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So.... there's a handful of porn performers that are currently on my favs list. A bunch of them started out as condom-only tops, gay-for-pay, etc.... But now, they all get fucked raw. Imagine what their backstories are..... Here's a few fantasy *scenarios: 1. J#ck Handler Hot daddy sub. Muscular and pimped out. Studios: TIM and RNF. Best fuck so far: one-on-one with Big Beef. Jack's hole is pliable, well-used with a great gape. Best group so far: Bearback workout. Fantasy backstory: Jack's late-40s now. But back in the day, he worked construction, was married, and even had a couple of kids. Originally from a racist midwest town where he used to cruise toilets and parks as a closet case. His world changed four years ago when he got fucked by a hot dominant daddy in a park urinal. He came out and moved to San Francisco where his daddy introduced him to fisting and gang bangs. And porn. Is often rented out as a sub-bb bottom by young fucked-up tops with daddy 'revenge' issues, and black doms who get off on wrecking white trash holes. Also earns dollars doing live cam work for tokens. Speciality: spreading his legs and showing his cunt. Is often seen at Cummunion parties wearing a collar and leash, being pissed on and gang-banged. 2. L#kas Cipriani Has done some great work lately, since starting out with TIM years ago. First appearances: pretty young fresh thing, kinda clean cut with tattoos. Has developed into a hardcore leather pig. Still loves getting fucked, but capable of topping. And does great piss. Recent work with RAR is excellent. Fantasy backstory: L#kas came from a wealthy middle-class family in one of the Eastern states. Good looking in a preppy kind of way and a total out fag. Was rebellious to spite his family, got tattoos and piercings, and a great time on substances getting trashed and fucked. Family got fed up and kicked him out. He earned cash as a bareback rent boy and street hustler in NY, until discovered by TIM and moved to San Francisco. 3. D#mien Crosse Finally crossed over into bareback. About fucking time! Started out in mainstream condom only, partnered up with Fr#ncesco D'Macho, started St#ghomme studios and started the terrific 30 Loads of Facials. Clearly loves eating cum. Most recent work is the When Stags Breed series, directed by former partner D'Macho. Contains fantastic shots of D#mien's stretched-out hole being fingered with cum. Fantasy backstory: A-list mainstream porn star with hubby Fr#ncesco D'Macho. A total exhibitionist with a dirty streak. As a couple they worked the club circuit performing live and escorting as a duo. Party substances are a part of the scene, and before you know it, they're taking loads for extra dollars from wealthy clients. Enjoys neg-for-poz scenes and being filmed by his ex doing filthy stuff. 4. H#gh Hunter Handsome guy in a California/West Hollywood way. Did a one-off TIMfuck scene ages ago before gaining a name in mainstream condom porn and hosting porn events at clubs and saunas. Recently cum full circle back to bareback with scenes with Rocco Steele and Lucas Entertainment. When he doesn't shave it, his hole is densely hairy; the kind of hole you know would taste just great. Fantasy backstory: An actor who came to Hollywood hoping to make it big with good looks and outgoing personality. Did a bit of modelling work, presented himself as straight, but was really a closet cock sucker. Well.... acting and modelling didn't work out, so next up was stripping and escorting. Got some great gigs working private parties of Hollywood producers serving drinks in g-strings and getting fucked in the bedrooms upstairs. Then some hosting work in cruise clubs and saunas. Yes.... party substances again... and hey presto, next thing he's doing porn. And before long he's doing bareback porn. Occasionally accepts private party gigs as a celebrity backroom cum dump at a well-known LA cruise club. His darkest secret: on a trip to the UK a client got him fucked up on a weekend binge. He was gang fisted, then chained to a urinal with a funnel in his mouth and a piss enema tube up his cunt. Before then he'd never been fisted or done piss. It was fucking hot, but he hopes no photos were taken.... 5. D#lan James Started out as a macho Lucas Entertainment top stud. Most recent LE work several scenes getting fucked, taking loads and loving it. Top-to-bottom transitions are hot. Fantasy backstory: Top alpha stud at high school and college. Football quarterback, etc... fucked lots of pussy, drank lots of beer and worked out a lot. A buddy at the gym introduced him to making some easy quick cash for steroids by doing some muscle worship work. Next minute, he's performing onstage for J#mmy Z striking bodybuilder poses in a g-string. After stage performances he lets fags suck his cock and lick his hole for cash. Gay friendly and a gay-for-pay top. Uh-oh.... party substances and steroids, and before you know it, he's taking cock. Raw cock. Totally turned on by escort work. A young stud who no longer gives a fuck and just want to travel, have sex and a good time. Occasionally does duo gigs with his older buddy H#gh Hunter at private parties (see above). Word has it a sleazy South American porn producer is lining him up for some specialist fetish work in Mexico, the kind of stuff that is really not allowed and not for everyone...... OMG! 6. A#tonio Miracle A Spaniard who started out with parter M#rio D#menech working for Kristen Bjorn. Condom only, but bareback onscreen with one another. I heard the pair had split and now have separate porn careers. Both have since been filmed doing bareback with various studios. Fantasy backstory: Burst on to the European porn and party scene with boyfriend Mario. A popular pair who loved to party and loved to fuck. A#tonio was the dirtier of the two, and would often get fucked raw in club toilets while boyfriend was on the dance floor. The pair split when hubby discovered what was up. A#tonio has since picked up heaps of work as a bareback whore and porn performer. Destined to end up with low-end budget fetish studios, low-rent prostitution, and a huge gaping cunt. *(Note and disclaimer: the fantasy backstories are exactly that. References to drugs, HIV status, etc.... are completely fictional and invented for porn star "personas" not the real performers).
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Okay, just for fun, if you HAD to choose your top FIVE favourite bug chasing & gift giving stories on here, which ones would you choose and in what order? Here are my top five: 1. My boyfriend sets up my POZZING in an Adult Bookstore [Actually, anything by 1981virginia] Started by 1981virginia, 12 May 2013 2. My Boyfriend's Poz Support Group Buddy Started by RBinWeHo, 29 April 2014 3. Descent: Becoming a Public POZ Cumdump Started by hole4cocks, 29 Jan 2013 4. Bathhouse Gangbang that probably pozzed me Started by rawTOP, 29 Aug 2008 5. Pimped out as a whore for poz Started by bring it, 23 Jul 2012 If incomplete stories (or works in progress) are considered, here are a couple of additional contenders: Changing Fortunes Started by Rawdad4sons, 17 Feb 2015 Cody's return Started by versbbguy, A week ago Shopping for go-go shorts Started by 1981virginia, 02 April 2015
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Me and My Boy at the Rest Stop Part I. After a three hour drive, and a large convenience store coffee, I had to piss like a racehorse. I convinced my boy that we were making good time, and we decided to stop at the next rest area we saw along the interstate. Nearly twenty minutes later, we finally saw an off-ramp and took it. As soon as the car had stopped, I opened the door and headed as fast as possible into the building, but not without taking note of where we were. Had I not had to piss so badly, I might have reconsidered. It was filthy and run-down. The gutters along the roof were growing trees, the pavement was cracked, and the brick walls covered with graffiti, not to mention the smell wafting out of the broken painted-over windows into the bathrooms. This was not the visitors’ center that families stopped at, more like a last resort for truckers. The men’s room door creaked opened and the smell intensified. I unzipped and released a torrent of piss into a long trough, as my bladder emptied, I caught my breath and looked around a bit. I realized that there was a guy standing in the open stall right behind me, with his shirt unbuttoned and his pants around his ankles, fisting a meaty uncut cock. He gestured to me to come over and without thinking, I walked towards him, with my dripping cock still popping out of my zipper. "Shame I didn’t get to drink any of that, bud," he said as he crouched down and engulfed my dick with his mouth, shucking my pants down to my feet. The guy swallowed me to the balls and slobbered all over. He wasn’t unattractive, but definitely a few pounds overweight, hairy, and smarmy. He fisted his cock with one hand and grabbed my hand with the other, leading it to the back of his head, as if he wanted me to choke him with my dick. I obliged, knowing that my boy could walk in and see this at any moment. The guy got me hard in seconds, and I started pounding his mouth as he drooled and moaned. He stood up and bent over the toilet, spreading his hairy immense ass cheeks wide and fingered his hole. I noticed that he was loose, and wasn’t sure if I was seeing cum or lube dripping out of his pucker. I took the hint and sank my cock into him, balls deep, as he pushed back, egging me on. I knew this wasn’t smart, or healthy, and I pulled out. ‘What’s wrong? Am I too loose,” he asked. “Naw man. It’s just….” He didn’t let me finish. “You’re clean, right?” I nodded. With that, he backed right up onto my bare cock again commanding “Then breed me!” I knew he wanted my cum, and I was ashamed that my boy might see me like this, barefucking a stranger, who wasn’t even that sexy, but he did have a nice cock, which was just now flopping around underneath as I fucked him hard. “Give me your load, man.” He wanted it, so I gave it to him, slamming hard into him and shooting my load into his ass. As soon as I pulled out, he hunched down again and cleaned off my cock, which was covered in white globs of cum, certainly more than I had just offered him. I knew I had barebacked a cum-bucket. I felt so filthy, but it turned me on. He guided me in front of him, and bent me over the toilet, spreading my ass and licking my hole. I was pretty sure he was working globs of seed into my ass with each thrust of his tongue. He slapped his meat against my ass crack and I knew he wanted to fuck me raw. I stood up and turned around, trying to pull up my pants. “What the fuck man? You’re gonna load me up and not return the favor?” I shook my head. “Why? You got a wife and kids out there in the station wagon waiting for you?” I chuckled, knowing that my boy waiting in the car was as much of a cumdump as this stranger was. I had an idea… To be continued...
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My boy and I had moved in together a few months ago, and we were celebrating our one-year anniversary. We discussed a few ways of blowing off some steam and having a party, maybe a nice dinner, going out clubbing, something out of the ordinary. Secretly, I made reservations at the swankiest restaurant downtown. I was planning on meeting him at home after work, and surprising him. I told him to be home and ready for a little fun at 6:30PM sharp. That would give us enough time to fool around, shower, change, and get downtown by 8:30PM. He winked at me and told me to expect a bit of a surprise as well. It was a long day at work, and I kept watching the clock as the time approached for me to leave. I couldn’t focus on my job, so I left a few minutes early. When I got home, I saw my boy’s car in the driveway, but there was a second car in the driveway. A car I didn't recognize. I went to unlock the door, and found it slightly ajar. I knew he had planned something, so I wasn’t shocked when I heard sex noises from our bedroom, or when I saw the trail of clothes on the floor leading in that direction. I was a bit curious when I saw a red jockstrap. I’d never seen my boy wear one before, and certainly not a red one. And we had porn and a TV in the bedroom, so I thought he might be warming up with a video. After all, I was home a few minutes early. I stripped to my underwear and approached our bedroom. I pushed the door to the bedroom open and my jaw dropped. There was my boy, on his back, bare naked, with a muscle stud daddy, who was wearing only a tight tank top, pounding his ass. The daddy heard the door creak and nodded at me. ‘You want some of this,’ he asked. My boy and I had talked about spicing things up, but I didn’t realize that this would be his surprise. I was also taken aback when the muscle daddy pulled his throbbing manhood out of my boy’s ass and I saw that they had been fucking bareback. I had assumed that daddy meant to share my boy’s hole with me, and my boy seemed eager, so I stripped off my underwear. Daddy oinked approval at my tight body and pulled me towards him with my dick. He leaned in and kissed me. I figured he would guide my dick into my boy’s hole, but he took the breath out of me when he shoved me down onto the mattress. He spit on my ass and spread my cheeks. Without lube or a condom, he drove his thick tool into me. I gasped for air as he started pounding me, and my boy leaned over to kiss me. Daddy pulled out and shoved his dick back into my boy. I rolled over onto my back, matching my boy’s position. Looking up at daddy’s heaving chest, I realized that his tanktop was mesh, and sort of see-through. I loved that his burly mass of hair was forcing its way out of the neck and armholes, and I could make out his pecs and nipples through the shirt. I could see he had a tattoo on his left pec but couldn’t make it out. Something tribal, I supposed. My boy moaned and whimpered as this stranger pounded his ass. His hard dick was bouncing everywhere as daddy pounded away. I wrapped my hand around his cock and let him fuck my fist while he squirmed on daddy’s cock. My sexy bottom boy was getting close. Daddy pulled out and lined his glistening pole up to my boy’s cock. When my boy started to cum, it all landed along that thick daddy dick. Daddy chuckled as he lined up that cummy cock with my ass. ‘You gonna take his last clean load!” I was puzzled, but that didn’t stop me from giving over to pleasure and taking that dick all the way. Daddy kept fucking and as his pace quickened, his body started dripping sweat onto me. My boy rolled over on top of me and kissed me hard as daddy paused to remove his tank. He kept plowing hard until he announced, “I’m gonna cum! Gonna breed your hole!” I wanted to see his face as he shot his load into my ass, and I started cumming, without touching myself, as my boy rolled onto my side and the wind was knocked out of me when I saw that his pec tattoo was a biohazard symbol! I had just taken my first POZ load! I was stunned as daddy wiped his cock on my ass and unceremoniously left. My boy grinned at me as he fingered some seed out of my leaking ass and into his own. “Did I just take a POZ load,” I asked him. “Probably. I took his first load before you got here. Was thinking I’d get his second load too, but you got home early.” I just gawked at him. How could he set me up like this, on our anniversary no less??? I tried to remain calm, but I was feeling sick inside. “So, we’re just gonna take POZ cum without discussing it, and then go to dinner like a happy couple,” I asked. “No. I cancelled the reservations, babe… We’re gonna stay here all night and take dick. No questions asked.” I was flabbergasted, but that didn’t stop my cock from hardening again. He continued, “You said you wanted to spice things up. How’s that for spicy? I placed an ad online a few days ago. I’ve lined up about ten tops to come over and breed us.” He reached over to the bedside table, and grabbed his phone. He pulled up an ad on C*****list, and showed me: TWO HEALTHY GUYS LOOKING FOR A CHANGE. BREED US BOTH. TAKING ALL LOADS. DOOR UNLOCKED. PUMP AND DUMP. THIS IS FOR REAL. ***-***-****. TEXT FOR DIRECTIONS AND TIMES. As I read I, I couldn’t stop my cock from straining to full hardness. Just then, the phone buzzed and I heard a car engine stop outside. “Looks like our next top is here. Happy anniversary, my darling.” He kissed me and assumed the position, ass up, with the sound of footsteps down the hall. I lined up beside him and kissed him hard as I felt a warm hard cock press against my ass.
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Part I. My boy and I had sort of fallen on rough times. Maybe we’d overspent in the last few months and when we both got laid off from work, our savings started to run thin pretty quickly. I went looking for part-time work in my field, but nothing panned out. My boy kept going on interviews, but he never landed a steady gig. With no prospects, we were quickly getting desperate. Some fuckbuddies invited us out for a drink to catch up, and we kept putting them off since we couldn’t even afford to drink. Before we hit hard times, we’d often go out clubbing with Bobby and Dylan before winding up back at our apartment. Bobby and Dylan were a super cute couple, both in their early twenties, and both super fit. They were, like me and my boy, both pretty versatile, and also like us, they liked raw sex. Whenever we played as a group, we always fucked bare. It was so hot watching Dylan breed my boy. His thick cock would stretch out my boy’s ass good, leaving it loose and sloppy for me to fuck when he pulled out. I loved sloshing around my boy’s ass, feeling Dylan’s cum squelch around my dick as Bobby fucked and bred me. After we bowed out several weeks in a row, they started getting concerned. They thought we didn’t like them any more. It was embarrassing when we confessed that we couldn’t afford to go out, but they invited us along anyway, saying that they would pay, especially if they could get to fuck us! Over drinks at our regular bar, they told us that they had fallen on hard times a few months ago, and gotten part time work in a go-go bar to tie them over until real work returned. Bobby said that the boys could make upwards of $500 a night, even if they didn’t do any really dirty stuff, and much more if they were prepared to go all the way with customers. I was so naïve, and asked what ‘all the way’ meant. Dylan started telling stories of lap dances that got out of hand, even once or twice where the guy paying him to dance had a really big cock that worked it’s way out of his pants. Bobby said it was so hot watching his boyfriend dry humping bare dick, and that sometimes, if they were willing to pay more, they would both let guys tease their holes, and maybe even get the head inside them if none of their bosses were looking! My boy and I had both given up our gym membership a few months ago, to save money, and I was not feeling at my best physically, but my boy had kept up running and doing exercises in our backyard. He looked as great as he ever did, and our friends suggested he go for an audition right away and see if he could get the gig. Maybe it was the cocktails hitting us hard after not drinking any alcohol for a few months, but my boy was instantly eager. Had we been sober, I’m sure we both would have thought it through better, but he was ready, right away, to go start dancing in his undies to make some good money from strangers. Two hours after starting drinking with Bobby and Dylan, they poured us into their car to drive us over to the gay strip club to meet their boss. There, in the parking lot, Dylan helped me into the back seat. I was dizzy from the cocktails I had drunk. Bobby helped my boy into the seat, and I heard him chuckle. He said told Dylan that he had seen a glimpse of my boy’s underwear and that it simply wouldn’t do for a proper go-go interview. Of course, a few months of unemployment meant we hadn’t been buying anything we could do without, including cute new underwear. I’m sure we were both wearing last year’s model at best, and stretched out elastic jockstraps at the worst. Bobby and Dylan winked at each other and suggested we make a quick stop on the way to the strip club to get my boy some sexy new undies at a friend’s shop. My boy was clearly getting turned on talking about stripping and sexy underwear, and was rubbing his crotch. Dylan and Bobby kept watching my boy in the rear view mirror as the car started. It got me hot too to know my boy would soon be shaking his lithe mostly-nude body for money, and I worked my hand down the back of his shorts. It was true that his underwear was stretched out; I could easily get my whole hand into his pants to finger his ass! My boy was wriggling on my hand, as Dylan, in the front passenger seat took out his cock and started wanking. I wondered aloud, “How are we going to pay for new underwear? That stuff can be expensive, and we’re broke!” Bobby assured me that their buddy, who owned the underwear store, would give us a good deal. The way he said it made me ask if my boy might have to do something naughty. Dylan answered, “Absolutely! You’re ok with that, right?” Bobby told me that it was so hot watching Dylan with this guy that he had to join in. As I fingered my boy’s ass, and Dylan jerked his big cock, Bobby told us that their friend, Alex, was really well hung, and really hot. He said, “Alex started by taking Bobby’s measurements, waist and stuff. He had Bobby drop his shorts so he could see how big his dick and balls are. He got out a few choices, leather jockstraps, rubber shorts, and tight g-string bikinis. Bobby went into a changing room to try the rubber shorts on and then danced for Alex, just like a go-go boy. Alex then had Bobby grind into his lap. Alex got so hard that his dick was straining against his jeans leaving a dark wet spot from his precum. He asked Bobby if he could remove them for him. It was so hot watching Bobby pull that stud’s jeans down. When Alex was just in his boxers, he told Alex to change into the g-string. Bobby did it right there, stripped naked then pulled up the g-string. Alex grabbed Bobby and had him sit down hard on his crotch. Alex’ dick slowly worked it’s way out of the boxer fly. I could see Alex’s precum getting all over Bobby’s ass. Alex pulled the thong aside so his dick could really rub against Bobby’s hole. When it got shiny from so much precum, Alex told Bobby to switch to the jockstrap. Bobby shimmied out of the g-string, and into the jockstrap. He was so hard that his dick wouldn’t fit into the front pouch. That didn’t seem to bother either of them, and Bobby sat right back down onto Alex’ cock. This time, his hole was totally free, and after a few passes, the head of Alex’ dick went right up Bobby’s ass. I started to freak out a little, and Alex just smiled, ‘If your boyfriend wants to make the real money, he’s got to learn to take dick!’ Bobby started riding that cock as I stood there and watched. After a few minutes of getting pounded, Alex held Bobby’s hips and came inside him. Even if Bobby had wanted to pull off, Alex wouldn’t have let him!” By this time, my boy had taken off his shorts and underwear altogether and I was working three fingers into his ass. Bobby shot his load into his hand and offered it to Dylan to lick off. I realized that the car had stopped and we were in a parking lot, lit only by neon light from the window. We were at Alex’ shop, and the time had come to offer my boy up to this stranger for free underwear. I knew my boy was horny, and would probably let Alex go all the way. What had we gotten ourselves into? To be continued...
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Chapter I. My boy and I had fooled around with other guys, sometimes together, sometimes separately. I totally got off watching our buddies fuck him bareback and fill him with cum. Nothing was more fun that sliding into his loosened ass and using our buddies’ seed as lube! I’m mostly a top, but it was equally as fun letting our friends cum in me and having my boy top me when my hole was good and sloppy. All of that changed after we had an STD scare a few months ago. We had invited Danny and his boyfriend Sam over to our place. They are both versatile, so we knew we’d all end up getting to fuck and get fucked as much as we wanted to. My boy took both of their loads before I seeded him, and I took Danny’s load before my boy came in me. After they left, me and my boy laid on our bed, tangled in cummy sheets, fingering our holes and kissing. Hot, right? Well, about three weeks later, Danny called to ask if they could come over and talk. It didn’t sound like they wanted to play. Danny told us the big news. He and Sam had both just tested POZ. They thought it had happened when they hired an ‘escort’ a few weeks earlier and he had fucked both of them raw. If that was indeed how they’d both gotten the bug, there was a really good chance that they had pumped both of us full of POZ seed. Of course, we immediately got tested and the results came back NEG for both of us. Our doctor advised us to get tested again in three months just to be sure. The three month mark came and went, and we were tested again, both NEG. After that, we decided to fool around less with fuck buddies, and play safe with them. We both hated using condoms with our friends, but they were pretty respectful. We had some guys over and had them bag up before fucking us. That seemed to be safe enough, so when my boy asked if we could invite Danny and Sam over to fuck us again, I agreed, but adding only if they agreed to play safe. They came over, and both dutifully wore condoms. I wasn’t planning on letting them fuck me, even safe, but after seeing them each sink his cock into my boy’s hole, I needed their cocks too. Sam even joked that wearing a condom sucked, but it made him so much less sensitive that he could fuck longer without cumming. Secretly, as Sam was fucking me and Danny was fucking my boy, I couldn’t help but fantasize about that condom bursting as my gut was filled with POZ cum. But, that’s not how we wound up taking POZ seed. After Danny came in the condom and pulled out of my boy, I fucked him raw. Danny and Sam egged me on to breed him. It felt so strange to be fucking him after two cocks had loosened him up, but with only lube in him; it felt so different. Danny asked if he could take pics of my load dripping out of my boy’s ass, and we were game. My boy told him how much it turned him on to be photographed like a common slut. Sam piped up that we should meet his friend Adam, who was a photographer. A few days later at a boozy brunch, Danny and Sam introduced us to Adam. After a few mimosas and Bloody Marys, Adam pitched something to us, explaining that in his work as a photographer, he did work for a gay website, soft core mostly, but sometimes featured boyfriends. My boy was feeling his drinks, and asked Adam if he ever joined in the action. He winked at my boy, then smiled at me saying, "Only if both guys are into it." Then he clarified his remarks, by shaking his head and commenting he joined in a lot less lately. "Why?" Danny asked. "'Cause I'm POZ," replied Adam. "So are we," Sam responded. Adam chuckled, saying "This just got a lot more interesting." To be continued….
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Chapter I. My boy and I were planning on day-tripping out to Fire Island. We had our swim suits, towels, and a picnic lunch, all ready for spending some quiet time on the beach. It was a gorgeous day, and as we lounged, we enjoyed checking out the hot guys, some of whom were sunbathing naked. As my boy frolicked in the surf, I slather myself in sunscreen and fell asleep. When I woke up, some time had passed, and there was no sign of my boy anywhere. I entertained myself with my book for a while and then figured I would ring his cell phone to see when he was coming back. Of course, he had left his phone in the carry bag which was next to me on our towel, so I had no way of reaching him. As the afternoon moved into early evening, I became increasingly concerned, as the hour was approaching for the last ferry back to the main land. Just as I was about to pick up everything and see if he was somewhere in town, he reappeared walking down the beach with a super cute 20-something, who was wearing a tiny speedo and, I noticed, filling it out very well. They were carrying on like they were best of friends. My boy casually introduced me to Blake. Apparently, they had gone to school with each other and fallen out of touch. I got the feeling that they might have fooled around when they knew each other, and it crossed my mind that they may have fooled around while I was asleep on the beach. Blake had his arm wrapped around my boy's back and it seemed like his fingers were slipping into my boy’s board shorts. "We're about to miss the last ferry," I commented, only to learn Blake had invited us to crash at his beach house for the night. The house had five bedrooms, and only four of them were taken for the weekend, "...not that there will be a lot of sleeping going on tonight..." Blake muttered. "Why not? Thanks," I accepted, and with that the three of us we headed to the house, where, upon arriving, my boy and I were introduced to Blake's much older, much heavier, much hairier boyfriend, Tom, who, like the three of us, was wearing shorts, but unlike the three of us, Tom was also wearing a polo shirt. Even so, I could easily see his hairy chest, pot belly, and firm nipples poking out of the shirt as it stretched across his broad chest. Blake broke-out a bottle of vodka, and between the four of us, it went down very rapidly. Tom and Blake were sitting on either side of my boy on the sofa, and I was in the only chair in the living room. I could swear that they were getting closer and closer to my boy, until their legs were all touching, then crossing over each other. Tom put his hand on my boy’s thigh and when my boy didn’t complain, he slowly inched it up to my boy’s crotch until he was cupping my boy’s balls. Rather than feeling uncomfortable, I found myself turned-on, as was apparently also my boy. At least it sure looked like he was getting hard. Neither of us had fooled around outside of our relationship in a long time, and neither of us were particularly interested in heavyset hairy guys, but we didn’t stop what was clearly happening. Blake leaned in close to my boy and Tom used his free hand to steer my boy’s face into Blake’s. The two kissed gently, then harder and harder until they were full on making out. Blake’s sizeable cock worked its way out of the waistband of his speedo and my boy wrapped his hand around it. Blake steered his head to Tom, and Tom dove into my boy like a man possessed. I felt like a third wheel, but didn’t know how or if I should participate. My boy seemed to be enjoying himself, and they were only making out, and maybe a light jerkoff, so I didn’t stop anything from happening. Blake looked over at me and gave me a ‘come hither’ glance. I stood up, my raging hard-on fighting to be free of my swimsuit. ‘You guys wanna fuck,’ he asked rather directly. My boy moaned approval as he continued to suck Tom’s face. Blake had me come over to him and he forced me to kneel in front of him on the floor. My boy saw that I was about to be forced to go down on Blake and he murmured, "Fuck yeah. Suck his cock! It tastes so good!" It was then that I knew they must have fooled around earlier in the day because he had only kissed Blake up to that point. Blake grabbed the back of my head and forced his thick eight inches deep into my throat. I surprised myself by not gagging. I let him fuck my mouth, as his dick oozing sweet and salty precum into my throat. My face buried in Blake’s crotch, I couldn’t see what my boy and Tom were doing, but I sensed them moving around on the couch. When Blake let me come up for air, I saw that my boy was sitting on Tom’s lap. Tom’s dick was out of his shorts and my boy’s shorts were gone. I saw my boy’s ass crack shiny with Tom’s precum and he was squirming around trying to get that dick to ‘accidentally’ enter him. I was okay with us fooling around, but I didn’t know these guys and was wary of fucking at all, especially fucking raw! After a few minutes of watching my boy try to get fucked by a bear he had just met, Blake reached over and grabbed his boyfriend’s cock, suggesting "Let’s help them out, shall we?" he said as he grinned at me. Blake took my hands and guided them to my boy’s ass. "Spread those cheeks wide so he can get some of what Tom’s gifting." I did as I was told, mesmerized by the bare sex show playing out only inches from my face. Blake guided Tom’s thick stubby drooling cock into my boy’s hole, and I did nothing to stop it. I helped force my boy’s cheeks wide to make Tom’s access easier. My boy grunted as he lowered himself onto Tom’s wet dick. No lube, not even spit, just Tom’s precum. And it popped right in, deeper and deeper. After he raised and lowered himself a few times, I saw Tom’s cock covered in white juice. It dawned on me that my boy had been fucked while I was asleep. Blake, or someone, had bred him and seeded his ass. Blake held my head down and told me to lick Tom’s cock. When my boy raised up, I flicked my tongue across Tom’s dick and could distinctly taste cum mixed with my boy’s ass juice. Blake re-positioned himself behind me, and I knew he was going to fuck me. He worked his dripping cock, still wet from having deep-throating me, and eased it along my ass crack. He held one hand on my head, forcing me to lick Tom, with his other hand on my ass. He roughly entered me with three fingers. I winced at what must have been his fingernails. I worried that he was cutting me open back there, and then groaned with pain as he thrust his thick cock balls deep into my gut. The sensation changed as he held himself inside of me. I felt so full. Blake used both hands to hold my hips and pile drive my pussy, which allowed me to look up. My boy was craning his neck around to watch his friend breed me. Tom grunted "I’m getting close. Wanna knock these boys up together? Wanna fill them with our special seed?" "FUCK YEAH!" Blake shouted as he picked up his pace. Tom exclaimed "Fuck, I’m cumming! Filling your ass with my POZ cum! This is what you wanted, right?" "YES, YES, YES," was all my boy could muster. Blake jackhammered into me and then held himself deep in me. He just grunted. I couldn’t feel it, but I knew he was cumming inside me, and I was almost certain that he too was POZ. The thought alone was enough to make me cum, hard, without even touching my dick. I sprayed all over the front of the sofa and the floor. Blake forced my head down to lick up my own cum, saying "Share that with your boy. Don’t swallow. It might be the last NEG load he gets tonight!" As I was licking up my cum, we heard a series of hoots and hollers from the porch. I guess the rest of the house guests had arrived, and found us as sweaty mess, both me and my boy leaking toxic cum from our holes. Tom’s stubby cock was still firmly planted in my boy’s hole and I had a mouthful of cum. Blake forced my boy’s head back and I snowballed my seed into his mouth. He loved it. The guys, four couples broke into applause at the scene they had walked in on. The guys were generic Chelsea muscle beauties, each and every one of them. They had names like Colt, Steve, Brad, Chet, Brett, and Cliff. I would describe them individually, but they all blended together into one mass of tanned taught muscle and six plump packages straining to escape their trunks. I wanted to ask my boy to fill in the blanks for me. I wanted to know if, while I was asleep on the beach, he really had talked about taking POZ seed from these guys, but, I wasn’t going to get a chance. Tom and Blake introduced us to our housemates and showed us our room. They told us to freshen up so we could get ready for a party, but Tom was careful to tell us not to clean out our assholes, advising "You boys keep that seed simmering inside you. It’ll take some time to seep in, and you’ll want to be cum-lubed in case your holes see more action tonight." Turns out that that night was going to be a big blow out celebration on the beach, and I knew it was going to be a long hard night. To be continued…
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An Audition for the Bare Fuck Club My boyfriend and I had fooled around behind each other's backs for some time. I knew he was getting fucked by other guys, and he knew I was fucking other guys too, but we kept it discreet and never really talked about it. I always played safe with other guys, but fucked my boy bare. I assumed that he made the guys fucking him wear condoms, especially after finding a half-empty box of rubbers in our closet. I was headed out of town for two weeks for a project and we agreed to video chat as often as possible. The first few days we chatted and caught up, and he always seemed focused and happy to see me. On the third day, he seemed distracted, like someone else was in the room. I made a joke that I didn't want to keep him from his date, and he blushed before making excuses and logging off. The next day, I jokingly asked how his date went. I was surprised when he said, “Pretty well. He fucked me good!” I still wasn't sure if he was serious, and I asked if he was well-hung. “Fuck yeah. He's got at least ten thick inches, and he knows how to use it!” My jaw dropped. My boy went on, “When he came in me, I swear I could feel it in my throat!” I was shocked that he had let some other guy breed him. I guess over the next few days, the guy came back, fucked him raw again, and gave him his load. A few days later the guy brought a friend along too. Both guys took turns at my boy's ass before they creamed his hole. My boy made sure to tell me in detail how they used him and how much he liked feeling their cum leaking out of his slack hole. I couldn't help but be turned on. The following day was my last full day out of town and he messaged me a pic of his ass full of hard dick, with cum oozing out of his ass and puddling on his top's huge hairy balls. I came hard jerking off to his photo. My boyfriend met me at the airport and told me he had a fresh load simmering in his gut as he drove us home. As soon as we were inside, we tore off each other's clothes. Right there in the hallway, I had him bent over the staircase railing with his jeans at his ankles and spread his cheeks. I knelt down and slipped my tongue into his loosened hole. I was rewarded with a dollop of cum. I spit it onto my dick and forced my way into his cummy hole. There was a froth of cum forming around my cock as I pounded his ass. He moaned with pleasure as I added my cum to the mix already deep in his belly. We fucked again before going to bed that night. As he cuddled with me before drifting off to sleep, he told me how glad he was that I was ok with other guys fucking him raw. I honestly told him how much it turned me on, and that I would love to watch him get fucked and take some stranger's load. A few days later, my boy arranged for his ten-inched friend to come by to breed him after work. My boy met Joe at the door and kissed him hard before welcoming him into our living room. Joe extended his man-paw and shook my hand. He was HOT. Six foot tall, in tight jeans and a t-shirt that stretched over his powerful frame. He had a trim beard and a tuft of silver chest hair peek out of the collar of his shirt. He wrapped his muscled arms around my boy's frame and lifted my boy's shirt off. My boy started chewing Joe's nipples through the shirt as he unbuckled Joe's jeans and shucked them to the floor. Out plopped a beautiful hardening cock. My boy expertly deep-throated Joe's tool as he fished out his own dick. When Joe was fully hard and his cock shining with spit, he flipped my boy over the arm of the sofa. He jammed his bare cock without warning into my boy's raw ass. I was mesmerized as I watched Joe's powerful ass ram into my boy's body. I fisted my own cock as I watched Joe pump away. My cock was oozing pre-cum as I watched Joe's pace quicken. I crept closer to watch Joe's dick plow my boy bare. All the while, my boy was whimpering, “You gonna breed me, you sick fuck? Gonna give me your load? Gonna fill that hole?” Each time, Joe grunted back, “Fuck yeah, man. Gonna fill you up!” As Joe's pace sped up, his shirt crept higher on his muscled ass revealing a small black tattoo. My heart stopped as I recognized the symbol to mean BIOHAZARD. This hunk fucking my boy's bare ass was POZ! I wanted to cry out to let my boy know the danger he was in, but before I could say anything, Joe threw his head back and growled as he pumped his toxic seed into my boy's bare hole. I was silent until I realized that I had blown my load all over the floor. Joe withdrew his cock with a squishy plop and grabbed the back of my head. He forced my face into the diseased seed leaking from my boy's hole. I couldn't help but lap it up. I was about to swallow when he pulled me to my feet and drove his tongue into my mouth, sucking out and swallowing his own POZ cum. My boy collected himself and asked me if watching him get fucked bare was everything I thought it would be. I gestured to the puddle of my cum on the floor to answer and he dove down to lick it up. Joe excused himself to the bathroom to clean up a bit, and I took the chance to ask my boy if he had seen Joe's tattoo. He told me frankly that he had, and he knew what it meant, and that he was willing to take the risk of POZ seed if that meant he got more loads. I was still trying to process that my boyfriend had been knowingly taking POZ cum in his ass, and was planning on continuing, when I realized that Joe had come back into the room. Joe smirked at my naivety and asked if I was okay with what had just happened. I told him that I knew he was taking loads, but didn't know he was fine taking POZ loads. He told me that it was a natural progression, and taking POZ cock was bound to happen sooner or later if a bottom didn't demand his top use a condom every time. Even though I knew I should be outraged, my cock was telling a different story. I was rock-hard and drooling pre-cum. Joe reached out and stroked my dick, asking if we wanted to hear about a club he was in. My boy and I were all ears. Joe told us that he belonged to the Bare Fuck Club, an exclusive audition-only group of guys who liked to give and take raw loads. Some were POZ, but most were NEG. For these guys, it was about cum, not status. Every member agreed to a no-questions-asked / no-loads-refused policy. My boy was panting at the thought of being in such a club. He asked Joe what the audition entailed. Joe said he would put us in touch with the audition committee and they would be in touch. A few days later, we were sitting together in our living room, waiting for two strangers to come over and meet with us. I knew from their message that at least one of us would have POZ seed in our holes before the night was through. To be continued...
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Shopping for Antiques; Brought Home Two POZ Loads I was very proud of my boyfriend. He had just finished law school and was hired by an international firm. They wanted him to take over some big French accounts, so they paid for him to learn French and then moved us for the summer to Paris, all expenses paid. His salary was embarrassingly high, and we decided to live the life. We went out every night to the bars, and the French “mecs” were always flirting with him. My boyfriend's French was much better than mine. I could only speak a few polite words and order basic things from a menu. He, on the other hand, could carry on conversations about law, politics, sex, and everything else. I often felt a bit “left out” as he would flirt back conversing with these hot French guys. Eventually, one night, he was totally ignoring me at a gay bar in the Marais, paying attention to two twinks who were falling allover themselves to try to get into his pants. I said some things I shouldn't have and stormed out. When he came home, over an hour later, he apologized. He admitted that he liked the attention that he was getting as a sexy fit American who could speak their language. He confessed that they were begging to see his circumcised cock. They had never seen one before. Keep in mind that I thought we were monogamous, but he told me that they convinced him to go to the bathroom together and the two twinks took turns blowing him, “just to see what it would look like hard.” He promised me that it was just the wine he had drunk and that he didn't let them make him cum. I was surprised to find that his story, in spite of, or perhaps because of, my anger, I was totally hard. I could tell he was blue-balled and wanted me to fuck him. I fucked him until he shot his load all over both of us without touching his dick. It was angry fight sex that night and it was amazing. We always fuck bare, and he loves taking my load. He told me once that 'pulling out is for porn.' I could swear I heard that line somewhere, but the porn we watch together is so vanilla it could not have been from there... The next morning, he apologized again and promised to make it up to me the next weekend. On Friday night after work, we surprised me saying that he had rented a car and we were going to spend a romantic weekend in the countryside, just the two of us, in a nice hotel. For some reason, it seemed like all of the hottest guys in France wanted to jump my boy's bones. At the rental car place, the guy behind the counter seemed to drool over my boy's passport. They guy at the service station sprung wood in his tight jumpsuit uniform as he pumped our gas. I could swear he was holding his hard-on as he walked up with his crotch at eye-level to get the cash. The guy at the hotel reception desk swooned over my boy's business credit card. The bell boy seemed weak at the knees as he put our suitcases down on the floor next to the bed. Of course, I understood nothing that any of them said to him. My ears did perk up when the bell boy said, in heavily accented English, “And let me know if you two need anything. Anything at all...” My boy winked at him as he pressed a ten Euro note into his gloved hand. We climbed into bed together, and I fucked him hard, jealous at the attention he was getting from all of these sexy guys. On Saturday morning, we woke up early and had a fantastic breakfast in bed, hand-delivered by another beautiful bell boy. I got the feeling that he wanted to see what was under my boy's robe when he answered the door to let him in. We ate, showered together, fucked again, and got dressed. We set out, with my load still in his hole. In the rental car, I made a joke asking if they would charge extra for cum-stained upholstery. He told me that the guy behind the counter would probably not mind licking it up himself. Very funny, right? We didn't really have a destination, so we just headed out down some winding roads. The countryside really was gorgeous and the day was perfect. We saw a sign, in French, of course, advertising for an estate sale at a chateau. My boy thought that might be fun, and that maybe we could buy some overpriced furniture to ship back to our fancy new apartment. The chateau really was a mansion, at least four stories tall. There were a two cars parked in the yard, but the place seemed mostly deserted. We rang at the front door just as a straight couple were leaving. We were both shocked by the incredibly handsome man who answered the door. Jean, as he introduced himself, could only be called a bear. Probably six foot tall and 200 pounds of muscle. He wore a fitted checked shirt that clung to his wide pecs showing off some really visible nipples. (I wondered if this guy was into tit play...) He had a tuft of silver hair pouring out of his low-buttoned shirt. He had buzzed silver hair and a silver goatee, and piercing blue eyes. I guessed he must have been in his late 40s or early 50s. Jean invited us in, speaking French comfortably with my boy, and perfect continental English with me. As he led us into the foyer, I could not help but notice his toned ass in tight-fitting corduroys. As I was noticing Jean's amazing ass, my boy noticed Jean's overwhelming basket crotch. He later told me that he could see Jean's shaft and cockhead as he walked us through the house. Room after room was packed with gorgeous paintings and furniture. Jean told us that he had inherited the house from his lover and was going to sell everything off. “Too many painful memories,” he said. There were a few photos of a younger Jean with a very dapper-looking older man. He told us that his lover had contracted “SIDA” from a string of rent boys. I didn't know what he was talking about and my boy mouthed to me “AIDS...” Ah. Got it. After three rooms or so, I was already overwhelmed, and also needed to go to the bathroom. Jean told me where it was, and I headed through the labyrinthine halls to find it. It probably took me five minutes to find the toilet, and three minutes to get back. When I got back, my boy was sitting awfully close to Jean on a sofa, with his hand on my boy's thigh. My boy had his hand resting on Jean's crotch. I have no clue what they where whispering about in French, but they sat right up and started gesturing to a portrait on the wall as soon as I came in. I cleared my throat but thought it best not to say anything. Two rooms later, we had picked out a beautiful set of chairs, fauteuils, I think they were called. My boy excused himself to look for the toilet. Jean sat down next to me in the other chair and told me how lucky I was to have a boyfriend with such a talented tongue. At first I thought he meant that my boy was talented with languages, but then I wondered... He leaned close to me, and asked if he could see how talented my tongue was. I was stupified as Jean leaned in closer and his tongue parted my lips. I sprang a hard-on immediately as his hands explored my crotch. I couldn't believe that this incredibly sexy man was giving me attention, or that I was letting him kiss me. I melted into the chair as he started to unbuckle my belt and pull my pants to the side. He scooped my cock out of my shorts and engulfed it. He wrapped his lips around my dick and swallowed me down to the balls, swirling his tongue. I gasped as I opened my eyes to see that my boyfriend had walked back into the room. My just winked at me as if this happened all the time, no inclination that I should stop Jean. I was embarrassed that the shoe was now on the other foot, and I was letting a stranger blow me. I stood up quickly, which sent Jean sprawling to the rug in front of me. (Jean later told us it was a tapestry rumored to have come from Louis XVI's chapel at Versailles...) I ran out of the room and back to the car, thinking my boyfriend would follow me as soon as he settled the bill for the chairs and organized shipping. After ten minutes, I gave up waiting and headed back into the house. There, on an eighteenth century rug, Jean lay naked with my boy riding his bare cock, his head thrown back in ecstasy and his hard cock about to squirt his load everywhere... To be continued... -
My boyfriend is incredibly cute. I love his perky ass and his toned torso. He's got Mediterranean roots and has tanned skin all over. His brown curly hair perches about his 7” uncut cock like a bird's nest, if you know what I mean. He's got low-hanging balls and blue-green eyes. Even though he's nearly thirty now, he's still a twink who could pass for twenty. He's a looker and never has to work out to stay in shape. A few months ago, I started going to a gym. I wanted to tighten up my body a bit and thought I wouldn't mind checking out some muscled guys in the locker room and showers... My schedule was pretty regular, and I often worked out at the same time as a really sexy hunk of a guy. After a few weeks of nodding at each other across the treadmill or bending over the same bench to tie our shoes, Mitch introduced himself to me. He was gorgeous. About six foot tall, with massive arms and a wide flat furry chest. I had only seen him with his shirt off, but I suspected he was packing a nice set of equipment in his shorts... Buzzed blond hair and blue eyes. Delicious. He told me he was in his last year of art school. We chatted it up and he invited me to lunch one weekend. I thought he was asking me out, so I told him about my boyfriend. After all, I didn't want to lead this stud on! To my surprise, he grinned and said, “The more the merrier! I'll invite my boyfriend too!” The weekend rolled around and I headed to the bar with my boyfriend to hang out with Mitch and his boyfriend. Mitch's boyfriend, Carl, was a bit older, maybe thirty, like my boyfriend, and worked in a bank. He was well-dressed, and although much smaller than Mitch, was clearly in good shape too. His fitted business shirt practically clung to his slim chest and abs. We ordered a lunch special that came with unlimited mimosas. After the third round, the conversation turned inevitably to sex. I proudly held my boyfriend's hand across the table and told Mitch and Carl about how proud we were to have a monogamous relationship. Carl smiled and said that he wished he could have that with Mitch. I was confused. Mitch abruptly changed the subject to his art studies, photography and painting. He told us about a new series of photos showing nude couples in intimate moments. He had photographed lesbian couples embracing, straight couples having foreplay, and a few gay couples 69'ing or rimming. It sounded pretty hot to me and my boyfriend and we told Mitch that we'd love to see them. My boyfriend piped up that he wouldn't mind posing together if he'd have us! I could tell that Carl was a little unsure at the prospect, but I was happy to see my boyfriend comfortable enough in our relationship to volunteer to explore it in front of a camera. After another mimosa, we decided to head to Mitch's studio classroom after a work out the next day. The next morning, my boyfriend slept in a bit. We made plans to pick him up after a workout, and I headed to the gym. I was there promptly at 9AM when the doors opened, and saw Mitch a few minutes later. After a half hour on the treadmill, he offered to spot me on the barbell bench. I guess I was feeling cocky, or maybe I was distracted by Mitch's huge bulge in his shorts, but I took on too much weight and Mitch wasn't fast enough to keep the weight from slamming in to my face. If he hadn't caught it when he did, it really might have hurt me! As it was, after a few minutes, even with an ice pack, my right eye was black and blue and so puffy it was nearly closed. I felt awful, knowing that we were supposed to have a photoshoot right after the workout. Mitch got a second ice pack for me and helped me to the locker room where we changed to head out and pick up my boyfriend. In the car, Mitch told me that we could reschedule if I didn't want to pose with a black eye. I didn't want to postpone, so he proposed another idea; maybe Carl could pose with my boyfriend instead. I thought about it and decided that would be fine if it was ok with everyone involved. Mitch called Carl, who was surprisingly keen on the idea, and I called my boyfriend, who was excited, maybe even a bit too excited... Mitch also promised me some prescription painkillers that he had in his gym bag. About an hour later, I had taken a few too many painkillers and had a fresh icepack on my face. Mitch had the camera and lights set up. My boyfriend stripped off his clothes and waited in a robe for Carl to be ready. When Carl showed up, he gave Mitch a huge sloppy kiss and untied his robe, dropping it to the floor. Even with only one eye, I could see his massive tool hanging down, at least seven inches and he was totally soft. His pubes and balls were trimmed close and I noticed that he had a piercing between his balls and his hairy ass. My boyfriend was practically drooling and his cock was rock hard and poking straight out. I sat there doped up as Mitch posed them, with my boyfriend leaning over a chair and Carl behind him with his huge hardening cock laying against his ass. It was then, with Carl bent over away from me that I saw it. A four-inch wide biohazard tattoo above his asscrack. I realized that Carl was POZ! Mitch saw me staring at this POZ guy whose bare cock was hardening and starting to drip precum into my boyfriend's bare asshole. He comforted me and told me not to worry about anything and handed Carl a condom. Carl snickered a bit and unwrapped it, rolling it down onto his now-throbbing cock. My boyfriend knelt down and watched as he did so, not having seen the tattoo or realizing why Carl was bagging up. My boyfriend smiled at me and said, “Since he's safe, maybe we could get a few photos with him teasing my ass with his cock!” Mitch nodded and grunted approval. I figured that it couldn't hurt. Even though Carl was POZ, he was wearing a condom, and it was only for a photos, so I figured Carl wouldn't fuck him for real or anything. Mitch checked on me to make sure I was ok with everything, and he noted that I was getting hard. He told me that I could jerk off if I wanted, that my horniness would only make the pictures hotter. I was feeling groggy from one too many pain pills, and let him unbutton my fly and fish out my cock. Mitch knelt in front of me and shoved my pants down to my knees. As he stood up, he whispered to me that he didn't have a sexual relationship with Carl since he got POZZED, but they often got together with other “mixed” couples to fool around. I started to wonder if Mitch had planned this all along. Mitch got back to his camera, zooming in on Carl sitting down and aiming his hard cock straight up. My boyfriend straddled him, facing us, and the camera, and lowered himself down so that his ass was perched right above Carl's wrapped POZ cock. Mitch was springing sizable wood in his shorts and shucked them off. His cock was springing around right at my eye level as I watched his POZ boyfriend's cock teasing my boyfriend's hole. “How about just the tip,” my boyfriend asked as he forced Carl's rubbered-up mushroom head into his asscheeks. Mitch and I nodded in approval. I realized that my boyfriend had no idea that the dick about to invade his hole was carrying toxic seed, even if it was bagged up. Mitch started to wank as my boyfriend sank lower and lower. First two inches, then four, then six. When he was balls deep, my boyfriend raised himself up. He was relatively composed for having just mounted a thick rubbered-up tool with no lube except for his own ass juices. “Got any lube?,” he asked as he raised up off of Carl's sheathed cock. Mitch said that he didn't, as he had planned on a few intimate poses, not actual ass-fucking. My boyfriend shrugged and pulled Carl's condom off. Before I could react, he had sunk all the way back down onto Carl's bare POZ cock. In one move, we had gone from monogamous to him taking bare cock, POZ bare cock. Mitch told him to hold that pose and react like he was getting fucked bareback. My boyfriend threw back his head and started moaning. Mitch directed him to pull halfway off of Carl's dick so it would look like a fucking action shot. My boyfriend gladly obliged and slid upwards about four inches. Carl wrapped his hands around my boyfriend's hips, helping to hold him still as his knees started quivering. Carl nuzzled his neck and started kissing his shoulder. They held the pose for a few moments, “YES!,” Mitch shouted. “This is what I'm after! Now, Carl, keep kissing him, and lower him down so it looks like you're about to cum in his hole!” Carl raised his hips as my boyfriend lowered himself down, now full to the hilt with bare POZ cock. Carl wrapped his hand around my boyfriend's hard cock as he swiveled his hips a bit. They weren't “fucking” exactly, but I could tell that his cock was moving around in my boyfriend's hole. I was dry-mouthed and the room was full of the sound of camera clicks and deep breathing. Mitch was fisting his hard-on with his left hand while firing the camera with his right. “Got what I need, boys! I think we're done with the shoot.” My boyfriend looked right at me as if to say, “Really? This was just getting good!” And he started to pull off. Carl tightened his grip on my boyfriend's waist and held him still. “Mitch might be finished, but I'm not! He won't let me fuck him anymore. Won't you help me out? Your bare tight ass has gotten me so close...” My boyfriend pulled off of Carl's dick and I was relieved to know that he wouldn't be headed home with an asshole dripping POZ cum. Imagine my surprise when he swiveled around so he was facing Carl and sat right down on his cock again. “Lighten up,” my boyfriend said. “You want to fool around with Mitch, don't you? Well, now is your chance!” I knew he had a point, but I also knew that Carl was POZ and he didn't! I was dumbfounded, partially by the painkillers, and partially by the live sex show happening a few feet away from me. Mitch wrapped his hand around my throbbing cock, smearing my precum all over and then fingered some into his ass. He lowered himself onto my dick, facing away from me, watching the scene too. His muscular jock ass felt so good as it wrapped around my cock. Mitch was groaning and talking really dirty, “You gonna breed my ass? Gonna give me your load, you sick fucker? You filthy pig. Gonna seed me good???” That really got me going, and with the hot scene playing out in front of us, he must have fucked himself on my cock for no more than two or three minutes before I fired off into his ass. “Yeah. Give me that load! Breed me good! Fuck yeah!!!!!” Carl looked right at me. “My turn now. You seed my man, I seed your's!” He maintained eye contact with me as he thrust over and over into my boyfriend's bare ass, shooting his toxic cum deep into my boyfriend's bare unprotected ass. Without moving Mitch's ass one bit, I felt my cock spasm as I shot another load deep into Mitch's guts. Mitch and my boyfriend pulled off of our cocks and started kissing. Carl kissed me and wiped his cummy cock off with his hand. He spun me around and wiped some of his POZ seed onto and into my hole. Mitch got to his knees and licked his lover's load out of my ass and then moved onto my boyfriend's ass, licking out as much as possible. When he had a good mouthful of POZ seed, he positioned me on elbows next to my boyfriend. He went from hole to hole working that seed into both of our asses. I wondered what the chances of both of us getting POZZED from Carl's seed being forced into our asses. What Mitch didn't tell me until later when we were getting dressed was that he set the camera on auto mode and had kept it focused on the whole scene when he stopped shooting. It took a photo every five seconds until my boyfriend and I both had asses dripping full of POZ cum. A few weeks later, I ran into Mitch at the gym. He had a disc of all of the photos and asked how me and my boyfriend were doing. Truth be told, my boyfriend had been hornier than ever and then suddenly came down with a really nasty cold. It didn't dawn on me until that very moment that my boyfriend's cold might be the fuck flu. If so, we had one helluva sexy time POZZING him and I was sort of glad it was all captured on film. My boyfriend and I got tested and were frankly shocked when the results came back neg. Turns out he just had the flu. I phoned Mitch to tell him and he told me not to worry... Ending A: Mitch went on to say that he was starting a new series inspired by our shoot. NEG guys knowingly or un-knowingly taking raw POZ cum. He said he'd love to have us as models before and after our conversions if we were game. He also said that he was taking Carl's POZ loads regularly now and photographing every time they fucked so that he would be sure to capture it on film when he finally did convert. Ending B: Mitch went on to confess that the whole thing was part of his art project. Carl was in fact still NEG, even if he was a bit of a chaser. The biohaz tattoo was only temporary and Mitch was fascinated by how many couples were willing to fool around with him. He had fucked girls, guys, and trans holes and never pulled out. No one had asked him to. He knew that one day Carl really would be POZ and that tattoo would be real, and he would be photographing every time they fucked so that he would be sure to capture it on film when he finally did convert. __________ Nothing would please me more than to see some of you guys take this story and run with it. 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What a fucked up week! It started out pretty much normal with the exception of my partner Brian being on a rare business trip. I am self-employed so my schedule is pretty flexible. I usually go to the downtown YMCA late afternoons but on Wednesday I went mid morning so I could do some chores as well. The Y was pretty empty so I relaxed in the sauna after my workout. I could see from the sauna door a muscular stud prowling from the shower who put on a bit of a show toweling himself off before entering the steam room. I am not a prude so I followed him. Two guys were in there when I entered. It was extremely steamy inside and I could barely make them out until I was quite close. I sat across from them so I could see what they were doing and if perhaps there might be a little action going on. While I am “monogomish” with Brian, I certainly feel free to jack off with others if it is discreet and occasionally will suck a bit as well. One of them ducked out pretty fast and that left the muscular stud alone with me. “How’s Brian?” he asked. That got my attention! “Ummmm, he is fine, thanks” was my reply. “You don’t know who I am, do you?” Well, it WAS steamy and I didn’t have my glasses on. He scooted closer. “I’m Vince.” he explained. He offered me his hand and held mine a bit longer than necessary while I told him that my name is Mike. “We met once at a party” Vince continued. After a pause, he gave me the key I needed. “I used to date Brian.” “Oh! That Vince!” I winced as that was supposed to be my private reaction. Vince chucked “Yes, I suppose you could say that. Has Brian said much about me?” I replied "Not really" and that was the truth. I was under the impression it was just a short-term thing and I had never pressed Brian about it. Vince confirmed they hadn’t dated too long, but after a moment he said that Brian had a fabulous ass. I wasn’t jealous, exactly, as I stammered "Why, yes he does." Vince had turned towards me and I couldn’t help to see his ample junk flopping in plain view. “I really enjoyed using his hole and I was sorry that there wasn’t the chemistry to make it work as a relationship.” This seemed like an honest declaration; although my ears and dick perked up at his way of saying he had fucked Brian. “I was the first man to fuck Brian with a PA” Vince not so discreetly grabbed his crotch as he continued. “Brian was really tight and I had to use a lot of lube on his hole as I stretched him with my fingers and also used lots of lube on my rubbers.” Vince was clearly getting hard and between seeing his sizable tool and hearing his talk, I was rock hard very quickly. I could see the thick gauged PA accenting his big head and it looked hot as hell. “Brian sucked well, although he had a hard time deep throating me.” Vince pointed his very erect dick at me and pondered “I wonder how you would do?” I was really horny as I had not cum in a few days, but I wasn’t sure I wanted to play with Vince due to his previous relationship with Brian. That didn’t seem particularly discreet. Vince seemed to pick up on my discomfort. “Look, it was many years ago when I had Brian and I never kiss and tell. Just grab and feel it.” Damn was it meaty and big! What the fuck—grabbing it couldn’t get me in trouble. Grabbing it, however, proved to be insufficient. Vince was pinching my nips (a hot spot for me) and feeling me up all over. “Come on, just taste it…try it, you’ll like it.” We both laughed at that so I figured what the hell. I got it about half way down before it became a challenge. Vince with over 8” long—and I mean REAL inches and way thicker than most. “Are you a better cock sucker than Brian? Show me how you suck, Mike!” He grabbed my head and started to face-fuck me. Someone came in at that point so I quickly sat down next to Vince. As the mystery guy was obscured in the steam, Vince kept touching me. As he rubbed my ass cheek I couldn’t help raising my hip to give him access to my hole. It was exciting to play while another man was nearby but unaware. When we were alone again Vince had me face away from him and then he knelt down and latched his mouth on my sweaty hole. FUCK that is a turn on for me! He stood up and rubbed his dick against my hole as he reached around to my nips and chewed on my neck and ear. “I wanna fuck your hole” he growled. I literally had chills run down my spine. I wasn’t going to take him raw so I turned around and said it wasn’t private here and I didn’t have any rubbers with me. “Brian always made me wear a rubber, too” Vince admitted. “I have some special ones in my gym bag and lube, too” he offered. I asked how they were special and he said that they were extra large and fit his big dick the way rubbers should fit a man. “Brian always loved how I fucked him and you will, too!” My resistance was low and my libido was high. Vince was pushing to seal the deal. He didn’t have a place available, but he was open to suggestions. I admitted Brian was out of town, but I had never brought anyone home with me. Vince was pawing me and playing me to the point of surrender. “Come on” he sighed “You are going to love it!” I did want it, but I told him that only Brian had fucked me for the last 6 years. This seemed to make his eyes gleam. “Look, here is the truth: I am moving out of state this weekend and this is the only time I’ll ever be able to be with you. I want my last memory of here to be with you.” He kissed me and his tongue plunged in. After a few minutes of serious tongue dueling and his hands possessing me I told him to meet me in the locker room and I’d give him my address. I just about chickened out while throwing my clothes on, but Vince showed up with his towel wrapped around his waist with an almost obscene bulge erasing my doubts: I gave him my address and said give me 20 minutes to get ready at home as I wanted to be prepped and squeaky clean for the fuck-session. Vince was prompt and started deep kissing as soon as he entered the door. He appreciated my jock strap and said it was perfect. I suggested the couch but he just said “uh uh. I want you on you and Brian’s bed.” In for a penny in for a pound flashed through my head as I led the way. “I can’t wait to fuck you like I fucked Brian so long ago!” Brian and I fucked protected for six months before we got our second negative HIV test and went to bare sex. As much as I prefer getting fucked ‘skin to skin’, I wasn’t going to take any chances with Vince even though he said he only tops. I am versatile, but if I am honest, I get off on fantasies of being fucked by a stud like Vince. I was glad that Vince brought his special condoms so I could get fucked just like Brian did. I could imagine that smaller condoms would be way too restrictive. Vince didn’t just ‘slide and ride’. He made me suck him hard and wet, lick his nuts and when I saw his hairy ass my tongue couldn’t resist. “Awwwwwww! Yeah, fucking worship me and you will get the fuck of your lifetime!” He promised. He also encouraged me by saying the more turned on he was, the harder he fucked and the bigger load he shot. What could be better? Still, after a good 20 minutes of foreplay I was getting crazy to get filled. Vince started his prep with eating my hole and rather harshly finger fucking me. It sort of hurt, but I was so damned horny I just moaned and relaxed to give him better access. The sooner I was open, the sooner he could breed my hole he promised. He told me he was good for two loads so if I was only good for one, I should wait until he was giving me load number two. “Fuck yes” I agreed. He wanted me on all fours for the first fuck. I saw him open the package and slide the rubber on, pinching the tip to make sure there would be room for his load. I assumed the position as he added his lube that he said looked and felt just like cum. I had heard of it, but had never tried it. The push in was slow but constant. The PA felt awesome rubbing against my prostate and I moaned as he filled me up. It was my first time being fucked with a PA, just like Vince was Brian’s first. Vince started out slow and told me how much he liked to see his dick slide in and out. After a few minutes I was relaxed enough for him to pull out and shove back in. “If only you could see what my dick looks like now” he groaned. I wanted to know a few things. “You like my ass? How does it feel for you? How do I compare to Brian?” Hey, a little praise goes a long way for me! “Needy, aren’t you!” Vince chuckled. “Mmmmmmm your ass is fine. It is tight, warm and you have great muscle control. I love how it is hungry for what I am giving you. I’d say I am happier being inside your hole than Brian’s. It fucking turns me on that you are cheating on him and giving me your hole to use just like I used him. My load will be your reward!” This talk was going to both of my heads. I get off on dirty talk. “Fuck me, Vince! I want it bad!” His thick dick was pleasing me and hurting me at the same time. The combination was making me groan and beg please. Vince started to pound harder and my response was instant. I squirmed and groaned while he started his end run. “Fuck yes, Mike! I am so loving this! I am going to fucking own your ass and claim it as mine. You want that, don’t you? You want me to do that? You want my dick?” “Please Vince!” I cried. “You want me to use your hole just like I used Brian’s, right?” YES “You don’t care that you are cheating on your partner?” Just use me, Vince, please! “That is exactly what I am doing. I am going to reward you for your bad behavior…damn, I am so close!” Fuck me Vince! Use me! Make my ass yours! Despite the condom, I swore I could feel the heat of his load pulsing inside me as he screamed and shoved his dick as far as it could go. “There! I am giving you what you deserve, Mike! Arrrrrr! I fucking own your cheating ass!" The stimulation was just too much! I exploded on the sheets and cried out. “That’s it! Cum on my dick and milk every drop out! Vince hissed. His weight pushed me flat on my stomach and I enjoyed the afterglow of his still hard dick twitching as my ass rhythmically clenched and relaxed. Brian always says that turns him on and Vince seemed quite content to let me keep working on him. About five minutes later, after we had each recovered our breath, Vince pulled out, while still pressing me down into the mattress and pulled his condom off to toss in his open gym bag. “It’s my souvenir” he snickered as he nibbled my ear. Vince turned me over and got in a 69 position with his semi-hard dick pointing at my mouth. “Clean me up!” he commanded. I gladly sucked his dick as he sucked on my sensitive dick and nuts. After a while he grabbed my thighs and exposed my ass to his probing fingers, sighing at the same time, “Damn does your ass look fine." His dick gradually went from spongy to rock hard. He re-positioned himself between my legs and reached over to grab another condom. He told me I was lubed inside and out from his first fuck as he suited up. He told me to grab his dick and place it where I needed it. His eyes closed in pleasure and he just said “ahhhhhhhh” as he pushed deep into me. “The first fuck was just a warm up. I want you to watch me, hold on to me with your hands and totally experience what I am doing to you. You are going to always remember this fuck.” I was putty in his hands and I just whimpered a little as my hands wrapped around his strong back. “That’s it. Give yourself to me. After today you’ll always associated getting fucked with what I am doing right now.” Usually doggy is my favorite position for being fucked, but Vince was right—this was a special experience. I couldn’t remember feeling so possessed by another man. Vince locked his hands on my body throughout the fuck: either on my legs, my nipples or holding on to my shoulders. His eyes rarely left mine and while it didn’t feel romantic, there was something so primal about this fuck. I told Vince that and he said “That’s right. I am fucking you the way a man should fuck another man.” I confessed that the only thing that would be better would be to have him fuck me raw, but I quickly added that I couldn’t do that. Vince smiled and said condom or not, I was being fucked the way it should be. I was surprised how hard I was. Vince knew how to keep me stimulated from within and without. Nevertheless, after about 30 minutes I was getting rather sore from the relentless fucking and PA clad head rubbing inside me. Vince said there was no need to stop and add lube as he was getting close again. “Fuck yes” I moaned. “I want it bad.” “What do you want?” Vince asked. “What do you want from me, Mike? You want me to use you like I used Brian? You want to be claimed as mine?” I was moaning yes and please almost like a chant. “You want this connection? You want to be bred by me? By now I was almost babbling as Vince was going in for the kill. I kept begging for him to have his way with me, to use me, to breed me. Despite his condom I could pretend that he was going to breed my torn up ass with his seed. “Yes, fucker! Here comes the breeding you have always wanted. The fuck you will always remember; I…FUCKING…OWN…YOU!!!” Each word was accentuated with full penetration. He went still on the last word and flexed and throbbed like crazy. “You’ve got it…you are fucking bred…ahhhhhhh…” A few quick strokes with my hand and I was shooting clear on my chest. I was way louder than I usually am. There was something so satisfying about that fuck. We were both sweating as we came off our fuck-high. “You have no idea how much I enjoyed fucking you, Mike.” It was almost tender. “I’ll always remember fucking you.” He added. It wasn’t lip service when I told him that the pleasure had been mine. Vince slowly pulled out and tossed his second condom in his bag. We both took a short shower together with Vince massaged my hole saying “Just so I'll always remember your ass.” I laughed and was in a great mood. Vince kissed me deeply and told me that he really enjoyed fucking me…just like he had fucked Brian he added. I confessed I couldn’t believe Brian was willing to let go of his fuck tool. “Well, I am just glad I could have you today…in a way, I feel like I fucked Brian as well by fucking you.” Later that afternoon I emptied a huge amount of lube out of my ass. Fingering my hole and smelling the goo I had to agree that Vince’s lube was the closest thing to cum that I had ever had. Brian got back late Friday and we fucked like bunnies. I enjoyed fucking him bare and pretended that Vince was me. I mentioned I had seen Vince at the Y in conversation late Saturday and that he was moving out of state. Brian seemed to be in a pensive mood and I asked what he was thinking about. Brian explained that even though Vince was hot sex, he was glad he was with me. I smiled at that and asked why he hadn’t stayed with Vince. “Well, we weren’t dating too long and I guess I was a bit naive.” I asked what about. “I always seemed to be full of lube after Vince fucked me and I checked and saw that his stash of rubbers were all carefully slit at the tip and put back in the package.” My heart lurched. “It’s just as well he is moving, I guess. I heard he is poz now and I’d hate to think that anyone I know might get bred like I was…”
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My boy and I had a three-day weekend and decided to get away from our stifling apartment. We used our frequent flier miles to fly to South Beach for the weekend. He's been whoring out his asshole for a little over a year now, and has taken countless POZ loads. Sharing his sweet pussy with strangers really gets both of us off, especially when they may be POZ. We arrived at our hotel, checked in, unpacked, and showered. Before changing into our trunks, I ate his ass for a long while and lubed it up just in case anyone should want a piece of it. We hopped in the rental car and headed north to a gay beach I had read about online. There were other guys around, all clothed, shit, but lots of space between people sitting in the sand. We staked out our spot and raced to the water. As soon as we were waist deep, I kissed my boy all over, stuck my hands in his shorts, and started fingering his hole. After splashing around for a few minutes, we returned to our towel to relax. I suggested my boy hop out of his trunks and relube just in case the seawater had washed it out. He grinned wickedly. He reached into his bag and pulled out the lube, as well as a big dildo he likes to use to loosen his hole up before parties. Although I kept my shorts on, my cock was already hard and I knew there would be a wet spot seeping through the nylon as I began to ooze precum. With my boy on his back, fingering his hole and teasing it with the tip of the dildo, I kept an eye out for guys who might want in on this. After a few minutes, an older balding greek-looking guy with a furry chest and a bit of a belly hanging over his speedos approached. His jaw dropped. As he got closer, he slowed down. We're never picky about who gets their cock in my boy's hole, so my boy kept up the show. The guy stopped and pulled down his shorts enough to show a tiny cock with even tinier balls. He walked closer and knelt down. I reached for his dick, and I guess it freaked him out. As soon as I wrapped my hand around his dick, he came instantly. I scooped his load up in my hand as he snapped the waistband up over his pitiful little dick and ran away. Oh well. More free lube, the best kind. I pulled the dildo out of my boy's hole and slicked it up with the geek guy's cum and shoved it back it. My boy kept his show on as I worked my dick through my shorts. After what seemed like hours, a real hottie in long board shorts strolled into view. He was tanned with wavy brown hair and a bit of curly chest hair spread across his wide pecs. I though, damn, a fine body like that and he's hiding most of it with those long shorts! He slowed down as he passed by, smirked, and kept walking. Another one got away. By now, my dick was aching to cum. I slipped off my shorts, rolled my boy over onto his knees and started eating out his hole. As I was about to slide in, out of the corner of my eye, I saw that our stud had returned. I repositioned myself to slide my cock into my boy's slobbering mouth. I leaned forward and spread my boy's asscheeks, inviting the handsome stranger to dive in. The stranger got down on his knees and spit onto his fingers, then inserting one then two in my boy's stretched hole. The stranger fumbled with the laces on his boardshorts until they were loose enough to pull his impressive uncut cock out. He pulled his fingers out of my boy's hole and spit again, lubing up his cock. He slid in slowly as my boy moaned on my dick. With each thrust, the stranger picked up his pace and with each thrust, the shorts fell lower and lower around his hips. I could now see his beautiful hairy balls slapping against my boy's slutty ass. The stranger hadn't spoken a word, and seemed to be having a good time. He slid all the way in and then paused. He looked up at me, his gorgeous green eyes filled with lust. He asked, with a sexy indeterminate European accent, “Are you certain you are okay with this? Can I give him my cum?” “Hell, yes!” I replied. By then the stranger's boardshorts were puddled around his knees. My boy was backing up now to meet each raw thrust. I saw a red cross on the stranger's right thigh. “Swiss?,” I asked. “Yes. And POZ.” Fuck yeah. That's what I like!!!! My boy pulled his velvety lips off of my cock and swung his head around to catch a glimpse of this sexy Swiss stud for the first time and began pleading, “Please give me your load. Please. Please.” The stranger didn't respond with a word, but picked up his pace, working his dick all the way in, then pulling almost all the way out, then slamming forward. Over and over and over. Finally, with beads of sweat running down his beautiful chest, he lunged forward and groaned. I knew he was planting a toxic load deep in my boy's raw vulnerable hole. I couldn't help from cumming instantly. My load landed all over my boy's face and in his gaping mouth as he fisted his own hardon, spurting his juice all over the towel beneath him. The stranger smiled and pulled up his shorts over his sticky still-hard cock, said “Thank you,” and simply walked away. I dove into my boy's sticky pussy, puffy and red from its abuse. I fingered out a bit of cum, lapped it up onto my tongue, spun my boy around, and kissed him, passing the stranger's POZ cum into his mouth. I was tempted to go back for more, but wanted to leave some to simmer up there, keeping him loose and slick for more action, just in case.
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I went to the bath house in St. Louis and had one of the most prolific evenings of my life. I was in the steam room when I spotted a young Stud in the back corner, one leg upon the bench. I walked up behind him and rubbed his Butt, and he begged me to fuck him. I didn't even bother removing my 0-gauge PA (Prince Albert)*. My Dick is pretty average; but every time that Steel hit his Prostrate, he went wild. I obliged by dumping 2 Charged Loads up his Ass and let him shoot his Jizm down my throat. I'm such a cupcake—letting guys to do me like that. A Top who'd been watching me approached and inquired if I were POZ and into Gifting. "Yeah and usually," I replied. He relayed that his betrothed, quite the Tramp, was, at that very moment, was down in the Maze taking all Givers. He figured the only way to keep him faithful was to give him "the Gift" before someone else got to him first. "I love him very much," was his subterfuge. "I don't want to hurt him, just corral him in a bit." "Sure," I smirked. "I had a Lover like that once." "What happened to him?" "Died of AIDS." “Well, I guess, that’s a risk I’ll have to take.” Thinking I might as well make a game of such an onerous task, I invited him to lie face down, warning that I needed to loosen up that tight Ass of his. "Might sting a tad since you usually Top." "Let’s get it over with." I swabbed my mitt in KY Jelly (the only lube I had at hand). Before the shit could dry, I plowed my fist into his unsuspecting Ass. He clenched his teeth and bit down hard on the pillow as I began to twist within. With dispassionate disinterest I surveyed his torment, and concluded that (Surprise! Surprise!) I was enjoying myself. After all, he'd volunteered, and had much worse in store for the unsuspecting paramour he professed to love. As I'd hoped, my hand came out coated with his Shit and Blood. I raised my forearm and thrust my defiled fingers to his turgid Lips. "Now, you dirty Fucker, if you really want to POZ your Bud, lick it off. Lick it all off, and then I'll fuck you good." He did. After washing Shit and Blood from my Prick, I prowled the halls till 10 P.M. I found a hot young Twink, lying on his stomach, pretending to sleep. I rode his Ass for 20 minutes before he woke up and begged for my Cum. Before I shot I told him I had to know his age since I'm not into kids. He claimed he was 21, which I doubt. But if he'd lied it was okay—cause I'd lied too—about my Status. I really worked his Hole good with my 0-gauge PA. Back in my room I got fucked by 2 Fags who left my door wide open for all to see. The cunts were Lovers in their mid-thirties and also POZ. They tag-teamed my Hole while other horny Dudes came by to use my oral cavity as Sewer for their Piss and Cum. By the time I hit the parking lot I'd taken 5 loads up the Ass and 7 down my throat, including 2 of drunken Piss. I staggered out of there just after midnight; and when I exited the car, a big gray ring of Cum and Piss had permeated my briefs and sweats to drench the car seat .- 2 replies
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Till now I haven't posted much cause I hadn't done anything worth posting. I stayed home, cooked and cleaned, while Boyfriend went to work. I didn't fuck around. But then I came across this website and got antsy. Yeah—my Cock began to twitch. I never thought I'd cheat on him. It was only a fantasy thing. I never thought I'd go through with it. My Boyfriend and I were monogamous. We'd both tested NEG. Okay, I confess. Because of me, we're not monogamous anymore, and maybe no longer NEG. I found this guy's ad on Bareback Sex. At first what caught my eye was his proximity. Just 3 blocks away. And Asian, too! I've always had a thing for Orientals. And judging from his pic, a hot Dude, too! I'm sure I'm not the first bored housewife to be swayed by a pretty face. I figured I'd just run over there for half an hour. A little nooky on the side—Nothing Unsafe. I'd take a Condom. Anything to get these fuckin' fantasies outta my head. My BF and I have been together for two years. During that time, I hadn't had sex with any other guy. Monogamy is not all it's cracked up to be. A lot of married guys will tell you that. The only thing monogamy has to offer is security—a false sense of security at that. How I salivated for another Cock between my Lips—another Dick to stretch my Pussy. I guess psychologically I stopped being monogamous long ago. So I im'd the Dude. Five minutes later he im'd me back. I was so aroused I couldn't think straight. I was out of the door a minute later. I didn't even leave Lover Boy a note. I almost sprinted over there. He was even hotter than I imagined. He lived with two other guys, but they weren't home. We made small talk. He told me about himself. Half Chinese, half Filipino. He liked volleyball. He unzipped his pants and started playing with himself. I got on my knees and pulled down his shorts. I didn't feel guilty. I knew we'd get it off in a few minutes. I'd flush both the Condom and my indiscretion down the drain. Boyfriend would never be the wiser. I deep-throated him till I turned red. "LIKE THAT?" he asked. In response I licked his Nuts. I tried to edge my tongue toward his Hole, but he pulled me back. I'm so turned on by forceful men! He reached down and held Poppers beneath my nose. My head began to swim as I bobbed up and down on his turgid Tool. Slobber and Precum drooled down my chin. He eased me to the floor and stripped off my shorts and briefs. He jacked my Dick. "I'M GONNA FUCK YOU NOW," intoned the Asian. I looked into his eyes and saw the Lust. He knew I had a Boyfriend and didn't care. He grabbed my Condom and rolled it on. For the first ten minutes, he fucked me fully-sheathed. His Dick collided with my Prostate. I was seeing stars. I hadn't been fucked like that in years. Then he pulled out and rolled the slimy Latex off. "DAMN FUCKER RIPPED!" I was out of breath...the Poppers...everything was blurry; but it looked okay to me. "Got another?" "Nope. Don't worry. I'm totally safe. Hope you are, too. UP ON YOUR KNEES!" I did as I was told—Ass up—shoulders down. "Now spread those Cheeks!" Hungry fingers probed my Mancunt. He licked a digit and rammed it up my Pussy. His velvet tongue massaged my Hole. I moaned. Again and again he lapped my Rosebud then burrowed in deep. I imagined him leaving bite marks on my Asslips like my BF left Hickeys on my neck. His tongue darted in and out for what seemed like an eternity. I was in Paradise. He lined his fat Cock up with my damp Pussy and drove it home. I'd never felt so good in all my life! My BF's bareskinned Rod had never penetrated me so deep! I was like putty in his hands. I couldn't have denied him anymore than I can coherently describe the conflicting feelings of Lust and Fear I felt. My eyeballs rolled back as he ravaged me—savagely—for half an hour. I'd never been fucked like that in all my life! But my complicity was evident—and if something other than NEG came out of him, I knew I was as responsible as he. Periodically he pulled out until only his Dickhead skewered my Mancunt. He spat on his Prick, then pile-drove back in. Passion obliterated any rational concerns, and neither of us mentioned Condoms again, Still I considered what might happen if he came in me. He might not even know he was diseased. So I begged him, "PLEASE PULL OUT!" To my surprise, he did. Still prone, I rolled over on my back. Before I could say anything, he rose astride me, jacked his Shaft, and blew his Load all over my face and shirt. Without touching myself my own Cream squirted onto my chest and neck. Cum was everywhere. I told him I needed to clean up. He pointed to the bathroom. Awkwardly I stood taking a leak, my shorts and briefs in hand. I rinsed my face and wiped as much Cum off my shirt as possible. I prayed I'd make it home before BF did. Then I noticed three prescription bottles atop an issue of POZ Magazine. It didn't strike me till I was on the street. Not just the magazine was POZ! I worried my ass off all that night and the next morning. Then after Boyfriend went to work I got online. After much consideration, I decided on a course of action. I emailed the Asian, thanking him for yesterday, gave him my address and phone number, and told him to cum by anytime my BF was at work. ----- The last two nights, my Boyfriend fucked me twice, and both times I shut my eyes and imagined it was HIM. I pretended I was back in HIS room feeling HIS wet Cock slide up my raw Pussy. I jacked my Dick and licked my lips and moaned. Then when my Boyfriend creamed in me, I imagined it was HIM shooting up my Ass. So I emailed HIM in the morning, after Boyfriend left for work. That afternoon, he wrote me back. I'd been checking email every hour, hoping to hear from HIM. "How about we meat tonight? My roommates will be out. " My Dick got rock hard when I read that; but Boyfriend would be home at seven. I had to cook. Disheartened I lit a cig then stomped it out. This would never work. If I turned HIM down, I might never hear from him again. He'd regard me as a tease and forget about me. I wrote him back. I explained that I couldn't leave the house because Boyfriend and I watch movies Tuesday nights. But I assured him that I'd do ANYTHING to have his Asian Cock back up my Ass. Two minutes later he emailed me back. He told me he'd cum right over and I could suck his Cock. He could be here in 5 minutes and we'd be done in 15. Plenty of time to fuck around before BF got home. How I was tempted! But I remembered the Meds and POZ Magazine. They had to belong to one of his roommates. The Meds couldn't have been his. Otherwise, why would he have fucked me bareback after I told him I was NEG. So I wrote him back and told him to cum over. He looked even better than before. His hair was gelled back, and he had pierced eyebrows. He mumbled pleasantries I didn't hear, for I was concentrating on his crotch and the hair protruding from beneath his Tee. "I knew you'd want my Dick again." I glanced at the computer screen as I was taking off my pants. Boyfriend had instant-messaged me, but I couldn't read it from afar. I hoped he wasn't telling me he was coming home early. He pulled off his shorts and folded them beside him. He was sitting nude on Boyfriend's sofa. I'd never cheated like this before—never had anyone over for sex. I crawled between his legs and sucked his Mushroom Head. HE jacked his Shaft against my face and pressed his Cockhead to my nostrils. The odor made me so fucking horny I swallowed his Nuts—BIG, HAIRY, CUM-FILLED NUTS! I knelt to lick his feet. Instead he got up and wandered to the bedroom. "I WANNA FUCK YOUR ASS!" I considered the risk—how BF might walk in on us—how HE was gonna fuck me raw and how unsafe that was. I had to stay healthy cause Boyfriend was healthy. But as these missives cascaded through my mind, I climbed on the bed and offered HIM my Ass. I pointed to the Lube, but he spat on his Shaft and pushed his Poison Rod right up my Mancunt. I moaned so loudly I feared the neighbor's might suspect I was being crucified. I was enslaved. My face was up against my Boyfriend's pillow. I could smell him. I was on our bed getting fucked bareback by a STRANGER who might very well be POZ. "Nice Pussy—just for me," he taunted. "Cummy little Pussy. Wonder if yer Boyfriend knows yer spreadin' it around. Think he'd be pissed? No matter. What BF don't know won't hurt him." HE held Poppers beneath my nose. One minute...two... I was almost incoherent. Time was no longer of the essence. I told HIM I was HIS. I felt like a woman about to be INSEMINATED. HE pulled out, crawled up my body, and blew his Load directly in my eyes. Spurt after Spurt obscured my vision. GOD, HOW THAT STUNG! Panicked I grabbed the bed sheet to rub my eyes. I gradually refocused to see him grinning down at me. "Sorry, Stud. Guess I'm a little rusty. That was a real Cum Bath I just gave you. You okay?" Alarms went off as I recalled the mucous membranes were a portal for the Bug. Cum blotches soiled my Boyfriend's pillow. I'd have to change his pillowcase before he got home. HE called me his Good Little Whore and left. That night Boyfriend fucked my Ass. I wondered if he noticed I was looser than I used to be. Did he suspect I was sharing my Hole with a Stranger's Prick? It made me hot to picture Boyfriend's Cock immersed in the wet and sticky Asian Jizm up my Cunt. I wrote the GUY in the a.m. letting HIM know I was available. HE im'd me back asking how things had gone with BF after he left. I replied in depth, sparing no succulent detail, how BF had creamed my Ass while I fantasized it was HIM. Actually I had this crazy fantasy of the ORIENTAL DUDE fucking my Boyfriend—crazy cause my Boyfriend never gets fucked--never sucks--doesn't eat Ass. Only fucks and lets me slurp on his NEG Cock. But last night, I’d imagined the ASIAN plying my BF with Weed and Poppers, then pinning him and raping his Sweet Ass in front of me. I wished the fantasy were true, EVEN IF THE FUCKER TURNED OUT POZ! "That so?" replied the Oriental incredulous. "You got a pic?" "A pic?" I asked, not comprehending. "Of your BF." "Yeah, sure." I rummaged through "My Documents" and came up with several pics of him and me at the beach last summer . Did you ever do something and don't know why? I emailed him 3 pics of Boyfriend and annotated each with his private cell phone number. I never heard from HIM again. This story has an epilogue. I finally figured out whose Meds they were. Two weeks later I got sicker than a dog and was laid up for a week. Boyfriend stayed home from work to nurse me "back to health." I thought it was the flu, but I was wrong. I never told my Boyfriend though. We continued to fuck raw. Then shortly after I "got well," Boyfriend started working late. He chalked it up to making up for being off, but I knew better. My suspicions were confirmed when I jogged past the Oriental's building and Boyfriend's car was there. I felt a little hurt at first that the Oriental had used my Ass just long enough to POZ my Butt and gain access to Boyfriend—though I admit I got my jollies in return. But mostly it was relief I felt cause BF and I were once again on equal terms.
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Adam was a hot young man, dark brown hair, slim tight body, and boyish looking. My Bud and I noticed him at the Club a year ago. Watching him and his partner dance, we couldn't figure out if they were Lovers or just good friends. Alan, my best friend, was totally smitten with the Boy and vowed, that by the end of the evening, Adam would be his. “Nonsense!” I dismissed Alan's prediction out of hand. Now don't get me wrong. My Pal's a real hunk—tall, dark and handsome, mid-20's, and, incidentally, POZ—but sometimes a little arrogant. So I assumed my best I'm-from-Missouri pose, and leaned back as Al approached the Boy. Now Alan's a great dancer, with natural style and grace. And as he started grooving, guys turned to check him out—including Adam. The Boy gave my Bud the once-over and returned the Alan’s flashy smile. The Kid's dancing partner grew testy at Adam's flirtatiousness and stormed out the door. My friend smiled again at Adam, and soon they were dancing real close. Al whispered in his ear, and they headed to the bar. Several drinks later they came over to the table. "If you don't mind, think I'll call it a night," Al winked, as he wrapped his arm round Adam's waist. Leaning over, he whispered, "Call me in a day or two, and I'll tell you how it all came out." So what happened next? I waited 48 hours to ring up my Bud. He said that the Kid was pretty inexperienced, but loved to booze it up. After a few drinks, some Ecstasy and Crystal—not to mention Viagra to keep him hard, the Youth was perfectly disposed for the ritual ahead. I asked my Pal why he'd given Adam so much shit. He replied he wanted the Kid fucked up enough so he wouldn’t chicken out. And what exactly did my Bud have in mind? Well, he ate out Adam's smooth Boy Cunt before fucking him with his fat Cock, using only spit for Lube. Then he fucked him good with progressively larger Dildos till the Latex came out bloody. By then The Kid was so doped up he didn't even notice. Alan proposed that, since the night was young, it'd be fun to hit the Baths. Adam replied he'd never been. "We'll soon take care of that." So off they traipsed—and stayed till Sunday afternoon. "And did Adam enjoy himself?" "You shoulda seen the Kid. A couple gave him grass on top of all the other shit, and it was "Open Season on Adam" night. Man, was his Cunt dripping! The Kid could hardly walk by the time I dropped him off at home.” And what of the Boyfriend who'd stormed out of the Club? After one humungous argument, they kissed and made up and settled back into a monogamous relationship. That lasted till Adam got real sick. Concerned, the BF insisted Adam see a Doc. The Doc suspected HIV and his test results were POZ. The Doc, who knew the two of them, tested BF, too. The latter also tested POZ and got a wee bit pissed. They split. Young Adam converted to a Top and became a fixture at the Baths. His sexy good looks and naturally seductive manner masked any indication of HIV. He and Alan became best of friends and team up each week on unofficial bareback night.
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Dave and I had been together over a year. At 42 he is older than am I. He has gray eyes, and is gorgeous. He's also POZ. We both are now. I remember our first date. I grabbed his package. I wanted him to pierce my Hole. He brushed my hand away. "We have to talk." "Not now. " I answered. "I need your Cum." "Steve," he replied, "I'm POZ . I don't want to infect you." Back then I was still NEG. For the next 11 months we did Safe Sex. He'd suck me raw; we did our fucking with a Condom. He even insisted I use a Rubber when I sucked him. I hated that. I told him so. I'd always barebacked, ever since I was 15. He was the only one I ever did Safe Sex with—because I loved him. I hated that. I couldn't stand that Latex barrier between us, and his sweet Cum being trapped and flushed. I told him I fantasized about converting. I couldn't take it anymore. I decided things would change—or else. That night I begged Dave to fuck me. He started playing with my Ass. I told him what I wanted. "NO RUBBERS. I want YOU Dave. I want your DNA in me. I want to forge a bond between us. If we don't do it raw tonight, I don't know what the future holds for us." He responded by sticking his finger up my Ass and pressing hard. I was practically foaming at the mouth. Abruptly he stood up. "Once it happens, there's no going back. You will be POZ, and it'll change your life. Yeah, I've fantasized about breeding you; but those were crazy, insane notions. "I've bred Bottoms before, but not like you. You're different. They were Sluts. They deserved the BUG. I didn't give a shit about them. But you.…" "Face it, Davie. I 'm a Slut, too. The Baths were practically my home before I met you. Too bad I didn't get GIFTED then. If you left your Seed in all those guys, then you can do the same for me. I'm telling you, I can't go on like this." I glanced at his crotch. His turgid Dick tented poignantly against his jeans. He looked so conflicted. I reached out and undid his zipper. Suddenly liberated, his Rod sprang out. Dave started to speak, but I dropped to my knees and sucked his Cock without a Rubber. Fuck, it was so good! Our perspiration, the mix of man smells, and my own insidious craving drove me wild. All Dave could do was moan. I reveled in his dripping Jizm. Charged—did it taste different? Or was it me? Who cared? I was in heaven. I sucked him fast and furious. Dave began to thrust his hips. He held my cheeks and fucked my face. "Suck me, Queer!" he yelled. "Lube it for your Ass!" I led him to the bedroom and yanked off my clothes. He kicked off his and tossed them on the floor. Dave reached for a Rubber. "NO!" I said. "I can't fuck you raw, Stevie. I love you." "Then show me, please. Put your Cock in me and fill me with your Jizz. That's what I want. POZ ME!" I pleaded. He rubbed his Cock along my Crack. I felt him dripping. 'Fuck!' I thought. "At last he's gonna breed me!" I almost shot my Load right then. He spat on his Shaft, butted up against my Pussy, and pressed on in. He reached for his Poppers and took three big hits. He handed me the bottle. As I raised it to my nose, I felt his Cock pop in. He was in me. Raw—at last! After all the Dick I'd taken—always wondering if I'd convert. Another raw Cock, and no more wondering. I whiffed the Poppers. Apprehensively, Dave began to fuck me—slow and gentle. "I can't. We got to stop," he chanted, but kept up a steady pace. "Breed me Davie! Breed me like a Bitch. Make me your slave. Possess me. Give me your BUG! Please don't stop. Fuck my Hole! Give me your Jizm! POZ ME, please! Give me the GIFT!" Ambivalently Dave plowed my Hole at a steady pace. He stretched my Mancunt to the limit, and it began to hurt. If I asked him to lube my Ass, I might lose my chance. So I had to grin and bare it. 'Once I get POZ, we'll bareback ever after,' I comforted myself. Dave's breath grew labored as his Sack slammed against my Butt. "Give it to me, Davie. Breed my Ass!" Dave gulped and swallowed and huffed and puffed. "FUCK YOU, YOU SLUT! YOU WANT IT, DONCHA? YOU WANT MY GIFT? WELL, HERE IT IS—MY TOXIC SEED!" Then I felt it. My Ass flooded with his warmth. Finally! I've always been appreciative of Jizm--but that was special—the Bond that would unite us till death did us part. That was how I finally got POZZED. Dave spasmed many times, each ejaculation filling me with Cum. I shot and never touched myself. I stared at the Jizz soaking into the sheets beneath me. 'My last NEG Load,' I prophesied. A smirk crossed my face. I lay flat on the bed, my damp NEG Cum beneath my chest. Dave collapsed on top of me. He wept. "Oh God, Steve, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." I lay still beneath him, my back against his chest. I didn't feel remorse. I felt triumphant, for he had finally sated me. As his Cock softened and slipped out, Poison Jizm dripped down my Nuts. ‘Finally,’ I thought. 'Conversion at last! Thanks, Lord!' I prayed. "Thank you," I said to Dave. "This is the day I've been waiting for." We fucked all weekend. Dave became a Dirty Sex Pig. HIV does that to some; others grow impotent. He told me he wanted to be sure it took. He wanted so bad to make me happy.
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I tested POZ in April. My Lover and I went to the Clinic because we thought we had the Clap. Come to find out, my Lover had it; but I didn't. Nonetheless, they medicated both of us. I still think I had it, because it hurt to take a leak and nasty green shit was seepin' outta my Cock. We've both had it before, so we know what it's like. Two weeks later I got a call from the Clinic. They wanted me to come in again. Not surprisingly, I'd tested POZ, though my test results didn't show any Clap. I'd long suspected I had the BUG. I've barebacked for 10 years. One POZ guy told me I oughta get tested, but his advice went over my head. I travel for my job a lot; and I swear I've hit every bathhouse, bookstore, park, rest-and-truck-stop within 500 miles. I've spent entire weekends at the Baths and have taken 15 Loads a night. Sometimes my Lover won't touch me until I get prelubed with somebody’s Cum. So I wasn't surprised by my Status, although it did take me a few weeks to adjust. The goddamn ideologues at the Clinic caught me off guard. They coerced me into signing a statement that said I'd clue in my future cohorts in advance. They said I'd be committing a felony if I didn't. Bullshit! If I had it to do all over again, I'd tell ‘em to stuff it up their ass! That goddammed Counselor even demanded I reveal the names of all my sex partners for the last FIVE YEARS. I explained that in the Gay Scene, names are not a prerequisite. You just stick your Ass in the air and take what cums your way. When he found out I’d been married a decade ago, he made like he was gonna track her down and get her tested. Fine! Be my guest! Here in Arkansas, there was an article in the paper about a guy getting sentenced for intentionally infecting some Bitch with HIV; but I've never read about any man-to-man cases. That's cause here in the Bible Belt the Religious Right hope all of us Queers die of AIDS. I can assure them the feeling is mutual, to say the least. BTW, my Lover thinks my new Status is cool. We spent a weekend at the Midtown in Dallas. After taking six raw Cocks the first night, he plowed my Ass, which was lubed up with some real nasty Spooge. About 4:30 in the morning, he got it in his head he wanted to be fucked. He grabbed my Dick, jacked me a minute, then guided my POZ Dick up his Cunt. And the guy's normally tops! You better believe I made him beg for it before I bred his Ass. The moral of the story is: There's something in fuckin' Bug Juice induces a Fag to get fucked.
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One of the precepts of social protocol at the Baths is that it’s best NOT ask about Status. Yes, you may be asked to put on a Condom, but rarely will you be asked if you're POZ or NEG. It's generally assumed, erroneously so, that POZ guys will either seek out other POZ guys or do without. Case in point: I invited two hot Latino Boys to my room. They were Lovers, and had never done a three-way before. We started off sixty-nining, and the older one whispered that he'd love to see me fuck his BF. The BF in question was maybe five years younger, early twenties, slender, and really cute. I was all about tagging his Ass, so I mounted the Cunt. Just as I was about to slide in, he said, "Wait! Put on a Condom!" I tried to hide my vexation, and thought I could start with a Condom and slip it off later. But once I had the Rubber in place, the Kid changed his mind, and wouldn't let me fuck him at all. Frustrated, I made myself clear. "OK. I'm gonna to lie back and close my eyes. Either one of you climbs on my Dick, or there’s the door." The Older One eased his Cunt down on my rubber-coated Shaft. Though the Latex cut the sensation, he made a valiant effort, rocking back and forth on my Rod, as his nervous Lover looked on. While the Kid was distracted unscrewing his Poppers, the Boyfriend slipped off the Condom and pressed it into my palm. NOW THAT WAS MORE LIKE IT! I could feel his slimey Pussy milkin' my Death Stick. He whispered in my ear, "Bareback is Better!" and he didn’t know how right he was. We switched positions so that I was on Top fucking him Doggy style, and he leaned forward and whispered to his young Paramour that it was cool cause we were doing safe sex. The Youngster was getting fucked up on his Poppers, so he was slow to react when I pulled out of his Lover and plunged into him. Between his high from the Poppers and the exhortations of his Lover, he was more amenable to getting fucked than before. He made a few futile attempts to see if I was still sheathed; but his quick-witted Lover arrested his hand, assuring him I was okay. It didn't take long for the older Dude to shoot all over us, and my own Balls were tingling. I didn't let on as I began to spasm and spurt, so the Youth didn't have a clue I was breeding his Ass. To top it all off, I made a great show of toying with the discarded Rubber, like I was rolling it off. As they left, the Senior blew me a kiss. In response I ran my hand over his departing Butt. My lone regret was that I had only one LOAD to share between the two of them, and I hadn't bred the Elder, too.
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This was originally submitted to my old buds blog by BBVersTop (thiknjuicynow@yahoo.com) who described himself as follows... It’s driving me crazy, but I can’t hook-up this weekend because I have a nasty cold. At times like these, I can't complain. I have a great sex life, after all. So…in place of my weekly bathhouse visit, I thought I’d reflect on one of my most memorable encounters: Three-ways don’t always have the best results. They can be a mind-fuck if you’re with a couple in a LTR and wondering why you’re really there. Is one guy jealous cause you’re more into his partner then him? Around 6 years ago, I was invited to a couple’s house for a 4-way. I met one of the guys on the web and he said they only played together and they only played safe. That was OK with me. They were inviting a fourth guy, so I thought it could be fun. The fourth guy was someone new to the area that I had heard about from a friend of mine. He was slightly older than me, dark, Italian and hairy. I got to the couple’s place and they were both very friendly and down-to-earth. The younger of the two had an athletic appearance, medium height with light brown hair (I’ll call him Dave). The other guy was a little older than Dave, slightly shorter with dirty blond hair (I’ll call him Steve). We had drinks in their living room and talked while we waited for the fourth guy to arrive. The three of us made out – kissing and groping – while we waited. It looked like the fourth guy was going to be a no-show, but I didn’t mind because the chemistry between the three of us seemed to be good. But, the doorbell rang and he was there to join us (I’ll call him Mike). Mike took off his clothes and joined us. I started playing with Dave, while Mike played with Steve. I had great sexual chemistry with Dave. He was a good kisser (not the sloppy tongue down your throat kind, but the slow erotic kind) and I loved looking into his brown, puppy dog-eyes. We rolled around on the floor, kissing, stroking and taking turns sucking each other’s cocks. I was completely satisfied to play with Dave all night, but I looked over to see what Mike and Steve were doing. To my surprise, Steve was fucking Mike and they weren’t using a rubber. Bare sex was a completely new thing to me back then. I used to fuck my ex-boyfriend without rubbers, and it was great to be able to cum up his ass, but I don’t think I had been in this kind of situation before. It turned me on and I couldn’t take my eyes off of them. I heard Steve ask Mike “where do you want me to cum?” I don’t remember what Mike said, but Steve pulled out and shot his load all over Mike’s ass. I thought, “Damn, that was quick.” Steve quickly retired to the sofa, and then left the room, while Mike joined Dave and me on the floor. Mike said he wanted to watch Dave fuck me. I replied, “I don’t get fucked.” Mike asked why and I said “Well, my ass is really tight so it hurts when someone tries to fuck me – and I prefer to top any way.” Mike asked if I’d be willing to try. I wasn’t thrilled about the idea, but I was so into Dave that I decided to try. Mike said he was a nurse and he knew how to make sure I would enjoy it. I thought that was kind of weird, but I listened to what he had to say. Meanwhile, Dave was already putting a rubber on and lubing me up. I was on my back and Dave lifted my legs up and slowly inserted his cock head inside me. I didn’t think it was going to work because Dave had a long, thick cock. I started to play with my dick, hoping that I could handle it. Mike pushed my hand off my cock and just coaxed me into what was happening as Dave pushed himself inside me. I don’t remember exactly what Mike said to me, but before long I was enjoying the slow thrusts of Dave’s cock. After a while, I asked Dave to fuck me harder and he did. Then we switched positions and I sat on Dave’s cock. Then Mike slipped a rubber on and took a turn fucking me from behind. I was rock hard, dripping with pre-cum. I couldn’t get enough cock from these two hot guys. Mike pulled out and then I felt him slip Dave’s cock back inside me, but this time it was different. I could feel the heat of Dave’s cock. Mike moved around the floor to face me and smiled. His look said, “Isn’t that better? Now you’re getting fucked raw.” I was so turned on. I looked down at Dave and the look in his eyes made it obvious that he was getting close to cumming. He bucked his hips faster and I could hear him breathing harder. I couldn’t hold back any more, so I pulled on my cock and shot a huge load of jizz all over Dave’s chest. Then I lifted myself off Dave’s cock and Dave shot his load all over my ass. I moved behind Mike and played with his ass until he shot his load all over Dave, too. I always look back and remember this experience as my first, real bareback encounter. I still think about what would've happened if I had let Dave and Mike both cum inside me. I exchanged numbers with Mike that night. He moved out of the area, but I got together with him again when I visited his city on business. I’ve had lots of great bareback experiences since then, both as a top and as a bottom, but words can’t express how great Dave and Mike were that night.
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I just returned from a short trip to P-Town where I was looking for a house to rent this summer for myself and a few friends. I know this is a late time to be looking but we just got together and decided it would be fun to try and get one. After going to a few different real estate agencies and finding nothing, I decided to take a break and get some lunch. I had a great lunch at the Lobster Pot where after speaking with a really cute waiter I was informed of another agency I hadn't tried. He told me to go there and ask for Keith and to tell him that Manuel had sent me. What did I have to loose? I found the agents office and walked in and asked for Keith. The woman at the front desk instructed me to go outside and walk around the side of the building where I would find the entrance to his office which I did. I walked in and there was Keith, tall, thin, bald and HOT! He was probably in his late 30's or early 40's and a really nice guy. I told him I was at the Lobster Pot and that Manuel had told me to come over and see him. I explained what I was looking for, a two bedroom, 2 bathroom unit that was close enough to walk to Commercial Street. He had the perfect place for me and to prove to me how close it was to walk he said we could walk over and look at it now, hopefully we could get there before it started raining. One block away from the house, the rain started pouring down and we both got soaked! The house was exactly what I was looking for, close walk, two bedrooms and baths and a lot of privacy thanks to tall wooden fences. Because we were both wet, Keith said we should check out the master bedroom first because there were lot's of towels in the master bathroom. When we got there, it was unreal! A king sized bed with a ceiling fan over it to keep you cool and a bathroom with a shower that ran the entire wall and had 4 shower heads. It looked like the shower from a gym. We used a couple of towels and dried ourselves off quickly. While we were standing there I really needed to take a leak and asked if he would mind. The smile on his face showed me it was fine with him and he said it was as long as he could watch. I undid my belt and opened my pants and let my wet dick out. Already starting to grow from the excitement of Keith watching it was hard to get started but once I did there was no stopping me. As a thick stream of yellow piss came flowing out Keith reached over and held onto my dick for me, placing one finger into the flow and then tasting it with his mouth. I was getting harder by the second and wound up finishing with a full hard on. Instead of closing my pants when I was done, I kicked off my shoes and lowered my pants to make it easy to remove them. Once they were off I walked into the bedroom and got on the bed asking Keith if he was going to join me. I didn't have to ask twice. He was naked very fast and on the bed. We were both about the same size, 7" long and normal thickness but Keith had a much bigger head on his dick than I did. He quickly went down on me and started sucking my dick, working his tongue nicely as he sucked and getting me too close to cumming. I worked him into a 69 position and told him to raise himself up and over my head so he could sit on my face. I love sucking on a hot mans ass and Keith had a fantastic one. Although he was bald and his body was pretty hairless, he had an extremely hairy ass which turned me on even more. I slowly started to eat his ass, running my tongue up and down the entire crack, making shorter strokes each time and working my way until I was just licking his pink hole. Keith was moaning like a mad man, begging me to stick my tongue all the way into him. As my tongue worked his hole, getting deeper and deeper with each thrust he sucked my dick and then worked his way to my balls and my asshole. I loved the way his tongue felt on my hole, he teased it and then shoved it in as far as he could. I wanted to fuck him so bad! I removed my tongue from his hole and started fingering him. The first finger in got a loud moan from Keith and I asked if he liked what I was doing. He said yes but that he needed more. I inserted a second finger and then a third and asked if he wanted my cock instead - if he wanted me to fuck him hard. Keith climbed off of me and got onto the bed on his knees, lifting his ass as high in the air as he could and begging me to fuck him. I ate his ass a little more to make sure it was nice and wet and then worked my cock into him. His ass wasn't virgin but it was pretty tight and it felt so good sliding my cock in and out. I knew I wouldn't last long. I told him I was going to fuck him hard and cum pretty quick but not to worry, that wouldn't be the end of it. I had one little surprise left for him. One thing that turns me on even more than a hot, hairy hole is to fuck a man, cum in his ass and then have him sit on my face and let me eat my own cum out of him. I reached down and felt Keith's fat cock head and it was covered with pre-cum. I think he really liked this idea. I rammed my cock into him as fast and hard as I could and shot a heavy load, my entire body shaking as I came. Keith was moaning louder and his cock was getting thicker in my hand. I pulled out of him and laid down, directing Keith to sit on my face. I stuck my tongue into his slippery hole and could taste my cum, salty and hot. He pushed gently and the cum just flowed out into my mouth. I ate it and enjoyed it. Keith was jerking off while I was eating my cum out of his ass and when he got close to cumming he quickly turned around and fed me a nice heavy load of cum. My mouth was filled with his cum and mine. I found out that Keith and Manuel were lovers and had been together for 7 years. He told me how much Manuel would have enjoyed this, how he loved having his ass eaten. Needless to say, I took this house and made a deal with Keith that him and Manuel would meet me there the first day so that I could eat both of thier asses, then Manuel and I could both fuck Keith, cum in his ass and I would eat it all out of him. I can't wait to see them both on the bed, asses raised and ready for my tongue.
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This happened to me not long ago. I am a personal trainer for a chain of fitness centers. The President and VP asked me to help represent them at a fitness conference in Dayton, Ohio. It was a 3 day thing but I could only be there the 2nd and 3rd day, and they got me a room at the Hampton Inn (which if anyone is familiar with the Dayton area, the Hampton is in front of the Holiday Inn, where they were staying..they are kinda like on the same property and a walk connects the two.) Fortunately, I wasn't in their motel cause it was booked. The conferences are the normal bullshit where you can take in different seminars, but mostly a place where manufacturers of equipment try to get your club to buy from them....from free weights to machines. I was there to checkout new equipment for our clubs. I go to the conference and am wearing dress slacks and a tight short sleeve white kinda polo shirt with our centers' logo on it...and it's the kind that shows your bi's and tri's...since you work your ass off to get them big and cut, and I have a celtic design around one bi that you could see. I checked in with the pres and vp and told them I was going to checkout some of the displays of equipment and would join them for dinner. I am going down one of the aisles and kinda glanced across from the booth I was at and could see 2 in shape dudes checking me out. I also noticed their machines and their banner, and it is one line of machines we use. I walked over and the 2 dudes walk up to me and I can see their eye contact wasn't on my eyes, but were checking out my body. They both smiled and shook hands and one kinda took hold of my delt with one hand and shook with the other. One was Jon 24, and the other was David 23. Both were masculine and in shape, smaller than me but nicely cut, toned, tanned...one had short blonde hair, the other military short brown hair, and shit we all had blue eyes. They gave me the typical greeting to sell your clubs machines for sure...BUT, both Jon and David seemed much more complimentary on my build than other reps at other booths, asking me how long I have been lifting, and complimenting me on my tan and checking out my one tat on my bicep. I checked out their new models of machines and tried a couple and as I did I could see Jon (who I later called Jon Boy), looking down at me when I was laying on the bench and he definitely was checking out my crotch rather than giving me the ole fucking sales pitch that they all do. Our eyes caught and I winked at him, and he winked back. Fuck I was thinking that this little shit has one hot little ass I would like to split....for sure!!!!!!!!!! After maybe 15 minutes I was pretty convinced they were boyfriends or close friends...no doubt. I got up and they were madly putting a packet of brochures together ad their business cards to give me. David then said "Bill...Jon and I would like you to be our guest at a reception our company is hosting," at the Holiday Inn suite. I said I would try to stop in but wasn't sure cause I had to hit a couple other suites for receptions with the Pres. and VP. They about bagged me, and said "Well, if you can't make it could we take you for drinks afterwards?" I told them I would try to make it. It was about 10 am at that point and wasn't real sure of all the places I had to stop and mingle with salesmen. Jon then added " Bill how about joining us for lunch too on our company of course?" I smiled and said it would be nice but I had to do lunch with the Pres and VP. See...it was strange that they didn't invite them ALSO, cause 99% of the time they don't give a shit...the more the better to wine and dine AND sell too!!! But, Jon and David didn't. They asked where I was staying and what room and asked if they could try reaching me there later and I said sure I would be back probably about 5 to get a shower and ready for the receptions. It turns out that they too were staying at the Hampton and on the same fucking floor! Later I changed, met with my people in their room at the Holiday Inn and said I had a couple trainer buddies I wanted to hook with before going to the receptions and they said no problem and I gave my input on a couple of new machines I would like to see in the clubs...normal chit chat. They were meeting with a man and woman who they had worked with in Florida at a chain years ago, and that was cool with me.....I was on my own!!!!!! I went to 3 suites, made the appearance had one drink and made a couple committments to test some equipment out in our clubs if we could reach a price, which they would have to discuss with the VP of purchasing. Then I went to Jon and David's suite. I walked in, and there were maybe 20 or 30 people there sampling the food and drinks, and the rest Jon and David's staff were there trying to convince other club reps to BUY!! I was talking to a visitor and feel a hand on my back and it was Jon, and David right next to him and they both said they were really hoping I would stop in. They brought me a drink and I got some shrimp and we were in a corner talking mainly about our workouts. David, said he and Jon wanted to call my room but didn't to see if I would go out for drinks after their reception. I asked "Why didn't you?" They both kinda smiled at each other and Jon said "We didn't want to scare you away." I laughed and looked at him and let my eyes roam to his cute ass obviously and said " Trust me you wouldn't scare me away." They laughed, and I looked at David and said " You either." So Jon says "Then you will join us for drinks...we only have a half hour left here?" I smiled and said sure. David kinda put his hand on the back of my lower back and we walked over to meet his President and the normal boring chit chat about how great their equipment is. We meet in the lounge and Jon who is real cute but masculine too, orders drinks and when David went to the John he said "Bill can I tell you something?" I said "Sure Jon Boy."....that's the first time I called him that. He said "I really like that name," and I just said "Cool." He said "You have a great build." I was flattered and thanked him and I just said "Couldn't you tell that to me in front of David,?" and kinda laughed, and he kinda was nervous and said that he could but didn't want to embarass me. I said fuck he wasn't embarassing me and appreciated it. He was getting pretty loose and said he wanted to be my size. I said he looked great and I liked his size. I KNEW the score by then and said "Jon Boy, you have a great ass man." He was all smiles and said "Damn you don't know how much I was hoping you would notice!" I said "Notice?...fuck man your ass gave me a bone thinking about it in the shower." Dave was almost back to the table when Jon said "Oh fuck that's hot!" Dave smiled and asked what was going on and I told him Jon had a great ass, and he winked at me and told me "THAT I know!" FINALLY the two start opening up and telling me they are lovers and love 3 ways....I am all ears of course. I told them I thought 3 ways were hot, and Jon is just looking at my pecs and arms and smiling at me. I said I would have to be getting back to the room soon, and Jon asked me to wait a minute while he and David went up to pay the bar tab. I thought it was kinda unusual since we had a waitress and she hadn't brought a bill over yet. They both walked back shortly and said they wanted to walk up to the motel with me, and I said that would be cool. On the way outside, Jon...who had about 2 more drinks than David and I...said "Bill I have to ask you...did you catch me watchin you on the bench today?" I laughed and said sure I had, and he said "I could tell you are big," and I smiled and said well "You mean muscle right?" He said "No...I mean yeah...but not THOSE muscles," (looking my pecs and arms while he talked. I said "Jon Boy...believe me man I have plenty enough muscle...for the BOTH of you." David just said "Oh God," and kinda leaned onto Jon's shoulder as we turned into the lobby up to the elevators. Someone pushed the UP button and we get in and it starts to move and Jon just starts playing with my pecs through my shirt with one hand and presseds "STOP" button with the other. The fucker immediately stops and kinda jerks. I said "What the fuck you doing Boy?" and laughing. He then leans into my chest and Dave reaches over to put his hand on my abs. I didn't resist of course but was concerned about the fucking elevator stopping and setting of an alarm at the front desk. I told them, and David looks at me and says, "Bill I talked with Jon in the Bar about his wanting to fulfill a fantasy tonight, that we discussed early in the day when we came back here to our room." I smile and ask what is it, and he said, "Jon wants fucked in an elevator." I smile and said "Shit I will plow his hot little ass in a New York minute...but won't someone know we stopped the fucking elevator?" Jon is in my shirt already moaning, and David says, "No we tried it today, and found out that it doesn't set off an alarm...so we are safe." I said "Fuck then let's do it man!!!" Jon pulled my shirt off and was chowin down on my pecs and groaning while I reached down and grabbed his hot little ass. David, was on his knees in seconds unbuttoning my pants and had my cock out in record time...then I could feel his hot wet mouth takin my big head in and my 9" growin in his fucking mouth. Now David moaned and slowly went down on my cock till his mouth was plastered into my bush and he fucking choked on my cock. I just pushed his head onto it harder till he gagged and raised up and my precum hanged from his chin and his tanned handsome face was flush from getting no air and he went down on it again to my balls and I pushed his head even harder this time. He choked so hard this time, my precum and spit flew out from around my cock into my bush as he came up for air. Jon Boy's hot tongue licked down my love trail to where his boyfriend's mouth was stretched around my cock and was waiting for his turn. David came up for air gasping, and my 9" was covered with precum and spit and was dripping from it when Jon Boy went down on it right away and he too gagged and groaned as I slid back in his throat. I guess I was too involved fucking David's throat to notice Jon Boy had shed his sports coat and shirt, but he was half naked now and so was David as Jon Boy choked on my cock and when he pulled half way up my shaft I could see the spit hanging down his chin...some dropping on his pecs and some on the floor. David was on his knees bent down under my balls licking my balls as Jon Boy chowed down. I looked down as they fucking groaned and Jon Boy tried swallowing the precum as he come up off the head for a second. I could see both David and Jon Boy had VERY nice asses and THEN I decided I want to plow them BOTH...not just Jon Boy. I reached down, and slid my hands down each of their backs to the sweet crack just below their tan lines as they both worked my cock and balls. I pulled David's head up and said " I am going to plow your boyfriend now man." He winked as Jon Boy just moaned around my cock when he heard me, and I said "AND I am going to fuck your sweet little ass too bud!" He looked at me and said "Oh man I don't think I can take your big cock Bill." I said "Both or none man...take your choice." Jon Boy pulled off my cock and played with muscle in my abs and looked at David and said "Oh Dave I have to have his cock in me...PLEASE!!!!!" David asked Jon Boy...."Shit man did you bring the poppers?" Jon Boy said "Oh yeah right here in my coat," and scrambled for them. David then put his hand around my hard wet cock slowly stroking looking up at me, and said "Ok man, but be easy on me...I usually don't get fucked." I smiled, and said something like I would be easy....BUT, I knew once I was in that firm tight little bubble butt, I would have to plow him so he knew he was being fucked by a real man!!! Both of them pulled my pants off as I stood up and they shed their pants and David went down on me again, while Jon Boy's hot mouth was buried in one of my arm pits licking and moaning and I could feel his rock hard cock and abs against my thigh. Then I reached around and stuck one finger up Jon Boy's tight little ass. He groaned and I could feel his mancunt push back onto my hand and I stuck another one in and he gasped as I pushed hard. He bent down to get the poppers and uncapped and I kept my 2 fingers in him as he sniffed deep and just as he did I pushed 3 fingers in him hard and he yelled "Oh God Bill fuck me man!!" I pushed fucking hard and kept them there as his body tensed up totally on my thigh and David looked over with his mouth full of my cock and moaned. I pulled all my fingers out and Jon Boy kinda whimpered and I reached down and slowly stuck one into David and he really yelped loud and tried pulling off, but I pushed in harder. He choked on my cock and came up off it as Jon Boy got on his knees to take turns sucking me as I finger fucked his boyfriend. Jon Boy held the poppers up to David and he inhaled deep and I stuck a second finger in David and this time he moaned and said "Oh fuck man!!!!!! Fuck me!!!!" I needed NO fucking invitation and started stroking in him and he fucking loved it. He whimpered and Jon Boy held the poppers up again and he sniffed and I pushed harder and David threw his head back and moaned fucking deep. I pulled my fingers out and pulled Jon Boy's chin up to tell him "Boy, I am going to fuck that pretty ass now man." He just got up and said "Fuck me Bill I need your big cock man....fuck me hard." I leaned him against the elevator wall. Again I asked them "You sure this damn thing don't alarm or anything," and they assured me it was cool. David was right beside me stroking his probably 7-1/2" cock and reached under Jon Boy and stroked his as I let my precum flow down Jon Boy's crack. I spit down on his cute blonde hair hole as I separated his cheeks and my precum was clinging to his opening...JUST where I wanted it. I took my cock in my hand and placed the head on his boy pussy and just leaned into him with all my muscle and his palms on the side of the elevator slapped it as he felt me dive into his little muscle gut. Jon Boy threw his head back and yelled "Fuck me Bill ...fuck me with all your muscle dude!!!!" I took hold of his small waist and started bangin that boy pussy so hard I bet someone on the next fucking floor could hear and hear his groaning and pounding on the side of the elevator. I reached farther up and held onto Jon Boy's pecs, and was slicing into that hot little ass like butter...and the muscles in my abs pounded his hot little ass. I looked at David who was playing with the muscles in my back and biceps and told him, "David lean against the wall right next to your boyfriend man." He just moaned and said "Oh man don't plow me like that man I can't take it like Jon can." He reached down and got the open poppers and inhaled and I said "Dude you are going to need a lot more than that man." He did 2 more inhales this time real deep and held it. I smacked Jon Boy's ass and pulled out and his head was hanging down and moaning and his forehead was sweating. I stepped over to David's smooth ass and teased his crack and spit down in it, and as he inhaled again, I shoved into his muscle butt. He too fisted the wall and banged loud, and I said "Listen you fucks you cant pound the wall like that or somebody is going to think we are stuck or something." I reached up and pulled on his nips and pushed harder and Jon Boy got on his knees and took David's cock in his mouth, and David moaned. I pulled out slow and David groaned and coughed and then I started to plow and he said "Oh man that feels great." I said "You want to feel great...do another hit of those poppers." Jon came up off his cock and reached over fast and handed them to David and he sniffed and handed them to Jon Boy and re-positioned himself back on the wall but Jon dropped the fuckers. He scrambled to pick them up but the fuckers already spilled and most soaked into the carpet before he could upright the bottle. I started really plowing him now and and my low hanging balls smacked his ass and he yelled whining but said "Oh God fuck me man...tear my ass up!!!!!!" THAT I did!!!!!!! I let out all the stops and told Jon Boy to get down and lick my cock as I fucked David. When I pulled out Jon's tongue was all over the underside of my cock as he moaned, as he licked off the juices of his boy friend's mancunt and my precum on my cock on every stroke. As I plowed David, Jon kept handing him the poppers holding them for him this time as I pushed him back and forth and he tried to inhale moving with me. I said, "David, you about ready for me to fill up your gut with my load man?" He said "Ah man I would fucking love that Bill." Jon said "Damn I want that load shootin in me man!" I was sweating I was plowing David so hard, and I said, "Jon boy get against the wall again." He got up fast and put his palms against the wall, and I pulled my cock out of David and he groaned, and said "Oh shit man your cock felt great man!!!" I smiled and plunged right into Jon Boy and he groaned and tried looking back at me fucking him and just pushed his cute ass back at me. I was close to letting go of a huge load...I was horny as hell and had no time to stroke earlier in the day (and I usually get off one way or another 5 or 6 times a day). My muscles in my abs were tensing up and sweaty from the heat of fucking him and his boyfriend. I said "David I am about ready to fill your boy's belly man." He said "Oh christ fill him up Bill that's what he wants man." I keep plowing harder and I tell David to get over on his knees with his head up on Jon Boy's small of his back and watch me fill his boy's ass. I told him. David is stroking and lays his head just above Jon's crack and his hot mouth is maybe 3 or 4" away from my shaft. I said "Both of you get ready, I am going to give you both what you want." I push down on David's side of his head holding him right where I wanted him and he is moaning again. I take a few more deep plunges and start shootin ropes of cum in Jon's ass and I am groaning, and David has his one hand all over my abs, and he watches my cock and I said "Open your mouth David," and he does and I pull out of Jon and my cock head slips into David's hot mouth and ropes start filling up his mouth and he wraps his lips around my shaft not wanting to lose any cum and he is whimpering. "I said take my big ass load man...swallow all of that cum!!!!" He can't swallow that fast and it runs out his mouth onto his boy friends ass cheeks and lower back, and right then Jon yells that he is cuming, and his body tenses as I put my hands up to his nips and he lets this huge ass load rip. It hits my one hand and I look kinda around his lats and see cum ropes hanging from his arm pits, then feel his cum all over his upper and lower abas. The dude was shooting cum everywhere and his body heaving!!! I move my hands down his waist to grip him there and another big area of his navel and abs is coated with his boy cum. Then like fucking clockwork, as David is still swallowing the rest of my cum, his eyes close and his muscles in his bod tense and he moans around my cock as he shoots a huge fucking load all over my thigh and down my leg and all over my shoe and puddles all over the fucking carpet. He gasped and cum was kinda outlining his lips and he was breathing hard and started to raise his head, and I said "Not so fucking fast man....eat my cum out of your boy's ass." He smiled up at me and dove inbetween his tight crack and his tongue still covered with some of my jizz dove into his soft furry hole driving into his hole hard and trying to eat as much of the cum out as he could!! It was fucking hot seeing some of my cum on the side of his face and in his hair as he dove in trying to eat more of my cum but most actually shot way up in his boyfriend's belly! Shit we all stood up, me with sweat on my muscle and cum all over my thigh and when Jon Boy and David stood up both had huge amounts on their muscle and David had shot some on his own belly after he shot on my thigh. Shit cum from Jon Boy had even shot up under his chin on out to the fucking wall of the elevator and was dripping down onto the carpeted part that continued from the floor half way up the wall. I patted their asses and they both started kissing me , and i told them the fucking elevator smelled like cum and poppers!!! They laughed and said "Oh fuck I hope once we start this fucker up to our floor, that nobody is waiting to get on." We scrambled to get our clothes on fast and cum had gotten on David's dress pants and Jon's cports coat. We exited the elevator and nobody was waiting, but we turned around as it sat there waiting for a call to some floor and it looked like some fucking video booth after dudes had shot loads in in all day with cum running down the wall and in puddles that stuck on top the carpet cause the cum was thick and not seaping into the carpet yet. I smiled at them and said "Shit guys we best tip housekeeping before we leave!" Jon just said, "I wonder what someone is going to think when they get in that fucker next!!?" We went back to our rooms and they called me in the morning and we had breakfast and they asked me to visit them in LA or asked if I would mind if they cum and visit me at the club and would gladly like to demonstrate the equipment personally that we order. I said it sounded like a plan to me, and guess they are coming here cause we ended up ordering 26 of their machines that are due to come in the last of April...hell I believe in keeping business in the "Family!!"
