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This story is a sequel to my previous story ‘Tag Along Kid Brother’ but should stand on its own as well. It was going to have two spin-offs but then this idea came to me… Part 1: Colin gave one final thrust of his Poz cock into Griff’s greedy hole. Griff purred contentedly as Colin’s seed poured into him “Thank you, Master.” “Stay still, Griffin” Colin demanded further pushing his spent cock in the boy. He closed his eyes and waited a moment and then… ah. Relief as the chempiss he’d been needing to release emptied into Griff’s hole. Griffin felt himself getting higher and higher from the drugged field urine of his loved /master of ten years. The man who had Pozzed him and shown him the world. Who had debauched and depraved him in every glorious way plausible. The man who was the reason for his Biohazard tattoo. This was the anniversary of that weekend with Tag and Tom where Griff first agreed to be Colin’s slave. They were in Ibiza to celebrate but Griff had a feeling of unease. Colin had been acting strange. Different somehow. Now dated Colin withdrew his impressive length from Griff’s wrecked cunt. Colin’s took the boy from the floor to the sling. And locked him into place. Colin then proceed to give him a piss fisting like no other. Til his gaped hole was wrecked. After Colin sighed. “You know, Griffin, my dear boy I am going to miss you and you wrecked cunt” Through his high Griffin tried to piece together what he was hearing “Master?” ”Not anymore. I’m done with you, slave. I release you.” Colin said. The. He moved to the bedroom door and opened it and five men entered. One a twink of no more than 19 draped himself on Colin. He wore a harness and collar with a leash which he handed to Colin. “Griffin, this is Blaine. My new slave. You getting a little to old for me, love. A little too wrecked. These men here will see you out. I’ve taken the liberty to have your belongings sent to a storage unit in the town I plucked you from and have opened and account in your name with what you’ll find to be a generous parting stipend.” Griff’s tears streamed hearing this shocking news. What was happening?! His whole World was being pulled out from underneath him. He hadn’t had contact with anyone from his old world in ten years. Had no idea who he even was without this man anymore. Colin and the new boy crossed over to him and the new boy stuck his cock in griff’s hole and started to fuck him while Colin pissed on him then forced a kiss. He was humiliated as his replacement came. Made even more humiliating by his moans of need for the cum. Then his master and the twink were gone. The other four men moved in on griffas he struggled to escape the sling but he was locked in. The Mediterranean men sneered and laughed and pawed at their belts and cocks. “Who are you? What do u want?” ”we have a job to do. A job that comes with many pleasures of the flesh for all of us one said forcing himself close to Griff and grabbing his hair, pulling his head back then spitting on Griffs face. Poppers were suddenly in his nostrils and his was rushing from that hit. Then he felt the poke of a slam and he knew he was about to take flight. As the rush hit a fist was shoved in his cunt, a cock in him mouth as wel as one pissing on him and one putting Griff’s hand on his cock. Griff was in orbit. *ONE WEEK LATER* Griff woke up on the cold concrete floor in a small cramped room. His head was throbbing and as he stood up he realized he had no idea where the fuck he was. He was stark naked in a windowless room. He looked in the mirror and saw a sharpie tally on his chest as well as writing that said poz pig, slam whore cum dump. Porn played on a tv and he could hear moans from rooms next to him. “Am I in a bathouse?” He wondered aloud to no one. Ibiza. They were in Ibiza. Colin left him. He left him- the hurt washed over him anew. He remembered the four hung Mediterranean guys using him for days. Keeping him high and horny. He remembered a masked being slipped onto him and then things going dark as he passed out… There was nothing else in the room in a locker he found a card. Wendimere Hotel Room 360 That was all it said? He turned the card over- it was in Colin’s handwriting. Was this whole thing an elaborate game? What was happening. Wait. There were no clothes. How was he supposed to get to the hotel naked? This was going to be interesting. END PART ONE. We’re back. This story is ten years after the events of Tag Along Kid Brother. It’s going to some unexpected places, I think. I am excited to revisit my boys.

I've done it and love it, my most public time was when I got spit roasted by a couple they both pulled out and splattered my face. I dressed and left their house, walked to my car and drove the the grocery store. Went in and got a few things and checked out. Picked the youngest female check out person to go through her line. She didn't say anything but definitley knew what was on my face. Was a rush and turn on. Doing it again this weekend, have a buddy hosting a porn stroke session Sunday morning, I get all the loads on my face when everyone cums, then I dress and walk to my car parked on the street and drive home freshly glazed. Can't wait.

I'm on Medicaid and Ryan White which will kick in when I do have a job and lose my Medicaid and will pay my health insurance premiums I get from a job to obtain my HIV meds.

Love the hot build-up of the story

Love love LOVING this story. Keep it going!

Fucked some random off Sniffies and put my load balls deep in his slut hole yesterday.

Not a last load story per se, but drove out to a spot I got bred a few years back to kind of reminisce and noticed something this time I hadn’t before, there’s a security camera pointed right where I got fucked that night. Makes me laugh.

Ken’s head is spinning. He doesn’t care that he is naked. He doesn’t care that he is on his knees. He doesn’t care that he is sucking 2 big black dicks like a no good whore. He just cares about keeping his high going. He loves every time one of these black men touch his white-boy body. The touch of his cheek, the back of his head, even the dick head on his lips. It was all making him feel amazing. Even when the big black dicks were cutting off his air supply in his throat, he loved the feeling in his throat. Every inch of his body was tingly to the touch. It did not take long for Ken to take the dick all the way down his throat with pubes on his lips. Ken learned to breath through his nose like a champ, not that he had much of a choice. Dee and Julian would trade off fucking his face with the other rubbing the body of the high white-boy of the night. They usually liked their snow bunnies to be completely smooth but Ken didn’t have much body hair. Some sprinkling of chest hair, down to a light happy trail, down to a neatly trimmed patch right above his cock. The two men hardly felt anything as they rolled their hands all over his body. Both men were rock hard standing directly above Ken. Julian grabbed Ken by the arm and dragged him back to the bathroom. He directed Ken to jump back in the shower and wash off the sweat he had accumulated on his body. He gave him a quick tutorial on how to use an enema to clean out. When Ken started to protest, Julian just said to just do it and they will make sure he stays in the clouds. Ken not wanting the parTy to end agreed and jumped into the shower. Ken had been directed to use three different enema bags in a certain order. Unknown to him, the first was a regular enema, but the second was filled with half water and half chem piss. The third was all chem piss. Ken completed his instructions and was flying high when he exited the bathroom. Dee caught the young man wobbling toward the couch. He guided him over to the bed. Once at the bed, they lay him down on his stomach and tied Ken’s hands behind his back. Julian ties the elbows to the 2 bed posts and Dee ties Ken’s ankles to the other 2 bed posts. Julian moves up to Ken’s head and positions himself so that his dick is at Ken’s mouth. He lets the head sit just inside of his mouth and enjoys the light suckling on his head. Dee gets down between the white-boy’s smooth cheeks and inserts his tongue into the virgin hole. As soon as the tongue makes contact with Ken’s hole, Ken starts to moan uncontrollably. Julian takes advantage and pushes his dick further in the mouth. It doesn’t take long for Dee to get the hole nice and wet. Dee got up and brought back the bottle of lube. He squirts a liberal amount on the virgin hole and then smothers his dick. Julian pulls his dick out and goes up to Ken’s ear. He says that this part is going to hurt, especially since he was a newby. But he followed up with if he was a good white-boy for them, they would keep him flying. They didn’t want to hurt him, they just needed to get their nut off a few times. Julian asked if he understood. Unfortunately, Ken was only able to nod his head. That was good enough for Dee. He lined up his dick and placed it at the hole entrance. He slowly rocked forward and his dick head slipped in. Ken was seeing stars and even with the drugs, he felt like he was having a pike pushed up his ass. He tried to cry out but Julian threw a rag into his mouth to gag him. Dee bellows damn this boy is tight. He pulls out and places a more lube at the hole entrance. He grabs shard and pushes it in with his dick. Again, the head slips in but with the Tina being exorbed, the hole gave way a bit. It was just enough for Dee to push in an inch or 2 into the hole. Muffled cries come from the bottom which are ignored by the men. The hole twitches and relaxes just enough time for Dee to push another 2 inches forward. Becoming impatient, Dee just placed all his body weight down on the bottom and the entire length of his dick was shoved into the hole. Ken’s cries were continued to be ignored. Dee pulls out almost entire length and then slams back down. This knocks the wind right out of Ken. Dee uses the distraction to start to long dick the white-boy. The entire fuck, Ken was wailing into his mouth bindings. Mostly cries but by the end of the round, he was starting to moan. Dee loves hearing the sounds come from his boys. They all turn him on. It takes a good 20 minutes of hard pounding for Ken to realize he could spit the wrag out of his mouth. Once he does that, the room is filling with moans. With these new moaning, Dee is thrown over the edge and shoots his thick load up into Ken. Dee collapses on the body below him and catches his breath. Dee looks over at Julian and says you're up.

Spain - poz on meds for many years meds are covered by the public healthcare system regardless of income or whatever circumstances

Once I was laying in a sling and this top began to work my hole open while his friend worked both my nipps. They were both somewhat sleazy looking which made it even hotter for me. I was new to fisting then and the top said “ you’ve got to really want it!” And I sure did!!!

Always raw no matter if i top or bttm if I know the guy or if he’s a stranger if he is poz or neg

Living in a big city in Europe (Madrid-Spain) I find that hookup apps and sites are becoming more and more boring and people are less willing to actually meet for a fuck. On the other hand, and at the same time, I see that now a higher percentage of gay men are going bareback which is great in my opinion the best way to find good bareback sex is going to parties orgies or saunas where fucking becomes much easier and direct. And there are many more guys and much more bareback fun

It sure did

My favorite position. On my back with a BBC in my pussy.