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This happened about a month ago, I am a freshman in college and I have heard of a few cruising spots on campus which really piqued my interest. One of them was in the Student Union bathrooms in the basement area and the other was actually the showers beside the area called the ‘Chill Spot’ that a lot of students hung out at. So one Friday afternoon, I decided to head to the basement bathrooms first, after my lecture around 4pm. I was really nervous since it was my first time cruising, but also I was excited. I sported a half-hard cock most of the day. I prepped beforehand just in case I was gonna be fucking, and wore a jockstrap underneath my sweatpants. I took the elevator down to the basement which really had a few empty classrooms, a lecture hall and the bathrooms at the end of the hall. there was basically no one there from what it could tell except for a few girls in one of the rooms talking and studying. I entered the mens washroom, and went into the middle stall. I sat down on the toilet and just went on my phone for a bit seeing if anything would happen. For a while nothing happened, until the guy in the stall to the right of me knelt down and presented his cock underneath the dividing wall into my stall. I could not believe it, it was a nice 8 inch throbbing white dick with a really cool biohazard+ tattoo just above his shaved cock. I slowly got on my knees and started stroking it slowly, gradually speeding up my pace. the guy started humping my fist which really turned me on and I heard him whisper “suck my dick”. Without thinking I wrapped my lips around his cock and started sucking his thick cock like I had been deprived of cock for months. He started moaning really quietly which got me so horny. I sucked and licked his big balls, while going back and licking his thick shaft and head. He was leaking a lot of precum and it was making a small puddle on the cold bathroom floor. I couldn't believe I was sucking a stranger's cock in my college's bathroom. Anyway I continued sucking his dick until i heard him whisper lemme fuck your ass you slut, and in the heat of the moment I whispered back, “yes daddy”. I turned around and dropped my sweatpants off. I squatted down and stuck my big ass underneath the divider. I felt his hands squeeze my ass. He whispered “goddamn baby you have such a nice ass” and slid a finger into my tight hole. I wasn't expecting that and I let out a soft moan, breaking the silence in the quiet washroom. I really hoped no one else would come in while this guy was about to fuck my ass. He started fingering me faster before I whispered “I want your cock in me daddy”. Without any hesitation I heard him spit on his throbbing cock and then I felt his head right at my wet boy hole.Ii heard him say “you want this poz dick in you?”. I wasn’t sure i heard him right, but before I could reply he slid his thick tainted cock into my ass, and I let out a moan that echoed in the washroom. He started fucking my ass with long strokes while I was on my hands and knees telling him to go faster. Within 5 minutes I couldn't take it anymore and started cumming all over the bathroom floor, and that made him shoot his cum in my ass. I quickly got up, put my pants on and left the bathroom in a haze of shame and feeling like the biggest slut on campus. I sat in my dorm room an hour later looking up what ‘poz” meant and doing image searches on bio-hazard tattoos. I slid in my butt plug to keep his load in me and jerked off twice to some really hot verbal poz videos while planning my next cruising trip on campus.
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She Knows I have a fairly hyperactive immune system… I have autoimmune issues, which are a common complication of Klinefelter’s Syndrome (47, XXY). But on the plus side, I don’t get colds, like ever. And even with all the guys that have dumped their bare loads in my tight pussy, I’ve never gotten an STI - at least not that I know of. And that’s good… because there have been at least 3 times (that I know of) that I’ve had a poz load shot into my tight hole. All 3 times, the guy wouldn’t say anything (and I *never* ask first as a rule - I need that risk), until they’re about to unload in me… then they will say something like “here comes my poz load you fat slut”… or “does my poz seed feel good in your pussy, whore?” One time, this hot guy was just fucking me soooo hard… I was being used… if people we’re watching they might think I was being raped (and believe me, I know what rape is… but that’s another story). The way this guy slammed into me, forcing himself so deep into my bare cunt, with so much force, brought back memories of how I was used by my uncle and dad growing up. His buddy was roughly fucking my throat, and he’s holding my wide hips as he just keeps pounding me as hard as he can. His buddy keeps forcing poppers on me, and I’m just in heaven - floating on a cloud of debauched pleasure. Suddenly, there’s a knock at the booth door. The guy in my mouth throws open the booth door without missing a beat, and a guy outside grabs it, and shoved something under the door to keep it open. Now there are 4 or 5 guys in the hall jerking off as they watch me get spit roasted hard by these two guys. The guy in my mouth grabs the chain that’s clamped to my fat tits and pulls… HARD. My nipples are already sore from not pumping my milk before I got here. I try to scream around his big cock, but can’t even get any air. The pain in my tits runs right down my spine. It’s intense and exquisite (my body was taught from an early age to view pain as pleasure). I struggle for air; this moment seems to go on forever, the lack of oxygen intensifying my pain and pleasure. Just then, he grunts and starts unloading, his cock head pushing at the back of my throat and filling my belly with his hot seed. He says to his friend as he pumps down my throat… “FUCK yeah this dumb slut can suck cock… you ready to knock up the fat slut?” The guy in my pussy says, “Oh FUCK yesssss… I’m gonna make this stupid fat cumslut pregnant!” His animalistic grunts are followed by his hard cock starting to twitch in my cunt. His friend pushes me back hard against him to make sure I can’t get away. Suddenly, he says, “You want my POZ load, don’t you, you dumb fucking white trash whore?!” I’m high from the poppers and lack of air, and his friend is forcing me back against him… I couldn’t speak if I wanted to… his friend’s cock still hard in my throat even after he came.. The guys in the hall are stroking furiously, cheering him on. “Fuck yeah knock that slut up”; “rape that fat cunt”; “give the slut what she wants”. One guy stays out in the hall, looking around them back in as he strokes. The other two come into the booth and get on either side of me… I feel the guy in my pussy tense up. His friend puts his hand on my throat and squeezes, and says, “Show everyone what a fucking filthy slut you are, you stupid fat cow…” I look in the hall quickly and see two more guys jerking off and recording with their phones… I just push my hips back hard and squeeze my pussy muscles to try to milk the cock in me while I stare blankly into the cameras…any judgment I once had long ago replaced by the depths of depravity I’m being forced towards. His friend notices me pushing back and says, “Look at this bitch beg for poz seed! What a nasty fucking slut!” I feel him suddenly tense again and I push back one more time; I feel the first rope of his (potentially) dirty seed splash my cunt wall.. just then, his friend yanks the clamps from my fat udders… my eyes roll back and tears streak down my face… the two guys on either side of me from the hallway add to my tears, spraying their loads all over my face and trying to hit my swinging milk jugs, which a few shots manage to do… My poz stud spurts rope after rope of his dirty seed into my womb.. I’m crying and covered in strangers’ cum… I’m sooo fucking high I don’t ever want to come down… I take every drop of his seed in my tight pussy… my eyes are blurry from tears… The guy in the hall walks in jerking and recording with his phone… he puts it close to my face and temporarily turns on the flash, blinding me while making sure there’s no doubt who is getting this… my eyes were rolling and must have been bloodshot because he says, “Look how high this bitch is!” I can’t even speak because the guy’s friend has one hand on my neck now and one over my mouth and nose. He allows my nose to open momentarily, and as I try to suck air in, they both hold a bottle of poppers to each nostril. My attempt to inhale oxygen just pushes me higher and higher as the poppers flood my big Italian nose. I feel the pressure in my fat tits release as they start spraying milk on the floor of the booth… the last guy hands his phone to one of the other guys to keep recording, and slips behind me… as the guy who just dumped his poz seed in me pulls out, this guy slams his big dick right in my wet pussy… This triggers a huge orgasm from me. My girlcock shoots my cum all over the floor… I try to lower myself down to the floor, but the two other guys in front hold me so I can’t move… the guy inside me says he’s gonna cum in my freshly pozzed cunt… The realization that I’m being raped by these five guys pushes me down to the depths of decadence that I seek out, and I cum again… my eyes roll, and I’m force fed another big Italian nose full of poppers… they push me back against him as I spray the floor again with cum and milk. My mind goes blank. My eyes glass over. This is the feeling I seek out over and over. When strangers have the guts to force a mindbreak… I will do anything… I’m floating; time slows to a standstill; I can barely hear the guy in the booth who’s recording me now narrating, something like… “she’s about to get her last poz load!” I’m stunned by the realization that they’re all together… I took a poz load down my throat, one in my cunt, and got two sprayed all over my face and tits. The last guy finally unloads, pumping his load even deeper inside me as I’m held there, forced by this poz rape gang… his words swirl around in my mind… I AM a dumb fat white trash cumslut… I AM a stupid whore… and now, I’m a poz rape slut. And I want more. I need more. My neck is squeezed, my mouth is covered, my nostrils are pinched closed… a final, airless orgasm wracks my abused body, destroying me. They all let go of me as I slump onto the floor of the filthy booth… down into my own puddles of cum and milk. I pass out. I am finally shook awake. As my eyes focus, I can feel a tight pussy wrapped around my girlcock, and someone bouncing on me as I lie on my back on the floor of the booth. My eyes finally focus enough to see that the cute young girl from the front counter - who’s young enough to be my daughter easily - is bouncing on me, her sweet little tits jiggling as she does. I watch her alternate between her cigarette and the leftover bottles of poppers strewn across the dirty floor of the booth. The booth smells of cum and sweat and piss… and so do I. After I passed out they must have pissed on me… further degrading me. I’m sure they laughed at me as they all recorded me getting drenched with their golden streams. The girl leans down and whispers in my ear, “I’m sooo fucking high right now…” as her little body bounces on top of me. She moves down to my tits and starts to suck on them; when my milk squirts into her mouth, she moans and starts to bounce faster, impaling herself on my big thick girlcock. It suddenly occurs to me that when the booth doors are open, the security cameras in the hallways can see in. She saw the whole thing. She watched as 5 men raped me into unconscious bliss. And now her tiny pussy is trying to milk the last of my cum from my balls. The thought of this young girl watching the whole time pushes me close; I reach up and grab her little tits. I take a puffy nipple in each hand, realizing how young they make her look. I yank them down as hard as I can, impaling her on me. I feel the momentary resistance of her cervix as I push through… And I erupt… I force myself up, pushing as far into this little slut’s cervix as I can, and I fill her womb with every last drop of cum I have left. My tits explode and she leans down and nurses from them as I breed her. She starts to shake as her orgasm takes over. She screams, “YESSS KNOCK ME UP!” as her body convulses on top of me. As the wave passes, she collapses on top of me. Eventually, she picks her head up and whispers in my ear, “I’m not on birth control…” I whisper back, “they pozzed me.” She looks into my eyes and smiles. She knows.
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Hi im sam 20 5 foot 6 blonde, im a virgin but so horny to explore some dirty kinky things im looking for a daddy who wants to help me live my fantasy and explore. i arrive at daddys, as i walk in the door he hands me a big drink and tells me to neck it which i do immediately, as soon as i put the glass down daddy grabs me and strips me naked forcefully " im gonna fuck you and take your virginity boy and make u mine " then laughs and slams me with t in my arm instantly my whole bodys tingling and im really high. Daddy says " i just slammed u with a big dose of T And ur drink was full of G ur gonna be helpless boy". Daddy drags me to his room and makes me deepthroat his huge cock whilst im kneeling on the floor barely with it cus im so high. Daddy pulls his cock out of my mouth grabs me and ties me down to the bed with my legs over my head very tight. Daddy gets on top of me lines his cock up and thrusts me hard naking me scream in pain and pleasure he pounds me hard for a bit then holds me down and says " im poz boy im converting you with my toxic load" i beg him not to but he floods my hole. Thats part 1
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Hi all, I've seen a few amateur BB vids (like in twitter, telegram) where there are young guys with snake tattoo either on a leg, around buttock, or on the chest, anche they are usually fucking bb stragers or random hookups. It seems that snakes indicates poz guys but I don't have much info about. And, how come that they use snakes? is that a secret code for lgbt community, or so? Thanks for your help!
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Any Kent/Medway toxic breeders about? If you're a smoker, pierced and into leather, even better 😝
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Will be hosting in sydney at a friend's place for the whole day. Looking for raw tops to fuck and breed. Looks and age dont matter. Dont care about status, just after tops that want to fuck and breed me. * not into fem or trans guys
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Cheating after my first 3some The first time my bf and I decided to try being open was during a bear event in Dallas. This was my first bf and my first bear event so super inexperienced. Most of the week, passed without anything crazy. Couple of flirtations here and there but nothing concrete. Our second to last day there I met this guy on GROWLr who was a “chaser” and was into both me and the bf. After a couple hours of hanging out and flirting etc we decided hey let’s try this. After some conversation, the guy let’s us know he’s positive but since my BF and I only play safe with others this wasn’t a big issue. After the bars we came back to our hotel room and everything passed pretty hotly, the guy fucked me and so did my bf, the guy safe and my BF raw. The guy came inside me, inside a condom and right afterwards my BF came inside me raw. We bid the guy goodbye and were settling down for bed. After a few minutes we notice that the hookup left his phone in our room. I happened to know which room he was in (one floor above ours) so I really quickly got dressed in shorts and a shirt (no underwear) and ran the phone up to the guy. He answered the door very quickly, said his roommate was asleep but thankfully my knock did not wake him up. We got to chatting at the door and I was letting him know what a good time I had and that I wish I was able to take his load the same way I did my BF. The guy asked if I ever played raw but I told him that going into this weekend the bf and I agreed that safe play was the only way to go. After a few minutes of chatting at the door, the guy asks if I want to come inside. I ask him about his roommate that is sleeping and how we can keep talking inside? He tells me he has no plans to chat anymore if I come inside the room. Instant boner and without even thinking, I’m taking his hand and following him into the dark room. He pulls me immediately into the bathroom and starts making out super hotly. Arms and hands are everywhere and I can feel his Dick pressing against my stomach. He asks if I emptied out since taking my BFs load and I tell him that I haven’t had the opportunity yet. That seemed to really turn him on and he immediately starts eating me ass. I am in ecstasy as his expert mouth works my hole back to being lubed and ready for dick. After a few minutes he stands up and without asking me, just starts pushing himself into me. I immediately remember he’s poz but before I can even say anything he’s balls deep in me, thanks for the BFs load inside me. He feels so so good that I just lose control. He turns off the lights in the bathroom, turns on the shower and just starts going balls deep in me, withdrawing all the way to the tip and back in me again. I can’t even object as he pounds his raw dick into me. I feel his pace increasing and hear his breath and suddenly he’s holding my arms down, almost to the point of pain and starts slamming into me, hard. I’ve never felt myself be so open and receptive to someone as much as I am now. He whispers in my ear that my ass is his and he’s going to give me his special gift. It wasn’t until afterwards that I realized my begging for every drop of his gift was inviting him to blow his toxic load deep into me. I left the bar leaking out his load and only hungry for more.- 18 replies
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My birthday and Halloween are around the same time so I always celebrate big. It also marks the end of Locktober when my cock is locked away in its cage. By the end of the month the horn is unstoppable. I was sitting in the steamroom at the sauna thinking what I could do to celebrate becoming a real man at 30 and the season. There were a few other guys around; an extremely skinny tired looking twink and a stick thin older man and a bear. Just then a fit jock swaggered in and sat down. The twink said “hey, wanna play?” and the jock replied “not with you, bug boi” and with that got up and walked out – the bear followed. The old man said “stupid lad, doesn’t know what he’s missing” and the twink pulled out a monster cock and winked. I instinctively removed my towel and the twink noticed. He said “you horny enough to take this weapon?” I nodded. “Your locked cock horny enough to take this toxic venomous snake inside you?”. I said “wow I’d been nearly a month and I’d let you do anything. The thought of a twink making me into a real man – a breeder is what I need”. The twink led me to his cabin, laydown and told me to get on board. He passed me a bottle of poppers and I sniffed greedily whilst he said “guys your age can’t resist my twinky charm – but I’m man enough to breed and young enough seed multiple times a day – if you want poz then push back”. I did, feeling his fat cock filling me. I rode him for a good ten mins before he pushed me off and onto the mattress, flipped me over and pushed in me – pounding me hard. He grunted and rode me hard until I felt his balls swell against my ass and he pumped ropes of toxic cum into me. He then unlocked the door, noticed the old guy sitting in a seat opposite and said “bet cause he’s locked he’s gagging for more”. I replied “yes daddy, breed me up”. The old guy didn’t need asking twice. He plunged straight in and pounded for a bit but came pretty quicky. The old guy said “thought you’d be another one of those dumb jocks who thinks they are too good for us". I said “sorry sir, guess I have been in the past, but now I’m becoming more of a man in so many ways”. The twink had a checky glint in his eye and said “think he should make up for it?” and the old man smiled and said “think he’s started already but yes how?”. The twink asked if I would be prepared to take all loads on Halloween and come to his poz party – every load poz except my converting balls and I’d get tricks and treats – beautiful men and men I might think we’re trolls. I said I would and to make sure I didn’t chicken out I’d stay locked to ensure my balls were blue and ready to bust. He replied that was perfect and gave me the address. I knew conversion was guaranteed…
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Young 24 BTTM CumDump here, I’m based in East Croydon (next to station). Any TOPS looking for a ass and hole to use, breed and fill? No loads Refused! I’m free after 17:00. My door unlocked, walk in, find me ready and waiting on bed! Do anything you want! No Limits! Leave me used and filled deep, dripping full of Cum!
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Part 1 I stepped out of my office and checked the list for tonight, it was Friday one of my busiest times of the week ready for the weekend and the events have all been set up. At 26 years old I would have never imagined owning a business like I do but it has been very lucrative as of yet. My name is Samuel at 26 I am 6'4 black hair 235 lb of muscle thanks to my many visits to the gym and also thanks to my Nordic heritage I have black hair and blue eyes my hair is long enough that I'm able to wear a ponytail and I usually have it up for times like this. My business is I own a gay campground that's adheres to many a gay man's wishes, it has been pretty popular in the four years I've owned it with many nights and days of hot sexy gay men coming by to release their innermost desires. There are many stations all over the campground as well as a deep dense forest for many cruising moments. Tonight's event was the foam party as well as the new initiations to the club. What some now and some don't know is there a special section in the campground reserved only for poz men and those looking to be converted. That was the after event specials for those looking for it. The only way to gain entry is if another HIV positive member brings you along or if you make a reservation for that on the website and signing the disclosure agreements. I looked at the list of reservations for the poz event and was happy to see how many names signed up that I recognized and had a bunch of newcomers. The special for the newcomers who sign up for the HIV poz event and those who bring them have their fees waived for entry as long as they themselves bring proof that they are hiv-positive mostly a test showing of their HIV positive status and same goes with the negative guys. Another thing with the newcomers is that those who come in for the HIV positive event get to stay a full week at my campground to help groom them and make sure that they convert all expenses paid. I have been able to make a lot of money off these events so I'm able to accommodate for their long-term stay and it's always a pleasure to help keep them around to make sure the bug takes. It was now around 8:00 it was picking up greatly everyone was excited to get to the foam party but before that everyone was just enjoying themselves in the pools clubs cruising areas and just all around enjoying some awesome sex. I have cameras set up all over the campground and went to my office to look at the feeds and join all the new and returning flesh on flesh action. The foam party started in 2 hours so I decided to go out and mingle with some of my guests. I put on my full leather gear with my harness chaps boots and cap as well as swapping out my nipple rings for the bigger ones that I always wear to events. I never wore underwear while wearing my chat so that way my nine inch cock would always be on display with my thick PA showing below my bright red biohazard tattoo and my heavy balls underneath. Another part of me being the owner that I love the most is taking apart and all the sex around me with most not knowing I'm the owner but I could never pass off the opportunity to pass along my strain to any and all around me. On my way to the club I nodded the DJ into my bartenders because they were the only ones that knew I was the owner and made my way to the dance floor with all the other jocks twinks daddies otters and bears that littered the dance floor and started grinding up on the nearest one I could grab. The twink I grabbed started grinding on me hard while making out with me grabbing my cock and stroking it making me leak like a faucet which always happens. When I reached my full hardness in his hand he gasped at his length and girth and turned around to start pushing his tight hairless hole onto my rod. My pre-cum was enough to start graciously lubing his hole as he pushed further on to my cock and gasped as the head slipped past his ring and went further down. He slipped down further and further pausing to make it easier to accommodate my thick tool and it didn't take long until he bottomed out feeling my balls against his ass. His body was covered in a sheen of sweat as he picked up speed fucking himself on my tool but he was going to slow for me so I grabbed the back of his harness and started pile driving my cock into his hole feeling it's warm velvet open to accept what he really wanted. Going at the speed for twink long and cried in both pain and pleasure not wanting each moment to end begging me to make him his bitch and fill him to the brim with my creamy load. I gave him his wish and pounded him harder and faster growling in his ear for him to take my dick and he was about to get my gift he was wishing for. With one final thrust I buried my cock in at the hilt and yelled for him to take my poz cum loud enough for anyone around watching to hear that this Twink was getting bred by a poz stud. When the Twink finally caught his breath as he slipped off my cock with a pop I could see some of my load leak down his puffy red anus and he turned to me and asked if I was really was poz or was I kidding? I said to him I have been HIV poz for 7 years and never on any meds with making my viral load over 2 million so I'm highly toxic. I can see if the look of panic in his eyes as he soaked it in and started to cry a bit I asked him if he was okay he said that he was only 18 was afraid of being HIV positive. I seeked to calm him and took him to my office help calm him down and to accept what most likely is going to happen to him now. Once in my office I gave him a glass of water which he greatly accepted and sat with him holding him until he stopped sobbing. I told him that it's not a total death sentence of being HIV positive but for him to now look at it as a release that he would never have to worry about having sex the condom and could enjoy the freedom of pure bareback sex with no limitations. He seemed to calm down with hearing that and I could tell he was still turned on because he had a hard-on in his Andrew Christian Jock underwear and while he was calming down I started to slide my finger to his wet hole finger my load in more and more scratching him a little bit to make sure my gift took. He seem to enjoy it and before long we were both fully naked with me in his ass again fucking him like crazy and depositing a second high viral load up his ass. Once we were done with the second round I explained to him that I was the owner of this campground and because he was the first to get my load tonight he was invited to go to the HIV event tonight after the foam party and other events were over and I offered him the week stay with no charge and he gladly accepted it as he now gladly accepted his fate as my poz pup. I gave him my cell phone number and told him to go out and enjoy the rest of the events and text me whenever he got close to the time of the poz event so that way he could start making his way to it. He smiled at me and gave me a deep kiss telling me thank you for opening me up to this new experience and that he was looking forward to more times like this and to help pass along the gift I gave him. With that we both put on our clothes again and I carried him on my shoulders back out into the parties and got a rousing cheer and applause from all the other men around when they saw us walking back into the club, the DJ announced that it was 30 minutes till the foam party and that anyone joining in to make their way to the designated area with their tickets of entry and to be ready for a wild night. Thank you for reading this please let me know what you think and stay tuned for the next part
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Irving was a 56 year old man who was a chub. Who was also positive. He was not exactly eye candy. He was overweight, buck teeth and thinning red hair. Adam, was the love of Irving's life. Adam was 23, a muscular jock, with a 8 inch dick and a flat ass that Irving always fucked with a condom. He didn’t want Adam to become poz. Adam loved Irving, but was getting bored. Adam wanted more. As faith would have it, Adam met Kyle, a 24 year old man. A swimmers build, red hair, smooth body. A 7inch cock. Adam and Kyle almost immediately started having an affair. Kyle would tear Adam’s tight hole a part. Pumping him with his load. “Next time we fuck at your place.” Kyle said to Adam. Once Adam knew for sure that Irving was going to be out, he and Kyle were having sex all over the house. While Fucking in Irving’s study on top of his antique coffee table. I ring walked in on them. “Irving, I can explain.” “Explain what an ungrateful little slut you are?” Kyle, quickly got out and left. “I see you do like it raw.” Adam was no match for Irving, who weight over 256 pounds. Irving slammed Adam down.pulled down his pants, didn’t even use lube. Using Kyle’s cum. He went into the young man’s ass, and started fucking Adam. “Remember, your ass belongs to me.” “Since I stopped taking my meds,” I have a high t-cell count.” “Please, no Irving.” The young man pleaded. Irving kept going in and out. Until, he grunted and clasped on Adam’s back who had tears streaming down his face. ”From now on I fuck you raw.””you understand me, slut?” Adam whispered weakly. “yessir.”
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TRUE STORY! 4 years after 9/11 i went with a friend on a vacation to New York City. I was 22 & he was 21 (Let's call him DB.) and we knew each other from clubbing in Amsterdam. Because we lived close together an about 100km from Amsterdam we started to go out clubbing together. He comes from rich family so we always drove there in his BMW. After closing time we went to the Thermos Sauna to see if we could find (seperate) a hot fuck. He looked very hot naked. He was blond and had a slim slightly athletic hairless body; a real twink. I was build a bit bigger, but an athletic/muscular body due to my Judo training 4 times per week. There was a sexual tention between us but we never acted upon it. We arrived at JFK airport on 4 July. The cab ride was hell but we could look forward to the fireworks show that evening. Those 2 weeks we did almost everything together but also had some evenings/night where we did our own things. That evening he planned a sex date in our hotel room so i went out. Because i also wanted sex i went to a Cruising Bar/Club (I thought it was called Tandem). At the entrance i payed for a locker and went inside. I put all my stuff in the locker and put the towel around my waist. While walking around i saw enough hot young guys but the most guys were older than 35. After a hour or so i had eye contact with one of the hottest black guys i ever seen. He had a ripped body, his body covered with tattoos, a big smile with blinding white teeth, and something big under his towel. I walk passed him and maintained our eye contact. A little bit further i stopped to lean against the wall. I looked at him to see what he will do. After a few minutes he started moving and walked straight passed me. But then he stopped, turned around and openend his towel wide and said: "If you think you can handle all of this then follow me". He turned around and walked on with me following close. We came at 'his' room, he unlocked the door and we walked in. He dropped his towel and i did the same. "Where are you from?" he asked. I answered "The Netherlands. I'm Dutch". He answered with "Never fuck a Dutch boy" and started to laugh. He asked me if i wanted a drink. I nodded. He said "It's laced with some G". My reaction was "Perfect! That always makes me horny and relax". He started stroking his semi soft black cock while i was drinking. "YEAH! Drink it all. I want you high and loose" he said. I could see that he was getting turned on because his cock started to grow longer and thicker. "Suck me" je ordered. So i went down on my knees and took his huge cock in my mouth. He grabbed the back of my neck and started pushing his not full erect cock inside. I'm very good in deep throating but this cock made me gag. My gag reflex tried to push me off his cock but he held my head in place and after ever gag reflex my throat relaxed for a second or two. As soon as it relaxed he pushed in deeper. Big amounts of saliva started drooling from the sides of my mouth. After 2/3 of his cock in my throat the reflex stopped which made it easier to breath thru my nose. He kept his dick inside and moved his hands to my nipples. He began to twist and pinch them which made me horny as hell. "Now do mine!" he ordered. I put my hands up and try to feel my way to them. When i found them i mirrored what he was doing. He started to grunt and i felt his cock swell up in my throat. A warm feeling went down my throat. After a minute he pulled out. "Did you come?" i asked. "Sort of" he replied. "I have loads of micro orgasms that make me ooze cum. I can cum a large amount before finally blasting the mother load!" and begins to laugh. I stand up and we started kissing. He stops kissing me and asks "Not many can handle my thick 11" cock. Why do you think that you can take mine?". "I'm playing with toys since i was 16 and i took my first fist at 18 and both hands at 21" i answered. His eyes lightened up and he said that he wanted to fist me with the cum in my ass afterwards. "No condom?" i asked surprise. "Look at it... no condom fits" he said. He saw me hesitating so he asked me if i really wanted to pass up the opportunity being fucked by an enormous black cock, but he could understand and respect my choice if i did. But he had me; i couldn't pass this up. I asked if he maybe had some K (ketamine) too relax my ass better. He answered "No" but added that he had something beter called T. In 2004 no one had even heard of Meth in The Netherlands, so i assumed that T was similar to K. I climbed in the sling and he strapped my legs up. He lubed up my ass before shoving a shard up my ass and pushing it in he then pulled out and shoved another shard in my ass. He then started to work his fingers in my ass. One quickly became two and after several minutes he had three inside me. "Your hole is already very loose" he said while massaging the melted shards inside my ass. "It burns" i said. "That will subside quickly" he replied. And within 5 minutes it went over in to a warm glow that started spreading thru my body. I was horny as hell and i pleaded with him to work my ass harder and deeper. He pulled out his fingers. My ass felt so empty that i begged him to put them back. But he had something better. He began to push his huge cock inside me. Slowly he sank deeper until he couldn't go deeper. He was stuck on 2" but determined to go balls deep. So he gave me poppers and inhaled several times very deep. My ass began to relax. He then grabbed my nipples and began twisting and pinching them again. I reached out and did the same with his nipples, before he could say anything. He began to grunt and i started moaning. I started to feel his warm cum oozing inside me. Slowly my second sphincter gave way. I yelped when the head of his cock slid past it. He then rammed his cock as deep as he could. He then nearly pulled out completely and slid his cock back in me. And rammed the last few inches thru my second sphincter. I gave a yell because of the pain. "Take some more poppers" he said. While i took deep hits he pulled out his cock and as soon as i was flying high he rammed his whole cock balls deep inside me. With every stroke he started to speed up. He piston fucked me for at least 25 minutes. He was drenched in sweat. My hole was foaming from all the cum he was oozing. His grunts became louder before slamming his cock deep inside me. I felt how his cock pulsated in my ass. Every pulse was stream of cum. It felt as an endless stream that was filling me up. He pulled out and i felt the cum gushing out of my ass. He quickly pressed his fist against my hole to stop it. I knew right away what he wanted. I took the poppers and begin to take deep hits while he started to work his fist in my ass by rotating. After about 8 hits i was flying high. I wanted his fist so bad that i pushed out as hard as i can while he pushed back. Then i relaxed again and i felt how my ass sucked his fist inside. He fisted me for at least 30 minutes before he starting to punch fuck me with his fist non-stop for 10 minutes. As he pulled out my ass remained open. Then we kissed. [ I never asked him for his status otherwise i would have know that he was poz and that he loaded me up with enough toxic cum to poz me three times over! ] MORE TO COME...
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This is a continuation of my story, "The Drawing" which can be found in the "Bug Chasing & Gift Giving FICTION" forum at [think before following links] [think before following links] https://breeding.zone/topic/55413-the-drawing/?tab=comments#comment-584400 This story will have lots of chem scenes and lots of crossdressing/transgender. After explaining this to a moderator, he advised me to post in this forum, but please be warned if cd/tg content makes you uncomfortable. I drove from the campground back to my house. I was wearing only a lace thong and playing with my cock that was sticking out the side. My body was still moist from being pissed on by 4 guys that took turns fucking me and shooting their poz loads up my ass. My ass was bloody from all the activity and some of the poz cocks that fucked me also bled into my ass. One of those bleeding poz cocks also exposed me to Hep-C. Riding next to me was Bryce, one of the men that worked me over the past couple days. I was headed home to face...I wasn't sure. While getting worked over by the four, I was pleading to be turned into a take-all-loads whore. I was willing to submit to whatever my conquerors were willing to do to me. They seemed to have schemed how to take maximum advantage of my servitude. Bryce almost immediately began quizzing me about my life and obligations. I let him know I was divorced, no kids, a full-time job, house with a mortgage, a vehicle with no loan, information about my bank accounts and retirement savings. I told him where I worked and the names and locations of my closest family members and friends. We discussed my experiences with drug usage, sexual experience and interest in crossdressing. When we got to my house, Bryce told me to park in the driveway, outside of the garage. It was about 9:30 pm and there were no signs of my neighbors outside. When parked, Bryce told me to roll down all my windows and work myself to orgasm. While doing that, I was to yell how much I wished I had a cock fucking my sissy ass. As I got closer to cumming, Bryce started striking my face and chest and instructed me to yell it louder. I was practically screaming out to be fucked in my sissy ass by the time I finally let loose with a load from my balls. After settling down, Bryce told me to wipe the cum from my orgasm onto my face to mark me as a sissy cum whore. I then got out of my vehicle and Bryce commanded me to lay down at the end of my driveway keeping my cock hanging outside the front of my thong. Assuming the position, Bryce walked over and started pissing on my torso and groin. When he was done, he told me to stay there in the puddle of piss until I slowly counted to 200. Then I was to get up and slowly walk to the entrance of my house. I think it was too late and too dark for anyone to have seen me. My favorite black dildo and a container of lube were thrown out the door at me when I reached the entrance. Bryce ordered me to squat and wait outside and fuck myself with the dildo until he told me to stop. I worked it up my butt and another dildo came flying out the door at me. I was told to suck it off since I would be getting simultaneously fucked at both ends pretty frequently from now on. I was told not to cum, but that I had better piss on myself by the time Bryce came back to check on me. His final instruction was that I had better not have another orgasm. I bobbed up and down on the dildo in my butt and jammed the other one in and out of my mouth. I felt wonderfully free and only wished they were real cocks ready to spurt a thick load of cum in either end of me. I really concentrated on giving a good blowjob taking care to deep throat the dildo while running my tongue on the shaft and avoiding contact with my teeth as much as possible. I felt a need to piss and let it flow onto me. I wasn't told to explicitly do this, but I wet down as much of my body with my piss as I could while continuing with the dildos. My jaw was getting sore, my ass aching, and mosquitoes were biting me everywhere, but there was no sign of Bryce. Finally he came to the door. Holding his phone in front of him, he loudly ordered me to come inside but to keep the dildos inside me and put on a good show for the video he was recording. My legs ached mightily when I stood up. Bryce laughed and told me I better get used to squatting. He told me to shake my ass while walking inside as I would also need to do that from now on. I did my best to wiggle while keeping the dildo in my butt. When I got to the doorway, he ordered me to put on a dance show for him to get inside my own house. He started playing loud music and I did the best that I could to put on a lewd show for him. I was shaking my ass and moving the dildos in and out of my holes. Five minutes of shimmying outside were enough to gain me entry inside. Bryce grabbed the dildo from my mouth and began slapping my face, nipples, and balls with it. Stunned, I dropped to the ground in pain. Bryce kicked me in the balls twice and ordered me to stand up. He then continued to strike me with the dildo and commanded me to stay standing and soak up the pain. I did my best and only occasionally rocked backwards a bit. After about 20 strikes to both sides of my face, both nipples, and my balls, he stopped the assault. A further, more detailed quiz about my finances, family, and job then followed. When that was finished, Bryce knew the combination to my safe, how to access my accounts, and how long I could take off of work without arousing too much suspicion (2 1/2-3 weeks since we were in our slow season). He remarked that I had already put in my last day of work but may as well continue drawing a paycheck while I could. With that, he resumed striking me with the dildo. It seemed like he delivered another 25-30 blows to each area as before when he stopped. Bryce announced that it was time to start adjusting to my new life. He took off all of his clothes and told me to kneel in front of him. Commandment #1 of my new life was to drink piss if I needed a drink, either my own or someone else's. He said I needed to be properly hydrated for what was coming next and stuffed his cock in my mouth. The stream of piss caught me by surprise and Bryce barked at me to stop wasting it and swallow. I was then able to keep up until Bryce emptied his bladder. Bryce pulled me by the hair into my bedroom. He tossed me on the bed and grabbed some items from the backpack he had brought inside. Just then, Bryce's partner Trey walked into the room and announced that he had taken care of what needed to be done tonight. Bryce let him know we were just getting to Commandment #2. It was that since I was going to become a crossdressing Tinaslamming whore, my station in life was never worth using a fresh rig. Bryce then pulled out a rig with a reddish mixture inside of it. I found out that Trey had already used it a while ago, so I was going to be getting a mixture of Tina and Trey's HIV+ blood injected into my vein. Bryce pulled me to the bed and threw me down on my back. He took out a tourniquet and tied off my right arm. He felt around for a vein and found a big one on the inside of my elbow. He smiled and said this one should be good for a while. He took the syringe and stuck it in the vein, brought my arm above my head and loosened the band as he injected the toxic meth slam into me. I felt a rush like I never had in my previous limited experience of slamming. Bryce shoved his cock in my mouth and told me to get it hard. My mind was spinning from the slam and it felt like I detached from my body and was able to observe my sloppy blowjob skills. Bryce joked that I better get used to this because I was going to be selling plenty of quick blowjobs in back alleys to score money for drugs. My own dick was completely limp from the slam, but I was hornier than I ever felt. I gave him my best deepthroat ever. Bryce was raging hard when he pushed my mouth off of him and swung around to line up with my ass. I was told to refer to it as my cunt from now on (Commandment #3). As he started fucking my cunt, Trey started pissing in my face. He ordered me to drink up and clarified that Commandment #1 meant I should never waste piss. His piss tasted funny but I kept up with swallowing his stream. Bryce assaulted my cunt which again started to bleed after the abuse it had already had over the weekend. He taunted me calling me a sissy whore. Trey then started calling me Krissy since Sissy would be too obvious. Inspiration struck Bryce and declared that Commandment #4 would be that I would now be known as Krissy from now on. I started sucking on Trey's dick and was encouraged to lean into my sissy cocksucking skills so I could make a living as a sissy methwhore. Suck him I did and took great pride in my oral craft. I paused to thank him and was struck with an open hand on the side of my face. Commandment #5 was then given. As a sissy named Krissy, I was to speak in a high-pitched lisp going forward. I corrected my speech pattern and thanked him again. My reward was that I got to continue sucking Trey. Bryce could not take any more and unloaded another poz pool of cum in my cunt. I lost track how many poz loads that was this weekend. Bryce told me I needed to hurry up and make Trey cum because then I needed to clean off his dick that had residue of his cum and my blood and assjuice on it. Plus a good street whore knows the sooner you make a john cum, the sooner you can find another dick to suck for more drug money. Trey grabbed the back of my head and started fucking my face. He shot his poz load down my throat. I was disappointed not to get that load in my cunt, but thanked him for the honor of using me. He slapped my face again and told me I was a good sissy. Bryce then presented his cock to me for cleanup. I hungrily licked him clean and swallowed the residue. Then he unloaded his funny-tasting piss down my throat. I was careful not to spill any and was then complimented by him that I made an excellent urinal. I reached back to my ass and did a little exploring with my fingers. Upon pulling them out and looking at them, I again saw that I was bleeding back there. I thought whatever STDs anyone was carrying when they fucked me, I was going to be very receptive to catching them. While pondering this, I hadn't noticed Trey appear beside me. He threw some clothes at me and told me to put them on. It was a little sundress with thin straps that I had in my closet and the lacy panties I was wearing earlier. With the clothes came the issuance of Commandment #6, Krissy the sissy would wear women's clothing from now on. Bryce then came over and handed me a pen and some papers and told me to sign my real name on them. I didn't get a good look at the papers, but the looked like legal documents of some type. I was then told to put on some sandals and head with them. Both Trey and Bryce were carrying my suitcases that were filled with...something. I went out to Trey and Bryce's truck and was told to sit on the back seat with my butt close to the window. I was to hike up my dress so my panty-covered cunt would be exposed. Bryce went back into my house and came out about 10 minutes later. He said it was time to hit the road. We drove for about an hour and I could tell we were headed towards Wausau. It was starting to get light outside and Trey ordered me to sit like a normal slut in the backseat now. We drove into the city and pulled into the driveway of a house that I had visited on a number of occasions. The last time was just about a month ago.
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I lived in the Chelsea neighborhood of New York all through the height of the AIDS crisis. At the time, Chelsea was the epic-center for gay life. This was back in the days when we used the telephone (not smart phone) to call hook up sites and talk with like-minded horny men. I made a hook up date with one of the guys form the phone service. He sounded, hot, lived nearby, and was poz. I was so turned on when he answered the door and I saw his emaciated body and lean face with cheek bones jutting out. He was wearing leather chaps, sunglasses and was surprisingly suntanned. He later told me he laid out on the rooftop of his apartment building. His apartment was quintessential Leatherman: Tom of Finland posters, a sling in the corner and an entire wall of mirrors. My cock stiffened as I thought about the number of men that must have become infected with HIV in this room. As my hands roamed each crevice and depression of his lean vascular build, his tongue wildly jabbed down my throat. I could feel the tautness of his face and sharpness of his facial features. After a few minutes I moved us closer to the mirrored wall. I love to tease out the inherent vanity that gay men have. I made him pose and show off for me. Made him say how hot he thought his own body was. I moved him even to closer to the mirror, as I was going to make him kiss himself. As I guided him, I realized that something was off. His moves were tentative and I suddenly realized he was blind. I gently asked him about it and he explained that AIDS had led to cytomegalovirus (CMV) which caused him to go blind. None of this made him any less attractive to me. In fact, it added to the overall image of the AIDS God that I saw him as. He was too weak to fuck so he sat down and I reverently sucked his toxic penis. He closed his eyes. As I slurped away, I would occasionally tell him how much I loved his AIDS-cock. That made him harder and he soon spurted his diseased seed down my throat. He shortly fell asleep. I quietly left and as I closed the door I thought, not only do I love his AIDS -cock, I love him
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I decided to create this post for all locals and guys who visit Portugal, Lisbon to share their ideas, doubts and loads. 😈😈💦💦☢️☢️
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Some of my friends here know I was partnered to an HIV poz and undeteactable guy. I am firm supporter of U=U and as a PrEP clinic supporter, I had been asked a few times to talk to folks going through the whole process. So, it always disappoints me when U=U friends are treated like crap. My little rant at the beginning. So, I was surprised at a recent event when a friend and regular FWB who is hearing impaired and U=U, reached out for a play session that resulted in the two us unwittingly started to to use nearby technology as a 'prop' and role play tool. Neither of us saw it coming - but we both caught on real quick and used it to ratchet up our already VERY hot sex to a new level. The event: A regular FWB texted me Saturday afternoon two weeks ago ... said he was bored and horny. He told me that had tried to set up a couple of fuck sessions that afternoon, and both guys were dickheads towards him when he disclosed his status. Was I around for a romp and help cheer him up??? I was indeed around. In fact, I had just sat down naked at the computer to logon and see who was around and horny. Perfect timing. We always had physical and deep sex. We both loved to kiss and touch. It made it more special by the fact that he was 100% hearing impaired. While I've tried to learn some basics (which always makes him smile), his primary method of communication is a combo of laptop and iPad. He always walks in and we hug and do some kissing, then he sets this whole thing up in the kitchen in a few minutes and we are ready to go. The laptop displays BOTH our conversations. I talk slowly and clearly and the voice recognition software almost immediately converts it to text on the screen. Then he reads and types on the iPad as a reply. Between my slower pace speaking (which is a nice change) and his 'mad' typing skills... you would be impressed how 'real time' the whole thing turns out. Amazing stuff. So he showed up. Hugs. Computer gear set up. Couple of nice drawn out kisses and he is already rock hard and grinding against me. He IS horny. No longer bored tho. His Dad is in poor health, and he has been helping out a lot. He told me that it hasn't left him much 'alone time' to at least even stroke off between helping out with his family and his self-employed work ... so he had a 'few' days loaded up inside him to share with me. I planned to milk it out with my hole. Or both holes. I'm flexible that way. I knew exactly what he needed. Took him by his hand and led him downstairs to the sling. He smiled and nodded and jumped right into it. I had him lay back, legs spread wide and hole on the edge. Then I proceeded to put on a two-part cock ring - you know the one that lifts your balls right up/out and the other part is wrapped around the base of your cock. Once those balls were right smack up there in my face I licked them, and sucked them into my mouth one at a time, then both at once. His moaning was all the confirmation I needed. His cock started leaking pre-cum, so every 4-5th swipe at his balls, I worked his cock deeper into my throat. We kept this up for a while. Then I started licking down his taint to his naturally smooth hole. He's a ginger and his ass cheeks are milky white, smooth and his hole is light pink. Fucking gorgeous to eat. I heard him gasp, when I spit on the hole and rubbed across the lips of his ass. He was gyrating a little to try and get me to slip my finger inside. I kept taking extra spit and throat juices every time I switched and started opening my hole with my other hand. It felt slick and amazing on my opening hole. I ate his ass, licked his balls, swallowed his cock and worked one, then two fingers into him. I gently stroked his prostate while sucking his balls and cock. I used my fingers on him to open him a little and stuck my tongue into him, between my fingers. He moaned even more. I wanted his balls churning and his prostate aching to dump a load. It appeared to be working. I used my tongue to provide all these oral services on him until he suddenly bolted upright and pulled himself out of the sling. "Get in" he demanded (and yes... he can say a lot of recognizable things... the better I got to know him and understood, I could understand a lot of his sentences. But this? This was a demand. I had heard it before. I knew he was horny, as, fuck....... I was in the sling about 2.5 seconds and he slid his cock up and down across my hole to lube himself up. Then he reached over and grabbed hold of my leather harness. He stopped and looked at me for a half-second and plowed his cock into me in one slow, deep thrust. Right to those popped up balls of his were resting on my hole. Then he pulled out to the edge... so I could squeeze his cockhead a few times. He made sure he had a good hold on the harness and started to hammer my ass. He was off to the races. He slammed into my hole over and over. I pushed my hole down onto his cock and relaxed it completely so he could push further into my second ring. Trying to get him in deeper. He was grinding in slowly, and deeper and deeper. We both wanted to see how far he could push his rock hard cock into my hole before he unloaded deep inside. He was patient. I'll give him that. Here's where it gets really interesting. Remember I said he is 100% hearing impaired and we use some very cool voice recognition software to communicate?? I was talking dirty to him the whole time I was sucking his balls and his cock and his hole. He has told me that the vibrations from my voice are VERY hot for him to 'feel' and he said he loved me talking dirty while I was working him over. He also loved feeling my chest rumble and could feel the sound of my dirty talk against his body. While I was working on his cock and balls and hole, I realized he had brought the iPad down with him and laid it against the table beside the lube and poppers. Holy Crap!!!! The iPad was still capturing all my talking... as long as I talked slow and clear. And so, as I was working on his cock, balls and hole I kept a steady patter of dirty talk going. I knew he would be able to see it all later - when he picked up the iPad. Or.... maybe I should let him see that it is recording. In case he doesn't want that to happen. So, when I hopped into the sling, I reached over and grabbed the iPad and turned it on an angle so he could see what had been recorded in the chat window thus far. I looked at his face for some type of comment, nod or reaction to seeing what was on the screen; so I would know whether I would be turning it OFF or leaving it to continue to record. That was the moment he sank his hard cock into me, balls deep in one push. I got my answer. He looked at the iPad and said... "Wow. Hot" and nodded. And that... was when he really started to pound me. Oh, he pummeled my hole for quite a while. I was dirty talking to him about loading me up. Breed me!! Seed me!!! He was sweating and muttering the entire time. I knew he was enjoying what we were doing. He kept looking over at the screen and would dig DEEPER when he read what I was saying. It was real-time, dirty fucker talking. I finally told him to quit holding back and cum and seed my hole with his cum so he could use it for lube. THAT put him over the edge and he started groaning and slapping my ass and I could feel the warmth of his cum seeping. I could feel it wrapping around his cock with each slow pump. He leaned in for some kisses, but didn't pull his cock out of my warm, wet ass. He just kept stroking in and out nice and slow. I grabbed the iPad and asked him if he was going to give me a second load? He smiled and nodded his head and started to pick up speed. He had not even gone soft that entire time he was stroking slowly in / out. My hole was full of his cum and my spit and the feeling was amazing. MUCH better than lube. I kept egging him on. Telling him to stop for a second so I could squeeze his cock... and he moaned when it happened. I asked if he liked my ass muscles gripping his cock? And he started fucking and had a moaning mantra started now. He was in 'the zone' and his hard cock just kept trying to get deeper and deeper. He was in no rush. He could see what I was saying as it displayed on the iPad ... and he would groan and fuck harder as I begged for his hot seed. We both enjoy dirty talk and role play. I mentioned he is undetectable. Suddenly, I could hear him chanting a little while he fucked his rock hard cock in and around my sloppy ass. Sloppy with his first load. I wanted a second load, and kept asking for it. Then he blurted something out and I looked over at the iPad. It picked it up. I was impressed, because it aligned with what I 'thought' I had heard. He had his eyes closed and this smile on his face as he fucked. And he had said to me "will you take my poz cum? do you want it?". Pretty simple and straightforward and clear. I decided to see what his reaction would be if I was asking him to load my ass with his hot cum? and tell him I cannot wait for a second load of his poz cum deep in my guts... and so I poked him and nodded towards the iPad. I squeezed his cock as I watched his eyes flare open a little and his breathing get faster and his fucking got harder. He kept looking at me, then over at the iPad. So I kicked it into high gear for him and really started asking him to seed my hole and breed me deep and pound my ass. I begged him to please seed my hole with his poz cum. Again. I told him we could BOTH feel his first load of 'hot cum' sloshing around my ass and his cock. He had dumped a major load. I pinched his pink nipples and yelled at him to breed me with his hot cum. He could 'feel' the louder voice and he could read the request. I wanted his cum. I wanted it as deep as possible in my raw, dripping hole. All of which he did. As soon as he dumped his second load into my guts, he dropped to his knees and started to felch his own load straight from my hole. He licked my swollen ass lips. He probed for cum with his tongue. I laid back, breathing hard and taking some hits of poppers and kept a quiet discussion going - telling him to eat the cum from my hole... and asked if my ass lips were swollen from his hard pounding? and told him I was going to push more cum from my ass out onto my red ass lips for him to lick. And I did. And he did. It was fucking spectacular and we both really enjoyed it. We took a bit of a breather and had a toke. He typed out that he was extremely turned on by the dirty talk and the poz talk as well. Nobody had ever done this in 'real time' with him before. I couldn't believe it. But he said it was a 'first'. He said he was pretty sure I would get into the dirty talk with him. I told him ALL the dirty talk was very hot. And now we have something we can try out regularly. We then went back at it again. He was so turned on with this new 'dirty talk' recording that he blew TWO more loads in my ass within the next hour. I was sore as fuck the next day. And it was worth every minute.
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Author’s Notes: This is a completely fictional story involving infidelity, relationship corruption, and poz worship and fucking along with some light supernatural imagination. Any connection to the real world is merely coincidental and nothing is modeled after any real life event. This story will take time to build. This first chapter attempts to set a ground stage for the remaining story and therefore contains no sex. There is a bit of buildup towards to the end to leave you on a cliffhanger. My expectation based upon my thought process for how this will play out is that for the most part, this will be the most mundane of the chapters, and the rest will be filled with much more of the things we would like to read, although the truest goal here is to continue to layer the tension so that each chapter has the appropriate impact. CHAPTER 1: THE DANCE Brandon and Tyler had been together for three years at this point. Both 22, they still had a lot of life ahead of them, but were madly in love with each other. They had moved in a year earlier into a small, somewhat run-down apartment on the bad side of town. But at least it was theirs. Plus, they needed money to keep themselves looking good. Brandon was 5’7” 125 lbs, brown eyes, brown hair swung across the side of his face, slightly emo in nature, but a bit more modernized in its stylizing. His body was a perfect twink body in all aspects. Both him and Tyler were obsessive about being smooth. While they didn’t have a lot of hair on their bodies, they found they felt more attractive waxing themselves to perfection each day. Tyler wasn’t much different than Brandon in the looks department. He was himself, hot as hell, with an even tinier skinnier body at only 5’5” and 103 lbs. He was obsessive and meticulous about his diet, his workout, and had somehow, someway, decided that 103 lbs was the magic number. It helped accentuate his hip bones just right, kept his thighs at the perfect measurements, made his extremely tight clothes hang on his body just the way he wanted. He was blonde, with a very similar haircut to Brandon, except his hair was more textured and highlighted and toned which really helped the focus on his incredibly deep blue eyes. Both boys had no tattoos, but they wanted them eventually, should they ever have the money. Brandon had a PA on his decently large 8 inch dick. It wasn’t and exceptionally thick dick, but it was a good size. Brandon also had his nipples pierced – rings – for that matter. Tyler was more decked out for sure, each ear had three piercings – the lobe, and then two more going up the side on both sides. His nipples were pierced, and he preferred the balls to the rings, his belly button as well, but with a fairly hefty diamond that an ex had bought him, along with his taint being pierced. He practically came when he get the taint pierced. Tyler sported a smaller 6 inch dick, and while not tiny, dictated he bottomed more than topped. From a looks perspective, these were the stereotypical twinks to the tee. They had extremely tight little bodies, even hotter asses, looked good in everything, or nothing at all, and were obsessed with their looks. However, they had a softer side than most. Overtly friendly, decent, kind, non-judgmental of most guys, it was easy for anyone they met to be surprised be their down-to-earth nature and likability. They were madly in love. They had already moved from the wild sex phase of the first few years of the relationship to a more mundane “husband phase”, even though they were only planning on getting married eventually. At this point, neither had proposed to the other, but that didn’t matter. They knew, with every fiber of their being, who they belonged to, and they wouldn’t have it any other way. Monogamy was key in the relationship, and pure utter devotion was the way that they lived. They were at each other’s side most times, but even wen not, they constantly texted or called each other to check in, because they cared, they LOVED, not because they distrusted. Sex wasn’t the main part of the relationship like it used to be. It happened a few times weekly. Brandon had a decent sex drive, Tyler had a sex drive that couldn’t even be measured. But the sex was good if not vanilla in nature, and Tyler never minded Brandon’s lovemaking. Its not as if the both of them had ever had rough sex or been a little loose before they met, but it was almost like they began to embody the traditional relationship in its monogamy and expectations especially after they moved in. Spontaneity was definitely not something that Brandon exceled at, but Tyler didn’t hold it against him. He was so madly in love with him that he certainly could practically overlook any tiny fault. Brandon worked in a shipped and logistics company in a very manual labor position, and while he had worked there for a few years and finally got on the day shift, since it was a 24 hour operation, there were times, due to staffing, that he had to work late. The unfortunate situation this particular Saturday was that a couple that they knew, Aaron and Adam, (which Brandon and Tyler called collectively, DoubleA) were going out to the local gay club and wanted Brandon and Tyler to come along that night. Nothing particularly crazy, something Brandon and Tyler had done with other friends and couples, but not the DoubleA boys. Adam and Aaaron were a little different. Not scary or concerning per se, but they had an open relationship and always marketed it as such. Now, they always drew a line of respect to Brandon and Tyler and never came across pushy, but they still tended to always market how good it felt. Brandon would always scoff at their musings and statements once he was alone again with Tyler and Tyler would overall agree, although he couldn’t deny that he at least could see the hotness in what they were doing, even if he really had no interest. “Ya sure you really can’t change your schedule for Saturday babe?” Tyler whined, “Ugh I fucking know. I never have to fucking work Saturdays and of course its this one when we have a little something to do! I so want to make every many jealous of us dancing and making out on the dance floor like fiends so they can see what they don’t have!” Brandon commiserated back. “Well you do know,” Tyler began, “they probably will end up finding a guy or two to hook up with, and then they will be off to their place or a motel or something, so I cannot imagine I am going to be there till 2AM or anything…” “Oh babe, “Brandon interjected,” I don’t care at all. You shake your ass out there, get a little tipsy, have fun. Its not a huge deal for you to be there by yourself. I want you to have fun. I just want to have fun with you is all”. “I know, I know. It will be fun, Ill just miss you. Sucks to have fun when you are working. But oh well, Im going to look hot and if anyone tries to hit on me I’ll tell them they are too late!” Tyler laughed as Brandon joined in on the laughter. Saturday rolled around and Brandon went to work on the late shift around 8PM. Tyler arrived looking hot, in his tightest jeans and shirt, and he’d even made sure to lay out on the top of their apartment building to get a really good tan. The club they were going to was pretty tame. Standard fare and a mix of twinks, daddies, and everything in between. No special theme was on that night, just loud music, strobing lights, hot guys, and plenty of alcohol. Tyler kissed bother Aaron and Adam on the cheeks when he arrived, almost immediately swinging his hips to the music. After grabbing a few drinks and chatting at some of the tables, the boys were out on the dance floor, swinging around like they hadn’t a care in the world. Many tracks later, after the crowd had augmented greatly, the club was hot, the sweat was pouring down, the music pulsed in everyone’s bones, Tyler looked over to see Adam in the arms of another twink, tongues down each other’s throats, totally mesmerized with each other. Aaron on the other hand was grinding up against a pretty hot beefy daddy and who had one hand on his neck and the other straight down his pants. Tyler could barely see it but Aaron had a tattoo on his hip, exposed by the mans hand pushing down his pants. Tyler couldn’t read what it said, but he did find hip tattoos attractive and made a mental note to ask at one point. Nonetheless his friends looked to be pretty drunk and pretty in lust with their new boys, and Tyler figured he should grab some water as he was soaked in sweat from the dance floor. As Tyler floated over to the bar he eyed some boys that looked his age at a table not too far from the bar. Twinks of course, sipping on whatever their drink of choice was. However, these were different. As Tyler got closer he did a double take. They couldn’t be THAT good looking. Then he looked again, and was stunned. He turned away but had to look back. He felt embarrassed from the constant head swinging back to look at them and then immediately away in shame. The club was filled with some incredibly hot guys, from twinks to maybe even some pretty senior guys, many that Tyler could absolutely see as porn models if they wanted to be. But again, for the fourth time, he looked over at the time and these boys, they were different. Really different. Still twinks, but….perfect. Perfect. They were all perfect. The entire situation weirded Tyler out. Perfection is nothing something anyone can see in this world, so how could he actually know what perfection was? But yet, everything in him was screaming that those were the most beautiful twinks on the face of the earth. What the fuck was going through his head. Tyler turned away again, staying focused, and asked the bartender for some water. As he turned around to find a table, (and preferably a table on the other side of the bar away from the weird nexus of the universe of perfect boys with unbelievably perfect features), one of the perfect boys stood right in front of him. Right in front of him. The boys lips were only an inch or so from Tyler’s. “Hello,” the stranger said in a fairly monotone and mundane voice. Tyler, in the heat of the moment, after spinning around and having a boy practically in his pants had dropped his water, shattering the glass on the ground, and getting a fair amount of water all of his already extremely tight shirt. As those few seconds of mayhem subsided he looked up at this boy and he saw the eyes. These didn’t even seem to be human eyes. Were they contacts? They looked like animal eyes. Like a cat maybe? Stunning for sure and Tyler had seen they made weird contacts like this, and maybe this boy was just weird, but yet, he felt the eyes were beautiful. Mesmerizing even. He froze again for another few seconds, adding to the absolute awkwardness of the situation. His mouth became dry in and instant, as if he was standing in front of a god. He gradually opened his mouth to say something, yet nothing came out. Again the stranger, in the same voice, mundanely stated “My friends and I would appreciate your company at our table.” My friends and I would appreciate your company at our table? Who the fuck talks like this Tyler said, his temporary focus broken as he tried to wrestle with the tone in the voice and the oddness in the sentence structure but immediately was pulled back into staring into this boys eyes. The boy could have kissed him right there and Tyler would have been unable to stop it. The boy did not kiss him though. “Looks like you spilled some water on yourself,” the stranger plainly said, reaching out and touching Tyler’s shirt at his chest. The stranger didn’t try and grope him, it was simply a gentle touch to determine how soaked Tyler was. The moment the tip of the stranger’s finger touched Tyler he felt these titanic waves of energy convulsing through him. It was like horniness amplified. In his head the music muted itself down to a drone, the lights around everything but this boy dimmed to practically nothing and he continued to feel wave after wave of insane bliss shooting through his body like an earthquake. In reality this all happened in a matter of five seconds or so, but to Tyler it felt like he stood there for an hour basking in the bliss of a simple touch. A text came through from Brandon at that point, which broke the mania going through Tyler’s head and he grabbed his phone, taking his eye off stranger boy for a moment. The text was Brandon saying hi and that he loved him. Tyler texted Brandon back that he loved him too, and missed him, and that everything was going fine. Tyler glanced back over the dance floor to see Adam shirtless being groped and groping the boy he was with, along with a crowd encircling them, and he couldn’t even see Aaron and the daddy anymore. Again he pointed his eyes forward and was mesmerized again. “Please come sit with us. You interest us and we would love to get to know you,” the stranger beckoned. At least this time the boy spoke in normal English. “Yeah, uh, ok I have some time right now, my friends are, um, tied up at the moment anyway,” Tyler replied. He followed the boy back to his table and took a seat amongst the 5 others sitting there. All the boys ranged in hair colors, but their body types were unequivocally perfect twink bodies, from head to toe. Tyler was beginning to realize he wasn’t just seeing things. The craziness of it all was that, yes, they all had the crazy cat eyes. They were all mesmerizing, but the initial stranger boy sat down next to Tyler and placed his arm around his shoulders. “My name is Jax,” he said gently. “Uh Jax,” Tyler stumbled as he started to pull Jax’s hand off his should on impulse, “I have a boyf….” “Oh SHIT Tyler,” a shirtless Adam exclaimed as he strolled past the table with his new boytoy on his arm, “The first time you’re out without Brandon and you’re already looking to cheat on him. Fucking hot yo!” Jax looked up at Adam with a somewhat disgruntled look and pulled his hand off Tyler’s shoulder without any additional help from Tyler. Adam continued to walk away with his boy, even though Tyler reached out trying to stop him. He couldn’t let Adam talk to Brandon and tell him he saw even the slightest hint of cheating. Especially when he was the innocent victim here! Tyler started to jolt out of his seat when his eyes caught Jax and the mesmerizing began again. “So your name is Tyler,” Jax surmised from Adam’s outburst, “and you have a boyfriend. I believe that was what you were trying to say before your friend decided to butt in is that right?” “Yeah that’s right,” Tyler blurted back. Regardless of his focus on Jax, it wasn’t as if he was under a spell. He had some sarcasm to his tone, and irritation as well. “And I didn’t come here to cheat on the best man in the world that’s for sure. So please do not touch me, we have a committed monogamous relationship that’s better than anyone else out there!” Jax nodded, slowly. You could see the wheels were turning in his head. This boy, for not being more than 22 or 23 years old, was acting like some old wise man. It was intriguing, although batshit fucking weird to Tyler. Jax stood up without any explanation and walked a few steps, finding Adam, and then with more energy than he had displayed the last few minutes with Tyler, grabbed Adams arm and marched him back to the table. After setting Adam in front of Tyler, Jax calmly sat down, his composure completely intact. “Adam is it?”, Jax poked, “I believe we have a misunderstanding here. Your friend, Tyler, spilled his drink at the bar. I believe, based on my observations here, that he came here with you yet you deserted him for….that,” Jax pointed to the boytoy on Adam’s arm, “….and then you unfortunately walked by when I was doing something inappropriate to Tyler, not the other way around. My apologies, because Tyler loves his boyfriend, and we as a wonderful group of friends searching for another wonderful friend, respect and cherish his monogamy. It was a simple accident and it shall not happen again. Please understand, this is a misunderstanding.” “Yeah whatever dude,” Adam slurred in his drunken state, “Ya know I know this Tyler well, I knew saying he was cheating on Brandon would just set him off, this boy would never ever EVER cheat on Brandon. Hes fucking gold. Now I gotta go though crazy cat boy, me and this bitch are going to fuck like rabbits.” Adam scurried off and Tyler was now left impressed by how genuinely Jax tried to correct his error. Weird guy? Yes. Decent? Absolutely. He didn’t have to do that. He somehow noticed that Tyler was really upset by Adam’s poking and he made it right. He really made it right. Ok, there may be some new friends here, possibly. Then Tyler’s eyes connected with Jax again and the tractor beam was locked. “We’ve been here for several hours and find this place to be stereotypical and dull,” Jax stated, matter of fact as usual. “There is another club attached to this club that we would prefer to spend time in, and would love for you to join us, only if you want.” “What other club are you talking about?” Tyler questioned. This entire building is just one big gay club, its not in a strip mall or anything else, so what could he be talking about? “Its not a well known or accessible place. Only for people in the know,” Jax responded, calmly of course. “Oh well hey I mean I’m all for people doing their own thing, but I don’t do drugs guys,” Tyler started to get up but it was if Jax’s stare gained intensity and Tyler began to hang on baited breath for the next statement. “We do not do drugs,” Jax stated plainly, very plainly, as if it was absolute verifiable fact. In fact, Tyler had never heard anyone make a statement that was so absolutely believable in his life. Jax continued, “This is simply a much more chill environment away from the trashy pop music where we can possibly get to know you as a friend. Not a lover, just a friend. Not a lover, just a friend. Not a lover, just a friend, repeated in Tylers mind like an echo. He nodded, his mouth didn’t work for whatever reason. His friends had abandoned him for their same ol slutty ways, and he was somehow enthralled with cat boy here and didn’t have any problem proceeding. The boys all got up and proceeded to walk towards the back of the club towards the bathrooms, snaking their way through the crowd, catching looks from everyone there. Once at the bathrooms they took a right down a hallway to a door marked “Basement – Employees Only”. Jax pulled out a key from his pocket and unlocked the door. “Oh you’re an employee here?” Tyler asked Jax turned his head around to look at Tyler, locking eyes once again, “Sometimes a little bit of smoke and mirros is necessary to prevent the world from destroying a thing that you love.” He turned back around, proceeded to open the doors, which led to a very deep spiraling metal staircase. Every step down was loud and clanking from every one of their steps. The light at the top of the deep column going into the ground was a normal yellowy light but towards the bottom of the stairs the lights were a deep red. At the bottom of the circular stairs there was a single, steel riveted door. Hardly contrasted letters to the dark metal barely stated a word on the door, assuming it to be the word of the club. With the red light, and the other boys’ heads in the way it was hard to read. Tyler couldn’t make out what it said. Again, Jax produced another key from his pocket, this one looked like an old Victorian key, inserted it into the key hold, and with a large creak of unoiled hinges the big heavy door pulled open. Jax held the door as he ushered the boys inside. Tyler felt uncomfortable at this point. This felt like a dungeon, but he could hear the thumps of music playing from in the door, and some chatting take place down a long smoky hallway laying on the other side of the gateway, and his eyes caught Jax’s again which somehow communicated to him to proceed, and against his inner judgment, he took the steps through the door and followed the boys down the hallway. As Tyler got far enough from the entrance, Jax motioned to two figures who were cowering, quiet as can be, under the stairs. Adam and his boy crawled out from shadows. “Your performance was acceptable,” Jax said dryly. “Well thanks so you going to pay us now?” Adam snapped back, drunk, horny, and caressing his boy. Jax nodded slowly, as if in deep contemplation. “I believe I told you a thousand that is correct?” Adam, chomping at the bit and almost salivating jumped, “Yeah man that’s what you said, I’m glad to do it. But what about this beautiful boy here too? He had to walk with me to play your little game, I think he should get a thousand as well.” Jax looked irritated, but produced the cash right then. A thousand for both of the boys, in incredibly crisp bills. “Aw man, thanks this is great. Now you don’t be too harsh on Tyler or nothing, hes a good guy, better than Aaron and I,” Adam laughed, holding himself up against his new boy, who was snickering as well. “Now this is what is going to happen,” Jax began, as he quickly turned around to eye Tylers tiny ass getting further down the hallway. “You and your boy….” Adam interrupted, “are going to go fuck like crazy right now…” Jax grabbed Adam, his pulled ripping Adam from his boy, his hands caressing and groping Adam, his mouth connected with Adam’s, and Adam felt the shockwaves. Massive lustful waves of pure pleasure pulsed through him like craxzy. How Jax touched him was unlike he’d ever felt, how he kissed him was nothing like Aaron, how he smelled, how mysterious he was, everything came bubbling up in Adam and it felt like bliss. Adam’s boy stared in amazement, grabbing his own dick and touching himself, until Jax pushed Adam off him and stared into his eyes. “I am done with you at this time. Now you listen to me and execute my orders. You will walk to the top of these stairs and out the front door. You will not look for you boyfriend. When you leave the club, and you will do it immediately after I give these instructions, you will see a black Lincoln Town Car out front. Open the back door and get in it. It will take you home. Tell the driver your address once you get in the car. You will not touch each other in the car. You will put your shirt back on. Once you arrive at home, you will lead this boy into the bed that you share with your lover. I know you two have an open relationship. Open relationships are built on trust and honesty. This is neither of those things. You will then strip and throw that boy on the bed. Put out as many pictures of you and your lover surrounding the bed as possible. You will defile that bedroom and your bed with this boy. Boy, you will enter Adam raw, as many times as you want, but no less than five, and flood him with your DNA. Adam you will take him no questions asked. You will beg for more. You will stare at the pictures of you and your lover and realize how much better this boy is, how much better it feels in your bed, and how much bliss it is not to tell your man. Give in to the destruction of your petty relationship and give your ass bareback to this boy, like you know you want to. Your man will not be home until the morning, I’ve made those arrangements. By the morning you will be confused, questioning, and begging for this boy to meet you again to cheat on your man. And you will do it. I won’t even order that much, you just will. This will be gratifying to me.” With that, Jax, knowing that time was short to catch up with Tyler and the crew, caressed Adams hand for a moment, pulling Aaron’s promise ring off his finger in one quick motion. Adam immediately looked stunned and was about to speak. “Not a word from you Adam,” Jax said forcefully, “you will not need this anymore.” Jax placed the ring in his pocket and turned away from a stunned Adam and his boy. As they watched the creaky metal door close in front of them, they saw the words of the club, the words that Tyler couldn’t see. HEDON
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FICTIONAL STORY! It was a normal Friday night out in Berlin and I had met up with some friends to grab a drink in a newly opened gay bar in centre of town. The crowd was young & cute like me (FYI i’m a 19 y/o twink). People mostly stayed in their respective groups, distinctly cornered in, throwing a look now and then over the room at other boys. Yet they didn’t take the initiative to move over taking the initial contact. Like most young people the self-confidence clearly had no correspondence to the appearance so a lot of alcohol is consumed to ease the tensions and inhibitions. And like every weekend we drank quite a lot. We had a good time, drinking and laughing, but around 4:30 in the morning it was time to head on for something else. A part of the group wanted to go to a bar where they play mainstream pop music. This very small bar was always fully packed, and it was hard for anyone to really move around. The toilet queue was awfully long, and getting a drink in the bar took so long that you got sober by waiting. This was at least my opinion, but my friends didn’t agree. We, therefore, split and I left them to their miserable choice. My mind was up for some trance music at a nice bar filled with straight acting, well-tuned cute guys. The bar I went to had an open atmosphere, 3 floors: one for trance music downstairs, one for mellow dance music upstairs and a dark room on the top floor. I never visited a dark room before and couldn't understand why people want be fucked by unknown guys in the dark.. I arrived club around five-o-clock in the morning. The dance floor was packed. I drank, chatted to people and danced to a great DJ for three hours which felt shorter than that. Around eight only 15 people were left. I headed for the bar and ordered a last vodka-tonic, although I was quite drunk already. After a while two very hot Arab guys came up and sat next to me. They were wearing tight t-shirts so I could see every detail of their muscular bodies. I think that they were a few years older than me, but max 21-22. We started to chat loosely: they asked me if I was alone and if I lived in Berlin. One of them put his hand on my thigh and caressed me slowly; the other moved his hand inside my shirt and over my back. It felt they were going forward a little bit too quickly so I escaped the situation by saying that I needed to go to the toilet. I went upstairs to the toilets on the second floor, where there was no one. I could feel I was turned on by the touching and wondered what to do next. I had never been with two guys before. If it was only one than things would be a bit easier. When I got out of the toilet one of the guys stood outside waiting for me. He smiled and asked me if I was intimidated by both of them touching me. “Somewhat” I replied. “Which of us do you like the most?” he asked. “I think you’re both cute” I said and added “and very sexy”. “You’re very sexy too and I could see when you went away that you have a nice little bubble butt ass” he replied. “Thanks!” I flushed a little bit embarrassed. “So if it was just me, would you like to have some fun?” he asked. I looked at his hot muscular body and could hear myself saying: “Yes, why not”. “We can go to my place. I don’t live far from here” I suggested. “No, my friend is waiting downstairs and I’d prefer that we just go up to the dark room” he said and smiled. “Well… I don’t really like dark rooms, because you don’t know which guys are in there” I replied. “It’s ok” he assured, “the club is almost empty by now and there would be no one there except for us. So come on, I can tell for sure that both of us want a little fun” he insisted. “Just a quick one… you suck my big dick and afterwards I suck you.. Okay?” He put his hand over his package and I could see a distinct, large bulb on his jeans. “OMG! I need that big Arab cock in my mouth” I thought to myself. He approached me, pressed his body against mine and started to kiss me with deep tongue movements. Wow, this guy knew how to kiss! It felt like heaven! Impossible to resist. At this time I was quite drunk and his gentle treatment of kissing and caressing my cock with his hand inside my jeans. “You’re hard and horny! so let’s go…” he said, and took my hand and led me up the stairs to the dark room. Up there he opened my jeans, pulled them down completely to the ground and sat in front of me. My cock swelled hard as he took it in his mouth and worked it good. One of his hands went off to my ass and started to play with my hole. One finger went in, then two. Slowly he started to finger fuck my my ass. I felt a burning sensation in my ass, but his lips around my cock was so hot that it overpowered that sensation. Was he preparing me so he could fuck me? That wasn’t the deal! But the fingers in my ass felt so good that I couldn’t protest. After a while, he stood up, we kissed with deep tongues. Then he pushed my head down to his big dick. I followed his every move and the orders he gave me, and it was clear who was in charge. My ass started to feel empty so I tried to put some of my own fingers in side my open hole He slapped my face with his XL-sized dick before he pressed it down my throat. His cock went down all the way and he fucked me rather roughly until gasped for air. He noticed I was choking and gave me a fraction of a second to breathe in before he continued pressing it down as deep as he could. The taste of salty sperm mixed up with saliva filled my palate; I had to swallow some to keep up with his intense and deep mouth fucking. He ordered me to lift my ass up so I did was I was told. Suddenly I could hear him whisper something in Arabic. A second later I felt someone coming up from behind putting his hands on my buttocks. I had thought that we were alone in the dark room. Who was this third person who now wanted to join in? Was it his friend who had gone up earlier to wait for us? It’s clear that they planned this from the start. The other guy immediately took over my ass. I felt a small plastic tube enter my ass. A few seconds later i felt a liquid filling my ass. Then he pulled the tube out. Thinking it was lube i didn’t react. Two fingers began to slide in my ass. As my ass became more open he added more. There was a feeling that was spreading to my body. I began to sweat and I felt more horny that I could ever feel. I thought that this was due to considerable amount of alcohol in my body so I stopped sucking and was about to stand up to take a break. The Arab guy in front of me noticed my hesitation and quickly locked both of my hands and put his arm around my neck. He was much stronger than me, and although I tried to resist I couldn’t get away. Suddenly I felt the guy behind me trying to push his big cock in my ass. The pain of this thick cock ploughing its way into my tight ass was sobering me up. Desperately my hands fought to get released but all in vain. “Please wait!” I squeaked, “I need to…” “What is it? Don’t you want to play anymore?” one of the guys interrupted. “Well, just let me get some lube and a condom from my pocket” I begged. “No way! I only fuck without condom or lube. Open up slut! ” he grunted. I wanted to reply but he silenced me quickly by pulling my head back by a steady grip around my hair with one hand and putting the other over my mouth. An extremely intense and very rough fucking followed. I could feel every inch of his big cock as it forced its way in and out in what felt like an eternity. It was almost like my ass would turn inside out of the deep ploughing and I felt my anus swelling. Inside me every show of the top of his cock sent electric shocks through my entire body. After a while my whining changed into groaning and moaning. His friends slapped my face and rammed his cock into my mouth to shut me up. Something started to take over my mind and I began to have thoughts about wanting bigger cocks in my ass and begin a total bottom slut. My ass was now completely open to serve his raw huge cock. The Arab guy behind me started to moan louder and louder. With a deep grunt he filled my insides deep with a huge amount of cum. He withdrew and got up in front of me ordering me to suck and lick his cock clean. I did as I was told and swallowed every drop. “Good boy! Our sperm will change you for good!” he said. “Now, lie down on the floor!” his friend commanded. He forced me to lie down with my chest facing the floor. He got on top and guided his huge cock towards my hole. He pushed into me; I felt the head enter me. A moan escaped my lips. He almost pulled out fully and then he just rammed it in full force. “Now, we’re going to see if I can fuck this slut even harder.” They both put up a laugh of joy and excitement. He fucked me harder and faster. “I saw how you looked at my cock down in the bar, craving it. We are converting you into a load taking slut. You think that you can return to your normal life, but within a few weeks you will give in to your true calling; big raw dicks and cum”. He kissed me on the check and licked my ear. Then he intensified the fucking; I felt the entire weight of his muscular body as he pumped my ass with his massive cock like a machine spinning out of control. By now the penetration went more smoothly because of the generous load that his friend had previously delivered in my butthole, which functioned as a perfect natural lubricant. My ass had also got more used to the rough fucking and had opened up considerably by the penetrations of his friend’s large cock fucking me so violently. Something in my mind took over and i started to enjoy having this good-looking, young sexy Arab stallion plowing my ass hard. I was their little white toy! And when he started hitting my G-Spot I was in pure ecstasy. “Yes, do me as hard as you can” i blurted out. “We own you now that our DNA is deep inside you” he whispered in my ear. Then he came with a roaring and we were both exploded as he shot several streams of hot cum deep inside of me. Then he and his friend dressed quickly, gave me a kiss and left. I sat for a while in the dark to get myself together. What was it I had experienced? My ass was warm and swollen with cum of the two guys dripping out. A smile spread over my face. I started to jerk myself and came quickly. I left the dark room and the club. On my way home I stopped by a gay sauna that had opened its door in the morning hour. I went in, changed, sat at the bar and ordered a juice. As I sat down at one of the tables a bit away from the bar a young black guy came up to me and asked if he could sit down. “Sure” I said. We were there just with our small towels around our waists. He had a perfect body and he noticed my eyes screening over him. He let his towel open so I could see his enormous dick hanging in the open. My eyes couldn’t help staring at it. “I saw you in the dark room. I was hiding in a corner with a friend when you came in. The two guys fucked you up good” he said. His words took me by surprise and I didn’t know what to say. “They knew exactly what to do to change you into a willing bottom” he added. “They knew what to do?” I replied. “Yes! The fact that you’ve come to this sauna and didn’t go straight home or to the police or anything must mean that you want more” he said smiling. He started to stroked his hand over his big cock that had started to rise. “Let’s go to my cabin and i will tell you what they did to change you into a willing slut. I’m not like them!” he said comfortingly. He took my hand and caressed it gently. I looked at his cock and felt how mine grew to create a visible bulb under the towel. He noticed and said smilingly “That’s clearly a YES!”. We stood up and walked up two floors to his cabin were we dropped the towels and started to kiss. Then suddenly I was grabbed from behind by two other black guys. I was pinned down with my face pressed into the mattress. “Hold his arm still” one of them said. I felt how my bicep was tied of with a band. Then I felt a needle stabbing my arm. “Like I promised I will tell you what they did: When they fingered you they loaded your ass with a drug called Meth!” the black guy said. “You had no clue what was happing. This is not how we do it. I like to tell my sluts that I injected them with T.” after saying that the band snapped loose. They released me and told me to raise my arm. As I sat up I began to cough. A wave of sluttyness came over me. “This will boost your carving for big dicks and cum. So don’t fight it!” said one of the other black guys. I looked over to them and saw 3 hot black guys stroking their enormous black cocks. And like he said I couldn’t resist it and crawled over to them. “Does he know that we and the two Arabs are POZ? ” whispered one guy to the other. “We will tell the slut after we bred him several times!” answered the other one laughing. —THE END —
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Last week I took an HIV test at a free clinic and I get my results until this Friday and honestly I don't know how I feel. I've been going to clubs and baths and taking all the loads I can get but yea.
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This is my first story. Let me know if you want another chapter. Chapter 1 I knew I was gay since I was 13. Ever since getting changed after Pysical Education class surrounded by other hot boys and what they did to me. But being gay wasn’t part of my life plan. So I resigned myself to being closeted to achieve my life’s goals. I married young. My University girlfriend. She was pleasant enough but there was never any passion. Watching gay porn before doing the deed was enough to keep up appearances, although I knew deep inside topping wasn’t really for me - I was a total bottom. At any opportunity I would lock myself away in my study and devour every type of gay porn you could imagine, but I always found myself wishing I was the bottom being fucked without mercy. Two kids later and three years without sex and gay porn just wasn’t enough. I’d spend my nights scrolling through every gay hookup app you can think of. Always getting close to sneaking out to fulfil my desires but always chickening out at the last minute. The kind of guy everyone hates. Each year the wife and I would go out for dinner for our anniversary, going through the motions. I opened the door to our new baby sitter recommended by a friend. A young University student looking to make some extra cash. “Hi you must be-“ I was lost for words I knew his name was Leon but I was distracted by his breathtaking beauty. I’d always been attracted to men in porn around my age, bearish types. But hear in front of me was a slender twink, shoulder length blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. He was a lot more feminine than I was into but I couldn’t take my eyes off him. He was wearing short denim shorts barely half way down his thighs and a tank top that barely touched his belt. I could see his toned flat stomach and from what I could see he was hairless. “Leon” he said after a pregnant pause. “Ahh yes please come inside” I stammered as he brushed passed me. “Nice house. You must be Brian?” He said with a feminine voice. We made small talk while my wife finished getting ready. I couldn’t keep my eyes off his lips as he spoke. Imagining kissing them. What had come over me? I saw hot guys in public all the time but could keep it together. Leon wasn’t even my type. I was distracted all the way through dinner, but I don’t think my wife really noticed. I was nervous driving home, but what was I nervous for? It just our baby sitter. As we pulled into the drive my wife said she had a migraine coming on and if I could pay Leon and not disturb her when I came to bed. I hadn’t expected sex but good to know neither was she. “So how were they? Not too much trouble?” I asked Leon trying to keep things casual. “They were great. No trouble at all. But what kind of trouble will you be? Discreet suburban dad.” He replied with a smirk. Fuck! My grindr profile. He must have seen it. There isn’t any info about me on there but it’s not like there’s many other guys around here on it. “Excuse me?” I said trying to seem ignorant. “It’s okay Daddy. Your secret is safe with me. But I gotta admit I’d like to see what you’re hiding in those slacks.” He stepped closer to me as he said it grabbing the money I had for him in my hand. “Please. I’m not gay. I’m just on there for laughs.” I said unconvincingly not moving away as he approached. He squeezed my crotch and I started to get hard. “Wow not much there at all really” he said with a laugh. He was right. To be honest I’d always had a below average cock. I guess part of what attracted me to wanting to bottom. I didn’t reply. “You see this is what a real cock is like” he grabbed my hand as he said it and squeezed it against his crotch. Fuck he was huge and he was soft. He lifted the bottom of his shorts and the tip of his thick uncut cock slipped out. Without even thinking I touched it. Fuck what was I doing. What if my wife came down. “Go on Daddy. You can touch it. I know you want to.” He said without breaking eye contact. He had this natural dominance which I would never have assumed. I started to stroke his thick twink cock. I couldn’t take my eyes off it. “How long since you last tasted cock?” He asked firmly. “Um High School” I said weakly. “Wow it’s been a long time huh Daddy” he asked. I always associated Daddy as the dominant role but why when he said it did it sound so submissive. His hand firmly pressed on my shoulder and I dropped to my knees. I couldn’t help it. I took the head of his thick uncut cock into my mouth. Oh god how much I missed this. Feeling a cock fill my mouth. I always assumed the next cock I’d suck would be that of some middle aged bear not some hot 19 year old fem twink. I ran my tongue under his foreskin, it had a strong taste and already a bit of precum I was in heaven He pulled up the leg of his shorts and out sprung the rest of his thick veiny cock. It must have been at least 8 inches and it was much thicker than any of the cocks I had in high school. “That’s it Daddy. Finally getting what you’ve been craving for years.” He said reassuringly as he placed his hands on the back of my head. I forgot how good cock tasted. His thick dick filling my mouth going deeper. But he wasn’t stopping. I started panic as he pushed deeper towards my throat. “Watch the teeth Daddy” he said firmly while slapping the side of my head. “Yes Sir” I said with a mouthful of cock, fuck where did that come from. He pushed deeper and I started to gag and threw up a bit. He pulled his cock out and laughed. “I can’t do this here, I’m sorry.” I pleaded knowing my wife could walk in any minute. “Then drop me home Daddy. I’m not done with you” he said. “I can’t. This isn’t me” I said knowing it’s the only thing I wanted. “Text your wife and say you’re dropping me home. You’re secret is only safe with me while I decide it is” he said with out any hesitation. I picked up my phone and did exactly that. He pulled his cock back into his shorts. As his tank rode up I could see a small pink scorpion tattoo on his hip. He walked to door. “Come on Daddy” he said with a smile as he walked to the door. Fuck what was I doing?
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In Chicago for marker days weekends. Looking to meet other fellow sex pigs for uninhibited fun ? Hmu on bbrts: Hungfur
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Question for the LA folks; I just checked in at my 'motel' in Huntington park, and the front desk guy said 'no visitors allowed' Is that a thing here ? Or I can just ignore it ? Anyone else had a similar issue ?
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Visiting Toronto from 30 July until 01 August. Staying DT on BlueJays Way. Trip to Black Eagle and Steamworks is a must. Seeking sexy company or a quick fuck. Want to ensure my bf is jealous as well proud of his slutty bf and his ass
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Visiting Toronto from 30 July until 01 August. Staying DT on BlueJays Way. Trip to Black Eagle and Steamworks is a must. Seeking sexy company or a quick fuck. Want to ensure my bf is jealous as well proud of his slutty bf and his ass
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