You asked me about the last time I POZZED a NEG Hole. I was on a business trip and on the lookout for a Bear Loving Twink. I found a Kid on Gay.Com whose handle was "Boy4Bear." When I clicked on his link, I was pleased to find a nice slender Dude—from my perspective, the perfect Ass to breed.
We met at the local Gay Bar where I plied him with double screwdrivers. He said he didn't drink much, so he liked drinks that tasted sweet.
His web pic didn�t do him justice. He had dimples. His hair was more tousled; his eyes, hazel-brown. He was shorter than I supposed, maybe five-six. And he had an awesome smile that made him look younger than twenty.
It wasn't long till I was stuffing my hairy paw down his pants. I couldn't get my finger in his Hole with his waistband so tight, so I had to settle for a little Grab-Ass. Anytime I got my thumb near his Crack, he wriggled a bit, so I figured I'd have my Dick in him by morning.
"Boy, your Hole has Daddy Hot to Trot. You ready?"
"I like Daddies," he said evasively, as the throbbing erection beneath his shorts belied his passion.
"I do believe you�re a Bad Boy."
I'm not big on Role Playing, but the little Cunt seemed well worth it. I squeezed his Ass; and he squirmed again, and closed his eyes as his lips puckered into an �Oh!�
"Up, Boy. Time to go."
When he arose, he wobbled a bit; so I took his arm to guide him out of the bar.
Outside, I wanted to see how far I could go, so when we turned the corner, I pushed him up against the building, and thrust my hand down his shorts and my finger up his Cunt.
How he howled, that Punk, so I grabbed his chin and buried my tongue deep down his throat. His muffled cries reverberated in my mouth as I worked my sharp nail around in his Pussy. He whimpered.
"MY CAR—NOW, BOY."
Silently he accompanied me to the van. He was too drunk to resist, and his Cock was doing his thinking.
Inside I started my verbal assault—NAUGHTY BOY, NASTY BOY, BOY WHO DESERVES TO BE PUNISHED.
He replied in all the right ways.
�Yes, Daddy! Yes, Sir!� and the ilk.
At the hotel I asserted that Bad Boys don�t deserve to wear clothes. He took the hint and stripped without further admonition. Apparently he�d been down that road before. I noticed he had just a little splodge of hair on his chest, a smidgen on his belly, and on his pubes. He was very cute, and made my Cock twitch. He was barely standing under his own power when he pulled his socks off.
"Come here, Boy."
I laid him across my lap, his Boy Dick pressed into my jeans, and spanked his sweet Ass. How the little guy yelped! So I shoved his briefs in his mouth and resumed spanking, every five seconds or so, until I had his Ass crimson.
I told him to get up and suck Cock. Relieved, he pulled out the Jockeys and fumbled his way into my jeans. My Shaft sprang to attention as he guzzled the Head. My Dick�s thicker than most, but average in length. I grabbed him by the hair, and shoved my Rod down his throat.
How the Punk thrashed and gagged! God, I love that! When I finally let him go, he fell on his Ass, his eyes wet. From then on, the Youth hadn�t a ghost of a chance. The sight of him prostrate on the carpet before me aroused me too much.
I grabbed him, flipped him over, and rammed my spit-slickened Shaft up his Ass. He almost managed to yell, but was still out of breath. I pulled out a little and plowed back in, covering him with my bulk. I could feel his NEG sphincter clutch at my Dick. It was a wet and wild feeling. He was my naked little Boy Whore, to do with as I wished. And I wished to alter his life forever. So mercilessly I hammered his Hole.
He kept uttering expletives of discomfort . "Fuck! Ow! No! Wait!� It wasn�t long before I shot up his Ass. Only when it was over did I realize I was sperming a Hole, whose Status was Unknown. For me, that�s a no-no.
I collapsed on him, and he was panting hard. I let him catch his breath. I pulled out, and he rolled over to face me.
"YOU�RE NEG, RIGHT, BOY?"
"Yeah."
�Just checking.�
He wasn't hard anymore, because he�d Cum on the carpet.
"You like it that way, Boy?"
Looking away, he said, "My head's spinning."
I laughed and said, "Beddy Bye."
I stripped, and we crawled beneath the covers. After a while, he was a little more lucid. We didn't sleep much. I'd be drifting off, and he'd suck my Cock. Or I'd get horny and finger his Hole. In the morning, I woke up him with a grope.
"Daddy wants to Fuck You again."
I shoved my thumb up his Pussy and he buried his screams in the pillow, but didn't protest. He was shaking, so I knew his pain was for real. But like a good little Trooper, he was bound and determined to take it. I wondered if he�d have been as accommodating if he knew the secret ingredient in my Cum. But that was for me to know and him to find out.
I spread his knees, as far apart as I could and plowed into his DRY MANPUSSY. It was a little uncomfortable for me, not to mention for him; but SPERMING HIS NEG MANCUNT had me highly aroused; and between my bloody thumbnail and my Precum, he was nicely "lubed up."
I had him where I wanted, debasing him all that I could. I called him every name in the book—Whore, Slut, Sack of Shit, while I plowed his NEG Manpussy. He tossed and turned, biting his lip, pressing one side of his face in the pillow, then the other.
I committed myself to ravaging this Sacrificial Lamb—the Kid himself mattered little. Cheap Tricks like him are a dime a dozen. But they�re Natural Breeders. With his Youth and Good Looks, he could spread as much Bug in a month as I might in a year—if he were destined. And I was bound and determined to see he was destined. My whole plan, pure and simple, was to TOTAL his Innards. I assaulted his Boy Cunt for 30 minutes or more, until he pleaded with me to �Go Slow!" That told me he was ready.
I buried my Dick into the hilt and collapsed atop him. I didn' t pull out for a good 15 minutes to give the Virus plenty of time to absorb. When I finally withdrew, I made him lick the Cum and Shit and Blood off my Cock. When he saw his Blood, he got worried.
�No, Kid, you�re not hemorrhaging. You�ll be OK in a couple of hours.�
Except for one little detail.