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Ok gents, this is the final edit of my short smut. I hope you sick fucks enjoy this twist. THE GIVING MAN The Giving Man is what they call me. In a sense, it’s fitting, being as I am known for being generous. But perhaps I’m being vague also on the title that is now so endearing to me, for I no longer give money or support to just anyone anymore nor do I have a sugar baby. I’ve learned that lesson all too well. I am hiv positive gay man in his mid-forties that gives the gift of infecting those who choose to be infected with the virus. Hence the title that I am aptly labeled; Giving Man. Judge away, it is of no concern to me. I do not infect those who are ignorant of my status and I don’t lie or hide it either. Those I infect know exactly what they are getting into. But that’s beside the point, I was actually given the title long before I infected anyone, for I use to be a sugar daddy. That is until I was horribly wronged by a beautiful charlatan that almost destroyed me. Do you have time for a story? It’s obvious you do otherwise what the fuck are you doing reading this right now? Not that I’m bitching, I can wait to tell you my tale of revenge if need be, otherwise here it goes: —————- I am a damn good looking guy, tall dark and handsome standing six feet, three inches, two hundred and thirty pounds of hard hairy muscle, black hair with some silver, brown eyes with a clean cut beard. I would even confess that some would call me a dashing, strapping stud on his way to silver fox daddy status. I’m also fairly wealthy to boot and the boys are easily seduced by my charms. I was undetectable, once, until a vicious villainous brat made me change my mind about my status. As a successful plot of revenge I let my status go from undetectable to infectious. But it wasn’t always that way. I had gotten infected when I was thirty after participating in a gang bang conversion party. I was high from meth and I wasn’t sorry. I knew the risks and I still use from time to time. But I use it only for enhanced sex and never to to cope as most would say as an excuse for their addiction. I happen to be quite responsible when it comes to partying and I respect drugs, never abusing them. However I use to be aware of the fact that I am responsible for this status and I took my meds when directed which was once everyday. So yes I was undetectable, until I met this jerk who ruined me emotionally and used me for my money and shelter among other necessities, and for what? Well in the end I had the last laugh. With some help I was a part of a coup d’état get back what he paid me, and more. So anyway to cut to the chase, shortly after I was diagnosed I got on my meds and was undetectable a month after. That's around when I met an eighteen year old bottom boy who was cute as can be, red hair, blue eyes, fair skin with lots of hair everywhere, from chest to the rest, hair blanketed his heavenly slim form. Very sexy, and red heads who are handsome are exceptionally rare to me, sorry to most of you gingers out there, I mean no offense. This guy was from a well off Christian family who disowned him for being gay, and threw him out on the street. If it weren’t for me, heaven knows what he would have done aside from selling his tight little asshole to disgusting degenerates too hideous for his sensibilities. Again I’m not insulting those who pay for sex, I do without shame, but I’m speaking from this cunts point of perspective. But I digress. I met him in Chicago during IML and he had lost his job and started selling himself to survive. He was fresh on the street and I could tell he had never done anything of this nature before. So I hired him for the night and pretty much he’s been with me ever since then. Well he was with me until a little over a year ago to be exact. He had been with me for close to nine years. That’s how long I took care of this pariah, and I had nothing to show for it. The thing is, we never fucked in those long nine years. Nope, not even a kiss or a blow job had come between us. Why you may ask? I don’t fucking know. Maybe because I was that kind of chump that wanted his heart before sinking my thick hairy dick into his bubblegum colored asshole that I’m sure was covered in thick red hair. Plus I believed he would come around and we would end up married...and boy was I a real fucking chump then! His name was Tyke, (yeah go figure) and as I said he was eighteen at the time and fresh on the street. In fact I was his first customer and his last as far as I know. So I hired him and we went into my hotel room where he was propositioning guys for cash, and instead of fucking him, I listened to his story and respected his virtue and did nothing sexual. We cuddled that night and I stupidly fell for it. I wasn’t too sure he was being honest about his status so we went to the Howard Brown Clinic there in Boystown to get his test results, to which we found out his wasn’t reactive to the instant HIV test, meaning he was negative. I got him some PrEP and told him to start taking it immediately, for it would keep him safe from the virus if he should ever decided to be a fucking cum dump for me or anyone else or if somehow my meds couldn’t protect him. There’s always that slim chance. So that was that. Tyke came home with me to Palm Springs, California where he wanted for nothing. I gave him everything he desired. I got him a car, his own room with toys like video game systems, exercise equipment, memberships to the gym I attended, food, expensive clothes, spirits to lift his mood, cannabis for which he smoked immense amounts of, I mean anything he wanted, even cocaine. But no to the meth, he said to me once out of nowhere, so I kept my use of it secret. No sense alarming him over something I had control over. He never knew as far as I thought. Then he started working as a bartender, to which he only worked for a split minute before I encouraged him to live off an allowance I was willing to give him. He sure acted like he loved me then, but yet we still didn’t fuck. For some reason he had an excuse as to why he wouldn’t. The biggest and most important of these bullshit reasons was; “I wanna save myself for marriage,” he would respond. “Ok,” I said to him, “I can respect that.” And that was that. I just held him and we slept. Nothing to it. A few months later I noticed he was jerking off and so I thought he was starting to let loose and maybe I could infringe upon him my desires and hopefully get my dick wet. So I entered his room naked and wanting his youthful form to grind and take in my mature rock hard handsome form. Surprised at my deliberate sensual act he exclaimed, “I’m not ready for that, I’m sorry!” “No, no,” I said like a fucking dimwit, “I was wrong to assume.” He gave me a peck on the lips and smiled, “Good night,” and turned over and fell asleep soundly. Frustrated at myself for thinking he was ready I went back into my room, closed the door, then I slammed myself with some tina and jerked off all night to porn. This was my sex life for several years. What an idiot I was. For months I would try and try to convince him that I loved him, which I did, and that I wanted to make him my husband and finally fuck him, but he would conveniently avoid the subject and talk about going to school for psychology and then maybe afterward he would consider it, to which I agreed and even funded his college along with all he ever wanted or needed. Then a few months became one year, then one year became seven years, but still no dipping the wick for me even though I had offers left and right from some hot looking twinks. I wanted him, only him and he knew he had me and used that to his advantaged unbeknownst to my dumb ass. So right before the time he wronged me, he was in his mid-twenties, and he looked amazing. He was working out, eating right, and going to school, making good marks even graduating with a degree and starting his own practice with my help of course. Needless to say I was proud of him, except he still refused me. I would remind him of his promise to consider it which he would aptly reply, “I’m still in the process,” “Fine,” I would sigh. “If you wanna be with someone else, go for it. But if you wanna be with me you have to wait. That’s just how I roll. But don’t worry, you will be the first to know!” Needless to say that night I slammed some more tina and jerked off to porn. Those nights were becoming more and more frequent but I was careful not to over-indulge. But the frustration was building up and it wouldn’t be long before I would have to terminate this bullshit deal he was giving me. ————— One night it would draw to a head, I was sick of his crap and he was starting to get on my nerves, expecting me to wait on him hand and foot. He also just assumed that I would buy him everything without any fucking gratitude. Finally on the night in question, I was fed up with his refusal to marry me or to at least kiss me with some tongue. Come to find out he had his agenda and it surfaced. He had read my documents from the doctors office and didn’t tell me until I brought the subject of marriage up once again to which he had a definitive answer, “Sweetheart,” The fucking faggot said in his tone of arrogance, “I will never marry you.” “What?” I said on the verge of tears, “but why?!” “First off you haven’t been honest with me about your status. You’re positive?” “Yes, but I was never dishonest,” I answered to which he shook his femmy peacock head at me. “Um yeah you were,” he sneered, “you didn’t tell me that you were hiv positive, so…” “I never told you because it never came up,” I argued, “you never asked nor did it seem like you cared. Besides I’m undetectable do you know what that means?” “Yes,” he said, with his now muscular arms crossed, “but you could still infect me.” “Not if you’re taking your PrEP!” I said with irritation, “are you taking your PrEP?” “No! But so what? That has nothing to do with it,” he said, the cocky dicksuck, “Besides, the man I would love and marry wouldn’t need meds, nor would I need them to have sex with him.” I scoffed at that statement, “Oh my lord, this is fucking insane!” “How so?” He barked at me, “We wouldn’t be encumbered by such precautionary notions because we would be a natural couple, understand?” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. “No,” I barked at him, “I don’t understand, please enlighten me on how I am not natural?” He fucking sighed at me, “What I mean by natural is with no need of pills or condoms or risks between us like other normal couples.” “What the fuck do you know about normal! I am normal!” He continued, “You are not normal, silly sad little man. In fact, you are unnatural, and therefore you and I will never happen.” I was fucking livid, “I fucking supported you for these several years, giving you anything you wanted, paying your way, giving you opportunity you wouldn’t have had otherwise!” “I may have, so that’s incorrect to say.” “Not on the street as a fucking hustler! How could you have such a disgusting and vile notion of the man who loves you unconditionally?” “I never asked for all of this,” he said peering at his manicured nails, the fucking faggot, “you offered and I obliged. Who wouldn’t?” I was torn apart by what he was telling me and began to cry, “And what now, my love? Are you to expect me to support you after saying such atrocious words to the man who fucking loves you!?” “Why no,” he said smiling, “the allowance you have allotted me over the years has allowed me to accumulate my own wealth and now with my business up and going, and a nice chunk of change, for which I do appreciate. Alas, however, I am sorry to say your service is no longer needed.” “My fucking services?!” I barked. “I leave within the hour. I’ve had my stuff packed and shipped to my new place in LA. I prepared for this exodus from you weeks before graduation. I have set myself up pretty nice now thanks to your generous yet gullible nature.” I picked up a very expensive sculpture I had acquired in Spain, and threw it at him, to which he quickly dodged and then tackled me. He was much stronger now and had me pinned to the floor of our living room, correction, MY living room, it was never his. He laughed in my face and said, “Foolish old man, you didn’t really believe I would marry an infected piece of shit like you? Look at me! I am gorgeous, smart, young and I’ve already fallen head over heels for a worthy fellow who is also young, gorgeous, smart and even has his own accumulated income.” “No…” I wailed and the tears covered my face. “That’s right, I have a boyfriend in the city waiting for me, waiting to fuck me again and again! Fuck he’s hot! Hotter than you!” “Fuck you, faggot!” I struggled to get up but he still had me pinned. “He is so good in bed, let just tell you all about it!” “No,” I cried. “He’s fucked me so many times, why, I may be the first pregnant man without being transgendered.” “YOU ASSHOLE!” I screamed to which he punched me in the gut and I was down for the count. He whispered in my ear, “I got you, my sweet friend. You were waiting for nothing and you didn’t read the signs of my brilliant designs. Oh well, we live and learn don’t we?” We live and learn, I began to sob. He laughed as he stood up and brushed himself off, “Oh boo-hoo, fucker! You had your designs on me so obviously I felt no guilt twisting the trick upon you. It’s what I call a flip slip and it’s deserving of you to have such done to ya since you were so eager to fuck me with your infected cock!” “Mark me, boy,” I said with tears of rage as I was getting up, “one year from now, it will be me who has the last chuckle of this whole charade. It will be you who weeps in the end and I who laughs at your demise.” Tyke laughed so hard he almost fell backwards and then said, “Right, old man, whatever makes you sleep at night.” Another man came from behind him, Asian, and well formed, but smooth. He had let himself in no doubt and Tyke was expecting him. “Is everything ready,” Tyke said without taking his eyes off of me, “It’s time for me to get the fuck out of this dungeon.” “Why yes,” the Asian said, “your lover awaits. Is all well here? Did you defeat this tyrant?” Tyrant? So the fucker lied about me to make me the villain. Fucking piece of shit. “He can no longer hurt me,” Tyke said, “he’s just a stupid lonely sad old man.” As soon as I got up, Tyke kicked me back to the ground and I lay there in pain as they both left laughing. When I was finally able to stand I wailed in agony for the wrong that had been done. But at the time there was nothing I could have done. I didn’t want meth because I didn’t want to be conscious any longer, so I busted into my wine cellar and drank and drank and drank… Later that night after drinking to the point of almost dying, I crawled into my bed, and fell asleep. No more I could do for that day, except rest. ——— Two months passed and I was numb to the world. The only thing that mattered was getting that fuck head back. But how? I had no idea where he lived or how I could do justice to the insidious deed that he had done to me. I felt that I had lost to him and there was no way I would get retribution for his crimes against me. That is until I met a man named Chemical Mike. Chemical Mike was a chemist that cooked and sold the best meth in the land. He was a mystery, a legend, maybe even a myth, for no one had ever seen him before. I figured he was a conglomeration of dealers and chemists using his name as a false handle to throw off the law. But then he contacted me through a note and a network of people he had working for him. The note, I found in my stash of meth I kept well hidden and locked away in a safe beneath my floorboards in my closet. So immediately I was shocked when I found said note with a couple of syringes filled with what I assumed was loaded shots of different colors. The note said; Your burden weighs heavy my friend, but if you come to me, you shall be released! I know of the sin committed against you and I want to help. Bring these shots to the bus station downtown and there you will meet a man who goes by the name Hobo Joe. He is the boatman to my River Styx, if you catch my drift? I didn’t but I continued reading the message to myself, He will lead you to a car that will lead you to me after you give him these loaded shots. Do it now and be quick, for Hobo Joe leaves the bus station for the shelter at 10pm and then he’s in for the night. The sooner you get to Hobo Joe the sooner you will get to me and you shall have your revenge. Destroy this note by stuffing it into the capsule that is with the shots and swallow it. Do it now. Do it quick. For you never know who may be watching. - Chem M I wasted no time, I followed his instructions and balled up the thin paper into the capsule and swallowed it, then locked up my safe, which made a hissing sound but I had no time to check it, and then I left. I didn’t go back to my house again until about a year and a half later to sell it. As I drove to the bus depot, some cop cars went the opposite direction, speeding and flashing their lights. It was strange because my gut was reassuring me that I had left in time. Hopefully they hadn’t spotted this Chem M who said he would help me. But I thought nothing more of it. I was at the bus station close to ten at night when I saw Hobo Joe outside by the trash, dressed in what looked like a cloak and robes all tattered and filthy. I could not see his face which made him look ethereal and sinister. I went to him and introduced myself. He was expecting me. “Payment for transit to the one who seeks you,” he said to me in a raspy voice that sounded like he had swallowed glass. I gave him the loaded shots within the brown paper bag to conceal them and after inspection he signaled me to follow him three blocks away where a black sedan was waiting. I turned to thank him but he had vanished already. Strange but again I didn’t think anything of it. Probably best, I thought. I got into the car from the back passenger seat, when suddenly the driver, a muscular handsome black man, pulled out a gun and said, “Hold up now, muthafucka, are you packin?” “N-no,” I squealed, “Chemical Mike told me to follow Hobo Joe to this car!” “I know that, you son of a bitch! But are you armed?” “No!” I groaned, “I don’t like guns!” The man laughed and put his piece away, “Cool.” “I’m—“ I began to introduce myself but he stopped me. “I don’t give a fuck who you are, man. I’m just your driver, that’s it.” “Ok,” I said quickly and located my seatbelt straps. “Hold on now, sucka, cuz we got one bitch of a night to drive through.” As I buckled my seatbelt he floored the gas and sped out, through the side streets onto the main highway then out of town, and for two hours he drove and I sat silent. We stopped in the middle of the desert and then drove off road after passing a billboard that said, “SAFETY BELTS SAVE LIVES.” He drove me into wild country for about another hour thirty minutes and the ride was bumpy. He was flying over the sand in this pumped up sedan I thought would stall. It we made it to what looked like a camp with tents everywhere. Then he stopped in front of a huge RV that looked really expensive located past what looked like a camp with tents and shanty structures. This vehicle was towards the back of the camp close to a rocky steppe that was near the mountains. The RV was a shiny black with extended windows and what looked like running water and electricity, it also had satellite dishes on top. It was located next to a nice big bonfire not far from the settlement we walked through. We got out of the car and I followed the driver to the bonfire nearby. People were fucking around the fire, men and women, hopefully of age, naked and writhing against each other. The orgy distracted me a little because the man grabbed me and said, “Pay attention, muthafucka!” and he brought me into the RV. —————— It was so beautiful on the inside, bigger than what I expected, much larger than a bus, decked out with anything and everything the modern world had to offer. We walked into the living area where a gay porn was playing on a huge flatscreen and it was being controlled from someone sitting a huge sofa chair, facing away from where we came in so therefore it concealed whoever was sitting in it. I assumed it was Chemical Mike. “I am just outside that door, sucka,” the driver said while cocking his gun, “all it would take is one wrong move and your ass is iced, got it?” I nodded and he left me alone with the chair facing the monitor, which the monitor was around seventy inches at least. The porn flipped off and then there was a recording of me and Tyke that night! I watched as Tyke left with the Asian laughing. He had been spying on me! Then there were mini screens of Tyke meeting with a handsome Latin man during school, and Tyke getting fucked by him unbeknownst to them. This guy had been tracking Tyke’s pursuits. But why? “You truly have been had, my friend,” a voice from the chair said as it slowly turned revealing a man in his late thirties. He was handsome with black hair, green eyes and olive skin, slender, with a beard unkempt and kind of scraggly but he looked well manicured otherwise. His clothes were simple, an Addidas tee-shirt with plaid shorts and orange rubber sandals, the rest of his outfit was in tones of red and brown. “You have me at a disadvantage it seems,” I said to him standing there. “So it seems,” he said with a smile. Man was he fucking sexy! The more I gazed upon him, the more I liked what I was looking at. He was definitely an otter. “Your ex-boyfriend, our enemy, Tyke?” He started with his hands together on his lap, “has been a thorn in our side, no?” “I'm sorry and please forgive my indiscretion,” I asked somewhat confused, “but what has he done to you?” I was hoping it wouldn’t piss him off enough to call in that armed guard he had at the door. “Well shit,” he said as he stood up, “I’m jumping ahead here. I suppose, first, I should introduce myself. I’m Mike.” “Hello Mike,” I said and offered my hand to him, to which he refrained from taking so I lowered it quickly, “Chemical Mike I presume?” “You presume correctly,” he said as he pulled a remote from his pocket and clicked the button on it switching the screen to Tyke working with the DEA, “So, this little fuck, forgive my language, has been helping the police take down my men. He has helped the pigs sack twelve of my most successful plugs in the Palm Springs area already. I’m losing business because of this fuckhead and I want payback!” “Gotcha,” I said now understanding where this was headed. Mike walked a bit closer to me and asked, “Just who does this faggot think he is? What, he thinks his shit don’t stink, and thinks that he can just waltz upon my domain and piss upon my face?” “I’m sorry about that,” I said to him, “I had no idea.” “You do know you get your stuff from me right? Mostly everyone does in the LA area. I’ve got this place on lockdown because my shit is the shit! The best!” “Again I had no idea.” “I can tell,” he said and clicked the remote again to reveal the DEA at my house! “What the fuck—“ I exclaimed. “You’re ex here has thrown you under the NARC bus it seems…” “But...why?” “He’s found out your little secret, my product that you dabble in, and now plans to bury you and me with it.” I was shocked beyond comprehension. That slimy red haired fuck! They were at my house searching for drugs but as it seemed they found nothing yet. “Don’t worry,” Mike said, “when they find your safe full of my product, it will already be destroyed. Didn’t you hear that hissing noise?” I was now recalling it, “Yes but I didn’t think anything of it.” He smiled and started walking around the room revealing his chemistry devices he had hidden. “As you now realize, I am a chemist. Actually I’m the superlative of chemist. I’m the best there ever was.” “Wow,” I was dumbfounded. “I have placed a small acid bomb of my own design in your safe, which activated after you shut and locked it.” “How did you—“ “I am incredibly smart, and very stealthy.” “Amazing,” I said. I was seriously impressed and also frightened. If he could move that fast and unnoticed, what could he do to me that I hadn’t even fathomed? He continued, “Worry not, my friend. i won’t hurt you. And don’t worry about the safe or the product, I can reimburse you.” “What will this bomb do to the safe?” Chemical Mike smiled, “It will destroy everything within the safe and break it down the drugs to a molecular level so that the product can not be traced.” “And the safe?” “Compromised, toast, including the lock so not only will they have a wonderful time trying to get it open, but when they finally do open it, they will find a very dangerous chemical, which is my trademark for those who pry too much in my affairs. That is of course if they have a warrant to open the safe and if they find it of course.” “What does the chemical do?” Chemical Mike laughed as he concealed his chemistry sets and then said, “Many of these DEA fucks have lost fingers and face parts fucking with me and my clientele! If they do find this safe of yours and try to open it? Tender parts will be compromised.” “Will I get in trouble?” “Nah,” he said, waving his hand at me, “because you aren’t holding anything illegal anymore, and you have a right to set legal booby traps. My friend Nico, who does security, recommends such devices.” “Forgive me but I still don’t understand,” I replied, “What do I have to do with you? Why me? Why did you spy on me?” “Believe it or not,” Mike said walking up to me, “you are one of my favorite clients. You don’t rat my dealers out, in fact you have good rapport with them, you keep your nose clean, you’re discreet about your use, not even your backstabbing beau knew of your vice until a few months ago, to which he incorporated into his plans to leave you hapless, just so you wouldn’t have any funny ideas of payback, I imagine.” “That fucking prick!” I exclaimed, but Mike held his hand up. “However,” Mike reassured me, “he couldn’t prove that you were doing anything until he helped bust your dealers, which are MY top employees and also close friends. So you see this situation has made us strange bedfellows.” “What are you saying?” I was trying to get to the point here to which he said gruffly, “My fucking men are in county jail because of this lying manipulative red headed cunt! I want his blood! And you my dear are going to help me get it.” I was speechless, he kept going as he walked around me, “I had to wait though before I could make my move due to the delicacy of the situation. I didn’t want to get you in trouble but also I had to wait for him to strike so that I could get one of my stealthy employs to sneak the trap and the message into your abode. Plus I want to help you. I’ve been watching you for awhile, for reasons that are my own.” And there it was. I didn’t even need to think about it. I would help him destroy this fucking twat. “What do you want me to do?” I asked. “So you will help me bring this fucker down?” Mike asked surprisingly. “Why not?” I asked, “I said I would have my revenge in a year.” “Yes,” he said as he continued to make his revolution around me, “curious as to how you would know that or figure that in.” “I dunno,” I said as I peered down to my feet, “just something within me made me say it. Maybe it was my anger and pain.” He stopped in front of me smiling and said, “Or maybe I subliminally integrated that within you with some simple psychology, like playing a subliminal message in your room when you argued with him that day.” “Wait,” I said as I looked at him, “what?” He smiled and started to walk around me again, “I knew he was using you for awhile now and I couldn’t figure out why he would. You’re smart and handsome and quite a catch.” “A catch that caught the booty cooties, I’m infected with HIV,” I responded, “which is why he refused me and also reminds me that I must take my pill now.” “I would let you fuck me,” he said as he was coming around to the front of me, “but I too am hiv positive so...anyway, you’re undetectable now?” “Yes,” I said reaching for my meds that were in my pocket. When I found them I opened the lid and was about to take a pill out and swallow it when he stopped me. “Listen to me for a moment,” Mike said, “what if you infected him with the virus and then helped me frame him for everything? Set his red ass up and have him put away for a long time, simultaneously freeing my employees and getting the DEA off my dick to boot? I’ll pay you, no, reward you for a job well done?” Immediately I was interested, “How?” “Simple,” he said and grabbed my meds and threw them into the garbage dispenser that was nearby which was industrial model because it ate the bottle within seconds. I gasped but he stopped me, “Hey now, don’t worry. After a year, and the deed is done you can start taking them again.” “I’ll develop a mutation that will make me resistant to my meds.” “Nuh uh,” he said and stuck a shot into my arm and injected the contents within immediately which made me scream, “FUCK! WHAT THE FUCK!?” “Shhhhhhhh,” he said trying to calm me, “behave yourself or my man outside will blow your dome clear the fuck off your neck, boo.” The guy came in gun in hand and assessed the situation, “Everything cool?You want me to ice this bitch?” “No Franklin,” Mike said rubbing my arm, “tell ya what, take the rest of the night off. You did good, man. I got this fool.” Franklin looked at me then at Mike, “if you need me…” “Right,” Mike said smiling, “I call ya.” “Watch yourself, sucka!” Franklin said and then left us alone. “You see,” Mike said still rubbing the injection site, “gotta be cool around me, man.” “What the fuck did you inject me with?” I managed to whimper. Then Mike said, “My chemical masterpiece, this is my special recipe that will stop your body from developing a resistance to the drugs you’re taking for it without suppressing the virus. This one shot I gave you will last a year from this day. After a year you will need to take your meds again, that is unless I give you another shot.” “I’ve never heard of such a drug that is able to do that!” I exclaimed rubbing my arm. “No one has,” Mike said throwing the needle into the grinding dispenser, “I discovered a way to suppress the body developing a resistance while keeping it viral. I am the greatest chemist to have ever lived, ya know.” I was pleasantly shocked. He smiled, patted my shoulder and then walked back to his seat and clicked the monitor back to porn. “So,” he said as he sat down, “Mr. Giving Man, let’s be friends, what do you say?” I couldn’t help but smile. —— So after we discussed the plan that I agreed to, Mike lead me outside and past the orgy and then set me up in a tent outside. I was to stay with the rest of his crew who were still in the midst of the orgy by the fire. He said I could join them or not but either or we started early in the morning so best get some rest. So I refrained from pleasure. I wanted to save my load for the bastard that ruined my life, and Mike was going to help me with that. Months passed, and during this time I remained in the desert with Mike, and he worked me out hard. First, he taught me chemistry. He taught me how to make meth, then he taught me the business; the best way to distribute product, then how to use it in moderation and how to administer others without missing the vein, what to do if I missed, medical procedures and prognosis and such. He taught me everything because he said, “It will make you far more creative when you finally faced the cocksucking bastard. Plus I like ya and want to show you the basics of my work. Just don’t start cooking it without my consent and start your own business or I will find you, are we cool on that?” “Yessir,” I said. He gave me the look of lust, licking his lips after saying that. “Don’t make me punish you,” he said as we got back to my training. We flirted a lot. But he was very strict otherwise and was adamant about this plot so the flirting ended as soon as it started at times. Eventually, I learned all of the rules of the meth game. But that wasn’t all. Mike taught me how to use a gun, how to tie someone up, and kidnap them without leaving any traces. He taught me how to sneak quietly and silently like a spider about to pounce on its prey. Then he made me lift weights and had one of his men teach me hand to hand combat. I learned everything from how to subdue someone quickly and quietly to using chemicals to stun my targets. Mike taught me about chloroform and it’s uses. Basically Chemical Mike made me into his weapon, his administer, and eventually, even his lover. ——— I remember the night he practically seduced me, although he blames me for the seduction. It’s neither here nor there... It was a week before D-day, so I had to prepare. I was doing push ups outside about ten yards from the RV and I was hot and sweaty from the workout in the desert and he came to me with some water. I stopped and drank. I was hot and I felt my muscles flexing now without effort, flexing more so than they ever had, and he quietly watched me as I poured the water down my steamy hot body, and I swear, it was just to cool down. I wiped the water from my face and chest with my shirt I had on earlier and… “Come,” Mike said without giving me the notion of being turned on, “we have much to discuss about the week at hand.” I followed him into the RV and he lead me passed his living area and passed the lab where he cooked meth into the room I had never been in. It was his lavish Persian like bedroom, lavish because it was adorned with fine fabrics and cushions with mirrors surrounding the room and lights of purple, red, pink, and blue making the area seductive to the sights. Marble statues of naked men were placed in areas around the bedroom. It was quite the hedonist den. Electronic music played in the background and a large flatscreen upon the wall played Treasure Island Media, and I recognized the scene called Primal which was one of the best scenes shot in porn ever. I was about as big as the top and he was about the size of the bottom, I noticed. He sat down at the table and pulled out some shots and said, “I am well pleased with your progress. So let’s take a few days off and just have some fun.” “Really?” I said to him as I sat across from him, “shouldn’t we focus on the task at hand?” He shot me a look of disdain and then nodded his head to the screen, “You see that porn that is playing right now? I have always wanted to be fucked that way, and to my disappointments never had the chance. Now look at you. You’re about Luca Bondi’s size because of my training. So, you owe me for that killer body you now possess, do you not?” I smiled, “I suppose so.” Mike undressed to his jockstrap and his body was beautiful, no, absolutely gorgeous! He was slender but firm, wasn’t as hairy as I am, but he had tufts of it on his chest, in his groin area, and on the small of his back and of course moderately covering his ass and crack. His black hair was radiant and green eyes beamed. Chemical Mike was a fine stock of male. Yeah I wanted him. To tell the truth I wanted him when I first laid eyes on him. “Do you want to administer me,” he asked as he wrapped the tourniquet around his arm and then placed it downward upon his knee. “Are you sure,” I asked. “No, but,” he said, “I trust you. I want you to know that.” “I trust you too,” I said as I grabbed the loaded shot and went for his arm. I found the fat vein I needed and followed protocol, using an alcoholic swab over the injection site. Before I pierced him with the needle, I leaned in and kissed the vein and looked up at him. He was smiling. “Oh you’re such a Romeo aren’t ya?” He chuckled. Quietly, I smiled and got down to business. I positioned the bevel up with the point flush against his skin. “Ready,” I said in a deep masculine voice looking up at him. “Born ready,” he smiled, “show me what you have learned out here in the desert.” “Ok,” Without hesitation I pierced him quickly and pulled back the plunger and immediately a red silky stream flashed into the barrel, and as quickly as I pulled back, I pushed the plunger in silently as he pulled the tourniquet off. I pulled the needle out quickly and he bellowed out a huge cough. And then his rush turned him red like a rose. “Holy fucking Moley!” He exclaimed as he tore his jockstrap off and fell on the bed rubbing his cock which was erect and then rubbed his beautiful hairy hole which was now exposed, “I have never let anyone do that to me before!” “Really?” I chuckled as I ripped off my shirt and pants, “I don’t believe you.” “No shit!” He said, as I looked into his eyes, which were now black and shaped as saucers, “you’re the first.” “I’m honored,” I smiled. I wrapped the tourniquet around my left bicep and pumped my hand. I walked over next to him and I laid down naked on the bed next to him as I slowly injected myself. I snapped the tourniquet off before pulling out the needle so not to cause bruising and then it hit me like a fucking semi truck. I coughed so much and moaned because it was so intense and laid closer next to him and controlled my breathing. He giggled and stared at me as I got it together. I looked at him and he kissed me long and deep in the mouth and I gave it right back. He tasted like tina and sweat. Thank god the room was cool with air conditioning or we would have suffered heat stroke. We were both hot and sweaty as our bodies came together, wet and slippery, grinding our erections together, feeling my cock get plumper as we did. Suddenly he went down upon me licking my pits which were ripe from working out in the desert, then to my hard nipples which were wired to my cock, making it harder still. Then he was on my dick with his wet mouth that seemed to take the whole length down until he gagged just a bit but this wasn’t his first rodeo. He sucked dick like a fucking champion. “Oh fuck,” I moaned as he caramelized my cock with his saliva and started making slurping sounds taking my girth and length all the way in and out, drenching it after a few moments. He then stopped and got on his back and signaled me with his hands to come to him, which I did, dripping sweat along the way, reaching my face to his face as he wrapped his arms around me and I felt my cock slide like a hot dog into a bun across his perky asshole, the wrinkles of it stimulating my thick engorged shaft. We kissed long and deep as we grinded and he moaned into my mouth as my tongue thrust into his throat, and then I started sucking his mouth open, making him moan even harder into it. Finally it was time to fuck as I lifted my body up to view the hole I was going to fill with cock. I spit and it fell directly upon the orifice which seemed to drink it instantly, then I inserted the head of my dick into him as I watched his face open wide with a groan of instantaneous pleasure. “Oh goddamn,” he moaned as I forced my entire member into his hungry asshole, “fuck yes! Give me that awesome cock, you fucker!” So I did. I began to pound him hard as he moaned loudly and I could hear myself groaning too. “Oh fuck yeah,” I moaned dripping sweat upon him as he was already drenched with his own. The sheets were soaked as I thrust into him again and again just like the top was doing to the bottom in the porn he had playing on a loop, it seemed, because it played the whole time I fucking pounded him. In and out I rammed his asshole which was like a warped rubber band about to snap around a tree log which was now in jackhammering rhythm. I fucked the hell out of him as he moaned and wailed in ecstasy, “FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! OH FUCK!” It seemed like hours passed. I fucked him that way until I fell upon him and kissed him long and deep. Then I flipped him around and got him on his stomach and drove my fucking long stump into his stretched sopping asshole which seemed to drool every time I’d pull out, with his moans being muffled by the pillows his head was buried into. My calves wrapped around his calves as I entered him and left him with thrusts. I was kissing the back of his neck as my cock went in then out and back in getting deeper each time. I was fucking the noise out of him as I pumped and pumped and pumped… “AHHHH FUCK!” He yelled in pleasure as I growled. I grabbed his face and turned it towards mine and we mouthed each other, slobber running down our necks as we did. Both of us getting more and more drenched as I pumped his now opened asshole which was more like a turkey scooped out of stuffing. It was cavernous and gaping! Fuck it was hot! I did exactly what the top did in that scene, thrusting harder and harder, sopping wet with sweat and spit, kissing him and holding him from behind until we switched positions. I flipped him around again and fucked him missionary while kissing him and growling into his mouth. Hours passed and finally I was ready to seed. “You want it?” I growled while smiling at him looking him in the eyes. “Fuck yes I want it!” He smiled, “fucking give it to me, fucker!” I pumped and pumped and pumped and pumped and I could feel my nuts vibrate as the fluid raced through my tubes and the deep thick itch that comes with fucking became more intense. It was coming and it was a lot of semen. “OH FUCK, OH FUCK, OH FOOOOOOOOOOOCK!” I roared as I felt the first spill out of my dickhole. I filled his clenching wet throbbing asshole with my thick load, while roaring. My balls clenched along with my asshole as I shot into his quivering hole that gulped my milk voraciously and I felt his cock shoot thick slimy loads between our stomachs and chests as he yelled in a slightly goofy voice, “OWWWWWWH FUGGK MY NUT MY FUCKING NUUUUUUUT UGH OH FUGGING FUUUUUUGGGEHK!” His spooge oozed in chunks out his pink dickhole as I felt his asshole clenching and throbbing, as it drank and drank and drank my load after load after load… After the ejaculation I lifted my torso up to view the masterpiece of sweet semen that was upon us and then I looked at him, all drenched from the sex we had just accomplishedand I felt my fluids from my face and chest falling in big drops upon him. I found chunks of his white seed slowly sliding from his stomach to his side, so I quickly lapped them up and collected all the globs and thick fluid tributaries and collected them with my hot wet tongue, swished it within my mouth and then leaned down and opened my mouth as he parted his jaw and took within his mouth the concoction of our sweat and cum, which with a smirk he gulped. I kissed him deep as his tongue danced with mine and the specimen we made together. I then rolled off of him all hot and sweaty and he laid next to me with his arm stretched across my soaked hair that carpeted my chest and we kissed some more before finally passing out. I awoke to a room that smelled of men hard at play. I enjoyed the aroma before I got up, leaving him sleep there and I went into the bathroom took a shower. He joined me a few minutes later and we kissed. I still tasted our sex in his mouth and I fucking loved it. “Leaving me so soon, player?” He jested, before I kissed him long and deep again. I unlatched from his mouth and looked him in the eyes and quietly said, “Never.” We kissed again which lead to more fucking in the shower. He was so good at this and he made me feel good at doing it to him. This is all I wanted from that faggot who hurt me bad. But you know, it was worth it in the end. I knew this even before my vengeance was executed. We played hard like that for a week but then it was time for business and we finally composed ourselves and focused on the task at hand. ——— The day had come and it was time to poz Tyke. It would be a year on midnight so it had to be sooner today than later. We had got his itinerary from one of Mike’s goons who pretended to be a patient of Tyke’s. Tonight was a special night, we gathered. His wedding anniversary. The fucker had gotten married. Oh well it didn’t matter because after tonight he would probably be divorced. We waited outside of his office, before he suddenly got into his sports car and started driving. I followed him in the black sedan Franklin drove that night a year ago so I thought it was a fitting moment. Mike had his car bugged so we could listen in on his phone conversation with his hubby who was coming up from Mexico. “Why don’t I just meet you down there?” Tyke asked on the phone. “Too much violence, baby,” his hubby said, “but I got a surprise for ya! Some killer dope!” “Fucker,” Mike exclaimed as I followed in the sedan a few cars back, “So he’s a user now! Nice! We will play that card to our advantage.” We listened to more, “But babe I want that fine brown cock in my sweet pink hole! Then I want you to slam me!” “Mmmmm.” “Please hurry back,” the fucking faggot said. “Baby, I may be a few hours I gotta get past customs. Pray for me,” his Latin lover said. “Don’t you worry, my love,” Tyke said, “You’re driving my car, they will check the plates and see you are legitimate. So bring that huge Mexican cock to me and let’s get high!” “Bingo,” Mike said, “I just recorded his message. Now I’m just gonna call border patrol and send it to them with the plate number, and Mr. Jesus La Screwed is busted. I can say that because I’m part Mexican so it’s not racist.” “Fuck yes!” I said and kissed him, still driving without taking my eyes off of his vehicle, “Now what?” “My men are finishing up at his place right now, installing the safe full of dope and with a journal documenting how he set you up along with my employees. Also there’s false intel of you ex confessing that he is this Chemical Mike, and that he was using that moniker to dodge the FEDS, as well as a map to my...his RV in the desert, with the lab and everything.” “He doesn’t know chemistry,” I said but Mike giggled. “Trust me, boo,” he smiled, “you worry about infecting him and how you are going to do it. Be creative.” Oh I had a great idea, and Mike would love it. I parked a block away from where Tyke lived, which was a beautiful mansion in a gated community in Beverly Hills. He thought these walls would protect him and probably a year ago they could. But now I was a master ninja of scaling walls and I did scale them so quickly it wasn’t even a minute and I was over and in the neighborhood of stuck up posh jerks who thought their shit don’t stink. With the bug in his car I was able to find out where he lived on my burner phone. I made it to his house in no time, climbing up to the roof with the ropes and pulleys Mikes entourage who had installed the safe. I quietly entered his bedroom and got into the walk-in closet and closed the door. I had the chloroform prepared and all that needed to happen was for him to enter the room. Like clockwork he was there undressing and preparing for his shower that he would never take, humming some Lady Gaga bullshit. He slipped off his expensive undies and headed into the bathroom, and I moved faster than I thought I could and was behind him in less than two seconds without him even guessing I was there. As soon as he entered the bathroom, I had him, stuffing the rag into his mouth before he knew what had happened. There wasn’t even a minute struggle. He was out like a light. Quickly I locked the bedroom door after placing him naked on the bed and then I tied him up with the rope Mike gave me. I tied him tightly to the posts and gagged him so well, he was jetting air from his nose. Then when I was all set for the show, I used the smelling salts to rouse him. —————- When Tyke finally came to, he saw me already preparing the slam I was going to inject him with, and he began to scream and struggle but he was gagged and tied up so well it sounded like he was getting fucked into a pillow. No one could hear him. I chuckled as he squirmed. He had no idea what he was in for. My phone buzzed, it was a text message. I had just received a text from Mike telling me that his hubby was busted for dope at the border after he had sent the border patrol the conversation he had recorded earlier between Tyke, and his husband confessing to bringing dope across the border. As it turned out his hubby was also a chemist and he had recipes for some good ammonia dope, and had labs in Mexico. Mike figured out that was the reason Tyke has been helping the DEA, for his husband’s dope business to prosper by knocking down the top competitor. What a sneaky fuck, but also, what a stroke of fucking luck. I texted him back. “You ready? The show is about to begin.” “FUCK YES.” He texted back and so I switched to the video app pressed record and placed it on the night table directly in front of Tyke who was tied up and gagged, spread eagle upon the bed. I knew I had a couple of hours before the DEA would be coming for Tyke, so I took my time and savored the moment. His legs were as I said, spread eagle and he was naked and squirming and gasping within the gag, his eyes wide open in fear. And so I began, “No one can hear you. No one can save you either. You’re hubby was busted for dope at the border after a friend of mine sent your cute phone conversation that you had earlier with him to border patrol. The DEA will be here to arrest you, along with him, in oh I would guess in about two to three hours after they get the evidence they need for a search warrant. Too bad for you my friends and I have planted within your closet a safe, containing several pounds of killer dope and a record of you claiming to be this Chemical Mike fellow you so eagerly tried to bring down with me. So it looks like you and your man are fucked! Well you live and learn…don’t we?” I stressed that last part by getting in his face about it, to which he flinched, the little bitch. I could tell he recognized the words echoing back at him because now he was really struggling but I had him tied so tight he could barely move. I continued with my speech, “Do you recall the last fucking thing I said to your ass? Hmm?” He began to cry but I continued, “Well allow me to remind you; I said, and I quote; mark me boy, you will suffer what I have suffered in one year. Tonight at midnight will from the day I planned this whole moment for what you did to me, you fucking cunt! Oh you fucked me royal and tried to ruin my life.” I spit into his face, and he shot a look of anger at me, which made me smile. So I waved the loaded syringe up to his face, “This will be your doom, my love, payback. My last gift to you.” I injected it into my vein and pulled a good amount of blood out of my arm and removed the needle. As I flicked the barrel mixing my blood with the dope within, I said calmly, “I must confess… um...well I...stopped taking my meds so...I am extremely viral now. My viral load is at four million, but happy to say my CD4 isn’t affected. However this dose I’m about to shoot into your dick, well it’s ah ... absolutely certain to infect you, especially intravenously, and with a good amount of dope so the cops … um can find some corroboration with the set up…so if you’ll just be still...” That is when he tried his damndest to escape but I had him so secure I could slam him with ease into his dick if I wanted, and I wanted to. He cried as I hovered the syringe over his cock and he was starting to wiggle too much so finally I grabbed him by the balls and my strength overcame him now with ease, unlike last time. He kept squirming from the pain of my hand crushing his nuts, so finally I barked, “You fucking move and I’ll break this goddamn needle into your dick and leave your ass here, all tied up mind you, to bleed to death, you fucking pathetic piece of shit. I fucking guarantee you will be in immense pain, in the dark, alone! Got it? Is that what you want you fucking faggot prick?” He began to sob, which was music to my ears so I yelled some more, “Do not fucking move, you piece of donkey shit!” He stopped and froze with his wet eyes wide open about to burst a vein so I kept going with my dialogue, “Now, I have discovered that,” I said as I inserted the needle into the main vein of his cock and pulled back the plunger observing his blood mix with mine and the drug within the syringe, “you have acquired a taste for this lovely dope,” He looked down and begged for me through the gag not to inject but it was too late, I pushed it quickly into him and the rush hit him so fast he puked. I could tell because some of it ran down the sides of his sealed mouth to which he almost choked but swallowed it up like the good fucking bitch he was. “Ah, what a good little fucking dope slut you are,” I chuckled as the tears ran down his face. His eyes staring upward, shaped like saucers gazing into the abyss. That’s when I went into the bathroom and came back out with a toothbrush I found, a nice Sonicare mechanical toothbrush that I had bought him for his last birthday, which I turned on. “Hey this is the same on I bought for you! You did like my gifts!” I exclaimed with joy, “Do you mind if I borrow this? Don’t worry you can have it back, I’m not even gonna use it on myself, I promise.” He stared at me high as fuck but with hatred in his eyes, with the look as I could tell that said, “you won’t get away with this,” I didn’t like that look much. It made him look ugly. So I said very carefully so that he could understand me clearly, “Wipe that fucking disgusting look off your mug, boy, or I’ll knock it the fuck off with my paws, understand?” Sigh, he didn’t understand, so...well, I clocked him hard breaking his nose. He squealed but no sound came out as more tears and blood started to form. But that faggot still shot me that goddamn look. So then I had to warn him again, “Do you want another knuckle sandwich, you stupid fucking faggot?” He shook his head and stared up at the ceiling as the blood and tears ran down his face. “That’s what I thought, you fucking pussy,” I chuckled as I turned on the toothbrush, “Now, since you like to talk shit I am gonna assume that you talk out of your ass, boy. So let me be a friend and brush the shit stank mouth you like to flap, like when you kicked me to the ground that one time…” So then I went to his hole with the toothbrush and stuck it in deep and turned the dial on it to max speed. He was screaming of course but with it muffled, I continued to speak over him, “Say, where’s your little Asian friend? Did you dog him too in the end? Well doesn’t matter, he didn’t do anything to me, did he? I’m sure he was a victim of circumstance ignorant of your designs. That’s what you call it right? When you plan to fuck someone over? Designs!?” I grinder the toothbrush on both sides of the cavity as he squirmed in pain. I kept on talking like nothing was going on, “Well, my friends and I will find him anyway I’m sure ...anyway…. I just want you to know the real reason I am brushing the inside of your asshole now is so that when I fuck you, my virus will definitely get into your wrecked asshole, into your fresh wounds made by said toothbrush, and into blood stream, you know, in case the syringe didn’t work…” I shoved the vibrating toothbrush around his asshole violently. I stirred it around and around. He squirmed and moaned and cried harder as I vigorously brushed the inside of his delicate rectum tearing up the fine flesh within, making him bleed profusely. After a few moments, I ripped it out of him, which sprayed a little blood, and walked back into the bathroom and threw the bloody thing into his expensive toilet and flushed it along with the syringe. The toilet was a monster! Took it all down. I walked back into the room, and marveled at my work; he looked like he’d been fucked with a razor blade, all sweaty and strung out, quivering in fear. Fuck I loved every minute of this. “Ok boy,” I said then I pulled down my pants, “time for you to pay a large debt that you have owed me for a fuck ton of time. Just hold on a sec I wanna get high too…” I looked down and saw that my dick was limp but I fixed that with a caverject shot I had administered which got me so hard I could chizzle fuck a sculpture out of a lead block. Then I shot some meth up my vein in my cock which made my dick bleed a bit. I slightly scratched the surface of my hard cock with the bevel after I pulled it out just to make sure I had some blood flowing. Yeah, then I was ready to fuck this cunt good and proper. “Alrighty,” I said with a smile, “here we go!” I came over to him and lifted his hips up to my cock, which he tried to squirm one last time but I was too strong now. “Sucks being subdued doesn’t it you red headed prick!” I exclaimed before I thrust my bloody gargantuan cock to the hilt inside of his blood soaked hole. Now that hurt him so good, he began to sob and quake with pain. Oh it felt so fucking wet, and he was even trying to twist and clinch which only made it worse for him. Dumbfuck. “Now bitch,” I said as I pumped him hard, tearing up his bloody guts as I listened to his sweet wails from his gagged that muffled into silent screams, “WHO...is you’re fucking daddy!” I pumped him harder and harder and finally he gave in. He actually started to moan in pleasure. I was pleased, “That’s right, you fucking little cunt,” I said as I was about to cum, “you LET me do this to you.” And sure enough the struggle became a grind as he welcomed my cock. Fucking finally! About fucking time after all of these years of leading me on, making me wait, deceiving me into thinking he would give it to me, and now he was giving it to me. “Whose the gross infected disgusting one now, you fucking little mouthy CUNT!” I pumped him so hard but he took it like a man. I was impressed. He was even looking me in the eyes as I stared back at him, pumping him with one infecting load after another. It was almost romantic. “You see baby,” I said to him as I pumped, “once you accept your fate, and give in, it feels so nice doesn’t it? Doesn’t my thick hard bloody dick pumping your sipping wet asshole feel sooooooo fucking nice?” I pumped him harder and harder and harder, and I was going to spray. Then I did, all up inside his bloody rectum, probably even shit all the way up the canal to his stomach. He threw up again to which he could do nothing about it but swallow it back. I kept fucking him until I came again, and again….and again. Until I started to get bored which was perfect timing because the cops would be there soon, but just to make sure, I pumped him one last time. “This is all you had to do,” I said as I came for the fifth time, “was...let...me..AHHHHHHH!” My viral milk coated his bloody rectum and he came with me, moaning and I could see in his eyes that he fucking loved it. “FFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!” I roared as I pumped the last of my toxic load onto his wet bloody asshole. I looked down upon his sweaty, bloody body and marveled at my work yet again. I saw that he was truly sorry for what he had done. He looked so fucking destroyed, I almost felt sorry for him but...it was done. The look on his face as I fell on top of him and kissed his neck. He nuzzled his head to mine and I knew then he loved it. This is what he longed for, but he thought only others could give. I could read that from the fucking regret written all over his face beneath the blood, sweat, and tears. Alas, as I said, it was too late. Now I despised him and wanted nothing more of him after I finished. I pulled out of him and stood up looking down and I couldn’t help but begin to chuckle as he cried. So I wiped my dick off with his expensive underwear and pulled out the chloroform and doused the bloody undies with it. I removed his gagged to which he bawled like a fucking child. “I wronged you,” he sobbed, “forgive me…” “You don’t really think I would believe that would you? That you’re sorry? And even so why would I fucking forgive you?” “You were good to me, I should have given myself to you…” “Yep,” I said as I was about to knock him out. “I will regret what I did all the days of my life,” he cried, “Well my boy,” I finally said, “Whatever makes you sleep at night.” I shoved the undies into his mouth and he passed out. I turned the recorder off and sent it to Mike. Then I started to clean everything up and made the scene look like this was all consensual on Tyke’s part and that he had let a mysterious lover in to fuck him bounded. I untied him a bit and made it look like he was bounded but loosely and that a secret lover had come in to fuck him. I was wearing black latex gloves the whole time so I didn’t have to worry about fingerprints. Then I kissed his forehead and said to him, “So, my boy, we live and learn.” He was passed out but I kept talking to his wannabe dead ass, “We live and we learn, don’t we Tyke? Well I’m glad that we had this moment, I’m sure we will remember it always the two of us.” I pulled up my pants and give him one last kiss then said, “Well, goodbye, my love. May winged demons carry you to Hell, where your infected ass belongs, fucking faggot!” I slugged him one more time in the face almost breaking his nose off, and then finally... I was done with him. Forever. I flushed the rest of any evidence of my presence in the room and quickly escaped bringing with me the ropes and pulleys used to get up to his bedroom from outside. By the time I had scaled the gate and got into the car and drove off with Mike, the police were headed the opposite direction to Tyke’s house and the rest is history. Tyke has been properly fucked by me, and I finally found peace. “WOOOOOO HOOOOOOO!” Mike screamed outside of the car as I drove it out of the area. He then leaned over to me and said, “pull over, you fucking brilliant mind you!” I did and he kissed me long and hard and I reciprocated. He felt my dick that was still hard from the injection and marveled, “Oh we got to put this to good use!” He exclaimed. “Whatever you want,” I said to him and we kissed some more before I started driving again. Mike laughed and said, “Oh sexy man, you’re a goddamn genius! Well done on that video you sent! My favorite part was whatever makes you sleep at night, and then you knocked his pink ass out! Fucking awesome! I will cherish it always.” “You won’t show anyone,” I said to him, “please?” He shot me that look of annoyance, “who the fuck do you think I am? Your ex?” We both laughed as I drove down the road, further away from the aftermath behind us. Mike and I celebrated when we got to a nearby luxury hotel. I disposed of the clothes I was wearing which were black threads made of polyester, hard for forensics to detect. The only thing that concerned me was when they would do a rape kit on him to which Mike said, “You know this stuff I’m about to pump into your arm to keep your body from resisting your meds? It’s also designed to erase any traces of human dna. In fact…” He said as he injected me and then put his lips up to mine, “when they do the rape kit and gather the dna, it will be donkey dna.” “No fucking—“ and he kissed me. Mike was a genius, I believed him after that. We made love all night to celebrate. He made me take a shower beforehand of course. “As much as it appeals to me that fuckers blood is used as our lube,” Mike said, “being a victim of rape myself, I can’t bear to do so.” “You were raped,” I asked as I dried off and laid next to him, naked, as he wrapped the tourniquet around my flexed bicep. “Yes unfortunately,” he said as he stuck the needle into my arm and injected me, “but no more bad stories. Not now, for tonight we celebrate victory and for all the days to come after…” “Fuck yes, anything you—-,” I said as the rush kicked me in the balls. After Mike had his shot and rush, then we fucked, all night. And just like Luca Bondi and John Dahl, the porn actors in that Primal scene, we fucked in that fashion and it was epic. A perfect end to a perfect revenge story.———————- Tyke and his husband were arrested and Mike’s loyal employees were released and back on his payroll. The DEA found a safe in the closet but they also found another safe unknown to us, located under the expensive toilet in the bathroom, packed full of, not only product, but of child porn Tyke’s husband brought in from Mexico. Needless to say Tyke’s death warrant was signed. The last thing I ever heard about the whole ordeal, was during the investigation, when Tyke was asked if he was raped he said, “no, someone I owed a debt came and I paid it. I have no regrets about it.” Tyke went to federal prison, with his husband. The guy ended up divorcing him for the debt speech. Then after that, both of them were never heard from again. The Asian, who was with Tyke when he dogged me, Mike located. He sent me the guys eyeball with a note that said, “payment for your brilliant work.” I was a little grossed out but I had been through so much it didn’t bother me for long. I buried it in the backyard before I sold my house. Then I moved to LA, in fact, I moved to the house Tyke and his ex husband use to own. The room where I raped him, I left vacant. That room I visit once a year on the date of the incident. Call me sick but, I need to remember so it doesn’t happen again. I saw Mike again a month later and I thanked him for the eye to which he said, “the fucker is still alive but he doesn’t know what or why the deed was done. He’s in a crazy house. It’s what he gets for fucking with my best client.” ————- Mike and I didn’t stay together long after that. I wanted to, but he said, “I don’t date, I’ve had enough of that for a lifetime. But call upon me anytime and I will be there.” So after that conversation, we fucked a few times, but then Mike disappeared. So after a year or two, I went back to my normal life except now I poz those who want it. I dunno it’s hot having that kind of power, and I’m not sorry. I met a handsome guy from pozzing him and we’ve been together since. I did end up getting married to the fine gentleman who parties hard yet responsibly. I tried to get ahold of Chemical Mike, but he responded with a kiss emoticon and said, “you have found your man, be happy and love hard.” How the fuck did he know so much. Still it made me feel good to know he was watching from somewhere. I never heard from him after that. Though I cannot help but wonder whatever happened to my good comrade, Chemical Mike; the world’s greatest chemist? end.

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It was December and I was 3 months into a breakup with my fiance. I was off work for Christmas holidays with no plans. My family is scattered all over and I didnt have any obligations. I decided that I wanted it. I wanted to be used like I'd read about in stories. These made-up, distorted versions of a fantasy I'd been reading and riding dildos thinking about. I was going to do it. I remember reading about a bottom who'd been tricked into getting partied up and left to be fucked by any stranger that walked by. That would be me tonight. I set up my Grindr, Sniffies and Squirt statuses (I wasn't playing around, and I was all in. I wasn't fishing with a hook, I was throwing out a net.). It read, "🍑👀🥳💦". Almost right away there were several messages coming in. It took almost no time and I had lined up a top who was going to come over, supply my party favors, and show me how to use them. I continued getting ready, making sure that I was completely cleaned out and Lubed up for my very first "Dealer". He had already said he was going to be the first to use my mouth and ass that night. I got ready. I lubed up my smooth hole and slid a medium-sized plug in. Then, I put on my jock and long socks. It was getting close to time and I was getting horny. I'd smoked 3 joints and had some poppers while stretching my ass with my plug. I was ready to be bent over and used hard. I got into position on the couch in my livingroom. Ass up on the ottoman, with nothing but bareback porn on the 60" TV to light the room. I had already told him the door would be unlocked and to just walk in. I heard the door handle move from behind me. He was here. He walked in and I (with my ass towards the door and face in the couch) saw a bag with what looked like road salt in it, a little blue pill, and a 5 hr energy drink appear on the cushion beside my head. He had a a brand new glass pipe with a bulb at the end of it. He took a pinch from the bag, placed it in the pipe, and began to heat it up. He handed it to me once it had melted and smoked a little, and told me to keep doing that until I got it to smoke. I had seen it in some amateur porn videos before, so I got the jist. I heated up the pipe and took in a deep breath of dense white smoke. It almost tasted like candle wax smells. It wasn't good, but it wasn't bad. I felt a rush. I'd never felt it before. Then I got it. The rush. I wanted cock, and I would do anything I was told. Immediately I started to unzip him as he stood off to my side. I pulled his soft cock out and started to suck it. I took it in my mouth, made sure it was soaked in my saliva (no shortage of that), and then felt it start to grow in my mouth. He wasn't huge, but it was perfect for #1 of the night. about 6" and average in thickness. Not long after he was at full rigidity, he handed me his poppers and positioned behind me. I felt his wet hard mushroom head kiss my hole, and rub it up and down before he slid his cock slowly, balls deep inside me. I was moaning like a slut. He started to fuck me, full strokes and then slid as far as he could in me and held it there with full force. wlWhile he had me dicked deep and pinned down, I saw him grab the energy drink bottle, fill a cap with the thick clear liquid inside, and pour it into the water I had on the end table beside me. He motioned for me to take it. I drank the whole glass right away. He kept fucking me for about 15 min, then I started getting even hornier. I wanted to suck him some more. I pulled off of his cock, spun myself around and started sucking his cock like I was possessed. Slurping and taking him balls deep in my mouth. I even managed to get his balls inside my mouth while his cock was in my throat. Then he spun me back around and started fucking me again. This time, with purpose. He was pounding my ass deeper and harder than I'd ever been fucked and it felt amazing. I was in a haze. Completely fixated on his soft shaft sliding up against the soft membrane of my tight, lubed up hole. Then he drove deep inside and started to grunt. I could feel it. I felt every jet of that hot load and remember the warmth of it inside me. He pulled out slowly (i was squeezing his cock as he did, making sure I'd milked ever drop out of him). After that he cleaned up with some wet wipes I had on the end table, and we made small talk (usually I don't talk unless Im being fucked and talking dirty, moaning, That kind of thing. But I was fucking chatty tonight). He was playing with his phone, and mentioned a friend of his was nearby. He wanted to use a spun little slut like me. I was immediately horny and told him to give him my details. He texted his friend, told me that he was on his way, and then left...

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I decided to travel around Europe during my gap year between school and University. I bought a railcard and YHA membership and stayed in various youth hostels in France and Germany. It was a lot of fun and I met some nice people along the way. Eventually, I found myself in Hamburg with a couple of days to kill before I had to head home. The weather was hot and sunny, so I took as trip down town and found myself in the Reeperbahn. This is the red light district and is full of adult cinemas, bars and clubs. In a side street, I passed a small x rated adult cinema which was advertising gay films. At that stage, I was aware that men turned me on, but I had never had a chance to do anything, let alone see a gay movie (this was before the internet). After walking past again, I thought this is crazy. Go in or go home I told myself. So I went in. There was a small ticket booth in the narrow entrance way. The old guy behind the desk barely looked at me before taking my money. Then he pressed a button, the door in the end wall buzzed and he nodded me through. It was dark inside. There was a corridor to follow. Flickering lights from TV screens lit up the walls and there were the sounds of people having sex on movie screens which made my heart pound and my hands shake with adrenaline. I followed the corridor and realised it wasn’t a cinema as such. There were just a number of booths leading off from the corridor with screens showing porn, some small enough for only one chair facing the screen, and bigger ones with sofas and space for several people. All had glass windows and no privacy. I edged along. In one booth a large guy in overalls lay back in a chair, zip open and wanking a large erection as he watched two men fucking on screen. My mouth went dry. I had never seen a naked cock before. I felt excited and fearful at the sight of him masturbating. He looked at me, grinned, then turned back to the screen. I stumbled on. This was wrong, I thought. A small, backstreet dive smelling of body odour, showing porn where people were fucking without condoms. The kind of place where you could get into a heavy, risky scene. I was scared and excited. What had I got into? I turned a corner and found myself outside a larger booth. Two middle-aged men were inside. A large, fleshy man was sat on a sofa sucking the cock of a tall, skinny guy who had his trousers down and was holding up his shirt so he could watch himself being sucked. The other guy was completely naked apart from black stockings. He was obviously wearing a long blond wig, and had a lot of tattoos and piercings. After a few moments, he leant back and I saw his nipples were pierced as was his heavy, erect cock which had a large, thick ring through the end. He had a brown bottle in his hand. When he unscrewed the top and sniffed it, a heady, solvent like aroma filled the space and made my heart beat faster. The skinny man turned, bent forward and offered his pale, naked bottom. The pierced guy leaned forward, spread the cheeks and began to tongue his arsehole. Oh my gosh. It seemed such a depraved thing to do, and yet my cock was painfully hard in my trousers and my mouth was dry. I should go. This was dirty, filthy sex. I was aware of someone next to me. I saw a small, older guy in spectacles . He had his trousers open and was sporting a heavy erection with a mushroom head drooling pre-cum. He rubbed it, indicated the couple in the room and licked his lips and smiled. Then he nodded at my waist. His meaning was obvious. Time to leave, I thought. But I didn’t. With trembling fingers, I opened my jeans and pulled out my cock. I had never exposed myself to a man before. “Sehr schon,” He said and reached out and held it. I gasped with surprise and shock. He sensed this and asked in German if I liked it. “ Y..y..yess.” I gasped in English. “Ah..English..” He smiled, rubbing his hand lightly and slowly up and down my cock. “You are new to this, eh?” I nodded and blushed, then found myself being guided into the booth with a mixture of excitement, fear and lust. The seated man turned away from licking the arsehole to grab my cock. He leaned forward and for the first time I felt my erection enter another man’s mouth. The sensation was amazing as he began to suck and lick me. I felt hands on my belt, opening the buckle then dragging my trousers and underwear to my ankles. Half naked, I looked down at the blond-wigged head bobbing up and down on my penis and felt my fear being replaced with overwhelming excitement. “Good, Ja?” The old man whispered in my ear and I felt his hand on my bottom, stroking the buttocks and probing my hole with his finger. The man sucking me took my hands and pulled them down to his tits. They were saggy with heavy rings through them. I had to bend forward to reach down and two things happened. The skinny guy leaned down, took my head in his hands and began to kiss me. At the same time, something wet and slippery was rubbed into my arsehole and the old man’s finger slid up inside me. “Oh!...oh my!” I groaned. The man’s tongue was in my mouth. It felt so filthy and exciting to be kissing another man. The fleshy guy on the sofa leaned back and produced the bottle. He held it to my nose and I got the full force of the poppers as he made me sniff. My eyes widened and my head swam as the solvent made me feel so horny. He was wanking his thick cock with the heavy ring in it and without thinking, I bent lower and began to lick it. “Ahh..” He said. “ Schon!” It was big and wet with slippery pre-cum leaking around the thick metal ring. “Ficken!” He hissed and gestured to the old man behind me. I didn’t know what he meant, but suddenly I felt the mushroom head of the old man’s cock pushing into my arsehole. I tried to resist and say no, but the heavy cock was in my mouth and the skinny guy stuck the bottle under my nose. The solvent made me melt with lust and I gave way. My hole opened and opened and then his cock burst into me, slid up inside and then his sagging belly was tight against my buttocks. It felt so good, so filling, so exciting and yet I wasn’t so naive as to realise he was in me bare and the risks of it. “C..Condom? Please?...oh..oh my.” I sobbed with fear and yet loving the feel of his cock sliding gently in and out. The fat guy in the stockings took my face off his cock and whispered “Ah..so. Tourist, Ja? No condoms here...poz guys...we breed.” Then he kissed me and fondled my cock below my belly as I was bent over being sodomised for the first time. The hairs stood up on my neck as the full shock of what he had said hit me - the cock sliding bare in and out of me was HIV positive and if I didn’t make them stop and get out of there, I was going to be pozzed. And yet. And yet...it felt so good to be fucked. The skinny guy reached over and spread my cheeks with his bony hands, encouraging the old man to get deeper up me. I could sense their excitement as they realised they had caught a virgin hole in their clutches, I felt fear and excitement and began to struggle a little and attempted to straighten up but I was held in place and the stockinged man stroked my face, kissed me and fed me poppers. The old man was fucking me harder now, his breath harsh on my neck “Oh..oh ja! Ich komme...I’m cumming!” He growled No! I thought. Oh no...he’s going to do it in me! He’s going to spunk! But it was too late. He gave a soft, piggy grunt and I felt his stiff cock throb and throb and knew he was filling me with dirty sperm. “Ja! Ja! Breed him!” Gasped the skinny guy as he held my buttocks apart. I sobbed with lust and surrender as I felt him cum, and when he pulled out a few seconds later a drool of warm sperm slid out of my bottom and over my balls. What had I done! I had let him cum in me...it had felt so good not only to have his cock in me, but the fact he might be making me pregnant had been overwhelmingly scary but exciting. Perhaps it would be alright? Perhaps if I left now I wouldn’t get infected? But it was sooo intense! So sexy! As these thoughts whirled in my brain the fat, stockinged man took my arm and began to pull me to the sofa. I went to sit down but he said “ Nein, nein little one.” and made me kneel with my arms on the back. He gave me the bottle. Hesitantly, I took off the cap and sniffed. My head whirled and I melted with lust. I felt his strong hands pull my cheeks apart and then his mouth was on me and his tongue was probing my dripping arsehole. I was shocked! How filthy! But it felt so good I couldn’t help pushing my bottom into his face and allowing his tongue to probe deeper. Beside us, the old man was pulling up stained boxer shorts over his softening dick. He was talking and laughing with two more men who had appeared, one of whom opened his trousers and dug out a stubby erection. The tongue left me gasping and slumped over the sofa back. The stocking man got up, leaned over my back and whispered “ Gut...very gut. Now we fuck. I give you my sperm, my babies” Before I could react, I felt the cold metal ring push into my hole, followed by a thick head and then the meaty shaft. “Oh...ohh...OOOH!” I gasped as it filled me up so I couldn’t breathe. He began to thrust slowly, sexily in and out and his heavy body pushed me into the sofa. I couldn’t move. I was helplessly impaled on his cock. I knew for sure he was toxic. I knew for sure if he came in me I would be pozzed. There was nothing I could do. And yet my cock was stiff against the leather seat back and my body shook with lust. I felt fingers probing where his cock entered me and the skinny man whispering something behind us. The old man had gone, and the two new men waddled into the booth with trousers and underwear around their ankles. “Jaaa….mmmf….take my cum you pig!” His cock continued its slow, sexy rhythm in me, but now I felt it throb several times and knew he was spurting in me. After a few moments, he gently withdrew, the big ring scratching me as it burst from my anus which gushed sperm. He sat back onto the sofa and began to watch the movie. I could only accept my fate as one of the men got behind me, slid his stubby cock in me and rested his hairy belly on my bottom as he began to thrust...

Carlos and Rose were a couple of 20 year old college students. Carlos with his muscular body. Uncut 9 inch dick. Kept Rose happy. Rose and Carlos would bring in a third to play with them. But for Rose, it was always another woman. She didn’t mind it. But she wanted to play with Carlos and another guy. After another fun afternoon of fucking. Carlos wanted to bring another girl in. “Rose, how about Sally?” “Carlos, why does it always have to be another girl?” “Why not a guy?” “Because, I’m not gay.” Carlos replied. “Neither am I.” Rose said. Carlos massaged the back of her neck. Rubbing her naked body. “If our having sex with another guy makes you happy.” “We’ll do it.” “You pick out the guy, if he’s interested.” Carlos said. A few days later. Carlos coming home from school saw Ned and Dan the older gay couple. Who lived in the apartment next door to him and Rose. Both men lusted after the young hunk. Rose was amused by it. “Hi Carlos”. Dan said with a smile on his face. Carlos said “hi.” And Ned who was overweight just smiled at him and was thinking about what he would do to Carlos if he ever had the opportunity to do so. Rose had been working and studying. This left Carlos by himself and lonely and horny. Carlos went out a few times with Sally. Finally they had been drinking and went back to Carlos and Rose’s place. Sally a blonde with big breasts and a very loose pussy. They went at it for a couple of hours. Unaware that Rose had came home and saw them. She was angry. She wanted to get back at Carlos. A plan come to mind. She would not pick one guy but two and they would be Dan and Ned. She knew how uncomfortable he was around them. When Carlos was shirtless. She could see the lust in their eyes. She told them what had happened. And asked if they would be willing to fuck him. She didn’t need to ask. They jumped at the opportunity to fuck him. The weekend came. And Carlos was nervous. Rose said she had two guys coming over. Unaware of which two men. She bought him a jockstrap to wear. Dan and Ned requested it. The doorbell rang. And Carlos answered it wearing nothing but the jockstrap. To his surprise. It was Ned and Dan. He was embarrassed. He knew how these two guys fawn over him. “Guys this isn’t a very good time.” Carlos said. “Actually Rose invited us over to have some fun with you.” Dan said. “We can’t wait.” Ned said with a sinister smile. Rose came out. “I see you are surprised.” “But it was my turn and I want to see these two fuck you.” ”Can we fuck him raw?” Ned asked. “By all means.” Rose said with a smile. “Can’t we talk about this?” Carlos begged. ”Save the begging for the bedroom.” Dan said. Next thing Carlos knows. Is he’s sucking cock and he’s horrible at it. Both men aren’t big dick wise. But know how to use it. Ned rips off the jockstrap and now Carlos is completely naked and at their mercy. In which they show him none. Dan was the first to cum inside Carlos. “Oh fuck.” Dan moaned. “Please don’t cum in me.” Carlos pleaded with Dan. “Shut up, you whore!” Dan said. You’re our bitch now!” Dan felt his load shoot deep into the young man. “Ahhh shit”. “That felt great.” Dan said collapsing on top of Carlos. Dan got up and now it was Ned’s turn and he was going to enjoy him. Much more so than Dan did. He took his time. Thrusting in and out of the now non virgin ass of Carlos. Ned even forced a kiss on the young man. Ned went at it for over an hour. “Carlos, I’m about to flood your ass with my seed” Ned said. “I’ve wanted this for so long!” “Here it cums, you fucking slut!” Ned shouted. Rose had peeked in and smiled. “That will teach you for cheating on me.” After both men had finished up. And Carlos was close to tears. He asked Rose why the both of them? “Because I saw you with Sally.” “And I needed to teach you a lesson.” She said. Before Carlos could say anything. He was dragged out of his apartment naked. And bought next door where, Ned and Dan had more guys waiting to fuck poor Carlos. Which Rose gave them permission for.

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Please be gentle this is my first story: Park Toilets, The First Visit After having had two girlfriends, at the age of 30 I was starting to explore my bi side by chasing cock in public toilets and I was starting to realise I enjoyed sex with guys far more than I had with females. Sex with guys I found to be much more intense and also appealed to my nasty side. In a gay bar one day I overheard two guys talking about some toilets in a park on the other side of town that had been closed down three years ago and were now overgrown. Apparently someone had forced open the door and the toilets which were well hidden were now being used by the more sleazy type of guys, especially after it got dark as there was no lighting in there. One guy saying that mostly older guys some of whom were HIV used these toilets and that he had heard that hardly anyone in there ever used a condom. Now I was still new to sex with guys and had only been fucked twice, both times I had insisted on the other guy wearing a condom as I did not want to catch anything and on hearing the way guys behaved in these toilets I was somewhat disgusted. However after a couple of weeks my mind kept returning to what the two guys in the bar had said and each time I thought about what was going on in the toilets I was not as disgusted as the previous time. Although I would not admit it to myself after a month I was getting turned on by the thought of the nastiness of the guys in there, fucking strangers bareback etc., I felt my cock twitch each time I thought about what guys were doing in there and decided I would visit the toilets just to have a look. So with a day off work I decided to go to the other side of town and see if the stories were true. Arriving at the park mid afternoon it took me some time to find the toilets as they were quite overgrown, but someone had made a small gap in the hedge for guys to climb through. I went in through the half open door, which was bent over and wedged and before I could take anything in, the most revolting smell of stale piss hit me. It was obvious that guys still used the toilets but there was now no water to clean them. Going in round the corner of the toilets I saw there was a long floor trough and three cubicles, all of which had their doors smashed, but there was no one was inside. I breathed both a sigh of relief and of disappointment at finding the toilets empty, at this stage I was still not sure what I wanted if anything, but the nastiness of the place did have an attraction to my more depraved twisted side. I hung round for about 20 minutes, but with no one coming in I got bored and decided to leave and found a nearby bar. After having had three pints I was feeling slightly tipsy and hornier than ever. I walked out of the bar intending to get a taxi back home, but found myself walking back towards the park. It was almost dark as I re-entered the park and in the dark struggled to find the gap in the hedge, having found the gap I went back into the now dark toilets and sensed more than saw two bodies at the far end. I slowly edged towards the two bodies and as I got close in the dim moonlight I saw both guys were naked. They were both kissing each other as they wanked each others cocks. Looking closer at the two guys I shuddered as I saw they were both unattractive, their bodies looked drained and obviously both guys were over 60 years of age. Despite my disgust at these two ugly old farts, I couldn't stop my cock getting hard at the nastiness of the situation of two old naked men having sex in the most disgusting toilets I had ever been in. As I was watching the two guys one beckoned to me and then put his hand around my head and started to kiss me, gently at first, but then started sticking his tongue down my throat. I couldn't believe how hot and horny this felt and despite his age I just couldn't stop myself from returning his tongue action. The other guy started to strip off my clothes and before I really thought about it all my clothes were on the top of theirs and here I was a 30 year old man naked with two naked decrepit old guys over twice my age. But amazingly despite their outward looks of tired drained old bodies both had really big, hard and horny looking cocks, which I was soon sucking. As I was bent over sucking one of the guy's cocks, the other guy started to rub his cockhead over my brown hole, this was the first time I had felt a bare cock rub my hole and I loved the sensation it gave me. He then started to work one then two fingers up inside me and I realised he was getting my hole loosened to fuck me, I did stop sucking the other guy's cock and turned and told him I would only be fucked with a condom, to which he replied that he didn't have a condom and that he would just play around and once again started rubbing his cock over my hole. The guy whose cock I was sucking handed me a bottle, I had heard of poppers but never used them, but with the nastiness of the situation this seemed the perfect time to try them. Wow, I could not believe the buzz they gave me, as the guy behind me said "Don't panic I am just pushing it in an inch so you can see how bare cock feels" and with that he sunk his cockhead an inch or maybe a bit more into my unprotected cunt. I was given another hit of the poppers as the guy behind kept moving his large cockhead in and out of me and any pain I had originally felt soon disappeared and I was starting to enjoy the feel of his old cock inside me as he pushed even more of his large cock into me. I was both excited and afraid at the thought of having unprotected sex and said to him "What ever you do, please don't cum inside me". He replied "Don't worry I wont" and started thrusting a bit faster in me. As I continued sucking the cock of the guy in front of me, he started to piss straight into my mouth, which I began to swallow. Piss as much as anything gets me horny and with the nastiness of the place, being fucked by a dirty old man and kept being given poppers I was getting to the point where I lost all my inhibitions. I could feel the guy behind me speeding up, in a moment of sanity I asked him whether he was neg or poz, he replied, "I'm poz". The guy in front immediately gave me another hit on the poppers and I could not believe myself when I said, "Do whatever you want, I have gone past caring". The old guy fucking me said, "Do you want my poz load in you". I shouted back, "Infect me if you want, shoot your poz cum deep inside me, knock me up, I want to be pozzed" and with that I heard him groan and moan and felt his cum shooting inside my unprotected body. It was less than a week before I returned to the toilets looking for more nasty fun.

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***Get what I did there? Tw(eak)ink. 2 words tweak and Twink. I know, so cleaver. *** *Johnny had been with his family for a week helping out while his dad was away at work.* But now the 3 hour drive home. Fuck I'm horny as shit. I havent been jerking off and there wasn't a gay or curious man within 50 miles of my parents place. Half way thru the way home I pull over. Open up an app and site and start lookin for a a booty to rim and fuck it a fun cruising area. Almost instantly my phone is going off. TyTyTwinkbb: hey age, pic? I'm on cloud 9 and looking for a man way older than me to use my tight boy hole. And dont worry I'm 19. I'm just a dirty boy in need of a dirty daddy type to play with and party with. Holy shit his pics got my me instantly hard. I'm only 39 but I could be is dads age. This boy had the pinkest hole, and porcelain bubble butt to boot. Crystal blue eyes and midnight hair. I reply, "hey I love a Pervy boy. I'm 39, let me know if u got my pics, your profile is hot, I need to see if it's true tho. Little to no limits, bareback only, that's hot, and a bunch of Capital Ts. I think I get it lol I do have a P.A. and tend to use it😈 let me know if u like the pics. TyTyTwinkbb: O....M...G.. you r like the perfect daddy type that I love. Fuck that cock might leave me wrecked but I want it and seriously do as u want with me. I'm so UP. Make me yours. And don't worry I have all the supplies and my uncle got me a hotel room. Come here now. ****** suites. Room 4401. I'm only 10 minutes away. You musta read my bio 😈be face down ass up. TyTy: ok daddy. And yes I want that seed. Get to the hotel, door ajar. And the hottest, cutest, butt with the pink pucker hole and him smiling back at me. My clothes off in 2 seconds standing behind him, precum dripping out my cock I smear it on his hole as I pop 1,then 2 fingers in. He yelps out a pleaser moan sharply. Are you ready TyTy? I do it this way. As I put the cap back on I slide in his hole fast. And his moans r hot and full of ectasy. He stops for a minute takes a bit of cloud and poppers. And starts pushing his ass to the bottom of my shaft where the scorpion tat is. Every time he pulls away his boy hole grips my cock. Its making me nuts! Then I say, brace your self he looks back with excitement and...... End of part one of 3.

Hope this isn't going to be too long for people to read but want to share my recent first time and know what others may think about it. I'm married and occasionally suck cock because of experiences many years ago which i have posted here before. As I am married I don't get much opportunity. Back in May on the bank holiday we had for the Kings coronation I had the opportunity to go out on my own. I got on my hookup app and soon had the interest of a mature top couple and after a few messages I was driving to their home to suck them both. When I arrived I was asked if I would be ok being hooded and plugged. I'd never done anything like that before but my sub brain was already kicking in and I said yes without really thinking about it. They were both well built men in their late 50s or early 60s but both quite fit. Once I had agreed they were quite forceful in telling me to undress. Once I was naked I had a rough hood put over my head. It wasn't tight fitting so it wasn't too scary but there was only a large hole for my mouth and i couldnt see anything. I was then told to kneel and get on all fours. I felt a cold slippy feeling around my bum and felt a buttplug being pushed in. I'd never been plugged before but it went in ok and i felt quite excited by it. I was then told to straighten up but remain kneeling and i was aware of a cock in front of my mouth demanding my attention. I went straight to it. Hands and mouth. Taking it deep, sucking hard. I started to hear lots of verbal abuse which motivated me more onto that beautiful large and hard cock and i received a good throatfucking and took his load deep without tasting. I could feel hands caressing my balls from underneath and behind and was aware that i had quite an erection myself. They were talking to each other about me. Calling me a slut and a little whore. They said i wanted fucking. I didn't say no. I just remained quiet and at their service. The plug waa removed and i felt the cocl at my hole. I was extremely nervous and worried about embarassing myself. The cock pushed in a long way helped by the lube left by the plug and i was being fucked for the first time. Bare cock in my ass taking what he wanted. I was his slut and his cock whore and i loved it. To be honest my heart is still thumping nearly 3 months later. I suppose i even may have been filmed, but they seemed like ok guys. I hope they liked what i gave.

John was a good looking man. He was 22 years old and like many young man horny 24h a day. He was 1,85m tall and was in a good form. His hobby was lifting weights. This is the reason why he has an phenomenal round ass. One Satureday evening he was scrolling through many Porn sites. Some straight and some gay. He never had Sex with a man, but dreams every night about it. How it would feel to get a thick cock deep in his tight little ass and how would it taste to suck the balls empty. He decited, to make a profile on a dating site and find a man to fuck him. But everything should be safe. He fears STI and you never know if the other one told the truth about himself. His profile says: " Young man searching for his first fuck. You should be hung and thick and know how to handle a first timer. Safe only " It was only a matter of time till he has dozen of mails. He sorted the mails which are nice to read and so he has finaly 5 Mails from good looking profiles. One get his attention right away. It was a Profile of an super sexy 52 year old Daddy full of muscles and tattoos. He wrote to john he would like to be his first timer, but e was POZ and not on meds because they take his lust for sex. But he was willing to use a condom and would be gentle to him the first time and John can decide to stop or not. They can first met and have a drink oder something to eat if he want. John had in mind, if they use a condom everything was fine. So he wrote the Daddy he would like to met on a beer and first talk. The Daddy replied with his address and he should come over for a beer. The good thing: He lives only 20 minutes away. John take a shower and prepped himself with some coconut oil because he doesn't have any lube. What he didn't know: Oil isn't good for condoms and they broke easy. At the Daddy's house John was really nervous but after the Daddy opens the door John was fascinated. The Daddy looks so good in real life. The Daddy said to John: "Hi John, nice to meet you. Come in and btw: my name is Alex" John get inside the house with a hard dick in his pants and couldn't stop looking at this beautiful man. They sat on the cozy couch and opened a bottle of beer and talked about almost everything. John was so horny about the thick cock of Alex and asked if he can have a look and Alex said "Shure, but you have to take it out by yourself". He doesn't wait any longer and took his cock out of his pants and his mouth watered when he saw this 10 Inch monster with his fat mushroom head. He know he didn't get HIV by sucking this thing so he start to take this dick deep down his throat and he loves the taste of the precum. Alex was stunned and just let John do what he does. to be continued......

As usual was cruising online, horny and bored. Like any good bottom I'd recently become obsessed/addicted to bareback play. I had only recently ventured into this space and was woefully unaware of prep or any other preparations I could be taking. I was neg and slowly but surely becoming an absolute mindless cum dump. After an hour of chatting and the usual ghosting, I got an interesting message: "Hey cutie, I think I'd like to impregnate you." Silly boy, you can't get boys pregnant I thought. But he was cute, too cute, and I was horny. So I messaged him back and we got to talking. He was a few years younger (I usually go for older), had a mostly blank profile except for a nice pic of his cock and cute slim belly. His profile simply read "sluts only, I have what you want. I'll wife up the winner." I had no idea what they meant but I was horny and in heat. We shared a lot of kinks in common and he was a dom top. So I agreed we should meet and headed over to his place. Upon arrival he immediately stripped me down to my briefs. "Good boy, are you ready to give yourself up to me?". "yes please" I mumbled, voice shaky. He led me back to his bedroom and pushed me into the bed. "Good, because you can't go back now. I'm going to knock you up. Hope you're ready for multiple rounds because I need to make sure you leave here good and pregnant". I laughed and said "give me as many loads as you want, boy". For the next few hours we fucked like rabbits and ended up getting along quite well. He was funny and kind, but also strong and dominating. He knew what we wanted and was not afraid to take it. He left me dripping, sweaty, and flooded with his cum. A guy had never filled me up like this before. Never fucked me like that either. As I stood up I felt a river of cum running down my legs. He let out a little moan and smirked. "Come back tomorrow. I need to see you looking like this again. My little slut." With that he handed me a towel and showed me the door. I walked home with his cum still running down my legs, not at all hidden by my slutty girl shorts. Now dominated and bred, I was desperate for more. So as instructed I showed up the next day. And the next. By the end of that week he had probably dumped 18 loads in my little neg cunt. I was obsessed. He was about to head out for a work trip so I wouldn't see him for a few weeks. I promised on his return I'd be ready for him. You can imagine my surprise when 3 weeks later I got a call after my regular checkup. I'd been pozzed. My mind was racing. There was only one explanation, and thats when his message and his words started flashing through my head. I frantically grabbed my phone to message him - having no idea what I would say - and opened to a new message from him that simply read "did you get any good news yet? if so, come over here. I am back from my trip. If you have good news, I have a ring and 5 more loads for you." All the fear and panic slipped out of my mind. I went straight over and he did just as he promised. He proposed on one knee and then fucked me over and over and flooded me again. A year later, I am still a poz bottom slut, but I am his. And he is mine. He knocked me up for good and now I can't help but love it. I am claimed.

Started talking with another crossdresser on Grindr that was staying out of town. After trading a few pictures and messages, we agreed to meet. I took a shower in his hotel room, got all dolled up in my whoring outfit. He could hear me in the bathroom, fucking myself with some toys I had brought. When I came out, he was wearing panties and I immediately came out and went to work on his cock with my mouth. He then bent me over and started fucking my boipussy. Eventually, we 69'd and I brought him close, slamming his cock into my mouth. He asked me where I wanted him to cum. Of course, I told him I wanted him to shoot his seed in my ass. He bent me over again, pounding away with his gorgeous, 8 inch uncut cock. I knew he was close because he picked up his pace and I begged him to breed me. He slammed into me one final time, I could feel his member twitch inside me as he shot spurt after spurt of his baby batter inside my sissy womb. He slapped my ass and told me to "push it out, sissy". Which of course I did like a good gurl. EDIT: Due to upload limits, I have a couple of pics and a short clip from this session here [think before following links] [think before following links] https://www.imgchest.com/p/5xy282j5zyl

For fucks sake this is going to be really long. If you don't like reading a lot or get annoyed by lengthy ranting and inner dialogue or reflection this might not be the post to read. If you care more about load counts and stuff then skip to the Load Count and Stuff. I also tried to organize this in parts with bold and underlined text if that helps. Whelp. Just a little bit of an introduction. I have been in a relationship for several years now. Unfortunately things didn't work out over the last few years and it ended recently. Somehow I was monogamous for a number of my years despite my youth being a notorious enjoyer of random sex encounters. It's been a while and since things were finalized with the ex I decided that I was tired of being horny at night. We had sex semi regularly once a week but a week but that was the past and this is the present. In a familiar but new city at the moment. Things have kind of slowed down so instead of having to edge myself at night I decided to get a haircut and have a fresh start. Enjoyed looking around in a gay area at some shops and stores such as a leather store. A great way to sort of excite myself. After that nervously I headed over to the flex bath house. The Bathhouse I've been to this place..many..many times in the past years ago before the relationship. I was nervous but excited at the same time. For an afternoon it was actually relatively busy. I had fun walking around and the sort of glancing/cruising game that people played. But I played with a guy with a room door opened. Seemed like a cute bi guy. We had fun kinda groping each other but he stated that he prefers to bottom and although not regularly a top I don't generally turn that down when the chemistry is right. He was a great cocksucker too really enjoyed having my dick sucked. It's not something I always enjoy so maybe it was the vibe or place but I was loving it. He guided me to his hole and he was surprisingly a little tighter then I thought. I asked if he's been fucked today and he said by one or two guys. I enjoyed his tight hole but I was gentle with him initially. I used to kinda just rush to come but I was having fun fucking him. He got a little hesitant and said he doesn't take loads back there he prefers it on his face or body. I fucked his mouth a little more but just a little hesitation and still mixed feelings I didn't come. He said he needed a break so we split ways. I saw some really hot bears there too. Some of them seemed like they were in a group and a few of them glanced or acknowledged but out of the cruising game so wasn't entirely sure. I found one of them later in a room jacking off. He was a really sexy bear daddy with a beautiful white beard and body. I looked at him jerking off and grabbed my cock underneath my towel and he invited me in. He was quick to suck my cock but I really enjoyed his masculine grip it suited his look and demeanor. I sucked his cock too and damn it was a nice cock and I could tell he was enjoying it. He didn't want to come yet so I fucked him some more. His ass was more loose then the bi like guy but it also felt wet and it was really turning me on and he wanted me to breed him. I was more then happy to breed him he was a sexy daddy and I was enjoying the moment and sort of putting the past behind me. He also had a nice patch of hair on his ass that was really sexy so it turned me on even more. I guess if I am doing the load count I used to do I gave one load so far lol. After that I went to take a shower. I saw another bear who I saw earlier and could not quite tell if he was into me or not. I went over the dark room area and went in one of the stalls and he went into one next to me. I stuck my cock through and he started sucking it and damn he was good at it. He stuck his through and I started slowly sucking him. I wanted to try to remember things I did with my ex so I was trying hard to please him. He stopped me partially and asked if I wanted to go to his room and of course I agreed. He had a bigger room. And pretty much immediately in his room he took control. He sort of guided me to the bed and explored my body. His lips and mouth pressed against my nipples and he passionately licked my body. He even licked my ears and face and we also kissed briefly. In short time I was sucking his cock again. He seemed to really straddle over me and forcing it down my throat. He was pretty big so I gagged a little bit. He changed the positions around and we were starting to 69. After I sucked him for a bit he changed the angles so I was licking and sucking his balls. He had nice hairy balls and then he angled it more so I was starting to lick his taint? I think. And then eventually he had me angled where my face was at the crack off his asshole. I haven't eaten ass in a very long time did not even do it with my ex. For some reason with this man I was willing to do pretty much anything I wanted. I shoved my nose, face, and tongue into his crack and rimmed him. I was hesitant at first but I was really enjoying it. The smell, the hair, and everything about him was driving me crazy. Next thing I knew he was rimming and fingering my hole. I was getting a little bit nervous but he had me suck his cock some more. He kept calling me a good boy as I was doing it so it encouraged me more. Before I knew it his cock was at my hole and I was on my back and then side. I was really nervous but I let it happen. I tried to open up but I was a little tight. He had a good girth to his cock so damn it felt good in me. It felt different then my ex in a good way. He kept pumping me with slow strokes all the while we locked eyes and he was exploring my body. I was moaning and really getting into it. Then something happened. He asked if I liked getting fucked and said he was going to cum and if I want to get fucked. I told him yes I love it and he asked again if I want to get fucked and if I like to get fucked. I don't know why I said this but I said I like getting fucked and fucking. So we switched positions and I started fucking him. I just recently bred the silver daddy and the level of passion we had was giving me some kinda mixed worries. I ended up getting soft and he said thanks and that was basically it. Ugh I fucked it up somehow. It was really intense passion and I guess I just wasn't what he was looking for. That's fine though. I walked around a little bit more and I don't think I did anything with anyone else. I decided it's time to leave but I wasn't done. Part of me wonders if he did breed me he was satisfied if I would have been as well. The Bookstore I decided to go to a popular bookstore next that I haven't been to in forever. I had no idea what the charge was but I had cash on me. The parking lot was very full so I was feeling good about this. I walked inside and saw the backroom and the charge and said that I want access. After paying I walked in the dark corridor of video booths with porn playing and guys walking around cruising. I was surprised that there were several hot guys when I came in. A few daddies and bears and I felt like I was in heaven. I walked casually but slow and then I saw him. Cute guy with a sort of mohawkish hair style and a goatee and a piercing. He looked directly at me when I walked by him. I happened to walk by a booth so we went in the booth together. We stripped our shirts and he started sucking my nipples, kissing my neck, and body and then sucked my cock a little bit. I played with his nipples but I was a little hesitant. I was really attracted to him but I try to reserve some passion if I am not sure if the guy likes It. I decided to move up high and he moved his face so I decided not to kiss him and kissed his neck instead. He was moaning and then he kissed me. He was a very passionate kisser which I like. I love to kiss. When he stripped I was surprised and impressed by all the tattoos he had on him. The passion continued and then he turned me around and he started playing with my hole. He was sort of doing that when we were kissing anyways. I felt his hard cock at my hole and I got nervous. I didn't even suck it and we said no words but he pushed inside. I was tight still but I tried to loosen up. I heard him taking a hit of poppers and then he pushed in further. Fuck it hurt but it felt good. I was trying not to moan too load being in the video booth but I couldn't help it. His cock nice and thick and my hole was getting wetter. He started to fuck me faster and I couldn't help it I had to moan out some more. He shouted out and he bred my hole without a word. He did not fully pull out he fucked my hole some more and damn my hole felt full of cock and cum. I tried to open up as much as I could so he could drain his load and shove a few more pumps. Once he pulled out he smiled and said that I am a sexy boy. I said he's a sexy man and that it was incredible and I loved it. We kissed again while we were putting on our clothes. He told me he'll be around for a little bit and asked if I will. I said yeah so we parted ways. I decided to stay and cruised around a little more. I saw a little bit of a younger guy with a nice beard. He went into a booth and I went into the opposite one. He had a nice long cock with a bit of bush. I started slowly sucking him and heard him moan. I was trying to focus on sucking him and enjoy it more when he asked if I wanted to go into a booth together so we did. He left his shirt on and sat down and pulled out his cock. I got on my knees and sucked him. I was sucking a little too fast for him I think my ex liked it fast so that's why I'm familiar with. He had me start to take it deeper and took some poppers and gave me some. He had suck him deeper and he was a lot longer and bigger then my ex so I had a little trouble. I apologized a few times but he said it was fine and was enjoying it. He asked if I wanted his load and I said yes. I sucked him some more but he seemed to enjoy being sucked more then anything with no contact. He said he needed a break and wasn't ready to cum yet. We parted ways. I walked around some more and found a dark room area. To my surprise the cute mohawk tatted guy was there. He passionately made out with me. There were some guys sucking and groping around us and we were making out. After a great make out session I started sucking his nipples and this time his cock which was hard. Damn it felt good sucking it knowing it was in me previously. While I was sucking him a guy behind me was grabbing my ass. He started fingering my ass. It seems like the guy I was sucking was encouraging the guy playing with my ass. He got up and I started sucking the other guy and he got behind me and started fucking me again. I never even pushed out his load in the bathroom because someone else was in there. Damn his cock in me felt good again. It was so fucking hot sucking some random guy in front of me too. He fucked me for a good while and I could see a crowd start to gather around us. He pulled out of me and put his cock in front of me. I immediately started sucking him and tasting his cock felt so good. The guy I was sucking got behind me and pushed his cock in my hole. Fuck I was getting spitroasted again. He felt good but I think he was getting nervous of the people around so he got soft I can't blame him I know it happens. The mohawk guy who was fucking me and making out with me suggested we go back to the room. So much more passionate kissing when we were back in the room. He kept exploring my body and I explored his. I sucked on his nipples, licked his chest and neck and loved every moment of intimacy with that man. I enjoyed sucking his cock again and looking up at him while he was looking down at me. He pulled me up and turned me around and he fucked me again. He started to say that I'm a good boy and being a good boy for daddy. He said I was making him proud and it made me just try to open up my hole even more. It did not take long until I was moaning again in pleasure and he was shouting as he bred me again. Fuck. He didn't pull out immediately like last time and fuck he shot in me again. Holy shit this man had stamina. Eventually he pulled out and I realized there were no more napkins. He said he'd go get some and be right back. He came back quickly and I wiped the cum off my ass and he wiped his cock. We embraced again and made out more while we were dressing. He said there's no need to rush getting dressed he wanted to enjoy it. He again said how sexy while we were getting dressed and I told him how sexy and hot he is and that I love his tattoos. He told me he's heading home now that he gave all he could give basically. I think saying he's at his limit and that he hopes to see me again. I told him i'll see him around. Such a hot fucking guy. He loved fucking my hole and making out and didn't seem to mind and got off when others were fucking me and even encouraged me to suck others. I almost wanted to ask for his number but being recently single I hesitated. Not sure if I regret it or not but I may or may not see him again. Time will tell. After exiting the booth I went back to the dark room. It didn't seem too busy but I saw someone standing there with a bulge or a silhouette of them. I grabbed my own cock and they kept grabbing theirs. I gently groped the man's bulge and he took his cock out. Damn it was really thick. I stroked it some more and it got hard quickly and he encouraged me to get on my knees. I started sucking him and damn his cock was really thick I was trying to take all I could take and he started moaning. As he moaned more all of a sudden the lights came on. What the fuck. He said they might be cleaning and suggested we go to a room. We went to a booth but a different one then the one i've been in. Taking a glance at him damn he was a sexy man. Big beautiful full bushy black beard and he seemed pretty stocky. When we were in the booth he started feeling my body a bit. I took off my shirt and he took off his. I wanted to go for his nipples but wasn't sure what he was into. He surprised me and started groping me more aggressive. He grabbed my hands and put them behind my back. Oh fuck he was that kind of man. He licked and sucked on my nipples and kissed them and then he kissed me. He was a great kisser not as passionate as the other guy but I loved his dominant traits. He called me a good boy too and I simply responded "Thank you Sir". I called a few men tonight Sir I guess old instincts don't go away. He let me suck his nice thick cock again and damn it was thick I tried my best to swallow it so he gave me poppers. He didn't just give me poppers though. He took a huge hit and then opened his mouth and kissed me and exhaled the poppers into my mouth and throat. Holy fuck. This man was insane. I felt the poppers spinning around and I went back to sucking him having an easier time and he started playing with my hole. He kissed me more and then told "I want to fuck you but I don't fuck here". That kinda caught me by surprise. I sucked him more and he said he needs a break and isn't ready to come yet. But he told me when he is that I should be around and I'll take his load. I don't fully know what he meant by that unless he considers guys at book stores whores and wants to only fuck guys one on one at a non public place. Regardless I loved the aggression and dominance he displayed and the passion. I had fun. I walked around a little more and to no surprise didn't see him. I did see a booth open and someone on the other side. I looked in through the peep hole and I saw an older man a gray haired daddy with a bulge in his pants. He looked at me and he got up with his underwear on. I thought he was going to leave but he grabbed his bulge and pulled out a nice thick cock. He started stroking it and I eagerly got on my knees and opened my mouth. His cock looked a little wet at first I wondered if it was a condom but then realized it was probably lube or he fucked someone previously. He pulled me closer to the peephole and I took his cock all the way down my throat. Fuck he had a great rhythm fucking my throat and I was in rhythm feeling his hard cock go in and my lips tasting his cock. Before I knew it he was pumping a little harder and I tasted something salty and sweet. Was that cum? Hot damn he was cumming down my throat. I moaned in pleasure and pumped harder pumping all of his cum down my throat. I nursed his cock like a good boy even if he didn't say it. His cock got soft and he pulled out and smiled. He got up and left. While I was there earlier in between the mohawk guy and the other random daddy sucking and getting fucked by them there was another old guy in a red shirt he seemed like he was cruising me. I think he tried to whisper something earlier to me but he took off after. I saw him again and I invited him into a room and he came in. He took off my shirt and started sucking my dick. His mouth felt great and then he turned me around and started dry humping me. Very aggressive. He took out his cock and started fucking me. He tried to fuck me and it was feeling good but he got soft and fell out. It happened a few times and then he basically said thanks and we separated. Maybe he fucked someone previously who knows. The random daddy who was fucking me and I was sucking his dick in between the mohawk guy came back around. I saw him and he looked cute older slightly chubby daddy with a cute goatee. We went into a room that was too small. He didn't seem to be into body contact too much so I just sucked him. He seemed to have a hard time getting hard but I could tell he enjoyed it and said he was. I pulled off and started stroking my cock. I read the situation wrong he didn't seem to bottom or be a cocksucker. I went back to sucking his cock and he got hard a few times and then he got soft again. I almost wanted to ask what he was into or wanting to do but the room was so small we barely could maneuver. We both agreed that the room was too small and thanked each other and separated. That was pretty much it. A few more guys were walking a round but they kept alternating between cleaning different areas I think it scared many off. I think I did see the mohawk guy again before the last random daddy I played with. I thought I saw him go into the dark room but it was someone else. I felt a little bad I couldn't tell if the mohawk goate wanted me to go with him. Honestly if he asked I would have whether that was a good idea or not. So after that I just drove home and showered and went on with the evening like normal until I decided to spend over an hour writing this travesty of a tale lol. I don't know why I called that one guy mohawk goatee it was more of a faux hawk but I don't care he was still sexy and I liked it. Afterthoughts Alright time for some after thoughts of all this and I guess load counts. I found out after the break up that my ex went to public play places a few times but claimed he didn't do anything. But then more recently claimed he tried to do something with a guy but couldn't. Honestly if he had just told me I would have been fine with it but I always felt like he hid those sorts of things. I think he was afraid to tell me because he knew I'd either cheat or want an open relationship like I initially wanted but kept it closed for him. I almost didn't go the bath house tonight but thought we're broken up now and we had many years together good times and bad times. But we are both moving on with our lives and I was damn horny. I don't know if I have the cruising down 100% right now. The bath house felt a little more awkward and I was more nervous. The bookstore I seemed to understand it better and have more confidence. I kinda wish I didn't say I liked to fuck when that sexy bear daddy was fucking me. The locking of eyes and encouragement he gave me fuck. I wonder if he would have been satisfied if he just came in me he was about to. He was still walking around for cruising afterwards. The mohawk goatee guy ugh. I so strongly wanted to exchange numbers in my mind I was thinking he'd be fun as a regular fuck buddy. But maybe it's too soon? I wonder if some of these guys I played with today could see the hesitation or how I was holding back at first with contact. I wonder if they've been through this before too and if they knew. With the bearded daddy bear who was aggressive. I've had similar things happen years ago. Sometimes guys will judge you as a whore at a bookstore or bath house and have limited interaction with you because they don't want to be associated with a whore or maybe they feel guilty themselves. It is what it is. I don't know if I'll start going on apps again. God I remember in my 20s always being on gay apps and bareback ones and always looking for a hook up. I had a lot of fuck buddies years ago. I had some..less then a handful who I could have seen as wanting to date. Some maybe wanted to date me. But I was so busy moving from one app to one picture, to one profile to the next I wasn't able to see some good things that were in front of me. I could still potentially reach out to some or I could just forget about them and meet new guys. I really hope I don't fall into the old trap I fell into. It was miserable and that's partially why I met my ex and we were together for so long. But I have to admit some things to myself. I love sex. Am I addicted to sex? Perhaps. I don't jerk off to as much porn as I used to in my 20s. I do still like porn and jerk off to it but I don't feel the need to do it for hours like I used to. I have changed a lot since before and after the relationship I was in. I don't feel so much like I "Need" to be in the arms of a man and actually enjoy being alone and doing things on my own. The biggest issue in the past was I always looking for a Daddy or a Sir to be their boy. I've spent years and different relationships in different roles. I used to regret my promiscuous past. But thinking on it lately damn it was a lot of fun. It was lonely at times too but I don't regret any of it. I want to have sex more. I want to take more cock, I want to suck and fuck and get my dick sucked. Not sure I want it everyday. Not sure I want to take multiple loads daily or everytime I go out. It just sort of happened today lol. I was afraid that by going out I would turn back into that and maybe I will and it's just invetible anyways. I felt enjoyment from multiple guys at both places. I didn't feel unsatisfied or empty after both places even if a few encounters didn't end the way I wanted. I'm really nervous about getting back on hook up apps but I think with moderation it will be okay just as long as it's not obsessive like it used to be. Uncertain of bars. I used to have.ALOT of fun in them but I feel with bars comes reputation. It doesn't matter if you are pleasuring a guy or multiple guys if they see you doing acts like that you might be branded a whore or slut especially if you are a bottom. If you are part of a popular or reputation group of guys then that can probably be bypassed. Maybe just avoiding the bars for now is best. I have also realized that i'm in my fucking 30s. Maybe I've gone through a bit of a mid crisis early on well it's definitely been crisis mode for a while anyways lol. I did not really realize how attractive I am because I never went to places with other gay guys when I was around my now ex he didn't allow it. It feels sort of good getting some validation from several guys tonight. I used to think that when I saw really attractive guys I was into in my youth maybe they were just using me as a pity fuck. Or maybe they could sense the low self confidence. Well time to start having more self confidence I can't believe I can say that I'm sexy and now I need to own it. Load Counts and Stuff To whoever read all this why the fuck did you do that lol. Anyways I hope you enjoyed the sex parts anyways. I used to write about sex encounters all the time so I might be a bit rusty. And I used to love writing about load counts. So yeah lets see. Sexy White Gray Bearded Daddy 1 Load I bred him. Passionate Fun Mohawk goatee guy fuck that man bred me 4 times. And that business daddy man who I swallowed his load in the peep hole 1 load taken oral. So 1 load given/bred, 4 loads taken/got bred, and 1 load taken/swallowed. For someone who wasn't even sure or trying to take loads tonight or give not bad. I don't know if this is the last post I'll have here or if there will be many more. But if there are more the next ones won't be so damn lengthy. Sorry just had to get a lot off as well.

The following is how my friend became the prison bitch and is reposted here with his permission. I really am an Ex-con. I spent a very long time in prison. It's been over a decade since I was there though. Most of my sex mental images were formed out of that time. Feel free to ask me questions.... but I'll be honest in my replies. I love adventures. Near public sex. The great outdoors. Sexy soft asses. Giggly girls. Tough bitches. Freaks of all kinds. It doesn't have to be sex, I just like experience. Let's talk. I have been in and out jails, and prison until my last release in 2001. I was 18 when I went to prison the first time. I am not sure what led me down that road... it was a different time, and the world was very different. I never really fit in. I never really found a way to fit in either. The struggles led to a lot of bad decisions. Confused thinking... probably a familiar story now. I was young, very slim, hairless, feminine when I was sent to prison. It was the 80s big hair, rock n roll, drugs, and sex. I was far from helpless. lol, I was in fact, a very violent person even then. However, the prison was a world full of tough guys. It was a world that I would eventually learn to survive in. I was moved from Quarantine to a Prison Psych Hospital within 60 days of my arrival. For further observation and testing. My mind was a mess...it was scary as the decisions I made at this time would follow me everywhere in prison. There really are no secrets in prison, and everyone is some type of predator looking for weakness. Even the inmates at the hospital knew that I had arrived at the prison dressed like a girl. I received countless kites (notes) from inmates from day one. The short version, some promised protection in lieu of sexual favors, others offered money for the same, and some promised violent rape. Everyone waited to see how I would respond. Deep in my heart, I knew, and I knew before I was sent here that I would not survive my entire sentence without someone fucking me. The only real question was did I decide or would someone else decide for me.... who would be in control. It was a lot to think about. I was not interested in being raped... some died from it and the beatings associated with rape were brutal. Further, if I was raped I did not want the rapist to have the power of seeing me weak, screaming or crying... I had to take that power away from him... silently I knew that I would have to be "broke in" I began to evaluate guys trying to figure out who would be discreet and gentle. Shortly after I had decided this course, I was moved to a five-man dorm setting but there was only three of us there. Terry a black guy much older then myself was already my friend and in the dorm, the other guy was heavily medicated. I decided that I would ask my friend to break me in... I had no idea if he would, he never led me to think this way, it was a risk... I wrote a note. That stupid note changed everything. I was no longer a friend... I was a prize. Negotiations between us followed. In the end, we struck a deal... he would be very gentle with me and break me in, and discreet but I would shave like a girl, dress up for him, he would break me in then I'd submit to him the rest of the night. I had to write a note declaring that this was not rape and I asked him to do it. Sign it. I knew that everything was changing... It was like watching my life from outside myself. I could not believe that I was in this position. I was sinking into depression as I stared down at my life unfolding. I was nervous, and he was very eager. He watched with lusting eyes as I prepared myself that evening. Shaving, showering, douche, makeup and finally just panties and a t-shirt. I laid there in my bed thinking as we waited... waited for lights out... waited for our roommate's drugs to kick in and he'd be asleep... waited for the guard to make his round. I was a man of my word, and as the guard passed, I got out of my bed... placed a blanket on the floor between the beds out of sight... Terry was already touching himself... I couldn't help myself I had cut my eyes and seen him. It was dark (lights out) but there was a slim beam of light from the small window in the steel door that allowed me to see non-detailed shapes across the room. I was very nervous... I knew that there was no turning back and everything could change. I was torn... I wanted to back out before it happened and part of me just wanted to be done with it. " No, I had to back out" I turned to say something and was caught off guard as Terry was standing next to me already. Before I could tell him that I had changed my mind he had wrapped his arms around me and pulled me tightly against him pressing his lips to mine... My small frame seemed to melt in his embrace... I was not expecting that! He was treating me like he would a girl... his hands gripped my butt tightly and pulled me against him. I could feel his excitement against my belly through my shirt. At that moment my mind said that I was a girl... I felt like a girl. he was a foot taller then I was.... stronger. My slim 5 ft 5 frame at 119 lbs was overcome with a sense of femininity as it melted against him. He broke from my lips and without a word I knew that it was time. He was already lowering his pants as I turned away and pulled my panties down, slowly got on the floor before him... Laid down on the carefully spread blanket face down.... I placed a pillow under my midsection to raise naked butt in the air slightly offering myself to him as he stood over me. One last look back at him towering there naked... now I was scared again he was much larger then I was. I was sure that this was going to hurt. As he gently kicked my feet apart spreading my legs and lowered himself down onto my back... my mind screamed " You're a damn fool. No one asked to be turned out. Now you're going to spend your life as fuck boy" My self-critical thoughts were interrupted by his weight on me. I felt the coarse hair of his legs against my smooth shaved legs.... closing my eyes I felt everything as if in slow motion.... the hard dick pressed against my ass pulsating, all of his weight crushing me covering me.... the hair on his chest against my back even though the shirts thin material.... I seemed so small beneath him. His hand brushing the long hair from my neck and his lips ... the hot breath on my shoulder as he kissed my neck and shoulder before whispering in my ear, " are you ready?" No need to answer that and he didn't wait for me to respond. His weight lifted and his hands trailed down my back as he knelt between my spread legs. his strong hands pushed the bottom of my shirt up over my naked butt to my waist, as if it was a skirt. they gripped my cheeks and pushed them apart exposing my near virgin hole to his lustful gaze. I just lay there as he poured Baby Oil down the crack of my ass, his hand working in being sure that I was "wet" He lubed his rock hard with desire dick, as I reached back like a wanton whore grasping it pulling it toward me. He lowered himself back down on my back and I guided him home. Its tip pressed against me... suddenly he was in me. I gasped at the suddenness of it. I held my breath to keep from crying out. As I struggled to take it in and adjust to its size. I wanted to scream... to stop... OMG, what had I gotten myself into... My entire body was tense even my toes were curled up and my hands gripped the blanket... he pressed forward, and I realized that he barely in me. Tears welled in my eyes as he slowly pushed his way in... all the way in. He whispered, "relax" I tried but it was still several minutes before I adjusted to his size and the overwhelming pain began to ease allowing to breath. He must have sensed that, as he began to pull out... then back in. My mind raced with thoughts now that I could breathe. I was seeing it as if I was floating above us... my small feminine form beneath him, legs spread... him pumping away and holding me... I felt him sliding in and out of me. Felt his desire and needs for release... muscles tensing... pelvic thrusting against my ass... hot breath on my neck... sweat dripping on me from his labors... I rolled my ankles out opening myself wider for him inviting him deeper. There was no turning back now... I was a bitch. He was pounding away grinding ... there was no more pain. His breathing was labored, and I could feel his dick starting to pulsate... I knew that he was getting ready to cum... totally shocking myself, I blurted out, " cum in me" and he did. then collapsed on my back exhausted from turning me into a bitch. When he had composed himself, he pulled out of me... I suddenly felt empty, his spent juice oozing out slightly in the cool evening air. As I stood I could feel it dripping running down my inner thigh and walked over to toilet area to wipe. When I turned around I saw him staring at me... It was almost time for the guard to make another round, and I pulled my panties back on. It was done... I had been broke in and it wasn't so bad... I returned to my bed where I laid thinking. I laid there knowing that I had changed everything... I was cursing myself out for being weak. Judging myself harshly. Hating that I was willing. telling myself over and over how stupid I was... but excited by the idea of a life here in prison as a girl. I couldn't handle being seen as a bitch... I had liked it and it was too late now anyway, I had dressed like a girl and basically begged a grown man to cum in my ass... My self-judgment was interrupted by the guard's flashlight in the window checking on us... As the guard passed, I got up and went to the sink to better clean up, turned the water on and wet the wash clothes before pulling my panties down to clean up. As I wondered if Terry was still awake, I was startled by his hands around my waist. I felt his hard cock slide between my cheeks across my tenderness... he was clearly awake.... he bent me over the sink right there ready to collect his end of the bargain... "... I'd submit to him the rest of the night" With my panties around my knees, he pushed my feet apart and I remained bent over the sink submitting to him as agreed. He easily entered me this time and wasted no time... it was his reward. Without a word he took what was his... it was all I could do to just brace myself as he pounded away at his treasure... I truly didn't feel like a guy... I felt like a bitch... he was pounding my pussy for what seemed like an eternity before a deep thrust... he was quivering as I felt the now familiar pulse of him cumming followed by the wetness of my hole... his hands grasped my naked ass cheeks... pulling them apart so he could view himself buried spent deep inside me. I can only imagine what it may have looked like... he seemed happy to be there... I felt him pull out.... the spent juice again dripping down my thighs...I tried to wipe but it was just kept oozing out. I was full of cum and my pussy was not tightening back up as before... I stepped out of my panties and went over to the toilet to try and push his cum out of me. He followed me ... my mind screamed, " Damm you're not done" As I sat down, he walked right up to me...his softening dick glistened in the window light... he smelt of sex. Heavy musky scent combined with baby oil. I felt so submissive... so feminine. He pushed his midsection toward me until the tip of his dick touched my lips... I hadn't thought about this occurring. I just assumed fucking me was the thing... his hands caressed my long hair as I parted my lips slightly and he pushed himself past them into my mouth. the smell was repulsive... I wanted to pull away. He must have sensed it as he gripped my head tighter... almost like I knew what to do my hands went to his thighs and I began to relax... my nose against his belly my tongue caressed the bottom of his dick. It jumped into my mouth and began to harden. I started to apply sucking and his grip lessened on my head. I looked up into the darkness as if seeking his approval. I began to instinctive do what was being asked of me. my hand grasped his member, my tongue feverishly licked and caressed it as my lips held it firmly sliding up and down its shaft... eagerly sucking it back to life...my eyes searching begging for a sign that I was being a good girl seeking his approval. It didn't take long for him to be rock hard in my warm loving mouth, then throbbing, jumping and pulsating as he exploded. it tasted salty and thick and smelt heavy... tears ran down my cheeks as I choked gagged but swallowed his spent cum... I had never knelt before a man, much less had a dick in my mouth... What a pathetic man I had chose to be... even now I imagine the scene... 18 yr old kid, 119 lbs, 5 5 slim feminine long hair, white shirt smooth soft legs escaping beneath it. seated on a toilet, cum dripping from his ass, mid thirties hairy black man, standing before him, hard dick shoved in the tear streaked face... cum dribbling across the red lips... it was not a vision that I would see for long as he was not done... lifting me up from my submissive position I turned away... tired but willing i spread my legs wide and bent over the toilet so he could take me again... he did. That is how my first time in prison went. That one night changed my life forever. It did not take long for those events to be known... I could not hide the fact that my legs were shaved and with group showers it was quickly noticed. Within a matter of days, even outside of the hospital, in the general population of Riverside correctional facility everyone was talking about the "fine ass sissy" in the psych ward... me. If you like this and want more friend me or follow me... ask me anything. Please try to understand, that most my pictures are from a time gone by now... I am old now and the those days are gone for me.... however I do enjoy relieving the memories here with you all... Thank you.

When I started having sex I was traditionally the bottom. I feel this can be attributed to the fact that I am a passive and submissive person rather than an actual desire to be a bottom. Well, at this point in my life I can't bottom due to a combination of various reasons and situations so I am trying to become more of a top in order to maintain a satisfying sexual life. However, I am very shy about topping and have very little confidence when I do get the opportunity, I either cum too quickly or I tend to get lost in my head and overthink every little detail (finishing too quickly, making myself last longer, is my partner enjoying, ways I can be better, what I can do differently, etc) which results in performance anxiety. I have tried: Numbing spray with lidocaine - didn’t really do anything Numbing lube with benzocaine - more numbed their ass than my dick or numbed too much and couldn’t keep my wood Jerking off and cumming before sex so I’m not so sensitive Slowing down and pausing to prevent myself from cumming Wearing a condom - made it impossible for me to stay hard and cum Thinking of distractions/daydreaming - this just leads to me losing my wood Focusing on other things around me like music or the tv Wearing a cockring - they are generally uncomfortable and make my balls ache but this only results in me once again losing my wood Antidepressants - didn’t really do anything Downers - just resulted in not being fully hard and making it impossible for me to cum Stimulants - didn’t affect my ejaculation any other than making me sweat and feel like I was running a marathon trying to catch my breath Being stoned - this was fun but did nothing other than make me easily distracted Being drunk - fun but sloppy and usually prevents me from getting completely hard or cumming Other pharmaceutical categories like benzos, muscle relaxers, steroids - benzos do nothing until I take enough to fall asleep, muscle relaxers do nothing until I take enough to feel jello-y, steroids not sure what these would do but I’ve tried em Poppers - these just make my head swim until I either get nauseated or go soft Pain stimuli - to distract me from the feelings of pleasure Frequently changing positions - to differ the stimuli as well as have a mini break from the stimulation Relaxing myself/muscles to slow down climax - breathing evenly, releasing any tension I’m holding, basically meditating while I have sex Tensing my muscles - squeezing, tensing, clenching my leg, groin, and ass muscles in order to prevent myself from shooting It seems like everything I try either doesn’t work or does the opposite, making me feel impotent, and neither of those results help me gain confidence in myself or my actions. It's really starting to get to me…does anyone have any suggestions or advice?

Met a cute boy at a campground. We clicked right away and I took him back to my campsite. He pulled out a condom as he climbed into my tent. I let him set it beside us while we played. Eventually I flipped him over, climbing on top, and started teasing my own rump with his cock. It didn't take long until I was lubing him up and pushing on his cock (i always go a little brain dead when i feel a hard cock on my bare butt). Naturally, he slipped in a bit. He felt so good. I leaned down and whispered, 'I think he likes it'. He nodded. 'You want to take me raw boy?' He nodded again. I slid down another inch, he moaned. 'You wanna cum in me?' I pretty much begged. His eyes lit up and he said "fuck yes". With that I slid all the way down on him. He was thick at the base and it took me by surprise as my own weight forced him deep into me, I took it like a good boy. According to him, it made my eyes roll back. I rode him like that until he shot it all inside me, and then i came all over his chest. He bred me 3 more times that weekend, and I'm pretty sure the neighbors watched. When I went to pack out, the condoms were still lying in the same spot. Useless.

Danny was a 20 year old young gay man. Dark hair, thin twink body. He went to college out of state. He had found a room to rent near campus. Renting a room was a lot cheaper than a dorm. Danny rented it from an older man named Max. Max was 55. He had lost his husband of 18 years. Three years ago. Max saw in renting a room not only additional source of income. But not be alone. Max liked to smoke meth. He was open about it. Helped him when he thought of his late husband. Danny would turn him down when Max would offer him a hit. midterms and a bad breakup were in the cards for Danny. Danny had gotten some of his assignments done. But was behind on others. His relationship with Grant ended when Danny caught him in bed with another guy. “How are you doing with your assignments for your midterms?” Asked Max. “Not good.” Danny answered. “Is there anything I can do to help you?” Max asked. “No.” “But I appreciate you asking.” Danny said smiling at the man. Danny’s assignments were getting overwhelming for the young man. On top of that Max found out that Grant moved on with the guy he had been cheating with. Coming home and seeing Max’s pipe, Danny debated. But one hit wouldn’t hurt and Max would never know. For over an hour, Danny. Kept taking hit after hit. When Max came home and saw the young man high as a kite. Danny surprised said. “I’m sorry, I was only going to take one hit.” “Don’t worry about it, Danny.” “You have a lot on your plate.” Max said has he refilled the pipe and took a hit himself. Both men were eye and touchy with each other. Max turned on older men creamping young jocks. Max rubbed the young man’s shoulders and back. Max was hard between the porn and massaging Danny. Who also was hard. Max kissed Danny. “Let me make love to you Danny.” “Nobody will know.” Danny in his state of mind and being vulnerable Let Max fuck him. Max had a small belly and dick. Danny was smooth. Flat ass. Thick 9 inch dick. Max sucked Danny, who was enjoying Max’s blow job. Max got Danny into missionary position and got live and rubbed it on Danny’s ass and his dick. Max thrust in and out of Danny’s ass. Which was red and sore. “Shit” Max said “I’m about to cum.” “I decided I’m to cum inside you.” Danny enjoying it didn’t think to stop or ask Max his status. Making the connection that Max might be HIV positive. But I that moment. Danny didn’t care. He was flying high and enjoying himself. Max shot his loads into Danny’s ripped open ass. The next day Danny acted like nothing happened. And went about his day. Max knew it would be a matter of time when Danny would find out that due to his years of pnp that Max was positive and his partner died of it. And that Danny could be infected with the virus. But until then Danny would continue to smoke meth and get fucked by Max. And occasionally some of Max’s other friends who loved getting high and taking turns fucking a twink raw.

Hey everyone, Had my gay cherry popped early this year - 3 guys banged me on Grindr. Been wanting to do it for years and always fantasized about becoming a cumdump after watching my first Treasure Island video. But after taking my first loads I became addicted. From that point I immediately got on PREP because I couldn’t hold out anymore. I’ve been on prep for 5 months now and since that time I have taken over 400 loads - multiple gangbangs a week, regular trips to the bathhouse (sitting in a sling getting pounded), and several Cumunions a month. In short, I have become a complete and total cumdump whore, and I love it! My only concern is HIV - I can’t get it. Is PREP 100%?

racial slurs (nigger, wetback, gook, cracker whore) in sex drive me fucking insane. The best orgams of my life. I guezz its humiliation that really gets me off. Hiring pros$ adds another layer of immorality to it. Anyone else turned on by it? I recorded a buddy of mine ( a black rentb-y) taking a clients$ huge white dick in his juicy nigger butt. It was so immoral... gave me a huge orgasm.

Adeels thick black stubble sent scraping up and my smooth ass crack and against my swollen cummy hole sent shock waves through my body as did his tounge deep in side lapping up Dean's cum. Two fingers from each of his manly hands pried my sphincter apart. "Their's more in there, push it out." I pushed out my rosebud but no cum. "Fuuuck" Adeel sucked on my rosebud then shoved 3 fingers inside knuckle deep. "I'm gonna get those loads out." With his cummy fingers in my mouth I pushed out the remaining cum from my rosebud onto his toungue which he shared with me as we passionately kissed. We made our way to the bedroom and spent ages exploring each others bodies , kissing, chatting, laughing. We had the whole weekend so wide had time to experiment. We took videos and pics of us having sex and sent them to Dean. Half way through the weekend after giving him a full body massage I slewad apart his hairy ass cheeks and buried my face in his hairier asscrack again. He spread his legs further apart and raised his ass and held his ass apart leaving my hands free to tend to his balls. He really verbal, I wasn't as my mouth and toungue were busy. "That feels so good, I want your cock, fuck me" as my thumb was also working his hole. He had never been fucked so I took my time, the journey to fuck him was so hot. I was teasing him and he wanted it so bad. After an hour he took it like a champ. We fell asleep for short while with me spooning him. When we woke up he lubed his hole and my cock and nudged his hole onto my cock but it was too painful for him. We hadn't done any enhancements yet as he wanted to us to enjoy each other sober but he wanted my cock so bad he changed his mind. We blew some clouds and I relaxed his hole with some k and lube. I gave him his first slam and a second load. His T dick really turned him on, as an adult he had never sent it so small and pathetically limp. Itt wasn't that small, still at least 4 inches long and reasonably thick. I was loving this unexpected turn of events. I turned this masculine Arab man into a degraded and humiliated cumdump faggot pig