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As I feel the sweat from Al’s body dripping onto my back, his strokes are fast and no longer painful, but actually enjoyable. He’s in, his dick into me, and lies on my back. I feel his ribs, his veins, as his dick pulses; it’s toxic, and it enters my formerly virgin hole. I guess this was meant to happen soon or later as AI rolls off of me onto his back, and I see the Results of what he did to me by the look of his dick with the pink cum and some blood. I wonder what my hole looks like; I’m sure it is destroyed. Al tells me bitch get over here. You gotta clean this mess up, use your mouth and tongue, and do a good job as I get over the first spot. I see the tip of the scorpion tattooed on his body, and there is a dark blood spot. I start licking there. Bob comes up. Bob does not shove his dick in me, but gently inserts it, and it feels good as he does nice, slow strokes. I’m starting to like the taste of Al’s dick. Bob is about to cum as my dick is straining against that chastity cage. I can’t believe I’m having such an orgasm. As the three of us lay in the bed, I really need a drink of water, so I ask, Can I get a drink All three of us seem pissed off. He pulls me by the harness they put on me and drags me into the bathroom. Says you want to drink here, drink this as he puts his dick in my mouth and starts to pee. Bob is next. They go, boy, this is all you’re getting from us. I spent Saturday and Sunday, whenever they could, they were fucking me, the more they did, the more I liked it. Sunday evening. They told me to go home, but before that, they put a butt plug in me and a belt with a lock, so it could not be removed. I asked about the chastity cage. They said that stays on, but to be back here after school on Monday for another breeding.

Hey there. Rob here. Sub oral bottom here available during the weekdays if you need. I need to be trained as a cumdump

I did fuck a few holes and breed a twink with a loose welcoming hole that had at least one load already in him, the only guy brave enough to be openly offering his hole around midnight on a Saturday night at Steam. I also got fucked by 3 guys but no loads, I got fucked long and hard by a really thuggish looking latino, but he rubbered up. I know I just got home from an extended work trip to a city where hookups were readily available, but I'm over due for a sexcation weekend some where I can fully connect with like minded fuck pigs, and am open to suggestions.

Does anyone have information on backrooms in San Francisco or the Bay Area? I'm over due for a sexcation weekend, and that would be an easy destination, for whatever reason I've never played in San Francisco and other than a vacation where I drove the California coast, but didn't get to play, my only experiences with the Bay area is getting marooned late at night by the airlines and spending the night at an airport hotel before hopping on an early morning flight. I see a couple of bars listed on Gaycities, and remember hearing good things about Powerhouse years ago. What about LA, I definitely know other kinds venues for hooking up there, any bars with fucking? Sacramento is another easy one for me to get to, but other than 1 night marooned at an airport hotel have never left the airport there. There's none that I know of in Reno, Las Vegas or Phoenix, but feel free to educate me if I'm wrong.

Love every chapter developing out this story!

Great chapter as always. Having chapters without sex, having more of a plot, makes the entire story more realistic. Thanks

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Chapter 8 ——— Buck ———- I woke to my phone alarm blaring. I reached over and turned it off with a heavy thud. Yesterday had been super busy at the shop!! Saturday’s are always busy but it was crazy last night. I opened the store with Trevor and Jacob as usual. We were almost immediately hit with the lunch rush that lasted till almost 3:00. We had a very brief slow down (which was still steady) till about 4:30. The dinner rush started then and pretty much lasted till after 10 pm. Ant had come in at 1:00, which was an hour early for him, to help out. Lance and Kenny came in at 3:00. We were so busy Trevor and Jacob stayed till almost 9. I told them they could go home at 7:30 but they refused to leave us when we were still so busy. We’d ran out of almost all our prep. It was so bad Ant was doing prep as we needed it. We had to wash and dry dishes several times which wasn’t usual either. When we locked the doors at 11:00 the shop was a wreck. Ant tried to send me home, but I couldn’t leave them with all the work that needed to be done. It took the four of us an hour and a half to get everything cleaned up and back in order so we’d be ready for tomorrow. We only did the prep we had to that night (dough needs time to proof) before we left. Luckily Lance had driven to the shop today so I didn’t have to detour to take him home. It was 1 am before I got home. I feel into my bed still in my clothes and passed out. Luckily I’d remember to set my alarm on my way home or I am not sure I would of woke up before noon. I climbed out of bed and made my way to the shower, stopping at the sink to throw cold water on my face to wake me up. I got my coffee in a travel mug and was out the door by 7:45. There was still a lot to do before we could open today. While Sundays were not near as busy as Friday nights and Saturdays, they were typically the third busiest day of the week. As I made my way to my truck Jacob was walking up my driveway. He was in his scorpion t shirt and had his own travel coffee mug in his hand. He waved at me and showed that bright smile I had come expect from him. Since he moved out on his own 2 weeks ago and got settled in he had been a lot more out going and happy. He wasn’t scheduled to come in till 10 so I was surprised to see him dressed and ready to work. He said he wanted to come in early and help with prep and getting the store ready. I told him he really didn’t have to and he should rest from yesterday but he wouldn’t hear of it. I was too tired to do anything but unlock and open the passenger door for him. First we ran by the market to restock on soda and some vegetables are were out of. Our supply truck wouldn’t get here until Tuesday so we got the essentials to hold us over. We also ran through a drive through for a quick breakfast biscuit. We got to the shop at 8:45 and Jacob helped me unload all the stuff we bought and take it into the shop. He put away all the supplies as I started the prep for the pizza stations. Trevor, who also wasn’t due in till 10:00, showed up at 9:15. Jacob let him in the back and he got to work helping me get everything caught up. Even with all three of us coming in early we still barely had everything done when 11:00 rolled around and we opened the doors. Mercifully the first hour of the shift was relatively calm and we could finish up the last bit of everything. I grabbed the tip jar and cash drawer from yesterday out of the safe along with the drop bag we had to do when the drawer got too full yesterday. The sales report was laying on top of the drawer. I got back to my office and split the tips up into four even piles. Ant was salary and didn’t take tips and I as the owner didn’t take any. The boys were really going to be happy when they got these fat stacks! I put them each in an envelope that had the boys name on it and put it in my drawer. I reviewed the report and was shocked to find yesterday had been our busiest day ever for sales. I doubled checked it in the computer against our sales history and it had beaten our previous record by about 4.5%. I also looked at our sales tracker year to date and we were up a little over 9% for the year with more than 3 months to go. If this kept up it be a record year too. It was rewarding to see all our hard work pay off. Ant and the boys busted there asses and constantly met our shop’s mission of providing the best quality pizza and highest customer service! I decided that if we stayed on track, I’d give them all, including Jayden, a year end bonus and throw a good holiday party to reward them for all their hard work. I got back to counting the drawer and entering all the information into the computer system we used to manage the finances and books. I got the deposit in the bank bag to drop at the after hours box sometime later today. I took the reset cash drawer, the deposit, and the tips to the safe and locked them away for later. I went behind the “warmer wall” after I put the money in the safe to fold some pizza boxes. As I folded I observed Jacob working through the glass doors of the warming racks. Ant had been giving me regular positive feedback on his progression. Kenny had also had rave reviews for him. I knew he and Trevor had become very close. It seemed they acted more like brothers than like they were into each other sexually, like me and Ant. Jacob also seemed to get along really well with everyone else. Ant and the boys welcomed in with wide arms and he seemed join the tight nit group without any issues. I noted as I watched he really was doing a great job. He had the system down pat. His customer service skills were fantastic. He was really turning into a fantastic hire. I decided on the spot I needed to go ahead and challenge him a little more. I walked over to Trevor, who was at the ovens waiting to take out a couple pizzas. His bulking frame making the pizza peel look small. “So, how would you feel about working the front for a few hours today?” I asked him as I stood beside him putting my hand in his shoulder. While Trevor mostly worked the kitchen and was the best pizza maker of all the guys, probably as good as me even, he knew how to work every spot in the store. I had no concerns with him running the front. “Oh, I mean I can. Why? Is something wrong with Jacob?” His face immediately flushed with concern. “No no, don’t get excited. He is fine and has really been excelling. I wanted to try him on the pizza station just to see how he will do with it.” I said with a sly smile. Most guys really seemed to excel at one side or the other. While all the boys were cross trained on the pizza station and the register most had a strong preference and aptitude for one over the other. It was also hilarious to see a person making pizzas for the first time. “Oh you want to pop his pizza making cherry?? And you won’t let me?? I love Jac but he is going to make a mess!! It’s gonna be epic!” He said with a goofy smile in his face. ”No, I want to pop that cherry.” I laughed using hah own terminology. “I will let you do his next training session. Now tell me where you are with the orders and then you and switch with Jacob.” Trevor chuckled and then took me to the order screen to get me up to speed. He walked to the front whistling. ———- Jacob ————- I had just finished helping Mr. Rast when Trev came around the warming shelves. He had a smile in his face and was whistling some silly tune as he watched me finish up. He waved bye to our customer as he left. “Ok little bro, Scorpion Daddy needs you in the back. I will cover up here.” He said in his deep voice. I thought I saw a laugh in his eyes but I couldn’t be sure. “What does he want? Am I in trouble?” I asked as I started to move toward Trev to get around him to the back. “You will see little bro. I promise he doesn’t bite, well at least not too hard.” He said winking at me and then going to the counter to great another of our regulars that had just walked in. I was a little concerned. I mean I pretty sure I hadn’t done anything wrong. Trev wouldn’t be whistling and goading me if I was in trouble would he? No, he isn’t like that. As I came around the corner I found Buck at the pizza cutting station putting two pizzas fresh out of the oven in boxes. He looked up and saw me, flashing his sexy smile. “You see that apron hanging over there? Put it in then wash your hands good. Hot water and soap, sing your abcs as you wash. Then come and help me with this.” He said as he pointed his chin at the wall by the ovens. I hurried to the wall and slipped on the apron. It was red with the shop’s red and black scorpion on it that laid right on the center of my chest when I put it on. I washed my hands thoroughly and then dried them with the disposable towels by the sink. “What do you need me to do?” I asked as I hurried beside him. “Watch me cut this pizza. Pay attention you are doing the other one.” He said as he took the sharp pizza cutter to the steaming hot pizza. He closed the box, put the order sticker on it and put it to the side. He moved to the side and handed me the cutter. I took it in my hand and nervously lowered it to the pizza, but chickened out at the last minute. “What if I mess it up?” I said looking at Buck. “You won’t mess it up, but here let me help.” He said as he came behind me. He wrapped his arms around me and guided my arms into position. He corrected my stance slightly and used his big warm hands to guide me through cutting the pizza. It wasn’t till after i’d closed the box that I realized my crush had been behind me, his body pressing up against mine. His warmth and smell enveloping me. He stepped back and allowed me to put the second order sticker and the box. He then took me to the warming shelves and showed me how to assign the pizzas to their drawer so that Trev would know where it was when the customer picked their order up. “Ok, you ready to learn how to make one of these bad boys?” He asked me with a smile that seems to boarded between sinister and a laugh. ”Mmm well I am think so.” I said, after all I had made all the meals when I lived with Mom and Ralph. I corrected my statement with more certainty in my voice. “Yes, I can do it!” ”Alright, so first quick tour of the kitchen. Then the pizza station and how the order system works back here. Then the fun… the dough and the pizza!” He gleamed at me. He showed me where everything I would need was. Explained the ovens to me, and then took me to the pizza station. We had 7 pizzas on the screen to be made which seemed like a lot to me. Buck didn’t seem bothered by it. He took his time as he explained the system and how to read it and then update the order status from preparing to cooking to boxing. Then we moved to the table where he handed me a dough ball. He again got behind me his arms around me guiding me how to work the dough. How to manipulate it into the shape and size we wanted. His body warming my back. His grip firm but not to the point it hurt. He used his hips to move me the way needed to get the dough worked out. The whole time I swore I felt a long hard shaft laying against my but. The thought and Bucks close proximity made me hard as a rock. I was thankful I had wore my tighter boxer briefs to work. It was keeping my raging hard on relatively hidden. Buck moved from behind me and then picked up the ladle in the pizza sauce. He showed me how to dip it and spread it on the pizza. Next was the toppings, which Buck did deftly not even bothering to look at the screen or the chart on the wall in front of the table that listed all the ingredients for each pizza along with the amounts that should go on them. He took me to the ovens, the pizza on the peel, and showed me how to put it into the oven and the peel out without messing up the pizza. He also explained the system we used to rotate where the pizzas went in the oven so the cooking stone didn’t get too cold from over use. We went back to the pizza station and Buck had me up date the system. When I changed it to cooking a timer popped up. Buck explained that helped new people know when the pizza should be done and to go check it. He then gave me another ball of dough and told me to roll it out. In the time it took me to roll out the one pizza Buck had had 2 rolled out, covered with toppings, and ready to go to the oven. I took one and he took the other. I got mine in the over without any major issue which was astounding to me. We went back and I updated the order in the system. I stretched a few more pizza getting better and quicker with each. That’s when Buck decided it was time I took some of the orders, which were up to 10 pizzas now. Buck didn’t seem fazed by the increasing volume. We worked side by side on the line making pizzas as the orders started to roll in. A little before 1 Ant came in and started to help. He took over the removing the pizzas from the ovens and the boxing and cutting. Trevor seemed to be having no problems running the front on his own. As we worked side by side in a station meant for one we were constantly in each other’s space. Brushing arms, Buck sliding behind me, his crotch barely touching my ass, his hand on the small of my back as he’d move me out of the way when he needed to. A few times one of his hands landed on one of my cheeks, missing his aim for my back, but he’d still just gently move me aside. Needless to say I was bricked up the whole time!! Even though I grew faster and more confident as we worked, it seemed for every one pizza I did Buck had to do of done 3 or 4. He was a pizza making machine. He only briefly looked at the orders, never looked at the make chart on the wall, knew when a pizza should come out of the oven without looking at the system’s timer, and could tell by a glance from across the room if a pizza was done when I’d go to check. He really was at home in the kitchen. When we really started to get busy, Buck had me move to just stretching dough on the peels for him so it be ready when he moved from pizza to pizza. He’d make slight adjustments as he took each fresh peel then bang out a the pizza. He kept me in the back through the entire lunch rush. It was nothing like yesterday but it was pretty busy. Even with me fumbling as his assistant he didn’t burn a single pizza, mess up a single order, or get behind on any of the pizzas pick up times. As it slowed down around 2:00 he told me to make the shop pizza for everyone one. I made a large meat lovers pizza, which was Trev’s favorite. He sent me on break and when I got back at 2:45 he had me work the line by myself. Buck ran the bank deposit while Ant covered the front so Trevor could have his break. Trev spent his break sitting on a stood by the spare pizza station talking to me as I worked. It was slow by our standards but I managed to just be keep up with the orders. But I was keeping up and wasn’t making many mistakes and none that were unfixable. I was making my times. When Trev came off break he took over the pizza station. He gave me a fist bump and told me I rocked it. While I think he was being generous I felt proud I was able to keep up and it felt good to continue to learn and grow in the shop. I removed my apron and hung it back up. I washed my hands before going back up front. Ant was working up front which was empty at the moment. He greeted me and also complimented me on a good job. I turned around to bend over to get something from under the shelf and Ant broke out in laughter. “What?? What is it?” I asked wonder what had sent my boss off making him laugh like a hyena. “You have Daddy Scorpion hand prints all over your ass!!” He managed to get out between laughs. I tried to look around and see my but but I the angel wasn’t doing it. Buck walked in the shop’s front door to see me going in a circle chasing my imaginary tail, Ant doubled over with laughter and wheezing, and Trev standing at the corner of the warming shelves chuckling at us both. ”What in the world is going on in here?” Buck asked bewildered but amused. “Looks like you marked Jac’s ass with your flour hand prints there Daddy Scorpion.” Trev said being no help to the situation. Ant continued to laugh his butt off. ”Well that happens when you work in close quarters. Meet me by the cut station Jacob. You two get back to work.” Buck meet me a minutes later and turned me around to inspect my butt. He whistled when he saw my backside. “Yea it does seem like I got you good.” He said with a click of his teeth. He dampened a towel, turned be away from him and squatted down behind me. He proceeded to use the towel to get most of the flour off my butt and lower back. I pretty sure he squeezed my cheeks more than necessary but I wasn’t going to complain. When he stood up I saw his dick bulging down his right leg. He didn’t seem to even acknowledge it so I decided that I wouldn’t either, at least for now. He sent be up front again. At 4:30 Lane and Kenny arrived for their shift. Ant sent Trevor and me home around 5:00 after giving us our tips from yesterday and today. We offered to stay in case the dinner rush got busy but Ant wouldn’t hear of it after our long day yesterday and early morning today. He even managed to get Buck to agree (begrudgingly) to go home. We parted with Trevor in the parking. Buck and I climbed into the truck. Buck started it up and started out of the parking lot. As we drove I reflected on my time since I started working for Scorpion Pizza a little over a month ago. I was making good money, had got my own apartment, made a good group of very close friends that were more like family, and loved working for Ant and Buck. I also recently come to suspect Buck might be interested in me outside the bios/employee dynamic. Today with his roaming hands, his stiff dick against my ass, his blatant bulge after he cleaned the flour off my ass all confirmed my suspicions. Now I just needed to figure out how to make a move. —————————— No sex in this chapter but I pretty sure we all have an idea of what’s going to happen next so I wanted to take time to really set that up. Plus I didn’t want to let the chapter go on too long. I will get the next chapter up soon, I don’t want to leave you all hanging. 😈 As usual thank you all for the reactions, kind comments, suggestions, and private messages. I do love talking with you all. I have a list of the other 5 pozzing stories I have written on here. If you are interested just message me. Thanks again!

(continued) Staring down at the light tan used hole, cum slowing dipping out and down onto the floor, I knelt down and began to lick it up, swirling it around the sides of his beautifully puckered hole. Turning my head, my uncles massive man cock looked me right in the mouth and I began to clean off his tool. He place his hands on my head as my tongue washed the cum stained shaft and licked the tip of his cock to draw out every ounce of cum. Watching me clean the alpha male cock, the young alpha hoisted himself out of the sling and stood next to me uncle, arms wrapped around their back, as the wrestler motioned for me be clean the cum of his cock and light treasure trail. I moved to the second helping of man meat, devoured that studs cock and them licked my way up his chest as the two alphas gorged on each others face. Spent, I returned upstairs to the living room, leaving the two of them alone. An hour later they appeared before me, exhausted. We had some more whiskey, and then the young stud put his cloths on and left – no words spoken, just a turn and nod. He had completed another alpha round. Clearly he was an exceptional fuck. A few days past and I received a call from my uncle telling me he wanted to introduce me to a few of his friends. Also in their early thirties, I was very interested. He said he had showed them the video from the dungeon and they were interested in meeting me. My dick began to harden as we talked. How many of them? What was the plan? All I could think about was more raw cock. I was moving into a lane which could lead to some pretty dark places. I began to leak precum thinking about the possibilities.

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Back then, RR was the very best breedbar around. You may recall the "patio bar", which is actually outside, covered by tarps in the event of rain. Back when you remember it, after around 10pm it was so full of guys fucking each other you couldn't walk through that area. Guys would have to wait for a guy to leave and try to grab that spot. If you had to take a piss, god help you if there wasn't a piss-guy within reach. The later at night it was, the more crammed full of guys it got. There was (still is, for that matter) also a pool table adjacent to the main bar in front, which was covered at night with a sheet of plywood, Bottoms would line up - shoulder to shoulder - all around the pool table, with the Tops crammed in behind them, also all around the pool table. I remember one night, a rather "heavy-set" guy trying to squeeze himself into the area around the table, and being rather rudely told he would displace too many slimmer Tops busy fucking holds. Then, after closing (when guys had to leave RR), they'd go behind a used furniture store on the corner, and keep going all night long. At the time, I had a dog, and we'd have our morning walk fairly early - and sometimes there were still a decent number of guys fucking each other. Of course, that corner was on our (the dog and I) morning "walk" route, and occasionally a guy would "fall in" next to me, following me home, if I wanted. Generally, I've never been much of a "morning man", but .... occasionally .... well, you get the scenario. Those days are long gone now, but I'm glad I got to experience it. My barber insists that currently, there's a commercial building across the street from RR where guys go behind the building and breed, but there are tall metal fences in front of every building over there, and they only open during regular business hours. Tangentially though, I do find evidence of filthy goings-on in my front yard occasionally. I have those thick, double-paned windows, so the only way I'd hear anything is if I left them open ... which I don't; the A/C is costly enough to run. Those days are long gone now, but I'm happy I got to experience it.