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Well if you are reading this, you probably know by now that I’m poz. So sorry to spoil the ending, but I wanted to tell you how I got here. Well you can thank my friend David, because if it wasn’t for his 30th birthday party, I wouldn’t be here writing about the chase. Okay so for those that don’t know me, my name is Landon, I’m 32, gay as fuck, a verse bottom (okay I’m a bottom), and until three months ago I was neg. Now prior to me chasing, I was on Prep but I’ve only ever fucked raw. Yea I fucked raw before Prep, but I was picky about who I fucked. Like it was mostly guys that I knew and nerdy guys who weren’t getting dicked down on the regular. Anyways, about mid October my friend David decided he wanted to have the most epic 30th birthday party ever. He was always extra, like if he could easily pass as one of those drunk bachelorettes that you see in Nashville. Well he decided that he wanted all of us to travel to Nashville so he could get that “authentic southern hospitality.” I knew that he wanted to live his best life and cling on to the partying ways of his 20’s. So I decided to fly to Nashville from Charlotte, and mind you I used to live in Nashville when I went to college at Vandy. While yes my college friends were rich, I felt like a make a wish kid who managed to get into the school of my dreams. Also, Vandy is a bottom’s dream, because there is plenty of closeted southern frat boys. Yes they all worn khaki shorts and polo’s but them SEC boys knew how to fuck. While I wasn’t interested in the twinks, I was interested in the bigger muscular ones. Those guys knew how to jackhammer you. After I get settled into my hotel, I open up both Grindr and Sniffies to get the lay of the land. There was lots of choices to pick from, but I wasn’t in a hurry. Now, I had been traveling for work prior to this trip, and in the course of my travels I ran out of Prep. Granted, I ran out like two weeks ago, but I hadn’t realized it until I took my medication. I keep them in a travel case and I guess I hadn’t noticed the little blue pill was missing. I went into the bathroom got freshened up and I obviously douched because I had a feeling I was going to get lucky. I met David and the rest of our friend group at the bar that we all chose to go to. The place is next to rail yard so that screams fun and safe right? Well it was a lot of fun. There was a lot of drinking, laughing, some crying, and lots of attractive men. This place had gay dive bar written all over it. Plus the air was thick with cigarette smoke, sweat, and musk. Well after what seemed to be a 12 hour marathon, I finally decided to call it a night. I started walking down the street towards a Waffle House, but I also had to pee really badly. I walked over to a secluded area near the road and I was about to whip my dick out when I heard a man’s voice. “Do you have a lighter,” the man asked me. I told him I didn’t have one because I didn’t smoke. I thought he was going to leave, but he walked up towards me. Now I had several thoughts running through my head, and yes they all involved robbery and sex. Well thank god it wasn’t robbery, because when I finally got a good look at the man he was tall, tanned skin, piercing blue eyes, and had the scent of a lumberjack. “Mind if I join you?” he asked, and I said, “I don’t mind, I just need to pee really bad.” I was about to start peeing when he asked if he could have some. I immediately said yes, because I have a thing for piss pigs because I am one too. So he got down on his knees and put the head of my dick in his mouth. I finally couldn’t hold it anymore, and out came the biggest stream of piss that I have ever produced. There was no way this man was going to be able to swallow that much piss, but he managed it pretty well. After I finished, he licked my piss slit and sucked on the head to ensure that he got all of my piss. I thanked him, but then he asked me if I wanted to drink his piss. I got down on my knees and the smell that came out from his pubes was intoxicating. Now my dick was about 6 inches cut and thick, but his was about 8 inches uncut and was moderately thick. I could tell that he hadn’t washed himself in a while, because I could taste the built up piss and cum under his foreskin. Once I was positioned, he began to piss in my mouth and it was the most divine tasting piss I’ve ever tasted. It was sweet and tangy. Once he was done instead of me getting up, I began to blow him right then and there. Between the taste of his dick and the intoxication of his scent, I was in heaven. Well after 20 minutes of me sucking his cock he pulled me up and he began to makeout with me. As he was making out with me he began to pull my pants back down and then I could feel is finger circling my hole. His nails were long but it felt really good. Then he broke away from kissing me and then proceeded to turn me around and began eating my ass out and fingering me rough. I think he was down there for like 10-15 minutes and then he asked if I had a rubber. I told him now that I liked raw, and I had thought he was going to be disappointed. Boy was I wrong on that. He then said, “good because I hate them, and fucking raw is better.” Which I totally agree that raw fucking is the best kind of fucking there is. I also have a kink that guys fuck me with as little lube as possible. For some reason I think it feels better. As soon he said that, I felt his dick push into me with no warning. The only lube we had was both his and mine’s spit and the copious amount of precum. It didn’t take him long to start fucking me hard, long, and deep. The assault on my hole felt amazing. Every time he went deeper my ass muscles clinched harder. It was the most amazing feeling ever. Now was it burning yes, but it also felt really good too. He kept telling me he was going to knock up my cunt and that I would be pregnant with his baby. As he was saying these things, my dick was rock hard. Then he asked if he could cum in me and I screamed yes. He then asked me again but this time he asked if I wanted his toxic cum in me, I immediately screamed breed me with your toxic seed. He blew his load deep in my hole, and I blew my load all over the ground. He pushed his load in there pretty good, and he was still hard even after cumming. He would go on to nut in me at least two more times. When he was finally done I got down on my knees and cleaned his cock off and it had that taste of ass juice, cum, and blood. I asked him before we departed if he was poz, and he said he was. I also asked him if he was homeless and he said yes, but he doesn’t mind it. Plus pigs like me keep him company year round. I finally made it back to my hotel, and I held his cum in me as long as I could. I finally pushed it out into a cup and it was bright pink. I knew it would be a matter of time before I would be in the brotherhood, and what comes next solidified that. I was now on the chase to be converted, because I finally found freedom thanks to a homeless guy who wanted a light.

He called me back in. "Good news, you are negative" he said I was relieved and my eyes watered up a bit. "Thank you" I said "You should have about a week left of PEP, correct?" he asked "Yes I think so. I have 6-7 pills left" I said "Okay keep taking it regularly if you want to stay negative. I will give you another packet of 14 pills that way you don't have to go to the pharmacy." he said "I just need to ask you a few more questions since you took the test. Some I have asked in our session but now I have to ask again for a survey." he said      How many partners in the last 2 weeks? Six      Gender of your sexual partners? Men      Did you practice safe sex with all your partners? No      How many did you practice safe sex with? 2 maybe Did you provide the condom or did they? They did Did you knowingly and consensually have non safe sex? Yes What kind of sex did you have (oral, anal, other)? Oral and anal Did you know the HIV status of each partner? I think so. Elaborate? I knew 4 were HIV positive and 2 were not. Do you know if the HIV positive men who you shared bodily fluid with are on any medication? I know one is not and the other 3 I am not sure. Was there an exchange of bodily fluid and if so how? Yes they came in my ass and my mouth Did you take PEP everyday and at the same time? Yes everyday and generally the same time. "Thank you for answering the survey. Oh sorry I forgot a few demographic questions." he said     Do you identify as straight, gay, bi or transgender? I paused and looked down. "Bi I guess" I said "Ok a few more questions" he said     How many female partners have you had sexual relations with in the last 4 weeks? None     How many male partners have you had sexual relations with in the last 4 weeks? Six     Have you masturbated in the past 4 weeks and if so to what gender and type of material (porn, pics etc.)? I paused. Gay porn, and BBRT profiles. He paused and looked at me. "Are you attracted to women" he asked "I don't know" I replied "Do you look at them, check them out, fantasize?" he asked "What do you mean" I replied "Like if you saw a hot female student and she was wearing tight spandex or a short skirt, would you stare before you met Rick" he asked "Yes" I replied "Before you had a gf would you flirt and try and pick them up? You have casual sex with them" he asked "Yes and I was good at it" I said smiling "And now after you have had sex with these 6 male partners, do you look at women the same way?" he asked I paused "No I guess not" I replied " I am sure you have seen women on campus in tight or short outfits. Any flirt with you?" he asked I thought "Yes one of my coworkers she wore tight and short outfits. I could even see her panties and sometime she showed camel toe. She even used her foot to rub my cock" I replied "And how did you react" he asked "I didn't" I said "What do you mean you didn't? Did you get hard, flirt back, hook up, anything? He asked "No I didn't get hard, I got embarrassed and...." I said and paused "And what?" he asked "I tried to hide it cause the Professor was there and I didn't want him to see or ...." I said "You think he would have busted you both?" the nurse asked "Yeah and..." I said "It is okay I just am asking question to help you with your answers" he said "And I think I want to help you be self aware" he said as he put his hand on my knee "And I was worried he would see and I think I was more interested in him not thinking I was liking it cause I wasn't" I replied "So you were more worried about the Professor liking you?" he asked "Yes I guess so" I said "Is that the same Professor you had sex with?" he asked "Yes" I replied "Is he HIV positive?" he asked "Yes he is" I said The nurse looked down at my crotch. My cock was hard. I paused "I think I am exploring sex with men and male intimacy but probably going to stay with it and maybe I should just answer gay instead of bi." I said "What made you change your mind?" he asked "Just talking to you and realizing how far I have come. I want to see where this goes. I can always change and go back to women or both. I think for now I like men" I said "Good for you" he replied. "Back to the issue of PEP and HIV and don't forget other STDs there are many health risks. I see the conflict in you and it is up to you to decide what is best for you. Just make sure to do it with eyes wide open. I like you am a gay man. There are fantasy and feelings and sexual and erotic explorations but, in the end, it is your health and it is real with real life consequences. It isn't a sex novel, it is real and real life. Ok?" he said. I nodded. He gave me the second PEP packet and I left. I felt more comfortable about being me.

I met my friends for drinks and pizza. As I got home around 9pm. I lay in bed and got on BBRT. I again searched profiles and tried a different search. 60 yrs+ Top only HIV Large/Oh my god Give in ass Give in mouth Take none Kissing BDSM I ended up seeing 21 profiles with 16 online. I went thru them and started to get hard. There were some hot dudes and also some not so hot dudes. Top Delivers Not prince charming or Brad Pitt here. 64 yr old average guy look less than average body but I will make any bottom cream and not want to leave. Top here looking for younger bottom to fuck and have long term fun with. I looked at his pics and he wasn't anything to look at. He wasn't ugly he just wasn't noticeable. His body was ok but then his cock pic. OMG it was huge. It looked at least 9". I moved on to another profile. Top with the Right Stuff 70 yr old POZ top here with high VRL. Young bottoms to the front. I will make you sing and see stars. Love bi-curious guys looking to learn. Reminder I am HIV positive and looking to breed. No meds here. Advanced HIV. No PnP, poppers ok. Be opened minded and we will have so much fun. As I read his profile I was intrigued. What does advanced HIV mean? I looked at his pics. He was tall handsome and thin. He looked not well but still had a nice body frame with some muscle and a thick moustache. His cock was huge it looked at least 9" and thick. My cock throbbed as I looked at his pics. He even had some of him in what looked like a very young bottom taking him with his face covered. I was so horny right now I got out the dildo and lube and stuck it in my ass and started to ride it. I stared at the pics and thought of Rick, Professor and all the men fucking me. I started to shoot cum all over again without touching myself. I calmed down and licked up all the cum. I was restless and still horny but tired. I best go to sleep.

Naked in one of the booths at my local ABS sucking anon cock. Door opens and a dude comes in and reaches down, putting his finger in my hole and lifts me up to fuck me while i’m still working on the guy next door. He fucks me and cums heavily in my ass, then leaves as the guy next door cums in my mouth. Totally anon spit roast! No idea who they were, but i was bery satisfied!

Thanks for that discussion. I am a PHD of history. There are clear „signs“: fascism has „camps“ to lock in people. TV/ Newspaper are controlled. The still existing parliament ist just a „show“, The problem is it can happen so fast.

Please note! It's just a fantasy. All figures have reached the minimum age. Please be lenient, as I wrote the story in German and translated it afterwards. And my english is not the best…. Part 1 The eyes of all the girls and boys he crossed paths to hang on Jamal. But that was no wonder, the twenty-year-old Turk offered all sorts of things to look at. His dark hair fell wildly ruffled left and right from his head along the forehead down, on the side to just half over the ears. Some strands of hair hung from the side wavy in the direction of the eyes, as if modeled with wax. His green-blue eyes surrounded by a dark line of eyelashes, as if painted by a thin eyeliner, rounded off his eyes and revealed silent secrets of the Orient. Through both ear lobes he had a metal tunnel piercing with a black inside. Also at the bottom of the mouth he had left and right a piercing ring strapped vertically around the lips, parallel each down the end of the nose wing. Which made his lower lip even more voluminous and looked like the beginning of curved tracks leading into his mouth. His face was of a delicacy and flawlessness like the masterpiece of all boys. But it was nothing special for himself and his family, he just looked like that. He was big, very big. with his height of 1.90 meters and thin but muscular figure he made an impression. He could also be more than satisfied with his genitals of 21x4.5 centimeters. Everyone blamed his appearance for not having a girlfriend yet. He has already rejected many. He's probably waiting for one that's equal to him, they thought. But he knew that something completely different was the reason, because he didn't care, but nothing at all, about the female sex. One evening after he had already fallen asleep in the early afternoon and was bored, he decided to go to the local hammam and let himself be pampered. It was a very modern and yet traditional hammam in various warm gray marble shades. A large dome roof and a heavy door as entrance to the hammam. Away from this was a long tunnel with various open small dome rooms with resting blocks and a crossbar in the cross on one side with a kind of kitchen room and on the other side an oriental carpet room for the consumption of tea and hookah. So he rang the bell at the decorated old wooden door and a short time later two young male eyes peeked out of a recessed peepout door. He was admitted and the old wooden staircase was led up to his personal room. The personal wooden rooms were distributed in a circle over the entrance hall. Everything on this floor was made of old heavy wood and made a powerful impression. In his room he was allowed to take off his street clothes and there was a large, red and white tiled pestemal ready, which he immediately tied around his loins. The Arab-looking young Tellak had casually explained to him on the way from below that he was personally available for him tonight and pointed out to him the possibilities here. Now he studied in his kapause once again the different possibilities written on the wall on parlment and decided on the total offer with shisha, tea and hammam massage as well as all extras. Five minutes later, the Arab picked him up and asked if he had decided. He led him down the stairs to the shower room, which formed the entrance to the wet area, soaped his guest and washed off the sweat and dust of the day with a sponge. Then he led his guest through the long corridor into the steam room Hararet. Here several silver water outlets are bed with hot and cold water and in the middle a large heated fog stone, a Göbek Tas, which serves as a lying surface. He led him to the large stone sink, sat him there and scooped warm water with the ready Tas and poured it over Jamal's young hot body several times. He made him lie down on the fog stone and told him to relax, he would pick him up again. Jamal closed his eyes and his thoughts circled around this Arab Tellak. He looked good, very good. Many traits on the body of the Tellak reminded him of himself. Except that this one built much stronger and had big strong hands. He wondered what he would look like naked. If only I had seen him in white light cotton pants and a thin long shirt. However, the imprint of the Arab's tail through this fabric part did not leave his head. How he would like to touch it, maybe even take it in his mouth once and gently pamper the part. At 50 degrees and 65% humidity, his sweat glands were slowly set in motion. The pores opened and with the sweat slag and toxins penetrated from his body. At the same time, his body was loosened by the heat and the blood penetrated more and more into its best part. Due to the strong relaxation, he was almost in a trance. He didn't even notice how the Tellak came back and gently and slowly brushed his paw over the best part of Jamal. The Tellak again scooped up several ladles of warm water and slowly poured it up along the feet to his body. The boy slowly woke up again and looked shocked with a raised expression in his eyes at the Tellak, who asked him if he could have relaxed a bit. He said yes and hoped that the masseur did not see his extreme erection between his legs. The Tellak asked Jamal to come up slowly with a grin on his face when he had said that and a mischievous look at his room. He took off his pestemal and gave him a new dry one. He turned around to put his legs on his former berth and dry his legs. He didn't see the looks that the Tellak gave his plump hairless ass. When he was dry, he was led through the heavy door on the way back into the long corridor, to the front of the carpet room. Only now did the young Turk realize that in the meantime there was no one left in the whole walls except him and the Tellak. He was placed in a place in front of a shisha where already on a tealight a jug of freshly brewed tea, of which the young Arab gave him some of it in his tea glass in a cheerful and lively way. He got stuck just before him and went through a small stone inlet into a back room. Shortly after, he came forward with fresh glowing coals and set the water whistle in motion. He gave Jamal the mouthpiece in his hand and disappeared again. This caught the first puffs and leaned back relaxing. He had never felt so relaxed as he did right now. His body seemed to have separated from his mind and he was somehow absolutely beside himself. He had once heard that you have a strange feeling when you sweat too much and drink too little. That's why he reached for the tea and tried to empty the whole pot as quickly as possible. Every now and then interrupted by deep puffs of the shisha. At first he had only pulled it slightly, but in the meantime he pulled down the clouds deep, let them down a little and let the big clouds come out of his lungs again. Everything was different here and today than he was used to. The tea tasted woody and the shisha also had its own taste that he had never tasted before. What he didn't know was that it was a tea mixture of Yohimbee wood and G and what he pulled so joyfully into his lungs was not hookah tobacco but a mixture of tobacco and T. At first he briefly panicked when all the muscles all over his body began to tremble, and cold shivers flashed across his body. Just at that moment the Tellak came back, naked from head to toe like him. Both covered only with a cloth. He said it was certainly the deep relaxation. He is now ready for the massage. On the way back to the big Hararet he calmed down and his tail stood up and became rock hard. No matter what he was trying to think about, the erection did not go back. The Arab from whom he had learned in the meantime that this was called Cem, led him into the large dome room and helped him to the middle of the heated navel stone, took off his plague and told him to lie on his back. Jamal, who was still floating on a flying carpet, now knew that he could no longer hide his erection from Cem. He fetched his Kese, the exfoliating glove and began to free his body from pore deposits and skin scales with gentle pressure. Again and again accompanied by warm and from time to time cold water jets. He had to turn around and the same procedure took place in the back. Cem must be an expert he thought he also rubbed intensively on his cock and his scrotum as well as now on his ass gap around. He felt how something was lightly pressed into his anus and something was also injected there. It burned briefly but his anus reacted with great joy to this treatment, no it even spread forward into his cock and through the rest of the body. He had a desire for Cem to play with his anus even more than just the short rubbing. Cem felt his hand over Jamal's back and noticed that he was still not really relaxed. He knew how to change that and Jamal clearly said he had chosen the full program. Again Cem grinned mischievously, no almost even devilishly down and licked his lips. Well, if you say so, he said. Very short time later, he held a glass bong machine in front of Cem and pressed a remote control into his hand. He should press on it and when the glass ball has filled with the relaxing remedy, he should inhale deeply and then let go, keep the smoke a little down and then slowly blow out. The stupid boy didn't ask what kind of cure it would be there. Well, maybe it was also because his brain was already clouded with an acceptable dose of T. Anyway, he does as told and pressed the button of the piece in his hand. He heard and saw how a flame ignited in front and something in the Bong turned to smoke. After taking a deep breath, he briefly felt something go deep into his anus. The naive Turkish boy suspected and did not know that it was a booty bump. After a few more deep moves, Jamal was already really wide. He had to lie on his back again and his expert began to soap him up with the linen bale. He felt how something flowed out of his asshole and he became even more foggy but also much more uninhibited and horny. When his front body was over, he had to turn again. He was so stoned and relaxed that he almost couldn't do it with his own strength, Cem helped him. The stupid boy reached for the remote control button again and Cem shook his head laughing. The 20-year-old did not notice that Cem had been naked for a long time. Cem also soaped him in the back and as he was done he poured him with a few hot water pours to wash off the soap and a cold water pour to stimulate his circulation. The Arab took the bong machine away, the boy had already dropped the operation from his hand some time ago, and broke it back to the place where he had fetched it. Then he dabbed Cem's back with his cloth that was still almost dry on the side, grabbed a bottle of massage oil and began to massage the boy's back. He relaxed more and more, his pupils were already pitch black and huge from the many smoke. After the back and the arms came the legs and when he got there at the top he took care of the boy's ass. He spread his legs, inwardly hoping that the Tellak would also make him sexually happy. He was so horny. That exactly this was the goal of the Arab POZ stallion, since he could not know the horny young Turk, who was about to close the hammam, he could not know. He did not know that everything that had happened to him tonight had no other purpose than to make him unrestrained and willless, he did not know. The gay Tellak was nothing less than the son of the gay hammam owner and not an ordinary employee. He had separated from Cem's mother after he had come out. In his wild bareback games, he got the POZ epidemic. He infected his son during his nocturnal family rape games. Cem has only fucked bare around since then and from time to time there were special POZ parties with all kinds of drugs here in the hammam. That's exactly why everything was there that could offer support. Cem massaged the boy's hole like a world champion. Found that the boy was absolutely clean and flushed. But since he wanted the boy to be really tall, he tells him that the full program also includes the massage from the inside, and he had to be clean. He fetched a large bag of meth splitter solution and let it run into the boy. He let it work in the body of the young Turk for a few minutes. Cem now pushed a plug up Jamal's ass and pulled him up. He led the boy through the room to a rounding of the room where it had a shower head, turned on the water and wrapped his arms around the Turkish upper body. He knew that if the boy was tight now, the mixture in his guts would catapult him into a whole new level after elimination and be nothing compared to what was now. He pressed his now erect 20cm tail against the hole of Jamal. He was happy and thought he would be fucked now and began to relax. Cem quickly withdrew, just in time. Because suddenly a huge wave of chemical ass juice mixture came out of the boy's anus. He pressed and made and Cem knew, when the whole broth was dried up, that the boy was now not only completely clean but high in a different stratosphere. In the meantime, Jamal could not even walk by himself, so Cem had to carry him back to the warm stone. When they arrived, Jamal told his masseur that he urgently needed to be fucked by his horny fat cock, deep in his boy pussy. Jamal had reached his goal. The Arab POZ stallion took his tail in his hand and held it in front of the throat entrance of Jemal. He immediately opened his mouth and began to suck the part. Cem held the head of the loaded boy and pressed his fat part deep into the boy's esophagus and began to run his water that he had accumulated. He squirted the piss broth directly into the boy's stomach. He choed and tried to struggle for air, which he had a hard time. When Cem had pissed off, he withdrew and said this was easier than to get water. Jamal looks at him greedily with tears in his eyes. He again took Jamal's head in his hand and pressed it on his now rock-hard tail in the longing for the boy's ass. When he had fucked something in it, he pulled back and went to the back so as not to waste time and push his swollen masculinity into the boy. He didn't care how much it hurt the Turkish boy and he began to push his uncut cock into his hole. At the same time, he pushed down the boy's back and slammed centimeter by centimeter with ease into his long tail. Jamal groaned and let himself be plowed unrestrained. Cem had reached the places that Jamal loved to get fucked and had never felt it as horny as now. The bolt-stick tail dripped with pre-sap without protection straight deep in the middle of the channel and was soon able to inject his POZ seed. His hip and his balls hit each time with animalistic passion on the body lying under him. Then he heard the grunt of the Arab, who once again pressed deep into him. His cock staggered and throbbed powerfully inside and spit his juice into him in rashing thrusts. Jamal felt six bursts of the juice squirt along his intestinal walls and how his hole simply filled. Cem kept there for a few more seconds and squeezed out the rest of his sperm. Then he began to pull out his fat Dick. The ass milked its last drops from the exploded cock. Cem apologized that he came so fast but he just needed it now because he never jerks off until he comes. He sounded very satisfied with himself. But finally he was only at the beginning of this fuck night with the Turkish guest. He massaged around this plump ass and slowly pressed four fingers into it. His big paws were imposing but he wanted to sink his whole hand in this boy. Slowly he streened the rosette with his fingers. Millimeter by millimeter he came forward. Jamal felt the pain but he was somehow far away, so he didn't cramp and then suddenly with a plop the hand was in it. Slowly, Cem rotated the widest part to make sure that if he had a part of his arm digging in the boy, it would not close again and he would only come out again with the opening of the anus. But the sphincter relaxed and showed no signs of contracting again. Slowly but steadily, Cem pushed his arm into it. He was surprised how full this bitch inside was already after his first shooting of his infecting charge. The digging and feeling of the warm flesh that his hand was around made him horny and his tail grew again. His cock stood up again full and hard when he pulled his hand out of the already well filled ass with cum. He reached forward with his hand full of his juice, which he had previously pressed into this Kimme with his tail and put his juice-smeared fingers in front of Jamal's mouth for his entertainment. Submissively, he sucked first his index finger, then his thumb, then the rest of his hand. His legs were just twitching at the moment. The Turkish handsome was now also aware that his ass would no longer be the same after that night. How far the effects would extend, however, he could not yet guess in the least. The Tellak again put his tail, dripping in threads, in front of the twitching hole. Quickly and vigorously he pressed the part completely down to the balls deep inside. Jamal let out screaming moans and squeezed his fists tightly, while the sperm porridge was opened deep into his guts by the fuck bolt. The balls hit mercilessly like thunders on his ass. His Turkish beating that still stood like a one through the Yohimbeetee and it smelled of sperm and sex all over the large room. With further constant thrusts, the Arab evenly spoiled the young fuck hole that hurt dullly. Slowly but surely demanded a next load of POZ soup to be released in the walking Arab bulls. His constant fucking went into an uncontrolled threshing. The tail poded around, each time he hit in a different place. The Dick tensed and got bigger just before he surrendered. Cem went down with his head and with a kiss he wanted to dampen his cry full of ecstasy but it was too much with the shooting off of his second load he bit the boy with his teeth deep into the boy's flesh. That was also too much for the boy and he cramped up and spermed his own last negative charge between his loins and the warm stone. Then he fainted and Cem also collapsed on him. After several minutes, Jamal came back to himself. The Tellak was still on him and the meanwhile flaccid cock of the Arab stallion was still in the fucked up sperm cave. A few minutes later, Cem struggled up, poured Jamal with several ladles of cold water and carried the boy out into the long corridor to the carpet room. He put him down there and got him a pot of cool tea with G in it and treated himself to a refreshment. Time was already well advanced, outside it was already getting light. His father had to be awake by now, so he could inform him why he didn't come home that night. It wasn't a problem with them or anything, but he still didn't want him to worry. Secretly, he hoped that he might even want to come over to help him make the special guest happy. After ringing three times, it also decreased. Cem told his father that this night, just before they had closed, there was still a boy in front of the door and because he had liked him so much, he decided to let him in and use him for his diabolical game. Since both generations of the family had the same male taste, his father was passionate about the suggestion that he could join the game. The father instructed his son to hold the guest high. He himself wants to call the rest of the guys, who probably also wanted to celebrate today with a party. The boys were the rest of the hammam's employees. Since the whole staff was always horny anyway, a spontaneous POZ party could be convened. Even the two boys who were not gay were usually always there, for them the main thing was that they could shoot their evil seed into some twitching hole. An hour later, the remaining 17 players of this team were also all present. Everyone was enthusiastic and immediately ready to contribute their part to the success of the "Turkish Conversion" campaign. In the meantime, Cem had given his guest a special bong. He was quite loaded and relaxed in front of him, repeatedly broke the crystals with the lighter to develop into smoke and inhaled it deep into his lungs. The father was the first to be there. He was delighted with the appearance of the guest, which - which was to be expected - was entirely to his liking, as well as the condition of this boy. But he wanted to because it became even more loaded and so he prepared a syringe for injection with T in the shisha kitchen. Excited for the second part, or is it a waste of time?

I need to write a more complete account, but I gave 3 and took 11 loads tonight at Club 541. I hope succeeded in keeping the cum contained on the drive back to my hotel with paper towels and won't have to scrub the seat of the rental car before I return it.

As a person from one of the above mentioned countries I would confirm what you said. Perhaps it’s not the same as it was 100 years ago but there’s a lot of signs. However, the point is perhaps not the label but the things that happen. I have been living for almost 16 years in a country where democracy and rule of law has been building down from step by step. We hardly have free press, right to free assembly is restricted. The government created enemies, among them us, gays. They also tried to destroy the opposition, the civil society. We will have general elections in April but we must worry about not only its fairness. It’s not an isolated phenomena. It’s like a virus: in even more countries the same or similar signs

If you think the first load feels great inside you then you're going to love the second one and be addicted by the third.

Anyone else into being photographed or videoed while you suck or get fucked and they keep the pics/vids? I have always loved it. Way back before digital cameras I would use a Polaroid instant camera to take pics while I sucked cock. I had probably 150 pics but sadly I accidentally left them behind when I moved from PA. Somebody has those pics 😁 Jump forward to digital cameras and cell phones and I began asking guys all the time if I could snap a few pics while I sucked them. They always said yes. I also always take pics while I suck at the gloryhole. My profile pic is me sucking my cousin's cock. He took the pic. My regular feeder for 9.5 years loved it. He used my phone to take dozens of videos and hundreds of pics while I serviced him. Then one day I was sucking off one of his friends and I glanced over to see him recording me with his phone. Then he asked the guy for his phone and took some pics of me sucking his cock. When I switched to my feeders cock the guy used his phone to take more pics of me. That's when I realized I liked the idea of other guys having pics and video of me sucking cock. One day guy I was sucking off a guy that I regularly serviced and I heard a click and glanced up to see he had a digital 35mm camera. He said "Don't worry. I am not getting your face." and I told him to zoom out so he could. He was surprised and asked if I was sure and I confirmed I was, then spent about 10 minutes posing for pics while sucking his cock and balls. He took pics on several other occasions and even set up a little Handycam once and videoed a full suck session. Anyone else?

I think we have a first duty, and that won't be settling down; but reversing those things which are violating our constitution; which is our agreement with each other. When one violates those, that violates our agreement with each other. So first, let's work off the same agreement. If one wants to change that, put forth legislation to do that. Else follow the constitution.

It was a cold and a rainy night alone last night. I was watching group porn and got horny as fuck. So damit got on sniffies. Posted my hole pic as my profile pic. A few minutes later got a few messages and now more horny as fuck! I answered a few with some small talk and a 61 white guy sent a cock pic saying it needs your hole deep. I jump on that message and saw he was just a few minutes away. I said my hole needs that cock. He said come now. I cleaned out fast and put on sweats no undies on no socks and flip-flops with just a ragged t-shirt. Jumped in my car and drove to the location of his icon. Then sat at an entrance to a small shopping mall. I saw a guy walk over to me and he said hi. I asked Jim? He said yea the said park over here as he pointed to a spot. I parked got out and we walked over to a backdoor to a store under construction. I walked in and saw a store under construction and we walked to the backroom. I saw a mattress on the floor with tools and equipment all over. He grabbed my sweats and shoved his hands down my pants and squeezed my ass as he pulled my sweats down. Told me get down on fours so I can see your ass. I took my sweats off and got on all fours as he rimmed my ass for sometime. I just laid with my ass up high as his tongue digging in my hole. He got up dropped his pants and felt something cold on my hole then felt hus cock sliding in. He drove deep pushing me flat holding my neck tight and pounded my ass for some time. He got very verbal calling me a whore and other things. Pounded harder then harder. I heard a doorbell open and close then heard a voice. He pounded harder as he said to him come join. Then I saw a guy in front of me drop his pants and got on his knees to shove his cock in my mouth. They both were moaning. The cock in my mouth got rock hard as I felt my ass getting hammered hard. Then a load moan as he fell on my back. He pulled out and the cock pulled from my mouth as he jumped to my ass to fuck me. He pounded for a few minutes and he blew a load. He got off as I rolled to my back i got up and felt a river sliding down my legg as I grabbed a rag and wiped up. Got dressed and we left.

I'm a Dom too who likes to play rough. With that said, I also like vanilla fun from time to time (especially if the guy is hot). Both people need to clearly lay out what they're looking for and hold each other to those boundaries. There are plenty of men who will play with you how you want. Don't settle for those who won't.

Somewhere out on the internet, I'm sure that there are pic and vids of me being used like the cheap faggot cocksucker/cumdump that I am.

Love rimming a tops ass!

I finished up at work and left early. I went to my classes and then I had my appointment with the health clinic for a follow up. I met with Rob, the same nurse counselor I had the last time. He seemed happy to see me. "So how are you doing?" he asked "Good" I replied "Tell me what you have been up to in your relationships. Still with men and women?" he asked I looked down. "No, just been with men since we last talked" I replied softly "Ok cool. It's fine. No judgement here. Men, women, trans, its all ok. I am gay too if that makes you feel better" he said "Oh I'm not gay, I'm just you know" I said quickly "No I don't know." he said I paused and thought. "I guess yes, I am liking being with men more. At least sexually its been great with men." I replied "How so" asked "I feel more fulfilled, intimate, way more pleasure with a man." I told him "Can you explain in more detail" he asked I told him, first it was the touching by another man. The way I was touched and how good and sensual it felt. As an example just being touched in my inner thigh and how I was so aroused. Being kissed by a man and also being held and in some ways mentored in erotic touching and sex. It was both sensual and erotic I explained. Also being eaten out was amazing. I never knew having my ass eaten out felt so good. "Sounds like you have been introduced and have explore male intimacy. It's fulfilling?" he said and asked "Yes it is. I have never felt orgasms so intense and strong. Especially having my ass played with, eaten and even fucked" I said "You like your ass played with and fucked" he asked "Yes. I also have never orgasmed without touching my cock" I said feeling comfortable "You mean from anal intercourse?" he asked " Yes. The orgasm is so intense" I said "How so" he asked "It starts from deep in my groin area and spreads and just have energy and electricity going thru my body. I have a difficult time just cumming from jacking off", I said I could see his look change at me. I could see some desire in listening to me but keeping it still professional. My cock was hard as he noticed looking down and smiling at me. I could see his hard cock too. "Is there anything else you like about anal sex and dont' like" he asked I paused "I like the feeling of him cumming in me." I said "What do you like about it" he asked I paused for at least 20 seconds to think. "The feeling of that hot spurt in me and being filled. Also I think having his cum in me. I don't know why or explain fully what I am feeling but yes having his cum in me" I said "Has Rick been your only partner" he asked I looked down, "No" I said "How many partners have you had" he asked "I don't know" I said "Oh ok. How many do you think you have had" he asked "Maybe 6 I think. I am not sure." I replied "You don't remember each one? Where you at their place or yours or other" he asked "Rick was one, then one of my Professors and then I went to an ABS" I said "Your Professor? He coerce you?" he asked "No nothing like that at all. I think he knew I found him attractive and he me. He invited me over to swim at his place and we ended up having sexy. It was totally consensual" I replied "That's good to hear. Sometimes its not a fully consensual relationship. There is a power dynamic there that can be unfair." he said "So at the ABS you had multiple partners? Safe sex?" he asked "Yes I think it was four. I think 1 was safe with a condom and 3 were not and 2 may have been HIV positive" I said "Have you been taking your PEP regularly" he asked "Yes, I have." I said a little conflicted "Why do you sound unsure" he asked "I have taken it. I am confused about wanting to continue" I replied "Yes I remember our discussion about having sex with HIV positive men without protection" he replied "What are you confused about still" he asked "Whether I want to keep taking it. Why at the ABS I don't know why but I came without touching myself both by the POZ tops" I said "Did you know they were POZ" he asked "One I did and one I didn't know" I said "How did you feel about that and what was it like and why was it so pleasurable?" he asked "I do not know. One just the way he fucked me it was so intense and primal and I could feel him fully shoot in me. I came without touching myself. After I came, he told me he was POZ and shot in me. He said he could feel my pussy cling to his cock and squeeze it. The other when he told me he was POZ I just started to cum. He also said my pussy was sucking the cum out of him." I said reciting what had happened. I could see him listening with interest and aroused. "I even asked Rick after why. He suggested it was POZ tops fuck more wild than non-POZ in some cases" I said "I also didn't care for the married guys especially the one with the condom. It felt good but nothing like bare cock" I said "It sounds like you like to have men who are HIV positive have anal sex with you. And orgasm and cum in you" he said I paused "I don't know. I do not want to get HIV" I said "Are you sure? Your cock tells me otherwise and so does your actions" he said looking down at my cock All this talk made my cock hard and it was poking thru my shorts and I had a small wet spot on my shorts. "I noticed your cock. It got hard when we talked about male intimacy it got soft when we talked about other men it got soft again but as you talked about having anal sex with you and cumming in you especially POZ men your cock grew" he said looking down. He reached out and put his hand on my thigh. "And that's ok if that is how you feel. There is no judgement here. I have many clients who have faced the same crossroads as you" he said I paused and looked down. "I know I am confused. My body enjoys being fucked by a man and even more HIV men. It seems they push my buttons more and make me feel more pleasure more sensual" I said "I don't know what it is" I said I went on to recap again to him how watching those young me getting fucked by Rick and begging for his POZ cum in them made me both aroused and jealous. I told him how there is something intimate about allowing a man to cum in you and for his seed to be in you. "What do you find arousing about being with an HIV positive man" he asked "The act of the sex is primal. They fuck is better and is more aggressive, sensual and erotic at least the few I have been with. Second I think is the intimacy with another man to have him fuck you bare and cum in you. His cum in my hole. And I this may sound weird but having his HIV cum with his DNA marking me and infecting me. He will always be a part of me. I know this sounds weird but having his baby." I said "Look down" he said My cock was throbbing now pulsing on its own. The wet spot was bigger. "I think it is also a turn on to give myself to a man. Offer me to him. Have him take me. There is something erotic about that. And then the connection of his body to mine. His cum swimming around in my ass trying to impregnate me. Being filled with his seed." I said sighing and then grabbing my hard cock. "What do you mean by getting pregnant?" he asked "Having his POZ cum in me making me infected with his DNA and impregnates me with his DNA. Its like giving myself to my man" I said "I first hated when they called me ass a pussy. But now I used to it. Even like it I think. My ass has become a pussy. Wanting to get fucked and cum in it." I said "Sometimes some gay bottoms get assgasms or pussgasms or some call them sissygasms where they experience intense orgasms from their pussy. And can orgasm multiple times. Have you had that?" he asked "Yes it was incredible" I said "I guess I do like the thought of being a gay bottom whose ass is now a pussy for men to fuck. It brings me so much pleasure" I said looking at him "I can tell" he said his hand now on my hard cock. "What brings you pleasure?" he asked "Giving myself to my man, letting him take me for his pleasure, receiving his seed in my pussy. Its fulfilling, intimate, sensual and makes me feel good, beautiful and sexy." I said "Sounds like you have made a decision kind of" he said "Maybe" I said "Is it any man or a certain man to give yourself to?" he asked "I think for now its Rick. He is the one who introduced me to male intimacy, pleasure and connection." I said "Ok what can I do for you?" he asked I guess I need an HIV test to see that I am negative or POZ. "Are you hoping for one or the other if I may ask. And you do not have to answer I am just curious?" he asked "I hope I am negative. Rick wanted to keep me on PEP and make sure I take it everyday." I replied "Ok lets do the test", he said He conducted the test and said I could wait in the waiting room. I left and went to the waiting room. I used my back pack to hide the wet spot on my crotch. There were a few other students and one teacher in the waiting room. I hope i am negative.

Pretty good shape. Not virginal, but a man could still enjoy the obscenity of stretching you around him, pulling you inside out and leaving you fertilised and gaping.

For anyone who is interested, a google search will produce numerous examples of trump being called out for violating the constitution. i'll quote and link one source below. Without a doubt, trump and his supporters will disagree. Of course, none of "we," left, right or in between get to decide those things, they are being considered in our court system. And, no doubt, there will always be disagreements with court rulings. Where "we" do get a say in how our constitution and laws are interpreted by our government, is at the ballot box. One recent example where the supreme court ruled: "... the Supreme Court ruled on February 20 that many of his tariffs—those that invoked the International Emergency Economic Powers Act (IEEPA)—were unconstitutional." [think before following links] https://factually.co/fact-checks/justice/times-trump-violated-constitution-ce6ac3

I decided to unleash my inner slut btm on Thurs. 9am: socially awkward, hot pilot Blake. Haven’t seen him in months. He apologized for being so busy and proceeded to kiss, cuddle, and Breed me. Apology accepted lol 10am: fwb Craig pumped a load in me. He has a weak pelvic floor issue (not sure what this means) so I’ve been helping him with his bedroom stamina 11:15am: hunky Apple Store matt came over his lunch break. All-American, hot, girthy. Load #3 Hubby gave me a quickie Went to Workmans lunch. Didn’t take any loads (that’s alright for me: penetrative fun > loads). I btmed for at least 5 guys and topped at least 4 others. Bred my latin muscle fwb Mario 3pm Latin cub Andreas stopped by and bred me. We’ve been fucking for years & he knows exactly how I like it. 4:15pm teacher Jesse came by after school and dropped a load 4:45pm Dr. Rob met Jesse after he bred me. Jesse watched Dr. rob clap my cheeks 6pm mark from Astoria came by. He’s a 27yo sweetie pie who loves fucking cummy hole. 730p British neighbor Andrew stopped by and rammed his poz undetectable load into me. Double digit dicks; I needed breaks to push out all the loads. A wonderful Thursday 🤗 Resting my hole for more fun tomrw 😈😈😈

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Rory and the Horn of Plenty The Great Stag gestured with his hand, sat down, and returned fully to his trance. A servant approached with two hugely loaded points, the crystals dissolved in the blue drug. The twins each took a point, and held it to the crowd. “The Great Stag honors the sacrifice with a double slam mixed with his sacred fluid. The crowd roared and whistled. People shouted, “Lucky little fucker,” “Save me a fuck, you gorgeous little muscle pussy.” And then Rory lost track of time and space as he felt the twins register the points, and his world exploded under the force of the biggest, most sexually charged, insane slam of his life. When he came to again, he was lashed by big chains to a pillar, and he was quivering and shaking, in the grip of an anal orgasm. Felix held his legs up, pretzled back to his ears, while Karl was fisting him to the elbow. “Deeper, Daddy Karl, deeper.” Karl looked up and grinned, “Welcome back, baby boy,” shoving his arm in to the armpit and pumping. “Your Masters Dimitri and Conrad are awake,” Felix said, kissing him passionately. Rory looked around and locked eyes with Conrad and he shouted, “Feels so fucking good, Daddy.” Conrad smiled and Rory went back to making out with the twins. A few minutes later a wiry Latino appeared with a shimmering silver tray with a huge bottle of the blue drug. The Latino bowed to Karl and Felix and the looked at Rory. “Lord Wolf commands you drink this and saying armpit deep isn’t gold enough. You are to take both twins big shoulder in your pussyhole or he will punish you severely,” he hot Latino said solemnly. Then he paused, “And after you’ve taken some shoulder fucking for about 1/2 hour the Great Stag asks if you are ready for your destruction.” Rory nodded enthusiastically. The Latino handed the tray and bottle to an attended and said, “Allow me to prep you.” He reached up and swiftly pulled both needles out of Rory’s left tit. He then reached over an licked and suckled on them biting and chewing, Rory screamed then moaned loudly. When the Latino’s mouth came up, Rory’s pierced tit was healed. He then walked around to the right said and did the same thing. This time though, he balled up his wiry fist and drove into Rory’s ass, already stuffed full with one of the twins shoulders, he then said quietly “Orgasm.” Rory immediately started moaning, as he experienced a massive full anal orgasm. The Latino, his face dark with sexual energy, started punching Rory repeatedly, stretching him beyond belief as the twins massive shoulder stayed in place,, softly saying orgasm over and over and over again. Rory went wild, experiencing wave after wave of anal orgasms. The Latino kept this up for nearly five minutes, the orgasms causing the twinks shoulder to sink deeper and deeper into the boy. He stopped, removed his fist, and leaned in to kiss Rory. “You were told you would acquire miraculous sexual abilities,” he said quietly, “I just showed you two of mine.” He then said, “I will find you later when I am off duty and show you how just how good my skills as a fisting switch are, beautiful pig,” the Latino said, “Now drink up and let Lord Stag destroy you.” Tapping the stag tattoo in the middle of his chest, “Believe me, it’s fucking worth it.” He patiently fed Rory the blue liquid and then kissed him and walked away. After the two brothers pounded him shoulder deep for about 20 minutes, a group of the Stags courtiers parted the crowd as the Great Stag, preceded by the 24 inches of the Horn Of Plenty approached. On the current Stag, the horn matched his shiny pitch black skin. The enormous folds of skin around it’s literally tree trunk thickness dripped with the constant stream of piss, precum, and cum that flowed from the enormous hole in the cockhead. The piss hole was so big a huge muscle slave, his asshole hanging loose and red between his legs, had his tongue stuck to the root in the hole, pleasureimg the ancient sex god, and still the fluid dripped. When the unreal entourage reached the area where the German muscle pigs were still fisting Rory like crazy, the Stag raised an enormous bullwhip and struck down, missing all of his attendants and his own cock, and landed a slicedown the muscle servants back and into the crack of his ass. The slave screamed in ecstacy, and his huge cock—covered in wax and whip marks, erupted and he fell to the side, his semen lightly tinged with blue from the enormous amount of the drug he’d consumed. The stag said, “I want to fuck this offering.” The twins withdrew from their assault on Rory’s hole and bowed low. “We have done our best to open him, my lord,” Felix said, reverently, “We have taken a liking to the pig, so we beg you not to destroy him with your rod.” The Great Stag laughed, “He will be destroyed, as you know, but he will be remade as a creature of the Gods.” At that moment it was like the assembled orgy just stopped. The Stag spoke gently to Rory. “Boy, as I enter you, you will feel my need to obliterate you. You must not resist. You must instead willingly offer yourself and your hole for destruction.” Rory started shaking, “My lord, I must ask for death! How is that so?” The Stag smiled gently, “The Horn of Plenty is a tool of both the Dark Lord and the God of Revelry. If you resist, only the Dark Lord will consent to your rape. You will take the cock in pain and suffering. And your fate will be to be a lost temple slut, like this unfortunate here.” With a flick of his whip the Stag pointed out the muscle pig, caught mid-spurt from his cock, his face a rictus of pleasure so profound it was agony. “If you welcome the destruction the cock offers, then the Dark Lord must share the pleasure of your boy pussy with Our Lord Bacchus. And they will make you into a creature of dark and light. Your taste in the most extreme forms of sexual torture will increase, but so will your love of light, life, and the pursuits of pleasure. It is a much more desirable way to live.” Rory looked at the Great Stag and grinned, “And I suppose even if I wanted to back out now, you would never allow it?” The Stag laughed, “You Scots are so cheeky. You would never back down from a sexual undertaking like this. You were born a pig. Let me make you an even sluttier one.” Rory smiled “Fuck me, sir, use me, destroy my hole, remake me.” At that moment time restarted. The Stag wordlessly held out his hand and an attendant gave him a point, filled with a .75 slam. Speaking in his booming voice, he shouted, “This offering pleases me as few have, therefore I honor him with a third blood slam before the Horn remakes him. This slam will be of Lord Covras blood, my human blood, my tainted diseased blood. He will carry the sexual power of a 1,000 depraved, piggy men. Any man he chooses to allow to torture him, to fist him, to use him, to fuck him, will experience sexual satisfaction beyond compare.” At that he expertly filled the syringe with his blood. Rory saw it was not blue, like the others, but red, although it had blue sparkles like crystals of Tina themselves. Felix and Hans kept his legs back, and an attendant moved forward and before Rory could register what was happening, quickly and cleanly soaked Rory in the vein running up his cock. Rory screamed in ecstacy as a massive wave of pain and agony and pleasure rocketed through his body. The Stag moved with grace of a predator, handling his own massive cock like an expert, and entered Rory hard. Now Rory was aware, aware of his body’s most secret entrance being torn,he felt flesh rip, and he started to fight. But as he did, the Dark Lord whispered, “Yesssss, pretty ginger pussy, let us rape you, make your solely ours.” Rory grinned, “I welcome your destruction Dark Lord, I will honor you with a lifetime of sexual suffering and pain. But…” He hard the Dark Lord hiss, “No!” Rory went on, ignoring the Dark One plea, “I also welcome you, God Pleasure and Lord of Revelry. Share the infinite sweetness of the destruction of my pussy, make me also your creature!” At that moment, Rory screamed, as every bone and ligament in his pelvis opened wide, to the assembled crowd it looked like his asshole opened like the jaws of a snake opened to swallow a mouse, unnaturally wide, as his pussy grew large enough to swallow the big log of cock. The he Stag shouted in triumph and pleasure as the entire length of his massive horn sank into the pulsing, fiery warmth of a very very tweaked out muscle pussy. Rory continued screaming, as he felt the humongous shaft be slowly absorbed by his boypuss. He felt like his insides were a battle, his colon was stretched so, so wide, and it always felt like it was on the verge of ripping him in two, then he would feel a pleasure 1000 times greater than he did when he was deep fisted. He could feel the destruction of his body, the one he had asked for, as the Dark Lord destroyed and Bacchus remained. It was the best fuck of his life. Since his fist fuck—at the age of 16 he’d seduced the 20-year-old giant oaf of a Pole who worked on a neighbors farm—Rory knew he was a nasty pig. He loved Vladimir’s huge, ugly cock. He loved the way Vlad called him names as he pounded Rory’s already muscular little ass. The way he would uses his big fat fingers to rough fuck Rory’s sloppy hole after dropping at least two big loads, Rory whining nd groaning with pleasure and need across the big hairy muscles of the farmhands wide chest. One afternoon—they always snuck around in the late afternoon, when the farmhands chores were done and nobody would be out at the old, far barn—Vlad was fingerfucking Rory pretty hard, his big digits slick from the four loads he’d dropped plus the lard they used as lube, and he slipped a fourth finger in. Rory whined and pushed back, knowing he wanted more. Vlad laughed and pushed his cock deeper in Rory’s already wide stretched mouth. “You are like a Berlin sex pig. That’s where you belong.” And so it was that little Rory, the minute he turned 18, took all the money he’d been secretly saving from blowing strangers every time he went to town, and bought bus and ferry tickets and slowly worked his way across the channel and to Berlin. In Europe, he learned how to find cursing spots and how convince men to give him money, so he could slowly whore his way to the city of his dreams. At that moment, Rory came back into his body. He knew what Bacchus had been doing, both distracting him and getting at the root of his pleasure. He was screaming in a mixture of pain nd pleasure as the giant cock fucked him. The Stag was not be gentle, pulling out and slamming in. With each slam he could feel his colon stretching wide,a feeling he loved, and just when he would feel like he was being ripped open, Bacchus would step in an feed him with pleasure. He was amazing his torso was in in one piece, because the cock never shrank but somehow fit inside. The Great Stag leaned in, and slapped to bring Rory back from his high for just a moment. “You’re bigger on the inside.” Rory laughed—he couldn’t believe the man had made a Dr Who joke in the middle of such nasty sex—them started shouting with pain/pleasure as the Stag changed angles and assaulted yet another set of organs through the impossibly, supernaturally, stretched walls of Rory’s insides. Rory was so high. He’d been slammed so many times, he’d lost count. Except for those few moments of clarity that Stag and forced on him, including the weird joke, he was possessed by no thoughts other than the consistent, rhythmic stretching of is hole. Rory was a hungry butt pig—always had been—but being stretched by this literal tree trunk of a cock had given him new feelings of fullness, of lust, of pain, and of overwhelming pleasure. He lost all sense of time, just feeling like his body was conquered and sucked out of him, time after time, fuck in—destroy—fucked out—the destroyed bits of him pulled out along with increasing bits of his insides. After about an hour of pounding Rory began to come down. He became aware that the Stag was now punch fucking him, and every time the massive cock entered him, he felt the quick snap as every muscle in his pelvis opened unnaturally wide. And so he began to grunt as the big cock entered him. The Stag smiled at him, his facing seeming far away,and said, “I am going to come.” The Stag began fucking wildly, making Rory scream with every thrust. Suddenly, he felt it, the hot liquid of the charged sperm shooting like a geyser in his guts. It literally felt like the force of a firehose deep in his hole, gushing, burning like a dose of Tina, but without the scratchiness of the crystals. Suddenly, he noticed his entire body glowed blue for a few seconds, and as it did, all of his bruises and marks disappeared. As he was aware of these things on one level, most of his awareness was taken up by the most massive anal orgasm of his life. Rory was a major butt cummer, and cruel men knew that it was relatively easy to trigger his boy pussy and torture him with a long, continuous, merciless string of rolling, so-pleasurable-they-become-painful, debilitating, anal orgasms. The little Latino chems master had an easy target when he’d made this buttboy orgasm with his supernatural gift. This was like that experience times one thousand. Rory started screaming, his entire body convulsing, anal passages locking down hard on the giant supernatural cock. This triggered a second massive ejaculation for The Stag, as the boys velvet, steaming hole massaged its great length. The Stag was shouting with the gusto of a conqueror, knowing he’d owned yet another hole. Rory was in more agony than ecstasy, feeling every muscle and joint of his taught, fat-free pelvis and torso snap open as The Horn of Plenty took him. Now, in a final moment of submission, Rory let go, gave up himself, made his soul the offering The Stag had said the rites demanded. All resistance faded, he could feel dark forces, pure evil lapping at the edges. The blood in his veins, visible through his translucent, pale skin, somehow shone dark, with a malignant light. And as Rory felt his soul and body drift, close to death, the blue dionysisian energies swept in, gathered him up, and he was back in his body. The pain turned to pure ecstasy, as he continued to roll, quiver and shake. This lasted a full five minutes of objective time, a massively long orgasm, a supernatural sexual miracle. But for Rory, it felt like a lifetime.

Adam had just turned eighteen a few days before, but he knew he looked younger and that might be a problem. He pushed his long blond bangs out of his eyes and looked across the street at the door and the neon sign above it. The Edge’s sign flashed blue at a regular pace. He’d wanted to come to the bathhouse since he first learned of it when he was sixteen. Now he was legal and he wanted to go in, but was kind of scared of what actually went on inside. He seen all sorts of men go in during the fifteen minutes he had watched the door. He took a deep breath and walked across the street. Adam opened the door and was confronted by a heavy set man behind a security window. “One please,” he asked nervously handing the man a twenty. “ID kid,” the man asked looking hard at Adam. Adam handed him his driver’s license and waited. “Shit kid, you look sixteen if a day. You’re gonna be really popular tonight,” he chuckled handing Adam a towel, and a lock with a key on a wrist band. “No clothes allowed kid, only towels, ‘k?” "Sure,” Adam said beginning to get second thoughts about walking around with only a towel on for several hours. Before the man behind the glass buzzed Adam into the bathhouse another man entered. He was a good six foot tall, and a rock solid 285 lbs. His dark brown curly hair was cut short. The beginnings of a five o’clock shadow made him seem even more masculine that he already was. A hefty budge in his jeans only added to this image. Adam could feel himself start to get hard, as he stared at the man in awe. This was a man’s man without a doubt. Adam felt his six inches start to ooze pre-cum. “Dean you old dog, how the hell have you been? Long time no see.” “Not bad Jack, business has had me doing a lot of traveling the last few months putting out fires for the company. I’ve finally got some time off and looking to release some tension if you know what I mean.” He chuckled as he grabbed his crotch. “You want a room like usual?” “Sure, which one do you have available?” “How about 18?” the man grinned as he nodded towards Adam? “Lucky 18, always good for some fun,” he said looking at Adam. “Pig sling room booked yet tonight?” “Nah, want it?” “Yeah, let me have it too. I think I’ll have something to fill it before the night is over,” Dean said with a smirk. Jack buzzed the two men into the bath house. He was glad the bath had video cameras hidden all over the place. He was looking forward to seeing Dean pound the hell out of the hot looking eighteen year old twink. Jack knew the boy was in for the ride of his life tonight and when the twink left he would be a changed man in more ways than one. Adam didn’t know what to expect when he walked through the steel door into the bathhouse. The long hall way was dark with a dim light at the far end. He felt the large man come up next to him. “First time here?” Dean asked, already knowing the answer. “Yeah, I just turned eighteen a few days ago and wanted to see what it was like,” Adam said shyly. “Well, welcome to The Edge. I’m Dean,” he said extending his hand to the young twink he was looking forward to breeding. “Adam,” said the boy taking the man’s hand. “Don’t worry guy, I’ll be happy to show you around here. I know it can be a little intimidating the first few times, but once you’re used to it can be a lot of fun. Here let me walk you to your locker and you can put your stuff away and get changed,” Dean said being friendly. “It’s just like a gym locker room at school. Afterwards I’ll meet you back here in a few and we can walk around together. I have a room, so if you feel like the whole thing is a little much we can go back there until you’re ready to explore some more.” Dean walked off leaving Adam to change and put all his clothes in his locker. This felt a whole lot different to Adam, than changing in the locker room at school. There everyone generally tried to avoid looking at everyone’s junk, but here all the men were actively trying to make sure everyone saw it or were busy looking at other guys’ cocks and asses. Most of the men in and around the locker room and sauna were either hard or semi-hard. Adam was surprised there were so many different types of men here. Some were heavy-set and hairy, others almost skeleton thin, still others were built gym-rats. Surprisingly there as a fairly large amount of the men there were much older men, but many though were just average looking middle aged men. Adam was in the minority in that there seemed to be few young twinks and most of them seemed more interested servicing the older men rather than someone like him. There was a pretty good mixture of Afro-American, white and Hispanic men. Some of the much older men would wrap their towels around them tightly so you see their dicks like hard mounds under their towels. Others in better shape just threw their towels over their shoulders, so you could see their dicks pointing straight out or swinging like thick pieces of sausages between their legs. The men grinned and smiled at Adam as he took all his clothes off. More than once did the young twink catch some of the men stroking their dicks as they looked and his dick and ass. He felt like a piece of meat a pack of starving dogs was preparing to devour. Adam tried to wrap his towel completely around him but it was too small to stay wrapped completely closed. He was forced to hold the ends together with one hand. In the other hand he had a small baggie with rubbers in it. The most sexually Adam had managed to do in high school so far was jack off with a couple friends when they had been drunk after a few parties. Adam came close once to sucking off a band member during a football game in the fall under the bleachers, but in the end they both chickened out for fear of getting caught. The incident had left him hot and bothered for days and weeks afterwards. They would pass one another in the hallways, but were afraid to do anything. Adam didn’t want to graduate from high school in June still a virgin. Sure, this wasn’t the most romantic place to do it, but here were men, not boys, who would make sure he learned something about sex. He didn’t want to look foolish in bed with the first guy he slept with at college. So here he was, willing to lose his virginity here and hopefully would get to fuck a guy as well. That way he would 'know his way around a man in bed' so to speak. If he was lucky Dean, who was the hottest guy there, would be willing to do him. Dean returned a few minutes later dressed only in a towel and carrying a small bottle in his hand along with a pack of cigarettes. He was fully hard at the thought of breeding Adams tight eighteen year old ass. He figured the boy may have been fucked by some of his school mates, but never had a man up there yet. He wanted to make sure he changed that for Adam and be the first charged load of many before the night was over up his tight little twink neg ass. Dean knew the boy was a bit tense, but once he got the 1st hit of Tina in Adam that would all change. He hoped he might even be able to slam the boy making him a total slut begging for dick, and then put him in the pig sling room to make sure the boy left here pozzed up after being gangbanged all night. He loved stealthing young twinks where ever he went. He’d been stealthed at sixteen by someone else and figured it was only fair to share the gift with as many men as possible. Since he was constantly moving and taking trips for his job, Dean was able spread his gift world-wide to as many men as he could. Dean thought Adam looked so pure and angelic with his longish light blond hair, smooth pale skin and cute perky coral colored dime-sized nipples. He stood at about 5’6”, and 120 lbs. with bright blue eyes and Dean guessed he had a six inch average sized cock, uncut as Dean would discover. Though he didn’t play any sports, Adam stayed toned by skateboarding, which made him very desirable in the bathhouse as a fuck toy to be used and bred. “Let me give you a tour and then we can chill on patio for a bit,” Dean said admiring the sexy eighteen year old who would soon be getting his gift. Dean walked Adam around the bathhouse showing him the TV room, exercise machines, video room, glory holes, maze, showers and steam room. He could tell the men were jealous of him walking around with this hot twink. But in the end they would thank him when all of them had the chance to slide in the boy’s hot lil’ cunt and breed him. Otherwise only one man would be lucky enough to tap it and judging from the boy carrying a bag of rubbers would have to fuck him covered. Adam and Dean walked out on the dark patio and found a table in the back behind some tall ferns where they couldn’t be seen too well by others. Adam found Dean easy to talk to and soon found himself talking about the first hand job with his best friend. He later joined various other friends in beating off to porn videos and magazines. His best friend thinking it was too gay made them stop jerking off together and made a big effort in publicly getting a blow job from a well-known slut of a cheerleader. Going online and reading stories and watching videos was all in the end Adam had left to relive his needs. Finally now that he was eighteen he wanted to lose his cherry to an older more experienced man. Dean smiled to himself; this was going to be even more fun that he thought. He was going to get to take the twink’s cherry and poz him all at the same time. Dean realized Adam was interested in him because the teen kept adjusting his hard-on under the skimpy towel Jack had purposely given the teen. Soon once the eighteen year old was fucked up; Dean would have him walking around with the towel wrapped around his neck and not his waist. He wanted all the men in the bathhouse to see what they were going to get a chance to load up with their loads after he was finished with Adam. Dean decided it finally time to get the ball rolling and prepare to pop this cherry. He opened out the cigarette pack and pulled out a “T” laced joint and lit up taking a big inhale, before passing it to Adam. Adam didn’t normally smoke pot that often. He preferred to stay straight, so he could stay in control and focused on school. He wanted to get into NYU film school the next year after graduating and knew grades were important. Adam didn’t want to seem uncool in front of this hot stud of a man. He knew this man would be gentle with him if they had sex. He trusted Dean and knew the man would treat him right in bed. Plus he thought the weed would help him feel more relaxed when he got fucked for the first time. Dean at first thought he’d have to do some fast talking to get Adam to smoke the “T” laced joint as he watched the inner turmoil inside him, but the teen soon was smoking away. Dean took a couple more big hits and had Adam finish the rest of the large joint. He could see both the pot and “T” were starting to really work on the unsuspecting eighteen year old. Before Adam finished smoking the joint Dean took the roach from him. He took the last hit from him and leaned in to shotgun the last hit to Adam. With little effort he was soon kissing Adam passionately making the twink even hornier than before from smoking the joint. “Hey Adam, let’s go hang out in my room for a bit. We can watch a video while we relax,” Dean stood up and helped Adam stand up. He grabbed him and kissed the blond twink hard again causing the twink to drop his towel. Dean stroked the six inch dick causing Adam to moan into him. He grabbed the brown bottle and his pack of cigarettes taking Adam’s hand leading him to the room where he’d lose his cherry and take his first poz load. Adam pulled away from Dean heading back to the table. At first, Dean thought it was to grab the bag of rubbers, but Adam grabbed his dropped towel. To make sure Adam didn’t notice the rubbers, Dean wet his middle finger with spit and slid it home in Adam’s virgin cunt. He aimed for the eighteen year old's prostate, which, of course, caused Adam to gasp in pleasure. The “T” laced joint was already beginning to do its work and make Adam horny for cock. Dean worked Adam’s ass for a few minutes before pulling him to a standing position kissing him hard. He continued working the teen’s boy cunt as he kissed him deeply. Finally Dean pulled away smiling at now lust filled Adam. “Ready to go to my room?” he grinned, asking the latest in a long string of victims. “Hell yeah!” Adam panted excitedly. He had never been so horny after smoking a joint. Dean’s fingering felt even better than his own fingers. He desperately needed to feel this man inside him. He hoped Dean would be gentle since was so he was so large and Adam was still a virgin. He knew it would hurt at first but would feel better soon afterwards. Or at least that’s what all the stories on Nifty said. Dean made Adam wear his towel around his neck as they walked to his room. He wanted to do a little advertising for Adam’s later gangbang. He wanted Adam to walk out in the morning with his eighteen year old pussy dripping poz cum from being well fucked by as many men as possible. Dean played with Adam’s ass as they walked pass various men looking or having sex throughout the bathhouse on the way to his room. The poor twink was moaning like a slut and trying to force more of Dean’s fingers into his teen cunt even before they got to the room. Fortunately the walk to Dean's room was only a few seconds, and upon arrival, Adam was hornier than he had ever been in his life. He couldn’t believe how much he wanted this man to fuck him and take his cherry. Dean maneuvered the eighteen year old boy to the bed and finally pulled his fingers from Adam’s hole. He stood over the panting lust filled eighteen year old boy. Dean knew the boy was ready for the next step in stripping away his innocence. Dean finally pulled off his towel exposing to Adam for the first time his red bull can thick cut eight inch fuck stick. The huge mushroom head with its large gold hoop piercing was nearly twice as wide as the cock was thick. Adam had never seen a cock that big or dangerous looking. He had no doubt when Dean finished with him Adam would know what it meant to be fucked. He knew he should be afraid of the dick, but there was an itch building deep inside his hole to feel Dean shoving it in him. It was like he was totally losing his inhibitions. Sure Adam knew some of his inhibitions were lowered by the weed, but this was different. It was like they weren’t even there anymore. Adam needed sex and needed it bad. Dean grabbed one of his famous “T” laced bottles of warming lube; it was time to prime Adam for his first breeding. end of part 1

really nice lube, you really feel the liquid inside you

Okay guys, this might be a bit controversial, but here we go... Let me start by pointing out the obvious difference between theory and practice: homosexual acts have been illegal for centuries but still there was lots of gay sex. The same is true for the age of consent: boys will have sex as soon as they feel they're ready, no matter what is stated in the law. Scientist have found that sexual orientation is determined between the age of six and ten, after that the corresponding brain areas don't change anymore. You can easily find out which of the boys are gay by monitoring their brain activity with EEG while you show them pictures of naked men and women. While half a century ago boys didn't hit puberty before the age of fourteen or fifteen minimum, nowadays they seem to be younger and younger, some having their first ejaculations around the age of ten or eleven. A lot of those boys have sex, most of them ill-prepared, because their parents think their 'lil sunshine' is still way to young for 'the talk'. This can lead to all kinds of repercussions, among which infection with HIV or other STIs. Gilead's Truvada is FDA-approved for HIV PrEP in persons who weigh at least 77 pounds (at least 35 kg), which is the average weight of a ten- or eleven-year-old boy. So here's what I'd do: test all boys at age ten, find out who's gay, put all gay boys on free PrEP, give them gay sex ed telling them all they need to know about basic techniques (kissing, wanking, sucking, fucking, rimming, felching etc.), show them how to clean out their asses and then let them decide for themselves at what age and with whom they want to have sex. If they want to wait till they're adults, then that's fine. But if they don't want to wait, at least they'll make informed decisions, know what they're doing and not run the risk of catching anything... But since I had my own cherry popped at the age of ten, I'm probably not altogether free from bias...

Hi! European here. Let‘s not call it fascism but populism from the far right. AfD in Germany, FPÖ in Austria, Italy, Orban and -sorry to say- Trump. and many other examples. What they have in common: they divide society and afterwards we see the corruption and nepotism. May the downvoting start…😱

Literally left my job in the middle of my shift at like 10pm last night because one of my favorite BBC Bulls wanted some ass, got to his apartment and he answered the door naked so I sucked him off in the doorway, then we fucked all over his place all night, he dumped 6 loads in my ass and 3 down my throat.

Dan is getting all that good advice but we all know there's only one reason he is taking his meds - because his man told him to - and we all know why Rick is telling hm to. It is just a beautiful slow-burn and I'm here for it all the way!

Enjoy it is my only advice. Being a sub is more of a headspace than a physical thing. You've got to enjoy it and want it because your sole purpose is to be used when you're a sub. The pleasure comes from the service. My first time giving myself over to a Dom still lives rent free in my mind decades later. There was no going back after that.

I think I did something crazy. There aren't many tops on Grinder in my city. A transsexual prostitute friend of mine gave me an idea – she said that only 10 percent of her clients are Grinder users, so she suggested that if I wanted to have some fun, I should create a profile on an escort portal. I thought it was an interesting idea, but I wanted to prepare for it (I'm not transsexual, not even a femboy, but I am a bottom bitch and I enjoy crossdressing sometimes). So I ordered some new sexy clothes, wigs, and nails. I went to the tanning salon a few times, shaved my entire body, rented an Airbnb apartment in the city center for the weekend, and posted an ad. A friend of mine came to help me do my makeup. I wasn't concerned about the money at all, so I quoted a price three times lower than the market price. I didn't think I'd be able to hook up like that, so I had two of my regular tops on standby just in case. What happened exceeded my imagination. Below, I'll list the men I met. (Of course, there were tons of calls and messages from people trying to scam me for photos and videos.) The first client was a black man around 30 with a 17cm penis. He agreed to stay for 30 minutes, wanted me to greet him on my knees, suck him , and then lie down on the couch. He then fucked me and cum, but he used a condom. Next up was a muscular white man, about 50 years old, also with a 17-cm cock, but very thick. He also wanted me to suck him off, and then he wanted to take my thong aside and fuck me without a condom. He did so, moaning loudly as I walked him to the door, warm seed leaking down my pantyhose. The next one was a very handsome man, tall, white, and brunette, with a large, though not particularly thick, penis. He said he was interested in meeting for two hours because he loves edging. He asked me how I wanted the meeting to go, step by step, and that's what we did. He sat on the couch in his clothes, then I sat on his lap and we began kissing passionately. I moved my ass against his penis, and he held my ass under my skirt. Later, I went downstairs and started sucking him, deep and wet. Every now and then, he kissed me and spit in my mouth. Then he told me to bend over, pulled up my skirt, took my thong aside, and started licking my ass. Then he entered me and fucked me in every position without a condom. when he started to come he pulled out his penis and squirted first on the hole and then put it back in and finished in the ass.Finally he licked my hole clean of cum and put it in my mouth. I was incredibly excited. After that, I noticed I had a lot of missed messages. A 19-year-old Moroccan guy contacted me. He really wanted to fuck me, so we arranged an hour. I'll cut this short: he had a huge, thick cock, and, unbelievably for his age, he fucked like a pro. He licked my asshole, fucked me, and I sucked him off. We kissed in every position until he ejaculated in my mouth. It was definitely the best sex I've had this year and one of the best in my life. But it didn't end there. This guy asked me if I wanted to have more fun with him. He suggested he go out and grab some coke, weed, and Viagra, and then come back to my place, alone or with his friend, and we'd party all night. I was super keen, so I didn't take any money from him and hoped he'd come back. He came back with his friend, also a young black guy, and we drank and fucked until the morning. Below I am posting a compilation of photos from my ad

Been chatting with a sexy 9"uc 27yo top by my work, but the timing had never worked out. Was off last Friday and our schedules finally lined up. He had an hour before leaving for a party. I went to his, put on my pup hood, and climbed onto his bed to present my ass. He was sweet and gentle while being dominant and powerful, taking control in a way that clicked with me. After slowly pressing in, loosening me up (it was thick, too), flipping me around, he blew his load as deep in me as possible while pounding my second hole. He had to split, but slid back in my loaded, wrecked ass as we got dressed and said farewell. Horny texts over the next few days reinforced the chemistry. He wanted me again as his pup pussy boy. Hot. I'm a switch (historically top and Dom more myself) and rarely find Doms that appeal to me, so this was fantastic. Early the next week he invites me over late at night after his friends leave. I come over again in the same fashion, this time expecting to stay the night, so I have more of a complete sexy athletic/gym pup outfit and a few toys. He jumps right into Dom mode. Inspecting and instructing me around, feeding me poppers and pounding out my hole for over an hour, putting two loads in me. At his request, I retrieve a gapekeeper 65 plug from my bag. He orders me to present my ass and he pushes in the lubed plug with minimal resistance. Time for bed and aftercare cuddles out of pup mode. In the morning, we both wake with the sun around the same time. He starts actively spooning me again and playing with the plug, which had been in me for over 6 hours. I grab my hood from the bedside and slide it on. This earns a "good boy" and he starts pulling out the plug. I pause him. Quick trot to the bathroom to remove it and check myself, cummy but pristine, before returning my warm, wet ass to bed. He immediately digs in with his fingers, feeling his now loose handiwork. Without much ceremony, he puts the poppers under my nose as he lubes his cock with my ass juices. I take and release a big hit as he firmly enters me. A slow beat while he bottoms out as I whimper beneath him. Once he has me where he wants me, the pounding began, smashing my sloppy cunt without mercy. I was in heaven. Completely cunted cum pup pussy boy. He blasts a third load in me as we both collapse, trying to catch our breaths. It's time for both of us to go, so we dress. His loads safely in my guts, we walk to get coffee before starting our days. By that night he was already hungry texting, so more to cum, for sure!

My ass felt so silky

Part 16: The Bathhouse Ledger and the Final Score III You hear the door click shut, cutting off the sounds from the hallway. The frantic energy in the room dissipates, replaced by a quiet, sacred intimacy. They unstrap you, their hands gentle and sure. Mark lifts you out of the sling, his strong arms supporting you as your legs tremble, refusing to hold your weight. They remove the blindfold. The room looks like a disaster zone, the floor beneath the slick leather a huge, glistening pool of cum. They lay you down on a soft mat on the floor, the contrast immediate and overwhelming. Mark is kissing you, his tongue exploring your mouth, a deep, claiming kiss that tastes of pride and possession. Stefan is between your legs, his fingers massaging your open, swollen hole. He scoops up a handful of the leaking cum, a warm, slick cocktail of seed from a dozen strangers. A toxic brew of high-VL strains and resistant bugs. He brings his fingers to your lips. "Taste it," he commands, his voice a low growl. "Taste the sick seed we and everyone else dumped in your willing hole." You open your mouth, and he feeds it to you, his fingers coated in the filth. You taste the salt, the bitterness, the most beautiful taste in the world. Then Mark leans down and kisses you again, a deep, filthy cumkiss, sharing the taste of your own debasement. Then Stefan is back between your legs, pushing more fingers into your hole. Three, four, up to his knuckles. Your hole, already wrecked and overflowing, offers no resistance. He goes in further. With a slight, insistent push, his entire hand slides inside. You've never been fisted before. It feels wonderful. His hand is opening and closing rhythmically, a living thing inside you, stimulating your prostate to the max. He's slowly punching deeper, his knuckles a firm, constant pressure against your most sensitive spot. All the while, Mark is kissing you deeply, his hands roaming your body—caressing your chest fur, the hair on your stomach, following your treasure trail down to the cold metal of the chastity cage. He rolls your nipple between his fingers, sending jolts of pleasure straight to your core. Stefan is working deeper, and then he does something that steals your breath. He pulls his closed fist out. The sensation is a shocking void, your entire body clenching around the emptiness. But as quick as he pulled out, he's pushing in again. He repeats it, a slow, deliberate rhythm. He's punchfucking you. The sensation is indescribable. He pushes deeper, and with a final, gut-wrenching pull, your insides turn inside out. Your prolapsed gut blossoms into a perfect, glistening rosebud. The shock is electric, a mix of violation and a terrible, thrilling excitement as the cool air strikes your inner walls, now exposed to the world. "Here's something for you!" Stefan grunts to Mark. Mark moves down there, his face disappearing between your legs. You feel his tongue, hot and wet, lapping at your rosebud. He's caressing every single wrinkle with his tongue, cherishing all the toxic juices that cling to it, buried in the tiny crevices… lapping at the cocktail of anonymous loads. Your rosebud starts to contract, to pulse, and it feels as if his entire face is being pulled inside you. The pressure is too much. You're cumming, your first true anal orgasm ever. A wave of pure, overwhelming pleasure crashes over you, and cum leaks from the slits of your cock cage in a steady, pathetic stream. Mark licks up every drop, then moves up to share your final neg load with Stefan and you in a three-way, salty kiss. It's not the frantic breeding of strangers; it's a slow, intimate possession. They kiss you, touch you, murmur words of praise against your skin. "You're doing so good," Mark whispers. " So fucking beautiful like this."

Met a guy on BBRTS. Turns out he was a former client of mine (face was hidden). He’d read my profile, so knew I was chasing. Told me “I haven’t been on prep for years. I don’t know my status”. Yeah, my hole twitched. He came over. Hot retired fireman. He’s fucking me really well. Says to me “You sure you have no problem taking a poz load?” I said yeah. “Alright then, here it is!” And blew one of the biggest loads of my life in me. Could instantly feel how wet and full I was. He pulls out and some leaks out. It wasn’t till the next morning i was standing in the bathroom and suddenly had cum running down my leg. Fuck, I want this guy again!

So sorry to hear this. I don’t have anything to contribute here but I’m sending up love and light for your healthy recovery

He will succeed in tariffs, they will essentially be un-impacted by the SCOTUS decision, which in many ways was the correct decision, but for completely different reasons besides tariffs.

TLDR: Yes, I love sucking off terrible men. There’s something hot about sucking a man’s cock when he’s a cocky douchebag and total asshole. I’m visibly queer, and even though I’m not all that flamboyant, I still sound like kind of a faggot to the point where guys could probably guess/assume my sexuality (faggot isn’t meant to be derogatory- this is cool with me and kind of turns me on). At work, I have to interact with a lot of blue collar contractors/maintenance guys. Many of them tease me, talk down to me and call me “bud,” even though I’m in a high position and more administrative/white collar (not necessarily supervising them directly, but I have to pass along requests/orders). It’s hard to explain, but I resent them for being total dicks and not respecting my position, while at the same time they make me so fucking horny, and my holes are hungry for these men. I fantasize about them quite a bit, and I’ve gotten lucky quite a few times too. There was one instance where I ended up sucking the maintenance man’s cock, and this is a guy that had been a total dick to me for a while. He’s such an ass, always teasing me with the guys at the work site and saying “sure, ok bud” whenever I tell him he needs to do something. I don’t talk back though— I just kind of take his insults along with the other men’s comments like a bitch. I think it’s because I find them so masculine and hot. When I began to unzip his pants he laughed and said, “damn bud, I knew you were a flamer. Suck this dick.” I love it when men are verbally abusive and mean to me when I’m sucking dick and getting fucked. While I was sucking this man’s dick, he was very dominant, telling me when to lick, when to throat, and when to suck his balls. He called me a faggot and a bitch multiple times as well before eventually cumming in my throat. To this day still I have plenty of regular fuck buddies who are assholes and treat me like a piece of meat, but I love being used and I’ll still suck their dicks and do what I’m told. I love being a man’s faggot. I’ll suck off men who are repugnant and not at all conventionally attractive— both anonymous encounters and regular hookups. I’ll never stop being a submissive cock whore.

I remember once in a Caribbean Island I was contacted by a senior doctor of infectious disease somewhere from the US with Craiglist... He fucked me bare and it was great. I don't know if he was Poz or not but it felt absolutely great... Later, a couple of years, I met up with a Norwegian doctor and he too, fucked me bare and loaded me up. Me not knowing if he was Poz or not. Until today I am still negative... But I love to hook up with medical gay professionals....

Jason’s thumb swiped absently across the screen of his phone, the glow of the hookup app casting a faint blue light on his face. It was a Friday night, and the apartment was quiet, too quiet for his liking. Jimmy, his roommate, was out—something about a late shift at the bar—leaving Jason to his own devices. He scrolled through profiles, his eyes glazing over the usual array of gym selfies and vague bios. Then, a face caught his attention. Dan. Early 30s, clean-cut, with a smile that hinted at something wilder beneath the surface. Jason’s pulse quickened as he read the bio: “Bareback only. Love taking cum. No strings, just fun.” Perfect. He swiped right without hesitation, his heart pounding with anticipation. The match was instant, and Jason’s fingers flew across the screen as he typed out a message. “Hey, you free tonight? I’m hosting.” The response came within seconds, a simple “On my way” that sent a jolt of excitement through him. Jason set his phone down, standing up to pace the living room. The apartment was a mess—clothes strewn across the couch, dishes in the sink—but he didn’t care. This wasn’t about impressing Dan; it was about what was about to happen. The buzzer rang, and Jason’s breath hitched. He smoothed his hair, took a deep breath, and pressed the intercom. “Third floor,” he said, his voice steady despite the thrill coursing through him. Moments later, the door opened, and Dan stepped inside. He was even better in person—broad shoulders, sharp jawline, and eyes that locked onto Jason’s with an intensity that made his stomach flip. “Hey,” Dan said, his voice low and smooth. “You must be Jason.” “Yeah, come on in.” Jason stepped aside, gesturing for Dan to enter. The apartment felt smaller with Dan in it, the air charged with unspoken desire. “Want a drink or something?” Dan shook his head, his gaze roaming over Jason’s body. “Let’s skip the small talk. I’m here for one thing.” Jason smirked, feeling a surge of dominance. “Follow me.” He led Dan down the narrow hallway to his bedroom, the anticipation building with every step. The room was dimly lit, the curtains drawn to block out the city lights. Jason turned to face Dan, his heart racing as he took in the man before him. “Strip,” he commanded, his voice firm but laced with desire. Dan’s lips curled into a smirk as he began to undress, his movements deliberate and confident. His shirt came off first, revealing a lean, muscular torso. Jason’s eyes trailed down, taking in the defined abs and the faint trail of hair leading downward. Dan’s jeans followed, pooling at his feet, leaving him in nothing but his boxers. Jason’s breath quickened as he stepped closer, his hands itching to touch. “You too,” Dan said, his voice husky. Jason obeyed, peeling off his own shirt and jeans, revealing the biohazard tattoo on his hip—a reminder of his love for risk. Dan’s eyes widened, his gaze lingering on the ink before meeting Jason’s eyes again. Jason made a mental note of his interest. Jason shivered at the touch, his desire spiking. “Get on the bed,” he ordered, his voice rough with need. Dan complied, lying back on the bed and spreading his legs slightly, his boxers tented with anticipation. Jason’s eyes darkened as he approached, his hands moving to grip Dan’s hips. He growled, leaning down to press a kiss to Dan’s stomach. Dan let out a soft groan, his hands tangling in Jason’s hair as he pulled him closer. “Do what you want with me,” he whispered, his voice trembling with desire. Jason’s lips curved into a wicked smile as he trailed kisses down Dan’s body, his tongue flicking over the sensitive skin of his inner thighs. Dan’s breath hitched, his body arching off the bed as Jason’s mouth hovered over his cock. But Jason had other plans. He pressed a kiss to Dan’s thigh before moving lower, his tongue tracing the curve of Dan’s ass. “Fuck,” Dan gasped, his hands gripping the sheets as Jason’s mouth made contact with his hole. Jason took his time, his tongue circling, probing, savoring the taste of Dan’s skin. He moaned against the tight entrance, his hands gripping Dan’s hips as he deepened the contact, his tongue pushing inside. Dan’s body trembled, his cock leaking pre-cum as he surrendered to the pleasure. “Jason… fuck me,” Dan pleaded, his voice desperate. Jason pulled away, his eyes locking onto Dan’s as he reached for the lube on the nightstand. He coated his fingers, his gaze never leaving Dan’s as he pressed a digit inside, prepping him slowly. Dan’s breath came in sharp gasps, his body tightening around Jason’s finger as he added a second, stretching him further. He tossed Dan a bottle of poppers and Dan huffed. “Ready for me?” Jason asked, his voice thick with desire. Dan nodded, his eyes glazed with need. “Fuck me. Bareback. Just like you wanted.” Jason’s cock twitched at the words, his hand wrapping around it as he positioned himself at Dan’s entrance. He thrust forward, sinking into the tight heat with a groan, his eyes rolling back at the sensation. Dan’s body clenched around him, his mouth falling open in a silent cry as Jason began to move, his hips snapping in a steady rhythm. “Fuck, you feel so good,” Jason growled, his hands gripping Dan’s hips as he pounded into him. Dan’s breath came in short, sharp bursts, his cock throbbing between them as Jason fucked him with relentless intensity. Jason leaned down, pressing a kiss to Dan’s shoulder as he changed angles, hitting a spot deep inside that had Dan crying out. “Harder,” Dan demanded, his hands gripping Jason’s shoulders. Jason obliged, his thrusts becoming more urgent, more primal. The bed creaked beneath them, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room. Jason’s breath came in ragged gasps, his body slick with sweat as he fucked Dan with abandon. As they moved, the missionary position allowing their bodies to press together, a sound from the living room made them pause. Jason froze, his heart pounding as he listened to the faint noise of the front door opening. “What was that?” Dan asked, his voice tight with tension. Jason smirked, his hand tangling in Dan’s hair as he pulled him closer. “Just my roommate Jimmy getting home. Don’t worry, he won’t interrupt us.” Dan’s eyes widened, but he nodded, his body relaxing as Jason resumed his thrusts. The knowledge that they were being watched—or could be—only added to the thrill. Jason’s hips snapped harder, his cock throbbing as he felt his release building. “I’m close,” Dan gasped, his hand wrapping around his own cock as he stroked himself in time with Jason’s thrusts. "Me too," said Jason. Then he stared deep into Dan's eyes and let pulses of cum loose deep in Dan's cunt. “Cum for me,” Jason commanded, his voice hoarse with need. “Fill your hand with your cum while I’m still inside you.” Dan’s body tensed, his mouth falling open in a silent cry as he obeyed, his cock pulsing as he came, ropes of cum spilling over his hand. Jason’s eyes darkened, his own release crashing over him as he thrust deep, his cock twitching as he filled Dan with his seed. “Fuck,” Jason groaned, his forehead pressing against Dan’s as he rode out his orgasm. They lay there for a moment, their breaths syncing as they came down from the high. Jason pulled out slowly, his cock slipping from Dan’s body with a wet sound. Dan let out a soft sigh, his hand still gripping his spent cock as he looked up at Jason with a satisfied smile. “That was… incredible,” Dan murmured, his voice laced with awe. Jason smirked, leaning down to press a kiss to Dan’s lips. “Glad you enjoyed it.” They dressed in silence, the tension between them still palpable as they made their way to the kitchen. Jimmy was there, lounging shirtless on a stool, his eyes narrowing as he took in Dan’s disheveled appearance. “Hey,” Jason said, his voice casual as he introduced them. “Jimmy, this is Dan. Dan, Jimmy.” Jimmy’s gaze lingered on Dan, his lips curling into a smirk. “Nice to meet you,” he said, his tone laced with underlying intent. Dan nodded, his eyes flicking between Jason and Jimmy as he sensed the unspoken dynamic between them. “Likewise,” he replied, his voice steady despite the tension in the air. Jason stepped closer to Jimmy, his hand resting on his roommate’s shoulder in a silent claim. “Dan was just leaving,” he said, his voice firm. Dan nodded, his eyes meeting Jason’s for a brief moment before he turned to leave. The door closed behind him, the sound echoing in the sudden silence. Jimmy turned to Jason, his smirk widening. “He’s a looker. PrEP slut?” Jason’s lips curved into a wicked smile as he leaned in, his voice low. “For now. I think he could be our next project.” Jimmy’s eyes darkened, his hand reaching out to grip Jason’s hip. “Now you’re talking,” he murmured, his voice thick with promise.

Most overstate the risk. HIV is not an easy transmission.

Timmy Gets Stretched Hard As Timmy and Jerome began to come back to earth—Pedro could see the length of the cock sliding back down inside the boy’s flawless white torso towards Timmy’s belly button—Pedro leaned in to Timmy’s ear, “You ready for this big bull cock, boy?” It took Timmy a second to come to grips with the world outside his mind. But then he smiled like a Cheshire cat, his gorgeous twink innocence replaced by a mind obsessed with having all holes stretched and abused, and he whispered, “Please, sir, need big cock. Hurt me, open me, use me daddy.” Jerome slide his long black snake out, and a Timmy sighed, his hole already missing the feeling of being filled so deep. Pedro grabbed a quarter-gram vial with one hand and stroked his enormous, curved, ugly cock with his other hand. “Jerome, brother, can you squirt that boyhole full of that laced lube,” Pedro asked. Jerome obliged, sticking the tube deep into the boys open cunt and pushing out a huge volume of the sticky, tingling, Tina-laced xlube. Within seconds Timmy was pulling his ass open and begging to be filled. “Beg me to destroy your pussy, pigwhore,” Pedro demanded. Timmy immediately started chanting “Destroy my pussy, daddy, destroy me.” In one fluid motion Pedro dumped the 1/4 gram of Tina into his palm, made a bird-beak fist, and pushed into Timmy’s hole. Despite how loose hole, stretch was wide and very cruel, and Timmy cried out and then begsn screaming as Pedro began scooping the Tina out, burning the boys cunt with fire, desire and need. “Do some poppers, boy,” Pedro ordered. And Jerome helped the boy get fully poppered up. As soon as Pedro felt the boys hole start to respond to the fresh dose of Tina and the poppers he made his fist very, very slightly bigger and very, very, slowly began to pull his fist out of the fiery hole. “That’s called hole stretching, boy,” he said quietly to Timmy, who was riding a wave of desire to be destroyed mixed with the pain of the big stretch. “And I am going to stretch you long and hard tonight.” When Pedro’s hand got to its widest point in the boys rectum, Pedro paused, holding the boy at a wide stretch. At first Timmy struggled, but Jerome kept telling him, “Breathe slow and deep, let Pedro have your hole.” And so as Timmy did, Pedro felt the hole relax, and so Pedro pounced, flexing his knuckles slightly larger, as Timmy cried out, and then quickly Pedro pulled out. Timmy lay in the sling panting, as Jerome nibbled hard on his perky boy nipples. Then a dark light entered the young twinks eyes, and he said, “Fuck daddy, I love that stretch, more daddy, harder.” Pedro smiled and rammed his semi-hard cock into the boy’s hole balls deep. “”Fuuuuuck, that’s a thick dick,” Timmy cried out. Then he began to moan as he felt Pedro unleash a huge torrent of piss deep inside his second ring. “Lower his head, brother, so this piss can go deep.” Pedro said to Jerome, “He asked to be stretched so let’s do him.” Jerome lowered the boys upper body so that it was nearly upside down, and the piss began to trickle deeper inside the boy, who was already moaning and squirming with new dark desires. Working quickly, Jerome immobilized Timmy into the sling, putting straps keeping his arms and legs and chest and stomach from moving more than a few centimeters. He left one of Timmy’s arms frees to the elbow and handed the boy a fresh bottle of very strong Amsterdam poppers with a built in sniffer cap. “Use these anytime you need to open up,” Jerome said quietly, “And only tell us about the pain if it feels like we’re damaging you —like you did with Conrad.” Timmy nodded, but Jerome could see he was getting really spun. Pedro grunted and pulled out and pointed at Timmy’s hole. “Fill him up, brother, and feel free to start when you want” Pedro said, “And don’t go easy, he needs to learn his place as slave pussy tonight.” Jerome slid is long cock in—it always stayed a little extra long after a magic orgasm—and made sure his head entered the boys second hole, which he began to fill with yet more chem piss. Jerome immediately started feeling and stroking the boys hole with his fingers, shoving first two, the then three, now four long fingers imsid3 th3 boy. Finally, with one smooth motion he surrounded his cock with his entire hand and pushed it into the boys hole, and immediately began jacking his cock inside the boy. Timmy cried out and froze, spreading his legs wide, Jerome could feel the boys hole pulsing tightening and throbbing around his fist, and then the boy threw his head back and shouted, “Fuck me, daddy, fuck me hard.” Jerome could feel the boys hole opening up like a flower, the burning hot tissues of his colon fluttering and caressing his fist. He smiled darkly: the chempiss had kicked in and Timmy was ready for training. Jerome slid his cock out and shaped his fist into the narrow bird beak starting position and began to slide his arm into the boy. He was amazed that the boy took most of his hand right up to the kncuckles before Jerome felt any tightness. “Feel that, Timmy? That’s your second hole,” Jerome said softly, “That’s the hole your Daddy Conrad loves to stretch wide with his inflatable balls, did you like being stretched deep Timmy?” Timmy’s eyes were dark with lust and his comprehension wasn’t at its best, but he smiled and said, “Please, sir, will you stretch me deep too? Feels so slutty..use me daddy Jerome.” Jerome smiled down, “Oh believe me, boy, me and Pedro are gonna stretch you good so you’re nice and open for Pedro’s big bull dick.” He then gently flexed his hand, enjoying the look of lust on Timmy’s face. “So that’s the easy way of stretching your tense places inside,” Jerome said softly, “And now I am going to show you the hard way.” Working quickly Jerome slide his hand out until it was about midway inside the boy’s stretched-out inner first hole. He then made his fist much larger—not quite a full square and not locked into place—the boy was still a near-virgin and he didn’t want to tear anything, just hurt him,and he pulled his fist out fairly quickly, lodging its widest point—his knuckles—right at Timmy’s rectum. Timmy cried out in surprise and began panting. “Do a hit of poppers, piggy boy,” Jerome ordered. And the minute he felt the boy relax he push his hand back in and pulled it out, making his fist slightly bigger this time, stretching the boys rectum around his fist. “So, boy,” Jerome said with a serious tone, “I like to combine the easy way and the hard way when I stretch a boys hole.” “It’s in your best interest to work with me to get you stretched deep and wide my way,” Jerome said darkly, “Because Daddy Pedro has giant fists and he only likes to stretch boys the hard way. Are you gonna work with me, not complain, and huff on your poppers like a good pig slut?” Timmy nodded solemnly, his awareness focused now by the rough treatment. “Good boy, take several giant huffs, you gorgeous boy, and let me stretch you,” Jerome smiled. Timmy took several massive huffs off the poppers, and as it kicked in, Jerome got to work. Over on the other side of the room Pedro was busy getting reading to take the boy into the stratosphere. He gathered several half-gram vials as well as several 1/4 gram vials. Tearing off a few pieces of blue painter’s tape, he put a strip on top of two of the half gram vials. He then set all the other vials aside. He opened a capsule of X into each vial—looking up and grinning as Jerome was showing the boy what the “hard way of stretching” was like— he then took a 10 mg tablet of Valium, crushed it in the same mortar and pestle on the drugs table, and dumped this into one of the two vials. He wrapped a piece of blue tape around the bottle itself to separate it from the other. He then proceeded to crush a 5 mg tablet and dump it into the other blue-topped vial. He placed all the vials on a small rolling table and then grabbed another couple of bottles of lube—one marked super strong and the other light—indicate how much Tina was crushed and mixed into the mix. Pedro rolled the table around to the wall display of toys. He selected an inflatable buttplug—he couldn’t wait to take it up to beyond what the boy could handle and make him push it out—and then the huge, semi-rigid giant inflatable dildo as well as one of Conrad’s signature set of inflatable balls. He grabbed a few hard silicon sets of balls in various shapes in case Jerome wanted them, then a selection of buttplugs from large to giant. he laid all of this out on the second shelf of the rolling table. Next, he grabbed one of what they called “booty bump pistols.” This was a hard plastic device, shaped like a nightstick, with a handle and then a small, sliding door at one end. You then attached a long flexible tube with any number of different sized dildo heads on it. The idea was that you dropped the drugs into the opening the tube and closed it, threaded the tube with its head deep inside a boy, then the bulb was larger enough that one full pump would send the drugs deep inside a boys booty hole. He chose one with a head in between the size of his fist and Jerome’s, and then one a good bit bigger than his own. Finally he grabbed two skin bicep long textured fisting gloves, two huge thick rubber gloves, a couple of tit clamps, and a ball stretcher. These he laid out on the third shelf and went over to relax on the sofa and watch the show. Timmy was so overtaken with lust and need for the stretch that Jerome had unbound him from the sling and had him on all fours on a pad near the sling. He’d attached the boy’s ankle to a spreader bar, just to give Jerome something to keep control of the boy. Timmy was one hundred percent involved now in his own defilement—spreading his cheeks, begging for deeper stretching, moaning loudly when Jerome would punch him. Jerome was into the boy just past his forearm—Pedro was frankly amazed—and Jerome looked up and grinned as his friend settled in. “Toss me a quarter, brother,” Jerome said. When Jerome looked skeptical, Jerome just grinned and shrugged, all the while keeping up a steady firstfuck of the boy. Pedro picked up the booty pistol with the smaller head—in between his own fist and Jerome’s in size—and grinned. Jerome grinned back “Even better.” Pedro dumped the half-gram vial with the X and 10 mg of Valium and dumped it into the device. He rolled the table over beside Jerome and the boy, who was still begging for the fuck. Jerome pulled out and Pedro slipped the well-lubed head of the thing into the boys cunt. “Suck on that with your hole, Timmy,” Pedro order, “Try to draw it in.” The boy obeyed and with a little pushing on Pedro’s part they worked it in just to Timmy’s second hole. “Push out,” Jerome ordered, and as he did Pedro threaded the head about half-way into the second ring. Timmy gasped as Pedro tried to make sure it was in to a pretty wide point. Then he stopped “Huff on those poppers,” Pedro ordered, “Try to welcome that in.” Both Pedro and Jerome knew the toy wasn’t going anywhere—Pedro was holding the tube steady—but the boy looked so hot with the thing stretching him wide deep inside. Jerome leaned into Timmy’s ear, “I think it’s stuck, boy, want daddy to help that you fuck you a little deeper?” Timmy didn’t know what he thought but he knew the stretch was painful, so he panted “Yes, daddy, please take me deep.” Jerome smiled and Pedro handed him a quarter gram. Jerome lubed up, dumped the quarter into his palm, and made the thin bird shape around the tube and slid in, not stopping until he reached the toy. He sat that way, enjoy the way the boys fiery hole pulsed around his forearm. Timmy was pushing back, and so Jerome commanded “Six giant hits of those poppers each side, little pig, and then breathe deep.” After the boy had done six in one nostril, Jerome began to push the head, very slowly, through the second ring. At first Timmy was distracted by doing his other six popper huffs and the huge rush of drugs made his boy cunt open. Jerome entered him a full inch before his mind and body caught up and he groaned. Jerome did not stop, steadily, ever-so-slowly pushing deeper into the flaming boycunt, pushing the toy ahead of his still closed bird hand. “Deep breaths, sweet boy,” Jerome said softly, “Let your big black daddy take you there.” Jerome did not stop until Timmy was begging him to stop, his entire body rigid, and his face desperate. “Flex your hole around daddy’s arm,” Jerome ordered. Timmy was now exactly where he’d been before—Jerome was just at his elbow—but the big toy pushed ahead at least three inches and wide. And Timmy groaned and started shaking. “AGAIN, and clamp done harder this time,” Jerome ordered. Timmy moaned but complied, and then sighed, as his hole relaxed ever so slightly. Pedro nodded at Jerome who reached down with his free hand, grabbed Timmy by the back of his curly mane, and pulled back, arching his face up to see Pedro, legs splayed wide, monster, cobra-hooded bull cop hard as a rock. “In this life you are joining,” Pedro said quietly, “Sexually, you are slave meat.” Timmy nodded, “ Yes, sir.” “We bearers love and honor our boys in all ways. You will be treated better by your Lord Dimitri than any other man will treat you,” Pedro continued, “But sexually you are slave meat, without rights or choices, consigned to take pain or pleasure as we see fit.” Jerome now began to very very gently move his arm, beginning a very deep fuck. Timmy groaned and arched and cried out. “Lord Jerome is going to go even deeper in you now, boy,” Pedro said, “And you will take his arm with joy in your suffering, do you understand? Your suffering will please our Dark Lord.” Timmy, just barely able to focus beyond the intense stretch, managed, “Yes, sir.” “More poppers,” Jerome ordered, “And say the Litany.” A fast learner, Timmy slowly and deeply breathed several huge puffs of poppers. Squaring his shoulders—Jerome and Pedro smiled at the piggy resolve—Timmy began, “I am your hole, fill me with your seed, I am your….” Timmy cried out, as Jerome took him a full, sudden 1/4 inch deeper, then Timmy began moaning as Jerome began using long-practiced, almost imperceptible movements to deposit a few grains of the quarter gram deep in the boy. Timmy stayed rigid, and shaking, as Jerome stopped pushing the big hard plastic cockhead up his butt, the boy’s rectum mere centimeters from Jerome’s elbow. Pedro grinned. If Timmy were a more experienced pig—as he would be in just a few weeks time—that elbow would have already been inside his hole before this Tina gift was bestowed. Pedro watched silently, as Timmy struggled, then saw the dark energy surge from deep within the little boywhore. As an elder among the Brotherhood—Pedro was around 226 years old, give or take a few—the Mexican daddy with the huge fists and monster cock was beginning to develop the special senses required to trap and destroy human boycunt. While it was still a new skill—true elders of a thousand or more years could very nearly read bottoms minds—Pedro could see the outlines of desires, the need a drugged-out bottom was feeling for destruction. And so Pedro stood, stroking his monster, and cried out “Fuck him, Brother Jerome, his dark energy desires it.” And so Jerome began to every-so-slowly move his arm in and out, mere 1/8s of an inch at a time. Every time the boy loosened up he’d push a little deeper. Timmy groaned but obediently huffed on his poppers, which inevitably meant that Jerome was able to go even deeper. Pedro, meanwhile, was immobilizing the boy. He made Timmy arch his ass up high, and he tied his balls taut to the ceiling. He then affixed ome hand to another spreader bar and binding his elbow to the other so he could huff on his poppers. He did it wide so Timmy was forced to keep his chest flat against the floor, the perfect position for deep fist. Jerome was now about 3/4 of inch past his elbow into Timmy’s hole. He looked at Pedro who grained and said, do it. Jerome scooped the rest of the tin from his palm —it was probably more than half—and Timmy cried out and then within seconds his hole became hungrier. First, Jerome pushed in, getting almost to his bicep then he pulled back and started a bigger deep fuck of the boy. Even with his limited snake sight, he could see the boy was swimming in dark energy. He did this for about 20 minutes, fucking harder and harder and a bit deeper each time. Pedro lubed up his fist and grabbed the booty pistol. “Let’s light this ass up.” Jerome slid in and pushed past the deepest he’d gone, till Timmy was rigid. Pedro gave the bulb as big squeeze and within seconds Timmy started screaming as the 1/2 gram of Tina, the X, and the Valium entered his bloodstream almost immediately. Jerome slid his hand, now balled into a fist behind the big hard cockhead of the tube, out of Timmy in one go. As he pulled away, Pedro, his nocollapsable hand in the closest it would come to a bird shape, pounced. Pedro slid his big hand in slowly, but he didn’t pause. He slid until his knuckles were about to enter the boys inner ring. The kid was panting form the force what was essentially a .5 slam with ecstacy and Valium entering his blood stream. Within seconds the Valium reached his colon and his inner hole, and Pedro was rewarded when the boys inner ring opened and he slid his big hand in until he was buried wrist deep inside the boys inner ring. Timmy groaned, and spasmed a minute, panting and Pedro kept still. Then the boys hole loosened and Pedro slowing began a deep fistfuck. He first stretched the boys inner hole, and then once it started to loosed up he began to make his hand a little bigger and stretch the inner ring, then go back in. Once he was able to make a vey loose fist he brought his hand inside the boys first hole. Here he was more aggressive, creating space for his fist with determined movements. Then he very aggressively began to stretch the boys rectum, getting the boys closer and closer to a closed fist. He did this for a good 40 minutes or so. Then he started alternating, stretching both rings and spaces about 4 times each, over and over. As the boy started loosening up, Pedro pushed him ever-so-slightly on depth, claiming mere centimeters at a time. Then, just slightly before the boy was loose enough to do it easily, he made his hand into the smallest loose fist it could become and pulled out swiftly. Before the boy had a chance to really holler he was pushing the fist back in as deep as he could. He did this over and over and Timmy cried out “Fuck, fuck, fuck.” “Big fistfuck is right, piglet,” Pedro growled, the bull tattoo on his chest glowing, “Give me that hole.” As he did this over and over, roughly stretching Timmy’s hole, he saw dark energy swirling in the kids core. Timmy froze for an instant as Pedro’s nearly fully clenched fist drove in deep, then he shouted. “Fucking ruin my boycunt, Daddy, punch me! Punch me!” Pedro grinned, his cock rock hard, and he pushed into the boy a bit deeper. This triggered a massive anal orgasm so Pedro, lost to nothing but the velvet hotness of the boys inside and his desire to take everything the could give—and then more—he pulled his fist out and started punching. Pedro gave Timmy 75 hard punches, with Timmy roiling and assgaming constantly. Timmy was so out of it he didn’t even notice that Jerome had untied his balls from the bottom rung, and swing the tie bid I g his balls upwards to a pulley. With every couple of punches, Jerome would hang a small weight. When Pedro got to 50 in his count, Jerome spoke quietly—Timmy was making so much noise there was no point in whispering—“When you get to 75 punches go in and push him deep. I am going to teach this boy about getting his balls fucked.” So Pedro delivered the last 25, getting harder and harder as the boy cried out in pain/pleasure and then he pushed into the boys hole hard. Jerome hung a much larger weight—causing Timmy to groan and squirm—which allowed Pedro to take another half-inch deeper into the boys steaming hole. After a minute, Jerome hung a small weight. And again Timmy squirmed around the big arm and took a bit more. They did this three times, then Jerome said, “Boy, do those boy balls hurt?” Panting and struggling,Timmy said, “Yes sir.” Jerome grinned and started tapping on the boys nuts. Timmy whimpered and then gasped aloud as Jerome tapped a little harder. “The only way to make this stop, little beautiful cunt,” Jerome said, “Is to ask me to hurt you more.” Timmy took a minute, whimpering and shaking his head, he then squared his shoulders and took a deep breath—a mistake, really, as when he breathed out Pedro penetrated his ass more deeply. Timmy’s rectum was now stretched paper thin around Pedro’s huge forearm, just about 1/4 inch from the elbow. He groaned and cursed, momentarily unable to speak. “Say it, slave meat,” Jerome said, lightly hitting the boy’s sore balls with a paddle. Timmy sighed, and then shouted “HURT ME SIR!” Jerome hung a second big weight. As the pain traveled from his punished balls to his head, Timmy started squirming again, groaning deeply, and Pedro started sliding in. They made Timmy keep the full weights on his balsl for two minutes. Each time he struggled or wiggled his ass trying to relieve the pain, Pedro was rewarded with the feeling of a tiny bit more flaming boy pussy in his control. When the two minutes was up and the weight removed, Timmy groaned and breathed hard, suddenly only aware of how deep Pedro was inside his cut. “Oh fucuuuuck, deep fuuuck,” Timmy cried, “Need that deep fuck.” “Not yet, baby slut,” Pedro said, “We gotta wait for your hole to relax—in just a few minutes, your natural dark desires are going to start growining and your hole with loosen. Then I am going to fuck you good.” And so Pedro waited, first while Jerome detached the boy from everything holding him in place, second until the boys hole relaxed ever so slightly, and then until the second huge cocktail of drugs of the night kicked in and he could feel the boy’s desire radiate from deep in his hole. With his supernatural Bull sight he could see a huge river of dark desires release from deep within the boy. As that happened, the boy lowered his chest to the floor, his arms outstretched as if asking for offering himself for extreme violation, and Timmy said in a clear voice—far clearer than anyone as fucked up as him should have been able to master—“I am your hole, use me, use meeeeee.” Pedro worked with infinitesimal slowness, with the patience of a man who had already been alive for over a hundred years and knew he had thousands of boypussies more to destroy. By this point he had deep fisted literally thousands of men—from vaqueros strung up between posts and strung out on peyote and ancient Indian brews to European aristocrats, bound asses wide between bedposts with opium-wide holes to this new designer-drug era of wild, raging pussy hunger and a thinning veil between this world and the other side where combination of pleasure and pain, light and dark, that his clan worshipped remained. But what it was remarkable how the entire journey from getting just a finger inside a man’s hole, to being elbow or shoulder deep turning that hole into a cunt, was how every single time it happened he found it the ultimate turn on, the most pleasurable way for him to dominate another man. To see each little surrender, each step a man took into giving up his hole to Pedro for destruction, sparked pleasure in Pedro’s body, soul, and the giant, rampant, dark, Cobra of his cock. Whatever moment of lucidity Timmy experienced when he begged for Pedro to fulfill his deepest desires, was gone. All he could think about was that he needed to be fucked in a black hole of need that had replaced his hole, and that it needed to be by the thick, hard, tree trunk of Pedro’s arm. When he lowered his chest to the flour his only thoughts, on repeat were “Take my hole, fuck my hole, destroy my pussy, daddy.” This surrender to Pedro was distinct from his previous surrenders to the other three men who’d he’d encountered that weekend. Dimitri he’d given everything he possibly could, his virgin boypuss, his former life, his sero-status, his body, and his soul. Conrad—from the moment that huge, square, rock hard marble cock had pierced him deep and into the agony of endless deep enemas and cruel toy fucks—had demanded Timmy endure and revel in pain. Jerome had pushed buttons he didn’t even know he had, from the smooth way his long gorgeous black cock slid home to the depraved desires its snaky shape had dislodged as it pulsed and prodded into all the secret kinks he didn’t know he had. Pedro, though, was different. Pedro was like his spiritual companion—stubborn, hard, and determined. And Timmy had just given total elbow-deep control of his hole to the man, in the group with the widest fists and biggest bones and the most hardcore fucker and foster of all of them, all but begging for domination. But all of this was happening deep in Timmy’s subconscious understanding, for now visibly he was ruled solely by his heavily-drugged bottom-pig hidebrain. Pedro was going as slowly as possible to make the boy open up, but Timmy was eager and tried to help in his own destruction. Pedro put a giant paw on the small of his ass, and said, “Hold still, let me do it, or you will hurt yourself. As your hole opens there will come a time when you can push back. But now submit and let me take you.” And so Pedro took Timmy’s hole, his arms not going as deep as his other dark brothers, but much wider and thicker. As Timmy’s boy pussy was also find out: Pedro was truly big boned, meaning it wasn’t just muscle and sinew trying to destroy his hole, it was wide, rigid bone. Pedro steadily increased the speed and movement of his arm, loosening the hole. As soon as he got some play, he began widening, changing his arm arm and fist from straight up and starting to turn. Timmy lifted up and groaned, “Fuuuuck.” Pedro firmly pushed his head back down, “You asked to be cored out, beautiful slave meat, shut up and take it.” Pedro worked the boys hole for a couple of hours and neither he nor Timmy showed any signs of ever wanting to stop. Pedro would pound for a whole, wrist to elbow, then he switch to stretching either the boys first or second hole, making his fist bigger and bigger each time, and slowing pulling out. While it hurt, it also drove Timmmy crazy with lust, and he urged Pedro to do it harder and harder. From time to time Jerome would step in, hard punching the boy’s sloppy gash with his fists or seeing just how deep the boy would go. After several hours, Timmy’s hole was gaping open, the lips ragged, and it truly looked like a used boypussy. And only then, when the boys hole was sensitive but still begging for hard use, did Pedro fuck him.

Dan’s thumb hovered over the send button, his heart pounding as he stared at the text he’d just typed in answer to Jimmy's question about what he'd said during their four way with Carl. “Yeah, I’m serious,” he wrote, then hesitated. His fingers trembled as he added, “But I’m still scared.” He hit send, the words disappearing into the void of Jimmy’s inbox. The weight of his admission pressed on his chest, a mix of excitement and terror that left him breathless. The reply came almost instantly, as if Jimmy had been waiting. “Come over Sunday afternoon. Bring your PrEP. We’ll talk.” By Sunday, Dan’s nerves had twisted into a knot. He clutched his bottle of PrEP like a talisman as he rang the doorbell to Jimmy and Jason’s place. The door swung open, revealing Jimmy’s freckled face and a smirk that sent a shiver down Dan’s spine. “About time,” Jimmy said, stepping aside to let him in. “Jason’s in the kitchen. We’ve got something to propose.” Jason stood by the counter, his athletic frame casual yet commanding. He glanced up from the lockbox in his hands, his brown eyes locking onto Dan’s. Jimmy placed the lockbox on the table, its metal surface cold and unyielding. “Here’s the deal. We’re putting our meds in here. You put in your PrEP and promise not to get a refill. You get the key. If you don’t unlock it, in six weeks, our viral loads will be infectious and you’ll be barebacking with us, no protection. But if you change your mind before then, you open it, and we all start our meds again. Your choice.” Dan’s hands shook as he took the key, its weight heavier than its size suggested. “What if… what if I can’t do it?” Jason’s voice was firm but not unkind. “Then you open the box. But if you’re serious about this, you’ll find you want to stick it out. Discover which you end up choosing. That’s all we’re asking.” Dan nodded, his throat dry. “Okay. I’ll do it.” They placed their meds inside, the click of the lockbox sealing their pact. Jason clapped Dan on the shoulder, his grip tight. “Good. Now, let’s celebrate. We’re taking you to the baths. Sunday’s the perfect day—older crowd, more poz guys. You’ll fit right in.” The baths were a labyrinth of steam and shadows, the air thick with the scent of chlorine and desire. Dan clung to Jimmy and Jason as they navigated the dimly lit halls, his heart racing. The whispers of men echoed around them, the occasional moan breaking through the haze. “Relax,” Jimmy murmured, his hand brushing Dan’s lower back. “You’re safe here. And you’re gonna love it.” They led him to a private room, the door closing behind them with a soft click. Jason pressed Dan against the wall, his lips brushing his ear. “Ready to be shared?” Dan’s breath hitched as Jason’s hands roamed down his body. “Y-yes,” he managed, his voice trembling. Jimmy stepped forward, his green eyes dark with desire. “Good boy.” They took turns with him, their mouths and hands mapping every inch of his body. Jason’s cock slid into him first, slow and deliberate, his biohazard tattoo glinting in the low light. Dan gasped, his nails digging into Jason’s shoulders as he adjusted to the stretch. “That’s it,” Jason growled, his thrusts steady and deep. “Take it all.” Jimmy watched, his cock hard and leaking as he stroked himself. “My turn next. But first…” He leaned in, kissing Dan fiercely, their tongues tangling as Jason fucked him harder. The room grew hotter, the sounds of their bodies slapping together filling the space. Dan’s moans were raw, his inhibitions melting away as he surrendered to the pleasure. When Jason pulled out, Jimmy slid in, his uncut cock filling Dan completely. “Fuck, you’re nice and smooth,” Jimmy groaned, his hands gripping Dan’s hips. “Perfect for what we’ve got planned.” They moved as one, their rhythms syncing as they shared Dan’s body, their cocks sliding in and out of him with abandon. Dan’s head fell back, his breath ragged as he teetered on the edge of orgasm. “Not yet,” Jason commanded, his fingers brushing Dan’s leaking hole. “We’re taking you out there. Let everyone see what a good slut you are.” Dan’s eyes widened, but he nodded, his body trembling with anticipation. They led him to the main orgy area, the steam swirling around them as they found an open space. Jason pushed Dan to his knees, his cock thrusting into Dan’s mouth as Jimmy positioned himself behind, sliding back into Dan’s eager hole. The whispers of the crowd grew louder, the air electric with voyeuristic desire. Dan’s mouth worked around Jason’s cock, his moans muffled as Jimmy pounded into him from behind. Hands reached out, touching, exploring, as strangers joined in, their cocks pressing against Dan’s chest, his back, his face. “That’s it,” Jimmy panted, his voice hoarse. “Take it all. Show them what you are.” Dan’s eyes fluttered closed, his body a conduit for their pleasure. He was no longer just Dan—he was their slut, their toy, their soon to be poz whore. The presence of the key back in the locker felt like a promise, a pact sealed in sweat and cum. Jason and Jimmy yielded Dan's ass to a series of other guys. Most of them were decades older. Some in good shape, others less so. As he took their cocks, Jason or Jimmy would take turns murmuring in his ear urging him to ride that poz cock or milk that poz load. He was moved around the room, to the sling and then the fuck bench. By the end of the afternoon Dan had taken 8 loads and felt very slutty. As the afternoon faded, Dan stood in the changing room, his breath ragged, his body still buzzing from the encounter. He stared at the key in his hand, its metal surface cool against his palm. The choice he’d made felt heavier now, the consequences more real. Six weeks. He closed his fist around the key, the weight of it settling deep in his chest. The fear was still there, but so was the excitement, the thrill of the unknown. He was no longer a neg guy on PrEP—he was something more, something wilder, something free.

here is part 2 finally enjoy =) LOST INNOCENSE AT THE BATHOUSE PART 2 Dean wanted to see Adam’s expression when he first entered him with his bare cock. He never told any of them though what they would actually be getting, but he loved making them beg for him to pump their asses full of his loads. It was a massive turn on to him for the boys, who he pozzed, to see and willingly accept that he was fucking them raw. He was planning on making sure Adam’s first time was going to be something he would never forget. It would be a night of firsts for the eighteen year old teen. First time with smoking Tina, first booty bump, first time being fucked, first load of charged dirty seed, first slam, and finally his first gangbang. Dean put on a porn vid showing a barely legal twink being rimmed by an older daddy type, before climbing between Adam’s legs. He figured the vid would distract Adam, while he got him prepped for his fucking. He tossed the T-laced warming lube on the bed, along with a film canister loaded with Tina shards and powder, plus a can of Maximum Impact and one of his old dirty jocks to spray it on. Adam moaned when Dean grabbed his legs and bent them back towards his head and started to rim him with tongue. He loved the feel of Dean’s five o’clock shadow on his hairless hole whenever Dean pulled back and rubbed his chin and cheeks on it. The boy was going crazy with lust; he had never felt like this before when he had smoked pot. It felt like his body screaming, “It’s finally time to get laid! You’ve been waiting long enough.” The eighteen year old twink’s moans were turning Dean something fierce. His thick eight inches started to ooze pre-cum like water pouring from a faucet. Dean wished he could use just his pre-cum to fuck Adam, but he knew the young virgin boy wasn’t ready for that yet. Maybe if he was lucky he would tweak Adam up one more time and just use pre-cum to fuck him with before he left town. Dean poured some of his “T” laced warming lube on Adam’s hole and began to work it into the boy’s ass stretching it for his entry. He knew Adam wouldn’t notice the initial burn of the Tina in the warming lube as he got his ass stretched. The young kid would just think it was his virgin ass being stretched wider and wider to take Dean’s thick man spike. He gave a silent thanks to whatever chemist developed the warming lube it made it so much easier to stealth guys with. “OH GAWD!!!! OH GAWD!!! OH GAWD!!!” seemed to be Adam’s new mantra as Dean worked first one finger, then a second finger in his now blooming teen rose hole. His ass couldn’t seem to get enough of Dean’s fingers, it wanted more and more inside him. “That’s what’s gonna happen to you shortly Adam,” he said motioning Adam to look over at the video screen as he pulled his fingers out. He smiled as the teen’s ass stayed open a bit before slowly closing. It was as if it was begging for Dean to continue working it with his fingers. While Adam was distracted Dean opened the film canister and pulled out a nice sized shard of “T” to booty bump the unsuspecting eighteen year old who was about to take his first of many poz loads up his tight lil’ ass. Adam, who was already really turned on by the joint and fingering his ass had received from Dean, was starting go into overdrove with lust as he watched the older daddy begin to slide his hard raw cock into the twink on screen. Soon another daddy joined the scene and started face fucking the twink as the other one used the boy’s ass. Adam started wishing he was the kid in the video. It just looked so fucking hot. As Adam watched the raw cock work the teen’s ass he almost wished Dean would do that to him. Yet he knew it was safer to have the top covered that’s why he had his baggie of rubbers with him. Wait! Did he remember to bring the bag from patio when he followed Dean into his room? He couldn’t remember if he did or not, but before he could say anything he gasped as the older man’s fingers entered his ass again. Dean grinned as he added a third finger to Adam’s ass pushing the shard inside with his fingers. He began tearing into the teen’s fuck tunnel with his fingers as he worked the shard in. He wanted to make sure the boy’s hole was torn up enough to take his toxic seed and start the pozzing process. He knew his PA would cause more damage once he began fucking the boy, but liked to make sure he was doing the job thoroughly. “Shit! That hurts,” moaned Adam as he felt like Dean was ripping up his ass. “Shh, babe just making sure you’re nice and stretched so it won’t hurt as much as I slide this beef stick in that lil pussy of yours,” Dean said with an evil smirk that was lost on Adam. Before long Adam couldn’t believe how good Dean’s fingers felt inside him. He needed more inside him. It was like his ass wouldn’t be satisfied until it was getting fucked. “SHIT MAN!!!! COME ON!!!! GIVE ME THAT FAT DICK!!! FUCK ME!!!! COME ON FUCK ME LIKE A BITCH!!!!!” Adam couldn’t believe he was begging this older 6’, 285 lbs. daddy to fuck his 5’6”, 120lbs. eighteen year old body like he was a girl. What was coming over him? He needed to be fucked bad, really bad. He needed to feel that eight inch, red bull thick, huge mushroom headed, pierced cock fucking him like the twink in the video. Dean grinned down at the virgin boy he was about to fuck and breed full of his toxic seed. He always stopped taking his meds about a week before he went out to the baths to make sure he was primed to stealth young hot twinks. “Here sniff on this Adam while I finish getting ready to pop that cherry of yours,” Dean said reaching down and spraying his dirty three week old jock with a large amount of Maximum Impact. Once the jock covered Adam’s face Dean got up and opened the door to his room completely so others could see Adam lose his cherry to his raw fuck stix. He quickly climbed back on the bed lubing his dick with more of the “T” tainted warming gel and sprinkled his huge mushroom head with some “T” powder. He pulled the dirty jock off Adam’s face one more time and sprayed it again before placing it back on the boy’s face. This time he didn’t cover Adam’s eyes. He wanted to watch the boy’s expression as he felt Dean’s raw cock enter his tight ass. Adam was flying from the stuff Dean had made him smell in the dirty jock as he felt the older man begin to push on his hole. It was painful despite all the finger work Dean had done on him, but he wanted it really, bad. Dean was waiting for him to open up a bit more. As tempted as he was just to rip the hell out of the virgin boy, he wanted Adam to be so tweaked and into the fuck he wouldn’t realize or care how abused his hole was as each and every guy used it in the pig sling room later. As soon as he did that his ass relaxed and opened enough for Dean’s huge mushroom cap to enter where nothing had entered before except a few fingers. “FUCK!!!!!!!!!” Adam yelped loudly as Dean entered and paused. Adam began to pant rapidly from the intrusion of the massively thick cock. At first he didn’t think he could take it, but the longer Dean held it there the better it felt. He was starting to want more of this daddy’s thick eight inches buried in his ass. Dean sprayed the jock one more time dropping back over the boy’s nose and mouth, leaving his eyes uncovered so he could watch Adam’s eyes as a new poz cum slut was born. He waited until he was certain Adam was flying, before beginning to push deeper inside the no longer virgin boy. He knew in a matter of minutes once he was buried deep inside Adam and began his slow fucking the boy would be in total slut mode. He could already sense a couple guys standing outside the door watching. Once Adam was in full slut mode he would invite them in to watch and join in. But before he did that he was going to make the boy know he was being fucked raw and beg like a good lil’ slut for Dean’s load. Dean began to force his cock deeper and deeper into Adam making the innocent boy moan loader with each inch that sank into his neg ass. He loved how hot and tight his new bitch’s ass felt on his poz meat spike. He was looking forward to contrasting this feel with the one he would give Adam before helping the boy dress at the end of the fuckfest. Adam couldn’t believe how good it felt to have a cock buried in his ass. He wished he had started earlier if he had known it felt this good. “FUCK MAN!!! THIS FEELS SO GOOD!” Adam moaned loudly. “I haven’t even started yet slut, wait ‘til I get I start pumping your sweet lil’ pussy and breed it.” Dean chuckled, beginning to pull out and shove his dick back in the teen beneath him. He was quickly pulling almost out before slamming back in Adam. “SHIT!!! OH FUCK!!!! YES!!!!” Adam began chanting over and over as Dean picked up speed fucking the eighteen year old harder and harder. He started pushing back to meet each downward thrust. This was so fucking good Adam thought. He wanted more and more of Dean’s cock. He just couldn’t get enough of it. He loved the thick meat pounding him and really loved how the PA felt on his prostrate each time it hit his boy button. Once Dean was sure Adam was really getting into the fuck he decided it was time to let the twink know he was being fucked raw. He reached down and grabbed one of Adam’s hands and brought it back to his cunt which was still being pounded by Dean. “Here bitch feel how good my fuck stix feels going in your sweet pussy,” he said grinning as he wrapped Adam’s hand around the slick meat spike working his ass. “You’re taking it like the good fucking slut you are.” Adam couldn’t believe this thick piece of man meat was making him feel so good. He was enjoying the feel of the thick tool working his ass, when he realized he didn’t feel the bottom of the rubber. He began running his hand up and down Dean’s cock shaft searching for the rubber, but there was none. His eyes widen as he realized he was being barebacked. No this was wrong he had to get Dean to stop and put one on! “You’re not wearing a rubber! You gotta stop and put one on! Please stop Dean!” Adam begged. Dean loved the shocked expression of Adam as he realized his was being barebacked. Now it was time to make him beg for Dean’s load to be pumping in his slut boy pussy. “You didn’t ask for one when we started and I’m not stopping ‘til I load that cunt of yours with my jizz. Besides I never wear a condom it feels better raw. Besides you were enjoying it before you knew you were getting it raw up your slut ass,” with that he started long dicking Adam hard and fast. Every once in a while he would pull completely out before slamming back in deep and hard. The overwhelming sensation of skin against skin quickly Adam made forget about Dean fucking him bareback. Dean was right it felt so good and he was once again moaning and begging for Dean’s cock. If being fucked raw felt this good, then covered must not be that good. He then vaguely remembered guy friends saying fucking a girl bareback was a thousand times better than wearing a rubber. So maybe it was okay to be fucked by Dean like this. “SHIT!!!! FUCK ME!!!! HARDER!!!!! FUCK ME!!!!! HARDER!!!!! GIVE IT TO ME!!!!!” Adam howled as he was getting turned on more and more. He needed it bad and wanted to get as much dick as possible in him. He had never imagined he would ever feel like this in his life. Adam never wanted it to stop. “See bitch, you like it raw don’t ya?” Dean asked as he continued to pummel Adam’s pussy. “YES!!!! FUCK ME!!! HARDER!!! GIVE ME YOUR LOAD!!!!” “You want my charged load huh bitch?” Dean asked with an evil smile realizing Adam didn’t know what he was asking. “FUCK YES!!!! GIVE IT TO ME!!!!! BREED ME WITH IT!!!!” Adam demanded being totally lost in lust now from the “T”. He wanted to feel this daddy’s load being pumped inside him. He no longer cared about a rubber only being fucked as much as possible. Adam couldn’t believe how energized he was getting fucked by Dean. This could go on forever as so far as he was concerned. He was pushing back to get more of Dean inside him. “Hell ya cunt I’m gonna fill your fucking pussy with my charged jizz slut,” “FUCK YA!!! GIVE IT TO ME!!!!! I WANT YOUR LOAD!!!!” Feeling his balls starting to tingle as he punch fucked Adam, Dean asked the boy, “You want my charged load? Well fucking beg for me to charge your cunt with my load,” Dean commanded the still innocent boy. “FUCKIN’ CHARGE MY ASS!!!!” Adam practically howled going crazy from the fucking he was getting. He didn’t understand what was about to happen to him. He was getting ready to take his first poz load of his life and had been tricked into begging for Dean to poz him. “FUCK YA!!! SLUT!!!!! I’M!!!! GONNA!!! CHARGE!!! THAT!!!! SLUT!!!! CUNT!!!” Yelled Dean as he completely pulled out of Adam’s boy pussy before slamming back into it as hard as he could slamming his churning balls against the boy’s hairless ass. His knew his PA was doing more damage to Adam’s no longer virgin fuck tunnel as he buried it deep as he began to fire volley after volley into Adam. “SHIT!!!! CUMMING!!!! TAKE MY CHARGED!!! LOAD!!!!! IN YOUR!!!! NEG CUNT!!!! SLUT!!!!!!!” Dean howled as he began pumping his load deep into Adam. He began lubing the boy’s raw and damaged fuck tunnel with long slow in and out strokes. He wanted to make sure he worked his toxic load in good and deep into the no longer neg teen. Adam couldn’t believe how good Dean’s load felt inside him. He loved the warm thick gooey man juice coating his colon. He wanted more dicks in him so he could keep enjoying this amazing feeling in his ass. Without thinking about it, Adam started working his ass muscles trying to milk Dean’s wonderful jizz out of his thick eight inch man cock. Dean looked back at the door recognizing one of the four men at the door who had been watching Adam take his first poz load of his life. He grinned at Jack, his friend, motioning with his head at the small toiletries bag on top of his clothes. Dean kept pumping his still hard cock in and out of Adam keeping him distracted from Jack entering the room and opening the bag. Jack understood what Dean wanted to do to the fucking hot twink he had picked up and breed with his toxic seed. Inside the bag were several prepared points. He pulled one out and waited as Dean pulled the dirty jock off the boy’s face. He grinned as soon as he got a good like at the twink. He loved the fact that the boy looked like he was barely sixteen, but knew he had to be at least eighteen. The bath would never risk its license by letting underage boys in. This was going to be hot doing this boy, who looked so young, almost like doing the real thing. Dean knew Jack would help him slam Adam. Once that was accomplished he would let Jack and the other guys at the door take turns before giving Adam another slam and booty bump. Then the no longer innocent eighteen year old would be led the pig sling room where he would spend the rest of the night and possibly a big chunk of the next day being gangbanged by everyone and anyone who wanted a go at his no longer cherry boy ass. Adam was in for the time of his life. Dean sprayed his jock with another big hit of Maximum Impact before dropping it on Adam’s face covering it completely again. As soon as he did Jack hurried over with the point and a rubber tube. They quickly tied it on the flying boy’s arm and stuck him making sure they didn’t get a bubble before injecting it in. Once the syringe was empty they pulled off the rubber tube and waited. Adam was flying from the stuff on Dean’s jock when he felt something tied tightly on his right arm and a slight prick. The tightness on his arm didn’t last very long before it was released. It almost reminded him of time he had gotten his blood drawn once. Suddenly he felt a warm rush move up his arm and into his chest and throat. For a minute it felt like he couldn’t breathe as his heart was beating like mad, then he coughed hard a few times. After coughing he couldn’t believe how good he felt. He felt so alive and really, really needed to have Dean fuck him more. Hell he wanted any dick now fucking him. He was so fucking horny. His ass and cock were tingling. He started trying to work his ass to let Dean know he was ready for more fucking. “Slut’s ready for you guys now come on in and take a ride. I just popped his sweet lil’ cherry ass,” Adam heard Dean say to someone as he pulled the jock off his face. Adam looked up and saw four naked men standing around him stroking their cocks. They looked like they ranged in age from early twenties to in his sixties. The young guy was a well-built muscle stud sporting a nice wedge shaped seven inch cock, the forty-something guy standing next to Dean was a tall Skelton-like man with a thick nine inch long cock. The other two sixty-something men were heavy set bearded bears sporting a couple of very thick six and half and seven inch cocks. Jack was a forty-five year old poz top, who had stopped taking meds a few years back, was leering and drooling at the prospect of pumping his death seed into Adam. His twink ex-boyfriend had cheated on him with another guy more than ten years before and ended up infected him with the virus as a result. He did the whole meds thing for a while, but finally in the end said fuck it. He decided he would share the gift his ex-boyfriend had given him with as many twink boys as he could. His big nine inch death stix usually tempted many drunk, stoned or tweaking fools into letting him breed their asses with his death seed. “These guys enjoyed the show slut and want to take a ride in that hot pussy you have there. I know you’d like that wouldn’t you? Filling that sweet lil’ twat of yours with their charged loads, right cunt?” Dean said as he slid his cock in and out a couple more times the now tweaking cum dump he had just created. This caused Adam to moan before pulling it completely out leaving the eighteen year old wanting more cocks in his now gaping hole. “FUCK YES!!!! I NEED MORE COCK!!!! Breed me!!!!” Adam begged as his ass told him it desperately needed more cock. He couldn’t understand what was coming over him. He had never been this horny in his life. He had to get as much cock in his ass as possible. Dean grabbed something from his small black bag before returning to Adam with a bottle of water. In the meantime Jack climbed on the bed and positioned himself between Adam’s legs. He waited patiently teasing Adam’s still slightly open fuck hole that had started to ooze out some of Dean’s toxic load. Dean offered the now uninhibited twink two Viagra and “X” tablet along with a bottle of water. Dean sprayed some more Maximum Impact on his jock and dropped it back on the boy’s nose and mouth. “Mind if I booty bump the slut some more Dean?” Jack asked holding up the film canister and shaking it. “Nope that’s what it’s for Jack,” Dean replied with an evil smirk. Jack smiled back as he opened the canister shaking out a nice sized shard and then shook some powder on the head of his already cum covered cock head. One of the older bear couple grabbed Adam’s legs and pulled them back so Jack could drop the shard in the boy’s open hole. Jack took the boy’s legs back and lined his cock with the opening. As he shoved his thick nine inch cock in the moaning twink balls deep in a single thrust he announced to the gathered room, “Now it’s time to really knock this slut’s ass up with some poz loads.”