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One of the guys standing against the wall pulled up his trousers and dug a tissue from his pocket, wiping the crack of his arse before fastening up his belt and leaving through the door into the corridor. I looked around at the group of men who had followed me into the cinema and felt my heart start to pound . I descended the two steps into the standing space and moved against the wall. With trembling fingers, I undid my trousers, and pushed them and my underpants down to my ankles. The man next to me grinned, and offered me a battered tube of KY. I unscrewed the cap, squeezed a dollop onto my fingers and rubbed it into my hole, feeling the cool lube on me. I was only just in time. Several guys squeezed into the space behind me as I gave the lube back and rested my arms on the top of the wall and watched the screen where the twinks were playing. Bodies crowded behind me, and I felt rough fingers pulling my buttocks apart. Suddenly, a long, thin cock probed my cunt and began to slide up me. I gasped with shock and excitement as the smooth length slid right up me and then began to thrust in and out. There were gasps and soft grunts behind me and a voice whispered "Fuck it. Fuck that hole." The man in me lowered his trousers and raised his shirt so I could feel his fat, hairy belly pushing against my arse. It was really hot in that small space, and I began to sweat profusely. Poppers were shoved under my nose, and I gratefully took a deep sniff, feeling my body melt in surrender to the urgent thrusts in and out of my rectum. "Look at that" someone else said, "he fuckin' loves it." The man in me gave a grunt of pleasure as his cock swelled and spurted into me. He sighed happily and pulled out and a gush of his spunk dripped onto the floor. "Christ!" someone laughed. "Dirty little sod's doing it bareback!" There was some jostling behind me, and I looked over my shoulder to see a fat black guy, face running with sweat and shirt unbuttoned to reveal a pair of tits and a huge belly. He dropped his pants, and I just had a glimpse of a dark, fat, veiny cock before he pushed it into me, crushing me against the wall with his bulk. He began to fuck me with slow, delicious strokes until I was gasping for breath and my hole had flowered open around his shaft. "Like that, bitch?" he whispered into my ear. "Like that big cock up your cunt?" I moaned and nodded, thrusting back to meet him and feeling his sweaty belly against my back. "Want my cum, boy?" he breathed, the thrusts in my arse getting faster. I gasped in pleasure and he said "Dirty bitch, came here to get knocked up, didn't you?" I knew what he meant and felt my body shiver with fear, but it was too late now. I was crushed helplessly against the wall. "Gonna give you my poison," he breathed "and you be knocked up good." His hand snaked around and clamped over my mouth and then he gave a loud snort of pleasure and his cock throbbed and swelled, throbbed and swelled and I knew he was pozzing me. When he'd finished, he pulled his cock out of me, scooped up the cum running between my cheeks, and pushed into me with his finger. I heard him laugh and say." Well now, boys, bitch wants knocking up. Who else's got a good strong, dirty load for him?" Next to me was the thin, middle-aged guy who had given me the lube and had been standing naked against the wall, hoping to entice a cock into his flaccid, wrinkly buttocks. The veins stood out on his legs and arms and he had a firm, round pot belly. His cock was rigid as he had watched events, and I saw him give an evil grin, as he said "Me next" The black guy put his face close to mine and whispered. "This guy has full-blown AIDS. You sure you want him?" I said nothing, although my heart pounded in my chest and my mouth was dry with fear. He patted me gently on the shoulder as he said to the other guy "Guess he's all yours, John." The wasted creature got behind me and I felt the first stab of his diseased cock and then it slid up me in a rush. " Oh God" I gasped, taking another his of poppers and giving myself up to depravity. The black guy gently stroked my hair and whispered soothingly "It's ok, kid. Just relax. Take his babies." The man was fucking me like a rabbit and gasping with excitement. "Here it comes!" he gasped and the black guy held my face, turning it to kiss him as the poz spunk began to flow into me. Tears rolled down my cheeks, whether with happiness or fear I couldn't say, but when it was done and the thin man had backed off into the crowd, I could only surrender as the black guy pulled me sideways and bent me over, reaching over to spread my cheeks so the cum could be clearly seen leaking from my hole. "Who's next?" he asked.

The pig will out -part 3 Shortly after this, I got a job in London, which meant I didn't have much time for play, but I was hooked: I needed to be bred, almost as if my body was in heat and was desperate to be impregnated. I met a guy in a bar and he told me about a gay cinema not far from where I was working. He said it in a disparaging way - "full of old trolls, got to be desperate to go there as I bet you'd catch something" - without realising that was like a honeypot to a fly, and I found myself obsessing on the prospects of checking the place out, so I bunked off work, telling them I had the 'flu (!) and headed over there. It was a small, nondescript door in a row of shops and at first I thought he had been kidding me, but the door opened when I buzzed, and I found myself in a small reception area with a bored looking guy at a desk with hard core gay porn playing on some monitors behind him. I gave him the entrance money and he indicated a bank of lockers on one wall. "you're welcome to leave your stuff." He leered at me and looked me up and down. "I think you're gonna have a good time. The dirty fuckers down there like fresh meat." I felt my cock swell when he said that and my chest tightened with excitement. He indicated some stairs leading down to a basement. Taking a deep breath, I descended into depravity. At the bottom, it was gloomy and smelled of piss, sweat and spunk like it hadn't been cleaned in years. There was a short corridor with a cinema on the left with about 20 seats, filled with rough looking guys, mostly middle aged, watching a trannie on the screen getting fucked bareback. On the other side was a similar sized room with a screen showing twinks sucking each other in a field, but at the back of the room, behind the last row of seats was a low wall above which I could see the heads of three guys obviously standing to watch the movie. Intrigued, I went up the shallow steps to the back and round the wall, where my heart skipped a beat. The three of them were standing against the wall, trousers and underwear around their ankles, presenting their pale, bare backsides to the narrow space behind them in which was a door way to the corridor. They were all middle aged or older, silver hair glinting in the light from the screen. They looked eagerly at me and I could see lube glistening between the flaccid buttocks of the guy nearest me. At that moment, the door opened and a small, middle-eastern guy with a pock-marked face squeezed into the space behind the row of waiting holes. He opened his jeans and levered out a long, thick cock which hardened in his boney fingers. He grinned at me and chose his victim, a short, tubby guy who looked like a nice old grandad, and began to fuck him. The old guy barely moved or reacted, other than to grunt a little as the cock in his arse began to thrust harder, his eyes still fixed on the screen. The middle-eastern guy suddenly gave a snort of pleasure and thrust tightly into the old man as he emptied his spunk into him. After a few moments, he withdrew his glistening cock, slipped it back into his jeans and was gone. My eyes had adjusted to the gloom, and I gasped as I saw little puddles of spunk on the floor beneath each man's naked buttocks. My body shook with the realisation that they were there to be impregnated by any cock that needed them, like bitches in heat. By now, the little cinema room had filled with guys who had obviously noticed the newbie in their midst and and I knew what I was going to do.....

The pig will out - part 2 When I got home, I panicked about what I'd done and the fact that I had unprotected sex with strangers I couldn't even see. I swore to keep away from that place and for a couple of weeks I was a good boy. I was very stressed in case I came down with the fuck 'flu, but after a couple of weeks it kinda receded into the background, and I found myself really horny and felt the need for sex really bad. One night, almost without thinking, I found myself in the car next to the playing field, almost as if my body needed to breed and was taking over my rational mind, even as my rational mind was saying 'Oh, you've done it once and everything is okay. You can do it again and get away with it.' I got out of the car and went over to the old public toilet. It seemed pretty quiet, but when I stepped inside it was full of bodies, and the darkness was full of the smells of sweat, piss and spunk. Immediately, hands reached for my body, grabbing the bulge in my jeans and pulling at my belt. Dry, urgent whispered voices, surrounded me as guys pulled off my tee shirt and dragged my trousers and underwear down. "Fuck, yeah, nice body," someone breathed. "Gonna get fucked tonight, boy?" whispered another, as a wet mouth engulfed my cock. I stepped out of my clothing and stood naked in the darkness, which seemed to excite the crowd of men around me, who jostled each other to suck my cock, explore my arse, and plunge their tongues into my mouth. Poppers were thrust under my nose, and in the chemical rush, two thoughts crossed my mind, first, that the guys were barely men, they were more like demons in the darkness, wanting to spread their seed and damning anyone who came into their clutches, and second, how incredibly excited I was at the extent of my depravity. "Get 'im bent over!" someone said with an evil chuckle, "Fuck the bitch." I was pulled firmly into the rear of the toilet and shoved into a cubicle. I couldn't see virtually anything, but apparently a man was already sitting on the pan and I positioned so his fat, stiffening cock was against my mouth. I felt his fingers separate my lips, and his cock slid into my mouth. Eager fingers were spreading my arse and I felt the familiar cold, slippery lube being applied. The man seated on the pan bent low and stuck a bottle of poppers under my nose, hissing "Well now, what have we here? Dirty little bitch," adding a laugh that sounded like dry leaves on a pavement. I felt hands holding me open and then the first cock began to force itself into me, the head widening my hole, and then slipping into me with a rush. I groaned as I was fucked, holding onto the thighs of the man sitting before me, while I greedily sucked on his cock. Then I heard the man in my arse grunting, and felt his cock throb as he came. He withdrew his cock roughly, and someone else's rough finger was thrust into me, who briefly explored my hole, and then excitedly asked "Oh yeah, he's wet. Who's next?" A thick, slimey cock slid up me, and a huge belly rested on my back as a fat troll got in the saddle and began to fuck my arse. After two or three minutes, his thrusts became more urgent, and then he pushed hard against me and groaned loudly as he shot his spunk into my dripping hole. Suddenly, a lighter flared as the man seated on the toilet lit a cigarette, even as I kept sucking his cock. I managed to catch a glimpse of his thin, wasted face, his sunken cheeks and the sores around the mouth. The man's eyes, however, were his most striking feature. They seemed to suggest they were as old as time and utterly pitiless in the intensity with which he bored into my soul. "Welcome to the brotherhood," he grinned, as his cock began to spurt in my mouth, adding "Dirty seed for a dirty boy!" I knew then I was lost forever....

Working in wolverhampton during the week, and looking for hot, sleazy barebacking and swapping loads. Can anyone help?

Poz night at the locker room is pretty cool. Everyone barebacks.

I was feeling horny, so I phoned in sick and went to the sauna in the next town. It is down a side-street in a pretty run down area. The place is none too clean, and the clientele tend to be older, sleazy and not exactly in shape, but I was only interested in stiff cocks. I undressed, put my stuff in a locker and then headed upstairs, wearing just a towel, heading for the third floor where the darkrooms, cubicles and slings are located. As I expected, the third floor was dark and smelled of body odor. As my eyes adjusted, I saw a space off to one side with a bench on one wall. I could just make out a figure laying there, so I went inside and began feeling his body, my hand sliding down his heavy belly, and when I reached his crotch I found a stubby erection standing straight-up. Sighing happily, I knelt beside him and began to suck the veiny cock which oozed pre-cum onto my tongue. My towel had slid down and my bare ass was up-raised. Suddenly I felt a hand on my ass, and a finger dripping with lube sliding into my arse hole. I gasped, but before I could react anymore, the finger was replaced with a long, thin cock which slid smoothly into my rectum. I barely had time to realise he wasn't wearing a condom when the fat guy lying beneath me produced some poppers and clamped the bottle to my nose. I inhaled deeply and felt my body sag in sweet surrender to the naked cock sliding deliciously in and out of me. It was all over so quickly. He stiffened, gasped and then his cock was throbbing and spurting into me. After he finished, he slid out, gave a low chuckle and said "You're fucked, sunshine" and then he was gone. I was still flying from the poppers, barely able to understand what I had done when the fat guy pulled me down to the bench onto my side, with my back to him, his arms locked around my chest, his belly squashed against my back, and his thick, blunt cock nosing easily into my sperm-filled hole. He grunted and began to thrust, at the same time producing the bottle and forcing me to sniff. "Aw, christ!" he gasped "Gonna cum in you, boy." And then his whole body rippled and shook, I realised a second man had cum in my ass. When he was finished, I rolled away and lay on my back, gasping. He clambered heavily over me and ruffled my hair, laughed and remarked "Hope you liked what I gave you!" Then he was gone. Later, I went down to the coffee bar and started chatting with a moustached guy with pierced nipples. He said he wanted to fuck me, but, as I had noticed a discreet biohazard tattoo on his hip, I answered his invitation asking "I'm not sure, but you're poz, aren't you?" He gave an evil laugh and said "I wouldn't worry about that. Your ass has already been mentioned in despatches by some good friends of mine. You've been pozzed twice today already!" He finished his coffee and stood up. The towel stood out with the outline of a a heavy erection. "C'mon," he invited, adding "your arse is mine...."

hi. Had it checked out but it's nothing. Though it keeps coming back - could be herpes i guess

I used to practically live in the local toilets when i was a young man, after reading about what happened in them in a local newspaper. I was young and horny all the time, and it seemed to me I had discovered pig heaven when all I had to do was visit one of the toilets I knew was gay (usually off the beaten track) and in minutes I would be happily shooting my load into some old troll bending before me and glad to receive fresh sperm in his fat ass. Of course, word got around given I was a lot younger than the faggots who inhabited the dark, pissy ancient toilets in that run-down part of town. Soon they got to know my habits and there were always five or six of them waiting for me, sweat-stained tee shirts and dirty pants encrusted with cum around the crotch. One of them would drop his pants and bend over, offering me his slimey ass as the others urged me on, feeling my cock with their horny, calloused fingers as it slid in and out of the asshole until I came. Of course, they started working on me to give them my ass, dragging my pants down and fingering my hole when they could, but I resisted as I'd read somewhere that getting fucked was a lot more risky than fucking. Then, one day, as I found myself the centre of attention of a group of old, fat men in a toilet under some railway arches, someone pressed a brown bottle under my nose. It was a strong, glue-like aroma and before I knew it they'd held my nostrils open and I'd sucked the solvent into my lungs. Of course, I was lost. I felt giddy, excited and without inhibitions. Someone kissed me, whiskers scratching my face and a slimey tongue pushing into my mouth. I groaned with lust and heard then chuckle. "That a boy" someone said. "Knew we'd get him sooner or later." My clothes had gone, I don't know how, and my shoulders were forced down to suck a thick, veiny cock projecting from under a fat belly. Something cool and greasy was rubbed into my hole, the bottle was shoved under my nose, and then a long, thin cock suddenly slid up me with a rush of pure pleasure. I groaned again. " Oh boy!" I heard someone say." Breed him good! Line up guys and lets knock-up the little slut." The man in me grunted, shuddered and gasped and I realised he had cum in my ass. I was shocked, excited and frightened but it was too late now and the men around me were urgent, animal like and eager to breed. Another cock, much fatter this time slid up me, its progress eased by the cum in my hole and I groaned and gave myself up to the pleasure of it. "You dirty slut" he whispered in my ear. "Thought you could just get us to line up for you for free?" He was gasping and shuddering as his cock speared into me. "Well..." he gasped. " Now its payback time and you are gonna get knocked up like the pig you are." I felt goosebumps on my skin as he spoke, knowing what was happening but helpless with lust. He gave a loud grunt and I felt his cock throb and spurt, throb and spurt. Then he pulled out and slapped my ass. "Welcome to the club, kid. Who's next?"

Hi Guys I've got a rash on my cock. Doesn't hurt and not sore, but is kinda blotchy. I've attached a picture but it's not too clear in the photograph. Any ideas what it could be? thanks

I have always been a bottom, but during the 90's I was a good little pig and always made sure to use condoms. Anonymous sex really turns me on, and I spent a lot of time in public toilets sucking and being fucked. To be honest, I didn't really care what they looked like, although I have the hots for older daddies, as long as they had a nice stiff cock. During that time, I got to know a middle-aged Indian guy and we played a lot together and with other guys in the local toilets. I think he saw something in me, because he encouraged me to give myself more and more to anyone around, and kept talking about doing it bareback and how he knew I was really a dirty boy and I really wanted it. One night, he took me to a toilet near some playing fields. It was an old, brick block set back amongst some bushes. There was no light inside and I felt anxious as he led me towards the black doorway. Inside, it was quite small with a long urinal on one wall and two cubicles on the other. The only light was from an occasional passing car and I saw several shadowy figures standing quietly against the urinal. We went up and stood beside them and my friend unzipped my trousers and dragged my cock out. As he bent to suck me, I felt hands caress my arse through my jean and horny fingers squeezed the base of my cock. "Nice" I heard someone whisper, their stale breath behind my ear. The indian guy's fingers were on my belt as he sucked me, and suddenly he dragged my trousers and pants down. A finger ploughed between my cheeks, probing my hole. I was getting a bit scared. I couldn't see anything, and the hot, sweaty bodies closing in on me made me nervous. Suddenly, a bottle was thrust under my nose. "Take a deep sniff, kid." I sniffed the poppers, and the bottle was withdrawn. I felt giddy, warm, and relaxed. The Indian guy stood back and someone dragged my head forward and thrust a fat, slimey cock into my mouth. I was suddenly really horny and then some cold, slippery lube was applied to my mancunt and I thrust back to meet the scaley fingers. A forefinger ploughed up me, and I winced as the rough nail scratched me on the way in. "Man," came a whisper " He wants it bad." The indian said. " Give him the poppers and fuck his arse" The bottle appeared under my nose as I sucked. I sniffed, my head swam, and suddenly I felt a fat cock-head nosing into my cunt. I reached back and realised he wasn't wearing a condom! I started to rise, but a strong hand pushed my shoulders back down and a hoarse voice said "Easy kid, you know you want it." The cock pushed against my hole, and suddenly slid up me in a delicious, slippery rush. "Oh yeaah!" He said, his fat, hairy belly against my cheeks and his cock buried to the hilt. What was I doing! How could I let some stranger I couldn't even see fuck me bare? But his cock started to slide in and out of me, and it felt so good I could only groan with pleasure. "Give him the poppers" he breathed and more fumes filled my nose. His thrusts were deep and urgent and I realised he wasn't going to pull out. No! I shouldn't do this! But it felt soooo good and so wrong that the excitement was unbelieveable. Suddenly, his whole body spasmed and shook and he gasped "cumming!" as he spurted in me. WHAT HAD I DONE? He could be poz! The Indian guy's face was next to mine and he whispered. "There you go. His spunk's in you now." I heard a low chuckle and the man said. "Yeah, knocked him up good!" I felt my blood run cold and yet it felt so dirty, so incredibly sexy that I just remained bent over, my hands on the cold wet wall as the indian guy said "I knew you wanted it!" I felt his hands reach over and spread my arse cheeks. I couldn't see a thing it was so dark, and yet , and yet... " Who's next" He whispered. A short, fat cock slid into me and fucked me quickly in short, urgent thrusts and in seconds it swelled and spurted in me. I was lost, literally giving myself to the darkness as my indian friend stroked my face and whispered encouragement as cock after cock bred me until the sperm ran out of me..... 10

Ringing the buzzer with a shaking hand and wondering if the people at the bus top knew what the place was. A big black guy opens the door and lets me in. Its dim with a bar in the centre and lockers to one side. On the other side is a sling and a black doorway leading to the dark room. There are about twenty guys there, all naked because its boots only. They aren't young and most are flabby or thin or balding. But several are sporting obviously Viagra induced erections and they eye me hungrily as I undress and put my things in the locker. I go over to the bar, naked as a baby, hugely excited and frightened at the same time as this is my first visit. I know what to expect, and yet I can't believe I'm doing this. A group or guys at the bar, one with a thick PA in his cock, turn and smile at me. "Nice tats" says the guy with the PA looking at the vine leaves curling out of the crack in my arse. My drink comes and I feel a hand sliding over my arse and a finger probing my hole. "Mmmm" he says "ready lubed,eh?" I nod and thrust back to meet his finger. ""Haven't seen you before."He says as the other men start to move in, hands curling around my cock and tweaking my nipples. I am panting with desire and unable to resist. "Dirty basterd, ain't you?" He says "Come here to get knock up." His words send a shiver down my spine and I feel them guide me over to the sling. In a daze I lie back and they raise my legs to the stirrups. What am I doing? Do I really want this? They are all over me and a bottle of poppers is thrust under my nose. I am lost, damned, unable to believe whats happening but wanting it at the same time. The big man is between my legs. I feel the cold steel and then the fat head of his cock slides into me. "Ohhh!" I gasp. "Easy, boy," he says "Relax and don't fight it. You know you want it" He doesn't last long. I feel his cock throbbing in me as he cums, and I know I am just a bitch with a dog in heat breeding me. He finshes, steps back and grins. "Next!" He says. There is a scramble, and then a thin man is in position and sliding into me with a wicked grin and I know I have found my destiny....

Just got back from a meeting in London. I slipped away early and vsited a sleazy gay cinema near King's cross. It is small and dark and normally full of old trolls wanking off to the movies. You can stand at the back and pretty much do what you want as the management never seems to down into the screen room. It smells, and the floor is always slippy with cum. I descended the stairs and went into the small theater which has about 20 seats. It was unusually full with a number of guys standing at the back. They were all middle-aged or older and watching a tall, thin black guy of about 50 or so who had his trousers and pants down and was jacking off a long, smooth cock. I opened my fly and dragged out my cock and rubbed it hard. The black guy flashed me a grin and beckoned me over. We jacked each other for a while and then I bent over and sucked his dick which was drooling pre-cum. I noticed the men around me start to get their cocks out. The black guy started feeling my arse and I undid my belt so he could push my pants down and expose it to his probing finger. I stood up and let my trousers fall to my ankles. We kissed and then he turned me round and I felt his cock pushing between my arse-cheeks. He bent me over a seat and spat on my hole. I felt my heart start to pound and then he pressed some poppers under my nose. I was lost. My head swam and I felt my arse-hole open as his cock slid in me - bare. No question of condoms. It was deep and smooth and I groaned as he fucked me. The men clustered round, and I was surrounded by stiff cocks. I took one in my mouth and felt horny old fingers spreading my cheeks so they could see the cock sliding into me. After a while, he bent over me and I felt his hot breath on my ear. "You're a dirty slut, aren't you?" I could only nod in reply. "I wanna see all these men fuck you" he whispered. I shuddered and reached for his poppers and took a deep sniff. I heard him chuckle and then his cock left me. I looked over my shoulder and saw him beckon to a fat old man who had taken off his shirt and dropped his pants. His cock was fat and white in the gloom. The old troll waddled over and I felt his cock nosing into me. I panicked and tensed up, but the black guy fed me more poppers and whispered "Relax, baby. Go with it. You know you want it, don't you?" The fat guy was in me now, huffing and blowing as he fucked me. He didn't last long. Before I knew it, I felt him throb and my arsehole went wet with his sperm. What had I done? He pulled out, and the black guy held my shoulders down. "Who's next?" he whispered. And then another cck slid up me and I felt myself letting go, giving myself up to it as the second cock spurted in me. As a third one slid up me, the black guy bent and whispered in my ear. "You're really fucked now, baby. When he's done I'm going to fuck you too and give you my gift. Welcome to the club"

Hot story. I love saunas. Something primeval about stripping off, entering the dark room and bending over for whoever is there. Getting bred until the cum drips down your leg and then going back for more...

Went to the locker room HIV party last month. Was awesome! Lots of guys and lots of fucking raw. Got really piggy - you only had to bend over in any part of the sauna and you instantly had a cock up you. Took several toxic loads until cum was dripping down my thigh. I'll be back!

Its my story. I wrote it a couple of years ago - and its all true! The cinema is still there and I still cruise it for loads, though I'm poz now.

Absolutely love dark rooms. It's really exciting to go to a sauna, strip off and walk naked into a darkroom. Sensing and feeling bodies all around you, but unable to see who's there. Your excitement grows as they close in on you. Fingers probe between your buttocks, sliding in the lube you've already put there and urgent hands start to bend you over. Should you do it? The first cock starts to slide into your hole. There's still time to stop, but it feels so good.....Then the raw cock is inside, you arch your back and start to breed like the pig you are.

Hi My doc is offering to switch me to either raltegravir (isentress) or Etravirine (Intelence). They are reasonably new and I can't find much about them. Anyone using these? Any side effects? thanks

So, anyone know what happened with the Fort? Is it gone for good?

I used to go to a sauna regularly where there was a backroom which was always popular with guys who liked to bareback. I would head straight for it whenever I went there, and rarely left without a couple of loads dripping from my hole. One afternoon, I was drinking coffee in the bar area and got chatting with a thickset bear who was admiring my tattoos, especially the ones on my arse. I noticed he had a small biohazard tattoo on his shoulder and asked if he was poz. "Yes" he said. "Do you mind?" "Course not" I replied, my heart pounding with excitement. " Just as well," he grinned "you were pozzed several times last week. Your tattoos were mentioned by quite a few of my mates!" I felt my heart lurch and my head spun with the thought of what had happened. At the same time, my cock stiffened against my belly. He noticed both my shock and excitment and took me firmly by the arm. "Come on," he growled " this week your arse is mine...."

Any word on the Fort? Is it gone for good? I have tried the basement at central station at king's cross and thats pretty good. Any where else?

pity about the Fort, it was a great place for sleazy sex. Agree about fantasy video. If you want to be fucked no questions asked, and you aren't particular about who's doing it to you, then I can recommend it. If you stand at the back of the big cinema there is small area with a low wall you can stand behind to watch the movies. You will generally find a couple of guys with their pants down and a group waiting to fuck them. Be warned, the men are older, not in great shape and most want to bareback.

Anyone know why it's closed down? Any plans to reopen?

I go to the Fort whenever I'm working in London, so it tends to be wednesday afternoons. It gets busier as the afternoon goes on with plenty of fucking in the darkroom and the toilet. I have even been fucked bent over a bar stool as everyone watched. There are condoms and lube, but most guys don't bother with the condoms. Its a mixed crowd, old and young, chubby and skinny and I never leave without a couple of loads up my arse. Its very sleazy, and most of the guys I've had up me told me they were poz.