Acting Out Fantasies

Well I finally took the plunge over the weekend, and acted on my urges.

If you're into the poz breeding scene you'll know that one of the best ways to ensure the bug holds, is to prepare the bottoms arse with a tooth brush until there's a tint of pink on the brush bristle's, then fuck away for ages before loading the hole up with spunk... right?

For ages now I’ve fantasised about taking the final step and going for broke, but for whatever reason I’ve not acted on it. Anyway, after the last few weeks, and various fantastic fucks with random guys, and not to mention a great session at Steam this Saturday just passed which saw me take a further 7 loads at KINK, I decided to finally go for it.

Or rather, lust took over, and the decision was made for me.

Sunday morning saw me somewhat hung over and tired from the antics at KINK, when I got a text from a guy I know. I’ve fucked with him before, but never purposely prepared my arse etc. It’s just always been normal bareback (as if bareback is classed as normal – is that how far I’ve come!).

“Hey mate, I’m in Leeds this afternoon, wondered if you fancied takin my seed?”

“Sure, come on over around 1pm!”

“Got an idea, wanna be prepped with a tooth brush, take my load the proper way…”

“Erm, ok… why not!”

And the scene was set!

I douched, showered and at 1pm was lying on my bed, the front door unlocked, and my hole clean, and not lubed up. The guy walked in – and I’m telling you now he’s fit as fuck! 28 years old, 5’11” tall, about 160lbs, slim, a nice hairy bush which is well maintained, a smooth body with a slightest amount of hair inbetween his pecks. He’s got black hair, dark piercing eyes, clean-shaven, and the most beautiful 7.5” uncut cock. As a package, he gets top marks from me!

He walked in to my room, stripped off and we explained pleasantries. I took his cock in my mouth and sucked him good and hard, making him throb in no time. He picked up the toothbrush I’d left on the side for him, and took it down to my arse, and slipped it in to me. It hurt, so I took a hit on my poppers and sucked them in deep. I soon got into the swing of it, and the scratching sensation of the bristles inside me, actually became quite pleasing. After he’d abused me good with the brush, he pulled the brush out and showed it to me, the bristles were a lovely bright pinkish red colour – the damage inside me done, it was time for the next step.

He brought his cock back up to my mouth, where I proceeded to suck him again, licking he smooth balls and coating his cock in my spit. When he felt it was ready, he moved down to my hole once more. This time for the final stage.

He lined his cock up at me and hesitated.

“Are you sure you’re ok doing this!?” he asked

“Of course…” I replied, “I’ve taken over 260 loads this year so far in sauna’s, sex clubs, orgies and parties etc, and I KNOW that some of them have been poz, some of the poz ones even had PA’s on them… so this is no different…”

This seemed enough to set his moment of self-consciousness to one side, and he slipped his cock into me. My arse had tightened up with the abuse it had taken from the brush, so I took a couple more big deep hits on my poppers, and worked my arse backwards, as he pushed his cock forwards the two forces meeting in the middle and “POP” my arse gave way and his cock slid into my arse right up to his balls. It felt out of this world.
He continued to fuck me, as I continued to take hits from the poppers. The darkness of my room (the curtains were drawn despite it being sunny outside), the lust of the poppers and the excitement and nervousness of taking him in me like this was driving me mad with lust. I pushed back onto his dick each time his thrusts drove him into me.

I was up on all fours, looking back over my shoulders into his eyes, which were alive with animal like lust, and my left hand was cupped behind his back pulling him deeper into me. Then he pushed me flat onto the bed, and pushed my legs open with his knees, before he slammed his entire body weight into me, driving his throbbing cock farther into me than it had ever been. It was out of this world. Incredible. Beautiful. By far one of the best fuck’s I’ve ever had in a long while.

After about 20 mins of raping and pillaging my arse, he finally reached the point of no return. He picked me up so we were doggy style again, and had me spin around onto my back, my legs now in his hands and held open. I pumped furiously on my cock as he continued to ram his dick into my specially prepared hole. We were looking into each other’s eyes, and I could tell by his expression he was on the edge.

“Fuck yeah, breed me” I hissed at him…

“oh god, oh god…” he groaned and moaned.

“Come on…. Give it to me! Give it to m…”

“Oh fuck yeah!!!…Here it comes…!”

And then he collapsed into me, his load deposited in my hole, and the rest of the story in the hands of luck and fate.

He spun me over, keeping his dick in me, so I was back in doggy style and then he started fucking me again, letting spunk dribble from me, before packing it back in with his still hard cock, ensuring not only were my innards coated in his seed, but the passage way from the outside world into the dark depths of my arse were also getting their fair share of his toxic seed.

When he was completely soft, he pulled out, cleaned his cock, and then dressed. I threw on a tee and some slacks before joining him downstairs. I could feel his seed in me, slowly dribbling from my well-abused hole, and I could almost feel a tingling sensation as it was absorbed into my blood stream. Daft I know, and I must have just been imagining it. But it felt real enough.

We said goodbye, and promised to hook up soon enough.

I know this was an incredible risk, however I see it as a natural progression of my barebacking. Four years ago I would have only fantasised about going to a sauna or sex club and having sex with 30+ guys without a condom. Now it’s an almost every week occurrence. So the journey of self-exploration continues, so the adventures that come with bareback sex go on. Each step of the trip is well thought out. I know it may seem to some that this is pure reckless-ness at it’s finest. But I’ve thought long and hard about taking this step. Many sleepless nights have been had, contemplating the thin line between fantasy, and reality. Deliberating over the consequences of my actions, both immediate and long term. As with bareback in general, I come to the conclusion that I am quite content with the risks, and that the risks are sitting well within what I personally deem acceptable.

My only question, which I couldn’t answer prior to the step being, if I do this and I enjoy it, once it becomes “normalised” as it invariably will, what next? Where do I go from there? The answers remain to be found.