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I so hope this works out for ongoing hookups for the two of you. So fuckin hot 🔥

It was pretty clear Pedro knew these back roads well. I now knew his name and we soon had found a secluded place to park the car. He got out removed his pants and underwear encouraging me to remain naked. He led me to a small clearing and showed me which tree was best for me to lean against presenting my ass to him. It was a well-worn place with used wipes and condoms strone about. Obviously, we were not the first have sex here. I began to wonder if Pedro brought all his male customers to lean against this tree. By the size of his manhood, I was not about to complain. He wasted no time and was soon rimming and tong fucking my ass with plenty of spit. I had just started thinking about what a slut I was becoming when I realized he had stood and was introducing his mushroom head to my aching hole. I was proud of myself when I called back to him; “Condom, you need a condom.” He just laughed and breached my outer ring with his naked mushroom head. He stopped to let me adjust to his considerable girth. I took a deep breath, relaxed my hole and as I pushed back onto his raw rod, I felt foolish but still said. “You should be wearing a condom.” When he was balls deep he nibbled on my ear and asked; “Condom now?” “We should.” I feebly responded. He pulled completely out and rammed fully back in knocking the air out of me. “Now, condom?” “Just fuckin, fuck me! …. Oh …. Fuck … that feels so good!” I caved. After five minutes of his groin slapping against my ass he asked; “You like?” “Oh fuck, yes, I like?” “Like my bare cock fuck you ass?” “Oh yes, I like it very much.” “Tell me, use words.” He was insistent “I love your naked cock inside me, fucking me!” “No condom?” He teased “No fucking condom!” I was clear. “Cum soon, in you.” Was he asking a question or making a statement. “Fuckin breed me already, cum in my ass!” He rasped one more time, “No condom.” “Yes, I want no condom, fill my ass with your load!” With his first blast his right hand covered my mouth, with the second blast his left hand wrapped around my throat. With the next three convulsions each hand tightened more and more, By his last orgasm he was panting like a wild animal. I had never felt so captured, frightened and proud all at the same time. I don’t know how long we stood bonded together there but gradually his grasp loosened, and natural breathing returned. He was just pulling his softening cock from my sloppy hole when I heard another car pull up. Only then did I remember he had made a couple phone calls as we drove down the side road. He must have let a buddy know what was up. Sure enough an older Mexican emerged into the clearing with his hardening cock already sticking out of his fly. I thought ‘what the hell, why not’ and took my position leaning forward against the tree. The new raw cock was at my hole when I heard Pedro ask the new guy; “Where condom?” They argued for a moment in Spanish before the new guy stuck a finger in my dripping ass. As he plunged his raw cock into me he barked; “NO CONDOM!” Pedro just laughed and made another phone call. This new guy pounded my ass for 20 minutes before exclaiming his release and holding deep. By now there were three more guys standing in line. Each took their turn breeding me and Pedro raw fucked the last two as they gave me a very good time. I had become so engrossed in this sexual frenzy that I completely forgot where I was supposed to be heading as well as the importance of my timeline. It wasn’t until we got back out to the main road and Pedro wondered which way I wanted to go that reality set in. It was now well past noon and my 72-hour window was disappearing. Three miles up the road we came to a full stop in a traffic jam. Pedro made a couple calls and informed me that the road into the city was blocked by a medical workers strike. Only a couple vehicles were being let through at a time. The estimate for our arrival at the clinic was 3 hours. That would get us there 15 minutes before closing and even then the staff might be on the strike line. I was now sweating bullets. Pedro came up with a brainstorm. He knew a back road that turned into a back lane that went through a friend’s private property. If I granted the friend a special favour, we could take this treacherous route and shave off a half hour. I didn’t ask any questions, “Thanks Pedro, just get me there.” The road was extremely rough with deep ruts. At times the bottom of the taxi scrapped, and I feared we would be stranded. At other times there were deep ditches on both sides with the taxi wheels teetering on the edges. Finally, we went through a barbed wire gate and traveled on a cow path through a series of rough fields. The car stopped outside a shed that looked as if a slight breeze would knock it down. Pedro informed me it was ‘special favor time.’ I thought, “Oh right, maybe I should have asked. Oh well, too late now.” An old woman emerged from the shed and motioned for me to get out of the taxi. Then she made it clear she wanted me to strip. I didn’t hesitate. She stroked my torso seeming to pay particular attention to all my hair. She then motioned for me to bend over the hood of the taxi. I looked to Pedro so he spoke; “Three grandsons will fuck you. Not get you pregnant like girls.” I grimaced, bent and took my stance. The first young man came out, stood behind me and fished out his hardening boner. Gramma handed him a condom. He spoke in Spanish so I could only guess but I think he was pleading “Do I have to.” She ripped open the condom and began placing it on his cock. He relented, finished the job and jammed it deep in my hole. I was glad to have cum in there for lube, but even then, it hurt like fuckin hell. I screamed but he paid no attention and rammed away. With each in stroke I was getting soarer and looked pleadingly to Pedro. Pedro took this cue to distract granny. By now the other two young men were watching and saw me remove their brother’s condom, direct his raw member into my hole and very soon his young sperm was mixing with the Mexican cum stew already deep in my gut. The other two were fast learners. They let granny watch them sheath their man meat but found stealthy moments to get rid of it before they entered and soon bred my sloppy ass. The fact they all seemed a bit disgusted to be fucking a man just made me feel prouder as they ejaculated in my gifted masturbator hole. Favour completed off we went and reached the clinic a good fifty minutes before closing. They were short staffed but rushed me through the paperwork and sent me into a treatment room. I waited long enough that I was getting worried they might close before I got my PeP treatment. Then he came through the door! A male nurse dressed in scrubs that accentuated every asset of his muscular hunky body. He was even free-balling and the tent at his crotch was sizable. He quite professionally reviewed all the paperwork with me; reviewing my name, birthdate and nationality he explained he just needed to establish what brought me in and if I really wanted the treatment. I tried to rush him to hear my ‘yes I desperately need PeP, but he insisted on hearing details. “How many sexual partners have you had in the last 72 hours?” I had to do quick math; “40” I blurted “Were you the receptive partner?” “Awe, yeah, every time.” “Did any of them cum in you?” “Awe, yeah, they all did.” “Can you drop your shorts? I’m going to have to check.” I couldn’t believe my ears but did as I was asked and presented him my bare ass, His finger probed me. “Oh yeah, you’ve got quite a collection in there.” That’s when he stuck his finger in his mouth. “Mmmmm tasty!” Two fingers went up my ass, came dripping out, and were presented to my lips. “Have you had a taste?” I instinctively licked his fingers off. “Do you want some more?” he asked. I nodded yes and three fingers worked there way in my hole. He finger fucked me for a bit before finger fucking my mouth. I eagerly participated savouring every drop I could lick off. “I take it you are not on PreP.” Four fingers were now probing my hole. I’d accommodated some thick cocks over the last couple of days but nothing had stretched me like this. It was not possible to hide my groans of enjoyment. His voice broke through my revelry. “Are you on PreP?” “No” “Are you chasing?” He added his thumb. My pleasure groan included the word; “What?” “Are you hoping to get knocked up, looking to get pozed?” Why in this moment did I equivocate? “Maybe? I didn’t think I was.” “Were any of those forty loads toxic, did you know they were poz and unmedicated?” “Some I guess.” “Did you encourage them to cum in you anyway?” “A few times I guess.” “Did the word’s poz me, knock me up, ever come out of your mouth?” Just then his hole hand slid inside my outer ring. I looked past my raging hard on and there was his bare wrist being held by my hole. “Fuck me man, that feels amazing, even though I can hardly breath.” “Yeah, I thought a cum whore like you would like fisting.” “Oh, fuck yeah, don’t stop.” “Do you want me to see how deep I can ….” “Yes, yes, don’t stop!” He pushed in a few more inches, or did I push onto his arm? “I should be wearing a glove. I cut my finger just before coming in here, that’s why I was late, stopping the bleeding, I hate band aids.” “I don’t care, bleed in me, just don’t stop!” I was so full I could barely groan out the words. “I don’t think you understand.” “I don’t care, just keep fist fucking me. Please! Please! Pease!” “I’m poz and unmedicated, and your ass is torn apart. I’m literally bleeding highly toxic blood right into your veins. But you’re loving this aren’t you?” “Yes. Don’t stop, let’s see if you can get in to your elbow.” “My elbow? Are you sure? “Yes, I’m sure, never been more sure.” “Ok, but only if you agree to my deal.” He was grinning and this came out sinister. “Anything, anything at all, you can do whatever you want to me.” He began punching deeper and deeper into me the combination of pain and adrenaline rush was intoxicating. From time to time, I know I blacked out. I couldn’t believe my eyes coming to and seeing his elbow at my hole. His entire forearm buried in my stretched hole. His voice was triumphant; “A deals a deal right?” “Fuckin right man. Wow this is amazing. Anything you want.” His arm slid out to his wrist before he somehow managed to slide his raw cock inside my hole and his fist. He was masturbating his raw poz cock inside my ass. He was firm and assertive; “Now tell me without equivocation what you want slut.” “Jerk off in me man! breed me! add your toxic sperm to your toxic blood! Knock me up. Gift me.” “If I cum in you like this I won’t give you any PeP, decide fast, I’m very close.” “Do it! Cum in me! Knock me up. A deals a deal. No PeP for me” With my ass so stretched I was amazed to feel every blast spray from the slit in his cock head. Each spurt spraying my guts. 6, 7, 8, 9 shots out of his flood gates. As we were cleaning up he asked if I had really been after PeP. I assured him I had desperately come seeking it. "What changed your mind?" He asked. "I heard a hint of uncertainty when I answered your direct question, was I chasing. I knew the moment I saw you that I couldn't resist letting you knock me up if you were poz. I knew I was close to getting last minute PeP but deeper inside I knew I needed you to change my life. " Pedro was waiting with the taxi to take me back to the beach. It was dark but I could see Fred was smiling lounging in the hammock outside my room. His voice was light and airy; “So did you get your PeP?” I opened the door before calling him; “No, so get in here and finish knocking me up!”

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Fred had not missed a count. By late afternoon he kept reminding me about the eight loads in my gut and challenged me to make it a baker’s dozen at the sunset orgy. It would only take five loads and he’d be more than happy to whore out my now cum hungry ass. I agreed to go to the orgy swearing I was only going to watch and to keep him company since his week with me was ticking away. The beach was crowded with stunningly beautiful naked men to watch the sunset. A few left before the orgy began, but there was still a dense crowd. I would have been happy to stay on the edges and just watch but Fred insisted on elbowing his way through the crowd. We were in the middle and could hardly move when I felt a hand planted firmly on one of my ass cheeks. Soon a finger inched into my wet hole. My spine tingled as a soft voice spoke into my ear. “So, daddy, feels like you’ve already got a load on board. Have I got your measure?” I don’t know why I didn’t just ignore him but I’m a sucker for telling the truth and maybe I wanted to boast. “Not quite. There are eight loads in there.” “Funkin amazing pops!” By now his raw cock head was pushing at my back door. The crowd was too packed for me to move away. “Ready for number nine?” He pushed in balls deep and it felt amazing. “You poz or on Prep daddy?” “Fuck man, neither.” I confessed. “With eight loads you’re living dangerously, leaving yourself pretty vulnerable. You must love the risk.” He was starting to pound away; “Fuucckkkk, that feels good. I guess I am starting to enjoy the risk.” “Good daddy, ‘cause I don’t pull out and my viral load is through the roof.” Fred cottoned on overhearing these last words. “Is that young red head behind you raw dogging you and ready to help me knock you up?!?” I was in such ecstasy I couldn’t answer, my eyes were rolling into the back of my head. Fred’s hand found the naked cock snaking into my hole as he and the red head began making out. He broke their deep kiss long enough to declare, “Breed my friend’s ass, help me knock him up!” As I could tell the young guy must be getting close, I pushed back hard on his erection and grabbed his ass cheeks to pull him in as deep as possible. My ass orgasms milked every drop of his poison cum deep into my guts. What followed was a flurry of raw cocks pounding and breeding me. No sooner would one have unloaded and pulled out and another slid in. Before I knew it eight more strangers’ loads had sprayed deep inside me. Fred was over the moon and convinced me to get my days count up to at least 20. He became even more my pimp, and I limped home after the 28th load. No questions were asked, and no information was offered. At least three of the 28 were toxic and I had no idea about the rest. I felt like a ticking time bomb! I had another restless night’s sleep with nightmare after nightmare. I awoke with one goal and snuck out of the room without waking Fred. I wasn’t about to give him any chances to put me off getting PeP as quickly as possible. It didn’t take me any time at all to find a cab to take me to the closest city. He spoke little English and I little Spanish, but he was able to assure me he knew where to take me. As we set out on the winding roads we cobbled together enough conversation for him to let me know he recognized me from the orgy the night before. In fact he assured me I was hosting one of his loads. My cock stirred with this revelation. He apologized that the air conditioning wasn’t working in his cab and wondered if I minded if he took off his shirt. Why would I mind, I didn’t say anything, just removed mine. Unlike most Mexican cab drivers, it was clear from his bare shoulders this guy worked out. Noticing his strong neck and handsome face it dawned on me just how hot and sexy a man I had lucked upon. “You like naked beach; you be naked in my cab.” His broken English. I slipped out of my commando shorts feeling very naughty and enjoying the breeze all over. He was smiling deeply and stealing glimpses whenever he could. He rubbed his chest as he said; “Love you hairy!” And then he asked; "I fuck you again?” By now I was fondling a raging boner. He took that as a yes and we were soon driving down an abandoned side road into the dry jungle.

99.9% And the other .1% usually come around to sticking it to me raw.

Lucky Drew!

I would be almost 30 just having come out to myself. I would spend long weekends in the middle of the week with the first guy I had a long distance relationship with. He's the first guy I fucked (bb because I was no risk). He's also the first guy to fuck me, but wore protection. Anyway, he had a great selection of gay porn videos which I watched addictively when he went to work for the day. They were all early '80's tapes so there was never a condom in site. I couldn't get enough of them. With me having edged all day we would have wild sex when he got home.

I awoke the next morning with Fred’s stiff naked cock pushing at my hole. I barked as I scrambled away; "What the fuck man! What do you think you are doing?" I was pissed and frightened, I'd slept restlessly and had numerous nightmares about getting sick. "Cool off bud. I'm just continuing the fun from last night." He didn't have a hint of regret or concern in his voice. "You fucking bastered! First you silenced me and lied that I take cock raw. Then you bred me with your toxic cum. What the fuck is wrong with you?" Fred now had a hint of irritation; "What’s wrong with me? What's wrong with you? You had plenty of chances to stop things and you didn't. You knew the bar tender was poz and toxic and you told him to 'knock you up ', so why are you angry with me?" He had a point. Actually a number of points. "I'm just very frightened, I don’t want to get sick." I wined. "You've got 72 hours from last night to get PeP. Relax ass hole." His tone teased. "Fuck, I don’t know where to go for that here. We better go right after breakfast. " I knew I was being irrational. His voice was firm; "We'll go tomorrow!" It was settled. You know how we all have a friend that attracts every mosquito for miles. I became that guy that day, only instead of mosquitoes I couldn’t stop attacking cock, raw cock. It started at breakfast. Our cute young Mexican waiter was extra flirty. When I came out of the bathroom he was waiting and planted a kiss on my lips. In one motion he pushed me back into the single stall, pulled the door closed, spun me around, dropped my commando shorts, bent me over the toilet and buried his raw cock in my hole. He knew he was on the clock so this was the quickest of pump and dumps. I had no intention of telling Fred but I didn't have to. As I returned to the table he said, "Now aren't you glad you're waiting 'til tomorrow for PEP?" I blushed. Back at my room I stripped, lay my back on the bed, lifted my ankles and presented Fred my lubricated ass. He gave me a fantastic fuck and just as he finished breeding me the maid knocked. We quickly gathered our things and headed to the swimming end of the beach for a salt water rinse and cool down and to soak in some sun on our naked bodies. A handsome gay couple in their thirties lay nearby. Fred kept telling me one of them was ogling me. I just tried to ignore Fred and the young guy. After a bit I noticed the same guy scribble a note before he got up and walked right by Fred and I. He dropped the note in front of my face. "Wait 1 minute. Then follow me to the hotel pool." the note read. He waited at the path up the embankment away from the beach long enough to be sure I saw where he was headed. I was going to ignore the note but Fred was having no part of that. As much to silence Fred as anything I headed off. When I got to the hotel pool the guy was leaning on the bathroom door. He followed me in and pushed me into a shower stall before he spoke. "We've got to be quick, that's my husband on the beach. I saw your performance at the bar last night. Ever since you arrived this morning I've been waiting for the right opportunity to fuck you. Hubby and I always play safe with a third. He'd kill me but I need my raw cock in your ass." I didn't argue. Heart racing I just leaned against the wall and reveled at what a cum slut I’d become in one evening. He took a little longer than the waiter, but not much. It wasn't even 11 a.m. and I returned to Fred and my towel with three loads in my ass. My plan was to keep silent but the twinkle in Fred’s eyes told me I had no secrets. Fred jumped at the invitation from the gay couple for us to join them for lunch. I've never felt so awkward in my life knowing I was hosting a load from the one partner in my gut. The cheated on partner decided to invite us back to their room for a foursome. Fred and my last breeder jumped at the chance. I decided since it would be safe play that I could manage. Daisy wheel sucking ensued and everyone seemed to be getting on famously. Fred decided to tell the couple that I love to get fucked. The cheated on husband retrieved condoms and lube. His partner suited up and aimed for my hole. Fred distracted the cheated on husband. I felt my hole being breached, but was sure there was no rubber. I looked back and the removed sheath was stuffed into my mouth. Fred kept the cheated partner busy as his partner raw fucked and dumped a second load into me. Fred was next to fuck me and also managed to stealth breed me with the cheating partner distracting his husband. Finally the desieved partners sheathed cock was ravaging my hole. I'd been fucked lots of times with protection but hadn't been able to compare it with skin on skin fucks. This was so uncomfortable compared to earlier this day and my first bb fucks of the night before. I was just about ready to beg he take it off when the feeling changed. The condom had broken, but I didn't say anything. This top also painted my guts and was mortified that he hadn't noticed the broken condom. It was only as Fred and I walked away from their place that Fred told me he had managed to switch their lube out for his Vaseline. Further, while I was receiving my third stealth load of the afternoon Fred was knocking up the cheating partner who hadn't asked any questions when he saw a chance to mount Fred’s raw cock without detection from his occupied hubby.

As they were trading places I began my protest. “No fucking way Fred. You know I don’t want this! Fuuuccckkkkkk!!!” He was already plunging his toxic raw tool into my hole. The other’s had stretched and lubricated it but his member, especially when fully hard, was much bigger than any of theirs. “God, I knew your hole would feel fantastic on my raw cock. And of course you want it. You told the last guy you wanted it, you told him to breed you.” “You fucking ass Fred! You know this is different, and you know I don’t want what you have.” I continued to protest. My mouth protested, my body and ass participated. Then my mouth stopped talking and started participating cleaning the cum covered cock presented to it. The mixture of three guys cum was tainted with the slight copper hint of my blood. They may not have been as big as Fred, but clearly, they had done some damage. Cock cleaned and taste enthusiastically enjoyed my mouth was free again. “Ok Fred, you’ve had your fun. And yes, before you ask, yes, you give an amazing fuck! your cock feels fantastic … oh …. fuck … you keep hitting my prostrate. Talk about pain mixed with pleasure. … oh yeah ,,, fuuccckkkk. But much as I love this you’ve got to stop ….oh fuck yeah … that’s it right there … oh yeah … right there.” “I’m confused, one moment you say stop but then you encourage me to pound away. Which is it?” Fred wondered. “Keep fucking me … oh yeah … just like that … fuuucccckkkk!!! But don’t cum in me.” “You let those other guys breed you and I didn’t hear you ask them any questions.” He never missed a beat as he spoke. “Fuuuccckkk mmeeee Fred … oh yeah, don’t stop, … oh fuuccckkk yeah!” “I’m getting close” he warned. “Don’t cum …. And for God’s sake don’t stop ….” “I can’t hold off any longer” He wasn’t even trying. “Keep fucking me, but don’t breed me. Fuck NO FRED, I SAID NO!” He was pushed deep into me unloading like a fire hose. “Why did you do that? I told you, I begged you not to cum in me. Holy fuck man, what have you done?” He planted a big sloopy kiss on my lips and pulling off to say; “I’ve wanted to do that to you for so long. Thanks bud.” “You are most certainly not welcome. Well, I mean thanks for the fuck, It was amazing. But you knew I didn’t want your cum!” By now I had forgotten we had an audience. That was until a big hairy bear walked up and presented his massive thick cock to my mouth. I was busy trying to manage the thing stretching my jaw and the argument with Fred had gone out the window. The crowd took hold of me, creating a human sling they directed my ass to the bear’s huge erection. Now, we all see those guys in bars that we want to have sex with so badly we’d give them a month of our wages for one night. This bear was my guy. I’d seen him behind the bar when we first arrived. Shirtless, dark tan, gorilla hair over his chest shoulder’s, back and arms. Thick beard and deep smiling brown eyes. Every inch of his massive being was drawing me in. He made sure he had my full attention and slowly motioned down to a dark tattoo almost hiding in the only closely cropped hair on his body. His bush. I could hardly make it out as he seemed to trace it, slowly it emerged and came into focus. It was a biohazard, poised right there above his massive toxic bat. Drawing my eyes back to his the squint asked without the need of a word if I understood. I cautiously and slowly nodded my head once. With one hand he used fore finger and thumb to make a hole, With the other he poked his fore finger through the hole a symbol I took for fucking. Again, his eyes were seeking permission. I slowly nodded. He motioned again to the tattoo. This was my chance to stop this insanity. I mirrored his hand signal with my two hands, pumping in and out a few times before plunging in deep and tightly grasping hold of the penetrating finger. It was now his turn to nod his head to indicate complete understanding. His raw cock head began to kiss my dripping hole. He leaned forward and we kissed passionately, mouth to mouth. His thick mushroom cock head breached my outer ring and I screamed with pain. He held steady until he could feel me pushing onto him with my ass. 2 inches, 3 , inches, a few deep breaths, 8 inches, 9 inches (my inner thought’s ‘holy fuck!”) 11 inches, 11.5, 11.75 (‘holy shit’) Finally it was all the way in, 12 inches, bottomed out and impaled inside me. The human sling, he and I all worked in perfect synchronicity to provide me the deepest wildest fuck I had ever received before. After a couple minutes of this heavenly treatment, I finally heard his deep base voice. “Are you already poz or on Prep boy?” (at sixty I love being called boy by my rugged top no mater what his age.) My voice was feeble, “Neither. I’m negative, and I’m not on any protection.” “But you know what my tattoo is about, and you motioned for me not to pull out. You know I’m going to knock you up? Right boy?” Me even more feeble; “Awe. Yeah … I guess so?” Bear to the human sling guys, “What do you guys think? Do I knock this guy up, right hear, right now?” They broke into a cheer and chant, “Breed him, knock him up! Breed him, poz his ass!” The bear was holding my face so I was looking him straight in the eye, he was demanding I answer. Quietly I almost whispered “OK”, his eyes demanded I expand on what I meant, “OK, cum in me.” I used a normal volume. His eyes glared at me, if smiling eyes can glare, and I knew I had to shout, “Oh Fuckin breed my negative ass already! Knock me up, give me every drop of your toxic seaman.” I had no sooner finished and he was buried deep inside me convulsing toxic spew up my ass like there was no tomorrow. Blast after blast coated my permeable gut walls.

18 and ready to poz up for such sex gods ... keep it cumming!

Public BJ to Public Pozing My good friend Fred has been poz for over a decade. He’s been very fortunate and never needed to go on meds. Even if he had needed them, I’m not sure he would have. He loves passing on his ‘GIFT’. Mostly he finds willing ‘receivers’, some who even beg. Don’t get me wrong I love my friend; but, I wouldn’t put the odd stealth pozing past him. He’s got about a dozen confirmed notches on his seroconversions belt. And he’s very proud of these stats! He brags about them and more than hints that he could probably add at least a half dozen. We’ve never had sex. He’s tried many times, even gotten me very drunk in hopes I would let down my safe sex guard. But it has never worked. I’ve asked him outright In our sober moments if he would even take a moment to hesitate to poz me if I gave him a chance. “Not for one second.” was his adamant reply. Thus my commitment to not even perform oral on his beautiful big cock. Oh yes, I’d seen it while at nude beaches. I’d even seen it hard and in the action of raw fucking and breeding a willing ‘receiver’ on a gay club dance floor. I love giving oral to a beautiful big cock but there was no way I’d take this chance with Fred. This story is about a vacation in Mexico where I let down my guard. Big mistake. I love this beach village with Mexico’s only official clothing optional beach and go for a month each winter. Fred has heard me rave about the place and its notorious gay orgies after sunset. Being a card-carrying safe sex proponent I’d only heard of these. I had never even gone to witness the debauchery. Fred invited himself to join me for a week in the middle of my stay. On the first night of his visit we got caught up on each other’s lives over a fantastic meal at one of the villages excellent restaurants. Fred was exhausted with jet lag, so it was off to my room making an early night of it. He propositioned me to share his bed but as we both sleep in the nude I politely declined. On the second night Fred insisted we check out one of the gay bars in town. I’d heard they had added a dark room and made the mistake of telling Fred. The bar was quite crowded by the time we got there. We had to push our way through a cluster of guys masturbating and sucking on each other to get to the bar. Drinks in hand we found a couple seats to watch this group of hunky guys play. Fred wanted to join in and I encouraged him, but he declined in favour of checking out the dark room. This room had been roped off for the night and a bar staff person rudely made sure we understand it was off limits. By now our seats had been occupied so we stood with the crowd watching the blatant display of public sex. Fred kept pestering me that he wanted to join in. I encouraged him to do so. He complained he just wanted ‘someone’ (glaring at me) to give him a public blow job. I pushed back through to the bar and got us stronger drinks. As I sipped mine watching the sexual antics Fred gulped his down and was soon back from the bar with refills for us both. I teased him that I’d never fallen for this trick in the past, what made him think tonight would be different? He grinned, “You can’t blame a guy for trying. Come on, just a public BJ, you don’t even have to suck me off.” After yet another round he never let up. I was now tipsy and the sexual energy in the bar just kept ramping up. Fred’s hand moved to my crotch, and he commented that I was clearly excited. I reached inside his shorts and found his member fully hard and ready for action. He took this as permission, dropped his shorts, and man handled me down to have his monster in front of my lips. Thinking I could just tease him and put an end to his complaining I kissed the precum from the tip of his cock. He decided it was "game on', took hold of my head with his right hand and angled his cock deep into my throat with his other hand. He was soon face fucking me with abandon. I tried fighting him off, but not for long. I love cock sucking and soon decided to let my exhibitionist shadow self come out in this public setting. I went to work on his poz stick like a greedy four-year-old on his first popsicle. I decided I was going to bring him over the edge with my mouth no matter what. I knew he was determined to get his toxic load into me and add me to his belt notches. In accordance with harm reduction, I would at least control that it go down my throat. I worked and worked and worked his cock using every trick in my oral repertoire but he wasn’t cumming. I was getting close to giving up when someone behind me exposed my ass by pulling down my shorts. ‘Damn”, I though ‘I shouldn’t have come here commando.’ Soon a stranger’s lips were at my hole, and I was having to good a time to worry about getting Fred off. I was lost in anal pleasure and the vigor of the face fuck had me reveling in being sexually used in such a public place. I didn’t notice the guy behind me had stood until I felt him lean over my back. Chills went through my spine as he spoke into me ear. “I want to fuck your gorgeous ass bro, but I didn’t bring a condom.” Fred overheard this, using both hands he pushed my head firmly down onto his cock and spoke for me. “He never uses them, fuck him raw,” “But I’m not a great top, if I do that I’ll probably unload just pushing in.” The stranger confessed. Fred; “oh yeah! Fuckin breed him, he’ll love it!!!!” I couldn’t protest, my mouth was full, and Fred's grip was immense. I could feel the strangers wet warm release as he plunged deep into my ass. Chills again shot through my spine as he once more spoke into my ear. “Fuckin great bro, thanks!” As soon as he pulled out another stranger’s cock was sliding into my now well lubricated hole. Resigned to my fate I doubled my oral efforts to be sure Fred’s toxic load was released deep into my throat. Fred noticed the change and released the pressure on the back of my head. It occurred to me this was my chance to flee but the spit roast was just too enjoyable. Ten minutes of both my holes being pounded gave me lots of opportunities to keep this from going further but I was also enjoying being centre stage of a very admiring crowd. With no warning the second stranger blasted his load into my vulnerable hole. He collapsed onto my back and as he regained his breath rational reason tried to regain control of my brain. But when I saw a third stranger tapping the second spent top, I nodded my assent. I even removed Fred’s cock from my mouth to proclaim, “My ass is all yours, give me your raw cock.” Five minutes later I could tell this top was getting close. Emptying my mouth once again and turning my head I was surprised to hear these words come out of my mouth; “Don’t stop, don’t pull out.” He was already blasting away. Fred’s voice was next speaking to my third breeding stranger; “Come switch places with me, he’ll clean the cum off your cock.”

Please ripper ... cum in me! ☣️☣️☣️💦💦💦💦💦💦💦💦💦

Great story

How incredibly lucky for you and your ass. Am I jealous? Yeah. Congratulations.

I was a scrawny little guy in grades 9 and 10 (about 4' 10") as well as a nerd so by grade 11 when I suddenly shot up to almost 6 feet I wasn't taking gym. Although I didn't have language for it then the change room and showers excited and embarrassed me way to much to do anything but retreat into a corner to get changed as fast and inconspicuously as possible. I might have showered twice, but was just too terrified to look around even as desperately as I wanted to. I suspect this is part of what drives my current passion for naked sunbathing and exhibitionism!

One 19 year old Moroccan ... about to be knocked up ... in the continuation of this toxic hot story.

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