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Before Jay, there was Anthony & Mikey. You might say that they were my “can I really do this” litmus test. I met Mikey in an M4M AOL chatroom. It turned out we were both off school and were both bored and extremely horny. He was 20 compared to my freshly-turned 18. We both looked pretty similar: tall, skinny, smooth and with dark brown hair and eyes. Perhaps discovering we looked alike led to what happened. “Are you a sub?” Mikey asked. “I’m pretty sure I am. Although it’s not like I have any real-life experience to say for sure,” I typed back. “Experience is one thing I can help with!” he replied back. With both of us being bottoms, I was a bit confused as to how he could help me. “What are you doing for lunch? Come to the mall and have lunch with me and my master.” I felt a flurry of emotions as I sat there staring at the monitor. As dumb as it sounds now, I thought to myself that this would be the first “real gay thing” I had done in public. I wasn’t sure if I was suddenly admitting I might be gay, but going out on a lunch date with two gay guys seemed like a first step. “Okay. Why not!” I nervously replied. My hands were shaking so much that three simple words seemed nearly impossible to type. After I signed off, I was at at loss for what to do. Was this an actual date? Was I going to be having actual sex? What do I wear? Why was I even freaking out about what to wear? “Mikey said it was just lunch,” I mumbled to myself. I ended up quickly showering and throwing on my jeans and a simple t-shirt. As I walked into the mall, I wasn’t really sure what to do. I didn’t seem to see anyone that looked like Mikey’s pic. As I sat down on the bench near the mall entrance, I briefly contemplated that this was just a cruel joke. Maybe I was just early. Or, maybe someone was having a laugh at my expense. I sat there for what felt like an eternity, but was in actuality probably only a few minutes. “Ben?” I heard a voice from behind me before a hand landed on my right shoulder. A jolt of energy surged through me and I jumped a bit. “Sorry!” I said standing up embarrassed. It was Mikey standing in front of me. He was cuter and younger looking than his picture. “I didn’t mean to spook you,” he said with a smile. “This is your first time, huh?” he added. “Meeting other guys that is.” I laughed nervously, “That obvious huh?” “Come on. Sir is excited to meet you. To be honest, I don’t think I’ve seen him this worked up before.” Mikey led me over to this little Mexican eatery that existed outside of the food court. “This is Sir,” he said introducing me to a much older, stockier man in his forties. He had that delicate balance between beefy, muscular and chubby. With light blonde hair and piercing blue eyes, he had a certain undeniable magnetism. I was at a bit of a loss on what to say. “Hello...Sir.” It felt weird to refer to him like that. “You can call me Anthony,” he said with a chuckle. “While I appreciate the effort, you’re not my slave like Mikey is; at least not yet,” he added with another chuckle and pat on my back. We got our food and sat down at a double table with four chairs. I sat by myself on one side with Anthony directly across from me. I’m not sure, but I think that may have been the most nervous I have ever been. With people all around us, all I thought about was who did I know that was going to see me out on my gay lunch date? As we started talking about work, school and family, I became much more relaxed. It felt like we were all just friends hanging out together despite this undeniable undercurrent to the whole lunch. “Oh shit,” Mikey suddenly said while looking down at his watch. “I need to run or I’m going to be late for my Chemistry lab. It was nice meeting you, Ben. Go easy on him, Sir,” he said with a sly smile. “You know me,” Anthony quickly retorted. Mikey locked eyes with me. During that moment, I was unfamiliar with the emotion those chocolate eyes were conveying. After an intense but fleeting moment, Mikey turned his head back towards Anthony. “I do know you. That’s why I’m telling you to go easy. Ben’s a naive little lamb that I feel like I’m abandoning to a wolf.” “We’re either prey or predator,” Anthony retorted. “Don’t you agree, Ben?” I’ll admit that I was lost. There was clearly substance to their conversation that I was lacking knowledge of. “I have my own take on that subject.” “And which are you then, Ben?” Anthony asked inquisitively. “Don’t answer that, Ben,” Mikey quickly interjected. “You’re too virginal to answer that in complete honesty.” He leaned into Anthony ear and whispered something inaudible to me. “I can’t promise that,” Anthony replied. Mikey shot me another somewhat unsettling glance. Leaning over towards me, he whispered, “Sorry. I do really have to go. Otherwise, I’d stay with you.” I didn’t know how to feel in the moment. It all felt like complex layers of linguistic entendre. With Mike gone, Anthony crossed his arms flat on the table and looked at me intently. “So...prey or predator. Tell me your unique take on the dichotomy?” “Sometimes, I believe one can be predatory prey.” Anthony looked intrigued if not a bit dismissive as well. “Do elaborate.” “I’m not saying this applies to me necessarily…” I started to say. “But it totally applies to you,” Anthony interrupted with a smile. I smiled back. “Fine. In some moments, I crave something with such wanton abandon that I actively hunt for the thing that I know will hurt me...or rather to satiate my hunger. I’m not simply passive in waiting for my predator to find me. Sometimes, I’ll leave the comfort of my den, so to speak, and search for a hunter. I’ll lay out my traps rather than the reverse.” He sat that smiling ear to ear. “That’s a point if view that has never been conveyed to me before. So...the obvious question then is did you seek out Mikey so you could leave your den?” “Mikey was merely coincidence that we were online in the same room, but…” I hesitated to finish my thought. I wasn’t even entirely positive that my current thought was even actually valid or truthful to why I decided to go to lunch. “But?” Anthony probed. I felt my cock flinch in my underwear suddenly. “But, I maybe have chosen to leave my safe den to meet you as Mikey’s master.” “Really...why?” “Like he said. I don’t have experience being a real-life submissive. Perhaps, the temptation to present myself to you and see what you’d do to me was something that I craved more than I could resist.” I felt my cock suddenly become fully erect in my jeans. Whatever happened next, I knew I wasn’t going to be in control. My secret lusts that I normally kept chained and repressed were now in control. I was merely along for the ride at my desires behest. “And what did you hope would happen to you, Ben?” With people coming and going all around us, I’m a bit surprised that Anthony was able to engage me to a point where those people didn’t exist. Talking so openly about this side of me was something I never thought I would do out in the open. “I don’t like to put artificial restrictions on what can happen to me,” I playfully but honestly replied. “How can I put restrictions on things that I’ve never experienced in the flesh? Seems like I would potentially miss out on a lot of experiences that I might have enjoyed.” “But what about when you experience something bad?” “Knowing me,” I replied, “my brain is capable of transforming bad things into something enjoyable or exciting in one way or another.” “That’s what I like to hear,” Anthony said with a devilish grin. “Come. Let me show you my special, little, fortress of solitude.” I followed Anthony down the main corridor of the mall until we made a left into one of the offshoot arms containing the more boutique stores. He walked us to a nearly-hidden door that was only discernible from a push-button keypad on the wall. Pushing a series of numbers, the practically seamless door popped open. “Woah,” I said in amazement. “Kinda neat, huh? It’s the service corridor to this section of the mall. Deliveries, maintenance, and things like that all take place through these secret-ish tunnels.” I followed him down the long, cinder-block hallway with painted concrete floor. On our left, we passed a series of doors that either had a three-digit number or sometimes a store name written on masking tape below the number line. Some even had peepholes like a hotel room door. “Pretty sparse on lighting,” I said while noticing the general lack of overhead lights. “At night, when I have to stay late doing inventory for my store, it can get pretty spooky in here. Without the ambient noise of shoppers and music playing through the speakers everywhere, these areas feel more like haunted tombs.” I felt shivers run through my arms, down my spine, and all the way through my legs to my feet. I definitely felt the sudden fear, anxiety, and paradoxical sexual tension of being prey begin to course through my veins. “You know,” Anthony continued, “they have cameras everywhere else in this godforsaken tribute to capitalism except, of course, for the bathrooms and these private hallways.” Another serious round of chills flowed inside of me as we stopped next to a door on our right marked “Danger. No Admittance.” Anthony produced a key-ring burdened with countless, unmarked keys. “It does say danger,” I remarked as his fingers flipped through key after key. “I thought that hunting prey liked danger?” he responded coyly while opening the door. He extended his left arm to hold the door open while looking at me. “Well? After you.” I suppose a part of me was considering that I had bitten off more than I could chew. But, what could I do now? Turn around and run away? Mikey whispering that he was sorry to me back at the taco place was replaying over and over in my mind. Did he know this was going to happen? Is this what Mikey was whispering to Anthony about when Anthony replied that he couldn’t promise that? Did Mikey tell him not to bring me here? I felt like I was about to throw up, but I was also tired of just living a life of fantasy. I was getting tired of imaging all the dirty things I wanted to do only to end up just jerking off by myself. I had told myself in the car on the way to lunch that I would see this through no matter what. It was just that I figured the likelihood of anything really wild transpiring was virtually nil. “Fuck it,” I thought to myself. I bent down and crept underneath Anthony’s outstretched arm into the mystery room. Looking back on that moment years later, I realize how clever Anthony was. Making me bend down and walk underneath his arm into that room subtly put me in a mindset of being below him. That seemingly benign placement of bodies forced me to enter that room as undeniable prey. My hunt had concluded, and now I was going to reap my rewards. “That’a boy,” he said as I slipped past him. Looking around the room, it appeared to be a sort of boiler and electrical room. A large boiler surrounded by hurricane fencing took up a solid quarter of the room. On the opposite side, several industrial breaker boxes were mounted against the wall. A long, wooden table sat adjacent to them. It was covered with an assortment of tools, wires, and bins containing a vast array of miscellaneous screws, bolts, and so forth. “Not really super bright,” I said while trying to adjust the red hue cast by a single, red bulb installed into a socket mounted on a side wall. “I dunno,” Anthony said pressing up against my back with his burly body. “I kind of like the red. It makes it a bit like a horror movie. Perfect for someone in your position right now.” He started kissing my neck while reaching around my waist to unbutton my jeans. It was the first time that anyone had kissed me sexually. Mentally, I didn’t know how to react. Thank god my cock was in control instead. I melted back into him and he pushed my jeans and underwear down with his thumbs. “What if someone comes in here?” I panted as the band of my underwear popped over my erection leaving it to bobble about wildly for a few seconds. “Well,” Anthony said taking my cock in his left hand and whispering into my ear from behind, “you might even have more fun. It’s just me and the janitor that have a key. It’s our little play room when we find the right…” “Prey,” I cooed as his thumb tormented my highly sensitive frenulum. “Mmmhhh,” he moaned. I turned my head and we began kissing deeply as he continued to masterfully stroke my eager cock. I imagined the countless other boys that he had done this to in this very spot. I was surprised that I began to feel jealous. I possessed that annoying personality flaw of perfectionism. It was bad enough that, in that moment, there wasn’t anything I wouldn’t do to be his most favorite prey. I worked myself out of my shoes as we continued to make out. Anthony then stepped down between my legs onto my jeans and underwear that laid around my ankles. As I stepped carefully out of those, he slipped my shirt off over my head. Soon, my smooth, white body stood naked and bathed in the blood-red light of the room’s lone source luminescence. Anthony walked in front of me and pulled on my cock to follow him. He escorted me to the cage around the boiler. By now, the once imperceptible heat the boiler continually gave off was quite apparent. As he opened the cage door’s padlock with yet another key, it was impossible not to feel the heat emanating from the steel beast. Sweat had begun to form on my arms and chest and trickle down my skin as Anthony guided me into the cage. I turned around expecting him to join me inside. Instead, he quickly closed and locked the door. “Get on your knees and press that little ass against the cage.” I climbed down onto my knees and positioned my body as requested. “Good...now reach back at your sides and grab the fencing with your fingers.” As I did, he used long, black zip-ties to secure my wrists and hands to the fencing behind me. “Are you scared yet?” he asked. “A little,” I admitted despite my cock’s leakage indicating that I was more in a state of anticipation and submission. I suddenly felt something round and hard pushing against my asshole. I grunted in response while wondering what might be attempting to violate me. “Lean forward,” he instructed. As I put my weight forward, the zip-ties dug into skin of my wrists as they began to bear my weight. I felt what had been teasing my pucker suddenly slide inside me. I moaned in intense pleasure at the first time someone else was penetrating me. As grand as it is fucking myself with a toy, it’s a million times better when someone else is taking control of my body for their own enjoyment. “Someone is an eager beaver,” Anthony teased while pushing a push-broom’s wooden handle deeper and deeper inside me. “Watch that little guy just swallow this up like it was candy. Does that feel good?” “Fuck yes,” I moaned as sweat dripped from my body onto the floor below. “Mikey didn’t care for this part of his initiation,” Anthony said as he began semi-roughly plunging the handle in and out of my ass. It was that tenuous line of being close to being in pain and crying out and moaning like a slut desperate for more violation “Initiation?” I moaned as my ass began to rock against the rough fencing. Anthony said nothing. I only felt him remove the handle and then press something thick through my impromptu cage. I heard his belt buckle hit the floor and then the rattle of the fencing as his grabbed it. A moment later, his cock was forcing my hole open. “Oooohhh fuck,” I moaned while feeling my restrained hands beginning to tingle. Anthony began what I can only describe as hate-fucking me. “Ooohhh god...ohhh fuck me,” I cried out into the sauna-like room. As he continued to pummel my ass, my mind would drift back to Mikey at the Mexican place. It almost seemed as if he didn’t want me to experience this carnal bliss. Was he jealous? Was he worried that he’d be replaced by me? It didn’t seem like he was jealous. I just couldn’t put my finger on what took place twenty minutes prior. I could hear Anthony grunt over the bubbling and grinding of the boiler a few feet in front of me. “Dumb...ungh...fucking...faggot...unnggghhh…slut.” “What?” I moaned as his cock felt like it was a steel I-beam sliding in and out of me. He didn’t answer. I could only hear more grunts, the sound of my ass being pounded, and the rattling of the fencing like a wild animal was trying to tear its way out of it. As it felt like I was about to pass out from either the heat or the anal throttling I was receiving, the crazed rattling of the cage stopped. Anthony let out a long, deep, animalistic growl. I stayed nearly motionless on my knees leaning forward while picturing my hands purple from lack of circulation thanks to the zip-ties. It took Anthony over a minute before he finally pulled out of my achingly, sore hole. A few seconds after that were the two quick snips of my bindings holding me in place. I fell forward onto the floor staring at my right hand. Every so slowly the pins and needles sensation dissipated and life began to return to my extremities. I rolled over onto my back and stared up at Anthony who was standing with his semi-flaccid cock in his hand. What do I even say in such a moment? Even if I had something primed and ready, it didn’t matter. A stream of hot piss shot forth from the tip of his dick and began spraying my chest. I felt hot, salty droplets of the spray hitting my face as his stream slowly moved upwards. Was he expecting me to? I opened my mouth just as his deluge reach my chin. Suddenly, his salty nectar was pouring into my mouth. Do I? Is he going to want me to? Swallow this? My mind was racing as his piss quickly filled my open maw. I didn’t have time to debate this any longer. I quickly gulped down his warm offering. I immediately began coughing. Anthony laughed as he let his remaining bit of piss rain down on my own cock. “You’ll have to get used to drinking piss if you want to be a proper slave,” he said as he snaked his cock back into his pants and zipped them up. Anthony opened the cage to the boiler and tossed my clothes onto my piss-soaked body. “You can see yourself out. I need to get back to work,” he said coldly before turning away and existing the room. “Wow,” I said aloud in the empty room. “Discarded like a used condom.” The words leaving my lips suddenly clicked. I sat up and looked down between my legs. My ass was leaking his cum out onto floor. “Oh shit...I am the discarded condom.” I scooped up some of his leaking seed with two fingers from my left hand and laid back down. I slipped both cummy fingertips into my freshly fucked asshole and began jerking off with my free hand. Maybe it was stench of piss that I now reeked of and also continued to taste, or maybe it was the overall feeling of being successful prey, but I was quickly squirting my own cum onto my stomach. I laid on the filthy floor a while longer—almost reveling in my state of unbridled debauchery. I had stuck to my promise in the car on the way to the mall. I finally lived out a fantasy no matter what. I smelled like old piss; was sweating like a roasting piglet; and felt completely drained physically and mentally. I wondered if I should just continue to lay there naked and available. Maybe Anthony would return for seconds later. Or, maybe the janitor would suddenly walk in and see me splayed out and vulnerable. Part of me envisioned the janitor coming in and disposing of my clothes. He could keep me caged up and naked next to the boiler forever. I’d be their secret, permanent sex toy trapped in the mall. Countless people would go about their business outside that door never knowing that I was inside and being kept prisoner. I had to stop thinking such delightful thoughts or I’d end up needing to rub another load out. Besides, I wasn’t even sure what time it was. I should get my ass home before anyone else beat me to it. I desperately needed a shower...but maybe after I slipped the toilet brush in my bottom and had one more quick orgasm reliving the day’s adventure. I didn’t see Mikey online for a couple of weeks. I sort of assumed I’d hear from Anthony. Mikey surely gave him my email. I began to wonder if I was that bad of a fuck that I really was being tossed aside like a spent rubber. What had I done wrong? Was I that unworthy to be another slave in Anthony’s harem of boys? “Hey,” the instant message announced itself with a ding. “Dude!” I replied equal parts excited and pissed. “WTF?!?!” “I know...I know...I’m so sorry, Ben.” “Wait…for what? This feels like for something more than ghosting me.” “I told him that I didn’t want him to do what he did. That’s what I whispered to him. That’s why I apologized for having to leave to you. I told him that you were too...new.” “Okay...what are you talking about?” “I help, Sir...I help him find new boys like you that are maybe a little naive but are eager to be dirty.” “Okay…” “He likes to do what he calls his ‘initiation’ with them.” “Right. He said you hated yours but he didn’t say anything more. He just started fucking with a broom and then with his...you know…” “Yah...I know. He does that to every new boy I find for him.” “Oh…” I felt truly unimportant and not remotely special. “Ugh...he likes to convert innocent guys like you.” “Into his slave. Yeah. So, I didn’t pass his initiation. It sucks.” “Have you been sick lately?” “What? No lol I’ve been sad at being ghosted by you two, but no, I’ve been fine otherwise.” “Well, then you didn’t pass the initiation. Be glad. Listen, I gotta go. Be safe. You seem like a nice guy. I’m sorry you ended up in that situation.” What situation was he talking about? What was I missing? “I mean I had a great time. There’s nothing to be sorry about, Mikey.” Undeliverable. He had signed off. I never heard from Mikey again, and I avoided the mall. I was too embarrassed at the thought of running into Anthony. I was a disappointment to him when I thought everything went well. But, a couple of weeks after I last talked to Mikey, I was chatting with a new guy. Somehow my adventure with Mikey and Anthony became the topic of conversation. “Oh, bro! I know Anthony and Mikey!” “Okay, so give me insight to what I did wrong.” “Seriously?” “Yes!” “Dude...Mikey lures...well recruits may be more fair of a word...he recruits guys for Anthony to bareback.” “Right. He fucked me bareback.” “And you haven’t gotten sick?” “What the fuck? Mikey asked me too. Why is everyone concerned?” “Because he has AIDS and isn’t on any meds. His initiation is breeding negative holes and giving them his super viral loads. That’s their thing. How did you not know?” How the fuck would I know? It was the first time we talked. I was completely new to the gay community on AOL at the time. I laid in bed that night remembering every thought, feeling, taste and smell of my time in the boiler cage. As much as I tried to resist an erection thinking about what had happened, I couldn’t stop myself from reaching under the covers to pleasure my cock. I thought about how hard he fucked me with the broom and then his cock. He must have been so excited at the chance to flood a virgin hole. I shot my load while realizing that I happily scooped up his cum and finger-fucked my own sore hole with his poz seed. I realized that was one of my best orgasms laying there covered in his piss while fingering myself. As I licked the cum from my fingers safe at home in bed, I started to imagine my own cum was now tainted. It could have happened. Hell, I did everything inadvertently to make it happen. I slid into the chair behind my desk after locking my bedroom door. My fingers quickly started typing away in an IRC channel dedicated to poz men in my city. The bug had bitten me.
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49 WM BB top . Looking for a regular arrangement with raw / bb bottom in the area.. U must host - Roanoke
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We kinda have a don’t tell policy about out little playtime he doesn’t tell my boyfriend and I don’t tell Anyone else, like my sister-in-law, this last Friday he changed the game he showed up at the same time as always but this time he showed up with three of his friends from work, he said they wanted to checkout my new PS4, they had beer and Tequila chips and dip , a little after work party, his friends were pretty cool and not bad looking either I sat on the side while they ran around the virtual world shooting up stuff drinking beer and taking Tequila shots, I’m really into the game at this point, not paying a lot of attention to what’s going on, my brother says “back in a min. gotta go drain the python!” one of his friends Mark says “that Shit’s not a python it’s another fucking leg!” he says laughing, now I’m watching two of the guys play so I don’t see my brother when he comes out of the bathroom, all the guys look over at the same time “oh Shit” my brother comes walking over and stands in front of the T.V. with his Pants & underwear down around his ankles , both of his hands are wrapped around his cock and still 5 inches are showing, he starts walking toward me and says “Open your mouth!” I say “No, get outta here” I act like he’s kidding around and we’ve never fooled around before, “I Said suck my fucking dick!” and he pushes it into my face, I said “no stop playing”, I feel someone grab my head and he keeps it in place, now I can’t move my head and my brother’s massive cock forces it’s way thru my lips, so give in and start sucking, I hear the whole room say different things “holly Shit” “fuck how is he taking that shit?” my brother pulls out so I think he done, I’m thinking he’s just showing off in front of his friends, but right as he pulls out one of his buddy’s shove his cock in my mouth it’s not as long as my brother’s dick but it’s getting fatter around in my mouth, I hear my brother say “Next!” and another dick gets put in my mouth this one is big and uncut leaking precum like crazy into my mouth, he grabs my head and rams his semi-soft dick down my throat and leaves it there holding my nose, I feel it growing hard down my esophagus, filling my throat so I can’t breath then pulling out just when I think I won’t get any air, they somehow pick me up and flip my on my back so my ass is up and the back of my head is down on the couch, then the fourth guy kneels in front me, he’s a black guy with a huge dick he starts fucking my mouth, it goes in easier now that I’m on my back I can take the length a lot easier but it’s still to fat for my mouth, he pulls it out of my mouth and slaps my face saying “watch the teeth!” then back in it goes, the blood is rushing to my head, I’m really dizzy it so surreal, the black guy pulls out and now the Uncut German guy is fucking my throat, That's when I realize my pants and underwear are coming off, I hear the Latin guy say while playing with my big hairy balls “man he has a pretty big dick!” jacking it my precum starts flowing like a bottle of lube I can feel his hand roughly slapping my dick “he got this hard from sucking dick?” the German guy says “watch this” he pulls his dick out of my mouth and puts his ass in my face, so I start licking it , his hole is kind of Hairy and smells really musty an sweaty but I lick his hole from ball sack to drilling deep in his hole, he gets off and now mark starts pumping my mouth with his 7 inch cock, not as big as the other guys but still choking me, I start feeling fingers playing with my hole using my pre-cum to wet it, then someone spits, and then I feel what feels like a hand go in, I hear my brother say “see this is what I did to his ass on vacation” my brother is opening my hole he’s fucking me slow and deep, “turn him over” some one says, they flip my over so my ass is hanging over the back of the couch, “wait wait” I say but they don’t hear me the uncut German guy goes in my hole his pre-cum seems to make great lube, he fucks my ass slapping my dick which gets harder with every thrust! He black guy is back in my mouth, I’m sucking his cock and it taste so good now that I’m use to the size, the guy pumping my ass starts shooting his load I can feel him pulse each shot deep in my hole, he pulls out and another dick goes in, he’s fucking me so hard our balls are slapping together, “oh Fuck Oh Fuck!” I hear him say, then I feel him pulse and shake pounding his load deep in my ass, he pulls his softening dick out and then I’m pulled down on the floor onto my back! I feel a huge pain in my ass but the next cock is so big it push the cum deeper into my hole, it really hurt at first but with each thrust it feels better, feels so good now ,I know he’s my brother but his massive cock feels so good, the black guy and my brother are fucking me from both ends, my brother’s cock in my ass has me so full my dick is super hard now from the Pounding my hole is getting, the black guy is holding my hands down as he pumps my throat , my hole I now a loose open wet mess now my brother is banging me to the hilt I’m taking his full fat 9 inches I’m so hard, my hole is so open my brother Pulls all the way out then plows into me balls deep fuck his cock is so hard he screams out “Holy Fuck!” and starts pump my ass full of cum! He’s so deep in my ass the pulse of him fucking me triggers me cumming I start shooting a fountain of cum all over my face and chest, the black guy pulls out of my mouth runs over to my ass and plunges is fat dick in my hole unloading another huge load! The guys all get dressed and out in minutes, my brother says “that was fun, see you next week!” and I’m by myself, I stand up and as I make my way to the bathroom cum just pours out of my ass, I’m not sure how I feel about what happened, I think I could have stopped it but I kinda didn’t want to, it got a little rough but I guess no pain , no gain, and my wild open ass is still sore after 3 days, I hope they each come back one day so I can have my turn at fucking them!
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Hey everyone, I'm gonna be in SF next Friday taking loads all day at the Bay Bridge Inn until I physically can't take another cock or seed! No load refused, Neg on all, COVID and MPOX vaccinated. Text me at (incorrect number deleted by request) for info! -
Hi, my name is Jax, when this all started, I was a cuck who thought he was a stag, I had started inviting other guys over to fuck my girl with them but after the first two I suddenly was excluded from the fun as the third guy tied me up and made me watch. He then wiped his cummy dick all over my face once he pulled off the condom. For the first six months Jane wore condoms, until one of our regulars who loves to tie me up came in her one night. He untied me and made me eat the cum out of her pussy. I hated it when I started but ended up Cumming from the experience as I make Jane cum in the process. It make me shot my load as I jacked off. David the bull patted me on the head and told he knew that was what I was after all along. David would be in town every other week since he traveled, that wee he was over a lot and he bred Jane and would untie me and the process would repeat itself. He would whisper in my ear as I ate him out of her, you love to taste of my manhood, don’t you little fag. This would make me shake my head but never stop eating his cum out of her. Eventually I stopped shaking my head when he would whisper it in my ear. That only encouraged him to tell me what a good little fag I was. One night he kissed my neck while I was eating him out of her, it sent shock waves through me. He could tell I liked it. I was in my jock, and he began to rub my hole, it make me tingle all over, I began to moan into her pussy. He leaned down and said, fag loves his hole played with. Hit me up tomorrow morning, just you. He then got dressed and left. I had his number; I was the one who always set these up. I text him in the morning and he responded straight away. Fag, ready for your real training? I hesitated but answered yes. When I ask you, something answer me faggot! I said yes sir. Good Fag boy, call into work you will not be working today. Clean out, put your jock on, be at this address at 9AM. It was now 7:30, my girl was leaving for work, and I kissed her good by and headed to the shower and cleaned out David the Bull had told me too, I was totally nervous but also excited. Something about it being a secret and [banned word] make me rock hard when I thought about him, and I could almost taste his cum. I called into work and headed toward the address. When I arrived it was a hotel, I text to make sure I was at the right place and he just text back a number. The text read, “room 202, when you enter undress except for your jock, I should not see your dick, get on all fours on the bed and put your blindfold on. I sat in the car and thought that I should turn around. A minute later a text, “Fag, you better be in the room soon or your girlfriend will get this text.” I got out of the car and headed upstairs to the room and the door was ajar, I entered and undressed and got up on the bed and put the blindfold on as instructed. I was so nervous but also excited. The next thing I felt was my jock being pulled to the side and my dick placed in some plastic tube it felt like. Then a snap. My pouch was replaced, and hands spread my ass and began to eat my hole. Fuck, I could not believe David was eating my hole. I began to moan, and my dick started to hurt in this tube. I put my hand to my pouch and felt and it was a fucking cage. He caged my dick. My arm was pulled away and put behind my back and I was pushed to the bed. My chest and face flat, David grabbed my other arm and pulled it back and zip tied it. I said OKAY, that is too much, please let me out. Hands grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me up and a pillow was placed under my check and quickly a ball gag was placed in my mouth as I screamed for help. You stupid faggot a voice said, it was not David. I tried to roll away, but the guy grabbed me and slapped my head. Fucking fag don’t make me tie you up completely. He slapped my ass and told me to spread my legs. I loved my knees, he then said, that a good fag. He dove back in and ate my hole for another ten minutes. Honestly, I fucking loved it. I have never felt anything like that. I began to press my as back into his tongue and he tongue fucked me. He stopped and my hole felt empty, and I hoped he would come back. He did and told me to spread them further, I thought he wanted me to spread them so he could get his tongue deeper in me. I felt metal and soon realized he was fastening my legs to something metal. I tried to move but it was too late I was already fastened. He tied it to the underside of the bed and another rope to the headboard. I could not see that, but he fished it under me, so I knew that is what he was doing. I was now tied to the bed, no where to go and a man I had no clue what he looked like. His hand caressed my ass, and his fingers found my hole and rubbed on it. That felt good, his hands seem big. He spit on my hole, and I felt his finger slide inside me. I tried to pull away but there was no where to go. He spit again and worked his finger in deeper. It did not hurt until the second, He shoved them in and twisted them around. Nice is all he said as I groaned and tried to form works into the ball gag. I have me a Virgin fag. This is going to be fun. I then felt the bed move, legs beside my feet and then a firm large pressure on my ass hole and suddenly sharp pain as my hole started to give way to his huge dick. The pressure continued and the pain almost made me pass out, His head finally popped through, and he Slapped my ass. Fucking whore, open that cunt. The slap jarred me, and he was able to push another inch inside me. He started to pull out and seemed disappointed. Fucking tight fag, you are going to make me get some lube. A minute later he lubed up my hole and slide two fingers and then three inside me pushing them deep. It hurt like fuck. He pulled his fingers out and pressed his big dick against my hole and pressed and slide inside me. Three inches in and it started to feel like he was tearing me open. He pressed and soon he was balls deep inside me. I screamed but he just laughed as he said, fucking little fag, this is what you were begging for. He began to slow fuck me and my hole started to give in. Ten minutes in, I began to moan and he was making all starting to breath heavy and soon he grunted loudly and shot his load inside me. I was repulsed, turned on and wishing I could taste it all at the same time. He cleaned up, he then rubbed my back and told me I would get better at it. He thanked me and walked away, then I heard the door open and close. What the fuck I though, how am I going to get out of here. I heard the door and thought, good he is back. I felt hands again, finger rubbed my wet hole. Lips kissed my ass as his fingers slid inside me. He slide a finger inside me and then another. He went much deeper; I could tell it was not the same guy. He fingered me and I started to moan. He pulled his fingers out and pressed his dick against my hole and he slide in and bottomed out. He was not as thick as the first guy, he fucked me for five minutes and shot his load. He apologized he shot so quickly, he said I was just to fucking hot. He soon walked to the door, he opened it and said, he is right there. I soon felt the bed move and some lube being poured on my hole, then pressing hard, fuck this guy was bigger than the first guy. He started saying, fucking sweet pussy, so fucking wet. He pressed deep and made it as deep as the first guy but kept pushing deeper. Open that Cunt boy, he barked. He slapped my ass wise super hard. He pulled back and slammed into me three time and I heard and felt something pop. Finally fuck stick you gave me your second ring. My hole was making noise as he fucked me deep, I could feel him so deep inside me. He kept hitting my prostate and before I knew it I was cumming in the cage that had been put on me. He laughed and said, there is the first orgasm. What a fucking whore, loves big anonymous dick in his hole. He unfastened the ball gag, he sped, and the moans continued and before I knew it I was cumming again. In all he made me shoot three times before he came inside me. The blindfold was pulled off and Rope under me released. He pulled my head up saying clean it fag. He had me orally service him and clean his huge dick and fucked my throat for twenty minutes and then shot his load in my mouth. He told me to swallow it, I gladly swallowed his load. Once I swallowed his load, he grabbed my face and had me look up at him. This man was tall at least 6’3 with a great body, huge dick, average looking face but pretty eyes. He said, you are now my boy, open your mouth he instructed. He spat in my mouth and told me to swallow it. He then got on the bed and lifted his legs and told me to eat his hole. I made my way over, spread his checks and put my tongue out and licked his hole. He grabbed my head and pushed me in, it is not a fucking cone tongue my fucking hole. I ate his hole, he seemed to like it. He removed his hand; I could tell he was texting. There was a knock at the door. He rolled over and off the bed, then he pushed my head down on the bed into a pillow saying stay the fuck there. I did and he greeted a guy at the door. The man said, is this him? The guy using me said, yes. He does not look like much, but he will serve you. Then I heard, do you want his ass or mouth. The guy who just entered said, give me his mouth first. Just then my head was slapped, and he said you heard the man, get over and suck his dick. I turned around and there was a man in his late 40’s balding, beard, muscled in joggers and a t-shirt. I crawled over on my knees and started to feel his dick. He had a thick dick, it grew quickly. He pulled his joggers down and his dick hit me in the face. I grabbed it and he slapped my hand. No hands he said. I opened my mouth and took the head in my mouth. I started to suck dick, he put his hand on my head and said, if you ever fucking touch me again, I will beat the shit out of you. I am only her for your holes. I paused but he smacked my head as he said, no teeth either. I sucked him as he pulled me onto his dick. I would gag and pull off and try not to look my balance. He fucked my throat for ten minutes and choked me with his dick. I really had no idea how much more I could take. He then pulled out and said, your ass! Nothing more, I got up, got on all four and he pushed his big dick inside me. He grabbed my hips and fucked me hard, piston fucking me making me whimper and moan. He stopped, his dick still inside me. He grabbed one of the ropes from before and tied it in a noose around my neck and choked me while he fucked me. I gasped for air and then I could not breath and I swear I passed out. He would release it and I gasped, and he would choke me out again, He did this four time and on that four time he shot his load inside me. He let go of the noose, pulled out and cleaned up and left without saying a word. I hard the guy who opened the door say, I am now your owner. I will be back in town Friday night and over the weekend. You should be ready to be used. I did not say anything, he slapped my head again and I said, Yes Sir. Good fag, now get dressed and get out of here. I have things to do today. I did as he instructed, I got dressed. He was in the bathroom so I could not even clean up. I took off the cage, I slid my pants on, my hole was so full of cum. Once I dressed, I opened the door and headed to the elevator and downstairs. I tried to find a bathroom to let this cum out, but it was full, and I needed to get home. I ordered an uber and waited out front. The man who had just fucked me and coked me came up to me. He told me to give him my phone. He called his number and said, I will text you in the next couple days when I need to unload. You better make yourself available. I said I would, he reminded me I should not speak but listen. Don’t make that mistake again. My uber arrived, I got in but the guy was standing across the drive looking at me. He made a noose symbol as I drove off. Fuck this guy scared me. I drove and before I got home, he had text. It read, “fag whore, you have my cum inside you. Leave it in you.” Then he send and address date and time. Holy fuck, two days from now. No fucking way. I got home, I looked in the mirror and I had rope burns on my neck. I quickly showered and put on a shirt to cover them. My girl got home, and she asked me about work, and I told her how much it sucked but I was glad it was over. We made small talk and she shared that David had text that he had a buddy in town and wanted to know if we are both up for some fun. She said, can we please? I asked her when and she said tomorrow night. She said, I really want to. I agreed and she text David that we were on. David, text me this, “Fag, I hear you had a great time tonight. Your girl wants to real dicks tomorrow, you can let her have them right, you had a ton today.” Holy fuck, I was pissed. He got me into today and now he was whoring out my girl. She kissed and told me she loved me and could not wait for tomorrow. I had trouble staying asleep, my ass was so sore, and I kept dreaming about all the dick from today. I woke up in the morning and showered and let loose of all the cum and went into work early. My lunch, I was feeling horny. I needed to taste cum, I had never had a craving for it. I tried to convince myself I could wait for David’s, but I started to worry that maybe with his buddy I would not be allowed to eat her cum out until after they left. I search online and went to a gay site to find a glory hole. It took me a minute, but I found one ten blocks from work. I went downstairs and drove to the spot, it looked pretty run down. I saw a guy in a suit walk in and I got out and followed him. He had gotten his change already and walked into the back area. I did the same. I had no idea a place like this existed. I went into a booth and then another, no glory hole but the third one had one. I checked the four and it had two. I sat in that booth. I waited and then I heard the door next to me on the right open, no change but soon a dick slipped trough the hole. It was soft but lone. I lifted it and began to suck it. I could hear the guy moaning, his dick got big. Had to be ten inches. I sucked him and deep throated him and really wanted his cum. He pulled his dick back, I was so disappointed. He fished some poppers through. I hit them, then he slide a bottom of lube through and said, show me your ass. I really did not want to get fucked but I stood up and dropped my dress pants, pulled my underwear down and lubed up my hole and slide a finger inside me. I then slide the lube through and hit the poppers. He reached in and pulled me back to the hole, his dick pressed and hit my hole and I bent forward and spread my cheeks and his dick spread my ass lips and the head passed my ring. He pressed and soon he was halfway inside me. He pulled out and pressed, then again and soon had most of his dick inside me. He said, tight pussy. I then heard the door open, again no money so no light but another dick slide through. It was half hard and grabbed it and sucked it. The guy was uncut, he had a nice but skinny dick and he leaked cum like crazy. It tasted so good. The guy behind me was fucking me like crazy. It started to hurt. The guy pulled out who I was sucking and leaned in and fed me poppers. That helped a lot, he stood up and slide his cock back through and I sucked him for five more minutes and he shot in my mouth, his cum tasted so sweet. I was just about to pull off and suck the guy fucking me when he shoved inside me, and his dick pulsed, and he shot six ropes inside me. He pulled out and he soon disappeared. I stood there; my dick rock hard. I had pulled my underwear and pants up when I heard the door on the left. Just as I buttoned my pants, I saw a light go on next door. I could see it was the guy in the suit with the expensive shoes. I sat down, he stood there, I leaned forward, and he had his dick out. Beautiful fat 8 or so uncut. I got up and bent down and watched him jack it with his left hand, he turned and jacked it right at the hole. I put my tongue out and licked the precum off his head. He pressed it in, and I sucked the head for him. He seemed to like that as I swirled my tongue around the head under his foreskin. He let me suck him for a while and then pulled out and tucked his dick away and got down and whispered for me to follow him. He opened the door and I stood up and a few seconds later, I opened mine. When I headed out, the good-looking guy was at a board and he wrote the number four, then put a double line under it and a double line vertically. I had not seen it when I walked in and the rule at the bottom showed a double line horizontal like an equal sign meant fucks bare, double line vertical head bare. He then turned and pointed to number 4, I walked into it, and he followed. It has a big hole in it. He entered shortly after and locked the door. He told me to drop my pants, I did, he unbuttoned his pants and pulled down his underwear just under his balls. He grabbed my ass and fled my hole. He could feel I was wet from cum, nice is all he said as he pushed my ass back against the large opening. He then fed me poppers before pushing me down to suck his big dick. Less than a minute later I hard the door, felt fingers on my ass and my cheeks being pulled apart as a tongue licked my cummy hole. Fuck, his tongue felt so good. I moaned on the guys big uncut dick. This went on for two minutes and then the guy pulled off, I felt fingers at my hole. The hot guy I was sucking pulled his dick out and fed me poppers and soon I had a huge dick pressed against my hole and it slowly began to slide inside me. He was stretching my hole and it felt amazing. He was so slow at entering me making me feel it and opening me up so gradually. Then I felt his pubes, my guy fed me poppers and then the guy started to withdraw and begin to slowly fuck my hole. The guy in my booth leaned down as he said, that is fucking hot. You are taking a big dick, I can tell. He is fucking you bareback, isn’t he? I nodded, wow. You are such a hot little slut. He leaned down and told me to open my mouth, as I did, he spit inside me while he rubbed my chest. He worked his hand down to the hold and felt under me and the huge dick going inside me. He whispered in my ear; he is going to breed you dude. Anonymous cock is going to fucking load you up. Tell me you want his cum…. He gently slapped my face, I said, I want his cum. Good boy he said, then he tapped on the wall and a minute or two later the guy said, I’m cumming and he shot his load in my ass. The guy stayed inside me, and I began to pull off and the guy in my both pushed me back on the wall as he said, that is rude. Let him stay in you boy, you begged him for his cum. The guy slowly withdrew, and I was sucking on this big cock again. I heard the door open and close and then open again. The guy did not eat my hole, he instead spread my ass cheeks and pressed his dick against my hole after spitting on it and slide into me. He was long but thin. He hit my second ring, he fucked me hard for a few minutes and popped through. It felt amazing. He fucked me for five minutes like that, the guy in my booth just whispered what a hot slut I was and before long the guy slide all the way inside me and shot his load. He pulled out a second later and soon I hard the door. He pulled out his phone and text as the door opened and I heard the text in the next room. He said, my friend is here. You will love his big dick. I felt some material loop around my right leg and then my left and then pressure. I tried to pull away and I could not. The guy in my booth pulled my hand behind my back and tied them with a zip cord he had in his pocket. I then felt fingers inside me. Two and then three, He had four fingers inside me and I could do nothing but moan. The guy fed me poppers and the guy behind me worked his fingers inside me left and write and soon he was opening me up . I began to shake, I had felt this feeling before but his hand was so huge. The guy in my booth fed me poppers and tried to keep me from being too loud. He finally covered my mouth and tapped the wall and the guys fist pressed hard and passed my ring. There I was, in a booth against a hole in a wall and a fist in my ass. The guy was good, and it felt amazing, but it hurt like fuck when he pulled out. He clearly had a glove on because I hard him clean me up and untied me and the guy in my booth said, get dressed, you are coming with us. I got dressed and followed them out. His friend was 6’6 and 200 pounds solid and I could not help but look at his hands and they were huge. I could not believe one of them got inside me. It was a few blocks away, an older apartment. We walked up to the second floor and into unit b. The guy from the booth told me to undress, I did, and the tall, beautiful blond grabbed my hand and lead me to his bedroom and pulled off his clothes revealing a huge dick on him. Had to be 8 inches soft. I bend over and began to suck his dick, he got hard straight away. He pulled me off and led me to the bed, laid down and had me straddle his dick, at least a foot by now. He lubed up his dick and hole and slide his dick in my freshly fisted hole. He slide inside me easily but got some resistance eight inches In. He was supper thick. I stayed there and the guy from the booth and gotten naked and he was now pressing against my hole beside that huge dick. He blonde guy pulled me forward and the suit guy pressed hard, and he soon was in my hole and they were fucking me while I screamed and begged them to go slower. That big hand on my mouth made it hard to breath. They fucked me for ten minutes before the pain went away. The hot man pulled his hand off my mouth and said, that’s not bad is it. Ten minutes later the suit guy shot his load inside me and pulled out and disappeared without a word and I hard the door five minutes later. The real fucking began as he brutally slammed into me and broke through my second ring. This time it did not feel as good and hurt. He pressed hard and he was all the way inside me. He held me there and said fuck under his breath. Then he said, you are only the second guy ever to take me this deep. He fucked me for ten minutes and then turned me on my said and fucked me for another ten and shot inside me. He let it go soft and it slide out and he lubed up my and his fist and fingered my hole and worked his fist inside me again. I could only moan, He kept telling me he loves my pussy. An hour later he said, I should go because his girl would be home soon. I could not believe the time, I checked my phone, my boss had text me over lunch that she was felling ill and had to go home and I should too. I was relieved since I would most likely have been fired for this little stunt. I went home feeling completely and sexually satisfied. I loved this afternoon, and it was hot, I got hard as I walked. I knew I was in for a surprise tonight and I hoped that I could see some action beside just eating cum out of my girl. If that, was it would be okay but now, I wanted more! I showered before my girl got home. My hole was sore, from that big fist and puffy but my sides were happy I put on some tight underwear and shorts and a t shirt. She told me I looked hot, and that David wanted it kinky tonight. She showed me a bag that was left with two blindfolds. She showered and I got nervous. She got ready and straightened up the bedroom. She told me unlock the door and come back to the bedroom and she put her blindfold on and so did I. Minutes later we hard the door. I hard footsteps and a presence in front of me. He grabbed me and led me away from may girl, I hard her start to moan as some guy began to eat her out. The guy walked me to the spare bedroom. He then spoke, it was David. This is your fag is all he said a guy grabbed me. David shut the door and left me with a guy, he pushed me down and told me to suck his cock. I fished it out of his pants and sucked that big dick. His dick grew to be a fat nine inches. I then felt my hands being tied behind my back. Then the voice said, I want you to see him gag on that big dick. Here I was helpless, the guy was strong, and he held my head and started slow and told me to open my throat. He continued if you listen and obey you will be a fine little fag, If not, you will regret it. No fucking teeth either. He fucked my throat and I gagged and just when I started to get used to his dick and stopped gagging, he fucked my throat harder and hard making me gag and eventually I throw up. The guy in the chair laughed and said do it again. This went on until I could only dry heave and gag, once I was free of any stomach bile the real throat fucking began when I was placed with my head against a wall and the guy fucked my throat. I thought he was going to suffocate me with his dick. He beat my throat like this for ten minutes and then shoved it deep down my throat and shot his cum down my throat. He shook and slowly pulled out once he regained his composure. Immediately a ball gag was shoved in my mouth. The guy who had been sitting choked me. He then pulled me up to my feet. I was soon on the bed with my shorts pulled down and my ass showing. He lubed up and slide two fingers inside me. Then came his dick, it felt so fat as he laid it on my ass cheeks, He lubed it and then lined it up to my hole and slide slowly inside me. I must have been sore from earlier or his dick was as big as a baseball bat. He was fucking me hard, he pulled out and I was so relieved. I just wanted him to cum inside me while he was fucking me, he would stop. He straightened up my legs and pulled my underwear and shorts down and lifted my right leg and put it on the bed. He again spread my cheeks and pressed his fat dick head against my hole. I moaned as it felt like he was tearing me open now. He somehow felt bigger. He fucked me for an hour and finally shot his load inside me. When he pulled out, he said, how that is a fucking bloody mess. He led me to the shower and turned the water on and put me in while he cleaned up. Blindfold and all. Heard him say, there is a date, address, and time on the dresser. Make sure you are there. I will give you ass a week to heal up. Try not to bleed so much. I pulled the blindfold off and looked down. There was a lot of red in the water running down the drain. I got out, dried off, and sat on the toilet and his cum and my blood came out. I went out and got dressed. I had no idea what was hapening in the other room but when I got out of the second bedroom everyone was gone. I text her but her phone was in the room. I started getting texts, David sent me pics of my girl getting ganged by four guys, blindfolded and restrained. He sent me the address and told me to come to clean up her cunt. I got dressed and headed downtown to the apartment. I knocked and a tall black man let me in. I could see her ahead of me and she was getting fucked by a big dicked Latin guy. I was motioned over and pushed to my knees. The guy fucking her pulled his dick out and told me to suck him clean. I sucked that big brown dick clean. He fucked my mouth and slide back inside my girl. This went on for ten minutes till he shot his load in my throat during one of the cleaning sessions. The next guy stepped up and this went on for another hour. I had taken six loads and eaten tons out of her pussy. They told me to collect her and take her home. They left me alone with her and I helped her up. She was sore and spent and I called and uber and we went home. She let me eat the rest of the cum out of her and then we went to sleep.
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Are there any other total cumpigs like me who like their top/partner taking full control of their sex lives? Sure, while my ex used to tie me in a sling and caged me often, I found his thought control over me and my sex life his biggest and most powerful weapon. In a strange way his mind control uninhibited me and led me down the path to being a cumslut that I always wanted to be. Having no say, most of the time, whop fucked me and when, having my gangbangs organised, having my visits to dark rooms supervised, having him recruit cock and seed for me - set me free - knowing that he would always ensure that my insatiable appetite for getting fucked and bred would be satisfied.
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Just realized tonight (after another guy canceled at the last minute on plans we'd made in advance) that I don't have anyone I can call or text and say, "I need some NOW!" and more often than not they are available. So I need to rectify that situation. If you are in the South Bay, and are generally available, HMU! And FTR, I don't mind waiting if you've got other guys lined up to breed you. (Check out my username.) I like all races, most builds, and prefer 40+ (but that's not a hard and fast rule). I'd prefer you didn't need to party in order to play, but that's also not a hard and fast rule. The hairier the better, but naturally smooth is cool too! Good kissers to the front of the line! And if you regularly smell and taste of sex, I might marry you! (Give me sex funk over soap or cologne EVERY day of the week!) I'm not really into cigarette smokers, but if you've got other qualities, we can probably work that out. I prefer to host. You can also be a regular though and not just a backup! And if you can regularly bring me a cumhole whenever we hookup, again, I might marry you! (Don't worry. You would be encouraged to take as many loads from other men as you want/can so I can enjoy your cumhole whenever we get together.)
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Hi, I'm a 30yo male, latino, a bit chubby from Mexico. I have a 4 inch dick but barely use it, since I mostly bottom. I had the fantasy for many years to become a cum dump, taking loads from any guy, but never got the nerve to do it, looking only for 1 on 1 encounters. At least until last Sunday, that I couldn't resist my urges and visited a sex shop that has an area with booths, bar and a dark room. I was really horny, all week long I have been using my dildos and needed the real thing. There was a lot of people in the shop, but I went almost immediately to the dark room, which had some benches against the walls where some guys were already having their dicks sucked. I took a seat and a short slim guy with glasses got close to me. I reached for his cock, he had a semi, and pulled me closer to his groin to suck him. He smelled strongly to piss and some sweat, it made me so horny to suck him clean. He moaned loudly while I sucked him and after a few minutes he made me stood up, he leaned against the wall and we started making out. He pulled down my pants and started spreading my ass cheeks and fingering my hole. "Do you want me to put it in?" He asked and I nodded, turned around and bent over. He had a slim cock about 5 inches long, and had no trouble sliding it inside me. He pounded me hard and fast, when a guy maybe in his 40s got close to me and made suck his cock. He had a dadbod, and a cock about 7 inches long surrounded by gray hairs, and thicker than my current top. The slim guy pulled out after a few minutes and we started making out again, while he offered my hole to the other top. The guy in his 40s started to rub his cock against my hole and entered in a single stroke. I felt his cock making his way in with ease, turns out my dildo got me ready, and he started pounding me and slapping my ass. The slim guy pulled me down to suck him again until they made me turn around and switched places. I was moaning in pleasure asking for more. "I'm cumming inside you!" Said the slim guy, and I felt his warm cum filling me over. He pulled out almost immediately and we started making out again. The other top used the new lube inside me to fuck my hole and I got down to lick clean the slim guy's cock. The guy in his 40s started to talk about how much he enjoyed my used hole, while he pounded me fast and hard. "Do you want cum?" He asked "Yes please! Breed me!!" I said loudly, while some of the guys in the dark room were looking at us. I heard the guy moaning and felt his warm cum when he pulled out. I kissed him and thank him, then decided to went to the bar to take a break for a moment before taking another load.
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So with everything going on I have really struggled to get much time to myself holding down three jobs to save up for uni. so when a friend asked me to house sit for her aunt and uncle meaning a free trip to the coast I was all for it. first few days there I enjoyed just sunning myself and getting to know the town but didn’t take me too long to look on Grindr to see if there was any local talent, my first time on was a bust, a few guys near by but none either interested in me or what I wanted. Wasn’t until the 5th day there that I got a bite, a couple were down visit and wanted a third to join them, it was a blank profile that sent me a pic of two hairy chests. I was all for it and was gonna suggest hooking up where I was working but they were wanting it outdoors. so I found myself trekking through town and into the woods before I found the what three word location but no one was there, I thought I was ghosted so was getting really pissed off when a pair of guy came out the trees, they were already topless like me with the heat and didn’t wait to drop their shorts to the ground to show they were freeballing it. one had a nice cock uncut maybe 6.5 inches the other was cut and was 6inches. I came up to them matching them naked between the trees and asked what they wanted, cut guy said they are both vers tops and in need of a bottom to use hard. I was def keen and got to work sucking on cut guy while my hand worked the other cock them making out above me as I swapped cocks enjoying their musky smell. it was uncut guy that pulled me up and pushed me against the tree spitting on my ass and pushing his fingers into me while the other guy watched, occasionally spanking our asses. I was moaning a lot when uncut guy spat on his cock and said “ready for a rough pounding brat” and with no warning forced his cock hard into my hole. he fucked me hard and rough, keeping me pinned against the tree it rubbing and scratching my body as he slammed into me, I lost track of time but before long I heard the sounds of panting and grunting out that he was gonna load me up and he did cumming hard in my ass. before his cock was fully out cut guy was taking his place no spit just using his bf cum for lube and fuck did I scream as he ducked my brains out he pulled me away from the tree bending me down to suck uncut’s cock clean. He then pushed me down so I was laying on the floor getting drilled hard, when he came I was totally done, sore and drained by the heat we said goodbye quickly and went our ways. I found a toilet it was old but I wanted to clean up my body and ass after that before walking back to the house, I cleaned my body quickly then went into a cubicle to clean out as I sat I heard a voice say, cute bod u want a sucking, didn’t have to ask me twice as I looked for the hole and put my cock through letting the guy fuck me off draining my balls. I got to my knees wanting to suck him and he didn’t disappoint all I could see was a hairy bush and a good 6.5 inch cock push though for me to suck drinking down his load as he came and left. I cleaned up and went back happy to get three loads in me after weeks of nothing
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Having an open mind and saying yes to a TS friends idea has lead me to discover things I never even knew about myself. I’ve always been into raunch and kink, but my adventures as a CD have shown Me that I have filthy perverse cravings to satisfy with people I’ve yet to meet. I enjoy transsexual escorts and the fun that can be had with them. I am particularly attracted to escorts and prostitutes due to my love and enjoyment of spending time with a person that has sex with multiple people. There is a certain rush and thrill that comes with giving someone control over you. Being owned and Treated as property makes me feel so amazing. This feeling is why I posted ads and reached out to escorts to see if they were interested in owning a me, passable crossdresser, and using me to generate income, explore fetishes, use as a servant or assistant, use to experiment with/on when they need to try extremely perverted or filthy ideas, etc. I met a hung mixed TS that said she was interested in partying with me over a weekend and seeing what kinds of situations we can get into. I agreed to visit her on a Friday and told her I’m excited and horny. I arrived in white stripper heels with thigh high pink schoolgirly style socks, a pink fishnet shirt with garter straps connected to my socks. I had nerdy glasses on and pigtails. We both posted ads online so men could know that a transsexual is available for generous men, and she has a crossdressing slut on a leash for use as well. Those seeking fun with me, the CD slut, get a discount since they are using a trashy whore that so many others are using. Oh, and Those that bring drugs over get to enjoy an enhanced experience. 2 guys showed within 30 minutes, and fucked my TS friend (named Jess) while I watched on my knees and wore my leash. After the guys left, Jess advises she wants me to eat the cum out of her ass, but don’t swallow it. She squatted and farted cum into my mouth while I licked every drop from her asshole. I gargled it and spit it in a cup at the same time that our phone alerts went crazy. I pasted the address to 2 hung white guys, a hung Mexican guy, and an older black male. They all were interested in using Jess’ property and wanted to know what limits and rules were in place. She advised they can push the limits and to come over if they don’t mind group fun. They all gave eta’s and all paid the $30 fee to use me. The Mexican guy arrived and Jess told him that her slave was in the living room waiting to be used. She said that she doesn’t like when her slave is sober and out comes a bag of clearish blue shards. A bowl was loaded and Jess said she wanted to open my asshole up and drop shards inside. I bent over and began sucking his huge uncut 9.5 inch cock. Jess ate my ass and fucked me for a bit while the guy blew huge clouds and watched. He then made me blow three clouds and Jess followed after. Once she got my butthole nice and opened with her thick uncut cock, she said let’s see how nasty this faggot really is. Two hands were then spreading my ass and I felt something drop in. My asshole started burning as I heard I hope u like meth in your asshole bitch. The burn made me wince a bit, and that’s when 2 more people arrived. Once they walked in I began noticing that I started feeling uncontrollably horny, and I started moaning and slowly swaying my hips and ass from side to side. Huge mirrors in the room gave me a full view of myself, and I loved how much I looked like a stupid whore that men use in secret. Jess turned on all of the lights so all could enjoy a clear view of me as I bent over and showed the random men from online my asshole. Two hands spread my ass cheeks and a tongue pushed deep into my butthole. That tongue was soon replaced by a cock and 2 minutes later that cock was shooting cum into me. The doorbell rings and I am mounted by another guy. 3 minutes later he cums and I’m penetrated again. Soon I was so spun and high that I was lost in a euphoric trance while watching cumdump cd porn. I snapped out of a trance and noticed 5 guys were in the room, then 6. This night turned into guys dropping $30 to use me as a cumdump. Jess directed the action while holding my leash and voiced her approval every time a load was dumped in me. After 8 loads Jess pulled out her own bag of dope and decided I need to get nastier. She pushed another shard inside my ass and started typing something on her phone. Oh fuck yea was heard from her and she looked at me with a nasty look. Soon people began arriving one after another after another after another. Jess’ TS friend and her two guy friends came at the same time that a male and female couple arrived. Someone began playing sissy hypno porn and I bent over and enjoyed letting strangers cum in my ass. I never turned to look at them and was feeling so high and nasty. I felt something weird and understood from jess’s comments that her TS friend has brought used condoms to pour inside my asshole. She the began pushing the cum deeper in me as I inhaled poppers, and my sloppy asshole turned into an extremely loose gaping wet hole that smelled strongly like cum. I lost count but 3 hours later Jess advised 17 people have dumped cum inside me. I continued taking loads and sending strangers the address until the sun came up. Jess was so proud and happy to own me. She collected a good amount of cash and said 41 men, and two TS’ came in my ass. She plugged my hole and fed me cum from her asshole. As I was sucking on her messy sloppy farting ass, she made me spit the cum into the cup I previously spit in. She unplugged me and poured the cum in my ass and began gaping fucking me. The sounds of cumfarts and sloppy fucking turned me on so much. Jess began chatting with me and never took her cock out of me. She expressed her love of what took place and I explained to her how much I would love to start setting goals and accomplishing them. Jess advised at that very moment it was time to quit my job and dedicate my time to escorting with her. I cant express how happy and passionate I am about letting random men cum in my ass. My dream of being a sissy faggot for bareback tops is finally coming true!!
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A Night of Firsts When I got to Jay's, he was already prepared for what he had planned for me. It was straight to his bathroom, undress and then begin a series of seriously, gut-filling enemas. Once the water ran clear, he escorted me into his bedroom. I always felt awkward being in that room. Jay was "married" to his lifelong partner. That was technically their room, and despite constant assurances since the day we met online that his partner was okay with him having a slave, I always felt like I was a homewrecker of sorts—or at least a potential one. On the bed was a set of thigh-high, fishnet stockings, a short, black, pleated skirt and a black tank-top that had SLUT in rhinestones across the chest. I was understandably confused. "What's this for?" "You said you used to pretend being a girl when you and your best friend would fool around." "Right...and?" "Tonight, you're going to be a girl. You're lucky you actually look like a fairly passable girl despite being over six-foot thanks to your curly, long hair. Come on...get dressed." I was still unsure but also excited by a new challenge being presented to me. In a few moments I was standing at the foot of his bed all dressed up. I felt sexy, slutty, confident, vulnerable, confused, embarrassed...all of those feelings all at once as I looked at myself in his dresser mirror. Jay produced a pink chastity cage and told me to lift my skirt. This was something neither of us had ever discussed, and it was the first time that I had ever seen a cage in person. It took some wrangling to suppress my erect cock enough to get it locked away. My meat bulged against it—pressing my shaft's skin through every available open space. It was incredibly uncomfortable and simultaneously reassuring. It felt proper to have my cock locked away in this cute thing. As soon as my visual transformation was complete, his partner walked in and lifted my skirt front and then back. "Very cute," he said. "She's going to have fun tonight." Both men chuckled at the plan only they were privy to. It didn’t take a lot of convincing to get me to walk into that adult bookstore; not nearly as much as one would expect. Perhaps that was thanks to the giant bottle of pre-opened water he demanded I drink on the way there. At some point, Jay had apparently slipped something into it. By the time we arrived, I was already cozy on cloud nine. While I realized that someone I knew might recognize me dressed as a girl in this tiny skirt that barely covered my ass, it just didn’t seem to bother in that headspace. Jay apparently knew the owner behind the counter, and with a flash of my ID, he waved us on with an impish smile. I was paraded up and down the aisles of the store while Jay feigned interest in the porno DVDs or sex toys for sale. I nearly fainted when a guy in his 50's with gray beard walked up to me and lifted the back of my skirt to grope my ass, and then reached around to wave my caged cock around. I stood silent, but Jay's smile let me know this was going how he had planned. By the third set of hands feeling me up, I was beginning to openly moan being manhandled like a bimbo. "Come on," Jay said. I thought we were leaving, and I was actually sad. But rather than leaving, he led me through a door into an arcade. We walked silently down a poorly lit, stinky corridor. A series of doors close together were on our right, and we passed a single door on the left that had THETER misspelled on a strip of masking tape. Jay walked me into a room on the right. As I stepped in, I could see three of the guys from the store area coming towards us. It didn't even hit me until I saw the jizz-stained monitor playing porn that he had taken me to a gloryhole. This was something we had talked about in great detail doing. I was obsessed with the fantasy of going to one for the past couple of years. I guess I was so caught up in becoming a girl and being groped that I was blind to what was going to happen until we got into that room. Jay moved the stool to the center of the room and opened the partition covers on both holes for the room. He lifted my skirt and we both saw the heavy string of precum that was hanging down from the tip of my dick. As soon as my bare bottom hit the stool, a stranger's hard cock was coming through the hole in front of me. Jay took out his phone and began recording as he told me that I knew what to do. I was so turned on and ravenous for this exact experience that I was immediately licking and sucking on my first anon cock. I was surprised and bit disappointed how quickly he came, but I was still happy to be swallowing my first anon load. Another cock came through a few minutes later, and as I leaned forward to suck a new stranger off, I felt hands grabbing at my ass through the hole behind me. Jay told me to stand up, and he moved the stool to the corner of the narrow room. I kept licking and sucking as the new stranger's hands squeezed my ass, played with my caged cock through my spread legs and then I felt a finger push into my asshole. It was a moment of pure exhilaration and bliss being finger-fucked by one man with another's cock throbbing in my mouth about to explode. The stranger behind me fingered my asshole rapidly with one and then two fingers. But then it suddenly stopped. As I swallowed strange load number 2, Jay pushed my hips back towards the wall behind me. I felt my little, bubble-butt depress against the rough wood. My mind was racing with a million wicked thoughts of what was about to happen. I just stood there, bent over, savoring the warm, salty aftertaste in my mouth waiting for what I knew was about to happen. A total stranger would be fucking me for real; no fantasy; no pretend roleplay. I felt Jay sit his phone on my lower back and grab my ass from the sides. He pushed and pulled lining me up for the hole in the wall I assumed. I knew it was about to happen when he forcefully pulled my ass apart and told me to push back hard against the wall. I eagerly complied while Jay grabbed his phone off my back and pointed it right in my face to capture my every expression as my first true stranger penetrated me. I suddenly felt the stranger's cock against my hole. As he started to push into me, I moaned loud enough that I was a little embarrassed, but I couldn't help myself. I felt my eyes just explode open as this guy's cock forced me open. He was way bigger than Jay, and Jay appeared to love the fact this stranger was about to turn me inside out. "How does your first anon cock feel?" "It hurts soooo good," I moaned looking into his phone's camera lens. The anon behind me was mercilessly pounding me. It honesty felt like the wall was going to fall over or shatter. Even our door was rattling and clanging. Then the thought came to me; long after this strange dick had been violating me. I couldn't help myself but to ask though. It was morbid curiosity. "Is he wearing a condom?" I moaned in sync with his thrusts. Jay leaned over my back and returned with a smile. "No." "Uhhhh fuck," I moaned trying to hold my ass steady against the wall from the throttling it was receiving. Moving the camera from my face to over my ass, Jay captured my very first anonymous seeding. I so desperately wanted to jerk off right as that stranger was flooding my guts, but that clever cage denied me relief. I just dripped and dripped. As the anon cock slipped from my hole, Jay quickly, and much to my shock, inserted a fairly large butt-plug into me. "We don't want that to leak out do we?" Part of me did, but the dirty, slut I was dressed as agreed with Jay. I was ready for more loads, but Jay drove me back to his house. Together with his partner, we watched my night of taking three, separate, stranger's loads. They each took turns fucking my throat off the edge of their bed while tormenting my aching, caged cock.
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Always game for some BB action. Would love to get a gangbang going.
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This was salvaged from bugshare.net, from the 'Strictly Stories' section. ****************************************************************** It's all an internet invention, this bug chasing thing. The creation of fetishists. The hysterical reaction to the fear of HIV. Well, that's how it started for me. Harmless fantasizing. Posting messages on bareback sites, posting nude pics in my bareback profile. I'd get fucked raw, sure, but not take any loads. Then I met Gary, a fellow neg sex pig into all kinds of kink, including ws and fisting. I have really small hands and he noticed them at a sex party once and said they're perfect for fisting. We were partying pretty heavily and we got to playing and at some point I went from sucking his dick and rimming him to fingering him to being coached into inserting my whole hand into him by an older, experienced leather top guy who often played with him. "You ain't gonna hurt him. He loves it," the top told me. It was like our bonding experience. We started meeting up all the time and going to the baths together and picking up tops who wanted to get served by two slutty bottims at once. We shared all of our secret fantasies with each other and of course the attraction to POZ tops came up and the fact that we were both lurkers on bareback conversion sites. We started daring eachother to go further and further in our exploits. "I know a POZ guy 've been fucking around with for a long time. His t-cells dropped below a certain level once, and even now that he's better he's officially got AIDS. We should play with him," Gary told me one day. I said sure, that's way hot, let's do it. We had often agreed that the hottest guys are POZ and drooled over their profiles. Gary called his friend and arranged for us to get together a couple days later. We got piggy while servicing guys together before at the baths and at the park, like telling eachother to "really get that tongue up his ass," congratulating each other on how far we had gone. I knew this visit to his friend would be the ultimate dare, the final push. The guy's name was Ted. I had seen him around before, but we never messed around. "Gary told me all about you. Says you really like POZ guys." "Well, yeah, they're the hottest." So Gary talked about our innocent fantasies to him? We had the usual beers, weed, started getting down to action, both of us sucking his dick, then Gary sucking him as I rimmed him. The time came to fuck, and Gary started urging me to go ahead and let him fuck me. I normally took it raw as long as the guy pulled out, but as Gary was greasing up my hole with vaseline, he was telling me,"Take that fucking load, man. Fucking hot. Just go ahead and take it." He held poppers under Ted's and my nose. I was so horned up. Gary was sucking my dick as I got fucked and I was in pig heaven. Tod started fucking me deeper and harder, breathing louder. "Ah, fuck. Take my load, man," Ted said as he came. Gary was kissing me at that point, saying,"Take that fuckin' POZ load," and calling me every filthy name he could think of. "Fuckin' bug chaser. Fuckin' AIDS whore. I was jacked off to my last safe orgasm by Ted, who kept saying "There you go. Now you got it in you, Buddy." That fucking changed me forever. It just let me see how easy it was to take a POZ load. The next time was easier, and eventually I got Gary to take POZ loads, too. We were officially bareback bottom bug chasers.It made us the most popular guests at the sex parties. I ended up getting hepatitis, and that's when my blood tests showed I had sero-converted. I was strangely turned on, although too sick with hep to go out and celebrate. I had become known as the guy who would rim anyone; it had become my favorite sexual activity with strangers. That's probably how I got it. Gary got tested, and he learned he was POZ as well. Now we're the "two POZ bareback twinks" at all the parties. I take every and all loads. POZ and proud.
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Days Inn by Wyndham Modesto August 8-9. Door will be unlocked. I will be face down, blindfolded, ass up in my room. I will have minimal lighting. CONDOMS OPTIONAL and available. If you bareback I do take loads in the ass and mouth. I am ok if you arrive solo, duo or group. Please be courteous if someone is already inside and does not want anyone watching them.
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When I got home, she was there, curled up in a ball, with her panty-covered crotch prominently displayed to be seen just as I entered our bedroom. I leaned forward and knelt on the bed. She warmly cooed and pulled her legs tighter up to her chest. The shift in position was enough to press her panties right against her puffy pussy lips. As I took in the sight and the scent, I noticed moisture oozing through the gusset. Wetness was oozing out of her pussy and pressing into the cloth. I pulled the fabric away a bit and saw her pussy, red and inflamed, clearly freshly fucked. I spread her thighs further apart to see the opening of her sex. Peeking out, just barely, was the open end of a condom. The rest was inserted completely inside her. She seemed tightly clenched down on it. I gently shifted the waistband down a bit, and she scooted as if to help me get them off her. She was still ‘asleep,’ but was clearly enjoying this. She had arranged me to see this upon coming home. I gently touched the part of the rubber I could see. I grasped it and tugged a bit. This condom was deeply imbedded inside her. I tugged harder and she moaned. I put my face up to her crotch and inhaled. She smelled like sex. I closed my teeth onto the edge of the condom and pulled backwards. She relaxed her pussy a bit and it slowly pulled forwards. I kept oozing out of her as she drooled fluid. Finally, I had it all the way out and held it up to the light. It was a big size and there had to be a tablespoon of fresh warm cum inside the tip. At that moment she turned her head towards me. She touched her mound and whimpered. She spoke first. ‘Do you like your surprise?’ I nodded in reply. She smiled at me and spread her thighs apart, showing me her freshly fucked pussy. It was red, angry looking. I saw her sticky lips part and reveal a dark hole where her last fuck had recently pulled out, leaving only his fertile seed and a thin layer of latex inside her. She rolled over onto her knees and shook her beautifully firm ass at me. Her pussy peeked at me as her cheeks jiggled. I laid the condom down across her lower back, careful to put the open end at the top. I lined my bare cock up to her cunt and teased her fleshy lips. She pushed back and swallowed my cock. I let her saw herself back and forth on my dick. I felt the mixture of her wetness and my precum sloshing inside her. It looked so hot seeing her fuck herself on my cock. I noticed that the empty rubber inches away from her clit was longer than my cock. Whoever had fucked her was hung. As she rocked herself on my cock, the rubber started to slip towards the spot where my cock entered her. The tip of the reservoir touched my cock. I paused and told her the rubber was at her pussy. She groaned and whispered, ‘fuck it back into me.’ I did as asked and pushed the cum-filled condom into her opening. Up until now, she’d been fucking herself on my dick. Now it was my turn. I eased my hips forward until I was balls deep. This dragged the condom nearly all the way inside her. Now the open end was lined up with the base of my cock. The open condom was arranged just as it had been when I’d found it. As I pounded her, her tightness forced her lower’s fresh load further up inside her. His warm cum oozed out of the open condom and onto my shaft. ‘Babe,’ I asked. ‘If I keep going, I’ll be putting his cum inside you. Is it a safe time or should I stop?’ She froze on my dick, holding perfectly still as a glob of creamy white jizz poured onto my cock. ‘What do you want, babe?’ She nodded her head, facing into the mussed pillows. ‘Put his cum in me.’ Stroked her lower back as I pulled out. The condom was nearly empty, and my cock was covered in seed. I put the condom right above her ass crack, with the open end dangerously close to her heaving cunt. I stroked my cock, covering my head and shaft in her lover’s seed. I aimed my cock at her pussy. She backed up just as I thrust forward, forcing someone else’s cum into her. We wildly fucked each other, on a high knowing what we were doing was so nasty, so wrong. I railed her cunt, picking up speed as I approached orgasm. She could tell. ‘Where do you want me to cum, babe?’ She clenched down, bringing me even closer to the brink. I continued, trying to make sure she got whatever she wanted. ‘If I keep going, you’ll be filled with two loads. If I pull out, it’ll just be his inside you.’ She shook her head. She breathlessly moaned, ‘I want you to cum… I want you to cum… on my ass!’ I pulled out and shot my seed all over her butt. She shook with a deep orgasm. Her pussy winked open and closed at me as a torrent of her lover’s cum poured out of her. She moaned a deep ‘thank you,’ and fell back asleep.
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It has been about ten years since I graduated from college and I guess that's why this encounter entered my mind recently. I used to jerk off to the memory of it for awhile, but thankfully my lust for barebacking and cummy adventures has filled my brain with lots of spankable material. Still, when I think back to this occasion, I still get pretty hard. I was a Resident Assistant for two years in college and I loved it because not only am I social person, but also because I got to have my own room and bathroom. It was the perfect situation for me as at that time I was a 'straight' college student at a big southern state school - a way to get to know a bunch of people but still get my own privacy when I needed it. Of course I principally needed a private room so I could jerk off. If I needed to fuck and dump a load in a nice ass, I went online and found a bottom somewhere in the vicinity who needed to be bred and who could also host. I don't exactly know when I became a barebacker, although looking back I suppose the attraction stemmed from my first anal experience. I frequently went to an adult book store to get head through a glory hole. I had discovered the ABS in my freshman year. It was far from campus so I wasn't all that concerned about running into anyone I knew from school, and as I was usually successful in getting a blowjob, I began to visit the place regularly. In any event, on the occasion of which I'm thinking, I was in a booth at the ABS and was receiving a particularly good blowjob through the glory hole. I was approaching orgasm when the mouth pulled away. Somewhat surprised, I withdrew my cock from the hole, and crouched down, peered into the hole, whereupon I heard the guy on the other side say "unlock your door." I did and within seconds the cocksucker stepped into my cubicle with me. He was a small framed Latino. His body and ass were quite furry, which I found a major fucking turn-on. He gestured that I should take a seat in the chair, my pants and underwear around my ankles. When I was in position he sat on my raw hard cock until I was balls deep inside him as he stared into my eyes. He rode me until I felt my orgasm build and suddenly burst inside him. I plainly saw how his eyes got wide and glazed over with satisfaction and animal-like lust. I was hooked: I was a top who bred bottoms. And believe me, every bottom I encountered craved my thick raw cock, especially 'cause my cock head always swelled to generous proportions just as I shot my large load deep in the bottom's guts. I also think the curve of my cock must have played the bottom's prostate like a fiddle. I quickly discovered I had only to fuck a bottom once before he would be addicted to my thick curve and he would beg for my cock. Yeah, once I entered a guy, his ass would belong to me. One particular college night, I was especially horny and needed a good bottom in whom to unload. I went online to Craigslist and found a 40 year old bottom who was, in the words of his posting, "looking to take as much college dick and cum as I can." I sent him a pic of my cock and my stats and waited. Within a few minutes he sent me his hotel and his room number with some pics. I checked out his pics; nice lean, masculine frame, salt'n'pepper hair, moderately hairy with a relatively hairless ass with a very furry crack. He said he'd meet me naked on all fours with the door propped open and that he might find another top to join. I got ready and headed his way. I arrived at the hotel and found the door ajar. I went inside and immediately could smell the familiar scent of masculine sweat, lube, and cum. This hole had been used. "Got a cummy ass for me?" I asked as I loudly undid my belt buckle (bottoms love that part...always see them either excitedly re-position like a puppy who knows it's getting a their bodies tremble and their asshole winks. Either one gets my dick hard) "Got two loads so far...you college boys are hungry." I had finished undressing, leaving on only my backward hat with my school's logo proudly displayed, and placed my large hand on his ass. He shook with pleasure. "Suck my cock and get it ready for your cummy pussy," I ordered. He moaned and dove for my cock. The moment it passed through his lips and he began to feel the girth and the length, he let out a animal-like grunt and instinctively arched his back to raise his furry-cracked bubble ass higher. I could see the glistening wetness on his slightly-open hole in the dim light of the hotel room as he continued to feast on my cock, moaning and grunting like a good little fuck pig. This pig needed more seed. The pigs cell phone on the bed next to him began to ring. He pulled off my cock "Sorry, sir, it's the other college guy top who's going to breed me with you--if you don't mind, sir." "Answer the phone so you can get back on my cock, pig." He answered the phone and it was clear the kid was asking for directions and this guy didn't know the city. He looked at me "Can you help him find this place?" I took the phone in one hand and grabbed the back of the pigs head with my other and guided his mouth back to my cock. I spoke into the phone. "Hey, I've got this pig hungrily slurping on my cock but his cummy butt needs more cock in it. Where are you so we can get you in one of these holes and make this pig a happy cumdump?" The voice on the phone hesitated at first, but when he spoke it was clear he was horny as fuck. "I just need to figure out how to get there from where I'm at--I'm new this semester." "I've got your welcome present here--don't forget the balls, pig--if you want a big load you better worship those balls, too. Okay, so where are you?" I talked with the other top about where he was and quickly directed him to where he was going. He was only five minutes away. "The door is still ajar, come in and shut it and get undressed before you fully enter the room. I want you ready to take over this mouth the second you walk in, because I need to reward this bitch for slurping on my cock so much by driving this thick curve deep in that wet hole." "You got it, man. Sounds so hot." I hung up the phone and threw it on the bed. The pig kept slurping on my cock as he held up a bottle of poppers. I took a huge hit and let the warmth and hunger wash over me as the cumdump took a few hits and hungrily returned to slobbering on my thick cock, savoring the precum and moaning like a fucking bitch. I heard the door open and heard the new college top fumbling with his clothes. He was a bit nervous, which wasn't all that surprising. I was prepared to take charge and get him where he needed to go, and honestly, I was sure once the college top felt the cock sucker's mouth he would be hooked. At that moment the college top entered. Glancing up I realized I knew him. He had recently moved to my floor, and I had casually spoken to him a couple of times. He was a quiet kid who mostly stayed to himself. A musician, if I remembered correctly. I remember thinking when I met him, that I thought he was cute, but I hadn't obsessed over him, after all, I was outwardly straight. But here we both were, both naked, in a hotel room, both of us were completely hard (and I noticed, his cock was also quite impressive. Once he recognized me, he was also clearly completely mortified and seemed a bit bit frozen, unsure of how to handle the situation. So I took charge. "Pig, you've had enough of my cock - at least for now. If you want my cock in that ass, go show our friend here how hungry you are for cock." The cumdump immediately got off the bed where he had been on all fours sucking my cock and rushed in front of my resident. Without hesitating, he dove onto the other guy's cock, loudly moaning and slurping like a slut. I watched as the panic melted away to pleasure and I walked over to the guys and presented a bottle of poppers under my resident's nose. He took a deep hit in both nostrils and immediately I saw it in his eyes--the hungry glazed look of a barebacker. He was ready. "On the bed on all fours, cumdump," I ordered. The 40 year old man quickly complied, making sure his back was arched to make his ass and mouth more appealing to the two college tops he was pleasuring. I looked at my resident asking "You want mouth or ass?" He smiled, "I want ass. I know I'll cum if I watch you fuck him and I want to breed him, especially if he's got some loads in him already." I climbed on the bed and got comfortable and the bottom immediately got to work sucking my cock. He was so excited knowing he was about to get fucked. My resident hesitated a second "Is there lube?" "He's got two loads in his ass. Just eat him out a bit to get him wet and push it in." I watched as my resident got between the bottom's legs, spread his ass cheeks, and went to town eating that cummy hole. The excessive moaning and flourishes he used on my cock made it clear he was quite happy, and was properly thanking me for arranging double fuck session. My resident, meanwhile, unquestionably loved eating cummy ass. I took some satisfaction in thinking I would have fun with the quiet musician who lived down the hall. Yeah, I was going to have fun with this boy. "Now fuck him. I'd say the bitch has earned a few more loads." I love being able to see the face of both bottom and the top when a top first slides his cock into a cummy-holed slut. The ecstasy and hunger the resident and cumdump were experiencing was abundantly tangible, so I took a large hit of poppers and begin to face fuck the bottom. He loved every second of the spit-roasting, and from the grunts coming from the top, I suspected he would barely last five minutes, so I paused in face-fucking the bottom so he can really enjoy my cock on his terms. I'd like to think each tongue-flick and oral massage of my cock was his way of thanking me. While he was enjoying the resident's cock, he knew he belonged to me. The cumdump could tell, even before I penetrated his hole, that my cock was special. He was a true cumdump. I looked up as the resident was practically howling, knowing he was about to cum. I withdrew from the cumdump's mouth, walked around the bed so I was directly behind the resident, allowing my hard cock head to rest against his ass cheek as I leaned in close behind him and quietly ordered the resident to "Load him. Load up the cumdump. I'm going to fuck him and I want your load deep in his guts while I'm filling him up. Give him your warm, thick load." I also ordered the cumdump to "Beg for that load, bitch. Tell him that you want it." And beg he did. The 40 year old begged and pleaded for that load like a true cumdump. The resident, meanwhile, was about to go over the edge, so I took the bottom about his waist and pulled him back so that the resident was completely balls-deep. Then, at just the right moment, I grunted in the resident's ear "Shoot that load." I could feel his body spasm as he came, wave after wave of orgasm hitting him as the cumdump moaned and thanked him over and over again. When he was done cumming, the resident pulled out with a wet "plop" and collapsed on his back on the bed next to the cumdump. I immediately grabbed the cumdump by the waist with both hands and spit on my cockhead. Placing my cock at the entrance to his wet, hot, cummy hole, I slid my entire eight inch shaft deep into his guts. The noise the cumdump made was unlike any I'd heard him: it was a deep, guttural groan that seemed to escape from deep in his gut. He was truly a bitch in heat. I took my time enjoying the cummy wetness of his warm guts as I pounded his ass, using every stroke to caress and massage the hole so that it began to naturally form to the shape of my cock. As I owned his ass, the cumdump eventually coaxed the resident to scoot up on the bed so he could suck his semi-hard cock while in the daze of the poppers and the pleasure of my cock filling his cummy hole. I felt my orgasm building as I watched the resident's cock growing harder in the cumdump's mouth and watching as the cumdump hungrily started really working for a load in his mouth, sensing another load would soon be deposited in his ass. He pushed back and met each thrust while giving focused attention to the cock in his mouth. As I said, he was a true cumdump, and most definitely was earning his cummy rewards. I unloaded in his ass moments before the resident unloaded in his mouth and felt the cumdump's body shivering as he felt my cockhead swell and release a giant load into his guts. His ass was filled to the brim with cum, and as the resident began to flood his mouth the cumdump laughed around the dick as he moaned and savored each drop. As my orgasm subsided, I pulled out slowly and felt the cum following my dick. When my cockhead popped out of the cumdump's well used asshole, a splatter of cum came out and landed on the hotel bedspread. In a flash, the resident dove on the cummy hole, licking and slurping up the cum and ass juices leaking out. "Push some of it back in" the bottom begged. "Please give me the seed." Scooping up some of the cum on my cock head, I slid my dick, which was still quite hard, back into his cummy ass. The resident kept his face right there by the hole, watching and breathing on my cock as if to make sure each drop of cum remained in the cumdump's hole. The bottom, for his part, clamped down on my cock when I withdrew, ensuring the multiple loads he had taken would not be lost. The resident immediately took my cummy cock in his mouth and cleaned it off. I smiled in satisfaction as he enjoyed servicing my cock for a few moments before I withdrew from his mouth. "Come on, we've got to go. I'm sure this cumdump has more tops on the way." "Just a couple," the bottom answered. I noticed his cummy asshole seemed to wink in agreement. The resident and I quickly dressed, so we were ready to leave at the same time. Just before I opened the door to leave, I looked over my shoulder at the cumdump and said "Thanks, cumpdump, you did a good job." With that, resident and I walked out. He didn't say anything until we were in the elevator. "Will this change anything at the dorms? Cuz I'm not really out," he asked with a hesitant voice. "Hey, nothing's going to change," I replied with a reassuring smile, "except that you're going to suck a load out of my cummy dick when we get back to the dorms." From his smile, I had the feeling he had decided a little change wasn't such a bad thing. This is my first story on here. Let me know if you guys enjoyed and I should keep writing...I have PLENTY of other great stories up my sleeves (or up someone's ass)
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I'd like to tell you a little story. It's about something we've all heard of and many fear. It's about HIV. It is about what happened when I was infected with the virus. Oh, perhaps that was a little to abrupt for you... that blunt, prompt disclosure of my status. You know, some people expect ‘kid gloves’ when it comes to this whole topic. If you are one of them, this story is definitely NOT for you. It would be best if you just moved on to something else right now. If, on the other hand, the first paragraph makes your dick hard, then you will really enjoy this story. Still with me? If so, don't let it be said that I didn't warn you.... My lover and I met about a year after I divorced my wife. It's funny how my lover and I met - it was through an on-line advertisement in which he said he was "selling his wares." I wasn't looking for the full meal deal. Although I'd just been promoted to a new position and wanted to treat myself, I wasn't into paying for sex. I just wanted a massage. Now I bet you're saying to yourself, "He married a call boy?" Well, we didn't start off that way... engaged, I mean. That came much later (no pun intended). At the outset, I merely wanted to see him regularly as a person, not as a client. He eventually agreed once we'd established that I knew he was free to continue working, and I had no expectations other than to show him a good time rather than the other way around. The early days were interesting to say the least. The boy was constantly on the go. Seeing people he knew as clients, as friends, as fuck buddies, etc. A very busy boy indeed. I was no prude by any means either. Even so, it wasn't too long into our relationship before we began having unsafe sex. Now don't jump to conclusions about the plot. Be patient. Newly out of the closet, I had never had unsafe sex. Sure lots of "straight" married men cruise the parks and bookstores and get off on the sleaziness of cumming into any hole that presents itself. I did get off on sleaziness, but I was never unsafe. Not even after I was divorced and began my life as a single gay man... until one particular night, that is. The night came along when I had this sexy boy in my arms, and he just sat on my hard, bare dick. We had been seeing each other for a while, and our feelings for each other were already growing very strong. I just let it happen, and...well...if you're reading this, perhaps you can remember the first time you came in a man’s ass. If you can't, let me remind you how mind-blowingly incredible it is when it first happens... especially if you had never done it without a condom before. I would never again use a condom with him or anyone else. We both basked in the afterglow, and I could tell by the look on his face that this boy was happiest when there was cum swimming inside him. I still am not sure how often he'd been fucked unsafely since he'd broken up with his previous lover nine months prior, but I can say truly that he loved having MY cum flooding his guts! Perhaps I was already in love, because it seems odd to me that I accepted my enjoyment of unsafe sex with him so quickly, notwithstanding I had been previously so careful. Notwithstanding he was still very promiscuous and I was hardly monogamous with him myself. It was a week or so later that I contracted genital herpes. Knowing was wrong I went to see my doctor. He gave me the diagnosis, and interestingly enough, my thought was not that I might have gotten herpes from the boy, but that I might give it to him. Well sure, I considered briefly that it might have come from him, but herpes is easily transmitted orally or anally. I started taking the medication, and I told the boy the whole story. He handled it very well. I guess he had understood the risks, after all, he was working as an escort. He was checked out by his doctor, and received a clean bill of health. Both our doctors suggested that we take HIV tests, so we did. We shared a couple of wonderful hours in intimate conversation about what would happen if either one of our tests came back positive. He seemed concerned about his results, but not afraid. He knew how promiscuous he'd been. He knew that increased the odds. I was having night sweats at the time, so I was downright nervous... and lonely. His fearlessness bolstered me, and I was grateful to have him there to talk with. I knew we were falling in love as we talked so honestly and directly about what most people would consider the hardest things to share. Confronting death and disease is not exactly a topic usually tackled in that early infatuation stage of a relationship, but we were sensitive to each other and shared our feelings with ease. The next weekend we were due to go to Palm Springs together for the weekend. As it happened, I got my results the day that we left. His were not due until we got back. I tested negative. I got out of the doctor's office and cried. To this day, I'm not sure why. Mostly relief I guess, but things change. Today, I feel much differently, but that is due mostly to the Love of my life and what we share. Oops, I'm getting ahead of myself. Sorry. Anyway, by the time we landed in Palm Springs, two things had transpired. First, I was almost completely over the herpes. I had been taking the medication, and things had cleared up. I didn’t think there was much possibility of infecting him at that point. That was good, (and possibly irrelevant) because second, I was frantically horny to fuck the boy and cum up his ass. Turned out we couldn’t even wait to fuck in our room! When we got to the bed and breakfast where we were staying, (it was one of those ‘clothing optional’ facilities) we went skinny-dipping immediately after dropping off our luggage. As this sexy boy floated in my arms, I had one thing particularly in mind, and we did it right there in the pool. DAMN, that was hot. I'll never forget it. We enjoyed a wonderful weekend together full of laughter, love and really REALLY hot sex! The next week after we had returned home that we began to talk about the things we found the most erotic about the time we had shared in Palm Springs. For both of us, that first time in the pool was one of the highlights. He was starting to tell me about how much he liked that for two reasons. The first was that other couple that was in the hot tub across the pool watching me fuck him in the water. Oh, did I forget to mention that part? Please forgive me. Details. The other part we both found so erotic became something that would change our lives forever. For him, it was that there was no guarantee that I wasn't giving him herpes. For me, it was that for all I knew he could be HIV positive (his results weren't in yet, remember?) and that I could be infected by fucking him. How did we just start talking about the possibility being infected by the other and that it was a turn-on for both of us to fantasize about? I can only blame it on destiny. We were fated to share those fantasies and more. He was reluctant to just come out and say it, but I had guessed. I also had some of the same fantasies about him, so I took the risk of just putting it out on the table to discuss. We were both blown away by how special it was to tell each other about it, and I hung up the phone and cabbed it over there to fuck him and eat the cum from his ass. As a consequence of talking about our fantasies related to infections, cupidity had consumed us, and we simply had to be together in love and lust for one another. That night we made a pact. If one of us ever tested HIV positive, he would pump his cum into the other and knowingly, lovingly share the virus with him. We both knew if one of us became infected, the other would crave to share it. We promised not to deny each other that privilege. I would dream of doing just that for many nights after... of fucking him and infecting him... knowing that he craved it, wanting and needing me to give it to him. As time went by, we acknowledged that we were deeply in love. Ours has always been a special relationship that allows sexual freedom and trust for our love of each other, but we always came together to share our adventures with one another. Our lives became entwined, but we each held a valuable individuality that most partners lack. We eventually moved in together when I bought a condo. Life was especially carefree then, not that things aren't wonderful today as well. We continued to make glorious love to each other, and we had separate adventures too. Not as many as in the early days (his escort work had dwindled significantly by this time), but we still enjoyed that freedom occasionally when he or I traveled alone. It was surely on one of those independent sexual adventures that I was infected with HIV. I always tested rather frequently (every 3-4 months) not because I was particularly worried about being infected. My heart's love had taken that fear from me. I just wanted to be sure to know ASAP if I did get infected, so I could consult the doctor for early infection maintenance treatment... and also so I could tell the love of my life as soon as I knew. One early morning just before dawn, I woke up in night sweats and was tested that same day. I was diagnosed HIV positive. I had sero-converted. It was a struggle to hide my smile when the counselor was giving me the results and the accompanying spiel. I was not sad or angry. Mostly I was just excited. My sexy boy tested the same day as I. I encouraged him not to, for fear of a disappointing result, but he was adamant in making sure that he was still negative. Due to our pact, and the fantasies we had only dreamt about, he just wanted to be sure. He wasn't disappointed. He tested negative. And I was newly positive. If I came in my lover's ass even one more time, I could infect him with the virus as well. He knew it, and he was craving it just as he knew he would. I couldn't wait to keep the promise I'd made. It was a Thursday afternoon when I learned I was infected. I can hardly express in words how much I wanted to be home with him. I had called him from the car on the way back to the office after I got my results. We both cried with love for each other. I will never forget it. I knew he eagerly awaited me to begin our lovemaking that night, and the thought of it had me the horniest I've ever been in my life! I was rock hard with an erection that could have cut glass! I ached to cum, but I knew I had to save it. I could not believe how lustful I felt knowing that I was carrying the virus and would soon pass it to my lover. Knowing that he wanted it gave me such an erotic high, I could barely function for the rest of the day. I couldn't wait to get home to give him this gift I was now carrying within me. I was leaking pre-cum all afternoon, and I took every opportunity to taste it with the knowledge that the virus was present in that salty, slippery fluid. With each taste, I knew my love would relish it on his tongue and lubing his tight hole. When I arrived home that night, I was greeted with passionate kisses, the tightest of hugs and a beautiful candlelit dinner. We were truly preparing to celebrate our love and an all-encompassing sharing, with all the potential results. The gift I had to share with him was motivating us both that night in the most powerful, magnetic way. I just can't express it adequately with words. We dined and talked, and we prolonged the anticipation of culminating our infection fantasies with an intimate conversation about how our lives had changed forever in one day. Even so, we were so high with lust that the conversation became intensely erotic as we discussed what we were about to do one last time. "I want your ass cleaned out, so nothing will prevent my cum from soaking into you all night long." ?"My hole has been twitching since you called this afternoon. I am aching for you to fill it with your infected cum." "I can't wait to infect you. I've been thinking of nothing else ever since I found out I have the virus inside me. I want to share it with you and make you HIV positive as well." "You are my poz-lover. I will take your infected cum inside me for the rest of our days, and can't want it anymore than I do right this moment. I crave to be infected the same as you. Please infect me with your disease." I had taken the next day off, and he, of course, had not scheduled any clients. We undressed each other with all the restraint we could muster, and we spent the next 80 hrs or so in bed, in the living room, kitchen, bathroom, garage... just about everywhere... and we were making love the entire time. I fucked him mostly, as many as four times in one day. In between, he fucked me or sucked me dry, or I ate the cum dripping from his ass (despite his best efforts to hold it in all day), or I sucked him off. Although he didn't get his first HIV positive test results for three more months, I know I infected him that night. I knew I was doing so with every drop of my cum that he took. That weekend was over 6 years ago, and we make love even to this day with the special knowledge of how we shared this disease, making each sexual experience especially more erotic. We have occasionally invited other HIV infected guys over for unsafe play, trading cum with each of them and relishing every drop. Do you believe in cross-strain HIV infection? We both do, and it gave us special erotic pleasure to imagine that the infected loads we took from other poz guys enabled us to re-infect each other several times over. I have not yet had any outward AIDS related complications. My love was hospitalized once when he came down with pneumonia, but he has been quite healthy ever since. I doubt he'll ever quit smoking for good though. Ah well, considering what we've shared, I'd feel silly denying him a small vice like that if it gives him pleasure. So we go on together through life, more in love than ever, treasuring each day together and each night, sharing what we have with each other... and with others as well. But those are separate stories for another time. To give you the splendid details of that first entire weekend when I infected my lover would take forever. There were too many wonderful feelings shared that I would do it injustice to attempt to relate it in its entirety, but I can’t leave you without describing the first time I fucked my lover's ass after I knew for sure I was infected. Here is what happened. He took my hand and led me from the dining room to our bedroom. There was some soft new age music on the CD player, and the glow from the dozen or so tapers he had lit were casting a warm, sultry light that made his eyes dark and inviting. We had both been in a state of unbridled arousal all afternoon, and the anticipation I had reveled in was too much for me to bear for even a moment longer. Still, we undressed each other slowly. I could have been imagining it, but I believe as my lover boy looked over my naked body, glistening with sweat, flushed with excitement, he looked on me with a lust I had never quite seen before. He knew what I had for him, and he wanted it more than anything he had ever wanted in the years we had known each other. He had a look of hunger. He looked ravenous. I could almost suspect he would have eaten me alive if I hadn't known exactly what he really wanted. He knew I contained something within my body that he craved as well, and I was going to give it him. If he could have acquired it by physically ingesting my flesh, he probably would have, but there was a better way and we were about to get down to it. As my gaze wandered over his smooth body, admiring his slim boyish build, his rippled abs, and that tight, round butt of his, (DAMN, I love his ass), I looked on him in a way I had generally seen him: as a healthy young man. He was clean, healthy, disease-free, HIV negative. I knew I had the power, the obligation and the privilege to change that. After that night, he would never be completely healthy again. I was going to take that from him, and yet that power gave me a rush such as I had never known. Of course, he was willingly giving his body to me knowing full well what would happen. He knew I could infect him, and he wanted it. He wanted to share it all with me. Our heads were swimming with these thoughts, as we took one last moment to look on each other's bodies. They brought on the elevation of an erotic ecstasy neither of us had ever really known, as we perceived each other as different (one HIV positive, the other negative) for the last time. After tonight though, what I had, he would have. We lay together kissing, our erections leaking pre-cum all over each other. Our breathing was ragged, and the heat we felt radiating from each other's bodies could have been fever, but it was a lust that, combined with our love, created a power of attraction that was unearthly and overwhelming. My Love pivoted beneath me on the bed, so we were in a 69 position. As he lapped at my hard dick with his tongue, he got the first taste of my HIV positive pre-cum. He moaned lustily, and with each drop he tasted, his hard dick pulsed so I thought he might cum without touching himself. Somehow, he held off. Somehow, I did too. His pre-cum was dripping onto my chest, mingling with the sweat caught in my chest hair, as I buried my face between his butt cheeks. He was quite smooth there, since he shaved regularly. Again he moaned as my neatly trimmed goatee brushed his crack and my tongue swirled around, in, and out of his puckering hole. Considering the innumerable clients he's entertained, the fuck buddies he's done, and the regular poundings I'd given his ass over the years, his is still the hottest hole I've ever fucked. He has never gotten ‘loose’ the way some guys joke. After a bit, but before I came, we rested for a bit, his asslips tightly milked my softening dick as I pulled out. For round two, after I ate his hole and I had prepped him with my spit, he straddled my crotch in a sitting position as I lay down on my back. One of his special talents is the way he teases my hard cock with the crack of his ass, just barely catching the tip of my dick with the outer ring of his hole, sliding my spit-lubed cock up and down his spit-lubed ass. I could not stand it any longer, so I reached down and steadied his hips while I nestled the tip of my now stiff, drooling cock at the entrance of his hot ass with my other hand. Looking up at the blissful look in his eyes, I sat up and leaned forward, intending to kiss him, but instead, before I knew what was happening, he was beneath me, his legs around my torso, the head of my dick still poised to enter him. Kissing him long and passionately, I whispered in his ear, "Are you ready? Last chance." He merely replied, "I love you. I'll never be happy again if you don't share with me the virus that infects your body. Please give it to me." With that, I pushed forward, and the entire length of my hard and dripping cock sunk into him as I counted to five in my head. There was no resistance, and we both looked down between our bodies to watch the space between us slip away. In that moment, we were one again. I fucked him slowly first, tenderly. I had to or I would have cum too quickly. I had to make it last to do this properly. As much as I was enjoying this lovemaking more than any I ever had, I still had a job to do. As I got myself under control after first entering him, I picked up the pace. In about ten minutes, I was literally slamming into his body. He accepted each thrust like a trooper, grunting, even crying out in earnest on occasion. I knew it was becoming painful for him, and that turned me on I have to admit. It was necessary to abuse his hole to complete my task, and the goal itself added more to my ecstasy than I'd have thought possible. I was in the rhythm where I pull out slowly, pause, and ram it in deeply in as single, invasive thrust. I sat up somewhat, and watched my cock drive into him again... and again. It was when I saw a pinkish tint in the glistening wetness that I knew it was time to give him my dirty seed. The friction of our lovemaking had now caused him to bleed a tiny bit. The abrasion of my thrusting had created the opening that would give the virus within me a way to enter unhindered into his blood stream. It was time to take the final step. I looked up, and he knew from my smile what I had seen and what it meant. I could feel our hearts thrill together in anticipation of the final act that would bond us forever. I leaned over and kissed him as our love soared and carried us away. I fucked him in a moderate steady rhythm as I released the tight control that had held me from orgasm. It felt as though it had been a hundred years at least since I had learned of my test results that afternoon, and now the wait was over as my orgasm built within me. I wish I could tell you how it felt, that orgasm. I can only describe it in the sense that the physical and emotional sensations transcended anything I have ever felt before or since. The room, the bed, our entire lives before that moment all melted away in a wash of candlelight and sweeping music as I drove my orgasm into my lover, my HIV infected cum flooding his insides. I had only to grab hold of his swollen cock and hold it tightly to see his own cum fly up to land on my face and chest. The first long spurts caught me across the bridge of my nose and just below my right eye. His cum dripped down onto my tongue as I panted, my dirty seed emptying into my lover boy's hot ass. I had done it. As he willingly gave his life to me, I had infected him with the deadly HIV virus that pumped with my blood through my veins. Now his blood and his cum would carry it too. We collapsed together, my cock still buried within him, crying with joy and relief and love. I don't know how long we lay there together, but gradually we returned to our bodies. It was the happiest most fulfilling time of our lives. Eventually though, another hunger took over and we decided to return to the dining room for dessert. He reached over to hand me the butt plug, and I carefully pulled out of him and inserted it, making sure not a drop of my cum was wasted. We lovingly fed each other chocolates and fresh berries and whipped cream, smiling and glowing with the knowledge that as the minutes passed, my cum was doing its work within him. I would fuck him again that night and several more times over the course of that weekend. I waited for him to take care of his morning bowel movement before resuming the next morning, since I didn't want anything getting between my infected cum and his body. Neither of us have ever had even the most fleeting sense of regret over our decision to share my infection. It was and will always be the most erotic experience of our lives. I still get hard and usually jack off if I find myself thinking of that time when I'm alone. Here's hoping you did the same thing as you read my account of it.
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1. Finding the Line Whenever we look back on that weekend, I’ve never been able to pinpoint exactly when we crossed the line. Jesse can never decide which chemical was one chemical too far. And I’m certain that even Reese couldn’t say where the point of no return was. But I can’t deny it - we definitely crossed the line. There was definitely one drug too far, and a lot more after that. And when all the white dust settled, there was definitely no returning to how things used to be. ~~~ The weekend started in typical style, on Friday night. Jesse and Reese were fighting again. Over what, I didn’t know, since I’d got home late enough to miss the shouting match that had no doubt happened earlier. No doubt one of them or the other had slept with the wrong person or wasn’t 100% sure if there had been a condom, and the other reacted as if he would never do something so heinous. Jesse and Reese were one of those typical gay couples; too slutty for monogamy, too jealous for polyamory. When I got home, I checked the trash for broken glass, but there was nothing. It probably didn’t get physical this time, at least. But I’d been living with them long enough to recognise the signs that they’d been fighting. If they were in good moods, Jesse would be singing along to awful music as he cooked, while Reese sat on the sofa, endlessly tuning his electric guitar, headphones on and Jesse’s music thoroughly drowned out. The apartment would be smelling of garlic and something burning, and I’d immediately lock myself up in my room and try to escape Jesse’s singing. That was no easy task. We lived in a tiny apartment in a run down area of New York. Just two bedrooms, both barely big enough for one person, let alone two, plus a cramped bathroom with perpetually grimy windows. Only the front room offered any real comfort, with just enough space for a big sofa and a desk, plus a tiny kitchen tucked away in one corner. But they definitely were not in good moods. The silence that greeted me when I arrived was enough to tell me that. As I passed Reese and Jesse’s room, I heard some rustling, then found Jesse on the sofa in the front room still in his work polo, but lacking pants, only wearing underwear. Pretending to play on his phone, he scrolled endlessly down some porn filled social media feed, no doubt. He smiled at me as I entered the room, and even winked at me. That only meant one thing - this time, it was Reese that had messed up, and Jesse was the offended party. Which meant Jesse and I would be fucking as soon as we were left alone. Maybe it makes me a shitty person, but Reese and Jesse’s relationship hitting the rocks was pretty much the best thing to happen to my sex life. Whenever one of them thought they were in the right, they would celebrate their victory by ‘secretly’ fucking about with me. Neither of them would ever involve me in one of their fights, but that didn’t mean I was a No Man’s Land. Quite the opposite - I was the trump card of their relationship. One could have as much sex with me as he liked, and the other would never raise an objection, since he was doing it too. It was far from the biggest issue in their relationship, and I was more than happy with the arrangement. Even before Reese came out of their room, I had a pretty good idea of what was happening. Seeing him in his black tracksuit with a duffel bag slung over one shoulder just confirmed it. He nodded to me when he saw me, and said “I’m gonna go see the folks.” This might have been true, but it was equally possible he was going to find some barely legal to split in two. I felt a pang of jealousy - Reese had the bigger dick, and Jesse would probably want to bottom, but beggars shouldn’t be choosers. “Cool.” Was my only reply as I powered up the playstation. We caught each others eye for a moment, and I could tell he was thinking something along the same lines as me. He smirked, before turning to the desk and picking up a few things he’d be needing. Yep, some young thing was about to get ruined. Another pang of jealousy. Jesse didn’t look up from his phone, and I loaded up some old first person shooter, more for the sake of creating some noise to fill the silence than any real desire to play a game. Reese filled up his bag, zipped it shut, and rattled his keys as he scooped them up from the desk. He turned to leave, and for a moment, I thought they weren’t even going to say bye. “See you on Sunday?” Jesse asked as Reese was about to leave. He paused in the doorway for a few seconds. “Yeah.” Jesse visibly unclenched. “See ya.” And nothing more was said. He continued walking, and I heard the sound of him pissing in the bathroom, then the opening and closing - not slamming - of the front door. Jesse and I looked at each other, and he smiled at me, sadly. ~~~ It wasn’t long before things got going. I’d played two very poor rounds of Domination while Jesse watched on, before he stood up and headed to his bedroom. “I guess he actually is going to his parents.” He said on his way back in. “He didn’t take this with him, at least.” He’d lost his shirt, wearing only his light blue briefs now, and carried in a plastic tub that I knew all too well. The weed box. Cool. It was going to be a silly night. No way Jesse would do anything but bottom when stoned, but at least it wasn’t going to be a quick, shameful fuck followed by him disappearing into his room for the rest of the weekend. We traded items - I took the weed box and Jesse took the controller. We were both awful at the game, but I could at least roll a joint. I didn’t even need to watch what I was doing as I prepared it. Jesse got shot down as I took some weed from the baggie, and again as I twisted the grinder. He managed to stay alive for a while while I filled the paper with slightly stale tobacco, mostly by not going anywhere near the parts of the map where the fighting actually happened. He managed to blow himself up on his own grenade while I prepared the roach, and by the time I was sealing the joint up, he’d already given up entirely. “It’s a stupid game.” He told me. I only raised an eyebrow in response, and lit the joint. I took a short drag to test it, then a much longer one once I was sure it wouldn’t make the lightweight Jesse white out, then passed it over, taking the controller back. He slid up next to me on the sofa and brought the joint up to his lips. We didn’t speak for a while, but I saw his hand shaking as he smoked, so I put my hand on his knee and gave it a little squeeze before my game started. He smiled at me again, happier this time, and rested his head on my shoulder and a hand on my thigh, watching me play. Every now and then, he’d take a drag, or bring the joint up to my lips so that I didn’t have to wait for breaks in the game. We burnt through the joint a lot faster than we should have, and my head was spinning. Every time Jesse’s hand returned to my thigh, it was a little closer to my cock, which was slowly swelling inside my jeans. The game ended and I rolled another joint and sat it to one side, not intending to have it straight away, but Jesse had other plans. He took up the joint and lit it, taking a long drag, but he didn’t exhale. Instead, he leaned in, pushed my shaggy brown hair out of my eyes, and brought his mouth to mine. If I were a smarter, less stoned man, everything that followed might have seemed obvious and avoidable, but I was taken by surprise. He exhaled the smoke into my mouth, and I breathed it into my lungs. I’d shotgunned before, but only with Reese, not Jesse. Jesse was never normally this forward, but I wasn’t about to start complaining. We broke apart so I could exhale, and he shifted position, straddling my lap. I took him by the hips, slipping my fingers under the fabric of his briefs, and pulling him into me. His dick was rock hard against my stomach, and he began grinding into me as our mouths found each other again. I brought one hand up to the back of his neck and held him in place, and shoved my tongue into his mouth, making out with him the way I knew he liked. Breaking the kiss apart again, I found the joint and took a long drag, bringing my spare hand to Jesse’s asscheek and squeezing it hard. He moaned. “You gonna fuck me real hard?” He asked. Before I answered, I brought his mouth to mine and exhaled, letting him breathe in my smoke, then we made out a little longer. “That depends.” I answered when we came up for air. “I think we’re out of lube. That gonna be a problem?” His only answer was to start moving off me. I grabbed his underwear with both hands, yanking them down away from him as he moved. His cock sprang out so hard that it flicked a little preum onto my arm. I took a look at him standing naked in front of me. His chest, stomach, and dick were all clean shaven - clearly Reese and Jesse had made plans for this weekend, before Reese’s indisgression. Of the three of us, Jesse’s dick was the smallest, but it was still a decent six inches (Reese was the biggest at seven and a half, and I was somewhere in the middle, though mine was thickest). A very physical job made his body thin but lean. His balls were big, tight, and looked about ready to burst, and he had a sweet round bubble butt that I was all too happy to have sat on my face for hours, on nights when Jesse had been feeling more dominant. Not much chance of that tonight though. Jesse dropped to his knees and buried his face in my crotch. I ran one hand through his sandy blonde hair and held him in place while I smoked with the other. My cock was straining to escape at least my jeans, but for the moment, I ignored it. Instead, I pulled my t-shirt off over my head, and Jesse’s hands instantly shot up and found my nipples. I moaned, and held his head tighter as I grinded my denim covered dick into Jesse’s mouth. Taking my hand off his head, I slipped it between us and began to unbuckle my belt. Jesse instantly took over, and in one smooth movement, my jeans, underwear, and even my socks were whipped off, and we were both completely naked. His mouth engulfed my cock, pausing just a moment to clean off the precum that had built up at the tip, then sliding all the way down till his nose nestled into my pubes. I usually kept things smooth down there, but it had been a while since I tidied up, so there was a thin layer of dark brown hair giving my pale skin some colour. Jesse had destroyed his gag reflex years before the first time I felt him around my cock, and could deepthroat so well, you could be forgiven for thinking he didn’t actually need to breathe, so long as he had a cock in his mouth. He worked his way up and down my 7 inches the way he knew I liked, bobbing up and down so I could feel the tip of my dick slipping in and out of his throat. One of his hands found my balls and squeezed gently. The other, to my surprise, went to my ass, fingers wiggling towards my hole. This wasn’t like him at all. I took another drag and moved so that he had easier access. Instantly, he stopped sucking my dick and moved down. I felt his wet lips against my hole, and he burrowed his tongue inside. “Holy fuck, Jesse!” I practically yelled, and my cock twitched so hard it looked like it bounced off my stomach before slapping back down with a sloppy noise. I felt his hands on my thighs, pushing them up, so I lifted my legs and held the backs of my knees to give him better access. I’d never known Jesse to do anything like this before, and if his tongue didn’t feel so damn good inside me, maybe I would have had sense enough to put a stop to things there. Instead, I just moaned, and swore under my breath. No longer needing to hold my legs, Jesse’s hand found my cock and started gently pumping it as he kept eating out my ass. His other hand ran up my stomach, back to my nipple. It was a stretch, but he was clearly determined to do as much as possible. Once he started tweaking me again, I was like putty in his hands. My ass was feeling slicker and slicker as he filled it with his spit. He played with my dick just gently enough to tease me and keep it twitching. “I thought I was fucking you?” I asked, breathlessly, then instantly regretted it as his tongue slipped out of my hole and his hands left my body. I looked at him - all around his mouth shone with spit and he grinned at me. Still on his knees in front of me, he leaned forwards and pressed his dick against my ass, making me gasp. His fingers found my nipples and started twisting them. “Oh, you will be.” He said, and even in my stoned haze, I could see something dangerous in the way that he smirked. “But… You wanna have some fun, first?” “Aren’t we having fun already?” I asked. “Something more fun than this.” He leaned forwards, making his cock press right up against my hole, and kissed me gently on the lips. I let go of my legs and wrapped them around him, holding him tight against me. “Something I’ve been wanting to try for a long time.” He kissed me again, and grinded his dick against me. “Something more fun than anything you’ve done with Reese.” I raised an eyebrow. Neither of them ever acknowledged what I did with the other. “But you have to promise you’ll give it a go before I tell you what it is, okay?” He kissed me a few more times. “Is it safe?” I asked, but he just smiled at me again, and bit his lip, waiting for my answer. There was something in his eyes. I didn’t know what it was, but it made my cock twitch almost as hard as his tongue had. “... Alright. I’ll give it a try. What is it?” A thought instantly occurred to me. “You’re not fisting me. Reese already tried it and it didn’t end well.” Jesse laughed, so hard that I could feel it shake through his body. Something about that laugh made me feel more sure of myself. “Well, that’s a shame.” He told me. “But that’s not actually what I had in mind. You definitely promise?” I nodded. “Pinky swear?” He held up his little finger, and we both laughed, before I sighed and linked my pinkie around his. “Awesome.” He leaned in and kissed me once more, slipping his tongue into my mouth for a moment, before he pulled away from me. He found the joint, stuck it in my mouth and relit it for me, then stood up and headed towards his room. “Stay there, I’ll be back.” I watched his sweet little bubblebutt bounce away and decided that I’d definitely be getting my tongue inside that before the night was through. I heard him digging about in his bedroom while I puffed on the joint. There wasn’t much of it left, and a part of me was aware that Jesse had barely touched this one, but that part got quieter with each passing minute. Finally, Jesse came back into the front room, though not before going into the bathroom. His dick bounced up and down as he strided back inside and went to the desk, gesturing me to come over. I stood next to him. On the desk, he placed a mirror - the one he used to make sure the back side of his hair was as flawlessly styled as the front. On the mirror, he placed several items. An old credit card with Reese’s name on it, a pack of normal sized rizzlers, an empty can of deodorant, a straw that had been cut up into smaller pieces, and a small plastic baggie filled with some sort of white powder. My brain didn’t register what I was seeing straight away. “Jesse, what is-” Jesse spun around and forced his mouth against mine, kissing me hard. One hand grabbed my dick and squeezed as he tugged at it, while the other went round to my ass, a finger finding my hole and pressing into it. I moaned into Jesse’s mouth, and brought both my hands around him to grab his perfect asscheeks. The same part of my brain that had tracked the amount I smoked was speaking up again. Drugs. And not just weed, proper bad drugs, like cocaine or something. But my cock was rock hard in Jesse’s hand, and his ass was warm and soft under mine. He broke the kiss. “Remember, you promised to try.” He said, and smirked that dangerous smirk again. I nodded my ascent. “Watch what I do.” He let go of me and turned around. I stood right behind him, pressing my dick into his ass, which he pushed gently into me. I rested my head on his shoulder and watched, as he placed the baggie in the center of the mirror. Rolling the deodorant can over it, he crushed whatever it was into an even finer powder, then placed the can to one side. He opened up the bag and brought it to his nose, sniffing as if it were a glass of wine. He passed it under my nose and, as I sniffed, pressed his ass even harder into my dick. The smell was weird, like nothing I’d encountered before. ‘Industrial chemical’ was the only term I could think to describe it, and that didn’t fill me with confidence. But right then, all I could think about was how good my cock felt between Jesse’s cheeks. It was about to feel a lot better. Jesse upended the baggie on the mirror, tipping out the powder into a little mound. He shook the baggie, making sure to get every speck out, then placed the empty bag next to the can. Next, he took the credit card and used it to separate out a small piece of the powder, dragging it closer to the edge of the mirror nearest us. There was a crunching sound as he pressed the card down against the little pile, crushing the largest bits that the can had missed, then he separated it out into two lines. Bucking his hips against me, he got me to move back a little as he leaned forwards, taking up a straw and bringing his face close to the mirror. It would have been so easy to slip my dick inside his hole right then and there, even without lube, but I resisted the temptation. I heard a sniff, then he shot back up to standing again, with a wordless yelp. Instantly, he spun round and we were kissing again. He held my dick in one hand while grinding against me, suddenly feeling like he was moving much faster. He moaned and kissed down my neck, before pulling away again. “Fuck, that feels wild.” He said, rubbing at his nose. He stepped away and nudged me towards the mirror, holding up the straw piece. “Your turn.” I took it from him, and felt him move so that our positions were reversed. Now his dick was pressing into my ass. I looked down at the white line on the mirror, then turned to look at Jesse. He just kissed me on the cheek then nodded towards it again. I sighed. “Okay, what the hell.” And with that, I bent down, put the straw in one nostril while pinching the other closed, and snorted up the line. Toby: Jesse: Reese:
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HI all I’m about to venture into an open minded sauna / steam room for the first time. I’m vers but tend to btm these days. What’s the etiquette or signals for approaching guys or welcoming attention? Is there a rule or rules around bare or safe? Live in Melbourne if that makes a difference? Definitely not asking for a friend..
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Drew Dixon has to be the most-envied bottom cumslut after the massive load March fucks into him - piss lovers get a treat too - not a plug for RFC whoops - just what I jerked off to last night - and probably again until I find a Nigel March dildo - #MaximusGirthMarch -
Hey guys, Since I became a cumdump last year, I’ve averaged probably about 10 - 20 loads a week. I can’t help it and I’m totally addicted. I have about 20 guys in the DC area that I’ve met on Grindr, I spend every Friday night at the Crew Club in a Sling or on the bench in a jock strap begging the guy fucking me “to shoot it in my pussy” and I recently went to my first Cumunion in Pittsburg where I took about 25 loads. I can never get enough and I’m a total whore. I’ve started to realize most gay people in the area seem to be familiar with me. When I go to the club people kind of snicker and most recently a gay friend of mine from grad school found out about it. My question is what does the gay community in general think about sluts like me and how common is it for bottoms to to become addicted like I have?
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Does anyone have a record of the bottoms and number of loads they took? They once had a website that listed this information and had photos, but it's gone now. I know that Jeff Palmer took 56, Sean Storm took 24, Rob Rodin appeared twice, taking 42 the first time - but I would love to have the complete list. Did anyone record that when the website was still up?
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The following line are based in my personal experiences and will be posted a few chapters with my adventures to this day, including few issues that could considered fiction. My first language is spanish (I am from Latin America and still living ther), so if you see any mistake with my english, I am so sorry for that. If you want to contact me: twitter @bbckbear / email bugchaserve@gmail.com. --------------------------------------------------- PART I: The creation of a cumslut (2006 - 2017) I always knew I was gay even though I didn't tell anyone. My first sexual experience was with a cousin when I was a teenager. On a vacation in his town, we spent several weeks masturbating together, until one day he couldn't stand it and he made me suck his cock and swallow his load. I spent a week swallowing semen three or four times a day, but the holidays came to an end and my supply of nutritious milk was over. I suppose you are wondering what I am like and it turns out that my appearance has changed a lot over the years but there is something key: I am a bear. Hairy chest and belly, hairy ass, beard and head shaved, that's my current appearance in general, with certain Arab features at face level. For 10 years I had sexual experiences that opened up a range of possibilities which made me feel satisfied with each encounter and today I'm telling you how I climbed the ladder and reached one of the most extreme and exciting experiences of my fucking life, and go as far as whore and promiscuous that was getting. Between the ages of 18 and 27, I became what is commonly known as a promiscuous gay: I didn't have a partner, I had a profile in everything where I could contact other men who only wanted to satisfy their sexual appetite and who, like me, were excited by the fact of changing sexual partners daily and having an encounter with a stranger increased the excitement. At that time my adventures began. I was with men who fell in love with my ass and wanted to fuck me every time. Of course, I have to admit I'm a big ass and whoever likes it, it's a point in my favor and every top wants a good ass that they can fuck, be it big and hard. I was happy that they wanted me and gave it, but one of the things that excited me the most was that there were several who took me, not keeping just one, but eating everything I had available. At first the encounters were mostly quick and all, absolutely all, were with a condom. I was terrified of fucking bareback and getting breeded. However, when I was 21, studying with a friend from university, we were very close to each other and at one point his hand touched my leg and suddenly his mouth ate mine, and later, my mouth had his cock and then his dick was inside my ass... Anyway, you know what happened but that's not the main topic of this story, although I have to tell it to get where I want, this guy took me, ate my hairy bear's ass and put his 20 cm thick black cock raw, bareback. That day for the first time I felt how wonderful it feels for him to be fucked raw and get a big load inside me. The above was a before and after in my life. Honestly, I immediately regretted it and I was very scared. I started contacting gay friends to talk with them and their experiences about bareback sex and there was one in particular who sought to reassure me and told me that everything was fine, that it's over and if I enjoyed it, fine. I was thinking about it for a while and it got me extremely excited, although it scared me too. I went about two months without sex and then I had a threesome with a couple. There I validated that my life had changed. They started by fucking me with a condom but it irritated my ass and affected their erections, so it ended up being a bareback threesome with their load inside me included. I remember coming home with a lot of milk inside my ass that I had been enduring while I was in the taxi and I was able to resist the temptation to empty it until the next day when I woke up with an erection and my ass still wet from so much milk. In short, from that moment on I became a bottom bear who began to fuck raw a lot. When the guys asked me where I wanted them to pour their loads, I told them inside my little ass, without a condom, and that's how it happened many times since then. Obviously there was a certain fear and when I saw that a guy was too slutty or promiscuous, I avoided him. Every year the whore in me was increasing and I was abandoning the safety filters I applied before to select the guys who were candidates to breed me. The less I knew who I was going to get pregnant with, the more excited I was. When I was 27 years old I met a black guy with tattoos and was immediately captivated. Just looking at him I could tell a that he had had sex with half the country without a condom. I saw him and porn movies began to circulate around my head. A tall guy, black, tattooed, athletic, with a 22cm cock, thick and milky, he wanted to fuck me and immediately he told me without a condom and that he was going to cum inside my ass. My headaches and my moral indecisions began because something told me that I shouldn't give my ass to this black hunk. This guy pissed me off so much. I knew he had to be a tremendous whore and I was looking to satisfy my desire for sex with others to avoid falling for him, even though I wanted to. Guys came and went to give me a cock and fill my little ass with milk, but still nothing to give it to him and he wanted it, he knew that I wanted it and that it was an ideal slutty bear for his impregnating cock. One day I was needed for cock and I told a neighbor to fuck me raw. He came and we started on our own. He is promiscuous like me and he knows what I want: to unload inside me. I sucked him off and then he started fucking me. I was very excited that day, but for some reason he was overexcited and he ended up cumming inside my ass sooner than I expected and I got furious. I wanted more cock with my ass dilated and full of milk, I needed someone else to fuck me. I was looking for grindr, twitter, manhunt, instagram, facebook, tinder, all the networks that exist and I couldn't find someone to come for my ass. There was only one person interested in fucking me and impregnating me: the morbid black hunk. I waited about two or three hours and found nothing, and since I had no answer, I told the black man to come for my ass and he did, in half an hour he was already entering my house, he put me on my knees so that I would suck his cock to the bottom and then he took me out of the house and fucked me right on the porch (front). They could see us but I didn't care, I was having a good time, he was using the load of other guy as lube and I was getting raw cock like a good whore. When he was going to finish he told me, that he was going to impregnate me and that I would never forget him and the explosion inside my ass began. Many jets of milk flooded me and I was able to sleep happily pregnant. ----------------- Did you enjoy the beginning of my story? Leave your comments and remember to follow on twitter: @bbckbear. Thanks to Sam from UK with the translation mistakes.
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One thing I have been surprised to discover, as I have set about being a bareback bottom, about how spit actually can be an effective sort of lube. Back in the days when I was only using condoms, I had thought that spit was not effective lube, that in the case where people actually did use spit for lube it would be rough. It turns out that, with the right top, perhaps with a bit of rimming beforehand, spit is perfectly good lube for fucking. Maybe it is a matter of me having become a practiced bottom. Spit actually does work fine. I've even been able to take at least one big dick, seven inches and reasonably thick, with spit alone. I would definitely be interested in trying more. What have your experiences been? What has been the most you have taken on spit alone? With said skilled top with the seven-inch dick, we have kept lube close at hand in case we wanted to try fisting, say.
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bareback What do you do when the top wants to use condoms?
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I love and prefer raw bareback sex with anon strangers. High, on all fours, blindfolded, guys walk in fuck and leave. LOVE it. Especially if they verbal and want to pregnate me. But, I'm curious what guys do if there's incidents where guys want to use a condom? On one hand I'm pleased that the man is satisfied and gets to fuck me as long as the male is satisfied right? That's my priority as a slut. On the other hand it's not something I crave or need or love. I'm just kinda bent over letting him enjoy himself and then move on. Which feels nice as a slut knowing they're satisfied but there's that raw animalistic feeling from bareback fucking which is gone with condoms. Sometimes they leave the condoms in the room which is a bonus. I can do something with the cum even though the feeling isn't the same (I want the man to breed me), and sometimes they flush it 😩😩😩 Do you guys ONLY fuck bareback and say no to anyone with condoms? Do you try to convince them to go bare? Do you do anything with the condoms after if you let them? I feel like I should have sex with anyone bare or protected but I know deep down I only want raw, but am I being a bad slut for denying male pleasure?
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