haireebear

I think Kevin Slater is one of the hottest top fuckers out there. I've lost over 145 lbs in the past 9 months. Looking pretty damn good all things considering (not much crazy loose skin), and one of my rewards to myself is hiring Kevin to fuck me for a few hours and breed my ass. All this on a nice trip to NYC.... I look forward to that day...hopefully soon!

Twice with a totally hot hard big dicked daddy. fucked me both times for 4 hours or more. never came inside of me. I count that as a personal failure, and totally bummed he didn't cum inside me. What IS it about getting loaded that turns me on so much??????? damn.

my favorite internal cumshots: 1000 Load Fuck (TIM) - in scene with BJ Slater & Jerry Stearns, when they're double-fucking him, BJ Slater can't hold it, so he cums while they're both fucking him. Barebacking USA 2 (Hot Desert Knights) - the guy wearing the eyepatch in the trailerpark fuck keeps fucking all the way through his cum. He's a dirty talker, it's pretty hot. Breeding Ian Jay (TIM) - Dan Fisk fucks Ian Jay, and when he cums, Ian is riding him and the camera shows Dan's dick pulsing inside Ian. it's a great shot! Fearless (TIM) - Jacob Scott fucks Sean Storm, and he cums through the fuck. Love Jacob's face and strain when he cums inside. Fuck Holes 2 (TIM) - there's a scene called Hotel Cumdump that has a few scenes where anonymous tops come to fuck a bottom they've set up in a hotel and posted under craigslist. a couple hot internal cumshots there. Knocked UP (TIM) - this is one of my favorite scenes. The second scene is where multiple tops breed a bottom in a sling. one of the tops never shows his face. totally muscular, big dick. When he cums, there's a guy behind him tweaking his nipples and feeling his beautiful pecs as he unloads. It's stellar. Meat Packing (TIM) - There's an impromptu fuck (austin shadow, Pat Jackson & bottom Jerek) in the pool where they're fucking inbetween shoots. they double fuck the bottom and both cum inside of him. best scene on that DVD. Meat Rack (TIM) - I'm not a big fan of Dawson, but there's another impromptu scene where he's getting fucked ina bedroom and the camera guys run in there. The top cums inside of him and it's brilliant. Plantin Seed (TIM) - this is my all time FAVORITE internal cumshot scene. It's where Jacob Scott fucks Billy Wild. The scene where he cums inside billy is from across the bed, and you see Jacob's beautiful meaty ass thrusting into Billy wildly as he cums. fucking awesome. always gets me off. What I Can't See 2 (TIM) - also one of my favorites. There's a guy named Vince that fucks the blindfolded bottom Danny. Great cumshot into the bottom. Wild Breed (TIM) - there's a scene where it's filmed in the dark in the woods. There's a hooded guy bottom that takes a guy in a leather jacket's load. totally hot.

This is the version I have always jacked off to... When I was 18 I went to a Halloween party with a bunch of other gay freshmen. The Halloween party was hosted by an older man who got off on all us college kids. There were other older guys all aroud too. I went as a lifeguard in red trunks and flipflops. I was real tan then and I've always had washboard abs and real nice body. I could feel the eyes of everyone burning into me when we walked through the door. I looked at the other hot guys around the party. There was a Roman gladiator. There was a priest. But the best was this older muscle guy who was some kind of demon or devil. He had huge pecs and was painted completely red. He had a shaved head and long horns. All he was wearing was a leather thong and heavy leather boots. I noticed him following me with his eyes. They were bright blue. My dick stirred, but then a drink was in my hand and my friends distracted me. I danced with my friends for a long time. We drank a lot and started getting horny. The whole room was getting horny. My friends and me did some tequila shots. We started feeling it. Then some of them started making out. That got the room started. People started disappearing. I went to piss and in the hallway found the first fucking going on. A kid from my econ class was dressed like a lifeguard like me and some hot dark haired guy from a different school was fucking him. He was dressed up as a mechanic with his overalls open down the front to expose his dick. I stopped and looked. The guy wasn't wearing a condom. I was shocked but started to get hard. I went on to the bathroom door. Someone was in the bathroom so I got stuck waiting. The kid from econ was moaning real loud. The guy behind him was fucking him so hard you could hear his hips slapping against my buddy's ass. My buddy reached out and jerked me off through my shorts and we looked at each other. Completely amazed at what was going on. The mechanic guy fucking my buddy started grunting and said "I'm fucking cumming!" My buddy tried to pull off but the mechanic dude held his shoulders in place and unloaded inside him. My buddy looked panicked. And the guy pulled out, smiled and walked out to piss out the side door. I was about to follow when the bathroom door opened. "Can I push it out?" my buddy asked. I told him sure. I was jealous and glad I wan't him at the same time. We went in together to discover another kid from our school getting barebacked in the shower. I knew what bareback was but hadn't done it before. I was too hard to piss so I left my buddy to push out the cum and deal with everything by himself. Walking through the house I saw it had evolved into a full on orgy. The 'priest' was getting fucked by a 'doctor' in the kitchen by the vodka. A fairy with a real great ass was barebacking the shit out of a construction worker on the floor by the 'fridge. In the dining room, Peter Pan from my college was on his back on the table with the Roman gladiator's huge bare dick up in him. I watched as a quiet guy from my school who was dressed up like a ghost was coaxed to his knees by a slightly older dude dressed like a cop. I was starting to feel kind of left out and went back to the living room. Peopel were still dancing there, even though it was definitely more sexual than before. The hot red demon dude was still there, and he followed me with his eyes. I could tell he was claiming me. He walked confidently to me and we exchanged greetings. The red skin looked so real. I asked if I could touch it. "Sure" he said. His chest was hard. His abs were firm. His arms were big and muscular. Next I knew he was kissing me. His lips were powerful. His tongue took control. His strong hand enclosed mine and pulled me behind him away from the living room. There was no point in resisting. And I didn't want to. In the dining room, the Roman gladiator came vocally in Peter Pan's ass and my shy ghost buddy was taking the bare dick of the cop like a champ. The scene in the kitchen revealed a new set of men fucking each other. The bathroom door was half open and my buddy from econ class was bent over taking more bare cock. I heard him ask for a load from the 'sailor' who was barebacking him. The sailor grunted and seemed to be unloading as my demon-hunk shoved me against a wall and started making out with me again. Soon my dick was in his mouth and I glanced over to see my buddy getting yet another bare dick up his hole. While the beautiful demon man ate my dick, I saw him release his dick from the leather thong he was wearing. He unbuttoned it and fell to the ground. His dick was probably eight inches, uncut and was also painted red. He had gone all out. I leaned agaist the wall and moaned it felt so good. Then before long I felt his manly fingers probing my ass. I knew where this was going. I was going to be his boy. He was going to fuck me. I opened my ass to his fingers. He turned me around and pulled my red shorts the rest of the way off. I was completely naked. He ate out my hole while another kid from our school unloaded in my buddy's ass. I didn't feel bad for him anymore. I wanted to be him. I wanted to feel that red cock in my ass. Suddenly the demon man behnd me picked me up in his arms. He laid me on the center island in the kitchen. I looked into his blue eyes. He positioned my feet on his shoulders. I thought of asking for a condom, but I already knew there were no condoms here. And I didn't want him to put one on me. I wanted his seed. He spit on the palm of his hand and lubed up his cock. I felt the head pressing in. It hurt. I relaxed and coaxed him in. He kept pushing until he bottomed out. "Fuck yeah" he said. "You like my demon cock, kid?" "Fuck yeah" I said. "Give it to me." "Oh I will" he said with a deep laugh. He started fucking me. His dick felt hot. His muscle flesh strained to get it all in me. My buddy took a break from the orgy to come watch me get barebacked for the first time. "Fuck that's hot" I heard him say as the eight inches ramrodded in and out of me. I just threw my head back and let the demon stud take over. His raw dick plowed me and his hands held me down, pulling at my flesh. He was owning me. "You're mine" he hissed. "Fuck yeah" I said. "Take me." He picked up the pace and started grunting. I thought that meant he was going to cum and I started squirming. I wasn't really ready. "Cum in his ass!" someone said. It was my buddy. I looked at him. He was jerking off and the mechanic from earlier was behind him about to enter him again. "Fuck yeah" the muscular red demon man said. "Here it cums." I paniced but was really turned on and started panting "yes" over and over. The beautiful muscular demon man growled and then let out an animal roar as he bucked into me. I could feel his cock growing and pulsing as he shot inside me. He shot for a long time like he hadn't cum in a long time. "Fuck yeah" he said. "Take my demon seed faggot! You like that? Ung!" He slowly pulled out and I saw the red make up had all come off his dick and it was coated in cum. I hadn't cum yet and stood erect leaking precum. "Hot" said the man dressed like a demon. "No turning back now, cumslut. Go get some more." And he left. Egged on by my buddy I took the mechanic's third load of the night right there on the kitchen floor, and then my buddy unloaded in me. Finally, I found the shy kid in the dining room again. The demonic stud was finishing up inside him. "No, don't cum in-" he didn't get it out when that animal roar happened again. I quickly took my place there and didn't last three strokes before I dumped a white hot load deep in his paniced guts. When it was starting to wind down and my friends were pairing off or calling taxis, the demon stud found me again. "You're mine tonight" he said. I looked into those piercng blue eyes. "Youre getting more" he said. I willingly held out my hand and felt his strong hand wrap around mine again. That was how it started.

when I was a "young gay", there was a gay mag whose coverstory was BAREBACKING. The cover picture was a really hot guy naked tastefully posed on top of a horse. It was tantalizing, and I think the author of that mag was a secret barebacker! lol. I remember getting so turned on by the interviews people gave, and the story itself. That magazine led me to barebackcity!!!!! and thus to my poz status. my only regret is that I didn't fuck bare more often....

Disclaimer: I did not write this. I found it on Nifty. Hope you enjoy.... ---------------- "Well, Marc, what seems to be the problem?" the doctor asked as he shut the door behind himself. I had been sitting on the exam table nervously waiting for him for the past 15 minutes. In that time I'd gotten out of my clothes, except for my briefs, and put on the requisite hospital gown. I'd been fidgeting and nervous, almost dreading when the doctor showed up. I had a problem and I needed to do something about it. I knew that. But now that the moment was here I tensed up, awkward and nervous. The doctor cocked his head to one side and crossed his arms over his chest, a studied look of concern on his face. He must have perfected this look in dealing with patients like me, forced to come to the hospital unwillingly and reveal embarrassing details about why they were there. I took a deep breath. Might as well get it over with. "Well, doc, I'm heading into my senior year in the fall and I'll be playing varsity hockey." He smiled, "Great, Marc. Glad to hear it. I knew you were a great player. You're a natural athlete. You'll excel at any sport you choose." I could feel a blush starting to come over my face from his compliment. I'd guess he was in his early 30s. He had thick brown hair parted on the left and combed neatly away from his face. His face was tanned and his eyes were a dark brown. He too was a natural athlete from what I could tell by the way he held himself, probably soccer. He was lean, but strong, judging from his frame and the way his clothes fit him. The doc was a cool guy, maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all. Don't get me wrong. It wasn't like I was checking out the doc or anything. I'm not gay. But being an athlete and playing several sports, hockey being my specialty, I'd gotten used to assessing guys' prowess in relation to my own. Being a mesomorph, I knew I could easily beat the doc in any athletic event I'd challenge him to. That made me a little more confident. I sat up straighter and said, "Well, doc, I got a problem. I'm muscular and all, and if I play it right next year I could end up with a hockey scholarship. But the problem is, um, well it's kind of embarrassing." "Go on, Marc," he said, looking directly at me. "Anything you say here is confidential between us. You have nothing to be embarrassed or ashamed about." "OK, well, the problem is I have no body hair." "What?" My face was totally red. I looked at the floor, too embarrassed to look at him as I rushed out the next part. "I went through puberty and all, obviously from my muscles and my voice changing. But I never got pubic hair, there's no hair on my legs or arms and in my pits. I know it seems like a small thing, or something stupid. But you don't know what it's like to take a shower with a bunch of high school guys and be completely hairless." I stopped there. There, I'd said it. It was out and I could feel my pulse slow down somewhat now that I'd said it. "Is that all, Marc?" he asked. "Is that all?" I'm thinking. "Yeah, the guys have teased me mercilessly all these years and he says is that all?" Of course I didn't say that. I simply replied "Yeah." "Well, Marc, there are several different conditions that would cause hair to fall out. And there are some rare conditions that would prevent hair from growing. You're a very healthy young man and developing very nicely." I felt my face blush again. "Do you have a girlfriend?" "Huh?" "Do you have a girlfriend?" "Um, yeah. What's that got to do?" "Have you two had sex?" "No. We've never gone all the way." "What have you done?" I started to feel less embarrassed. The doc was acting so matter of fact, like this was a routine problem he dealt with all the time, I figured I might as well just answer his questions and get it over with. Besides, it was refreshing to just answer honestly instead of making up some bullshit bragging to tell the other guys on the hockey team who were making up their own stories. "She's blown me and given me a hand job a few times." That was a joke - I made her do that just about every time we went out, not just a few. "I've kept my pants or underwear on, so she hasn't figured out I don't have any hair down there." "Hmm," he said, looking at me intently. Then he turned around and picked up my chart and thumbed through it. "Looking at your chart, Marc, and hearing what you just told me, I'd rule out anything major being wrong with you. You're healthy, you're sexually active, and your growth has been normal for your age. It could be just one of those things you learn to live with -- a harmless abnormality." My jaw dropped. I couldn't believe what I'd just heard. I'd humiliated myself by making this appointment and this was what he was going to tell me. "Doc, man, you gotta help me. I can't play senior league, be in the showers and locker room and not have any hair down there. You don't know what it's like. Plus I might have a girlfriend now, but I'm tired of feeling like a freak. Isn't there anything you can do?" "Marc, I understand at your age, this kind of thing seems pretty traumatic, but believe me, you could be coming here with a lot worse condition than this." "Look Doc, I know you got a lot of patients and it's not like this is the end of the world or anything, but I don't know what else I can do. I'm almost ready to not play next year not to go through the humiliation, but I really need that scholarship if I'm ever going to make it to college." "Well, Marc, I don't need to tell you that if I were able to cause hair to GROW I'd be a very wealthy man." We both laughed. "Isn't there anything you can do?" I pleaded. He got a strange look on his face and hesitated. "What is it?" I asked eagerly. "Well, there is something." "What is it? Whatever it is I'll try it." "Well, you may not know this. But I am associated with the research division of the University and we've been working on how to make hair grow for quite some time and we have come up with something that's in the experimental stages. We have been looking for a couple of human subjects." "I'll try it!" He got a serious look on his face. "Marc, I appreciate your enthusiasm. But you need to make an informed and educated decision. Getting involved in an experiment such as this could have unintended consequences and it's necessary for you to fully understand there could be unknown side effects." "OK, Doc. I understand. Why don't you tell me about it in more detail? I'm 18, I can make my own decision. I appreciate your giving me the opportunity." He told me to get dressed and to come to his office. We talked for quite a while and when all was said and done I agreed to be the guinea pig. I drove out of the lot with a smile on my face. Part 2 He had told me to come back the next day for some preliminary tests. This time he led me down a corridor to a stairwell that went into the basement. We went down another corridor to a room with a thick metal door. He swung it open. It looked as clean and sterile as the exam room from yesterday. In the middle of the room was an exam table, to the side several cabinets containing medical equipment, bottles, bandages and stuff you'd expect to see in any medical room. The Doc had made me change upstairs and put everything in a little locker. I was just in hospital slippers, the gown and my briefs under the gown. "OK, Marc, take everything off." I had lost some of my hesitancy since yesterday. I was eager to get hair on my body and be a real man. I took off the slippers - ooh, the floor was cold. I shrugged off the gown and shucked off my briefs. I made a neat little pile and put everything on a table in the corner of the room. It felt a little weird to be naked, but I just told myself to pretend I was in the locker room. I was naked there all the time and this would be just like that. The Doc looked me over in a clinical way. I kept my eyes glued to a spot on the wall and waited. "Turn around." I did as he instructed. "OK, I see that you do indeed do not appear to have any hair on your body, including pubic hair, which is unusual for someone your age. I want to do a few tests and then we'll proceed." "Alright, Doc, do what you gotta do." For the next twenty minutes or so we went through the usual battery of tests you expect at a normal physical: eyes, ears and throat, checking reflexes. I felt my face blush a little when he handled my balls and made me cough, but otherwise it was ok. "OK, Marc, you've passed the first set of tests. Physically you're in fine shape. Also, you've passed the first psychological test." "I have?" I hadn't done anything, so was confused to hear that. "Yes," he smiled, "You've grown more comfortable with your body the way it is. You're nude around me and feel relaxed and not self conscious about yourself." "Yeah, well after our talk and you're agreeing to help me, I do feel great." "Now, let's get started." He brought me to the middle of the room and had me face one of the walls. He brought out a large white bucket and opened it. "This is the chemical we've developed that I'm hoping will do the trick. It's necessary for me to put it all over your body. It will harden somewhat and you'll be immobilized. I'll put you under the shower to wash it off and we'll be through for the day. It should feel a little wet, but other than that you shouldn't feel anything painful or unusual when it's applied, when it comes off or afterwards." "OK, let's go." "In addition, there's, as I've already mentioned, a psychological component. I need you to visualize what your body will look like. To aid in this, I'm going to project images onto the wall that I want you to concentrate on. They're images of masculine, muscular men with hairy chests. I want you to picture yourself as one of them. Can you do that?" I didn't think I needed to stare at pictures, but if it was part of his program, I'd go along with it. "Sure, Doc." He asked me to step onto a small pedestal. With that he put on some rubber gloves and reached down into the bucket. His hand came up with a glob of this clear liquid that looked like a cross between jello and hair gel. He stepped in front of me and started slathering it over my chest. He was right, it felt wet, but not much else. It was thick and seemed to set quickly on my body. After coating my chest he moved down to my stomach and pubes then covered my legs. "Spread your legs, Marc." I did as I was told. He reached between my legs and coated from my asshole to my balls and coated my balls too. The only thing he didn't touch was my dick, which hung down and was the only part of me not shining brightly in the fluorescent lights; the rest of me almost seemed to be glowing. He then went behind me and coated my butt and legs. He didn't touch my back. "It will take several of these treatments before we see any results, and we may not see anything at all, as I mentioned to you. Now lift your arms." I lifted them and he applied the solution to my pits and all along my arms. It hardened almost immediately and it felt like I was in a body cast. "Concentrate on the images on the wall and I'll be back for you shortly." With that he left the room, leaving me facing the wall. It was like a giant slideshow. They were all these pictures of guys around my age with various stages of chest hair. They were doing athletic things, like playing volleyball, surfing, hanging out at the beach. I watched the pictures and tried to imagine myself as one of them with a nice pelt of fur on my chest, a symbol of my masculinity. I glanced down at my smooth chest and found it hard to believe I'd end up like that, but I did as the doc instructed and watched the pictures go by. A short while later, the Doctor came back in and the slide show stopped. "That's it for today, Marc." He still had his gloves on and with his foot undid the lock on the pedestal. He wheeled me over to a corner where I hadn't noticed before, there was a shower. He placed me in front of the shower. It felt strange not being able to move. He tilted me forward and for a second I thought I might fall. But I just ended up with my hands against the wall. "This isn't going to work," he said, "I can see I'm going to have to get in the shower and remove the solution." He stepped out from behind me and took off his lab coat. He undid his tie and started to unbutton his dress shirt. He carefully placed it on a hangar on the coatrack. He removed his undershirt. I was surprised to see the doctor had a pleasure trail that shot up from his pants and spread out in a fine spray of chest hair. It wasn't overly thick, but I would have been satisfied with it. He must have been an athlete too because he was toned and wiry, like a football player. I hadn't thought of what he looked like under his clothes before, but he was in great shape, for a guy somewhere in his 30s. He undid his belt, kicked off his shoes and in a minute had taken off both his pants and boxers. That pleasure trail shot down to a nice bush of brown pubes that were thick and luxuriant. I was kind of grossed out by his dick, though. I mean, I really don't want to see another guy's dick. But he was uncut and the hood hung way down over the head. On top of that his meat was long and thick. His wife, I'm betting didn't have any complaints. He stood beside me and turned the water on. I closed my eyes and it streamed across my face and hair and cascaded down my front and my back. The doc moved behind me with a bar of soap in his hand and started making lather. I could sense him behind me. He reached up a hand to both shoulders and started rubbing the lather across them. The water was warm and felt good, there was a little steam rising in the shower as well. The doc's hands were strong and sure as they kneaded my shoulders. Still I felt like I couldn't move at all. The doc reached under my pits and started lathering up my pecs. That's when I felt it. Well, I heard it at the same time. With a loud plop, his dick suddenly landed on my ass. I would have jumped if I could, but I was frozen and a little embarrassed. The doc was embarrassed too. He tried to pull back, but it was like his dick was glued to my ass crack. "This is embarrassing, Marc, but my penis for the moment is stuck on you. That's why I use the gloves." I was weirded out and not sure what to say, but he hadn't done it on purpose. "Hey, Doc, as long as it doesn't go any lower, ok?" We both laughed. I had never felt another man's penis before and I was surprised at how long and thick it was resting on me. I'd always thought my dick measured up, but against the doc's I wasn't so sure. He managed to lather my arms and as the soap worked its way in, I could feel the solution draining away and me gaining control again. I was able to pull my arms down and start lathering myself. He suggested we turn together so the water could hit my ass and his dick at the same time. We turned slowly and he lathered up my butt and his penis. He grabbed my hips and asked me to bend forward. He tried moving his pelvis back and forth and gradually I could feel his penis moving back and forth across my ass. Again, I was amazed at the length and girth. Just as suddenly as it was stuck there, it suddenly let go and flopped down between his legs. I lathered up and rinsed off and he did likewise. We both put on our clothes. He told me I was free to go and to come back tomorrow at the same time to continue the treatment. Part 3 For the next five days I went back as instructed and we repeated the process. Doc applied the solution, it hardened, and I watched the pictures of men with hairy chests and tried to visualize that happening to me. There was no way of getting around the shower either. The doctor had to help me in and had to get undressed. And no matter how he positioned himself he always had to get close to me and then his dick would be stuck to my ass. After the second day of that I was used to it and the doctor wasn't acting like it was a big deal, so why should I? However, after the fifth day I was starting to feel panicky. I hadn't developed one hair anywhere. The doctor looked concerned too. He said there should have been some kind of development, the chemical had entered my system and should have triggered some growth. He said that if I were amenable to it, we'd enter stage two, which was a more aggressive approach to hair growth. I was desperate and starting to feel like a failure. Of course I'd do whatever he suggested. He said we would continue the treatment with some additional steps. He felt the visualization part needed to be strengthened that I had a hard time really picturing myself with hair. So, instead of slides, the images would be replaced by video, moving pictures of masculine, hairy men. He also said that I maybe did not have a good visualization in my head because I didn't have a tactile experience. I didn't know what he meant. So, he put the gel on my legs, balls and butt, then across my abs and stomach, but left my arms free. He stood in front of me and said, "While you're watching the video I want you to run your fingers through my chest hair and while you're visualizing what you'll look like you'll also feel what it's like to be hairy." He stood in front of me with the video images of volleyball games and guys jogging played behind him. I reached out somewhat tentatively and lightly put my hands on his chest. He looked at me sternly, "Marc, you have to really move your hands around, feel the hair and believe this is what you're developing towards. Now, do as I say." I felt a little weird, but followed his instructions. Up close the hair was thicker than it seemed. It was silky and soft to my touch. The hairs were also longer than I expected. At first I sort of just rubbed my hands back and forth over the same spot. The doctor frowned "Marc, do as you're told! Feel that hair. Tell me what it feels like." I kept my eyes on the screen as I talked. "It feels really soft to touch, softer than I expected. I thought it would be coarse. But your muscles underneath are firm and strong, so it's this weird combination of silk and steel - something I'd like my body to feel. It's how a man who commands respect should feel." "Good. Now we're making progress." The rest of the session progressed as usual. He coated my arms and had me watch the videos, although I noticed the time I spent watching the videos seemed to be longer. When it came time for my shower, he said, "Today we're going to try something a little different." With that he tipped me forward. I panicked, expecting to crash to the tile. I landed on my elbows and knees. He was on his knees behind me and I felt weird to be in such a submissive position when he deliberately grabbed his dick and slapped it on my ass. Of course it stuck immediately. He began to lather us up and eventually the solution came off and we both got off our knees and washed up. The next few sessions were exactly like this one. I was just about to give up hope. So much work and concentrating didn't seem to be doing anything to produce any hair on my body. Then the next day I woke up and walked into the shower. As I was lathering myself up, I reached into my pits and dropped the soap. There was hair there! I jumped out of the shower and raised my hands and under each arm was a small, but definitely visible patch of brown downy hair. I whooped loud and couldn't wait for my appointment later in the day. Part 4 The doctor was happy too. All his efforts weren't in vain. He said the accelerated treatment was helping, but we still needed to advance further if we wanted the end result. I was happy to continue with his therapy. He said that in order for the chemical to really encourage hair growth I needed to be stimulated and encouraged further. The only way to do that was to psychologically mix my sex drive with the hair growth so that that would harness that energy. "How are we going to do that, Doc? " I asked. He brought over the exam table and asked me lay on it and put my feet in the stirrups. I did as instructed. I noticed the videos playing behind him were different. This time the men were naked, playing sports, walking around. It was strange to see their penises flopping around, but by this time I was very comfortable with being naked. The doctor took off his clothes too. Having seen him naked so many times, this didn't phase me. "In addition to seeing and visualizing yourself with a hairy chest, Marc, you need to associate a hairy chest with virile, raw male sexuality. I've purposely put you in a feminized position so that you can fully see and feel the sexual power." He stepped between my legs and put his hands on my thighs. "I am going to simulate sex with you. What I want you to do is concentrate on the sensations and imagine how good and powerful you will feel when you are having sex with your girlfriend and she will be so turned on by your hairy chest." Behind him I noticed that some of the images included guys with erections. I felt an undercurrent of unease. I wanted a hairy chest, I wanted my girlfriend to be turned on, but this seemed so weird, almost like homos. "Marc, look at me," the doctor commanded. His face was set and he asked, "Do you want this?" "Yes, Doc, I want a hairy chest more than anything." "OK, now I'm doing this to help you, remember that. I have a wife, so don't panic. The purpose of this is to make you associate hairy chests with sex and power." "I understand." With that, he stepped between my legs, gripping my legs with his strong hands. I was suddenly aware of how exposed I was, with my legs spread and my ass out there. He stepped right up to my ass, his pubes and limp cock resting against them. "Now I'm going to simulate sex. While I am thrusting myself against you, I want you to put your hands on my chest and feel my hairiness, play with my nipples and picture the things you want your girlfriend to do to you as you fuck her." I reached up and put my hands among the familiar chest hair and pushed against his muscles to see how hard they were beneath the hair. They were solid and strong. The doctor pulled his hips back and slowly started thrusting back and forth. As he moved his cock swung around and of course slapped against my ass. I decided to pinch both of his nipples a little hard to see what he would do. He gasped for a second and then he thrust at me so hard I almost jumped off the table. If he wanted me to feel a man's power, I felt it! I could imagine my girlfriend looking up at me like I was looking at the doctor, begging to be fucked. I was surprised to find that during all this time my cock had inflated to a full-fledged hard on. I felt a little weird about it, but it was ok. Doc said it would help me and I was thinking about my girlfriend, it wasn't like I was having sex with a guy. The doc looked down at my dick and smiled. "You respond well to the treatment, Marc. I think that's enough for one day." I noticed that as he was talking to me he had pressed his crotch directly against mine. His balls rested at the base of my ass and his dick rose up from there towering, rock hard, the foreskin pulled back somewhat, revealing a purple head with drops of precum. He reached down, slapped my ass and got me off the table. He applied the solution, showered me off and sent me on my way. Part 5 When I woke up the next morning I rushed to the bathroom, stripped off my t-shirt and boxers. For a second time stopped. I couldn't believe it. There was downy fuzz all around my crotch area. It was almost as if I'd started the beginnings of a bush overnight. I whooped and hollered again. The treatment was really working! All through my shower I kept one hand down there feeling the new, silky hair amazed at my new appearance. Again, the doctor was as happy and impressed as I was. Within a few minutes we were in the same positions we were in yesterday, me with my legs spread. He remarked "Yesterday I had some irritation on my skin from rubbing against you, so I'm going to put some lube on my genitals and around yours too." "OK, Doc," I said, watching the video screen behind me. I felt him slide this gooey liquid over my dick, my balls, under my balls and felt it dribble on my ass. He went to the sink, washed off his hands, then returned. He stepped between my legs, told me to place my hands on his chest and we'd begin. I looked up at him, as instructed. I placed my hands on his chest. I didn't need to be told what to do. I started running my fingers through the hair, cupping his pecs, massaging, pressing against his taut muscles. My fingertips brushed gently over his nipples and I looked up at him thinking how sexy his chest felt. I felt the blood rushing into my cock and it started to rise as I looked into his eyes. He had a husky look on his face. "That's it, Marc. Feel my chest. Feel how good it feels." With that he started the thrusting motion that he had done yesterday. Because of the lube it was much stickier down there and his dick really flopped around a lot. But I enjoyed the feeling. As I looked at him, I felt my dick stiffen completely and it lay like a piece of pipe across my pubes pointing up just past my belly button. The doc glanced down at it. "Very good, Marc. I can see we're harnessing your libido. Do you think my hairy chest is sexy?" I pinched his nipples very hard and saw him grimace. "Yeah, Doc, hairy chests are the best. Real men have hair on their chests." He gripped my legs and started thrusting harder, back and forth. I could feel a change in his dick. When we had first started it had been hanging down, flaccid, just flopping against me, but as he had picked up the pace the texture had changed. It had lengthened and was more solid, making a slapping noise as it hit against me. With a few more slaps I knew Doc's dick had grown to full-fledged erection, just like mine. On the screen the images had changed again. I noticed they were now images of hairy chested guys fucking smooth guys, in every position imaginable. They were in a missionary position, guys with legs resting on their shoulders. Before I could fully take this in, I could feel the doc reach down and steady his dick. It was jabbing against me now. I squirmed around and his dick now was rubbing in a steady motion along my asscrack. It was a lot less painful than having it poke against me. I was still rubbing the doctor's chest and noticed that there was a sheen of sweat on it now, making my hands glide through the hair. My dick was throbbing and leaking. The doc was breathing faster. He had spread my legs wider and was thrusting harder. The tip of his dick kept brushing against my hole. My mind was so overloaded from all the sensations I didn't have time to process it other than to think how hot it felt. I was watching these images of hairy chested guys plowing other guys asses. My hands were enmeshed in the doc's chest hair, feeling his heart beating faster under his muscles. The power and masculinity he exuded made my dick throb even harder. I looked down and there was a puddle of precum on my abs. He leaned forward saying "I'm going to place my chest on top of yours as we do this so you can feel a hairy chest in an atmosphere of heightened sexual arousal." As he leaned down over me, he thrust harder and this time the tip of his dick stopped at my hole and forced itself in. It had felt so good to have him rubbing against me that I lifted my pelvis up towards him as I put my arms around his shoulders to press him against me. His eyes were locked on mine, his chest pressed against mine. I knew I should stop this. It was going too far. Somewhere in the back of my mind I heard myself protest. Instead of pushing him away, I felt my body welcome him. I thrust against him and took in the entire head. I pulled him tighter against me with my arms and he wrapped his arms around me. "I'm going to fuck you now," he growled in my ear. "You'll feel my power. It will help you become a man." I wanted to cry out, no, I'm not a fag. Instead I pushed myself against him and inch after glorious inch entered me. I felt no pain. It felt so right, so natural and so tremendous I threw my head back and cried out in ecstasy. The doctor pulled his shaft back and then started a familiar motion. His thrusting reached something deep inside me and I felt my dick throb in answer to his. His pace quickened. I could hear his balls slapping against my ass. He was grunting and moaning in my ear. "You feel sooo good. I've never felt anything like this. I'm going to cum soon." I couldn't hold back much longer. I was lost in the erotic feeling. My dick was enormous trapped between our two bodies, rubbing against his solid abs. We were both so close. I started to shake as I felt the orgasm starting deep down in my balls and boiling over. The doctor went even faster, his breath ragged in my ear. With one final thrust, he bellowed in my ear as I felt his dick erupt deep inside my hole. At the same time my own dick leapt up between us and sent a stream of cum shooting up against Doc's belly and chest, splattering against my neck. There were several spurts after that coating our torsos in a river of cum. When the doc felt my cum hit him, he threw back his head and moaned. I could feel his dick spasming inside me, releasing a stream of cum. His body relaxed when he'd finished cumming, but his dick was still rock hard inside me. Our bodies were coated with the cum I'd shot in between us. After a few minutes our hearts slowed down to a normal rhythm. Slowly the doc peeled himself away from me, the cum having stuck us together. He looked down at me with a strange look on his face. "Look, Marc," he said. I looked down at myself and couldn't believe my eyes. My chest was covered in hair, a trail shot down over my abs. Cum was drying in the hair everywhere, but there was not doubt it was all my hair. My pubes now had a luxurious bush. I was cured! My dick hadn't gone down and got even harder as I looked at myself. "Maybe Doc, you should fuck me again. Just to make sure it doesn't go away." "Anything to keep the patient happy, Marc, anything."

I heard that Eddie Black from the TIM video "Bad Influence" died a while back. so sad! He was such a good top and bottom! hot man. what a shame....

last december I got fucked by a guy with a huge thick dick four times in two hours, and while relaxing afterward, he showed me he's facebook friends with Jesse from TMI and told me that Jesse fucked him. So....by association.....I got fucked by Jesse? lol. No, but seriously, some hugely muscled black dude from one of the HDK movies fucked me. pump'n'dump. it was okay. I don't even think he's done more than that film, so again....a flimsy rationale! lol.

I never want a top to wear a condom, but I find the whole discussion beforehand to be a bit of a downer. There's something so hot about NOT discussing safe sex beforehand and then having the top just go for it! what kind of subtle signals do you give a top? I'm almost tempted to put safe sex only in my A4A profile, just hoping a top tries to "seduce" me with a bare dick and big load. lol. I'm just afraid they'll wear a condom!!!!

I don't know where I got this one. It's not mine. Hope you enjoy.... -------------------------------------------- There's Always a First Time Chapter 1 This is the true story of my first real gay experience. I say real because, before the events in this story, I did pickup a man and he paid me to give me a blowjob in my car. But that's another story. This one took place in Germany; I was 19 and a soldier in the US Army. Young, average height, dark complexion, eyes and hair with a typical army haircut -- short and high off the ears and neck; I was struggling with my sexuality. I had had girlfriends as a teenager but never gone farther with them but to kiss and maybe touch some titty. In the Army, a few buds and I would sometimes take a train to Frankfurt to visit "K strasse" and pay prostitutes to suck us or to fuck. They never really excited me much and in fact I began going in a room with a prostitute and paying her just to talk and leave without so much as a bj, just so the guys would think that I was straight. But this time I would find out what I truly was -- a full fledged cocksucker. I was sent to an Army school away from my home station to attend a training class. It was really out of the way so a guy without a car (like me) didn't have much to do except to hang out in the recreation center watching TV, playing cards or pool. Across from the recreation center was a building that was empty on the weekends but for some reason it wasn't locked. In it was a restroom that had holes in the walls of the stalls -- glory holes. I began to go there and jackoff in one of the stalls and it was always exciting, I would be in a stall jacking and the door to the restroom would open but the person would go to the urinals and piss while I sat frozen in fear in the stall with my cock in my hand but my legs feeling shaky and woozy. When the guy left, I would jackoff to orgasm almost immediately. There was always writing on the walls. Things like "be here at 1:00 on Saturday if you want a blowjob" or "suck my big fat cock" were just samples of what men had written. One day I was sitting there, reading some of the graffiti, when I noticed there was one for later that day. I decided then and there that I would come back to the restroom later to check out the guy. Later that day, I went back to the restroom about 15 minutes before the time I expected the guy. I was nervous as hell and I couldn't get my knees to stop shaking. Remember when sex was so exciting that your legs shook? I decided to stand at the urinal so I could check out the guy when he came in. About 15 minutes later 'right on time...this guy comes in. He wasn't too old, maybe in his late 20's, white, good looking, a little taller, longer hair than mine that is dark too. He didn't look like he was in the Army but he certainly didn't look like a German civilian. He walked up to the next urinal and pulled out his cock. I couldn't help looking down to check it out and it looked big. I would find out later how big. I was nervous as hell and after about 5 minutes (yeah five minutes standing at a urinal without pissing), I zipped up and headed out. He seemed to be disappointed but I was so scared that I had to get out of there. I left and walked around some. My cock was still hard as hell and my heart was beating like crazy like I had just finished a 3 mile run. I decided that this was the time, there's always a first time for everything and I had to go back. It must have been about 15 or 20 minutes later when I went back into the restroom. The guy was not at the urinal anymore but I noticed that there was some in one of the stalls. I went to the urinal and took out my cock, jerking it as I continually looked back. The guy was tapping his foot on the floor. I zipped up and walked into the empty stall right next to him, dropped my jeans and sat on the toilet. I jerked and began peaking in the glory hole watching him jerk. His cock was huge! I had never seen a cock so big. Mine was about 6.5" hard but his had to be at least 9" and thick as salami. I remember thinking: that explains why the glory hole was so big. Soon, I noticed that he was standing and then his cock appear in the hole. I had never even touched another man's cock let alone suck one. I was mesmorized by his huge cock and reached out to touch it. As I began to jerk him, I could hear him moan softly and feel his hard cock get harder. I decided that I had to suck him! I got on my knees and licked the head; it tasted great, soft yet hard, almost sponge-like. Soon I had about 2 or 3 inches in my mouth and was sucking. I began to bob my head up and down on his cock and I remember thinking this is what I was made for, this felt good, sucking another man's cock was what made me happy. He began slowly to move his hips so that his cock was pushing deeper into my mouth. I would gag a little and he would back off some but I wanted more so I would bob my head deeper to get more of his cock back in my mouth. My lips were wrapped tight around his shaft and I could feel his veiny thick shaft as it pistoned in and out of my mouth. After about 10 minutes of sucking, he rammed his cock down my throat and I took it all. I loved the feel of his cock down my hungry throat and the smell of his pubes around my nose. His body was banging up against the stall wall now and I could tell he was going to cum soon. I decided then and there that I wanted to taste his cum and become a real cocksucker. All this time, I was jerking my own cock and it was leaking like crazy. He pulled out his cock about halfway and then rammed it down my throat one more time. Soon I felt the rush of cum down my throat for the first time and I immediately shot my load on the floor. I swallowed as much as I could as he pumped his spewing cock in and out of my throat. I couldn't keep up with all the warm seed shooting into my mouth so some of his cum spilled out of my mouth and onto my lips and chin. After he pulled his cock out of my mouth, he held it in the hole for a minute and told me to lick it clean. I leaned over and lovingly licked his softening cock clean of his cum and my spit. I noticed my cock was hardening again. After I licked him clean, he zipped up and I remained sitting on the toilet, licking my lips. He walked out of the stall but told me to meet him there on the next Saturday if I wanted to take it to the next level. ------------------------------------------------ There's Always a First Time - Chapter 2 This is a continuation of my first true gay experience while I was a soldier serving in the Army. This one is much longer so I hope it is not too boring. First just alittle about me back then. I was 19, around 6 foot tall with dark hair and eyes. My hair was cut very short back then (really I still keep my hair cut short) in typical soldier fashion, short all over but high off the ears and neck. I weighed around 160 and could run 2 miles in just about 8 to 9 minutes. Anyone who knew me back then would have swore I was as straight as they come. After all, I did have an occasional girlfriend and would regularly go with the gang to Frankfurt to visit the prostitutes on "K Strasse". Once I got back to my room in the barracks after giving this guy the first blowjob I ever gave in my life, my cock was still hard as hell. Even though I had spewed a heavy load of my own cum onto the floor while he emptied his own cum down my throat, my cock was rockhard and felt like it would spurt seed if I even lightly touched it. I could still taste his cum on my lips and I must have jerked my 6.5 inches of rock hard teenager soldier cock three or four times more that day and the next. All the time I was jerking, I was thinking about the last thing he had said to me "meet me here the same time next Saturday and we will take it to the next level." I knew what that meant - even if I was a virgin. I knew that queers (as my friends called gay men back then) fucked each other in the ass and emptied their cum deep inside their guts. This was before HIV and AIDS became known to the public and the worse that could happen to a guy from having unprotected sex with another guy was a bad case of crabs or the clap. I had seen pictures in the sex stores in Frankfurt of guys fucking each other and I would get hot as hell everytime I seen it. I also knew the man I had met and sucked in that restroom last Saturday was HUGE! I thought there was no way he would ever be able to get that cock (at least 9 inches long and almost as thick as a beer can). I know that guys sometimes stretch the truth on the Net when it comes to cock size but take it from me, I am not lying here...this guy's cock was large! The thought of that huge angry cock fucking my tight virgin ass was both exciting and scary at the same time. I debated the entire week over whether or not I should meet him on Saturday. As the day got closer and closer, I felt a pit in my stomach but I also got hornier and hornier. It didn't help being surrounded by hot Army men 24 hours a day. Back then there were no private showers. Everyone showered together and it was hard (no pun intended) as hell not getting a boner in the shower surronded by these hot studs. When Saturday finally came, I was ready. I knew that I wanted more cock and I knew that he would give it to me. I was hungry for cum and whether that cum was spewed down my throat or up my virgin ass didn't make a difference. I showed up at the restroom right on time. He was waiting at the urinals and surprised me by telling me to meet him outside. I was confused. Was he a cop and was he going to bust me or did he suddenly decide that I was nothing but a fag and needed to be beaten or worse? I wanted to run but to tell you all the truth, my knees were shaking too much. It felt like if I tried to run, I would fall flat on my face. A few minutes later he came outside and motioned me to follow him. In the sunlight, I could tell he was a hot guy. About 6'2", dark brown hair, cut longer so that I knew he wasn't a soldier. I could see his eyes and they were a brownish green. He had a good build and carried himself with a good deal of authority. I followed him to a car and he jumped into the driver's seat, opening the door to the passenger's seat to let me in. We drove off post and talked as he drove. He was a teacher at the local American High School. His name was John, he was 26 and had been in Germany for a few years. He said that he loved finding hot horny soldier cocksuckers who wanted to explore their "gay side". Well, I thought, that pretty much described me alright. Now this training station was way out in the boonies and the nearest German town was about 15 or 20 minutes away. After talking for awhile he told me to get his cock out and suck him while he drove. Now I had been practicially drewling the whole time just waiting to taste that hugh cock between my cocksucking lips and I wasted no time diving down into his lap. Soon I had his whole cock down my throat and I thought that I was getting pretty good at this. John was patting my head and telling me what a good cocksucker I was and how he was going to fuck my virgin ass once we got to his apartment. That got me even hornier and I moaned around his thick shaft as I sucked. My lips were stretched to the limit I remember feeling them vibrate around his hard shaft whenever I moaned. John was reaching over an playing with my ass. I was wearing tight jeans and a tee and as he felt me up while I sucked him all I could think about was how natural this felt to me. It was like sex finally made sense and all the fumbling around with girls could not compare to how good I felt sucking on a huge cock while the guy felt up my ass and told me how he was going to fuck me good real soon (all this while going around 70 mph on a two lane country road in the middle of a foreign country..LOL). When we got to his apartment, he told me to get up and I remember feeling disappointed that he hadn't fed me his seed. He must have noticed the disappointed look in my face because he smiled and said that soon I would have cum down my throat and in other places where cum had never been before. I was of course hard as a rock I had not worn any underwear that day so that the outline of my cock strained against the denim of my jeans and was very noticable to anyone who was looking. Luckily we went right up to his apartment and as soon as he closed the door, he told me to strip. I took off all my clothes and he did also. His cock was standing at attention and he told me to get down on the carpet and put my legs up in the air. I was scared shitless because it looked like any foreplay took place in his car (a new BMW) and wasn't going to happen in the apartment. He took my legs and put them over his shoulders and then I felt something cold and wet at my hole. He had gotten some lube and was lubing my hole while he looked down at me. I was moaning like a cheap hooker when he lubed me up and then he placed a small bottle under my nose. I didn't know what the hell he was doing but for some reason I trusted him when he told me to hold one nostril and to inhale deeply with the other. What he had of course was poppers which was the 70's and 80's equivalent to today's viagra. One or two deep sniffs and my mind was floating away and I was ultra horny and ready for anything. And anything was just what I was about to get. While I was still feeling the full effects of the poppers, he had positioned his cock at my virgin soldier hole. He steadedly applied pressure as he looked down at me telling me how hot I was and how I was made to be a fuck toy and soon I felt his thick cock head pop into my sphinter. To say it didn't hurt would be a lie, it hurt but what was weird was that it felt good at the same time. He just stayed still for what seemed to be an eternity but looking back was probably only a minute or two. Looking down at me he told me to get ready for a serious fucking and began to plunge his cock into my once virgin hole inch by inch by inch. I remember thinking "this was how I was going to die...split in two by a jackhammer of a cock up my tight ass." Well I didn't die, but I did go to heaven. After the initial shock of 3 or 4 inches of hard cock up my shoot, I began to feel incredible. It is almost impossible to describe the feeling but I will try. (Look at me preaching to the choir LOL). I felt amazingly full, not like the uncomfortable feeling after a big Thanksgiving meal but more like the feeling of when you are so close to a person that he feels that he is part of you. With every additional inch that invaded my tight hole, I moaned like a slut, my cock that had softened at the beginning was all of a sudden rock hard again and leaking. Then I felt his pubes on my ass and him stop with all nine inches inside me and I felt my chest tighten and my breath felt like it was taken away. He leaned down and whispered into my ear, "Ok babe, now its time for you to feel what you were put on this earth for". He kissed my neck and then started to move his hips in small circles. I almost passed out when he hit a certain spot (I later found out that this was my prostate). I literally saw stars each and everytime he rotated his hips and his cock rubbed up against that spot. And I came and came and came..it felt like buckets. I had never cum like I did that day with that cock prying open my tight man pussy. Soon John was licking my ear and sucking on my neck (yes I had to explain several hickeys to the guys in the barracks the next day) while he began to fuck me as hard as a "K Strasse" whore. As he long-dicked me, he had me inhale more poppers and as the effect of the poppers hit me, I swear the feeling of his cock plowing into my ass could be felt from the tips of my toes to the hairs on the back of my neck. After about a half hour of steady fucking, I could feel him tense up and I knew he was about to cum. He was whispering in my ear what a whore I was and did I want to feel his seed deep inside my pussy. I was so breathless I couldn't answer (at least not with any understandable language) but I grunted and moaned my assent and he plowed my man pussy one last time and sprayed the inside of my hole with his hot cum. I actually had cum again while he was in the middle of his orgasm and I could feel the walls of my hole milk this cock of his hot cum as he move his cock in and out in ever decreasing frequency. After he pulled out, his body collapsed onto mine. He did something that I will never forget. He kissed me full on the lips, his tongue parting my lips and searching the inside of my mouth. I had kissed girls before like that but it had never occurred to me that men kissed like that. We cleaned ourselves off and then we had a few drinks before he drove me back to post. My training class was over that Friday and I never saw John again. Later in my Army career, I went to that training post again but the glory holes were gone and I could never find that apartment. He will always, however have a place in my heart as the man who finally showed me how hot and natural sex could be and what I was put on earth for: to please other men by sucking their hard cocks and having them fuck my tight soldier man pussy. The End

Big-dicked (and really thick!) Latino from BBRT. came over, really sexy. very aggressive, and sweat like a pig! we were slipping and sliding all over each other. he came up my ass twice and in my mouth once. I'm still sore. He got hard a fourth time, but I wasn't ready for a fourth! I will be ready next time. and he was poz. still don't know what my status is....