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9x7 9UssyFFillaNYC looking to breed loose cummy pussy. Hosting in Manhattan M/FTM/F to the front. Long winded and multi cummer if that’s pussy is bomb.
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Hey guys - here's a new story, but it is based on and a continuation of the story "Best Brothers." You don't need to have read Best Brothers to start this one, but it's a great flow! Here's the link to Best Brothers: This story is with special thanks to @BBSwimmerBoy for being such a hot, slutty, sleazy skank and dream brother. One of the main characters is based on you, bro! Enjoy guys! A YOUNG LUST OR FIRST LOVE? Braden wrapped his hand around his hard, throbbing eight-and-a-half inch cut cock, stroking steadily as he closed his eyes and thought back to last weekend. His dick stirred every time he let his mind wander back to being at that club with his brother. How freeing it was to share that night with him, even if he didn’t share all the events of the night. Finally letting his brother see his true self as he was eagerly fucked over and over – all of them using him and needing to cum inside him. Braden never forgetting the smile he saw on his brother’s face when he took the first load of the night. Braden hadn’t had sex in the four days since that beautiful night out. Remembering back to Jonny and Marc. Then remembering when he found his older brother, Ryan, in that dark corner of the bar, both of them in their jock and harness with asses dripping cum. When Ryan slid inside him and fucked his final load of the night into his little brother, it was almost as if… Braden’s dick throbbed, his balls tightened, his mouth opened as he let out a soft moan and his cock exploded. Cum shot all over his smooth teen abs, chest and face. KNOCK ON THE DOOR “Sweetie, you ready to go? You don’t want to miss your flight!” “Yeah mom, I’ll be right out!” Braden stood up, going his bathroom to clean up. He put on a pair of baby blue and pink Pump briefs, tight jeans and a tailored, tight-fitting T-shirt. Washed a bit of cum from his shaggy brown hair and quickly styled it. Grabbed his bags and went down-stairs to meet his mother. As they got into his mom’s Range Rover, Braden thanked her for taking him to the airport since his brother Ryan had to go on a last-minute work trip. Everyone thought Braden was a perfect kid. Eighteen-years old and heading off to UCLA in the fall, he was a preppy, polite swimmer jock with a 4.0 GPA going to college in LA on a scholarship that he didn’t need. He’s been out to everyone since he was 15 and made his parents proud – they constantly bragged about him to all their liberal, elite friends in the Bay area. They did the same with their eldest gay son, Ryan. Both of them were popular, but not interested in the high school drama, having just as many nerd friends as those who were jocks. Ryan played soccer and Braden swam. Braden swam a lot and his lean muscled build and deep blue eyes made it easy for him to have sex. He always knew he was gay, but not being feminine meant the girls still wanted him, a lot. He was always polite when letting them down. Braden’s extreme sex drive was genetically inherited, just like that of his brother. He jerked off every morning, occasionally at school during lunch, and could spend hours edging at night. If he hooked up, it would amp him up, making him even hornier. Even if he came, which wasn’t always the case, he would usually jack off again a couple hours later. Braden kissed his mother goodbye at the airport and caught his flight to Chicago. It was the end of June and he was taking a special trip for a pre-collegiate swim meet. It would be two days of competition for swimmers and divers from colleges all around the country, a handful of Ivy Leagues, some of the Big Ten and Braden easily qualified to go. Northwestern University was hosting. Braden was excited to compete and get to know a couple other incoming freshmen, but what he was really excited about was that after the competition was over on Friday afternoon, it would be Pride in Chicago. He figured everyone would head home that Saturday, but Braden booked a hotel in Boys Town for Saturday and Sunday night. He had met his roommate for the stay Wednesday through Friday night, and he was OK but decidedly straight and a drip. Very little chance Braden would get the room to himself and even less of a chance that his roomie for the trip would go out to the party that Friday night. Apparently, it was traditional for one of the fraternities to host a party the night after the competition finished. Drunken frat boys and incoming freshmen figuring out how they would fit into the college jock tribe. Braden was somewhat excited to go, but what he really couldn’t wait for was Saturday when he could ditch his teammates and explore Boystown. He’d heard it gets pretty wild, especially at the Steamworks bathhouse! The pool was packed. A co-ed event of swimmers and divers made the pool and the two locker rooms very crowded. And it was a hot summer week, so everyone would wear their suits under gym shorts and walk back to the dorms wet, many of them shirtless. Everyone was fit, cocky, and rowdy. Braden’s gaydar was not very well refined, although it was going off quite a bit, along with Grindr and Sniffies. In person, though, he just wasn’t yet confident in mixed settings. He had plenty of sexual experience, with teammates from high school and online hook ups, but he was not versed in navigating new jocks he didn’t know. One guy really caught his eye A. blond-haired, blue-eyed, smooth, high energy and popular swimmer. His name was Nic and he swam the butterfly like a Greek god. Standing about 6 feet tall, the same height as Braden, he had a smile that arrested everyone, and made Braden feel nervous and insecure for the first time in a long time. ***FROM BRADEN*** I grab one of the open showers for a quick rinse. The water cascading over my smooth body and tight fitting speedo combined with the endless sea of horny wet guys in speedos made my dick start to stir. Fuck, I don’t want to bone up here, not really. Every showerhead was running hot water and it was intensely steamy. This locker room had to be designed for maybe a quarter of the guys who were in here right now. I grab my towel and walk over to the sink to dry off. When I pull the towel off my head and open my eyes, there was Nic standing right next to me, drying himself. We both smile at each other. Nic – Fucking crowded in here, isn’t it! Me – I know. It’s crazy. But I can’t complain. Nic – Haha, neither can I. Fuck, is he checking me out. I run my eyes up and down his body. I’m at a loss for words. Nic – You swam really well today. Me – Thanks man, you too. Your fly is pretty fuckin’ incredible. OK, now he’s totally checking me out hard. And he is so hot. Our eyes keep darting back and forth from each other’s bulges and abs to our faces. I adjust my suit a little, just enough to move my semi-hard cock around. Nic gives me a smirk – subtle, but I got it. Nic – Thanks man. Yeah, it is one of my favorite strokes. Me – Yah, gives you killer abs, too. We both laugh a little. He turns to me and sticks his hand out. Nic – My name’s Nic. Me – Hey… I’m Braden. Um…where do you live? We shake hands for a little too long before we let them go. I turn and press my ass to the sink counter and watch Nic finish drying off. Nic – New York. Manhattan. But I’m going to school this fall in Boston. You? Me – Oh cool man. I’m from San Fran, but I’m going to UCLA this fall. Nic grabs his t-shirt and puts it on, although he’s not quite dry. Nic – Oh that’s awesome Man. LA is so much fun. I wish I was going somewhere warm like that. Me – Ah, ha, yeah. Well you can always transfer. What a stupid thing to say. Braden, pull yourself together, I think. Nic laughs just a little, endearingly. Nic – Yeah, maybe. Ya never know. Hey, are you going to the party tonight? I nod as Nic pulls on his running shorts and grabs his stuff. Me – Yeah, I was planning on it. Are you? Nic – Sweet. I’ll see you there. Should be fun. Me – Yeah, cool. I’ll be there. Nic – Cute speedo, Braden. See you tonight. I blush, turning red as I watch Nic walks away. Fuck he is so damn hot. I wanted to grab his dick so bad, right here. I swear, if he wanted to fuck me in front of everyone in this locker room right now, I would gladly take his cock and beg him for it. I grab my shorts and slip them on, grab my shirt and phone and head to the pool deck to find my roommate. As I wait for him, I open Sniffies on my phone. Now that the meet is over, I NEED to get fucked. God I hope one of these guys doesn’t flake. I think back to Nic for a second; I bet he’s on here. Maybe I can find him. Good thing I don’t have too much on my profile. I have a few messages, all just “hi” or “hey.” I shoot back a “looking?” and message a few guys. One twink with a very limited profile and a pic in a speedo really looked like Nic. Might be him. Not much in his profile, though, just a hot pic and a line, “18-year old swimmer looking for fun.” I get distracted by a message from a guy that I hit up yesterday. He’s 31, 6’ 4”, 170 pounds, gay, top. Top – Damn you look hot. If you can get over here soon, we can fuck before I go out tonight. I need to unload so I don’t lose my mind at the club. I look at his location. Nice, he’s not too far. His cock looks amazing. Me – Yeah man, let’s do it. I can be there in an hour. Cool? My roomie, Chris, walks over. He’s such a bore. Good thing he’s nice to look at. We walk back to the dorm. A few of the other guys are getting ready for dinner and Chris is going. I begged off so I could get away for a few hours before the party. Plus I did not want to get ready with Chris around. They head out and I jump in the shower. By the time I’m done, they had gone. I put on a spray of cologne. Grab my red PUMP jockstrap. Tight, low-rise skinny jeans, belt, and a white textured shirt, tight and short cut, going barely going down to my belt. Uber ordered. Grab my bottle of poppers and head out. It’s about a 20-minute ride. Me – I’m on my way. Be there in 20. Top – good. Top – a friend of mine came over early. So he’s here but he’s cool and can leave us alone. Me – oh kinky! The uber stops and I get out at a decent looking apartment building. Door buzzes and I head up. Knock on the door. Top opens and I step in. He’s shirtless in jean shorts. From his body, I figure it’s the same guy but can never be sure, really. Top – Hey man, come in. I’m Tony. That’s Brandon. I look over at a beautiful black man, probably the same age. Built, chillin’ with a beer and a joint. Me – Hey guys. I’m Braden. Top just kinda leans in and kisses me. I respond, pressing into him and kissing back. I run my hand down his abs and grab at his dick through his shorts. He lifts my shirt up and breaks our kiss. I help him out, pulling my shirt up. Top – Fuck yeah, you are a hot little slut aren’t you! Me – Thanks man. You’re hot as hell. You both are. He tosses my shirt on the table. I undo my jeans and open them, sliding them down so I’m only wearing my jock. I grab Top’s dick again, pushing his shorts down and fishing his cock out of his briefs. I drop right to my knees and wrap my lips around his growing cock. Nice big cut fat meat. Brandon stands up and walks over to Top. Brandon – Hey man, we don’t got a lot of time. The others are gonna be here in less than an hour and you still gotta get ready. I bob up n down on this beautiful cock, tasting precum now. I look up at them, listening… Top – well then we better not waste time. He steps away, his cock popping out of my mouth. I stand up and follow him. He bends me over the couch and spreads my ass cheeks. He pushes his mouth and tongue right in, eating out my smooth ass. I moan out, groaning as he works my hole, pushing in and opening me up. I look over at Brandon and smile at him. Nodding. Brandon drops his shorts and pulls out his big black cock, stroking it hard. I open my mouth as he slaps it across my face. I moan and open again. His dick goes right in, pushing down my throat. It tastes so fucking good! I work my tongue along his cock and relax my throat as he pushes in and tries to gag me. I hear Top behind me. Top – Yeah you little slut. Suck that dick. You love cock, don’t ya fag! I just moan, nodding as I sucked off Brandon. I can hear Top fussing around. Then I feel his lubed up fingers press into my ass. Fuck yessss… ‘I hope he wasn’t fussing around with a condom,’ I think to myself. Then I feel his cock press on my hole. I relax, opening my ass to him. Fuck yessss I need this so bad! As his cock pushes into me balls deep, I moan out. Brandon stands up and goes into the kitchen. Me – Ohhh fuck yes, fuck my ass please! Your cock feels amazing. God yes, I’ve needed this so badly! I reach back and feel his bare cock going in and out of me. Top – Yeah Braden, you fuckin slut. You like having my bare cock in you? Me – Fuck yeah, mmmm I love your raw dick fucking my hole so much! I grab the pillow and brace myself as he fucks in and out of me harder. I hear Brandon in the kitchen talking to someone, but I can’t make it out. Top keeps sliding his cock in and out of me. His hands on my hips, slamming hard into me with every thrust. I look up as two new guys walk in and watch. They are chatting and drinking while Top fucks me. I moan so loud as he speeds up. Top – Hell yeah you fucking slut, oh fuck you’re getting me close. God I want to cum in you. You want it bitch? Me – Oh fuck yeah, cum in my ass man. Go ahead. Breed me! Top – Are you sure man? Me – Oh fuck yah, do it. I fuckin’ love it. Brandon – Fuck that’s good, cause I think a few of us will want to have a go at you. Top stiffens, pumping into me, then holds and moans out. His cock spewing cum into me. Me – Ohhhh fuck yeah, breed me man. Let me get all of you ready for your night out. I’ll milk the loads from all of you. Top pulls out and brings his cock around to my face. I quickly and eagerly take his slimy dick into my mouth to suck him clean, moaning as Brandon presses his cock into my hole. I groan out with pleasure as he grabs my hips and starts to speed up quickly, going in hard on my ass. My god it feels so fucking good! A new guy comes over, already stroking his cock as he talks with the other guy. Brandon feels incredible as he speeds up and slaps my ass. I keep sucking on Top. Brandon grabs my hair, jerking my head back. He yells at me, Brandon – Fuck yeah faggot, take my load you fucking slut! Me – Fuck yeah, I moan as he spits in my face and slams into me, unloading balls deep into my hole. While I’m sucking Brandon clean, one of the other guys gets behind me and pushes his cock in. He fucks me, rather plainly and then cums in me. Not immediately, but after a good bit of fucking. Then the fourth guy gets in. He takes his time, long-dicking my ass. I lose track of time taking the last load. We go at it for a while, in a couple positions. He gets off in me while I ride him. Milking his dick, he thrusts up into me and shoots deep inside. The feeling is perfection. There are a few other people in the apartment by now. A couple were girls. Top comes over and asks if I want to hang out with them for the night. Tempting, but I tell him I have another party to go to. As I slid off the guy I was just riding, I take a minute to gather my composure. Top disappears, but Brandon showed me to the bathroom. I clean up as best I can, but I have four loads in me. Fuck. I hope they don’t leak out. I pull my jeans on and wash my face. I go out and Brandon shows me to the door. It’s 10:15, so much later than I thought. I call an Uber to go right to the party. I kinda figured I would probably wind up wearing this to the party. Oh well.
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Part 1 At 18 I heard rumors about a place that catered to poz men and those who were chasing and I never thought it was real. There was a rumor about what guys refered to as a poz carnival and it came around only once a year. It was rumored to be held at a lavish estate owned by the wealthiest man in the town who was rumored to be a poz sex addict and he always opened his doors to those who were poz and who wished to be so he came up with the idea of the poz carnival. Thankfully his estate was deep in the woods so there was no chance of anyone imputing on the festivities and every thing was kept on the hush so that there was no worries about women and children would know about it either just the men who wanted a re charge and those who wanted to be in the life and start the best way possible. I was never sexually active a part from learning to masturbate from porn and the ocasinal finger and objects up my ass so I was inexperienced in the Cummings and goings of sex so to speak. At 18 I stood at 5ft 9 I was your average red headed twink with long bright red hair that was long down to my ass and was kept into a ponytail. My slim body came from the years of just running in my neighborhood and of course I had freckles all over my pale skin. I have been mistaken as a girl so many times growing up and people were shocked when they heard my deep voice to tell the I was a guy and they responded that they were sorry they just assumed with my thin body and my very plump ass that they were going to be with a sexy girl. It turned me on that guys found me sexy even if they got spooked that I turned out to be a guy. I looked online on the few sites only for gay men and found some pictures of the carnival from pas years and was surprised at what I saw. It looked like a normal carnival with games rides food ECT but as expected all I saw on there were gay men of all types walking around naked. There wasn't any kind of man excluded from the carnival so basically if you were old enough to attend and had a cock you were in. There was a link at the top of the photos that read sign up and a link so I clicked the link and was taken to a reservation page for anyone to sign up for the carnival. It read that there was no cost required for it but you did have to show what your status was and attach a recent test result as well. I was getting excited and was breathing heavily because I just got my recent test results back today and it showed negative so I quickly filled out the form to attend and as I read through the form before hitting submit there was a part at the bottom stating that if you were serious about attending that all rules were to be followed and that anyone who was attending and was neg will be 100 percent poz upon leaving. I filled everything out and submitted my results and almost instantly got a response in my email confirming that I would be allowed there and got the time and date for the carnival. It said that it would be in 2 weeks and that it would go on for three days so if I wanted to attend the full three days to bring anything I needed and that there would be accomodations for ones who wanted to stay. I was so excited at this point that my body was shaking and I had to sit there and breath before my body finally calmed down. Another email was sent to me and when I opened it there was a map of the layout for the carnival where the rides and games were going to be as well as some detailed pictures of some of the rides and there was a few marked spots on the map. Those spots had a red biohazard symbol on them and they were designated sex spots if some guys wanted to have some privacy for sex. I looked at some of the pictures of the rides and saw what you would normaly see at a carnival, you had your ferris wheel, spinning rides, a few small coasters, drop rides and I looked closer at them and saw a that any of the seats or spots for a rider to be that they each had a fairly large dildo on them. There was a caption at the bottom of the pictures saying that the riders will have them in their asses wither they are a top or bottom when riding the rides and that made me harder than ever. I looked for a while longer but then decided to head to bed with the thoughts of excitement to cum.
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Hi! This is my first story that I've ever written. I'm not a writer at all and I don't claim to be good at it but I wanted to contribute something to this site. There are probably a ton of typos and grammar mistakes. Feedback and comments appreciated. Definitely a WIP. Part 1: My name is Ian. Just a regular young gay. 5'8. 175 pounds. Very middle of the pack in terms of looks. I'm barely 20 and currently on summer break from college. I'm staying with my parents while I wait for the next Fall semester to begin. I couldn't find a summer job so I'm absolutely broke. No money, no dates, no fun. Before this summer, I've only had sex once in my life, it was while I was away at college last semester. I ended up playing with an older, bearish guy, maybe in his 40s. I guess I have a thing for older men. He was kind of shady but lived close to the campus I studied at. I got really horny one day and he ended up messaging me. We met up at his place and traded blowjobs. He wanted to "put the tip in me" My anxiety flared but I declined and said I had to go. He tried to get me to stay and fool around more but I managed to muster up enough courage to tell him no and leave. That was the extent of my sexual experience. I still think about that moment, what if I let that guy fuck me? Would it have felt amazing? What if he gave me an STI or something? I was too anxious to try anything with anybody else the rest of the semester but sometimes I would think about that encounter when I jerked off. One day, I was bored at my parent's place so I decided to hop on one of the gay apps. I wasn't looking for a hookup, I was just being nosey and I wanted to see who the local gays were around my parent's town. *DING DING* I got a message on the app shortly after logging on. PapaTop was his name. He didn't have his age in his profile or any kind of bio but I'd guess early to mid 60s from his pics. He was a big man, 6'3, 350 pounds. Balding with big sloppy belly that hung out of his tank top in all of his pictures, and wrinkled skin. Big impressive gray beard but if I'm being honest he was not a very handsome man at all. He fit the description of a dirty old man. His first message was a compliment towards me which made me feel obligated to message him back. "You're a handsome boy. How are you?" "Fine." I responded. "How about you?" He immediately responded "Horny. Looking for a hole to unload in. You're my type. Small and easy to throw around, lol" I was kind of shocked about how forward he was but I kinda blushed because someone was giving me a bit of attention. I replied back with "No thanks, I'm fine." I thought that would be the end of the conversation but he immediately sent me a message back that included several pics of his thick dick, a couple of them looked like he had his bare dick halfway inside a few different assholes. He cock had to be at least 7 or 8 inches long, I was a bit surprised. "You sure boy? I want to slide into you deep. I’m all top, I only fuck raw, and I got a lot of dick to give." I didn't respond. I started to feel hot and my cock twitched just a bit but there was no way I was going to hook up with someone who was old enough to be my grandpa. He had a nice cock but you couldn't pay me enough to hook up with him. Later that night, I got into bed and I felt a bit horny from earlier. I was bored of the usual material I used to jerk off with so I picked up my phone and started scrolling through that app again. For some reason I clicked on my messages with PapaTop and reread them. The pictures he sent along with his dirty talk made my dic twitch again.. I thought to myself that maybe I can do a little sexting with him to get a quick nut off. Shouldn't hurt right? I messaged him back. "How deep, Papa?" My cock sprung up thinking about his thick meat sliding into me. A few minutes passed and he messaged me back. "Balls deep, Boy.. I wanna take you to paradise. Boys get addicted my dick after I've bred them." We messaged back and forth for a bit, sharing pics and dirty talk. I was mostly leading him on for mental images to store in the spank bank, I had no intentions on hooking up with this giant troll. I just wanted to use him for a quick nut. I started stroking my dick as we chatted. He started getting very vulgar with his dirty talk. Telling me how I could be his live-in fuck boy. How we could play together all the time, and he'd fuck me good. Make sure I'm charged every night. At the time I didn't understand what being charged meant so I just played along and said "Yeah. That's hot, tell me more Daddy." I started stroking my cock faster. "I want you to come to my house. As soon as you come in, you're going to strip completely naked and put my ass on my face, boy. You're going to get tongue fucked until you're wet amd loose and then daddy is going to fuck you good. Daddy's going to plant his poz seed in your ass and make you my dirty son." Wait, poz seed? I was a bit inexperienced but I knew being poz meant he had HIV. And he wanted to infect me? Make me his dirty son? My thoughts were all over the place but I felt my body starting to tense up as I thought about his "poz seed" filling me up. He messaged me again. "You want that, boy? You want me to own your ass and give you my toxic load? Come over now boy. It's waiting for you." He sent a The mental image of his thick dick, thrashing and twitching inside of my hole came into view. His dick spewing out poison into my guts while he called me his bitch boy. I popped my nut and several ropes of cum blasted across my belly. Suddenly post nut clarity hit me and I felt disgusted. Did I really just cum from the thought of this old man with HIV fucking me? I put my phone down and went to sleep. The next day I woke up to a message from PapaTop "I'm free today. Come service my dick boy, I have a big load for your ass." I cringed and responded that I was busy. He said that he was free all week and he had a special gift for my ass. The idea made my cock twitch but I fought back the urge to entertain him. "Sorry man, I'm tied up all week." He was persistent. He messaged me for the next few days, practically begging me to come over and sit on his cock. I didn't want to block him because our conversations were actually normal and pleasant when he wasn't trying to seduce me. I tried to change the subject as I usually did, I wanted to make him lose interest in fucking me. We had a very mundane chat about his job as an office manager before he retired. He mentioned a couple of stories about dumb boys he managed to lure into his office so he could breed them during his lunch break. He sounded a bit predatory in his stories, almost like he had to trick or coerce most of his partners into having sex with him, given his looks that was understandable. I tried to prevent the conversation from going into sex talk but that seemed to be on the forefront of his mind at all times. Eventually, the conversation started to dry up... until I mentioned that I was getting my degree in IT. "Boy, you never told me you were good with computers. I actually have an old computer that's been giving me problems, can't get the damn thing to work. Maybe you can come over and take a look at it?" I sighed. Ugh, he just wants me to come over so he can fuck me, I'm not that dumb. "Papa, I don't feel comfortable coming over. You're a nice guy but I don't want anything to happen between us. You're poz and you already told me that you only fuck raw. I'm not interested in taking that risk." "Boy, who said anything about sex? I can be civil. Promise. How about I pay you to come over just to look at my busted computer. Maybe we can have a drink and shoot the shit while you're here. It would be nice to have a little company." It sounded like an easy job and the idea of getting paid sounded good to a broke kid like me but there's no way I'm getting lured into that predator's home with promises of cash and booze. I started typing up another response to tell him no thanks but suddenly the thought of his cock stretching my ass and unloading open entered my mind again. A mix of being horny and curious made me reply back with "If it's just business, that should be fine." I felt uneasy about visiting a stranger's home but the danger kind of gave me an adrenaline rush. I thought to myself that I'm a grown man, I can just leave if things start to get weird. I felt my dick twitch hard after we finalized plans for me to visit. "Boy, I think we're going to have a blast. Can't wait to have you."
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My name is John, i'm 24, average height, slim build with soft brown hair and blue eyes, I'm not the best looking guy but I get my fair share of attention. i'd finished university in the summer, split up with my boyfriend and started my graduate job in a large business firm in the city. The company managed product development for major companies and brands so I was thrilled to get a place within such big company. My parents always told me to never turn down an opportunity that could take you somewhere. After working in the office for a few months I quickly got used to the fast pace, that started to creep into every part of my life. After working all week, putting in 50 hours, I was normally exhausted on a Friday night and would just head straight home and masturbate for as long as I could, it had been ages since I'd had sex, with work being so busy. That is however, until I got talked into going to a bar by one of my co-workers. He was married, unhappy about it, and constantly stressed in work. We went to a bar a couple of streets away from the office, It was dark and you would walk past it if you didn't know it was there. It wasn't the sort of place I imagined anyone in work would go to, least of all Mick. We sat at the bar and was served by an overly flirtatious girl, I rolled my eyes now realising why Mick came here; "Not your type then?" Mick asked me "She's certainly not anything I'm looking for." I said, realising i'd probably said too much. "Oh shit, I didn't realise you were gay, don't worry about it my nephew is gay, It doesn't bother me." "I...er... please don't tell anyone in work. It's hard enough being new without them knowing." I pleaded "John... relax, lets have a drink and i'll point you in the direction of the gay bars in the city, you need to try stop thinking about work all the time." We finished our drinks and after Mick had bitched about work and his family we headed out. He told me what train to get and explained where to go from there. I thanked him for the drink and told him I'd see him on Monday. Little did I know what was coming. I took the train to a part of the city I'd never been to before, walked the short distance and found a few bars with guys hanging around outside smoking. I walked into the bar with the least amount of guys hanging around outside, hopefully it meant the bar was quieter. I just wanted a couple of drinks and maybe a dance-floor fumble, I was still exhausted and hadn't prepared for any kind of sex, my pubes hadn't been trimmed for weeks and my ass wasn't clean. I grabbed a drink and found a stool at a table in the corner of a small but open bar and dance floor area. It was inoffensive and there was an okay selection of guys. Mostly in their 30's and upwards but I didn't mind a slightly mature guy. They tended to be less pushy. After nursing my drink for about 10 minutes or so a guy sat down across from me. He was in his late 40's, maybe. Good hair, perfect smile and from what I could see he kept himself in shape. It was his crisp white shirt that first caught my eye. "Hey, I'm Tom." It took me a minute to register what he said, I was lost in his bright blue eyes. "I'm John" I mumbled out, I couldn't stop looking into his eyes. "Are you here by yourself?" He asked, breaking our gaze and looking around the room. Once I regained my composure I smiled at him. "I've just came from work and was just looking for a quick drink, I'm not looking for anything else tonight." "You're a bit presumptive kid" he said laughing "How about I buy you one more drink, and then once we've chatted a bit you can try turn down my sexual advances then" He smirked at me and his blue eyes narrowed in a dangerous way, he turned for the bar and I found myself just sitting there. I wasn't normally as direct with guys, but there was something about Tom that made me feel slightly scared, even if my cock was growing in my briefs. Tom came back with two drinks, he handed mine over and I took a few long sips, trying to avoid conversation. "Sorry it took a while, I bumped into a few friends at the bar.... so, I'm guessing you're not from around here?" "I just moved to the city after I graduated, I got a job in the city. A friend told me about here, tonight, I thought I'd come take a look, I've not been out much since I moved." I quickly finished the rest of my drink, completely embarrassed by how pathetic I sounded. We chatted for another half hour or so, my cock stayed hard the entire time. I told him about myself, where I grew up, what I studied, how I've only had one boyfriend at Uni and how I hadn't had sex since we split up. He just sat there the entire time staring into my eyes, I realised I hadn't asked him anything about himself. "Sorry Tom I've not even asked you anything about yourself." "Don't worry about me, I find you very interesting. How did you and your ex have sex?" I was surprised, I wasn't expecting such a blunt question, I guessed it was only fair after our conversation earlier. "Well...I'm versatile, but I mostly fucked him" I said timidly "You cum in his ass boy?" "I...eh...no, we only played safe, the condom broke once, but we stopped." I was surprised at myself for telling this stranger about me and my ex's sex life. "I'm sorry Tom, I really should be going home, thank you for the drink." I stood up and turned towards the door. Tom stood as quickly as I had. He was six foot, and his chest and arms looked very buff. I glanced at his crotch too and he had a nice bulge under his black suit trousers. "Wow kid, slow down, just asking you some friendly questions. If you insist on leaving, at least let me walk you back to the train station. It's easy to get a bit disorientated in this part of town." I let him walk me down the street towards the train station, the fresh air must have gone to my head, I was beginning to feel a bit dizzy and my vision was getting blurry. I felt Toms' arm around my waist holding me up, we turned a corner. I didn't remember walking this much when I first got off the train. "Whats happening...I don't feel right" I mumbled finding it harder to walk now. "Shhh...Not much farther, my car is park just over here. You must have had too much to drink...." Tom said with a wicked smile, although I couldn't see it. We walked a bit further and I heard the sound of a car door being opened, I felt myself being laid across the back seat, too limp to say no. While lying there with my eyes closed I could hear mumbled voices outside of the car, I think I heard Tom say; "I'm going to claim him first, I'll text you when he's ready"
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This happened about a month ago, I am a freshman in college and I have heard of a few cruising spots on campus which really piqued my interest. One of them was in the Student Union bathrooms in the basement area and the other was actually the showers beside the area called the ‘Chill Spot’ that a lot of students hung out at. So one Friday afternoon, I decided to head to the basement bathrooms first, after my lecture around 4pm. I was really nervous since it was my first time cruising, but also I was excited. I sported a half-hard cock most of the day. I prepped beforehand just in case I was gonna be fucking, and wore a jockstrap underneath my sweatpants. I took the elevator down to the basement which really had a few empty classrooms, a lecture hall and the bathrooms at the end of the hall. there was basically no one there from what it could tell except for a few girls in one of the rooms talking and studying. I entered the mens washroom, and went into the middle stall. I sat down on the toilet and just went on my phone for a bit seeing if anything would happen. For a while nothing happened, until the guy in the stall to the right of me knelt down and presented his cock underneath the dividing wall into my stall. I could not believe it, it was a nice 8 inch throbbing white dick with a really cool biohazard+ tattoo just above his shaved cock. I slowly got on my knees and started stroking it slowly, gradually speeding up my pace. the guy started humping my fist which really turned me on and I heard him whisper “suck my dick”. Without thinking I wrapped my lips around his cock and started sucking his thick cock like I had been deprived of cock for months. He started moaning really quietly which got me so horny. I sucked and licked his big balls, while going back and licking his thick shaft and head. He was leaking a lot of precum and it was making a small puddle on the cold bathroom floor. I couldn't believe I was sucking a stranger's cock in my college's bathroom. Anyway I continued sucking his dick until i heard him whisper lemme fuck your ass you slut, and in the heat of the moment I whispered back, “yes daddy”. I turned around and dropped my sweatpants off. I squatted down and stuck my big ass underneath the divider. I felt his hands squeeze my ass. He whispered “goddamn baby you have such a nice ass” and slid a finger into my tight hole. I wasn't expecting that and I let out a soft moan, breaking the silence in the quiet washroom. I really hoped no one else would come in while this guy was about to fuck my ass. He started fingering me faster before I whispered “I want your cock in me daddy”. Without any hesitation I heard him spit on his throbbing cock and then I felt his head right at my wet boy hole.Ii heard him say “you want this poz dick in you?”. I wasn’t sure i heard him right, but before I could reply he slid his thick tainted cock into my ass, and I let out a moan that echoed in the washroom. He started fucking my ass with long strokes while I was on my hands and knees telling him to go faster. Within 5 minutes I couldn't take it anymore and started cumming all over the bathroom floor, and that made him shoot his cum in my ass. I quickly got up, put my pants on and left the bathroom in a haze of shame and feeling like the biggest slut on campus. I sat in my dorm room an hour later looking up what ‘poz” meant and doing image searches on bio-hazard tattoos. I slid in my butt plug to keep his load in me and jerked off twice to some really hot verbal poz videos while planning my next cruising trip on campus.
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The Hitch-Hiker (Part 1 – Daniel) It was in late fall. I was driving down the interstate without a route in my mind, without any directions. I was looking for the right guy. He shouldn’t be too tall as I liked my toys around 170 cm. Not taller. He should be skinny as I want to be able to move his body around when we are in action. He should be young, preferably a twink with no body hair at all. While 18 years would be great, certainly no one older than 21. It was around 6:00 PM and it was getting dark already and so I chose to close the books for today and head home, when I saw a blonde angel sitting on his huge backpack at the side of the road and holding a handwritten sign with the single word '‘Portland’. I slowed my car down and slid the window down on the passenger’s seat. “Hey there,” the guy said politely, adding “Going north…. ?” He looked very tired. “Well, I can give you a ride for a while, though I won’t drive to Portland,” I explained. “That’s rocking. Any distance will help," he replied, not moving from the passenger’s side, presumably awaiting my instructions. I got out of my car and, opening the trunk of my car, said "Here, put your backpack in here, and then hop into the car." He turned to his backpack. I could feel my cock growing while he was bending down and trying to lift it from the ground. His tight blue jeans showed slipped down a bit and showed part of his ass. I wanted to rip his clothes off right then and there, but instead I helped him lift the stuff into my trunk. After we both got into the car and fastened our seatbelts I started the engine and we drove off. “What’s your name?” I asked. “Daniel. And yours?" “My friends call me 'Scorpion',” I replied with a grin. He chuckled, saying "I like that," as he added "“Nice to meet you, Scorpion and thanks for giving me a ride.” He gave me a broad smile, flashing his perfect set of teeth. “How long had you been waiting on the side of the road?" “Man, forever, it seems. I had trouble with my girlfriend. We had a huge fight and then she kicked me out of the car, the stupid bitch,” he complained. “Yeah, I know what you mean. I am slightly older than you, but women can be bitches in all decades.” “Well, thanks to you, at least I'm one step closer to getting home," he commented. “Living still at home with your parents?” I asked. Daniel nodded. We kept on talking for a while. Daniel mentioned me he had just celebrated his 18th birthday with the slut of his girlfriend and now he was heading home from this bad vacation. “Would you hand me the water bottle from the back seat?” I asked him suddenly. “Sure” he replied and unfastened his seat belt trying to fetch my bottle from the seat behind. That way I could almost smell his ass cunt, and, as the seat of his jeans slid down, the upper reaches of his butt cheeks were clearly visible. Having retrieved the bottle,he turned around and gave me the water. “You’re thirsty?” I asked. He nodded but told me, that his bottle was in the backpack and that one was in the trunk. I suggested he look around, that there should be another bottle some where in the back seat. I knew there was one left, since I had spiked it with GHB. Again Daniel made his way to show me the moon. My cock was already bulging out dangerously. He opened the water bottle and didn’t seem to register that he didn’t hear the obvious ‘click’ from a sealed bottle. He swallowed a few sips and we continued talking casually. I started to drink from my water bottle again and animated Daniel to drink some more water too. After a while I realized, that Daniel was getting sleepy I slowed down the car speed. It appeared he had drunk about half of the bottle of spiked water. I wanted him to be conscious, but helpless. I hoped he didn’t drink too much. The open bottle in his hand dropped to his crotch and spilled on his jeans. I pulled over into an apparently little used parking lot and stopped the car. There were no other cars in sight. I grabbed the bottle out of the boy's crotch and asked him if he was okay. He wasn’t barely even able to open his eyes, but he saw the mess he produced. “Oh no…. I am sorry mate….. I am just so tired. I don’t know what…..” he mumbled. “No big deal” I replied and added, that it was only water. Still I told him I needed to dry the mess, since the water was already reaching his seat. He nodded solemnly, but didn’t reply and so I took a hand towel I had deliberately placed on the driving console, and wiped Daniel’s crotch, giving his dick a good groping. He moaned and tried to focus on me, but was not able to show great resistance. “Spread your legs, so I can reach the seat” I instructed him. He did, but I didn’t care about the seat. I was, however, very interested in the guy's crotch. It was time. I threw the towel aside and massaged Daniel’s dick unashamedly through his jeans and started opening his buttons. He moaned softly, but didn’t open his eyes anymore. “Got you,” I murmured as I turned back and re-started the engine. I wanted to reach the nearest possible abandoned place, and, as I knew the area very well, I already had a good spot in mind. I glanced at my drowsing new toy and thought ‘The Scorpion is about to sting again'.
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I had always been the normal kid in school - swam for the team, got halfway decent grades, but not too decent, and came from a good family. My parents were divorced, and since my dad had to work full time, he didn't have as much time to spend on me that my friends got. Sometimes, when money was tight, I had to help around to make ends meet - it didn't happen that often. But luckily, the way to make ends meet wasn't too bad! I just dropped off packages at my dad's friends place - and helped him a little bit around the house. My dad's friend - Eric, was tall, about 6'2", with blonde/red hair - about 52 years old, a little bit of a belly, but definitely not fat - he was probably about 210 pounds. For the jobs he wanted me to do - no cleaning or anything, but moving stuff around the house, helping with his projects in his garage. I did this all through high school, and towards the end of it, my senior year, Eric started acting a little different. He would be slower to respond to questions, would catch him staring at my body when I was shirtless helping him move things. I had gotten faster at swimming, and my body was showing for it. I was about 5'10" and 140 pounds, and had a decent set of muscle on me. One time, he asked me to come over to drop something off and help move some of his tools around. The back way into his house (that he preferred I take) had a set of stairs that came up, past the bathroom, and into his work area. When I went up the stairs, I called to him and didn't hear him. I walked past the bathroom and the door was wide open, and there was Eric, pissing into the toilet. I was shocked, I had never seen a grown man peeing like that. His reddish bush, and his cock, just dangling down there, it was way bigger than mine, And he had a huge set of balls dangling outside his underwear waistband - way bigger than I had seen in any of the porn I watch. I immediately blushed and looked away. I heard Eric's deep voice: "Ah sorry kid, I had just started pissing when you walked in and I couldn't bring myself to stop, I usually keep the doors open around here since it's just me" I was embarrassed, but confused - I could feel my cock getting stiff. Any longer and it would be obvious. Eric kept pissing - I kept my head down, but didn't move out of the line of sight. I stole a glance at his cock - I couldn't help it! Eric made eye contact with me directly, he had never taken his eyes off me. He just let out a small smirk. He finished pissing - and I noticed his cock was bigger than when he started. He shook it with his hand to get the droplets off and then tucked it back into his pants. "Thanks for humoring me kid - now, why don't you help me move these tools like you said you would". I nodded quickly. The rest of the visit went as expected - but I couldn't help but feel Eric's attitude towards me had changed - and he was looking at me for longer. When I went home, I immediately got hard again thinking about the days events and had to go rub one out. I had never cum so hard in my life! ** About a week went by and Eric called me up again, saying he needed help grabbing some boxes from the attic. I got hard on the phone talking to him - I was stammering. I told him I could be over later that day, after school. School had finished, and I walked the couple of blocks over to Eric's house. I called out to him as I went up the back steps, and I saw the boxes sitting on the table. He gave me a big smile and helped me move the first one in the attic, showed me where they needed to be moved. And then he said "Ah, gonna take a break from this and go take a piss real quick. Be right back." He walked over to the bathroom, and went in, but left the door open. My curiosity was bursting. I put down the box, and tiptoed quietly over, hoping to sneak a peek of that beautiful cock again. As my face broke the line of sight of the door, I saw Eric there, pants at his knees, hand on his cock, standing over the toilet - but he wasn't pissing. "I thought I saw you looking last time - you like what you see boy?" He very gently shook his cock, and his dangling cock and balls swayed from side to side, before resting back on the waistband of his underwear. I couldn't even think, couldn't breathe. All I could think was to look at him and quickly nod. "That's what I thought. Why don't you come over here and take a closer look?" I nervously stepped over, I had forgotten the muscle memory of how to walk, and it was an awkward approach. I made it about 3 feet from him. "Why don't you come stand right next to me boy?" I took another couple of steps. I was standing right next to him, but perpendicular to him - both of us right next to the toilet. Him, facing towards it. "That's it, isn't that better? Why don't you show me yours too? Only polite." My cock was so stiff, and I could see his was getting bigger, but he wasn't as hard as me. I pulled my cock out, and it sprung into place I said: "Yours is much bigger than mine Eric, way bigger than the boys I have seen in the locker room." "Yep I have heard that a couple of times for sure, it does the job if you know what I mean", he let out a gentle chuckle. "Why don't you get down there on your knees so you can get a really good look at it. You ever seen a pair of balls this big?" I was confused and didn't know what to do, I hesitated - and I felt him gently put his hands on my shoulder and push me to my knees. Now his big cock was right at my eye level, and his glorious bush accenting it. "There you go, isn't that better?" He exclaimed, while he gently shook his cock. I was rock hard, and I reached down to touch myself. Right as I made contact with my cock, he said, "Whew man, I really have to piss though, hold on." He grabbed his cock, and I heard the air leaving his nose as he focused on the task at hand. He aimed his cock at the toilet and I saw his cock, right at my eye level - a small stream started coming out his cock - and then immediately grew to a bigger stream. I've never pissed that hard, the only thing I could compare it to was the horses in the field on my way to school. He let out a big sigh, "Ah, that's it." He noticed me salivating with my jaw half open, unable to contain my lust. All of a sudden his cock stopped pissing. He looked down at me. "Open up your mouth boy, if you want a really close look at what a mans cock is like". I involuntarily opened my mouth even more, and he smiled. He slowly moved his still-dripping cockhead over to me. "Even wider boy". I opened wider. He slowly inserted his big cockhead into my mouth. "That's it, good boy. Now stay still." I could feel and see his cock start to swell again - and all of a sudden I realized he was filling my mouth with piss! I was in such shock, that I backed up, and spit it out, and some got all over my shirt in the process. I could see his face - angry, disappointed - eyebrows furrowed. "Let me be clear boy - if you don't do exactly what I tell you to do, I'm gonna tell your whole family and all of your friends what a faggot you are. Now take off that shirt and open wide again." I nodded, fear in my eyes. I took off my shirt, sat back down on my knees, and opened my mouth. "Good boy. Now this time, you're gonna take what I give you - swallow boy." He put his cockhead back in my mouth, but a little further in this time. I could see his eyebrows narrow as he focused on the task at hand, and his cock started to swell as he flooded my mouth with piss. "Put your lips around my cock and swallow boy" I did as he told - and swallowed as fast as I could. It felt like eternity. Then I felt the stream slowing, and I looked up at his face and he had a big grin. "That's it boy, I knew you had it in you! Now, you ever sucked a cock before?" I gently shook my head no, and his cock fell out of my mouth. I said, "No, but I have seen it in porn a bunch of times." "Well open up boy, because you're my cocksucker now." He shook his now almost completely hard cock - it must have been around 8,5 inches with a big cock head. And man, those balls were impossible to miss. He inserted his cock into my mouth, but much deeper this time. "That's it boy, now suck." I sucked like my life depended on it, but I could tell I wasn't very good. My teeth scratched his cock a couple of times, and I could hear him getting mad. He pulled his cock out of my mouth, and I saw a big string of spit follow it. "I tell you what boy, I'm blowing my load one way or the other tonight. And if you can't get me off with your mouth, I'm gonna use one of your other holes to blow my load - you got it?" "Here, feel this." He grabbed my hand, and cupped the underside of his balls. They felt heavy, and big. "I got a 5-day load waiting for you boy, now get to work." I jumped back on his cock and I tried sucking as best I could. He was enjoying it at first, but then I could hear his disappointment come out in his grunts. "That's it boy, that was your last chance, get over on the bed." He grabbed me by the hand, pulled my pants all the way off, and then pushed me onto the bed. Then, he put me on all fours, and then pulled my ass down so it was hanging just over the edge of the bed. "Fuck, you got a nice hole boy. Nice and pink, it looks tight - you ever been fucked before?" I fearfully shook my head no. "Well did they teach you about fucking yet?" I slowly nodded yes. "Good, so you know what's coming." As he swooped in and tongued my hole, I involuntarily moaned. His tongue was putting such a hot, deep, wet pressure on my hole - I had never felt anything like it before. He took a breath - "I like to lick all my girls before I creampie them. You know what a creampie is boy?" I shook my head no. "It's how men get women pregnant. And guess what boy - I'm gonna get you pregnant today. You remember how full my balls felt? Well I'm gonna dump my big load in your tight ass." He stood up, and pointed his big cock head at my hole and gently pushed. That thing was not budging, but I could feel the intense pressure. He spit on my hole and put even more pressure this time. I could feel my hole giving way to his big cock head as it pushed past the outer sphincter. I screamed in pain, and he sighed in pleasure, and then he stood there for a second. "Ah, fuck boy - you do have a tight ass, man it's nice." I begged him to take it out, and to my surprise, he did. But he went over to his bedside table and grabbed two bottles, one big and one small. I realized he was lubing up his cock - and then he put lube all over my hole. "Get up boy, get on all fours with your head at the head of my bed." He moved the pillows out of the way, and I moved. "Here, try this" - he put a bottle under my nose, it smelled strong. "Inhale deep boy". I did as I was told, and my whole body went numb - I couldn't feel anything and I somewhat gently relaxed on all fours. When I started regaining my senses, I realized that he had handcuffed my hands to the headboard of the bed - both of them. "That's it boy, you're mine now. Take another hit of poppers" He held the bottle to my nose and I inhaled, This time, I could feel an immense pressure as he shoved his cockhead back in, and then slowly pushed his cock all the way in. I felt like I was being split in two! "Fuck, that's it boy - take my cock." He slowly started pumping in and out, his thick cock stretching me out. "Damn boy, that tight ass has me close to cumming earlier than I want, I have to slow down" He stopped pumping while fully inside of me. And then he leaned down in my ears and whispered: "You learned how girls get pregnant from sex ed, yeah? Well boys get pregnant a different way. See, I've got HIV, and soon you're gonna get a huge load of my thick cum coating the walls of your boy pussy? You ready for it boy?" I screamed no, and tried to get away. "It's no use, I've got you cuffed solid boy" as he put his full weight on my hips to hold me down on all fours. He slowly started pumping again, I could feel how much harder he was this time. "Oh that's it boy, keep fighting it, you're gonna work up a big load out of me". He picked up speed. "I've got a particularly virulent strain of HIV boy - once you get my load of poz cum in you, you're gonna be poz too. That's what I mean by getting you pregnant boy. You want to know what it feels like when a real man is getting you pregnant?" I screamed out again, but he pushed my face into the pillow. His breath shortened, his strokes shortened, and he started thrusting harder, faster. "Well you don't have a choice boy - get ready, because here it comes!" he held my ass down on his cock with all his might, and I could feel his cock erupting in my hole - spurt after spurt after spurt, the pressure in my ass increasing because of all the cum. "Ahhhhhh fuck yeah, love getting a tight pussy pregnant. Fuck. Now im gonna rest here a bit and make sure my swimmers take hold - you're gonna think of my face when you get that positive result." He pulled my hand to his balls, and I could feel them still pulsing, heavy and big. He stayed there deep in my ass, and I was in shock, didn't know what to do. After about 2 minutes, I could feel his cock getting smaller, and he pulled out of me. "Good boy, I always knew you were a faggot." He uncuffed me and let me go. "Oh would you look at that! You came all over my sheets - I guess you liked that after all boy." End of Part 1
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This is a fictional story based on a few real life things. It'd dedicated to PartyandBreed -- I wrote this just for him. ***************************************************************** I always fucked or got fucked bareback and when BBRT came along it facilitated that itch in a mostly easy manner. At first I only hooked up with men who listed their status as negative because, years before PrEP, I didn’t want to become infected, but being a dedicated barebacker, and having a filthy mind, led me to consider HIV+ top men when I was horny. Even so, I still was not quite ready to take that step. I started using the breeding.zone website a bit later. I was mostly lurking, reading stories, adding the occasional comment until I decided I wanted to add something to the 'Bug Chasing' fiction section. I wrote “Cody’s Return” (which evolved into “Cody’s Bareback Adventures”) and the flood of years of depravity in my mind rushed out, including plenty of things I have never done and will likely never do. I was horny and the culmination of every porn scene, every dirty story, and every sex club I’d ever been to all culminated into characters and a story of things I get off on (mostly bug chasing, incest, piss). Suddenly my profile got a lot more attention and my inbox grew. I continued the stories later writing “Kevin Is HIV+” (a still ongoing story on this site). I heard from guys who loved what I wrote, some with suggestions, and others just loving the spank material. More than one of them I wanted poz cock from, if they were ever local. By the time I began writing these stories any fear of being HIV+ or taking cum from HIV+ men was gone and I was full on bug chasing and writing about things I actively wanted to do. A hot member named PandB messaged me and said he wants me and him to act out some of the fuck scenes from my stories. He said he’s not on meds and that he’d love to be the guy that infects me. With all of those stories, and several filthy messages, we agreed it’s what we both wanted to do. I wanted him to infect me, converting me into a HIV-positive bottom, and he wanted to do it … we’d tell each other this over and over several times over the course of a few months while planning for him to visit. He doesn’t live that far from me, but my life has been busy so we finally agreed to meet on a weekend after things calmed down when it’s convenient for both of us. He drove to my house and I let him in, we hugged, we looked at each other and things got very quiet for a moment. A smile crossed his face, a smile crossed my face and in that moment we both knew I’d have his cum inside me before we did anything else. I showed him around the house, and when we got to my bedroom he unceremoniously pushed me on the bed in a show of confidence, leaned down over me giving me a deep kiss, then, when the kiss was broken, he asked "Why aren’t you naked?” I pushed off my shoes and stripped off my clothing. Although he gave me another quick kiss, I'd estimate he had shed his clothing - his glasses, shirt shoes, socks, trousers, in three second flat, the entire time staring at me. Young guys are so fun and eager. At this point my cock was raging. We had talked at length about what we both wanted and needed. There was really no reason to talk anymore; he was here and we were going to fuck. That was it. He looked into my night stand but it was empty. “Lube?” he asked. “Bathroom, top drawer.” He grabs the Gun Oil and by this time I was naked, on all fours on the bed. “Get on your back,” he instructed as he lubed cock. 'Fuck yeah', I thought. I had thought he might want it doggie, but my favorite way to be fucked is on my back, legs up, especially if the guy fucking me is poz as I love seeing the face of a poz guy as he enjoys my hole. No sooner was I in position than I felt PandB's hands working some of the lube into my hole. He climbed onto the bed, looking at me, and pushing my legs back so they rested on his shoulders. Then he looked down at my ass, lining up his cock, I could feel his cock head slide around, and when his head penetrated my hole, and involuntary "Ahhhhhhh, go slow, aahhhh,” escaped my lips. PandB leaned forward, a smirk on his lips as his cock slowly sunk into my tight neg ass. “Ohhhh…. Ahhhhh … feels good,” he remarked. I couldn't take my eyes off his. “Yessss," he hissed in pleasure. This continued until his nuts were resting on my ass. “That’s all of it, dude. Now you've got an eight inch poz cock in your ass.” "An unmedicated poz cock,” I added, giving his cock a squeeze and a playful look. "Yup. Unmedicated,” and giving a push to emphasize the words, “Poz cock.” His cock lodged inside my ass, we made out. While I really, really wanted him to fuck me, and I was definitely ready as I was horned-up and absolutely wanted it, but but I also love being kissed. He held himself a bit more erect, my legs anchored on his shoulders, and rode my tight hole. I don’t get fucked enough and I imagine the friction on his cock told him as much. We stared directly into each other’s eyes. We had talked for months about what it will be like when we hooked up, what it would be like when he fucked me bareback, and how much he got off on the thought of infecting neg bottoms – especially when the bottom begs for it. I finally blurted out, “Fuck me man … I want your poz load inside me,” somehow sensing that he'd understand how desperate I was to have his poz cum inside my body He doesn’t say a word he just looks at me with a grin that says, “yeah fucker … you’re gonna take as much poz cum as I give you, I want you poz”. His eyes close a moment as he slowly fucks me and a moan escapes his lips, “Yes …. Fuck yes…. Been waiting for this”, “Me too man”. He fucks me like that for a good 10 minutes, not a lot of talking just the sounds of his cock and balls using my ass, but we know what we both want him to do and that mental connection is enough to keep thinks hot and heavy. When he leaves and drives back home I know we both want the HIV in his cum to have made its way into my bloodstream so that the next time I test I will get a positive result. Just thinking that he wants this as much as I do really makes me hard. Finally I feel I need to state that I want that first load, and I start talking filthy, “Fuck yea dude … you’re gonna fucking infect my neg ass, gonna give it to me, fuck me the way you did that guy told me about … convert me like you did him”, “Yes, yes … ohhhhhhhhhh fuck yes”. I just keep egging him on and on using my ass muscles to squeeze his cock on the outstroke while saying nasty things I know will make him need to cum. His face is sweating against my hairy leg and we’re both working him towards an orgasm that’s been several months in the making. My cock is leaking tons of precum now but I rarely cum during sex and being a bottom I want all of the attention focused on his cock and anything that makes him nut. “I want it PandB … I want your poz virus in me, … fucking infect me”, “Yeah … yeah”, he doesn’t say much. He’s sweating, the room is warm, and I know he’s focused entirely on using my ass as a receptacle for that unmedicated poz load. I’m pretty sure we’re going to do this 10 more times over the course of the weekend, but right now I just need his cum inside me so I can carry around his bug while we watch tv, kiss, cuddle and goof off. Also, the longer his load is in me, the more likely it’ll be absorbed into my body, and I’ll end up HIV-positive. “I want this dude … I want to be poz like you … I want to be poz”, that sets him off, “Hot fucker!! I’m gonna breed that neg ass … Gonna fuck it, breed it, and when I’m gone I guarantee you, you WILL be infected with HIV”. Then I hear the orgasm coming, “Uhhhhhhh… ohhhhhh god,…. Oh fuck, I’m close … I’m close”, I use that to squeeze down on his cock harder, “You want this”, “Fuck yeah I do”, “You want it … you wa…. UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH OH FUCK !!!! OH FUCK !!!!!”, and his first load of poz cum is squirting into my ass. “Fuck! Give me that poz … “, but he cuts me off, “FUCK FUCK….. OH FUCK I’m cummmming so hard babe”. The rest of weekend went much the same, I took 12 more loads from him (gotta love youth). I messaged him on the 9th day after that weekend; I had the flu. I felt shitty but he had no sympathy for me. He told me it was fucking hot and exciting that we’d had sex and now I was sick. He said I was a bottom who barebacked and I deserved this for letting him cum inside me. I knew he was right, but I also knew I wouldn’t get hard over it until I got to feeling better.
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This story is pure fiction but has some elements taken from my experiences. A little about me. I am a 50 year-old guy that has been married to a woman for several years. Our sex life consists of being together once or twice a month (at max). I am a super horny guy and I end up jerking off several times a week. Even though I am married to a woman, I love submitting to men and letting dominant tops use my fuckholes. I rarely get a chance to hookup because my wife is almost always around. Even when she goes out with her friends, it is generally for a short period of time and my area is horrible to find tops. My main focus for jerking off is bb porn, popperbating, hypno videos, etc. Finding sites like breeding.zone got me into poz/neg play. I got hooked on the stories and many times wished it were me. Like many others, when I hooked up, I started looking for neg tops that were on prep. Eventually, I pursued poz undetectable tops. I had thought about going to the next stage (detectable tops) but didn't have the courage even though I found the stories to be very hot. Once or twice a year I end up travelling for work by myself which allowed me the chance to play. The time had come and work decided that I should go to Chicago. I immediately looked on bbrt for tops and reached out to a bunch of neg and undetectable tops with limited responses. As the days passed, I found that there was a cumunion while I was there. I had been to bathhouses before but never been to a cumunion. I would keep that in mind if I strike out with tops. I made sure I secretly packed my portable douching kit, jock, poppers, and lube in my suitcase. I was ready to travel. Finally, the day arrived and I flew to Chicago. On the ride from the airport to the hotel, I hopped on grindr, sniffies, and bbrt looking to see who was around and saw some decent prospects. I got to the hotel, checked in, and took out my play gear. I started watching some poppers vids, did poppers, and started douching. I wanted to be ready to play on my first night just in case. Early evening arrived and I called the wife to let her know that everything went well and that I would be watching tv and getting ready for work tomorrow. The entire time I was talking with her, I was checking the apps. I saw a guy on grindr that looked interesting. A simple pic of his hairy chest with just "top breeder" in his profile. I got off the phone with the wife and sent him a message. "You looking for a sub btm tonight?" I waited for several minutes and didn't get a reply. I figured he wasn't interested so I kept looking. Then the response came. "Yes boy. Pics?" he responded. I sent back my standard pics of my hairy chest, me in doggie position, and my face pic. He responded with pics of his face and cock. He looked rugged and attractive and his cock looked great. Nice size and looked like it would breed me great. I sent him back a message telling him how hot he was. He had a simple response. "Location?" I responded by telling him the hotel I was staying at. He responded that he would be here in 30 mins. I did another quick douche to make sure I was fully ready and did a bunch of poppers. I went back to bbrt and saw a profile with the same chest pic. I checked it and it was also very simple. It simply said "top breeder". I checked his status and it said "Ask me." I saw that and made me nervous. I sent him a message on grindr. "Found your profile on bbrt, Sir. What is your status? I'm neg and never been on prep." He responded "Don't worry boy. You will be fine. Hit your poppers while you are waiting for me." I hit the poppers a bunch of times and got even hornier. A new message popped up on grindr. "I am in the lobby. Room number?" "I am in room 431, Sir" "OK. Keep the lights on but dimmed a bit. Be naked except for a jock if you have one and be ready to answer the door." "Yes Sir." "Good boy." I turned off some of the lights. My heart was pounding out of my chest. I had the lube and poppers on the night table and had another bottle of poppers in my hand. I waited by the door for what seemed like forever. Was I getting stiffed? Wouldn't be the first time. Then I heard it. Footsteps in the hall and a knock on the door. I looked out the peephole and saw the guy from grindr. I opened the door and stood behind it as he walked in. I closed it behind him and locked it. "Good evening boy. On your knees." I immediately got on my knees with my head down. He slid his pants down and his cock sprang out and he immediately had it in my face. "What are you waiting for? Start sucking." "Yes Sir" is all that I could say. I immediately looked up at his cock. It was already hard and looked like it was about 7" long and a nice thickness. Not too thick and not too thin. His cock ring had his cock really tight and it looked angry. I immediately opened my mouth and took his cock into my mouth. It was musky but tasted so good. It felt like steel. I felt hands on the back of my head. He didn't fuck my face but just held them there so I knew he had control and to make sure I didn't pull off his cock. I kept sucking and gagged but he remained patient. He pulled his cock out of my mouth and told me to lick his precum. I stuck out my tongue and lapped up his precum. It was salty and sweet. "Good boy. Now go over to the bed. Lay on your back with your head at the edge. I want to get into your throat a little." I crawled over to the bed and got up in the position that he asked. He walked over to me and told me to get closer to the edge. My head started to hang off the edge. I felt his hands reach under and support my neck. Then, his cock was in my face again. He slid a little further and rested his balls on my mouth. I immediately started kissing and licking his heavy balls. He moaned which made me even more excited. He pulled back slightly and held his cock on my lips. "Open your mouth, boy." I opened and he let my head drop a little to line up his cock with my open mouth. He pushed the head in slightly and held it there. "More going in, boy. Just relax." He slowly pushed in. His cock kept going in. I was starting to panic a little. He sensed it and backed off a little. "It's ok boy, just relax. I just want to feel your throat." He stayed still and then started to push in again. I focused my mind on bringing him pleasure and relaxing. Slowly he pushed and before I knew it, my lips were touching the cock ring. "Good boy" is all that he said before withdrawing a little and pushing again. He slowly and gently fucked my throat. I gagged and he pulled out. "It's ok boy. You are doing good. Let's try again." I opened my mouth and he slowly pushed his cock in until he was in my throat again. Again, he withdrew and pushed in and started to fuck my mouth and throat again. I tried to stay calm but the anxiety started to build again. He sensed it and withdrew again. "You did well boy but it's time for the main act. Get up on the bed and in doggie. Head down. Ass up." I turned over and got into position. I felt him behind me. His strong legs against mine. He put his cock in my crack and left it there. "Ok boy. I want you to do a bunch of poppers. Hit them when I tell you to him them. Hold them when I tell you to hold them. Alternate nostrils." "Yes Sir." "Ok boy. Hit." I did a hit in my left nostril. "Hit. Hit. Hit. Hit. Hit. Hold" I hit each time making sure I alternated nostrils. Each time I hit, he rubbed his cock through my crack and touched my fuckhole. Once I held, he slowly pushed the head in. It slid in easily and he held it there. "Good boy. Very tight but you are doing well. Exhale. We are going to do the same thing as I push the rest of the way in you. Hit." I hit the poppers and he pushed in again. There was pain but I didn't care. I was so high and his cock felt great again. This continued as I hit and he pushed until he was fully in. "Good boy. You feel great" "Thank you, Sir. You feel so great. Please fuck me." "Whatever you wish, boy. No more poppers for a bit. You need to feel this." He slowly withdrew a little and pushed back. Slowly he started fucking me. He was gentle but firm. Giving my tight fuckhole a chance to accommodate. He kept hitting my prostate which was making my limp cock leak all over in my jock. "Ok boy. I want you to take a big hit in each nostril and hold it until I say." I immediately took a bit hit in my left nostril and then my right and held it. He fucked a few more strokes and then just held it there. I could feel his cock pulsing and it felt amazing. "Release boy." I exhaled and he withdrew his cock from my ass. "Time for you to suck some more, boy." I spun around and took his cock in my mouth. I licked his entire shaft which was softer but still semi-hard and took the head in my mouth. I could taste my ass and what seemed like cum. I kept sucking and licking and his cock got hard as steel again. "Good boy. Time to fuck you again. Get on your back with your legs up." I flipped on my back and held my legs out. He immediately got between my legs and pushed them back a little with his strong arms. This was the first time I really got a look at him. He was in his 50's or so with salt and pepper hair. His hairy chest was semi-muscular with a bunch of grey hair mixed in. His arms were strong like someone that did a bunch of physical work but not a gym rat. He had a slight belly but overall was in decent shape. He was now between my legs, grabbed his cock and lined it up with my fuckhole. He grabbed the poppers, took a hit, and then held them under my nose. "Take a nice hit and hold." I inhaled deeply and he pushed his full cock into me. It felt amazing. He reached into my jock and found my cock was limp. "Good sub boy. Useless cock. Only here for my pleasure." "Yes Sir. I am yours to use." "Good boy." He started to slowly fuck me. I was in heaven. He was started pumping me with determination but a wonderful pace. I looked up and studied his face. Strong, rugged, and determined. His blue eyes were staring at me. He was nice looking and looked like someone that knows what he wants and takes it. He kept fucking me and was holding my legs. He grabbed the poppers bottle again. "Take these poppers and hit as you want and when I tell you. Make sure when you hit that you hold them as long as you can." "Yes Sir." I took the poppers and immediately took a hit and held them. "Good boy." He continued to fuck me and started to pick up the pace and intensity. I continued to stare at him. A smile came across his face. "Remember when you asked me my status? Hit boy." "Yes Sir." I took a hit and held it. "Well as you probably guessed, I am poz. Release and hit again boy." I released and hit again as I tried to understand what he was saying. "Well. What you probably didn't guess is that I am not on meds. Hit and hold." I hit and held it. The realization started to hit me. I was letting an unmedicated poz top fuck me and if he kept going, he was going to pump his toxic load in me. I started to panic a little. He sensed it and picked up the pace. "Please Sir. Can you pull out?" He smiled. "No. It's too late for you anyway. You already have one toxic load in you and are about to get a second. Hit." I panicked but did as I was told. I hit and held the poppers. He smiled. His eyes were locked on mine as he held me down, and pushed fully into me. His eyes were intense as I felt his cock spasm over and over inside me. I released the poppers and closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling. After a few minutes, he slowly withdrew and climbed up on my chest. He stuck his semi-hard cock in front of my mouth. I instinctively opened my mouth and started licking and sucking his cock. "Good boy. Clean my cock and get it hard again. I am not leaving until I get a third load in your fertile fuckhole." I continued to suck his cock. Again, I could taste my ass and his cum just like the first time he had me clean his cock. He obviously came the first time and didn't tell me. One difference this time was that I could taste some metal. From the stories that I read, I knew this meant there were minor tears in my fuckhole and his DNA was seeping into me. After a few minutes of sucking him he told me to turn over and lay flat. I immediately did as I was told. "Good boy. You know you needed this and I glad you picked me." I felt his hands spread my ass cheeks. I was excited and scared but then something unexpected happened. I felt his tongue at my hole. He started rimming me. I felt his stubble while his tongue went into my used fuckhole. "So tasty. Love your ass juice and my cum mixture. I think I also taste some blood in there. You know what this means, right boy?" "Yes Sir. It means that I am yours. Your seed will be part of me forever." "Damn right, son. You are mine now. We need to make sure this takes." I was disappointed when his tongue stopped but then it was immediately replaced by his rough fingers. He fucked my hole with his fingers and then pulled out. He reached around and stuck his fingers in my mouth. I immediately tasted his cum and my juices. He pulled his fingers out and immediately his tongue was back at my hole. "Mmmmm. Much better." I was in heaven feeling his tongue. Then it stopped. He changed positions and was now on top of me. He spread my asscheeks again and I felt his hard cock at my hole again. He held it there for a minute and pushed in. He lowered all of his weight on top of me and wrapped his arm around my chest. He started fucking me. This time was different. The first two times, he took it slowly and gently. Not this time. He started fucking me much harder than before. He was determined to make me his. "Tell me to breed you" he barked. "Please breed me." "Tell me to poz you" "Please Sir. Poz me. Give me your toxic poz load. Knock me up." "Sure thing boy" he said as he slammed hard into me and he grabbed me even tighter. Again, I felt his cock spasming in me. It felt like every spasm was hitting my prostate. I thought I was going to cum but didn't. After a few minutes, he withdrew. He immediately came back to my face. "You know what to do, boy." I immediately cleaned his cock. I was in submissive heaven. "Stay just like that boy. We need to make sure it takes" he said as he pulled back. I stayed where I was and heard him getting dressed. "How long are you in town, boy? I need to hit that again." "I am here for four more days, Sir." "Cool. You going to cumunion?" He asked. I replied "I thought about it but I don't know." "You should go. I can meet you there. We can have lots of fun." "Yes Sir." "Good boy. Here is my number. Text me so we can arrange to meet again." "Yes Sir." "Good night, my boy. See you later." With that, he left and I was left on my own. I was scared. I had just taken three toxic loads. I told myself that should go try to get these loads out of me but then something happened. I stuck a finger in my hole and found it covered in cum. I took it to my mouth and tasted it. It tasted so good and I knew I needed this again. I sent a text to him - "Thank you Sir. I can't wait to give you my fuckholes again as much as you want." "Good boy. Talk tomorrow."
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I didn't mean to do it. I just couldn't help myself. There are times I get overcome by my own lust, and I just get carried away. I was turned on when we finally met, he was my ideal of a "son" to my "dad". Though a little older than what you might conceive of as my son, he was nonetheless my ideal of what I want in a boy. And add to that the fact that he was in total leather, matching my outfit, it was just a match. We had chatted so much about this first meeting. We each knew what turned the other on. He liked my cigars and I liked his boyish good looks and attitude. And when we met and then kissed, it was that sort of 'dream come true' event. That first kiss seemed to last forever. Not only were our tongues exploring each other's mouths, our hands were exploring each other's bodies. And shortly he had my stiff, dripping cock out of my jeans, and fell to his knees to give me one of those blowjobs you dream about. I was still smoking my cigar, and the smoke was about to fill the motel room, I was smoking so hard while he hit all the hot spots. When he rose up and kissed me again, tasting my cigar spit and me tasting that great cock /pre-cum taste on his lips, I was just too turned on. I had his belt loose and his jeans around his ankles before he knew what happened. And even though we were lip locked, I could still get his cock out of his jockstrap and feel the pre-cum on the tip of his cock. I rubbed it the length of his rock hard cock, and slipped my cock between his legs. I guess it was the way he opened his legs to let my cock in that so excited me. I could tell he wanted it then, even though he had told me he was still HIV negative and didn't want any raw sex with a poz guy like me. I had my hands up under his shirt working his nips and was kissing and licking his face till he was just a puppy in my paws. I gently moved him around, kissing his neck and massaging his ass cheeks, until I was behind him, nibbling his earlobes. That was when my stiff meat found his ass crack and set course for his asshole. I was pushing hard against him, trying to get my tongue in his ear, when he sort of fell against the wall and then braced himself against it with both hands, intending to turn back around, but by then I had a nip in each hand, having thrown down my dead cigar, and he was moving in response, enjoying it too much to protest. And my cockhead had found his puckered rosebud of an asshole, one of those that seems to have an arrow tattooed above it, saying "FUCK HERE". And I had him by the arms, holding him tight as I kissed and bit his neck. "Oh, Daddy!" he kept saying, over and over, as if he was trying to persuade himself not to resist. When I pushed and began to feel my cockhead penetrate, he stiffened. "Daddy, don't make me do this, please," he pleaded, and he turned his head slightly towards me. I reached around and kissed him. "It's gonna be OK, son, just relax," I said, and I made a hip thrust that popped him open. I love that feel on my cockhead, when you first pop a boy open like that. There is no feel like it in the world, tight and hot, and then so warm and wet and wonderful. I just couldn't help myself. Hugging him tightly, kissing all over his neck, so he didn't notice so much that I was impaling him on my cock. By the time I think he knew what was happening, he was fucked. I had my cock almost all the way up his ass. And he was loving it. I could tell he was trying to fight the urge, but wanting it so bad. All the time I was kissing him, I kept telling him it was fine, he was all right, this will be great, just relax and enjoy it, son, give yourself to your dad. Then suddenly he gave a kind of shudder, and bucked hard back against me. "Oh, Daddy, take me, take my ass, give me your cum!" "That's it son, enjoy this fuck, feel your Daddy's hard cock up your ass, love that stiff meat so deep inside you!" He was with me then, meeting every thrust. When I'd hit bottom he'd grab me hard and tight, as much fucking my dick with his ass as I was fucking his hole with my rod. "Make me your Boy, Daddy, fuck your Boy, show me how much you want me Daddy!" I was in the heavy strokes now, fucking his ass hard. My juices were flowing. When I get a hot ass like this, the first fuck is hot and heavy and doesn't take too long, so I knew I was getting close. "Where do you want Daddy's load, boy?" I asked, as I held him tight and humped him hard. "Give me your load, Daddy, make me your Boy, plant that load UP MY ASS!" He was bucking hard, and if I had really wanted to pull out, it would have been difficult, as he was in pace with me so well. "Oh, God, Son, I can't help it, here it is, take it boy, take Daddy's hot cum up your ass." "Daddy, show me how much you love me, fuck me, fuck my ass, give me your juice, Daddy, FUCK ME HARD!" I lit into him hard then, I could feel the cum move from my balls up the length of my shaft and begin to spurt out deep inside him. And I think he must've felt something, even though I know you have to learn to feel it when a guy cums up your ass. There was just something about the way he moved, like he was suckin’ the cum up deep inside himself. We both hit the spot at the same time. "OH GOD!" we both shouted in unison. "Here it is boy, here's Daddy's cream, take Daddy's load, you're MY BOY now!" "Hit me hard, Daddy, show me how much you love me, pound that cum in my hot hole - fuck me Daddy - FUCK MY ASS, DADDY!" I held him tight and shot my final spurts as deep inside as I could, knowing I was tying him to me in a way no man ever had before. I was converting him to my son in more ways than one. I was making him my BOY in a truly positive manner. His ass drew up so tight on my shaft, I thought sure he must be spurting his load. His ass was suckin’ the cum up deep, and he began to flex under me, I could feel his whole body moving, as if he was absorbing the sex and distributing it throughout his body. We held that position a long time. Sweat was dripping down my nose, and he was sweaty feeling as I ran my hands over his chest and caressed his nips. I still had all my clothes on, my fucking cock out of my pants, but otherwise still as I had walked into the room. His pants were around his ankles, but he still had on the jockstrap, shirt, vest and leather jacket. We both were soaked under all that clothing. But neither moved, we were still in that great Dad/Son connection, feeling the cum that bound us together. Eventually he stopped vibrating, coming back to reality, realizing what had happened. He sort of slumped at that point, I thought he might be crying, so I pulled out and turned him around and kissed him. He was crying, or at least he had tears in his eyes, so I kissed the tears away, and he began to respond. When I put my hand down to his crotch, I discovered a jock hanging heavy with cum. So I pulled off him, bent down and sucked the cum out of his jock, and pulled his limp, gooey cock out and sucked it clean. He was breathing very heavily now, I think partly shock and partly so turned on. Standing up, I led him to the bed and made him sit on it, so I could sit beside him. We kissed again - another long lover's kiss, and soon tongues and hands were exploring. Clothes began to fall off us, some being taken off by the other, some shucked off by the wearer, but our pants were trapped by our boots. We had reached that point again, too quickly. The pants just had to stay on, we were at fuck number two. I got him into doggie position and stuck my cock back up his ass. It was much easier this time, just made him take a sudden inhale when I slid home. We urged each other on again, and soon he had a second cumshot up his ass. Damn hot boy, he wanted sex as much as I did. We seemed to be a pair, destined to be together. After I added that second load, I just held him close and told him how much I loved him, and he did the same. When my cock went flat and fell out of his ass, he rolled over and I got on top of him so we could kiss and cuddle again. We took time to get the boots off, finally got our pants off and were naked, just kissing and rolling all over the bed, the way lovers do. We came up for air and took a smoke break. Gave me a chance to really look at him, as I hadn't really seen him naked before, even though I'd planted two loads up his ass. And he did the same. I was surprised to see how he blushed when he noticed how I was admiring his boyish body. He had kept himself in great shape, and I had enjoyed it. The smoke break over, we resumed the kissing, this time being able to be face to face for the first time, really. I didn't intend to fuck him again, and frankly I generally don’t come three times in rapid succession, but this was beyond mere sex. This was infatuation. My cock just knew the way to his ass so well by this time. When I got on top and was kissing him, my cock was tumescent and, finding his hole, entered easily. He spread wide, put his legs firmly around my hips and put his heels in my ass. Then he pushed hard, making my cock really hit the good spots. Every time I made a stroke that didn't please him, he'd almost kick my cock up his ass. I couldn't complain, I had my tongue far down his throat. And when I felt the cum moving yet a third time, I got his legs up on my shoulder, shoved a pillow under his ass and began those prying deep strokes, where you aim for the boy's prostate and fuck him hard. "Oh God, Daddy, I love it when you fuck me like that, do it again, harder, deeper, come on man, put your seal on me, give me the third load, make me your boy forever!" I got my arms up under his shoulders, pulled him into my fuck strokes and kissed him hard as I fucked my cum into his hot ass, so warm and wet and wild, filled to overflowing with my loads. I wanted to fuck him so hard the cum would flow out his hole and soak the bed. I wanted to fuck him so bad he could taste my cum from the inside out. I wanted to plant my loads so deep he'd shit my cum for a week. Didn't take long. Spurts of ‘Daddy Cream’ joined the loads already there. My fuck piston planted it's third load, the cum pooling around my balls, running down his crack. I pinned him down, legs against his chest, as I pounded the last strokes home, trying to get my cum as deep inside him as I could. And he rose up against me on every stroke, making sure he got that jizz as deep inside as possible. When I was drained, I slammed a fuck stroke hard and held it, and he looked up at me with tears in his eyes again, and we kissed. Then I felt his cock move between us, that steady pulse of a cock shooting cum, a feeling I love. If I don't see or feel a boy cum when I fuck him, I'm not fucking him right, and I had fucked this boy right. His cock spurted a heavy load between us, and his cum between and us and mine up his ass were binding us together in many, many ways. We kissed for a long time. Took us a long time to come down off that fuck plateau, where you want to stay as long as you can. When I fell out of his ass, I let his legs down and sucked his limp cock into my mouth and sucked out all the strings of his cum I could get. Then I licked his hole and crotch clean, keeping some of the cum in my mouth, so we could share it when we kissed. And as I did that, he moved around so he could reach my cock, and sucked it clean. When we kissed, I could taste his ass, his cum and my cum, all mixed together, one wonderful taste, a taste every dad wants from his boy. We fell asleep like that. When we woke the next morning, we were a mess, and the bed was a mess. There was cum everywhere, encrusted on our cocks and torsos. Time for a piss and a shower. Then we had a smoke and got to examine each other by the light of day. Sometimes that's when it all falls apart, when you come to in the morning and discover that the guy you thought was so great the night before is not nearly as attractive. But there was no change this morning, I still thought he was the best thing I'd ever had, and he allowed as how I was his Dad. We went to breakfast, and it was as if I was meeting him for the first time. We sat there and smoked and drank our coffee, and talked about all the things lovers talk about. The waitress finally asked us if we were going to order lunch, and we realized what time it was. We excused ourselves, left a large tip for having had such good service for such a long time, and went back to the motel room. By the time we'd each had a piss, we were on the bed again, and the maid's knock interrupted our first fuck of the day. I shouted that we were still in the room, and she went away, and I planted my load. This was a lover's fuck, that long, slow, gentle fuck of two men deeply in love. There was no hard thrusting, no pounding of a load deep. He was still moist from the fucks last night, and I wasn't really up to a hot and heavy fuck, but we needed to have sex again, to see if it was still there, and it was. That wasn't our last fuck, not by a long shot, but those four were the ones that we always remember and talk about. Few men are as fortunate as I. To find a guy like this that fits me so well. I can only hope that he continues to feel the same about me.
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In the beginning I was scared, and lonely , it was the early nineties, and I had just been told, “ your test came back reactive, you’re positive for HIV” I was a bit shattered as many could relate too, although not really all that surprised, I had been slutting around, most of the time unprotected. I enjoyed the feeling of having cum deposited in my love canal. I had decided I was not going to let this virus define me though and although I cut back drastically on my sexual encounters, I began living my life as if the disease didn’t exist or determine my life choices. Sure I took the meds given to me and was pretty faithful to the schedule, that was until the county decided their case load was too big and lowered the maximum that a person could make to qualify for assistance. It was either quit my low paying job or stop receiving aid from the county/state. I soon ran out of meds and discontinued seeing the doctors since I now fell through the safety net and couldn’t afford medical insurance on my own, besides I felt great I was young and strong, and it felt like the AZT was actually doing more damage than good. I started hooking up with other POZ guys and the sex was good, my last test indicated a T cell count of around 650 and my viral load was almost undetectable. I was less lonely and it seemed like I was fucking and being fucked multiple times a week, life was improving, as were the job prospects, being a college student brought forth many possibilities for partners and my life looked to be heading in the right direction. In all the hustle and bustle of college life, I finally found someone who didn’t give a fuck that I was POZ and returned my love, wanting to share my life. After graduation I found a good job with benefits and we decided it was time to get me back in the medical system, just in time, my test came back with 27 T cells and a viral load in the millions, I began to think of all the tricks I must have infected unknowingly, it turned me on and as the doctors started me on the newest med cocktail, we doubled our efforts of POZZING my partner so he could travel this road with me, we fucked twice a day some weeks, to no avail though he never sero-converted. Fast forward to the present a couple months ago, My partner and I have had a open relationship for most of the time we have been together, he knows of my activities and even encourages me to go out and fulfill my desires he cannot or will not participate in, one of those things is Gifting and chasing the bug. His name was Jake and he was only 19, but he had decided from reading stories like this that he wanted to chase the virus, he wanted HIV and possibly even AIDS. I told him up front I was POZ with a possible high viral load, since the doc was changing meds on me but wanted the old meds to be clear of my system before starting the new ones. It had been since Christmas since I had ingested any meds and I was pretty sure I was toxic. He wasn’t the first to approach me with the idea of shooting my toxic seed into his body, I had four other guys looking to hook up and get impregnated, but he was close by and wanted to meet up, I figured he would be like the rest who rode the fence, and generally chickened out at the last minute. Jake actually showed up on time and looking really sexy at 5’7” and maybe 130# he was hot, lightly furred cub, for whom I instantly started getting boned for. I opened the door and pulled him in, planting my lips to his, but not exchanging spit, We stopped in the Kitchen after making out as I pulled him into the Apartment, I asked him to open wide as I swabbed the inside of his cheek with a oral-quick test. I checked the test after twenty minutes of making out with him, and quizzing him on wanting to be POZ, then I brought him back into the bedroom and undressed him, laid him back on the bed, Checked the Swab, sure enough unreactive, made me rock hard, I began making out with him. He moaned into my mouth as I fondled his ass, he slid down and started licking my precum from the piss slit, turning around till his ass was easily obtainable. I began probing his hole with my fingers, dry to start then adding some spit to ease entry for me, I scraped the tender walls with my finger nails as I alternated between rimming his hole and fingering it to open him up. When I was able to work three fingers into his hole and rotate them to rough up the passage, I dipped in with my tongue, tasting a mixture of ass mucus and blood, I turned him around and impaled him on my 7 inch cock in one push, I might not be extremely long but I am thicker than average. Jake screeched out and immediately tried to make me pull out, but being larger than him I held him in place, feeling his ass pulsate around my may pole drew me closer than I would have like to be. As the convulsions in his colon subsided, I slid my cock out to the head, then punched back in, his hole was beginning to loosen as well as produce ample mucus for lubricant so he was soon moaning as I pumped in and out of his boycunt “So you want to be daddies’ cumdump, boy” “Yeah Daddy fill me with your cum” “What you want son?” “I Want Daddies cum in my boi hole” “What you want in your hole?” “I want your Poz cum in me” “You sure you want Daddies toxic babies in you?” “Yeah knock me up make me your Poz baby incubator” The boy was begging for it and I could feel it boiling up in my nut sack then traversing into my cock, drooling the first load into Jakes Neg hole, not letting on I had just given him the first dose of my poison I continued to pound in and out of his hole building to my second climax, I started pounding into him harder “You sure you want daddies toxic load, last chance to escape your fate? “Yah daddy give me your toxic cum, please don’t pull out, I’ve waited so long to get pozzed” “Aw fu…uuu….cccc….kkk yeah giving you my toxic see, making you my Poz son” With that I shot my load deep into Jake’s gut, six spurts from my cock, the boy was doomed. I left my cock in his ass and jerked him off while I slowly deflated inside him. We chatted some then he had to go play barista. A week or so passed by and I noticed he hadn’t been on-line, I waited a couple more days the messaged him on A4A, just inquiring how he was doing, no reply, I waited a week or so more and still no reply. Just another one night fuck and you never hear from them again, usually they block you or disappear altogether but Jake was still active , yet seemed to be avoiding me. I figured WHATEVER, then about a month and a half after our fling I get a message “You free to talk? I get off at 6 if you could stop by and pick me up” He had confided in me where he worked when we were talking after the great sex so I said I’d see him at six
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[Just tonight I found this story on my hard drive, I can't recall where I originally downloaded it. Unfortunately, its only Part One, whoever wrote it never finished it. Be that as it may, its not a bad story, so here it is . . . ] I remember the first game of the league playoffs like it was yesterday. At just age 18 I had made it into one of the most popular soccer teams and the British league. I had known I was gay since I was at least 12, but no one on the team knew, or so I thought. The guys on our team for the most part were drop dead gorgeous. Girls from all over would flock to our hotel rooms, trying to get a peek at our bods or least have a conversation with one of the guys. The girls thought I was pretty handsome, and I did the best I could to keep them entertained in the sight of my buddies. Our first league game was a roaring success. We crushed our competition, and we were invited to a kick ass party at the hotel. While in the shower room I noticed the team manager and a few of the senior players shoulders all had the same, very strange tattoo: it was a red biohazard sign with some Celtic designs. Being a rookie, I had not showered with the guys before. I was quite blown away by what I saw. Jason, the team captain, was covered in body hair. His hair was so thick on his chest that I couldn't even see his nipples through it. Hanging between his legs was a long, thick uncut dick. The head of his cock was hidden beneath a very long loose puckered foreskin. The hair on his legs was thick and black like the hair on his head. Kyle, Jason's best friend, was almost hairless. He had hair on his head, and a little under his arms but the rest of his body was shaved. His nipples were beautiful golden brown circles that appeared to be chewed on or least pumped up. Unlike Jason who kept his foreskin pulled over his dick, Kyle was careful to keep his skin pulled back bunched up behind the head of his cock. You could tell he really cared about keeping it clean and dry. His abs were very well pronounced, and the veins in his legs and arms popped around his muscles. Ian, an up-and-coming future captain, was Hispanic and imported to our league. His body was covered with tattoos. Mostly of Hispanic nature, except for the red biohazard tattoo that he and the other two shared. Ian was not very hairy, just possessing a treasure trail and some fairly bushy armpits. The cock between his legs however was amazing. It looked like someone stretched a brown vein laden foreskin over a beer can. After several knowing glances were exchanged between my teammates I realized I was busted. They had caught me staring and by the looks on their faces it seemed like they were approving of my attention. "Eric, great game man," Jason said as he crossed the shower room and patted me on the back. "Yeah, way to kick some ass man." Ian congratulated as he punched me on the arm. "Bet the bitches would love to get a hold of this piece of rookie meat!" Kyle said as he grabbed my dick. I try to move away but Ian and Jason held me in place. "Dude, it's ok man." Jason whispered in my ear, " we know you're gay, and so are we. We even have our own little club, and we fuck around … a lot." After a few moments of cock stroking, I relaxed and gave in to the pleasurable hand job I was receiving. The guys began chewing on my neck and my dick sprung to its full 8 ½ inch glory. The guys stopped their assault abruptly, rinsed off and headed to the locker room. I hung back in the shower completely amazed at what had just happened. I had been fantasizing about having sex with these guys but thought I had no chance since they were all pussy pounding straight guys. I was so horny and wanted to masturbate right there in the shower so that I could have a good time at the party. I had only just begun jacking off when Jason peeked into the shower. "Come on you bloody wanker, hands off the dick and get dressed. We have a party to get to." Reluctantly I stopped my self abuse and went to the locker room to get dressed. The guys were gone by the time I finished, so I headed off to the party alone. The bar was absolutely packed. The entire team, most of their girlfriends, and half the tarts in the city were all there chatting, flirting and seducing anyone within reach. It was hard to hear yourself think, more or less have a decent conversation with anybody at the bar. I decided to grab a drink and head to the table in the corner of the room out of the way so that I could ponder what had just happened in the shower room. After a few moments of solitude, Jason, Kyle and Ian came strutting towards my table. They were wearing tailored suits, and looking absolutely hot. Drinks in hand, they surrounded me in the booth. We shot the shit for a while, talking about our conquests, growing up gay, and the pressures of hiding our sexuality from the team. I found out that most of the team knows about these guys, but are afraid to say a word because of getting their asses kicked both on and off the field. "You guys mentioned you had your own club, what kind of club is it?" I asked, after having several rounds of alcohol. They looked at each other somewhat apprehensively then seemed to nod in approval that they would let me in on their little secret. "You see this symbol," Jason nervously whispered as he lifted his sleeve, "that's the membership symbol for our club. We can have sex with who we want, when we want and how we want without any regrets or reservations." "That's right," Kyle chimed in, "we'll have sex with anybody, any time just for the hell of it. We have nothing to lose, only pleasure to gain." "Nothing to lose, only pleasure to gain?" I asked. "What the hell does that mean?" "We can't talk about it here," Jason said, "let's go back to your hotel room and we'll talk there but hear this, if you tell anyone anything about what we talk about, you will regret it. We will hunt you down, and make you eat your words. To you understand?" "Sure," I said "let's ditch this place and go back to my room." As soon as my hotel door closed, all three of my teammates began to attack me. Kyle was chewing on my ears and my neck, Ian stood behind me and ran his hands up and down my rib cage and under my arms. Jason got on his knees and began to undo my belt and trousers. "Damn Eric, this is really nice." Jason said as he pulled my uncut cock from my underwear. With that he began sucking on my dick. The feelings were fucking awesome. I was being chewed on, rubbed and sucked on altogether. The more I moaned or rocked in pleasure the harder and more in earnest the guys worked on me. Eventually after a shirt flew this way and a pair of pants flew that way everybody was naked. I noticed again the beautiful red tattoos that the guys had on their shoulders. It brought me back to earth and so I asked again. "So tell me," I asked "nothing to lose, only pleasure to gain. What is this club all about?" Jason pulled himself off my cock and stood up to answer the question. His mouth was quickly replaced by Ian's. It was hard to concentrate on the story, but I did my best to keep up. "Well you see," Jason seductively explained, while his friends pleasured my body, "we all have a special gift, a gift that allows us to live life to its fullest. A gift that brings with it unlimited sex, lust and power." Kyle moaned at that and dropped to his knees behind me and began to eat my ass. As soon as my eyes rolled back in my head in pleasure Jason continued. "The special power we have is that we're Poz, we have aids and we celebrate our oneness by sexual debauchery." I moaned, licked my lips and rocked my hips as I processed the information. Then it hit me. "Oh god," I said as I pulled away from them and backed into the corner. "Oh my fucking god. You guys are trying to kill me. Why would you want to do that? You're sick and twisted." "That's not true my friend," Jason said. "First of all, you can't get aids from getting your dick sucked or your ass eaten. Second of all, were not trying to kill you. We want to give you life. A life without fear, hesitation or regret. Just endless sex with anyone you choose knowing that it's ok. You can't be hurt because once you have the gift no one can take it from you. Life becomes a celebration of pleasure. Every day, another chance to enjoy the feelings someone else can give you. We could do that to you Eric, all you have to do is ask." "Fuck no," I shouted "you guys are fucking sick." "Suit yourself man," Jason said, "but I’m fucking horny, so my boys and I are going to play." Reluctantly, I sat down on one of the beds and watched the scene as it played out before my eyes. Jason's uncut cock had grown to about 9 inches. His foreskin was still bunched around the head of his dick. Kyle went to his knees in front of Jason. This seemed to drive them both wild. They both licked in earnest until Jason's dick was wet with spit. When they were finished Ian and Kyle got their feet and all three shared a wet kiss. My cock was rockhard and dripping with pre-come. Hard as I fought it, I had to admit that my buddies piggy actions were turning me on. Kyle lay on his back and pulled his legs up in the air as Jason knelt on the floor and began to lick his ass. "Fuck yeah Jason," Kyle barked, "tongue my hole man. Eat me good!" Kyle winced and weathered as Jason's stubbly face worked itself in out and around his hole. "You want me to fuck you?" Jason demanded" you want me to load your ass up? Tell me, what do you want boy!" "Fuck me hard Jason," Kyle panted "knock me up with that toxic load man." Jason lined his cock up to Kyle's ass hole and then looked over at Eric. "Hey Eric, you watching this?" Jason asked. "No condom, guess what that means? Make sure you watch his face when I re- infect him. Nothing feels more satisfying than popping a Poz load." Kyle winced and moaned as Jason's long death pole pushed past his rosebud. Kyle's eyes were a mixture of pain and lust as he turned his head to me and locked eyes. In spite of myself, I grabbed my cock and began beating off watching Kyle get fucked. My cock was slick with pre-come, and the sounds and smells of the room had me on edge. Ian, who had been standing by watching, climbed onto the bed and straddled Kyle's torso facing Jason. As Jason neared busting his nut, Ian let out a steady stream of piss. He aimed for Kyle's ass hole, getting it all wet and then he traced up Jason's torso, dousing his hairy pelt and then aiming directly into Jason's mouth. Jason choked and swallowed then his face went all tense as he shot his poison load into Kyle's ass. Ian went crazy, half drowning Jason in piss till his orgasm subsided. After finishing his piss, Ian took Jason's place and began pushing his beer can cock into Kyle's used fuck hole. "Ouch," Kyle screamed, "you're fucking tearing me apart! Ian took this cue to began pounding in earnest. Kyle's reactions went from pleasure to pain, moments of ecstasy to moments of agony. "Look at Eric," Jason told Kyle, "he's hot for it man. Look at him stroke that neg cock. Ain't it fucking beautiful." "You want him to suck it," Jason asked me, "don't you pussy boy?" My head was reeling, but all I could think was yes, yes I did want Kyle to suck me. Without even realizing that I was doing it, I got off the bed and walked over to my teammates, cock in hand ready to get a blow-job. Just as Kyle's tongue hit the tip of my horny cock, Jason shoved me back onto my bed. "Fuck off, you pussy wanker," Jason shouted at me, "you are not man enough to play with the likes of us." With lots of moaning and grunting, Ian shot his load way up inside of Kyle's ass. Even though I was angry at Jason's rejection, I was still very hot and horny. Jason returned to the floor next to Ian and they took turns eating their combined loads from Kyle's ass, sucking his cock, and kissing each other. Watching the bugged cum ooze from Kyle's whole onto Jason and Ian's tongues was mind numbing. Kyle began bucking his hips violently and piston fucking his cock in and out of Jason's mouth. With a mighty yell Kyle blasted his bug juice between Jason's lips. Proud and satisfied, Jason walked over to my bed. He opened his mouth and showed me a mouth full of Kyle's seed. He then took hold of his dick, skinned back his foreskin, and let loose a ******* of warm piss all over me. "Open up, pussy boy" Jason yelled as his piss stream assaulted my face. Scared and turned on, I opened my mouth and took his urine. As I swallowed his piss, and I busted my load all over my abdomen. "Now lay there all-night and wallow in that mess" Jason commanded me. "Oh, and don't worry chicken shit, my urine was clean." Rather than going back to their rooms or even showering, all three snuggled into the other bed. They seemed to enjoy the fact that it was soaked with piss and come. I tossed and turned all-night long. All I could think of was how hot the scene was that had played out all night. All that seemed to matter to me was gaining Jason's approval. He had showed me how hot their play could be and had marked me as his own territory with the gift of piss. After several dreams about Jason rejecting me from their sex play I decided I had to get in. I realized that I truly wanted to be one of them. The thought of them Pozzing me up seem to become more and more the right answer for me. In desperation, I went through my gear bag, and pulled out a grease pencil that we use to blacken our eyes during sunny games. Using a fresh athletic shirt, I wrote "Please Poz this bitch" on the back and then drew an arrow toward my negative ass. I then pissed on the front, soaking it down and put it on. Then on my knees, I laid crossed the bed with my ass in the air waiting for them to wake up. It was about 6 a.m. When Jason finally got up to take his morning piss. "Well fuck me up boys," Jason shouted as he woke up the other teammates. "Guess who wants to get gifted." The guys woke up and slowly figured out the matter at hand. "The cunt wants to get Pozzed guys. I knew he would come around." Jason celebrated. On Jason's cue, all three let loose with *******s of piss, soaking me, their pre-initiate head to toe. I moaned as their warm love liquid poured all over my body. I was beginning to accept what was about to come, my initiation and conversion to their way of life. They helped me to my feet, ripped off my shirt and bent me over the bed. "Get his shaving kit and grab his toothbrush." Jason instructed Ian. I was really curious why Jason would need my toothbrush. At first I thought he was insinuating that I had bad breath. The reason became apparent however when I felt the bristles of my toothbrush being worked around my asshole. I clamped my hole shut tight so that he couldn't hurt me. "Come on Eric," Jason whispered, "let the toothbrush in. I'm going to work it around inside you. This way we can be sure that we don't waste our precious Poz cum. You to want to be one of us don't you?" "Yes," I sobbed, as he penetrated my ass and began irritating my membranes. Ian and Kyle began licking and biting my nipples and body as Jason continued his toothbrush assault. "Okay," Jason said, "turn him over. As team captain I'm going to tap his negative ass first. Jason lined his unwashed cock up to my ass hole. He shoved the entire length into me all at once, no mercy, no warning. I screamed in pain and fear knowing that his lethal cock was now shoved into my bloody ass ready to bring me down "I’m in," Jason teased seductively "I’m Poz, your bloody, and I’m in. Are you ready to become one of us? Are you ready to incubate my butt babies inside you forever? Are you ready to be one with us in our Poz brotherhood?" Reason began to kick in and I started to cry uncontrollably. I shook my head yes, and Jason yelled "speak! Tell me what you want!" "I want to be yours," I sobbed "I want to be part of the brotherhood. I want to be Poz! I need to be Poz please, please I beg of you, Poz me now!" My brain was telling me to stop them, don't let this happen, yet with my words I sealed my fate. "We love you," Jason chanted "and we will give you your wish. As I cried to myself, Jason began to tenderly rock his pole back and forth inside my bloody ass. He breathed steadily as his momentum built. I was so scared I couldn't move. Knowing what was about to happen to me terrified me so much. I was going to be converted, I was going to die. Yet deep down inside I also knew how much I wanted it and how happy I would be in their good graces. "Here it comes," Jason said triumphantly as he began pumping his hot Poz death cum inside me. I could feel the warmth of his load as it coated the inside of my own bleeding rectum. He slowly pumped his shaft around inside of me, working his gift deeper and deeper into my negative ass. "Just remember," Jason whispered "I was your first Poz load. I own you. I am your true bug daddy!" To be continued...
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Hey guys, I'm a long-time lurker here. I wrote a nice little story partly based on something that almost happened to me when I was younger, and on a much larger fantasy I had for a long time that has been shaped over the years by what I read on here. I'm almost done with the second part so if there is any interest I will post :) English is not my first language so please forgive any mistake. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- How I met my Daddy I couldn’t believe it, it had to be a mistake. I looked at my phone more closely and the ad clearly said 112 Shelby Drive, but the address was that of a huge mansion in the upper-class neighbourhood of my city. The rent couldn’t possibly be that cheap. I sent the landlord a message asking if this was real and if there was a mistake. I got a reply in under a minute telling me that yes, it was an actual room for rent and the price was accurate, no mistake. I asked if and when I could visit and the landlord replied: “I’m at home all day, you can come by anytime”. It was about an hour of commute from my dorm, which I was about to be forced to leave since my classes were over and I just graduated, so I hurried to the place to make sure nobody would beat me to it. When I got there, I still couldn’t believe it. The house was impressive, a very recent building in the nicest part of town. I knocked on the door and heard steps closing in, then the door opened. A very tall and muscular man, probably in his fifties, was looking at me with a warm smile. “You must be Tom, I’m Rick. Come on in.” We shook hands and I came forward. The house was even more spacious and beautiful inside. Rick gave me a quick tour of the house and asked me if I was interested. “Well sure, I said. But why is it so cheap. I mean, I’ll be glad to pay this low but you could charge so much more.” “Well I’m not really after the money, I have plenty of that. I just thought it would be nice to have someone live with me, I’ve been alone for many years and could use the company from time to time, you know. So I figured I could find a roommate and offer someone like you the opportunity of living in a luxurious house such as this one. Landlords can be very greedy, and I think that’s not very fair. It’s my way of giving back and sharing my luck with other people.” It made sense to me so I didn’t question him further. “Oh by the way, before you accept or reject my offer, I have to tell you that I’m gay and I sometimes have some visitors if you are okay with that kind of thing. Are you straight yourself?” “Yes I am, but I don’t mind if you’re gay. To tell you the truth, I’m really interested in living here for a while, at least, this place is amazing!” “Great, well let’s get you settled then.” I was very excited to be moving in this house and Rick seemed like a very pleasant person to be around. He was very polite and kind, at least that’s the first impression I had of him. I didn’t know why, but I felt like I could trust him. The fact that he was gay was a non-event for me, I didn’t mind at all. I wasn’t gay myself, but I was open minded. As long as he didn’t try anything on me, and he didn’t seem like the kind of guy to do so, everything was fine by me. In fact, I was a little curious about the gay lifestyle, which I knew very little of, but I guessed this was about to change. That was a good thing, I thought. He took me to my room, which was very nice, quite large with big windows, fully and tastefully furnished with a queen-sized bed, desk, and all the essentials. I thanked Rick and told him I had to go pick up my things at my dorm so I can properly settle in. He gave me a key to the house. “Welcome home boy, I hope you enjoy staying here. I’m sure we’ll have lots of fun.” He let out a big warm laugh as I took the key and went on my way to pick up my stuff. The next few weeks were uneventful. I finished setting up at Rick’s house and got to know him a bit better. Turns out he is very pleasant to be around and very generous. He insisted I could use anything I wanted in the house, even the food, and made sure I was doing fine with everything. This was a godsend, since I was having a hard time finding a job. Every application I had sent was still unanswered. I was starting to get nervous and shared my fears with Rick, who brushed them off. “Don’t worry, you’ll find something in no time. In the meantime, don’t worry about the bills, I can help you out boy,” he said. “You sure? I don’t want to become a burden, you really don’t have to do this. I could go back to my parents.” “Nonsense. Your parents live on the other side of the country, in a little town where you’d have even less job opportunities. You can stay here as long as you want. I like you, boy, I want to help you out. And don’t you ever go saying you’re a burden ever again. You’re my guest and I’m gonna take care of you.” As relieved and grateful as I was, I redoubled my efforts to find a job. It was about a month after I had moved in when in the middle of the night I heard grunting and moaning noises that were coming from Rick’s room, upstairs. I stopped whatever I was doing and started paying attention. No doubt, Rick was having sex with someone. Now like I said I’m straight, but it had been a long time since I had seen some action and knowing some people were having what sounded like amazing sex so close to me got me going. I became very curious to know what kind of sex Rick was having. I slowly and quietly got out of my room and came near Rick’s to hear better. The moans were clearer, and I could also hear some words, although I couldn’t make out what they were. It was mostly Rick talking with his deep voice, but a higher one responded faintly from time to time. As I got closer I started to hear better. “... you like that big poz cock, don’t you faggot...” “...oh...” “What? I can hear you tina boy, say it.” “... I ... love … your poz cock Sir …" I had no idea what “poz” and “tina” meant, but the dirty talk was getting me horny like crazy. Hearing them moan and talk like that, coupled with the sound their bodies made as Rick was clearly fucking the other guy in the ass, had me rock hard in my boxer shorts. I managed to get on the edge of Rick’s door and couldn’t help from having a quick peek inside. I barely got my eye out and saw Rick right in front of me, with his eyes closed, fucking a young man about the same age as me. I couldn’t see the other man’s face as his head was buried into the bed, his ass way up to meet Rick’s dick, which I couldn’t see. I could also see a quite large biohazard tattoo on Rick’s chest. There was also a lot of stuff laying on the bed around them, I recognized a few bottles and syringes, but I couldn’t watch any longer as I was afraid Rick would see me. I bolted as fast and quietly to my room as I could and closed the door. I was so turned on by what I saw and heard that I started to jerk off right away and, with the image in my mind of Rick fucking the boy in the ass, came under a minute later. It was the most intense orgasm I had in quite a while, and I was surprised how all of this had turned me on. I thought about it repeatedly and started to wonder what Rick was saying to his lover. I got on my computer and googled “poz dick” and “tina”. I was very confused at what I was finding. Was Rick HIV positive? Was it somewhat of a turn on for him? What about the other guy? Was he okay with it? Tina was some kind of drug, and they were doing some? That would explain the syringes and bottles and various paraphernalia lying around. All of this seemed wild and intense to me and I was starting to doubt that I had heard correctly. I kept reading about it, and eventually found some videos showing dudes using needles, smoking out of glass pipes and then having sex. To my surprise, I couldn’t stop looking at them. It was SO HOT. My dick was rock hard and I kept masturbating all night long, sometimes hearing Rick and his guest in the distance. By my third orgasm, I was starting to realize I was not as straight as I thought I was, and I was becoming more and more curious about trying sex with another man. But I was also especially curious about the different drugs I knew nothing about but seemed to make these guys unbelievably horny and high as hell. My research led me to learn about the bug chasing fetish. There were people actively trying to catch HIV and I thought the idea was equal parts repulsive and fascinating. To willingly get yourself infected with this terrible disease and then “gifting” it to others. What a wild idea! I couldn't understand why I found it so appealing and still so frightening at the same time. Eventually late into the night (or early in the morning) I collapsed and fell asleep without even realizing it. I had wild dreams about naked men, huge dicks, needles, and cum and when I woke up I still had a huge boner and I had to masturbate once again. ---- When I finally got out of my room Rick was in the kitchen eating breakfast, alone. “Hey boy, made some breakfast and there’s plenty enough for you, just help yourself.” “Wow thanks Rick!” I felt a bit uneasy after what I had witnessed a few hours earlier. I was seeing Rick in a completely different light, now. For the first time I realized how handsome he really was; he had a very masculine face, big and well defined muscles, a very manly man. I caught myself starting to fantasize about him and my dick twitched a few times. I wondered what his dick looked like. “So, did you enjoy the show last night?” “The show? What show?” “I saw you peeking in my room when I was with my guest. I hope we didn’t scare you” Rick said with a laugh. My stomach sank. I got caught! I was sure Rick didn’t see me. At least judging his reaction, he seemed genuinely fine with it, but still. He caught my own concerned face. “Hey, don’t worry, if I didn’t want you to see anything I would have closed the door. You’re welcome to watch or join any time, I really don’t mind. In fact, I enjoy being watched.” That was unexpected to say the least, but it made sense. “So?” “Huh... so what?” “Did you like what you saw?” I didn’t want Rick to know how much I found it hot to watch him pound some guy’s ass relentlessly while saying incredibly dirty things to him. I was straight and I didn’t want Rick to even consider the possibility that I wasn’t in any way. "It was... interesting.” “Well, like I said you’re free to join in anytime, the more the merrier” he replied with a wink and a charming smile. “Aaah, thanks, but I’m not gay, so I’m gonna take a pass.” “You sure about that boy? You don’t know what you’re missing.” I was nervous as hell and thinking about what to say when Rick, having finished his meal, got up in a sudden. “Anyway, we can talk about it later I’m off to run some errands. See ya tonight, boy.” I was relieved this interaction was over. I was afraid Rick would notice the growing bulge in my pants. ---- As soon as Rick was out of the house I opened back the porn tabs on my computer and kept looking at stuff about tina, chem sex, pozzing, bug chasing and gift giving. This stuff was making me hornier and hornier. Everything was spinning fast in my head, and I was feeling like I just hit puberty for a second time. It was so dirty, horny, wrong and extreme that I couldn’t believe some people actually did that stuff. I read story after story on a website called Breeding Zone and then started to picture Rick getting me high and then laying me on my back, spreading my legs and entering me with his toxic poz cock and infecting me with his virus... OH. MY. GOD. As I reached that point of my daydreaming fantasy, I was masturbating furiously and erupted into the strongest orgasm I ever had, bar none. I shot my load on my belly and decided to scoop some and taste it. I had never done that but I was so horny I couldn’t resist. It tasted amazing. I wondered what Rick’s cum tasted like. Rick’s poz, toxic cum... I’ve always been sure I was 100% straight, but after all this and while looking at a video of a guy, fucked up on chems, getting gang banged raw by a bunch of poz dudes, I was starting to seriously doubt it. My erection wouldn’t go away even after several orgasms, I had never been this turned on in my life and for such a long time. I tried to shake it off and distract myself by resuming my job hunting, but I couldn’t focus on anything. My dick was there to remind me there were more interesting things to spend my time on. I was getting addicted to raunchy gay porn. When the night came I could hear noise coming from Rick’s room. I was really tempted to go and see what he was up to, and with whom. But at the same time I didn’t want him to know how curious I was about it all so I stayed in my room, waiting. After a while the noise became louder. I could hear moans and grunts, but it didn’t really sound like Rick or the guy that was here the night before. Eventually curiosity got the best of me and I quietly made my way to Rick’s room. As I got to his door, which was once again wide open, I was surprised to see that Rick was alone, laying on his bed, wearing only a pair of briefs that showcased a huge bulge between his legs, surrounded by several items like bottles, baggies and syringes. The noise I was hearing was coming from his huge TV; porn was playing, a guy was on a sling getting rammed by a huge cock and moaning like crazy. Rick saw me right away and gave me a smile. “Hey boy, I was starting to wonder when you would join me. I’ve been waiting for a while now. Come in, don’t be shy, I won’t bite.” -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- To be continued...
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Most of my friends are straight and through them I met their straight friends, that's how I met Marcus. He was 19, just graduated high school and was now living in the city going to college. Marcus was very good looking. He was only 5'6", but half black and half hispanic, with an incredibly picture worthy face. I'd see him at my friend's house when I'd go over there to party. We all drank, and half of them smoked. He was the only one that didn't really drink I'd tease him a bit because of that, until one night after I kept trying to get everyone, including him, to take shots of tequila together. My buddy, who's apartment we partied in, caught me alone in the kitchen and quickly said,"don't say anything, but the reason Marcus doesn't drink much is because he's afraid it will mess with his HIV meds." Obviously, I had a very confused look at my face because I'd met Marcus' girlfriend and the one before his current one, so my bud went further to explain,"He's not gay or anything, but he was born with it, his father apparently got it when he was in prison at a young age from using drugs and didn't know it, so all of his kids were born with HIV." I was shocked, and sad for Marcus. We got the tequila shots and took them into the living room and we handed everyone their shot glasses, except Marcus. I guess that's where I made my mistake because, I always tried to get him to drink, and when he wouldn't drink what I offered him, then I'd down his shot for him. This time I didn't even offer him a glass. I didn't think anything of it, but he's a smart kid and he apparently figured it out. Later that night, everyone was pretty messed up one way or the other, and there were only four of us still awake. My buddy and his girlfriend, Marcus and myself. My friend's girlfriend started to doze off and suddenly threw up a little bit on her shirt, so while he dealt with cleaning her up Marcus jumped up and took his shirt off, and said to me, "let's go down to the hot tub!" It was about 50 degrees outside but I was drunk enough, that it sounded like an adventure. Besides, this was the first time I'd seen Marcus shirtless and quite frankly I wanted to see a lot more. He was so lean that you could see all of his muscles, and boy did he have a lot of muscles, they were well hidden under his hoodies and sweatshirts he always wore. He was smooth and just had an incredible body in general. We grabbed some towels and I realized we didn't have any swim trunks, to which he responded, "no one's gonna be down there, we'll take our clothes off under the towels and just slip in the hot tub naked." I was all in! "Let's go then!" I exclaimed. I couldn't help looking at Marcus' back as I followed him down to the pool and hot tub area. This little guy wasn't so little and he was ripped. My mouth watered watching his tight bubble butt bouncing going down the stairs. Fucking hell, I was getting hard just watching his back and ass! We got to the hot tub, the courtyard lights were off, since it was the colder season and no one used the pool or hot tub. It was dark so Marcus didn't bother getting undressed under the towel and neither did I. Obviously I couldn't help myself from looking, and saw his cock, rather I stared at his cock and it was so hot, beautiful, uncut and looked about 4-5 inches soft, it was thick and he had some big low hanging balls too. Again, my mouth was watering, and I had to very quickly get into the hot tub because I was half hard in about two seconds after seeing him naked. We were chilling and chatting in the hot tub, I asked about his current girlfriend, and he caught me off guard by giving a serious answer saying,"she's hot as fuck, but she won't let me fuck her raw dawg, cause she scared of getting HIV." Although the news didn't surprise me, his admission of it did, and he saw the look on my face. "Look, I know our buddy told you, when you brought the tequila shots in, it was the first time ever, that you didn't offer me one. And I saw the way you tried not to look at me. I go through this every time someone finds out." I kinda stammered a bit and just sheepishly said,"you're not as dumb as you look. Yeah, he told me, and I'm sorry man. You know, I have friends that are HIV positive too, I hope you know I don't think less of you, I was just caught off guard because you're straight, and I don't know any straight positive people." Marcus went on to tell me about his frustrations with just about anyone he dated. He said, he hadn't been able to cum with a condom in years and his girlfriend's would rarely, if ever, let him raw dawg their pussies and they definitely never let him finish inside of them. He even had a couple girlfriends get on PrEP and they still didn't let him cum in them. I was kinda shocked and blurted out,"They were on PrEP and wouldn't let you cum in them?!?! That's stupid, hell, if you're paranoid about alcohol messing with your meds, I know you're undetectable, and I'd let you cum in me even if I weren't on PrEP." I can't believe I just said that. I quickly, followed up with,"I mean, if I were your girlfriend." Wait, that didn't sound right either, so I chimed in again,"I mean, if I was a girl and on PrEP." He was laughing at me, and responded,"It's cool, I know what you mean. So...you said you were on PrEP?" Did I? Oh yeah, I said,"even if I weren't on PrEP..." I didn't quite know what to say, so I just said, "uhmmm..." Marcus was so chill though, he laughed again and moved over next to me, putting his arm around my neck and comforted me, "You think I didn't know you were gay? Remember...I'm not as dumb as I look." We laughed together. I felt relaxed again, and affirmed what he already knew. "Yeah, I'm gay and yes I'm on PrEP." He asked if I was a top or bottom, his bluntness surprised me. I said I'm a top. And I don't know why, but I volunteered that I had bottomed in the past, it just wasn't my preference. He stood up in the hot tub, and since he had his arm around my neck, his cock was literally inches from my face now. And it had grown. His thick cock was somewhat hanging at about 6 inches now right in front of me. He said,"come on, we better go dry off in the sauna before we put our clothes back on." He walked toward the sauna while I hopped out and grabbed my towel to cover my fully erect cock. My 7.5 inch beer can cock stood straight up and was like concrete. We got into the sauna and he was totally naked, he didn't bring his towel. I just held my towel over my cock basically and sat down. I couldn't help but look at his growing cock. And he noticed. "You ever suck a black guy's cock?" I was still buzzing on alcohol and the whole situation that I just responded,"yes, I love suck big cocks." He laughed as he started stoking himself. He was a very solid 8 inches and quite thick. He nonchalantly said,"come suck this big black cock then." I immediately got up, letting my towel drop and went straight to his dick and enveloped it in my mouth. I was high from this whole scene, I wasn't thinking rationally, I just wanted this gorgeous straight guy's big cock in my mouth. He was moaning and groaning telling me to "suck that big cock" and "yeah, get it all down your throat." I had grabbed my towel and put it on the wooden bench so I could put my knees up on it and lean over his cock better. Trying to get more of him into my throat. The sauna was hot and we were both sweating like crazy, he continued to moan and as I got my mouth all the way down to his pubes he grabbed my head with both hands and started to throat fuck me. I was loving having this straight guy use my mouth and throat as a fuck hole. He seemed to be enjoying it so much and I didn't want it to end, but I did want his cum. As he kept fucking my mouth he moved one hand down the back of my head and neck and was carressing me from my neck to my ass. He'd grab my ass and squeezed it, and rubbed my cheeks. Our bodies were so slick from sweat, his hands on my body felt electric. He even began to slide his fingers in and out of my crack, stopping on my hole and gently pushing into me. We were sweating so much that I realized he was collecting the sweat from my back and using it as lube to get his finger into my tight hole. Once he broke past my hole's resistance, he sunk his finger into my hole. It felt amazingly tight and slick and I moaned around his dick. He started saying,"shit man, shit yo' mouth feels good on my cock. Keep doin that and I'm gonna bust," as he started finger fucking me faster and harder, I felt so vulnerable and slutty being used by him. I wanted to swallow his load so I began moaning and sucking him harder and faster. "I'm gonna cum man," he barely got out in between hard breaths. I moaned around his cock that I was bobbing up and down on,"mmhmm, mmhmmm," encouraging him to blow his load down my throat. I felt his body tensing up and he had two fingers buried in my hole but was just wiggling them around inside me. His hand on my head started pushing my face all the way down on his cock hard as he thrust his cock down my throat and I felt it stiffen and swell, he whisper yelled,"ohhhhh fuck! ohhhhhhhh, I'm gonna cum man. I'm gonna cum. Swallow that load bitch. Take it!" his body spasmed and he began blasting his jizz down my throat. I felt it shooting hard into me, there was so much, it was like a water canon and I was swallowing it as fast as it came out. He pushed his fingers in as deep as they would go up my ass, as he shot his cum into my stomach, that he finger punched my prostate, it was like he hit an electric buzzer. I was swallowing his never ending load and suddenly my body spasmed for a few seconds and I shot one blast of clear liquidy cum out my cock so hard that it coated his thigh. We were both coming down and I still had his cock in my mouth. Neither of us had gone soft, he slowly slid his fingers out of my hole and rested his hand on my ass. Through his labored breathing he said,"damn. I hadn't cum from a blowjob in at least a year, and I've never cum that hard from one. I wasn't sure you would let me cum in your mouth, but you made it pretty clear, you wanted it. You acted like a fucking fat chick cumdump, "he laughed at his own words. I pulled off his still hard cock, and responded, "one out of three isn't bad, as long as it's the cumdump one." Marcus chuckled,"well you're not fat and you're definitely not a chick, but we should see if you're truly a cumdump." I sat up and looked at him with a look of confusion and maybe surprise. "You said you were on PrEP," Marcus told me, "and that you'd let me cum in you, right?" I shook my head "yes" for sure in the affirmative. Oh my gosh, is he really talking about fucking me right now? This hot straight guy. I thought I was going to consider myself incredibly lucky that he let me blow and swallow him, but now he wants to fuck me. "It's been so long, I don't think I can take such a big dick though," I told Marcus. He stood up, his cock was pointed at the ceiling, and he grabbed me, pulled me up then pushed me back down to where my face was right in front of his cock. I grabbed it, still hard as a pipe, and took it back into my mouth. He was thrusting in and out of my mouth slowly and said,"I'm not gay, but I haven't had anyone ever take my cum, and I just need to know what it feels like to shoot inside someone, without pulling out, and raw, no worries from either party, I just need to breed someone. Will you let me? I'll go slow and if you can't handle it, you can suck me off again." I didn't respond, I just kept sucking his cock. He instructed me to "get it real wet. Leave a lot of spit on my cock and come off of it" I did as he told me, and he got down on his knees, now my aching hard cock was in his face, but not for long. He grabbed my ankles and lifted my feet off the wood floor, making me lean back on my towel on the bench. I looked down toward my cock and saw him holding my ankles up and spread out, and his beautiful face, his eyes staring at my hole. I watched him spit on my hole, his eyes were glazed over with lust. He dove into my ass and I felt his tongue immediately working into my hole. It was me this time, that grabbed HIS head, as he tongue fucked my pink hole, getting it wetter and more relaxed. It felt fucking amazing, his tongue was powerful and felt like a slick muscle massaging into my asshole. I began to moan like a bitch. I wasn't used to this feeling, I was the one that usually ate ass like a champ causing bottoms to turn into sluts. The tables had been turned, and I wasn't mad that it was a hot straight guy turning the tables, and turning me into a cumslut. He retracted his tongue from my ass and came up, still holding my ankles spread out like a whore and scooted in close, I felt his big wet cockhead hit my hole. He was looking down as it pushed into me and occasionally looked up at my face to see how I was taking the pressure. It felt so good. He was thick, and hard, but I was opening up for him. He was going so slowly and he had been so perfect, that I was relaxed the entire time and suddenly his cock entered me deeper. I sighed,"ahhhhhh, fuck..." drifting off to a place of pure pleasure, "oh my god, your cock feels so good, keep going" Marcus pulled my legs up and rested them on his muscular shoulders, my ankles were by his head now. He began sinking more of that beautiful straight thick black poz cock into me. I was in heaven, as he filled me up, stretched my hole and finally rested on my prostate causing me to precum onto my stomach. He was looking down when the precum poured out,"did you cum?" Marcus asked. "No, your cock is hitting my prostate and making me precum," I explained. Marcus smiled,"damn, I didn't know a guy could get wet from being fucked. You sure you're okay with me cumming in you? I don't want you to regret this or freak out when I get close to blowing my load like some of my girlfriends. It's caused me to kinda panic now during sex." I looked at him directly in his eyes, "Marcus, I'm on PrEP, and even if I wasn't, you're undetectable. I've never had anything in my ass feel this fuckin good, if you don't cum in me, I'll be mad! I want you to use my hole, and don't look back, fuck me hard and cum in me as much as you want." He smiled and I could see the worry leave his face completely. He slide his hands down to my hips and started to pull out slowly til his thick cock came out, he was looking down watching his fat cock go all the way in, then all the way out of my tight wet hole. I felt like, from the waist down, my body was being jerked off. I felt pleasure all over my sweaty skin and deep inside my bowels as his huge cock fucked in and out of me. I began to stroke my cock, using the copious amounts of precum Marcus was milking out of me as lube. He even reached down and jerked me for a minute as he purposefully pushed his dick deep into my prostate and forced more precum out. He collected it in his hand and brought it up to his face and sniffed it,"smells like sex," he said right before licking it all out of his hand. He started to really fuck me now, his cock was pounding my ass so hard, we could hear the "thwap thwap thwap thwap" of his hips hitting my ass as he drove his monster into me. He was breathing hard and sweat was pouring off of his body. His muscles were tight and straining as he fucked his rod into my guts. I could tell he was getting close to cumming and I didn't want him to start feeling self conscience about breeding me, so while I stroked myself, coming closer to my own orgasm, I commanded him,"awww yes, fuck me Marcus. I want you to blow that big load of cum deep inside me. Shoot that poz load hard into me. I want to feel it blasting my insides." I think that did the trick, he was mumbling,"oh oh oh I'm gonna cum, oh fuck I'm gonna cum man, I'm gonna cum." I retorted back to emphasize how much I wanted it,"do it, breed me, breed my pussy, cum in me Marcus, I want you inside me." "AHHHHHH FUCK! I'm cumming! AHHHH I'M FUCKING BREEDING YOU! TAKE IT! Take it!" I felt his cock swell and pump and blow his load deep inside me, watching and feeling him explode inside me turned me on so much that I started cumming too. I shot cum past my head onto the wall, and began shooting cum onto my face and chest, he continued to fuck me as I was cumming. He looked down at me with my mouth open in ecstasy as I climaxed all over myself and started pounding my hole harder and faster than he was before. My body was a rag doll being fucked by a mechanical being, it felt like his body became a robot with no loss of energy and all the strength of a machine endlessly pounding my ass. I didn't know what was happening at this point, I just let him do what he wanted, it still felt good, as I was coming down from my orgasm, I didn't care what he did to me. In about two minutes of this renewed power fucking he slammed deep into me and screamed,"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!" as he unloaded yet another load into my ass mere minutes after his first load. The machine was gone, and he melted down onto me. He rested his elbows on the wooden bench I was laying on. My legs still on his shoulders and were now against my chest, his forehead rested on mine and his cock was still buried inside me. Marcus was trying to catch his breath, but forced himself to say,"thank you, thank you, thank you." Then he kissed me on the lips. "Truly, that was the best fuck I've ever had. I guess it was my first REAL fuck to be honest. I can't tell you how much that meant." He kissed me again, this time he forced his tongue into my mouth and we made out. He slowly let my legs go and slide down and his cock gently slipped from me. I felt his cum leaking out. It felt good actually. It all felt good. We quietly got ourselves together, and gathered our things by the hot tub. We walked up the steps toward the apartment. On the way up, I broke the silence,"Marcus, that was amazing, it was something I've never quite experienced either, and I loved it, but that's all it has to be. This one time, we did this thing, and it's just between the two of us. I'll never tell anyone and I don't want to lose you as a friend." We were at the apartment door now, he said,"I know. I trust you." He paused a minute and put his hand behind my head around the back of my neck,"you really gave me a gift no one ever has before and I won't ever forget that." He gave me a quick kiss again, opened the apartment door and said,"maybe it won't just be a one time thing."
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** Please remember to ‘like’ the story if you enjoyed it. Feel free to comment or to contact me via mail. Thx. ** ************************************************************************************************************************* He was seated at the bar, drinking with a couple of guys. From his loud laughter, and the silly things he was blurting out, as well as his overall behavior, it was clear to me he was quite drunk. But on the other hand, he was quite sexy. He was, of course, young, no doubt just over 18. The guys recognized him being intoxicated and touched him inappropriately all the time. They grabbed his ass or rubbed his junk while passing him by. He never complained about it. He just grinned like a fool, feeling probably flattered to be the center of the attention. So I tried my luck and ordered a drink at the bar and while standing close to the drunk twink I let my hand slip into his low hip jeans on his backside and my middle finger moved downwards between his ass cheeks, just to find his hole. I pressed my finger against his hole and he relaxed it and let me pass his sphincter. What a slut, I thought to myself. I gave him a cheeky grin and then went back to the two fellows I was with that night. We were all biohazard stallions and we were, let’s put it this way, interested in the youthful guy. He blinked at me and then moved to the back area, where the darkroom was. My mates fist bumped me and cheered, while I got up from my chair I told them to be nearby, in case…. Getting into the backroom my eyes had to adjust to the dimmed light. I saw him wandering about, but I doubted he would actually be notice all the guys lurking about. The risk was too high, that another dick would grab him first and so I hurried up and greeted him with my low voice. He tried to focus me and then showed a foolish smile asking me, if I was the guy fingering outside. I laughed and nodded to that. “You know… I think I had a drink too much and all the jocks look the same to me. Just a big bulge…..” he claimed. “Oh that’s okay…. you are nothing more than a hole to me.” I replied and although my answer was quite reducing him he flashed another smile. “How about three big cocks?” I asked him referring to my two friends. “I guess it would be okay, but we have to play safe. Okay? My boyfriend is out of town and we are faithful to each other. FAITHFUL (in a loud voice). That’s why you can’t fuck me, but it is okay to fuck me now….” he babbled. Such a wasted guy… I signaled my friends to attend me and so they appeared out of the darkness and greeted the teen. “Hey guys – can I touch your bulges to see if you are well endowed?” he asked us. He massaged each of our bulges and seemed to be satisfied to feel 9+ inches of hard cock meat. We looked for a dark corner and there we turned him around, so that he faced the wall. I opened his jeans and lowered them. They fell to the ground and revealed a beautiful round ass. “Don’t forget the condom” he whispered. “Of course not, but let me first finger you. Get you ready for my fat dick.” I suggested and used a bit lube on my fingers and entered his hole with three fingers at once. I crouched behind him, to get a good angle to finger fuck him roughly. He was moaning and enjoyed it obviously. After a while I used only my index finger and my middle finger to actually scratch him from the inside, while pulling my fingers out. I repeated it over and over again and he complained about the growing pain. I told him that I had to prepare him for the hard fuck, but that I would soon been done. I had to rely on my handy work and so I got up and started lubing up my dick. “Sorry guys… but I can’t get hard. Too much alcohol I guess” he giggled. “Never mind, just let us charge your cunt up and we are gone anyway” I replied. “Give him some poppers” I told one of my friends. He handed the boy the brown bottle and told him to use it. “How?” he asked seriously. “I don’t do drugs” he added. “That’s not a drug baby, it is something to inhale to make you feel horny for cocks” I explained. You can keep the bottle afterwards, in case you want to enjoy some other gentlemen dicks in here. “The condom on your cock already?” he asked while he opened the bottle with a ‘plop’ and then sniffed at the bottle opening, while a pal pressed against his other nose opening. ‘Whoooosh’ “Oh my…. oh fuck…. what is this…..” he stuttered. My friends helped him stay on his feet. I parted his ass cheeks in the meanwhile and entered his soft asshole raw. “Oh fuck, this is it…. oh it feels so good. man…. fuck me hard…. fuck me hard into my pussy” he moaned. We made him inhale more of the poppers and every time he was almost freaking out and begging me to fuck deeper into his body. Of course I rammed my whole cock hard into him. This wasn’t supposed to be a romantic affair. This was hardcore POZ fucking. I fucked my dick hard into his hole, trying to inflict even more damage with every thrust I could muster. “You want to get your slut ass charged?” I whispered into his ears, while he experienced one rush after another. He nodded only “Tell me loud, that I can charge your cunt up” I advised him with my low and calm voice. “Fuck me hard into my ass…. (and then louder) Charge my slut ass up” he exclaimed. I grunted and held him by the shoulders, while I was speed-fucking him now. This put me over the edge and my toxic semen erupted inside his ass. My cock gushed five times and I kept on fucking him, to make sure my seed would infiltrate his body soon. After I pulled my cock out, I pretended I would get rid of the condom and stuffed my dick back into my jeans. My pal was next and I told him, while taking his place, to think about the condom. “Yes…. safety first please…. I don’t want to get sick by these…. sick…. bastards….” he repeated himself and took another good whiff. “I think there is enough lube left in there” my friend said with a smirking face. Without hesitance he entered the twink’s ass, who had one POZ load already inside his body…
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I had moved to a new city about 6 months ago and moved into an apartment with a guy who advertised his spare room on roommates.com. Like me, he was gay, single and had a busy work schedule, so we didn’t see too much of each other around the apartment. His name was Eddie, he was 28 years old, and he was about 5”11, Latino and muscled from a combination of his job as a tradesman and working out at the gym. Both his arms were covered in some of the most beautiful, intricate tattoo sleeves I had ever seen. Also, I was pretty sure he was poz, as I saw some of his medications lying around in the shared bathroom a few times. However, I didn’t give this much thought, as shortly after arriving in my new city I got a boyfriend, and we entered into an intense relationship. I had really loved my boyfriend, Rob, but after about 6 months of dating and practically living together at my place, Rob suddenly broke up with me. With no other explanation other than that “things weren’t fun any more” he packed up his belongings that were at my place, and left. I was devastated, as even though we had only been together a short time, I had genuinely thought that Rob and I would be together for ever. Late the next morning after Rob had left, I finally left my room. Wearing just the jockstrap (which is all I usually sleep in), I walked to the kitchen, where Eddie was standing at the sink, washing some dishes, and I headed straight to the freezer, took out a tub of ice cream, grabbed a clean spoon and started eating. ”Hey man! What the fuck do you think you’re doing? That’s my ice cream!” Eddie cried ”Look, I’m sorry man, I’ve had a bad day...” I started to reply ”You always do this, dude! You take my food without asking, you don’t help with the washing up, and you’re practically naked!” I found this a bit rich, as Eddie wasn’t wearing much more than me - he had on very tight briefs and a singlet. “And I’ll work on that...” I started, but Eddie was on a roll. ”And to top it all off, Rob is over here ALL the time, I should charge him rent too” ”Well, about that, Rob broke up with me last night, so that’s one problem sorted” ”Oh shit, I’m so sorry Joe! I didn’t realise,” Eddie’s tone of voice changed to sympathy, and he grabbed me in a hug. ”I honestly thought we were going to be together forever,” I said dejectedly, as his arms gave me a squeeze, my head on his shoulders and my arms reciprocating his hug. “And he hasn’t given any reason, other than that ‘things weren’t fun anymore’!” ”The guy was a cunt anyway,” Eddie said. “He hit on me a few times when he was over here and you were out, but I didn’t want to say anything” ”Oh man!” I cried out. Eddie’s hug intensified, and as it did, I felt his hands slowly work their way down my back, until they were over my ass cheeks, where he gave a little grab. ”Dude! I JUST broke up with my boyfriend!” I said, though I didn’t break the hug. ”The best way to get over a guy, is to get under another...” he said, looking at me intensely. I returned his look. Eddie was so handsome, I couldn’t help myself, and if I was honest, I had always had a bit of a crush on him. I leaned in to kiss him at the same time as he leaned in. Our lips found each other’s, and we started to explore each other’s mouths. With increasing intensity, we probed each other’s mouths with our tongues, barely coming up for air between each long, deep kiss. We became more and more animated, until I was pushed back into the fridge, which we used to steady ourselves as we made out more. After a few minutes, we broke apart, and I ripped his singlet off him, pulling it over his head, fully revealing his barely covered torso, and only just now noticed that his left nipple had a barbell sticking through it. My mouth immediately went for it, and I latched on to his nipple, sucking it and licking it, while he moaned in pleasure. My left hand moved to his other nipple and started playing with it, my attention to them making them become erect. I broke away from his nipple to kiss him again, and he moved down to my neck, kissing it and biting it a little - I knew I would have hickies to explain when I went back to work on Monday. Fuck! This was hot! I wondered why we had never done this before, and then my new hatred of Rob intensified as I realised that the time I’d spent with him had potentially stopped me from having fun with Eddie. After a few more minutes of exploring each other’s bodies I knew I had to have Eddie’s cock in my mouth. I reached down to his briefs and pulled them down, revealing a beautiful, hard cock that was 8” long and nicely thick, so that I could just get may hand fully around it. At the same time, I pulled down my jockstrap, releasing my own straining cock. Both our cocks were liberally leaking precum. I couldn’t waste any more time, and got on my knees and started to suck his dick. Starting by licking around the big head, and sucking up all of the delicious precum, I started taking his cock into my mouth. Taking my time, I worked his cock into my mouth, gagging a little, but determined to take it all the way so that his pubes and my goatee met. ”Fuuuuuuuuck...!” He moaned. “That’s fucking hot, man! I can’t believe you managed to get all the way down in one go - not many guys can do that” i just moaned in response, my mouth being full of his juicy, thick cock. I started to move his cock in and out of my mouth, taking in air through my nose every time just his cockhead was in my mouth, before going back to deepthroat him. I was (justifiably) proud of my blowjob skills, and I wanted to give Eddie the full benefit of them. It wasn’t long before he started matching the rhythm of my moving in and out, until he was just straight up face fucking me as he held his hands behind my head to keep me in place. I loved every second of it, and reached down to my own cock, to feel the enormous erection I was sporting, and feeling the constant stream of precum that was leaking from my slit. I started to slowly jerk myself as he face fucked me, until he abruptly pulled out. ”Fuck man, I’m going to cum if we keep this up, but I really want to fuck you properly” ”Let’s go to your room then, and do this properly,” I said, standing up, and playing with his nipples as I did so. I playfully grabbed the nipple with the piercing in it and started to lead him to his room. He had no choice but to follow me! When we reached his room, I turned around to face him, started kissing him and fell backwards onto his bed, bringing him with me, so that he fell on top of me. I drew my legs up to encircle him. ”I want you inside of me” I whispered into his ear. “I want you to fuck me, and I want you to cum inside of me. I’ve never been fucked raw, and I want to feel it. I want you to be the first” ”Joe, you know I’m poz though, don’t you?” ”Yeah, but you’re on meds, though, right? You can’t pass it on if you’re undetectable” ”You don’t understand, I’m on a medication break at the moment. The meds were interfering with my liver function a bit, so the doctor took me off them about two months ago, so I’m going to be toxic right now” This gave me pause for thought, but only for a second. ”I don’t care. If I poz, I poz, and I can’t think of a better person to gift it to me than you. All I know is that right now I need you to fuck me, and I need you to cum inside of me” ”You sure?” ”I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life” ”Then let’s do this properly” With that, Eddie went down on me, licking and probing my ass hole with his tongue. He got it wet, and gave me sensations I had never felt from someone eating my ass before. I could feel it puckering up in pleasure with each lick and slight nibble, and then he started pushing his tongue into my hole which sent me wild! ”Oh fuck! Don’t stop! That feels so good!” I screamed. He kept going, getting deeper and deeper with each probe of his tongue. I was in heaven! But suddenly he pulled out, leaving me feel empty. However, I wasn’t empty for long as he started to replace his tongue with his middle finger, gently getting further and further in. One finger became two, as he added his index finger, and two became three as his ring finger went into my hole. He worked his fingers in and out, before finally adding in his pinkie, to make sure that my hole was loose enough to take his thick cock. ”All you’re getting for lube is my spit and precum,” he said as he pulled his fingers out, spat on his cock, and slowly started to push his raw cock into my hole. ”Oh fuck, that feels so good! Give me your poz cock!” ”Yeah? You want my toxic seed filling you up?” He asked, as he slowly pushed further into me. ””Fuck yeah, fucking poz me up! Make me your poz whore!” ”Oh hell yeah!” He said as with one final push, he entered me all the way, and I could feel his cockhead pushing on my second ring. “I’m going to fill you with so much fucking poz seed it’s going to be leaking down your legs for a week!” Now he was all the way in, he started to draw back and pound me, fucking me with all abandon, so that my head was hitting up against the wall. It was like he turned into an animal, lost in the lust of the moment, and the pleasure of pozzing up a neg hole. Holding onto my legs, so they were up in the air, he fucked and pounded me, slapping me every now and then and other times reaching down to kiss me. The sheer animal fury of it took over me as well, as I kept begging for his toxic cum, telling him to poz me up and share his gift with me. This went on for half an hour, and i don’t know where we got the stamina for it, but it was the most passionate fuck of my life. But after half an hour, I could feel his strokes change, and he slowed down, as he growled “I hope you’re ready to become poz because you’re fucking getting my load man!” Then I felt his cock spasm inside of me as he unleashed torrent after torrent of poz cum into my gut. I could feel it warming up my inside, for spurt after spurt. This had to be the biggest load of cum ever! ”Fuck man, give it to me! Give me your poz load!” At the same time, I started my own orgasm, without touching myself. My ass clamped down on Eddie’s cock, milking him for all it was worth, while my dick spewed what was possibly the last neg load I would ever produce all over my chest and face. When he was done, Eddie collapsed on top of me, panting and lazily kissing me on the lips. He slowly pulled out of me, his cock still, incredibly, hard. I could feel some of his cum leak out of my abused hole and onto the bed spread, despite my trying to keep it in. Eddie offered his cock to me, and I noticed a slight pink tinge to the cum before I took it into my mouth to clean off. ”Fuck, that was incredible!” I said once I had licked off the last of the cum from his dick. ”I’m glad you enjoyed it, but we aren’t done yet” Eddie said with a smirk. “I need to make sure my gift takes hold...” And for the rest of the weekend we fucked like rabbits. I must have taken at least 10 loads from him that weekend, and we must have fucked on every surface in the apartment. After that, I never bothered sleeping in my room again, as Eddie and I started dating properly. And six weeks after that initial fuck, I came down with a pretty bad ‘flu. Looks like I got what I wanted...
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Chapter 1 Holden was trying unsuccessfully to tie his bow tie in the hotel room mirror as he prepared for his big day. His nerves were tying him in knots. He was getting ready to marry his girlfriend of two years. He should be overjoyed but the stress of the day was getting to him and to add to it his cousin and best man had still not shown up. Frustrated that he was unable to tie the bow tie he accepted defeat. He took a seat at the edge of the bed and held his head on his hands. Just then Alex flew through the door, with his tux in a garment bag flung over his shoulder. “Dude! Where’ve you been?”, Holden exclaims as he jumps up and hugs his cousin. “So happy to see you! The ceremony is in less than a two hours!” “Don't worry, buddy! I’ve got you!” Alex meets Holden in the embrace. “We have plenty of time. I just got a little side track”, He says with a little smirk. “Oh man, what’s his name?”, Holden asks. “As if I ever stick around long enough to get a name”, Alex laughs. Alex immediately starts to undress to change into the tux. His nicely defined chest is in full view. Below his belly button is a biohazard tattoo on full display. Holden knew his cousin had contracted HIV a couple years back and always admired him for his pride. “Why are you so stressed, man?”, Alex asks seeing the worried look oh his cousin’s face. “I don’t know, man, the wedding, I can’t tie this damn tie, you being late… on top of all that, Rachel has been holding out on me for the last few weeks so my balls are filled to the brim” As Holden explains and Alex continues to change his clothes, he pulls down his pants. Wearing no underwear he exposes his big, hairy uncut cock. this is not the first time Holden has seen his cousins dick. Both Holden and Alex would fool around with each other when they were younger, jerking each other off, but it’s been a couple years since his seen Alex naked and his dick looks even bigger than he remembered it, glistening in the light for his recent fuck. “Well, if you’re horny, I can definitely help you with that”, Alex states with a devilish grin. His veiny dick twitches as he makes the bold statement. “Shut the fuck up, I can’t do that! I’m getting married in a couple hours”, Holden exclaims trying to look Alex in the eye but keeps glancing down at Alex’s growing member. “Dude relax! You need to relieve some tension and you know I’m good at the”, Alex says with a smirk as he goes over to Holden and begins rubbing his shoulders. Holden exhales deeply. “You definitely were good at doing that”, he says with a smile. “Seee! Now just sit here on the bed and I’ll take care of you”, Alex says as he sits Holden down at the foot of the bed. Fully naked Alex begins to undo Holden’s belt and unzip his fly. Holden leans back and rest his elbow on the bed as he watches his cousin get to work. Alex pulls out Holden’s instantly hard cock and begins stroking. Holden fat dick immediately starts leaking precum and Alex squeezes it out of the fat head and uses it to lube his stokes. Holden lets out a deep moan. Pulling down Holden’s tuxedo pant, Alex continues to explore Holden’s body, massaging Holden’s massive balls and massaging his taint “Looks at those massive balls! Don’t worry stud you’ll still have plenty of baby juice for tonight” Alex says admiringly. “I remember back in the day you used to shoot 5-6 massive loads a day. Holden opens his eyes and shoots his cousin a dazed smile as licks his lips in enjoyment. As he does he notices Alex’s heavy dick is now sticking straight up. His huge man dick making him even hornier. Still stoking Holden’s cock, Alex repositions himself standing on the edge of the bed. “You wanna taste my cock, don’t you?”, Alex asks. Looking him in the eye, Holden nods with his tongue out and Alex guides the back of Holden’s head to his hairy dick. Holden senses are jolted as he takes his cousin’s huge cock. The musky smell of his cock and balls tell him the his cousin hasn’t showered in a couple days. The tangy taste is a mix of cum and ass juice from who knows how many hook ups. His throats expands as he tries to accommodate his cousins fat dick head as it flares deep Inside. “Oh fuck! That mouth is so good. Why haven’t we ever done this before?”, Alex moans. Holden briefly take the hairy dick out of his mouth and states, “I’ve always wanted to” and the continues slurping on his cousin’s cock. Encouraged my Holden’s enthusiasm he explores under Holden’s balls and probing his tight hole. Holden moans on Alex’s cock. “Now that you got my dick all lubed, are you ready to graduate to the next step?” Alex asks. As he does he sticks two fingers deep Inside Holden’s jock hole. “Fuck, you got me hard as a rock but you’re positive”, Holden states. “Don’t worry, I can wrap it up for you”, Alex says with a wink. Without waiting for a response he grabs a condom and some lube from his bag and props his cousin’s muscular legs on his shoulders, he slides the condom on, lubing it up after he’s done. Holden stokes his cock and lubes his hole as he waits in eager anticipation for his cousin’s dick. Alex lines his fat cock up with Holden’s hole and pushes in. Holden lets out a short scream as his hole is stretched to the limits. As Holden gets accustomed to the size, Alex continues to slide in until he’s balls deep. “You ready for me to fuck the cum out of you?”, Alex asks. Holden nods with the hunger in his eye. Alex begins fucking his hard and rough “Fuck! This hole is better than I imagined”, Alex states as Holden moans, his eyes rolling in the back of his head. Alex grasps Holden’s dick and starts stroking it as he fuck him with long deeps strokes. As he stokes Holden and he watches his dick slide in and out of this hole he notices that the condom has broken and what remains is a wadded up ring of the base of the condom 3/4 of the way down his shaft. As he continues to fuck him in steady strokes he states, “Holden, the condom broke but your silky insides feel so good I can’t pull out”. “Fuck! please don’t pull out. I’m gonna bust soon. I need to shoot this load”, Holden responds as he grasps the shaft below and feels the broken condom. “You gonna bust with my big raw dick Inside you?”, Alex asks. “Yes sir!” Holden responds as Alex strokes his cock. “Seeing you shoot that load is gonna send me over the edge stud. My poz dick is already so close”, Alex taunts. “Oh fuck, sir!”, Holden responses “You want me to flood your hole with my poz seed?", Alex continues. “Oh fuck I’m so close”, Holden states. “Tell me you want it faggot! Tell me you want my dirty load!” Alex demands. “Please give me your poz load sir!” Holden says with desperation in his eyes. With that Alex pounds hard, deep and rough on Holden’s hole and with in seconds Holden’s whole body tenses up and begins shooting his load. “Fuuuccckkkk!” Holden screams as the load is pounded out of him. “Fuck yeah give me that load!” Alex states. Huge volleys of cum shoot all over Holden’s muscular chest. The sight of this begins to send Alex over the edge. Pounding harder and faster his balls tense up and his dick head flares as he anchors himself deep inside his cousin. “Take my poz load you stupid fucking faggot!”, Alex screams as he blast toxic cum deep inside Holden. Holden clamps his muscle hole around Alex's angry dick and pulls out the last drop of his dirty seed. For a few minutes he continues to massage his load into Holden's wretched hole with his massive dick. When Alex finally pull out his still hard cock he presents it to Holden to clean it off and with out a word Holden sucks it clean tasting the mix cum, blood and ass juice. After, both me are sweating profusely as they try to catch their breath after the hot fuck. The only thing Alex can think to say is, “ I bet that helped relive some of your tension” and both me begin laughing.
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“I want you to seed my ass tonight.” I sent the message and followed it up with some pics of my body and my hole, hoping to entice the gorgeous dude who was apparently nearby, visiting from out of town. A brief conversation followed. Him: “Fuck yes. Time and place? My bf and I would love to sample some of the local hole.” Me: “Later tonight, we will work out the details. Just follow my lead.” Him: “K. U see I’m POZ?” Me: “Yes, yes, and hell yes. This conversation didn’t happen, OK? Just follow my lead and I promise it’ll be worth your while. Tell your bf the same.” Deleting the messages from my phone, I joined Jake, my boyfriend, who was seated in the living room. I showed him the photograph of the ‘gorgeous dude’ asking “Are you interested in playing with this guy and his boyfriend? Maybe the four of us could get together tonight and have some fun.” Jake glanced at gorgeous guy’s sculpted torso and grinned at me in approval. Immediately I shot gorgeous guy this message. “Hey sexy. My bf and I are close by. We’re wondering if you and your bf would like to meet for a drink?” A tense minute followed during which I hoped gorgeous guy would follow my lead. He seemed to understand my subterfuge as this dialogue suggests. Him: “Sure bro. Nice chest, would love to see more. I’m 6’2 200 8c, my bf is 5’9 170, ripped, 7uc.” <sent pic of fat 8” cock> Me: “Great dick dude. I’m 5’11 170 7c, bf is 6’ 170, skinny with a 8 cut dick” <sent pic of bubble ass> Him: “Sweet ass bro. Bf is vers, I’m top. Both poz. That cool?” Me: “Bf is vers too, I’m bottom. Poz cool - we are on PrEP, and use condoms too. There’s a bar on the corner of 8th and Main. Meet you there in 30?” Him: “See you there.” Now, I should give you a bit of background. Jake and I have been a couple for five years or so, and had recently decided to spice things up by playing with others. Always together, and the only way Jake would consider it was if we both went on PrEP and used condoms every time. In fact, he makes it a sort of ritual whenever we play with someone: we simultaneous took our pill, and he would then put the condom on the guy fucking me (and vice versa), always using our own rubbers, never theirs. What can I say? He has trust issues. We headed to the bar, and the moment we walked in, we spotted them immediately. In our relatively small city, hot new guys like this don’t go unnoticed. We headed over and made our introductions - Joey and Jake, meet Andre and Alex. Looking even better than in his pictures, Andre was a tall black slab of beef, solid and masculine, and Alex was a Latin muscle god. Both accustomed to turning heads, I could tell they were sizing us up and deciding if they’d made the right choice. I knew I might have to work to keep their interest, so I muscled my way in between them to order Jake and myself a drink, taking the opportunity to grind my ass into Andre’s crotch while I did so. Subtlety is not my strong suit, but it seemed to work. I felt his strong hand go to my hip and I felt him growing behind me, from what was already an impressive lump into something that felt a bit scary. Meanwhile, Alex cozied up with Jake, and we had a nice conversation over our drink. Formalities out of the way, I leaned in and whispered to Andre, “Let’s get out of here - it’s a little too crowded here. Why don’t we head up to our place and see what kind of trouble we can get into?” With that I winked and smiled at him, then grabbed Jake’s hand and led us out of the bar. They followed us around the corner to our building and up the three flights to our apartment. Stepping inside, Andre pinned me against the wall and put his mouth on mine, hungrily kissing me while Alex did the same with Jake. My hands explored Andre’s muscled chest, strong biceps, broad back, coming to rest on his impossibly taut booty. His hands made a bee line for my ass, kneading my bubble cheeks before undoing my jeans and sliding one hand inside, feeling my exposed crack where he expected fabric, I’m sure. I’d been sure to wear my sluttiest jock briefs, for easy access just in case. He let out a little growl as his finger slid into my crack and toyed with my hole. From the grunts and moans I heard across the hall, I’m imaging Jake was receiving the same treatment. The two visitors then led us into the living room, where they both promptly dropped their pants and underwear, sitting next to each other on the couch. Wordlessly, Andre spread his legs, pointing at his fully erect, rock hard cock. I dropped to my knees and admired his huge ball bag up close, sniffing and licking on it before running my tongue up the underside of his shaft. Jake joined me on the floor, and the two of us showed off our oral skills for our guests, occasionally looking over at each other with our mouths full of cock. It turned me on so much to see him sucking a big uncut Latin dick, and I know he enjoyed the sight of me with my cheek bulged out, lips open wide, servicing a huge black cock. My hole was twitching, it was so ready to take this monster I’d been servicing. I stood up and led Andre into the bedroom, and Jake and Alex soon followed. I finished stripping out of my clothes, but left my briefs on. As Jake went to his nightstand for supplies, I quietly opened mine and grabbed the small baggie and snuck it into my undies. Andre gave me a questioning look, but I just winked and smiled, shaking my head in my boyfriend’s direction. I then pulled Andre down on top of me, encouraging him to crawl between my spreading legs. Jake could see how horny I was, so he jumped right into our ritual. “Joey and I welcome you guys into our home and our bed, but the agreement we made with each other is that we be as safe as possible. I hope you’ll understand. But we try to make it fun too, so we have a little routine we do whenever we play.” He then popped open the bottle of Truvada and shook one out into each of our palms. Each of us extended his tongue, and the other placed the little blue pill onto the other’s tongue, which each of us immediately swallowed. Finishing up with a brief kiss. Jake then grabbed a condom and tore it open. He slid it down over Andre’s huge dong, not without some struggle. He then squirted some lube on it and greased him up good, before pointing him at my hole. My legs were spread wide, my briefs bulging with my hard on and my ass fully exposed and open. As soon as his head touched my hole, I twitched and gasped, and Andre pressed into me as Jake stroked his condom-covered shaft. He got about halfway into me before he paused to let me get used to the assault, at which point Jake went back to concentrating on Alex. When I saw Alex grab Jake’s head and pull him down to choke on his cock again, I knew this was my chance. I reached into my briefs and pulled out the baggie, which Andre could now see contained a clumped-together blue mass. I opened the bag, brought it up to my mouth, and dropped out the Truvada I’d hidden under my tongue, the spit-soaked pill joining all the others as I zipped it back up and tucked it in my briefs. I smiled at Andre and grabbed his ass cheeks, pulling him the rest of the way into my hole. I felt him throb and saw a little glimmer cross his eyes as we connected in that moment, him beginning to understand my earlier instructions to follow my lead. He was balls deep inside me, but the devilish grin on both our faces indicated we both wanted more. A low guttural moan broke our little moment, and we both looked over to see Alex straddling Jake and sinking down on to his eight incher. I was surprised until I remember Andre saying Alex was vers. I found myself understanding why he wanted Jake’s fat one in his hole – it is, after all, pretty fuckin’ spectacular, but it was nothing compared to Andre’s piece. And the fact that the cock currently invading my hole had a little something extra made me leak into my straining briefs. Just then, Andre decided to start to pull out and thrust back in. I let out a squeal as he began to fuck me and tried to regain my composure. I looked at Jake and saw him lost in ecstasy as Alex’s hole gripped him as he bounced on it. Alex then pulled himself off and got on all fours, facing away from us. I watched as Alex mounted him from behind, his cute ass almost smacking Andre as he started to thrust. It was then that I reached down and put my fingers around the base of Andre’s cock. As he continued to thrust in and out, my fingers kept up their pressure, catching on the last bit of rolled up condom. I would release as Andre sank into me, then squeeze as he pulled out, rolling the rubber up slightly. We repeated this for many strokes, locking eyes for the entire process. I saw a hunger in Andre and felt an animal desire start to take over as he did his part in assisting me in removing the protective sheath from his cock. When there was only one small bit remaining, Andre pulled out of me completely as I slipped the rubber off over his head and deftly placed it in my briefs next to the baggie. Grabbing his bare cock, I guided it back to my hole and pulled on his ass with my other hand. I saw his eyes roll back as his raw dick penetrated my hole. He had a delicious smile on his face as our deception played out, my boyfriend fucking his boyfriend right next to us. They were lost in their own private moment, completely oblivious to the secret connection between Andre and me. As he slid into me balls deep, I pulled Andre down for a deep kiss, our tongues intertwining. I could feel him throbbing inside me, and could swear I felt my ass get a little wetter, probably his precum lubing me from deep inside. By means of some serious twisting I was able to whisper in his ear “Man, I want your toxic cum inside me, bro. I want you to charge me up!” He picked up his rhythm then as we heard the sound of Jake’s body slapping against Alex’s as he pounded him hard. Andre grabbed my legs and spread them wide, taking an opportunity to look down at his huge bare dick sliding in and out of my hole. I patted the small bulge in my briefs, indicating the un-ingested PrEP pills and his rubber. I pulled my briefs to the side so my dick could escape, grabbed the condom and quickly rolled it onto my cock. I could tell by Jake’s breathing that he was getting close to cumming. I nodded to Andre in their direction, letting him know we had to make this happen. He responded by fucking me harder than I’ve ever been fucked before - a passion I’d never experienced erupted from his muscle body. He was deep dicking me, long strokes, his huge black ball sac slapping my ass on every insertion. Meanwhile I stroked my rubber-clad dick with vigor, only to hear Jake grunt “I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna cum!” Jake’s pace increased, and the grunts and groans that accompanied his orgasm pushed Andre over the edge. Staring directly into my eyes, he mouthed the words, “I’m gonna breed u” as he shoved in deep one last time. I felt an explosion inside me as his cock propelled jet after jet of diseased cum into my guts. The realization that I’d finally made it happen - I’d taken my first poz load - and that it was happening with my boyfriend right next to me, clueless, it made me shoot my three day load and fill the condom I’d slipped from Andre just moments earlier. Rope after rope invaded my hole from Andre as my own cum overflowed the rubber that was covering my cock. As I felt the bed shifting when Alex and Jake were turning to see how we were getting along, I swiftly pushed Andre’s now softening cock from my hole and pulled the rubber from mine in one motion. I held it down next to his monster and stroked his cock as I pretended to remove it from him. I held it up to Jake as he held his up, both of us tying off the cum-filled rubbers and letting them drop onto the floor, as the four of us collapsed in a heap on the bed. Jake kissed me deeply as we watched Alex and Andre make out a bit. I then pulled Andre down to me and as our breathing began to calm down, I spooned him and whispered into his ear, “I want you two to spend the night. I’m getting Alex’s load too before you guys head out of here.” A smile, a wink, and a sigh as he rolled over and pulled my arm around him. He had no plans to go anywhere any time soon.
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I had never been in with the 'cool' kids. At 5' 8", and always on the skinny side, I was to small for the football team and, if I had to be honest, I didn't find much that I had in common with the other kids at school. It didn't help that as I hit puberty the transformation of my body was less dramatic than I had expected, and for an 18 year old guy, I was left looking somewhat effeminate. I don't know if this was the reason, or it was a combination of reasons, but tonight when I arrived at a party of a school friend, things went downhill fast. The jock kids noticed my arrival and immediately the sniggers and comments began. "Hey Jordan! Why don't you bring those pretty lips over here and learn how to please a real man" yelled Craig, one of the stars of the basketball team. I turned bright red and tried to walk away, but Craig wouldn't let-up, and yelled "Hey, where do you think you're going? I've got a three day load with your name on it pussy boy. Mouth or ass, I don't care. After all you’re just a fucking faggot hole for me to dump a load in." All his friends laughed as I ran from the room. When I got outside I paused to catch my breath. As I felt the hot tears running down my cheeks, I wiped them away, and also decided to go home - I didn't want to be in the same room with those fucks again. I started the long walk back to my place as I had been given a lift by my sister and she wasn't due back for hours, so it made sense to walk back and clear my head. I was about a mile down the road before I realised just how quiet it was. I checked my watch and it was a little after midnight. As I walked along the road absorbed in my thoughts, I heard a car approaching, and, as it neared, I sensed it was slowing down, and sure enough, a pickup pulled up along side me and the driver called-out "Hey kid, what you doing walking by yourself on the road at this time of night?" As I squinted into the cab I saw an older guy, probably mid 40's with steel blue eyes and dark brown crew cut. He looked built, and I could see from the light in the cab that he had massive arms and a thick muscled chest. "I'm heading home from a party that didn't end as well as I had hoped" I replied. "Get in kid. I'll give you a lift. It ain't safe to be walking around at this hour." I looked at him hard for a second, judging whether I should get into a car with a stranger before accepting his offer. "Thanks, Mr…." I started. "Matt" he cut in. "Oh, hey, thanks Matt, I'm Jordan" I replied. "Get in kid, I don't wanna be out all night" I walked round the cab and jumped in. As we headed off down the road I gave him my address, to which he grunted an acknowledgement. I stared out the window, as he didn't seem particularly talkative. As I looked out I saw his reflection in the glass, I found myself admiring his features. He looked so muscled and strong, I found myself imagining him without his shirt on, and within seconds I was starting to get hard. I had been looking at his reflection so long that by the time I glanced out the window I realised I had no idea where we were, all the houses had been replaced by tree flashing past the window. "Where are we? Did you miss my turn off?" I asked. "We aren't going to your house boy" he replied, "we're going to my place. I saw the way you were looking at me, you and me are gonna have some fun." Fear flashed through me and I started to protest, "Look mister I don't know what you're talking about but I need to go home, just let me out here and I will find my own way back." Just as I spoke we turned off the main road and into a driveway, as the pickup drove down the long drive I saw an old house come into view. It looked like an old farm cottage and from best I could tell we were miles from anything. "Listen here, boy. You're coming inside with me. I saw the way you were looking and I know you want a piece of my cock." With that Matt jumped out the cab, walked around to my door and opened it, roughly grabbed my arm, and yanked me from the pickup and towards the house. I tried to break away from him but he had a tight grip on my arm and I was tiny in comparison to his muscled body. Holding me in front of himself, he pushed me down the walk and through the front door. Once inside, he pinned me up against the wall, and finally I could appreciate how much bigger than I was Matt. He stood about 6' 4", and he looked like he was made of 230 pounds of solid muscle. As I looked up at him with frightened eyes, he dropped his hand onto my shoulder and pushed me onto my knees. "Please, let me go! I don't know what you're doing but I just want to go home" I pleaded. "SHUT THE FUCK UP!" he barked at me. "Tonight you're gonna find out what a sissy faggot like you is made for. Open up my jeans and get my cock out, bitch." I hesitated not knowing what I should do, but apparently I hesitated too long because *SLAP* - my face stung as he hit me. "I won't tell you again, boy. Open up my jeans and get your mouth on my cock!" he ordered. Terrified of being hit again, or worse, I started to undo the buttons on his jeans. As I undid each button a pair of white briefs came into view. When I had them all undone I was faced with a wall of muscled thighs and between them an enormous engorged cock, barely contained beneath the thin white material. I watched in fascination as a small wet patch appeared at his cock head, turning the white material clear with precum. "Don't just sit there drooling boy, get that fucker out and in your mouth" he demanded. This being my first time on my knees, I gingerly peeled his briefs down, and taking his thick cock in my hand, I started to slowly suck on the head of his cock. I couldn't believe that I was actually kneeling between the legs of such a hot daddy, and with his enormous tool in my mouth. "What the fuck are you doing boy? Don't pussy about with it, suck that cock!" he roared as he grabbed the back of my head and forced me down on his eight-inch meaty cock. I gasped for air as he forced it deeper down my throat. I could feel the massive head slide down my neck and triggering my gag reflex. He heard me start to gag and barked "Harden the fuck up faggot! You're going to be doing this plenty more, so you better learn how to take it. If you puke on my cock I'll crush your pathetic little balls." I swallowed hard as I tried to stop from puking and with a lot of effort I was able to settle into a rhythm of him plowing my throat all the way down till my nose was buried in his pubes. He fucked my face for about five minutes, then suddenly he stopped and pulled out. I was so thankful. Finally I could breath properly. As I gasped on the ground it occurred to me what I must look like: my face wet with spit and precum smeared all over it, my lips red and raw from the vicious face fucking I had taken - just like a dirty cocksucker. "Time for your next lesson on how to please a real man, faggot" he barked at me, grabbing me by the waist and throwing me over his massive shoulders. He carried me into a room which, from the large wooden-framed bed in the centre of the room, I judged to be the master bedroom. He threw me down on the mattress and as I tried to comprehend what had just happened, I felt him snap a handcuff onto each of my wrists, attaching the other end to the head board. "So faggot, you like to get fucked?" he asked. "Please! No! I have never been fucked; I have never been with anyone before! Just let me go, we can forget about all this" I pleaded. "A virgin pussyboy. Well I'll be damned. This IS gonna be fun" he replied, ignoring my pleas. "How old are you boy?" he asked. "I was 18 two weeks ago, sir" I replied, hoping my age might sway him to release me. "Damn, boy. Eighteen? I'm gonna wreck you so bad no one is ever gonna believe you are 18 ever again" he laughed at me. I watched as he grabbed a knife from his side table and quickly cut off my tshirt and shorts, leaving me naked and bound on the bed. Then he stood back and admired his work, watching me squirm uncomfortably on the bed. Approaching me, he roughly grabbed both my legs and yanked them up, exposing my tight boy ass, a sharp gasp signifying his approval as he admired my virgin hole, only, to my utter surprise, to lean over to explore my hole with his tongue. I squirmed with pleasure as his stubble rubbed against my ass, and his probing tongue made me buck and writhe on the bed. I let out a loud gasp, which, when he heard, lead him to snicker "You like that don't ya faggot? I tell you there is nothing as sweet in this world as 18 year old virgin boy pussy." I could only grunt in response. He ate my hole for about ten minutes, slowly opening me up wider and wider. Then, as quickly as he had started eating me out, he dropped my legs back to the bed. I remember gazing up at his muscled frame, still reeling from the feelings he had brought to my ass. "Ok boy, time for the main event." It suddenly dawned on me what was coming next. "Please sir, can't I just suck you?" I tried one last time to reason with him. He laughed in response, "Hell no boy. I've got a four day load in these balls that's gonna be the first load of man juice to get pumped into that perfect little cunt."\ I looked up at him terrified; he was fisting his cock through the front of his jeans. I watched him reach over and grab the lube, slick up his cock and position it at my virgin hole. "WAIT! Please if you're going to fuck me, at least wear a condom!" I pleaded. "You ain't good enough for a condom, fag. You're just a hole for me to plant my babies in" he replied. And with that, I watched him line-up his massive cock with my tiny pink hole and push his engorged head against it. He pushed hard and my puffy cunt lips finally surrendered and I had his fat cock head inside my ass. Terrified by this man barebacking me I tried to struggle against the handcuffs but it was no use. He had my thighs held tight and he used them to slowly pull me backwards onto his cock. As I looked down the length of my body, my eyes wide open with shock, I could see inch after inch disappear into my hole, and, in under thirty seconds his entire eight inch cock had been eaten by my hungry hole. "Damn, you're tight fag, but that hole just ate my whole dick. You sure this is your first time?" he sneered down at me. He flexed his dick and I cried out. "ANSWER ME BOY WHEN I ASK YOU A QUESTION!" he shouted. "Yes sir, it is my first time" I whimpered. "Then I guess this cunt was just made for my fat cock to plow then, wasn't it?" I didn't reply and so received another slap across the face. "WHAT DID I JUST SAY, BOY?" he roared. "Yes sir. My cunt was made for your fat cock to plow" I sobbed. And on hearing my reply, he started to slide his massive cock in and out of my no-longer-virgin hole. Each punch of his cock deep in my guts made me moan with a mix of pleasure and pain. His bulbous cock head felt like it was raking my insides over and over, stretching my ass lips every time he pulled all the way out, only to pile drive his cock back in a few seconds later. He looked down at his cock disappearing into my hole and smirked, "Well, I guess that answers that question" he said as I watch him slide down to my ass and touch it. "You're all torn up faggot, bleeding all over my cock." I didn't know what he meant and instead of slowing down or stopping this revelation only seemed to make him fuck me harder. He leaned down close to me, his face inches from mine and his massive muscled body completely covering my own lithe figure. I watched as sweat dripped off his face and onto me as he rutted wildly in my now destroyed boy pussy. I watched his eyes change and his face went red as his cock slammed harder into my hole. I'm gonna breed you boy, I'm gonna fill you up with a big toxic daddy load. You're gonna have my babies in you, my toxic babies, and then no one is gonna want you faggot ass pussy ever again." I stared at him blankly trying to work out what he meant. Seconds later he froze and I felt his engorged cock head expand in my ruined cunt, and I could feel the jets of thick white hot cum travel up his long shaft and pump into my guts. "TAKE MY FUCKING POZ LOAD, YOU FILTHY FUCKING WHORE!" he yelled. Suddenly it made sense, the terror overwhelmed me as I realised that right at this moment his fat cock was blasting a massive load of poz cum deep into my destroyed ass. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" I screamed, but it was too late. Even as I went to try and kick him away, he was already pulling his massive cock from my gaping hole. The deed was done. "Not a bad fuck, boy" he said as he re-snapped the buttons on his jeans. "Why did you do it?" I choked out as the tears came. "Someone was gonna poz your stupid cunt sooner or later boy, and I always get what I want" he replied. I tried to roll over and cry into the mattress, I was still sobbing when a minute later I felt him shove a large object in my gaping hole. "A butt plug boy, to make sure my boys don't leak out of that slutty hole" he said. I cried harder into the mattress. "At least until our other guests arrive tonight…" he trailed off.
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I dont post very often but ive been so damn horny as of late and keep having the same fantasy so i figures id try my hand at writing a story This is just a story but damn do I wish I could make it true. So me and my husband are pretty open sexually. We often bring people into the bedroom (both tops and bottoms). About a year ago I've been in a very strong bottom mood and have been wanting to do more and more, and with our Thanksgiving trip coming up we decided to have some out of town fun and push my limits as a bottom. Fast forward to our trip, my husband asks me if I'm still wanting to push my limits, I agree. So we decide to look for tops to gangbang me in our hotel room. We make a post on sniffies for a pump and dump he adds pictures of my hole dripping his load to get attention, but he gets a little nervous about me taking so many anon loads so he makes sure to say that condoms are a must. We both look around for guys to add making sure they know they can't fuck raw. We get to our hotel room and I go to shower and prep for the night, I still keep checking to see if there's any new requests. Thats when I see a message from "rawdaddytop". He sends over some pics of a beautiful thick cock with a big PA piercing. Tells me he loves to breed sloppy holes. This makes me rock hard, I respond back saying how hot he is and that I never took a PA before. I also tell him the hubby doesn't want anyone breeding me but him. It took him a few minutes to respond and I thought I may have scared him off, but he responds with "I normally only fuck raw but I'll bring a condom special for that ass" this makes me so horny and I send him a request to join. He says "I'll join but since I have to use a condom I want your hole sloppy, I'll only fuck you after your hubby breeds you but I wanna watch, and fuck you right after. I also want your hands cuffed and for you to wear a ball gag" I don't see the harm in this so I agree and finishing prepping. Later that night I set up a bowl of condoms on the nightstand with a bottle of lube. We set up the event so that guys will come one at a time. I posted the room number and got in position. The hubby starting me off getting me lubed and open by fucking me while we wait, telling me how much of a whore I am for doing this. Then we had out first knock on the door, the hubby let him in I just lay there waiting I hear him unbuckle and feel him add lube to my hole, and quickly enter me before the hubby even finished propping the door open. He starts fucking me fast and hard, calling me a whore telling me to take his dick. He keeps Jack hammering me until he shoves himself balls deep. "Fuck you feel amazing, trying not to blow into you too soon". The hubby must of heard that because he got up to watch the fuck and saw he never put on a rubber. My hubby quickly told him he needs to put on a rubber. He pulls out and a swear I can feel something running down my balls, i hear him tear open the rubber and put it on and tell my husband "sorry I saw that pic of his sloppy hole and thought he wanted it raw". He enters me again and started to really pound my hole. He goes on for another 5 min or so before another guy walks in, he gives me a few deep thrusts and I hear him grunting before he pull out, slaps my ass pulls off the condom and throws it next to me, and leaves. The second guy already wrapped and lubing himself. I take what must have been 8-10 guys before the room was finally empty again, I lay there exhausted but also still wanting to get fucked. The hubby slides into me easy telling my how slick and open my ass is, how much lube was in my ass. We both must have been really enjoying the fuck because neither of us heard my last fucker walk in. The hubby starts long dicking my hole getting really into it. "Yeah fucking breed his hole, get him nice and ready for me" the hubby clearly startled just responded by fucking me harder "fuckkkk here it comes, take my load baby" he shoves into me deep breeding me hard, I feel rope after rope shooting into me. "Fuck I needed that" he said as he rolls off of me laying exhausted next to me. "Fucking hot, now it's my turn, hands behind your back boy." I realized then it was "rawdaddytop" I put my hands behind my back he reaches over to cuff me and I can feel his PA touching my hole. "Alright next is the ball gag" he reaches over to gag me and I feel his head pop in my hole and let out a little moan. The hubby who now regained his breath was getting hard again at the sight of me restrained and gagged. "You wanna watch me fuck your bitch or would you wanna fuck one of mine?" Me and the hubby both confused, but with me not being able to question anything with the ball gag in my mouth. "Your bitch? What do you mean" "I had my bottom bitch drive me here, gave him a fat load since I can't fuck this one raw" "Fuckkkk you don't care if I breed him?" "No he's nothing but a fuck hole, breed him deep so he's nice and lubed for me and the boys later" "Fuck that's hot well I don't see the harm in it, besides you'll be using my boy so it's only fair. But you still have to use a condom." "Thats fine by me besides I'm already wrapped and lubed see?" After a pause I hear my hubby say to send him up, that they could get fucked together on the bed. "Rawdaddytop" was on his phone texting and said "He's on his way up now, but doesn't like seeing another bottom getting fucked, you down to fuck him in the bathroom?" The hubby was quite for a second "Don't worry I'll take good care of your boy here, you can come back and join us when you finish up" "Okay fine but condoms are a must" "You won't get any complaints from me" I hear the door open and shut and hear "rawdaddytop" tell say "Be a good boy and take care of him, make sure to take your time and make him feel good and you'll get a nice reward" With that they dissapeared into the bathroom. I was in complete shock, is he really going to leave me alone with this guy? We always play together and I'm laying here ass up hands bound, ball gagged with this big thick daddy behind me with a raging hard on and PA piercing. "Mmm good now I have this ass all to myself, have you been a good boy? How many loads have you taken?" I couldn't answer due to the gag but shook my head no. "Aww come on don't lie to daddy, I know you took at least one load." I was very confused thinking back on each guy that fucked me, then it clicked the very first guy. Did he breed me in that short amount of time he was raw? Before I could even finish the thought I felt daddy start pushing into my hole. "Mmmm and here's load #2 boi, open up for daddy" I start fighting the restraints confused, I thought he was using a rubber what does he mean "Your dumb ass husband was too busy thinking about the twink I brought him he didn't even notice the condom I put on was from the used pile you had here, I just flipped it inside out, lubing your ass up with some more anon cum" I started really fighting against him and managed to break free, but he just got mad held me down and said that I need to learn to be a good hole. He grabbed another rubber and I felt him shuving it up my hole "Your gonna learn to be a good little cum hole tonight, we're gonna start by teaching you not to waste cum, we're gonna fuck each one of these condoms into you" We? What does he mean? My husband won't agree to that. I heard the door open and close again "Alright we gotta be fast his husband's in the bathroom fucking that twink we found" Part 2 coming . . .- 24 replies
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Im poz and Im slut. I got that humiliation fetish. I like top guys to humiliate me with dirty words. So, please tell me who I am!
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PART ONE: Saturday When my girlfriend said her brother had got us 4 tickets to see the Sydney Gay & Lesbian Mardi Gras, I wasn't particularly thrilled by the prospect. I'd always been keen to see the Mardi Gras at some stage but the size of the crowd with COVID still around, I was a bit unsure. James' boyfriend David had got us tickets, David was a good 15-20 years older than James and always seemed to be able to get stuff, I didn't really care to know how but Kate was pretty suspicious of him and his motives. All I knew was that we'd all be staying at his luxury apartment afterwards on Sydney Harbour and then we'd make our way home to our little flat the next day. I could tell the atmosphere was tense between them as we met, David kept saying about how he wanted them to go a special party afterwards and that it'd bring them closer together but James said it was too big a step and would rather spend time with his sister. I just did my best to keep out of it. Once the parade finished, we went to a bar nearby & had a few drinks. I ended up spending most of my time talking to David because Kate & James kept looking daggers at him. He seemed a good enough guy and I didn't really see what their problem was. After a few drinks though, I'd decided I'd had enough and wanted to head back to the apartment. David asked if I wanted to join him instead but I said that it wouldn't be my place & I didn't want to offend anyone. "You're a good boy, I'll catch you later on" he said as he rustled my hair and gave me the passcode so I could get in. I looked around for Kate & James to say goodbye but they were nowhere to be found. I'd been crashed out in the spare bedroom for a few hours when my briefs were slowly pulled down & removed. Kate always got horny when she was drunk & it was one of her favourite ways to wake me up, and of course, it was one of mine too! I just lay back with my hands behind my head, loving the sensation when a finger was slipped inside my arse. I opened my eyes with a shock and could see in the darkness an unmistakeably male figure at the end of the bed. I think the movement shocked us both as he roughly & quickly pulled his finger out. "David....is that you?!" "Yeah mate...I'm sorry.....I just came home so horny and seeing you laid out on the bed like that, it was too good an opportunity to pass up." "Yeah...but I'm straight...I've never wanted to do anything with a guy before." "You don't have to....just let me suck your dick...no obligations.....and I won't tell anyone if you won't" With an offer like that, I was hardly gonna refuse was I? "OK sure." and I let him go back to sucking me. He slipped his finger inside my arse again & once again, it hurt so much that I was squirming on his finger, trying to get it out. "I can get some of my lube if you want? It'll make it a lot easier and it's such a great sensation." I quickly agreed and he came back a couple of minutes later, with a small plastic syringe that he put just inside my arsehole and then I felt a cool sensation from the lube. "There's a good boy..." I could hear him mumble under his breath and soon after, my dick was back in his mouth and his finger pushed into my arse a lot easier. He was jerking my cock with one hand as he sucked and he slowly started to work a second finger inside my hole. He'd been fingerfucking me for a couple of minutes and it felt amazing but it wasn't intense enough for me and I could feel my arse crying out for more. "David....can I ask you for something, but you mustn't tell anyone." He took his mouth off my dick, "Sure my boy, what is it?" "I want you to fuck me...I need it so bad. It's like my arse is on fire." "Well, I'd better give it what it needs then. Only thing is though, because I've been seeing James I don't have any condoms...is that OK?" "Yeah...I don't care, I just want you inside me." Through the dim light, I could see him smile down at me as he removed his shirt, exposing his manly hairy chest. I could also make out some tattoos on his arms which made him look even sexier. On removing his jeans, I could see that he'd gone commando for the night and a hard cock of what must've been about 8 or 9 inches stood out from his hard body. He pulled something out of his jeans pocket and put it next to my legs as he moved between them, opening them even more. I did the best I could to try to shuffle down to his dick and he pushed his two fingers deep inside me, fucking me again as he gave me instructions. "You're a very impatient one! You've definitely never been with a guy before?" I shook my head. "So what I want you to do, is take 2 deep sniffs in each nostril from this bottle I'm gonna give you after I have a go OK. It's your first time so it's going to hurt, but between this & the lube it'll make it a lot easier." It was an empty feeling as he pulled his fingers out of my arse and it hurt again but I could hear him take 4 sniffs from the bottle and he pressed it to my hand. I could feel his cockhead against my arsehole as I took my hits from the bottle, trying to do it roughly the same length of time as David. It was a mixture of nervousness & excitement as I took the hits, I couldn't wait to have his cock in me, but how much was it going to hurt? I'd only just screwed the lid back on the bottle when I found out as he pushed his cock deep in my arse. I felt like screaming, whether it was for joy or pain I couldn't tell you, but it was such an incredible feeling to have that need in my arse being sated. Even if I wanted to scream I couldn't though, as David & myself were making out like we'd been lovers all our lives. Apart from silly pecks on the lips with friends, I'd never kissed a guy before and the feeling of his beard against my mouth was incredible. That. combined with his cock driving hard up my arse had me feeling better than I ever had before. It was like something had been unlocked, I had no inhibitions and I was made to have cocks up me. I had my legs wrapped round David and was pulling him as close to me as I could. I think any closer he'd be the other side of me but I just wanted his dick as deep in me as possible. "I knew you'd be perfect for me the moment I laid my eyes on you. Did you want me to make you my boy forever?" he grunted in my ear. I groaned that I did. "I don't want you to do that, I want you to tell me, tell me that you want your daddy's load and that you wanna be converted." Was he crazy? There was nothing that I wanted more than to have a cock inside my arse at all times. I knew now what my arse was made for. "Please convert me Daddy, I want your load so much!!!" I screamed out. He grabbed both my cheeks with one hand and said "Welcome to the club" and he kissed me hard & deep as I could feel his cock flood my arse with cum. "God there's nothing like converting a straight guy," he said smiling at me as we kissed. I'd never felt so good before, I wasn't sure whether I was in love with David, but I was definitely in love with having dick up my arse so I guess I was truly converted! It was such an empty feeling when his cock softened and fell out of me. He moved to the side and gently pinning me as we kissed deeply, slowly worked three fingers inside me. It made me feel right again. "I just wanna make sure it takes," he whispered to me. I wanted it to take too so I could have this sexy man's cum inside me forever. I was squirming hard on his fingers, too hard as it turned out as I felt a sharp pain inside and I let out a short gasp. "Shhh...that's OK" he whispered. "It always hurts after the first time, but don't worry....there'll be plenty more times tonight for practice. There's my good boy..." I pulled him down into a kiss, letting him know that I was so glad there'd be more. My arse needed it & I needed it. END OF PART ONE
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I'm not usually one for fiction or making up fantasies. I much prefer going out and getting used for real by whoever is available and needs to unload. It might be due to long term chastity but recently I've started having dreams and fantasies about surfer guys using me. Now these were always my go to fantasy types since I was a kid but lately the daydreams have become much rougher and reflective of my needs to be dominated and cumdumped. So here's the fantasy: I meet this hot surfer dude at a bar or a party, we're having a joke on but he's way too drunk and getting his arm round me and falling onto me and telling me how he's straight but how I'm kinda hot and then laughing about it, eventually we head back to his near the beach and on the way he's telling me how he wants to fuck my pussy, that I gotta be a good bro and promise him that I'll let him fuck my hole, repeatedly asking me to promise him that he can fuck me, I give in and promise him that he can and eventually we get back to his place. We have a few more drinks and end up stripped down, me totally naked on his bed and him shirtless but still in his saggy surfer jeans. He starts telling me more about hot stuff he wants to try, it's all normal vanilla stuff except when he gets to chastity cages and how he likes seeing cocks being locked up and then drunkenly getting out a selection of metal cock cages from a drawer. He's still too drunk and starts trying to put one on himself but it turns out he's much too hung, he's still soft and he's trying to get this huge flaccid cock into a little nub cage and we're laughing about it. I try to help but he just gets frustrated before giving up and starts trying to put the cage on me instead. I let him cos I'm still drunk myself and it works much better as my cock is only average. Eventually we get it on and he starts admiring it as he pulls the key out and locks it on me. Once it's on the mood changes completely. He puts the key in this pocket and then looks up at me, cold stone sober and grins at me. Telling me how I'm his now and how he owns my little clit. I try to see if he's joking and reach for the pocket with the key in but he grabs my hand and shakes his head. I'm not getting unlocked until he cums inside my ass. I'm getting a bit nervous but he's hot and I was wanting him to fuck me anyway so I agree but he just laughs telling me I don't get it. I promised him that he could fuck my pussy, but you see he only fucks the most WRECKED holes. He can only get hard and only get off when he's sliding into the most sloppy and gaping mancunts, so I'm not getting fucked until I've let him ruin my hole and I'm not getting unlocked until I've got his dirty load deep in my guts. I start to argue but he just pulls the key out his pocket and starts telling me how, if I argue, it's getting lost and I'm never gonna get my dick back. He slaps my caged dick and it hurts, asking me if I understand and I nod my head. I give in to the sub side of me that's honestly really turned on but frightened by this situation and agree, still desperate for his load and wanting to be fucked so badly. He smiles and starts telling me what he's gonna do to me to get my cunt loosened up and wrecked. The first time he cums in me it's gonna be from jerking off inside me, getting his whole fist wrapped around his thick ten inches and pulling back my cuntlips with every stroke. Nothing less than that is gonna be enough. So he's gonna need it to be fucked more, fucked regularly by all his buddies, in fact anyone that steps through that door is his buddy and I'm gonna let them all fuck and breed me if I ever want to be free. Getting my hole filled up with their loads and needing to be plugged between sessions with the plugs getting bigger and deeper to open up my insides ready for him to use. While he's telling me this he's got some lube out of a drawer and starts fingering it into my hole from behind, slowly moving his finger inside me while holding his other arm across my chest, whispering in my ear about how used I'm gonna be. He slides a second finger into me and starts pulling them apart and stretching out my hole as he talks about putting posters up at the beach advertising my cumdump ass and saying how it's not gonna be long until guys are gonna have to be double fucking my ass just so they can feel it but it still won't be wrecked enough. He tells me there's probably gonna be a lot of guys needing to cum or wanting to try fucking a cumdump but that wanna stay discreet, hell even some of my friends probably want a go in my hole but were too scared to ask when I could refuse. So he's just gonna have to keep me blindfolded while I'm being used, stop me seeing the guys that are coming round at all hours of the day to fuck my holes. My new master pauses for a moment and turns me round to him, looking me in the eyes and asking "You on PrEP brah?" I tell him I am and he asks me whether I've got it with me. I shake my head and he smirks again. "Let's see how long that lasts bro". He then grabs my head and pushes me down to my knees, grabbing his phone from his pocket before taking his jeans off and throwing them across the room, making a point to get the key to my cage as far away from me as possible. When his still flaccid cock is out in front of my face he tells me to start sucking it and I obey, filling my mouth with his thick surfer dick and begin to work on it, running my tongue across the head and trying to get it hard in the hope that he'll give in and just fucks my hole while it's still tight. "Good bitch", he says, "Keep doing that. I've got some invites to send." -
My name is Lee, I’m 36, 5’10”, average build, and I’m told I’m very handsome. I have been a prude sexually most of my life. I was a church kid growing up, then joined the military at 18. I didn’t lose my virginity until my early 20's, being too afraid to get caught under DADT. Even after I started having sex I didn’t sleep around, only having sex with men that I was dating. That being said, despite my prudish past I’d always hated condoms. To me it killed the mood when you had to stop to put a condom on, and I hated the lack of closeness condoms injected into sex. I finally had my first hookup at the age of 26 when I moved across the country to a new city, but the guy developed feelings for me and I swore them off off for years after that. Things were much the same when I met my only true long term boyfriend, Kyle. I knew Kyle from Recon, a site I’m sure many of you are familiar with. We’d chatted off and on for over a year, but he was friends with the guy I’d hooked up with, so I avoided meeting him in person even though we shared a lot of the same fetish interests. He finally asked me out and I relented, and just like so many others I made Kyle wait a long time before we had sex. But sex with Kyle was different. Unlike every other guy I’d been with, he never asked for a condom and I never asked him to put one on. From the first time he fucked me and filled me with his cum I knew I would never go back to condoms. During Kyle and I’s almost 4-year relationship we both remained active in the fetish community, attending events like MAL and IML, maintaining profiles on Recon, and having playtime with other kinky guys (almost always unprotected). Kyle introduced me to his fetishes, which included fisting, and he started stretching my hole to try to fist me. During this time, I met a guy named Ryan on Recon, and he introduced me to the site that would change my life for good: Breeding Zone. At first I only read the General Bareback section, and the stories were enough to get me off. However, I always saw the Bug Chasing and Chem Sex sections staring back at me, though I couldn’t bring myself to read them. Things changed once Ryan sent me a link to a story on Breeding Zone in the Gift Giving section, despite my misgivings on the topic I read the story and I was more turned on than I had been in years. I was hooked. At first I read the Gift Giving stories, but I eventually graduated to the Chem Sex stories which turned me on even more. I had introducted Kyle to Breeding Zone as well, and he knew I was turned on by these stories, but we ended our relationship before we could explore them. After my breakup with Kyle I wasn’t feeling as prudish, but I knew deep down that I had turned into a bug chaser, so I avoided sex for quite a while. Finally, I knew that wasn’t a long term solution, and PrEP was becoming more widely available, so I went to my doctor and got a prescription. I took it dutifully for over 2 years, but deep down I knew I still hungered for a poz guy to own my hole. Separately, I had also been trying to take a fist since I was with Kyle, and since poppers weren’t enough for me to open up, I was convinced I was going to need chemical assistance to take my first fist. Enter Pup, a very sexy, poz, mid-30’s friend of mine. Pup and I started chatting on Scruff right around the same time I began taking PrEP, when I was finally more comfortable chatting with poz guys. Pup was partnered at the time and undetectable, which made me feel safe even though it was just chat, and we developed a good long distance friendship (he lives in a southern state almost 1,000 miles away from me). Last year he told me that he and his partner had split, but the more interesting thing to me was that Pup was into fisting, and he informed me that he had gotten into PNP. I told him about my frustration with not being able to take a fist, and he assured me that PNP would allow my hole to open up once and for all. However, he also informed me that if I played with him he only slammed. Regardless of this fact I knew I had to try it. He also made sure that I knew he was positive, and there was still a small possibility that I could be infected if we played. I assured him I was aware of the risks and I was fine with them. Pup and I chatted for months about meeting, and we finally agreed in January of this year on a date: Easter weekend. I was nervous but I knew that I needed to meet him. I genuinely liked the guy and he was going to help me fulfill my fisting desires. I made sure I was clear with him ahead of time that I only was going to PNP to get fisted, and he agreed. Other than that we didn’t discuss too many particulars of what our weekend together would entail. I got on a plane after work on the Thursday before Easter and flew to his city, and took an Uber to his apartment. He had a friend of his let me into the apartment, and he gave me some instructions to prepare for the weekend. I followed his instructions, but once he got home I think he could tell I was nervous, so we agreed to hold off on PNP until the next day so we could get to know each other better. We went to a sex toy store and picked up some supplies, and then he fucked me before we passed out for the night. The next day we had a short conversation about limits. “How do you feel about having other guys join us? I have another guy that wants to fuck you.”, he told me. “I don’t know if I’m comfortable with that just yet. It’s a fantasy of mine, but I’m really just here to take my first fist.”, I replied. “How about we play it by ear?”, he asked. “That works for me.” “What are you most concerned about with slamming, boy?” “I just want to make sure I get sleep, and that I take my PrEP.” “I’ll make sure you get sleep, boy, but your PrEP is your responsibility”, he responded, quickly ending the exchange. After that he told me it was time to slam, and he explained the entire process of what was happening as he fixed our slams. “Get your phone out, boy. You’re going to want this on video.” “Are you sure? I’m not sure I want this on my phone.” “Trust me, in a few minutes you won’t care, and you’re going to want to watch this later.” Though I was hesitant I agreed to record it. I was so nervous I was already tingling all over as he tied the tourniquet around my arm and prepared to insert the needle. “This is just a small slam, .20.”, he explained as he showed me his own slam for comparison, which contained over twice as much. “Get the camera ready, boy.” I started recording. I saw the register, the red tinged liquid disappeared, and he snapped the tourniquet off of my arm. What followed was unlike anything I’d experienced in my life up until that moment. Most people on here describe a warm feeling after a slam, for me it felt opposite. It felt like a chill was spreading throughout my body (but in the best possible way) and Pup took my phone from me to film my reaction. I was euphoric beyond my own comprehension, and had trouble even forming words for a few minutes. Suddenly my inhibitions had melted away. Pup started questioning me. “What do you want, boy?” “I want to take my first fist”, I answered. Pup shut off my phone and kept asking me questions. “You want me to invite some other guys to try out your hole, boy?” “You can invite anyone you want, Sir.” “You haven’t earned the right to call me Sir, call me Pup.”, he growled. I stammered an apology, and he asked a few more questions that are kind of fuzzy to me now. But then he asked a question I didn’t expect, and that I’ll never forget, “You’re a bugchaser, aren’t you, boy? You want to get pozzed this weekend?” To be continued…
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