davescott1125

What are your experiences hooking up as we begin to return to normal post Covid? For the past 14 months my only sex has been with my hand. I have several comorbidities, so I have been overly cautious, to the extreme, to protect myself and loved ones from Covid-19. But now it is April 2021. I have received the vaccine and am now protected. When I received my second dose of the vaccine, it was like a heavy dome had been over me and suddenly it was lifted up and I could get out from under it. I had lost a few friends to Covid this past year, but I had survived the pandemic. This weekend I went to visit a relative in a city a couple of hours away. I used to live there as well. I was really looking forward to the trip because there is an adult bookstore / novelty shop / theater there. There is a booth area in the back with glory holes, several small theaters and also a few private viewing rooms. No nudity or activity is allowed in the front store area of course, but management is okay with anything in the booth or theater areas. I was planning on spending a couple of hours there, being naked, sucking cocks and hopefully getting filled with several loads in my ass. As I approached the front door I see a sign saying masks are required, so I put one on. Once inside, the guy at the front counter tells me I first have to go wash my hands. Upon returning to the counter the clerk took my temperature, then I was allowed to pay my admission fee. I was almost drooling with anticipation and my ass was twitching. The clerk then tells me to keep my mask on and practice social distancing. I first headed into the main theater. There were 2 guys in there about 10' apart, both with masks on. As I stepped in I was about 8' from one of the guys. The guy about ran out of the theater. The other guy got this scared look in his eyes if I came any closer. So I headed to one of the smaller theater areas which had gay porn playing. Guy #1 was in there. But this room was very small and difficult to social distance. Guy #1 immediately left. The movie was hot and I was alone so I took my mask off. I pulled my cock out and began stroking it. About a minute later another guy walks in. He is wearing a mask and when he sees that I am not, he immediaetly leaves. So I decided to check out the booth area and maybe get some cock through a glory hole. After about 10 minutes in the booth area with noone else there, I could barely keep an erection up as the whole experience was so non-sexual. I finally left after only being there about 20 minutes. I am now hesitant to drive 2 1/2 hours to a bathhouse. What have your experiences been?

No playtime in over a year due to Covid-19. But I am fully vaccinated now and can play again. I will be traveling through Tampa this Sunday evening. Thinking of stopping at one of the adult bookstore / theaters on the east side of town for some playtime. It would be fun to get totally naked in the theater and get used by 2 - 3 of the guys there. Although I am safe from Covid, you have to be okay with the fact that I am negative and NOT on PREP.

This post isn't about AIDS or HIV, but it does have to do with sexual health and health decisions. If it should be posted elsewhere, I would appreciate the moderator moving it to the correct forum. It is looking like I may have the family curse... prostate cancer. It runs in my family and I have two brothers dealing with it currently. I have just begun getting tests done, but there is significant enlargement. I had a candid conversation with my doc and with the knowledge I have from other family members I am preparing myself for some decisions. If tests confirm cancer, removal of the prostate is a given. Shooting a load of cum will become just a memory. From the amount of enlargement, I highly suspect that both penile nerves are probably affected and would have to be removed as well. Goodbye erections or any feeling of pleasure in my cock. These scenarios appear inevitable. I will have to wait for test results to make other decisions. One of my relatives is taking testosterone blockers as his cancer had already metastized. The drugs are creating a whole new set of issues for him. If test results show it may have already spread in my case, rather than deal with the side effects and risks of drugs, why not just talk to my doc about removing the testicles too. Let's face it, if I won't be shooting anymore what's the difference. These are all acceptable treatment options. Now the reason for my question. First, I am almost exclusiveky a bottom. Second, I was always under-endowed. 5 - 5 1/2" hard. As I have gotten older (mid 60's) some shrinkage has occurred and Cialis or Viagra is used to assist with getting erections, but only about 4 1/2" now. Even though I am circumsized, when I am soft I am only a little over 1" and my cock head tends to retract in under my penis skin. As a result, I have to be careful when pissing that my head is sticking out, otherwise it sprays all over and runs down my ball sac. As a result, I now often sit to pee. As I do enjoy watersports, the feeling of my piss running down my ball sac feels great, but it requires extra cleaning which can be a hassle at work or in normal everyday life. My thought is, if my days of cumming, getting an erection, or even having feeling in my cock are over, and it's only use is to piss, then it is obsolete. If cancer has spread and testicle removal is a viable option to increase my long term survival, then why not talk to the doc about removing the sac and cock and giving me a urethral reroute. I enjoy a hard cock pounding me and shooting deep inside me. Just because my junk is no longer funtional doesn't mean I want to give up being fucked and giving others pleasure. So would going nullo decrease my chances of getting fucked at a bathhouse or ABS? Or would I be better off with an empty nut sac and useless cock? Your honest thoughts are appreciated.

Wow. Time flies. Hard to believe it has been almost 2 1/2 years since I posted this story. I wonder if there is any interest in me writing more of it.

I will be staying in a motel right by Universal Studios, March 9th and 10th. I am a mid 60s chubby bear. I have fantasized and masturbated to the idea of being bred and POZZED for years. It is time to stop fantasizing and make it reality. I am looking for late night breeding. I chose to stay in a motel rather than a hotel so there is no hassles from a front desk or security. Outside access directly to my room. I will be cleaned out, naked, watching porn, edging, drinking and doing lots of poppers. I plan on having no inhibitions between alcohol and poppers. Once your cock is in me, no pulling out (even if I change my mind). Let's get the job done.

Mid 60s bi bear. Married (to a woman) but she has no interest in sex anymore so nothing at home. But as the years have gone by I have become more interested in sex with men to the point I could be totally happy as gay. In the beginning I was a "condom Nazi". But the more I watched BB porn and others playing raw I began wanting to feel that freedom. But I was always scared to try it. But I enjoy drinking alcohol, sometimes to excess especially when out of town for work. Sometimes when a guy would come to my hotel room to hook up, if I had drank too much and then some poppers, I would let him in me bare. But I usually ask them to pull out when they cum. But there has been a couple of times I let them shoot in me. AND I loved it. REALLY LOVED IT! Yes, I worried afterwards for a few months, BUT I was also turned on constantly during that time. Years ago I thought bug chasers were crazy. But as a regular visitor to BZ, the idea is now a major turn on. My cock gets hard just thinking of taking POZ loads. Well here we are today. Wife is off to Vegas for a girl's weekend. I am horny as hell. I double dosed on some ED pills (even though I function fine without them, they give super hard erections). I have a new brown bottle. Recent lab work shows my liver is shot from years of alcohol abuse. I find I am much more willing to let the guys cum in me, so it is only a matter of time before I am Pozzed. So with my life expectancy with my liver, what have I got to lose? With the wife gone for a few days what better time than now to get it done?

In my 20s I played on a company softball team. Games were in the evenings after work. So after work I would change into just a jockstrap, gym shorts and our team jerseys (shirts). After the game was over we always headed to a local bar for beers and something to eat before heading home. So it was usually 10 - 10:30 before we left the bars. I lived about 30 minutes away and on the route I had to drive by the public beach. There was one old concrete block building with a walkway going through the center. Women's toilets were on one side and men's on the other side. There was no door on the entrance to either restroom. There were narrow windows near the ceiling to let light in. As the beach technically closed at dark, they did not have electricity or lights in the building. So unless there was a lot of moonlight shining in the windows, the restrooms were pitch black at night. A few couples would park to enjoy the romance of the beach at night, the sound of the surf, the moonlight, or make out in the car. But there was always a feww cars parked with a single guy sitting in it. Whereas the couples usually parked at the ends of the beach, the guys parked near the building. I would stop on my way home from the games at the beach. As it was summer and hot I would strip off my shirt and just have my jock and shorts on. I would park abd get out of my car and walk down on the beach for a few minutes keeping my eye on the building to see if anyone was coming or going. After a few minutes I would casually wander up to it and slip into the mens room. As it was pitch black you had to feel your way around. You could tell if others were in there by the glow and smell of a cigarette, or the shuffle of feet, a little cough, or the sounds of someone giving a blow job or getting fucked. Occasionally somebody would briefly light a cigarette lighter or flashlight so you could see for a moment. When that happened you could see the piss all over the floor from guys missing the urinal or just outright pissing on the floor in the dark. Sometimes toilets had gotten clogged and overflowed and there was also used condoms and cum scattered about. The smell and the sleaziness just made it all the more exciting. Getting on your knees to suck a cock, or on all fours to get fucked. Or bent over an overflowing toilet in a stall with the smell right in front of your face while a big cock is buried in your ass. Heaven. Then came public pressure to stop the vile activity that went on there. It was in the newspapers and on the news. So they put doors on them which got locked at dark. Within weeks the locks were broke so you could still go in. But then the police began to patrol at night. Eventually the building was torn down and a modern one with electricity and lights was built. I miss the old days.

In my 60s now, I can see how experiences in my youth directly shaped me into what I am today. When I was growing up, my family used to do a,lot of camping in the warmer months. Back then there was no such thing as big motor homes, campsites with water, sewer, electric, and cable TV hookup. Several campsites shared a water spigot and that is all you had. A few of the nicer campgrounds had bathroom buildings with toilets and showers, but most just had showers in them and outhouses. In the heat of the summer, the outhouses could get pretty smelly. When I turned 12, I began to get erections, and by accident I learned to masturbate. It didn't take me long to become a JO addict (I still am today). I would masturbate whenever I could, several times a day. During those summer camping trips I would go to the outhouse several times a day, spending 10 to 15 minutes or more sitting in the smelly outhouse playing with my cock and balls until I would cum. Doing it in the outhouse and the smells seemed to make my orgasm more intense. My parents allowed me to go around the campgrounds by myself. Occasionally when walking around I would find an outhouse quite a distance from our site that I knew mom and dad wouldn't find me in. And if it was in an area with not as many campers, I could spend a long time without being disturbed. A few times I spent an hour or more in the outhouse playing with my cock, balls, and hole, smelling the smells and cumming 3 or 4 times.

You are not alone in being turned on by POZ and HIV. I too find it to be a MAJOR turn-on. I posted a story in the fiction section I think I called Seeking a Pozitive Attitude. It is quite long but I posted it in pieces. The first few parts may help you understand your desires as it truthfully describes my path from thinking it was sick and crazy to being majorly turned on by it. It turns me on so much that I fantasize about it all the time and am having an extremely difficult time keeping it as a fantasy. The only thing that has kept me from letting go and taking any and all loads, especially POZ ones, is I don't know how I could tell my wife (I am bi, but she doesn't know) that I have HIV without it ruining my marriage. And I don't want to mess that up as it is a great one and we live a quite pleasing lifestyle. It is just as I get older my sexual urges are much more into men. And as time goes on my fantasies get more and more intense and when I do have the opportunity to hook up with guys I find I take more and more risks. Twice I have done the oral swab tests a couple of months after risky play. I am still Negative as far as I know, but I am afraid (only because of how it may affect my marriage) that eventually the fantasies and resulting primal urge will grow to the point I can no longer control them and I will get knocked up.

I no longer have any piercings, but I used to have 2 scrotum piercings. But temporary piercings, I have had a PA, needles in nipples, 6" needles through cock head from side to side above urethra, 6" needle into side of cock head halfway back from tip to crown then into and through urethra and out other side of head, needles through crown. Still the most intense was 18 guage needle into side of scrotum, then into side of nuts, through center of nuts and out the other side.

Me too. I would love to hear what you have experienced. Personally needles through the middle of my nuts was pretty intense.

February 4th is the Super Bowl. I will be arriving in Fort Lauderdale as I have business meetings the beginning of the week. I am a bi married guy. Hoping to find one or more that would like to make a Pass at this Tight (rear) End in hopes of Scoring a Touchdown deep in the End Zone. My team is not playing so we could skip the game and just concentrate on the Cum-mercials. My hotel, or maybe Clubhouae II or Slammers.

Hi. I will be in Jacksonville for a couple of nights on business. I am not "hung" and tend to be more bottom, but I love mutual pleasure. If you are interested in playing let me know.

Life and work have been extremely hectic lately and I have had no free time to write. But I do have plans to continue this story at some point. For those of you who have read it, you may recall in the intro that I mentioned that fantasies were just waiting for the right time, right place, right situatuon, right people etc. Was the idea for this story plot just a random idea? Or was it a premonition, a glance into the future? I have a 4 day out of town business trip coming up. The city where I am going to has a large gay population, adult bookstores, bathhouses, and a notorious gay sex club. Meetings are scheduled to end on Thursday. As usual I will have plenty of alcohol and fresh poppers with me and will be watching lots of porn in the evenings and looking to possibly hook up. The thought of what could happen has me excited to the max. I know that I should be careful and play safe. I should travel home after my meetings. But as I often need to push the fantasies a little further to keep the same level of excitement, I have scheduled a vacation day the end of that week. Am I tempting fate? The place is right, the time is right. By sceduling a vacation day off I have potentially setup the right situation. Only thing lacking is the right people. Will I stay over an additional night? How much will I drink? How high will I get? Will I do a booty bump? Will my fear and the inhibitions be lowered to nothing? Will I truely experience a Pozitive Attitude?

Is this a good place to be bred? I am looking for a motel.hotel for tomorrow 9/20/17 in FTL and want to be fucked. Is this conducive to having guests?

I love both places. I agree that Hanks is sleazier, but I think more play goes on there as well. I don't know about earlier in the day, but from 5 on there usually is some action going on. Late night on weekends, can be very busy. I have gotten totally naked there.

I still remember the first time I drank another guy's piss. I occasionally enjoyed pissing all over myself laying down in the shower. If it wasn't too strong I would sometimes aim it towards my mouth and drink a couple of mouths full. But that was the extent of my experience with piss. One night I was online exchanging emails with some guys on a couple of hookup sites. This one guy sounded pretty hot. He was in town for a conference and was staying at a hotel not too far away. He was a top and knew I was a sub bottom. He asked if I was into piss and I told him of my own play. He invited me to his hotel and I took him up on the invite. I was nervous so I stopped at the store on the way and grabbed some beer. I drank two of them on the way to his hotel. Then two more in the parking lot. By the time I got to his room I was starting to feel a slight buzz and relaxed. I took out my poppers and took a couple of big hits before I knocked on the door. He opened the door and I saw he was totally naked. I stepped in and closed the door. He looked me over and liking what he saw he told me to get naked. I quickly stripped off my clothes and then as I took a couple more hits of poppers, I watched as he picked up an empty glass and held it in front of his impressive cock. Then he proceeded to piss into the glass. He stopped when it was only about a third full and then handed me the glass and told me to drink it. I was nervous but majorly turned on. My cock was standing straight up. I raised the glass to my lips and slowly took a little sip. When I realized that it wasn't real strong, I raised the glass and swallowed the rest of his piss then handed the glass back to him. He took it and set it on the nightstand and then told me to get on my knees. He stepped up to me and put his cock in my waiting mouth and as I closed my lips around the head he began pissing. He gave me a little bit at a time so as not to overwhelm me. Then I felt him totally relax as a weak steady stream flowed into my mouth and down my throat as he finished emptying his bladder. Then he had me stand up before he pushed me down on the bed and roughly fucked me filling my hole with his cum. I hadn't come yet so I began to stroke my cock when he told me to get dressed and get out. My cock was rock hard as I drove home with his cum leaking from my hole and the taste of his piss still in my mouth.

I will be in JAX for business next week. Overnight June 13th. let's hook up.

I am a married bi guy, late 50s. 6', 220 lb small bear. In town for business. Naked in my motel room (just come to my room door. No going through lobby security). Naked. Watching porn. Drinking 153 proof vodka. Poppers. A little nervous but want it RAW

I was awakened by someone knocking on my motel room door. I must have been having a hell of a dream as I was laying naked on the bed with the covers thrown back with my extremely hard cock sticking straight up. It was probably someone else coming by in response to my ad, but my hole was quite sore and I needed a break. So, I just ignored the knocking. I closed my eyes and reached down and began stroking my cock. I was startled when suddenly I heard my motel room door opening. Please go to the linked thread to read the chapter with straight sex. (The Moderator has instructed me that the next chapter can't be posted here, and I don't believe stories involving "enhancements" are allowed in the Straight/Bi area. Therefore I must leave a chapter out and jump ahead an hour in my story to the point where the maid is leaving my motel room. ) It will be a couple more days while I write another chapter. Stay tuned.

I am working on the next chapter. I'll probably have it posted in a day or two. I apologize to my readers, but it does contain sex with a woman but there are enhancements.

They opened the door and there stood a huge black guy. He looked like a pro football linebacker. He had to be 6.5 feet tall and was solid muscle. He stepped into the room and shut the door as the other guys left. I was standing over by the desk in the room and had poured a few shots of the Everclear into my glass while the guys were getting ready to leave. I didn’t bother to mix anything with it and as I drank it down I could feel the burn. The black guy said his name was James. He looked to be in his late 30s. He said that he hoped that the previous guys hadn’t worn me out as he was looking forward to shooting a couple of loads up my ass. He began to get undressed as I got my popper bottle and began taking hits from it. I told him that my hole was hungry for cock and it was his to use for his pleasure. As he took his shirt off I just starred in awe at the mass of muscle this guy had. I couldn’t have resisted if I wanted to. This guy could crush me if he wanted to. His abs rippled as he began to undo his belt and my hole began to twitch in anticipation. James suggested that I drink a few more shots of alcohol as I was probably going to need it. I was already quite drunk and high from the alcohol, Vicodin and poppers but I thought why not. As I dropped a couple of ice cubes into the empty glass and then filled it with the Everclear, James explained that he was not gay. He was into women and had no interest in sucking or even playing with a guy. The problem was that most women would not let him fuck them. A guy was just a willing hole to dump his load in. I had taken a couple sips of my drink and was about to ask James why women wouldn’t let him fuck them, when he undid his pants and began to take them off. I almost spit out the mouthful of alcohol as his cock came into view! His cock was still soft, but the head dangled between his knees. It had to be 12” long. As I gulped down the alcohol in my mouth I gave a little gasp. “It will grow another inch as it gets hard. When fully hard it is just over 13” and 2 ½” across. Most women can’t even take just the head, let alone the full length. But you are going to feel every inch of it in your ass, so you better drink up.” I knew that his monster was going to tear my hole wide open. Yet my cock was bobbing up and down as if saying, YES. YES. I downed the rest of the alcohol in my glass and then grabbed my popper bottle and moved over to the bed. As James finished undressing he walked over to the foot of the bed. I leaned over to take his cock into my mouth, but he pushed me away. “The only hole I am interested in is your boy pussy. Now hand me the lube.” He applied a generous amount of lube to his cock and began stroking it which caused to rapidly begin to harden. Within a minute, he was fully erect. I just watched in awe as I kept taking one hit of poppers after another. James then told me to lean over the edge of the bed with my ass up. As I did he reached into his pants pocket and pulled out a can of Maximum Impact which he quickly sprayed onto one of the towels that were on the bed. I took one last hit of poppers and then capped my bottle. “You are going to need a little of this while I get the head in”, James said as he reached around me and held the towel to my nose. I could feel the head of his cock slide between my cheeks. As the head found my opening I exhaled and then buried my face in the towel James held in front of me and then inhaled deeply. I only lost consciousness for about 30 seconds, but that was enough for James to get the head in. When I regained consciousness, I became aware of this huge fullness. I felt like my insides had been stretched to their max. I felt him press a little bit further into me and with the pressure against my prostate, I became aware of a steady stream of fluid emanating from my cock. James continued to slowly work his cock further into me using short but firm strokes. When he got about 8 inches into me pleasure began to turn to pain. The combination of my insides being torn up the night before and the thickness of his cock, the pain became too much and I asked him to stop. James pulled his cock out apologizing for hurting me. I assured him it was okay. As the head popped out of my hole I suddenly felt empty. James noticed some red streaks along his cock and again began to apologize. I told him that it excited me that he had stretched me that far as I went and got a wet washcloth for him to clean his cock with. As he cleaned up an idea came to me. I asked him if he wanted to hang around for a little bit as I would like to try again. James said he doubted we would have any more success but if I wanted to try he would stick around. I poured him a drink and he sat down in the easy chair in the room. I brought up some straight porn on my computer for us to watch as I dug in my shave kit for my bottle of Oxycontin. Knowing that I was still high from all the alcohol and the Vicodin I had taken, I was hoping that the half a tablet of Oxy would be enough. Grinding it up I put it into a glass and added about three shots of the Everclear. I explained to James what I was doing as I sucked the mixture into a syringe and then injected it as far up my ass as it would go. I immediately felt the burn of the alcohol, but soon the warmth of the Oxy took over. Then I poured myself a drink that was mostly alcohol and sat down to watch the porn with James while I waited for the Oxy to take effect. As we watched the porn, James slowly stroked his massive cock, keeping it erect. I played with mine as well, although between not taking any Cialis and all the alcohol my erection was beginning to subside. James said he was single, as most women wanted nothing to do with him once they saw the size of his cock. He admitted that it really was a curse having that large a cock. Although he did enjoy playing with it. It had been almost 4 years since he had been with a woman and that one would only jerk him off. I felt sorry for him which only made me more determined to get him fully in my ass. We had been watching the porn and talking for about 20 minutes and I had three more drinks to his one. I was now very drunk and very high. The video we were watching ended so I brought up another one. This one was a gay one with a big black cock fucking a white guy. I fast forwarded through the beginning until the point that the fucking began. As the video started playing, I noticed James’ cock got a little harder and he was stroking it a little faster. I went over and sat on the edge of the bed and began taking nonstop hits from my popper bottle. I noticed that James’ cock was beginning to leak precum which he rubbed around the head. A few more hits of poppers and I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. It was now or never. I laid back on the bed with my butt cheeks on the edge. I spotted the can of Maximum Impact that James had brought and sprayed some onto a towel. I looked over at James who was now watching me and said, “Come fuck me with that massive cock. I want every inch of it in me!” Walking over to the bed, James bent down and lifted my feet up, hoisting them up until they were on his shoulders. Then he poured some lube onto his cock and lined it up with my hole. As I felt the head press against me, I held the towel to my nose and inhaled deeply. I felt my eyes roll back as my hole opened accepting his head inside. With steady pressure James quickly slid 8” into me. I tried my best to push back against him feeling his cock hit resistance. Putting the towel back over my nose and mouth, I again inhaled deeply. Suddenly I felt my internal organs shifting around inside of me and the last 5 inches of James’ cock slid in. I felt his massive ball sac slap against my ass cheeks as he hit bottom. The look on his face was pure heaven. He asked me if I was okay and I told him I was more than okay. Looking down at my stomach I could see the bulge created by his cock buried deep inside me. He slowly pulled out a couple of inches and then pushed back in, slowly at first but then a little faster. As his strokes got faster, he began pulling out further each time and slamming back in harder. His grip around my legs kept me from being pushed away. I grabbed my popper bottle and took a few more hits and then I heard myself saying, “Pound my ass with your fuck meat. Ruin my hole. Permanently stretch it so it never closes again.”. Even though my cock was no longer erect, a steady stream of cum was running out of it, coating my stomach. I could tell from his facial expression that James was getting close to cumming. I wondered how his balls weren’t in pain from the force they were slapping against me. I tried to tighten my hole and milk James’ cock but I couldn’t. He was now pulling out about 10 inches on each stroke and then jack hammering back into me. Suddenly he stiffened and buried his cock all the way in me and held it there. I could feel the pulsing begin and see the bulge in my stomach going up and down in perfect timing with his contractions. And then I felt it unleash a huge volume of cum coating my insides. As the contractions slowed to a stop, James said that he had never cum like that in his life. I told him neither had I as I looked at my own cum that had been forced out of my prostate coating my stomach and chest. After he had recovered from his orgasm he withdrew his shrinking cock from my hole. I expected to feel my insides and my hole begin to contract, but I didn’t. As James lowered my legs and stepped away, I reached down and felt my hole. It was still wide open with a steady stream of cum mixed with blood running out of it. James again asked if I was going to be okay and I reassured him. I just lay there in post coital bliss as he headed to the bathroom to clean himself up. When he came back, he said that he had never experienced anything like this before. He had shot every bit of cum he had in me and didn’t think he would be able to get it up again for a week. We both laughed. As he began to get dressed, I told him that I had thoroughly enjoyed it and that I would love to get together with him again sometime. He agreed and gave me his phone number before he said goodbye and left. I looked over to the clock on the nightstand and saw it was 4AM. I checked to be sure the door was locked and then crawled into the bed and passed out.

Ponyboy238 he got the bloody dildo up his hole He ain't cherry no more.

Between the hot video, the plug in my ass, the poppers and thinking about guys coming over I was on the edge of cumming in just a couple of minutes. I needed to slow down as I didn’t want to shoot my load yet. Realizing that I had been lucky the night before, and my luck might not always be as good, I decided to lock my keys, phone, wallet, etc. in the room safe. I left my laptop out so I would just have to keep my eyes on it. I moved it over to the nightstand so that I could see it while I lay on the bed. Then I poured a little bit of fresh poppers into my water bottle and set it on the bed, along with the bottle of lube. I grabbed the extra towels from the bathroom and put them on the bed in case the guys wanted to use them to wipe themselves off. Looking around, everything appeared to be ready, so I fixed myself another drink and took a couple of big swallows as I waited to see who would show up. I started watching another video as I casually played with my cock, balls and nipples. I finished my drink and had just poured another one when I heard a knock at my door. As I stood up, I picked up my water/popper bottle and took a couple of big hits before capping it and throwing back on the bed. Then I reached for the door knob just as I heard the knocking again. I opened the door, standing there totally naked, rubber band cock rings keeping my cock hard, and a plug buried in my hole. My cock was bobbing up and down. There before me stood a late 20s guy with bulging arm muscles. It was obvious that he spent hours a day hanging at the gym. He smiled when he saw me naked and ready. I stepped back to let him in. He shut the door behind him. Standing there he pulled his t-shirt up over his head and tossed it on the chair. His pecs were chiseled and well defined with hard 6-pack abs. His chest was hairless and there was a faint trace of blond hair that ran in a line down from his belly button and disappeared beneath the waistband of his shorts. Reaching out he placed one of his hands behind my head and pulled me towards him. As I stepped closer he guided my head down until my lips were brushing against his already erect nipples. I knew what he wanted. I began licking and sucking his nipples. They grew harder and stood out like pencil erasers on his pecs. As I worked one with my mouth, I played with the other one with my fingers. I alternated back and forth, noticing how my spit made the skin of his pecs shine and glisten. I had been working on his nipples for about 5 minutes when we heard a knock on the door. Letting go of my head, he walked over and opened it. The new guy asked if he was the one who placed the ad on Craigslist. The first guy chuckled and said that he was there for the same thing and that the slut was over there, as he pointed in my direction. The guys exchanged greetings and first names after they had stepped back in the room and shut the door. The new guy looked like he was barely 18 and he appeared nervous. He was thin and dressed like a skater dude. He wasn’t the type I normally went for, but as long as he had a cock I was okay. I went over to the desk and took a gulp of my drink as the two guys got naked. The skater dude laid on the bed on his back as the other guy told me to get on the bed and suck the skater’s cock as he checked out my ass. I got on the bed on all fours and crawled up between the guy’s legs. He too was almost hairless with just a light dusting of fur above his cock. His cock was only about 6 ½” long and thin with a pair of balls in a tight sac just below it. I began bathing his cock and balls with my tongue being sure I didn’t miss a single spot. My hands caressed his thighs, then up across his abs, then his chest and then reversed direction and worked back to his thighs. I could feel him shuddering with nervousness and his cock was literally drooling pre-cum as I licked it. I had a feeling that he was fairly new to sex with guys and his nervousness and excitement was obvious. I knew if I took him fully into my mouth he would cum almost instantly so I just continued to lick his cock and bath his ball sac with my tongue. In the meantime the other guy was behind me and had begun working the butt plug in and out of my hole. He was not being gentle and I knew that I was probably bleeding after the previous night’s fun. My suspicions were confirmed when he finally removed the plug completely, tossing it on the bed next to me as I felt his cock enter my hole. He buried himself to the hilt in one thrust. He was not nearly the size of Jimbo or Daddy, but my insides were still tender and I felt every inch of him. As he began to take long strokes in and out of me, he grabbed skater dude’s legs and lifted them up. This raised skater’s ass up and I now had full access to his tight puckered hole. As I began to rim him, getting his hole all slick with my spit, I could taste the copious amount of pre-cum that was leaking from his cock and running down his shaft, over his balls and down to his hole. He was moaning nonstop. I tried to insert my tongue in his ass but he was impossibly tight. It was obvious that his hole was virgin. The guy behind me had picked up his pace and was now relentlessly pounding my ass. I did my best to thrust back each time he went forward, feeling his pubis slam against my ass cheeks. As I felt him getting closer to shooting his load in me, I returned my attention to skater dude’s cock. Licking up all the pre-cum that was running down it, he thrust his body up towards my mouth. I wanted to give this dude an orgasm to remember. I reached over and grabbed the butt plug and slipped it down in front of me. It had quite a few bright red spots and streaks on it. I wondered if there was any of the previous night’s Poz cum mixed in with the blood. I took the cock into my mouth and slowly let it go deeper. I could feel it getting harder, ready to explode at any minute. I kept my tongue away from it and just let him feel my lips sliding along his shaft. He was so lost in his pleasure he failed to feel the tip of the butt plug kiss the entrance to his virgin hole. I felt the pace pick up behind me and knew my insides were about to get flooded with a load of cum. I began applying suction to the cock in my mouth and let my tongue swirl around the head. I felt his head flare and knew he was just about to shoot. As I felt the first spasm and warmth begin to fill my ass, I buried my nose in skater dude’s pubes as I swiftly thrust the plug into his virgin hole. It only went in about halfway but he let out a cry of ecstasy as he erupted filling my mouth with his sweet boy cum. I began using short thrusts with the plug and noticed that he spurted in perfect time to my thrusts. As I thrust inward another spurt of cum would exit his cock head. As he finished cumming I let the plug slip from his hole. I couldn’t help but notice a little bit of fresh blood on it, mixed with mine. The three of us just collapsed on the bed in post coital bliss. Not a word was spoken as our breathing began to slow and return to normal. After a few minutes, we untangled and the guys got up and began to dress. I got up and went over to the desk and finished my drink, savoring how the alcohol mixed with the flavor of cum. Then I poured another drink and took a gulp. I could feel a little cum leak out of my hole and run down my legs and my insides felt empty. They thanked me for a good time and were just getting ready to leave when there was a knock on my room door.

I instinctively knew what was in the folder. It was about midnight. I could deal with things in the morning. I still had almost a liter of Everclear left, and some soda to mix with it. I fixed myself a strong drink as I began to strip naked, freeing my throbbing cock. I finished the drink in a few gulps and made another which I finished as I gathered my poppers and water bottle, my rubber bands to put around my cock and balls, the butt plug and lube. I also grabbed the bottle with the last of my Oxy, some Vicodins, a water glass and a syringe, just in case. Within 5 minutes everything was setup and I poured my 3rd drink as I sat down in front of my laptop. I drank half of my drink as I opened the folder and then topped off my drink with just the Everclear. As I looked at the file details, I saw close to 200 high resolution photos and 2 to 3 dozen videos spanning the time frame from shortly after midnight to almost 4 AM! I opened the first photo and started a slideshow as I sat back and finished my drink. Half way through I paused it and got my rubber bands. I needed to delay my orgasm and I was getting close to cumming just from looking at the photos. One band got looped twice around the top of my sac and another one I looped 3 times around my whole package. Then I wrapped a smaller third one a couple of times around the base of my cock. Then I poured another drink. The first two were just starting to hit me. Then I resumed the slideshow until it finished. I sat there trying to fathom what I had just seen. Photos had been taken from every angle, of every activity. Some had been taken standing back so the whole scene was visible, others were close-ups. Although my face was clearly visible in many of the photos, not one of them showed Daddy’s or Jimbo’s face. Photos of me with Daddy’s cock in my mouth, some with Jimbo’s. Sometimes just the head, others with their cocks buried fully. There was even a couple of close-ups where the shape of the cockhead could be seen halfway down my throat. My mouth was getting dry, so I paused the slideshow, downed my drink and fixed another one. As I resumed looking at the photos, they now moved to close-ups of my hole. There was one zoomed in showing the butt plug inserted with my ass lips stretched. Then a shot of it gaping and empty. That must have been when Jimbo pulled the plug out. I could see just a slight tinge of pink in the mixture of my ass juices and lube. And then some close-ups of Daddy’s cock buried bare up my hole. A couple of shots showed his cock only partly inside and I could see some streaks of red along his length. I could feel my hole beginning to twitch and my cock was bobbing “Yes” with excitement. Again, I paused the slideshow. It was after midnight, but it was a Friday night and guys stayed up later and were looking to get off, especially as the bars closed. I logged into a couple of hookup sites and set my status as looking to get fucked, then posted a couple of ads on Craigslist. I made it perfectly clear that I wanted it Raw/Bare and no load would be refused. Then I published my ads and proceeded to get my butt plug ready. As I began working it into my hole it was quite painful as I had been tore up pretty good only 24 hours ago. I took a break for a minute and finished my drink, made another and then took a couple of popper hits as I resumed the slideshow. There were a few more photos of Daddy’s cock in my hole and then another one of my gaping hole. A fresh load of cum was clearly evident inside. The next photo as a close-up of a big black cock with a set of hands attaching a set of shiny silver spikes. And then a shot of just the head of the cock with the spikes coming out of the top and bottom. Pausing the slideshow again, I grabbed my shaving kit and got out a syringe and pain pills. Not wanting to pass out if I did hookup, I selected a Vicodin instead, repeating my procedure of the previous night. I checked the hookup sites as I waited for the Vicodin to take effect, then went back to the slideshow. The next few photos must have been shot in burst mode as they captured the moment that Jimbo’s spiked cock head kissed the opening of my hole and then another shot as each inch of his death stick entered me. After the shot with him buried to the hilt, there was another series of shots as his cock slowly withdrew. But it was no longer a black cock, it was a bright red one. And then I paused the slideshow, freezing the next photo on the screen. There filling the screen of my laptop was a huge red and black cock, with drops of bright red blood, MY BLOOD, dripping from the spikes sticking out of the head. I stared at it as I felt my cock bobbing up and down and my hole twitching. The Vicodin hadn’t yet reached its full effect, but I didn’t care. I wanted to feel some pain. I wanted to feel my hole tear. I wanted to feel the warm trickle of blood coming out of my hole. I forced the plug most of the way up my hole, then I took a few big hits from my popper bottle and braced the base of the plug on the chair. Just as the rush from the poppers hit, I pulled up a little feeling the plug come partway out and then forcefully sat all the way down, feeling the plug go in full force, violently spreading my hole to its maximum and then my ass lips snapping shut around the base. I almost yelled out from the pain but within a second it passed and I entered a state of euphoria feeling the fullness inside. The sound of an email notification brought me back to reality. Switching windows, I saw a couple of emails from guys interested in coming over. Without any hesitation, I asked them if they had any objections to groups or gangbangs as there were others interested. Both guys were okay with it, so I sent both of them the name of the motel and the room number. I shut down the slideshow and the closed the CONVERSION folder and then brought up one of my Poz/Neg videos and got it ready to play. Then I switched to Craigslist, logged into my account and typed another ad. “Late 50’s gay bear. Naked in motel room. Drinking, doing poppers, watching porn. I need to be fucked. Raw/Bare. No loads refused. Bring a friend if you want. Party favors welcome. The more the merrier. Motel 6 by the interstate. Room 126.” I bounced up and down a few times feeling the plug deep inside me, then grabbed my water bottle with poppers and took a few big hits and then hit Publish. Then I switched to the video and hit PLAY.