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I work from home with bf, after lunch we decided we were going to play both showered and cleaned out. He took charge and ate my ass and then fucked me in a couple of positions. The final position was over the bed were he breed my hairy ass. He collapsed on the bed and I was still horny and said he his hole was to sensitive, well I was taken that hole and breed his beautiful ass doggie style. It was nice knowing that I had a load and gave him a load. Ahhhh what a feeling.
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It had been a while since we fucked, I was so horny and 5 day load waiting. The bf and I started kissing and he said he should go clean out. He got out of bed took off his clothes and got on my cock and said I need you deep inside now. He rode me till I blew that 5 days worth of cum up his sweet hairy hole. Ah what a feeling! No wasted time here, his hole was clean enough to fuck:)
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Bottoms: For how long can you usually bottom. Does size matter for your performance? Tops: For how long do you expect your bottom to keep going?
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looking to get my hole eaten, stretched, and gaped at steamworks. hot guys only. private room. PM me to talk details
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Who would like to star in a well made amature bareback pnp group fuck video in the San Francisco Bay Area?
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I see there's another, more specific place to post this. Still trying to figure out site navigation etc. Just took my last load (oral) about 10 minutes ago... from a straight middle-aged guy who responded to a CL ad. He's from out of town but comes here once or twice a month on business... wants someone to "suck his cares away." He's mostly straight and pretty new to getting sucked by guys but other than being a little nervous to start, he really liked it. I had some gay bukkake porn playing, which he watched with interest. It took a while and some work, but he exploded with a huge load in my mouth. And before he left he said he'd like to come back again. I said of course. Waiting for my next BJ guy to show up... this one is muscular white and 26.... we'll see if he shows or if he's a flake. Prior to tonight, I had a pretty good week. Tuesday night had a straight, white, built 22 year old (virgin with a guy, or so he said) fuck me good. His load was so big I was still feeling it inside me almost 24 hours later. Then Wednesday night a 40-someing FB came over and fucked me til he came in my ass. He apologized because earlier I had said I wanted his cum in my mouth. I told him that ass was better. ;0)
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Video of me getting fucked using spit for lube.... http://www.xtube.com/play_re.php?v=9CUp1_G222_&c=myv&page=1
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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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Must be DD free. Prefer shaved cut cock 6 to 10in. I will be really nasty and perverse for the right cock. Atm, balls deep, anal toys in public. Send me a pic and I will send one or two of me. Can travel local. Would prefer a descrete local. Abs. Gloryhole. Motel. Doesn't matter.
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Anyone Skype? want to watch me breed my hole this morning with used condom I found last night in bookstore booth..brought home...let load sit overnight..and now ready to breed myself with dudes cum!!!
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Hi, almost two months ago I had an operation to move away anal-condyloma. Right now I can't have sex, it doesn't hurt but my hole is extremily tight...How many of you had the same problems and how did u get back to get fucked as usual? Let me know...I'm fuckin' horny!
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Searching 4 NEG TOP in SLC 6/3-5.
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OK I have to come clean about my biggest fetish. I’ll try and keep this short. I’m trying to see if this is a turn on for fellow bareback tops or if there are bottom out there who experience this. When I first decided to start barebacking 15 years ago (I’m neg by the way) I started with a muscle guy I met in the Sauna Centre-Ville in Montreal. I was in hallway naked and stroking my cock. (I’m always in bathhouses naked; what’s the point of wearing a towel?) We cruise, start making out, and as I start to crouch down to rim his ass he gently pushes my face away. I asked, “You don’t like getting rimmed?” He says, “It’s not that getting rimmed triggers something that most tops can’t handle.” I said, “Try me.” We go back to his room he lies down on the bed on his back, and says, “Are you sure?” I say, “Yup.” He says, “Eat me!” Since he had a hot muscled ass I dove in face first. I started playing with his nipples, and play smacking his ass. His moaning became louder until I felt this clear liquid shoot into my mouth. In disgust I said, “Did someone cum in you already?!” I wasn’t into feltching back then. He said, “No. When I get excited I get wet! Really wet.” I tasted the liquid again. It didn’t taste fecal or like cum. Then I smelled his ass. The smell this liquid gave off was INTOXICATING!! It was a sweaty, salty smell. It was so fuckin’ hot! My cock got hard instantly. I hissed, “I suggest you hang on to something!” I WENT TO FUCKIN’ TOWN ON HIS CUNT! He kept on screaming, “Oh you nasty pig fucker your making my ass fucking squirt everywhere! Oh god! Eat me good!” Then I slid my cock in him! It was heaven. It was extremely wet, warm and I fucked him like a 16-year old getting his first taste of pussy. When we came together it was primal and didn’t cum, we unleashed a roar! Years later, I’ve seemed to open the flood gates on this (excuse the bad pun). Now I attract bottoms who do this naturally. For example, I had a fuck buddy for three years who would get so wet I would have to put three towels underneath him. I learned what would make his mancunt squirt so I would rub my cock head in just the right spot and he would gush and grab a pillow to cover his scream of ecstasy. But his mancunt would gush so much my cock would be covered in this clear liquid. Now I have a new fuck buddy who does the exact same thing x100 more. All I have to do is lick his nipples, kiss him and it’s starting to run down his leg. The sex! The sex is mind-bending. He squirts his juice all over my face, cock and fingers. I can’t get enough of it. He gets me hard, I lay down on my back, he climbs on top, sits on my cock, rides me until his ass squirts all over my dick. He gets turned on over how much it turns me on. Again, when we fuck it’s fantastic and the orgasms we have get complaints from the neighbours. Here’s a example from XTube of how wet guys get when I fuck them. That isn’t me in the video by the way...it’s an example. This is what I mean by guys who get "wet" when they get fucked: http://www.xtube.com/watch.php?v=dTFK2-S343- So here’s my questions: do all bottoms do this?! Or is it only a certain type of bottom? How do bottoms do this? Is it a turn on for other tops? Or do you find it disgusting? I thought this would be the safest place to “come out” about my unusual fetish to see if I’m alone in this or there other tops who love it as much as I do. It is the hottest sex ON THE PLANET and I wanted to see if there are other who are turned on by bottoms who “squirt”! I did some research and Dr. Robert Kinsey documented this does happen when a bottom was really excited but I wanted to hear first-hand accounts. -
NEG GWM in Central Idaho ISO NEG TOP to please. H,W,A,R unimportant. Luv 2 please.
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Hi all. Neg. Bottom in Central Idaho luvs giving up Tight Ass. H,W,A,R unimportant. Luv good Cock with stamina(neg only) Luv 2 Pls!
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I was a janitor with the education department for a decade. I had started in the high school cleaning up after the snotnoses and then finally improved my lot in life by moving up to the junior college and adult school campus which was also closer to my apartment. I had known about one student starting when he was in the high school but as with the other kids I wasn't interested in wasting my time other than a polite "How's it going?" in passing. I mostly ignored the kids since most were of low morals, surly, dopers and hoodlums. The adult school and college seemed to have brighter and nicer students. The main requirement was being over eighteen to attend the adult school or college, as well as passing basic tests to enter the college. The student I had known of in the high school befriended me when he was eighteen and a half while attending the adult school. He was pretty good looking, about 6' tall, somewhat slender, and had the long blond hair most young guys seemed to sport back then. I myself was just over 6', 275 lbs, just beginning to bald and gray and fifty-one when we first talked to each other. "Jim." I said when we shook hands. "Rick." he replied. His hand seemed small in my nail-bitten bear-paw, almost like shaking hands with a woman. It was a week later after our after class chats when he came on to me. I rejected his advances politely but I did help mentor him so he could finish his remedial classes and get into the college. A year and a half later he began classes at the college. I continued to see him since the college and adult school were on the same campus with the college on one side, the school on the other and two middle buildings and the big gym being used by both. Rick was doing good with some of my help and finally graduated from the two year junior college with an associate degree. We hugged on his last day on campus and I didn't see him until two and a half years later. The thing about that was that although he had earned another degree at the four-year, he was whoring and hustling. I was in town and happened to see him. He thought I didn't know what the area was so he smiled. "Hi Rick" I said as I hid a smirk and wondered why he was selling sex instead of getting a job. "Hi Jim" he replied and we shook hands. He seemed a little dirty, not as kept up as he had been on campus. He had worn a preppy outfit including white shirts, a sweater-vest, dark slacks and leather sandals. On the street he wore pastel shirts, the sweater vest and dark slacks and loafers instead of the sandals or sneakers. He had cut his hair shorter. We talked a while and I saw him again a few weeks later. He then asked me if I wanted to get my rocks off. "I don't pay for it" I told him. "It's on me, Jim. I'll admit I had the hots for you for ages. Now please fuck me" he gushed as I tried to hide my astonishment. We went to an abandoned parking garage where whores and dopers did their thing. In a somewhat private corner of a vacant parking space between the wall and a seemingly abandoned pickup, he knelt and unzipped my jeans and fished out my uncut dick. I had some cheeze under my foreskin but I enjoyed that great feeling when a good cocksucker licked and ate it from under my hood and off my prick and swallowed it. He ducked his head under my gut, sucked my dick into his mouth and sucked on it while inhaling my sweaty crotch. My dick felt really great as he licked and sucked on it til it was hard. He opened his mouth and pulled his head back. "Want to fuck me up my ass?" he asked. "Sure. But you'll need to suck it clean after I cum" I replied. "No problem, stud" he grinned. I was glad we never kissed knowing what he did with his mouth. He stood up, dropped his pants and bent over the open tailgate of the old pickup. I spat on his asshole, stepped up to him and inserted my dick up his ass which was quite loose so my dick slid right in. I gripped his hips and hilted myself, flexed my fifty-five year-old love-muscle in him and fucked him. I fucked him easily, enjoying adding the fella to my list of conquests. I pumped his ass for about five minutes, slowly increasing my pace as I got closer to my climax. I grinned and pushed my glasses back in place and continued fucking him. My dick got hotter, closer and my balls drew up, then I then felt my dick swell and again hilted myself, gave some short quick thrusts and blasted my middle-age chub-bear cum up his ass as I held his hips, spurting my jizz up his hole. I held my position for a couple of minutes before pulling halfway out and shoving it back in to pump more spunk into his ass, which was a good cunt, better than most vaginas I've fucked. I thrust again, hilted myself, held my position and then pulled out. He stood up and thanked me for the fucking. "No problem Rick" I said as I stood facing him. He finally remembered to kneel and suck my dick clean. His mouth made my dick feel good all over again as he licked and sucked it clean. "I need to piss Rick" I told him. He didn't try to pull away so I held his head and soon rewarded him with my afternoon beer-laced piss. He gulped it good without letting any leak out between my shaft and his lips. I was satiated and felt great once he finished drinking my piss and sucking on my dick more until it was clean. He sucked off of it leaving it clean and dry and kissed it and my sweaty scrotum. "You're a good piece of hole. I'm glad you're doing good for the men" I said, as he stood up. He said he had tried gay sex in the four-year college and got his mouth and ass broken in there. He had been anally raped a month before graduating. He had been whoring since graduating the four-year college he had transferred to after graduating the junior college. He'd looked for a job and after a series of short term jobs and a stint in a small rock band he found that hustling and whoring was easier. "I have a buddy who might want a piece of your ass if you don't mind, same terms" I told him. He asked who it was and I told him my friend Clarence. He knew Clarence but as with me he didn't know the man would just as soon fuck him as look at him. Clarence had said he wanted to fuck him some day while we shot the shit on our lunch break. Rick didn't really want to do Clarence, but since he owed me he capitulated.
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One thing I liked doing after getting new glasses was wearing them while fucking someone's ass or mouth, kind of like initiating them to good sex. I was inspired further by watching my uncle's fifty year old friend who was a large he-man chub-bear pounding some twenty-something twink's ass into the bed. The asshole lay on his stomach on the bed while the man lay on his back or assumed a modified pushup position to fuck him. The man was wearing his '60's-style black-framed hornrim-type glasses. They then had a second fucking where the twink knelt before the man who then held his head and fucked his mouth while he admired himself fucking the cuntmouth in the bathroom mirror. I had a friend picked out, actually he saw me in my new black-framed hornrims and wanted to feel the power of my loins propelling my meat in his ass. He also wanted to get fucked on his back with his legs up so he could admire me as I fucked him. We had our date a day later. We started off by stripping and hugging, then we stripped and he took off his wire-rims, kissed my cock and sucked me to hardness, then kissed it again and handed me the lube. He got on his back on the bed, raised his legs and I put a pillow under his ass to raise his hole a little. I then took my place and entered him. He flinched as I shoved it right in him to my balls. "Nice twat." I said as I hilted myself He grinned and said it felt good to feel a real man fuck him. I grinned and fucked him. His ass was built for fucking and I liked how he admired my studmanship as I took my piece of his ass. I thought of my uncle's manly friend cornholing that twink and drilled my friend's ass, my pelvis slapping his ass as I took my pleasure in him. I didnt pump my eyebrows up and down as I got close to cumming like my uncle's friend did but I simply increased my pace and stroke and then finally hilted myself as my dick pumped eight or nine rapid-fire spurts in his love-tunnel. I then slammed-home another dozen thrusts to pump the rest of my load up his ass. He reached up and pulled me to him for a long passionate kiss and thrust his dick between our bellies and came as we passionately french kissed until he was spent. I then withdrew and he licked his cum off my belly and kissed it and then sucked my dick clean, kissed it and asked me to give him a drink of my warm beer on tap which I gladly did. He then gave my feet some oral servicing while I reloaded. Half an hour later I was ready to make love to his mouth. I stood up, he knelt and I screwed his mouth. It simulated an asshole bent-over with the man holding his hips and fucking his ass. He swallowed my load and sucked off of my dick leaving it clean as he had after drinking my warm beer on tap. We got dressed and he treated me to beer and pizza and hugged me tight before I headed home, my sexual needs satisfied for the day and my new manly glasses "broken-in".
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I had a wonderful and varied sex life putting my uncut meat and cheeze to about 25 new bottoms and verastiles per year. It was surprising mainly because I was another short fat dude with a small penis but unlike Carl who was cut and bit his nails I was uncut and never bit my nails nor cleaned them often. I worked in various automotive fields, mostly parts. I worked in a rebuilding plant, an auto parts store and later a junkyard where we stripped cars and trucks and sorted the parts for sale, selling to rebuilders or scrapping. My callused rough strong hands and thick nails also facilitated holding some bottoms in place while I fucked them although most were willing to get their heads under my beer belly and suck my small cock or loved taking it up their asses for an easy painless or low pain fucking. I was shooting about a load a night on the average but slowed down in my forties. As I approached my fifties I began experiencing erectile problems. I couldnt get as hard as I used to so I was limited to oral and masturbating unless I fucked really loose assholes. I had the option of the then new erection pills or fucking women whose cunts were stretched out by having too many kids but that was about as appealing as fucking a shoe and I had heard about the pills causing blindness. As I turned fifty I was sucked off by someone who had a tongue piercing which scraped my dick enough to make it bleed. Turned out that cocksucker had just sucked off a poz cock, much of the man's cum remaining in his mouth when he sucked my dick. The virus from that poz jizz entered me through that cut on my dick. I got that horrible flu two or three weeks later and was knocked for a loop. I had to take a couple of weeks off from work which didnt please my boss at all. I then had little sex life other than jacking off or getting blowjobs from poz cocksuckers. It was OK and satisfied my needs for getting off and then I met a poz guy with a loose ass and had a ball fucking him. Much as I loved feeding my cheeze and cum to cocksuckers and using their mouths as urinals I also still loved to fuck ass. After the fourth or fifth time I fucked him he told me about how great he felt when he pozzed someone, how really good his dick felt when he pumped his deadly poisoned jizz up a negative asshole. I was jazzed and decided to find an eligable hole to infect. My problem was finding a neg hole that was stretched enough to allow my semi-hard to penetrate him. I finally met someone named Doug at a social club. Doug was in his mid twenties, on the slender side with long black hair and clean-shaven. He had been careful about who he let fuck him and made sure they wore condoms or at least pulled out before cumming. He would let some finish in his mouth and swallow their loads. We got together and I used his mouth a few times and he developed a bond with me because he was also part "mouse" in that he liked eating a man's dick cheeze too. One day he said he wanted me to knock him up. I had put my dick in his ass a few times and fucked but honored his wishes to cum in his mouth. He then admitted that he got fisted a few times by men with small hands who kept their nails clipped or bitten to the nubs so he didnt have to worry about nails cutting his rectum. I remembered my buddy Jim at the junk yard bragging how he pozzed a difficult to infect fist-fuck bottom asshole by fisting him and slicing-up his rectum inside with his nails first. I had the nails for the job and like Jim had let them grow a little longer and then clipped them straight across so their sharp corners could help them do their job inside Doug's ass as Jim's had in some of the assholes he pozzed. Doug had seen my nails grow out over the next couple of weeks til they went past my fingertips. He went and got tested and had what would be his last neg test result. Once he had his results that he was still neg we made a date for that afternoon and after getting home I cut my nails straight across. That afternoon Doug noticed I had cut them straight across. "Yeah, they were getting a bit too long." I replied. I didnt mention anything about the reason why I let em grow longer so I could cut them the way I did but he'd likely figure it out soon enough. "Dont you ever clean 'em?" he then asked. "If I do they just get dirty again just as soon as I punch-in and start work at the junk yard." I replied. After we stripped and he lay on his stomach on his bed. "I'm gonna just grease your hole a bit so my dick will slide a little better." I told him and greased my index finger, skinned my hood back and scooped some smegma from there with the nail of my index finger and then shoved that finger up his hole. I extended fully it so it curved backwards alittle and rotated my wrist a dozen or so times to cut his rectum a bit, then I crooked that finger to a ninety-degree angle and rotated my wrist another half dozen times, doing more slicing. I then straigtened it out again as before and pumped it in his ass a few times, my nail cutting into his rectum with each thrust as I rotated my wrist while thrusting. He seemed concerned but then again he wanted to get pozzed by me as much as I wanted to poz him. I was taking advantage of the fact that a hole cant really feel inside itself past the anal ring sphincter muscles. I pulled my finger out. It had blood on it and the bit of smegma I had under the nail was gone so my dirty sharp nail had done its job in him. Seeing what I had done to his asshole inside my dick was boned, seemingly more than it had been in years without even having to get sucked on. I added some grease to it and mounted Doug who seemed to shiver in anticipation. I put it to his hole and then shoved it in. I lay on his back, my dick in him to my nuts, and then I fucked him. Being intact I was able to fuck him for less than ten minutes but those minutes were very enjoyable for me, especially as I neared my orgasm. I fucked him faster and a little harder and then my dick welled-up with that really great feeling. I ejaculated inside him as my penis spasmed with the ultimate pleasure, a pleasure I hadnt felt that intense since I had fed some cocksucker my smegma and fucked and cummed in his mouth when I was in college. I let my dick shoot its initial volley of over half a dozen rapid-fire spurts of death-seed, rested almost a minute and then began thrusting again to mix it into his innards and force my infection-carrying sperms into the cuts in his love-tunnel walls. My dick felt alive like a dangerous snake pumping its deadly venom into its prey. I let my hips do their thing as my loins propelled my prick in his ass like a piston in a well-oiled cylinder. I almost couldnt believe how good my over half-century-old dick felt as I filled Doug with my deadly dick-shot death-venom. I rested on his back, my dirty dick still buried inside him. "That's the best fuck I got since I met that biker!" he gushed as he arched his back and tried massaging my dick with the muscles of his loose ass.. "You're the best feeling piece of ass I've had in the last two decades." I answered and thrust again. "Leave it in stud!" he added. I did and took a short nap before my dick finally shriveled completely and came out as I shifted my position. I stood up beside the bed. He got up, knelt before me and lovingly sucked my dick clean and kissed it and my scrotum. He then sucked my index finger and kissed its nail as well. "If this takes hands like yours will be my next fetish." he said as we headed to the bathroom. "Piss in my mouth." he begged as we stepped into the bathtub. "I'll be glad to." I said as I he knelt before me. I put my penis in his mouth and took a very pleasurable piss which he drank all of, then he sucked off of my dick leaving it clean and dry the way he had after I pulled it out of his ass. He kissed it and thanked me for a wonderful time. I got dressed and left his place. I stopped at the local mixed-sexuality watering hole I sometimes frequented and had a beer to celebrate the great feeling orgasm I had pozzing Doug's ass. I saw him a few times over the next couple of weeks and then he called me saying he felt as if he had been beaten up by a team of bikers. He had finally caught the HIV flu courtesy of my finger, its nail and my HIV-shooting dick. I helped him each day through his flu and when he finished getting over the flu and started feeling good a month later he got tested. When his results came back positive he hugged and passionately french-kissed me. He took me out to dinner and a show which was a dirty movie at the adult cinema on gay night. We held hands and he caressed mine, kissed it and then sucked me off, swallowed my load and kissed my dick. I wondered if he was falling in love with me. Doug wasnt a one man hole. While he still occasionally serviced my meat, rimmed me, drank my piss and even orally serviced my feet when I got off work, he was also taking loads from any man who looked and acted masculine and was passing my bug to other neg holes who looked and/or acted effeminate.This exposes an example of how long fingernails can be used to facilitate pozzing difficult to infect assholes and why it may be wise to be weary of men with long nails when trying to remain neg. -
A holier than thou punk had been dissing and harassing the positives. We got tired of him and had told him to go play with his neg friends. He didnt really know me since I seldom was where he was. I was still healthy looking, almost forty, 6' tall, about 240, long shoulder length hair, glasses, and 7" of cut meat. I worked at a junk yard so I was usually greasy with callused hands and the dirt and grease under my nails was as dark as my glasses frames. The asshole was in his mid twenties with the maturity of a teenager. He had blond hair, unisex attire including dainty (unlike my classic mens hornrim type)glasses, wore earrings and other jewelry and sometimes did drugs but we saw no tracks on his arms. He was mostly versatile and his ass had been fucked by some big ones but he was never fisted. Someone said a couple of poz guys had fucked him but he had beat the odds. He was such a goddamn scumbag douche he wasnt worth the dirt my foot fetish friend licked from under my toenails when he sucked my sweaty feet. "Maybe he needs to get fisted and then fucked or at least dry-fucked." I said. "Good idea." replied someone nearby. They decided that it would be easier to dry fuck him than to get up a team to hold him down so someone could ram his fist up his ass which would be too tight to do quickly. Normally a new fistee would have to be fed quaads and stretched over a period of at least a week according to fisters I'd talked to. Rushing it could rip the asshole's sphincters and render him useless to most of us men who would later want a piece of his ass. I had fisted a few assholes but only ones that were already broken-in, given my full size hands. Anyway I liked the idea of ripping someone up with pelvic thrusts of my dick as I fucked him, pumping pain into him with my love weapon while my dick and I felt nothing but pleasure being a superior manly stud conquering some scumbag obviously inferior to me and other men, and the ultimate feeling when I ejaculated pumping my deadly AIDS in him while he cried feeling sorry for himself. I had done that to a virgin one although he was more or less wasted on dope and another asshole who had been fucked only by small-endowed men. Both of those assholes bled and I could have knocked them up had I been positive back then. We knew where the punk hung out and what kind of men turned him on. I was on the fringes of the kind of men he would service and my cut 7" was bigger than the usual 5" and 6" dicks he usually took although he had taken a nine and ten-inch when he could find one. That meant his hole was used to bigger ones and was less likely to get the tiny tears and fissurs that would let the virus into his system. My dick was up to it and I was one of the better-hung men as well as larger and stronger than the guy with the cut nine-inch I had shared a bug-chaser with. We knew that once I rammed it up the asshole and started pumping he would fight to get out from under me. The plan was to hang out in the bar the asshole frequented and if he didnt pick up a trick by the panic hour I'd try my luck cruising him and hopefully take him to a rented room we had set up and score. After three successive nights the plan actually worked. One night seemed a slow night for him and he seemed in heat. He was a versatile but often let the other guy fuck him first because he seemed to be in more pain if he got fucked after cumming or was less inclined to want to get fucked after he came. I would have liked to fuck him after he got off just to put more pain to him but then again I figured he might cum from getting fucked. I took a stool near him at half past one in the morning and as he sat dejectedly nursing his drink I fondled myself and he noticed. He nodded, I nodded back and he asked me if I was versatile. I replied I was even though I'm a Top and never intended to let anyone use me for a bottom. A few more words and he seemed resigned to settle for me and we left. We took a cab to what I said was my place and we went into the apartment. We hugged but I could tell he wasnt as attracted to me as he was to the younger more hip guys he preferred. He seemed even less attracted to me when he saw me in the light. At least he didnt try to bolt. If he did the team would come out of the walk-in closet and help hold him down if necessary. "Do you want to go first?" he asked. "Yes, I want to fuck you, then we can go from there." I replied as we stripped. He looked semi-athletic as well as his coiffed hair and dandy-like appearance which was quite a contrast to my plain blue collar with long hair look. We left our glasses and socks on although I would have loved to have him give my sweaty feet some oral service as well. "Suck it hard." I told him. He knelt and did as he was told. My dick felt good as I stood looking down on him while he sucked it to hardness. I hardened quickly in anticipation of what I would do to his ass. He left it wet as instructed and lay on his stomach on the bed. I stood behind him so he couldnt see that I was simply faking greasing up. I merely dribbled some of my own spit onto my dick and then spat on his asshole and mounted him. He seemed to feel the lack of sliminess but didnt say anything. I then let my weight drive it in. "Ow!" he whined as I forced my dick up his ass. I hilted myself in a couple of powerful thrusts as he whined and cussed me out. I lay on him pinning him down much like when I pinned a bug to a block of wood in a college freshman science class while he got used to my spit-lubed dick in him. I began fucking him and he squealed, "You ugly son of a bitch!" and tried to wiggle his ass side to side in a vain attempt to dislodge my dick from his hurting hole. I jabbed his ass cheeks with my thick thumbnails which caused him to cuss more but he kept still to avoid more jabs. "Fuck you!" I growled while punctuating each word with a brutal thrust. I then fucked him as harshly and brutally as I could including hip-snaps and full strokes but careful enough to keep it from slipping out of him. I also angled myself from side to side to tear the sides of his rectum as well as moved my pelvis up toward his head and down towards his feet to get the top and bottom of his rectum. I corkscrewed my hips at various depths as well working to get him bleeding inside. He felt it and fought but I was able to keep him under me with the help of grabbing his hips and sometimes his upper arms tighter, my thick nails which I kept cut straight across digging-in including drawing blood. That blood was minuscule compared to the blood I had coming out his rectal walls as I had a ball tearing him up inside before pumping for the kill. I felt his hole getting a little slicker and managed to raise myself up by grabbing his upper arms and looking back between my belly and his ass and saw what looked like streaks of blood on the exposed part of my dick which I then slammed back home before he got any ideas. I then lay on his back and began piston-thrusting in him, my pelvis sometimes slapping his ass, as I gradually sped up. My dick and my male ego were both feeling good as I pounded him into the bed. I was glad for the rubber sheet under the bedsheet knowing what was to be spilled including cum and blood. I let my pelvis take over, my dick going from pile-driving to jack-hammering him into the bed as I raced toward my climax. Pure happiness took over as I got closer and then it hit, I began pumping my powerful bullets of diseased cum into the asshole who seemd to be resigned that I now 'owned' him as I happily pumped my AIDS into him. I repeatedly rammed it home as the great feeling my dick enjoyed almost hurt because it felt so fucking good pulsing with that utmost intense pleasure, the male orgasm. I slammed it home until I was sure every last virus-carrying sperm cell had left my dick and was doing its work carrying my filthy deadly viral load through the rips in his anus into his bloodstream. I rested, catching my breath, as some sweat rolled off me onto him. I could feel a bit of sweat wetness between his back and my belly and chest. "Man, fuck that felt fucking fantastic! I cant remember the last time my dick felt that good. I'm so glad I fucked you." I exclained. The punk seemed to ignore it, seething in his own world of pain and misery having been fucked in more ways than one by a manly beefy self-centered stud nearly twice his age and masculinity. I corkscrewed my hips to stir my load in him and force more virus through his battered rectal walls into his bloodstream as well as add pain to him and pleasure to my penis which was still mostly hard. He cussed me out and told me to pull out. Again I said "Fuck you!' emphasized with two brutal thrusts and remained laying on and in him enjoying the afterfuck. I finally pulled out five munutes later, my dick pink with cum and blood and a little brown as well. He saw it and just about freaked knowing how much I tore him up inside. I would have liked to make him to suck it clean and make him drink my warm beer on tap but with his rage that was out of the question. Instead I turned my back to him and wiped my dick off on his shirt, then dropped it back onto his clothes. "I see you came." I said, noticing the white slime on the bed when he got up. Much as he objected to how I treated him I knew that I would turn him on enough that he would cum from getting fucked by me although he would never admit it. Many less-than-masculine bottoms seem to love being used like a cheap piece of cunt by us masculine Tops. I got dressed and he reluctantly did too. He said that he would never have sex with me again even though he likely knew he owed me a blowjob. He had thought it would be a nice session of versatility with maybe some 69ing and trading fucks and sucks but once I had him pinned to the bed with my dick he knew it was a different story. I quickly got dressed and watched as he got dressed. He then said a few choice words on his way out, slamming the door behind him. As soon as I made sure he was gone the team came out. "Great fuck Jim. You're a fuckin hero!" one guy said and hugged and kissed me. A series of hi-fives and slaps on the back along with more hugs and kisses finished the glee. We then headed home. A couple of weeks later I walked into our usual watering hole and Tom who was a bear a dozen years my senior threw a bear hug and french kiss on me and told me they had found out the punk was sick with the AIDS flu. "Good work stud, you did it!" he exclaimed and kissed me again. A round of hugs and kisses followed and one guy asked me to fuck his mouth which I did in the mensroom. I felt good being hailed as a hero for enjoying tearing up some asshole with my dick and having a really great feeling orgasm knocking him up with my deadly cum. A month later the punk tested positive. Another round of jubilation including a poz bottom who loved getting fucked by me, sucking my dick clean, drinking my piss and kissing my powerful dick and balls. A week after that a bug-chaser asked me to fuck him because he wanted a masculine stud to knock him up. I gladly pumped my aids up his ass. It was almost as great feeling an orgasm as when I fucked that punk two months before. The joys of fucking someone more ways than one. The punk's immaturity extended to his neglect of taking his meds properly. He got sick and last anyone heard he was bedridden in a hospice.
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I had arranged for a friend of mine to come stay for the night with the intention of being bred continuously throughout the night. Our plans had already been modified thanks to 2 str8 roommates, a part time boy friend, and a sinus infection, so my hole was nice and hungry. I arrived at his place a little later than originally planned to find that he was home alone. We walked through his house talking a bit until we got to his bedroom. After showing me something on his computer, he then turned to me and said, "So, do you want me to fuck you"? Without thinking I replied, "It isn't a slaves place to want. It is a slaves place to take what his master gives to him." I was immediately told to take off my shorts, get on my knees and present my ass to him. Believe me, I didn't waste a single second. First thing he did was spread my ass checks so he could manipulate the large plug I had been wearing most of the day. With one quick jerking action, he pulled the plug straight out of my hole. His next words were orders that I was all too willing to take. "Spread your legs, arch your back, and keep your head down. When I give you an order you will reply how?" I replied as I knew I should with a quick, "Yes, Sir." He smacked my ass and said, "You will be fucked hard and you will be fucked continuously. I will pull my cock out and shove it back in with one thrust. Do you understand me?" To which I again replied, "Yes, Sir." His last instructions to me were, "I will also decide when and if I'm going to give you my cum. Understand?" I raised my head, turned to look at him, and simply repeated the words that by now were all he wanted to hear, "Yes, Sir!" Having answered his final question, I reached and grabbed the bottle of poppers that sat to my left on the floor. No sooner had I inhaled fumes in each nostril when I felt his hard cock head spreading me open and his cock being buried deep inside me. I was in sheer ecstasy. He pumped me hard and deep, only stopping once and telling me that I "would not move or else I would pay." He asked if I understood and I answered that I did. For the next hour my hole was fucked relentlessly. The only time he stopped was to order me to change positions, or to pull out in order to wait for my hole to pucker and then shove his hard 9" cock back inside me. Never once did I complain. Why would I? This was what I had wanted from every top I've ever known. He continued to pound and abuse my hole, going deep inside me. I would start to push back and grind my hips against him only to be told to "Stop moving!" or "You will move only when I tell you too!". When he could feel himself getting ready to cum, he leaned in and whispered in my ear, "Tell me what you want, slave." I raised my head and said, "For Sir to please fill me with his poz cum." He started thrusting faster and told me I should milk his cock with my hole. I started pushing back as fast as my ass could while meeting each fast, furious thrust. Just before he released he shouted, "take my dirty load" and thrust his cock as far inside as he could. As his balls emptied inside me he started pushing the load as deep as he could. When he was finished he pulled out and shoved my plug back inside me. He ordered me to get dressed and we were soon on our way to my place for the night... (to be continued as soon as I get a moment to write it up)
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I was working my vacation by harvesting fruit. I was surprised to meet some gay and bi guys on the team. I had half a dozen fellow gay and bi men at the metal fabrication plant where I normally worked, and the sex with those guys was great. The sex I had with the guys on my vacation job was an unexpected bonus. Two of the guys at the orchard were Juan and Eduardo, both masculine, hefty swarthy Latinos, about my age, that is to say they were in their late twenties to early thirties. At 6', Juan was about an inch under my height. He weighed 260 and sported bitten nails which made his hands excellent for mutual masturbation. Eduardo was a few inches shorter than Juan and about 200 to 210 pounds, and he, like Juan, bit his nails. Just to complete the picture, I am white, wear glasses, sport a beard, weigh-in at 240, and yeah, I bite my nails. Unlike Juan and Eduardo, I was circumcised and had almost seven inches to their six-inch cocks. We originally planned to screw Mikey, a willowy fella who looked like a flat chested woman with long bleached hair, however as Mikey was unavailable, we ended-up playing with Rick, my nerd-buddy. Now, Rick was Juan's height but weighed at most about 190 pounds. With his horn rim glasses, he looked just like the sort of geek who show-up in comic books from a half-century ago - the type of guy who, while laying on the beach, is targeted by surfers who kick sand in his face. The only noteworthy difference between him and this caricature was the dirt under his nails. Owing to his job at the plant as a mechanic, the dirt was as black as the frame of his glasses frames. Oh - another difference: he fucked a sports jock in his college. He was versatile and uncut. The date took place one fine spring day near the orchard in an old garage that had been used as a sex pad. We met there one morning and started off with a group hug. "That feels good guys. Let's strip and do it again" I told them. We then stripped and hugged again, then we sucked each other, and in the process I enjoyed the accumulated smegma of several days from Juan's and Eduardo's cock. Rick, meanwhile, first sucked-off Ed, and then Juan, eventually swallowing their loads and kissing their dicks and balls. Ed then began sucking me off. Juan was sucking off Rick, and not surprisingly, since he was uncut, he came before I did. After Juan swallowed Rick's load, he kissed his dick and took over from Ed, sucking me to completion. Ed didn't mind since he had sucked me off on several occasions, whereas Juan had not. Soon enough I blew my load in the chubby's mouth. After Juan sucked off of my dick and kissed it, we rested a few, swilling beers before resuming our play. After about half an hour of rest, we were ready to fuck Rick. Having gotten off first in the oral round, Ed went first. Rick sucked his dick to hardness, leaving the man's dick wet, Rick lay on his stomach on the mattress which was on the floor, his legs spread. Apparently Rick had been fucked earlier that day in a tryst with an on-line hook-up, so his ass was lubed. Ed mounted him and inserted his hard dick up his ass. "Nice culo. I fuck this bitch good" Ed said as he hilted himself and began fucking. Juan and I stood naked with our arms around each other watching Ed have his piece of the nerd. Ed took easy strokes enjoying himself in Rick's good hole. The man's pelvis and ass smoothly moved up and down as he made love to Rick's ass. Juan and I soon sported hardons again. A few minutes later Ed stiffened and hilted himself as he grinned while he ejaculated in Rick's dick-loving ass. The man remained hilted for about a minute, gave a couple of small thrusts, withdrew and dismounted. Rick put another pillow under his pelvis to raise his ass for easier entry by the corpulant Juan. "Your turn stud" I said as I patted Juan's shoulder. Juan gave Ed a deep kiss, and then mounted Rick who looked like he was in seventh heaven. Juan adjusted himself, leaned forward, placing a big fleshy hand on the asshole's upper back and eased himself into position, his hard prick kissing Rick's ass lips, and, after a pregnant pause, drove into Rick's ass, his manly weight driving his cock home. "Nice tight cunt" he said and started fucking. This time Ed stood next to me and snaked his arm around my waist, as I draped my arm on his shoulders, my dick was throbbing as we admired Juan's studmanship as he fucked the queer. Ed reached for my dick and I had to say, "Dont touch it or I'll shoot." He smiled and withdrew his hand. I wasn't exaggerating: scarcely a month earlier I had shot off when Juan grabbed my dick while we watched a gang bang involving a drag queen and a dozen guys. On that occasion, while Juan had already fucked the queen, I ended up blowing my cum on the floor, and I was determined not to allow that to happen again. Soon Juan's fat was shaking and rippling a little as he fucked Rick's ass a little faster and harder. His dick was still quite sensitive and he came in a matter of minutes. Like Ed he hilted himself to pump his love juices as deep up the asshole as possible. My own dick was slimy as I oozed precum. Like Ed had done, he pulled a little way out, thrust, withdrew and dismounted as we helped him up. Rick pulled one of the two the pillows out from under his crotch. It was now my turn. I planted my knees where Juan's had been and pretty much mounted Rick the same way as had Juan. I put my dick to his slimey hole and drove it right in. My meat slid into him easily, lubricated by the loads of cum Rick had received earlier. I lay on his back a moment, luxuriating in the sensation of of his muscles and the sweat that coated his body. Then I began fucking him. My dick pumped smoothly in his ass like a well-oiled piston in a cylinder. He was still snug around my dick even though he had been fucked regularly for years. I fucked him much as had Ed and Juan, then I sped up, feeling my oats, wanting to add my cum to the mix. I fucked faster and harder, feeling the heat from the controlled friction between my dick and the Rick's asshole, enjoying my role as the top in our relationship, as well as enjoying the opportunity to share him with two buddies. Soon my pelvis was slapping his ass as I pumped him with gay abandon enjoying how good I felt being part of a small team of men using him for a woman. I began sweating a bit and breathing hard as I piston-thrust in him, then pile-driving him, followed my jack-hammering in his ass. I reached climax, feeling my balls constrict as my cum readied itself to blast into Rick's ass. I began cumming, hilted myself, pulled halfway out and slammed it home until I was spent amid the cheers of my two fellow studs. Naturally I rested on his back, my dick deep inside him as I caught my breath. "Great fuck stud." Juan said as we hi-fived. I slammed a few more thrusts up Rick's ass before yanking out. I stood with my arms around Juan's and Ed's shoulders while Rick sucked our dicks clean and kissed them and our balls. I could tell that Rick loved the taste and smells of our cocks and our crotches. I left my dick in Rick's mouth and pissed and he drank it. The other two men told Rick to drink their piss, and he complied. Then Ed asked to drink Rick's piss. I was surprised that either one would drink piss. Needless to say I would use Eduardo's mouth not just as a cunt but as a urinal every chance I got until my vacation was over. Juan also used his mouth that way and broke his ass in. Both had been fucked in their early twenties but didn't like bottoming, but I was able to score both their asses my last week at the orchard. Mounting and fucking them was a great feeling, the compact cub-like Eduardo and the large fat Juan, their tight slick holes making my cut dick feel so good as I fucked them and came inside them, spurting with pleasure pumping my cum up their asses. They also sucked my dick clean and drank my piss as well. Of course I continued to fuck and otherwise use Rick and the other bottoms and versatiles and was later able to finally share bleached blond Mikey with Juan, Eduardo and another equally manly Hispanic man, who like me, was a Top and a great french kisser. Fucking Mikey's 29 year old hole was just as good as fucking Rick's.
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I was always a classic nerd. Even my name was nerdish but that didnt matter once I discovered gay sex and guys who liked nerds. My first gay sex was fucking some effeminate queen whose ass was like a decent vagina. Of course that fella gave me superior head not to mention swallowed my load unlike the broads who spat it out like it's something nasty. The first cock I took was a forty-year-old short fat Latino's uncut 5", first sucking him off a few times and giving him my ass cherry two weeks later. He also gave me head and swallowed my cum as I did his. "Lenny, you sure a sexy stud. Glad you got my cherry" I had gushed after he'd pumped his fifteenth load up my ass. After he dumped me a month later for fresh holes I met a couple of really great men. One was Rick, a nerd like myself, who was a mechanic. The other was Henry whose seven cut inches broadened my ass as well as choked me when he fucked my mouth. Fortunately I decided to mostly top since I was more on the masculine side, in fact more masculine than most straight men or at least nerds, not to mention that taking my glasses off to suck cocks or rim ass was a hassle. One night a dozen years after my first fucking, I was as horny as I was the first time I nutted in a man. Since Henry had stood me up, saying his lover had the day off and they were going to spend the day together, I was at a sex club. I don't know who gave me AIDS that fateful night, because I was fucked in the ass by both a hippie and a fat middle aged man (both of whom I had also sucked off for their second loads), and I had flip-fucked with an executive and had fucked two other holes. I was so turned on getting fucked by the hippie and the chubby I came from getting fucked by them. A couple of weeks later I got the flu. I knew something was wrong and sure enough I found out I had HIV. Some time later I ran into the hippie again, and he admitted he was poz, and had enjoyed infecting me. He said fucking my ass made him feel really great and manly and described how pleasurable pumping his death-seed up my ass and his disease into my system felt. I was devastated. Henry my best buddy said our sex life was over unless I was content with him jacking off into my mouth. I was able to stay healthy and after a few months I decided that I needed to get off in someone sans condom, but didn't want to randomly poz some innocent piece of ass. My first target was a punk on a friend's shit list. I wanted to experience the thrill of pumping my deadly HIV into someone. I saw breeding a guy as the ultimate power to feel really good while fucking up someone forever, as the hippie had done to me. My mental state was enforced by the disclosures of a couple of my masculine poz friends had described their orgasms in neg assholes, much as the hippie had enjoyed pozzing guy's assholes, such as mine. The punk I was to poz was a bitchy arrogant pretty-boy twink fresh out of the military who had pissed-off a buddy of mine. My friend told me where the punk hung out and pointed him out to me in a bar. I made my move a week later in a club. Like many of the places I frequented, the club in question had an alley to the rear, and not all that surprisingly, a lot of sex went on in the alley. I had a buddy, a buffed-out surfer-jock come-on the punk. The plan was my buddy would take the punk into the alley and fuck the shit out of the kid, in actuality being the punk's last neg fuck, and I would follow close-up on my buddy and add my special cum to the mix. Half an hour after we arrived my jock buddy and the punk were chatting it up. They then left out the back door and I followed them discreetly. Soon the punk was stripped and on his stomach, legs spread wide, on the mattress we had prepared in advance hidden behind the big dumpster. My jock buddy had his jeans halfway down and had already had the punk suck his nine inches hard. He greased up his loggerhead and mounted the punk. He handed the punk a popper bottle, lined up his shot and let his weight drive it home. The punk whined and whimpered, not used to such a big thick dick but he wanted it in him just the same. He was in seventh heaven getting fucked by a large handsome stud just a few years older than him. The man fucked that hole good and nutted in him, as he had in me and I in him before I got pozzed. My own dick was rock hard oozing precum. After the man thrust some more he dismounted and I came out of the shadows, pants ready to drop and mounted him. I shoved my deadly weapon up his ass, my stud buddy's cum excellent lube. The hole felt good around my dick. After hilting myself I began fucking him. I felt a manly studly well-being as I fucked that asshole, knowing how great my orgasm would feel when I pumped my deadly AIDS virus up his ass, which had been stretched and torn by my jock buddy's thick dick. He at first thought little of it, being a bit drunk and on the poppers my buddy had stuck back under his nose as I made love to him. Halfway through my piece of him he turned his head and took a look, then realized I was fucking him. "No geek fucks me! Fuck off!" he screamed before three other men came to help. I gripped the punk's upper arms, helping the men hold him in place under me so I could finish having the piece of ass he owed me. He had fancied himself a man of the world but he was now learning his true place as a piece of ass soon to be a diseased sickly carrier. I stepped up my efforts, fucking him with a series of brutal thrusts to help tear-up his rectum some more. I felt good and studly, a hero conquering the enemy. I fucked faster and harder, my cum welling up, my dick getting ready to shoot its deadly load into the receptacle. The punk began crying. "Be glad I'm not as hung as Bill you bitch!" I growled as I doubled my efforts. Savagely pounding him, I proved (at least in my mind) that a geeky nerd was more a man than a pretty-boy egotist. My climax then came rapidly as I hilted myself in him as pleasure enveloped me while I shot my load of HIV-laden cum up his ass in eight or nine rapid-fire spurts. It was one of my all time best feeling orgasms, the excitement of my stiff penis pulsing with pleasure filling the asshole with my deadly seed. I then resumed fucking him in a series of brutal hip-snapping thrusts to pump the rest of my virus-laden jizz into the cunt-hole. Joy filled my heart as my deadly cum filled his ass. "Hope you liked getting fucked by us real men." I said. He was pissed, but not nearly as pissed as when I told him, "I just got my poz cum off in you, and man does my dick feel good!" The punk freaked and struggled. "Too late, bitch" said one of the men helping hold him down. I left my dick in, still thrusting and holding on, as well as corkscrewed my hips to force more of my death-sperms into his torn anal walls, rested a moment, brutally slammed my dick home in him a couple more times and yanked out. The punk was crying, sobs shaking him as I pulled up my pants. One of the guys who'd helped said he was poz and asked to suck my dick clean. Of course I let him. After sucking my dick for five minutes he sucked off of it, kissed it and my sweaty balls, stood up, hugged and kissed me and told me how turned on he was watching me fuck the punk and sucking my dick clean. He then had himself a piece of the punk and added his dirty cum to mine. A few more manly pelvic thrusts and he pulled out of the now bleeding hole. I sucked him clean, kissed his cock and balls and we all left, leaving the punk curled up sobbing on the mattress. My friend was proud of me for what I'd done. He also serviced my jock "bait" friend a few times and let him service him as well since they were both versatile and still neg. The punk got the flu, as I had after my fun with the hippie. After finding out the punk converted I traded fucks with a poz friend and then we 69ed for our second loads. The bitch eventually came down with full blown AIDS since he failed to take his meds properly.
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I was kind of laid up because I had broken a leg and toe as I had been doing yard work while NOT wearing my steel toed work boots. I hit the edge of a concrete retaining wall, tripped and fell. The doctor said I had to rest with my leg elevated and get up only to eat, get a drink of water or use the bathroom. My sex life wasn't entirely out the window thanks to my buddy Chris who came by every day or two to take a load off me - as well as cook and clean for me. He did a great job of giving me good head, but I needed to pump some of my viral load into an asshole, preferably a virgin. I had a thin mattress on the floor which facilitated a more stable bed for sex, especially anal. Chris tried sitting on my dick and pumping himself up and down long enough for me to get off, but he was unsuccessful, so we looked around for other bottoms. The first piece of ass to successfully sit on my dick was already poz but, after he and Chris sucked me hard, I will say he did a good job of pumping himself up and down on my stiffy. It felt good to pump my gonads up his ass but I still needed the thrill of pozzing a virgin, so I encouraged Chris and the poz bottom to spread the word among likely playmates, playing-up the sympathy angle for me, describing me as in dire need of anal action. Eventually they found an asshole who accepted the invitation. I was a normal masculine 30 year old Top, well over 200 pounds, with brown hair, brown eyes, glasses, strong callused hands and nails that I had kept bitten but I had slacked off after testing poz so they ended up dirty from my maintenance and repair job at the plant. Under my gut hung my almost eight cut inches of horny meat that had made a few holes bleed with some healthy pounding. My thickness also facilitated splitting and tearing rectums with good thrusting which allowed my virus easy access to the systems of aids-virgins I knocked-up. My size 12 feet also enjoyed oral service not to mention how much I liked getting rimmed. Chris was versatile, almost my height, but well under 200, blond, wore wire rim glasses and although masculine enough he tended toward bottom. He had a good head on his shoulders. He loved giving head and I might note had a nice ass which I had first fucked before I converted. My new 'virgin' conquest was Douglas. He was neg, was semi-swarthy, sported black hair, was versatile and weighted about 200 pounds. He had was definitely neg as he had been tested for both HIV and syph, and having come-up positive for syph, he had abstained from sex until his doctor cleared him. Chris didn't tell him I was poz - that I'd be the stud knocking-up his ass. "Hi Doug, pleased to meet you" I said when Chris introduced us. "Same here. Can't wait to get your load deep in my ass" he replied. He stripped and began sucking my dick, humming in delight as it hardened in his mouth. He then kissed it and Chris handed him the lube. He smeared some on my dick and then patted some on his asshole, took a position straddling my crotch while facing me and carefully lowered himself onto my dick. As my cock head punched through his sphincter, I slid in fairly easily. I grabbed his hips and gave a thrust to hilt myself while pulling him down onto my crotch with a grin as a bit of pain showed on his face. His ass was good and tight, certainly tighter than Chris' and that of the poz guy I had fucked a few days earlier. other asshole who'd sat on it, ripe for stretching inside so my dick would rip at least a few good fissures in his rectum for my disease to pass through into him. I then lowered my ass back to the thin mattress, pulling him with me, my dick buried up his ass. I flexed my love muscle inside his colon and then relaxed my hold on his hips. "Okay, start pumping on it" I said. He began working himself up and down on my prick as I lay back enjoying myself, my hands loosly on his hips to guide him and help keep him straight. He had good strong leg muscles which gave him the endurance needed to bring my cut prick to orgasm. He rested a couple of times but massaged my dick with his ass muscles for the half minute or so he rested before resuming pogoing on my penis. Chris helped steady him when he started getting tired. Being cut I needed more stimulation and time in order to bust my nut. Finally after about ten minutes I was starting to get my urges. "Pump faster" I ordered him. He gave me a tired look, but complied, which was the inspiration I apparently needed - I could sense my orgasm was getting closer. He could also see the look on my face that I was about ready to pump off in his ass. I grinned and worked his hips to get him to speed up, and began to thrust a little to augment his work on my prick. I grunted, then said, "Ready or not, here I cum!" as I began ejaculating in him, my penis pulsing in pleasure as I filled his ass with my deadly disease-carrying sperm. I held him in position, my dick hilted deep inside his body, just to ensure my aids-laden cum would be planted as deeply as possible into his raveged hole. I then thrust a few times and had him raise up a couple of inches and then pulled him back down a few times. Once I was spent I had him remain sitting on it to make sure my prick inside his ass helped force my deadly virus-carrying sperms into his torn rectal walls. I then thrust one more time a few minutes later as my prick softened. Chris slowly helped him stand up off my dick so he could keep as much of my load in him as possible. Hardly any leaked out of his nice tight anal ring. "Man that sure was a nice piece of ass" I said as Doug kissed my dick and then sucked it clean. "Kiss my balls too" I reminded him. He did and softly sucked on them as well then he kissed my aids-gun again and stood up. Chris then kissed my dick and said "Man, you did a nice job AIDS-ing that hole. You turned me on doing it" he said after sucking off of my dick and kissing it. I don't think Doug didn't register Chris' remark as there was no follow-up. Instead Chris and Doug then 69'd, getting off quickly as a consequence of having been turned on by the anal action. His ass full of my AIDS, Doug dressed and left. A couple of weeks later Chris said he had seen Doug who was then going through the AIDS flu. "You knocked him up well" he said as he kissed my crotch. Doug had not fucked-around with anyone for several weeks after I unloaded in his ass. Apparently my thick cock had done an excellent job tearing-up his hole, and the recovery took several weeks - so I was definitely his AIDS daddy. Chris joked Doug had he knocked himself up because he did all the work. We laughed and then Chris stripped and I turned onto my side, Chris lay facing my crotch and I was able to hold his head to do my first active fucking in three weeks by holding his head and fucking his mouth to orgasm. The memory of the pleasure of knocking-up Doug was still inspiring weeks after the fact as I joyfully fucked and came in Chris' mouth. It was a good face-fuck, using his mouth like the good cunt it was, pumping my dangerous jizzum into it for him to swallow - which he gladly did before drinking warm beer from my tap. After Chris dressed, washed his hands and made lunch for the two of us, we ate and he left after kissing my dick again. I continued with my sex life and lifetime of taking meds. I curbed my need to poz AIDS virgins but still planted my deadly seed in an occasional guy - whenever the situation felt right, and, of course, I had a celebration fuck whenever I found out I had infected a bottom. Truth be told, however, most of my anal conquests were already poz but seemingly half of the guys I converted where apparently neg cocksuckers who caught it when sucking me off.
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No endless emails or chatter you want and I want , lets get some guy or guys together and get a regular thing going on. I can host during the days and some evenings. Personally like it when ever and where ever.
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I was a horny young man whose dick stood at a more or less rigid angle so the tip of my 7" was a mere couple of inches from my belly when rock hard. This condition lasted until my mid to late twenties when I became more comfortable at a more horizontal angle. Getting sucked was hard unless the cocksucker lay on his back, hanging his head over the side of the bed so I could lean over him and fuck his mouth and throat, my sweaty balls laying and sliding over his nose. Anal was easier. I simply had the bottom lay on his stomach and I lay on his back and fuck him. It was comfortable for me and the bottoms liked it because I weighed less than 200 lbs. I had also fucked someone when we were standing up: he stood fully upright instead of bending-over as most assholes do when getting fucked standing up. We didn't complete the fuck at that time because we were in an open area, so we went to his place which was nearby so I could finish fucking him and get my rocks off in his ass. One fine Fourth of July when I was 22 my then lover and I had gone to a church picnic. The nice part was that few children attended and there was two restrooms, one for adults only, and another one on the other side of the expansive park marked "Families." I had been shooting the shit with Dave, a handome blond guy of 25 when we both had to take a piss. We went to the adults men's room, our cheap rubber flip-flops making noise as we walked, and we pissed in the trough urinal, then we started hugging. Dave then dropped to his knees and sucked on my dick which hardened in his mouth so I was at attention. He kissed it, and when he stood up I said "You have a great head on your shoulders." "I want to get fucked" was his reply. "Got lube?" I asked. He said he had been fucked a couple of hours before and the man's cum should still be in there. We didn't have any place to lay down and fuck so, I decided to just have him lean up against the concrete wall. Dave dropped his pants, stepped out of one leg and spread his legs a bit apart. I spat on his hole, stepped up close and shoved my dick up his ass. My love-missile rocketed up him as he grunted in appreciation for my stud services. I hilted myself and fucked him fast and good, holding his shoulders as I made love to him. I had read about a large manly jocker "performing a brutal act of sodomy in his punk up against the wall" in prison and thought of myself as the studly fucker putting his meat to his punk, using him for his sexual enjoyment as well as establishing himself as the man in the relationship while putting the punk in his place, in my mind, as a guy not worthy of being called a man. My pelvis rocked steadily, driving my dick back and forth in Dave's asshole as I fucked him with gay abandon. My dick felt good as I shifted my hands to his hips to steady us and get as much meat as possible up his ass with each thrust. I fucked him faster, harder, asserting my manhood and the fella's lack of manliness as my dick felt better and better. I then began counting down as I got close to cumming. I got my urges and then slammed it home and hilted myself as I began cumming in his ass in powerful rapid-fire spurts, the fireworks going off in both our heads as my prick pumped spunk up Dave's ass and my pleasure. Dave arched his back to get as much of my dick in his ass as possible and then I pulled halfway out and slammed it home a few times. I then rested as my dick finished pulsating with pleasure inside him and he lovingly massaged it with his talented ass muscles. A fat older balding man with a beard and glasses walked in and Dave glanced around and extended a greeting. "Who's the latest stud?" the man then asked, to which Dave replied "This is Hank" and introduced me to the older guy, named Ken, continuing to explain Ken had fucked Dave just a couple of hours earlier, so I had, in effect, used Ken's cum as lube. We men shook hands and I thanked him for his cum, and it had served as great lube. Ken and I then kissed and I disengaged from Dave, who who then sucked my dick clean and kissed it and my balls. Ken and I then embraced and french kissed while he used Dave's mouth instead of the urinal. Then we all disengaged. Ken and I left Dave on his own - until the next time we needed relief.
