Hotload84

This is not quite a bug-chasing/gifting story, but clearly is in that direction.

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For some time now a young MD has been toying with me on-line. He's negative and he's intrigued by the fact that I am HIV+ and fantasizing about having raw sex with me, but he is always too afraid to cum here or to let me cum to his place ... until last night that is! The last time he toyed with me, giving me his address and phone number then freaking out at the last minute, I threatened to go to his place and rape him if he did it again. For about a week he avoided me. Every time I came on-line he quickly got off-line.

The last night he got on-line and before he could leave I IM'd him and asked him if he was avoiding me. He said yes. I asked him if he were afraid of me. He said he was, but was also afraid of what he might do himself in terms of being unsafe. We talked a good while. I tried to get him to commit to meeting me. He was non-committal. He fudged. He had to run the clinic in the morning. He was on call. He had a stressful day. I bought nothing of this. I pushed. I talked dirty to him. I told him what I wanted to do to him. I could see by his responses that he was wavering in his defense. He was still afraid of me cumming in his ass or his mouth. So, I said "Well I promise you that I won't even take my 501s off let alone unbutton them." "Oh," he said." You're willing to be an oral top then." Yes," I said “I want to suck your pierced cock! I want to make you moan with pleasure." He said that he was rock hard and wanted me so badly. He said that it was too far for him to come down to mid-town. (Believe me it is less than a 20 minute ride on the train!) I told him the big lie and I said that I would come to his place since I in the neighborhood, and could be there in five minutes. HA!

Got him! He relented, begging me to cum over and gave me his address again and his phone number and said he wanted to see me "right away!" I said that I was walking out the door, and I would be there in 20 minutes and signed off before he could answer. I grabbed my Tennessee Williams short story paperback and ran to the train. By good fortune there was an express train about to leave as I walked into the 42nd Street station, so I arrived at 110th Street in less than fifteen minutes and walked directly to his apartment building three blocks up. The doorman let me in and showed me the elevator. In less than a minute this stud was ringing the doorbell standing there in my gray cotton t-shirt, my 501 button fly levis, white wool socks and white sneakers.

He opened the door and gasped. "What's the matter, you don't like what you see?" I asked." No," he said, "you're a fucking hot stud." I did not expect that. Frankly, this guy was hot himself. He took me immediately to the side of his bed. He was only wearing a pair of boxers. We immediately started kissing as I caressed his back and solid hot buns. Then, I knelt down in front of him pulled down those boxers and took his cock in my mouth and began to lick and suck it. He groaned. I turned him so that I could push him down on the bed. He whimpered and shook. I put his hot legs on my shoulders and started licking his toes and worked my way up to his crotch. The closer I got to his cock and ass the more he whimpered. Then I did the same with the other foot and hot muscular leg and thigh. He was ready to scream! I pushed his legs in the air and thrust my tongue in that hot quivering ass! He started calling upon his maker! I kept deliberately tongue fucking him only stopping to call him a fucking pig slut and other endearing names. "Oh, God" he moaned repeatedly. "Fucking pig!" I emphasized.

I continued to tongue fuck him and chew on that sweet, sweet asshole for over an hour, alternating between that and sucking his pierced cock. He was close. So I came up for air. HA!

He excused himself and went in to the bathroom. I lay down sideways on the bed with my feet touching the floor my legs spread apart facing the bathroom door. I pulled my gray t-shirt out of my 510s just up to the bottom of my rib cage and pushed the 501s down just a bit exposing my light hairy stomach. As he came out of the bathroom I was caressing my stomach with one hand, the other rested on my chest. He fell down on his back beside me. I turned my face to him and he turned to me and put his arm over me and we began a long passionate kiss, his hand caressing my exposed stomach ... very lightly and gently. My cock became rock hard and bulged in my 501s.

Each time his hand reached to the top of my 501s he would put a finger down the inside. Finally, he touched the tip of my soggy wet manhood and moved a finger around under the foreskin. I was in ecstasy. I was hot and throbbing. Suddenly he sat up and pulling his legs up underneath him he turned himself so that he was facing across my body below the level of my waist. He started to undo the military belt buckle. I feebly protested and touched his hand. "No, please, let me do this." I wanted him. I knew now that I would have him.

He could not resist and I knew it. He unbuttoned the buttons on my fly and pulled my 501s open exposing my throbbing 7x5 uncut infected cock. He leaned over and his mouth took the full length of my shaft and his lips pressed against my crotch. I moaned. "Please stop! I'm close!" I pulled his mouth off my cock. He pleaded with me! "Please Daddy, please, this is what I want. I want to drink your fuckin’ load of cum. I want to taste it! Please don't keep it from me. Please let me have it!" It was the most erotic scene I have ever been in. I was so unbelievably aroused by this whole thing. I had him exactly where I wanted him. I knew this would happen. I laid back and his warm mouth engulfed me and he sucked my hot throbbing meat until I engorged this hot poz jizz down his warm and eager throat. He

swallowed several times. He was shaking he was so excited. I must have shot a huge creamy load. When he finally took his mouth from my cock we kissed passionately for a long time. Then I sat up and, kneeling on the floor, pulled his legs around my torso, leaned over and sucked his cock long and hard until he shot a big wad of thick, sweet cum in my mouth. It was wonderful. There was so much that some spilled out of my mouth on to his blond hairy belly and I licked-up the spilled load. He sat up and we kissed passionately. Three hours had gone by. It was time for me to get back down-town.

I took the bus back. I wanted to savor the memory of that erotic scene. Later that night I sent him an email saying how much I had enjoyed myself and hoped that he would not have any morning after regrets about what we had done. This is the reply I received from him in the morning. “I have no regrets. It was an incredibly erotic moment. I did exactly what I wanted to do. We WILL play again. Sometime soon....”

Thanks for posting this story, Mn6. I remember it from bugshare.net, and was dismayed when it was lost.

Here's a continuation to this story, but this time from Erich's perspective:

My profile reads; “Versatile wild man. GWM in my early 20’s, 5’9”, 130 pounds dark hair/eyes, packing 9”. I am shaved smooth from the neck down. I love flip but can top or bottom for those that are exceptionally good. No preference on age or race. Just be in good shape and have pictures to prove it. Please be D & D free.”

I have some select pictures posted that show off my “ASS”ets that should easily hook in the REAL type I am looking to meet. Deep down I am a bit of a sadist. I like to find cocky total tops who have never been fucked before and not only trick them into letting me fuck them, but letting me fuck them bareback. I am actually HIV+ and have been for 8 years.

Tonight I met this cocky top who told me he tried to bottom when he was like 15-16 and hated it. It lasted about 30 seconds until he told his fuck buddy to pull out. Since then he’s been a dedicated top who has no trouble finding a willing bottom to “Take a ride on my pole”. He understood I was vers, but if I didn’t want to just bottom for him he could find “Another willing hole”. I decided that this BITCH needed to be taken down.

We made arrangements for him to come over to my place and in no time he was at my door. I greeted him wearing only boxer briefs that accented my ass and showed my package off well. I invited him in and we chatted. I asked if he wanted a coke, to which he replied yes. I went into the kitchen where I had an opened Coke spike with GHB and returned handing him the can.

We continued to chat as I waited for the G to kick in and soon enough I could tell that it was by this guy’s actions. He began to get a little aggressive with me and I knew he as starting to feel the effects of the G in his Coke. We began to kiss and it wasn’t long before we were both naked.

I suggested that we move things to my bedroom and he followed me there. I made sure that we brought our Coke cans with us so that he could drink some more. He actually finished his on the way to the bedroom. I wasted no time once we were in my bedroom and took his cock down to the base as soon as he laid back on the bed. Then he pulled me so we could 69.

As we sucked on each other’s cocks I could tell he was starting to feel the full effects of the G when my cock slipped from his mouth. I moved up near his head and could tell that he was slipping out from the G and was ready for me to act.

I easily slipped the hand cuffs I had hidden in the head board of my bed on his wrists and then pulled some rope out and pulled his legs back so that I would have full access to his hole. I ran back to the living room to retrieve his boxers from the floor. When I returned to the bedroom I stuffed his boxers into his mouth so that he could not scream out once he came back from la land.

I said to my waking beauty, "Glad you’re awake, now the fun can begin.” With his boxers in his mouth all he could do was attempt to talk or I think he was trying to yell at me. I continued to tell my prey, “I gave you a little ‘something’ to make you groggy so I could set you up for me to fuck. I like to get cocky tops like you and put you in your place; that place being on the end of getting fucked by me. Now we can do this the easy way or the hard way, which will it be.” It was easy to tell what his decision was by the way he was trying to scream through his boxers crammed into his mouth.

“I was hoping you’d choose the hard way” I said to him as an evil grin came across my face. “Be right back BITCH!” I walked out the bedroom door leaving him tied up in my bed.

I went into the kitchen to prepare what I would need to turn this cocky top into a bottom boy. I prepared a generous slam for him, a full quarter. I mixed it with warm water, got my popper out of the fridge along with a special rag I used. This rag had a special center soaked in poppers.

I returned to my bedroom 10-15 minutes later with my filled syringe, a tourniquet and the poppers. When this cocky bitch saw mw I could see the horror in my soon to be bottom.

“Since you chose the hard way I will warn you that you will need to remain still as not to get seriously hurt by the needle. After I am done giving you this slam you will be begging for me to fuck you. I will not stick my dick in your ass until you are begging for me to breed you, then I will fuck you and fill you with my cum.”

I could tell he was scared, he didn’t attempt to move a muscle as I placed the tourniquet on his left arm, swabbed his arm with some alcohol, find a good vein and administer the slam. Some of my bitches will close their eyes, but not this one, he kept his eyes glued to all that I was doing. He watched as I stuck the needle into his arm and watched as I drew back a little bit of blood to be certain I hit the vein and then he watched me push the plunger down making all the blood tinged liquid disappear into his arm.

“There you go my BITCH! Now it’s party time.” I pulled the tubing off of his arm and I could tell he tried to coughed into the gag in his mouth. I pulled his boxers from his mouth so I could hear him coughed again.

I could see the panic in his eyes, but as the slam worked its way through his body that panic was turning into a lust and a need, the need to be fucked. His previously 9” hard cock was now a pathetic 3” and was not going to grown any time soon. This bitch had Tina dick and that would help keep him focused on my cock in his ass.

I leaned in and asked “How’s my little BITCH doing now?”

He responded , “I feel fantastic, I feel like I need to be fucked.”

That evil grin I had earlier returned to my face after his answer.

I said to him, “I knew you would eventually see things my way BITCH!” as I shoved the poppers under his nose and held a hand over his mouth making him breath in hard and fast through his nose. I am sure that the poppers sent his head spinning. I was sure that the poppers would help the need to be fucked grow more intense within him.

I responded, “Is that all BITCH!”

I could tell his mind was a little foggy from the sensations he was feeling from the drugs in his system. Then he said, “Please Master Erich, fuck me with your big dick and breed my fuck hole, I need it, I want it.”

“That’s better BITCH, but not just yet.”

I then stuck a clip on his nose that would force him to breathe in only through his mouth. I stuffed my special “rag” into his mouth so that with every breath in he would get a special strong dose of poppers. I then got between his spread legs and began to prepare his hole, licking and sucking to get it nice and wet. The only (and best lube) I like to use is spit; that is until I cum then my cum will lube him up good.

I ma sure that he was flying on the slam and poppers. All he could do was moan through the rag stuffed in his mouth. After a good 20 minutes of rimming I could tell he was trying to say something. I pulled the poppers rag from his mouth and he took in a few deep breaths and then spoke, “Please Master Erich, please fuck me with your big dick, please breed my fuck hole, I need it, I want it. Please Master Erich, please.”

I stopped rimming him and climbed on top of him. I looked down at him and made more of a statement then a question, “You sure you’re ready BITCH, cause once I start I will not stop until I am satisfied. I once fucked a guy for 7 straight hours and like you, he started off all drugged up, but the longer I fucked him the more sober he got the more it began to hurt. Are you ready for that BITCH!”

He asked, “Can I get another slam please Master Erich, something that will last longer.”

I paused for a moment and said, “Yes my little BITCH boy, you may have more, but I have a better way to give it to you and can give you more while I fuck you. Is that what you want, BITCH!”

“Yes Master Erich.”

I knew a booty bump would work wonders on his hole and the effects are direct to his ass making it hungry for cock, more hungry then the slam did. I grabbed my baggie of Tina, I licked 2 fingers and stuck them in the dry powder. I then stuck them in my bitch boy’s hole. I’m sure he felt the burn, but the effects of the drugs in his system would allow him to accept this new was of taking the drug.

“Thank you Master Erich. Now please Master Erich, please fuck me with your big dick, please breed my fuck hole.”

I leaned back over him, kissed him deeply, shoved the poppers under his nose telling him to inhale deeply as I rammed the entire length of my cock into his hole in one thrust. I am sure it hurt some, but he was wiggling his ass and moaning in no time as I began to fuck his hungry hole.

I told him to look at the clock, it was almost 10:30 pm. I said I planed to break my non-stop fucking record with his ass. Along with that I was going to break another record I had. I told him that “When I fucked the one kid I fucked for 7 hours, I gave that BITCH 10 charged loads. I planned to fuck you till I give you 12 charged loads, and when I say charged I mean poz loads.”

I could see the wheels spinning in his mind. I knew he was now understanding that my intention was not just to turn him from a top into a bottom, but to also poz his ass.

I told him, “I have been HIV+ for 7 years and have never been on meds. I am sure my viral load is toxic, prime for knocking you up BITCH!”

All the time I was telling my bitch bottom this I was accentuating my word with my thrusts into his hole. The look in his eyes told me the all I need to know, he didn’t care….he just wanted to be fucked.

I made sure he knew the exact time I gave him my first charged load of the night. A little before 11:00 pm I began to pant out, and without missing a stroke I said “There’s load number one BITCH!” as I continued to fuck him. I was fucking into him with not stopping, no condoms and no chance for him to rest, not like he needed to rest.

I counted out each load I gave him, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6. Every so often I made sure to slip him some more Tina into his ass and making sure to feed him poppers. Then I gave him load 7, 8, 9 with the 10th at sun up around 5:30 am.

I like to take my time with the final few loads. It get’s the bitch bottom hungry for them. Some where before 7:00 am I gave him load number 11. The final and 12th was deposited at 9:10 am. After 10 and a half hours of non-stop fucking I let him know, “There you go BITCH!, 12 loads and it took just over 10 and a half hours.” I pulled my cock from his hole. I am sure he felt empty after having it filled for so long. I wasted little time and shoved a butt plug in to keep the cum from running out just yet. I removed the restraints and helped him into the shower with me.

He commented, “I was awake all night but I wasn’t tired, Why is that?” I let him know “That’s what Tina does for you, it enhances sexual pleasure, especially for the bottom.

All he said was, “Fuck me!” I replied, “Any time BITCH!”

I was strictly a safe sex top. I had tried bottoming a couple times but never really enjoyed it, so I stuck with what I knew best and was a total top. I was damn good at it too. Being a 24 year old, 6’ jock type, weighing 170 pounds with a 28” waist with flat, 6-pack abs that made it easy to get bottoms lined up for a crack at getting my 9” thick rod deep in their hole.

The night this happened I met this kid; his name was Erich, on line. He was a couple years younger then me, 21, maybe 22. He was shorter then I at 5’9”, and only weighed 130 pounds. He said that he was slim from running a lot and he was smooth, just how I like them. He said he was vers and prefers to flip, but for me and my cock he was game for some bottom action that night. I could understand why he was vers, with a 9” cock (almost like mine) a guy wouldn’t want to waste that.

We arranged to hook up at his place and I was game for the action.

When I arrived at his place I made my way up to his apartment door and knocked.

He came to the door wearing only a pair of boxer briefs that highlighted his ass and showed off his cock. We made small talk and he offered me something to drink. We continued to chat and I was growing hornier by the second, which wasn’t unusual for me. We began to kiss and it wasn’t long before we were both naked and he asked if I wanted to move this to his bedroom.

I followed him to his bedroom and he made sure we took our drinks with us saying that we would probably need them later. We climbed on his bed and he went down on my throbbing 9” to the root. I pulled him over me into 69 and soon we were mutually sucking.

Then I began to feel a little light headed and groggy. I was so groggy I let his hard cock slip from my mouth. Erich could tell something was up and moved up next to my head. He asked if I was ok and all I could answer was that I was a little out of it and could he give me a few minutes.

I never heard the click of the cuffs and before I knew it I was cuffed to his head board with my ankle tied and bulled back exposing my ass. I was coming back around and was not able to speak since Erich had stuffed my boxers in my mouth.

Erich looked down at me and said “Glad you’re awake, now the fun can begin.” I wanted to scream out “WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO ME!”, but Erich seemed to know what I was thinking. He continued, “I gave you a little ‘something’ to make you groggy so I could set you up for me to fuck. I like to get cocky tops like you and put you in your place; that place being on the end of getting fucked by me. Now we can do this the easy way or the hard way, which will it be.” I attempted to scream through the boxers stuffed in my mouth with no success and pulled as hard as I could on my restraints.

“I was hoping you’d choose the hard way” Erich said at me as an evil grin came across his face. Erich said, “Be right back BITCH!” as he walked out the bedroom door leaving me tied up in his bed.

The longer Erich was gone the clearer my mind became. My mind started racing…I was scared for what he might do to me. A lot played through my head like what he was doing out there, what was he going to do to me and what he meant by ‘the hard way’? I thing I knew for certain was that he planned on raping my ass!

Eric returned with a few things in his hands. I barely made them out. He had a piece of rubber tubing, a bottle of poppers, and a syringe filled with something, I was guessing Heroin or Tina. The hardest thing I ever did in my life was pot, poppers and alcohol. Now I was about to be forced to do some sort of drug. I was scared shitless.

Erich said, “Since you chose the hard way I will warn you that you will need to remain still as not to get seriously hurt by the needle. After I am done giving you this slam you will be begging for me to fuck you. I will not touch stick my dick in your ass until you are begging for me to breed you, then I will fuck you and fill you with my cum.

I was scared stiff…so stiff I didn’t even blink. I watched Erich tie the rubber tubing around my left bicep really tight. I could feel the blood stop flowing into my left arm. He then used alcohol on my arm over a prominent vein. I felt the prick as Erich stuck the needle into my arm and watched as he drew back a little bit of blood and then watch him push the plunger down making all the liquid disappear into my arm.

“There you go my BITCH! Now it’s party time.” Erich pulled the tubing off of my arm and I began to have a hard time breathing to the point that I coughed into the gag in my mouth. Erich pulled my boxers from my mouth and I coughed again.

At first I was feeling a panic deep in me, but as a feeling of warmth began to wash across my body I felt a passion. I felt so much it was so much to process. I could feel my heart beating very hard and fast as if it was going to beat right out of my chest. There was an incredible feeling of horniness and a sexual feeling of needing to get fucked. I looked down and my cock had shriveled up from its 9 thick inches to about 2 inches and my big balls were shriveled as well.

Erich leaned in and asked, “How’s my little BITCH doing now?”

My response was. “I feel fantastic, I feel like I need to be fucked.”

I noticed that Erich maintained his evil grin through this process and that it grew larger after my answer.

Erich said, “I knew you would eventually see things my way BITCH!” as he shoved the poppers under my nose and held a hand over my mouth making me breath in hard and fast through my nose. The poppers sent my head spinning. The need to be fucked grew more intense within me.

All I could do is moan out “I need to get fucked.”

“Is that all BITCH!”

My mind was a little foggy, all I could reply was the same thing over again, “I need to get fucked.”

Erich then slapped me and said “IS THAT ALL BITCH!”

I tried to think back to what Erich had said right before he stuck the needle in my arm, something about begging to be fucked and, oh yeah, bred. I am not sure why my mind processed my response this way, but I said “Please Master Erich, fuck me with your big dick and breed my fuck hole, I need it, I want it.”

“That’s better BITCH, but not just yet.”

Erich put a clip of some kind on my nose so I could only breathe through my mouth. Then he stuffed a rag in my mouth that had something in the center soaked in poppers. As I breathed in I was getting a very strong dose of poppers and Erich got between my legs and began to rim my hungry hole.

My head was spinning more and more. All I could do was moan and the more I moaned the higher I got on the poppers. I tried to speak and that’s when Erich removed the poppers gag from my mouth. I took in a deep breath and begged with all my might, “Please Master Erich, please fuck me with your big dick, please breed my fuck hole, I need it, I want it. Please Master Erich, please.”

Erich came up from rimming me and climbed on top of me. He looked down at me and made more of a statement then a question, “You sure you’re ready BITCH, cause once I start I will not stop until I am satisfied. I once fucked a guy for 7 straight hours and like you, he started off all drugged up, but the longer I fucked him the more sober he got the more it began to hurt. Are you ready for that BITCH!”

I couldn’t believe what I was doing. I was a total top, only fucked once when I was in high school and it didn’t last long cause it hurt like a mother fucker. I was asking, no wait, begging to be fucked by this guy. And now I asked, “Can I get another slam please Master Erich, something that will last longer.”

Erich paused for a moment and said, “Yes my little BITCH boy, you may have more, but I have a better way to give it to you and can give you more while I fuck you. Is that what you want, BITCH!”

“Yes Master Erich.”

Erich didn’t inject my arm. I watched as he opened up a baggie, put some white powder on a couple of fingers and stuck them in my ass. At first it burned but that faded quickly to be replaced by an intense sensation of the need to be fucked.

“Thank you Master Erich. Now please Master Erich, please fuck me with your big dick, please breed my fuck hole.”

Eric leaned back over me, kissed me deeply, shoved the poppers under my nose telling me to inhale deeply as he rammed the entire length of his cock in my balls deep in one thrust. At first it stung like I remembered but it faded quickly and soon I was feeling complete. I began to moan as Erich fucked into me like no man ever has before.

Erich had me look at the clock, it was almost 10:30 pm. He said he planed to break his non-stop fucking record with my ass. Along with that he was going to break another record he had. He told me that “When I fucked the one kid I fucked him for 7 hours and gave that BITCH 10 charged loads. I planned to fuck you till I give you 12 charged loads, and when I say charged I mean poz loads.”

Now it all registered, this guy was poz and he planned on pozzing me.

Erich told me, “I have been HIV+ for 7 years and have never been on meds. I am sure my viral load is toxic, prime for knocking you up BITCH!”

All the time Erich said this to me he was pounding away at my hole. He maybe poz, he maybe giving me my first good fuck of a lifetime, but I didn’t care. All I cared about was having his cock in my ass.

I remember the exact time Erich deposited his first load. Right at 10:55 pm he looked me dead in the eye and began to pant out, and without missing a stroke he said “There’s load number one BITCH!” as he continued to fuck me. I never had this kind of stamina myself as a top. I could cum several times in a row, but my best fuck session was a 3 hour4 load with breaks to change the condom. Now this kid was fucking into me non-stop.

Erich counted out the loads, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6. Every so often I could feel him slide a finger or 2 in along side his dick and give me a little bump of Tina along with feeding me poppers almost constantly. Then came 7, 8, 9, the 10th load came as the sun was cumming up and it was just after 5:30 am. The last two loads took the longest.

At 6:45 Erich deposited load number 11. The 12th was deposited shortly after 9 am. Erich said, “There you go BITCH!, 12 loads and it took just over 10 and a half hours. He pulled his cock out of me and I felt so empty. That feeling didn’t last before he shoved a butt plug inside to hold what was probably over a pint of poz cum deep inside me. He untied my legs and removed the hand cuffs. Erich was then very kind and loving. He helped me up and into the shower to clean up with him.

I was awake all night but I wasn’t tired. I asked Erich “Why do I feel so awake and alive.” His reply was, “That’s what Tina does for you, it enhances the sexual pleasure, especially for a bottom.”

All I could say was, “Fuck me!” Erich replied, “Any time BITCH!”

I was 25 years old, straight as an arrow, a gym addict, had sex with a new woman at least once a week, and considered my self quite a ladies man. I had been quarterback of my high school football team, and played football in college. I'd just taken a new job as a salesman at a local car dealer and I had sold 5 cars the first day. Here I was on my back in a leather sling like device with my legs and arms tied to chains hanging from the rafters and what looked like 30 naked guys stroking hard on's standing around me. And I liked it. How did this happen? I had never seen a hard dick on another man in my life.

Like I said, I'd just taken a new job as a salesman at a car dealer in another city . I had sold 5 cars the first day. I wanted to take the other salesmen out to celebrate, but all the guys were busy and

couldn't go. So I drove downtown and stopped at the first bar I came to. When I got inside, I thought it was funny that there were no women in the bar. some of the guys were dressed in leather, but I'd

seen that before and it didn't seem unusual. I was very horny and I was hoping to hook up.

I thought "I'll just have one drink and then look for another bar. I went to the bar and ordered a whiskey on the rocks. The bartender was a young guy who looked like he might be a weight lifter, so I struck up a conversation about working out. At some point I ask him where I could find a gym because I had just moved into town.

"Actually, there's one in this building, in the back, he said, and I get off in twenty minutes, and I'm heading there. I'll be happy to take you back and introduce you to the owner, and maybe he'll give you

a break on a membership. And by the way, my name is Nick." "OK", I responded and he said "Would you like another whiskey on me?". I said "One more, thanks, I'm Neil". Nick poured the whiskey, turning away from me to talk to another staff member (a really big, well built guy in his mid twenties) and I heard him say "This guy wants to look at the gym, and I'm taking him back." I finished my whiskey, and shortly Nick told me he was ready to go. By this time I was feeling a little dizzy but I thought, "It's just the whiskey" and walked out with Nick.

We walked through a long hall to the back door of the gym. By the time we got there I was feeling very weak kneed and wobbly, as if I had had too much to drink. I had never ha two shots of whiskey hit me so hard. Nick took out a set of keys and opened the door. The staff member he had been talking to in the bar was standing there and he grabbed me by the arm and twisted it behind my back. I was feeling too weak to offer much resistance as he dragged me into the room. It was dark inside, and i could see nothing. I was guided into another, bigger room and several guys grabbed me, undid my coat, shirt buttons and belt and took off all my clothes. I was aware of what was going on, but could do nothing about it.

At this point I was pushed onto the swinging sling on my back with my arms and legs spread and tied to the four chains that supported it. Lines formed at my head and my ass, and the action began. One man standing on my left side grabbed my balls and pulled hard on them while another big guy forced my jaws apart, placed his dick on my lips and said "I'm going to fuck your mouth and your going to suck my dick. If you bite me you will lose all of you teeth and your balls, so do as you are told." With that he proceeded to push his cock in my mouth. It seemed like it was as big as my arm. I laid there open mouthed as he started to fuck my face.

Meanwhile, the other guy still had a firm grip on my balls. Another guy began to rub his cock up and down my ass. I could feel a wetness from his precum as he worked it up and down. Suddenly, he thrust forward and pain shot through my rectum as he penetrated my virgin ass. I screamed as he quickly forced his way in until I could feel him against my butt. He remained still for a moment, then began thrusting in and out. I had never felt such pain in my life. It felt like his cock was nine inches long and 3 inches wide.

He thrust his cock in my ass slowly at first then began to thrust faster and faster. This went on for what seemed like twenty minutes. By this time the pain had subsided somewhat and his cock began to pulse as he came in my ass. I felt each shot of cum and he had a big load. After a minute he withdrew and could feel cum running out and down my asshole.

In the meantime the guy with his cock in my mouth face fucked me slowly. Finally he said" Suck it or you lose you balls" and the guy with his fist around my balls gave them a jerk, so I started sucking

on his dick. At the same time, another cock was thrust into my ass. It seemed even bigger than the first, but slipped in quickly because of my cum slicked hole. He began thrusting and the pain began to

subside.

Suddenly I could feel the cock in my mouth beginning to pulse and I tasted cum for the first time. Salty, slick, slimy, tasty. He thrust harder and shot about six loads, and then he just stopped moving with it all the way in. I was choking but slowly, the cock began to shrink and I got my breath back. He pulled out and another cock quickly took his place. By this time I had become used to the feeling of a cock in my mouth and knowing that I was acting in self defence, I began to suck hard. The cock began to pulse and I got another mouthful with cum running down my face. At about the same time, the guy fucking my ass began to cum and I could feel his cum shooting against my inside.

Suddenly, I noticed that the pain was gone and I was getting hard. The guy who had been gripping my balls was now stroking my cock and feeling my balls. Then I noticed that some guys on the sidelines were jacking themselves and two guys began shooting their cum all over my chest and stomach. Another shot all over my face. When I posted this, it didn't send all of it, Im trying again.

After being fucked by 5 or 6 guys in both the ass and mouth, I lost count . I have no idea how many guys fucked me that night. The highlight of the evening was when a guy got up on top of me and set

down on my stiff cock and began to move up and down on it. His ass felt slick as if he had been fucked or used a lot of lube, and it was the hottest sensation I had ever known. After about two minutes I

could feel that feeling beginning, and I came in his ass. What a load!

The session lasted for several hours. When everyone had had a turn, the action started again with the first guy. This time it took him about 30 minutes to cum, and the load was much smaller. And so the

action continued on an on. After several hours, some guy said " He's had enough, I think we converted him", and they undid my feet and arms and let me up. By the time it was over, I had learned to suck cock, and to ass fuck with the best of them. Thankfully, Nick the bartender walked me home.

Fortunately, the next day was Sunday, and the dealership was closed. My ass hurt, my balls and dick were numb and I slept most of the day. Nick stayed with me and in the evening we had sex twice. Nick is very versatile, if you know what I mean.We now live together. What a STUD he is! Ten inches of very hard man dick! Every day,I can't wait to feel his cum shots up my ass again!

About twice a month, we all get together for another group session. Once in a while, we get to convert a new virgin.

HOT story. Philly area here too. Was he from Philly?

Sorry, As1717. I don't have any details on the history behind the story. I think I copied it from bugshare.net.

i sure hope this story was based on a real experience :-)

I sometimes wonder the same question, Dikmorhed. While I don't know where the line is, I have settled with the rationale that most of the stories contain at least a kernel of the historical record, so to speak, embellished by imagination. Of course every once and a while a guy has written in saying the story is not fictional, but records his actual experiences. One never knows unless the original writer steps forward and lays claim to the story.

I think if I went to the wrong address and started kissing the guy, I'd probably be beaten up, have the word FAG cut into my chest and dumped naked on a street corner having been castrated with a rusty knife. But I do live in homophobic central!

Sadly, Yorkshirelad, most of us live in a world that is essentially homophobic. People change very slowly unless they're forced.

February 20th, 2007, my birthday. I’d been chatting with my gifter for a while. I knew that I wanted it, but I was also afraid. I had thought about it often, but always backed out. He was into chems, fisting, and was poz (REALLY POZ). We had talked on the phone for a while, sharing thoughts, ideas, crazy things that might happen or did happen in our lives, how he had been pozzed, etc. I was a good intelligent man, who just happened to love taking cock. We talked about how he felt when he was fucking, and how much I’d love it, when he seeded my hole. I can see now that he was seducing me to the idea of taking his poz loads and I was eating it up. Taking advantage my weakness, my willingness, but it was ok. I think in my mind it was just a fantasy and the things we talked about weren’t really going to happen, even though I was sort of hoping it would. I wasn’t really going to submit my body to the ravages of HIV; it was just talk, right? So I booked the hotel and the flight to Portland.

I arrived that morning, it was raining, but there he was waiting by the baggage claim. He looked more real that I had imagined him to be. Funny how I thought he would have horns, or a dark shadow clinging to him. We got on the tram together and headed to his house. He said it was close. I was nervous now, but he calmed me and told me everything was going to be ok. He’d watch out for me and to trust him. We took the short walk to the house, and he showed me the shower and told me to clean out. I took my time and did a good job, preparing myself for him. When I came back to the kitchen, he had the meth out and was measuring it, mixing it, putting part of it into a needled syringe and part into a syringe that didn’t have needle. I watched fascinated almost hypnotized. I had never seen anything like this before in real life, only on the television. He then looked at me and asked if I was ready. I was scared, but somehow thought it would still turn out to be just a fantasy and that he’d shoot himself up and that would be that. After all, I don’t do drugs. I put on my underwear and followed him out the back door, to a garden shed in the back yard, my soon to be birth chamber.

Inside the small shed was a portable heater on the floor, a roll of paper towels, some shelves with dildos and lube, and a sling. I had never been fucked in a sling before, so that was going to be a first for me. The first of many firsts, which would happen to me on that day. He helped me slide into the sling, and adjusted me, so my ass was at the edge and easy access for his use. My feet were pushed through the straps, making certain I wasn’t able to pull myself out of the sling. My head was slightly lower than my ass, but I didn’t think anything of it at the time. Guess, he didn’t want anything to leak out. My cock was hard and standing up, ready for action.

He made certain that I was well situated in the sling, and was comfortable since I was going to be there a while. He reached over and got the syringe that didn’t have the needle in it. My hole was still a bit loose from the douching out, so I didn’t struggle much when He inserted into my ass. He pushed down on the plunger saying “This might burn for a bit.” He then walked around to my head and adjusted the straps that went around my wrists on the chains by my head, to make certain I was secured in place. I pulled on the straps experimentally, I was pretty comfortable and my cock was hard, thinking about getting fucked in his sling. I leaned my head back in the sling and tried to relax. I closed my eyes and felt the “burn” he was talking about, but it felt very good. He told me “You’ve just had your first booty bump.” I tried to concentrate on the feeling of my heart beating and the burn in my ass. The temperature seemed to jump and my heart was racing, when I realized that he had slipped his cock into me. It felt so good that I laid back and willed my hole to open to take more of him into me. The fact that he was fucking me bare and was poz only made it hotter somehow. It didn’t seem real; like it was happening to someone I was watching on a porn film. I don’t remember his first load into me, but my body did. All of a sudden, my hole started clenching and pulling, milking his cock with every muscle in my being. I was being impregnated by His seed, and all my body knew was how much it wanted it. It just felt so good to feel his cock inside of me, breeding me, making me his boy, my body instinctively pulling it deeper inside of me to grow.

I have no idea how long he fucked me or how many loads he gave me, when he pulled out and fingered me a bit. He moaned at how sloppy my hole was and how open it was. He then walked around to the side of the sling; He tied the sling wrist straps down securely. I was still out of it some, my body screaming for His cock. The fact that I was naked in a garden shed, with a small heater, in February, didn’t matter, I felt hot and flushed and oh so very horny.

My head was rolling from side to side and my eyes were closed, but I could hear him moving around. We had talked earlier on the phone about a fantasy of mine. He pulled out a red bandana from somewhere, put it between my teeth and tied it around my head. “Look at me,” he said. I opened my eyes, and watched as he tied His arm with a rubber tube, then took the meth loaded syringe, found a vein and stuck it into his right arm. He pushed the plunger down about halfway, I watched fascinated as the semi-clear liquid went into His arm. He held it there for a few seconds, breathing deep, and then pulled the plunger out, and I saw the red tint of His blood start to mix with the remaining meth to fill the syringe. He pulled off the rubber tube with his teeth.

I looked at His face, it wasn’t an expression, I recognized, and his eyes glittered like they were made of black glass. He reached over, tied the rubber tube around my arm, making my veins stand up, and started examining my arm, looking for a good vein. I remember, trying to say “No, no”, but the bandana was muffling my voice. He found the vein and said, “Here”. I remember tightening up a bit, but He had a firm grip on my arm. “Don’t move!” He commanded and for some reason that I still don’t understand, I obeyed him. My eyes widened as I saw him put the needle into my vein and I remember shaking my head from side to side. I started to breathe hard, fast shallow breaths through my nose. This is real! It is going to really happen! I was staring at the blood/meth filled syringe when he said “Look at me.” I looked in his eyes and felt him push the plunger down. He pulled out the needle, massaged the vein for a moment and then untied my gag. I looked at my arm, where I had been injected, and started to freak out.

“Oh God, what have I done? What have I done? Help me! Jesus, help me!” I was crying out. I was panting in my terror. He looked at my face and pulled off the rubber tube, allowing the meth and his toxic blood to flow throughout my body. His bugs already starting their deadly work as they barebacked on the meth. He didn’t say a word as the drug took hold of my mind and body. He just walked down to my spread legs, shoved his hard cock into my hole, wrapped his arms around the chains of the sling, started pinching his nipples and began fucking me with full deep strokes. I looked deep into his glittering eyes. I’m sure he saw the horror in my eyes quickly turning into lust as he smiled and said the words I’ll never forget, “It’s too late. It’s too late”

At that point, I realized he was right, it was too late. I wasn’t going to escape; I was going to be poz from this day forward. As, my mind tried to cope with that reality, he was delivering another load of seed into my body, and my ass was pulling and flexing, milking every drop into me. The drugs were hitting me hard and only one thing mattered; that was taking every drop of cum from my Father’s balls into me.

“Please, please take my last neg load. I give it to you; I want you to have it. Help me give it to you.” I had to cum for him. Right then, the cum leaked out of my soft cock, He saw it, scooped some it up with his two fingers and put them into my mouth to suck clean. “This is the last neg load you’ll ever have.” And then he scooped some up, put the fingers into his mouth, and licked it clean, taking it into his body. My second load came just moments after my last neg load. He repeated the process, only this time; I was shaking, moaning, and begging for his cock.

“Is this my first poz cum?” He looked down at me still fucking and said “The first of many, to spread to others.” Which wasn’t true, but in my fucked up mind, I swear that I could feel the bug swimming in my cum.

“Yes Father, yes, I want to spread you to others. You’ll live forever in those I breed, just like all those who came before you live in you. Just like you’ll live in me. As I cum in them, part of my seed will be yours.” There was more talk, some of it I remember, some of it only comes to me in my dreams. The drug filled haze of my body and mind, made me into a cum whore. All I wanted was his cock and to be filled over and over with his seed.

I moved this story because of the poz element. Wonder if a wrong address has ever actually had such a result.

I imagine more than one guy has been converted along similar lines. I've moved this tale to Bug Chasing and Gift Giving Fiction because the protagonist converts at the end of the tale.

Quite a tale, there, Rawtop. The twist with the cops at the end is ingenious. It's also interesting to note, apparently, that Antonio apparently never progresses to an orgasm, - quite different from most of the other rape fantasies I've seen. In any event, I've taken the liberty of moving the story to the Chem Sex Fiction section because the story mentions the use of various medicinals to sedate both Nathan and Antonio.

Sweet story, Nippy. I have a few memories of repeat fuck partners with whom I have not had contact in years. This story, which seems very autobiographical, brings them to mind, and induces me to wonder where they are. I've taken the liberty of moving the story to CHEM SEX Fiction because of the 420 element, but could just as easily moved it to the Bug Chasing and Gift Giving Fiction section because of the poz element. Thanks for posting.

yes! It is absolutely fine that you posted it here!

Good. Thanks, Sluttydogboy.

A well written story, Versipellem. The recognition of the crazy aspect of sexual drive is a nice touch, and something of which I had lost conscious recollection. Thanks.

The young lad (John as I found out later) I had the session with a couple of summers ago soon turned into a regular fuck buddy. At 19, he was a surprisingly dirty little fucker who was always up for having his limits pushed (or preferably busted wide open) and I was always happy to oblige if I could. Even though he’d seen my biohazard tattoo the first time we played (he could hardly miss it since its right next to my dick and he’d sucked on that for ages before I’d fucked him and left my dirty seed in his hole), he never asked me to rubber up and I’d never offered to either. He was the same with my poz mates once I started to share him with them. He was always up for getting fucked and fucking us if we were in the mood (I always was) and he never asked them to play safe despite their equally prominent biohazard tatts. We guessed he either wasn’t bothered about us being poz or was a chaser. Either way, we were all happy to be fucking a horny young guy as nature intended.

It didn’t come as much as a surprise to me then when about 3 weeks after his arse had got some particularly heavy use during session in which he taken loads from me, the guy who pozzed me (Mal), and another poz mate of mine (Dave), that John began complaining that he felt too ill (a really bad cold he thought) to come over to my place to play with us the next time we got together. Course, we guessed straight off that it was fuck flu but we didn’t say anything until he was feeling better when I took him off to the local clinic to get tested. When he got his results through (poz naturally), he actually seemed pleased. Perhaps that wasn’t too much of a surprise because he was turning out to be a bit of a twisted fucker (so nice in such a young lad). After all, he said, it added a new dimension to the fun he was having elsewhere.

My curiosity tweaked, he told me that regularly had sessions with girls his own age and older women as well as blokes. Although I’ve never fucked women, knowing that this young poz fucker was going to be spreading his dirty seed around boys and girls got my cock twitching and I was almost shot my load there and then when he told me that he also played with his brother (sometime just the 2 of them and sometimes with a girl or boy they both fancied). Thing was, he said, that his brother (Paul) wouldn’t let him fuck him any more and hadn’t done for about 4 years. Since Paul hit 18 (he was 3 years older than John), John had had to get used to getting his arse fucked regularly but not getting anything in return. Understandably, John got pissed off about this. He was very versatile lad and having a dick in him usually got him so horny that he needed to fuck a hole too. Obviously, this wasn’t too much of a problem if him and Paul playing with a third and John had got fucked but if it was just the two of them together, then poor old John ended up having to jack off on his own once Paul had used his arse. Naturally, the sicko pervert in me wanted John to have his fun with Paul’s hole, particularly now that John was poz, because family fun scenes have always got me horny and the idea of one brother stealthing another got me very horny indeed. John agreed that it was a pretty sick fantasy but one he’d love to try out just to see how much sick it was.

When I told Mal and Dave what went on at John’s house, Mal said he wasn’t surprised. Paul was, he told me, mates with one of the apprentices at the factory where Mal worked and, although they’d only bumped into each other a couple of times when they’d been out in town drinking, Mal had got the impression that Paul was a total slut who didn’t much care what he fucked (man, woman, or animal) just as long as the hole was tight and he could dump his load in it. It must be pretty frustrating, Mal said, knowing that you’re never going to get the chance to breed a hole but all the time being expected to give yours up to your brother every time he felt the need to dump his load. Who couldn’t agree with that sentiment?

Things sort of muddled along from that point with the four of us. Mal, Dave and I played just as we always had. John joined in either one-on-one or with the 3 of us as he wanted or didn’t as the case might be. At other times, he was fucking around on his own, no doubt spreading the bug far and wide in the process. All the time though, something was gnawing away at the back of my brain. All the time, I was wondering how I could set up a session that would end up with John fucking Paul while Mal, Dave, and I watched or, preferably joined it to charge his hole as much as possible in one sitting.

John’s 21st birthday eventually came to the rescue. We’d simply get Paul into my playroom and using friendly persuasion get him to let John have a birthday fuck. John was up for it and so were Mal and Dave. How we three would end up fucking him after John was another matter. After all he wasn’t giving it up to his younger brother so the chances of him giving it up to 3 blokes he’d either hadn’t met before or didn’t know that well all of whom have biohazard tatts and are into raw fucking were probably pretty remote without the use of drugs, force, subterfuge or more likely all three.

We fixed up for John and the rest of us to go out for a birthday drink about 2 weeks before his birthday. Mal was due to be away on the day itself so we had to bring the party forward so that we could all get the chance to use Paul if the opportunity presented itself. We met up in town as arranged. Mal, Dave, and I were already in the bar when John and Paul arrived. Paul oozed a kind of sexual cockiness that got both my hole and my dick twitching. I knew he had had the same effect on Dave when our eyes met and he gave me a wink. Mal, unusually for him, didn’t seem that interested. I guessed that might be due to him having met Paul before. Perhaps he was just used to him and his attitude. Then again, perhaps he really wasn’t that interested in Paul.

We had a bit to drink and then headed off to a club nearby. The mood was really good and Mal was beginning to be a bit chattier than he had been at the start of the evening. Paul was a laugh - a jack the lad who really fancied himself but not too in your face about it. Dave and I agreed that we both wanted to fuck him come what may. We weren’t too sure whether despite the fun we were having at the club Paul would be up for it so we thought that it might be a case of restraining him in my sling (assuming we could get him in there for John to use) and then having a go at his hole ourselves. A ball gag would keep him quiet if he got too vocal. Either that or we’d force feed him some poppers and see if that improved his mood. Mal was still playing it very cool and Dave and I both thought that he’d probably not come back with us at the end of the night which should have been a shame as he’s a brilliant fuck and loves dirty talk when he’s fucking a neg hole.

John, Dave and I were relieved at the end of the night when Mal said he’s come back to mine for a night cap before heading off home. He said that he had to get up early for work but he’d not mentioned that to me before so I guessed he really wasn’t into Paul and would make his excuses and leave before the fun started.

Once back at my place, we got some beers and sat down in front of the tv. I put a porn dvd on –bareback stuff of course. Paul grinned, squeezed his dick through his jeans and settled back to watch. John needed to piss and so left the room. While he was gone I turned to Paul and asked, ‘How come you don’t let John fuck you?’ Paul chuckled and replied, ‘I see he’s been talking to you about what goes on at home.’ ‘Yeah,’ I said. Paul continued, ‘Dunno. We used to fuck each other when we were younger but I sorta grew out of it. I’ve been almost totally top for a couple of years now and it just didn’t feel right letting my baby brother fuck me.’ ‘OK,’ I said, ‘Do other guys fuck you?’ ‘You offering?’ Paul asked. ‘Nah,’ I laughed, ‘Just curious I guess. Mal, Dave and I all play together so was just being nosey about how it worked in other people’s relationships.’ ‘You’ve all fucked John I hear. At least that’s what he says,’ said Paul. ‘Sure have,’ said Dave. ‘Good isn’t he?’ Paul smiled. ‘Sure is,’ we all said at once. ‘He’s fucked me and Dave,’ I said. ‘Yeah?’ said Paul. ‘Yeah. He’s a good fuck both ways,’ Dave added. ‘Well he was from what I remember,’ Paul said, ‘but lately I only know what he’s like to fuck.’ At this point, John came back into the room and things quietened down. We focussed on the dicks pounding away at tight holes on the tv screen. Suddenly, Mal said, ‘John, you wanna fuck Paul for you’re birthday treat?’ ‘Sure do,’ said John. We laughed out loud. ‘Well,’ said Mal, ‘You gonna let him?’ Nah,’ said Paul. ‘I prefer it when he’s taking it like my bitch.’ ‘Go on, mate,’ said Dave, ‘He’s only 21 once and he’s been complaining for months that he never gets to fuck you.’ ‘Yeah,’ I added, ‘If you let him fuck you this once perhaps he’ll shut up about it and give us all a break.’ Paul just laughed and added, ‘It ain’t gonna happen.’ We all fell silent again and go back to the tv.

Mal pulled his dick out of his trousers and started playing with his it. It’s not the biggest or thickest dick I’ve seen but it is one of the best looking and the heavy guage PA that Mal wears just adds to the overall attractiveness. John took things one step further. He stripped off his clothes and came over to where Dave and I were sitting. He knelt in front of us and took turns sucking us. I looked over to where Paul was sitting and he was watching his baby brother acting like a whore and then switching his attention to Mal’s dick, then back to John, and then back to Mal. Getting up, he moved over to where Mal was sitting and tried to suck his dick. ‘Fuck you,’ said Mal, ‘You’re not having any of this unless John gets to fuck you.’ ‘Don’t be like that mate,’ said Paul. ‘I’m not being like anything,’ Mal went on, ‘I’m well into brother/brother scenes and you’re not playing so you can fuck off if you think you’re getting any of this without doing something for me first.’ ‘For fuck’s sake,’ said Paul. ‘John get over here and fuck me.’ John duly obliged and while Paul stripped I went and got some poppers and lube. I got back to find Paul on his back with his legs up in the air and John with his tongue buried in Paul’s hole. They were the only ones naked at this stage. The rest of us had our dicks out but were still clothed as we didn’t want Paul to see our tatts. I passed the poppers round and Paul took a big hit. John looked up and we all saw Paul’s hole open and pulsing gently. John greased his dick and, putting the head next to Paul’s lips, thrust forward. His dick slid easily into Paul’s hole and John started pumping away at his brother’s cunt. Mal moved over to where Paul was getting fucked and began to whisper in his ear. I couldn’t hear what was being said but Paul looked totally blessed out by the poppers, the dick in his arse, and Mal’s words of encouragement. Dave and I sat back and enjoyed the show.

John didn’t last too long. His thrusts became more frenzied and his breathing hoarser and hoarser. Suddenly, his body arched and he unloaded his poisoned load deep into his brother’s gut. Mal said to me, ‘Get a butt plug.’ I did and once John had pulled his dick out of big brother’s hole slid the plug in.

Dave and I stripped off our clothes and went over to where John was lying on the floor, panting. We got him on all fours and while I sucked on his hole Dave shoved his dick down his throat making him gag. Paul, coming down from the fucking he’d just got, started sucking on Mal’s dick at the same time as watching Dave and I play with his baby brother. Suddenly, his eyes bugged out. I guessed he’d seen our biohazard tatts. ‘What the fuck?’ he shouted taking his mouth off Mal’s dick. ‘Get some fucking rubbers, you two,’ he said to Dave and me. ‘Bro, they’re poz,’ he added, ‘Don’t let them fuck you.’ Knowing that I’d got his attention, I slid into John’s arse and began slowly to fuck it, pulling almost all the way out and them slamming back in. Paul tried to get up but Mal put both hands on the back of Paul’s head and pushed it roughly down on to his dick. ‘Shut the fuck up,’ he said, ‘and let them do John the way he wants it.’ Paul struggled but wasn’t able to escape. His eyes were fixed on the sight of his brother being used in the mouth and the arse by 2 poz guys. Mal started to talk to him as slid his dick back and forward in Paul’s mouth. ‘Your brother loves it raw, mate, and you’ve been fucking him raw for ages without even knowing that we knocked him up. Now he’s put his dirty seed in your arse so you need to worry about that more than what’s gonna happen to him if he gets another load in the cunt from those two.’ I was getting pretty turned on by what was happening and, as much as I wanted to use Paul’s hole, I wanted to cum as quickly as possible. Pounding away at John, I shot my load in him and we collapsed on to the floor.

Suddenly, Mal was standing up and stripping of his clothes. ‘See that?’ he asked Paul pointing to his tatt, ‘I’m a poz daddy and I bred all three of them and now I’m gonna do the same to you.’ ‘No, please,’ whimpered Paul. ‘Too late, mate, replied Mal, ‘You’ve got one dirty load up there already and now your gonna get an arse full from all of us.’ Getting Paul on all fours, Mal pulled the butt plug out of Paul’s arse. Paul’s hole began to contract. Grabbing Paul by the hair and pulling his head back, Mal took control of him and positioned his PA next to Paul’s already bruised cunt lips. ‘Tell me you don’t want it, you fucking slut,’ said Mal through clenched teeth. Paul said nothing and Mal forced his dick into Paul’s chute. What followed was one of the most brutal fucks I’ve ever witnessed. Mal was like a man-possessed, fucking way at Paul like he was a worthless piece of meat. Paul knelt there and took it. On all fours, he was like a dumb animal, simply kneeling and taking the beating his master was giving him. Once Mal had unloaded in him, Dave mounted him and fucked him hard too while John and I licked the cum and cunt juice off Mal’s softening dick. We both saw traces of red in the sweet sticky mess that coated Mal’s dick and we smiled at one another, knowing that the PA had ripped up Paul’s gut. After Dave had finished, we examined his dick as we cleaned it up and itwas bright red with Paul’s blood. Mal shoved the butt plug back into Paul’s arse and told him to keep it in place until he was told he could take it out.

What had happened to Paul was the most amazing transformation I’ve ever seen. He’d gone from a self-assured cocky top to worthless cum dump in the matter of a few brutal minutes. All night, we used him. Whenever we wanted, we took the butt plug out and fucked him. By the end of it, he was thanking us for each poisoned load we gave him. We were happy to oblige. I think John used him 3 times. I managed 2 loads up him. Mal and Dave did too. Mal’s second fuck was almost as awesome as the first and left Paul’s cunt battered and bleeding even more than it was first time round. The butt plug stayed in place until we sent him home late the following day.

It’s difficult to know whether it was that session that bred him or whether it was the regular fucks he got off Mal but one way or another Paul ended up converting. And now he’s much more willing to give his arse up to blokes who need to use a hole to make themselves cum. His willingness to share his cum his greater than ever but now there’s a real sting in the tail when he shoots. I’m glad to have played my part in making it that way and I'm always up for helping out when I can.

I had got in the habit of hitting Midtown Spa in LA whenever I had the occasional free afternoon. Usually focused on the sundeck, steam-room and pool. Getting involved with anyone was a side treat... the place is hit-or-miss so no suprises.

One time, an older Hispanic Daddy kept after me while we were in the steamroom. Large build, medium height, he would come up behind me and start rubbing my shoulders, asking me to his room so that he could give me a full body rub. I wasn't into him so I would just say not now but thanks. Very few guys at the club so far. I wandered downstairs to the basement and traded bj's with another guy. I then headed up to the sundeck. Quiet, one other guy up there. I landed on a lounge and faded out for a while.

After about 30 minutes, I felt a pair of hands on my lower back. The Hispanic Daddy was back, kneeling next to me and rubbing my muscles. Nothing was said, he just poured some oil on me, focused first on my lower back and then my ass. I was getting more relaxed from his hands-on and horny from his playing with my ass and his sliding his fingers around my hole. He asked again for me to go to his room and I finally gave in and followed him. Once there he pulled my towel off and had me lie face-down on the bed. He straddled my legs and went straight for my ass. Grabbing some lube or oil, he began working his hands all over my butt then through my crack, sliding his fingers into my hole. I'm getting hotter while he's moaning and working on me. He then backs up and begins to kiss and lick my ass. He covered both cheeks with his tongue, working his way down my crack, biting and licking every inch. My cock was driving into the mattress while he focused on my now soggy hole. I was pushing up against his face while he was licking deeper into my ass. He grabbed my hips and pulled me up from the bed then slammed his face against my ass and just dug in with his tongue, sucking on my hole and chewing on my asslips. He must have spent 20 minutes licking, sucking and chewing on my hole.

After awhile, he backed away and just began to finger my hole again. I felt him apply more oil to my ass, sliding his fingers into me again and again, shoving more lube or oil into me. Next he began to slide his cock up and down through my asscrack. I was hot and getting in rhythm with his cock. He was in complete control by this time. I was willing for most anything. He would stop and gently push his cockhead against my hole then go back to riding my crack.

I was not looking to getting fucked, but he had worn me down pretty well. He very slowly began to slide in and out of my ass with just his cock head. Part of my head was in panic, I hadn't been fucked for years at this time but I was in no position to put up an argument with him either, this was very painful but great, I was jello in his hands and was open to anything by now. He probably sensed my discomfort and handed me his poppers. "Take a couple of deep breaths and relax!!" Obviously they did their job. Within a couple of minutes I was floating. He kept going with the very slow shallow fucking for a while, then pushed his cock all the way in. I was loving this. He started deep fucking me, I could hear his breathing getting deeper, he fucked me harder with one hand on my shoulder and one twisting my nipple, I was oblivious to everything but his cock. Finally he slid his cock all the way into me (about 8"X6", uncut, very dark dick) and stopped. I could feel his cock throbbing as he pumped his load into me. He held me in place for a few more minutes with his cock still planted all the way inside my ass.

He pulled out very slowly and told me not to move. He lowered himself and started to lick around my asshole again. He pulled my ass wide and drove his tongue back into my me. He licked and sucked everything he could out of me, all of his cum and any ass juices I had left. The guy was good!!! He had been at my butt for what turned out to be almost two hours. I was drained. He sat back and just kept blowing on my hole while finger-fucking my butt.

I was instantly addicted to poppers. I had never experienced anything like this. Inhibitions gone, no care at all of who was fucking me...now I was focused on getting more cock more and more often..

I really don't feel that I've sheltered myself. I've had ample sexing the past 30 years or so, but mostly forgettable, but it's been done. Getting into more risky or kinky sex has been a somewhat recent development. The opportunities came up and I went for it. I should have thought about my behavior before I went to play, but hindsight is useless about now. In no way do I think that I am immune to various bugs. I have taken chances with too many men to count over the last couple of years and so far, I’ve been lucky. I haven't contacted anything other than lice, and that was many, many years ago. My most recent tests included all major possibilities and the results were clean.

I also think that I've reached the point that I don't care who I fuck with. No, I cannot tell much just from looking at a guy and the honesty factor is always questionable so asking any questions is pointless. My motto "Be Vague". My main defense, which would not stand-up in court, is that I did not know what I was getting into in regards to some of the recent encounters I've been involved with. One big idea in all cases was that the men involved did not drag me kicking-and-screaming into something I did not want to do. I had no idea what I would do and once my defenses were dropped, I went along willingly.

Had I been missing something when it comes to sex? I can probably say YES. But I have managed to experience something completely different from anything I've done before now that I've dropped the defenses. I've given myself over to other men and raw sex and enjoyed every moment. Not a comfort zone of wishful thinking, I just hadn't been willing to give in since my time with a friend's dad 35 years ago. So, on to the next chapter.

After my encounter with the Hispanic guy (let's call him Paul) I got preoccupied with the scene I had with him. Between the attention he gave my body and the poppers he fed me, I had a major adjust-ment on the whole SEX thing. I actually got preoccupied with it and wanted to experience it again. Well, a couple of weeks later I went back to Midtowne on Kohler Street with a change of scenery in mind. I was much more open-eyed to the other people there. My previous visits usually consisted of not much more than the showers, sundeck and saunas, bypassing the rooms completely. This time I spent some time checking out the 2nd and 3rd floors where all the rooms are. I wandered down each hallway and found several long-past-their-primes displaying their wares, not always a pleasant sight but par for the course. Definitely not my interest but always there. (BLEAH!!)

Major exception: Standing in the doorway to one of the rooms on the 3rd floor was Kris. He was about 6'3", maybe 60, African-American, solid slim build, almost no body fat, not skinny, all tone, medium hairy, with a towel around his waist. He said "HI". I hit the brakes. He asked me the basics and invited me in. I shut the door behind me, he dropped his towel, pulled my towel off, and pulled me to him. He made a few comments then sat down on the bed and got busy with my cock. After a while he turned around on the bed and pointed his ass toward me. "Fuck me." He was pre-lubed with his ass in the air. Not a word from him about status, condoms, safe sex... then I didn't ask either. Another version of “don’t ask, don’t tell.” I fucked him for maybe 15 minutes, and finally blew a three-day load in his hole. Afterwards, we lay on the bed and made rude comments about all the trolls and lurkers. Nothing of personal nature was asked or volunteered. He gave me his personal card and asked me to come visit him in Silverlake the following week. I said okay.

The next Wednesday I biked up to his house, my nerves were shot as I arrived just after 12. Small place, 1 bdrm, very private backyard, great view of some hills from the front. When I got there I could see him through the front windows, again wearing only a towel. When I was on the porch he opened the front door and then dropped his towel in full view of anyone from the street. He asked me in and told me to get comfortable and as usual I was staggering around as to what to do. Fortunately he was more competent than was I, because soon enough we finally settled in the backyard, both nude. Then I made my boo boo. I had my usual headache, low grade this time and mentioned it to him. He offered to get me an Advil. I said okay. What he actually gave me, I don't know. Within a few minutes of

swallowing the pill I was very lightheaded and very relaxed. Everything was getting calm yet I was not lifeless, almost as if I'd had a massive hit of poppers that kept increasing their effect.

He had me lay face-down on a towel on the lawn, sat on my ass, then leaned in and started to kiss my neck and shoulders. I could feel him adjust his position and straddle me. I could feel his cock running up and down between my ass cheeks. I thought we were just gonna hang-out out here. He, apparently, had other ideas.

He started kissing me again, and we made out as he continued to run his precum-soaked cockhead up and down my crack. Did I mention that his cock was BIG? He slowly raised my arms over my head and pinned me down. Not that I was gonna put up a fight, I was too distracted to notice. Then he started to enter my ass bare, poking my hole with the head of his cock. He'd repeatedly back completely out then slide in a little further each time until he was grinding his groin against my butt. Whatever he had given me not only killed my headache, it also made certain parts of me VERY sensitive and made me VERY horny. My cock was aching under me. I could also feel every inch of his cock as he started to fuck me. I eased my ass up higher and higher so he could get more of his cock in me.

For a solid 30 minutes he pumped in and out of me at a fairly slow, consistent pace. He called me a slut, told me how I wanted to take his cock and wanted to be filled with his cum. What could I say? Nothing. All I could do was moan in response to him and kiss back when he pressed his lips to mine. After all, it was what I wanted but was too dense to ask for. I could feel him all the way in me now, just plunging away with that (what felt like an) enormous cock, feeling him getting even harder in me. He would occasionally pull all the way out and then drive himself back into me deeper grunting, and moaning. Feeling his veiny cock plunge into as my ass, my muscles tightened again around his thick shaft. He was moaning out loud, I swear anyone near could hear him calling me a motherfucker, constantly telling me he was gonna breed my ass.

Without any warning, he shot his load in me. I could feel his huge dick throbbing in my guts, which totally sent me over the edge. He continued to pump in and out of me, keeping my hole plugged so as little cum as possible dripped out. He filled me up, and I thought he wasn't ever going to stop cumming, as he kept spurting and shooting cum deep into me. I could feel each spurt as his cock swelled in size with each load he dumped in me.

Finally we both fell forward panting. I could feel his cock still in me twitch several of times, and I squeezed it some more. I wanted all of his man juice. Eventually he got fully hard again, and before pulling out of me - naked and full of his sperm - he deposited a second load. Already full of his first load, my ass was covered with his cum. He finally slipped out of my filled ass and he lay down beside me. We each were catching our breath. I was in a daze, from the pill, from the fucking and from knowing that I'd just taken his cock and cum raw. He let me lie there for about an hour in the sun then dragged me with him into his shower. He soaped me up, rinsed me and then covered me with lotion.

We settled in the living-room and talked for over 2 hours about everything, finally settling on sex. We covered a lot of territory. He asked about my history, and said that he had seen me previously at Midtowne but that I gave off a signal to "Leave me alone". He said that after our first contact at the spa, he wanted more private time with me,. So, here I was. Safe play came up. I told him I was neg, he said he didn't know his status. He just loved to fuck raw. But then, now so did I.

This was the first of four visits to his home for me. For the following three, he surprised me by having a couple of his friends join us. One was a tall white guy, little chubby, beautiful skin, beautiful cock. The other guy was African-American, built much like Kris, just a bit shorter, with a nice uncut dick that curved down, really easy to swallow.. Both late 50's (my guess, I didn't ask) both in very good physical shape. Each time Kris gave me his "Advil" and each time I was the receiver. I loved every minute of it. I was there all day each time and must have been bare fucked over a dozen times total, getting filled with cum each time. Always being outside and with both of them being verbal, I'm sure the neighbors knew what was happening. I would (reluctantly) leave each time (yes Kris kept asking me to stay the night... too tempting..) my ass filled with cum and doing everything possible to not leak on the way home.

I had NEVER experienced anything like this before. Between the drugs (a new experience) and freely being of service (another new experience) I was dazed for days. I still got tested, but really didn't care what the outcome was or is. The last time was very late September. Yeah, I have become somewhat of a cumbucket or cum-pig. After receiving the cum of the other guys I just don't think it really matters any more. I love to fuck but really I love to be fucked, and bare is how I wanna play. Yeah, I did get the results and yes I was still neg as of last response. Since my last visit to Kris, I haven't touched anything other than poppers. I still don't know what he gave me and I haven't tried to find out yet. Whatever it was made me too willing for anything.

Last Thursday I got away from one of my endless projects early and went to 1350 in Wilmington. Checked-in, dropped my clothes and stuff in my locker, grabbed my towel, poppers and some lube and hit the steam room. One guy in the room, lying down across the bench, playing with his dick. I walk over and watch him for a couple of minutes. He reaches out and grabs my dick, starts wanking both of our cocks. I reach over and start squeezing rubbing his baggy ballsack. He's spreading his legs and moaning, jerking us both harder. I pushed him over onto his side with his ass pointed out toward me. I open my lube and prep my cock. I start sliding the head across his ass. He's waving his ass, pulling his cheeks apart. I lined-up and pushed into him. I held him in place and slowly deep fucked him. He's groaning and pushing back as I slide in and out of him. This went on for probably 10-15 minutes. I'm soaked with sweat. A couple of guys have come in to the steam room. One is on my left and watching, rubbing his dick through his towel. The other is on my right with one hand on my ass and the other on the base of my cock as I'm fucking the bench guy. He's at my ear ("Fucking Hot!" "No Rubber?!" "You Like It Raw?") while pushing my ass and fingering me. With the bench guy is squeezing my dick with his ass and the 2nd guy finger fucking me I lose it and pump my load into the guy........FUCK!!!.. he tightens his ass and I can only stand there with my dick clenched by his ass muscles while the 2nd guy shoves his fingers into me, twisting them and asks if I want a turn.......

Break time.... I'm drained and overheated. Shower and sundeck.........

Not much happens for a while, I stay mostly on the sundeck recharging. A couple of guys come and go as it's too cool for them to loiter. One guy lands on a lounge across from me. An older Daddy, 5'10", Mediterranean, muscular build, thick arms and legs. Stays on his back and works his cock the whole time. Lubed and pointed straight up. Beautiful 7+", beercan thick, dark red head, veins everywhere. After a while he gets his stuff and heads back downstairs.

Half hour later it's getting too windy for me so I head downstairs, shower, hit the steam room again. Very few people now. I go pickup my poppers and lube then downstairs to checkout the rooms. A couple of guys wandering around, one in the open play area but looks like hell. Then I find the guy from the sundeck in his room, door wide open. He's laying back with his dick in hand again while watching a fuck scene on the TV. The other guys pass, stop for a second then wander off again. I walked in, pushed the door almost closed. He reaches out with his left hand, grabs my cock, pulls me forward then slides his hand under my sack and then between my legs and grabs my ass and presses one of his lubed fingers into me. (I have no idea how guys know that I want to get fucked) He uses his right to scoop more lube from an open jar and coats his swollen cock. With his left he uses his finger as a hook and pulls me toward his crotch. I climbed over him, his finger still in my ass, facing the TV, right over his cock. He smears lube all over my crack and hole then goes back to working his cock. I'm taking hit after hit of poppers, focused on his killer dick my head is spinning. I line up and make contact with his cockhead, then slowly slid down his cock. Fuck this felt good!!!! He grabs my waist and shoves his cock into me. I begin bouncing on him while he's driving his monster dick into my ass. Even with the poppers I feel like my ass is ripping open.

He tells me to get on my knees. I climb off of him, he gets off the bed and pulls my ass over to the edge of the bed. "Do you want the door open?" I say yeah. He opens the door wide and shoves his meat back into me. Now he's holding me in place, hard fucking my ass. I can see a couple of guys in the doorway to my right, beating off, watching him fuck me raw. He'd pull all the way out, slide his dick across my ass then slam back in, grunting and moaning, definitely getting the audience's attention. He pulls my ass to point toward the doorway, fucks me faster and then one last slam, holds his crotch against my ass and pumps his cum into me. He's grinding against me, I can feel his cock throbbing in me. I don't know how many guys have joined us, but I can fell extra hands on my back and ass. He pulls out, I can feel his cum running out of my open ass. Someone is pushing the cum back up my leg and ballsack across my ass. My head is down on the bed.

DAMN that was good.........I can feel hands on my ass and a couple of fingers in my hole. Heaven.....

I'm 47, still neg, and have been barefucking as a top for close to 10 yrs. I love to fuck and couldn't get enough of the feeling of a guys tight asslips wrapped around my cock as I'm pumping my cum into his butt. On occasion I'd flip for the right guy and we'll fuck one another until we both pass out. I hadn't been a chaser and up until a couple of years ago, always had a poz or unknown partner wrapped, just in case. That changed after a couple of very educational encounters.

One involved a friend who has been poz for close to 15 yrs. He's African-American, 44, 5'9", 170, nice solid build. He's also got one of the most beautiful hairless butts I have ever seen, along with an amazing 9X6 cock that leaks an endless supply of precum. We started as massage partners about two years ago. A good massage exchange on the weekends to deal with the stress from work and just enjoy each others company. We slowly started to include sex when we got together, especially as we are always nude during the massages.

During one of our sessions, I was faced down on a futon and he was sitting on my upper thighs while leaning over and working on my upper back. He would usually be sitting on my butt during this, and now I could feel his cock bouncing and riding along my ass crack each time he leaned into my upper back. I was already very relaxed from the body work he had done and was now caught-up with the sensation of his cock riding on my butt. He worked his oiled hands down my back to my ass. He added more oil while he worked on my butt cheeks, constantly sliding his fingers into my crack and teasing my hole. I noticed that he never scooted back from his position on my upper legs so his cock was also getting involved with the oil, sliding through my crack and across my ass. By now I'm in complete surrender to him. He's working my ass and I can feel him poking and stretching my hole with both his fingers and the head of his cock. (Let me tell you now that he's fucked me before but always with a condom.) I relaxed my ass as much as possible (he is a big guy!) and felt him push just his cockhead back and forth through my hole a few times. (I had just gotten into poppers and found that I become very relaxed and desperately horny to get fucked when I use them.) I caught-up with his momentum, pushed up against him on his in stroke and felt about 3 or 4 inches enter me. He got the hint and slid his dick all of the way in.

He started slowly fucking me and I reached back to feel and squeeze his cock and ball sack as he fucked my ass. Yeah. no condom... That thought passed away after two seconds and from then on all that mattered was my flexing my ass muscles to milk that cock. I reached back and pulled him as deep as possible into me. He started growling as he fucked me, I pulled my knees in and kept one hand on his ass and the other massaging his nuts and throbbing cock as it passed in and out of my ass. I could feel his cock starting to thicken as he pounded me faster and harder. I squeezed my ass as tight as possible and felt him start to pull out. I grabbed his ass again, pulled him against me and felt his cock pump his cum into my ass. I was overwhelmed with the whole effect of the poppers and getting fucked raw. No doubts, just unbelievable sex.

Since then, we've both been going raw and I'm taking his load much more often then he's been taking mine. I've gone from being a vers/top to almost completely raw bottom. I don't deal with condoms any longer and don't miss them.

We kissed, gently at first but then the animal in him took over and he pushed his tongue deep and forcefully into my throat, causing me to gasp for breath. I reached down and fumbled with the button fly and belt of his jeans desperate to see what was hidden inside. I guess I’m what you would call a size queen and as the package finally revealed it’s hidden treasure I gasped again as I felt that monster cock in my hands, it was at least 9 inches and very thick, just what I needed to hit the spot.

His name wasn’t important; I don’t think we’d even exchanged those silly details when we’d met in the bar just 30 minutes earlier, but the attraction was instant and intense between us and neither of us had been able to take or eyes of the other. He was taller than me at around 6”2, dark, with cropped hair and very muscular, he came across as confident without being arrogant and it really was a case of our eyes meeting across a crowded room. He smiled and raised his beer in salute to me and I smiled back, blushing a little at the attention from the smiling hottie. My light complexion meant that even the slightest blush shone on me and I brushed my blond hair away from my face in a gesture that I suddenly felt was too overtly camp. I’m no screamer by any means but with my shoulder length blonde hair and slight but toned build I felt out of place in most gay bars, surrounded by muscle marys. I was startled from my daydream by looking back up and finding the hunk standing there next to me. He smiled that killer smile again and said, “Got a place?” I nodded and we headed together for the bar exit.

So here we were, in my apartment, I was lucky enough to live just minutes from the bar and I was now pushed against the hallway wall moaning gently as he nibbled his way gently down my neck, and playing with my left nipple through the fabric of my tight fitting t-shirt. I put up no resistance as he pulled my shirt up over my head, exposing my chest and allowing him to work his way down further and nibble my erect nipple. He shucked off the jeans and underwear from round his ankles and still suckling my hard nipple he began to unbuckle my belt and push down my trousers and underwear, allowing my own throbbing cock to burst free. He ran his hands up and down its length causing me to shudder slightly. He stopped what he was doing and stepped back from me, smiling and looking me up and down all the while, I blushed now, standing naked in my own hallway with this handsome stranger, finally now he broke the silence “Shall we move somewhere more comfortable” he said.

I didn’t need any other encouragement and took him by his hand and led him through to my bedroom down the darkened hallway. Once through the door he discarded his shirt revealing a big muscular chest with a light dusting of hair and then animal in him took over again, he pushed me hard, face down into the bed and parted my ass cheeks. This guy knew what he wanted and was taking no prisoners, I heard him spit onto his hand and felt him start to rub one finger along the hairy crack of my ass ……… I shuddered again, I was so hot by now that I wanted to scream at him to fuck me and fuck me hard. I felt my asshole pop as he slid his finger into me and began to work his saliva into me, I felt the finger pull out and heard him spit again, this time he began to work two fingers into me, “oh yeh baby, this is one hot ass, I can feel it sucking on my fingers, it’s just dying to feed on my big cock”.

A third finger went in and I wanted nothing more than that cock in me. I reached over to my nightstand and passed a condom back to him and picked up the little brown bottle of poppers that i kept there (hey i'm no angel - i love a poppered up fuck).

I started to sniff heavily on the poppers and within seconds my head was buzzing and I began to feel him slide into me, he was gentle at first and despite the poppers it hurt, as my ass resisted such a large intrusion. He’d stop momentarily and then I’d feel him start to slide more into me, until finally he was resting fully against my firm ass with that beautiful cock throbbing gently inside me. He stayed that way for a few minutes as if savouring the feeling of my tight warm ass wrapped around his meaty cock and then slowly pulled out partially and then pushed back into me and I moaned loudly as he grazed my prostate and really hit the spot. It wasn’t the easiest of fucks and I wished a little that he’d used more lube than just his spit, but nevertheless I was really starting to get into the rhythm arching my back and raising my ass to push back to meet him as he started to fuck me harder and slam his cock into my ass.

Then something fluttered past my shoulder and onto the bed, it was the unopened condom packet! The buzz from the poppers was gone then and I almost shouted, “Are you fucking me raw?” and tried to buck him off. “It’s the ONLY way to fuck pretty boy” he growled and pushed his full weight down on me pressing me to the bed and stepping up the pace of his fucking. Despite my best intentions I was now really get off on the fact that I was effectively being raped. He paused his fucking and reached over my shoulder and grabbed the bottle of poppers, first taking a hit himself and then forcing the bottle under my nose, “sniff” he barked at me.

Totally compliant now I took hold of the bottle myself and inhaled deeply into both nostrils, again after a few moments that buzz kicked in and my head began to spin and I now ached to be fucked by that big raw cock in my ass. I moaned gently and he laughed, “yeah, I’m gonna make a barebacking bitch out of you yet”. I didn’t say a word, I didn’t want to admit that I liked this out loud – I wasn’t ready to confess my new found desires either to myself or to him but I guess he’d taken my moaning as the signal to start again and he started again to fuck my ass HARD.

As the poppers really took effect I couldn’t imagine anything more important than getting every inch of that cock in me. His fucking was relentless now and he really slamming into my ass, pounding me so hard that I felt I was in danger of being forced through the mattress. He was still pounding away but leant forward now and started growling in my ear, “oh yeh pretty boy I am going to fill this tight little ass with cum”, “take it, you bitch”, “yeh c’mon, open that ass for my big cock” .... this dirty talk was making me so damn hard that there was now nothing more important that that cock inside me.

His pace and his breathing both quickened now and I knew it wouldn’t be long until he came; I was high on poppers and lost in the intense feeling of the fucking I was receiving but still I was filled with a mixture of dread and excitement at the thought of someone cumming inside me for the first time. He was panting heavily now and pounding my ass hard, with a final hard slam into me I could feel his cock pulsing as he blew what felt like a big load of cum deep into my guts and he yelled as he came, almost screaming into my ear, “take it bitch, take my hot toxic cum!”. With a final few stabs into my ass he fell on top of me, breathing heavily, Something amazing happened while he was fucking me, without even touching myself I had cum. My own orgasm had been intense, I’d never cum without jerking myself off before and yet here I was, laid stomach down with a pool of my own neg sperm soaking into my mattress, still with this hunky guy on top of me with my guts full of poz cum and his softening cock still inside me.

With a plop, his cock pulled out of my ass and he flopped over onto his back, I rolled over onto my side, revealing the cum underneath and he laughed, “I guess you enjoyed that after all”.

I smiled sheepishly and nodded, feeling alive at being released from the tyranny of condoms, I HAD enjoyed it and something inside had changed and I knew I’d definitely bareback again and soon.

“I have to ask you something” I said, unable to look him in the eye now. He placed a finger softly on my lips, the gesture intended to shush me, “yeh, I am poz”, he said. I sighed deeply, “I guess I expected to get it at some point but I never expected to do it so willingly” He smiled again, leant forward and kissed me gently, “you ready to go again and make sure you do convert?” I looked down and noticed he was hard again, and stroking his big tool. I only smiled and rolled over, raising my ass in the air again ……. And you know what, I was ready!

I'm a party boy and love circuit parties. The first time I went to one I ended up getting my hole fucked full of poz cum.

I was on a stage over the dance floor at the circuit party. I was rolling hard on Ecstacy, dancing and sweating with my shirt off and my jeans hanging low. I noticed a group of three hot dudes looking up at me smiling. Soon they were up on the stage dancing next to me, touching my sweaty abs and making hot comments about me. I thought this was hot and I was getting real horny. One of the dudes asked if I wanted to go party with them back at their hotel room. Of course I said yes and followed them out. When we got to their room, I sat on the edge of the bed sweating and feeling great cause I was still rolling on the Ecstasy. First they gave me a bottle of water and I could taste the GHB in it, but drank it anyway. This made me horny as fuck.

Then one of them said he wanted to give me a booty bump of tina. I love tina, so I said sure, but never had it like that before. He took out a syringe without any needle, put some tina and water in it and said lets do it. They pulled off my jeans so I was all naked, lubed up my butthole and stuck the syringe deep in my ass, then shot the tina inside me. I could feel it burn into the walls of my ass. It felt great! Now, between the roll I was on, the G I drank and the tina burning in my ass, I was so horny I couldn't stand it anymore. I asked them why I was the only guy naked, I need to get fucked!

They had begun to smoke some tina. They smiled at me and began feeling me up all over! One said they knew I would want them to. They guy sitting next to me on the bed took a deep draw on the tina pipe, then held his open mouth against mine and exhaled his tina smoke deep into my lungs. He continued to hold my head and began deep kissing my mouth. As he was kissing me, I felt someone spreading my legs wide and a hot tongue probing into my ass. When my hole was hot and wet I felt fingers probing and opening up my hole wide.

I wasn't long before the fingers were replaced by a cockhead being driven into my ass. I was so high and horny, I took in the guys whole cock on his first thrust. I could tell it was a bare cock and no condoms were going be used, but at that point I didn't care. I just needed my horned up hole fucked hard.

That is just what he did. He had my legs spread wide, his cock fully inside my hole and was pinning my arms against the bed.

His bud finally stopped tongue fucking my mouth and I looked down across my abs to see the hot now naked dude begin to fuck my very willing cunt. Now that he was naked I could see the biohazard tattoo on his groin just to the right of his trimmed pubs. I didn't care. As he got into fucking my cunt, his buds got naked and both also had the same bio tats next to their cocks too. I was to fucked up to care about anything except taking their seed in me.

Just the thought of them breeding me full of their seed had my cock totally hard. It was at full attention as the dude was pounding his in my cunt. One of his buds began sucking and stroking my pole as he increased his pace. The other dude held my head and thrust his hard tool into my mouth.

The one fucking me said to his buds "I told you this bitch would be a good fuck!" With that my dick began shooting six spurts of my cum across my abs as one of the dudes jerked it. The dude lapped up my cum from my chest, abs and off of my belly button. That made me even hornier.

The dude in my ass pounded my hole real hard and thrust himself as deep as he could as he shot his poz seed inside my cunt. I could feel his hot load in me as he unloaded. It felt awsome knowing it was poz. This continued, each taking their turns fucking me raw, sucking my cock and fucking my face.

That happened the first time I went to a circuit party and I have craved raw cock ever since.

It was my first time going to this party.  While it wasn't advertised as a bareback party, I assumed some of the guys would fuck raw.

Arriving at the front door, my stomach lurched with anticipation as I rang the door bell, honestly not sure if I really wanted to go through with this, however at that second the door opened and a hot boy of 6' maybe 160 pounds was standing in the doorway, his hard cock stuffed into a pair of tight undies.

"Hi, there," he said as he gave me a quick kiss.  I responded by groping him.

I get undressed in the main room, I feel all these eyes on my 28 year old, 5' 9" 160 pound body.  My cock immediately sprang to attention.  Grabbing my poppers, I stepped into the main room, my 6 1/2 inch CEO leading the way.

It was somewhat dark, still I could hear moans and grunts, as well as the sounds of cocks being sucked down a throat or two, but it I didn't get the impression anyone was fucking.  A bit disappointed I stood in the midst of the attendees, as I stroked myself, watching the show.  Directly in front of me was a big daddy who was facing a kneeling boy who was busy sucking daddy's cock.  Daddy looked over, took my cock into his paw, and stroked me.  Moving a bit closer to Daddy, I was not unhappy when Daddy pulled his boy off his cock and shoves his mouth down on me.  The cocksucker's mouth was hot, wet and warm and man, he was an expert at deep-throating!

Taking a hit of poppers, I felt Daddy come up behind me as he slid his big rigid cock against my crack.  At this point the cocksucker's efforts felt real good, especially since a cock was probing my crack.  Taking another big hit off my poppers, I felt Daddy's cock head rubbing my hole, trying to punch through.  Daddy spat on his cock and tried again as the cocksucker reached between my legs and guided Daddy's big cock to my hole.  Daddy's cockhead felt extra slick, which made me wonder of the cocksucker had added some of his spit (or precum) to make Daddy's entrance less difficult.  Again I hit my poppers, and as I did so, Daddy's cock slid into my hole.  Fuck, it felt so good.

Reaching back, I gave his cock a feel, confirming Daddy was fucking me bare.  I could knew he was deep into my body.  Part of me wanted to panic and I likely made some move to slid off of Daddy, but the cocksucker wedged me into position so I couldn't extract myself.  Daddy meanwhile whispered "Man, your ass feels amazing.  My cock loves you," as he also encouraged me to take a few more hits of poppers.

At this point I was super hard from the guy sucking me and getting really wet and loose from the cock sliding up my ass.  While I was somewhat conflicted, but pleasure won out as the Daddy fucking me was really hitting my prostate and I almost came down the throat of the guy blowing me.  Nevertheless I managed to hold off until I heard Daddy moan.  Quite involuntarily my hole tightened which caused Daddy to again moan as he pulled my body in tight as his cock throbbed in my ass.  I (and my ass) felt warm and fulfilled.  This was something I had never done, I had never had a raw cock up my hole, nor had I ever actually been loaded.  Immediately I recognized what I had been missing all these years.

No sooner had Daddy withdrawn when the guy who had been sucking my cock took Daddy's place, sliding in without missing a beat.  I remember thinking 'For a cocksucker this guy sure knows how to top', and after scarcely six strokes I felt his load join the Daddy's load.  Yeah, the cocksucker had shot a huge load up my ass, so much that when he withdrew his cock was covered in slime and cum and ass juices were oozing down my thigh.  

Shaken a bit, and definitely high from the poppers, I slowly walked out of the room looking to grab a quick smoke, even as I noticed the atmosphere of the party was picking up.  Noticing there wasn't a condom in sight, I commented as much to the houseboy.

Laughing, he explained "The regular party was earlier this evening.  It turned into a raw party around 11:00."

It occurred to me his explanation made some sense, as earlier in the evening no one had been fucking, whereas, as best I could figure, I had been fucked by Daddy precisely at 11:00.  As I thought about the houseboy's explanation when I felt fingers exploring my hole.  It was the houseboy, sporting a big grin as he felt the loads up my ass.  His eight incher was brushing against my thigh as he whispered "Your ass is wet and hot.  Let me add my load."  At this point I figured I was in for a penny, so I might as well go in for a pound, so I gestured towards the party room and moved in that direction.  The houseboy's finger slid out of my hole but he made a show of licking it.  My cock got even harder.

As I walked in the room the mood had changed and guys were fucking and sucking like no tomorrow.  Hearing a groan, I turned my head to see a guy's ass tremble as he unloaded in a hot Latin guy.  I also heard the top whisper "Enjoy that dirty load," as he withdrew, stepping aside as another man took his place.  All I could think was "I'm glad that isn't me."

My senses were brought back to reality when I felt the houseboy come up behind me as he slid the head of his cock into my hole.  Sliding back, I relished the sensation of his large balls on my ass.  At that point he proceeded to ram me.  His balls slapped my ass and I couldn't hold back and rammed back on his cock and tighten my hole.  I guess I liked the loads squirting around and knowing I was getting this guy off.  I feel his cock get harder and he groaned as he filled me up with his load.  As he pulled out he said "I forgot to mention.  This is also a pozzing party."  With that he slapped my ass and walked out.

With this realization I freaked but was harder than ever.  I look over and that Latin guy was getting creamed again.  Once the guy finished I walked over, scooped some of the cum from my ass, lubed my cock and rammed it in the guy.  His hole was sloppy and wet.  I just went for it and kept fucking.  It didn't take me long and I just let loose with a huge load.  I pulled out and saw my cock was covered in cum.

After cleaning up my cock I went to my hole.  Worried, I saw it was leaking pink cum.  While freaked, I quickly accepted the reality of what I wanted, indeed what I was meant for.  

Three months later I tested poz.  Since then I have been going to this party every weekend.

It was last busy in 1995.

Dont bother going to either ESC or WSC

This has been my experience also, although I admit I'm never there after 10:00 P.M. Occasionally I've had memorable experiences at the ESC, but it's nothing like the Steamworks in Chicago. I seem to recall reading a clever comment the other day made by some frustrated New Yorker that the best bath house in NYC is the CBC in Philadelphia.

It was the last day at my condo in Pembroke Pines, Florida, for my spring vacation this past April. I had an afternoon flight the next day and needed some fucking sex before I went home to my coop and job in New York City. That evening I prepared myself and headed out to Slammers on Sunrise Blvd just north of downtown Lauderdale. Wore a pair of trashed jeans, t shirt, no undershorts, lubed some Vaseline deep up my asshole and put a small rip down the crotch of the jeans so men would know I was a bottom anal pig.

The night went really slowly. Lots of one-on-one action, but no real group action. It was a weekday and most of the action at Slammers is on the weekends. It was approaching 1 A.M. and I just about had it and made one more pit stop and was about ready to get my ass to leave when I heard a commotion in the side room next to the exit before the bar area.

I walked in and three hot muscle studs were jacking and sucking each other. I was just planning a walk through from one side to the next when one of the men started to finger my hole through the rip in my jeans. He shoved his finger deep inside me and hit my prostate and I just stood there and moaned outloud "oh, fuck yeah." He then started to rough finger my asshole, unbutton my jeans and stroke my prick up and down at the same time. The second dude then pulled out some poppers and shoved them deep up my nostrils and just held the bottle under my nose. It must have been a new bottle as I started flying and just bent over the table next to the wall in the room as the third dude gently pushed me face down and with his feet spread my legs apart.

One of the men then ripped open my jeans and quickly pushed his lubed prick deep inside my crack. He just started gently rubbing it up and down, up and down, until I began moaning for more. The poppers went up my nostrils again and his prick started pushing into my asshole. One of the guys took out a bottle of liquid lube and must have poured it right over my crack as I felt it leaking into my ass and down my legs. The poppers, the lubed dick sliding up me and the force of the men pushing me down relaxed my asshole until his prick was up me raw balls deep.

First thing I said was, "wait, I'm NEG and not really into taking raw dick tonight, pull it out and don't put any sperm inside me. I kept repeating to him, "just don't cum in me, just don't cum in me." Then he took out the poppers and shoved it deep inside my nose holes holding it in place and asked me again, "don't what, dude?" I repeated, "don't cum in me man, I'm NEG, just don't cum in me," Again he said: "don't what?" don't what? don't what?" I said, "cum in me, cum in me, cum in me."

One of the men bent over and looked me deep in the eyes and said: "when you walked in here with those split open jeans and let me put my cum lubed finger deep into your prostate and started moaning for more, you knew our baby juices were going inside you, it was just a matter of how willingly you were going to take them." Just then I felt the prick in my ass expanding and pulsing right before the warm rush of fluid filled my fuckhole. My first tensed up reaction was, oh shit!, I'm fucked, but I realized it's done. He then starts long dicking me deep inside and then outside, pushing the sperm out of my ass and into my crack. I felt warm and wet and I knew my ass was really creamy.

As he was long dicking me, the same man that spoke to me before bent down again and whispered really softly in my ear, "calm down dude, you just got got." He put his tongue to my mouth and my tongue met his and we wet kissed and shared some warm spit. At the time I was not really sure what he was telling me, but I realized my ass was creamed and I just relaxed my hole, laid face down and rested my head on the corner of the table, spread my legs apart fully and willingly let each of them flood my hole with their sperm. In fact, at one point I reached into my front pocket and took out my own bottle of poppers and started sniffing hard each time they ripped open another part of my asswalls. Each of them pushed deep up my manhole and I pushed out to meet every fucking thrust, just laying there and repeating: "cum in me, cum in me, cum in."

After they fully fucked the shit out of my butt they left me there face down on the table alone. I felt the warm creamy semen dripping slowly out of my asshole. The back of my jeans were split open and cum was seeping into what was left of the crotch of my pants and running down my legs. I quickly walked out of the club feeling like a slut and into the parking lot to my rented car.

Standing in front of my car attempting to unlock the door, the man that bent over to chat with me came out of a nearby parked car and approached me. He told me I had a very fuckable asshole and that he hoped to see me there again soon. I asked him point blank: "what's your HIV status man?" His response was the same as he told me at the fuck bench: "calm down dude, you just got got." He then put his tongue to my lips and we once again deep kissed and shared some more warm spit. He also wrapped his arms around me and felt deep into my crack and roughly finger fucked the semen back into my creamy hole.

Driving home on I-95 to my condo, I felt a stream of warm sperm start leaking out of my manhole. I was so turned on, I unbuttoned my jeans and jacked one out right on the I95 south and 595 west interchange. When I got to my condo, I took a hot shower and once again felt the sperm leak out of me and jacked another one off. I never really was given a straight answer about their HIV status, but I have a feeling my ass was tagged. It was spontaneous, not really giving me a chance to think through what I walked into, but worth it, and now I can't say my last night in Lauderdale was dull.

Back in New York four weeks later, I got the nastiest virus. Coughing, sneezing, runny nose, night sweats, headaches, sore throat, the works hit me. I am NOT going to suggest here in any way it was the fuck flu, because this time of year in New York my allergies act out all the time. I went to see my doctor and was put on antibiotics for ten days, decongestants and a shit load of other meds. I'm fully recovered now, but I can't help thinking what he really meant when he said, "calm down dude, you just got got."

My next vacation is this July, and I'm looking forward to going back to my condo and to Slammers and to that warm wet kiss that "got me got."