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I've been wanting to get double-fucked for a long time, but it's not easy to get two guys who are both tops, and who are athletic enough to get into a double-fucking position, and get them both hard at the same time... But one night recently it all came together for me and THREE hot hung tops - one asian, one Latino, and one white. The asian was a hot, toned, young fuckbuddy of mine - I'll call him Ryan. He came over first, and cruised the chatrooms with me until we found a smooth athletic Latino top with a big juicy uncut cock (I'll call him Marco) and invited him to join us. When Marco arrived, we all got naked and I started sucking their cocks while they played with each other's nips. Before long Marco started fucking me bareback while I kept sucking Ryan. Watching me take Marco's bare dick up my ass got Ryan all excited, and before long he took a turn fucking me, sliding around in Marco's precum. Marco also fucked Ryan for a while, then I ate out Ryan's freshly-fucked hole while Marco slid back up my ass. Marco started talking about double-fucking me, and (lucky for me) Ryan was more than up for it. I couldn't believe how easily I took both cocks up my ass. It didn't even take any getting used to - it felt awesome right away! And I could tell that it felt pretty good for the tops too, from the way they were moaning and the way their cocks got harder and bigger as they rubbed against each other inside my tight warm hole. After a break for more sucking and nipple play, the tops decided to double-fuck me again. Marco's thick uncut meat went in first, then Ryan shoved his cock in, and I could tell from how hard Ryan's cock was, and the way it was throbbing, that he was going to spooge my hole any second. Sure enough, a minute later he moaned really loud and shot a hot load inside me! Of course the first thing I did when they pulled out was to get my mouth on Marco's slippery cock and slurp Ryan's still-warm spunk off of it! At that point Ryan left us (with a big smile on his face!), and Marco and I kept playing, watching vids, stroking, talking dirty... He used a couple of toys on me and fucked me some more, then we decided to see if we could get another top or vers/top to join us. Before long we found a piggy versatile muscle dad who was into a 3-way with us - I'll call him Dan. Soon Dan was standing in front of us, stripping off and showing us his amazing body - 6-pack abs, a hard round ass, big biceps, sculpted muscular thighs, huge meaty nipples, and a massive thick cock that was already fully erect and almost jumping out of his bulging jockstrap! The three of us got to work, stroking, licking, and sucking each other all over... Marco kissed Dan while I fucked and fingered his juicy pighole, then Marco greedily ate out Dan's ass for a good 20 minutes before fucking him hard and deep. Then Marco let Dan fuck HIM for a while, with me slurping on Dan's ass from below. Of course I made sure I licked both cocks whenever they pulled out of each other's holes! After a while they decided it was time to double-fuck me. I got on all fours, and Marco went in first, straddling me so Dan had room to come up behind him and shove his massive tool in too. I fucking loved it! I was begging them to ram their dicks into me as hard as they wanted, and Dan was grunting louder and louder in response. As Dan's cock rubbed harder and harder against Marco's, Marco began to grunt and moan too, and I knew that I was going to get both their poz loads inside me. I felt Dan's cock grow another size larger and start to throb, like Ryan's had earlier. Marco must have felt it too, because his erection suddenly became as hard as steel and started twitching and jerking inside me! Dan was now power-fucking my tightly-stretched hole like a bull in heat. His moans turned into roars that must have wakened up half the building (it was 5am!), and then Marco started bellowing too, as they both pumped their poz seed deep into my fuckhole!

I’ve been an unrepentant barebacker all my life, even after I tested poz more than 20 years ago. I was 100 percent bottom until about eight or nine years ago, when I discovered the pleasures of breeding men – especially younger guys, whom I feel a special obligation to impregnate with my poz seed for the next generation of pigs. Even though I’m mostly top now, I’m always ready to flip and surrender my hole to other poz/AIDS brothers who will recharge and strengthen my seed. My dick gets rock hard and drips when I think about the hot time I had with a guy I met on the Web several years ago. His name was Alex, and we made a date to meet on one of my semi-regular trips back to my hometown. He said he had full-blown AIDS, and he was looking for pigs who would continue to carry and spread his strain after he croaked. I assured him I’d spread his strains to hundreds of other raw pigs. I explained to him that I have a twisted obsession with poz seed and that nothing gets me hotter than swapping tainted fluids with other poz pigs. He was flattered that I wanted to take and transmit his DNA to the next generation. I went straight to his place after checking into my hotel, and I can still remember how hot he looked when he opened the door, naked except for an open bathrobe. Alex was white, late 40s, 6-foot-2 and about 150 pounds of extremely lean muscle and veins. He had a full, thick black moustache that dominated the sunken cheeks on his gaunt face. His cock was 7 inches, thick and heavy like mine, with a huge mushroom head pierced by a PA. He pulled me to him, twisted my pig tit and shoved his tongue deep into my mouth, and I sucked the taste of beer and cigarettes in his spit. I stripped immediately and couldn’t wait to get his loads inside me. I dropped and took his cock in my mouth, making love to his death tool. I’m not much into oral sex (I prefer a hot mouth on my nipples), but knowing his balls and dick carried the juice that I desperately craved drove me mad with lust, and I worshipped him like a god. I gave myself in complete submission, ready, willing and hoping to do anything he asked in return for the unholy privilege of receiving his toxic cum in my guts. Although he’d stopped taking HIV meds about a year earlier, Alex said he needed Viagra to fuck. So while we waited for his dick to get hard, I gladly fucked him and added my strains with his own death cells inside his guts. Although he was taller than me, I had at least 30 pounds of muscle on him, and I easily pinned him to the bed as I wedged my fat dick into his extremely tight hole. We made love, with lots of kissing and talking nasty about AIDS and death, and I didn’t pull out until I’d dumped three loads of my own dirty seed into his guts. Some of it spilled out when I pulled my cock out of him, so I felched it and fed it back to him in a fucking deep, hot kiss. By that time, Alex’s own death tool cock was rock hard. I jumped in his sling, and he aimed his PA directly at my own rarely fucked hole. Using only spit, he slowly but insistently pushed his whole cock into me. It burned like hell, and I knew he was tearing tissue as started pumping. After about 10 minutes we moved from the sling back to the bed so we could kiss more easily while he shared his gift with me. I noticed something red on his dick, and I reached down and fingered my hole to confirm I was bleeding. Strung out on poppers and lust, I begged Alex to ram his dick back inside me, which he did. I don’t get fucked often and it was all I could do to withstand his assault, but the knowledge that he was already dripping deadly precum into my bloodstream only made me hungry for more. We were drenched in sweat and the smell of poppers as he pumped my cunt for another 15 minutes, sharing lots of deep kisses and twisted talk about worshipping AIDS. Finally, my new lover spewed a huge load of his death seed deep into my guts. The intense connection we shared was overwhelming, like a true spiritual experience, and I remember wishing I could die right there as his spasming cock still spewing poison into me. When Alex finally pulled out, my muscle cunt clamped tight to keep his death juice deep inside. I greedily licked the remnants of cum and blood from his dick and shared the precious mixture with him in lots of deep kisses. I spent the night at his place, where we got high on beer, pot, piss and AIDS lust. He dumped three more loads in my hole and I gave him two more of my own seed to share with other pigs. I don’t know if he did: I heard from another bud that Alex died two weeks later. Fortunately, he still lives deep in my sick brain and in the toxic DNA that I continue to spread to other brothers who share my dark, twisted passion.

Seems some people are sexually motivated to make a connection with the other person, while people like me like would prefer a completely anonymous pump-and-dump. Which type are you?

You should try to make it happen...

I walked into the shower, casual as could be, and turned on the shower closest to the entrance. I was foolish to think I would be safer closer to the door but that's the one I took. But the shower didn't work. I tried another and another, till I found one near the back that brought forth a spray of warm water. Justin was there, under a shower on the opposite side, and I almost left. But it would have been too obvious, and when I gave a furtive glance in his direction, trying not to look at his magnificent, muscular body, but looking anyway, I stayed. I adjusted the temperature and stood with my back to him, my head tilted up into the spray. I soaked up the warmth for several minutes then punched the soap dispenser. It was empty. I reached over to the next dispenser and punched it, but it was empty too and I swore under my breath. I heard the rapid punching of Justin's dispenser behind me. "Here, I tried `em all, and they're all empty except mine," he said, his voice suddenly closer behind me. "Gonna have to get on Billie's ass about that." I knew how he and the other guys would do that. Billie was the towel boy; that's what they called him. He was the coach's assistant. He laundered the towels and whatever else he found laying around the locker room, and cleaned the place and kept the soap dispensers filled, or was supposed to. I thought they abused Billie but he didn't seem to mind all the indignities they heaped on him. He worshipped the hunky athletes, and reveled in their attention; in a way, much the same as I did. I turned to find Justin standing close, holding out his cupped hands full of liquid soap. I put my hands out for the soap but much to my surprise he put his hands up and dumped it on my chest and quickly rubbed it over my chest before it all ran down. "Thanks," I said in a hoarse voice. "Yeah," he grunted as he turned away from me. My chest tightened at the sight of him walking back to his shower; his round, tight butt, his incredibly muscular legs, the wide, muscle-heaped shoulders. He took my breath away, and I think he knew it. He was so intimidating; both his overall size and muscularity, and specifically the size of his cock. I turned to face the wall again; I felt safer if I did not look at him. I didn't hurry so it would be noticed, but I didn't linger unnecessarily. I waited for the suds I'd worked up to wash down my body. I waited...I waited, to see if he was going to do anything. If he did, there was nothing I could do about it. He out-weighed me by a good forty pounds, and it was all rock-solid muscle. Rippling, beautiful, hard muscle. If he did, well, I would submit like I always did. Part of me wanted him to; maybe that was the reason I didn't rush. Truth, I said I didn't linger unnecessarily, but I could've left the shower sooner than I did. A lot of me wanted him to try something; despite the risk and the pain I knew he would cause. If he got rough, it could be worse, but I had endured it before. I heard a noise from the locker room and jumped. "It's just Coach Baldwin coming in," Justin said. Yes, Coach Baldwin. I was sure he knew about what sometimes went on in the showers. He never came back to the showers, but more than once he had seen Justin come back into the locker room, dripping wet, and me, a few minutes behind him; just the two of us back there, too often to be coincidental. Yeah, he knew what went on back there, and in that, gave his approval, just like he never said anything about the way they treated Billie. I was pretty sure the coach knew I was gay, but he chose not to make an issue of it, and I think that was partly because he thought I might be handy to have around for his players to get their satisfaction and work off their frustrations. I wasn't doing that; so far, it was only Justin, but I think he thought I was. I jumped at the feel of Justin's hand on my butt. "Didn't mean to scare you," he said huskily. Nothing else was said. I knew what he wanted; what he was going to do. He smoothed his big hands all over my butt, squeezing the taut muscles with his big, thick fingers that wrapped so easily around a football, now probing between my buns. His hands were slick with liquid soap. I let out a little gasp when he touched my asshole with the tip of his finger. Dreading it or wanting it, I was ready for him. Okay, I guess I did linger on purpose; hell I had even flushed out for him, just in case. He would find me squeaky clean, as always. He didn't like it if he pulled his cock out of my ass and he wasn't clean, so I began coming to the showers prepared for any eventuality. He shoved his strong, thick finger deep inside me, probing for the spot that he knew would drive me crazy and get me all primed for him. I gasped and whined like a baby when he found my prostate. He knew right where to go and what to do to get me going. In no time, he had me squirming around on his long, meaty finger, twisting my hips around, moaning and thrusting my butt back against his hand. I waited for him to use the second finger. Fuck! I whispered to myself when he shoved them both inside me. He had big, long, thick fingers. Two of his fingers felt like a small cock. His cock would feel like a stallion. He probed my ass with both fingers, gouging deep, then found my prostate again. I was practically dancing on the balls of my feet, squirming around on his hand. I could hardly stand it when he did that. He could make me come just doing that to my prostate but he didn't know that, and he didn't ever spend enough time doing it to get me off, for which I was glad. If he did, he would go right ahead and fuck me even if I shot off. He pulled his fingers out and I glanced over my shoulder to see him walking back to his shower. He's not leaving me like this, I thought frantically. I was scared of being fucked, and of being caught, but God, I would go nuts if he left me high and dry. But he punched the soap dispenser and came back with a handful of soap that he spread over his cock and between my buns. I looked over my shoulder to watch him lube up his cock. It was huge and beautiful; awesome, thick. The size...it was at least nine inches long, and as thick as my wrist. I was glad that it wasn't as thick as Justin's wrist. The head was enormous; fuck, it looked the size of a baseball. He gently kicked my feet wider apart and pressed his hand against the small of my back, urging me to take my stance. I knew how he wanted me; we'd done it enough times. I stood with my hands against the tiled wall, my back arched, my butt jutted out to him. He liked for me to arch my back because he said it tilted my butt up just right. He rinsed the soap off his hands and clasped them around my hipbones to hold me fast as he shoved his cock between my slick buns. The head found its way--it had been there many times--and pushed anxiously at my hole. I braced myself, cringing already in anticipation of the pain that I knew was coming. I tried to focus past it, to the intense pleasure that would follow, but always the fright of the pain stood in the way till it was past. He pushed hard and with a soft grunt the head of his cock slipped through my hole. "UUUhnnnnnnn," I moaned softly, throwing my head back. No matter how many times, I was never prepared for that initial burst of pain. "Yeah, you know it's gonna hurt going in," he said apologetically. It always hurt like hell when he shoved it through my hole; so bad I thought I might pass out. But I knew it would pass and then start to feel good in a minute or two when he buried it in deep. I prayed for the seconds to pass, and counted them down. I cringed with my eyes tightly shut, sucking in quiet gasps of air, trying to ride it out as his huge cock burrowed up inside me. I never ceased to wonder where it all went, but he was skilled at dodging any obstacles in his way and lodging it hard and deep in my guts. I counted the seconds as I was slowly impaled on the big club, till I felt his hard, hairy lower abs pressed against my spread butt, for I knew when I felt that, the pain would quickly subside. "Fuck, yeah, you're hot and tight as ever," he said as he pulled back on my hipbones to lock us tightly together. He held us tight for a moment, causing his big cock to buck and throb inside me; so tight that I couldn't move, and I wanted to. He was in me and the pain was subsiding and I wanted him to fuck me, or me fuck him. I wanted to move around on his cock, to make it rub against all the nerve endings, and to slide across my prostate. Finally, he loosened his grip, eased back and drove his cock back in and began to fuck me. "Ohhh, Godddd," I gasped as I rode back on his cock, clawing at the cool tiles on the wall. "Yeah, you like it, don't you?" "You know I do," I said. "You always act like you're afraid of me; afraid I'm going to come over to you." "Wouldn't you be if you had that horse cock of yours facing you?" I said. "But you like it," he said as he sloshed his cock in and out of me. "Yes, but I dread it going in." "I could use some of that stuff that numbs your ass but it would also numb my cock and we would be here till Tuesday," he said. "I don't think my ass could take that much drilling with your cock," I said. "Then we gotta do it the way we do it," he said. The way he said it, it was like fucking my ass was his God-given right, that I was put on earth for this purpose and he was preordained to fuck me any time he pleased. Maybe he was right. Little by little I leaned over, clawing my way down the tiled wall, hunkering back onto his cock, till I was bent over with my shoulders against the wall. I grabbed one of my ankles and pressed my right shoulder against the wall to keep my balance. I was able to watch Justin's hairy legs between mine as he thrust his cock in me. I reached back between my legs and grasped one of his calves. It was rock-hard, bulging as he rose up on the balls of his feet with each thrust. I took hold of his heavy balls with my other hand. "Aww, yeah, squeeze 'em," he groaned. "Hey, when you're done back here, Justin, I need to see you before you take off," came the voice from the doorway. I cringed at the sound of the coach's voice. It was the first time he'd ever come back to the showers when he knew Justin was back there and I wondered why this time. I was appalled to see his frame in the doorway. "Yes, sir, coach," Justin said without missing a stroke. The coach stood in the doorway and watched us for a moment. I saw his hand drop to the front of his jeans but it didn't linger. Then he turned and left. "So he does know," I said. "Sure he knows. Does that bother you?" "I would've preferred to believe he didn't," I said. Justin laughed. "He's known for quite a while. He says it's good for us, to get our rocks off and relieve the pressure. Which by the way, I'm gonna have to do," he said as he increased his speed and started slamming his cock into me. "Coach says he wants to see me, he don't like to be kept waiting." "Ohhh...Ohhh...Ohhh, fuck!" I groaned with the sudden roughness. Justin was usually gentle, but I liked his rough side as well. It was like he owned me; like I was his slave and he could fuck me any way he damn well pleased, and I didn't mind that. "I'm gonna come in a minute," he warned. "Can I have your load this time, if you can pull out?" I asked. "You want it in your mouth?" "Yes. I haven't had it that way for a long time." "Sure, any way you want it. I like shooting in your mouth and on your face, and watching you swallow it," he said. "You gotta swallow it if I give it to you that way." "Yes, I will. You know I will," I said. I hadn't planned on swallowing his come but I would now because that's what Justin wanted and he would be watching to see that I did. One thing he didn't like was to see his precious semen washing across the floor and swirling down the drain. I thought it odd that he thought it was so precious; fuck, he got it off so often, wasted it much of the time. When I sucked him off, on my knees under a shower, I liked to get a mouthful of warm semen and work it around in my mouth then let the shower spray gurgle and wash the come out, but he didn't like that. Swallowing it pure, I had a hard time getting the stuff down; it was so thick, and there was so much of it. Even when he shot on my face, he quickly scooped it up with his fingers and fed it to me before the shower spray could wash it off. I always tried to keep my hands off my own cock when I was doing Justin because I got too hot and excited and I didn't want to go off before he did, because without the desire, it was even harder to swallow his semen. Now, I wrapped one hand around my cock and started jacking off. I wanted to come with him. "Ohh, fuck...fuck, here it comes!" he announced as he thrust harder. "Give it to me," I reminded him. "Yeah...fuck...just a couple...more strokes...Ohh, Ohhhhhhh." Suddenly he pulled his cock out of my ass and I quickly turned around and dropped to my knees in front of him. He clasped one hand on top of my head and thrust his hips forward as he pounded his big meat with his fist. I opened my mouth wide to give him an easy target. Suddenly his cock erupted, sending a thick rope of semen sailing across the space between us that landed squarely in my mouth. "Fuck, bull's eye!" Justin exclaimed. He hit another bull's eye, and another, then his legs began shaking and his hand was unsteady and he was splattering come all over my face. Several more shots landed in my mouth then he shoved his cock in my mouth to finish off. I wallowed his warm, thick semen around his belching cock then opened my mouth for what was left that he'd scooped up to feed me. "Oh, fuck, man, you really know how to bring a guy off," he gasped. He didn't linger as he usually did, to let me suck and drain every drop of his precious man juice out of him. He pulled his cock out and walked back to his shower to wash off. I knelt there with my head laid back, jacking myself off as I savored the taste of the big stud's semen. As I got closer, I jacked harder, and I started groaning and whimpering with the pleasure that was building up in me. I wasn't going to open my mouth and let the shower spray gush in and dilute the precious nectar that was left on my tongue. I wanted to savor it. Finally, the dam burst and I started coming and swallowing the last of Justin's load at the same time. I was in a dark, steamy cloud of ecstasy as I trembled through my climax, oblivious of all else around me. "Fuck, you really shoot." I blinked my eyes open as I was aware of Justin's big hand squeezing my shoulder, to see him still standing right beside me, watching me jack off and shoot my load. I was glad he'd stayed to watch me but he didn't linger. "Be sure and rinse down the shower floor before you leave; that stuff's slick and somebody's liable to fall," he told me as he left the shower room. After a moment to recover I managed to get to my feet and stagger back under the spray of water to finish my shower. I took my time, washing my ass good, shoving my fingers way up inside. Even after I'd shot my load, my fingers still felt good. I wouldn't have minded all that much if Justin had come back and wanted to fuck me again. Or, hell, one of the other guys. I fantasized about that, being gang fucked by a bunch of the jocks. I wondered if they ever did that to Billie. Several weeks later...weeks without any sex or even overtures from Justin...I found myself in the shower with a bunch of the other jocks. Nothing unusual about that; it was the times when Justin and I were alone that were unusual. With the rest of the guys everything was normal; I was as straight as any of them. There was the usual banter, the vulgarity, the talk and lies about sex and I was quickly caught up in it. Till suddenly I felt a hand on my bare ass. I jumped and snapped my head around to see Justin standing there, under my shower with me, smiling. I blinked with surprise, gaped at him, thinking, no, he can't be serious...not here, not now...not with all the guys around. But his hand was still on my butt and he was squeezing it and his thumb had found its way deep into my ass crack. And to top it off, I saw the way his other hand was cupped, full of liquid soap that he fully intended to use. "No," I said quietly, shaking my head. "Yeah," he said. "It's your fantasy. You've mentioned it more than once. Let me get it started and you can live out your fantasy." "No, man," I said again. I didn't know when I'd mentioned to Justin that I would like to have the experience of being had by a whole locker room full of jocks, but he had gotten the idea somewhere. "It's just a fantasy," I told him, admitting to it. We were having this conversation in undertones, as if we were the only two in the shower, but in fact there were...I quickly glanced about to count...nine other guys in the showers and that frightened me. It would turn into a nightmarish gang fuck. I wanted it to remain a fantasy for the time being, something I could jerk off to in the quiet and safety of my room. But Justin wasn't having it. He dumped the liquid soap into his other hand then rubbed it into the crack of my ass, deep, so his slick fingers penetrated my hole. He used the other slick hand to lube up his cock. "Don't do this, Justin," I said quietly, still not wanting to attract attention to us. I was too scared to look around and see if anyone was watching us "Please, man, don't." But he wasn't listening. Next thing I knew, he had his hand spread out across the small of my back and was pushing down. "Arch your back," he said, his voice a little louder. He was trying to attract the others' attention! "Hey...take a look!" someone said quietly, and I knew we had been noticed. No way we couldn't be, even with all the thick steam. Two guys just don't get that close in the shower without being noticed, especially if one of them is bent over. "Fuck, what's he doing?" someone asked. "Looks like he's gonna do just that...fuck him." "No way." "Looks like way." I was bent over with my face and hands pressed flat against the tile wall; the stance that I was all too familiar with. I felt tears streaming down my face; tears of embarrassment, humiliation, hell, maybe even joy. I should've escaped...I could've, I was close to the door, and Justin would not have come after me...but something held me there; a force that I was powerless to fight. I defined it later as gay lust. Yeah, gay, because it had to be obvious to every guy in the shower that this wasn't the first time this had happened; I wasn't fighting Justin off. I wasn't even protesting that much. I closed my eyes to block out the reality of nine other guys in the shower, and braced myself for the onslaught of Justin's huge cock penetrating my hole. I was about to get fucked in front of nine other jocks and within an hour word would be all over school. But I couldn't worry about that now, and closing my eyes gave me the feeling that I was safe and alone with the big jock like all the other times; if I could not see the other naked athletes, they could not see us. But I could hear their lewd remarks, now closer, as well as their body heat as they gathered in closer around us. Justin shoved and my asshole spread open against the pressure and he was suddenly inside me. I was no stranger to Justin's cock and I took him easily, determined and able to hide the initial pain. "Holy Shit!" somebody said. "Did you see the way he took that?" "Damn, Justin, how long have you been fucking that?" Justin just laughed. "Fuck, man, I want some of that. I never fucked a guy's ass before." "Does he suck?" someone asked. "Maybe he would suck me while you're fucking him, and get me all primed." "You can try it. I don't know, myself, I've always used this end," Justin said. It sort of hurt that he said it like he was using me, but it was the truth, and I never minded. Not even now, that my fantasy was coming to life. I could sense that they were all gathered around us. Bravely, I opened my eyes to see a wall of muscular, naked, wet jocks with cocks of every size and shape being stroked, or standing out, throbbing. I didn't put a face to a cock, or body, for that matter; I didn't look up. I didn't want to see their faces. One of the cocks came closer and rubbed against the side of my face. I could feel the slick precum. From the other side another cock more boldly rubbed across my lips and I could taste his precum. "Wanta open up for me? Please?" I barely hesitated. I didn't open my mouth but I let my lips go slack and he shoved his cock through. He put his hands on the side of my head and began thrusting in and out. The tears, now, were tears of happiness as I let him fuck my mouth. I was suddenly in heaven; I was in my fantasy. Justin got off in my ass and pulled out. Another jock took his place. I surprised myself, wishing he was bigger, like Justin. I didn't know I had become so used to, or even addicted to the size of Justin's cock, and even the way he moved. I was so focused on my ass that I was taken by surprise when I felt come spurting in my mouth. I might've started to jerk away but the hands held my head in place and I became what would be the depository for all of them. It was a gang fuck in its purest sense. I was being skewered from both ends. As one cock emptied into my mouth or my ass another quickly took its place, and I found myself anticipating the next one. I was sure I took them all at both ends, some more than once because I know I got fucked more than nine times. I lost track of the number of cocks I sucked. A couple of them tasted like cum when they where shoved into my mouth and I knew they had just pulled out of my ass and walked around in front. It was a wonderful, exhausting time. While it was happening I gave no thought to the aftermath; what they might do or say when they were finished with me. I began to be concerned about that as they began to go back to their own showers and I was left with one cock still ramming my ass and another in my throat, which had been forcibly opened up. Moments later, I stood bent over against the wall, alone under my shower. I straightened up, still facing the wall and punched the soap dispenser. I felt cum running out of my ass and I reached back for a feel, and found a gaping hole. I shoved two fingers through it; I think I could've shoved my fist inside my ass. I squeezed my ass muscles but it didn't close up around my fingers. I wondered how long it would take to close up. "Man, that was fuckin' hot," someone said. "Yeah, that was some fuckin' hot ass," said another. They talked as if I weren't there. It sort of hurt, yet I was glad for the anonymity. Gradually, the shower emptied and I was indeed alone. Then I wasn't. "Hey, Coach wants to see you when you're finished." I glanced around to see Justin at the door, dressed now in his gym shorts and T-shirt and sneakers, and his baseball cap pulled low over his face. "Okay," I said, suddenly very nervous. I couldn't imagine what he wanted; what his reaction would be to what had just gone on in the shower, for surely he knew. "Hey...thanks. I hope you enjoyed it," Justin said. "Thanks from all the guys." "Yeah, it was good. You're all welcome," I said, without meaning. I lingered under the shower as I listened for the banter and the noise in the locker room to die down. I didn't want to be out there among them. When it was quiet, I turned off the water and grabbed a towel on the way out of the shower. I dried off haphazardly as I walked back to the locker room and wrapped it around my waist before I began gathering up my uniform. I folded and stacked everything neatly in a pile, set my cleats and helmet on top then I went into the coach's office. "You wanted to see me, Coach?" I said as I walked up and set my uniform on the corner of his desk. He looked at it, then at me, with a confused scowl. "What's this?" "I figured that's what you want to see me about." "No, not if this is what it looks like; looks like you're turning in your uniform," he said as he rubbed one hand over my helmet. "When I want it, I'll ask for it." "Oh." "Sit down, Ace," he said. Coach called everybody Ace when he didn't remember their names. "Well, I guess you know, now, that I know what goes on back in the showers." "I've thought you probably did all along, but I preferred to think you didn't," I said as I sat on the old couch across from his desk. I adjusted the towel, but with one ankle cocked up on my other knee, I knew he could see under it. I had a sneaking suspicion that since he knew and he was okay with it....well, I wasn't sure what I thought. "Well, I wanted you to know for sure that I know," he said. "That was the first time with all of them," I said. "It's only been with Justin." "I sort of suspected that. I don't want you to feel uncomfortable about it," he said. "I want you to know I'm okay with it, whether it's just Justin or the entire team, whatever you boys do, as long as nobody gets hurt." "I'm glad to hear you say that." "It's good for the guys to relieve the pressure, you know how that is," he said with a smile. "As long as nobody gets hurt. What I mean is, you're not being forced into anything, are you? Justin's never forced you, has he? You weren't forced just now, were you? I wouldn't want that to happen." I knew that what he did not want to hear that I was being forced, because then he would have to deal with it. "No, Justin has never forced me," I said. "They ganged you. What about that?" he asked. "Well, I wasn't expecting it when Justin started fooling around in front of everybody and I told him no." "Then he should've stopped." "I could've gotten away from him," I said in Justin's defense. "Not from all nine of them. Why you would've been fighting off a ton of muscle," he said. "I was close to the door. I could've gotten away," I said. "And where would you have gone? They likely would've come after you if they were horny enough." "Maybe, but I didn't even try," I said. "So...you...more or less let it happen." "Not more or less. I did let it happen. It was going to happen sometime," I said with a shrug. "It was a fantasy of mine. Justin knew that." "Oh, really." He leaned back in his chair with a smile. "Can't tell you how happy I am with the way you're dealing with this." "How else am I supposed to handle it? I'm gay, Coach. Everybody knows it now." I could see the muscles in his arm flex as he was rubbing his hand casually over his crotch. "Well, I just want you to know I respect you for who you are, not what you are," he said. Then he shoved my uniform to the corner of the desk. "You can take this with you when you go. When I want it, I'll ask for it." I nodded and stood up. I went over to get the uniform, and got what shouldn't have been a surprise. He wasn't just rubbing his crotch, he was stroking his cock! It was sticking out the leg of his PE shorts. I picked up my uniform and helmet without taking my eyes off of his cock. He shoved his hand down to the base and held it straight up through his fist, tall. thick and throbbing about eight inches. There was precum streaming down the shaft. "Think you could handle a little more," he said. Looking back now, I think that was my defining moment that I was more than just gay; I was a slut. I had just been fucked by nine guys, and sucked most of them off, and my mouth was watering at the sight of the coach's big cock, and I had to swallow my spit. I didn't really like the man, but he had always treated me okay and right at that moment I was liking him more. I glanced around at the door. I hadn't closed it. "It's okay, there's nobody else around," he said. "But someone could come in," I said. "Close the door then," he said. I walked over to close the door, still with my uniform and helmet in my arm. I had a fleeting thought that I should leave, walk away from it. But it was out there between us now and it would be there the next day, and the next and the next, every time I saw the coach, just like it was out there with all of the guys, and probably the whole damned school by morning.. I closed the door and flipped the lock then laid my uniform and helmet on the chair. When I went back around the desk, Coach's PE shorts were down around his ankles, his big cock standing tall and proud. I went to my knees and pulled the shorts off and tossed them aside. Then I moved between his knees with my arms laid across his massive, hairy thighs and took hold of his cock. I swallowed, audibly loud. I was already licking my lips. The End (If you liked the story--or if you didn't--I would appreciate hearing from you at Peterbilt1228@live.com . Especially if you've had any similar experiences, or anything close; I would like to hear about it. I get a lot of my inspiration and ideas from readers). Thanks, Pete

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To see My Load Deep In You's original blog post click here There's a really young (23)Latino guy that's been hitting me up on Manhunt for the past month or so. He's not really my type on account of the fact that he's so young and not really in the best shape. But, last night I was horny since I hadn't shot since Monday, and was cruising on line. He emailed me saying, "When are you going to feed my your load?" That was pretty much all it took to get me interested. As it turns out, he's within walking distance of my place, which compensates for him being so young. I got to his place, he got on his knees and got right to work. He's a natural at what he does. He really enjoyed being face fucked, and was able to deep throat quite well. I kept asking if he wanted my load, if he were a cum hound, if he liked swallowing semen, and each time, he gave the right answer! After about ten minutes of this, I unleashed my swimmers down his throat and damned if he didn't swallow every drop. The great thing about this whole scene was that it was all about me. He was fully clothed the whole time, and didn't touch his crotch even once. I think I might have found a new regular cocksucker. More...

A bunch of loads from one guy doesn't count... What's the most loads you've taken in your ass in a night or in a day? How many loads, how many different guys? Tell us about it... How'd you get the loads?

This is just for poz guys... Wondering what you'd do if you were neg...

If you think criminalization of HIV isn't a problem NY State has filed a motion saying they want to keep a poz guy in jail INDEFINITELY. He's completed his sentence of 12 years for statutory rape and reckless endangerment for transmitting HIV, but that's not long enough to prosecutors and now they're trying an end run around the law to keep him in jail for pretty much the rest of his life. Check out the details on poz.com.. http://www.poz.com/rssredir/articles/Williams_sentence_prison_1_18336.shtml This is just crazy. The guy served his time, and HIV isn't even all that deadly anymore... We're supposed to have the rule of law! Hopefully it'll all get worked out, but it's terrible that people would think this sort of thing is OK...

You can post your XTube videos here if you want. Just get the 'v' parameter out of the URL and put it between [ xtube ] and [ /xtube ] (take out the spaces)... Here's one of my video. Need to get around to uploading more...

Just want to do a post to make it clear that all sorts of topics are OK here, and to show you can embed YouTube clips and have polls in your posts... I watch Real Housewives of NYC all the time. The weird part is that a lot of the women I liked in previous seasons are total fuck ups this season. "Countess" LuAnn De Lesseps has gone off the deep end. When her husband (the count) divorced her she couldn't take a joke when someone called her "Countless". Then she's been discouraging Jill from making up with Bethenny. And now she's decided she's a singer and has come up with a song "Money Can't Buy You Class" which is horribly ironic since all her money (and a marriage to a count) didn't get it through her head that songs like this are degrading and classless.... I mean what WAS she thinking? If you want to embed a YouTube video in a post, get the 'v' parameter out of the YouTube URL and then put it in a line that looks like this... [ youtube ] k4XbM6_-deE [ /youtube ] Only take all the spaces out of that line (if I don't put spaces in, the video will show instead).

To see My Load Deep In You's original blog post click here Monday I ran into a bud online, and asked him if he wanted my load. He said he did, and that a friend of his was gonna come over and fuck him. I played with the two of them a few weeks ago, so was totally up for it. When I got there, the bottom got on his knees and started blowing us two tops. This went on for a bit, and the other top wanted to fuck and unload. Before he did though, he said, "Why don't you have a go at it?" I knew the bottom had been fucked about an hour prior, so was willing to slide in on some other stud's semen. Felt REALLY good sliding in. I'd never fucked this guy before, only been blown by him. His loaded up hole felt so smooth as it conformed to the shape of my cock. He and the other top began egging me on, telling me to go ahead and unload. When I did, the bottom was milking the cum out of my tool. When I pulled out, you could see some of my seed oozing out of the hole. The other top commented on how hot it looked, and slide his black tool in, remarking on how my load made the hole even smoother and silkier. He fucked for a good ten minutes and dumped two loads in the bottom. The bottom then told us he had to leave to go get his fifth and final load of the night. He texted me today that he did, in fact, get not only the fifth load, but also a hot piss shower from the same guy. He was in pig heaven. More...

Click here to see Hot Pigg's original blog post Top SeedI got really horny to fuck a cute little bottom at the beginning of the week. Oddly enough I found one on manhunt that was willing to do BB. No talk of status so I dreamed in my head that he was neg. Anyway, there wasn't much chatter and then he was heading over. Thought he wasn't going to show b/c his screenname was still listed as logged on. He did and was adorable. Southeast Asian but looked more latin, about 5'6" and toned body with beautiful tanned skin. He had a nice little bubble butt too. I told him I wanted just a pump and dump and he was good for that. Didn't go that way. I fucked him for about ten minutes before his hot ass made me blow my seed. He took it like a champ AND wanted more. "Can you go again?" Hell yeah. So much for the pump and dump. We fucked more and I loaded his ass again. Love the sound of a squishy ass. That made it easy to stay hard. After the second load, I wanted to blow on on his hot face. Took me longer this time but still had cum in me to load his face. I videoed it. He he he. He doesn't know so this one will not be posted. It's my own little stash. Third Times the Charm I ended up getting toasted with friends on saturday and ended up at the Rainbow booths again. It was rainy so not as busy as I wanted it to be. I was very all the colors of the rainbow. Took a load from a latin, a black, and a white. I wasn't leaving till I at least got three loads. I kept farting the smell of cum even as I got ready for work the next morning. Till next load... More...

Click here to see Hot Pigg's original blog post So the hottest Latin twink that I have seen in at least four years just left my apt. I had been talking to him online but with work meeting really hadn't panned out. I wasn't going to see him tonight either but he told me he was going to stop hooking due to beginning to date a guy. I couldn't let fucking him pass me by. I told him I would stay up and he could come over. I had the idea he wasn't real b/c he was just too hot in his pics but all that was squashed when I opened the door to this hot twink. He's 5'9" and about to be 22 yrs old. Latin mix with beautiful long features and a killer dick. We stripped. I had porn playing. We made out. I put the blindfold on him. I have found that I like it on me too. It helps you focus on the feeling of the what is happening instead of being distracted by visuals. I fucked him on his stomach and then on his back. He rode me a bit. As he was riding me, he was rubbing his finger on my hole. I got the point and offered my ass if he wanted it. He definitely did and was a great fucker. I literally came just by grabbing my dick. He was a little upset b/c he wanted me to keep fucking him. I calmed him and let him know I'd definitely be up for another round. He kept fucking me until he blasted a load in my ass. He was so hot and being loaded made me so horny that my dick never went down from me coming. I climbed off of him and shoved my dick in him pounding away for about 15 mins before blasting my load in him. It was so hot to know my cum was all over his body and his cum was in my ass as I fucked the shit out of him. We talked a bit after that. A really adorable cute kid. This relationship he is going in is toxic but I know he is only going to find out by himself. I did let him know that I am a stranger and he mentioned a lot of red flags but few green ones. I hope he gets hurt in a way so that way he learns but I also hope he doesn't get hurt and it lasts. Who knows with young love... Till next load... More...

To see Street Muscle 501's original blog post click here... I meet a hot sinewy twink yesterday on D-List. His name was Martin. Nice tight muscled body and damn cute face. He was all about me...and I def. was into him so we met up at his place after chatting a bit on line. As soon as I got in the door of his place he got to knelling in front of me, putting his moist lips against my tight jeans bulge. He immediately got my cock growing.. I could feel his breath on my cock through the thick layer of the denim of my jeans. The warmth of his breath made my cock throb and jerk as I felt my cock pumping out a stream of pre-cum soaking into the denim of my crotch. With his firm but gentle hands Martin unbuttoned my jeans making my cock slap back against my stomach when it was finally released from its holdings. Martin took my cock in his hand and gently worked his mouth onto my cock. He immediately closed his mouth over my cock, his tongue teasing me and he succeeded in making my balls tingle from the sensational pleasures. I looked down admiring his succulent features as he nuzzled my gonads and sucked on my throbbing knob like a true professional.His warm moist mouth sucked my cock deep down his throat. He worked my cock for what seemed like hours...it felt soooo good. He stopped sucking long enought to ask if I would fuck him. Hell yeah!!! I got him out his low-rise jeans and t-shirt and put him on his fours on the bed with his butt sticking in the air. I teased his anus with my toungue and then replaced it with my rock hard cock. First I felt the resistance of his anal muscles, but it did not stop me. Having greased my cock with his own saliva, I shoved it as deep as I could. He moaned deeply. Fuck it was hot plowing this cute boy, totally unspoiled.. I fucked him hard and he kept begging for more. I loved the way his hole pulsated and contracted around my hard bare cock. I packed his tight ass good with my firm cock Oh yeah! I fucked this boy in all kinds of positions, and oh how he moaned! After a good hour of intense fucking a creamed his ass deep! He jacked his sweet dick as I keep pumping his ass until he explode a geyser of cum all over both of us! HAWT FUCK!! More...

To see My Load Deep In You's original blog post click here Dumped a load in a hot hole that I'd never dumped in before. He usually just sucks me off, but I fucked him tonight. He already had one load in him, so... It felt great. More to follow later. More...

Click here to see Bareback Slut Sailor's original blog post... You guys i am so sorry i forgot all about sharing my 3some movie with you guys if you wanna see it ill have a webcam viewing 10pm eastern standard 26th of april and 28th on yim (barebacksailor30@yahoo.com) let me know what you think all i ask is that you dont try and record it or nothing like that plz. More...

To see Billy Twee's original blog post click here The good thing, about having friends in from out of town, is that you often get around to doing things you've been meaning to do, but for whatever reason, haven't. I mean, who ever heard of a San Franciscan who hasn't taken the tour of Alcatraz? Well, I haven't and I know of many other locals who haven't either. I need a friend who wants to go to Alcatraz and then I'll finally do it. Friends from SoCal came up for the Cockpit Party last Thursday night, and we all agreed to hit the Steamworks in Berkeley on Friday night, which we did. I've been to Steamworks many times and have blogged about my encounters there, but I'd never stayed later than 9 p.m. We checked in around 5 p.m., and it seemed slow for a Friday (the Steamworks has been pretty good for me, as far as daytime action is concerned), but while there was a drag for a while, overall it was busy enough, so we renewed our rooms...they had planned to do so anyway, and I eventually did so myself...I know, it was out of character...but that's the point: do something new or different and you'll surprise yourself. We checked out at 8 a.m., Saturday, and I drove us back into The City. The biggest surprise is that I wasn't the least bit tired...it didn't catch up with me until early Sat. evening. But here's how it went for my first All-Nighter ever. Check in: 5 p.m. #1 Over the Hill Surfer, 5:30 p.m., tall, slender, pretty much hairless on his body but he made up for it with a full head of blonde hair...nice man-face, good kisser, kinda affectionate...couldn't get it up...left at his discretion, and I told him I hoped he'd come back..more about him later. #2 Samoan Top, 6:15 p.m., I don't know if this guy is Samoan or not...what the govt. probably says is that he's Pacific Islander. I know better: there are Polynesians, Melanesians, Micronesians and some subgroups which the white man bureaucrats simply lump in together as 'Pacific Islanders,'...I'd be annoyed, just as white man's nomenclature of 'Asian' pretty much lumps in 3/4 of humanity into one big group...Chinese, Japanese, Koreans, Vietnamese, Thais, etc. are all distinctive, too different to be dissed as 'Asian,' but by the same token, white man also uses the term 'Caucasian' for biological types native to Europe, North Africa and the Near East, as well as parts of the Eurasian land mass...how sillyass is that? But I digress: this top certainly looked Samoan to me: big, barrel chest, big arms, thick neck, small ass to push it in with, it was average-sized but torpedo-shaped...ST slammed my ass for a good 15 minutes, alas, wearing a condom. The last Samoan top I had buggered me butthole in Palm Springs and dumped a goodsized load. This guy didn't come; I checked his condom when he left. Nice guy, though. From 7 p.m. to about 10 p.m., nothing happened!! I trolled the halls myself...not much goin' on anywheres. #3 Politico, 10 p.m. I don't know if this guy is a politician or not, but he sure sounded like one: smooth talker, generous with the nice comments, flattering me with words about how handsome I am, what a nice ass I've got, etc. Politico (and God I really do wish he were a closeted office holder/high ranking bureaucrat...that would be so hot, and a first for me) fucked me good with a thick, fat dick...yowza...this was the best fuck of the night. Don't know if he came or not...handsome devil in sort of an Irish way, mature face, full head of hair, nice smile. I wonder if bottoms in Wash DC are getting fucked by closeted politicians, oh hot! Yowza! #4 African Guy, 11:30 p.m. He wanted to cuddle, after he couldn't get it up. Breaking the stereotype, he was average sized. Completely hairless body, very sexy, nicely-shaped cock...I wish I could have had it. #5 The return of the Surfer, 12:30 a.m.; they say they'll come back, but they rarely do. He did! I worked on his dick and it stayed spongy and floppy, then low and behold, he came on my belly. I wiped it up with hand and lubed my hole with it. It was the best I could do. This was a nice bod, nice to hold on to. #6 Older White Guy 1:45 a.m....fucked me good with condom. #7 At the fuck bench in the play area, got fucked by a top anonymously in the dark, never saw his face...reached down to feel his cock working my ass: condom! Shit, man! No load, withdrew after a few minutes. #8 Stocky Latino, 3:00 a.m. On the surface, he's one of my types: stocky, muscular build, short dark hair, thick thighs. But then...a dick the size of a peanut with balls resembling a couple of very tiny walnuts. Ah shit! However, after working on his dick for a while, it got rock hard and Stocky Latino gave me a good hard fuck, he fucked with vigor and total domination...he was mostly on his knees as he fucked me on my back. Raw! Don't know for sure if he came or not, but by now my asshole's making those squishy sounds. After he left, I tried to push it out, whatever was up there...nothing came out so I guess it was just my buttjuices. #9 Anonymous Top, 6:00 a.m. Back on the fuckbench, somebody fucked my ass bareback for a few minutes then withdrew. We had attracted a bit of a crowd, so I sucked everybody else, four or five guys, hoping one of them would finish the job. Not only did I fail in that, everybody left after I sucked him off. I cleared out the play area all by myself at 6:00 a.m.! How fucked is that? #10 Inept Chinese Fucker, 7:30 a.m. Still on the fuckbench. This guy tried for 30 minutes to plug my hole with a droopy noodle. He seemed to think the problem was lube, he kept lubing himself up...that's why I call him inept...anybody could go soft, that's part of being male...but this guy wouldn't take the hint: I stopped cooperating after sucking him for 15 minutes or so (this whole exercise lasted about 45 minutes)...and then I kept moving up on the bench so that he couldn't reach my hole...then he'd try to pull me back. I'm not rude...and I'd never 'diss' anyone, but here, I had to pull myself off the bench and leave. It was almost 8 a.m., maybe he was just tired, played out, it happens. On the balance, a very nice night...my pals also had a great time, and I think they'll be back. Thanks Steamworks for the spotless rooms, nice staff, great house music. I renewed my membership and hope to be back soon. More...

Click here to see Spunk Bucket's original blog post... Im just back from the bareback party in Nottingham. The strangest thing happened..... I was topping quite alot.... and I wasnt the only bottom who had turned top either. I started getting ready for the party at about 5pm, getting ready includes the 'you know what' thing, getting cleaned out etc, and dressed for the flight. Unfortunately, douches dont tend to last long when you fly at 20,000 ft in a pressurized cabin. Pressure seems to cause your digestive tract to work a little faster. But anyway, I got my flight at about 20:50. It was about 20 minutes late, but managed to get me to East Midlands Airport in about 25 minutes, quite a quick flight. The sky had gone dark mid flight, and the lights of the East Midlands welcomed the plane as we flew over head. We landed, and I got off, and headed straight to the exit, and got a taxi. The taxi unfortunately, cost 29 quid. How annoying is that. Before we continue.... Various gaydar.co.uk profiles from belfast, had messaged me stating that they were interested in attending the party, I held out hopes that one, if not some or all of these people would be interested in attending. However, they all turned out to be time wasters. Omaghlad30 - Cyber Wanker, wants me to describe the party in detail so he can jack off over his keyboard. d8guy - Said he wanted to attend, said he wanted updates, and in the end he never responded to the updates. shadowkeeper - Also said he wanted to attend, but alas, he is in the same boat as Omaghlad30. CoolConnor28 - "I wana attend.... but I wana see the attendee list first...." - Fucking wank job. Like im gonna do that. Anyhow.... Its not for lack of trying on my part, that I couldnt get people to travel with me, its just because belfast is full of wankers who will lie and pretend to be into bareback, but in reality are just after a quick cyber wank. Anyway... Taxi got me to the party around 21:45 I rang the door bell, and after 30 seconds, a completely naked guy came to the door and opened it. It was a fellow attendee, and he was hot. I walked through into the party, and noticed there was about 12 guys in the kitchen, fully naked, 3 couples fucking, Fred - one of the hosts was there, he welcomed me, and reminded me that he had a package for me. (Kamagra - which I ordered to be delivered to his address) Anyhow.... I went upstairs, to one of the spare bedrooms, that gets used as a cloak room, and got undressed, and waited patiently outside the bathroom, turns out there was a bit of a queue for the douch, anyway, I got in finally, and did a quick douche. I didnt have much to do, since I usually try to douche out over the course of 2 days, to get me cleaned out for nights on end. I exited the bathroom, and went down to kitchen again, and got a look at some of the attendee's. I saw some people I have met at previous parties, Charlie, Chris, Robert, and Josh (York CumSlut - Chaser). I popped a Kamagra pill, and had a vodka coke to wash it down. I waited about 20 minutes for it to kick in. I walked about, and explored the rooms and various attendee's. There was alot of hot guys, including a guy wearing a footballers outfit - blue shirt, shorts. This is him, he was dead hot. Unfortunately, he was busy being btm for most of the time I was walking about. He had some guys working his ass with big double ended dong's, as well as getting fisted for a wee bit. At the sight of this, my cock started to wake up, and this was the start of the end. Lol I walked into the middle bedroom, and saw York Cumslut Josh taking loads from guys left right and center, Charlie, his friend, had a go at fucking me, and he dragged me to the sling and got me in it. I loved getting fucked by his big thick cock, it kinda curves to the left, but it hits the spot. I squeezed my ass tight, to try and milk his cock. He stopped after about 5-6 minutes of fucking, and I was hoping that someone would take over, but alas, everyone was fixated on the guy in blue, taking all the toys. I walked back to middle room, and saw josh still taking loads. Someone gestured to me, telling me to give him a fuck. I thought it would be a good chance to test the Kamagra out, and boy.... did it stay hard. I grabbed my cock, and pointed it towards his hole as he lay on the bed, face down. I felt the blood flowing through my cock veins faster and harder than ever, and I gave Josh a good fucking for several minutes, I took note of the sounds he made as I fucked him, so I knew what was doing the trick. He liked the feeling of the in out motion, so I would pull out part of the way, and then thrust in fast and hard. I didnt cum in his hole, to be honest, I dont like cumming, because once I do, Im no longer horny. But while I was fucking him, some hung goatie-bearded guy came up behind me, and started rimming me good, eventually, once my ass was well sloppy, he shoved his cock in me, and before I knew it, I was in the middle of a 3 way sandwich. Bearded Guy ^ Me ^ Josh Felt good, he whispered into my ear things like "Yeah..., fuck both of us, move that ass.... fuck his ass and my cock!!" I loved the feeling of his cock raw in my ass. Eventually, he stopped, and someone else, I didnt look behind me to see who, took his place, and started fucking me, I knew the cock felt different. Eventually the 3 way faded, and I got up, allowing someone else to take my place on Josh. I walked around and checked downstairs, and found some hot guys who were up for getting fucked by my cock. Apparently news of my 'top' exploits had got around, I kept giving the credit to the kamagra. One guy, from Stoke on Trent, called Ian, gave me the most top pleasure I ever felt, or even knew about. Started fucking him in the middle bedroom, him on his back, me pounding his ass, and it felt alright, but then he got me lying down. And he jumped up and down with his ass working my cock. I had never felt anything that good for ... like ever. There was myself and several other guys lying on the bed, while Ian bounced up and down on my cock, all that could be heard was myself panting and pretty much laughing in pleasure. "Oh My god.. haha... that feels ooooh... my god...." I was saying shit like that for the whole time, Other guys were getting fucked in the room, and they were doing it quietly, but I was fucking this guy, and my cock felt so great, that I just had to be verbal about it. Eventually, he had enough anal pleasure, and my cock was finished too. For next 20-30 minutes, I socialized down in the living room and kitchen, as I saw other guys fucking etc, and I got a few comments from guys, saying "God.... that thing not gone down yet??" - regarding my cock. I laughed it off, and said "Yeah... its like a real disability". I had plans later on in the night, I had a guy called Patrick, who wanted me to stay with him the night, and in return, he would give me free ride to the airport. Anyhow, before I got ready to leave, I decided I would have some fun with Robert, He gave me my first taste of 'Plantfood' and I have to say, I was expecting more. 1. I sniffed it, no immediate effect, 2. Eventually, it hit the back of my throat, and tasted crap.... ewww. I didnt notice any effect at all. Have no idea why anyone would take that stuff. I have a friend in belfast who takes it, he says it turns you into an instant cock whore..... Obviously an exageration. Anyhow, I had some fun with Robert as well, of course, me fucking. I had fun fucking him so much that he seemed to be feeling a little bit of pain, I had him on his back, legs up on my shoulders, as I slammed deep in. Anyhow.... my kamagra seemed to have lasted all night. Around 1.45 I decided to leave the party, so got dressed and told Patrick where I was, and thats that.... Myself and patrick had some fun, he wanked and came on my ass..... I think he was scared to penetrate me, I told him upfront I was at a bareback party, and showed him the profile on gaydar, so he knew that the attendee's were poz. I myself, am Neg as far as I know, as of February's test at the GUM clinic, I was neg anyway. But then again... he probably didnt wana risk putting his cock in an ass, potentially filled with poz cum. Lol I wish..... Anyhow.... I had lots of fun topping this time, and now the next party is in June.... Im gonna try and save up quick, to get enough cash together for the travel etc in June for the party. Trying to get attendee's together too. More...

Click here to see Bareback Slut Sailor's original blog post... * * * * * For some reason sex has been scarce lately i have been scraping the bottom of the barrel a fat guy with the nastiest cum i have ever swallowed a skinny kid who i met at a gloryhole who forgot to use proper bttm etiquette you know what i am talking about and a balding 23 y/o. So ill start from the beginning.... I was cruising A4A one nite when i should have been studying and came across this really cute hispanic kid he had me at hello....I started playing coy at first and because quite honestly i am sick of making the first move and he did we started *talking all kinds of dirty he said he wanted to fuck the shit outta me with his 7in uncut cock and flood me with his cum and i was so fuckin excited but then he started to change his tune and ultimately asked if i would just suck his dick well i never mind sucking a cock. (btw if you guys weren't aware i am a great cocksucker) So i am waiting on my balcony for this guy to show up with his fine ass and walking up the stairs is this bloated fat boy and i knew it was him the pic he had on a4a must have been from highschool or something needless to say i was pissed but i was still horny and i didn't have the heart to turn him away so i invited him in and i dont waste time with small talk i pull his pants down and wouldn't you know it there wasn't even close to 7ins of cock in his tighty whities but i kept sucking and he asked me to cum on his dick and suck it off and of course i did it that acctually turned me on more so i am sucking my cum off his cock and he says hes cuming and my mouth is flooded with the most bitter cum i have ever tasted in my entire life but a good cocksucker never spits its goes against everything a submissive bttm is suppose to do so i swallowed every drop he pulled up trough kissed me and left i haven't talked or seen him since. Now as we all know Gloryholes are my thing every city i go to i end up going to the local gloryhole and staying as long as i can so on this particular day i go to my favorite hole and set up shop i am trying really had to get a vid of me working a getting worked over at a hole but nothing yet. i sit down for a few minutes and in come this twink couldn't have been a day over 18 we exchange signals and i figure out he wants my cock so i stick it thru the hole and he immediately gasp audibly and asks me to come back to his apt which is really close to our location so fuck it why not we exchange names and small talk on the way to his apt i am horny as fuck so as soon as we get to his front door my pants are down to my ankles he thinks its cute i think if he doesn't hurry up i am gonna rape his Lilly white ass we make it over to his bed and making out and shit i spread his legs and fall between them and start knocking at his back door and he ask me if i have a condom (what an asshole) and i tell him no but i am clean but if u don't want to we don't have to he says ok just don't cum in him i say ok but we all know i had my fingers crossed lol so i ease into that tight twink twat (say that shit 3x fast) and start plowing his ass i want this nut so bad feels like i haven't cum in hours! We are face to face fucking like bunnies and he blows his load on our stomachs from all the friction and he is begging for my cum i ask him where he wants it and he says i don't care so duh i blow about a gallon of cum in his ass but karma thought it fit to punish me because i pulled out painted fuck my life he feels all embarrassed and gives me a bath really it was sweet gave me his number but i never called him again....maybe i should Once again I am cruising my favorite website...you guessed it! A4A and i come across this guy who once again looks cute in his pics but was a lil less than attractive in person but we meet up and this guys is only 23 and damn near working on a comb over poor guy but once again i was like fuck it( i think i am gonna make that my 2010 motto) we make it back to my room and he starts to worship my cock and he was a 3 out of 5 *i stop him and push him down on the bed and spread his legs and lube his ass with my tongue taste great too! he is begging my to fuck him and i dont ease it into his ass i fuckin gun it and ram 9.5 ins of dick balls deep into his ass and he takes it like a champ sounds great huh hour and a half later i am still plowing away on this loose ass i would have been better off jacking off but he doesn't want me to stop even though i was annoyed and tired so i hung in there and then he beg to swallow my load and i finally fed him all i had we talked for a bit afterward but i haven't talk to him since the next time i fuck him imma try not to jack off for a week so i wont have to almost die of exhaustion!!!* * * More...

To see Bike Guy's original blog post click here I have to say, I haven't had the best of luck with Grindr to get cock. When I first got he app, I hit it the first half-dozen times and scored 100......but then it promptly went to zero. I've seen some hot guys here and there, but no one who follows-through. Lame. Don't they know what the app is fuckin' for? But there is some leather "event" here in town this week, so there are a bunch of out-of-towners who are here. And quite a few have iPhones - clearly. I was working downtown and got hit up by one. On his profile pic, he looked ok. 45, 6'2", 200 lbs, blonde. He looked solidly built and the pics of his dick were nice. He added he looked "better in person". My friend "Lou" told me that anyone who says that usually isn't. This proved to be the case. Room 1213, I was directed to and I walked from my office to the hotel. I was greated promptly. The guy wasn't horrid, but I can't say he looked a lot like his picture. The guy did have a nice dick. Maybe around 8" but on the thinner side when it came to his shaft. He sat in his hotel chair and I got on my knees and went to work. He wasn't hard when I started, but still a nice length. It didn't take too long to get him hard..... ...and unfortunately, it didn't take a long time to get him off. I don't even think I sucked him (and got face fucked) for 1o minutes before he blew his unassuming, underwhelming load in my mouth. With little or no additional exchange, I swallowed, thanked up, got up and walked out the door and back to my office. He had probably gotten what he wanted, and I got what I asked for - whether it was exactly what I wanted or not. It wasn't a loser situation, but I can't say it was a winner either. Just necessary. More...

Click here to see Adam's original blog post... I received a comment from a reader that I think could open the door to some good discussion of the issues surrounding the gay community and human sexuality in general. hot blog! i'm a 26 yr. old male in nyc in a ltr. been with my bf (28) for 6 years now and love him very much (we live together) long story short we have an excellent sex life but he is unable to cum in me… for all 6 yrs. he has never cum in me once… I spoke to him abt it several times but I accepted him for what it is... anyway i've been having an off and off affair with a 32 yr. old married guy since last summer... I never allowed him to fuck me until yesterday I couldn't resist the temptation anymore... I called him and he was there within an hour and I allowed him to fuck and fill me up with his cum. it was amazing and i felt accomplished it was exactly what i wanted… (we spoke abt his hiv status before the sex and he assure me he was neg) I just feel like crap now with the guilt bc I truly love my bf and gave into temptation which can put him at risk…. just needed to get this off my chest. I'm pretty sure someone will understand? I understand. I don't know if I can give it my stamp of approval, but no one needs my approval. The thing is, human sexuality at its most basic level is about procreation. As such, it's really not a surprise that men of all sexual orientations and sexual roles have a fixation on insemination. I certainly do! The drive felt by this reader, the need to feel that sense of completion that comes only from an internal cumload, is a primal drive. As humans, I suspect that's the only reason that HIV still has a foothold in the world... our brains know better, our emotions conflict appropriately. But ultimately, that most powerful drive revs up the engines down below and we make it happen. I don't know if I know any gay men who haven't made the "mistake" at least once, if they're truly honest. I understand this reader's need to do so, as well as his guilt. It's unfortunate that he's found what may be the love of his life, and finds himself in a position of not being able to do that most intimate thing with his partner. I'm surprised that the partner can't cum inside him, though... and of course it sort of puts the lie to what I just said on the power of the insemination drive. So maybe, then, there's a different level of primal need for that, and the reader just has a more powerful drive to fulfill the exchange of semen. I want to say that he's perfectly justified in going out and getting what he needs. But I don't know that that's true... no matter who assures us they're HIV-, that isn't necessarily true and they might not know. On the other hand, my urge to admonish him doesn't feel quite right, either. He finally got to know what that sense of completion and satisfaction feels like. So perhaps what it leads me to is that it's both good and bad, as so many things in life are. It has its place in his life, it might have consequences, and it has both positive and negative (pardon the pun) aspects all at the same time. The trouble maker in me wants to encourage him to do it again, but just to make sure it's with only the one, married guy. Perhaps it's the sort of situation where two people find themselves able to fulfill one small part of the other, while the primary relationships fulfill the rest of their needs. It would be better if all relationships fulfilled all needs... but they don't. So if the marriage and the long-term relationship can remain intact because this extra bit of fulfillment is available on the side... what's the harm in that? Share your thoughts! More...

Click here to see original post on Diary of an Athens, Georgia HIV+ Guy... Thanks for voting in the poll regarding paying for sex. Out of the 44 votes cast, 24 voted "No, never have, never will. This means almost half have done this or would consider doing it. No, never have, never will 24 I do this frequently 5 I did this once or twice 11 I never did this, but I'd be willing to 4 More...

Click here to see original post on Diary of an Athens, Georgia HIV+ Guy... I had been looking forward to this month's,POZ4PLAY Partyt at Mainifest 4U Studio in Atlanta since last month when I attended my first play session. Last month, I had a great time in the sling and was excited to ride again. If you missed that report, view my blog entry, POZ4PLAY Party: Sling Fuck When I arrived there were probably already ten guys there. I scoped the place out and began to set my eyes on targets. One guy was about 6'3" tall, nice build with blondish brown hair. He was wearing a t-shirt and some nylon type basketball shorts. He was so HOT to me. As it turned out though he was mainly a bottom too since I happened upon him bent over a bench taking a hard pounding from another hot guy. I sucked a couple of nice cocks in the glory hole area before making my way to the sling in the dark room. I climbed in, lubed my hole a bit, cracked open my fresh bottle of Jungle Juice Platinum and got ready. It didn't take long before a couple of guys showed up sniffing around. The sling had been lowered some since last month and was much easier to suck cocks while in it. I sucked a few guys who came over, rubbed my chest and played with my hole a bit. I discovered the downside to arriving early is that guys are not so quick to fuck since they want to last all night. It just wasn't happening as easy as it did last month but I was not discouraged. The feel of the leather sling on my back, with my legs strapped up and my butt hole opened to anyone and everyone was such a great feeling. Finally, a guy probably in his early 50s came near enough that I said, "fuck my hole." He came closer and stood beside the sling so I could suck him and get him hard. He rubbed his hands over my body as I took a hit of poppers and got really excited. After a couple of minutes he moved down between my legs and started playing with my hole. Before I knew it he was down eating my lubed hole. His tongue felt amazing lapping at my hungry rosebud . I then said, "give me your poz cock." He stood up and slowly poked at my hole. Unfortunately, he seemed to be having trouble maintaining his erection. To try and help, I started talking really nasty to him which seemed to help. "Fuck my hole with your toxic cock", I told him. We finally got a rhythm and he started fucking me good. The sling started rocking with every thrust of his cock in my hole. He grabbed the chains near my head and continued to fuck his cock into me. It wasn't long before he emptied his nuts into my hole. I got down out of the sling to give others an opportunity to give it a ride. I ended up in another area and walked up on a guy bent over taking a hot fuck from someone. They didn't seem to mind the company so I hung out and watched and jacked for a bit. After a few minutes, the top blasted his cum deep in the bottoms hole. Before I knew it, the top pulled up his pants and left quickly without even saying anything to the bottom. Out of instinct, before the bottom had an opportunity to fully stand up I dove in and started "felching" the fresh cum load out of his hole. He groaned with excitement and stood up before saying, "man, you're making my legs weak." I replied, "that is a sweet hole" and thanked him for allowing me to feed. Overall, the night wasn't as productive as last month but I still fully enjoyed myself. I wound up with two loads in my hole. Not nearly as productive as my hotel sessions but still fun. Note: All images in this post are from the internet. More...