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***Posting this for my friend DenVERScub**** Here's a recap if you missed what happened in Abel Bodied Boy Part 1 (which can be found in straight/bi fiction). Abel (aka Abe) had been happily cruising through life unnoticed in the average range of looks, skills, smarts and drive until he got a summer job at the local pool. When the new boss, Mike, came in and imposed strict rules and ideals for the employees, Abe decided to take on the challenge. This didn't sit well with his best friend and next-door neighbor, Will, who quit the pool and expected his buddy to do the same. While Abe and Mike worked together to make Abe a better athlete, academic and all-around awesome dude, Will was getting closer to Lane, a mutual friend and the only girl Abe had eyes for. Once the school year began, Abe was too heart-sick to be around Will and Lane, who'd begun dating, so he threw himself into school and swim team, turning into an A student and captain of the team. Now that Mike had moved across the country to take a job as a University Athletic Coach, Abe is feeling lonely, but not for long. Will and Lane break up and a few days later Lane texts Abe and asks him to come over. After a long night of sex, Abe is finally achieving what he (never knew he) always wanted. Now he wonders if he has pushed away his friend permanently by sleeping with Lane, and what his life is becoming. That brings us to now... PART II Any doubts Abel had about his status with Lane were immediately quashed when he got on the bus to head to school Monday morning. He'd been riding by himself for awhile now, since Will had been driving Lane and himself to and from school ever since the previous Christmas, when he received a used compact that used to belong to his grandmother. It was no where near as cool as the rides some of Abe's teammates drove, many of them coming from wealthy families, but any car in high school was a step up from having to ride the big yellow loser mobile. That's why Abe was stunned to see Lane sitting in the back, in the same row where she used to hang with him and Will B.C. (before coupling). Once she saw him walking towards her, Lane scooted over, smiled and patted the space next to her. Whispering to Abe about how hot the other night was, and how badly she wanted him now, it wasn't long before they were slumped down in the seat, making out while Abe slid his hand up her skirt and fingered her. Reality came crashing back when they reached the next stop and 15 more kids piled on the bus, causing them to separate quickly. Once at school, they waited until everyone else was almost off the bus before sneaking a kiss and heading in opposite directions to their respective classes. While his homeroom teacher droned on about some upcoming college application deadlines, Abe filled the empty margins of the handout with sketches dirty depicting Lane in various states of undress and all sorts of positions. His ridged cock was leaking gallons of precum into his boxer-briefs, and he was glad he had followed Mike's lead and switched to the tighter undies when the bell rang and he realized he was going to have to get up and head to his next class, hard or not. Carrying his gym bag in front of his crotch to help conceal any bulges that could still be seen, Abe worked his way towards his Math class, but stopped short when Will was waiting for him outside the classroom. Nowhere to run, and too late to hide, Abe swallowed his pride and made his way over to Will, expecting to get his face pummeled. Imagine his shock when Will told him it was HIS idea to end things with Lane, so that he could start dating the hot bi-goth chick who worked at the video game store he frequented. The two friends fell back into old rhythms as Will convinced Abe to ditch the rest of their morning classes so he could regale his buddy with tales of tail Abe's cheeks flushed hot and he shrugged his usual shrug. Mike's comment made it clear that he knew Abe was new to drug use, but he'd phrased it to make it easy for Abe to ask for help later. As Mike showed Abe the basement, Abe admired the coach for his ability to make him feel like a friend and a student, without ever making him feel stupid or naïve. He also admired the large open floor plan of the finished basement, covered in floor to ceiling wood paneling and orange shag carpeting, he wasn't at all surprised to hear that this house had once been the campus headquarters for a student organization and the basement was their original rec-room. At the end of the basement, Mike had set up his old weight bench and punching bag, while at the other end he mounted a huge tv in front of two beat up leather couches that Abe recognized from Mike's old college digs. Down towards the tv end sat a simple wood bar with a stone slab across it, looking totally thrown together if not for the sink sunken into the stone. Hitting a switch behind the bar, some red light bulbs turned on over the basement, and once Abe turned off the flourescents, it looked totally 70s, making them both laugh. "What's in there?" Abe asked, pointing to a door under the stairs. "Take a look." Mike said while mixing the two of them some cocktails behind the bar. When the door opened, Abe reached in for a light switch and was blinded for a moment, before realizing the switch was a dimmer, and adjusting the beam. This was probably a guest room according to any real estate agent that listed it, but really it was just a glorified closet that led to a dinky bathroom with a sink, urinal and toilet. Mike had tried to make it cooler than it was by putting some more run down couches in there and a coffee table in the center. The room was small enough that the two couches filled two of the walls, a love seat and the bathroom door filled the third and the door to the main room and another, smaller flat screen tv was all that fit between them on the fourth. Abe made a joke about it being a dungeon and mike responded that "coaches keep their dungeons on campus," which got a laugh from both of them. As Chris and his friend Dirk arrived, Abe took his cocktail from the bar and informed them he was just gonna run upstairs and change. His slacks and button down shirt he'd worn to dinner were too dressy, but he wasn't comfortable enough to follow Mike's lead when he stripped off his oxford and khakis, leaving him in just a pair of basketball shorts and a jockstrap. Upstairs in "his" room, he agonized over what to wear and stripped down to his jock while he pondered whether to go with board shorts and a tee shirt or a wife beater and mesh bball shorts. He jumped when the door flew open and Chris came over to him holding a shot glass. Abe reached for the nearest shorts and tried to pull them on quickly while Chris checked him out and insisted there was no need to put anything on for his sake. Once he'd gotten the bball shorts on, he asked why the shot Chris was handing him was half full. "It's not booze," Chris laughed. "It's ghb bro. Trust me, this is all you'll want." The two boys clinked shot glasses and downed it, Chris following his with a chug from his own drink. The god-awful soapy taste of the stuff in the glass made Abe wish he had thought to do the same, before he made a face and dashed to his glass to gulp down as much as it took to clear his palette (aka all of it). Chris laughed and apologized for not warning him, but Abe tried to play it cool. While Abe slipped the t-shirt over his head, Chris asked if he could try on the speedo that lay on the floor. Shrugging as always, he thought the college boy was joking until he whipped his sweats down to his ankles, followed by his boxers, and stepped out of them, leaving him in only a baggy t-shirt with the university crest. When he pulled the speedo up his legs, Abe got a good view of Chris' hefty cut, hairless package as he put it into the small spandex pouch. When he looked up Chris was looking right at him, but didn't seemed phased to have the boy check out his junk. "I shave it to make it look bigger," He said while checking himself out in the floor to ceiling mirrors on the gym/guest room wall. "Makes all the bitches drool when it is this smooth. You mind if I wear this under my shorts? The college team wears the full spandex body suits so I never wear speedos anymore. I wanna show Dirk later, it is guaranteed to make him shit a brick when he sees me in these." Chris pulled up his boxers and sweats before Abe could react, which was probably good since Abe was starting to feel tipsy. Drunk on one drink? He wondered if he was turning into a light weight before remembering that he'd just taken a dose of ghb with Chris, who was heading downstairs, and telling him to hurry up. It took a minute for Abe to slip on his flip flops and spray some body spray, before he turned and followed the tall swimmer jock down the stairs. Back in the basement, Mike introduced Abe to Asst. coach Keirnan West who everyone knew as "Westy" and Asst. coach Cody Edwards, better known as Eddie. Both men were wearing university polos and khaki shorts, making Abe wish he was a) not as drunk as he felt, and still wearing his outfit from dinner. Still both guys were busy taking shots and trading a joint between them, so Abe didn't feel too weird until Mike told everyone to call him "Abel." Abe raised an eyebrow at his buddy, so Mike leaned over to him and said quietly "when they ask, tell them it's like willing and abel." Abe smirked and let Mike take his glass to the bar, motioning for him to follow. When they stopped, Mike pointed out that he was only giving coke this time, since the ghb they'd both (apparently) taken was likely to react badly with liquor. Turning to group and asking who wanted to watch a video, Mike got a rousing response before reaching under the bar and pulling out a remote. Pointing it at the huge ass tv on the wall, he powered it up, set the audio to some punk radio station, then switched the video input to 'AV1' and disappeared back behind the bar. Leaning past the edge of the stone counter, Abe watched as Mike put an unmarked dvd into a dvd player and pressed play. As he rose back up, he motioned for Abe to look back at the tv, where the loading symbol suddenly transformed into a porn menu with the title "Gangbang Party Girl 4" before fading away to the beginning credits. Eyes popping from his head. Abe leaned against the bar as the five other guys converged on the old sofas, took seats and passed the joint around while the film started. "Gonna join us," asked Dirk, Chris' friend, who was easily 6'4", slim, white, covered in tattoos, had a buzz cut and wore a wife beater, board shorts, dog tags and tennis shoes. "Or gonna jerk off in the corner?" Everybody laughed as Abe made his way to join them on the couch, finding a spot between Dirk and Westy, who was sweating lightly. The movie turned out to be less of a focal point and more just background ambiance while the guys talk, smoked the joint and played some hands of poker. With nothing to bet, they got bored with that real quick, and Abe wondered what it was they were waiting for. As if waiting for him to ask, Chris produced a response in the form of a text message on his phone. "Aw shit," Chris said, reading from his small screen. "The girls can't come. Some lame excuse about early flights tomorrow or some shit. Guess we might as well get started without them." With that announcement, Dirk produced another joint and lit it. So far Abe, or Abel as the guys were calling him, had avoided having to take a hit, but now everyone was refocused on the passing of the joint, so he was stuck. Either he took a hit or passed and made himself known as the 'pot-pussy,' a term he'd heard some of his swim teammates use about another guy who passed. Hoping to look cool, Abel took the joint, put it to his lips and pulled, lightly at first, then harder and harder until his lungs were full. Breathing out slowly, he felt like his throat was on fire, but he kept the smoke flow in control, except for one small cough towards the end. Glancing to the other couch while he passed the joint to Westy, he saw Chris and Eddie make faces of approval, and Mike even shot him a wink. After the joint made a few more rounds, Abel was feeling no pain...until someone said the joint was gone. "Is that all you brought?" he asked, uncaring as to how it sounded. All the other guys laughed, and Dirk reached over the back of the couch and pulled a knapsack up to his lap. "Nah man," He said, pulling a cloth zipper bag about the size of a cucumber from the bottom compartment on the sack. "but this shit isn't free." "I got Abel since he bought the booze," Mike chimed in as everyone began pulling cash from their pockets. Truthfully he hadn't bought anything on this trip, but he didn't correct Mike when he pulled four 20 dollar bills from his back pocket and tossed them into a rapidly growing pile. It was a good thing too, since Abel's wallet was upstairs, and all that they'd find inside it were some crumpled receipts, a tattered two dollar bill and a debit card he had yet to activate. That way he wasn't tempted to use his hard-earned college money for something like...oh say buying drugs. "Thanks for the drinks man," Eddie added, slapping Abel on the back before adding 40 of his own. By now there had to be $200 dollars on the table, and Abel wondered what they were buying, when Dirk unzipped the little cloth pouch and produced a plastic bag about half the size of a dollar, filled to bursting with small pinkish crystals. The guys each seemed impressed, saying things like "sweet man," and "hot stash," so Abel threw in a "nice" for good measure. "Got a pipe for this shit Coach?" Dirk asked Mike, who indicated the door under the stairs. Suddenly all the guys were standing up and moving to the tiny room with the coffee table, so Abel followed suit. Through the door it was even warmer than the rest of the basement, and Abel wondered how this could be, since the air conditioning had never let his room get above 70 degrees so far on the trip. Not the only one to feel it, Eddie peeled off his shirt, followed by Chris and Westy, until on Dirk in his wife beater and Abel in his tee still seemed "fully clothed." "I'll join if you do," Dirk said quietly to Abel as he stepped past him and went to sit on the other end of the second couch. Shrugging once again, Abel stripped off his tee and watched as Dirk finished the trend. The tattooed drug dealer might have been slim but his chest was ripped, with the most defined twelve pack Abel had ever seen. Trying not to stare, he moved his gaze to the man next to Dirk and discovered why they called the asst. coach westy. Fuzzy from the nape of his neck down his wide firm pecs and over his pumped abs, Westy's hair was as curly as the dog of the same name. On his other side sat Chris, who was just the opposite, hairless, toned and trimmed, a happy medium between Dirk's rippling slim body and Abel's built but still cut chest. Unable to stop himself, Abel took a look at Eddie who sat on his left and checked out the trim waist, covered in a light dusting of black straight hair, leading to two dinner plate sized pecs, also dusted in black fuzz, spreading out to smooth, broad shoulders and giant biceps. On his right was Mike, the epitome of manliness, beefy and broad as Abel remembered him. Surrounded by testosterone, Abel felt safe and strangely, slightly horny. Putting that out of his mind, Abel watched Mike, who was reaching into a compartment underneath the coffee table, and coming up with a butane torch and a glass pipe unlike any Abel had ever seen. Dirk loaded the pink crystals into the pipe, filing it with quite a few, before taking the lighter and holding it to the bottom of the glass. Intrigued, Abel leaned forward to watch as Dirk lit the bowl and melted the crystals into a pool of liquid that slowly became smoke, white and pure. Putting the end of the pipe to his lips, he slowly inhaled and rocked the bowl back and forth with one hand, while holding the flame under it with the other. The smoke swirled furiously until Dirk could take in no more, at which point he released the trigger on the torch, letting it turn off, held the torch and bowl out to Mike and exhaled the biggest cloud Abel had ever seem anyone exhale. It was so big, he forgot to act cool, and said "wow." Realizing in horror what he'd just done, he glanced across to Dirk, who just smiled and said "Damn right, wow." Watching again with more controlled intrigue, Abel concentrated on what Mike was doing as he too lit the torch, turned the pool into smoke and took a huge hit from the pipe. Another massive cloud emerged and Abel began to worry that he was about to make a fool of himself. There to save the day, as he had so many times before, was Mike. "I know you haven't don't meth this way before," Mike explained, subtly implying that Abel had done it in other forms. "So can I light it for you and show you how to hit it?" "Sure, thank Mike." Abel said, nonchalant and aloof as could be. He listened as Mike explained how to heat the bowl without burning the crystals, torching them until they melted then rolling the bowl back and forth until the smoke began to billow, before finally putting it to Abel's lips and telling him to inhale slowly. Closing his eyes, Abel began to suck in the smoke and had to stifle his surprise when he discovered it was nothing like the weed they'd passed around out in the big room. This hit was so much cleaner and softer that he almost didn't think he was getting any, except that Mike and the other guys were saying encouraging statements. Once he was full of smoke, his instinct was to hold it in like the weed, but Mike told him to exhale immediately, so he opened his eyes and pushed the smoke out, proud to see a cloud almost as big as Mike or Dirk's. Towards the end of the hit, he suddenly felt it catch in his throat and began to cough like a lung cancer patient with emphazema. Some of the guys laughed for a second, but Chris was quick to tell him something that made Abel feel better. "Coughing during a big hit gets you high faster," the college swimmer interjected. "I hope I can cough like that when I take a hit." Somehow, during the explanation, Abel missed the fact that Dirk was loading another bowl, so there was another one for him to hit only a few moments after he'd passed the first on to Eddie. By the time he had it melted and rolling correctly, the other guys had all hit the first one and were cheering him on for his first solo hit. Inhaling again, he tried to get another huge hit but it was only about 3/4 of the first hit once he finished. Still everyone else seemed impressed, so he took some pride in the next one. At this point, Abel started to feel wired, like he'd been drinking red bull for hours and just finished a work out while jerking off. His cock was stiff, but no one else seemed to notice since they were all seated. As the six guys passed around the 2 bowls, Abel forgot about being nervous and came to discover just how amazing meth was. "Shit, that's one hard dick." Westy said, making Abel look over and almost jump in to defend himself, when he realized he wasn't the owner of the hard on Westy was referring to. "Yeah Sorry dude," Mike said, standing up and thrusting out his crotch, showing his huge hard on as it tried to escape his jock and bball shorts. "Tina and porn always make me hard." "Me too," Chris chimed in. "You just can't tell cause I'm wearing...this!" Suddenly he ripped down his sweats and boxers and his big, bald cock could be seen twisted sideways under the the flimsy spandex of Abel's speedos." Everyone laughed like crazy as the dick head twitched and worked its way along the top seam until finally it was too much and it popped out, eliciting more laughter and making Abel's cock pulse and dribble precum into his jock. "Fuck C-dawg," Dirk shouted, while laughing hysterically. "Where'd you get the banana hammock?!?!?" "From Abel." Chris responded, before pulling down the waist band and tucking it beneath his balls and doing a little dance that made it slap up against his abs over and over. Every dissolved back into laughter, finally gaining control as Chris tucked his hard on back into Abel's suit. "So Abel, why do they call you Abel anyway?" "Cause I'm usually willing," Abel proudly responded before picking up the pipe. "and I'm always Abel." Laughter exploded again, finally calming enough for Mike to suggest they bring the pipes and the tina and head back out into the main room. One by one Abel thought each of them had come out until he was sitting on the couch smoking and felt the urge to take a piss. As he walked over to the closet, he realized that Dirk, Eddie and Mike had all come out of the room as promised, but Chris and Westy were nowhere in sight. A renewed urge to pee hit him at that second, so he dismissed the inquiry from his mind, and dashed into the little room, where he stopped just short of the bathroom, held in place by the sight beyond the door. Through the crack in the door, Abel had a perfect view as Chris fed his 8 inch cut dick to Westy, who was sitting on the toilet, playing with his own, respectable, 7 cut inches. His reddish brown curls were not limited to his chest, but also surrounded his pink dick and covered his hefty man balls. The mirror gave Abel a nice view of the hand that wasn't manipulating Westy's own cock, as it was pushing its way between Chris' tight cheeks, finally hitting the target and driving a finger two knuckles deep into the hole. Chris stifled a scream at the invasion and tried to push himself up and off, but Chris' muscular arm flew from his cock to around the college boy's waist, holding him still as he inserted a second finger and began to drive them in and out, harder and harder. Abel stepped back a little into the shadows while Chris whispered for Westy to stop between moaning how hot the asst. coach's throat and tongue were. Before long the whispers devolved into grunts and eventually Abel could tell Chris was getting close. Westy pulled off for only one second and informed the boy that "you can cum down my throat if you want, but you know what that means." Apparently Chris was okay with whatever it meant, as he grabbed Westy's head and rammed his hard cock back down the 20-something coach's throat before squealing quietly "take my load!" Reaching into his own jock, Abel stroked his cock absent mindedly as Chris' balls contracted, no doubt emptying into the other man's gullet. Moments passed before the smooth suckee finally relaxed and was released by the hairy sucker, who slowly removed his fat fingers from the smooth bubble butt. Abel's dick was harder than he'd ever felt as he watched the two men get dressed, this time with Westy wearing the speedo under his tighty whiteys and khaki shorts. "Just remember," Westy said as he zipped up. "I swallowed, so later I get a shot at that ass. That was the deal." "We'll see," Chris said, justifiably afraid of getting cornholed by the hairy beast. "No, we had a deal boy," Westy said, using his massive arms to maneuver the college swimmer until he was pressed between the man and the sink. "Either you let me fuck you later, or I take that ass now, whether you want me to or not." Chris shook his head yes as Westy pressed his hard on against the boy's boxer covered hole. "Good," Westy said, returning to straightening up. "Leave the shorts off, I got some pre cum on them." Abel panicked, realizing Westy was about to discover him. Diving over to the door, he whipped it open and stood behind it as the furry coach went out, followed momentarily by the boy he just threatened to rape. Waiting a moment before stepping out, Abel's cock was still hard and now it was leaking copiously onto his abs, tucked up under his jockstrap waistband, reaching almost to his belly button. Shutting the door softly, he turned around and almost shit himself to see Mike sitting on the couch, loading another bowl. "So you caught the Chris and Westy show," Mike said, with no more emotion than if he'd been discussing a baseball game. "what did you think?" End of Part II Part III coming soon!
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Some of the circumstances described below are true, but the flow of events is really the fruit of my sleeping mind… Returning home, I found my door closed, not locked, which is quite unusual for me. Sensing some noises from the living room, I was stopped by a friend of mine who has the key of my flat. We kissed, as we usually do, and I was really happy to find him there. He explained that he planned a visit to my city and got in touch with some guys to have a good time. Entering the living room I could see six to eight naked men, fucking, sucking, kissing… Next thing I know I’m fucking raw a guy with his muscled back tattooed all over with small red hearts. A guy appears standing o top of him and I start sucking him. He motions to take his cock out of my mouth and I understand he wants to piss. I grab his butt and don’t let him, he starts to piss in my mouth and I get even harder when I feel his chemmed piss going down my throat. I’m back to my friend and we kiss passionately and I feel his tongue feeding me with X. I take a glass of water and realize it’s laced with G and I know Im headed for a warm place. Looking to my side I watch a guy preparing his arm to get slammed by himself, he’s quite muscled and as I can see his prominent veins I offer my help, I register the slam and slowly administer it. When he takes the elastic band out of his arm and starts coughing hard I lean down to lick the small droplets of blood out of his arm and I feel someone’s fingers pushing a rock inside my hole. After the burn, inside, I feel the almost burn, outside: my skin gets hot and I start sweating even more, all over, and this black guy shoves his thick cock all the way in my hole. Without all the chems, it would take me a while to accommodate it, but the only sensation I get is being filled and I start craving for his cum. He shoots deep inside and leaves my hole open and dripping. My friend takes the opportunity to lick his cum and starts kissing me. No wonder I woke up hard and smiling.
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So, here I sit, coming down from three days of partying. Feel like shit but the butt is tingling - so there are advantages. I never was very good at pointing myself. Primarily, it is because I have thin shallow veins. I can get the first one okay most time but after that it is hit or miss. Mostly, miss. Sometimes at the end of a session, my arms look like that of a hard core junkie. I started pointing back in the 80s and luckily I had admins around to assist. When I was left to doing it myself, the frustration caused me to quit. I am amazed that those of you who can slam and remain calm enough to do more slams latter on. Guys, if it is good T, I will shake like a leaf after the first injection and that's how all the other ones afterwards get blown. I try breath control, concentration, you name it to calm my self down and nothing works. After the session before this past weekend, I was firm in stating that if I keep blowing it, I was going to stop slamming (again like I did back in the 80s). So, I started Friday night. After the first slam which was okay - not the best product - I decided to do a bigger slam. I loaded the syringe, swabbed the area and proceeded at usual and as I am placing the needle to hit the vein I identified, I realize I am not shaking. Damn good hit. This went on for about 5 hours. Had a great play session. Went home and around noon, I realize that my ass was twitching. I am a bottom/versatile guy. The guy I played with the night before was a total bottom. I sat on a few toys and plugs while I was with him, but not my ass is screaming, Where is Mine? Before trolling the various sites, I decided to slam again. I knew I had better product at home. Okay I did not get the first site because the vein kept rolling, but the second was right on and again no shaking. Dudes, I have shattered veins from shaking and having the needle move on me Hot piece Saturday afternoon. I was in heaven. Sunday morning a bud was passing through town with new product he had just gotten and I was slamming by noon and continued through this morning. Now I am so toxic a slam would not do me any good, so I'll stay off for few days. Just before sitting down to write this blog, I began to think about how devious T can be. I was totally committed to stopping if the shakes and blown product continued. How deceptive the desire to keep on courting her will change physiology. I will not lie, I love the rush and the sexual acrobatics that follow (and yes, probably addicted to it). With her I keep going further than I would allow myself to go. And right now, I see no need to stop. So nothing is going to change right now. However, at least I am aware of another factor it is doing to me. But, to paraphrase a line from the Morphine's song, "Candy" "Tina says she wants me with her down in Tinaland."
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Nothing gets me hotter than getting partied up and getting my hole bred anonymously. Feeling a strange guy behind me, rubbing his dick against my hole, pushing it in while I snort poppers... then feeling him dump his load inside my butt, his hot cum breeding my ass - fuck ! First time I ever did it, I was playing with a guy I hooked with online. He'd come over, we were making out and smoking some t when he admitted his fantasy would be to watch a guy get fucked anonymously while he just watched. I'm pretty uninhibited anyway, and the t only enhances it, so I agreed. We started looking online for a guy and it didn't take long, found a guy nearby who was into the scene. My buddy swapped pics with him, but I didn't look at them, so it would be totally anon for me. This was a couple years ago, I was 35, 6' tall, 185, good build, with a tight, round butt. My voyeur buddy was 33 or 34, 6'2, dark haired with a sexy hairy chest and a nice 8 inch dick. The scene was that we'd buzz the guy in my building and leave the apartment door open. I was on my bed, face down, wearing leather chaps, harness and my leather cap. My bud was sitting in the far corner of the bedroom, naked & jacking his dick. BB porn was on the screen. Otherwise the apartment was dark. About 20 minutes later the door buzzer rang, and my bud buzzed the guy in, cracked the apartment door and then came back into the bedroom and took his seat to watch the show. A couple minutes later I heard the apartment door open and close, then heard footsteps coming toward the bedroom door, stopping just outside in the living room. "Fuck, hot!", the guy said, and I heard him start to strip off, kicking his shoes off, unzipping his jeans. Then I felt him get on the bad next to me, and he ran his hand over my ass, stroking it slowly. I reached over to my night stand and grabbed my pipe and torch, lighting it as I put the pipe to my lips. I took a big hit then handed the pipe over my shoulder to our new friend. "Fuck, yeah", he said, and took it from me. I heard him take a hit then he tapped my shoulder and handed it back to me as he straddled me, sitting on my thighs, resting his dick against my butt. I took another quick hit then set the pipe back on the night stand. He started rubbing my butt with his hands, stroking them up my back, and I felt his dick starting to get bigger and harder as he stroked it between my cheeks. I was getting very turned on by this, much more than I thought I would. I started to raise my ass up some, pushing up against his hard dick. "Yeah", he said, "You wanna get fucked ?". I pushed my ass up again "Yeah, fuck my hole man, Gimme that big dick". He started pushing his dick against my hole, teasing me with the head. It started feeling slick, so I knew he was precumming, which only made me hornier for his dick. I grabbed the lube and poppers from the night, handing the lube to him over my shoulder, then I opened the poppers and snorted away, getting that head rush from them that I like so well. I heard the lube cap snap open and then shut, then the bottle dropped onto the bad next to my leg as he started rubbing his lubed hand in between my butt cheeks, darting his fingers into my hole. Then he started pushing one finger in deep, and I pushed back, taking it all the way in. He pushed in another finger, then a third as I moaned. "Want my dick, doncha?" he asked as I rode his fingers, opening my hole. "Yeah, man, gimme that dick, fuck me!" I took another snort from the poppers as he withdrew his fingers and pushed his dickhead against my hole. I let out the popper breath and pushed my ass back against his dick, feeling the head sink in just enough - oh fuck, it felt so good just poking into my hole. I felt the guy shudder a bit as he felt the heat of my ass through his dick, then he started pushing it in. Thank god I'd hit the poppers, he was thick, and the poppers helped to relax me enough to open up for him. When he hit bottom he just stayed there for a moment, then he grabbed onto my hips and leaned in next to my ear "Gonna fuck you, man, gonna breed your ass!" Well, that was all I needed, "Yeah, stud, do it, breed my hole!" He pulled his dick from my ass, leaving only the head inside, then slowly sank it back in. I spread my legs some, pushing my butt up some for him, so I could take all that thick meat. He started really fucking me, stroking his dick in and out of my hole, getting more and more verbal as he plowed away at my ass. "Yeah man, fucking your hole raw, gonna shoot my load in your ass man, gonna breed you, you want that ?" I took another hit of poppers and started in with the verbal myself "Yeah, man, fuck my ass, big fucking stud dick in my hole man, yeah, breed my hole man, knock me up man!" The hot exchange went back and forth between us as he plowed away at my ass. I was so turned on by this point - I was getting fucked by a guy I'd never even seen, he was in me raw and getting ready to shoot his cum in me. I was getting harder and harder, my dick was rubbing against the sheet as he fucked me, my precum slicking the sheet beneath me. But all good things must end - he started breathing heavier, and pounding harder into me. "Aw, gonna shoot man, you gonna take my load ?" "Fuck yeah !", I groaned, "Do it, shoot man, gimme your load - cream my hole!". Right then he groaned, pushed as far into me as he could and let his load rip through his dick into my ass. I pushed my ass up even further, he was shaking as he shot, his breath in gasps as he unloaded in my raw butt. After a minute or so he calmed down and relaxed his grip on my waist. I felt his dick start to soften inside me, and he slowly slid out of me. He drew a deep breath, leaned back and landed a playful smack on my butt. "Fucking sweet hole man, thanks!". I took a deep breath as well, and let myself relax, settle down on the bed. "Yeah, thanks man, hot fuck. You've got a great dick man!" He patted my butt again and got up from the bed. "Bathroom?" he asked, and I told him where it was. After he walked out I turned to look at my first playmate - he was sitting there in the dark, his legs were spread and he was stroking his rock hard dick. I shot a quick grin at him, then turned my head back just before the other guy came back and started getting dressed. As I heard him pull his clothes & shoes on, I was enjoying the warm, wet feeling of his load inside my ass. "Thanks man, gotta split" was all he said, then I heard his footsteps heading toward the apartment door, then the sound of the door opening and closing. Right then the first guy got up from the chair and went to make sure the door was locked. As he did I took the pipe, lit up and took another big hit. I was still holding the smoke as he ran back into the bedroom and jumped on the bed next to me. I turned my head to kiss him, shotgunning the smoke to him as we kissed. He held it for moment then released it, getting on top of me as he did. He grabbed the lube bottle, snapping the cap open. I set the pipe down, grabbed the poppers and took a big snort as he lubed up. Then I felt his dick against my wet, just fucked hole, and I pushed back onto him, my ass opening up and taking him deep. "Oh fuck!" he moaned as he sank into me. He started to fuck me, pushing in and out, breathing hard. He only lasted about 10 or 12 strokes when he groaned and pushed all the way in. I felt him spasm on top of me as he unloaded, adding his cum to the other load in my butt. "Oh fuck", he said,"Couldn't hold it, I had to shoot! So hot, watching him breed you!". I turned my head and leaned up to kiss him. He reached down to stroke my dick, only to find that I'd shot also "Yeah'" I said, "I shot when you came, I couldn't hold it either !" He and I partied a bit more, then he fucked me again, this time lasting longer, plowing my cum lubed hole real good, and adding a third load. Before he left he asked me if wanted to know what my anonymous top looked like. I declined, as the whole scene had gotten me so turned on. In my imagination, the guy was a total hot stud, he sure felt like it at least ! Since then I've gotten more and more into anonymous hookups. I do swap pics with the guys, at least body pics, I want to have some idea who I'm letting into my home and hole. But otherwise its anonymous, and damn hot ! I'll write up a couple of my other hot experiences later if anybody wants to read them.
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Slut, 43, from Belgium. I will be in Cologne / Köln from 17 till 20 april 2015. Looking for real dates with nasty parTy PIGS and tips.
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Hey I'm 25 and met Tina about two years ago. Everytime I use meth I become a total cumwhore. The last time I smoked some I was with this guy from work. I met him a few months back on grindr. HE was close by, he said he'd fuck me bareback and we met at a gas station bathroom next to the office when he unloaded on me. I hadn't seen his face until after he had already seeded me... He looks like he's a total HIV poz guy. I loved it. So this time we met at his house, and smoked... His dick got way bigger than at the gas station, he fucked me hard and then I insisted we invited another guy. We went on grindr and finally found one that would seed. It's really hard to find barebackers here in Guadalajara. He came over, he was tall, white, nice body, beard, and huge cock. They both fucked me in turns and then they did a roman II. The blonde guy came inside me and my buddy came jacking off while he watched how I was fucked. That was a bit of a bummer since I wanted hiz poz load. After that I left since my buddy had been partying for a couple days and wanted to sleep. I stayed in the car for hours, on grindr looking for other dicks but couldn't find any that would fuck me bareback. And I hate condoms... I don't let any condom inside my whole. When I smoke, it gets all sloppy and wet and nice... I can rosebud... A condom doesn't deserve that whole. So I waited until the next morning and went to a bath house. I was there until 6 pm and got 14 loads. One guy was very memorable. He's like 55, his dick must be 9in long, and like 7 wide. He fucked me hard... Seeded me and then kept going. He wanted to seed me again (of course with everyone watching) but I couldn't take it anymore. It had been like 8 hours since I smoked and I couldn't do it. I felt so bad... But I went home happy knowing I had 14 loads inside me.
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I had always been a good boy. For 31 years I had avoided all drugs. Never been drunk, never had a cigarette, never touched a drug. That all changed at 31. Due to some very interesting circumstances I tried pot for the first time. This changed everything. All of a sudden I had done my first drug and my first “illegal” drug. After a year of smoking pot (first occasionally and then regularly) I was introduced to something quite different. I had a boyfriend at the time. An older man whom I loved but didn’t do much for me sexually. So on the side, Alex (The Cuban) had always been there. Alex drank, but that was it. He had never done drugs, not even pot. Alex had introduced me to poppers and that was a lot of fun, but that was it. I’d skateboard over to Alex’s place, he’d fuck me for an hour or two and that would be that. The sex was always spectacular. I was 32 at the time, 5’10-11”ish, lightly hairy, muscular/athletic build but not a body builder. I was blessed with some very good genetics. Born in Charleston, SC on the Navel Base, my legs had always been huge. Skateboarding around South Beach for years had given me rock hard legs and brought my butt into alignment with the rest of me. I could easily pass for mid/late-20’s, but never lied about my age. Alex was older. Around 40, but Cuban so he could pass for my age if necessary. At this point we had been fucking for years and it never got old. Alex was smaller in stature, but but had a damn nice cock. Not huge, but definitely big and thick. One night I was at Alex’s doing our normal deal. He had procured me some really great pot and we were sniffing some great poppers like normal. Only this time, when he came, it was something different. His orgasm seemed to last forever and he even jumped up thrusting his cock in the air. He wasn’t shooting cum anymore, that was all deep inside me, but he was clearly still having an orgasm. Once subsided, he said he had something to tell me about. He had been smoking “tina” before I got there and whenever he would leave the room (sex was always marathon like) he was taking hits off of his pipe. I was in awe. I had no curiosity to try it myself, but clearly it had a very sexual effect. Not too long after we started round 2, (I’m usually good for 2 rounds at least, especially if I don’t cum), he said he wanted to try something. He had a small bag with some “dust” in it. He wanted to stick the head of his cock in the bag and fuck the dust into me. He said it wouldn’t have much of an effect since it was only dust. At this point I was stoned and horny. I had already tried pot, one illegal drug, how much different could tina be? I watched as he lubed up his beautiful cuban cock and stuck the bag on the end. He did what he could then cleaned out the bag with his finger, applying what was left to the tip of his cock. Now I trusted Alex… We had been fucking for 3 years at this point and when sex is involved I’m a pretty submissive guy. So without any hesitation he began to sink his fat, cuban, tina laced cock deep in my hole. At first I felt normal. It burned a little but that was it. Within minutes though, the nerve endings in my hole were on fire. All of a sudden my hole was alive. I didn’t care about my cock or anything else. All feeling had been redirected to my beautiful, southern, white boy, corn fed pussy. We fucked and fucked and fucked. Even the showers in between felt incredible. Cleaning out my hole with his shower shot felt amazing. He eventually brought out a different bag with actual clear shards. I ended up with a shard up my hole. Many hours later (who knows), we were still fucking. Thank God he has no problem staying hard on the stuff or cumming. Eventually he had to go to work. I still had not cum and still did not care. I left hungry and very much so awake. I eventually came that night after many hours of jerking off. My nose was sore from the poppers I had inhaled over the past day of fucking and jerking. Finally I was able to sleep. The come down lasted for days and was not pretty, but in the moment and for the many hours of mind-blowing sex (like literally nothing like i had felt before), it was worth it. This happened 3 more times. Haven’t touched the stuff since but I totally would. Don’t care about smoking it. Slamming it intrigues me, but having it fucked into me will always be my favorite. One of the three times I got fisted for the first time ever, but we’ll save those stories for another day.
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I went to the Baths and hooked up with this Old Sleaze. He took me to his room and wanted to fuck me raw, but I insisted on a Condom. He pulled out a little bag of Tina, and drew out 5 lines. He snorted one and urged me to try it. I was a little nervous cause I'd never done drugs. He told me it was no different from Poppers, only stronger. So I tried one line and felt kinda weird. The Old Fucker complemented me on my stamina, and urged me to do another. I ended up snortin' all four and was fuckin’ flying. The Old Sleaze opened the door, hoisted my legs to his shoulders, and fucked the shit outta me. Then the Old Fucker put Tina on the Dickhead of some emaciated Lurker who'd observed the whole thing from the hall. The Lurker Creep plowed my Ass, too. The two of them colluded for a minute. I only overheard bits and pieces of their conversation cause my attention span was kinda short; but from what I gathered, the Old Fart was anxious to get rid of me, cause he hadda be on his way. The two of them escorted me to the basement and put me in a Sling. From then on everything was hazy. I drifted in and outta consciousness; but, by morning, I'd been fucked by maybe 20 guys. I tested POZ three months later, and have been a bareback devotee ever since. OK, so I've switched allegiance and now I am a Top. But that first time with meth was overwhelming. I'd relinquished all control over my body. I knew what I was doin' was risky and still forswore saying "no."
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I want to be hosted as a party's bottom pig. I am a sub bottom who loves to be slammed and used, I am open to as many ppl as you would want. I enjoy most kinks except scat. I am not super experienced with kinks but I know my place and I am to serve whoever I am with.. and if anything just up my dose to make me submit I live near Beaumont TX, and could travel anywhere within about 300mi for example as far North as DFW, NE as Shreveport, East as NOLA, West as San Antonio, NW as Austin and anywhere in between including most of Louisiana. ALSO if you live outside of this area and want to fly me to you we can talk about that. I cant leave till December 26th to head to you, and I need to be back to Beaumont by Jan 2nd ANYQUESTIONS AT ALL PLZ MSG ME!
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This story needed a major clean-up. It was written e. e. cummings style, so to speak. Punctuation at a minimum, few capital letters, run-ons. I have tried to save some of the style of the original text, but suppose my success is limited. Enjoy. ************************************************************************************************** 'Yo, guys - 20 year old poz boi here. I’ve been poz since I was 18. To be honest when I found this site that someone sent me a link of it at first thought it was really fucked-up, but then I got to reading stories and postings on this forum and, well, it fucking turns me on. So, I'm posting the story of how I got pozzed. Actually what's kinda funny is I've never even referred to it as "getting pozzed." I've always said "when I became poz." ‘Poz’ was never a verb to me until now - but anyway, here’s my story. I started having sex with guys when I was 16. The first time was with the guy who was my BF for a whole six months. We went to school together here in my home state of California. I lost my virginity to him, and we did it bareback. Of course it turned me, on but shit, I was 16, it was my first time, so anything turned me on. I don't think at that time it had anything to do with it being bareback. I almost always bottomed in our relationship. For that matter, I've always been a bottom. I seem to recall I topped him twice in that whole time we were together. Of course he was the only guy I was fuckin’ around with during that time, and yes, always bareback, and I always took his loads. I guess the seed was planted, so to speak, because whenever I knew Jason was about to cum, I would grab on to his ass and pull him into my ass as deeply as possible. I loved having him cum in me. Our usual position was with me on my back, my legs on his shoulders, and him pounding my hole until he came. I occasionally wrap my legs around his torso, and reach as far forward as I could to grab his ass and pull him deeper, doing this just as he shot. Guess I wanted to make sure I got every drop. Sometimes we managed to kiss really deeply, just as he shot his load. In sex, it pays to be dexterous. But as I said, I didn't think anything of it then. I just saw our practices as the norm: love and stuff. In any event, he was two years ahead of me in school, so we broke-up when he went off to college in Michigan and I stayed in California. For the next six months, whenever I had sex with a guy, we always used a condom. Yeah, always, and yeah, I missed having Jason cum in me, but I figured it was because I wasn’t fucking with Jason. I didn’t register my discontent was expressly associated with cum. Then, at Christmas, when Jason came back to California for the break, we got together, and resumed barebacking. I loved it so much, realizing that the element of barebacking was what I had been missing. I began to fixate on sperm, realizing I had a thing for cum shooting into my ass. When one time during that Christmas break, Jason and I went to a party. He got really drunk, and while he was trying to fuck me he couldn't stay hard. The proverbial whiskey dick. But he could get hard by jerking-off. So he lay on his back on the bed jerking off while i kissed him and lay next to him. Right when he was about to cum, I stood-up, sat on his cock as quickly as I could, and yes, he shot inside me. I, of course, shot my load all over his chest. I think that was the turning point for me. It wasn’t about Jason, it was about cum shooting in my hole. In the in the three years since then, I been fucked with a condom probably less than ten times, and believe you me, I've been fucked a great deal. You see, during the next semester, after Jason went back to college, I got in to drugs. Mostly meth. Tina. I ran in numerous problems at school, all associated with my interest in drugs. Eventually I dropped-out during my senior year, got a crappy job earning just enough to buy drugs. Now, I don’t want to sound stuck-up but I'm a really good looking guy from a Huntingdon Beach in southern California. Since I regularly surf, I have a nice body, and happen to have a really cute face. I've never had any problems getting guys, and yeah, I ended up with a reputation here around town for being a slut. Which was fine by me, because my reputation and looks meant any guy who wanted to dump a load in a surfer-dude’s ass knew I was available. Hot guys my age, college boys, businessmen. Hell, turned tricks for drugs or I'd hook up with older guys online to PnP. Even if I wasn't in to the guy or didn't think he was hot, I’d get with him if he had tina, and then once I was all high I'd let anyone fuck me. Tina turned me in to a total cum whore even more. Oddly, for the longest time I was still neg. I got tested few months. It was funny because the guys at the Gay and Lesbian Health Center where I got tested would grill me with the question "why do you come back so often?” I simply lied saying I was paranoid, or that my boyfriend kept cheating on me. I made up answers because I was still somewhat embarrassed to admit I was a cum dump. The perversity of human psychology: I wanted, as much as possible, to have guys cum up my ass, but I didn't want to be poz. I hoped I could do one without the other. Well. a month after I turned 18, I was living with a friend. I had been kicked out of my house by my parents four months earlier. Needless to say, I was having problems: no job, no money - and really, really needed tina. I met a guy online, Tim. I guess he was about 35 years old. He saw my picture and wanted me badly. Real badly. Tim would email me at least once a day, sending nasty emails to get me turned on, offering me drugs, money, offered to get guys to fuck me. I had done gangbangs before, and of course had gone to sex clubs, but I still was somewhat scared of Tim because I knew he was poz. I had seen it in his profile on Bareback City (it was still around then), although Tim’s profile on Manhunt didn't say as much - I suppose he thought I didn't know. Naturally, I didn’t bring the matter up in our discussions. I just played him off, but essentially avoided him because he was poz. Well, one weekend I got high with my friend with whom I was living, and being really horny, signed on to Manhunt, and of course Tim messaged me. I don’t really know what thinking, but I agreed to go over to his house. He said he had three buddies visiting, and they were all partying. He sent me pictures of them - they were all in their mid 20s. As I said, I was not particularly interested in playing with Tim, but his friends were really hot, so I guess I just thought I would fuck around with them, not him. I made arrangements for Tim to pick me up at the subway station. He was accompanied by a fourth guy named Brian who had also needed a ride. Brian was, like me, young: 21 or 22. In fact I casually knew Brian knew from non-sexual parties and the dance clubs. I thought Brian was really cute, although I had never made a move on him. In any event, I was even hornier because there were four hot guys, including Brian. My ass was twitching at the thought of the four guys pounding me. When we got to the Tim’s house, the six of us partied for awhile. Yeah, I smoked a lot of shit. While I never liked poppers, I was open to most other stuff, although tina was by far the most attractive. I was probably quite a flirt, because I was definitely the center of attention. The party quickly evolved into the hottest orgy of my life: we all stripped soon enough, and I lay on the bed taking hits and sucking Brian’s cock while three guys were taking turns sucking my cock. I edged Brian’s cock to rigid perfection, edging him just to the brink of orgasm. The other guys segued to fingering and eating my ass, sometimes with two or all three of them with a finger in my hole, naturally driving me insane. With the tina fucking my brain, and their fingers fucking my hole, I was very receptive to the dirty talk the guys began spewing forth. How they were going to fuck me raw and blow their loads in my ass. Brian would be edged me on saying "You want these boys to fuck you? You want these guys’ loads? I would groan in agreement, saying “fuck, yeah, yeah - fuck yes pleaaaaaase" but they kept finger fucking, rimming and teasing my hole. Finally one of the mid-20s guys, Matt, pushed my legs back and put his cock to my hole, all the while Brian was kissing me and saying "You want his cock? You little slut. You want that fucking load don't you cum boy?" My inhibitions gone, all I wanted was cum, and I wanted it so bad I was grateful I finally had a cock in my hole. I distinctly remember feeling like such a slut when I practically yelled out really loud "YES!" once his head of his cock got in my hole. And he fucked me. Fuck yes, he started fucking me while they were all watching and talking dirty and playing with themselves. All the while, our host, Tim, was pretty much watching and jerking himself. Of course I didn’t really care what he was doing so long as his cock didn’t come near my hole. But everyone else was taking turns kissing me while Brian sucked my dick and Tim pounded my ass. He didn’t come in my hole, but rather pulled out and one of the other guys took his place. Guess Matt was saving his load, and that’s how it went for about two hours. The guys took turns fucking me over and over but no one cumming - yet. Everyone was so partied up, so I suppose that helped everyone in holding back, although Brian kept saying the guys would give me a huge deposit - when they finally did shoot, and I kept saying how much I wanted that cum in my ass. Finally while Matt was fucking me, they all started talking about how they were gonna cum this time around, and Matt really started fucking me really hard. I was laying on my back, damn near bent in half with my ass in the air and my knees practically next to my head. Guess the booty bumps may have helped me limber-up. Finally Matt say “I’m gonn’a cum in you, buddy!” To which I wailed “Fuckin’ do it, man! Do it!” The other guys contributed their own encouragement, saying "Yeah! Shoot that load up his hole!” At which point, Matt shot. I was wonderful. I could feel his cock throbbing as he shot and pulsating. He let out a huge groan as he came. Brian was laying next to me calling me dirty names. After Matt pulled-out, one of the other young guys took his place, pounding the shit out of me, saying how he was gonna add his cum to Matt's. He was gonna’ fill up my sloppy hole. And again I was begging for it. "Please, dude, please cum in me yeah do it! Shoot in me! Fill me with your cum!" So naturally, he did. The next guy took his place and fucked me much the same. I was in heaven. The third guy also shot in me too and then the last young guy took his place and started slamming my hole. My dick was so hard, and I was leaking precum like crazy. I remember because Brian was sucking it up and talking about how they were fucking my own cum outta’ my dick. Sweet. Well, the last guy shot, but they were all still talking dirty, and I was still hard as a rock. The advantage of tina: one can never have too much sex. About then Tim took the last guy’s place, lining his bare cock with my hole. I remember thinking really fast what the fuck he was doing, he was poz and going to fuck me raw, but i didn't say anything, I didn’t make to stop him, I didn't protest or move or anything. I just took it. I just put one hand on each asscheek and spread them for him. I knew what was going on. I knew he was poz. I knew this poz guy was about to fuck me, and my ass was likely all torn-up. Perhaps I was thinking at some level that I had been getting fucked raw for years, and had managed to stay neg, so what reason did I have to think this occasion would be any different? I knew the other guys were expecting to watch me take Tim’s load - they wanted to see me take it, and I guess I just decided to go with the flow. As I said, I spread my asscheeks and didn't say a word: the universal signal to fuck. Tim pushed the head of his cock into my hole but didn't go all the way in, at least initially. Perhaps he was giving me a chance to deny him entry. Perhaps he was just teasing me. I don’t know what was going on in his mind, but, with his cockhead in my ass, I reached forward, grabbed his butt, and pulled him all the way in. It seems that was the sign he needed, because he began fucking with energy, and I was loving it. No one said anything like "he's gonna charge you" or anything like the stuff I read in here. They were all relatively quiet as they jerked their cocks and watched the breeding. Largely the only sound was that of his cock pounding my hole, my moaning, and his heavy breathing, and, the sound of jacking, and of course the porn movie that was playing in the background. Everyone was watching Tim fuck me. I don’t know if they knew he was poz, nor did I know if they knew I was negative. The only point clear was that I wanted him in my hole, I wanted his cock and I wanted his cum. Then Tim leaned forward and started to kiss me, so naturally I kissed him back, wrapping my arms and legs around him. About then the other guys began saying things like “Yeah, take it, man.” “Take that big cock.” “Take his load.” About this time, Tim broke off from kissing me, asking me "You want it? You want my cum?" To which I answered “Yeah - do it, buddy!” He came back “You want it? You want me to fill-up your ass?” My reply was unambiguous: “Yes - shoot it in me!” And boy did I beg. Tim was kissing me, practically laying on top of me, his torso rubbing my rock hard cock. Needless to say, all the tension and friction made me shoot. I don’t think I had ever shot as big a load before, nor since. His body coaxing a load out of my cock, the other guys ribbing us on, and my ass full of cum. I shot cum all up and down my own chest and even hit my own face. At which point Tim also came, yelling “Oh fuck, here it cums!" And just as I did all those years earlier with Jason, I reached back and grabbed his ass and pulled him into my ass, close and tight. I pulled his dick in to me as deep as it would go. He shot his poz load up inside me. And I loved every bit of it. After it was all over, I didn't even think about whether or not I was going to convert as a consequence of this poz fuck. Well, I suppose that is not entirely true: sure the question crossed my brain, but I pushed the thought out. I was still horny. We partied for several more hours that night. i got double fucked twice, and for the rest of that night Tim fucked me just as much as the other guys. I know I took at least one more of his loads. Two poz loads from him in one night. In six hours I had gone from being totally against him fucking me to letting him fuck me and shoot inside me as though he was negative. After that night, I fucked-around with Tim again - four times, in fact, usually with a few other guys present. I watched Tim blow a load in to Matt and Brian both. As I said, I don’t know if they knew Tim was poz, nor do I know if they were poz at that time, but, as soon as Tim pulled out of Matt’s hole, I took his place and topped for one of the few times in my life up to that point, shooting a thick a load into Matt’s hole. Probably a poz load by then of my own. Tim became my best fuck buddy. He would organize gangbangs for me and me at sex clubs here in Los Angeles such as the Slammer. However, that was too rough for me. Usually we would go to the Hollywood Spa or the Melrose, or the Kohler Street baths or the Zone. I always took loads. No questions asked. Occasionally I would go to Tim's house and smoke tina while he went on line and invited guys over to fuck me. Sometimes I would watch him fuck guys, also. I think he used me to poz other young guys, because he'd show these 18 to 25 year old guys on Manhunt my picture, and say they could come fuck me. They almost always accepted his invitation, and would cum in my hole. And, after the guy came in my hole, generally they would end-up taking Tim’s load up their own hole. Sometimes a guy would ask about condoms, but once a guy had the chance to slip it to me raw, there was no further mention of condoms. Maybe the guys figured it wasn't an issue - that since I was young, I must be neg, and if I allowed Tim to blow his load in my ass, then Tim must also be neg. Whatever, they were okay with barebacking. And I didn’t care - I just wanted cum, cock and tina, in that order. Well, maybe in reverse order. I can’t really say. Tim and I played around for several months, and probably played with several dozen guys. Eventually I left California and moved to Colorado, to a town where no one knew what a slut I was. No one knew my past. All they knew was that I was fresh meat. It was not long before I was taking loads from them too. Raw, in my hole. More groups. More gangbangs. I wouldn’t say I was a pozzer. I still don't top much. Really, I rarely top. But you could say I did my fair share of pozzing with Tim, although I've lost touch with him. I don’t know where he is or what he's up to, if he's got a new boy or who he has pozzed. I don’t know what Brian or Matt are up to either. For all I know, the three of them could still be fucking around together. Who knows. But I know I'm poz, I know I hate condoms, and I know I take cock raw and encourage tops to cum up my ass. I want and need them to. I have stopped doing meth. Yup. I managed to quit. Can you believe that? But I’m no less a cumwhore. I will always take a load. Virtually any guy I set my sights on will eventually shoot his load in my hole. Occasionally the guys will want to take my load, and I’ll accommodate. Does that make me a charger, or breeder, or pozzer, or gift giver? I don’t know. I would just say I’m a cum pig. All I care about is taking as much cum as I can, and once and a while giving it, if invited.
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Any ParTy tops near Ohio zip code 43512? Looking to get fed T and used for hours on a regular basis. The kinkier the better, especially if into ws, assplay, fisting, breeding, bondage and more. My hole needs regular abuse from tops that know how to work a hole deep and get it wide the fuck open. Get at me. If close by, feel free to text me and maybe we can get together for some parTy fun in my hole. 419-956-8890 faggot.
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A few days ago, I had my first bareback experience with a little help from my friend tina (crystal meth). For most of my life, I've always played the good boy...but I recently discovered how hot sex can be with a little chemical help (better living through chemistry, anyone?). I had a few days off from work, so after I woke up in the morning, I logged on to A4A to see if I could find some fun. I'm 25, 6', with a really nice gym-toned body. I was poking around in the NYC rooms when a hot top privated me and asked if I liked getting my ass totally eaten out and then fucked. I immediately said yes. We swapped pics, and god, what a fucking stud. He was 37, 5'10", 180 lbs. of solid muscle. He had this beautiful 8" cock, nice and thick...but the best part was the man upward curve that was clear in the pic. I prep’d myself with a few assps of tina before leaving my apartment and walked the few blocks over to his place. When I got there, we immediately went to his bedroom and got naked. He bent me over and started checking out my hole. He slapped my ass really hard a few times which got my cock rock hard, pushing me face down on the bed and burying his face in my ass, his tongue just working away at my hole. After a little while, he lay on the bed and had me sit right down on his face as his tongue continued to lick and tease at my hole. While he worked at my hole with his tongue, I bent over and started tried to lick his huge cock. For all of its amazing length and girth, I could barely reach it, so I repositioned myself with his cock nuzzled in my crack, teasing my hole. I was so horned up the inside of my hole was itching. He reached over to the night table grabbing the bottle of lube, reached between my legs, slowly working his slippery fingers up my hole. He took some more lube and coated his cock. We rocked back and forth a bit with his cock massaging my ass lips, his precum drooling out of his cockhead, and coating my crack. Clearly, I was ready to be fucked, and he was game. When we had chatted earlier in the morning, I had made it very, very clear that I never barebacked. He had told me that he was cool either way and that fucking with condoms was fine with him, but sitting there, with my hole totally ready and his rock hard cock all lubed up for me, I couldn't resist. I reached back, grabbed his cock, placing the head against my hole, and maneuvering myself so it entered me - just a tiny bit, mind you, but definitely the harbinger of better things. He arched his back and gave me a questioning smile, but didn't say a word. I let his cockhead rest inside my hole for a moment. Then I slowly let myself down onto the rest of his huge, curved pole. When I had him totally inside me, I bent over and planted a kiss on his lips. He smiled at me and slowly thrust his hips forward. I responded by slowly clenching my ass muscles tightly around his huge piece, and he responded with a very happy sigh. He leaned forward and embraced me, and without letting his cock slip out, gently lowered me to the bed and put my legs up on his shoulders. When he was sure I was comfortable, he started to thrust in and out of my hole. When he realized that I was ready for him, he started to fuck me hard and fast. I responded by bucking my ass up towards him. Each time he pushed his cock back in, I would clench my ass muscles to make his ride as tight and sweet as I could. Suddenly, he pushed his cock all the way into me and flipped me on my side, continuing to pound away at my hole. I was so turned-on I was moaning and groaning like a pig in heat. He flipped me over on my stomach and started pounding some more. That mean curve on his cock was hitting all the right spots up my ass. Naturally I was having a fucking ball! He suddenly pulled me up into the doggy position and started pounding even faster and harder than before. Suddenly, he shoved his cock deep inside me and I could feel his cock pulsing as he shot his load deep inside my ass. I was actually a little sad that he had cum, since I wanted more, but to my delight, when, in a few seconds he slid his cock out, it was still rock hard! He got some more lube, slapped it on my hole, and slid his cock right back in my now wet and well-stretched hole. He continued to fuck me hard and furiously. We kept switching positions (which made me very, very happy since the curve of his dick hit different spots) and after another 15 minutes or so of fucking, he shot another hot load up my hole. Finally, he lay down on his back and I got on top and rode his pole like a bronco rider. I jacked my cock and eventually shot a huge load all over his stomach and chest right as he shot his third and final load up my ass. When I turned and looked at the clock next to his bed, I realized that he had fucked my hole for almost two hours, non-stop. That was my first barebacking experience, and I can't wait to get more!!!
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Seven months ago I got bred 5 times in one weekend at a bathhouse partying. From that weekend on I have been addicted of the feeling of cum shooting in my ass. It now not enough to just be bareback fucked but I had to feel the shots. I met this black guy online a few months ago. 30, 5'9, 185 lbs. 8.5 cut. We hooked up one night while I was parTying and he pounded me hard like he was mad at somebody. After 30 minutes of just straight dog-pounding my ass he asked where I wanted his cum. And of course I said my ass. He shot about 7 or 8 times in my ass. For several months we always kept missing each other but I never forgot how he fucked me. And he didnt either. I had gotten some tina to partying with and of course neither one of the guys showed up so I used slammed a little tina in disappointment. Fast forward to a few hours later of trying to hook up online unsuccessfully saw the black guy online. He was logged in on his phone and was on a break from work. I asked him how much time he had left. He told me he had an hour but the only way he could come is if he "drove the bus." Im like what bus? That's when he told me he was a school bus driver but he really wanted to fuck me because he had not cum in over a week. Well I said come on over in the school bus if you must. He said he would be here in 10 minutes. Since we were pressed for time I figured I better make this memorable. I mixed up a rig. I put a little extra in the rig and got it ready. I stuck the needle in, registered and pushed the tina in my veins. I heard the school bus pull up outside. And then the heat came, I coughed and the bells were ringing. I turned over on my stomach with my legs wide open. My ass lips began to quiver as they got wet. I hear him open the front door to my house. At this point it could have been anyone. I didnt care. I then open my fresh English poppers and take a whiff in each nostril counting to ten. Now Im floating. My entire body becomes a sexual object waiting be used. I take my hand and dug 4 fingers in my wet gyrating ass and begin to moan loudly so he knows which bedroom Im in. He walks in and when he see me with a hand in my ass, humping the bed, moaning like Im in heat, he says, "DAMN I want you." I began to say, "I want you! Fuck me please." Then he gets that temper I was talking about. After taking off his clothes, he yells, "SUCK MY DICK BOY!" and grabs my head and forces his 8.5 in cut red bull can thick black cock down my throat. I could taste and feel his pre-cum streaming out of his dick. He then grabs my upper body and forcefully turns me over and says get on all fours. "TELL DADDY YOU WANT THIS DICK. As I get up on all fours there is a string of pre cum still connected to a puddle o pre cum on the bed. I never pre cum!!! Well that ended to day. "LOOK AT YOU PRECUMMING LIKE A PUSSY BITCH. COME ON TELL DADDY YOU WANT THIS DICK BITCH!!!!" I start whining, "Please give me that dick daddy. Please give me that dick and cum daddy." "YOUR GONNA GET THIS DICK AND MY DIRTY CUM BITCH!!!" And at that moment he slams his fat black dick in my wet pussy ass. OMG!!!! It felt so good. He fucked me like his life depended on it. The more he slam fucked me the hotter I got. The more the precum flowed. It was so much I started to grab the precum from my shrivel clit-dick and lick it from my fingers...with same fingers that were in my pussy ass only 5 minutes before. He pounded until I fell back flat on the mattress. He lifted me back up each time. DONT RUN FROM IT BITCH. TAKE IT." By this time Im literally was in tears it felt so damn good. I didnt know (or care) what time it was but I knew it would be coming to an end. He stopped and pulled out. Actually I was so wet it slid out of my ass. I asked him did he cum. He said No. I said, "Please cum in me beore you leave Daddy." He grabs two pillows, turns me over on my back, places the pillows under my ass, spreads my legs as far as they could go and slams his still hard dick in my ass with no hands!!!!! I felt so good I got dizzy. He fucks me with my legs wide for a couple of minutes then pulls my legs shut until my knees were on either side of his shoulders. My feet were on his waist. "Come in me! Give my that seed Daddy!" "YOU WANT MY POZ CUM BOY? YOU WANT 7 DAYS OF MY SEED? YOU WANT TO CARRY MY BABIES?" By this time, I could only say, "Ill be your bitch and carry your poz seed. And while Im yelling and whining, "Cum in me!" Over and over again he says, IM ABOUT TO MAKE YOU PREGNANT. IM CUMMING RIGHT NOW!! He froze and shot 9-10 ropes of cum in my ass. I literally could feel his dick pulsating. He let his dick stay there until he was finished cumming. As he slides his still hard dick out of me I beg him to let me to suck it clean. GODDAMN!!!! YOUR ASS IS OPEN AND ITS FULL OF MY POZ CUM. Before I suck him clean I grab my butt plug so I dont lose any of his dirty seed out of my ass and shove it in my ass. A glob of cum comes out of ass and he scoops it up with his fingers and places it in my mouth and slowly pushes his wet hard dick in my mouth. The glob of cum along with the taste of my ass juices and blood was all over his dick and now in my mouth and on my tongue. I try to do a good job because I remember he has to drive the school bus. After I lick him clean, he says, 'THANKS BOY. I SO NEEDED THAT. THANK YOU OR LETTING ME OWN YOUR ASS." As I laid on the bed in bliss he gets dressed and runs out to the bus and drives off to pick up the kiddies from school. What a lunch hour!!!
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Pierced and inked pig in NY in June and seeking twisted hook up with similar or perverted Tops. Unsociable and filthy and up for most things: are for breaking apart from NO KIDS. Give a good first but want a Dad to open me up and wreck my hole.
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I'm looking for one or maybe two older gentlemen. Top, vers/top, even bi. Some older men that enjoy both straight and gay porn. Prefer older men that are friends with Tina. I wanna role play older man/younger guy scenarios (daddy/son, uncle/nephew). I'm into pig play so I'm looking for total pervs with toys and a huge sex drive. I love giving long head session, Tina makes me hungry for precum. I wanna have toys in my ass while I suck your cock, l wanna make out while we rub our dicks together and lick your chest. I like them hairier and taller than me (I'm 5'4"). I wanna play with Tina before you and I start role playing, I want you to start rubbing my legs while I rub your chest, put me against the wall, rubbing my ass while you dirty talk to my ear> You start pulling my pants down slowly, rubbing my ass and trying to finger me, making me moan and making me beg for more Also into WS and would to try FF. Give a lot of slam and poppers and I will be slut for all night long. I want cock inisde me so bad.
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BB Bottom looking for older men to slam with, SLC UT
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I'm looking for one or maybe two older gentlemen. Top, vers/top, even bi. Some older men that enjoy both straight and gay porn. Prefer older men that are friends with Tina. I wanna role play older man/younger guy scenarios (daddy/son, uncle/nephew). I'm into pig play so I'm looking for total pervs with toys and a huge sex drive. I love giving long head session, Tina makes me hungry for precum. I wanna have toys in my ass while I suck your cock, l wanna make out while we rub our dicks together and lick your chest. I like them hairier and taller than me (I'm 5'4"). I wanna play with Tina before you and I start role playing, I want you to start rubbing my legs while I rub your chest, put me against the wall, rubbing my ass while you dirty talk to my ear> You start pulling my pants down slowly, rubbing my ass and trying to finger me, making me moan and making me beg for more Also into WS and would to try FF. -
Daddy type who is a complete slut begging to be fucked when I get slammed. Will pleasure every cock that is willing to fuck me. lets slam and get pervy together. East of Waterloo, Iowa
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Slam pig Glasgow recently discovered T. Looking to parTy any where in the Uk. I can travel or accomodate. Willing mouth ass for fuk fist. Extreme play. Few limits. Slam N use. Johnr6060@yahoo.co.uk genuine
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I'd been cruising this guy off A4A for over a year, but had never been able to connect. The whole thing was mysterious from the start...he began by saying, "If only you knew.....what I could do with you". That was enough right there to get my blood boiling! Over the months, we talked by phone and I discovered he is neg. At first I thought he might be a "chaser", but we finally met about 3 months ago and used a vaginal film for his protection. For some reason, he douched and douched and still wasn't clean, and was so tight I could have sharpened pencils with his ass! We parted, both feeling like it just wasn't gonna happen. He turned out to be a little overweight, not my usual type... but we left it open. Last night he called to say he'd returned from Europe and wanted to see me. I hadn't had my quota of orgasms for the day yet, so "why not?" He looked thinner, happier, and healthier. My thoughts became twisted...I remembered earlier conversations which hinted at something deeper. He used the film and I penetrated. He must have been willing, as it was one of the sweetest fucks ever... I knew already I'd have to come many times in his hot neg hole, and that I'd probably FILL HIM UP with my poz cum.... I did. Through various chambers, twists, canals, and right to the prostate we fucked...me dropping loads all along the way as I went...being careful not to have them "blow out" of me as they can, rather letting them ooze out into his body and hungry hole. We fucked for hours, and he told me he wanted my cum....wanted to have all of it. I mentioned my fantasy about fucking someone while he slept, and he said that that was HIS number one fantasy!!! I couldn't believe I was hearing correctly. When I asked him for details, I became certain that he wanted me to dominate him and use his ass for my pleasure, which is what I was doing anyway. I told him my idea as well, and he took some "G" to get some rest. About half an hour into it, he became very heavy. His body was propped up on pillows, dog-style, ass in air as I fucked him deeply. I noticed him going in and out, as I had taken a little too to follow what it did to him. I knew that if I got a little drowsy that he would be very sleepy, not being used to it. Our mutual fantasy came true. Within about 5 minutes he was cutting Z's, snoring, as I fucked him just as I wanted to...with total control, the way I like it. I fucked him that way for about 30 minutes before he started coming in and out of awareness, still very heavy to move about. I had dropped several more loads, at the thrill of using his ass for my pleasure and at pozzing a neg hole! We went on for a long time after that, and I blew as many loads as I could into his hungry ass, knowing that I would not have another chance to poz him for a long time; his 20 y.o. boyfriend was arriving today and he would be monogamous. If I have anything to do with it they both will be over here getting their neg asses filled with my cum. Of course I have already planted the seeds!
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Who going to the Black Party in NYC in MARCH 2012?
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Hey Pigs, Thinking about going to the Black ParTy this year and need info on what to expect and see who's going from this board? -
Looking to service anyone who helps me.find a good connect. Want to be whored out fill and pozzed
