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My boy and I had moved in together a few months ago, and we were celebrating our one-year anniversary. We discussed a few ways of blowing off some steam and having a party, maybe a nice dinner, going out clubbing, something out of the ordinary. Secretly, I made reservations at the swankiest restaurant downtown. I was planning on meeting him at home after work, and surprising him. I told him to be home and ready for a little fun at 6:30PM sharp. That would give us enough time to fool around, shower, change, and get downtown by 8:30PM. He winked at me and told me to expect a bit of a surprise as well. It was a long day at work, and I kept watching the clock as the time approached for me to leave. I couldn’t focus on my job, so I left a few minutes early. When I got home, I saw my boy’s car in the driveway, but there was a second car in the driveway. A car I didn't recognize. I went to unlock the door, and found it slightly ajar. I knew he had planned something, so I wasn’t shocked when I heard sex noises from our bedroom, or when I saw the trail of clothes on the floor leading in that direction. I was a bit curious when I saw a red jockstrap. I’d never seen my boy wear one before, and certainly not a red one. And we had porn and a TV in the bedroom, so I thought he might be warming up with a video. After all, I was home a few minutes early. I stripped to my underwear and approached our bedroom. I pushed the door to the bedroom open and my jaw dropped. There was my boy, on his back, bare naked, with a muscle stud daddy, who was wearing only a tight tank top, pounding his ass. The daddy heard the door creak and nodded at me. ‘You want some of this,’ he asked. My boy and I had talked about spicing things up, but I didn’t realize that this would be his surprise. I was also taken aback when the muscle daddy pulled his throbbing manhood out of my boy’s ass and I saw that they had been fucking bareback. I had assumed that daddy meant to share my boy’s hole with me, and my boy seemed eager, so I stripped off my underwear. Daddy oinked approval at my tight body and pulled me towards him with my dick. He leaned in and kissed me. I figured he would guide my dick into my boy’s hole, but he took the breath out of me when he shoved me down onto the mattress. He spit on my ass and spread my cheeks. Without lube or a condom, he drove his thick tool into me. I gasped for air as he started pounding me, and my boy leaned over to kiss me. Daddy pulled out and shoved his dick back into my boy. I rolled over onto my back, matching my boy’s position. Looking up at daddy’s heaving chest, I realized that his tanktop was mesh, and sort of see-through. I loved that his burly mass of hair was forcing its way out of the neck and armholes, and I could make out his pecs and nipples through the shirt. I could see he had a tattoo on his left pec but couldn’t make it out. Something tribal, I supposed. My boy moaned and whimpered as this stranger pounded his ass. His hard dick was bouncing everywhere as daddy pounded away. I wrapped my hand around his cock and let him fuck my fist while he squirmed on daddy’s cock. My sexy bottom boy was getting close. Daddy pulled out and lined his glistening pole up to my boy’s cock. When my boy started to cum, it all landed along that thick daddy dick. Daddy chuckled as he lined up that cummy cock with my ass. ‘You gonna take his last clean load!” I was puzzled, but that didn’t stop me from giving over to pleasure and taking that dick all the way. Daddy kept fucking and as his pace quickened, his body started dripping sweat onto me. My boy rolled over on top of me and kissed me hard as daddy paused to remove his tank. He kept plowing hard until he announced, “I’m gonna cum! Gonna breed your hole!” I wanted to see his face as he shot his load into my ass, and I started cumming, without touching myself, as my boy rolled onto my side and the wind was knocked out of me when I saw that his pec tattoo was a biohazard symbol! I had just taken my first POZ load! I was stunned as daddy wiped his cock on my ass and unceremoniously left. My boy grinned at me as he fingered some seed out of my leaking ass and into his own. “Did I just take a POZ load,” I asked him. “Probably. I took his first load before you got here. Was thinking I’d get his second load too, but you got home early.” I just gawked at him. How could he set me up like this, on our anniversary no less??? I tried to remain calm, but I was feeling sick inside. “So, we’re just gonna take POZ cum without discussing it, and then go to dinner like a happy couple,” I asked. “No. I cancelled the reservations, babe… We’re gonna stay here all night and take dick. No questions asked.” I was flabbergasted, but that didn’t stop my cock from hardening again. He continued, “You said you wanted to spice things up. How’s that for spicy? I placed an ad online a few days ago. I’ve lined up about ten tops to come over and breed us.” He reached over to the bedside table, and grabbed his phone. He pulled up an ad on C*****list, and showed me: TWO HEALTHY GUYS LOOKING FOR A CHANGE. BREED US BOTH. TAKING ALL LOADS. DOOR UNLOCKED. PUMP AND DUMP. THIS IS FOR REAL. ***-***-****. TEXT FOR DIRECTIONS AND TIMES. As I read I, I couldn’t stop my cock from straining to full hardness. Just then, the phone buzzed and I heard a car engine stop outside. “Looks like our next top is here. Happy anniversary, my darling.” He kissed me and assumed the position, ass up, with the sound of footsteps down the hall. I lined up beside him and kissed him hard as I felt a warm hard cock press against my ass.

PART 6 – DEEP-DICKING THE BITCH Dalton didn’t return to work. He marched right past the lawnmower and went back inside his house. Meanwhile, Brian and I texted Jesse—Dalton’s friend from high school—and told him to get his sweet ass over to our place, making sure he parked a few blocks away and entered discreetly through our back gate. About 20 minutes later, we heard a car pull up in Dalton’s driveway. It was the girl he was dating—I frankly couldn’t remember her name, nor did I fucking care. For the purposes of this story, I’m just going to refer to her as the Dickless Wonder, or maybe just Dickless. She wasn’t trying to be a cockblocker, but she was blocking my cock all the same. She needed to go. After she entered Dalton’s house, the two of them made their way to the pool out back. Brian and I were already sitting in our usual spot for spying on the neighbors’ backyard, and we heard a lot of giggling and whispering, with the girlfriend asking all sorts of questions about just how private this little pool was, and Dalton assuring her that it’s really fucking private, OK? Jeez, let’s just fuck already. But I guess she wasn’t listening, because she just kept asking the same goddamn questions. And finally—thankfully—he ended the conversation by shoving her down to her knees and pulling his cock out of his shorts. By this point, Brian already had me pinned against the fence, his fat raw cock shoved deep in my guts. But here’s the thing: while we knew Dalton had a nice piece of meat between his legs, we really weren’t prepared for the sheer impressiveness of that boy’s dick. So when his monster flopped out of his shorts, I actually gasped. Brian gasped, too. And then Brian shuddered, signaling the deposit of a thick load of sperm deep in my guts. I leaned back and kissed my man deeply. Then he pointed toward our neighbors’ backyard, and I turned to see what I’d missed: Dalton had already stripped the Dickless Wonder naked, positioning her for a doggy-style fuck on one of the poolside lounge chairs. “Spread your cunt,” he said in a low, cold voice. She dutifully reached back to open up her pussy with her fingers, but Dalton didn’t seem to pay much attention to her efforts. Instead, he was busy rubbing his cockhead against her asshole. Sensing where he was going, she gave out a sharp little whine. “Honey, no,” she said, trying to get back on her feet so she could negotiate. “You know I don’t like that.” Dalton didn’t reply. He just pushed her tailbone down, forcing an arch in her back, and brutally shoved his giant dick deep in his girlfriend’s ass. She yelped and told him to stop, trying to squirm away from being buttfucked against her will, but it was no use. He just closed his eyes, pressing down on that bitch’s back and crushing her perky little tits against the lounge upholstery, his hand clamped tight over her mouth to stifle her screams and sobs. After a few minutes of thrusting, he repositioned himself by bringing his feet up onto the lounge, squatting directly over her wrecked asshole and letting his full weight deliver a merciless deep-dicking while the poor bitch’s entire body heaved and convulsed in obvious pain. “Please cum or please stop,” she managed to squeak out between thrusts. “I can’t take this. Baby, please stop.” “You know how to make me cum,” he replied. She was silent. “C’mon bitch,” he said, his voice reduced to a cruel, guttural growl. “If you want this to stop, you know what to do.” She seemed frozen. Then he slapped her hard across the ass, sending her into action. Contorting her body to get maximum reach with one of her arms, Dalton’s girlfriend stretched her hand as far back as she could make it go, past her stretched-out hole, placing two of her fingers against Dalton’s twitching ass—her nails brushing up against that beautiful boyhole covered in a light dusting of late-adolescent fur, every one of his hairs illuminated by the late-afternoon sun. Then she hesitated. “Do it all,” he said, “Do it all, and do it now. If you don’t do it now, I’ll never fucking cream your tight little butt. Which means I’ll just keep going at it. Which means you’ll never get a break from my cock destroying your ass.” Hearing that, she stretched her arm further, slipping two knuckles of each finger into Dalton’s butt. He moaned. “Deeper,” he grunted. She managed to get another knuckle in. “Oh fuck,” he muttered under his increasingly shallow breath, his entire body now making the switch into primal breeding mode. His pounding grew more intense. That went on for at least 5 minutes, until he finally reached back and shoved two of his own fingers up his butt. Only then, with four fingers stretching his own ass, did he finally launch into a full-body thrashing assault on his bitch’s hole, unleashing a torrent of seed in her guts. Brian and I watched this entire display silently, unbelievingly. Afterward, I turned to my man and grinned stupidly, shaking my head. He did the same. “Un-fucking-believable,” he said. All I could do was laugh in response. We turned our attention back to Dalton, who was now giving his girlfriend the silent treatment. Clearly he’d gotten what he needed, and he just wanted her to get the fuck out. We heard snatches of an argument from inside the house, followed by the Dickless Wonder walking angrily to her car, stifling tears, then driving off as her tires screeched against the asphalt. * * * Feeling a tap on my shoulder, I turned around to see Jesse in nothing but a jockstrap, his face covered in a giant grin. “I didn’t get to see the whole thing,” he said, “But I think I heard half of it from a block away. So tell me: there’s been a rumor around school that he likes fingers in his butt. Is that true?” “Oh, it’s true alright,” Brian replied. “You wouldn’t believe how true. But listen, pig: see that water bong over there? Instead of worrying about your buddy Dalton, you need to be sucking on that glass pipe like the greedy little methwhore you are. Then I want you to blow some nice thick clouds of white smoke on my dick, OK bro?” Jesse grinned and ran over to grab the pipe. Meanwhile, I kept my eye out for Dalton, hoping that he would return to the pool. Sure enough, about 5 minutes later—while Jesse was silently gorging on my husband’s dripping cock between hits on the bong—Dalton reappeared in his backyard, this time wearing his Speedo. Just as I’d hoped: it was time for his evening swim. He dove into the water and began noisily splashing his way across the length of the pool. That was Jesse’s cue to stop worrying about staying quiet—he was now squatting over Brian’s cock, impaling himself on raw dick. I gave Jesse the thumbs-up signal, which meant he could start letting his ass slap noisily against Brian’s body, and he could start letting loose with the occasional moan. For those first few minutes, Dalton didn’t appear to hear any of the action unfolding in our backyard. But then Brian’s cock suddenly shoved past Jesse’s second sphincter, eliciting a sharp yelp followed by a gruff “Fuck yeah” from our partied-up jockboy. That’s when the splashing stopped. Dalton went quiet. I looked through our little peephole to see him treading water for a few moments, craning his neck in our direction to confirm that he heard what he thought he’d heard. As the water grew calm around him, he almost seemed to suspend his breathing. Somehow even the crickets seemed to go silent. And just like that, the only noise penetrating the evening air was the steady slap-slap-slap of Jesse riding Brian’s dick. Dalton silently propelled himself to the edge of the pool, doing his best to lift himself onto the asphalt without making any noise. Standing up now, he craned his neck toward us again. There was no way he couldn’t hear it now: Slap-slap-slap. Grunt. Slap-slap-slap. Fuck yeah. Without hesitation, Dalton walked right up to my peephole. He placed his eye against it—clearly he’d spied on us before. Except this time, instead of seeing our backyard, all he saw was my eye looking back. “Hey, Dalton,” I said. He didn’t respond at first. He just stared. Then after a few moments’ pause, he simply answered: “Hey.” “We’re hanging out with a buddy here,” I said. “If you wanna join, you’re more than welcome.” Again, no answer. Then his eye disappeared, and for a moment I thought I’d lost him. But I didn’t see him, either—it was like he’d just stepped aside to gather his thoughts. Then after a long silence, he answered in a near-whisper: “OK,” he said. Another pause. At last, his eye reentered my line of sight. “OK,” he repeated. “I’ll be right over.” I turned back to Brian and Jesse, who’d paused their fucking to listen to the exchange. Jesse had the most triumphant smile I think I’ve ever seen on anybody, plus he had a giant mess of cum all over his stomach and chest. His cock was still oozing seed as Brian’s dick twitched steadily, rhythmically, deep in that sweet boyhole. “OK, you twisted motherfuckers,” I said with an evil grin, “Our wait is over. It’s time to fuckin’ own this boy.”

"Okay guys, we all know why you're here. You've either had the fantasy of being a cum-dump or done it before and want to do it again. Either way, that's what we're going to do here tonight." He was a good looking younger guy, about six foot, maybe 185 pounds with dark brown hair. The term "cum-dump" made my insides tingle from the way he said it. "We're going to do this in a different sort of way than you might have thought or, maybe, wanted, but I'm about to tell you how we're going to do this tonight. We're going to play a game somewhat based on 'Musical Chairs'." He was addressing six other guys and me. "I hope you all understood when you came to this little party that what's about to happen is you bottoms are all going to be anonymously fucked and, probably bred by a number of horny tops. You're all going to be blindfolded, led into the other room where you'll be secured to well padded fucking benches. You'll have use of your hands for poppers or anything else you need, you'll only have straps around your waist, thighs and ankles." I was getting aroused by his narration and trying to picture the situation all the while trying to suppress my physical reaction. I was also wondering if I was actually nuts for getting myself into this situation. I had actually shown up, knowing that, if what I had been told by my fuck-buddy was true, I was going to be fucked raw by more than one guy tonight. I had a hard time controlling my breathing and suppressing my erection urge. I was still somewhat a novice at bottoming but had thrown myself into the role after that first time. There had been several guys that had topped me but always safe. Most of them had insisted and I hadn't objected because I hadn't known what I was missing. Then Paul happened to me. He was my first and, up until tonight, my only bare fuck. He had cajoled me into letting him enter me without a condom by insisting that he just wanted to feel my ass bare and would pull out in a couple minutes. I'm sure he went beyond that "couple minutes" before I felt him thrusting faster and deeper. I started to say something to him about the condom but found myself enjoying his bare cock fully stroking in and out so much that I failed to get anything out of my mouth. Shortly thereafter I heard him growling softly, grabbing my hips and I got my first load of cum inside me instead of my mouth. He got up, grabbed his jeans and started for the door. I heard myself ask if he had to go. He hesitated a moment. I got my second breeding about thirty minutes later. Paul became a regular fuck buddy and, for some reason, the only one I would let bareback me. Soon, my interest in other guys slowed because sex with a condom simply didn't interest or excite me as much as feeling his bare cock and knowing that he was about to shoot his cum inside me. Paul was somewhat multi-orgasmic. He always left me well-fucked and with at least two loads in my ass, a few times, three. During the down time between we would talk, generally about sex and, eventually, fantasies. He had eventually gotten me to admit that I would like to be bare fucked by someone else and that I had been reading about anonymous sex, "pump and dump" as it was called. He enjoyed my light duty fantasies but seemed to keep circling back to getting me to flesh out my fantasies about being fucked raw by guys I didn't know and taking their cum. That's what led me to being in this room with six other guys and Paul's friend who seemed to be the guy in charge of this situation. "I'm going to explain what's about to happen tonight so everyone knows what they're getting into besides the fact you're going to be fucked bare and, likely leave here with cum in your respective asses." When I had been led into the room I had wondered who the bottoms were and who were the tops. Shortly I realized us seven were the bottoms. "We've got ten horny tops tonight for this party. I know two of them personally, met three of them at a few of these parties. The other five I don't know at all other than they were referred by trusted friends. You won't know their names and, since you'll all be blindfolded during the breeding, you won't even see them." He continued, "Now for how we're going to do it. To make things interesting, this isn't going to be a simple fuck and breed situation. We've got ten tops and we're going to make this interesting for you and them both. Once you're all situated on the benches, the tops are going to come in and work out who starts with which one of you about to be cum-dumps. Once his cock is inside you, I'm going to start music playing. While the music plays, your top is going to fuck you. At various intervals, I'm going to stop the music. At that point he's going to pull out and each top is going to move to the next hole and enter, waiting for the music to restart. That way each of you gets fucked by each of the tops. Once the music restarts he'll start fucking you. If he cums, he's to stay inside you until the music stops. Once he cums, one of the other tops will join the fucking circle." "Now," he stopped and looked each of us in the eyes directly and seriously, "here's the one thing you all need to understand before we start. Once we start the party and the 'Musical Ass' party, we're going to be here until the last top finishes. You are here to serve as cum receptacles and will be used as long as one of them is hard and wanting to breed you. I know for a fact that three of the tops I'm familiar with is able to supply five loads in under an hour. Once the fucking starts, you have NO say in it. Your ass is there for the use of any and all of these tops. If they cum, it's in you. Understand that, accept it, or leave now." He looked dead serious. I took a deep breath and thought about it. For some reason, the idea of being fucked by somebody I didn't know, might never see again and knew absolutely nothing about simply excited me to no end. I had to do this without knowing why. Two of the guys suddenly shook their heads and told him that they didn't want any of this and wanted to go. Surprisingly, he didn't take offense or get angry. He simply told them fine and if they ever changed their minds, let him know. He turned back to the remain four and me saying, "Well, that increases all your odds of leaving with cum in your ass and the amount. Okay, I can't really promise that you'll all be bred, but I can promise that you'll all be fucked and fucked a lot." We glanced at each other some smiling and sharing a feeling of bottom camaraderie. "Okay cum-dumps, strip down, if you're wearing jocks you can keep them on if you like but you need to be naked otherwise except for the blindfolds which are on that table over there. Get ready and I'll be back shortly to take you each to your fuck bench and secure you down. Lube up, popper up, just be ready in about five minutes or so." I was terrified once I was strapped in place, unable to see and knowing my bare ass was fully exposed and available for whoever or whatever was about to happen. Then I heard the door open and his voice. "Gentlemen, and by that I mean you Tops, here are five cum-dumps for your use and this evening's entertainment. They know that you're going to fuck each and every one of them and some of them will be rewarded with your cum if they please you. You do know the rules and know that once the music stops you pull out of that cum-dump's hole and move to the next one, enter him and wait for the music to start fucking. If you cum during the music, you push all the way in and wait for the music to stop. Raise your hand so I'll know You can take a seat, rest and enjoy the show, knowing that these cum-dumps are being used as they should and see if you're ready to rejoin the breeding circle." I was glad I had lubed up liberally to the point of it nearly running down my legs. The top that chose me was larger than Paul and it was uncomfortable but tolerable as he entered me. I was happy when I felt his pelvis meet my ass. I wasn't sure I would have been able to accept anymore cock. Then the music started. He pulled slowly out and thrust his entire length back into me with very little pain. Shortly I was enjoying his steady rhythm and took a shot of poppers. My eyes were closed and I was thinking just how different it felt from Paul fucking me. Different but I was enjoying him immensely when the music stopped. I took a deep breath as he pulled out. I had been enjoying it and, for some reason, had forgotten the rules of 'the game' and had expected to be fucked and filled with cum. I felt a pair of fingers probing my ass, then a surprisingly large cock head against my anus. It was momentarily uncomfortable until it popped through then I realized that it was the head of his cock that was large, not the whole thing. Once inside he was pleasing me with a few cheat strokes before the music restarted. "Tops Ready?" came the question just before the music restarted. This guy was completely different in his fucking style. He would stroke fast, then suddenly slow then deep and shallow. His changing his rhythm kept my attention since I couldn't simply drop into a mindless trance and simply enjoy what was being done to my ass. It was a bit disturbing but I took another shot of my poppers and tried to anticipate what he was going to do next and work my hole on his cock. I heard his breathing getting deeper and a light growl out of him just as the music stopped. The head of his cock didn't hurt as much pulling out as it had going in. Damn, still no cum. Another cock slid slowly into my ass. This one wasn't unusual in any fashion. He was smaller than Paul and a bit shorter. I attempted to tease him by squeezing him with my anal muscles. He responded by slapping my ass. The music restarted after the 'tops ready' question. This guy stroked slow and methodically, steady as a metronome. His fucking let me relax into the mindlessness I like when being fucked. I started to take another shot of the poppers but decided to pace myself since his cock fit me perfectly. He surprised me by interrupting his perfect rhythm then plunging into me and holding his pelvis against my ass. I thought I felt something warm inside me and was wondering if he had just cum. Just then the music stopped. "We have our first breeding of the night." I heard our host announce. Was it me? Was it someone else. I heard the guy still in me whisper, "I hope you got what you wanted." It was me! The rest of the evening was mind-boggling and, somewhat, a blur. Without vision and very little speech, it was hard to keep track of time or events. I know I felt cock after cock entering my ass, fucking me, which was far easier after that first load of cum I received. My hole relaxed to the intrusions except for one top who was significantly larger than the rest. I was uncomfortable every time I ended up his bottom which ended up being several times as the night progressed. I know for a fact I got two loads from that fat cock since I heard him grunt, then tell me to, "Take every drop Boy!" as he plunged his monster into my increasingly sore hole. I was tired and nearly about to be sleep fucked when the host announced that the 'game' was over and asked the tops if they were sure. I had noted that I wasn't getting ploughed as often or as long but was so tired I almost missed the obvious. The poppers hadn't helped keep me that sharp. I was tired, sore and, sweaty. My thighs were sticky. I was just ready to go home. The host released each of us in turn and led us each, one at a time, to a shower and told us to wait in the next room. There were cold drinks and I grabbed two beers then called Paul to come pick me up as I sat in the waiting area where we had been told what to expect for the evening. I was tired, elated, and still wondering if I was out of my mind for what I had just done. I had just very recklessly allowed myself to be totally used by men I didn't know and might never see again and had loved every minute of it. Our host came into the room and called to us all, thanking us all for staying for a moment while the tops were all leaving. He conversed with us all, asking us how we were feeling, had we enjoyed ourselves, was it what we had felt it would be, would we like to do it again? Those sort of questions. It seemed that we all pretty much agreed with one hold out, that we'd all love to be invited back for the next party. He smiled and seemed very pleased then a pained look came over his face. "I do have something I need to tell you all that I didn't know about beforehand because we don't normally ask about status but I was told by one of the tops just before he left that he was just notified earlier this week that he was HIV positive with a high viral count. The problem is that I don't know which of you he bred or how many. He told me that he only managed to cum once tonight but, since he failed to tell us his status, he might be lying about how many of you he bred."

I had to go back once I learned there was going to be another breeding party. Despite the possibility that I might have gotten a load or more of positive cum and my blood running cold when I saw the invitation on my phone, I knew I would go back. I had to have that bare cock. I began obsessing about being semi bound and waiting for the cock and knowing that once the music stopped, a completely different cock would be inside me, about to fuck me, maybe leave a load inside my ass before the music stops. His cock would remain inside me until the music stops. I wanted that again. I had lost count of how many loads I had taken and still didn't know if I had taken a load from the poz guy. I just wanted more. I was torn about telling Paul. Our relationship hadn't been anything more than fuck-buddies but I sort of felt I should have told him about my going back. Almost as a thank you for introducing me to the guy that was organizing the parties. I didn't. I just went. "I'm glad to see some of the bottoms from the last party back. Welcome back. " I didn't recognize anyone but those of us that had participated nodded. There was more than five of us this time. "I'm about to explain the rules to tonight's party which are different than last time. This time, of course, you'll all still be blindfolded so that you'll still be fucked anonymously. You won't know anything about the tops fucking you." I trembled at the thought, aroused as hell. "You'll all be strapped to the fucking benches as before, but this time you'll be completely strapped down. Your hands will be secured this time as well. Those who use poppers will have access to that by snapping your fingers. You'll be served. Anything else, let Charles here know." I made sure I could snap my fingers. "Now, " he got very serious, "Here's the caveat. Tonight we only have three tops. You'll all be fucked, so don't worry about that. You might not get cum tonight, that's part of the problem tonight. The other thing you need to know ahead of time is that one of the three tops is HIV positive. He's told us ahead of time. So if that is a deal breaker you need to leave now." No one left. Surprisingly, I was one of them still. I don't want to get HIV. I don't know if it was the host or Charles that led me to my fuck bench, but they did know how to secure me to it. I wasn't able to move anything but my head. I snapped my fingers and a vial of poppers met my nose quickly. I took a huge shot of them and waited for the rush. "All right Bottoms!" Our host announced, "We are about to start, so here are the rules. There are 6 bottoms being serviced by three Tops. Ordinarily that would mean some of you might not get a load of cum. All three tops tonight are multi-orgasmic so there's a much better chance you'll all get at least one load tonight. Keep in mind that one of these multi-shooters is HIV positive so there's a chance that at least one of you could leave here infected tonight. Good luck however you take that statement." I snapped my fingers again, trying to deal with the idea that I might leave here tonight positive. The rush of the poppers made my hole tingle. "Tonight I'm going to use the 'Musical Asses' idea, just a little different. Tonight I'm going to stop the music after a minute so that the top can service as many of you as possible tonight. Tops, choose your bottoms." I took a deep breath, hoping I would be chosen to start. I wasn't. I heard the music stop and took a deep breath against the hope I was one of the top's next hole. I still wasn't. The music restarted. I could hear sounds of raw, male on male sex. I heard bottoms grunting and, presumably the verbal responses from the tops. The music stopped again and my eyes went wide behind the blindfold. I felt the head of the top's head against my hole and slowly thrust completely into me. I was full. His cock filled me with absolutely no pain but just a bit of knowing something was there that didn't belong. I loved it and told him so. Apparently I was too loud. "Bottoms will remain quiet or be gagged, is that understood?" I felt the organ probing my ass throb. The music restarted and he began fucking me by slowly pulling almost completely out and thrusting as deep as possible. I was guessing I was the third hole his cock had been in so far and was hoping to make him cum by working my anal muscles. He moaned slightly just before the music stopped. Dammit! Two more music cycles and no cock. I was becoming frustrated at this party but knew I couldn't do anything about it at this point. Next stop of the music found a cock slipping into me easily. He wasn't very large, but was rather long. It was a bit uncomfortable with his cock completely inside me once his pelvis met my ass but, after snapping my fingers and getting two large hits of poppers, I decided I loved his cock. I loved it even more once the music restarted. For some reason, despite the initial discomfort, once he pulled back and thrust back in, he hit some magic spot that almost made me orgasm. That feeling didn't last but he hit that magic point often enough that I was almost ready to shoot a load myself when the music stopped. He held himself inside me long enough to make me hope he was shooting his load. If he did, he didn't indicate it, nor did the host. I found myself somewhat disappointed with this party since I wasn't getting the amount of cock I had during the previous party. That was when the host's words ran through my mind again. " Keep in mind that one of these multi-shooters is HIV positive so there's a chance that at least one of you could leave here infected tonight." All the sudden I wasn't so sure I wanted cum in my ass. "Tops," he suddenly announced, "I'm going to change the rules here a bit. Have any of you cum yet?" Apparently none of them had. "Since all of you have had the opportunity to sample all of the bottoms, I'm sure you might have decided which ones you want to breed. I'm now going to stop the music at my discretion, but you get to choose which bottoms you fuck. Is that acceptable?" Apparently it was. I felt a cock enter my ass and settle, pelvis against my ass. "The only thing now is that once you've cum, you have to move to one of the other bottoms. Let's be fair to them all, since these cum-dumps have come here to serve you and take you without ever knowing who you are. Perhaps you might consider rewarding them all." Once the music started, I remembered the way this particular top had fucked me and worked my anal muscles despite that quietly nagging thought that I might be trying to work a load of cum out of an HIV positive cock. I snapped my fingers, took a huge shot of poppers and relaxed to the fucking. Since I had done the poppers that heavily, I hadn't realized that our host had let the music run longer. I didn't hear my present top change his breathing and he wasn't particularly vocal, but I suddenly guessed that he had bred me when he plunged into me and held my ass tight to his pelvis for quite a bit of time. I think I felt a warmth inside me and hoped that he had just cum while also hoping he wasn't the positive top. Once the music stopped, our host announced the first breeding of the night. I felt a warm feeling about my being the first but was still concerned about the HIV. "We have our first breeding of the night! The top might take a few minutes to rest and rejoin but we are going to continue for the other two." Apparently, out of order I felt a cock plunge into my ass before the music restarted. I was happy to have it but, suddenly, realized that, if the other guy wasn't the positive, this one might be. I snapped my fingers again. Apparently this top was that close to cumming. I felt him grabbing my hips and holding himself into my ass for a noticeable time before the music stopped. Our host announced the second breeding of the night. He had, absolutely, cum in me. The tops were apparently multi-orgasmic. Either that or there were some tops that our host hadn't told us about and sneaked them in. I ended up fucked four or five more times and, puzzling to me, apparently got bred three more times that evening. This evening wasn't as physically demanding as the previous party and I was pretty much aware of what was happening. I know for a fact that I had taken at least four loads of cum from the tops. I had conflicting feelings since I wanted to be fucked bare and take loads inside me but didn't really want to be infected. "Bottoms!" Our host announced, "We're about to have the final round since the tops have told me that they've got to leave soon. I'm going to let them breed whichever bottom they choose to, no music, no time limit. The ones not being fucked to breed will be released to the waiting area so that they can leave if they wish." I snapped my fingers, got my shot of poppers, not sure if I was hoping to be chosen or released. I felt a hand on my ass just before his cock plunged into my slick, sloppy ass. I took a deep breath or three once I accepted I was going to be one of the last three bred and was going to get another load of cum. I was just praying that he wasn't the positive one. "Tops," he finally announced, "Let the final breeding begin." I felt the top's cock pull slowly out and plunge in. This was the fucking I was far more used to. Once the cock was plunging in and out, I knew I was going to get cum. Paul had led me to love being fucked bare and I had quickly learned to love having him shooting his hot load of cum inside me. Now I was just a cum-slut taking cock from a man I didn't know, hadn't seen, knew nothing about and was enjoying taking every inch of his cock as it plunged into and pulled out. I forced myself to control my breathing while waiting for him to finish. I had no idea how many times this top had cum but knew that it always took longer after cumming. Though I was enjoying the fucking, I was beginning to wonder if my top had overestimated his ability to deliver another load of cum. Suddenly his rhythm faltered and I felt him meet my ass. This time I was sure I felt a load of cum being shot into my ass. I took a short breath and snapped my fingers for the poppers which were under my nose immediately. As the rush of the poppers flowed over me I heard him telling me, "I hope you got what you wanted." My blood ran cold.

My boy and I were finally getting back into shape. We were spending an hour at the gym together nearly every day. We ran to the gym every day, and walked home. My boy was always horned up after a workout. We had been known to put on a bit of a show in the lockerroom showers on occasion after working up a sweat. I’m sure one or two guys stuck around when they saw us finishing up to watch our escapades. One day last week, we were fooling around in the showers when we saw a guy across the stalls from us. We’d never seen him before, and he made quite an impression. Over 6’-0” tall with a buzz cut and stubble, bulging wide shoulders and furry chest. As my boy knelt down to blow me, I watched as he started fisting his big cock. I maintained eye contact with him as my boy gobbled my dick. When he had me close, I pulled my boy up and swiveled him around so he could see our new friend. I knelt down and swallowed my boy’s cock. Our new friend blew his load as my boy came in my mouth. We winked at each other as we rinsed off and headed back to the lockers to get dressed. My boy was clearly flirting with this guy as we all got dressed and introduced ourselves. The guy told us his name was Dave, and shook hands with us. We all headed out together and walked in the same direction. Along the way, he asked if we wanted to stop for a beer, so we did. Three or four beers later, my boy and I were lit, but Dave didn’t seem to be feeling a thing. He was getting touchy-feely with us both, and I’m pretty sure he managed to slip his hand down the back of my boy’s shorts at least twice. Small talk led to racy sex talk, and he asked if he could come home with us and fool around. My boy looked at me with puppy dog eyes, silently pleading to let us keep him. It wasn’t difficult for me to agree, and we were on our way. The flirting continued as we approached our building. Once in our elevator, Dave grabbed my boy by the ass and lifted him off the floor as he hardcore shoved his tongue in his mouth. My boy was putty and melted into him. I let Dave carry by boy down the hallway as I unlocked our apartment door and led them in. My boy was in heat as he stripped Dave’s clothes off, and knelt before him, taking his thick cock deep down his throat. “You boys play raw,” he asked me as my boy gobbled his dick. “We do,” I replied as I stripped my own clothes off. I was honest. My boy and I did play raw, together, but we hadn’t screwed around with someone else in quite some time, and when we had, we had played safe. “Where’s the bedroom?,” he asked, as he stood my boy up and scooped him into his arms. My boy was making out with Dave as I led them to the bedroom. Once there, my boy bent over the edge of the mattress, arching his back and sticking his ass out. Dave started munching his hole as I dove into the bedside table looking for lube and condoms. I knew this guy was going to fuck one or both of us. I found some lube, even though my boy and I usually just used spit, but couldn’t find any condoms; after all, it had been a while since we needed them. When my boy yelped, I knew I hadn’t been fast enough. Dave reared back and had shoved his raw cock into my boy’s ass. I gasped with surprise as Dave looked as me and smirked. “What? You said you played raw.” He was right, but I hadn’t meant that we played raw with strangers. My boy moaned with pleasure as he felt Dave’s hairy balls press against his ass, filling him full of raw thick dick. “Don’t make him stop fucking me! It feels SO good to have a big dick in me!” My boy was right; Dave must have been at least two inches longer than me, and much thicker. He kept moaning and whimpering as Dave jackhammered his pussy. Dave motioned to me to shut my boy up, so I got onto the mattress and stuck my dick in his mouth. Just as my boy gagged on my dick, Dave slowed his pistoning and jammed balls deep. I figured it was to let my boy get used to blowing while getting fucked. I realized later that he was breeding my boy. As I held my boy’s head and skull-fucked his mouth, Dave pulled out of his ass. “You want some of this raw dick, boy?” I shuddered when he called me boy. I couldn’t help but pull out of my boy’s mouth and assume the position. Dave had two fingers shoved in my boy’s well-fucked ass as he guided his dick into mine. Nothing to lube me up, just my boy’s ass juices, and what I later realized was Dave’s seed. Dave shoved his cock all the way into me as my boy started kissing me. He was still whimpering from the deep fingering he was taking. I groaned as Dave bottomed out and began to tear up my hole. “This boy is loose, can barely feel a thing” Dave chuckled. I knew I wasn’t that loose, especially taking his thick tool, but he took his sticky fingers out of my boy’s hole and wedged them into mine, alongside his meat. My boy climbed up on the bed and shoved his ass against my mouth. I lapped up a sticky mess leaking out of his ass, and realized that they hadn’t used lube. The taste was intoxicating as I swallowed it down. Dave picked up his fuck-pace and then held tight against me. I felt so opened up as he moved his fingers around his dick inside my hole. “You want a go now,” Dave asked my boy. He squealed with delight as Dave tossed me onto the bed on my side. My boy lay down beside me and slid into my slackened hole. He began to fuck me, and I could tell how much Dave’s dick and fingers had loosened me up. As he found his pace, Dave slid into him again and the three of us rocked back and forth. Dave talked dirty, muttering about what cumsluts we both were and how we deserved whatever came our way. The dirty talk was sending my boy over the moon and he bred me as deeply as he ever had. When he was done, I wiggled away from them and squatted over my boy’s mouth. He ate his seed, and what we later learned was Dave’s, from my ass. Dave made no pretense this time, and wailed, “I’m gonna breed you, cumdump! Gonna fill you with my load!” He fired off as he shuddered at least six times, seeding my boy’s bare hole. He pulled out and had my boy sit on my face. I lapped that cum up and knew it tasted the same as the last time I had lapped my boy’s hole. I was still busy eating my boy’s hole when Dave got off the bed and left the room. We caught our breath and made it back to the living room just as Dave was finishing pulling on his clothes. My boy was in lust with this guy and pleaded, “Will we see you again?” Dave snickered and reached for his wallet. He pulled out a black business card with red writing on it. “You want me, my dick, and my loads again, you know where to find me.” He flicked the card at my boy and left. We read it together. “POZ PIGS FOR POZ PLAY. EVERY FRIDAY. MIDNIGHT UNTIL SUNRISE” followed by and address and a phone number. I was shocked as I realized that Dave was POZ and had seeded us both. My boy on the other hand ran down the hallway after Dave shouting, “But we can’t go. We’re both NEG!” My boy caught up with Dave as the elevator door opened. I heard Dave reply as they stepped in the elevator, “You USED to be NEG…” My boy got in the elevator with him, half-naked and the door closed behind them. I stood still for what seemed like minutes, and collected my thoughts. Then, I wondered where my boy had gone. Nearly twenty minutes later he returned. I asked him where he had gone. “Dave was still horny. He pushed the emergency button and bred me again in the elevator. Want to eat his POZ seed out of me again?” I laid down on the floor as my boy squatted over my face and pushed out Dave’s most-recent load. I guess I knew where we would be headed on Friday nights from now on…

Uncle Jim Alex was a few months shy of his 18th birthday when his parents were killed in an automobile accident. Since his parents were very wealthy Alex was set to inherit everything after he obtained a college degree. In the meantime his only other living relative, his mother's younger bother Jim, was to be executor of his parents estate. Uncle Jim moved into the family home as Alex began to move on with his life. Jim was an 'after thought' and was considerably younger the his sister. At 12 years younger some in the family law firm wondered if the single young man was the right person to manage the vast estate even though he had a law degree from Harvard. Alex was a jock in high school. He wasn't good enough for a college scholarship and in his frame of mind after losing his parents he chose to attend the local community college. This allowed him to hang out with his best friend, Nicholas Richardson (or Nick Dickson as he was called). The two teenagers enjoyed smoking pot a couple times a week. Since Nick's mother always seemed to be around and Alex lived in a large home the two typically got high in the pool house at Alex's home. After a nice joint the two would be totally stoned and extent horny. With the weed in them they typically would jerk off. This interaction led to oral that Alex really enjoyed. Now with Uncle Jim living with him they thought they'd be a more careful since the two had just started living together. There was a small party when Alex turned 18. In the time since Uncle Jim moved in Alex and Nick had smoked pot on several occasions, and the night of his birthday was no different. The two snuck off for a quick smoke. After Nick left Alex went back into the house he was hoping to avoid his uncle. Uncle Jim already knew about Alex's use of pot and knew that he had his nephew in the palm of his hand when he walked into his nephew's room seeing him half baked. Jim had a plan and now was the time to launch it into action. Jim looked at his nephew sitting on the bed and commented that he looked baked. Alex had no where to run and with what Jim knew he was forced to admit his use of pot. Jim's comments put Alex at ease as he leaned that his own uncle like to get high when he asked if he'd like to smoke a joint with his uncle on his 18th birthday. Alex was already high and horny which his uncle already knew. He figured another joint would only fuel the fire. He lit the joint, took a small hit and passed it to his 18 year old nephew. Alex wasn't shy when it came to smoking pot. He never noticed the small hit Uncle Jim and just taken and took large hit followed by another one. Jim joined his nephew on his bed and the two smoked the joint. Alex commented that his uncle's pot seemed much better then his own. What he didn't knew was that Jim's preferred drug of choice wasn't marijuana, although he liked it he preferred Miss Tina. The strange feeling from the pot that Alex was experiencing was from the ample amount of Tina that Uncle Jim had made sure was in the joint they were sharing. Jim could tell by his nephew's eyes that the drugs were digging in and with the right suggestions that he'd have Alex right where he wanted him. Before tonight the conversations the two had were centered on family, the conversation they were currently engaged in was about the high Alex was experiencing. Jim asked Alex if he like the feeling he was getting from what he was smoking. Alex admitted that he really like his uncle's weed as he smoked the last of the joint. Jim had a big grin as he progressed the corruption of his nephew when he hinted to his nephew that ha knew about him and Nick. Uncle Jim's comments he'd Alex a little uncomfortable, but seemed to be open to what was about to be suggested. Alex was asked by his uncle if he'd like to get high, ready high. Alex was hooked before he heard the details. Alex followed his uncle back to his bedroom where everything was already prepared. He told his nephew to get comfortable. Alex was already wearing just some board shorts from the birthday pool party from earlier in the day. Alex sat on the bed and was handed another joint as his uncle slipped into the bathroom. Alex heard the water running as he lit up the Tina laced joint. He took several good tokes on the joint letting mute Tina infiltrated his already smoked hazed brain. Alex was busy with his joint and never noticed the syringes in his hand along with a tourniquet, alcohol wipe and a couple cotton balls. Uncle Jim asked his nephew if he was ready to go higher. Alex smiled at his uncle suggestion. The two had never been really close and Alex never knew why, but he was any to find out why his conservative father didn't really want him around. With Alex intently watching his Uncle Jim fixed a tourniquet on his left bicep and swabbed a prominent vein. His uncle then took a nicely filled point, stuck it in his nephew's vein, drew back a little bit of blood making sure he was in the vein before he pushed the plunger down emptying Alex's first slam into his blood stream. The tourniquet was pulled off as the Tina began to flow through his body Uncle Jim rubbed his nephew's chest as he coughed out hard. Alex was blasted into the stratosphere as he was given a hefty slam as his chest rose and feel with his increased breathing. Uncle Jim reassured Alex what he was experiencing was typical as he did his own slam. As his uncle looked at him as he coughed out after his own slam he began to ruin his nephew's chest and flat 6 pack as he could see the horniness growing I Alex's eyes. As his hand moved across his nephew's body he began to move lower and lower getting closer to what Uncle Jim knew was probably a soft (yet very simulated) teen cock. Alex reached up to touch his uncle's body with his eyes pleading for more. Uncle Jim wasn't going to deny his nephew's growing lust as he pulled his t-shirt off his muscular body allowing Alex to touch his bare skin. As Alex's hand explored his uncle's chest and stomach Uncle Jim began to push his nephew's limits by rubbing his hand over his sensitive cock producing a "gasp" from Alex. After a couple passes Uncle Jim knew Alex was ready to discover himself. With the next 'pass' Uncle Jim pulled the draw string that secured the board shorts Alex was wearing. With the next move Uncle Jim slipped his hand inside his nephew's shorts eliciting another "gasp" from his teenage nephew. Alex seemed to follow his uncle's lead as he did his hand up the leg of the loose cargo shorts his uncle was wearing. Uncle Jim used his free hand to loosen his belt allowing his shorts to drop to the floor revealing his 8"hard cock. Alex needed no guidance as he rose to his knees and positioned himself so that he could stick his uncle's hard and doing cock. Jim worked Alex's board shorts off as his nephew worked his uncle's cock into his throat. Uncle Jim knew his nephew could suck cock, his nephew would soon learn what it was like to be fucked and bred. As Alex sucked his uncle's cock, Uncle Jim lubed up his finger with his own spit, slipped it into some loose shards of Tina before sliding it into his nephew's virgin ass. Alex felt the penetration (along with the sight burn from the meth) as his hole was explored. Alex couldn't hold back add moans escaped from his mouth around his uncle's cock. Uncle Jim knew the added Tina to his nephew's ass would increase his desire to be fucked. He added a second then third finger into Alex's warm fuck tunnel. As Uncle Jim lifted his nephew's head off his cock he withdrew his fingers leaving him feel empty. He knew he'd be asking for his hole to be filled and wouldn't be able to resist being fucked. As predicted Alex looked up at his uncle and asked for him to stick his fingers in his ass again. His uncle shook his head no as he stated drop into his soul and let him know that there was only one thing his uncle would would stick inside his nephew's ass as he stroked his 8"cock. Alex locked his lips as he looked up at his uncle knowing what his uncle meant. His uncle pushed him on his back, crawled up between his legs and began to give his nephew his first rim job. As he began to get his nephew's home wet and hungry he heard him moan and start to beg to be fucked. Uncle Jim had waited for this moment (and deep down Alex did too, or was that the Tina talking for him). It didn't matter which one it was Alex was about to get his chemmed up, neg ass fucked fit the first time. Uncle John moved up and now had his cock pointing to the prize he worked to get. The two naked and high men locked eyes as Uncle John's cock began to slide its way home. It poked through the external ring (as easy as was planned) and was balls deep in no time. I his drug induced haze Alex had no idea what really was going to happen. Since Uncle Jim became the executor of his parent's estate he wanted to share more then part of his family's DNA, he wanted to share his HIV. Uncle Jim stated off show but before Alex could process the implications he was pounding away in his nephew's hole. Within a coupe hours Uncle Jim had deposited a couple good loads inside his nephew in a attempt to make him his son.

As I got off the train, I called my college friend, Josh. Josh was in the army stationed in North Carolina. He had sometime off before his new assignment so he decided to take a road trip with few of his army friends and since his buddies lived in Philly, Josh invited me to come down to Philly and hang out with them. Josh and I were roommates in college and we played with each other few times. As I didn't want my girl friend to find out about my past with Josh, I decided to keep my visiting Josh a secret from Amy. I left a voice message on Josh's phone that I am in Philly and decided to take a walk while waiting for his reply. First I needed to release my piss-filled bladder so I ran to the restroom. All the stalls were occupied so I took the last stall and closed my eyes as I took a long piss that seem to last forever. I opened my eyes and started to look at my own cock pissing out for uncomfortably long time. Then I noticed a big peep hole on the stall walls and heard some noise that sounded like a blow job. My cock started to get hard as I listened to the sex noise in that bathroom stall and my mind started to run back in time when Josh and I gave blow jobs to each other. As my cock got harder, it stopped pissing but I stood there for a while as I held my hardening cock in my hand. Soon I heard some movements around me and saw a big black cock being pushed through the hole on the stall. I didn't know what to do as I found it disgusting and arousing at the same time. That's when my phone vibrated out of my pocket and fell on the floor. I bent down to pick it up and peeked through the hole on the other side of the stall and saw an equally large black cock disappearing between the lips of a white boy. The boy seem to have no gag reflex as he buried his nose on the black man's pubic hair and stayed down for a while. I could see his adam's apple bobbing up and down along his thin neck. I couldn't stop staring at this unknow white boy's expert oral sex with this huge black cock. I have forgotten all about the other black cock from other side of the stall. Which pullled back out of the hole and sounded like he was getting some action as well. I finally took my eyes off of the BJ and took a quick look at the other side of the stall. There was another set of white lips taking the black dick deeper and deeper. I was getting so turned on by both sights now I just stayed squatted on the floor with my phone in one hand and my hard cock in the other, looking at the hot sex in the stalls of public restroom. All of sudden, my phone vibrated again and it was text message from Josh to come and meet him by some cafe in an hour. I put away my hard cock and flushed the toilet. As I walked out of the stall, I saw that there were much more action than the two I just witnessed as more noise came from other stalls and some of the men at the urinals were jerking off their hard cocks. As soon as I walked out, a black boy and a white man went in but they didn't close the door. As I washed my hands, I saw some of the men at the urinals walking over to that stall. I walked by the stall as I walked out of the restroom and saw the white man holding onto his ankle as the young black boy stood behind him and another naked black man was feeding his big cock to the white man's mouth. As I walked out on the street, I couldn't stop thinking about the public sex I just witnessed and had to stop few times to let my hardening cock go down. More than anything, I was impressed at the size of some of those black cocks and the expert oral sex skills of those white lips. As I reached the cafe, I saw another text from Josh telling me he was running late but I should look for his army buddies, Sam and Jam, followed by a text from an unknown number. It was Sam and he told me to meet him in the party room down in the basement. As I opened the door, I saw them quikcly cleaning the desk before greeting me. "I am sorry. I forgot to knock. I didn't think the door was going to open actually." "It's okay... C'mon in and close the door." As I closed the door behind me, one of the man in uniform locked the door. As I stood in the office, "party room" with two military men and a young man, my mind started to play the restroom sex again and my heart started to beat harder. One of the army man extended his hand to me. "I am Sam and that's Jam, it's Jamil but we just call him Jam. And this is my cousin, Robert." They barely moved. If it wasn't for Sam, I would have felt really awkward. But Sam was super friendly and have a very handsome smile. "Our friend Josh will be late and knowing him, it could be tomorrow morning. So lets wait for him here half an hour more, okay?" "Okay. What part of town are you staying tonight? I can try to book a hotel nearby you." "You can stay with us. Robert has a huge old house big enough for all of us." Robert started to take out the things he cleared when I entered the room and it was white powders. He made 8 lines and snorted 2 and passed it to Jam then to Sam. I felt a bit strange doing lines with strangers but Sam's friendly smile helped me to overcome the inhibition. And after the first line, second one was easier. Robert passed few more rounds before he exited the room. Sam was very chatty and told me about the army life and Jam even started to talk more. I enjoyed their stories but my mind kept on running back to the bathroom sex I witnessed and I had to keep on re-focus my mind. They started to talk about their Iraq experience and how they were lucky to be stationed far away from the danger zone and the worst they had to deal with was the smell of bunch of sweaty men in the heat of the desert. Then Jam added, "we all slept naked but held onto our weapons" and started laugh outloud. His laughter started to echo in my head as my mind was filled with the image of Jam and Sam naked. I was getting turned on by the idea of their naked body. Jam then said "we had some fun times" and clearly readjusted his bulge. As my gaze followed his hands, I noticed a big bulge on both of them. That's when the door opened and Robert entered the room and announced that he's done with work and we should wait for Josh back at his place. I guess Josh knows where Robert's place is. Then Robert started to set up another 8 lines "for the road." Sam suggested they should get out of uniform and stood up started to take his clothes off to boxers. Jam strippped as well to his tight breifs which outlined his huge semi-hard cock and huge balls tightly wrapped in the fabric. I finally took my gaze off of their body as Robert handed me the lines. As I started down the line, I started to stare back at their bulges and noticed that they didn't seem to be "changing" as they said but stayed in their underwears. As I started to think about maybe they noticed my fixed glare at their covered cocks, Robert took out a bong and told me to put my mouth on the hole and inhale as he lit it up. As I inhaled, I noticed that the bong had a glass bowl unlike usual weed bong. I started to exhale the smoke I was holding in my lung and the white cloud filled up the room. They took hit from the bong as well but I think I took the most hits. I lost track as I just took hits as Robert fed the glass bong to my lips. As I took more hits from the bong, I was getting hornier and more talkative. I started to talk about how I have fooled around with Josh in college with sucking each other's cocks and sometimes tasted each other's cum. Then about the restroom sex I witnessed and how it brought back the moemories of sucking Josh' cock and now how I wanted to try sucking their cocks. My mouth stayed gape open and a bit of drool on the side of mouth started to form as I stared up at them from the floor where I was by the time Robert fed me the glass bong the last time. Robert pulled me up in his arms and told the other two to get dressed and meet him at his place as he exited through a small door to parking lot. He carried me in one arm to his black SUV with tinted windows. After starting the car, he turned towards me and started to stare at me. I tried to focus my eyes on him but I couldn't. Only my mind stayed on him as I envisioned his dark hard cock and me sucking him deep like thoese other guys I saw. "Have you ever done G or T?" I just shook my head and smiled at him. He then took my hand and placed it on his cock. Then like a programmed robot the rest of my body repositioned til I was bent over the front seat of his car holding his cock with two hands and my face resting on this upper thigh. "Do you want to suck my cock?" I nodded and begged him. "Please I want to taste your cock. I want to suck it. Please." That's when I heard Josh's voice from Robert's phone. Robert started to talk to Josh in low voice as he directed the phone camera at me. I looked at the phone and saw Josh's face and a black figure right behind him. Josh was gettting fucked by some black person while talking to Robert on video call. Then suddenly the camera shifted and a cute black boy face appeared. "Welcome to the city of brotherly love, babe.... Are you high? Are you horny?" I just smiled back at the cute young black boy's face. He then moved the camera around to show me his huge mansized cock fucking Josh's white ass and there was another group of two or three black men and the white boy that I saw earlier in the restroom was on the floor under their bodies. I told Robert how they were the ones I saw earlier in the restroom. Robert then told me that Josh planned the whole thing and it seems like it worked so far. I was a bit shocked and froze brifely but soon the image of Josh's white hole swallowing the young black boy's huge man cock to the balls got me so horny that I started to massage the cock in my two hands as I used my teeth to bite and pulll down the zipper and undid the belt. I wanted to feel his naked cock but I didn't want to let it go from my grip either. So I used my teeth and tongue to shed layers of clothes til i finally got to his boxers. As I slid my tongue under the elastics to make enough room to bite, I tasted his sweat and precum. The taste and smell gave me a rush of instant hunger and I couldn't stop from licking and rubbing my nose all over his stomach and cock and upper thighs. After the uncontrollable hunger subdued, I continued to free his cock but as I started to pull the eleastic of his boxers with my teeth, his big cock sprang itself free and smacked me right on the nose, making my eyes tear a bit. But my tongue wrapped it around quickly to squeeze more of that delicious precum and my lips parted to swallow it down as I have seen others do. I took my time and it took few re-positioning but I was eager to take it all the way down to the balls and I finally reached the base of his cock. As I felt shortage of air and tried to pull out, Robert pushed me down and told me to breathe through my nose. It took few tries til I was able to breathe through my nose and the whole time Robert held my head. Once I was able to breathe through nose, Robert guide my head up and down on his cock. I heard a knock and saw Sam and Jam but I just continued sucking Robert as he guided my head. Then the phone vibrated and it was Josh's face quickly replaced by the young black boy and he watched me deep throating Robert's cock. Robert even held me down to show him how I learned to breathe through nose. Young boy said to Robert, "He's a quick learner. Have you bred him yet?" Josh interrupted and said something about a virgin. I was too busy to hear the rest of the conversation but heard Robert calling the boy James. Robert told me to ride on the other car with Sam and Jam and opened the front door for me. I got out and walked to the other car and got on the back seat. As I saw Roberts car pull out of parking lot, I felt sad and wanted to suck any cock. I started to ask Jam or Sam if I could suck their cock. Jam was driving so Sam got on the back seat with me and he helped me to get his cock out of his clothes down my throat immediately. Unlike his handsome face and friendly smile, he loved to be very verbal and loved smacking my face with his cock. And he started to pinch my nose as I choked on his cock. By the time the car stopped, I was in loved with Sam's cock and how he was giving it to me. So I more than willing to obey Sam as we walked into an adult shop. The owner was fat old black man and from the way they were greeting, they seem to know each other. Sam introduced Jam and me before he told me to go find a butt plug as he continued his conversation with the shop owner. I was clueless what buttplug looked like so I was just browsing when Sam called me over to them. When I got there, I saw the shop owner had his cock out and immediately I wanted to suck it. As soon as Sam told me to suck it, I was down on the old man's cock. Old man held my head tightly and fucked my throat. I just relaxed my throat and mouth not to get my teeth to scratch his cock but occasionally I squeezed his cock with my throat muscle to get some precum taste. The old man's big balls hit my chin as he fucked me and my nostrils were filled with his man scent. I was falling in love with his cock as he continued his fucking. Then I felt hands ripping my clothes and my ass felt cold air. Soon I felt fingers entering my hole rubbing lots of grease then different toys were pushed in and out of me til one was eventually pushed into me till it stretched my hole open widest before it got so smlll that my hole closed down on it. Still I felt the weight of it inside of me and the tip of the object stimulated my prostate if I moved certain way. I started to more my ass around as I continued sucking the shop owner's cock. Then a hand reached around my hole and pulled the butt plug out of me. It hurt a lot as I felt my skin almost ripped open but as they continued pumping it in and out of my hole, I was enjoying the sensation. The shop owner wanted to fuck my face more but Sam told him later as we walked out of the shop. Robert's car was in the parking lot as well and the backdoor opened as we approached. I saw Josh completely naked on the backseat with a huge smile on his face. I hopped in and started to greet Josh while he took out a frozen ice column and placed some crystal rocks in it. Then I felt a pull on my plug and saw that young black boy on the 3rd seat. He had his clothes on and looked very young. He pulled the plug out which made me jump then told me squat over the icicle as he rubbed some lube with his thick manly fingers. I tried to squat over the icicile but i couldn't find the right balance and relax my hole so I could take that massive ice in my hole. Finally the boy told Josh me to hold my legs up and the boy used brute force to jam the ice into me. It burned and hurt and it shocked my body as the cold chilll spread through me. But Josh silenced any screams by shoving his cock into my mouth. And the boy followed to enter the tunnel right behind the ice with his huge hard cock. They both left their cocks deeply imbedded in me the rest of the ride. When the car stopped, they both pulled out of me and shoved the plug back in my hole. It hurt as the plug was very thick at the base but as I started to walk off the pain, I forgot about it and once again I was filled with hunger for cocks.

Uncle Jim Alex was a budding drug user that was will initiated to meth use by being thrown in the deep end with generous slams. That first night Alex was well fucked that first night and he loved every second, inch and cc of what he got that night. Sure it was most likely the drugs, but Alex was already experimenting with pot, the leap to crystal was easy for Uncle Jim to get him to make. Alex was receptive to the drugs, what he wasn't aware of was the fact that Uncle Jim was HIV positive and the points his uncle used to slam him with were needles that his uncle had used before to slam himself. Uncle Jim wasn't taking any chances, Alex was going to be his HIV son. Alex crashed for the next couple of days after his first night partying. It didn't take long before Alex began to feel 'under the weather'. Uncle Jim cared for his nephew as he kept Alex in bed although he wanted to see his friend Nick. He had learned a lot from his uncle and wanted to share his good friend. While Alex was recovering from the fuck flu, unaware that he was becoming toxic himself, he asked his uncle to teach him how to slam himself. Uncle Jim let his nephew know hat there are several ways to do Tina and he will teach him every way as long as he could join him when he got Nick high. Uncle Jim had a plan and Alex was interested. A couple days after Alex was feeling better he invited Nick over to smoke some primo weed. Right before Nick arrived he took a couple bite pills his uncle gave him that would help him get (and stay) hard. They lit up the joint with Alex urging Nick to take large hits as he took small hits. This gave Nick more of the joint that had an ample supply of Tina. As the two got high, Nick higher than Alex, Alex had his moment to ask how Nick was enjoying the pot. Nick was loving the pot as he smoked the last of the joint. Alex moved in so that he could make his move I his friend. Nick was receptive to his friend's advancements. When Alex put his mouth on his friend's 6 1/2" cock hit gave him access to Nick's virgin ass. Alex knew what he had to do to get his friend higher and more receptive to the advancements he was making. This distraction made it easy for Alex to slip a couple small shards into Nick's hole. Nick felt the sight burn As Alex played with his hole. Despite the burn Nick was feeling he was starting to enjoy the attention his ass was getting. This allowed Alex to slip more of his finger (and more Tina) further into his hungry hole. While the drugs and stimulation were working his mind Alex moved on to the next step in the plan, planting the seed to get higher. Nick was very open to going hover just as Alex had done the night of his birthday. A little more Tina in his hole and Alex's suction in his cock had Nick practically begging to go higher. Uncle Jim had a plan Alex didn't know about which was to use a point that he used in when he taught Alex how to slam a couple days before knowing that this dirty point would bring Nick into their new family. The points were already prepared when Alex pulled them out from where he had them stashed along with a tourniquet. Nick watched with fascination as Alex fixed the rubber tourniquet on his left, muscular bicep. Without saying a word he used an alcohol prep on a prominent vein and quickly stuck the point in before Nick could say anything. There was the brief flash of blood before the large slam was emptied. When the tourniquet was pulled off Nick felt the drug move up his arm and into his chest causing him to cough as he rode his first rush. Nick never noticed that his 7" hard on had disappeared as Uncle Jim appeared and stated to rim Nick's hungry hole. This gave Alex an opportunity to give Nick his cock to suck as he prepared his own slam. Nick want and to watch as Alex administered his own slam. He fixed his tourniquet, swabbed a his vein then did his point home. With Uncle Jim's teaching, Alex made that this slam a lot milder compared to the his first slam and the one Nick had just received. Alex coughed out as he began to ride his own rush while Uncle Jim prepared Nick's hole fit Alex to fuck. Alex and Uncle Jim traded places allowing Alex to position his death stick at Nick's neg hole. Alex paused a moment as he began to reflect on the consequences of what he was wait to do, fuck a poz load inside his hunk of a friend. The thought of knocking his friend up just as his uncle had done to him. A reflected on the news when his uncle told him that he had pozzed his ass. This actually brought Alex and his Uncle Jim close. Alex fucked his friend with a passion and dropped a good size load into his friend. After he had drained his cock Uncle Jim took his place ass fucked Alex's toxic sperm deeper into Nick's formerly virgin (and soon to be poz) ass. They all had more slams as the afternoon progressed into night into the next day. Nick had been away from home longer than he had planned. This caused his parents to worry. When he finally returned home his parents wanted to ground the 19 year old. Nick wouldn't hear any of what his parents were telling him. He had been pondering this moment ever sine he admitted to himself at the age of 10 that he was gay. He went to his room, packed his things, went to his parents and told then he was gay and walked out the door.

LOUISVILLE - Had the pleasure of meeting (and breeding) a gorgeous young guy today. It was great to meet a pig who is educated about HIV, barebacking and PrEP and is willing to play out his fantasies at such a young age. I picked him up at his place and brought him to mine for a massage. He towered over me at 6'4" and I was a bit intimidated at first but once we got into the bedroom and he slid off his clothes revealing he was wearing those hot little assless underwear I assumed this massage was going to take a different turn. I started at his feet and legs and worked my way up his body with my massage. I couldn't quit looking at his cute little hairy butt. I hurried through the massage I had promised him and then began kissing all over his beautiful body, working my way back down to his ass. He had conveniently lifted his butt into the air a little bit so I could get a good taste. Skipping forward, the boy take my raw cock and begs me for my poz cum. He's on Truvada but the poz fantasy is alive an well in his soul. We took some pics and video but we didn't get me cumming in his hole on film. We kept saying how my poz cum was about to go into his neg hole and it was such a turn on for both of us! After he took my load he wasn't finished! He had a monster of a cock and asked me to sit on it so he could fill me with his sperm. I gladly agreed and it wasn't long before he was shooting his load in me. We are both leaving Louisville in less than a month but we have GOT to play again! He's a great pig. If there are any poz tops out there in the area that want to tag team this neg boy, hit me up.... he's dying to take two of us on at once! OINK OINK!

Sorry, but I disagree with that tactic, of just trying to slide on to it. Before I was poz, I was very much into safer sex (though not 100%, given that I'm poz). If a guy tried sliding on to my bare dick, I'd have more than likely pushed him off. Then you've wasted your time and his. Be a man, grow some balls and be honest about your desires. If you can't be honest about them, there is no point entering into a relationship (as you're going on a date, I'm assuming that a relatioship is a possibility).

CHAPTER 5 - A COLD BEER The next day was a scorcher, and Dalton did everyone in the neighborhood a favor by stepping outside in a few scraps of clothing to mow his parents’ lawn. In keeping with tradition, Brian and I stood at our kitchen window watching Neighbor Boy put on a show. Within 10 minutes, the kid’s tank top was soaked through with sweat, so he stopped to peel it off—leaving him in nothing but basketball shorts and tennis shoes. A few minutes after that, his waistband glistened wetly in the sun as it slowly slid down his lower abdomen to reveal a patch of dark fur sprouting up between his bellybutton and his cock. While Brian fingered my hole and I jacked my dripping poz cock, I told him we should invite the kid over for a cold drink—and maybe put on a little show of our own. My husband flashed a wolfish smile in response. And without saying another word, he stepped out toward the pool while I made my way toward the front door. * * * “Hey, bud—it’s fucking hot out here today. Can I offer you a beer?” I stood on the front porch wearing nothing but a pair of soccer shorts, waving a can of beer in Dalton’s direction. He looked a little surprised—I don’t think he expected us to be supplying him with alcohol—and responded with a friendly nod. I headed back inside, leaving the door cracked open. Moments later, he walked through the door, still shirtless. “I took off my shoes,” he said. “Is it cool for me to be in here? I don’t want to drip sweat everywhere.” “Sure, bud,” I replied, handing him the beer. “Drink up. Lots more where that came from.” He tilted his head back to chug the beer. As he did so, he inadvertently thrust his hips forward to reveal the clear outline of his fleshy cock. He killed the can in a single giant gulp. “You obviously need another one,” I said, tossing him a second can. Just as he opened it, I heard a door slide open behind me. It was Brian returning from the pool. I kept my gaze on Dalton—and just as I expected, the kid’s eyes suddenly went wide. I feigned curiosity and turned around to see what Dalton was staring at. And there was my husband, stark naked, dripping wet, his fat hole-wrecker of a cock fully erect, its thick dorsal vein pointed directly toward the taut, sweaty abs of Neighbor Boy. “Jesus, Brian!” I said, doing my best to appear mortified. “Put some fucking clothes on. We’ve got a guest.” “My God, Dalton—I’m so sorry,” he said, grabbing a towel from the guest bathroom and wrapping it around his waist. “No worries, dude,” Dalton replied quietly, his eyes locked on his beer can as his face flushed red. My gaze traveled down toward his crotch. Just as I’d hoped—and though he was trying to hide it with his free hand—the bulge in his shorts had grown noticeably thicker, causing that sweat-soaked waistband to slide a little lower. All three of us stood there in silence for a moment. Then Dalton shot a quick, guilty glance in my direction, gulped down the rest of his beer, and gave me a stiff nod. “Better get back to work,” he said, his voice shaking just the tiniest bit. “Thanks for the cold beers.”

Robert's Place.... Josh walked in front of me barely covering his naked body with a pair of shorts. I followed Josh dressed as little as he did. As we walked down the streets of Philly barely dressed, we met gazes of few men hanging out on the street. For some odd reason, we didn't see many women. James opened the door to an old house and we quickly followed in. It was pitch dark so I couldnt see anything. I stood by the door til a hand grabbed my hair and pushed me down. I heard metalic click then a hand felt my body around til he found my neck and put a chain around it. Then I started to crawl in the darkness as I was pulled by the chain around my neck. It felt like we were walking on a downward slope til we stopped and old school lantern was lit up. It was just 3 of us, James Josh and me. Then a loud noise started deeper in the darkness and the lights started to come on all over the place. It wasn't bright but gave enough light to see that we were on the basement of some home either being built or being turned down as the floor board of first floor was mostly gone. But the outer walls looked new and strong. There were lots of metal pipes and wooden poles that were supporting some odd things. From the darkness, Jam, Sam and Robert emerged and I felt my body being hit with a wave of lust at the sight of them. Josh must have had the same experience, as I saw him crawl to their feet and begged them for their cocks. Robert told him to help everyone out of clothes. I started to help Josh and started to take clothes off of James as I marveled at his youthful yet manly body. His semi hard cock was even bigger up close and his balls hung low and heavy. I couldn't help but stuck my tongue and licked his skin a bit before I moved to Jam to help his clothes off. Jam was rock hard by the time I got to his briefs and he was huge probably the largest of them. And just like the rest of his body, his cock was dark and shiny. As I started to lick around his dark foreskin, I tasted his precum and sweat and some other things that tasted like men. The more I tasted him, the hungrier I got. as I licked his head all over, his huge gigantic cock started to get even bigger to reveal his red head underneath all blackness. As I held up his cock and stared at it, I was fearful of its size. He must sensed it as he told me that I will learn to take it eventually. Now that all four of them were naked standing over me and Josh, I stayed on Jam and tried to take as much of his cock as I have done with others. James pulled me off and fed me the bong and told me hold my breathe and take as much of cock before releasing the smoke. I did that few times as I was told and found myself taking more of Jam into my throat and after few hits of poppers Jam fed to my nose, I was down to his balls. Then both James and Jam held my head and wrapped their fingers around my neck. My neck felt thin being stretched with a huge african monster cock from inside and the tight grips of their big fingers wrapping around. Jam and James yelled "look up" and as I looked up, I felt Jam's cock pushing out streams of hot liquid down into my body. James whispered "swallow pig" and I did. Jam pissed so much that inspite of my hard swallows, some started to filled my other cavities like my nostrils. But I continued swallowing as my face was now covered with piss, mucus and spit. Jam's piss had a very strong scent and it drove me crazy. As Jam pulled out of me, he took a marker and wrote on my forehead and took pictures. From far away, I could see Josh drinking Roberts piss as Robert worked on his computer. As James approached me, Robert yelled and the everything around me turned on to reveal myself on the floor. There were projections of cameras from different angles and I was the main focus. Josh came over to me and whispered "Now it's your turn" and started to kiss me as the butt plug was pulled out of me. It was yanked out of me so hard that I saw some blood on the plug. But the pain ebbed away as fingers rubbed all around my hole. I actually became quite numb at the opening of my hole. I felt some liquid drip down my thighs and Josh started to lick them all up. As he returned to kiss me, I tasted cum. The smell turned me on and I started to moan to Josh. Josh stood over me and started to lower himself til his cock was inside of me and started to pump in and out of my hole as he released his bladder into me. James held my body up just so that my open hole would be directly below josh. When Josh stopped pissing and fucking me, James slammed into me. He was only semi hard but my muscle was super relaxed that he entered without much problem. As I felt his balls rest on my butt, I saw Josh being led out by someone other than the four since they all stood over me. Jam started to piss more over me and I opened my mouth and swallowed as much of it as I was told by James. James was sweet and placed his hands over my eyes so it won't get into my eyes. After few jerks, James' cock started to get harder and bigger. He then filled with piss deep inside of my bowl. I used to my stomach muscle to carry his piss deeper into my body. Then Sam started to push his hard cock next to James'... after few unsuccessful push, Sam used to his finger instead and kept on rubbing some cream over and over til i felt a bit numb and he was able to push his cock alongside James' When he was half way in he started to piss and pump in and out of me. I felt pain and cried but James had me locked so I couln't even move an inch. As Sam continued his pumping, he was entering deeper and deeper into me. James put his lips on my ear and told me how good I felt. And he told me to take it like a man for him even if it hurts. As Sam fucked me vigorously pulling all the way out and slamming it in, lots of liquid splashed all over and saw some blood in it as well. James told me to look at the screens and I first saw myself. I was amazed at how my slim muscle butt was taking cocks as thick as my whole body. Then I saw blood but soon comforted by James telling me not to worry about blood since it's natural for a virgin to bleed. And he told me he loved me for me giving up my virgin hole to him and his friends. I told him I love him few times before I couldn't talk any more. Few minutes later, Jam sat over my head resting his cock and balls on my face. I hungrily used my tongue to guide his cock down into my mouth. His big balls covered more than half of my face and as he picked up his pace, his balls started to hit my face as they landed heavily on my face. When Jam got really hard, Sam and Jam switched places. James still kept his cock buried deep in me and stayed hard as ever. Jam was quite bigger than Sam so the whole fucking had to be rougher. I loved painful fucking by now. Jam started to slap my ass hard as Sam started to slap my face. James continued his whispers but gradually he was becoming more aggressive as well as he told me that I was born to serve him and his friends. As they took turns fucking me hard along James' hard cock, pain started to come back and my hole startedt to close up but as Jam fucked me with brute force, my hole got ripped open. Jam pulled out completely and they brought another frozen cum and rubbet it all over my ripped skin. It stung but I bit hard and took it like a man as James told me. Shortly after the frozen cum insertion, Jam bred me for the first time that night. It was so hot to feel stream of cum shot into me rather than melting out of me. I was hooked after Jam and begged James to breed me as well. When Sam started to cum in me, James started to shoot cum as well and for some reason, I felt more pleasure from James' cum since I felt more emotion for James at this point. Sam and Jam took over the filming and gave Robert a chance at me. James was still hard as ever and still deep inside o fme after the first cum. Robert told James to put me on a swing and I was lifted up in the air by James. James was pretty much same size as me yet he was way stronger than me. As he dropped me on the sling, my body moved away from him and his cock popped out of me but the swing moved back on time to impale me on his cock before my hole closed up. This made me jump and squeel with new kind of feeling.

1. I looked at my watch once more. It read 5:50PM; only ten more minutes of agony. There hadn't been a customer since 3:00PM; my manager had left at 4:30, and I prayed that one would not appear at the last minute. Thirty minutes earlier, I had tempted the customer fates by taking break in the back room; if one would come, it would have been when I had my pants down and my dick hanging out. Luckily, no one had come. I had changed into a jock strap and now the bright red waist band just barely peeked out from above my khakis. Outside, there was a slow drizzle still coming down. I didn't mind. It would make a last minute customer even less likely now, and the bath house would be even more crowded this evening. I looked in my backpack. The two booty bumps I had prepared before work were still there. All I had to do now was draw up some water and let it dissolve, and I'd be flying twenty minutes later. I did the math once more. Five minutes to close up. Five minutes to walk to the bath house. Five minutes to get settled in my room. And then five minutes to find a top to pound my hole. It meant could do the bump right before I locked the front door. Which, in turn, meant it was now finally time to fill it up and let it start dissolving. It only took a second at the stockroom sink to fill the booty syringe; I left it there for the small crystals to dissolve in the water. Back out in the sales room, it felt like an hour passed before 5:58 arrived. However, slowly, endlessly, it did. I sneaked into the back, dropped my khakis to my knees, and slid the thin tube deep in my hole. There was just enough lube left in my hole from cleaning out earlier that it went in easily. I pressed down the plunger and the cold liquid burned for a moment before it settled into a dull ache. It would be a few minutes before the tina soaked in and I savored the anticipation. I put the used booty bump in my bag, next to the one I was saving for midnight. There was also the pipe and torch, but those would be for later. I pulled up my pants back up and returned to the show room. The clock now read six o'clock. I was done and was completely free for the next four days. But my fates had other ideas. Right as I started towards the door, a man appeared from around the corner, and pushed his way into the shop. "Fuckin' A!," he exclaimed. "You're still open. Been a fucking bitch of an afternoon, running from store to store. You still got the new iPhones in stock?" "Yeah," I said. I shifted my weight, feeling those tiny few cc's of liquid shift in my hole. I had only a precious few minutes before it would hit. When it did, I wanted to be at the bathhouse, getting ready for a fat white shaft to slide into my hole. "Well, we were just about to close." The customer was a black man wearing a windbreaker and baggy sweats. I had gotten a lot better over the past few years, but I still hated dealing with them. It was always one problem after another: lost ID; wanting some blinged out phone; failing the credit check; after an hour of dithering, picking the cheapest one. I had never had a good experience with a black man. "But you have them?" I nodded, before I even realized what I was doing. "Good, he said, pulled down the hood from his ratty windbreaker. "Now, don't be a fucking cocksucker, and sell me a phone." I looked him over. He was tallish, maybe 6'1", with a definite muscle build. His head was clean-shaven, a smooth expanse of chocolate-brown skin. As I looked over his fine black body, I remembered my past. Of course, there was still the tattoo, but today, there was also the jockstrap. I had bought it at a leather store in Atlanta and the strap was decorated with Confederate flags. The tina was starting to work its depraved magic, and I found myself wondering how it would look; his fat black cock sliding into my white hole against the background of the racist symbol. It was always the first sign of the crystal kicking in; my imagination got more vivid, more extreme, searching out the taboo and dirty, the profane and depraved. I had never been fucked by a black man before. What I had been taught as a child was hard to overcome, but the tina was changing my outlook. At least I remembered the first rule of customer service. "I'm Mark," I finally said. "Hey, Mark! If you wanna take care of me, sell me the damn phone." I was quickly wrenched back to reality. He had caught me checking him out and I knew it would be the first of many betrayals the booty bump would commit against me. I looked back up at his eyes; they were neither friendly nor angry. They were just resigned. "Yo, Mark, it's cool. A good cocksucker can do things to my tool no girl would ever dream of doing. But first, I gotta get a new phone. Black. 32." "Gotta get it out of the back," I said, trying to focus on his face. I resisted the urge to look down. He was wearing baggy sweats and I knew if I looked down, I'd see the outline of his cock. In my mind, he had a long, fat black shaft. Mine, by comparison, would be nothing more than a tiny white one. "Sure man. You do what you gotta do," he said. "You mind if I smoke a quick one?" I was conflicted. I didn't really want him smoking any more than I wanted him in the shop. But if I made him go outside, it would take another five minutes, and that would be five less minutes getting plowed by an anonymous stranger at the bath house. "I guess," I said as I grabbed the keys. "Sure." In the storage room, I eyed my bag. A freshly loaded pipe was in there, not to mention the other booty bump. A quick hit seemed like just what I needed. I pulled the pipe out, staring at the pool of melted crystal at the bottom. It called to me, but I forced myself to put the pipe back in the case. The last thing I need was to get even higher. I had to remember that the booty bump had barely hit me. I had dosed myself with nearly a quarter and the weekend was only just beginning. I grabbed the box from the shelf, and went back into the show room. Even though I hadn't hit the pipe, I couldn't say the same for my customer. He had a long glass pipe hanging from his lips, and was carefully heating it up with a torch. From the slight haze in the air, it was clearly not his first hit. He looked up at me, and pulled the pipe out of this mouth. He just smiled, then exhaled a thick white cloud. I wondered if he knew it was getting recorded. If he did, he didn't seem to care. "You cool with this?" he asked, his tone letting me he didn't care if I was cool or not. "Needed to blow some clouds." "Sure," I said, putting the box on the counter. He was staring at me, and I was momentarily transfixed, like a deer caught in headlights. I licked my lips, first once, then twice, and a third time. He laughed. "Damn man. Your eyes are wide. Your head already up in these clouds?" "Yeah," I said. I was no longer stunned into silence, and was able to speak again. "Booty bump." "Well, damn man, I gotta catch up. But first, you gotta get that phone up and running man." "Yeah," I said. "Name? And your number?" "TJ. TJ Wiliams," he said and gave me his number. I quickly typed it in, as he savored another long slow drag off the pipe. I scanned in the phone, and waited for the activation sequence to finish. TJ did another two hits before offering me the pipe. "I know you're already tweaked," he said. "But a little more never hurt no one." I took the pipe. It was still warm and smoking and I inhaled deeply. The thick clouds filled my lungs, lifting me up and away from my mundane concerns. TJ was hardly a delay; he might even be the main event for the night. Unfortunately, right as I was exhaling, an error message came up on the screen. It was one I was far too familiar with; I was going to have to call the tech support line and get some stupid block cleared from his account. I had the number burned into muscle memory; it wasn't long before I had someone on the line. I tried to explain the situation, watching out of the corner of my eye as TJ hit the pipe a few more times. His hand had dropped to his crotch, and through the thin fabric, he was playing with his cock. Finally, the representative said he needed to talk with TJ. "He needs to talk to you," I said, handing him the phone. I tried to keep my eyes on his face, but a motion pulled my gaze down. The outline of his cock was clearly visible. It was a massive, thick rod already straining against the fabric of his sweats. "Yeah?" TJ said. He put the phone to his ear. "Hello?" he asked. "Hello?" He frowned. "Fuck that shit," he said, the anger palpable. "If they are going to put me on fucking hold, you're going to keep me happy." He pushed down his sweats, letting his cock spring free. "Suck my dick, faggot," he said. I hesitated, suddenly aware of the large glass windows facing the street. "Oh come on. I've seen how you've been drooling over it. You know you want it." With his free hand, he pushed me down to my knees, my face exactly level with his dick. I stared at the black snake for a moment, not quite believing where I had ended up. He wanted me to suck on it, to debase myself at the altar of his black cock. Involuntarily, I wondered what my father would say if he were still alive. It would have been bad enough that I was gay. It would be unforgivable that I was kneeling down in front of a black man and even contemplating sucking on his massive tool. "Come on cocksucker. You know you want it," he said, before pulling me forward onto his cock. By animal reflex, I opened my mouth, letting the black cockhead slide into me. So many years of my life had been spent teaching me how everything I was doing was wrong. Between the twin sins of sucking dick and hanging out with a black guy, it was hard to tell which was worse. But the combination of letting his warm cockhead slide into my mouth was a sin my father would have never been able to forgive me for. Nevertheless, I let it happen. This evening, it seemed like the right thing to do. It seemed like the absolute least thing I could do to improve this man's experience. As I nursed on his dickhead, I heard snippets of conversation. "Yeah," he said. "715 Oak St. Unit 5," followed shortly after by "5102." He listened a while longer, then finally said, "Thanks, yeah." and put the phone down on the counter. "Fuckholes," he said. "But it should be ok now." I looked up at him, his dick still nestled in my mouth. "One good thing, had you kept that up, I might have shot right down your throat." He picked up his new phone from the counter. "But now I can use your throat properly while we wait for my phone to sync." I nodded dumbly. I was still kneeling before this black thug, hungry for cock. "Take off your shirt, faggot." I didn't want to take it off, not for him. I had no idea how he was going to react; the tattoo was far worse than the jock strap. I was saving up, slowly, to get it removed, but for now, it was the reminder every morning and every evening of my youth, and the stupid choices we all make. It was simple, but powerful. A black eagle, holding a red Nazi swastika on my left pectoral. It had the unfortunate characteristic that the more I worked out, the more obvious it was. "Go on, cocksucker, take it off. Don't get all shy with me; you've had my cock in your mouth." I slowly pull it off, hunching over slightly, hoping against hope he doesn't notice it. But it was to no avail. "What's that faggot?" he asked as he pushed me back. "Fucking skinhead asshole, huh?" he laughed. "But yet, you gobbled down my big black cock, didn't you?" I nodded dumbly, trying to keep my balance as I leaned back, trying to stay out of range of his fist. He looked me over, and then started to laugh even harder. I dared to look down, and I saw the waist band of my jock strap clearly visible, the red flags almost glowing against my tan skin. "Fuck cocksucker. Just one racist asshole symbol after another, huh?" I try to protest but he slaps me. "Don't matter. I'll just take out a bit of insurance." He took the phone and swiped a few times. "Let's just get a few pictures of that sweet white mouth choking on my nigga dick." He smiled, as he spoke. "Just something to share with your manager. Maybe your white power facebook buddies as well." He grabbed the back of my head and pulled me down on his cock, forcing it into my throat. Before I can react, he got a picture of my mouth wide open, his cock sliding in. Then he took another, one of me staring at him. Then a third, this one of me gagging as the head of his cock hit the back of my mouth. Finally, a fourth one, drool dripping out around my mouth and my lips tight on the anonymous and massive black cock. By the time I had recovered from my gagging and coughing, I knew it was too late. The pictures had been synced to the cloud, and no matter what I could do, he'd always have access to them. "A better attitude on your part and these pictures will be our little secret. Any bit of racist white shit, and it's gonna be all over the internet. You got that white boy?" I nodded, acutely aware I had no option but to comply, however hard it was going to be for me. I took another look at him, taking time to see him anew: his massive chest, taut abs, and then his thick cock. It may have been the tina finally hitting me, but I realized it was the most beautiful, most perfect cock I had ever seen. It was thick, almost too thick to wrap my hand around. It was long, like a foot-long ruler hanging out from his groin. It was hard, hanging down under the influence of gravity. It was the porn-star epitome of cock, requiring my obedience of its every desire, and my worship of every inch of it. A little thing, like a poor racist whiteboy gagging was a thing of utter inconsequential pointlessness compared to the pleasure his ebony shaft demanded. I opened up my mouth, and swallowed it again. Once more, I started to gag again when it hit the back of my throat. It was no easier physically. If anything, his cock was thicker and harder, making it more difficult to take into my mouth. But mentally and emotionally, it was an entirely different world. I was no longer choking down on a black thugs cock, a man beneath me in every way. I was now worshipping the most perfect dick in the world and giving my ebony God pleasure. With his guttural moans of pleasure, forceful thrusts of his hips and the salutary effects of the tina, I powered through the urge to gag and let his steel shaft enter my throat and dominate my experience. "That's it cocksucker. Gobble it up." Another spasm of gagging racked my body but I forced myself to stay on TJ's cock. "Come on, Mark," he continued, resting his hand on the back of my head. There was only the slightest bit of force from him, but it was enough to let me know I had to stay on my knees and take his cock. As the spasm slowly subsided, I got more comfortable with his cock sliding in and out of my throat. "Damn," he said. "I guess anyone on the street can see us, huh?" I nodded as best I could while impaled on his black shaft. "Probably should be doing this somewhere a little more, private, maybe?" he asked. "I mean, you do work here." I nodded again, my mouth and throat still filled with his cock. "You have anywhere more private?" Once more, I nodded. This time, at least, he pulled out enough for me to say something. "Stock room," I said as best I could. "Sounds good," he said. He slowly pulled his cock out of my mouth, the fat head now glistening with a mixture of spit and pre-cum. It took me a second to recognize that it was my spit shiny on the black shaft, and that the majority of his pre-cum had dripped down my throat and into my stomach. I was already contaminated with the black man's pre-cum and it would only be a short while before he added his sperm to my body. "You go ahead and close up shop. I'll be back in the stockroom, waiting. Then we can finish this, um, transaction." Still on my knees but made brave by the crystal now coursing through my blood and invading my brain, I decided to make a different suggestion. "Well, I was going to go to the bath house after this. Do you want to come with me?" He smiled for a moment, torturing me with the silence. "Maybe," he said. I had barely processed his statement before the tina made another statement. However, it needed to use my mouth, my body to make it. "I'll pay for your entrance," I said. "Bath house," he said. "You mean, like a sex club?" "Yeah," I said. "Exactly." I was still on my knees, still right on level with his thick, hard cock. It was gently bobbing in time with each breath he took, and I thought I could see it throb with his every heart beat. I was fascinated by his black manhood. I had seen pictures online, but never seen a black cock so up close and personal. It was scary, almost evil, but at the same time, I was fascinated. As hard as it was to reconcile with my past, I was in awe of it. I needed to understand it, and the only way I knew how involved a night at the bath house. "Damn. So you're gonna get fucked there? Suck off random guys? "Yeah," I said, terrified, but knowing that it was the truth. And it was a truth I would have to confront at some point, no matter how hard I tried to repress it. "Fuck, faggot. Gonna get all loaded up, huh?" I nodded, not really wanting to acknowledge what he said out loud. But it was true. My plan had always been to get tweaked, head to the bath house, and see how many loads I could collect over the next twelve hours. Only now, at least one of those loads would come from a black man. I was momentarily repulsed at the thought, something so patently inferior and bad entering my body. But then I looked up and saw TJ looking down at me, a slight grin playing across his face. I would do anything to make him happy, no matter how debased it might be. "That I can get into," he said. "You lead the way." He pulled up his sweats, pushing his cock into them. It was still straining against the fabric and still plainly visible. I went into the back room, grabbed my bag, the empty booty bump syringe, and my jacket, turning out the lights and arming the alarm as I came back out. TJ was playing with his new phone, and looked up at me. "And don't worry. I've more than enough of this to keep us going all night," he said, shaking a fat bag of white crystals. I didn't tell him I had just as much in my bag. I turned out the lights, and locked the door behind us. The night was cool, the light rain still continuing. "Where we going?" he asked. "I took a bus, so hope it's close." "Yeah," I said. "Just down the street, actually." "Sweet," he said. We walked in silence. I wasn't sure what to say. All I could think about was how his cock had felt in my throat, and how badly I wanted his black meat in my hole. But that barely seemed appropriate out on the public street, even if it was relatively quiet and growing dark. Luckily, TJ rescued me. "You go here often?" I had been there every weekend for the past few months. I had long ago lost track of how many men I had let inside me or how many loads I had taken. But I wasn't ready to tell TJ about this side of me; he already knew more than I wanted. "Yeah," I said. "It comes and it goes." "And there's just sex going on? Anywhere?" "Well, there are private rooms. But sometimes in the halls or the dark corners." "Damn. Full-on sex?" "Yeah," I say. "Fuck man. And I've been jerking off all this time?" He laughed, right about the time we get to the door. It's a nondescript industrial building. The entrance is the only thing well-lit, a plain door that only reads "Private Club." I opened the door, and TJ walked in. I followed him and went up to the desk. I recognize the guy behind it; it's Dennis. More than once he has ended up in my room on his break, hitting the pipe, then hitting my ass hard. For a skinny guy, he has got a big cock, and he knows how use it. He smiled when he saw me. "Mark," he said. "Good to see you." He looked behind the desk and checked what rooms were free. Before I could say anything, he put a key on the counter. "Looks like we have an upgrade for you tonight," he said. "He with you?" Dennis continued, indicating TJ behind me. "Yeah," I said. "I'll get his locker." I pull out my membership and put it on the counter. "ID?" Dennis asked TJ. He pulled a wallet out of his jacket, and put his license down on the counter. "First time here?" Dennis asked TJ. "Yeah," TJ said. "I know you'll have fun," Dennis said and rang us up. I pulled out my wallet and opened it up to get some cash. TJ was standing behind me and was tall enough to see over my shoulder. As I counted out three twenties, TJ let out a low whistle of appreciation. I had gotten enough cash to cover the bath house as well as several rounds of re-stocking on favors. It made for a thick wallet. "All done," Dennis said, and buzzed the two of us in. He met us inside, holding a few towels and the keys to the room. "Gotta check your bags," he said. "What?" I asked. Reluctantly, I put my bag on the counter. If I had known, I would have taken precautions to hide the favors. "Yeah," Dennis said. "Boss wants me to make sure we keep our reputation." I repressed the urge to laugh. Of the several sex clubs in town, this one had the reputation for being the sleaziest. It was why I went. Dennis opened my bag, and started to look through it. At least I had already done one booty bump. It wouldn't be enough, but it would be better than nothing. "Hmmm," he said, digging through the bag. "I think you should know better." From the bottom, he pulled out two forgotten condoms, no doubt the relic of some ancient, mis-guided attempt at safer sex outreach. He tossed them into the garbage, before zipping my bag back up. "Yours?" he said, turning to TJ. "I'm not sure about this," TJ says. He's holding his bag a bit protectively. "Don't stress," I said. "It's just a formality." "I guess," he said, and put the backpack on the counter. Dennis unzipped it, barely looked in it, and zipped it back up. Dennis reached under the counter and pulled out a plain white envelope. He handed it to TJ with his bag. "First time. Welcome. I doubt you'll need it, but here's something to make it extra memorable." He winked at me before handing me the towels and keys. "342," he said. "I'll find you on my break?" "Sounds good." TJ and I started up the stairs. It was a Friday evening, so it was already fairly busy. TJ was staring in open wonder at the range of men walking around with nothing more than a towel. I was staring as well, looking forward to the rest of the evening.

PART I: SURRENDERING MY SOUL TO A STRANGER I used to trust in God. I followed him, worshipped him, believed he could save me from damnation. But even on my best behavior—even when I was the star of Sunday School—I harbored a deep fascination with anything that flourished in God’s absence. I told myself that I wanted to live in the light of Christian convictions, but spent hours daydreaming about the heat and depravity and chaos of a place like Hell, where God’s light could never be seen again. Somehow, despite everything I’d ever been taught, the idea of Hell—that is, a place of endless darkness characterized by weeping and gnashing of teeth—just didn’t seem like such a bad gig. Think of all those deep shadows, and all the twisted fun you could have under the heavy blanket of neverending night! I finally got a chance to explore the darkest of my daydreams during the summer between high school and college. Just a few months after my 18th birthday, I took a road trip through Southern California, telling my parents that I wanted to see Disneyland and Sea World. My actual plan, however, was to spend a week exploring Palm Springs. I’d read stories about all the twisted goings-on at those clothing-optional resorts, and I needed to see some of it for myself. I still hadn’t told anyone I was gay, I was a virgin, and I was terrified of all the things I didn’t know about gay sex. I had no plans to go hog-wild, but simply wanted to be a quiet observer—maybe even get a first-hand look at the grunting wild-animal communion of male bodies going bump-bump-bump in the night. I’d done enough research to know that the gay resorts in Palm Springs were mostly concentrated along Warm Sands Drive, so that’s where I went first. I parked my car a few blocks away—cautious and discreet as ever—and nervously approached the main cluster of sex clubs. As I made my way along the sidewalk, I heard footsteps just a few feet behind me. Turning around, I found myself in the presence of an unusually tall, powerfully built man—he was just shy of seven feet, and his shoulders were at least twice as wide as mine. And just to be clear: I’m no slouch in the musculature department. I played football and wrestled in high school, and I have a nicely proportioned jockboy frame. Think of me as that dark-haired white boy-next-door, standing six feet tall and weighing 185 pounds, with a well-developed chest, tight abs, and a clearly defined trail of fur leading down past my navel to my uncut cock and heavy, low-hanging balls. But this guy? He was next-level. And even in the darkness, the way he looked at me was flat-out mesmerizing: his eyes glinted in the evening heat, as if his stare could bore right through my skin. “Hey there,” he said as he approached, flashing a slightly fiendish grin. “What’s a cute boy like you doing in this part of town?” “Oh, just checking out the sights,” I said lamely. He was now standing right next to me, or actually towering over me, and I could feel an intense warmth vibrating from his body. He maintained that unearthly stare, and we just stood there in silence for a few moments. Then he took my hand, gently guiding it to his crotch, and used my fingers to trace the full outline of a rock-hard cock that appeared to extend halfway down his thigh. I looked into his eyes again. He was smiling down at me, quietly nodding as I explored the massive girth of his dick. Then he leaned down and whispered in my ear. “I have a place not far from here,” he said, the depth and richness of his voice causing my little virgin hole to twitch. “Do you want to follow me there?” I replied with an eager nod. “Good—then open your mouth, boy.” I opened wide, and he spit in my mouth before sinking into a passionate kiss. “I hope you like that spit.” I smiled and nodded, which frankly surprised me—I wouldn’t have imagined that spit could’ve turn me on, but it did. And somehow, just then, my head started tingling and my nipples started quivering and my hole started pulsing with hunger. He leaned down to spit in my mouth again. That caused my head to tingle even more, and I could feel my heart racing like I’d just binged on a gallon of coffee. He cupped my face in his hands, looked intently into my eyes, then nodded with clear satisfaction. “Oh, I can see it in your eyes now. You’re definitely mine,” he said matter-of-factly—and I felt no need to contradict him. Just then, he quietly thrust his fingers down the front of his pants. I glanced down to see the outline of his hand exploring his giant cock-bulge for a moment or two, at last re-emerging to show me his fingers covered and dripping with an impressive layer of thick, white cum. “I leak,” he explained. “I leak constantly. A fucking geyser of precum, all day. Now open your mouth again.” I complied without hesitation, my eyes fluttering as he slowly worked his jizz-covered fingers into my mouth. Moments later, my head experienced a fresh rush of that tingling sensation, even stronger than before. I found myself involuntarily arching my back to expose more of my fuckhole to anyone who might be passing by. And the simple sensation of my T-shirt rubbing against my suddenly ultra-wired nipples made my entire body shiver with the anticipation of sexual discovery—and the promise of sexual corruption. “Call me Abraxas,” he said. “And you are?” “Michael,” I replied. “Ah yes—the archangel,” he said with a vicious smirk. “By the end of the night, I might need to give you a new name.” “Please, sir: do whatever you want.” “You mean that, boy?” His stare had taken on a new intensity, and I found myself feeling weightless, like tumbling in space, all of my energy and attention somehow absorbed by that sharp glint shining from the depths of his eyes. “Yes I do,” I replied without missing a beat, as if that were the only possible answer. “I want you to repeat after me,” he said. “Are you ready?” I gave him a nod, and his voice lowered and flattened as if emerging from the deeper recesses of his massive frame. “Abraxas, lord and master, I surrender my body to you.” “Abraxas, lord and master, I surrender my body to you.” “Abraxas, lord and master, I freely give you my soul.” “Abraxas, lord and master, I freely give you my soul.” “Mold me in your image. Make me yours. Mark me. And never let me go.” “Mold me in your image. Make me yours. Mark me.” Here I paused as he leaned down to kiss me—but this time, as my tongue explored his mouth, I felt an unusual sharpness along the ridges of his teeth. He withdrew from the kiss, then gently repeated: “And what else, my boy?” “And never let me go. Please, please: never let me go.” He smiled with the slyness of a quiet conqueror. And just then—though I told myself, again and again, that it must have been a trick of the evening light—his eyes took on a subtle red glow, shining like embers, as he placed his arm firmly around my shoulder and showed me the way to his dark sanctuary.

I was putting my day off to good use, sprawled out by the pool of my apartment complex on a hot afternoon. I’d just climbed out of the water a few moments earlier and settled into some sunbathing when I heard voices approaching. At first I was annoyed that I no longer had the (rather small) pool area to myself, but very quickly changed my mind when I saw who’d arrived: a pair of young twinks who I hadn’t seen around the building before. One was tall and slim, with short blond hair, and the other was a much shorter, slightly more built guy who I couldn’t quite pin down — maybe a Latin-Asian mix? I felt more than slightly pervy doing the old “my sunglasses are on so you can’t tell where my eyes are” maneuver, checking them out as they pulled off their shirts and threw their belongings down. I can’t lie, at first I wondered if they were even legal — they didn’t look SO young, but you can be fooled — though I eventually realized that the shirts and hats they’d shed had UCLA logos on them. Between the voyeurism and the “are they legal?” question I was creeping myself out a bit, so I resolved to show some self-control, stop staring, and get back to relaxing. After a few minutes I’d clearly zoned out pretty good, because I was shaken awake by a sudden voice: “Hey, man — you using this?” It was the blond one; they’d climbed out of the pool and were both standing there, dripping, asking about the chair next to me. “No no, go right ahead,” I said. “Just me today.” “The sign says you should never use the pool alone,” he replied, smirking, pointing to the huge list of rules and regulations posted on the wall right next to me. I smiled. “My boyfriend’s out of town this week, alas. And he hates swimming anyway. I pretty much only ever get to use the pool when he’s not here.” “His loss,” said the other one, pulling the chair into place (and giving me an impressive look at his bent-over bubble ass as he did so). Deliberate? Maybe. I’d pegged these kids as just two straight friends at first, but figured I’d throw the boyfriend thing out there to see if they picked up on it. And I was starting to think they had. “Sorry it took me a sec to realize you were talking to me, by the way,” I continued. “I, uh, can’t lie, I’m a little stoned.” “Nice!” said the blond guy. “Dude, swimming stoned is the best. So fucking relaxing.” “I’ve never done it,” said his friend. “The next time I get weed we’re hanging out here all day.” Opportunities don’t come much bigger than that. “Actually,” I said, “I don’t mind sharing if you guys are cool. The bong’s already packed upstairs.” “Seriously? Yes please, damn. You don’t mind?” The blond guy was already sitting up in his chair. “Oh I’ve got plenty,” I said. “And, uh, I’m reasonably sure you’re not cops.” “No, no we are not,” he replied, with a huge, goofy grin. “Definitely not.” We collected our stuff and headed to my apartment, just a few doors down from the pool. Inside it was cool and dark, and I realized just how much I’d been sweating in the sun. I switched on the A/C as they entered behind me. The Latin guy laughed. “Yeah, you’ve been smoking in here, man. Smells amazing.” “Ha. I’ll have to air it out before the BF gets back. Bong and lighter are on the table, help yourselves, guys. I’m gonna be in the bathroom real quick.” The blond guy wasted no time taking a huge pull as I walked out of the room for a moment. In the bathroom, I adjusted the growing boner that was developing in my suit — I still wasn’t COMPLETELY sure this was going where I thought it might, so I didn’t want to freak them out. I figured my next move would be to offer them drinks to take down to the pool when they headed back, which would at least keep them in my apartment for a couple more minutes of flirting. I flushed the toilet to sound natural and headed out into the living room — —and caught the two of them on my couch with their tongues down each other’s throats, and the blond guy tweaking the stiff nipples of his smaller, built friend, who had a very clear boner tenting the front of his swim shorts. “Oh, shit,” said the blond kid, pulling back suddenly. “Sorry. That was weird.” “Sorry,” said his friend. “I, uh, I get horny really quick when I smoke.” “Don’t fucking stop on my account,” I said, grabbing the bong and taking a hit myself. They both smirked and turned back to each other; this time, the blond kid grabbed his friend’s crotch and started squeezing his hard cock through the fabric. I settled in next to them and started flicking his nipples just the way he apparently liked it. He moaned and immediately grabbed my face to pull me into a wet, sloppy kiss, with a lot of tongue. He was not kidding; weed made him insanely horny. The blond kid grabbed his friend’s shorts and pulled them down, freeing a thick, uncut brown cock with foreskin completely over the head, even though it was rock hard. Damn. As he climbed off the couch and got between his friend’s legs, I could see his own shorts pushing out in the front. He flipped down his waistband and hauled out a long, slightly up-curved cut cock with a bright red, pointed head. He swooped in and stuck his tongue into his friend’s foreskin, swooshing it around as he took firm hold of the base of that thick cock. His friend moaned into my mouth, and dropped his own hand onto my crotch, squeezing my own dick, which was trapped against one of my legs. “Oh fuck,” he said. “You’re hung, man.” I smiled. “Eight and thick,” I replied. Without missing a beat, the blond kneeling on the floor reached over and gave me a squeeze himself, then started pulling at my shorts. I let him take them down and my own throbbing, cut cock bounced back and slapped my stomach. The Latin guy groaned and spat in his hand, slicking me up and working me over, as his friend stopped tonguing the head of his boner and instead swallowed the whole thing, to the root, spit sliding down the shaft and pooling in his friend’s trimmed pubes. I enjoyed the show — and the handjob — as the two of them locked eyes, that thick Latin cock sliding in and out of the blond’s sucking mouth. He was beating his own meat pretty furiously. “We should definitely be going into the bedroom,” I said, standing up. They agreed. As we walked in, I headed to the nightstand and pulled out poppers, condoms (fished them out of the back of the drawer, since the BF and I don’t use them), and lube, the responsibility of any good host. The Latin immediately flopped on his back onto the bed, and the blond knelt up by his face, slapping his cock across his lips. Greedily, his friend sucked on the head, gradually working his way further down the shaft. I wanted my own turn sucking that uncut dick, and wasted no time getting between his thick brown thighs. He spread them wide and pushed his cock up into my mouth. It tasted amazing — still a slight funk under the foreskin, but nothing nasty, just enough to make it delicious. And he was a precummer, too — when I pulled back for a moment and squeezed his cock, a thick white drop pushed its way out and spread onto his knob, the foreskin quickly smearing it across the head. I pushed my tongue into his slit and dug out as much as I could. Meanwhile, the blond had found the poppers, and was alternating between taking hits and feeding them to his friend. Eventually they got around to offering them to me, and after a few good snorts I could feel my whole body warming up. The only thing I like quite as much as fucking on poppers is eating ass on poppers — and since this Latin kid was clearly relaxed and game for anything, I grabbed his thighs and pushed them up to expose his hole. It was incredible — brown and twitching, with a thick line of hair running down his taint and framing it on both sides, but completely hairless ass cheeks. I immediately spat onto his hole and dove in, hearing him moan around the long white cock in his mouth. His ass tasted even better than his cock — like chlorine, from the pool, but also sweaty from the sun. I dug as deep into his hole as I could, spitting fresh lube onto his hole as I went, as I looked up to watch the blond’s dick disappearing into his mouth, with wet slurping sounds. He was a serious cocksucker. Each time the blond bottomed out in his friend’s throat, his body spasmed, and his hole bit down on my tongue. Good fucking god, was this ever hot. A little overwhelmed and breathless from keeping my nose pressed into his ass, I pulled back and let the Latin’s legs down. He immediately got up and rolled over, getting on his hands and knees as he took my cock in his mouth and pushed his ass towards his friend, who quickly dove in to eat some hole himself. He didn’t spend long, though — after a few quick plunges of his tongue, and a huge wad of spit hocked onto the hole, the blond took up position, and sank his entire seven-inch cock in, spit-lubed, raw. Well, shit. This was officially the hottest fuck in the world. The Latin moaned long and low, and fumbled for the poppers, taking a huge hit to prepare himself for a pounding. It wasn’t long in coming — after a few slow, deep thrusts, letting that ass get used to him, the blond dropped another wad of spit onto the spot where that hole was swallowing his dick, and began to take longer strokes, building up to a steady rhythm as his hands dug into his friend’s hips. Meanwhile, the Latin grabbed my rock-hard cock and took it down his throat. He was truly spitroasted. I leaned over his body and grabbed his ass cheeks, pulling them apart to watch the insanely hot action as his friend barebacked his perfect hole. Eventually, I couldn’t help myself — I got in there and stuck my tongue in, lubing up that young cock. I straightened up and locked eyes with the blond, who was flushed red and sweating. He smiled. “I’m not gonna last long, man,” he grunted. Before I could even speak came the response from below — “Shoot in me,” groaned the Latin, dropping my cock from his mouth. “Give me that huge fucking load.” That was all the trigger he needed — he began to pound wildly into his friend’s ass, the sound of cheek slapping on thigh becoming sharp and loud. A low moan escaped his throat and built into a howl as he thrust in as deep as he could, pushing the Latin’s face into my crotch, and began to shudder, pumping cum all the way down into that hot, sucking hole. “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck,” panted the Latin. “I can feel it. Fuck.” The blond gasped and exhaled, shaking one last time as he began to withdraw from that soaked hole. There was a wet splattering sound as the head of his cock popped out, along with a quick puff of air from the jackhammer thrusting he’d been laying down. His lean, wiry body was bright red and shiny with sweat. He stepped off the bed and stood admiring his handiwork, breathing heavily. I was in pig heaven, and had to know what that hole tasted like. I spun the Latin around to point his ass toward me; he flopped back onto his back, and took up the position I’d eaten him out in before. Now his dark brown hole was slick with spit, and just the tiniest white froth of cum around its rim; I licked it eagerly and pushed in as deep as I could. I could taste the salt, but was disappointed not to find any actual jizz; the blond had pumped his load too deep. “Fuck, man,” said the blond, appreciating the sight of my face buried in that well-fucked hole. “That’s hot.” The Latin was back on the poppers, and handed them down to me, locking his knees behind his elbows and crunching up his abs. His cock, which he had not touched throughout that merciless fuck, was rock-hard and wet at the tip. “Fuck me,” he said. “Get in that wet fucking hole.” Between the poppers and his encouragement, I nearly passed out. I pressed the head of my cock against that cunt and pushed right in — no further lube required. That was a damn good sign. His eyes rolled back, the poppers taking hold. I knew he could take it now — so I gave it to him. My cock is thick and long, and I pounded it in and out, letting the head pop free every few strokes and fucking the whole length back into him. His hole felt like hot silk. Soon, my long strokes began to have the exact effect I was hoping for — they pulled that “huge fucking load” the blond had shot up out of the depths of his ass, white froth beginning to collect at the base of my dick and around his grasping pucker. The wet, slapping sounds became truly incredible, and a dark spot started to form on the sheets. I pulled out one more time and studied the hole — jackpot. A thick, milky stream of cum trickled out of the hole and down his back. I licked it up, spat it onto my cock, and pushed back in. “FUCK yes,” he barked. “That’s fucking nasty.” “You like getting bred, huh?” I asked. “I fucking love it,” he growled, his eyes lighting up. “I can’t fucking get enough. I was the dorm cumhole all last year. I moved over here because FUCK—“ I bottomed out in him “—I need some cock from real men, too.” “You live in the building now? Fuck, I’m gonna want this hole again,” I said. “Anytime you want, man. Bring your friends.” That was too much. This kid was maybe twenty, and was begging for multiple loads in his hole. And the promise of seeding this ass again? “I’m gonna breed this hole so fucking deep,” I said. “Seed my ass man.” He hit the poppers. “Fucking flood it.” I pulled the bottle out of his fist and paused to take a deep hit, saving myself from going over the edge, but staying right on it. I wanted this to be the most intense orgasm I could possibly manage. As that warmth washed over me, I looked down at the kid’s hole. It was soaked with a thin, clear layer of jizz, and my pubes were wet and matted down. That was it. I slammed in deep and moaned as a burning hot load shot out of my cock. “Shiiiiit,” he said. “You’re fucking pulsing.” I was. The base of my cock was jumping as I fired seven or eight huge bursts of cum into his ass, then a dozen smaller drops as it continued to throb. Sweat dripped off my brow onto the boy’s face. He looked up and pulled me into another of those wet, sloppy make-outs as my softening cock flopped out of his ass. I looked up — shit, I’d forgotten about his friend. He’d left the room to get the bong, and was now back, beating his once-again hard cock. As I flopped onto my side on the bed, the Latin obediently swung around, still on his back, turning ninety degrees and hanging his ass off the edge of the mattress and dropping his face onto my leg, next to my dick. The blond was clearly on the edge, and was furiously whipping his cock around in a death grip. Positioning that pointed head an inch away from his friend’s hole, he gasped and shot hard, a thick, forceful jet of cum hitting the exact bullseye center of that well-fucked ass. He immediately pushed in and buried the rest of the cum as deep as he could, that thick first shot sliding up along his shaft as he fucked away. As the blond smeared his second load around that hole, the Latin finally took hold of his own dick and, with just a few seconds of intense, furious jacking, sprayed an enormous, splattering volley of cum across his torso, catching his face and my stomach in the crossfire. The blond grabbed his phone and took a victory snap of his friend’s sloppy hole. I admit I was jealous I didn’t think to do the same. Finally, the Latin relaxed, his tight muscles unclenching as he let down his legs and arms. He laughed and smiled. “Well,” he said, breathlessly. “That was fucking awesome.” “I… yeah.” I didn’t have any words for a response. So I didn’t bother. I thought perhaps they’d both relax for a moment — but the Latin scooted off the bed, knelt in front of the blond, sucked the last few drops off the tip of his cock, and then grabbed his swim shorts. “What’re the odds we can get back to the pool before I totally soak the ass of these, huh?” He wondered aloud. “Not great,” I said. “Look.” The blond laughed. “He’s right man, fuck. There’s already a huge spot right between your cheeks.” The Latin smiled. “Well, if I’m lucky, there’s another slut half as hot as you in this building who’ll see it,” he said, winking in my direction. “So, uh, yeah, thanks for the weed man,” said the blond, tucking his own cock back into his swimsuit. “That was… fucking hot.” “Any fucking time, seriously,” I said. “You’re here in the building now, so—“ “Oh I’ll find you,” said the Latin guy. “Believe it.” The blond slapped his friend’s ass and smiled, and they headed for the door. “See you soon,” they said, flip-flops snapping on the concrete outside as they returned to the pool to wash off an incredible fuck. I grabbed my phone to text my partner. “You are never gonna believe what’s moved in here. Save your loads until you get back.”

Yep. I jack. Pleasure for both guys is a must for me. My opinion, of course.

I was at my office yesterday and we were having a big client event for the fireworks scheduled for the evening. There were already about 100 people there and I went to the mens room to take a leak and fired up Grindr. There was a guy and it said he was 50' away. Damn.. I figured he was at our event and when I saw his face I remembered talking to him and thinking he was hot and very friendly. The type that reached out to touch your arm when he talked to you. I found him and he smiled at me. we talked a little and I said, "So, I see you are on Grindr too" and he laughed. "I wondered how long it would take you." He felt my arm and stealthily ran his hand down my back and squeezed my ass. My Grindr profile makes it clear what I want. I invited him to see the back office that we are going to lease out and he followed me. In no time flat, that door was locked and I was on my knees sucking his fat uncut cock. I felt like he wanted more so I pulled off, stood up and dropped my pants and bent over the desk. He spit in his hand and lubed up his cock. I spit and lubed up my ass and I reached back and pinched his long foreskin and tucked it in my hole. He pushed ahead and sort of used it like a delivery tube sending his cock in my ass. I love that action any time I can find one long enough to do it with I take advantage of it. He fucked me real slowly but pushed in deep and grunted on each stroke. He was quite long, likely 7 or 8 but not too thick so it was an easy relaxing fuck. He was hard as steel and in no time I was getting an assload of hot cum. We straightened up and went back in and just as we got back to the office a redheaded woman smiled, waved and came to us. He chuckled and said, Hey Marc, this is my wife Jeanne." We shook hands, I gave them both my business card and we parted company. About an hour later I got a text and it was him asking to see the other office again. I went home with two of his loads up my ass. Entertaining clients isn't so bad sometimes, but I am always surprised at the number of married guys who like bare fucking.

I had a friend, well it's complicated, coming over last night. We met about nine years ago, he was 16 at the time, I was 19. We flirted back then, kissed a few times, but never actually fucked or anything because he was way too confused about coming to terms with his sexual orientation. We've been on and off through the years, so last December our contact started up again, this time more intense. Anyway, he got home last night and we started drinking a few beers and smoking. He's into weed, I'm into hookas, so we just blended the whole idea and started getting high. It hit hard and fast. He knows I'm a versatile top, but he's a top himself, so he knew that if there was going to be sex, he was going to top me. Yes, please. We started making out and I just grabbed his package. That sausage was soft, but you could feel it getting thicker and harder by the second. He moaned a bit when I put my hand under his boxers and grabbed his balls. The feeling of being stoned but conscious of what you're doing is actually kind of pleasant. We left the living room and crashed in my bed. We undressed and there he was: a 25-year-old male, with the right amount of hair, athletic but not muscular, clean shaven, with a 9-incher completely rock hard. I pushed him back, he fell on top of the sheets and I just started sucking. He was moaning and groaning. He also became extremely verbal: "Fuck, I've never felt that. Do it again," he said when I deepthroated him. He grabbed my head and started fucking my mouth wildly. We kissed and he started stroking my throbbing dick. In a matter of seconds, he was giving my head like there's no tomorrow. I seriously advice to try getting high and having sex, best feeling ever. While he was sucking me, he started to massage my hole and put a wet finger inside. I moaned and he kept finger-fucking me. We were ready to fuck. Even though I love BB sex, I got a box full of rubbers just in case. I'm not going to let a hottie escape because he doesn't want to go BB. The problem was that his cock is just too big, so my condoms would not fit. Well, they did, for a while. He started pounding my arse as I was on all fours, and I could feel the head of his cock in my stomach. When he started going wild, he said: "Fuck, babe. It broke." I turned around, looked at him, removed the rubber, lubbed it up and said to him: "put it back in." He asked me if I was sure, and after nodding he went back at it. What a fucking festival of sounds, heat, sweat! We were sweating like pigs, and this boy-turned-man was pounding the shit out of me bare. He pushed harder and said: "I'm gonna cum," and I only said: "do it." He groaned and moaned as he bred me, immediately falling over my back knackered. He asked me to stroke my cock and give him a facial, so I complied. Turned him around -he's way smaller than me- and started jacking off as he dirty-talked to me. I shot five or six times, I think. His face was all shiny and white. After that, we hit the shower, had something to eat and went to bed. He left about an hour ago. Who has been fucked or has fucked a friend from the past after many years?

But in I went. I met both of them. They were nice and made me feel welcome. We talked and I went to clean out. After I was done, I went out to the living room wearing a bathrobe. We talked about what I wanted It and as I was nervous, said I would try a booty bump. I went into the kitchen and bent over and spread my checks. He shoved a needless syringe up my ass and gave me the bump. I did not feel anything and then a warm feeling in my ass and then all,over. We went into the garage where he proceeded to give himself a slam. I had never seen anyone slammed and could not keep my eyes of his arm. I got into the sling and spread my legs. He fucked me and shot cum in my ass. Then he fucked me and fucked me., filing my as each and every time with his cum. He tried to fist me but I as just too tight. But all afternoon, he filed me with his pox cum. Finally, at the end of day, he finally just got his fist up my ass and it felt so good. The whole day, felt good in my ass. Left for home. Then went back in a month. This time during the session, I took two bumps and both felt so good. Again he fucked me all day. He filled me up with his cum. At times he would take some of his cum out of my ass and fed it to you. Taking breaks from fucking me, he would fist me. Twisting his fist in my ass. Again, took his pox cum in my ass. Was there for most of the day. When I got back, we emailed back and forth and I found out he was not on meds. I knew he was poz but assumed he was on meds. I thought and thought about it and decided I would continue getting fucked by him. Would deal with it. Next time he said I should just try a slam and I would love it. As it turned out, he could have not been more right.there was another person there to join us. He slammed me and I could not take my eyes of the needle going in and then the flash and he pushed it in. I felt it going through my body and started coughing and coughing and could not breathe. The other guy grabbed my arm and held it above my head. Felt I good, hot into the sling and spread my legs as I wanted cock and more cock in my ass. I had decided I wanted his pos cum. I looked at him, smiled and slightly nodded. He smiled back and clearly understand I was going to take all the poz cum he wanted. Then he slammed Joe the new guy and then himself. He started to fuck me and fuck me and every time deposited cum in my ass. While in the sling I would suck Joe while getting fucked. He filled me with his cum. Then Joe got into the sling and he got fucked. I then got between joe's legs eating the cum out of his ass. I got into the sling and Joe started playing with my ass. He has large hands and worked on stretching my hole. He got 8 fingers in my ass. He had the sexist hands and was hot. At the same time I was sucking the other guy's cum coveted cock. During the afternoon I continued to get fucked and more cum in my ass. I would come up about once a month. Would be there about 9 hours.would get slammed every time. I would get a second slam half way through the day. I would cough like no tomorrow which would make everyone laugh. I would get into the sling and after again give him a small smile and nod. He would smile back. He knew I wanted his poz cum. When he would fuck me, would say, daddy please breed me, please give me your hot cum. He would fuck me and fuck me filing me with cum each time. When someone else would play with my ass, I would suck daddy's cum covered cock. Also they would shove dildoes up my ass. This went on for a number of months. We made a date for me to cum up, Normally he would have someone there. I got there for our monthly play. That is when it happened.

(Back in NYC) In the car, Matt didn't say much to me. As I sat in the car, I was sweating out the chem and since I it was the longest time of no sex since my initial conversion fuck from couple of weeks ago, my mind started to grasp the reality and I started to feel embarrassed at how piggy I have become and my new life with the virus. I started to cry knowing I could never be the same person I was before. I started to fall asleep while I felt the tear drops slide down my cheeks. I was woken up with the sound of keys as Matt was opening a door to his apartment. He had me bent over his shoulder and he must have carried me from the car. He set me down on his couch and said "I saw you crying before and didn't think you wanted to be alone tonight. This is my place. I live with Nathan. You know my older son. The young one lives with his mom." I sat quietly as I looked around the place. It looked very simple with a big couch and a huge TV only in a big livingroom. There were three doors centered around the livingroom and I could see from open doors two bedrooms and one bathroom. Then I saw Matt taking his stripping naked in his bedroom and noticed how beautiful his body looked. He wasn't cut like those gym boys but he looked strong and I know he was strong enough to carry me in one arm. I started to feel so small since my slim built body looked skinny compared to the black boys and men I have been fucking with. Even younger boys had more muscles and all of them including a 14 yo boy had bigger man cock than my tiny 6" penis. As I stared at Matt's naked body, I started to get that familiar yearning returing to me. I heard the front door lock and saw Nathan entering the apatment. He was covered in sweat and shirtless. "hey look who's here. You come back for more?" He walked towards me on the couch and as he started to notice my beaten up body, he stopped his smile and said "ouch" Matt walked out of his bedroom naked and told Nathan that I was badly used by the philly gang after the conversion and probably need to clean and treat some of the wounds. Matt brought a pipe with him and asked Nathan if he wanted a hit as he started to his hit. After passing the pipe, Matt covered my mouth with his lips and blew out the smoke into me. He kept our lips locked tightly as I started to exhale the smoke he gave me and we repeated passing back and forth til we needed more air than what we were passing. I was heavy breathing when Matt's lips left but Nathan's lips covered over my open mouth quickly and we started to pass back and forth as well. After Matt and Nathan took their second turn of passing the smoke to me, I was flying hi. As I stared up to Matt and Nathan, I saw Matt's soft cock hanging few inches above me and Nathan's sweat covered body. I pulled myself up and reached for Matt's cock first with my tongue. Matt pulled back leaving my tongue stick out and my hungry mouth disappointed. "I am giving it to my bitch tonight. She called me begging for this cock since she hasn't tasted it for few days. Actually since the day you have your first breeding by BBC." I quickly turned my head around to Nathan and started to lick up his sweat off his body. I licked him all over like a mad dog and Nathan ordered me to take more time and give special attention as my tongue reached certain parts of his body. Nathan's eyes were on my face as he watched me worship his body with my tongue as Matt started to get ready to go out. When Matt got out of shower, Nathan asked him if he can start the bath for me to get cleaned up. Matt started the bath and quickly got dressed and left as he told me to he was taking me back to my place when he returns. "I will take him back if you want." Nathan volunteered. "You don't have to but whatever. Let's talk tomorrow morning. K?" and Matt left with a door slam. "Now you are all mine." Nathan said with a smile and started to step back away from me. I followed to rise off the couch and got on my knees and pushed forward to press my face onto covered cock. As he took more steps backwards, I had to bite around his cock through his shorts to keep my contact with him. As we entered the bathroom like that, he walked me to the toilet and told me to put my face over the toilet as he takes a piss. As I obeyed, I took some of his piss in my open mouth and drank it down. Whatever I couldn't swallow fell into the toilet. When Nathan stopped pissing, he led me to the tub and pushed my head down into the water and held me down while he rubbed his piss off of my hair and face. He pulled my head up and told me to enter the tub. Nathan left and returned with a bottle. He poured the content in the tub and told me it was his magic potion and it will make me feel better. I smelled very grassy scent as Nathan stated to enter the tub. As he faced me and our eyes met, he told me he loved looking into my eyes. He told me I should keep staring into his eyes whatever I do and I told him I would. He told me to get in front of him so I twisted around to position myself in front of him feeling his body pressing on my back. I had to make sure I wasn't sitting on his cock and balls as I sat down. The whole time I was able to keep our eye contacts. He found it amusing and told me I was flexible. I felt his hands grabbing my head, one on the back and one around my neck right beneath my chin. I took a deep swallow and he felt my adam's apple move. He turned my head and kissed me as he moved his hands all over my body rubbing out the filth. He broke off the kiss and stepped out of the tub and told me to bring my head to the tub edge and lowered his cock into my throat. As his hands held my head as before, he said, "Wow it's so weird. I can feel my cock sliding in your throat under your adams apple." He continued slow long strokes as he massaged my neck. "It feels like I am jerking off with your throat." When he let go of my head, my face and his cock/balls were soaking with my saliva as I seem to drool more with his throat massage. "Get out and dry yourself and wait for me on the couch" He started draining the tub water and left me drying. I wrapped the towel around my waist and saw on the couch to wait for Nathan. He returned with a cream and took the towel off of me. As he rubbed the cream on my cuts with finger, I felt stinging and flinched a little bit. He saw me biting hard as he rubbed the cream all over my cuts and bruises. I was feeling the sharp pain everywhere but I made barely any noise. "You can take pain, babe. It will feel better and this will help you heal. The black eye might take few more days to heal." I looked at the reflection on the TV and saw I had a dark spot around my eye. He sat on the floor and told me to get next to him. We sat leaning on the couch nd on each other's body, he turned the TV on. We talked while we stared at TV and most of it was him asking me questions about me. My sex with Josh and my girl friend. My new job. and then how I met Robert and James. He then asked me to tell him about my "sharing" experience with the Philly boys. As I shared the same details of my gang breeding that caused tears on the car ride back to NYC, I was feeling quite differently now and was feeling proud and sexy that so many men wanted and had sex with me. He was starting into my eyes and I felt like he could see really deep into me. As he told me how I should be his bitch when we are in NYC since James and Robert lived in Philly although I belong to them since they started my conversion process. He wasn't gay and he's still in highschool so we have to be discreet but he knows some fags that might loved to fuck me if I wanted. As he talked about how I should live as his fag bitch, I started to think about my new job. When I told him about my first assignment, Nathan started to laugh out loud. Then he told me that school was close to his apt so maybe I should move in with him. Then he told me how the school has lots of fag teachers and bad kids that are as old as me since I was just turning 21 this summer. He told me we will celebrate my birthday together since I was his bitch now. He started to kiss deep and we continued to very aggressive make out session with few light slapping. We broke our kiss and and broke into laughter when our stomach growled at the same time. "See? Even your stomach follows my lead. You are destined to be my bitch and serve me." "I would love to serve your my Nathan." "Well, you can start now with my dinner." I got up and went to the kitchen and saw pile of dirty dishes. I checked the fridge and the cupboards and decided to make mac'n cheese with frozen spinach based on what was there. It seemed like all their dishes and pots were in the sink since the cabinets were empty. I cleaned a pot and started boiling water and started to clean all the dishes while waiting for the water. Then I had to clean the dusty cabinet before filling them with clean dishes. Then I continued cleaning the rest of the kitchen pausing briefly to stir the melting cheese for our dinner. I finished cooking while I was mopping the floor. There were spots that needed scrubbing so after turning off the stove, I put on an apron to prevent cleaning solution splash on my naked body and got on my knees to scrub the floor. That's when Nathan announced his presence with a loud slap on my ass. And started to kiss my ass and traveled up til he got to my ears and whispered in my ear as he nibbled on them. "You are a good bitch. You take care of me and I will take care of you okay?" I whimpered out yes in between my moaning and heavy breathing. Nathan and I sat by the window sills to eat our dinner and we cleaned together afterwards. We looked like a couple and I felt loved by him. As hugged me tightly in his arms back in the livingroom and his cock started to rise between us, I was admiring how strong and big he was, way more manly than me. When we stopped kissing, I confessed my love to him and how much I loved and worshipped his sexy man body. He smiled and told me he needs to cum and I should get on his father's bed and wait for him there. I quickly walked to the bed and laid on my back. I decided to show him my hungry hole when he came in, so I lifted my legs til they rested next to my head using one hand to hold my legs togeather by the toes and another hand under my ass to help me keep balance. I looked like I was folded in half. As I set my head back down on the mattres after I secured my pose, I noticed the mirror on the ceiling. I could see my hole was facing straight up and I could see the hole opening and closing rapidly. I wondered if my hole always did that. It looked as if my hole was begging for more cock. I reached for it with a finger and started to tap on the gaping hole with my finger. And my hole started to open wider and I felt even the muscle of my inside starting to move in synch with my hole. What a hungry hole I have, I thought. That's when Nathan walked in and said exact words I was thinking. He attacked my hole with his finger and his tongue and started to pig out on it. Then he locked two fingers in my hole and started to pull them apart to keep my hole stretched. He told me to keep my hole open like he did and as I did, he dropped a rock and made me feel the burn. And spit into my hole as he told me to get his cock wet for my hole. I sucked hard and tried to spit out as much on it while I sucked. As nathan moved out of my mouth and rested his head on my hole, I saw string of my saliva clinging on his shaft and falling on my chin. Nathan didn't fuck at once but rather teased the opening with his thick cock head. It drove me wild and my whole body was shaking with hunger for him. The moment his cock head popped into my hole, my whole body squeezed tightly as if to never letting it go, moaning escaped my lips and continued as his shaft followed the path of his cock head down my inside. By the time his balls landed on my hole, I was in heaven and I kept on telling Nathan how much I loved him and thanked him over and over. As he picked up his pace and started to pound me down, I kept my confession of love and gratefulness under my breath. Nathan rested on me fully and gave me his first load of the night. He kept it in there and his hardness didn't go away either. We kept his cck in me all night long as he fucked and bred me over and over. We fucked til the sun came up and his cock remainded in me even as we rested our body spooned on our sides and felt the morning sun light and breeze tickle our sweat covered skin. I no longer felt sad about my virus and thought back to the moment I took a first sight of my young man god. Even though my stupid emotion tricked me into thinking I loved James, I remember feeling something special for the boy. As my mind traced back memory from that time leading to this morning, I was elated to know that we were fated to be this way and we will continue in the future til he gets tired of me. He seemed to think about something and we both started to talk by saying "I love you" at the same time. We laughed at how our body and mind seem to be in synch. After that moment, we stopped fucking and started to make love and didn't stop til lunch time. We had the left over for lunch and he drove me to my place afterwards. He walked me to my apartment and I invited him in for a drink. Since he was so young and healthy, he wanted to fuck again even though we just stopped fucking few hours ago. So he made love to me in my own apartment and bred my hole with his seed. He stayed with me more nights after that during the summer. The only time I was away from him was when he drove me to Philly for my birthday and James got jealous of us and demanded me alone with him while we stayed. Before we left, James tooks us back to his friend to get another tattoo to mark me as Nathan's on ass next to his own mark. After that trip, I was busy with preparation for my new job and Nathan told me he was going out of town and will return day before school starts. I started to miss him and was a bit disappointed that he didn't return any of my texts or calls but I had so much work to get sad about it as the first day of school approached. At the teacher's orientation, I met other teachers and school staff for the first time. Most of them were black or latinos and few white teachers who were all young around my age. Two other white girls were starting with me this year so we met with the president in his office first morning. The president was a big old black man and we all felt his authority as he told us what he expected us from us as his teachers. As he got up from his desk to open the door for our exit, I saw he was forming a tent with a clearly large erection. The girls must have seen it as well but didn't say anything. Many of the school staff were very sexy. Apparently I wasn't the only one thinking about sex in the school as I saw many of them being flirty with one another. Many men paid special attention to the two new girls and they seem to love it. As the week went on, I kept on seeing signs of sex throughout school and since the kids weren't in til next week, I assumed it was the staff fucking around. I spotted few used condoms filled with cum in the classrooms and on the hallway. Sometimes I noticed the smell of cum in the bathroom or hallways. The last day of the orientation week, new girls and I were talking over the coffee and realized we haven't met any of the gym teachers and decided to meet them together at 10. But no one showed up at 10 so I walked over to the gym alone. And I understood why the girls never showed up as I walked into the locker room and saw both of them on the floor surrounded by few naked men with hard cocks. One of the girl took her mouth off the cock briefly to tell me that these were the gym teachers and went back on sucking. When I realized that I was standing there watching them for a while, I rushed out. As I sat on my desk, I kept on thinking about all the hot gym teacher's cocks. And wanted to see more of it so I walked back into the locker room as quietly as I can so they won't know I was back to watch them fuck. Luckily they were making loud noise as they were fucking the girls hard so no one seem to notice me. I watched as my colleagues being as slutty as I was, I was getting hard and started to touch it but stopped jerking off when I felt how small I was compared to the real men cock. I just watched them and hid in one of the lockers as they came one by one and started to leave. I was in the locker for a while to make sure everyone has left. But when I came out, I saw young black janitor mopping the cummy floor. He smiled and said, "Those white girls. They are all the same. They can't get enough of our big cocks." I flashed an awkward smile as I walked pass him and he stopped the mop to let me pass while his hand readjusted his crotch. I saw how big it was as I walked out. As expected I never met the girls during the lunch but I was a bit concerned when they never showed up til 3PM and we were to meet the principal with our year lesson plan. I went to the office alone with my report. When I knocked on the door, I could smell cum. And I opened his office door to saw the source of the smell as the two girls were bent over the desk as the principal fucked them both. Both their bodies were covered with cum. Some were fresh and wet and some dried up. They must have beeen fucking since the morning with the gym teachers. The principal stared at me staring at him fucking for a while before he brought me back to senses with his voice and told me to leave the report on his desk and leave. As I approached the desk, I got a closer look of the fucking and that was the image on my mind the rest of the night as I fucked myself with a dildo since Nathan was away. I called and messaged him few times. And I got one reply from him at midnight, "I am back babe" I was a bit upset and let out my frustration while I fucked myself with a dildo last time for the night. My first class started at 7:30 and I heard from other teachers that the attendance is really bad so I didn't expect many students from already small 15 student class. I was surprised that almost everyone showed up and all of them were boys. They were watchng something on someone's laptop when I walked in and didn't seem to scatter as I took place by my desk. I yelled at them to get back on their seats and as they left the laptop, I was shocked to see my Nathan sitting there with a big smile. And another shock when he showed me the laptop screen and it was the still of our sex. I was speechless and the boys started laughing. Nathan walked up to me and started to kiss me and the some boys called out "fag". Nathan broke the kiss to say, "You will fall in love with this bitch too after you fuck her first." Then he whispered to me, "Welcome to your new life teach....."

(Back in NYC) In the car, Matt didn't say much to me. As I sat in the car, I was sweating out the chem and since I it was the longest time of no sex since my initial conversion fuck from couple of weeks ago, my mind started to grasp the reality and I started to feel embarrassed at how piggy I have become and my new life with the virus. I started to cry knowing I could never be the same person I was before. I started to fall asleep while I felt the tear drops slide down my cheeks. I was woken up with the sound of keys as Matt was opening a door to his apartment. He had me bent over his shoulder and he must have carried me from the car. He set me down on his couch and said "I saw you crying before and didn't think you wanted to be alone tonight. This is my place. I live with Nathan. You know my older son. The young one lives with his mom." I sat quietly as I looked around the place. It looked very simple with a big couch and a huge TV only in a big livingroom. There were three doors centered around the livingroom and I could see from open doors two bedrooms and one bathroom. Then I saw Matt taking his stripping naked in his bedroom and noticed how beautiful his body looked. He wasn't cut like those gym boys but he looked strong and I know he was strong enough to carry me in one arm. I started to feel so small since my slim built body looked skinny compared to the black boys and men I have been fucking with. Even younger boys had more muscles and all of them including a 14 yo boy had bigger man cock than my tiny 6" penis. As I stared at Matt's naked body, I started to get that familiar yearning returing to me. I heard the front door lock and saw Nathan entering the apatment. He was covered in sweat and shirtless. "hey look who's here. You come back for more?" He walked towards me on the couch and as he started to notice my beaten up body, he stopped his smile and said "ouch" Matt walked out of his bedroom naked and told Nathan that I was badly used by the philly gang after the conversion and probably need to clean and treat some of the wounds. Matt brought a pipe with him and asked Nathan if he wanted a hit as he started to his hit. After passing the pipe, Matt covered my mouth with his lips and blew out the smoke into me. He kept our lips locked tightly as I started to exhale the smoke he gave me and we repeated passing back and forth til we needed more air than what we were passing. I was heavy breathing when Matt's lips left but Nathan's lips covered over my open mouth quickly and we started to pass back and forth as well. After Matt and Nathan took their second turn of passing the smoke to me, I was flying hi. As I stared up to Matt and Nathan, I saw Matt's soft cock hanging few inches above me and Nathan's sweat covered body. I pulled myself up and reached for Matt's cock first with my tongue. Matt pulled back leaving my tongue stick out and my hungry mouth disappointed. "I am giving it to my bitch tonight. She called me begging for this cock since she hasn't tasted it for few days. Actually since the day you have your first breeding by BBC." I quickly turned my head around to Nathan and started to lick up his sweat off his body. I licked him all over like a mad dog and Nathan ordered me to take more time and give special attention as my tongue reached certain parts of his body. Nathan's eyes were on my face as he watched me worship his body with my tongue as Matt started to get ready to go out. When Matt got out of shower, Nathan asked him if he can start the bath for me to get cleaned up. Matt started the bath and quickly got dressed and left as he told me to he was taking me back to my place when he returns. "I will take him back if you want." Nathan volunteered. "You don't have to but whatever. Let's talk tomorrow morning. K?" and Matt left with a door slam. "Now you are all mine." Nathan said with a smile and started to step back away from me. I followed to rise off the couch and got on my knees and pushed forward to press my face onto covered cock. As he took more steps backwards, I had to bite around his cock through his shorts to keep my contact with him. As we entered the bathroom like that, he walked me to the toilet and told me to put my face over the toilet as he takes a piss. As I obeyed, I took some of his piss in my open mouth and drank it down. Whatever I couldn't swallow fell into the toilet. When Nathan stopped pissing, he led me to the tub and pushed my head down into the water and held me down while he rubbed his piss off of my hair and face. He pulled my head up and told me to enter the tub. Nathan left and returned with a bottle. He poured the content in the tub and told me it was his magic potion and it will make me feel better. I smelled very grassy scent as Nathan stated to enter the tub. As he faced me and our eyes met, he told me he loved looking into my eyes. He told me I should keep staring into his eyes whatever I do and I told him I would. He told me to get in front of him so I twisted around to position myself in front of him feeling his body pressing on my back. I had to make sure I wasn't sitting on his cock and balls as I sat down. The whole time I was able to keep our eye contacts. He found it amusing and told me I was flexible. I felt his hands grabbing my head, one on the back and one around my neck right beneath my chin. I took a deep swallow and he felt my adam's apple move. He turned my head and kissed me as he moved his hands all over my body rubbing out the filth. He broke off the kiss and stepped out of the tub and told me to bring my head to the tub edge and lowered his cock into my throat. As his hands held my head as before, he said, "Wow it's so weird. I can feel my cock sliding in your throat under your adams apple." He continued slow long strokes as he massaged my neck. "It feels like I am jerking off with your throat." When he let go of my head, my face and his cock/balls were soaking with my saliva as I seem to drool more with his throat massage. "Get out and dry yourself and wait for me on the couch" He started draining the tub water and left me drying. I wrapped the towel around my waist and saw on the couch to wait for Nathan. He returned with a cream and took the towel off of me. As he rubbed the cream on my cuts with finger, I felt stinging and flinched a little bit. He saw me biting hard as he rubbed the cream all over my cuts and bruises. I was feeling the sharp pain everywhere but I made barely any noise. "You can take pain, babe. It will feel better and this will help you heal. The black eye might take few more days to heal." I looked at the reflection on the TV and saw I had a dark spot around my eye. He sat on the floor and told me to get next to him. We sat leaning on the couch nd on each other's body, he turned the TV on. We talked while we stared at TV and most of it was him asking me questions about me. My sex with Josh and my girl friend. My new job. and then how I met Robert and James. He then asked me to tell him about my "sharing" experience with the Philly boys. As I shared the same details of my gang breeding that caused tears on the car ride back to NYC, I was feeling quite differently now and was feeling proud and sexy that I

(The boys and men of the the brotherhood and dirty old man Nate) His friend took James' place and bred my hole once or twice before he told me to get dressed and he was taking me back. I didn't have time to clean my hole so I felt like I could smell cum all over my body. Soon as we walked down the street, I found out that I actually did smell like cum as some boys pointed it out to me as I passed by them. Finally I one boy grabbed me and led metro the alley way and wasted no time to fuck and dumped his cum in my already cum filled hole. That was the start of a long hard breeding session as little by little blk boys and men came to breed my hole one after another. Sometimes I got two in my hole at he same time. At first, I checked out the guys before they started to fuck. But as I got more cum filled, my mind was filled with more sexual hunger and wanted all the cocks I could get. Finally Robert got hold of one of the boys and asked him to bring me to his house. So he led me to Roberts place after he bred my hole. As Roberts door opened, I felt at ease to be back with him. And this made my body relax too much as nasty cum started to run out of me in heavy volume. It wet my shorts and my legs as started to run on to the floor. Robert called for Matt and told him to take me to Nate and closed the door after us. Now I felt lost as I walked behind this scary yet sexy man. Yesterday I felt so loved as I was James' whore and now I felt so dirty and so low. Finally we reached some seedy rundown building site and walked over the pile of dirt and broken fence til we found a group of homeless men. As I looked around, I saw two black men and a white young man. They all had very little clothes on this very hot summer night. They weren't very attractive and frankly one of the black man was quite repulsive looking. But they all had big sized man cocks bigger than most that fucked me tonight. And the ugly man had the largest by far. Matt pushed me down on the concrete rubble and started to slap me hard like last time. Familiar feeling of fear and respect rose in me. He shoved his cock in me with one push and as my body shook with pain and fear, he invited the guys to come and take his gift fit them. They wasted no time and started to beat and rape my body with their stinky hard cock and filled my holes with piss and cum. I was surprised at the young white boy's strength as I was fucked by black boys only for few weeks now. As he fucked me and beat me up, I was realizing that he could be handosme if he cleaned up right. And shortly after his first cum, I was whimpering " I love you" to him. It seem to fuel his violent side as he started to beat me more and used more force when he raped my holes. As his cock seemed to grow bigger and harder, I assumed he enjoyed my confession of love for him. Whenever my mouth wasn't being used, Matt fed me some drugs. Pills, bottles of gas to inhale, a pipe etc. I kept on taking everything as he fed them to me. Matt stayed with us til he came over my face. He stood over me and sprayed my whole body with his piss before he left. My new white boy lover started to spray his piss on my body over my matts piss. They laughed and " the last one to mark him with piss gets to own him" and started to piss little at a time to last. Their piss and their body was reeking and soon I was smelling the same way. I was covered in piss and cum and some blood as my soft skin was being ripped and cut from the bottles, cement etc. but I didn't complain to them as they showed no slowing down of their abuse. It was the worst when the old man Nate and white boy finally succeeded in double fucking me since their combined smell was really foul. I think I passed out at one point and woke up with both of them still inside of me even after their piss and cum ran down all over both of them. My white boy seem to got his violence out of him as his handling of me was more passionate. But Nate was still very violent. I stayed with them for days. My white homeless boy was my lover as he slept above me whenevr nares cock left my hole alone. Nate kept his huge cock inside of me mostof the time and his huge cock never slipped out of me cuz he was still bigger soft than most men hard. I was filled with bates piss and cum for days. And as he fucked me on the ground near his went to bathroom, I also had some of his shit on me as well. Now I unsderstood why men like James would t want my dirty nasty body any more. And was grateful to have Nate and the white boy for fuckign me. Finally Matt picked me up and took me to a car wash to rinse off the filth before he stated to drive me back to NYC.

I dreamed about James and his brother marrying me. Then we were in Africa with Jam and other naked black men. I guess it was our honeymoon or something. Then James left me and Jam and his buddies put me with their women. The women painted and decorated my body and I started to grow breasts and looked like a real woman. My penis seem to get smaller and it started to look like a little clit. Then Jam fucked me and my stomach blew up like a pregnant woman and I started to cry but Jam kept his fucking then it got dark all around us. I knew Jam was still fucking just by the feel but I couldn't see him. I tried to open eyes wider to see if I could make anything around me. Finally I opened my eyes and realized I was dreaming. But it wasn't all dream since there was someone fucking me in sleep. When I tried to move to see who it was, a voice told me now to move and hold it still. He fucked me hard but didn't want me to move or say anything. When I moaned, he shoved his sock into my mouth. I felt like I ws being used for the first time. He was basically jerking himself off with my ass. But soon, I was enjoying his cock and I started to cum again. The boy must have felt me cumming but didn't slow down or stop. He made me cum 2 more times till he came. As I saw what he looked like, I was concerned at how young he was although I couldn't tell he was so young from the size of his cock. He left the room without saying much and when I got downstairs, he was standing by the scary but sexy black man who name I learned is Matt and that was his son who fucked me and he's only 14. I was sure people knew that the little boy fucked me but i was scared at the fact he was such a minor that I didn't say anything. James and I wanted to go out for some food. The kid wanted to come with us . James told him to ask his brother as well and arranged to meet him by the door. As we were getting ready, I realized my clothes were missing. I don't even remember where I put them if I did bring it to this house. I was naked in the car and we made many stops on the way. James, although young, had more muscle and he wore his pants bigger than his size so they were all huge on me. The 14 yo told me I could wear his clothes and handed me a gym shorts and a t shirt. Top fit me fine and the shorts were my size except I was way taller than him and had a rounder ass. The shorts fit tight and since I wasn'[t wearing underwear it hugged my cheeks and showed the crack. James told me I look like a fag. As we walked out the door, I jumped with shock as I saw the kids' brother. He was taller than James and more muscular. And his face was perfect. He was so hot looking that I would have wanted him even before last night and after the drug sex of last night, I had to fight off the urge to get on my knees right there. They walked ahead of me and the 14 yo walked right behind me. After we ate, we walked back home and saw some checking us out. I guess they were eyeing me since I was the only non-black person in this hood. When we got back Josh returned and everyone was tidying up the place and preparing for their trip. Josh took me to the bedroom upstairs and started to ask me how I was doing. I told him what I could tell of the sexual experience of last night and he told me he knew they'd like me. I told him I loved James and Josh told me to be careful and not get confused between love and lust. He told me how his first time was with James and Robert. I realized that James would have been only 16 at that time as he finished his story. I took courage and told him about the 14 yo and Josh started to laugh. He had no clue that the kid was into fucking. I asked him where he disappeared to. Josh told me only the new converts get those four since they are the hottest boys in their circle. Most guys get into drugs, jails, and gangs. As Josh finished packing, he asked me if I wanted to join them on their road trip. I told him that I was free till I start my job at school in September but I don't know if I should go with them. I was starting my job as a high school teacher. When we reached downstairs, Josh told them about me being free and the decision was made for me. I was riding with James and the kids in Matt's car and Josh was ridng with Sam, Jam and Robert. As we were leaving, I was curious of what happened to my girlfriend and they showed me the web TV show she was perfoming for their friends. I could see that she woke up horny and wanted to continue where she left off as she was taking two black men both in her pussy and clearly they were breeding her pussy as their white cum coating their black cocks were easy to see. The trip was okay but Josh seem to have more fun on the road than me. We were mostly dong our own things. I read and played games on my phone. Both kids were playing games. James paid some attention to me but since we were with the kids, he started to be on his phone as well. At nights, we shared the room with the kids so had very little sex. Josh was getting alot from all the grownups. One night we decided to camp as we were passing near Grand Canyon area. Again we were in the kids' tent but couldn't sleep especially with the sex noise from the other tent. James led me to the woods and started to fuck me. Once we started to fuck, we wanted longer and wilder. We visited the adult tent and saw a bit of Josh under all four black man. James and I took hits of some drugs and continued our fucking. After we both came few times, we were back in the tent and James was still horny from the drug and so was I. I got in his sleeping back and he planted his cock in me. We were quite but it was obvious what we were doing. And I started to moan when James started to pick up his pace fucking me. I opened my eyes and saw both kids watching us fuck while jerking themselves. I was happy to see that the older brother was as big as James. Then the 14 yo started to tell them about how he wanted to fuck me again. The older one whose name was Nathan looked at James and told him it wasn't fair that he's the only one that didn't fuck me. James invited him to join him in my ass. The 14 yo started to fuck my mouth and for the first time, I felt like I ws stuffed to the max. Nathan stopped fuckign me and asked if he should put condom on and James told him to make sure to clean his cock well after fucking to prevent posible infection since he doesn't ahve a condom. So I took all young boy loads the rest of of the trip while Josh took grown ups. As we returned to NYC, I was starting to feel a bit of cold. So I wanted to go home but Matt and the other men wanted me to come with them to Philly. So we dropped Matt's kids in NYC and headed back to Philly. James and Josh sat by side and took care of me as I felt a bit weak. At Roberts' place, they didn't start sex as I expected but wanted to talk. Robert told me I was converted and now I carry the same virus as my lovely James and Robert. Not everyone who fucked me have the same virus. Robert and James and Josh. And now me. But Matt, Jam and Sam don't carry the virus but they love fucking bareback and breeding good woman and men whores. Since they were sure of my conversion, I'd be shared among more people from their circle but most of them have bred me with their frozen loads before so I shouldn't deny anyone of them. Since James wanted to spend some time alone with me before this, I will be only with James til tomorrow. I was a bit confused or shocked and didn't understand the whole situation. Josh helped me to understand better later. James must have been fond of me as he wanted to spend some 1 on 1 with me before I get fucked by the whole gang. But usually James doesn't fuck after initial conversion. Josh also told me I should be careful when I meet old man Nate. He's one of the reasons why James won't touch boys who get shared around. It happeened with Josh and I realized James didn't even touch Josh. As James called me to his room, I was sad and worried about what's going to happen. James started to kiss me and we made out for a long time. James broke off the kiss and told me that he will give me a tattoo. "I want you to remember that you belong to me and my brother and we converted you. Even when we stop fucking you, you should always love me." James took me to his friend's apt who didn't seem like he had a legit business but he was cool and he knew what he was doing. And he was sexy. James fucked my freshly inked butt and shared more drugs with both me and his friend. We fucked over night and as the new day started, James bred my hole last time and popped out of my hole. He left me with his friend and that was my first taste of the gang and a new chapter in my life.

James started to laugh as he watched my body reacting to the new position to get fucked. And how my body jumped when his cock popped out of my hole when the sling moved away from James but when it swung towards James, his cock filled me right back up. I kept my hole open and relaxed but few times James' cock didn't make it back into my hole as smoothly and hurt my already ripped hole opening area and caused so much pain and made my eyes tear up. But when he didn't miss my hole, I was in heaven as his cock flew into me til I felt his balls slapping my tiny balls. I felt like I was going to through heaven and hell at the same time. When we made eye contact, I kept staring right into his eyes as he fucked me to heaven and hell, pain and pleasure, and I started to feel growing affection towards this young man. I stated to mouth the words, "I love you James" and as he picked up the pace and added hard butt slapping along the hard fucking, I was screaming his name and my love for him. Then I heard Robert's voice tell us to stop. James stopped the sling and held his cock deep inside of me and gave me a smile as he lightly slapped my face. Robert walked over to us and started to slap me so fucking hard that it made me bite my own tongue. "Bitch, we don't care if you love us or not. We just want to breed and use you and convert you. Your love doesn't fucking matter since your hungy mouth and hole will be begging for big black cocks after tonight." James stayed inside of me while Robert talked and slapped me few times. And as Robert stood next to him, James pulled out. I loved hearing the popping sound when he pulled out followed by the stream of piss and cum leaking out. Robert quickly stopped the flow with his cock and my eyes rolled back as the wave of sexual pleasure hit my body. I felt lips and a tongue probing my gaping mouth and was so happy to see James eyes as we kissed as his brother fucked and rocked me hard back and forth. James held my head up with his hand as he released few clips and my head was no longer supported by the sling but hanging at the edge of it. James placed him by my head and laid his cock and balls on my face. Quickly I took his cock as deep as I could but I couldn't suck him as much as I wanted since Robert's fucking was rocking my body so much. So I just took his cock to the balls and used my throat muscle to massage his shaft. James liked what I was doing and pushed my head down so I could keep his cock down my throat as Robert fucked my body hard. James had to move with me as if he was fucking me not to lose our connection. Robert really had so much as energy as he fucked me like that for a long time. The whole place was filled with the chains of the sling cling clung as loud as they can as if to advertise my rough cock taking. I tasted James cum or precum followed by his piss. I couldn't swallow much as my head hung down so most of it spilled out to cover my face and fell on the floor. After Robert bred me, he switched place with James. I was amazed that James was still hard and happy to find that James still wanted to fuck me more. As I took Roberts cock, I tasted blood on it. I did pause a bit at the taste and the thought of blood but quickly dismissed all other thought but my men's cocks and their pleasure. As James continued his pounding, I felt more pain but I wanted to take it like a man so James can have his fun. But sometimes the pain made my eyes tear. Robert saw that and started to speak to me softly. "I know it hurts but you are doing a good job taking it like a man. Soon you will even love the pain that we give you as you accept our ownership of you, babe. You know many men cum and piss are flowing through your body through your vein. The frozen cum is not just ours but many of our buddies and some strangers so you are basically carrying loads of my hood, babe. Since you got bred with all their cum, you should let them breed you again if they want. " As I heard him talking, I started to get hard inspite of pain actually the pain started to make me feel more sexual as I thought of my pain as part of my gift from these men. I still loved James the most but I loved all three of them as well. As I started to tell Robert that I loved him, James cock found a good spot and he started a short but rapid poking as he was breeding me with his cum again. But before he was doen, I started to cum all over my chest. Robert seemed a bit surprised at first but he smiled and told me that I was a natural born whore. After James' cock finally got softer and it popped out of my hole again, James let me off the sling and told me that he will clean me up before we can have some sleep. We walked towards the back and there was a shower head on the wall. Robert explained to me that he was in the middle of fixing this house and decided to make it as his sex dungeon so the whole basement floor had drain holes so we can shower.. and that's why we could piss anywhere as well... As I let myself be cleaned by James, I saw Sam and Jam clean up the camera and stuff as Robert took a garden hose and started to rinse off the remains of our sex. James must have read my mind as he whispered, "You are maked permanently so you will never forget about tonight, babe. My brother and I will never be erased out of your body... understand that you belong to me and brother now." "I love you" was all I could reply as I started to feel another rush of desire for more fucking and sucking. But since James didn't offer more fucking, I didn't express this as he led me up to the second floor to one of the bedrooms. We laid down on bed and almost immediately James started to snore. As I looked at him, I no longer saw a young boy but I saw a beautiful black man that I loved. I tried to sleep but this new chemicals in my body didn't let me sleep. I didn't want to wake James up so I walked out of the bedroom. Then I heard the familiar metal chains clinging and as I followed the sound, I saw Jam and another boy as dark as him fucking someone on the sling as Robert taped them. I didn't see Sam. As I looked up to the screen, I saw a white girl pussy and it was taking a good pounding by the big black cock. So far I have seen less than 10 black cocks but all of them are so fucking huge. The girl was loving the fucking and kept on asking for more and more. Finally Jam did give more to her pussy as he entered the same pussy his friend was fucking. By this time, she was lifted off the sling and held up between the two men as they lifted and dropped her body onto their joined cock. Jam's horror movie class giant cock sent her over the edge as she came over and over. They both continued to fuck her and came inside her pussy and the girl seem to be cumming the whole time till they pulled her off their cocks and back on the sling. I was too busy looking at the cocks and the pussy as they fucked her but now I saw her face and was shocked. It was my fucking girl friend. She saw me and started to talk but she must be high on drugs as well as she didn't really say anything but rather made some noise. Robert fucked her a little bit more but she didn't seem to respond much as she was almost passed out from the fucking from Jam and his bud. As they passed the bong around, they weren't happy that the bitch didn't last long enough for them. As I took the bong, I handed it to Robert and asked him to feed it to me and knelt on the floor like I did before. And started to suck his cock as I blew out the smoke. Jam's friend started to laugh. "Yo faggots are lucky. Ain't no bitchy as nasty as fag boys, man. " He slapped my girl friend's butt and got no respond. After few minutes, I saw him reach his hand down towards me and started to push me down and slap me lightly as I continued working on Robert. His cock was semi hard and I wanted to taste it but I was busy with Robert now. After a while, he turned away from me and told Jam that he was just going to piss and go. He asked where the toilet is and I heard Robert telling him that he can use me as his toilet for now. Robert pulled me off his cock and I posed in front of that man with mouth mouth open wide. I felt a bit uncomfortable opening my mouth so wide without any cock in it. It took him a bit before he held his cock over me and thought about it. Then he grabbed my hair and started to let out strong stream of piss that felt like being slapped when it hit my face. His cock didn't soften a bit as he pissed but it seemed to be getting harder and bigger. I couldn't hold back much as I started to rise up so I could taste his cock in my mouth but he thought the same thing and he started to lower his cock as he sat on my chest on the floor as he entered my mouth and throat. As I swallowed his never ending piss stream, he took it out of my mouth and lifted my legs up and entered my hole and the whole time kept the stream of his piss. I have taken piss in my ass from others who were partying but this boy's piss started to get me realy high as his chem piss was absorbed into my body. As I got high, my body started to work naturally to give the cock a good pleasure by squeezing and massaging it with my inside wall muscle. Soon he started to fuck me as he fucked my girl friend and I was loving it. Robert came over and he pushed his way in in the same hole. My ripped hole started to get ripped more and started to bleed again and I felt more pain... They both saw my eyes tear up but when Robert asked me if I wanted them to stop, I begged them to fuck me. As they fucked me, I saw Jam lifting my girl friend and bouncing her up and down on his cock. "I don't care if the bitch is up or not. I wanted to fuck and that whore can't take 3 cocks.." As they fucked me for hour and hours, thanks to drugs, I was finding myself getting hornier and hornier. I didn't want to stop getting fucked ever. I wanted pain as well as the good sexual pleasure. The black man started to wrap his fingers around my neck as he and Robert pounded their third or fourth cum into me. Then he choked me as they both shot their seeds. He kept his cock after Robert left and kept his choking as well. I started to struggle a bit but he was too strong for me. My body jerked and started to shiver as fear surged deep within me. He let me go eventually and I had to gasp for air and took a while to return my normal breathing. Jam was still using my girlfriend's unconscious pussy to jerk his cock and deposit his loads. As soon as I was allowed to go back to James' room, I hurried up the stairs cuz I was still scared by this new black man. Unfortunately he was staying in another bedroom and he followed right behind me. As we reached the bedrooms, he pulled me into his bedroom and started slap me really hard few times. Then he bent me over his lap and started to spank my ass really hard. He must really enjoy doing this cuz his spent cock of few minutes ago was hard again. And for some reason my horniness was rising as well. He didn'[t really fuck me but spent most of his time causing me pain. And as he saw me accepting the pain he was causing me, he started to get rougher. I was shivering with fear but I didn't leave his room for some reason. And when he did fuck me, my dick shot loads over and over . I was chained and blindfolded while he was about to pour hot wax over me when there was a knock on the door. I heard James voice and I was so happy and my cock jumped up. Then I don't know by accident or intention, I was covered with hot wax all over me. It burned soooo bad but for some reason when the wax reached my nippes, my hard cock came again. "This whore can cum so much from being fucked and hurt. It's not even funny." James said, "well.... he's a natural. Or we can tell him that he was born to be our whore." "BTW don't hurt him too much. I want to take it slow with this whore so I can enjoy hiim more. I hate whores once they get fucked by that dirty old Carl." After few more minutes of them talking, I was untied and blindfold was removed. James told me to go wait in his room and ran down the stairs. The new black man came right behind me and rested his still hard cock right at the opening of my ass and started to grab my neck tight in his hand. He whispered, "You are lucky that James likes you, man. I was going to finish you tonight and take you to Carl afterwards. I will have to wait til next time." As he let go of me, he asked me where I live and I told ihm I was visiting from NYC and he told me he was too. He asked me if I wanted to ride with him back and I was scared to say no but was a bit worried. "Dont' worry I won't do anything to you as long as James wants you." I told him I'd ride with him and went to James room. James returned with some drinks and pills to help us sleep. And quickly I fell asleep in Jamee arms.

A few weeks ago, I was on grindr, and started chatting with this guy a street over. After a few hours of flirting, I cleaned out, and went over to his place. We started making out, and i quickly felt his dick get hard. I whipped it out of his pants, and started sucking. This quickly led to him getting me ready to take his dick. He fucked me a couple times with the condom on but never came. I finally said fuck it, and told him to bareback me. I'd never done that before, but I just figured fuck it. He pounded me good for about ten minutes and then seeded me deep. My first raw load.

Just a PSA, which I mention often because the standard of care varies so much by location and venue (gay-friendly, competent, and resource-rich or not):Always insist on a 4th-generation HIV antibody test. This reduces the detection window to under 4 weeks. If you are afraid after a risky exposure, insist on a PCR RNA HIV viral load test, typically a "qualitative" (present/not present) rather than "quantitative" (how many copies of HIV?) one, although quantitative tests are increasingly sensitive. This will tell you within as few as 10 days after exposure. This reduces worry, and the information could save yours and your sex partners' lives. The sooner you know, the sooner you can avoid transmitting the virus and the sooner you can begin treatment, minimizing damage to your immune system (if treatment and not transmitting are your goals). In public health facilities in San Francisco, this is the standard of care and you could leave with an anti-retroviral prescription the very same day you get a positive test result.

I am not picky, who fills my cunt. And I got fucked by a homeless guy in a park. It was a huge turn on to suck his dirty cock and let him fuck me in my asscunt. That is, may be, not everybodies cup of tea. But unusual men turn me on.

I have no clue what you are trying to say SubsissiBobbi, but no top is going to tell me when I am allowed to get off. The top is using my ass to get off, I am using his cock to get off.

Research says there is a 98% less likelyhood of infection with an undetectable partner. Now, the Neg. Top/ Undetect. Bottom is less risky than taking the load. But also consider, someone who tells you they are negative isnt 100% sure of their status

Haha typing this just before I go to bed ... just got home. I went with a friend to watch the fireworks at National Mall / Park in downtown DC. After that we decided to go to Cobalt, a gay club. Started out bad, hardly anyone there. But by 12:30 AM the crowd got huge, with a lot of visitors. One in particular caught my eye, a black guy about 5'10" and muscular (not overly though). Eventually he grabbed me to dance and before I know it he's got his hands down my shorts rubbing and squeezing my ass, with a finger fingering my hole. He did this while licking, sucking, kissing, and biting my neck. I knew he wanted to fuck, and I was so drunk I let it happen. And his dick was huge. A solid 9" and thick enough to stretch even my throat. Told my friend I wasn't feeling well and had to head out ... we get to his hotel up the street and in no time I whip out his dick and start deep throating him. He positioned me so I was on top and he rimmed my ass good and deep with his tongue. After a few minutes he puts me on my back, spits on his dick, and slowly slides his dick in my hole with only spit for lube. Hurt like hell but I wanted it. Once balls deep I beg him to fuck me and breed my hole. He slowly starts to fuck until he's slamming into my hole hard and rough. He alternates between sucking my nips and making out with me ... I wrap my legs around his neck and moan loudly like a slut in heat. He fucks me for about a good 40 minutes and slams in one last time ... so hot feeling his dick thicken, throb, and flood my hole. Pretty big load too. He finishes by rimming my flooded hole and eating out his load, and I suck his dick clean. There was no discussion about condoms or status ... pure random sex. Too bad he couldn't go for more than one round. We quickly got dressed and went back to the club (my friend left).

http://www.xtube.com/watch.php?v=UOcHl-G593-#.VZic62t5mK0 If watching this doesn't get you off nothing will. The sound is the best I've heard from any video..ever.

This is more fantasy than the prior stories, but I have a brother who is about 2 years younger than I am. When he was around 10-15 he was a blond, tight, round-assed angel.(in looks, in reality he was sort of an asshole, which probably made him seem more attractive.) Either he was completely my type, or my type was completely based on my brother. But he was very straight. Once we were staying at a relatives and he was on a cot next to mine asleep and I actually dared to pull his underwear down to stroke his smooth butt while I jacked. And I used to fantasize all the time about forceably mounting him. Unlike most (?) other guys, I have NEVER had a wet dream, BUT the only two times when i had dreams that were achingly close to wet dreams were both about raping my brother's ass. I woke and shot off huge loads with like 3 strokes. As he reached adulthood, all the hotness vanished. But there are still some photos around that I enjoy from time to time.

I usually bottom,but sometimes I top. I don't think for me it is humiliating to bottom. I don't like tops who try and humiliate me either. One is a top and one is a bottom and we try to please each other as equals.

THANK YOU!!! Finally. A voice of reason. What I'm gonna say is said with love and kindness. I know there is the dom/sub culture. And I tend to be submissive. BUT I am a bottom AND I'm a man. I don't have a pussy or a cunt. I have an asshole. And a COCK. And it was put on me for a reason. I am no less a man than the one fucking me. I get tired of seeing on tumblr the posts where the bottom is "the only faggot in the picture." News flash: You only fuck with men... You are just as much a "faggot" (What's with that? We call it hate speech if straight people call us that but call ourselves that??) as the MAN you are fucking. And we deserve every bit of pleasure from our cocks as the tops do. This mentality that it's a useless piece of flesh... I feel sorry for men who feel that way. You act like you are less than human. YOU HAVE SELF WORTH!! And a purpose. And it's not just to be used and treated as tho you are something to be used to get another man off. I LOVE sex. And I derive pleasure from pleasing a man. But there is more to life. I love rough, piggy sex. But to never have those intimate moments of making love and mutual pleasure? You guys are missing out on so much. I love taking loads. But loads can be and are taken when having intimate sex too. Oh... And to answer the question, unless I have taken deep hits of poppers, I'm hard. And stroking. And I explode when the top does. And damn proud of it. Everyone deserves love and respect and pleasure during sex. It's not all about the top. If he feels that way, he can go stroke himself off. He's not getting inside of me. Learn to love yourself guys. Respect yourselves. You deserve better.

Part 3 I began to wonder how I got in this predicament as the man behind me started to grip my shoulders hard and change tempo from flat out brutal fucking to short grunted jabs into my insides with his long thick shaft. All the while I suckled on the cum covered cock that had just recently released its load into my ass. I tried not to think about all the previous men's loads I was sucking off as I tried to clean the half hard cock as the man encouraged my suckling my holding down my head into his sweaty gut. "Fuck Im getting close" the anonymous man behind me grunted into my ear Did I really give permission to my master to do this to me. Was he punishing me for something I did wrong. More importantly was I actually enjoying this.... The throbbing dick between my legs told me I was, but the men ravaging my ass and mouth didn't know or care about my neglected hard cock. None of them were there to help me get off. I was there to get them off whether I liked it or not was not there concern The man with his throbbing dick in my ass started to breath heavily into my ear and give into primal lust as he just drove his dick hard into my aching insides. The hard wet slaps of his belly slapping the small of my tiny upturned framed back turned into just his balls slapping my jock strap. I felt one last drive to get his dick as far and deep as possible then the throb of his hard cock jump inside me "FUUUUUCK. Take that load boy. Fucking filling you up with hot seed" I didn't care at this point. I welcoming the warmth and splash to soothe my aching insides. It was short lived as it didn't take the man long for him to pull out of my cummy chute with a loud wet squelch, while my brutalized hole attempted to close and keep some of the cum in. "Damn boy, if you were a bitch you would be so knocked up by now." He said with a hard slap to my ass followed by a resounding laugh from the room "Well by now you know what's coming next" I lifted my head and opened my mouth for the inevitable wet slimy cock to be shoved into my mouth. I felt the stench of his crotch near my face and slippery head touch my lips, but the wet cock head barely went past my lips before stopping. "We have been taking it too easy on you kid. You need to know how to really please a man and do what a real man asks of you" the man above me with his half hard dick head pressed against my lips said I screamed in my mind, EASY!!!. You have been taking it easy on me! My frustration was short lived as a very foul pungent liquid hit my tongue and throat. Before I could close my mouth the cock slid into my mouth and down my throat. Having no time to breath my mind was reeling as the man dumped his pungent piss down my throat. I gagged and chocked as all I could taste was the awful piss and the cum of everyone that had been in my ass that night. "Drink it all up kid. Don't want any of that nasty piss or ass left on my cock when I pull out" I tried to drink as much as possible but the torrents of piss streaming down my throat was making my stomach ache and my mouth tried to gasp for air but was just met with more shoving into the sweaty cum covered pubes of the man. Finally after seconds from passing out once again the piss turned into a trickle and the man let go of the back of me head and I gasped for air around the still semi hard cock in my mouth "Fuck kid your mouth isn't just good for sucking, also makes a good urinal" he said with a cruel laugh "Ok let me get out first before you get in him" With that his soft dick fell out of my mouth with a wet slurp and a hard dick slapped at my sore hole behind me. I thought how many fucking cocks must be in this room. I tried to count the cocks that have already been in my hole but was side tracked by yet another hard cock being jammed balls deep into my hole with out mercy. This time wasn't as bad as the first three..... or was it four. I couldn't remember nor did it matter. Either I was getting looser or the cocks were getting smaller, but judging by each person cock slapping me before entering I knew that was true. So I knew I was just getting looser "Fuck you guys, glad you made his hole nice and wet but damn he's so hollowed out" I tried to tight my ass to maybe appease my next rapist but my hole was so sore it felt useless. I didn't want this man taking longer to get off just because this new man liked things very tight. I figured with his girth he's still sliding wetly against my insides and I sure as hell was still feeling him inside me. My efforts of trying to squeeze around his cock went unnoticed then I heard him state "fuck it. It'll take me all night at this rate and we still got a lot of dicks needing to unload in the fucking slut. Get him on the bed. We need to teach the bitch not to get too loose" Before I could grasp what he meant I heard some guttural appeasement around the room and many hands on my body. I started to ask "what are you goin...." was all I got out before the ball gag was wrapped around my head again and stuffed my aching mouth. I groaned as my assailants began to untie my bindings wondering what horrible thing they have in store for me. They unfastened me from the fuck bench still leaving my hands cuffed though. I was hoisted into the air then shortly flung onto not a bed but a man. I landed on his soft, wet and very large belly. This man I was laying onto top of must have been massive because my knees barely could touch the bed around his belly. I tried to get off the man but before my I could fulfill my futile escape plan the man wrapped his burley arms around me pushing my head into his chest and my small framed stomach into his hairy extended belly. He slowly slid me down so my jock covered cock slid over his massive girth "you feel that boy. That's going inside your hole, but that's not all.... well you will find out soon enough" the monstrous man whispered in my ear My heart sake at the prospect of what they might be thinking they were going to do, but I tried to think that's not possible. The man then unlocked one of his arms around my body and slid his large hands down my body all the way down to my ass, giving it a hard smack "Damn this is gonna be fun. I mean for us. not you" he said with a very sinister chuckle I could feel him reach down to his massive girth and pull it from underneath me and it fall hardly on my inviting ass. I felt the massive head resting against my wet gapping hole. He gripped the bottom of his shaft and began to push me down onto his cock unceremoniously. I groaned thru my ball gag as he pushed me down onto his massive shaft. He began tunneling deep into my cum covered guts feeling him fill me up completely. He actually began to feel good. he just rocked me gently in his arms slowly thrusting up into my hole. My groans of dismay and torture actually began to turn into pleasure. But then I was suddenly thrown from my thoughts of ecstasy when I felt the bed dip in and a devious snigger from behind me. The man underneath me with his cock deep inside me once again locked me hard into place with his strong arms around my back. I started to bring my legs up to kick in protest, but they were sudden locked in place by a large man slamming his shins onto the back of my knees. My legs were unmovable as I felt a gut on my back and another hard cock pressed again my ass "We will have none of that. Those legs almost hit me bitch" the man behind me said coldly "hope you are ready kid, really open that ass up for us" the man below me stated I began to scream and wriggle between the two behemoths who were about to have both of their cocks in me at the same time. I panicked but to no avail for the ball gag prevented my from screaming and the large men made it impossible to move. I felt the man ontop of me sit up and the hard cock slap against my hole and the already hard cock encompassed inside it. Had I been able to see this man I knew he was grinning ear to ear. I felt a very intense pressure on my hole as the head was trying to slid in past the massive shaft already in my tight hole. I could hear the man behind me grunting in exhaustion as he tried shoving his massive cock into my filled hole "fuck I dont know how this is going to fit" I felt a bit of relief when I heard the man behind me utter those words frustratingly, maybe they cant DP me. I felt a very hard slap on my ass by a very commanding voice saying "Open that ass up cunt or ill make sure that that ass never fucking closes again!" I groaned thru my gag as I tried to plead with the man that I was opening my ass. The man behind me again started to procced to shove his cock in me again, just barely getting his head in again but was pushed out to no avail. "god damn it I need more lube" I heard master retort from across the room " No lube, he has plenty of cum inside him, just push harder" "If I push any harder the kid will split wide open" master stated coldly "so" "Ok, well I was thinking more for the next guy in line so he wouldn't have to fuck a useless cunt, but ill be more than happy to make this thing fit, you heard him kid, now is the time to really open up that cunt of yours" Tears began to soak thru my blindfold at the cruelty of my master and the men ravaging my body. Once again I felt a hard slap then a hard head begin to push onto my filled hole. "awww look the bitch is crying" the man below me laughed followed by all the other men in the room laughing The man behind me grunted and started to really shove his cock into my already sore and over extended hole. I gave one last ditch effort to really open my hole and relax. I was also hoping I could squirt some of the cum in me around the cock already in me to lube my tight passage. And to my surprise and dismay it worked. With a loud guttural moan of pure pleasure the large cock behind me slide in past my ring and slide slowly in along side the cum covered massive shaft already inside me. My screams of pure torture and pain were drowned out by the moans of pleasure coming from both men and the excited cheering from the room. I passed out only for a moment before being slapped on the ass hard and the man behind me exclaiming "Told you I would get in that ass" It felt like someone shoved two baseball bats in me, hell it felt like a literal horse was inside me. I tried to relax as much as possible but the man behind me wasted no time for me to adjust and started sliding his cock in and out along side the cock in me already. the man moaned in joy below me saying "Damn that feels fucking amazing, keep pumping that cock in and out of this cock sleeve" the man behind just grunted laid his belly on my back and pushed deep inside of me hilting balls deep "that sounds fine to me, the bitch is fucking tight" both giving no regard to the excruciating pain they were causing. I just laid there sandwiched between these two fat hairy men. Feeling every inch of there cocks explore the deepest parts of my bowels while there sweaty bodies held me tight so as to make sure I cant escape and stay, like a good cock sleeve. both men started humping in unison then alternating trying to find the right rhythm. They only gave indication of pleasurable moans when the other was doing something right. I could feel the friction and heat as they both slid there cocks against each other using the other mens cum to give ease to glide in and out of my hole. I then felt the weight on my back lessen the man put more pressure onto the back of my aching knees. He slammed both hands down on my ass to bring it down to a level comfortable for both of them but excruciating for me. He started to really fuck my hole. Sliding in and out almost fully while the man bellow me hilted himself in me as to get the full effect of the cock stroking his cock while in a warm wet tube. I could feel the drops of sweat hit my back as the fat man started to grunt and moan under his breath obscenities "gonna fuck this useless hole, fucking cocksucking cunt bitch. gonna destroy it with both cocks and flood your fucking cock sleeve hole with manly seed...." he went on and on for what felt like forever while I just tried to slowly accommodate the cocks raping my poor little hole. At this point I didn't know if my face was wet from cum and saliva or from my tears. I lay there lifeless and biting down hard on the oversized ball in my mouth just waiting for either one to just fucking cum. "FUCK I aint gonna last much longer.... FUCK FUCK FUCK!" the man behind me yelled much to my relief And much to my surprise, figuring I couldn't feel anymore full, I felt the cum splash around on my insides around the cocks balls deep in my hole. Both cocks as deep as they could get as the man behind me came buckets into my colon. "damn that fucking was awesome, phew. now if you dont mind cock sleeve ill stay in here for a while till I'am soft enough to pull out. you cum there buddy?" the man below me stated "hehe no" The man below me's cock began to slide in and out once again getting ready to fuck again "ok cool then, well whos next then? Nice and broken in and lubed up for the next guy. I need my dick cleaned first though" I felt the pressure on the back of my knees subside and the man stumbled off behind me. I waited patiently for the ball to be removed and the cum covered cock to be shoved into my mouth. A quite pang from behind my head as the big strong hands reached for the leather strap to unfasten and remove the ball gag. The salvia covered ball feel unceremoniously onto the chest on the fat man below me "Hey dont get that nasty thing on me, and dont get that cock to close to my face, cause I sure as hell aint touching that thing" the man below me stated "Sorry. And buddy.... this was touching you" he said with a joyful tone and both men laughed "Ok slut open your mouth here comes your snack" He placed the cum covered cock head on my lips and shoved my face forward as to take him all the way. I suckled on the cock till I felt most of the cum on it was gone, there was more than the usual guy and judging by the balls resting against my chin I could see why he could cum buckets. He began to shove hard into my mouth as to get me to choke and gag on it so there was more to clean up and keep him in my mouth. Each time he thrust I felt his plum sized balls slapping my neck. "Feel those nuts hitting your throat, those are real man balls" I groaned in what he took as agreement. I then felt the bed creek and another monster of a man stumble onto the bed behind me "fuck, let me get my cock out this whores mouth and put the ball gag in before you get in him with that monster of a thing. I don't want him to scream too loud" I wanted to panic but this time I just gave an inner sigh and thought here comes yet another cock to rape my poor little hole. Though now it was not quite little, well at least tight anymore, so I thought. I then felt my head being yanked up by my hair and the man who had just had his cummy cock in my whisper in my ear "sorry kid but I know its hard to believe but this next guy is even bigger than me, and I don't say that very often. I almost feel bad for you kid...... almost" I felt the monstrous beast of a man position himself behind me just like the man whispering in my ears the horrors of the cock about to fuck me did. I felt the hard slap of what I thought was a hand on my still filled boy hole, only to realize it was a cock.... a very, very large cock Then did I truly begin to panic TO BE CONTINUED hope you all are enjoying the story. let me know in the comments, thanks

The best compliment is my infected sperm in his guts. If I am really into him then I will tell him that I want to fuck him again in the future and follow through with it. Bottoms are for use, but need to be appreciated also.

Once in a bar with a backroom, a guy who fucked me encouraged one of the bartenders to take a break and fuck me, which he did and then they both got other tops to fuck me.

Before going on vacation last week, the new dog sitter came by to get the key and instructions. I had just finished up at the gym, still wearing a jock and sweaty clothes. I invited him in, and he immediately stared at my ass and lingered close. He was a hot otter, clearly packing a large cock under his shorts. I was showing him around, and we kept inching closer and closer, until we started making out. We tore each other's clothes off, and he rimmed my sweaty hole. His huge, thick 9 inch tool grazed my hole while I was on top of him, and I knew I had to have it. He teased my ass for a while before I finally sat on his cock, taking in the entire length. I rode him hard, making out with him and playing with his hard nipples. He asked me where I wanted his poz cum, and I begged for him to breed me. He shoved his cock in all the way and filled my hole deep.

As I am into verbal abuse, I love it when he calls me a filthy disgusting cunt.

(Note: some details a bit hazy due to poppers). But I shall relay the basics. Up til last week, I hadn't been bred in over a year (long story involving a hemorrhoid removal surgery). Needless to say, my husband and I were both quite in the mood to cut loose and have some fun. Thus we went on vacation to San Francisco for Dore Alley. Being the good piggy I think I am, I located a very hot sounding party going on on BBRT (turns out to be my first bbrt party as well). Fortunately both my husband and both got approved Invites and we "prepared" for what I hoped would be the first time in getting a load in a long time. We arrive at the party and I realized stripping all the way was required. I am a bit shy at first so I grabbed a few beers to try to relax. The guys didn't disappoint. There were all kinds of guys and everyone was respectful. One tried to enter me, but my nerves made me a bit too tight. So I resigned myself to just watching guys take turns on my husband (I told him to get aggressive for anything he liked as he is more bottom oriented than I am). Then a hottie arrived who was very much my "type" (5'7, nicely built, light soft fur, beard). He quickly stripped into a jock and I watched as he walked Into another room to get an overview of all the action going on. I nodded to my husband that I was going to follow and found my way beside him (wasn't gonna miss my chance for someone I fancied). After some quick banter and a few chest rubs I got up the nerve to drop to my knees and start blowing him. And that is when I got my surprise. He kept growing and growing and growing til I faced what was approximately a 9-10 inch uncut cock. A quick thought of "oh hell what have I gotten myself Into" went through my head while my husband just grinned, knowing that I was uber tight from not being fucked in over a year. Upon standing and realizing he was a top, I made up my mind I was going to take it and get his load or die trying. Very quickly I asked him to go easy at first as I hadn't been done in so long and he grinned and agreed. We made our way to a spot on one of the beds and I got on my back while my husband handed me poppers and handed the guy the lube we brought with us. After about 4 hits of poppers he started to work his uncut head into my hole. It was amazingly easy entry at first tho there was definitely a pinch as the girth of his shaft increased. At about half way in, I had to take a break to let my sphincter rest a second. But within about a minute I was back on my back as we made out. He entered me again, this time pushing all the way in. Despite trying to obey the rules to keep noise down, I am certain I let out a huge groan. Then he started to work it as I begged him for his load. When I asked him if he would give me his load, he just grinned and said yes. The thrusting by that time started to feel amazing, especially when he would work his uncut head near the opening of my ass. Silently and without warning, he suddenly just pushed his way all the way, full hilt, into my ass and just stayed there and grinned. I asked if he came. He grinned, nodded, and said yes. I told him to keep thrusting and work it in. He happily complied and said he is a quiet cummer. I grinned, feeling quite proud of myself for finally getting back in touch with my inner cumwhore. As he softened, he pulled out and I felt a huge amount of cum spill out onto the play sheets. I clenched down to hold as much of the cum in me as possible (as kept it in me a good part of the night). Barely able to stand, he and my husband help me to my feet while my husband grinned ear to ear and said he was proud of me. I just chuckled and all three of us headed to the living room for a beer. Needless to say, we ended up hanging up with the guy the rest of the evening and swapping contact info. While we didn't get a chance to do round 2 (and probably couldn't due to how wrecked my hole was), I definitely think a repeat will happen in the near future (even if I have to take another trip, or have him fly in to visit). What a way to get back in touch with my inner cumwhore.

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...

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

“Boy”, he said, in a gentle tone similar to the one he used when he’d told me that it didn’t matter that I was gay, he’d love me all the same, “it’s time to acquaint yourself with some basic facts of life that I learned long ago. There are two types of human males in this world – real men, and pigs. Pigs look like men, talk like men, dress and act like men, but in truth they are inferior. They are governed by their lust for unnatural acts, and by their desire to submit to real men. A pig may think he’s a man, but deep down he knows every time his faggot cunt twitches that he is not a real man.” I was finding his voice hypnotic as it came out like a religious doctrine through my chemical haze. “Even when you were younger, boy, I could see your head snap up at the mention of the word “faggot”…when you first came out to me, I thought it was fear, but then as I watched you closer, I realized it was because that submissive pig in you was reacting to its proper title. I knew you needed to be released from the bondage of self-imposed morality that you suffered under to truly wallow in your subhuman urges, and I knew I was just the man to do it. Only your cunt of a mother stood in my way, and now she’s gone…and don’t think I didn’t notice that reaction to the word “cunt”, pig…you’ll be hearing a lot more of your proper titles from now on.” He pulled his cock out of my mouth, and gripped me under the chin. Something told me to open my mouth, and he grinned and spat into it. I closed my mouth and swallowed. ”Nature at its finest, boy” he said, “you aced the advanced course; now let’s give you a water break.” It was at that point that a single thought broke through the chemical haze that wrapped around my mind – “I am so fucking thirsty”. And there, sitting on the dresser next to the other playthings, like the Holy-fucking-Grail, were two bottles of water, with condensation running down the sides. It looked so good to me, and I was so focused on how much I wanted some ice-cold water, that I barely even grunted when Bud pulled me away from the wall and the dildo popped out of my ass. I’d never experienced the singular focus or the clarity of mind that Bud’s “pig feed” gave me. At that moment, I needed that water more than anything else I had ever needed. Bud noticed me staring longingly at the water bottles, and he gave an evil chuckle. “I don’t think so, faggot,” he said as he gripped me by the chin and forced my eyes to lock into his,” that water is a reward, and you haven’t quite yet earned it yet, pig.” I whined a little in the back of my throat, just like a dog. It wasn’t on purpose; it was just the natural sound that came out of me at that point. This made him give that evil chuckle again. I realized then through my chemical haze that the sound of that chuckle was making my ass muscles contract every time he did it, same as when he used words like “faggot”, “pig”, and “cunt”. Maybe it was the chems at work, but I was starting to think his theory about pigs and real men might be legitimate. Then Bud started speaking again, and all I could focus on was his rough voice and his grip on my chin and the deep, deep black of his pupils as they seemed to grow and fill his eyes. “Boy,” he said, firm grip still on my chin, “it’s time to teach you another essential function of a pig. I’ve been up all night flying high on T and slamming down beers, and I’ve got to piss something fierce. So, faggot, here is what is going to happen. I’m going to start pissing in a minute, and you can choose to open your mouth and serve as my urinal pig, as nature intended, or end up getting your bed sheets all piss stained. However, if piss gets on those sheets, boy, the least of your punishments will be to sleep on them for a month without washing them.” There was a small, still moral part of me that hated the way chemical pleasure rushed through me at the thought of this strong, viral man pissing into my mouth like I was garbage. That part of me caused me to try to pull away from Bud’s grip on my chin. Suddenly, the grip was on my throat and the voice very, very gently. “Listen, faggot,” he said gently, “I haven’t forced you to do anything you don’t want to do so far today, have I?” I slowly shook my head “no”. I had indeed made the choice every time to participate. “I’ve allowed you to decide to make the final move each step of the way, correct?” he asked more gently still, firm grip still on my throat. I nodded my head “yes”. “And pig,” he said, practically purring, “I haven’t done anything to hurt or damage you, have I?” I shook my head “no”. Suddenly one of his hands was in my hair, yanking my head back hard, while the hand on my neck clamped down like a vice until I started to see black on the edges of my vision. He leaned in to speak softly in my ear. “Faggot,” he said, “I haven’t done anything to hurt or damage you YET. Please don’t force me to start now.” If my cock hadn’t been flaccid from all the chemicals in my system, his words in my ear would have made me cum without even touching myself. That surge of pleasure at the whispered promise of violence and degradation at my step-father’s hands was the final straw that convinced me Bud was right – I was 100% pig, born to serve real men like him, and everything that he was doing with and to me that morning was not only what the pig inside me really wanted, but also what the pig inside me needed…what it craved. I opened my mouth wide, and prepared to take the piss of a real man and enjoy every drop of it. Bud gave that evil little chuckle of his, and released the iron grip on my hair. The death grip on my throat that was making my vision blur turned into a caress down my cheek, almost the action of a devoted lover. He ran his thumb along my lower lip, smiled and said, “Good boy”. Then he grabbed his rock hard dick and lined it up to my open mouth. I could see him relaxing the tension of his body, and then slowly it came, the golden stream of piss from his monster cock. At first, I let it run straight down my throat, but then I grew curious about the taste. The pressure was growing stronger now, but I was able to start to savor it a little before swallowing. I wanted the words of a wine connoisseur so that I could adequately describe the taste of piss created from a toxic mix of meth and beer in the urinary tract of a real man, but words fail me. All I can say was that the moment I tasted it, I had one of those epiphany moments where it clicks like “yes, this is something that has been missing in my life so far”. I knew then that Bud and any of his friends would never need a urinal to piss in as long as I was around – in fact, I would feel cheated if he spilled so much as a drop of fluid into a porcelain bowl from then on. Too soon, the strong stream of chem and beer piss came to an end, and I eagerly leaned forward to lick some stray drops from Bud’s slit. He looked at me with pride like I was a first-grader who had won the school spelling bee. “Boy,” he said with pride, “your first time drinking piss and not a drop spilled. Truly, this is nature at its finest.” He ran his thumb across my lower lip again. “I am going to have so much fun with you, faggot.” At that point, I was starting to feel warm in my belly and a flush came to my cheek. Bud noticed and smirked, “that was some strong man piss you just guzzled down, pig, and you are gonna be flying high again in a moment. Just in time, too, because it’s time for the main event, faggot. Here’s your water – drink up.” He grabbed one of the bottles of water off the dresser and tossed it to me. I was so thirsty I had the cap off and had chugged down half of it before I even noticed that it hadn’t been completely sealed, it had been opened at least once before. Coming soon, part 6...

Tricked and Set-up (Part III) I felt his cock getting harder and larger. My cock was throbbing uncontrollably as he pounded into me. I felt like my cock was gong t explode. Just as Rod slammed into me harder and harder and grunted with each thrust I felt my cock begin to spasm. As my orgasms started my ass clamped down on Rods hard tool deep inside me and he began to dup his fourth load inside me. His cock was so far inside me it felt like he was past my internal sphincter. We were both panting heavily as Rod began to kiss me with a passion I had never felt before. I began to wonder what would happen when my girl got back to town. Then I was snapped back to reality as Rod began to slowly pull out of my ass. Rod then said to me, “Clamp down hard on my dick as I pull out bro, I don’t want anything leaking out of your ass.” I did as I was told and as he withdrew from my as I could feel the slosh of the cum he had left behind. He pushed my ass up into the air and told me, “Hold your ass up and let gravity do its magic as my cum slides deeper inside you.” Rod then fished around in a drawer and pulled out a good size butt plug. He pushed it against my hole and told me, “Relax a bit so I can work this in your hole to keep that charged load inside your hole a while longer.” Slowly I felt the plug slide in me slowly until it got to the widest part. Then Rod used a little force and with a loud squish it fell into place. I felt very full at this point and knew that nothing was going to leak out. “You’re to keep that plug in you till tomorrow morning. Then you can remove it and let any of my cum that remains leak out.” I left Rod’s apartment and when home to try and sleep. With the plug still inside me and the Tina still in my system, I wasn’t able to sleep much. I finally dozed off early the next morning. I woke with a cramping in my stomach and knew I had to have that plug out. I had it in longer then Rod had instructed. I went to the bathroom and attempted to pull the plug out. I ended up sitting on the toilet and forcing it out like I was taking a big shit. I hear the plug drop into the toilet and what felt like a pint of jizz follow it. I looked into the bowl to see globs of cum, blood and some shit floating around. I crawled back to bed and slept the rest of the day. A few weeks passed since Rod and I had slammed and fucked. Rod called me every day to see how I was feeling and every day I answered that I felt fine. I had yet to see my girl when I began to feel really sick. It felt like the flu but it wasn’t flu season. Rod called me that day and he could tell I wasn’t feeling well. He insisted on coming over to care for me. When I heard the knock at the door I was barely able to get up and open it. Rod came in with anything I would need to help get over this bug. He made me broth and gave me liquids to drink. Rod made sure I was going to get through this. Within a few days I was feeling normal and then Rod said, “You should go get a blood test to see what it was that you had.” I guessed he knew best since he was taking care of me. I followed his advice and he took me to the free clinic and spoke to the nurse for me. They called my name and took a shit load of blood before giving me a phone number to call and a code to identify myself with. Rod then took me back to his place and we proceeded to slam and fuck again. I have to admit it, I missed Rod’s cock inside me. It felt good to get the shit fucked out of me by this stud. All the time Rod was fucking me I never thought about my girl. After we had spent a couple days of non-stop partying and fucking I noticed that my girl had called me over a dozen times and left numerous voice mail messages. I began to listen to them. One after another she was yelling at my about not being around. She had heard I had let Rod fuck me. She seemed to know everything Rod and I had done while she was out of town. I looked at Rod and told him, “My girl knows you’ve been fucking me bro.” “You don’t need that bitch no more, I’ve got all you’re ever gona need here (as he grabs his hard cock).” I knew he was right, I only needed him, his cock and Miss Tina to be happy. We finally crashed and when we woke up Rod reminded me that I needed to call the clinic and get my lab results. I called, gave the nurse my code number and was told, “I’m sorry to tell you this, but the test came back positive.” “Positive for what?” I asked. She then said, “HIV.” I thought to myself, ‘How in the fuck did I get HIV?’ Then it dawned on me, Rod said something about a charged load and keeping it inside me as long as possible. Rod had tricked me, drugged me up and pozzed my ass. At first I was mad as hell, but my cock was getting rock hard. I had always knew with the amount of screwing around I might get HIV, but never thought I’d get it from a stud fucking me up the ass and that I would enjoy it. I looked at Rod, I didn’t have to say a word. He knew he had successfully pozzed me. He fixed us a couple slams and plowed my ass some more. All the time he is fucking me he telling me, “Bro, we are going to fuck every guy and girl we can and give them the bug. It’s the responsibility we have to pass it along to as many people as we can.” I had to ask Rod, “Did you poz my girl that night you fucked her with me?” “I probably did bro. I pumped more cum into her cunt then I did your ass.” An evil grin came to my face as I thought about my girl having HIV and possibly not knowing that she does. That’s when my cock spewed out a huge load of cum in the strongest orgasm I had ever had in my life. I knew it was my turn to fuck Rod and show him the mad skills I have for breeding ass. A few days later Rod and I moved in together. I became one of his dealers and when ever I found an unsuspecting neg boy or girl I’d teach them how to slam then fuck them full of my special cum!

Planted mine in my young FB's sweet velvety hole today at lunch.

TOok one in the gut this AM.

my dinner break at work - FB from BBRT was hosting tops at a hotel. So i stopped bye. He has the MOST spectacular smooth round bubble butt. He gets off on being used as a hole - so that is just what i did. Fucked him hard for half hour or more before i gave him his eleventh load of the evening. That was at 6 pm.. at midnight he had taken over 30 loads and lost count, but was till inviting guys over

i wanna be a guest in Gruntaq's house

My FB at work blew his load on the wall of our jobsite porta potty and texted me to cum lick it off before someone else got there. So, I got my last load by proxy, licking it of the plastic wall. It's a game we play to keep work interesting. He had to leave so I didn't return the favor today tho.

I got my last load in my mouth this morning from my brother's cock.