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My boyfriend and I scored an invite to this huge New Year’s Eve bash thrown by a gay couple in their late-forties/early-fifties. They had lots of money and used it to get beautiful, athletic college men to come over and get unbelievably drunk and high—guests at these parties are almost always in a fraternity and/or play a varsity sport. We thought we might get invited at some point—he’s in a fraternity and I made varsity swim team my first year—but guys typically did not start getting invited until their junior or senior year. So we were quite surprised when one of his fraternity brothers handed us both invites; we were just as surprised to learn that he was going with his roommate. They were both seniors and unbelievably hot. He was an all-american jock-type—captain of the lacrosse team, honor roll, that type; his roommate was on the wrestling team and had that perfect ass wrestlers get, which he loved to show off at any opportunity. “Congrats, boys. Now you get to play with the men—though I wonder if it might be the other way around.” He grabbed my ass as he said the last part, and gave me a wink as he walked away. The night of the party, we rode in the lacrosse stud’s SUV through the foothills outside Boulder. When we finally reached the house, it did not disappoint. It was this amazing glass structure with views of the front range from almost every room. And the party was unbelievable. Several hundred of the most beautiful college-aged men I’d ever seen were wandering through the house in various states of undress. We were offered drinks—and pills and lines—as soon as we walked in the door. I’ve always been a bit wary of any drug other than alcohol, so I was only drinking. But my bf and his frat brothers were happy to take anything that sounded fun. We lost his frat brothers for a while but eventually found them kissing by the pool wearing nothing but speedos. At first they were just casually making out but it quickly became very intense—and hot—with the roommate blowing the lacrosse team captain for a good fifteen minutes before stopping to say, “Take me home and fuck me, baby.” “How can I deny such a fucking stud?” the lacrosse captain said as he pushed his roommate—though it was probably more accurate to say his boyfriend or at least live-in fuck buddy—back down on his hard cock. He asked if were ready to leave, but it was only half past midnight and we wanted to stay bit longer. “I totally understand guys; let me find the hosts so we can figure this out.” He pulled out of his bud’s mouth and tried to stuff his very big dick into what was now a too small pair of speedos. He was back pretty quickly with the older of the hosts—a muscle-daddy type in his early fifties with dark hair just starting to turn gray and piercing blue eyes. “So you two don’t want to leave? I don’t blame you. I’m not sure anyone else is heading in your direction, but there’s an extra bedroom you can use.” As soon as we agreed to stay in the spare room, the two studs left to go back to the frat. “Apparently, they really wanted to fuck.” I said to the host. To which he responded, “Do you blame them?” which made us both laugh. Something my bf had taken was clearly kicking in—he was having trouble focusing and sweat was just pouring out of him. “Let’s find that room for you—I think he’s going to need somewhere to pass out before too long.” The host and I made small talk as we wandered through the party—he was incredibly charming and a bit flirtatious. He kept dropping hints that he would be happy to fill in for my boyfriend tonight since by this point we had to prop him up. The bedroom that he thought we could use already had guests in it—about a dozen guys watching as three boys were being fucked side by side at the end of the bed. When one of the tops shot their load another guy in the room would immediately take his place. “Looks like this room won’t work, but I can’t say that I’m sorry. This is one of the hottest scenes we’ve had at these parties—it would be wrong to stop it.” We stood in the doorway for a minute or so watching. The host was transfixed by the boy getting fucked in the center, who looked very young—almost too young. And he was getting fucked harder than the other two boys by a bigger dick—all the while begging for more. “How can he be asking for more and harder?” I asked quite incredulously. The host turned from the doorway stating simply, “Because he’s unfathomably high on t and g right now.” “That was our only unoccupied guest bedroom. We could see if anyone was willing to drive you down to Boulder, though I don’t think anyone that is still here would be sober enough to drive for some time. It might be possible to call a cab, but probably not on New Year’s Eve. Hmm… Well, we do have a couple of twin beds in our master bedroom that are not being used at the moment, though you may find it strange to sleep in them.” I must have had a very confused look on my face because he quickly explained they were for their two houseboys to store their clothing and supplies as well as to use as a place to sleep when for whatever reason they did not sleep in the big bed with the two of them. The host led us to a very nondescript door that turned out to be an elevator that would only activate with a 10 digit code. When the elevator doors opened we stepped into a very large, open space that almost had a warehouse feel to it. Except that instead of concrete walls it was all glass—somehow making it feel like the space was floating and that we were completely exposed to the world around us. The only actual walls on the entire floor were in the center near where the elevator opened up. As we walked around the space, it became clear that it had been designed for them as a space to live and work while also serving as one big sex playroom. We stopped by a fully stocked bar so he could get us drinks—but the whole area around the bar looked and felt like a sleazy leather bar. There was an area with slings and another with a couch facing a huge tv screen. Their bed was along one of the walls and was enormous—you could have easily fit six people in it. Somehow on each side of the elaborate bed frame there was a semi-private alcove with a twin mattress and shelves filled with clothing and supplies for fucking and playing—lubes, gear, underwear, clothing, dildos, and many things that I could not even imagine how one would be able to use during sex. “Ah, I told you it might be strange. Some of the more unusual toys and gears are on the other side, so let’s take your boyfriend there to sleep off whatever he took. And my husband loves frat boys so a naked one passed out in his bed is a nice way to start off the year.” He gave me a quick wink and threw my boyfriend over his shoulders in a fireman’s carry, which kind of turned me on. I followed him to the other side where the shelves were covered in leather and rubber gear, ropes and other restraints, and a bunch of other very specific looking equipment. “A lot of this is for piss play,” the host mentioned with an odd smile as he quickly stripped everything off my boyfriend and laid him ass up on the small bed in the space. “Very hot ass—you have excellent taste, boy.” I was a bit startled—but also turned on—when he called me “boy,” but I didn’t have much time to think about it before he was leading me back to other side of the bed. I was starting to feel really tired and had to fight to keep my eyes open. “I think I’m ready to get some sleep, if that’s okay.” I said before drifting off. When I woke up a few hours later, it was to the feeling of being fucked slowly and deeply by a very thick cock—stretching my hole to its limits. I had no idea who was fucking me and didn’t really remember where I was, so I started to look around a bit to see if I recognized anything. “Ah, my hot little boy is finally awake. Daddy’s been waiting for you—I think I gave you a bit too much g. You’ve been out for a few hours, but I couldn’t resist your ass.” It all came rushing back to me—the New Year’s Party at the two older guys house. Somehow I ended up in bed with one of them—but where was my boyfriend? I realized I could see everything because of mirrors on the ceiling and in the headboard, so I finally saw that it was the same muscle daddy from earlier who was fucking me now. I could see his partner having some fun on the other side of the bed, but wasn’t able to really concentrate on him or anything else because my ass was suddenly being pounded much harder and faster. It was starting to be too much when he went back to his long, slow strokes and whispered in my ear, “You have an amazing ass, boy—one that daddy needs to spend some time getting to know. I loved sliding inside you while you were passed out. I can’t wait to do it again and again and again.” He started to really pound me as he talked about knocking me out and fucking me over and over, causing me to start moaning and panting. And then he stopped just as abruptly as he started and pulled completely out of me. “I think it’s time we got you really fucked up, boy…”

So you guys know by now I have this thing for straight men. I just love em, and I am luckey enough to get a few of them as fuckbuddies. One of the things about living in a semi rural area is there seem to be loads of straight guys who want cock. And this guy messaged me on BBRT. He was HOT!!! mid 30s, muscled, shaven headed. And wanted older guys. He messaged me and we chatted and then said he was straight. A straight guy on BBRT, this is new on me to be honest. Straight guys on gaydar and grindr yeah but BBRT? Really? Was Ibeing naive Anyway, we swapped numbers and texted and texted."I probably wont meet" he said. "I bale cos I get scared." "Great, a fucking timewaster" I said. And true enough, lots of chats but no action,a few butt shots. Nothing.Then after three weeks he messages. "I wanna get fucked soon" he says, " but I need to have had some beers." Cheers mate I am that ugly am I? I thought "I need the beers to loosen me up and get me horned to feel dirty."He replied. Ok, fair enough. He starts talking about taking poz loads. I think hes timewasting but then he tells me he has some truvada from a mate who's poz and fucked him. I'm begging to think this guy is not for real. "How you know he's poz" "I seek em out" he says.., " I figure they'e good fucks and I wanna feel like a dirty slut." "Where you get the truvada?" "Poz fuckbuddy" he replies. " But that's not proper PreP" I say. "Works for me though, mr." "this is still risky" I say. "that's why I like it, fella" he replies. "You fuck?" I say. "Nah mate, cant get it upwith a man, I only get fucked by blokes. I only fuck girls." Ok, takes all sorts to make a world. I feel slightly disappointed, knowing my liking for straight guys and both fucking and being fucked by them. Please, meet me outdoors one night and we fuck. "Ok I say but bet you'll bale" A week later he messages me..."11pm tonight" he says. "Ok," I say. "I'm taking the blue pills" "You mean truvada?" I say "Yeah" "not sure do it yourself PreP works, mate" I say. "Yeah its cool. I said before" he replies. Bring poppers a small dildo for me to use in the car and lube. I say yeah thinking this guy isn't for real but at least if he doesn't turn up I can breed some anonymous hole in the local cruising site, yeah? "I want your piss too" That's it. Im ready to give this guy a chance. "You pissed then?" I ask "Yeah five beers and my hole wants fucking. I wanna be dirty." So he gives me instructions. an hour later I turn up outside the sports club and am waiting in the car thinking this is stupid, and down walks this hot straight looking muscled stud in football gear. And he gestures to me. Fuck me, I think, he's hot! The passenger door of the car opens, in he climbs, sits down and puts his hand up my shorts. "Hey mate, I want that in me" and I'm so stunned I cant think whatto do for a second. "drive then, I know a woods" he says. and I set off. I nearly crash the car as he pulls his top up to reveal a hot muscled and hairy torso and then pulls his shorts down. He reveals a thick meaty cock and balls and muscly hairy legs. "I'm topping tonight, I'm topping tonight" I remind myself. "Suck my cock" I command and he leans over and sucks me as I drive. He pulls away and lubes his hole. I reach over and finger it. God it's inviting. Thank fuck it's dark, I think. He takes the poppers, sniffs deep then inserts the dildo slowly. By now I am rock hard and wanting to rape him then sit on his cock He directs me as his legs go up on the dashboard and he dildoes himself, his big meaty knob, totally flaccid, but BIG, flopping around. Eventually we arrive at a wooded beauty spot. He is out of the car naked from waist down and over the style and into the woods. I lock the car and follow him. He's naked and squatting and sniffing poppers while the dildo is going in harder and faster. "Piss on me" he says. I strip then let loose a streamof piss which he rubs all over himself before sucking on my cock. I fuck his face for a while "I wanna breed you" I say "I know mate I want you in my arse" He stands up and bends over I am faced with a muscular butt and beautiful back. I lean over and kiss it " fuck me man, fuck me raw with your poz dick, make me fucking filthy" He says this so totally deep and manly I am aching for this guy. I slide up his arse and fuck him Ten minutes of breeding talk follows and I am grabbing his cock as I fuck and getting close. "Stop" he says, and I do. He turns round and sucks my cock. Im enjoying this but wanna be in his arse. "You like my poz cock? " I ask. Yeah he says. Then he pulls my cock out and wanks me with both hands. Suddenly I feel a sharp pain in my cockhead and pull back to notice he's pricked it with a needle and there's a drop of blood. "Ow, What the fuck are you doing? I ask" "getting your blood man" "fucking stop it, its risky" I say as my cock starts to go flaccid "No, I want your poz blood" he says as he sucks. I have to admit this being said turns me on and I start to go hard again. He's fingering himself and groans hard. He pulls away "I've nicked my hole" he said. "I want your blood and cum in my bloodstream" "But you took truvada" "Nah mate, I only said that" He stands up, arms round me "breed me" Fuck I cant believe this but my cock knows what to do. Now red, and bleeding a little, it's standing to attention. He turns round, I slide up. I fuck.Its not long before I am ready to cum and I say "I'm gonna shoot" "Yeah mate, this is so dirty" " Shoot on my hole then fuck it in" And I cant hold back any longer. I pull out, I shoot and shoot on his hole then push my cock back in rough. And I lean on his hot back and fill this guy with virus. We stand there for a few minutes till we're finished and pull apart. He bends down and sucks my cock clean. I move to kiss him but he moves away "I don't kiss mate". Pity,I think "So you bugchasing? " I ask ...."You want infected." "Don't care he says, I wanna feel dirty and used by guys and if that comes, great." We walk to the car, he's still naked, we get in and I drive him home as he dressed again. I drop him off and drive home. All the time thinking of this. A few days later comes the message "going down pub tonight, you gonna give me my nightcap?" And my cock stiffens...and I know I want him "Your never gonna top me I say, you will always be my bottom cumdump" "Yes m8, that's how I like it. You top guys are my fantasy. And anyway I can only fuck women." If only he knew the cocks and loads I'd taken as well as the arses I've topped.....I never had this much fun while I was neg.

I've been busy getting fucked and fucking, and having lots of fun in the process. I'm always upfront about my HIV status, undetectable. While some guys are turned off, others are turned on by the fact I'm poz and that I prefer bareback to rubbers. This is particularly true of straight guys - for some reason I can't figure out. Of course I'm perfectly happy to fuck-around with straight guys, 'cause a horned up straight guy is one filthy fucker and I LOVE fucking straight arse and getting fucked by straight cock. Don't get me wrong. I love being gay, and love fucking with gay guys, and of course, wouldn't have it any other way, but there's something about a horned up straight man who wants cock that just gets me going. On this occasion nothing was biting on Grindr. My profile is upfront about wanting only bareback sex, and that I'm a member of the poz tribe. As has often crossed my mind, this could be a mistake, but then a guy sent me this message: "Hey, nice profile." "Thanks," I replied. We exchanged additional messages, and then he sent me a pic of himself: 6'3", big chest, big legs, big body, and a fucking nice cock. He was apparently a laborer 'cause he was in some sort of uniform, and when he dropped his paint-covered cargo trousers and shirt, I was hot to trot. And, as usual when I see a guy who is bigger than my size, my inner bottom came out. Well, he wanted to play. He acknowledged being married, but still he liked to play with guys. As I love to play with married guys, eventually we met. Our initial get together was strictly a 'suckin' event'. He came in, stripped, and watched porn while I sucked him. But oh, the the kissing! He kissed me when he walked through the door, murmuring he was gonna make love to me, and leave me aching for his cock. I begged him to fuck me, but he only replied "We'll see." He insisted on bareback porn, with an emphasis on breeding. Understandably he loved Treasure Island Media and, as I blew him and he clearly was turned on 'cause he grunted "Fuck that bareback porn is hot. Bet all the dirty bastards all have fuckin' AIDS," and as his cock throbbed in response to his observation. Then he began face-fucking me, gagging me in the process. And I loved it. Eventually he shot his load down my throat, and then made me kiss him. By this time I was involuntarily dripping precum, so he made me wank off, blowing my load on his cock, and then demanded I lick all of it off. All the while he announced I was a "...dirty infected poz pig," and additionally commented that I was to worship his straight cock. I was totally into taking care of him, and when he left, I was spent. The next time we got together the routine was similar: porn, sucking, and he tells me how dearly he wants to fuck me. I begged for him to fuck me, but he replied cryptically 'maybe'. Then he asked if I had any toys, so I produced a couple of dildos, and he ended-up fucking me with my own dildo as I sucked him. When he came he was banging my throat so hard I was hoarse afterwards. Then he ordered me to kiss him with the cum then pushes me on my back and fucks me with my dildo while he wanked me off. He fucks my ass so hard the dildo was pink with traces of blood, and when I came, he wiped the dildo on my balls and again described me as 'a dirty poz pig'. The third time he comes it's more of the same...I beg to get fucked. He says "no, you infected pig" he strips, porn,suck, fucking my face and fingers my hole before inserting the dildo. He orders me not to swallow his cum this time though. He cums eventually and my jaws are aching. He orders me to kiss him and transfer the cum to his mouth. I dutifully oblige loving the experience of his salty cum and kissing him. I give him his cum back. He pushes me away, pulls my dildo out, spits the cum on the dildo and fucks me as he reaches for lube and lubes my cock "sniff poppers" he says as he dildo fucks me with his cum and begins to wank me. "Yeah you're begging for my cum in you aren't you you infected pig. You aint gonna get it. I'm not taking your toxic gay virus." I spunk in seconds, he leans down, licks it all up and spits it in my face before kissing me deep and long. God I am in heaven The fourth time was today. "Wear a jock" he ordered me before he arrived "and have your hole lubed" . Im assuming more dildoing. I obey. He walks in. Immediately he feels down for my hole as he kisses me. He doesn't usually do this. He strips and his fucktool is already hard. "suck me" he orders and I do. And the facefucking starts but slower this time. He sits down on an armchair to watch porn and my cock remains clamped on him from him standing to him sitting. "slow deepthroat me" he says. I do. the dildos are ready. "We wont be needing those today" he says. My heart sinks. I want this guy to top me so fucking bad. I am on my knees as he reaches down, and fingers me. First one then two fingers go in. He says "I bet you wish you were being bred and pozzed like those guys in the porn" I groan acknowledgement and he pushes my throat right down on his cock while a third finger goes up my hole and I squirm. He pulls fingers out and slaps my arse, hard. I yelp and make to take my mouth off his cock and he just forced my head on his tool and his fingers back up my hole. "Popper up" he orders. I do. "turn around" he says "on your knees facing the tv and porn"I do. And then I feel his hands on my shoulders, and his cock goes straight up my lubed arse. I yelp and pull away and he pulls me back onto his cock, hard. "There you go fucker, you wanted my bareback cock up your aids riddled mancunt didn't you. Well you got it now. Take it like the bitch you are gonna be for me" and this big man starts fucking my like a piston and holding me. He bends over and bites my neck "I'm marking you so your boyfriend can see I own your arse now, fucker." I am yelping in pain and moaning in pleasure at the same time "talk to me cunt" he orders " I love your cock, itsso fucking hard" as it bangs against my prostate and he fucks harder and harder. He fucks and starts to wank me before pulling my balls. He pulls my waist and pulls back. He basically picks me off the floor - and I'm not small, 6foot, work out, 14 stones and he pulls me to sit on his cock as he sits on the armchair and basically lifts me up and down on his fucktool and tells me to bounce. I do. He moans and fucks harder and grabs me. I'm dripping pre cum by this time. He fingers my cock and takes my precum, inserting two fingers plus his cock in me. I moan again "Turn round and sit on my cock and face me" he orders. I do. I sit on his cock and his hands lift my thighs up and down and he's fucking me "big weightlifting legs " he says "still a fucking bottom though. So much for the vers it says on your profile. You are a bottom when I am around" he says. His hard cock is rubbing against my prostate. He begins to fuck harder and hard and faster. He's gone bright red and is kissing me while I grab the back of the armchair and he's fucking (I love this position.) "Play with my balls, play with my balls" he says as he grabs mine and yanks with one hand, pulling my nipple with another as I bounce up and down to meet his legs going up and down like made. I each behind me and grab his balls" "harder cunt" as he kisses me I grab them harder. "you are gonna be an addict for me" he pants. He fucks harder. He starts to grunt, groan, breathe harder and puff. He keeps going. I am dripping pre cum like no tomorrow. "Im gonna cum" he says and pulls me down on his cock so hard I gasp. And he groans "Oh fuck, I'm cumming" and thrusts "take my fucking raw load you cunt" and he shoots and shoots and I can feel his cock throb. We kiss, I'm in love with this mans dick and when he subsides he pushes me hard and I fall on the floor. Up my hole goes three fingers "yeah your poz fuckhole is filled with my cum" and wanks me and kisses me. He turns around and straddles my face as he puts his now slightly softening cock in my mouth "suck my cock clean fucker." I obey and he closes his lips round mine. I am so close now and am desperate for this guy to be back in me. He starts to piss in my mouth. A trickle. I know I have to drink "I didn't tell you? I'm fucking poz too. And I'm not on meds, so you've just had my toxic strain, cunt. And will take it every week from now till I get fed up with you" That did it for me. I moaned, bucked and jerked, cumming in his mouth. I couldn't hold back. After my balls were drained, I collapsed on my back, only to have him kiss me, and in the process, snowball all my cum into my mouth. This guy had me hooked. I was utterly exhausted. "I think I'm in lust with you" I commented as I rested in in his arms. "Nah, you're gonna love me and you will be my bitch." And I know he's right. Then he commented "You can top other guys, and in fact, you'll probably need to for your top side 'cause you'll never top me." "What about your wife?" I asked. "Oh you're not as good as her" he replied, "...but you will be." "You do her raw?" "Yup. In fact, she picked it up first," he answered with pride. I was totally spent "That bruise is looking good" he commented, admiring my love bite, and then added "Your boyfriend's gonna need some explanations." Then he told me the date next week when we would get together, and advised me to be ready.

They All Fuck My Boy My boy and I had been invited to a huge blow-out party. Well, my boy had been invited. The host, Brad, had organized an epic party at his house in The Pines out on Fire Island. He was super sexy, and we’d seen him a lot around the city. He was a big party promoter, so he was always popping up in the gay magazines and at clubs. He was tall, with tanned skin, close-cropped brown hair with a tussle of bangs in his face. My boy and I are both versatile, but he’s much more of a hungry bottom than me. He told me that he once took six dicks in one night back at a frat party in college. I’d never taken more than two in one night. Of course, in those days, we had both always religiously played safe. We had only stopped using condoms when fucking each other a few months ago, promising to wrap up if having some fun on the side. My boy and I made sure to wear our cutest jockstraps, and sexy short shorts and tight t-shirts, wanting to show off our assets, and so that we’d fit in with the A-list crowd of guys certain to be at Brad’s party. I knew we’d be willing to do almost anything to feel like we belonged with these hot guys. As we headed down the beach, hand in hand, my boy told me what he had had to do to get the invite. One of Brad’s buddies was bragging that he had two extra tickets, and would give them to anyone who would take his load. I was surprised, not that he had slept with this guy to get the tickets, but that he had let the guy fuck him raw. That was sort of against our rules. My boy promised that the guy was NEG, and it wasn’t a big deal. Then he told me about the house rules of the party. Brad got to fuck anyone he wanted in his own house, but not to worry, he said, “Brad feels very strongly about protection… and safer sex…” I was a little unnerved that he had only just told me that he’d taken this guy’s seed, and that he was prepared to let Brad fuck him, but we were already at Brad’s front door. The house was stunning, all glass and weathered cedar siding, and the party inside was already in full swing. Dozens of hot guys were dancing around, flirting, and drinking. George, the guy who had bred my boy for tickets, greeted us at the door and told us that we were welcome to wear as much or as little clothing as we would like, but that he’d prefer my boy in a jockstrap. My boy, ever the one to please, stripped off his shirt and shorts right away. I took my shirt off and tucked it into the back of my shorts. We got cocktails and started dancing. All kinds of hot guys were pressed against us. George appeared with a sexy Latin, or possibly Middle-Eastern, guy, very tall, and very sexy, in a tiny red speedo that left nothing to the imagination, and introduced us. “This is Sam. He’s got a big dick that I think you’ll like. Make him feel at home.” Just as quickly as he appeared, George left, and Sam started grinding his body against my boy’s exposed ass. Sam’s dick was clearly getting hard and after a minute or two was forcing it’s way out of the waist of his briefs. From my position beside my boy and Sam, I could see that dick start to glisten with precum, and that precum started leaking all over my boy’s ass. I could see it dripping down between hiss ass cheeks and I knew it was on his hole, if not in it. I tried to get my boy’s attention, and put my mouth to his ear, more or less shouting over the music, “You don’t want to offend Brad! Doesn’t he feel strongly about safe sex? If you’re gonna let this guy fuck you, you should make him wrap up!” My boy opened his eyes and pulled me in for a kiss. Then he shouted into my ear, “I said he felt strongly about safe sex, but I didn’t say he was in favor of it!” My boy reached around and grabbed Sam’s cock and jerked it a few times, then held it up to my mouth, more or less forcing me to lick his precum. Then, he grabbed my hand and told me to spit in it. I did, and he led it to Sam’s cock, so I could get it wet, and then guide Sam’s bare cock into him. I was so hard, but knew this was going to get out of control relatively quickly. We hadn’t been at the party for more than ten minutes, and here was my boy, bouncing up and down on a muscle stud’s bare cock, back arched, and head thrown back, in a crowded room for anyone to see. Sam grabbed my boy’s hips and pummeled his ass before going balls deep, and then holding the position. I knew he was breeding my boy. After a few moments, he withdrew. Sam grabbed my shirt from the back of my shorts, cleaned off his dick, and just walked away. What the fuck had just happened? To be continued...

Been seeing a married guy at a boat ramp the last few weeks. First it was just him sucking me. Then I coerced him in to giving me his cherry cunt. Now when I see him he's begging for my cum in his ass. Nothing like seeding a married ass and sending him home to wifey.

We wandered around the basement, but couldn't see Stefan and Artur. Will said they were probably in a stall or the dark room and, if he knew Stefan, he'd have some guy or guys breeding Artur. As we both fancied another drink, we went upstairs to find Stefan and Artur in the bar. In English, presumably so Artur couldn't understand, Will said he was surprised that they were not in the basement getting Artur bred. Stefan said that Artur was freaked and wouldn't let anyone breed him. I could see the disappointment in his face and it was clear that he got off sharing his boyfriend's asses as much as Will does. Will was sympathetic and said it will take more time but he was sure Artur would come around as he had after all taken our loads earlier. Stefan said he hoped so. After finishing another round of beers, Will spoke in German to Artur, who hesitated and then followed Will downstairs. I must admit I felt a twinge of jealousy as I wondered if Will was going to breed Artur and kiss him. I saw an opportunity though to ask Stefan about Will. He was open and appeared to be honest. He told me that he had known Will 20 years. Will and Stefan had never fucked safe. I asked about Will's previous boyfriends and how long the relationships had lasted. Apparently, Will had had two serious relationships each lasting a number of years, but I was the first he had lived with. Stefan said that I was by far the youngest boyfriend Will had ever had as they were usually nearer Will's age. I was worried about that last revelation, and wondered whether it meant I was just a short term breeding fling. I asked why Will's previous relationships had broken up and Stefan replied it was always for the same reasons. I was filled with dread, before he went on to say that Will's boyfriends got tired of Will sharing their asses out to other guys. He said they wanted Will all to themselves. My face must have shown some expression of concern, as Stefan bent over and kissed my lightly. He said that Will had told him that he had fallen for me big time and he had never felt the same way about anyone else. I looked at Stefan and didn't detect any bullshit. Stefan said for me not to worry and that our conversation had never happened. Stefan asked if I wanted to do something that would turn Will on, so of course I said yes. He told me to wait there and he went over the the bar and spoke to the barkeep. When he came back I saw that he had a permanent marker pen. Stefan told me to join him in the corner so the guys couldn't see what was happening. As I followed him I felt intrigued. Stefan stood with his back to the corner and told me to turn my back to him and face the room. I thought fuck, he is going to breed me here but it didn't seem the place where guys fucked in the open. Instead, Stefan pulled my tea shirt over the front of my head so that it was around my throat. He then used the marker pen to write something on my back. A minute later he told me to pull the tea shirt back. After returning the pen, Stefan explained that the barkeep said the ink also reflected ultra violet as they use it on posters in the basement. I asked what he had written, but Stefan wouldn't say. He said that Will would tell me. At that, he suggested we go downstairs to the basement to find Will and Artur. When we got there, Stefan told me to take off my tea shirt, just as Will had earlier. We wandered around and numerous men winked or stroked their cocks as they read what was written on my back. I was dying to know what Stefan had written. We found Will and Artur standing watching a group of men fuck near the raised platform. Will shook his head slightly at Stefan which I took to indicate that Artur hadn't done anything. Stefan told me to turn around so that Will could see my back. I did so, then turned back to look at Will. He had the same sort of look that he has when he is about to breed some ass. A look of intense sexual excitement and determination. His hand went to his crotch and he squeezed his bone. He said to “ Stefan fucking horny - you perv.” I was desperate to know what was written on my back. Will grinned and told me. It said “Raw Breed Me” with an arrow pointing down to the crack of my ass. (I had been wearing low cut pants so they exposed the top part of my ass crack.) Will said that even though the lighting was subdued, the writing glowed like a Christmas decoration, thanks to the ultra violet lights. He left Stefan and Artur and had me walk all round the basement clearly with the intention of letting all the men see what was written on my back. At one part of the basement there was a bit more room and it faced onto one of the corridors with stalls down one side. Will's back was against the wall and he told me to pull my pants down. He did the same. He then pulled me towards him and kissed me so deep and long. My back and ass was exposed. I don't know whether it was the writing on my back, my body and ass or the kissing, but it got a lot of attention. So many hands were feeling me from behind. I felt a face at my ass and hands pull my cheeks apart. Then I felt a tongue licking and entering my ass ring. I was in ecstasy. The tonguing stopped and I think it was the same guy that then stood up and pushed his cock through my ass cheeks. I felt his cock head at my ass hole then he pushed into me balls deep. I groaned in pleasure as the guy started fucking me and at the same time Will was kissing me. Will's hands went to my ass and pulled my cheeks apart so that the guy could get even further into me. He stopped kissing briefly to whisper in my ear that the guy was raw. Will then reached past me and pulled the guys body against me even closer. The guy was by now slamming his cock into me so deep and hard. Will shouted to him “shoot your seed into my boyfriend – breed him!”. Will was kissing and supporting me as the the guy's thrusts went wild. He was hammering his raw cock into me so hard. It wasn't long before he screamed that he was cumming and I felt his cock make shorter more intense thrusts into me as he unloaded. He held against me and I used my ass muscles to squeeze his cock and milk out the last of his seed. Doing this made me realise for the first time that I had become a greedy slut for seed. As he pulled out I felt cum running down my legs. He must have given me a huge load as up to then I had normally been able to keep it in me when the cock withdrew. Not two seconds later I felt another cock at my ass. He started to push into me and I could feel it was a fat rock hard one. The guy grunted like an animal as he fucked me. I again felt Will's hand check the cock out and he whispered it was also raw. Will wiped up the seed running down my legs with his hand and rubbed it onto his cock. Unfortunately because Will is so much taller than me we couldn't grind our cocks together whilst standing up. It meant that his cock was rubbing against my chest nipple height whilst he kissed me and the guy fucked my ass. Like before the guy didn't last for long, before I felt his thrusts into me getting frantic and his breathing wild. Suddenly he was shooting in my ass. Will was groaned in ecstasy as he knew what was happening. Short story. In 20 minutes or so nine men raw fucked me one after another in that same position. Each time Will told them to shoot and breed me. The seed was running down my legs and later when I pulled up my pants, they were soaked with it. (A bit embarrassing to be standing in the bars with a big dark wet patch but I had no choice.) Stefan told us that he and Artur had watched and he was encouraged as Artur jacked himself the entire time. To be continued if you guys want to hear more. Let me know as I'm not sure if this is boring for you.

Hey. Thought I'd chime in as I've had the exact same experience about 6 months ago with my current boyfriend, who I love. I was so nervous to tell him aswell, I did it after about a few weeks of knowing him(we'd not had sex) and I did it through text. So text may not be the best way to deliver that news, but we were in the midst of a conversation about sex, and I said before we continue that there was something he should know. If you're nervous, let him know, if you completely understand if he doesnt want to pursue a relationship, let him know. Just be as honest as you can, tell him the reason you're telling him is because you like him and would like to get serious. For me, it turned out to be the best thing I ever did, it didn't phase him. He's still neg, we're just cautious when having sex(condom the c-word so many guys here fear) and I'm the happiest I've ever been. He looks at me now and doesn't see a status. If you really like this guy dont mess it up by not telling him, or telling him too late Best of luck.

Chapter II. My boy had a huge grin on his face, as sweat poured down his chest, and cum seeped out of his freshly-fucked ass. A few guys dancing around us had just seen me guide a stranger’s cock into my boy’s hole, but it didn’t seem to phase them. Then, George reappeared, this time with a recognizable porn star, who shall remain nameless, in a sexy mesh singlet with the front cutdown to his pubes. This guy used to do safe-only porn, and had only recently started barebacking on camera after he came out as POZ. I had seen twinks line up on screen to take his massive thick cock, and his load. I suspected that many of those twinks on camera were on PrEP, but my boy certainly wasn’t. Even though the last guy to fuck my boy was sexy, he didn’t attract the attention that this POZ porn guy did. Heads turned as George introduced him to my boy. People, strangers, watched as this stud spun my boy around and spread his cheeks wide. The porn stud seems pleased that my boy was already leaking cum. He dove in and started lapping Sam’s seed out of my boy’s hole. A circle of maybe ten guys formed around this star going to town on my boy’s ass. My boy reached around and spread his cheeks wide. “Does this boy belong to anyone here?” He asked to the circle of guys. I nodded and George put his arm around me, smiling. “You gonna let me fuck him?” My boy looked at me with pleading eyes. How could I not nod. “When I fuck, I breed. Pulling out is for pussies.” I just nodded again. This porn god stood up, and bent my boy over so he was grabbing his own ankles. He pulled his singlet low enough to fish out his hefty cock and slapped it against my boy’s ass. He looked right at me. “Get me hard.” I knelt down and took that hefty dick into my mouth. It was the first time I had knowingly sucked POZ cock, and I knew, as he started dripping precum, I was swallowing it. When he was satisfied, he had me hold my boy’s ass cheeks spread wide so he could barefuck my boy. The crowd grew as this guy pumped into my boy. The porn star picked my boy up off the floor, his bare POZ dick still in him, and led him to the sofa. He laid my boy on his back and started pile driving into that ass. Some hunk at the edge of the sofa fished out his dick and offered it to my boy to blow. My boy gobbled that stranger’s cock as this porn star pounded his hole. The stranger was so turned on that he shot his cum in my boy’s mouth. My boy couldn’t gulp it down fast enough, and his face and hair were soon smeared with seed. The porn star loved this and wiped a big glob onto his hand and then dripped it onto his cock as is pistoned in and out of my boy’s pussy. That was the second guy’s cum up his hole, and the crowd applauded. The porn star withdrew and knocked my boy off of the sofa, with his shoulders on the floor, and ass at seat level. He then stabbed his dick back into my boy and kept fucking him. With his hole exposed to the room, another brave horny stranger approached. He jerked his dick right onto my boy’s hole, plugged with thick POZ porn star cock. “Help keep his hole wet,” someone shouted, and the stranger started cumming. The porn star pulled out just as volley after volley of cum went shooting right into my boy’s gaping ass. Load #3 was fucked in by the porn star’s cock. Three guys followed suit, all cumming on my boy’s ass and letting the porn star work that load deep. Load #6 got the porn star so hot that he plunged his dick all the way into my boy’s guts and left it there as he pumped his seed. A round of applause went up around us and the porn star stood up and bowed politely. The music stopped as our host, the infamous Brad appeared. “You guys had an orgy, and didn’t invite the host? Who invited these boys?” George raised his hand. “You breed him?” “Yes, sir.” “How many loads he have in him so far?” My boy, still upside down on the floor shook his head. He didn’t know how many loads were being absorbed into his guts. I’d been keeping tabs, so I spoke up. “Seven, so far.” ‘You two together?” I nodded. “You let this happen to your boy?” I nodded again. “I knew I liked you. Let’s kick things up a notch!” To be continued…

Hi, it's Will. Jake has told you about the two guys I invited to breed him a couple of nights after we met. He gave you an abbreviated version of what happened, so I thought you would appreciate me putting some more meat on the bones, or in Jake's case up his ass. In addition to my fetish of breeding ass, I have another major turn on and that is seeing my boyfriends getting fucked bareback by others. Then to slide in on the seed and fuck it deeper. Jake was shy and new to guy fun so I wasn't really sure how best to approach the subject. After thinking about it, I thought what the fuck just go for it. I went on line to an infamous bareback hookup website. I'm sure you are all familiar with it: guys state their preferences and 'status' and there is also a section for fuck parties. It was Friday morning and I wanted some action early evening so I posted an invite in the fuck party section. I can't remember the exact wording but it went something like this.... “Experienced well hung top looking for other barebacking breeding tops to share an inexperienced 18yo slim smooth btm who until 3 days ago had never been with a guy.” As I posted late, so I didn't expect to be inundated. However about a dozen inquiries popped-up through the day. Three guys were serious and I liked their profiles as they sounded both raunchy and seedy (excuse the pun). I spoke with all three and explained that Jake had no idea I was arranging the breeding session so it could all back fire if he freaked and wouldn't go through with it. I said I'd respect what he wanted and wouldn't force him. One guy dropped out as he didn't want to travel so far on the chance that Jake might refuse. The two, however, Alan and Mike, agreed to come over and seemed excited at the prospects of breeding Jake. Each man said he hadn't shot for several days as he didn't like to blow his load unless he was fucking ass. I told them to arrive at 6:00 PM, which would ensure they both got to my place before Jake arrived. Believe me guys, I boned up so many times that day especially as 6:00 PM approached. Alan arrived and Mike arrived just a couple minutes after each other, at the designated time. Jake pretty much describes what they looked liked, their bodies and cocks so I won't do so again. I told them how I met Jake, what he looked like, his vice like small ass and how only I had fucked him. The reaction of both Alan and Mike was obvious from the bulge in their pants and I knew they'd look good breeding and seeding Jake. I looked forward to seeing it and sliding in on their seed. Before Jake arrived I had a porno ready about group breeding to set the scene for him. I froze it a good section of shooting inside an ass. I pressed play when Jake arrived looking as hot as ever. After kissing him I bent over sticking my hand down his pants and feeling his fuck hole. It felt beautiful and I anticipated it full of raw dripping cock. As I had planned when asking Alan and Mike where to sit, it left Jake having to sit between them. I could see them lusting at Jake and practically drooling from the mouth. I tried to relax Jake by talking but he was quiet and I could get only one word replies. I saw him look at the porno several times so knew he liked what he was seeing. My cock was bulging at the seams of my shorts at the thought of seeing Jake being bred. Jake explained the trigger to it all starting. I told him that Alan liked him and to let him feel him up. I smiled encouragingly and I took off my shorts knowing what the sight of my boned cock would do to Jake. It worked and he groaned, allowing Alan and Mike to feel him all over. He was freaked but the bone in his pants was a good sign. I told Jake to stand and the guys took all his clothes off. There was a moment of stunned silence when they admired Jake's body. I could almost their disgusting thoughts. Alan was by far the raunchiest and seediest of the two and his hand went straight for Jake's fuck hole. I knew who would be breeding Jake first! Alan's cock dripped as much as mine does and I agree with Jake that is was about nine inches in length. He wasn't the hottest looking guy around and Jake was hesitant about going down on the cock. Jake kept looking directly at me so I got out of the chair and went over to him. I guided his head to Alan's cock and groaned myself as I saw the pre-seed wet Jake's lips and the dripping head entered his mouth. Jake took to it and started sucking Alan's cock like he needed oxygen. A few sniffs of poppers later and Jake had both cock heads in his mouth. What a sight it was for me! Moving forward a bit in time, Alan positioned himself behind Jake and I knew the real fun was to begin. I passed Alan some lube and sat back down. It was just about then that Jake said “no way man, not without a condom." I took control and told Jake "I really want to see you take Alan's raw cock, but don't worry, he won't shoot in you - he'll just slide his cock head in." As I encouraged him, telling him how proud I was of him, I fed him poppers, and Jake, of course, moaned his consent. He was ready. I took hold of Alan's cock and slowly teased it against Jake's ass hole, smearing the pre-cum inside with each gentle push. Alan pushed as I guided his cock head into Jake. I bent over and licked Alan's cock where the head was now hidden and buried inside Jake. Slowly and deliberately Alan slid further and further into Jake. The lustful look on Alan's face was ecstatic as he did so. The verbal got very heavy after that. Sometime later, I looked at Alan and nodded whilst telling Jake that Alan was going to shoot his cum inside him. I assured Jake that it was hot, he would like it and I'd be so proud of him. I said I would slide in after so he'd know it was okay. Mike and I encouraged Alan to do it and give it to Jake, and not surprisingly Alan's pace got faster and faster and I watched as he hammered his raw cock balls deep into Jake. I'm sure I could see the bulge against Jake's belly as Alan bottomed out each time. All of a sudden Alan yelled "Here it is! I'm breeding him!" as he shuddered, collapsing against Jake. There was a moment of silence as we all recovered. After a minute or so, Alan carefully withdrew from Jake's ass as I encouraged Jake to clamp his ass muscles closed when Alan popped out, as I didn't want him to loose any of the cum from his ass. He did well and it all stayed put. I didn't waste any time and my dripping cock head was against Jake's ass hole. The sight of my huge cock against him is something that never fails to turn me on. (I described his ass in the earlier post and its amazing that he can take it.) I slid in savouring the tightness knowing that not ten seconds earlier another cock had just delivered its seed and now I was pushing it deeper into Jake's guts. During this time I was telling Jake what I was doing and how good it felt. It took concentration not to shot but I didn't and after a bit I slowly pulled out telling Jake to grip so he didn't loose the cum. I then guided Mike's cock into Jake's ass just as I had with Alan. I told Jake what I was doing and that I wanted him to also take Mike's cum. Jake gave his consent by groaning. When Mike was balls deep I moved around to the front of Jake telling him to clean the cum and ass juices off Alan's cock which was inches from his face. Jake was hesitant so I passionately kissed him whilst as the same time pulling Alan nearer until his wet cock head was at our lips. With my other hand I slowly moved Jake's head onto the Alan's cock head meaning his lips left mine and moved straight on to the cock head. It resulted in Jake kissing Alan's cock head as if it was a mouth. He cleaned all nine inches. After he cleaned Alan. I stood and had Jake clean my cock. Again he was hesitant but after encouragement he went to town on me. The whole time this was going on Mike was hammering Jake's ass and we were telling him to go for it and do it. Mike planted his load into Jake and it looked like he had given him a huge nut as the shuddering and yelling was intense. As I had when Alan withdrew, I encouraged Jake to grip tightly, and, again, not a drop spilled. I slid into Jake and his ass felt like soft silk. It was warm and wet with seed and so accommodating to my ten inches and substantial girth. You will know guys that its often not the length but the girth that's important and it was so wonderful the way Jake opened up to my thickness. I pulled back so almost all of the head was out and looked at my dick. The thick pulsing veins on the shaft looked so good glistening with Alan and Mike's seed. I groaned at the sight and slid balls deep in Jake. I hammered his ass till I emptied my seed into his guts. This story is condensed, but then Alan again entered Jake. This time I was underneath Jake. Not an easy task given my size and Jake's petite body. I had Alan thrust several times, pull out then slide into my mouth, then back into Jake's ass. Inevitably seed did leak but my mouth was there to taste and eat it. It was like nectar guys. Sometimes I slid my tongue into Jake's hole which was wet with seed. At some point it was too much for Jake and he shot his load all over my chest and stomach. I slid from under Jake and Mike licked Jake's white ropes of cum from my chest before it went all runny. The three of us kissed with it whilst Alan fucked Jake. I then kissed Jake and we swapped his cum between our mouths. I told him how proud I was of him. Before leaving, Alan and Mike both shot another nut load of seed into Jake, and I gave Jake his fifth load. I had him lay face down whilst I kissed his head and neck, telling him what a good bottom he was, and how proud I was of him. I also told him I enjoyed seeing my boyfriends take other guy's raw dick and loads, and set the stage by telling him he would soon take hundreds of loads, some from guys he would never actually see. If you want to hear more from either of us, leave lots of comments for Jake. We both get off on what you guys say.

Hey guys, if u missed chapter one it can be found at https://breeding.zone/topic/33550-new-city-new-story-bisexual-chapter-1/ Warning: This chapter contains use of drugs, explicit sexual details and more. This should only be viewed by consenting adults... and if you don't want to see this stuff, why are you on this site????? In part 1: new kid on the block, we met Aidan, a tall blond scruffy white stoner-type teen with blue eyes, wide shoulders, tight abs, bubble butt and bigger than average dick who dropped out of high school, got his GED and took to the road to gain some life experience and become a writer. After a few months of bad jobs, cheap rooms and no direction, Aidan found his was to Denver where he got a job at a bookstore and befriended his trainer at work, Liam, a recent college grad with brown hair, green eyes, athletic build, large Dick, and a lot more life experience. Aidan and Liam are practically inseparable, despite the fact Aidan has never met a guy who is openly bisexual before. Having been raised by a pastor and college theology professor, Aidan led a somewhat sheltered life, even though he and his parents have always had open minds when it comes to sexual orientation and lifestyles. One night while they are out at a bar, Aidan convinces Liam to tell him one of his wildest experiences, so Liam tells him about a time in college when he and three of his friends gang banged two girls. Once the story is over, Aidan tries to find a place to jack off and ends up catching Liam getting head from some girl at the bar. With little encouragement, he joins them and feeds his load to the girl while Liam tells him what happened after the gang bang with one of the guys. Aidan takes the girl home with him and the two of them fuck all night. When she goes to leave, she asks Aidan if he wants to try Tina the next time they play, and he doesn't know what it is. Her response: "Ask your friend." Chapter II: new experiences make better writers "How did it go last night ABs?" Liam asked his buddy, combining his initials to make a nickname that also referenced his muscular torso. Aidan had become used to the moniker and had even begun to enjoy the way it made him feel: special. He answered Liam, as they ran the track at the nearby rugby field, by giving him the entire play-by-play in exuberant detail, embellishing certain details for effect and glossing over certain particulars including the moment they fell out of bed and breaking the towel bar in the bathroom by trying to put the girl up on it. jogging to a stop so they could catch their breath and stretch, Liam slapped his pal on the back and congratulated him. As they were about to start up again, Aidan grabbed Liam's sweaty arm and pulled him to the side of the track for a chance to find out something that had been bothering him for hours. "Dude can I ask you something?" the younger of the two asked, looking around to be sure he couldn't be overheard. "Of course bro," Liam responded, moving in closer while pulling them both a little further off the path, sensing his friend was about to ask something that wasn't fit for public ears. "You can always ask me anything, you know that. Hell after the shit I shared with you and a bar full of strangers last night, I'd be offended if you didn't feel like you could ask." "Cool Lee, it's about something that bitch said when she was leaving this morning," he paused and looked around one more time. Sure he was not going to be overheard, he continued quietly, "when I asked her what she wanted me to stock in case I had her over again, like booze and pot and stuff, she said something about...tina?" "What's your question ABs," Liam said after a minute waiting for the boy to ask something specific. "You need to know where to get some or what?" "No, well maybe, but what I need to know is..." embarrassed to ask, he looked away and said the rest very quietly. "what is it?" "what did you say?" Liam leaned closer, not hearing Aidan's request. "What is Tina?" Aidan said a little louder, causing Liam to smile and chuckle a little, before asking if his teen friend was for real. "Yeah I'm for real. I have heard of Molly and x and that stuff, but I don't have a fucking clue what Tina is. I was going to look it up online but until my internet is installed the only places I can do it are at work or the library and I didn't want to be arrested or fired for looking up some weird Spanish fly shit or something." "Dude!" By this time Liam was full-on laughing, and was having a hard time not making a spectacle of the two of them. He tried to suck the laughter down as he put his arm around his buddy and led him over to their gym bags on the lawn. "Tina is crystal ABs, you know, Meth." "Seriously?" Aidan stopped and stripped off his sweaty tee shirt and toweled down as he wondered how he'd never known that term. His father had run a rehab group for addicts in his home town for years and he was sure he'd heard all the slang for Meth, heroine, crack, coke and the like. "So she wants us to do meth?" "I guess," Liam said, trying not to stare at his friend's tight abs and low hanging running shorts, which revealed the top of a bike jockstrap waistband. He turned back to his own gym bag and slid his clean tee over his head, hoping it was long enough to cover the semi he was growing under his own shorts and jock. "Do you think I should get some Lee?" his friend's question caused Liam to turn back to him. As far as Liam could tell, Aidan's only experience with drugs was trying some tabs of x and a few lines of coke at some parties in New Mexico before he'd moved to town, if you didn't count the copious amounts of weed the teen smoked when he was hanging at home or chilling Liam and his buds. Liam's own experimentation had gone much further, but he had never admitted just how far he'd gone with drugs. "I mean, what do you think it's like?" "I... that's not... I don't know if you're ready to handle something like Tina, Aidan," grabbing his bag he turned and started walking back to his apartment, not watching but still aware that his young bud was only a few feet behind him, trying to get his attention. "That kind of thing is not like anything you've done before and you can't just decide to try it with some girl after one night together." "What's the big deal man?" Aidan was trying to pick up his pace to catch up with Liam's stride, but Liam was keeping a step or two ahead so Aidan wouldn't be able to see the look on his face. "The whole reason I left home and came out here was to gain life experiences just like this! No writer ever wrote a great book by playing it safe. Besides, it's not like I'm gonna try it once and quit my job and start hooking for drugs or anything. I just want to try it once or twice to know what it feels like." "And what if you like it so much you can't stop or end up doing something when you're high that you regret?" Liam stopped and turned on him so abruptly that Aidan almost ran into Lee's muscular chest. "You can't just jump into that stuff head first with someone you don't know that well." "Oh shit Lee," Aidan smiled at a realization. "You've done it before, haven't you? You've tried Tina! What was it like? What did you do when you tried it? Did you do something you regretted?" "That's... not the point," Liam spun back around and was back on his way, picking up his pace even more to avoid the teenager's questions. "You just shouldn't do something so... dangerous with someone you barely know!" "So I should do it with someone I can trust?" Aidan said, following his friend with eager curiosity. "No, that isn't what I meant," Liam slowed down and let his buddy catch up to him. "I just don't think you can handle something like meth bro. It is a serious trip and it makes you higher and hornier that you thought possible, and it doesn't take much before you can find yourself so tweaked out of your mind that you can't see that what you're about to do might make you hate yourself or worse." "I'm not some stupid kid asshole," Aidan said, now angry and walking ahead of Liam. "I can take care of myself and I know when to stop myself so I don't end up sucking Dick for crack or holding up a liquor store or something." "So you don't regret jerking me off last night?" Liam said loudly enough to stop Aidan in his tracks and get the kid to turn back to face him. "I saw that look on your face last night after we came on that bitch's face. You weren't even high last night and your hormones and a couple drinks made you so horny that you let a dude play with your cock and kiss you. If you can tell me you didn't hate yourself after we messed around last night, then I won't say another word about it." "Fuck you Lee," Aidan stepped in close and talked in a hushed tone filled with disdain. "Yeah I felt a little weird about what happened last night, but only because I have a lifetime of memories of church freaks and homophobes telling me that type of thing is a sin. But I don't feel weird now because it didn't mean anything, it was just two guys helping each other out and getting off while a girl ate our cum loads. Just because I'm not bi like you, doesn't mean I'm some pansy ass sheltered little preacher's son from the boonies. I'm not going to say no to an experience because you or anyone else says I should, and I won't let any fuckers make me do anything I can't handle." Liam watched his friend turn and leave in a huff and stood there for a few minutes wondering what he was doing. Why was he suddenly acting like an over protective big brother instead of being the chill, open-minded guy he prized himself to be? Aidan was only a few years younger than he was and despite his youth, he was already more determined and focused than anyone Liam knew. Shaking his head at himself, he dashed towards Aidan's crappy apartment complex and caught his buddy just as he was about to shut the door to his basement apartment. "ABs, Aidan, dude, I'm sorry," Liam apologized and pushed his way into the tiny studio. "I didn't have any right to pull that shit on you. You're your own man and you can do what you want. I just want to be sure you can trust the person or people you are with when you try stuff like Tina, so you don't make a mistake like I've made in the past." "Thanks bro." Aidan pulled his friend into a hug and almost let it linger too long before pounding his fist on Liam's back and pulling out of it. "I appreciate the worry but I know what I'm doing. But maybe if you told me what your experiences have been like I'd know better what to watch out for." "Not a chance ABs," Liam said, picking his bag up and heading back to the door. "There are some things even I'm too embarrassed to share. Just promise me you won't try it without somebody you can trust to watch your back." "how bout you?" Aidan's question stopped Liam with his hand on the door and before he could begin to protest, Aidan continued, "there's no one else I trust here as much as you, and I'm not even sure how to get something like Tina unless you hook me up. That way, you can be sure I'm playing it safe and I can make sure you don't make any MORE decisions you might regret." "Fine," Liam gave in after a moment, eliciting an excited cheer from Aidan. "Just remember to follow my lead, always stick to what I tell you, and keep away from any sketchy situations. I'll see if I can hook us up with some favors next weekend after work, cool?" "Yeah, I promise I'll be the perfect pupil." Aidan's excitement was clear in his tone, even though he was trying hard to play it cool. "Very good, grasshopper," Liam said, sharing a laugh with Aidan. "now take a shower, you're ass smells like cheap hookers and dirty jockstraps." ---- That week seemed to go by incredibly slowly for the two friends, with work and planning keeping them busy enough that they barely had time to chill or even chat before Friday arrived. Finally there was less than an hour left as the clock was inching its way towards closing, when Liam asked Aidan to help him reorganize some boxes in the basement. Checking to be sure the coast was clear, Liam pulled Aidan between some tall shelves and pulled out a small cloth bag and told Aidan to take a look. Pulling the drawstrings apart, Aidan turned the top of the bag into his hand and watched as a glass pipe, small section of a plastic straw and a plastic baggie containing some small see-through rocks slid out into his open palm. "Is this what I think it is?" Aidan whispered a little too louder, causing Liam to cover his mouth before smiling and nodding at his friend. Taking the glass pipe and motioning for Aidan to listen for the door, Liam slid the tip of the straw into the bag, filled it with some of the crystals, and deposited them into the round end of the glass pipe. Aidan's eyes were locked onto Liam's actions and his heart was beating harder than he'd ever felt it beat before. All week he'd wondered if he'd have the courage to try Tina as was planned but he'd figured it would just be him and his friend in Liam's apartment and he could back out if he got scared, but here in the basement at work he could barely breathe and he had to be cool and go through with it because he wouldn't be able to make any excuses without possibly drawing attention or taking too much time. "lighter?" Liam whispered, pulling Aidan back to reality. The terrified teen nodded and produced his lucky Zippo and watched as Liam lit it and held it to the bottom of the clear glass bowl. The rocks crackled and cracked and began to melt, turning into a cloud of white smoke as Liam rolled the bowl back and forth over the open flame. "inhale when I say go.'' Aidan leaned in, his body obeying as if in a trance while his mind screamed out 'no, stop, make him hit it first!' but it was no use. Liam signaled, and on cue he emptied his lungs and sucked in the smoke from the pipe as hard as he could until he could no longer inhale. The taste was almost non-existent, but as he began to exhale, it burned very differently from the pot and cloves he was used to smoking. He tried his hardest no to cough, but a couple small ones escaped into the elbow of his shirt; which he had turned his mouth towards. Opening his eyes he thought he'd find Liam looking angry at him for not being able to smoke without coughing but the college boy was busy lighting the bowl and taking his own hit from it. As Liam exhaled into Aidan's face, both of them felt a rushing wave of tingling power wash over them. "Holy shit. That is..." Aidan couldn't find a word fully capable of describing what he was going through at that moment. Taking the pipe, he let Liam show him how to light it himself and took another hit. As the smoke poured out of his mouth for a second time, he decided to keep describing it. " amazing... like having an orgasm and riding a roller coaster while jumping out of a plane." "That good huh?" Liam whispered back to him, taking his second hit. "I knew you'd like it." The two men handed the pipe back and forth a few more times, evolving into taking shot gun hits from each other's mouths on each exhale, in order to get as much from each hit as possible. Soon the bowl was empty and Aidan was asking Liam to load the rest. "Not yet," Liam said, pulling out breath mints and some body spray for them to use. Checking to be sure the coast was still clear, he snuck the pipe back into the bag with the Tina and straw and put them into a big pocket on his cargo pants. "This was just the teaser before we go get more from my guy after work. I was going to wait till we got off, but this way you won't be riding your first hit when we get there. Nothing is as obvious as a first timer looking to score some party favors, except a first timer looking to score party favors right after his first hit." "what do you mean, party favors?" Aidan asked, having trouble not reaching down and whipping his cock out right that second. Liam was right, he was higher and hornier than he ever remembered being, even compared to his few times with x and coke. "It is code for Tina or almost any hardcore substance," Liam was also using all his focus not to reach for his own cock or grab at Aidan's. "Now help me get these boxes onto the right shelves for the rest of our shift so we don't have to go back on the floor." The two tweaking men spent the next 30 to 40 minutes getting the pallets cleared off and everything put away, only stopping once to each do a line of Tina off a laminated form explaining the companies drug policies. "It would be a crime not to," Liam said as he crushed, drew out and snorted the first line before handing the straw to Aidan and watching him do the same. Suddenly it was 630 and announcement went across the store that they were closing and customers would be welcome to return the next day at 10AM. The guys shared a look that spoke of both anticipation and nerves before turning to climb the stairs and close up the store. As Liam had planned, most of the closing duties were covered so once the drawers were counted, all the men did was clock out, grab their coats and head out the door. Fresh air filled their lungs as they stepped out into the evening dusk, and it made Aidan high all over again. Feeling a tug at his arm, he let himself be led to Liam's car and got in, sitting silent for a second as he waited for his driver to go around and get in on the other side. They drove quietly for a few minutes before Liam began to explain that they were heading to the home of a man named Benjamin who would be hooking them up for the evening. When prompted, Aidan produced the 60 dollars he'd been told to bring, and Liam added it to a stack of his own that looked to contain 5 or 6 20 dollar bills, reminding Aidan that Liam was probably putting in more in order to keep the younger one out of trouble and out of debt. Pulling up outside a split level blonde brick house in a nice area of town ten minutes from their store, Liam turned off the car and announced they had arrived. "This is it?" Aidan gave the home a thorough inspection and felt confident he never would have believed this was were they were going. More likely a home like this would contain a family of four with two dogs, a cat and a gerbil, with nothing more exciting going on than the occasional dropped dish, blown fuse or burst pipe "What did you expect, a shack in the woods with a neon sign that said 'crack den?'" Liam tucked the money into his pocket along side his phone and deposited his wallet and all his keys except for the key fob that unlocked the car into the glove compartment. Following his lead, Aidan did the same, before the two of them disembarked and made their way up the thin concrete walk to the front door. "Be cool." Knocking three times, they stood on the front stoop for a minute before Aidan heard the sound of someone walking towards the door. A shadow moved over the pee hole and lingered longer than was probably necessary, causing Aidan to feel like he was being scrutinized by someone who was serious about who they let in. "Hey Benji man, it's Lee." Liam's quiet declaration began a chain reaction down the many locks of the door, eliciting clicks and snaps as five different tumblers turned and creaked until finally the door slid open with a whoosh of air that gave the impression that this entrance was sealed better than most Ziploc bags. "Let's go in ABs." Stepping inside, Aidan found himself even more surprised by the interior than he'd been by the exterior. Laid out in front of him was a living room adorned in beautiful décor with nice plush tan couches, wood and glass coffee and end tables that matched the bookcases and entertainment center, which held a nice collection of novels, DVDs, video games, electronic devices and framed a huge flat screen TV. Seated on the couch was a burly older white man with thinking brown wavy hair and a full, but well-trimmed beard. He was busy playing Assassin's Creed and barely looked over at us as Liam said hi and called him Dave. So enthralled by the surroundings that he forgot what they were doing, Aidan almost screamed when a tall, slim, muscled black man in his mid twenties appeared from behind the door before shutting it, locking all the many locks and motioning them to go in and have a seat. The two friends walked into the room from the entry hall and took their places, Liam on the couch next to Dave and Aidan in a leather arm chair, while Benjamin, or Benji as Liam had called him, played host. "You guys want anything? Water? Soda? Cocktail?" Benjamin's deep voice showed signs of education as well as an upbringing in a less polished neighborhood, and it caused Aidan to look back at the man with more attention than earlier. He was shirtless, and ripped from head to toe with tattoos dotting his light brown skin, but Aidan had failed to appreciate how intricate the tattoos were until that moment. Luckily Liam answered for both of them that water would be fine, because Aidan had lost himself in the amazing detail of each line and curve of the man's ink collection. The trance was broken only by Benjamin disappearing into the kitchen, allowing Aidan to turn back to the gents at hand. "Dave, this is my buddy Aidan." Liam made introductions, causing Aidan to reach out to shake the older man's hand, but only getting a nod from the distracted bear who was busy murdering some aristocrat on the screen while slouching into the corner of the couch in his ball shorts and open Hawaiian shirt. Benjamin reappeared from the other side of the living room, where Aidan guessed the kitchen wrapped could also be accessed. Handing each of them an open bottle of water, Aidan greedily chugged two thirds of it before looking up and seeing Benjamin and Liam both giving him disapproving looks. "You always this stupid or just too trusting?" Benjamin asked Aidan, making the boy stutter an apology while looking confused. "Don't sweat it bro, I didn't put anything in your drink man, but you never know who might so don't be downing open bottles of water unless you open them, coo?" "Would someone really do that Benjamin?" Aidan looked at his bottle with wide eyes. He'd heard of people being drugged, but he'd never thought that he could be. "Call me Ben man, or Benji if you're a Tool like Leroy here," Ben laughed and motioned to Liam, the two of them sharing in some private joke over their names. "and in all honesty, yeah. Some niggas might try to slip some shit in a pretty white boy's drink and once you take a swallow you never know if it will just fuck you up a little or if you'll wake up two days later tied to a bed in Bangkok while a dozen Mutha fuckahs rape yo fine white ass. Hell, if you're lucky you wake up, and not just end up in a morgue somewhere." "Stop scaring the new meat Benny," Dave paused his game and pushed the younger black man away from Aidan, causing him to topple onto the seat next to Liam. "Don't let him freak you out kid, we're all on the up and up here. He just likes to make straight bitches squirm, right Liam?" "Right Dave," Liam couldn't help joining with Ben on a quick laugh at Aidan's terrified face, before winking at his bud to reassure him. "So you guys got what we came for?" "I got it right here," Ben said, grabbing Liam's hand and placing between his legs, outlining a thick big bulge running down his jean-clad thigh. "Fuck you Benji," Liam gave Ben's cock a squeeze even though he was pretending to be pissed. "fucking dog with a bone... you know what I mean." "Yeah, how much you want?" Ben sat up and reach down below the end table, retrieving a wooden box. Opening it, he pulled out a scale like the ones used to weigh pot, some small bags, and a small plastic Tupperware container that opened to reveal lots of crystals just like the ones Liam had smoked with Aidan at work. "A shirt, plus 2 tabs of v and a couple caps of g," Liam spoke with authority, impressing Aidan, who was trying to look cool although the warm temp in the room had him sweating bullets. Dave was involved in his game again and seemed totally unpaved by what was happening, so Aidan figured this must be a pretty common occurrence. "Damn you boys got a party planned huh?" Weighing some of the crystals, Ben didn't look up as he spoke. "got the cash for all that?" "yeah, how much?" Liam leaned in and watched Ben weighing the stuff as they spoke. "For a shirt, 2 tabs of v and a couple caps? 200?" Aidan almost choked hearing the total. "Nice try man, most that shit is worth is 140." Liam calmly responded, sounding like he was negotiating for an apple from a street cart. "140 my black ass," Ben looked up for the first time and turned to Liam. "This is prime time stuff white boy, it's worth 140 by itself. Gotta add the rest up to 180 at least." "Only if the v is dipped in gold." Liam came back. "How bout 150 and my usual bonus later?" "You ain't that fine Leroy," Ben responded. Liam shrugged and leaned back against the back of the couch, causing his shirt to ride up a little a reveal his fuzzy muscly abs, which he rubbed his hand across. Aidan watched as Ben licked his lips. "A'ight bitch, make it 160 and we got a deal." "Done." Liam fished the wad of bills from his pocket, lifting his shirt even higher to gain access, and Ben smiled as Liam stuffed them into the pocket of the dealer's jeans, not coming back out for a good 10 seconds. "Now let's get a bowl loaded and get fucked up." Ben produced a bong from below the table, but instead of the classic bowl Aidan was used to seeing, this one was like the pipe he'd smoked at work with Liam. The dealer filled a tiny metal straw with crystal from his own stash, as Liam put a few crystals from his new bag into the bowl, which Ben then added to with his contribution. Turning to Aidan, Ben lifted the heavy glass water pipe over to the teen and motioned for him to take the first hit. Accepting nervously, Aidan held the pipe to his lips as Ben lit a small butane torch like the one Aidan used to crystallize the crème Brule at his last restaurant job, and began to melt the huge collection of rocks in the glass bowl at the end of the bong. When white vapors began to swirl, Liam nodded to Aidan and the young man took it as a sign and began to inhale as deep as he could. He was sure he wasn't getting anything but when he went to exhale, a giant cloud came out and he coughed like he had never smoked before. Ben laughed, but Liam gave him a thumbs up and motioned for him to pass the bong to Dave. The older man had paused his game for a second and lit and smoked the bong with no assistance. Once he'd taken it in, he turned to Liam and pulled the younger man's face to his and shotgunned the smoke into his mouth, ending with a tongue filled kiss. Liam exhaled almost as much as Aidan had, even though it was second hand from Dave, before taking the bong and hitting it himself. As he exhaled, he too coughed, and then, complaining of the heat, peeled away his sweaty polo, and kicking off his shoes and socks so he was in nothing but his baggy cargo khakis which rode low enough to reveal the black waist band of his white undies. Ben muttered some comment about Liam's nipples before taking his first hit off the bong, which he decided to shotgun to Aidan. Leaning over the arm of the couch, he curled his finger to the straight teen and Aidan scooted in until there was less than an inch between their lips. As his exhale began, Ben locked eyes with Aidan, who sucked in as much smoke as he could, without realizing he was leaning closer to catch it. Suddenly their lips touched as the last of the smoke escaped, and Ben pulled back after a quick peck. Letting his lungs deflate, Aidan felt his nerves buzzing as he worried about what these guys might want from him, but once he was taking another hit, he looked over and realized his new best friend was seated only 5 feet away and was there for the simple purpose of ensuring he was safe and happy. They continued to smoke for the next 25 minutes, until Dave got too tweaked to continue his game and suggested they put on a movie. As Ben reloaded the bowl, Dave pulled out a big black leather book of DVDs and asked Aidan to pick one for them to watch. At first it was just some raunchy r rated films and some bad ads action flicks, but slowly the book turned into a collection of pornos, each of them dirtier and kinkier than the last. Some were gay, some were straight and a few were bi, although most of the bi DVDs looked like they were only for bi males, containing no lesbian action. Thinking he should keep things from progressing any further, Aidan was about to turn back to the front of the book when he found a DVD that made him freeze. It wasn't a professional DVD like the others, and it had no picture on the cover to suggest what went on in it. All it had to identify it was a date from a few months earlier and a few words written across it in red sharpie: Benji, Leroy, & Mark gang bang Emily. Smirking, Aidan looked up and pulled out the DVD, handing it to David who read the title, and smiled back at Aidan. Liam and Ben were too busy passing a pipe between them, having decided the bong was too cumbersome, and talking in hushed tones to notice Dave and Aidan's conspiratorial glances. It wasn't until the DVD was in and began to play that either of them even realized Aidan had picked one. Liam leaned forward to make it less obvious that he'd been whispering with the ripped ebony god on his right, and handed the pipe to his friend, only glancing momentarily at what was on the screen. Reaching for his bottle of water and taking a swig, he stopped mid gulp, slammed the bottle down on the table and stood up, spinning back to face the TV. "No no no no! No way man!" Liam protested, reaching for the remote on Dave.a far side, which the older guy was quick to snatch away and hold out of Liam's reach. "Come on Dave, we're not watching this shit, not with ABs, I mean Aidan here." "ABs?" Ben asked, taking the pipe from Aidan and showing no sign of worry that this DVD was showing. "It's my initials, A. B." Aidan said, catching the remote as Dave threw it over Liam's head, and holding it far from Liam as he came around the table for it. "Come on, 'Leroy' it's just a little video." "Fuck you Aidan," Liam said, missing his chance as Aidan tossed the remote back to Dave. "No chance am I gonna let you see me in this. Come on Benji, we can't let him see the... thing." "What thing?" curious, Aidan looked at the two men across the room, both of whom just laughed and dropped the subject. "We got at least an hour til then, more like two, I'll turn it off before that Leroy," Ben assured his friend. "I swear." "Fuck. Fine, whatever, but as soon as you-know-what starts, it goes off, deal?" Liam turned to both men and made them promise before returning to his seat. They'd all been so distracted trying to control the viewing, no one had been paying attention, so they were already a few minutes in. On the screen were Ben and Liam and some other guy, each lounging or sitting on the edge of a huge king size bed. All of them were naked except for boxers or briefs, and they were passing around the same pipe that Aidan was smoking right now, while they watched porn on a screen just outside the shot. If there was any doubt that the sound coming from the screen was porn playing, the hard ons that each of the three of them were displaying made it a sure thing. They shared the occasional comment about what was happening on screen and inquiring about the where abouts of Emily but mostly they stayed focused on hitting the pipe and groping themselves through their undies. Without warning Ben and the guy Aidan assumed was Mark decided enough was enough and they dropped their undies, letting their hard dicks pop out. Aidan gasped, making his fellow smokers laugh, when he got a peek at Ben's huge Dick. It was at least 10 inches long and uncut, with a tattoo around the base that he couldn't quite make out. Mark walked between Ben and the camera and Aidan almost gasped once more as he switched his focus to this guy's 9 inches of also uncut meat. Taking his first good look at the man, Aidan was surprised to see that Mark was latin, and probably about the same age as he was. Totally engrossed in checking out the two nude men in the film that he had all but forgotten Liam, he managed to remember just in time to look over and watch as Liam pulled off his own undies, and the familiar 8 inches of circumcised cock, that Aidan had handled just a week ago, was also free. Watching in a mix of horror and awe, Aidan sat dumbstruck as Liam sank to his knees and began jerking and licking the other two men's monster cocks. "See?" Liam said to Ben and Dave. "Aidan is freaked out, we should turn it off." Aidan almost agreed when a noise on the screen got Liam off his knees and back into bed while Ben pulled on some boxers (which Aidan would have sworn were Mark's) and disappeared off screen for a minute. Upon his return, he was followed by a beautiful girl with long, light brown curly hair, a gorgeous curvy tall body, a sweet innocent young face, and the cutest young voice. Aidan's cock jumped in his pants as she took a hit from the pipe while Ben removed his boxers, walked up behind her and began to undo her fly. Crawling across the bed, Mark and Liam met the two of them at the foot and started unbuttoning her shirt and taking turns kissing her while encouraging her to take more hits from the pipe. Now nude and getting progressively higher, Emily couldn't help but moan and giggle as three men took turns touching her in every sensitive area they could get to. "I gotta hit the head," Liam announced as he stood and left the room, poorly masking his discomfort over the public showing of his private group session. While he wanted to stick by his friend, Aidan was now in lust with the teenage bombshell on the screen and had no choice but to let the video unfold as Ben pushed her back on the bed and told her to suck Liam's cock while he and Mark took turns eating her out and sucking on her fits. In the real world, Ben was enjoying himself on screen, as was Dave, so the two of them didn't hesitate to undress and begin jacking. Looking over when he heard Ben's zipper coming down, Aidan gulped and turned back to the TV so he didn't have to face Ben's real life monster meat or the massively thick cut and pierced penis that Dave had revealed. Out of the corner of his eye, he watched the men stroke themselves to full mast, and wondered what was taking Liam so long. A moan from the TV signaled the first penetration as Mark began to slide his thick Latin snake into Emily's shaved snatch, and Aidan couldn't help but reach down to feel his own cock. For a split second, panic swept over Aidan as he realized his cock was no longer hard, and, in fact, had shrunk to the smallest he'd ever felt it, at least in the past few years. Before he shouted for someone to call 911, Liam reappeared and seemed to know what was happening without even turning the corner entirely. "Dude, can you get us those Viagra tabs?" Liam's request made Ben groan and drop his Dick, turning his attention to the wood box where he kept his Tina stash. Seconds later he fished out two blue diamond-shaped pills, and tossed one to each of the guests. "Thanks man, I don't know about you ABs, but I got a serious case of Tina Dick and nothing helps get me up again like a little V." Tina Dick? Right, me too man." Pretending to be in the loop, Aidan realized that 'Tina dick' must refer to Tina making your cock soft. Swallowing the blue pill with a gulp of water, Aidan was grateful that he hadn't tried this with some girl and ended up thinking his Dick was broken. Returning his focus to the video, Aidan saw that something had distracted the guys on the screen and now it was just Liam and Emily laying bed smoking from the pipe, with Ben and Mark no where to be seen. Since the video had lost its appeal and Liam had distracted the real Ben, the party changed focus and Ben said he wanted something to eat. Asking if anyone else was hungry, Aidan was surprised to say no, even though it was now nearly 10pm and he hadn't eaten anything since having a granola bar before work. Too nervous to eat at lunch time, Aidan figured he'd get the munchies with Tina just like with weed and could eat once he was high, instead all he felt was horny as fuck, hotter than hell and thirstier than a fish on dry land. When he asked for something more to drink, Liam offered to get him something, and suggested Dave might like to show Aidan around the house in case he needed to find the kitchen or bathroom later. "My pleasure," Dave stood and towered over Liam and Aidan by a few inches, probably standing between 6'5 and 6'8. Even at that height, he and Ben were probably within an inch of each other, making Aidan wonder if Tina caused growth spurts. "follow me young master, and I'll see if we have something cooler for you to slip into." Walking and talking, Dave led Aidan first to the kitchen and powder room which were just off the entry hall past the living room. Between the other end of the kitchen and living room was a small dining room with an expensive cherry dining set. Cutting back across the kitchen, Dave pointed out the detached garage across the backyard before they crossed into the entry again, this time descending the stairs into the basement where Dave explained they spent a lot of time in the summer when it got this hot. The main area which Dave referred to as the rec room, was carpeted in what looked like orange shag that had survived there since the 70's with a couple black corduroy couches facing a flat screen that was almost as big as its friend upstairs, but didn't come with the surround sound speakers, various electronic devices and awesome entertainment center. It was mounted on the wall, above a blonde brick fireplace, with two long cords attaching it to a surge protector and simple DVD player from ten years ago. On the far wall was a sink and bar and a door that led up a small staircase and into the back yard. To the left of the stairs was a tight hall with three brown doors, one leading to a full bathroom that had a huge steam shower, one leading to a bedroom that was locked up tight, and one containing just enough space for a washer, dryer, drying rack, ironing board and a small chest of drawers. Reaching in to the top drawer, Dave retrieved a pair of blue shorts with yellow piping that looked like something magnum p.i. would have worn in the late 80's, a small green well worn t shirt, and a pair of cheap rubber flip flops. Aidan looked at the clothing and realized it was for him, which made him laugh a little as he declined to put it on. "Suit yourself," Dave shrugged and set the stuff on the dryer. "Just seems to me that you're sweating like a hog in your long sleeves and slacks, and those clothes will be ruined if you keep sweating like that." "I guess you have a point," Aidan smiled and picked up the shorts and tee, hoping Dave would move to the door. He didn't budge, obviously planning to watch the teen change. Resigned to the fact Dave wasn't gonna leave without a little peek, Aidan unbuckled his belt, undid his pants and let them drop to his feet, confident that his shirt hung low enough to cover his briefs. Pulling the shorts up his legs, he secured them over his butt and waist before unbuttoning his shirt. Looking up at Dave for the first time during the strip, he smiled to himself to see the beast of a man almost drooling over his fuzzy thighs and calves. Pulling his shirt down to just one arm, he swung it over his head and let it loose perfectly timed so it flew into Dave face. While he peeled away his undershirt, he listed as Dave took loud, long sniffs at the scent of his sweaty oxford. Donning the tight thread bare green tee, he pulled it down as far as it would go, but some flesh still showed between its hem and the waist of the ridiculously short shorts. "Damn you are hot boy," Dave complimented Aidan as he bent down to remove his socks and slip into the flip flops. A hard smack rang through the small room as Dave's palm hit Aidan's turned out ass cheek, causing the boy to yelp and jump up and out into the hallway. "Too bad you're straight. Well, shall I show you the rest of the house?" Up, up, up they went to the second story, peeking behind door after door to view the hall bathroom, linen closet, the guest room, an office with an expensive computer set up, and finally the master suite. Jaw agape, Aidan looked around the master and confirmed it was the room from the video, as Dave went past him to the master bath to empty the ol' garden hose. By the photos on the nightstand and dresser, Aidan realized this was Dave's room, which surprised him since he believed the house belonged to Ben. Opening the top drawer of the dresser, Aidan began pawing through leather harnesses, Velcro bondage cuffs, metal nipple clamps and various rubber and plastic toys. Glancing in the mirror to see what he'd look like in a leather collar, Aidan caught the reflection of Dave's pierced Dick as he emptied it into the toilet. With the light on and door wide open, Aidan couldn't help but stare as the man began stroking the cock while he peed. Closing his eyes, Aidan imagined getting to feel the massive pierced cock in his hands. He fantasized about stroking with Dave while the girl from the video suck them off. Reaching into his short shorts, Aidan could tell the Viagra was working as he was now fully erect and leaking into his briefs. He palmed his cock as the images in his head transformed and the girl on her knees became Liam, begging to suck Aidan's big cock until it exploded. He was so lost in his fantasy he didn't hear Dave finish in the bathroom and come up behind him. "thinking happy thoughts I see." Dave's voice was low and deep and his beard was soft and scratchy at the same time as it rubbed across Aidan's shoulder. Jumping at the feel of a rough manly hand joining his in his shorts, Aidan stopped jerking and pulled his hand free, where Dave caught it and moved it back against his own naked stiff penis. "Don't stop on my account. I promise not to tell your friend if you tell me what got you so hard." "Just picturing the girl from the video." Aidan spun out of Dave's grasp and dislodged the hand from his cock. "Wonder what's happening in the video, wanna see?" taking the steps two at a time, he bounded into the living room and almost ran over Liam. "There you are!" Liam handed Aidan the unopened bottle of Gatorade he'd brought for him. "I was looking for you to see if you wanted to try some ghb with me." "Sure, where? In the kitchen? Let's go." Pushing Liam ahead of him, Aidan led them through the living and dining room and into the kitchen so they wouldn't run into Dave as he made his way back from upstairs. Needing some time to cool off and get away from his molester, Aidan would probably have said yes to doing anything in the kitchen at that point, so he only half listened as Liam explained that ghb was kinda like drinking a ton of liquor or being roofied. "... Pretty much just helps to even you out so you're not too tweaked." Aidan caught just the end of Liam's explanation as Ben handed them each a shot glass. Looking at how little was in each one, Aidan realized how strong it must be, so it was no surprise that Liam was protesting to Ben about his being twice as full as Ben's or mine. "We made us a deal remember Leroy?" Ben winked at Liam, who turned and smiled half heartedly at Aidan before shrugging and downing his shot. The other two men followed suit, and Aidan gagged a little at how bad the taste was. Ripping the lid from his Gatorade, he swirled and gurgled a few gulps of Gatorade before he was sure he wouldn't Ralph, and then asked how long it would take to go into effect. "5 minutes or so, but we should go back into the living room and finish the movie." Ben led them towards the couches, but Aidan made an excuse that he needed to get his phone from his pants and take a leak, so he could avoid seeing Dave for another minute or two. "A'ight bro, just make sure to go through the kitchen to get back to the living room, cause people sometimes come to buy stuff and might be in the front hall and I doubt you want them seeing your ass in that shit." In the laundry room, Aidan felt guilty for avoiding Dave when he found his shirt and pants hung nicely on hangers. He decided to go right back up and apologize for being a freak, and figured it was too soon for anyone to be in the hall yet, so he went ahead and turned into the entry instead of going through the kitchen. Before he made the turn into the living room, what he saw stopped him dead in his tracks. On the couch in front of him was Liam, his arms pinned behind his back, his pants and briefs around his knees, with Ben on top of him, holding his arms with one hand while the other was busy trying to force a finger into the white boy's hole. "Please stop Benji! Aidan could be hack at any second!" Liam's pain and fear were undermined every time he tried to buck free and Ben's finger managed to get a little deeper in his ads, eliciting moans that betrayed his hunger for what was happening. "Stop before he sees me like this!" "That hitch is coming back through the kitchen and Dave is there to give us the signal before they come in here," Ben worked a second finger in Liam's asshole, making him cry out. "Besides, you and me made us a deal that I get to seed that pussy." "Not on your life Benji," Liam fought a little harder when Ben announced his intentions, which only drove his butt further onto the fingers. "I said I'd do what I did last time, which was suck you and Dave off and let Dave suck me off, nothing about fucking me." "Yo mouth may be saying it doesn't want to get that butt pounded," Ben started rhythmically thrusting his fingers in and out of Liam's hole, forcing sighs and moans to escape his lips. "but that ads is hungry for it, ain't it Leroy? Ain't it?" "No, please, uuuhhhhn, you'll rip my ass up," Liam collapsed onto the couch and Ben started to move up like he was going to mount Liam right then and there. Aidan was sickened, but found when he looked down, that his hands had pulled his big cock from its cotton prison, and were stroking for all they were worth. "That's the plan cunt boy." Ben pulled out his fingers, spit into his palm and rubbed it along his shaft, getting it up to its full length, looking bigger than earlier on the video. Aidan suddenly realized his friend was about to get raped, and the haze around him lifted just long enough to remember why he was doing this with a trusted friend: so neither of them would do something they didn't want to do. He turned down the hall and shoved his cock into his shorts and jogged down to the kitchen. "Ah, here's Aidan!" Dave called out, obviously trying to warn Liam and Ben. Shuffling and some curse words could be heard from the living room as Dave made small talk and tried to slow Aidan's progress back into the other room. By the time he made it to where he could see his friend, Liam was back in his briefs, but his pants were now around his ankles, and Ben was across the room in the leather recliner, stroking his massive uncut Dick like everything was normal. "Everything okay?" Aidan asked, sitting next to Liam and looking for signs that his friend needed help. "Yeah man, just waiting for your slow ass," Liam responded, smiling and elbowing Aidan, before leaning over and picking up the pipe to take a hit. Not believing what he was seeing Aidan sat stunned as he watched Liam chat with Ben and Dave like he had just almost been raped by the dealer's humongous uncut doing. Taking the pipe in his hands, he wondered if he imagined the whole thing. "Let's finish this bowl quick boy," Ben commanded as he took a hit. "After we finish it, Leroy promised to finish helping me with something downstairs, right Leroy? Gonna help me drain those pipes and take whatever comes out till they are empty, just like you promised?" "Sure Benji," Liam reached over and took the pipe, agreeing to let Ben fuck his hole under the pretext of plumbing, not even batting an eye. "I promised to help you snake that drain, and I will." Aidan was wide eyed and slack jawed as his friend handed him the pipe. Whether Liam was saying he wanted to get pounded or not, Aidan didn't know. All Aidan knew was a) he had to find a way to spy on Liam and Benji when they went downstairs, and he was hard as a rock imagining Liam getting fucked. To be continued in part 3... Included below are some photos that inspired me.

He'd make a good model, I thought. He was young, had short brown hair, and wore glasses. He was skinny, no muscle to him at all, and the pair of tight little red briefs suited him perfectly, though they were now dropping to the floor for the nude shots. He struck a few poses as I kept flashing the camera. He had a cocky grin on his face - the kind of guy who knew he was pretty and liked receiving attention. They're a dime a dozen at this studio, and we didn't need any more of them. He would have made a good model, but I had a better idea of what to do with a cocky little shit like him. "Alright." I said. "Now a few of you on the bed, on your hands and knees." He followed my instructions just fine, getting up on to the bed and sticking his ass in the air, pointed at me. "Yeah, that's it." I said as I moved around him, taking a few more pictures as I got closer. I put the camera to one side, reached out and brushed my fingers down his ass. Even this was perfectly formed - round, firm, looked like he didn't bottom too much. Fucking him would hardly be a chore, I could tell. "Photos look good." I told him, as I took one cheek in my hand and squeezed. "Shall we test your performance, then?" A lot of the twinks we get around here get offended when I do this. 'This is a twink porn studio!' I reckon they think. 'Why should I have to get fucked by a gross old man like you?' And they'd be right - I am a gross old man, and Poz to boot. I'm in my 50s, and though muscular, the virus had worked its magic on me, making me look permanently slightly sick. My hair wasn't losing its colour, at least, a thick black bulk that I kept slicked back. The ones I actually consider hiring wouldn't have to get fucked by me, they'd test with another model. If I'm fucking them, it's already too late, unless they put on one hell of a performance, and are smart enough to ask for a condom. This one wasn't offended though. Not even shocked. Might be he was expecting to have to do something like this. In any case, as soon as he heard me, he backed his ass into my crotch, immediately grinding against my jeans. "Good boy..." I growled as my semi started getting harder, my jeans soon starting to feel too tight. I took hold of his hips and grinded against him with more force, till my dick was all but bursting out of my jeans. He pulled away, turning around and grabbing hold of my belt. He was certainly eager to impress. It was almost too bad that he wouldn't make it. As he undid my belt and jeans, I pulled my vest off over my head - time to test how dumb he was. He definitely saw the tattoo on my stomach, but didn't seem to react to it at all. I guess he didn't know the significance of a biohazard symbol then. He pulled my cock free of its confines, and this time he was surprised. But then, most guys are when they suddenly have a thick, ten each club of a cock shoved in their face. He recovered quickly enough though, and took the tip in his mouth, sucking happily as I curled my fingers in his hair, urging him on. Maybe he didn't get fucked Much, but he could certainly suck cock like a pro. Didn't need much of a warm up, and he was swallowing down most of my cock in one go - no gag reflex to speak of, and he could work his tongue like a demon. He was all too happy to play with the balls too, which even some of our most experienced models need reminding of. All in all, he definitely would have brought some money in, but maybe I could use him in some home videos, instead. I bet he could make me cum using just his mouth if I let him go on, but I'd been saving this load for a few days now, and I knew exactly where it was going. So did he, it seemed, as when I pulled him up by his shoulder, he didn't need telling to get on his back. He flipped over instantly, holding his knees and leaving that smooth hole wide open for me. I thought about ramming my cock straight into him, to see if he really was as inexperienced at fucking as he seemed, but I thought that might spook him into demanding a condom, and I wasn't having that. So instead, I bent down, and slid my tongue straight into his hole, hearing him moan when I pushed through his hole. His tongue was more talented than mine, but I could definitely perform well enough. His cock was solid, seven inches and thick enough. He jacked off as I fucked his hole with my tongue, getting it all moist and ready, determined to make sure this was the only lube he got. He was pulling at his dick harder and faster as it went on, till eventually I grabbed his wrist to stop him from cumming. Instantly, he shouted in frustration. "Well fuck me, then!" That was all the invitation I needed. I pulled up and lined my cock up with his hole, pushing the tip straight in without waiting. He made no complaint, no request for a condom, nothing. All he did was gasp, then moan, as I slowly began sinking into him. Well, I wasn't the first person in him, I could tell from how well he took it, but he was still tight, and I had to go slow at first. He had his eyes closed, and a wide smile on his face. I wondered if he knew what he was getting into, or what was getting into him. My precum was no doubt already lining the walls of his ass, and even that could be enough to wreck him. He'd made no complaint by the time I'd got fully inside him, and when I started fucking him properly, he let out a loud "Oh fuck yeah!" And I figured the time for condoms had passed. He knew how to use his ass too, moving up and down in time with my movements and keeping his ass tight around my cock. It wasn't long before I was slamming into him full force, my balls slapping against his ass with each thrust, making him shout out with each one. I knew how to deal with a noisy fucker though, and l leaned forwards, clamping my hand over his throat and fucked him all the harder. If the hand bothered him, he didn't show it, but it did get him to shut up. Before long, we were switching up positions. I got him on his stomach and fucked him into the bed, his ass bouncing up to meet me with each and every stab. Then I got him back on his hands and knees, one hand on his hip and the other clamped into his hair holding tight as I pulled my cock all the way out and punched back through his hole straight down to the base. His ass was never going to feel the same again by the time I was done. More than once, I had him back on his knees on the floor fucking his mouth with the same vigor as his ass, holding him down so his nose was buried in my body hair, just to prove that I could make him gag. We ended up with me on my back on the bed, him straddling my waist, bouncing on my cock. I held him by the waist, helping him in his movements and ramming myself up into him each time I pulled him down. He had one hand on my chest, mere inches from the biohazard symbol that he didn't understand, holding himself up, while he jacked off with the other. I could feel him clenching and unclenching around my cock and I knew he was close. I could feel the pressure building up in my balls too. With a few last, hard thrusts, he let out one hell of a moan, and his cock blew with cum and his ass squeezed tight. Two more thrusts and I was gone too, and as his load shot over my chest, I blasted inside him, filling him with my poz seed, continually moving him up and down my cock for the length of both our orgasms, making damn sure he was fucked full of my cum. Finally, he collapsed next to me, panting heavily and grinning his cocky grin. Less than ten minutes later, he was gone. We had a quick clean up and, on his way out, he asked me if I thought he got the job, grinning and obviously thinking it was a done deal. I told him that it was looking positive. Dumb bitch didn't even pick up on that, and winked as he left. He should have done his research; the studio only hired clean actors that used condoms. He wasn't the latter, and his days of the former were well and truly over. Still, I had his number - I bet I'll find him some work on one of my 'side projects.'

Part 1 After the third time I was caught giving blow job in the park my father threw me out of the house. I had not finish school and had no skills except one. So I used that skill to support my self. Taking adds out in Craigslist getting fuck by creepy guys being robbed and taking a beating every so often. I get this response one day of just going to a restaurant and talking and he will give me $1,000 I say WTF it's easy money to just sit and talk. He sent me his face picture so I would know him, I was there on time and so was he. We went into a back booth where we could talk in private. The first thing Lenny ask for was my ID as he said I don't look 18. I showed my real ID and his response was Happy Birthday as my 18 birth day was 2 weeks ago. He passed me the envelope with $1,000 like he said he would. Then he ask if I like being a working boy and being with creepy guys getting robbed. I said no and his respond by saying there is a better way that I'm perfect for. It for me to become part of his family. He said at the rate I was going I would be lucky to make another year but in his family things are a lot different. In Lenny and his brother Sam family we are all of the same blood ( at this time I had no idea what that meant). Lenny offer me $10,000 to go out to his family home and see what's it's about. I will also be check out to see how my health is to make sure in D&D free as I have dealt with some nuts. He gave me a number to call and to think it over and give him a call if I want to do this, I said ok and left. Back at the SRO that I'm staying in looking at the easiest money that I just made and I look at this run down room I'm in and I say to my self I think Lenny is right it's a very hard life I'm living. A week later I give Lenny a call and make arrangements to be pickup. It almost dark when we meet and I get into the car with everything I own, Lenny says that's all you own and I look down and say yes it is. By the time we arrived it was dark and I had no idea where we were. We turned into this very long wooded drive way and we came to this very large house. I enter this house and Lenny partner Sam is there to greet me. Lenny & Sam are both in there 40s both and in great shape with steel blue eyes. They take me to a room and we start to talk as they really like having boys like me around. They say here I will have new life in a loving family and if I want to be part of it. It does not take me long to say yes. Sam who is a real Doctor I found out later takes out a STD kit and starts. He takes blood and right after it is taken Joey walks in and takes it and told to get it tested. After a long talk and they know how I have been making a living we get something to eat. After diner they show my room where I will living. I can't believe how tired I am and go to bed. After a 12 hour sleep I wake up so horny I want to get fuck by anyone or thing. As I'm laying bed Joey walks in and says it's a nice day out side and do I want to go for a dip in the pool. We get to the pool and Joey hands me a thong just like his. Joey is a little older than me maybe 20 is 5ft 10 140lb. nipple ring on his right side with a nose ring and a steel ring around his neck.With a swimmer build. I'm 5ft 7 120lb. and skinny real fem body. Joey in his thong has the biggest bulge and it's ready to bust out. I'm bone white as have not been out much and Joey lays me down on my stomach by the pool and starts to rub sun screen over my body. I'm so fucking horny I feel like asking him to fuck me raw as his hands is working my ass cheeks and my ass crack with his finger so close to my hole.

Johnny Rapid gets fucked by Dennis West with cream pie, in a new scene from Juicy Boys.

Previously… Blair’s cock, lubed with spit and Pedro’s cum, felt massive inside me, I could feel his cock swelling up against my insides. I quickened the pace once more pulling my fingers out and then shoving them roughly back in again. Davie grunted and then set to work getting Blair to copy my rhythm. Blair needed no encouragement. He thrust quicker and deeper into me, and as he got close to the point of no return, I grabbed my cock out of Davie’s mouth and pulled him around to face me. Then as Blair pounded my ass while he came, I kissed his beautiful boyfriend and started to cum myself. I could feel every drop of Blair’s juice’s hit my asswalls as I started to lose it myself and cum a fullbody orgasm all the while looking into Davie’s wonderful blue eyes. I came all over Davie’s stomach and he chuckled at my orgasm face. Then, looking down at the jiz he said “pity, next time I want that inside me”. I smiled, raised and eyebrow and said “does that mean I have the room?” Right so… My name’s Stuart and I’m right now negotiating my rent with landlords. You could say at the moment, on the negotiation front, they’ve got me royally fucked. Not just about paying separate electricity and water bills, but properly fucked, cause right at this point one of ‘em was pulling their softening cock out of my ass and the other still had half my fist up his. And since they’d called me out on being high and used that as leverage to get a (very willing) fuck out of me, I had no idea whether they’d kick me out right there and then, or whether I’d get a full-on discount. However the lads seemed to be in the more blissful side of stoned and Davie turned to me with his gorgeous baby blues and said “Look Stu, we won’t lie to ya, we can only rent out this room in summer cause it’s a fuckin icebox in the winter. Not even the fireplace makes a huge difference. The last flatmate was actually convinced the room was haunted”. I was a bit taken aback by his honesty but fair fucks to him. I said “Well, how about I give it a shot for now” and I cleared my throat a little “ahem, for a, ahem, very, ahem, reasonable price”. Blair and Davie smiled at me and I went on, “and if there’s any really fucking freezing nights where I’ve nowhere else but this bed to be in…” and just then I started to use my forefinger to rub Davie’s prostate applying pressure to that hard node …till my fingers slipped past, and then repeated the motion rhythmically. I continued “then maybe my landlords would be so kind as to provide me with a warm space in their bed, or sling, or just one of their tight assholes for the night…” Then dismounting from the bed and my position over Davie, I said “I’ll give you boys some time to discuss this” and with my free hand I guided Davie’s still hard, coke can of a cock into my mouth. I won’t lie, I knew I wasn’t going to get him off from just blowing him. You can generally tell the type of guy who you can spend hours spit-polishing the knob of and eventually they’ll just pat you on the head and take over and jack off. However, his cock fascinated me, it wasn’t any run-of-the-mill average baby maker, this cock was a fucking Stradivarius of cocks – it’s one of those ones that you need to spend time with and figure out its temperament, figuring out the answers to questions like; how much attention should you apply to the wide sturdy shaft? In blowjobs, should you rake your teeth along the banjo string or spend more time on the ridge of the head? Was there a decent way to work it up into my ass without too much pain? And so on... And I was up to the challenge of answering all those questions and more for such a full-on beauty of a man and a cock. While I was sucking on Davie’s ass-splitter of a wide-cock, I broke off occasionally to move my head up and down his tight six pack and lick off my own cum. I tried my “Stuart’s patented tongue motion ™” while blowing him, but this was nigh impossible cause of Davie’s girth – I just couldn’t keep my tongue firm against that monster flared head inside my mouth. I just enjoyed the incredible sense of fullness having a cockhead that simultaneously rubbed the roof and tongue of my gaping mouth, and so I kept on sloppily blowing him like an eager teenager. After a long while, the sides of my cheeks were getting sore – it made me start to consider that there may be truth to that joke – why do gay men wear moustaches? To hide the stretch marks! I pulled off of him for a bit and had been successfully tuning out him and Blair muttering to each other. At this point though my actions had obviously become too distracting for them so Blair started working his fingers back up my ass to get out some of his cum and feed it to Davie. I meanwhile started working my tongue lower over Davie’s balls, and started lapping down his taint to his hole again. Here I worked my still pumping hand out and licked Davies juices off of my fingers – fuck he tasted good – there was this earthy “cumin”-y flavour to his sweat and down straight from his ass, it was like I was sniffing straight from the spice jar. I replaced my hand with my tongue and started reattacking his ass with fervour. The contrast between his slightly stubbly hole and his silky insides was driving me mental – if I could have defied physics and shoved my whole head up there I would have. As it was, after a long frenzied licking I felt the weight shift on the bed. I looked up to see Blair deep-throating Davie like a pro. I felt a twinge of something – I guess I felt a bit sad I couldn’t bob up and down that easily on that masterpiece – yet! – Blair looked at me with a bit of a challenge in his eyes – maybe he was responding to my envious look. Davie grabbed me by the hair and shoved me roughly back to his hole. He was close, and shortly after, with a short stifled “fuuu-uuh-uuh-uck”, Davie’s ass-cheeks clamped on my face as his whole body shook and he came straight down Blair’s throat. Davie had been pretty sparse with words all day and it seemed even his orgasms were a quiet affair. After we disentangled Blair told me as he wiped some cum from the side of his mouth, “look lad, you seem like a nice enough kid, but we’ve just met you and you’re coked off your head, however you more than did yourself proud here, and I know myself and Davie want to take turns on that arse a few more times”, Davie nodded and I made a private note to my ass (soon my precious – soon you’ll have Davie’s gorgeous cock up ya!). Davie left for the bathroom next door. Blair continued “…so here’s what we’ll do. You keep yourself clean here, in this house with no complaints from the others and by the time winter rolls round we’ll find some ways of keeping you warm” he laughed, “but if you turn out to be another lying fucking junkie, you’re out on your…” he took a breath, looking down slowly, “…your admittedly fine arse” With that he left the room to clean up in the bathroom after Davie came back. Davie passed me some tissues for my leaking hole. “Thanks”, I replied and cleaned up a bit and dressed again. Davie had pushed the bed back against the wall – it had moved out while we fucked. I walked around the bed to face him. I looked up into his sparkling blue eyes and there it was again – that jolt of connection. I whispered “I’d really like to spend some time with you Davie”. I moved up to him and ran my finger down the side of his face, down his elegant neck to his hairless chest, now nearly fully covered again by that fitted shirt. I leant in and kissed the nape of his neck tenderly. “God, you’re beautiful” I moaned, nuzzling my nose up past his jaw to his ears. I whispered “it’s not only that your cock is magnificent, nor that I’m going to love to work at stretching out that ass as far as I can.” I chuckled as I licked the curve of his ear “In fact I’d love you to take my fist virginity.” I felt his thumb trace down my cheekbone and the tip of his thumb moved a circle round my lips. I moved my face so that our forehead were touching and looked directly into his twinkling eyes, his thumb wet as it pressed my lower lip. I muttered “But it’s just this …feeling of connection. I mean, damn, if you were my fella…”. Davie’s eyes glittered a little hard and his index finger moved up to cover both my lips in the classic “shh” motion. He pushed me back gently but firmly and quietly said “Stuart you’re a nice lad, but let's not let the coke fuck up a nice budding friendship, your confidence is attractive, but most it is chemical right now”. He looked down to my hands and covered them with his, and then continued, “and you best be warned, we play quite rough in our household, so think carefully about who you want to stay with in winter. We won’t be offended if you can’t handle our play…” I cut him off with a kiss, pushing him back against the wall. His mouth opened up to me and I slipped my tongue in past his soft lips and next thing, we were battling it out both passionately tongue against tongue, jaws working, licking, tasting, sucking… With that we heard the bathroom door close and quickly we both went back to rearranging the room. When Blair came back in the room, Davie went up to me and gave me a set of keys and walked over to Blair. The older man said “we’ll be in touch” and the two left. I looked at my phone - it was 8.30pm and there was an odd symbol bleeping the corner of the screen. It was a picture message from Pedro. I opened it to see a hot older bear – a tiny pot-belly on him but pretty fit, mid-40s, a goatee, a wicked grin and a close-cropped Caesar haircut, like that one that George Michael had for a little while when he was still famous and not a mess. He was topless and holding a syringe in his hand pointing to the only part of Pedro in the pic – all nine inches of it - which the older guy was holding in his other hand. The text below it said “Getting favours and Caverject for tonight. Will have a few lads over. Come a.s.a.p. Bring a friend. P.” What the fuck was Caverject? And who the fuck could I bring to this party? I looked through the names of my phone – I put an X beside the phone numbers of hook-ups I didn’t know that well – like “Clyde X” or “Gavin X”. Although neither of those would do – Clyde was a prude who only liked vanilla and safe and I was guessing Pedro wouldn’t be up for accommodating him. Gavin – well Gavin was also a no-go. Gavin was an undertaker’s assistant and part-time bus-driver who I hooked up with once in the Revolver (a sleazy enough gay pub in town – now called the Underground). It was one of those hook-ups that promised a lot – we’d met over the pool table as I challenged him for control of the table – in the Revolver back a few summers ago there was a tradition that you had to beat the guy currently playing on the table to take it over. Gavin was over 6 and half feet tall, pasty and had big geeky ears sticking out but looked pretty well built under his Reebok tracksuit, and I was drunk and horny enough to think “fuck it - he’ll do”, so I turned the charm on. He jokingly bet me a drink if I won, and when he asked me what his prize would be I raised my eyebrows and said “my arse”. He nearly spat his drink out with that but laughed and said “you’re on”. I quickly “lost” and he came up to me and said “when do I collect my prize?” I laughed and replied “your place? Now?” Fuck – I’m taking too long with this story – it doesn’t have a happy ending, sad to say – Gavin turned out to live in the fucking Red Road tower apartments – the fucking Red Road! – It’s fucking junkie central, massive high-rise tower blocks full of people who are too poor to have anywhere else to go – now thankfully being demolished as they’d become a popular place for people who’d had enough of Glasgow’s most depressing place to live; where all the hope gets knocked out of ya before you’re old enough to leave, and jumped off the top of the 30-floor buildings. As we walked through the dark streets, when he wasn’t regaling me with some fucked-up fact known only to undertakers, Gavin was groping me where and whenever he could. I obviously was a bit wary of the gangs hanging on the street corners, ready for some abuse to be hurled our way – he said “don’t worry, they know I’m one of their faggots”. I always found that funny – that the gangs chose not to gaybash their own fags, just other ones. Sorry – I’m dragging this tale out again – suffice to say we got back to his, he turned out to have a lovely big fat juicy knob, it was strangely fatter in the middle than at the root or the tip. There was no problem with that - the only problem was that Lurch was an exclusive bottom, so I flipped him round and fucked him for all I was worth. He screamed the house down and afterwards smoking a spliff, told me it was the fuck of his life. The next morning I was woken up to his mum coming into the room with a tray for breakfast in bed for the both of us! She said something like “well I knew you had company from the sounds last night”. I was trying to hide under the covers totally mortified! Worse still, after she left, Gavin kept talking about how special last night was, and how he couldn’t wait to introduce me to his friends, and how my place was close to his bus route terminus. I fuckin ran out of that place – well not literally, but I made my excuses and got the fuck out of dodge. The only reason I kept the number was to warn myself not to engage, as he still – two years later – sent me little longing texts full of fucking emoticons and warmly remembering our night making love. For fuck’s sake like! I still avoid the bus. Anyways I got off topic. Clyde and Gavin were far from the only X’s on my phone. In fact someone normal may say I had a problem – as over half my address-book was full of X’s. I liked to call myself “hypersocial”. I always liked to meet up with new people, try new things and always gave a new fetish a go, just don’t try to tie me down the morning after, like Gavin (for fuck’s sake!). Also in my defense, I often kept the numbers of hook-ups in other parts of the country or down in England. Especially if the dick was “right”! As far as I was concerned if the dick is right, you can hang on to that number for a few years, even through a short-term relationship or two, and try your luck next time you’re in the area. I knew I wasn’t half-bad in bed, cause I had more than a few fuckbuds who were like that with me – texting me out of the blue after two or more years cause they were in town. I was scrolling through my contacts after Gavin and got to “H” and there was Hero X – or as I knew him- Harry. Harry was a lad I met in the local sauna cruising. Harry was a half Lebanese-half Scottish hipster type (before hipsters) whose hippy parents named him Hero after the original Hero and his sister was called Artemis. Poor fuckers! She went by Artie and he went by Harry now so I should really have recorded him as that, but I already had a Harry X (who was a foot fetishist in Dundee. That Harry always gave me new pairs of socks when we met, so he could keep mine – very handy!). Harry and I originally first met in a cubicle where he fucked me. We were the only two lads in our twenties in darkrooms in Pipeworks. He loved going down on my sizable knob – I don’t think I’ve described it till now, but I was about 7.5 inches with a bit of a curve to the left like a banana. I wasn’t “cut” per se, but I didn’t have a much of a foreskin, so the head was always on show. Guys liked it as it hit all the right spots when fucking. Meanwhile, I loved the look of this little hipster dude – he had curly hair he left grow on top but kept short on the back and sides, which gave him that romantic poet/starving artist look. He was a bit on the swarthy side cause of his Lebanese background, lean body covered in black hair, tight fuckin ass and a nice cock and sleazy as fuck like me. When we met the first time he lead me into the cubicle and after he blew me for a while, he bent me over so my face was facing the gloryhole while he fingered me. He whispered in my ear in his thick Glasgow accent “be sure to blow anyone who tries it – I want a show”, while tearing open the sachet of lube we got given at the entrance. Two guys did indeed try it and they must have been able to tell I was getting pounded from behind from the jerky half-assed blowjobs I gave them. One eventually left, but the other managed to cum from my divided attention. Like I gave a fuck to be honest, they were just props for Harry and I. Actually when I met Harry first, I thought he was a little aloof – turns out he was just like me – the way I was to Gavin – up for fun, but just fun. At the time we were both heavily involved in college life and had a busy social life, we tended to keep our fuck-buddies at a distance, just cause we had too much going on. However we kept on bumping into each other online, in the sauna or the sleazy cinema, so that eventually one evening we agreed to go back to his place proper. When I went there we got stoned and chilled, fucked a little - taking turns (he was vers like me) and we bonded while he tried to teach me the wonders of P.J. Harvey’s back catalogue and I kept beating him on Mario Kart. It was there I met his sister – who was a cool fuckin artist chick and who still called him Hero. All in all I’d known Harry about a year and half and I knew he would be just the type who’d be up for Pedro’s little gathering – and while he mightn’t try all the drugs on offer (still hadn’t a clue what Caverject was – and this was before smartphones) he’d be happy to do his thing and not be intimidated by those doing stronger drugs. I texted him “hey lad, u up 4 a bit of a session?” and after a few minutes we had the following back and forth: Harry: “what u mean?” Me: “know a hot Spanish lad, wants to have a session” Harry: “wots he like?” Me: “fit bod, big dick, bit of a coke head, has two or three more lads visiting too” Harry: “and them?” Me: “one is a youngish bear, dunno the others” Harry: “what’s the name of the lads? Do they have gaydar profiles?” Y’see back then, judging a potential fuck was all about checking out their Gaydar profile. If you went to the continent you could use Gayromeo, maybe Manhunt (though it was never that great in Europe), but Gaydar was the one to use in the British Isles. This was before Grindr. I emailed on to Harry the link to Pedro’s Gaydar account that just had pics of his dick and body and a list of his sexual preferences (which were very wide) and in the “Looking for” section was only “a tight ass to fuck, no drama”. Sure enough, shortly after I sent Harry the profile I got a call from him. Without typical introductions he launched in, "nice fucking cock" he said, "and you think the other guys will be like him?" he asked. I replied "I'd say so" thinking of Andrew and the other Northern Irish guy who's been filmed by Pedro. Harry's voice quivered a little "fuck dude, this is getting me hot I can already see a wet patch in my jocks, but I dunno about the drugs." I laughed loudly, "look don't worry about the drugs, my fuckbuddy Andrew doesn't do too much, so I'd say Pedro's used to having orgies or groups or whatever you want to call this - evening entertainment - with people with all different tastes together". Harry took a deep breath and said "Fuck it, lets do this. Can you meet me in 30 minutes at Buchanan?” Buchanan St. Station was about halfway from where Harry was in the west-side to where we were, so it was fair I meet him there to bring him to Pedro's. I hung up, grabbed my bag and headed toward the door. As I passed through the downstairs hall I thought I saw a flash of movement from the door to Emmett's room - the male nurse. "Hello!?" I said to the hall, "Is anyone here?". No movement. Maybe it was nothing. "Fuck this" I thought, and I went to meet Harry - tonight was gonna be the fucking tops.

Got more than loaded up last night in Maryland. The Maryland section along the DC border is quickly becoming my favorite ... tons of hot black guys, minus the superficial and judgmental attitudes. I went to his place truly just to hangout and talk (haha should have known better ... met at his place, and I have a 100% record of hooking up once meeting at a guy's place). So we talked on his patio for a good two hours. We were facing each other, sitting on chairs about 2 feet apart. He eventually starts rubbing my legs, and I'll admit he hit the right spots to get me going. I still played coy, making him work for it. Eventually I found myself sitting on his living room table making out. He then led me to his couch, where I boldly took off his boxers and slid down so I could suck his dick. Must've been good cuz he moaned and started fucking my face. After a few minutes he gives me a great blow job. Without warning, about 5 minutes in he flips me on my stomach and dry humps me. He then asks to only look at my ass ... I said yes ... he slides my underwear off and smacks my ass and says, "Damn." Without warning, he dives in face first, spreads my cheeks, and gives me an awesome rim job. Feels so good I can't even make a sound except a muffled moan. He rimmed me for a good 30 minutes, eventually getting that tongue deep in my ass and my ass loosened from insanely tight to tight. I was still playing as if I didn't want sex, so he asked to just play with my ass. So he had me on my stomach but upper body slightly hanging off one arm of the couch. He placed his head at my hole, and felt a lot of precum hit it while he gently licked and sucked my neck. He must've sensed my ass loosening more ... without warning or asking, he grabbed my shoulders, pulled down a bit, and slid his raw dick in my ass. Man, he felt perfect in my ass. I moaned loudly as he slowly penetrated me, and again when I felt his balls against my ass. Not hung, about 6" but slightly thick. He parked his dick in my ass, letting me adjust. While doing that for a few minutes, he went back to sucking my neck, and jerking my dick. Well, once he started fucking he got rough. He wrapped his right arm around my neck and squeezed a bit ... totally turned me on and I loosened up more. He noticed, saying, "Slut likes being dominated and used? Get ready." Didn't know what he meant by get ready though. He fucked hard and rough for about 15 minutes before I felt his dick thicken and throb, while squeezing my neck saying, "Yeah, bet my ass loves getting flooded." Fuck yeah! Massive load. I thought we were done since he pulled out, but he ordered me on my back and to hold my legs up. I then figured out what he had meant ... he flooded my hole with 7 large liads. During the last two fucks, he grabbed the cum leaking from my ass and forced me to eat it. Each time while on my back, he mace me stare into his eyes and he would squeeze my neck with his right hand as he unloaded. Love it! Once I left after a good 3 hours of fucking, I left only to get two more loads from a friend of mine with a boyfriend. When I told him I had 7 loads in me, he said, "Fuck. I need to feel those on my dick." I got to his place about 30 minutes after leaving the first guy. Parked in a very dark, unlit part of his parking garage ... and had him fuck me over the hood of his car. Damn that what hot! Went home, put in a plug, and went to sleep. Somehow held 9 big loads in until around 2 PM the next day. Meeting the first guy over the weekend. Haha will be hot.

Part 3 Teddy asked Sean if he liked being cuddled and Sean couldn't believe how good he felt and answered that he hoped it never ended. Teddy guided his cousin's thumb into the boy's mouth and told him to suck it. Sean opened his mouth and started to suck his thumb. Teddy and Sean enjoyed cuddling for a couple of minutes as Teddy thought about his fantasy finally coming true. Teddy wanted to turn a guy into a complete and total baby and never had any luck at the fantasy club as he didn't want a guy who had a diaper fetish but instead his fantasy was babying someone who didn't want to be. And his fantasy actually began because of his cousin, Sean. Sean was a bedwetter until he was 11 and always wore Pampers when he stayed at his uncle's. After he stopped wetting he would still let Teddy diaper him for a couple of years as Teddy insisted that he couldn't share his bed otherwise. But when Sean turned 13 he told Teddy he wasn't a baby and wouldn't wear them again. Teddy knew Sean wouldn't be able to stop him once he got the boy in the clouds. His father told him that they were going to turn cute little innocent Sean into a boywhore tonight but later he could play Daddy to his baby boy. Sean sucked his thumb and enjoyed being held and thought it was so real and loved this fantasy game. He was nervous seeing the guy would ruin the fantasy and he decided he'd do anything to keep this going. Teddy told Sean that it was time for their fantasies to become real and rolled the boy over so they were face to face. When Sean saw his cousin's face he started to pull his thumb out but Teddy stopped him and told him if he wanted to continue he should keep sucking. Telling Sean to sit up but to stay on the bed as he got up and turned his light on fully. Sean was still not believing what he saw but hoped it didn't end. He saw Teddy pick up a weird looking pipe and watched as he loaded it and then came back to the bed. Teddy stood in front of Sean and Sean stared at the huge hard cock trapped in boxer briefs in front of him. And he sucked harder. When Teddy lit his lighter Sean looked up but Teddy told him to keep looking at his crotch. Sean did as he was told and enjoyed staring at a hard cock without worrying about getting caught. When Teddy saw the wisps of vapor from his pipe he told Sean to watch how he smoked it. Sean watched as Teddy filled his lungs completely and then handed the pipe to Sean and sat next to him and slowly blew out a huge white cloud. Teddy told Sean to stop sucking and gave him the lighter and instructed him on how to light it and smoke it. When Teddy blew out his first cloud it was only half the size of Teddie's and he was told to try again. By the third time he was taken a bigger hit and Teddy told him he was proud of him. Teddy took the pipe and reloaded it and after doing a hit had Sean do three more big ones. Sean didn't know what he was smoking and told himself to do whatever he was told and hopefully the night would last long. He watched as he smoked as Teddy rubbed his huge cock and Sean wanted to touch it so bad. No, Sean knew he needed it. Teddy took the pipe and set it aside and told Sean his pajamas were cute but they looked uncomfortable and he should take them off. Sean's eyes showed he was tweeking and he said nothing as he took off his pj's. Teddy saw that Sean still looked like a boy especially in the little briefs. Sean watched as Teddy rubbed his hardon and Sean thought about how awesome it would be to suck it. Without thinking Sean raised his hand and started to suck his thumb again. Teddy repacked the pipe and handed it to Sean and told him to smoke it. Sean lit the pipe and when he started inhaling he watched Teddy pull down his boxer briefs and stroke himself. Teddy took the pipe and told Sean he was going to blow his smoke into the boy's mouth and he should inhale it. After filling his lungs, Teddy set the pipe down and held Sean's head and blew into his mouth and then as Sean blew it back out he kissed his cousin for the first time. As Teddy was fucking Sean's mouth with his tongue he lowered the boy's briefs. He felt up the boy's hairless but soft cock and balls and he then guided one of Sean's hands to his own hard cock. He felt Sean gasp into his mouth as the boy's fingers held finally what he desired. Teddy knew he was running out of time and let go of his cousin and gave him the pipe and told him to take a huge hit and then hold it in and to lay down on the bed. As Sean smoked the pipe Teddy opened a drawer and pulled out a pamper diaper and a knife. Teddy cut a slit in the diaper. He set that down next to Sean who had just laid down. He put his cock up to the boy's mouth and told him to exhale. Sean was flying high and seeing his cousin's cock in the cloud of smoke made it seem surreal. Teddy told Sean that he was now his baby. Sean nodded in agreement but never took his eyes off of Teddy's cock. As Sean felt Teddy pulling his head towards the hard cock he didn't care what Teddy did anymore. Teddy seeing the desire in the boy's eyes knew he was ready and he stepped aside and picked up the diaper and told him that his fantasy was to see his cousin in a diaper and on his knees sucking his cock. Teddy lifted his new baby's legs and slid the diaper under him. After getting the diaper on him he told him to get on his knees and Sean quickly did so. Teddy sat down and guided the boy's head to his cock. Teddy only pushed half his cock into him and let his baby boy get use to it for a minute but the sensation was so great that he knew he was going to cum soon but knew that he'd have more time later so he fucked the boy's mouth fast and just before he came he pulled out and shoot all over Sean's face. Looking at his little cousin's face covered in the largest load he ever shoot he understood how his Dad could want to corrupt him. Stan hearing his son climax opened the door to Teddy's room. He yelled for his older son to see what was happening. Harry entered the room and told his dad that it looked like Sean was a little boywhore.

I just took a big load from a guy who hit me up from Scruff. He asked if I was into quickies because he only had 20 minutes. I told him yes and he told me as soon as I got to I his place, to just walk in, drop my shorts and be ready for a breeding. When I walked in he was in the corner watching porn stroking, I did as instructed and got on my knees in front of him and started to suck on his cock...he was already leaking and I swallowed a couple good streams pre-cum. He then told me to turn around and asked if I wanted his load. I begged for him load me up and he shoved his cock and in me so deep and within a minute he blasted in me. I thanked him, put on my shorts and walked out.

I can feel Sam dick and PA touching my hole as he rubs back then stops and pushes it in slowly and says to Lenny, this is the tightest hole he's ever stuck his dick in. For me there is a lot of pain at first as I've only had a few dicks in my hole, second this is the biggest dick I've ever seen. Sam is pushing more as Joey puts something under my nose and tells me to inhale. Sam stops and pulls out and tell Lenny I'm only half way in and you have to feel how tight this bitch is so you found him so you should be the first one to go all the way in before we wreck this hole for good. Lenny dick is the same size as Sam but it going in a lot more comfortable than Sam dick when he started. Lenny say good God how tight I am and he goes in all the way. Lenny take a hit of the same stuff that Joey was giving me and is now starting to fuck me as hard as he can,I feel his body starting to quiver as he shoots his first load in me. Then it's Sam turn and he tells Joey to slam me hard , I almost black from the rush as Sam is drives his dick right into me to the balls. Its now starting to feel great as I see Sam sweating as he is jack hammering my hole from the side mirror , then Sam puts his load in me and shows his dick to Lenny and says this is a great start. Sam comes over to me and tell me to clean his off his dick I see some blood on it , so I do the best I can wile Lenny starts to fuck me again.

Joey is leading me down stairs as I really don't know what's wrong as I feel so free and I hope I get fuck today. Joey has given me so much water to drink during and after the clean out. We get to this room that is very large in the basement with mirrors on the ceiling and sides of the walls so you see everything. Sam ask Joey how is he and Joey responds he's clean and he started a booty bump as I have no idea what that booty bump is. Lenny tells me to sit in the chair as Joey puts leather cuffs on my wrist & ankles. Sam & Lenny are both dress in leather chaps an a leather harness on their chest and both have big dicks about 10 inches and very thick with a metal ring through the head of their dicks. In the chair Joey brings over a tray with hypodermic needles, Sam says give him a light one to start , later he get the heavy ones. Joey puts a rubber hose around my arm swabs a spot and sticks it in , there is a flash of blood and then he injects it in. I can't breath as I think they just killed me but then I cough and this rush comes over me. Lenny says put him in the sling we will start there. Sam comes over and puts his finger in my hole and tells Lenny we have tight hole here, they both are smiling. Joey comes over with a jar and a brush in it and Sam tell Lenny you found him you have the honors. Lenny puts the brush in and it and it burns as Lenny is going in and out fast and deep. Sam that a good starting point for now. Joey comes over and kiss me wile pinching my nipples. My hole is no longer on fire but I want it full with something very badly.

After Artur and I were bred, we all sat chatting for maybe an hour or so whilst having drinks and snacks. We stayed naked and it wasn't long before cocks started to get boned again. I was ready to go again but Will suggested that we all got dressed and went out for a wander around the city. I knew Will wouldn't want me to shit the seed out so I didn't even attempt to do so. If Stefan was like Will, and so far he was, I guessed Artur would also be wandering around with Will's and my seed in him. As you know, we live right in the centre of Amsterdam so you walk out of the apartment and see thousands of people walking around. We had a nice few hours of sightseeing before getting back. Later, Will took us to an Italian restaurant just around the corner where we had a lovely meal and drank a fair bit of wine. I was buzzing by the time we left. Will and Stefan told Artur and I that we were going to spend the rest of the night cruising the leather bars. Now guys, I wont tell you the name of the bars as the owners might not like it, but guys who know Amsterdam will probably guess which ones I talk about. The first bar we visited is literally a few minutes walk from Will's apartment. It opens at midday and is busy by 12:30 then closes about midnight. Just behind it is another bar. Yet more bars are a further five minutes away on a street called Warmoesstraat. Will led us into the first bar that opens early. It had subdued lighting but was in no way pitch black. As it was Saturday evening there were maybe 40 or so guys there drinking. The bar is not huge so it felt very busy. Will got us all some beers and we stood looking around. I could see several men looking at the four of us, and in particular Artur and I. After another beer, Will winked at Stefan and suggested they took Artur and I downstairs. Stefan grinned in reply and led us to the rear of the bar where I noticed a door way without a door. I followed Will down a very steep staircase that led to a basement. Now that was dark! It took several minutes for my eyes to adjust. In that time I could hear sex moaning and felt guys groping me as they walked past. My dick of course boned up in an instant. Will and Stefan clearly knew there way around as they didn't wait for their eyes to adjust. The basement is a maze. There are stalls all over and each one had cock or ass size glory holes. There is a very short twisting corridor that leads to a small dark room. On the other side of the basement was a sort of raised flat area where a guy was on his back getting fucked. At the other side there is a long urinal and a man was on his back letting men piss all over him. To get from one place to another you had to walk though very small passage ways which were probably designed so you had no choice but brush past other men. The basement was packed. (Will told me later that whatever number of guys was in the bar upstairs there were normally more than four times that number downstairs.) The atmosphere was filled with sexuality and the smell of sex and poppers everywhere. I ma sure the basement had a bigger floor space than the bar above. Will told me to take off my tea shirt and he would hold it. I did so and it was almost like an invite as within seconds men were touching my chest and nipples. One guy felt my pits and moaned when he felt them smooth. He starting pushing the other hands away and and said something in some language I didn't understand. He nodded to an empty stall and I looked at Will who grinned encouragement for me to go in with the guy. The guy led me into the stall and locked the door behind him. He turned on the stall light which blinded me for a second or two. The guy was about 30 and not bad looking. He unloosened my pants and pulled them to the floor around my ankles. I wasn't wearing undies so was naked. I saw his hands going towards my cock but he didn't touch it as I expected. Instead, he felt my balls and area above my cock which I keep smooth. He must have liked it smooth as he moaned something then got on his knees and kissed my balls. He licked them and then around the root of my cock and that part of my stomach where my pubes would have been. Whilst tonguing my crotch, I felt his hands heading to my ass. He groaned again when he felt it. His left hand pushed into my ass crack and his finger touched my ass hole. Now it was my turn to groan as he pushed his finger into me. As he did this he moved his mouth from my crotch onto my cock and proceeded to kiss then lick the entire shaft, concentrating more on the head. After a few minutes he stood up and pulled his pants and boxers down to his ankles in one quick movement. His uncut cock was about six inches in length, average thickness and he had heavy very low hanging balls. He had a tattoo on the lower part of his stomach, where his pubes would have been, had he not shaved. I was still standing so he had me bend over and he pulled my head onto his cock. It was a bit rank and I could smell stale piss and sweaty ball smell. He used my head to jack his cock. Within a few minutes my mouth had cleaned his cock and balls and I could no longer smell the stink. He turned me around and bent me over. I knew I was going to be fucked and wondered if he would wear a condom. He bent over himself and fished into his pants pockets, now around his ankles. I assumed he was looking for a condom. After standing up he then pushed some poppers against my face. He held them against my nose and made me inhale four long sniffs. I was flying. He fumbled about behind me, as if putting on a condom, I felt his cock head at my ass hole. I felt him pushing into me and I put my hand behind me to see if it was raw. He didn't like that and swiped my hand away. After more poppers he slid his entire length in me. It felt so good, even though he was nowhere as big as Will. I had no idea whether he was raw or wrapped. He fucked me for about five minutes talking the entire time. Whilst I couldn't understand what he said, I could tell it was dirty sex talk by the tone and the cock thrusts as he repeated phrases. Without any warning, he pulled out of my ass all of sudden, and got himself dressed. He left left me standing naked, pants around my ankles. As I started pulling up my pants, Will came into the stall and closed the door. He said he had watched the entire time though the glory hole and as the light had been on in the stall he had seen everything. I said I wasn't sure if the guy had wrapped or was raw. Will chucked and said “believe me it was raw, I saw it, the only thing I don't know is whether he he shot in you”. Will put his hand against my ass and when he opened me with his finger a big dollop of seed dropped out onto his hand. Will said “some guys don't tell you that they are fucking raw and they are able to shoot without the bottom knowing. That's exactly what that guy has just done to you”. Will unloosened and dropped his pants with one hand and smeared the guy's cum onto his cock. He told me to bend over. As he entered me, Will put his hand against my mouth and told to clean the guy's seed off his fingers. The combination of tasting the seed, feeling Will fill me up, as well as the experience with the guy a few minutes earlier was amazing and I couldn't help but shoot all over the stall floor. Will hammered me guys. He told me to lick my seed off the floor. I was grossed out by the thought because the floor appeared filthy and fuck knows what was on it. As Will fucked me, I did as he asked and licked up my load from the floor. Even though it was gross somehow it was also a turn on. I didn't know why that was the case. I thought what have I become? My mind went back to my former girl friend and straight friends wondering what they would think of me doing this. Will fucked me and said the guy's seed felt so good as he hammered it into my ass walls. After a bit he withdrew from my ass without breeding me. We pulled up our pants and left the stall to see if we could find Stefan and Artur. I will tell you soon guys what happened later in the basement and the other bars we went to that night. Hope you're enjoying this blog.

Part 2 When Joey turn me over I'm looking into his eyes with such lust and a hard on that I have never had before. As Joey puts sun screen on my chess he is working over my nipples and right as he is to get my the thong area Sam calls for me. Lenny & Sam want to now have a talk with me , they say all the test came back clean and ask if I want to become part of there family, I look out the window and see Joey and how hard my dick is and say yes. Becoming part of this family will not be easy they say and it's a lot of training and getting my body right for the parties they run. To make it easier for me they have already been giving me small amounts of GBH, witch I did not know at the time. The words they are going in one ear and out the other as all I see is Joey and how hard my dick is. They call Joey in and tell him to get me ready. Joey takes me to a room that all medical and starts to clean my hole out as he says they like clean holes to covert. All this is new to me but I'm up for any thing they say now. It takes about 3 hours till my hole is crystal clear. Joey starts to finger my a hole with a special lube and says it will burn a little but it will help and Joey is very right it burns.

Chapter III. The music picked up and the few guys standing around wearing clothes started to disrobe, jerking off to the live sex show unfolding before them. Brad was still dressed, and knelt down to my boy’s ass. He spread my boy’s cheeks and sunk in two fingers. My boy’s hole opened up to accept those fingers. Seed started to burble up onto Brad’s fingers. He held them up to my mouth and I sucked them clean. My boy moaned and started fingering his own asshole. “You ever seen this much cum leaking out of his hole before?” I shook my head. “I bet all the tops’ cocks are going to be filthy cummy messes when they pull out of him. How does that make you feel?” “Hot as fuck…” I gasped out seeing stranger’s cum, at least some of it POZ, trailing down my boy’s thighs. Brad stood up and summoned two guys to come forward. I recognized one of them as they bartender who had made our drinks earlier. I thought I was seeing double and then realized that they were twins. They held hands as they walked forward. One of them grabbed my boy’s hips and pulled his black boxer briefs down as a huge dick plopped out. The other guy approached my boy’s mouth and gagged him with his cock. Choking on one dick, the twin’s brother entered my boy and started jackhammering his pussy. I could see white frothy cum being forced out of my boy’s ass and around the base of his dick. He didn’t last long and pulled out, blowing his load on my boy’s ass, then working his seed in as deeply as it would go with some hardcore thrusts.. His brother flipped my boy over and sunk his bare dick into the hole that his twin had just bred. The first twin smacked his cummy dick across my face and nodded to Brad, who had lost his shirt by this time, revealing a tattoo peeking out of his pants on his hip. I shuddered to think it might be a biohazard symbol. Brad guided that cummy dick into my mouth for me to clean off. I wrapped my hands around to his ass and was surprised to find it leaking cum too; I had figured that this alpha stud would have been a top. I sucked my finger clean of some stranger’s cum and the guy leaned down. “My brother and I share everything, even Brad’s dirty cum!” He kissed me and then pushed away and disappeared as I took in the suggestion that Brad was POZ. The other twin took his time, but I knew he was close as he picked up the pace. He didn’t pull out to cum, nor did he go balls deep, pulling out so just the head of his cock was in my boy’s hole. I watched as his balls contracted, spewing seed inside my boy. He pulled out and nodded to Brad, who guided his cummy cock into my mouth, which I dutifully cleaned, swallowing every drop of the mix of several dudes’ cum. Brad smiled in approval as I fingered the other brother’s cummy hole too. With my chin dripping cum, Brad stood me up and pulled my shorts down, leaving me just in my jockstrap. He summoned George who bent me over on the sofa, next to my boy, who was, by this time, taking another raw cock. George started eating my ass as he held my hands behind my back. I turned my head just as the guy fucking my boy started to cum, shooting his cum deep inside. George pulled off of my ass and sucked a mouthful of cum from my boy’s pussy, spitting it into my own hole. Another guy started fucking my boy as George slapped my bare ass with his cock. He put all of his body weight on me, pressing me into the cushions and hissing into my ear. “Here’s what’s gonna happen. I’m gonna breed you, like I bred your boy. You’re gonna take my gift, then Brad’s gonna breed you both. Think you can handle that?” I nodded in approval, letting go of control. George released my hands, and they immediately started spreading my cheeks wide, preparing to take his cock, and his ‘gift’. To be continued…

Hi it's Will again Having just read Jake's blog from yesterday, I thought I would add my own version. I find it hard to go more than a few days of not fucking a new ass or seeing a cock fuck my boyfriends, so the weeks when work was manic left me more frustrated than I have ever been. Jake got his ass well and truly hammered during that time. I took my sexual frustration out on poor Jake's ass, fucking him with ruthless, hard, deep penetrating breeding fucks. I once took a cock my size so I know how difficult it is, but Jake took it without any complaint. But, afterwards I could see he was sore especially when I went in for the second fuck to push my first nut load deeper and into his ass walls. He said I talked disgusting when breeding him and he was not wrong! You can imagine what I was saying. Once Jake agreed to live with me, I phoned Stefan and told him. He immediately booked a flight for him and Artur. Stefan had very similar interests to me and we had shared many a good time over the years. Artur was his new boyfriend of only four weeks. Stefan explained that before they met, Artur had only been fucked three times, but never bareback. Stefan quickly changed that, having seeded Artur multiple times in the four weeks. Stefan told me that Artur was still scared of bareback and so far he hadn't shared his ass with other breeders. Both Stefan and I were so excited by the idea of breeding each other's boyfriends and seeing Artur begin his journey with multiple raw cocks and seed. I had seen Artur's photos so I had an idea what he looked like but when he walked into the apartment I knew in a instant I wanted my cock and seed in his ass. Stefan had already told me that when they unpacked he would ensure that they would only wear shorts when rejoining us. He thought it would kick the event off. It did that. I could see Jake staring at Stefan's cock and I looked forward to seeing the heavy PA disappearing in him. Stefan hadn't told Artur that he was going to share his ass and I would be breeding it. Jake didn't understand the German, so had no idea that it took some encouragement from Stefan to get Artur started. Eventually he agreed and that was when I asked Jake to kiss Artur. When Artur took off his shorts I thought fuck he is as beautiful as Jake. Artur has smooth olive skin (I was told he was quarter Cypriot) and like Jake he is slim. He would make any breeding top bone in one second flat. After an absence of almost five weeks of seeing someone breed Jake, I was so turned on to see a raw cock enter him. The fact that it was my one of my raunchiest friend's cock was even hotter. Seeing the PA disappear into Jake was so good to see, what a turn on. The expression on Jake's face was fucking beautiful as he took another raw cock and knew he would soon take yet another guy's seed Once Stefan was on the way to getting balls deep in Jake, I made my way over to take Artur. I couldn't wait to get in him, fuck him raw and deeper than he had ever had, then to finally shoot my seed into his guts. I approached Artur looking into his eyes. I got behind him and thought fuck what an ass. Like Jake's it was small, round and firm. I slid my cock between the cheeks smearing my pre-seed against the ass hole to get it ready. Guys it felt amazing on my cock. I put the head against Artur's ass ring and starting the push. Despite taking Stefan's thick cock for four weeks, he was extremely tight and it took some pressure to get in. I pushed and the head slowly went in. I held still to give Artur a chance to get used to it. Slowly I pushed in further and fuck did it feel good wrapped around my meat. I couldn't at first bottom out as with only about 8inches in him I had reach Artur's limit. I then started gently fucking him, sliding my cock almost out then back in. Each time I got in, I pushed further and further. Like Jake said, Stefan and I swapped asses, as we love to mix the juices up. After a bit we swapped again and I re-entered Artur. Stefan and I started talking dirty in German and suddenly he said in English that he was close to shooting in Jake's ass. I looked at him and nodded to do it. It took no further encouragement and Stefan yelled in English “take it” as he shot in Jake. By the time I was ready, I was fucking Artur so hard and deep. After seeing and hearing Stefan breed Jake, I slammed my cock into Artur and shouted I was unloading in him. My cock throbbed as I felt my seed shooting into Artur, only the second guy's seed he had taken. It was so much fun to later see Artur and Jake fuck each other in our juices, but I won't say more as Jake pretty much described what happened.

After that first weekend, Will got very busy with work. He told me that the project he was working on had encountered a problem and it meant he would have to spend lots more time to finish it than he expected. He said he had to go back to the Netherlands in five weeks as his business there needed him. This meant he ended up spending almost 12 hours a day at work. I was sick in the pit of my stomach at the thought that I'd not not see Will again after that time. I had fallen for him big time. Not only would I miss Will himself, but I would miss the way he made me feel when he hammered his huge raw cock into me followed by what he called his seed. I dreaded the day he would leave me empty, in all senses of the word. Over the next few weeks I obsessed about him leaving, but I never told Will how I felt in case he thought I was just a weak small boy. Will was so busy that we never went out to any bars or clubs and none of his friends came to visit again. I loved having himself all to myself. During this time I not only worried about what I would do when he left but I was also freaking in my head about having taken Will's raw cock and seed so many times and that of Alan and Mike's as well as so many other men that night in the fuck club. When Will fucked me he talking disgustingly about how they had all bred me and how much it turned him on. He hammered my ass so hard when he talked about it. I knew it was the thing that turned him on but I was conflicted by how it made me feel, the risks, and what it said about my relationship with Will. The dreaded week came so quickly when Will was to leave. Two days before his departure he stunned me into silence by suddenly asking me to live with him in Amsterdam. Although I was silent, whilst Will stared at me, I realised that there was only ever going to be one reply. I said yes, I would love to live with him if he really meant it. Will took me there and then and we had the most passionate sex yet. I think that was maybe the first time Will truly made love to me as opposed to just breeding me. The next day was frantic as I needed to get a passport and I ended up waiting in a queue for hours to get an emergency issue one. I lived with my older brother who was never interested in me or what I got up to so I knew I would not be missed. I visited his place, my former home of five years, packed up my things and left a note to say I had gone to live in Amsterdam. We flew to Amsterdam, flying another new experience that Will had introduced me to. His apartment was amazing and I realised then that Will was not short of a dollar, or in his case, a Euro or two. Will showed me around Amsterdam and I loved the city. It was seedy and beautiful all at the same time. I had never been to another country so that in itself was amazing. For the first few nights when Will fucked me, he became increasingly descriptive about needing to see me take another guy's raw cock and seed. On the Thursday night he said that two friends of his were popping over from Berlin to meet me. They were to stay three nights over the weekend and they would sleep in one of the spare bedrooms. Will said that Stefan was a old friend of his who, as he put it, had done a lot together. I knew he meant sex, although he didn't say that. Will said he had not met Stefan's new boyfriend although he had seen photos. Stefan's boy friend was called Artur. Although Stefan could speak German and English, Artur could only speak German. About lunch time on Friday, Stefan and Artur arrived. Will got up to let them into the apartment whilst I waited in the lounge feeing nervous. I suspected that Stefan and Artur were only visiting to fuck me and knowing Will's interests, they would be breeding me. A moment later Will led Stefan and Artur into the lounge. Stefan was 41 maybe 6'.1 and looked in good shape. Although his jeans were not that tight I could see the shape of a long cock going down the front of the left pants leg. It was obvious he wasn't wearing undies and he had a big cock. I was surprised with Artur as I expected another older guy but as it turned out he was only 19, about 5.7 in height and very slim. He looked far younger than the way I felt I looked. I could see Will looking him over and then I noticed Stefan doing the same with me. Will introduced us all and Stefan came over and give me what I thought was going to be a European greeting kiss. Instead he grabbed me and kissed me on the lips pushing his tongue into my mouth. His left hand was on the back of my head holding me against him and he put his right hand down the back of my pants and felt my ass. His fingers went to my ass hole and then one pushed into me. At the same time I could feel his cock stiffen against me. When I looked up I could see Will doing something similar to Artur. Seeing Will do this I was torn. On the one hand I felt a bit of jealousy but on the other I was turned on. The moment passed and Will suggested they unpack and get relaxed. It was clear that Stefan knew his way around the apartment as he led Artur to the bigger of the spare bedrooms. Whilst they sorted themselves out, Will got some drinks and snacks ready and he came over to me and kissed me deeply. He said he couldn't wait to see me take Stefan's raw cock and seed and wanted me to watch as he bred Artur. He said he'd done this in the past with previous boyfriends of his and Stefan. Maybe 15 minutes later Stefan and Artur joined us. They had both changed and were only wearing shorts. Stefan was in good shape and he had a lovely firm chest and a trail of chest hair down to his shorts. Like Will, he was a Man's man. I could see the head of his cock hanging below the shorts. I couldn't take my eyes away from it. Artur had a slim smooth body, just like mine although he was taller than me. I couldn't tell if he had big cock or a hot ass. The conversation was difficult as I could only speak English and Artur could only speak German. Even though no one had mentioned sex, there was a sexual excitement in the air. Will said to me that he wanted Artur and I to kiss and have some fun whilst he and Stefan watched. Stefan presumably said the same thing in German as Artur looked at me and came over to where I was sitting. We both started kissing each and I felt myself bone up in a second. Artur was obviously more experienced than I and I could sense him leading me. He took his shorts off and I saw his cock for the first time. It was rock solid and maybe 5 inches uncut. He had shaved his pubes and pits and when I felt his ass it was a firm little bubble like mine. Between us, Artur and I took my clothes off and we stood kissing and grinding our boned cocks against each other. I looked over and noticed that Will and Stefan were now naked, boned solid and slowly stroking as they enjoyed the show. As you know Will is 10inches uncut and maybe 7inches round. His cock leaks like a faucet and it has bulging veins when he is boned. Artur's cock looked delicious. He was maybe 8.5 or 9 inches but very fat, much thicker than a beer can. He had the most enormous nuts I had ever seen up to that point. There was a metal silver ring around the balls and cock. His cock had a thick silver ring through the head. Will told me later they were called PA's Will told me to suck Artur's cock and something was said in German. I got down and licked the head of his cock. He moaned and I took him all in my mouth until I could feel his smooth balls on my chin. I moved back and forwards and at the same time Artur began thrusting into my mouth. We lay on the floor and 69'd each other, sucking our cocks at the same time. All the time I could hear encouragement in English and hear German spoken. Stefan passed some poppers and told us both to sniff deeply. As ever with poppers it makes me wild and it did the same to Artur. Will told me to put my head though Artur's legs and lick and eat his ass hole. He said to get it wet enough for cock. Artur did the same to me and we ate each others asses for what seemed like ages. Apart from the younger guy in the fuck club, Artur was the youngest I had sex with. It was good but no where as hot as with Will. Will told me to get on my knees and kiss Artur who also got on his knees. Will told us both to sniff as much poppers in us as we could take. I was flying and kissing Artur when all of a sudden I felt something against the crack of my ass. It was Stefan's cock. He leaned over my back and whispered into my ears that he was going to breed me. Somehow in a German accent it sounded exciting and dirty. I was still flying on the popper rush when I felt Stefan's finger push some lube into me. In no time I felt his fat raw cock head at my ass. He grabbed my waist and slowly pushed in. He was obviously savouring the look and feel of entering me as he went so very slow. I am used to Will's huge cock but I still gasped with the pain and pleasure of such a fat cock. I saw movement from the left and it was Will heading towards Artur. He got behind him and slid his dripping cock against Artur's ass. Will has a look that comes over his face when he's about to breed ass. It's hard to describe other than say its a look of determination. As I moaned from the intrusion of Stefan's cock, Artur suddenly kissed me differently and I knew that Will had started to enter him. Stefan and Will started fucking us both. They spoke in German the entire time but I did hear them say breed and my name in the quick sucession. They started getting faster and faster until all four of us were yelling with pleasure. After maybe 5 or 10 minutes something was said in German and both Will and Stefan pulled out. They got up and swapped positions. Will said in English that we was going to fuck Artur's ass juices into my ass with his cock and Stefan would do the same to Artur. Will slid into me from behind and whilst I was kissing Artur I could see that Stefan started fucking him. This went on for a bit then more German was spoken. Stefan and Will again swapped. I again heard the word breed and my name. Stefan said in English that he was so close and get ready for his seed. I could feel the pace of his fucking increase and he got faster and faster. All of a sudden he pushed in deep, held still, and yelled take it as I felt his already fat cock swell as he shot his seed into me. I looked up at Will and his face was like the lust of an animal as he watched and heard what Stefan was doing to me. He yelled to Artur that he was coming too and I felt Artur push against me as he tried to support himself against Will's thrusting. After a few minutes Will and Stefan pulled out of us. They said in English and then presumably the same thing in German that they wanted to see Artur and I fucked each other in their seed. Artur got up quickly and it was clear he wanted to go first. He had me sit on the edge of the sofa and he held my legs up over his shoulders. He slid in me whilst Will and Stefan sat on the floor either side of us, their faces maybe only six inches from Artur's raw cock and my ass. They spoke in German and even I could tell them were encourgaing Artur to shoot in me. Will passed us both a bottle of poppers and has us sniff them deep. Artur started yelling something in German and he shot into my ass. Without any rest Stefan pulled up Artur and moved him onto the sofa so he duplicated the position I had just been in. Stefan then guided my raw cock into Artur's ass until I was balls deep in his boyfriend. It was only the second time I had ever topped and boy did it feel good on my cock. Artur's ass was tiny and he gripped and milked my cock. I could feel Will's seed smooth the way. I fucked for maybe 3 or 4 minutes and then felt the tightness of my nuts increase and I knew I was about to shoot. Will can tell when I am getting close and in hushed almost whispered tone he told me to breed Artur. His and Stefan's face were almost licking distance from my cock hammering Artur's ass. I could no longer hold off and I shot volley after volley of seed into him. I fell on top of Artur as I tried to get my breath back. It finished with a four way kiss and Stefan and Will telling us how good Artur and I had been. The weekend was wild guys, not only did we fuck in all sorts of combinations but Will and Stefan took us to a bareback party saying that Artur and I would be the prime attraction. I will tell you more about what happened another time. Are you guys enjoying me telling you what happend? Let me know. It will encourage me to tell you more

Hi it's Will After reading Jake's blog, I thought I would add something with his permission. This is because he has not been kind when describing himself. Jake is a bit embarrassed by his height. He says that he is 5.5 but that is a wrong. He is actually just short of 5.0. He has the most lovely blonde hair and beautiful, fuck and breed me now, deep brown eyes. He is very slim and smooth. At the time we met he had hair above his cock and pit hair, but being blonde, it did not stand out. I say at the time, because after our first weekend together he has kept his crotch and pits smooth. When he walked into the bar the night we met, I boned up instantly just seeing him cross the floor to the bar counter. I knew I had to breed him, within the next few hours. (Honestly guys which breeder wouldn't want in him.) I could see how nervous he was and if I was lucky, he'd be a bareback newbie. After he finished his drink so quickly, I saw an opening and made my move. What a surprise to find he'd never been fucked, something I intended to change within hours. Jake described the next few hours accurately, but I thought I'd put my spin on things. After getting him into the bedroom it took a lot longer than Jake indicates to get him relaxed and a lot longer to take my dick, especially when I wanted it in him raw. I had a three day nut load of seed and there was only one place that was going and that was inside Jake's ass! After I took his clothes off, I almost shot there and then and would have done so without self-control. Jake's body was and still is amazing. He was standing there naked. His waist is so slim and tight and his chest is skinny. He has a big 7inch cut cock, so its huge for his body size. His ass needs to be seen to be believed. It is small, but at the same time round and firm. I knew I had my work cut out to breed it, but that I was going to do. He took some convincing and lots of cock/ass teasing, but I know how to to get into any ass raw. As Jake says, I had him all over the bed and he did relax eventually. I teased his ass a lot with my dick, but Jake under estimated how long it took before I got in him. Once I did my cock was in heaven. His ass was vice tight and I had to be a lot more gentle that I am used to. I fucked him for ages, my cock hammering his ass walls with my pre seed. I slowly ground my dick into every part of his ass, alternating from slow to increasingly harder and deeper thrusts. Jake began begging for my seed. I knew I couldn't last any longer and felt the usual tightness of my nuts indicating that I was seconds away. I shoved in as far as Jake could take and pumped volley after volley of seed into him. It seemed endless. After laying in top of Jake for a bit whilst kissing, I turned him onto his stomach so my seed would stay put. I might add my spin on the foursome and the fuck club later if Jake allows it. Tot weerziens

For the rest of the evening, we ate for a bit then chatted about ourselves. Will was the first person who had ever been interested in me. He listened to what I liked and thought. He told me how good looking I was, what a great little body I had and how hot my small tight ass felt on his cock when he was fucking me. I'd never had anyone compliment me like that so I enjoyed it enormously. Gradually, Will turned the conversation to sex. He explained that although he was top he did occasionally get fucked, or as he said, “get bred”. I'd never heard that expression before and asked him about it. He said it was when when a guy shot his seed in another guy's ass. “Seed”, another new term he started using to describe cum. In fact from then on he has always used it. He told me that he would always breed me with his seed as it was the only way to be really intimate and close. In my head I was so pleased he had said “always” as it sounded like he was planning we would be together a long time. I hoped so because I had never felt so attracted to anyone before. Will talked at length about how he loved breeding his previous boyfriends asses, but he was especially into seeing other men breed them. He said that now I was his boyfriend he'd want to see lots of men breed me so he could then fuck me in their seed. I couldn't understand why he got off on that, but was over the moon that he had said we were boyfriends. I knew there and then I'd do whatever he wanted as I was falling for him. Amazing to think that we met on Tuesday and it was now only Friday evening. I had never felt the same intensity for my girl friend. Will was boned solid as he was telling me all this and finally he told me “to kiss his 10” seeder cock”. I got on my knees and my mouth made love to his cock. I kissed it passionately as if it was his mouth. My lips went up and down the full length of him and I swallowed every drop of his pre seed. Will told me to move to his balls and kiss them and to know they contained the seed that he was going to breed into my ass shortly. He said to tell him how much I wanted that. I replied saying I wanted it so bad and would never get enough of his cock or seed. He looked intensely into my eyes, a look I couldn't and didn't want to pull away from and he said he wanted to breed me so much. Will was sitting on the sofa and he told me to sit on his cock facing him. I slid down on his cock whilst we passionately kissed. I had never taken him that way and boy did it feel good. It was as if his cock was even longer. You know guys I'm not tall (5.5) and very slim (27” waist) so imagine what it was like to take a thick 10” cock fully inside me in that position. It must have been half way inside my torso. Will put his hands under my ass and lifted me up and down the full length of his cock. I realised he was using my whole body to jack his cock. Will stopped kissing and whispered into my ear that he could feel his pre seed flowing into my ass which his cock was grinding into my ass walls and deep into my guts. I could only moan as by that point, I was lost not just in the physical sensations but the whole mental thing of what Will was doing to me. Will asked me if I would go to a club tomorrow night that he knew, where lots of men would breed me. He said it would turn him on big style. He stared into my eyes as he lifted me up and down on his cock. By that time, I had no thoughts other than the immediate feeling of his cock in my ass, the whole sensation of being used to jack his cock off, the fact he was my boyfriend and how much I wanted him to seed me. In those circumstances my only reply was, of course yes, I'd love to go to the club with you. Will pulled me firmly down on to his cock and immediately shot his seed, the deepest I think I ever took it up to that point. When I knew he was cumming, I shot too, all over Will's chin. I will fast forward the rest of Friday night and most of the day part of Saturday. I am sure you guys want to hear about the club. After a 15 minute cab ride we pulled up outside this dark building on a quiet, non residential street. I had been nervous all day and by now I was trembling. Will tried to reassure me as best he could during the cab ride but he couldn't say much as the driver would have heard. There were no signs to indicate a club or bar but will pressed a button and I heard a buzz as an electronic lock opened. We entered a small entrance room where a guy sat behind a desk. The desk guy looked at me and said I looked too young to get in. Will assured him I was 18 and he passed over my ID. Desk guy studied it closely and looked at me to check the photo. After a minute he looked at Will and said, “fuck the guys are going to enjoy doing him tonight”. Will winked and handed over the entrance money. We walked through to a locker room where we took all our clothes off, except for shoes. I was very apprehensive at this point but trusted Will that it would all be good. Will led me through a corridor and into what was the bar part of the club. It was almost pitch black but after a few minutes my eyes did adjust. I couldn't believe what I saw. There were maybe a 100 men all standing around naked. Some with boners, some not. Some guys were in their late 20s but most were 30s 40s and older. One or two of the guys had hot bodies but most guys were average and some guys had big bellies. I then noticed that some guys were having sex. There was sucking and fucking going on and one guy was leaning over the actual drinks bar, having a drink, whilst another guy was fucking him. I was amazed that this sort of thing went on. Will got us some beers which we drank whilst checking out the guys. I noticed that most of the guys were looking at me, many of them stroking their cocks as they did so. I pointed it out to Will and he said they all wanted to fuck me. I was grossed at that, as so many of them were unattractive. Will just winked and smiled saying that by the end of the night I'd probably have let them all fuck me. He said he'd like to watch each of them breed me. I thought no way. Just then a guy appeared from a passage way, saw us and approached Will greeting him by saying I knew you'd be here, you pig. I looked at the guy who was called Rob and noticed he was boned solid. He had a hot body and his cock was maybe 7”cut. Will introduced me as his boyfriend. Rob never took his eyes off me and I could tell he liked me. He told Will he'd just barebacked an ass through a glory hole seconds ago but hadn't shot, which was difficult because he had a seven day load in his balls. Will told me to suck Rob's cock and taste the ass juices. I was reluctant to do it as so many guys were looking and the fact the Rob's cock had just been in an ass and I didn't know what that guy was like. Will saw my hesitation and said he'd love to see me suck Rob. As ever, I wanted to please Will, so I bent over and quickly smelled Rob's cock. It didn't smell bad, in fact it smelled great, so I licked the head then took him into my mouth. As will Alan's cock on the previous night, once I took Rob's cock in my mouth I sort of lost control and went for it. I had all sorts of thoughts thinking about who the guy was whose ass juices I was tasting, then I realised I liked it. Rob moved around to my ass and started rubbing his cock into my ass crack. Will had already lubed me up before we arrived, saying it would be the only lube I would need as guy's seed would keep me ready. I could feel Rob's raw cock head at my ass hole and he started to push into me. I couldn't believe what was happening, especially in front of so many men. Will fed me some poppers which helped and Rob slid all the way into me. Will said Rob and I looked so awesome together. Rob started raw fucking me and as a result several guys moved closer to watch. Rob told Will how good my ass felt. Will kissed and supported me whilst Rob thrust into my ass. He fucked me for maybe five minutes then screamed he was unloading his seed into me. He shook for what seemed ages, held in me, then slowly pulled out. Will whispered how proud he was of me. He then said to Rob that it was unusual for him to shoot so early in the night. Rob replied that he hadn't planned to breed me so early but couldn't help himself. He wanted to do me before anyone else got the chance. Will turned me around and quickly slid deep in me. Rob said “yeah Will fuck my seed deeper into his guts”. Will fucked for a minute or so then again turned me around so I could suck Rob's seed off his cock. It tasted so good covered in seed. Whilst I was bent over, I felt another cock push into my ass. I tried to pull back to see who it was but Will kept me on his cock. The guy didn't last long before shooting another load of seed into me. He pulled out and by the time Will released my mouth from his cock, he was gone when I turned around. I was overwhelmed by the fact some guy had shot in me and I never knew what he looked like. Will then again slid into my ass and groaned when he felt how wet I was. A minute or so later he pulled out, again had me lick the seed off his cock, then kissed me. I asked Will what the guy looked liked and he replied saying its more fun not knowing. After some more beers,Will said he'd show me the rest of the club. I followed him down the passage that I'd seen Rob emerge from. It led to an even darker room. There were stalls all over the place and I could see that they had dull lights in each stall. I found out later you could turn off the lights. Will walked me around and men were looking with a sort of hungry look. Most of the men in this room had boners. Will said we should go into a stall. When I got in I could see that there were holes in the walls. He said they were known as Glory Holes and men would push their cocks through. The stall that we entered had a large ass size hole and Will told me to put my ass into it. He left the light on in our stall and the door open. Men were walking past and looking at me with my ass in the hole. After a minute of so, I heard the door close on the adjoining door. Next thing I felt a finger then a cock against my ass. The cock started pushing into me and Will said he could tell by my facial expression that a cock was entering my ass. On the one hand I was repulsed by not knowing who was fucking me or whether it was wrapped or raw. I was thinking it might have been one of the ugly men. On the other hand it was exciting. Will said that the guy would know who he was fucking as he had probably walked past and seen me. The cock would fuck into me then almost pull out, then all of a sudden I heard a yell from the other side and the cock held still, presumably as he shot. The cock pulled out and just as quickly, I heard the door open. Not a second later the door closed again and in no time I felt another cock slide into me. Like before the guy shot in me and left. I asked Will if he thought they were wrapped. He replied that he didn't know but if they were raw I'd soon be feeling seed running down my legs. Another two men fucked me before I needed to stand up as my back was aching. Will felt my ass hole and said it was dripping with seed. He proceeded to fuck me himself and when he withdrew, I felt the seed running down my legs. Will said he was proud of me. We then walked around some more. Will told me to go into a room that had some sort of curtain at the door. He said he would wait for me to come out. I pulled back the curtain and it let a bit of light in as I entered. Almost immediately hands were all over me. (Will told me later that men hung by the curtain to see who was coming in as once the curtain fell back, it literally was pitch black.) Hands pulled me deeper into the room and I sensed dozens of men. Hands were everywhere, as were cocks. Men felt up my body and when they felt I was slim they didn't leave go. Men had me bent over sucking countless cocks and at the same time more cocks were shoved in my ass. When one guy pulled out another guy immediately entered my ass. I was pulled from one man to another. After a bit I felt like I'd better get back to Will. It was very difficult to untangle myself from the men as they had me in the furthest corner from where I thought the curtain was. Eventually, I managed to get to the curtain and find Will waiting. He said I had been in for 40 minutes. He asked me how many cocks had I sucked and how many had fucked and bred me. I said I had no idea, to which he replied that would be about right. He slid into my ass saying it felt beautiful and so wet with seed. Will said he had found a guy he wanted a 3some with and we were to go into a larger private room he had paid for. When I got there the guy was waiting. I say guy but he was maybe a year older than me. He too was slim and he had shaved his nut and pit hair. We introduced ourselves and Will told us to kneel on the low bed next to each other. He said he was to fuck us both and slide from ass to ass. The guy wanted a condom, to which Will refused. He said if he wanted fucked he took it raw only. Will slid into me and I saw the guys eyes look and knew he wanted it bad. He told Will to fuck him and he could go raw. I will shorten the story but Will fucked us both, the seed from my ass was transferred to the other ass via Will's dick. Will then had me stand up and he guided my cock into the guy's ass. It took all my strength not to shoot immediately as I'd never fucked a guy before. I rammed in for maybe 3 minutes then lost all control and shot a wad of seed into the guy. When I pulled out, Will slid straight in and after 5 minutes or so he too unloaded deep in the ass. Will then had me eat the seed out the ass and kiss the guy with it. It was amazing. We stayed another two hours and the same sort of scenes repeated again and again. I don't have any clue how many men I had sex with and how many bred me but it was a lot.

David is an 18 year old boy that my buddy Steve introduced me to. The first time I met David he was a little bashful and shy but Steve assured me that the kid would be up for some adventure. The three of us hung out for a couple of hours ... and when I drove David home, he pointed out where I should pick him up that night. It turns out that he was going to climb through his bedroom window because his parents were .... well you get the picture. That first night I took David to an after hours house party. I paraded him around for an hour or so and then took his young boy ass to one of the bedrooms. With a little coaxing I got him to strip out of his tee shirt, loosen his shorts and pull out his seriously large cock for a couple other guys to see. Without much more effort David ended up on his knees sucking cock for most of that night. I watched him gulp down 5 loads of cum but there were probably twice that many or more ... honesty I was kinda preoccupied for most of the evening getting fucked. Turns out he got fucked several times that night too. It was when I took David to the SAWMILL campground that I knew he had become a complete and total slut. By now I'd fucked him a bunch of time and had even taken him to a sex party but David at the Sawmill campground was better than a kid (which he was) in a candy story (which it was). We got there early Friday evening and he stuck pretty close but by Saturday mid morning he was completely at ease and pretty much running around on his own without much drama. By that afternoon he had vanished which I guess should have had me a little worried (but honesty it didn't - LOL). There were dozens of trailers, motor homes, cabins, tents and trails leading from place to place. I figured David knew exactly were to find me if he need or wanted anything - plus I was having a great time just hangin out at the pool. Late Saturday evening I found him again - It looked like he had been cruzing the bathroom at the pool area. David was gettin fucked by two guys in the shower area who were NOT taking no for an answer. They had him pushed up against a half wall that separated the shower area from the "hallway" and were pounding him hard enough that about the only thing he could do was just hang onto the wall itself. It was fucking HOT as hell. When I walked up it was clear David and I knew each other and I remember one of the guys was like "dude, do you know who this kid belongs to?" Apparently one of their friends had grabbed onto David earlier that day and had been keeping him spun up on G and X while they fucked him. When they invited me back to their cabin I realized David didn't even have any clothing ... they had just walked him over to the shower naked so he could clean up some. Later that night ... aka early early Sunday morning before it started getting light again we all headed out to "the trails." This time David had on some clothing (although not his) however by the time we were in the woods he was completely naked again. Now "the trails" at the Sawmill are just that ... a series of trails that just kind of loop around to each other with little areas tucked away here and there for guys to hook up in. We took David to the end of one of the little areas and basically spread him out on a bench where he started to get fucked again and again and again. In addition to the 4 guys from the cabin and myself ... I watched no fewer that 10 different guys fuck his once tight boy hole. David was probably fucked 20 or more times that weekend and Id bet he took enuf cum to fill a quart jar!

It's hard to believe that it is now 2015 and it has been two years since I moved to Amsterdam to live with Will after knowing him for only six weeks. We live in an apartment bang in the Centrum part of the city, just five minutes walk from the leather bars. I am now 20, he is 38 and I remember the night we met and the next few weeks like it was only yesterday. A few days after turning 18, I had an argument with my girl friend and we split up. I'd always known I liked men, so plucked up the courage to go to a gay bar. (As it turns out it's a well known bar for men into raunchy scenes, but I didn't know that at the time.) I stood outside for what seemed like hours, trying to get the courage to go in, but in reality it was only about 30 minutes. In that time, I counted 14 men who went in to the bar. After going through the doors, I quickly scanned the room and went straight to the bar. I felt like all the eyes were on me as I ordered a coke. I stood shaking on the inside and drank the coke in about 60 seconds. I had just finished the coke when someone behind me asked if I wanted another. I turned to decline the offer, but a stud of man was behind me and without knowing I would, I ended up saying “Yes, thanks.” He asked if it was my first time as I looked very nervous. I replied that it was my first time so he suggested that we go to the corner with our drinks and chat where I would feel more comfortable. He introduced himself as 'Will'. "Hi, Will. I'm Jake," I replied. Will explained that he was from Holland staying in a friend's house whilst doing some work. I could hardly look at Will because he was so stunning and had an aura of masculine sexuality. He was tall, dark, handsome and he had what looked like a rock hard body. I am, 5' 5", have a 27 inch waist, and have short dark blonde hair. In contrast to my slight build, I thought Will to be a man's man, and I was in heat. I noticed Will checking over my body and he turned the conversation to sex. He asked if I'd had sex with a man. "No, I haven't. I've just broken up with my girlfriend," I replied. "I'd love to have fun with you, and I know you won't be disappointed," was Will's reply. I hesitated replying and the next thing I knew, Will grabbed my hand and put it on his crotch. I nearly shot there and then as I could feel a massive long hard cock. It felt like it must be at least nine inches. I looked at Will looking for words, but he knew just what to say: "I can see you like what I have for you." With that my hesitation disappeared in a second. "You wanna drop by my place for some fun?" Will asked. Naturally I agreed. During the cab ride back to Will's place, he had his hand on my leg and kept mine on his crotch and we were both boned the entire ride. When we got to his place he made drinks for us and he put on a porn DVD, which depicted two guys, one, the bottom, who was about my age, as he was getting fucked bareback by an older guy. The top eventually shot all over the bottom's ass before sliding back in. "We'll be more comfortable if we strip," Will suggested. I was trembling so bad I could hardly get my pants off, but not to worry. Will helped me. My cock was rock solid and popped against my belly as he pulled down my boxers. I knew Will was big, but when he pulled down his pants, I was stunned by how big he was. His cock was not only long but so thick. He was also uncut, had pulsing fat veins running down his entire cock shaft and he had massive low hanging balls. (I later found out his cock measured ten inches when hard, and about seven inches thick.) He smiled broadly, and suggested I have a feel. It was absolutely amazing, especially because there was a constant drool of pre cum hanging from the head. Will told me to sit on the edge of the bed so my face was level with his cock. He then put his hand behind my head and gently pulled me towards his cock, telling me to kiss it. I didn't need any more urging. Then he said for me to lick the head and taste the pre cum. Although I was still trembling, maybe even more than earlier, I did so and tasted him for the first time. Will bent over and kissed me, our lips covered in his pre cum. It was salty and so exciting to taste. "You like the taste?" he asked. "Yeah, it's great," I replied. "Good, you'll soon enjoy my pre cum lubing-up your ass," Will remarked. "No way, Will. Not only is that risky, but you are way too big.” Will just smiled, saying "That's not a problem." After a short time, Will sucked my cock gently as he knew how close I was to cumming and he didn't want me to do so. He turned me around and looked at my ass. He said it was one of the best he'd seen in ages. Will kissed my ass hole and shoved his tongue in. I never knew that could have felt so good and I groaned so loud and unexpectedly. Will had us all over the bed in various positions from kissing to sucking each other's cocks, but even I could see that he had more interest in my ass. It all worked to relax me and I noticed I was no longer trembling. Before long Will had me on my back, my legs over his shoulders, whilst he leaned over to kiss me. His body was so big compared to mine and it made me feel so safe under him. With his hand, Will rubbed some of his pre cum on my ass hole, fingering some into my ass. The sensation was amazing. Still I repeated myself "I really don't think I can handle your big dick, and in any event, certainly not without a condom." "That's okay. We don't have to fuck, but I just wanna slide my cock up and down your ass crack," Will commented, adding "I'm good at getting ass to relax, if only 'cause I've fucked hundreds, if not thousands of guys. So you know, practice makes perfect." He had me sniff what he later called poppers and it got me buzzing. As he kissed me, I could feel his cock slide between my cheeks. After each slide, he stopped for a few seconds when he pushed his dick head against my ass hole. He would gently push until I groaned in pleasure, then he'd pull back and recommence sliding against my ass. He kept kissing me telling me how good his cock felt against my ass. His cock was dripping huge amounts of pre cum. Each time he pushed his cock head against my ass hole, he left it there a bit longer. Although I was groaning, I told him I didn't want to be fucked. "Don't worry," Will said, "...you don't have to take me." After maybe five minutes, Will slowly pushed more firmly and I felt my ass opening. His huge cock head was half in. "I'll just leave it there for a few minutes before I pull out," Will commented, adding "You don't have to take any more. But I can feel my pre cum lubing-up your ass." He had me sniff more poppers and as he kissed me deep, I could feel him push further into my ass. I groaned again which seemed to encourage him more because he kept telling me how good I was doing and how hot my ass felt. All of a sudden, his head popped passed the first ring and it hurt like fuck. I asked him to stop and he said he'd hold it there for a bit until I got used to it. Will had me sniff more poppers and the pain did stop. He kept telling me again and again how good I was doing and I how my ass was making his cock pulse more pre cum into my ass. I was getting to like the idea of thinking his dick was part inside me and that he liked me so much to fuck me, Slowly he slid further in. No joking, it felt like an arm inside me. All the time I knew I should ask him to stop but I was liking it too much. Every few seconds Will slid further and further into me and every inch made me feel more and more pleased that he liked me so much to do this. Eventually, I felt I could not take any more and when I reached back I could still feel several inches of his cock on the outside. Will was whispering how good his cock felt inside me and how he was going to make love to me and cum in me. He slowly started pulling back until his dick head nearly popped out. He then pushed back in. This went on for sometime, but each time he picked up the pace. He was kissing and telling me he could feel his pre cum leaking into me, making it easier to slide. Will asked if I wanted him to stop. By that time I was enjoying it so much I said no way and and that I wanted him to fuck me. He said he was going to cum in me and all I could say was “yessssssssss shoot in me”. That got him going and he started fucking me even harder. He started breathing real fast and all of a sudden yelled as he was shooting. I felt his cock pulse six times as his ropes of cum shot deep in my ass. He lay on top of me, cock still inside. I realised then from the cum on my stomach, that I had shot when he did and I was amazed that the fucking was so wild, I didn't even realise. When his cock softened, it slowly slipped out and I felt empty without him. Will told me to lie on my stomach so his cum stayed put inside me. He said it was rude not to keep a guy's cum in my ass after he had fucked it there. He got up and had me lick and kiss his cock which by then had gone to its normal seven flaccid inches. I could taste my own ass on his cock and drops of cum still leaking from his cock. It was so hot. Will fucked me all night and shot in me another two times. Next morning my ass was sore and the bed was covered in dry cum that had dripped out my ass. Before we got up Will fucked me again, giving me his fourth load. We swapped numbers and I visited his place the next two nights when he again fucked his loads into me. On the third night I turned up, there were two guys who, Will explained, were waiting to meet me. It turned out they weren't actually Will's friends, but were fellow barebackers who he had met on line. Of course they liked to top ass. So all three of them raw fucked me, but that's a story for next time.

(Names and places have been changed 'cause I'm shy, but this is a true story) For a while, Bailey’s was the club to go to. Fridays and Saturdays were gay nights, and it was mostly straight on the week nights. Every once in a while they would have a foam party. They would put a low wall around the dance floor and fill up the space with foam. I was working swing shift at the time, so I usually missed those Saturday night foam parties. One night however, I got off early and got to Bailey’s around midnight. There wasn’t much of a line in the front foyer, so I was a little concerned it might not be busy inside. I walked into the club and my fears weren’t justified, The club was pretty busy. There was a walled off space on the dance floor, maybe twenty-five feet by twenty, about four feet high, just filled with foam. Everybody inside was wearing speedos, board shorts, or underwear. Some guys were walking around the outside of the foam area, foam still covering their legs. I got a drink from the bar. I was way too nervous to take off my clothes so I just stood on the wall drinking my drink and checking for any hotties in the foam pit. There were a couple of really cute guys I made eye contact with. One of them beckoned me over and I just shook my head a little bit and held up my drink, letting him know I wanted to finish it first. I finished my drink and then one more then I decided to take the plunge. Walking over to the coat check, I removed my coat, shirt, trousers, and socks and put them in the paper bag they provided and handed them over to the attendant. I kept on my New Balance trainers and my black Calvin Klein boxer briefs. I tucked a twenty dollar bill into my waistband and walked back into the club. I walked up to the bar and got another drink and downed it and then went into the foam pit. I caught my breath a bit as I went into the foam. It came up over my navel and was colder than I was expecting. I found an open spot and started dancing. It was quite liberating. I could have dropped my boxer briefs and no one would have known, the foam was so thick, which was probably the point. I danced for a little bit and was catching the eye of a hot muscle boy. He was slightly taller than me (I’m 5'10") with a bodybuilders frame, probably 23 or 24 years old, and I could just see as he shifted he was wearing a skimpy speedo. He smiled at me and I smiled back. I turned away as I was dancing and when I turned back he was gone. I went out of the pit to look for him but I didn’t see him anywhere, so I went to the bar and got another drink, and then a bottled water to chase it down with so I didn’t get too drunk. I finished my drink and went back onto the foam-filled dance floor. I was dancing for a little bit when someone bumped into me. It was the hot muscle boy! I smiled at him and he smiled back at me. He leaned in and asked me my name, I answered, and he then introduced himself as Paul. He put his arm around me and drew me close as were dancing. We started grinding our crotches together and I instantly got hard, my 6.5" cock pointing down the leg of my boxer briefs. Paul smiled at me and brushed his hand over it. I put my hand on the back of his head and pulled him close. Our lips met, and we kissed. I opened my mouth wider and he responded in kind, and our tongues met in a short but passionate French kiss. He pulled away and turned around, grinding his ass back onto my cock. I reached down and pulled my cock up so it was sticking out of the waistband of my Calvin Klein boxer briefs. We danced that way for a couple minutes and then I felt a pair of hands on either side of my waist. I looked over my shoulder and into the eyes of a really cute early twenties twink. I put my hands back and ran them down the sides of his body. It felt like he was wearing a pair of cotton briefs. My hand brushed along the front of his briefs and I could feel the hard outline of a 7" cock stretching along the waist band of his briefs. I looked back at him again and he smiled at me. He kissed me, our tongues dueling, and ground his crotch up against my ass, sandwiching me between this cute twink and Paul, the hot muscle boy in front of me. We danced that way for a few minutes more, with the twink’s hands on my waist, and mine wrapped around Paul. Then I felt the twink’s hands slide down into the waistband of my boxer briefs and then pushed them down to my thighs, exposing my cock and ass to the cool foam. I felt him shift behind me, then he nestled his cock in my crack, grinding up and down. He kept sliding his cock up and down my crack, slowly getting lower and lower, until it slipped down and pressed against my hole. At least thirty other people were dancing around us and this twink has the head of his cock up against my hole, ready to fuck me, and I was ready to let him. I felt him push and I relaxed my hole, letting the head of his bare cock slide inside of me. I moaned and leaned my head back on his shoulder. He started kissing and licking my ear as his cock pulled back slightly and then sank further up my hole. As we danced to the music he used the motion to slide further up my ass until I felt him bottom out. Then, timed to the music, he started long strokes in and out of my hole. Paul meanwhile, was still dancing with his back to me, grinding his Speedo covered ass on my now naked cock. He reached back and felt down my body. He could tell my underwear was gone and he squeezed my hard cock. He grabbed my hands from around his waist and put them down the front of his Speedos. His cock was kinda small, not much over five inches, and not too thick. Not bad, I thought. I can work with this. He ground his ass harder on my cock, and then I slid his Speedo down over his ass. My cock slipped right into his crack like it belonged there. Paul shifted forward, letting my cock slip lower until I felt it line up with his rosebud. This hot muscle boy then backed on to my cock as the twink behind me shoved his cock forward into my ass. The head of my cock popped through Paul’s ring, his sphincter gripping me like a vise. The foam was providing a little lubrication, but not enough to sink farther in his hole, so I pulled out, gathered up some more foam and slathered it on my rock hard cock, and slid it back inside.It went in easier this time, but it still took almost a full minute to work my cock all the way into his ass. Once I bottomed out, it was easy to pull back out and get a rhythm going. There I was, on a crowded dance floor, house music blaring, foam up to the middle of my torso, with a twink’s bare cock sliding in and out of my ass, my bare cock buried deep in the ass of the hot muscle boy in front of me, and no one paying any attention to us. (I’m sure a few were doing the same thing.) We managed to get a rhythm going where the twink behind me buried his cock deep in my ass as I pulled out of Paul’s ass. We kept fucking right in the middle of the dance floor for a little over five minutes in time with our dancing, when the twink behind me whispered in my ear, “Can I cum inside you?” I just nodded and smiled at him over my shoulder. He gave me a quick kiss on the lips and started fucking me faster, gave a few quick thrusts and sank balls deep into my ass. I knew he was blowing his load in my ass. He kept his cock deep in me as we swayed to the music, and then he slowly pulled out. He pulled up his briefs, kissed me on the neck, and walked off. This boy had fucked me bareback on the dance floor of a crowded club, shot a load inside me, and I hadn’t said a word to him. I continued to fuck Paul for a couple more minutes when he pulled his ass off my cock and told me to follow him. He pulled up his Speedo and I pulled up my boxer briefs, trying to make my raging hard on as inconspicuous as possible. He led me into the bathrooms and into an empty stall. I closed the door behind us as Paul pulled down his Speedo again, bending over the toilet. “Get in me,” he ordered. I stepped up behind him, pulled my boxer briefs down, spat in my hand and lubed myself, grabbed his waist and lined my bare cock up with his hole and sank back in with ease. I started rapidly sliding in and out of his now loosened ass, sinking balls deep each time. Paul started jerking himself off. “Let me know when you’re gonna cum,” he instructed. I kept fucking his ass for another minute and then said, “I’m gonna blow.” He started furiously wanking his cock as I felt my orgasm rising. I started long slow strokes as I unloaded shot after shot of cum deep into his muscular ass. I sank balls deep one last time as Paul shot his load into the toilet, ropes of cum splashing into the bowl. I withdrew from Paul's ass, and he then pulled up his Speedo as I pulled up my boxer briefs. We made out for a little bit. “Any chance I could get a ride home?” he asked. “Of course,” I replied. We left the bathroom, went to the clothes check and dressed. I drove him to his apartment, dropped him off, and went home. We exchanged info, but I didn’t see him again, mostly because he moved away shortly after that. Nor did I ever see the twink who had fucked me. But I am now a big fan of foam parties.

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hey guys here is chapter one of a new series I am working on. Please don't report me when I post this chapter in chem sex once I add chapter two because chapter two is almost entirely chemmed up gay hard core sex and doesn't belong in straight/bi fiction. Thanks! disclaimer: although this story is based on fact, some things have been changed to suit the story. This story is not meant in any way to convince young guys to get high and end up fucking around with each other...they'll find out how great it is on their own. For the purposes of the law, Any illegal/immoral activity in this story never happened, even if they did. New City, New Story Part 1: new kid on The block The road stretched out ahead far into the distance, just as endless as it had been two states ago, but with the appearance of pine trees and softly rolling hills, Aidan Buckley couldn’t help feeling like there might finally be finish line to his journey. Ever since he’d loaded up his old corolla and headed for the fastest road out of Texas, he’d been wandering aimlessly from state to state, staying in month-to-month apartment buildings and residence hotels, searching for something worth the temptation of staying in one place. After quitting his most recent job working at the Starbucks inside a Barnes and Noble in New Mexico, Aidan took a copy of the Wall Street Journal someone had left behind. Normally he avoided periodicals, but the pages were conveniently folded back to a BIG headline declaring Denver, CO the top spot for young people looking for good fun, steady work and adventure. Since every other article he read recently seemed to name various Texan cities as the top spot for a young guy like him, Aidan was over-joyed to see a new name on the horizon. By the time he rolled into town that afternoon, he was already convinced: Denver would be home…for a while anyway. He spent the first night in his car and hunted for work first thing the next morning, with hopes he would be able to find an apartment nearby. Due to the booming economy and some exaggeration on his resume, he found a job almost immediately, working 40 hours a week in book ordering and sales at a small bookstore chain. It wasn’t hard to bluff his way through the ordering procedure and pretend he’d actually been a book store employee at B&N, not just the barista in the lobby. Bluffing his way in to an apartment building was not so simple. With a housing shortage in place, landlords could be picky, meaning no one wanted to rent to an aspiring writer with a $14/hr salary, no savings, and only a GED in terms of education. He wondered if his Mom was right about staying all four years at high school and going to college for some useless degree in literature or history or something, but his Dad assured him that he was making the smart choice by following his dream of writing books like Jack Kerouac and Hunter S. Thompson, and if that meant graduating early, and taking a few years to live like a gypsy, Aidan would do exactly that. Reaffirmed in his goal, he continued to hunt until all the apartment offices closed and he wound up back in his back seat. Usually Aiden liked to spend a few days getting to know his new home before starting at whatever gig he had lined up to pay to keep him writing, but he was truly determined to do whatever it took to make Denver work for as long as it held some allure. That’s why he didn’t bat an eye when his new boss called at 7 am and requested he start that very morning. Even so, he wished he’d found an apartment before having to head in and explain why he had no permanent address for the forms. Luckily, the store was two doors down from a laundromat, so Aidan decided to head over right that second and toss in some clothes, so at least he wouldn’t look like he’d slept in his car. Closing time seemed to come quickly that first day, and Aidan was happy to find he liked his new coworkers as much as his new city. He seemed to bond quickly with one guy specifically, which was good since that guy happened to be in charge of training all new hires and would be by Aidan’s side for the next month. In Aidan’s experience, most companies picked the least sociable person for that position, so the trainees would be focused entirely on navigating the inventory systems without silly distractions like small talk or eye contact. Those people were still a step up from the occasional disappearing trainer, a rare breed that cares so little for the position that he or she will only appear once the customer gets violent or an expensive piece of machinery is on fire, as was the case at a boot factory in Sonoma resulting a small explosion and Aidan’s extremely short career in footwear production. So imagine his surprise when he discovered he’d be working with Liam, an actual human being, complete with social graces and the ability to smile. For the first time in all his many odd jobs, he felt like he was actually learning everything he needed to know, with positive attention paid instead of disapproving scrutiny or uninterested ignorance. The more time they worked side-by-side, the more they got along, which made sense since Liam was barely 5 yrs older than Aidan, they had similar tastes in movies, books, music, pot-smoking, drinking games, sports (never mind that they rooted for opposing teams) and Liam was not any farther along in deciding his life path than the teen he found himself training. “Hell AB,” Liam told his new friend, calling him by a nickname that referred to both his initials and the toned teenage abs his short tee shirts exposed each time he reached for a book on the top shelf in the store. “At least you know what you want to be when you grow up and you’re preparing by finding some experiences to write about. I don’t even know what I want to do this weekend, and my experiences thus far only prepare me a future if it involves a dialect identification, complicated lighting terms and varying memorization techniques. Even working actors can’t use the stuff they teach you when you get a film performance degree. Guess I’ll have to find something that draws on my brainful of comic book trivia, retail book sales formulas and some mind blowing x-rated sessions with a lot of very messed-up actors and actresses back at school.” It was comments like that one that slowly clued Aidan into the fact that Liam was openly bisexual, which didn’t bother him…much. Growing up the son of a pastor, Aidan was surprised at how cool everyone at work was with Liam’s sexuality. As far as he could tell, the whole staff knew and no one cared. Aidan tried his hardest to be chill with it too, but he was still uncomfortable the following weekend when Liam invited him over to smoke out with some buds and one of them started hitting on him. He kindly begged off, but the guy was persistent until Aidan had to come out and say “I only bone chicks,” which got a good laugh from everyone there. Once they were aware that he was not interested, the guys backed off, although Liam still had a good time making Aidan squirm that night by rubbing up on him at the clubs or grabbing his ass when he passed him at work the next day. In exchange for the harassment, Liam provided the drinks and pot for the two of them when they went out a few nights later, which was good since Aidan made only about ¾ of what Liam did. By the end of the second week it was like they’d been friends for years, and both guys were sorry that Liam had such a small place, otherwise they could have been roommates. Still, Aidan found a temporary apartment about a block from Liam’s building, and the guys started carpooling and hanging out after work almost daily. About three weeks into their friendship it became clear to Liam that Aidan was going slightly overboard with his new independence. While Aidan had smoked and drank before moving to Colorado, he hadn’t been in a situation to enjoy it with friends since high school, especially not legally and in such quantities. It wasn’t long before Liam asked Aidan to chip in for more of the goodies, since Liam figured his teen friend was now using at least half of the stuff he was buying. Not quite legally old enough to buy all the stuff he wanted to enjoy, the guys worked out a system where Aidan would give a list and some cash to Liam every payday, and Liam would purchase everything and meet him back at Aidan’s apartment to begin the weekend partying. Like any teenage boy, Aidan was curious about Liam’s admissions of his crazy sexual adventures in college, and it finally got the best of him at a small party to celebrate Aidan’s certification on the sales program at work. Blurting out a request to hear one of the tales might not have been too scandalous if it had been at the apartment, but it didn’t come up until the group had made their way to a club down the road. The bar crowd went silent as Aidan realized just how loud he’d shouted to his friend to tell him about his first orgy. Shrugging it off as if it was an everyday occurance, Liam finished his drink and began the tale of his first group sex experience. “It was first semester, freshman year,” His voice held no hint of the direction the story was headed. Instead lilting along like he was recalling a funny anecdote or retelling what he’d had for lunch the day before. “I was playing poker in a study lounge in the dorm next door with some guys I knew from my dorm and a friend from one of my acting classes. Somebody snuck in a bottle of McCormick’s vodka, and the game was devolving into a drinking game in a matter of minutes. Around the time I was on my third shot, one of the guys got a text from his girlfriend, who was at work or band practice or something, and she was asking him to invite her roommate, Taylor, to come join us. Apparently Taylor had just moved in that day and didn’t know anyone on campus. So Tony, being a good boyfriend, staggered down the hall and invited the girl to come join us for some cards and a chance to make some friends. “I bet she made some good friends,” some voice from the other end of the bar piped up, eliciting a mix of chuckles and commands to shush. “On their way back to the study room,” Liam continued, unphased by the interruption. “Taylor stopped and asked her neighbor, a Russian girl who was also new named Yelanska or something like that, if she wanted to come too. So they got back and everyone made introductions and we started up again. Now I should tell you Tony’s room was right next to mine in the dorm and there were plenty of nights I heard his girlfriend leave and then another girl would show up and they’d keep me up half the night fucking. So I probably shouldn’t have been too surprised when he suggested we play strip poker. If his girlfriend found out he suggested it, he could always pretend he’d been joking, but I’ll never know how he would have gotten out of it, since Taylor agreed right away and she and the Russian chick started us off by taking off their shirts so they were only wearing bras from the waist up. That way it was fair because we were all wearing the same amount of clothing. One top, one pair of shoes and socks, one pair of pants and one pair of underwear, so four items in all, meaning four rounds until someone would be naked.” A couple of low whistles and hoots came from the crowd, but Aidan was too involved to notice. “One of the other three guys was a chicken shit and disappeared around the time he would have had to lose his pants,” the story was building towards something naughty now, but other than the growing hush, it didn’t seem at all abnormal for Liam to continue telling his penthouse-style tale in the middle of a bar. “After that we were all in, round after round, watching as the girls lost item after item. What nobody ever tells you about playing strip poker with hot teen tits is how hard it is to win once they are out for everyone to see. Suddenly one of the four of us guys, my buddy Ian from class, was naked, and Tony, his roommate Conrad and I were down to just our undies before either of the girls had even lost their pants. Luckily Ian had a special talent that kept the girls distracted so we were able to beat them.” “What was it?” a girl behind Liam asked, in a whisper that hinted of excitement and apprehension. “He could flex his cock so that it worked the head in and out of the foreskin until it was hard,” for the first time during his tale, Liam lowered his voice as if it was finally about to get good. “While the girls giggled and watched in drunken awe, Tony and I were also mesmerized, but I pulled it together for one more round, knocking Tony and Conrad out of the game, and getting Taylor and the Russian into just their cotton panties. The girls oooh’d and ahhhh’d appreciatively when Tony’s uncut hairy Italian monster cock popped out semi-hard and Conrad’s fully hard shaved cut 7 incher almost shot when the Russian chick blew him a kiss, causing him to blush and stammer some excuse about needing to pee, which we all assumed meant he was going to go jerk off. “We all took shots before the final round, and fueled by teen hubris and vodka, Tony and Ian decided to distract the girls by stroking their cocks right there in the middle of the study lounge, which luckily had heavy curtains we’d pulled back to cover the floor to ceiling glass walls and door, long before the game began. Little did they know I was enjoying the show too, but I was still not out to them about being bi, so I tried my damnedest to focus on winning. “As it turns out,” Liam said, his voice resuming a jovial tone. “I didn’t need to worry. Seems both girls were so drunk that Ian was able to stack the deck so that I got a full house and each of them ended up with a three of a kind, just good enough for them to bet it all and lose to my superior hand. As they each peeled off their panties, all three of us were hard as rocks, so it surprised me that I felt the urge to piss at that moment.” “While Tony began suggesting one more round with more interesting consequences,” dropping again, Liam’s voice was now almost a growl. “I dashed to the bathroom across the hall in nothing but a pair of white hanes briefs, stretched to the limit by my hard cock. I almost ran into Conrad dashing back from the bathroom, and I was pleasantly surprised to see him also in just a pair of undies, but carrying some rubbers as well. “As we walked back in the lounge, Ian had wasted no time, and had Taylor laid back across the top of the sofa in the corner, writhing in pleasure as he ate her pussy, while Tony had the russian chick on her knees and was feeding her his dick. Conrad went over and tossed the condoms on the couch next to Taylor while I moved behind the Russian and fingered her tight twat. Tony and I took turns on either end of her for awhile while Conrad and Ian had Taylor, first on her back, then doggie over the arm of the couch. “Somewhere between my first orgasm on the Russian chick’s face and my second one up her ass, I watched as we all took turns on both Taylor and her, every hole, and we even finagled Taylor towards the end of the night so that Ian could fuck her ass while Tony and I double stuffed her pussy. At the end of the night, Taylor sat on the russian’s face and came from the expert finger and tongue work while we each shot a load all over her tits and face. Making it three loads for me, three for Ian, two for tony and Conrad, and who knows how many for the girls. When Tony and I went back to our hall to shower, we noticed the girls went back to Taylor’s room together, and they were still going at it a few hours later when Tony’s girlfriend showed up in his room to get away from the ‘screaming lesbians.’” The crowd was practically frozen, possibly expecting something with that perfect of a plot to keep going until somebody announced “and they all lived happily ever after.” Instead, some jack ass near the back of the room yelled “yeah right asshole, you wish!” and Liam just shrugged and let it go. Aidan was having a harder time letting it go, since he’d been unlucky at the bars for weeks now and was in desperate need of a pussy to pound. Looking around, he knew he was too hungry for it right that second, so he decided to take a minute and handle things personally. After trying the door to the john and discovering it locked with the sounds of some passionate fucking going on, Aidan stepped back to make his back into the club, when he noticed a door out onto a small enclosed patio where the chairs and tables from the larger patio upfront where stored at night. It was still too early for that and through the open door, he could hear what sounded like a grade a blowjob. Peeking around the door, his jaw almost hit the floor when he saw Liam getting his knob sucked by a gorgeous Latina twenty-something. Unable to help himself, he watched as Liam reached down, tugged at her tube top, and released her large, natural olive colored breasts from the tight fabric that had been their prison. Playing with them gently with one hand, he guided her head with the other while whispering words of encouragement. Aidan groaned as she went balls deep on what he could only imagine was a big cock. Liam and the Latina both heard his frustrated noise and turned from their job at hand to see who’d caught them. Smiling, Liam told the girl “he’s cool” and mover her back onto his cock, but not before she asked about aidan “can he join us?” Liam looked over at Aidan and nodded for the teen to come over and stand next to him. Horny as he was, he never even thought about what might happen standing next to a bi-guy. Instead he dashed over and fished his respectable 7 and a half inch dick from its cramped quarters, and began jerking it inches from the random girl’s face. He didn’t even flinch as Liam reached over and took over stroking for him. “There’s a little bit of the story I didn’t tell,” Liam leaned closer and whispered conspiratorily in Aidan’s ear while stroking the blonde boy’s cock. “After Tony and I went back to the dorm, we both went to take showers and between the booze and the high from the fucking, we were like two kids at Christmas, laughing and joking and just going nuts. We started playing grab ass, and I am not sure who got hard first but before we knew it, we were stroking each other’s cocks.” With the hand that was not on Aidan’s cock, he reached out and directed the Latina to start sucking aidan, eliciting moans of delight. Meanwhile he took Aidan’s hand and put it on his own hard cock and worked them together so Aidan began stroking on his own. “Fuck yeah, just like that.” Liam encouraged the straight boy before finishing the story. “Once we were sure we were all alone, we took turns eating each other’s dicks and working up closer and closer to cumming. Can you feel what it was like?” “Yeah.” Aidan looked up from the girl at his cock and locked eyes with his friend, whose dick he was now stroking on his own. “And when we were close to cumming,” Liam pushed the latino back onto her haunches and began stroking Aidan again. “We stood in the shower, touching each other, and stroking one another and sharing a kiss and it pushed us over the edge and we shot our loads all over each other. He went to his room with my cum on his abs and cock and I went to mine with his dripping down my crotch.” At the moment he finished, Liam leaned in and kissed Aidan softly on the mouth just as his free hand worked under the boy’s balls and pressed against the tight virgin asshole. They moaned together, then pulled apart and turned to the girl at their feet just in time to drench her in two HUGE loads of jizz like only two horny young guys can shoot. It probably ruined her outfit but neither guy cared as the last of their loads wept out onto her. Pulling away, Aidan felt a wave of guilt fill him. Liam seemed to know how Aidan was feeling and zipped up and hauled ass back inside, but not before turning to the girl and suggesting she go home with Aidan and spend the entire night getting her pussy fucked by him. She slowly stood and asked if she could and two minutes later they were almost running down the street to his apartment. After some cocktails and a quick smoke, they enjoyed his cock in her tail and a quick poke. Having discovered that having drinks and smoke at his place increased his chances of getting lucky, he made sure he remembered to keep a decent stash on hand just in case. When they finished round 4 or 5, he asked her if there was anything she wanted on hand for next time and she asked him if he was into tina. “What’s That?” he asked her, before sliding his dick into her well lubed cunt. She just smiled and mumbled something like “Ask your friend.” End of Part 1 attached are some of the pics that inspired me.

I was surrounded daily by hot, young jocks with smooth, firm muscles. All those well-built college football players were enough to drive any guy insane with lust. I never acted on my desires, however. I wasn't about to endanger the coach-athlete relationship. Some things were more important than sex - like my job. I also knew I'd be in another kind of danger if I started something with one of my players. I had a submissive side and I knew I could be controlled. I couldn't risk one of my players gaining that kind of power over me. It wasn't easy. Sometimes I barely kept control. Well, I resisted my players, but I couldn't resist the hot little punk that entered my life one afternoon. I'd been coaching for eight years and had just turned 36 when a beautiful, dark-haired young hunk walked into my office just after practice. I didn't even know he was there for a few minutes. I was too busy looking through the window, enjoying the view of jock flesh as some guys lingered on the field. "Uh, Coach Henderson?" "Yes." "Hi. I'm Justin. I'm working on a Physical Education degree. Could I talk to you for a minute?" I agreed quickly, if for no other reason than to be able to give Justin the once over. He was about 21...and gorgeous. The first thing I noticed was his face. It was handsome, cute...even beautiful. His eyes were grey and sexy. His eyebrows gave him an intense, sensual look that hinted at powerful passion. One look at Justin made me forget all about my players. Justin wanted to be my coaching assistant for football. He needed the experience to fulfill the requirements of his degree. Sort of like student teaching, only organized around athletics. I had to sign off on the hours he put in. I agreed to take him on. I could think of worse things than looking at Justin every afternoon. We sat and talked about what he'd be doing. My eyes wandered over his firm body. He was dressed in a nice button-down shirt with long sleeves, but I could tell he had an impressive build. When he left later, I noted his tight little ass for jerk-off material later that night. Justin showed up the next day in jeans and a white t-shirt. He changed at the free locker right in front of my office while I was scribbling a few notes. My eyes were drawn to him as he pulled his shirt over his head. His torso was lean, firm, and beautiful. The sight of his pecs made my cock twitch in my shorts. I yearned to reach out and touch him. Then he pulled off his jeans. The world's most beautiful young man was standing right in front of my office wearing nothing but tight briefs. He was gorgeous. The sight of the thin material of his underwear stretched over his tight ass was about more than I could take. When Justin reached into his gym bag and pulled out a jock, I beat a hasty retreat to the field. I had to get out of there. I was consumed by lust and couldn't stand it anymore. Every day, before and after practice, I was treated to a view of Justin's hard, smooth, nearly naked body. He never failed to get my nuts churning. I was cautious checking him out, but I wondered if I'd been careful enough. Something about the way Justin looked at into my eyes told me he knew I was filled with desire for his young flesh. Sometimes I could swear he was intentionally showing off for me. It was all very subtle. slow, sexy movements as he pulled off his shirt, the way his fingers stayed near his bulge a little longer than normal as he unbuttoned his jeans, the way he carefully moistened his lips. his hot display of his bubble butt as he bent over to take off his shoes. There was nothing apparent, nothing too obvious, but it was like each and every one of his moves had been calculated to drive me crazy with lust. By the end of the first week I was ready to pounce on him and worship his body. Was he putting on a show for me? And if so, did that mean he was interested? I knew much younger guys sometimes found me attractive. I don't mean to sound conceited, but I have a well-muscled body and a handsome face. Even a few of my players had come on to me, making it all the harder not to get involved with them. Did Justin want me? I sure as hell wanted him. Justin had a mischievous side that only heightened my desire for him. When he walked into my office that first day he was polite, almost quiet. The real Justin had come to the surface, however. He was wild, dominant, and quite the little punk. I found the combination captivating. Just how much of a wise ass punk he was became painfully obvious one afternoon after practice. He was more wicked and dominating than ever and I fell under his power. My nuts were aching from watching him pull on his jeans. I was drooling over his smooth, muscled chest as he pulled his shirt down over his head. As he tucked his shirt in, he looked at me and smiled playfully. Behind him, the locker room was quiet and empty. "You know, you really shouldn't torture yourself like this, Coach," he said, rubbing his hand slowly on his chest. "What do you mean?" "You know what I mean." A wave of fear passed through my body, a wave of fear and intense arousal. "You think I don't notice you looking at me and the players?" he asked. "I, un...." "I bet you're all worked up right now. Aren't you, Coach?" Justin ran his hand down his torso and let it glide across his bulge. I was so turned on, I was practically shaking. I remained silent, my breath coming fast and hard. "I could give you what you want, Coach, if you give me what I want." The little fucker was driving me out of my mind. He was taking control, trying to make me his slave. I could put a stop to that real quick...but part of me wanted it more than I'd ever wanted anything. "What do you want?" I asked in a low voice, ready to do anything. Justin smiled again. He knew he had me by the balls. "I'll tell you when I'm ready for it. Until then, you do as I say and I'll give you somethin' good."

CONTINUED... He walked slowly toward me. His domination was complete. I was his. He took my hand and pressed it against my chest. I opened my hand and felt the hard muscle under his shirt. Justin smiled at me. I started to tug at his shirt and he stopped me. "You gotta ask first," he said. "Can I take your shirt off, please?" "Not good enough. Call me 'Sir'" The little punk was into control. "Can I take your shirt off, Sir?" He nodded and I pulled his shirt over his head. I ran my hands over his chest, feeling the warm, firm muscle. I was overwhelmed with desire. Justin grabbed the back of my head and pressed my face into his chest. I stuck my tongue out and licked at his beautiful body. He moaned as I lathered his pecs with my tongue, paying special attention to his erect nipples. I worshiped his entire torso with my lips and tongue, and eventually found myself on my knees before him. Looking up at him with intense desire I swallowed hard and asked, "Can I, Sir, please?" "What do you want?" The little fuck. He was going to make me say it. "I want to suck your cock, Sir...please!" Justin just looked down at me with a smirk on his face for a few moments. He was enjoying the control. He knew I'd do anything for him. "You'd better be good or I'll make you stop." "Yes, Sir!" I unfastened his belt while groping his bulge. I unbuttoned his jeans and slid them down his narrow hips. Justin's cock tented his stark, white briefs. I drooled over his meat. Not once had I seen his manhood. I'd always avoided looking when Justin was completely naked. I knew now that I'd been saving that sight for this very moment. I slid his briefs down and his hard cock sprang up. I wasted no time. I wrapped my lips around the head of his cock, tasting his sweet precum. Justin moaned. Hungry for his dick, I pulled more and more of the long shaft between my lips. Justin had one nice cock, about seven and a half inches long and perfectly straight. It was slightly this and throbbed with intensity. I drew inch after inch of dick between my lips, savoring the taste and texture of the hot meat. Justin moaned again. I knew the feelings I was creating for him. I knew I was serving him well. I sucked and slurped my way down his tool. My tongue was busy exploring his shaft. I slid my lips right down to the base and buried my nose in his dark, trimmed pubes. His scent engulfed me, so virile, sexy, still strong after his recent shower. I loved it as I held his cock in my mouth and fondled his nuts. I worked my way back up the shaft until his cock popped from my lips. I drew it in once more, concentrating on the sensitive head. Again I swallowed the shaft, savoring every moment of contact, every throb of his manmeat. I was in heaven. I could have sucked his cock forever. I was lost in the moment and accidentally scraped Justin with my teeth. He pulled his cock from my mouth. "I told you you'd better be damned good or I'd make you stop!" "Please, please let me suck it, Sir!" "No!" I wanted to grab the little fucker and suck him anyway, but he was in control and ordered "Take off your shirt." I did as I was told. "Now strip off everything else." Soon I was naked before him. He looked me up and down and remarked "Nice body, Coach...and it's all mine." "Can I suck your dick now, Sir?" "No! We're gonna do something else." Justin looked at me wickedly and stroked his cock. He was rock hard. I wanted to wrap my lips around his meat so bad. He bent over and reached into his gym bag. His tight little butt made me drool. I wanted to reach out and touch it. Justin stood up with a bottle of lube in his hand. He poured out a generous amount on his long, straight cock. "You're gonna get fucked, Coach...raw." "I'm not really into...." "Shut up, Coach! You said you'd do as I told you. I said I'd tell you when the time came. IT'S TIME. Now bend over!" "Justin, I...." "DO IT!" Justin grabbed me roughly and pushed me over the desk. He walked behind me and positioned his dickhead against my hole. I wanted to suck his cock, over and over, but didn't really want to be fucked. "Justin..." "Shut up! You're gonna get fucked and that's all there is to it! I know you want it, bitch. Tell me you don't want my cock and we'll end it." I remained silent. "Yeah, that's what I thought!" Justin pushed and his thick dick slipped in past me ring. I grunted in pain. Justin pushed his cock deeper into my ass. I groaned. It hurt, but at the same time it aroused me like I'd never been aroused before. I wasn't used to being fucked, but there was something so sexy and hot about this beautiful man's thick, raw cock sliding into my ass. Justin grabbed my hips and sank his dick deeper and deeper into my ass. He moaned as he buried his entire shaft up inside me. He leaned over and pressed hard. His bare dick felt like it was a foot long...and thick! He worked it around, pushing buttons I didn't even know I had, then drew it back out and plunged it back in again. I relaxed and the pain subsided. My entire consciousness was focused on Justin's raw cock sliding in and out of my ass. I was aware of each movement, each centimeter of the skin-to-skin contact. My own cock grew rock hard as Justin used me and my hole to fulfill his sexual needs. "You have one tight hole, Coach. Ugh!" It should have been tight. Guys had wanted my ass, but none had violated it, until Justin That little punk took my cherry. But the pain was gone. It was all pleasure. I wanted to be fucked. I wanted to be fucked hard and bred deep. As if he could read my mind, Justin picked up the pace. He forced his cock up my ass harder and faster. He fucked me full force. With each thrust, he drove his dick into me with greater power. Soon, he had to grip my hips harder to steady himself as he pounded away at my ass. He fucked me harder and harder, drilling me and moaning like an animal. My cock was rock hard and my nuts were churning. Without ever having touched it once, I blew. Thick, sticky jets of my jizz spewed all over the desk. Spurt after spurt of my DNA spewed everywhere. I moaned loudly as I emptied my nuts. I threw my head back and actually howled with the pleasure. Every time Justin's thick, raw cock slammed deep into my asshole, another hot jet of jizz spewed from my throbbing tool. I'd never had an orgasm like that before. Justin went nuts fucking my ass. He was totally out of control. He used me. He abused me and I loved it! Then I felt his dick swell within me. I felt it throb and jerk. This beautiful god moaned as spurt after spurt of his punk spunk shot deep into my ass. His cock pumped with each and every jet of his baby batter. Justin kept cumming and cumming, moaning as he unloaded his nuts deep within me. Just when I thought he had nothing left, Justin rammed his bone even deeper and shot off one more rope of his DNA in my open and hungry hole. That punk sure could cum! He'd fucked me like a maniac as he blew his load. At last, he shot his final blast and fell on me. We stood, panting and sweating, our hearts pounding in our chests. "You're one good fuck, Coach!" Justin said, smiling broadly and beautifully with all his charm. "And you're getting extra credit," I said. We dressed, and Justin left soon after, but not before ordering me to report to his apartment that weekend to service his needs. My cock grew in anticipation. I couldn't wait to serve the wild young stud again.

I knelt and leaned forward, my face in the dirt and my backside upraised. I heard them growl with excitement and a finger rubbed lube into my hole, the long finger nail scratching and piercing my skin. I was panting with excitement and fear as I knelt there helplessly. I didn't want this - or did I? Suddenley, a pair of muscular thighs gripped mine and I felt a huge, slick cock head nosing into me. It stretched me to the limit and I howled with pain. Just when I thought I couldn't take it, the head popped into me and the shaft slid up me with a long, delicious, slippery rush. I gasped and gagged, face down in the dirt, impaled on the enormus cock which began to move sensuously in and out of my bottom. It was too late, much too late for any regrets and I began to meet the man's thrusts whcih were becoming more urgent. "Ahhh.." He grunted "He wants it. Well, little pig, time to knock you up!" I felt his cock swell in me and squealed with pain and pleasure as it began to throb and I knew he was spurting seed into me. He held his cock in me, chucklng with pleasure and raking my ribs with his nails. "Mmmm! That was good. Now just stay there like a good pig whilst they breed you." He got off me and pulled his cock out of my gaping, wet arsehole. Almost immediately, I felt a heavy body on my back and another stiff cock enter me. I was lost, damned and I knew it. But beneath my belly, my cock hung down hard and twitching with pleasure....

Part 2 The chubby guy got off me, and I felt a gush of wetness drip over my balls as his cock slid out of me. I was shocked, scared and surprised at what I had done, but my cock was rock hard as I stood up and moved away from the tree. More and more men were arriving all the time and the clearing was filling with sweaty, rutting bodies. I heard a noise and peered into some bushes beside me. There were three or four figures squirming in the dirt and leaves. One was a twink, clearly drunk or high and out for the count, whilst the others were older, predatory. They were taking turns fucking the supine body lying in the dirt, and their eyes glittered with lust as they saw me standing there. I backed away and bumped into someone standing behind me. He was tall, muscular and dark skinned with long fingernails on the hand which gripped my bicep. “I know what you’re thinking.” He whispered in a low voice as dry as the leaves rustling around us. “You want to be him, don’t you?” His eyes were glinting redly though there was no light around to reflect the colour. I couldn’t speak as he led me away from the clearing and into a small hollow. At the bottom were three naked men, as muscular and dark skinned as the other was, with a balding middle-aged stock-broker type on his knees as one of them crouched over his upraised buttocks fucking him. I was led over to the group and forced to my knees. The man who’d brought me was held in some deference by the others. “Breed him” He whispered to the guy fucking. The balding man gave a groan of pleasure and also something else – fear? – as the cock plunged in and out of him. Then the top came with a gasp of ecstasy, filling the bottom with what I assumed was toxic cum. The dark-skinned man bent and kissed me, his lips burning and the kiss melted me like jelly. Beside us, the balding man got to his feet and staggered off into the gathering darkness and I was alone with them. His cock had stiffened, huge and veiny with a drool of cum at the tip. “It’s time,” He said. “Get on your knees with your worthless face in the dirt…”

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 was finally on my way to Will's house for our third date. I am 18 and had been so close to jacking off so many times that day but I was pleased I resisted. The day had been endless but I knew he didn't get home from work until 6pm. I had told him I'd arrive by 7pm. I was on the bus about 10 minutes from his place when my phone buzzed with a text. My crotch throbbed with excitement when I saw it was from Will. I opened the message and he was asking if I was on my way over. He said he had two friends with him who were there to meet me. The message filled me with apprehension for several reasons. I was hoping that we would have fun as soon as I arrived but now we'd not be able to. Secondly, the idea of meeting his friends worried me. What if they didn't like me and influenced Will and he dumped me? I replied that I would be there in about 10 minutes. Arriving at his house, I rang the bell, so nervous now. Will opened the door wearing a pair of shorts and a vest. The shorts did nothing to hide the shape and size of his dick n balls and the vest showed his masculine chest. Despite my nervousness, my heart skipped a beat and I had a flashback of him on top of me fucking his cock and cum into me. Will smiled, bent over and kissed me, pushing his tongue in my mouth and feeling up my ass. He led me into the living room and introduced me to his friends, Alan and Mike. Will sat in the armchair and they were sitting on either side of the sofa. Will told me to have a seat which meant the only place to sit was in the space on the sofa between Alan and Mike. The TV was on and a porno playing where a guy about my age was getting barebacked off a group of men. As I sat, I was thinking how unlike that Alan and Mike were to Mike. Alan was about 30, he looked skinny, he had a gaunt skeletal face, and I would never have found him attractive in a 100 years. Mike was in his late 20s shaved head, average looking and dressed like a skinhead. As I walked into the room and then sat down, I noticed that Alan and Mike were staring at me as if they hadn't eaten for a month and I was the first food they had seen. Alan especially had the expression of a hawk that was following its prey. (I didn't know then of course that they were not friends of Will's but hook ups from some site and they had never met Will or each other before. The only reason they were there was to top bareback me knowing I'd only ever had Will.) The atmosphere was charged and uncomfortable. Will was clearly excited as I could see from the bulge in his shorts that he was solid and he had a wet patch. He was the only one talking, asking about my day and what I'd been up to. All I could feel was Alan staring constantly at me from the side so I pretended not to notice. The porno reached the point when when one of the tops pushed in deep and yelled “I'm shooting take my load”. That was the trigger as I immediately felt Alan's hand on my crotch and a groan from him. I reacted by saying “What the fuck you think you doing”. He quickly pulled back his hand and Will was saying Jake it's OK He likes you and I'd love to see him touch you all over.” That stunned and confused me. I had hoped Will was thinking I was his boyfriend so why would he want someone else to touch me? Will quickly went on to say that it was OK and to let Alan do what he wanted. With that, I felt both Alan and Mike's hands begin to touch me. Despite my confusion, I boned up instantly, and submitted to their hands feeling me all over. I looked over to Will and he smiled and nodded that it was all good and to go with it. He then took off his vest and shorts. Seeing his cock again made me moan and remember what it felt like in my ass. My groan further encouraged Alan and Mike and it turned into a frenzy. They both started stripping me. After Alan took my boxers off he looked at me and said “fuck yeah, short height, smooth, very thin, perfect, I can't wait to get in him”.” He put his hand through my legs and grabbed my ass. I felt his finger at my ass hole and then he groaned and said to Will “you're right he is still cherry tight”. Mike began taking off his clothes whilst Alan fingered me. He looked at Will and said “I'm going to enjoy doing that.” Mike had tattoos all over his body and had a hard cock maybe 7inches long. Apart from porn, Mike's cock was only the second one I'd seen. Although it was much smaller that Will's I still looked at his cock and thought how amazing it looked. He had low hanging balls all shaved. In fact, he was shaved everywhere, even his pits. Alan move out of the way to take his clothes off and Mike replaced his hand at my ass saying “fucking nice” when he felt my ass hole. He used some of his prelube on my ass hole and pushed in his finger. I looked over at Will who was slowly stroking his cock and smiling encouragement at me. Alan took the last of his clothes off and I thought gross, lecherous. His body was gaunt, painfully skinny and unattractive. His cock though was impressive. It was maybe 9 inches, solid and leaking like a faucet. He came over to me and told me to suck it. I was thinking fuck no way but then Will said to go ahead as he'd love to see me do it. Reluctantly, I took the head in my mouth then something came over me and and I went for it. I took him as far back in my throat as I could. Alan moaned then as he said how good it felt, I then felt something else against my mouth and realised it was Mike's cock. Will said “suck them both Jake”. Alan put poppers against my nose and after two deep sniffs I took the head of both cocks in my mouth one on each side of my face. I could hear Will saying how proud he was of me. I was thinking, I have two cocks in my mouth and just three days ago I had never even touched another guy's cock. I thought what would my ex girlfriend or straight friends think? Whilst Mike continued to face fuck me Alan went down to my dick. I felt him suck it. He was good at it but sensed I was close. He stopped and moved around to my ass. He ate my ass hole so good. I heard someone moaning and realised it was me. I had a guy eating my ass and a cock in my mouth. Alan told me to bend over so he could get at my ass better. I did so but Mike never took his cock out of my mouth. He was forcefully pulling my head onto it. I felt Alan's cock against my ass cheeks as he slid his cock against me. I then felt his dick head at my ass hole and I knew he wanted in. Will passed him some lube which he smeared on my ass and his dick. He then pushed back against my ass hole. I said “no way man, not without a condom.” I sensed all three of them hesitate whilst they didn't know how to handle my rejection of Alan's raw cock. Will came over in a second and told me he so wanted to see Alan fuck me raw. He said Alan wouldn't shoot in me, he just wanted to feel inside of me. Whilst Will was saying this I could feel the pressure on my ass from Alan's cock as he pushed. I was frozen by indecision. I knew it was risky to take it raw especially from a guy like Alan who was gross. I couldn't work out why the guy I thought was my boy friend wanted this but at the same time Alan's cock at my ass felt so good. Will held the poppers to my nose and after a few sniffs they took away my reluctance. I felt the pressure from Alan's cock as he pushed and pushed. I felt his cock head pop in and Alan said “mmmmmmmm fucking nice”. He slowly pushed in until I could feel his balls against my ass. He held it there as if savouring the feeling. He asked Will if it was true that he was only the second one to get in me. I saw Will wink and nod. Alan groaned. Will whispered in my ear that Alan's cock looked so good in my ass and to tell Alan that I wanted it. I replied by telling Alan to give me it. That started him off and he began fucking my ass. On the one hand I thought about how gross Alan was but on the other his cock felt so good in me. The verbal started building up. Alan telling me how good he felt in me, Will telling me how proud he was of me and Mike encouraging Alan to go for it. Alan continued fucking me for maybe 10 minutes whilst the three of them talked filthy about “doing me”. Will looked at Alan and nodded whilst he said to me that Alan was going to shoot in me. Will quickly said he wanted that and he would slide straight in after Alan was finished, fucking Alan's cum deeper in me. Alan's thrusts got fast and hard and in no time I heard his breathing change and he yelled as he shot in me, I felt his cock throb four times and he held still deep in me. My mind was spinning with the thought id just taken Alan's cum. After a minute he pulled out and Will got behind me and slid straight in. Will's cock, being so much longer and fatter than Alan's seemed huge. Will groaned and said how hot my ass felt covered in Alan's cum. He said he was using his cock to coat my ass walls with Alan's cum. Will fucked me like that for maybe 5 minutes then slid out without shooting. Mike got behind me a slid into my ass. He had the smallest of the three cocks but it still felt good and I was blown away by the fact that in the space of 40 or so minutes I had had three cocks in me and one load from a gross man I would have ignored any other time. As soon as Mike slid in me the verbal started again about how he was going to shoot his load in me, only the third load I'd ever taken. Will stood in front of me and told me to lick and suck Alan's cum off his cock. I must admit the thought of Alan's cum didn't do anything for me, but Will gently gently pulled my head onto his cock. Once I tasted it, I lost all reservations about Alan and really got off on the taste. I cleaned, licked and kissed Will's cock. The entire time Mike was hammering my ass , the other two were telling him “to do it”. Finally after a bit, Mike shouted to them he was about to cum and they yelled encouragement to him. His whole body shook as he unloaded in me. Will said how proud he was of me and got back behind me. He said fucking on two loads felt so good and he wasn't going to last long. He talked dirty about the two loads getting hammered into my ass walls by his dick and asked me if it felt good. I could only moan yesssssssss and at that, he shot so deep into me. He seemed to shoot for ages, holding all 10 inches in me. Without a break in the proceedings, Alan again entered me. He took his time and fucked slowly but so deeply. The encouragement from Will and Mike continued. They were telling Alan “give to it to him again”. I caught sight of myself in the mirror, bent over and taking raw cock from an fuck ugly man and it sent me over the edge and I shot. Will was underneath me licking Alan's cock each time he pulled back, so he got my load all over his chest. Mike licked my load up and the three of them kissed as a 3some swapping my cum from mouth to mouth. Will then came over and kissed me with my own load and whispered he was so proud of me. Alan and Mike both shot another load into my ass and finally Will hammered it all deep. They both enjoyed Will doing it in their loads and I must admit it felt good. As Alan and Mike left, Alan said to me “thanks” and it was only then I realised that neither of them had spoken to me once since I had arrived. They had only spoken about me to each other or Will. Will lay next to me for an hour with me on my stomach so the cum would stay in my ass. He kept telling me how proud of me he was and that he liked his boyfriend to take other guy's raw dicks and cum. He said he wanted to see me take cock off 100s of guys, even guys I'd never seen. He said I would do so soon. I was so pleased he said he was my boyfriend, I didn't give any thought to Will wanting to share ass to any raw cock. The next night Will took me to a fuck club, but that's another story.

If you don't mind waiting, go to the Phoenix during Southern Decadence. You can get all the loads you're willing to take. I'll be glad to accompany you on your first visit. I live right at the south end of the Causeway bridge.

Gloryhole Cum Pig: Part 1 Looking back at everything, I now believe a person is either born with a natural turn on to being a cum pig or they simply are not. The desire for taboo sex just comes naturally or it doesn’t. I don’t believe it’s something taught or something that develops. The desire is either there or it isn’t, and the switch just needs to be turned on if it is there. Some people only fantasize about being a pig, but not me, I quickly realized I wanted to actually be that pig. I knew I was gay by my early teens. I was that quiet, somewhat shy guy that everyone thought was so innocent. The 'nice' guy. But inside I was anything but innocent. I would always jack off thinking about having sex with men. But these weren’t just thoughts about sucking cock and getting fucked by men. I certainly had those thoughts too, but these were fantasies about really kinky or taboo sex with men. My fantasies ranged from guys pissing on me, down my throat, and in my ass, to all out cum slut fucking taking load after load of cum in my ass. I would fantasize about the sleaziest sex, or guys fucking me and as they would shoot their load in me they would lean over and whisper in my ear, “It’s a poz load too.” That would make me shoot my load in a heartbeat. I even had fantasies about getting fucked by my Dad or Uncle. I was a pig in the making and once that switch was turned on nothing was going to turn it off. Nor did I want it turned off. I think it all changed from fantasy to reality when one day, at about the age of 15, I was jacking off in the bathroom. I was stroking my cock sitting on the toilet and had to piss. I always could piss with a hard on, so the fun was about to start. I stopped stroking my cock and just let it dance as I made it pulse. My cock was rock hard standing straight up. The urge to piss was building, and I slowly worked some piss down my cock letting just a small bubble of piss slip out of my piss hole. The bubble stayed on the head of my cock and I let just a little more out. The piss slowly ran down over the head of my cock and down my shaft. I could feel it run across my balls and the sensation was amazing. I ran the tip of my finger across the head of my cock and tasted my piss for the first time. I remember the strong, but salty taste, and I loved it. Then I cupped my hand around the head of my cock and filled it with piss before letting it slide down my cock as I stroked my shaft with piss. The odor of piss was in the air and my cock gave it’s approval by pulsing with excitement. The feel, smell and taste of piss was so erotic and amazing. My senses were fully engaged. I stroked my piss soaked cock stopping only to let more piss run down my shaft, rub it on my abdomen, and lick piss from my fingers. The smell filled the air and the taste lingered on my tongue. It didn’t take long. My balls began to stir and a rush of pleasure shot through my body. My piss soaked cock got even harder and started to pulse shooting spurt after spurt of thick, white cum on my abdomen and chest. The last of my cum ran out of the head of my cock onto my hand. My fingers naturally went to my mouth, licking up every drop of cum and piss. I then slid my hands into the puddles of cum on my abdomen and chest and licked cum from my fingers between smearing it on my belly. I was hooked. I started pissing into glasses and drinking my piss, soaking myself in the shower, pissing in my jeans, feeling the wetness against my body. Even the smell of piss as I walked into a men’s bathroom would bone my cock. This was just the beginning. For the next few years all my kinky play was solo play, but it always had a piggy side to it. My taboo fantasies were building. I would go online onto gay sites and talk with guys in bareback chat rooms about taking load after load of cum or into 'wet' rooms and talk about piss play, all the while sitting there naked or wearing only a t-shirt as I stroked my hard cock. On one particular day I was boned up for more pig chat and searched the member-created chat rooms, one of which immediately caught my eye. It was entitled, “AAA pigs for poz loads.” My body rushed with excitement and my cock danced already rock hard, standing straight up. I began chatting with guys about being a cum pig, but not just any cum, poz cum. It was the ultimate in BB pig sex. Total all-out uninhibited, cum slut action, and my fantasies and chat went wild. I was so excited I was practically shaking while trying to chat with guys about all this erotic, slutty pigging. The pig chat about taking poz cum, or piss, and playing with toys, and multiple guys was very erotic. I shot load after load of cum during these steamy chat encounters. Up to this point these taboo fantasies and solo piss play were all safe. They were just that…..fantasies. I still had not experienced actual sex with another guy, but this was about to all change. I was 18, and as usual, horny for more chat. My cock was boned up. I was stripped naked, sitting at my computer desk with my legs spread open stroking my cock. Today’s fantasy was about gifting and chasing. I logged onto the gay chat site and popped into my favorite chat room, “AAA pigs for poz loads,” cruised the profiles, looking at pictures of sexy men while reading conversations about BB pig sex, as I stroked my hard rod. Then a guy with the screen name “pig4play” said hello. I quickly replied with a, “hello, what’s up?” and shot to his profile to check him out. His profile pics showed a lean, handsome man in faded jeans with no shirt on. He had a shaved head, full, reddish- brown beard and mustache, with a moderate hairy chest and treasure trail. They were quite the turn on, and the chat I love started: Pig4play: He replied, “Horny…R U poz or neg?” Me: “Neg, what about you?” as I continued to stroke my hard cock. Then the word I was hoping to see popped into my chat window. Pig4play: “Poz!!” Me: I just replied with one word as my cock gave a dancing pulse of approval, “Woof!!” Pig4play: “I take it that turns U on?” Me: “Fuck, yes!!” Pig4play: “Have U taken poz seed?” Me: “No.” Pig4play: “Want to?” Me: “Love to.” Pig4play: “Want me to poz U?” Me: “Yes….love to take your poz cum.” Me: “How long have you been poz?” Pig4play: “3 years!, and no meds!!” Me: “Fuckin hot!!” Pig4play: “And I chased to poz.” Me: “Know who pozzed you?” Pig4play: “Yes, a hot gifter. Love to share his seed with U.” Me: “Fuckin hot!!” Pig4play: “I see U aren’t far from me. Want my seed tonight?” I was shocked, but my cock was rock hard. Up until now this was all hot fantasy chat. My mind raced. I wanted to meet this man so badly. My body was craving for this to be more than just another hot jack off session about uninhibited piggin. Do I say yes? Pig4play: “Scare U away?” Me: “No” Pig4play: “Want to meet tonight?” As scared as I was, I could feel the lust in my body to meet this guy. I was so horny for poz cum. I quickly and nervously typed a reply: Me: “Yes” Pig4play: “Can U meet me at Paradise bookstore on Main St in an hour?” Me: “Yes” Pig4play: “What will U be wearing?” Me: “Faded blue jeans and a yellow t-shirt. “ (My favorite color….the color of piss). Pig4play: “I’ll be wearing a black shirt that says pig on it.” Pig4play: “Come to the back arcade. See U there.” My brain raced with thoughts. Paradise bookstore? Back arcade? I had never been in an adult bookstore. And what was the back arcade? Should I show up? I was so turned on. I just thought two words….. “Fuck it!!” I logged off the site, stroked my hard cock a few times and quickly got dressed. While driving to the bookstore I was scared and excited. I was shaking with desire. Was I going to go through with this? Was I actually going to experience my first real pig play session? Should I turn around and go home? My mind said, 'Don’t do it', but my cock said 'YES!'. I kept driving toward the bookstore. I parked and sat in my car for a little while, watching a few guys come and go from the bookstore. Some were sexy and some were not so sexy. I was nervous and excited. I kept telling myself, 'Just go in'. My hand sat on the handle to open the car door, and then I saw headlights flash across my windshield as a black pickup truck pulled into the lot and parked under the light near the back door of the bookstore. The truck door opened and a thin, tall man emerged. As he turned to walk toward the bookstore, he stepped into the light. He had on tight blue jeans, and a black t-shirt. I saw the word across his t-shirt…..”pig.” Oh my God, he showed up, and he looked sexy as hell!!!! Even hotter than his online pics. I waited another minute or two, keeping my hand on the handle of the car door. My body was filled with excitement yet shaking with fear. I slowly opened the car door, got out and started to walk across the parking lot to the bookstore, opened the door and stepped inside. I was standing in a small, dark room with a few vending machines. As I stood still letting my eyes adjust to the darkness, I took a deep breath. My nostrils flared with an erotic smell that triggered a response from my cock. It was the smell of cum and sweat….the smell of sex was in the air. To my left was an archway to the lit up bookstore. I could see magazines on the racks with half naked bodies and movies and sex toys in the distance. To the right was another archway into an even darker room. I saw the sign on the wall that read, 'Video Arcade'. I stepped toward the arcade, and just inside the archway I saw a glass case with movies on the wall. They were numbered from 1 to 20, and I stepped over to look at them. The first 15 were straight movies and the last 5 were gay. One caught my eye, number 18 titled, “Gloryhole Cum Pigs.” I turned and looked into the arcade. It appeared to be “U” shaped with booths lining the inner part of the hallway. There were a few guys leaning up against the wall outside the booths, and moans from porn videos could be heard coming from the booths. I slowly walked down the hallway passed a few guys, checking them out as I walked by. I rounded the corner and there was a thin guy leaning against the wall with a thick beard. He glanced at me and I saw the “pig” across his chest. It was MY guy. My poz pig. As I walked past him our eyes stayed on each other. He gave me a little grin, and winked an eye at me. I stopped just beyond him and leaned against the wall. He glanced over at me one more time and then stepped toward a booth. As he opened the door he nodded his head toward me to go into the booth next to him, then stepped inside and closed the door. I stepped into the booth next to him, locked the door, and sat down on the chair. I dropped some coins into the booth and found the porn that caught my eye. Number 18…..”Gloryhole Cum Pigs.” I heard some money drop into the booth next to mine and saw a glimmer of light illuminate a gloryhole in the wall. I was already hard, and my cock was pulsing tightly pressed against my jeans. I reached down and rubbed against my cock. An excitement shot through my body, and I saw movement through the gloryhole. He slid a finger through the gloryhole and rubbed it slowly on the edges of the hole. I stood up, unzipped my pants and slid them down. I stroked my cock through my underwear, then pulled the elastic over my cock head, and let my cock spring to attention in the air. I could see my poz pig watching me through the gloryhole as he again slid his finger in and out of the hole. I slowly slid my cock through the hole and he ran his fingers down the full length of my hard cock before grasping it firmly. He then ran his tongue across the head of my cock and slowly slid my cock all the way into his mouth. He sucked on my rod several times, then pulled my cock out of his mouth and waited for me to pull out of the gloryhole. He whispered through the hole: Pig4play: ”Glad you showed up.” Me: I squatted down at the gloryhole, and stroked my cock while chatting with him. “Me too, You’re a hot guy.” Pig4play: I could feel his breath on my face as he said, “Still want my poz seed?” Me: “Yes!!” Pig4play: “Fuck yes”…..and he slowly whispered to me, drawing out each word, “I’m going to poz you!!!” I nearly shot my load as my cock pulsed rock hard in my hand. Then he stood up. The light from the porn playing on the screen lit up his crotch and I could see a huge bulge in his jeans. He slid his hand across his cock and unzipped his pants. He wasn’t wearing underwear and the head of his cock immediately shot out from his jeans. He had a gorgeous uncut cock, about eight inches long, and very veiny. His cock stood straight out and pulsed and danced rock hard. A small drop of precum glistened on the tip of his foreskin and started to run over the edge. What a fucking hot man!!!! The light bounced off his cock as he pointed it toward the gloryhole. As he turned toward the gloryhole I saw a hot biohazard tattoo just below his hip along his pubic hair. My cock danced with excitement as he slid poz cock through the gloryhole. His cock grew and jumped as it pulsed a few times and the precum started to dangle from the edge of his foreskin. I met his precum with my tongue and tasted his sweet man juice. I then stroked his cock and slid back his foreskin to reveal a huge, glistening wet, mushroom head. I licked the head of his cock, tasting more of his sweet poz precum. Then I devoured his cock all the way into my mouth until my face was pressed up against the gloryhole. I slowly started to suck his cock all the way in and out of my mouth. He moaned on the other side of the gloryhole and pushed his cock as far into my mouth as possible. My cock was rock hard and my ass was twitching as I gagged from his cock probing the back of my throat. I wanted this man so badly…..every inch of his cock, and every drop of his seed. He pulled his cock from my mouth and squatted at the gloryhole again. Pig4play: “Want my seed in your ass now?” Me: “Fuck yes!!!” Pig4play: Then he Whispered, “I won’t pull out.” Me: “Fuck….yes. Give me your poz cum. Just take it slow.” Pig4play: “You got it….you’re getting pozzed tonight. Let me see that hot ass.” I stood up and turned to show him my ass, then slowly pressed my hole up to the gloryhole. He slid his tongue across my hole and my ass twitched and puckered. I spread my cheeks and he buried his tongue as deep as he could into my hole. He rimmed my ass, lubing it up with his spit, then slid a wet finger into my ass. My ass tightened around his finger, and he slowly slid it in and out, caressing the edges of my hole each time he pulled his finger out. His finger ran over my hole several times, then I felt the head of his slick wet cock against my ass. He either had a ton of spit on his cock or lubed it up and he started to put pressure against my ass. I felt the head of his cock pushing harder against my ass as my hole opened and let the head of his mushroom cock slip in. Pain shot through my body as he started to open me up. He pulled out again and ran his fingers across my hole again and slid two inside me. Then I felt his cock against my ass again, and I kept myself pressed firmly against the gloryhole. With a quick thrust, he shoved his cock head into my hole. The pain was excruciating, but he stayed still for a moment. Then I felt him pushing more of his shaft into my ass. He slowly slid his cock farther into me, and the pain intensified. I wanted this so badly, and thoughts of his poz precum leaking in me shot through my brain. I craved for his cock to be all the way in me, filling me with his seed. I had my hands pressed against the opposite wall, holding my ass tightly around his cock and with one forceful thrust he shoved his cock all the way into my ass. I gasped with a shot of intense pain that slowly turned to pleasure coursing through my body. I had my first cock in me, a poz cock and it felt awesome. He started to slide in and out of my ass. With every thrust of his cock into me, I could feel my ass tighten around his shaft. He worked my ass, slowly, pulling out all the way, then sliding balls deep into me. My cock was rock hard, and the more he worked my ass, the more I felt like I was going to shoot my load. Then he started working my ass harder and faster. I could hear him moaning with pleasure, and felt his cock swell as he thrust in me one more time. His cock was buried deep in my ass, and I could feel every pulse of his rod as he filled my ass with his poz seed. Fuck yes….this man was filling me with poz cum through a gloryhole!!!! I didn’t even touch my cock and my ass tightened around his shaft as I started to empty my balls with each pulse of my rock hard cock. I shot a huge load of cum and felt it dripping from the head of my rod. His cock stayed in me and I could feel it slowly stop pulsing. I tightened my ass around his cock again to milk out every drop of his toxic load. Then he slowly pulled out of me, and I could feel cum drip out of my hole and down my ass crack. My body was sweating, and was filled with waves of pleasure. I slowly turned and squatted at the gloryhole and felt more cum leak from my stretched hole. I reached down with my fingers and ran them across my wet, sloppy hole and tasted this sexy man’s toxic juices. He squatted down at the gloryhole and said, “Enjoy the gift. If you want more, you know how to find me.” Then I got one last glimpse of “pig” written across his t-shirt as he stood up and left the booth. I sat on the chair with my pants at my ankles, still panting. I thought, Fuck!! I have a poz load of cum in my ass!!! What a fucking turn on. I tightened my ass cheeks again working his seed inside of me. As I took a deep breath I could smell cum in the air. My cock again pulsed and started to get hard. This was fucking hot!!! I heard the door to the booth next to me open again, and I sat on the chair with my cock getting hard. I started to stroke my shaft. I dropped some coins into the booth and found my porn again….”Gloryhole Cum Pigs.” I glansed over at the gloryhole and a beautiful cut cock slid through. It was semi-hard, and I reached out to stroke it. My cock was fully erect again, and I squatted at the gloryhole and slid this hot cock into my mouth. As I slowly slid his cock in and out of my mouth, I felt it get fully erect and pulse against my tongue. It wasn’t as long as my poz pig’s cock, but it was a hot cock to suck. I kept working his rod, until I heard him moan and shove it farther into mouth as he spewed his cum into my mouth with each pulse. He filled my mouth with his juice, and I let it all slide down my throat. I was hooked, not only on poz seed, but this fucking hot scene, of gloryhole sex. I stayed for several hours sucking cock after cock, taking all the cum down my throat I could get. I stroked my hard cock, the entire time, but didn’t shoot another load. I left the bookstore horny as hell with a full belly of cum, a hard cock leaking precum mixed with cum, and one hot poz load in my ass. While driving home, I thought about my hot, poz pig, and how much I wanted to keep his toxic cum in me. I hoped his load would charge me up, and I was anxious for more of his seed, and more gloryhole piggin'. I knew I would be back for more - very soon!!!!

Does anyone think that their small dick is part of the reason they are a bottom? In other words the concept of "size is destiny" in the bedroom? Seems natural for guys with little dicks to be exclusively bottom....

Gloryhole Cum Pig: Part 2 I arrived at my home and went upstairs to my room and locked the door. It was around 11 pm and I was so exited. I took my shirt off and looked at my body in the mirror. I stared into my own eyes and started to grin. I thought about the poz load of cum in my ass and how hot the gloryhole play was. I actually got into some real piggy play, and I loved every bit of it. My cock was getting boned up just thinking about that poz seed in me. My cock was pressed tight against my jeans, showing my rock hard bulge. I unbuckled my pants and dropped them to the floor and headed to my computer. I sat in the desk chair with my legs spread open and jacked off while logging onto my favorite chat site. I again tighten my ass working the poz seed in me while stroking my hard cock. I entered the “AAA Pigs for Poz Loads” room and looked for a pig to chat with about the load of poz cum deep in my ass. There he was. My gifter from earlier in the night, “Pig4play.” I no sooner saw him in the room when a message popped up on my screen. Pig4play: “Hey pig. Hope U enjoyed your seeding tonight.” Me: “My God, I just got home, and I’m still boned about it.” Pig4play: “Did U stay to get your ass loaded up good tonight?” Me: “I stayed and sucked cock after cock. Took all the cum down my throat I could get, but the only load in my ass is your poz cum.” Pig4play: “Good boy!!! I have more of that toxic juice if U want it.” Me: “Fuck yes!!!!” Pig4play: “Want another load tomorrow night?” Me: “Fuck YES!!! Poz me!!” Pig4play: “U will poz alright. I have an added gift for U too.” Me: “I’ll take all you can give.” Pig4play: “Tomorrow at 9pm, same place?” Me: “Fuck yes!! I will be there.” I spent the next several hours edging my rock hard shaft while chatting with fellow pigs about poz and my hot night of gloryhole, pig play. My only break from stroking my cock was to piss in a glass I had on my desk and enjoy gulping down every drop while cruising and chatting with my pig buds. My cock was still rock hard, but it was getting late, so I crawled into bed. The sheets felt awesome against my naked body and my cock danced a bit as I slowly drifted off to sleep, keeping every drop of poz cum in my ass to do its job while I hopefully dreamed of raunchy, sleazy poz men. The next day was busy. My parents left early in the morning to go visit family out of town for a few days. I had the house to myself for a few days, sweet!!! My mom left a note on the refrigerator, “Enjoy yourself, but be careful. We trust you. You know there’s plenty of food in the house. Here’s a list of things for you to do while we are gone. Love, Mom.” If they only knew how much of a pig I was becoming, and that their “innocent” boy was gay and chasing poz cum. I had the day to myself, but had a lot of errands to run and work to do around the house. I was happy to be busy. The thought of being a pig again that same night had my cock half boned up all day. I could hardly wait. For supper I made a pizza. I took my pizza up to my room, stripped naked, and logged onto my computer. I stroked my cock, chatted with pigs online about piss play and uninhibited BB pigging, while enjoying my pizza and recycling my own piss. I even pissed on a piece of my pizza and gulped that down. It was a great intro to my night of sleazy play ahead at the bookstore. Then a message popped up from “Pig4play.” I hoped he wasn’t cancelling our pig session. I was crazy for his poz cum again. Pig4play: “Hey pig.” Me: “What’s up?” Pig4play: “Boned up for my seed?” Me: “Absolutely!!” Pig4play: “Good boy!! Look forward to breeding U again.” Me: “Fuck!!” Pig4play: “U keep my seed in U all night?” Me: “Yes, every drop!!” Pig4play: “Good boy!! See U soon, pig!!!” I was so boned again. I was excited he didn’t cancel. Then I jumped into the shower, and got ready to go meet my poz pig for another breeding. I wore a tight pair of shorts and a jockstrap. I figured I’d do a little cruising before I took more poz cum, so I arrived at the bookstore about 30 minutes early. I entered through the back entrance again, and into the dark video arcade. The same smell of sex and cum danced in the air and teased my already hard cock. Again, there were men leaning against the walls, cruising for sex. They glanced at me down the hall, and made eye contact as I walked past, eyeing me up and down. The cruising was erotic. I checked out their packages as I walked by, to see if they showed nice bulges of meat waiting to be sucked. I circled the hall and entered a booth and turned on the same video from the night before, “Gloryhole Cum Pigs.” I loved watching the guys sucking cock and getting fucked through the gloryholes. The anonymous sex was so hot. The smell of cum and cock was strong and teased my nostrils. I looked at the gloryhole now lit up from the porn playing. I could see cum on the wall below the hole, and I reached over and ran my finger into it and licked it up. Then I rubbed my hard cock, unbuckled my shorts and dropped them to my ankles. My cock was pulsing in my jockstrap, and I pressed hard against it. Then I popped it out of the pouch and stroked my meat. It didn’t take long for the door to open to the booth next to me. I squatted at the gloryhole hoping to get a glimpse of the guy that entered the room. He dropped a few coins into the booth and scrolled down to the gay porn videos. The light from the video lit up his body. He was a younger guy, nice average build with tight blue jeans and a nice package. He started to rub his already hard cock and wasted no time in unzipping his jeans to show me a beautiful, hard 7 inch cock dancing in the air. I slid my finger along the gloryhole inviting him to give me a taste. He slowly turned while stroking his cock and stuck the head of his rod through the gloryhole. I grabbed his cock with my hand and guided it all the way through until he was pressed tightly against the gloryhole. I could see his pubic hair sticking through the gloryhole and his cock was standing at attention. I ran my hand down the full length of his shaft, then followed with my tongue. I stroked my hard cock while sucking every inch of this beautiful meat. I could feel his cock swelling each time I slid it down my tongue, deep into my throat. His precum was leaking into my mouth and my taste buds soaked up the sweetness. I kept sucking his cock slowly working him into ecstasy. He worked his cock into my mouth slowly, moaning with pleasure until his cock swelled even bigger and began to shoot spurt after spurt of sweet seed. I could feel it hitting the back of my throat and tongue and I swallowed every drop of his juice. I loved the taste of precum and cum. My cock was pulsing as he fed me his cum, and my ass was puckering with excitement. It was the perfect lead in to my next breeding. He slipped his cock back through the gloryhole, buckled up his jeans and left the booth. I stayed squatted at the gloryhole watching him tuck his meat back into his pants. Then I sat on the chair, stroked my cock a few times until my movie ran out of time. I tucked my rock hard cock into my jock and shorts, zipped up and joined the men cruising outside the booths while waiting for my poz pig to arrive and seed my ass. I heard the door to the bookstore open and close a few times, and heard guys coming and going. For the next 10 minutes or so I enjoyed cruising guys as they walked by, made eye contact or brushed against me in the hallway. Some of them entered a booth next to me. I wanted to take the booth next to them and get their cocks in my mouth, but I waited for my poz pig to arrive. Then I heard the bookstore door open again, and someone entered the arcade. I heard him walking down the hall, and when he rounded the corner it was my poz pig. He again had on blue jeans and a t-shirt with a large biohazard symbol on the front of the shirt. One look at my sexy, poz pig and that shirt, and my cock couldn’t get any harder. My rod pulsed over and over in my jock, and my hole tightened with each pulse of my cock. He walked toward me, and stared into my eyes as he approached me. As he walked past me, he again winked and brushed his hand against the bulge in my shorts. A wave of pleasure shot through my body, and I craved to have his cum in my ass again. He immediately walked up to the booth, opened the door and stepped inside. As he closed the door he looked at me and motioned for me to get in the booth next to him. I wasted no time in accepting the invitation. He dropped a few coins into the booth and I did the same. I unbuckled my shorts and dropped them to my ankles and squatted at the gloryhole. As I stroked my cock through my jockstrap I could feel the cool air on my tight asshole. The light from his video lit up his slender body, and I got another glimpse of that hot biohazard symbol across his chest. His cock was hard, and formed a beautiful bulge against his tight jeans. As he rubbed his hand against his cock, he whispered through the hole, Pig4play: “Are U thirsty, pig?” Me: “Fuck, yes.” Pig4play: “Want to drink from my tap too?” Me: “Yes, feed me!!” Pig4play: “U got it!!” He stood up, and unbuckled his jeans and dropped them to his ankles. He again had on no underwear or jock and his cock was at full attention. He turned to the gloryhole and slowly slipped his cock head to the opening of the gloryhole. I opened my mouth and ran my tongue along the head of his cock and foreskin. He let out a little piss as it ran out from the edge of his foreskin and onto my face and tongue. Then he slid his cock through the gloryhole, across my lips and down my tongue into my mouth. I held his cock still in my mouth and could smell the sweat of his body on his pubic hair. It was intoxicating. Then I felt his cock pulse a few times and his warm stream of piss started to fill my hungry mouth. He stopped pissing just long enough for me to swallow each gulp before feeding me more and more of his salty piss. My cock was so hard as he emptied every drop of his bladder down my throat. When he was clearly done feeding me all of his piss, I began to slowly work the full length of his shaft in and out of my mouth. I felt the head of his cock on the back of my tongue as he began to leak his poz precum down my throat. It was a sweet taste I loved. I pulled his cock from my mouth and grasped his hard cock sliding his foreskin over his mushroom head before continuing to make love to his toxic meat with my mouth. He let out a few moans of pleasure as he slid his cock back through the gloryhole and squatted before me. He whispered through the hole, Pig4play: “Time to poz your hole, pig.” Me: “Fuck, yes!!” as my cock pulsed again rock hard. Pig4play: “Get your hole up here for my cock.” I turned and pressed my ass up to the gloryhole. I could feel his warm breath on my hole as he slid his tongue across my hole. Waves of pleasure raced through my body as he pressed his tongue deep into my ass. I could feel his mustache brushing against my hole as he worked my ass with his tongue. Then his wet fingers rubbed my asshole, and he worked them into my tight hole. I kept my ass tight against the gloryhole, and heard him spit on the other side of the wall. His wet fingers ran across and into my hole, lubing my ass for his poz cock. His cock head again felt wet as he pressed firmly against my hole. My ass was still a little sore from last night’s seeding, but his head slipped into my hole with more ease. Tonight he wasted no time in stretching my tight hole wide open. He worked my ass hard, pumping his cock all the way balls deep into me through the gloryhole. With each thrust against my prostate my cock danced with excitement. He continued to slide all the way in and out of my hole, pausing only for a moment to rub his precum from the head of his cock across my hole before sliding back in deep and hard. He fucked me at a steady pace, moaning and groaning with each plunge into my ass. My body was sweating, and I loved the feel of his hard poz rod filling my ass. Again his cock swelled and I felt every inch of his meat deep inside me as he filled me with another load of his toxic cum. Waves of pleasure coarsed through my body and I shot my load, hitting my chin and lips as it shot across the booth. My tongue quickly licked up the drops of my own cum from around my mouth. He kept his cock in my ass for a moment before pulling out, and I turned to watch him through the gloryhole. He slid his jeans up, tucking his massive uncut cock away and zipped up. He leaned over to the gloryhole and said, Pig4play: “I’m going to poz your hole, pig. I know U want it!!” Me: “Yes…charge me up.” Pig4play: “Till next time, pig.” With that he stood up, and left the booth. I again stayed for several hours sucking as many cocks as I could take, filling my belly with sweet, creamy juice. All the way home I enjoyed the smell of cock, cum, piss, and sweat on my lips. I slept unshowered and stinking of sweat and sex. I had another load of his toxic seed deep in my ass all night long. In the morning I woke to a raging hard on and again sat at my computer and jacked off chatting with guys about gifting and chasing poz. Over the next month I sucked cock at the bookstore’s gloryholes every chance I had, taking my poz pig’s seed in my ass 7 more times. I craved to poz and was turning into a gloryhole slut. I loved the pig I was becoming. I wanted to get fucked by as many cocks as I could through the gloryholes. I loved the anonymous sex, but I only sucked cock, allowing only my poz pig to breed my ass. About 6 weeks after taking my first toxic load from my hot, poz pig I went to the bookstore and sucked cock after cock. I again left with a ton of cum down my throat. I left a happy pig, and curled up in my bed stinking of cock and sex. In the middle of the night I woke drenched in sweat. By morning I was nauseated, and vomiting. I was sick for a week and knew I was converting. As sick as I felt, I also was horny as hell knowing I was pozzing. After feeling a little better, I drove to the free clinic to test for HIV. My poz pig succeeded. I was charged up. I was so boned about the results. I left the clinic with a full erection and went home and shot 2 loads of poz seed. I popped online to my favorite chat room, “AAA Pigs for Poz Loads.” I shared the news of my conversion with my pig buds, and searched for my poz gifter. After a few days of searching for him, I was online and a message from him popped up. Pig4play: “Hey, pig, what’s up?” Me: “I tested poz. You charged my ass up.” Pig4play: “Fuckin hot!!” Me: “I love it.” Pig4play: “I didn’t tell U one thing, pig. I had high viral loads when fucking your ass. I wanted to make sure U let me charge your ass up.” Me: “Fucking hot!! Should have told me, would have been even hotter knowing I was taking highly toxic seed.” Pig4play: “Want to meet me at the bookstore tonight to celebrate?” Me: “Fuck yes!!!” That night we swapped toxic seed through the gloryhole. Before leaving my poz pig slipped me a piece of paper through the gloryhole. It simply read, “John,” with his phone number. I called him the next evening. He asked me if I wanted to go out. We started dating, and he’s now my partner. We continue to swap our poz seed and piss, but we also cruise the bookstore and online, seeding fellow chasers looking to join the club!!!

Mmmmhh, guys, you are so wonderful perverts! Spread the disease!

Chapter 9: My Bill to MS13 Comes Due – The Finale - “OH LITTLE PAPI, YOUR HOLE IS SO WET!!!” Santos said as he slid his dick into my hungry hole to feed me. Santos took his time and enjoyed adding his toxic cum to all the other loads. When we got home I really had to go let some of it out, but Santos asked me to hold it in, as he loved going to sleep with his dick inside me and knowing I had all of those men inside me too just made his dick stay hard. I woke up early the next morning, a bit worse for the wear, and started to get everything prepared. Miguel and Los Chicos both had their tasks, and around noon I had a couple of the enforcers escort me back to the room where we would meet the guards when needed. The guard who was there when Humberto came was waiting, along with three large boxes. I paid him as agreed, he asked for a bonus, so I told him I would meet him there in three days if he wanted to fuck again. As much as the pig inside of me wanted more cum, my mind was too busy focusing on the evening’s gathering. Back in our section of the prison I had had a couple large tables set up on the second floor for our enforcers and Miguel and Los Chicos were busy setting out dinner plates and glasses. Real ones, not the broken plastic stuff everyone usually ate off. Upstairs I set our table up the same way and as the afternoon wore on more deliveries and helpers arrived and by dusk, everything was ready. I found Santos standing at the top of the stairs, looking around in confusion. “What the fuck is all this?” he asked as I went over to him. “I knew the gang leaders were coming to dinner, but this?” he noted as he pointed at the dishes, and other new additions to our dining room. I shrugged, gave him a grin, and said, “Well, I figured we have a lot to be thankful for and I especially want to show them my appreciation. Anyways, no time to chat, there is a clean shirt for you on the bed, time to get changed as our guests will be here soon.” While Santos went to change, I went downstairs, found Santos’ top Lieutenant, and made sure he knew what to do and had everything they would need. He thanked me again and I rushed back upstairs, told Miguel and Los Chicos it was time to go down with the others, but to first wait at the stairs for our guest as I ran to join Santos and change. Santos was just putting on his new, white shirt. I whistled at him, he smiled, pulled me close to him, and gave me a long, passionate kiss. I pulled away and asked him to please go out and greet our guests. Just as I came back, Sancho, the leader of Control Machete was arriving and as he greeted Santos, he handed him a large bottle of his favorite tequila. “Very nice,” Sancho said as he looked around, “I’m glad I dressed for the part. I must admit I did not expect something so nice. Knowing Los Chicos were helping I thought I would be lucky to get some fried plantains!” His laughter helped Santos relax and we were soon joined by David, the head of Calle 18, and Sagastume Fajardo of MS-13. When the leader of MS-13 arrived he pulled me to the side and said, “Well done. Does he know? No? Good.” Everyone soon had a drink and were making small talk, a scene like one would find in any happy home, ours just happened to be a dangerous prison. Soon dinner was ready, everyone took their seats, and a couple of the men from the Mercado that I had hired to cook a special meal for us and the men downstairs began to bring out the food – a special roasted pork leg, tamales, rice, beans, and some fresh seafood. The skin of the pork was left on during the roasting, making a local delicacy called “chicharron”, and the three gang leaders seemed like little children as they argued who would get the biggest piece. Dinner went on without a hitch and for desert I handed out some cigars for the men to enjoy. “Thank you all for coming this evening,” I said. “I know this is a bit unusual, but I wanted you to know how much I appreciate everything you have done for me and I look forward to a profitable relationship. Oh, and there is one more thing. I understand today is Santos’ birthday and wanted to make sure he had a special day!” As Santos looked at me, he actually blushed, he then glared at the leader of MS-13 who shrugged, and the others laughed and wished him well. Right then the guys in the kitchen brought out a birthday cake and all of the men laughed and whooped and Santos blushed even more. About two weeks after Santos’ birthday dinner, the leader of MS-13 stopped by. He sent Los Chicos downstairs and stationed two of his men at the top of the stairs to keep anyone out as he pushed me into the back bedroom where he began to get undressed. “You have kept me waiting too long mi AIDs mujer. Your fucking gringo pussy has been missing my gangbanger dick hasn’t it? That culo needs to used right. I love mi hermano, but Santos is, say, umm, he is reluctant to give you the fuck I know you need, that merciless fuck that only MS-13 can give. If Santos were not my brother, I would have you with me. I would use you every day so that my dick here got the attention it deserves. As that can’t be, Santos has agreed to let me spend some time with you, to work out my frustrations, to be your marido for the day when I need. To let you please me, serve me, bleed for me. What do you think about that you fucking gringo fresa?” The tone of the gang leader’s voice had changed from one of half-hearted teasing, to a demand, as had his touch. Where a moment ago he was gently holding his arm around me, he now pushed me roughly down onto the bed, pulled my pants down and tried to force himself up my dry hole. He was too big, my ass too dry, so he flipped me over, straddled me and said, “SPIT ON IT! AGAIN! MAKE IT WET, BECAUSE THAT IS ALL THE LUBE YOU’RE GETTING! That’s it, wet it up.” The MS-13 gang leader then mounted me rough and hard, my screams buried in the pillow he pulled tight against my face as he fucked with every force of his being. Once spent inside me, he laid on the bed, holding me tight against his sweat drenched body, his red covered dick leaving little war paint marks across our bodies before he began to kiss me like a dying man on his last breath. His stuble scratched, my lips felt smashed as he filled my mouth with his tongue and spit, his hardening dick letting me know he was ready for more and this time any noise I would have made was lost in his eager mouth over mine. Satisfied again, the leader of MS-13 lay on his back, his chest still heaving as he fought to catch his breath from the work out. I was a bit dizzy myself from the fuck, but felt an intense satisfaction in a way I had not before. It was unsettling, and so I got up, and stepped out to the other room to get his cigarettes and some liquor. He sat on the edge of the bed, lit a cigarette, and took a long drag. Fuck he was sexy! I handed him a drink then reached down and hefted his semi-hard dick. He put the cigarette between his teeth, turned my face to his and said, “See how I marked you? Dime lo que quieres. Tell me what you want.” This was not an order, more of a plea, and I shared with him my deepest, darkest, desires. It had been several weeks since the leader of MS-13 started spending part or most of a day with me once a week. Our sessions became more extreme I guess as he was true to his word and gave me total, no holds barred fuck downs as we explored all aspects of our sexual interests and desires. Santos always seemed eager for me to tell him about these sessions as he fucked me that night, working his gang brother’s cum and piss deeper into my ass walls. I had also started to develop a craving for both their piss and Santos happily fed me. For me it was just one more way I could please him, take him, make him part of me. I had just seen my M-13 AIDs husband the day before, when one of his men found me and told me he wanted to see me that night and that I should be ready at 9:00 and he would come back and escort me. We never did our sessions at night as that was my time with Santos, but he had been sent the same message it appeared as he came to me and said, “Don’t worry. I have some other business to take care of this evening anyways. I’ll see you when you get home.” I got cleaned up, and while I waited opened one of the good bottles of Guaro that I now kept in stock and hit it hard. At 9:05, four members of the MS-13 gang arrived and escorted me to meet their leader. We went through several sections, all of which were locked and the guy in front used a key to let us from one to the other, and finally we descended a crumbling set of stairs into a dark and stifling hot set of rooms that were lit only by a bare bulb hanging from a frayed wire at the bottom of the stairs. The leader of MS-13 was waiting at the bottom of the stairs, coated in sweat, his musk filling my nostrils as I wanted to bend over right there for him. “Tonight your payment is due,” the leader of MS-13 said in a low and sinister voice. I knew this day would come, but guess I did not expect it so soon. “While you have been given certain considerations because of our gang brother, it is now time to decide whether or not you wish to be our brother in your own right. Normally, the ritual for such acceptance is to be jumped in. The brothers would beat you, but at the request of my fellow leaders, we have agreed on another option. Instead, you will be sexed in like a woman, by 13 gangbangers. Don’t misunderstand. The commitment is the same to us and you will not be thought of any less. This is an honor, one being presented to you alone. What is also different is this will not be just MS-13. There are members here from Calle 18 and Control Machete. You would become a brother to all.” The only sounds in the room were the shuffling of some feet and the loud beating of my heart, the only light being cast from the cigarettes being smoked and the lonely bulb. “What do you say?” the leader of MS-13 asked. I had decided this already and was sure. My life now, and in the future was with Santos. “I agree,” I said as he slapped me on the shoulder, nodded, and before he proceeded up the stairs he paused and whispered into my ear, “Everyone of them has AIDs – a special gift from me to you.” Someone turned on a radio, the gangbanger who had come to pick me up grabbed the back of my neck, looked at me and said, “Time to get the party started mi hermano – well you’re not a brother yet, you’re still a fresa, a little gringo fag, but when we are done, you will be our hermano.” My private sessions with the leader of MS-13, and my Friday night fuck fests with the AIDs bunch, had prepared me well, and the gangbangers were gentleman rapists. I was afraid of being punched or hurt like that, but beyond a little slapping and choking, all it was was rough, hardcore, bareback fucking. No lube, no spit, no foreplay, just raw slam fucking by gangbangers who were all very well hung. I think that was how they were chosen in part as there was not a little dick among them. While 13 gangbangers were supposed to fuck me for my initiation, I did not understand until I saw the same partially toothless smile hovering over me as he unloaded in my ass that they were each going to shoot multiple loads. The fucking went on for literally hours and I was bruised and scraped up from being pushed and fucked against the wall, the floors, and was covered in cum, sweat, and piss. My ass was throbbing and sore and I could honestly say I did not want any more dick. I was face down on the floor having just taken another load of cum, followed by a stream of steaming piss on my face and into my open mouth. The gangbanger stopped, and I waited for the next fuck. No one got on me, so I rolled over and wiped the piss off my eyes, wondering if I was done. I then noticed the shadow of a man standing against the far wall, the glow of a lit cigarette in his hand. I waited and as he put the cigarette up to his lips and inhaled I gasped in surprise and shock. IT WAS SANTOS! I didn’t move, suddenly afraid as Santos put out the cigarette and walked over to me. I looked at up Santos, his body cast in shadows from the lone light bulb and noticed his dick was raging hard. He kneeled beside me, rubbed my head, and said with such emotion in his voice, “Oh mi mujer! What you have done! What you have sacrificed! What you have committed too! Oh mi mujer, your night is not over yet, I AM NUMBER 13!!!” Santos rolled me back onto my stomach, he pulled his pants down, and completed my gangbanger initiation. That night Santos let loose and was wilder than he had ever been. He told me over and over how much he loved me, needed me, and we would be together forever now, then he would give me another load of cum, one of several before he was spent and we made our way back up the crumbling stairs, his arm around me, and the MS-13 enforcers escorted us home. As soon as we entered our section of the prison, Santos’ men surrounded us, congratulating me, and him, and a few even made grabs at my abused ass. While his men and ‘gang’ of enforcers were all supposed to be free of any gang allegiance, it was the world they all came from and it still pulled at them. I was aware of how I must smell or look, but they did not seem to mind and for the first time I felt accepted in a way I had not before. By the next morning word had spread as Miguel and Los Chicos could talk about nothing else at breakfast. The details of my initiation were a sworn secret, but as I did not look beat up, they knew something else had happened. I also received visits and congratulations that morning from the leaders of the three gangs and soon everything was back to normal. The only physical reminder of that night is the tattoo that I was given by order of the three gang leaders to represent my brotherhood to all three. Just above my belly button I now have a black and white prison tat with two machetes crossing forming a splayed X. On the right machete blade is the stylized text ‘X3’ for MS-13, and on the left the text ‘X8’, for Calle 18. The tattoo hurt fucking worse than anything and I must have drank two bottles of tequila while getting it. Life has settled into a comfortable, yet never boring routine. The following months after my initiation brought new challenges getting the stores up and running how I wanted, but I have figured out how everything works now, who is an honest trader, who is not, how to keep the guards on our side (letting them fuck me on a regular basis helps) and more, and am making a nice profit. Los Chicos are doing well, both speaking English pretty fluently now, and while Armando had a couple bad spells where he got really sick, now that I have money coming in I have bought him some medicines that helped. Miguel is well and is growing into a solid man and leader, but all he can talk about is when we move to our house in the country and can buy a cow. Santos had to find some new enforcers when two of his old ones were caught stealing drugs, and other typical prison stuff, including a small riot started by a group of new MS-13 members and once again Santos saved a lot of lives. Every Friday is still our ‘fuck night’ as Santos takes me to our playroom and watches me get fucked by whatever AIDs fuckers or nasty dicked top he has lined up. I still see the leader of MS-13 at least once a week and sex with him continues to be wild, hot, and nasty! David and I have played a few more times but I have still not played with Sancho, although he did come to watch Los Chicos and me again. Well cousin, that is my life in San Pedro Sula Prison. We survive day by day and minute by minute but we hope that in 5-years, if not sooner, Santos will be set free and then he and I will move to the coast where we will open a little store for me, bar for him, and of course will buy a cow for Miguel.

Hell yes. Guys with small dicks need to realize they were born to be bred.

Chapter 4 – My Bug Chasing Life – No it’s not a Pixar Movie The evening had been warm as usual, but the night had been more than I could have imagined as Santos had me fucked by a couple of really infected dudes, including The Goat, and then Oscar, the guy with the bull tattoo. I also took several loads from his enforcers before we came back to our rooms, they left, and I found out that a riot had broken out and Santos had been hurt. I cautiously walked back up the stairs and sat down on the steps leading to the third floor. Then I saw him, Santos was coming up the stairs to the second floor, his face cut and bloody. Shit, the look of pain in his eyes, it killed me. I knew right then I loved him. I put my arm around him and helped him upstairs and to the table outside of El Capo’s room. Santos grunted in pain as he sat in the chair and I swore, wondering where the fuck Miguel was. “You could have left,” Santos said. I did not really hear him as I tried to dab the blood away from the gash in his forehead. “Why didn’t you leave, why Little Papi?” Santos asked, grabbing my wrist and making me face him, his piercing eyes now flooded with pain, yet still, there was something more there and in his voice. What do I say? “I..I.. just…I thought you might need me, I thought…” I stammered and sputtered as my emotions overwhelmed me. Santos pulled me closer to him with his right arm and kissed me. My insides turned upside down and I was lost in him again. FUCK! I didn’t understand this. How could I feel something for this guy. He had bought me like a fucking farm animal, kept me captive, yet…yet I wanted to be with him, to belong to him, to love him. Miguel finally arrived with a small, tattered cardboard box containing a few basic medical supplies and a bottle of brandy. He set it on the table then squatted by the window and watched as I bandaged Santos up the best I could. Some of Santos’ enforcers came upstairs as well, and I bandaged them up too, but had to send Miguel out to find some clean t-shirts to tear up to use as we quickly ran out of bandages. As I worked on his enforcers, Santos sat in a chair by the window in his usual stance with one hand on his thigh, the other holding his cigarette, alternately staring out into the now, quiet night, and watching me. The next several days were chaotic as the prison was still tense and there were small fights breaking out that Santos and his men had to keep putting down. I spent my days worrying about him, but I was still El Capo’s wifey, so while everyone else was out dealing with the troubles, El Capo – the Boss in name only it seemed - spent more of his time naked with his dick buried up my ass. El Capo’s new, favorite position was to have me lay on my back on his bed, pull my legs back so he could spit on my hole and hear me cry out as he drove his huge dick in me. “Good fucking wifey,” the Boss said, “Nice bitch, love being up that hole, fits just right around my big old polla, fuck yeah, keep my balls drained like a good wife, good good wife.” While I enjoyed the raw fuck and taking his cum, I could not help but wish for more, more of the bug, more infected dick, more of Santos. The riots and their aftermath had created a shift in power, and while I did not know all that was happening, it was clear everyone was paying less and less attention to El Capo, and the less he had to do, the more El Capo drank. He was a sloppy drunk and soon was passing out long before he could get hard and fuck. That was fine by me for as things quieted down, Santos began coming to see me each night before he went to bed. He would sit in the chair by my bed, smoking his cigarette, the light from the outer room highlighting the muscles in his torso. We would talk for a while about things, his childhood, my childhood, and more, and then when he was ready, he would fuck me and send me to sleep with my ass full of his cum, setting his AIDs virus free to do its work and mark me as his Little Papi. A couple weeks after the riot, everything seemed back to normal except for El Capo who was more and more drunk all the time. He had also began to have a frequent visitor, a man Miguel called the Burro. The Burro dressed in white slacks, white shirt, and white brimmed hat. He apparently owned a number of the businesses in the Mercado, sold drugs, and was an all around prick. When he came to see El Capo he was rude, demanding, and acted like he owned the fucking prison. I didn’t like him and still did not know enough Spanish to understand all that he said to El Capo, but I did know the Boss was always angrier and more agitated when The Burro left and would start yammering about how MS-13 would bow to him, we would see. They always made sure to meet alone, but Miguel would often hang around and sneak back into the kitchen or bathroom if he could to listen. The Burro had never shown any interest in me until one afternoon when I was in the kitchen fixing some food for him and El Capo and when I turned around The Burro was blocking my way. He did not speak any English and I had no idea what he said to me, so I tried to step around him and when I did he knocked the plates of food I was carrying out of my hands and onto the floor. “HEY! What the fuck man!” I hollered. The Burro just sneered at me, opened the zipper on his white pants and pulled out his dick. He was uncut, and it looked like it could be a nice size, but just something about the man did not set right with me. I saw Miguel run past as I went to step around The Burro and when I did, he grabbed my arm, spun me around and pushed me against the wall. “Get the fuck off me asshole!” I screamed and started to try to fight him and get away. I knew I would get into trouble for this, but there was no way I was letting this guy get on me. We struggled for a bit and luckily I was about the same size as he was. The Burro just kept trying to get my pants down and as I went to push at him again suddenly he was off me and crashing into the shelves of canned food on the back wall. I turned, and there was Santos, angrier then I had ever seen him and Miguel standing behind him, looking at me and pointing at Santos. I guess Miguel had realized I was in trouble and had gotten Santos. Santos’ voice was calm, yet had a sharp edge as he said, “Leave,” so Miguel and I rushed out into the main room only to find El Capo passed out, face down on the table. There was a muffled discussion in the kitchen and then we heard The Burro screaming as he came running out holding his nose, his white shirt and pants now covered in blood, and he kept screaming and swearing all the way down the stairs. As Santos stepped into the room casually wiping his hand off on a towel, two of his enforcers stepped into the room. They exchanged words in a whisper with Santos, then left after The Burro. “You two, downstairs, now,” Santos said. I looked at El Capo who was still face down on the table and Santos said, “Don’t worry about him. My boys will put him to bed.” Miguel and I went down the stairs and by this time there was quite a crowd all wondering what was going on, from those there on business to Santos’ enforcers. Santos told Miguel to take me back to Santos’ room and as Miguel led me to the rooms off to the side I realized many of the men in the room looked at Santos the way I felt – with awe, wonder, loyalty, and maybe even a type of love, and I felt a little jealous. Miguel left me in Santos’ room, which was fairly large, bright with two windows, cool from the AC and very clean and neat. Not what I expected I guess. I felt a little uncomfortable as I had never seen his room before and felt like I was invading his privacy. At the same time, I was excited and curious, but I sat in the wooden chair by the window and waited. It was dusk when Santos walked in. He looked tired, but I could see that horny glint in his eye and the bulge growing in his pants. As he walked towards me, Santos placed the every present cigarette between his lips and with both hands, reached down, undid his belt buckle and slid the long, leather belt out of his pants. “Open your mouth,” Santos said. I did, Santos stepped closer, looped the belt around my neck and cinched it tight so that it dug a little into my skin. Holding the belt with his right hand, Santos unbuttoned his pants, let them drop, and guided his bulging donkey dick toward my waiting mouth. I was drooling from hunger and lapped at his AIDs filled precum the moment my tongue was able to reach his piss slit. I wet his dick head and nibbled at the underside, making Santos squirm and moan. As his dick slicked up, Santos pushed it further into my throat, tightening the belt at the same time. I had never experienced that sensation and it was not rough or even choking me, just a guided pressure and tightness that seemed to enhance the sensation of his dick pushing my gag reflex out of the way. Santos did not last long, “Good Little Papi, taking my AIDs dick like I want, want me cum Papi? Want me to coat your throat and guts? Hmmm? Want some more gangbanger cum in you? I got you the biggest infected dick you will have ever seen, oh Little Papi cannot wait to see him make your ass wet!! OH PAPI HERE IT COMES!!!” My mouth and throat were soon filled and coated with his virus filled load, his sperm now swimming down my guts to join the breeders I hoped he would soon give me. “Oh Little Papi,” Santos sighed as he loosened the belt, bent down, and kissed me long and deep. He pulled my head against his hot and sweaty torso and I inhaled his musk and funk as he ran his fingers over my head. He stepped back, pulled up his pants, then said, “Come on Little Papi, this is a big night, and I have someone I want you to – or should I say you will want to meet you AIDs chasing slut!” Wow, this sounded excited, so I stood up, wiped my mouth just in case any evidence was left, and followed Santos back out in the main rooms of the second floor. The outer rooms were packed with gangbangers, all of them armed and the tension was thick. I knew the guys who were Santos’ men, but there were many more, I even saw Miguel handing out bullet clips, and I turned to ask what was going on. Santos shook his head, put his arm around me as we walked and we were surrounded by about 20 of the men, “No worries Little Papi, OK. I promise, you will have a good time.” I licked my lips out of nervousness and the desire for the tangy taste of his load, and let Santos and the escort lead me back to the little room he had taken me to before where the infected men had bred me. Like before, there were a couple of armed enforcers by the outside door, but this time as I walked down the dark hallway I had to squeeze past at least six others to get to the room. What was going on? I entered the room that was about 10 by 10 and lighted this time with several lamps sitting around the floor. The dirty, little mattress was still on the floor and the room was shrouded in smoke, thick and pungent. This time though instead of a couple guys waiting for me there was only one. The man sitting alone at the back of the room stood up and walked towards Santos and I. He was taller than Santos and heavily muscled and had many more tattoos that covered his torso, arms, and even some of his face. His hair was buzzed short and he had a mustache and hair on his chin, both cropped close as well. Santos walked over, they both flashed the ‘devil’s head’ hand sign before they embraced each other, and Santos called him, “hermano”, or brother. While I stood there, they spoke in quiet whispers for a few minutes, Santos looked at me a few times as he spoke, then patted the guy’s arm, came over and put his arm around me as he guided me to the man who was now lighting up a new smoke. “Little Papi, this is my hermano, Sagastume Fajardo, the palabreros of MS-13 here in San Pedro Sula – and not just the prison, the whole fucking city!” My questioning look told Santos I did not know what he meant so he added, “Palabreros loosely translated is ‘those who have the word,’ he is the leader, the top man.” I began to shake a little, suddenly scared shitless as I stood in front of someone I was sure was a murderer and more. Santos squeezed my shoulder and said, “Tonight you and my hermano will spend some time together. You see I have told him how much of a good AIDs slut you are Little Papi and how much you want to chase the bug. He will be your marido, or husband, and you will address him only as mi marido, understand? He’s got the biggest ass packing dick in here, and more cum than I think even you can handle.” The palabreros of MS-13 exhaled a thick, acrid cloud and smiled as he rubbed his crotch. He was a sexy fucker for sure, so I nodded and said to Santos, “I understand.” Santos patted my back and said, “I am always nearby Little Papi, no matter what.” There was something in his eyes as he pulled away that bothered me. What was going on? I did not have time to dwell on it as Santos left, closing and locking the door, while the leader of MS-13 spoke to me for the first time, “Do not worry about your Santos. Mi hermano can take care of himself. So, you are the gringo that I have heard so much about. Come, sit with me, let us drink, relax, and have some fun, OK?” I eagerly grabbed the bottle of Guaro and took several large gulps, choking half of it back up, holy crap what the hell? The MS-13 leader laughed and said, “That muchacho, is some good shit, the best there is, and will fuck you up! Not like most of the shit you find around here, so suck it up.” I tried again, a little more slowly, and as the shit burned my insides raw, mi hermano from MS-13 stood up, waiting, his growing bulge showing what was clearly on his mind. I kneeled at the foot of the gang leader and looked up as he took a big hit on his smoke. Fuck yeah that was sexy! He did not look down as I carefully unbuttoned the top of his jeans and slid them down to the floor. He raised his left leg so I could work his pants past his black boots, the kind like the prison guards wore. Once his pants were off I was able to stare in wonder at the gigantic dick before me. He was bigger than Santos for sure, so donkey did not apply, maybe elephant? I didn’t know but my ass got wet and twitched as I stroked him. The skin of his dick was uniformly dark, and he had what looked like a huge muscle running up the underside of his shaft that stuck out and flexed. His dick head was a deep reddish purple, and he was leaking cum like crazy. I was just getting ready to start licking him when he stopped me, “Oh no gringo, a good wife takes her husband’s cum in her pussy, you want to be a good wife to your marido now don’t you? I also told Santos I would make sure to infect you. Very few people know this, but I have AIDs to, so you WILL get my bug. I also have a few more other things to give you as well and Santos has given his blessing to any and all infections and I can see you like the thought of that too.” My rock hard dick had given away any thoughts I might have tried to hard. “Tomorrow,” the MS-13 gang leader continued, “Will be a new day at San Pedro Sula Prison. You will learn along with everyone else and will see the type of merciless revenge and cruel retribution that MS-13 is known for. Tonight, you will learn something else. You will learn what a true merciless fuck is. Dime lo que quieres! Tell me what you want!” “Please fuck me, PLEASE breed me with your dick, mi marido!!” I said, and meant every word as my body ached to be bred. The gang leader grunted, pushed me towards one of the chairs, which slid against the wall, the sound of wood hitting the concrete creating a small series of echoes. I grabbed the bottle of Guaro with my right hand and gulped hard and fast and set it back on the floor. The MS-13 gang leader stood behind me, running first his right hand down my back and ass, then his left, like he was brushing a pony or something. His engorged dick was bouncing and pushing around my hole the more he stroked me. I was begging and pleading, but was made to wait even longer as he knelt behind me and buried his tongue in my ass. HOLY FUCK that felt good. His tongue felt as big as some dicks I had had fuck me in the past and I was pushing back and moaning and begging even more. The liquor had kicked in big time and I was ready. “Carajo mi culo mi marido, carajo mi culo!! Fuck my ass my husband, fuck my ass!” I was almost screaming now I was so horned up and did not know if I got the Spanish right or not, but assume he got the basic message when he stood back, poured some of the liquor down my crack, and positioned his drooling dick at my fluttering hole. The gang leader’s voice got very serious as he said, “The only way to breed you right, to breed you like the true AIDs slut you want to be is with no mercy. MS-13 shows no mercy. You understand? Is that what you want gringo? A no mercy fuck from my gangbanger dick? Ready to bleed and get infected for MS-13? You want some gangbanger cum in your pussy? Dime lo que quieres! Tell me what you want!” I took a big breath to respond and beg again but did not have a chance to say more as the leader of MS-13 – the nastiest ass packer around began to push his way inside my hole. There was no place to run and my chest tightened as pain shot out from my ass as he steadily pushed inside of me and the blood from my hole announced his entry. My ass felt dry and every little bit of his dick seemed to tear at my insides. I could only gasp and inhale as he pushed as far as he could go. When he had gone as far as he could, he pulled back out, poured some more Guaro on his dick and my hole and pushed back in, getting a little deeper each time. It was not as bad as I thought. Hurt like fuck, I could take it, little did I know. The second the gang leader’s balls touched my ass cheeks, my legs and whole body began to shake and I started to shoot a huge load onto the chair in front of me without even touching myself. DAMN! My insides clamped down on his dick and started spasming, making him moan in pleasure and suddenly he yanked his dick all the way out, dragging my guts with him and making me scream. I was trying to breathe as he then worked the head around my hole a little and drove back in. Pulled back out and drove back in, never giving me time to get used to it and my insides kept spasming and clenching on his dick as wave after wave of orgasm shuddered through me as he pounded me mercilessly over and over and over. The gang leader pulled all the way and said, “Get on the mattress on your hands and knees, that is some good culo and I plan to dig it out nice and fucking deep! Carojo look at the bloody hole!” Like he wasn’t already? I grabbed the liquor first, took a few gulps and felt my head explode as it hit. The liquor down my throat and in my ass was fucking me up! I stumbled to the mattress, got on my hands and knees, and the gang leader squatted behind my ass and drove his raw dick deep. His fingers dug into my fleshy ass as he said, “FUCK YEAH! That’s what I’m talking about now, oh FUCK YEAH! You are a good slut, yes you are, I owe my brother for this little wife, yes I do. You like this gangbanger dicking you down? Dime lo que quieres! Tell me what you want!” “SHOW NO MERCY – SHOW NO MERCY – FUCK ME WITH YOUR AIDS DICK – FUCK ME!!!” I begged and pleaded. The most dangerous man in the prison reached forward, grabbed my shoulders, and pulled me back towards him as his big dick barebacked me deeper than I had ever been fucked. I was still learning I guess and could not believe he was so deep or the amazing feeling it was to have someone shifting my guts around. “Take my fucking cum up that AIDs hungry pussy! Take it gringo! Take this fucking load! OH YEAH GRINGO - FEEL ME BREED YOU!” he hollered loud enough for the whole prison to hear it seemed like. As he shot I could feel his entire shaft swell and pulse as his cum was deposited deep in my sore and abused guts. His dick barely softened and when he yanked it out of my now well-fucked hole I still winced and gasped a little. The even worse feeling was having my ass empty. I was still doggy style on the mattress when he took his fingers, jammed them into my ass and worked them around, pulled them out and reached forward and held them in front of my face. “This is the mark of an MS-13 fuck! See the little dark chunks of blood, the bright red, and the pink goo? All signs have been used and bred like a good AIDs slut. Get up, get me something to smoke, and keep that ass ready as I plan to fuck you all night.” I said, “Hmm, I feel like I have to use the bathroom, is there one in here?” The gang leader laughed, pointed to a bucket by the door and said, “For now, there, but I don’t think you do, I think it’s your insides just trying to figure out what the fuck happened. So you hold it as I want you sloppy wet. But speaking of ---- have you ever drank piss before? Had it up your ass?” I shook my head no, as he smiled, stood over me and said, “Open your mouth. I need to piss and I am not using a bucket when I have a hot piece of culo here to take everything I got.” His piss was dark and sharp and smelled awful and tasted worse, but I drank it down and before I could gag it back up he handed me a new bottle of liquor for me to wash it down with. I spent the next few hours being fucked beyond stupid by the leader of MS-13 in between our drinking and his smoking. After the second load my hole was wide and gaping and he loved finding new positions in which he could scrape my guts as he slammed balls deep. My ass continued to bleed and I was concerned, but he laughed and assured me that was the way a true mujer’s pussy should be and every time he stuck a liquor-covered finger up my ass to pucker my hole, the extreme burning made me realize just how much he had torn me up. I was on my back, my ankles pushed to my shoulders with the gang leader deep dicking me, and my ass making big sloppy noises because it was so wet and full when the door lock clicked and Santos walked back in. I craned my neck to see him. He looked tired, and like he had blood on the front of his pants, but it did not appear to be his, and he looked OK otherwise, so I relaxed and hoped he would enjoy the show. My ass was talking back with every thrust and I was rewarded and blessed with another load of dick snot deep in the bowels from a huge gangbanger dick. The leader of MS-13 collapsed on top of me, panting from the workout, his sweat blurring my vision as it dripped onto my face. After a few minutes he grunted, rolled off me, stood up, shook his head and body like a dog coming in out of the rain, grabbed his t-shirt, wiped his face, then stepped over to speak with Santos. I lay on the cum, blood, and ass stained mattress, sautéed in infected jizz, as they caught up. Santos was lighting a new cigarette while the gang leader went over, pulled his pants on, shook himself again, took a shot of liquor, then came and kneeled by me. He smiled as he looked down at me and drove three fingers up my gaping and ganger filled hole, leaned closed so only I could hear, “I will see you again very soon gringo as I have much more leche for you. Oh, and you will be a great mujer for my brother, with all my blessings.” I was a little surprised and looked at him a bit startled as he pulled his fingers out of my ass, held them to my mouth so I could lick them and winked at me before standing up and leaving through the door, which was closed loudly behind him. I looked at Santos, shifted myself on the mattress and turned so that as I raised my legs and grabbed my ankles and pulled back, he had a clear view of my freshly fucked, bruised, swollen, used, and infected hole. Santos dropped his cigarette on the floor, shucked his pants in a flash and was naked and inside me within seconds. As Santos buried himself as deep as he could I whispered in utter ecstasy, “Te amo, mi marido, I love you my husband,” before realizing what I had said. Santos did not miss a beat though and replied, “Te amo, mi mujer, I love you my wife”. I wrapped my arms around his muscled back and hung on as Santos bound our bodies in union through blood, cum, and his AIDs gift. Stay tuned for Chapter 5 – The First Signs of Infection and Life Under the New Regime

Men that are Negative are always welcomed at the baths. However, once you enter those doors and pay your fee, YOU assume the risks of what comes with going to a bathhouse; whether it be catching an STD or even athlete's foot! It's all about accountability & responsibility. At one point or another, we all entered our neighborhood bathhouse as HIV- men. While these days, most men are fucking raw once there (I know I am), you still can ask the men that you play with to wear a rubber. If they opt not to, then move on to someone else.

Chapter 3 – Chasing the Bug in the Gangbanger Herd of Breeders - “You ready to take some charged up cum now Little Papi?” Santos said. My heart skipped a beat with fear and excitement as I realized I was going to get more raw dick and a load of cum full of the HIV bug. Santos opened his jeans and let them drop to the floor. His eyes met mine and I followed his gaze as he tilted his head down to see the large shadow being cast by his hardening dick. Santos looked back up at me, smiled, stuck his tongue of out of the corner of his mouth just a little, then said, “Have you ever taken some charged cum before Little Papi? Do you know what I mean?” I shook my head no. While I assumed I knew what he meant, my assumptions had ended me up here, so I decided to be cautious. His eyes narrowed, an evil smile making his tear drop tattoo wink, as Santos said, “There are many dangers in here, and as you are part of our family now I promise I will do my best to protect you from them. Do you believe me? Good.” Santos started stroking his dick while he spoke, distracting me as I could not help but stare as his huge donkey dick as he continued, “Suck my dick now. El Capo will not awake for hours, Miguel has learned to not sniff where he does not belong, and no one else will bother us.” I knelt on the concrete floor of the bathroom and was stunned as Santos’ dick looked even bigger up close. Before I could put it in my mouth Santos took his hand and swung his dick hard into my face! Shit, what was that? I was shocked and reeled back a little while Santos placed his right hand on my shoulder to hold me steady and began using his hard dick to beat my face. “You like that Little Papi? My dick is the most dangerous thing in the world right now for you. Open your mouth, that’s it, taste my meat. You taste that precum? You like how it tastes? Come on now, open your throat, let me in there, that’s it, gag on my big dick. I love to hear someone gag on my grande polla as I feed them my charged up cum. You know why my cum is so charged? Hmm… No, no, don’t try to answer, just keep working on my dick, yeah, just like that. Let me hear you gag on it. Good, so good. As I was saying Little Papi, my cum is so charged because I have AIDs and here in prison there are no meds, and we live hard, so my seed is like El Diablo’s, or *****’s babies and when I breed, I breed deep and I don’t stop because this big dick is meant to impregnate anyone I fuck, you understand me?” I just nodded my head a little as Santos was holding my head firm as he worked his dick down my throat. He had pushed hard and forced his way past my gag reflex but my stomach gagged instead and as Santos pulled his dick back out it was followed by a stream of fluid and bile from stomach that splattered all over the floor and onto our pants. Santos laughed as I gasped, wiped my mouth and started to wipe the tears from my eyes before he placed his dick back on my lips and said, “Open up.” I did and Santos drove his dick back down my throat and held it there as my stomach revolted again. I grabbed at his torso to try to push him away, but Santos held firm and said, “I like you Little Papi, and the choice is yours. Do you want me to stop? Or do you want my gift, do you want my charged cum?” My head was spinning from the lack of air, but also what Santos had just said. Oh my God! I had fantasized so long about taking cum full of HIV and while I guess some of the guys who had fucked me since I arrived in Honduras could have been positive, this was the first time in my life that I knew the dick being offered was poison. I had thought about going to a bookstore or even posting an ad online to chase the bug, yet here it was being offered, and being offered by one of the sexiest men I had ever met with a dick that I knew – no matter what – I had to have inside of me. Santos slowly pulled his now rock hard dick out of my throat and I self-consciously wiped up the string of spit that came with it. “Please,” I said with a slightly hoarse voice.“ Santos was still holding my head, looked intently at me and said, “Please what?” I knew I wanted his AIDs cum and felt awkward begging for it, but if this was the only way. “Please fuck me and give me your charged cum, I want your AIDs up my ass!” Santos let go of my head, bent down and said in his calm and reassuring voice, “Little Papi, I will give you my ***** babies and understand, once I start I won’t stop until I have impregnated you good and deep. Get up, brace yourself against the wall while I grab something.” As I stood, my legs shook and my whole body began to tremble in excitement. The thought of intentionally taking a dick full of HIV made me so fucking horny and I still could not believe it was happening. Would I be able to tell? Did AIDs cum feel different? Would I get sick? Shit, I didn’t think about that. The risk, the danger, playing chicken with death – fuck that was hot. Santos reappeared holding a small bottle of cooking oil and a bottle of Guaro. He took a couple big sips from the bottle and when I reached out to have some too he shook his head and said, “No, no, I want you to feel this. I want you to remember this, I want you to be totally sober when I unload in you.” The cooking oil was opened and Santos dribble a small stream onto his dick and the floor. His right hand stroked his dick to full hardness and he then turned me back to the wall and used his now oiled up fingers to slick up my ass. My hole was pretty open from all of the fucking I had been taking the past couple of days and was still full of El Capo’s cum, well at least the cum that had not run out when Miguel started to fuck me. Santos set the bottle of oil on the floor, the clink of the glass against the concrete echoing, the only other sound was the ‘slosh’ of his oiled fingers working my ass. I generally was not into ass play, but the way his fingers worked made me moan and I began to push back onto his hand. “PLEASE GIVE ME YOUR AIDS NOW!!!” I begged again. Santos took his left hand, used his thumb and forefinger to spread my cheeks and his right hand guided his slicked dick to its target. The Boss had a big dick, but Santos’ head was larger and his whole dick was thicker, so my breath caught in my throat as Santos pushed his raw dick inside of me. I put my hand back, trying to ease his entry, but Santos just ignored me and steadily pushed up and in, embedding his poisonous dick inside me. “Ah Papi,” Santos sighed, “The guards were right. You have a sweet ass and I wish I had gotten up in there before El Capo. But now, now is my turn to breed you. Now is my turn to see you and give you my ***** babies. You want my AIDs cum Papi? You want me to infect you?” All I could do was whimper as Santos plowed deeper and deeper into my guts and then begged, “Please fuck me, please fuck me, go deeper, please fuck me deeper!” Santos leveraged his dick deeper in my ass, “Oh here it comes, you’re going to get my AIDs nice and deep up that ass, oh Little Papi! You nasty dick sucker. You nasty cum chaser. Dime lo que queires – tell me what you want. You want my AIDs, you want my cum, oh here you go Papi, just for you Papi, just for…….you…Papi…” Santos’ dick quivered and convulsed as he bred me and gave me his poisonous load. No, I guess his cum did not feel any different, but I knew, I knew he had infected me and changed me forever with that load. Santos slowly moved his hips to work his load around my ass and I turned my head so he could kiss me. My body felt like I had stuck my finger in a light socket as his lips touched mine. He pulled my body close to him and said, “I got you good Little Papi, got you good. Did you like that? Did you like taking my AIDs cum? You did? Let me tell you a little secret now, I know some pretty sick and infected homeboys in here who have not been able to fuck in so long. The whores here all know them and won’t let them touch them. Would you take their AIDs cum too for me? Let them charge your ass so I can use their nasty cum to fuck you some more? You want to chase the bug through the gangbanger herd? I want to fuck you so bad with their homeboy cum up there, their homeboy AIDs inside you, oh yeah Papi, fuck shit – take another load, take some more of my cum, take it….” I melted into Santos’ body as he gave me infected load number two. Slowly, Santos’ breeding stick softened and slid out of my ass, letting a thick river of his cum run down my leg. Santos took both hands, ran them up my legs to scoop up his gift, then held them out for me to lick clean. He was enraptured as my tongue and mouth took every drop and I had never tasted anything so good! When I finished, Santos said, “So my Papi, my Little Bug Chaser, did you get what you wanted?” I smiled and replied, “Yes, thank you, that was fucking unbelievable. Is it true what you said, about um… the other…I….how come your friends just don’t fuck other prisoners.” Santos laughed, hugged me close and whispered, “Si, all true, I will make sure you get lots of deposits, lots of raw dick bangers stabbing your back, but you have to always do what I say, understand? And this, this stays between us, El Capo only needs to know what I tell him. You know what is machismo? Well, we have a code and fucking our homeboys just is not done. That’s why some gangs have ‘wifeys’, boys, girls, whatever, some use only the hookers in the Mercado, we are not like the States where prisoners fuck each other like common dogs.” I nodded, Santos let me go, and we both pulled ourselves together. “El Capo will probably wake up in an hour or so and you had better be prepared. He will want to fuck you and get a nutt to start his day, then eat, then he will tell you what else he needs before he starts his business,” Santos said. His business? Fuck it was past noon, he must have some crazy business hours, which I would soon learn was so true as El Capo drank and partied until the early morning before passing out. “I’ll send Miguel back up. He can tell you how El Capo likes some things and will help as you need him to. Remember what I told you and you must be obediente in all things, you understand? I’m out, have some things to do, but if you need me, Miguel or the homeboys downstairs know where to find me.” I watched Santos leave the bathroom and thought that that had been the most romantic and amazing sex I had ever had, even if it was in a prison bathroom. There was something about Santos, something so calm and reassuring, but then that wild intense underside, damn I wanted to get fucked again. Reality set in though, and I figured if I was going to find a way out of here I needed time, so I best do a good job at being El Capo’s ‘wifey’. I was busy in the kitchen area when Miguel returned, trailed by two of Santos’ bangers carrying boxes. They set the boxes down and left as Miguel handed me a pair of folded up jeans, and a blue t-shirt with Mickey Mouse on it. He smiled knowingly and said, “Santos told me you might need to change and to give you these and that you should wash up and shower. I’ll then show you where things are here. I used to help El Capo’s last boy…wife..ummm…well I know.” Miguel started unpacking food from the boxes as I went back to the bathroom, memories of Santos inside me flooding my mind. Miguel showed me how the little kitchen worked and we cooked up a large pot of rice and beans with some cocunut milk, some kind of green vegetable, and put out a bunch of oranges and a plate of tortillas. He said El Capo usually only ate meat on Sundays and loved chicken with rice and corn and it was hard to get good fresh eggs, even for El Capo, although he had to have his dark coffee with his ‘breakfast.’ The food was ready and Miguel and I were sitting at the wood table outside his room when El Capo threw his bedroom door, making us both jump and started growling in Spanish. I had no idea what he was saying and was confused not only by the Spanish, but by the sight of his big morning hardon. DAMN! Miguel got my to focus, and told me he wanted his coffee. I scrambled to the kitchen, poured out the coffee that looked like mud, and took it to his room. El Capo was standing in the middle of the floor stroking his dick, his eyes half closed as he looked like he was still part way asleep. “Bend over wifey, my balls are aching.” I took my pants off, and bent over with my legs spread wide bracing myself on a wooden chair in the corner of his room. El Capo was the Boss, so I guess that meant no foreplay as he roughly tried shoving his dick up my ass. He then spit on my ass crack, rubbed it up and down a little then slammed his head into me. I flinched, but then remembered reading on the bareback sites about how if you bleed and tear your hole you have a better chance when chasing the bug, so I gritted my teeth, arched my back and pushed my ass back. El Capo liked that and started to slam fuck me, “Oh you’re a good wife, nice bitch, oh yeah, taking that hole good, got a big morning load for you.” I was then startled as El Capo stopped and started to speak to someone. I turned and saw Miguel standing in the door. He looked at me with a mischievous grin, then nodded at El Capo, then got down on his hands and knees, pushing his way between me and the chair and taking my hard dick in his throat. What the fuck? The raw dick in my ass started fucking again as Miguel sucked on me. Shit – that was wild! “Harder Boss, fuck me, fuck me harder, fuck your wife,” I said. El Capo picked up his pace and as he squeezed my nipples hard and his body tensed unloading his sperm, I shot into Miguel’s mouth who gobbled up my load. The Boss yanked his dick out of my ass, Miguel pushed me to the side to get to it and licked him clean of my ass juice, El Capo’s cum, and the red that now speckled his dick. El Capo patted Miguel’s head, pushed him to the side, and Miguel said something to him. El Capo paused, looked at me, then said, “Yes, yes, you are like a son to me, so fuck my wifey here anytime you want. You need to learn to be a man and stay the fuck off your knees unless you want to be someone’s wife too, you hear me. Now where the fuck is my breakfast.” El Capo strutted out of his room to the table and Miguel smiled like the Cheshire cat –– sneaky little bastard. “We’ll see what Santos says about this,” I told him as I left to feed the Boss. The rest of the day was spent serving El Capo – the Boss – and his lieutenants. Making them food, cleaning away dishes, bringing drinks, sending Miguel off to get more Guaro from wherever they kept that. I was fucking exhausted, and had not slept in what felt like forever. Finally the day wound down and El Capo passed out in his bed with a couple of bottles of Gurao at his side. While part of me wanted some more dick, I was too tired and made my way to my small room and dropped onto the little wood bed and promptly fell asleep. The next several days were basically the same. I’d wake up, clean up the rooms, prepare food, wait with Miguel for El Capo to wake up and his lieutenants to show up, El Capo would breed me first thing, and then would pass out late into the night, too drunk to fuck or do anything. Miguel did not try pulling his little stunt again and although I had not said anything to Santos, had barely even seen him, I guess the threat alone was good enough to keep Miguel in check. It was a Saturday night, El Capo and his men had all partied very hard with liquor and more and when El Capo crashed, the party moved elsewhere and I could hear music and shouting from throughout the prison as the wind carried the sounds of revelry through the open windows. After finishing my duties, I lay in bed for a while and thought about how to escape. I had not even been able to go downstairs since I had got here, let alone figure out a way out of the prison. Maybe I could get word to the embassy or something? But how, shit. I still saw no options, none at all, and again realized the best thing I could do was lay low, do what they wanted, and bide my time. I had finally gone to sleep when I was startled awake by a hand over my mouth, “Shhh Little Papi, it’s OK! It’s OK.” I looked up in terror only to see Santos, his reassuring smile making me feel safe. Once he knew I would not scream, Santos sat back in the wooden chair beside my little bed, his legs spread wide, and enjoyed his cigarette. He still had no shirt on, most guys here don’t wear them but often carry them in their back pockets I notice. Sweat was glistening over his torso and in the thin shafts of light I was mesmerized. Fuck he was hot! With his left hand Santos began rubbing the bulge in his leg, “So Little Papi, how does that culo feel? Has El Capo been fucking you like a good wifey? He seems pleased so far, which is good. Keep that up and we’ll have no problems. But El Capo cannot give you what you want can he? That big dick of his is not enough now is it? No, little bug chaser, I think you’ve been missing my charged up cum haven’t you?” My dick got hard, my ass started getting wet, and I fidgeted in the bed as Santos spoke. He was right, right about it all. “El Capo won’t wake up for a long time. I made sure he had a little something extra special tonight so that you and me could take care of some things. I have some strong, big dicked homeboys all lined up to stab that back and deposit their loads up in your culo nice and raw, the only way. You ready to be bred by a gangbanger herd?” “FUCK YES!” I said, practically jumping out of the bed. Santos laughed, eased me back with his left hand on my shoulder. “Relax Little Papi, we got plenty of time. My homeboys have not had any good hole in a long time, so I put the word out and got you some nasty charged up cum churning in some big old balls. I’ve been thinking all week about watching you being dicked down, nasty bug chaser slut, taking those AIDs loads, making it nice and sloppy for me – damn!” Santos was full on rubbing his hard dick through his jeans now, he smiled at me, held the cigarette between his lips, leaned back in the chair, unzipped his pants, shifted his weight a little and pulled them down over his hips exposing his ripe, hairy balls and giant donkey dick. I didn’t have to be invited twice as I was like the Road Runner and was between his legs in a flash with his poisonous dick gagging me. To get a better angle, Santos stood up, I kneeled a little straighter, he placed his left hand on the top of my head to hold me in place, while he continue to enjoy his cigarette. I looked up, fuck he was sexy standing there over me, smoking, his sweat running down his torso, his dick filling my throat and making my eyes tear up. Santos tossed his cigarette onto the floor, the stub of the butt still smoking while he grabbed my head with both hands, angled his hips and drove his dick balls deep. I gagged, my eyes streamed tears, snot came out of my nose, and my stomach tried to heave, but Santos did not let up and fucked my throat like he did my ass – deep and no stopping once he started. All I could do was hang onto his hips and focus on trying to capture slivers of air in between his strokes. “Little Papi wants my cum? Huh? You want to taste my AIDs cum? Swallow that nutt you AIDs slut? That’s right, open that throat, let me bang you out, that’s right, come on now, that’s right, swallow that nutt, swallow it, TASTE MY AIDS!!!” I was dizzy from lack of air and my head hurt as Santos squeezed it hard letting me know he was shooting his hot load down my throat. Frankly I could not tell as his dick was deep and the only time I tasted his load was when he pulled his dick back and let me gasp some air before licking what was left of his load as it dripped out of his piss slit. My knees hurt, so I stood, Santos pulled me close to him, leaned down and gave me a long, passionate kiss, working his tongue around my mouth and tasting his load. He pulled back, wiped my face dry with his hands and I melted in his eyes. “Gracias, gracias, I plan on charging you from both ends tonight. Like I said, I love hearing someone gag on my polla and that was good, real good. Hmmm……” His dick was still hard and I wanted it up my ass, so I reached down to stroke him, but Santos stopped me, “Time to go. My homeboys are waiting and you are going to get plenty of dick tonight. Here, grab some Guaro, you’re going to need it.” I followed Santos out to the center room and at the stop of the stairs the same three guys who were with him when I arrived were waiting, all armed and tense. They all smiled at me and one of them reached out and slapped my ass hard. I assumed they were part of the evening’s agenda and this was confirmed when Santos put his arm around my shoulder and leaned in and said, “My boys here are still clean, surprisingly, but I hope not for long and we’ll do a special show for them at the end of the night so you can help with that. You see, I like the gangs to think me and my enforcers all have AIDs, whether we do or not. It makes them think twice about taking a swing at us or doing anything where we might bleed on them, so works in my favor.” I shook my head, and still did not understand so much here, but loved the feeling of Santos’ arm around me as we walked. We did not go far. The enforcer in the lead opened a door and entered, motioned us in and we followed. There were two other armed guys standing in a hall. Santos smiled, “It’s OK. I want some privacy so my home boys here are ensuring no one wanders along where they don’t belong. Go on now.” I walked down the dark hallway and entered a room that was about 10 by 10 and lighted with a lamp sitting on a crate. There was a little mattress on the floor in the center of the room, a couple guys sitting in chairs, and the shadows created from the lamp made them look menacing and like death. The smoke hung thick in the room and between that and bottles of liquor, I knew they were full on partying. “Say hello to La Cabra – the Goat,” Santos said as he chuckled and pushed me towards to the closest man. “He’ll get things started. Have fun you little cum chaser, I’ll be back soon, just have to go check on a few things.” Santos left the room and the one called La Cabra walked over to me and said something in Spanish. “I’m sorry, I don’t understand,” squeaking out my replay as my throat was sore as hell from the wind pipe fuck Santos gave me. I grabbed a bottle of Guaro, took several long gulps, which burned and eased the pain in my throat. The Goat looked at his two friends, dropped his pants, and started wagging his dick at me. I understood that, got naked, on my hands and knees, and began sucking his dick. What the fuck? I pulled away and tried to look at his dick closer in the dim light. It had large, scaly patches on it and tasted really bad, more than just unwashed, something else. The Goat laughed, said something else and pushed my head back onto his dick. I started jacking my dick thinking he must be really infected or have something else, and that was fucking hot! I was enjoying his nice dick when Santos came back, took a seat in one of the chairs, lit a cigarette, and said something to the other two guys which made them all laugh. The Goat reached down and pulled me up, I figured he wanted to fuck, but I had a special request first. “Umm…I… read once….I…” tried to stammer out to Santos as I bent over and whispered in his ear. “What is it Little Papi, you having second thoughts now?” “No, no, not at all, I just..OK, I read someplace that the best way to take some charged cum is to make sure your ass is a little bloody and raw, you know? I want this so bad – I want to please you – and want to be a nasty cum slut for you – so I thought….” Santos’ smile widened, he put his hand on my shoulder and squeezed it tight, “Damn Papi, you’re going to be a good little bug chaser for me. Yeah, yeah, you’re right. Hang on.” Santos went to the door, said something to his enforcer who was standing there who disappeared. “Come on, have some more to drink before he gets back,” Santos ordered. I took several more gulps and started stroking La Cabra’s dick. I was not sure why they called him the Goat, he was just your average guy as far as I could tell, and his dick was really infected for sure. The scabs or whatever they were seemed to crack and leak a little as his dick got fully hard and with the liquor fully kicking in I wanted more and knelt back down to keep sucking him. In a minute Santos’ guard returned, Santos said something to his friends who all whooped and hollered a little. He kneeled beside me and held forward his hands for me to see. Santos said, “You ready for this Little Papi? Look what you’re doing to my dick just thinking about you as a greedy charged cum slut, wanting the bug to take. I’m going to make sure we infect you good.” With that Santos poured some Guaro out over a toothbrush his enforcer had brought, pushed me down doggy style, the Goat spread my cheeks open as Santos found my hole and started shoving the toothbrush into my hole. I cried out as the toothbrush punched through my hole, Santos poured some more liquor down my crack and then started twisting the brush round and round my hole, pulling it out and pushing it back through my ring, then shoving it deep and scraping my guts. I felt like crying, this was a pain I had never really experienced and it was not pleasant at all as my previously hard dick shriveled to a nub. Santos kept at his work until he was satisfied, he pulled the toothbrush out and held it for me to see. “CARAJO! Fuck, look at that, all bloody and red Little Papi, you’re ready,” Santos said eagerly. I stayed in position as the Goat got behind and without any lube slammed his dick through my bloody ass ring. I yelped and tried to run, but he held firm as he pounded my ass. My ass ring was searing with pain and every thrust I knew his scabby, dripping dick was infecting my hole. The more I thought about that, the less the pain became and my dick got hard again. “Please infect me, give me your nasty cum!” I pleaded. Santos translated and the Goat was soon seeding and breeding my bloody hole with his gangbanger cum. He pulled out and I started to turn to clean him off when one of the other guys mounted me. God that felt so good. Other fucks had been amazing, but the intense feelings of them fucking my torn and bloody ass was fucked up! Total mix of pain and pleasure but the knowing – the knowing they were all infected was a dream come true. The best thing of all though was looking at Santos and seeing him totally loving watching his homeboys breed me. The second guy finished breeding my ass and before the third guy could mount me, Santos handed me a bottle of Guaro and while I hit it, he went to work on my hole again with his toothbrush. His enforcer at the door was much more interested in what Santos was doing than watching the door as he was surprised when a new guy joined us. He was quite young and in the dim lamp light I could see a large bull head with horns tattooed on his torso. He swaggered into the room, after rubbing his liquor covered fingers around and in my torn hole, Santos stood up and greeted him as the third guy mounted me and started fucking. On my hands and knees I now got a good look at the second homeboy who had fucked me. He was very skinny and sick looking and I hoped he was full blown as the thought of being that nasty and dirty was hot as hell! He saw me staring at him and lifted his pant legs to show the large purple patches on his legs – shit! He was! I smiled, he smiled back and went back to stroking his dick while his friend unloaded in me. Santos continued speaking with the new guy as the first guy loaded my ass again then left. When the second guy got behind me, I reached back with my right hand and rubbed his calf’s stains of disease, fantasizing about how infected he was. His second load came quickly too and I was disappointed as none of them were fucking very long and I wanted more. He was soon followed by the third guy so it was just me, Santos, and the new guy with the bull tattoo. Santos called me over, “This is Oscar. He is a total culero, or someone who fucks the ass, and his dick is scarred and nasty from all the shit he’s got and he can’t wait to breed you. But he really only likes women, and does not want to be touched, so I’m going to tie your t-shirt around your face and use my belt to tie your hands back over your head to this pipe in the wall. OK Little Papi?” I took several big swigs from the Guaro bottle, Santos scooted the mattress closer to the wall, I got on my hands and knees then laid forward so my ass was out and up and my arms were stretched out in front of me as Santos covered my face and tied my hands to the pipe. Once I was in position, I felt the burning of the liquor and the needle sharpness of the toothbrush once again prepping my hole to be bred. I held my breath as I heard Oscar get undressed. I could not see anything and flinched a little when he first touched my ass. He jammed two, thick and rough fingers into my hole, worked them around a bit then pulled them out. I guess testing the waters and he must have been satisfied as he then put one hand on my lower back as he eased himself down and positioned his dick at my hole. NO FUCKING WAY! His dick felt twice as big as Santos’. Oscar spread my legs a little with his, positioned his dick head again, grabbed two handfuls of flesh and slam fucked me. I could not even whimper or cry out as it took my breath away feeling my hole rip like that and the hot blood come out of my hole. His dick was not as long as Santos’, but was much much thicker, so I felt it bad as he would pull all the way back out and slam back into my hole. He thrust several times, pulled out, stuck his fingers back in my hole and worked them around then slammed them back in. Oscar kept repeating that until it felt like my hole had no stretch left, and then he seemed satisfied as the next time he slammed in he went balls deep and started working his dick around, making me feel every raw, infected inch. No one had ever fucked me like that before and I loved it! I started to beg for him to fuck me harder until he slapped my head and I shut up and just let him use me as he wanted. My legs were cramping and my arms and shoulders hurt, but Oscar kept fucking and after about 20 minutes of long dicking me he squeezed my ass hard as his dick started to shoot a hot, steady stream up my ass. I could feel it! Holy shit, that was wild. He cummed a ton and when he yanked out a big stream of cum, ass juice, and blood ran down my left leg. I was breathing hard as he and Santos shared a few words and he left. In my daze I did not hear or realize what was coming next and felt the toothbrush again before Santos slide his huge donkey dick up my shredded ass. “Oh Little Papi! Oscar made you bleed good for me. Did you feel his infected cum? Did you feel the Goat’s cum and my other homeboys? Hmm….Did you like sucking his nasty dick? Even the $2 whores in the Mercado will not touch his dick, but you did Papi, you took it all. Fuck I loved that! I loved watching you chase those infected dicks, taking that nasty cum, being a nasty cum slut for their AIDs and shit!! You want my AIDs Little Papi? Want your bloody hole bred? Oh here it comes, here comes that nutt for my Papi, you my Papi, yes you my Papi, OHHH……PUTA!!!” Santos unloaded his charged cum inside me, mixing his load with the others I had just taken and collapsed onto my back. Once he got his breath back he gently slid out of my bruised hole, rubbed my ass, bent down and kissed each cheek, then grabbed the toothbrush and stuck it back it my hole. “You ready to infect my homeboys who work for me? They’re not wifeys so they don’t get fucked, but they are chasing the bug too. I’ve told them you are as well and it turns them the fuck on like it does me. They all want your nasty slut hole, so let’s get it ready and I’ll get them ready too.” My hole was prepped and I stayed in position tied to the pipe with cum and blood running out of my ass as Santos spoke to his enforcers. As he was speaking to them three others showed up, exchanged words, Santos came back and said, “My homies here will keep playing ok Little Papi. I need to go take care of something. They will take you back to your room if I am not back by the time they are done. Be good you little cum slut, enjoy their leche.” The remaining enforcers soon joined me and one by one they fucked and bred my bloody and cum filled ass. I was a total bug chaser and wanted them to be as well. I don’t think they understood me, but I kept begging them to fuck my AIDs filled ass. After they had all fucked me, I guess they were concerned that Santos was not back, so they untied me and escorted me back to El Capo’s floor of rooms. We could hear some loud noises coming from somewhere in the prison and so they immediately left. I checked on El Capo and he was still out, so I sat at the table and waited. The noises got louder, it sounded like fighting, but all I could see from the window were the tin covered roofs. After a while Miguel showed up, out of breath and excited as he stammered, “There’s a riot, MS-13 and Control Machet got into it, the guard’s won’t get involved, the other bosses called for Santos and his enforcers. I think he’s hurt,” and then he ran back out. I ran down the stairs to the main door on the first floor. No one was around at all and the door was open. I guess it was all hands on deck. Then it hit me, I could leave. I was sure that with all the distractions going on I could find my way out somehow. Suddenly I thought, shit, what if Santos was hurt bad? I started pacing in worry, the fun of taking all the raw dick and AIDs cum long forgotten as were my thoughts of leaving as Santos filled my mind. My brooding was interrupted as Miguel came running in, “He’s back. He’s hurt, oh fuck, he’s cut, and like, oh shit.” My Eagle Scout training kicked in, “Is there a medical kit here, I need something to use for bandages, get some brandy too or something and needle and thread, wait leave me your belt!” Miguel ran back out and it was not long before I heard voices coming nearer. I cautiously walked back up the stairs and sat down on the steps leading to the third floor and El Capo, who was still out cold. Then I saw him, Santos was coming up the stairs to the second floor, his face cut and bloody as he spoke to some of his enforcers he was held his left arm like he was in bad pain. I sat on the stairs waiting for him to notice me, and he did. God, the look of pain in his eyes, his face did not show it, but his eyes did and it killed me. I knew right then I loved him as it wrenched my heart to see him in pain. Santos slowly took the stairs and I stood up to meet him. I put my arm around him and helped him upstairs and to the table outside of El Capo’s room. Santos grunted in pain as he sat in the chair and I swore, wondering where the fuck Miguel was. “You could have left,” Santos said. I did not really hear him as I tried to dab the blood away from the gash in his forehead. “Why didn’t you leave, why Little Papi?” Santos asked, grabbing my wrist and making me face him, his piercing eyes now flooded with pain, yet still, there was something more there in his eyes and in his voice. What do I say? Stay tuned for Chapter 4 – My Bug Chasing Life – No it’s not a Pixar Movie