radicalfree

Loaded a guy who was staying at a hotel I had a work conference in. Dirty bear type, fucked him with the curtains open.

Met a guy anon in his kitchen. Pup mask on, naked on all fours on a dirty duvet on the floor. Fucked him and dumped a load while he inhaled poppers.

My high school girlfriend was super into this. Pretty sure it's what started me down the road of becoming a poz whore 😂

I have a weird relationship with being hungover on a Saturday. I kind of like it. An excuse to mope about, eat shit and watch movies? Why don't I do this every week? I woke up hard and hungover from the night before and checked Grindr. I'm closeted so I don't have a profile pic. Nonetheless someone hits me with a "hi" at like 7am. We talk. He begs for a pic, but he should send one first. He does and it's kind of a cute one. He's slim, white, dark hair and has a perfect looking ass. I get harder. He is only visiting he says, and I send him my pics, he likes what he sees. My average cock but toned body. He asks me to come over; gives me the door code and flat number to the building next door. I throw on a hoody and sweats and make the short trip. I wouldn't normally risk hooking up with someone that I may bump into, but fuck it. My head is spinning and cock is throbbing. Maybe I'm still drunk. Outside I'm kind of anxious. Seems a bit weird him visiting but staying in a flat. Oh well. I enter the door and lock it behind me as per his instructions. He is naked, bent over on the couch, smoking. His perfect, smooth, ass is showing. I get naked. He offers me a cigarette. I decline. Ask if he wants to go to the bedroom. He tells me to take him here. I run my fingers around his hole and he lets out a satisfied groan. My cock is so hard as I run it up and down him. We still haven't said a word to each other. He takes a long drag on his cigarette. I realise I'm going to stink after this. "Fuck m-" he doesn't finish the thought before I thrust into him. His lubed hole clutches my dick and pulls me into him. We gasp together as we fuck bare his moans are slutty, the high pitched, campy yet masculine "uh" "uh". Moves his head up, blowing smoke all around me. I grab his neck and push him down. He likes it. So do I, the smoke was making me gag. We fuck like this for about five minutes before he moves forward off my dick, sits down infront of it, blows smoke all over it and takes it into his mouth. I see a baggie on the side table. Judging by the white powder scattered next to it I don't think weed was inside it. I've never fucked someone like this before. He sucks good. Fucking incredible best I've ever had. But his ass is better. I tell him I want to fuck him more. He pouts and says that his ass hurts a little but assumes the position again. Unsure of what was coming over me, I decided to kiss it better, getting on my knees and diving into his fucked hole, tongue first. He moans and groans and I spank him. He tastes musky, mixed with the smoke it's intoxicating. I could eat him all day. But I stand and plunge my dripping cock into him again. He rolls over and we fuck missionary on the couch. He blows smoke in my face and giggles. The giggles are replaced by moans when I slap his cheek. He wraps his legs around me and milks my cum into his ass, we both let out satisfied moans. I lay on top of him for a moment and he starts stroking. My cock drips out with my load. I sit back and scoop it with my fingers and finger fuck it back into him. He grabs my wrist and bucks wildly as I plunge my fingers in and out of his sloppy hole. He cums. Sits up. Seems dazed. He sucks my cock clean but I don't get hard again. He lies back and spreads his legs. I kneel to pick up my clothes and see his hole... Leaking my cum and gaping slightly. He hooks an ankle around my head and pulls me in. I smile and take a long lick and suck of his freshly fucked, leaking hole. He moans. I let my cum gather on my lips and move up and kiss him hard. I'm pretty sure he passed out after that but I got my clothes on and left, stinking of sex and smoke.

The words stung me back to reality. What was I doing? I stopped sucking Sam and looked up at him. He nodded, trying to encourage me. I shook my head and blushed. He smiled, I swear he had the sweetest smile I've ever seen. "Just fingers on his hole Andy." "Really?" "Yeah." "What the fuck is the point then?" Andy asked, then stormed off. Sam, of course, followed him and I was left in the room, naked, drool on my chin. I caught a glance in the wardrobe's mirror and looked away. I felt like shit. I tried not to listen as the couple argued in another room. Slowly the arguing stopped. I put my trousers on and waited to be summoned, hoping that they wouldn't be arguing because of me for too long. After some time, the door opened and Sam stepped in. He told me that this was the spare room anyway and I should spend the night. Andy had work in the morning anyway. I apologised, almost crying and Sam sat next to me, he put his arm around me and kissed my forehead. "Don't worry lad, it's a big step. Go to sleep and you can just leave in the morning." As Sam left I pretty much just lay down and went to sleep until I was stirred by a door closing. I sat bolt upright and looked around; gorgeous apartment, feeling fresh, for a brief moment everything seemed perfect. Then I remembered everything and must have audibly cringed as Sam soon entered the bedroom. "Looking good." He said. "Thanks. Look, I'm so sorry about last night." "To be honest, it was kind of ridiculous. I'm glad you're apologising, that is sweet of you. I didn't even get to cum!" I laughed. Sam leaned in and whispered that "We have all day now." and I sat naively stunned as he pulled his hardening cock out of his pyjama pants. "Now suck my fucking cock" His grip on my neck was strong so I didn't have a choice; I took the length of his poison cock into my mouth. A fact which he reminded me of over and over again as I sucked his hard dick. Now sober, I was a lot more fearful of his cock, however this worked only to turn me on more and make me suck him more eagerly. I fell to the floor and yanked his trousers off, desperately snaking my tongue around his cockhead, tasting his toxic precum. "I'm so glad you chickened out last night. Means I get your ass all to myself right now." I ignored this and kept sucking, half hoping to make him cum quickly and half wanting to see what would happen if he didn't. "I knew I wanted you as soon as I saw you dancing. Just you alone. You can be my special boy." I'm ashamed to say that this gave me butterflies in my stomach; Sam was definitely the better catch out of the two of them and to have this handsome older man want to risk his marriage to get with me had me swelling with pride. He pulled me off his cock and kissed me, we collapsed onto the bed together, a writhing, sweaty mess of lust, clamoring at each other desperately. He kissed his way down my body to my small cock, which he avoided, and kissed and slurped down to my ass. "Get me wet Daddy" As his slimy tongue pressed against my hole I moaned loudly, telling him how much I loved it. He stopped soon after and from under the bed produced a squirty bottle of lube, he covered my hole in it and then offered it to me. I perched myself on the end of the bed and applied it to his cock. Maintaining eye contact with him at all times in an effort to appear calm. In reality I was terrified. Again though, I was more turned on than I had ever been. I moved around and positioned myself for him to take me doggy style. "Tell me you want it." "I want your poz cock." "How?" "Hard." He chuckled. "How?" "Oh.. bare, raw, fuck your cum into me." He smiled and shoved his length into me in one go, I cried out in pain and lust, he ignored me and set his own pace, fast, slow, shallow, deep, he did everything he could get himself off in record time and before I had chance to enjoy the fuck, he shot his load deep inside my cunt. We panted together for a moment until he awkwardly guided me to lie on the bed, he spooned me, the whole time his cock never came out of my hole. "That was errr...." "Quick? I know. I want to load you up as many time as possible." A sinking feeling took over my stomach as I realised what I had done, I wanted to run, scream, cry, but instead I nestled myself back as he wrapped his strong arm around me and I thought about the next time he would be cumming in my hole.

When I turned eighteen a group of my friends took me on a night out to Manchester's Canal Street, the big gay district of my closest city. I drank quite a lot, enjoyed the music and the dancing; especially grinding on the older guys which my friends all found hilarous. Whilst they laughed and I pretended to, I was getting so turned on that I knew I would be going home with an older man. On the way to another bar I lost my friends; I have no idea how, I think I went in ahead and straight to the bar whereas they went in and found a booth. I didn't see them again that night. As I ordered a drink, I overheard a couple talking. "Hide your tattoo, it will scare people off" "No, we should let them know anyway. I'm not stealthing again." I peered around to see the tattoo - on the wrist of one of the men; a biohazard sign. I tapped the nearest one to me on the shoulder and clumsily said. "Are you guys poz? What's that like?" He replied; "Come talk to us at our booth if you want. We need to sit down." And they wandered over to a set of booths manned by a security guy, a kind of VIP area I guess. My interest was piqued and I ordered my smirnoff ice and headed over. They waved me past the barrier and I sat down, next to Sam, he was 40 I guess, black hair, stocky build, definitely a lot hotter than his partner Andy, 45, bald, slim, still attractive and with the tattoo. They introduced themselves as a married couple who lived nearby, they had been together for five years and were both poz. I asked many daft questions about it and they were brutally honest; they said that the medicine that helped got in the way too much and that they didn't take any, meaning that they were very contagious. They were in town looking for a third to join them in a hotel room. "So you'll be using condoms then?" "No." "But they might catch it." "Some kids like that idea." They laughed to each other and I chuckled as well, to hide the fact that I was hard as a rock and confused as hell as to why I was so turned on. That ended the poz talk and we joked and danced for another hour or so until they said that they were going to head home. Sam just said to me "Come on." and I followed like a little lapdog to their hotel room. Once in the room, Andy stood behind me and felt my ass whilst Sam was in front of me. Both men showered me with kisses and I was in heaven, my shirt was pulled off and then I pulled Sam's pants down, exposing his hard cock, 7", perfect girth, totally shaved. "Suck it" Andy encouraged. I did as I was told, flicking my tongue about the head, slurping and sucking noisily as the two men kissed and whispered into each others ears. Andy knelt down behind me and undid my pants. He kissed my neck and said "Let's go to bed." Sam lay down on his back and I knelt between his legs sucking him, my bare ass in the air. As I noisily sucked and slurped, drool covering my chin and his balls, Sam smiled down at me and tenderly stroked my hair. Andy however aggressively began to rim my smooth hole. My cock was harder than it had ever been, Andy's tongue snaked deep into my tight ass and Sam's hard cock in my throat, I reached for my cock to jerk off. However, Andy grabbed my wrist and moved my hand away. "Ask permission boy." "C... can I jerk off?" I asked, kind of stunned. "That depends..." He stood up behind me and pressed against my ass. "Can I fuck your hole?" To be continued....

I know. This is firmly fantasy for now. I have bought some condoms however.

So I'm 'straight'. In a relationship with a girl, in the closet to all my friends, but a dirty jerk off fiend at night. I downloaded Grindr a few months ago and got talking to a man, 20 years older than me, on there. He told me to go to his house and suck his cock. Like a good boy I did as I was told. Sucked him long and hard and swallowed all of his cum after he shot it into my mouth. I even thanked him for it and he gave my ass a little pat as I walked out of the door. Now we've been chatting on Grindr since then. He sends me pics of other conquests, and I tell him my fantasies. Last night he got my nastiest one out of me and he says he wants to do it for real. The fantasy is that I am let into his house and immediately go to my knees, sucking and slurping at his dick. Then, he makes me follow him upstairs and he undresses me as I stand still. I am then to get on the bed doggy style and he will rim me. After that, lube and he will slide his bare cock up and down my ass, maybe a little in, until I stop begging and push back, accepting my uncovered cock and letting him fuck me deep. He wants to cum all over my ass and then fuck it back into me. I am tenting in my shorts right now. I sorta wish I was single so I could just invite him over. I might end up visiting him anyway...

Mmmm I can see this happening to me.

Just want to say that since posting this i've sucked and swallowed an anon load was as incredible as I've thought about for so long.

I answer an ad on craigslist, or he makes contact with me over squirt, or manhunt, or cottaging. Something he says gets my attention and I message back, I've done it before, I'm curious, been fantasising about this for years but have never taken the step to even cam with someone. I have a girlfriend who I love very much yet still whenever I want to beat off I'll take a look on here. I know some of you tops will hate me for that, I'd never go so far as to organise a meet and no-show, but I'll send a few horny messages and then just stop no problem. But this one, he's persistent, older than me, I don't really care how he looks, he's in shape though, and a little hairy so he's just my "type" I guess. He messages me a few times, asking me where I live so I check his profile; he lives 200 miles from me so I'm honest when I tell him where I am. With everything else though, I lie, say I've taken a load tonight but haven't cum yet and still want to cum, him hearing that I like it raw prompts him to tell me his status: HIV+. I think nothing of it, I'm never going to meet him and as far as I know you can't get it through email so I trade messages with him until I cum and I disconnect then go to bed. A week later I load up the site again and he's inboxed me. He's in town where I am for a few weeks and wants to meet for coffee. I tell him that I'm busy, after all, what if one of my girlfriend's friends walks past and sees me with him? He's persistent however and slowly as the week draws on starts winning me over to the idea. Eventually he has me charmed enough to tell him the truth, that I lied to him, that I have a girlfriend, everything. He isn't mad. He's happy i feel comfortable enough to tell him my situation. He says I should come to his hotel, he will show me some things, we can play safe and I can leave when I want to. I say yes. Soon enough we're face to face in his room. Both fully dressed. He greets me with a smile, not a hug or a kiss that would be too weird for me first time. We make small talk, my travel to the hotel, the work he;s doing in the town. Both sat on the bed, he places his hand on my knee and feels for my dick, it's rock hard already. He feels it and I sigh, loving his touch. He fumbles with my belt and I help him, moving myself off the bed so he can pull my pants down. He stands then takes his own off, followed by his T-Shirt and stands before me, naked but for his hard on and Biohazard tatt. I stare at it and he smiles, saying I don't have to do anything I don't want to. Then he goes to his knees and sucks me. His tongue electric, I lie back as I experience the best blowjob of my life. As he sucks, noisily and sloppily I moan in ecstacy. From under the bed he takes a bottle of lube and squirts it onto his finger. I instinctively raise my leg and he slides a finger into my ass. I stare into his eyes as he works my hole with that finger. When I feel accustomed, he adds another dollop of lube and another finger. Im asking him to do it now, to finger fuck my hole. Eventually he stops sucking me and just uses his finger to make me shiver. I'm close to cumming, so close. Desperately close. When he stops and slides up the bed. We kiss, I'm wondering why he stopped, but don't want to question this powerful, experienced older man. He must know what he's doing; right? We start to spoon, him talking about what he likes in bed, his dick rests against my lubed ass. he's talking to me, getting me hot, playing with my nipples, telling me how much he likes fucking boys like me. and it's this talk that makes me want to just push back a little and take his dick into me. Not how much I would enjoy it, but how much he would. I want to please him, I don't care for myself. As he talks, I do as I wanted, I push back and let his toxic cock into my hole. He isn't surprised. He knew this would happen from the moment I messaged him. He fucks me slow at first, then gets me on my belly and really fucks my hole hard. I beg him for it. All thoughts of my girlfriend gone. Just this man and his toxic cock and me. He cums inside of me, thrusting it deep and really grinding it in. We spoon again, his cock inside me still. Keeping his load there in me. Have wanted to share this for a long time. Thanks for listening.