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Prologue: Gangbang FeastThe dimly lit hotel room was packed with naked men, some kissing and caressing each other, others rubbing their massive cocks.In the middle of the group, on the bed, lay a young man just over 20. He was lying on his back with his legs held up on the shoulders of a muscular man. That man’s huge cock was thrusting bareback into his pink, tender ass. Each thrust brought out some thick white fluid—the trophies left by the men before him.The young man’s mouth wasn’t idle either; two thick cocks were taking turns thrusting into it, each time plunging deep into his throat. The harness he wore accentuated his firm pecs, and the tattoos running from his thighs to his lower back peeked out beneath it. His abs contracted with every intense thrust from the man behind him, driving the surrounding men wild.Encouraged by the others, the man fucking him pounded mercilessly into his cum-filled ass, while the young man clearly enjoyed the wild sex—evident from his rock-hard, veiny cock. The young man being relentlessly fucked was me. With a few low growls, the man behind me shot his load deep inside me.As soon as he pulled out, one of the men who had been using my mouth eagerly took his place. In the brief moment my mouth was free, I finally got a look at the man who had just fucked me for thirty minutes. He looked to be in his early thirties, muscular, with a half-soft cock at least 8 inches (about 20 cm).Two years ago, I might have been intimidated by that size, but by now it was routine—especially since my ass had already been well-lubricated by the cum of the previous eight men. The next guy wasted no time, lining up his hard cock and slamming it into me.My cock leaked precum from the pounding, someone leaned in to suck me, and soon another cock filled my mouth again…This relentless rotation lasted nearly six hours. All kinds of men kept coming and going until everyone in the room had dumped their load in my ass.Thirty-eight strangers, six hours. Exhausted, I lay on the bed, fingers slowly sliding in and out of my cum-filled hole while my left hand stroked my cock, replaying how I had become this way… PrefaceI once promised in a group-sex discussion thread to share my experiences, so I’ll start from when I first arrived in the US. I’ll explain step by step how I went from a “safe boy” who always used condoms to a slutty bottom who’s been bred by hundreds. My writing isn’t great, so please bear with me.This story is mainly a record of my real experiences—everything written is true, with specific locations and names blurred for privacy. I’ve chosen some of the most memorable encounters to share. With countless fuck buddies over the years, some memories have faded, so it won’t always be in chronological order.This post involves lots of bareback sex, group play, bathhouses, clubs, drugs, and other sexually open scenarios. If you’re uncomfortable, please leave now. I’ve discussed this thoroughly with my doctor and I’m on PrEP while getting tested regularly. I’m fully aware of my choices and the risks involved. Besides documenting my own journey, I hope this post brings a fresh perspective to the community. I want to encourage regular testing, treatment, and honest, open discussions with your sexual partners about health. Most importantly, I hope it helps reduce stigma and discrimination against people living with HIV and spreads accurate prevention knowledge, including “U=U.”Here’s an interesting fact: in the US, California is often seen as the state with the most “promiscuous” behavior— at least half of gay men there regularly have bareback sex with multiple partners. Yet California has one of the lowest new HIV infection rates in the country, despite having the highest number of HIV-positive people.By contrast, in more conservative, Christian-influenced states like Indiana or parts of Texas, where HIV prevalence is lower, new infection rates are surprisingly high. The reality of HIV prevention in the US shows the world that reducing stigma, encouraging testing and treatment, and promoting open dialogue are the most effective ways to prevent HIV transmission. Stigma and fear-based messaging only worsen the spread, no matter how much “safer sex” is emphasized. Chapter 1: First Days in AmericaI’m 18 this year, 175 cm, 68 kg. Athletic build—clearly defined muscles, visible pecs and abs, though not overly bulky.Everything went smoothly when I first arrived. I settled into my new place, had drinks and chatted with my new roommates. Around 11 p.m., since there was a freshman orientation the next day, both roommates went to bed. Still jet-lagged and a bit buzzed from the alcohol, I felt restless and horny. I pulled out my phone and logged into jack'd (back then I only knew jack'd and blued; I barely use either anymore). I think my cock is pretty big—about 17 cm—but my bubble butt is my favorite feature.In my jack'd profile pic I was wearing just tight shorts; the combination of bubble butt, pecs, and abs looked very tempting. Soon several guys messaged me. One was a cute Latino, 21, average build but no extra fat. His profile said he had 8' uc (about 20 cm, uc = uncut). My ex was just over 18 cm, so his size naturally caught my interest.We exchanged the usual questions (roles, preferences, place to host…) and nude photos.His cock looked huge and thick in the pictures. After giving him my number and address, I rushed to the bathroom to shower and douche. Less than twenty minutes later, I got his text—he was at the door. My first hookup in the US, and with a big dick, had me nervous. Back in my room, he came up and kissed me right away, grabbing and kneading my ass. I felt a big bulge pressing against me. I reached into his shorts and found a half-hard cock already eager. I could barely wrap one hand around that meaty shaft.As I stroked him, he grew fully hard—definitely bigger than anything I’d seen before! I couldn’t help but gasp. He smiled, slid his hands into my shorts, and easily slipped a finger into my slightly loose hole (from the recent douching), slowly exploring.After going without sex for a while, I was quickly worked up. I yanked down his shorts. His fully hard cock sprang out. I held the base and admired the massive dick—uniformly thick from base to head, with plenty of precum already leaking.I teasingly licked his slit and heard him inhale sharply. I started to take his round head into my mouth, swirling my tongue, but he wanted more. He placed a warm hand on the back of my head and slowly pushed deeper. I didn’t have much experience, so I could only take about half before gagging and signaling him to pull out.After a few tries, he clearly couldn’t wait any longer and wanted to fuck. He motioned for me to stand. Nervously, I told him I’d never taken a cock that big and wasn’t sure I could handle it. He smiled and said he’d go slow, and if it didn’t work he’d let me fuck him instead.I hadn’t bottomed much, but the few times I had, I enjoyed it—and he was exactly my type: about my height, slightly smaller build, with a firm, round ass that formed a perfect curve. Either way, tonight was going to be good.I nodded, turned around, and knelt on the bed, fully exposing my ass. My hole was smooth and pink—one of my most confident features. He clearly liked it too; I heard him swallow, then felt a slap on my cheek before he spread me open and buried his face between my cheeks, greedily tonguing my hole.The intense pleasure made me moan. Encouraged, he licked even more eagerly. Soon my hole was slick and twitching, inviting a rougher invasion. He added some lube to his fingers and slowly worked them inside.After his tongue had opened me up, the first finger slid in easily, then a second and third, pumping in and out. I grabbed a condom from the drawer and handed it to him, signaling I was ready for his big cock.He rolled it on and rubbed his head against my entrance. I was burning with need, pushing back, desperate for him to enter. He chuckled and asked, “Little slut, you want it?”“Yes…” “Want what?”“Want your big cock in my ass!”Satisfied, he didn’t say anything else. He pressed against my hole and slowly pushed in. Three fingers were nothing compared to his girth, but he went slow enough that there was no sharp pain—just the intense stretch, which still took some getting used to.Soon he was buried to the hilt.I asked him to pause so I could adjust. After a moment the fullness eased a bit and I nodded. He began to thrust slowly.To be honest, getting fucked by such a big cock for the first time wasn’t entirely pleasurable. With every stroke my rim was pulled out and pushed back in, and I kept asking for more lube. Still, the mental thrill of having that thick cock moving inside me was unmatched.After a while we switched to missionary. I lifted my legs, fully exposing my now-gaping hole. He lined up and slid back in without using his hands. While fucking me, he ran one hand over my abs, clearly enjoying the feel. In this position his cock curved upward slightly; at full depth I could see a faint bulge in my abs from his head. My own cock flopped with each thrust, still soft because my ass hadn’t fully adjusted.He seemed to enjoy it anyway, using his other hand to fondle my balls while watching my cock bounce to his rhythm.Looking at his flat stomach and lean chest, I remembered him whispering earlier, “You can fuck me if you want.” I moved my hands to his ass and started exploring toward his hole.Soon my fingers found it.There was a light dusting of hair around his hole—cute. I scooped up some precum from my own slit, reached back again, and pressed against his entrance. He gave me a wicked grin, lowered his hips, and presented his hole to my finger—an invitation to go deeper.Accepting the invitation, I slowly pushed inside. His warm hole immediately wrapped around my finger, clenching as if greedily sucking it in. The sensation woke my sleeping cock; within moments I was fully hard. My 17 cm cock was decent, but nowhere near his size.He seemed to like it too. While continuing to fuck me, he reached down and stroked my now-hard cock. Before long his breathing grew heavier—he was getting close. Suddenly he pulled out, yanked off the condom, pressed his head against my cock, and jerked us together. With a low growl he came hard, thick ropes splattering across my cock and abs.Feeling a stranger’s cum shooting onto me was strangely arousing. My own cock twitched harder. I smeared his load over my stomach and chest, then used the cum-slick hand to stroke myself furiously.He wasn’t done either—he easily slid three fingers into my loosened hole and pumped them hard. It didn’t take long before I came with another groan, the first two shots even reaching my nose!We looked at each other and burst out laughing.Afterward he leaned down and took my cum-covered, half-soft cock into his mouth, sucking deeply. Post-orgasm sensitivity made me moan and push him away. He grinned, lips still shiny with cum, and leaned in to kiss me.It was my first taste of cum. Surprisingly, I didn’t mind—in fact, I greedily sucked on his tongue, savoring the mixed flavors of our loads. We made out a little longer before he got up and dressed.I pulled on a pair of shorts and wiped my cum-covered body with a towel.“Looks like you enjoyed my cock,” he said with a smile. I smiled back. “Your foreplay was amazing. But your ass seemed to enjoy my fingers too.” He leaned in and whispered, “I think it would like your cock even more.”“Next time I’ll have to let it try!” I laughed as I walked him out. The thought of my cock sliding in and out of his tight hole had me getting hard again…

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Chapter 16: Micheal“This is a guy from S City, he and his friend double-teamed me,” Jung said as he pulled up a video on his phone to play for me. Meanwhile, my cock was slowly thrusting in and out of his ass.Since the last time I fucked Jung, I’d hooked up with him several more times. Every time he got really high, but I always resisted the temptation and pulled out right after cumming and left.Gradually I started to relax around him and share some of our crazy experiences with each other.Of course, I had no intention of confessing my past with Ethan to him. In his eyes, I was just a vers who played around a lot, liked watching him get high and fucking him raw, but firmly refused to touch the stuff myself—a “good boy.” It was a Friday night, and I was once again enjoying Jung’s high hole in a rundown little hotel. After learning about my preference for cum-filled holes, he would always get loaded with one or two loads before meeting me, making it hard for me to refuse.What a considerate little slut.Right now his hole was burning hot from the drugs, constantly stimulating my nerves, while the scene on his phone pushed me even closer to the edge.The video quality was rough, the image kept shaking, but it was still clear that Jung was sandwiched between two men, moaning with a hint of crying in his voice.On top was a young-looking white guy whose arm tattoos extended all the way up to his shoulder and down to his lower back. His muscular, firm ass bounced with every thrust of his hips. Beneath Jung was a Latino guy about the same age, lean but well-built muscles tensing with pleasure.Sandwiched between them, Jung looked small and fragile.The video was short, ending in under 30 seconds. Jung then showed me more selfies and clips of him getting raw creampied by men of different ages, sizes, and races—in hotels, bathrooms, cars… This seemingly innocent boy had way more experience getting fucked than I did. Thinking about how the cock I was thrusting into his ass right now was probably stirring up the cum of countless other men was incredibly arousing. “You’ve done threesomes or group stuff, right?” After taking a hit and exhaling white smoke, Jung asked me.“If it feels right, sure.” It seemed my cock alone wasn’t enough for him anymore.“How about these two?” He grabbed his phone again, pulled up the double-penetration video, and asked. “They’re both pretty hot and sexy.” These two appeared frequently in Jung’s collection, and the quality was top-tier (Jung clearly wasn’t picky, and even I, who thought my tastes were varied, had to admit some of the guys in his videos were hard for me to stomach). Watching their firm slim waists thrusting behind Jung made my own ass start to itch, anticipating their assault inside me.After getting my approval, Jung picked up his phone and started texting. I caught a glimpse that the other person was named Michael, an extremely common name.“Michael asks if you do bottom.”“I’m vers, so I don’t care. What about him?”“He’s vers too, but he says he wants to fuck you tonight.”“Sure.” I pretended to be calm, but I was actually pretty excited.“Michael says he’ll be here in about 30 minutes. Santiago can’t make it tonight.” From the names, the white guy was probably the one coming. I felt a slight twinge of regret—the Latino guy was more my type. I quickly went to the bathroom for some necessary cleaning, then lay back on the bed watching GV on Jung’s laptop while enjoying his excellent blowjob. Every now and then he would hold some smoke in his mouth, then swallow my entire cock, thick white smoke billowing out from the corners of his mouth and nostrils, blurring his lust-filled handsome face.After some time, I finally heard two soft knocks on the door. Jung jumped up and opened it in a few steps. The guy at the door wore a baseball cap, a tight tank top, shorts, and a pair of white cotton socks peeking out from his casual shoes, hugging his muscular calves. An abstract line tattoo emerged from the sock cuffs and disappeared up into his pant legs, making one’s imagination run wild.After a brief exchange with Jung, Michael stepped inside and stared straight at me. “You must be Sean? I’m Micheal.” As he spoke, he started stripping off his clothes until only a pair of socks remained on his feet. I was still lying on the bed, my cock standing rock-hard and pointing at the ceiling. I wasn’t sure if it was because Jung’s blowjob was so good or because the guy in front of me matched all my sexual fantasies. I nodded awkwardly and tried to sit up using my hands to give a proper self-introduction.He chuckled and teased, “Don’t let me interrupt you two, keep going.” Jung immediately lay back between my legs and continued eating enthusiastically.Micheal walked to the side of the bed, took out two sports drinks from his backpack and a clear plastic bag containing many white crystals.He opened a drink, took a small sip, handed it to me, then skillfully added more drugs to Jung’s pipe and started smoking on his own. His soft cock swayed gently in front of me, the plump head exposed, looking quite appetizing.A handsome tattooed guy, completely naked except for a pair of white cotton socks, stood just a step away from me, exhaling that all-too-familiar white smoke. It felt like I was seeing that cocky club dancer again, confidently training me into his personal fleshlight.The sight made my blood boil. I couldn’t help but take several big gulps of the drink Michael had handed me to calm my pounding heart.“Jung says you don’t touch this?” After his fourth hit, Michael raised the glass pipe and asked me. I shook my head lightly, reaffirming my stance.“Then you better be able to take it—I last a long time,” he said casually, stepping forward until his cock was pressed right against my face.“Open your mouth, lick it, get it hard so I can fuck your slut hole.” Was it the drugs talking, or did he just love dirty talk?I obediently opened my mouth and took his cock in. A faint musky taste spread across my tongue. I teased his head and shaft with my tongue while sucking with negative pressure to make him hard quickly. This was a technique Ethan taught me that night, now being used skillfully on yet another high cock.“Fuck, his technique is even better than yours,” Michael teased Jung. His cock swelled rapidly in my mouth, the head pressing deep into my throat. I had to spit it out and take several deep breaths to suppress the urge to gag. His cock looked great—pink, round, full head, about 17 cm long, 12 cm thick, the straight shaft curving upward at about a 60-degree angle from his lightly muscled lower abs.He had clearly showered before coming; there was no smell, just a light body-wash scent that made one salivate.After getting used to the foreign object in my throat, I started deep-throating. Michael held the back of my head and thrust hard into my mouth. Beneath me, Jung had switched from my cock to my hole, burying his face between my cheeks and tonguing my ass.Maybe because of the smoke in the room, my mind started to blur and my whole body relaxed. Watching Michael and Jung exhale clouds of smoke, it felt like ants were crawling all over me. Memories of that night with Ethan flooded my mind like a broken dam. I found myself staring blankly at the pipe in Micheal’s mouth, unable to suppress my craving anymore. I wanted to experience that night’s abandon again!I wanted to become Micheal’s fuck toy completely! As if reading my mind, Micheal loaded some fresh clear crystals into the pipe, brought it to my lips, and said in an unquestionable tone, “Take a big hit when I tell you.”I must have looked like a puppy staring at him—neither nodding nor objecting. My brain seemed to have completely stopped working. I obediently opened my mouth around the pipe, watched the lighter ignite, the crystals slowly melt, wisps of white smoke gather inside, the transparent pipe turning milky white like streams of cum. “I really want Michael to fill my ass,” I couldn’t help thinking.Finally, Michael gave the command. Without hesitation I took a deep breath. The white smoke rushed into my mouth and filled every alveolus. My brain seemed to swell with blood. That strange yet familiar feeling had returned.Seemingly satisfied with my obedience, Michael gently stroked the back of my head while guiding me to blow smoke on his cock.His cock was buried deep in my mouth, my nose pressed against his crotch, greedily inhaling his pleasant scent. Behind me, Jung had replaced his tongue with fingers—one, two, three…Soon I was no longer satisfied with just fingers. I looked up at Michael like a puppy, silently begging for him to enter me. “Take two more hits so your hole relaxes a bit more,” Michael said gently, cupping my face with one hand and holding the pipe out with the other.Maybe because of the drugs, I had the illusion of being in love, the same fantasy as that night with Ethan. Deep down I knew this was just a hookup, and to Micheal I was just a tool for release, but my brain was already filled with thick smoke. All that remained was the desire for intimacy: to be held, to be entered, possessed, to feel flesh against flesh. Whether that intimacy was real or fake no longer mattered.I obediently took several more deep hits. My mind started spinning. I simply lay back on the bed, lifted my legs, and stared straight at Micheal and his throbbing cock.“Want… give me your big cock…” Already high as fuck, I kept begging softly.Without another word, he walked behind me, applied some lube, and thrust straight in.“Oh… so full… feels so good…” The emptiness that had tormented me was finally filled by this handsome guy’s raw cock. I let out a satisfied sigh. “Fuck, your hole is so fucking tight.”His thick cock pistoned in and out of my hole. Maybe because of the high or how wet his cock was, my ass became incredibly slick, wet sounds echoing with every thrust. While enjoying the penetration, I occasionally took the white smoke Jung exhaled. My mind gradually dissolved into this lewd scene…“Jung said you’ve been to the baths?” Michael took another deep hit and asked.“Yeah.” I nodded while enjoying his cock slamming into me. “How many guys have creampied you there?”“Two or three, I think.” I searched my hazy memory.“That’s too few. Want more?”“Mm-hmm.” I nodded eagerly.“Fuck, Jung said you play pretty wild. Turns out when you’re high you’re an insatiable slut.” As he spoke he started pounding harder. With his sudden acceleration I couldn’t help moaning!“Oh… so good… right there, harder, fuck me to death… ah…”After fucking me hard for a while, Michael had me lie on my side. He lay behind me, his cock sliding effortlessly into my already opened hole. He hugged me tightly from behind and started thrusting at a steady pace.His hot body pressed against my back. The long-craved intimacy finally melted my reason. I started taking the pipe and lighter from Jung’s hands and hitting it myself in big puffs.Michael was clearly pleased with my change. He kept kissing and nibbling my neck and back, leaving countless hickeys. Just as I was immersed in our two-person world, there was a soft knock at the door. Michael and I were on the single bed facing the door, going at it intensely when the unexpected knock interrupted us.“That’s my cock arriving,” Jung said half-jokingly as he walked to the door.“Don’t worry, you’re mine tonight. I’ll take good care of you,” Michael whispered gently in my ear, sensing my slight discomfort with the unexpected guest. At the same time, he casually slid the pipe and lighter under the pillow without stopping his thrusts for a second. With each slow stroke, his hot lower abs pressed against my ass before pulling away silently. Lost in this illusory romance, I couldn’t be bothered with the stranger. The newcomer was a man around 40, average build and looks. From the moment he entered he stared at us. “Yo… I’m Michael, don’t mind us and Sean. You have fun with Jung,” Michael said casually.In one short sentence he introduced everyone and made it clear this wasn’t going to be a 4p.Maybe he didn’t want Jung to feel left out, or maybe the uncle wasn’t his type. Either way, I was happy to obey and continued enjoying the sexy boy behind me.The uncle chatted and joked for a bit, then Jung led him to the other single bed. That horny little slut had somehow put his jockstrap back on and was now on his knees sucking the guy’s cock, moaning around it. The uncle was quite well-endowed; his thick cock appeared and disappeared in Jung’s small mouth.I turned back to enjoy Micheal thrusting in and out of my hole, occasionally hearing the sounds from the other two. As Jung’s moans grew louder, I knew they had started fucking. The uncle was clearly experienced, making Jung moan nonstop. Perhaps out of male competitive instinct, Micheal quickly flipped me over, pinned me down, and started fucking me faster and harder, each thrust slamming deep into my guts. The sound of flesh slapping filled the room.By now my eyes were glazed over. My gaze wandered over Michael’s tattooed, sexy body. My arms wrapped around his firm, sexy waist, filled with the satisfaction of being conquered and possessed.“Oh baby, you’re so fucking sexy,” Michael said while pounding me hard, looking at me with deep affection.Under his dual assault I kept falling. The pleasure from my prostate slamming into my brain over and over made me forget months of restraint and caution. It felt like I was back in Ethan’s cramped rental that night, except this time the pleasure in my ass was real. Held in Michael’s arms, I lost track of how long he fucked me, sometimes fast, sometimes slow. Suddenly I heard a low growl and rapid panting from the other bed—Jung had received another load.After cumming, the uncle left quickly. Jung brought his freshly creampied hole to my face. Without hesitation I dove in, greedily licking his cum-and-lube-slicked hole while probing inside with my tongue. The musky scent of semen made me even hungrier.Michael pulled out of my ass to let Jung suck him, then went back to fucking me, repeating the cycle. The intermittent fucking started to frustrate me. “Ah, too bad this is a chem dick,” Jung sighed while playing with my now-soft cock. Clearly the little slut wasn’t satisfied yet.“Anyway he doesn’t use that thing. Sean is my fleshlight tonight, right?” Micheal said while winking at me.Still dizzy from being fucked, I nodded without hesitation, though my attention kept getting scattered by the huge cock in my ass. I clung tightly to Micheal’s solid body, savoring the intimate contact.Jung seemed busy hunting again. Occasionally car engines could be heard outside. The two of us were lost in endless lust, once again forgetting the passage of time… I don’t know how much longer we fucked. We kept taking hits intermittently. Michael leaned in and whispered, “Want to come home with me?” I nodded without hesitation. Whatever he wanted, I would probably agree right now.We quickly got dressed and packed. Just before leaving, Jung suddenly asked, “What about the payment we agreed on?” Micheal casually took a palm-sized ziplock bag from his backpack, half-filled with the familiar white crystals, and tossed it to Jung while saying lightly, “Good job.” Payment? That strange exchange made me curious, but my drugged brain didn’t dwell on it…End.

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