Tailgunner

My normal position to fuck ass was with the bottom on his stomach with me on his back but one of the few times i did it with the bottom on his back he told me to go ahead and spit in his mouth or in his face. I loved doing that and repeatedly spat in his face and open mouth when i came up his ass. I also liked the time I spat in a bottom's face when he tried to kiss me after rimming me.

I had several over the past four decades. One was meeting someone who either was on my shitlist or some gay-bashing politician or clergy man coming across the state for sex on the DL. I would be hot and sweaty from working outdoors on a hot August day. He would start by licking my smelly feet, sucking my toes, eating my toejam, then suck my dick to hardness. I'd fuck his ass(bb of course) and pump my first load up it. I'd pull out and he would suck my dick clean, then spend half an hour rimming me while I read some hard-core dirty magazines he brought with him. Then I would fuck his mouth the way we men fuck any other cunts and pump my second load down his throat. After he swallowed it he would keep sucking my cock and drink my warm beer on tap. Once I was drained he would then suck off of my cock leaving it clean and dry, kiss it and my sweaty balls and tell me he wanted to meet again in the future for a repeat. I would later see him cruise some scuzzy hippie. He'd eat the donut of cheeze from under the hippie's foreskin before the hippie fucked his ass. After he sucked the hippie's dick clean he would then service a chubby-bear biker stud in his fifties who would fuck his ass and make him clean his dick with his mouth and recycle his beer in it. He would also rim the men and felch loads out of other bottoms. Later some photos of him bottoming for various Tops would surface. Another version would be sharing the bottom with a good buddy of mine, most likely spit-roasting the bottom and then making out with each other while the bottom rimmed us or licked our feet before we swapped ends and spit-roasted him again so that each Top would have scored both ends of the punk who would be on both our shitlists or the gay-basher closet queen politician or clergy man. Each time the bottom would suck clean the dick that was up his ass and we'd finish the session by recycling our beer in his mouth for him to drink before he sucked our dicks clean and kissed them and our sweaty balls. I might also fuck my buddy up his ass if he was versatile and the punk would felch out my load and swallow it.

Most assholes I fucked were clean but a couple as well as my ex were shitty assholes although not too bad. One asshole where I worked l and another one I met at a friend's place left their shit on my dick so I had to wash it off. My ex wasnt so bad but I resigned myself from the start of our relationship that I'd have to take a shower to wash the traces of his shit off my dick every time after fucking him. I never wasted a shower before I fucked him, saving the shower til after I finished, even if I was sweaty from working outdoors. Only one shitty asshole voluntarily sucked my dick clean (I'm glad we never kissed!)and one did ti when i told him to. I had given the others a break by not demanding they suck my dick clean.

Back when I was scoring I had only a couple ask me not to cum in them. One relented when I reminded him of the purpose of fucking which is for the Top to fuck and cum in the hole. The other asshole weaseled out from under me when he thought I was ready to cum, fucked up the fuck for me. Another hole I fucked asked me not to shove it too far up his ass when I came but since I was on his back with him on his stomach I had the control I needed so I was able to hilt it when I shot my load in him.

Back in my younger days a tight hole was a must, no thanks to being butchered by the quack that circumcised me and took too much of my sensitive parts off. Now that I've had some E.D. a looser ass or a good mouth that can take getting fucked for a long time is the preferred cunt.

If things were like they were 35 years ago and we met I'd have fucked you. I have fucked all kinds of bottoms ranging from masculine to fem , short, tall, fat, skinny. My ex was a few inches shy of 7' and a slim 200 and an OK piece of ass but didnt work on his cocksucking skills with me. As for twinks, few turned me on since so many seem less than manly. I just consider myself fortunate to be on the masculine side which is appropriate for a Top.

When cumming I often grunted when I began ejaculating in the asshole. After I finished cumming I'd sometimes complement the asshole on being a good fuck or piece of ass or thank him if he told me I'm a good stud. No need to broadcast the fact that I'm scoring a piece of ass to the neighbors or to the wrong people the time I fucked someone outdoors, etc.

The summer was hot and muggy that fine day 35 years ago. I was in my forties, average and still looked a bit like the nerd/geek I was in college complete with my horn rim type glasses and nerd-pack in the pocket of my blue work shirt. Tim worked at the plant with me but had shoulder length blond hair and didnt wear glasses. Tim was in his early twenties, a couple of inches shorter than my just over 6' and about 165. At least he wasnt as effeminate as some others I'd shagged but still obviously less manly than me even though I was a geek. We had found out about each other at a Pride fest and that night I had pumped a load into each end of him. We had a date at a luncheonette a block from the plant. We had the late lunch period at the plant which started at one so at one pm we punched out and walked the block to a wooden building with a large sign that read "Hot Lunch." We entered and took seats at the the ten-stool counter. Harry the cook and proprietor was finishing up with last minute diners, one of whom gave Tim a smirking look that meant he knew what Tim was, on his way out the door. "Hi Harry." I said as I greeted him. "Hi Hank. That the piece you were telling me about?" he replied, pointing at Tim. "Yes. Harry, meat Tim." I added. Harry came over and took Tim's smallish hand in his big manly nailbitten bear paw and said, "Pleased to meat you." "Same here." Tim replied. "I'll be ready by the time you're through." Harry said as he hustled up our order. We dined on T-bone steaks with potatoes & gravy while Harry began cleaning up after the main lunch-hour crowd. I had been friends with Harry since we first met at a sex club where I had helped hold down a fairy who wanted to quit after five men had fucked him. Harry was sixth and needed to bust his nut in the poof so I joined four other men to help hold the punk on his stomach on the wrestling mat floor of the orgy room so Harry could mount and fuck him. He was further impressed with me when I wanted to go after him in his cum and that of the other five men who had fucked the punk. He traded places with me, helping hold the cursing poof in place while I mounted up and took my piece. I had a good feeling orgasm in that perv as did the other men who helped me hold him down after I pulled out. Harry was as masculine as they come with his bald pate, mustache and long sideburns, hairy beer gut, nailbitten sausage fingers, over 6 uncut inches, size 12 feet and a libido of a college stud. In the summer he wore a wife-beater, black short pants and black rubber sandals at work, in the winter he was attired in a more formal chef outfit complete with the hat. The fun started after we finished lunch. Harry turned the open/closed sign around in the front window, locked the door and we went to the men's room at the side in back as I unbuttonned my work shirt. The mens room had a urinal and a stall. One sink was opposite the urinal across from the door. The muffled sounds of traffic came in through the exhaust register in the ceiling over the toilet stall. We men started things off with a hug and french kiss. I felt his hot sweaty body as I wrapped my arms around him and felt his thick sweaty arms around me under my work shirt. A couple of minutes later our dicks were hard. We disengaged and Tim dropped to his knees, unzipped Harry's fly and took out his uncut prick. He kissed it as Harry inhaled with a smile, then sucked it into his mouth. He sucked it a moment, eating the man's two day accumulation of cheeze and left it wet with his spit, then stood up and bent over the sink. Harry and I spat on Tim's asshole. Harry stood behind him and lined up his shot. He shoved it right in and held his hips as he began fucking. I stood nearby admiring the combination of a masculine man fucking someone lacking in masculinity as Harry had a good piece of Tim. It was actually their second time together, their first being Tim sucking the man off and then drinking his piss. Harry's uncut meat gave a good performance as the man fucked the asshole to victory in just over five minutes, hilting himself as he pumped his gonads up the punk's ass. I could see Tim's five-incher stiff from getting turned on by getting fucked by Harry. I had my dick out as I watched the man conquer the punk. It was throbbing with some precum oozing out of it. I stepped over so Harry and I could french-kiss while his love-muscle shot the rest of his jizz up Tim who seemed to be having his own orgasm. Harry then thrust a couple of times, then pulled his spent love-shaft out of Tim who then knelt before him and took his semi-hard cock in his mouth to suck it clean. A few minutes later Harry grinned wide and held Tim's head and began pissing, filling his mouth. Tim gulped it all. "Great fuck and finish, Harry" I said as Tim sucked the last drops of golden man-nectar out of his cock. Tim then sucked off of the man's meat leaving it clean and dry, then he kissed it and his sweaty ball sack. The smell of man sex joined the piss and sweat smells in the tiny restroom as I had Tim suck on my dick. I was horny from joining Harry and needed some relief of my own. I pulled my cock out of Tim's mouth and had him assume the position as he'd done for Harry. I slid right up the asshole in Harry's cum just like at the sex club and hilted myself. I nodded for Harry to kiss me. We men hugged and french kissed and then I held Tim's hips and fucked him. Fucking in Harry's cum that afternoon felt even better than at the sex club as I pistoned my prick in the hole. I normally needed at least fifteen minutes of fucking to shoot my cut meat off but sharing a hole with a fellow masculine man seemed to cut the time Ineeded to get off almost in half as I fucked that hole. Ten minutes later I reached my climax and pumped my load up the asshole, my prick pulsing in pleasure as I enjoyed the ultimate feeling any man can have, the male orgasm. Harry and I french-kissed for a while as I thrust some more to pump the rest of my load up the asshole who seemed to have cummed from the fuckings we men had put to him. A few minutes later we men finished hugging and kissing and I pulled out of Tim's ass. Tim knelt before me and sucked my dick clean as he had Harry's. Like Harry had done, I held Tim's head and commenced taking a very enjoyable piss as he gulped it. Harry and I kissed again as Tim finished drinking my bodily waste and sucked off of my cock as he had Harry's, leaving it clean and dry, then he kissed my cock and sweaty balls. We men could have pissed in the urinal but pissing in someone's mouth feels so much better, almost as good as cumming in it, especially in someone less masculine than us. Harry and I hugged and kissed one more time, then we men zipped up whileTim pulled up his pants and fastened them. I buttoned up my work shirt and we left the mensroom. "That was a great fuck we had, thanks for bringing Tim. My nephew'll be here tomorrow to help me with the Friday crowd. He might want a piece of Tim too" Harry said as Tim and I headed to the back door. "We'll be here." I replied. "See you guys then" Harry said as we exited into the afternoon sun. We returned and punched back in with five or ten minutes to spare. I hoped Harry's nephew could cum at least as quick as Harry and I had.

I was a manly 25 year old stud with a good healthy libido. I sometimes smoked grass with some friends for recreation but didnt really care for it or getting high. After a few crummy times I even disliked getting drunk. My drinking was limited to a couple of beers to flavor my cum when getting a blowjob. This time was for a purpose so I had a good reason to smoke pot. Drug testing had become widespread and an asshole on the shitlists of a few of us was due to take one. Douglas was a thirty-year-old semi friend but had stolen money and a couple of items from me and a couple of others not to mention he was shitty to work with and incompetent so Rick and I definitely didnt want him for a boss at the plant so we had a great way to pay him back. He had put in for a promotion which entailed drug testing. If he was clean he had an excellent chance at his promotion. If he was dirty he'd get fired. Rick and I had seen him embezzling some tools and supplies so we ended up making him a deal that he had to put-out to us in exchange for keeping quiet about it. He accepted it since he was bisexual, liked bottoming and wanted to spare himself and his wife from any trouble. It also enable us to conquer his ass and mouth as well as spare us from the hassle and retaliation we'd have had to deal with from turning his ass in. The plan was to smoke pot and eat Alice B. Tokless brownies over a period of three or more days until the active ingredient of marijuana was loaded into our smegma, semen and urine. We would fuck someone or jack off to get rid of the clean jizz the first two nights so our balls and glands would be loaded with weed residue, then we'd lay off the day and night before fuck night to load our gonads with weed-loaded spunk. I let Rick suck my cock those two "cleanout" nights so he could also clean my dick of cheeze so my fresh cheeze would have the drug in it. I also jacked him off and used his cum for lube to fuck his ass. He then let some little nellie-queen eat his dick cheeze and suck him off the second night. We studs didnt need to worry about having the stuff in our systems because my particular job didnt entail drug testing, Glenn owned his own business and Rick the geek had just graduated college and hired on at the plant where I worked and passed his probationary period and re-testing so we didnt need to worry about getting tested. Glenn was a 44 year old married bisexual with dark curly-hair and average build with full beard and glasses, seven cut inches and had an auto repair garage. His wife had no idea that he fucked men and fairies as well as women. Rick the geek was an average looking young man with preppy haircut, black hornrim-type specs many started calling "nerd glasses" when the new metal framed mens glasses became popular a decade before and fingernails he hadnt cleaned since entering college. he looked like a classic geek/nerd, with black oxfords, black slacks, white shirt, pocket-protector and all. He had graduated the local junior college and while a versatile with his 6" uncut dick he fucked ass good. I myself was a twenty-five-year old 'Joe Average' guy of 6', 200, seven uncut inches, collar-length hair, full beard and had been biting my nails since I turned eighteen. The pot in the eighties was more potent than it was a decade before in the heyday of hippies in the late '60's and early '70's. For the fuck we bought a lid, rolled a dozen joints plus a small one and used the rest in the brownies. We each smoked a whole joint each night after getting home and had a brownie for dessert after supper. The timing was good since by the time the pot hit it was our bedtime. No Late Show or partying or cruising. By morning we were sober enough to go to work with little if any impairment. The afternoon of the fuck we met at the cheap motel that was often called the 'No-Tell Motel' where we checked in and shared a small joint and ate a brownie each to add to our loads without impairing us out in a secluded courtyard in back near the dumpsters. Doug arrived half an hour after we finished eating the brownies. We all went to the room which was near the back of the motel. Glenn llocked the door behind us and I started stripping and announced, "OK guys. First, Doug you go and take a shit so your ass will be empty for our dicks." This was actually so he wouldnt shit out our cums. Doug obligingly went to the bathroom and sat his lower cunt on the toilet seat. As he emptied himself I continued, "We're gonna Simul-fuck him to save time. One man will fuck his ass while the other man has his mouth. As soon as one man finishes nutting and he swallows and sucks off of the man's dick or the one fucking his ass pulls out and he sucks that dick clean the next man sticks it in and fucks. We want each man to nut in both ends." I then added that nobody but Doug was to urinate in the toilet, that we were to use his mouth so he could drink it. I had Doug start things off by sucking Rick's and my dicks to eat our cheeze which also would have a trace of weed in it. Doug knelt before us and began sucking my dick as it swelled in his mouth. His mouth was a good cunt which got my dick hard. Once he had swallowed the last of my cheeze I stepped aside while he sucked Rick's dirty cock clean. After swallowing Rick's cheeze he sucked Glenn's cock to hardness and left it wet. Glenn added some lube to Doug's spit on his dick and stepped to the bottom's ass. Doug bent over and took my cock in his mouth while Glenn took a good grip on his hips and shoved his cock up his ass. I held Doug's head and fucked his mouth soon setting up a rythym with Glenn who was grinning. Seeing his grin got me to grinning which also turned Rick on. We were fucking him good, enjoying his cunts, our dicks pistoning in him like he was a pair of well-oiled cylinders. Glenn started pumping his eyebrows up and down which seemd to turn me on. I slowed my pace, letting the movement of Glenn's fucking move Doug's mouth back and forth on my cock. My dick felt good and I could tell Glenn was enjoying this fuck as well. I was getting close, as Doug was giving my cock a great sucking. Glenn increased his pace and I reached climax as his powerful hips drove his meat in the ass. Glenn stopped thrusting as I stiffened and held Doug's head so I'd shoot in his mouth so he'd swallow my grass loaded cum. I felt good shooting off in his mouth as he began swallowing it. Glenn and I leaned toward each other and kissed, then I let Doug suck off of my spent cock. Rick stepped up as I stepped aside and put his penis in Doug's mouth. Doug sucked it into his mouth and Glenn resumed fucking his ass while he sucked Rick's dick. Glenn fucked harder, faster as he neared climax, his cut dick abrading the hole a bit. Glenn's crotch began banging Doug's ass as he pumped away in it. Rick merely stood there while Glenn did all the work. Doug held onto Rick's hips as Rick held his head while letting it move back and forth on his shaft. A few minutes later both men seemed to stiffen and cum, pumping their weed-charged loads into the hole's holes with Glenn's crotch jammed against Doug's ass while he pumped his initial volley into him while Rick held his dick halfway in as his spunk shot into the hungry mouth. Doug did his duty swallowing Rick's load including sucking it out of his prick. Glenn then thrust a number of times, then pulled out. Doug sucked off of Rick's dick and then sucked Glenn's dick clean, swallowing everything so it was as clean as when he last took a shower. I had to wait almost half an hour since it took that long for me to reload. Rick had to piss so Doug did his duty by kneeling in the shower in the bathroom and drinking it right from the man's tap. Rick was grinning, enjoying his subjugation of Doug who more or less seemed to be enjoying being used by him. Since we had time to kill we men had Doug lay on the bed so we could take turns sitting on his face for a good rimming. We men not only liked to fuck ass but also get our asses kissed, licked, sucked and worshiped. After the rimmings I was ready to pump my second load up Doug's ass. He sucked my dick hard and left it wet with his spit, then stood up and bent-over. I put my dick to his ass, grabbed his hips and shoved it in. I corkscrewed my hips and began fucking him while Glenn put his penis in his mouth. Glenn stood there while I leisurely fucked the 'hole. Doug's ass was just about right especially with Glenn's cum in it. I hoped I'd last but being turned on as I was not to mention uncut I knew I'd take less than ten minutes to pop my second load. Glenn began mouth-fucking Doug who adjusted his hold on the stud's hips. I just stood there, hilted up the asshole, letting the movements of Glenn's fucking move the asshole back and forth to stimulate my dick. I cooled it just a little because watching Glenn fuck Doug's mouth also turned me on. I finally gave in and resumed fucking. A few more minutes resulted in my knees shaking as I reached orgasm and pumped my second load up Doug's ass. I hilted myself as I shot my load in him and could feel his ass muscles clenching on my dick which further stimulated it. I held up and finished shooting my load. Rick was fingering himself to hardness. He was just about fully hard when I pulled out of Doug and stepped aside. Rick stepped up and shoved his dick up the used hole and began fucking. Doug flinched as the man's dirty nails dug into hips. "Watch the nails stud." Glenn said as he winced from Doug's teeth grazing his shaft. Rick adjusted his hold and Glenn resumed fucking. The two men worked well together as they had each done with me. I was spent but still turned on watching my fellow men fuck the asshole's holes.Ten minutes later Rick and then Glenn pumped their cannibis-laden sperms into Doug who himself had cum. Doug sucked Glenn dry as Rick slowly pulled his dick out of his ass. We each had pulled out slowly so Doug's sphincters would stay tight around our dicks and keep our charged spunk inside him. Glen began pulling out as Doug sucked, leaving his dick clean and dry. Doug then sucked mine clean. Rick had finished pulling out and stood by while he finished sucking my dick clean, then put his dick in. Doug sucked it clean and then Glenn and I took Doug to the bathroom where we each put our pricks in his mouth to give him drinks of our warm beer on tap. Pissing in someone's mouth always felt almost as good as cumming in it and this time was even better since our piss as well as our smegma, precum, and cum were full of the essence of cannibis. Rick said he was up for a third load so we sat on the side of the bed and had Doug give our feet some oral servicing. He did Glenn's first, then mine and finished with Rick's. This got us hard and Rick was ready to pump a third lad into Doug who was ready to suck him. We men stood up, Rick lay on his back on the bed and Doug straddled his legs in a bulldog stance and began fellating him. It took longer, this being the young stud's third load. Glenn and I stood admiring Rick as he used Doug's mouth for the good cunt it was. Close to ten minutes later Rick stiffened and nutted as Doug sucked hard. Doug was not only an asshole but was also a fantastic cocksucker who respected us Tops. Anyone watching him knew he loved everything about sucking cocks and getting fucked. Of course he liked fucking others but liked fucking things up for people too. This time he would be fucked. After Doug finished sucking off of Rick's dick we all took a last piss in his mouth and got dressed. I had Rick drop off the room key and check out for us, then we headed to the bus stop while Doug got in his car and headed out. "If he gets stopped so much the better." Glenn said. "He looked like he was just starting to get high." I replied. Rick grinned. We caught the bus to a bar where we had a beer and headed home. The next day Doug took his drug test. As we'd hoped he tested dirty. He was shocked and asked for a retest. The retest was taken the next day but came back just as positive for cannibis. He was shattered and tried explaining his plight. A disciplinary hearing in his boss' office didnt bode well. He was denied his promotion but given a probationary period with an interim retest a month later followed by a "final" test the month after the interim. This meant we had to make another date. Rick, Glen and I had a little fuck party to celebrate his losing his promotion. Glenn and I took turns fucking Rick up his ass and then in his mouth. Glenn and I also hugged and french kissed while we used Rick who was turned on enough to cum from us fucking him. Rick's ass was a great cunt, tight as Doug's. Doug was interim-tested that month later and came up just about clean. We said we'd make a date to celebrate his potential chance of coming clean but that couldnt get together until a couple of days before his crucial final test. The fuckings for that final test were almost a carbon copy of the first session. We smoked the grass, ate the brownies and then shared the pre-party joint, fucked Doug, with Rick going first, and pumped him full of cannibis-laced cum like we did the first time. Again Glenn and I pumped two loads and Rick fed him three. Two days later Doug went for his test and failed. Since the test was two days after the fuckings instead of the day after he had gotten rid of a little of the weed but still had enough to flunk his test. Again he pleaded for a retest which he flunked. His boss gave him a stern lecture and then fired him. We got word a couple of days later. Rick's dick hardened right there in his pants. Fortunately we were at a bar. We finished our drinks and went to Rick's uncle's place. Rick's uncle was home and joined Glenn and me in fucking Rick's ass and mouth with gay abandon. "We fucked that cunt five and seven times." Glenn boasted to Rick's uncle about what we'd done to Doug, noting that he and I had fucked Doug four times, Rick fucked him six times and we had also fucked him out of his job. Rick's uncle was proud of his nephew for being a good part of the team. Rick came when one of us fucked him. Doug had a harder time getting a decent job. I saw him in a chain hamburger stand where he toiled earning minimum wage. I greeted him cordially, not letting anything slip out about the fuck party. He never seemed to figure out how he had gotten the weed into his system. He had even asked Glenn for a job after job-hunting after he was fired. Glenn hired him and treated him like shit so he quit and ended up flipping burgers. Seeing an asshole knocked off his ladder to the top so he ended up working as a peon turned me on enough that I had to stop by Rick's to bust a nut up his ass before heading home. Being part of a team of winners putting a loser in his place by fucking him both literally and fucking him out of his job was a great time had by Glenn, Rick and myself. These three-plus decades later I still get turned on thinking how we fucked that asshole. It helps me get off when I fuck my lover's ass or mouth. Glenn still thinks of it when he fucks his wife or lets someone suck his now senior citizen stud cock. He retired a few years ago, selling his garage business and started making the required withdrawals from his retirement account as well as collecting Social Security. Rick's middle-aged dick gets hard when he remembers that fucking. He still fucks ass as well as gets sucked off. Rick and I retired after the three decades at the plant, our pensions among the last that hadnt been tampered with or eliminated. He has been monogamous with a lover for a quarter of a century. Doug went through a succession of crummy jobs, had gotten a management job a couple of decades ago but lost it after complaints from his underlings and reprimands from above, got hooked on drugs after losing that job, caught HIV, kicked his drug habit for a while so he could scrounge another series of low-level jobs until the recession when jobs became few and far between, has lived on the street and been on dope off and on in the past half-decade. He has no pension, has to eke out a living doing whatever he can for a few bucks here and there, still has to wait for his Social Security which wont be much, is in ill health and bitter. This work of fiction is set in the days before AIDS and is intended only to turn men on sexually. I dont advocate actually using drugs especially in this day and age of HIV and other diseases.

Sorry he didnt seed you that time. Better luck next time

The cold holiday season: a great time to cuddle-up with someone. I had been at a party at work and had hoped to hook up with a fellow chubby to cuddle-up with as well as sink my shaft in and work up some body heat as well as get my rocks off but ended up with a somewhat skinny guy half my age named Jimmy. Two of the chubbies ended up with other guys but two fat guys had the luck I didnt get. There were about a dozen of us gay and bi guys at the party so we put pieces of paper with our names in a hat and drew names. There were three classifications. The bottoms' names were on pink pieces of paper, the versatiles were on yellow and my name and two or three other tops were on white. The hat was passed and we each drew names. A couple of us had to re-draw because we either drew our own names or a top or bottom drew another of the same type. Each time a name was successfully drawn the one of the man who drew it was removed and the remaining names shuffled. One chub got paired-off and two remained. The hat was passed and I reached in and fumbled around hoping to get a versatile or bottom chubby. I picked a piece of paper, took it out, read it and said,"Jimmy, you're my bitch for the night." Jimmy came to me and kissed me. I had actually wanted to add his twenty-two year old twats to my conquests a year before but he was frigid to me so I was kind of glad I was going to finally score him. After the names were all drawn those who didn't draw got the pieces of paper with the names of the men who drew theirs. The party went well, especially for over a hundred there. At midnight it broke up and we went home. Jimmy and I as well as others had both taken the bus to the party in order to dodge getting pulled over for drunk driving on the way home. My place was a convenient ride from the plant so we hopped a bus after a ten minute wait. I paid Jimmy's fare since he didn't have a monthly pass. Once the door to my pad was closed and locked behind us, we hugged and french kissed. Jimmy was versatile but hadn't done anything with his mouth other than sucked a friend of mine's cock three days earlier. I turned down the heat and we went into my room and stripped. I was a tad sweaty from my layers of winter clothing as was Jimmy. We then hugged and he knelt, got his head under my gut and sucked my dick to hardness. He left it wet and lay on my bed with a couple of pillows under his pelvis while I greased up my meat a little. I spat on his hole and mounted him. My cut average size 6" dick slid right up bis ass. "Who fucked you?" I asked him, feeling the cum in his ass as I hilted my dick in him. "John." he replied. "Good. He's my buddy." I replied, glad to have my dick in his cum. John and I had shared a number of bottoms and swapped lots of spit while sharing those holes. I lay my weight on his back and began fucking him. His asshole was good cunt so I enjoyed laying on him thrusting in his ass. I gripped his upper arms as he slightly adjusted himself under me. I also adjusted myself for optimum angle of entry and fucking and fucked away. A few mintues later I began breathing a little hard and felt sweat just begin to break out as I fucked him faster and harder. We were warming up under me, my chest and belly and his back and ass. I increased my tempo and stroke as my dick started feeling the pre-climax. Jimmy was taking it well with my 289 pounds on his back. I got my urges, took full strokes and hilted myself in him as I pumped half a dozen rapid-fire spurts up his ass before resuming thrusting to pump the rest of my load up him. I rested on his back enjoying the afterfuck. I knew he wasn't too comfortable but I felt fine not to mention how good my dick felt in him. "You're a good piece of ass Jimmy. Hope your mouth's as good." I said. He didn't seem to appreciate my complement but did seem to massage my dick with his ass muscles. Several mintues later I rolled off of him, my dick pulling out, now semi-flaccid. He got up and did his duty to suck it clean for me. His mouth was good and I started to get hard again but I knew that at forty-five I needed an hour to reload. I was sleepy now so I had him snuggle up to me in a spooning position on our sides with him backing up to me. I pulled the covers over us and draped my arm around him and we went to sleep. I swore I could feel him grinding his ass a little into my crotch as we went to sleep. I awoke at about four or five in the morning with a hardon. I debated on putting it to him or pissing first. I would have liked to put it in his mouth so he could drink my morning piss but he didn't like to drink piss, much as many watersports tops felt that they had the right to have their piss drank. I could have stuck it right up his ass and fucked him but didn't want to chance pissing before I was ready to cum and mess up my bed so I got up, went to the john, pissed and returned to bed feeling the cold, my dick still quite hard. Jimmy was awake so I had him suck on my dick a few minutes before assuming his position, then I fucked him again. I warmed us up with my efforts as I fucked his ass. This time I worked up a good sweat, as it took me longer to bust my second nut even though it was two or three hours after my first load. Jimmy took the fucking well, seeming to grin and bare it. It was worth the effort as my dick was feeling good and I felt good using Jimmy for my sexual pleasure. I slowly increased my pace as I enjoyed myself. Fucking faster and breathing hard I then slowed just a little and synchronized my breathing and thrusting. My dick built up and then I felt myself swell with pride. A few more thrusts and my dick shot my load up Jimmy's dick-loving ass. It was just about as good feeling an orgasm as my first one in him. This time I kept fucking as I pumped my second load up him, my dick feeling that great pleasure of the male orgasm. I thrust until spent, then lay on his back, my dick hilted inside him. He massaged my dick out of appreciation for my warmth and for fucking him. I rested and fell asleep for a half an hour or so until I started getting too cold because I'd left the covers off after cumming. I thrust for a bit, my dick just stiff enough to stay in. This warmed us up before I rolled off his back. He woke up as I rolled off and he remembered his duty to suck my dick clean. Once he finished I covered us back up and we went back to sleep 'til the sun was up. We got up and had breakfast before he went home.[/font]

I had a date with a little twink of a fella whom I'd let suck my cock during afternoon break. He was 22, under 6', slender with a 29" waist, long blond hair and a dainty style of gold rim glasses. He looked almost like a titless woman. I myself was fifty, just over 6', well over 200 with a pot-gut and decent amount of body hair, balding with a full beard and the kind of glasses we men wore in the '60's. My hands were rough and calused with grease in the lines of their skin and under my nails from my mechanic job. It was the time of the year when they chapped and the skin split and were all but useless for jacking off. I had jacked off wearing rubber gloves which was satisfactory but I never found that kind of gloves again and the other brands were as bad as no gloves at all. Not all was lost because although I enjoyed jacking off I also enjoyed fucking ass and mouth especially using someone's holes for my pleasure. My normal 6" cut dick needed some action and the little fairy I had let suck my cock during break the week before needed and wanted some meat in his other cunt. We went to my place after work. After getting us some beers form the fridge I sat my ass on the sofa and had the fella sit at my feet. "Take off my shoes." I told him. He untied my steel-toed work oxfords and then knew to peel off my socks as the smells of my sweaty feet began filling the room. He reached into his pants to adjust his growing member while holding my sweat-wet sock to his face and inhaling. My ex wife had bitched about how bad my smelly feet stunk after sweating all day in my work shoes, especially in the summer but this little fetishist was getting turned on by it. He then lay my dirty socks across my shoes and took my foot in hand and began sucking my toes, licking the buildup of toejam from between them and working his way from toenails to ankles. By that time my dick was rock hard. I stood up and told him to suck it. He obeyed and fellated me for a few minutes. I then held his head and made love to his mouth the way we men fuck any other cunts, ejaculating in it after several minutes of work. He sucked my load out of my dick and swallowed it before I released his head. He sucked off of my dick but didnt kiss it. My dick felt great having used his mouth like any other cunt for my sexual pleasure. We went out to dinner at a pizza joint. I had a pizza and a half and two beers while he had half of one and one beer. We returned and watched a dirty movie before hitting the hay. "You want another blow?" he asked. "Not now, I'm saving it to fuck your ass later but I will take a good rimming." I replied as we stripped. Nude in bed I lay on my side, my back to him, and had him scrunch down to begin rimming my sweaty ass. I felt good with him under the covers burying his face in my sweaty crack and kissing, licking and sucking my hole. I wanted so much to dutch-oven him, my dick hardening at that thought. "I want you laying on your stomach or on your side with your back to me when I wake up in the middle of the night." I told him. He answered by shoving his tongue into my hole a couple of times. My dick hardened more as I drifted of to sleep. I awoke a couple of hours before the crack of dawn, my dick hard. I dipped my fingers into the jar of lube I had on the nightstand, spat on my hand and smeared the spit and lube mixture on my stiffy. He wasnt quite in position but I was able to get my dick to his ass. Once he felt it and woke up I reminded him to get into position. He rolled onto his stomach and spread his legs. I mounted him and shoved my dick back up his ass as he winced in the initial pain. He got used to my thrusts and settled in for the fucking. His ass was a good cunt, nice and tight around my dick as I lay on his back mindlessly piston-thrusting in him enjoying the good feeling of his snug twat around my dick and that I was using him for my pleasure. I lost track of time, not caring, just fucking him. The lube began to wear out so I could feel more friction. It wasnt bad, at least for my dick but I could sense the fairy was feeling a little sore. Of course I was enjoying making him sore. Every thrust of my dick both added to his pain and to my pleasure. I finally started working up a sweat and then breathing hard, varying my stroke and tempo as I finally got closer to cumming. I felt the fairy tighten up his twat around my dick. He had either cummed or the pain was worsening for him. I liked that it tightened up his hole for me as I fucked harder and faster. "You gonna cum soon?" he asked. "When my dick feels like cumming." I replied. I didnt care how he felt, just as long as my own dick felt good in him. I was the man whos purpose was to enjoy fucking and cumming in the cunt and he was the cunt whos purpose was to please us men and our dicks. He seemed to feel more pain and my dick seemed to be swelling although I wasnt yet reaching my urges yet. He started wincing with each thrust so I knew my dick was doing its job to wear his ass out. I fucked him harder, starting to pile-drive it up his sore hole. I then jack-hammered in him as he started to whine. I finally got my urges, pounded him and hilted myself as my rock hard love-pole exploded in an absolutely fantastic feeling orgasm as I pumped my pent-up load up his ass. Over half a dozen rapid-fire spurts of cum blsted out of my hilted dick into the asshole who seemed to be relieved that it was about to be over. I began thrusting again to pump the rest of my load up his ass as I grinned. I had once again conquered a new piece of ass as well as enjoyed asserting my manhood by fucking someone, both in his mouth and up his ass as well as him rimming my ass and giving my feet oral service to help get my dick hard. I rested again as he asked when I was going to withdraw to which I answered, "When I'm finished with you." I was a little surprised since most holes I fucked asked or even begged me to leave it in even after I'd pumped pain as well as cum up their asses. After a few more minutes I was done. I slammed a few more thrusts home to pump more pain up his ass and zark-off the last of my sperms into him, then I yanked out and dismounted. I looked down on the poof who looked like he didnt appreciate the free stud service I'd given him. I stood and waited for him to get up. He didnt. I was able to see the filth he's left on my meat in the dim light filtering in through the window. I held out my dick and leaned over to put it in his mouth. "C'mon, open up. You need to suck it clean." I told him with a hint of growl in my voice. He capitulated and I shoved my cock in his mouth. He began sucking it clean and making it feel good once more. I felt good using his mouth to clean my dick of what he'd left on it. He did what turned out to be a half-assed job but at least he had licked and sucked most of it off my dick and swallowed it. "I need to get ready for work so let's get dressed." I told him. I put on my shorts from the night before and he started getting up and groggily picking up his clothes and putting them on as I put my trousers on and then my T-shirt. I watched him finish getting dressed. He went to the john and pissed. I was glad he didnt try shitting out my cum as a few disrespectful assholes have done. He came out and finished getting dressed. I saw him to the door and said, "Have a nice day. Dont do anyone I wouldnt do." He went and I closed the door after him, locked it and went back upstairs to strip again and take a much deserved shower including washing my love-muscle truly clean and pissing in the drain while thinking of how good it would have felt to use the pansy's mouth for a urinal.

Bruce was as stereotype a fairy as I'd ever seen. He was deliberately slender with a 29" waist that his type liked having, had long bleached hair, contact lenses, long nails out past his fingertips(even without the dead white on the ends his nails were longer than wide, the opposite of most of us mens' nails) sometimes with clear polish and never so much as a speck of dirt under them, no facial hair, wore what my lover called blouse-type shirts, pants that looked like womens' capris and various fag-shoes, slippers, sandals and other footwear he thought he could get away with that was unisex. His original first name wasn't Bruce but after a few years of using it he had it changed. Many said he looked like a flat-chested, or titless woman. In complete contrast I was and still am a normal man, standing a manly 6', weighted a manly 250, sported a crewcut, sometimes a flattop, full beard, normal mens' glasses, nails I'd bitten since turning eighteen and usually outlined in grease from my mechanic job, wore plain T-shirts, flannel shirts in the winter, jeans and my used lace-up steel-toed work boots that ended up as my off-duty footwear every year when I got new ones and maybe my dirty worn-out white plain rubber flip-flops when I went cruising for foot-fetish bottoms. My work attire was my lace-up steel-toe work boots which got replaced every year, the old ones being worn off duty, dark blue work pants and shirt which usually sported sweat stains by the afternoon in the summer, a dark blue cap, horn rim type safety glasses and sometimes work gloves when a job demanded it. I shagged Bruce at a sex club I sometimes went to for certain sexual acts I enjoyed. He was on his stomach on the mats in the lit orgy room getting his ass fucked by one man after another. "Let's fuck that queen." I said to my buddy who was also there to score some hole. We took our places in line and two men later it was my turn. The poof sucked the previous stud's dick clean, then he sucked mine to full hardness. I mounted him, slid my dick up the cum-filled asshole and fucked him. The fairy seemed still decently tight meaning he hadn't been fucked as much as others of his league. Ten minutes of sloshing-sounding fucking later I nutted in the cuntass. A few more thrusts and I withdrew and had him suck it clean. My buddy let the poof suck his dick to hardness and had his turn, nutting in a few minutes less than it took me to unload. He pulled out and we had the fairy suck his dick clean before sucking the next stud to full hardness. I wanted to give the "woman" a drink of my warm beer on tap but six more men were in line to fuck his/her ass. An hour later we saw the fairy swishing to the showers. I checked the mat floor where we'd fucked him and saw that he had licked up his cum. (S)he had cum twice from getting fucked. The team of us men spanned the demographics from college kids to a 65 year old; fat slobs, skinnny truck mechanic studs, a hippie, an ex-marine, trucker, accountant, homely old janitor, handsome aspiring movie star and a few other horny studs. "Ten or twelve men fucked that fag last week" a fat forty year old said as we lined up in the shower to give the poof golden showers or drinks of warm beer on tap. The line moved much faster for the piss action. I gave the fairy's face a golden shower, my buddy grabbed his ears, put his dick in his mouth and emptied his bladder. The poof tried to pull back but my buddy's dirty thick nails dug in forcing the fairy to accept his/her fate of a mouthful of man's piss. "Next time you're gonna blow me" I told Brucey who nodded but with little enthusiasm. We shot the shit with a couple of guys who said that Bruce had been raped. One of the guys claimed (bragged) he had joined three other men who raped him. After showering off our piss, the little cum-dump dried off and then swished to the locker room as a couple of men taunted him. My buddy and I went back to the orgy room to find another piece of ass to pump our second loads into.

Good reading about a stud who fucks rough. I also got turned on that you licked his feet(I loved getting my sweaty feet licked and sucked) and pissing in your mouth(pissing in someone's mouth feels almost as good as cumming in it). I also liked when some bottoms sucked my dick clean and kissed it and my sweaty balls after I fucked and cummed up their asses.

Thanks for turning me on with the mature stud fucking the young guy. Love when really old men can still get hard enough to fuck ass and they can still cum. Back when I was twink-age (18-24) Most guys I fucked were over 30 including men over 60. The most masculine man I fucked was a 54 yo he-man chub-bear(both his ass and his mouth) and my best all time BJ was from a masculine 64 yo with white hair and beard. So nice to shag masculine bottoms&verstiles. Now that I'm in my late 50's I sometimes fantasize I'm fucking someone in his twenties when I masturbate or fuck my lover's mouth.

I was fat since my college days, the result of stuffing myself whenever I could between classes, homework and my part time job. I had worked a Santa gig at the mall for half a dozen years, often with a male elf assistant who was college age to my thirty-six. Unfortunately I got pozzed at thirty-five thanks to getting caught-up in a bar fight with blood transfer from one of the rowdies into a cut I'd just got when I was knocked into the jukebox while trying to get the hell out of there. I caught the tell-tale flu and my alert doctor decided to have me tested. The bad news came back and I was mad and swore revenge although I never saw who was in the fight on a subsequent and final return to the bar. That winter I was hired again for the mall Santa gig I'd done for the previous six years. I first got the job when I was thirty due to my heft from my healthy appetite as well as a connection with a friend and taking my vacations in December. The extra money always came in handy. Each year my assistant who wore the elf outfit was usually a college kid ranging in age from eighteen to twenty. In the early afternoon we'd dress in our respective outfits and hit the throne for the six hours with breaks every two hours. The second and third years my elf was Danny who happened to be gay. I had been assigned a high school girl who was good at her job the first year so there was no sex but with Danny I was guaranteed a piece every night whether it was a blowjob or a piece of his 19 year old ass. I had also shared him with Cleland our boss and with Ed the old janitor at the mall. Once in a while a dad of one of the kids who came to tell Santa what they wanted for Christmas would confidentially come out to me and I'd either share Danny with the man or I'd be fucking the closeted dad myself. I had a couple more male elves as well as female ones. One of the college coeds had come onto me but Cle backed me up when I told her it was strictly business. One of the two guys who did elf duty was straight and a bit of a sexuality-bigot so Cle and I never let him know we'd just as soon fuck his ass(and mouth) as look at him. That first year of being HIV had curtailed my sex. I didnt want to be a "Johnnie AIDS-seed" planting my bug in every asshole I could get my dick up. I used protection whenever someone wanted to take my dick in them, even in their mouths if it was obvious they had bad gums or open sores. The disease was relatively new so not much was known other than its deadliness. Cle knew about my problem, his own son having caught it from unprotected sex. That year I was assigned another guy elf. Patrick was a redhead who looked a little like the blond Danny. He was negative, as was Cle and had given Cle the requisite blowjob to make sure he'd be a respectful elf and do our bidding. Pat knew about the new disease but for some reason he wanted to get fucked by me. The conjecture that had started in '83 was that most of the disease was passed via anal sex. After our first night Pat asked me if I wanted a blowjob. "Remember, I have the bug." I reminded him. "It would be worth it to swallow your semen stud." he begged. "What's so special about me, and Cle for that matter?" I asked him. He said that we were more manly than most guys he had sex with and that we men, especially myself, turned him on. He also mentioned something about being a chubby-chaser. I told him that I'd give him the gift up his ass for Christmas but up to then we'd have to use condoms when I fucked his ass but it would be OK for him to blow me bareback. Right from the first night I could tell Patrick was in heat and was glad his elf outfit more or less hid his hard five-incher. I wasnt as excited like he was, having fucked many guys since I was eighteen. To me he was more or less just another piece of ass to bust my nut in. When our shift was finally over at eight PM we went to the dressing room and stripped. As soon as my pants were off Pat dropped to his knees and dropped my shorts. He took my dick out, kissed and swallowed it while humming in delight. Like Danny and some other cocksuckers his mouth was a good cunt. He was soon bobbing his head back and forth beneath my belly making my stiff dick feel good. I stood there enjoying the blowjob. Pat did me good, getting me off in a cool ten minutes. He hugged my waist while he sucked and swallowed as I shot my load in his mouth. He took all of it, his face buried in my pubes as I ejaculated in his throat which was stretched around my dickhead. I could tell he loved sucking my dick and making it and me feel good. Cle came in just as we finished putting on our civvies. "You guys did good. Pat give me a blow." he said, unzipping his pants. Pat buttonned his shirt and knelt before the obese 66 year old man and fished his cock out of his pants. Cle's crotch smells didnt faze Pat at all. Pat sucked the man's cock into his mouth and pumped his head back and forth while I stood next to Cle with my arm around him. It took him longer to get off but he had the quality orgasm we men are entitled to and that good cocksuckers strive to give us. We hugged and french kissed while Pat sucked him dry and then drank his piss. After Pat sucked off of his dick and kissed it and his scrotum Cle said "Thanks Pat". I needed to piss too so Pat took my dick back into his mouth and drank my warm beer on tap. He was as good a piss drinker as Danny was so I enjoyed myself. Another aspect of the virus was that only one father dared to shag my elf and only one man who was a grandfather wanted to suck me off. The man who fucked Pat used a condom and a popular brand of water-based lube. He enjoyed himself in the asshole. Pat resisted his desire to pop the man's used condom into his mouth and swallow the man's load. The old man who sucked my dick was an old pro, having been in the closet sneaking around to suck cocks starting in his twenties. The great part was that I had a few more pieces of his mouth and pretected sex up his ass over thr next month. Sex with Pat was nice. Most times were before the shift started but sometimes if one of us ran late it was after. Pat wanted to get the gift so I told him I would give him that special gift on our last night which was Christmas Eve. I could tell Pat was excited every time he sucked my cock or I put my sheathed dick to his ass. He seemd to be counting down the days to X-mas Eve and said he was saving himself for me, forsaking all others except for Cle and Ed who had been tested and limited their sex to using Pat or jacking off. Another thing I missed was french kissing Cle and Ed when we shared pieces of ass. We made up for it with extra hugging. Christmas Eve finally arrived. It was the heaviest afternoon and night. A morning Santa worked the first shift on weekends and during school Christmas vacation. One year the morning Santa was a fat older gay man who shagged Danny the second year Danny worked the gig. He said he was thinking about hanging it up this year after two kids puked on him and the kids in line got abusive while waiting for the day janitor to clean it up each time. Fortunately the smell was gone by the time his shift was over. The final night went two hours longer than the usual 8 pm quitting time. The day crew worked an extra hour and we came in an hour later than normal and worked until ten. As with the day crew it was heavy with the line as long as a sissy's fingernails. The afternoon and evening was worse with most of the kids being tired, cranky and bitchy, more so than the other nights. Some had colds or flu so Pat and I were also jerking our heads away to dodge their sneezing and coughing. Fortunately a stand fan had been set up across the throne from where the kids stood to give us their want lists to blow their germs away from us. Each year we also learned some new swear words and epithets of all kinds, mostly from the foul mouths of kids. I remembered the times my parents washed my mouth out with soap for saying less vulgar words. We were glad as hell when it ended. We had also worked a few minutes overtime because of stragglers so Pat had to ask a passing mall employee to get a security guard to tend the end of the line sign. We happily shucked our outfits in the dressing room. Cle was there but Ed was busy cleaning up the throne area. Ed then joined us in the dressing room. "You ready to give me the gift?" Pat excitedly asked me. "You sure you want it? Your life will change forever and not for the better." I told him. "I know. I researched everything and I want your 'baby' stud!" he said. "If you want it I'll be glad to give it to you but Cle and Ed are going to have their last bare pieces of you." I replied as I fingered my hardening dick. "Thank you Eric. Pat suck it hard." Cle said. Ed and I stood with our arms around each other while Pat knelt before the fat old stud and sucked his cock into his mouth. Once it was hard he left it wet and kissed it. Pat then leaned over the table which had been a workbench while Cle added some grease to the spit on his dick. Cle then lined up his shot and shoved his dick up the asshole. He held Pat's hips and made love to him. My dick was starting to throb and ooze precum while I watched my studly fat boss fuck the asshole. Cle looked at me, winked and grinned before turning his attention to the asshole's lithe body. Pat wasnt as small as Danny but was just as receptive to mens dicks. I could tell he was enjoying the old chub-bear's lovemaking. I wanted so much to french kiss him when he cummed in Pat as we had done in previous years but we both didnt want to risk infecting him. Cle fucked good and hard, seeming to know how to fuck so his dick would abrade the asshole more than normal. Pat occasionally flinched as Cle angled his dick in different ways. Cle had mentioned raping some asshole when he was in his early twenties and how much he enjoyed pumping pain into him, how good his dick felt both fucking and cumming. Cle began breathing hard, his massive chest heaving, by the time he nutted in Pat's twat. He hilted hismelf and then thrust as he pumped his senior citizen love up the young piece of ass. I had to smear my precum aroud on my dick to keep it from dripping on the floor. A couple of minutes later Cle pulled hus cock out of the hole who then sucked it clean and kissed it. I hugged him and he and Ed hugged and passionately kissed each other. Ed was ready. Pat knelt, sucked Ed's dick to full hardness and kissed it before resuming his position over the workbench. The skinny old stud put his dick to the asshole and slid right in. He grabbed Pat's hips. The punk flinched as Ed's dirty nails dug into his soft skin. Ed fucked him good, thrusting faster than Cle did. Cle and I stood with our arms around each other admiring Ed's studmanship as Ed and I had when Cle fucked. Ed gave a good accounting of himself, fucking that hole more roughly than usual for fifteen minutes or so and pumping his neg. load up it. After Ed withdrew, Pat then sucked his dick clean, drank his piss, sucked off of it and kissed his cock and balls. I hugged him and he and Cle hugged and french kissed again. I was ready to give Pat the gift. Pat sucked my rock-hard dick just enough to wet it good, then returned to his spot. I stepped up, put my dick to his asshole and rammed it in with a fat-shaking snap of my hips. I hilted my bare dick up his ass and then made toxic love to him. I knew my precum was also infected so I was already starting to give him the gift. Cle's and Ed's cum were excellent lube, as it always was. I loved that their cums were on my dick as I fucked ass. My fellow men stood next to me as I piston-thrust in Pat. I was glad that Ed was able to get away from his duties long enough to join us to fuck him that last time. He'd had fucked him the night before but he had a real bad mess to clean up. I pounded that asshole good, enjoying my feeling of masculine power conquering someone that many considered inferior to us manly Tops. Knowing what I was doing and what I was going to fill him with was an added turn-on for me. I fucked Pat's neg. cunt with gay abandon, doing a different job than merely making love as I'd done to Danny and other holes I'd fucked. Making love had been joyful for me but now that I had the bug I was more excited knowing I was pumping it into someone, knowing what my sexual pleasure would do to Pat, knowing I was going to inject my deadly poison seed into him. I fucked him harder, faster, doing my best to tear up his insides to facilitate my sperms passing their deadly load into his system. Cle and Ed were standing beside me encouraging me as I fucked Pat, my dick starting to feel really good. I then pile-drove in his ass, my cum ready to spurt. My balls drew up, my dick seemed to expand and I hilted my dick as I began shooting my deadly wad, pumping my gift up Patrick who seemed to be enjoying it all even though he knew all about the gift I was enjoying giving him. I pulled out and re-hilted my dick in him as my love muscle turned death-gun filled him with the life-changing gift. It was one of my best feeling orgasms. I then pulled halfway out and slammed it home again numerous times to pump the rest of my gift to him into him. "Here's your present Pat. I know you wont enjoy it anywhere near as much as I enjoyed giving it to you, once it hits." I said and thrust some more, my dick still feeling that zing of great feeling of pumping my deadly disease into him. I turned to Cle and Ed who hugged me in turn and put one arm around each one while holding Pat hard against the workbench with my gift-stick buried deep inside him. Cle and Ed kissed me on my cheeks and I kissed their cheeks. It was a chore to suppress my desire to deeply, passionately french kiss these old fellow studs like we had done in previous years. I put both hands back on Pat's hips and thrust a few more times before slowly pulling out of him. I stepped back. My partners needed to urinate so we went to the showers and had Pat kneel. We held our dicks and doused Pat's face. After we finished draining our bladders in Pat's face he turned to me and sucked my gift-injector clean, then kissed it lavishly and then my sweaty scrotum while deeply inhaling the masculine aromas of my sweaty crotch. He then stood up and hugged us men tight and thanked me for having given him the deadly holiday gift, then he hugged Cle for hiring him and assigning him to me, finishing by hugging Ed for fucking him. Pat washed himsefl off, we got dressed and shot the shit about how good fucking Danny and Pat was. Cle said if I was still in shape the next year he wanted me back and that he would try to arrange to hire another virgin I could give the gift to. "I'd sure like that Cle." I said as I absentmindedly rubbed my crotch through my shorts before putting on my long underwear and then my trousers. Pat was on his knees kissing Cle's and Ed's asses. I was putting on my shirts when Cle and Ed sat on a wooden bench. Pat shucked their shoes, pulled off their socks and began orally servicing their feet while they hugged and french kissed each other. Cle grinned and adjusted his dick which grew as Pat licked between his toes. Ed opened his fly. I myself had had my feet orally serviced a number of times so I knew how much Cle and Ed were turned on when Pat did their smelly old dogs. Of course my own dick stirred seeing my studly boss and the equally studly janitor getting their toejam eaten. I know that most bodily fluids including smegma, cum, piss, sweat, tears and blood harbor the virus so I thought of how great my feet would feel getting licked and sucked after sweating in my work shoes on a hot summer day. I had let Pat lick my feet previously but I needed to sit next to Cle and Ed and have him lick them. We three men sat side by side as Pat licked my smelly feet and my dick grew to full attention. He made a mistake, tickling my right sole causing an involuntary kick resulting in thr nail of my big toe cutting the roof of his mouth. He pulled back to suck the remaining toes of my foot. I could see some blood on my big toe so my dick jumped to full hardness. I as going to fuck Pat's mouth. Cle and Ed grinned knowing what I planned. As soon as Pat finished licking my feet I had him put my shoes on for me. I stood up, took out my dick and had him kneel. I put my dick in his mouth, held his head and fucked his mouth much like I fucked his ass. I forced my pole into his throat a few times as well causing him to gag as my dickhead stretched his throat kind of like it does a virgin ass. He took the fucking well and ten minutes later I fed him the second installment of the gift. I held his head to my crotch with his nose buried in my pubes while he hugged me tight for a couple of minutes to give my spunk plenty of time to infect the toenail cut in the roof of his mouth and his stretched throat. It was a great feeling oral orgasm, likely to be my best all-time cum in someone's mouth. I corkscrewed my hips and let him suck off of my dick. As before, he kissed it and my drained nut sack. We finished getting dressed and Cle and I gathered up all the stuff we'd kept in our lockers during the job. Pat hugged us men and I hugged Cle and Ed. "Man I miss kissing you guys!" I said to Cle and Ed. "Same here. Hope there's a cure someday." Cle replied. "Same here. You're a swell stud." Ed added. I saw Pat in a bar a month later. We got to talking and compared our flu symptoms and our subsequent sex lives. He had finished feeling well enough to return to work and had stopped at the bar on his way home. He said he was still getting married and was on much the same drug regiman I was on. I worried about his wife but he said she was trying to retire from prostitution. She likely had the bug herself. He said that he didnt want to give the gift except to the worse assholes and the effeminate bug-chasers who were really in heat. He had gotten sucked once since that night I gave him the gift. He had also fucked a poz hole as well as sucked off two poz men. We went to his apartment where we did the full session starting with oral foot service, fucking his ass, a good rimming and kissing of my ass finished with a blowjob and giving him a drink of my warm beer on tap topped off by him sucking off of my dick and kissing it and my balls.Santa was originally skinny but commercial efforts re-cast him as an old chubby. Now days a skinny Santa may well be poz.

I was fat since my college days, the result of stuffing myself whenever I could between classes, homework and my part time job. I had taken my work vacation in December that year so I did a Santa gig at a mall for extra money when I was 28 but never went back after that year. The only good thing was wearing hip-waders under the pants of the Santa outfit because some of the snot-noses had accidents. The next gig was a couple of years later at a competing mall. This was a much better setup because the kids stood beside the throne instead of sitting in the Santa's lap when they told us what they wanted, the worst part being the ones who pulled the beard. My elf that year was a highschool girl who was competant at her job. The best part was the bonus I got at the end of the gig. My boss Cleland was fatter than me and had worked the gig himself years before and had set up the procedures there. Cle was also a bi Top who could still score ass as well as mouth. I had seen him cornholing some fairy in the mens' dressing room toward the end of that first gig. He smiled at me while still humping away once he saw that I was turned on. Not only that but after the poof sucked his dick clean he offered me seconds in the asshole which I gladly accepted. It was a great fuck in my manly boss' cum so I blew a really great feeling load in it. After the fella sucked my dick clean my big old boss and I hugged and french kissed each other. Cle wasnt anything near Hollywood handsome even when he was my age but his raw masculinity more than made up for it. He was a healthy sixty years old but could fuck like he was three or four decades younger. The second year Cle asked me back, adding that I'd get a male elf. I joked about if the elf was a cute blond. He said Danny had auditioned for the part and passed it the way the others did but that Danny cinched the job by sucking him off, swallowing his cum and kissing his cock. That second year at his mall was better than the first thanks to Cle hiring Danny. Danny worked well with me so we hit it off well. He was a thin petite blond who could have played Peter Pan and was sometimes mistaken for a titless woman. Most men had long hair in 1980 with Danny being no exception. I was fucking all kinds of men and fairies ranging from poofs like Danny to butch biker types and truckers who liked having a man's load up their asses to lubricate their insides on the long hauls. The first night of the gig with Danny was great. We had stripped in the dressing room and hung up our costumes. "Nice ass Danny." I'd said. "Thanks. Want some of it?" he replied. I lowered my shorts and showed him my hardening dick under my belly. He dropped to his knees and sucked it to full hardness. Although I tipped the scales at 280 on my 6' frame I sported just over 7" of cut meat. I would have liked to be uncut but the circumcision craze had swamped the country decades before. My only consolation was being able to pound ass harder without much chance of hurting my glans. After sucking my dick to hardness and kissing it Danny stripped off his shorts, bent-over and grabbed his ankles while I added some lube to his spit on my dick. I spat on his asshole, stood behind him, lined up my shot and shoved it right in. It was obvious that Danny's nineteen year old hole was no virgin. He hardly flinched as I slid right in and hilted myself. I flexed my love muscle inside him and made love to him him, my good sized nailbitten hands gripping his hips to keep us steady. I felt really good, a big fat masculine man conquering a masculinity-lacking little fairy. I soon was piston-thrusting in him and could tell he was enjoying it just as much as I was. My dick felt really good in that queen as I made love to him, my pelvis occasionally slapping his ass, my fat jiggling and rippling depending on how fast I was thrusting in him. Ten quick minutes later I was getting close, working up a sweat and breathing hard. I gripped his hips a bit tighter as I increased my pace in him. "Give it to me daddy! Pump your love into me!" he gushed. Just then I felt his hole tighten up a little around my dick and heard what sounded like cum hitting the concrete floor. I was fucking him good, my dick feeling its pre-climax. My balls began to draw up and I could feel my dick swell. I thrust faster and then shot my love deep inside him, holding him to me with my dick buried deep inside him, my pubes and his ass hairs mingling together in sweaty extacy as my dick spurted into his twat. I thrust a few more times to pump the rest into him and add to my pleasure. "Leave it in stud!." he gushed like a biker chick in heat. I held my position, my dick finishing throbbing in his ass. Just then I heard keys unlocking the door and yanked out of the asshole. It was a false alarm, as Cle came in grinning. "Suck his dick clean and then I'm having a piece." he told Danny who obliged. My dick felt good as the poof sucked it clean and swallowed the filth he'd left on it when I pulled out of him. He sucked off of my dick leaving it clean and dry and kissed it and my scrotum while we men hugged and french kissed. Danny then turned to Cle who had his shirt off and his pants down. Danny sucked the six-decade old man's cock hard and left it wet as he had mine, then turned around and bent-over for the man who shoved his meat up his ass and began making love to him. I watched in fascination as the masculine fat mature stud made love to the young androgenous piece of hole. He pumped that hole for about fifteen minutes before adding his load to mine. We men french kissed while he held the punk's hips to his crotch and thrust a bit to pump the rest of his mature love into the hot cunt of an ass. A couple of minutes later we men disengaged and he pulled out of Danny who then turned around and sucked his dick clean before kissing it and his balls. Cle then told Danny to suck his dick again. Cle grinned as Danny's adams apple began bobbing up and down. It was obvious that Danny was not only a piece of cunt but a urinal. Cle was one helluva stud. After Danny sucked off of Cle's dick again and kissed it I put my dick in his mouth and took one of the most enjoyable pisses in recent years. Danny then kissed my dick and we all got dressed and punched out. The next night I was happy knowing I had a piece of cunt available when our shift started or ended. The only exception to what became a nightly piece of Danny was when one of the closet bi fathers of one of the kids wanted to swing on my meat. I had screwed a couple of them up the ass and one sucked me off the previous year, the only problem being that one of the ones I butt-fucked didnt suck my dick clean which meant I needed to wash my dick off in the shower. Fortunately there was a two-stall shower in each employee restroom off each of the dressing rooms. This year with Danny not only did I fuck a couple of fathers, a grandfather and an uncle up the ass but three men also shared Danny's ass or mouth with me. One was an older man who also wanted to hug and kiss me while Danny sucked each of us men off. That man's man to man affection added to my enjoyment of the fucks and sucks. Not only did I share Danny's holes with these men but Ed the old mall janitor also availed himself of a piece a few times. I was glad that Danny gave in to my demands to service the man who was what most called ugly as well as skinny. Ed and I had become friends the previous year when we first met after my first night as Santa. After a few sessions shooting the shit while I changed back into my civvies we found out each other liked to fuck men. We jacked off together that night and went out to a sex club the next night where we fucked a twenty-something twink type whom I also made suck our dicks clean. Ugly old Ed was more a man than the assholes who dissed him. I was very glad he began fucking Danny my second December at that mall job. Seeing the old man prove his manhood and get what he's entitled to and what lesser men owe more masculine men by making love to Danny up the ass as well as in the mouth made me feel good. I had Danny for myself most nights after work but Cle or Ed came in once or twice a week for a piece. I was turned on sharing his ass with fellow masculine men. Those nights sometimes I went first, other times Cle or Ed went first. I liked it both ways because taking seconds after someone I liked always added to my enjoyment of the piece of ass as well as watching someone fuck in my cum. By sharing Danny's holes with these studs and other men it helped build up their egos and sense of self-worth as well as provided a male bonding experience for all of us men. Ed seemed happier and to keep himself up better as the season progressed. Cle was always on top of the world but even more so when he made love to someone's ass or mouth, got rimmed or when someone orally serviced his often sweaty feet. Cle also introduced Ed and myself to the pleasures of getting off on someone licking and sucking our feet. Oral foot fetish is great foreplay, usually getting my dick hard for boning ass. We fucked Danny a few times after Christmas was over. He got to like older men and chubbys and ended up prefering servicing men like us over guys his age. Of course guys his age who lacked masculinity were fair game for his dick but he also let a couple of old aunties suck him off. Danny was available the next year as well so I pumped love up his ass and sometimes his mouth two years in a row. Ed still worked at the mall so we had some great times together fucking Danny, as did Cle and I. A few months later Danny moved to the west coast to work in the entertianment industry with a friend he'd met at a sex club. As with women in the trade, he slept his way up the ladder taking countless loads of love from numerous men in the industry. Danny had returned on vacation and bragged about his position. I made love to him and noticed how looser he was than when I'd last shagged him. I almost had to finish in his mouth.The human ass was made bot for shitting and for getting fucked or rimmed. Fuck wisely and safely.

I was hitting the gym to keep in shape since spending most of my time at a desk wasn't much in the way of exercise. I looked good, especially being in my thirties. I was a good six-two and a half and about 190 with what little fat I had being in the right places. My light blue eyes with gold rimmed glasses and dark hair added to my appeal, but what was most appealing was my nearly 8" of meat. I was scoring good. Being single after dumping a crappy marriage gave me the opportunities most guys at the gym and and where I worked seldom had, my dick being popular. But then things changed in about '82. Many were getting afraid to cheat on their wives or lovers because of the AIDS spreading all over. I noticed it myself in the form of less available pieces of ass willing to spread their buns and lips for me. It turned out that I got pozzed by some bisexual who had patronized street-corner prostitutes. I was fucking him up his ass once a week as well as getting sucked off by him. He had mentioned having a bad flu which explained his absence from the gym for about a month. Not only that but the little fairy office boy where I worked had also had a similar sickness. I was shagging the fairy's ass and mouth on breaks and didn't think much about his affliction when I resumed fucking him after his return to work. I had that flu after a couple of times fucking the guy at the gym. I thought it was just something going around but then I had another bout, not as bad, but I went to my doctor who ran a test. He called me with the grim news. That asshole or the poof at work had given me his HIV via my dick unless it was one of the other 'holes I fucked. The HIV-fighting drugs that were being used were crude, full of side effects and expensive just as they are now nearly a quarter of a century later. I was nevertheless fortunate my medical plan covered them, as they had broken free of the experimental stage. Many men werent as lucky as me in that regard. One of those was a guy I met while sulking on a park bench by the bus stop waiting for the express bus home. He was in his twenties and looked like most guys his age just as I looked like many guys my age. He cruised me and we seemed to hit it off. Of course I was on my guard as always when meeting new conquests, especially with this time because I recognized him as a pick-pocket someone had pointed out the year before. We shot the shit for awhile until my bus came and we said we'd see each other the next afternoon. He was there the next afternoon and after a few minutes he began talking about sex. I was wondering if he was or not gay or bi but after another few minutes he talked about blowjobs. "I always liked getting sucked off" I said. He then asked me if I ever let a man suck my cock. I asked him the same. He said he liked it but liked being on the other end even better and that he swallowed. "You fuck ass?" he then asked. "Sure do. Love a nice tight hole around my love-muscle." I replied. He then asked me how big my dick was and almost jumped for joy when I told him. "I'd love to swing on your love muscle!" he gushed. He gave his name as 'Robin', as in Batman's prag as he put it. I told him mine. "Pleased to meet you Terry." he replied as we shook hands. We ended up making a date. He said we needed to use rubbers since he wanted to stay negative. I had used rubbers a few times before, mostly when fucking women before I discovered the superiority of gay sex. Before my first gay sex I had always fantasized proving my manliness by fucking another man, proving I'm more a man than the one I fucked. My first piece of a man was right after getting married when a guy cruised me in a rest stop mensroom. Cumming in him was better than any orgasm I'd had in a broad. After my divorce I was free to prove myself more often. I went to the drug store and bought some condoms. One of the women I'd fucked said a certain brand seemed rougher in her twat and asked me not to use that brand again because it wore out her vagina. I bought that brand. I went to Robin's place from the park and ride lot. He welcomed me with open arms, hugging me as soon as the door was closed behind us and then he got us a couple of beers from his fridge. Two minutes later we were swilling beer and then stripping. His lithe body which was a decade younger than mine looked great. I thought of how he'd look a few years later after my poisoned spunk infected and ravaged him. My dick seemed to jump at the thought. I let him suck my cock which felt good. His mouth was a good cunt so I let him suck me to orgasm and swallow my cum. He then asked me if I liked getting rimmed. I told him I did. He got out his rimchair. Soon I was on the seat of honor reading a dirty magazine while his tongue and mouth worked wonders on and in my hole. It was easy to tell he was enjoying rimming me as much as I enjoyed getting rimmed. He kissed, sucked, licked and orally caressed my ass. He hummed in delight while also caressing my thighs and reaching up to feel my hardening dick. Over half an hour later I was ready to give him my second load, but this one was going to go up his ass. I had him suck on my dick before he lay on his stomach on his bed. He watched me open my condom and put it on my dick. I then had him suck my sheathed dick which felt unique. What he didn't see was the petroleum jelly I used for lube, knowing how it degrades the latex. I then mounted him, lined up my shot and shoved it up his ass. He winced and whined but I was able to hilt myself in a couple of thrusts which seemed to tear his insides a little. I liked the snug feeling of his love-tunnel around my dick, how good it felt for me as his hole seemed to contract and twitch a little around it. I also thought of how great I'd feel when I gave him the gift. I let him get used to it for a few moments before I began fucking him. I took it a bit slow at first in order to let the grease begin its job of weakening the condom as well as give myself more time to abrade his rectum. He was in pain but my dick felt really good. He said my dick was the biggest yet he'd taken but he liked a big studly man using his hole. After a while I began twisting my hips a little as I fucked him in order to tear his rectum and sphincters a little more. I gradually increased my tempo as he got used to it. I knew he was feeling a little pain and wanted to keep the pain level up which I accomplished with increasingly harsher thrusts. I fucked him faster and harder, waiting for the condom to fail. It took a while. Being cut my dick wasnt as sensitive as an intact dick so it did its job as I wore his hole out. He seemed to feel more discomfort as the fuck wore on. My dick was rock hard, turned on by its forthcoming mission. I fucked him harder and faster with occassional snaps of my hips to slam it home as well as varying my stroke and tempo to keep him off balance to prevent him from getting used to a rythym which would make it easier for him to take the fucking. I finally felt the condom give way and began pounding him, holding him in position as he began to struggle and whine at me to take it easy. "Fuck you!" I growled, punctuating each word with a snap of my hips which brought tears to his eyes and joy to my meat as I pounded his ass good. My dick was feeling really good as I ramped up my tempo and stroke. My cum was boiling up in my groin as I dug my nails into his upper arms to help keep him under me. I raised up my upper torso, my arms straight while holding his, and pumped faster, piston-thrusting in him, feeling my excitement build as I anticipated pozzing him. I reached my pre-climax and jack-hammered him into the bed, then I rammed a couple of more full-stroke thrusts in him, stiffened and hilted myself as my dick exploded in that utmost excellent feeling of male orgasm as my love-gun shot half a dozen rapid-fire spurts of my deadly HIV-laden cum up his ass. I thrust again, slamming it home numerous times to further abrade his rectum and pump more 'gift' into him. My great feeling orgasm enveloped me as I filled him with my toxic love-poison and changed him forever. I corkscrewed my hips a few times as he cried and begged me to pull out. I remained on and in him enjoying a fantastic-feeling afterfuck enhanced by my knowlege that I did the equivelant of shooting him. I wasn't about to withdraw right after cumming. I'd be damned if I'd be rudely insulted by an asshole running to the john to shit out my cum like some assholes have done in the past. I wanted my cum to remain in him so my gift had a better chance to enter his system, so I lay on his back feeling his tenseness under me. A friend of mine had compared pozzing someone to the thrill when he shot his first V.C. soldier in Viet Nam. The difference was that Robin the asshole I fucked would die a slow miserable death thanks to me (or whomever else would have pozzed him had I not scored him) unlike the enemy soldier who died a quick miserable death in minutes while my friend's dick hardened in his pants. I flexed my still half hard dick in him as he sobbed under me. I slackened my grip on his upper arms and raised up my upper torso again to thrust some more. I thought of how my death-carrying sperms were swimming around in his sore hole, my penis forcing them into the walls of his rectum, my deadly virus penetrating his worn tunnel into his bloodstream to breed and multiply like an overpopulated city to spread through his system and eat him alive from inside. I finally pulled my spent dick out of his ass. It had blood on it so I knew my mission was accomplished. I grinned as he got up. "Suck this clean." I told him as he got up. He looked like he had lost half his brains and I had to repeat myself and reach for his head. He tried to pull back but I grabbed his ear and pulled his head to my crotch as he cursed. "Fuckin' bitch suck your damn shit off my dick!" I ordered him as I grabbed his other ear. I pulled him to position, warning him not to bite it. I rocked my thumbtips to push my thumbnails into the skin of his ears which forced him to open his mouth and accept my dick and his obligation to clean up after himself. He did a good job of sucking my dick clean and making it feel good the way he had when he first sucked me off. I felt like a conquerer as I further subjugated him. "Suck hard while I pull it out of your mouth. Remember to keep yer teeth off it." I ordered him. He obeyed and I pulled back until my dick left his lips with a kissing sound. I released him and began getting dressed. Even though I had given him a break by not making him drink my warm beer on tap he didn't seem to like having been fucked and used and asked me where my condom was. "I don't know, it might be up your ass." I said, not caring. He could shit it out later. I left him sitting on his bed. We had each done our part, him pleasing my dick with a nice tight hole and me pozzing him while enjoying fucking him. Robin was at the park after a couple of days. He said something about having to get his ass sewn up and admitted that I'd thrown such a good fuck into him that he had cum on his bed from getting fucked by me. He didn't invite me for an encore but knowing how well I fucked him I didnt think I needed one although it would have been nice to use him for a cum-dump the way I was using that hole at the gym and the fairy at work. He continued to cruise that park, mostly as a bottom, sucking cocks while his ass healed up, but also fucking or getting sucked off by less masculine guys. A few weeks later I noticed his absence, but after about a month he came back. He didn't look too well, like my ex-wife had looked after a bout with pnuemonia. He didn't seem too happy either but did tell me how bad his flu felt, like he had been beaten-up in an alley. I was quite satisfied that my sperm had conveyed 'the gift' to him. I didn't tell him about my flu but I did have to will my dick to stay soft as I got on the express bus. I willed myself to pay attention to the road driving home from the park & ride lot. Once I got home I stripped and began jerking my deathray while admiring myself in the bathroom mirror wishing I was fucking another piece of HIV-virgin ass. I noticed the look of joy on my face as I thought of Robin under me as I filled him when I came in my hand. I put it to my mouth, licked it and tasted a sample of the poison cum I'd pumped into Robin. I reached back down and grabbed my weapon, feeling its power to slowly kill as it still seemed to throb in my hand, the last of the load of deadly cum oozing from it. I knew that even with the meds my life would deteriorate, as would that of Robin and the subsequent assholes I'd fuck. I was already dealing with the side effects. My looks declined as the years went by. The bug-chasers started noticing me and would hit on me so that many of my conquests were 'chasers. Knowing they'd end up looking like me didn't phase me at all, I still had that thrill of injecting them with my death-seed. I had the power to kill, the power of death, in my pants, carrying my mighty gun loaded with deadly bullets as deadly as those from a pistol, just much more slowly acting and a sexual turn-on for me every time I shot-off inside someone who was negative. I realized my orgasms were more powerful, more intense and generally enveloped me in the utmost pleasure when I pumped my deadly seed into a neg ass, certainly more so than when I fucked a guy who was already poz. So I used it wisely, not being a Johnnie-HIV-seed fucking every poz asshole I could get my dick into. Instead I limited most of my fucking to neg bottoms and limited my gift-giving only to bug-chasers and assholes some I felt 'needed' it.

Great fucking. Reminds me of a good fuck I threw into an asshole in an orgy room gang-bang at the baths 35 years ago. I was second in line and it was his third time so he was tight and in pain as I took my pleasure for a great feeling cum in him and more pleasure when he sucked me clean. By the time the sixth man fucked him he was crying to be released but seven or eight more men had him before he was let up. Thanks for hardening our dicks. Now I gotta go and jerk off.

I was short, fat forty and balding with old-fashioned horn rimmed glasses. I had been to the doctor for my yearly company physical in 1990 when I got the news a week later that I tested poz. I nearly passed out. Fortunately the doctor had called me in, as he did others diagnosed with this relativly new disease, instead of telling me over the phone or by letter. "How could I have caught it? I wasn't getting fucked, nor was I doing drugs or getting a blood transfusion" I told the doctor. "There are many more ways to catch the bug" he said, then went on to list other ways it could be passed. He reached across his desk and took my hands in his. He then said he had been infected a year before, by a needle prick. He told me about the new drug cocktails and how he was doing good so far. He then gave my thumbs a reassuring rub with his. I was somewhat comforted as his clipped to the quick thumbs caressed my nail-bitten ones. I was going to give my nails their weekly biting that day when the phone rang, but once I got the call to come in I knew something was wrong after having heard from other employees who had been through the same procedure. I also didn't shave. I simply took a shower, got dressed and went to his office. I asked him about my further sex life and life in general. He told me the dangers of sharing personal hygeine items like toothbrushes, razors, etc. and that even spit and urine can harbor the virus. He then told me about a pool service man who'd caught it, then related a crude joke about "chlorinating the gene pool" which meant being selective about who you bareback-fucked without protection. He then told me that some condoms cause extra wear and tear on the asshole and that it took longer to get off. I asked him about that and he said that on the average an uncut man needed to fuck as long and hard with a condom as a cut man without one. I was cut, like the majority of men these days. I then thought about my decades-old shit-list and then thought of how many on it may have already been infected by now, given that even years later some of the assholes were of low morals. Just then his effeminate male nurse, the one we had all nicknamed Brucie, swished in, handed a chart to the doctor and left. The doctor thanked him and then told me the nurse had caught the bug before he did and that he had been fucking that pansy for several years. After he was diagnosed he stopped using a condom when he fucked him. He then said I was welcome to fuck him as well. I had wanted to score the poof and add him/her to my conquests when I first saw him/her and decided to take my doctor up on his offer. Not only did the fairy love cocks but had been raped twice. The doctor let me fuck Bruce with and without a condom. The queen's ass was a good cunt and I did take longer to cum with the condom on. I fucked the queen sans condom for my second load an hour later and indeed get off in less time with less effort. A month after getting over that initial HIV flu I happened to meet some asshole I hadn't seen since junior high school. He turned out to be bisexual and he didn't remember me. I gave him a phony name and after I told him I was strictly a top, we made a date. Two days later saw us in a cheap hourly motel room. The fun started with us hugging and french kissing, then we stripped, and kissed again. He knelt and sucked my dick to hardness. My primary goal was to have fun infecting his ass as well as make my dick and myself feel good through my deadly orgasm and to add him to my conquests. His mouth was a good cunt as he sucked me hard. I then told him I needed to fuck his ass for my first nut. He kissed my dick and then lay on his stomach while I greased up using a minimal amount, just enough to facilitate entry and to fuck. I wanted to wear out his ass without wearing out my dick. I spat on his asshole, mounted him and put my dick to his hole. I shoved it right up it to the hilt. He flinched and whined for me to take it easy. I ignored it and fucked him. His ass was a decent cunt. I could feel the resistance so I knew I was abrading his hole. I varied my stroke and speed both to further stimulate my prick as well as keep him uncomfortable so he had less chance to preserve his hole by adjusting to my stroke and speed. I fucked as long as I could, but knowing what I was doing to that asshole's twat turned me on. I was breathing hard as I built-up to my orgasm, fucked him faster and then let my hips take-on a mind of their own as the punk whined and bitched about the pain I was enjoying pounding his ass. I gripped his upper arms tighter as I forced his legs apart wider as I pounded his ass good. I then stiffened and hilted myself as I pumped my AIDS up his ass. This was one of my best feeling cums, my penis pulsing with pleasure as I pumped pain, cum and aids into the asshole. I pulled almost out and slammed it home with a snap of my hips to pump more up him. A few more such thrusts and I rested on and in him catching my breath, my dick still feeling great. I ended up nutting in a quick ten minutes. I moved my hips in and out a bit enjoying the friction as my spent dick still felt good in his ass. I grinned knowing my sperms were carrying a deadly load of HIV and AIDS into his rectal walls and into his bloodstream. My dick seemed to start to reharden a bit to that thought. I thrust a few more times, yanked out and got up. The punk seemed relieved that I finally pulled out of him and stopped hurting him with my mighty weapon. "Man that was a great fuck. I cant remember when my dick last felt that good" I said. The punk didn't really reply, seeming more interested in himself than in having fulfilled his obligation to provide me my sexual enjoyment of using him the way he used his wife. I got out the rim chair that had been stashed in the closet and told him I needed a rimjob. He refused so I told him I'd settle for a blowjob after I reloaded. He agreed and I put the rimchair away. I lay on my back on the bed. I was a bit pissed but then again there were a few good ass-kissers willing to rim my sweaty fat ass. We shot the shit for almost an hour and he told me about his sex with men. He started out getting sucked off and then fucking some fairy. He then wanted to try being the bottom so he hooked up with a short man with a small dick who broke his ass in as well as let him suck it. He said the man then made him drink his piss and rim him. He could do both but disliked it. His sex over the intervening two decades was mostly oral and mostly with him as the top, but he was willing to service any non-effeminate top who wanted a piece of him. He told me that he was careful enough to prevent his wife from finding out he was queer for us men. I asked him if his kids knew. It turned out his oldest son did and his daughter who was a year younger had her suspicions. The college they attended had a gay club which his son had gone to before graduating. His younger son seemed clueless or didn't care, being that he was carrying a heavy class load at the college. His two other kids lived with their aunt. I asked him if his kids weould ever try gay sex. He said his oldest son had taken part in a gangbang in the college gym showers and that the other boy living with him may someday want to suck a cock. I wasn't interested in sex with them since I didnt know whether or not they were decent people. The idea of his eighteen and a half year old younger son sucking my dick did appeal to me. One of my college buddys was a great human being but his father was a drunken scumbag who raped his wife. After I reloaded he straddled my thick thighs on all fours and began blowing my cock which also cleaned it off from the shit, cum and lube he'd left on it when I pulled it out of his ass. I was able to stifle a fart until after he finished swallowing my load. It felt really good laying back while he sucked my dirty cock and swallowed my second load of deadly spunk. If he had any cuts in his mouth or bad gums my poison had a second route into his system adding to my chances of infecting him. I held his head to my ripe crotch, his nose buried in my sweaty pubes, and farted. He had little choice but to have to inhale my nasty ass gas as I thrust in his mouth. He fought until I released his head. He yanked his head away and got up. I had wanted to fart in his mouth while he rimmed me to further put him in his place but at least I was able to get it into his face this way. He was on the rag and failed to appreciate the good fuck I'd put to his sore ass and how I further proved I'm more a man than he ever was or would be by also using his mouth for more pleasure. I wanted to piss in his mouth but I didn't press my luck. I could do that later if I happened to score another piece of him. I simply got dressed and told him he was a good piece of cunt. He was insulted but since I'm bigger, heavier, stronger as well as more a man than him in other ways, he didn't want to risk a fight he knew he'd lose. I didn't see him for months but when I did he said he was trying to shake a nasty bug he had. I didn't suggest he get tested. I didn't get the chance to score that time, but I had done my job - unless someone else beat me to it.

I had had the virus for a year and needed to poz someone to turn me on. I had done a couple of guys on my shitlist and was about to look up another one when a buddy called saying he was organizing a gangbang of some asshole. "Who's the asshole?" I asked. He told me. It was someone I faintly remembered so I was game to add my load to the punk's ass. The gangbang wasnt that big, just five of us men on the team. The punk seemed receptive enough until he recognized me as the clerk he had dissed where I work. "I'm leaving. I can't get turned on by such an asshole" I said. The punk seemed relieved and once again willing to put out to the remaining four men once my buddy bid me goodbye and I left. Of course I didn't really leave the sex club, I merely went out the orgy room door and to a vacant cubicle to relax. Back in the orgy room each man was having a ball fucking the punk, who was a somewhat effeminate, bitchy fella who acted like he was born with a silver spon in his mouth and got off on treating some blue collar men like shit. We men were all mostly blue collar including a mechanic, an older plumber, a warehouseman and a couple of lower white collar men including me a young geek who worked in a taco drive-thru. An hour later the mechanic came to my cubicle and called me, saying the plumber was finishing laying pipe. We returned to the orgy room where the punk was in bliss as the obese older stud pumped his load up his now sore hole. The man dismounted and I slid my engorged dick up the bitch's twat. I kept quiet and fucked the asshole, my dick swucking in and out as I pistoned in him. He was uncomfortable and seemed to want to abort the fuck but my teammates began to hold him down so I could get my piece of his ass. The punk then looked back to see my smiling face and find that I was fucking him. He tried to fight his way out from under me as the other four studs held him fast with the assistance of a couple of sex club attendants adding their weight and muscle. "Take it you bitch!" I almost screamed at him. I pile-drove that asshole into the mat floor as he cursed and fought under me, his hips in my tight grip, his limbs, hips and shoulders held under the weight of the six men. He panicked but was unable to escape his fate. I thrust as brutally as I could, hip-snapping to pound his ass good, making my dick feel really good by pumping pain up his ass. Sweating and breathing hard I drilled him good. I finally got my urges, jack-hammered in his sore twat of an ass and hilted myself as I pumped my deadly HIV-laden cum up his ass, grinning wide ear to ear as my penis pulsed in pleasure filling him with the his future of misery. After my initial eight or nine death-spurts, I pulled almost out and slammed it home a few more times, hilted myself and corkscrewed my hips as the bitch sobbed feeling sorry for himself, writhing in the pain I enjoyed putting to him. Even with my last thrusts my dick felt great. "Take that you bitch!" I snarled and slammed home another thrust. I rested as the team praised my manly studmanship, then I yanked out of the asshole and stood up. We took the punk to the showers to hold him on the concrete floor with our feet and give him a golden shower. The punk was defeated but still cussing up a storm. He took a regular shower while some queen sucked all our dicks clean. Some of us gave the queen a drink of warm beer on tap before we headed either back to score more holes or to the locker room, mission accomplished. I heard a couple of weeks later the punk got the bad flu so my mission was indeed accomplished. I celebrated by pumping a hole I'd pozzed a few months before. This is a work of fiction. We do Not condone intentionally pozzing anyone.

I had a date with Rick the geek. I myself was a normal masculine 55 year old man with erectile problems and unable to get off quickly Even in my twenties I needed to fuck longer and harder to bust a nut thanks to the quack that butchered(circumcised) my penis when I was born. Appearance wise I was over 6', 260, crewcut with normal male baldness including my receding hairline and fist size baldspot. I sported my almost signature modern gold rim mens glasses, salt & pepper beard, beer gut, nails I'd bitten since I turned eighteen and had bitten my toenails as well until my back wasnt as flxible. Penis-wise my love-rod stretched to a good 7 cut inches that had made two of the virgin assholes I popped scream and bleed when I busted their cherries with some good hip-thrusts. Rick was a masculine acting 40-year old mechanic at the metal fabrication warehouse. He was also a classic geek including preppy haircut, no facial hair, the old style hornrim glasses, classic nerd outfit of white or blue work shirt with pocket pack, black slacks, oxfords and sported the masculinity of dirty nails consistant with his mechanic job. Those nails also came in handy for helping him hold not-so-willing assholes in place when he fucked them. He was actually versatile and used his often cheezy uncut 6" to good advantage in the un-masculine types as well as his mouth and ass for pleasing us masculine men. I had used his mouth both as a cunt and urinal several times but he also was on the same team with us men in the gang-bangs of less masculine types. Rick was turned on by my masculinity. I had actually met and fucked him when I was 35 and he was twenty so we had two decades of sex together, mostly anal in the beginning and oral toward the end. The great thing was that he was also into rimming and oral foot fetish. I'm among legions of men who enjoy getting our smelly sweaty feet licked and sucked clean after they sweated all day in our steel-toed work boots, mainly as foreplay which gets both the man's and person's dicks hard, not to mention the rimming. Rick liked rimming us men as well as getting rimmed by the pansys. The night to get some ass after the intervening years came up during a meeting at a bus stop. We worked near each other and hated driving in this crummy city. We got to talking and ended up reminiscing about old times and that he missed my dick and cum up his ass and that he wanted to spend a night with me. I told him that sometimes I'd wake up with good morning wood and no hole to put it in since I had dumped my poor excuse for a lover of two years back when I was 25 and not many were into a fat sweaty 55 year old Top with erectile problems who had to fuck for a bare minimum of fifteen minutes and often longer to bust a nut. "My dick would like a reintroduction to your lower cunt." I told him. "I sure miss you in there stud. I'm glad I can at least take you in my mouth." he replied. We arranged the date. The plan was for him to empty his ass and then get it fucked by a man or two in order to leave some good lube inside him. He ended up recruiting John and a fat short Mexican stud his age to pump their loads up him for the lube that would facilitate my entrance into him in the wee hours before the crack of dawn. It turned out that we had to spend several nights before I woke up with that hardon. Each night before he came over to my place he would get fucked by at least two men. I would forego my pieces of his mouth so that I'd be able to nut up his ass. Unlike my youth of my twenties I was no longer able to nut twice, let alone three times, in a row with just half an hour to reload. If I did two in a row the orgasms were at least half a dozen hours apart. The night finally came. I awoke as I often did at about three or four in the morning this time with that hardon. I had fucked his mouth the night before since I was horny and needed to get off. My hardons often came the night after I masturbated (or fucked his or someone else's mouth). Rick was on his side with his back to me. I grabbed my lube, smeared some on my turgid dick and lined up my shot and shoved it up Rick's ass. I hilted myself as he awoke from getting penetrated. He immediately realized he was fulfilling our anal sexual need. I then fucked him. After a few minutes I rolled us onto our stomachs so I was on his back and fucked him good and hard. My dick was still hard as I neared my orgasm. I felt good finally fucking ass like my good old days. I was able to reach orgasm, with my dick just hard enough to stay up the geek's ass, and had a good feeling cum in him, my load mixing with the two other loads in him. I felt so good having finally cum in an ass after a decade. I remained on and in Rick until our movements caused my spent dick to leave his ass. "That's so good Ed. You're still a stud. Let me clean you off now." he gushed. I rolled off the nerd's back and lay on my back next to him. He got up and sucked my dick clean. I then got out of bed and he knelt before me. I put my cock back in his mouth and took a nice morning piss, this time in his mouth while he drank it. I felt great having both nutted up his ass and him orally cleaning my dick off and drinking my strong morning piss. He sucked off of my cock leaving it clean and dry and kissed it and my balls. We went back to sleep with him rimming me under the sheet. I dutch-ovened him while his tongue was still in my hole. He kissed my ass. That next morning he gushed, "I want to do that again. I came when you fucked me like some of the other times." We made another date for the next month. He had a date to spend nights with his uncle who also needed some pussy. Rick's uncle and I were also friends, having shared Rick numerous times, mostly spit-roasting him as well as passionately making out with each other while Rick licked and sucked our feet clean, sucked our cocks or rimmed us. Besides being a good bottom who gave us Tops the respect we're entitled to and that less masculine types owe us, Rick was quite a man in his own right including being more a man than the cock-loving sports jock bottom in his old college was, but of course his uncle and myself were still more man than he was due to our being total Tops and bigger, heavier, stronger and older than him. The month later we had another date. It was another multi-night week. The first night was fucking his mouth after he licked and sucked my feet which helped give my dick some wood. After the foot sucking we went to bed where I held his head and fucked his mouth. We then pulled the clear vinyl sheet over us and went to sleep. I dutch-ovened him just to assert my manly superiority over him as I drifted off to sleep. No wood that night. We got up, had breakfast and went to work. That afternoon I let Doug lick my sweaty feet since the day was hot and muggy and Rick was going service his uncle before heading to the smut shop to suck a few dicks and get his serviced. That night we went to bed with his face in my ass crack licking and sucking away. That early morning I had wood. Rick was on his stomach so all I needed to do was grease up and mount him. My dick slid up his ass and I was able to fuck him for about five minutes before it started deflating. "I need to finish in your mouth." I told him as my dick finished retreating from his ass. I lay on my side and he got into position. I put my dick in his mouth, held his head and fucked it. I worked up more of a sweat than I had done fuckign his ass the month before but I knew the smells and closeness of my sweaty crotch was turning him on. I could feel his dick harden against my toes. I needed to fuck his mouth for over fifteen minutes before I was able to get my rocks off in it. It was worth it in that I had a decent orgasm and gave his mouth a good workout as well as exercising my fuck muscles just like fucking ass. I left my cock in his mouth while he swallowed the last of my spunk while humming in delight. I pulled the sheet over us so just my head was out and went back to sleep still holding his head. I awoke at the crack of dawn needing to take another piss which I did before returning to bed. I snoozed another half hour with my dick back in his mouth before giving him a little more piss. He again sucked off of my dick and kissed it before we got up. Rick was still a good piece of cunt for us men as well as a good stud in the less masculine types. My glory days of fucking ass were over but my other sex activities were largely unaffected although the older I got the longer it took me to get off in someone's mouth whether I fucked it, jacked off into it or lay back while a good cocksucker fellated me off. Of course I still enjoyed getting my feet licked and sucked, my ass rimmed and using mouths for urinals. I also still wielded a mean whip in the S&M dungeons and took part in other subjugation action. Even now making a twenty-something less than masculine twink suck my eighty year old cock and drink my old-man piss as well as suck my gnarley age-spotted feet and rim my flabby wrinkled ass still turned me on. It was partly to prove that mature masculinity trumps young effeminacy as well as gives me the sexual pleasure we old men are entitled to and that the young fems owe us. It's kind of the opposite of when I was one of the virile young studs putting our meat to the effeminate old aunties. I had pumped loads up the asses of a few old aunties as well as let them suck me off and rim me, back when I was in college and in my twenties and thirties. Rick was also using twinks that way although he did meet two in the past decade who were masculine enough to fuck him. Of course way back when I was twink-age most of us were men, not poofs like quite a few seem to be since the unisex look that started in the late 1960's or early 1970's. Regardless, it was good to fuck ass, cum in it and have my jizz absorbed into the bottom's system once again.

Ed was a humpy 40 year old bisexual mechanic with clear polish on his dirty nails and hair long enough for a pony tail. He had a 21 year old daughter and worked in a garage. He wore black framed traditional style safely glasses with prescription bifocal lenses and side shields at work and avaitor-style wire rims off duty. He had no facial hair. I had met him on a city bus when his own car was in the shop and his wife or daughter couldn't take him to work. We hit it off well. I was a couple of years younger, a couple of inches taller and 25 pounds heavier than was he. I had short hair which was unusual for men in the mid '70's, wore black hornrim type glasses, sported a full beard and had started biting my nails to the nubs the day after turning eighteen for better masturbation and looks. We were both blue collar men and shared similar interests. We had stopped at a bar which happened to be a fifty-fifty joint the last day he rode the bus and got to know each other. "So what do you like to do in your spare time?" I asked after telling him why I bite my nails. "I'd like to do you, if you don't mind a good pair of holes" he replied. It turned out he was bisexual and interested in servicing me. Ed said the thrill of being on a team of studs punishing a chld molester and then some scumbag who had raped and beaten an old lady and got away with it when he was a teenager a decade before had finally worn off so he was ready to relax with my dick up his hole. Ed's wife had a women's club meeting the next week and his daughter was away in an out of state college so Ed invited me to stop by his place for a piece of his ass. I took the bus to his place, got off and walked the two blocks to his place and was welcomed with open arms as soon as the door was closed behind us. We hugged and kissed a little, no tongue, and then he offered me a beer which I accepted. He then said if we wanted to do the whole sesson we needed to get busy. He turned out to be good at giving my sweaty smelly feet oral service and swallowed all the gunk and toe-jam he licked and sucked from between my toes and under them where they joined the balls of my feet. He then sucked my seven inch cut dick which was already hard and kissed it. We stripped in his and his wife's bedroom and he sucked my dick again and kissed it, left it wet and then handed me some vaseline before taking his position on his stomach with his legs spread while I greased up my loggerhead. I spat on his asshole and mounted him. His ass was easy to enter and I slid all the way in with barely a flinch from him. I flexed my love muscle in him and fucked him. His ass was still nice and tight, just right for my dick. I fucked that asshole, enjoying adding him to my conquests. It was a natural, a slightly effeminate long haired long nailed beardless dude getting fucked by a masculine short haired bearded nailbiter. I knew Ed was enjoying getting fucked by a real man. He had lamented that too many so-called men were too unisex and lacking in real masculinity and that he ended up as the man in gay sex sessions when he really wanted to be the person. Fifteen sweaty minutes later I nutted in his ass, my dick feeling quite good as I pumped my load into him. After I was spent I lay on and in him while he lovingly massaged my dick with his ass muscles and told me what great stud I am. He said his first gay sex was as a bottom a day after he turned legal age. He was glad he's held off because his friend who did him had been busted as a teenager and served time in juvie until he turned eighteen for attempted under age sex when he'd solicited what turned out to be a vice cop in an entrapment sting. I pulled my spent dick out of Ed and dismounted. I stood by while he got up, sat on the side of the bed and sucked my dick clean while I stood tall and proud of having conquered his ass. He sucked off of it and left it clean and dry before kissing it and my sweaty balls. I got dressed and left because his wife was due home from her club meeting in another half-hour. "Dont forget, you owe me one in my mouth stud." he said as we hugged before I left.

I was about forty but still had the libido of my trade school days. I had worked at the metal fabrication plant for almost two decades. A new hire janitor named Eduardo had been hired. He was shorter than I, swarthy, twenty-five and friendly as fuck. I noticed the place looking cleaner and better than with the previous guy, a long hair hippie-like homophobe who was busted for dope and ended up getting turned-out in jail. One afternoon Ed was cleaning the men's room when I had to take a piss. I was at the trough urinal in the brick shithouse at the back of the plant grounds inhaling my sweaty crotch odors while emptying my bladder. Ed looked at my cut almost 7" and smiled. "You like it?" I asked. He made no bones about it that he did. "You can suck it." I said. No sooner than I'd finished inviting him he was on his knees sucking it into his eager mouth and inhaling my crotch odors. His mouth was a realy nice cunt, getting me off in less than ten minutes. He sucked my load out of my dick, swallowing it while hugging my pelvis and humming in delight before sucking off of it and kissing it. "Nice mouth Ed. I'll fuck your ass next if you like." I told him. He seemed doubtful but I needed to add both of his holes to my list of conquests. I met him after punching out and we returned to the back shithouse where he sucked my dick to hardness and left it wet with his spit. I added some grease to his spit on my dick while he dropped his pants and bent-over. I spat on his hole, stood behind him, lined-up my shot, grabbed his hips and shoved my meat up his ass. He flinched as I hilted myself. I felt good with my dick up his tight hole. I fucked him, starting a bit slowly before speeding up. He was in pain but my dick was feeling really great. I had to fuck hard and fast to get off quick in order to get to the bus stop in time to get home and meet my brother. My dirty nails started digging into his hips as I fucked Ed with gay abandon, my pelvis sometimes slapping his ass with each thrust of my hips. I pounded him, feeling him flinch from the pain I put to him as I made good hard love to him up his ass. I grinned and began breathing hard as I pumped his ass. I tapped into my urges, pounded his hole harder. Soon enough my dick spurted my spunk up him in half a dozen rapid-fire spurts before I pulled almost out and slammed it home a few times before pulling out, leaving my spunk up his hole. He turned around, knelt, praised my studmanship and how good and hard I fucked him, hugged my pelvis and sucked my dick clean. He pulled off and asked me if I had any warm beer on tap. I grinned and nodded, hoping he wouldn't let any of it leak out of his mouth between my shaft and his lips. He wrapped his lips around my dick and gulped my manly nectar. He then sucked off of my love-muscle leaving it clean and dry, kissed it and stood up. He hugged me so I hugged him back. He was respectful enough not to try kissing me on the mouth. We separated to adjust our respective clothing, and as he did so, I noticed a trace of blood from where I'd grabbed his hips. I zipped up, headed to my locker, shucked my work shirt, put on my jacket, grabbed my lunch bucket and headed to the bus stop, getting there with a minute to spare.

My lover and I had just arrived at the funeral parlor to buy a lay-away. I had to take a leak so I went to the men's room. Lo and behold, my Latino friend Ed who had been a janitor where we worked was there. He had quit after I was transferred to driving trucks and was now working at the parlor. "Hi Ed." I said, smiling. "Hello my friend. How you doin buddy?" he replied as we hugged. Eduardo was a swarthy bi Latin man a couple of years younger than my fifty and a couple of inches shorter both in height and length. We had first met at the plant a decade and a half before and had many nice times during breaks, both with me using his holes and sharing an effeminate blond twenty-three year old office boy's holes. It felt good hugging him, especially since my lover was on the rag again that day. "Got time for a quickie?" he asked. "My bitch's out there so it has to be really quick." I replied. We went into the seldom-used handicapped stall which was twice the size of the two regular stalls and locked the door. I unzipped and hauled out my uncut dick while he dropped to his knees. He sucked it into his mouth, ate my cheeze and fellated me a couple of minutes before I pulled out and wrapped my nailbitten hand around it and jacked it off. Just as I was about to cum I put it back into his mouth, held his head and fucked his mouth to a nice feeling orgasm, shooting a quality load in his mouth while he sucked it out of my cock and swallowed it. I then waited a moment and urinated in his mouth while he gulped it all. It felt good to piss in his mouth while he drank it from my cock. He then sucked off of my cock leaving it clean and dry. He kissed it before I put it away, we hugged quickly and I left. My lover and I met the agent and what should have been a half hour of filling out paperwork and writing a check turned into two hours as my lover blithered on about his life story. As the session finally wrapped up I had to stifle a fart. I need to go take a shit." I told my lover who dismissed me and said he'd wait for the reciept to print out. I headed back to the men's room and saw Ed who grinned. I nodded to him so he soon joined me in the men's room. "I can fuck your ass." I said. He was ecstatic. He sucked my dick hard, left it wet with spit and then dropped his pants and bent-over while I greased up with a tube of lube I carried in my denim jacket pocket for just such spur of the moment occasions. I then lined up my shot and shoved it right up his ass, hilted him and fucked him. My fifty year old dick pistoned in his still tight ass as I gripped his hips. I knew he was greatful that I bit my nails because my friend Jim's dirty nails sometimes cut his skin when he fucked him. I made sure my pelvis didnt slap his ass in case anyone was in the corridor. A few short minutes later I hilted myself and pumped my second load of the day up his culo. I knew he was enjoying getting fucked as much as I enjoyed fucking him and as much as he enjoyed fucking the little blond fairy ofice boy at the plant. I thrust a couple more times and pulled out, leaving my load inside him. He turned around, knelt, hugged my pelvis and sucked my dick clean while I farted in my pants. A minute later my dick was clean and he drank my second bladdeful of piss, sucked off of my dick and kissed it. He stood up, we hugged and parted. The timing was perfect as well as scary because just as I emerged from the end of the corridor my lover had to go take a piss. I glanced over my shoulder to see Ed hanging a "Closed for Cleaning" sign on the womens restroom door. I shot the shit with our agent until my lover returned none the wiser that I had two quality pieces of an old friend.