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Slut cumhole looking for Houston tops to seed my hole at MTS on Friday night, Feb 25 2011 between 9 pm and 1 am.
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I took my boy to TRIBE in Seattle last weekend. We've partied at people's houses and our hotel room a bunch of times however never at a bathhouse or place like TRIBE. We'd planned this weekend for almost a month and he was nervous,eager and scared all at the same time. I got us one of the larger rooms - the one downstairs that opens to the video lounge area. After a little time getting comfortable and going over our favorite letters of the alphabet Gee and Tee - we ended up WAY beyond horny as FUCK! Ready, I took him for a walk around the place ... cruzed the rooms downstairs, showed him the shower area and then took him for a lap upstairs through the MaZE and glory-hole stalls. Every turn we took guys' would show their interest - reaching out, touching at his smooth boy body or giving him the "fuck-yeah" look. It was actually very sweet, like we were taking a walk in the park as I led him from place to place holding his hand. Ha! Once back down stairs I took him to the shower area. He is 5'11" and not more than 155lbs. His body is beautiful and mostly smooth with lightly hairy legs and the beginning of a happy-trail. I think its adorable that he thinks his ass is too big ... let me tell you how magnificently FUCKING perfect it is - rounded with a firm toned shape that somehow seems to always show off his fuck-hole when he bends over. In the shower tho - he just stood there with the hot shower water spraying down on him. He kinda wiggled around a little while I soaped him up making sure his body was smoothly covered and then rinsed off. Making sure his ass was ready I fingered his tight hole for several minutes and envied how his seven.5 inch cock just hung there slightly hardened yet still swinging around as we moved in unison. Gawd it was hot. Once back in our room we kissed and suck each other for a while. We even flip-fucked each other a few times between dosing each other up a few more times. Eventually I started fucking him with the door slightly open so that others could tell there was something going on. In time my boy was like ... "open it up so people can see us" at that point I knew this was gonna be the kinda night we had been talking about for weeks. Over the next several hours there were four or maybe five different guys that came by and joined us - two who would come back several times. He even fucked one of them twice! As the first part of the night progressed it was always some version of him getting his hole pounded by my dick and his face fucked by one hard cock or another. Later on, while guys were working over my boy's holes - I found myself sucking his dick purposely aiming my ASS at the now completely wide open door. Once someone started to eat-out my ass I complete bottomed out - fingering myself, wiggling and shaking my gaping tongued hole for guys in the hallway to see. It didn't take long until my ass had a big cock of its own. I thought yeah I was getting fucked by the same guys who had just fucked my boy or who were waiting in line to fuck him next - FUCK yeah! At one point I scooted up and whispered to him "are you ok, can I leave for a couple minutes?" and he was like, "sure just leave the door open." I was in fucking heaven and so was he - SLUT. Standing at the far end of the hallway leading to the video room I could see into our room. It was without any doubt the hottest sex in the building. My sweet 22 year old bottom boy on his hands and knees getting pummeled HARD from both ends by two guys Id never seen before. They were slamming his holes like he was some kinda rag-doll fuck-toy with a semi hard cock swinging back and forth between his legs and up against his stomach - SLAP slap SLAP! What makes it even better is that he makes this kinda whimpering sound when he's really into "it." Between the Slap of his his cock and the sounds of the the guys fucking his holes, I could hear him moan and wimper 15' away. It was so fucking hot I couldn't hardly stand it. So rather than join back in ... I went upstairs to round up at least one more guy. I found him clicking away at one of the guest computers. He was maybe 28 or 30, medium height and had a VERY fit smooth ripped body. Now my boy prefers men my age with hairy chests but I didn't really fucking care - this guy was HOT and I wanted him fucking his sweet boy-hole. As the night progressed we started calling this guy Kentucky but initially my approach went something like this, "so if you like fucking young guys - my boy is downstairs getting his ass pounded right now, I want you to go fuck him too" He said, "I'm gonna go get my friend, what's your room number?"
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This was salvaged from Bugshare.net, the 'Strictly Stories' section. *********************************************************** I was having a bad time last night at the baths. It was a full moon, so I was hoping for some good horned up piggy sex. I am versatile, but I've been under a LOT of stress lately and have been having trouble "keeping things up" long enough, to put it delicately, to do any topping myself, so I was looking to get fucked as much as possible, to get as many loads in my ass as I could. No one wanted to play around, though, and those that did were insisting on using condoms, which didn't interest me. I was getting really frustrated when I walked right into my fantasy. He was young, probably early 20's, thin, on the short side, had both his nipples pierced, shaggy brown hair, and a big fat long cock with a thick metal cock ring around it. A real punky boy, which I love. With the way my night was going, I expected him to run the other way and disappear, but no, he flirted with me, then dragged me into a booth and shut the door. There was a mattress on the floor, and we started making out. I asked him what he was into, and he told me right off that he was a bottom and wanted to get fucked. I told him I would love to fuck his ass, and he said, sure, but are you clean? I told him yes, I was clean, and it's true: I am very clean. I take showers every day. It's just my cum that's dirty. We made out more and he pulled out a bottle of lube and started stroking my cock, which was harder now than it had been in weeks. I groaned to myself because I was so horned up that if I didn't get that boy's ass on my cock I was going to self destruct. He didn't disappoint me, he pushed me down on my back and climbed on top of me, fitting my cock into his ass and slowly working himself down on it. I don't like fucking in this position, but I felt the warmth of the inside of his body on my cock and I immediately began bucking. He fucking loved it. We made out while he straddled and worked my cock, then after several mintues of that I flipped him onto his back, which is my favorite position, and fucked him harder. He talked trash about how good my cock felt and about how he loved to get fucked. I played with his pierced nipples and kissed his mouth and bit his neck. When I felt the load building up at the base of my cock I asked him if he was ready for my cum. He pushed his ass against me harder and begged for it deep inside him. I gave him the best orgasm I've had in a long time, then kept my cock in him while we made out a little more. I started stroking his cock, hoping to taste his load, but he told me no, that he had cum earlier and all he wanted now was to get fucked. He asked how long it had been since I had cum, and if I shot a big load. I told him not to worry, that I had filled his ass good. He smiled, thanked me, and we parted. I briefly thought about sticking around and trying to get fucked too, but I decided not to press my luck. I knew it would be difficult to top that experience. I'm ready to beat off again just thinking about him. *************************************** Here's a follow-up posting. My lucky night again... since it was a full moon I headed out to the baths for a round or two. I got two loads in my ass and was looking for more when I ran into the same punky boy. He led me to his room and I fucked him long and hard before I blew in his ass again. This time he didn't ask if I was clean or not, he just begged for my cum deep inside him. If I keep running into him, I may ask if he wants to take a house by the sea together.
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This was salvaged from Bugshare.net, the 'Strictly Stories' section. I posted in in Chem Sex Fiction because the guy targeted by the poz guys is described as "...drunk or high or something." The story was riddled with misspellings and typographical errors. I hope I caught them all. *********************************************************** I just wanted to write about something I witnessed first hand at Steamworks in Chicago a month or so ago. It was so hot that I have jacked off MANY times since then thinking about it. I was at Steamworks on a Saturday night, it was close to bar time when the place really starts hopping. I had been fucked a few times (bb of course) and I had filled a few holes with my cum as well. To the best of my knowledge I am neg. I had seen this group of 3 guys earlier and I had noticed biohazard tatts on 2 of them and saw them making out and fucking each other raw and they looked like they had some nice pieces of equipment on them. I ws standing in the hallway and I could see over where the steps were and see the new guys walking up from the changing room/locker area up to the second floor and I had seen some nice relatively hot guys walk up. I then saw this blonde guy, well built solid body, very short almost military style haircut, come up the steps it was very obvious that he was drunk or high or something. He looked to be maybe 21, 22 or 23, somewhere in the very low 20's. I watched as the 3 guys I had seen earlier. All in their 30's I assumed and I also assumed they were all poz, or at least 2 of them were. They went up near the drunk blonde who had just come in and started to talk to him and kind of corralled him and then led them back to a room that they had. When they got him back there they left the door open and I stood close by outside watching the scene in front of me. It was hot watching these guys get him out of his towel. One of them went down and started sucking on his nice size cock, another was working on his nips back and forth and the third was making out with him. They did that for probably 10 to 15 minutes, then one of them got out a bottle of poppers and had the blonde start inhaling them. They got him down on the bed on his back, one straddled his chest and was feeding him his cock, and keeping the poppers close, one was kneeling on the side of the bed sucking on the kid's cock and the other one was rimming his ass and getting him ready for a nice hot fuck. It was so hot hearing the kid moaning in between sucking and huffing the poppers. The biggest of the 3, I am going to assume he had a cock somewhere around 8" or so then got out the lube and lubed up his cock and lubed up the kid's ass and was getting ready to fuck him. I did not think I was going to see a infection scene unfold in front of me that night, but it was definately hot and I was jealous a bit that I was not the guy getting fucked. The top started to slide his cock in the kid's ass and the kid took the cock out of his mouth and said "man, you gotta put a rubber on if you wanna fuck me." Well at that point I thought it was going to get boring. What is the fun of fucking a kid if you have a rubber on? The top obliged 'though. He took out a rubber and unrolled it, bit off the entire tip of the rubber and then he put it on. The kid reached back and felt that the rubber was on and he open up his hole again to the guy. The top fucked for maybe 10 minutes and then let loose a huge groan. I could just picture that big hot poz load going up in this kid's ass. After a few minutes the top pulled out and the guys switched positions, keeping the bottom high on poppers and busy with their cocks, and sucking on his. Each one of the tops rode his hole 2 times, each one bit the tips off the rubbers and I assume that the blonde had 6 loads of hot POZ jizz up in his ass at the end of that breeding session. After each of them was done with his second load, one of the guys sucked him off to completion and swallowed his load. I actually heard the kid say "you gotta be careful swallowing cum, you could catch somethign doing that." I had to laugh, knowing the kid was likely to be marked forever by the night's excesses. I went out and took 2 more loads and then called it a night. Gotta love drunk guys and stealth poz tops!!!
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So my trip to the bathhouse last night did not get off to a good start... typical "miss" night with the guys that I'm not attracted to trying to touch me, kiss me and fuck me.... for as much of a whore that I am I do tend to be selective in whose cock receptacle I will be. I do not let overly gross looking men fuck me... regardless of cock size I head straight to the steam room knowing it's a guarantee to get some cock. At least there I'm blinded by the steam and a cock is simply just a cock! I was disappointed by the selection of dick available as none were big enough to gag me and choke me. Nonetheless I got down on my knees and offered my faggot throat to any dick that was willing to use me.... There was a older male probably in his 50's about 300+ hard big belly real straight dad type looking... he had sucked me off in the dry sauna.... he whipped his cock out and i proceeded to take him down all the way down to the base with his balls resting on my chin... it's then that I discovered that he was a very dom.... shoving his fingers in my mouth, telling me what a good cocksucking whore i was and how talented I was at displaying my love of cock He motioned for the guy sitting nearby to step up and use my throat and to "gag the fag".. it was a long approx 9 inch decent size in thickness cock.... Black dude too I may add... i turn into a bigger whore for a hot black guys cock.... had the dad, the black guy and some older white dude taking turns gagging me and forcing themselves unto me.... after feeling like passing out due to the high steam I went upstaris to the theather room and saw a muscle blond dude that I've played with before with a beautiful thick cock.. smooth soft body and total fan of using and fucking my throat... rubbing his ball sack in my face and ordering me to suck harder and making it known i can suck as hard as I want as it wont hurt him.... like a good whore who am I to say no.... I sucked this blond stud for about 30 minutes while there were approx 10 guys gathered around jerking off but all of them too much of a pussy to come close to get off using me.... mostly everyone there is afraid of rejection! I then ran into of my favorite tops that while not muscled nor fat he is sort of a cub big build, light brown hair, goatee, real straight looking with a fucking hot thick cock that drives me nuts... he knows it too so he orders me to follow him to his room and I follow him like an eager whore knowing I will get some good thick cock down my hole! I immediately get down to my knees and start working on his tool!! I look up and keep the head of his cock in my mouth and open which he knows it's an invitation for him to feed me his spit. He does.... I LOVE WHEN HE FEEDS ME HIS SPIT and I can mix it with mine and slobber it all over his 9 inch thick cock. After about about 20 minutes of cock worship he tells me to get on the bed and show him my hole... i immediately get on the bed, on my back, spread my legs as wide as possible and show him my tight puckered hole that wont be tight at all when he is done with me.... He eats me out enough to get me wet and sloppy and proceeds to own my hole, pounding me, hands on my throat, choking me, slapping me and spitting all over my face which I beg him to continue doing! I love the feel of his spit covering my face all slimey knowing I must look like a piece of meat turns me on.... knowing I have his spit all over my face and I continue to beg for more until he cant spit anymore he continues to pound me, hurting me and stretching me out, shoving a few fingers in my hole while his thick cock is stretching me already! He gets a sinister smile on his face and asks me whose hole he is fucking.... he knows and I know the answer but it has to be confirmed... I tell him that he owns my hole and that's all i am... A FAGGOT HOLE TO PLEASURE HIS COCK..... he fucks me and rapes my hole tearing me up and leaving me so swollen inside that I find msyelf truly asking him to stop and trying to get away but he holds me tight and says NO YOU CAME INTO MY ROOM WHICH MEANS YOU ARE MINE AND YOUR HOLE IS MINE AND WE ARE NOT DONE UNTIL I SAY I'VE HAD ENOUGH he has me with my chest shoulders and face touching the bed, back arched and ass up in the air and there he is just drilling my fucking cunt while im crying begging him to stop but I know deep down in my head that i really do not want him to stop.. i want him to continue to rape me which he does until he has had enough, gives me his load and tells me to get the fuck out of his room since he no longer has use for me!
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I really don't feel that I've sheltered myself. I've had ample sexing the past 30 years or so, but mostly forgettable, but it's been done. Getting into more risky or kinky sex has been a somewhat recent development. The opportunities came up and I went for it. I should have thought about my behavior before I went to play, but hindsight is useless about now. In no way do I think that I am immune to various bugs. I have taken chances with too many men to count over the last couple of years and so far, I’ve been lucky. I haven't contacted anything other than lice, and that was many, many years ago. My most recent tests included all major possibilities and the results were clean. I also think that I've reached the point that I don't care who I fuck with. No, I cannot tell much just from looking at a guy and the honesty factor is always questionable so asking any questions is pointless. My motto "Be Vague". My main defense, which would not stand-up in court, is that I did not know what I was getting into in regards to some of the recent encounters I've been involved with. One big idea in all cases was that the men involved did not drag me kicking-and-screaming into something I did not want to do. I had no idea what I would do and once my defenses were dropped, I went along willingly. Had I been missing something when it comes to sex? I can probably say YES. But I have managed to experience something completely different from anything I've done before now that I've dropped the defenses. I've given myself over to other men and raw sex and enjoyed every moment. Not a comfort zone of wishful thinking, I just hadn't been willing to give in since my time with a friend's dad 35 years ago. So, on to the next chapter. After my encounter with the Hispanic guy (let's call him Paul) I got preoccupied with the scene I had with him. Between the attention he gave my body and the poppers he fed me, I had a major adjust-ment on the whole SEX thing. I actually got preoccupied with it and wanted to experience it again. Well, a couple of weeks later I went back to Midtowne on Kohler Street with a change of scenery in mind. I was much more open-eyed to the other people there. My previous visits usually consisted of not much more than the showers, sundeck and saunas, bypassing the rooms completely. This time I spent some time checking out the 2nd and 3rd floors where all the rooms are. I wandered down each hallway and found several long-past-their-primes displaying their wares, not always a pleasant sight but par for the course. Definitely not my interest but always there. (BLEAH!!) Major exception: Standing in the doorway to one of the rooms on the 3rd floor was Kris. He was about 6'3", maybe 60, African-American, solid slim build, almost no body fat, not skinny, all tone, medium hairy, with a towel around his waist. He said "HI". I hit the brakes. He asked me the basics and invited me in. I shut the door behind me, he dropped his towel, pulled my towel off, and pulled me to him. He made a few comments then sat down on the bed and got busy with my cock. After a while he turned around on the bed and pointed his ass toward me. "Fuck me." He was pre-lubed with his ass in the air. Not a word from him about status, condoms, safe sex... then I didn't ask either. Another version of “don’t ask, don’t tell.” I fucked him for maybe 15 minutes, and finally blew a three-day load in his hole. Afterwards, we lay on the bed and made rude comments about all the trolls and lurkers. Nothing of personal nature was asked or volunteered. He gave me his personal card and asked me to come visit him in Silverlake the following week. I said okay. The next Wednesday I biked up to his house, my nerves were shot as I arrived just after 12. Small place, 1 bdrm, very private backyard, great view of some hills from the front. When I got there I could see him through the front windows, again wearing only a towel. When I was on the porch he opened the front door and then dropped his towel in full view of anyone from the street. He asked me in and told me to get comfortable and as usual I was staggering around as to what to do. Fortunately he was more competent than was I, because soon enough we finally settled in the backyard, both nude. Then I made my boo boo. I had my usual headache, low grade this time and mentioned it to him. He offered to get me an Advil. I said okay. What he actually gave me, I don't know. Within a few minutes of swallowing the pill I was very lightheaded and very relaxed. Everything was getting calm yet I was not lifeless, almost as if I'd had a massive hit of poppers that kept increasing their effect. He had me lay face-down on a towel on the lawn, sat on my ass, then leaned in and started to kiss my neck and shoulders. I could feel him adjust his position and straddle me. I could feel his cock running up and down between my ass cheeks. I thought we were just gonna hang-out out here. He, apparently, had other ideas. He started kissing me again, and we made out as he continued to run his precum-soaked cockhead up and down my crack. Did I mention that his cock was BIG? He slowly raised my arms over my head and pinned me down. Not that I was gonna put up a fight, I was too distracted to notice. Then he started to enter my ass bare, poking my hole with the head of his cock. He'd repeatedly back completely out then slide in a little further each time until he was grinding his groin against my butt. Whatever he had given me not only killed my headache, it also made certain parts of me VERY sensitive and made me VERY horny. My cock was aching under me. I could also feel every inch of his cock as he started to fuck me. I eased my ass up higher and higher so he could get more of his cock in me. For a solid 30 minutes he pumped in and out of me at a fairly slow, consistent pace. He called me a slut, told me how I wanted to take his cock and wanted to be filled with his cum. What could I say? Nothing. All I could do was moan in response to him and kiss back when he pressed his lips to mine. After all, it was what I wanted but was too dense to ask for. I could feel him all the way in me now, just plunging away with that (what felt like an) enormous cock, feeling him getting even harder in me. He would occasionally pull all the way out and then drive himself back into me deeper grunting, and moaning. Feeling his veiny cock plunge into as my ass, my muscles tightened again around his thick shaft. He was moaning out loud, I swear anyone near could hear him calling me a motherfucker, constantly telling me he was gonna breed my ass. Without any warning, he shot his load in me. I could feel his huge dick throbbing in my guts, which totally sent me over the edge. He continued to pump in and out of me, keeping my hole plugged so as little cum as possible dripped out. He filled me up, and I thought he wasn't ever going to stop cumming, as he kept spurting and shooting cum deep into me. I could feel each spurt as his cock swelled in size with each load he dumped in me. Finally we both fell forward panting. I could feel his cock still in me twitch several of times, and I squeezed it some more. I wanted all of his man juice. Eventually he got fully hard again, and before pulling out of me - naked and full of his sperm - he deposited a second load. Already full of his first load, my ass was covered with his cum. He finally slipped out of my filled ass and he lay down beside me. We each were catching our breath. I was in a daze, from the pill, from the fucking and from knowing that I'd just taken his cock and cum raw. He let me lie there for about an hour in the sun then dragged me with him into his shower. He soaped me up, rinsed me and then covered me with lotion. We settled in the living-room and talked for over 2 hours about everything, finally settling on sex. We covered a lot of territory. He asked about my history, and said that he had seen me previously at Midtowne but that I gave off a signal to "Leave me alone". He said that after our first contact at the spa, he wanted more private time with me,. So, here I was. Safe play came up. I told him I was neg, he said he didn't know his status. He just loved to fuck raw. But then, now so did I. This was the first of four visits to his home for me. For the following three, he surprised me by having a couple of his friends join us. One was a tall white guy, little chubby, beautiful skin, beautiful cock. The other guy was African-American, built much like Kris, just a bit shorter, with a nice uncut dick that curved down, really easy to swallow.. Both late 50's (my guess, I didn't ask) both in very good physical shape. Each time Kris gave me his "Advil" and each time I was the receiver. I loved every minute of it. I was there all day each time and must have been bare fucked over a dozen times total, getting filled with cum each time. Always being outside and with both of them being verbal, I'm sure the neighbors knew what was happening. I would (reluctantly) leave each time (yes Kris kept asking me to stay the night... too tempting..) my ass filled with cum and doing everything possible to not leak on the way home. I had NEVER experienced anything like this before. Between the drugs (a new experience) and freely being of service (another new experience) I was dazed for days. I still got tested, but really didn't care what the outcome was or is. The last time was very late September. Yeah, I have become somewhat of a cumbucket or cum-pig. After receiving the cum of the other guys I just don't think it really matters any more. I love to fuck but really I love to be fucked, and bare is how I wanna play. Yeah, I did get the results and yes I was still neg as of last response. Since my last visit to Kris, I haven't touched anything other than poppers. I still don't know what he gave me and I haven't tried to find out yet. Whatever it was made me too willing for anything.
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The Greatest Spectator Sport In The World
rawTOP posted a topic in Bug Chasing & Gift Giving FICTION
I headed out to the Baths around 3 pm Saturday. I was surprised to find it busy so early. As I walked to my room, I saw men in various stages of undress, and was happy to see quite a few younger guys—prime prey for older, diseased Fuckers like myself. I don't necessarily go for the Twinks. I like my men older and a lot sleazier than them. But it was cool seeing the kindergarten gender out and about—a lot of good lookin' chicken feed there--each a potential convert to the cause—or HIV. I checked out the Maze and watched 2 POZ dudes assail a Youth of 19 He was getting slammed in both ends. The scene evoked a pangs of jealousy. I wished I were him. But I'd been there hundreds of times, witness my semi-celebrity status as a survivor. I knew my POZ brothers would do a good job, turning the Boy into a Crazed Cum Slut who'd cum back again and again until he finally got AIDS. The sixtyish Top was mustached, a slender 5'9, with a 7" Cock. My other POZ Bud was in his fifties, 5'10", with an uncut 6-1/2. My mustached Pal gave me the high-sign—they were doing it bareback. They repeatedly fed the Kid Poppers, and he compliantly sniffed from the little brown bottle. I watched until my stached friend slapped Junior's Ass—a portent of what was to Cum. He moaned and splattered the Kid's guts with POZ Spooge. Greatest Spectator Sport in the world! Not to be out done, the Dude fuckin' the Kid's mouth shot down the Boy's throat. Unprepared for such a voluminous infusion, the inexperienced Teen began gagging. I prayed for any oral ulceration which might give the Virus a foothold, then headed for the john where I knew my Brothers would assemble to cleanse themselves of all traces of the Act. "How was he?" I inquired enviously. "Fuckin' Incredible, Man! The Kid's Ass was so soft and tight—an Ass to die for. Makes me wanna quit takin' Meds." I knew my Bud already took his Meds so erratically and sporadically, that he must have built up quite a resistance by then. As I headed back to the Maze to find a Twink of my own, the Kid scooted past toward the lobby and exit—as if he could escape the Seeds of Destruction bored into his Ass.- 3 replies
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I went to the bath house in St. Louis and had one of the most prolific evenings of my life. I was in the steam room when I spotted a young Stud in the back corner, one leg upon the bench. I walked up behind him and rubbed his Butt, and he begged me to fuck him. I didn't even bother removing my 0-gauge PA (Prince Albert)*. My Dick is pretty average; but every time that Steel hit his Prostrate, he went wild. I obliged by dumping 2 Charged Loads up his Ass and let him shoot his Jizm down my throat. I'm such a cupcake—letting guys to do me like that. A Top who'd been watching me approached and inquired if I were POZ and into Gifting. "Yeah and usually," I replied. He relayed that his betrothed, quite the Tramp, was, at that very moment, was down in the Maze taking all Givers. He figured the only way to keep him faithful was to give him "the Gift" before someone else got to him first. "I love him very much," was his subterfuge. "I don't want to hurt him, just corral him in a bit." "Sure," I smirked. "I had a Lover like that once." "What happened to him?" "Died of AIDS." “Well, I guess, that’s a risk I’ll have to take.” Thinking I might as well make a game of such an onerous task, I invited him to lie face down, warning that I needed to loosen up that tight Ass of his. "Might sting a tad since you usually Top." "Let’s get it over with." I swabbed my mitt in KY Jelly (the only lube I had at hand). Before the shit could dry, I plowed my fist into his unsuspecting Ass. He clenched his teeth and bit down hard on the pillow as I began to twist within. With dispassionate disinterest I surveyed his torment, and concluded that (Surprise! Surprise!) I was enjoying myself. After all, he'd volunteered, and had much worse in store for the unsuspecting paramour he professed to love. As I'd hoped, my hand came out coated with his Shit and Blood. I raised my forearm and thrust my defiled fingers to his turgid Lips. "Now, you dirty Fucker, if you really want to POZ your Bud, lick it off. Lick it all off, and then I'll fuck you good." He did. After washing Shit and Blood from my Prick, I prowled the halls till 10 P.M. I found a hot young Twink, lying on his stomach, pretending to sleep. I rode his Ass for 20 minutes before he woke up and begged for my Cum. Before I shot I told him I had to know his age since I'm not into kids. He claimed he was 21, which I doubt. But if he'd lied it was okay—cause I'd lied too—about my Status. I really worked his Hole good with my 0-gauge PA. Back in my room I got fucked by 2 Fags who left my door wide open for all to see. The cunts were Lovers in their mid-thirties and also POZ. They tag-teamed my Hole while other horny Dudes came by to use my oral cavity as Sewer for their Piss and Cum. By the time I hit the parking lot I'd taken 5 loads up the Ass and 7 down my throat, including 2 of drunken Piss. I staggered out of there just after midnight; and when I exited the car, a big gray ring of Cum and Piss had permeated my briefs and sweats to drench the car seat .
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I went to the baths Sunday morning to work out and meet with a Bottom who never showed up. I walked around after my workout, getting stiffer by the second, and passed a room with the door open. Three guys were screwing in there. The youngest was a major Pig Bottom with an Ass so sexy I was sure it must already be bursting with Cum. I stroked my Meat; and the guy nearest the door, the Pig's Lover, invited me in. The 3rd Dude, a Muscle Guy whom I’d POZZED the year before, was plowing the Bottom. I was in for some serious Butt Fucking. The good-looking Lover told me the Kid was a “major Cum Slut,” and was whoring him out. One stipulation: “Guys wearing CONDOMS need NOT apply”. The Muscle Guy pulled out, and I rammed my Meat up the Kid's Hole. The Kid roared in pain, but his Lover bellowed at him to shut up. He told me if the Kid continued ’making a scene’ to fuck the shit out of him. The Boy loaded up on Poppers till he turned red in the face, and I got to the brink and pulled out. I wanted to build up a truly lethal dose of POZ Jizm. I asked Lover Boy if the Kid were POZ or NEG. He didn't know and couldn’t have cared less. The little Whore just wanted Cum up his Ass. I told the Punk I was going to flood his SHITTER with POZ SPOOGE. The Boy squirmed maniacally, trying to push me off; but his Lover thwarted his efforts, pressing his knees to his chest, urging me to POZ FUCK the little Cunt. After I shot, Muscle Dude shoved his Cock in the Kid's Hole, and with my Load for Lube, POZ FUCKED the Kid too. My Bud hadn’t let on that he was POZ, but later admitted that all that POZ talk had gotten him horny as hell. We bred the Kid several times. For good measure, I screwed Muscle Dude, too, then returned to my room for a nap.
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I was horny as hell when I got to my room and spied just what my aching Balls needed—a Nude on his bunk, Ass in the air, no Condoms in sight—the perfect portent to what I hoped would be a heady night of breeding. I tore off my clothes and rushed over buck naked. The guy stirred when I slapped his round Bubble Butt with my Dick. As my eyes adjusted, I noticed what the dim incandescents had concealed—a steady stream of Jizm dripping from his Hole to the mattress. Sweet Jesus! What a sight for sore eyes! Late 20s, maybe 30, 5-10,160 pounds, Latino, with a nice face and full lips. The guy started to rise, but I pushed him back down on his belly. The sight and smell of all that Cum aroused me, and I wanted to make love to his Pussy before I spewed my Toxin up his Cunt. I felched a huge Load and savored it. I wanted to leave plenty to lube my Fuck Stick, but the musky taste of Man Juice overwhelmed me. I slurped another Load, flipped him over, and fed him a juicy glob of Jizm. He sucked it like a Greedy Little Pig, and we swapped stale Seed back and forth with hot, nasty Kisses. "Damn, Fucker, YOUR HOLE IS SWEET! How many Loads you got up there?" "10 or 12, I suppose. Kinda lost track. Not countin' the black bastard who shot in me twice—Humungous Dick!—the nervous-norvous of a Married Dude who pulled out as he was cumin', an' the KS Dalmatian who spooged while he was soft. Some days ya gotta take on all Cummers. Some days ya can't get enough. Understand?" Equinanomous on the outside, my Dick throbbed with Lust. I was so aroused that I didn't know what to do first with the fuckin' Bitch Boy. I fingered-fucked his Asshole—still amazingly tight—and withdrew another wad of creamy Spooge. He sucked my finger dry, and we shared another slimy Kiss. God, could he make Love! Although we were the same height, I had 30 pounds on him, so I pinned him like a Tiger does his Prey. I usually don't care if my Anonymous Fucks get off or not, but I had an inkling he was my kind of Whore—that when I slid my Diseased Fuck Stick up his Slimy Pussy I’d satiate us both. His hungry Lips clamped on my Pecs; and like a starved baby, he suckled my Nips. "Oh, Fuck Yeah! Daddy's gonna breed your Bitch Cunt! You're gonna get my first Load of the night, Boy; and it's gonna be FUCKIN’ SICK! I'm gonna fill your fuckin' Pussy with Jizm and a whole lot more!" "Fuck me, Daddy, please! I've been waiting all day for someone like you to make love to me! I need it real bad!" “FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!” The way the Fucker carried on sent shivers up my spine. It was one of those truly rare encounters—when you find another Sex-Starved Pig who truly shares your Passion, not just your Lust. I wanted to make love to that Boy instead of just another Doggie-Style Fuck. I locked eyes with him and drew his legs up to my shoulders. I took a hit of Jungle Juice and aligned my Tool with his still drooling Cunt. His Cunt was so wet that my fat Meat slipped in with ease. He let out a huge sigh which I quickly muffled with my dirty words. My Dick gleamed with fagged-out Spooge exuding from his hairy Twat. The ripe smell of Jizm mixed with sweat and Poppers deluged me. I fucked like a dead man screwin' his last piece of Meat, interspersing curses of "You Fuckin’ CumSlut!" with affirmations of love. He pleaded for me to breed him as he slurped the sweat dripping off my abs and fed it back to me in wet kisses. Every time he pushed up to meet my thrusts, I smelled seeping Jizm. My only regret was my fuse had already been lit, and I knew I would soon explode. "OH FUCK, YEAH, BABY! DADDY'S GONNA BREED YOUR PUSSY! YOU WANT IT BAD, DONCHA BABY? OH FUCK, YEAH! “Y--E--A--H--H--H--H!" I almost blacked out as I gripped the Boy and slammed hard with my hips. Wave after wave of Poz Juice gushed from my Balls, inundating his Ass Walls with Poison. After a few seconds I collapsed on him, held him tight, and used my Rod to trap the Spooge in his Hole. I whispered how much Daddy loved his sweet Mancunt. We kissed and made out while my Bug Strain penetrated deep in his Being. After 10 minutes I pulled out. His Pussy Lips had stayed tight; but I wanted to savor his Seed one more time. I asked him to squeeze out a few precious drops Greedily I felched them and fed them past his Lips. I needed to shower, clear my head, and recharge my Balls for another Young Man. He smiled and we kissed goodbye.
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I went to the baths Saturday afternoon to see if I could find a Hot Ass to breed. It was a beautiful, warm summer day; and there was some succulent Mancunt lounging by the pool. I usually don't care about a guy's age long as he's in shape. Fact is, I generally prefer ‘em over 35. But that afternoon I kept my eye open for some Boycunt. The Baths are just around the corner from the campus, so the odds of finding some bored summer school flunky to infect were pretty good. A muscle boy of 25, a gymnast type, lay on his back stroking his Rod. I pulled off my towel, exposing my POZ Cock, which he eagerly sucked down. I reached around and stuck a finger up his Ass. It came out milky white. "You got a Load in there already, Pal." Turned out he'd just been fucked by his Workout Bud an hour before. I cut right to the chase. "You want another Load?" "YES, SIR!" I got him on all fours the way I like my Bottoms—Hole in the air, Ass Cheeks spread wide. He slid back on my Cock. After he got comfy, I did a number on his Pussy. Between my Tongue and Cock and Busy Fingers, he didn't know which end was up. I got him practically begging to be POZZED. When I'm about to shoot, I like to get my Pigs down on their stomachs so I can grind my Bug Juice into them for better Breeding. So I climbed on his back and whispered intimately, "You always take it raw?" "Yeah. I want my Tops to have a good time, too." I always have a good time when I'm spreading my POZ Seed around. "Nothing like Cum runnin' down your leg, you know" The Little Whore was fertile ground, indeed; and I had just the Seed to sow him with. "You POZ or NEG?" I asked. "NEG so far." "So, just to pretend...theoretically, of course...what if I told you I was POZ?" "S'ok, man. I think I'm immune to HIV." You Stupid Shit! I was so eager to prove the little Fucker wrong. I screwed him deep, swaying my hips, to grind my POZ Spooge in his gut. "THERE'S ONE BIG POZ LOAD FOR YOU, MAN." He thanked me, and I shot two more Cum Loads up his Chute. When I left, he was in the sauna taking it up the Ass from two Black Dudes, one of whom I knew was POZ cause he's recharged me from time to time. The arrogant little S.O.B. had plenty of POZ Cream to infiltrate his NEG Fuck Hole. I still marvel that he claimed immunity, and wonder if anyone's yet proved him wrong.
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I am a 22 year old student, 5'6, medium build, blonde hair, blue eyes, 6" uncut, tight Hole, into most things I've tried and open to those that I haven't. I was out barhopping one night and got half soused. By the end of the evening I was feeling so horny a trip to the Baths was in order. There were a few guys cruising around so I wandered about. Then this tanned guy in his 30s checked in. He finished his cigarette, scanning the joint. He invited me to his room. He was so hot I couldn't refuse. He tossed his towel on the bunk, revealing a 7-inch Cock. I bent down to suck it, and he started to fuck down my throat. He knelt down to rim me, pushing his tongue in far as it would go. "GOD, THAT FEELS GOOD!" He got to talkin' dirty in that husky voice of his, telling me how he liked breedin' Cunts like me. The longer he rimmed me, the harder I got. He pressed his dry Dick to my Hole, and, before I knew it, plunged all the way in. Actually it wasn't as bad as it sounds—cause I was halfway drunk to begin with and he planted a bottle of Poppers under my nose. He plowed in and out, and I bucked back against him cause it felt so good. He asked if I liked takin' it raw. In practice I usually didn't—but when push came to shove—YES—that’s how I prefer it. Meanwhile, I was thinking, 'Geez, I oughta ask this guy to use a Condom.' But "GOD THAT FEELS GOOD!" was all that came out. He fucked me for 20 minutes, talking about how he loved breedin' Bottoms. I must admit I dug it. I could feel him gettin' harder and thrustin' deeper the longer he fucked. He started moaning an' beatin' me off. THEN HE SHOT! His Dick spasmed nonstop. "FUCK, BOY! TAKE MY POZ CUM!" I tried to pull off but he was still beatin' my Shaft and in spite of myself, I came, too. He licked me clean and kissed me. The taste of my Cum on his tongue reminded me of the Toxic Venom he'd infused up my Ass. He was yappin' away; but I had no comprehension of what he said cause I was in shock. Over the next few weeks I came to accept what had happened; and Barebacking became the rule, rather than the exception in my life. A couple months later I got tested, and the results came back NEG; but by then Bareback Sex had become so ingrained in my persona that I ONLY FUCKED RAW.
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Adam was a hot young man, dark brown hair, slim tight body, and boyish looking. My Bud and I noticed him at the Club a year ago. Watching him and his partner dance, we couldn't figure out if they were Lovers or just good friends. Alan, my best friend, was totally smitten with the Boy and vowed, that by the end of the evening, Adam would be his. “Nonsense!” I dismissed Alan's prediction out of hand. Now don't get me wrong. My Pal's a real hunk—tall, dark and handsome, mid-20's, and, incidentally, POZ—but sometimes a little arrogant. So I assumed my best I'm-from-Missouri pose, and leaned back as Al approached the Boy. Now Alan's a great dancer, with natural style and grace. And as he started grooving, guys turned to check him out—including Adam. The Boy gave my Bud the once-over and returned the Alan’s flashy smile. The Kid's dancing partner grew testy at Adam's flirtatiousness and stormed out the door. My friend smiled again at Adam, and soon they were dancing real close. Al whispered in his ear, and they headed to the bar. Several drinks later they came over to the table. "If you don't mind, think I'll call it a night," Al winked, as he wrapped his arm round Adam's waist. Leaning over, he whispered, "Call me in a day or two, and I'll tell you how it all came out." So what happened next? I waited 48 hours to ring up my Bud. He said that the Kid was pretty inexperienced, but loved to booze it up. After a few drinks, some Ecstasy and Crystal—not to mention Viagra to keep him hard, the Youth was perfectly disposed for the ritual ahead. I asked my Pal why he'd given Adam so much shit. He replied he wanted the Kid fucked up enough so he wouldn’t chicken out. And what exactly did my Bud have in mind? Well, he ate out Adam's smooth Boy Cunt before fucking him with his fat Cock, using only spit for Lube. Then he fucked him good with progressively larger Dildos till the Latex came out bloody. By then The Kid was so doped up he didn't even notice. Alan proposed that, since the night was young, it'd be fun to hit the Baths. Adam replied he'd never been. "We'll soon take care of that." So off they traipsed—and stayed till Sunday afternoon. "And did Adam enjoy himself?" "You shoulda seen the Kid. A couple gave him grass on top of all the other shit, and it was "Open Season on Adam" night. Man, was his Cunt dripping! The Kid could hardly walk by the time I dropped him off at home.” And what of the Boyfriend who'd stormed out of the Club? After one humungous argument, they kissed and made up and settled back into a monogamous relationship. That lasted till Adam got real sick. Concerned, the BF insisted Adam see a Doc. The Doc suspected HIV and his test results were POZ. The Doc, who knew the two of them, tested BF, too. The latter also tested POZ and got a wee bit pissed. They split. Young Adam converted to a Top and became a fixture at the Baths. His sexy good looks and naturally seductive manner masked any indication of HIV. He and Alan became best of friends and team up each week on unofficial bareback night.
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Given all the good times I've had there, I headed for The Pit. As I climbed the stairs, some hunky dudes walked past. I recognized a Leather Dude with big stash and a drug-fucked Boy clinging to his arm. The Kid was grinning ear to ear. I was sure he wouldn't be grinning so, if he knew what Mr. Poz had in store for him. Overall the drug-fucked ones are the best to take advantage of. They willingly do all the nasty shit, then blame it on the drugs. ‘Yeah, right!’ After paying at the front desk, they buzzed me in. The guys behind the desk are nice (in more ways than one), but don't mix with the clientele as much as the old staff did. I noticed lots of guys hangin' in the TV room and others near the entrance—to put the make on Newbies cuming in. The Sling Room was filled with the usual Sleazy Sluts flaunting well stretched Pussy. I lingered at the back room door to let my eyes adjust. Inside guys clutched Poppers like their lives depended on it, while sliding into well-fucked Asses to the accompaniment of funky, squishy rhythms. One Fag in the corner confided to the lanky shadow feeling up his Crack that he didn't take it raw. But minutes later, like all the other Pigs, he was spreading his Ass Cheeks, begging to be fucked. A real sleazy guy tried to screw me, but couldn't get it up. I get all misty-eyed when guys can't shoot cause of the shit flowin' in their veins. I headed upstairs to the Glory Holes. A middle-aged, paunchy guy approached me. "Hey, Pretty Boy, cum with me; and I'll show ya a good time." I thought to myself, 'Yeah, sure,' and answered curtly, "No thanks. I'm busy." The obnoxious Fuck persisted, his hands roaming where they had no right to be. "I told you I'm not interested!" The final straw came when he grabbed my arm and dragged me down the hall. That, in and of itself, was not offensive, cause I've dealt with abusive types before, though I hadn't pegged that guy for one; he resembled more your typical married bi. I glanced at the bystanders, pleading with my eyes, 'Jeez, guys, I sure could use some help.' But no one wanted to get involved. I again reiterated, “I'M NOT IN-TRIS-TID!!!” He responded that I would be once I saw what was in his pants. I considered going with the Fart just to call his bluff, but he pissed me off—so I kicked him in the shin. He screamed like a banshee. "YOU S.O.B ! YOU CRAZY?" I leaned in real menacingly. "I think I am. So please don't piss me off!" He stormed off in a huff. For the next few minutes I expected to hear my name on the P.A; but then again, he’d started it. I entered one of the Glory Hole booths and checked out all Poppers bottles littering the floor. Guys get in such a tizzy when having sex; they end up leaving stuff around. I peered through the Glory Hole. A bearded POZ TOP was face-fucking a Young Twink. The Top recognized me and pushed the Kid’s Cock through. I had no doubt my friend was fucking him. The more I thought about that POZ Cock gliding in and out of the Kid’s tight Hole, the harder I sucked, and got rewarded by a creamy Load of Boy Spooge gushing down my throat. The Punk withdrew and left the booth. I asked my Pal if he'd bred the Kid. Of course. I unlatched the door and dropped some tokens in the slot. One totally hot Dude stepped in and turned me round. He tried to penetrate my Ass, but got only semi-hard. Oh, well. I sucked the Hunk and bred his Ass before walking out on him. I decided to cruise around the Club, and chatted with an Old Fart sitting in the lounge. He was from the states and had been POZ for 20 years. I love to talk to guys like that. They have so many hot stories to share. I made my way towards the john where a slim, dark-haired Kid was fucking a Pierced Pig. A group of rowdy comrades egged him on. A POZ Dude approached the Young Man from behind. Surrounded by the raucous throng, the Kid was trapped. The POZ Dude grabbed him by the hips and slammed into him. The Kid, in turn, plowed nonstop up the Pierced Pig's Butt. After 10 minutes or so, the Youth cried out, "OH, YEAH!" The POZ Dude twisted the Youth's Nips and unloaded up his Ass. The Man withdrew and kissed the Boy, to distract him from the next Vulture stealing up. That's where I left it. I knew what was gonna happen next. It was gonna be a feeding frenzy, from which the Young Man would likely not emerge UNSCATHED. I exited toward the shower stalls, surveying yet another Bareback Orgy—guys sliding in one slicked-up Ass after another. A hot young Twink (very slutty and fucked up) approached. "What are you into?" He didn’t recognize me. "I'm kinda new at this," I lied. God, I love it when they're so out of it their memories get fucked up. I mean we'd chatted several times before. "Forget it..." were his final words, as he stomped off to the showers—to get fucked by whomever came along. The guy from the back room traipsed in—the one who didn’t take it 'raw.' I don't know what had happened to him, but his eyes had glassy look. He walked up to a Muscle Butt, begging to be fucked. Only the Muscle Butt ignored his Ass, since he only bottomed. I headed back to the Glory Hole booths where I sucked and fucked till early morn. One Skinhead got his fist in me with just the Cum already up my Cunt for Lube. No, I don't remember what he looked like; and I don’t care. I love anonymous sex—the riskier the better. If it's raw and anonymous, it gets me off. That's all that matters. As I exited the Club I recognized yet another Youth entering The Pit—a real sexy looking Blonde decked out in denim. He looked like he'd been out dancing. I don't know his name; but he goes there quite a lot—as many of the bar types do. They drop in after the bars close for their nightly fix of POISON JIZZ.
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It was the weekend, and I was out on the town. I decided to drop in on my high school Pal. He started hustling at 18, and loves every minute of it. Says it's the best money he's ever made. It's not the most secure job in the world, but the benefits are immense. He doesn't think he'll make it to 30, so he does just what he wants. I asked how his week had gone. One married man and a couple Fags. He said the married guy fucked him in their conjugal bed while wifey was out of town. He'd decided to give the Bi a break (since he'd neglected to mention he has AIDS) and stayed the night. The Bi had desperately needed a Hot Teen Boy to fuck, and may have gotten a wee bit more than he'd bargained for. (My Pal plans to remain a Teen for at least another 2 years.) We talked at length about some of the younger dudes and some of the older used up Pussy (including my Pal). These boys are usually addicted to sex or drugs or both. Many are POZ. He tricked at the Pit two weeks ago. The John wanted a Hot Boy to fuck. My Pal got all chemed-up, forgot about his Trick, and fell asleep in the Sling Room. He took a dozen Loads. Cum was literally pouring out of him, so he got down on hands and knees to lap it up. I checked out a couple bookstores. The Pleasure Chest attracts all kinds. I hooked up with a trucker who looked and smelled like he never bathed. He bent me over and, before sliding in, shoved some party stuff up my Ass. Felt real nice. We quickly gained an audience, and I took half a dozen Loads. I love being bent over and stuffed with Cock. I'm not the least bit choosy, and suck, and get fucked by, whoever cums along. "Got a Special Gift for you," one Creep whispered in my ear. "Yeah, whatever." I wasn't impressed. I was probably the one POZZING most of them. I just kept taking Cum till the Dudes were spent, pulled up my pants, and left. I farted as I walked along. I ducked into a doorway and stuck a finger up my Ass. I hate being dirty. I know it turns some guys on, but I prefer being clean. I walked past some street urchins. One whistled and yelled to get my attention. It's exciting being a Harlot of the Night. I tried it a few years back. You never know who or what you're gonna meat. Plus the money can be spectacular—providing you fuck raw. I stopped at The Station. I hadn't planned on staying long, but it was packed. I headed to the back room where a guy demanded I suck his Cock. His Dick had lumps all over it, but I sucked it nonetheless. I ended up taking another 15 Loads, give or take a few. Sometimes I lose track. It was almost 4 a.m. by the time I reached The Pit. I passed several Leather Men on their way out. One of them whistled as I passed. "Nice Ass!" 'Pity he's leaving,' I thought to myself. He had lots of tats and looked real sleazy—my kinda guy. Still, guys like him are a dime a dozen that time of night. The first thing I noticed was the still large crowd. I tried to get into one of the G.H. Booths, but all were all occupied. One guy told me that in the corner booth a POZ Dude was whoring out his Boyfriend’s Ass. The Boy had already taken dozens of Loads. I wondered what the Kid looked like, but my Ass twitched. I needed Cock. I headed to the Sauna and stumbled into an Orgy—guys sliding up Ass and screwing mouths all over the place. I had some drug-fucked young Twink slither up to me and say that he adored my Butt. Tit for tat I slipped behind him and shot my Load up his cum-drenched Ass. An older Dude was playing with himself. I dropped to my knees to go down on him when he turned around. I dug my tongue into his hairy Pussy and chowed down on his Ass Lips. He was none too clean; but as the saying goes, 'If you can get past the smell....' Actually, I love all Ass, dirty or clean. I didn't used to, but I do now. Trading places, he screwed his Cock deep up my Ass before shooting a huge Load. Even with all the Spooge already in me, I felt him Cum. He slipped me a few love pills and walked off. Two older men were ravaging a young guy who'd passed out near the door. It was hot watching them fuck the senseless Youth. I noticed the BIO-TAT on the Fucker's arm. “WAY TO GO, MAN!“ I fucked the Fucker, while his Partner shot down Junior's throat. I slapped BIO-TAT on the Ass and reamed Junior myself. I headed to the john. Shit, it was packed! I had trouble working my way amongst the fucking, sucking bods, so I had to stay awhile. I maneuvered for a little space as countless Cocks explored my Crack and hands groped for my Balls. I inched toward the exit and the dormitory sector. Guys in rooms with doors flung open were begging to be fucked. A really chemed-up Dude came up to me and started eating out my Hole—right there in the corridor. Meanwhile, I sucked off a mustached Dude who pushed my head down in his Crotch. My motto: Never Pass Up Good Cock! In one room a Black Daddy fed his Ass to a Young Fem. After a few minutes the Daddy demanded, "Eat my Shit, Kid. Suck those Turds!" I would have stuck around to watch the Youngster turn brown; but suddenly felt queasy, and I'm no prude! I remembered the POZ Dad who was whoring out his Son and headed back to the Glory Holes. I entered an adjacent Booth and spied the Youth, face pressed against the Glory Hole across from me. He's was indeed a beauty—soft, silky skin; arrow-straight Cock glistening with Cum; reddish-blonde Pubes obscuring sex-starved shriveled Balls; a mop of thick red hair which screamed DYED, BLO-DRIED, AND PERMED; and blonde body fuzz which gave the Youth a surreal, air-brushed air. The POZ Dude (a Leather Daddy I didn't know) put his face against the Hole. "WANNA CHARGE UP MY BOY?" “YEAH," I replied. According to the Daddy, the Kid was new to the scene, and Daddy was merely fulfilling his patriarchal obligation to make sure the Youth got bred. "You POZ?" Daddy inquired. "None of your business." "I am. Turn around." I didn't need a second invite, and his Cock was up my Ass. It hurt like hell, despite all the other Loads I'd taken. I've neglected to mention his mammoth P.A. As nimbly as he'd entered me, he pulled back out and tore into my Hole with his nails. My masochistic side drooled at the damage he was inflicting, even as I cried out in pain. Satisfied that I'd been properly prepped, he slammed back up my Ass. I was close to passing out, but kept sniffing Poppers to give me an adrenaline boost. My head swam all the more. After God knows how long, he shot one humungous POZ Load up my Ass. God, so much Jizm! When he pulled out a juicy glob of Spooge plopped to the tile. I knelt down and licked it up. As if on cue, the Kid turned and smiled in my direction. It was hilarious cause he looked so out of it—till I realized I must have looked the same to him. "Wanna suck and fuck me, Mister?" he asked, glancing at Daddy for approval. The Boy was so good-looking and tight , I had no problem spewing Bullets up his Ass, despite all my other fucking. Then, for good measure, I rammed my fist up his Ass and twisted. "Uhhhhhhhh!" the Boy winced, squealing in pain. "Stings a little, doesn't it, Boy?" I knew if the Dumb Slut didn't feel so good right then, he'd feel twice as bad by morning. The Youth turned and fed his Cock to me through the Hole, and I sucked his NEG (?) Load down my throat. Daddy invited me join them in their booth while he went off in search of other prey; and I spent the next few hours pimping out his Son. Thanks to all the horny Diehards who'd hung around, by 11 A.M. the Boy could hardly walk. Daddy and I each grabbed an arm and dragged him to their car. Daddy dropped me off at home, where I slept a sound and dreamless sleep till I awoke—ERECT AGAIN.
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Helping a 19 y.o. bug chaser on his quest
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I met a College Kid this morning. We'd been corresponding for several months, and he'd been on my case to POZ his Butt. He'd been taking it raw since he'd started fucking, but had grown impatient with testing NEG. I work out on at the Baths several times a week. Finally I grew tired of Junior bitching and invited him to drop by. He got there early and was dressed in Tee and 501 cutoffs. Beneath those he wore bikini briefs, apparent because his 501's had ridden down his Bubble Butt, revealing an enticing bulge between his legs. Like a good boy, he waited patiently for me to shower; then I showed him to my room. I peeled off those briefs of his and bent him over the bunk. I rimmed his Cunt till it was soaked with Spit, then mounted him and rammed it home, POZ CREAMING HIS NEG ASS. How I wished I'd had more time, but in my eagerness to accommodate my fellow man, I did the next best thing. I turned him over to a Gift Giver Wannabe who desperately needed to POZ FUCK. He hadn't taken Meds to date, so I had high hopes his Bug would take. Yeah, I know. I'm not a Chicken Hawk. I don't usually mess with guys 19. But the little Twirp deserved it so, I did everything in my power to screw him up. -
I dropped in at the Baths on my way home from work. I planned to get sucked and maybe fuck a little. I was 90% Top. Due to my size (6'4", 220 lbs), guys tended to get overwhelmed when I engulfed them. The guys I attracted, or was attracted to, were straight-acting Bottoms, frequently married or Bi, who had little experience dealing with a guy like myself-who dwarfed them in size, overpowered them, and used their Asses for my satisfaction. Anyway, I made eye-contact with an Italian Hunk. He pursued me into the Maze where we connected. What surprised me was that he was not interested in my Cock. On the contrary, he went straight for my Ass. massaging it beneath my towel. Before I knew it, the towel fell to the floor; and he'd maneuvered behind me. I wasn't about to get screwed by him or any other guy; but momentarily humored him, and let him explore my Ass Crack. That excited him and the others who were watching. 'What's this?' I agonized. 'Screw Me Day?' They all seemed to want the same thing, but no way was I going to whore out my Butt to that group of guys. I must admit one of them, a Black Dude with a nice long, thick Cock, turned me on. And when I split, he followed me to the Sauna. We started fooling around. It didn't take long for me to conclude that he, too, wanted my Pussy. After he made a few overt passes, I called it quits and took a hike. After I'd circled the halls several times, I ran into the Black Dude again, accompanied by his Latino Pal. "God, I need to be fucked," spouted Miguel. He sure did have a sweet Ass, and I volunteered to service it for him. The three of us headed to their room. I started to fuck the Hispanic and the Black climbed on my back. As I gave way, the Latino ducked out from under me, grabbed his towel, and vamoosed. That left the two of us alone in the room on the bunk, the Black's Cock poised at my Cunt. I realized I'd been duped by the two. Their real intent had been to get me fucked. The Black plowed my Hole. In my compromised position, I could barely resist. Actually I didn't try very hard. Considering my earlier experiences, I'd become somewhat resolved. He slid in and out and yodeled he was gonna shoot. Afterward I was on the commode when they came in the john. "You breed his Ass?" "Like takin' candy from a baby," the Black replied. "And did you POZ his Cunt?" "All I know is that Whitey's walkin' around with the biggest, badest Load of Bug Juice this Dude's ever shot." POZ me? Bug Juice? I blanched and sat stone still till they left. I was stunned. Sure, it was bound to happen. But what the hell, I was a Top! Tops aren't supposed to get POZZED; but I feared my day of reckoning had cum. Of course, one POZ Fuck doesn't spell HIV. Lots of guys bottom for years and never get the Bug. In a daze I stumbled back to the Maze. And who was waiting for me there, but the Italian I'd met early on. Only now, stretched and lubed courtesy of one Long Black Dong, I was easy pickings for the European's Manmeat. He slid right into me, no questions asked, and in no time shot up my Ass. Again we'd gained an audience; and again, the key attraction was my Butt. When he withdrew, another to took his place-then another-and another. Overall, I took half a dozen Loads that afternoon. I began to think, 'Why not?' If I had the Virus up my Ass, it'd be self-serving to keep it to myself. Yeah, sure, they could have acerbated things by grinding the POZ Stew into my Ass Walls, but, then again, I suspected my days as a NEG TOP were numbered. So since I already had the Virus in me, I took off to see how the Bottom half lived.
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On one of my early trips to the Baths, I was approached by a man with a weird circular Tattoo on his back. The guy wanted to fuck me on the black leather mattress in the Orgy Room, but I declined. He then asked me to accompany him to his room. We stripped, and he sucked my Cock and told me to lay back on the bunk and relax. I was completely nude sans the watch my ex-Boyfriend had given me, and the bottle of Poppers pressed to my nose. The man lay on top of me and licked my Ears, Nips, Cock, and Balls. He slid his Rod up and down my Ass and scooted me over the edge of the bed. He greased my Butt with an abundance of Lube and slid his Dick in my Crack. I kept sniffing; and after a few painful attempts, he drove his bare Cock up my Cunt. At first it hurt like hell, but after a while, it felt pretty good. His Shaft, thicker and longer than most, was lodged deep in my Pussy. As he licked and bit my neck, I had to cum clean how bad I needed it. As he fucked me long and hard, I came face to face, or shall I say Cock to Cock, with the Manslut I had become. Chills ran up and down my spine as he plowed in and out. I fleetingly wondered if he were POZ, but I didn't much care. The thought of him breeding my Hole actually turned me on, and made him seem almost godlike to me. After awhile I moaned and shot Jizm all over my chest. A few seconds later blew his iffy Load deep in my Ass. We talked afterwards. Among other things, we discussed HIV. It was nice to chat with him, instead of him running off like most do. I told him that I was unsure of my Status, but that didn't seem to bother him much. He said I oughta get tested as it would cum as a relief to find out THE TRUTH. Too late did I realize I'd forgotten to ask him what the Tattoo meant.
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I went to the sauna last night. It was a little slow at first. I was fucked by a guy I hadn't seen in ages, but he didn't want to cum so early in the evening. Then I went into the dark room and walked in on an orgy of four or five. I could barely make them out, but the one nearest me had a thick cock, which I chowed down on for a while. I turned and backed onto it. He slid in me with a grunt of pleasure and fucked me till he shot with a loud gasp. He sat on a bench, and I lay next to him. "Was that dirty cum?" "Yeah," he chuckled. "Really dirty!" I followed him outside. His torso was covered with purple blotches. Later, I found him in the dark room again laying on a bench. As I sucked him, an Asian dude followed by a big bear wandered in. The Asian inched over and tentatively touched my ass. I pulled apart my ass cheeks, and he slid a surprisingly long cock up my mancunt. He fucked me while the bear egged him on. "Fuck that ass! Give the fucker what he deserves. He got it cumin'." The Asian got even more aroused. "Yeah, Man! I'm one Dirty Slut. So gimme all ya got!" That really turned him on. He spilt a heavy load into my ass. "You poz?" I really didn't even have to ask. He grunted and left. The bear climbed on top of me, his short, stubby cock sliding up my butt. "I'm going to give you my very special seed." "What's so special ‘bout it?" "It’ll grow on ya. You’ll learn to love it." "You gonna poz me?" "You want it, doncha?” he asked rhetorically, snaking his poison rod up my ass. "Yeah," I muttered. "I really do." I don't know whether he heard me or not cause he did nothing to acknowledge my confession. I took a hit of my Poppers, and heard a low growl as his toxic spooge flooded my cunt. I kissed him, and he said he'd do me again before he left. I needed a break and made out with an old guy I'd seen there before. Great cock, but he was impotent. After coffee, I climbed into the sling. The same old bear sat on the bench across from me transfixed by my cummy gaping pussy. We talked of pozzing both the willing and the unsuspecting. All's fair in love and war. He came over and slid his turgid tool up my mancunt once again. "FUCK ME!" I pleaded. He grinned. "Oh, yeah? You wanna leave here with two bug doses?" "More if I can manage." He fucked me with deliberate concentration. Our souls seemed to bore into each other as he shot up my ass. "Five notches in my belt," he said. I didn’t understand. "Five confirmed conversions. You'll be number six." When he was satisfied the bug had permeated my innards, he pulled out. We kissed. He left. I went back to the dark room and lay down. A big guy came in and looked down at me. He was very nervous and sweaty. He left momentarily, then returned. I got on my knees and offered him my squishy pussy. He fumbled with his towel and slid in me, cumming prematurely. "Sorry," he mumbled. I stood up and kissed him. "No sweat. That felt hot. Are you poz?" He hesitated. "How'd you know?" "Just an inkling. Seems like everyone who's fucked me here tonight is poz."
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Young Bi Guy Takes 3 Loads In A Bathhouse
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I was on vacation and headed for the Baths. It had been a week at least since my last visit, and my malnourished Cock tented flagrantly beneath my towel. I stopped to watch a couple guys fuck bareback. Fed up with sitting on the sidelines, I wandered downstairs and passed a cute Dude on the stairs. He gave my hard Dick a wistful look, massaged his crotch, and brushed against me as he passed. "I have a room," I advised brashly. He nodded and followed me upstairs. His name was Marky, with a beautiful long Dick with purple head, nice balls, and one sweet Butt. And he was POZ. We both liked three-ways and headed out in search of Pussy. We passed the john, where a young Twink, twentyish, reclined against the wall. When we walked by, we startled him, and his loose towel fell to the floor, inadvertently revealing, to our pleasure, a beautiful straight Cock, hard as a rock. Embarrassed, he reached down to pick the towel up, revealing a Bubble Butt to die for. Marky and I glanced at each other, literally grabbed the Youth and escorted him to my room, AKA, "The Lions Den." His name was Johnny, and the first words from his lips: "I'm NEG." Marky and I quickly changed the subject. I got down on hand and knees and took the Boy's hard Shaft between my lips. Marky got behind him and slipped his tongue between his NEG Ass Cheeks. I mouthed his Balls and sucked that sweet NEG Shank while Marky began to tongue his Pussy. Out of the corner of my eye, I spied a POZ Dad I knew well observing from the hall. "NEG," I mouthed in his direction, bobbing my head towards Johnny best I could. Not nice to talk with your mouth full. Soon, the tongue in the Kid's Anus was replaced with Marky's Poison Shaft, and the NEG appeared to love it as Heavy Balls made slapping sounds against his Bubble Butt. The Daddy in the hallway stole in the room, fucked Marky in a threesome, then slipped it in my mouth for me to savor. That was how he always said "Hello." I sucked that Shaft with relish before he stuffed it back up Marky's Pussy. Soon Marky started panting hard and pumped his POZ Jizm up the Young Man's Cunt. He pulled out soft, still spasming. The Daddy quickly took Marky's place up Johnny's A-Hole and was the next to Cum, squirting huge gobs of POZ Jizz up the DDF Youth's NEG Pussy. I continued to suck the Kid, as his hard Pelvis ground against my kisser and his spasming Penis thrust down my throat. Greedily I devoured his NEG Seed. The Daddy and Marky had had their fill, leaving the Twink and me alone on the bunk. Johnny announced he'd better shower. I said the room felt hot (it wasn't just the room was hot) and I was sweaty. We turned on the faucets and showered side by side. I began to lather Johnny's back and buttocks beneath the shower so I could work my magic on his pubes. Pretty soon the warmth and my massage rejuvenated Johnny's Rod. The Kid was ripe again. I used my towel to dry him off. My arm around his still damp shoulders, and my wet towel about my neck, I guided him back to "The Lions Den" where he had cum of age. That time I locked the door behind us. They two of us began to 69 as instinctively my hands kneaded his buttocks, my prodding digits exploring his NEG Pussy till—to gratify my growing angst—I rolled him on his stomach. I rimmed that beautiful Mancunt. You get pretty good at it with years of practice, and pretty soon the Kid was putty in my hands. My own Dick was almost sore from being hard yet unappeased, so I quickly rammed my POZ Rod up his Anus. Obviously he hadn't fucked a lot, evinced by tightness of his Mancunt and his unafflicted Status. Still, entering him was not a problem. With Marky's and the Daddy's Cum in him, I had all the Natural Lube I needed. Hot as I was, it wasn't long till I was ready the Kill. Gobs of Poison Spooge pulsed up his NEG Pussy, for his 3rd POZ Load that day. I wanted to congratulate the him on his possible conversion, but since the Boy had been the only one to mention Status, discretion seemed the better part of valor. To top the evening off I flipped him over and sucked his Rod once more. For the 2nd time that night I was treated to a copious Load of his NEG Spooge—presumably, his NEG Finale. I licked my lips and completely sucked that NEG Rod dry, at which time he announced he had to leave to meat his girlfriend. "A girl?" "Yeah, he replied, "We've been like this [crossing his fingers] since the 6th Grade." The Kid was Bi! I could almost picture him humping her. I was sure he hated Condoms, which is probably why he'd been so quick to declare his Status in the beginning. Johnny wrapped his towel about him. "See you around." I doubted I ever would, especially if the Kid got sick. I wondered if he'd been the perfect setup—and none of us had even been aware. I ruminated about him for a few minutes, unconsciously jacking as I fantasized, until I decided to head out myself. It wasn't till I was pulling off the sheets till I noticed the massive wet spot where the Twink had lain. The Kid was leaking POZ Cum like a faucet. It occurred to me he probably hadn't even noticed till he was driving home, and suddenly realized how damp his panties had become. I stretched the wet spot taunt between my digits and tongued off the excess, once again savoring the potent brew of Marky's, Daddy's and my own Cum. What a fitting way to end the evening! I descended the staircase towards the exit, when who should be ascending but a new arrival—another Young Twink, whose youth and freshness stole my breath away. I stopped in my tracks. "Wow!" I wondered, "Should I?" "…Nah, not tonight." I'd save him for another day. -
After a wild fuck at the Baths, when a Hot Muscle Dad pumped my Ass full with two Loads, I was starved for more. My Dick stiffened and twitched when I saw the Hot Fuck across the hall. He was about my height, 5-10, but maybe 20 lbs. lighter. He had all the markings of a POZ PIG—pale skin, hollowed out face, and an emaciated frame that reeked of AIDS. To top it off, he wore a PA that would tear up my Pussy so his Virus could sail, hook, line, and sinker into every nook and cranny of my bod. I went into his room, dropped my towel, and his hot tongue massaged my Cock. Instinctively I made for his Pucker. His brown-pinkish Pussy oozed rancid Spooge that cut a glistening swathe down his bony Buttocks onto his emaciated thighs. The way he bucked back against my exploring digits told me what a desperate Cunt he was. Hot Damn! How could I resist? The only thing better than fucking a Tight Hole is Sloppy Seconds. I flipped him on his back, straight-armed his legs, and dug my tongue deep into that sweet puddle of Man Juice. I slurped like a Fucker, swallowing most, and dumping the rest down his throat. Our faces were covered with Jizm as I rammed my Manmeat up that elegant Cesspool. "Goddamn, Dude, how many Loads you got in there?" I could feel Jizz seeping out with every stroke. "Six, maybe seven, and I need more." "You want my Dirty Fuckin' Load up your Ass? You want my Poison Jizm in your gut?" Our Lust grew fervid as we got off on our mutual POZ connection. I fantasized I was the Angel of Death, fucking the lifeblood out of an innocent victim who begged on his death bed to be pumped full of Seed. And he was the quintessential POZ Junkie who, paradoxically, couldn't live with, nor without, a Deadly Fix. Simultaneously I was his Mentor and Executioner, determined to inoculate him with a Venom which would sicken and decimate every cell in his bod. Our passion grew vehement as we played out our darkest fantasies of DEATH and the BUG. In conjunction with my grunts of pleasure and his groans of pain, sweat dripped from my pits onto his torso as I stared into the windows of his soul. "You want it, don't you, you twisted Slut? You want to die of AIDS. That why you wanna be fucked?" "You got it, Man. Now cut the bull and inject me with your Deadly Seed!" I slammed in hard, and my Balls spasmed as wave after wave of Toxin invaded his Mancunt. He shot his own Jizm all over his stomach, which I lapped up and fed back to his sex-crazed lips. I collapsed in a drained heap on top of him, our lips caressing in a Cum-Drenched Kiss, our sated flesh slapping together as we wallowed in the Cesspool we had spawned.
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I went to the Baths early Sunday morning to see who was still hanging around. There's always a few addicts who can’t get enough. In the Steam Room I ran into Mr. Hard Bod ramming his Dick up some Scroungey Twink. When I started fingering his Butt, he urged that I to go slow since he was usually a Top; but he'd love to play once he'd finished with the Cunt. So he invited Fossilized and me back to his room. After he got his Manmeat repositioned in Decrepit's Bottom, I started rimming his Ass till he was juicy. He cautioned he only took it raw, and no other way would do. "No problemo!" I replied, though I thought that kinda odd. As I eased my Cock in him, he went bananas. He'd buried his Dick way up the Scag's Cunt, then held stock still while I entered his Hole. We got in sync, the three of us, so that, while he screwed away at that tired old worn-out Slut's Pussy, he was milking my POZ COCK with his Ass muscles. As I started to pant, he twisted around. "Sure hope you're NEG cause I'm letting you fuck me raw." Stupid Asshole! Why the Hell was he taking it raw if he wanted to play SAFE? "Yeah, I'm NEG, and I'm gonna fill your Pussy—NOW!" Load after Load of my thick Toxic Spooge spurted into his Hole as he unloaded his own hapless Seed in the Scruffy Twink. I stayed another hour and shot two more Noxious Loads up his Dumb Ass. I saw him near the door as I was leaving. He was still in his towel, parading around; and I was fully dressed and ready to go. Suddenly I wanted desperately to bust his bubble. I couldn't help myself. "Hey, Pal, to tell you the truth…All those Loads I pumped in you WEre…POZ!" I turned and high-tailed it out of there. I saw him again a couple months later. His POZ diagnosis had been confirmed, and he was out breeding NEGs. At first I didn't know what to expect—a slugfest or what. But when he walked up, he explained that I was only one of three Tops who could have bred him. Turned out he was a Bug Chaser Incognito. So what did he do—but plant a big fat Kiss on my lips. When I saw him later, I plowed two more POZ Loads up his unmedicated Cunt. But the kicker came when I strolled through the Maze, and saw him fucking three Bottoms over an hour and a half—all bareback, of course. And what did I overhear him tell his last Fuck? "You know I'd never do this unless I was perfectly safe. I just got tested." Of course.
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For reasons too obtuse to explain, I was a NEG on a quest for POZ Cum, so I was searching for a POZ Top who'd screw the hell out of me. Yeah, I was nervous about getting BRED, but remained resolute. I had almost despaired of finding Mr. Right, so I decided to try the Baths one more time. It was Sunday night, and the crowd had grown sparse. I strapped my key around my bicep, wrapped my towel about my waist, and headed out on the prowl. On my second pass I ran into a Dude, late forties, tats, with a large PA. I found him in the back room with a little Queen attached to his Cock. When it was my turn, I tongued his 7 inches and loved him from his Pits to his Toes. He invited me up to his room, "for privacy," so he said. I confided I was NEG and hated Condoms. He countered that, though he was POZ, his Viral Load was "under control," and he only fucked bare. I leaned forward to kiss him, forced my tongue down his throat, and almost gagged on the Bucket of Spit he passed back. That sealed the deal. I fell hook, line, and sinker in love with his Cock. As his PA pressed against my own rigid Tool, I knew I was closer to Nirvana than ever before. As he bent me over, I apprehensively I eyed his PA. He uncapped his Lube and wriggled three greasy fingers up my Mancunt. It didn't go easy, as he raked me over the coals, with all the brawn he could muster. As I felt his steel-tipped Rod grind his sweet, diseased Pre-Cum into my Pussy, I reached back and caressed his slimey Shaft; and my digits came away RED. His prurient onslaught culminated in a Butt Fucking Frenzy as his Balls pounded my Buttocks, his panting grew harsh, and his stale breath pelted the back of my neck. My Ass was on fire, and I watched BLOBS OF BUTT BLOOD smack the linoleum floor. He moaned he was cuming and spasmed in me. Is there such a thing as the numbing power of HIV? As his Gift of Death flooded my Innards, it doused the flame in my gut. I felt his Hot Jizm in powerful spurts spew Venom into my bod, and I shot my Load. His weight on my back, my NEG Spooge in my Pubes, and his POZ Jizz in my Pussy, combined to make me feel I'd cum home at last.
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A few years ago my Lover and I were stricken with night fever, our code word for anonymous raw sex in back rooms, the baths, and movie houses. We both needed it bad, so we headed to the gay movie house. Since it was barely around the corner, we got there in minutes. As usual, we wished each other good luck and parted. The place reeked of Mancunt and Poppers. I took a seat to watch the flic. The two dudes on the screen were stripping, flesh-on-flesh, 69ing, fucking, shooting their Manjuice in each other’s mouths and guts. It was time to patrol the back room. I prowled the darkened corridors with years of blatant familiarity. I sat on a bench and unzipped my fly, unfettering my rock-hard Rod. A hand grabbed it. "OH, fuck me! Fuck me!" a voice moaned. Before I could answer, a Bubble Butt sat right down on my Cock. I hadn’t planned on fucking, hoping to get sucked; but by then I didn't care. Waves of pleasure careened down my Shaft. My Balls were just about to release their prize. Suddenly, Bubble Butt was gone. "Shit!" I cursed the darkness, tucking my aching Dick back in, and walked away, hoping maybe Tight Ass wanted me to follow. But he was nowhere to be seen. I sat back down and felt on either side of me. No one. A match flared. For a few seconds I glimpsed a few men across the aisle. A Black Guy caught my fancy and for an instant we made eye-contact. His match went out. I reached in my pocket and flicked my Bic. Someone sat down beside me. We both lit up. It was the Black Dude. "Follow me," he demanded. I pursued him into the john—a small Hell Hole where piss hadn’t properly flushed in years. We went into a small stall. I dropped my jeans, unburdening my throbbing Shaft. He dropped his pants and turned to face me. "OH MY GOD!" I cried out, staring at a rare 12-incher. It was the real McCoy. I dropped to my knees and sucked that swollen Dick. I ran my hungry tongue down his massive Undershaft to his mammoth Balls. I had to do each one independently. Both just wouldn't fit. I sucked that colossal Black Rod with well practiced precision. I wanted to enjoy that stupendous Manshaft every which way I could. I’d encountered only 4 or 5 that size in my lifetime. So I kept changing how and what I did, plying him with every trick in the book, anxious to drain that epic Ball Sac. I got him moaning, licked his Asshole, then went back to that gigantic Cock, gently nibbling the humungous Shaft as I went. As he slowly pumped the Monster Head in and out of my mouth, my right hand rubbed, squeezed and cupped his massive Nuts. My left hand pumped my own Meat. I didn't want either of us to come soon, but I couldn’t afford to let that one get away. Finally hot Jizm filled my mouth. Ropes and ropes of it. My left hand grew sticky with my own Cum. After his last squirt, he pulled out, disappointment all over his face. "You wanted to get fucked?" His Seed dripped down my hand. His face hung almost as low as his member. "Yeah, I’d hoped to." "I just couldn't help it." "Yeah, I know." His words spoke volumes. “Every time a guy gets a glimpse of my size, they never get around to fucking. “ “Just as well. I’m POZ.” "I’m a Bugchaser, man!” He zipped up his jeans and unlatched the door. “Wait!” I exclaimed, my mind whirling. I couldn’t let this rare bird get away. My BF would never forgive me. “My Lover’s here. He’s POZ and a Top. And he isn’t on Meds.” I took his hand and drew Daniel into the Lion’s Den.
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Last Saturday night I was chatting with this pretty 18 year old. He was sitting wide-eyed on a bench outside the showers, ogling the guys strutting their stuff. I sat down beside him and said, "Hi." It was his first time at the Baths, and he was nervous. He found the atmosphere intimidating and was scared to death of "catching something." He wanted sex (at least he said he did); but all the guys were too old or fat or withered or diseased. And he was shocked by all the "unsafe sex." Several guys walked by clutching little vials, and he asked me what Poppers did for them. He'd never tried them. "They're no big deal, really. They just relax you and make you feel more sociable." "Got any?" "In my locker. Be right back." But they weren't in my locker. I had 'em stuffed in the waist folds of my towel all along. I just needed an excuse to find my bud. Adam was sitting in the TV Room. He'd already noticed the cute thing I was with, as had everybody in the Club by then. "Gonna fuck him?" "He's pretty green. It's his first trip here, and he's scared to death. I need your help. You get first dibs." I told him we'd meet him in the Maze, then hurried back to the Kid. He was relieved to see me round the corner as some "Sleazy Old Trolls" had put the make on him. I handed him the bottle and told him to take a little sniff to see how they affected him. He did so, maybe for a moment longer than I would have recommended, then moaned that he felt "nice and hot." "Now there's the understatement of the year!" I asked him if he’d like to take a tour; and he said, "Yes." Upon spotting the "Sleazy Old Troll" who'd groped his Ass, he kept close on my tail. Once again he asked to borrow my Poppers. I told him to hang onto them. I had a feeling the Kid would need them a helluva lot more than I before the night was through. "Geez, thanks." He took a deep whiff and turned red. "They sure work wonders. Lemme know when you want 'em back." We entered the Maze and stood just inside the door, back lit only by a dim red light. The moaning emanating from the dark passages beyond was supplanted by the slap of flesh on flesh. Unnerved, the Youth uncapped the bottle and took another whiff. That's when Adam slipped behind him, and I stepped back into the shadows. The Kid sniffed from the bottle while Adam worked his Ass. I don't know what sweet-nothings my bud whispered in his ear, but they took off for Adam's room. As I waited for the outcome of their little tryst, I entered the bowels of the Maze in search of LOVE. An unlubed finger snaked up my Butt. Annoyed, I turned to confront my uncouth suitor, and discovered it was Alan. He led me to his room. The Kid was lying on his stomach. "Why's he sleeping?" "Well, he wanted to try something a little stronger than Poppers; and all I had was GHB." "Great! We can't leave him here like this!" But Adam is one of those imperturbable buggers whom nothing fazes. Between the two of us, we dragged the Kid back to the Maze and strapped him in the leather Sling. The Kid looked so angelic, his legs in stirrups high above his head, his glistening Mancunt soft and beckoning. I guess Adam couldn't help himself. After depositing a 2nd POZ LOAD up the Boy's Mancunt, he took off, leaving me alone with Poisoned Beauty. I reached down, dug my finger in his Pussy, and came away with a digit drenched in Spooge. I marveled at how salty. Adam's Seed is always salty. "AH, POZ CUM!" I sighed dramatically, recollecting the day two years before when Adam confided he was POZ. I'd always suspected I'd been the one who bred his Ass, but never breathed a word of it to anyone. I glanced down at Sleeping Beauty. Such a sweet Pussy! We were alone. He'd never be more fuckable. I shuddered as the 3rd POZ LOAD of the evening spurted up the Young Man's Ass. I headed for the showers to join my Bud, then to his room for a catnap. 2 A.M! Time to check on our Progeny. There was a lot of traffic in the Maze. One of the fabled "Old Trolls" stopped me excited. "Fuck! You should see what's going on." Still secured in the Sling was our Sacrificial Lamb. As I nudged my way amongst the damp towels, I realized what I'd first perceived as a mulling muck of Cocks and Balls was actually an orderly queue of Bareback Tops intent on breeding the Young Twink. "What's with the Kid?" I asked the Dude up next to dip his wick. "A PNP Boy who's overdosed," came his educated guess. "Then how cum he's strapped in like that?" "Must be a Cum Addict as well. Look. Do me a favor. Save my place. I'll be right back. I gotta piss." "No, wait. I know that Kid. He's into Watersports. Piss down his throat, then fuck his Ass." Word spread like wildfire. And so it was that one Top after another, the old, the infirm, the obese, and the diseased, joined ranks to fill both the Youngster's Holes with Piss and Cum. I saw the Kid take five dirty Loads at least. Of course he had it cuming. Justice rendered is justice deserved. They hadda take the Kid down a notch. The Punk was simply too goody two-shoes. I watched a pair of "Old Trolls," with purple KS lesions dotting their bodies, shoot up the Young Man's Butt. He was sure gonna be sore in the morning—not to mention the AIDS VIRUS which would make his life a Living Hell. I had to smile.
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