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Note: Everyone in this story is meant to be above the age of consent. Back in highschool, the first time I really had gay sex, although I fantasized about it and read a lot of gay porn stories, the first time I was fucked up drunk and on downers after a party. One of my friends, who was rumored to be gay, starts to massage me, and I just acted like I was asleep, but he may have known I was faking. I let him take off my pants and underwear and go down on me and also lick my ass. I started moaning then, I figured fuck it. He swiveled around so his cock was in my face while he sucked me, and at first I was like, I'll receive but I'm not giving and avoided it, pretending to still be drunk and out of it. He held my head with both hands and forced his cock in my mouth so fuckit, I started sucking it. Turns out I was a natural deep-throater. After his cock became steel-hard he pulled off and laid on me. He was really into body contact, and he laid out full on me, rubbing our hard cocks together, sucking and biting my nipples, which I got into immediately, then he started sucking and kissing my neck and ears while he kneaded my butt cheeks and rubbed my ass deeply right next to my hole on both sides and I knew what was coming. I masturbated fantasizing about sex with men, but I didn't consider myself gay, to where I'd be romantic with a guy or fall in love or make out with him. Just concentrating on his cock and ass seemed less gay somehow. Anyway, again, he wasn't having any of it and he held my face and quit acting tender and just jammed his tongue in my mouth. Again, I said fuckit. I was into making out, I loved girls and I was a randy teenager, so I just went with it and it kind of cool to be on the receiving end, he was very aggressive and rough and kissed me hard and almost choked me with his tongue. Meanwhile, he had been rubbing my pussyhole until I relaxed, then fingering my ass with lube he had, first one, then two and finally all four fingers pushed into me like a slot. I was still all fucked up and with good barbituates you feel no pain, a friend of mine on downers broke an ankle and didnt realize until the next day, so I could take a cock up the ass easily. He held a jar of poppers under my nose and forced me to breath them deeply, first one nostril then the other. I became instantly insanely horny for cock up my ass, all my muscles down there went slack, it felt like my balls were hanging a foot below my ass and my boypussy just opened up like a flower. He didn't even break the kiss as he positioned himself then pushed it in, not really slowly, he didnt back off and just pushed and pushed, first missing my hole and pushing like he was trying to drill me a new asshole. I reached down and spread my cheeks with one hand and guided him in with the other. At first it seemed like it was blocked or something my ass was so tight, but all the sudden I let go and it pushed all the way in. The weird thing wsa the rim of my ass burnt and hurt, but inside it was fucking incredible. It was like I had an itch deep inside and the only thing that would satisfy me was his cock, and I spread my legs wide and pushed my hole hard against his groin trying to get him as deep as possible. Long story short(er), he fucked the hell out of me 3 or 4 times that night, came in me repeatedly, I sucked the ass and cum off his cock each time and I became his regular fuckboy. I was dating a girl and didn't have a car, he used to drive us around, take me to a secluded place so we could fuck while he watched us in the rear-view, then drop her off and drive me back to the same place and fuck me in the back seat on my back so we could make out or leaning over the fender. Once I was jacking it and came all over his car while he fucked me. Another time a car full of teens (who luckily we didn't know) drove past while he was fucking me bent over the hood of the car and they drove by slow and gawked at him riding my ass while I laid my upper body all the way down on the car and he laid his chest down on me, but they didn't stop or say anything. Maybe they were gay too. Anyway, he started picking me up in the morning to take me to school, he came early so we had a chance to stop at a nearby park, make out for a while then I'd suck him off and swallow. I wouldn't let him fuck me because cum has a way of working its way out of your ass, and I didn't need a wet stain of cum on the back of my jeans in school. However, after school was a different matter, his mom worked and we'd go there and suck and fuck like rabbits. None of my friends knew of course, and I had a girlfriend I was fucking. One time he remarked that I was the only truly bi-sexual person he knew. However, my sexual feelings were changing. All the fucking and making out I started to find I was developing feelings for him, although I still considered myself just someone who like gay sex, not gay myself. He asked me to start wearing girl's panties to school and I did, on gym days I'd wear shorts over them under my jeans so noone would see I was wearing panties. It had the affect of making me feel feminized and even more submissive when he fucked me. When my gf and I broke up (I had pretty much lost the desire to fuck her and thought about cock even while having sex with her) I didn't look for another and really got into gay sex with him, roleplaying and making sounds and whimpering and begging like a girl while he fucked me, playing rape games and taking spankings. He liked to use demeaning language like calling me a little bitch, faggot, slut, cunt, whore and telling me to take it up my faggot ass and making me beg him to fuck my faggot asshole etc. I got off on it. I told him how much I loved his cock and body and his very cute ass and he let me tongue his butt and bury my nose in his cockhair and even put my open mouth over his bush to suck in his scent, it drove me insane with horniness. During the day I'd sneak a finger up my own ass and smell his cum on my finger and go mad with the desire to masturbate. Sometimes we be out in his car partying and he'd have to piss and I'd get out with him and kneel down, look up into his eyes and take every drop of his briny, burning piss while looking at him lovingly and he looked back at me with contempt, holding my ears and jamming his cock to the back of my throat. As our sexual relationship started to mature into an actual romance we started going to drive in movies. He was into CD so I'd wear a bra and panties under my clothes, and as soon as we parked I'd take off my jeans and we'd make out while he felt up my titties under my bra. We kind of played I'd try to fight him off like a good girl but finally he'd be pinching and then sucking my nipples and feeling up my cunt in my panties while people walked by. I had long hair so they probably thought I was a girl with a flat chest. They would also walk slowly by getting an eyeful of this 18 year old slut (me), half-naked with her face in her bf's lap, sucking cock. It was too risky to fuck there though so we'd leave and go to the woods or his house and I'd leave the bra and panties on while he ate my pussy, pulling the panties to the side, then fucking me while pinching the hell out of my nipples under my bra and with my panties rubbing my asshole while he fucked me. One time his mom opened the door because I was whimpering and moaning and she just stood there for a few minutes watching. He was oblivious, I guess he had his eyes closed, but I looked over, it was light enough from the light in the hall I made eye contact with her and just kept moaning like a girl and telling him to fuck my pussy, and finally she walked away without shutting the door. After he came in me I went to clean up and get a drink and I was at the refrigerator with just his button up shirt on over my panties when she walks in. She out and out asked me if I enjoyed taking it up the ass and I said, yeah, it's amazing, you never tried it? She said she tried it once but had to stop because it hurt so bad. I said you just need someone patient to break you in, then it's great, for women or men. She lifted up the back of my shirt to see my panties, laughed a little. She saw the wet spot and asked me if I wasn't worried about barebacking. I told her I trusted her son and wasn't worried. She laughed dryly and shook her head and went back to bed. We fucked there all the time with no fear after that. At the end of my junior year, my bf was graduating and going off to college and he told me he had something to tell me the last weekend before he left (we had already agreed to start seeing other people since he was going to be out of state). I had been sick on and off all that Spring and he told me why: he was HIV poz and had probably intentionally infected me months before. The year before he and I had gotten together he had been a bottomboy and his junior year bf had bred HIV into his ass, so to retaliate he had become a stud topman and looked for a queer to pass the gift to, and I was the "lucky" faggot who got the prize. He suggested I consider switching to topping so I could break in my own slavepig. I told him "no time like the present" and forced him facedown on the bed, ripped his pants down and raped his long-unused ass. He barely fought back as he took my thick, unmedicated load with his own strain of HIV streaked through my cum. We kissed and fucked for the last time as I started my new life as a topstud stealther. That night I got a cock stud piercing so my cock would rip any ass I fucked. I already had my eye on an unpopular emo-boi who idolized me. I would offer to take him out partying that weekend and get him fucked up and horny. He would be easy to seduce and breed. My Senior year was going to be fun.

The sky is falling the sky is falling. Dude, you are being ridiculous. I barebacked as a bottom for over 25 years with hundreds of men and only got the virus three years ago. You thinking your situation is dire after only eight encounters is absurd. The virus is hard to get. Even if you fucked a positive bottom with a high viral load, you would have had to have blood contact in some way. True, it only takes one encounter, but stop with the dramatics. What you need to do is go tomorrow and get tested. Stop with the "probable acceptance" crap. Accept the truth when it becomes your reality. After you get tested, then you need to get on PreP and go fuck some holes. A premature ejaculator can be very popular in a gang bang setting where a bottom is taking loads. But, for now, enough: go get tested. You have nothing to accept at this point except that you are overly dramatic. Sorry if I sound harsh, but eight times topping bareback is nothing. GO GET TESTED TOMORROW.

Part 2 Friday finally arrived, and I had big plans for the twins! After tonight they would be my little fucksluts for the rest of the summer. I knew once I had them hooked in they wouldn't be able to refuse hard cock, mine, or anyone else's. And I had plenty of party supplies on hand to guarantee my success. They came over as planned for another "movie" night, and I was just in my underwear as usual. Instead of beer this time, I handed them glasses of soda and told them there was booze in them. Of course it was G that was in their drinks. We settled down to watch 300, which I of course picked for all the hot practically naked men. Soon the boys were getting loose and relaxed, and I noticed, erect in their shorts. Time to introduce the big guns. I brought out a glass pipe I had preloaded with a hefty load of shards. "You guys ever had T?" I asked. "No man." Brodi said, rolling his head toward me. "What's it like?" "Dude," I said, "if you thought weed was great, this shit kicks its ass!" I lit the pipe and melted the shards till it started filling up with white smoke. Holding it up to Brodi's pink lips, I told him to suck. He inhaled it deep, and coughed a bit. Then I held it up to Benji and looked deep in his eyes. "Suck boy." I told him, and he took a big hit, and coughed like his brother. I sat between them and passed it back and forth, from one pouty pink mouth to the other. Each boy had 4 big hits before it was empty, their blue eyes turning glassy and black. I had them. I let their first rush settle in a bit, while I casually rubbed their hairless thighs, eliciting light moans from them. I could feel the sexual heat building up in them as I moved closer to their cocks. Benji grabbed my hand and placed it right on his hard dick. "Patience boy," I said to him. "All in good time." I knew they thought I was going to suck them off again, but little did they know what was truely in store for them. I stood and replaced the movie with a nasty gay porn from T.I.M. Soon the tv was filled with images of hot bareback sex. I loaded a fresh pipe, and took the first hit myself. Turning to Benji, I placed my mouth on his and pinched his nipples. He gasped and instinctively inhaled as I blew in his mouth. I slipped my tongue in him, meeting no resistance. I sucked on his tongue and pinched his pink tits for a minute as he melted into me. Taking another hit, I did the same thing to Brodi, again, meeting no resistance from the supposedly straight boy. We all hit the pipe a few more times till it was gone, the boys flying high. "Do you like?" I asked, already knowing the answer. "Fuck yea," said Benji, "feels amazing!" "You ain't felt nothing yet!" I said, pulling his shorts off. "You thought a blowjob was great, feel this!" I rolled the naked boy over, chest on the couch, legs hanging down, and spread his ass cheeks apart. There before me was a perfect pink virgin hole. I shuddered as I dove into it, digging my tongue deep into him, eating his pussy. He just moaned and pushed his ass back on my face, getting as much of me in him as he could. Damn he was going to make a great fuckboy! I pulled off him, and grabbed his brother, putting him in the same position, ripping off his shorts and diving into the identical match of the pussy I just ate. Brodi groaned as I gave him the same treatment, getting his hole nice and juicy. It was all I could do to pull off of him, but it was time for the next step. "Don't move boys!" I said as I got up and retrieved two needeless syringes, inserting them into the twins simultaneously, pushing the plungers, releasing a hefty dose of T into their asses. "This will burn a little, but then it will feel so good!" As they got higher, I started fingering their holes. Soon they were taking two fingers each, and begging for more. I couldn't wait any longer. I grabbed the lube and chose Brodi first. Since I knew he was the more dominant of the two, I wanted him to take my cock first. I grabbed some poppers and held them under his nose. He inhaled several times, and I knew he was ready. I pushed my head into his anus, and it just popped right in. I held him down while I slid it all the way till I was buried. "Oh my God!" He yelled. "Oh fuck! Take it out please!" He begged. I just stayed buried in him. Grabbing his nipples I started to Fuck him while I pinched his titties. Soon his begging for me to pull out turned to begging for me to fuck him. I slammed his sweet hole while his brother watched him. After 10 minutes I pulled out of him and moved to Benji. I gave him poppers and slammed my cock in him hard. He howled out in agony but I didn't care. My dream had come true. I was fucking the Baxter twins! And it was everything I had hoped it would be! Benji was soon moaning and begging for more, just like his brother. I knew I had two hot sluts in the making! I pulled out, and rammed back into Brodi. He took it all, moaning like a whore. I went back and forth between the boys, stretching their cunts, pounding them deep, until I couldn't hold off anymore. "Tell me you want it boys!" I demanded. "Tell me you want me to breed your cunts!" Both boys begged me for it, each one desperate to take my load. I gave Brodi the first couple squirts, shooting deep in his guts before pulling out. Then I slammed Benji and unloaded the rest of my big cumload into him. I pulled out and looked at my work with satisfaction. I had done it. The twins were mine now. My spunk in both their holes, claiming them as my cumdumps. I grabbed my phone. Time to introduce my new sluts to my friends! Awww foxboy, you're my new best (slutty) friend!

They were a perfect match, Benji and Brodi. The Baxter twins. Most identical twins try to differentiate themselves from each other, but not Benji and Brodi. They both had light red hair cut straight just above their bright sky blue eyes. Button noses perched above full, pink, pouty lips that created dimples when they smiled. And their skin was a creamy smooth paleness that covered their petite, slender, 5'7" frames. I had spent many times over the last couple of years jerking off while secretly watching the boys next door. This summer would be different. The boys were 18 now and had just graduated from high school. Just ripe for the picking. Their parents had left for the summer on an extended European vacation, leaving the twins home alone. And you know the trouble teenage boys can get into when left alone. And I was more than willing to help. My name is Dax. I'm a youthful 45 with thick, dark hair, brown eyes, and plenty of hair covering my muscular, 6' frame. Perfect Daddy material. My crowning glory was my thick, 8 inch cock with a bulbous head and huge veins running up and down it. It looked like an angry monster when hard. Perfect to breed some sweet boy ass. I didn't waste time starting my plan in motion. It started simply enough. First by inviting the boys over for beers and a movie one night, which they readily accepted. What boy wouldn't want to drink like a man? I made sure not to run the air condition so the house was a little warm, and I was just in my underwear. I also made sure to wear a pair of boxers that would gape open "accidentally" while we were chillin. After the first beer the boys shed their shirts and just sat around in their shorts while we watched an Adam Sandler movie. I had to try not to get erect staring at their smooth chests with large, pink nipples. After all, I didn't want to rush too fast and scare them off. I wanted them to trust me before I changed their world forever. A couple nights later we had movie night again. This time I wore a pair of white boxer breifs that outlined my cock perfectly. The boys took off their shirts right away and settled down with their "cool" neighbor with beer in hand. That night we watched a movie with lots of nudity and sex, and I started to up the ante and brought out my bong. "Wanna get stoned boy's?" I casually asked. "Fuck yea!" exclaimed Brodi. He was the more alpha of the two. "You are the coolest, dude!" I packed a nice fat bowl and we passed it around. As soon as it was gone, I packed another one. The weed and more beer had the boys loose and giggly. We got the munchies and pigged out on pizza and junk food while we put in another movie and bullshitted. Of course it didn't take long for the conversation to turn to sex. They already knew I was gay, and that didn't bother them. Kids these days aren't as freaked out by it, they all know gay people. I learned more about them that night. Neither of them were virgins, but had only each fucked one girl. The interesting thing was they lost their virginity together, in the same room, at the same time. It made me wonder what else the boys had done together. We smoked more weed and we were all as high as fuck. The boys started asking me all kinds of questions about gay sex. What was it like to suck a cock, or fuck an ass, or take it up the ass. I answered all their questions honestly, thinking how easy this would eventually be. All the talk about sex made the boys get hardons that they tried to discreetly adjust in their shorts. I decided to move just a little quicker than planned. Standing up, my own hard cock clearly outlined in my breifs, I popped in a porno. I made sure it was a bi porn for the first time. And I passed the bong around again. The boy's eyes were glued to the movie and they gently rubbed their groins. I just took my hard cock out and started jacking it. "Don't be shy boys. I don't know about you, but pot gets me fuckin horny! You don't have to be embarrassed about jerking off. It's natural, we all do it." "We're not embarrassed," said Brodi, pulling out his dick, "we jack off all the time. Kind of hard to hide when you share a room." Benji's eyes were just glued to my throbbing cock as he pulled his own dick out, not saying a word. Brodi's eyes were glued to the hot action on the screen. I was amazed how quickly I got these two sexy boys to pull out their teen cocks. And such pretty cocks, identical to each other, just like the rest of them. They were uncircumcised, about 6 inches, and leaked lots of precum. So sexy! I decided to push things further. "Have you ever jacked each other off?" I asked. "Yea," Brodi answered. "Its awesome to have another hand on your dick." "Yea it is," I said, "have you had a blowjob?" "No," said Brodi, "those chicks wouldn't suck us." "Pity," I said, lust taking over my mind, "they don't know what they're missing!" With that said, I bent down and engulfed Benji's cock, since he was next to me. He just gasped in surprise and pleasure as I expertly deep throated him. I furiously sucked him in and out, using all my best tricks, and very soon he erupted in my mouth, feeding me a big load of 18 year old cum. As Benji layed there in a state of extasy, I quickly dove on his brothers cock. Brodi was of course expecting this, and grabbed the back of my head, pumping his dick down my throat. "Oh fuck! That feels so fucking good dude! Oh my God! That's so much better than those chicks we fucked!" He too was soon pumping a hot load down my throat, mixing his twins sperm down in my belly. I pulled off and sat back, furiously jerking my own cock. Just as I was about to cum, I got the surprise of the night as Benji just leaned over and took my cock in his mouth. Oh god it was so sweet feeding that boy my load, and he did his best to swallow it down like I did. His brother just watched in amazement as Benji ate my cum. As we lay in a post orgasm haze, I half expected the boys to leave in embarrassment. But they just stayed, their spent dick hanging limp. I passed another bowl around, knowing our next meeting would be their true turning point.

Same twink as last night kept texting me today at work. Begging for my ass to take his seed. Being married I have never got seeded two days in a row before and I was tempted but hesitant all day. He wore me down with some hot texts about knowing how much a slut my ass is and how it needs his cum to be happy. So long story short I went to his place right after work, made some BS up to the wife, he had me ride his cock for awhile before he got me in missionary legs up on his chest as he jack hammered my hole and made me beg for his load. I love telling him to breed my married ass as he unloads deep. I am sitting in his parking lot now getting ready to head home. Love feeling all this jizz in me. Wonder how Friday goes, my ass is twitching already thinking about it.

We open the door to find Nate with his sexy buddy. They come in and set their things on the countertop. Scott and I both only have jockstraps on (sweaty and cum-stained, mind you) - so the fellas also begin to get more comfortable. Nate hits the pipe and Scott lets Nate's huge dick escape and gets down to sucking. Nate moans and his eyes rolling to the back of his head showed us how good he was feeling. Our new buddy was taking it all in....and hit the pipe a few times too. I leaned in for a shotgun and gave him some tongue to which he reciprocated hotly. He stood about 5'10" probably 195 or so. Cornfed midwestern football player looking mother fucker. He was definitely a turn on. I watched him smoke a little and started to loosen his jeans for him. He wasn't wearing underwear which was really hot. His cock flopped out and he was sporting major beer can wood. Probably 6 or 7 inches but thick as fuck! Scott greedily turned his attention to that monster and I dove into that beefy, hairy butt. It was a little sweaty and a hint of cum. Nate's cum I assumed. After a few minutes I couldn't resist much longer and stood up and pushed my jockstrap aside and let my hard cock rest against his hairy butt. He wanted it as much as I did and backed up a bit and took my dick in his hand - guiding it closer to his hole. We fucked against the countertop for a few minutes and Nate fucked Scott's sloppy hole right beside us. Pretty fucking intense. Nate pumped out another hot load in Scott and headed to the rest room. We temporarily stopped our play to smoke a bit more and change the porn DVD. Nate had to depart but left it up to his buddy whether to stay or leave with him. Obviously, we were hoping he'd stay but he needed to let his dogs out. Reality check, I guess. and didn't realize that the sun was about to rise. Jotted down our names, numbers and the address for him and told him to come back in a bit. He didn't confirm or deny but we could tell he was definitely pondering the thought. It wasn't more than 5 minutes or so later that he sent a text asking for the pipe to be loaded and the door unlocked for another round in about 45 minutes. Fuck yea!

My name is Alan and this is a story of how I became the pig bottom I was meant to be. The beginning of the story is just some back ground information for you. When I was 18 years old, my cousin Amy and her husband moved in to the house down the street from us. From the time I had met him I had always wanted him to use me. He was 6’2” 230 pounds, very hairy and very muscular, athletic and always working out. His name was Michael but because of his strength his nickname was Bull. Later I found another reason to call him that. As I had the slim build of a swimmer, was somewhat shorter at 5’9”, and as he was seven years older than I, we were very much in contrast to each other. I was always the quiet one in the family and shy. I knew I was gay and like most 18 year olds, I was always horny, but I couldn’t act on my impulses and hid that I was gay from my family. The fantasies I had every time I jerked off were always of him or of a man like him using me as a fuck toy little did I know I would get my wish and then some. Because Bull's wife, my true cousin, was family, we would always be at each other’s houses for dinner, family parties and so forth. That June after I graduated from high school we all went to our family reunion together and I had to sit next to HIM. I was wedged in the front seat between my father and Bull and the heat that radiated off of him was amazing. As Bull and my father talked I would steal glances of him including the bulge in his pants. As he shifted in his seat to get more comfortable I swear he rubbed against me on purpose but then again we were crammed in the front seat. When we got to the reunion I helped everyone unload the car and then I went off exploring to see what other family members were doing. I hung around some of my other cousins who were of my age, we went down to the creek to drink beer we took from our family coolers and to smoke some weed. About two hours later I had to pee real bad and went to use the bathroom. When I walked into the bathroom Bull was in there changing, he was getting ready to go jet skiing on the creek. His shirt was off and he said Hi as I walked in. I said Hi in reply, and walked over to the urinals to pee. I kept watching him out of the corner of my eye and tried to pee but couldn’t, my dick was hard just seeing him without his shirt on. I flushed and zipped up hoping he wouldn’t notice the tenting in my shorts. As I tried to get out of there ASAP I realized he was talking to me and I asked him what he said. He laughed and said I must have my mind on other things. He repeated to ask me if I liked to go jet skiing with him or did I have other plans. I stammered that I had other plans and left the bathroom. The rest of the day all I could think of was him and that body. I jerked off three times that night. After the family reunion I didn’t see him again until August. My mom asked if I could go over to their house and mow the lawn since they were away on vacation. I said sure and headed over. I started mowing the front lawn and then moved to the back. With my ear buds in and the music turned up loud I did not hear Bull walk up behind me in the yard. He tapped me on the shoulder and I jumped. He said he was sorry and that he did not mean to startle me. I told him I had my music turned up and hadn't seen him. I told him I didn’t think anyone was around and that he and Amy were on vacation. He told me that Amy decided to go visit friends since he could not get off from work. He asked if I wanted a drink of water and I told him that would be great. We walked into the house and he got me a bottle of water from the fridge. He handed it to me and I didn’t even notice that it had no cap on it. I drank it down in two gulps. We walked into the great room and sat down. He sat right next to me even though there was plenty of room on the couch. I couldn’t help but stare at his body, I wanted to lick his pits and suck on his nipples. I started to feel funny and felt like I was going into a daze. Bull started talking to me and asked me why I left the bathroom so early at the reunion. I asked what he ment and he told me he knew I was checking him out and he thought that I would let him fuck me or at least suck his cock. "Wow that is blunt" I said, and he replied he knew I was a fag and that I was always checking him out, and asked if I had ever been with a guy. My reply was "No." "Good," he said, "I like breaking in virgin hole and wrecking it." With that he stood and dropped his shorts, his cock was massive: it was about ten inches long, uncut, and thick as a beer can. Grinning, he snapped his fingers and asked me if I liked what I saw. All I could do was nod. He was alternating between rubbing his hand up and down his body and pulling on his left nipple, remarking in the process "You look like you are a great cock sucker." I don’t know what it was but I knew I needed to be used by him. He asked if I would like another bottle of water or something stronger and I asked for something stronger. He fixed me a rum and coke that was almost all rum and very strong. I drank it down and put the glass down. He put his hand on my head and guided me toward his cock. At first I could only get the cock head into my mouth but as he encouraged me and pushed my head on to him I gaged at first getting spit all over his cock, I then realized I had him partially down my throat. He was telling me what a good boi I was and that he knew I could do this. It was then I felt his hand work into the back of my shorts and his finger found my hole. With no lube he pushed his finger into my hole and it hurt slightly. I told him that it hurt and burned and he said good your ass will get used to it in time. He then used his other hand to push my mouth back on his cock. He told me that I was a slut and that he would teach me how to take all cocks, no questions asked and he will make me into the pig I was ment to be. He pulled his cock out of my mouth and told me to undress. I was very drunk at this point and realized that he must of spiked my drink because I was also very hot and very horny. I quickly stripped down and he told me to turn around and he started licking my ass. I never felt this before and I was in heaven. I felt my hole loosening up ever so slightly. He told me I was ready and had me lay on the sofa my legs spread out and my hole was exposed. The next thing I know his cock head was at my hole and he was trying to push it in. It hurt and I asked him to stop, but he just laughed and said "A pig bottom learns to take the pain and with my fuckin' cock I am sure to tear you a bit." He thrust into me a little more and I screamed in pain. I did not know what lube was at that time but I know he didn’t use anything other than spit and his precum. After what seemed like an eternity he started moving his cock in and out of my hole. The pain was starting to go away and I started to enjoy his pulling out and pushing back in, and he remarked "I've never seen a bottom open up so fast - you must be a natural born fuck." Then he started to grunt I realized that he was cumming in my hole and that he was not wearing a condom. I asked him if he should be wearing a condom and he replied "Fuck no. A pig boy should always take the seed of any man." He then pulled out, remarking "A pig also knows that he should clean any cock that uses his hole" so I took his cock into my mouth. It was then that I tasted my blood on his cock. To this day I love when a top fills me with his seed. This is my first attempt at writing my story. It is a mix of truth and fiction. The story does start off slow but I have much more to tell if you want

A fling out of time It was a casual Sunday morning and I was bored. For some reason I had gotten up early, had already hit the gym and had had breakfast. And it was still only 9:00 AM. So I decided to take a stroll on the parkway close to my house. As I walked along I passed several people walking their dogs and a few just taking a stroll like me. In the two years I had lived at my current place I had never explored the area around the parkway, although every so often I had noticed some very hot guys casually heading down either the paved path or the gravel path. I had come out in my late teens and started hanging out with several other gay teens, sometimes frequenting the local bars once I was 18, although I couldn’t go into many of them except on 18 and over nights where I would be branded with a red x on the back of my hand, I could converse with those gentlemen coming and going to the establishments. I was not virgin to having sex with older guys many up to 15-20 years my senior as I grew older and was allowed to enter and partake of the libations served within. So at 23 I suspected what the guys might be doing off the paved path, I was intrigued by what the dirt paths might be hiding, so after observing the area for about a half hour I noticed more guys used certain paths more than others. I finally gathered the courage to explore and headed towards a path that seemed to be popular. Looking around I didn't see anyone paying attention to me, so I slipped through the brush at its entrance and soon found myself in a whole new world. It was a world of nature and within the first fifty yards the noise and bustle that was ever present on the parkway's paved path disappeared and the sounds and smells of nature permeated the surroundings. I followed the path for another hundred yards and thought maybe the guys were just trying to get away and relax when I noticed movement to my left. I stopped and watched as a head poked up through the brush under a tree. It was a blonde guy, perhaps a couple of years senior to me. His eyes were closed, and appeared to be in the throes of pleasure. Stepping closer, I apparently made a slight sound because he opened his eyes and, having registered me, smiled at me. Then I saw the young man on his knees in front of the blond guy. The young man's head bobbed up and down on the blonde's erect phallus. The blonde began shaking as he climaxed into the kid's mouth. As the boy pulled off I recognized him as one of the courtesy clerks at my local market, just turned 18 5’7’and a skinny 135 pounds but with the beginnings of toned muscle starting to show from carrying groceries out for customers of the market. He had close cropped red hair and just smiled at me as he licked cum off his lips, I think he recognized me as well. The blonde being satisfied by the twink zipped up and walked towards me slipping me a business card to me as he passed and groped my hard on in my jogging shorts “He’s going to enjoy this one, give me a call sometime” I looked at the card he passed me, it had his name and number on it along with a phrase at the bottom “Versatile Top, Massages, Video productions, Party planner, Guaranteed conversions” I looked at the boy in front of me, sitting back on his haunches ass against his heels looking at me with puppy dog eyes beckoning me to come closer, I stepped up to him as he placed his fist on either side of my bulge and caressed my member with the back of his hands through the flimsy nylon material, making a wet spot appear on the front of my shorts. He began sucking my cock through the shorts, before pulling my tool out and swallowing it deep into his throat, gagging as it hit the back of his throat and entered his windpipe. I was getting close , feeling my balls pull up I was about to cum as he pulled down on my scrotum and pulled off my cock, stood quickly and turned around and impaled himself on my engorged tool, riding me till I blew 6 or 7 blast of my semen up his raw unprotected hole, a first for me as I always fucked with a condom until then. It felt incredible as his hole milked every drop from my phallus. He pulled off and turned back around sucking my cock clean, then pulled up his pants and quickly left stating ”Darn I’m going to be late for work, but thanks for your gift sir, I’ll be holding it in all day thinking about you” He dashed off and I stood there alone with my shorts around my ankles almost in shock coming down off my orgasmic high.

Well here i was, 9PM friday night, relaxing at home with a bowl of fresh t id picked up from my dealer on my way home. I didnt fancy hitting the scene tonight so went onto Grindr to see if i could score a nice party. I hadn't been on 5 minutes when i got a message. Quickly checked the profile, 18 year old twink, not my usual type at all. "Hey Daddy, am also chilling at home, what you looking for ;-)" I sat and thought, was this kid parTying himself? "Not too bad kid, just kicking back with a smoke, yourself?" Not 30 seconds later "Not too bad thanks daddy, just been out with mates having some 420 and feeling buzzing now!" So, the kid was high on weed, made sense. "I see, what you looking for kid?" "I like older guys daddy, looking for some wank and suck fun" So at a guess closet gay or Bi, not done much, trying his luck. As i said dont usually go for twinks, prefer mid to late 20's (im 45) with a few extra pounds, this kid looked gym toned! Well i thought about it, when suddenly my evil side started to come out, Tina does this to me sometimes, either makes me a good sub or a nasty dom! "Well boy im looking for some fun myself, wanna come over for a smoke and stuff" With that i went to the kitchen to prepare some drinks, two cokes laced with G (one more than the other) and cranked up the heating. When i got back there was a reply "Hi daddy, sure id like to come over if i can sneak out ok, whats your address?" So he still lived with his folks, all the better! I quickly typed my address and my moby number, and waited. 15 minutes later my intercom buzzes, the voice at the other end sounds very high "Hi daddy its me!" I buzz him up. I heard the lift doors open, out he struts, typical teen skater punk, i quickly usher him into my flat, as soon as he's in i lock the door turn around ram him up against the wall and kiss him hard, initially resisting he melts into my arms like butter! Breaking off, i step back "wow daddy, that was hot!". We move through into lounge, it is by now red hot but he doesn't comment, just sits on sofa. "Want a drink?" i say moving to kitchen, not waiting for a reply i head back with the two glasses, making sure his is the right one. "Thanks daddy!" he says and gulps half down before tasting it, "god that tastes weird" he pulls a face. "Yeah cheap cola sorry, store own brand!" As he sits there i produce my Tina pipe and start heating it up, his eyes are glued to it. "Whats that, weed?". "No kid better than weed, maybe you'd like to try some?" I can see the heat and the G is taking effect with him now, his face is flushed and hes sweating. "Take off your shirt kid, or you'll boil up!" With a moments hesitation he does, i sit there across from him watching, blowing out big clouds. His eyes are still rivetted to my pipe, i move across to him, hold the stem to his lips, and start heating the bowl, when its ready tell him to inhale slowly, he too a massive lungful of that pipe, held it then blew it out without a cough. "That's smooth, can i have another?". Overall he took 4 hits before i said down next to him. "So kid, what you wanna do, what you done in past?" I ask. "Well mostly jerk and suck with mates, not done much yet, not out yet". As he's saying this i can see his eyes get moist and a glazed look, he starts sweating more. Wow thats some rush he pants, as he looks at me i lean forward and shotgun some more smoke into his lungs before giving him a long hard kiss, again, he seems to melt into me and this time i hear him moan. This is going to be fun! To be continued...

The following is complete fiction, it has no firm basis and is just an idea i had whilst thinking of times gone by and lost chances. I apologize if it is rather long. I'm not a word smith. I just write it as it comes out. August 2001. Here I was in Manchester. I had just left home and knew no one. Truth be told I had run away from home. Coming out to my parents had been a bad idea. Mum had taken it badly and I ended up bruised and battered, so one day I just packed my things and left. On arrival in Manchester I a place in a student house and enrolled myself at a local college to do some crappy catering course. I certainly had no real firm idea of what I was going to do with my life, but decided to give it a whirl. After a few days I plucked up enough courage to try out the gay scene. I had never been into a gay pub, and in fact didn't even know any other gay men. I was still a virgin, (if you don't count waking off to porn!). The first couple of bars I visited, Via Fossa, and a bit further down, Manto's, seemed okay. I had a drink in each and was somewhat enjoying my new-found freedom, so I decided to visit a few more bars. As I made the rounds I passed an alley in which I saw a bar called Company Bar. Now remember folks. At the time of this incident I was 18, and knew nothing about gay pubs, which I knew only through what I had seen on Queer As Folk. The name sounded friendly enough so I decided to give it a try. At this stage I was a bit tipsy as I had never really had much to drink before. There was no doorman, only a long flight of stairs down into the basement where, apparently, the bar was located. I gingerly made my way down the staircase, trying all the time not to trip. When I stepped through the door, I stopped dead. I couldn't believe my eyes. This bar was very unlike the other two bars I had visited. The crowd was so much older and more, well, manly looking. They were wearing strange clothing I hadn't seen before, clothing made from rubber and leather. I was particularly astonished by a patron who was wearing a pair of what appeared to be leather coverings on his jeans which left the back and front exposed. (Late I learned the leather garment he was wearing were called chaps). Not wanting to look a total fool, I decided to get a drink, consume it, and split, so I made my way to the rather small bar, squeezing in between two guys, one, an older man who was dressed in leather, and the other somewhat younger, (in the range of 30 - 35, or so), who sported a shaved head and bleacher jeans. "Beer please!" I nervously squeaked at the barman when he finally noticed me. "ID?" he rumbled back. I presented my drivers licence. Glancing at it, he handed it back and nodded at someone behind me. I paid for my drink and decided to stand on the far side away from the bar with my back to the wall. God, was I nervous! Up until this point I had always sorta fantasised about getting it on with slim, trim and cute guys who were my own age, but one guy was staring at me non-stop, and I found myself thinking he was oddly interesting. He was somewhere between 45 and 50 years old, had dark brown hair going grey at the sides, a full beard, was wearing a leather biker jacket, boots, and the aforementioned chaps. Even as he sipped his beer he never took his eyes off me. I could tell I was blushing as I was terribly nervous, but all the beers I had consumed got the better of me: I needed to piss, and quickly, so I located the toilets and made a quick dash inside. Standing at the trough I pulled-out my dick and let it flow, my eyes closed in the pleasure of a desperately needed piss. Damn, did it feel good. I was, however, so buzzed I didn't hear the door open, and not until I heard the sound of another stream of piss splashing into the trough did I realize someone had entered the restroom and was standing along side me. Upon taking a quick look I discovered the leather guy was also pissing, Naturally I couldn't help but sneak a peek at his dick; even soft he was showing a seven inch cock. Mine, in contrast, outwardly small, even though I knew that at full mast it was a respectable seven and a half inches. I also noticed his cock was considerably thicker than mine. Startled, I looked-up and realized he was smiling directly at me, almost wiling me to admire his cock. "Hey boy, like what you see?" His voice was just as you would expect: deep and rumbling. Something inside me lit up. I didn't know what was happening to me, but this guy really hit a button somewhere. "Yeah, I suppose," I stammered. My nervousness seemed to please him more. "My name's Mike. Can I buy you a drink?" he again rumbled. Slowly, somewhat distractedly, I nodded 'yes' as I stared into his deep eyes. I was hooked. With that he put his dick away and zipped up. I snapped out of my trance and did the same, following Mike out of the toilets and back into the bar. Soon we were sat together on high stools near the back chatting. Within five minutes he had managed to get out of me my life history. I didn't learn what he did, but he seemed to have me in the palm of his hand, an apt phrase as to what was about to follow. Once the beers had been drunk I offered to buy him another, but he declined as he said he had to be off home. He could probably see my disappointed expression a mile away. "Tell you what boy. Why don't you come with me so we can continue chatting," he asked. At this point I would likely have agreed to anything. Something that night had changed. I had never before seen a gay guy like Mike. So powerful, so manly. Still, I I did hesitate for a second or so, that was until he leaned quickly forward and kissed me hard, before whispering into my ear "I know you want this, boy. I saw you when you came in. It was as if you had walked into a toy shop at Christmas. I know you're nervous, baby, but we're gonna have fun." By now I was completely lost. He took me into his arms and guided me through the bar towards the door. I could smell his body odor: not deodorant or cologne. Just honest manly smells. My dick was rock hard in an instant, creating a substantial bulge in my crotch. Mike noticed the condition of my cock and gave it a quick squeeze. Shivers raced up and down my spine. "Okay," I replied, as, with he led me through the exit, his arm over my shoulder, and somehow we managed the staircase into the cold night air. Whereupon Mike hailed a passing black cab. Once we were en route to Mike's place, he put his arm around me, protectively, perhaps, and at no point did I feel threatened or unsafe. In fact I felt happier than I had in quite a while! Soon we were at Mike's place, which was a nice loft apartment. As he hung-up our coats, he offered me a drink from his fridge and told me to make myself at home. I sat on the sofa as Mike brought out the beers, which he placed on the coffee table. Then he took off his t-shirt, exposing his broad, very hairy chest. I had never before seen so much hair on a man's chest, and Mike registered my amazement, and apparently enjoyed my reaction, because he slowly he bent down, lifted me up off the sofa, pulled me in for a deep long kiss, his tongue assaulted my mouth. I was powerless to refuse him, and immediately found myself responding with enthusiasm, running my hands over his back and powerful arms. He also spent time exploring my body, pulling off my t-shirt and admiring my pale skinned hairless chest. The next thing I knew he was pulling my mouth down towards his chest saying "Suck on my nipples, boy." I could do little but comply. What I was doing seemed to be right as he began growling and moaning, soon he ordered me to chew them as well, and this was also apparently done to his satisfaction because he groaned even more loudly. After about five minutes of this he pulled my face up, placed a hand on each side of my head, and looking deep into my eyes asked "You're hot boy. In fact you're the hottest boy I've had in months. I want to make your first time special, so you'll never forget, but you gotta know once we're in the bedroom I'm in charge. You've gotta do as I say, right?" I was stunned by this, but managed to stammer out "Yes, sir." I couldn't think of a more complete reply. "I didn't quite hear that, BOY!" he said again, this time his face looked darker. "Yes sir," I replied more clearly. "That's better." And with that he turned me around and guided me to the bedroom. What the fuck was happening I asked myself. I had never even thought of this kind of shit before. Was it the beer? Was it my nerves? What? As soon as we got into the bedroom he turned me around and barked the order "Strip." I immediately removed my trainers, jeans, boxers and socks and stood before him, my dick once again rock hard. WTF? I stood there at the foot of his bed, awaiting his inspection and further inspections. Nodding his approval, he ordered me to turn around. Upon doing so, Mike inspected my back and commented "Nice boy, but I wanna see your hole. Pull your ass cheeks apart." I did as instructed, somewhat embarrassed, but also turned on by this big dominant man, a real man, who was inspecting me, checking me over, me, a thin pale twink fresh from the sticks. "Hmmm. I think we are gonna gonna have some fun, boy. Turn around." When I complied, I could see Mike was thinking about something, and sure enough, he slowly approached me and looked me straight in the eyes and said "Usually when I pick up boys like you, they appear to be up for some fun, at least when we're standing at the bar, only to develop cold feet when we get here. Which means I have to remind them of what we're here for, but you're different. Yeah, I can tell you're nervous, but you're not fighting back at all." He looked on at me with the gleam of lust in his gaze. I returned his look, even if the experience was new to me. Stepping back, he slowly undid his belt, pulled off his boots and dropped his chaps and jeans, his hardening cock coming into full view for the first time. My eyes were riveted: it looked wonderful. Involuntarily I licked my lips in anticipation. I had never sucked a cock in my life and most definitely wanted his. His voice brought me back to reality: "All in good time, boy." With that he moved quickly forward, pushed me back onto the bed and was on top of me in an instant, his hands exploring my body, his mouth on mine Then he moved down and started sucking my nipples, one after the other. It felt like electric bolts were shooting through my body. And, the pleasure shifted to my cock when, in a flash, he took my dick head in his mouth. I nearly jumped right out of the bed as he started to work my dick in his mouth. It was incredible. A tingle told me my cum wasn't far off. As an experienced cock sucker, Mike knew as much, and stopped blowing me, but rather pinched the base of my dick, commenting "Not yet, boy. You've had your fun. Now it's my turn." With this, he rolled off of me, and roughly forced me to suck on his nipples again, virtually chewing on them the way he liked. This time, however, he pushed my head lower towards his crotch. Unbidden I kissed and sucked my way down his broad hairy chest and torso until I was faced with his now hard dick. It must of been at least ten inches in length. "Cover your teeth with your lips, boy, and do what I did," Mike directed as he forced my head down onto his cock. I began slowly, and then began working away at the head. The noises Mike made told me he was enjoying my attention, but all too soon i felt his hands forcing my head lower, forcing me to take more and more of his cock into my mouth, so much, in fact, that I thought i would choke, but then, to my astonishment, I realized I had taken his entire length into my throat, and his cock head was lodged deep in my gullet. Somehow I had learned to breath, notwithstanding the tube of flesh that was obstructing my throat. "Good boy," he remarked, as Mike then proceeded to fuck my throat, quite roughly, truth be told, all the time telling me what a good boy I was, and that I was a natural cock sucker. His praise encouraged me even more, so I used my imagination to maximize his pleasure. And, as Mike wouldn't allow me to play with myself, my balls were definitely frantic, and my cock was drooling. After about ten minutes he pulled me off of his cock. Although I may very well have looked like a mess, Mike didn't hesitate to again kiss me long and deep. "I wanna fuck you, boy. I wanna shoot my cum in your ass." I had all the safe sex lectures at school, but at this point I didn't care. I wanted Mike and his cum. "Please, that's exactly what I was hoping for," I replied. Mike positioned me so I was now on my stomach, and he dove into my ass, rimming me without the slightest hesitation, pleasuring me for some fifteen minutes. Then he slowly worked one, then two, then three fingers into my hole, stretching my ass lips even as he continued tongue-fucking me. "I'd say you're ready now, boy. Lay on your back. Take a couple hits of these poppers," he directed, encouraging me to take more and more until my head was spinning and my heart beat raced. When I wondered where this was going, I then felt a sharp pain in my arse, pain that intensified as his cock head forced its way in. I screamed in agony but he pinned me down, held me there, with only his cock head in my hole, saying "You're gonna take it all boy. You're gonna take my dick all the way. You need this as much as I. My cock is gonna change your life forever." With that admonition he again ordered me to take additional hits of the poppers. Again my head spun and heart raced, but my ass muscles also seemed to loosen and his cock slid into me, slowly, steadily, inch by inch, working its way down until his balls were resting on my ass. I had never felt so full before, almost, but not quite as if I needed the loo! Then he started to work his cock in and out of my ass. The sensation at first was agony but soon changed to that of pleasure. His rhythm intensified until he was virtually slamming my butt. My dick was still rock hard but kept twitching every time he nudged my prostate. I knew I was not far from cumming. I told him as much, and he replied "I'm close too, boy," his pace now frantic, and as he pushed himself over the top, he shouted "TAKE MY POZ CUM. BOY!" He roared and convulsed as he came, his load blowing deep into my ass. The sensation and excitement pushed me over the top, and I also came, blowing my cum all over his torso. I was still high from the fuck and trying to take it all in, but I wasn't so out of it that I hadn't registered his exclamation. Looking at his eyes, which were dull with exhaustion, I managed to stutter "Y-y-y-your positive?" "Yes, boy I am. And my positive load is now swimming around in your gut. You should be proud. I've been saving that one for days!" As the high of his orgasm subsided, he saw my face and his expression softened. He slowly withdrew his cock from my ass as I lay in his bed, terrified, excited and gratified. Mike collapsed beside me and pulled me into his embrace, explaining "It's okay, boy. You're gonna be fine. You're not like those other trashy twinks I've fucked and kicked-out - just for the pleasure of taking them down a few notches. I fucked you to set you free. I want you here with me forever, boy." I slowly looked up at him, tears in my eyes. He'd just infected me with HIV, but then he'd been so tender afterwards. Looking into his eyes I saw only genuine affection. My last resolve gave way and I buried my face against his chest and said "I want you too, Daddy." That night he fucked two more loads into my ass. The next day we talked it all through. As soon as I got my diagnosis he'd make sure I got the best care. Then we went to my crummy student house, collected my things and moved them into his. We've been together now for 14 years, and Mike has introduced me to new sexual experiences, the like of which I never thought possible. And, as I've kept my looks, we now go out to work the bars together. You see, Mike likes nothing more than watching me breed some cute twink's ass on the webcam as I fuck him in our bed.

Well this is my first try. If people like it I'll give it some more. This account is entirely fictional, and is merely fantasy. Hope you enjoy the musings of my somewhat twisted mind. _________________________________________ Sweat poured down my face as my naked back hit the cold wall. While not completely dark, I had to focus my eyes as the shadowy figures moved closer to me, some standing upright, others in a crouched position ready to pounce should I make any attempt to bolt. My heart pounded, my body trembling with both fear and excitement. Something I knew they could detect. It's almost as if they could smell it. They had finished with the others. I was the only one left. They were saving me for last... Perhaps I should start at the beginning. Me: I'm a young black man living in the big city. I go by the name of Marcus. I'm 25, about 5'11, 175lbs, average athletic build, an otter with plenty of fur. Got a 9 inch cut cock and bubble ass to boot. While not a gym rat, I do my best to take care of myself when I can. Running around the city looking for work does wonders for your physique. Not to mention the workout you get from sex. That I could get in spades. Been with a great man for about seven months now, and I can get all the sex I want from him, not to mention a deep love of which some men can only dream. But today, things changed. I woke up to my man (Garrett) sleeping soundly beside me, his arm pulling my body close to his, spooning me with his morning wood. He's about my size if not slightly longer, but a hell of a lot thicker than me. We take turns in roles since we're both vers, but the depths he can reach inside me send me over the edge and keep me begging for more. Even though we went to sleep fucking, we always were geared up for more. I stirred lightly, not wanting to wake him, and slowly reached down and stroked his cock. Either he was faking or still deep asleep, but he didn't react. I lined his throbbing rod up with my well lubed and well fucked hole, and scooted back, feeling the head slide through my opening. While it was slightly sore, I didn't care. I had to have more. I eased back more, feeling inch by inch slide into my chute. He must've thought he was still dreaming, because he sleepily started sawing in and out of my hole, eyes closed, breathing soundly, and making various noises and grunting. I was sure he had awakened as he grabbed me tightly, rolled me onto my stomach and sank balls-deep into my hungry hole. I looked back and to my surprise, his eyes were still closed and he was still sound asleep. His dick pulling all the way out and slamming home soon took my mind off questioning that, and I thrust my ass back to meet him, opening more to his assault. Twenty or so minutes went by and we were lost in ecstasy. Soon he started to go faster and faster. I've been with him for a while now to know what that means, and tightened the muscles in my ass to milk out his warm cream. It was at that time that he opened his eyes, those beautiful dark brown eyes, and realized what was going on. A smile spread across his face and mine as I looked back to him, and he leaned down and started to kiss me all while pumping his big black cock in me. His breathing grew ragged and more labored, and with a few quiet but guttural grunts, he gripped my body tight and held his cock deep inside. I can always feel a man cum, and Garrett is no exception and always shoots gallons. Rope after rope of hot, sticky cum glazed the inside of my hole, adding to the three loads he deposited last night. I clamped down, my entire body caught in a wave of intense orgasm, seeking to squeeze every drop he could muster. We collapsed in a heap on the mattress, coverd in sweat and fluid. He kissed me on the neck and back, knowing full well it would cause my hole to spasm even more while he continued to make his cock pulse and throb inside me. "Good morning." I said finally. "Good morning" he replied. "Did you sleep well?" I asked. "Shit, I thought I was still dreaming" he chuckled. He kissed me again softly and deeply, then got up to head for the bathroom. I didn't imagine it would be a long time before I saw him again. To be continued

Hello one and all. For those still following this story, I'm sorry for keeping you waiting. After several bouts of writer's block, editing and lack of free time, I'm finally on the verge of completing this epic. Do not lose hope.

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Part 6... I slowly regained consciousness...the machine had been removed, I was lying back on the bed, untied. I sensed a presence in the room...it was the guy. He said 'Well done, you've proved yourself for the next step. Come with me'. I slowly raised my weary but completely pleasured body from the bed, and was once again led to the shower, he said 'take your time, when you finished put on the robe' and I did. I let the hot water stream over me, still high from the Tina and residual G the water felt amazing tingling over my body. I soaped up and lathered everywhere, then used the douche head to once again clean out. There was a bit of red, lots of clear juice and cleaned out some brown, and I kept douching every couple of minutes until I was totally clean. I shampooed my hair, washed with the fragrant soap and was feeling amazing. I got out of the shower, rubbed down and put on the robe as instructed. The guy was there again, and he told me to follow him for another feed, then we would be going to the initiation warehouse. I had a feed, and then was given an injection, next thing I felt myself drifting off to sleep.... I awoke to find myself in a dimly lit room, with scented candles burning, and a fuck bench in the center of the room, like an altar. I was lying on a bench covered in plastic, and felt warmth and wet, and scraping. I realised I was being shaven completely, from head to toe. The guy came up to me and said 'Well done, you slept for 2 days...all refreshed and ready...we also douched you again...' I felt a razor shaving my balls clean, and started to get hard at the sensation it was giving. I was hairless now, from head to toe. I was told to stand, and was rinsed off. Next thing I felt was hands all over me, rubbing scented aromatic oil all over my freshly shaved body...it felt soothing and amazing, and my cock was now fully erect. The guy told a young hairless stud who I recognized as the young guy from the previous fuck session to take care of my cock. He immediately dropped to his knees and started deepthroating my hard on. At the same time a couple of the hands that had been rubbing oil on me started spreading my ass cheeks and teasing my hole...I started to moan with pleasure and could already feel an orgasm building. Next thing I felt a tongue in my hole, and it pushed me over the edge and I shot what felt like a huge load down the young guys throat. The young guy then stood up and gave me a full tongue kiss, mingling my cum with our spit. The guy then told me to walk to the fuck bench and kneel in front of it. I did as I was told, and noticed there were about a dozen naked guys around the edges of the room, all stroking their huge cocks, and some licked their lips as they saw me glance their way. I knelt in front of the bench. A tall toned black guy walked over to me, he was totally naked and was sporting the biggest cock I had ever seen. It was about as thick as a coke can, and around 13" and was rock hard. He looked at me and said, 'I'm Leroy, and this is my group. I am told you deserve to be here, and that you may want to join us. If you do, this will be an initiation, and now is your only chance to back out. Choose carefully, as once you join you can never leave the group'... I was mesmerized by his cock, and said 'Yes please Sir, I want to join'. Straight away he grinned and then yelled, 'Let the initiation begin!' Two guys came up and each tied off an arm, I was still kneeling in front of the fuck bench. My arms were wiped, I was pulled forward on the bench, and another guy came over and placed his cock in front of my mouth, but just out of reach. I felt a hard head of another cock rub itself against my hole. Two other guys came and strapped my legs to the bench. Cuffs were placed around my wrists. I was high on anticipation, and then the two guys inserted the rigs and both pulled back and got registers. They nodded, and pushed in the plungers, removed the rigs and straps and immediately tied the wrist cuffs to the bench...and WHAM, I started couching as I felt it hit. As soon as I stopped coughing I had the cock in front of me pushed all the way down my throat. At the same time I felt the cock entering my ass, and it felt huge! Together they pummeled away at each end, sending waves of pleasure through my body. Almost as soon as they started, two other guys swapped with them. This carried on until all the guys had a quick turn, except Leroy. He came over and said, 'Right, now it is my turn, and then the boys will keep you busy', he then said 'Poppers!' and a popper soaked rag went in my mouth. 'Breath it in deep, boy!' he ordered. Even in my euphoric state I knew I needed them, so I took in a huge breath, and as it hit, I felt the pressure of his monster cock at the entrance to my hole. I was so high and hungry for it I growled, 'Please fuck me...' He laughed and said 'Like you have a choice" and I felt him press into me. All I felt was immense waves and ripples of pleasure, and felt cum oozing out of my soft cock...I took in another huge breath and then the rag was removed, and Leroy was now slowly sliding in and out causing me to orgasm with each stroke. He picked up the pace, and I felt so full and complete, so wanted, taking this man all the way into my guts. I could hear a low guttural animalistic growling and realized it was me! I was riding wave after wave of pleasure, and another cock was in my mouth, shooting cum in my throat and on my face as Leroy pounded away in my hungry and stretched hole. It was rapidly replaced with another cock, which also emptied a load in my throat as I felt Leroy start to thrust harder and begin to pant. One of the guys stuck a bottle of poppers under his nose, he took two huge hits without stopping his pounding, and as it hit him he pulled all the way out and slammed back in with each thrust in rapid succession, then he yelled and groaned as he buried his cock to the hilt and I felt it pulse and throb as he sent volley after volley of cum deep into my guts. He pulled out, said, 'Boys you know what to do' and then he came in front of me and said, 'Well done for part one boy, you have a hot ass, now clean my cock'...I happily took his monster in my mouth and slurped it clean. I tried to take it down my throat but it was way too big. As I was doing it, I felt the strap and cold wipe on my left arm, prick and remove, strap gone and WHAM, this must have been a huge hit...I tingled all over, and felt pressure on my hole and a fist was buried into my hole, fucking Leroy's cum into my guts. I saw stars and felt myself shiver a couple of times as ripples of pleasure hit my brain, tingles of lots of hands gently touching my body while my hole was being invaded by a fist. Another cock was in my throat, and as the fist was massaging Leroy's cum to greater depths, the hands touching all over me would roam all over, stroking my cock and balls, and some around the rim of my hole as I was being fisted. I was given another 4 hits of poppers and felt more pressure at my hole as another hand was burrowing its way in, stretching my wrecked hole even further. A couple of guys shot their loads on the fists, pushing the cum into my hole and making me moan even more. This carried on for hours, fisters swapping places, cock always in my throat, cum being blown over my fister's hands and around the rim of my hole, and top up slams. Leroy returned to the room, and took his place at my hole as the fists were removed. He pushed his once again hard cock into me, and then pushed his hand in beside his cock, and fucked me while his hand jerked his cock. He blew another load of cum in me, pulled out and once again I slurped him clean...cum, and lots of clear ass juice...and he said, 'Good boy, part two is complete'...as he said that, all the guys gathered around me in a circle... To be continued

I mean this in the nicest way possible, you are being a complete alarmist. You are also looking for affirmation here, when what you really need is a HIV test, which can be had in so many places. Your approximate risk of acquiring HIV from an HIV+ person not on medication is as following on a per occurrence basis. receptive anal intercourse - .04%-3% insertive anal intercourse - .03% This is on a per occurrence basis, and they are not cumulative, so the risk stays the same after each occurrence. So really just go get a damn test instead of assuming you are HIV+ or HIV-. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Template:Risk_of_acquiring_HIV

I backed off then, just to see his face. The glazed look was still in his eyes but there was a new one now, Lust. Well, lets see how far he wants to play this out "Mmmm you kiss well boy, making daddy hard". As soon as id said this his face flushed an he looked down at my crotch, then at the floor "Thankyou daddy" he quietly replied, god this boy was really into it! I gently took his hand and placed it on my hard dick, Tina always makes me a) hard, and pre cum heavily). With my other hand i took hold of his chin and pulled his face up to look at me "You gonna suck daddys dick boy, show him how good you are?". Fumbling with my zipper he slowly took out my cock, not massive, only 7.5 uncut but thick. He seemed to be a bit lost in a daze so i put my hand on the back of his head and pulled his head down, he opened his lips and took my dick in his mouth, trying to go balls deep in one go and choking himself "Wow boy, pull your lips over your teeth as well" Must admit he wasn't that bad for a newby, and god did it feel good to have this twink working my dick. Then the nasty side started coming out in me, gently at first but with increasing force i pushed his head down further until he strated choking, then pop, i felt my dick head enter his throat "keep breathing boy" i told him as he adjusted, then stood up whilst holding onto his head whilst forcing him onto his knees and roughly started fucking his throat. God this felt hot, knowing i had this twink at my power, knowing he was mine to do with as i wanted. I kept the skull fucking up for about 10 minutes then let him come up for air, pushing him back off my dick he fell back slightly and lay there panting and flushed. Time for some more t i thought, but i think we need to up the game a little. "Stand up boy" i firmly told him, the look in my eye then if nothing else convinced him to do as i said, quick as a flash he was stood in front of me. "Follow me boy" with that i turned and walked out of the lounge and into my playroom. Well i call it that, all it is really is my spare room with a sling frame in it. When i got there i dug out an old dirty jock left over from my last hard session, put it on the sling and dug out a leather harness, i turned to him (he had followed me, good boy!) and told him "Strip off your clothes and put these on, call me when youve finished and dont take too long". Without waiting for a reply i walked out and into my own room, i quickly stripped off and put on my leather jock, harness, bicep strap, boots and muir cap, slipping on and tying my boots to finish off. "Im ready daddy" i heard him call, he sounded eager and alert, my dick twitched in my jock. I walked back into the sling room, he was stood there waiting, in my hand i had another G laced coke, some tina, my pipe and some slamming gear. I dont slam often, tending to prefer smoking, but i do partake sometimes. "Good boy, now have another drink then get in the sling" he quickly downed his drink with only a minor grimace, then looked at the sling. God he'd probably never even seen one before! "Ok boy, stand in front of it, facing me, then lie back" nervously he did. "Right now bring your legs up" again he did it, after only a minor hesitation. I secured his ankles into the straps, telling him that they were there to stop him falling out (yeah, right!). "Would you like another smoke boy?" "Yes please daddy!" I could see the T was getting him hooked, he wanted to keep that buzz. "You've done well so far boy, keep it up and il have a treat for you" I lit up and as soon as the pipe was ready got him to have 4 big hits off it. The 2nd dose of G and the T he'd just had were really hitting his system now, his dick was no longer hard but he was really turned on, slowly i caressed his chest, then went to work on his nipples. Probably no onehad ever done this to him before, he moaned like a bitch on heat and lifted himself up to meet my biting mouth "Easy boy, not so fast" then i went back to work, soon i had him writhing in the sling, i backed off and he looked at me confused. "We've got hours yet boy, and ive so much more to show you" Then i pulled up a stool and took a good long look at his ass, best bubble but id seen in years, with just a light coating of fuzz, god this lad would have every daddy in a club lusting after him! Pulling apart his cheeks i dived in and started rimming him, if he thought me chewing his nips was good he wasnt ready for what this did to him, the groans and moans he was giving off would of woken the dead, i kept working his hole hard, loosening it up bit by bit, then decided to try a finger, at first he flinched but i ressured him and he opened up enough for me to work into him. "I wasnt expecting this..." he panted, yeah right probably expected a spliff and a suck when he turned up! "I know boy, but daddy's gonna show you" Little prick tease probably been trying it on all over Grindr. Whilst i was working his ass with one hand, with another i gently worked a nice tina shard out of the bag with the other, passing it upto my other hand as i quickly pulled out my finger, placing it on the tip before working it back in again. "Ow that stings!" he exclaimed, again i reassured him, telling him it was because he was so tight, as the tina melted and worked into his system his ass loosened right up, i looked at him maintaining eye contact, as the rush hit him he threw back his head " Fuck!". "Oh i will boy, just wanna make sure your ready for i" What he didnt know was i was also using my fingers to scratch his insides, as i now worked 2, 3 then 4 into him i could see red traces on them, i had already strated using j-lube on him to work his hole with. He now looked back at me with a worried expression "I've never been fucked before, im not sure....". "You'll be fine boy, you like how my fingers feel dont you?" He nodded. "Good, i think your ready for the next step boy, you like how the pipe feels dont ya?" He nodded again. "Well this will feel a hell of alot better, believe me!" With that i turned around and prepared two rigs, nice medium size dose for me and a slightly bigger one for him, picked up the rigs, strap and some swabs i turned around and walked around to his head, placing the stuff on a nearby set of draws. He looked at me nervously again "I dont do hard drugs..." he said, "Well kid what do you think was in that pipe, weed? Its Tina boy, crystal meth, feels good doesnt it". I could see his face become more worried, almost panicy. Dont worry boy, i wont do anything to harm you, i havent yet have i?" my voice intoned nothing but re-assurance. "Ok il do myself first, you can see what i do, theres no harm involved and you'll be ok". I then strapped my arm, swabbed a vein and put in the syringe, pulling back for a flush of blood, i then pushed in, pulled out the needle, undid the strap and held my arm above my head, a quick cough as the rush hit and i felt fucking amazing! "See boy, nothing to it!" He still looked nervous, but there was a look of hunger there too, the rush from the shard was lessening a bit "Ok daddy, but not too much, god i never do this kind of thing!" Yes i thought, tina does tend to do this to you, silly young fuck! Slowly i prepped him, talking him through it all, with only the slightest wince i put in the needle, when i pulled out and told him to raise his arm, i pulled off the strap and then the rush hit him, if he thought the pipe felt good this must of been fucking amazing. "God that feels good daddy" he was panting heavier now, i fetched him a glass of water and made him drink it down, dont want him passing out on me! "How does your ass feel boy?" "Different daddy, twitchy?" I moved back around to his ass, i could see it twitching, god he needed to be fucked. Slowly i lined my dick up with his ass, then started teasing his hole, rubbing over it then slowly pushing in a bit before pulling out again. "What do you want now boy" "I want you to fuck me daddy, i've never been fucked but i want it" He'd probably jacked himself off at night thinking about being fucked, suprised no one had got there first! "Ok boy but theres a few rules, once im in i dont pull out, i never use condoms, and i always shoot in the guy, ok?" "Please use a condom daddy, i dont like the idea of unsafe" Dumb shit, does he think he can tell me what to do? "I thought i was clear boy, when i fuck its bare only, if your not happy with this then get up and dressed and go home and dont bother me again" With that i made to unstrap his ankles, as i worked the first strap i saw him chewing his lip. "Ok daddy, i want to get fucked so bad, i dont know why but i do, and i trust you" God he really was naive, little bit of chems and a stranger and he was offering them his hole. Gotta love twinkies! "Right boy, but any more of that kind of shit and il throw you out myself, got it?" He lay back and nodded. "Ok, now you may need these i said as i passed him some poppers, i showed him what to do with them. He took 6 huge goes up each nostril as i placed my dick at the entrance to his ass, then i pushed forward, i could feel his hole tense despite the poppers. Now what i hadn't told him through all this was i had HIV, wasn't on meds, probably had a high viral load, and got off on pozzing guys, with or without they're knowledge. "Slow down" he croaked but i kept pushing until i was balls deep. "You'll get used to it boy, kee breathing, try some more poppers". I held my dick there for a few minutes whilst he adjusted, then slowly began to work it in and out, building up a nice rythym until i was pounding him. As i worked myself up all i could hear from him was a stream of "fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck" which as i sped up descended into groans. "After a while i slowed down a bit, looked him hard in the eye and said "tell me you want my cum boy, tell me you want daddy's cum in your ass". By this time he was in 7th heaven, the drugs combined with my cock had sent him into a dream world. "Please cum in me daddy, just dont stop fucking me, god your dick feels so good, i never thought it would be like this!" With that i picked up the pace a bit, then 30 seconds later i felt it, my dick started spasaming and i shot a huge load in him. "HERE'S MY DIRTY CUM BOY, TAKE MY GIFT FUCKER!" As my orgasm subsided i saw that his cock had got hard again, id been so lost in the fuck i hadn't noticed until now, and he has a small pool of precum on his stomach. Slowly i pulled out, telling him to clench his ass to stop any coming out whilst i reached over for a butt plug to put in him. He winced slightly as i force it home, but then just lay there panting. I helped him out of the sling and back into the lounge. As he sat on the sofa, i fetched him another drink, his dick was still hard but he didnt seem to have the energy to do anything with it. This was too good an opportunity to miss, taking this lads last neg load, so i discretly put a bit of lube on my ass, then started jacking him off with my lube covered hand, with his eyes closed it was the work of a moment as he came to orgasm to quickly stand up, sit on him and ride him, in a few quick strokes he came, the suprise on his face realsing he had shot on me was a picture. After we'd both cleaned up a i fetched his clothes and told him to get dressed, he looked suprised. "But i cant go back home like this, they'll know im on something!". To be continued, have one or two ideas i need to think through 1st.

Snuck out and met up with the same hung twink as before about an hour ago. About twice a day he has been texting me cock pics with yummy precum dripping and telling me my job is to take care of his big problem. My ass just twitches each time and it makes me so horny. So finally was able to get with him. I felt truly slutty as there was no talking just me walking ib, dropping my pants, bending over his couch. Then he went to town fucking me hard making me beg for his load. When he came I pulled him so he stayed deep. Have not leaked his load yet. Hoping to fuck the wife later with his cum leaking out my hole, down my cock and fingers crossed secretly into her pussy.

I can attest to the value of networking with other bottoms. I've got a fuck buddy (with a magnificent cock, by the way) who is versatile. He's invited me over for three ways with buddies of his, and has arranged for me to take loads from four different truckers that he stays in touch with. My buddy is partnered, so he can't always run off to a truck stop to service these men. He knows I'm a good fuckhole, so he recommends me to them. I've gotten loads three times in the sleepers of the truckers' cabs, and once in a motel adjacent to a Pilot truck stop. All four of the truckers were first class fuckers.

This is your choice, but you should be aware that while you did engage in relatively higher-risk activities than topping with a condom, your risk i not nearly that high. Aidsmap has a good list of the possibilities. http://www.aidsmap.com/Estimated-risk-per-exposure/page/1324038/ Even if all of the half-dozen or so encounters you had were with people who were HIV-positive and not on medication, the odds would be very greatly against you being infected. I would say it was substantially more likely that your partners were either HIV-negative themselves or perhaps HIV-positive and on medication, knocking the chances down even further.

the unlikely event is that you would test positive at this point...(not because of window period) but because you really had pretty LOW RISK activity

I was spending a few days out in Palm Springs, working on my tan, relaxing around a pool and as always, was looking to see what action I could get into. A hot German bear couple, Hans and Fritz, were the first to check me out and I soon found myself lodged between the two sexy beasts. They were quite horny and I was more than happy to be their welcome boy to America. Hans and Fritz both seemed to be top as they were quick to grab at my crack, but there was no worry: I had plenty of stamina, and was very ready for the breeding to begin. A little too assured of myself, I saw one bear's aim his rock hard cock for my mouth. His cock was absolutely huge, thick like a beer can, which suggested the bear behind me was as huge, if not bigger! With just his body sweat and own dick juice he rammed the whole can up my ass in one thrust. Meanwhile the other bear plowed my mouth and throat as only a perv like me could accommodate. There I was, being ass-fucked and skull fucked simultaneously, my anal tissues in particular being stretched beyond any natural limits. Yeah, I was being barebacked as only Germans can do. The endless pumping and flesh in flesh friction made my ass burn as if on fire, but the hot, toxic load of the bear in my ass doused the inferno which had possessed my ass. Now broken in, I was ready for more. Naked, I made my way out of their room, so hot, horny and sticky with freshly shot spunk. I was so on the prowl for more cum. After a shower to freshen and relax my body I got a call from a trucker bud I had known for some time. Bob was hauling an empty rig back from Tuscon and wanted to see if we could meet up in Palm Springs. Bob was married with a family but he enjoyed ass with guys like me. His cock was long like a snake but was always ready to plow. He liked to buy you a drink or two before he had his way. Within an hour we met at a bar on Palm Canyon sitting at the bar Bob gave me a manly hug around the shoulder smile on his face and already had one strong drink in him. Bob was a Man! He looked, acted, sounded and even smelled like a real guy. He wore snug fitting levis that showed his goods a big belt and buckel, open collar shirt, black cowboy hat and black pinted toe cowboy boots. I want that man! Before too long Bob is happy, verbal and very hands-on me. Time to head back to motel room. more to come

I did my research and found a good piercing shop, Scorpio Body Art. It looked as if they not only provided safe piercings, but they also provided great tattoos. No appointment needed, and they were open on Sundays. Perfect. So on Sunday, my day off, I committed myself to going through with it and getting a piercing. I was gonna do it. I drove into downtown and finally saw the sign for Scorpio, but must have driven around the neighborhood a dozen times before I finally found a free parking spot about half a mile a way near the University. All the metered parking was taken, and the rest was permit only or blocked-out by a fire hydrant. Clearly I was still not used to this town. I just moved from St. Louis to Boston. I needed a fresh start since my life had changed unexpectedly: I had been devastated when I learned my boyfriend of almost five years had cheated on me. I'm a total bottom and he's vers. He would occasionally ask me to flip with him, but I couldn't do it. While I'd be rock hard as he pounded my hole (and, to be honest, a slight breeze up the back side of my shorts gave me a hard-on), topping was a different matter. It wasn't for the lack of trying or caring. I just couldn't top. No matter how hard I was, no sooner did I approach his ass than my cock would deflate. About six months ago, he stopped trying to get me to switch. I thought he finally accepted my role and was prepared to enjoy what we had, but apparently he found someone to scratch the itch I couldn't satisfy. HIs infidelity was made clear when routine blood work a month or so earlier had revealed I was HIV positive. So, I was making changes, and now I was gonna get my first piercings: my ears. I had noticed more and more guys with pierced ears, particularly here in Boston. It seemed like there were more who were pierced than who weren't: from ear studs to stretched lobes, the piercings look hot, and I was determined to also look hot. After ten minutes of walking, I finally saw the sign for Scorpio Body Arts. There was a bike chained to a street sign in the front, and a couple guys sitting in front of the falafel place next door, smoking and eating. I took a deep breath and walked in. Loud rock music filled the shop. "Welcome to Scorpio, how can we help you today?" A pudgy but pretty girl asked from behind the counter. She looked like the computer geek from NCIS. "Yes, I'd like to get my ears pierced today. It's my first time." "Oh, wonderful! We'll take good care of you. Here's a list of rates for piercings. Earlobes are forty for one, sixty-five for two. We can autoclave everything at once, and the price includes basic starter jewelry. Your piercer will help you chose pieces and answer any questions you may have, but first, I need you to fill out this form." Most of the information was basic: contact information, allergies, medications... and medical conditions. I had to lie. I couldn't say I had HIV. I can't say it. I can't write it. It's just too soon. Besides, the piercer will, regardless, be wearing gloves and be taking safety precautions. I finish the form, signed it and handed it back to the clerk. "I'll get the piercer. Please wait in the seating area, or you, if you want, you can browse the display of jewelry." I looked at the display of everything shiny that was on display, and was so immersed I was startled when a young man's voice broke my attention from the gemstone display. "You must be Dave. Come on in to the studio and we can get ready." I followed this young man into the room equipped for the piercing procedures. He closed the door behind us. The procedure room contained a doctor-style examination table, a few counters and a bunch of organizational cabinets. I sat on the table, trying to look relaxed. I couldn't keep my eyes off him. He was two or three inches shorter than me, about five foot, five inches tall, with a compact muscular frame. He looked the part of a body artist, with, a couple piercings in his eyebrows, a few on his ears, a septum ring, his ears had rings 3/4" wide. A couple tattoos came up from his collarbones up his neck and had a sleeve tattoo. His hair was a cropped mohawk, I guess that's how one would describe it, very tightly buzzed on the sides and about an inch tall in the center in a strip about an inch and a half wide. He grinned brightly. He was missing one of his front teeth, but his puppy-soft brown eyes made it unnoticeable. "I'm Bryn. I'll be doing your piercing procedure today. So you want earlobe piercings? Any style that specifically interests you?" He watched me intently, he probably noticed I was watching him intently. "Like the captive rings. I think I want to stretch after a while, I think that might look hot." Bryn grinned at that. "Let me see what we can do." Bryn started looking for the right jewelry. "I like to start with a 14 gauge, 1/2 inch diameter..,." His fingers were walking through the small drawers. "I was away for a week and a half and the other piercer got everything mixed up." As he bent over to check some of the lower drawers, I admired the top of his lightly fuzzy crack that peeked from between his jeans and tee shirt. "What made you want to get pierced today?" "Well, a lot has changed. A bad breakup. I just moved to the area for a fresh start, and I want to do something for myself. I'm really just starting to get used to Boston. It took me half an hour to find parking!" "I hear you. I cycle in when the weather is good, I get to park right up front. Sorry about the breakup. It always sucks. My girl just dumped me too. All for the better. She turned into a nag. I was about to kick her to the curb, but she saved me the trouble." Bryn stood back up and smiled, "I found everything we need. We can change the color, and this size fits two sizes of beads," showing me the jewelry he had selected which was in the palm of his hand. "I kinda like the bigger balls." I said with a smirk as we made eye contact. "And I like blue... Or blurple! Let's do that." Bryn started to assemble the pieces, swiftly anodized the color and placed everything in a cartridge to autoclave. It took fifteen minutes, and as we waited he gave me the details of the procedure and aftercare. "If things get irritated, make some chamomile tea and place the teabags on the area. It can really help." "I've never been teabagged like that before." I replied, with an even more intent smirk. He caught my play, and returned my smirk. "There's room for a lot of firsts!" Bryn commented, and then asked "So, do you have any questions about the piercings at this point?" "Kinda. My ears can be a little sensitive. Do they get more sensitive as they stretch, like yours?" "I do feel them more. My girl actually was grossed out by them, so if you're wondering about that. I don't know. We got 12 more minutes. Would you want to feel my earlobes? You know. Strictly for a professional understanding?" My heart just jumped. This hottie, Bryn just asked me to feel his earlobes? I stood up and pretended to play cool. "I guess if I can help out some." And I slowly lifted my hand up his torso, making sure to feel his tummy and chest. He didn't have a six pack, but he did feel very solid. A brief brush against his pec felt very firm. I guided my fingers up to his ear and started to caress along the hoop. "No, silly. If we're going to find out, we gotta do for reals" Bryn sat his hand behind my neck and pulled me in to his right side and I started to kiss his neck and licked and nibbled to his ear. Bryn's breath seized and his whole body stiffened. He regained control and continued to guide my mouth around his ear. "I guess it did get more sensitive!" I started to pull away and we were both panting. We looked at each other and laughed. "Well, that's one ear, we need to see about the other!" I said brazenly. "Yeah, we do, but, I want to try it a little differently." He grabbed my hand and maneuvered me behind him. I took his cue and leaned over to start nibbling on the left side of his neck. He moaned in approval. I continued up his neck, and we started shifting around for more contact. I heard something fall, Bryn must have bumped into a box of supplies or something. Suddenly I feel Bryn's hand moving toward my jeans. He unbuttoned and unzipped them and started rubbing my dick through my briefs. I moaned and started sucking on his neck and ear even more aggressively. My left arm wrapped around him and my hand began to grope his solid belly. I opened my eyes and saw Bryn grab a lubricant, it looks like what he uses to slide tight jewelry in, and squeezed some into his hand. He managed to pull my briefs down and started to stroke my hardon behind his back. My right hand crawled up his side and I caressed his pec as he stroked me. Leaning down to nibble a chew on his ear was straining my neck so I spread my legs apart and pulled him in tighter. I started fucking his hand and we were moaning uncontrollably. Bryn squeezed more of that jewelry lubricant on his hand and continued to let me fuck his hand. He turned his head so we could kiss. His hand clamped down on my dick and sent me deeper into lust. I started pushing harder into him and I tightened my arms around him. He felt perfect, he fit in my arms, his waist and chest fit into me, it felt like we were perfectly pressed into one another. Where my pleasure ends and his began didn't matter, we were one. I started bucking into him, I was about to come. He could tell. With his left hand, Bryn pulled my head to kiss him as deep as I could, and suddenly I just released. I started to shoot the hardest load I have ever shot. Bryn was panting and leaned over the examining table. I looked down. At some point I slipped into him, I had started fucking Bryn. I was still inside him. I bred him. I didn't know what to think. That fuzzy muscular ass was wrapped around my dick. My cock twitched inside him twice and I felt a little more cum ooze into him. The autoclave beeped. It was done. Bryn reached down to pull his jeans back up and switched back into professional mode. "Well, as we said, lots of firsts! Never done that before. Now let's wash up and prepare to make you shiny!" Within five minutes, breathe and pinch, and I had new earrings! "Now, call or stop by if you have any problems!" I grabbed a pen and slip of paper from the counter and scribbled my number on it. "If you want to check up on me, just let me know, too." I winked at Bryn. He opened the door to the studio and let me out. "Will do!" He smirked back. I paid the receptionist and left a $30 tip. She smiled and said, "They look great, you're almost glowing!" "Thanks!" I said as I left Scorpio. Glowing for sure. Oh no. I lied on the paperwork.

Part 3: How to Stop? It was all kinda surreal. Sean left rather quickly after he filled my ass with his aids-filled cum. I was still trying to make sense of all of the contradictory feelings I had. Reality started to seep in. I might have gotten aids. The only thing I specifically remember him saying to me was "if you want more, you know what to text me." I couldn't believe what I just did. I showered vigorously after that, and tried to wash out my hole. Despite my efforts, I saw no evidence of his cum leaving me. Fuck, he must have been deep in me? I felt that wave of panic again as i considered the thought. In a last effort to find and perhaps remove any cum, I let my soapy fingers probe my hole some more. I tried to block out the words echoing in my brain "I wanna get aids." I tried to reconcile how I could have knowingly let a guy with hiv fuck me. It made no sense! And neither did the hard-on that grew as I probed my hole. What's going on here?! Intense memories of his recent dicking danced in my head. I tried to ignore them, but my dick was suddenly at full attention. As the water was trying to wash the last bit of sweat off me, I found myself stroking my dick as my left hand was fingering my own hole. There it was again, that odd and indescribable sensation. A longing? Maybe he was just a good fuck. It didn't matter. Sean was hot. It's not wrong to jack off thinking about a good fuck. I figured I'd just rub one out and be done with it. I couldn't forget his words "I'm giving you aids" as I jacked my cock. Why was I so turned on? His message replayed over and over as tugged at my member. It was only a few seconds before my orgasm arrived, almost without warning. And, oddly enough I found myself blurting out "i wanna get aids!" even as I found myself disgusted by the thought. In the days that followed, I tried to put Sean out of my mind. But, at least once a day or night, I'd find myself thinking about him and how good it felt and how I never felt like that before. After a week, I decided things couldn't get worse. I mean I let a guy with HIV fuck me and cum in me. And not just a gentle fuck, it was a serious pounding. I couldn't imagine being anything but poz now. Why not reach out to him? And so I found the courage to text him. He didn't respond to my "hey sup?" messages or my less-inhibited "let's fuck" invitation. I then knew what he wanted to hear. It was much easier to text it than to say it: i wanna get aids. When my phone vibrated with his quick response, I nearly jumped. "when?" was Sean's response. My heart raced. Could I do this again? I took a shot of vodka. I needed to calm down and think straight. One shot became two, then three, just ten minutes later. I closed my eyes and tried to focus. What do I really want? I glanced down at my phone again. The warm Vodka-induced sensation in my chest had a calming effect, I guess you could say because it was much easier to text my reply: NOW! Despite feeling somewhat calmer, the vibration from his response still startled me a bit. "Be there in ten," Sean replied. I kinda forgot how small Lansing Michigan was until he sent me that text. The one that followed brought me a bit closer to reality, "lube your hole well. i want quick entry." I realized that I wanted to take his beautiful cock into my mouth and so I tapped back, "i can't wait to suck your dick this time." And it was then that I noticed my massive boner fighting its way up through my briefs. His response was one part disappointing and one-part exciting. "no head, I want every drop of my poz cum in ur ass, even pre-cum." Oh shit, what was I going to do?

you sound so hot

Been a couple weeks since I had been with anyone. Have been in the process of moving, so things have slowed down a lot. Went to stay with a friend for a few days to get outta town, posted an ad and only got one reply. He seemed me to playing games, but the next day we met up at the park. It turned out to be the husband of my best friend's friend. He took me out to the country to a shooting range for hunters, walked down a path and he dropped his pants and told me to get on my knees and suck him like a bitch. As I was sucking, he kept complimenting me on how well I knew how to suck dick (DUH). He nutted all in my mouth, dropped me back off at the park then next said I don't know him, it was a "one time thing". I know they always come back, but I was like "Yep". LOL

Part VI. I followed Johnny through a series of hallways, popping in and out of curtains, and then down a steep flight of stairs. The basement was lit only with red lamps, and was hot and sweaty. In the dim light, I followed Johnny and sounds of animalistic sex to an open room, with a crowd of guys standing shoulder to shoulder cheering someone on. I knew instantly that my boy was somehow engaged in the tangle. I pushed my way into the crowd to see Alex standing there with fistfuls of cash, and my boy, covered in seed, taking two cocks in his ass. There was a buff guy on his back, with my boy mounting him, another stud plowing him from behind. My boy was moaning, as he sucked on a gym bunny’s dick, and fisted two more. He was servicing five cocks at the same time, and the guys in his ass blew their loads simultaneously. I knew they were both seeding him. The guy in his mouth came all over my boy’s face and hair, squirting into his eyes. The guys my boy was jerking off assumed the position, and started to double-fuck him. I saw Dylan and Bobby working the crowd, getting the next round of guys ready to fuck and breed my boy. Dylan saw me, winked, and pulled me to him. He kissed me, and I savored the nutty flavor of cum in his mouth. I knew he must have just been giving head. He had to shout to be heard over the noise of the men cheering on the live sex show unfolding before us. ‘You jealous?!!?’ I nodded, shouting back, ‘Maybe a little…’ ‘Let’s show them you can be just as dirty as your boy!’ I nodded as he laid down, parallel to my boy, on the filthy cummy floor and had me mount him. I leaned forward as I took his raw cock and some stranger lined up behind me, forcing a hard unlubricated cock into me. I’d never felt so full. I grunted until Alex pushed a muscled jock into my mouth. My boy pulled off of the cock he was sucking, released one of the cocks in his hand, and ran his fingers up and down my side. He then reached for my hand and held it tightly as both of us were rewarded with two fresh loads in our asses. After that, we must have taken at least six more cocks apiece, some at the same time. It all became a blur, and I passed out while some guy was roughly breeding me and I smacked my head on the concrete floor. When I came to, the basement was empty, and bright fluorescent lights were on. I was still wearing my jockstrap, but the waist was now stuffed full of cash. I stumbled up the steps, parched and smeared with cum and blood oozing out of my ass. The bar was closed, and all of the patrons had gone home. I walked across the stage to the spot where Johnny had started the evening off fucking me and my boy. There was Johnny, in the same sagging chair, with my boy, sweaty, between his bare legs. My boy was covered in cum, matted in his hair, and all over his body. He was nursing on Johnny’s limp sticky cock. He smiled saying, ‘Glad you’re up… I worried that they might have done you in…’ He chuckled and gestured to a brown envelope on a table. I opened it, finding a stack of cash, assorted bills, but mostly $20s, $50s, and $100s. ‘You guys sure cleaned up being so dirty… Congrats, you filthy whores. You shouldn’t have a problem with the rent this month…’ Rather than be excited, my boy was in a daze and just kept nursing Johnny’s cock. Johnny smoothed his cummy hair and continued, ‘Hope you had a good time. Was loosing your NEG cherries worth it?’ My boy just moaned. ‘Don’t expect to make that much ever again though. You’re both used goods now. My customers never pay full price for a hole they’ve already POZZED. Once you’ve converted, you’ll make less and less every time you perform. Then, you’ll be stuck servicing the guys in the parking lot.’ My dazed boy just kept moaning. Bobby and Dylan walked through the door, freshly showered, rested, and dressed in new clothes. Johnny handed Bobby an envelope, mumbling something about ‘NEG cherry finder’s fee’ as Dylan helped my boy to his feet. Bobby and Dylan helped us to their car, and poured us into the backseat. I guess they knew were to too fucked-out to play on the ride home. They took us to their place, bathed us in their hot tub, and gave us clean clothes. After everything we had been through, their tenderness was shocking. Dylan and Bobby made sure we were both okay, and then drove us back to our apartment. We went to bed and slept all day, wrapped around each other but saying little. That night, we had money to pay off our rent, and buy groceries, with plenty left over. Dylan and Bobby came over for dinner. We ate a nice meal like nothing had happened, making small talk. Dylan told us that he and Bobby had talked it over; they had a spare room and wanted to invite us to move in with them. We’d all save money, and could keep fucking each other just like we always had, now that were more than likely going to convert. Bobby continued, ‘In a week or so, if you haven’t already converted from taking our loads over the past few months, you guys are both gonna get pretty sick… We’d love to help you through that.’ My boy threw his arms around Bobby and gave him a sloppy wet kiss. Dylan embraced me, and of course, we all swapped loads to celebrate, right there on the kitchen table. We packed our things over the next few days, got out of our lease, sold our furniture, and were fully moved in with Dylan and Bobby before coming down with the fuck flu.

Part 6 I lay on the cot in our room, my mind spinning, my asshole both hurting and still wanting more. Master sat in a chair, smoking a tobacco pipe and just looked at his new property. Master. I didn't even know his name. This man now owned me, fucked me up, and whored my ass out, and I had no idea who he was. All I knew was I was his property now. Just a little over 24 hours ago, I was the supreme being. Now here I was a chemed up fuckslut. A God like jock brought down to sub human levels. I was just a cumdump toilet, and I was loving it. Master took another little baggie out, and layed out 2 fat lines on the dirty floor. Handing me a straw, I snorted them both, causing a burning in my throat. But this was something different. Quickly a new sensation took over me. I just layed on the dirty floor and stared into space, unable to move. I was aware of my surroundings, yet felt like I was out of my body. "You're in a K hole boy. Just ride it out, it won't last long." What else could I do? I couldn't move. I just floated into outer space. After a while, I have no idea how long, I drifted back into my body, but still felt like a puddle. I felt Master doing something around my cock, then the prick of a needle. Soon I could feel my cock trying to get hard in the spiked cage. The spikes digging painfully into my flesh. But oddly, the pain just further excited me. Master then wrapped a band around my arm and soon I felt that prick again, followed by the most intense rush I've had yet, and a coughing fit. "That was a .5 slam bitch. Now you should be more than ready for the rest of the night. I told you, you're the main attraction tonight!" With that he grabbed my leash and led me down the hallway to a large room. A large crowd of men had assembled, waiting for me to arrive. I was made to stand up, and my wrists were placed in cuffs hanging from the ceiling. Ankle cuffs were also attached. Then the chain's attached were pulled apart, stretching my body out spread eagle, so I was hanging with only my toes touching the ground. WHACK!!! I screamed out in pain and shock at the sudden contact of a whip against my bare back. Quickly more and more were administered to my vulnerable body, back, shoulders, thighs, calves and ass. I wailed and spasmed in pain, jerking around as I hung there, unable to protect my naked body. For the first time, tears started flowing from my eyes. Over and over the whip attacked my body, till I burned from head to toe. Then the attacks started on my chest. The entire front of my body was whipped like my back had been. Up and down it hit me, leaving burning welts all over. My nipples were attacked extra hard as I threw my head back and howled. Finally, my balls were savagely attacked, causing such pain I thought I would pass out. But the drugs kept me concious. And my cock strained within it spiked prison. Finally, my body burning, covered in sweat, I was released from the chain's, and placed in a sling. I was quickly tied down and immobilized. Then Master approached me, lubing up his hand. With no effort, he rammed 4 fingers right in my sloppy cunt. I moaned as he pushed them around, in and out, stretching me further. Soon he added his thumb, pushing more and more against my sphincter. Someone tied a popper soaked rag around my nose, and I inhaled deeply. Then it happened. Masters fist popped through my assring, right into my guts. I saw stars and the neurons in my brain exploded like the fucking 4th of July! I twisted and jerked, crying in extasy as Master made me a puppet on his arm. He pushed deeper in me, past my inner ring, opening me deep. Soon half of his hairy arm was buried deep in my pussy. Someone unlocked my cock cage, releasing my big cock, allowing it to throb freely. Then Master pulled his arm out, leaving his fist in my cunt. Next he lined up his cock next to his wrist, and pushed it inside. Grabbing my hard cock with his free hand, he jerked me hard and fast while he jerked his own cock inside my ass. Soon we were both blowing our loads in the most intense orgasm I had ever known. A huge built up load sprayed all over my chest and stomach while Master jerked his load off into my ass. The crowd just watched in amazement. He pulled out of my ass, and left me there in the sling. The rest of my night was spent getting fucked and fisted by anyone who wanted to help permanently pulverize my teen jock cunt. My cunt would never be the same after that night.

This is actually a true account... I met Coco through a mutual acquaintance. I was still new to parTying and had few to no reliable connections to hook me up with parTy supplies. So I accompanied my friend S***** when he offered to introduce me to his dealer.I was a bit freaked to say the least, especially once we were turning onto his street, which was in the heart of a bad neighborhood in Central PHX. We got to his place and knocked, and that was how I met Coco. Nothing to swoon over, he was about 5'10" and someone who would check the "more to love" box if he filled out a dating profile. He was a complete asshole. I was told he was bic and that he had an 11" cock. He was part black, white, and PRican. Anyways he gave me his number and told me to call if I needed to stop by again. I started going on my own, and after a few transactions when he decided I was cool, he told me to chill for a bit and handed me a bong. He had to show me what to do. So he tells me to hit it a few times and I'm higher than I have ever been before up to that nite. We start talking and he starts up the porn he had been watching before I arrived. It was a straight porn, but the dudes got me horny. We kept smoking and do some hot rails. I'm so f'd up by this point my lips get loose and I ask if he is really as hung as I had been told. He said yeah, but I asked him to prove it. He dropped his bball shorts, no undies and sure enough, a girthy uncut and hardening 11" cock jumped out of the waistband and slapped his stomach... he told me I could touch it if I wanted, so I got off my chair and climbed on his bed with him. He took off his muscle tee and before I knew it I was sucking his cock in nothing but a jockstrap I decided to wear that evening just in case I decided to hit up Chute... He asks me to lay on my stomach and put a pillow under me and handed me his bong again. He was saying my ass and running his cock up my ass crack and over my just shaved hole. He asks if I have ever had anyone that big up my ass. I tell him no. And freak out a little. I feel him lubing me up with massage oil, and he asks if I played safe, because only fucked with conforms. I said usually safe and he said cool. Next thing I know he is rolling a magnum down his cock. I was so nervous and tensed up. He tried for 25 mins to get in me,but I couldn't relax, especially knowing he had house guests who could return at any time. He didn't have a bedroom door and his room was was right off the living room and front door, which was also open since he had a security door. Anyway, he finally gave up, I got dressed and left. Nothing happened again until about a year later. I showed up at his place on Halloween night, drunk and needing some Tina to sober me up. I stopped at an ABS first to get a cockring and some Gun Oil because I needed them. This store had an underwear section. I found a jockstrap I liked and decided I'd buy it since I was drunk and impulsive. I got to his place and somebody else answered the door, and I followed him to Coco's room. I smoked a bowl real quick, but was still pretty buzzed. I asked if I could jump in his shower to try and sober up, plus I was sweaty from dancing all nite. He said yeah and handed me a towel. It was kinda a small I found when I was drying off. I left my backpack by his desk and had just the jock I had just purchased. So I put it on and put the towel around my waist, which barely reached. I came out of the bathroom and they were both still smoking and surfing porn. I sat down on the bed and they passed me the bong. His houseguest asked if I slammed, I said only a couple times and he asked if I wanted to since he hated doing it alone. I said sure. He tied a rubber hose around my bicep, found a vein immediately,and administered what was about .45... it was strong and as soon as he released the hose and raised my arm I was coughing and was rushing. I just laid back into his pillows and started rubbing my nips and chest. I started to sweat and undid my towel to wipe my face and neck, laying there in just a cockring and jockstrap. He slammed next while Coco did hot rails, he didn't like needles. I start rubbing my clock through the pouch and the friend starts massaging me, and tells me to turn over, pulls my hold back and up and tongues my hole while Coco watches and is rubbing his cock through his bball shorts. Then the friend goes to his bathroom to piss and shower. I'm still buzzed, rushing, and high as a kite. I take my jock off, and am just stroking to some BB porn on my laptop. Coco tells me to show him my ass... and asks if he can take some pics. I say sure, just no face shots. He asks when I last took some dick, which I truthfully admitted not recently. It had been about 4 months. He tells me he still wants to fuck me, especially since he wasn't able to get it in the last time. He said he would hook me up with more Tina as trade. I was so high I a agreed. So he starts to rim me and play with my hole, I hand him the bottle of Gun Oil I just bought and he pours it all over my ass and works it in my hole, he goes to his desk for a second and gets a good sized shard and works it into me. It burns but its nothing I cant handle. He is now naked and stroking his huge cock. The friend comes back in wearing just boxers and has a new slam prep led for me. Again he administers it, I cough again, only longer because its stronger. We open up the blinds to his patio door and his window. He lived in a crush, but seedy apt complex that had a mostly gay population. He puts me on my back while the friend is kicking back, smoking and stroking. He asks if I'm ready and I nod... I just assumed he wrapped up based on our safe play only conversation,so when he asked how his raw cock felt in my bare hole I kinda got nervous and started to tighten up. He said not to worry, he was clean and rarely barebacked, especially with gay dudes. I finally relaxed and my body started to loosen up, as did my very stretched and very cock stuffed hole and he was only halfway in. He added more lube as he slowly sank more of his 11" into me. He told his friend to take some pics of him opening me up. And next thing I know one of his regular customers enters through the patio door. He didn't know I was a bottom so was little surprised to see me with Coco's dick balls deep in me. So he is watching and smoking, and Coco pulls out so I can get on all fours. His customer is comments on my "phat bubble butt" and how he never woulda guessed I was a bottom and never woulda guessed I had such a nice ass because I always had on baggy sweats or dickies workpants and oversized tees that hid my ass. Coco spreads my bubble butt cheeks and adds more Gun Oil, then starts to reenter me and my still tight, but willing asshole. Coco just keeps telling me how hot my hole is. How tight, warm, wet, and soft it is, how hot it feels every time I tighten up and work my ass muscles. I am meaning into a pillow when I am given the bong to hit, which I hit hard and blow some massive clouds as I am being fucked bareback by my drug dealer and his huge raw uncut cock. I can feel him precumming in me as he is fucking me. Before long he is fucking me deeper and faster so I know he is about to blow. He had already told me he would pull out, but never did. He just kept fucking me, fucking his load into me and lubing my hole with his cum. He finally pulls out and can't believe how good my ass felt, better than any pussy and no fears of me getting knocked up. I needed something to drink, so put on my jock, my sweatpants and hoodie and walked next door to Circle K for Gatorade. On my way back I saw his regular leaving. He saw me and invited me to co.e smoke and chill with him across the complex, his girlfriend was staying with a friend. I agree, and we get to his place, I immediately take my hoodie and sweatpants off and go get cleaned up in his bathroom. When I return he has a bi porn on his flat screen and a loaded bong. He is in a muscle shirt and bball shorts. He looks rough in the face, but has a pretty hot body from what I can see. We pass the bong back and forth and then he loses his clothes and is stroking his cock. I decide to blow him without asking, he gets harder in my mouth. After I kneel down on the floor and jerk off while I am sitting up straight. The next thing I feel is his hand pushing my shoulders forward and bending me over. He spits on my hole, then his cock and mounts me from behind. He is nowhere near as big as Coco, but still above average and grabs my hips while he long strokes his raw cock in and our of my just fucked hole. He hits all the right spots and before I know it I am cunning, which makesy hole spasm and tighten around his cock, causing him to lose his load too. He pulls out and then eats my hole. Tells me my ass is amazing and so much better than his girl's pussy. It was a good night.

Monogamy is great, because only when you are in a "faithful" relationship you can experience how Hot it is to cheat!!

Last load was a couple weeks ago. Met a couple on line....they were staying at an AIR BnB place about 2 blocks from me. Anyhow, we met for some beer....smoked something loud and then they ravaged my raw ass multiple times. neither one was a poz guy, but it was fun anyhow. best thing was i has sucked 6 guys in a row off at the local adult store earlier in the day.....no doubt, it was a cum filled day....and i went to sleep with jizz in both ends.

A cumdump is obligated to take any load that is offered.

I take any load from any cock. No quetsions asked and don´t care.

Tuesday. Met a guy off Craigslist. I posted an ad for no strings tops. He was cool with both anon and bareback. Waiting naked and blindfolded. He came in, ate my ass for about 8 minutes straight. Lubed his dick and slide in my hole. Fucked me doggie, then flipped me over on my back and blasted his seed deep in me. He left, I went back to work. (Was working from home). Got an email for a black top I usually suck off weekly. He was looking to swing past. First time he suggested didn't work out. I, after an active morning, fell asleep and woke to my doorbell ringing. It was him. I quickly got things ready, threw on my blindfold and let him in. As I'm sucking him, he sees the lube still on my bed from the first fuck. He thought I was looking to get fucked. Granted, I always am, but he always talks condoms so, I never bring it up. He asked about the lube and I told him about the first guy. That seemed to excite him as he said he wanted to fuck. I bent over, lined up, slid his big dick in my hole and let me fuck me senseless for 3 minutes until he blasted me full of cum...

Damn..... Nicely put. Well said.

3. As we re-entered the paved portion of the Parkway it took me a little bit to get my barring’s then guided David towards the parks exit and to my place, we were mostly quiet during the short walk then as we entered my building David began to mumble. I could not recognize what he was saying but guided him up to my door, unlocked it the lead him inside. “What the fuck just happened, I, I know we were in a fuck frenzy with those bears and then we entered that cave and then… I don’t know it was like we stumbled on a renaissance faire” He blurted out “I’m just as mystified as you are my newfound Friend” “It was just so weird, Ted kind of spooky but exciting” We sat down and discussed the events of the morning and early afternoon, I could not help but to see David was getting turned on again as we talked about what the bears had done with him and soon his hard cock was tenting his shorts, as he could see my rod peeking out of my shorts as well. I asked him about his boyfriend and if he knew of David’s infidelity and lust for cock in his hole. “Jerome, knows I’m a cumpig and he encourages me to experiment, outside our relationship, as long as I keep it safe and tell him of my exploits” “So as long as you kiss and tell he’s ok with you being fucked” “He actually gets off on my tales of sex and we have some of the hottest sex when I do” I leaned over and kissed David on the lips, running my right hand up to his hardening nipple, while my left hand grasped his ridged cock stroking it and causing a droplet of precum to his slit. My tongue slipped between his teeth and explored his mouth as I disrobed David of his tee and shorts, we soon were both naked in my living room my fingers finding his slicked up hole, cum oozed out and coated my digits, I brought them to my lips and licked the gooey mess, then shared a kiss with David. We made out for about five more minutes before he turned me around and dove into my ass crack and began tonguing out my hole. “Oh yeah I’m eating out that dirty bears cum” He continued to lap at the cum, he was working out of my hole, getting me wet and sloppy before sliding his cock into my hole. He started slow fucking me, then sped up his pace and was soon pounding my ass, his balls slapping against my cheeks before grunting loudly and unloading his spunk into my intestine. David rolled off of me and we both panted as we came down off our orgasmic high, we exchanged numbers and got dressed, making plans for the following weekend to meet up in the park. David didn’t last till the following weekend though and called me on Tuesday to meet for coffee, he had written down what he remembered about our cave experience, I shared what I remembers now being distanced from the incident. We talked at length and compared our memories then decided to do some investigating our the next few weeks

My mouth was watering for big black cock and my hole was absolutely on fire. Scott grabbed a butt plug and inserted it into himself with a quick eyes-rolling-in-the-back-of-the-head effect. "Feel good, pig?" I asked......he just nodded and licked his lips and walked over to add more crystal to our pipe. We definitely wanted it ready for our hung black guest of honor. The torch heated the pipe and and that familiar crackle sound and the hum of the torch filled the room when a loud knock hit the door. Neither of us had checked messages recently. Scott smirked and handed me the pipe and torch and headed for the door. I hit that pipe and blew out a huge cloud. I heard a very deep voice introduce himself as Tyrell and heard his belt buckle hit the hardwood floor practically before the door closed behind him. As I walked over to the foyer, Scott was doing what he was born to do....on his knees deep throating that beautiful thick black cock. Tyrell loved it and motioned for the pipe. We passed it back and forth and he was telling us that he had come from a gang bang. Scott groaned at those words and I have to admit it turned me on, too and we both looked at each other wondering if there could be more in our near future. Tyrell got comfortable and motioned toward the bed. Clearly he was ready to fuck some white ass. He bent me over and ate my hole for a good four or five minutes. I had to have that huge piece. I crouched down a bit and offered him my pink fuck hole. He spit on his cock and slid the head in past my hungry lips. I felt that monster disappear deep inside me and he started to droll me with deep deliberate strokes. Scott hit the pipe, egging us on. We decided to switch up and Scott got on the edge of the bed and grabbed his ankles spreading his legs wide for our new buddy. Tyrell stepped a couple feet to his left and started plowing that hungry cunt. It wasn't long before his breathing became more intense and he grunted every couple of seconds.....finally dropping that sweet nut that we were so fucking crazed for. Tyrell assured us there'd be another round or two and I exited to prepare some G/gatorade cocktails.

Saturday evening found me sitting in a room with three other men. I pretty much knew we were all bottoms and here for the same reason. We had been promised the chance to be fucked by anonymous men and a chance of at least one load of cum being left inside us. I think I recognized one of the bottoms from a previous party. He stared at me long enough to think he recognized me too. The host came into the room and greeted us with a rather large smile. He seemed rather pleased with us and the possible evening. He announced that he had a somewhat large number of ready tops and hoped we were ready. I quickly realized that the guy I thought I recognized had indeed been here before. He was familiar with the routine that led up to us being led to the breeding room. He stripped and kept his jockstrap on but was ready to be blindfolded in less than a minute. I noticed that the men prepping us were particularly intent on making sure that the blindfolds were not only on tight but that we weren't able to see anything at all. What caught me off guard was them strapping the penis gags on us. I was familiar by now to being led to the fucking benches and felt, strangely, happy at being strapped to it since I now knew that it would be shortly followed by my ass being invaded by some strange man's cock intending to load my ass up with his cum. I was beside myself in anticipation. I wanted a cock in me so badly I couldn't stand it. Even though I had been fucked and seeded by positive cock the night before, I wanted more cum shot into me. That's what Paul hadn't understood, and perhaps I hadn't when he had introduced me to the host. I hadn't understood that I had a personal bent that would, when activated, lead me to becoming a complete cum dump, taking a cock without knowing who it belonged to just knowing that he was going to blow his load into my ass. I was addicted to taking bareback cock for the cum and, most excitingly, not knowing a thing about who just rewarded me, used me for his pleasure and left me with his cum in my ass. "Bottoms!" He shouted once we had all been strapped to our respective benches, "There are quite a few tops for this evening that you will all be used for their pleasure. Keep in mind that you willingly chose to offer your sweet asses up for them to use and abuse. Without more delay, they are entering." "There are four bottoms about to be used by fifteen tops." he started. "I have an announcement to make once all of the tops have bred their bottoms, whomever they might be. The plan is to have a coin toss to pick the first four tops to start tonight. They are to be allowed to fuck to finish. Once they cum, then someone from the pool can take the open bottom and continue the party. There will be no pulling out, there will be only deep breeding. You all know that you are their cum dumps for the night." I was ecstatic at knowing that there were far more tops this evening since I would definitely get more cock and cum. Call me greedy. I had to snap for the poppers early as I felt my first cock against my anal cavity. I was swearing someone was shoving a beer can into my ass. I had lubed up liberally but this was beyond that. It was a terrifying point that my attempt to cry out was muffled, not that I expected this top to stop. I had hit the poppers four times before I felt him stop his invasion of my anal cavity and felt his pelvis against my ass. What escaped me at that moment was the fact that it was his girth that was painful rather than his length. As I finally relaxed to his initial stroking, I realized that he wasn't probing nearly as deep as I had been before. Another shot of the poppers and I released my anal muscles as much as I could and accepted his fucking. I was thanking him that he was gentle since he apparently knew he was possibly hurting me and stroked slowly. OR, it could have been I was tight enough that I was, Ohhh, SHit, he came. His pelvis meet mine and he grinded as much as possible. Even if I hadn't been strapped down, with his grip on my hips, I doubt I could have pulled away. "We have our first breeding of the night." I heard announced. I didn't question who got it. It almost hurt still as he pulled out. My hole wasn't empty long. I heard a deep, gravelly voice telling me that he was about to enjoy fucking my white ass and intended to breed me. He stroked deep into me slowly then picked up the pace. This one was a real pig fucker, he wanted to get his nut, nevermind the bottom. The bottom was there to take it. I controlled my breathing and snapped again for the poppers while he kept up his continual pace. I suddenly took to heart my role as a cum-dump. As far as he was concerned, I was simply a hole for his cock to penetrate and tease him till the friction caused him to release his cum. Raw sex at its most basic. I almost orgasmed as I felt him clench his pelvis against my ass while grunting in an almost scary manner. Our host wasn't consistent in his manner of announcing the breedings. He seemed to have a perverse manner of making any announcements during the breeding sessions. Strangely enough I was just working my anal muscles trying to milk the cum out of the third stud fucking me as he was cumming when our host spoke up, telling us that he felt that we might all want to know that all of the tops this evening were black. I squeezed harder, wanting his cum.

Name: Slut Cell (TEXT ONLY PLEASE) 573-529-3570 Location: St. Louis (south city) Times not available: generally during the workday; but it's possible Age: 24 Height: 6'0 Weight: 130 lbs Ethnicity: White

The host met with us bottoms briefly and asked if I could stay for a moment. I was about to expect the worst when he started telling me that he was about to change up some of his party scheduling. He hadn't considered the demand for positive tops before. He had been used to negative bottoms wanting to stay negative, so he hadn't actively recruited positive tops. He had just recently, because of me, realized that there were quite a number of negative bottoms that had fantasies of being fucked by positive or possibly positive males. He also noted that out of that number he had recently seen, while loving the fantasy, he had been seeing quite a number of them chickening out when faced with the very real situation. That was puzzling to him to a point. He asked me if I had any suggestions. My only suggestion was to try to arrange more of the possible bug chasers than he had been since I had personally seen several of them leave once they learned about positive tops in the mix. I suggested that he ask if they had already taken positive tops, if so, then they might be more likely to participate. He looked thoughtful and thanked me. He told me that he was working on a party he expected me to be interested in a month or so. A month later found me bound to the fucking bench with four other ready bottoms. The host was a bit vague about the party plans other than telling us that he didn't know for sure that there were any positive tops, but he suspected there might be one or two. This time none of the bottoms left. "Bottoms," he announced loudly, "This is a somewhat special night. I've managed to bring together a rather large number of ready, horny tops. You are free to guess, but since you are all blindfolded, you won't know how many." He continued, "Tonight's plan is to let the tops decide who gets fucked and, as one drops out, then the next one from the pool takes up the empty hole. As usual, we're going to continue until the last top finishes. The bottoms may or may not be released as the party winds down, but there will be a lot of fucking and cum delivered. I hope you all enjoy yourselves. This time the tops were allowed to fuck until they wanted. If they came, someone got bred, if not, he had to wait for another open hole. The first top that entered me was either about average or I had been learning to accept larger cocks. I have to estimate it took him about fifteen minutes to leave his load inside me. Once he pulled out, I was ecstatic that another cock slide right into me and began stroking toward leaving his cum inside me. It, at that point, occurred to me that these tops were getting turned on by the fact that they were getting to fuck, not only a ready hole, but one that had just been fucked and left full of cum and they were getting to watch said hole getting filled. The second top didn't take nearly as long to show the signs of breeding my ass. He clinched my hips and simply kept stroking in and out, all the while, grunting. I snapped for the poppers and enjoyed the head rush as the next cock slid into me. I soon found that rapturous release somewhere about the fifth or so load I knew for a fact had been shot into my guts. I took another deep breath as I felt the next cock slip in and start fucking me. Sloppy and loose as I was by then, I understood that it would take a sizable cock, girth or length to cause me any serious discomfort. I was ready for nirvana. This one took a while and I enjoyed every bit of his stroking and verbal abuse that led up to his loading me up. I loved feeling him thrusting viciously as he met his orgasm, knowing that it was not only my ass that provided it, but that he was rewarding me whether he wanted to or not with his cum. Being that I figured he was buying into the idea he was fucking a cum-dump, I expected he was as happy as I was at that moment. I loved the idea of being fucked raw, not knowing a thing about whoever was seeding me. Just as the idea of cum-dump goes, I wanted to live up to it. Show me, give me a cock, you need to cum, you want to cum, give it to me, fuck me, leave me well-fucked and sloppy, dripping cum. That's what aroused me now. I was lucky tonight, every time a cock pulled out, another took his place, fucked to add his cum to the pool growing inside me. I was wondering how much more blissful I could feel. I finally fell into that mellow mindlessness that I had learned to fall into while being gang-fucked. One cock fucking me, seeding me all began to blur together until they shot their loads. That I always remembered. For some reason, I always remembered in sharp detail whenever a top filled me with cum. It had been a good evening. My asshole was sore and, I knew, full of cum. I was elated. My scrotum and thighs were sticky as hell when I was unstrapped. I was led to the bottom's room and offered a shower. I begrudging took it. While I wanted to keep as much of the cum inside me as I could, I knew I had to clean my thighs off before I went home. I was the last to enter the bottom room and was met by our host. He asked me to stay for a moment. Shortly, once everyone else had left, he informed me that he was starting to arrange a party based on HIV positive tops and was hoping I was interested. I asked and he answered that he had gotten a definite answer from several tops and several bottoms that had expressed interest in being anonymously fucked and bred by known positive tops. He admitted a bit of surprise at that but was willing to set it up since there was a demand. "I'm invited, I hope." "Of course," he said, "I'll text you when it's set up." I had to ask, "How many tops were here tonight? Will you tell me?" He was a bit vague, but admitted that it was north of twenty five.

Name: faggot Your cell number (for texts and voice calls): (202) 599-0264 A location (be at least as specific as a zip code): san antonio TX Times you're generally not available: work days Age: 27 Height: 5'9'' Weight: 160 Ethnicity: White

LOL - but the Wolverine one is cute ;-)_

My biggest bareback fantasy would be to stealth and poz a guy who was in an outwardly perfect gay marriage, intended to be monogamous. I'd be friends with both guys, except that the other guy wouldn't know that his husband and I were fucking. He would be the top at home, but would bottom for me. Once he became infected, he'd finally have to tell his husband. I am always curious to discover people's hidden, repressed desires. I like to help people express those desires, so that the desires can be experienced and enjoyed. Playing with guys who "cheat" (to say that there is such a thing as "cheating" strikes me as infantile, because we don't own our boyfriends, they don't own us, and we are all attracted to multiple men) is a huge turn-on. Convincing them to bareback is even better. No, it's not a fantasy I could or would ever act on, because it would be unethical to poz someone without consent, and because I'm neg.

*Writer's Note: Hey all. I know I'm throwing a lot of chapters, perspectives and dialogue at you, but my inspiration tends to veer in different directions, not all of it erotic. This one, however, should prove to be very hot, and may shed some light on any questions as well as introduce another perspective or two. Thanks for sticking with me this far, and input is always welcome. Now, where were we? The Hunt- Part V: Hunter's Moon Taven, the Wolf I sprinted towards the open entrance. Already the changes in my body began as I stripped off my clothes. My hatred for that impudent fucking bloodsucker was replaced by my unquenchable thirst for flesh, both to fuck AND to rend with my teeth. I could feel my mortal form shifting and reforming, bones breaking and mending with lightning speed, my mind surrending to the beast within. My face and nose began to lengthen and shape into a snout, my jaws stretching in size, my teeth now sharp as daggers and increasing size, and my ears becoming pointed as my sense of hearing magnified. Coarse, dark brown fur sprouted from every part of my body as it doubled in height and strength, my arms billowing in girth, granting the ability to hold my prey fast in an iron grip. My hands widened as well, the fingernails becoming black and morphing into the claws that can penetrate steel. A powerful jump into the air as I reached the open doors of the mansion allowed my legs the chance to change and become the muscular legs of a wolf, increasing my speed exponentially, my agility and reflexes at enhanced levels. A thick tail sprouted from my lower back to complete my transformation. Now a fully-formed Lycanthrope, I inhaled the night air into my more powerful lungs and I let out an earsplitting 'HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWL' up towards the luminous Moon, my kind's sacred symbol, a nexus of our power and might. Still possessing my intelligence and restraint (only possible through years of discipline), I began to reach out with my eyes, nose and ears. I saw as the humans, the clumsy Giant and horned up Satyr scattered in all directions. The humans paired up naturally and headed toward the distant structures. They always did go for the 'strength in numbers' mentality their kind liked to comfort themselves with. The thumping of the Giant faded into the nearby tree grove he ventured toward, while the Satyr darted into the labyrinth off to the eastern point of the grounds. My nose suddenly caught a scent, which quickly whipped by me in a blur of speed, unseen to the human eye. The smell of ice and death, and halted decay. I snarled in fury. {That leech,} I thought angrily, unable to speak words in this form. {How dare he- }I began to mentally fume, but reeled my feelings in as I detected his movements and path. The Quarry were already begin to spread out in the grounds, afraid and oblivious to their fate. Easy pickings, even for a Vampire. But he showed no interest. One of them even came into the open, directly in his reach- but he ignored him, whipping past him at a speed that sent the boy flying back to the ground.{What is he looking for?} I asked myself. {What does he know that I don't?}I began to follow his path, following his horrid stink across the grounds, keeping just out of range of his senses so that he suspected nothing. Whatever or whoever he was looking for, I would take it from him first. Merely for the sport of it. To prove between us which species was dominant. To prove myself the Supreme Hunter by defeating, outmatching and killing this arrogant flea....... Marcus, [Minutes before the Hunt begins] I huddled in a corner of my cell, slowly working the sharp chicken bone against my brand, hoping to disrupt its hold over me. The skin was still sensitive from being scarred by fire, but the pain motivated me to work more quickly. I scratched with the sharp edge, drawing blood, trying to remove every part of this binding spell. After half of it was scratched and oozing blood and fluid, I began to feel better than I was, feeling my body re-energizing and my sight expanding. I paused to see if my attempts made progress. I reached my hand out at the plastic tray on the floor before me, focusing my mind. Nothing at first. I kept trying, willing with all the focus and desire I could muster. Suddenly, the tray began to move. It was slow and sporatic, but it was moving! "Thank the Gods," I said aloud. Inspired by my success, I continued to scratch away at the sigil, ignoring the pain and focusing on obtaining my freedom. All of a sudden, I heard mechanical sounds coming from the door, the creek of locks and bolts releasing, unhinging. I steeled my nerves to defend myself, preparing for who or whatever was about to enter. The door slowly opened, its hinges creeking from age-- to an empty doorway. There was no one there. No kind of guard standing watch. Not even those strange lackeys 'Green Eyes' sent after me. I got up and slowly approached the quiet hallway, any nearby sound muffled by thick walls. There was no one there. A glimmer of light out of my peripheral caught my eye. The locks on the old doors were recently replaced. I entered the hall, still on guard and looked in every direction, then glanced above my door. Between the top of the door and the ceiling, I spotted some kind of wire transmitter jutting out above my door, its end emitting a steady red light. [Must be some kind of locking door, activated elsewhere by remote control,] I thought, knowing already deep down that I was right. My other psychic faculties began to take roots within me once more, boosting my confidence and desire for liberation from this place.I started down the long hallway, dimly lit with fluorescent lights that flickered on and off incessantly. My eyes began to adjust to the flux in lighting, which was much brighter than the light in my prison. [How long was I unconscious? How long was I in that room?]The questions flooded my mind. There's never a sense of time when you're caged, no matter how long or short a time it is. HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWL! My thoughts stopped dead in their tracks as a bone-chilling howl echoed through the hall, so strong I felt the vibration of the sound waves in the walls. I didn't know what the hell that was, but it definitely wasn't human. Or animal, for that matter. Almost sounded like- "Help!" My thoughts were disrupted once more by this muffled cry, much closer to me than the howl's origin. I focused, trying to cast out my senses to find its source. "Hello?" I called out cautiously, not wanting to draw any attention to myself. I moved steathily forward, aware of my surroundings, my hearing much clearer. "Help Me!" A man's voice called out again, this time closer. "Hello?" I called louder, seeking response. I turned right down another hall. "Who's there? GET ME OUT OF HERE!" The voice was coming from the room ahead of me, its door swung wide open as mine was. I slowly peeked through the entrance. Inside was a man, late twenties or early thirties, white freckled skin, dirty blond hair and golden brown eyes, bound and locked in chains between two metal poles and what looked like a giant metal ring which matched his height and width (it reminded almost of a modified man-sized gyroscope to me), naked with his legs spread wide open in the midst of the room. I nearly mistook him for a her until I saw his flaccid cock poking out barely from his bushy pubes (had this not been a possible life-or-death situation, I would've made a wisecrack about his junk, but now's not the time). "Are you alright? Are you hurt?" I asked of him. "My arms and legs are numb, but not hurt, and I am NOT alright! GET ME OUT OF HERE!!" he screamed, struggling against his bindings. "OK! No need to shout!Just stay calm, and let me see what I can do." I hurried over to him, tugging at his chains, finding them sturdy and taut. The skin of his wrists was ice-cold from the manacles, as were his wrists. He must've been there longer than me. "Who did this to you?" I asked as I studied the contraption looking for a release. "I-I-I don't know. I was heading home to my wife from my buddy's after a couple beers, and the next thing I knew I woke up here." he said, trying to keep calm in spite of the circumstances. While I worked to free him, I cast my combined telepathy and empathy (which combined we'll call 'telempathy' for short), both of which were beginning to function properly again. His fear and uncertainty was legit, but his thoughts rambled on, speaking of a more colorful tale-- {..had some beer, couple shots, a few lines of coke, then sucked him off and fucked him when he passed out. Wonder if they took the money and stash I stole from...} Ugh! I couldn't hear anymore. Just as I figured: typical married, "straight" man. People. "How long you been in here?" I broke the mind link, trying to hide both my disgust and irritation. "I don't know. Last time I checked my phone, it was Wednesday night, I think. The 12th." Doing some quick math, remembering the date I saw last before this place: "It's sometime after the 19th, so you've been here about a week." A sudden wave of fear rolled through him. "Did you hear that noise a few mintues ago? It sounded like a hound from Hell!" His breathing became faster as he thought about it. " Yeah I heard it too. Don't know for sure what it was, but I think I have a fairly good idea. But let's worry about that when we get to it. There's gotta be a way to break these." "I've been trying for days and they won't budge. I think they knocked me out with something here and there, though. I first woke up on the-" My ears, as sharp and sensitive as before, detected the sound of movement. "Shush!" I quickly cut him off. The approach of footsteps echoing in the hallway cut him off and rendered us both mute. I looked at him firmly, holding my finger to my mouth, which he understood to keep shut. I mouthed silently but clearly: "I'll be back. Stay calm." He protested briefly, but obliged. I tiptoed to the doorway, carefully looking for signs of approach. All clear so far, so I step out slowly, out of the enchained guy's line of sight. A moment later, shadows began to dance and ripple on the wall of the hallway to my left. Someone was coming. No time to think of an offensive strike, and I had no idea what I was dealing with yet, so I decided to play defense and keep out of sight. This guy would serve to distract them. I would've hated myself for it if I hadn't gotten that glimpse of this creep's true nature. If there's one thing I actually hate in this world, it's people who take advantage of others who can't defend themselves. Maybe they'll give him a dose of his own medicine. Summoning within my returning magick, I whispered carefully with intent: "Sim defensus ab oculi elit. Invisibiliter et mente." (English: Shield me from the eyes that find. Out of sight and out of mind.) Relief slowly creeped over me as a veil of magick encircled me and bent the light around me, making me invisible to these strangers. I backed away from the room and into a far corner of the hall just to be safe. The shadows grew taller, their bodies getting closer to turning the corner, their distant voices growing louder and clearer. Be ready in will, I said to myself, but cautious in action. Don't strike or cast until you know what you're dealing with..... Jarek It happens in a split second, stopping me in my tracks. Gone. Vanished. He couldn't be dead. Impossible I would've sensed it, or at least his fear if he were being attacked. I looked back in my mind where I had sensed him before as well as the movements of my opponents. The mangy mutt was still tracking the path behind me, clearly still believing that I was unaware of his presence. He underestimates my power, the arrogant furball. The Satyr took off into the labyrinth, his syrinx softly playing an Ancient Grecian tune, its tones drawing his intended audience into his grasp like moths to flame. The Giant, deep in the dark tree grove, cries ringing out from the unfortunate souls who ventured within, their bodies too fragile to handle the strength and might of the Colossal's lust. The Demon and his lover were no doubt on a parellel dimension, ravishing each other. The closest persons I sensed even remotely near his holding cell were all human: one of the collected Quarry and two of the Hunters I saw back in the Hall: a leather-clad master and his slave, also leather-clad. The others were running to and fro like rats in a maze.What happened to him? He cannot be gone, I told myself. Suddenly I remembered from his earlier capture: He also disappeared from my senses, in the downtown city we found him, until he reappeared at the tree park. So that means he must've- [Very good, Witch,] I smiled and thought to myself. [You found a way around the Ligans Ad Signum (Binding Seal) and cloaked yourself again. This will truly be an exhilarating Hunt for me. Not merely fulfilling my desires at this stage in the game. But the chase, the final battle and the inevitable conquering- only makes the blood tastes even sweeter--] Master Josh and his Progeny Brett "God, this is such a fucking rush!!!" I growled loudly to my Boy and protege, close at my boot heels as I strolled down the hall. "It's been too long since we've pumped our spunk inside fresh, tight holes that fight all they can against us. Makes me cum so fucking hard! Not like those loosened-up sluts back home, right Boy?" "Yes, Sir," my submissive boy answered promptly. I was proud. I trained him well. Normally I'd leave all my boys at home for something like this under the care of other masters, but his progress through my rigorous training, which most of my other boys failed, earned him a reserved place at my side, at home and on this cryptic adventure. The e-mail invite was too tempting to resist: THE HUNT: A GATHERING OF DEVIANTS AND PERVERTS, BROUGHT TOGETHER FOR ONE THING: POZ BREEDING AND SEEDING! We invite you to join us for a night of Lust and Debauchery, on the night of the Hunter's Moon (10/20/2014), to fulfill your darkest desires to track down bottoms gathered from every corner of the world and fill them with your cum, whether they like it or not. No safe words, no rules- ANYTHING GOES!!! WE ALSO OFFER MONETARY INCENTIVE: Bring a bottom or versatile bottom (however possible, NEG bottoms preferred) to add to the group of the HUNTED, and receive $250,000 IN CASH, with payment given upon arrival at the estate, as well as a special and unique GRAND PRIZE for the most successful participant! You may also bring one (1) additional guest to participate in the tracking, catching and FUCKING of the prey! Send a direct reply to this e-mail to R.S.V.P. and receive directions and additional information. You will be given a luxury suite at the host's secluded estate FREE OF CHARGE prior to the event. JOIN US, AND SURRENDER TO THE DARK BEAST WITHIN!!! It sounded too good to be true, but sure enough, after replying, a message was sent giving directions and general "guidelines" of the host's estate- until the Hunt took place, that is. Then it was anything goes 'til dawn. I decided this was the perfect opportunity to start kicking up my Boy's training: going from satisfying my EVERY need and taking my toxic loads, to releasing the twisted fantasies I inspired in him, letting him spread his own hot seed to other hungry bottoms that are just like he was when he first crawled over to me, barely 18 then, to my stool at the leather bar and offered himself to me. After shoot load after load of my virus deep inside him, he was mine to command, and he was only too happy to do it. He was still a young boy yet, barely 25 compared to my 41. Somewhat of a wild buck at first until I straightened him out, but with an unexpected imagination for depravity that rivalled men 3 times his age and experience. While I stood 6'1" at 200 lbs (pure fitness-sculpted, suntanned muscle [legs, arms, chest , stomach and round ass] from my gym rat days) with salt/pepper hair neatly trimmed around with a matching goatee and chest hair, blue-eyed, gifted with a 10x5" uncut cock (which my Boy couldn't help but slobber on, suck, impale himself on and drain whenever I permitted him, after some begging, of course), he was a sturdy 5'9", 170 lbs (slim/athletic build), brown hair (kept trim, body smoothly shaven to my liking), brown-eyed with a 8x5" cut piece of meat (which he was quickly learning to use on the other junior Boys I kept). 6 hot, wild, cum-filled years later, here we are, dressed in our best leathers (Me: peaked cap, vest, harness, arm and wrist bands, jock, chaps, boots/ Him: harness, collar [with a metal hoop for leashes], wrist bands, jock, chaps and boots) and playing in the big leagues. I had never been so hard in all my life! Before we turned right down the corridor, I turned back to him, hooked my index finger through the loop of his collar and pulled him close, giving him a rough, sloppy kiss: the kind he loved, which cause his erection to stand at attention in his thin, leather jock. After some heavy groping and lip licking, he was more hot, bothered and short of breath than I was. "That's my Boy! Make me proud today! Keep an eye out for those holes. Got it?" I commanded. "Yes, Master Joshua. I will, sir!" he replied formally. CLINK! I heard it from around the corner and jerked my head up. He heard it too, nodding as I looked back to him, a smile spreading across our faces. I held my index finger up to my lips (shhhh) and moved slowly to the edge of the wall. I held my finger up and mouthed "stay", to which he mutely nodded. I'll get the drop on my first one tonight, I pictured, and lunged around the corner, letting out a low snarl. Too soon. Nobody there. I didn't give up. I prowled slowly, like a carnivore hunting for its next kill, and found the door open to the only visible room in the hall. Taking my cap off, slowly peaking in head first,my gaze caught a very welcoming sight. A scared twenty-something freckled little white boy, wide light brown eyes, stark naked, his shriveled cock almost hidden in his bush of dark blond pubes that matched the hair on his head. He jumped and shook when he saw my face there, his eyes red, probably from crying like a bitch. "Please help me. Get me out of here." His voice cracked and broke as he struggled at the chains holding him in what looked like a big gyroscope frame and gimbal, with him making up the spin axis and rotor. Like a little chained-down present, all ready and waiting for us. An appetizer before the buffet. My face turned into a devilish grin, standing tall as I put my cap back on, stepping into full view and displaying my leather for him. His face quickly draining of any hope had, the little bitch's eyes begin to slowly water as the realization dawned on him: we were NOT with Search & Rescue. "Hey Boy! Come here! Get a load of this!" He came promptly, took one look at the prisoner before us, and began to chuckle and smile with what could only be described as pure glee at the sight. I liked the way he looked when one of his freakish scenarios was flashing through his devilish mind. I created a monster with imagination in him. I stood behind my boy, grinding my pelvis against his ass, my rock hard cock rubbing through the leather of my jock on his hairless ass, occasionally grazing between his cheeks, on his smooth and tight hole. He reached behind, massaging my neck with his right hand and my bicep with his left. I nibbled on his neck, right on the carotid, his body shivering in response. We began circling around him-me going one way, my Boy in another as we teased and taunted our prey, watching his occasional but futile bouts of desperation. Again and again he tried to break free from his bindings, realizing, by mere instinct alone it seemed, what was about to occur. A "please let me go" here, a " don't touch me" there- sweet music to my ears. Finally, getting annoyed and impatient from his whiny noises, I drew my open palm back. CRACK! "SHUT UP!" I barked at him, the echo of the slap rang out, silencing the whiner, and causing my Boy to jump with both pleasure and surprise, his breath catching in his throat. He loved seeing and hearing me get physical with the tricks and the other boys, even if he was left out. He wouldn't become jealous or feel ignored of the many partners we encountered daily, whether they be my bitches or the mystery 'johns' I would set up for him. The perfect Boy. But, childhood has to end eventually. "Brett," I said firmly. He stopped completely, slowly raising his eyes from the sniffling cumbucket, meeting my gaze with his wide brown eyes, a shred of recognition igniting within him. I have never, ever, in all these years he's been with me used his real name. I always called him Boy, #1 Boy or Head Boy, but never his birth-given name. "Yes, sir?" he said, softly. "The time has come. You are no longer one of my Boys-" to which I quickly added due to the hurt look on his face,"-but here and now, you are a Man." His mind put at ease, his body relaxed again. "Your first task as a Man-" I said while reaching into my inner vest pocket and pulled out a ball gag, which I quickly jammed into the mouth of the captive before us ignoring his protest,"to split this bitch open with your Man cock. Fuck and pound it 'til it bleeds! Shoot your venomous load deep inside. You get it nice and opened up for me, ok?" Each request ellicited a whimper or muffled cry from the boy, each answered with a open-handed smack to the his face or a quick and sharp tweak of one of his already hardened nipples- which served to turn my new Man on further."Yes, Mas-" he started, but I quickly held up a finger, cutting him short. "A Man has no Master but himself. You will discover this in time. Manhood-" I emphasized to Brett as I glared at the cowering bitch boy, "is earned, not given. From now on, you can address me as your equal. Just Josh- or Joshua. But no more Master or Sir. Alright?" He grinned, feeling on top of the world. "Yes S- I mean, Sure-Josh," he tried out his newfound freedom, that wicked little smile never leaving his face."Good. Alright, enough of this mushy bullshit. Get to work, Brett. We only got 'til before dawn so let's make 'em count." "HELL YEAH!" he barked. "First, let's get this boy hole into a better position for you," I offered. Having experience with fuck racks like this, a quick study of the contraption revealed a hidden set of buttons on each side. These brought the top half of the circle, along with the boy's arms, down to a bent-over position that locked in place. "That's better," I grunted. The bitch continued to whimper through his gag, trying to form words, but his cry fell on deaf ears. "Shut it, twat," I gruffly said, back handing him then grabbing a fist of his hair and looked him in the eyes, now puffy and red from his tears. "My Boy is becoming a Man today, and YOU WILL take his load- then you'll take my fuckstick whether you like it or not. I like my bitch's holes open and sloppy with cum." I glanced over to Brett, little doubt that all our years together prepared him for this moment. "You know what to do. Make me proud." Brett unbuttoned his jockstrap, freeing the throbbing rod within. Already leaking precum, he slapped his meat on the hole before him, making the bitch jump. He spit on two fingers and started rubbing and pushing into his hole, opening his tight chute. His struggling renewed, trying in vain to escape. Brett gripped him by his waist and continued to finger his pussy hole. The screams of pain caused by his short but sharp nails, scraping and opening the walls inside like I taught him. He pulled his fingers out roughly, briefly plunging in with three digits and yanking them out again. He held them up, smiling at the thin traces of blood and ass juice he found. "Very good. He's ready." I said, unsnapping my own jock, my long and thick cock flexing up and down as I slowly stroked it. I started edging as I watch Brett work, leaning against the wall off to the side and taking in the view of my progeny. A final glob of spit hit his cock as he lined his cock head with the hole. He looked right at me, with that shit-eating grin and glint in his eye. He thrust inside all at once. No waiting to adjust or open up. Bitch Boy screamed, saliva and mucus bubbling around the gag. "There you go. Yeah! That's what a real Man's cock feels like, bitch! You're hole's nice and tight, fucker. (*smack to the back of the head*) But not for long. It's gonna be so torn after we're through, you'll never walk right again." This was hot. I couldn't have scripted it any hotter. Brett had a very creative vocabulary and a vivid imagination. He drove his cock into the bitch hole without mercy. No breaks, no slowing down- nothing but hard and long strokes, pulling out all the way then slamming back in. Over and over and over, slapping his ass harder and harder. Blood began to trickle down the inside of his thigh, making my dick even harder. This bitch's hole was being fucked raw and bloody, which only made my new Man pump his hole harder. After nearly a half hour, Brett yanked his cock out, wet and tinged with blood. "Very nice," I told him, driven crazy from edging and breathing heavy. "Finish him off." "You got it." He jammed it back in and began pounding that crevice like a jackhammer. His breathing got shorter, his grip on the boy's waist got tighter. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum," he growled. "DO IT! FILL THAT HOLE!" I shouted. Every muscle in his body tightened. "FUUUUUCK!!!" His shouts echoed through the halls as he slammed into that hole once more, shuddering as his balls emptied their venom into our prey, passed out from pain and exhaustion. "You fucked him to sleep! I'm very impressed!" "Well, I had the best of teachers after all," he winked at me. My pride was interrupted briefly as I saw a glowing line appear on his chest."What the fuck?" I asked as I pointed at this strange mark. He followed my gaze and saw the same, the line glowing like fire and then fading into black: what looked like a thick tally line. "What is that?" he asked. The puzzle clicked together quickly from our host's last words to us."Well, that Nephelim character did say it was impossible to fake our numbers at the end. Looks like this is what he meant." "This is some fucked-up shit, man. First those other players, whatever they are, and now this. It's freaky, but so fucking cool!" he said. "Twisted," I answered."Well, the rules say you still get a point even if you're not the first, so looks like you're up." he offered the battered hole to me, wiping himself off with a hankerchief he kept."Yes indeed," I chuckled. I slapped the bitch's ass, rousing him out of his stupor. "Wake up, boy! That was just round one. Ding, ding! Round two!" I spit on my hand, lubing my cock and aiming it right for that abused fuckhole. Suddenly, my body halted. My mind was screaming at my body to obey, but I couldn't move! I tried to force my body forward but I was stuck there! "Josh? Josh, what's-" Brett began as he started to walk toward me. Suddenly, Brett was flung across the room by some unseen force, his head smacking hard against the concrete wall before falling to the floor. "Brett!" I cried. "What the fuck is this?!" Frozen in place, I struggled and ordered my body to obey me. "You can't move, Joshua." The voice came from nowhere, hidden from sight. "Who's that? WHERE ARE YOU?!! SHOW YOURSELF!!!" "Ok," the voice replied. The air before me began to ripple, shimmer and shift, like a reflective veil coming down, slowly revealing the face and body of a young man standing in front of me. {This short little twat is doing this to me?'} I asked myself. Barely 5'10", average build, mid twenties if I had to guess. Mocha colored skin, brown eyes and black hair. His hand was outstretched before him toward me. "Hey," he barked at me, stirring my rage further. No one talks to ME like that. "This short little twat just floored your little hellspawn, so I'd curb that tongue of yours." I was seething. The fucker was reading my mind! "Who the fuck are you, and what did you do to me?" I demanded of him. He smirked at me."Me? I'm Marcus. As for what I'm doing, we'll get to that. But first I want answers, and you're gonna give 'em to me- whether you like it or not." *Writer's Notes: Well, Marcus has gone on the offensive. Interesting. Don't you just love these plot curves? Stay tuned, readers. Next time- Part VI: The Hunted Rise

Greetings, readers. Sorry about the delay. Tried posting this three times here already, but I lost all my work trying, so trying a different format. I know it may seem out of place in this forum, don't be dissuaded. Be patient, you deviants. The sex will be hot, intense and stimulating. Though I am an amateur at this, I think it'll excite some part of you readers, either in mind, body, or both. Anyway, let us pick up this tale where we left it... The Hunt-Part II: The Hunter The sound of cheerful whistling and water cascading against stone stirred me from my blissful trance, the tingling sensation of ecstasy still ebbing away from me, yet still could stand to go a few more rounds if presented the opportunity. As I slowly rose stretching from the bed, I reached back and caressed my swollen, well-fucked hole, feeling his hot, fresh load slowly ooze from me. Gently, I used my finger to push what had escaped back inside, where it belonged. As much as I would've loved to stay in bed all day, there's no rest for the wicked like me. Had to do some put off housework while Garrett was at work, as well as hit the city to look for work. Before that, however, one thought crossed my foggy mind: breakfast. While Garrett's serenade echoed through the hallways, I threw on a tank top and shorts, excluding underwear today. The heat wave we'd been having finally lowered to a bearable degree, which was a relief for us. We've been producing plenty between the two of us already. I made my way to the realm of sustenance aka the kitchen, wanting to give Garrett a good meal before his long day of work. Though time was short before he had to leave, when you're like me, you can take a short time to make something hearty for your true love, if you possess the knowledge and 'special' skills. In an instant, I felt the energies grow within me, raising power as I focused on my immediate desire and began my work. Channeling energy through every part of my body, my eyes and hands especially, I turned my gaze to the fridge. My thoughts brought to life, the door swung gently open. A beckoning gesture of my right hand brought out all the food I needed: eggs, bacon, butter, orange juice and a small container of strawberries, with another wave bringing the loaf of bread out of its box on top. While many others of my kind struggled regularly, or work endlessly in some form at the beginning level, I was a natural prodigy in wielding the ability of telekinesis, mastering and controlling it in a short time while I was still a mere student. pyro kinesis, or fire-starting I mastered soon afterwards, followed by a cornucopia of various others. Visualizing the element of fire in my mind's eye, I manifested a small rotating circle of fire hovering above the stove, increasing its temperature to the memorized degree, which I had learned through trial and error, would completely cook everything in less time than the regular slow way. Feeling the flame's warmth caressing my skin, and seeing the sun's golden rays shining through the drawn window blinds, I decided a cross-breeze was in order. As I moved a skillet, making it hover in the ring of fire by thought, while bringing out a plate and utensils with my right hand, a wave of the left unlocked the kitchen patio doors, making them open with a muted creak. In flowed the gentle summer breeze, which gently swayed the hanging chimes, creating beautiful music, almost in time with the bird song resounding through air. The sweet floral scents of lilac, rose, bleeding hearts, other various plants and herbs filled the room, adding elemental power to the space. Refocusing, I lifted three eggs, four slices of bacon and two slices of bread from the packaging, after which I waved them back to their proper places. With accurate precision and control, I split the eggs open, separating the shells from the edible goodness inside, then whirling and mixing them to liquid form to scramble, pouring it gently into the heated skillet with the bacon alongside, gently starting to sizzle and cook in the conjured flame. For the bread, I again thought of fire, focusing the power of heat through my left palm. I held this heat to the bread hovering in front of me, which slowly began to brown. Finishing that, I used my actual hand to spread a thin layer of butter across each piece with a knife, while my mind alone poured out two glasses of juice from the pitcher, which then floated back to its place in the fridge. The delicious aroma alerted me that the food was done - in record time. Bringing the raised power down, the circle of fire began to slowly dissipate, sputter, then vanish as quickly as it appeared. Everything looked and smelled great as I used my mind to plate it, slowly lifting the used dishes to the sink. Finally with a final thought and burst of power, all the open doors of the fridge, cupboards, and drawers closed gently in unison. I looked out on the beautiful day, a single thought crossing my mind: I love being a witch. "As do I, my love," Garrett's voice echoed inwardly in my mind and heart. I smiled and turned to face my partner, my handsome Adonis, who had witnessed the end of my magick display. Tall, clean cut, thick chest, strong and loving arms, dressed sharp for work with a pressed suit and shined up shoes. His deep brown eyes sparkled at day, speaking volumes without saying a word. While not a witch, he was gifted since childhood with telepathic abilities, able to read the thoughts of others. My arcane knowledge, other psychic skills, as well as our love and sexual connection over time created a powerful psychic bond, which enabled us to speak mind to mind and feel each other's emotions, a trait that came in handy during sex. "Hope you're hungry," I spoke in thought. "In so many ways, " he responded. I didn't need any special ability to know what that meant. "But that will have to wait till tonight," speaking by mouth this time, sensing my growing lust at that last remark. "Any time, me ami," I smiled, strolling over to him, embracing him. His soft lips meet mine in a kiss that made my heart skip a few beats. Never in life had I ever had a love like his: a love that made me feel like everything was possible. While he ate, I took a warm shower and got ready for the day. Like a sitcom couple, we walked out our front door, kissed once more, saying 'I love you' before he drove off to work, waving goodbye from the wheel as he ventured off. (Yes I know. Getting cheesy with romance, but bare with me.) It didn't take long to finish the remaining housework, which I did by hand this time. While I loved using magick, it doesn't replace hard work. Not to mention that we lived in close range to normal 'humans'. While I'm not certain what would happen if discovered in this age, but if history was any indication, secrecy was the safest option. After some stretching, aerobics and meditation, I freshened up, dressed in decent clothes, deciding to get some resumes and applications in while I still had daylight. Leaving a note for Gary and food for my feline companion Bastet, I locked up and set off on foot, basking in the gentle sun. Nearing the downtown area, I cut through a neighboring park to see the bright blooms and green leaves of the trees dotting the spacious, largely unpopulated park. Beautiful and inviting as it was, it carried a long standing reputation of strange disappearances-mostly young or middle aged men, missing even to this day. Most dismiss it as propaganda, gossip and rumors to scare off the degenerates, gang bangers, and various other hooligans from the surrounding areas. In my single days, I'd had many steamy adventures in the secluded parts of it, at all different hours of the day. Hence, these rumors didn't phase me much, but I still keep a vigilant eye for any possible threat. Although a pacifist by nature, I was by no means a pushover. Feet away from the city streets, I was suddenly overwhelmed by the presence of strong emotion, followed by random flashes of images flooding my mind's eye. I dropped to my knees, trying to ground myself in the Earth below. The first vision had me running away from some dark shadowed being slowly gaining speed. The next was nothing but darkness, broken shortly after by a radiant green light. After that, I was stumbling through a dimly lit corridor of locked rooms, the sounds and signs of several men growling, grunting, swearing, the sounds of flesh meeting flesh, unbridled scream of pain and forced pleasure. Overlapping visions of bodies, violence, sex, repeating over and over in whirling colors, ended by a sudden silence, save for a man's voice and four chilling words: 'I'll catch you soon, witch." Suddenly I was back in the park, the images and sounds echoing in my head. As disoriented as I was, my senses detected a nearby presence. Unknown to me, but far from human. Raising protective shields, I cast my senses out, searching for the source. As if aware that I was using my powers, the presence disappeared completely. I clutched my pentacle amulet hanging around my neck, invoking its protective qualities to boost my shields. Not wanting to linger any longer, I hurried out of the park through the downtown entrance. Until I could figure out what the hell just happened, I decided to take the bus back home after I was done. I realized a few moments later that, despite how disturbed I was by this phenomenon, I was also hot, bothered and nearly rock hard. Shrugging it off, I readjusted my cock and continued on. After about an hour or so of completing and returning work applications, I stopped by the library to print out more resumes. Upon refilling my stock of them, I started to pack up, eager to get home before Garrett got off work. Then again it came. The same presence I felt after my vision. In my search for its source among the crowd of patrons, I accidently bumped into someone. I whirled around, staring at the chest of the tall man who seemed to come out of nowhere. "I'm sorry, I didn't see you..." my voice trailing off upon seeing the man's face. Taller than me by almost a foot, short dark brown hair accented his fair yet muscular face, a 5 o'clock stubble around soft lips that spoke in a smooth, deep voice: "No harm, no foul, brother. " It was the eyes that really caught my attention. At first I thought he was wearing contacts, but was close enough to see they weren't. A bright shade of emerald green, brighter than any I'd ever seen. I then realized he would likely be uncomfortable by my prolonged gaze, but then I realized he was giving me the body scan himself, a smirk on his face. An awkward silence continued, others passing by as if we weren't there. I took a few quick glances at the rest of him while we stood there. Dressed all in black, right down to the biker boots, the clothes were obviously big name designers that accentuated his muscled chest, vein-riddled arms and thick legs. Adjusting his shirt as we stood there revealed a shiny belt buckle, a crimson red biohazard symbol, his eyes flashing as he showed it off. I smirked in my mind, thinking he likely thought I was some dumb twink looking for cheap thrills. Well, I may be partially insane, but I'm not brain damaged. I knew its symbolism, as does anyone who chooses to wear it. But enough was enough. This was a weird day that needed to end. With a nod, I said good bye, turning from him towards the door. His parting words, however, chased any fuzzy feelings from my mind, replacing them with a frigid chill that ran down my spine: " I'll catch you soon, witch." The exact same words from earlier that had been echoing in my head since then. I turned to confront him, only to find he vanished. No trace of him anywhere in the lobby. 'That's it', I thought, 'I'm getting the hell home'. I rushed out of the library into the crowded street, finding that it was much darker than it should've been. One of the towers read 9:10, which made no sense. What time did I get to the library? How had I lost that much time? I calmed my questioning intuition and set off for the bus stop I needed to get back. Mere seconds after reaching the next block, my head exploded with searing pain, which nearly floored me. Fortunately the pain quickly subsided, although it left my head intact but my with a mental cloudiness that would not recede. Then I realized what had happened: some of my mind-based gifts had been blocked. I sent a call to Garrett, but there was no reply. I tested my telepathy, again only finding silence. Now, beginning to freak out, I turned back towards the direction of the library, only to find the black clad stranger staring directly at me with those green eyes, eyes which, even from a distance, I was positive were now glowing brighter. Out of the shadows and the crowds, two hooded men flanked him on each side, facing my way. 'Run, Marcus', a faint whisper of Garrett slipped into my mind, slowly fading but firm in the message: run.... Next time on The Hunt: what do this green eyed stranger and his phantom lackeys want from Marcus? Was he a witch-hunter perhaps, bent on Marcus' destruction? Was it a sick game of cat-and-mouse for this man's own dark and twisted sexual pleasures? Or something other plot entirely, orchestrated by an even more sinister hand? Coming soon: Part III - The Hunt Begins

A fling out of time 2. I pulled up my shorts, and made my way back to the dirt path, following it deeper into the parkway, exploring how far back it went. Must have gone about half a mile from my previous position (where I found the box boy and the professional guy) and saw a few caves and once again guys cruising and a few having sex in the underbrush. A group of bears were having their way with a twenty something brunette over a downed tree, I walked closer to see them spit roasting the poor guy, although upon closer inspection he was backing up onto their cocks and slurping down the ones offered to his mouth, obviously a willing participant in the action. A tall burly bear motioned me over and like a moth drawn to a flame I found myself moving closer and closer. I was just within reach of a hot cub on the fringes of the crowd, and the cub reached out and stroked my exposed nipple, the touch was electrifying and I felt myself move closer and soon had the cub and an otter pawing over me stroking my cock and caressing my ass, the cub dropped to his knees and began sucking my cock as the otter begins to suck on my nipples and kissing my lips, a bear comes up behind me and slips his hand down the back of my pants and begins fingering my hole. I began to melt under the assault on my erroneous zones and before I knew it the bear had started rimming my tight hole and fingering it roughly before bending me over a bit and sliding his cock into my slippery hole. He slid in and out slowly at first while the cub sucked my cock and the otter fed me his cock to distract me from the pounding I was about to receive, I was getting fucked by a stranger raw and for some reason I didn’t care, the stimulation was too great and I was lost in the moment. The bear didn’t last long after he started savagely pounding my hole then exclaimed “Oh yeah take my dirty load, take my nut, oh yeah boy I’m going to own you now” I blasted my load into the cub’s mouth just about the time the otter filled mine. The bear pulled out and joined the other bears who were finishing up with the guy they were pounding over the tree, his eyes suddenly didn’t seem so cooperative once he heard my bear exclaim he had a dirty load and began trying to disengage himself from the orgy. He wiggled free and stood upright cursing that they had indicated they were all negative, as he collected his clothes and quickly dressed and began to walk off towards the caves. I moved away and followed him upon pulling my shorts up, my ass leaking the bears cum making a wet spot on my shorts in the back. I found him in the nearest cave entrance sobbing “Hey dude its ok” “No it’s not, they all said they were clean and disease free” Now I wasn’t born yesterday and I knew what he meant and it was beginning to sink in what had just transpired 50 yards away “Dude he was fucking me when he blew his load, I should be the one to be upset here” “No you don’t understand he had bred me twice before you showed up” “Oh shit, maybe he was just talking trash, maybe he didn’t lie about being negative” “Doesn’t matter, my boyfriend will find out, he works at the clinic on campus” “Not one to meddle but you were out here getting pounded by a group of bears” “My bf is a total bottom, so he sort of looks the other way when I get the urge to bottom myself, he just doesn’t know I like it raw outside our relationship, even then it is once in a blue moon he lets me fuck him raw” I began laugh but caught myself “Dude tell ya what follow me back to my apartment and I have some PeP you can use till you can get to the free clinic off campus to get tested or your own meds” I am normally a very safe guy but I had stockpiled some post exposure meds just in case of a accidental exposure and it looked like I was going to need to use it on myself. “By the way I’m Ted, your savior for the day” “Ha ha I’m David my hero, you are so sweet” We started walking towards the dirt path and realized the bear gathering was still where we left them, so I bid a quiet retreat and lead David back towards the caves “I’ve done some cave exploring and these caves should be interconnected so let’s make our way to a cave farther down away from those bears” We entered the nearest cave and I used my cell to light the way as well as the GPS mapping to keep us from getting lost. We wandered in and out of several pathways and found ourselves deeper into the cave than I really wanted to go. We turned a corner and I detected a source of light, although my senses told me it was in the wrong direction I steered David that way, soon we could see the opening and the bright light streaming in. we quickened our pace, but about 50 feet from the opening we both experience a sudden chill and the light quality changed unexpectantly then back again. But the chill remained As we exited the cave we were greeted by a thunderstorm, although it was warm and sunny, with no clouds in the sky when we entered the cave system. I checked my cell phone and not only did I not have any service but no GPS data. Strange it seemed that the satellites had suddenly disappeared. We wandered out to find that the path had also disappeared to be replaced with a thick undergrowth in its place. I had no idea where we were and was about to turn around and retreat back to the cave when we heard voices coming over from yonder. It was a couple young men riding through on gallant steeds in what could only be described as medieval garb. They also spoke a English dialect almost undiscernible to us. We crouched down as they passed not wanting to interrupt whatever game they were playing, although the costumes looked authentic. After they passed we made our way back to the cave and went back the best we could remember the way we had come. Once again about 50 feet from the entrance we experienced the strange light shift and the temperature shift as well. Suddenly my cell phone had service and GPS data again. We found our way out and made our way down the dirt path back to the paved parkway path.

Part 6-The Consequences I woke alone in the bed. I wasn’t sure what time is was, how long I had been at this guy’s house. One thing I knew for sure is that I probably was fired from my job for missing so much work. I grabbed my breakfast and walked out by the pool. Joey was the first to see me and immediately came over to me. “I am in so much trouble bro. I haven’t been to work in days and am sure that my ass is fired.” Dave and Trent strolled over and joined us. “Dave and I must have also been fired. What are we gona do for cash bro?” “I’m sure my ass was fired right along with all of yours. I don’t know what we are gona do. Do you guys know where our clothes are?” They all shook their heads no. And to top it all off, none of the men we had been with all this time were around. I looked at Trent and could tell he wasn’t feeling right. “You feeling ok Trent?” “No bro, I think I’m getting sick.” We took Trent into the house and helped him get into bed. As he was lying there I began to feel a little achy but thought it was just from being drugged up and fucked for so long. Suddenly Trent bolted for the bathroom and threw up. This perpetuated my feeling ill and I was in bed with him. By the end of the day all four of us were sicker then a dog and in bed. The owner of the house came home to find us cuddled up together, sweating and very sick. I asked; “Can you take us to the doctor please?” “You boys will be alright in a few days. You just got the flu.” I never heard of summer time flu. He gave us some watered down Gatorade to drink. Joey asked; “Can you let us call our jobs so that we can tell them we’ve been sick?” “You all quit your jobs boys. You asked me to type up letters and you all signed them. I mailed them out a week ago.” I then asked; “What about our apartments, our clothes and Joey’s car?” “You also asked me to help you guys break your leases so you could move in with me. Then you said you didn’t need your clothes or personal property since I was going to take care of you.” That prompted me to ask; “How long have we been living here?” “You boys have been living here for almost 2 weeks now.” We were too sick to argue with this man. We were all worried what we would do for work, money and the basic necessities of life. We just slept and drank what he gave us to keep us well hydrated. When we were feeling better Matt came over. I figured he was there to drug us up again but he drew a couple vials of blood from each of us and left. We were allowed to roam around the house, eat and drink all wanted. We were not able to leave the house since we did not have any clothes to wear. Most days we spent out by the pool with the occasional blow job or fucking between us 4 guys. Other then that our host or and of his business partners were too busy to pay any attention to any us. The following week Matt returned and spoke with four men. We couldn’t hear what was being discussed, but it seemed that the men were pleased with what Matt was telling them. After the conversation Matt headed for the basement and I was summoned in the house. “You are to go down to the basement and do everything Matt tells you or your parents will learn all about your activities over the past 3 weeks.” I was stunned. I didn’t want my parents to learn that I’m gay or the fact that I am addicted to meth. I went into the basement as instructed where Matt was waiting for me. The basement was brightly light up with over head lighting unlike the other times I’ve been in the basement when it’s been dimly light. Matt stood by the fuck bench and motioned for me to come over to him. “Lay face down on the bench.” I did as I was told and Matt promptly fastened the straps so I was not able to move. I could see out of the corner of my eye as he put on a pair of rubber surgical gloves and felt the coolness of alcohol on my lower back just about my ass crack. “This is going to sting for a but, but it will all be over quickly.” I heard a buzz as I began to feel a sting in my low back. I thought he was digging into my skin. Ever so often he would stop and wipe the area and go back to digging into my back again. After some time he stopped the hard digging and I just felt a faint buzz as he continued. I’m not sure how long I was there when I was told; “All finished. Now I’m gona let you up and you are to sit down here in the basement until I am done with your buddies.” Matt released the straps and I got off the bench. I looked over my shoulder and could barley make out a strange symbol tattooed just about my ass. I am not sure what the symbol meant, but I know I had seen it before in the doctor’s office. As I sat there Trent came walking into the basement. He was strapped down like I was and the buzzing began again. I saw Matt working on Trent’s tattoo. After all four of us were given the same tattoo the four men came down to the basement to talk tell us why we were given the tattoo. “Boy’s we gave you those tattoos cause we want the world to know what you achieved here over the past 3 weeks.” I asked; “What did we achieve?” “I took four straight young men and turned you into gay, meth heads who are all HIV+.” We were in shock over the news. Dave was the first to speak; “I just want to go home please?” “You are welcome to go home any time you like. But know that your family and friends may learn of your new status. And what will you do when you need that fix of meth I have been giving you. You know you need it, you all probably need it right now.” Joey asked through his tears; “I need a job to support myself.” “We will take care of you. We will give you jobs in our production company. You’ve already been a smash on our website with your performances out by the pool and here in our play room. The DVD from the party has already presold over 5000 copies.” Sheepishly we asked; “What company?” “We own and operate a web site that tailors to a select crowd called ‘Florida Boys’. You are the new stars of that web site and as long as you perform up to standards you will continue to have all that you need.” We learned that there were hidden cameras throughout the house and grounds that took video of everything we did. I was doing my best to process what we were being told when Matt came over and gave each of us a nice slam of Tina to help convince us that we needed to comply with their wishes. We were so horny and sex starved it was a no brainer that we were staying. Trent, Dave and Joey watched as I got up and willingly climbed into the sling and asked for one of the men to fuck me right then and there. Trent climbed on the fuck bench as Dave and Joey were taken out by the pool. We all got a good fucking that afternoon and for many times after that. We have stared in over 20 DVD’s and daily on the web site. We have learned to slam ourselves and use Viagra to maintain erections so that we can fuck each other at will.

Part 5-The Event When I woke I wasn’t sure what time it was or how long I had been sleeping, but I could tell the sun was up high in the sky. I made it to the bathroom off the bedroom we were in and took a wicked piss. I noticed the other guys starting to stir and thought we’d all have morning wood. But for some reason all of our cocks were soft although we were all very horny. We tried to get hard with no luck. We couldn’t figure out what was going on. The door was opened and we were let out into the house. Breakfast was waiting for us on the table. We chowed down and headed out to the pool for a bit of sun and fun. Each one of us was approached by the four men while we were out by the pool. I was the first they came over to and offered me a white pill followed by a slam. They then went to Dave, Joey and finally Trent giving each one a pill and a slam. We loved the drugs and went back to swimming. We were extremely horny, but none of us could get hard. We tried sucking each other’s dicks out by the pool with no luck. And none of the men would touch us. Trent was the first to beg one of the men to fuck him. The guy bent Trent over a lounge chair and fucked him right there by the pool. I was surprised to see Joey with one of the other men. Joey was on all fours on a lounge chair getting pounded. Dave and I had the same idea and we attempted to ask the same man. We were told to bend over and he would take turns fucking us till their guests arrived. We all loved the attention our bodies were finally getting. I am not sure how long we were in that position when we were told to get on our backs. I noticed that Joey and Trent were also on their backs getting fucked. We kept alternating from stomach to back throughout the afternoon. As the sun went down we were starting to crash when we were given an ‘injection’ in each of our asses and told; “That will keep you boys for a little while. Go get cleaned up and down to the basement.” We went inside and showered and cleaned up really well as we were told. As we showered I noticed that each of us had developed a nice tan over the past few days of swimming naked. None of us had any tan lines and I thought we all looked hot. When we got down to the basement I noticed a few new items. There were now 4 slings in the basement. Each of us climbed on in and was quickly restrained. A thin man walked in and out host introduced him; “This is Matt and he’ll be your chemist for the party.” I looked across the room at my buddies and wondered what I had gotten them into when Matt came over to me. “Now don’t you worry none bro, I am very good at what I do and you’ll be flying through the entire weekend.” He gave me a white pill and some funny tasting water. “Drink up, it’s gona be a long night.” He then gave me the strongest slam I had ever had. I coughed so hard you would’ve thought I was choking. In a drug haze I watched as he went to each of my buds and did the same to them as he had done to me. After the last one of us was chemed up the music began to play and the lights were dimmed. I saw a steady stream of men coming into the basement. One by one each of us began to be fucked by whom ever wanted our hole. And if our ass was occupied then they would shove their cock in an open mouth. I don’t know if the guy fucking me shot his load or not but after he pulled out another replaced him. Matt kept an eye on all of us to make sure we were hydrated and chemed up. I vaguely remember the entire weekend. I can’t recall all the men who fucked me. The best memory of the weekend I have was the time leading up to Matt chemming me up and as I was crashing from my high and I was being released from my restraints. Matt helped me over to the shower to clean up then up to the bedroom me and my buds occupied. It wasn’t long before all of us were in the bed again. Matt and the owner of the house were standing over us discussing his ‘fee’ for his services. I remember Matt saying; “I’ll take this one” as he pointed down at me. Matt took me to another bedroom and he gave me a little ‘something’ to get me out of my crash. Matt was a little more passionate then I had experience since I began all this some time ago. He kissed me and I kissed him back as we explored each other’s body. It was when I felt his crotch I got a little scared. It felt like he was packing a steel pipe between his legs. When he dropped his shorts I saw the biggest cock I had ever seen. It had to be 12” long and as thick as my wrist. Matt hiked my calves on his shoulders and pressed on inside me. I thought he was going to rip me apart when he slid right on in. It felt amazing to have him inside me. “You got one fine ass there. Maybe I will ask if I can keep you for my own.” I couldn’t comprehend what he was saying with me impaled on his monstrous cock like I was. I thought he’d blow his load and we’d be done. But when he started to pick up the pace and I felt his cock begin to thicken I figured we were almost done. Then he blew his load deep inside me, so deep I thought I would taste it in the back of my throat. He finished cumming and kept on fucking me. He gave me 5 loads before he tired out and took me back to the bedroom where I was finally able to crash.

Part 4-Joey We woke up holding onto each other. Our morning wood pressed into the guy we were next to. The sun was just coming up as it peered through the blinds. I looked over at my 2 mates and knew we had one last task to manage that day. As Trent and Dave began to stir I grabbed my cell phone and called Joey. He works the grave yard shift and had just punched out. “You up for some pool action Joey?” “I could sure use that after the shift I had, but where would we swim?” “We got that covered. Why don’t you swing by Dave’s and pick us up.” Joey ad the best paying job and he was the only one of us who could afford a car. To save time the three of us jumped into the shower together. We were quick to get cleaned off knowing we’d be fucking later on with Joey after some swimming. We grabbed our clothes and something quick to eat as we heard Joey’s car pull up the drive. We were heading out the door as he honked the horn. Joey asked; “Where we gona swim?” as we piled in his car. “Remember the house we jumped the fence at a few nights ago?” “Yeah.” “Turns out he’s a really nice guy that will let us swim at his place.” “Right on!” Joey had us at the house in a few minutes and we walked up to the door. I rang the bell and our host answered the door wearing only a robe. “Nic e to see you boys back here again.” I introduced the last member of our little group; “This is Joey.” Our host stuck out his hand; “Nice to meet you Joey.” Today was a little different then the last few days we were here swimming. As we walked into the back yard we saw 3 other men in the pool. “Boys these are my business partners.” Each man got out of the pool naked and shook our hands. I could tell Joey was a little uncomfortable with their nudity. I leaned over and whispered to him; “We all swim naked here. It’s a lot of fun. Trust me bro.” At the same time Dave and Trent had already stripped down and jumped into the pool. I reassured Joey; “Come on bro, we were all swimming naked the other night. This is no big deal.” Both of us stripped down and jumped into the cool water. We swam around for a while before drinks were brought out for us by our host. Soon I noticed our host take Joey on a tour of his home as we continued to swim. As we continued to swim, I noticed that his business partners began to pair off with us, one was with Dave, another with Trent and the third one was with me. One by one each of us were escorted down to the basement me being the last one to leave the pool. When I got to the basement I saw Trent and Dave sitting on the bench and Joey was in the sling. We watched Joey get forced to accept his slam of meth as Trent, Dave and I asked for our slams willingly. We heard Joey cough out as each of us were stuck with the needle. When my tubing was removed from my arm I remember feeling a very strong rush, stronger then I had ever felt. We all coughed very hard and I heard a loud ringing in my ears. Dave was taken over to the cross as Joey was strapped down to the bench and I was put on my back on a mattress on the floor. I looked over to see Joey getting fucked for the first time, Trent was also getting fucked and Dave was getting whipped. I looked up at the man kneeling over me as he lifted my legs to his shoulders. His cock had a piercing through the tip and I recall feeling the cold metal on my ass as he slid inside me. The feeling in my ass was incredible. As I was getting fucked I heard Dave whimper with every lash of the whip; I looked over at Trent as he moaned out in pleasure from his fucking; and I looked over to see Joey pull on the chains as his virginity was taken. I don’t know how many loads I took from this one man, but I recall when he pulled out and fingered my sloppy hole. He put his fingers to my mouth ands I eagerly sucked them clean. I was so high I had no concept of time until I was then moved over to the bench as Trent was taken to the cross and Dave over to the mattress. I was now fucked by a different business partner as was Dave while Trent was whipped on the cross. Times passed as I took more loads from a different business partner then I was moved over to the cross to be whipped for a while. I recall enjoying the whipping I was receiving and wanting more. After the last round all 4 of us were given another generous slam and taken out to the pool to go swimming. I wasn’t sure what time it was but it was dark out. I knew Joey was late for his shift and Trent, Dave and I hadn’t been to work in days. We swam for a little while before each of us was grabbed by a different business partner and fucked right there in the pool. You could hear the water splashing around as each of us took our pounding. Like before after some time the business partners would switch off until each on had seeded us. I recall the sun was coming up when we were taken into the house and all four of us put in a bedroom and allowed to crash.

Part 3-Dave I woke feeling something hard jabbing me in the back. Then a hand grabbed my hard cock and I remembered the events before I passed out. I turned my head and was kissed by Trent as he stroked my cock. I reached back and wrapped my hand around his hard cock and we kissed some more. I never knew I could find so much pleasure in being with another guy like this as we rolled to face each other. Trent moved down to suck my bone as I ran my hands through his long hair. I suggested he shift his position so I could take care of him as he took care of me. We were side by side in 69 sucking and slurping on each other’s tool. I fired into his Trent’s mouth first and he swallowed my load. That must have sent him over the edge and I felt his cock stiffen and begin to spew his tasty cum into my hungry mouth. We got up and headed for the bathroom and a nice shower. I turned on the water and climbed in as Trent climbed in behind me. It was a nice change from showering alone. We helped wash each other and soon were hard again. I turned him around and fucked him right there in the shower before the water got cold and we had to climb out. We got dressed and grabbed some breakfast as we figured out our day. We knew we were going back over the swim and needed to bring someone with us. Trent told me; “Dave & I are supposed to have plans today” “That’s perfect. Where are you meeting him?” “I’m supposed to meet him at his place then we were going to figure out what to do.” “Let’s go get him.” “Ain’t ya suppose to work today?” “Fuck that, I hate that job and this is much more fun. Besides, I blew it off yesterday to swim and I’m already over an hour late for today. I think it’s safe to say I am fired.” We headed out and over to Dave’s house. As usual the door was unlocked and we went inside. We found Dave still in his bed sleeping. Trent & I jumped on top of him to wake him up. “Wake up Dave.” “What the fuck! What are you guys doing here so early?” “It’s almost noon Dave. Get your skinny ass out of bed, its gona be a hot one today and we want to go swimming.” “Where are we gona do that?” “Remember that pool we sneaked into? It turns out the guy who lives there is cool and will let us swim there.” “Yeah, Trent and I spent the day there yesterday and had a blast.” “Cool, I’ll get dressed and grab my board shorts and we can go.” “You won’t need your board shorts, we skinny dip.” “Yeah, like we did that night I got caught.” “Really? That was a lot of fun just swimming around naked.” “Get dressed and let’s go.” Dave got out of bed in his boxer briefs, grabbed some shorts and a shirt off the floor and we were out the door. We made the walk offer to our new friends place quickly and rang his bell. “Nice to see you’re back again. And you brought a new friend.” “Yeah, this is Dave. He was one of the guys with us the other night when we jumped over your fence.” We did the house tour thing again so Dave could see the place. Then we ended up out back so we could hit the pool and work on our tans. We were out there for a while when we were asked if we wanted anything to drink. Like yesterday each of us was brought our requested drink. I was beginning to believe he was putting something in our drinks cause I was starting to feel very horny and was getting a raging hard on. We could tell what ever was in the drinks was hitting Dave especially hard. He had Trent and I carry Dave down to the basement and lift him into the sling. Trent was then restrained on the cross and I on the bench. He alternated between Trent and me with the lashes until Dave started to come around. Dave looked over and yelled out; “What the fuck are you doing to my friends?” The beating stopped as our host walked over to Dave; “Look who’s awake. Now the fun can begin.” Trent and I were released before he pulled out three needles, one for each of us. Dave watch as Trent and I allowed him to inject us with the drugs. He heard each of us cough as the drugs worked into our bodies. Then I went over and began to stroke Dave’s cock as he was prepped for his slam. Our host commanded; “Why don’t you suck his cock and start to prepare his hole for me while I give him what he needs.” Trent took Dave’s cock in his mouth as I began to lick his hole. I was able to watch out of the corner of my eye as the needle was stuck into Dave’s arm and the contents emptied into him. Then I heard him cough and felt his hole open up and start to suck on my tongue. We were told; “Good, there we go. Now he’s ready.” Trent and I moved out of the way as our host moved in and quickly began to fuck Dave. We put an arm around each other as we watched and I felt Trent’s cock poke me in the side. I looked at him and we kissed as Dave was getting what he needed from our host. “Go ahead you two can fuck and suck while I work my new friend here.” We watched as Dave got a good fucking from our host. We made out, sucked a little and fucked a lot. We decided to hold off cumming incase we were asked to fuck a load into Dave. Sure enough after a couple hours I was told to get between Dave’s legs. Trent was told to get in behind me and our host got behind Trent. I slid my cock into Dave’s wet hole as Trent slid into me. I could tell when Trent had his hole filled when he pushed harder into mine. We all started to fuck into the hole before us and pushed back on the cock behind us. It was incredible fucking like this. I felt Trent’s cock thicken and spasm inside me as I unloaded in Dave. I could tell when Trent got his hole creamed when I heard our host grunt out. We finished up and helped Dave out of the sling. As with before we were in the shower area in the corner getting hosed down with piss before we showered up. We swam for a little while longer before we left and headed for Dave’s place. No one spoke on the walk over to Dave’s. When we got to Dave’s and in his room Dave began to cry. Trent and I consoled him and before we knew it he was kissing Trent as I sucked his cock hard. Dave laid on his back and Trent and I mounted his hard cock. Trent didn’t want to be left out and I felt him come up behind me and slide his cock in along side Dave’s. We fucked like that for a good 30 minutes before I felt my balls tighten up and I came without ever touching myself. I believe my orgasms sent Dave and Trent over the edge and they filled my ass with both their loads. We cuddled up in Dave’s big bed and fell asleep.

Part 2-Trent It was strange, I was up all night, but I felt very awake and alert. I was allowed to refresh myself with a dip in the pool before getting dressed and allowed to leave. As I was in the pool, I thought about what had happened the night before and how good he made me feel. I got out of the pool with a raging hard cock that was quickly sucked on by my host. It didn’t take long for me to blow my load that he swallowed down. It was the best blow job I had ever had in my life. As I left he told me “Come back to swim any time boy and remember to bring one of your buddies over with you.” As I walked home I noticed several test messages from Trent. He kept asking if I was ok and did I need any help. I sent a text back to him that I was feeling good and was going home to sleep. He asked what happened to me last night. I wasn’t ready to tell him. When I got home I grabbed a shower and crashed for the rest of the day. I woke up late afternoon to Trent coming into my bedroom. “What happened to you last night bro?” “I got busted after you guys took off.” “What did he do to you?” I wasn’t gonna admit to being fucked, and since I wanted to get Trent over to the guy's house, I lied. “He took me in his house and we talked. He’s a nice man and let me swim all night. He told me I could come back to his place with a friend and swim any time.” “No way. Its gonna be in the 90’s today. Can we go over there and swim this afternoon?” “Sure. Let me get in the shower and we can head on over.” “What about Dave and Joey?” “He wants to meet you one at a time. Next time we can invite one of them to join us.” “Right on!” I got out of bed naked and headed for the shower. Trent blatantly stared at my ‘morning wood’, little aware he would receive some 'wood' of his own when we got to the guy’s house. I showered up, grabbed some shorts and a shirt and we were out the door. We made the short walk over to his house and I rang the bell. He came to the door in the same shorts he wore last night. “Well, hello there. And who is this?” “This is Trent, one of my friends from last night.” “It’s nice to meet you Trent. I think you’ll like swimming in my pool without having to jump the fence.” “Yeah, I bet I will. Thanks for letting us use your pool.” "My pleasure - that's what pools are for." We went through the house back to the pool. Once there I stripped down and jumped in the water. Trent looked down at me a little puzzled. “You’re just gonna skinny dip in the guy’s pool?” “Sure I am. He’s ok with that.” “Yes it’s ok with me if you want to skinny dip in my pool. That’s the only way I swim.” “Come on Trent, you were skinny dipping last night.” I watched as Trent stripped down and jumped in the water. After swimming for a while our host asked “You boys want something to drink?” I answered “Sure, what ya got?” “What do you want?” Trent said “A coke is fine with me.” I responded "Same for me, please." Our host went into the house and returned a few minutes later with our drinks. We hopped out of the pool and sat on the edge as we began to drink them down. When we were almost finished our host asked “How would you like a tour of my house, Trent?” Trent answered with a slightly slurred voice, “Sure - why not?” We went into the house and followed our host as he showed every bedroom and explained his décor. When it came time to show the basement I could see Trent begin to sway and weave as he walked. He barely made it down the stairs when our host grabbed him and put him in the sling in the corner. I helped our host restrain Trent before he tied me to the cross along the wall and began to whip me as he waited for Trent to regain consciousness. It seemed that I was getting a harder lashing then I did the night before when Trent started to come around. I looked over at Trent as he pulled on his restraints. Seeing the panic begin to settle in his eyes our host stopped whipping me and walked over to my friend. “I see our little bitch is awake.” “What the fuck! Let me go or I’ll scream.” “Go ahead and scream. No one will hear you. This basement is sound proof.” He came back over to me and released me from the cross. Led me over to the bench and restrained me there. I still had a good view of Trent and watched as our host walked over and prepared 2 syringes. He came over and gave me mine first. I felt the rush and let out a strong cough as the drugs hit me. I could tell he gave me more then I had last night and I was so happy to have that high again. Trent yelled out “You’re not gonna stick me with that needle bro, I don’t do anything but smoke a little weed” as our host prepped Trent's arm for the slam. I watched the look in Trent’s eyes as he was given his slam. I kept looking into his eyes as the rubber was removed from his arm. I hear him cough and knew the drugs were hitting him hard. He looked over at me as he saw our host come up behind me and start to fuck me. I could tell he was out of it cause of the drugs in him. I got fucked for a while before I was released and taken over to the sling where I was told “Lick that boy’s ass and get it ready for me to fuck. I better see your tongue as far up that cunt hole as you can stick it.” I worked my tongue on Trent’s ass, licking and sucking best I could as I heard my friend begin to moan. After a while I was told “That’s good enough boy.” I was pulled out and told to sit there, fuck myself with a dildo and watch. I looked up at Trent to see a glazed look in his eyes as he uncontrollably moaned. I now knew what I looked like getting fucked for the first time and why I liked it so much. My ass was greedily taking as much of the large dildo I was given inside me as I good give. What I really needed was to be fucked. I not really sure how long we were there when I was told “Get that dildo out of your ass, boy, and have Trent here suck your dick till your hard.” I did as I was told and soon was standing next to Trent’s head so he could suck my dick. I could tell that Trent was about to get his first load of cum deposited inside his ass. It made me think back to the night before when I took half a dozen loads from our host. He began to grunt and groan and fuck harder into Trent’s abused ass when he shouted out “Here you go Trent my boy!” After our host was done seeding Trent’s well used ass he had me get between Trent’s legs. “Now it’s time for you to fuck your buddy.” I lined my hard cock up with Trent's wet hole and slid right inside. Once I was inside Trent I could feel our host behind me sliding his cock inside me. Boy did that feel good. He then started to fuck me as I fucked into Trent. It took some coordination, but eventually we got a good rhythm going where I did most of the work, sliding into Trent, and sliding back on our host's cock. Maybe I made it a point to really hammer Trent's ass, but to be sure, I lasted a long time. Each time I felt like I was gonna blow, I backed-off, allowing the sensation to pass so I could keep up with our host, who unloaded in me a few times before I finally lost my nut inside Trent. He pulled out of me as I pulled out of Trent and he slammed back into Trent. I am sure he gave Trent a few more loads before he let him out of the sling and over to the shower area to feed him some of his piss. Trent and I showered off as we were watched by our host. Not a word was spoken and I’m not sure what came over us but all of a sudden Trent and I were kissing as we showered off. We then went out and jumped in the pool before we got dressed to split, both Trent and I were exhausted and wanted to crash. Our host discretely reminded me once again that I was to bring my other buddies around, saying “You have two more to bring me. Have fun with Trent tonight.” We got back to my place and headed to my room where Trent started to kiss me and before I knew it we ere naked with him fucking me. I remember him cumming just before we both passed out from exhaustion.