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CHAPTER 14: Dad: In the car driving home all I can really think about is what we just did… and Jake’s cum filled ass. Did we really just fuck several loads of poz cum into a neg boy? My cock… its dripping… its hard -- like a drenched brick. I start thinking about Cod, my boy, my lover – I’m going to fuck him just like I fucked Jake and I’m going to knock him up; the way Sam did with me, at least I think I’m pretty sure I’m HIV+. I’m so horny, I feel like I’m going to rape Cod when I see him. “Hmmm… can’t really call that rape I guess… you can’t rape the willing, Cod wants it”, I think, but Cod will be the first guy that I stealth fuck as an hiv-positive man. “Holy fuck… “, the thought screaming through my mind, I let Sam infect me with HIV. We did it deliberately, we even talked at length about it, and now I’m pretty sure our efforts at bareback sex have caused me to seroconvert. I had to know for sure, but I can meet up with Chris at the testing center and get tested again. Just as I’m thinking about all of this my phone buzzes, its Chris, “Hey man.. what’s up?”. My mind is filled with so many thoughts, but my cock answers his text, I type out, “My poz cock”… I really want to hit send, but then decide to wait and respond properly once I get home. Pulling in the driveway I can only hope Cod is home and ready for the ass banging, and huge load that comes with it, that he’s about to get. We haven’t really had any father/son incestuous sex in almost 2 weeks, I know he’s probably feeling sexually neglected; I intend to fix that. “I need sex with my son, I need it bad, and I need it right now”, my mind is a blur. I honestly just need to be close to him, and most importantly for me, I need to be the guy that breeds him and infects him with HIV. Getting out of the car I try to tame the monster in my pants – I’m so hard it actually hurts – then I make my way inside the house. I barely get in the door, “DADDY!”, I hear a scream, and there’s Cod without a stitch of clothing and pouncing on top of me in the Foyer. “DADDY!”, he says again, grabbing me, and like 2 lovers (separated for far too long) we’re making out hot and heavy. We are father and son, two men, two lovers in heat. “I’ve missed you Daddy”, between kisses, “Oh yeah… ?”, I feel his hand on my cock, “How much did you miss Daddy?”, I say with a bit of biting intention. We’re fitting in words between our tongues fitting in each other’s mouths…. Its crazy and amazing all at once. My hands move down his body to his perfect little ass grabbing at his cheeks and slowly sliding my fingers into the crack. My boy is already wet, “Is that cum?”, I think, “You have no idea how bad I want this right now”, punctuating each word with a press of my finger on his hole. It feels like my son is freshly fucked and bred. I didn’t really realize Cod is letting other men breed him, but I’ve been an inattentive lover, I can’t blame him. My mind wonders and then I think, “Hmmm… I wonder if any of these guys fucking Cod are poz?” Sensing my mind is wondering a little Cod opens his eyes and looks at me, and in his youngest sounding boy voice says, “I need my Daddy. I need my Daddy right now.” Cod knows how to provoke me, when he talks to me this way, its like being in a trance. He knows this reminds me of his teenage years, and all those times he slept in my bed – Cod knows my buttons and how to get what he wants; this time he’s getting what I want. I look at him, and in my best stern, Dad voice, “My bedroom. Now boy.”, I follow Cod staring at his hot ass, thinking about busting a nut inside of it. Cod and I start making out again, “on your stomach boy!”, I bark, and turn him over and push him down on the bed. “Daddy needs this hole now boy!”, I bend down, spreading his cheeks. Cod definitely got fucked earlier, I can see the cum that’s dripping out of his ass. Using my tongue I get into my son.... “mmm… fuck yeah this is so hot… looks like there’s a lot of cum back here”, “Ohhhh… fuck!.... Ohhh Dad.. feels so… uhmmmmm... sorry Dad, I’ve been so horny lately”, “It’s ok boy”; Cod moans again, this time pushing back against my tongue. “I know what you need boy – your Dad’s got cum to go with what’s already inside you”. “S..S..Sorry Dad, I’ve been so horny and you haven’t been fucking me.”, I stopped. He’s right, and it hurt a little, knowing I haven’t been there for Cod; I might be his Dad but we’ve become more. Again, Cod sees my distraction from his comment, and simply starts to turn over. At that moment I realize how bad I really want him, “From now on, we’re fucking every day boy”. I get back to eating his hot hole, “Oh fuck! Yeah Dad… Yeah! Fuck! Ohhhhh… fuck!”. I want Cod hot and horny for my cum. All I can think of is that, if I’m lucky the first time I take Cod for testing, we’ll both test poz, and we can discuss being HIV+ then. That thought makes me so horny, I force my tongue deep into Cod’s ass, “I’m fucking you right now Cod, and you will take ALL of my cum! Understand boy?”, “Fuck yeah Dad.“, his only response. I’ve gone a bit crazy with lust for my son, I might be out of my mind as I strip off my clothes, but all I can think right now is “I’m going to rape that hole – I’m going to knock it up”. I get naked and look down, there’s Cod’s willing tight hole just waiting for his Dad to add semen to it. Fuck! If it really was fuck flu I had a week or so ago, and I’m HIV+, Sam says that I’m highly toxic, and I’m the most likely to give it to someone that I might ever be. With that thought running through my head I push into Cod hard, “Owwwwww… fuck… ohhhh…”, and the first half of my bare cock is buried inside him. “This is what happens to guys who bareback without their boyfriend!”, and I use my weight to push the rest of the way in, “Take all of it boy… take me deep!”. “Ohh … ohh… “, Cod is moaning, “Yeah boy .. yeah.. fucking feel your Dad’s penis in there”, I start fucking him, this isn’t going to be a gentle fuck, I want this to hurt. I want this to be Cod’s conversion fuck – I want Cod to remember it. I want to ruin him a little for anyone else that might fuck him. I want Cod craving his Dad’s poz cock as much as I’m craving his ass right now. “Fuck me… fuck me Da…. Ohhhhhhhh… fuckkkkk”, hearing him moan under me, begging for it, is making me crazy and I fuck Cod with deep, deliberate, hard strokes. Honestly, I love how hot it feels fucking a neg hole with a poz cock, now I know why Sam loved breeding me so much. I can feel my cock leaking precum, all of its going into my boy, “fuck … I’m leaking like a faucet Cod, my precum … so hot inside you”, “fuckkkk.. ohhhhhh… Dad… fuck”. Cod: “Dad fuck me… oh god… ohhhhh fuck… fuck… feels so.. “, my Dad’s cock is deep inside my ass and I can’t think of anything besides the stabbing penis deep in my hole. Chris and Adam bred me earlier but its nothing compared to the ass reaming my own father is giving me right now; he’s never fucked me this hard. “Dad… Dahhh… ohhhhhh… fuck… ahhhhh… “, I try to slow him down but the words won’t leave my mouth I need this, and I need it bad. “Ohhhhhh… ohhhh… ohhhhh yeah… fuck me Dad”, and not missing a beat my Dad bangs my tight hole over and over again. I feel completely lost, my mind switching from Adam to my Dad and back, “Dahh… ohhhh.. ohhhh… Ahhhh… ahhh… Adam….. uhhhhh… yeah breed me Adam, fuck me full of poz cum!”, and the words leave my mouth before my brain can even process or consider them; Dad doesn’t miss a beat and keeps fucking me, he’s in a rhythm now. It crosses my mind … what would I do if Dad were poz, then he hits my prostate again and again and my mind loses it. In the ecstasy of this moment I can’t think about anything but my Dad’s bare cock deep inside me and how bad I need it. “ohhhhh fuck………….ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh fuck Cod………ohhhhhhhhh fuck… “, Dad starts, I know he’s close, “Ohhhhhhh fuck…………..oohhhhhh… ohhhhhhhhh… “, and then Dad loses his cum, “…..cummmmmmm…… “, and I feel his cock stiffen and lodge itself deep in my ass. Dad has been breeding forever but he was usually loving this time he fucked me the way Todd and the way Adam do… with intent. “FUCK YES!”, I mouth and my cock spews a load of cum while Dad is still buried deep inside me.

Part 2. Fortunately, Jake is a very heavy sleeper. After a few hours of dozing, I rolled over and felt Andre’s hard body next to mine, his chiseled chest rising and falling with his sleeping breath. I raised my head and looked at Alex lying in bed next to him, lazily stroking his dick, obviously unable to sleep after getting fucked but not having had a chance to blow his own load. Ever a gracious host, I decided to assist my guest. Slipping out of bed, I walked over to Jake’s side of the bed, reached down, grabbing Alex’s hard cock and giving it a warm squeeze as I put one finger from my other hand up to my lips. I tugged on him for a bit before reaching out my hand and motioning for him to get out of bed. He shifted his weight to gingerly extricate himself from my boyfriend’s sleeping body and stand next to the bed. Again, I grabbed his dick and led him from the bedroom into the kitchen. As soon as we reached the kitchen, I dropped to my knees and swallowed his beautiful cock. He moaned gently and put his hand on the back of my head as I looked up at him, my mouth full of hard uncut dick. I could taste his sweet precum on my tongue as I took him deep into my throat, showing off my stellar oral skills. I ran my hands over his muscular body as I serviced his cock, enjoying the feeling of his rock hard pecs and abs under my fingertips. How the fuck did I get so lucky to find this sizzling hot couple and get them into my house, and soon into my hole? I pulled Alex’s dick from my mouth and smiled up at him as I stroked him. Standing up, I brought my lips to his and kissed him deeply. I brought my mouth to his ear and whispered, “You’re going to fuck me now, Papi.” With that, I turned around and put one hand on the kitchen island and guided his raw cock to my hole. Confused, he quietly asked “What about a rubber? We didn’t bring any from the bedroom.” Moving to step into the bedroom to grab a condom, I gestured for him to remain as I squeezed his cock, bringing a huge drop of pre to his head. I held him close and just shook my head, again giving him the silent sign with one finger to my lips. I rubbed his dick head against my hole, still slick and opened up from Andre’s raw fucking a few hours ago. Alex had no idea his boyfriend’s load was inside me. Pulling on him, I felt his head pressing against my ass lips, the pressure increasing until it finally popped inside me. I looked back at him and winked and smiled, and he caught on to the fact that I wanted him inside me bareback, that this was not just an oversight on my part. I felt Alex’s hands go to my hips and I felt more of him slide inside me. His cock was so thick - it wasn’t as long as Andre’s, but it made me feel more full somehow as he pushed deeper into me. I heard him let out a little moan as he finally bottomed out inside me, balls deep. He let it rest there for a moment - the feeling was so incredible. But before long I started to move against him, wiggling my hips a bit and pushing back, showing him I was ready for more. He pulled out so just his head was in me and then thrust back in all the way. It was all I could do to not cry out in pleasure, but as deep a sleeper as Jake is, I knew I couldn’t be too loud. Alex picked up his pace and fucked me steadily for several minutes - I was in fucking heaven and knew I needed his special load deep inside my ass. Just then, I heard a shuffling in the next room. Alex hesitated, but I knew if it was Jake it was already too late to hide what we were up to, so I squeezed my hole around him and hoped he would stay inside me. Looking over my shoulder, I watched as Andre entered the kitchen, carrying a couple condoms and a medicine bottle with him, a huge grin on his face as he saw his boyfriend fucking me. He put the rubbers on the island, popped open the PrEP bottle, and placed the pill on the head of his cock, bringing it over to my mouth. Alex never stopped fucking me as I swirled my tongue around Andre’s head, taking it and the Truvada into my mouth. Andre pushed deeper until I was gagging on his huge cock, getting spit roasted by these two amazing stud boyfriends. After a moment, I pushed Alex out of me and repositioned him on his back on the island. I straddled him and sat down on his big dick, then leaned back so my back was against his chest. Lifting my knees to my chest, my hole stretched to what felt like capacity, I nodded to Andre to come join us. As he moved into position, I stuck out my tongue, showing him the little blue pill still there. He grabbed it off my tongue, showed it to Alex who just moaned a little, and chucked it across the kitchen into the sink. Andre lined up his massive black cock and rubbed the head against Alex’s shaft. He pressed and pressed until finally the rim of my hole gave way and allowed him entry. Just the very tip at first, but that opening encouraged him to go a little harder. I yelped a bit, but Alex’s hand went right to my mouth. Andre smiled at the sight and just kept pushing. I couldn’t believe the sensation - not one but two huge raw cocks entering my asshole, while my boyfriend slept blissfully on the other side of the apartment. It hurt like hell at first, but the fantasy come true made me forget all that and focus on opening up and letting him in. I could barely believe that I could make it happen, but before I knew it, Andre was halfway inside me. At that point, Alex started to move his hips slightly, in time with Andre’s gentle thrusts - obviously they had done this before and knew how to open a boy up. Each thrust of their thick dicks got just a bit deeper until they were alternating balls deep with the other halfway. I’d never felt anything like it before. Their hands were all over my body, and they were obviously enjoying themselves as they plunged into me. With Alex balls deep, Andre gave an almost imperceptible signal and Alex stayed in me. Andre then pushed in all the way himself, and leaned over and whispered, “We’re both all the way inside you, slut! How does it feel to have two poz cocks up your gaping, torn-up hole, with no rubber and no little pill to protect you?” I moaned and just gyrated my hips a bit in response, trying to see if I could coax a little more of each of them inside me. From underneath, Alex’s mouth went to my other ear and said, “You know we are going to seed you - we are both gonna shoot our toxic loads in your wrecked hole. Is that what you want, you fucking whore?” I nodded my assent. “Say it,” he demanded. “I want your hazardous semen inside me, and I want it to take root. I’ve been faking my part of our Truvada ritual for a month now, in anticipation of finding the right man or men to seed my hole properly. You two are those men, I’m sure of it. You’re doing things to my hole that are unnatural - it’s not supposed to be open like it is, but it’s perfect for what I want. You’re both going to dump deep into my exposed rectum, and I have nothing to stop the virus from taking over my body. I want it, Alex! I want it, Andre! Please, share your bug with me! Give me your disease!” With those words, they both increased their pace. Andre leaned over my shoulder and made out with Alex, almost like I was providing them a chance to bond together, but it wasn’t even about me. But their cocks were both in my wide-open stretched hole and they were pounding it harder and harder as they approached the moment of truth. Finally, I felt them both go deep and hold in there. If it was possible, I felt them swell even thicker just as they both cried out and exploded deep in my guts. Ropes and ropes of toxic cum spewed forth into my bowels, and even as their cocks were still spurting into my hole, I shot my own load, without even having touched myself. Alex ran his fingers through my load which had coated my chest and face, brought dollops of cum to my mouth. Naturally I licked his fingers clean. Smiling down at me and Alex, Andre admired the scene underneath him - sweaty bodies on the kitchen counter, bodies covered and filled with cum. And two unused condoms on the other side of the island. After we caught our breath, I gave each of them a deep, meaningful kiss and said, “Thank you” while looking them in the eye. I then went to the refrigerator, grabbed some juice and a squeeze bottle of mayonnaise, then picked some fruit off the counter and put it all on a tray. The coffee, always on a timer at our house, had finished brewing at some point during our marathon fuckfest on the island. I grabbed the condoms, unwrapped and unrolled them, then squeezed a few big blobs of mayo into each one, tying them off and putting them on the tray with the breakfast. Grabbing the medicine bottle, I lead my lovers back into the bedroom, where I awoke my boyfriend with a kiss on the lips and placed the tray on the bed. “Sorry honey, we got a little carried away in the kitchen making breakfast. But I have no doubt these two studs will be up for round three in no time. They have a gift for getting it up.”

Junior Year This takes place during my third year in college. I guess I should tell you a little about myself first……. My name is Joey, I am nerd standing 5’9”, weighing 130 pounds, with brown hair, hazel eyes and a small dick, well, small in my mind. It’s just shy of 7” but I’ve always thought of it as small. I graduated high school when I was 15 years old. When I went to college my mother wouldn’t let me live in the dorms saying I was “too young”. Right before my third year I was a month shy of my 18th birthday the dorm manager assured my mother he would pair me with a good roommate so I wouldn’t get into trouble. That’s when I met Caleb. He was also a sophomore, 20 years old. He towered over me at 6’2”, but only outweighed me by about 10-15 pounds. He was a stick compared to me but he had a big dick. I saw him hard once and I swore it looked like it was nearly a foot long….actually he told me it was just over 8” during one of our late night bullshit sessions. He was like a big brother who looked out for me. Caleb introduced me to his two best friends who lived next to us in the dorm. They were Jeff and Mark. The four of us hung out a lot so when Caleb suggested that we get a hotel room to celebrate my birthday. Jeff said he knew of a few girls they could invite over including a freshman who was my age that was easy. I was so ready to be 18 and (from the talk) lose my virginity. My birthday was on Tuesday of the week and we were getting the room on Thursday sine we had Friday off for some faculty day and Monday off for some state holiday. On Tuesday the guys on the floor surprised me with a cake, but Caleb told me that the real party was going to be Thursday night. Over the next couple days I did my best to concentrate on school. After my last class on Thursday Caleb and I headed over to the hotel to get the room. It was decent hotel and the room was nice. I was surprised that we got a room with just a king size bed. Caleb explained that we got the room with one bed since a room with 2 queen beds was too much. Caleb and I got comfortable as we waited for Jeff and Mark to arrive with the girls. Caleb had the habit of relaxing in just a pair of mesh basketball short with nothing under them. To be cool I started to do the same since I could tell most every guy in the door seemed to do the same. We watched TV as we waited for the others to arrive. Jeff and Mark walked into the room alone. Caleb asked where the girls were and Jeff told us that they were supposed to be coming over later. As we continued to watch TV Jeff and Mark got ‘comfortable’ and I got my first look at them without clothes as they stripped down and slipped on mesh basketball shorts. Jeff was a little shorter then Caleb, maybe 6’, but weighed more since he was muscular, he probably weighed 160-170. Mark was about my height and weight. I noticed their dicks seemed to be close to what I had so maybe I didn’t have a small dick. After an hour Jeff tried to reach the girls to find out that they had made other plans. So Caleb said we were going to turn my birthday party into a stag party. I had heard about stag partied before and knew that they could be wild. I am not sure where it came from but all of a sudden there was a porn playing on the TV. It had a young guy built kind of like me with some hot babe getting his dick sucked. The guys started talking about sex, getting laid and blown and I had nothing to really contribute. As we were watching the porn a strange glass pipe appeared and the guys started to light a torch under the end producing a white smoke. Each guy took his turn and when it got to me I wasn’t sure what to do. Caleb told me it would help relax me and make the night more fun. I trusted Caleb and with his help I took my first hit. They guys cheered me on encouraged me to take a second then a third hit before I passed it to the next guy. The pipe went around several times but every time I got it the guys got me to take an extra hit (or two). Caleb leaned in and asked how I liked the Tina was making me feel. I let him know that I really liked the stuff we were smoking. While Caleb and I talked the others were putting more into the pipe. I looked at the video to suddenly see a second guy in the scene. They were taking turns on the babe as the guys began to talk shit with each other. Caleb told us that we now he’s got the biggest cock of all of us. Mark challenged him and somehow Jeff and I got dragged into this challenge. The deal was, the guy with the longest dick would be declared the winner. Jeff chimed in and asked what he would win when it was seen that he had the biggest cock? As the guys argued my eyes were fixed on the porn. The babe had left leaving the two guys horny with each other. Next I saw the two guys in the porn start to kiss and suck in 69. As my attention was focused on the porn I was asked if I was in. Not knowing it I said yes then hear one of the guys say, “then it’s settled, the guy with the biggest cock gets sucked by the others.” Huh? Did I just agree to suck the winner’s dick? I knew I wasn’t the biggest, but guess I agreed to the bet. From somewhere one of the guys pulled out a ruler and we each pulled down our shorts and each guy stroked his dick to get hard. For some reason I couldn’t get hard even though I felt incredibly horny. The guys continued to smoke as this went on and, of course, I was hitting the pipe more than the rest, but now without encouragement from the group. From the looks of things Caleb was so far the biggest, but I couldn’t get hard to measure. Caleb was declared the winner especially since I couldn’t get hard. Caleb waved his 8” cock around asking who would be the first to suck his cock. Jeff and Mark said the guy with the smallest should go first. As I watched the action on the screen I was offered the pipe before I took my turn sucking Caleb. After a couple good size hits I opened my mouth to begin I was told the rest of the bet. Caleb said as we all agreed the first round is one minute sucking, second round 2 minutes 3 round 3 minutes and so on until I cum. The guy sucking my cock when I cum must swallow my cum and then becomes the slam bitch. Not really knowing how to suck a dick I figured I won’t be eating Caleb’s load, but as we got into round 3 then 4 I think I was getting better at it as I would get Caleb moaning and telling me what a good job I was doing. When the others were taking their turn sucking Caleb’s dick the rest of us were smoking and I was watching the porn where this one guy was getting fucked by another guy with couple more standing around. It was my turn again and we were up to 6 minutes. I took a couple big hits off the pipe (4 actually) and began working on Caleb again. I’m not really sure how long I had been sucking Caleb. He was running his hand through my hair, making me feel good about what I was doing when he suddenly grabbed my head and I felt him begin to fire his load into my mouth. The guys just looked at me with lust in their eyes as Caleb recovered from his orgasm. Jeff just said, “on the bed slam bitch!”

Logged into A4A Sunday morning and almost immediately got a hit - black guy in his mid 30s with an 8" cock, wanting me to come to his place. His profile had no pic but I didn't care. Grabbed my poppers and was out the door less than 5 minutes after I turned on the computer. Messaged him when I arrived and he met me at the door. He was a little chubby but very good looking, and his cock was already hard and swaying back and forth under his boxers. Behind him, his roommate sat watching TV. He didn't even look up as I walked in. I got a little nervous - I'm not used to my hosts having people at home when I come by, and I do tend to get loud when a top is really going to town on my hole. My host reassured me that his roommate was also gay, and they frequently brought guys back to the apartment (though they never played together). I needed cock bad, so I threw caution to the wind and let my host lead me to his bedroom. He closed the door and dropped his boxers, and one of the most perfect cocks I've ever seen hung between his legs. Long, just the right thickness, hairless, with a head that's just smaller than the shaft making it the perfect torpedo to skewer my ass. In a flash I was on the floor with the head of his cock in the back of my throat. The next thing I knew, I was bent over his bed, my brown bottle under my nose, and his lubed cock probing at my hole. He slid inside in one quick thrust, which caught me off guard. The lube did its job, though, and so did the poppers. I was immediately in heaven. I tried to stay quiet as he pounded his shaft home, but every so often a moan escaped my lips. Then I heard the door open. My host never missed a beat, drilling my ass deep as I felt his balls slap against mine. Suddenly his roommate was climbing on the bed in front of me, lining up his cock with my mouth as his roommate continued to tame my ass. It was a thick uncut cock, about 9x6, glistening with precum. "Thought I'd keep him quiet for you," said the roommate to my host. "I think the neighbors downstairs are home." With that, he grabbed the back of my head and shoved his cock into the back of my throat, and deeper. I gagged, but he just held my head in place as he slid his shaft in and out of my throat. Meanwhile my host never let up his assault on my hole, pounding harder and harder as his climax neared. "I'm gonna cum," said my host, and he gripped my hips tighter as his pace quickened. "Me, too," said his roommate as he felt my drool running down his shaft and coating his balls. And with that, I was rewarded with something I've never had before, ever in my life - simultaneous creampies in both holes. I felt my host's cock spasming in my hole as his load gushed into my guts, and his roommate's shaft pumped over and over against my lips as his load trickled down my throat. As they pulled away I collapsed on the bed. The roommate took his still semi-hard shaft and dipped it into my ass, mixing his cum and my saliva with my host's load. Then he positioned his cock in front of me and guided my mouth to it, where I proceeded to lick the cocktail of spit, cum, and my ass from his shaft. It was the most delicious concoction I have ever tasted.

SPONTANEOUS CHASING - PART TWO “Get your shit, you’re coming with me,” he said. “I own you tonight . . . maybe forever,” he whispered in my ear. We climbed off of the bed and started gathering our things, the crowd outside the door began breaking up. Neither of us were dressed, and I followed him out of the room and down the hall towards the locker rooms (where I assumed the rest of his things were). I was stopped short when a very large and incredibly strong arm swung around me and pinned me face first against the wall. This felt quite violent and I had no clue what was happening -this is hardly the place for a mugging or gay bashing. It only took another second to figure out what this mountain-of-a-man had in mind, when the big knob of his dick head wedged into my cumsloppy hole. Just then the guy who had sort of claimed me appeared beside me and looked pissed. “What the fuck is going on? This boy is mine,” he told the guy behind me, not even sounding at all worried given there was a considerable size difference between them as well. The guy behind me began to ease his huge rod into my hole, with the first guy’s cum as the only lube. “Sorry, bud, but I heard this pig begging for some poz cum. I’ve got a week’s worth stored up in my balls and I want him to reap the benefits,” he replied. Any irritation totally disappeared from my ‘owner’s’ face, and a slight smirk replaced it. “Well, that’s the plan for tonight now, so give it to him. Fuck this whore up,” he instructed the big man, reaching over to me and taking my clothes from my hands. So there I was, standing in the hall in front of anyone and everyone, getting one of the best fucks I’ve ever had. Somehow I just loved embracing the exhibitionist in me. And especially since most of these guys now knew that I was taking poison cum in me, too. They must think I’m the biggest slut of them all. My throbbing hard dick told me that this was exactly what I wanted. I enjoyed every moment of the fuck. So many of my dreams were coming true tonight -this was another one. I love getting used by guys who are much, much bigger than me. The kind of men that basically use me like a blow-up fuck doll. They just pound my ass, use me to get their jollies, and then pump me full of their toxic swimmers. I felt the hot breath of this fucker close to my cheek. “I want you to beg for this cum. This is a gift and you need to ask for it. Tell all of these guys here watching that you want my seed in you, my viral cum. Tell them!” “Unh! Give it to me! Fucking fill me with your poz cum! I want your virus! Knock me up!” I yelled -and that was enough to push him over the edge. It took another couple of minutes for the big man to finish and empty his balls into me, and I felt it. Every throb and spurt, I felt it all. He pumped so much cum in me I actually had to wonder if he had cum or was taking a piss inside me. “Fuck, that’s a lot of cum,” I groaned against the wall. Hearing this, my owner told my fucker to keep me plugged while he ran to his locker. He sprinted out and returned seconds later with a butt plug. Nothing ridiculous, just an average plug. “Here, let’s slip this into you so you don’t lose a drop,” he said, crouching down and slowly easing the softening dick from my hole. As soon as the dick was out, the plug was jammed in. Not a drop was spilled. “Thanks slut, enjoy my strain,” the big guy whispered, giving my ass a firm smack and walking away, disappearing into the crowd. “Okay, so you got two loads of AIDS cum in your ass, now let’s get out of here. I’ve got someone I want you to meet,” my owner told me, taking me by the hand and leading me directly to the locker room where we dressed without incident. I followed him to his car, and noticed that my dick hadn’t gone soft at all. This was all so exciting for me, I couldn’t control myself. “Why don’t you suck my dick while I drive,” he told me. You don’t have to tell me twice. I unbuckled and my face found a happy home in his sweaty crotch. I slurped and sucked while he drove. He also made a call. I’m not sure to whom, and all he said was, “I’ve got a guy I think you might be interested in. Yes. Good. See you in ten,” and then hung up. He had also introduced himself as ‘Tom’ to whoever was on the other end of that call, so now I at least had a name to put with the dick and face. About ten minutes later I felt the car come to a stop. As I was about to sit up and check out where we’d ended up, Tom pressed his big hand onto the back of my head and kept my mouth exactly where it was. ‘Whatever’ I figured, and went back to sucking. The back door of the car opened and closed and Tom was talking to the new passenger as he pulled away. “Okay, you can get up now,” he told me. “This is Carlton. He’s a guy who just loves fucking guys asses up with his poison cum. You still want it?” he asked me, a shit eating grin on his handsome bearded face. I glanced into the back seat and immediately felt butterflies in my stomach and that butt plug in my ass began to quiver. There sat the most hunky, beefy, beautiful black man I’d ever seen. Actually, I’d seen him before -he’s a hustler. Or I should say ‘escort’ but from what I knew of him, he’s a hustler. I’d fantasized about being fucked and totally used by a nice big black cock, but hadn’t ever been so lucky. Clearly tonight was my lucky night, and I was going to take full advantage of this luck while it lasted. “Hell yeah,” I told Tom. “Head to that club downtown,” Carlton told Tom. “Let’s put on a show and scare the shit out of some naïve young twinks,” he chuckled. I was a little surprised at the club we arrived at. It was a nice dance club, but mostly for more straight-laced newbies, and I’m sure none of the usual clientelle would ever consider having any sort of sex without a condom. Aah, okay, now I understand what Carlton was talking about -he wants these goodie-goodie guys to see him fuck me bare. Inside the guys dragged me to the bathroom, which was basically full and had a steady stream of young men coming and going. Over by the urinal, Joe had me face the wall, Carlton pulled my pants down, removed the plug from my cummy hole and stuffed in into my mouth like a man-sized soother. And then he just stuck his big black cock head into my cum sloppy hole. Immediately I could hear the change in the crowd in there. They were all in shock as it was quite obvious that Carlton was sliding into me completely free of a condom. “Take my raw fucking dick you pig,” Carlton said to me loudly so that they would all hear.

i prefer being fucked once my hole is really loose and sloppy. i never rosebud or prolapse though (slowly hoping to eventually work towards that one day). it does feel nice when the cock can enter easily, and i find that if i am looser as the guy cums, he pushes in deeper which feels good too. this is probably about the sloppiest i have got, i dunno if tops like it, but i've not had anyone say anything bad after fucking me, so who knows.

Part II. When I got to the counter to get a room and a towel, my boy was already inside. The attendant smirked at me. ‘You here for that ‘safe sex’ orgy?’ I nodded. ‘Be careful, boy. There are some known stealthers here tonight.’ He winked at me. I’d taken his load before and was pretty sure he was POZ. ‘I’d breed you again, but I only play raw…’ He buzzed me in, and I went to my booth. I figured I would get settled and out of my clothes, then maybe go cruise and see who I could trick into wearing a condom to fuck me. I wondered where my boy was, but it didn’t take me long to find him. He was in a darkened room on his back, legs in the air, with some muscle stud fucking him and a pot-bellied guy stuffing a stubby cock into his mouth. The stout man had a full condom in his hand and grunted, ‘Yeah, slut boy. Clean off that cock…’ I realized that my boy had quickly taken his first cock of the night. He slapped his cock on my boy’s face and tossed the used rubber onto my boy’s heaving chest. My boy grabbed it and tied a knot in the end and winked at me. The muscle guy roared as he came inside my boy. My heart sank when I saw him pull out. His dick was huge, and it kept sliding further and further out until I saw that the top half of it was sheathed in latex, bulging with fresh seed. He pulled the condom off and tossed it at my boy. He saw me and told me to kneel. I suckled his softening cock, tasting the artificial chemical latex residue and savoring a few droplets of fresh cum. He pulled out of my mouth and slapped me gently. ‘Shame this boy doesn’t take loads. I would have given him a gift or two…’ He strode away chuckling to himself. My boy looked up at me as a hulking ‘roided out guy lined up his cock with my boy’s ass. My boy grinned, tore off a fresh condom from the strip and handed it to him. The guy pouted, but he put it on. I eased down beside my boy and held my legs high, exposing my ass. The hulk slid into my boy and he winced. I distantly remembered how unpleasant it felt getting fucked with a rubber, and knew I would soon be feeling the same condom burn. The hulk came inside my boy’s ass and pulled out. I knew my boy would have rather had his seed soaking into his guts, so I could not understand why wanted to get fuck with wrapped cocks tonight. The hulk snapped the full rubber off his cock and tossed it in my boy’s face. My boy grinned as he tied it shut. He then stuffed it into his jockstrap’s waist, next to two other used condoms. I knew he was planning on saving that seed for some devious purpose, but I couldn’t ask him because a huge cock was shoved into my mouth. I worked my lips over this meaty shaft, tracing plump veins down to the balls. He had an intense cockring around the base of his cock and around his balls, and a thick piercing. I slobbered all over it and he pulled out, moving to my exposed ass, lubed with my boy’s cum, and slapping his dick against me. I handed him a wrapped condom, and he scoffed. He fingered my ass and knew I had a load in me already. ‘You take loads, just not mine!?! Well, fuck you!’ He started to walk away, but I stopped him by wrapping my legs around him. Only then did I see the biohazard tattoo above his groin. He glared at me. ‘Look, man. I don’t have time for bullshit.’ I looked over at my boy who was now getting fucked by a skinny black guy, and pointed to him. The guy between my legs rolled his eyes. I sat up and pulled him towards me, chewing on his ear and whispering. ‘That’s my boyfriend. We usually only fuck raw, but he’s got some kinky plan…’ He grunted approval. ‘He wants me to take 18 cocks and do something with 18 cumloads…’ The guy grunted again, slapping his cock against me. ‘Besides,’ I whispered, ‘That rubber might break, and you might get to breed me.’ He pushed me down, took the condom, and grimaced as he ripped it open and rolled over his beautiful meaty cock. He rubbed it on my ass and jammed in all the way. He pulled all the way out, and repeated. I knew he was trying to break it. And I didn’t stop him. He pulled out again, looked down, and smiled. I’m sure he saw a ripped rubber around his dick. He slapped my hole with it, and dove in whispering, ‘You know you want my load, boy.’ I nodded as he slammed into me again. He held my ankles, pumping away. I shuddered knowing I was getting rawfucked just the way I like. My POZ stud jackhammered my ass and held still, firing off inside me, adding his seed to my boyfriend’s load. He pulled out and slapped my ass, sauntering away as he shook his head. The skinny black guy came in his condom and pulled out, tossing it onto my boy’s chest. Some cum dribbled out and he scooped it up, fingering his ass a little before tying that condom closed. To be continued...

Part 2 After swallowing my roommate’s cum, which I actually found tasty, I was ordered on the bed by Jeff, “On the bed slam bitch!” Jeff and Mark disappeared into the bathroom as I smoked some more from the pipe and Caleb sat on the edge of the bed recovering from his orgasm. I wasn’t sure what was going to happen as Caleb looked at me and let me know, “You did a fantastic job sucking my cock roomy. Did you enjoy it as much as I did?” As I was taking a hit on the pipe I shrugged my shoulders in an ‘I don’t know’ fashion. Caleb added, “Were going to have a lot more times like this back at the dorm once we get you completely out of your shell. If you like the pipe as much as you’ve been sucking on it, you’re going to love slamming.” Caleb rubbed my leg as he said this and I was blowing out a big cloud. Just then Jeff and Mark came out of the bedroom with 4 syringes in their hands and a couple pieces of rubber strips over their shoulders. Mark said, “Let’s do this?” Caleb took one of the syringes and approached my left side while Jeff and Mark were fixing the rubber strip on their upper arms. Caleb told me to relax as he tied the rubber strip on my upper arm just like Jeff and Mark had done to themselves. I watched Jeff and Mark take the syringe each had and stick it into their own arm as I felt a cool sensation on my arm. I looked to watch Caleb stick the needle into a very prominent vein as I heard coughing coming from Jeff and Mark. I looked over to see the two naked guys start to kiss with very noticeable hard dicks. After Caleb pulled the needle from my arm he quickly tells me “You will probably feel the temperature in the room jump and a mild difficulty to breathe before you cough out a few times as your breathing and heart rate will increase. Just ride your rush and let us do the work.” Caleb leaned in and kissed me as I felt him pull the rubber band form my arm. Just as he had described I felt the temperature jump and I coughed out and my breathing and heart speed up. While I felt my body become more sensitive Jeff and Mark joined me on the bed and Caleb did his own injection (I later learned was called a slam). All I could say was “Fuck, I feel fantastic.” Jeff let me know that they knew I would enjoy all this when Caleb first told us you were a virgin and never seemed interested in the opposite sex. I hear Caleb cough out as I felt Mark push my legs up and begin to lick my ass. As Jeff moved in to kiss me. I accepted the kiss with a passion I never knew I had inside me. As the two roommates were working on me I saw Caleb approach with his dick fully hard again. Jeff pulled away allowing Caleb to place his cock at my lips. This time I didn’t need a bet to open my mouth as I let Caleb slide his cock inside my mouth for the second time that night. As I sucked Caleb’s cock I felt my legs pushed farther up as the ‘attention’ my ass was getting stopped. Caleb seemed to know what I was thinking as he said to me, “Shh, don’t worry, your hole will soon be filled more than you ever thought possible” as I felt something stiff (yet soft) begin to push inside me. I thought it was going to hurt when I felt the greatest pleasure I had never felt before. Caleb took his cock from my mouth as I looked between my legs to see Mark kneeling there pushing his cock inside my ass. My head was pulled to my right side and Jeff gave me his cock to suck. Caleb moved in behind Mark while I started to suck Jeff. Mark pushed his cock deep inside me as it looked like Caleb was working his cock inside Mark. Once they were positioned Mark resumed fucking me and himself back onto Caleb’s cock. I’m not sure how long we were in that position before I heard Mark grunt out and I felt his cock spasm inside my ass. Mark leaned in kissed me and pulled his softening cock from my ass. He was replaced by Jeff who slid inside my hole very easily followed by Caleb sticking his cock inside Jeff. Jeff began the same thing Mark had just done fucking me and himself back on Caleb. Mark moved up to my head and put his limp cock at my lips. I was already opening my mouth as he told me to clean his cock off. The taste of Mark’s cock was slightly different then Caleb’s tasted. That’s when I heard Jeff ask me, “Yeah, you like the taste of your ass on my cock mixed with my cum, don’t you?” Again I wasn’t sure how much time had passed when I heard Jeff begin to moan and groan that I never heard from Mark and he let it known that he was about to fill me with his load. I felt his cock expand and spasm within me as he filled me with his load. After he was done filling me he leaned in for a kiss and pulled out letting Caleb get his turn at my ass. Caleb quickly filled me with his monster of a cock as Jeff had me clean his off. While I had Jeff inside my mouth I felt a ‘push’ from Jeff as I saw Mark was behind him apparently sliding his cock inside his roommate’s hole. Caleb was slowly fucking me as I sucked Jeff who was getting fucked by Mark. It was almost like a scene from a porno. I felt Jeff’s cock begin to harden in my mouth as Caleb began to really work my ass. I’m not sure how long we were in this position but I could tell that it seemed that Mark and Jeff were getting close. It seemed that the two came almost simultaneously as I was eating my second load of cum. The two roommates took a seat on the edge of the bed as they watched Caleb start to pound my ass. Caleb’s cock felt great inside me as it felt like it kept getting harder and harder. Almost like he did when I sucked his cock he reached down, rubbed my chest as he complimented me on how great my ass felt, how tight my body looked and what a great year we were going to have from this point on. Caleb leaned in to kiss me as I felt him explode deep inside me. After our kiss as he kept working his cock inside my cum filled hole we looked into each other’s eyes as if we made a life altering connection. This went on for two more days with a few more slams to keep us going before we headed back to the dorms. By the time Caleb and I got back to our room I was drained and ready to sleep. It was apparent that things were going to change, instead of climbing into my bed, Caleb and I climbed into his together. Our life as roommates did change. I have to remember to thank the dorm manager for making this arrangement.

“I want you to seed my ass tonight.” I sent the message and followed it up with some pics of my body and my hole, hoping to entice the gorgeous dude who was apparently nearby, visiting from out of town. A brief conversation followed. Him: “Fuck yes. Time and place? My bf and I would love to sample some of the local hole.” Me: “Later tonight, we will work out the details. Just follow my lead.” Him: “K. U see I’m POZ?” Me: “Yes, yes, and hell yes. This conversation didn’t happen, OK? Just follow my lead and I promise it’ll be worth your while. Tell your bf the same.” Deleting the messages from my phone, I joined Jake, my boyfriend, who was seated in the living room. I showed him the photograph of the ‘gorgeous dude’ asking “Are you interested in playing with this guy and his boyfriend? Maybe the four of us could get together tonight and have some fun.” Jake glanced at gorgeous guy’s sculpted torso and grinned at me in approval. Immediately I shot gorgeous guy this message. “Hey sexy. My bf and I are close by. We’re wondering if you and your bf would like to meet for a drink?” A tense minute followed during which I hoped gorgeous guy would follow my lead. He seemed to understand my subterfuge as this dialogue suggests. Him: “Sure bro. Nice chest, would love to see more. I’m 6’2 200 8c, my bf is 5’9 170, ripped, 7uc.” <sent pic of fat 8” cock> Me: “Great dick dude. I’m 5’11 170 7c, bf is 6’ 170, skinny with a 8 cut dick” <sent pic of bubble ass> Him: “Sweet ass bro. Bf is vers, I’m top. Both poz. That cool?” Me: “Bf is vers too, I’m bottom. Poz cool - we are on PrEP, and use condoms too. There’s a bar on the corner of 8th and Main. Meet you there in 30?” Him: “See you there.” Now, I should give you a bit of background. Jake and I have been a couple for five years or so, and had recently decided to spice things up by playing with others. Always together, and the only way Jake would consider it was if we both went on PrEP and used condoms every time. In fact, he makes it a sort of ritual whenever we play with someone: we simultaneous took our pill, and he would then put the condom on the guy fucking me (and vice versa), always using our own rubbers, never theirs. What can I say? He has trust issues. We headed to the bar, and the moment we walked in, we spotted them immediately. In our relatively small city, hot new guys like this don’t go unnoticed. We headed over and made our introductions - Joey and Jake, meet Andre and Alex. Looking even better than in his pictures, Andre was a tall black slab of beef, solid and masculine, and Alex was a Latin muscle god. Both accustomed to turning heads, I could tell they were sizing us up and deciding if they’d made the right choice. I knew I might have to work to keep their interest, so I muscled my way in between them to order Jake and myself a drink, taking the opportunity to grind my ass into Andre’s crotch while I did so. Subtlety is not my strong suit, but it seemed to work. I felt his strong hand go to my hip and I felt him growing behind me, from what was already an impressive lump into something that felt a bit scary. Meanwhile, Alex cozied up with Jake, and we had a nice conversation over our drink. Formalities out of the way, I leaned in and whispered to Andre, “Let’s get out of here - it’s a little too crowded here. Why don’t we head up to our place and see what kind of trouble we can get into?” With that I winked and smiled at him, then grabbed Jake’s hand and led us out of the bar. They followed us around the corner to our building and up the three flights to our apartment. Stepping inside, Andre pinned me against the wall and put his mouth on mine, hungrily kissing me while Alex did the same with Jake. My hands explored Andre’s muscled chest, strong biceps, broad back, coming to rest on his impossibly taut booty. His hands made a bee line for my ass, kneading my bubble cheeks before undoing my jeans and sliding one hand inside, feeling my exposed crack where he expected fabric, I’m sure. I’d been sure to wear my sluttiest jock briefs, for easy access just in case. He let out a little growl as his finger slid into my crack and toyed with my hole. From the grunts and moans I heard across the hall, I’m imaging Jake was receiving the same treatment. The two visitors then led us into the living room, where they both promptly dropped their pants and underwear, sitting next to each other on the couch. Wordlessly, Andre spread his legs, pointing at his fully erect, rock hard cock. I dropped to my knees and admired his huge ball bag up close, sniffing and licking on it before running my tongue up the underside of his shaft. Jake joined me on the floor, and the two of us showed off our oral skills for our guests, occasionally looking over at each other with our mouths full of cock. It turned me on so much to see him sucking a big uncut Latin dick, and I know he enjoyed the sight of me with my cheek bulged out, lips open wide, servicing a huge black cock. My hole was twitching, it was so ready to take this monster I’d been servicing. I stood up and led Andre into the bedroom, and Jake and Alex soon followed. I finished stripping out of my clothes, but left my briefs on. As Jake went to his nightstand for supplies, I quietly opened mine and grabbed the small baggie and snuck it into my undies. Andre gave me a questioning look, but I just winked and smiled, shaking my head in my boyfriend’s direction. I then pulled Andre down on top of me, encouraging him to crawl between my spreading legs. Jake could see how horny I was, so he jumped right into our ritual. “Joey and I welcome you guys into our home and our bed, but the agreement we made with each other is that we be as safe as possible. I hope you’ll understand. But we try to make it fun too, so we have a little routine we do whenever we play.” He then popped open the bottle of Truvada and shook one out into each of our palms. Each of us extended his tongue, and the other placed the little blue pill onto the other’s tongue, which each of us immediately swallowed. Finishing up with a brief kiss. Jake then grabbed a condom and tore it open. He slid it down over Andre’s huge dong, not without some struggle. He then squirted some lube on it and greased him up good, before pointing him at my hole. My legs were spread wide, my briefs bulging with my hard on and my ass fully exposed and open. As soon as his head touched my hole, I twitched and gasped, and Andre pressed into me as Jake stroked his condom-covered shaft. He got about halfway into me before he paused to let me get used to the assault, at which point Jake went back to concentrating on Alex. When I saw Alex grab Jake’s head and pull him down to choke on his cock again, I knew this was my chance. I reached into my briefs and pulled out the baggie, which Andre could now see contained a clumped-together blue mass. I opened the bag, brought it up to my mouth, and dropped out the Truvada I’d hidden under my tongue, the spit-soaked pill joining all the others as I zipped it back up and tucked it in my briefs. I smiled at Andre and grabbed his ass cheeks, pulling him the rest of the way into my hole. I felt him throb and saw a little glimmer cross his eyes as we connected in that moment, him beginning to understand my earlier instructions to follow my lead. He was balls deep inside me, but the devilish grin on both our faces indicated we both wanted more. A low guttural moan broke our little moment, and we both looked over to see Alex straddling Jake and sinking down on to his eight incher. I was surprised until I remember Andre saying Alex was vers. I found myself understanding why he wanted Jake’s fat one in his hole – it is, after all, pretty fuckin’ spectacular, but it was nothing compared to Andre’s piece. And the fact that the cock currently invading my hole had a little something extra made me leak into my straining briefs. Just then, Andre decided to start to pull out and thrust back in. I let out a squeal as he began to fuck me and tried to regain my composure. I looked at Jake and saw him lost in ecstasy as Alex’s hole gripped him as he bounced on it. Alex then pulled himself off and got on all fours, facing away from us. I watched as Alex mounted him from behind, his cute ass almost smacking Andre as he started to thrust. It was then that I reached down and put my fingers around the base of Andre’s cock. As he continued to thrust in and out, my fingers kept up their pressure, catching on the last bit of rolled up condom. I would release as Andre sank into me, then squeeze as he pulled out, rolling the rubber up slightly. We repeated this for many strokes, locking eyes for the entire process. I saw a hunger in Andre and felt an animal desire start to take over as he did his part in assisting me in removing the protective sheath from his cock. When there was only one small bit remaining, Andre pulled out of me completely as I slipped the rubber off over his head and deftly placed it in my briefs next to the baggie. Grabbing his bare cock, I guided it back to my hole and pulled on his ass with my other hand. I saw his eyes roll back as his raw dick penetrated my hole. He had a delicious smile on his face as our deception played out, my boyfriend fucking his boyfriend right next to us. They were lost in their own private moment, completely oblivious to the secret connection between Andre and me. As he slid into me balls deep, I pulled Andre down for a deep kiss, our tongues intertwining. I could feel him throbbing inside me, and could swear I felt my ass get a little wetter, probably his precum lubing me from deep inside. By means of some serious twisting I was able to whisper in his ear “Man, I want your toxic cum inside me, bro. I want you to charge me up!” He picked up his rhythm then as we heard the sound of Jake’s body slapping against Alex’s as he pounded him hard. Andre grabbed my legs and spread them wide, taking an opportunity to look down at his huge bare dick sliding in and out of my hole. I patted the small bulge in my briefs, indicating the un-ingested PrEP pills and his rubber. I pulled my briefs to the side so my dick could escape, grabbed the condom and quickly rolled it onto my cock. I could tell by Jake’s breathing that he was getting close to cumming. I nodded to Andre in their direction, letting him know we had to make this happen. He responded by fucking me harder than I’ve ever been fucked before - a passion I’d never experienced erupted from his muscle body. He was deep dicking me, long strokes, his huge black ball sac slapping my ass on every insertion. Meanwhile I stroked my rubber-clad dick with vigor, only to hear Jake grunt “I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna cum!” Jake’s pace increased, and the grunts and groans that accompanied his orgasm pushed Andre over the edge. Staring directly into my eyes, he mouthed the words, “I’m gonna breed u” as he shoved in deep one last time. I felt an explosion inside me as his cock propelled jet after jet of diseased cum into my guts. The realization that I’d finally made it happen - I’d taken my first poz load - and that it was happening with my boyfriend right next to me, clueless, it made me shoot my three day load and fill the condom I’d slipped from Andre just moments earlier. Rope after rope invaded my hole from Andre as my own cum overflowed the rubber that was covering my cock. As I felt the bed shifting when Alex and Jake were turning to see how we were getting along, I swiftly pushed Andre’s now softening cock from my hole and pulled the rubber from mine in one motion. I held it down next to his monster and stroked his cock as I pretended to remove it from him. I held it up to Jake as he held his up, both of us tying off the cum-filled rubbers and letting them drop onto the floor, as the four of us collapsed in a heap on the bed. Jake kissed me deeply as we watched Alex and Andre make out a bit. I then pulled Andre down to me and as our breathing began to calm down, I spooned him and whispered into his ear, “I want you two to spend the night. I’m getting Alex’s load too before you guys head out of here.” A smile, a wink, and a sigh as he rolled over and pulled my arm around him. He had no plans to go anywhere any time soon.

Life is all about choices. Some are good, some bad. There is no blueprint. What works for one can be another's downfall. I don't judge and could care less what others think of the choices I make. This is my story as of now. First a little about me. My name is Max. I am a fit 43 year old man. Taller than most, not overly muscular but well defined at 175 pounds. I have brown hair with a bit of grey at the temples. Light dusting of hair on my chest with a treasure trail leading down to an 8 inch dick. Truly versatile but I go through phases where I lean more top or bottom. Depends on the man/men and the situation. Did I forget to mention that I am poz? 25 years now. Truth is at the time I converted at 18 I was one horny teenager but I wasn't half the slut I am now. Hardly ever fucked, spent most of my time sucking cock and when I did fuck I could count on one hand the times I bottomed. But it only takes one right? Choices. After testing poz I met a guy at university and we were together for 15 years. We did the safe sex bit adding a few drugs to the mix every once in a while and settled into a predictable sexual routine. Over the years we become better friends than lovers and decided to part amicably. I moved to another coast and even though we don't see each other as often as we would like we remain good friends. After moving I went through a bit of a difficult time dating wise. Had a few rejections due to my status and retreated into myself and entered a celibate phase for a few years. I was in a bad head space and thought I was too toxic to have a fulfilling sex life. Might have done things differently knowing then what I know now but that rough period led me to being the man I am today. Again choices. One night I decided that enough was enough. I knew from the gay rags there was a bathouse in town and decided to try it. Got there about 10 pm on a Sat night and the place was packed. Got a room, quickly stripped down, grabbed my towel and headed out to see who was there. Nervously I walked around checking things out and getting more hot and bothered by the sounds and smell of sex everywhere. On the second floor I looked into a room that was larger than mine with a sling next to the bed. On the bed was two very hot men. They looked up at me, smiled and asked if I would like to come inside. With my dick pointing the way I said yes and made my way over to them.The first guy introduced himself as Brandon (mid 30's, black hair, scruff and built a bit larger than me) and he then introduced his boyfriend Liam (late 20's,thin and smooth, very preppy looking with a very fuckable ass). Both had very impressive cocks. Brandon said "Relax bro you look a bit tense we won't bite unless you ask us to" Brandon began to kiss me as Liam knelt down and took my cock in his mouth. It felt great but I pulled him off for a second and told them both that I was poz. Liam looked up at me with a big smile and said "No worries dude so are we and about 99% of the men in here." He then went back to my cock while Brandon postioned himself so that I could suck him as well. After awhile Brandon looked at me and asked if I partied. I told him that I had done X and coke in the past but had not done any drugs in a long time. Liam laughed and said by the looks of how hard your dick just got with the question I guess we can assume the answer will be yes. What the fuck I thought to myself. Since this was going to be my coming out party so to speak I might as well go in all guns blazing. He then reached into his bag and pulled out a large bag of crystals. "This is Tina...crystal meth...a little more hardcore than what you have done in the past but trust us it will bring out your inner whore like nothing you have done before." Brandon loaded a glass pipe and said to me "Follow my lead" He took a lighter and held it under the glass bowl until the crystals began to melt. He then told me to inhale once the smoke began to swirl in the bowl. I did as I was told, held it and then let out a huge white cloud. "Excellent" Liam said "now do a couple more and shotgun the smoke into our mouths." I did 4 more hits, trading the white clouds back and forth with them until they dissapated. Liam and Brandon then began to run their hands up and down my body. I felt electrified. "How do you feel big guy?" "Fucking fantastic". At this point I bent Liam over the bed and began to eat his hole like I was suffocating and it was my only source of oxgen in the room. He began to moan like a bitch in heat. Brandon then positioned himself in front of Liam and put his dick in his mouth. "Nothing hotter than watching a hot man fuck my slutty husband. Stick that cock in his hole and give him a recharge with your load." No one had to ask me twice. In two seconds I was balls deep and ramming my first hole in years.I couldn't believe how good it felt to plow a hot ass again. I rough fucked him for what seemed like forever, "Can't fucking hold back...here it comes...fuck fuck fuck Ugggggh." At that point Brandon unloaded into Liam's mouth and like the hungry boy he was he grabbed Brandon around the waist and pulled him further down his throat so that he wouldn't miss a drop. Liam was in bliss. "That was fucking hot! Brandon said. Then he asked me "Do you ever get fucked?" "Not for a very long time" "We are both vers, me leaning more top and Liam leaning more bottom and we would like nothing better than to flip fuck with you for a long time." Liam then said "Besides I haven't come yet and turnabouts fair play. With that he winked at me and licked his lips." "Fucking hot....I have to confess that I have literally had no sex for a long time before this and that sounds fucking fantastic" I said. Brandon handed me the pipe again. " After a few more hits I never felt better. Brandon then said "How would you like to get even higher hot man?" If you like the pipe you are going to love slamming." I then turned to them and said "If I wasn't this high I probably would never admit this to anyone but I feel a connection with you guys so here goes. Lately I have been going on Tumblr and I stumbled on some posts showing guys shooting up. At first I thought that was sick but then it became like a train wreck where you can't look away and then at some point I realized that every time I saw the needles go in and watch the rush I was becoming more and more turned on". There is this one in particular that I saw that almost made me cum hands free. There is this clean cut guy sitting on a couch. The kind of man who looks like he would never consider doing anything like this. Really preppy like a certain man I just finished fucking." With that they both laughed. "Go on" they said. When you look closer you can see that he has pumped up his nipples and is stroking a very nice dick. He also has a tourniquet on his arm.He looks to be in his late 20's. Another man leans in and very quickly and expertly delivers the hit. You can't really see him but in my mind he is slightly older and is the one to have corrupted him in the past. Within seconds of getting slammed he coughs and you see the rush take over him. His dick remains rock hard the whole time. As you see it hit him harder he begins to say "Fuck... Fuck yeah" and keeps stroking his cock. He then looks off camera to the guy who slammed him and says "David come fuck me". Then the clip ends. " I have watched that on a loop over and over. Sometimes I imagine I am the kid and sometimes I imagine I am the man about to rape his ass. Either way that was the clip that made me realize I would try this if the situation ever presented itself but really thought it was going to stay a fantasy." Brandon then told me to get into the sling. He gave me back the pipe so that I could take a few more hits which he told me later was to make sure that I didn't change my mind. Liam went back into their black playkit and pulled out 6 syringes. "Let's kick this needle fetish of yours into high gear" he said with a nasty grin on his face. "Slamming can affect your dick one of two ways. It either makes you harder than you have ever been in your life or you can get tina dick and go soft for hours. We have some Viagra but we prefer to use that more as a booster. The best way to a lasting party hard on is something called Trimix that gets injected directly into your dick and in a few minutes it will turn to steel. Then we are going to slam you into the stratosphere. Watch Brandon first." I watched as he wiped his dick with an alcohol wipe and then uncapped a syringe with a very small needle. I winced as I watched him inject his cock. It was over in a second. He then took a tourniquet and placed it on his arm. He walked over closer to the sling so that I could get a better look. "Keep your eyes on this. If you listen closely you can hear a small pop as the needle penetrates the vein." While he was doing that Liam very quickly and expertly injected the Trimix into my cock. I was too distracted and high to think about it. He then walked around behind Brandon so that I would be able to watch him inject his dick at the same time Brandon shot up. "Here goes...you next big boy" I watched as the needle was inserted into his vein and watched him pull back blood into the chamber. "That's the flash...look how hard your dick is getting....here I go" With that he pushed the liquid back into his arm. "Holy shit...." His entire body started to shudder. His eyes became wide as he coughed and rushed. "Damnnnnnnnnnn" With that he knelt down in front of the sling an began to eat out my ass. Liam came back around now sporting his own impressive hardon and said "Our turn". With that he tied tourniquets on both of our arms. Expertly he inserted a needle into his own vein but did nothing until he got me ready. As I felt the needle go into my arm I swear I could have come right then and there. He pulled back on the plunger first me then him. "Are you ready to unleash your inner whore hot man?" With that he pushed the plunger in, me first, then him and. released both of our tourniquets at the same time. "Holy fuck....holy fuck....FFFFFFUUUUUCCCCKKKKKKK!" We both started coughing and I felt like I was on fire. My ears started ringing and all of the heat started going towards my hole which was still being expertly licked by Brandon. Now I new exactly how that man in the Tumblr clip felt. "Someone fuck me pleaseeeee!!! Liam stepped around and began to kiss me as Brandon stood up, lubed my hole and shoved in balls deep in one thrust. "Can't wait for you to unload in him so that I can fuck that cummy ass" Liam said. With that Brandon and I locked eyes as he began to power fuck me. Dark eyes, black eyes without irises.Nothing but black pupils."Fuck me Fuck me Fuck me Fuck me" He continued to ram fuck my ass. Time stopped can't say how long he fucked me. Then that magic moment. I felt his dick begin to stiffen and throb. His eyes rolled back into his head. "Can't hold back....going to load you up NOWWWWWW!!!!" Pulse after pulse of warm sperm filled my hungry hole until he collapsed on top of me. When he pulled out I didn't think I could feel more empty but not for long. "Feed him some" I heard. With that Brandon went back to my hole and feltched out some of the cum. He then walked around to the head of the sling. "Open your mouth" Liam said. With that Brandon spit his cum flavored by my ass into my mouth and began to kiss me. Then I began to feel fingers opening up my hole. As Brandon moved down to my nipples I looked up and saw Liam looking at me with an absolutey evil grin. "Your ass is so fucking cummy already. Can't wait to get more loads in there. With that he removed his fingers and replaced them with his rock hard cock. "I am going to enjoy this". He began to slowly pump my ass and I could feel Brandon's cum getting pushed in deeper, some of it leaking out around Liam's dick as he fucked me. "You told us your dark fantasy and now that you are living it I feel I should share mine. Let me tell you how Brandon and I met. I was a circuit boy and discovered that I loved the drugs and the sex parties better than the dancing. Soon that wasn't enough for me and my twisted mind began to think of new ways to get off. Don't be too sure that the older guy corrupted the younger guy in that Tumblr clip you told us about.I have always looked like a clean cut boy. Nothing dangerous. Good boyfriend material. The kind of man you would bring home to meet the family. I decided to use that to my advantage. Like I said I loved my drugs. My dealer told me that if I was able to bring him more clients I could get product for free. He kept fucking as he talked. Sometimes slowly, sometimes hard. Fuck that felt good. Brandon was watching from the bed jerking his cock with his fingers up his hole. "Damn Liam you know how listening to this gets me off" Brandon said. Liam continued..."I decided that I could use my preppy look to my advantage. I would dress up in my button down shirts and my khakis and go out looking to corrupt men to being slampigs. Nothing got me off more then or now. Looking at me no one would supect that was my intention or that I was dangerous in any way. I had met Brandon at this point and there was something about him that made me feel I had found a filthy, dirty minded kindred spirit. I decided to share with him my plan. For my first convert I had met this jock boy who had just come out and was very inexperienced. I took him back to my place where Brandon "my roommate" was waiting in another room. When we got to the apt he saw the tina pipe on the sidetable and asked what that was. I told him I would show him as I loaded the pipe, lit it and shotgunned the smoke into his mouth. After a few hits the kid was like putty in my hands. I kept getting him higher and more horny by teasing his dick and nipples through his clothes. I then got up and turned on the TV which was connected to my laptop. First I put on some bareback porn as we both got naked. As he was mesmerized by what was on the screen I took advantage and put a couple of tina shards up his ass as his dick was in my mouth. His ass practically devoured my fingers. Time for phase two. I switched the TV over to a file I had created with various slamming vids on a loop. Gave him the pipe again and made him take 3 big hits. His eyes were glazed over as he watched man after man on screen giving in to the needle. I whispered in his ear "Do you want to try it?" My roommate is a paramedic and can give the shots. Before he could answer I stuck my cock in his hole and started to fuck him slowly. Like I am doing to you now. Of course he said yes. Once he hit on the pipe for the first time I knew it would only be a matter of time. Brandon had changed into medical scrubs to make it look more authentic. I called to him and asked if he could do us a favor and administer the shots. He slammed us both and then we took turns spit roasting the jock. Since then Brandon and I have introduced many more Tina whores into the world." He began to fuck me harder as I felt Brandon's cock going into my mouth. "Slamwhores.....just....like....you.......FUCKKKKKKKKKKK.....He began to piston fuck me, pulling his cock all the way out and then ramming it back in...GONNA.....LOAD....YOU...UP.....UUUUGGGHHHHHHHH.....NOW!!!!!" With that I felt volley after volley of juice loading up my hungry hole. Brandon said "CAN'T...HOLD....OFF.... and began to shoot in my mouth which I swallowed hungrily. After awhile Liam prepared more shots and went off in search of new prey. We on the other hand waited in the hall until the moment came after the newbie was corrupted and we could walk in through the unlocked door to use and charge up his hungry hole. Fast forward a few years. Brandon and Liam have become my best friends and fuck buds. Liam continues to corrupt men to the world of slamming. Brandon and I are more than happy to assist him in any way possible. Changing the world. One slamwhore at a time. As I said earlier. Choices.

Grindr is weird. This guy last night was just constantly asking to meet and it came off as pushy. I felt a little bad for not meeting but I just had to go with my gut it felt weird. Now I'm having the opposite problem lots of guys hit me up and will chat but either a) don't like my being positive they chat for a little then just disappear or quit chatting. I chatted with a hot guy today and agreed to meet him, and he even called me like 10 minutes before, and when I got there and knocked on the door 5 times no answer. I felt like a fool. Par for the course I guess. I don't get game playing.

this is probably the best advice you could get. but also, for many of us, we have had a lot of no shows....guys who talk big but never follow through. you guy may have just been frustrated that he was unable to meet someone who would follow through with all the "hot" chat. at risk of being thought of as a slut (well perhaps I am!!) last weekend i chatted/e-mailed with 10 different guys who either contacted me first or I reached out to. Six of them agreed to meet.....and I agreed to host. Only three showed up. One of the other three did text later to say he changed his mind...but the other two just never showed up. I find that is about typical......probably jerked off as we chatted and were "done". you guy may have been running into a lot of those guys...and knew that if he could get to meet you, that you would likely wanna fuck.

Go with your gut. If you feel something is off, it tends to be. If you do decide to meet him, let it be public (coffee or something).

The couple of days I'd spent in the Hollywood motel were fun. I didn't get quite the amount of anonymous loads that I had been hoping for. But enough to keep me satisfied. Anyway, the last night I was there, I had posted on Craigslist that I would be sucking dick and bottoming in my hotel room. I had several quick replies from str8, married guys in the area that wanted to come over for a fast blow job on their way home from work. So, I had a rapid succession of guys coming in for some quick blow and goes. But, what I really wanted was to get fucked. Finally, when I was about to give up and drive to a bathhouse, I got a reply from a guy in Pasadena. He said he wanted to come over to fuck. He said he was primarily straight. But found fucking guys to be easier, than to find women to fuck. I gave him my hotel address and room number. And he said he'd be there within the hour. An hour past and he hadn't shown up. Oh, well....... Another Craigslist flake, I thought. Just then there was a knock at the door. I opened the door to my motel room to find a guy about 50 years old. 5'6", very thin, with long, shoulder length, gray hair. I invited him in. Once inside the room, I could see his face. Not the most handsome guy. But we quickly undressed, and I could see he had a very nice physique and a long cock. I started off on my knees, sucking his already hard cock. He had about 7" rock hard inches. With a nice, thick shaft and mushroom head. I sucked him for several minutes, then he moved to the bed and knelt on the edge of it. I knelt behind him on the floor and began to eat his asshole. He was squirming and moaning as I worked my tongue deep up inside his hole. Finally, he laid down on the bed and asked me to suck him again. I sucked until he was starting to ooze precum from his piss slit. Then I straddled him and sat down on his cock. Slowing taking it all the way up inside me. I rode him like that for about 5 minutes. He and I were pinching and teasing each other's tits as I rode his cock. From then, he would push me into every position possible, trying to get his dick as far into me as he could. Finally, with me on my back, he was fucking me missionary style and he leaned forward until our lips were less than an inch from each other. He had said he was str8. So, I wanted him to make the first move, as to whether he wanted to kiss or not? Finally, I couldn't take it anymore, with his lips so close to mine. Feeling his breath on my lips. I lifted my head just an inch and kissed him. He put his hand behind my head and pulled my face even closer to him and slid his tongue in my mouth. We kissed passionately as he pounded into me even harder and deeper. Finally, he let out a loud groan and grinded his cock deep into me as he filled my ass with his load. He then pulled out of me and we cuddled as we both caught our breaths. Soon, he was hard again. We repeated it all, with me sucking and rimming him. Then he'd mount me and fuck me....... Cumming inside me for a second time. After another short breather, he fucked me for a 3rd time. This time, I was on my side as he laid beside me. He came a 3rd time. Then we laid there for an hour, chatting and getting to know each other. He told me that he was an artist. He'd always been "curious", but had never acted on it, other than a few times when he was drunk in College, many decades ago. He finally had his first m2m encounter through Craigslist a few months previous. And had taken to it like a fish to water. He made me promise that I would contact him every time I come to Los Angeles. And I certainly will.

This was an incredibly hot story that ought to be turned into a very hot porn scene with most of the story intact. Heck, it should be a challenge also to 2 boyfriends and a third guy who they will smoke up and point. There are so many variations that could take place here. I hope there will be some more chapters of this story, i.e. some of the other adventures the three of them participated in when corrupting hot gay men and having them slam, fuck raw, and load each other up. I know that practically every porn company out there would be scared to produce such a video scene let alone a collection of scenes for a wild and twisted slam fuckfest film, but perhaps there will be a brave director out there who can subtly suggest the slams even if you don't see the pin going into the vein or if you see the smoke but not the pipe. After all, it's the suggestion and the reaction that makes us cum to these stories every time.

Getting whored out by a mate and he wants to see me take lots of spunk up my hole. Looking for tops to come and dump their loads in me then leave for the next guy to add another. Need to break my 11 load record! Pump and dump only, taking place in Vauxhall. There's a party listing for this on BBRT too

Choose Your Poison: Part 4 - SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! The Ripper’s leather, gloved hands double-tapped each of my ass cheeks good and hard and I had to bite the end of the pillow so I would not cry out or say something. I remembered Rule #4 – and all the others – as my exposed hole clenched with each hit. I fumbled with the poppers in my little anonymous sheet tent, and the next SMACK made me spill half the bottle onto the bed. As stained and dirty as I knew the mattress was, that wouldn’t matter, and the aroma mixed in well with the deep smell of piss and other bodily juices already there. Dry, leather, coated fingers then jammed into my sphincter. “HMMM….THAT FAG GURL PUSSY HAS BEEN USED, FUCKING CREAMPIE PRINCESS….HMMMM…” Ripper said as he pulled his gloved fingers out of my ass, sniffed and huffed them like a pig hunting truffles before slurping them clean and pushing back in. I almost purred knowing I had pleased him so far. He then twisted his fingers around like mini-drones exploring a cave and suddenly pain flared through my tender ass. Ripper laughed, “BAAAHHHAA – FUCK THAT’S RIGHT – FEEL THOSE ARMOR INSERTS IN MY FINGERTIPS SCOOPING YOUR GUTS OUT? MAKING THOSE ASS LIPS NICE AND TENDER, HOT RED, SORE AND WETT. YOU JUST WAIT UNTIL I’M FUCKING DONE.” I had to shove a fist full of the dirty sheet into my mouth to keep from crying out and begging him to stop. Ripper pulled his fingers all the way out again, I sighed, relaxed, then arched my back as he now forced three fingers back in and started jack hammering my rectum. “LOOSEN THAT HOLE UP – SLOPPY CUNT – THAT’S WHAT I LIKE TO SEE – DIRTY NUTT DRIPPING OUT – PRIMED TO BE MY FUCKING FLESHLIGHT. YOU CUM CHASING, MUTT FAG. LOOKING FOR THOSE BUGS. DESPERATE FAGGOT COME CRAWLING TO MY BOOTS, TRYING TO BE A QUEEN OF SPADES. WELL KITTY KITTY I GOT YOU AND NOW HOLD ON FOR SOME NASTY ASS SHIT.” Ripper mercilessly finger-fucked my ass and then just as suddenly stopped, yanked his fingers out, and smacked his lips as he licked the leather gloves clean. My chest was heaving as I was panting and took advantage of the brief respite to hit the poppers. Fuck it. I dumped the rest of the bottle onto the mattress under me and buried my face in the filth and inhaled several times. I heard a couple of snaps, a zipper, the sound of leather shifting, then SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! This time though it was not Ripper’s hands banging me like a drum, but his big, daddy dick. “I LIKE MY HOLES TENDER INSIDE AND OUT,” Ripper said as he continued beating on my ass with his hard, weighty dick. “MY DICK IS THICK AS SHIT AND YOU BETTER BE SCARED. YOUR PUSSY LIPS WILL GET TORE UP, SWOLLEN, LOVE SEEING THAT SHIT GRIP MY DICK WHEN I PULL OUT, SHOWING ME HOW MUCH THAT ASS WANTS IT. YOU DO WANT IT DON’T YOU?” I dared not reply in case it was a trick. Ripper chuckled, “GOOD BITCH. YOU OBEY WELL. YOU MAY ANSWER – ONE WORD ONLY – YOU DO WANT IT DON’T YOU? YOU WANT MY AIDS IN YOU? YOU WANT ME TO RIP YOU UP? YOU WANT TO TAKE THIS RAW STROKER AND DEEP POKER?” In the silence that followed, I was almost lost in the rhythmic feeling of his dick beating my ass muscles, then remembered he said I could answer so I raised myself up on my arms a little and firmly stated, “YES!” Then almost silently without realizing it I said, “Master,” as I lowered my face back down to the dirty mattress. The room grew still. Fuck, had he heard that? Did I mess up? Please no, please no, please no. I wanted to cry in shame, frustration, anger. My fears fled when Ripper’s mushroom tipped dick touched my wet hole. “I HONESTLY DON’T CARE IF YOU WANT IT OR NOT. YOU’RE GETTING RAPED EITHER WAY. PART OF ME WAS HOPING YOU’D SAY NO. BAHAHA – NOT LIKE YOU COULD GO TO THE COPS. THEY SURE DON’T HAVE A FORM FOR MUTT-FAG-BUG-CHASERS WHO GOT WHAT THEY ASKED FOR. I’M GOING TO STRETCH YOU OPEN LIKE THE WHORE YOU WANT TO BE. THE WHORE YOU ARE ON THE INSIDE. COAT THOSE CHAPPED PUSSY LIPS WITH ALL MY NUTT AND GET MY FUCKING FREAK ON. YOU READY TO GET RIPPED?” No response was expected or given to this question as he positioned himself – ready to hit the 8 ball in the corner pocket. I breathed deep, savoring the mattress-soaked aroma of poppers and piss. Relishing that I was in a sleazy hotel in a strange city, ready to get used by some anonymous dude and filled with AIDs cum. Ripper slammed his cue, the pocket got filled, and the searing pain spread through my body like a Phoenix. Blazing, hot, and all consuming. Ripper drove into my ass with his horse dick. No mercy was asked and none was given as he let the whole world know I was his, “BUSTED THAT ASS WIDE OPEN LIKE PUSSY – RIPPING IT WIDE – RIPPING IT DEEP – RIPPING IT SIDE TO SIDE. TEARING THOSE WALLS DOWN. WHERE’S THAT SECOND HOLE? WHERE’S IT HIDING? YEAH FUCK THERE IT IS AND POW – THAT SHIT’S WRECKED TOO NOW.” The bed was rocking back and forth and banging hard against the wall. The windows rattled, the mattress and box spring squeaked as his hips made contact with my now reddened skin. He was murdering my asshole with his killer mandingo dick. I was being used and power fucked beyond imagining when I finally just let go – my whole body let go – and I became nothing but a willing hole, a receptacle for his AIDs cum. “THAT’S WHAT I’M TALKING ABOUT, THAT SNATCH JUST SCRABBLING FOR MY DICK, SWALLOWING ME DEEPER!” Ripper exclaimed. “I OWN THAT HOLE.” Thrust after thrust, steady, hard, and deep, my anonymous assailant pounded me into total submission. Ripper picked up speed, his dick swelled, “NOW FOR MY BABIES IN THAT WHITE WOMB – YOU BETTER CALL POISON CONTROL BECAUSE I AM GOING TO SHOOT MY TOXIC DRANO IN THAT HOLE.” In preparation for his seed, Ripper planted his full weight on my ass with both leather, gloved hands. He then pushed down, and to the sides, stretching my hole further making me squat. “FUCKING AIDS WHORE, GOING TO INFECT YOU GOOD. RIGHT HERE – RIGHT NOW – OH HELL YES THIS NUTT IS GOING DEEP - OPEN THAT FUCKING CUNT UP – OPEN IT – SLOPPY FUCKING PUSSY FOR THIS NUTT – HERE YOU GO – HERE YOU GO – THAT’S RIGHT….GRRRRR…..AAARRGGHHH…(SNORT SNORT)….GRRR.” A few thrusts, Ripper slid his dick out of my well-fucked ass, sighed, and as I caught my own breath he slapped my ass hard with his right hand and, ‘THAT, FAGGOT, WAS JUST A TASTE. I GOT A WHOLE LOT MORE PLANNED FOR AS LONG AS YOU KEEP THE STACKS COMING AND YOUR CUNT WET YOU NASTY FUCK. YOU WILL EITHER BE TAKING MONSTER DICK TO KEEP THAT PUSSY SWOLLEN AND RIPE FOR IMPREGNANTION OR INFECTED DICK. AND I DON’T JUST MEAN DICK THAT GUYS THINK IS BIG. I MEAN THOSE BULL HUNG, DONKEY-DICKED, MOTHERFUCKAS WHO ALWAYS COMPLAINING PUSSY TOO TIGHT OR BITCHES RUN FROM THEM. I PUT THE WORD OUT AND GOT SOME TRUE FREAK ASS JOINTS PLANNING TO BOUNCE ON YOUR SHIT. THIS IS BUSINESS AND FOR THE NEXT 3 DAYS YOU JUST A FUCK DOLL FOR ALL THE DIRTY-ASSED-NASTY-EXTREME-FREAKED-OUT-FUCKERS WHO NEED A BUCK AND A PUSSY. YOU’LL GET FUCKED NON-STOP AND WHEN YOU’RE LIMPING TO THE PLANE SO FUCKING SORE AND TORE UP IT HURTS TO TAKE A STEP, YOU’LL BE PRAISING ME – THE RIPPER – FOR GIVING YOU WANT YOU DESERVED.” I heard a zipper, snaps, his leathers as he moved back to the chair. There was a pause, then the door to my room closed and I waited as the THUMP, THUMP, THUMP of his exit echoed down the hall. I quickly untangled myself and threw the dirty sheet back, and ran to the front window. A quick wipe of the grime on the glass with my forearm and I was able to see the street and shivered as I stood watching, and waiting, and then I saw him. Ripper looked up, the mirrored front of his motorcycle helmet hiding his face but I could imagine him smiling, at least I hoped he was. He looked tall, muscular, with broad shoulders that were snug in a black leather motorcycle jacket that had red hatches on the shoulders and two red bands on the biceps. The black leather pants highlighted his form when he swung his leg over his bike. The engine started, the rumble, roar, and exhaust announced his departure. I hobbled back towards the bed, realizing how hurt, sore, and tore up my ass was. The cash I had left for him on the chair was gone, but he had left the money that was in my wallet, which I guess made me happy. Any further thoughts were interrupted as Booker opened the door from the bathroom and sauntered in with an older looking white guy trailing behind. “Damn fuck. We could hear that ass being taken through the walls. Got old Chester here all in a frenzy. Ain’t that right Chester? Yeah. Chester’s got some drippy dick for you but before he dirties it up, bend over and pull your cheeks apart. I need to take a few shots on the cell phone and let folks know what’s coming and what’s on offer.” I bent over the bed and showed Booker my AIDs filled hole. Every heart beat pulsed in my ass and I knew from his and Chester’s admiring comments that they liked the ‘post-Ripper’ view. “OK,” Booker instructed, “Now a few action shots showing Chester’s dirty dick in your ass. Poke it out good so I can get a clear shot of what a skank whore you are. Fuck Chester your dick is messed up! Oh…wait…hold on...Christ. That was fucking quick. Alright Chester get that nutt. We got to roll.” As Chester fucked me determined to add to my infection, I said, “I’m not sure I can right now. I may need just a little break.” Booker laughed, cuffed my head, “YEAH RIGHT. I KNOW THE PLAN. YOU PASSED THE TEST SO THE NEXT STOP IS THE CENTRAL MISSION SOUP KITCHEN. LIL’JOHN IS WAITING AND HE TEXTED THAT HIS 11.5 INCH DICK HAS NOT HAD A WHITE MUFF IN MONTHS SO HE’S READY TO PUMMEL THAT THIRD HOLE.” Even though my body ached and I was tired, those were the magic words and I was determined to take every inch of Lil’John.

[Above: A picture of me in March 2013, immediately after taking a raw load deep in my pozzed-up cumhole.] I wasn't always a cumpig. Throughout my 20s, I was extremely careful to use condoms all the time, even in committed relationships. But when I was about 25, I discovered bareback porn, and it was the hottest thing I'd ever seen: these guys freely gave up their asses to raw tops, BEGGING for loads, celebrating cum instead of fearing it. Bareback porn felt dangerous and intense and exactly right. Soon enough, I was on the local phone chatline, talking to guys who told me all about the world of poz pigs: bugchasers, giftgivers, conversion parties. I began posting profiles on bareback hookup sites, but only as a top -- that was my compromise, my attempt to play with fire from a safe distance. But every time I had my raw dick buried in a jockpig's beautiful wide-open boybutt, I'd see the blissed-out look on his face, his muscular legs spread wide to reveal his hungry faggot cumhole. And after pounding his guts full of my DNA, I'd feel that total sense of connection as I pulled my cum-covered cock from his hole, tiny strings of jizz connecting my raw dick with his pulsing, hungry, dripping cunt. Of course, I wasn't content to live vicariously through those bottom pigs. I wanted to BE them. I finally began living the life of an unapologetic bareback pig in 2007 -- the same weekend I moved to San Francisco. It was mid-July and I was looking for a hookup online. I found a hot couple (one top, one vers); the top wanted to watch his boyfriend take raw dick. I volunteered and headed their way. When I arrived, I was happy to see that they were even hotter than their pictures. Both were in their 30s; the top, Jake, had a square jaw, wolfish eyes, and a tuft of chest hair sticking out from the neck of his T-shirt. His boyfriend, Trey, was a few years younger, clean-shaven and very preppy-looking. It was clear from their tight T-shirts that they had some seriously hot bodies under their clothes. I sat down on their couch, all of us still fully dressed. After a little bit of small talk, there was an awkward pause. Then Jake said to me, "So -- do you party?" I shook my head. "No, I've never done that." He glanced over at Trey, then back at me. "Well -- would you like to try it?" "It's no big deal either way," Trey said to me, doing his best to be as nonchalant as possible. "This stuff just makes you feel a little more horny, that's all." I shrugged. "Sure, I guess," I said. Jake flashed a little half-smile, then grabbed a pipe from a desk drawer. He put the pipe up to my lips, lit it, and told me to wait until his command. Then, when smoke began emerging from the top of the pipe, he told me to begin inhaling slowly. It was a very big hit -- he had me inhaling for a long time, and the cloud that came out of my mouth was thick and solid white -- but he registered disappointment. "That wasn't a very big one," he said. "Let's try one more." Then another. All three hits were administered under the pretense that they were too tiny to be effective. But after that third hit, I sat back, rubbed my crotch, and immediately began squirming on the sofa, feeling a strange, restless need to be naked and feel Jake's muscular, hairy body rubbing up against mine. Jake was watching me closely, nodding while he growled under his breath. "You can take your clothes off, Ben," he said, smiling that half-smile again. "Just get naked. Show off for me. You feeling good?" [Above: A picture of me taken immediately after returning from a hotel party, where I took two loads in my pighole.] I nodded. In fact, I had NEVER felt so good. As I took off my shirt and pants, Jake pulled his dick out of his pants and picked up the pipe again. His 8.5" cock was the perfect instrument for pounding another man into submission -- fat, slightly curved upward, with a mushroom head that was already dripping precum. This amazing tool, hard and glistening, bounced up and down as Jake hit the pipe. He blew the smoke into my mouth, then began running his hands all over my body. "How do your nips feel?" he asked. "They're tingling," I said. He laughed. "Yeah, they sometimes do that when you're fucked up. And how does this feel?" He ran his fingers lightly between my balls and my hole, causing me to gasp. No man's touch had ever felt this amazing. My legs immediately spread to give him easier access to a spot I never knew existed. Jake grinned again. "Nice, Ben. You ever get fucked?" "Sometimes," I said between shivering breaths, his fingers still brushing against my perineum. "Not often." "Well, you certainly look like you're in the mood for some dick," he said. "Do you want my dick inside you?" I answered with a nod. "No," he said, "Nodding isn't good enough. I asked if you wanted my dick inside you. I need to hear what you want." "I want your dick inside me," I said. "Good boy," he replied. Then a pause. "You read our profile, so you must be aware that we only fuck raw," he continued. "Did you know that?" I nodded. "I need to hear it," he said. "I know you only fuck raw." "And once I'm inside this sweet little fuckhole, I will not pull out. Period. Do you understand?" "I understand." Another pause as he continued to brush his fingers around the perimeter of my hole, my legs stretching further and further back as the Tina gave me a hunger for sex like I'd never known. "Now, unless I'm mistaken, I think your profile said that you're negative," he said. "Is that true?" A long pause. I didn't want to answer, because I was afraid that if I told him the truth, he might send me home out of concern for my health. But something about the situation -- his seductive tone, his dripping dick, his half-smile -- told me that I could be honest. "Yes, it's true," I said. "I was tested last week, and I'm still negative." "So you must be aware that the two of us are positive. Right?" "Yeah, I know you're poz." "And you still want me to fuck you?" I couldn't answer at first. All I could feel were those fingers teasing my partied-up fuckhole. "Yes," I finally said. "I still want you to fuck me." "Raw." "Yes, raw." "With our poz cocks, our poz precum, our toxic seed?" "Yes, poz." He grabbed both sides of my head, and drew me close to him so that we were looking directly into each others' eyes. "Tell me what you want, Ben. I know you've been keeping this a secret for a long time, but your secret's safe with me. And you can't get what you want until you tell me exactly what you're craving right now." "Poz seed," I choked out. I couldn't believe I was saying this, and yet I'd never been so turned on in my life. "You want poz seed blasted inside this sweet little neg fuckhole?" "Yes." "Good boy. Repeat after me: 'Please poz me, Jake.'" "Please poz me, Jake." "Louder, boy." "PLEASE POZ ME, JAKE." "Good. I'm so proud of you, Ben." He slapped my ass. "Now I think you need to go jump in the shower. You know what you're about to become? You're about to become a true bottom. Do you know what that means?" "No." "A true bottom," he said, "doesn't let fear get in the way of his top's dick. A true bottom freely surrenders his hungry fuckhole, spreads it wide for the man splitting him in half. Poz or neg, it doesn't matter. The only thing that matters is for the bottom to serve his top man like a good bottom should. It's all about embracing your role as a hot, muscular, hungry jockhole, existing solely to please pig tops. Is that what you want to be -- a true bottom? A bottom pig?" "Yes, please. Please make me a true bottom." At that moment, I saw his fat dick twitch, then ooze a heavy stream of precum onto the floor. Jake's half-smile was now a wide-open, evil grin. "Go shower up, boy," he said. "I can't wait to blast your insides full of my poz seed." MORE SOON...

I was very excited to go to my first rodeo ever. I have a hard spot for a man in tight Wranglers and Cowboy Boots so I had been wanting to go to a big Cowboy event for a long time. I got my tickets to the National Finals Rodeo in Las Vegas a year in advance and I couldn’t wait to cowboy up every day and attend all the events. I woke up early in the morning to get ready for my trip. I put on my tight Wranglers, my big belt buckle, a flannel shirt and pulled on my trusty tall buckaroos. Grabbed my bag where I was carrying two other pairs of boots, a pair of snake skins and a dressy black alligator pair, and my cowboy hat. It’s fun to see people look at you when you’re dressed up as a Cowboy at the airport, no one expects it, but you know the men want to be you. I was connecting through Houston so I was instantly excited to see more Cowboys waiting to get on the flight to Vegas. I walked around the boarding gate looking for a place to sit, and caught a bearded cowboy looking at me. There was an empty seat next to him, so I sat down as I smiled and said “Howdy”. He smiled back, tipped his hat, and straightening himself up in his seat he extended his hand and said “I’m Dustin”. “Dave” I replied “Nice to meet you”. We started chatting and as he was telling me about his rodeo experience in a heavy southern accent, I was getting lost in his brown eyes and thick bushy beard. He was wearing a pair of tight brown Wranglers, a big rodeo prize buckle and was sporting a huge bulge. As we were being called to board our flight, he gave me his card and told me I should hit him up while in Vegas. The first day of Rodeo, I texted Dustin. He told me he was getting ready for bull riding, and asked me to meet him in the holding area. He was a participant in the event, so he was in his full cowboy get up. He was wearing the tightest Wranglers, with leather chaps, and a pair of worn out, dusty cowboy boots. He had his black felt Cowboy hat on, and had his leather gloves on. When he saw me, he smiled and I walked up to him. We started talking about riding, and I could tell we were not just talking about bulls. I could not keep my eyes off of his bulge, which I swear was getting bigger. I certainly could not hide my excitement, which he quickly noticed. “I see you like ridin’ too!” “I do” I replied “I’ve been wanting to do some riding of my own while here”. “Lucky for you, I know my way around these parts. Follow me, we still got some time before it’s my turn” he said. I immediately followed him. He guided me to the back of the arena, where the steers are held. You could smell the manure and the musk of the animals. We stopped at a corner of the big pen, where it was a little dark. He grabbed me and pushed me against the railing, kissing me while grabbing my ass. I could hear our buckles cling together and our cocks desperately trying to escape from their denim confines. He quickly undid my belt and zipper, and I was ready for him to put my cock in his mouth, but he immediately turned me around, pulled my underwear down, spit on his cock and rammed it up my ass. It was so painful that I almost passed out. His dick was big and thick, and my ass had no choice but to let it in. As he fucked me, he started kissing me. I could feel his beard on my neck as I took the rodeo smells in: his musk, the animals, the rawness of it all. I was enjoying this raw fuck very much, his dick was sliding in and out so perfectly, he must have used a lot of spit. “Damn cowboy! You’re one of the tightest breeds I’ve had! Now let’s see you buck.. I have the HIV and your blood is all over my poz rod” “FUCK!” I said as I tried to get away. He had me pinned down to the metal fence, with no way to go. All I could do was arch my back and try to pull away, but the more I tried, the tighter he pushed me against the fence and the deeper he thrust his cock in me. “Yeah boy! That’s the kind of bucking I love! Here comes your rodeo prize!” And as he said that, he let out a big grunt and I could feel his massive cock pulsing as he dumped his toxic load in my ass. My own cock had been oozing with precum and as I felt his load in me, I shot the biggest load I had ever shot before. He pulled out and I fell to my knees on the mud, out of breath, and high in pleasure. “I gotta go ride my bull, but gimme a call when you can remember your name tomorrow, I’d like to give you another breedin’” As I heard his boots walking away, I pulled my pants up, put my cowboy hat back on and walked back out into the arena. Dirty on the outside, and now dirty on the inside.

I was cruising CL not too long ago when I came across an interesting post. "Blindfolded bottom wanted" was the subject, and it had me intrigued immediately. The poster was a top who provided no other personal information about himself. Here was a guy who was looking to walk into someone's house, find him blindfolded and ass up, prelubed and ready to be fucked. No talking, no foreplay, just hot fucking. Those of you who read my story from back in January will already know that this is my kind of scene. I sent him a note with a pic of my eager hole (gaped wide by the guy who was kind enough to stop fucking me long enough to take it!) and waited. In less than 5 minutes, it was on. We went back and forth for a while with directions and instructions (he wanted me in my foyer, on the floor, blindfolded with a scarf and with my lube next to me on the floor). My hole twitched at the thought of being used by another random, unseen stranger. Then came the disappointment - he only played "safe." He told me he would bring the condom. As with my Philly dark room stranger, I was disappointed, but didn't let on. I needed a cock in my ass. He must have asked me three times if I was thinking about backing out. Clearly he's had guys flake or cancel on him plenty of times before. It is CL after all, and this isn't a scene for just anyone. But as we've seen before it's definitely mine! At the appointed time, I turned out all the lights in my house, and just left the porch light on. That was how he would be able to see me in the darkened house when he arrived. I tied a winter scarf around my eyes and got down on all 4's, completely naked, with my ass pointed toward the door. My brown bottle didn't stray far from my nose as I waited in silence for his footsteps to approach. I didn't have to wait long. The door opened and I heard the rustle of fabric as he shed his clothes. Then I felt his fingers on my ass, caressing one cheek, then the other, then slipping into my crack to find my hole. With an approving grunt, he knelt down behind me and pushed my knees apart to position me in line with his cock. I felt just the tip nudge against my hole, and realized that he had never stopped to wrap his cock. Was I going to be made to take this complete stranger's load? YES! He slid about half of his shaft inside me, pausing with a sigh to relish the velvety smoothness of my hole. Neither of us said anything, but I gave an enthusiastic grunt to let him know that he felt as good to me as I did to him. That was all he needed. As he slid in and out of my hole - pulling out entirely from time to time to tease me with the head before plunging back in - the brown bottle made regular trips to my nose and I was in heaven! His balls slapped against mine and he repeatedly slapped my ass as his thrusts quickened, and I could feel his shaft getting even harder inside my hole as the sperm began flowing out of his balls. With a gasp, he lurched and gripped my hips extra-tight, and I could feel his cock jerking and spasming deep inside me as he blew his load. With one last slap of my ass he pulled out, and I felt his cum running down my balls to drip on the floor beneath me. He dressed, the last sound I heard being his zipper before the door opened and my stranger disappeared into the night.

This dude was hitting me up on Grindr. Beautiful black guy with a huge dick and great body. He wanted to come over and fuck, so I told him I fucked raw only. This guy tells me he's NEVER done that before. He told me he was looking for the right guy to load. I invited him over and as soon as he came in he immediately pulled down my pants and started playing with my ass. He sucked him off for a little bit, but he wanted my ass, so I got on all fours within 10 minutes and took his dick raw. He came twice. It was fucking awesome... Anyway, I was telling my buddy about him and I showed him a picture. My buddy was like, "Oh yeah, he's loaded me before! Awesome dick." I believe him too. Why would he lie? Haha. I was gonna give it to him anyway... Anyone ever told you it was their first time fucking bb?

hi i've been reading through a few of the posts in this topic and i thought it's only fair to share my own experiences now I've read through other member's stories.. Here are tales of my two most recent sauna visits, plus my first experience in a cruising bar backroom in Gran Canaria. I apologise for the "diary" like format, i just copy-pasted them from my blog, it was easier than typing them out again haha please let me know if it's interesting to anyone, 'cos if anyone enjoys reading about what I get up to then I will post more. If it's boring then let me know also, 'cos then I will stop typing about it haha xxx ---- Ok so I’ve been in Gran Canaria a while now and I totally love the sleazy side. The second night I was here I went to a cruising bar with a back room (called Tom’s) and got fucked bare by a really nice bearded Scottish guy called who was here with his boyfriend. He made a pass on me again a few nights later but that time he was only after oral (and I ain’t into oral), but it was nice to think he enjoyed me enough to want a second go. The following night I tried another cruising bar (I forget the name of it) and I got mega mega drunk and fucked by a younger “boy next door” Polish guy in a back room. I was really drunk and very high on strong poppers and it was a very interesting sex experience . Because I was so relaxed, I could feel his dick grinding against the front of my stomach, if that makes sense. My ass was so relaxed and open that I didn’t actually feel his dick going in and out, I could only feel the poking pressure from his cock head against my inner wall. Yeah, it felt AMAZING! He came inside me and thrust really hard and I felt like I was going to piss myself, but I didn’t. He said something funny to me, that I’ll always remember. When he found out I was from England he said to me “God bless your queen.” Lol The next night I was fucked in yet another bar, I think it was called Cruise. This time it was a chubbier bear type. He didn’t speak any English and didn’t actually say anything at all, except some German muttering just as he picked up speed when he was about to cum inside my cunt. He had a smaller dick than what I usually like, but it was very hard, very firm. He held my ass cheeks open as he worked my hole opening with his solid penis, and dipped it in and out, making my asslips quiver each time. They were so wet and used that they almost felt like rubber. Sort of like one of those rubber sex toys. Know what I mean? Anyway, it was a nice sensation. That was a quieter night than the previous few and I left just after that German bear did me. Yesterday was just a relaxing day by the pool and I didn’t get up to anything naughty, I’m tempted to go out again tonight. Who thinks I should? ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Today I went to the sauna for the first time in about two months. It had been ages since I was last fucked, probably Gran Canaria last month I think. Fortunately the sauna was a success and I had a great time, getting bareback loads. The first guy was a guy I recognised from years ago, I’m not sure if he’d fucked me previously or not. He had a nice stiff dick, he fucked me on all fours but had to stop as he didn’t want to cum yet. The next guy was a regular of mine, he has a nice sized dick and knows how to use it, he did me on my back and went really fast and hard, it was quite intense. Then I had a really short session with a guy with only one arm, which was a first for me. He did me flat on my stomach and he came quite soon, no lube with him though and there was lots of friction, I’d go with him again I think, he had a nice thickness and stiffness that I could really feel with each poke inside my cunt. Then I went with the second guy again, he did me on my back and came really quickly, I think he was just using me as a fucktoy to cum into (I didn’t mind lol). And finally I was fucked by a short beardy guy, who I had chatted to a while ago, possibly the previous year. He was fun and had a great rhythm going, I got really loose and sloppy with him and I could feel every stroke, it was ecstasy. He did me on my side with one leg held up. My twat felt soooooo used at the end of the day and sooooo warm and wet, I loved it. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- I went to the sauna on Friday and even though it was really quiet I managed to get fucked a good three times while I was there. The first guy was okay. He wasn't great looking and he didn’t bareback, but it did the job. He was around my age (mid-30s) but had a nice straight-guy-from-work sort of quality about him. He kept trying to suck me off though, which I don’t like, but like I said – he fucked me for a while and he had a nice hard erection which felt good inside me. The second guy wasn’t fun at all, I was hoping it would be so much more due to the guy being so good looking. Early forties with a nice short beard, tight body and defined chest and arms. He had a cockring on and his balls were really large, like he had injected saline in or something. He didn’t do much at all and i just walked out after a few moments, he lay on a bed and i ended up riding him because nothing else was happening. Maybe he was tired? Who knows. He never got fully hard neither, only just enough to get a condom on and slip inside me, but never stiff enough to stimulate my insides. It was okay, but definitely not great. Now, the third guy, WOOF!. Not my type at all, looks-wise. He was about 50ish and short with greying hair, but wow, he had an amazing cock and he REALLY knew how to use it. His cock had a slight curve and was a great size and shape. Perfect. I lay on my stomach with my legs spread and my arse raised as he teased my ass lips with his hot dick, it was so rigidly stiff that he never needed to use his hands to guide it into me each time he pulled out and probed it about my opening before slowly making love to my asscunt. His strokes were so passionate and so intense I came hands free and made uncontrollable vocalisations as he thrust in and out. Wow. I haven’t stopped thinking about that experience, he was awesome and i hope we run into each other at the sauna again sometime soon.

As my profile pic indicates, I love sex with black men. I love a big black cock plunging in and out of my hole until it blasts a load inside, getting me ready for the next one.....that may be a big black cock or a big white cock or a big latino cock or..... For me the only special turn on about being fucked by a black guy is the contrast of his cock with my white ass is pretty great!

fuck yeah. get that poison dick from Daddy. let him be your Daddy in more ways than one

In my opinion a loose hole is disgusting. When my cock falls seamlessly into a hole it freaks me out. A loose hole feels unnatural to me. I want to breed a natural ass not fall into a sinkhole. Like NLbear said, please let me feel like I'm the first person to fuck you that day. Similarly in a bathhouse, if I put my finger in your hole and it has been pre-lubed, then I don't wanna have anything to do with you...because I don't know how many guys have fucked you before or if you are so thirsty to be lubed in advance of, you know what. That's just the short version of how I really feel about this topic.

I've only moaned like that once and it was from a BBC - I was in HEAVEN! LOL

wouldn't it be hot if Cod was DP'd by Sam and Dad? WOOF!

Part 11 I glared at my coach, his wet cock dangling over my mouth. When I didn’t open my mouth, coach punched me hard in the guts. I fought the reaction of screaming, clenching my jaw and squinting at the pain. “Let me see if I can help you out here, Coach.” Marquise was now standing at my ass, holding what could be described as a club in his hand. The cock was light brown, contrasting with his darker skin. I couldn’t figure the length, but the width was terrifying. “Alright pussy, here comes your first black dick in that cum dump you got going on. This is gonna hurt you a lot more then it will me. I’m gonna make you regret calling me nigger.” He shoved my legs as wide apart as they would go and slammed his cock into me, ripping me apart again, taking my cherry again. I opened my mouth to scream and coach took that opportunity to shove his cock, now soft but still impressively long, in to my mouth. “Yeah, Joey, you are such a dirty little slut, taking cock at both ends. Taste all that cum, three different flavors. Suck it clean, I don’t want your fucking ass on me, or the cum.” Marquise was enjoying the pain I was experiencing as he pounded mercilessly into my hole. “Sunnofabitch. I don’t know how, but this little bitch is tighter then my girl the first time I ripped her open. You got a serious gift with this pussy.” I could hear some disgusting noises coming from my ass: a slurping noise when Marquise pulled out, a squelching sound when he slammed back in. I could feel cum drooling out of my hole, sliming my hole, my ass crack and down my back. “Hey bro, what’s the limit that we can do to this little queer?” His brother responded, “Limit? Fuck limits. This bitch is here for anything you fucking sickos can throw at him. What do you want to do?” Coach leaned across me, his cock still lodged in my mouth, and said something to his brother. “Damn, bro, you sure you want to do that to him already? He’s just a cute, innocent young boy.” I could hear the sarcasm in his voice as both started laughing. “Drink up, Joey.” I was confused until I tasted a hot, bitter fluid filling my mouth. “Oh, god, he’s pissing in my mouth,” flashed briefly in my mind, before the panic of drowning replaced it. “Start swallowing, Joey. Unless you wanna be known as the queer slut who died choking on piss while having a huge black dick stretching his ass.” The guys laughed and shouted insults at me. I started swallowing, fighting the urge to throw up with each gulp I took. Coach finally finished pissing and pulled his cock out of my mouth. “That was awesome Joey, I’ve never been able to get a woman to do that for me. I think I’m gonna have some fun using you after all you little faggot.” Coach looked me straight in the eyes, spit as hard as he could into one of them, and punched me in the jaw. “You still make me sick.” Marquise pulled my attention back to him, “Hey cunt boy, watch me.” I slowly turned to look into his face, which was covered in a gleam of sweat. The pain of the punch to my jaw, and the continued humiliation of being turned into a pussy, blocked the pain of the rape that was going on. I closed my eyes, which only caused Marquise to lash out. My eyes snapped open after he punched my balls as hard as he could. “Don’t you ever close your eyes when I’m fucking you cunt. You need to look at me and know that my black MASTER cock is raping that little white pussy of yours. Making you know your role is to be a white cunt boi for all men, but especially for BLACK MEN.” He looked me in the eyes, asking coach’s brother, “How many poz loads did he take?” “One poz and one from HIM.” Marquise smiled and grunted, “Here’s a toxic, AIDS load for your slime hole bitch.” Another load of scalding hot cum was shot deep in my guts, this one burning deeper than before. I simply mouthed, “Please, no.” “What the fuck did you just say bitch?” followed by another ball crushing punch. “Please, no. I can’t take anymore. I don’t want this.” Marquise finished pumping his seed in me. “Doesn’t matter, it’s in you boy. You got a big load of AIDS cum swimming up your guts, looking for a way in. Oh there’s a few other things in there too, been saving up for you.” He pulled his still hard cock out of my battered cunt. I reached down and could feel my hole gaping wide open. Soon, the hole retracted back around my finger, tightening up again. The brutality went on for hours, ending as the sun started to come up. I lost track of the number of cocks that fucked me, the faces becoming a blur of painful rape after painful rape. The guys were a mix of atrocious to gorgeous, skinny to fat, and younger than me to old enough to be my grandpa. In fact, one of the old guys made me call him “Granddaddy” as he raped me. The guys were freaks. Some kept me on my back, making me look in their eyes as they dumped their loads in me. Some flipped me over, enjoying ripping my head back, wrapping their arms around my throat and almost choking me unconscious. I lost track of the amount of piss I drank, only knowing that I had my own cock aimed at my face as I emptied my own bladder several times straight into my own mouth, making me the ultimate recycler. Guys forced me to take two cocks in my ass several times. The most brutal pairing was Marquise with his huge black dick and coach with his cock flaring up with his pure disgust, but he was grunting as loud as the other as he pumped loads into me. I know that some guys only did me once, while others came for seconds and thirds. One guy whispered, “Here cums my fourth load boy.” Some of the guys were even worse as they began to realize that the physical abuse was causing me pain, but there were no physical signs. I had guys strapping my back with their belts, beating my ass as they fucked loads in me. One guy repeatedly slapped me as he fucked me, smiling as he did it, saying, “Finally, I get to treat a bitch the way I really want to.” I was taken down from the table a couple of times, and had my face rubbed in the puddle of cum that had been deposited and then forced out of my hole as the fucking continued. Numerous times, guys would wipe all the cum from my ass crack and make me suck it from their fingers. Finally, the guys all dispersed. I lay there as cars and trucks roared to life and drove away. The agony was indescribable, as from head to toe there was almost no area of my body that had not been abused, assaulted and tormented. My ass was on fire, my hole tight, but still feeling the pain of all the rapes, the stretching from the double penetrations. “Get up Joey, you aren’t quite done yet for tonight.” I looked at him and said, “I can’t take anymore. Please just kill me, I can’t go on.” He laughed at my plea, but then the look on his face changed to, sympathy? “I know boy. But, this is only the beginning for you. Now get the fuck off the table, before the cleaning crew gets here. By the way, you really need to begin addressing me correctly, as Sir.” The sympathy quickly disappeared. I climbed off the table and looked around for the remainders of my pants or my shirt. “Don’t bother, they were taken by guys. You’re lucky you still have your jockstrap. Now walk to your fucking car. You don’t have a lot of time left.” He walked, I sort of hobbled/stumbled, to my car and he instructed me to get in the back seat and lay face down, with my ass up. I was afraid he was planning to fuck me and I whimpered a plea for him to not do it. “Don’t worry boy, I’m done with your ass for now.” I followed his order and he shut the door after me, getting in the driver’s seat. We drove for about 20 minutes, intermittent honking from other cars as they saw my sticking up. We arrived in downtown, in front of a tattoo shop. I heard him talking to someone on the phone and soon the door by my head was yanked open. “Come on bitch, hurry the fuck up.” I was dragged out, and then thrown over the shoulder of a huge, tattooed biker looking guy. He carried me in and tossed me down on the chair. Before I could say anything, Sir pulled out the ball-gag and blindfold again. “Open.” I chose not to fight and the ball was inserted and both it and the blindfold were strapped on me. “What’s he getting? The usual?” Sir confirmed it and mentioned a number. Over the next hour, both nipples were pierced, as was my cock. I was tattooed on my chest. The gag and blindfold were removed following an instruction to keep my eyes straight ahead. I was photographed by Sir, full body from the front and back. “Bend over and spread your ass bitch.” I did and could hear the snap of my phone camera taking a picture of my hole. “Push some of it out.” I made like I was trying to shit, and felt a load of cum slime it’s way out of my ass. “That is fucking disgusting, you faggot,” the biker said. “Don’t be dripping cum all over my floor. Clean it up.” I reached back between my cheeks and wiped all the spunk that had leaked out. “Don’t waste it bitch.” I brought my hand to my mouth and was photographed and videoed as I sucked all the cum from my hand. “Thunder, you got some clothes he can use? He seems to have lost them in all his fun last night.” I started to say something, but Thunder backhanded me across the face, almost sending me to the ground. “Shut your fucking mouth boy. Respect your owner.” I glared at him and then hung my head down. “I think I have something just right for him.” He walked into the back and returned with a shirt and white shorts. I looked at them and was immediately appalled. The shirt was two sizes too small and was stained with god knows what. The shorts were barely shorts; it’d be hard to describe them even as booty shorts. “I can’t wear these, I’ll get arrested.” “You can wear those, or walk across campus in your jockstrap, leaking cum from your pussy. Choose.” I felt shame and disgust as I slid into the shorts, which were so brief that either the leg straps or the waist strap of my jock was showing. The shirt was so tight, that it rode up on my abs, showing off the hair that led to my crotch and the new piercings were clearly visible. More pictures were taken of me in this outfit, the red flaring up in my face. Thunder asked, "Should I be expecting the bitch every week?" Sir responded, "Yeah he will be getting marked every week. And I think you're going to enjoy your payment, won't you T?" Thunder raised his hand in front, causing me to flinch. He and Sir both laughed at my reaction. Thunder said, "Don't worry boy, I won't be using this on your face, unless you're disrespectful again. No, this is going to find a wonderful home in your ass every time you come for your new marking..." “Let’s go, boy. You have somewhere to be soon…”

There's also Coffe and Cream (all bareback) at Mutschmann's on Sunday, January 3. As for Biohazard, it's hundreds of guys fucking their brains out, all bareback, while hot bareback porn plays in the background. If you are used to the US sex scene, it's much wilder and piggier in Berlin.

Ben Finds Mike - as told by Ben and Brandon As told by Ben In the weeks after Brandon’s rather leading question about my cummy ass I took advantage of his work related absences to meet up every few days with Sam or Matt and Josh or all three to fuck. Even though I knew that all of them loved taking loads, they all made sure that all their loads ended up in my hole. When I commented on this one day Matt just laughed. “We take loads regularly. You have some catching up to do.” There were even a few times when Brandon was not travelling and I was “out running errands” meaning a quick fuck by the three of them and I arrived home with their loads in my ass. Brandon is very highly sexed and needs to fuck several times a day. It was almost as if he smelled the sex on me and wanted to fuck me the moment I walked in the door. I was horrified the first time as I thought he would notice that he was getting sloppy seconds or thirds but he never said anything any time he got to fuck my cum sloppy ass. The only time Sam and Matt and Josh and I didn’t get together was the week or so that I had the flu really bad. But as soon as I was feeling better I was back to taking loads. Matt even joked that he thought I was probably a fully paid up member of their fuck club by now! Since I had been enjoying group sex so much in the last few of months I wanted Brandon to share in the pleasure. When he finally told me to find someone to play with I got to work immediately. I thought of Sam, or Matt and Josh but I changed my mind as they would insist on barebacking, and Brandon was adamant that it was to be safe sex only. So I started visiting all the local hookup sites and placed an ad on CL: “Gay married couple looking for a third to spice up our sex-life. Me 27, 5’10” swimmers build, him 28 5’11” slim but muscular. Not looking for blowjobs but a fuck. 12345 zip code. Ready to play right now. ” This time it worked. It did not take long before someone took the bait and contacted me. I gave him my messenger ID and he responded immediately: Mike: “Hi, I saw your ad on CL. Married couple looking for a third” Me: “Yeah. Been married for about six months. Great sex but need some variety” Mike: “Fuck or get fucked?” Me: “Both. We are both versatile. You?” Mike: “More bottom, love it up the ass” Me: “Cool, we can work with that” Mike: “You did not say anything about safe only or BB in your ad.” Me: “Why, You BB?” Mike. “I can go either way. I let a guy fuck me with a condom if he insists, but I prefer BB. I love a load or two in my hole.” Me: “I would have preferred to say BB only in the ad.” Mike: “Why didn’t you?” Me: “My husband.” Mike: “Why?” Me: “We BB with each other but the agreement is: only safe with strangers” Me: “But I have some BB buddies who fuck me regularly that he does not know about” Mike: “COOL. A BB cheating husband” Me: “I did not think of it like that” Mike. “That’s what you are” Me: “Maybe I can cheat and “forget” the condom when I fuck you if you are OK with that” Mike: “I won’t tell. Sounds hot. It will make taking your load even better if your husband does not know about it.” Me: “Tell you what, I’ll fuck my boyfriend and when I’m close I’ll say so and then I’ll pull out and slide into you before he realizes what’s happening.” Mike: “I’ll be ready to make my move” Me: “Great. When do you want to get together?” Mike: “I all horny as hell. Later tonight perhaps? Me: “Yeah Baby” Mike: “It’s already quite late and I have to get up early tomorrow. No messing around. If I come over let’s get straight to it.” Me: “That works for me. Brandon will quickly get the idea.” Mike: “In half an hour maybe?” Me: “That will work. He is downloading porn right now. Always bareback porn. So he’ll be good and ready. I told him I’d find us someone for our first threesome.” So I gave him my phone number and our address, and he said he would be right over. As continued by Brandon. Mike arrived about twenty minutes later. He was a few years older than us, Dark haired and quite good looking. As it was a week night we pretty much got down to business immediately. Ben was obviously raring to go as the guy had barely walked in the door and he was kissing him and feeling him up. Mike responded with gusto. I suggested we go to the bedroom and we were stripped down and on the bed in a minute. Mike started working us over like a man possessed and we spent all of about five minutes sucking and licking and rubbing before Mike broke away from the action to ask “You guys are married. Do you bareback with each other?” Ben answered. “Yeah, we got tested just after we got married and have fucked raw since then.” “Fucking hot! I want to see you fuck each other raw then you can fuck me with condoms.” Ben didn’t waste a moment. “Nope. We fuck you first, but none of us cum. Then you can watch us fuck raw. Then we fuck you again and cum. Me first, I get to open you up for Brandon. Right now!” Mike needed no encouragement and went down on his hands and knees on the bed. I positioned myself in front of him so that he could suck me while Ben fucked him. Ben made a great show of slathering his cock with lube, then rubbering it up and then slicking it up with more lube before he pushed into Mike’s hole. Mike was grunting with pleasure like the true cock hound that he is. Ben started fucking harder and harder and faster and faster and then muttered something about “not able to cum like this”. I knew it was probably true as when we used condoms Ben would usually pull out and rip off the condom and jerk off onto me. Mike stopped sucking and suggested that I fuck Ben bareback so that he could watch. Ben pulled out, slid off the condom and rolled onto his back, with his ass over the edge of the bed. I moved in between his legs, spat on his hole and my dick and then thrust my way into his chute. I immediately started fucking him with long bottoming strokes so that Mike could get a good view of my raw meat fucking Ben’s ass. Mike was standing beside us fisting his dick watching my glistening cock sliding in and out of Ben’s ass. I started getting close and thrusting faster. Mike knew what was happening. “Fuck yeah, cum in his ass. Don’t pull out.” I hardly needed any encouragement from Mike, but somehow it would have been even hotter dumping a load in his tight ass instead of Ben’s. I needed a moment to recover so Ben and Mike took over. Ben was still leaning forward as Mike thrust his face between his ass cheeks and started slurping on his cummy hole. I moved around in front of Ben so he could clean my cock. After a few minutes Mike had pretty much licked Ben’s clean of all the cum and ass juices and I was starting to get hard again. I grabbed a condom and rolled it over my dick and lubed it up. I ordered Mike to stand up and when he did I moved behind him and started probing his willing hole with my dick. Ben had loosened him up nicely and I slid in easily. Ben must had been a mind reader as he moved in behind me and I became the meat in the sandwich as he slid his drooling cock into my receptive anus. I was in the middle, moving my hips forward and backward, alternately thrusting my sheathed cock deep into Mike’s ass, then withdrawing almost all the way out while simultaneously impaling myself on Ben’s bare dick. They were both trying to match my rhythm, sometimes with our bodies pressed hard together, and sometimes with Ben’s dick barely in my chute and mine barely in Mike. I could hear Ben’s breathing getting heavier as he was getting close, but because of the condom and having cum a few minutes earlier I still had a long way to go. Ben spoke “Fuck yeah, getting close. I love fucking my husband’s hole bareback and giving him a load.” Almost as if taking that as a cue, Mike stepped forward and my cock slid out of his hole. He stepped aside and back, standing alongside me. He turned to us and spoke. “Brandon, I’m not used to being fucked by such a big dick.” Let Ben fuck me again and then I’ll fuck you. Ben wasted no time. He slid his bare dick out of my ass and directly into Mike’s willing hole and started thrusting hard and fast. It took me a moment to realize that Ben was fucking Mike bareback. Ben was obviously back to his old barebacking ways and was being quite brazen about it. After having surfed the net and found “Sam” and “BBcpl4loads” I was not really surprised. I did think that he would at least keep up the pretense of safe sex when we had a threesome. After a couple of seconds I responded. “Ben, you’re bare, you don’t have a condom on. We have an agreement!” He kept on fucking furiously and after a few seconds started grunting and slamming Mike’s ass hard as he shot his load deep into Mike’s guts. Mike was grunting with pleasure as he felt Ben’s seed flood his guts. “Fuck Brandon. His ass is too tight and felt so good that I could not stop.” Mike looked at me with a grin. “I really don’t mind taking his load. In fact, I prefer it bareback.” I looked at him and Ben. By the way they were both grinning it was quite obvious that Ben’s little “slip-up” was planned. I determined to make my point. “Well, you have not cum yet and I want you to fuck me now. With a condom.” Mike was obviously hot to cum so he conceded to my request. He rolled a new condom over his dick and lubed it up generously. I went down on my hands and knees and he slowly pressed his dick against my hole. Mike muttered “it would feel better for both of us if we lost the rubber. I can almost never cum in a condom.” But continued to press into me anyway. In the six months or so that we had been married I had forgotten what it felt like being fucked by a sheathed dick. Nowhere near as pleasurable as bare, but the thought that Mike had Ben’s load in him stimulated me. Even though Mike was more of a bottom than a top, and was wearing a condom the sexual stimulus of the evening was enough that after about 10 minutes of vigorous thrusting he was able to cum. It seemed a little strange for Mike to be blowing his load in a condom while his ass was loaded with my husband’s cum. I secretly wished he was fucking me bare and blowing his load up my ass. But the way things seemed to be unfolding there would be plenty of time for that in the future. We all took a quick shower together after we were finished and Mike promised to keep in touch. I did not say anything to Ben after Mike left. I had already figured out that he had been having bareback sex on the side, but I would have expected him to “honor the agreement” at least while I was present and watching. I assumed that he just got carried away in the moment and forgot.

Been in this position as a top many times. Shot a load reading this.

Super horny yesterday as the bottom I was planning to fuck & breed canceled on me. I was pissed. I had been edging all day and my nuts were swollen with fuck seed. I went to the local bath house, hornier than hell, got a locker, stripped down buck naked {I never wear a towel] then checked out the fuck bench in the orgy room. A cute young bottom was lying there, ass up, so without lube, I shoved my thick cock in and unloaded in about a minute. When a top needs to breed, he needs to breed.

Love to be fucked that way.

FT. LAUDERDALE - Been saving my cum in a tall shot glass for several months now and keeping in the freezer (aka "Devil's Dick"). Found a slut that wanted to take the cum cube then go to a Christmas Party afterwards (I assume so sex was going to happen). I'd estimate there were 40 to 60 loads in the cum cube. When he arrived he didn't take long to get down to his jockstrap. He sucked my cock for a bit then I went and retrieved the cum cube from the freezer. He was ass up on the bed and I used a lighter to get the cube to unfreeze from the sides of the shot glass. Once it was free from the shot glass I slowly inserted the frozen cum into the boys ass. With a 98 degree F body temp, it doesn't take long for the cube to melt. He immediately had white cum dripping down his hole and onto his balls. Luckily, I had placed some towels below the whore so it wouldn't ruin my bed sheets (I've done this before, HA!). After sliding the cube entirely into his ass I waiting a minute and took some pics/vid before sliding my cock into his hole. When I did shove my cock into him I could feel the cube slowly melting. There certainly was no need for lube on this day! I fucked him and let that cum soak into his ass. I eventually would shoot a load in his hole and pulled out just to watch the fountain of cum leak out. It was impressive. Look for the videos on XTube in 2016 (too busy to upload them now). Happy Breeding Guys. Oh, and for the record, I have another cube in the freezer that's looking for a hot ass to go into! If you're in South Florida and want to try a Devil's Dick get with me --- BottomBreeder on BBRT

I work at home and there is nothing better than letting a total stranger walk in while I am blindfolded, used, filled and leave without saying a word...pretty much will let any raw cock fuck me that way. 11th December 2015 - guy driving up north needed a place to unload, late 47 with a nice 8 inch. No talk of status, he just needed to unload. I was gagging so I let him use me and he filled me balls deep and left. 15th December 2015 - local daddy type with a fat cock messaged saying he was horny and need to unload - 20 mins later I was on all fours, door out, blindfold on - banged me hard and filled me deep. Bit of a belly on has he rested it on my back but I didn't mind! Love when the fella gets home and I have a strangers load still in my hole!

im getting tired of all these stories with mulitple chapters written weeks apart come on guys.....wtf write the story and publish the entire story to its end or dont write at all this blows

A Top fuckbud has whored me out on two occasions in a hotel room. Both times I was blindfolded and had to take anonymous loads from whoever he okayed. He had invited less than 8 guys or so to these mini gang bangs which lasted for three hours or so. The sensory perception was really intense. Since I could not see anything, I usually first realized someone was there when I felt them fingering my ass or nudging their cock up against my hole. Some were verbal, while others bred me somewhat quietly. While the guys fucked me in various positions, it seemed like every time I was being fucked doggy style, I got spit roasted as I would get a usually slimy cock shoved into my mouth. Probably one of the guys who had just fucked me. Getting fucked anonymously got me really horned up. I don't know that I like to take anonymous loads on a regular basis, but once a year or so allows me to be a true cum slut.

Had a guy from Adam4Adam who wouldn't unlock his pics, asked him if he preferred anon and told him I'd be waiting blindfolded face down ass up. One of the best fucks for both of us, still don't know what he looks like but take his loads whenever he wants.

It Takes Two...or More I was basking in the after glow of a fresh morning of breeding a good boy into a dirty cheating cumslut when my phone buzzed. I glanced over already knowing who the sender must of been and sure enough. my lil Rambo was already sending me a message shortly after getting home. Man that was so crazy! Are you there? ????? I'm here Rambo, I took my time replying, you in trouble? No...lol he's actually still asleep....I think he slept through the whole thing... My instant reaction was dissatisfaction. Half the fun of turning a good boyfriend into a cheating lying fuck hole slut was the moment when the boyfriend finds out. But I guess there's still time, I thought to myself. you still got my cum up your hole boy? I teased Man...yeah... It just keeps coming out....can I call you? Sure Here it comes, I thought and smiled while my cell rang. "Hey" he said. "Hey" I said there was a brief pause as i let him try to figure out what he wanted to say. "Man...I ---" "Ok don't make this awkward. " I bulldozed him. "we've been wanting to fuck for almost a couple months now. Its not a big deal, don't make it one." "Bro...yeah but--" "But nothing. You trying to tell me you didn't like me pummeling your ass all night boy? You came to my door at 1am commando and pushing ur hole out begging for me to ring ur buzzer. " you're poz man. I'm mean what the fuck am I suppose to tell Joseph" I couldn't help but smile inside "Tell him you came over to my place spread open ur boy pussy and begged me to fuck you and then begged me to fill u up with my dirty poz cum not once not twice but three fucking full loads which are still now dripping out ur fuck hole. And then you can tell him the best part of all Rambo. Tell him u want to come back and have more of my fat dick inside you filling you up with cum." There was a long pause. "I got to go" he finally said and he hung up. I laid back having fantasies of him sitting in the bathroom pushing out my virus crying and all the while feeling that hunger for more of the hottest sex he'd ever had. I imagined him fingering himself, feel his hungry spread hole and then feeling the depraved part of him shamed for betraying his boyfriend. I didn't hear from Ram for the rest of the month. I kept my silence and continued to post my regular schedule waiting for the evitable until finally I got a message from Joseph. Hey... He began a promising start Hey handsome. What's going on. I loved acting dumb while images of his cheating moaning boyfriend ran in my head Nothing much what's up with you... Same here just finished showering gonna walk around naked and let my fat dick air out :0!!!! You're so dirty bigguy lol I'm just honest I always knew there was a good reason ram liked u Hahaha and what is the boy up to hes skipped out on this months workouts is he OK? Actually I wanted to ask you...hes been werid lately I mean we don't even talk lately...has he said anything? Other than hes horny 24/7 no nothing. It was a low blow but there are no blows better. Obviously ram would avoid being intimate with Joseph until he either A god the courage to admit hes a cumslut whore B admit he'd been filled with pozz cum and is likely to be infected. And probably C admit that he snuck out in the middle of the night to get fucked and still hadn't the balls to tell his boyfriend. Joseph would mull it over and think maybe his boyfriend just wasn't attracted to him any more after all why would a horny boy not try to have sex. He says that? Joseph asked Oh yeah he's constantly talking about dick n ass. Kinda werid honestly. He may have a problem Did you guys ever do anything? I laughed loudly to myself when u read this. He was suspecting that ram had already fucked with me which was true but I planned to play this fiddle for all it's worth. No no of course not! Hes with you and besides if I was gonna fuck either of you or him, id choose your short tight little bod and ass whih I'd put chest down ass up on my bed getting the fuck of your life for sure. Omg you're horrible lol. I always thought u were more into ram. Ram n I are bros I don't fuck my bros. You though. I would run fuck for miles on you. Lol OK you should stop I have a boyfriend sir. Mmmmcall me sir all you want boy Lol daddy? Yeah that's right I'll be your daddy You're insane lol. Hot and insane Yeah too bad I would never fuck you Wait huh u just said I'm the fuckable one Lol Joseph I guess ram never told you. I'm poz. Omg I'm so sorry Fuck you baby boy. I'm poz and proud. I love being free to fuck and when I fuck raw with my fuck stick its for life. It's a commitment. You'd be mine forever like married with the ring being ur fuck hole Wow... So yeah I layed it on a little thick but come on. This boy was half as smart as Rambo, shorter, tighter and was a real bottom. Making him cheat was gonna be easy. Hey what are you and ram doing tonight Nothing why You boys should come over and hang out at my place we can hang out. I need some pals who I don't fuck with. Ram has been kinda antisocial lately Yeah, probably my fault Huh? We got into a little fight a while ago. Don't tell him I told you but he keeps talking about being horny n wanting to fuck even at times saying he wants to fuck me. And hahaha I'm a top. I don't wanna cause u problems but yeah I kinda told him if he can't keep his hands and words clean then he can't workout with me anymore That's why he stopped going over!!!! I guess he just can't stop being horny Ugh Don't worry he never did anything I just thought I was inappropriate. Don't tell him I told you OK. Keep this our little secret you sexy little buddy? Lol OK....thx for telling me Your welcome boy. You should come over tho we can cook dinner and chat outside. I just built this new addition to the yard makes a great picnic area That sounds cool. Come over! I want a second opinion of how it looks. When? Whenever ure free Well I get out of work at 5pm I could stopshould I bring ram Probably not he probably just be moping the whole time Yeah. Ok sure I'll drop by later today Thanks! The trap was set and when 5 finally rolled around there was little Joseph standing at my door. My dick almost instantly drooled as I knew he would be such an easy turn. I put my big hand on his muscular short shoulder n pulled him in for a hug. "Thanks for coming baby boy!" I squeezed him letting him feel my muscles and to a degree my buldge "Hahaha you know I always knew you were great and ram was just keeping you hidden" "Aw boy thanks" I ushered him in "can I get you anything to drink." "Water thanks! " I poured him a glass and we talked and walked I showed him my house spending extra time in the rooms where Rambo had my cum sprayed all over his chest face and abs. Finally I showed him the bed room. He smield and blushed "So this is where the magic happens" I put my arms on him and rubbed his shoulders making his mouth drop. " yeah" I answered "this is where the magic happens" He moaned a little as my massage rubbed down his back so I let go. "That felt amazing" "For me too. You should let me rub you down." "That sounds waaaaay too sexual bigguy" " call me sir or daddy" "Shutup" "Say it" "....Daddy" "Mmmhm" I wrapped my arms around him and squeezed him to me "One more time" "Daddy" . "Daddy want to spread ur boy hole apart and eat it like I stole it" .Joseph pushed me away "Come on stop" " you're right I'm acting the same way ram does Joseph paused "Hes always being so sexual. I guess it just rubbed off on me" "What did he like to do" "He liked to do whatever it takes to get me hard then cuz I can't really hide my boner he'd try to touch it over my pants. " omg" Like perfect cue my boner had arrived at full mast and Joseph was staring almost drooling while he looked at it, speechless. I smiled and grabbed my buldge. Joseph woke up from his trance and laughed nervously. I laughed to break the silence suggesting "OK since rams seen it I guess I can give you a free show follow me out side" As I left the very same bedroom where I had banged Joseph's boyfriend into a poz cum loving cheating slut I threw off my pants showing off the jock strap I was wearing that could barely hold my growing cock. Joseph followed me out side red as a beet and I could hear his heart pounding from several feet away. This boy was mine.he stood outside as I showed him my back yard my cock hanging out the side of the jock and me not even trying to hold it. Finally I turned around. "So what do you think?" He opened his mouth to speak but couldn't muster any words I stepped closer to him " I tried to hold back as best I could Joseph but I want u. I've always wanted you. Ram doesn't appreciate you and maybe I won't either but I want to fuck you right now. I want to eat your hole out so good it would make you cry" Joseph bit his lower lip and I grabbed his arm and pulled him close. my fat dick was pressed up his short abs and lifted him up in an embrace and pinned him to the wall licking his neck . "I want to taste you so bad" I groaned as I licked his neck and felts him give in to the feeling of being wanted. "Fuuuckk" he was moaning and grabbing back on to me. I knew he was begging for attention but also that he wouldn't be as easy turn this quick. I lowered him and unbottoned his jeans and stuck my hand in his underwear around his ass. rubbing his hole with two fat digits. I kissed him wildly as my figers rubbed over his boy hole making him moan and buck. :Good boy" I said and he moaned in reply. "Let daddy eat that hole boy" "Daddy fuck please ,....no stop please" I pulled back instantly. unless he's begging to cheat theres no fun. I walked inside while i saw in my peripheral vision joseph trying to catch his breath. I turned and our eyes met. he wanted me. He needed to be owned and felt. I stretched out my hand to him he reached back and when my fingers wrapped around his wrist I pulled him in and he gave in. "Just rimming okay?" "Just rimming"I responded "Okay" jospeh folded. "And one more thing?" "What?" "While you're moaning you have to daddy and sir" Chills ran all over his body as he nodded. I led Joseph to the bedroom and Places him on the exact same spot where a little over a month ago Ram was when a filled him with his third load. Ram had been on his knees chest down ass up ass completely wreched with his arms pushed out in front of him while I churned his insides making poz cum butter and here was his boyfriend placed on all fours pushing his bare ass back now while i got on my knees to turn him into a cheating cumloving whore. I put my nose and mouth in his crack and inhaled breathing in the heat and clean smell of a good loyal boy. I nearly jizzed just thinking of how much further I would take him then ram. My fat tongue moved from below his balls over his hole and up his crack making the boy's back arch. He moaned and twisted as my tongue pushed into him licking the walls of his ass. He would arch upward on his knees and I grabbed his wrists and pulled him down only coming up for air as I devoured his heart through his hole. Licking and biting and spreading and tongue fucking at one point his face was in the sheets just screaming in exctasy as I kept fucking him with only my tongue. He begged me to stop but I only ate harder. I had every intention of breaking this boy here and now before he had a chance to flee and finally after half an hour of intense tongue fucking his body went limp and he began to push back and enjoy the getting fucked in a way he'd never been fucked before. I stood up and he rolled over on his back. "Oh my god...." he moaned eyes squinted and shaking and twisting his body from side to side "how did you do that." he was covered in goosebumps and reached inbetween his legs to feel his slimy wet hole and his head craned back while he felt his hole. I pushed my two digits against his hole and massaged. "daddy, oh my god, i feel like you just fucked me. " "My dick will feel veven better." and I rubbed my cock head on his hole which like a good bottom began to open for me. He stared at me mouth half open moaning in pulses and eyes wide as my dick sank inch by inch into him raw "Ohbhhhhhhh......fuuuuuuuuuuuuckkkkkkkk......daa...daaa...daaaddddyyy.." he stared at me as I met a slight resistance with my dick 3/4s the way in, and as I pushed passed reaching even deeper it looked like he was praying hymns of thanks and by the time my balls rested on his hole the boys eyes teared up, the corners of his mouth smiled, and he bit his shaking lip. He began to cry. He tried to hold it in. but tears were flowing and he chest shuddered and it felt like glory. I pounded his hole hard deliberate thrusts and he moaned and cried out and whole while smiling. "You love this don't you boy" "YESSSSSSSSYESSSYESSS" "You....have....never...beeen....fucked....like....this....be.....fore...." I said accenting each thrust allowing gravity too do the most work. "Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" "and you love my fat thick poz cock ringing your buzzer!" He looked back at me crying and moaning "Say you love it" "I love it" "Say you love daddy's poz dick" "I love your poz dick" he was whimpering trying to breath between sobs "say you love me" "I love you daddy' "Say you belong to me" "I'm all yours. all yours daddy.. .. all yours all yours" "Ram doesn't love you like I do" "No...no" he was sobbing "You need daddy's love you need daddy's poz cock" "I need you daddy. I need you!" Just that second I came and filled his hole with a monsterous load. We both growled and yelled as I filled him. and my dick was harder than I had ever felt it before. Something about his boy made me want to not only turn him but ruin him for every other dick so it would never compare to this fuck. I contnued to fuck my cum into him "Oh my god you're still hard. " I just smiled and and ginded my hips and cum into him . I was gonna take my time and enjoy this short lil boy. i was goning to convert him right now for sure. I slowly rhythmically beat his hole and we kissed. His tears and stopped and he was in euphoria and his moaning was like music and I was the conductor. I tuned him with my cock. deep trhust high pitch fast pace lowered it. grinding it made it breathy and slam thrust made it deep legato. I was mozart composing a symphony and this boy's coversion was all i focused on. I moved his legs turning him to his side then over to his stomach without removing my cock. his little body under mine molded how ever I move dhim. I was pulling up his hips so his chest would be down and ass up and I continued to pound him. Hard fast slow deep. when my groin met his ass it sounded like clapping and all the while joseph was singing in moans. in the middle of deep rooting i was clapping his ass quite hard and rhythmically when I began to feel him shiver and shake. his whole body was coverd in goosebumps again alll down his back and his ass and legs and his head shot up. His ass cheeks were practically vibrating underme and the walls of his ass were squeezing my cock on every angle. I wrapped him under his arms arching his whole back and pulling him toward me diving in as deep as every inche would go and his anal orgasm began. He lost complete control and began spraying cum as his whole body shook and his hole was squeezing hard and rapidly beyond control he tried to scream daddy but before he knew it he had stopped cumming and started pissing i held him as he lost complete control and emptied himself on to the bed. when he was finally finished i let him slide off my cock onto the cum and piss covered sheets and he layed there shaking moaning and trembling. I flipped him over. He was mostly limp, but his hole was a blinking tunnel. I saw my pozz cum caking the deeper insides and I jacked my hard on against his open hole and as I unloaded another time. I sunk into him and he arched his back upward and thensank as I fucked him deeply for another 10 minutes until my soft cock fell out. The boy was spent but his training was not over. Over the next few hours I called an dposted on various websited and apps posting about a jock cum dump taking all loads. No load refused. By the time the sun set, not counting the 2 loads I gave him. Joseph had been filled 7 times with questionable cum. He moaned the whole time and not once did he say stop or no. and the end of it he slept. I edited video and photo on my phone. I thought of the two boys now broken. I sighed satisfied and felt my own cock grow wanting just a little bit more.

CHPT 17 - The Great Escape and a New World Order (*NEW/alternate ending): I slowly began to come awake, my mind and body both numb and non-responsive as I struggled to the surface of consciousness. Whatever those pills were that Master had shoved into my throat in the car had done what he promised – they had knocked me the fuck out. Some minutes later I was finally able to roll onto my back, wipe the crust and funk from my eyes and squinted as I looked around. I was laying on a dirty old mattress on the floor in the corner of one of the far back rooms of the garage the thugs and gangbangers called their Pleasure Palace and from the wetness underneath and smell, was pretty sure they had fucked me, pissed on me, and more while I was out. Damn I hate it when I miss good dick! There was an old, rusted metal file cabinet on its side against the wall and on top, near the end, a large plate of white powder. After snorting the breakfast of champions I managed to sit fully upright, leaned against the wall, and allowed the hot rush to work its way from my nose to my toes. I managed to get myself standing and realized how much my body ached and my nipples hurt from where Pa had bit and chewed them. Damn, my whole chest looked black and blue! I then rubbed my neck and that was tender too, shit. I grabbed the plate, snorted some more, licked my index finger and when that was nice and coated bent forward a little and probed my ass. My ring was swollen and tender, confirming they had rough fucked me, but I was perpetually horny and wanted more. Part of my mind said I should eat something or drink something, but I could only think about finding some dick and so – still naked – headed towards the front rooms where I found my piss buddy thug and another dude playing cards. I yawned and stretched like a cat just waking up from a nap as they laughed at me, made jokes about my pink pussy, and bragged about who stretched my guts out the farthest. “So you two just going to talk or do I need to go down the street and find a man who can actually get his shit hard and fuck?” I teased. I had barely finished speaking before one thug had his dick down my throat filling my gut up with hot chem piss and the other was banging the Tina around in my ass. A couple kidneys of piss and almost two loads later Master walked in with Carter, the leader of the drug gang. “Jesus Christ,” Carter said. “I thought you said our little drug mule bitch was knocked out? Looks like he’s bright eyed and bushy tailed.” Master just chuckled, lit a joint, tossed a couple large plastic bags on the floor and said, “I told you this sissy can get down like no pussy I ever seen. OK boys, wrap this shit up. Time to get to business.” I begged and pleaded for more and my mouth and ass were left empty of dick, and tried to get Carter to take me right then and there, but he just walked out, trailed by the two thugs who at least had the manners to slap my ass in thanks as they left. I was alone with Master who pushed my hands away when I tried to undo his pants, told me to go snort some more lines, and when I returned said, “Follow me.” We walked to one of the side doors, he stepped out and I paused. “You know no body fucking sees shit around here, now get that ass out here before I beat it,” Master snarled. I smiled and said, “You promise?” He just chuckled, shook his head, and headed towards the back of the old house in front of the garage. I waited on the step below him, one hand trying to hide my ass, the other my dick, as he opened the large lock on the plywood covered back door. I followed him into the dark, he closed the door, slid a few deadbolts, then flipped a light switch. Holy fuck the house was awesome! I stood in the middle of a modern kitchen, looking around, not quite believing what I was seeing. “Nobody fucks with a place they think is rotten and empty,” Master said. “But looks can be deceiving. Some old plywood on the windows, weeds in the yard, and we gots us a crib on the down low and your fucking new home.” It took a minute for that last bit to sink in. “Wait, what did you say?” I asked. Master paused, set the bags down, ran his rough, calloused fingers over the bite marks from Pa on my chest and neck and said, “Carter wants us to keep a closer eye on you after…well this shit. So, we paid a little visit to your Pa and the boy and let me tell you them motha fuckas are mouthy, but they learned. During the day you will continue our drug runs and we will allow you to stop by the RV to deal with customers only when you are done, and only with one of my homies in tow. Probably Gator – seems you two get along.” I asked, “Gator? Who the fuck is that?” It took Master a few to respond as he held a big hit, then he blew the smoke in my face and said, “The banger whose piss you been swallowing like you just crawled off the fuckin desert. Nasty fucks. As I was saying, Gator’ll have your back and when its time to roll up at night, he’ll bring you back to garage because trust, I plan to have the boys rape that shit hole every fucking night til your twat is loose and gaping. But, when it’s time to eat, clean up, crash a bit, you’ll come in here – with me – and me only. Now come on. You smell like dog shit.” I followed Master into a fucking huge bathroom that had an open walk-in shower. He dropped the bags, left me standing in the middle of the floor and went out, came back a minute later with a plate full of line and two joints in his hand in an ashtray. He set everything on the counter and motioned for me to take the rolled up $20 and snort away as he hit his smoke. “You want to try this?” Master asked. I shook my head, he squeezed his eyes and whispered, “Damn good sticky shit! Got it mixed with some extra stuff, look at my fucking dick – BRICK! Set that down and get over here, take your time, undress me.” I gently lifted the t-shirt Master was wearing to expose his taught, dark stomach and gently kissed his side, middle, and skin near the top of his pants. I then pushed the shirt higher, which he held down with one hand as he continued smoking the joint with the other and I flicked my tongue over his nipples making him moan. Master exhaled, set his joint in the ashtray, pulled his t-shirt off, and let me continue bathing him with my tongue, front, back, and I worked my way up to his arm pits and inhaled the man musk as he did not wear deodorant. I then got on my knees and unzipped his pants, and closed my eyes as I relished the smell of his big black dick, sweaty balls, and wet skin. Master pushed his pants down a little, rubbed his finger in the plate of Tina, ran his coated finger up and down his ass crack then said, “Get in there. Clean that out.” I balked. Ass was not my thing. Dick yes – ass no. He cuffed my head, bent forward and continued to smoke as I parted his muscled cheeks and slowly licked at the Tina trail coating his thick layer of fur. The Tina, the smell, his moaning and my horniness all got to me and I spread his ass with both hands and started to tongue his clenched up hole. Holy shit he liked that! What is it with tops who like their ass licked? I was either then brave or stupid as I set back on my heels and poked my right index finger at his now wet outer hole. I’m not sure what I expected, not like I could fuck him with my little white dick, but I did not expect him to turn around, his eyes ablaze in anger as he started to slap the shit out of me. “WHAT THE FUCK YOU THINK YOU DOING YOU GOD DAMN LITTLE BITCH! I AIN’T NO FUCKING QUEER. FUCKING BITCH.” Master then dropped his joint in the ashtray, twisted me around and slammed me face down on the cool tile floor and with his pants bunched around his ankles used his body weight to hold me in place as he found my hole and forced his dick in me dry – raping me like the queer boy that I was. “FUCK ME MASTER!” I begged. “FUCK IT, FUCK MY PUSSY, BUST MY CUNT OPEN MASTER, BUST IT OPEN.” Master obliged and reached around and began digging and twisting at my bitten-up nipples and I cried out, which made his dick swell and push deeper. He then shifted his weight and edged up so he could bite me on the neck where Pa had and the harder he fucked my dry ass the harder he bit down until the only noise I could make was a high pitched squeak like a hamster being prepared for lunch by a python. Master shot his load in my torn ass, got off me, and still seeming like he was angry, finished getting undressed and stepped in the shower. I was not sure what to do, but cautiously got in with him and gently began to soap him up. His body relaxed and his temper eased and Master then began to soap me up and when he reached my ass and lathered it up, his dick was hard as shit again and he took his time fucking me against the shower wall, the water cascading over our bodies as my ass opened and gaped for him to use. Some time later, Master’s balls were drained, we toweled off, I got dressed in the new clothes he had bought me, we went to the kitchen and I forced a little food down although I was not really hungry, and then the work day began. Fuck I hated the heat. The following days passed pretty much one like the other. I would do my drug mule runs for Carter and the gang, would meet Teddy at the stadium, Jenkins would rough fuck me in the dark and every couple of days he and Teddy would ‘hide me out’ for a quick gang fuck while I was chained up in the bowels of the stadium by Jenkins’ friends. Still have no idea who they were as never once saw them. Then I would stumble to the RV with Gator as my shadow. He no longer waited over by the trees, but sat right outside the door and was usually joined by two or three other thugs who drank, smoked, hung out, and kept me safe from Pa’s wrath. Their presence may explain why the fuck business nose-dived to nothing, much to Pa’s frustration, but every time he started to raise his voice to me, Gator was in the door, and without saying a word Pa would back down. The longer this set up went out, the more Pa drank and the more upset Brett became. One day when I was at the RV Brett caught me in the bathroom. “Do you know what he does now? He fucks me. I’m not the fucking sissy, you are! Not me! Not any more! What you’re doing…….” Brett’s voice trailed off as Gator stepped into the RV. I waved Gator out, tried to sooth Brett and even offered him my ass, but he stomped out, so I shrugged, double checked that my stash of cash and stuff was safe in the ceiling and waited. Part of the deal was I still got my shots from Pa, but more and more it was Brett who gave them to me as Pa did not like being around the thugs. The week leading up to the Texas and Oklahoma football game was God damn crazy! My legs ached from walking back and forth running drugs, the gangbangers were more hyped and on edge than usual and my ass was being used most of each night as one after another took turns fucking me while they partied. Christ some of us worked during the day, but my protests went unheeded and so I stayed fueled up on Tina, took Master’s pills to put me out when I needed to rest, and then when it was time to sleep and clean up, Master was there to keep me safe, warm, and filled in what I started to think of as our house. All the thugs stayed in the garage, only Master and I went into the house. He fucked me rough, fucked me gently, kissed me, whispered soothing words, belted my ass hard, and held me close as I drifted off. I still saw Curtis now and then when I picked up drugs from his place, but it was Master I saw most and of course Gator. Damn, Gator made me laugh and was a fucking freak who always had a beer in hand so his tap was full anytime I was able to get on my knees and swallow his piss. I was a drugged up slut, a sissy, and a whore for dick and it was fucking amazing! I never wanted it to end and did not think about what would happen at the end of the Fair – or what sinister plans Pa had in store, but I soon found out. The day of the Texas and Oklahoma football game arrived. Unlike every other day, when I dropped my load of drugs off at the stadium Jenkins did not fuck me and so I left right back out with Teddy. Teddy took advantage of this and led me to the shack where the trash was kept and bred me with a load before he said he had to go and get back to work. I was smoothing down my t-shirt when one of the Hispanic guys who worked at the animal barn found me and showed me a $20. He had fucked me before in the Port-A-Potties as well as at the barn with his friends, so I headed to the Port-A-Potties assuming he wanted a quick nutt. “No, no, no,” he said and waved his hand frantically. It took me a minute and I asked, “You want to got the RV?” He nodded, his eyes wide, “Si, Si, RV, yes, yes, fuck there.” I shrugged. Looked around for Gator who I assumed had followed Teddy and I, didn’t see him, and started out for the RV. Pa and Brett were sitting at the table when I stepped into the RV, both smoking, and Pa also had beer in his hand. He smiled, “Hey, hey. Come on in. We umm… we… well…” I just nodded, headed to the back as Pa and the Hispanic guy exchanged a few words, which I thought was about payment. I got naked, bent over the bed, and waited. I closed my eyes and sighed, heard a zipper, felt a finger edge my hole, and as I began to turn got pinned to the bed by Pa as he forced his dick into me while he grabbed my wrists hard and twisted making me yelp. “I TOLD YOU YOU’RE MY SISSY. MINE. I’LL TEACH YOU. I’LL FUCKING TEACH YOU. NOW BOY – DO IT NOW!!!” I cried out, Pa let go of my left wrist and covered my mouth as Brett now leaned over on my right side, grabbed my right arm, and while his eyes said, “I’m sorry,” he jabbed me with a needle and my world went dark. The rumbling of tires on the concrete interstate and the swaying of the RV let me know I was alive. Everything was so foggy, fuzzy, where was I? Who was I? What was going on? Why was I naked? Why did my ass hurt? Why were there bite marks all over my chest? I stood up, my legs wobbled, I grabbed the wall to steady myself and pulled the curtain to the side. The young guy driving the RV quickly turned and looked back then slapped the man in the passenger’s seat who must have been asleep as he started awake and he turned to look at me. I cocked my head, who is this man? He steadied himself against the movement of the road as he walked back to me. His mustache hair was wild and unruly, his long hair uncombed, his hairy chest glistened in a sheen of sweat. “There’s my boy!” the man said with great exaltation, “We were worried sissy. You had a wicked bad spell there, but looks like you alright now. Want a beer? Here, how about this, I got some Tina ready for you. Snort it up. Will make you feel shits better.” I was confused, not sure of anything right then, but I took the plate and instinctively snorted several lines before he grabbed it away, “Whoa whoa there. Easy does it,” the man said, “Just give it a sec to kick in. So tell me. You know where you are? Who I am?” I just shook my head. Trying to think as it felt like an Army tank parked on my head, so I stopped thinking and just listened and nodded. He was Pa, Brett was driving, I was sissy, and that’s all I needed to know. Oh, and my ass was theirs to fuck and fuck it they did. First Pa took me back to the bed, brought back some beers, smoked a cigarette while he had me suck him, then he fucked me for a long time, all the while talking shit I didn’t understand. The RV stopped, Brett came back, and same thing. I barely said a word, and just let them do what they wanted. When it was time for bed, Pa gave me a shot, told me I had bad spells, this was my medicine, and I went to sleep with his dick in my ass as Brett lay on the other side of me jacking his load onto my stomach. The next day the other men started to show up. Pa had left in the morning and soon men were knocking on the door and Brett explained to me they were there to fuck me. OK. I guess. Between the beer, plates of Tina, and my shots, I frankly didn’t give a rat’s ass. I just did what I was told, when they told me, and can’t say I enjoyed it all as I was numb – body, mind and soul – all numb. Each day was like the one before. They would drive, sometimes Pa or Brett would fuck me. We would stop, then strange men would come to the RV and breed me. Raw dicks big and small, skinny and fat men, old and young, I took them all and played my part like I was told. Then my memories started to come back, bit by bit. For a long time, my first clear memory was being in the back of the RV while some truck driver drooled tobacco spit out of his mouth, down his beard and onto my chest as he shot his cum in my ass. He climbed off me, shuffled toward to the front of the RV while he pulled up his pants as another man came through the curtain, dropped his pants, shoved his uncut dick in me and started to fuck using the other guy’s cum for lube. That’s the way it had been as Pa drove around the South, then hit the Midwest and beyond where we stopped at truck stops, camp grounds, mall parking lots, anyplace with a free spot to park and horny men looking to fuck. In between these pit stops, Pa and Brett would keep my ass and mouth full of their big raw dicks, hot cum, chemmed up piss, and my special vitamin shots. Pa said they have to keep my ass trained, keep them happy, and take my shots no matter how much I hate the needles. They always called me Sis, which is short for sissy or sister. It was still winter when we ended up in North Dakota at some of the new oil fields up there and it was a constant stream of men coming to the RV, which Pa had found a spot for at the edge of a trailer park just beside the highway outside of town. I begged for them to fuck me because that’s what I knew they liked to hear. “Fuck my pussy, cum in my cunt, breed me daddy,” were my standard lines. Pa really liked fucking me hard when my ass was full of cum. He said he liked it wet and sloppy. Brett fucked me any chance he could. I didn’t care about that or anything else except now getting away from them both. The longer I was with them the worse things got in my head. The nightmares never made any sense to me at the time. It wasn’t monsters or anything, but people I had never seen, places I had never been, things I had never felt all coming at me at once. I would wake up shaking, breathing hard and sweating like I had just outrun the cops after Brett and I had swiped something from a store. I know those aren’t really nightmares now, but memories of who I used to be and my life before – my life before I became Sis. Maybe my shots didn’t work anymore, or maybe whatever it was Pa had done to me had worn off somehow. I didn’t know. Either way, I remembered and I knew, my real name was Mikey. The longer we were in North Dakota, the more freedom I had. After scoping out my options I decided on a plan, or at least a way to try to get away from my Pa and Brett who even though I said the words they wanted to hear, my mind screamed, “KIDNAPPERS!” I borrowed Brett’s winter coat and underneath it had put on a couple t-shirts one over the other, my pants as well as a pair of Pa’s, and snuck into the bathroom and took out my cash and the phone numbers there. If I could just call those numbers, I knew I could be rescued. But JD was in Texas and Billy was in California and who knew if they even remembered me? I didn’t have a way to call Curtis or his thugs in Dallas. Pa was out and Brett was watching his shitty little TV. “Do you want some cigarettes? I’m going to walk over to the truck stop, forgot to get some for Pa,” I asked him. He just shook his head and ignored me. I almost forgot, I walked back to the bed, lifted the mattress up, and tucked a map that I had bought during my last trip to the truck stop under it with the corner sticking out just enough to it could be seen. On the map I had used a pen to draw a line to New York, via Chicago. Hopefully they would find it and think that is where I headed. The cold wind hit my face like a hammer as I stepped out of the RV. I trudged through the snow to the truck stop, worried that Brett or Pa would be behind me, but they weren’t. During my previous trips there I had made friends – ok well fuck buddies – with a guy who worked the register at the gas pumps. I had let him fuck me in the back and told him I would pay him $500 if he could hook me up with a truck going south. It was a risk, but one I had to take. I had been by a few hours before and he told me about a truck that had just pulled in and the guy had told him he was heading to Mobile, Alabama. Now the rest was up to me. I got to the truck stop, got the details on the rig, and wandered through the parking lot until I found the truck. The idling truck cast a wave of fumes into the cold, frigid air from its exhaust. I didn’t see the driver, but got up the nerve and knocked on his door. Nothing. I knocked some more. I was almost ready to walk away when a bald head peaked out of the back and looked down at me, frowned, then grumpily waved me around to the other side. The door unlocked, I climbed up, offered him my hand, “Hi, I’m Mikey. My friend said I could get a ride with you – maybe – please?” The trucker was about 50, paunch belly, and looked none too happy that I had woken him up. He reached back into the sleeper, got a cigarette, lit it, and said, “Yeah. He asked. I didn’t say yes. Why should I?” I fished into my pants pocket, pulled out $200 and said, “I can pay, please? I’m just…just…trying to get home.” He snatched the money quick as shit and said, “You a cock sucker too huh? Get back here and swallow my load. Then we’ll see.” I had taken a lot of dick and cum, yet his was the nastiest ever. Something about that man was wrong, so wrong, but he was driving the way I needed to go so I swallowed his nutt and hid in the sleeper as his truck rumbled out of the truck stop and headed south. We took Interstate 94 over to 55 South. It was an uncomfortable trip as after shooting that first load in my mouth and taking my money the trucker wanted nothing to do with me and would not even speak to me. Fine. Then outside of Indianapolis I went into the truck stop to use the bathroom – had to take a shit as had been pissing just beside the truck – and when I came out the asshole was gone. GONE! Fuck what would I do now. So I hustled. I knew how to be a slut and a whore and lots of truckers like little boy sissies and that was me. Truck by truck I made my way down Interstate 55 to Interstate 10 and there my luck ran out. I could not find a trucker to pick me up and I actually had to run into some woods to get away from the State Highway Patrol who tried to catch me because I was hitchhiking on the interstate. So I walked. And I walked. And I walked some more, but mostly at night and off on the side of the road. About my third night this guy in a pickup did stop, offered me a ride, I offered to let him fuck me, he pulled off on a feeder road, pulled to the side and fucked me raw and rough as cars whizzed by on the interstate. He then stole what money I had left and my coat and took off, leaving me alone, in the dark, with nothing but his jizz soaking my guts and what clothes I had on my back. I slunk back to the interstate and continued walking through the night. I could not believe how fucking cold Louisiana was – oh shit! I did manage a couple rides and finally that night I saw signs for Baton Rouge. I was riding with an old married couple and the lady was like a sweet grandma who could not get enough of me and spoke a mile a minute, mostly about her concern for how awful I looked and how a hot meal, a good shower, and a day at church would set me right. Little did she know. I was glued to the window, watching for my destination and then I saw it – the truck stop- and practically screamed – “LET ME OUT, STOP STOP, STOP HERE, RIGHT HERE, LET ME OUT!” I nearly gave them heart failure, but the old man slowed, pulled over, I hopped out, slammed the door, then opened it and said, “Thank you, oh sorry, thank you. Thank you,” and proceeded to climb up the embankment. Once at the top of the embankment I stood on the curb, breathing hard with excitement and nervousness. Did I make the right decision? There, just down the feeder road was a neon sign - ROXIES ADULT VIDOES – my destination. I knew that’s where Pa had taken me to be trained, or brainwashed, or whatever the fuck Curtis did to me, but Harold was there too. I really had no place else to go. I guess I could have gone back to Dallas, or called JD, or called Billy, but every time my heart and mind went back to Harold. He was the one person who seemed to truly care for me. I made my way down the side of the feeder road, it was late, the parking lot was empty, and when I arrived I waited before nervously knocking on the front door – nothing. I walked around back and knocked on the back door. Nothing. So I went back out front, sat down on the curb, rested my head on my arms across my knees and cried. I sobbed in fear, relief, and the flood of memories of who I had been – Mikey. My old life was gone. My family, my parents, my church, everything. I could never go back. I had to move on and frankly had to admit to myself I loved dick, being fucked raw, and being a slut. Oh I liked the drugs too. Maybe Pa and Brett would come after me, or maybe not. Either way, I would start here and if this did not work out, well fuck, I made it this far I could walk to fucking Dallas if I had to and be a drug mule again. The air felt even chillier so I backed against the wall by the front door, wrapped my arms around me and dozed in a fitful sleep. I should have heard him, but I didn’t and would have screamed bloody murder if not for the large, black hand over my mouth. I still struggled though before I realized who it was and listened to his words. Harold knelt in front of me, a wild range of emotions showing on his face as the sun broke through the clouds of the eastern sky. I couldn’t breathe and reached up to lift his hand away. Harold didn’t move. He just looked at me. Now I was not sure coming back was a good idea until he said, “Aww, my beautiful baby.” Harold then smiled and crushed me against the wall as he hugged me tight. I felt so self-conscious. I knew I was dirty, smelly, and a mess, but he didn’t care. Tears of relief streamed down my face and Harold took his thumb and gently wiped them away. He then got on his knees, reached into his pocket, and pulled out a plastic baggy, reached in, and then held up a diamond earring stud. I turned my head and yelped as he repierced my ear, this time with no prep. He kissed it, then pulled out the second stud and did the right ear. “I knew you would come back to me so I save these for you after you left,” he said. “Thanks T2,” I said in between sobs of pain and joy. Harold laughed too. That was his nickname, T2, like Mr. T the second. Harold stood up, unlocked the door, and I followed him inside. He just smiled at me as he locked the door, walked behind the counter and flipped on the power switches. Immediately the arcade and theater came alive with the sound of porn flicks and people fucking. Harold gently took my hand and I followed him to the theater, noticing how he still wore the same black boots, the right one untied and laces dragging. His green coveralls/jumpsuit seemed one size too small, had some holes in it, the zipper looked broken half way up, and the American flag patch on his right chest was frayed and coming off. Once inside the theater, in the glow of the light of a white chick being banged out on the theater screen, Harold stood at attention, waiting for me to do my duty. I slowly unzipped his zipper and his monster dick popped free. I knelt, lovingly licked the funk from his dick head, ripe and sweaty as always. I spit on my hand, slicked his dick, stood in front of him and asked, “Do you want to fuck me?” Harold laughed, encircled my body in his arms and squeezed tight as he could, knocking the breath out of me. I tried to cry out as he then rammed his dick into my ass, more out of frustration as it would not go in. I had not been fucked by a big black dick in well – fuck quite a while. Harold eased his right arm off my body, “What do you want beautiful?” he asked. “MAKE IT HURT DADDY FUCK ME PLEASE!!!,” I begged. Harold spit twice into his palm, slicked his dick, spit again, fingered my hold, wrapped his arm back around me and pushed in, splitting my ass open and making me take his raw meat. A few strokes and my ass ring opened up, welcoming his monster dick in and my ass pussy became instantly wet, begging for that black dick. “Fuck damn I missed that boy pussy. It’s OK sissy cunt. Let Daddy know how good that big black dick feels up there. Tell your Daddy sissy. No one can hear. Louder, I fucking said LOUDER!” Harold barked. I screamed as loud as I could, “RAPE ME DADDY, PLEASE RAPE ME. RIP MY PUSSY OPEN, FILL ME WITH YOUR BLACK DICK! MAKE ME YOUR SLUT AND SISSY DADDY. WANT MY PINK PUSSY HOLE? WANT IT DADDY? JUMP UP IN THERE – DEEPER – JUMP UP IN THERE – OH SHIT YEAH!!” Two loads later and Harold had me on my back in the middle of the theater floor. I was laying on a dirty couch cushion as he rocked our bodies back and forth, churning his nutt into a froth that spilled down my crack. The theater door opened, two shadows approached, “Well God damn, look at what the cat dragged in – or should I say what pussy came back sniffing for that good dick!” Curtis said. Harold stayed as he was with me clutched tight under him, but both Curtis and AJ – the young boy who worked there – were getting naked, apparently planning to get inside me too. I arched my back and turned my head and said to Curtis, “I…Pa…they might come…” Curtis shushed me, slapped Harold’s ass, and said, “Naw, they won’t come back here. Don’t you worry none. Let’s just say he and I parted ways. Now my man, you slide out that hole. Time for me to make up for some lost time. You ready sissy?” A New World Order (new ending) Over the following weeks, I still worried that Pa and Brett would show up and try to take me again, but as I settled back into a routine of being the bookstore/theater slut, anything outside the world of dick, drugs, and dick, faded away. While I loved being with Harold, sleeping with him at night, having him hold me, fuck me, share all his body and fluids with me, the other part of me really enjoy all the other men too. Harold started to get more and jealous and possessive and while I could tell he was upset, he never told me exactly what was wrong and I was frankly a bit clueless. One day I went into our room and most of his shit was gone. I found Curtis to ask him what was going on but he refused to answer until I bent over his desk. Once his long, black, raw dick was snuggled nice and deep in my ass, Curtis said, “Don’t worry about him now. He’s got some things to work out and knows he can’t have what he wants here, so time for him to move on a bit – now push back on this dick and work that fucking hole! A few weeks later I was in the stock room unpacking a shipment of vides when AJ popped his head in and said, “Hey, Curtis says you need to go to the theater. Got some business. Told me to bring you this and that you should hit it good before you go in. I nodded and said, “Thanks,” as I took the baggy of powder, the straw, and then snorted good and hard. Fuck I love that burn! I made a quick pit stop, adjusted my shorts and tank top, opened to the theater door and as it slowly closed I focused through the thick haze of smoke to notice that the movie playing was one I had never seen before. The black dick fucking the girl’s ass was gigantic! She looked like she was in real pain but the dude was not letting up. Without thinking I unbuttoned my shorts, let them drop, and started jacking my dick watching that monster missile defile her pink hole and my own ass twitched and quivered seeing her pink ring stretch to the max. I was lost in my own personal fantasy world when a big hand wrapped itself around my throat from the back and a sinister voice growled in my ear, “That’s what I plan to do to you – you nasty white pussy.” My hand dropped from my dick as he forcible turned me around – it was Billy! He smiled, dropped his hand from my neck and I then startled him as I jumped up, hugged him, and practically tried to climb up in his arms. Billy laughed, set me down, “So you’re happy to see me huh?” he said with a big old smile. He then waved at the screen, “What do you think of my new movie? It’s not officially out yet, but I always give the folks back here at a home a little taste. Get their feedback you know. Plus Curtis told me you had shown back up and I had to come back to climb up inside you again. What do you think about that?” I dropped to my knees, unzipped his fly, fished out his elephant dick, and began spitting it up. Billy chuckled, pulled his shirt off, shimmied his hips a little as I pulled his pants down, and with my mouth still on his dick, stepped out of his pants and then put his hands on his hips like a super hero – a big pussy fucking super hero! I let his dick go long enough to grab my baggy, hit real hard knowing I would need it, then stood up and begged for him to spit fuck me. Billy pushed me away and said, “Naw boo, we got to wait just a minute. Business first. Remember that video Curtis made of me raping your shit last time? Well he made a lot of cash off that pink hole being tore up, so time for the next episode, I think we’ll call it ‘Mr. Mandingo – Crack Addict’.” Sounded like a plan to me so I snorted some more Tina as Billy said, “That’s it. Get fucking spinning. This will be all about how Mr. Mandingo rape fucks a tweaker slut – making that white crack gape the fuck out for this dark nutt as I work that pussy over.” The theater door opened, Curtis strode in, closed and locked the door, and said, “Time to get this fucking show on the road. Everyone fucking loved the shit last time. Now I want it more extreme. True fucking rape, no holding back now, extreme dick fuck, you hear me? I got fucking freaks willing to pay triple for something real, and I know you both can give it.” A few hours later I lay in the middle of the theater floor bruised, bloody, cum drenched, and ass gaping for dick like a gold fish who jumped out of its bowl. Billy was taking a piss in the middle of the floor, shook off the last few drops and laughed as he said, “Just a little something else for you to clean up, now crawl over and let me see that pussy tongue taste it.” I groaned as I rolled over, got up on my hands and knees, and winced as the concrete floor bit into my scuffed knee caps. Billy spit on his dick and started stroking it as he watched me delicately bend forward until my face was almost touching the floor and then flick out my tongue like a Persian cat drinking my a silver bowl full of buttery cream. Billy moaned as he squatted over my ass and slid his dick back up my sloppy man cunt. I arched my back, Billy dropped his full weight on me, pressing me into the pool of his piss as he rode up on my ass, and started to pound another load deep in my guts. When he finished, Billy helped me stand up, and I asked, “Was that OK? Did I do good for you? Did you like it?” Billy smiled at me, slapped his still half-hard dick and said, “What do you think? You got one hell of a hungry ass there and God damn I enjoy balling it out. I think today’s work is cause for a celebration. You up for a little trip?” Given my past I eyed him suspiciously, but he walked over, held me close to his body and soothingly said, “Don’t worry. I think you should come with me to New Orleans. You ever been? There’s a house there a friend of mine owns and well….I…think we should, um, need to go on down. Tonight. So go wash up, can’t have you dripping spooge on the leather seats of my rental and I’ll settle up with Curtis. Later that evening, in one of the largest houses in the Garden District of New Orleans, I was impaled on Billy’s monster dick. He was sitting on this antique, upholstered bench that was at the end of a big, fancy four-poster bed in a bedroom larger than some apartments. The moment we entered the house he told me to strip naked and he had kept me stuffed and wet since. I had my feet up on the bench to either side of him as he had his hands clamped behind my back holding me close, making sure I did not fall backwards. This was a total trust fuck for sure. I was grinding his dick side to side inside me, slowly rising up and settling back in, making Billy sigh and gasp and his head roll back and forth in sublime ecstasy. I had started to ride him faster, moaning as he got even deeper inside me if that was possible when the lights in the room flickered off – then on – then back off. A loud THUMP sounded from down the hall, followed by another, then another – it was footsteps! I panicked, Billy clenched his arms tight, holding me closer against his hot body, “It’s OK,” he said, “It’s OK.” Fuck if it was OK why was he shaking? THUMP – THUMP – THUMP – THUMP echoed off the exotic wooden floors, closer and closer and closer. “Don’t look,” Billy said as he squeezed all the air out of me, “Just listen.” THUMP – THUMP – THUMP – pause – whoever it was, they were right behind me now and the room got even darker like all light had fled in fear. Billy had put his head down, closed his eyes, and nestled into my shoulder. The entire room shook, the windows rattled, a booming voice felt like it busted my eardrums and split my head, “I AM THE DEACON.” I could not breathe, all air in the room had gone with the light. My insides clenched in knowing, fearing, something was not right, HE was not right. The booming voice continued, this time resonating to my bones, “I HAVE SEEN YOU. WATCHED YOU OFFER YOURSELF AS A SCARIFICE. YOU HAVE SERVED ME WELL SO FAR. YOU ARE MANY OF THE THINGS I NEED AND REQUIRE, BUT I AM STILL SEARCHING FOR THE ONE. THAT WILL BE YOUR TASK. TO TAKE ALL YOU HAVE LEARNED, KNOW, AND WILL UNDERSTAND IN THE YEARS TO COME TO FIND ME THE ONE – THE PRINCE DU SANG – HE OF MY BLOOD. THE ONE WHO WILL BE WHAT OTHERS CANNOT. WHO CAN TAKE WHAT OTHERS CANNOT. WHO WILL BECOME THE FOUNDATION OF THE NEW WORLD ORDER, THE GENESIS OF MY BLOOD’S STRAIN UPON THE POPULATION.” “YOU WILL SERVE ME IN THIS. HE WILL SERVE ME. I WILL FORGE YOU INTO WHO YOU MUST BE TO DO MY WORK AND ALL YOU NEED YOU SHALL HAVE.” I shifted my eyes to the right as a deeper darkness came into view, slightly back lit by the window on the wall. Where Billy was a monster of man – this man or whatever he was beside me – was a Titan. A god. Something unreal. Unnatural. I tried to scream as I felt his unworldly touch against my forehead and everything went bright white. Some hours later I opened my eyes to find Billy sitting on the side of the bed, a wet cloth in his hand, which he gently laid on my forehead. I tried to speak, but was so exhausted, and fell to sleep with Billy’s soft touch caressing me. Billy and I stayed at the house in New Orleans for several more weeks and I never returned to ROXIES. We did not talk about THE DEACON, or what happened, because we both knew, we both understood, we both served HIM. I noticed changes to my body from DEACON’S power and touch as I changed into the man he needed to me to be. The changes were small at first, but as summer approached, the speed of the changes seemed to increase and I always felt like my mind was buzzing with a thousand voices and my body felt like a teenager going into puberty with all the growth pains and awkwardness. My time with Billy was blissful, full of wild amazing sex with gangbangs, thug dick, homeless dick, and more. Billy still did his porno films in LA, but that only ever took a day or so where he would fly out can be back the next night. That August, we left the hot and humid hazy days of the New Orleans summer and flew to London – first class. I had been given a posh house, and because Billy had to return home, he hired a butler who was originally from Nigeria and had a dick almost as big as his and a houseboy/maid who was a short, skinny, Dutch guy who I quickly learned I enjoyed fucking the hell out of with my new, and improved, DEACON-granted dick that was much bigger than what I started with. House rules – I was the only one who got dick or ass. But London was not all about fun. The real reason I was there was for medical school. I had easily tested out all the undergraduate requirements and thanks to DEACON, would have my degree in record time. The changes DEACON made in me were not just physical, they were mental too. I also had all the money I could ever need and while DEACON did not speak to me again in person for some years, HE was always in my mind, guiding me. In time, my mornings began with the chorus of “Dr. Mike’s office, how may I help you?” I finished medical school, moved to Washington, DC, and quickly set up my own private practice. While I could have easily afforded the nicest office suite in the city, my work for DEACON required that I be accessible to the vulnerable populations so I could find – THE ONE. And so it began. 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No. Because who would ever truly say that?

Part 6 Harry told us that was awesome and told Sean that seeing him cum without touching himself was the hottest thing he ever saw. Harry said he hoped Sean's ass healed soon so he could tear it up. Stan told him he shouldn't wait then pulled his son towards him and shoved his tongue into his mouth. Sean watched his Uncle and cousin make out in front of him and wished he lived here and didn't have to go back home. He quickly became overwhelmed with this sadness and started crying. Harry misunderstood and told Sean he wouldn't really tear up his bottom but that made Sean cry louder. Stan looked at Sean and saw an innocent little boy even after being corrupted he maintained his boyhood. He asked Sean why he was crying and Sean told him he didn't want to leave and he wanted to stay forever. Sean then started crying again as he told them if he could stay Harry could whip him and Stan could do anything you want to him. Stan switched places with Harry and guided his son's cock into the crying boy as he told Sean to tell him what could they do to him. To think about all your dirtiest fantasies and tell us we can do it to you. If we believe you then you can stay. As Harry slowly fucked him and his Uncle held his face the boy told them his fantasies. Listening to the boy describe going on a camping trip and being tied up and raped by a dozen men all weekend got his Uncle's cock to rise again and Harry to start pounding the boy. Stan showed Sean his cock and asked if the men in his fantasy would all have cocks like his covered in cum and butt juice and Sean said they would. Stan asked if he wanted to suck it clean and Sean nodded and opened his mouth. Stan fed him a few inches at a time until the boy shook his head side to side. Stan pulled out and told Sean it was OK if he didn't want to clean his cock. "Daddy, the men I dream about don't care if I like it but instead they force me to do it. I like it a lot but can you pretend to force me?" "Dad this boy is amazing. One minute he's an innocent little boy and the next he is a boyslut begging to be abused." "Harry, step aside". Stan got back between the boy's legs and looked at the puffy cummy boyhole and slammed his cock back into its new home and pumped it a few times then pulled out and Harry quickly got back to fucking the boy. " Look at my cock, bitchboy. Your slutty little boypussy got it dirty and you're going to have to clean it." "No, no. That's nasty. It's covered in bum juice and even some blood.". Sean didn't look or sound like he was playing but instead sounded like a boy who honestly didn't want to do it. Stan brought his cock to the boy's lips and the boy kept them closed. Stan smiled and told him as he squeezed the boy's nose that either he opened up or suffocated and then watched as the boy started whimpering and saying he didn't want to. Harry and Stan were amazed when tears started to run down his face. This boy brought roleplaying to a whole new level. Stan pushed into the boy's mouth and watched as the crying stopped and the boyslut returned and worshipped his Uncle's cock. Stan picked up a bottle of poppers and after huffing it twice he pulled his cock out and held the bottle to his nephew's nose and told him to breathe in. Three times he did it then gave the boy his cock again. This time he held the boy's head and told him to look at him as he pushed further in. With two inches remaining he stopped and told him he was going all the way and then did. Sean was flying from the poppers and wanted it but when his Uncle stopped and told him he had to take it all he didn't know if he could but then relaxed as he remembered he wanted to be used and then felt his throat open and his Uncle's cock slide in. Harry remarked how it took months for him or Teddy to take it all and how Sean was a perfect little baby fuck boy. Stan waited a minute and then slowly withdrew and told Sean he was a perfect little baby fuck boy and then leaned over and spit into his mouth as his cock came out. Stan told the boy to tell them what else he dreamed about and as Sean told them Stan joined Teddy on the bed. Sean was describing a scene were his coach after molesting him for weeks had invited a few other coaches to watch him pop Sean's cherry. Teddy turned and looked at his dad when he felt a soft touch on his sore ass. He told his dad that Harry hurt his bum so much then he cried a little. His dad told him it was over and he didn't need to cry anymore and that now Harry no longer could spank him. Teddy cried a little as he told his dad that he came twice while Harry belted him and it was so good and no matter how much it hurt he wanted it again. His tough youngest son had just realized he was a masochist. Stan asked if he wanted to be spanked by him too, and Teddy told him he wanted it more than anything. Stan asked if he still wanted to top and use little Sean and Teddy said he would always be dominate to his baby cousin. Stan kissed his boy and told him that after his ass healed he would spank him even harder than Harry. Stan told him that when Sean heard him crying it made his boycock rock hard. Teddy said he wanted to be spanked along side Sean so they could watch each other take it. He promised his son that in a few days he wanted to catch Sean blowing him in his room again and then they'd be punished and that Harry would spank Sean just as bad. He then untied his son and they went to watch Harry fuck Sean. Sean was telling Harry he wanted to act out stories he read online and make so many men happy. Teddy got hard again watching his brother long fuck their boy and then walked to Sean's side and pulled his head and pushed his cock into the boy's mouth. "Daddy told me you liked hearing me cry. I bet I'll enjoy hearing you cry too when Harry beats your little ass. I want him to spank you more than he ever spanked anyone. You're going to make both of us so happy listening to you cry like a real baby." Listening to Teddy pushed Harry over the edge and he fucked Sean even harder. Teddy sensing his brother was going to cum told him to breed their little bitch. Harry's cock was sore from the pounding he was giving the boy but as his orgasm arrived it was worth it. He held the boy's hips and went deep and bred his little cousin and told the boy to take it. He felt each pulse shooting his seed into the boy's incredible hot hole. Sean hearing he was about to be filled again with cum made his own cock throb even though it wasn't hard. Stan, Harry and Teddy watched Sean's soft boycock lose its load. It didn't shoot like earlier but instead just poured out of him. As Harry pulled out of the cummy boyhole his father told Teddy to let Harry use Sean's mouth. The brothers switched places and Harry wasted no time getting his softened sticky cock down the boy's throat. Teddy saw the boy's cummy hole and got on his knees and started licking it. Stan watched his sons enjoy their cousin. He always thought both of them would make good tops one day and was sure Harry was already becoming one but now wondered about Teddy. As he saw Harry pull his clean and again hard cock out of the boy's mouth he tapped Teddy and told him to stop. Teddy went to get up but his dad held him down and told him to crawl to the side so that Harry could enter the boy again. Harry looked at his dad puzzled but did as he was told. Once Harry was back in the boy and started to fuck his dad told him to pull out. He turned Harry to the side so that his cummy and ass juicy cock pointed at Teddy. He nodded down and Harry joined his dad in watching Teddy stare at the messy cock. "Boys I told you that you were my bottom boy until I got a new one. Harry once we broke in Teddy you were free to be a man and tonight I expected to see Teddy take his place with the men but I think Teddy would rather stay on his knees and lick your cock clean than fuck our new bitchboy." Stan looked at Teddy and said, "You wish you were in the sling and you don't want to stop being a boy" Teddy listened and knew his dad was right and started to tear up. "Am I right, boy?" With tears starting to roll down his face but not actually crying he said, "Yes" "Yes, what, boy?" "Yes, Daddy" Stan reached down and pulled Teddy head towards Harry's messy cock. As Teddy opened his mouth he started to cry. Stan thought life was great as he watched his sons as they were meant to be. He also looked at Sean and smiled to him as he pushed a couple of fingers into the cummy hole and watched as the boy's face showed his enjoyment. Harry removed his again clean cock. Stan looked at his youngest son's tear covered face and told him that he shouldn't be crying and should be proud to admit he was a boy and not a man. He told him that he only wanted his boys to be happy. He then helped his son stand and kissed him deeply as he spread his son's ass cheeks and rubbed his hole and felt his son melt and heard him purr. Stan loved how whenever he fucked Teddy, which was almost daily for the last couple of years, he would make a purring sound like a kitten. His cock got harder and he felt it drip as he teased his son's hole. Stan told Teddy to go get a jockstrap but not a real manly one but instead one of the street jocks that were the rage with twink bottom boys. Also he said to get the double headed dildo and Sean's diaper. Stan and Harry got Sean out of the sling. Harry pushed Sean to his knees and made him suck his cock clean again. As Teddy walked back in the room his dad seeing him smile in his cute colorful jock was happy that Teddy admitted he was still a boy. Stan told Teddy to put the diaper on Sean and then he had the two bottoms lie on the bed face down. He got a few nice size shards and handed two to Harry. Then he bumped Teddy as Harry bumped Sean. Stan told the bottom boys to face each other and to hold the other and make out. Stan loved hearing a boy moan through a kiss as the boy was bumped. He tossed a bottle of lube towards them and told them to finger each other's boyhole but to keep kissing. Harry told his dad that it was so hot watching the two bottoms, Stan told him it was soon going to be hotter. The bump was getting to the boys and they were both backing their asses up towards the others fingers. Knowing they were ready he had them get on their hands and knees facing away from each other and then gave them both a bottle of poppers and told them to keep hitting them until he said so. Stan and Harry got the 24 inch double headed dildo pressed against both boyhole and then told them to stop huffing the poppers and to back up. Both boys soon had seven inches of rubber cock in them. Stan and Harry both took a couple of hits of poppers as they watched. Stan told the boys he didn't want to see any of the dildo and to back up until they felt the others ass. End of part 6

Part 5 Stan had set up the sling in his bedroom earlier while Teddy was babying Sean so it was ready when they all got there. He placed the boy in it and told him to ask his cousins to restrain him. "Teddy and Harry please restrain me." "Why do you want to be restrained?" Harry asked "Uncle said I should be and also so you can do anything you want and I can't try to stop you." After securing him Teddy told him that he too liked being restrained in the sling. It makes you feel so helpless and he always imaged he was a virgin being raped. "That's what I want, please really rape me" "You need to pretend you don't want it, here let me gag you so you can try to scream". Teddy told him and then gagged him. Stan told them that the fantasy was beginning. "Teddy good job getting your cousin in our trap. Harry why don't you warm up his ass while I get the rigs ready." Harry picked up his father's belt and using medium strength swung it against the boy's ass. The look on Sean's face was shock and after only six strikes he started to cry. Harry wished he wasn't gagged and could really cry but he knew that was for another day. Teddy stroked Sean's face and told him that soon his dad would take away the pain as well as his innocence. When Stan returned he saw the boy's ass was beat good and told Harry to use the belt on Teddy for awhile. Teddy didn't look happy about it but he laid on the bed on his belly offering up his ass to be belted. Harry swung even harder as he belted his brother. Stan told Sean that soon he too would lay willingly to be abused. He strapped the boy's left arm and then wiped it and picked up the rig he prepared and showed it to Sean. He told him that it was going to be injected into his arm and would make him want to be ruined. Sean was still sobbing and was now very scared that they were going to inject him with drugs. Stan removed the boy's gag. Stan told him what to expect and started to slam the boy. Just before slamming him he told him that he and both of his sons were HIV positive and would fuck him full of their toxic seed and make him positive too, but they wanted him to beg for it. Sean said he wanted to stop and go home. His uncle told him to wait two minutes and then he could leave if he wanted to. Stan slammed Sean and Sean was quiet as the slam hit him. The brothers stopped playing and watched as Sean coughed and looked freaked out for about 30 seconds then he relaxed into the sling. Stan traced the boy's lips with a finger and then pushed it in his mouth. "I think you like sucking. But do you like this?" And he then squeezed the small nipples and the boy moaned. "How about if I squeeze them really hard?" The sensation was blowing Sean's mind and he knew it should have hurt really bad but all he felt was intense pleasure. "I bet you'll like this even more." Stan brought his right hand down between the boy's legs and rubbed his boyhole with a finger then with his left hand he squeezed a nipple as hard as he could and shoved a finger up the boy's ass. Sean's head felt like it was going to explode and his eyes rolled back and he didn't believe he could ever feel this good. Suddenly he had a thought that if this felt this great that getting fucked must be even better. Stan asked his nephew if he wanted to go home as he pushed a second finger into the new party hole. Sean opened his mouth to speak but couldn't get the words out as the feeling of his Uncle squeezing his nipple and finger fucking his ass was overpowering. Stan knew what was happening and stopped finger fucking and lessened his nipple squeeze. "Do you have something to say, Sean?" "Unc....Unc....Uncle Stan, please fu....fu....fuck me!" "Do you want me to fuck your virgin ass and breed it full of my toxic cum?" "Uncle, please yes do me!" "Call me Daddy and tell me you're my boy and that I own you." Stan then pulled his fingers out and let the nipple go. He lined up his dripping cock to the tight little hole. "Daddy, I'm your boy and you own me, and please fu..". The boy never got to finish as Stan drove his entire cock into him. The feeling of being impaled by his stud Uncle was more than Sean could process but he knew it was what he wanted. He tried speaking and again couldn't form words and it made him sound like a baby. Stan told him that he shouldn't try to talk but that he should just lay there and be a good little slut and enjoy knowing that from this moment forward he was now a fuck toy. Harry and Teddy got up and watched as their young cousin took their dad's cock and lost his cherry just as they did years earlier. Harry hearing the boy babel and drool told Teddy that Sean looked like a real baby. Teddy told Sean to suck his thumb and Sean looked at him and did so. Seeing that they had his attention Harry asked Sean if he wanted to see see Teddy get spanked and hear Teddy cry like a baby, Sean nodded and Harry told his brother that after tonight he didn't need to be his spankee as Sean would be getting it so tonight he was going to tear up his ass worse than ever. Teddy knew his brother loved hurting a boy's ass and also that he wouldn't be able to sit for days. Stan continued to pound Sean's boypussy and told him to watch how Teddy let his brother tie him down and then slam him into the same chemmed up slut space in his mind that Sean was enjoying. Sean sucked his thumb as he watched and saw his hot cousin who not long ago dominated him became a subby boy once he was slammed. Stan told Sean that since this was last time Harry could spank Teddy, unless Teddy asked for it, should Harry make Teddy just cry or should he beat Teddy's ass until he cant take it anymore. He told him to think about it as they continued to fuck. Teddy coughed and then raised his ass signalling Harry to begin. In no time Harry was swinging the paddle. Stan never let Harry go to far with his brother but had seen him get real sadistic with other boys. Sean felt so good being fucked and watching Teddy's ass get red and hear him cry that he even chemmed up started to get hard. Stan grabbed the boy's erect cock and asked him how bad teddy should be spanked and Sean told him that Harry should spank Teddy as hard as possible. Harry looked to his dad and seeing his dad nod knew he had permission to hurt his brother's ass like he wanted to. Stan tossed Harry the gag and the last thing Teddy said was "no" as he was gagged. Harry picked up his dad's belt and swung it as hard as he could. Stan felt Sean's cock throb as they watched Teddy get beaten. He told Sean he was happy to see that he liked to see someone hurt then Stan grabbed Sean's balls and squeezed them hard and told Sean that tonight was the only time Harry could hurt his brother but that Harry could do it to him everyday. And that Teddy will likely get even with him by joining his brother in spanking Sean. About a half hour later Harry was exhausted hitting his little brother and Teddy passed out as soon as it was over. Harry was smiling as he approached his dad and thanked him. Harry looked down and saw Sean's boyhole looked like his dad had beat it too. Stan reminded him that Sean was now a boyslut and he should be used hard. Stan said that seeing how torn up it was that it was time to load it up and he started pounding the boy harder. He told Sean he was about to get knocked up and asked if he was ready. "Oh, Daddy please make me yours. Please cum in me." Stan held Sean's hips and lunged as deep into him as possible then held him tight as he shot his load into his nephew's neg hole. Sean had stayed hard listening to his cousins and when his Uncle filled him with cum he too shot off. Both Stan and Harry watched in amazement as Sean's cock blew the biggest load they are saw. The entire time the boy came he repeated "please cum in me" over and over.

I went to Blackout night at 442 with a friend last night. I was intending to just breed my friend and whore him out. I did breed him, but once a guy fondled my ass, all hell broke loose. I ended up getting fucked by about 11 guys (lost count somewhere in between) and got 3-4 loads. One very fit black guy with long cock bent me over dentist's chair and bred me while I was hanging out for my dear life!! All in all, hot piggy night! Now my ass is hungry for more! Lol

My bf isn't into any kinky stuff lol so i gotta find it elsewhere!

Yeah I was not sure who you meant. But damn he has one nice cock. Bet that cock would work over any hole real good. And look at those low hangers too.

He has an awesome dick and is very hot. I agree with you that it is so hot how he cums inside his bottoms. The best. I can overlook the stupid thumb sucking thing. He is a hot man and I'd love to take his load some day.

PART 3 As I gratefully slurped on Jake's fat poz dick, I couldn't get over how sweet his seed tasted as it dripped from his twitching cock. Precum continued to pulse out of his shaft. His balls still hung heavy with millions of infected sperm. I wanted all of that seed swimming up in my guts, taking over my body, colonizing me with his deadly DNA. I looked up at him, and he grinned at me, shaking his head and laughing. "That's only your first load, and you're already addicted to my virus," he said. "You're such a good boy. You ready for more poz dick?" "Fuck yeah," I said, arching my back even more and spreading my knocked-up cunt for Trey, who was rubbing the head of his raw cock against my dripping hole. Trey slapped my ass. "That's not just a hole anymore," he said to me. "That's a fuckin' CUMhole. Isn't that right, boy?" "Yes," I answered. "What's that cumhole for?" Trey asked. "For taking raw dick and poz seed," I said. "Damn, Jake. He's such a good boy," Trey said. "I think he deserves a little bump of T inside this swollen cunt." "Fuck yeah, baby," Jake said, leaning over to spread my hole with his hands. "Put a few shards on the end of your raw dick and work 'em in. Make him bleed a little more. Get him even hungrier. I want him good and wrecked before Beau shoves his toxic dick inside this hungry little fuckhole. Hey, boy," he said to me. "You feel that cum dripping out of your cunt? Trey's gonna plug you up with his dick and work all that poz jizz into your little neg butt, your tissues, your bloodstream. He's gonna rub my sperm deeper into you. And from here on out, we're only gonna use our virus as lube. Got that?" "Yes," I answered. "Yes. Please. I want it. More poz seed. Inside me. Deeper. Please." Jake grunted approval. As I kept worshipping his twitching poz dick, I heard Trey rustling around in a plastic bag behind me. Then I felt the head of his cock push up inside my hole, along with a scratching, burning heat that first made me tense up. But just a moment later, hunger radiated up my spine, and I backed my hole onto his dick in one greedy backward thrust. "Thatta bitch," said Trey. "Fuck yourself on my poz dick, boy. Fuck yourself to death. I want to see how much you want my virus." I pushed off his cock, then pushed back again to swallow his shaft with my partied-up hole. Then again. And again. Faster. Hungrier. Grunting, panting, whimpering with pain and insane pleasure, possessed by a deep need for these men to make me theirs forever. I glanced over at Beau, who was still hard at work under the desklamp. Were those needles in his hands? And why was one of the syringes a deep shade of red? Trey didn't last long: after a minute or two of watching me impale myself on his poz dick, he grabbed my hips and reclaimed control of my neg cunt. "Fuck, Jake," he said. "I'm not gonna last much longer. This boy needs another dose of our strain. Don't you, boy?" I whimpered. Jake smacked me on the side of the head. "Trey asked you a question, boy. Do you want his strain?" "Yes, I want his poz strain," I replied. "Please infect me. Knock my ass up. Make me yours. Own me. POZ ME. PLEASE." Hearing that, Trey's breath grew shorter, and his dick got even harder. "Fuck you, bitch," he said to me. "You're getting pozzed tonight whether you want it...or...NOT." Then he went into a convulsive, ass-pounding orgasm, his poz dick pumping stream after stream of tainted cum into my wide-open neg hole. As he continued to shake with each pulse of his fat dick, I pushed my ass against him again, working his cock with my swollen cunt, doing everything I could to drain him completely and get that strain as deep as it could go. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Beau watching us from the desk, his hand working his dick as his balls bounced with every stroke. I was mesmerized by those balls -- low and full and deadly. Beau smiled. "I think this boy's ready for the next stage of his initiation," he said to Jake. Jake nodded. With Trey's dick still twitching inside my slopped-up cumhole, Beau walked over and knelt down beside me, turning my face to look at him. He was in his late twenties, and had the look of a fratboy gone to the dark side: backwards ball cap, strong jawline, military haircut, muscled-up pecs, and a trail of fur running down the middle of his abs to a veiny cock, even bigger than Jake's, that was perfect for pozzing up uninitiated jockboy hole. It was his eyes that gave him away: dark, almost pitch-black, piercing, the eyes of a Devil who's out to destroy. "We've made you into a hungry boy," he said to me. "But it's time to make you even hungrier. Are you ready to be a shameless, trashy cumpig for us to pimp out and poz up all night long? You ready to go to the next level?" I nodded. "I'm ready," I said. "I'll do anything. I want your virus. Bad." "Anything?" "Anything. Please. Poz me." Beau grinned, and turned to Trey. "Let's put him on the couch," he said. "Prop up his arm on a pillow." He walked back to the desk, returning with four syringes. He handed one each to Jake and Trey, put another behind his ear, and held out the last one for me to see. It was a deep crimson red. "See that, boy? That's my blood. I melted a syringe full of Tina with my fucking toxic blood, and I'm gonna pump this into your vein. After that, you're gonna be 50 times higher than you are right now. By that point, you won't even feel like a hot little jockboy anymore -- you'll be nothing but a hole, and you'll welcome every AIDS-infected cock deep in your wrecked cunt. You ready for that, fucker?" I turned to Jake. He rubbed my chest reassuringly. "It's OK, pig," he told me. "Believe me, you want this. Just trust us. You'll fucking love it." Beau was already applying a tourniquet to my arm. Meanwhile, Jake and Trey were doing the same to theirs. "Watch Jake do his hit," Beau said to me. "He's going to stick the needle in his vein, draw it back to make sure that he's directly connected to his bloodstream, then push the plunger in. That delivers the T right into his circulatory system. Watch." I watched. Jake inserted the needle. He pulled back the plunger, a flood of red filling the syringe. Then he pushed the plunger in, pulled the needle out, and released the tourniquet, raising his arm above his head. His mouth dropped open and his eyes rolled back. He let out a long, shaky breath. And his dick suddenly curved even further upward, a stream of precum oozing out of his piss-slit as he broke into an ecstatic grin. "See that?" said Beau. "Now, it's gonna be really intense at first. You might feel like you're having trouble breathing, and you might feel really warm all of a sudden. But don't worry -- that's normal. Just relax into it. OK?" "OK," I said, resting my arm on the pillow. Beau had no trouble finding a vein, gently inserting the needle into my arm. Even from that initial puncture, I felt a tiny rush from the T on the needle. He pulled the plunger back, and the red color of the syringe grew even darker. "Ready, boy?" he said, looking me in the eye. "You ready to take my virus directly into your bloodstream?" "Fuck yeah," I said. "Push that poz blood into me." "You didn't have a choice, bitch." He plunged the syringe's contents into my vein just before releasing the tourniquet. It hit me immediately. I felt a powerful rush in my head, and I went into a coughing fit as I tasted something chemical at the back of my throat. Then my breathing grew shallow, causing me to have a moment of panic -- but then Jake was lying down next to me, wrapping his arms around me, running his hands over my chest and stomach. "Just relax, buddy," he said. "It's OK. It's intense, I know. But just relax into it. Relax." I looked him in the eyes, my breathing still tense and labored. "Here," he said. "Does this help?" With a light touch of his fingers, he moved down to my slopped-up cumhole, gently inserting two fingers just an inch or two into my cunt. As soon as his fingers entered my knocked-up butt, all thoughts of panic vanished. Suddenly my fuckhole was the center of my universe -- it expanded around his fingers, seemed to expand into the entire room. I was nothing but a hungry slammed-up poz-craving cunt dripping with two loads of viral seed. Nothing else -- just a hole, ready to surrender to any dick that wanted to mark me and charge me up. My eyes rolled back in my head, I let out a long, low moan, and my hole felt ready to swallow Jake's hand. He grinned. "There you go," he said. "That's the sound of a slampig being born." I looked up toward Beau, who was just then plunging the syringe into his vein. My eyes fixated on his cock as it twitched and dripped during his initial rush. Meanwhile, he stared right back at me. "Show me your slampig fuckhole," Beau said. "Spread it. I wanna see what I'm gonna flood with poz seed." I spread my cum-soaked, torn-up hole as far as I could. He watched me with his dark Devil eyes, jacking his unmedicated poz cock, his fat shaft glistening like steel. "Nice," he said to me, his eyes gleaming with a hunger to destroy me -- me, this helpless negboy bitch with veins pumped full of Tina and tainted blood. "Keep those legs up, boy. I'm gonna pound that cunt and poz you the fuck up." MORE SOON...

PART 2 [Above: My ass in December 2012, waiting for anonymous dick to deposit a fresh strain of POZ cum.] After showering, I returned to Jake and Trey's living room. They already had a third guy there -- a very handsome dude, a little younger than me, smoking the pipe while Trey sucked his fat dick. "Hey, boy," said Jake. "Meet Beau. I told him that we had a neg hole all hopped up on Tina, and he came right over. Let's just say that he's gonna play a very important role in your pozzing tonight. You wanna tell him why, Beau?" "Sure," said Beau, right after blowing out a giant cloud of white smoke. "Around this time last year, Jake and Trey pumped me full of their sweet poz strain, and I got knocked up with the bug I'd been craving. Since then, I haven't gone on any meds, and my viral load is pretty fuckin' high. I love sharing my virus with boys like you, and especially with boys not like you -- boys who think I'm a neg total top, and trust me to destroy their perfect neg fuckholes with my poison shaft." "Trey and I are on meds," Jake explained. "So we're practically shooting blanks. But Beau here, he can do some serious damage to your immune system. Tell me, then: do you want this stud to fuck you after Trey and I have wrecked your neg hole?" "Yes. I want his unmedicated poz load," I said. Beau smiled. "I think we've got a good boy on our hands." "We definitely have a good boy on our hands," Jake replied. Then he motioned me over to the couch. "Sit down here, boy. Spread your legs. We're going to do a few things to help your cunt get even hungrier." I eagerly walked over to the couch, the Tina still making my head buzz after those first few hits almost an hour before. Jake lit up the pipe, took a giant hit, and blew it in my mouth. Then he handed the pipe and the lighter to me. "Here boy -- I'll teach you. Hold the flame right under the T," he said to me. "See that smoke coming out the top? That's when you start your slow inhale. Slow. Keep it slow. No, keep inhaling. Don't stop. Good boy." They watched me take four giant hits. Then I handed the pipe to Trey and lay back on the couch, lifting my legs to expose my hungry jockhole. "Oh, that's pretty," Beau said, smiling. "I can't wait to destroy that thing." Meanwhile, Jake was dipping his finger into a small plastic bag. He applied a little lube to my hole -- again, those fingers brushing against my cunt drove me wild -- and then he shoved into me with the finger that had been in the bag. There was a sharp pain, followed by a sudden warmth as he roughly rubbed the inside of my hole. Then my cunt relaxed, opened up, and began eagerly swallowing up that finger, then two, then three, with no pain -- just total eagerness for this man to use my butt however he wanted. Jake laughed. "Thatta boy," he said. "Jesus. I can feel this pussy getting hungrier by the second." Then he stood up, his dick looking even bigger, its curve pointing to his steady stream of precum. "You want this poz dick, boy? It's so ready to invade your neg cunt." "Fuck yes," I replied. "Please. Please give me your poz cock. I want to be just like you. I want you to mark me. Infect me. Please, please, please poz me." "You want my strain? Beau here has my strain. You like my strain, Beau?" "Fuckin' A," Beau said. "I'm so proud to carry your strain, and pass it on to every boy I can seduce with T and breed full of my virus." Jake knelt down between my legs, placing the head of his dick against the entrance to my hole. "You feel that, boy? That's my poz cock," he said. "Feel it?" "Oh fuck yeah, I feel it," I replied, squirming with total hunger for this man to transform me into a poz dickpig. "This is the point of no return, buddy. Once I'm inside, you're getting pozzed. In fact, even if I don't shoot a big wad, I'll still be dripping my precum the whole time, lubing you up with my virus. You ready?" "Yes, I'm ready." "Ready for what?" "To get pozzed. To feel your poz dick in me. To beg for your poz cum." He smiled. "You're such a good fuckin' boy." Then his fat mushroom head squeezed into my throbbing, partied-up fuckhole, and I moaned from the sense of total freedom as I surrendered my defenseless cunt to this sexy, hairy, muscular man with the studcock primed to alter me forever. "Moaning like a bitch already," he said. "We'll have you whimpering before long. Just whimpering like a cum-starved poz pig boy with a hole dripping cum and maybe a little bit of blood. Because this cunt is getting wrecked, I promise you." That's when he shoved the rest of his fat dick inside me. My hole swallowed it eagerly, and even in my pain I smiled. I had surrendered. I had taken the step. I couldn't turn back. I belonged to him. "Feels like home, boy. You were made for this. This is what your hole was meant to do." "Yes," I moaned. "This is all I ever wanted. Thank you." "Don't thank me yet. Thank me when you've got a gut full of my poz DNA." He pushed my knees back to my shoulders, squatted so that his cock was positioned directly above my wide-open hole, and began pounding. Just pounding it. Owning it. My eyes rolled back in my head, and I could almost hear the delicate tissues in my fuckhole getting shredded with this man's cock. He didn't last long. As I watched his muscular chest flex with every thrust, and his abs tighten each time his shaft drove all the way inside me, I could hear his breath grow shorter, his body beginning to shake with an intense need to release. "Tell me what you want, boy," he said. "Tell me now." "I want your poz cum, you fucking stud. Poz me." "What was that?" "I said PLEASE FUCKING POZ ME. PLEASE. PLEASE." "Fuck you, faggot. You didn't. Ever. Have. A. CHOICE." At that, his whole body went into a powerful convulsion as he plunged his cock even deeper. The muscles in his stomach spasmed repeatedly, and he grunted and growled with each pulsation of his stud-dick as he emptied a ballsac full of poz sperm inside my neg guts. Beau laughed. "Congratulations, boy," he said to me. "You are now officially a pig. Hungry for more?" "Yes, please. Please more poz seed. Please." "That's good," Beau replied. "Because that wasn't really a choice, either. But first, you're going to do what a true bottom does, and clean off the cock that just pounded your guts full of sweet poz cum." At that moment, Jake pulled out, and his dick glistened with the deathseed he'd just injected into my hole. I eagerly scrambled to the ground and wrapped my mouth around it, slurping greedily to taste this man's toxic DNA and worship his perfect boy-wrecking dick. "Jesus, he's a good boy," said Jake. As I knelt on the ground, carefully cleaning off my man's dick, I felt something slightly prickly press against the inside of my warm, wet cumhole. "Just hold still," said Trey. "I'm just rubbing the inside of your cunt with a toothbrush. Brushing some of that poz jizz up inside you, giving you little abrasions so that you can welcome more poz spunk into your bloodstream." Hearing that, I arched my back to spread my hole a little wider, allowing the toothbrush to plunge deeper inside my cum-soaked cunt. Seeing that, Jake whistled. "Jesus," he said. "I'd say we've created a pig. And trust me when I say this: this night is going to get much, much wilder. Just wait to see what fuckin' nasty surprises we have waiting for you." I glanced over at Beau, who was busy at work under the desklamp. I couldn't tell what he was doing, but it looked like he was carefully measuring T into little vials. Jake grabbed my head, turned it back in his direction, and impaled my mouth on his beautiful giftgiving cock. "Don't worry about what's next," he said to me. "Just worship my poz cock like a grateful faggot who knows his place." "Thank you," I murmured, as I plunged my hungry mouth down on his poz dick over and over again, with blood and cum oozing out of my partied-up hole. MORE SOON...

Be proud of your little dick and it's total irrelevance. It must be a good reminder to you of your true purpose, to open your hole for tops and let them use it.