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*****3**** I convinced him that I was serious and sincere regarding my intentions to become a completely subservient slave, owned, used and willing to be trained and adapted to meet his needs and desires. I confirmed my HIV status and he confirmed that I would be converted, as he and all his slaves were poz. The men who visited were also positive and some had slaves of there own who were likewise. We had been talking for almost an hour when he told me he had booked a room at the hotel. When he said this I became exited but then slightly deflated when he said just wish to visually examine me to see if I was suitable and that nothing was going to happen between us until I had completed the cooling off period at which time, if I was still committed to joining I would initiated. Once in the room he told me to remove my clothes and stand naked infront of him. I did as commanded. I looked at me from the front then told me to slowly turn around slowly. I felt self conscious, vulnerable and embarrassed as I let him explore my body with his eyes. When my back was towards him he told me to bend forward and pull my buttocks apart. I'd done this many times in front of guys who had their cock ready to plough my hole but, in front of this fully clothed man I felt even more embarrassed than I had before. I thought he might want to explore me physically but he made no move to do so and made no comment about me other than to say I would need to remove all body hair and shave my head if I decided to continue with the process. I could leave now and he would be in contact in a few weeks. He then left the room. I presumed I was suitable as he hadn't said anything detrimental or negative and told me to shave. It was only after the door closed that I realised my cock had been dripping. There was a string of precum from the tip of my cock down to knee height and several spots on the carpeted floor. He must have seen this but I had no idea I had been dripping. I quickly dressed and left the room and drove home. The following weeks seemed to drag and again I wondered if he would contact me. I was more convinced than ever that this was what I was meant for, my destiny. I masterbated furiously, fantasising about what he would do to me and my new life, daily. As each day passed I became a little fretful that he wouldn't contact me again. Maybe I wasn't suitable for his needs at all. I knew I wasn't unattractive. 24 years old, blond, slim and fit but, maybe he had wanted someone more muscular. Someone he could put to work in some way. On the last day of June I found a message in my in box from The Master. He asked if I was still interested in committing myself to him. I replied immediately saying that I was ready and had no doubts. He replied saying that I should sell everything I owned and give the money away to someone who needed it or a charity. I wouldn't need to bring clothes other than what I was wearing and be prepared to join him in two weeks time. He would be in touch with more details nearer the time. He reminded me to be hairless and suggested being waxed as it lasted longer and gave much better results than shaving. I sold my car and the few meagre possessions I owned and gave them to an old neighbour. I know she struggled to keep her flat warm and had no income other than her pension. I just put the money through her door the night before I was leaving with no note of indication of who the money was from. The Master had contacted me a few days before with the details and final arrangements and I had gone to a local place that advertised waxing. I have to say I was a little surprised how much waxing hurt but, the results were fantastic. The back and front of my torso, my cock, balls, arse crack and legs were as smooth as a babies bum. I went to the barber and got him to go as short as he could with the clippers then went home and wet shaved my head. I was ready for my new life. He had told me to be outside my address at 9.30am and that I would be collected by someone else. That the journey would take a number hours and that I would be sedated for the journey. I was about to ask why, then thought better of it. My place was not to ask questions or question anything I was told, just to agree and obey. I didn't want to jeopardise my position before it began. So, at 9.25 I closed the door to the flat I had lived in for five years and the life I was leaving behind. At exactly 9.30 a brand new blue van pulled up outside and the passenger window lowered. The guy the front was about my age with a shaven head. I guessed he must be a fellow slave. He told me get in the back which I did. The van was windowless and had a mattress on the floor. In a small crate was a bottle off water and a pill jar. My instructions were to take both capsules from the jar with the water. I did so then lay on the mattress. At first I didn't feel anything but eventually fell asleep. The next thing I remember was waking up in a small single bed covered in a fleece blanket. Next to me sat a young man, probably eighteen or nineteen sitting in a comfortable looking armchair. He smiled and asked what I would like to drink. I had arrived. **To be continued **

****2**** The week preceding my meeting with The Master seemed like forever. I was in a constant state of excitement. My dick didn't stop dripping for the whole week. I'd been longing for an arrangement like this for as long as I could remember. I'd always felt like I needed to completely owned, dominated and used by men. It was my destiny. To have someone to have me do their bidding without question and and make decisions for me. So I wouldn't have to think, just do. I realised that some of the things I would have to do might be unpleasant and maybe painful. I was HIV negative. I had had bareback sex as a bottom since my early teens and now at 24 I was still negative but, I now knew I would, if accepted by The Master, be HIV positive. I'd never been careful and wondered if it was some sort of destiny that I had remained negative until now. In my younger years I had been concerned about being infected but still carried on letting men fuck me bareback. Now, I actually wanted to be infected. To carry a man's seed his infection. The day finally came. I remember it was a Thursday in early May. He told me to meet him at a hotel on the outskirts of Birmingham. I lived in North London at the time and travelled up in my own car. He hadn't said where he lived or was travelling from and I thought it impertinent to ask. I left early which just as well as there were road works on the M1 and the M6. I still arrived in good time and made my way to the bar and ordered a coffee. We had arranged to meet at midday but, by 12.15 he hadn't shown up, or so I thought. I'd started to wonder if he was just a fantasist. There are so many time wasters on the dating apps and sites I maybe he was just another one. I was feeling so nervous, apprehensive, desperate and horny I would have sat there all day. Finally at 1pm I saw a large bearded man walk up to the bar and order coffee. He looked over and un-smiling gave me a nod. He had very short cropped hair, his beard was neat and well trimmed and he had dark brown eyes, so dark the pupils could be distinguished from the iris. He was over six feet tall and had a large build. Dressed in a casual jacket and jeans. He bought the coffee over. He had bought me a cup as well which surprised me. I thanked him as he sat down and for the first time he smiled. He told me had been sitting in his car outside to see if I would have second thoughts and leave. He explained he had done this many times. Some guys would turn up and leave after a short time. His reasoning was if they went after such a short time they probably didn't have the commitment he was looking for. I noticed he was quite well spoken, not posh, but with no obvious accent. We spoke at length about what he was looking for in a slave and asked if I thought I was the right temperament and willing to surrender my life to him. ***To be Continued***

The cellar is dark. It's a large empty void that shares the footprint of the large victorian house above. The only illumination is from four wall mounted bare bulbs that are shielded by frosted glass and security cages but, they are very low wattage and fail to make much impression in the ambient gloom. A single 6" heating pipe, just above ground level, runs around the entire room. It emitts enough heat to sustain the the beings that reside permanently here, without making it too comfortable. At one end space is a metal staircase that leads up to the world they once inhabited and at the other a partician, a stud wall with an entrance to washing facilities, toilets, wash basins and showers. Despite the gloom, the cellar is spotlessly clean and dry. The walls and ceiling are white and the whole floor area is tiled. Various iron fittings, rings and hooks adorn the walls with steel chains with nylon ropes attached randomly at various levels. There is no daylight and no visible attachment to the outside world. A dozen large metal cages each separated from the next by 3ft gaps are located along the centre of the space and parallel to the stud wall and the stairs. Each cage has a basic single bed, a chair and small cabinet. Only seven of the cages are occupied at moment. Whilst, from the outside, this would appear to be place that no one would willingly want to spend a large part of their life here, the occupants would not, at least on the surface (if you pardon the pun) want to be anywhere else. I am one of them. I have been here for what I believe is about two years. Its difficult to judge exactly how long. The are no time pieces or calendars allowed and no communication with the outside world is permitted. I don't miss not knowing whats happening in the outside world. It does not concern me and I am perfectly content with my life here. I knew exactly what I was doing when I voluntarily agreed to come here. The life I would have, what I would be required to do, what was expected of me and have done to me. I'd been searching for a permanent, suitable position for a a number years before seeing the message on an Internet site that's a hub for people with various perverted interests and tastes including, depraved sexual acts, body modifications and introducing like minded people to each other. The add read something like: 'Permanent slave required to join dominant masters stable. Applicants must be willing to forfeit all freedoms and complete devotion to the master and his guests is required. You will relocate to the masters residence permanently. You will be poz or willing to covert and possibly modified. Please note that this is a serious undertaking and once you've given yourself to the master you are completely owned and controlled by him and your position is irreversible. If you wish to apply having given careful consideration to the above email; .............mail.com' As far as I can remember that was the message. I had emailed Master immediately and waited patiently for a reply. I waited a couple of days and was considering sending another message when I received an email asking if, on reflection, I was still interested. My heart was pounding with excitement as I replied that I was. He told me he would need to meet me in person at a neutral location, that he would decide on, a week from today and that I should bring with me proof of identification. He would give me more details of what he was looking for and what would be required of me If I were suitable. If there was a mutual agreement he would impose a cooling off period when I could make my final decision. Once I had done so there was no turning back. If I decided to be his slave I would be committed to him forever. If I decided I didn't, that would be fine, but I could never re-apply. *****To be continued****

****Part 2**** The top. I slip my finger deeper into his hole. The internal flesh is soft and moist. As I extract my finger it feels like his hole is trying to suck my finger back inside. My cock is rock hard as his tongue licks the glands and his wet lips suck on the tip which is leaking copious amounts of poz precum into his willing mouth. The bottom. I can feel him removing his finger from me and I kneel down infront of him. The feeling of his hot throbing cock in my mouth and taste of his juice is all-consuming. My hands are on his hairy arse and I pull him toward me encouraging him to fuck my mouth. I want him to cum in my mouth, to taste creamy seed but, I also want him to fuck my arse, breed me. I hope he'll be capable of doing both. The top. I can't believe this boy has never sucked a mans cock before, he's a natural. His fingers are pulling my cheeks apart and he's feeling for my hairy hole. He finds it and rubs a finger around the rim before pushing the tip inside. I can feel the pressure building in my loins now. If I don't take control I'll be shooting my load down his throat. The bottom. I feel so fucking turned on now. The index finger of my left hand is probing this man's arse hole. I feel so dirty as I remove it and smell it before pushing the finger into my mouth. His hands reach down and placing them on my shoulders encourages me stand. His lips find mine and we kiss before he leads me to the bed. He's pushing me back onto the end of it so I have no choice but to sit. He's on his knees now, taking my cock into his mouth, slowly slipping the full length of my shaft into it. The top. I stand him and push him back towards the bed. I take his cock in my mouth. I want him to be fully aware that once I've fucked and bred him he will be infected with my toxic seed. That there is no going back and he will be pregnant until he dies. In the state he is now he is incapable of making any rational decisions. Once he's cum he may decide that, at least for today, being pozzed is a step too far. After all, this is only the first time he's actually had sex with another person. He's so turned on he will do anything. So, I want him to cum before I take him so he can think rationally about he is doing. The bottom. His mouth feels so good on my cock as he strokes it with tongue and lips. His bearded cheeks are rubbing on the soft flesh of my inner thighs. I lean back slightly and let myself be engulfed in the sensations running through my body. I can feel the pressure inside me building. I can't last much longer. His hands are cradling my ball and reaching underneath me to feel my hole. I want to please this man. I would do anything to please him. The top. His cock is throbing now and he's lost in the moment. He throws his head back...... The bottom. I can't hold it any longer, the pressure in my groin is at boiling point and I need the release. I let go. My body begins convulse as the first pump of my cock shoots a string of sperm into his mouth. I cry out at the intense relief as the second, third forth and fifth ejaculations relieve the pressure in my loins. The top. The intense stimulation has sent him over the edge. His cum is filling my mouth. It's thick creamy and copious. For some reason it tastes like young man's sperm. Fresh new, clean and sweet. I continue to suck him after his climax and stop him from pushing me away. He's obviously one of those guys who's cock becomes ultra sensitive after cumming. The bottom. Oh my god that was sensational. Definitely the best orgasm I've ever had. I've never cum so much or so hard. My cock is so sensitive now but he keeps sucking me and won't stop. I plead with him to stop but he keeps going. Eventually I flop back on the bed fully empty of cum, desire and energy. Still he continues to suck me and finger my hole. I'm relaxed now. Even my hole has relaxed. I can feel his fingers probing and moving deeper inside me. I don't care what he does to me, he can do anything, I won't object. The top. I swallow every last drop of his young sperm. He's flopped back on the bed now. All the tension in his body has dissipated. Even his virgin hole has relaxed a little allowing me to explore deeper within him. I release his cock from my mouth and move up to kiss him. He greets with a warm contented smile. His hands are around me and he's kissing me tenderly and gently. All of the urgency prior to him coming has gone. We kiss and I gently tease his nipples. This is another area of his that is ultra sensitive. He moans as I tweak them gently. The bottom. He's kissing me now and playing with my nipples, something that I love to do when I'm having a wank. They seem to be hard wired to my cock and I can already feel myself becoming aroused again. I'm telling him that I want him to fuck me, to breed me, to give me the gift. I want it to be him, this is my destiny. He asks if I am sure, absolutely sure and I tell him I am. Inside I am sure, he is the one. I've never been so sure of anything in my life. The top. His lips are soft and warm and he kisses me as he tells me what he wants. I push his legs apart and he opens them further. I move in between them and he lifts them and places them around me. I reach for the bottle of lube which has been sitting patiently on the bedside cabinet. I coat my fingers and slide them into his arse and work them a little before adding more lube. The bottom. It's time. I want it so badly. My whole being desires this man to be the one. I'm under no illusion that once he's had his way with me I may never see him again but, I don't care. I want him to take my virginity anddeposit his poisonous seed. The lubricant feels cold. I can feel my hole becoming looser, more able to accommodate him. His fingers manipulate my hole for a few minutes before he reaches for the lube and applies some to his tool. He moves higher and I feel, for the first time, a real cock at the entrance of my body. The top. I'm rubbing the head of my cock around the rim of his hole. Now I'm sure of his true desires I'm more than happy to oblige him. I push slightly and feel the tip of my cock enter his hole. His sphincter doesn't want let me in, but I persist and I feel it give way as he gasps and moans. The bottom. He is pushing his cock slowly into me. My hole is so tight, even after his fingering. It's painful and I moan a little as he pushed on. It does hurt but I want him inside me. My desire is stronger than my intolerance of the pain. My eyes water and I put the back of my hand to my mouth. I bite my hand trying to make it hurt more than the cock forcing its way into my virgin ass. Then suddenly his cock has passed my sphincter and he's moving deeper into my body. The top. I'm passed the sphincter now and I can feel the soft tender lining of his hole caressing my cock. His hole is beautiful. I'm very gentle at first moving in and out very slowly, letting his body become used to invasion. His eyes are on mine. He's no longer grimacing at the pain but, has a slight smile at the pleasure. The bottom. Now, the initial penetration is over and he's deeper inside me it feels wonderful. Another man's cock is really inside me. He's fucking me, something I've only dreamed of, fantasised about. I'm giving myself to him completely. I'm smiling at him now wanting him to know, reassuring him that I want him, his seed, his babies. We kiss and I can see the desire in his face. He wants me as much as.I want him. He's beginning to move faster now. It feels so good, how it should feel when a man fucks another man. The top. I'm fucking him in earnest now. Every now and then he makes a sound that let's me know I've gone too hard and deep. I don't care anymore. I've got breed this boy and impregnate him. His arse feels tight as I plunge in and out of him. Suddenly I want him on his front so I can see my cock fucking him more easily. The bottom. He's fucking me hard now. It feels like his cock is in the centre of me. It hurts but I don't care. Suddenly he he pulls out and turns me over. Oh god yes. This is how I dreamed it would be. Being fucked from behind, bred like an animal. The top. I shove my cock back in him. I'm fucking him hard straight from the start, no easing into it now, just hard breeding. The bottom. Oh god this hurts. He's showing no mercy now. My arse feels like it's on fire as he ploughs into me. His hands grip my hips as his cock rips into me. I can feel his sweat dripping onto my back. The top. I'm getting close now. Pressure building in my groin and at the base of my cock. I'm going to make this fucker pregnant is the thought going through my head. I can't hold off any longer and I grunt and feel my body release its deadly seed into his body. String after string of my toxic sperm is forced into him via my cock which is pumping incessantly until I am empty and spent. The bottom. I can feel him coming. I can actually feel his pulsating cock pumping me full of his seed. His beautiful sperm infecting me with his babies. Finally it's done. I'm no longer a virgin and almost certainly pregnant. He collapses on my back and I can feels sweat mixing with my own. Both completely spent. ********The End*******

The top. He's young, maybe 18 or 19. Slim, fair skin with mousey brown hair cut fairly short in a college boy style. His pink nipples look dark against the pale skin of his taught chest. His cock is about six inches, fairly slim and uncut. He's fully erect and the head has revealed itself fully. It points skyward. At the base is a sparse mess of fair public hair which only lightly covers his scrotum. I noticed as he undressed and bent down to remove his jeans from a pair of smooth pale legs that he had a taught well formed arse. He's standing now looking at me and his eyes drop to look at my cock several times. He is shivering slightly. Partly in apprehension at his first time being with a man and also because he knows my status. The bottom. I feel nervous and slightly ashamed as I take my clothes off infront of this man. I've never been with another man before. I've desired to, often, but never had the courage before. However my desire for sex had become overwhelming this summer. I'd always known I was gay but, was always too scared and too shy to ever pursue anything further. Now, here I am in front of this fully grown man. Naked I feel very vulnerable, apprehensive, scared even but more than anything turned on. He is alot older than me. Forty, maybe even fifty. His hair is cropped and he has a short dark beard. I can't stop looking at his hard cock. I've never seen another man's cock fully erect in person. I saw loads in the boys changing room at school but they weren't hard. A few times other boys caught me looking at them. They would whisper and snigger when they caught me looking and I was always embarrassed and leave the changing room as quickly as possible. I've seen hard cocks on the porn sites and dreamt of touch one, tasting one, filling my mouth and tasting cum. I'd dreamt of having a guy fucking me until he came inside me but, they'd only been dreams and desires. Now here I was actually infront of a man with a huge hard cock. It was hard for me. I want it desperately. I know he is positive. Its what attracted me to his profile. He told me the first time we chatted on the site he was detectable. I want it. I don't know why but, feel I need it. I won't be complete without it. The top. I move forward and put my hands on his shoulders pulling him toward me. His skin is warm and soft. He's compliant and let's me take control. I move my mouth towards his and we kiss. His lips are soft like a woman's. I push my tongue into his mouth and taste him and he reciprocates by pushing his tongue into mine. I can feel his young cock prodding my stomach and mine leaking precum on him. The bottom. He reaches for me and pulls me towards him. We kiss I've never kissed anyone like this before, it feels wonderful. His hands are slipping down my back now towards my arse. He has large hands and it feels like they cover my cheeks completely as he pulls me towards him. I can feel his cock pressing against my belly and wetness dripping from him. I reach for his arse and pull him towards me. I want him to take me, fuck me, breed me with his seed, make me whole. The top. I pull him towards me, my palms on his arse. He feels good. My tongue is still exploring his mouth and now I pull apart his buttocks a slide my right hand down the crack of his arse, feeling for his virgin hole. The bottom. He's touching my hole. It feels so good, so intimate. I reach for his cock. I can barely get my hand round it. I feel the end and his precum. Feeling the warm wet fluid of another man feels so good. I cup his large balls in my hand. There full of his seed, the seed that will soon be in my body. The top. His hole is so tight. I remove my hand and wet the middle finger with saliva and place it back at his hole. His hands are caressing my cock and balls and as I insert my finger into him he sqeezes my cock tightly and sighs. The bottom. OMG he's inside me. His finger probing my hole. I've dreamed of moments like this. *****To be continued ****

Definitely not into fem guys. I like my men manly, hairy and a bit rough.

Generally I love piercings but PAs don't do anything for me. There a pain in the arse 🤣 and giving a blow job I worry about caps and fillings.

Yes, when I was ALOT younger. I could probably get the first 3" in and would alway swallow.

I used to go to saunas in the UK. Whether it was busy or not, depended mostly on the time of day and day of the week. I was happy to stay until I got what I wanted/needed. I've noticed that saunas aren't as popular as they used to be, especially among the younger crowd. I think apps have had a huge affect on attendance.

I really only like amateur stuff. I hate the acted porno films.

I love everything about sucking cock. The smell, the sensation of a hard cock and the warm flesh of the shaft. The guy making appreciative noises and the bucking of his hips. The taste of the first drop of precum and the salty creamy fluid filling my mouth before swallowing it down. I even like continuing to suck on a cock as it softens having delivered it's load.

Don't insist but, state my preference. To be honest most guys who I fuck with, top or bottom, are into bareback anyway. Occasionally I meet someone who insists on safe but changes their mind when we get down to it anyway.

I don't mind sucking a small cock at all. If I'm being fucked, I like something I can feel. Definitely 5+ inches.

I was away for a few weeks and now have an appointment for 27th at a recommended tattoo and piercing place. Fancy another tattoo so I can browse while I'm waiting.

Definitely not. Complete rubbish. Maybe they're hard up for cash but they probably get paid well.

Had a an attack of uncontrollable laughing while being fucked last night. Visited my current and he was really horny and desperate to get off. I gave him oral and he shot a nice load, which I greedily swallowed, in less than three minutes. He was still really horny and started fucking me almost straight away. I was on my back as he pounded away. He'd been thrusting away for ten minutes with a determined look on his face, desperate to cum again. Sweat was dripping off his for head and his face was very red. For some reason, never happened before, the whole thing just seemed hilarious. I started laughing and eventually so did he. We both collapsed on the bed. I think is was a mixture of the look on his face and realisation that he was trying so hard to cum but it wasn't happening. Woke up this morning and we made up for it though. He deposited a nice load inside me before he went off to work.

I still have an account but, here in Ireland there aren't many guys on it and those I've been in contact with are complete time wasters and fantasists.

I like the feeling if being shaved. Feels alot cleaner and more sensitive when a cock head is being rubbed around it. However my current likes me as hairy as possible so, I haven't shaved my cock, balls or arse for about three months. I'll have to do something soon though as I'm really VERY hairy down there.

Sounds like the plot to a VERY bad gay porn film.

Never off the floor but, off the plastic mattress in one of the private rooms at the sauna in Luton. Big black guy had fucked a twink while I watched and he shot his load over the twinks arse. Most of it ended up on the mattress and after they'd gone I sucked it up. I met the black guy at the same location a few weeks later at he dropped a load inside me.

I love swallowing cum. It's amazing how different guys loads taste, how much they produce and even the consistency. I love it however it cums and always swallow. It's a great turn on, psychology, for me that a man has made his seed and gives it to me. I like that, having swallowed it It's in me for days after the sex, moving through my body and being absorbed.

Anyone in the South East. Tipperary, Waterford. Wexford or Cork?

Not so far. Would love to hook up with any guys in Ireland 🇮🇪

I would estimate around 250-300 in total but, some those have been with regular fuck friends. So, about 150-200 different guys. Still neg and I know of six who were definitely poz when they fucked me. One French guy who was poz fucked me three times one night and drew blood.

I agree with everything the other guys have said. When I came out at work (police officer in the UK) I was petrified what colleagues and supervising officers would say. It sounds awful but, I bought a tiny digital dictaphone to reccord anything that was overtly abusive as I was convinced I was going receive detrimental comments. Thankfully, in my case, no one showed anything but kindness and support and I'm still friends with many ex colleagues even though I retired 10 years ago. I feel deeply sympathetic to the OP. I really hope this is resolved favourably.