22 year old twink rides bare

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@jbucktownOK.  You win.  All time best story on breeding.zone

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Getting Away, Part 13

 

Matt, Jay and Paul all talk about their outfits for the pool.  As they are doing so, the guys are changing their clothes a few times.  Saturday is the busiest day of the weekend.  The schedule of events shows that the afternoon dance, and the party tonight happen at the other end of the park, but the golf cart contest and bbq happen near their cabin.  It feels like the boys are going to be all over the park today.  But, then everything calms down when Jay and Matt decide they will do an outfit change right before the dance.  The two boys decide the theme for the afternoon is “pool hottie”.  Jay and Matt devolve into a conversation so stupid that Paul just watches and laughs. 

Paul looks at the results of the 20 minutes of outfit changes, bare asses, floppy cocks, discarded bathing suits and tops and is turned on.  Matt is in one of Jay’s tightest speedos, stripped diagonally toward his crotch and hole and a football jersey (produced miraculously from a backpack).  Jay is wearing Matt’s white speedos and a tight, white, threadbare tank top.  Paul wants to fuck them both again right now.  He says, “You guys are ‘sex on legs’.  Let’s go before I fuck you.” 

Hauling the coolers full of food and drinks, the guys make their way to the pool area.  Everyone they see on the way is really friendly and chatty.  The boys arrive and deposit themselves at a set of chairs between the sun deck and the food area.  It’s also near the bears that Matt and Paul met Friday.  Drinks are poured.  Greetings made.  Matt and Jay appropriately ogled.  Laughter ensues.

Matt waves at Richard who is sitting with one of the female DJs. Richard waves Matt over.  Matt scampers over to say hi.  Richard asks Matt to sit and asks the DJ to give them a minute. 

Matt feels the bottom drop out of his stomach…..he knew it.  He’s about to get thrown out for being a whore.  His whole weekend ruined.  And after such a perfect morning with Paul.  Paul is going to be so embarrassed.

Richard says he heard about last night’s activities and asks if Matt is ok.  Matt is guarded with his answer.  He is really starting to like this place and doesn’t want to get banned or something.  Richard leans in and touches Matt’s arm gently and says, “I mean it.  Are you ok?  I know you are a sexually free spirit, but…………I mean are you physically and emotionally ok?  It’s not often that a 20something twink runs a train in the grass here.”  Richard, a bit pensive says, “Well, not anymore.  Ten, fifteen years ago that was a Friday night activity.  But, are you ok?” 

Suddenly, in a way that surprises Matt as much as Richard and the DJ who is a few feet away, a flood breaks in Matt.  It’s like all his emotions over the last few weeks come flooding out of Matt.  The disappointment, Travis, the cop, Paul, embarrassment, love, resentment, fear, distrust, kindness, the safety and acceptance he feels in this place. 

Matt isn’t loud but his tone and body language bring the DJ back over to sit protectively by Matt.  Richard doesn’t move his hand from Matt’s forearm even though he feels as though he should protect himself from this emotional onslaught.

Richard and the DJ let Matt finish.  He looks whipped and exhausted and flushed.  He takes a drink of his cocktail and looks up apologetically at the two older faces looking at him.  Matt apologizes for his outburst, blushes deeply, and goes to leave.

Just then the purple haired DJ says, “Sit down.”  She looks at Richard, who nods knowingly, and says “Boy.  You have had a shitty few months.  I mean what the fuck.  What. The.  Fuck.” 

What ensues is a conversation that Matt desperately needs.  For almost 30 minutes, Matt listens and talks and answers questions and listens as two people ply him with reassurance and wisdom.  Matt, realizing he is no longer about to be banned for his behavior, feels his mood lighten.

As Matt is reassured that he hasn’t truly deserved all the things happening to him, but he should enjoy the good that came from it; Matt’s spirit lifts.  Almost on cue, Paul arrives with a refill and a knowing look.  Richard invites him to sit.  And the conversation comes around to one topic on Matt’s mind – bottoms and tops in the gay community.  It makes him so crazy.  Bottoms are sluts and Tops are studs, etc., etc.  Bottoms are weak.  Bottoms want to be women.

Richard and the DJ look at Matt as he exudes charm even as he bemoans discriminatory behavior in the gay community.  A camaraderie builds among the four of them which attracts others to settle in among them and causing a larger conversation about these issues. 

 

Meanwhile around the camp…..

Two of the bears Matt and Paul shared burgers with on their first day at camp are re-enacting Snake and Matt’s tryst in the storage cabin with two of Jay’s friends.  One is riding bareback and the other is taking it with a condom.  The twinks are boyfriends but decided to “be open” this weekend.  The one taking it raw is usually the top.  His boyfriend is hearing him beg the guy fucking him to cum inside.  The bear fucking the guy who usually bottoms says, “Can I take off this rubber and fuck you?”  The twink says, “Do it.”  Minutes later both twinks have cum on the floor of the cabin and been filled with cum from a man they just met.

Jamie, the safe sex bottom twink with the big cock who studiously reminded Matt about condoms last night while fucking him in the field bareback, is driving his bare baseball bat of a cock into one of his friends.  High Dude had just been lecturing all of them and calling Jamie a slut for barebacking about 30 minutes ago.  After High Dude stormed off in a rage; this friend told Jamie he doesn’t always play safe and likes it bareback.  It didn’t take long for Jamie to be convinced to drop his speedo on the ground for a quick blow job.  That blowjob graduated to the friend riding Jamie bareback.  Now Jamie is preparing to cum inside his friend’s ass.

“July bottom” is living up to his reputation.  After a morning spent decorating his friends golf cart, he is now in his bed in the trailer getting fucked by his friends who watched him fuck Matt through the window.  He’s taking it bareback from both guys.  The condoms still in their package, unused, on the windowsill above the bed.  He wants both their loads and hopes they won’t pull out.  But he is conflicted about whether to ask for the loads.

Rugy and the German have discovered their shared enthusiasm for group sex and “turning out” bottoms.  They are high fiving each other as they are spit roasting a “top” in his trailer as his oblivious boyfriend is hanging out with their friends decorating a cart for the parade.  The oblivious boyfriend left his boyfriend alone with the other guys knowing nothing would happen because they are all tops.  He’s even more unconcerned if his boyfriend did end up fucking either of those bigger guys because his boyfriend would definitely play safe.  They've been using condoms since his "top" boyfriend had an “HIV scare” after cheating one night and the ”condom broke.”  The condoms were indeed still in the box in a plastic pharmacy bag when "the bottom boyfriend" returned to the trailer.  And his freshly showered boyfriend was happy to see him and slid his cock inside as soon as he got back.  First time he was getting the bare dick since the "HIV scare."  What the unsuspecting boyfriend didn’t know was he was being bred for the first time in months by his “all top boyfriend” while he carried two loads in his own ass left there by Rugby and the German.

John was in the shower watching as an older man gently pushed a twink to his knees who greedily started sucking the older man’s cock.  John leaned back against the wall stroking his cock as the twink swallowed load after load from different men who came in to use the bathroom.  John, turned on watching the twink do what he’d done a few times before, came on the floor.

The two men who’d fucked John in their trailer just a few hours ago debated about whether to tell John that they were on the triple cocktail.  The bottom hadn’t asked.  Neither of them had fucked another man bareback since they had tested positive and started their meds.  And both guys had recently had their tests come back with undetectable viral loads before they came on this weekend getaway.    There is a huge stigma to telling guys you are positive, even though you are undetectable.  In the end they decided against it because the bottom had offered his ass bareback, let one guy continue to fuck him bareback, asked the guy if he wanted to cum inside him bareback, and then let the other man do the same thing.  Even though they both felt a bit of guilt about it, this particular “safe sex only” bottom made a lot of choices.

Jay was in the pool bathroom getting his ass plowed by a guy he’d just met 20 minutes ago.  The man fucking Jay had condoms in the pocket of his shorts but none of them was on his fat cock.  Jay had been sucking his cock when he looked up and offered, while still holding the cock he'd been sucking, if he wanted to “try to put it in.”  The man's fat dick slide home easily and the twink moaned.  A few minutes later, in the pool bathroom stall, Jay took a load in his ass from a man he didn’t know and would never see again.

And High Dude was pissed off again.  He was smoking weed with a couple dudes who seemed into him.  He thought he was going to get some more ass, but they’d just walked away from him.  Maybe High Dude shouldn’t have been bitching about slutty bottoms and talking poorly about his friend Jay.  One of the guys said, “Dude that isn’t cool,” before they walked off.  Well, he thinks, “Fuck those guys.  Maybe I’ll take my buzz to the pool.

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Hope this hot story continues. Curious to see what happens with high dude for one thing :)

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Tea Dance, John’s Interlude

 

John didn’t have luck in the showers this morning, but he did see one of the guys that fucked him in the shower yesterday.  He was limping back to his campsite.  John called out from the doorway of the shower building.  The guy looked up, smiled at John and said, “Getting some more dick?”  John was embarrassed at the question until he saw the good-natured humor on the man’s face.  John said, “Why?  You lookin?”  The man says he hurt his ankle and doesn’t think he’s up for it.  John half seriously says, “I ride dick well too.  You can just lie there.”  Both men laugh.  Instead, the man asks for John’s help getting to his campsite.

After about 10 minutes of helping him along, the two men reach the campsite clearing and the man’s friends come over to help.  As they arrive at the campsite, a portable CD player is trying it’s best to belt out some sad version of Cheryl Lynn’s “To Be Real.”  John turns to his limping companion says, “This is so much better on a boombox,” and his limping friend says, “the record is better dumb bitch.”  The men laugh. 

John is invited to brunch at the campfire as the other man’s friends take care of him.  John, having changed clothes after his shower, is back into his “90s top attire” of cargo shorts and a white tank undershirt.  He’s carrying a small gym bag with his outfit for the Mardi Gras themed day and the cum stained shorts he’d worn yesterday. 

The men at this campsite are a little older than John – late 30s.  He is attracted to each of them in his own way but he can tell the men think he’s a top.  The bottoms are attentive and the tops are standing back.  No big deal since John just came about 30 minutes ago and had gotten fucked by Snake before that.

These guys are nice.  They are having mimosas and laughing a lot.  The food, cooked on the fire, is also really tasty.  John makes a point not to eat too much as he does plan on getting fucked again later. 

The 8 men here for the weekend are all friends.  They are staying in a small campsite which they’ve made their own with 2-man tents arranged well, leaving a separate space for chairs and a folding table.  Two couples, four singles.  Turns out the two men who fucked John yesterday are one of the couples.  They all live in the same city. 

Pretty universally, on seeing this attractive man who was kind enough to help their friend back to camp, the men decided they liked John.  As John got to know the men over brunch he liked them too.  During their 20s, they’d known each other at the bars for years by sight or sometimes hooking up, but it was while visiting friends in the hospital that they really bonded. 

John knows what they mean by hospital.  He can be oblivious at times, but not this dense.  He is a nurse.  He knows they mean the AIDS ward in their city.  He’d seen this happen among his own friends and in his time working at different hospitals.  John tended to keep his distance from these friend groups.  Mainly because they had serious things happening in their lives; but also because he liked when men fucked him bareback.  In fact, in this moment, John can feel the shame for this weekend’s behavior rising in his chest.  He can feel his neck getting warm.  John has been fucked by at least 15 men this weekend so far and he wanted them all to cum inside him.  John knows if these men knew the truth about him that they would shun or scold him. 

John is forgetting that at least two men in this group know that John takes it bareback.  John’s face flushes and he finishes his mimosa, which is quickly refilled.  In fact, if John wasn’t beating himself up he’d notice that at least one of these men is interested and is right now plying John with more mimosas in the hopes of having sex later.

As the brunch and conversation continues, John sees his group of friends walking through the clearing toward the Tea Dance and a couple wave and say hi.  Then the stockbroker asshole calls out, “Hey John, you fucking slut.  Giving up your ass again?”  Rugby calls stockbroker an asshole and the German wraps his arm around his neck and pulls him along.

Conversation among the new group stops as this comment is lobed at the nice, thoughtful, helpful man they just met.   One of the men says, “Are those guys your friends?”  John says, “Yeah.  We are up for the weekend.” Before they are out of ear shot, stockbroker calls back, “Use a condom this time.”  All John’s friends groan and collectively urge him to knock it off.  The guy with the hurt ankle says, “What a douchebag.”  The other men agree.  One man casually rubs John’s shoulders.

One guy says, “Speaking of condoms.  What did y’all think of the show last night in the field?”  The couple who fucked John missed it because they were off having some fun of their own and they ask for details.  The other men regale the couple with the sexy twink who got fucked bareback by at least 5 guys.  There is a brief, good natured disagreement over 5, 6, 7, or 8 men.  But there is no disagreement that the twink asked for it bareback and begged men to cum in his ass.  Some of the men reference, two other groups where bareback sex also took place last night.  John can see a flash of recognition on one men’s faces.

The other couple says, “Well…..we were a little inspired last night.  We fucked bareback for the first time since we met.”  This prompts more discussion and other guys discussing condom usage.  Pretty universally, these men who have shared history of losing lovers and friends have been careful about condom usage for years.  A few men admit to having fucked guys or been fucked without condoms. 

The men who usually bottom say it was a slip up or that they were drunk; but they also admit how much better the fuck felt.  The tops agree that fucking without condoms feels better, but they also don’t do it regularly.  The couple who fucked John bareback in the showers yesterday don’t offer details but say they shared a bottom bareback this weekend. 

None of the men are condemning anyone’s behavior.  The conversation feels mature, but also revelatory.  Condom usage has felt like such a necessary rule over the past decade that it was almost [banned word] to do what they were all admitting they had done.

One of the men, noticing John’s silence, casually asks if John, as a nurse, is offended by the conversation.  The rest of the men turn toward him, suddenly aware that he hasn’t participated at all in this discussion. 

John sighs and says, “Bareback sex feels better.  It just does.  We all know why we need to use condoms, but I’ll admit that I don’t always use them either.” 

One of the guys, who assumes John is a top, says “For us tops it’s not as easy to contract the virus, but there is still a risk.  But I’ll admit I fucked a guy bareback last night.  That twink was inspirational.  My bottom dude wanted it raw.” 

The guys all hear the music begin for the Tea Dance.  They want to go dance and invite John to hang with them.  John, now on his 5th or 6th drink agrees.  He and a couple of the other guys switched to vodka.   The guys clean up from brunch and begin to change for the dance.  The couple who John fucked in the showers yesterday decide to skip the dance since one of them hurt his ankle.

John sees the guys changing into things they brought for the Mardi Gras themed day – lots of purple, gold and green.  A tiara and feather boa on one dude.  Most guys shirtless or in open shirts.  John doesn’t really want to hang out all day in his “top attire.”  He feels like what he is wearing is now an ill-fitting disguise. 

John says he needs to go change and holds up his bag.  The guy who has been plying John with drinks asks John if he wants to change in his tent.  John and the man go to the tent.

When the tent flap falls closed, they can still hear the group discussion outside as the men get ready for the dance.  The man in the tent with John says “You are very sexy.”  John assumed this guy, with his queeny attitude and high voice for a total bottom.  The guy has a tight body and a really attractive face.  John says, “You look really great too.  I was sorry to hear about your boyfriend over brunch.  That must’ve been a really difficult time.”  The other man thanks him for his sympathy and says it was two years ago, but he still misses him.

The man, not wanting the conversation to drift too far from sex, says “I was surprised that he got it because he was always the top in our relationship.  I mean we were always safe, but it still surprises me when my tests keep coming back negative.”  John, remembering they were together almost 10 years, says “Always safe?” with a wry smile.  The other man acknowledges to the occasional “slip up” when they were drunk, but generally they went through a lot of condoms. 

John is torn between wanting to hear more about the sex and turned off by the condoms.  John knows he should act the way this man does and use condoms, but he has always enjoyed when a man cums inside him.  Talk of condom use really turns him off. 

As John’s self-critic starts in and John falls silent again, the other man not wanting to miss his moment says, “Let’s go get you into that sexy outfit.”  John half smiles and takes off his shirt.  The man asks, “Did you hook up last night after the twink’s performance?” John blushes and says, “I did.”  The other man nods and watches John drop his cargo shorts. 

He takes a good look at John’s bare ass and says, “Did you bottom or top last night?”  John is silently cursing the stockbroker for the “giving up you ass” comment.  John hesitates.  The other man feels John’s ass.  He smiles at John and says, “Feels good.”  

John is naked and the other man entirely clothed.  The man begins eating John’s ass.  John got hard as soon as the tongue entered his hole.  John bent over and spread his ass for the man. 

The man could tell John wasn’t a virgin to getting fucked.  This ass had been used in the last day or so.  But, it tastes so good.  John’s ass lips give way easily to the invading tongue. 

John is moaning as this man he just met is eating his ass.  John remembers that just yesterday he got fucked by one of his friends and gave up all pretense of being a top. He grunts as this man’s tongue invades deeper.  He remembers telling his friend to “Cum where everyone else does.  Cum in my ass.”  The shame of that admission burns inside John.

The man says, “Time to suck my cock muscle jock.”  John turns around drops to his knees and engulfs the man’s average cock until his face is on the man’s pubes.  He comes off and slides his lips back along the cock.  He looks up at the man he just met this morning who says, “Feels good.”  John wants to make this man feel good.  He wants this man to want to fuck him.  He wants this man to want him. 

The man is loving this blowjob.  He is looking down at the muscle jock worship his cock.  He is working for it.  The man has given lots of men blowjobs like this over the years.  Since the man is usually a bottom, he can tell that jock boy is desperate for cock. 

As John works the cock with his talented mouth, his hand slides from his own cock to his ass.  He rubs a finger along his wet hole.  He hears the man say, “Slide a finger in your hole.  Work it for me.  Show me how much you want to get fucked.”  John slides a finger in his ass and then a second.  He looks up at the man as he continues sucking his cock. 

The man says, “I can tell you like getting your hole worked over.  I bet other men have fucked you this weekend.  A hot muscle jock bottom like you.  I bet you have lots of suitors.  Men who have been stretching your hole.  But I can tell from the way you are sucking my cock that you want more cock in your ass.  Get my cock nice and wet for your hole.” 

John is a bit surprised that the queeny voiced man standing over him is speaking this way to him.  It turns John on.  He starts using more spit on the cock.  He unbuttons the man’s shorts to get more access to the cock.  They fall to the ground.  John pulls the underwear down too and momentarily stops sucking the cock as they follow the shorts.  He pushes his mouth back on the cock so it stretches his throat causing him to spit more on the cock. 

The man who is about to fuck John hasn’t fucked a trick bareback in years, not since that became so risky.  And as a man who loved getting fucked, making tops use condoms has become almost second nature to him.  But seeing that twink give his ass up bareback last night has him imagining feeling this jock hole on his bare cock.  He pulls John off his cock and leans over John, maneuvering them so John is on his back and the man is between his legs.

Instinctively, John spreads his legs to give the man room and more access to his ass.  He exhales and reaches for the man to pull him closer.  They kiss again and the man’s cock rubs John’s hole.  He moans into the man’s mouth.  John feels the man adjust his body and the man’s cock is now aimed directly on his hole.  The wet cockhead slips against John’s wet hole and it pops inside.  John kisses the man deeply as the cock slides halfway up his eager ass.

First bare ass the man has been in for years and it feels amazing – so warm, so wet, so welcoming.  The man pushes the rest of his cock into John and holds it there.  Jock boy hasn’t even mentioned using a condom.  The man thinks about it for a second as his bare cock is buried in this jock’s ass and he hesitates.  He says, “I don’t have a condom on.”

John says, “Oh” and kisses the man again.

Confused by this response, the man thinks he should get a condom.  As the man slides his cock back he groans at how good this ass feels without a condom.  Again, he says, “I’m not wearing a condom.”

John says, “Do you want to wear a condom?”

The man, sliding back into John’s ass and starting to fuck him says, “This feels good.”

John says, “Yeah it does.”  He feels the man’s cock inside him and it really does feel nice. 

The man fucks John for a few more minutes and he says, “I can put on a condom if you want me to.”

John says, “I don’t have any condoms.”  

The man keeps fucking John and says, “I’m going to cum in you soon.”

John wanting this stranger's load, grabs the man's ass and says, “Cum inside me.”

The man moans loudly and dumps his load in John’s unprotected ass. 

Ten minutes later, John is taking his bare cock again doggy style and the man is calling him a jock slut and tells John to beg for his load.  John begs the man to cum inside him. 

There is no pretense now.  Over the inviting beat of Anita Ward’s “Ring My Bell”, the men heard the muscle jock nurse beg their “total bottom friend” to cum in his ass.   Five of them wondered if John would also take their loads.  The other two men smiled at each other secure in the knowledge that John would take their loads again.  Whatever happened, the men knew that “tonight was meant for me and you.”  Most of them imagining John as the ‘you’.