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OK so this happened on my way back from vacation. I had stopped at rest stop late at night to grab an energy drink for the rest of the drive home. I got my drink and sat at a picnic table under a streetlamp to enjoy the cool summer night and to check grindr for any new dick pics. After scrolling thru the usual "heys" and "pic?" for a few minutes, I get a new message from a blank profile that says "is this you" followed by a picture of me sitting on the table under the light. I look up and see a few cars in the dark parking lot but I can't make out any details. I feel my phone vibrate and I look down at a new message that reads "go to the restroom and meet me in the last stall". My curiosity and horniness gets the better of me so I finish my drink and I do as instructed. I sit in the last stall as instructed for a few minutes until I hear the door creak open. Heavy boots sound on the aging tile. The stall door swings open and I meet my mystery man. He's an older stocky scruffy and tanned latino man standing a few inches taller than me dressed in a neon safety yellow shirt and jeans. He says, "you're such a good boy, following my instructions. I'm Tomas and I've got something I think you'll enjoy" Tomas unfastens his belt, undoes his jeans, and whips out one of the biggest cocks I've ever seen. As long as my forearm and almost as thick as the can my energy drink came in. It was uncut and then the smell hits me. I immediately smell the sweat and musk of his cock and balls. It smells so good I forget where I am and i drop to my knees and start kissing the head and down the shaft. Tomas says "I knew you such a pretty little cocksucker the moment I opened that app and saw your profile. I got so hard watching you walk to the restroom I figured you'd like a taste" I lick his shaft back to the tip before kissing it and sucking on the head. I'm sucking his cock getting it nice and wet for a few minutes only reaching half way down his cock. It's so thick. Tomas notices that I'm struggling to deep throat his fat cock. He moans "let me help you with that" and he forces my head down to the base. I hit the base and gag. He holds my head there and I inhale the scent of his sweat and musk in his pubes. I gag again and force myself off to get air. I catch my breath and move towards his balls. Tomas drops his jeans and steps out of them revealing a pair of hairy muscular thighs and his jockstrap. He pulls down his jockstrap and steps out of that and pulls off his shirt showing his hairy chest. Once he's undressed, except for his boots, I reach for his balls to savor his musk. I take his balls in my mouth and suck on them. His musk is so intoxicating. Tomas says "OK now it's my turn. I don't want to bust before tasting that sweet boy ass". He pulls my shirt and shorts off. My pale cock pops out. I've been leaking precum this whole time. "No underwear? You were looking for cock weren't you? Always at the ready like a good little faggot. Now, turn around" he orders me. I do as I'm told. "Wow that ass is unreal. Can't believe you were trying to hide this underneath your gym shorts" Tomas kneels down and spreads my ass showing him a smooth pink hole winking at him. He dives in first kissing my hole before digging his tongue in. His tongue plunged as far as it can go swirling around my insides. He eats my ass so good. After a few minutes of getting my hole nice and wet, he slips two fingers in to start working my hole. He reaches around and slowly starts milking my cock. As his fingers rub my prostate I start getting close to cumming. "Are you about to bust? Cum in my hand. I want to taste it" I do as I'm told and I cum in his hand. He takes his hand and licks the cum off. He stands up and spins me around kissing me, mouth full of cum. We swirl the cum back and forth, our tongues dancing before I swallow it all. "What a good boy. I didn't even have to tell you to swallow. Now bend over facing the toilet. I think you're ready for my cock" I do as I'm told and bend over. I grab the toilet and hang on. He spits on my hole and slowly pushes the head in. I feel my hole begin to stretch to take his cock. He spits on his cock and pushes forward until he's all the way in. "Wow I'm impressed. Most boys your size struggle to take my cock but you took it like a seasoned faggot. I bet you take a lot of big cock." I play with my hole a lot but it feels like he's going to tear me in two. Tomas puts his hands on my hips and begins to thrust slowly at first until he's built up speed, rhythmically pounding away at my hole. His big low-hanging balls slap mine in rhythm. He pounds away for a few minutes before pulling out with a loud pop. I feel my hole gape. He plunges back in before it can close. He smacks my ass with his big bear paw of a hand. A loud smack echoes off the walls in the empty restroom. My hole clenches tight around his fat cock and I feel it pulsate. He moans and cums deep in my ass. It's warm but feels so good. He pulls out and says "you did good taking it all but I'm still hard. Let's go another round" I turn around and see him still hard. He sits down on the toilet and orders me to fuck myself on his cock. I turn around, line my still tender hole up, and slowly sink down on his cock. I moan the whole way down. I start moving up and down until I'm bouncing. I'm moaning the whole time. Tomas leans down, grabs his jockstrap, and says "if you don't quiet down, I'll shove this in your mouth. Understand?" I nod and moan out a 'yes sir' before bouncing some more. The door to the restroom creaks open and I freeze and sit on his cock. Tomas shoves the smelly jockstrap in my mouth and whispers "quiet". He flips me up and onto his chest. He slowly slides me up and down his cock, my feet resting on his beefy thighs. There's someone else 10ft away pissing. Tomas whispers to me "do you think we should invite him in?" I shake my head no. "Good I didn't want to share my toy" The door creaks open again and the stranger leaves. Tomas, still holding me up, picks up speed again, using gravity to drive himself deeper inside me. He pulls the jockstrap out of my mouth and says "let's cum together". He thrusts some more getting deeper and deeper each time. I feel his cock tense up and he floods my hole again, more than when he cummed the first time. I cum too exploding all over my chest. He slides out of me, his cum dripping out of my used hole, and pushes me off of him. I reach to my used hole and push some of his cum into my hand. I lick it off and kiss him, pushing his cum into his mouth. We swap it back and forth before I swallow it. "Damn boy you have been the best reststop faggot I've ever fucked. Spread your ass for me, I want to see it gape." I do as I'm told and bend over spreading my ass to show my gaping used hole. It's tender and cum drips on the floor. We both get dressed and clean up, and walk out one at a time. The cum leaks out my hole as I walk back to my car, my ass sore while I make the trip back home.
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In the age of iPhones and apps, I had completely off cruising in rest areas. I did it throughout my 20s, but then it was replaced with online options and later apps. So when I stopped at a rest area yesterday for a quick pee, I was surprised to find guys cruising in the restroom. Surprised and EXHILARATED. It’s a rest area fairly close to my home, so I have never stopped there before. But I was running errands and, with most places shut down for the pandemic, I didn’t want to rely on chance because I needed to take a whiz fast. The rest area is along 495 outside Boston, so it sees a lot of activity, even with the reduced traffic due to the shutdown. I ran in quickly, the musty smell of a public restroom sheathed in concrete with too little ventilation quickly reminded me of being 20 and discovering this [banned word] cruising ground. There were two older guys hanging out at the urinals. I didn’t think much of it at first, but once I was in position I left the sexual tension in the air, and caught a sidelong glance at my cock from the guy on my right. I took a furtive glance at one, then the other, and saw both were semi hard. A thrill ran through me and I realized I had wandered into a cruising spot. It’s been a month since I’ve had any action, and I got hard right away. My next step may sound odd at first. I finished peeing, zipped out, and darted out of the restroom. I imagine the guys were disappointed I wasn’t a new playmate — or at least not an obvious one, yet. I opened the trunk of my car and pulled out my emergency overnight bag (I keep one in case I decide to crash at a friend’s house after drinking too much). It only took a moment to pull out the small bottles of poppers and lube stowed there. If I was going to get cruised, I was going to be ready for action! I walked back into the restroom, unzipped, and caught the startled guys quickly separating from one another at the urinals. I didn’t waste time stepping up the urinal and starting to stroke. The chubbier of the two silver daddies didn’t waste time either, immediately reaching over to grab my cock. I moaned softly — it’s been a month! He was actually a bit aggressive, but I didn’t care — I can work with aggressive. The other guy was more tentative, slowly stroking to my right as he watched us start. The guy to my left had stepped closer, working both our cocks. I knelt down and started blowing him. He clamped a hand on the back of my head and started pumping. I was totally caught up in the scene, blowing this guy at the toilets, the musty smell of his balls mixed with the stagnant restroom air, and the risk we were out in the open. “Come with me,” he said, pulling my shoulder. I stood up and we walked back to the last stall, which happened to be handicapped. I dropped trowe, both of us standing together stroking. I look around the larger stall, disappointed by the metal dividers. I remembered my 20-year-old self discovering the allure of gloryholes roughly cut in the old fiber dividers, and sucking anonymous cocks that peeked through looking for satisfaction. That little bit of nostalgia was helping feed my excitement now, and I reached out to take the chubby daddy’s hand and guided it to my ass. He didn’t waste a second. He aggressively handled my ass, separating the cheeks to find my hole and roughly finger it. His eyes got a bit wild as he looked at me and confirmed what was being offered. I pulled out poppers and took the first hit with one hand while pressing the bottle of lube into his hand with the other. He popped the top open and began lubing my hole. The intoxicating rush of poppers washed over me as I stepped one leg out of my jeans, finding a more relaxed position to have him begin working my ass. I was generous with the lube on his cock, making sure it was totally slick. He stepped behind me and I bent forward, taking a second hit of poppers. He pushed against my hole. It was an aggressive push. He wasn’t graceful, but was a man on a mission. I’m sure I winced and gasped at first, but he didn’t give me a chance to do anything about it. His cock just forced my hole open and he roughly grabbed my hips. He just banged away at my ass, thrust after thrust after thrust. It was easy to find his rhythm, and I matched it by pushing back onto his cock when he thrust forward. There was some quiet smacking of skin on skin while he raw fucked me. Otherwise we were quiet, knowing anyone could walk into the restroom and interrupt us. We both knew time was short, and he wasn’t going to waste this chance. I was caught up in the thrill of a sleazy rest area fuck, buzzed on poppers with a stranger’s cock pounding me. He started to get more intense, and I knew what was coming. He grunted quietly, the rhythmic pounding now becoming long, deep, deliberate thrusts — he held each thrust inside me a moment before delivering another one as he pushed his load further up and in. He never asked or said a word; he just used my hole as his dumping ground. After how aggressive he’d been, I was surprised he decided to linger in my hole a few moments after breeding me. He seemed to be relishing the warm, tight space he’d just violated. Then I felt his cock slide out of me, and I started to stand up. ”You’re not done yet” I felt a hand push me back into the bent over position. The other daddy was still there — I had kind of forgotten about him. He lined his cock up with my hole and entered more slowly than the first guy had. I gasped a bit and quickly fumbled for my poppers and a strong hit. This cock was much thicker and penetrated deeper. “I’m already close,” he whispered. I couldn’t hold in the grunts as this guy fucked me. He had more style than the first, appreciating how good his own cock felt inside a tight ass. In the moment, I didn’t care we were in a public space. “Oh my fuck!” I said, feeling that hot cock use me. He seemed to be panting, and it wasn’t long before he unleashed his load, cum spraying inside me. “Oh fuck. Breed me~” He added his load, pushing it in deep and making sure he got everything from me that he wanted before pulling out. He tapped my ass, zipped up his lubed cock, and walked out of the stall. The first guy was also gone. I pulled my jeans back on, washed my hands, and headed out. In my head I was still reeling from the hot experience. Bred by two anon daddy’s in the rest area. Yes, I’m going back today.
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My boy and I had a few weeks off for vacation and decided to buy a beat-to-shit car and drive cross country. We figured we'd make it to San Francisco, fuck around in some sleazy bars, and then fly home. We drove for a few days, changing off who was driving every so often. Somewhere in Iowa, my boy was driving as I was dozing. It was early evening, and I was beat, hoping to find a motel with wifi so I could log on and see if I could get some corn-fed hicks to come fill up and stretch out my boy's hole. We don't believe in condoms and sharing his sweet hole with guys, POZ or not, is my favorite thing in the world. Spit, dick, and ass. That's all we need. I guess we've both taken dozens of POZ loads and hundreds of loads we didn't ask about. We haven't been tested, but if we're not sick, it's a fucking miracle. With my eyes closed, I sensed the car coming to a halt. I opened one eye as my boy was opening his door. He said, “Gotta piss. Be right back.” We were in an empty parking lot outside of a roadside rest stop. After glancing at the clock in the radio, I went back to sleep figuring we'd be on our way in a bit. I was woken by the sound of a motorcycle stopping. Twenty minutes had gone by. I opened my eyes in time to see a tall hunky redhead with a mustache hopping off his bike. Sexy sunglasses, leather boots and jacket, tight jeans, the works. I wondered what could possibly be keeping my boy? I dozed off again for about five minutes, and noticed the motorcycle was still there. I figured I could piss too, so I headed in. I headed in to a dimly fluorescent-lit tiled room with a filthy piss trough, a leaky sink, and one big stall. I didn't hear anything, so I thought I'd investigate the stall. When the plywood door swung open, there was my slutty boy on his knees, jeans at his ankles, quietly sucking the motorcycle stud's cock for all he was worth. The fucker still had his sunglasses on too. The stud didn't seem bothered by the arrival of a new-cummer. He was pulling my boy's hair, skull fucking his face. “You want some of this?,” he asked. “Hell, I can have it anytime I want. He's my boy,” I replied. He must have though I meant my son. He quickly pulled my boy's head off his huge spit-slick cock and said, “Shit, man! I'm sorry. I didn't know.” “Didn't know what? That I get off watching him take stranger's cum?” With that, he smiled, and went back to face-fucking my boy slut. I wriggled my jeans down and started nursing my cock to full hardness. I bent down and after rearranging my boy, stuck my tongue as far up his hole as possible, working in two, then three, then four fingers. I figured this guy's thick cock would delight my boy more if he was properly stretched out. My own cock was drooling it's own questionable juice, so I scooped up a bit in my hand and asked, “You want this up his hole or on your meat?” He pulled my boy off and lubed up his already-wet cock with my juice. He swung my boy around so he could get at his loosened hole. “Want me to bag up,” he said as he grinned. “What for? Got anything we should know about?” “Uh, yeah.” “Can't be something he doesn't already have. Stick it in.” That was all the invitation this stud, who was infected with -BLANK-, needed. In one thrust, his beer-can thick cock was balls deep in my boy's hole. He squirmed with delight as the guy thrusted in and out, over and over, faster and faster. My boy was trying to blow me but was having such a good time, it was all he could do to hold himself up and off the filthy tiled floor. I pulled back to enjoy the view, slowly jerking myself as I watched this fucker go to town on my boy's sensitive vulnerable raw hole. The stud took raised his sunglasses to his forehead with one hand, revealing the sexiest clear blue eyes I've ever seen. He looked directly at me and asked, “Can I breed him?” “What the fuck do you think?” The stud's thrusts got faster and faster and he finally lunged forward, loading my boy's hole up with some unknown sort of toxic spooge. As soon as he stopped shuddering, my boy swung around to clean off his poisoned dick. Not knowing what the stud had made it so hot to watch as my boy licked off his own ass juices and toxic cum. I shoved my dick as deeply as it would go into my boy's wrecked pussy and came after a few intense seconds, forcing the stranger's load deeper and deeper into my boy's guts. I pulled up my jeans as the stranger did the same. He leaned forward, grabbed the back of my neck, and forced his tongue down my throat. I nearly came a second time. He looked directly into my eyes and whispered, “Hope you guys have a good doctor. You're going to need it.” With that, he pulled away, put his sunglasses back on, and strode out of the stall. I smiled at my boy, curled up on the cold tile, legs spread wide, shoving four fingers in his drippy hole as he brought himself to climax, covering his tight abs and chest with his own questionable cum. I picked him up, and helped him dress, not letting him clean off or wash up. I scooped my boy up in my arms and brought him back to the car. I poured him into the back seat and started the engine. I noticed a piece of paper that had been shoved under the windshield wipers. In barely-legible script was written, “that was hot. your boys hole milked out a toxic aids load. should i have told you first?” Hell no. Breed first, ask questions later.- 14 replies
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I have access to a clean, seldom used, lockable private bathroom in a building in the area. Easy entrances, freight elevator access with few other rooms on the floor. Basically, only the men’s, storage and elevator maintenance rooms. Ever need a quick break, fast relief, urinal play and/or look at or sniff of a real set of cock and balls before work, during the day or before heading home? Let’s meet up and suck, fuck, kiss, hug, fight, wrestle, do push ups or piss. Or all of the above. Or shall I look for a workout buddy in grand park? We could run, do bodyweight exercises and (cold) showers (separately, maybe). Where are my close-by, smartly dressed, administrative, technical, tactical, proficient talented cum sleeves and sperm donors?
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Earlier today, a guy that I faintly recognized appeared as a recommended friend on Facebook. He looked familiar, but I couldn't recall where I would have met him. Then I remembered: He often cruised the restrooms at university and was known simply as "thick boy." He was quite short, maybe 5'6", and had an athletic build (well-defined pecs), pale white skin, strawberry blonde hair, nice reddish scruff, and a handsome face. But, most memorably, he had a very thick 7.5" cock, so thick you could barely wrap your fingers all the way around it. The first time we met, he had responded to a CL ad that I posted, and he agreed to meet up in one of the more remote, less cruised university restrooms. I preferred anonymous understall action, but when I entered the restroom, he was standing at one of the six urinals tucked in the back corner. There as plenty of time to compose oneself if someone entered the restroom through the old squeaky door. I approached the urinal beside him and pulled out my already erect cock. He was standing there in a thin t-shirt and baggy gym shorts, rubbing his visibly hard cock. He seemed really nervous, so I reached over and started to stroke his cock through his shorts. Damn, this guy's girth was unbelievable. After a couple of minutes, he finally pulled out his cock. I bent over and tried to take as much of his thick member in my mouth as possible. My jaw started to ache, stretched to its limit by his thickness. We didn't discuss in advance if he would be amenable to more than a blow job. He wasn't giving me any signals that he would be open to fucking my ass. He hadn't touched my cock, my ass, or any other part of my body for that matter. After several attempts to take a few more inches in my mouth, I knew there was no way I could get him off this way. So I spit on my hand and started to stroke him, occasionally sucking on the tip of his cock. I spit on my hand again and began to lube up my hole. With a firm hand gripping his cock, I quickly turn around and push his cock all the way into my ass. The pain, as you can imagine, was so severe I wasn't certain I could take it. I looked back at him, and he looked a bit freaked out. He quietly said that he couldn't fuck me raw, that he had a boyfriend and couldn't take any risks. He took a small step back, but my ass was pressed so hard against his body that his cock didn't come out. I started to rock back and forth on his cock, and he began to moan. He literally just stood there, letting me fuck myself on his thick cock. He didn't make any attempt to pull out or push me off his cock. So, I started fucking myself harder and faster. His body started to shake, and I knew he was close to cumming. Suddenly he said he was about to blow his load. To this day, I can remember what he said: "I can't come in you. I don't fuck raw. I only cum in my boyfriend." Once again he made no effort to pull his cock from my ass. I kept fucking myself, and then he simply said "fuck" and shot his load deep in my ass. Because of his girth, I could feel his cock pulse as it shot that hot load of sperm up my hole. I pulled myself off his cock, dropped to my knees, and cleaned him off with my mouth. He almost instantly got hard again. Unexpectedly, he grabbed the back of my head and shoved his cock into my mouth with such force that it slid down my throat--painfully. He face fucked me hard for a couple of minutes and shot another load. I would jerk off to my memory of that encounter for months afterward. We met a few more times after that, but he insisted on not fucking. Then one day when I was cruising another university restroom, he and another guy signaled they wanted to jerk off together with me. The other guy motioned for me to suck him, and when I bent over, thick boy spit on his cock and shoved it in raw until he blasted a load in my ass. After that encounter, I never saw him out cruising again.
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I met up with a 22-year old muscular, dark-skinned black college guy at his apartment about six months ago. He told me to let myself in the unlocked front door, lock it behind me, and come upstairs. His bedroom door was open, and there he was sprawled out naked, stroking his thick 9.5" cock. I noticed the blinds were open, clearly visible from the parking lot. For a moment, I hesitated, feeling uncomfortable with the idea of being seen in this way. As I started to approach the bed to take that beautiful bbc in my mouth, he ordered me to take off my pants and underwear. Then he got up off the bed and shoved me down with my ass hanging off the edge of the bed. He handed me a bottle of poppers and, in a stern voice, told me to take some deep hits because he intended to fuck me deep until he bred me--no stopping, no pulling out. So, I took four long, deep hits, and my head was spinning. He had lubed up his massive black cock with vaseline and indeed wasted no time. I felt his cock brush against my hole. Then he pushed hard, shoving his entire cock in my ass until his balls slapped my ass. I yelped out loud and he smacked my ass hard. He immediately started to piston fuck my hole and continued for nearly ten minutes. Suddenly he shoved his cock deep in my hole and announced he was breeding me. My prostate had been beaten up in the process, and I needed to cum so badly. I started stroking, hoping to release my load. But he pulled his cock out of my ass abruptly and told me to get dressed and leave. This week, out of the blue, he messaged me saying he needed to unload in some white pussy ass. I immediately responded and asked when he'd like me to drop by his apartment. He said he was working at the university library and was so horny that he wanted me to meet him there as soon as I could. At this point, I have no idea where exactly a safe meeting place might be in the library. He tells me to come to one of the men's restrooms on the third floor; he would be in the center stall and would open the stall door when I tap on it. It's late afternoon when I arrive, and there are far more students studying on that floor than I anticipated. When I enter the restroom, I notice there's no way to hide or be discreet when someone else enters. How the hell is this going to work? There are two guys at the urinals taking a piss, and they'll soon be out of the restroom. I walk past them to the stalls in the back, noting that the stall on the left is occupied. Nervous about getting caught, I lightly tap my foot under the center stall rather than tap on the door. He opens the door, and I see that he has his backpack and a jacket blocking the view of the next stall. Wasting no time, he turns me around, pulls down my pants, and sticks a spit-lubed finger in my ass. Conscious of the guy in the next stall (who is very quiet and might be cruising, I ponder), I suppress a moan. As he works a second and then third finger up my hole, I glance back and see him dribble spit into his hand. He gets his big black cock nice and wet. Without warning, he grabs me by the hips and literally shoves me down on his cock--all the way. His spit didn't provide enough lube, and the pain was horrible. But I couldn't even moan for fear of being caught. He pushed me down by the shoulders as hard as he could, impaling me on his ridiculously hard, rigid cock. He started to sway his hips, churning his dick deep in me. His dick was hitting my prostate, and it hurt. Then he starts lifting my body up and down on his cock. Periodically he would push me down hard on his cock. By this point, he's not even trying to be quiet. Thankfully I hear the guy in the next stall jacking his cock, and as I glance up, I see him peering over into our stall. It's another beefy black guy who, as I later find out, is on the football team. The fucking continues for another five minutes (which feels like an eternity at this point) until I feel his cock twitch. He's flooding my hole with his cum. Just like before, he tells me to pull up my pants and get out. So I scramble into the other empty stall with my pants pulled only halfway up. I can feel cum leaking out my used hole and dribbling down my legs. As I start to close the stall door, the big football player--who towered over me at nearly 6'5"--pushes it open. Aggressively, he pushes me over the toilet, pulls my pants down, and rams his beer-can thick 8" black cock in my ass. He had not lubed his cock, and even with the cum in my hole, the girth of his cock made it painful. I attempt to pull off his cock, but he grabs me hard at the waist and impales me repeatedly. I had willingly taken the previous cock, now I was basically being raped by a football player. The fucking continued for maybe two minutes, and he came deep in my ass--no words spoken. He zipped up his pants and quickly left the restroom. The guy in the next stall who had first fucked me walks over and tells me he had arranged for the football player to fuck me. He assumed I'd be fine with the forceful fuck. Out of breath, I just sighed and sat on the toilet, letting the cum leak from my battered hole. He was right: the whole scene was hot. But I couldn't believe it happened in a public place that was so risky. The football player messaged me and said he wants me to meet him at his apartment for fun sometime soon. I'll share the details when it happens...
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My buddy called again last night wanting to know if he could stop by at my work after close. Obviously I said yes and knew what he wanted. He called again when he was in parking lot wanting to know if I was ready. I said yes. Ready means I'm naked in restroom, lights out and on my knees waiting. He come in and I start sucking him. He grabs my head and he's unusually rough fucking my mouth and throat. He's talking shit telling me I'm such a slut and asking me if I been fucked that night yet. I say no, he says he's gonna fix that. Reminder he's only 20. He stands me up and keeps me bent over still holding my head and rough fucking my mouth when I feel another set of hands on my ass. Had no idea he brought somebody with him. I never see this other guys face. He spits on my hole then fingers me deep and gets rough. I'm trying to take it like a good bottom should. Other dude then slides his dick in me balls deep as I realize he's not average size and I feel every inch. He never speaks, he uses me hard as my buddy is holding my head and using my mouth telling me how I'm such a nasty slut taking that raw dick. Other dude got this death grip on my shoulders and getting in me deep. Snapping his hips hard each time like he's trying to make it hurt which he does. I'm trying to hang on. He goes in me deep one last time and holds it. My buddy asking him "you doing it?" as he's pumping his load in me. My buddy starts jacking and shoots his load all over my face. That first time my buddy doesn't breed me. He pushes me to the floor, I'm on my knees catching my breath and dripping cum I hear my buddy say " hope you fucked him up good". They both leave, I never saw the other guy, he never spoke. Have no clue. Hope a repeat soon.
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Last weekend, I had my first visit to the public restroom at a park near my place. The guy next to the stall was a very sweaty runner, and as I have a thing for the combination of piss and sweat, I found sucking his cock to be a major turn on. I blew him for several minutes, thoroughly enjoying myself, when he withdrew from my mouth and gestured for me to turn around. I complied, and lowered my ass for his examination. First, I felt his finger, then his nose, and then his wet tongue going at it, rimming my hole. Without too much delay he knelt, rubbing his cock on my cock while going through his bag to get lube and condom. First he lubed up my hole, and then turned his attention to the condom. Meanwhile I stroked his cock, grinding my ass on the head and gently pushing it against my hole. While he was unwrapping a condom I took hold of his cock and slowly push backed. As my ass was lubed, his cock head entered effortlessly. "Dude!" he exclaimed, but didn't pull out, so I kept pushing back onto him as he moaned "Ah...fuck...." He spread his legs, grabbed hips and thrust all the way in, pushing his shaft forward at a fast speed. Stopping for few seconds, he then pounded hard again. And then stopped again, only to resume a third time, drilling my ass hard. It didn't take long for him to push deep in my ass and unload several big cum shots in my ass. When he pulled out I could actually feel his cum squirt out on the floor. Then he abruptly left, and no, I never saw his face.
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A young guy who looked familiar showed up on my Facebook feed in "People You May Know." I scrolled through the Facebook entry for a while and finally figured out I had messed around with him a few years ago. The first time we met was when he replied to my posting on Craigslist. We agreed to meet in the secluded, locking, basement restroom of the university science building. The guy was hot, maybe 22 or 23 years old, 5' 8", dark brown hair, and a thick muscular build. I also remember his legs were muscular and very firm. After we entered the restroom, he locked the door, immediately unbuttoned my pants and pulled them down, and sucked my painfully erect seven inch cock, taking the entire length until I could feel the stubble of his light beard rub against my balls. As he continued to deep throat my cock, pushing me ever closer to on edge, he lowered his pants and stroked his cock. The girth of his seven inches was impressive. After a couple minutes he abruptly stopped sucking, stood-up and with no further segue, forcibly shoved his tongue in my mouth. Talk about a passionate random hookup. Then he again abruptly stopped, grabbed me by the shoulders, spun me around, and positioned me bent over the toilet. I felt his hands on my ass, pulling my cheeks apart, followed by his tongue, which, without any subtlety, wormed its way into my hole, rimming me vigorously. He also slid two fingers in my hole so his tongue could get even deeper into my hole. As his tongue flittered deep in my hole, he reached between my legs and stroked my cock, which, by this point, was heavily drooling pre-cum. I found myself involuntarily (and loudly) moaning, even as I struggled not to cum. After a good ten minutes of intense rimming, he stopped, retrieved a bottle of poppers from his pocket, saying "Take a couple of deep hits." As I complied, he spit-lubed his cock, also spreading spit onto my hole. My head was spinning from the poppers as I felt his cock head rub against my hole. "Take another hit of poppers," he insisted. Again I complied, and just as I finished screwing on the lid, he pushed the full length of his cock in my ass, and, without pause, began churning his dick in my ass. I could actually feel his balls hit my cheeks. The initial pain was intense but quickly turned to pleasure. He suddenly pulled all the way out, dropped to his knees, and rimmed me again, and again, after a minute or so, he stood and again shoved his cock into my hole. Then he began hard-fucking me. Five minutes of ferocious ramming ensued, followed by a lengthy pause when he held still, his cock lodged deep in my ass. I could tell his cock was throbbing, but I wasn't quite sure, and asked "Did you cum?" "Not yet," he replied, as he again handed me the poppers, again recommending "You'd better take some more hits and get ready for a real pounding." I took very deep hits, and no sooner had finished when, true to his word, he slammed all the way in, furiously pounding me for a good ten minutes. He was so forceful it was hard to remain standing. Then he slowed his pace a bit as I heard the bottle of poppers open, and he took a long deep hit, after which he thrust his cock into my hole hard, three or four times, before announcing, "Yes, yes, I'm going breed you!" I could feel his cock pulse in my hole. As he slowly pulled out, he told me to tighten my ass so his cum wouldn't leak out. He lifted me up and kissed me deeply. Then he bent over and ordered me to rim him. His muscular ass was smooth, and his hole was beautifully perfect--like he had never even been fucked before. He told me to stroke my cock as my tongue explored his ass. After only a couple of minutes of probing his amazing ass, I needed to cum. He sensed I was getting close and dropped to his knees, deep throating my cock. The cum burst out of my cock into his mouth. He swallowed my entire load. I assumed our play date in the basement restroom was over, but he turned me around and shoved his tongue up my hole. It soon became clear he wanted to eat his load out of my hole. He told me to push out the load. As I pushed, I felt the globs of cum run out, and he licked up every drop. This was seriously one of the hottest scenes I ever experienced. I remember standing there in the restroom, startled, breathless, and amazed at what happened. I also remember that after he had felched all his cum out of my hole, he stood-up, and again slid his still hard cock into my ass. I think we both wincing from the lack of lube, so after he took another hit, he pushed the poppers under my nose, and as my hole relaxed, he fucked me again, this time, however, somewhat more slowly, sliding gently all the way out and pushing back in until I could feel his balls smack my ass. After about five minutes, he pushed his cock all the way and held it there, filling my hole with his second load. We both washed up at the sink, and he gave me a kiss before we departed ways. About a week later he emailed me and said we should meet at his apartment. He wanted me to fuck him this time, but he had one request: his front door would be unlocked, I would let myself in, and I would find him in position on his bed, blindfolded. He also asked that I be as quiet as possible so he wouldn't know I had even entered. When I arrived at his place, I removed my shoes and clothing at the foot of the private staircase that gave entrance to his apartment, and then very, very quietly climbed the staircase where I found him completely naked on the bed with his beautiful ass presented for my pleasure. I licked his hole, my tongue exploring his entire butt. He shuddered, clearly not expecting my sudden presence in the room. He took a hit of poppers and his hole immediately relaxed, allowing my tongue deeper entrance. I could taste another load of warm cum, which let me know had been recently fucked. Still his hole was so tight there wasn't any other apparent evidence another cock has just been in his ass, so I asked "How recently were you fucked?" Unprepared for my question, he replied "I took three loads in the past two hours." I positioned my tongue over his hole and told him to push out the loads. On the initial push a huge glob of cum hit my tongue, which I did not hesitate to swallow. Then I felt several more streams of cum on my tongue. I spit that cum on my hand and lubed up my cock. Knowing he was about to get fucked, he took a few hits of poppers. With one push, my entire cock slid up his hole. He let out a loud whimper and begged me to fuck him. I fucked him hard for ten minutes, repeatedly pulling my cock all the way out, pausing, and shoving it back in to the hilt. The final time I pulled out I told him to take a good long hit of poppers. As he did, I shoved two fingers up his tight hole and slid my cock in at the same time. He yelped in pain so I leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Shut the fuck up, slut, and take my cock." I put my hand over his mouth and rammed my cock even harder. Then I pulled my hand away and demanded he beg for my cum. He did as he was told. "Please, please cum in me. Breed me. I want your load." After a few minutes of his begging, I couldn't hold back: that handsome young slut got my load deep in his ass, the fourth load he had taken that day. This scenario was repeated every week for about three months, but then his e-mails abruptly stopped, and he didn't respond to my messages for months. When he finally did respond, it was to explain he had moved to another city for a job and had not had time to hook up with anyone. To this day I can remember his beautiful muscular ass and the awesome taste of the multiple loads of cums I ate from his ass.
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Placed an ad on CL looking to meet up with hung college guys in a public restroom at university. This 20 year old BBC with a thick 8 inches messages me to say he's interested and wants to meet within the next hour. He said he only wants blown. Disappointing, of course, but I was not going to turn down an opportunity to suck that big cock and swallow his load. He's right on time. Enters the stall next to me, taps his foot, and then whispers for me to meet him in the back handicap stall. I open the stall door, and there stands this tall, athletic young and very attractive black guy. He pulls out his impressive cock, and it grows even bigger as he strokes it. I bend down to take that cock in my mouth, realizing quickly that his large girth is going to make sucking difficult. One minute passes and I feel him reach around and rub my ass. Suddenly I feel a wet finger enter my hole, then a second finger. He spit on his fingers and continued to probe me, going as deep as he could. Then he grabbed me roughly by the hips, turned me around, and forced me to bend over. I heard him spit in his hand, and then he rammed his hard cock balls deep into my ass. The pain was intense. I had to bite my lip to not scream or even whimper. Without any pause, he pummeled my hole with that massively thick black cock, ramming it in and out as hard as he could. When he finally slowed down the pace, he pulled all the way out, softly rubbed his cock head against my hole, then forced his cock back in my ass all the way in one push. This continued for at least 10 minutes until someone entered the restroom. I got paranoid and thought we should at least make it less obvious what we were doing in that stall, but the fucking continued--quieter and gentler, though that BBC was still deep in my hole. After the other guy finally left, he really started to pound my ass. Hard, fast, and nonstop for another 10 minutes. By this point, my ass is sore, and I'm starting to feel I can't take anymore. But then he starts to breathe harder and asks if I want his cum. Of course I do! "Cum in my ass." "Yeah breed me with that black cock." He moans and slams his cock as deep as it will go in my ass. I feel his cock tremble in my hole. He's shooting his hot load deep, and I can feel it. He gently pulls out. The head of his cock is covered in frothy cum. Before I can lick it off, he wipes it clean with his hand. About 20 minutes later, I get a message asking if I'm clean. Apparently he didn't anticipate fucking my ass. But what BBC could turn down a chance to cream in a smooth white ass?
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I was on the way to Asia and layover at ICN airport for 6 hours. There was no luck on grindr, as well as not much action in the restroom. i got horned up watching guys at the urinal, was hoping to see someone with a hard cock but no luck. thus, i lubed myself in a stall and played with my dildo. Finally someone sent "hi" on grindr. No face pic but the stats was attractive. White, 35, 6'2, 190, hairy. He said he has 2 hours layover, looking for a bj. We met at a gate where there was no one around. He came by with Starbucks coffee in his hand, we sat and chatted. I could see a tent in his pants and i touched it. He asked if i want to suck it and i nodded. We went to the nearby restroom. I sneaked in his stall when it was not crowded. He was sitting on the toilet seat and wanted me to sit on him face to face. He pulled my head closer and start kissing me, his tongue eagerly slide passed between my lips and started teasing my tongue. Without wasting much time, i unzipped his pants and cup my mouth on his semi hard cock and suck it. it took few seconds to feel his cock grew to full erection in my mouth, bout 8", leaking some precum. He guided me to stand up and turned me around, push my back forward indicating me to bend over. Before I know it, his tongue and lips are on my ass, licking and rimming it. i wanted to moan but i had to be quiet. It wasnt long that he put his warm hands on my hips and pull me towards him and i knew what he wanted next. I lowered my body and let him entered slowly. He drilled me with my back facing him so that he can watch his cock sliding in and out of my smooth hole. Then he turned me 90 degree, sitting sideway, moving up and down about half way or slightly more i assume as 8" is a bit big for my tight hole, suddenly, he pulled out. His body language indicated that i should sit in the face to face position. i stood over him and lowered my body, let him slide up inside me but his hands around my waist has pushed me down while he thrust his cock deep inside me, all the way in. Long stroke, all the way in and slowly pull out, few thrusts all the way in, pulled out and thrust back in, i felt the urge to cum and shot up on his chest and sat all the way down on his cock. He was holding me and grinding and whispering "baby" while kissing my neck, ear, mouth and when he continued calling me "baby" with heavy breath, i knew he has sprayed his babies up in my ass. I stood up, his cum squirt out of my ass and dripped into the toilet bowl. We both grin, cleaned up and left.
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I headed to the superette to pick up a six-pack. I walked in the door and greeted Ty, the proprietor's 22 year old son, who was working one of the two registers and then headed back to the seldom-used restroom at the back of the store. Also heading for the one-holer was Mark, a young guy Ty's age. "You need to go?" I asked as I fumbled for a quarter for the pay lock. He checked me out as he pulled a quarter from his pocket and said we could both go in. I thanked him as we entered. He pulled out his little cock and urinated into the bowl while we checked each other out. Mark was a bit slender as well as an inch or two under six feet. His unisex clothing, long hair and clean shaven face gave him a common look of most guys his age, his unibrow was his only unusual feature. I had nutted in his mouth a few months before and was glad to have another go at him. My poz sperms hadn't knocked him up through his mouth so I'd planned to shag his ass next time I saw him. I was a husky man in my late thirties, a couple of inches over six feet, and about 200 pounds, having dropped from 240 due to the HIV. I sported a flattop haircut, classic hornrim type glasses, good body hair, dirt under my nails from my job working at the junk yard and sweaty size twelve feet that enjoy good oral service. My hearty appetite and blue-collar mostly outdoor jobs kept me in good shape, which helped my drug cocktail do its job. "Good thing you're going first because I need to take a shit," I said as he finished pissing. "You want a blumpkin?" he asked. I hid my surprise and said yes even though I wanted to fuck his ass. At least it would save time by 'priming' my dick so I'd need less time to nut in his ass. After he finished pissing he lowered the seat for me and even put an ass-gasket on it for me while I dropped my cutoff jeans. "Thanks Mark," I said. "At your service," he replied. I sat my ass on the seat and he knelt and bent over, steadied himself and sucked my cock into his mouth. "I'm gonna piss first so be ready to drink it." I told him and farted before emptying my bladder and ass. He had a bit of trouble at first but was able to gulp my piss under the trying circumstances without letting more than a few drops leak out between his lips and my cock shaft. I felt good even though getting blumped by someone on my shit list would have been more fun for me. I finished pissing and Mark swallowed the last of it. He then began pumping his head on my cock as I finished my dump. The stink of my shit filled the room as it wafted its way up to the exhaust fan grill in the corner of the ceiling over the john. Being cut, I needed a while more to bust my nut. It had taken Mark twenty minutes to get me off the earlier occasion when he sucked me, although I could have cut that time in half by holding his head and face-fucking his mouth. "Okay, I need to stand up," I told him. He pulled his head off my cock and I stood halfway up and did the paperwork. I wanted to cum in Mark's ass as soon as possible so naturally I told him I wanted to fuck it. He knelt and sucked my cock into his mouth to reharden it. A minute later my dick was throbbing hard. I stepped to the restroom door and opened it a crack to see if anyone was waiting to piss or shit. The coast was clear so I closed and locked it again and told Mark I was ready to finish the aborted blumpkin by fucking his ass. "I got no lube. You have any?" he asked. "We'll use your spit and some of that liquid hand soap," I told him. He wasn't too happy but decided getting fucked with this lube now beats likely missing the opportunity later to feel my masculine power inside him. He knelt and sucked my throbbing dick back into his mouth and soaked it in his spit, then opened wide and pulled back. I got some soap from the dispenser and slathered it onto my dick including my dickhead and my whole shaft. Mark dropped his pants and undershorts to the floor, turned around, bent-over and grabbed the sink. I decided to shove a lubed finger up his ass to lube him inside because the lube on my dick might not be enough even though his anal cherry was long-gone. I shoved my middle finger just halfway up his ass, thrust and twisted it a few times, yanked it out and washed my hand. I basically wanted to have enough lube at his entrance to minimize the pain and any screams but leave his hole more or less unlubed so I could stretch, tear and abrade it inside with my dickhead before my precum and thrusts started adding lube further up his hole. I leaned over, spat on his asshole, stood back up and put my dick to his hole, grabbed his hips and shoved my dick up his ass with a snap of my hips as he grimaced and whined. I grinned to myself as my weapon slid right up his ass which seemed to embrace it. Once hilted, I flexed my dick in him, feeling his hole snugly around it as it expanded in him each time I flexed. He grimaced with each slight expansion of my dick as he felt the power of me within him. I then began fucking him, starting off with a series of hip-snaps to tear him up inside as much as possible, my grip on his hips keeping him in place while I enjoyed putting it to him. I then settled into more regular thrusting using him the way we men use a woman. Although he had been fucked quite a number of times he was nice and tight for my loggerhead. I didn't really care as long as I had a nice piece of that asshole and pozzed him. He began getting used to the pain as the sounds of the fuck filled the room and I could tell he was beginning to enjoy being used by a manly stud like me. I had seen some of the other guys he'd been with as well as saw a few of them having their pieces of him, mostly with condoms. His bullpen ranged from poofy guys whom he 69ed with to masculine total Top men like me who fucked and used him but just about all of them had smaller dicks then my eight and a half inches and they were either neg, wore rubbers or just plain failed to poz him. I felt blessed to have a good sized dick which could pump pain into most holes, stretch-rip their holes inside and knock-up just about any neg ass hole I fucked. I fucked that asshole with gay abandon, enjoying how good I felt, knowing he would be my next victim. I fucked him harder and faster, he tried to get away but my grip on his hips and the threat of me jabbing my thick nails into him held him fast as I pounded away, my pelvis sometimes slapping his ass which likely could have been heard outside the restroom. I knew he was still feeling some pain but being the man in our relationship my priority was my enjoyment of the piece and getting my HIV-laden rocks off in him. A few more minutes brought me to pre-nut as I continued fucking him. I felt it coming and let my hips take over and then finally nutted in the asshole while trying to keep my knees from shaking. My dick felt excellent as I hilted myself to pump my initial rapid-fire spurts off in the punk who seemed relieved even though the expansion of my dick in his hole renewed the pain just a little. After my initial volley finished I repeatedly pulled halfway out and slammed it home to pump the rest of my sperms into his abraded rectum and force them and their HIV load into his rectal walls. I hilted myself again and left it in a moment, enjoying how good I felt knocking-up his AIDS-virgin hole by shooting my virus-laden cum inside him and repeatedly thrusting to mash it into his anal walls to enter his system. My dick felt great like I was still cumming as I kept thrusting, enjoying the thrill of exercising my manly power to fuck someone up by fucking him. A couple of minutes later I finished thrusting and pulled out, my dick satisfied. I checked it. It was fairly clean, a tad of cum, brown and some blood on it. "Okay, suck it clean," I ordered him. He gave a disgusted look but turned around and knelt before me to suck off and swallow what he'd left on my dick when I pulled out. He seemed about to vomit a couple of times but fortunately he didn't. I sure felt good having used him as a urinal, cunt, cum-dump and dick-cleaner, just another way of proving my superior manhood and his lack thereof as well as the really good orgasm my dick felt when I ejaculated my dirty poz spunk in him and forced my virus into his bloodstream with my continued thrusts. Another manly stud's conquest and victory over yet another lesser man. A couple of minutes later the last of what he'd left on my dick reached his stomach. He sucked off of my now clean dick and kissed it and my balls as I had reminded him to do. Satisfied, I pulled up my pants and washed my hands while he licked his chops while pulling up his pants. I stepped past him on my way out the door. Ty was coming up from the store room in back so I glanced at Mark to let him know our time in the john was definitely up. He slunk by. I greeted Ty as Mark slipped out and split, likely ashamed of himself. Ty gave me a knowing grin. "I'll get you next time Ty. See you then," I said. "The sooner the better," he replied as he entered the john to piss. I decided to formally introduce Ty to Mark next time so they could get it on. I was glad Ty harbored no ill feelings toward me for pozzing him the year before. I still remembered how great the fuck was and how utterly fantastic my dick felt when I injected my virus-laden sperms carrying their deadly toxic load into Ty's ass. I was later jazzed that he was glad he had been pozzed by me instead of someone like Mark. He never told his father I was the stud who had pozzed him. Several weeks later I saw Mark. He was feeling ill, likely catching the HIV flu. I took the time to check on him a week later. He was worse and the week after that he was bedridden, sweating and suffering the other symptoms of the flu. A bedside table next to his nighstand held almost a dozen different medications. Seeing how he was suffering got my dick hard, same as when I'd seen Ty about a month after I'd knocked him up. As I had desired to do with Ty, I wanted to jerk off into his mouth but saved it and went and fucked Ty who shared my delight in pozzing Mark. I again remembered how good I felt nutting in Ty, my big horny penis pumping my life-changing jizzum in him and when I pulled out of him how he lovingly sucked my weapon clean and gave it and my balls a big kiss even though he knew I was poz. Mark was suffering as bad as Ty had from my potent virus. I felt fortunate my own suffering hadn't been that bad, thanks to being in top physical condition and starting me meds just as soon as I suspected I'd caught the bug. Like Ty before him, Mark had taken a week or two longer to recover than it had taken me. Mark wasnt too happy but he was glad he would never need to worry about the AIDS flu again nor having to ask the men who fucked him to use condoms but on the other hand he knew his life would be shortened and filled with needing to take meds and suffer the side-effects for the rest of it. I myself took my meds religiously but many poz guys slacked or took 'holidays' which made the meds less effective when they resumed taking them. As with Ty, I fucked Mark several more times, enjoying fucking him shooting more of my toxic pozz jizz in him, each time remembering how great I felt when I pozzed him. I also fucked his mouth a few times so he could taste my dick and the cum that changed his life.
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I was a rising executive in sales as well as a closet homo. Besides balling my wife I was fucking a little fairy who worked with the other clarical peons in the front office who also gave me good head. I was also the bitch of a couple of men, one a large thirty-five-year-old bear of a man named Henry who worked maintenance in the plant, the other man was a guy named John whom I met in a gas station mensroom one day when I had to piss really bad on my way to the commuter bus stop. John was in his twenties, slender with stringy brown shoulder length hair, a mustache, glasses, dirt under his nails and a nice juicy 7" cut cock. He had a job and his own place so he was a few levels higher than street trash. He had a girlfriend but she gave lousy head and wasnt too attractive. I myself was in my forties, clean cut, average straight looking and acting guy who liked being the person in gay sex acts whether I was sucking cocks or getting fucked as well as being the man, as when I fucked the office punk. I would meet John in the the gas station john and suck him off a couple times a week. Once in a while I also sucked John's toes as I sometimes did Henry's after work. Henry fucked my ass a couple times a week at quitting time, usually in a shower stall in the mens locker room as well as let me suck his cock once in a while but for oral he preferred to hold my head and fuck my mouth which I couldnt take too well. Usually after Henry fucked me I would be horny if I hadnt cummed from getting fucked by him. If I hadnt cummed I would shagg the fairy in his mouth or up his ass depending on which end I felt like fucking at the time. I usually alternated, fucking the poof's ass one time and pumping my next load down his throat the next time. I had been Henry's bitch for over a couple of years and been sucking John off for over six months. I figured John was neg because I never got sick from sucking him off and swallowing his loads. One day, the day before I was to go on my month long vacation, my ass was itching as it usually did a few days after getting fucked but Henry had a date and left right after punching out. It was the day of the week where I also met John. At the mensroom after we hugged and kissed I asked, "John, do you like to fuck ass?" He then tried to hem and haw but I asked him if he had trouble fucking ass. He more or less evaded the question but I was in heat so I told him I would suck his dick clean after he nutted in me. He then said he had no lube with him. When Henry fucked me he usually had some sort of lube which he greased-up with after I sucked his dick hard. I didnt carry lube but we then decided that one of us would jerk me off, then I would suck his dick hard and leave it wet with my spit and we'd smear my cum on it for lube, then he would fuck me. We spat on my hand and I jerked off. I came in a short time, excited that John would fuck me. I knelt as I usually did and he opened the fly of his cut-off jeans and fished out his cut dick which I sucked into my mouth as usual but I sucked it only until I was hard, then left it wet with spit. I then smeared my cum on it and stood up, dropped my pants and bent over, bracing myself on the sink. John spat on my hole and then put his dickhead to it and then grabbed my hips. He thrust and entered me swiftly, hilting himself as I stifled a little yelp from the pain. He held it in and then began fucking me. The pain vanished in just a few strokes and my young somewhat scuzzy stallion fucked me good and hard. His dick was just a bit smaller than Henry's but he fucked me harder and faster, then again we had to finish before someone came into the little mensroom. "Watch the nails, OK?" I asked him. He relaxed his grip on my hips but kept fucking me hard and fast, his pelvis sometimes slapping my ass, as he took his pleasure in my hole. He then fucked me harder and I got turned on so much that had I not I shot my load I would have cummed onto the concrete floor. John increased his efforts and fucked me to victory, pumping his poz load into me, his prick pulsing with each spurt of infected cum. He then hilted himself as he finished shooting his initial volley, then pounded me for another minute tearing me up some more inside. After a few hard thrusts he pulled out of me. I knelt and noticed a tinge of blood on his dick before I sucked his dick clean and kissed it and his balls like I always did with a cock in my mouth. "Man that was a great piece of ass, my dick really felt good, better than the poz holes I fuck. Now that I know you'll suck my dick clean I'll fuck your ass as well as your mouth." John said. "I'd be glad to take it stud." I replied as I pulled my pants up. We hugged and I left. I thought no more of getting fucked by John than I did when Henry fucked me, it was just a really nice feeling being used by a man for his sexual pleasure and being the receptacle for his dick and cum, feeling a man's dick thrusting in me, just as I enjoyed putting that little quiff in the front office in his place with my dick and cum. The vacation went fine until about two and a half weeks in, then I caught what I'd later heard is the "AIDS flu" and realized I had made a monstrous huge mistake by being in heat and letting John fuck me. My wife was concerned and we cut our vacation short and went to the doctor who by then was familiar with the disease which had been around for a dozen years then. He tested me and I showed poz. We were devastated. My wife then gave me the third degree and before vacation was over filed for divorce, accusing me of buying whores or shooting up with dirty needles. I had to shell out for a good divorce lawyer and prove alienation of affection partly because she wouldnt put out which necessitated me needing to fuck someone else. I never mentioned that I was fucking a man(the office poof) or taking the meat and cum of large masculine men(including Henry) in me. Back at work a month later I had to tell Henry the bad news which meant he no longer would use me but he would jerk off into my mouth once in a while. A month after that I had a tiff with the little office poof and persuaded him to take my poz dick up his ass even though he knew I was poz and he wasnt. Fucking him felt good, one of my best feeling orgasms because I was pumping my infected jizz up his neg hole and changing him for life the way John changed my life by having a nice piece of my ass. I returned to sucking John off and taking him up my ass, he replaced Henry as my anal stud.
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Another true story. I am a cowboy at heart, and even used to bull ride. Was a great amount of fun. But as I got older I quit, but will still go to the stock shows, and rodeos when I can. One year I went to the Fort Worth Stock show with an older gay buddy of mine, I would have been about 28 to 30 then. We went around looking at the Horses, and cattle, and so forth, he was manning an exhibit for the company he worked for so I arranged to meet my buddy at the horse auction when he got off, but had some time to kill. As I wandered through the exhibits, I kept noticing this cute slim cowboy, I’d say he was late teens, early 20’s Red-headed, and about my height 5ft 9in tall. Every time he caught my eye, he’d wave and smile. Well I didn’t think much about it, I am known to be dense sometimes, and of course us folks here in Texas are normally friendly you know. Well it was getting close to time for the auction so I went to see if my buddy was there yet, and saw the red head sitting with a few other cowboys across from us. My buddy wasn’t there yet, and the auction was still setting up. I needed to piss bad, so I went on to the restroom. There was a waiting line out the door. When I finally got into the restroom, there was a tap on my shoulder, about the time someone came out of a stall. I turned and it was the young red headed cowboy. Hi, I’m Mike he said and offered his hand. I responded good to meet you I’m Stewart. Then turned and opened the door of the stall. With the room full of guys he followed me in and with a grin said can I join you? A little startled I said sure, and he closed the door behind us. As I unzipped and took out my cock he did the same and then reached over to hold mine as I took a piss. That made me hard almost instantly, he bent down and took my cock in his mouth and swallowed some as I was finishing. Then started to give me a blowjob right there in the stall. I know everyone could hear me moan. I could hear laughter from some of the other guys. I grabbed the back of his head and proceeded to fuck his throat, he took it all, and had tears in his eyes as he did. I took his cowboy hat and hung it over the plumbing fixture. This went on for a couple of minutes, and I lifted him back up and kissed him, sticking my tongue down his throat. I reached down and started jacking his cock, and working my other hand down the rear of his jeans and briefs, till I found his hole and worked a finger up into it slowly. He moaned. I pushed his jeans down, turned him around and ripped a hole in his briefs, then pushed him over the toilet and spit on my fingers and started working them up his ass first one finger then a second, damn he was tight. He was moaning so loudly I took my other hand and stuck my fingers in his mouth to muffle his moans, and crys, he bit down on my hand as I replaced my fingers with my cock, and stared to slow fuck him. I held him tighter against me and bit his ear, then whispered You like this don’t you cowboy I asked as we rocked back and forth. It sounded like he said yes, and I fucked harder, as my own jeans fell around my ankles. As I fucked him I reached around and started jacking his cock again, it must have grown to 8 inches by then. Suddenly he shot all over my hand and the toilet. I pulled my hand out of his mouth and moved the other up to it and said lick it cowboy, so he did. I came then filling him. I pulled out, grabbed some toilet paper and cleaned up some. Then zipped up, pushing my still semi-hard cock back into my briefs, and then my shirt tail, and turned him around, he had this glazed look in his eyes. I kissed him again, and could taste his cum on his lips. Thanks Mike, I said, that was hot. Can you meet me outside? I can’t he said my boss and the others are probably looking for me right now. I picked his hat back up and put it back on his head, as he started pulling his pants up and buckling his belt. I opened the stall door . About time you boys finished someone said as I exited, and went to wash my hands. Mike headed on out the door. When I left the restroom, I went back to the auction, my buddy was there. Where have you been he asked. I had to take a pee. Well I went to the restroom and didn’t see you in there, you must have gone to the other one? I do have a story to tell you though about some guys fucking in there. Everyone was watching the stall, surprised nobody called security. I pointed to the young cowboy sitting with his group as their horses came up for the auction. I think he’s damn cute what do you think Brad? Uh, yea, definitely your type he responds, but not a chance you’ll ever get that little straight boy my friend. You think he’s straight? I ask. He just looks at me, we’ll get you laid this weekend I promise and he grins. And we watched the rest of the auction. Straycowboy
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