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Exciting, you are adept at keeping us in line, even with the sack,  I can not speak English. line = penis

Spannend, du bist geschickt, uns bei der Stange zu halten auch bei der mit Sack dran
Ich kann kein Englisch. Stange = Schwanz

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I've been on both sides of thissituation...

When I was in hs I met a man from a chat site 2 see him screw another student but the guy "flaked out." And I ended up drunk and stoned while he kept trhint 2 fuck me. I was 2 tight and he came b4 he could getit all the way in, didn't realize there was probably never another guy coming that night until it happened again a week later...

I recently had the chance to invite a "straight" guy i play ball with at the rec center over when a bttm buddy was willing to let him watch us fuck and with a Lil pot and booze he soon joined in and wanted 2 fuck me 2. I haven't been fucked in awhile and did a booty bump and blew a few clouds to help, which made the str8 guy ask what it was and eventually join in on smoking it. While I was ducking his dock to get him hard I tentatively played with his hole. He said no at first but kept pushing back on my tongue and fingers until I was able to get 3 all the way in with only a few screams if I did it too fast. He was so high he didn't realize I switched them out for my raw cock until I told him I was ready 2 cum, which made him suddenly try to push himself off or tighten his thighs to squeeze me out. We all know what that did, kaboom I went off like a qeyser while he told me he didn't want my fag cum in his hole. I did my best to pretend I wasn't cumming and he believed my excuse that I was concentrating to keep from cumming. I shot 4 loads in him b4 he went home, and when he realized I'd stealthed him he flipped me over and bred me on the floor, then told me to get him clean underwear to wear home cause his girlfriend does his laundry!

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      He didn't stop doing what he was doing, he just moved the poppers back to my face, and held my jaw again. He kept slightly pumping in and out. 
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      Some of them really will do anything to get their shot, which is good for me and for them.
      Quickly, a little about me: I’m 51, white, 6-2, 190 lbs., graying hair, decent shape with decent looks and a thick, meaty cock. I came out about 15 years ago, and a poz leather daddy acquaintance of mine converted me about 5 years ago. I wasn’t chasing, and I hadn’t planned for it to happen, but once Daddy had me on my back with my legs over his shoulders, I felt powerless to stop him from breeding me. I came down with the fuck flu, and after briefly going on meds, I gave them up within a few months. I assume my viral load at this point is sky-high, which is how I intend to keep it for a while.
      After going off meds, I felt a transformation sexually: I went from being a vers guy with an average sex drive to being a power-hungry bareback top who stops at nothing to breed cute young guys (my weakness is the jock, college-boy type with a daddy fetish). The power of infecting a young, healthy jock is more of a rush than any drug out there. They usually either assume I’m neg and/or insist on a condom, which magically either breaks, slips off, or never even leaves the wrapper. Oops.
      I figure I’ve pozzed several of these naïve boys so far, and it fuels my need to find more. It turns out that the business of pro wrestling is the perfect place for it.
      When booking the wrestling talent for my events, I try to feature a good mix that will please the crowd and sell tickets: usually a couple of bigger, brawler types; maybe a couple of females; one or two silly, quirky types; and a few of the young, fit, boy-next-door gym bunny 20-somethings to appeal to the gays and the girls. Variety is good for ticket sales.
      Some of the wrestlers know I’m gay, but most probably don’t. I just don’t talk about it, and I don’t do much to make it obvious. I’ve also steered clear of being overtly flirtatious at my events, although I’m sure some of the wrestlers have caught my eyes lingering a little too long when they’re changing clothes, and I’ve been known to occasionally give away a free ticket to the particularly hot guys standing in the ticket line. But most definitely, none of them know I’m poz and carrying a potent, toxic virus ready to be shared at any moment.
      One of my favorites on the roster is Cody. He’s a naïve country boy who lives about an hour away, and he loves working with our company and often comes to me for advice on how to improve himself and make it to the big-time. I’ve earned his trust by working together for a while, and I’ve felt almost like a father figure to this kid since I’ve started working with him. He’s 19, single, straight, and clearly proud of his tanned, athletic body. Probably half of his pics on social media are either shirtless or gym selfies. At 5-9 and roughly 180 pounds, he looks god-like in his tight wrestling trunks, and even better post-match when he’s dripping sweat. His brown hair, amazing green eyes, and smooth, tanned, toned body make the girls and gays swoon. He’s the rare type who makes clingy spandex look good.
      Cody is desperate to work full-time as a wrestler and get his face in front of WWE scouts. The fact that I actually have connections to a couple of those scouts is a big, big plus for my exploits, and I made it clear to Cody that if he plays his cards right, I could put in a very good word for him and get  him a tryout in front of some big-time names. I could make his dream of being on TV come true.
      After seeing him wrestle and lusting after him at one of my recent events, and seeing how his ass gloriously filled out his tight black trunks (with a white jock strap peeking out the sides at times), I decided to see exactly how badly he wanted that tryout and my recommendation. I asked him to come to the venue early for the next event so we could discuss his future. He accepted eagerly.
      As some of the crew was setting up the ring and getting things in place, Cody arrived at the venue with his gym bag in hand and found me near a set of bleachers. Wide-eyed and freshly pumped from a gym session, he was eager to hear my advice on furthering his career. We walked to the locker room (still empty for another hour or so) and stepped into an adjacent storage room, where we found two chairs. I arranged them so that we’d be facing each other, and we began to chat. His gold, mesh gym shorts and white t-shirt showed off his tan muscled legs, broad shoulders, and athletic chest, and I tried to not stare.
      Besides, I’d be seeing him naked within minutes.
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