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[Moderator's Note: This story was edited so it uses the words HIV and AIDS correctly.] Note: This story is FICTION. It DID NOT HAPPEN. Enjoy ************************************************************************************************************************************ "I want to give you my HIV, now." The email was from, AIDSGftr, a new guy on BBRT. He had appeared just a couple of weeks earlier, and I noticed geo locator showed him to be just 300 feet from my place. I'd never emailed him, but thought he was hot: he was obviously sick, wasted, an AIDS belly, a few Kaposi's lesions. Looking at his pics made my asshole ache for his deadly cum. His profile said he had never been on meds, was recently diagnosed with AIDS and he got off on infecting neg bottoms. I was still neg, even after taking several loads I knew were high viral load, and, of course, having taken numerous anonymous loads. This guy looked to be my chance to take an AIDS load, to get the infection I craved. I knew there was a 1 in 70 chance of infection with each fuck from a regular high viral load poz top, and I wondered if taking a load from a guy who had been diagnosed as actually having AIDS would mean certain infection. I hammered out a reply and hit send. "Yes. Where?" "The big apartment building half a block east of you. Ground floor, corner unit, will be waiting in patio. Hurry." "On the way. Five minutes." I pulled on a coat and shoes, grabbed my keys and was out the door in less than a minute, cock rigid, oozing and about to blow. Was I really, at long last, about to take an AIDS load? It was 206 steps from my door to his patio. I made it in three minutes. He was waiting in the open door to his place, naked, hard cock jutting out, sipping on a beer. I walked up to him, he turned stepped aside and motioned me in. I stood looking as he smiled at me and stroked his cock. It was beautiful, long, thick, hard, perfectly formed - the perfect weapon to fill me with death cum and infect me with AIDS. He pointed at the back of a couch and set the beer down. "Bend over, pants down. You still neg?" I nodded and obeyed, my heart about to explode, and reached back to spread my cheeks. He looked disgusting, obviously very sick, but I needed his disease bad. To my shame I whimpered as I felt his cock smear precum on my hole. I getting HIV virus in me! "You want my HIV, my disease, you want that?" "Yes, god, yes, give it to me, give me your HIV!" "Oh, yeah bitch, gonna give it to you, gonna pump a load of my death cum in your guts, right now. I've infected three men that I know off, you'll be number four. You want that? You want my HIV?" "Yes, fuck yes. Please, give it to me, infect me now. Please infect me, give your HIV!" "Okey dokey, one more infected bugchaser, coming right up." He grunted and shoved hard, I squealed as his diseased cock slammed deep into my ass and he pumped away frantically. Four pumps and he shoved in hard and grunted into my ear "Fuck, bitch, fuck! Pozzing you, bitch, cumming in your ass, bitch, knocking you up, infecting you good! You gonna be one HIV infected dick sucker!" A warm flood filled my guts as he ejaculated. I convulsed with the hardest orgasm of my life. He humped into me spasmodically, gasping as he pumped his HIV-laden cum into my ass. My cock kept jerking and squirting and I wondered if I had been infected. Had he ripped me open when he shoved in without lube? I could feel my ass burning. Was I bleeding? If I was, his virus had a direct route into my bloodstream. Was this the time? Would I convert? I hoped so. We slid to the floor and lay flat, breathing hard. I wiped my ass with my hand and sniffed, then licked. Cum and ass juice, no red streaks. Was there a slight coppery taste? If I was bleeding there was no way he hadn't infected me. I bent over his crotch and swallowed his still hard cock. More cum, some ass juice. No taste of blood. He was ready very quickly. He flipped me over and spread my legs, dove in and licked and sucked my ass. I moaned as his tongue wormed up my newly pozzed hole, knowing he was about to mount me and pump another load of death deep in my guts. As he mounted me again, I groaned with pleasure, and this time he slid in with no trace of burn. My neg ass was well lubed by his poison cum. He pumped me slowly, pulling out and plunging in repeatedly, stroking deeply, not quite long enough to bump my sphincter but plenty thick enough to feel incredible. I moaned and fucked him back, eager for infection. "Fuck my neg ass, yeah, fuck, infect my neg ass, yeah, give me your HIV, infect me good. Do it, fuck me, pump me full of death cum! Give me HIV!" He slammed in hard, humping me deep and moaned "Fuck yeah, bitch, gonna poz you good you bugchasing bitch, gonna infect you good! Mmm, yeah, fuck yeah, bitch, gonna fuck you full of my HIV juice!" He slammed in hard and fast and held it deep. His cock pulsed and hot semen squirted into my guts. More toxic cum, more HIV pumped deep into me. "Fuck, bitch, yeah, you're getting it now, giving you my bug, bitch, giving you my HIV, bitch, you're one infected faggot now, giving you my HIV!" I lay back breathing hard, my asshole pleasantly sore, feeling his toxic semen ooze out of me. No more doubts. I wanted more. I wanted him to infect with HIV. I leaned over and swallowed his cock again, savoring the taste of semen and ass juice. Two poz loads in my guts - so far. I hoped he was up for more. Would I be infected with HIV before I left? He moaned and pushed me off his cock. I lay back and smiled, feeling his cum run out of my ass. Had he already infected me, or was that wishful thinking? "Damn, that was good, you're a hot piece of ass. I never fucked a man who begged for my death cum like you. That was hot, knowing you want to get infected from that fuck." "I do, I wanted poz cum in my butt, I want HIV in me, as much as I can get." "Well, you got some. I've been full blown for a while. My doctor warned me that if I had unprotected sex with a guy, I would likely infect him. Hope you're really okay with that." I was. There was no question what I wanted. "Yes, I am. I want your bug, I want you to infect me with HIV." "That's good, I'm gonna give it to you. You up for another fuck?" "Hell, yes! Let's make sure you infect me. Plus, that big dick of yours feels incredible in my ass." "Give me a minute, I'll breed you again. Mmm, do me a favor?" "Sure." "Don't fuck anybody but me until you test poz?" "Sure thing, as long as you keep pumping my guts full of your HIV, I'm your bitch. Anytime you want my ass, you got it." He fucked me twice more that night. I finally waddled home about 4:00 AM, my asshole raw, bleeding and leaking semen. In the next two weeks he screwed me at least once a day. My ass stayed raw, my shorts spotted with blood until I came down with the flu. When I was able he gave me a ride to the clinic. I was poz. Another dicksucker successfully infected with HIV.

Holy fucking shit! That story made me shoot my load in record time! Fucking hot!!

3. Mark withdrew his cock slowly from my gaping hole, which released his thick cock head with a soft squelsh. He came around to my head and place his cock against my lips. “ Suck my cock clean boy, get all the cum as ass juice off of me.” I opened my mouth wide and slurped happily on his magnificent cock, tasting a strange mixture of cum, sweat, and something I had not tasted before that I could only assume was my ass as I sucked him clean. Once his cock was again glistening with spit, clean of ass juice and cum, he pulled it from my mouth squatting down to kiss me briefly. He looked into my eyes and smiled remarking "You are doing so well boy. I love how you’re hole opens so well for me. I’m gonna stretch you wide, slide some toys inside your hole and then once you’re gaping wide I’m gonna work my fist inside of you. You want me to open you up for my fist, boy?” Four hours ago the answer would have been an emphatic no, but with three loads in my ass and the taste of cum in my mouth, the answer was an emphatic yes. “Good.” He bent forward, his cock against my lips again, leaning over my body three fingers prodding at my open hole, easily sliding first three, then four fingers inside, working them around and twisting them back and forth. I opened my mouth to accommodate his cock, first the head working deep into my throat, brushing against my tonsils, making me briefly gag, but resolved when I swallowed and his cock slid more deeply into my throat. As I swallowed his still rigid cock he started to work fingers from his other hand into my hole, pulling my ring open laterally as he did so. As his fourth finger from his other hand worked inside of me I let out a long low groan around his cock, my eyes rolling into the back of my head. I could feel cool air from the room around me brushing against my insides as he held me open, exposing my tender pink guts to the world for the first time. Suddenly his fingers were gone, then his cock was pulled from the back of my throat, and he was walking away. I strained against the restraints trying to see where he had gone but I couldn’t see him with my limited mobility. I felt pressure on my hole a few moments later, something wide and cold, was being pressed against my stretched out sphincter. Something even wider then Mark’s cock or fingers was pushing into my hole stretching me even further. I moaned. With a slight pop my hole gave way and whatever it was suddenly was inside of me sliding slowly deeper. The cum inside of me mixed with the cold lube that Mark had put on whatever he was forcing into me. “I wanna be able to watch you, please. I wanna see you stretch me out and get me ready for your fist,” I begged, panting over my shoulder. “Yeah?” “Yes please. I wanna see my hole wrapped around your cock, your fingers, your hands…” “This big black dildo…” he added, shaking the massive object in my ass. “Yes!” “All right boy. I’ll move you over to the sling.” Withdrawing the dildo from my ass and then unstrapping me from the fuck bench, his large powerful arms wrapped around my midsection then and pulled me up holding me tight to the chest, carrying me to the sling, flipping me onto my back and tossing me into position. Then, fastening my hands and legs to the straps of the sling, he kissed me once more before, with a smile, he presented a long thick black dildo for my inspection. The dildo was certainly as long as his cock, but was almost one and a half times as thick. The dildo ended with two big black balls and a suction cup at the bottom. Mark smeared some more lube on it from a bowel that stood on a little table he had moved over and then returned to working it into my ass. I watched transfixed as my hole resisted for a moment and then blossomed around the toy opening wide to accommodate the dildo’s impressive girth. Slowly he started to fuck me with the toy, the flared shaft working deeper and deeper inside. I was groaning madly as the ten-inch length was worked into me. It was almost impossible to believe, and honestly if I hadn’t been able to see it happening in the mirrored ceiling I wouldn’t have believed it myself. Cum bubbled up around the invading dildo as the maddening girth pushed the cum from my hole. Once Mark had bottomed the dildo out in me he started to fuck me in earnest with the dildo pounding my guts just like he had done with his cock. Ten minutes later he pulled the dildo from my hole and kissed me, telling me I was doing a good job. For a few minutes his fingers returned to my hole, four fingers from both hands pressing into me, spreading wide and pulling my hole more and more open. I could see my bright red guts being exposed as Mark tried to move his hands apart inside of me. He pulled his right hand out, adding more lube to his hand and then after sliding his four fingers inside started trying to add his thumb. He formed his fingers into a spear shape and started to press against my still resistant hole. He twisted his hand back and forth applying pressure and then slackening off before pushing back with even more force. It felt like I would be torn in two but I was determined to take anything Mark wanted inside of me. I wanted to learn how to be a bottom. Mark stopped trying to push his hand into me and grinning madly went over to the shelves of dildos picking up a big fat red bulbous dildo, not quite cock shaped but more like a tuber with a very wide base. I stared in amazement and more then a little fear at the broad flat head of the toy, wondering how I was going to be able to take it. Mark lubed up the toy and once again started to press it against my hole. As had happened earlier, I experienced a long moment where I felt sure that the massive toy would never enter my hole. Just as before, however, my hole suddenly lost the battle and my sphincter relaxed around the astounding girth of the toy. My ass seemed to suck the toy in, its narrowing shaft sliding deep inside of me. I was panting, my breath coming in sudden ragged bursts, my heart thundered wildly. “God, your hole is so amazing boy. I’ve never seen someone take to being stretched so quickly.” He gripped the base of the dildo tightly and pulled it slowly from my hole. My ass lips clung to the shaft, being pulled out with the toy, the hair around my ring stuck to the slick lubed shaft. I couldn’t believe how hot it looked, precum was oozing from my cock madly forming a puddle between my taught abs. Mark pulled the toy quickly from my hole leaving my sphincter gaping open my guts clearly visible as they spilled out of my over worked ass. As soon as my hole started trying to wink itself closed a moment later Mark forced the bulbous toy back inside stretching me around its shaft much quicker then the firs time. Again he pulled the toy quickly from my hole causing it to gape and then after a moment try to close. This process of forcing the toy inside of me and then tearing it from my greedy hole was repeated over and over again, my hole staying open slightly long each time. After seven or eight more poundings with the toy my hole simply hung open after it was removed, my swollen ass lips forming a loose circle around my red guts. Mark grinned and set the toy down. “Your wrecked hole is so beautiful boy. Think you’re ready for my fist?” “Yes!” I watched my puffy ass lips lazily try to close as Mark lubed up his hands again. This time he didn’t bother starting with four fingers but quickly started to press his spear shaped fingers into my hole, twisting his hand back and forth trying to find the perfect angle to slide into me. It took several minutes for him to find it but when he did my ass quickly swallowed his hand whole. I gasped, my eyes never leaving the reflected image of Mark’s powerful thick wrist lodged inside my ass. His hand had completely disappeared from view but I could feel his fingers moving around inside of me. He pressed his hand deeper inside of me and then started to pull back. Once my hole had become use to his thick wrist he started to pull his hand almost completely out of my hole and then stuff it back in. He was fucking me with his hand, alternating between penetrating me with his right and then left. I had fallen silent by the time he started punch fucking my hole, slamming his clenched fist into my ruined ass. Some instinct told me to push my guts out like I was taking a shit and I watched in wonder as my ass blossomed around his hand my guts forming a rosebud inside my swollen ass cheeks. He must have fisted me for almost half an hour, my hole was slack, as if it would never be tight again from all the abuse. I groaned as his hand slipped from my hole, my sphincter gaping wide unable to close after being stretched wide around his cock, fist, and the various toys he had used on me for so long. As his fingers left my hole I felt empty, my slightly twitching rosebud desperately needed to be filled. I longed to feel my hole being stretched even wider. He pressed a lubed up butt plug into my wrecked hole, The astounding girth of the butt plug pushed my hole just that little bit wider before popping inside me a locking deep in my spacious guts. “How you doing boy? Your hole feel good stretched around that plug?” “I never knew that anything could feel this good.” “Bet you never thought a plug with a ten inch circumference would side so easily into that hot sloppy hole.” “Ten inches,” I repeated in complete surprise. “That’s right boy. Your hole will never be tight again. You’ll always have an open sloppy cunt. By the time I send you back to the frat house your hole will be so wrecked that you’ll always be ready to take any cock at any time.” “Fuck me again,” I begged, trying to shake my plugged ass in the sling, “I wanna feel your cock in me again. I want you to breed me again.” “Don’t worry, boy. You’ll get plenty more loads from me tonight. And, if you like, a few from my friends.” “Really?” “If you want. I’ll make sure you get filled with all the warm, sweet POZ cum you can handle boy.” “POZ!” The word shot through me like an arrow. My hear pounded, this time from fear. “Don’t worry boy, I’ve set you free. How much do you love getting fucked and taking loads? How much did you love letting me destroy your ass. Well now you can take any load you want without fear. You’re free to be the loose cunted cumdump I’m teaching you to be.” He pulled the plug slowly from my ass, stretching my hole around its massive girth again. As soon as it slid out in his hand he slid his cock back into my hole. Even though my hole was completely sloppy and wrecked I could still feel his perfect cock slide into my guts. “You still want another load of my POZ cum in your guts boy now that you know the truth?” I thought for a long moment and then looking him dead in the eye uttered a brief sentence that would complete my change from frat boy to cumdump, that would make me a permanent cumdump. “Yes, breed me.” THE END

PART 1 My name’s Sloan. I’m 35, white, hairy, and hung. My dick is a fat, veiny hole-wrecker, and I love to show it off in public. I keep my body in the best shape possible—rock-hard six-pack, muscular chest, beefy legs. I’m really good at luring younger guys into giving up their holes. There’s something about my look, about my square jaw and intense brown eyes and high-and-tight crew cut. Something that makes me look trustworthy, wholesome. The good guy. The older brother. The mentor. But see, I’m not the good guy. In fact, I’m one evil motherfucker. My favorite hobby is seducing, chemming, and corrupting college dudes, pushing their limits, taking their fantasies to the dark side, and pozzing their sweet smooth hungry holes—pounding them raw and leaving them dripping with multiple loads of unmedicated virus. And the funny thing is this: no matter how much they protest at one time or another, no matter how much they claim that they don’t want to be barebacked and gang-bred and pimped out, they always end up hungry and begging for more of that sweet seed deep in their guts. So yeah: I guess you could say that I’ve pozzed a lot of boys, destroyed a lot of unsuspecting holes, initiated a lot of slampigs. But last weekend—well, last weekend was the hottest transformation I’ve seen yet. My favorite place to hunt for victims is about a block away from a bathhouse here in Berkeley. I watch for a certain kind of guy: 18 or 19, an undergrad just getting his first taste of freedom away from the parents, well-built, preppy. He might walk hesitantly toward the entrance, then stop to reconsider, then start walking back to his car, then decide to go into the bathhouse after all. That’s when I intercept him. I emerge from the shadows to strike up a conversation—and with any luck, change his life forever. Last weekend, I was in my usual spot. It was a warm August night, and I was wearing a pair of mesh gym shorts with no underwear, a tight wife beater to show off my hairy chest, and a ballcap. I’d taken a dick pill about 30 minutes earlier, so my cock was forming a huge tent in my shorts as I anticipated my next conquest. That’s when the boy got out of his car. He looked both ways down the street—a little lost, I guess—then spotted the bathhouse entrance. Clearly a first-timer, I thought. As he walked closer to me, I began to make out his features: short dark-brown hair, a handsomely boyish face with a nice strong jawline, a fucking adorable nose, and a pair of big, dark, expressive eyes that revealed both his anxiety and his excitement. He was in a pair of khaki shorts and a tight black tank top, so I got a pretty good look at his sweet little jock body, his muscular calves, and his deeply tanned, sinewy arms that showed evidence of some serious time at the gym. He stopped in the middle of the street. He wavered. He almost turned around and went back to his car. But he kept walking toward the entrance—and that’s when I spoke up. “Hey, buddy,” I said, stepping onto the sidewalk, my dick still at attention. That startled him. But as he squinted to look at me in the semi-darkness, his fear turned to relief. I was obviously the kind of guy he was hoping to find here. His eyes widened as they traveled the length of my body, from my face to my torso to the outline of my cock. “Hey there,” he answered in a surprisingly deep voice. “Whatcha doin’?” I looked down at my dick. “Oh, just hanging,” I said with an evil grin, giving my cock a giant twitch. He almost gasped to see it jump like that -- and then he couldn’t stop staring. I stepped back into the shadows and beckoned him to follow me. He obeyed as if in a trance, his whole body shivering as he approached. “What’s your name, buddy?” “Conrad,” he said, but he didn’t look at me. He was still staring at my dick. I made it twitch again, and this time he almost laughed in total fascination. “I’m Sloan,” I said. “How old are you, Conrad?” “I just turned 18 last week,” he replied. “I’m starting at Berkeley this fall. Most people in my class are about a year older—I skipped a grade.” “18 is a good age,” I managed to say, my mind suddenly filled with images of chemming and pozzing this perfect 18-year-old boy. My cock grew harder, and I took a tiny step closer to him. “By the way, Conrad, it’s OK to look at my dick. Really. This cock likes attention. In fact, you can even touch it if you want.” He gave me a funny look, as if he hadn’t heard me correctly. I smiled back, gripping my dick in my hand, then released it by slapping it against my thigh. Another gasp from Conrad. After a moment of hesitation, he reached down to touch the outline of my dick, his hands visibly shaking as he grabbed a handful of mesh and cock. After a moment or two of running his hand along the length of my poz shaft, he looked up at me with a dazed kind of desire. “No, no, Conrad,” I said, shaking my head. “That’s not what I meant.” I took his hand in one of my hands. With my other hand, I pulled the elastic of my shorts away from my waistline. Then I slowly guided him down my treasure trail until he could feel the touch and girth and weight of my cock. It was throbbing with heat, its surface slightly sticky from the steady stream of precum dripping from my mushroom head—as if my poz dick were drooling at the thought of devouring this beautiful, trusting boy. He grabbed onto the dick that would break him in half and poz him deep—and his eyes fluttered in total bliss. I laughed and said: “You like that dick, huh?” He nodded eagerly. I placed my hand on the small of his back and drew him closer to me. He smelled like all good 18-year-old boys should: a combination of cheap cologne, sweat, and chewing gum. I imagined what his crotch might smell like, all musky with dried cum and piss and hormones. As our faces hovered just a few inches apart, I reached my hand down the back of his shorts to feel a perfectly round jockbutt. He trembled again. I whispered in his ear: “Are you looking for a big bro tonight?” He nodded, and I drew him closer, letting him feel the heat radiating off my body. He sighed in contentment as he nuzzled my furry chest. Then I whispered in his ear again: “Do you want your big bro to fuck you, Conrad?” “Yes, please,” he said, lifting up his head to look me directly in the eyes. I smiled and mussed his hair. “Oh, poor lil’ bro,” I said. “Didn’t anybody ever fuck you before?” He nodded and shrugged. “Yeah,” he said. “Two different guys. But they were my age, and didn’t really know what they were doing. I was kinda hoping that I’d find somebody here at the bathhouse who could—um—” “Break you in?” He buried his face in my chest again, mumbling “yes,” and I ran my hands gently up and down his spine, feeling the strength of his back muscles, imagining what he would look like on all fours, back arched, ass in the air, begging for loads. My hands returned to massaging his beefy little jockbutt, and he let out a deep, shaky moan. “I would be so honored to break you in, little bro. I want to show you how a man should fuck a boy, and how a boy should surrender his hole to a man. Would you like that?” “Yes,” he said again. His arms wrapped a little tighter around my torso, and I gently pushed my cock against his body. My throbbing poz shaft thrummed next to the firm muscles of his stomach. He exhaled a long, slow breath, as if melting into me. And at that moment, I smiled to myself and thought: This boy is fucking mine. I pointed down the street. “I live about two blocks that way,” I said. “Wanna come back to my place, maybe smoke some pot, fool around a little? We can go to the bathhouse later, if you decide you’re ready for it.” “Sure,” he said, giving me the cutest fucking grin. And right at that moment, seeing his innocence and sweetness and eagerness to please, my dick twitched even harder than before, and the head of my cock released a small geyser of toxic precum. With any luck, I thought to myself, I’ll get to see that same giant grin on his face in just a few hours—right about the time he’s spreading his slammed-up jockboy hole to get pounded and knocked up by poz cock. I pointed him in the direction of my house. He walked about a half-step ahead of me, his sweet bubble butt bouncing beneath those gym shorts as my cock followed just a few inches behind. The poor kid didn’t know it yet, but he was as good as poz. I knew exactly what to do. Everything was prepared for my victim’s arrival. And within the next hour, I planned to be blasting my potent strain deep inside this sweet 18-year-old fagboy’s chemmed-up cumhole. MORE SOON…

The Freshman 10 – My watch said 10:45 p.m. and that was about all I could see except for the granite counter top on the island in Mr. Durant’s kitchen as he slid his long, raw, black dick, up my ass. Just six hours ago I was running late for my last class, on the last day of my first week at the University of Maryland (UMD), in College Park, Maryland. While the school was not quite as far away from my family down on the Eastern Shore as I might have wanted, the Robert H. Smith School of Business at UMD was one of the best, so I promised mom and dad I would ‘come home often’ – yeah right – and they agreed to pay for school. Breathlessly I opened the door to the class, heard the professor’s booming voice, and slunk into an empty seat in the back row where I was greeted with a warm smile and the most amazing eyes by the guy sitting beside me. I could barely focus on what the professor was saying as I kept glancing at my classmate, his light brown skin, his strong jaw line, the way he sat a little forward in his seat paying attention while lightly tapping his pencil on his notebook. Flashes of our naked bodies pressed together crowded my mind, my dick strained against my jeans, and I missed most of what the professor said. Class ended, and as I was gathering up my things to leave my new classmate held out his hand, smiled and said, “Hi, I’m Kevin, Kevin Durant.” I blinked real fast, realized I was taking too long to reply, grabbed his hand and shook it too vigorously as I said all flustered, “Hi, nice to meet you,” and then I dropped my cell phone. “Fuck,” I said as I shook my head, slammed my books down and almost bumped into Kevin’s head as we both went to bend down to grab the phone. Kevin laughed, he got there first, handed my phone back to me and said, “I think it’s OK. Hey, if you’re done for the day I’m happy to share my notes with you on what you missed. I live close by so we can go by my place or just hang out on campus, whatever you prefer.” I almost dropped my phone again but managed to say, “Your place would be GREAT – um, that’s cool, yeah.” Oh God. I sounded like a complete idiot. Kevin said we would take his car, which was good as I was not sure I could find mine without poring over my map and looking stupid, and as we walked we made small talk, realized we were both in the same business program and had almost all of our classes together. Unlike my hand-me-down Volvo, Kevin had a tricked out and brand new Cadillac ELR sports coupe with a red paint job that made it simmer. We hopped in, Kevin banged on the steering wheel a couple of times and smiled with pride, “Just love that new car smell. Had to work fucking hard for this. My dad bought it for me, but he’s a fucking task master like you wouldn’t believe.” As the car revved up and we took off, I eased back in the high-grain leather seats and did not know I would soon come to find that out for myself. A short drive later we pulled up to a nice size house that had a few other cars in the driveway and only then did I think Kevin may still live with his parents. I had just assumed he was in a student house like me. Kevin led me around back, through a side door, and into a large apartment in the lower level. “Go on, make yourself comfortable, I got to piss,” Kevin said. I set my stuff down and wandered around his living room looking at pictures on the wall, then to his bookshelves and noted he liked to read sci-fi, which I did too. I then started thumbing through his DVD collection and about shit myself when I came across an entire shelf of porn – not just any porn – gay porn! My hands shook as I pulled one out. Damn! My parents would have skinned me alive if I had anything like that at my house – Jesus! Kevin came back out and saw what I was looking at before I could put it back on the shelf. He smiled, “Oh man, that is like my favorite one! You seen it before? Wait, what about this one? Seen that one?” I could only shake my head and hope Kevin did not notice the bulge in my pants. We sat down at the table, Kevin grabbed a couple sodas, and we started to review the info I had missed. Shit, this class was going to be intense, but Kevin said we could study together and that made me feel better. Once we finished, Kevin stood up, “Come on upstairs. I’ll introduce you to my old man. He works from home, has a technology consulting firm, pretty cool shit.” Kevin bounded up the stairs and I raced to keep up. The house was pretty impressive, but nothing like his dad. Kevin’s father was standing by a window looking out at his back lawn while speaking to someone on his blue tooth phone headset. His dress shirt was cut tight and I could see thick, hard nipples on his firm chest. The dress pants he wore showed the muscular curves of his ass and when he turned, I paused as I took in the long curve of his dick running down his right leg. He was a much bigger version of Kevin, taller, thicker, his skin several shades darker. His hair was cut tight, his face clean, and the gold rings and watch attested to his success. Kevin quietly started to point to various awards and things on the wall as he father finished his call and when he was done, he pulled the blue tooth out of his ear, walked over, gave Kevin a big hug then about broke my hand as he grabbed it, shook it hard and said, “You’re a friend of Kevin’s? Nice to meet you, nice to meet you. Come on in, take seat, so what are you boys up to?” I followed Kevin’s lead, sat down, and listened as Kevin reported to his dad all he had been up in the past 24-hours. His dad asked me a few questions about where I was from, my family, and then made his apologies as he had to take another call. On the way back to Kevin’s apartment downstairs we stopped and he pointed to several pictures on the wall. “That’s my mom,” he said in a voice laced with sadness. “She passed away a few years ago, so it’s just my dad and I now.” One last stop at a restaurant size fridge and Kevin asked, “Want some beer?” I was not 21 yet but said, “Yeah, OK, sure.” We got back downstairs, Kevin opened the bottles, we sat down on the couch, he then got up, pulled out the DVDs, found the porn I had looked at earlier and before I could say a word popped it in and started it up. He smiled, “You’ll love this! Oh wait, I never asked, sorry man, do you like guys even or girls or what?” Kevin was so open, calm, and relaxed about his sexuality and the fact that he did not act like the stereotype of a gay person that I had been raised with made it all the more disarming. I flushed a bit, looked away, then said, “I like guys I guess – I mean I like girls – but I like guys in that way – like that – but I’ve not had a lot of...” Kevin set his hand on my leg, squeezed it reassuringly, and said, “Really man? I guess I forget how lucky I have been. My mom and dad were supportive from the moment they knew when I was about 13. They knew before I did really, but they waited for me to catch up and when I did, they were there with love and support. Your parents don’t know?” I laughed nervously, “Fuck no! My mother would think I’ve been possessed by some evil creature and my father would then try to beat it out of me. No.” Kevin squeezed my thigh again, then surprised me as he leaned over, kissed my cheek, smiled and said, “Well then its good we met up right? No pressure here dude, but I have to admit I think you’re cute as fuck and going over the class notes was not the only reason I wanted to hang out.” Kevin then set his beer bottle on the coffee table, took mine out of my hand and set it on the table as well, leaned in and this time when he kissed me it was on the lips and I kissed him back. I leaned back on the couch as Kevin half laid on me, half on the couch, our hands exploring, our lips caressing. I paused and pushed at him a little, “What about your dad?” I asked. “He’s right upstairs!” Kevin chuckled, “Don’t worry. He’s cool. He won’t bother us. Anyways, he’s busy working.” A few more minutes of making out and I couldn’t take it anymore and finally reached down and grabbed Kevin’s hard bulge. He had been pressing it against my body and I ached to feel him and wanted to let him know. Kevin moaned, broke our kiss, stood up, pulled his shirt off, then did a slow-strip tease as he undid his pants, turned around, slowly pulled his shorts down, stepped out of clothes, then turned back so I could see him naked. Wow – fucking wow! That’s all I could think. His dick was rock hard, about 7 ½ inches long with a slight up curve on it. I sat up, leaned forward, and let him slide his hot dick in my mouth. I slowly worked my tongue around the head, up and down the shaft, then started to move my head back and forth trying to suck it like I had been taught by the one guy I had fucked around with back home. Kevin seemed to enjoy it and soon he held onto my shoulders, encouraging me to keep sucking, and I was lost in the feel of him in my mouth when suddenly he tensed and a river of cum started to flow from his dick. I gagged, tried to pull away, but Kevin held my head and said, “No, swallow, please, that feels so fucking good, please swallow it.” So I did, all the while realizing how much I loved the taste, and at the same time felt scared as I knew it was not a safe thing to do. Once Kevin was done, he leaned down, kissed me on the lips and ran his tongue into my mouth – “MMMM....luv the taste of a fresh load. Ever eat your own cum when you jerk off? I do all the time. I’m always so fucking horny and can cum several times a day, and eating it is just the best.” Kevin then plopped down on the couch and said, “OK, your turn,” with an evil glint in his eyes. I stood up, dropped my pants and clenched my jaw as Kevin swallowed my dick whole and began to work his tongue around. I shuddered, my thighs tensed, and I immediately blew my load his mouth and quickly started to apologize as Kevin sucked me dry, “I’m so sorry. That just felt so good, I couldn’t hold it at all, I’m...” Kevin looked up, ran his hand up my stomach, smiled and as he licked his lips said, “Chill man, it’s all good. I’ve got plenty more where mine came from and bet you do too?” I was not quite sure how to reply to that, but took the beer, sat back down, Kevin pulled my sneakers and pants off, and we leaned back on the couch watching the porn like nothing had happened – except our hard dicks twitching testified that we had been bad boys and probably would be some more. We barely finished another beer before we Kevin and I were a tangle of limbs on his bed, kissing, licking, fingering, squeezing, wrestling a bit to see who would be on top. Sex for me had always been a furtive, uptight, secretive thing and it was so fucking liberating to be with someone so free about it all and making it a joyous celebration! My balls felt like they were 3,000 feet underwater with how tight they were and the pressure to cum again was fucking intense as I tried to hold off. Kevin surprised me by jumping off his bed, getting flat on the floor, digging around a bit, then coming back up with a bottle of lotion held in his hand like the Olympic Torch. He squeezed some out onto two fingers, reached around, shoved his fingers in his own ass, sighed a little as he closed his eyes, pulled his fingers out, smiled at me and said, “You ready to fuck?” DAMN! While my mind tried to process that, my dick tried to pull away from my body to get to his hole. I was usually more of a bottom, but the thought of fucking Kevin right then was the only thing I wanted in the entire fucking world! I got off the bed, he got on his hands and knees, laid his chest forward, reached between his legs and started fingering his asshole. DAMN! I looked around for the condoms, and was starting to get onto the floor to look under the bed when Kevin turned, “Come on man, what’re you doing? My ass is PRIMED!” When I told him he replied, “Oh – forget that. I don’t have any. I’m on PREP.” I told Kevin, “I’m not sure what you mean,” and he smiled again, turned around and said, “It’s cool man. I take this pill everyday or whatever and I don’t have to worry about anything. I’m NEG and fuck raw all the time, shit totally works! I’ll set you up with my doctor, he’s cool as shit. You ready?” I eased into Kevin’s waiting ass and it felt better than I could have dreamed. His ass clamped down around my dick and literally stroked it. How’d he do that? I grabbed his hips and let Kevin push back and do the work as he was clearly more experienced than I was and once again I started to cum before I knew. “Oh fuck, I’m cumming in your ass!” I said in disbelief. Kevin banged back harder and when I tried to pull out he reached back, grabbed me and said, “No, I want every drop.” After the last drop was out Kevin pulled off my dick, jumped up with a big grin on his face and said, “OK, now your turn.” What? I couldn’t get fucked, I had just cum, but Kevin was already lubing up his dick and those eyes and that smile broke all resistance, so I assumed the position and about jumped out of my skin as Kevin pushed right in my ass and started pounding. “Please, wait, let me get used to it!” I pleaded. Kevin chuckled, “Naw, best way to take dick is to just TAKE IT!” I shifted my body and pushed back, pulled away as far as I could, shifted some more, and after a while, the pain and discomfort went away and all I felt was liquid gold. I don’t know how else to put it. It was just – well just fucking perfect and felt way fucking better than being fucked with a condom! Kevin was a man on mission and pounded me like a long distance runner – slow and steady with a sprint to the finish and then a SPLASH as he blew his cum inside my ass. OMG! That felt fucking amazing! I started to ease off when Kevin grabbed my hips and said, “Oh no man, I got another load for you, won’t take me long, not long at all – oh shit, oh fuck, here it is man – TAKE MY CUM!” My ass ate his cum up like it was manna from heaven, and after Kevin’s load was depleted, he slid out of my ass and once again our bodies became a tangle of limbs, tongues, hard dicks and now creamy holes. We made out for a while longer, then laying in each others’ arms we drifted off to sleep for a quick nap before waking up and starting all over again. I felt so comfortable with Kevin and was not all self conscious, or shy, or inhibited by what we were doing – surprised for sure – but it felt natural, right, and I knew I could get used to studying with him. I was on my hands and knees and Kevin was just about ready to fuck me again when his cell phone rang and by the ring tone he knew who it was, “Hang on,” he said, “That’s my dad.” As Kevin spoke with his dad I could tell something was up, and after he ended the call with a resigned, “Yes Sir,” I knew our fucking was done. “Dad said that the office called him, asked if I could come in. I’ve got this amazing internship with Lockheed Martin, thanks to my dad, and there’s some problem with the a new system we are working on and I have to go in for a while.” I got up and started to grab my clothes and shit when Kevin came, pulled me tight, gave me wet sloppy kiss and said, “Will you wait for me to get back? I’d really like you to stay.” I sort of didn’t have a choice as he was my ride and was actually glad he asked as I wanted to stay too, so I said, “Sure. I’ll just watch a movie or something if that’s ok?” Kevin laughed on his way in to the bathroom and called out, “Don’t watch the good ones without me!” I turned on the TV, started flipping through channels as I opened another beer and heard Kevin’s cell ring again. He came out of the bedroom, grabbed his keys and said, “My dad said there’s plenty of food upstairs in the fridge if you get hungry, so feel free to help yourself, have some more beer, whatever, I’ll be back as soon as I can.” Two beers later and I was feeling buzzed and decided maybe I should grab something to eat. Kevin had been gone about an hour or so already, but he had not called yet, so I figured I might as well eat something. I nervously made my way upstairs to the main part of the house. The house was silent and dark, so I figured Mr. Durant had gone to bed early or out, so I quietly made my way to kitchen, opened the fridge door and was debating if I really wanted some food or another beer when I about jumped out of my skin as a voice behind me said, “Find what you need?” I turned around and about dropped the bowl of pasta I had grabbed as there was Mr. Durant, naked, with the biggest dick I had ever seen. “Umm…yeah...thanks.. I was just…Kevin….so I ….” Shit, I could barely breathe let alone speak as my eyes kept darting to his long, dark shaft, the foreskin hanging in a loose tip at the end and even soft, Mr. Durant was as big as Kevin – or me for that matter. Mr. Durant’s eyes narrowed, he stepped closer to me and I tried to back away but banged into the fridge door, he smiled, “So, you and Kevin getting along all right? If I know my son he probably gave you a couple loads didn’t he?” Fuck, I didn’t know what to say, I could never imagine talking to my dad about sex. My hands were shaking now as Mr. Durant calmly took the bowl of pasta, reached past me, set it back on the shelf in the fridge, his body pressing me against the open fridge door, which was not helping my nervousness at all. I started to slide to my left to get out of the way, but Mr. Durant’s arm snapped up, holding both the door and me in place as he casually reviewed the contents of the fridge. I could hear a clock ticking and realized I was holding my breath, too horny, scared, and confused to do anything else. Mr. Durant bent forward, shuffled a few things around on the shelves, stood back up, turned, and set a covered butter dish on the granite countertop of the big kitchen island. I was like a possum playing dead and did not move and stayed standing where I was against the open fridge door. Mr. Durant leaned past me again, this time pushing more of his weight against me as he grabbed the pasta bowl, a packet of what looked like meat from a butcher, and a wedge of cheese. He set these on the island, turned to me, smiled, and said, “Thank you, you may close the door now – on second thought, grab yourself a beer and open one for me too.” I could see where Kevin got his smile from now, straight from his father, as well as his lack of inhibitions, or self assuredness, or whatever the fuck it was. Mr. Durant flicked on a light over the island and another over the stove and then was opening the packet of meat, which I could see was some kind of sausage – the fancy kind you buy from butcher, and I set the opened beer bottle down just off to the side and took a long drink of mine. Mr. Durant then spoke, directing my attention to his culinary work, “Do you like sausage? See how this sausage meat is nice and dark, how it’s thicker here at the base, but only slightly as it tapers a little to the slight bend in the middle then gets thicker again at the end?” As he spoke my eyes instantly went to his dick, then back to him as I wondered which sausage he was speaking about? My eyes started to travel back to his dick, but afraid he would notice I forced myself with all my might to look back at his face as he dug three fingers into the cold stick of butter from the butter dish and began to rub them up and down the length of the sausage, stroking it as it lay on the counter. “It’s important to caress it in long strokes,” he said, “You need to work the flavor out, and to do that you have to have a little lubrication. Do you want to try?” I just shook my head, gulped some more beer and shockingly realized I had just downed a whole beer in nothing flat. I set the empty bottle on the counter and quickly grabbed another from the fridge as Mr. Durant continued preparing the food. Mr. Durant was speaking again, and this time when I looked up from staring at Kevin’s daddy’s dick, his eyes locked with mine, he smiled – fuck he knew! He stepped away from the stove, over to me, took the bottle out of my hand and set it out of reach on the island and was so close now his dick was just pressing against my navel area. I had to look up to see his face and his eyes now peering down at me. “It will take a while for the sausage to cook right, I got it at a low simmer, and when the flavor is ready to burst I’ll turn the heat full up until the juices pop.” I just nodded. Mr. Durant continued, “So, while that’s cooking, I think I could use a some bomb head and ass right about now and from the way you’ve been eyeing my sausage, I could think you could use something too.” I was still processing what he had just said - hsocked by his frankness - as his dick pushed against my body, stiffening, getting hard. I tried to take a step back, but Mr. Durant’s hands grabbed my shoulders and with a firm grip he began to push me down to make me kneel in front of him. “I can’t…I…Kevin should be back…and I…we…I don’t want…” Mr. Durant laughed as my knees hit the floor and his dick slid back and forth like pendulum on Big Ben across my face. “Shhh,” he ordered, “Kevin will not be back until the morning. The problem at Lockheed is bigger than he expects and I have made sure they will keep him busy until I tell them otherwise.” I looked up in confusion as Mr. Durant shifted his hips and his dick swung back and forth across my face again, this time striking me hard as it had stiffened and engorged and lengthened to a stunning degree. “The head can wait, you can nurse on it after,” Mr. Durant said. “Get back up and take your pants off.” I obeyed without question or pause – why was that? It just seemed right, natural, normal. When I did and stepped out of them, Mr. Durant bent down, picked them up, sniffed at the ass area, inhaled again, then smiled and let them drop. I was not wearing underwear so I knew he was smelling the remnants of his son’s loads up my ass. He then turned me, had me step the side so I was on the long mat that ran in front of the island, then he pushed my body forward against the cool granite of the island counter top, stepped behind me, and reached over to the right and pulled the opened butter dish towards him. I watched, knowing in my mind what he planned now as Mr. Durant used three fingers to scoop out a large glob of butter. A sharp intake of breath announced Mr. Durant’s fingers at my hole as he forced the cold glob of butter inside my ass. As he worked his middle finger into my ass he asked, “You’ve never taken a real big dick have you? I can tell. You’re so fucking tight, but don’t worry, I’ll take care of that, now stand still, let me warm this up for you.” Mr. Durant continued to finger my ass, shoving the butter further into me and churning it at the same time. Some of it began to run down my leg as it melted, but there was nothing I could do about that as my ass continued to get prepared. An arrow of fear pierced me as Mr. Durant leaned over, grabbed some more butter, and instead of sticking it in my ass he started to rub it along the his shaft, making his black skin shiny and the veins bulge as he slowly stroked his hand back and forth. I was truly scared now, there was no way I could take that dick! Mr. Durant grabbed the hand towel that was beside the butter dish, wiped his hand off, pushed me back down with his left hand then pressed it hard into my lower back to make me squat a little. Then holding the towel in his right hand, he adjusted the base of his dick and guided the head towards my waiting ass. A little more shifting of bodies and I could feel the thick head begin to push into my buttered up hole. I gasped, the muscles in my ass ring screamed in agony as Mr. Durant now tossed the towel onto the island and said, “I’ll go slow, I promise.” It sure didn’t feel that way as his dick pushed a little further and the scream now shifted from my ass to my throat – and caught – all that came out was a meek gurgle. “OH HELL YES – THAT PUSSY IS POPPED NOW,” Mr. Durant exclaimed as his dick head broke free of my ass ring and slid forward on its buttery trail. “I BET YOU NEVER IMAGINED THIS WAS THE FRESHMAN 10 YOU HAD TO WORRY ABOUT – POPPING YOU OPEN WITH MY 10 INCHES OF BLACK DICK, I WANT TO FEEL THAT AGAIN, FEEL THAT HOLE GO POP AROUND MY DICK – OH HELL YES!“ My head was resting on the back of my hand and I lifted it slightly as my ragged breath sounded like I was running a marathon. My watch said 10:45 p.m. and that was about all I could see except for the granite counter top on the island in Mr. Durant’s kitchen as he slid his long, raw, black dick, up my ass.

Thanks, men! Got a thick hard bone now reading your comments. Anyone need a plow and seed?

2. He kissed me again and then taking hold of my thighs he pressed my knees forward into my chest and started to pull his cock slowly from my hole. I gasped as his cock withdrew leaving a cavernous void in its wake. He stopped only just before his cock head popped from my hole. With his mushroom head resting with in my quivering hole he stopped for a moment smiling at me. Then without warning he slammed the whole length of his cock back into my hole, his balls slapping against my ass as he bottomed out inside of me. I screamed, he did it again. He picked up his pace, over and over again, slamming into me harder and harder. My heart was pounding, electricity was shooting through my body, and my hole was spasming wildly around Mark’s invading cock. Sweat ran down Mark’s chest making thin twisting patterns through his thick chest hair. I was panting with each deep thrust, he was striking something deep with in me that I had never imagined existed before. As Mark hammered deeper I felt something else inside of me give, it was as if another hole had opened up inside of me my hole. His cock head kept popping in and out of that new space, going even deeper into my ass. I was convinced he had to be fucking my throat. “God your ass feels so fucking good,” he panted, sweat glistening on his strong handsome face. The smell of sweat and ass juice started to fill the room, “How’s it feel to have your ass cherry taken boy?” “I love it. I never imagined that getting fucked would feel like this.” “It just keeps getting better too, boy. After the first couple of times your hole gets use to opening up for cock. Do you want me to open you up? Teach you how to bottom?” “Yes, please, teach me.” “Alright ready for your next lesson, boy,” he said, that wicked grin playing across his face again as he continued to hammer me. “Yes,” I gasped. “A good bottom always takes his top's loads and holds them inside of him as lube for the next fucking. Do you want my load, boy?” “Yes!” “You want me to breed your sweet cherry ass?” “Yes!” “Convert you from a curious straight boy in to a gayboy bottom?” “Yes!” “A cumdump?” “Yes!” “Fucking take my load boy,” he practically screamed as he slammed inside, bursting past that second hole I had felt. His cock was throbbing and I knew that he was cuming in me. Precum shot from my cock but I did not cum. My breathing was as ragged as his was and his whole body quivered with the force of his orgasm. For several long moment neither one of us moved, Mark’s cock still quivering slighting inside of my fuck-battered hole; then slowly he began to pull out. He stopped when he got to the head and looked at me, “How’s your hole feel?” “Fucking amazing.” “Yeah?” “Yeah!” “Good.” With that he sunk his still hard cock back in and resumed fucking me. His cock slipped easily in and out of my hole which was now lubed up with a mixture of ass juice and cum. He fucked me once more like that on the couch adding another load to my guts before suggesting that we take a little field trip. He helped me up off the couch and led me to a door just off of the kitchen. The unassuming door opened onto a narrow staircase leading down to a basement. Naked with a thin dribble of cum running down my inner thigh I followed him down the stairs and suddenly found myself in a room lit almost entirely in deep red with a few bright white spots around the room. The light highlighted a sling hanging from the mirrored ceiling in the center of the room, a bench like item with what looked like cuffs and straps for arms and legs attached to it off on one side the room, a large wooden ‘X’ at the far end of the room, and a row of shelves that took up the wall with the stairs filled with all sorts of different sex toys. I gasped. “Think you’re ready to get really used?” Precum dripped from my cock and my hole twitched causing a few more drops of cum to drip from my hole. “Yes.” What had come over me? He could get me to agree to anything. He led me over to the bench, explaining that it was called a fuck bench. I laid down as instructed and my arms and legs were secured so that I was stuck with my ass in the air at perfect fucking height. Mark then lined his cock up with my hole again and slid easily inside. This was a slow fuck, he worked his cock deep into me taking advantage of the new angle to sink even deeper into me. After what must have been another twenty minutes of solid fucking I heard Mark start to grunt as he had the two times before and soon my ass was flooded with yet another one of his loads.

Off camera: This is a story based on truth and some fiction. It contains drug use, bareback sex, group sex, rape, and more. if you don't believe the premise of this story, check out any gangbang video by Devil's own, or similar companies. Damn was I excited. Here I was in LA, finally far away from Aurora, CO and my nagging bitch of a girlfriend, about to walk in to the studio where I’d be getting paid some serious cash, just to fuck a bunch of hot pussy on camera. I’d come a long way from where I was a year ago. Back then, I was living with my girlfriend, working construction, drinking myself to sleep every night, and begging for something more fun to come along. It was around that time I got into crystal, and pretty soon I was working five days a week so I could spend the weekends smoking and finding tail. My girl didn’t seem to mind, since she was also smoking my shit, and fucking a bunch of dudes on the side. Since it never occurred to me to break it off with her or make her get a job and pay for her half, the cash was quickly not enough, consequently I spent less and less money on booze and food, and more on crystal. It wasn’t all bad, I even managed to work off the beer belly I’d had since college, which is what helped me get noticed. One night, my girl and I were at my supplier’s apartment, smoking away my paycheck, when we ran out of dough before the midnight had arrived. Desperate, my girlfriend offered to let the dude fuck her, if he’d keep our party going. I was immediately worried, not because she was trading her sloppy pussy for more stuff, but because I had nothing to offer to keep me involved. Luckily, he was a stand-up guy, and said he’d be down to join us both. I figured he was just being kind, since we both knew she couldn’t care less if I was bothered by her cheating on me, and had no idea it might be for another reason. So off came the clothes and for the next seven hours, he and I fucked my girlfriend senseless, only stopping for bathroom breaks and energy drinks. We even let a few other dudes who stopped by to buy join in on the fun. At some point, he whipped out his phone and started snapping pictures, which we had fun viewing once she was passed out. “You know man, you are a fucking machine when you party,” he said as we smoked another bowl, while she snored behind us. “You ever consider doing porn?” I laughed him off, but he wasn’t going to drop it. “I know a guy who owns a porn company in LA, great dude.” He continued as we watched a slide show of our threesome covering most of the Kama Sutra. “He is always looking for dudes who can fuck for hours. I did a film for him last year, got a free trip to LA, all the partying I could handle, two days of pounding pussy, and $700 out of it.” “Fuck me man!” I coughed as I blew some smoke and got a semi at the thought of it. “Seven hundred dollars and a free trip to LA, just for a porno? Sounds too good to be true.” “You should do it man. Good money, hot pussy, free vacation, quality drugs. You got all the assets.” He wasn’t wrong. At 24 years old I was 6’1” tall, weighed about 180lbs, still had a nice four-pack, hefty hairy pecs, nice biceps, a butt that keeps girls heads turning, and a nice seven-inch dick, thicker than a big banana, and two huge balls that shoot cum over my head when they’re primed. Top it off with a nice smile, green eyes, light brown wavy hair, and permanent five o’clock shadow, and I have no trouble getting laid. “I dunno dude. I’d feel weird doing that stuff, or even applying for it, but I sure could use the cash…and maybe some time away from Liz.” We laughed, as I continued to notice how I seemed featured in every camera shot, with almost no view of the other two. “Tell you what bro, I’ll send him some of these pics of you fucking Liz, see if he can’t use you too.” I knodded that it was okay, and began to wonder if I could find the porn he’d done some how, as he loaded another bowl. That was almost two months ago. After some blood tests and a skype interview, I requested a few days off from work, and was on my way to LA for my first porno. I was surprised that my supplier said the producer supplier the party favors, but he insisted it was true, and that they’d also supply some Viagra and anything else I’d need. I wondered what the hell else I could possibly need besides tina, Viagra and tons of sex, but I didn’t push it. Once I arrived, I made my way to the hotel, with strict instructions not to get drunk or stoned or have sex before the next morning. So once again, here I was, walking through the doors of the studio, which looked like little more than a warehouse from outside, and into my dream come true. I didn’t even have time to set down my duffle bag when I was grabbed by the Producer and swept behind a curtain, where the warehouse transformed into a brightly lit penthouse living room. The camera man and lighting guy were checking light levels on a big-breasted brunette, while four naked, pretty well-hung dudes stood around here, passing a pipe and laughing about something. Another curtain swung aside and some mirrors, hanging racks and make-up kits told me we were in the dressing room. “Okay, we’re ahead of schedule so no time for formalities. Go ahead and strip naked, and here,” he said as he thrust a sack of goodies, a little blue pill, and some lube into my hand, and began to walk back to set, still talking “Take these. Lube up your ass and cock and get it hard before you come out on set, or let me know if you need a fluffer. Do you want to smoke or shoot?” “I only smoke-” I was going to shout after him why I should lube my ass, when a make-up guy, about 20 years old and flaming as could be, appeared with a pipe, torch, and began applying powder to my face and chest as I slipped off my shirt. “Here you go stud. I’m Danny, your make-up slash hair slash pipe supplier. Sorry about Paulie, he is super crazed.” I watched his mouth curl into a smirk as I stripped off my pants and tighty-whiteys and began lubing my cock while he continued to powder me from head to toe, balls and all. I took that moment of awkward discomfort as a sign and began puffing heavily on the bowl, before doubling my efforts on my cock and going from spaghetti to steel in ten seconds flat. “It’s okay, if he is as tweaked as everyone el-” “Oh no, the crew doesn’t do any of this shit. Paulie just gets nervous on days where he’s shooting gangbangs. Four on one is always hard to shoot while avoiding the ass play and drugs and shit. Speaking of which, don’t you want to lube up your ass?” he asked, applying some weird goop to my hair, which his brush and hands transformed into a style while I jerked and smoked. “Uh. No, why would I?” I said, my hole twitching. “Well you did use the enema like Paulie asked before you got here this morning right?” His hands and powder brush moved away from my butt. “Yeah, two actually, but still, why would I want lube back there now?” “Oh, well most of the dudes on these sets have been doing porn for years, and quickly discover the only way to make ends meet is do gay-for-pay. Once you get used to having an 8 inch cock in your ass every time you blow your load, it gets hard to shoot without one. But if you can get up and off with no dick or dildo in your hole, good for you, I guess. Well, you’re all done, head on out there. Too bad you aren’t soft, since I’m the fluffer.” He laughed and pushed me out on to the set. The camera men were now adjusting some equipment, while the woman I was about to tag-team sat off to the side, shooting up between her toes and chatting with someone on her phone. I wondered over towards the couch I assumed I’d be spending the rest of the day on, where the four other guys sat, still naked. Two were shooting between their toes as well, while one was smoking the pipe. The remaining guy was stroking an impressive cock, which had to be nine inches long, turned to me and smiled. “Hey, you must be Peter. I’m Brent, but my stage name is Dick Biggins.” This got a laugh from the other guys, while he took a huge hit off the pipe they were sharing. “Just shittin’ ya man. The guys in these movies just get a first name, and you won’t be saying my name anyway. Here, try a hit of this shit man, it’s better than the stuff they give you when you first get here, in case you can’t handle it.” “Thanks man.” I took a hit and could immediately tell the difference. This stuff was smoother, stronger, and made my balls tingle. “Aw come on man, that was weak, take a real hit.” He took the pipe from me, lit the torch again, and held it there, encouraging me to keep going until I couldn’t take anymore. “That’s better. You point?” “Sorry?” The guys laughed again, but he shot them a dirty look, and picked up a needle. “I guess not, pointing is shooting up. Good for you man,” he took the needle, already filled with some slightly cloudy fluid, and shot it into a vein in his foot. “Paulie tells us this is your first film, that true?” “Yeah, first time in LA too, figured I’d be spending more time chatting with the girl I’d be fucking than the guys joining in on her.” This got a laugh again. “Yeah. That’s Karen, she’s a fucking cunt. Only cares about getting high and getting her paycheck. She’s money on screen, but don’t expect her to talk to you before or after. How about I give you a quick run down of how it’s gonna work today Pete?” He shoved the pipe back to my mouth and lit it again, while introducing the rest of the guys there. First, Steve was sitting on the arm of the chair, which is why I didn’t notice he had a big dildo in his ass until he stood up to shake my hand. He is a few inches taller than me, a little heavier, with a slight gut, blonde hair, blue eyes, nice smile, huge biceps and pecs, and a thick eight inch cut cock with average balls. Next, Tommy stood to greet me, which reveal a small butt plug, as well as his slightly smaller stature, around 5’10” probably, brown hair, brown eyes, hairy chest, beard, six pack, and a seven and one-half inch uncut cock, and eerily hairless balls. Craig, who seemed to be the only one not working his asshole, is around my height, with green eyes but bald from head to toe, and built like a body-builder, including his seven inch cut cock, which was as thick as his wrist. Brent himself was about an inch shorter than I am, with black hair on his head and treasure trail, blue eyes, and a rippled swimmer’s body. The only thing that kept my dick from mistaking his bubble butt for a girl’s, was the massive dick and balls swinging down between his legs. Once the guys had been introduced, Brent explained how the filming would work. We’d begin by putting on running shorts and tee-shirts and would “arrive” at Karen’s apartment to help her move, discovering her naked on the couch. After an hour of filming her sucking us off and each of us eating her out, we’d strip off our clothes and take turns in the positions posted on the boards that could be seen behind the camera, based on whichever one Paulie pointed too. Each of us was expected to shoot one cum load on Karen’s asshole or pussy during the shoot at our assigned times, and one on her face and breasts at the end. He figured the shoot would take about three or four hours, and once it was done, we’d get the rest of the day to recuperate before coming back tomorrow and doing it again to another girl naked Cari, who was also “a cunt.” Finally, he explained that Paulie’s assistants would help us make sure that we never had to stop shooting while we smoked and used the off-camera stimulation. “What do you mean?” I took my millionth huge hit off the pipe while he worked a crystal up his ass (a booty bump just like my girlfriend had done and even gotten me to try a few times). “Well, the couch is fitted with secret spaces and “cock-cubbies” which allow the assistants to work toys and cocks into our holes if we need it to get hard, but usually one guy will be off screen getting fluffed, or fucked or using a dong too.” My jaw dropped as he offered me a crystal for my hole. The thought that each of these guys was gonna get fucked made my dick soft and my stomach churn. Sure, they’d all been doing shit before with dildos and dongs and plugs, and Danny told me they’d done gay-for-pay shit and got used to dick in their holes to get them hard, but I never thought they’d be doing it in front of me. “Aw nasty man, I’m not into that gay shit. I don’t care if you guys do it, but does it have to go on while I’m here.” I was really worried that the sight of gay sex in front of me would kill my hard-on while filming, and possibly make me ill. “'Fraid so bro. Besides, it’s not really ‘gay shit.’ It’s just needed stimulation by a real dick, Steve’s dick in fact. Why do you think there are five guys for a four on one scene?” It hadn’t occurred to me that there was an extra guy, but I snapped my head around, just in time to see Steve sliding balls deep into Craig’s chisled ass. Horrified, I looked at Craig, who seemed to be loving it, and shot my glance around to the rest of the actors and crew, none of whom seemed to care less. The weird thing was the tingling that had been in my balls was now in my tight, virgin asshole, and my hard on was gone, just in time for Paulie to call places. “Fuck, this is what I was afraid of! My cock won’t get hard now.” Danny appeared as they began filming Karen’s intro scene, and tried fluffing me while we all got dressed, but after fifteen minutes and still no joy, I was afraid I was about to lose my job when Brent finally convinced me to let him try something. He pulled me back into the dressing area, and lubed up my cock again, while also lubing up his other hand. “I’m gonna give you a booty bump, you ever had one?” I nodded. “Good. Usually for a newbie I’d dissolve it in water and shoot it up there with a syringe, but since time is short, I am going to give you a big rock and I am going to push it in deep using this,” he held up a rubber cock, black in color, around six inches long. “and before you freak out, I promise I’m gonna loosen you up a little with my fingers first, but I need you to trust me and bend over, spread your cheeks, and push out like you’re taking a dump, cause in about five minutes Paulie’s gonna want you to be hard and ready. It will burn when I put the rock in and the first few seconds the dildo is in, but once you’ve relaxed and it begins to melt and absorb, you’ll be good as new, cool?” I nodded again and bent over a make up stool in front of me. With my shaking hands, I spread my cheeks, jumping a little when I felt the cool lube hitting my crack and sliding slowly down across my button. I jumped when his finger pushed at it and worked the lube in a little, but tried to relax and push out like he asked. One finger, then two, worked their way inside me before I heard the shake of the baggie and figured he was pouring a rock out. Sure enough, I felt his finger slide back in, this time burning like crazy. I bit my lip as his fingers pushed it in. His fingers slid out so fast I almost thought he’d changed his mind, when suddenly the dildo shot in, all the way, all at once. I almost screamed, but his hand covered my mouth just in time. My hole was begging for him to take it out, but my desire to get paid was telling it to shut up. Plus, some part of me wanted to show Brent I could do this. That if he could take a read dick, then I could handle a little rubber one. “Good job Pete, you’re doing good,” he uncovered my mouth and slid his hand down my chest to my cock, and began to work some life back into it. “How’s it feel?” “It feels…good, actually.” I wanted to say it hurts, but suddenly it did feel good. My ass went from burning to glowing with heat, and only got better as he began to pump the dildo in and out in time with his strokes on my cock. “That’s the plan. In a minute or two the rock will dissolve then it will feel amazing! In the mean time, do me a favor and get mine hard too will ya?” I looked down and saw his cock, semi-hard, pulled out over the waist band of his shorts. Without a second thought I reached down and began stroking it too. “How about wetting it for me?” The lube didn’t even occur to me as I spit into my hand and returned it to his dick, watching as the balls tightened up in their sack, before it reached full mast. About that same time, my mind began to swim, and I leaned back against Brent, letting my head fall onto his shoulder. “Just kicked in huh? That’s good, it’s doing its job, we’re both hard, and you seem about ready to do anything.” I opened my eyes when he said that, just in time to see him lean in and kiss me. Nowhere in my thoughts did it seem disgusting or wrong. Instead, I lifted the hand not stroking his cock, and used it to pull his face closer to mine. I whimpered into his mouth as he pulled the dildo from my hole, but quickly got the idea as he slid in behind me, pulled out of the kiss and lined his dick up with tender hole. I wanted to protest, but he shushed me. With one hand stroking me, and the other guiding his cock, he pushed forward until his gigantic cock head pierced my insides and slowly inched half way to the balls before stopping. I leaned forward and slammed my eyes shut, trying to block it out, but his insisting hips got another few inches in before Steve appeared through the curtain and told us it was time. “Damn, I wanted to lose a load up there before we went out. Promise me you won’t let Steve inside you today before I get to shoot one off okay? I did the prep, I want the cherry, got it?” I nodded and mumbled something while we pulled on our shorts and shirts and made our way to the set. For the next hour Tommy, Craig, Brent and I pounded our dicks into Karen’s willing mouth, calling her dirty, disgusting names and slapping her spit covered double-d’s with our cocks and balls. Every few minutes, one of us would slip out of shot as the camera guy would move in for a close up, and the missing guy would take a hit or two and work a plug or dildo or beads inside his hole while Danny or Steve sucked his cock. A few times they would end up bent over a stool or lighting stand, as Steve worked his cock inside them for a minute, which got me hard as a rock. When I got some time off camera, I felt too shy to use any of the big toys, but Steve made sure to offer his dick. One look at Brent’s cock titty fucking Karen and I told him no thanks. What really surprised me was what happened with guys on screen. During filming, the guys were fingering each other, or shoving toys in each others' holes. Kissing and sucking each other just out of the shot, or doing it with Steve or Danny. Paulie would even reach in behind the camera and use his fingers on a willing ass or eat a butt hole of whoever was eating out Karen. I almost jumped out of my skin when it was my turn to eat her snatch, and found Paulie working some beads up inside me…although they felt awesome. In no time, the shorts and shirts were off and we were fucking her all over the couch. Again, it shocked me watching Danny crawl behind it and slide his hands up into holes cut into the cushions and arms, well disguised until his fingers or a toy slipped through it and into someone’s asshole. I watched as each of the other guy’s shot long fuck sessions, all with toys in their holes, thrust back and forth by a hand in the couch. Tommy had his cock in Karen’s mouth at one point, while she rode Craig’s cock, but as soon as the camera did a close up of the fucking, he’d slide his dick in Craig’s mouth. While I fucked her ass doggy style and Brent mouth raped her soon after that, he’d lean out of shot, sucking on Steve or Craig. Tommy and I double fucked her next, one in each hole, while craig licked both holes, occasionally sucking one of the dicks into his mouth when the camera went for a tit shot. The weirdest thing had to be when Craig was ass fucking her, and I was in eating her pussy from below, and suddenly Tommy slid my dick into his hole, balls deep! During all this I figured out that much of what I always assumed was dirty talk for the girl in pornos, was really encouragement for the action off screen. Even Karen got into cheering on someone riding Steve’s dick while doing a line off the stool next to him. And when Paulie began to eat my hole, while Tommy ride my dick, with my tongue inside Karen’s pussy, only inches from Craig’s cock in her ass, I almost shot my load. I managed to give the two finger tap to the camera guy which signaled I was close, and pulled up just in time to shove my cock into Karen’s ass as Craig pulled out. I came in a shot of her back, asshole and my dick, Brent nuzzled his cock head up against my hole and said “I can’t wait to breed that asshole.” Anyone who buys the movie and watches it will hear that line and think Brent is drooling over the sloppy hole I am blasting my load all over, covering her in cum from the hole, up her back, in her hair and up over her hair onto the cushion in front of her. I will always know that was his final step in brain washing me into becoming obsessed with the thought of his cum in my ass. Two more hours of filming after that, with the expected two loads from Craig and Brent, and three from me and Tommy. Off screen Steve bred Craig and Tommy each, fucked Brent while he sucked Craig off, and Paulie finished the day with his load inside Tommy’s mouth causing Tommy to shoot a third load on Karen’s tits and stomach. As for my extra load, Brent used a finger to push some of his cum inside me, making me shoot again, unplanned, creaming her pussy. My last load was with all the other guys, all over her face and tits. My cum was on Karen, but my eyes were locked with Brent. Once the last shot of her licking her lips and moaning was wrapped, I couldn’t believe how quickly everyone showered and went back to their real lives. Karen couldn’t wait to get the cum off her face. Tommy had to pick up his wife from work. Craig’s girlfriend needed him to get her kids from daycare, and Steve had to help Paulie and the crew set up for the next shoot. I figured I’d imagined it all when Brent was nowhere to be found as I slipped in and out of the shower and got dressed. Until I got outside to hail a cab, and found Brent leaning against his car. “I figured you’d need a ride to your hotel, cool?” He opened the side door and I slid in nervously. He ran around to the driver’s side and hopped in, turning on some music and racing off to my crappy beach side motel, neither of us talking the entire way. I climbed out slowly, taking my time in case he wanted to make a move. God, why the hell did I want him to make a move? I was, AM straight, love pussy, just fucked a girl for hours, blew three loads in, on or around her. But before I could convince myself with one more example, I blurted it out. “You wanna come in and smoke the rest of that shit?” I regretted saying it, even as he smiled, slid the car into park, and followed me too closely up the stairs into my room. I turned on a lamp once the door was open, and motioned him in, where he began loading a bowl immediately. “Just so we’re clear,” I said, my brave tone hiding my disgusting urge to get his cock inside me. “I just wanna party and chill, cool?” “Of course man, no pressure, just chill and smoke this shit. But I thought you might be curious to check this shit out.” He tossed a dvd case onto the bed before lighting the torch and taking a huge hit from the pipe. I crossed to see what it was, and got caught off guard as he shot gunned the hit into my mouth when I went to grab the dvd. I froze and inhaled, buzzing from the hit and from his lips on mine again. I pulled away and acted appropriately annoyed, coughing as I read the movie title. It was another porn from Paulie’s company, which held no appeal to the disgusted side of my mind until I saw the guys on the cover and recognized my dealer as one of them. My eyes widened. “Pop it in and we can stroke out another load,” I opened my mouth to object. “No funny business, I promise.” The look on his face made me realize what a tweaker ass I was being, so I laughed, took a hit and shot gunned it back to him. Popping the dvd into the player across the room, I shucked my pants and shirt and hopped over him onto the other side of the bed, hoping my callous attitude would ease the tension I’d created. “It’s cool man, I’m not freaking out, just high and horny still, I guess.” I said, as I watched Brent stand and strip down to a black jock strap. His thickening snake created the first bulge I’d ever been tempted to unwrap, and the black straps framed his tan cheeks perfectly when he bent to retrieve something from his pocket. “How about we do some g to help with that?” He turned back around, and tossed a bottle of lube onto the bed, along with another bottle, unmarked, filled with GHB. “I dunno Brent, I’ve only done it once before and got kinda sick.” The memory of the party with Liz and another couple made my stomach turn. The entire night I listened to another guy plow my girlfriend, while I tossed my cookies ten feet away, before passing out. “Don’t worry man, you just gotta take the right amount. I’m gonna do a cap full, so I’ll give you a half cap.” His ass cheeks bounced together as he sauntered to the minibar to get us some soda to chase the liquid. He returned moments later with two hotel cups filled with coke, and two Dixie cups with tiny amounts of clear GHB. "Bottom’s up,” I regretted the expression as I downed the bitter liquid and chased it quickly, imagining my ass in the air. Taking a hit off the pipe, Brent returned to the other side of the bed by climbing over me, rubbing his bulge across my stomach in the process, causing my nipples to get hard. I turned my eyes back to the dvd, and fast-forwarded through all the bullshit plot until my dealer walked in, and pulled out a sizeable dick. How had I missed how nice his cock was when we fucked Liz? I didn’t miss the fact that one of the other men in the video happened to be Brent. I took an extra big hit, and could feel Brent smiling, as if he knew each puff got me that much closer to losing control. “I didn’t know you knew my bud!” I pointed to my dealer, and Brent nodded as he smoked. He handed the pipe back to me while sliding his thick beast out the side of the jockstrap. “Yeah, it was his first movie too. But he was no virgin, that man can take a pretty big cock in his ass. Don’t you want to lose those briefs?” I fished my briefs off letting the words sink in before taking a hit. “You mean…” I sputtered smoke between syllables. “Oh yeah, he took two loads during the day, from Steve and Paulie, and that night, he and I fucked the shit out of that short twinky guy,” he indicated a handsome young guy with a round ass and large uncut dick on the screen face fucking a busty blonde. “Took turns on his ass all night long. He was a pro. Even let us double fuck him. I came a record seven times inside his ass and mouth that night. It was hot, but I prefer real men, the type that don’t realize how badly they’ve needed cock all their lives, until the moment my cock head is inside them. Those are the guys who’ll let you ravage their asses, just to feel your load inside them.” “Too gay dude, I need a pussy in the room.” I didn’t dare look at him as he passed me the pipe. The G was taking effect and although I was relaxing, I was also pulsing with sexual need. “That’s what I used to think man. Till one night, I was partying with my girlfriend and another guy. My girl passed out and I was out of supplies. I asked him if he’d mind loading a bowl, and he agreed, as long as I’d blow him. I was desperate and said yes, and before I knew it he was in my mouth and I was hard as a rock….kinda like I am right now,” I glanced up from the bowl I’d just hit and saw he was right, his cock was fully hard and had a constant stream of precum running from the piss slit down into his neatly trimmed black bush. “The taste of precum became my version of Viagra man. Try some.” He wiped a drop off and brought it to my lips. I sucked his finger dry, savoring the salty taste. I knew I should be grossed out, but my body hungered for him to keep going. “Hmm, doesn’t seem to work for you,” looking down, my cock was shriveled and small. I cursed it for not playing along and thanked it for saving me from giving it all at once. “I do remember one thing that worked to get you hard though.” Right then, I should have pushed him out the door, tossed his clothes behind him, and never looked back. But at the same moment, I heard my dealer’s voice call to me from the video, saying “you know you want it in your ass.” I barely moved as Brent slowly knelt between my legs and began fingering lube into my hole. Watching silently, I trembled as he chose the largest rock he had and put it up my ass. Now was the time for the dildo to push it in, but neither of us had a dildo. As the rock slid past my inner sphincter, the burning brought me to my senses for one crucial moment. “That’s far enough man. Thanks.” I sat up and slid back against the head board, but Brent moved his hand with me and wouldn’t withdraw his fingers. My hands moved to pull his out, but the G had taken over and I had used all my remaining strength to get this far away. “That’s cool bro, I’m just gonna make sure it’s as far in as my fingers can get it.” A third, previously unused finger slid into my hole, pushing the rock up deeper and sliding across my prostate, which awoke my cock. I moaned and knew if he made a move, I’d be powerless to stop it. He began pumping the fingers in and out while turning them slowly from side to side. My eyes rolled back in my head as Brent grasped me around my waist with his free hand and slid us both back down to the bed. Me on my back, him on top of me, with our hard cocks between us. He began to pull out of my hole, and now my hands tried to stop him instead. I looked up at him, pleading and confused, as he pushed my legs towards my shoulders. “I can’t…please, don’t…I don’t want to be….” He forced his lips on mine until I turned my head away. “Be what? Fucked like the whore you really are? Forced to realize how you won’t be able to survive without cock? Turned into another closet cumslut who needs my dick inside you, just so you can get hard enough to fuck your girlfriend? Don't fight it Peter, you took a whole cap full of GHB, and I took none. I shoved a rock so big up your ass you'll OD if I don't dilute it with some jizz. God I wanted you from the first moment your friend sent me pictures of you fucking your girlfriend. All I had to do was promise to set up my camera phone to record it all from the bedside table so e can watch it when he inevitably fucks you too!” Panic filled me right before his nine inches did. This was all a trap. My dealer was gay, or at least bi, and wanted to turn me too, so he sent me out here to get my ass fucked by this Greek God, knowing they’d get me too high to say no. I screamed, as he laughed, while his dick bottomed out. I’d like to say I hated it or it hurt like hell, but once the initial pain was gone, I began grasping at his jockstrap and pulling him closer on each pound, even as I whimpered for him to stop. He slammed me deeper and deeper, lasting only a few minutes before I could see his chest muscles tightening and sweat rolling off his strong, tan arms. With a gigantic roar, he unloaded his balls into my ass deeper than I thought could ever be possible. He smashed his lips into me, forcing me to kiss his rapist’s lips. I tried to turn my head away, but it was trapped between my own knees. He pulled back just enough to stroke my dick while not breaking lip contact, and within three strokes I followed his epic load with one of my load. The first shot was so strong it sounded like a champagne cork bursting when it splashed between our chests. He shot up straight before the second and third shots doused our faces. The fourth and fifth shots ricocheted off of his carved ab muscles before coating my hairy chest. The last three or four shots continued to paint me in white hot goo, marking me as the very cum slut he wanted me to be. I must have passed out for a moment then, because the next thing I remember, he was back to pumping full length in and out of me, but with his phone in his hand, taking photos and video of his second turn inside me. I gave up trying to push him off after a few feeble attempts, especially when he shot gunned a few more hits to me. By his next cum load, I was talking dirty and begging him for his loads in my hole. In total, I took eight loads from him over the next nine hours, before I panicked, thinking we had to be at the studio in a few hours. Turns out, the shoot was the next day, and he’d only told me it was that day so I wouldn’t try to plan anything for the night before. I figured he’d finally let me sleep, but he wasn’t satisfied with that idea. “Sorry Pete, but now that you’re a cum-loving, manwhore, it’s my responsibility to make sure you get truly initiated so you crave all dick, not just mine.” He never could have convinced me that was a good idea if he didn’t say that at the same moment as my first point. When he released that band, I wanted to scream no, but all that came out was a cough and some pleas for more cum in my ass. In the amount of time it took for me to shower and down some Gatorade, Brent got Steve and a big black friend of his to come join us and bring some play toys. So If you see me in a porn video one of these days, pounding away at Karen’s pussy, remember that it was the video I enjoyed making second best. The best for me is a video I’m always afraid will show up somewhere. The video where I lose my virginity to a nine inch dick, offering to do anything if he’ll only stop fucking me. The video where I offer to do anything if he’ll never stop fucking me with that same nine inch dick. The video where I get gangbanged by that man, his beefy blonde college age friend, and their 6’6” tall massive black pal with an eleven inch monster. If you think what went on off camera during the shoot in the studio was wild, just wait till I tell you what went on off camera in that hotel room…

My load soaked my fuzzy chest, firm pecs, all the way up to my well trimmed beard. I was surprised at the amount since this was my third load of the day, all produced while watching a video of the ripped 19 year old stud who was renting one of the smaller apartments in my building. On my computer screen, the webcam recording showed him going from fully clothed, to naked and hard, to shooting his hot teen spunk onto a pair of black lace panties(left on his bedroom floor by one of the sorority sisters who shared the 3 bedroom apartment above his). Every time I watched it, I always ended up cumming when he reclined on his bed and described fucking her in the stairwell only 5 yards from his landlord's (aka my) door. As the vid rolled on to his massive explosion, I began to get hard again but had to put it away before I rubbed myself raw. How did I find myself stroking to my hot, young buck-of-a-tenant? With a little luck, some careful planning and a bold goal. This was only stage one of my plan to transform Derek from a normal, innocent young ladies man into my personal plaything. It all began when he walked into my rental office and asked if I'd had a chance to look at his application for the smallest unit, hidden near the back of the building in the basement. Normally I do not rent to college guys, due in part to their irresponsible tendencies, and in part to my perpetual hardon whenever I am near one. Derek could see my reluctance before I spoke, and cut me off with a well thought out list of reasons why I'd be lucky to have him living there. After the usuals, like tidy habits, quiet hobbies, etc., he added that he was working two jobs to pay for school since losing his athletic scholarship due to a blown out knee. His warm smile, round cheeks, deep blue eyes and dusty blond hair made me want to say yes, but his tight tee shirt and shorts led me to say no. Still he persisted, practically begging, since his dorm was too loud to study and all the other apartments within walking distance of his jobs and the school were either too expensive or taken. I apologized and waved for him to leave, knocking down a stack of flyers accidentally. He bent to help me recover them, causing his sagging briefs to reveal his firm bvd covered buns. When he stood up, his shirt rode up, giving me a tantalizing view of the most chiseled abs I'd ever seen in real life. He moved in two days later, and soon his fan club included all of the ladies in the building as well. After he was let go from one of his jobs, I decided to take advantage of the situation, hiring him on as afternoon help in the office. Now that we were spending a few hours a day together, I discovered just how naïve Derek truly was. Everyday some girl would find an excuse to come interrupt us in order to check out Derek, but he would just blush and get shy. One of the smutty sorority girls from the third floor even came by in her bikini (on her way to the pool lol) and the only thing that proved he was alive was the obvious outline of hard teen meat in his pants. "damn those are nice tits." I said once she left. Derek was caught off guard but agreed whole-heartedly. "fuck yeah man, and what a sweet ass." he added while trying to discreetly readjust his hefty hard on. "wish she'd invite me out for a swim." "if you asked," I laughed at his innocence. "She'd let you tittyfuck her in the middle of times square." This began our free discussion of sex, which proved, as I thought, that Derek's experience was limited to some sloppy head from drunk party girls, and 4 sessions of missionary with a girl from his high school. Since he was too shy to approach girls outright, I suggested he try meeting them online. At first he seemed hesitant, until I told him about sites where girls with webcams would strip and masturbate if he found the right one. The next day was spent with him regaling me with tales of smutty bimbos creaming on cam, and his desperation upon discovering they'd do more if he had a cam too. Begin phase one: I offered to let him use the office computer after closing time as long as he was careful not to be seen. Meanwhile I downloaded security software so each of his sessions was saved for my pleasure. After a few weeks of scenes where he'd only whip it out at the end and usually cum off camera, I became proactive. The thing I should have mentioned before is my real profession: drugs. I make a tidy living selling to the local campus and surrounding area, with a select few of my employees living in the apartments, right next door to unsuspecting students and model citizens. One such employee was the same girl that gave Derek a fashion show in her string bikini, and she owed me big. A few months earlier she'd given in to temptation and spent 3 days with her ass in the air at a local frat house, getting gang banged and smoking almost 300 dollars in Tina, which she still owed me. She had no problem with my plan to work it off by seducing Derek and convincing him to perform a stroke show for her while she was "out of town." All it took was getting her to catch him at the computer one night and she had him. Friday night I could hear them fucking on every surface of his apartment, and from the sounds of it, he was talented. The following morning he was at my door by 7, recounting every glorious moment. "I could pound her cunt forever Mr. E," he praised. "it sucks that she is going to visit her family this weekend, but she wants to video chat tomorrow night. I want to make her squirt on the keyboard." "Then you better get some moves Derek," I said, leading him onto phase two. "Why don't you watch some dudes who jack off on cam for money, see what they do that works best, then copy it for her?" The result of his research was the video I can't stop watching, with another session the next morning. As expected, Derek became obsessed with getting her on his cock, which was difficult to fit in with his classes, afternoons in my office, evenings bussing tables at the old Chicago's, and the 90 minutes a day in the gym. He skipped a couple work outs to hook up with her, before I told her to only be free during his bussing shifts instead. this leads us to Phase three: deciding between paychecks and pussy. "so what should I do, sir?" he always called me by my last name or sir, which had me hard in no time. "Do I keep giving up shifts for the fuck of a lifetime, or do I tell her I can't do it then?" "first of all, she is just a piece of ass Derek," I educated him in the secret to women. "She seems magical now, but I bet I can find you another slit who is even hotter if she can't be bothered. Second, didn't you say you'd been doing those cam shows every weekend with her? Why not do a live show for a paying audience? Chances are you'd make enough in one night to equal a month at that shitty restaurant." He declined, but left with a look on his face that told me he wasn't as sure about it as he let on. When he went to his 'girlfriend' that evening and told her he needed to work, she informed him that he could either do her when she was free or she would find a new stud. Stunned and a little heartbroken, he went to work, but texted me when he was on his way home that night: Taking u up on offer 2 find new girl, and decided to do the pay show. C u tomorrow. Saturday night he did his first show and made enough that he quit his busboy gig before the clock hit midnight. A week later, he'd done three shows and had enough to splurge on some beer and brats, which I shared in. He'd never had any beer before, except a sip here and there to seem cool at parties, but my influence was having its desired effect, so he'd finished his third when my 'surprise guests' arrived at my door. Lana and Lois were two of my regular clients, buying enough each week to provide their clients with enough crystal for any and all dates they scheduled. As pros go, these two were the least skanky, but they still had the hints of 'will fuck for cash' in their clothes, make-up and long hair. Lana was some sort of Asian/Hispanic mix, with dark red loose curls, and per my instructions, she was wearing a pair of tiny shorts and a tight tank top. Lois was creamy white with black straight lochs, and her huge breasts were barely covered by her tight, see through dress. Derek sat in silence while I lead them inside and asked them to join us while I got them their goodies. Phase 4: introduce Derek to drugs as a side dish to hot pussy. As expected, his jaw dropped when I admitted to selling drugs to these "sweet grad students." if Lois hadn't sat in his lap when I brought it all out to measure it, he probably would have run for it, but after some drinks, he was all too eager to let her grind into his lap. Accepting a couple beers, they playfully flirted with us both, suggesting all the wicked things they could imagine happening if they got high with us. By the time I brought out a pipe and asked Derek if he minded if we smoked it, Lois had taken his hand and slid it between her thighs, riding his fingers and whispering how horny Tina made her. "Tina? Who are you talking about?" Derek asked, his eyes drifting to where Lana had joined me on the couch, her hand in my fly getting me hard. "this," she said, loading some crystals into a pipe, lighting it, and exhaling a giant cloud. "is Tina. Wanna try some? It make Dicks throb, pussies drip, and orgasms like you won't believe." "I don't do drugs," Derek said, regurgitating the line he'd been hearing since he could crawl. "isn't it bad for you?" "Yeah, but so am I," Lois moaned as she slid off his fingers and walked over to hand me the pipe. I took a huge hit and shotgunned it back to her before reaching out and tugging on her dress so her tits popped out of it. I leaned forward and took her nipple in my mouth while Lana and Lois hit the pipe, shotgunning back and forth. Derek stood up and walked over to our miniature orgy, pressing his huge bulge against Lois' bubble butt, but still declining the pipe. "Don't pressure him if he doesn't want to, he's just a kid Lois." I said dismissively, taking a huge hit while Lana fished out my hard 8 inch Dick and swallowed it whole. Really, I was fed up with his prudishness, and I winked at Lois who turned around and backed Derek into his seat. "That's okay," Lois said, stripping out of her dress entirely. "Lana and I will just fuck around with your boss. Maybe you can join us next time, but I guess it's just us grown ups tonight baby boy. Lock the door on your way out." Derek sat speechless while the three of us continued getting naked and grabbed the pipe to head for the bedroom. "How... How do I smoke it?" Derek's soft voice stopped us as we were almost out of sight. I smiled before turning back around a walking over to show him in nothing except my dogtags and socks. "go ahead and get him started while Lana and I get ready for you two." Lois said before pulling Lana into the bedroom and shutting the door. They knew I wanted to be alone with Derek when I got him addicted to meth, so I'd always be the first thing on his mind when he smoked it. "Hold this but don't inhale until I tell you," my hard dripping meat pulsed while I lit the torch and cooked the crystals, until a thick white cloud swirled out of the round bowl. "Ok, now suck as hard as you can boy." Derek did as he was told, inhaling until he couldn't anymore, then coughing hard for a minute while I took my turn. We did that back and forth, and in only a minute or two, Derek's whole body came alive and started humming for sex. "Get undressed for those hot bitches. We're wasting the smoke boy," I said, watching Derek peel off his tight tee shirts and slide off his basketball shorts, leaving him in tennis shoes and a pair of white briefs that barely contained his massive rod. "this time, exhale your smoke into my mouth and I'll do it for you too." When he leaned in to shotgun, his briefs grazed my thigh, causing us both to drip precum. When I returned the favor, I got closer so our lips were almost touching, bring our hard cocks together, separated by the thinnest of cottons. His next exhale, I leaned in and our lips rested against the other's, as I felt the pulse of his racing heart pumping through his shaft and head. The last hit before we went in the bedroom, I put my arm around his shoulders, and peeled away his briefs with my free hand, kissing him hard and gripping his penis for a long moment before striding away. When he recovered from shock, he ran after me, and we spent the next six hours trading off using the girls' in every combination imaginable. By the time we shot our loads, Lana was practically blacked out on the floor and Lois was hanging from my neck, sandwiched between us while we double fucked her pussy. I locked eyes with Derek as I covered his Dick in my semen, which freaked him out enough to make him pull out and spray his load on her ass. While Lois and I went to shower, Derek grabbed his clothes and ran off into the night... End of part one. Still to CUM: Derek craves more Tina, needs cash and agrees to fuck a girl on camera in exchange. Instead Derek discovers the last Phase in Mr. E's plan: taking Derek's cherry.

Drugged and Forced to be a Male Prostitute (Part 1) Kyle was only a senior at suburban Chicago high school. He had just turned 18 and at 5’10” he had a solid, runner’s build. With his good looks he could get any girl (or guy) he wanted, but he hadn’t begun to explore his sexuality, he was a nerd (a very cute nerd, including the glasses) and was more into school and grades. Kyle was fortunate to have a loving mother, but since his father died when he was barley 13. He was without a male influence in his life at the most important stage in his young life, puberty. Even after his father’s death, Kyle was always able to come and go as he pleased. This became easier for Kyle when his mother gave him a car for his 16th birthday. It was common for Kyle to be out all night…that is as long as he let his mom know that he wouldn’t be home. On this particular Friday, Kyle was going to check out one of the major university in the city of Chicago. He drove into the city and parked his car in a lot a few blocks from the campus. He met with an admission counselor and took a tour of the campus. The tour was conducted by a current student at the school. After the tour Kyle was hungry and decided to grab a late lunch. He headed to the student union and grabbed a sandwich and, since he didn’t know anyone at the school, sat at a table by himself. There were student’s coming and going as he relaxed and ate his lunch. Soon a couple of older students, he guessed that they must be seniors, sat down with him. They introduced themselves. “Hey there, I’m Rickey and that’s my roommate Tyler.” As they shook hands Kyle introduced himself, “I’m Kyle.” Tyler commented, “We’ve never seen you here before, where’s a good looking guy like you been hiding?” “I’m not a student here, at least not yet…..I am going to start in the fall.” Rickey then said, “Right on! We’re having a few of our friends over for a party tonight, you should come over. Where are you spending the night?” “Well, I was just going to drive back home after I finished eating. I live in the northwest suburbs of Chicago.” The two college men invited Kyle to come over and spend the night. The way the two were talking to the high school senior he felt like he couldn’t refuse. He had been to his share of high school parties with beer and pot. He knew he could control himself as to not make a fool of himself in front of a group of college students. “Sure, that sounds like it will be a lot of fun. I figure I will get to make some good friends here before I classes start this fall.” “Right on!” exclaimed Rickey. Kyle finished eating and the 3 left. As Kyle followed behind the two older college men he called and left a message for his mom that he was hanging with a few college guys and wouldn’t be home till the morning. He always felt a little sheepish, but maybe at this party he could break out and be more of a leader. After a good walk the 3 came to an old apartment building. Kyle followed the 2 as they climbed up to the top floor and he wondered to himself why the building looked to have 4 floors but they lived on the third floor. His curiosity would be answered cause as he was led into the only apartment on the top floor he discovered that they lived in a unit intended for the building’s owner. The main floor had a decent kitchen, a large living room with a den and a full bath with there were 4 bedrooms up stairs. “Just you two live here?” “It will be just us two this summer, in the fall we usually look for a few guys to occupy the other bedrooms” Tyler told him. Rickey offered Kyle a beer and the 3 settled in the living room to watch the Cub’s game. The three sat on the large sectional couch across from the 60” plasma with Kyle between the 2 roommates. The sectional was big enough so they had adequate space between each as to not make Kyle uncomfortable. Kyle drank his beer slowly and as he did he began to feel warm. He noticed that Rickey and Tyler had slipped their shirts off and were now just sitting in their cargo shorts. These two had great bodies with well defined pecs, arms and flat abs….Kyle felt a little self conscious about removing his shirt. Tyler made the suggestion, “Make yourself at home, get comfortable.” They could tell that Kyle was not comfortable about taking his shirt off and made the suggestion, “Kyle, it get’s warm in the apartment, why don’t you slip your shirt off…I’m sure you’ll feel cooler with it off.” It seemed like Kyle took that as a command as he removed his shirt to reveal his lean, thin build. Rickey helped boost Kyle’s self esteem, “Kyle you got a nice body for a young dude. I can see a lot of potential for you. You work out at all?” “A little….I’m more into my studies then working out. I run a lot though.” “What do you think Rickey, with a little work and our guidance we could make something out of that body of his.” “Right on!” Rickey agreed. “You really think I could be built like you?” Tyler told the shy teen, “Sure we do.” This brought a smile to Kyle’s face. He drank more of his beer and began to feel warmer and a little horny. Here he was with 2 good looking guys watching the Cub’s and he was getting hard. He did his best to hide his growing erection, but it was not able to and soon both Rickey and Tyler noticed and knew it was time to launch their plan. Hey slid in closer to Kyle and Rickey put his hand on Kyle’s thigh as Tyler put his arm around the teen. Kyle was not quick enough to protest….he actually felt comfortable with what the 2 were doing. Before Kyle knew it Tyler removed his glasses and was pulling him in for a kiss while Rickey moved his hand up his leg into his shorts. This was all new to Kyle; he had never been with anyone sexually except himself. He figured he’d go with it, and if he didn’t like it then he’d know he wasn’t gay. But he was discovering that he did like the way these 2 hot studs were making him feel. He felt his senses going into over load as Rickey played with his 7” cut cock and Tyler’s tongue probed into his mouth. It didn’t take long before Kyle’s shorts and boxers were on the ground. Rickey began to lick and suck Kyle’s cock as Tyler pulled Kyle down to his crotch. As Tyler held his head down he moved his cargo shorts down revealing a nice 8” cut cock. Tyler urged…no commanded that Kyle lick his cock, “Lick my cock, lick it from the base to the tip.” Kyle was in virgin territory and did was he felt was right, just follow their directions. The last thing he wanted the roommates to know was that he was a virgin. Kyle’s lack of experience showed when Rickey told him to suck Tyler’s cock. He wasn’t sure what to do and did the best he could just getting the tip in his mouth. “Watch the teeth Kyle!” Kyle pulled off for a second to say “Sorry.” Rickey could tell that Kyle was about to cum and the 2 didn’t want that just yet. He pulled off Kyle’s cock and came up to kiss he lover, Tyler. The 2 roommates whispered to each other ss Kyle continued to try and do his best to suck Tyler. Tyler asked, “Is this the first time you’ve ever sucked a guy’s cock?” Kyle kept stroking Tyler’s cock as he lifted his head and attempted to deny this fact. Rickey let him know, “It’s ok if you’ve never done this before. We can teach you, we can teach you a lot.” Kyle felt more at ease and admitted the truth, “Yeah, I’ve never done this before….I’m a virgin.” Tyler asked, “So, you think you’re gay?” “I don’t really know….I’ve never been with a girl or guy.” “It’s ok”, Rickey reassured him, “Let’s head up stairs and get comfortable and we can teach you everything.” They headed up the stairs, stark naked, and went into the master bedroom. There Kyle sat down as Tyler stepped into the bathroom for a second. When he returned he had a bottle of poppers, a few white and blue pills and something else that Kyle couldn’t see. Kyle asked, “What are the pills for?” Tyler told him, “The blue ones will keep you hard and horny,” Rickey said, “The white one will relax you.” Kyle naivety showed, he figured that these guys knew what they were doing, they wouldn’t hurt him. He swallowed the pills. “What’s the little brown bottle for?” Tyler said “Those are poppers, they also help relax you when you sniff them” as he opened the bottle and took a couple deep hits in each nostril. He then handed the bottle to Rickey and he did the same. They then handed the bottle to Kyle and he didn’t even hesitate when he took his hits. Kyle’s head was spinning. The ecstasy was beginning to kick in as the poppers hit him hard. The roommates knew that they had him right where they wanted him. Before Kyle knew what was happening Rickey grabbed his left arm and Tyler stuck him with a needle. The next thing Kyle felt was a warmth rush up his arm and felt it difficult to breath. He coughed out a couple times. He heard a ringing in his ears and felt as if he was floating. When he started to gain a comprehension as to what was happening….he was on his back with his legs on Rickey’s shoulders. He looked up at Rickey as he began to realize that he was being fucked. Kyle didn’t say a word, he simply moaned out in pleasure to what was happening. Tyler was over his head and as Kyle came around, Tyler began to feed Kyle his cock. Kyle eagerly sucked it down and, with the position he was in, took it down his throat. With a free hand he reached down to feel Ricks cock sliding in and out of his ass when he made a startling discovery….Rickey was not wearing a rubber. For a brief moment Kyle panicked, he remembered all the lectures and videos he watched in health class on STD’s and safe sex, but after Tyler shoved the poppers back under his nose forcing him to take some deep hits. His head was spinning as he heard the 2 college stud’s talking. “Rickey, this fag can make us some good cash over the next 4 years.” “Right on! With some good training and the proper encouragement he’ll be a perfect addition to our crew. Hey Ty, how much did you give him?” “Close to 2 quarters.” “That’s a good start, we got to get him hooked so he will be depended on us.” Kyle barely heard yet understood what the 2 studs were talking about. “I’m getting close Ty….he’s got one hot ass here.” “Breed him bro, breed his virgin ass.” Rickey looked down at Kyle and told him, “Look at me, keep those baby blues on mine.” Tyler pulled his cock from Kyle’s mouth, “There’ll be plenty of time to teach you to suck cock and swallow cum.” Kyle looked up at Tyler as he spoke and was reminded, “LOOK AT ME BITCH!” as he felt a hand slap him across his face. He looked up at Rickey. “I want you to remember this, always look at the John’s eyes when he fucks you, ESPECIALLY WHEN HE IS ABOUT TO CUM IN YOUR ASS!” Kyle had his eyes locked on Rickey as he heard him start to moan and grunt. He punctuated each thrust with a grunt. Then it happened, “FUCK I’M CUMMING!!!! I’M BEEDING YOUR ASS, YOUR VIRGIN NEG HOLE. IT BELONGS TO ME NOW!!!” As Rickey’s orgasm concluded he ground his cock inside Kyle’s formerly virgin hole making sure that every ounce of his seed was massaged into his gut. Rickey pulled his still hard cock out of Kyle and he was quickly replaced by Tyler’s. “MY TURN TO CLAIM YOUR ASS AS MY OWN!” Tyler exclaimed as he rammed the entire length of his 8” cock inside the teen. With the change in position he was able to get a good look at the cock that had taken his virginity and probably his health. Rickey’s cock was the same length as Tyler’s, but uncut. Since Tyler had his cock down Kyle’s throat he had already worked his balls to near boiling point. He began to breath heavier as Kyle could feel his cock thicken. Kyle had his eyes locked on Tyler as the stud reached the point of no return. “UH, UH, UH, TAKE MY CHARGED CUM YOU FUCKING WHORE!” And Kyle was filled with his second load of poz cum.

Pete had gone to visit his cousin Jack. They hadn't seen each other in a long time, but were close and had played around as teenagers. One day when Jack was at work Pete went to use Jack's laptop. When he turned it on he saw a folder just marked To The Point. Being curious, he opened it and clicked on the video file it contained, and couldn't believe what he saw. A Latin guy was tying a tourniquet on Jack's arm. The Latino then inserted a syringe into one of Jack's veins. Pete's dick was throbbing at this point. He watched as the plunger was very slowly pulled back and some blood mixed with the liquid in the syringe. Jack's face was a mixture of nervousness and anticipation. The Latino removed the tourniquet pushed the plunger in. Pete watched as the rush took over Jack. And then the clip ended. Holy fuck Pete thought. As the day went on he wondered whether or not he should tell his cousin what he saw. Later that night Jack said a friend was coming over, and when the friend showed up, it turned out to be the man in the video. Jack introduced him as Javier. Jack went into the other room and came back with a pipe and they started to smoke as they talked. After a few minutes Pete nervously said "I was on your laptop today." Jack smiled saying "Did you find it? I was hoping you did" and turned to Javier and smiled broadly. Pete said "I always wanted to try that but didn't know anyone who slammed." At this point Javier leaned over and kissed both men and said "This is your lucky day." He then went to his backpack and pulled out three rigs, a bag of T, a bottle of sterile water and a couple of tourniquets. His dick rock hard and leaking, Pete watched wide eyed as Javier prepared the rigs. Once the syringes were ready Jack said " Let's go lay down. Javier will do you, and I will do myself next to you, so that you aren't feeling that first rush alone. Then Javier will slam himself and then 'Let the games begin." Pete watched as Jack tied himself off as Javier did the same to him. He was told to make a fist and then Javier slapped the crook of his arm and he was amazed at how big his vein got. Javier laughed, saying "See? Even your vein has a hard on." At this point Javier told him that after the shot he would cough, but not to worry, just lay back and enjoy the ride. Jack leaned up and kissed Javier then did the same with Pete. Then Pete watched as Jack slammed himself, and with that Javier said "Here we go" and pulled back the plunger. Pete saw his blood coming back up into the syringe and then watched it pushed back into himself. All of a sudden he began to cough, followed by a ringing in his ears, his entire body feeling as if it was on fire. He became acutely aware of how hard his dick was, and that his ass was craving to be fucked. At this point he felt Jack's arms around him and his cousin's cock slipping into his ass. In the background he heard Javier moan FUUUUCK and Jack knew Javier had slammed as well. Pete wasn't sure what would come next, but he knew he was born for this moment.

I had not had cable TV and my internet was with my home phone company but their rates were skyrocketing out of control. I decided it was time to get cable as TV signal was constantly changing on local channels and hard to pick up with an old antenna and my internet kept coming and going too. Talked it over with my wife and she went with it also, so we called them to come hook us up with everything new, cable tv service, home phone, and internet all from same company. Now for a little back up story. I am as you see married and had really never done any man2man at all. Wife and my sex life had gone out the window, but that is another story, so I was constantly horny as hell. I am in pretty good shape and play basketball regularly with younger guys and keep up and they can't stop me whenever I decide to shoot and workout about 3 other days per week on my own also. The day of the hookup arrived and the company sent out two guys to do it as we had requested 6 rooms to be hooked up for the cable (5 bedrooms and the livingroom), and the two guys were both somewhere between 25 and 30 years old, and I am not really very good at guessing ages. Both guys appeared to be similar at about 6' and around 190 to 200 pounds. Really did not pay a lot of real attention though and it being quite a warm day both also were in shorts and t-shirts. We have two bedrooms in the basement, which is also were all the lines into the house have to go through before going upstairs to main floor and then to second floor also. After getting main floor somewhat ready, one of the guys and I went to basement so I could show him where I wanted the lines to go and the tvs to hookup. One room has a floor support pole in it leaving little room to maneuver where line and tv had to go. We were very close together as he ran the cable and I was getting the TV ready, basically almost against each other. At times as he got the cable ready and I was putting tv in place there were times when my butt would actually bump against him and some time I noticed that he seemed to be getting a hard on. I was a little curious about that and turned around to say something and could see the outline of a definite hardon through his shorts as they tented out in front of him. I kind of gulped as it looked to be quite a bit larger than mine, which is basically avg. sized at about 6 1/2" and before I could turn back away he noticed where I had been looking. I just about had the TV in place and it was plugged in and I turned it on when he kind of moved forward a little and I felt that big cock up against my ass again. Like I said, I had never done and M2M before but for some reason it seemed to feel good to me and I was a little turned on by it. I didn't move when he pressed against me so it must have given him the signal it was ok as he kind of rubbed his cock against me more and moved so it was pressed into the crack of my ass for sure. I was surprised how much I was turned on by this and just stood there letting him rub against me. With no sex from wife I was horny as hell anyway but had not thought of another guy before. He got bolder and pushed against me harder and then reached around me and grabbed my cock too. I gasped at the feeling of that. He then finally spoke and asked if I fooled around on my wife or not. I told him I never had and had not ever done anything with a guy for sure. He said it sure feels like you like it though and I told him I was horny as hell is probably the reason as wife and I had not done anything in about two or three years now. He turned me around and stepped back a little and then dropped his shorts. He was commando and out popped his huge cock. It had to be about 9" and as big around as a beer can. WOW I had never seen one that big except in a porn movie. I was mesmerized by it and involuntarily almost reached out and took ahold of it. As my hand wrapped around it I took a big breath and held it. It was like nothing before at all. He asked me, since I had never done anything with a guy before, if I wanted to suck him a little to see what it was like. I was a little hesitant, thinking of my wife right upstairs, but the size and feel of that cock was just too much, and throwing caution to the wind, I bent over and got closer and just stared and then took the head of it in my mouth and licked it and sucked. Being my first time I wasn't sure exactly how to do anything else. But after a very short time started to move my mouth farther onto his cock until it was into my throat and there was still more of it to go. I then let it slide out as I moved my head back away and then in again and repeated. It must have been ok as he was moaning some quickly and grabbed my head to help guide me as he fucked my mouth. I was actually enjoying it and could taste what had to be his precum and the taste was nice to me too. As I continued to suck on him, he reached back of me and started to slide his hand into the back of my shorts and then ran his fingers up and down the crack of my ass and stopping each time to kind of tickle my hole some. With the sucking the feelings were fantastic and I was getting hard as a rock from the stimulation. Pretty soon he pushed my shorts down off of my ass and then as I looked up he put his fingers in his mouth and got them wet and then back to my ass and ran his wet fingers around my hole getting it wet with his spit. He went back and forth to his mouth about 5 or 6 times and then as my hole got wetter I felt a finger slip in a little which made me jump, but it felt pretty darn good. This was way more than I had ever thought about. WOW What a feeling.

Sometimes, things just work out. I live in a small town which makes getting a load a rare thing, and getting more than one load has never happened - until this past weekend. I had put up a couple of ads, and had chatted with a few guys, but it seemed like nothing was going to happen. Then within 15 minutes something clicked and three of the guys with whom I'd been chatting announced they wanted to come over. In the next hour and a half, I was fucked very well, three times, by three different guys, all bare, and all three dumped his cum deep inside me. After the last one left I set up my camera and took a video of the cum, (quite a lot of it, as it turned-out) that was streaming out of my well used ass. I wiped myself off and got dressed with a smile on my face at the memory of a fantastic slutty time. My first multiple loading. Wearing a pair of jeans, I went about my business, cleaned up inside the house a little and took the trash out. About halfway to the trash can, my next door neighbor called out to ask me a question. I walked over and she asked me to look at something on her car. While bending over to check something under the hood I felt something odd and suddenly my ass and legs felt damp. She wasn't paying attention, so fearing the worst, I slipped my hand down the back of my jeans and my hand came out covered in cum. By this time the wetness was down to the back of my knees. Although it was somewhat awkward, I did my best to continually face my neighbor so she wouldn't see the wet streaks down both of my legs. Eventually I finished checking what she asked me to check, and very carefully exited back to my yard. When I got inside my house I put my hand back in my jeans and found the top of both legs wet with cum. I could even smell it with my jeans still on. I eased the jeans off and found a big wet spot in the seat. In fact it was so big a wet spot that it extended down both legs almost to the knee. It seems that the cum that I caught on video was only a small portion of what was actually deposited inside me. The thought that I was walking around outside with the three loads pouring out of me was so too much. I had to jack off, with my cum soaked jeans laying across my face.

Yesterday a friend of mine had enough. He knew how much of a bitch boy I was and how I fantasize about being bred. He invited me to his place to what I thought was just us hanging out and playing xbox. Instead, once I walked in he shut the door, pulled out a collar, and told me to strip. Said I'm now his. I thought he was joking, but I played along anyway. He immediately leashed me, whipped out his dick, face fucked me. I was gagging like crazy. You'd swear I was drooling over how turned out I was being taken control of. Once he settled down from that, he got on Craigslist and started advertising me (I'm still sucking his dick at this point.) When he came, he shot it all over my innocent face. Within about an hour he had 2 folks come over that saw his ad. Within a span of 3 hours he had had me service 7 cocks. All of then came on my face (he said I have to earn being bred). Until then, I'll enjoy getting facials. Wish me luck on my new journey of truly being someone's bitch! ?????

Was wondering if there are any dominant Daddies here. Pierced sticks are a huge ++++. POZ everything is +++ too. I'd like to watch and make love to POZ cocks if ok too. Let me know. Doing anything to be here.

You're lucky to be aware of it so soon and so young. I assume they're looking for warts; if not, forgive me for telling my story. I first had internal warts removed when I was 21. Later I read in the newspaper how genital warts could develop into cancer. My doctor assured me that it was a danger in women only, so I was never treated or tested again for many years. Of course that was wrong, and he should never have said there was no risk even if there were no data at the time. As you can imagine, years later my case was more serious and also more difficult to treat. I wish everyone knew that HPV is very contagious, sexual contact is not necessary for it to spread, and anal warts can appear even without anal sex.

So I used again... I was back in the bath house, saw this good looking guy with a great chest and started blowing him, hoping to get him to fuck me. He had a hard time staying hard and blamed it on the crystal, so I mentioned that I had just started using it and had only done it a couple of times. He offered me some and we smoked a bit - he shotgunned me several times and I took half a dozen pulls off the pipe. I told him I was a little wary of doing too much and he assured me I was okay and gave me a little more. We messed around a little more, trading blow jobs and working each other's nipples, then parted ways. He never did get to fuck me, but I hope the next time he can. He seems like a filthy guy, and I gave him my number. Really hope to hear from him. I greased up my ass and stood in front of my room with my towel over my junk, which is usually 8 inches, but not that night, This hot, dark skinned guy with a nice chest walked by - we exchanged looks and I backed into the room and he followed me. I blew him for a couple of minutes - he had a nice size dick and a tight foreskin. I laid down on the bed and asked him to fuck me. He entered me sort of slowly, but soon was pounding away. We were kissing as he unloaded in me, and I collapsed on the bed. He was concerned that I didn't cum and asked me how I wanted to cum. I told him that I came almost as soon as he started fucking me, but didn't want to stop him, as I wanted his load. When he left, I stood outside the room again and this skinny, short young black guy walked by. We locked eyes as he walked past me. I felt him come up behind me and caress my ass, sliding a finger into my slippery, loosened hole - ALWAYS wanted a guy to do that! It's like I'm just some fucking object he can do whatever he wants to! We went into my room and I sat on the bed to blow him and when the towel came off, I got a big surprise - a VERY nice sized dick - probably around 9 inches. I blew him for a few minutes and then laid down on my side, which is my most comfortable position to start iinl He fucked me like that for a littlw while, then laid me on my back and climbed on top of me and fed my ass his cock - very nice - he went DEEP. He finally laid down on his back and sort of pulled me on top of him, without ever taking his dick out of my ass. I sat on his cock and he went all in - you know when you feel that ache in your lower belly, when the guy goes really far in? It was a glorious, dull ache. He thrust all the way in, hitting all the right spots, and unloaded me. It was an excellent night. Believe it or not, I haven't let that many guys come in me - probably less than a dozen and NEVER two in one night. I always found getting fucked a little uncomfortable. But it is MUCH better bare, and especially those few times I tried Tina - it really loosens me up and drops my inhibitions. Getting loads is a new experience, and I fucking love it. I am going down to DC in January (I live in NYC) for a few nights and hope to find someone who can help me get a little fucked up so I can collect a whole lot more than two loads! Hope to have another story for you then.

OMG RawRaw it has been since June. Come on don't keep us waiting in suspense any longer, please?

I need to find a guy like this to take control of my hole too and just use and abuse just like this.

I love sucking the cock covered with jizz and ass juice after getting my ass fucked

I had just broken up with my boyfriend of two years and it had been three months since I last had gotten laid. Not surprisingly I was feeling very horny. I went on line and cruised the normal sites, and readily enough connected with an older guy on Manunt. His profile sounded hot, but he had no pictures. I asked him why he had no pictures on his profile and he let me know that due to his profession he did not want any pictures of himself on line. He listed himself as 29, 6’2”, 175 pounds, blond hair and blue eyes (this compared to my age at 20, height of 5’9”, 135 pounds, brown hair and eyes). He told me his name was Andy and also let me know that he was really shy at first. It all sounded good to me and he sounded real good so we made plans to hook up. I got his address and headed on over. When I arrived I knocked on the door and a cute stud greeted me. He looked better then his description on his profile. He invited me in and I wasted no time in making my move and leaned in to kiss him. He reciprocated and before too long we had our clothing off and I had his 9.5 inch cock down my throat. Before too long he pulled me off and we kissed again before he took my dripping 7 inch tool in his mouth. He didn’t seem shy any more to me and before I knew it he had his tongue burried in my smooth ass hole. He got my hole nice and wet and when he came up to kiss me again he had hit cock right at my entrance. He held me tight and kissed me deep and before I knew it, his rock hard cock was slipping into my ass. I tried to break the kiss and ask if he slid on a condom. He held me so tight I couldn’t even reach down to feel if he had one on. But it felt so good I let it go and enjoyed the fuck. He got a good rhythm going and I moaned loudly into his kiss. He finally broke off my mouth to nibble on my neck as he continued to fuck me like I had not been fucked in a long time. Man did this stud know how to fuck and did he have stamina. The longest I had ever been fucked before this was 30 minute before the guy shot his load and we were done, but this guy fucked me for a solid hour and showed no signs of slowing down. I looked into his eyes as he just kept on fucking me, slowly picking up the pace and at times slowing down to make sure we were both enjoying it. The sweat was driping off our bodies and it felt as if no end was in sight. After nearly two hours of non-stop fucking he said to me that was the first time a stranger knocked on his door, start kissing him and they ended-up fucking. I was a little surprised by what he said and I replied "you invited me over, Andy." He responded with a quizzical look, saying his name was David not Andy. He held still inside me and we just stared at each other. I then told him about the encounter on Manhunt and that I was given this address to come over to meet Andy. He asked what the address was and I told him. He told me that I was in the wrong bulding. After two hours of incredible fucking I didn’t care. We laughed and he just said to me, well I’ve given you four loads and you haven’t complained yet. I replied "here I am at the wrong address, getting fucked by a stranger, you’ve given me four loads of your sperm and you don’t hear me complaining." He then started to pound me without mercy and this time he let me know when he delivered load number five in my well used hole. As we laid there catching our collective breaths I was wondering why he never put a condom on. He told me that he thought I knew him from some where and that he’s had guys come over to get gifted by him. Gifted was a new term to me, I figured it meant fucked but his gifted tool and ability. I was now hoping to get my turn to fuck him, but then I learned he was a total top. Just my luck. He said he needed to pee and as he got up I noticedhe had a tatoo on the small of his back. It was a tattoo of the biohazard symbol. It looked really cool and in my naivety was not aware of its true meaning. After a few hours of fucking and the wonderful feeling he gave me, I decided not to try and find the correct address. Instead I exchanged phone number with David and made plans to meet up again real soon. It wasn’t until a week later when I was telling a friend of mine about the entire encounter and the tattoo. My buddy asked if I asked the guy his stats. I told him that I had not, that the time was so intense and felt so right that I just went with the flow and enjoyed it. My friend informed me that the biohazard tattoo may have indicated that this guy was HIV+. I felt like I was punched in the gut and all of a sudden felt as if I was going to be sick and sick is what happened. I got the flu really bad and called David. He came right over and took care of me. I somehow asked him what his HIV status was. He didn’t have to tell me, the look on his face said it all. He said he thought I had been 'in the know' given our conversation about the gift and the biohazard tattoo. He went on suggesting that, by the looks of the flu I was experiencing, I probably had it too. It was strange, I was not scared or worried 'cause David seemed so caring. We just smiled at each other and he made plans to take me for an HIV test. I just told him to kiss me and as soon as I was better he was too fuck me as much as possible.

They used to say "anything goes" on a4a but I've had a lot more luck saying "safe only" but in course of chat talk how I take raw only because of latex allergy, and it works.

On Saturday I got so fucking horny and sick of the flakes online that I decided to take a trek to Chicago and spend the night at Steamworks letting off soem steam and breeding some ass!! I arrived around 8 pm and stripped down to my towel and began to cruise for the first piece of ass to load. I was there about an hour getting blowjobs from random guys before I found the first hole I wanted to breed. Load #1 - Was walking through the maze on the second floor when I came across this HOT cub fucking this bear in the sling...the cub fifn;t miss a beat while he reached down to stroke my hard 8 in cock....he directed me to the hole of the HOT bear and slid my cock in. Bear had a slick hole and I knew it had several loads already in there....I rammed in his hole for a bout 5 minutes...the whole time the cub was playing with my balls and encouraging me to seed the bear's ass....that was all I needed and I blew deep in the bear's ass. Load #2 - The cub and I I decided to go find a hot ass to seed and found this really cute twink bottom that I recognized from BBRT.....the three of us went back to the cub's room and took turns on the twink's ass....couple times while the cub was fucking I slid in his ass to feel his sweet hairy ass....eventually the cub and I both unloaded in the twink's ass. Loads #3, 4 and 5 - About an hour and a half after tag teaming the twink I found my self in the cub's room again....this tiem I was tag teaming HIS ass with a HOT daddy. The daddy and I took turns loading him up one right after the other after the other.and so on......when all was said and done we had been in his room for an hour and ended up pumping 5 loads into his ass. The hottest part was when just before I blew my first load the cub asked if I was neg or poz and when I told him I was poz he reached back and pulled me in deep into his ass..... After that I needed a break so I rested for about 2 hours....then the place got hopping Load #6 - Was in a dark corner stroking to a hot daddy getting bred by a muscle bear when a hot muscle jock dropped his towel in front of me presenting his bubble butt....obviously I took that as an invitation to slide in his hole and I began to pump away after about 10 minutes I could not hold back any more....and loaded his muscle ass....he drained my cock and then turned his head and said that he hoped it was a poz load that he had taken...I tapped his ass and said yes and he left with a huge smile. The rest of the night was a blur as I was so entranced in the deboutchery that was going on...I know I did not leave until 8 am on Sunday and I probably shot 3 to 4 more loads after muscle bottom took my seed.

I don't understand how Truvada is some big conspiracy? If I weren't in an open relationship, i.e. if I didn't have to worry about status of my partners, I wouldn't be on Truvada. If I got HIV, I would have to be on Truvada PLUS ANOTHER anti-viral. I would have NO CHOICE, I would have to take HIV meds TO STAY ALIVE. As it is right now, if I get tired of taking Truvada, or experience bad side effects, etc. I can just go back to using condoms. Where's the conspiracy?

Had a night in the big city (Zürich) on Friday. Went to a gay sauna, and had the hottest sex I've had in ages, with a 26-year-old. No question about condoms - he just fucked me twice, and raw. We went back to my hotel, and fucked further, and he spent the night. He allowed me to take some photos (bus doesn't want them publicised, which I respect. What a fucking hot time it was - not much sleep, but a LOT of cum and raw dick inside me. Hopefully meeting up again at the end of the month. We did talk about HIV at some stage, and he told me he has no idea what he is, and doesn't care - likewise. He simply refuses to wear condoms, and if a guy doesn't like it, that's his problem. With me, there was NO problem. I'm still in the clouds about the night.

I have been concerned about Hep C recently and I asked my Immunologist about it this week at my regular visit for bloodwork. He told me that Hep B would be worse to get and treat. I've had the Hep A and B vaccines. He also told me that just this week a new drug was approved for Hep C and the treatment is only 8 weeks with it. He also told me not to live in fear. He said if it happens he will take care of me. Go out and enjoy life was his advice. This is why it is so important to have a good doctor that you can speak openly about your sexual activity and get realistic advice. I really appreciate not hearing about condoms when I go for my HIV visits. Condom clinics are so out of touch with this community. My doctor even sends me home with doses of antibiotics to take after I binge on sex at a club or bath house or sex party. That way I can take loads all weekend, assume I picked up an STI and take the meds on monday. Saves me a lot of hassle and worry. And I don't leave his office feeling like a piece of garbage. The director of the clinic I first went to asked me why I drive so far for care when they are right nearby. My response to him was that they make me feel like I am going to be OK where his clinic made me feel like a dirty whore. He had no words. So I went out and took 8 loads the next night. It was awesome.

When put tongue inside the ears !

Love it all...but especially love how smooth the next cock slides in after being loaded.

Night of Sauna Conquest: Part 6 The next to enter into the sling room. Were the two that didn’t go back to lockers to get anything earlier. As they entered and looked my hole over “what do you recon? He got a big enough hole for our two cocks at once? One of them said as the other continued to spread my hole. Then I heard “might be a tight fit but I certainly think we can bust him open for the two of our cocks”. “Okay pig you need to get out of the sling for the moment” the larger of the two said. “One of is going to get in the sling then your going to mount on top”. Understanding there direction I got out of the sling as the larger one lied down and got in position. ‘Take that cock and get it hard pig” he demanded. So I went straight to work sucking his ever growing cock. once again I was facing about eight inches but this was easily thicker than a beer can. “Okay pig come around and now straddle me. Following the orders I went around to the right and lifted my leg over his body so I could straddle his body and ride his cock bronco style in the sling as I got myself centred and moved back towards his cock. From where I first got on as my ass moved back the second guy said “that’s it pig”. I knew what he meant as I felt the head of his cock touch my hole. “I’m going to position you now and as he gave a slight pull on my hips the cock that was resting on my ass lips glided right into position, As I rested and waited I took a hit of the popper feeling this cock in me. .another hit of the popper and I felt the red glow warmth of the buzz as I slid further onto the thick monster. Was right at home as I started to lift myself a little getting used to it and then the motion of the swing took in. up and down I went small droplets of cum running down to the guys ball sack. “damn he has got a bit of seed in him” came from behind me “thats it take that cock you hungry little cum whore” slapping down hard on his hips and pushing the cock righ into my innards came from a new voice in the room. As more seed dribbled down the cock I was on. The small guy cherped “yeah best lube is toxic juice” as I then felt his hand scooping the spilage up as I slapped down hard on the cock spilling more of the seed. “That’s about enough wastage time to get mine in there.” The second guy cried. At first as he pushed his cock towards the hole pushing it firmly down on the monster inside me my hole refused to loose its grip. Held in place slowly though my hole was opening filling the head gape my hole wider. Gradually I felt the familiar popping from been fisted. My hole opened and with a single thrust the second cock was sliding right up along the other cock. In a cry of joy I shouted “FUCK YEAH”. And the two animals returned “take that you pig”. Followed by “where going to flood you pig with viral loads” “the guys after us are more twisted and we are breaking you in for what’s to come.” From the smaller guy behind me. Taking a strong inhale of poppers. My mind started to race and wanted to find out but at hand I could feel the change in my bowels as the two cocks shifted in me. The guy in the sling id mounted. His cock was short slow movements. Whilst the second cock was sliding further backwards and forwards. Sometimes guiding right back to the mushroom head before sailing up my chute with verocity. Each time id cried. “fuck yeah” “brutalise my cunt” or “give it to me” As the movement of the pounding I was feeling inside the sling. The sling started to rock and creak. Slowly but suredly the movement of the two cocks inside me started to change I was now sliding up and down the monster a lot further. While the second cock went from long movements to shorter. My own movement was changing I was syncing with two. Lifting my butt up further as the two cocks slid out. Whilst ramming back down both shafts hearing the sloppy sound as I hit the base of the cock’s. “Fuck” came from the third watching “this needs filming”. Heartedly I said “my phones on the floor it can record.” With that the guy bent down and got it. Handed it to me so I could open. As I opened up the camera and set the settings. I could feel myself been thrust into deeper than before. The sound from my sloppy slapping sounding hole had changed to almost a gasping slurping sound. Quickly I set it to camera recorder for the best setting and recordings. Pointed to the button to start recording and said “Start it from when you get into position and record it from any angel”. As I sailed back down the two cocks again. As I came up off the cocks the guy id given the phone to had stepped into position and pointing the camera the flash came on and shone in my face. With that the recording started. And as the shine from the flash moved out of sight and around the room. I could feel the movement again of the cocks burrowing there way up. Taking an inhale of the popper. And feeling the syncing of all three movements. The red dazz again kicked in. My body was now in shivers of joy. My cock had swollen in the leather jock busting for escape. I Cried out incognite sounds as the pig was released. I was now moving the full length of the two cocks inside me. Sometimes the shorter guys cock would slip out but on the next movement down it was back in place. Slamming into my gapping hole. Along side the monster cock. Inside my hole I started to feel a new sensation. A warmth and tingling. All the other deposits of cum had been pushed further and deeper up my innards or had dried with the friction of the two cocks pounding my hole. It was driving me wild with joy. Climatic senses triggered in my gapping hole. Deeper than before. I started to clasp both cocks as I came up the shafts. The pulsing cocks had gotten harder. “Fuck you pig” came from the shorter guy behind as all three of us as our moaning joy reached fever pitched. “this guy is going to be milking our dirty poz cocks dry of all there seed” came from the one in the sling. I could see the guy had moved back to the front capturing our facial features and movement. In that moment, I muttered some words to the affect “oh fuck” “breed this pigs neg hole” “flood my gut with your hot fucking poz loads” and as if by mental thought the guy on the camera started to move again. To film the rest from behind. As the light again disappeared the sound of the two cocks slamming in me came back. The hot warm tingle was still there but I was feeling something else. My hole was now wet again. The slamming continued and grasping both cocks as I went up I heard “Pig your going to get it” from the shorter guy followed by the one in the sling “fuck hes going to milk us dry” Up and down I bounced on those cocks my hole feeling more amazing with each stroke. “I can’t hold on any longer” “fuck” as I felt the first shot. The second guy moaned as my hole clasped tight followed by “im going to blow my toxic load”. The first of the erupting cocks was now shooting its final drops when the the second guys load started to flood my hole. “fuck” the guy shouted at the top of his lungs. “damn pig get every drop. Milk that dirty load into your neg hole”. As the first cock softened then popped from my now tightening hole. The last drops of the monster cock had come to an end. The camera man exhaled “look at that big cum filled cunt” fuck and with that I rode on the monster trying to get some of the flood cum to run out my hole. “Fuck” came a cry from the guy also in the sling. “Take it you bitch“ as again my hole got seeded. With that I slammed down on the monster to its base. And heard the squelch of my full hole. The cameraman still recording from directly behind said “Hell yeah pig” “you’ve joined the dark side tonight” and as the monster slowly softened and sat just inside my hole. My mind went to my flooded gut and the poz cum in it. The head of the monster slide out in its softened state and as it did drops of the deathly seed ran out. “that hole is now ready for the rest of the night” the cameraman said and with that I heard the recording stop. As I disembarked of the guy in the sling the shorter guy came up and whispered. ‘I hope you enjoy the gift” and in that time the guy in the sling had gotten up.out of the sling. The two left the room and the camerman handed me the camera. Without hesitating I said “your next” and proceeded to climb back into the sling. This time face down my ass spread wide over the very end. My feet dangling in the air as I turned and said again. “film your breeding” handing the camera back still set up.

He raised his eyebrows “did you just cum” I felt so stupid nodding, he grinned and put his arm round my back pulling me close to him and whispering in my ear “sweet” before he bit it “so 15 minute game son?” my body felt like jelly as if my bones had disintegrated and I leant against him “what is it?”, he held me close to him as he hailed a taxi, don’t you worry son, you’ll learn soon enough” The cab ride to his house was surreal, he did not care about the driver, and I found out on that ride that rape is not always about cock, it’s possible for a man to rape your mouth with his tongue and have you do things so fast that your mind is twenty steps behind your body. I found myself in his house, we kissed, and then he put out lines of coke on the table telling me to ‘sniff them up like a good puppy’, the coke was hitting me hard, my head muddled and then my t-shirt was off followed by my jeans, socks and boots, he grabbed me holding me against his powerful bulk as he assaulted my mouth with his tongue again as he roughly groped my hard cock and arse thru my cum soaked briefs, he pulled his mouth away from mine leaving me panting for air as he smiled ripping my briefs off me “so here is the game Robbie boy”, naively I looked round me looking for a play station or something (I know dumb) “what game?”, he grabbed my hand and rubbed it up and down what was a serious piece of meat down his trouser leg “its simple boy, you suck me, and if you make me cum within 15 minutes then I won’t beat and rape your arse till it bleeds” I groaned, the coke was fuddling in my head as I slipped onto my knees my face rubbing onto his crotch, he shoved a bottle of poppers under my nose that sent me into a spin, I still remember his words “breathe through your nose boy”, my head was spinning and them my focus came back as I watched him undo his trousers letting them fall to the floor, his cock was big, not enormous like in many stories but larger than mine, thick too, the end glistened with a glob of precum, I looked up at him as he smirked, “you can leave now or suck, 15 minutes starts at first lick”, even in my coked and poppered mind I sensed I should leave but his cock was so beautiful, I leant forward and licked the jap eye on it, he laughed sitting down pulling me with him my mouth on his cock, I looked up at him, my mouth engulfing his cock as he looked at his watch and then laid back sighing “atta boy, ticky tock the mouse ran up the clock”

Night of Sauna Conquest: Part 3 I quickly headed upstairs to check my phone and also have a smoke in the smoking area. I was feeling good and checking my adds again and found I had another four messages I replied again with where I was at and that id be here for some time. Quickly I got replies back saying they’d be not long. Feeling good I went back to the locker put my phone away and decided the spliff id gotten from a friend be a good idea. So I took it out and had that. And could feel the next buzz. I knew I had to get down stairs quick and find a place. As I got down the stairs I took the final walk way which lead into an orgy room. When I entered could see a guy in the dark corner. As I covered my head with the towel I bared m hole for all to exam. Having forgotten that I was carrying the toothbrush it dropped to near my legs and under my exposed hole. Taking a hit from the amyl. L pushed my hole back and raced myself. Soon I heard shuffling then the hands start to touch my exposed hole. A finger slid and found I was wet from the earlier load and heard some chattering. I then felt a brushy beard on my hole licking and spreading my ass to taste inside. As I moaned in pleasure he had gotten fully erect and I could feel his cocking pressing to go in. As I braced and felt the guy enter my hole I was completely consumed by the thickness of his cock had to be close to the size of a beer can. As he slowly stretched me on his cock I could feel the other load ease my passage. I was ready and started to thrust back. Slowly bit by bit my hole took more of his length. as I let out a hale as I came to the base and under the slight belly. I initially started rocking on his cock going forwards and then pushing back soon he took the movement and held me in place. Each time he pulled out could feel him thrust back into me the full length and then we got into sync. His thrusting and my ass clasping on started to push him to the brink. He stopped deep in me and my ass clasped down again. I heard him cry “take that seed you cum dump. Of fuck yeah. Oh ar argh. Woof.” Id just taken about six shots of jizz, from what I felt shoot into my hole. He pulled out and through the commotion id missed the others entering. Soon id hear some whispering but my head was covered with the towel so I couldn’t make anything out. The only distinct word that I did hear clear was NICE. Then the next guy got behind me and gave my ass a few licks to approve of the hole covered in juice. Again I heard talking “look what this pig brought into play with” I soon realised it was the toothbrush. Then I heard another voice saying “scrub that hole with it before you breed him” my ass puckered as I felt the dry harsh bristles and the edges of the brush rub my hole. From then on I felt him scrubbing my inside with the toothbrush slow for a bit then hard and fast. He’d turn it a bit then start it over and do over and over again till he’d turned it 360 degrees that should just about do it. And he ripped it out. I felt pain but I was so ready for the next cock to flood my insides wasn’t long I felt the movement and brought my hole into position. Spreading myself out his cock plunged in. I couldn’t help myself I was enjoying this treat. He pounded my hole hard and slammed his dick as hard as he could in each time. I was getting of on the abuse my hole wanted more. My hole felt so dry to me a deep burning sensation had taken the earlier slick feeling away. With each stroke I started to buck back and get in rhythm I needed the seed and as before id clasped on to the dick I was been ridden on. “oh baby fuck boy take my dirty seed’ he cried as he yelped ‘oh yeah and arghhhhhh! I was been flooded and soon felt it deep in my cunt where the burn just wasn’t going away. He slipped out his cock from my dripping hole, and bent over me and whispered to me “be proud pig that’s one great hole you have hope you enjoy my toxic seed in there” and I moaned out my approval, The next guy came up to my hole and just rubbed his cock over my arse. I could again feel something sharp but could not work out what. As it seemed to come from his cock, reaching down to find out what it was. I felt the guys size about nine inches length and nearly as thick as the cock id taken earlier. I hailed my approval of this cock and with a bit of a push back I was sliding back on his monster. The previous guy moved round to my front where I could see him. He feed me his dirty cock to clean. As I started to clean I could see streaks of red on his cock I thought my god is that blood but some how with the guy behind me driving that sharp edge into me and impaling me inside the guy was getting off and talking really dirty” fuck yeah dirty pig. Enjoy my freshly pierced cock. Enjoy that barbed pa in you Pig” I got to cleaning the cock in front of me and as it shrunk and limped from my mouth the guy bent down and asked ‘what’s your locker number I want to leave you my number’ so I quickly told him my locker number and saw him leave. I then started to focus on the cock that was intruding my hole and took a big inhale of the poppers. My head snapped round in joy as I found myself totally piggy and wanting more seed. My ass was starting its usually clasping on to the cock and I got into rhythm again and as soon as I was enjoying it the cries began. ”take that poz load you dirty pig. Fuck milk that load out. Yeah get every last drop of poz seed pig”. My ass again felt flooded and as he pulled out seed rushed out and found its way to my hanging balls. What dripped out was scoped up and pushed back into my hole. As soon as he backed away I realised that was another load down. And id have to move on. To another spot to get more there was no point in wasting time. Since I was now full of spunk. Felt just like time for a shower to wash my face and sweaty skin and to take a short break. Tonight I was going to service as many cocks as I could and as the hot water streamed down and caressed my body I found id gotten a big thick hard on. Shower done I retreated upstairs to the bar to get a drink. I grabbed another alcoholic drink and needed to pace myself I wanted this all night I was in such a good place. Heading to the locker to grab my smokes and phone I found the phone number on the piece of paper wedged in the grill and hanging there. It read. Your one good pig boy glad I got to breed you with my toxic seed. If you want more message me. Flipping the note over me saw the number. I put it in my locker for later grabbed one more enhancer and headed to the garden for the smoke. Taking a sip from the drink and taking the enhancer. I checked my messages once more, two hours in and I had four loads and the guys that messaged where due very shortly as I checked the clock. As I finished the drink and went for another smoke I was joined by another patron. He lit his cigar and just stood eyeing me. As I finished my smoke and was finished with the drink I got up and started to leave the garden. “Be seeing you soon pig, hope you like dirty old men” came the words from the guy with the cigar

Night of Sauna Conquest: Part 2 I was on my bed in the hotel cruising for bareback sex on the usual sites posting my ads up to where I’d be going and seeing who’s attention I was catching. I had my shower and got prepped for my outing to take as many loads as possible. Getting myself a drink from the mini bar in the room I took one of the first enhancers I’d be taking through the night. As I checked back in on my ads I found I had six messages over the couple of places id posted it to. I quickly replied to all the messages and sent them off saying id be heading to the sauna very shortly and would be there for a while to feel free to arrive when ever they would be able to make it. Normally I’d check out the profiles before replying but I wasn’t wasting time. I soon made my way from the hotel to the saunas some forty minutes later. My mind was a buzz of the old days at the sauna. As I got close there had been changes in the area so I still hoped the sauna was there. I found my way into the entrance of the sauna as you had to negate a walkway to the carpark to enter the sauna from the back. As I rounded and headed to the door could hear faint sounds of chatter which gave me a sign there where patrons there. I went up the flight of stairs to the entry point paid my entry got my towel and locker key and was buzzed in to the change rooms. I got out of my gear wrapped the towel around my waist and got myself settled with setting my locker so when I came back for the other enhancers they where easy to access. I then stilled myself grabbing the bottle of poppers I’d brought along to help things. I transversed from the locker room into the lounge and little bar area. And ordered myself a drink. As I sat on the stool chatting to the staff member having the alcoholic drink I was very much starting to buzz and knew I needed to get down stairs and start having fun. It wasn’t long until I got myself aquainted with the new layout of the place. Where everything was which rooms had more lighting or not. Where best to position myself for my night of debauchery. I was feeling good and thought id quickly to back and check if id been messaged back. Sure enough had six texts saying when they would be in so replied back and thought great going to get fucked and loaded tonight. I went back down stairs and found the glory holes it was a dark corner except for a bit of red light. This just felt like the perfect spot start with getting some cum. As I squatted and waited to see from which of the two rooms I was going to get cock from. Id put the poppers down and was looking for it when I stumbled on a toothbrush on the ground. I soon found my bottle and was taking a snort when I saw movement. Putting the lid on the bottle I steady myself for what was to come. My first cock of the night was average size and cut. As his cock rose to fullness in my moist mouth, I could here his moans and feel his balls tighten. I sucked on it to wet my lips with cum. As I went back and forth and him thrusting through the glory hole I knew it wasn’t long. He let out a defying moan and as his cock exploded the cry of “ugh ugh” as the last of his spoiling load came to and end. My mouth was wet and it was a good load so decide to rub some of it up against my aching hole to get it lubed and ready now that it wanted cock in it to. The rest of the spilled cum went down my throat. I had only just cleaned my hand of cum, I’d been using to lube my hole when I caught the next guy entering the room beside me. As he walked in I could see the faint outline of a tattoo just above the pubic hair but didn’t make it out what it was as he closed the door and put us both into darkness. As his cock entered the glory hole straight away could smell the staleness of cum on his cock. With another big inhale of the amyl I started to suck his cock trying to make out what the tattoo was but been cut from full sight still couldn’t see or make it out. His cock was uncut tasted manly with all that cum and what ever else was on it. As he became fully rigid in my mouth his forskin pulled right back and his helmet was down my throat oozing precum, I wasn’t putting this cock to waste down my throat so I got repositioned and allowed his hard cock to enter my cum lubed hole. As I backed down on his cock coming through the glory hole his girth was still getting bigger in my hole as I got to the end. When my ass hit the wall between us, I moved forward some and started over. This was a good feeling and soon I had the poppers to my nose for more inhaling. Pushing back to the wall and feeling the cock inside me. With one mighty slam I pushed myself right down his cock and stayed on it. Not moving from the wall as a muffled moan came through the air. Soon I could feel him thrusting into me as I stayed in position. Taking the popper and enjoying the first of many loads I hoped to get that night. As his momentum picked up gear and I could feel his cock throb I knew it was coming close to an end. I bucked down hard pushed myself harder into the gloryhole so my hole would open right up and as I did he cried “fuck take it take that load take all of it you cum pig” as his cock softened in my hole and finally came out. I thought I would try to get another look at the tattoo, so I picked up my towel and bottle of poppers put the toothbrush I had found on the floor in my towel and let myself out of the room. As I opened the door and my eyes adjusted to the red light I could see the guy that I had just gotten the load from. Giving me a wink and saying “thanks”. I looked down and saw the bio hazard tattoo. As I left the area in a buzz I strolled around to see who was around. To surprise, one of the rooms I hadn’t been able to check out on an earlier round was free. It was a sling room decked with a mirror above it so one could see what happened. My arousal grew, knowing later I would be in the sling, my ass fully loaded, only too ready to take even more. But my thoughts were focused on the bio hazard tattoo I had seen as I wondered 'Why would someone get that? '.

Always wear a jock strap, and have a blind fold handy in case I want to use a room or get in a sling

Last night the timing finally worked out for a buddy I had met on A4A. We had been chatting and texting, teasing each other for a few weeks. I was waiting face down on the bed, wearing only a black jockstrap as he asked. I heard my door open and was tempted to look up but I do love anonymous encounters. I could hear him getting undressed and then he got on the bed behind me. He immediately started eating my ass and damn was he good at it. He would lap at my hole like it was a bowl of milk and he was starving, then dip his tongue as deep as he could get it in my hole and start over. After several minutes of the best eating I've had, his mouth pulled away and I felt the blunt tip of his cock touch my hole. We'd already discussed that he's the biggest I've tried. His cock is about nine inches and beer can thick. I rarely get fucked and asked him to just try to ease the head in and let me push back as I could take it so I didn't get ripped. Oddly, he said he wanted to fuck me a little, pull out and cum on my back. Not what I wanted but okay for a first meeting. He did just as I asked. He rubbed the head around, spreading the slickness of his spit, I felt his dick pull back and more of something wet, that I realized was more spit, was dripped on my hole. He rubbed his cock around some more and pushed slightly. The head felt like a telephone pole pushing against me. I took a deep breath, relaxed and pushed back against him a little and felt the tip slide in. There wasn't any pain, surprisingly, but I felt stuffed more full than I ever have, and that was just the tip. He pulled back, spit some more and entered with just the head several more times, then followed with two or three inches of his cock which took my breath away. Still no pain but I was stretched wide open. He was jacking his cock with the few inches in me and it didn't take long before he said he was going to nut. The way he said it was like a warning in case I wanted to pull away but instead I begged, "go deep." In one motion I felt all nine inches of meat slide into me. Now there was some pain but it wasn't too bad. He lay on top of me, sort of holding me down, and thrust into my ass two or three times, hard, and stopped on an in stroke. I felt his cock swell slightly and then start jerking as he emptied his balls in me. From the spasms he seemed to cum a lot. After a few minutes, he pulled back and my stretched hole was already wanting more. After he left I video taped his cum running out of me. I swear was half a cup flowed out of my ass. Now that I know I can take his cock, he's coming back tomorrow to fuck me properly.

28 year old bottom that just moved to the DFW area, would love to meet and bond

Just because we're all twisted pigs, here's a picture of me immediately after doing my biggest-ever slam just a few hours ago.

CHAPTER 3 – JACE THE WHORE I love watching Brian plow a neg hole. He likes to get a boy on all fours, back arched—the position of total surrender. He grabs a giant handful of the boy’s musclebutt in each hand. Then, after impaling that poor unsuspecting bitch on his fat poz dick, he pulls back to expose the length of his shaft, throwing the full weight of his body into another deep thrust, his stomach and balls smacking hard against the boy’s wide-open hole. More often than not, a full thrust of Brian’s raw dick produces my favorite sound that humans can make: an involuntary primal grunt, emanating from somewhere deep in the gut, like pain and hunger at the same time. When he’s fucking a negboy, Brian pulls out every few minutes to slather more Tina-laced lube on his dick, leaving that hungry hole empty and gaping and slick with toxic precum while the boy whimpers a little louder and reaches back to spread his hole a little wider. With every dose of chems – with every shard of Tina smeared into that twitching fuckhole—the boy’s hunger keeps building, his fears and shames falling away as he gives in to a desperate, almost delirious craving. He starts mumbling incoherently, bits of pigtalk interspersed with sounds that aren’t quite words, but not quite moans either—the primal ravings of a bitch in heat. Before long, he’ll be making sharp backward hip-thrusts, impaling his chemmed-up jockhole at an increasingly rapid clip—smack, slap, slosh—as the skin on his bubble butt grows red from the pounding. If he’s like most boys, he doesn’t stop to ask questions when I put the Tina bong in front of him. By that point, he’s already tweaking on the chems in his butt, so he doesn’t put up a fight. He just wordlessly wraps his mouth around the glass stem, looking up at me with those pitch-black pupils as the bong chamber turns solid white and he eagerly fills his lungs with smoke. With every cloud billowing out of his mouth, he arches his back a little more sharply to elevate his fuckhole a little further toward the ceiling. There’s no question now: his ass is ours. In less than an hour, we’ve managed to transform a nice, upstanding kid into a helpless faggot with a Tina-fueled hunger for dick. I make sure to teach him the basic skills: how to take a nice deep hit, hold his breath for a few moments, and wrap his mouth around my cock before exhaling a thick cloud down the length of my shaft. (“Good boy,” I always say, which he usually answers with a muffled moan.) And while Brian’s cock keeps plunging its full length into that raw cumhole, I look down on our sweet, naïve, fucked-up negboy with a crooked smile of sadistic pride. But I’m getting ahead of myself. Let’s get back to Jace. * * * After getting dressed, I headed back to the pool party. Jace followed just a few steps behind like some kind of forlorn pup. When we rejoined the group near the pool, I gave Brian a little wink. He walked over to Jace, chatted briefly with him, and led him back inside. They were gone for about five minutes. When they returned, Jace looked a little more flushed than before, and Brian was grinning the cockiest of grins. “I took him to the bathroom,” he whispered in my ear. “Then I worked a nice big shard of T up inside his butt with my dick. Had to keep my hand over his mouth to keep that bitch from sobbing with pure joy.” “You breed him?” “Not yet. Gotta keep his cunt on edge, you know?” “Good thinking, babe. Now it's my turn.” I turned toward Jace, flashing him a crooked grin before walking back into the house. He followed me to the bathroom. I locked the door behind us. Almost by instinct, he simply turned around, pulled down his swimsuit, and leaned over the toilet to expose his hole. I placed my palm over his mouth and shoved my cock inside him in a single rough thrust. Tears formed at the corners of his eyes and his hole spasmed in pain, but he nodded encouragement. I began pounding his twitching cunt with my raw dick. “Brian and I are heading back home in 5 minutes,” I whispered in his ear. “Cancel your plans. Be at our door in half an hour. Got that, pig?” He nodded again. “Good. Because I know you’re hungry for seed.” I felt a cold shudder run through his body. Goosebumps formed on his back. And then I pulled out, giving his ass a hard smack. “See you soon, faggot.” * * * Almost exactly 30 minutes later, I found Jace standing anxiously at our front door. He looked directly into my eyes and managed a single word: “Please.” I nodded and gestured him inside. Five minutes later, my dick was back inside his raw fuckhole. Brian placed the glass pipe against Jace’s lips and lit the chamber. “I’ll tell you when to inhale,” he said. “You ever play with Tina?” Jace shook his head no. I grunted in appreciation—as far as I’m concerned, there’s nothing hotter than a chempig initiation—and my cock twitched as I delivered a little bump of precum into that boy's newly partied-up butt. Meanwhile, with my cock still lodged deep inside him, I grabbed my phone to call Tristan, our dealer. (I'd been sending him updates throughout the day, so he knew what we'd been up to.) Tristan and I never bothered with formalities. "Please tell me that boy came back," he said when he picked up the phone. "Please tell me you're bringing that hungry hole to me." "Oh, he’s fuckin' ready, dude. In fact, he just blew a giant cloud on Brian's cock. Want him?” "Yes. In fact, I've set aside a very nice reward for you guys. A finder's fee, you might say." “Fuck yeah, bro. We can head that way in a few. He doesn’t have any loads in him yet, so you can be the first.” "Sweet! Get here fast, fucker." And with that, Tristan hung up. I pulled my dick from Jace’s hole, eliciting a truly pathetic whimper. “Don’t you worry, pig,” I said to him. “We’re taking you to meet our friend Tristan. He’s very eager to make a little money off this chemmed-up musclebutt. You ready to be a whore, boy?” “Yes, sir.” “OK, but let's be totally clear about one thing: I didn’t say slut. What did I say?” “You said whore.” “That’s right, boy. I said whore. And by that I mean a literal whore—a trashy fuckin’ pig who eagerly spreads his hole for any dude with a fistful of cash. Got that?” He moaned and reached back to expose his butt, now leaking a steady stream of lube and precum. “That's what I like to see, boy. Now get your fuckin' clothes on.” MORE SOON...

To Sam_puppy and Npguy: don't look a gift horse in the mouth. None of us get paid to write this. We all have lives that can get busy or complex. (Often times, we have to do extensive field research for these stories...) Sometimes we write ourselves into a corner, and need to abandon the storyline. if you want a complete, edited and proofread story before all the chapters are posted, well, you will need to be very very very patient. There are a lot of stories I wish would have continued, but for whatever reason, the author has moved on, either to other stories or other things. I am just thankful my favorite authors have shared a some of their fantasies and hope every day that they come back written something new to share. From my own perspective, complaining is the best way extinguish what little motivation I have to write after a long day. Before you complain again, try writing one yourself.

I would love to find a Tristian to keep me tied, slamed, and whored out

Thanks, guys! Glad you're liking it. I'm working on the next chapter -- hope to have it up this weekend. In the meantime, here are a few pictures I'm using as inspiration for various characters... DALTON TOM (the narrator) JESSE (Dalton's pozzed-up buddy from school) TRISTAN (the dealer) WILL, Tristan's latest in-house chemwhore, tied up and slammed up and pimped out for whatever cock will pay for the privilege of breeding him

Most gays with hiv who catch hep c will have strain 1 or 4 which is difficult to treat. Using the current standard treatment of interferon and ribavirin, one needs 48 weeks treatment and less than 50% success for strain 1 and 4. Using the newly approved sofosbuvir and ribavirin, one needs 24 weeks treatment and success rate according to studies is near 80% for strain 1 and 4. Side-effects with sofosbuvir is easier but still can be drastic (see my starting thread). Interferon cost ~$9,000 for 24 weeks. Sofosbuvir costs ~$90,000 for 24 weeks..!! There are already groups protesting this to Gilead, the pharma. Other effective meds also becoming available and also very expensive. Bearbandit rightly quoted studies showing hep c for non IV drug users is mainly thro rough sex such as fisting. But virus has been shown to remain detected in blood outside the body for many weeks....I am thinking toys, towels, saunas... BTW, even if treatment is successful, you can catch the same or other strains again. Also your HEP C antibody + status remains even with successful treatment.....thinking about employment and insurance matters. NO vaccine for hep c. Vaccine for hep a last ~10years and needs be repeated. Vaccine for hep b, you need to do a blood test 1 month after vaccine to be sure you have immunity(most physicians not aware of this and do not offer!! ) , otherwise need more jabs. Excellent info at thebody.com: http://www.thebody.com/content/6050/hepatitis-c.html I am glad there is so much interests in this topic. Like I said I started this thread to highlight there is more than hiv when you bb. Make the right choice, decide yourself what risk you are prepared to take. Having completed sofosbuvir and ribavirin, I am feeling back to normal horny self again....hic! No regrets all the fab fun and men in the past, just wish we can sort out all these sti's.

PART 4 Coach Pitt slowly began pulling his cock out of my sloppy hole, and I whimpered. He smiled and kissed me again. “Don’t worry, sweet boy,” he said. “Your hole won’t be empty for long.” In fact, it wasn’t empty for more than five seconds. Coach Strickland pushed his fat dick into me right away, and I could feel the warmth and wetness of Coach Pitt’s seed getting worked even deeper inside my slammed-up hole. “Pitt and I met at a wrestling conference a few years back,” Strickland explained, sweat dripping down his forehead as he thrust his dick deep. “We’d both responded to a Craigslist ad posted by some college slut. This kid wanted neg tops to breed him, so I showed up to give the little fucker a surprise. Anyway, when Pitt shot his load inside this kid’s fuckhole, I caught Pitt’s eye and he winked at me. Flashed that devil-smile of his. That’s when I knew he was doing the exact same thing I was doing—stealth-pozzing the negboy. A few months later, he got me a job here at the high school, and we’ve been slowly converting our favorite wrestlers into poz chemsluts ever since.” His thrusts were faster now. His breath grew ragged. His eyes were solid black, staring me down as he grinned like a fucking demon. “And now,” he said, “You know what’s gonna happen?” “You’re gonna breed me. Please breed me, Coach.” “Fuck yeah, Lance. I’m gonna give you a big dose of my poz seed. You. Fucking. Slammed. Up. PIG.” His whole body shook as he pushed even deeper than before, and his stomach muscles flexed as his dick sprayed volleys of toxic jizz into my hungry fuckhole. By then, I could see that the playroom was getting crowded, and I recognized everyone: guys who’d graduated in the last year or two or three, most of them wrestling at the local university now. They were watching Strickland breed me, stroking their dicks, helping each other get slammed up, and staring me down with that same demonic intensity. Tom Goldsmith—last year’s captain, the guy from the homemade video I'd seen in Pitt's office—was the first to get his poz cock up in me, and by that point I was spreading my jockbutt and begging for his dirty cum. I took a load from every poz jockpig in the room. Then Coach Pitt unstrapped me from the harness, helped me down, and turned to address the roomful of guys. “I’m gonna take a few minutes alone with this boy,” he said. “You’re all welcome to stick around and pig out. Help yourself to more rigs over there on the desk if you want.” He walked me upstairs, leading me to his bedroom. He closed the door. Then he drew me close to him, pressed his chest against mine, and said: “I’m so proud of you, Lance.” He kissed me, a wet, hungry kiss, while his fingers slowly massaged my cummy hole. “I just wanted a few minutes alone with you. And you know what, pigboy?” “What?” “I think it might be time for another slam.” I nodded eagerly, and he smiled. “Good boy,” he said. He gestured for me to climb onto the bed. He positioned me on my back, spreading my legs. Then, keeping his eyes locked on mine, he pushed his cock into my sloppy cumhole. With his dick buried inside me, he proceeded with the slams. I watched in fascination as he wrapped a rubber strap around his arm, as the needle slid into his vein, as blood filled the syringe, and as he plunged the Tina into his bloodstream. He groaned, and his cock grew even harder in my fuckhole. Then his eyes took on an evil glint as he turned his attention to me. “Want some more Tina flowing through you, boy?” “Fuck yeah. Slam me up. Please.” “You got it, pig.” The needle was in my vein within seconds. Then he pushed down on the syringe and delivered the chemical payload I was craving. I coughed, but a little less this time. I felt the drug race to my brain, my heart, my dick. Then my hole began involuntarily milking the raw cock lodged deep within me. Coach laughed. “There you go, slampig,” he said. I kept milking him as he closed his eyes and began thrusting deep. Then he leaned in for another kiss. “I want you to be my boy,” he said. “You’re somethin’ else, Lance. You’re just a natural fuckin’ pig. And my cock belongs in this sweet boyhole.” He reached down to feel my own throbbing cock, which had remained hard all night. “And look at this, you hot little fucker,” he said. “This fat dick of yours? It’ll be perfect bait to get hot neg jockboys—boys just like you—into our sling.” He kissed me again. “You’re fucking perfect. So whaddaya say? Be my fuckin’ boy?” I flashed a giant smile as he barebacked my hole. “I feel so lucky,” I said. “I’ve jacked off so many times thinking about your cock—what it might look like, how it might feel in my hand. And now your giant raw dick is buried inside me. It’s unbelievable. And fuck yeah, I want to be yours.” “Mine?” “All yours.” With that, I felt his dick spasm inside me. Another intense kiss. Then he just looked at me, his cock still twitching as it continued to impregnate my wrecked boyhole. “Fuck, Lance,” he said. “I love shooting my poz cum in you.” Later, when we made our way back to the playroom, I did another slam and took another round of loads. That was incredibly hot, but it wasn’t my favorite part. My favorite part was this: being alone with Coach Pitt in his bedroom, feeling his powerful arms wrapped around me, my head nuzzling the hair on his muscular chest, while his dick slowly worked that second load of his poz cum into my knocked-up hole. And then hearing him whisper in my ear: “Mine.” THE END

PART III I stared at Coach Pitt’s cock. It twitched every few seconds, a steady stream of precum sliding into the ridges of his furry abs. He saw me staring and grinned. “You like my dick, boy?” I nodded eagerly, and my own cock twitched. He grabbed my fat piece of meat and whistled. “Goddamn, Lance—you’ve got a pretty hot cock yourself.” He kissed me again, then looked me square in the eyes. “Now, listen: I promised Coach Strickland that he could watch me destroy your virginity. But before that happens, I’d really like to see you worship my cock. You wanna worship Coach’s cock?” “Fuck yeah, Coach.” “Then get on your knees, boy.” I knelt down in front of him, inhaling the scent of his fur and his precum and his sweaty crotch. I’d only sucked a few cocks before, and hadn’t really gotten the hang of it. But I’d never touched a cock like this. As I stared at the veiny shaft glistening with precum, my hunger for Coach’s dick activated instincts I didn't know were there. I wrapped my mouth eagerly around his mushroom head and began sucking on it like his seed was the only thing keeping me alive—first swallowing a few inches, then slowly engulfing more and more of it in my mouth. I wanted to please and worship this man more than anything else in the world. “Good boy,” he growled. “That’s a very, very good boy. You know, Lance, I suspected you were probably a hungry little fag, but I had no idea what a natural pig I had on my hands. I can already tell that you’re gonna make me so proud.” I murmured with pleasure as I kept creeping my lips down the length of his cock. He moaned, and I tasted his DNA as it dripped steadily down the back of my throat. “Turn around,” he said. “I wanna munch on that sweet little jockbutt.” I spun around for him. He gently pushed down on the small of my back so that my spine arched, then he positioned my legs to expose my hole even more. “Spread it, pig,” he said, and I reached back and spread my hungry butt. “Just like that. I like to see you just totally open and vulnerable. Submissive. Proud of your role as a chemmed-up cumhole.” With that, he dove right into my wide-open butt. I gasped as he buried his face in me, and I could hear him growl and snort as he spit and chewed and tongued my tight hole. I whimpered. Then he pulled me upright, turned my head to the side, and kissed me. “Your hole tastes fuckin’ awesome,” he said to me. “When I’m fucking you, I’ll pull out from time to time and shove my cock down your throat. That way you can taste your hot little boybutt all over my raw dick. Got it?” I nodded, and he kissed me a little more. His mouth was full of the same spit that was dripping out of my fuckhole and down my leg. Then he stood up. “OK, boy,” he said with a grin. “It’s time to head to my place and get you knocked up.” He pulled me to my feet and threw me a warm-up jersey. “Just put that on. No underwear. I want you to be naked as soon as possible once we’re inside my house.” Meanwhile, he threw on a pair of sweats and a hoodie, zipping it up to cover his hairy chest and abs. His hard cock formed a huge tent in his sweats, pulling the elastic band low enough that I could see his pubic hair. As we drove back to his place, he took out his phone and dialed Coach Strickland. “Hey, bud,” he said. “I’ve got the boy with me. We’ll be there in 10 minutes. You wanna get those hits ready? Oh, and by the way—Lance has something to tell you.” He handed the phone to me. “Tell him, Lance. Tell him what you want tonight.” “Hey,” I said. Strickland replied, “Hey, buddy. You got something to tell me?” I hesitated just for a moment, then plunged right in: “I wanna get fucked. I want your raw dick in my hole. I need it. So bad.” “Woof. That’s fuckin’ hot, boy. You gonna make me pull out?” “Fuck no, Coach. Cum in my butt. Please.” “Holy shit, dude. You’re such a fuckin’ good boy.” Here I paused again. I looked over at Coach Pitt, who gave me a little nod. Then I turned back to the phone and said, very quietly, “And one more thing. I want your poz cum.” A long pause. Then Strickland said: “What was that? I didn’t quite hear you, boy.” Another pause. Then I heard myself say, clearly and confidently, “I said I want you to bareback my hungry hole full of poz cum.” Strickland let out a little whoop. “Fuck yeah, you hot little pig! You wanna get inducted into the brotherhood? Wanna get converted?” “Yes please, Coach.” “Good fucking BOY,” he replied, and whooped again. Coach Pitt motioned for me to hand back the phone. “I told you this boy had potential,” he said to Strickland. “But I had no idea just how much. See you in a few.” When we pulled into the garage and closed the door, Strickland walked out to meet us wearing nothing but a pair of gym shorts. I could see the outline of his giant cock through the mesh fabric. His chest and abs were covered with a thin layer of blond fur. I stared at his dick. “Hey, little buddy,” said Strickland. “Get down on your knees and suck my dick.” I obeyed. Kneeling before this studly fucker, I greedily swallowed the giant head of his dick. He grabbed my hair and began easing more and more of his cock into my mouth. “Fuck, dude,” he said. “This fag is a natural cocksucker.” “I know,” said Coach Pitt. “I can’t wait to see how he reacts to a big raw dick in his butt.” With that, Strickland pulled me off his cock and yanked me to my feet. “C’mon inside, boy,” he said. “I’ve prepared a very special surprise for you. You’re gonna fuckin’ love it.” I followed him inside, then downstairs to a dark room that smelled like sweat and piss. Sex toys were everywhere. A sling was in the corner. And on a table near the doorway, I saw three syringes laid out in a row. “Get up in the sling,” said Strickland. “Coach Pitt will secure your hands and feet.” I did as I was told. Taking off the warm-up jersey, I climbed into the sling and put my legs into the stirrups. Coach Pitt winked at me as he secured my hands and feet. Then he grabbed a piece of rubber and tied it around my arm. “Listen, boy,” he said. “This is gonna be really intense, but just trust me. Just go with it. Coach Strickland prepared a big slam for you. That means he’s put drugs into a syringe, and we’re gonna inject it right into your bloodstream. You’ll feel an incredibly intense rush, then you’ll just want dick in your hole. Raw dick. Our dicks. And everyone else’s dicks, too.” “We’re filming this, by the way,” said Strickland, pointing to a camera in the corner. “We want to document your initiation. I don’t care if that makes you uncomfortable. Frankly, in just a few minutes, you won’t care either.” I watched as Coach Pitt secured a rubber strap to his own bicep. Then Strickland handed him a syringe and swabbed my arm with an alcohol pad. “Coach Pitt is gonna do his slam at the same time as you,” Strickland said to me. “That way he can talk you through the initial rush. I’ll slam second. And then, little buddy, we’re both gonna get you fuckin’ pregnant.” He removed the orange cap from the syringe, tapping it to remove any air bubbles. He found a good vein and inserted the needle. He looked back at Coach Pitt, who was doing the same. “Just tell me when you’re ready, Pitt,” he said. I watched as Strickland pulled the plunger back from my syringe, and it turned deep red. “I’ve got a register,” said Coach Pitt. “Fuckin’ do it.” And with that, Strickland undid the rubber strap from my bicep and began pushing down on the plunger. I watched the red liquid disappear into my vein, then felt a scratching at the back of my throat. I coughed violently as a rush of blood and chemicals went to my head. My heart began beating in double time. “Hold your arm up, boy,” said Strickland, showing me how to keep a finger over the entry point. I heard Coach Pitt exhale loudly, growl, and say “Fuck yeah” under his breath. Strickland went off to do his own slam, and Coach Pitt approached me, his giant dick bobbing in front of him, rock-hard. He, too, had his arm in the air, and his eyes were full of crazy, devilish intensity. Meanwhile, I was a little panicked. The rush was more intense than anything I’d ever felt. I couldn’t even begin to process what I was feeling. “It’s OK, boy,” said Coach Pitt, gently. “Just go with it. We gave you a REALLY big hit. Does this make you feel any better?” He ran his hands across my chest, tweaking my nips, then slowly moved his fingers down to my stomach. “Or this?” He inserted two fingers in my hole, and my eyes immediately rolled back in my head. Coach Pitt laughed. “Fuck yeah, boy,” he said. “This sweet little fuckhole’s all slammed up, and it’s ready to get fuckin’ pozzed. You want my dick, boy?” “Fuck yeah,” I said, completely blown away by the intense sensation of his fingers in my hole—it was like his fingers were everywhere on my body at once. In fact, my body felt like nothing but a hole. And all I could think was that I needed Coach’s big dick inside me, I needed his sweet fuckin’ seed, I needed his virus, I needed him to mark me, own me, use me, wreck me. “Here you go, pig,” he said, resting the head of his dick against my fuckhole. “Strickland and I are gonna fuck you raw. We’re gonna breed you full of our poz seed. Then we’ll have some buddies come over to work all that cum up inside you, blasting you full of more virus. We’ll do everything we can to get you fuckin’ converted, I promise you.” That’s when he inserted the head of his cock inside my hole. My ass radiated with hunger. My mouth dropped open and my eyes fluttered. Coach Pitt grinned his evil grin. “Want more?” I nodded emphatically. Then I felt him pushing his massive raw shaft inside me, about a half-inch, then pausing, then a half-inch more. “Goddamn,” he said. “I tell ya, Strickland, there’s nothing hotter than fucking a virgin hole that’s just been slammed for the first time. It’s this combination of crazy tightness and insane hunger. His hole is grabbing onto my cock, doing its best to devour it, and his little cunt muscles are trying to catch up. You OK, boy? You want more dick?” By this point, I was grinning stupidly as he slowly impaled me on his raw shaft. I didn’t need to answer. He could see the complete bliss on my face. My wrestling coach, my dream man, was slowly filling my hole with his dick. Surrendering to his cock, feeling him invade me and claim me, I’d found my purpose, or at least part of it. My purpose was to serve and worship men like Coach Pitt, offering my raw hole for them to pound and breed. “I’m not gonna last long,” Coach Pitt said. “This hole is fuckin’ incredible. Boy, you’re gonna get so much cum tonight—you have no idea. How’s that slam feeling?” “I didn’t think it was possible to feel this good,” I said, still grinning from the sensation of being filled by this stud’s giant dick. “I didn’t think I would ever get to see your cock, let alone feel it push inside my fuckhole.” With that, Coach pushed the rest of the way into me, his heavy balls resting against my asscrack. I looked up at him, my vision blurred by the waves of pleasure running up and down my entire body. No rubbers, no barriers—just the skin of his fat mushroom head rubbing against the skin of my hungry virgin hole. “You want my cum, don’t you?” he said, starting to thrust his dick into my jockbutt. “I so fucking want it,” I replied. He smiled. “I’m so glad I get to poz you, Lance. I’m so glad I’m the one who gets to flood your virgin hole with my virus. I’m gonna mark you. You’re gonna be mine. You wanna be mine?” “Yes, Coach,” I said. “Make me yours. All yours. Please. Poz me. Infect me. Give me your virus. Work my slammed-up hole with your raw dick until you pump a load deep. Please.” “I like to hear you beg, boy.” I heard his breath grow shallow. His thrusts went a little deeper. He was close to shooting. “I like to hear you beg for my toxic load. I fuckin’ love it. Sweet little jockboy like you with a hungry bubble butt. You want a poz load, boy?” “Fuck yeah. Poz me. Please.” “Here it comes, you little fucker. You little neg bitchboy. I’m about to blast you full of my fuckin’ poison. Fuckin’ A, Lance—sweet hungry tight virgin fuckhole. Fuck! You know what I’m doing right now, you hot little faggot? I’m. Stealing. Your. Fucking. Boyhood. Fuuuuuuck!” With that, he thrust deep, his whole body convulsing as poz cum pulsed out of his raw dick. Then another pulse. Then another. I felt a wetness and warmth began to flood my guts as Coach’s cock unleashed a ******* of infected seed into my defenseless body. Finally, after the eighth or ninth pulse, he came to a stop. His dick was still hard, still lodged in my cumhole. He looked me in the eye, grinned a huge grin, and said with a growl: “Welcome to the fuckin’ brotherhood, baby boy.” MORE SOON…

I rolled my head back. Derek's tongue was now replaced with his fingers and he called "Fred, come look at this beautiful hole". Fred shucked off his dressing gown and swigging a coke to chase his E and kamagra, placed a knee on either side of my head and bent his hard cock down for me to deep-throat. "Show me that hole babe" he said bending his tanned lean body over mine and pulling my legs in the air. My body was on fire, the E coursing through me, making me buoyant. I was worshipping Fred beautiful meat, tonguing back the foreskin to the shiny purple head, swallowing deeper and angling my head for the deepest face-fuck. I bucked my waist up for better inspection by the two of them. Derek's hands were spreading my cheeks now, while Fred started to spit on my hole and use his thumbs to rub it in either side. He started to flick my pink ass with his index finger and then leaned back and got some lube. He came back with a shot of lube in his hand and began to work it into me. "How's that feel?" "Ok I guess. a bit odd though - you fingernails are a bit rough" I remarked with the brashness of my cocaine leaving diplomacy in the gutter. "Would you like something softer in there?" Fred asked. I felt the press of Derek's cock near my hole - I had only barebacked twice at this stage and once cause a guy snuck off the condom halfway through, but the touch of Derek's cock felt magical - like a charger I had to plug in or a body part I was having phantom pains for - I needed it in me, my whole ass-passage was convulsing in tingling waves of sensation - how good would it be to have a slippy-hard-cock jack into me - I had to have it. "You guys are negative right?" The two looked at eachother "last time we checked, which was about ..a year ago?" Fred said, 'to be honest we don't know, or care really, I guess we'll get it eventually". I felt Derek run his cockhead slipping up against my pucker, flattening his cock to his belly and grinding against my hole. Fred stuck a finger in my mouth, "taste that", it was the taste of my hole, "and that" it was precum - Fred's or Derek's I wasn't sure. Next Fred was holding some poppers under my nose, I sat up a little and sniffed them deep. I knew I would have to have them inside me, that this was what people were on about when they raved about bareback sex, the pure animal joy of fucking and mingling your self with another person - the ultimate letting go. "Go for it Derek" He lubed his cock one more time, then started slipping it in. I pulled Fred's hairy ass down onto my face and tongued his hairy sweaty ass-hole as my ass sent information straight to my pleasure circuits - I was on overload. Derek, the random guy from an hour ago was pumping my ass getting his fucktool right up my sphincter and now was shoving it further to stretch out my rectum, it felt fucking insane. It felt right. He started to build up a rhythm and I bucked by pelvis into him "C'mon" I shouted, "fuck me!" Derek pumped away at me, we got into a great fucking rhythm and then after no time (though with the E it was probably a while) he asked me to turn over onto my knees. I did so and he grabbed me by my jockstrap. "You ready for me, you dirty little whore?", and shoved back into me again. Fred fed me his rockhard meat and started slapping me around the face with it "you want my cock boy?" You're just a fucking chemslut aren't ya?" "Wanna get fucked up on anything we have yeah?" "What's that?" he asked. "Oh yeah" I answered, getting back into the rhythm with Derek "fuck my ass Derek, oh yeah Fred feed this chemslut" Fred chuckled and went over to the stash. He measured out a cap full of G. At this stage Derek's cock felt like an intrinsic part of my body, like it was only complete with it and as it shoved its way rubbing my prostate, all the electricity and zinging nerve endings were sending pleasure direct to my primitive brain - oh yeah I was fucking flying on that E and loving every second of it. I craved Derek's cock in me. Fred mixed up three doses of G - a little less for me, cause again I'd never tried it before. I pulled off of Derek for a breather and Fred said "this makes you fucked up and horny - perfect for me fucking you". We then did another pill, then Fred said "I'm gonna give you something very special chemslut!" He got behind me, slapped my ass, I groaned in pleasure. "Oh you like that?", he spanked me again, and again until he was whacking my red ass cheeks "oh fuck yeah - smack my ass" My ass was red and tingling as Fred positioned his cock in front of my pucker. "I'm gonna give you something good". He motioned as Derek came over with the stash - he spooned out a generous amount of cocaine onto his cock-head and said "open wide slut, you're going to enjoy this" and fucked the coke into me. The next few hours were a drug hazed blur. I remember coming up again on the G (it was like being drunk really really quick) and then with the E as the coke invaded my bowels and made me numb-er but tinglier and frantic for cock. At one point shortly after being spit-roasted by Derek and Fred, I got them to quickly swap positions and sucked all the remaining coke and ass juice off Fred's cock. I turned into a bit of a director while high, and got the guys to eat my ass deep and then immediately kiss me. I was getting so turned on by my own flavour. I turned into a bit of a rimming machine too and whoever wasn't fucking me was being deep tongued by me - they never got rimmed so deep they told me. I was chewing and nibbling and jaw fucking and nose diving and they were slick from the top of their crack to their taint as I opened them up. "Can you put that fucking giant to use?" Derek asked after one long rim bout. We had all popped another pill. I was getting fucked by Fred from behind, while holding Derek's ass up while he rested his neck and shoulders on the the bed. I lowered his back down onto the bed, my cock lubed and pulsing from my jacking it while I rimmed, "Oh yeah" I said. "You ready?" "Wait!" Derek said and grabbed a bottle of poppers, then scooted over to the edge of the bed so it wouldn't make Fred's fucking harder. After the poppers went round, he flipped his legs back again, exposing his beautiful brown hole. I rubbed my cock head up and down his slick lovechannel, "You ready?" "Yeah" I shoved it in, (when I top I have to be rough, cause the head is too big to ease it in - I kinda have to ask forgiveness rather than permission - if that makes sense?). Derek's eyes went wide, "Sorry dude, you knew it was big, want me to stop?" I asked not really caring, cause I was in control of the situation, I could feel his bowels adapt to my cockhead "no, no you're fine, it's just, it's - damn that's big" Fred was watching all this while holding his cock still inside me. I slowed down the rhythm I was building just slightly "Guys - I just want to say, thanks for your hospitality, it's not every guy who'll take some randomer in off the street and give him the fuck of his life!" The others smirked - it was the coke or the E talking, but everyone was having an amazing fuck. This couple had shared their intimacy with me and we were swimming on chem loved up-ness. "No problem lad, you're one crazy fucker and I'm so glad to have met ya", Fred replied over my shoulder. All my weird doubts about being too naive about the drugs melted away - these guys were horny hot drug gurus here to fuck me to fucking transcendental state. I built up the tempo, I got Derek to raise his ass so that I was pressing down into him like press ups, meanwhile Fred stood very still above me - we all got close and squirmy and cocks seemed to mingle, I built up the tempo again - "come on!" Fred's fuckstick was pounding my ass as I took whatever opportunities in the rhythm to grind into Derek's pulsing asslips as he angled his ass diagonal and to side for a great sloppy deep fuck. Derek needed to change position to one that needed me to stay as still as possible, but eventually I had to pull out. Those daisy chain fucks are good in porn but always a little awkward in real life. Derek sucked his juices off my cock, and then scooted himself down underneath me. He held his kamagra enhanced weapon up and Fred rearanged a double fuck - Derek in first from below, and then Fred starting to push in. I stopped them and went for the poppers - immediately feeling sorry about my callousness toward Derek's hole - this was another first and I told them straight out "be gentle guys, I've never DP'd before". Derek was nestled deep in my guts when (post a lot of poppers) Fred made a push again to come in too. "Oh fuuuuuuck" I said feeling my hole stretch painfully, this can't be good! Then, "Jesus, it feels so full", then "oh fuck yeah, move it a little more slowly, just till I get used to it", then "hnnnnghhh - it's good and mad at the same time - fuck yeah.... oooh.. ahh... ow ow" (I was such a fuckin motor mouth cause of the coke!). Fred got his Iphone and started taking videos and showing me which probably kept me going a lot longer cause it was so horny to watch replays of the cockfest tear up my hole. "Ok that's about as much as I can take two at a time" I said, sliding Fred out, then bending around and down to suck my ass juices off of him. We disentangled, and Derek (who was a bit of a coke-fiend) got up and divvied up another line each. I asked that I snort my line off Derek's asshole, so he lies on his back, pulls his knees to his ears and I snort it off his pucker. I lick my finger to get the crumbs and rub them around his brown bud with Derek grunting appreciatively. "Ok guys, I want one last scene, Derek, turn over onto you knees, Fred get on top of him and both present your arses to me" With a little maneuvering they got in position. "Ok boys I wanna be like Brad McGuire" I got deep into rimming them one after the other. Tongue-fucking their holes till they were wet and open for my cock. I started fucking Derek again, we were all up on that last E and I was still hard thanks to the kamagra. I got Fred to almost stand on all fours above Derek so I could lap his hairy hole with force while I skewered Derek (who was fucking loving it showing his piggy side, groaning "pound my hole, aw yeah"). While doing that I was slavering and rasping Fred's man-clit eating that top ass into submission. He was shoving back into me again and slipping some fingers in beside my tongue, then my thumb, I knew he could take me. I got him down on his knees again, just above Derek and pulled my ass-slick pole out of Derek's quivering cunt (I could hear some disappointment in Derek's breathing - "wait there" I said as I hooked and slotted Fred's cock into Derek's fuckhole. The two were chuckling a little as my coked-up porn director positioned everyone and kneeling on the edge of the bed I rubbed my greasy sweaty cock on Fred's hole - "C'mon Fred, you know you want it!" throwing out that totally unapologetic cliché, "don't pass on the chance to get this big boy inside of you". He retorted, "that's what I'm afraid of man! It's very fucking big!" I ground against his hole, my slobber lubing the motion up and around, and poking just a tad and then up and around again. Sweat-slick from the E and all the fucking, I leant my chest against his back, teasing his hole with my cock, while licking his ear, growling You didn't take me for a top did ya?" "MM fuck yeah" he groaned and as I worked a bit more of it in. Derek had passed up the poppers and we were both sniffing long and deep. "Annnd there we are" I said as I slid my cock into the head and little more "feels great yeah?" The poppers had done their job. "So fucking big... but yeah just go slow!" I went semi slow.. Working all my cock in and building a rhythm took a little while, but Derek moved out from under us and in front of us so we could both chew his ass while we fucked, which kept me hard. Fred then surprised me on the next bout of poppers when his ass was finally used to me, and started grinding his hole onto my fuckstick. "Ah yeah fuck me hard" and I did.... And Derek muffled him soon after with his cock, and we kept on fucking for another couple of hours. Unfortunately the guys weren't able to come on E, but I was and I shot my load deep in Derek. I ended up going out to that house another three times - each other time with a third guy there and the last with two extra guys but they'll have to wait for another time. I hope you enjoyed this. Cheers.

Nice Id like to get involved im 25 poz im verse love to fuck and be fucked with no mercy, piercings are a plus and so are smokers and watersports.

I LUV me a good cocksucking headgiver that knows his occupation! Sometimes a top just wants to be lazy. Sittin back on the couch or bed. Spreading his thighs and allowing some cum hungry, greedy slutboy to crawl up and nurse on dick. If I get sukked off, I can be edged for 40 minutes or so. and when Im ready, I grab their head and say "just suck hard" and I guide their mouth exactly how and where I want it until I nut. Good head is really hard to find.

Another part of the story. NOT MINE. Enjoy. Drugged and Forced to be a Male Prostitute (Part 3) “OK boys, Tyler has your work assignments for the night. Remember, cash up front and we know how much you will be getting for each of your John’s.” The boys left the room leaving Kyle on his knees in front of Rickey. “We need to get you ready for the party tomorrow night. Your ass will bring a nice price with you being fresh meat.” Tyler came up stairs after giving the working boys their assignments for the night. They then took Kyle into one of the bedroom that they used as their party room. This room was well equipped with a couple slings and a fuck bench. Along one wall were a number of dildos of various shapes and sizes and an assortment of butt plugs. The opposite wall had ropes, chains and other restraints some of which Kyle had never seen before. There were a couple of flat panel TV’s hanging in two of the corner’s of the room playing bareback porn. They put Kyle in the sling and placed his wrists and ankles in restraints. He had a perfect view of the TV’s from where he lay. Rickey told him, “You’ll spend the rest of the night here watching porn. The hunger to be fucked will grow in side you all night until you beg to be fucked. Then you will be left here long after that point to think about your purpose here and how you will serve us.” Kyle was given a small slam. Kyle felt a hunger and a need to be fucked at any end. All he knew was that he needed cock in side him as he watches the porn on the screen. He noticed that the guys getting fucked in the porn looked familiar. Then he recognized them as Jim, Bob and David. Every hour either Rickey or Tyler came into the room and gave Kyle some G laced water to drink and a small slam to keep the hunger of being fucked within him. After almost 6 hours of mini-slams and G Kyle was begging to be fucked. When the roommates came in to give Kyle his next “dose” they knew he was almost theirs. They ignored him as he drank down the water and took his slam without protest. After the roommates left the teen Rickey commented, “It won’t be long until he is hooked on meth.” Tyler added, “Yeah, and raw cock and cum.” The roommate continued to give Kyle the same doses over the entire night and as daylight began to fill the apartment they entered the room to find a docile boy ready to submit. Kyle pleaded, “Please, I need to be fucked. I can’t take it any more. I need cock in me. I need to suck cock.” Rickey asked, “Kyle are you ready to go to work for us?” Kyle didn’t even hesitate, “Yes sir, I will work for you as long as I get fucked right now.” Tyler said, “Very well then.” Rickey pulled a very large dildo off the wall, “If you can take this down to the base we will let you out of the sling to rest up for tonight’s festivities.” The dildo was a horse cock dildo, 13” long and 8” around. “Please give it to me.” Rickey and Tyler began to apply generous amounts of Crisco to the dildo and Kyle’s ass. Tyler commented on how loose Kyle’s hole felt and that this might not be much of a challenge. The tip slipped in easily, but then they had some resistance as the dildo began to slide in side Kyle’s hole. Rickey and Tyler were experienced enough to manage this resistance and put a bottle of poppers beneath Kyle’s nose telling him to breath in deep. As the poppers took effect the resistance faded and before they knew it, half of it was in side the teen. Now they had the internal ring to negotiate. Again they gave Kyle the poppers as the dildo was turned and wiggled past the internal ring. It took some doing but it finally “popped” through and after a good 45 minutes of work the dildo was down to the base. The roommates fucked the teen with this dildo for a good 10 minutes insuring that his in sides were opening up. Rickey praised his new working boy, “Very good Kyle. Now you’re ready for a fist.” In his drugged up hazed he was a little perplexed. He thought to himself, ‘A fist? Why the hell would anyone want a fist put into their ass?’ Before he knew what was happening the dildo was quickly pulled from his hole. He felt so empty, still having a need to be filled. Tyler began to finger Kyle’s loose and sloppy hole. And before Kyle knew what was going on, he had Tyler’s fist inside his rectum. He felt full again, but he had no clue as to how full he’d get as Tyler began to work his fist deeper in side his hole. Kyle had no view to see what was going on until he realized that the activities were on the TV screen above them. He watched with disbelief as Tyler’s forearm sunk into him down to the elbow. Rickey let Kyle know, “We’ve always needed a special boy for some of our special clients. I think you will work out well.” Kyle leaned his head back and enjoyed the fisting he was getting. Then Tyler pulled his fist from Kyle’s hole and his restraints were untied from the chains. They took Kyle to an open space on the floor and attached his ankles and wrists together. His ankles were attached to the floor and his wrists were attached to a rope suspended from a beam over head. His arms were stretched up over his head. What Kyle didn’t know was that as Tyler fisted him he also administered a generous booty bump that would make his ass even more hungry for cock. Rickey then asked, “How badly do you want to be fucked?” “Please, I need to be fucked.” “What will you do to get cock in you boy?” “I’ll do any thing you want me to do, please fuck me!” “Gag him Ty.” Tyler placed a ball gag in Kyle’s mouth as Rickey pulled a paddle off the wall. He then began to smack Kyle in the ass over and over again as he hung there. “Remember boy, you said you would do anything, and this is what we need a boy who we can pimp out to out leather clientele.” Kyle took a good smacking for nearly 15 minutes. He wasn’t able to stand up as he was hanging by his wrists. After a few more minute of smacking his ass, they knew Kyle had had enough. They lowered him down and moved him over to the fuck bench where they each fucked another load into his well stretched ass. Tyler said, “Let’s go boy, we need to get you cleaned up and let you rest up before tonight’s events” as they led Kyle to the shower up stairs. It wasn’t a regular tub style shower. It looked more like the kind you’d find in a looker room with a couple shower heads along one wall. Rickey told Kyle to get on his knees and open his mouth. He then placed his soft dick in Kyle’s mouth. Kyle thought he was going to suck Rickey’s cock when Rickey told him, “Don’t think about sucking my cock. I am going to give you something to drink.” Rickey then began to piss into Kyle’s open mouth, “Do the best you can to swallow as much of my piss. It is an honor to get to drink a guy’s piss.” Kyle did his best, although some spilled out of his mouth, he drank most of it down. Then Tyler stepped up and placed his soft cock in Kyle’s mouth and gave him his piss. Kyle did better with Tyler’s piss then he did with Rickey’s. “Hey Rick, he’s a fast learner.” “He sure is. Now let’s get him cleaned up and fed so he can rest up for tonight.” They then had Kyle shower off and helped him with a shower shot to douche out his stretched out hole. They then gave escorted him down stairs and fed him. Kyle was still horny, but as least he as fed and cleaned up. They all sat down in the living room to watch some TV. As the T and G in Kyle system wore off he fell asleep and slept all afternoon. When he woke it was starting to get dark out. The working boy’s were back and they nudged Kyle to get up and ready for the guests. The 4 hustlers headed up stairs. They all stripped down and went into the play room where Rickey and Tyler were waiting. Each one was given a couple pills, one was am ecstasy and there were a couple Cialis to keep the boys rock hard and horny for the guests. Then each boy was given his slam to start the night off. Jim, Bob and David wondered off to different parts of the room to wait. After Kyle got his slam he was helped into the sling and given some extra Cialis. The roommates told the boys that Kyle was to be in the sling all night. Anyone one wanting to seed his ass had to pay extra since he was new to the crew. As the night went on Kyle took loads from all the gusts. He was fucked by old, fat trolls, young hotties, big dick black guys, harry Latinos. All in all he took at least a load from every customer there. It’s know known how many of the guys there were poz or neg all he knew was that he was getting what he wanted, cock and cum in his ass. In his drugged up haze Kyle knew he found his place as a male prostitute.

Yup being poz is not all it's cracked up to be. Remembering to take meds on time every day is a real bitch. Keeping a look out for any opportunistic infections. Another bitch is having to disclose my status every time then deal with a potential freak out and being made feel less than dirt. Seeing the look of horror on dentists faces alone should make you bug chasers think again. To guys wanting to convert, I say fuckin stop and think again. Understand the full repercussions of the decision to go poz. It's not to be snifed at.

Drugged and Forced to be a Male Prostitute (Part 3) “OK boys, Tyler has your work assignments for the night. Remember, cash up front and we know how much you will be getting for each of your John’s.” The boys left the room leaving Kyle on his knees in front of Rickey. “We need to get you ready for the party tomorrow night. Your ass will bring a nice price with you being fresh meat.” Tyler came up stairs after giving the working boys their assignments for the night. They then took Kyle into one of the bedroom that they used as their party room. This room was well equipped with a couple slings and a fuck bench. Along one wall were a number of dildos of various shapes and sizes and an assortment of butt plugs. The opposite wall had ropes, chains and other restraints some of which Kyle had never seen before. There were a couple of flat panel TV’s hanging in two of the corner’s of the room playing bareback porn. They put Kyle in the sling and placed his wrists and ankles in restraints. He had a perfect view of the TV’s from where he lay. Rickey told him, “You’ll spend the rest of the night here watching porn. The hunger to be fucked will grow in side you all night until you beg to be fucked. Then you will be left here long after that point to think about your purpose here and how you will serve us.” Kyle was given a small slam. Kyle felt a hunger and a need to be fucked at any end. All he knew was that he needed cock in side him as he watches the porn on the screen. He noticed that the guys getting fucked in the porn looked familiar. Then he recognized them as Jim, Bob and David. Every hour either Rickey or Tyler came into the room and gave Kyle some G laced water to drink and a small slam to keep the hunger of being fucked within him. After almost 6 hours of mini-slams and G Kyle was begging to be fucked. When the roommates came in to give Kyle his next “dose” they knew he was almost theirs. They ignored him as he drank down the water and took his slam without protest. After the roommates left the teen Rickey commented, “It won’t be long until he is hooked on meth.” Tyler added, “Yeah, and raw cock and cum.” The roommate continued to give Kyle the same doses over the entire night and as daylight began to fill the apartment they entered the room to find a docile boy ready to submit. Kyle pleaded, “Please, I need to be fucked. I can’t take it any more. I need cock in me. I need to suck cock.” Rickey asked, “Kyle are you ready to go to work for us?” Kyle didn’t even hesitate, “Yes sir, I will work for you as long as I get fucked right now.” Tyler said, “Very well then.” Rickey pulled a very large dildo off the wall, “If you can take this down to the base we will let you out of the sling to rest up for tonight’s festivities.” The dildo was a horse cock dildo, 13” long and 8” around. “Please give it to me.” Rickey and Tyler began to apply generous amounts of Crisco to the dildo and Kyle’s ass. Tyler commented on how loose Kyle’s hole felt and that this might not be much of a challenge. The tip slipped in easily, but then they had some resistance as the dildo began to slide in side Kyle’s hole. Rickey and Tyler were experienced enough to manage this resistance and put a bottle of poppers beneath Kyle’s nose telling him to breath in deep. As the poppers took effect the resistance faded and before they knew it, half of it was in side the teen. Now they had the internal ring to negotiate. Again they gave Kyle the poppers as the dildo was turned and wiggled past the internal ring. It took some doing but it finally “popped” through and after a good 45 minutes of work the dildo was down to the base. The roommates fucked the teen with this dildo for a good 10 minutes insuring that his in sides were opening up. Rickey praised his new working boy, “Very good Kyle. Now you’re ready for a fist.” In his drugged up hazed he was a little perplexed. He thought to himself, ‘A fist? Why the hell would anyone want a fist put into their ass?’ Before he knew what was happening the dildo was quickly pulled from his hole. He felt so empty, still having a need to be filled. Tyler began to finger Kyle’s loose and sloppy hole. And before Kyle knew what was going on, he had Tyler’s fist inside his rectum. He felt full again, but he had no clue as to how full he’d get as Tyler began to work his fist deeper in side his hole. Kyle had no view to see what was going on until he realized that the activities were on the TV screen above them. He watched with disbelief as Tyler’s forearm sunk into him down to the elbow. Rickey let Kyle know, “We’ve always needed a special boy for some of our special clients. I think you will work out well.” Kyle leaned his head back and enjoyed the fisting he was getting. Then Tyler pulled his fist from Kyle’s hole and his restraints were untied from the chains. They took Kyle to an open space on the floor and attached his ankles and wrists together. His ankles were attached to the floor and his wrists were attached to a rope suspended from a beam over head. His arms were stretched up over his head. What Kyle didn’t know was that as Tyler fisted him he also administered a generous booty bump that would make his ass even more hungry for cock. Rickey then asked, “How badly do you want to be fucked?” “Please, I need to be fucked.” “What will you do to get cock in you boy?” “I’ll do any thing you want me to do, please fuck me!” “Gag him Ty.” Tyler placed a ball gag in Kyle’s mouth as Rickey pulled a paddle off the wall. He then began to smack Kyle in the ass over and over again as he hung there. “Remember boy, you said you would do anything, and this is what we need a boy who we can pimp out to out leather clientele.” Kyle took a good smacking for nearly 15 minutes. He wasn’t able to stand up as he was hanging by his wrists. After a few more minute of smacking his ass, they knew Kyle had had enough. They lowered him down and moved him over to the fuck bench where they each fucked another load into his well stretched ass. Tyler said, “Let’s go boy, we need to get you cleaned up and let you rest up before tonight’s events” as they led Kyle to the shower up stairs. It wasn’t a regular tub style shower. It looked more like the kind you’d find in a looker room with a couple shower heads along one wall. Rickey told Kyle to get on his knees and open his mouth. He then placed his soft dick in Kyle’s mouth. Kyle thought he was going to suck Rickey’s cock when Rickey told him, “Don’t think about sucking my cock. I am going to give you something to drink.” Rickey then began to piss into Kyle’s open mouth, “Do the best you can to swallow as much of my piss. It is an honor to get to drink a guy’s piss.” Kyle did his best, although some spilled out of his mouth, he drank most of it down. Then Tyler stepped up and placed his soft cock in Kyle’s mouth and gave him his piss. Kyle did better with Tyler’s piss then he did with Rickey’s. “Hey Rick, he’s a fast learner.” “He sure is. Now let’s get him cleaned up and fed so he can rest up for tonight.” They then had Kyle shower off and helped him with a shower shot to douche out his stretched out hole. They then gave escorted him down stairs and fed him. Kyle was still horny, but as least he as fed and cleaned up. They all sat down in the living room to watch some TV. As the T and G in Kyle system wore off he fell asleep and slept all afternoon. When he woke it was starting to get dark out. The working boy’s were back and they nudged Kyle to get up and ready for the guests. The 4 hustlers headed up stairs. They all stripped down and went into the play room where Rickey and Tyler were waiting. Each one was given a couple pills, one was am ecstasy and there were a couple Cialis to keep the boys rock hard and horny for the guests. Then each boy was given his slam to start the night off. Jim, Bob and David wondered off to different parts of the room to wait. After Kyle got his slam he was helped into the sling and given some extra Cialis. The roommates told the boys that Kyle was to be in the sling all night. Anyone one wanting to seed his ass had to pay extra since he was new to the crew. As the night went on Kyle took loads from all the gusts. He was fucked by old, fat trolls, young hotties, big dick black guys, harry Latinos. All in all he took at least a load from every customer there. It’s know known how many of the guys there were poz or neg all he knew was that he was getting what he wanted, cock and cum in his ass. In his drugged up haze Kyle knew he found his place as a male prostitute.

I am just a hole. I pride myself in that I dont look for a relationship, and that i let anyone who wants to fuck my hole raw, and fill me with piss and spunk. I go to sex parties, saunas, cottages, cruising etc, and just take anything i can get. I'm here to be used, the more the merrier. I NEVER turn down a load. Regardless of age, size, looks, or status... my hole is here to be used. My hole is me. I am a fuck hole.