shinelover

Just awesome! No true cumdump can resist that hunger.

Hell YES! Might as well go for it -no sense in playing coy if you're going to be offering yourself up in a sling. Put the right message out there and reap the benefits. Let us know how it goes, too! 

Very sexy so far, I can't wait to hear about the rest of your slutty day 

Fuck, sounds like you're on the right track. Embrace your piggy side, nothing will ever feel better!

I've really never cared for 'the money shot'. Just a waste of cum, even if it is just a squirt or two before shoving back in. The hottest videos I've seen had great close-ups of the tops cock and balls, and you could see the balls jump and his cock pulsing as he unloaded shot after shot and you just know that the bottom is getting flooded. That really got me hot, but maybe it's just me. 

50 minutes ago, shadowgames said:

I got knocked up in 2012, found out the day after xmas. T count was 349 and viral load at 10M. Anyone that touched me, top or btm, got sick within a week or two. Then let it drop below 200 to 189 so I could get FB AIDZ status and then got on meds for awhile, then stopped again. Last check up I was T cell at 165 and 1m+ viral load, gotta get back on meds soon. 

Fuck, I want some of that! And I don't plan on taking meds until absolutely necessary.

Fuck yeah, awesome continuation. I do hope it keeps going -gotta get those poz loads, buddy 

I've posted a lot of pictures and videos over the years on various sites. I've seen some of my xtube gear and piss videos on other tube sites, don't know how they got there. Seen some of my pics on other sites, too, that I didn't post myself. I do love knowing that guys are getting off to my media.

Fuck, that is HOT. I hope you go back there again!!

Yeah, rarely do I stick around to watch a porn if I see a condom. Just turns me off. So I don't know a lot of the porn stars around, but one that I've long had a thing for is Paul Wagner. I would love, Love, LOVE seeing him going raw.

Fuck, man, so good. Thanks for telling us more. Damn that's nasty and fucking hot as hell!!!

It really does get better and better. Fuck, I so wish I was him, getting used so much like that -especially by his own Dad, out in the open so everyone around knows. HOT!!

Yeah, don't we all wish for that kind of trouble?

OVER THE EDGE

 

 

Big Ed leaned in close to my ear and, in a deep gravelly voice, said, “This is going to be a long night, bitch.”

 

You have no idea, I thought. I didn’t even know what day it was anymore. And I’d been fucked so many times I couldn’t even estimate by how man men or the number of loads.

 

However, there comes a time when something snaps inside your brain, when your body is overloaded by sexual stimulation, no matter how depraved that might be. That’s when you surrender your body completely and take whatever you get.

 

More than that, actually. You crave it. Crave being fucked like a cheap piece of whore trash, with your hole fucked beyond recognition, carrying who-knows-how-many strains of various viruses in your damaged gaping hole. And you still want and welcome more. In fact, no amount of kink is enough at this point. Everything is on the table by now.

 

That’s where I found myself as I felt the knob of Big Ed’s massive cock stretching my hole open. Despite having taken a fist already, my hole seemed to close up somewhat, so I knew that I would still be able to hug that nice huge piece of meat and make him feel as good as he’s going to make me feel.

 

I almost laughed to myself thinking how not that long ago I would have been terrified to consider taking a cock as enormous as Big Ed’s up my ass. Hell, most men would quake in their boots thinking about having that thing tearing it’s way into their rectum.

 

Now, I ached for it. I love feeling my hole stuffed, stretched, and filled.

 

I heard a sort of slurpy sound coming from the vicinity of my ass, and I apparently began to involuntarily suck that big dick into me.

 

“Fuck, you are a whore,” Big Ed laughed behind me. “That hot ass is pulling me in. I’m gonna take that as my cue to not hold back. You want it, fucker? Here it comes!” he growled, slamming the entire length into me.

 

I did yell out, but more from shock. I’d learned to love and appreciate the pain that radiated from my ass. Strange, I know. But somehow it reassured me that by feeling the pain, I still had not been completely destroyed, and that there was always more that could be done to me. And I wanted that, too.

 

“Fuck yeah!” I panted. “Rape that fucking hole!”

 

“Fucking pussy ass little bitch whore,” he snarled, drawing his hips back and slamming full-length into me again. And again.

 

Big Ed was getting into his abusive role. Then again, so was I. I have no clue why I respond so strongly to a man calling me abusive and demeaning names. A man can tell me I’m cute and it’s no big deal. But a man calls me a whore? Then I think I could fall in love. Twisted, I know.

 

My insides felt like they were being rearranged by the impressive log of man-flesh sawing in and out of me. I’d never bothered to learn much about our internal structure, but I could feel things shifting around inside of me to make room for that invader.

 

Concerning? Maybe. Unpleasant? Hell NO!

 

As we fucked and fucked, working up a good sweat, Big Ed’s body was plastered to mine, and I loved the wet skin on skin feel of this fuck. It was thoroughly consuming.

 

He would grunt and growl in my ear from over my shoulder. I regretted that they’d chained his arms up near mine because it would be felt even better if he could wrap his arms tightly around me in this position to really slam-fuck me into oblivion.

 

Oh well, this still felt damn good.

 

My ass hole was kind of stinging, he was stretching me so wide. And deep. I don’t even think that fist had gone so deep in me. Sweat was literally streaming down my face, and I have a feeling it was cause by more than just the exertion of fucking. My body was in total turmoil from the abuse I’d been receiving.

 

“You ready for some of this Cell Block AIDS juice up that white whore kunt? Beg me for it, you bitch. You know you want it. Beg me for my motherfucking AIDS seed,” he ordered, nailing me with an even greater intensity.

 

The guys upstairs had planned for him to use me all night long, and I was beginning to wonder if I would live through it. Still, there are far worse ways to go than being fucked to death.

 

As soon as that dark little thought took root in my mind, the more I thought about it, the more it somehow turned me on. I’d already gone to quite an extreme. I decided that when it was my time to go, I wanted to be sure that I was getting raped at the time. And even after. Let’s face it, there are guys out there that get off on it, so why not allow my body to bring them some pleasure, too?

 

“Give it to me, you fucker!” I yelled. “Knock me up with your AIDS! I want your AIDS!” I think I was bordering on hysteria, as all I wanted to shout to him was, ‘Give me your AIDS’. That’s all that mattered to me now.

 

I am meant to have AIDS. Not just HIV or other mutations of the virus. I am meant to feel my body getting consumed by AIDS.

 

That thought was making my mind spin, I was so horny. My cock began to fire off beneath me, hands-free obviously, which then set my pighole to spasming.

 

“You fucking kunt! That’s it, milk my AIDS seed out of those nuts, ah fuck yeah, here it comes you MOTHERFUCKING WHORE!!!!” he bellowed as I felt that already thick cock expanding even bigger in me, followed by that delicious hot wetness spreading throughout my insides.

 

His sperm was flooding deeper in me than any other loads I’ve ever taken. I knew that I was well and truly knocked up by this man. Well, again. Re-knocked up, I guess you could say.

 

We remained joined, sweating heavily still, and panting like a couple of dogs after a long run, his enormous cock still buried balls deep in my stretched asshole while his balls continued to deliver every drop of his toxic seed into my body.

 

I think we both passed out, because the next thing I remember is hearing loud footsteps coming down the stairs, and Wade yelling, “Move it, fuckers. We’ve got dead air on camera. Ed, I know that dick is still hard so keep fucking your load in deeper. The slut wants it. He can take it, can’t you?” he asked sweetly, now standing next to me and looking deep into my eyes.

 

We were both stirring now, and Big Ed went back to rutting into me. I doubt his big balls had even had a chance to restock their swimmers, but it’s not like we had a choice. So, while Big Ed pumped my ass, I shoved it back to meet him.

 

I was becoming aware that continuous fucking was what I enjoyed. No breaks in between. Just keep my hole stuffed and I’m happy. I don’t care of the damage to my rings inside or anything, just keep me fucked.

 

After delivering another load about fifteen minutes later, we were still so very exhausted. Wade came down just as we were finishing off that round, carrying a tray of a few things. The first thing he did was give us some drinks.

 

He had a big glass with a straw to make it easier for us to drink, and we both shared from the same glass of whatever it was -hey, I already had his tainted sperm in me, what’s a little saliva on a straw?

 

And then Wade told Big Ed to slowly ease his cock out of my hole. He unchained Big Ed so that he could get at my ass, and I thought he was going to fuck me -I knew he liked sliding into a cummy hole. But instead, he reached for a jar that was on the tray, and a something similar to a turkey baster.

 

He shook the jar in front of my face, leering at me. “Know what this is?” he asked through a demonic grin.

 

I nodded, knowing for sure that it was a jar of sperm. Whose sperm, I have no idea.

 

“A friend of mine works for the CDC, and he snagged me a jar of their most lethal samples,” he began as he slowly inserted the tube into the jar and sucked it full of cum. “About 40 different men, from all over the world, with the most violent and lethal strains of HIV and AIDS they’ve ever come across.”

 

My stomach was doing back flips listening to him and my heart was racing. Again I felt sweat forming on every inch of my skin, and my hole was spasming in anticipation. How could I want this? How could I be so turned on by this?

 

But I was. Intensely. So much so that my cock literally fired off just from listening to him tell me what he was about to do to me.

 

My entire both was wracked with spasms while he and Big Ed laughed at my body’s reaction. Then I felt Wade inserting the tube into my well stretched opening and pushed it deep, and then he plunged the entire contents into my guts.

 

When he slowly eased it out, he instructed Big Ed to stick his dick in me again to hold it all in, and to fuck me slow to massage it into my ass walls and drive it deeper up into me. It felt heavenly to feel Big Ed slide into me again, my insides now so stretched by him, and so slick, that I couldn’t imagine anything in the world that felt better than what I was feeling now.

 

As Wade walked back to in front of me to reload the baster, I could see that it had been coated not only with remnants of the men’s loads, but it was quite red. Not just pink. Red. Big Ed had clearly torn me up inside.

 

And that thought turned me on even more! My dick jumped back to full attention, and Wade noticed. “Look at that fucking whore,” he laughed. “Horny again after seeing that you’re bleeding. Am I right?” he asked, to which I nodded.

 

“There’s no getting away from any of this, buddy,” he whispered sexily in my ear. “You’re fucked. Might as well enjoy the ride.”

 

I returned his gaze and replied, “I already am. Do anything you want to me. Anything at all.”

 

His eyebrows shot up, clearly surprised that I’d accepted my role so completely. What the fuck else could I do at this point? I was obviously infected beyond help at this point, my hole was trashed and wrecked to shreds. And yet, somehow, I was still having the time of my life.

 

Bring it ON!

 

Wade added more cum to the baster, and then Big Ed pulled out of me long enough to have it injected into my destroyed rectum, only to re-enter me immediately after. They repeated this over and over until the jar of homicidal sperm was completely empty.

 

My insides just felt soaked, sloshing, as my body shifted with each thrust of Big Ed’s fuck. He was clearly enjoying having such an eager hole to use. Wade hadn’t chained him up when he headed back upstairs, so now Big Ed was free to do with me whatever he wanted.

 

He came around front of me and smiled, but it was a scary, intimidating smile. Evil, maybe. He leaned in really close until our noses were nearly touching, and growled, “You’re in for it now, bitch.”

 

 

Fuck, man, that last chapter was almost hypnotic! It's just that damn good!

Awesome! Your twisted mind does not disappoint 

Damn that last part was GOOD! Not just poz loads now, but beautiful AIDS loads, too! Just awesome!!

I agree -this definitely needs some more chapters!

Very fucking HOT!

3 hours ago, manleyguy4you said:

Any chance you heard back from your furnace mate even though he moved to Canada?  What a hot fucker that you helped ease him out of the closet.  Great stories!

Check out my other posts - I did spend one other incredible night with him. He loaded me up again and again. It was a night that no other top has been able to come close to -unfortunately.

Very hot! Looking forward to reading about the rest of your night 

Holy fuck, that is one of the hottest things I've ever read. Tell us more about your other visits, PLEASE!!

This story has been super hot from the beginning, but the addition of taking poz loads (and discovering that he loves it!) just makes it EXTRA HOT for me. Thanks for the great story, and looking forward to reading how he copes with the change. 

Thanks, guys, for continuing to enjoy this story. Haven't forgotten about it, but I have been busy. I'm working on the next part as we speak.

8 hours ago, richmondass said:

I really enjoyed the part with the guy dying as he shot his load. Would love to take that last aids load as he dies. Doing my part for the sick. The thought of still having that dead cock inside me makes me very hard.

Thanks, I was actually thinking from the other side when I wrote that part. Since I'm pretty much a bottom, it is my dream to still be getting fucked as I pass to the other side. Glad you liked that part -I was curious if some people might think that's too far. I love the idea of it, anyway.