said Ian. He picked up the pipe and torch, expertly melted the crystals, and took a deep hit. I may have been disappointed when he handed the pipe to Nate, but then Ian leaned over and shotgunned the hit with me. We passed the cloud back and forth while making out. When we were done, Nate handed me the pipe and torch. I filled my lungs and shared that with Nate, passing the equipment to Ian. After a short time, Nate said, “Whoa, I was hitting the pipe while you guys were making out. We need to get Ian up to speed.” Ian handed me the pipe again, and I took a deep hit, which I shotgunned with him. Then, we each took a few solo hits to get really spun. The warm, bubbling water, combined with the T and the two hot guys with me had me feeling ready for anything tonight. I instinctively spread my legs open, sliding over to sit on Nate’s lap. His cock had shrunk somewhat, but mine had shriveled to a small nub from the T. No problem since we going to get into lots of assplay tonight. Nate suggested that we go inside. He recommended we hydrate before going in and handed us each a glass from the tray. Given the color and the small amount of liquid in each glass, I knew this was less about hydration and more about getting some G into our systems. We each swallowed down the bright red liquid, and I could taste some of the bitterness of the drug in it. We got out and wrapped ourselves in the robes that were hanging nearby. We went in through a different slider leading to their bedroom. Ian pushed me down on the bed and opened my robe. He knelt between my legs and hooked them over his shoulders. “I’ve been wanting to eat your ass since you walked in the door,” he growled before diving into my hole. He certainly knew what he was doing as my hole opened to his probing tongue. He’d lick around my hole, passing his tongue over my opening. Then, he’d suck on it and work his tongue around the exterior. I gasped in pleasure when he shoved his firm tongue into my ass. He poked and prodded around inside me for a while before returning to do some more work on the exterior. “Great hole. You need to try it,” he said to Nate. So, Ian replaced Nate between my legs. First, he massaged my ass, letting his fingers drift over my hole. I shivered in delight when he did that. Then, he probed my ass with his fingers. First, just one, but quickly adding more. He quickly had two or three fingers from each hand, stretching my hole open. That is when he shoved his tongue into the gash that his fingers had opened up. He got deep inside me with his tongue, using it to moisten and arouse my ass. Ian leaned back and said, “Time for the sling.” I was fine with that idea, so I lowered my legs to the floor and stood up. That was when I felt the effects of the G in the drink. It was all good. “Leave the robe here,” Nate stated. All three robes ended up in a pile on the floor, and now we were all fully naked. Looking at these hairy studs, I knew we’d have an amazing night. They led the way to another room, where the sling was set up in the middle of the space. There was a big TV, a selection of lube and toys, a stool at the base of the sling, a few other chairs, and a bed covered in a protective sheet. Ian directed me to the sling and pushed me down into it. He helped me get my feet in the stirrups, and then they both crouched down in front of my ass. Of course, the sling had me fully exposed to their gaze. “This’ll be fun,” Nate said to Ian, who nodded his agreement. He told Ian to get some porn going and to find a toy to use on me. Ian stood up, said, “The poppers are on the table next to you,” and turned on the TV. He located some bear fisting porn and got that running. He also picked out a toy for Ian to use on me. Meanwhile, Ian was lubing up his hands. Like the rest of his body, his hands and forearm were covered in fur. I love the sensation of a hairy fist plunging in and out of my hole. Somehow, it feels better than a smooth hand. Ian began to work some lube into my ass, inserting chunks of Slam Dunk into my ass. Each new one pushed the previous chunks deeper into me. Then, he looked at Nate and said, “Feed him some clouds.” Nate fired up the torch and stuck the glass cock in my mouth when it was ready. “Just hold this one for now,” he told me. When I exhaled, he put the pipe to my mouth again. He went a few rounds, taking some hits for himself before he sat down on a chair near the stool to watch. Ian applied some more lube to his hands and looked up at me. “Ready?” I nodded, and he worked his four fingers into my ass. With the T and G flowing through me, my hole opened easily for him. “Good pig,” he snarled as he shoved his hand fully inside me.

OK, I'm not a (medical) doctor. I am a scientist, though. Based on the evidence and events you've cited above, it's far more likely that the symptoms you had in November were due to Covid, RSV, influenza, or another easily transmissible virus than that they were due to HIV seroconversion. Those first three in particular were extremely prevalent in that timeframe (so much so that it was in the national news), and all are far more contagious than HIV. You had prophylaxis for HIV and for Covid, but what about the other two?

I was at a conference in Daytona Beach last spring. Found a young guy on BBRT who wanted to breed me. I invited him over to my hotel and he bred me good. Laying on the bed with his cum leaking out of me he picked up his phone and called his husband telling him I had a great ass. He said his husband wanted to cum in me now. I said I’d like that having no idea what his husband looked like. He arrived 30 minutes later and was way hotter than the first guy. He shot a big load mixing with his husband’s load. Plus he was passionate and wanted to help me cum. It was hot to know both husbands loved my ass and wanted to cum in me. I kept both loads in me all night.

Chapter 2 – My Ass Gets Worked Over In Chapter 1, I describe meeting up with Ian and Nate, friends of one of my buddies. We got together for the first time and have been getting to know each other. We started in the hot tub and have now progressed from their bedroom to the sling room. There’s been lots of clouds and some G. I’m in the sling, and Ian has just inserted his hairy paw into my ass. Ian spent a good bit of time opening my entrance. He would put in his hand, not quite all the way to the wrist, and twist it around, letting his knuckles drag across the muscles of my sphincter. He was working to get me well opened for the night. It was exhilarating to feel his hand working in and out of my ass, turning all around to open me up. Next, Nate applied more lube to Ian’s forearm while he was using his knuckles to open me up. I knew that this meant that he was about to go for a deeper insertion, and I was ready for it. While he was sliding his hand in deeper, I pushed downward from the sling to open my ass and take him as deeply as possible. I quickly felt his fingers at my second sphincter. He probed around there and teased it open. His fingers passed through into my colon. I love it when a guy gets in me this deep. It seemed like a good time to hit the poppers, so I grabbed the bottle and snorted a quick hit in one nostril, then a longer one in the other, which I held in. Once the rush hit, I turned into a total ass pig. I was bucking around on his hand, and Ian was massaging the inside of my ass, making me feel some amazing sensations. Knowing that a guy is inside my colon is exciting, and I wanted to enjoy this feeling for as long as possible. Nate was in the chair, stroking his hard cock. I noticed that and motioned for him to bring that up to me. He fired up the torch again before I took it in my mouth and had me take two big hits. I blew the last one out on his cock before sucking it into my mouth. It’s always great when a guy stays hard while partying. My cock shrivels to a tiny T dick. But Nate’s was hard and dripping out some precum, which I eagerly swallowed. I glanced down at Ian, who was still between my legs, working his hand in my ass, and he smiled up at me as I sucked on his husband’s dick. Ian told Nate he wanted to switch places, so Nate pulled out of my mouth, and I got up from the stool. I could see that Ian’s cock was plumped up but not fully hard. That’s fine with me, too, since it’s still tasty. Nate lubed up his hands and shoved them into my eager ass. He had smaller hands than Ian, but it still felt amazing. Before feeding me his dick, Ian took a few hits off the pipe and shared some with Nate too. With his hand inside me, Nate blew a huge cloud over my asshole. Even though it doesn’t get anyone high, it’s a great visual. He was inside me just past his wrist and was flexing his hand into a fist inside my ass. Ian had come up next to the head of the sling, and I swallowed his cock. The minute Ian’s cock was in my mouth, he pumped out a big load of precum, which I happily swallowed. Nate was working his way deeper into my ass, and I was enjoying the tasty treat coming from Ian’s dick. Working his cock got it harder, but it never got as hard as Ian’s. Again, that was fine with me. Nate was delving deeply into my ass, and I lost focus on Ian’s cock. He pulled it out and sat down to watch Nate fist my ass. “We got a good one,” he said to Nate. Nate nodded and kept working his hand inside my ass. “He’s a great bottom.” “Hey guys, I also like to top,” I replied. They both nodded and assured me I would also get that chance. Ian had skipped using the toy on my ass, preferring to go in with his hand. But Nate picked it up in his free hand and waved it in front of me. “Think you can take it?” I nodded my assent. I found out later that the toy was a Square Peg Blunger. It’s pretty long and has a series of progressively larger bumps on it. Nate took his hand out of me to lube up the toy. As he did, he was giving me all sorts of sexy looks, teasing me with his eyes. Ian was rubbing the outside of my hole, occasionally dipping a finger or two in, but he was waiting for the toy to enter. Once it was well-lubed, Nate placed the toy at my opening. He inserted just a little bit, letting me feel how soft and squishy the dildo was. I moved down in the sling on one of his small insertions to take more of the toy inside me. It went in easily, and then there was the first bump. Nate worked that bump against my hole before slipping it inside me. The fullness it gave was amazing, and the toy was rubbing against my prostate. Getting the second bump in was going to be a bigger challenge. I was enjoying the toy and kept scooting my ass down a little bit in the sling, taking more of the toy inside me each time. Not only is the second bump bigger than the first, but taking it requires the first bump to go deeper into my hole. Nate looked up and said, “Almost there.” I grabbed the poppers and did a deep inhale. When I let it out, he pushed, and my ass swallowed the second bump. Fuck, it felt amazing! The stretch at my hole from the bigger bump was intense, but I could also feel the first bump deep in my ass. Nate twisted the toy around, letting it rub all over inside me. Then he pulled it out so the second bump came out before shoving it back inside. This was amazing. As the bump left my ass, my muscles for a brief respite, but then were expanded by the full insertion again. Nate really knew how to use this toy to bring me maximum pleasure. He pulled the dildo all the way out, then stood up and lined up his cock at my hole. With the expansion from the Blunger, he slid in easily. No matter what goes in my ass, a cock is a long-time favorite. Nate said that he liked the looseness wrapping around his cock. He fucked me for a while before pulling out, saying that he needed a break. At that point, I suggested that I could fist one of them. Ian said that sounded like a good plan, and he was ready to go. Before I got out of the sling, Ian picked up a good-sized Egg plug, lubed it up, and shoved it in my ass. “We’re not gonna lose that stretch,” he said. Then, he helped me out of the sling, and he hopped into it. I sat down on the stool, feeling the plug work its way deeper into me, and started to lube up my hands.

No, you should get further, more intense testing done. Sounds like you've done everything correctly, but then I'm no doctor either. Worry doesn't cure anything - only testing/treating counts - no matter what the malady happens to be. In the event you feel you need another professional opinion, by all means get one. Good luck, bud !!

My suggestion? Block him. Doesn't sound like anything good can come of it. There are tons and tons of great men out there - why get involved with a relative (!!!) that's got nothing going for him other than maaaaybe a good fuck?

Thanks for this advice. I’m there from Wednesday morning till Saturday early morning. This sounds like a lot to keep me busy when I’m not sightseeing. when I travel solo to a big city I love the true anon nature of sex clubs and back rooms. No names, no faces, no questions. Wet holes are hard dicks packed in a room. Nothing better!

I've read these several times and I think they are histarical. Took them off a local Bathhouse web site. Enjoy. "Keep these handy and hilarious tips in mind next time you're at the tubs. People wearing jockstraps tend to make it with other people wearing jockstraps. Nobody makes it with people wearing pink bikinis. You can have a heart attack fucking in the whirlpool. It is extremely hazardous to your health to attempt to inhale poppers while under water. Saying "I'm resting" to everyone who seeks entry into your room defeats the purpose of going to the baths. If everyone who said "I don't come here often" was telling the truth, there would be no one there. Those who lay naked on their stomachs with their asses in the air remind one of electric pencil sharpeners. Conversations in the orgy room should be kept to a minimum. Grunts, groans, notices that "I'm coming," and invitations to do it in a room instead are acceptable; discussions of the weather, ex-lovers, favorite lubricants, the quality of the darkness, and the pros and cons of cockrings are not. If you are looking for a wonderfully spiritual union with a kindred spirit, you are in the wrong place. Do not assume that the guys walking into walls are on some weird new drug; most likely, they have just left their glasses in their lockers. It is better to look good than to see good. Once in a while, do your good deed for the gay: let an old troll suck your cock. Such magnanimous gestures are duly recorded by the Great Faggot in the Sky, and when you are an old troll, the favors will be returned in kind. Yes, Virginia, that's the way it works. Please realize that bathrooms, even those at the tubs, do have legitimate purposes. Giving someone a blowjob in a cubicle while outside the locked door seven guys are turning various shades of green will not make you popular. If you are tempted to wear a Lacoste shirt with your towel, understand that many people would find it a capital offense. Finish what you start. If you see a man in a room with a can of Crisco, a thick belt, and a bottle of poppers neatly arrayed on the little table before entering be certain you know the purpose of all three items. When it's past the wrist is not the time to say "no". It's okay to bring your own rope; it's not okay to tie yourself up. Spending seventy-two consecutive hours at the tubs will neither destroy your reputation nor greatly enhance it. If you are at the baths busily cheating on your lover, don't make a scene should you discover him there. If you are at the baths and you see your father there, tell him your resting. If you are at the baths and you see your boss there, it is best not to blackmail him. Just do whatever he says. Trust me Virginia, you'll be rewarded on your next bonus or salary increase. If you are at the baths and you see your brother there, head for the darkest corner - especially if you have all straight porn at home. If you are at the baths and you see your Uncle, you might as well just leave - you know how much Uncles fuck you over. People who say, "I've never done that before," should be informed that the ability to deep throat is not genetic. Those who lose the keys to their rooms or lockers are never heard from again. The law of increasing good looks: People tend to become more attractive the longer you are there. In the dark all cats are gray, but ten inches is still better than six inches. Men with small cocks can be sexually tremendous if they are technically proficient, but men with big dicks don't have to know a damn thing. Doing it for England is as valid a reason for doing it as any. A primitive tribe in Borneo does not have a word for "no" in its language. Natives deny sexual favors by looking mournful and saying, "I'd like to, but I just came." After you've been fucked by twelve guys in the orgy room, you will never again convince anyone with your coy routine. Asking to borrow someone's cockring is even more tasteless than asking to borrow someone's comb. Law of maximum discomfort: When they call your room number or locker number to the front desk you will inevitably be in a position impossible to get out of quickly without seriously injuring yourself. You can cause a panic by yelling, "There's a man in room 379!" For a real hoot, go to the baths without having used alcohol or drugs. It is truly amazing how fabulously you will be able to make out when you are the only one there in a solid state. Giggling is not a correct response to, "Wanna fuck?" If you can remember the title of the porno movie that was showing in the "rest section", you did not have a good time. It is pointless to consider why guys who won't even talk to you at the bars are so eager to suck your cock at the baths. Spending more than two hours with one number at the baths makes you two "an item." More than four hours makes you engaged. On a good night, it is possible to commit bigamy. For some unknown reason, it is considered embarrassing to make it with someone you already know. No one ever believes the line, "We're really not lovers." At all times, remember that tubbing is a participation, not a spectator sport. (Hmm..Olympics here we come) Spending hours deciding what to wear to the tubs is a particularly inane waste of time. Never, NEVER, NEVER try to explain the baths to heterosexuals. Possession of more than three bath cards makes you a serious faggot. Georgina's law of the weight room: People working out are doing it for your benefit, not theirs. Formal attire means a black jockstrap. Contrary to popular belief, one can indeed be too clean. You can never be too rich, too muscular, or have too big of a dick. Believe it or not, it is possible to have good sex without using poppers. A man in New Jersey claims to do it all the time. And those are the Rules Of The Baths. Use them wisely and pass the knowledge along to those newcomers who may need it.

reading this topic always gets me crazy fucking horny. love men talking about how bareback gets them so horny, no condoms between them, hooked on that lust for skin on skin

Buddy's wife is talking about having another kid.... Not going to happen as he's almost daily dumping in me ...he can deal with guilt I will let him cum in me regardless

Uninhibited pigs who into dog pile group fucking.

Sometimes you don't really know if a pre-arranged group is really gonna happen, but I knew this one would last weekend Saturday afternoon. I often lean toward younger bottoms but lately been having some great times with other piggy Daddy types with decades of experience 🙂 It was two of my very regular bottom buddies (separately) plus a top couple who also fucks them both plus me. I had not been fucked since Pig Week over 3 months ago and really wanted to be vers since there were 2 total tops and 2 total bottoms in the group. I got there about 15 mins after the start time, and they were already playing - 2 fucking on the bed and one bottom hanging in the sling with the other top plus me walking in the room. One of the bottoms had obviously told the tops I wanted to be vers this time. Within about 2 minutes of stripping down my dick was balls deep in a wet hole (no lube needed) and one of the tops was lubing up and pushing against my hole to make me middle man in a train fuck. I specifically told the bottom that's my favorite position lol. It's the best feeling in the world to me, so I could only do it a couple minutes or I would have cum WAY too soon. At that moment the other bottom announced that he was gonna have to leave. He had taken 8 dicks a couple nights prior plus a 1:1 the night before and his hole was too sore to handle this (I was kinda shocked because he's a pretty huge slut). I'm hung pretty well, but both the other tops are bigger and thicker than me. I was disappointed not to get to fuck him, but also a little eager knowing I was gonna get dicked down even more now that one of the dedicated bottoms pussied out. Both bottoms know I'm vers but have never seen me take dick before. It turned me on having these guys (who think of me as a total top) with the stereotypical huge black cock buried in my ass (top couple is interracial). Maybe the bottom buddy who tapped out was really just doing me a favor to let me get more dick lol - who knows? The tops do fuck the remaining bottom ALL THE TIME, so I kinda became the focus of the black guy since I was fresh meat to him. I took a serious beating from him missionary , legs back, some kissing. After 3+ months of not bottoming I was pretty happy with what I could handle - the other bottom joined me on the bed on his back next to me with the other top pounding him while we made out. I loved getting pounded next to my frequent bottom fuckbud. The black stud was determined to breed me I could tell, and I was happy he did - even though it was surprisingly soon compared to how long we all played the last time. I didn't know he was a multi-cummer 🙂 The other bottom and top moved to the sling where the top hammered the bottom with toys and his dick and bred him ROUGH. The bottom moved to the bed and the black guy and I DP'd his LOOSE ass. I kinda wanted to cum this way, but I wasn't quite getting there. After awhile we moved back to the sling. I fisted the bottom with my own hole sore and bred and leaking cum. I fisted him and also DP him more with a toy while the tops (both had cum) stroked and remained hard. I was so horny but couldn't get quite over the edge to cum. The bottom was running out of time and politely said he needed to leave. The black guy wanted me to jack off and cum on him. He laid back on the bed and wanted me to straddle him and cum on his chest....we both knew where that was heading 🙂 I'm jacking over his chest and he's jacking pretty much into my hole. Of course I slide down him and start riding his FAT dick. I'm bouncing on it which pushed me over the edge and I finally cum all over his body. I hop off and he starts storking again with I grope his huge pecs and chew his nips some. That makes him shoot his second load pretty fast -kinda hated "wasting" both our loads into the air, but sometimes that's just where they end up lol All in all a GREAT vers fuck session for me, and I think we all had a good time except for the one bottom who left almost immediately. My hole was sore as fuck for 2 days, and of course I just want MORE now 🙂

Bull is now my new favourite place. The thing I love the most about Bull is that I always leave with at least 3 -5 loads. I really don't care who is fucking me as long as I get the load. If you see an insatiable pig being fucked by anyone it's probably me. I went in yesterday around 18:30 and left at midnight. For the time I was in the dark room I got fucked and loaded by a good dozen men. I have no idea who squirted their seed inside me or not. I could tell that there were a few repeats, but when I have a cock in my hole, sucking and jerking off two or three other men at the same time it is mighty difficult to tell who came in or not. But I know I got loaded well since my hole is gaping and strings of cut drip down. It must have been quite a production because normally I am able to keep most of it in.

Anyone who has stupid shit to say about Fauci is a moron, and RFK Jr is a fucking anti-vaxx crackpot. If any of you who are under 35 spout this nonsense you should sit down with some of the guys my age (59). Oh. Wait. You can't do that. Because they're ALL FUCKING DEAD. I've had it with this ridiculous anti-science bullshit. When NO ONE else would listen to us, Fauci would. HE was the one who went to bat for us (with pressure from ACTUP for sure) and got research into HIV moving. He is a true American hero. He doesn't deserve this anti-vaxx Covid bullshit to tarnish his career. He's an old man. He deserves a good retirement.

That night in the gym was wild and we had a few more since then with a couple more guys all playing out the same with Cody and Jake taking the lead. As well as some house parties with women and all guys. It was a free-for-all. I never knew this town could let loose like this. Little did they know they were inviting the fox into the hen house. Amy had taken a business class sometime ago and the fresh out of their doctorate program professor failed her because he thought she was cheating in class. She was, but not at the time he accused her. She wanted her revenge, and she had been hearing rumors that he cruised some restrooms on campus. She had heard right. She wanted Andy and I to convert him. He came off like a total top, an overbearing dom in class. We were going to test that theory very soon. He had a Saturday class that lasted until noon. So Andy and I waited until his class was over and followed him when he left. He went to the bathroom on campus. Andy knew it to be very cruisy. He sent me in first and told me what to do. I had never cruised before, but it all made some sort of sense to me. The first door squeaked very loudly and it gave plenty of warning to anyone doing anything they should not be doing. Opening the 2nd door, it was a large room in the basement of an old building on campus. It had 5 urinals against the wall and three stalls at the back of the bathroom. I could tell our professor was in the middle stall and that someone was in the stall to the right of him. So, I instinctively took the one on the left. I dropped my pants and took a seat. It was then that I noticed a large hole in the wall that divided the stalls. It gave me a great view of our young professor. Holy hell! He was hung. He was well over 8inches. If Amy knew this I am sure she would have fucked him, but see this made this “mission” so much more worth it. I watched him stand up and feed his cock through the hole in the wall opposite of me. I looked under the stall and saw the other guy on his knees facing the professor. That is when the outer door creaked open and everyone scrambled to take their places. During this interruption the guy that was sucking the professor got up and left, soon it was just me and the professor alone. He caught me looking. Our plan was in motion. “You want my ccck boy” he whispered. I stuck my finger in the hole. He stood up and ran his cock through the hole. He was a mouthful. I sucked him for a good five minutes. When I asked him if he wanted to fuck me. He said yes, but not here. We agreed to go back to his place. It was just off campus so we walked hiding our bulges. Andy must have known where we were going. I looked up and he was right in front walking towards us. He called out my name like he hadn’t seen me in weeks. He was being overtly sexual and dropping some dead on hints, and out professor was taking the hint. He introduced himself as Jason and said that we were heading back to his place for some fun and Andy was more than welcome to join us. Andy gladly accepted the invite. This evil plan was falling into place all too easy. We were barely in the door when Andy was all over Jason kissing him, holding him up against the wall, taking charge of the session. He pushed my head down and I began to unbuckle their pants and fish out their sizable cocks. I took turns sucking one then the other like I had seen in so many porns. I had them both at full mast. When Andy told Jason it was his house and that he got the first crack at my ass. I was naked and on all fours in the middle of his king size bed with his tongue lapping away at my puckered tainted hole. “Hope you like it bare bitch, cause that is the only way I fuck”, he exclaimed between darting his toungue in and out of my hole. Andy added, “Bare is the only way we fuck!” As he coated Jason’s cock with a thin layer of lube leaving just enough on his fingers to work some into Jason’s virgin hole. He then squirted a little into my hole and roughly shoved two fingers into me. Jason lined up his cock and not so gently shoved his thick rod into me. He power fucked from the beginning. I was trying to get away from him, but he held me in place. Andy knew I was not enjoying this anal invasion, but did nothing to stop it. Jason pounded me into his bed until i was in the ass up prone position with Andy egging him to fuck me harder, to go deeper while Andy was fingering Jason as he went along. I begged for mercy. I got none. Andy had two fingers deep in Jason, but he did not care as he was brutally pounding me. Jason let up a little bit to spin me around so we could be face to face as he “power” fucked me as he put it. With that little pause in the action, Andy struck like a scorpion and sank his thick dick into Jason. Jason gritted his teeth and tried to protest, but he knew the fingers in this cunt had felt so good and that cock while painful now was going to feel awesome very soon. Andy was easy on him. He took his time. I could feel Andy through Jason. Soon Andy was balls deep in Jason and Jason was beginning to fuck me hard again. It was then that I noticed Andy was not moving. Jason was fucking himself to fuck me. His cock overpowered his ass. “I am cummming!” Jason exclaimed as he filled my hole with his negative load. I could feel his cock spasm inside of me. When he was done and before he could enjoy his afterglow. Andy began to fuck him and fuck him as hard as he was fucking me. I could see tears in his eyes. He ground his teeth, his face was red and he was grunting with every powerful thrust from Andy. Jason’s cock never went soft, his cock filled me still. I was just as uncomfortable as he was. Jason’s face began to relax. Andy flooded Jason with his toxic load, as Jason filled me with his second load of the day. We laid 3 across Jason’s large bed with Jason in the middle. Jason began to explore Andy’s body checking out his tats and scars trying to get him hard again. He was kissing down his chest when he got to his biohazard tat when he asked what that was all about. Andy, already at full mast, flipped Jason onto his back and slid his rigid cock back into him. Andy seemed to have a way of turning guys into bottom or versatile sluts. I know I still enjoyed fucking ass. I was no longer interested in Amy, but I much more preferred takin Andy’s massive dong than fucking now days. Jason begged Andy to cum and Andy hinted that he was going to knock Jason up tonight. We were going to spin him up like a top and let him loose onto the campus. He had no clue what we were talking about. We fucked for about 2 more hours with Andy fucking me, Andy and Jason fucking each other to make sure he had another viral load fucked into Jason’s system. We left that afternoon noticing several pictures of Jason with another couple. WE dug a little deeper and found out they were a “throuple”, and Jason was fucking them both on a regular basis, and was part of a swingers group that met on a regular basis with mens only outings. They often invited outsiders to play. We immediately volunteered. Our “seed” was getting planted deeper and deeper around town. More to cum Joey Feedback is welcummed

While we don't always get exactly what inhabits our fevered dreams .... for a live-in (or very regular) cumdump: 1. Moderately slim build. 2. Dark(er then mine) complexion, dark hair, somewhat hairy a + 3. All through with the "coming to terms" stuff, accepts his Calling to cumdumpery happily and joyfully. 4. Committed to servicing raw Cocks, loves taking loads up his gut, down his throat, 5. I'm not a fan of the pushy types, nor the "no backbone" types - just a regular guy that loves raw Cock, needs a lot of Cocks/loads, willing and ready to be whored out. 6. Interested in other issues as well - cultural, political, activist-type functions, well-rounded, well-educated, articulate, and no interest in recreational drugs. Now. I know that's being a bit idealistic, but - that's my "type" - per the OP.

Chapter 2 Less than a minute later they are interrupted by a knock at the door. “Fuck, who is that?” Holden ask, both men freaking out. Before they are able to react the door opens and both men quickly cover their dicks with the clothes strewn around the bed. A breaded man in his late 40s enters the room fully dressing in formal wear shocked. “Uncle cole!” Holden says. “Dad!” Alex follows. “I was just checking to make sure your both were ready, it looks like you’re ready but maybe not for the ceremony”, Cole states with a chuckle. “We were just….” Holden tries to interject. “Oh I know exactly what you were doing. I could hear the whole thing next door. These hotel walls are paper thin. What I want to know is why wasn’t I invited”, Cole states shooting a look over to his son. “I’m always happy to share, Dad. This just sort of happened”, Alex responds with a smile. Confused Holden looks at Alex, “You and Uncle Cole?” Alex shrugs and smiles, “who do you think pozzed me?”. “Fuck!”, Holden says his mind completely blown “That’s enough talk. I wanna see the wretches hole. Now bend over Holden”, Cole states in a gruff tone. Holden does as he’s told arching is muscular back and exposing his jock hole. Alex grabs grabs Holden’s ass and spreads his cheeks putting his cummy hole on full Display. “Fuck son! You destroyed his hole! I taught you right!” Cole exclaims. Cole goes in for a closer look and starts fingering Holden’s hole as Holden winces in pain and pleasure. He then goes in and starts licking then fully eating out Holden’s cummy hole savoring the mix of cum, blood and ass juice. “Fuck! That hole is so juicy. I’m gonna fuck my son’s poz load even deeper to make sure it takes!”, Cole says with a growl. He stands up and undoes how suit pants. His huge dick flies out. Holden looks back and is in awe. His mouth almost hits the floor. Cole, seeing his nephew’s shock, states, “I’ve got two inches on Alex so I’m definitely going to in deep”. “Oh uncle Cole”, Holden coos. With the his uncle lines up his fat cock and pushes in With only cum and spit for lube Cole’s dick slides and stretches Holden’s hole wide. Holden lets out a few screams and Coles instructs Alex on to shut him up. Alex stuffs a sock in Holden’s mouth and Cole continues to slide in. “Fuck that hole is so silky smooth!” Coles moans and then continues with “I’m only half way in. There is a lot more to go faggot” and the spits on Holden’s muscular back. With that cole begins violently fucking his nephew. Pounding deeper and deeper and then slams balls deep. Cole’s teary eyes bulge out of his head as he screams into the sock. Alex pins him down. “Fuck yeah Dad. Fuck my toxic load deeper inside him. You should have seen him beg for my load”, Alex eggs his father on. “I always knew he was a fucking slut. now I’m gonna show him what a faggot he is”, Cole states and plows deeps inside his nephew. Holden feels his uncles fatty veiny cock pound his p spot and his eye roll on the back of his head “You’re gonna be fucking your new wife tonight with you hole leaking toxic cum aren’t you fag!”, his uncle taunts him. Holden responds with a low grunt and a nod. Unsatisfied, cole stabs his cock deep into his nephew, “AREN’T YOU FAG!”, he repeats through gritted teeth. Holden spits out the sock in his mouth and replies, “Yes sir!” Coles looks down at his huge cock wrapped around is nephew’s tight jock holes and sees steaks of blood around his hairy meat. His cock flares as he digs deeper into his nephew’s cunt. “I think Holden’s hole is prepped and ready for another load! You want my poz cum slut?”, Cole asks. “Yes uncle! Please give me your toxic seed!” Holden begs. “I feel your muscle ass sucking that load out of me. I can’t hold back much longer!” “Oh fuck yes! Please give me that load” “FUCK! HERE IT CUMS!”, Cole yells as his fat cock unleashes his tainted load deep inside his nephew. Stabbing his dick deep into his willing hole. The cum makes Holden’s hole even more slick but Holden clamps down on his uncles cock to squeeze out ever drop cum and his uncle moans in ecstasy. “Oh fuck that was so hot, Dad! You got me rock hard again! I need another go at the hole”, Alex states. Both Cole and Holden come down after the intense fuck, both trying to catch their breath. Out of the corner of his eye Coles catches a glimpse of the clock on the night stand. “Holy fuck! No time for that son we have a wedding to get to!”, Coles states shocked “Fuck! I get married in 10 minutes!” Holden freaks out as he slides his uncle’s hairy dick out of his slimy hole. All the men rush to redress. Cum oozes out of Holden’s hole as they rush to get ready. Minutes later the men run out the door and off to the ceremony.

Hey all, sorry for the delay. Here is Chapter 2. Shawn made himself a whiskey and coke, then took in the scene around him. Sumner was looking at his phone sitting in the chair that Shawn just bred him in. Steve was fucking Jason on the sofa across from Sumner. Luke was balls deep in Max, who was bent over the ottoman, making him moan. He could tell Luke’s fat raw dick was really stretching out Max. Luke was about 6.5-7 in long and cut but very thick. Shawn started to bone up as he watch Max’s hole get stretched. He walked over to the them and started to kiss Luke and rub his muscle twunk body as Luke pumped into Max’a hole. After a bit of hot kissing Shawn moved to Max and started to kiss him. Max was moaning as they made out. Then Shawn pushed Max’s mouth down on his big fat dick. He started to face fuck him. Soft at first then harder. Making Max gag on his big Italian sausage. He made sure to dump plenty of his toxic precum down Max’s twink throat as he face fucked him. Then he moved to rim Luke’s ass as he continued to fuck Max. Luke didn’t miss a beat and continued to fuck Max like a champ. Luke started to moan from Shawn’s warm tongue working his hole. Shawn started to finger Luke’s twunk hole. Being sure to scratch the hole up so his toxic babies will take. He then stood up behind and started to kiss Luke’s ear and neck. Shawn spit on his rock hard dick and roughly pushed his fat dick head into the tight warm raw neg hole of Luke. He push hard and quick to make sure it got his hole vulnerable to the poz seed. He felt the hole resist then his massive dick pop in. This made Luke jump and jab his dick roughly into Max. Luke yelped little and Shawn silenced him with a kiss. Shawn started to pump into Luke with long deep strokes after giving him time to adjust. The faster rhythm increased Luke’s speed of ramming into Max. It took 5 minutes of Shawn’s big raw fat Poz Italian meat hitting Luke’s prostate to make Luke moan hard and say he was cumming. Both Shawn and Max told him to bred Max. What Luke didn’t know was that Shawn unloaded his huge poz toxic load into his ass at the same time he was unloading into Max. He had a talent for cumming without showing signs. He also could cum and stay hard enough to fuck again. “Move and let me fuck that cummy hole while he sucks you clean man” he told Luke. Shawn slammed hard into the stretched raw neg non prep hole of Max. His once tight twink hole now loose. As he fucked him hard he saw pink on his dick and mixed with Luke’s cum. He knew when he unloaded the twink would loose his neg status. Max gaged on Luke’s dick for the next few minutes as Shane pounded his hole hard and deep. Max was in heaven and moaning hard. Max’s hole tightened and his shot a huge load without touching his dick. The pressure made Shane cum in the spot. “Taking my fucking load boy! Daddy is impregnating you!” He shouted as he flooded that unprotected neg hole with poz cum. He fell back on the sofa after cumming twice in under 10 mins. Exhausted he sat as Luke and Max took turns sucking his slowly deflating cock. After a few minutes he kissed both guys and all three went back to the bar for a drink. He learned Max was in a committed relationship and cheating. That’s why he wasn’t on prep. Luke was on prep but forgot to take it a lot. Both said they were happy test results were given so they could fuck and not worry about stds. Shawn agreed as he smile internally knowing poz son 2 and 3 of the night were on the way.

Bill raised an eyebrow as he took in Martin's plump body and innocent expression. "This is Martin, Peter's cousin." I explained. "Has a message for him, apparently." Bill looked at me and winked. "Well, go find him and I'll look after Martin here." As he spoke, he came round the counter. He was, as usual, naked and his cock was semi-hard with a drool of pre-cum dangling from the thick head. I thought Martin was shocked by his expression, but he didn't back away as Bill put his arm over his shoulder and his eyes were locked on Bill's dangling cock. I stepped out of my shorts as I was supposed to be nude at all times, and as I turned to go upstairs I heard Bill say "Why don't we go into the sitting room to wait, Martin? You look a little pale but these poppers will help relax you..."

The bear screamed as I slammed past his sphincter. If he thought he was going to get any mercy in my hate fuck he had another think coming. I didn’t wait or hesitate a millisecond, I was pile driving his ass with my raging hard cock. He continued to cry out every time I bottomed out, but clearly the pain had turned to pleasure. This infuriated me even more. I drove into him harder and harder, the slap of my body against his ass cheeks an ever-increasing rhythm. “Fuck he’s loving this rape!” From the other actor. “Help me turn him over.” I called When he was on his back with the other two pinning his lags to his shoulders my sword disappeared down is gaping hole. I could get even deeper and his cries of pain returned. I relished this and sadistically made every instroke more powerful. Tears were streaming down his face. I had never behaved like this in my life but found myself hoarcking up a big wad of phlegm and spitting it in his face. He looked shocked, but motioned with his right hand ‘bring it on’. The other two let loose with spit as well, one hitting him on the forehead the other in his open left eye. I was ready with another wad that went directly into his gapping mouth. Wiping his eye and swallowing he burst into a massive grin followed by a deep groan as once again I slam bottomed out. Seeing the grin on his face just turned up my anger and my hands were around his throat. He held me with deep eye contact and slightly nodded his head. Was he asking for this or daring me? I didn’t care. The grip of both my hands tightened, my thumbs pressing into his Adams apple. He looked to be in great pain but his gaze held me and he continued to nod encouragement. He couldn’t breath and he was turning scarlet red. “Fuckin A man, he loves this!” The other actor again. His face turned from red to purple. His eyes bulged, but he kept that permissive nod going. His face started turning blue and he was on the verge of passing out when the young man screamed in my face. “Stop, stop now, you’re going to choak him to death!” I had pulled off and stopped fucking with the first ‘s’ from the young stairwell fuck and the bear exploded into gasps of life saving air. I collapsed onto the floor sobbing. It seemed no time and I could hear the bear’s raspy voice; “That was fuckin awesome. God, I love a good choking! Love the adrenaline rush of fear as the thought ‘fuck, this guy’s gonna kill me!' sets in." The other actor stepped over me and plunged into the bear to take over where I had left off. Hands firmly around the bear’s neck. As the bears eyes bulged he was able to croak out , “Yeah, yeah!” There was no way I was going to allow him more pleasure so I quickly stood and pulled the other actor away. In the same motion I spun and fell back onto the bed edge with my legs spread and in the air. “Fuck me here and now” I barked. The other actor needed no encouragement and his raw cock was up my ass. He laid on a pretty decent fuck and was soon unloading deep inside me. My stairwell fuck was up my ass the moment the other actor pulled out. His erection had a big curve that made it prod my prostate with every instroke. He bellowed when he flooded my ass. The bear was ready to mount me next but I angrily demanded he lie on the bed. “I’m in control here, you get no fuckin control.” I had the other two aim the bears raging hardon at my hole as I straddled and lowered myself. As I bounced I dropped with the force of every ounce of my weight winding the bear over and over. After a few minutes of this I barked; “You ready for me to stop?” “No … ugh … No …araugh … No fuckin way!” My hands wrapped back around his neck once again. The fucker was mouthing ‘Thanks’. I was lost in rage and only stopped when the other two pulled my hands away. As I regained my breath I realized the bear was still under me. ‘Fuck, had I killed him?” As I had this thought he started coughing, spitting and gasping for breath. “Holy fuckin shit man! He really loved that! He orgasmed as he blacked out!” the other actor. As I got off I couldn’t hold all the cum that was draining from my ass. “Ok, time for you to finish knock us up. Maybe by the time you pump toxic loads into both of us this exhausted bear will be ready to up the chances of your impregnating us with the gift we so fuckin desperately need.” The other actor. I bent him over the edge of the bed and laid on the quickest pump and dump ever. My stairwell fuck was lying on the bed feet in the air as I finished breeding the other actor. I entered him with my cummy cock and the angelic look on his face and his soft smiling eyes melted away any anger I had been feeling. I made love to his hole, kissing his neck and lips for the next half hour. It was only after the bear slid in my ass and we train fucked that I began to feel anywhere near close to cumming. When the bear pushed into me deep and hard bellowing; “Fuckin breeding you poz slut” I was pushed over the edge and sprayed inside the stairwell fuck. The bear quickly retrieved his phone from his pants. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” I enquired. “Well first I’m going to get a picture of your cummy ass. No, let’s make that a video, you got anything left in there to push out?” I bent over to accommodate him and when the phone was recording pushed out a huge wet fart. He was holding the phone so close I covered it with the cum mix from the three men. “You said firstly, what else did you have in mind?" I wondered out loud. As he poked away at the cum covered buttons the bear responded. “It’s time I call my friend with the scorpion tattoo. Clearly you are now ready to receive his toxic load.” “Do I want his poison load? Yes. Do I need it right now? No. Tell him to meet us tomorrow at the mid-town baths. What time will there be the biggest crowd?” “11 pm” from the other actor. “Tell him 11 p.m., he’ll find me in the sling taking any and all loads, no questions asked. I need a crowd cheering as his raw cock breaches my cummy hole and I take the sting of his scorpion tattoo when he breeds me."

I had to make a paper towel diaper when writing this, because I was generating so much pre-cum. Enjoy! ------------------------------------ The 15-minute walk back home replenished my poppers-lungs with fresh oxygen and the cool spring air made everything so clear. I could feel a familiar wetness between my ass cheeks, and it made my cock tingle. When I entered our home, I looked through the bedroom door and found my husband naked in bed, playing games on his phone. He was so fucking cute. Even though we’ve been together for ages, I was still as much in love with him as I was when we first met. My husband Vincent, or Vince, was a short slim guy, making him look like a twink even though he was in his early forties. Only his well-trimmed beard would give a hint as to what the real age of this blonde beauty was. He was clearly popular among the dark Spanish guys, looking like a miniature Viking. My little pocket Viking, as I used to call him. He smiled at me and asked: - “Did you have fun, babe?” - “I sure did…”, I answered as I took off all my clothes. I jumped on the bed next to him, kissed him and crawled as close as possible to his warm body. The feeling of his naked skin against mine is the best feeling in the world. All troubles, aches and pains just melt away as I caress every part of his smooth skin. He kissed me back and as I caressed his hairless ass, he grabbed my hand and pushed my index finger into his hole. It was wet. He’d been fucked while I was gone. My cock immediately became rock hard again. I’ve never been able to resist his freshly fucked, cum filled hole. - “Seems like you’ve had some fun too?” - “Yes, when you left, I kept thinking of you getting fucked and I got horny and wanted some action for myself, so I started Scruff and was hit up by this bear couple who lives just two blocks away.” - “So, you’ve got two loads in there?”, I said, getting even hornier. - “Uhm… More like five…”, he said and blushed. “We talked about how much I love cum, so they brough two condoms from some safe-sex-couple of tops they had met earlier today. They used it as lube when they fucked me. And one of the guys came twice, so that would make it five.” - “Holy fuck… You slut. You sexy fucking slut!”, I responded and started to leak pre-cum while I kept fingering his sloppy hole. - “What about you?”, he said, quickly pushing me onto my back while moving between my legs, lifting my right leg onto his shoulder, and inserting two fingers in my sore hole. “How many loads did you get?” I let out a yelp and rolled my eyes as I was very sore from the treatment I’d received at the sauna. Do I tell him the truth? How much of a cumdump slut is TOO much for him to handle? On the other hand, I’ve never heard of him taking five loads in one session before, and ten is only twice as much, which is a quite common factor between us. - “Ten, I think…”, I wheezed between clenched teeth. - “Wow, yeah, I can feel how wet and used you are. And I seem to notice you’re in some pain?”, he said and snickered. “Someone extra big got to you?”. - “You could say that. Like a fucking fist…” - “Wow…” My husband was hard as a fucking rock. While fingering me with his left hand he jerked his 17 cm cock with the right. I could tell he wanted to fuck me. His fingering was caressing the damage that had been done to me, massaging the cum into the mucus membranes. The pains were slowly diminishing, making it very pleasurable. He noticed and directed the head of his cock at my hole, eager to push in, but I stopped him with a hand on his stomach. - “I… It might not be a good idea right now…”, I fumbled with the words, not wanting to tell him, but also not wanting to put him at risk by letting him stick his neg cock in my hole that was filled with poz cum. - “Why? You don’t seem to be in pain anymore. Please, I didn’t cum when they fucked me, I need to cum!”, he said, spat on his cock and rubbed it over the head and onto the shaft. - “It could be risky. There could be poz cum in there and we haven’t been good with the PrEP lately, I don’t want you to catch anything.” - “We’re both cumdumps, there’s always a risk. The cum in my ass could also be poz.”, he said and pushed his cock hard against my hole. - “Yeah, but…”, I couldn’t get out of this. “The cum in my ass IS poz!”, I said looking seriously straight into his eyes. - “Just like the cum in MY ass.”, he said and leaned forward over me, kissed me deeply and simultaneously plunged his cock deep into me. I couldn’t speak for several reasons; the shock, the pleasure, the pain, the deep kissing, the overwhelming sense of us being absolutely perfect for each other. We were the same. The same twisted, perverted sluts. The same cock-hungry cumdumps. He kept fucking my ass with his cock, and my mouth with his tongue. I kept grabbing his body trying to push him deeper into me, squeezing his cock with my ass. He stopped kissing me and looked deep into my eyes. - “I can’t believe how good this feels. Your ass is so wet and hot. I can feel all that poz cum caressing my cock inside you. But I’m too close to cumming.” He looked down, took his cock out and with his right hand he scooped up a big dollop of poz cum from my ass. It was tinted pink with my blood. He let my legs down from his shoulders and rubbed the cum all over my cock, then climbed on top and sat down on it. It slid in easily all the way down until I could feel the weight of his body on my pelvis. He threw his head back and grabbed my chest with his hands as he sat there, waiting for his ass to accommodate my rather thick cock. I sat up and embraced him in a warm hug, then grabbed his ass cheeks and lifted him slightly off my cock, only to drop him back down, hard. He yelped and told me to do it again, but harder. I did. And I did again. And again. Harder and harder until I was lifting him up and slamming him down again with all the power I could muster. - “FUCKING DESTROY ME!”, he screamed, driving his nails into the flesh of my back. - “I’m gonna fucking cum baby!”, it was all too much for me to handle. - “Shoot that last fucking neg load into my ass, my love! Mix it with those poz loads in me! I love you so much!” He kissed me again as I started shooting inside him. Probably the biggest load of my life, the orgasm just wouldn’t subside, and I forgot to breathe. I was shaking and blacking out, collapsing onto my back on the bed again. A few seconds later I came to and saw my husband sitting there on my cock, looking beautiful and very happy, but still very, very hard and horny. He still hadn’t cum, but I would not leave him that way. No way; I’m a better husband than that. - “Fuck me!”, I demanded. - “I fucking will…”, he said and got of my dick, squeezing it properly so that no cum would leak out of him. He got back in position between my legs, lifted them over his shoulders and shoved his cock all the way in in one quick move. No spit, no pre-cum, no lube, just force, and the poz cum that was slowly leaking out of my battered hole. As I had just cum, I was a bit tighter again, and it hurt. To my surprise he grabbed my throat and started choking me while violently pounding my ass. He had never done that before, but there was a wildness in his eyes that just made the choking make sense. I felt the need for air increasing, the room beginning to spin, but at the same time all the pain was gone and replaced with a feeling of euphoria, and before it became scary, he let out a roar and unloaded in me, then collapsed on top of me. We just laid like that for a long time, catching our breaths, him still inside me, me caressing his back. - “I love you.”, I whispered in his ear. - “You have no fucking idea how much I love you.”, he said back.

The young bear laughed and with a grin on his face he said: - “Is it our turn now?” - “No, I’m sorry, I need a break. I need to go to the bar and replenish my fluids, but maybe later?” - “If you promise that we can both onload in your ass after, we’ll accompany you to the bar and buy you a drink!”, the older bear said, still smiling. The younger bear looked at him and giggled. They were a handsome couple, I would guess the young one was in his early 20’s and the older in his 60’s, both the classic bear type with hairy chests, beards, and shaved heads. The older was just slightly chubby while the younger was more heavy-set. I smiled back at them and replied: - “Ok!” I got back up on my feet, brushed my ass off, took the towel from the hook and left the booth, following the bears towards the bar. - “What can I get you?”, the older one said. - “Gin & Tonic. And a bottle of water, I’m getting dehydrated!”, I replied. - “Three GT’s and a water…”, he ordered at the bar, and flashed the numbered badge on his key to the barman. We sat down in the lounge are and talked. - “I’m Javi.”, said the older bear and extended his hand to greet me. - “And I’m Alejandro.”, said the younger bear, “But everyone just calls me Roo.”. I shook their hands and responded: - “I’m… Uhm…” Not having a Spanish name, I decided to simplify it for them. - “Just call me Jay. Nice to meet you, and thanks for the drinks!” - “No problem. You’ll make it worth it; I hope.”, Javi said. - “So, did he fuck you good, Jay?”, Roo said. - “Oh yes, soooooo fucking good! Damn that was an amazing cock!”. - “Yeah, I know, he fucked me the same way a month ago…”, Roo replied with a serious look on his face. - “Did he cum in you?”, Javi asked. - “Yes, deep inside me, just as I like it.” - “Are you poz?” - “No…?”, I replied, a bit surprised by the direct question. - “On PrEP?” - “No, not at the moment…” Javi and Roo looked at each other. - “Well… You can always get PeP. If you want to. You know, the morning after pill for HIV.”, Roo said. - “I know what PeP is.”, I responded. “I’m guessing you’re saying that I need it?” - “Yes, that guy is toxic as fuck. He may look like a nice guy, but he can be bad news, depending on what you’re after. He converted Roo when he fucked him here a month ago. We got the results a few days ago,” Javi said, looking serious. - “Oh…”, was all I could respond. - “Why aren’t you taking PrEP?”, Roo asked. - “I recently moved to Spain and haven’t sorted it out here yet. But I’ve never been good at protecting myself… Why weren’t you?” - “Uhm…”, Roo said and paused, clearly a bit flustered by me throwing the question back at him. He looked at his boyfriend who looked back at him and nodded. Roo continued: - “I didn’t want to…”, he said and looked me straight in the eyes. - “…because I’m a bug chaser…”. He looked back at Javi, and I could see the love in their eyes as they smiled and exchanged a quick kiss. - “I was already poz when we met, but I’m undetectable so all I could give him was a bad case of Gono.”, Javi said with a giggle and an evil grin at Roo, who smiled back and said: - “And that’s when I fell in love with him.” They kept looking into each other’s eyes and exchanged a long deep kiss. Naturally I’ve heard of bug chasers before, but I never had a chance too meet someone who was talking about it as openly and naturally as these guys. It was clear that they were both very happy and in love. They turned back towards me and looked at me with determination. - “It’s time. You’re going to take our loads now.”, Javi said, matter-of-factly. They downed the last of their drinks, I did the same and took the half empty water bottle with me as I followed them towards the cubicle area. I didn’t even hesitate, even though I knew I was at great risk of catching something with these guys. Maybe I should’ve hesitated, but I figured I had already taken quite a few raw cocks this afternoon, what more damage could they possibly do? They quickly found an empty room with a large bed, pushed me inside and locked the door behind them, then continued to yank off my towel and push me down on my knees. I threw the little bag of lube and poppers on the bed, along with the water bottle, and like a good slave I put my hands behind my back and looked up at my masters like an exited puppy. They opened their towels and for the first time I saw their semi-hard cocks. Roo had an average dick, average thickness, and an average length of about 17 cm. Javi on the other hand had an above average length of about 19 cm, about the same as mine, but it was a lot thicker than the poz guy who just fucked me. It was as thick as my wrist and being a bear; my wrists are quite thick! I quickly put my mouth around Roo’s cock and started sucking, while I was stroking Javi, looking at his cock with amazement and, I’m guessing, a bit of fear. This is going to tear me apart, I thought to myself. Roo got hard quickly, and I tried sucking Javi, but I couldn’t get it into my mouth. I broke my jaw a few years back and after extensive surgery I haven’t been able to open as wide as I used to, but it has never been a problem until now. I had to settle with having just his cock head in my mouth, playing with my tongue over it while jerking him off. When Javi noticed it wasn’t going in as he wanted it to, he pulled out and said: - “Never mind that, lay down on your back on the bed. Don’t worry, Roo will fuck you first.” Clearly, I did as I was told, laid down on my back, ass hanging out over the edge of the bed and hoisted my legs in the air. Roo started rummaging around in the trash bin and he found what he was looking for; a used, cum filled condom. He positioned himself between my legs, held his cock against my hole, emptied the contents of the condom over his cock and my hole, then plunged into me in one quick swoop and started fucking me. Honestly, I’d had so much thick cock already that I could barely feel it, but it was still a raw cock in me, lubed with anonymous cum from a used condom, and that kind of sleaze is what I live for. The look on Roo’s face as he was pounding away was puzzling me. I couldn’t tell if he enjoyed it, disliked it or if he was feeling anything at all, he was just blank. I tried clenching to see if I could get a reaction, but nothing. Pinching his nipples didn’t do anything either. Javi was standing next to us, watching, jerking his massive cock. It was drooling with pre cum, and I reached out to catch a drop that was about to leave and hit the floor. It tasted salty and delicious. Roo was still pounding away with his expressionless face. Javi moved behind Roo, embraced him, kissed his neck, and said: - “Give it to him Roo. Breed him!” - “I already have, twice…”, Roo responded. - “Then move away and let me fucking destroy him!” - “Wait, not yet I’m about to give him a third load!” What? He’d cum twice already? Without ANY of the telltale grunts, moans, clenched eyes, or anything. He kept fucking for another minute, still no expression on his face, then he pulled out and said: - “There… Three toxic loads in his neg ass. NOW it’s your turn my love.” - “Grab your poppers lad, you’re gonna fucking need them!”, Javi said. Roo moved out of the way, sat down on the bed next to me so he had a good view of what was about to happen. He took my water bottle and drank it all as he leaned back to enjoy the show and started fiddling with his softening cock. I started inhaling my poppers like my life depended on them, I knew I was going to need all the chemical help I could get to survive this. Javi moved into position, put my legs up to rest on his shoulders, and with fear I saw that fat monster approaching my freshly bred hole. I took hit after hit of the poppers, hoping it would help. I’ve been fisted a few times, but it had been years since the last time, and I was not prepared for this. His glans was wet with pre cum, he pushed against me and started slipping in. It was stretching me open like never before and my ring was giving a lot of resistance. - “Wait, please…”, I said and grabbed my towel from the bed. I wet a corner of it with the poppers, rolled it up into a ball and shoved it in my mouth. A few deep breaths through the popper-towel, and it hit me like a fucking train. I just looked at Javi and nodded. Javi pushed hard, with no regard whatsoever for the owner of the hole he was penetrating. My hole gave up its resistance, and Javi entered me all the way. The pain was excruciating, but he was stronger than my ring muscle, and he had won. He started fucking me, alternating between quick short thrusts and long slow ones, sometimes even pulling all the way out and forcefully shoving back in. It was clear that his mission was to destroy me. He backed up and inspected my hole. - “Would you look at that…”, he said proudly, turning to Roo. Roo moved off the bed and down to the floor to get a good close look at my hole. Javi went back inside me, then pulled out again, leaving my hole gaping. - “Wow, he really is wide open now! Nice work!”, Roo said and shoved his face in between my ass cheeks, sticking his surprisingly long tongue into my hole. Roo flicked his tongue around a bit, then got up, pulled the poppers-towel from my mouth, and gave me a kiss with his sperm covered tongue. It was an intense taste of cum and ass, and the distinct taste of something slightly metallic: blood. Javi really had destroyed me, but not enough it seemed, as he shoved back in and again started fucking me quick and hard. I was coming down from the poppers rush, and it was really starting to hurt again, but I clenched my teeth and endured for another five minutes until Javi blasted his undetectable load in me and collapsed on top of me. He slipped out, rolled off and I could finally let my legs down again, with much discomfort. I just lay there, looking up into the ceiling, trying to compose myself. - “So, how many loads have you taken today, Jay?”, Roo asked. - “Ten, I think…”, I responded after going through this evening’s events in my head. - “At least four of those were really toxic poz loads.”, Javi commented. - “As we told you, Roo was just diagnosed and when you’re recently converted your viral load is really fucking high…”, he continued. I had no response. I just laid there quietly, my ass aching and my hole absorbing all those loads. Roo and Javi were quiet as they sat on the bed next to me. - “I need to take a piss…”, Roo said and took the empty plastic bottle and started filling it with his warm piss. When he was done, the bottle was full. He screwed the cap back on and tossed it on the bed towards me. It rolled over the bed and stopped as it caressed the side of my chest. I could feel the warmth of the liquid through the plastic, against my skin. - “Are you going to get PeP now and prevent your conversion?”, Roo asked, looking at me. What I did next surprised even myself. I picked up the piss bottle, looked at the pale-yellow liquid, sat up, unscrewed the cap, put the bottle to my lips and looking Roo straight in the eyes I started drinking. I’ve never been a piss pig before, but it felt so right at this moment. After downing half the bottle, I spoke up: - “What do you think? I’m a perverted cum dump, I think it’s finally time for me to fully embrace who I am and let the virus take hold. Not sure what my husband will say though…” I gave him a crooked mischievous smile as I scooped up a wad of gunk from my ass and looked at it. It was opalescent pink and frothy. I was definitely bleeding, and those toxic loads had a free passage into my bloodstream. I licked my fingers clean and moaned as I enjoyed the taste. - “It seems our job here is done, dear.”, Javi said to Roo, and they both laughed and gave each other a high five. - “I’m definitely done for today, there’s no way in hell I can get fucked anymore.”, I responded and laughed with them. Then I downed the last of the piss and said: - “And apparently, I’m a piss pig now. Not sure how that happened, I’ve never drank piss like this before.”, I said, crunched the empty bottle and threw it in the trash. We all went to the showers, got dressed and left together. They handed in their keys at the counter and paid their bill, and I did the same. The guy at the counter smiled at me and handed over a note with my locker number on. It was a phone number, “Text me!”, and a smiley face. I showed it to Roo and Javi. - “Yep, that’s his number alright. I’m pretty sure he wants you to confirm whether he’s managed to convert you or not. I know he’s counting his victims. But you won’t really be able to know if it was him or us…”, Roo said, flashing me a smile. We exited the sauna, exchanged numbers, hugged, and kissed. - “I hope we get to meet your husband too.”, Javi said with a grin. - “You’d kill him with that thing…” I said, looking at his groin…

If I had been in Pig heaven earlier this was Nirvana, as the cock penetrating my ass passed the second ring and snaked its way into me deeper than any flesh and blood object had ever been. He was as deep in me as he could be, as I could feel his pubes against my ass. It seemed to be as good for him as it was for me, as he pushed as hard as he could and just held it there while letting out a deep groan. Slowly he pulled back, just a few centimeters, then pushed back in, making it a very, very deep fucking, causing my insides to stir. The cock in my mouth was pulled out, and the booth emptied. My focus was now entirely on what was happening in my bowels. My own cock even shrunk into my body and disappeared, not having anything to do with the immense pleasures I was feeling. It was however, still dripping with a steady flow of precum from all the anal stimulation. He started fucking with longer strokes and I could feel the head of his cock pass back and forth through my inner ring muscle. I was shivering. The disappointment I felt as he pulled all the way out, leaving the booth, was quickly replaced by excitement as there was a knock on my door. I opened, peered out, and there he was. Tall and slim with a bit of chest hair, but most notable was his cock hanging almost down to his knees. He was a handsome man, about my age, with a kind face with his brown eyes and dark beard with a few grey streaks in it. Around his neck was a ribbon with a big brown bottle hanging. He smiled at me, stepped inside, locked the door behind him, embraced me and kissed me deeply. Letting go of me he spun me around and directed his monster cock towards my hole again, slowly pushing it in. The head passed my inner ring, and I could feel my insides being filled and stretched. Being significantly taller than me he almost lifted me off the ground as he stood up, bringing me to stand on my toes with him fully embedded inside me, me being impaled on his member. He hugged me hard from behind and whispered in my ear: - “I can’t even remember when I was this deep inside someone, it’s been so long… It feels so fucking good!” I tried to reply, but I realized I hadn’t even taken a breath since he started entering me, so with a gasp I whimpered: - “Yes… Amazing… I… Can’t… … Fuck me! Please fuck me! Breed me!”. - “Oh, I will, trust me, you’re not going anywhere until I’ve shot my load in you, as deep as I possibly can.”, he said while letting me down on my feet again and pulling out just far enough that the head of his cock was still inside me, but outside my inner hole. - “Thank you… “, I started saying but was interrupted by him plunging all the way in again, causing me to lose my breath yet again. He pushed me forward into the corner of the booth so I could lean against the walls with both my arms, then started to fuck me with long deep strokes. He stopped and I heard him unscrew the cap of his poppers bottle, he took two deep hits and then held it under my nose. Wanting more effect, I grabbed the bottle, wiped the neck with my hand and took a huge hit through my mouth, held it, exhaled and repeated. It was a strong, freshly opened bottle, and the rush hit me hard causing me to back up against him. - “Wow, a pro!”, he said with a chuckle as he took another hit, then screwed the cap back on and started fucking me again. This time it wasn’t a sensual fuck, it was a fuck with a mission. Long, hard, fast, piston fucking. I was out of breath, my vision blurred and my head spinning with intense sensations as I was receiving the pounding of my life. If I hadn’t had the walls to lean on, I’m sure I would’ve been on the floor by now. He pushed my head down even further, I had to support myself with one hand on the floor, and maybe he was getting access to another millimeter of my hole this way. He was slamming into me hard, the slapping sound reverberating in the sauna, and I remember thinking that the neighbors were probably able to hear it. - “I’m going to fucking blow!”, he was almost screaming. I was completely unable to respond or do anything but take it. He pushed in as far as he could, pulling me by the hips so hard I was sure I’d be bruised by tomorrow. I felt him pulsating in me. He was shaking. I was shaking. As his orgasm subsided, he pulled me up to standing position and pulled out of me. I turned around, but my legs couldn’t carry me anymore and I slumped down on the floor with my back against the wall, sweating profusely. - “Are you OK?”, he said with real care in his voice. - “I’m more than OK. This was the best fuck I’ve had in many years!” My eyes were fixated on his softening cock. A drop of cum was hanging from the glans, almost teasing me. I reached out, grabbed it, and licked the cum off the head of his cock. I pulled along the shaft, milking it, sucking the very last drops out of him. He looked down at me and smiled. - “You’re such a good sub. I hope we meet again, there’s lots of things I’d like to do to you… Kinky things… Very kinky…”, he said and grinned. Before he left the booth, he grabbed the key that was hanging from a rubber band around my wrist, and looked at the little numbered badge, then flashed a smile at me and exited, leaving the door open. Outside the door was a couple of bears, one young and one old, looking at me with huge grins on their faces. - “Well done!”, the older one said.

I hope you like this installment Amy, from the doorway, let out a catcall. Cody tried to jump up, but with Andy laying on top of him made it difficult. Cody was leaking cum from his well fucked ass. “Don’t let me interrupt, it looks like you're having more fun with my brother and my ex than you ever did with me.” Amy cajoled him, With that i felt Cody’s cock get hard again and poke at my ass. I guided it back into me and Andy slipped his into Cody. We were back into a hot 3way fuck again, and Amy disapeared from the room. By the end of the night, I fucked Cody once and Andy bred him twice more. Amy watched for a while, but left to go look for more prey. Andy was laying on his back while Cody rode him and I stood on the bed and fed Cody my cock. Andy pulled out some poppers and took a huge sniff and then handed them to Cody who expertly took a giant drag on them. Andy reached up pulled Cody back exposing Cody’s ass with Andy’s cock still firmly in place. Andy instructed me to add mine. Cody fought a little, but Andy held the poppers to his nose. It was tight, but the more he sniffed those poppers the more he opened up and soon we had both of our cocks in Cody. Andy whispered into his ear, “We took your mouth, we took your ass and you are taking our gift.” “We are going to knock you up, take our gift and then go out and pread it around to whoever you like” Cody just moaned in agreement. I am not sure he understood what the ‘gift’ he was getting. But he certainly went from straight to gay pretty damn fast. After that night with Cody. I woke up chilled to the bone and sweating profusely. I called Amy and Andy and they both rushed over to take care of me. Andy told me I was converting. They both stayed with me for a few days and even Cody came by to see what he was in for in a couple of weeks. I guess Amy took him aside and told him what the gift was. I guess he had been working his way through his closeted homophobe gym buddies one-by-one. (Maybe more on his adventures later). While he was there he coaxed me into a blowjob which led to him fucking me. I was in no condition to say no. Hell, even Andy took advantage of me in my weakened state fucking my ass several times a day. Of course, I sucked them clean when I was done. Fast Forward a few weeks Cody came down with the “flu”, and we all took advantage of him and surprisingly a lot of the gym studs did too. I guess when Cody decided he was going to get anyone that showed interest in him. He was the manager of the local chain gym that caters to the MILFs, guys with dad-bods and college jocks trying to hold onto their prime. He gave me and Andy free memberships. Within a week, we had scoped out about 10 guys we wanted to add to our little club from some hot dads to the college jocks. Amy had some MILFs picked out but that is another story in another forum. So Andy being the aggressor picked his first target. Jake a 35 year old, college QB who added about 30lbs since college and was now struggling to get it off. His wife no longer interested in sex. He hit on anything with a pulse. He even flirted with Andy and I knowing we were “friendly” having caught me sucking Andy in the shower. All part of Andy’s plan to get Jake comfortable with the idea of guys sucking. Andy figured if he did not report us to Cody. He was cool with it and maybe even down with it. Sone we learned his gym schedule. He would be there until close on Friday nights. So, we made a deal with Cody for his first conversion to do it at the gym. He was all for it. We all toiled away at the weights and cardio making small talk about this and that. Jake avoiding eye-contact with Andy and I as much as possible. Cody locked up for the night and told Jake that he, Amy, Andy and I were going to hang out and hit the sauna and hot tub that was for the exclusive members and drink some beers and he was welcome to stay. He tried to say he had no swim trunks and Cody assured him that we were all friends and he would not need them, and with that Amy flashed him her boobs as enticement. He was all-in. We all stripped down in the locker room with Andy fluffing his 8inch cock, Cody pumping his seven and me with my six gun leaving Jake with a 10 inch python. No wonder his wife had lost interest. He probably wrecked her everytime he fucked her. Cody grabbed us all a beer and we eased into the whirlpool with Amy sitting next to Jake and Andy next to her then Cody and I close-by. Jake was looking relaxed, but I could tell something was going on underneath the bubbles. Jake looked over at Amy, she just smiled and slipped out of the water. It was then that he realized the hand on his cock was Andy’s, but he did not fight it. His eyes rolled back into his head. Andy had magic hands. Cody convinced him to sit up on the edge of the pool and Jake did. Cody swallowed his cock as far as he could. Andy sucked on his large nuts and I kissed and licked his nipples. Amy, her job was done, She just watched from the corner. Cody slowly let his fingers swirl around Jake’s rosebud of a virgin ass. The 4 of us spilled out of the whirlpool and into the sauna. Where I got behind Cody and started to eat his ass. Cody was now throating Jake’s over-sized cock. Andy moved me out of the way and spit-roasted Cody for Jake to see. Jake was enjoying his blowjob, but wanted to fuck. Andy pumped into Cody for a good 5 minutes when Jake asked if he could fuck Cody. Andy nodded yes, but not before pumping a toxic load into Cody. Cody had Jake lay down on one of the benches then he straddled him and lowered himself down on Jake’s massive tool. I could see Andy’s load dribble down Jake’s member. They were a little awkward in getting their rhythm, but son Jake was slamming his 10 inch pole into Cody’s eager ass. I did my best to eat Jake’s virgin untainted hole, but I was able to get a finger in him and help him cum a little quicker. HE was totally flush from the fuck and the hear of the sauna. So, we scampered into the group showers. Where I got a chance to lick JAke clean and eat his ass a little more. I opened him up for Andy. I got Jake hard again. He was lost in lust. His dick seeing the first action in months. He didn’t care if it was from a man or not. What he was not ready for was Andy's big 8 inch prick up his virgin ass. Andy with my help slipped his cock between Jake’s ass cheeks, and slipped some poppers under his nose not giving him a choice but to inhale deep with the help of lube and spit Andy was able to wedge his thick cock into the former college qb’s virgin ass. Jake’s eye show wide-open, his mouth agape. I just had to kiss him. He was not repulsed. He even allowed my tongue to explore his mouth while Andy fucked his all too willing ass. Cody lined his cock up with my hole and easily slid into my well deflowered cunt. Andy and Cody both took their time to brutally fuck us both in the group shower. Andy had both hands on Jake’s shoulders as he railed his now all too willing ass. While cody hate fucked my hole. I begged for his poz cum. As Andy impregnated the fertile field of Jake’s ass. Before it was all said and done, Jake fucked both Cody and I, Andy and Cody fucked JAke twice each, and i got to clean them all up. Within a month or so, more than half of the gym studs were poz and some of the MILFs were as well Amy and Andy had sites on a bigger prey I hope you all like this one. It felt forced Sorry Joey

Fantastic story! Very fuckin hot! If it's based on the 'Pozed on Stage ' story I wrote and posted here on Breeding Zone I am honoured!

On my knees, in room full of crowed waiting for me to suck them, or laying on the edge of the bed or sling, waiting to be face fucked

The Heath is good but you'll need to keep your eye on the time as public transport closes down and you might get stuck there! The Vault naked nights (Monday and Thursday) are excellent. Be there at around or just before 7pm as, especially on Thursday, it gets busy. Also try the Bunker on City Road ( nearest tube Old Street). They have themed nights so look at their website to see what floats your boat. Also try SBN (tube Vauxhall) on Sunday afternoons. It starts at 2pm but I tend to arrive just after that as it gets busy as the afternoon goes on. Its basically wall to wall cock and hole. You might look at Hardon to see if one of their monthly events falls on the week you're in town. If you're adventurous and can face South London try the Lord Clyde. Nearest main line station is Deptford and then about 15 minute walk. It's newish. I've been a couple of times and had fun on one of those visits. They don't have website. Look them and others on squirt.irg Saunas...are a but so-so. Sailor's, Locker Room, Pleasuredrome...all can be good or lousy. Can't easily say whats best day/time. Good hunting. Let me know if you want more info or are looking for a hole to fill John

HOTTT!!! I've been waiting for this continuation! Hope to see more soon this time!

Come to the west coast and I’ll do exactly this to you.

Just want to start by saying I Love Cock...Just got Herpes about a month ago from fucking a really slutty chick I had been dumping loads into for a few years. She moved out of town for over a year. Came back, we met at a hotel and I fucked her hard like an animal in both holes. You would have thought it was the last fuck of my life the way I was fucking her. Hard as a rock, load after load, deep. 4 days later, bam, herpes lesions. It really sucks because I love fucking women bareback when I'm not being a total bottom slut for cock, which is most of the time. Im a total cock whore but I still havent caught anything from gay sex, only with chicks. Caught Clam a few years back from another really slutty BBW wife.

I was getting quotes for electric work couple of weeks back and had some hot guys turn up. Maybe some of them would be up for it, but who knows. They're on good behavior at work. And they don't know I'm bi. One guy was interesting though. A kinda handsome guy, next door kind of man in uniform that looked good on him. He showed up at the end of the workday, he was sweaty smelling and had this all over the place energy. I'd guess ADHD. I've got it myself, it looked familiar. I had to keep saying we've got to focus on a thing before moving on. So I show him around as much as you can with a guy like that and he sees a copy of a gay magazine. Then it got interesting. He asked me if I've got a girlfriend or boyfriend. Ok, I can work with that. I say I've broken up with my boyfriend. Never had one, but whatever, I'm just saying the right stuff. Then he asks me how we met. Maybe he's just a curious guy, but I sensed a bit of something. Problem was he was heading out the door and in the apartment hall at this point. I didn't want to say lots with neigbours about. I wanted to say on a hookup app to get the idea of hooking up on the table, but I just said online. If he'd held back in the apartment longer we could have talked a bit more. Problem I've got is I'm big and hairy so everyone guesses I'm always top and rough, so maybe not what he wanted. But I'd have blown him or let him top if that's what he wanted. I was tempted to hire him to get another chance at it, but he was expensive and who knows what my electrics would have turned out like. If I need any more work I'll give him a call, see what happens then

I wasn't given a choice. And I'm happier for it!

the day after my sons open door gang fuck hosted by his boyfriend and his grandpa and me, we did it again with me as the ass up head down bottom. just like with marcs fuck, I took about a dozen loads. it was about 3 this morning when my dad decided that we should cross the parking lot to the shower room of the truck stop next door. I agreed, but since it was so close and a nice warm night, we made the trip in out jizz and piss stained jocks. no one was around since it was so late. when we entered the cement block building we forgot we would encounter the attendant. he wasn't really a problem though, dad offered him my sloppy ass. which he took. now with our admission taken care of, we walked into the shower room filled with 20 or so heads. dad took me to the center of the room and turned on 4 heads. as we rubbed down, dad fingered my swollen pussy ass. as we played, I guess the attendant must have roused a couple of truckers or bikers. they were both chubbie, very hairy, and hung . one was black and the other white. they joined us under the showers where the black guy with the really fat cock bent me in half and rammed my ass with cock. thank god I'm a slut and always filled with cum. dad and the other guy played while I was fucked hard. then the door banged open and closed . it was marc and his boyfriend eric. he greeted me with a hi dad, which interested the guy fucking me. we explained and he asked to watch us play. marc fucked my face while bbc fucked my ass. by the time we all finished playing I had 5 more loads...and invites to come back when the place was crowed... apparently this was the best ruck stop if you enjoyed fag ass.

the [banned word] nature of it really gets me off too, it makes my brain go into a rush breaking that [banned word] and barebacking

I affectionately refer to our president as "Grandpa Joe". I am glad he leaned into his age last night. It isn't his youth; there are plenty of staff to manage the heavy lifting. Political finesse is still relevant and Grandpa Joe has that in spades. The "worst case scenario" isn't so bad either; that being that if our president dies Veep Harris takes over. Not my first choice but I am confident she will do a good enough job at least, and we might be pleasantly surprised and reelect her. WRT the SOTU; he did quite well. Stumbled over some words; but honestly how many of us would stand there and never stumble over words. If that is the metric we're using the Orange dictator gives master class lessons on stumbling over words; malapropisms. The Republican response only needed rain, sad music and puppies added. I listened to the whole thing; but man it is frustrating when they are actively blocking a solution to the problem they are trying to lay at Grandpa Joe's feet. Obvious bullshit like that is simply offensive.

Allow me to offer a different perspective: The current Administration has accomplished in a mere 3 years things that the former Administration didn't. Consider the wide array of infrastructure projects, in a number of "red" states, for instance. Old bridges on the Interstates, new energy installations (i.e. solar, wind) in both red and blue states; just two examples of how evenly The President has spread the governmental infrastructure projects. Name one - merely one - infrastructure improvement that the former President accomplished of the same scale. The former President only cares about how many millions of people he can hoodwink into voting him back into office, so he can stay out of jail. He offers nothing but hatred, vitriol, consorting with despots around the world, He has demonstrated clearly and decisively that he will - at the very least - cripple the Republic, all to prop up his own inflated image of himself. His "advisors" are either indicted, or have been tried, convicted, and are awaiting being sent to jail. Which of the current President's advisors are facing jail? The current President, on the other hand, demonstrates is bent towards making things better for everyone, and employs staff that will carry out that enlightened vision. The former President has openly, bluntly stated that he intends to become a "dictator", and no one believes it would be for only one day, most particularly his own benighted supporters. "appearances" count for precious little. It's the actual work the current President has already accomplished, vs the stream of filth pouring forth on an hourly basis out of the former President's mouth, his truly sordid history, his lack of any shred of intellectual accomplishment, his previous Administration that make him wholly unqualified to lead his own life, let alone the United States. Appearances count for little. It's what they do (or don't) that counts.

My last load(s)was two nights ago....I hit the bathhouse after work. Been awhile but couldn't wait to the weekend to get good nut. Of course the usual story as I got a room and then did the mandatory walk to explore. I entered a dark play area and this hot daddy with a five o'clock shadow and wearing a harness was pumping a older guy in a sling. We made I contact and did the bro nod and then I moved on...back at my room..I left the door open and a few random guys came and went. Now they only gave me head and I needed to lay some pipe. No sooner did I prop myself on the bed to watch some porn, Daddy comes in and says hi in a bass level voice...He asked what I was looking for and told him that I wanted to bust a nut up a gut...he immediately jumps on all fours on the bed and drops his towl. I jumped up and immediately entered him...no lube needed and words spoken...I proceeded to fuck his hairy hole! As we proceeded taking poppers we got into sync and I lost track of time ..we must have fucked for 45 minutes straight...I was in Nirvana bliss as I grabbed his hips, closed, my eyes, and got a good clip in fucking his velvet taco of a manhole. It made me even harder to tell he was into it by his grunts. Finally came to the point of no return and a shot my wad in him as looked over my popper induced red pecs at my dick in his ass! He got up and winked and I slapped his ass he left. No words spoken ...immediately the older guy, Daddy had been fucking earlier, came through the still open door to my room and took my butt juice, lubed, and cum covered dick into his mouth and cleaned it! He did it so well I shot a second load!....he actually was giving me a gummer! Damn nice guy!

Viral load into 5 digits already

I wanted to see the son being tied up and getting double slam, begging to be fucked. His dad pimped him out and then a bunch of gangsters broke in and fucked that boy pussy balls deep while the dad watched him getting destroyed.

The below is taken from the Rosebay Camping website. Open (daily) from 1st April – 30th September. Naturism encouraged but not compulsory. ENTRY/ACCESS IS RESTRICTED TO MEMBERS ONLY. Membership is open to any gay or bisexual man, over the age of 18. The cost = £25* (paid in advance of your first visit). *$32 USD / €29 EUR approx (as per exchange rates on 14.08.23) Membership is for life – unless revoked for breaching site regulations. A member wishing to visit (whilst not booked/staying at the site), can do so as a 'Day Visitor'. Day Visitor pass valid from 10:00 to 20:00** = £10. Last Entry is 18:00. Day Visitor pass valid from 16:00 to 20:00** = £5. Last Entry is 18:00. **Opening hours extended to 22:00 on themed evenings. NB – to clarify, I have posted this simply as a tiny bolster of support for the (ever shrinking) gay scene in the United Kingdom. I have no connection to this venue or its owners.

Bill and Arthur laughed and stood up, leaving Peter's mother on the sofa. I went to clean the changing room as Bill went to get Peter from the basement. When I finished, I went into reception. Arthur was there with Peter's mother, stroking his cock and drinking some tea. The door to the basement opened, and Bill led Peter into the room. The poor lad was running with sweat and spunk ran down his inside thighs and dripped onto the floor. "Look at you! " said his mother, wrinkling her nose. "Covered in it, you dirty boy!" Peter grinned as Bill turned him round and spread his smooth cheeks. His arsehole gaped and spurted sperm over his balls. "Well fucked and bred, missus!" He laughed. "Go and clean up!" She said. "I'm not taking you home covered in spunk." Peter went off to the showers and Bill looked at his mother and said "you know he's probably pregnant by now?" She nodded. "I'm not surprised, you dirty sod." She nodded at Arthur who was stroking an erection now. "From what I can see, I bet one of you two is the daddy!" She looked at me " And what about you? Are you knocked up yet?" I blushed. Arthur came and bent me over the counter as Bill handed him some lube. He got behind me and slid his warty cock deliciously into me arse. "Course he is!" He laughed, fucking me in front of her.

Last summer in New York was particularly toasty warm, making the small apartment I shared with my boyfriend practically unbearable. Any chance to get outside was welcomed. One weekend, my boyfriend and I took advantage of a sticky humid day to go sit in Central Park, him to soak up a few rays, and me to sit in the shade and catch up on some reading. After a few hours of that, I got hungry, and my boy got a bit burned. He came over to join me in the shade, and I lotioned his back a bit, noticing the eyes of a few real cuties looking in our direction, not sure if they were jealous of me or of him. Anyway, I offered to go to a cart and get some hot dogs, then scrounge for some beer from a Mexican walking with a cooler around the Meadow. I headed off in search of something that would pass for lunch, and it took a while. When I got back to the blanket, my other half was gone. Maybe he had to pee or something, but how strange to have left our blanket unattended. I got a little freaked out, then calmed when I saw that his sandals were still there. I thought, “Well, he can’t have gone far…” I waited for a few minutes, chugging a 40 oz. of some cheap swill. He was nowhere to be seen. I tried his cell, and it rang and rang. I left a message. I was a bit worried, but also hot from the day, and thirsty. I noticed too that some of the cuties who had been sitting around were gone. Guess they hot and thirsty too. Hmmm… So, I cracked open the second of four bottles and chugged away. Still no boyfriend. Fifteen minutes later, I was bored by the lack of hot shirtless guys around, and had to piss like a racehorse. I figured I should head to the filthy smelly men’s’ room at the north end of the Meadow. I thought about gathering up what was left of our stuff, but thought, what the hell, if no one stole our blanket and his shoes earlier, they won’t now. I headed to the public toilet. I walked in to see a short line near one of the stalls and heard someone having a helluva good time in there. Some lucky queens were having a blast in that stall, and it looked like the guys in line were waiting for a piece of the action. I headed to one of the urinals, but found it hard to pee, since I was getting a stiffy listening to some sweet action going on. The stiffy turned into a full hard-on when I heard a guy leaving say, “Yeah, he’s real cute, and takin’ all loads.” I breathed deeply, then texted my boy, telling him to get to the bathroom if he wanted to hear some hot shit going down. Seconds later, my heart stopped when I heard a familiar tone, “All the Single Ladies,” go off from a phone from the corner of line at the stall. I hadn’t seen my boy in line, and couldn’t imagine him in a line of tops waiting to tag some anonymous ass. He’s a total bottom. Then I realized. Shit. He’s in there. He’s the bottom. Fuck. My boy and I have a sort of agreement. We don’t play outside of the relationship, much. But, when we do, we play safe, and we tell each other. How could he have just headed to the toilet to take loads from strangers? What the fuck? I thought I was the only one loading that sweet ass. Damn. I heard more grunts and groans, knowing the sound of an orgasm. Some fucker was loading my boy’s ass. Shit. The risk of taking loads at all from strangers, let alone a line of them. And in midafternoon. New York homos can be some sick fucks. I knew I wasn’t going to be able to shake out a drop of piss at this point, so I zipped up and headed over to the line of filthy tops hoping to pound some stranger’s ass. Thinking about it, my boy must have taken at least two loads in the time I had been in the toilet. Then the line, five guys in front of me, all of them hard through their shorts, some feeling up each others’ dicks, then the closed door. Two of the guys at the front of the line I recognized as cuties from earlier in the Park. The first two guys were speaking French to each other, maybe a couple? Then, a nasty fat slob of a fucker, next a skinny guy who looked sort of wasted away. Meth head? Poz? Who the fuck knows. Then me. These shitheads were going to get a turn at an ass that was rightly mine, all mine. He told me that I was the only one he let fuck him raw. Liar. Fucking liar. I was angry, confused, and completely turned on. I heard another guy blast off, and the door opened. I instantly saw my boy’s ass, his body facing away from me, with a load dripping down his honey-colored thighs. By all rights, that should have been my load. I knew he could get into some freaky shit, and I had fucked him raw in semi-public places before, but he’d never just let a line of guys queue up and take him, at least not to my knowledge. Anyway, the cutie couple from before went in, and closed the stall door. It had to be close quarters in there. Some grunting, then my boy’s sighing as someone plowed him good. One guy got off quickly, and if the cum trickling down his thighs was any hint of things to come, my boy didn’t make him wrap up or pull out. I was freaking out. The next grunt of orgasm came quickly thereafter. I figured the next guy must have cum in his mouth. There wasn’t room or time to have repositioned. Next, I heard the sound of two zippers, my boy meekly saying “Thanks,” then the stall opened again. I lunged forward to try to get a glimpse, but the fatty, and the sicko looking guy beat me to the punch. I couldn’t see more than some ass, and more cum-slicked legs. The fatty headed in, but only lasted about forty-five seconds. He was a squealer, and I worried that his noise would draw too much attention. But no one seemed to mind. I got the feeling that the fatty hadn’t cum in an ass in a long time. I hated him. The door opened. It was just Sicko and me. The skinny fucker smiled at me and asked if I wanted to share him. “Want to tag his ass together?” I thought, “Shit, if he’s poz, I don’t want his dick in my boy’s ass. But it would fucking serve him right.” The thought of seeing my boy take not only a stranger’s load, but potentially a poz one got me even more boned than I had been. I said, “Sure.” He asked casually, “Wanna load him up first?” “Yeah,” I replied. The fatty squeezed past us, making his escape, all disheveled and sweaty. Sicko went in first, undoing his shorts and shoving his hard sticky uncut cock into my boy’s hungry mouth. My boy never saw me. I was shaking I was so nervous. His ass was more stretched out than I had ever seen it, red from abuse, and maybe just bit pink. Was he bleeding from back there? Had he been roughed up by one of these assholes, maybe one of the couple who had seen who was next in line? I unzipped again, my cock rock hard and totally slick with precum. I didn’t need it though; a truck could have gone up there he was so loose, used, and sloppy. I sunk it in all the way on the first plunge and only managed a few strokes before I blasted off inside, adding my load to an unknown number that was already there. When I pulled out, he murmured, “Thanks, I needed that.” He pushed out a bit, and an absurd about of jizz gushed out of his loose pucker, all over his ass and my cock. Sicko pulled him up, kissed him rough, and asked, “Are you sure you want my load? It might be the dirtiest one you’ve taken yet…” My boy didn’t answer. He simply shimmied himself around, offering up his ass to Sicko, with his eyes closed, grabbing for my spent cock, gorging himself on my, and others’, frothy cum all over my cock. I came again, instantly, in his mouth. He swallowed it down like a champ as Sicko rammed it home in my boy’s sloppy pussy. My throat ran dry. I wanted to scream out, “STOP!!!!,” but I was mute. Sicko’s eyes bulged, and he shoved his nasty slimy sick cock in to the hilt, and after a few thrusts, cumming deep inside my boy. Still inside him, Sicko leaned forward and whispered into my boy’s ear, “Did you like that? You like my hot dirty cum in your ass?” “Fuck yeah…” My boy then opened his eyes, and looked up. I froze. We made eye contact for a split second, then I pulled away, physically ill, shoved my leaking cock back into my shorts, and heaved myself out of the stall. More guys were standing there, maybe six or seven. I was dizzy. What the fuck had I just done, or allowed to be done. I ambled out of the toilet and threw up in the bushes outside. I was crying. I found a our spot on the grass and sat there, waiting, for what seemed like forever. No sign of my boy. It may have only been a few minutes, or an hour, or three, but I totally zoned out. I wasn’t feeling good at all. Still in tears, I abandoned our blanket and his sandals and raced to the edge of the Park and caught a cab uptown, back to the scorching hot apartment that I shared with my boy. I took off all of my clothes and took a long cold shower, still crying. I wondered, “Where the fuck is he?” I cooled off, stopped crying, and headed to bed. By now the sun had long set, the Park was closed, and I figured that he must be home soon. Eventually, I fell asleep, alone. At some point in the middle of the night, he came home, shoeless. He told me that he took a few more loads in the Park before someone called security. He later went to a party with Sicko and took some more loads, possibly poz ones. I was disgusted and horrified, but got hard again. He asked me to fuck him one more time that night. I was sickened, but completely turned on. I told him that things would never be the same between us again. He simply nodded, perhaps smiling a little. I fucked him one last time that night, lubed up by the cum of countless strangers, cumming inside, adding my load to more than I cared to count. As I pulled out he said to me, “I hope one of those charged loads took. I’m glad you were there.” I had to go to the bathroom and hurl again. The next day, it was like nothing had ever happened. I suggested that he go get tested. “Why?” he asked. I balked. Later that week, without any more suggestion, he did go get tested. Neg. I fucked him with a rubber for the next three months. He got tested again. Still neg. We haven’t been back to the Park together since, and haven’t talked about it. I’ve never asked what happened to get him into that stall taking loads. To my knowledge, he hasn’t slept with anyone, raw or otherwise else since then. Or maybe he just hasn’t told me about it. Maybe he got it out of his system. Of maybe it unleashed something. Either way, I sort of hope next summer is as hot as this last one.

Note: Hope to get part 12 up later tonight to catch up a bit on the story. Part 11: Interlude - Plans Over Coffee Michael: Michael tried not to stare. He took a sip of his coffee to try to hide his shock. Scott hated Viktor. He was sure of it. His friend had never made any secret of it. So why were the two of them sitting across the coffee shop table draped over each other like lovers? And the two acted as if there was nothing strange. As if their romance was the most expected thing in the world. It was as if the world had gone mad. Topsy turvy. It made no sense. But then what did these days? He was Michael Fucking Christian. Not two months ago, the world was his oyster. A man who other men craved, who could pull without so much as a snap of his fingers. But look at him now. He felt tired… no, not just tired. Exhausted. Burnt out. He hadn’t been sleeping well. And he hated his reflection. He looked as though he had aged five years (if not more) in those two months. The grey hair at his temples was noticeable even with his blond hair. His skin dry, starting to wrinkle, no matter what he did. His workouts not delivering the same results. And then there was what had happened with David. No! He wouldn’t think about that. He still didn’t know what had happened. It was a one time thing. A fluke. But every time he thought about it, he could feel that cock in his mouth. Taste the cum. And his dick would get hard. Like now. And, just another bit of strangeness, he didn’t think Scott had really seen what was happening to him. Scott’s eyes, like the eyes of virtually all men, just seemed to slide off him most of the time. Not really noticing him. Viktor, on the other hand, had noticed. There was something in his eyes when he looked at Michael now. Awareness. Pity maybe. “So.. um…good to see you both.” “It’s been a crazy autumn. Can’t believe it’s almost Christmas.” Scott said with a smile, glancing at Viktor. “And I’ve got the best present imaginable.” Michael wanted to gag. But he forced a smile. He wasn’t sure what annoyed him more: Scott not really looking at him anymore or his friends being so happy while he was so miserable. It was a relief when the two men finished their coffee and had to rush off somewhere. Together. They seemed joined at the hip. His phone rang. He glanced at the screen and quickly took the call. “Hey, Seb!” “Hey, gorgeous. How are you doing?” “Better now that I’m talking to you.” And it was true. Seb always did brighten his day. When Seb called it meant they would be fucking soon. “Flatterer. Just wondering if you want to meet up this week?” “Would love to, but have to go out of town this afternoon on business.” “Unfortunate. Where are you headed?” Michael told him. “That’s not too far. I could meet you there.” “That sounds good to me.” Michael paused, old doubts about Seb returning. “But I don’t want to be any trouble.” “Not a problem to me.” Seb paused. “In fact, that gives me a great idea. There is a good bathhouse there. Let’s meet there.” Michael frowned. Despite his doubts, he was relieved the Seb wanted him — he was so horny — but he didn’t want to go to the bathhouse. Not the way he looked now. He wanted Seb all to himself. But he couldn’t tell Seb no. Other than the one encounter with David in the gym, Seb was the only man who would look at him. Not that he blamed them. Michael knew he looked a wreck. And Seb was so beautiful, so vibrant. Such a hot man but so mature for someone his age. And the other man’s sex drive? Fucking hell. He was insatiable. Michael craved the other man’s attentions. The last thing he needed was Seb getting bored with him. So he tried to sound upbeat when he replied. “Sure… that sounds great.”

Quick note: My work schedule, always in flux, continues to be unpredictable. Will now be on the road for the next two days.... will be back late Wednesday and will push to get the last few chapters ready and posted. Just four "chapters" left, so I expect the story should be wrapped up by the end of the weekend at the very latest. Ok... onward! Part 10: Four Letter Word Scott Michael was calling but Scott ignored his phone. He was nearly at Viktor’s house and Scott didn’t feel like talking to Michael right now. He had dreamt about Viktor all night. The model’s body wrapped around his. Holding him. That smooth chest pressed against his back. Lips caressing his neck. Warm breath on his ear. Hard cock pressing against his ass. Had he ever disliked the Romanian? The thought seemed so alien to him now. Scott glanced at his reflection in a car window as he walked by. He had come from work and was still in his suit, although he had pulled off his tie. He thought his dark hair and ‘not quite shaven’ look made his blue-grey eyes stand out even more. He had always felt his eyes were his best feature. He rang the bell and Viktor opened the door. The model was bare chested. His nipples just starting to harden in the cold air. His chest smooth and hairless except for the treasure trail leading down from his bellybutton. The model wore a pair of old jeans — worn in all the right places to highlight his crotch. If anything, however, the gorgeous model looked even more pale, more ill, than the day before. “You should be laying down. You look like you are still not feeling well.” Scott chided with a smile as put the bag of groceries in the kitchen. “I picked up a few things for you. More cold & flu medicine, some juice, bottled water, and a little treat. The store had some Christmas chocolates so I picked up a few.” Viktor started to speak but Scott cut him off. “I know, I know… you don’t normally eat chocolate. But you aren’t feeling well and need a little treat. I also picked up some groceries and thought I could make you some chicken noodle soup for dinner.” “Scott you are being so kind. You don’t need to do all this.” “Nonsense. I want to do it.” Viktor: Guilt washed over the young model. He liked this new Scott, He was so much sweeter than the old Scott. But he knew that — if he had not tricked the other man into the ritual and the bargain — Scott would never be doing this. Scott was just a puppet being toyed with by forces he didn’t even know existed. I’m hardly an innocent. He thought. I’ve used guys just as much as Michael has. But this this is something different, something new. To knowingly infect someone with HIV, potentially with AIDS itself, just feels evil. Can I bring myself to do it? But then again, Viktor admitted, he wasn’t going to force Scott to do anything. Even if Zburător — Sebastian he corrected himself — had done something to lead Scott to this point, Scott surely still had his freedom to choose. There must be something in him that had always found Viktor attractive, right? And, despite still feeling ill, it wasn’t exactly going to be a chore for Viktor either. Scott might be just a few years older, but he was a very attractive man. If the other man hadn’t gone out of his way to be such a prick over the last six months, Viktor might have even made a pass at him before this. He was getting ahead of himself though. He didn’t have a plan as such. Look good. Be good company. See what happened. And, if an opportunity presented itself, he would complete his bargain with Zburător. Scott: Scott sat on the couch next to Viktor. The dishes were washed, the kitchen was clean, and the model had seemed to enjoy the soup. Scott was running out of excuses to stay. But he didn’t want to leave. “Thank you, Scott. That was very good.” The Romanian said. He had put on a white t-shirt for dinner but it was tight enough that it showed his chest off to good advantage. The couch wasn’t small but the two men found themselves sitting close together. Their legs gently touching. Scott put his hand on Viktor’s knee and, like he had done the night before, found himself leaving it there. Viktor didn’t complain. He stretched a little and then rested his arm on the back of the couch. Behind Scott’s shoulders. His legs spread ever so slightly. One leg touching up against Scott’s leg. Scott heart beat a little faster. And allowed his body to lean into Viktor’s a bit more. The arm around shoulders moved a little closer. Scott let his head rest against Viktor. He raised his other arm to the white clad chest. Feeling the muscles through the t-shirt. Tracing the nipples with his fingers. Waiting for Viktor to stop him. But Viktor said nothing. He didn’t push Scott away. He did nothing except, perhaps, for holding Scott just a little closer to him. Scott’s lips replaced his fingers on Viktor’s nipples. Caressing them. He couldn’t see Viktor from this angle, he was afraid to look, but he could feel warm breath on his neck as the other man looked down at him. Emboldened, the hand on the model’s knee moved slowly up his thigh. Resting on the satisfying hardness waiting for him there. The palm pressed gently against that hardness. Felt it throb in response. Fingers fumbling with the jeans, opening them. Sliding inside, desperate to touch their prize. Wrapping around the hard shaft. Stroking. Lips kissing their way down. Feeling the well-developed abs. Lower. Sliding off the couch to kneel before the beautiful man. Thrilled when Viktor lifted enough to allow him to slide the jeans down. Lowering his face to the crotch, barely covered now with only a pair of briefs. Revelling in the tastes and smells of masculinity. “Scott…” “Please… “ Voice pleading. “Please don’t tell me to stop.” Silence. Lips dragged along the shape of the hardness through the briefs. Fingers curling around the waistband. Pulling them down. The manhood, free now, as beautiful as the man himself. Basking in the sight of it. Eight fantastic inches. Thick. Hard as a metal bar. Foreskin drawn back but still covering the head. Perfection. The cock slid between his lips, the salty tang of precum just increasing the craving. Deeper. Back of the mouth. Deeper. Into his throat. Saliva dripping down his chin. Scott unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it to the side. Viktor: Watching as Scott worked his dick, Viktor felt a thrill. He had been an object of lust before but he had never felt as in control of another man as he did right now. Power. Authority. Domination. Like a drug that overwhelmed his senses. Scott was clearly very experienced but seemed lost in his lust. And Viktor himself was nearly as unbridled. He wanted Scott as much as the other man wanted him. And not just lust. Something much more real that that. Was this Zburător’s doing? He wasn’t sure. And he couldn't make himself care. Scott’s mouth was amazing but Viktor needed more. They both did. He needed Scott to be his. Completely. Scott: Viktor gently pushed him off his cock. Scott looked up at the Romanian like a child that lost its candy. He wanted that dick. He couldn’t explain it. He just needed it. Why was Viktor taking it away? But the model stood from his seat on the couch and leaned forward. Kissed him. And Scott felt himself melt into the kiss. Tongues intertwining. Viktor’s hands under his arms. Lifting him. Hands exploring Scott’s body. Chest. Nipples. Abs. Cock. Gently stoking while Scott rested his head on on his friend’s shoulder. His breath heavy. Those hands sliding to Scott’s back. And down. Gripping his ass through his slacks. No words. No discussion. No argument. The Romanian knew what he wanted. He knew Scott would give it to him. And he was right. Viktor took his hand and led him towards the bedroom. Undressing him. Pausing only to touch. To caress. To stroke. And they were both naked. A gentle guiding push and Scott was on laying on the bed. Face down. Victor’s mouth and tongue working his hole. The only sounds the working of Viktor’s tongue, their breathing, and Scott’s moans. “Scottie.” The Romanian cooed as he slipped forward to rest on Scott’s back. “I have to tell you something.” He paused, as if waiting, but Scott said nothing. “I’m positive, Scottie, I’ve got HIV.” Scott’s breath caught in his chest. But still he could stay nothing. “I want to be inside of you so bad, to fuck you, to make you mine. But I don’t want to hurt you.” Scott could breath. He wanted this as well. He wanted that cock deep inside him. But he was terrified. He was on the edge of a precipice. Ahead of him was the void. But behind him, if he turned away, was a lifetime of regret. He couldn’t face that. Scott’s legs parted. Opening the way. And Viktor’s cock, hard and ready pressed deep into Scott’s crack. Lips kissing Scott’s shoulders and neck. The uncut cock touching Scott’s hole. Viktor pushing his cock forward. Scott pushing his ass back into the fuck. And Scott’s hole opened. Willingly accepted Viktor’s hard dick. Precum and Scott’s own saliva the only lube. Scott winced a bit in discomfort but this felt so right. So natural. “I’m inside you, Scottie. You feel so wonderful.” Scott found his voice. “So do you, baby. You feel perfect inside me.” Words lost again. Just motion. Viktor’s gentle thrusts. Scott’s eager ass raising to meet them. Two bodies locked together. Becoming one. Something neither man had ever really felt before. Something emotional, almost spiritual, that made the physical sensation even more breathtaking. The thrusts growing harder as the two bodies bucked together. Falling quickly into a natural rhythm. Scott’s neck turned to kiss Viktor’s lips. Viktor with one arm wrapped under Scott and around his chest. As if to hold them together… as if Scott would ever let them move apart. Viktor: Body aching, muscles tight, but Viktor didn’t care. His body coated with sweat, both his and Scottie’s. His breath ragged. His ballsack drawing up. The telltale signs. He pulled his lips away from Scott’s mouth. “I’m close… I’m going to cum…. do you want me to pull out?” Scott: Fear. The last moment to stop. To step away from that void, that abyss, to return to safer ground. But… no. “Please, don’t stop. I love you, Viktor. I want it… please… cum inside me.” And he meant it. With all his heart. “Here is comes, Scottie. I’ll always be part of you.” And Viktor’s body convulsed above him. Filling him with seed. With cum. With HIV positive cum. Viktor: They were linked now. His DNA was in Scott’s body. His virus. Viktor’s body gave way, his muscles relaxing in the afterglow, his weight resting on Scott’s back. “I love you too, Scottie.” Viktor whispered. He wondered when he had come to love the other man. But it was true. He had meant to seduce the other man but had seduced himself as well. “Will you always be mine?” “Always.” Scott sighed. And they both drifted off into a deep sleep as Viktor held Scott tight in his arms.