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Part 10 It is our sixth and final day of the poz sex tour, and I am showering all the cum of my body, while Mark is fucking Chad in our bed right next door. This trip is crazy; everyone fucks with everyone and we negs are not allowed to refuse anybody. I have been had by almost all the men here, just Pete, a huge, impressive tree of a man hasn’t been interested in me. It bothers me a little, as he is so hot with a heavy body, standing over 6’5 tall, his strength and power obvious. His cock is a beautiful sight to be seen, with a scorpion tattoo on his shaft and impressive 9 inches to take in, but sadly he hasn’t come to me yet. While my cock gets hard about the mental image of Pete, the bathroom door opens and Mark comes in. His hard cock dripping cum lazily on the bathroom floor and glistening with Chad’s ass juice. Mark opens the shower cabin, gives me a kiss on the shoulders and pushes his cock inside me without warning. My hole is open as it has been fucked for almost a week now. ‘I will always try to put my last drop into you’ Mark whispers in my right ear, while he is thrusting heavy into me. It only takes a few minutes until he shoots another load, my cum already washed away by the shower as I came before him. ‘Your hole is so loose now, you really will be able to take every cock in there without preparation.’ ‘Well, I have the best trainers around here’ We kiss deeply, before we finish our shower. Chad has already left, when we leave the bathroom, our bed sheets are full of lube, sperm and ass juice. I see a note on my pillow. Hi Thomas, meet me at 8 pm at my bungalow, don’t be late, I have a cruel treat for you. X Pete I hand it to Mark and his look changes. ‘Well, I didn’t think he would choose you, because he usually goes for the neg twinks, but apparently you won the session with him.’ ‘What do you mean ‘win’, what is this session’ ‘I cannot tell you, we poz guys know about it, but we are prohibited to tell you. He hasn’t done it for two years now, so I am really surprised. You will be fine, but it will be different than this fucking around.’ I swallow hard, nervousness running through my body, while my cock is standing rock hard for attention. Pete opens the door and invites me into his bungalow. His partner is currently being fucked by the pool, apparently this ‘session’ is only for him and me. ‘Hi Thomas, get undressed and lay yourself on the bed’ It isn’t a question, but an order. I follow his instructions and put myself naked on his bed. He then takes my hands and chains them to the bed post, which have metal rings in them. He does the same with my feet making it impossible to move my position. Pete looks at me and admires the scene he sees. ‘Thomas, we will start slow, but this will hurt and after it you will be poz, I promise.’ I swallow silently, looking in his eyes. With a small nod I signal my agreement. He spits on his hand and starts to massage my hole with his fingers. Ignoring my face, body or cock completely. Within in seconds he pushes his fingers inside me, changing rapidly between them, probably scratching my insides with his nails. Suddenly, he stops. Stands up and gets undressed, his body magnificent, his hard cock pointing at me like a weapon. The scorpion ready to sting. But he doesn’t position himself at my hole, he walks to a closet and gets something metal out of it. With a smile he puts it over his cock, and that’s when I realise, he just put a cruel condom on himself. When he has finally managed to put it completely over his cock his looks at me. ‘Thomas, this will tear your insides apart and you will be finally able to receive our gifts. I cannot let you leave here still neg, so open up.’ With no lube or warning he positions himself at my hole and pushes his full toxic cock inside me. I feel the cruel condom tearing my flesh inside me, his cock relentlessly thrusting. My whole body reacts, it tears at the chains, but Pete holds me in place and just keeps fucking me more violently. After a few minutes he takes his cock out of my hole and frees it from the cruel condom. As he shows it to me, I can see blood and a little skin on it. But not just my insides seem to be torn apart, also his cock has small cuts all over. ‘Now, you are ready to take our poz seeds’ ‘What you mean…’ but he puts his hands over my mouth, silencing me for good. ‘You will not talk, not until I tell you to’ He goes back to my hole and thrusts his cock back inside me. My hole wet from the treatment before. Pete looks at me the whole time, while he is fucking me very hard, which causes my body to fight against him. But he keeps me in place and shortly before he is about to come, I finally get his body to know completely. He let himself fall forwards, now his whole-body weight pressing down on me. A surprisingly loving kiss takes my mind of the pain, leaving only pleasure. His cock starts to pulsate, my ass instinctively pulling him closer inside. As he is about to come, he grabs my hips, preparing himself for the final push, which happens with a loud primal moan of him. Pete shoots his toxic load inside me, his cum now combining with my blood. This feels different, something else happened tonight and I think it might be my day of conversation. Pete gives me a final kiss before his dick leaves my body. ‘That was great Thomas, you are a natural, now let’s make sure you get the gift… guys he is ready’ His last words were screamed to the front door of his bungalow, and it opened suddenly, all poz men entering the bungalow. Chad and Mark at the end. Mark looked at me proud and full of love, but his view was blocked by another man immediately, who pushes his cock inside my hole. I had all of those men cocks inside me in the last days, but never in one fuck. This changes tonight as I will receive poz loads from all of them at once. Mark is the final one and Pete offers him the cruel condom. He is the only one of the men, who got this offer from Pete. I watch as Mark puts it carefully on his cock and positions himself to fuck me with it. I see that it is his first time with a condom like that… maybe a condom in general, I’m not sure. Before he starts to fuck me, he bends down to my ear and whispers: ‘I love you, let’s hope we can finally make your toxic dream come true’ I look in his eyes full of love as he enters my ass with his covered cock. There is no pain any more, my hole is stretched and prepared for it all. Mark looks at Pete, who leaves us alone for this final fuck of the day. With every thrust Mark becomes wilder, and opposite to Pete he doesn’t seem to want to take the condom off. We fuck this way for a long time, but then Mark pushes with a violent thrust inside me, shooting his toxic seed through the cruel condom into me. He collapses onto me, his head on my chest, listening to my racing heartbeat. ‘Thomas, this was something else.’ I just nod, still not ready to talk. Mark gets up, his cock sliding out of my beaten hole. As he takes the cruel condom off, I see the cuts on his foreskin and penis head. He calls for Pete, who loosens the chains and gives me a final kiss, before asking me about my thoughts. I need a moment to collect myself and find the right words. ‘It was something else, something strong and powerful. I… I might be wrong, but it changed something in me, and I feel it is the virus finally entering my body for good. Pete, I think you pozzed me tonight’ With those words I take the hand of Mark and we walk back to our bungalow, both understanding that something has changed.

I was in a neighboring city and needed to cum before driving home. Messaged several bottoms but nobody was ready. I clicked on one popular cumdump motels in Snifffies because there were several guys there and it was lit up as active. There was a public message that said "blindfolded anon bb bottom. door open as long as this message is posted".. The room number was there too. The profile posted had no pics and was off-line for over an hour. I was so horny and it wasn't too far so I went, figuring I could just leave if I wasn't into the guy. I go to the room and the bottom is getting fucked and two tops are waiting. Older guys is naked fucking and the other two are waiting with their dicks out, clothes on. Neither wanted to be touched. Older guy finishes and one of the tops moves in. I get a better look at the bottom, he's close to my age, fit and has a nice hairy ass. He's blindfolded, as advertised. The top that moves in had a big dick, probably about 8" and thick. He pushes straight in, one thrust, no lube in a way that probably wouldn't have felt good even if opened up and a bit cummy. This cause the bottom to yelp a bit and he speak, basically telling the top that his dick is dry and he needs lube, spit or cum on it. When this happens I immediately recognized the voice and take a closer look. Bottom is a close friend who I never knew had a slutty side. This makes my dick rock hard. The big dick top fucks him for a while before he finally releases and it's a big fucking load. I can see the grundle throbbing and when he pulls out I can see the cum leaking out a bit. The other guy moves in, average an unremarkable guy. He cums really fast - big dick top had barely gotten out of the room. He ask asks my friend how many loads and he says he lost count at 18. My turn, I'm so hard because I love a loaded hole and this is my friend who is pretty cute and there's no way I would have get to fuck him in the dynamics of our friendship. I'm also nervous. I can't speak and what if he lifts the blindfold.... I slide my cock in and he's pretty tight considering the day he's had. Once I'm in, his hole is just so slick and oozing cum. It's take my time because I want to savor fucking him and I build up a nice rhythm. Feel great for me and he's moaning in a good way. I felt like I was going to nut the whole time and was really trying to hold it back but after about 5 minutes I reached the point that I couldn't hold it back without stopping and even though I wanted to go longer it just felt to good to stop. I shot a really nice load in him, felt bigger and longer than normal. My balls were dripping cum and my bush was soaked. I zipped up and left covered in cum. As I was leaving the motel, another top was heading that way he was really unattractive and hit was kind of hot knowing that my friend was going to take this guys load. I ended up sitting in the car for about 45 minutes where I could see the room door. I decided to go back up and get another load out of me. Ugly guy was still fucking him but he stopped and gave me his ass. I was able to fuck longer this time and gave him another load.

I have been wanting to share my story which is based on true events that happened November 2022. I’d been lurking on this site for years, jerking to the stories, putting myself in every single one of them. All the wildest ones had one thing in common: Tina. They swore she turned regular sex into something next-level, something spiritual. I was 31, Black, thick-ass bottom, and I finally needed to know if the hype was real. I didn’t know a single soul who sold T. My usual menu was weed and poppers, nothing harder. But I knew the code words cold: PnP, ❄️, clouds, “parTy,” ice emojis. So I opened Grindr, set the filters, and started hunting. That’s when Jess popped up. Black trans girl, gorgeous in that raw, late-night way. Profile full of ass shots and the little snowflake emoji. I sent the message before I could overthink it. Me Hey. First time ever trying Tina. Got $30 cash. Can you grab for me and keep some for yourself? Jess Hey cutie! Yeah I can help you out. $30 works. Where you at right now? Me Not far. Can pull up anywhere you say. Jess Cool. Can you pull up? I’ll come down to the car. Ten minutes? I drove a short 6 minutes to her. She walked out looking exactly like someone who’d already had a long night: wild curly wig, smeared lipstick, tiny halter top, Daisy Dukes so short the pockets hung lower than the shorts, skinny but curvy where it counted, and the biggest, friendliest smile. “Heyyy baby!” she said, sliding into my passenger seat. “You’re cute as hell. First time for real?” “For real,” I laughed, handing her the folded bills. “I don’t really know what to expect.” She took the money, tucked it in her bra, and pulled out a tiny baggie with nice shards sparkling inside. “Some straight fire. You’re gonna love her.” She handed it over with a wink. “This some good shit, trust me. Text me later and tell me how she treats you.” I thanked her, she hopped out, gave me one last smile, and that was it. Polite, quick, easy. Drove home buzzing with nerves and excitement. Got in the house, locked the door, and stared at the baggie like it was a winning lottery ticket. Didn’t have a pipe, didn’t know what the hell I was doing. So first I broke off a tiny piece, stuffed it in a Black & Mild, and smoked it like weed. Tasted awful, but twenty minutes later a warm little wave rolled through me. Not crazy, but enough to make me grin like an idiot and say out loud, “Okay… feels pretty good. I get it now.” An hour of gooning later I wanted the real deal. I took a fat about .15 shard, crushed it just a little, smeared lube all over my thick dildo on the fuck machine, and rolled the crystal right onto the tip. Got on all fours, backed up slow, and let it slide in. That famous burn hit instantly: sharp, fiery, perfect. I held still, letting it melt inside me, letting it soak in. Five minutes in, the switch flipped. My whole body lit up. My ass turned into one hungry, pulsing mouth. I started rocking back faster, then faster, then I just flipped the machine on high and let it rail me. Creamy lube started foaming around the shaft. My dick stayed soft (exactly like the stories said), and that made me even hornier. I grabbed my phone with shaky hands, opened Grindr again, and every ounce of fear was gone. Scrolled till I found him: “BBC 4 fat ass – can travel.” While the machine was still pounding me into another planet, I typed one-handed: Me Dick looking great and need BBC in this phat ass right now. Are condoms cool? I sent some ass pics and one of me on my fuck machine. His reply came instantly: “Damn! I need that… WYA.” I dropped my location (something I never, ever do). Twenty minutes later the doorbell rang. I opened it and there stood Nico: tall, dark, low-cut dreads, easy smile, and the thickest nine-and-a-half-inch dick I’d ever seen already swinging heavy in his sweats. I pulled him straight to the bedroom, dropped to my knees, and inhaled that beautiful, veiny monster raw. I never liked sucking dick before; it was just foreplay. Tina turned me into a different man. I worshipped that dick like it was paying my rent. A few minutes of sloppy head and I was already spinning around, spreading my cheeks. “Condom?” I managed to gasp. He rolled one on, lined up, and sank in balls-deep. Nothing in my life had ever felt that good. Every stroke lit me up from the inside. I was moaning like a porn star, pushing back, begging him to go harder. Ten minutes of pounding and Nico groaned, slammed deep, and filled the rubber. I wanted more. Went to clean him off with my mouth, but he laughed, pulled away: “Too sensitive, bro.” I joked, “If you’re sensitive now, imagine if you would’ve fucked me raw and came inside.” That made him grin wide. “Tell you what, my boy’s at the hotel with me and he loved your pics. But he only plays raw. You want both of us to run a train on that ass raw?” I froze for a second. My ass was twitching, and the thought of raw dick for the first time, by not one guy but two, which would also mean my first creampies ever… I knew this was a crossroad. A choice that would change everything. Then I smiled. “Give me ten minutes to shower and I’m there.” I closed the door behind Nico and hopped in the shower quick, water steaming hot. While I rinsed off I slid two soapy fingers inside myself, feeling how loose and hungry I still was, picturing Nico and his boy taking turns with those big raw dicks, pumping load after load deep in my guts, watching it drip down my thighs all night. I laughed under the spray, soft-dicked and hornier than I’d ever been in my life. Then I paused, towel in hand, staring at the little baggie still sitting on the counter. I wanted another bump, bad. Just enough to keep the fire roaring when those two raw dicks got in me. But I wasn’t stupid; I still had to drive across town, and the first booty-bump was already singing loud in my blood. I broke off a small shard anyway, slipped it into a tiny fold of paper, and tucked it deep in my sweats pocket with a single dab of lube in a travel packet I grabbed from the drawer. Plan was set: soon as I parked at the hotel, I’d hop in the back seat, reach back quick, slide it in, and let it melt while I walked inside already buzzing harder than ever. They’d never know I was secretly topping myself off. I threw on fresh grey sweats grabbed my keys, and headed out the door. Two raw loads were waiting… and in ten minutes I was gonna be freshly spun and ready to beg for both of them. End...for now.

"People infected with HIV must take antiretroviral drugs for life. But engineered antibodies appeared to suppress the virus for certain participants in recent trials in Africa and Europe" "In one of the trials—the FRESH trial, led by virologist Thumbi Ndung’u of the University of KwaZulu-Natal and the Africa Health Research Institute in South Africa—4 of 20 participants maintained undetectable levels of HIV for a median of 1.5 years without taking antiretrovirals. In the other, the RIO trial set in the United Kingdom and Denmark and led by Sarah Fidler, a clinical doctor and HIV research expert at Imperial College London, 6 of 34 HIV-positive participants have maintained viral control for at least two years." [think before following links] https://www.smithsonianmag.com/science-nature/new-trials-hint-that-functional-cure-for-hiv-may-be-within-reach-helping-some-patients-achieve-lasting-remission-180987767/

Thursday night - 8 pm. I turn to Drew and smile at him. He looks at me a little sheepishly, eyes glazed over from the G he drank earlier. Kid looks fucking happy and dreamy. “Drew, I want you to watch what I do. Okay? I want you to know what’s happening each step of the way. You follow?” “Yessir.” His answer made my dick leak a little in my jeans. Seeing a boy so willing and open gets my juices going. I’ve done my fair share of corruption. But once in a while, having someone willing to explore and find their chemmed-up piggy side without too much fuss is fucking awesome. You can just enjoy the show as they discover themselves. “This is Tina. Crystal. This is going to make our time together even hotter. You understand?” “Yessir.” “Good. This is really good dope. It’s going to make you feel so good and so very horny. I’m going to take some out of this bag and break it up. It’s going to go into this glass pipe. There are different kinds of pipes in the drawer, but let’s start with this one. We’ll get to the others later.” “Some people use the long end of the glass pipe to scoop up the broken bits from the bag. Or you can use a piece of folded paper. You pour the broken shards onto the paper and then slide the crystals into the pipe. Whatever way you do it, I want you to always pay attention. Don’t spill any. If you crush it too fine, just leave it in the bag, and we’ll do something else with it. I prefer to have shards this size in the pipe. You follow?” “Yessir.” “Listen to the sound of Tina going in the pipe. You’re going to love that sound, Drew. Just hearing it will make your heart race. Now, hold the pipe between your fingers, and I’ll show you how to use the torch.” “It’s a simple click, but the key is not to get it too close to the pipe. With your other hand, you’re going to bring the torch up to the ball. Remember, not too close, then slowly melt the crystals. As soon as you see wisps of smoke, turn away from the pipe and exhale the air from your lungs. Then I want you to bring the pipe up, close your pretty lips around it, and inhale. Keep going until you can’t breathe anymore. Got it?" Drew knows how to follow instructions well. He takes the pipe and keeps breathing until he turns to me and indicates he can’t take in any more smoke. I nod and encourage him to keep inhaling. “You can do it, boy. Keep going. Make your daddy and uncle proud.” He did one more inhale through his nose and sucked up the smoke. “Okay, go ahead and slowly blow it out.” Drew blows out a huge cloud and has a bright smile on his face, knowing he just did a great job. He watched the clouds drift in the air, mesmerized. We don’t rest on our laurels, though. “Not bad. I want you to do it four more times and try to get bigger and bigger clouds. Make it really thick. As soon as I say that, I put my hand on his right leg and rub the inside of his thigh. God, his smooth skin feels so good. I circle near his crotch, but not going too near it yet. I want him to get seriously spun first. Drew goes on to hit the pipe, one after another. Jack’s looking over, smiling. I can see his hard-on through his jeans. He loves watching this up close. “Uncle Jack. What do you think? How’s our boy doing? “Amazing. How do you feel, Drew?” As soon as Drew finishes his fourth hit, he leans back on the couch. Eyes wide open, his left hand is already mindlessly groping his dick through his shorts. “I feel great! Wow, I’m already horny! “Good! Go over and sit on your Uncle Jack’s lap, Drew. We want you to keep hitting the pipe while he watches you up close.” Drew gets up, a little shaky, which gives me a moment to palm his crotch and squeeze his tight, plump ass. He gives a slight moan and breathes in. His body is probably tingling already. I know mine is, and I haven’t had any hits since I left the house. He sits on Jack and leans back. Jack’s hands are all over his torso, going under his shirt, feeling him up and down. Jack then takes his left hand to move Drew’s head so they can make out. I can see spit and their tongues dancing. While they do this, I take the pipe and take a big hit myself. I get up over the two of them and lean over to blow it into Drew’s mouth while Jack goes back to tweaking Drew’s nips. Drew’s legs are over Jack’s, back to spread open. He’s going to be in this position a lot over the next few days. I move the coffee table back and kneel between their legs. I hand Drew the pipe and torch and instruct him to take a few more hits, blowing each one to Uncle Jack while they make out. I tell him I want to see big, thick clouds leaving Jack. As Drew goes back and hits the pipe, I get a chance to look more closely at his beautiful legs. Kid must be a runner or works out a lot. Who knows how long Jack had to go fishing to get this boy, but I’m glad he found someone who wants to experience this. I move close to his crotch and take a deep inhale. Mmmm, freshly certified bottom boy. I lean in and lightly lick the exposed area on the side of his shorts. I hear the click of the lighter as he continues to take hits of the pipe, while Uncle Jack plays with his nips. This kid’s a natural. Jack’s whispering something to Drew. I can’t hear it exactly, but I can tell that Drew is getting hard with Tina and dirty talk. I reach in and grab his growing cock under his shorts, and fish it to the side. I lick the side of his cock and get it wet and sloppy. I love being between a bottom’s legs while they’re taking hits. Pushing more of his gym shorts to the side, I move to the head of his cock and spit on it, getting it wet before going in and sucking his cock. He’s starting to moan between hits. I think he’s done 10 total so far. I can feel his cock get even harder in my mouth. I move my tongue to the slit of his cock, and he leaks a little precum. It’s sweet and tasty. “Jack, let’s get Drew naked.” I grab his shorts and pull them down, while Jack takes off Drew’s shirt. Love a naked boy while we’re both still wearing our clothes. To be fair, my cock is aching to get out. But there will be more than enough time to get naked. We’re not in a rush. For now, Jack and I love the contrast. He looks so fresh and fuckable. I run my hands over his light brown bush. Can’t wait to take this off later. I go back to sucking him, while Drew makes out with Jack again. Jack is still playing with Drew’s nipples and chest. By the end of this weekend, boy’s going to have eraser-size nips. Drew’s fully hard now in my mouth. His dick is glossy and warm from my spit. He gives me the pipe, and I take a big hit before going back down on his cock. I give him a sloppy wet blowjob, smoke coming out of the sides of my mouth and nose. I look up to see Drew smiling. I know he’s feeling good now. Jack says to Drew, “No shame in this house. If you want a hit, just take the pipe or ask for it. We’ll instruct you to take hits, too, but I want you to do whatever you want, say whatever you want with us. Okay?” As soon as Drew nods a yes, Jack takes Drew’s legs and folds them so that Drew’s feet are on Jack’s knees. This gives me full access to Drew’s pink hole. It’s beautiful. I can’t wait to see it loaded with our cum and spit, gaped. “Let your daddy see your hole, Drew.” I lean in and start to kiss around it. I stick my tongue out and make a line of spit in between his balls and his boy hole. Jack grabs Drew’s cock and starts to slowly jack him. I go in further and give his hole a kiss. There are a few faint hairs. We’ll get that off later too. I then stick my tongue out and start to move it around the hole, before straightening it out and sticking it inside. It tastes so good. Drew’s moaning with my tongue inside, and Jack playing with his cock. Drew moves his right hand down to paw at Jack’s cock through his jeans. We must have been in this position for ten minutes before I surface for air. “Good boy! You taste amazing. Now, I want you to get between Uncle Jack's legs and take out his cock out of his jeans. I'm going to be right behind you tasting your hole some more."

Part One: Familiar Disasters They both remembered the last time they saw each other. Two years ago. Downtown. The station that always smelled like metal and rain. They’d spotted each other across the tracks. Juan on one side, Daniel on the other. Just long enough for their eyes to lock before the train shot away. They were left with echoes from their past, not all of it good, but most of it made of things they still craved. Two years was enough time to become different people. New jobs, new friends, new apartments. They’d each slept with other men, learned new ways to be cold, new ways to be kind. Time did what time does: it layered distance over memory. And yet, that moment at the station had been like hitting a reset button. Everything they’d buried came back, the heat, resentment, want. It made it easier, later, to tell themselves that the pull between them was just being human and horny, something you could outgrow. Until tonight. Daniel saw him before he was ready to see him. Juan was walking down the street toward him, framed in the yellow spill of the bar signs. He looked older, broader in the shoulders, a bit more tired around the eyes, but somehow even more dangerous for it. Daniel’s body clocked him before his brain did: the remembered heat of his skin, the way he’d move on top of him, the weight of him. The one Puerto Rican he’d ever dated, and the only one who’d ever really taken control from him in bed. Their eyes met over the blur of people between them. Daniel felt his breath hitch. Juan’s lips curved into a slow, surprised grin; Daniel felt his own answering it before he could stop himself. They closed the distance like magnets. “God, it’s been too long,” Juan said, voice low, right against Daniel’s ear as he pulled him into a hug. God, I want to taste him, he thought. Daniel inhaled a memory, sporty cologne and a faint trace of smoke. His body reacted to it as if it knew what to do. “I know, I know,” Daniel sighed, clinging a beat too long. “But here we are.” He forced himself to pull back. He forced himself not to stare too hard into Juan’s eyes. Don’t be an idiot, he thought. Don’t fall right back in. Juan hated small talk, but he could not let Daniel walk away this time. So they talked about work, apartments, aging parents. But it was all scaffolding around what was really happening. Juan noticed that their bodies kept drifting closer. Every topic they talked about was really them saying, “I don’t want this to end at the sidewalk.” We gotta stop making up excuses not to say goodbye, Juan told himself. So he admitted it, and then Daniel did too: they had been cruising for a hookup. Juan finally stopped mid-sentence and looked at Daniel slowly, in a way that was no longer subtle. His attraction to Daniel’s body, and the sense of ownership he still felt over it, brought on a smile. “Come with me,” he said, like it wasn’t a question. Daniel reached for Juan’s hand and threaded their fingers together, confident and familiar, and Daniel let himself be led. They slipped off the main drag, past the noise of the bars, into a narrow alley that smelled like bleach and a bad weekend. Daniel’s chest tightened with recognition. He knew this route. So did Juan. This was the back way—no signs—to the basement bar everyone just called The Ditch. If you knew, you knew. From the street it looked like nothing, just a half-hidden door at the bottom of a short flight of concrete steps. But Daniel remembered the first time Juan had brought him here, the way the air inside changed so fast; it was heavy, dark, thick, sweaty, humid. Down there, anything went. As they reached the top of the stairs, Juan’s thumb stroked the inside of Daniel’s wrist, slow and deliberate. “Nervous?” he asked, glancing back with that same crooked smile Daniel had never really gotten over. Daniel swallowed, feeling like he was fifteen again. “With you?” he shrugged. “Always.” They slipped inside, where the music was loud, the crowd dense, and the smell of weed mixed with sweat and poppers filled the air. They pushed their way through to the bar, had two shots of tequila each, and wandered deeper into The Ditch. Juan spotted a couple of guys he knew huddled in a far-off corner; they were passing a small glass pipe around. He looked at Daniel, whose eyes flashed with excitement, a look that made Juan think of doing nasty things. They took hit after hit from the pipe, each inhalation ending much too soon. Juan grinned widely at Daniel and pulled him into a deep kiss, his hands roaming up and down Daniel's body, faster and harder. He firmly pushed Daniel against the wall, and Daniel felt just how much Juan hadn't changed. He was still the dominant one, always in control. It excited him but also scared him a little. "We should go somewhere more private," Juan whispered in his ear, nibbling on it playfully. Daniel moaned, unable to do anything but nod his head in agreement. Juan slipped some cash to the guy with the pipe and then pocketed a small baggie of crystal meth. Juan led them to the second floor, where different sections had different activities going on. They found an empty room with a few mattresses on the floor. Juan locked the door behind them, pulling Daniel into another passionate kiss. He shivered and Juan smiled at that. Instead of saying what they both wanted to, they kept kissing. Daniel pulled at Juan's shirt, ripping it off, and his hands tugged the belt open on Juan's jeans. Daniel was so hungry to taste Juan's cock again. The memory of it was relentless. "You can't resist it, can you?" Juan smirked, looking down at Daniel, now on his knees. Daniel hungrily took him into his mouth. Juan was still just as thick as he remembered, and his scent made Daniel forget anything but serving the man in front of him. He slid his tongue along the shaft, letting spit drip whenever he could, coating it. Juan had taught Daniel how to do this. Looking down at Daniel on his cock made Juan feel powerful. The thought of another person worshiping him, wanting him, helped all the dark things he would and wanted to do to Daniel come back to him. Daniel was tossed onto the mattress, and then his pants were quickly pulled off. The meth made his thought process slower. Juan crawled on top of Daniel, his dark eyes smoldering with lust as he gazed down at him. Daniel was scared but aroused by the intensity of Juan's desire. "Remember how I used to take care of you?" Juan whispered, running his thick fingers through Daniel's messy hair, tangling the strands between his fingers. "Yeah," Daniel breathed out softly, his voice trembling with anticipation, "But that was a long time ago." "Well," Juan chuckled darkly, "Some things never change." He positioned himself and pushed his uncut cock into Daniel's eager hole. He grunted from how warm it was, how good it felt. The stretching seemed to go on and on, Daniel's body accommodating Juan's impressive girth inch by slow inch. Daniel yelped out in a mix of pleasure and pain, but was determined not to tell Juan to stop. Instead, he wrapped his legs around Juan's muscular lower back, urging him deeper inside. Once Juan was fully in, he paused, savoring the tight, pulsing warmth, taking hits from his pipe before pressing the glass tube to Daniel’s lips, making sure he took a hit as well. The crystal bolted through their bodies and they felt dizzy. Juan's style was unmistakable: forceful, rough, and utterly demanding. It was as if he was staking his claim on Daniel's body, taking complete ownership for his own pleasure. With every thrust, Juan asserted his dominance, leaving no doubt in Daniel's mind about who was in control. Daniel remembered begging for Juan to slow down in the past. He would feel pain, but mostly it was unfamiliar pleasure—he knew that now. Juan would never listen to him; he took what was his. The familiarity of it all didn't diminish his desire or willingness to submit entirely to Juan's desires; instead, it fueled Daniel's darkest cravings, bringing them to the surface with aching intensity. Juan went to that animal place he could go to when he fucked. It was as if there was nothing but what he wanted, and nothing mattered anyway. He loved the rhythm their skin slapping together was making. He stared down at Juan, who whined with pleasure. Daniel was so small compared to him. I could destroy him, Juan thought. He watched his hands gripping Daniel's hips, fingers digging in as he slammed into him, harder and faster with each passing moment. Juan felt Daniel's muscles squeezing around his cock as it slid in and out. This was new; Daniel had never done this before. "You're squeezing my cock? Don't want me to pull it out, huh?" Juan taunted. Daniel shook his head, "No, I don't want you to pull it out." Juan slowed down to long strokes, pulling his dick up to the tip and slamming it back in. "Ah! Oh yes. Get deep!" Daniel yelled. "Look at you," Juan brought his face down to Daniel's, "You've turned into a little slut…" Daniel got nervous; had he gone too far with wanting it? He stammered, "I– … I –...Juan…" Juan cut him off, mocking him, "Don't explain yourself. You've turned into a slut for anyone's cock." Slowly, he put his hand on the back of Daniel's neck, using his thumb to push his jaw down to open his mouth. Then he spit in it. Daniel swallowed it hungrily. "I just need to remind you how this fucking runs. I need to remind you that the only dick you're hungry for is mine." Juan gritted his teeth and started railing Daniel. Crying out, he managed, "Yes, show me. Please, I only want you." "How could you live without this?" Juan grunted, his voice filled with arrogant satisfaction. He knew how good he felt inside Daniel, and he would take advantage of that knowledge to push them both higher. "I can't… I don't…." Daniel whimpered, his voice a hoarse, rasping moan, "You feel amazing." Daniel's fingers clawed at Juan's slick, muscular back, desperate for a hold on the man who was giving him such intense pleasure, which in turn caused his erection to become even more engorged. With a rumbling growl, Juan began to thrust in earnest, savagely pounding into Daniel - each stroke deliberate, sharp, and powerful. He reached around and grabbed Daniel's thigh, yanking it higher to open him up, to take him completely. Daniel gasped as Juan's thick cock struck that deep, secret place inside him, sending electrifying pleasure coursing through his body. Their moans and breaths were desperate, the sounds of their wet skin slapping against each other filled the room, creating an erotic beat that pulsed through the air. Daniel's gagging moans fueled Juan's relentless rhythm, and sweat poured down their straining bodies as their movements grew more feverish. Juan's thrusts grew more urgent, erratic, and forceful as he neared his climax, the meth fogging his mind and prolonging the exquisite agony of his heightened pleasure. He couldn't hold back any longer, the urge to spill his seed now an overwhelming, pulsing force that threatened to consume him entirely. Daniel could feel Juan swelling inside him, his cock throbbing with the need for release. "Cum on my face," Daniel gasped, "Please…" With a guttural roar, Juan pulled out and grabbed Daniel's hair, forcing his face upward as hot jets of his seed erupted and splashed across Daniel's flushed cheeks. Some of the cum dripped along his skin and into his mouth, only intensifying Daniel's own climax as his erection pulsed and shuddered through its release. They collapsed onto the mattress, trying to catch their breath in the aftermath of their explosive encounter. Their bodies were spent, their minds reeling, and their souls bearing the indelible marks of their all-consuming passion. Despite the intense pleasure they'd just experienced, a hollowness now lingered in the air, an echo of regret that whispered in the shadows. They knew their actions had consequences and that this momentary escape would come at a cost. As they dressed and walked out of the room, they avoided each other's gaze, hoping that even the darkest corners of their minds would stop trying to find ways for them to see each other again. But deep down, they both knew that they were already too far gone, too damaged, and too aware of what else was out there, waiting for them in the shadows. Juan walked with Daniel until they were out of the alley. Juan turned to Daniel, "I'm always gonna want you," he began, "just admit that you're always gonna want me." He finished before disappearing into the night. Daniel stood there for a moment, staring after him. He lit another cigarette, exhaling a long stream of smoke as he walked towards his car. "This was so stupid," he said as he put his head on the door of his car. The party, the drugs, and the sex had filled the time and helped it pass by. But doing it together helped make sense of the cycle they couldn’t escape. They were already too damaged and too aware of what else was out there. Was it so bad? [END OF PART ONE]

I feel his hands grasping the back of my head more forcefully and he pulls my face into his lap harder while grinding into me. His cock feels like it’s growing increasingly fatter and starting to swell up and get semi hard as he rubs it around all over my face. I inhale through my nose and smell his manly scent. I feel his precum beginning to ooze out from his head and smear onto my nose, my forehead, all over my lips and he starts to moan. I open my mouth and try to put my lips around part of his shaft, slowly kissing and licking his warm flesh. He continues grinding his cock around my mouth until his head presses onto my lips and I manage to take it into my mouth. He starts talking dirty, telling me how good my mouth feels around his swollen head, asking me if I like the way daddy’s dick tastes… i get my first taste of his precum as I suck on the tip of his cock and let the slippery liquid flow onto my tongue. I get really into it and find myself loving it way more than I imagined. His cock continues to swell up and get bigger in my mouth and I take more and more of it into my mouth. It feels alot girthier than I expected and it isn’t long before my lips are opened up wide around him and I’m struggling with the big mouthful he’s shoving into the back of my throat. He holds my head In place so I can’t pull back and I’m forced to keep him plugged in my mouth. Ive never had a cock shoved in my mouth like this before and it’s a thrilling experience for me. I try my best to handle his huge girth and length as he shoves it deeper into the back of my throat, but I start to gag and choke on it, struggling to gasp for a breath but unable to do so the way he’s holding onto me head, pulling me deeper into his hips without hesitation. I start to choke and try pushing myself off of him but he doesn’t let up. My eyes are watering and my spit begins to drip down my chin making a mess. I struggle and fight as I continue gagging and in a frantic attempt to breathe I inhale through my nose and try to maintain my composure. I hear him moaning and telling me how bad he’s been wanting to have me on my knees with his cock down my throat so he can make me his bitch. It’s completely overwhelming for me the way everything is going down and I still can’t believe this is all actually happening… Just when I start to think I can’t take much more and wondering how much longer I’m gonna have to struggle like this, he grabs me by my hair and pulls my head back letting his massive spit covered cock out from the back of my throat. I gasp desperately for a breath of air and feel a sense of relief as he pulls out completely. He looks down at me with a devilish grin on his face and slaps his wet cock down onto my face, making a mess of my lips nose and Cheeks with my saliva. He asks me how I like being a dirty filthy cheating slut and being used by an older man who sees me as nothing but a nice warm wet place to put his cock. I try to respond saying that I love it but before I can get the words out he grabs me by the back of my head and shoves my face into his balls, telling me to open wide and take his sack into my whore mouth.

Trying something different. This is a little play of sorts. Let me know what you think. PART ONE [walking in the door] Josh: [slurring] Shit little bro, I haven't drank this much in a long time. Max: Well it's not every day that our sister gets married. I had a lot of fun with you tonight. J: Yeah it was like growing up before I went off to college and shit. M: It's too bad Molly and the kids couldn't come. J: Yeah, well I love my family but I gotta be honest with you. It's nice to have a break. No one on my ass to repair things after a long day of work. No cleaning up the messes of ungrateful kids. Enjoy single life. You're the last one of us now. M: Yeah, I don't see myself settling down any time soon. J: [examining the room] Fuck, they only gave us one bed. M: Mom probably clicked on the wrong room when she made the reservation for us. I can sleep in that chair. J: No way! This bed is big. And we shared a room for years. Like old times, right? M: [approaching the bed] Okay, thanks. Well, I'll take this side. [Starts to lie down and pull the covers back.] J: I know I'm shitfaced right now but...are you really gonna sleep in a tux? I'm getting comfortable. Join me. [starts stripping off layers of clothing] M: Ha ha. Yeah, good point. [Stands back up, faces away from Josh, and takes everything off but his underwear. Turns back around to get in bed. J: [totally naked getting into bed] You don't have to be shy, little bro. We used to take baths together. M: [turns around and can't help but scan his brother's body] Okay, fine. [Quickly removes underwear and gets under the covers.] J: Well, good night, Max. It was fun being with you today. M: [silent, staring at the ceiling, deep in thought] J: Uhh, earth to Max! You in there, buddy? M: [startled] Oh uh...yeah. Sorry, was just having a random memory. J: [turns on his side to face Max] Oh yeah? Do tell. M: Well...umm...do you remember that game we used to play as kids...I think we called it Honeymoon? J: We played a lot of games when we were kids. M: Yeah but this one was different. Remember, you'd take a ring off our sister's nightstand and slip it on my finger. Then you'd kiss me and... J: [laughing] Yeah kids do some dumb shit. Like sometimes my boys will... M: [turning to face Josh] ...We did this a lot. And then we'd pretend our bedroom was a hotel...kinda like this one. And you'd pick me up and carry me over on your bed and... J: I really gotta get up early and we're fucking drunk. Good night, bro. [turns away from Max] M: ...We'd pretend it was our wedding night and we'd have sex. Like not pretend but real sex. I'd suck your dick and then you'd fuck my ass. You said we were making a baby. J: [long pause] That was a long time ago. M: Well it doesn't have to be. You said this weekend is like old times. J: [turns back around in bed to face Max] What are you trying to say? M: [quickly leans in and kisses Josh, then pauses] I'm sorry, I shouldn't have... J: [passionately kisses Max back, then smiles] It's about time you made the first move.

PART THREE Josh: [begins slowly inserting his penis inside his brother] Holy, fuck! You feel so good. Max: [moaning and staring into his brother's eyes] Your dick belongs inside of me. J: Oh shit, your pussy is sucking me in! [his penis completely entering Max] M: Make love to me. J: [leaning down and kissing his brother while maintaining eye contact] You're amazing. Best pussy I've ever had. M: And it's all yours, husband. [wraps his arms around Josh, pulling him in tighter, with the ring pushing into Josh's back] J: [begins to fuck Max while still looking him right in the eyes] M: [smiling] Yes, fuck my pussy! J: [gradually fucks Max faster and harder] Oh shit...I want this to last forever. M: Me too, baby. I want you to live inside me. I want to spend my life taking your big dick. J: This is so hot...I'm afraid I'm gonna cum soon. M: Don't be afraid. I want your seed buried deep in my pussy. Knock me up. Impregnate me. J: Oh fuck! I'm gonna....ohh! [orgasms while his body shakes and a thick load of cum flows from his dick into his brother's hole] M: Yes, baby! Give me all your seed! Don't pull out! J: [collapses on top of Max, still inside him] I fucking love you. I'm not playing honeymoon right now, I really mean it. M: I love you too, big brother. J: [gives Max light kisses] It's your turn to cum. I'm not gonna be selfish like when we were kids. M: Okay, baby. I can jerk off thinking about your hot load in my guts. J: No. I want to try something. [gently pulls out of Max, moves down the bed] M: You don't have to. I know you're not into... J: [begins kissing and licking Max's penis] M: Mmmmm, that feels amazing. J: [puts Max's penis in his mouth and starts to suck him] M: Oh fuck! I thought this night couldn't get any hotter. [panting and moaning] J: [picking up speed sucking] M: I'm gonna cum soon. You can just finish with your hand if you don't wanna taste my cum. [breathing intensifies] J: [continues sucking his brother] M: Oh...oh! [penis erupts and shots cum into Josh's mouth] J: [does his best to swallow all of his brother's cum] M: [breathing starting to slow down] Come here, baby! J: [removes Max's penis from his mouth and crawls back up the bed] M: [reaches out and grabs Josh, kissing him deeply, tasting his own cum] What made you do that? J: It just felt right. I've never wanted to suck a dick in my life but something just came over me. M: You did amazing for your first time. I can't believe you ate my load! J: I wanted to taste you. M: I wish this night could last forever. J: Well, I am getting hard again...

Your first name (or a name you'll respond to): Pig Your cell number (for texts): 931-698-6109 A location (be at least as specific as a zip code): 38401 Times you're generally not available: mornings and afternoons….available most evenings and all day Sunday Age: 45 Height: 6’2 Weight: 195 Ethnicity: White

Chapter 6 (Redux) The sling room was bathed in a soft, warm glow, the air thick with anticipation and the faint scent of something sweet and intoxicating. Nate lay back, his heart pounding in his chest as Geoff loomed over him, his eyes filled with a mix of desire and something darker, more primal. Geoff's fingers traced the contours of Nate's chest, lingering on the small, sensitive nipples, making Nate gasp and arch his back. "You're so responsive, Dad," Geoff murmured, his voice a low rumble. "I can feel your heartbeat racing. You're ready for this, aren't you?" Nate's mind raced, a mix of fear and excitement coursing through his veins. What was he getting into? He nodded, a small, almost imperceptible movement, but it was enough. Brandon, standing nearby, leaned in, his breath hot on Nate's ear. "We're going to take good care of you, Nate. You're special to us." His hand cupped Nate's cheek, thumb gently stroking his skin. Nate leaned into the touch, a soft sigh escaping his lips. Geoff reached for the lube, squeezing a generous amount onto his fingers. He spread it warmly across his palms, ensuring it was evenly distributed before reaching down to Nate's cock, already hard and leaking. "Look at you," Geoff said, his voice thick with lust. "So ready for us." Nate whimpered as Geoff's fingers circled his length, slick and sure. Brandon's hand joined Geoff's, the two of them working in tandem, their touches synchronized and expert. Nate's hips bucked involuntarily, chasing the pleasure they were building. "Easy, easy," Brandon soothed, his other hand pressing gently on Nate's stomach, holding him down. "We've got you. Just feel." Nate did feel. Every touch, every caress, every whisper of their skin against his sent shivers of pleasure through his body. He was lost in sensation, his world narrowing down to the points where they touched him, where they teased and tantalized. Geoff's fingers slipped lower, tracing the sensitive skin behind Nate's balls, then lower still, to his entrance. Nate tensed slightly, a instinctive reaction, but Geoff's soothing touches and soft words kept him grounded. "Relax, Dad. We're not going to hurt you... unless you want us to." Nate took a deep breath, trying to relax, to open himself up to Geoff. Geoff's finger pressed gently against his entrance, then slipped inside, a foreign and overwhelming sensation. Nate gasped, his body clenching around the intrusion. "Shh, it's okay," Brandon murmured, his lips pressed to Nate's forehead. "Just breathe. Let him in." Nate did, his body slowly relaxing as Geoff's finger moved inside him, stretching and preparing him. A second finger joined the first, and Nate moaned, a sound of pleasure and pain mixed together. He was full, so full, and it was overwhelming. Geoff leaned down, his lips capturing Nate's in a deep, hungry kiss. Nate kissed back, his arms wrapping around Geoff's neck, pulling him closer. He could feel Geoff's cock, hard and insistent, pressing against his thigh. He wanted it, wanted to feel it inside him, filling him completely. Brandon's hand wrapped around Nate's cock, stroking in time with Geoff's fingers inside him. Nate was a mess of sensation, his body on fire, his mind a blur of pleasure and need. He was so close, so close to the edge, and he knew, with a certainty that shook him to his core, that when he went over, it would be with them. With Geoff and Brandon, his family, his lovers, his everything. The room was filled with the sweet scent of poppers, and Nate took a deep inhale, feeling the rush of euphoria course through his veins. His senses heightened, every touch more intense, every sound more pronounced. He could hear the soft slaps of skin on skin, the wet sounds of Brandon's hand on his cock, the ragged breaths of his lovers. Geoff pulled back, his fingers slipping out of Nate. "Ready for more, Dad?" he asked, his voice a low growl. Nate nodded, his eyes glazed with desire and the effects of the poppers. "Yes, please," he whispered, his voice barely audible. Geoff reached for the syringe and the rubber band. He tied the band tightly around his own arm above the elbow, then inserted the needle into a vein below it. Geoff hissed slightly as the meth entered his bloodstream, his eyes fluttering closed as the rush hit him. He removed the needle and raised his arm, speeding the drug's flow through his body. Geoff coughed a few times, his body adjusting to the sudden influx of the stimulant. Brandon turned his attention to Nate, repeating the process. Nate tensed as the needle pierced his skin, but Brandon's soothing words and gentle touch kept him calm. Nate coughed harder than Geoff, his body unfamiliar with the sensation, but Brandon held him close, helping him through it. Geoff, high and eager, moved between Nate's legs, his cock hard and ready. He pressed the head against Nate's entrance, and Nate took a deep breath, trying to relax. Geoff pushed in slowly, inch by inch, filling Nate completely. Nate moaned, a low, guttural sound, as he felt Geoff's cock stretch him, fill him, complete him. It was overwhelming, the sensation of being so full, of being claimed and possessed in such an intimate way. Geoff started to move, his hips rolling in a slow, steady rhythm. Nate met each thrust, his body rising to meet Geoff's, their movements synchronized and fluid. It was a dance, a primal, instinctive dance of two bodies coming together, of two souls intertwining. Nate's hands roamed Geoff's body, tracing the lines of his muscles, the dips and valleys of his skin. He explored every inch of Geoff, mapping him out with his touch, committing him to memory. Geoff was his, completely and utterly his, and Nate wanted to know every inch of him, every secret, every desire. Geoff's pace increased, his thrusts becoming harder, deeper, more insistent. Nate met each one, his body rising to meet Geoff's, their movements a frenzy of need and desire. They were lost in each other, lost in the sensation of their bodies coming together, of their souls intertwining. Nate could feel the pressure building, the coil of tension in his gut, the promise of release just out of reach. He chased it, his body moving in time with Geoff's, their rhythm a perfect, primal syncopation. And then, with a final, deep thrust, Geoff sent Nate over the edge. Nate cried out, his body convulsing as wave after wave of pleasure washed over him, leaving him a trembling, boneless mess in Geoff's arms. Geoff followed soon after, his body tensing, his cock pulsing as he spilled himself inside Nate, filling him completely, marking him as his own. "I love you so much, Daddy," Geoff whispered tearfully, his voice choked with emotion. They lay there for a long moment, their bodies entwined, their breaths coming in ragged gasps. Nate could feel Geoff's heartbeat, strong and steady, against his chest, and he knew, with a certainty that shook him to his core, that he was home. He was where he was meant to be, with Geoff, his son, his lover, his family, his everything.

Thanks, guys, for reading my AI experiment. A special thanks for some incredible feedback that @versmetropigsent me. After working for a couple of hours with the AI, I’ve got a revised version of Chapter 6. I’m sure it’s better but still not great. I would like to have revised the entire story, but frankly it would be easier to write an entirely different story. I hope to do that in the future, but certainly not now. I doubt that you guys have the patience for that. And I absolutely don’t. If anyone wants to try your hand at writing with an AI, I recommend giving Venice.ai a whirl. Not once has it balked at any content I’ve asked for. As far as I can tell it’s completely uncensored.

This chapter highlights what many don't truly grasp. Successful pozzings can happen after just one breeding or it may take many over a long time. That's one of the parallels of getting pozzed has with a traditional pregnancy. It appears that Thomas is one who isn't easily infected. This fact should not discourage Thomas or others from chasing the bug. It ought to give them more time to enjoy/cherish the journey. So often in today's world, people want instant (or quick) gratification. (This oftentimes is how chasers view pozzing.) Let us not forget the pleasures and fun that each breeding brings us. Probabilities and biology tell us that Thomas will most likely convert after his session with Pete and the others, especially after Pete and Mark's use of the cruel condom. Thomas acknowledges that "something" changed or was different about the last day of the sex tour. Who knows what Thomas felt that changed about this gang bang session. I am a firm believer in the power of one's mind to influence what happens to one's body. Now that Thomas' mind believes the virus has successfully penetrated his body, let his sero-conversion happen and he can experience the fuck flu in due time. Looking forward to catching up with what Luke and Tony have been doing and how piggy are they in Luke's chase. I am sure Luke will want to hear the details of the sex tour. I know @LeatherGayBBwill give us readers with superb chapter(s) as the brothers continue to pursue their membership into the Poz Brotherhood.

Was fucked raw yesterday by 14 different tops, got 4 loads in my ass.

It is my hope that any media that was created with AI will require it to be clearly listed as having been so, in a similar way as the maturity ratings of media are required to be listed . I personally have no interest in reading, watching, or playing anything simulated by an algorithm. My time is limited and I would prefer to only enjoy the efforts of living and feeling people. However, if it is clearly listed as being constructed by AI by those that post it, then I have no problem with it being made available to consume by those who don't mind AI generated content. Just be honest about where it's coming from so we can each decide for ourselves whether we want to invest our time in it.

It’s kind of funny to answer cause I don’t really think of it as “men I’ve had sex with,” because that makes it sound like I’m dating or fucking one-on-one, which I rarely do. I’m a cumdump. I count loads and cocks that have used me, not “men I’ve had sex with.” So the real answer is, I have no idea how many individual guys have been inside me, haha. I stopped keeping track of total loads somewhere north of 2,000 a few years ago. Probably closer to 3,000 by now. A lot of those cocks I never saw a face to, never spoke to, don’t even know if the same guy came back for seconds or thirds. So yeah… definitely in the thousand different loads range, probably pushing two or three thousand cocks that have dumped in me or on me. Every single one raw of course or I’d never count it. Still chasing the next thousand. 😊

The sad truth of this, guys, is that I did let Tina get the better of me and make me a slut who got pozzed cheating on his lover, the love of my life. He stuck by me for 5 years of affairs, psychosis, rehab, relapse, his own eventual self inflicted psychosis and diagnosis of schizophrenia, got sober, stayed sober and finally left me. And here's the saddest truth of all.....he was a good man that I broke into pieces because of my naivety and unwillingness to stop running around, and you know what kids? I'm the broken one now. I wake up crying for him still, 2 years later...I lost something good, maybe the only good thing I would ever have, because I let Tina get bigger than me. I let out my inner slut and killed our love, our trust and our future. Heed my words, this lifestyle comes with a price and even if you're not prepared to, everyone always has to pay the piper.

Last night after a friend's 50th birthday party. He is gay, and a number of the guests were gay as well, so it was pretty easy to meet someone interested in some after-festivities festivities. Met a nice guy who is an introvert like myself, and we hit it off. We stopped off at a convenience store and picked up some beer and went back to his place and had fun. He was into 69 and we enjoyed that, but beyond that he was a total top. We made a night of it so there was plenty of recovery time and I left this morning well-fucked. Sex in the shower before I left was the perfect cherry on top. We're going to meet up later this coming week to go out for a proper night on the town and see what happens from there. Regardless, last night was a lot of fun.

A similar if ORAL story. I was staying in a small gay guesthouse in Phoenix a couple years ago. 8 rooms total I think and pool. Nudity encouraged. I told the owner/manager that I was a cocksucker and asked him to get the word out if he thought it appropriate. I wasn't in my room for 5 minutes when this lanky 30-something guy was knocking at my door asking me if I needed a load. Yes! That guy came by 5 times while I was there, including once after I had gone to bed. But his dick was so suckalicious I wouldn't dream of turning him down. He even came in while I was getting ready to check out asking if he could give me a "goodbye load". I loved it and tasted his cum the entire time I was there. Love being an oral cum dump.

Chapter 1 The silence in Jordan’s bedroom was a heavy, humid thing, thick with the ghost of spilled beer and the bitter taste of a prom night that had spectacularly flopped. Two tuxedo jackets were discarded on the floor like fallen dreams. “I just don’t get it,” Jared mumbled from his spot on the edge of the bed, staring at his phone. “We were supposed to be getting laid right now.” Jordan let out a sharp, humorless laugh from the desk chair. “Tell me about it. All that buildup. All that… anticipation.” He shifted, the rough denim of his jeans feeling suddenly constricting. The memory of his now-ex-girlfriend’s furious face as she dumped him for choosing to console Jared over dancing with her was a cold splash of reality. But Jared had gotten the same speech from his own girlfriend. They were in this miserable, virginity-intact boat together, like always. “We were so damn excited,” Jared said, his voice lower, almost a whisper. “I was gonna… you know. Finally feel what it’s like.” “Yeah,” Jordan breathed out, the word sounding more like a moan than he intended. His mind, against his will, conjured the fantasy he’d been nursing for weeks. Soft skin, quiet sighs, the wet heat of a— His eyes drifted to Jared, who was leaning forward, elbows on his knees. And then he saw it. The strained fabric of his best friend’s thin grey shorts. A distinct, undeniable tent. And at its tip, a dark, wet patch was blooming, seeping through the cotton. Jordan’s breath hitched. His own cock, which had been half-hard with frustrated longing, jolted to full, aching attention. The sudden, intense throb was so violent it was almost painful. What the hell? Why does seeing that… do this to me? Jared must have felt the weight of his stare. He glanced up, his eyes slightly glazed from the cheap whisky they’d been drinking. His gaze didn’t go to Jordan’s face. It dropped immediately to his lap, to the identical, obvious bulge tenting Jordan’s own shorts. Jared’s lips parted slightly. He didn’t look away. He just… stared. And Jordan watched, mesmerized, as the wet spot on Jared’s shorts grew just a little darker. “Damn, man,” Jared finally said, his voice rough. “I wish we were getting laid tonight.” “Tell me about it,” Jordan choked out. “I mean, look. I’m hard just thinking about it.” “Me too,” Jared admitted, his voice a low thrum that vibrated right through Jordan. The admission hung between them, charged and dangerous. Jared’s eyes were locked on Jordan’s crotch. “Damn, dude. How big is that thing? It looks huge from over here.” A flush crept up Jordan’s neck. He was modest, always had been, despite knowing he was generously equipped. “Oh, not that big.” “Looks really big. Bigger than mine,” Jared pressed, a curious, hungry glint in his eye. “How big are you?” Jordan asked, the question leaving his lips before his brain could censor it. “Eight inches.” Jordan scoffed, a nervous reflex. “Yeah, right.” “I swear to god,” Jared said, and there was no joke in his tone. It was pure, deadly serious heat. “Prove it.” The challenge hung in the air. Jared, already riding a wave of booze and a bizarre, thrilling new kind of arousal, didn’t hesitate. He stood up, his movements slow, deliberate. His eyes never left Jordan’s as his fingers hooked into the waistband of his shorts and underwear. In one fluid motion, he pushed them down his hips. His thick, cut cock sprang free, fully erect and impressively long. It was a beautiful, pale column of flesh, and the movement sent a visible jolt through it. A large, glistening drop of precum welled from the slit and oozed down the side. Jordan’s mouth went completely dry. He was so transfixed, so utterly turned on by the sight of his best friend standing there, proudly displaying himself, that he could only stare, his own cock throbbing in a frantic, demanding rhythm. “Your turn,” Jared breathed, his chest rising and falling rapidly. “Show me.” There was no hesitation now. Jordan stood, his fingers fumbling with his own button and zipper. He shoved his clothes down, letting his own hard, six-inch erection bob into view. The cool air was a shock against his feverish skin. They stood there, just a few feet apart, completely exposed. No words were needed. It was all understood in the heaving of their chests and the silent, hungry looks they gave each other’s bodies. Almost in unison, their hands went to their own cocks, beginning to stroke. It was a show. A performance for an audience of one. Their shirts came off, tossed aside. They kicked free of their shorts and underwear, leaving them standing naked, closer now. The space between them crackled with unsaid want. Jordan’s eyes were fixed on Jared’s hand, on the way his foreskin glided smoothly, slicked by his own abundant precum. “Man, I wish I had lube too,” Jordan muttered, his own dry strokes starting to chafe. “I can help you,” Jared said, his voice husky. He stepped forward, so close now Jordan could feel the heat radiating from his body. Jared wrapped his hand around his own cock and gave it two firm, slow pulls, collecting the clear fluid beading at his tip. Then he reached out, his movements hesitant for only a second, before he smeared his warm, slick precum directly onto Jordan’s shaft. The sensation was electric. So warm. So wet. A low groan was torn from Jordan’s throat. “Fuck, that’s so hot.” “You like that?” Jared asked, his eyes wide with a mixture of shock and fierce excitement. “Yeah.” They stepped even closer, until their bodies were almost touching. Jared reached down, his slick hand wrapping around both of their cocks. He gave an experimental stroke, and the feeling was utterly mind-blowing. Their shafts slid together, glistening, Jared’s precum making the friction deliciously smooth and wet. “Feels so good on my dick, bro,” Jordan gasped, his hips beginning to move on their own. “Yeah, same here,” Jared moaned, his grip tightening. Their free hands began to explore, tentatively at first, then with more confidence. Jared’s fingers wrapped around Jordan’s length, stroking him in time with his own thrusts into their shared grip. Jordan did the same, his hand closing around Jared’s hot, velvety skin. It was thicker than he’d imagined, a solid, pulsing weight in his hand. They looked up from the erotic sight of their intertwined hands and their cocks sliding together. Their eyes met. The confusion was gone, burned away by a pure, unadulterated need. Without a word, they leaned in, and their mouths met in a clumsy, desperate kiss. It was all heat and wetness and the faint taste of whisky. They kissed deeply, tongues exploring as their hands worked each other’s cocks, their rhythms faltering, becoming frantic. “I wanna taste you,” Jordan panted against Jared’s lips, the desire overwhelming him. He sank to his knees, his world narrowing to the beautiful cock in front of him. He took the head into his mouth, lapping at the precum there, savoring the musky, salty taste. He swirled his tongue, sucking gently, and Jared’s strangled cry of “Oh, fuck…” was the most erotic sound he’d ever heard. He didn’t last long, the novelty and intensity too much, before he rose, his own need paramount. Jared understood instantly. He dropped to his own knees, taking Jordan’s slick length into his mouth with an eager hunger, mimicking what Jordan had done. The hot, wet suction made Jordan’s knees buckle. He buried his hands in Jared’s hair, his head falling back. Soon, they were side-by-side on the edge of the bed, kissing again, their hands roaming over each other’s chests and stomachs, before returning to stroke their own cocks, the visual of the other fueling the fire. “I’m getting close, man,” Jared warned, his voice tight and strained. “So close.” The words were a trigger. “Me too. Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” Jordan gasped, his orgasm rushing up on him like a freight train. “Kiss me,” Jared demanded, pulling him in. “Kiss me while we cum.” Their mouths crashed together in a messy, open-mouthed kiss as their hands flew over their cocks. The world dissolved into pure sensation. A second later, Jordan’s whole body seized, a muffled, guttural moan swallowed by Jared’s mouth as his cock jerked violently, sending thick ropes of cum shooting up onto his stomach and chest. Jared’s own muffled cry followed instantly, his hot release joining Jordan’s, his body shuddering against him. They kept kissing through the aftershocks, their hands slowly, tenderly, stroking their own spent, slick cocks, mingling their releases.

Continued… there was one week where we were texting each other pretty consistently from the morning till late hours of the night, all in secrecy and when my wife wasn’t around to see or notice. I would stroke my cock and play with myself whenever we’d Chat and I’d get so turned on and worked up, and he knew that…. After a few days of stroking without cumming I was starting to get really horny and in the dirtiest mood… I began to experience these urges that I haven’t felt before and It was so hard to focus or think about anything else when they’d hit me. Like always, the first person I run to, to talk about anything sexual is him, and I shared what I had been feeling and going through and how my thoughts had turned so kinky and dirty and completely revolved around cock and cum… me being a whore and doing things I would never dream of in my right state of mind. I told him how it wasn’t just the slutty fantasies and kinky thoughts I had been battling, but there was a very real and powerful yearning growing deep within me that I felt unable to control or resist, and that was a little scary to think about… my cock had been leaking precum nonstop for more than half of the week and it was crazy how sensitive to Touch I had become. I felt like I was honestly a time bomb just waiting to go off and anything that brushed up against my cock or in the close vicinity would trigger me to lose myself to a release. When I told him about all of this he seemed to be getting a rise out of it and started showing a weird kind of interest in seeing me in this sort of state. He told me that it was the biggest turn on for him to see me getting hornier, kinkier and becoming almost someone completely different in a purely sexual way. He asked me if i liked the way it felt to have such strong urges and to feel them working me up into a sluttier, more desperate version of myself with every hour and day that passes… although it’s slightly scary how bad I wanna let loose and do the kinkiest erotic type of stuff I’ve fantasized and told him about, I did have to admit i was enjoying the level of horniness I was able to experience and how much less I was able to think or process anything logically bc my mind was so clouded with nothing but filthy thoughts and sex. He told me that he didn’t think I would be able to keep going like this, staying horny and playing with myself till I get close to feeling like my climax is near, but then backing off not allowing myself to cum or have any sort of release… he said he was sure there’s no way I would be able to control and handle myself if I tried going another few days stroking my cock on and off all day long without cumming… it almost seemed like he was challenging me or trying to make me prove him wrong, which I found a little exciting and hot. He bet me that I couldn’t last another week and said he was willing to put money on it bc of how sure he was. I accepted just to play along, but in the back of my mind I was actually questioning whether or not I’d be able to handle it… I think he knew exactly what he was doing when he made this bet with me… another few days had gone by and I felt like I was a completely different person… the only thing I could think about was cock, cum, and a whole Lot of other dirty sexual thoughts that would normally never cross my mind. I was well past feeling urges… my body and my mind felt like they’d gotten reprogrammed to be fully and completely fixated and obsessed with being sexually attracted towards older men. My cock leaked nonstop, i continually ran my dirtiest fantasies through my mind non stop, and it was impossible to feel anything but slutty and extremely horny…

PART TWO Max: So you're cool with this? Josh: Why not? I get horny when I drink and no one else is here to do anything about it. M: Well, you don't have to carry me to the bed like we used to, but... [picks up Josh's left hand and looks at his wedding ring] J: Tonight, you can be my wife again. Just like old times. [Slips the ring off his hand, and places it on Max's finger.] M: Thank you...husband. [Max leans in and they start kissing heavily, with Max making light moaning sounds.] J: [pulls off the covers] Why don't you two get reacquainted? M: [Eagerly climbs to the foot of the bed, positioning himself between Josh's legs.] You never forget your first. [Opens his mouth and begins to suck his brother's penis.] J: Oh, fuck! That feels amazing bro...I mean wife. I forgot how good you are at this. M: [Moves to Josh's balls, licking and sucking them. He wraps his left hand around Josh's penis with his wedding ring shining off the light coming through the window.] J: [moaning deeply] Wow. Molly ain't got nothing on your skills! M: [Continues to pleasure Josh with his mouth and hands, while moaning with enjoyment.] J: [reaching down and grabbing Max's head] You have to stop right now. M: [pulls off Josh's penis and looks up at him confused] Did I something wrong? I thought you were enjoying... J: That's the problem, I was enjoying it too much. I was gonna blow my load if you kept that up. Come lay down here. [patting the bed next to him] M: [climbs up the bed and lies down on his back] Is this where you want me, husband? J: Exactly where I want you, wife. [climbs on top of Max, connecting their hands] I want to make love to you like old times. I want to get you pregnant. M: Yes! I've waited years for this! Please fuck me, Josh! J: [backs up and spreads Max's legs, positioning himself between them while looking down] Mmm, it's been a long time since I saw your pretty pussy. M: It's been waiting for you all this time. No other man has pleased me like you did. J: [reaches up and puts his fingers in Max's mouth] M: [licks and sucks on the fingers, coating them with his saliva] J: [takes his fingers and begins to insert them into Max's hole] M: [breathing heavy] Oh fuck! Yes, my husband. My pussy is yours. J: [removes his fingers, spits on his penis, and grabs it, positioning it at the entrance of Max's hole] Ready? M: I've been ready for years. Please fuck me!

6 for sure. Love taking it bareback from behind

The first time a guy slid his bare dick in me, I knew I could never have sex with condoms again. Love being a slut, having hot dirty bareback sex with guys who only want to fuck and breed. Love sharing vid clips of guys using my ass or me playing with toys. One guy I just sent a clip of me on all fours taking it hard up the ass begging for it said he can see the lust in my eyes. Proud bareback sex addict.

Getting fucked hard up the ass is never going to be a “comfortable” experience, but it’s still intensely pleasurable for a bottom like myself. I don’t want it gentle, or considerate or loving. I’ll try to prepare myself with lube (of some kind) and do my best to ensure my hole is as ready as possible to take dick, with a minimum of wasting the top’s time. Then I can revel in the physical sensations of a cock banging against my prostrate and insides, balls slapping against my ass, the sights, the sounds… Then there’s that psychological buzz that bottoms get from knowing they’re just being used as a fuckhole for other people’s pleasure. Verbal degradation is great as well. Even better if there’s an audience watching thinking what a slut you are and/or waiting their turn. I don’t want to be injured, as that inhibits my ability to service tops, but I am happy to be pushed to my fucking limit. The top who left me gingerly walking away from the bathhouse sling the other night, dripping cum from a loose hole, was perfect. No concern for my pleasure, no asking if I was ready or if I wanted him to use a condom, just focused on himself, sniffing his poppers, occasionally checking the scene out in the full-length mirror beside us, and fucking me relentlessly for the next hour. He completely ignored my cock the entire time and he was perfectly right to do so. I can admit that I was struggling by the end: trembling, dehydrated, completely and utterly used… But I knew I had to hang on, concentrate on breathing, and give him and his superior cock what he needed. Then I knew I’d be worthy of the load he was building up to, undeniable verification of my cumdump slut status.

Part 6 I’m holding Mark’s hand as we enter my apartment building, I have messaged Luke beforehand and hope he had a great day, yesterday. In front of my apartment door, I give Mark a longing kiss, before opening it. Luke is sitting on the couch but gets up quickly to greet us both with a hug. I feel something is off, Luke seems a little shaken, even Mark notices. ‘Where is your bedroom, I bring your bags there’ Mark offers, giving me space to talk to Luke. ‘It’s right over there, thanks’ As Mark walks away I look at Luke and he envelopes me immediately in a tight hug. ‘I fucked up Thomas; I think I made a big mistake.’ He says with a shaking voice. ‘Come, lets sit down, tell me everything’ … and he does. I know my brother, when he is stressed, he speaks faster than usual and sometimes forgets who he’s talking to. So, after around 10 minutes I know everything about my brother’s fuck, research and alone time yesterday, possibly too much. I look at him lovingly, but I cannot do more than put my hand on his shoulder. ‘Luke, I have to admit, I’m not quite sure what to say. I always wanted to be poz, it is a desire I had since my teenage years. To be honest, I knew I would be one day, before I knew and accepted that I like men.’ ‘But I never thought about it before, never. It didn’t even cross my mind, until…’ ‘Until I brought the subject into your world’ I say with a heavy voice. We sit there in silence for a moment but get startled by a cough besides us. Mark looks at my brother and I, and somehow, I know he will have the answers. ‘Luke, would you mind if I intercept?’ Mark asks. ‘Oh, sure, go ahead, I don’t want to ruin your day. I go to my…’ ‘No. I want to talk to you Luke about what you just said, would that be alright?’ I give Luke an encouraging smile, and with a silent nod, he brings Mark into the conversation. While Luke and I are on the couch, Mark takes the chair opposite. ‘Luke?’ Mark starts to ask, ‘are you on PrEP?’ ‘Eh, yes, I am, have been since my 18th birthday.’ ‘With how many men did you have sex since then?’ Luke looks at me nervous and a little embarrassed, ‘I don’t know, maybe 40 or 50, could be more’ ‘And with how many did you use condoms?’ ‘What? I have no idea, I never bought condoms myself, so probably 2 or 3 times, if the guy wanted it. I never ask for them.’ ‘So, you have been practising bareback sex since almost four years now.’ ‘Yeah, I guess that’s right’ Luke answers confused ‘Well, I hate to break it to you, but the chances are high you already had sex with a poz man, which also means you had a poz cock up your ass and the toxic seed as well So, the fucking isn’t the problem, the problem is, it was the first time you knew about it.’ I look at my little brother and see how his mind is racing, how he tries to connect everything. I also see him relax a little, but still there are unanswered question. But then Mark looks around, finds the article, looks at me, and continues. ‘Thomas, I guess this print out of an online article is your doing, as no reasonable person would do that in this day and age, but that’s not the point right now. Luke, it seems like you spent the whole day yesterday with this topic, read about it, watched porn focussing on it, and finally had sex with a man, who is poz. You were overstimulated, between all the Pride events, the surprise about your brother and I, and this new topic in your life. Nothing you did yesterday was different to the sexual encounters you had previously. The only mistake you made yesterday is coming on this coffee table, that was unnecessary.’ And with that all three of us start to laugh, my little brother finally relaxing fully. ‘Luke, one final word. The yearning to be poz, to become a bug chaser, is a desire your brother and I had for many years. I also talked about it with my friends before I made the final decision in 2012. Now I am exactly the man I wanted to be all those years ago. Your brother is still neg as far as we know, his desire isn’t fulfilled and he is still on his journey, but he made this decision with years of thinking about it. You might be a bug chaser; you might not be. At one point you will figure it out, and then we are here to talk to you about it.’ Luke suddenly envelopes Mark in big hug, and I know that I found the best man in the world. ‘Thanks Mark, you are great. Brother, you have to keep this one.’ ‘Well, that’s the plan.’ I look at them lovingly ‘Now get off of my boyfriend and let us start the day, what do you want to do?’ We spent the whole day talking, shopping, going outside and enjoying the beautiful summer weather. Mark and Luke hit it off immediately, and everything feels like it should be. My brother and I have the night for us to have a final talk about the last days, as he is leaving tomorrow. Our relationship has grown so much over the last few days, that I will miss this little bugger. (4 weeks later) I’m getting spitroasted by two guys, but none of them is Mark. My eyes water, as one cock is hitting my throat roughly. As I try to pull away to get some air, the man behind me pushes deeper inside me, impaling me again at the cock in front of me, tasty precum leaking down my throat. We are in the middle of the forest, birds singing around us and the river flowing loudly close by. This should have been a relaxing run for me, but I met two of Mark’s friend from the poz group, and now I am getting fucked by a couple of 20 years. Mitch and Henry have been together since they were 19 years old, now almost 40, poz and beefy bears, they add their seeds to my quickly increasing toxic cum selection. ‘Open wide Thomas, we will knock you up. Take our toxic cum and join us finally, don’t be a guest, become a poz member for good’ I moan loudly, but as Mitch’s cock is still in my mouth I cannot speak. Henry shoots his load into my ass, but remains inside me, to ensure no drop is dripping out. Mitch is also reaching his climax, and as I want to pull a little back to savour his poz cum in my mouth, he grabs my head and thrust his cock deep into me, making sure that his load goes down my throat immediately. I can barely breathe as his cock blocks my throat, his cum sliding inside me and another dick still in my ass. When they finally release me from their cock, I have to breathe in deeply, my saliva running down my neck and chest. ‘Well Thomas, this was great. Now enjoy your run, we’re off’ They both slap me on the ass, and leave me there alone, exhausted and full of cum in the forest. Of course there is no way I could keep up my run, so, I walk back to Mark’s apartment being greeted by his beautiful smile and the lovely smell of coffee. ‘How was your run’? He asks innocently. ‘Well, cut short by Mitch and Henry, they fucked me right there in the forest, hard.’ Mark laughs, hands me my coffee and gives me a longing kiss, his tongue exploring my mouth. ‘So, I guess Mitch shot his toxic load down your throat, I can still taste him.’ ‘Oh, fuck off, that was a lucky guess.’ ‘No, it wasn’t, he always goes for the mouth and Henry is the ass man, don’t forget I know them for years.’ We kiss again and then lie together on the couch, Mark’s head in my lap. ‘Are you excited for our poz holiday?’ Mark asks. ‘I am, but also a little nervous. I never been to a sex tour.’ ‘Don’t worry, you will enjoy it, I managed to find almost all the guys joining us on the apps. So, we have some idea with whom we will be exploring the world for the next two weeks. And I think you might be in for a surprise.’ Mark pulls up his phone, opening one of the apps, especially created for poz men, so not for chasers like me, and hands it to me. The face smiling out at me is none other than Chad. But before I can say anything my phone vibrates and I see a call from my little brother coming in. ‘Hey Luke, what’s up?’ ‘Is Mark with you?’ he asks immediately, sounding excited. ‘Yes, why?’ ‘Put me on speaker, please’ I do as asked and he continues ‘you guys I have finally decided what I want. I just gave all my PrEP pills back to my pharmacy, I talked and fucked with Tony the last weeks a lot and it is time, I want the gift. Bro we are now both on the chase.’ Mark and I look at each other puzzled, but smiling. Before I can say anything, Mark starts to talk. ‘That’s great to hear Luke, but you know what that means?’ ‘What?’ My brother on the phone and I say simultaneously. ‘You both are now in a race, who will be poz first?’

Part 5 Thomas leaves for his first date or whatever this is with Mark, which means I have the whole day to myself. I browse a little, watch some TikTok clips, check my socials, but after an hour I am bored. As I search through the apartment for something sweet to eat - fuck why is my brother such a healthy eater - I find the article about bug chasing and gift giving in my room, well the guest room. I take the papers and with a disregarded chocolate bar out of my gym bag I go back to the living room, starting to read. At the beginning I find the whole idea strange, but as I read on an understanding sinks in, that this isn’t just a fantasy, but a real desire people crave. I spent the next hour or more searching the web for all the information I can find. I open some of my apps and search for the tag poz, browsing the men, who live with it. I am surprised how many men are there, I open the profile of a beautiful nerdy twink, who is only a year older than me and seems like a lovely guy. I close the apps and go back to the internet; the real men are currently to real for me. As I continue my search, I stumble upon pozzing porn. Despite my early hesitation it arouses me deeply, but in a different way to the standard bareback porn I so love. And then I find videos of men with biohazard and scorpion tattoos, which bring me over the edge and my cum right onto the coffee table in Thomas’ living room. I am exhausted, confused, but still horny. I decide to head out and get all this stuff out of my mind. The town is still full of hot gay guys, who carry the atmosphere of Pride through the streets. I end up in a little coffee shop with a beautiful view over the river, ordering a vanilla iced coffee – yes, I am that basic bitch. Enjoying the sun, my coffee and the view around me, my phone rings. As I look at it, I’m a little annoyed, as it is another message from one of my apps, properly another blank profile, who wants to see more pictures of me. But as I open the app, the face of the hot nerd I browsed previously smiles at me. Apparently, in my quest for understanding I have liked his profile pic. Don’t freak out, but I am sitting two tables away from you. I turn around quickly and see that beautiful face smiling again, but this time in real life. His brown hair is all over the place, but with the glasses and as I see now an unbelievable tight body, he looks like a librarian in a porn movie. I signal him to join me, he takes his bag, coffee and book to my table, I manage to get a glance at his butt, which is barely covered by a pair of tiny hot pants. ‘Hi’ he says ‘I’m Tony, sorry for the ambush’ ‘Hi, I’m Luke and no ambush at all. Have a seat.’ And then we talk, a lot. He is an art student at the same university as I am and only here for Pride. He lives like me with his sibling for the time, in his case his sister. We talk about the last days, our Pride experience and then decide to walk a little. Without realising it, I have navigated us back to my brother’s place, inviting him in for another coffee. He is a little reluctant but accepts my invitation. As we enter the apartment, and I get us some water, because none of us really wanted a second coffee, I notice that he is nervous. ‘Is everything alright’ I ask reassuringly. ‘Yeah, it is, but … have you read my profile before you liked my picture on the app or did you just swipe?’ ‘No, I have read it’ I step closer to him ‘all of it’ He puts his hand on my chest, before he looks at me and gives me a longing kiss. ‘I haven’t been together with a neg for a long time, but for you I will make an exception. My poz load will make you happy’ I am startled at the change in the conversation, but my cock is very happy about it. My mind is racing, but another kiss stops me from overthinking it. ‘Yes, please give me your poz load, I want it’ I hear myself saying and cannot believe those words are coming from me. Tony pulls me closer to him, his hands on my back and neck, while I caress his perky ass. We slip out of our clothes, which haven’t covered that much of us in the first place. As he takes of his tank top, I take in a short breath. This guy has a biohazard tattoo on his chest and fuck it gets me wild. I push him onto the couch, burying my head into his crotch. My mouth envelopes his uncut cock, which is incredibly beautiful and thick. It takes me a moment to manage it all, but after some time his cock hits my throat. I hear a loud moan over my head. After I taste his precum and swallow every drop of it, I wander with my tongue up his body, remaining a little longer over his biohazard tattoo, which I kiss lovingly. As I reach his mouth we are enthralled in a deep, longing kiss and I use the chance to sit myself on his lap, his rock-hard cock sliding between my ass cheeks. ‘Are you ready to take this toxic poz cock?’ he moans into my mouth. I answer him with a longing kiss. He positions his cock right at my hole and because of sweat, my sucking and some light fingering during my poz porn watch, his cock slips right in. I moan loudly as his cock's head enters me, the thrill of having a poz cock inside me unparalleled. For a moment my breath becomes shallow, and I look him directly into the eyes, before I lower my body deeper. His cock entering me completely. I feel his balls pulling towards my ass. ‘You have a poz cock inside you now, you like that you little neg twink, right?’ ‘I love it’ I whisper in his ear ‘Now what’s missing is your poz load inside me’ This drives him wild, he pushes harder and harder into me, forcing my hips down on his cock. After almost 15 minutes, he presses me towards his body, shifts us both, so that he is now lying above me, thrusting his cock rough. I feel his cock twitching, his climax almost there. With a strong hold, I pull him closer to me, his full body now above me, our tongues intertwined in another kiss and then I feel the warm of his toxic load as he pushes his seed in me again and again. I come simultaneously and cover both our body in my cum. He collapses on top of me, and we remain in this position. His cock slides out slowly, but one of my hands remains on his ass, while the other strokes his back. ‘Wow, that was something else. Luke, you are wonderful’ ‘You are not so bad yourself, Tony. We definitely have to repeat that’ Finally, we sit ourselves up and enjoy the exhaustion and nakedness of us both. As Tony wants to get us another glass of water, he sees the papers about bug chasing and gift giving on the counter, where I left them earlier. He looks at me puzzled and I explain to him, why I have read them. We talk about it, still naked until the night starts to creep in, and we have another goodbye fuck. When he leaves, I open my laptop again and go immediately to pozzing porn, now understanding the played-out scenarios even deeper than before. Something changes within me, it isn’t just curiosity any more, but something else, something I need to figure out.

I'd host it at my gaf

When I wear a jockstrap to a sex club, it means my main goal is to get fucked and feel a guy's cum shoot deep in my ass. I'm cool with guys groping my bulge while they fuck me, but there's something so hot and dirty about wearing something that gives easy access to my hungry raw ass

I do find the happiest moments of my life are taking raw cock and getting breeded. Nothing is pure natural joy then that, then then the second load!

Sean Maygers, with Will Angell topping. And clearly doing a good job... just look at those toes curl! A delightful find.

This story is pure fiction but has some elements taken from my experiences. A little about me. I am a 50 year-old guy that has been married to a woman for several years. Our sex life consists of being together once or twice a month (at max). I am a super horny guy and I end up jerking off several times a week. Even though I am married to a woman, I love submitting to men and letting dominant tops use my fuckholes. I rarely get a chance to hookup because my wife is almost always around. Even when she goes out with her friends, it is generally for a short period of time and my area is horrible to find tops. My main focus for jerking off is bb porn, popperbating, hypno videos, etc. Finding sites like breeding.zone got me into poz/neg play. I got hooked on the stories and many times wished it were me. Like many others, when I hooked up, I started looking for neg tops that were on prep. Eventually, I pursued poz undetectable tops. I had thought about going to the next stage (detectable tops) but didn't have the courage even though I found the stories to be very hot. Once or twice a year I end up travelling for work by myself which allowed me the chance to play. The time had come and work decided that I should go to Chicago. I immediately looked on bbrt for tops and reached out to a bunch of neg and undetectable tops with limited responses. As the days passed, I found that there was a cumunion while I was there. I had been to bathhouses before but never been to a cumunion. I would keep that in mind if I strike out with tops. I made sure I secretly packed my portable douching kit, jock, poppers, and lube in my suitcase. I was ready to travel. Finally, the day arrived and I flew to Chicago. On the ride from the airport to the hotel, I hopped on grindr, sniffies, and bbrt looking to see who was around and saw some decent prospects. I got to the hotel, checked in, and took out my play gear. I started watching some poppers vids, did poppers, and started douching. I wanted to be ready to play on my first night just in case. Early evening arrived and I called the wife to let her know that everything went well and that I would be watching tv and getting ready for work tomorrow. The entire time I was talking with her, I was checking the apps. I saw a guy on grindr that looked interesting. A simple pic of his hairy chest with just "top breeder" in his profile. I got off the phone with the wife and sent him a message. "You looking for a sub btm tonight?" I waited for several minutes and didn't get a reply. I figured he wasn't interested so I kept looking. Then the response came. "Yes boy. Pics?" he responded. I sent back my standard pics of my hairy chest, me in doggie position, and my face pic. He responded with pics of his face and cock. He looked rugged and attractive and his cock looked great. Nice size and looked like it would breed me great. I sent him back a message telling him how hot he was. He had a simple response. "Location?" I responded by telling him the hotel I was staying at. He responded that he would be here in 30 mins. I did another quick douche to make sure I was fully ready and did a bunch of poppers. I went back to bbrt and saw a profile with the same chest pic. I checked it and it was also very simple. It simply said "top breeder". I checked his status and it said "Ask me." I saw that and made me nervous. I sent him a message on grindr. "Found your profile on bbrt, Sir. What is your status? I'm neg and never been on prep." He responded "Don't worry boy. You will be fine. Hit your poppers while you are waiting for me." I hit the poppers a bunch of times and got even hornier. A new message popped up on grindr. "I am in the lobby. Room number?" "I am in room 431, Sir" "OK. Keep the lights on but dimmed a bit. Be naked except for a jock if you have one and be ready to answer the door." "Yes Sir." "Good boy." I turned off some of the lights. My heart was pounding out of my chest. I had the lube and poppers on the night table and had another bottle of poppers in my hand. I waited by the door for what seemed like forever. Was I getting stiffed? Wouldn't be the first time. Then I heard it. Footsteps in the hall and a knock on the door. I looked out the peephole and saw the guy from grindr. I opened the door and stood behind it as he walked in. I closed it behind him and locked it. "Good evening boy. On your knees." I immediately got on my knees with my head down. He slid his pants down and his cock sprang out and he immediately had it in my face. "What are you waiting for? Start sucking." "Yes Sir" is all that I could say. I immediately looked up at his cock. It was already hard and looked like it was about 7" long and a nice thickness. Not too thick and not too thin. His cock ring had his cock really tight and it looked angry. I immediately opened my mouth and took his cock into my mouth. It was musky but tasted so good. It felt like steel. I felt hands on the back of my head. He didn't fuck my face but just held them there so I knew he had control and to make sure I didn't pull off his cock. I kept sucking and gagged but he remained patient. He pulled his cock out of my mouth and told me to lick his precum. I stuck out my tongue and lapped up his precum. It was salty and sweet. "Good boy. Now go over to the bed. Lay on your back with your head at the edge. I want to get into your throat a little." I crawled over to the bed and got up in the position that he asked. He walked over to me and told me to get closer to the edge. My head started to hang off the edge. I felt his hands reach under and support my neck. Then, his cock was in my face again. He slid a little further and rested his balls on my mouth. I immediately started kissing and licking his heavy balls. He moaned which made me even more excited. He pulled back slightly and held his cock on my lips. "Open your mouth, boy." I opened and he let my head drop a little to line up his cock with my open mouth. He pushed the head in slightly and held it there. "More going in, boy. Just relax." He slowly pushed in. His cock kept going in. I was starting to panic a little. He sensed it and backed off a little. "It's ok boy, just relax. I just want to feel your throat." He stayed still and then started to push in again. I focused my mind on bringing him pleasure and relaxing. Slowly he pushed and before I knew it, my lips were touching the cock ring. "Good boy" is all that he said before withdrawing a little and pushing again. He slowly and gently fucked my throat. I gagged and he pulled out. "It's ok boy. You are doing good. Let's try again." I opened my mouth and he slowly pushed his cock in until he was in my throat again. Again, he withdrew and pushed in and started to fuck my mouth and throat again. I tried to stay calm but the anxiety started to build again. He sensed it and withdrew again. "You did well boy but it's time for the main act. Get up on the bed and in doggie. Head down. Ass up." I turned over and got into position. I felt him behind me. His strong legs against mine. He put his cock in my crack and left it there. "Ok boy. I want you to do a bunch of poppers. Hit them when I tell you to him them. Hold them when I tell you to hold them. Alternate nostrils." "Yes Sir." "Ok boy. Hit." I did a hit in my left nostril. "Hit. Hit. Hit. Hit. Hit. Hold" I hit each time making sure I alternated nostrils. Each time I hit, he rubbed his cock through my crack and touched my fuckhole. Once I held, he slowly pushed the head in. It slid in easily and he held it there. "Good boy. Very tight but you are doing well. Exhale. We are going to do the same thing as I push the rest of the way in you. Hit." I hit the poppers and he pushed in again. There was pain but I didn't care. I was so high and his cock felt great again. This continued as I hit and he pushed until he was fully in. "Good boy. You feel great" "Thank you, Sir. You feel so great. Please fuck me." "Whatever you wish, boy. No more poppers for a bit. You need to feel this." He slowly withdrew a little and pushed back. Slowly he started fucking me. He was gentle but firm. Giving my tight fuckhole a chance to accommodate. He kept hitting my prostate which was making my limp cock leak all over in my jock. "Ok boy. I want you to take a big hit in each nostril and hold it until I say." I immediately took a bit hit in my left nostril and then my right and held it. He fucked a few more strokes and then just held it there. I could feel his cock pulsing and it felt amazing. "Release boy." I exhaled and he withdrew his cock from my ass. "Time for you to suck some more, boy." I spun around and took his cock in my mouth. I licked his entire shaft which was softer but still semi-hard and took the head in my mouth. I could taste my ass and what seemed like cum. I kept sucking and licking and his cock got hard as steel again. "Good boy. Time to fuck you again. Get on your back with your legs up." I flipped on my back and held my legs out. He immediately got between my legs and pushed them back a little with his strong arms. This was the first time I really got a look at him. He was in his 50's or so with salt and pepper hair. His hairy chest was semi-muscular with a bunch of grey hair mixed in. His arms were strong like someone that did a bunch of physical work but not a gym rat. He had a slight belly but overall was in decent shape. He was now between my legs, grabbed his cock and lined it up with my fuckhole. He grabbed the poppers, took a hit, and then held them under my nose. "Take a nice hit and hold." I inhaled deeply and he pushed his full cock into me. It felt amazing. He reached into my jock and found my cock was limp. "Good sub boy. Useless cock. Only here for my pleasure." "Yes Sir. I am yours to use." "Good boy." He started to slowly fuck me. I was in heaven. He was started pumping me with determination but a wonderful pace. I looked up and studied his face. Strong, rugged, and determined. His blue eyes were staring at me. He was nice looking and looked like someone that knows what he wants and takes it. He kept fucking me and was holding my legs. He grabbed the poppers bottle again. "Take these poppers and hit as you want and when I tell you. Make sure when you hit that you hold them as long as you can." "Yes Sir." I took the poppers and immediately took a hit and held them. "Good boy." He continued to fuck me and started to pick up the pace and intensity. I continued to stare at him. A smile came across his face. "Remember when you asked me my status? Hit boy." "Yes Sir." I took a hit and held it. "Well as you probably guessed, I am poz. Release and hit again boy." I released and hit again as I tried to understand what he was saying. "Well. What you probably didn't guess is that I am not on meds. Hit and hold." I hit and held it. The realization started to hit me. I was letting an unmedicated poz top fuck me and if he kept going, he was going to pump his toxic load in me. I started to panic a little. He sensed it and picked up the pace. "Please Sir. Can you pull out?" He smiled. "No. It's too late for you anyway. You already have one toxic load in you and are about to get a second. Hit." I panicked but did as I was told. I hit and held the poppers. He smiled. His eyes were locked on mine as he held me down, and pushed fully into me. His eyes were intense as I felt his cock spasm over and over inside me. I released the poppers and closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling. After a few minutes, he slowly withdrew and climbed up on my chest. He stuck his semi-hard cock in front of my mouth. I instinctively opened my mouth and started licking and sucking his cock. "Good boy. Clean my cock and get it hard again. I am not leaving until I get a third load in your fertile fuckhole." I continued to suck his cock. Again, I could taste my ass and his cum just like the first time he had me clean his cock. He obviously came the first time and didn't tell me. One difference this time was that I could taste some metal. From the stories that I read, I knew this meant there were minor tears in my fuckhole and his DNA was seeping into me. After a few minutes of sucking him he told me to turn over and lay flat. I immediately did as I was told. "Good boy. You know you needed this and I glad you picked me." I felt his hands spread my ass cheeks. I was excited and scared but then something unexpected happened. I felt his tongue at my hole. He started rimming me. I felt his stubble while his tongue went into my used fuckhole. "So tasty. Love your ass juice and my cum mixture. I think I also taste some blood in there. You know what this means, right boy?" "Yes Sir. It means that I am yours. Your seed will be part of me forever." "Damn right, son. You are mine now. We need to make sure this takes." I was disappointed when his tongue stopped but then it was immediately replaced by his rough fingers. He fucked my hole with his fingers and then pulled out. He reached around and stuck his fingers in my mouth. I immediately tasted his cum and my juices. He pulled his fingers out and immediately his tongue was back at my hole. "Mmmmm. Much better." I was in heaven feeling his tongue. Then it stopped. He changed positions and was now on top of me. He spread my asscheeks again and I felt his hard cock at my hole again. He held it there for a minute and pushed in. He lowered all of his weight on top of me and wrapped his arm around my chest. He started fucking me. This time was different. The first two times, he took it slowly and gently. Not this time. He started fucking me much harder than before. He was determined to make me his. "Tell me to breed you" he barked. "Please breed me." "Tell me to poz you" "Please Sir. Poz me. Give me your toxic poz load. Knock me up." "Sure thing boy" he said as he slammed hard into me and he grabbed me even tighter. Again, I felt his cock spasming in me. It felt like every spasm was hitting my prostate. I thought I was going to cum but didn't. After a few minutes, he withdrew. He immediately came back to my face. "You know what to do, boy." I immediately cleaned his cock. I was in submissive heaven. "Stay just like that boy. We need to make sure it takes" he said as he pulled back. I stayed where I was and heard him getting dressed. "How long are you in town, boy? I need to hit that again." "I am here for four more days, Sir." "Cool. You going to cumunion?" He asked. I replied "I thought about it but I don't know." "You should go. I can meet you there. We can have lots of fun." "Yes Sir." "Good boy. Here is my number. Text me so we can arrange to meet again." "Yes Sir." "Good night, my boy. See you later." With that, he left and I was left on my own. I was scared. I had just taken three toxic loads. I told myself that should go try to get these loads out of me but then something happened. I stuck a finger in my hole and found it covered in cum. I took it to my mouth and tasted it. It tasted so good and I knew I needed this again. I sent a text to him - "Thank you Sir. I can't wait to give you my fuckholes again as much as you want." "Good boy. Talk tomorrow."

names James. I'm 31, 6' 1", dark hair, hairy, and have a fit body. I've been poz for about five years now. From time to time I would go visit my parents, and every time I was visiting them, it happened Derek, my younger brother's cute friend also was also visiting. Each time I also found we were eyeing each other. The time I first met him he was only 15, but now he is 18, about 5' 8", dirty blonde hair with a nice bubble ass. On a few occasions, when my brother and Derek were swimming, I went into Derek's bag and sniffed his undies. There's nothing like smelling a young man's underwear: always scented with precum, and sometimes I jerked and blew my cum in them - just for good measure. One night my parents were out of town and asked that I keep an eye on the house while my brother and Derek were swimming. At some point my brother went inside, leaving Derek and me alone. Derek climbed out of the pool and, as the water dripping from his treasure trail, asked "Hey James, can I get a smoke?" I immediately popped hard on. "Sure, Derek, but can you…" "Can I what?" "Ummm, it's nothing." "Just tell me," he replied. "Well, I just wanted you to turn around. You have a nice ass." "I'll even lower my shorts a bit, just for you." And let me tell you. From that point on I was determined to fuck his ass! I didn't care. I had to poz him. So the very next day I gave my friend Mark a call, and asked for his assistance in getting into Derek's ass. Mark readily agreed, and so the next day Mark and his sister to stop over. Now, Mark is about 30, and his sister is 19. I picked-up some booze and the five of us started to drink, and I made sure Derek got more shots than any of the rest of us. As Mark and I expected, Mark's sister got bored and wanted to go out clubbing, and I graciously gave them cab fair. As they were started to get ready to leave my brother quietly said Derek was going to stay home as he had had a bit to much to drink. Yes, all was going to plan. My brother and Derek's sister left, leaving me and Mark alone with Derek. "Sorry if I ruined your night, guys," Derek slurred slightly. "No problem at all," I replied, adding "Mark and I are gonna take a swim. Why don't you join us in the back?" "Sure, just give me another smoke," answered Derek. Oh, I'll give you something, I said to myself as I handed him a cigarette. With that the three of us wandered out to the pool, and Mark asked "Hey James, do you have any spare suits?" "Nah," I replied, suggesting "since it's just us, we can just wear our underwear." Mark and I immediately stripped-down, and James followed our example, albeit somewhat clumsily. He had definitely had enough to drink, still, he was the first to jump in, and I was next, although, since he was slightly drunk, he didn't move-out of the way, with the result I surfaced underneath him, and we ended-up wrestling our way back to the wide staircase. Derek tried to jump on my back to knock me back into the water, and as I staggered under his weight, I couldn't help but inwardly smile as I felt his hard cock pressing against my back. "Yo, Derek, what's that you got there, buddy?" I asked. "Sorry, dude, sorry, but you're hot, man," he replied. Joining in, Mark suggested "Hey Derek, if you think James is so how, why don't you show him how much you like his body?" With only the consideration of a second, Derek looked me up and down, grabbed my cock, and placed my hands on his ass as he began giving me an impassioned, if somewhat drunken, kiss. Knowing Derek was where we wanted him, Mark came over and the two of us helped Derek out of the pool, and into the bedroom, where Mark and I got ready to breed him. Somewhat to my surprise Derek said "Fuck, you're so hot! I can't believe this. I've never been with a guy." I murmured in reply, "Well, to be honest, I've wanted to play with you since I first saw you, so you're in luck: you'll get to play with not only me, but my buddy Mark." "I want your cocks inside me," Derek replied, but Mark suggested, "Well, maybe you should start by sucking us off for a while, and then we'll see who gets to tag your ass." And damn, for a first timer he gave a surprisingly good blow job, and while Derek worked on me, Mark began rimming him, getting him ready for my poz cock. Derek, fully aroused by the attention to his ass, was thoroughly excited, and I was happy when he abruptly stood-up, turned-around, and commanded "Fuck me, now." I graciously prepared to comply, and lubed his ass and myself with some Elbow Grease I had strategically placed in the night table drawer, but just as my head was knocking at his hole, Derek asked "Wait, do you have condoms?" Again I was prepared "Sure do," as I pulled one out of the same night table drawer. Derek slid the condom onto my cock, turned around, and presented his ass. Ever helpful Mark distracted him with some poppers, and I began to breach Derek's ass. "Good boy," I coo'd, "why not go down on Mark?" As he did so, I slowly worked my way into Derek's ass, although I admit I ran out of patience towards the end, and just rammed myself home. Naturally Derek yelped in surprise and pain, but I didn't pause: I fucked him vigorously, determined to leave my load in his hole. Fortunately Derek was a natural bottom, and within a minute or two had opened-up to the point he could exclaim "Oh, fuck, that feels amazing! Fuck me, James!" I urged him on, answering "You got it, buddy, take it. Take my cock!" "Fuck, I want you to fuck me every time you visit," he replied. I snickered thinking he was asking for more than he realized, but didn't let on, replying "Get on your back, Derek. I wanna see your eyes as I fuck you!" Now on his back, he replied "Oh, man, it hurts so good." And knowing I needed to shed the condom before I blew my load, I suggested "Hey Mark, why don't you crouch over Derek's face and let him rim your hole?" Mark and Derek thought this was a good idea, and as they positioned themselves, I kept pounding away, but each time I withdrew I surreptitiously slid the condom a bit off my cock, so by the time Derek's tongue slid into Mark's hole, I was barebacking Derek. Yup. My entire eight inch poz cock was now barebacking Derek, and I was very close to seeding him, so I asked "Fuck, Derek, where do you want me to cum?" "Blow your load in my ass, man, in my ass," Derek replied, only to resume rimming Mark. "Fuck, yeah, man, here it is!" I replied, as I pounded ever harder. My load was now about to blow, so I let both Derek and Mark know as much when I pushed my way in, balls-deep, and announced "Here, take it! Take my cum!" As I blew my load inside Derek's ass, he came at virtually the same moment. Not to be out done, Mark gave himself a couple of jerks and blew his load all over Derek's chest, and even Derek's face. So Derek was the model of a slut: cum covering his face as my cum, my poz cum, soaked into his ass. When we had caught our breath I gasped "Hey, buddy, you better get to bed before my brother gets home," but tired by the booze and the fuck, Derek passed-out, so Mark and I carried him into the spare bed and made him comfortable for the night.

Part 2 The next morning I woke up and noticed that my brother still hasn’t gotten back home. I hoped into the shower and herd a knock on the door “sorry James I really have to take a piss” I replied “sure you can piss but only after you take mine on your face” within a second he was in the shower with me fully hard. “get on your knees” and he obeyed I let out a nice big Stream of piss all over his face and he opened his mouth and started swallowing! “You like that bud!” “I always wanted to try it” good boy I replied. Now I was fully hard “why don’t you finish the job” and he started to blow me after a few mins I forced my cock as deep as it would go and face fucked him blowing my load down his throat he had no choice but to swallow it. “Darn it that was hot” he said. I was finished in the shower slapped his ass “clean yourself up” and I left. As I got dressed I noticed a pair of dereks underwear On his gym beg I picked them up and took a sniff! They were intoxicating the smell of boy cock and Precum! He must of worn these while playing basketball with my brother. The undies were still a bit damp and I got fully hard again. Derek was done in the shower and now watching me sniff his undies “come in here” I bent him over the dresser and started rimming his hot boy ass. I started licking and biting his ass working my way up his back and biting his neck with my hand I pushed his face back to kiss mine I pushed my tongue deep down his throat! My dick now sliding on his ass cheeks slowly pushing up against his hole “arhhhhh” he let out as I slid the tip of my cock in “condom” he cried! I whisper in his ear but I fucked you bare last night “what!!No how? Are you clean?” I kept him pined down as I slid in deeper “yeah condom broke and I’m poz” I was now fully inside him he did nothing. We herd the front door open as I slid out of his ass he busted his nut all over the dresser picked up his clothes and ran to the washroom. I licked up his cum and put on his undies got ready for work as I was going I noticed my brother now passed out on the couch guess he partied hard.

These stories remind me of something that just happened couple of days ago. I was watching this dude who had just turned 18 years old for several weeks, trying to figure out if he was gay or what. My gaydar was going off the chart every time I saw him. He was kind of the Frat looking college boy who happened to live in the same apartment building as do I. One night after I was undressed, watching TV which I always do. It was around 9:00 P.M. and I heard a knock at the door. I could not imagine who the hell it was, so I pulled-on a pair of jeans and answered the door. It was that damn kid. I just stood there with my mouth, open, probably. It turned out he had lost his house key and wanted to know if I had a credit card or something that he could use to open his door as he didn't want to call the manager, thereby incurring the charge. "Sure," I answered, and, finding an old used up Wal-Mart card, handed it to him. "Thanks. I'll bring it right back. Oh, in case you don't know, I'm in 209." Now I have seen him with a girl now and then but nothing looked too serious. Needless to say, after shutting the door behind him, my hormones started racing, thinking of all kinds of things I could do to this boy. Now I had at least 20 years on him, but figured I could teach him a lesson or two. I had no poppers or anything else, but did have plenty of cold beer so I worked-up a plan for his return. My cock stirring and being a top, I was really thinking 'Hmmmm. Tonight is the night to get this guy, who I suspect is a virgin'. I have been poz for quite a few years and really never thought of gifting it. I also didn't really give it much thought at the moment other then this boy's nice looks and slender body. He must have weighed 135 to 140 lbs. Well, I was as ready as I could be. He came back within a few minutes, saying he had opened the door, but apologized because the card was mangled. Thank god it was un-usable anyway. So I casually asked him to come in and have a beer with me. Happily he accepted my invitation, and sat on the couch with a cold one. I had a movie on that just started that I had pay per view. So he from what I saw was interested in the movie so things went smoothly from there. After he had guzzled down about 8 beers during the movie, he got up and went to take a piss. Not surprisingly he was a bit off balance some on the way upstairs to the bath room. "Hmmm" again I said to myself, "This might be my only time and should take advantage of it." Now this guy was as cute as they came. Being 18 he had his boyish looks and swimmers build, I could only imagine what was under those baggy clothes. He came back down and asked if I minded he had another beer. "Of course not!" I said cheerfully. The movie ended and was on regular TV and we just made small talk and he was slurring and telling me that it was his first time at really getting buzzed and it felt good. He was sitting on the couch next to me and I got up and got a beer also, But I was no way near drinking as much as was he. I came back and sat closer to him of course and he looked slightly tired and I just let things happen. I casually reached over and put my hand on his leg and asked him if he was ok. Sure he said. But I kept my hand on his leg. Half way from his knee to his crotch. He did not move and of course my cock started to stir. Maybe just maybe tonight was my lucky night. I had not gotten off in days so had a good load brewing. I got a little brave and took my hand off his leg and then said something funny to him and slapped him on the leg and my hand of course was a little higher up his leg this time and I kept it there. I was sporting a tent in my jeans as I proudly can say I am well hung, uncut, and thick about 9 inches and 6 inches in girth. So there was not much room once things started stirring, if you know what I mean. I decided then I would get up and go to the kitchen and get some chips and of course let him see me getting aroused. I watched him and his eyes locked right on my crotch. Brought back the chips and gave him a bowl and sat down next to him again. Now I could not tell with the baggy pants if he was getting hard or it was just a wrinkle in his pants but I kept a very eagle eye on it and kept reaching down to get chips from the bowl resting in his lap making the bowl move a little each time I did this. Finally I came to the conclusion this beer-induced lad was getting horny, so I went for it. No more playing around. I removed the bowl and reached over and groped his crotch and yeah, I was right he was getting hard. He did not push my hand away but he said that he was straight and if anything happened then I was to forget about it and that just got me going more. A straight boy! Either he was lying or he was being truthful - whichever, I had to get some of his ass! I told him to stand and we stood up and of course now I was bulging a big ol hard on and I took his hand and put it on my crotch. He said "Damn" and I told him to take off his shirt which he did in a flash. He was hot and bothered. Just the way I wanted him to be. Nice body, I just could not believe it. Nice and slim just the way I like them and very little hair above his belly button. I fumbled as I was kind of nervous with his snap on his pants as I was not sure how far I could go. And then unzipped him. His pants fell to the floor. He already had his shoes off as I make people take their shoes off when they come into the house. So only thing left was the boxers which was tenting beautifully. I reached down and squeezed his hard on and he kind of groaned. I then told him to step out of his pants and to follow me upstairs to the bedroom where the lighting was dim. He staggered up behind me still hard and I got him up in the bedroom and told him to sit down on the bed but before he did that to shed the boxers. Which he did. Out popped a very nice looking juicy cut cock with average shaft. But at the same time I saw his ass in the mirror, Nice bubble butt cheeks. Damn this made me really want it. So I slowly dropped to my knees and took his cock into my mouth and started sucking on it. He moaned and said he always wondered what that would feel like. I had me a pure virgin here. I asked him if he had been with any girls and he said "not yet." He was still too shy around them so they even though he was cute kind of stayed away. He was sitting down so I decided it was time to show my glory and unbuttoned my pants and dropped them to the floor and stepped out of them. I also had boxers on but it was very obvious I was horny. I then dropped my boxers and he looked at my uncut clean cock and said "damn" again. He said he never seen one that big only in pictures and I got closer to him and I said "taste it" He said "No, I',m straight. I replied "Look nobody will know but you and me and I really want you to suck my cock and I will suck yours." Of course I had other plans for him, but he didn't need to know that just then. So He got my root into his mouth and I pulled the skin back so he could get at the head. He could not take much of it as he would gag, so I got back on my knees and said "lay down and I will do yours." I sucked him for a few minutes and thank god for the beer, He was not a quick cummer. But I could feel the cum slowly filling his nuts and knew if I kept on I would get him off. Of course I was all in my glory as this is what I had wanted for months after he had moved in next to me. I told him to get on the bed and be doggie style and I would teach him a new trick. He readily did so asking why. I got behind him and slowly licked his back and down to his crack and then I got to the cherry. I licked it and tongue fucked it for several minutes with him saying it felt so damn good. He was glad that he was there but not to tell a soul. I promised I wouldn't. I had lube within reach which was baby oil, and I made as if I intended to give him a massage. He seemed to be keen on that so I dribbled some down his crack and slowly stuck my middle finger in. Not much but just a little and he bucked off. But I kept after him until finally he just gave up and let me put my finger up his ass. I did this until I could get 2 fingers up there and did not want to press my luck. I then without him noticing it lubed up my cum filled cock and knew damn well this was going to hurt. I almost felt sorry for him but I just had to have a piece of his ass. I got behind him and the skin was over my cock head again, but that was ok. It would move back when I did the deed. I took my legs and knees and slowly but surely spread his legs apart some more so he was really lined up. I then was ready. I put my cock head near his cherry hole and he felt what was coming and said "Hell no, You're not doing that." I of course knew all the tricks and replied "I need to get off all I want to do is put the head in and I will stop and beat off and shoot all over your back." After long moments I finally convinced him. More lube as this guy had no idea what was going to really happen to him. I stuck my cock head against his hole and slowly pushed in. He said "Dude that hurts like hell and you don't have a rubber. I said "sorry" and that I didnt need one as I was not going to cream up inside of him [Yeah! Right!] I again told him to just bite down and it would only hurt for a minute and I pressed on. I could feel my cock head slowly go past his pucker hole and the skin pulled slowly back as I went in. I just kept it there and stroked my cock for a few minutes and pressed a little more. It was like a "pop." The head was in and no protest. But I knew I still had to get the 9 inches into him and had a long way to go. I was where I wanted to be so I leaned somewhat on his back kissing and tongueing his back. He seemed to like it. Now I was ready for more and this was the end of the game. I did not want to hurt him or really rip him apart but definitely wanted all-the-way-in. I pressed onwards and sliding the shaft in. He protested, I said "dude, just hang on. Trust me - you're not gonna believe how great this will feel." You know those famous words. I then positioned myself so I could hold on to his somewhat bony waist and held on and I slowly but surely pressed on. I was half in and was fucking him with half of my cock and still he was protesting and that also I did not have a condom. I knew I was going to breed him tonight if it was the last thing I did. So with a quick movement his legs went out beneath him and on his stomach he went. I was still in him and was laying on his back with my weight on top of him. I was somewhat bigger then him so I had the advantage. I then said the hell with it. My cock head was in and about another 3 or 4 inches of the shaft. It was time for breeding. I then grabbed him around the chest and gave him a body hug, licked his ear and away I went. I sunk the rest of my thick cock into him all the way to the pubes. He let out a yell but that did not bother me. I just kept it there and let him get use to having it up his tight ass. It was hot. Here I was in a virgin ass with my thick pole. A piece of ass I have not had for some time. I then slowly pulled some out and put it back in. He just laid there kind of stunned at what was happening. His sweet ass was getting bred. I said the hell with it then and slowly pumped him until I was taking my cock out to almost the part of the head pulled out. I could even feel the foreskin go over the head a little and then I would slam it back in. It felt to a point that he was arching his back up in the air to take it. But it might have been my imagination. However this went on for what seemed quite awhile and he said "Don't cum in me" and I said "of course not." Little did he know. I had him right where I wanted him. I told him to slowly get to his knees as I wanted to make sure I was in to the hilt. He did and without my cock falling out. I then slowly picked up my speed as I knew I was going to cum pretty soon. This was too hot for me to handle. I reached around and made his cock hard and slowly stroked it with precum leaking out of it. Then the urge hit me. I pulled my cock out to the end for the last time and buried it deep into his ass up to the pubes of my bushy hair and felt my balls slap against his at the same time as I had low hangers but they were full. I was there, I shot my poz load deep inside of his tight ass. And I kept it there for a minute or so with him bitching that I had cum up his ass when he asked me not to. I was in no way getting soft and rested a minute and slowly started again. I fucked him hard and earnest for at least another 20 minutes and did the same thing and shot another poz load deep in his ass. Only he didn't know my cum was a special gift. I was done for the time being so let it get soft and fall out. It had a tinge of pink on it so I knew I had done some damage. I rolled him over and sucked on his cock and in no time he shot a huge load down my throat. He then just laid there as a rag doll, falling in and out of sleep. I cleaned up any goo that was left dripping down his sweet cock and told myself just one more load and I will be nice and let him go. I slowly turned him over and he did not protest this time. He knew it was coming and nothing he could do about it. I spread his legs and dipped my cock back into his pozzed filled cum hole and was off again. I did not need lube this time he had plenty of cum for that so I grinded my cock into him thrust after thrust and he said he was getting sore. That was ok, I thought and kept going. I put my hands and arms around his waist and lifted his ass up to my cock everytime I shoved my cock into him so he would get all that he could. I again shot another load. This was for some reason a long one. It was like I was never going to stop shooting. But of course I did. I pulled out and told him he could go home now if he wanted. He asked if I minded he just lay there for the night and I said hell no. We drifted off to sleep as he did not want to get off again. I woke up around 3:00 A.M. and had another raging hard on. And he was in the right exact position to get him again. I threw back the covers and lubed my cock and mounted him. He was sleeping but he woke up real fast when I shoved my thick 9 inches into him. I fucked him again for about 30 minutes and gave him his 4th load of poz cum. Then I reached over and felt a semi hard on so I toked on that until I got it real hard and sucked on it till he busted a nut. Then we fell asleep in earnest. Woke the next morning and he begged me not to tell anyone and I said "no way" but I wanted him to come over once in awhile just to play. He did not seem to keen on that but he did like looking at my swinging big cock. It was about 3 months after that I saw him going into the local ABS. He was not saying much to me, but even so, having broken him in, I would get him and his sweet tasting, tight ass. He was now 'one of the boys' so to speak. And if he did fuck some cunt then she was going to get pozzed. I suspect he he knew he was pozzed and did not want to tell me. I also think after I had de-flowered him, he had played around some with other guys. Otherwise I should think he would have come back to me and bitched me out about pozzing him. He didn't so that told me that he didn't really know who pozzed him, and I had done my job well. Even if he was straight, he still got bred, and had no more worries. After all, he was now one of the boys. In all shape and manner.

I was scared but did it. I am glad I ditched condoms and went bareback and taking loads. The sex was more satisfying and a better turn on for me. It was a bit scary but I had to do what I wanted and made me feel good.