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Hey guys, Thank you to Rawtop and moderators on this site, and also to those of you who take the time to contribute thoughtful input. I know we all come from different backgrounds and life situations, and it's really been a rich experience for me to be a part of a "counter culture." [laughing] For me it's a swing in the extreme opposite direction having grown up in an era and culture that treated being gay as "sick" (at best), and a "sin" that provides you with a first class ticket to hell. One of the things this site provides to me (and many others from what I have read), is a relatively safe place to be and express exactly who/how we are. I think many of us know what it's like to be alone or isolated or rejected in life, and this place allows many of us to feel a part of something, accepted. It's really nice (understatement). It's kind of a funny experience for me because I spent most of my life in a religious culture that maintained that only people who believed as they did were "good" or "loving," but I have found more kindness, love and goodness on a 'porn' site than I ever did in church. I love that irony. Anyway, thanks to you guys, I appreciate and love you.

I was in Washington DC last week for a work trip. I always try to get loaded up (and dump a few loads) when traveling for business, and this trip was no exception. My hotel had a partnership with a nearby gym so I decided to take advantage of it to blow off some steam after work. I douched a couple times just to be prepared and headed out. There was quite a bit of hot eye candy of all kinds at this gym, including some stunningly sexy black men. It's a mostly mixed gym so it wasn't easy to determine if the hot guy with the big bulge you're drooling over was gay or straight, even so, I couldn't keep my eyes off of this one particular gentleman - 40ish, 6'2', 240 pounds of rock solid, black muscle. His bulge was definitely promising and I caught him returning a stare a couple times. That definitely got my hole twitching. I made sure to end my workout at the exact time the stud was headed to the locker room. We both collected our belongings and began changing out of our workout gear. I could tell he liked what he saw - and my God, did I like what I saw! His dick was pretty huge and getting plumper by the second. I was now on a mission. I finished my business and headed out near the gym lobby. He was 10 seconds or so behind me. As I walked out of the gym I held the door open for him and gave him a devilish smirk and noticed he had placed a wedding band on his ring finger. He smiled and shook my hand with a very firm grip, introducing himself as Walter. As luck would have it, the parking garage and my hotel were in the same general vicinity, and when I mentioned I was in DC for work and staying at the Marriott, Walter was definitely intrigued and the conversation lingered a bit so I took the bull by the horns, so to speak, and asked him if he wanted to grab a drink in the lobby. He agreed and said he'd put his gym bag in the car and meet me inside. My hole was not only twitching, it was beginning to sweat a little and get wet back there. It's got a mind of its own. Walter and I drank a couple beers and he told me he'd been married for 10 years. He could have easily walked away but it was obvious that we both wanted to fuck. When I suggested we go up to my room, Walter said his wife would be expecting him home within the hour so we didn't have a lot of time. So I suggested we hurry. We went upstairs as quickly as we were able, and I dropped to my knees even before my hotel room door had closed. His rock hard cock was out within seconds. It truly was a beautifully thick, veiny, throbbing piece of meat, easily ten inches and oozing pre-cum. I immediately went to work on it, sucking away. His crotch smelled incredibly hot and my senses were in overdrive. My efforts were rewarded often with more oozing pre-cum, which makes me moan just about every time. Before long, one of his strong hands was squeezing my ass. My hole was puckering like crazy. Since he was married I dreaded the condom question - but it was never mentioned. We both knew where his nut was going. Since we were short on time I stood, turned around and offered him my thick bubble butt. I slobbered his piece up pretty well and he spit on my hole several times before fingering me to open me a bit before placing the head of his massive dick against my hole. Fuck, this was going to feel incredible. He slowly entered my body, stretching my hole open inch by inch. The pain was intense but it hurt so fucking good. Once deep inside me, he started some dirty interracial talk (which I also love) about muscled white boys and how hot it is to see a big, black cock splitting a hot white hole open. And shooting inside. He picked up the pace a bit and the base of his pole grew even thicker. His moaning and heavy breathing let me know that he wouldn't last much longer. Sweat began to pour from both of us. I begged him for his load. And I got it. Three huge spurts of spunk back to back as I squeezed the fuck out of his cock. He stayed inside me for a bit and I wiggled my ass against him. Why did it have to end? He reluctantly plopped out of me and I spun around to lick him clean, which he loved. Sweet, sweet nut....in both of my holes. We exchanged information and I jokingly (or not) made a comment about getting him a room key. I wanted as much of that man as I could get for the remainder of my three-day work trip. "Fuck yeah" was his response. My swollen, beautifully sore hole - twitch, twitch, twitch. I could feel his cum dripping down my leg as we rode the elevator down to the front desk to get his key.

There are so many things to take issue with in the OP's statement. But I'll take on just two. First: a lot on here didn't ask for the bug. Didn't chase and never wanted it. But they got it anyway. Being on here gives those people a little bit of a sense of belonging. Not judged for having what they didn't ask for. Until posts like these pop up. So of course they are going to take the meds. Why wouldn't they? Second: There are individuals on here that don't glorify HIV necessarily. They just enjoy bareback sex. Horses of a different color.

CHAPTER 19: Sam: Mark and I made our way towards the bedroom, and, as we approached the doorway we could hear the undeniable sounds of man-against-man, skin-on-skin sex. We knew someone was fucking Cody, and entering the room I saw Cody laying in the sling, his hair messed up a little, sweating somewhat. Sergei’s left hand was holding Cody's head stationary as the head of Sergei's big Russian cock was sliding in and out of Cod’s mouth. Jake was standing at the rear of the sling, full balls on, pounding Cody – banging that boy’s hot little ass. I couldn't help but think 'This is so hot … I’m glad they didn’t wait', however, the words “Fuck that’s so hot” are those that somehow actually escaped my lips. Turning to Mark I suggested “It’s going to be a really good night, sexy.” I set the empty syringe down on my dresser beside the re-filled one from Jake. I look down at Mark, he may be blindfolded but his ears work, and his cock is just like mine and it’s hard as granite. I guide Mark to the other side of Cody’s face, put his right hand on the boy’s head, and say softly, “You’re standing right beside his face. Put your cock up near his piggy mouth and instinct will take over; feed him some of your precum babe”, Mark moves closer, and almost like flipping a light switch Cody senses another cock and moves off of Sergei’s cock and starts sucking the cock that made him. I think to myself, “This must be the hottest fucking dark and most twisted conversion party I’ve ever hosted …. and it’s SO fucking hot”, as I watch father and son getting into foreplay. It’s even hotter knowing both of them are blindfolded and neither one knows the other is on the receiving end. At this point my cock is leaking a gallon of precum, I move around to wipe some of it in Cody’s hair, before moving to the dresser and hiding the empty syringe from Mark’s arm. “Ohhhhh … ohhhhhhhhhh … ohhhhh fuck…. So close… oh fuck”, I look over at Jake, I can see that tight ass of his and the sweat on his body. I move closer, I actually want to see Jake’s face when he starts to nut inside a guy he knows is getting knocked up with his virus. Jake’s body is so hot, I look up at him, his eyes are closed, his mouth open and I know he’s about to blow his toxic stew, “FUCK … OH FUCK YEAH … FUUUUUUUUU…….” and like that the first poz load of the night is pumped into Cody’s ass. Watching the two of them earlier I know Jake and Sergei have a special connection because Sergei’s strain converted him, but I’m very attracted to Jake, I want to spend some time with him alone; he will be a great accomplice converting neg bottoms. Sergei and Jake look at each other and kiss as they switch places. Sergei grabs the chains and Cod’s legs and practically rams his huge cock into the boy’s hole. Cody gags some, stifling a muffled groan, as he coughs around his dad’s cock. Sergei is always so horny and aggressive and right now he only seems interested in one thing … getting off. It crosses my mind, “Cody is going to be more than sore tomorrow”. I look over and Jake’s hand is on Cody’s face while he’s holding his wet cock near Cody’s mouth, “Clean me up boy”, and Cody again switches from sucking one cock to sucking another. I can see by the way Jake is looking at Cody, he knows it’s his virus infecting Cody tonight, “He’s already developed a bit of a bond with him”, I think. There seems to be a connection when one man knowingly infects another with HIV and this is more than obvious on Jake’s face right now. I hope Cody knows one day its Jake’s body that made him HIV+. I’m so turned on taking in everything, it’s so hot to me, and my cock is wet again with precum dripping everywhere. On the other end of the sling Sergei is really fucking Cody rough, banging his ass, banging against the sling and really groaning each time he bottoms out; it’s difficult for Cody to even keep a cock in his mouth. The sound hits me, the sound of a sweaty ball sac smacking against a ass and the sound of the chains and the leather from the sling, I think to myself, “I want in that hole and I want in it now”. I move around so I can lie down on the floor, on my back, right between Sergei legs. He looks at me a little for only a second, but he doesn’t stop fucking Cod. I’ve watched Sergei fuck and breed guys many times before, but from here I have the perfect vantage point to watch Sergei’s fuck stick ream Cody’s ass and fill him up. “FUCK! FUCK! Gonna… “, I can tell Sergei is close, “Gonna…. Gonnna…. Ughhhhhhh…. CUMMMMMMMMMMMMMIN……….”, and with just a few more hard grunts and thrusts Sergei busts his nut, “Ohhh… ahhhh.. ahhhhh… ahhhh… “, he pushes all the way and just holds it there. From underneath the both of them I can clearly see his hairy nuts, tight against his body, and his cock and his abdomen spasming as he delivers another big load of poz cum to Cody’s ass. Sergei pulls out and some of his load drips out onto my face, I get up and Sergei moves over to Mark to take his place and get his cock cleaned by the slut. Mark is feeling his way down Cody’s body, I guess he wants to dump the next poz load in Cody’s ass, part of me wonders if he’ll realize it’s his own son’s ass he’s fucking or not? Mark gets closer to me, and I stop him, “It’s time to give our guest his special surprise”, Mark smirks a little at the suggestion, “Don’t move … let me grab …”, I don’t finish the sentence. I grab the syringe, with the second dose of Jake’s blood in it, off the dresser and move over to Cody’s arm. I look at Jake and he moves his hands from Cody’s head to Cody’s bicep and squeezes, “One more time boy … just to make sure you’re good and ready, you ok?”, I can hear a muffled “mmmmmhmmmmmm” from around Sergei’s cock. I look at Jake and mouth the word “tighter” and he squeezes Cody’s bicep a little tighter. “Left arm baby ... make a fist”. Jake’s arm is a nurse’s dream and I pick an obvious vein and slowly work the needle in and pull back slightly; Cody doesn’t flinch. The needle is in, “Keep that fist baby, don’t move your arm”, another muffled “mmmmhmmmmmm”. I grab Mark, “Come over here… give me your hand, … gently”, I put Mark’s hand on the syringe and he grips it, “Ok.. I want you to gently push down on the plunger, got it?”, he nods. Mark uses his fingers to make sure he’s got it while I keep the needle in place and then he pushes down on the plunger and Jake’s blood disappears into Cody’s body. “That’s so hot he’s getting what he needs”, as the needle empties, “I got it”, and I move Mark’s hand and ease the syringe out of Cody’s arm, “Ok baby relax”. I nod at Jake and he releases Cody’s bicep and goes back to petting the boy. I set the needle back on the dresser, step over to Mark whispering, “Now that that’s all done … he’s definitely going to be leaving this house poz – ready to breed?”, Mark nods and I guide Mark over to Cod’s ass. “Yeah… that’s it, right there”, and I help Mark guide his cock into Cody’s hole. “Ahhhhh…. Oh yeah… nice”, and I watch as Cody’s father’s shaft slowly disappears into his own flesh and blood until his nuts are pressed firmly against Cody’s ass. Whereas Sergei gave Cody an almost brutal fuck, Mark is slower and more loving, taking his time, it’s almost like the blindfold isn’t on and he knows who he’s fucking. “Oh yeah…. Oh yeah… fuck”, then he starts to get himself into a good rhythm. I think, “I’m going to tear that boy’s ass up and fuck him full of my poz cum”. Being the odd man out I decide I need some oral attention and find Cody’s willing mouth and he starts sucking me like a champ. The small amount of T I gave him tonight has turned him into a total cock slut and he’s sucking me like a sex starved pig. Cody is thirsty for cum but my loads are only going deep in that sexy ass. I see Mark pick up his pace fucking and I can hear the sloshing sound of skin against cummy ass, “Ahhhhh… ahhhhhhhhhhhhh……… fu……”, I stare at Mark, this goes on for a bit, until he unloads into his son’s ass; Mark keeps it there and then finally pulls out. This is my signal to fuck. I practically jerk my cock from Cod’s sucking mouth and help Mark move out of the way just enough. I put Mark’s hands on Cod’s legs and cock as I line myself up with Cod’s abused hole. I get the head in then thrust and push my cock in almost to the hilt, I slide right in without almost no resistance. Cody is lost in the moment and almost doesn’t flinch. The last time I fucked Cod I needed lube but with all of the precum from my cock and all of the poz cum in Cody’s ass I don’t need any. I feel my cock leaking fairly steady and I feel it flowing out of me right into Cod’s beautiful poz butt. “FUCK YEAH”… I groan out loud as I bottom out inside the boy, “TAKE MY POZ COCK BOY!”, I hold my cock all the way inside him for a minute. Cod is squeezing down on my dick with his ass muscles and it feels amazing, he’s begging me to fuck and breed him, it’s obvious he needs our cocks and our cum – how can I say no? I start fucking Cod, it’s been a while since I last fucked him, I’ve nearly forgotten how lucky Mark is, and how amazing this ass feels wrapped around your bare cock. I think, “I’ve got to fuck him and dad together sometime”. I see Mark slowly making his way to Cod’s face, Sergei moves around the other side. Jake, feeling displaced, looks at Cody’s hard cock and leans down to suck him. Cod is sucking his dad’s cock again, but I can hear a muffled, “AHHHHHH” as Jake starts to service the boy’s mostly neglected, and hopefully poz, cock. It’s at this point that I find my rhythm. My bedroom is alive with the sex of men. The sounds of the chains moving, the smell of the leather and the man sweat are all around me as I lay into Cod’s ass determined to use him and give him yet another poz load. “Ahhhhhh… Ahhhhh… oh fuck, oh fuck… oh fuck … you’re gonna… “, it feels hot, the blood is rushing to my head, and I feel my heart rate increase as I start to nut. It’s amazing, my hands are around Cody’s legs, and I’m buried so deep inside him I feel like he’s going to taste my spunk. This must be one of the most intense orgasms of my life. The room is incredibly warm to me now and I can feel all of the cum from his ass surrounding my cock; if I cum any harder inside Cod I think my balls will turn inside out. Things continue like this for another hour or so, each one of us taking a turn getting sucked before jackhammer fucking Cody’s ass in an attempt to breed him; Jake, being younger than the rest of us, actually gives Cody three loads of his cum. The rest of settle for lots of precum and giving Cod two loads each; saying we used his ass is an understatement. My bedroom smells like pure sex, like the inside of a gym locker, painted in arm pit sweat and poz seed. We play and kiss and tease for a while, but I feel like things are wrapping up so I get two more blindfolds and quickly tie to them on Sergei and Jake’s head, leaving their eyes exposed to keep with the ruse. “Ok guys… I’ll guide you in the other room … don’t take off the blindfold ‘til I say it’s ok”. I grab Mark’s hand and kiss him softly, “Let’s go Daddy”, and we slowly make our way back into the kitchen. “Ok its good, you can take them off now”. “That was so fucking hot. I never knew it could be so hot being one of the tops”, said Jake. I smiled, “Yeah it really is intense”, I look at Mark and Sergei, “Enjoy yourselves?”, “Fuck yeah”, they both respond. “Good”. I’ll take care of our guest once you guys are gone. The guys dress and leave and I make my way back to the bedroom. I hide the dirty needle before leaning down to remove Cod’s blindfold and kiss him on the lips, “Did you enjoy own personal little orgy, sexy boy?”, between kissing me back, “I think my ass is gonna be sore, but I loved it … that was so hot”. “Good … my friends really loved you too, and I think we all fucked huge loads into you”, “Oh … Yeah? That’s so hot”, “Cod, you know … “, kissing him more, “… bareback sex like this can lead to … “, and he cut me off, “being poz … yea … yea I know”. I can see by his face he’s conflicted, “Just hope you really enjoyed it … and will be ok if …”, I trail off, “Fuck yea I did Sam … I’ll be ok”, “Good. Let me help you down, we can cuddle and relax for a bit before you leave”. I help Cody get out of the sling – he nearly falls over – I grab him and we both fall over onto the bed laughing; I kiss him more. “I guess we really did work you over tonight”, “Yeah… yeah… this bed feels good, can we just stay here, like this?”. “Of course we can.. let’s scoot up more on the bed and cuddle for a bit”, we both move and get into a position so we can spoon; my cock between his legs. I think for a moment, “This is so hot.. so good and he’s rubbing the head of my cock between his legs. I’m going to be fucking him again in a minute if he doesn’t stop teasing me”. “Do you think I’ll be HIV+ now Sam?”, such a direct question, “Let’s rest Cod, you can sta…”, and I look over and realize he’s fallen asleep; we wore him out. I gently get up and prep the bed for sleep and turn off all the lights and climb in bed with Cod. Pressing myself against Cod makes me hard again, he’s out, so I decide to see if I can actually sleep with my cock in his ass and go for it. It seems like time stands still as things goes by and Cody and I get really close. Before I realize it, we’re on vacation, it’s bright, it’s sunny, and I love it. It’s so nice and warm outside not so hot really and the wind feels great on my body. Then I remember that I’m on a nude beach, and Cody is right here with me, holding my hand, smiling at me. He’s teasing me, looking down at my cock, then saying things like, “Bet you won’t breed right now”, I laugh, “Fuck you”, “That’s the idea”, he laughs and the teasing continues. I look around, I don’t see anyone, all I see are a few birds, and all I can hear is the sound of the ocean waves. Cody grabs my cock, “FUCK ME SAM! FUCK ME AND BREED ME RIGHT HERE!”, this isn’t teasing anymore, he’s begging to fucked. I pull Cod closer and we kiss when he jerks away and lays down on his stomach in the soft sand and pulls his ass cheeks apart, “Breed me now Sam! Fuck me! I want more of your poz cum”. I look down at Cod’s ass and then up his back to his neck, he’s so fucking sexy. It’s at this moment that I notice the biohazard tattoo / tramp stamp on Cod’s upper back, just below his neck. “Cody’s poz! Cody’s fucking HIV+ and he’s mine!”, it hits me like a flash. I look around one more time, unable to say no, I climb on top of Cod. If Cod wants his man to fuck and breed him right here in broad daylight, right now, on this beach, then his man is going to do it. My cock is already wet with precum from Cod teasing me and I use it to grease his hole, “No lube?”, he looks back at me, “Just use your precum …. Your precum and maybe some spit, I just need this so bad right now”. I move my face closer to his ass and spit on his hole then position myself so I can jack a bit to get harder and push more of my precum out of my cock so that he’s at least a little wet; I start pushing the head of my cock inside him. “Ahhh… easy… ahhh … ahhh… yeah, good, that’s it… ahhhh… keep going”, I keep pushing my cock into him slowly. The sound of the ocean waves and Cody’s groans are deafening as I feel my nuts finally press up against his body, “You’ve got all of your man’s cock baby boy, you got all of your man’s bare cock, is this what you needed?”, emphasizing the point by pulling him back against my cock. “Yeah.. uhhh… yeah… oh fuck … breed me Sam, breed me deep”. I pull out slowly then go in again, I can feel my precum flowing, giving us both just enough lubrication to fuck sans lube. “I’m gonna breed you good boy, gonna give you that poz cum you want so much”, punctuating each word with a movement, “OH fuck yea.. I want it babe… want you”, I pick up the pace fucking Cod on what I can only assume is a public beach; obvious to anyone or anything. I know someone might see us and it might be a problem, but right now fucking Cod’s bare ass, I don’t care anymore. I fuck Cod slowly to get us started, but as my precum becomes more copious I pick up the pace and really start to ride him. “Ahhhhhhhhh……..ahhhhhhhhhhhhh so good”, Cody’s moans are loud, but the sound of the waves is louder. It amuses me that if anyone actually gets close enough to see us they will have to know there are two men here having sex; personally I hope they’re hot, Jake’s age and horny as fuck. A grin crosses my face. “Yeah baby.. yeah baby.. you’ve been wanting Daddy’s cum haven’t you, this is your whole world, this is everything you need”, he responds with a “Yes Daddy” in a boyish sounding voice. I know Cod is 22, but I often imagine him younger, I really hope no one can hear us at this point. I continue fucking Cod like this for a while when I get that tingling sensation starting at the bottom of my nuts, I know I’m about to lose my load, “I’m gonna cum in you babe, gonna give you my seed”, “Yeah.. yeah.. do it Sam, BREED ME!”. I continue fucking him, “Ohhhhh fuck… oh fuck Cod… ohhhhhh…” and I feel the point of no return hit me, that sensation every man knows when his cock is about to squirt. “Ahhhhhhhhhhh.. ahhhhhhhhhhh.. ahhhhhhhhhh”, I wake up and realize I’m balls deep in Cod’s ass and I’m blowing what feels like the biggest load ever deep inside him. I feel the sweat between our bodies, “FUCK ME that’s hot!”, Cod doesn’t even move, he’s sleeping soundly. I think for a second, “Cody probably doesn’t even know I just fucked and bred another load of poz cum into his ass”, but at this point I think he’s like his Dad and doesn’t care anymore. Without removing my cock I lay my head back down and go back to sleep.

It was 2009 - I remember 'cause I was about to move to the countryside for a new job. I was 28 and am a tall good looking red-head, my hair was blonder from the summer sun and I had an Amish-type beard - shaven from the chin up, a defined slim body with a dusting of red hair on my chest and of course around my 9.5" cock. I was moving all my stuff from Dublin, but I had a problem - I had a huge stash of porn DVDs that was partly mine and that I'd partly inherited when an old fuckbud of mine had moved to Brussels. Most of it was twink-porn from my mate, and as twinks were not my cup of tea, I was eager to off-load it, so, rather than simply trashing the porn, I logged onto Gaydar to see if there were any takers. I was still a little hungover from the night before as I'd been out drinking with mates and the chatroom was full of people looking for a Sunday morning fuck. I messaged the chat room saying I had a stash of porn free for any takers and one guy quickly replied to my post. I checked his profile - just a body shot but a nice one - big pecs and toned sixpack and nice juicy cock. We chatted for a bit and he said he'd gladly pay my taxi fare to a suburb miles from the city centre. Fair enough I thought, get a taxi, dump my porn and head back to town for some brunch with mates who were now starting to surface. I got his number and address, packed-up the stash, popped out the door and hailed a taxi. Half an hour later the cabbie and I were in a sea of identical houses, but after some searching I found the right house, paid the taxi man, grabbed the box of porn and rang the doorbell. It was promptly answered by the guy, Derek, who was wearing a dressing gown. He was in his early forties, dark haired and hot with a kind of caesar look - strong nose and high cheekbones and, for an Irish guy, unnaturally tanned. I popped-in and he promptly said "Oh, here's your taxi fare", handing me 20 euro. Turning, however, I saw the taxi was half-way down the street. "Do you want to go tell him to wait?" asked Derek. "Nah" I replied, "I can call another one after I give you all of this." Derek replied "Fair enough" and gestured me into his kitchen. "My boyfriend's upstairs" he says "we just had a major group session last night - seven guys were here." My cock instantly twitched to attention. At this point I had had only one experience of group sex (outside of threesomes) about a month previous, and I was ready for more. We sat down and Derek asked me in I wanted a drink - I nodded thinking, as it was 10:00 AM, that he meant tea or coffee, but instead he made me a whiskey and coke. As he prepared it he asked "Do you want a line of coke, too?" I paused, thinking over his invitation. I had never done cocaine before and had just recently started trying heavier drugs than weed, though mostly Ecstasy and once or twice, speed. "Sure" I replied evenly " I haven't done it that much before though to be honest." "No problem" he replied smiling, "I'll keep you grounded." He brought the tray over with the drinks and the lines of coke - two for me and two for him, he passed me the rolled up five euro note and I snorted it back. "It'll take a little while to kick in" he mentioned. I was shuddering at this stage, which usually happens to me when I'm doing anything illicit and hot - I get jittery. He sat around the corner of the table facing me and we talk about the porn - some of it were DVDs that contained a selection of scenes from different Pornos that used to come with a magazine Porn-up - I tell him which are the hot scenes in the DVDs and I mention all the ones with rimming scenes - "Rimming's my favourite pastime" I say. At this stage I notice I'm talking a mile a minute and confess it's my first time with cocaine. He laughs and said "I guessed" and then he opens his legs a bit wider and starts to touch his bulge. "So I noticed on your profile you said your cock was extra large, how large is that?" I open up my legs a bit and say "about 9 and a half inches when hard". "Wow" he replies, milling and locking eyes with me, "I'd love to see that" I can really feel the effects of the cocaine at this stage, everything feels electric, I feel a little outside of myself as if I'm watching this scene from another room and directing it. I tell him confidently "well as I said, rimming is what really gets me hard" He goes "yeah?" and pushes himself forward on the seat, opening up his robe to show a nice thick juicy 7" cock and strong thick tanned legs. He pushes himself forward more and raises his legs up exposing his tight tan pucker. "Wanna have a taste?" I kneel down, his ass tastes musky, I can tell he's already been fucked and as I get more into it I start lapping up and down his hole like a dog. I get really focussed and start grinding my face into his tighthole working it open with my tongue, then grinding my jaw and tongue into it in strong biting motion - it drives him wild and he started assfucking my face. "Aw yeah, I knew I had to have you when I saw you step out of that taxi" he says, then sitting up he goes "come upstairs and meet my boyfriend" I stand up with him and take his hand...

What this fantasy fails to take into consideration is that as your health begins to decline your sexual desire is one of the first things to go.

I will occasionally wear a chastity cage when I go out to the baths... then there's no mistaking i'm there to get fucked & bred.. and not to fuck... also focuses my concentration on using my ass to make the top feel amazing while he's inside me.

This thread is boring. So is the OP.

Spontaneous chemmed-upfuckfests are the best

Usually am a top, went to ABS for a quick blowjob or a quick fuck by a hispanic bottom. I got there and started playing with a chubby "straight' Mexican guy that had just gotten off work. Kissed ok and sucked good...had a nice cock and he wanted it so I let him fuck me a little....well a little turned into him loading my ass with his hot cum. He left and I saw a white guy that was bigger than me...not usually my type but we started playing around, I wanted to get sucked but he wasn't interested so I sucked him..since i had a load in me i turned around and put this THICK 7incher in me..encouraged him to load my hole. Finished him off so now I have 2 loads in me. I then see this guy about my age, thin and playing with his dick. We play a little and it's obvious he wants dick in his ass...so I FUCK him and we talk about me putting my poz load in his ass and how he loves poz dick. He says he has been poz 10 years and loves recharges. I jack him off at the same time I'm fucking him...we unload at the same time....too bad, another load would have been nice. I go home literally leaking cum from my ass and have to hurry and shower so my partner doesn't see it.

OP put it rather crudely, but he does have a point. HIV is very expensive to treat. Assuming you don't pay all of their medical expenses out of pocket (which very few of us are in a position to do), an HIV diagnosis guarantees that the medical services and prescriptions you receive for treatment over your lifetime will be significantly more than you pay in through insurance premiums, taxation for health care, etc. That's an additional load borne by employers, other insured people who don't use their insurance and taxpayers. So I think the first order of business for those of us with HIV ought to be to express gratitude that we do receive the care and treatment that we do. Personally, I am enormously grateful that the citizens of the US in large part have paid for my continued good health (delivered through the VA, which gets far too little credit for the very many things they do right, IMO). I do think there's a real moral problem here that we're not looking at. Consider chasers. If someone deliberately infects himself with HIV, he's not just hurting himself. He does emotional harm to family and friends. He exposes other sexual partners to HIV. And he does impose a higher additional cost on to the medical system (arguing that others also add additional costs on to the system through their bad choices doesn't get you off the hook!) Should someone like that receive treatment? Obviously, the humane response ought to be to say yes, of course. But I also think it's appropriate that part and parcel of that treatment ought to be addressing and changing the root of that self-destructive behavior. Then there's the person who doesn't care about their status. That was certainly me! Again, denying treatment to such a person would be inhumane, but I also think such recklessness deserves a certain amount of scrutiny as well. Taking a hard look at how and why someone became infected with HIV shouldn't be a form of punishment. But I do think it's legitimate to ask if the things that led to someone getting HIV might also lead to other problems as well. For instance, someone who's not taking their HIV medications as prescribed might contribute to the spread of treatment-resistant mutations of the virus, or of other STDs (gonorrhea is one that's becoming harder to treat, and that's directly caused by people not getting proper treatment). Or consider the possibility that being reckless with respect to HIV might also show up in other ways, like drug or alcohol abuse, DUIs, and other behaviors that increase one's own personal level of risk, and potential puts others in danger too. In short, obviously I don't think society should just cut off people who have expensive medical problems to treat. But I do think society does have a right to ask why those problems cropped up in the first place, and how they can be prevented. And that's true whether the problem is HIV or obesity or any other preventable condition.

Due to the length of time since Chapter 17 I decided to break out Chapter 18 early, so there will be at least another chapter or two depending on how the material works itself out. Thanks for all the great messages guys. CHAPTER 18: Mark / Dad: I was at home getting myself together for Sam’s conversion party when it really hit me: ' I was STILL HIV-negative. How was that possible?' Then I thought about the flu I had experienced, recalling it occurred during flu season, perhaps I had actually had the flu. I decided to visit Sam’s Immunologist that week and get a more definitive test result. I wanted to know, and I wanted to test again without Cod; when Cod tests positive for HIV I wanted the focus on him. I also wanted and needed for him to know I infected him and I want that strong bond with him – we’d have that conversation in private. I was sure I’d be getting a positive test result – and, in fact, when sitting in the Immunologist's waiting room later that week my cock was hard and leaking in my pants. One of the nurses asked me to step into the exam room, “This is it”, I thought as she said “The doctor will be right with you.” Dr. Burns did indeed enter the room a minute or so later, and asked about Sam. I considered responding 'Oh he’s fucking me and a ton of hot guys full of poz cum,' but went with a simple “He’s great.” I might like to bluster a little bit, I didn't want to come off too pervy or twisted. Then Dr. Bburns got down to the test results, and I really must have look like a deer in headlights when he explained to me that my tests were 'non-reactive', which was to say I had tested negative for all STDs including HIV. My mouth nearly hit the floor. Talk about a sobering result. Again, how could this be the case? Looking back, I think my reaction to his explanation of the results must have been similar to watching a balloon slowly deflate. Again I thought 'HOW THE FUCK CAN I BE NEGATIVE?! AM I IMMUNE? Sam has been fucking me full of unmedicated hiv-positive cum for two months or so now!' I keep all of my thoughts to myself, and did my best to smile and nod at the right points in Dr. Burns' remarks. When he offered advice on safer-sex practices I replied simply “No I’m good, but thank you.” After paying my co-pay I left and went home, utterly mystified. Once I got home I immediately got a shower, thinking it would help me center my thoughts, even so, when I stepped out to dry myself, I found myself staring in the mirror, my head nearly spinning in disbelief. Fortunately just then a message on my phone came through that distracted me. It was that hot fucker Chris from the testing center. I really want to get naked with him. Chris: “Hey sexy.” Me: “Hey sexy yourself ... What’s up?” Chris: “Horned as fuck, leaking … Want to get together? Breed my neg hole?” Me: “UGH … can’t tonight.” Chris: “Damn.” Me: “Hooking up with a friend.” Chris: “Lucky him. You and Cod still gonna come get tested?” Me: “Cod still needs to test. I was just tested.” Chris: “Ohhh you did? You okay?” Me: “Yeah fine.” Me: ”Neg.” Chris: “Really? … kinda thought you might test poz.” Me: “Me too.” Chris: “Your friend poz?” Me: “Haha … perv … yeah he is.” Me: “He’s not fucking me tonight though … fucking another guy.” Chris: “Oh fuck.” Chris: “Gang bang.” Me: “Ha.. of sorts. He invites one neg bottom, all the tops are supposed to be poz.” Chris: “Oh fuck! That’s hot, dude … I’d be up for that.” Me: “So hot you want it.” Me: “When we do hookup I will might not be neg, and I only fuck bb.” Chris: “Same.” Chris: “I mean I only get fucked bb, yet still neg last test.” Chris then texted a photograph of his ass spread wide, his hole ready for cock. He's so hot. I really wanted to breed his ass right now. So I texted him a pic of my cock, with the comment "Fuck, that's a hot hole you got there." Chris: “HOT cock. Hope we can hookup soon.” Me: “Me too.” I really wanted to breed Chris’ tight ass, but I decided to stay focused on Sam’s fuck party. I finish cleaning up and headed into the living room, gave Cod a kiss, and headed out the door. I needed to get a drink and think about how I tell Sam I was still HIV-negative; I decided I wouldn't tell him that night, however. I didn't want to put a damper on the evening’s fun. Sam: I know I need to handle this whole thing delicately, but also act quickly, Mark will show up at any moment and I want HIV+ blood from Jake in Cody’s body. Sergei, Jake and I walk into my bedroom. I make a motion for Sergei to move to the other side of the bed and I approach Cody, “I’m back sexy boy”, and I give him a few soft kisses. “Ahhh.. ahh… fuck yeah… your friends here yet?” “Yep, 2 of ‘em so far”, I nod at Sergei and he moves to Cod and grabs and lightly squeezes his bicep. I lean over to Jake, speaking very softly, tease his hole with your cock, but don’t fuck him yet, he nods. “We’re gonna help get you ready Cod.”, “Ohhhh… I’m ready”, I laugh lightly, “I’m gonna give you a little something to really get you horned up and going … ok?”, Cody moans, he’s blindfolded but he can feel Sergei and Jake giving his body attention, “uhh… yeah… whatever”. “Cody you’re about to be flying high … and you’re about to be poz”, the only thought going through my mind right now. I look at Sergei and he squeezes Cody’s bicep a little tighter, “Feeling ok baby?”, “Yeah… good”, “Make a fist for me … this’ll sting just a little … you might cough”, “ok”, Cody doesn’t seem phased. I hold the syringe up and take a quick look at the toxic blood and the dissolved T and then I look down at Cody, I think, “This is it boy. This is the moment you become an HIV+ man”. I slowly insert the used needle into one of Cody’s bulging veins. “You feeling ok?”, “Yeah … yeah … I’m good”, I can see Jake rubbing his poz precum all over Cody’s hole, “Oh yeah.. I’m good... I’m so horny, “Good. Gonna give you just what you need sexy”, “oh yea?”, “Yeah”, I pull back slightly on the plunger to make sure I’ve got a good vein and then gently push down sending all of the T and all of Jake’s HIV+ blood into Cody’s arm, “ahhhhh… ahhhh”, “That’s it sexy, almost done, you feel ok?”, “Yeah.. Yeah… ahhhh”. I can tell Cod is loving Jake’s cock teasing his hole, I ease the needle out of Cody’s arm and set it aside. I look up at Sergei, give him a nod, and he eases off of Cody’s bicep. Cody coughs a few times, “fuck” (more coughs), “You ok?”, “Yeah… yeah… fuck … I’m good … I’m good … oh fuck”, I know it’s hitting him in a rush and he’ll need a few minutes when I hear the back door open and shut, “Mark is here”, I think. I walk over to Sergei, whispering, “Get him restrained in the sling ... then get a little more of his blood in that syringe, please”, he nods. I kiss Cod, “Cod babe, another of my friends is here for fun”, I pull on his arm, “We’re gonna get you in the sling, sound good?” “Yeah sure”, I smile at Sergei and Jake; I know they will get Cody ready to fuck while I go get Mark. I slip by the living room again, grab the second unused syringe and the other blindfold and head to the kitchen; Mark is there naked and waiting. I smile, “Hey sexy”, we kiss, “Hey man … we doing this?”, “Hell yeah we’re doing this, but first two things”, Mark looks at me questioning. “First, I need a small amount of your blood”, “Wha… “, he gives me an odd look, “This boy said he’s ready to be convert, he wants to make sure it happens, so he’ll be getting a little sample from all of us”, “Oh fuck, that’s wild, … we’re still breeding him, right?”, “Fuck yea we’re still breeding him … he just asked how sure I was that he’d convert – told him its definitely gonna happen tonight”. I grab Mark’s arm and tie the blindfold around his bicep, “Ok.. relax and make a fist for me, this only takes a sec”, “k”, I line up the syringe and then slowly insert it into his strong arm veins, pulling back just a small amount of blood, “zit hurt?”, “Not at all”, I ease the syringe out of his arm and hold it up, “That all it takes?”, I look at him seriously, “Yeah blood is the quickest and most guaranteed way to convert him. He’ll definitely be HIV+ tonight.” “Ok now … Second thing … because of this”, glaring at the needle, “He wants it to keep it mostly anon, so no one gets weird later, you gotta wear this blindfold. Jake and Sergei are already here with our boy and I’ve already blindfolded them. The boy has seen only me once when he got here.”, “Haha… uhmmmm yea, … wild, sure, that’s kinda hot actually”, “Thought you’d think so”. I set the needle down and carefully touch Mark’s body, kissing him, as I put the blindfold on him. “This too tight?”, “No”, I turn on the kitchen light, “Can you see anything?”, “Nothing. Hope you’re gonna be leading us all around”. “Yeah It’s cool, I’ll guide you guys … just remember, like last time, you gotta be kinda quiet, and no names. Use your hands to touch and feel around for where you’re going and stay focused on fucking him until it’s time for us to give him that something special, got it?”, “Haha … Yep”. I grab the syringe and quickly push the plunger so the blood empties out in the sink and turn off the light. With the empty needle in one hand and Mark’s hand in the other, “Now… let’s go breed that hole”.

Derek brought me up the stairs, at the top of which I turned around, knelt down and pushed open his dressing gown to suck his dick. Again it was musty and tasted of ass-juice. 'Cause I was high, the taste turned me on. While generally back then I was still a bit prudish and might have balked at the taste, particularly had I been sober, the cocaine set me free to dig in. (Of course these days I can't get of ass-juice!) As I sucked his cock, it grew larger and large, so part of me was thinking I was going to get a mouthful of cum, but he redirected my attention, saying "Come out and see this Fred." At which point the bedroom door down the hall opened and out walked a silver fox. Fred had a full head of silver hair which was odd considering his age - a very handsome guy in his mid-forties, with nice broad shoulders under his dressing gown, which, I noticed, was navy and identical to that which Derek was wearing. "Another one, eh?" he remarked to Derek as I stood up and smiling, extended my hand to shake his, ever Mr. Manners, even when I was high. He laughed and shook my hand saying, "I'll be in to see you guys in a minute" and with that he disappeared back into the master bedroom. Derek lead me to the guest bedroom where evidence of the previous night was still littering the room, as bottles of lube and poppers crowded the bedside tables. I noticed a huge flat screen TV was on standby. I asked if I could see their porn, and browsing the titles, I saw a copy of a TIM Brad McGuire film that I'd jacked off to many a time. "Can I put this on?" I asked. Derek smiled, put it into the DVD player, and then prepared another couple of lines. "Can you do me a favour?" Derek asked as I was taking off my clothes, "can you put these on?" He handed me a grubby black jockstrap. I knew immediately it had been worn earlier and there was a sticky residue of lube on the elasticated band. "No problem", I replied "I love jockstraps", and as Derek was rifling through his stash of coke I noticed a baggy of pills, "are those ecstacy?" I asked, and as Derek said yes I put on a cheeky grin and said "now that's a drug I love, can I buy some off you?". Derek tut-tutted my offer of cash and passed me one and a Kamagra and I knocked them back with some coke Derek had brought up from downstairs. At this stage I realised I probably needed to shower and taking off the rest of my clothes I asked Derek where his bathroom was. Under the shower my high continued to escalate, the water felt wonderful as I soaped up all over my body, and using a douche head that was there, cleaned myself out. I towelled off and put on the jockstrap. Derek was sitting on his bed wearing a blue jockstrap and watching Brad McGuire plow three asses piled on top of eachother. I sat beside him and started jacking. I turned and looked him in the eye and said " Thanks for inviting me over, I really did not expect to be doing this, this morning". "My pleasure stud" he replied and we kissed a long intense kiss. After coming up for air I boldly told Derek to get on his knees on the bed and made him face in a direction where I could rim him and watch Brad McGuire on the flatscreen. His ass was beautiful, quite round but not saggy with a little bit of hair around the hole unshaven but not in the way showing his lovely tan sphincter. I lick the asshole teasingly as I watch Brad rough-fuck another poor sod on the tv. As I watched and deep tongued Dereks sloppy hole, Fred opened the door still in his dressing gown and mockingly said "what are you doing with my boyfriend???" I mumbled something from between his ass cheeks and Fred walked right up beside me and said "what's that?" I came up for air and said, running my hand up the back of his leg under the robe finding a very firm asscheek and cupping it, "I'm sorry - is there anything I can do to make it up to you?" He looked down at me grinning and opened his robe exposing a beautiful veiny 8" cock and a very nice body - gym fit but not beefy, silver stubble on his nut-brown chest and flat toned pecs and stomach. His cock was veiny and uncut like nearly all irish cocks (mine excluded - I think I grew too big to be uncut). His cock was flaccid but thick and juicy as I put it in my mouth. I stuffed it all in my mouth all the while looking at him. Thoughtfully I was rubbing Derek's hole with my thumb - deep circular motions that drive me wild when I get them. I pushed Fred's cock against Derek's ass and while stroking the growing shaft I lapped at the head against Derek's ass-cheek. I gently guided Fred in closer so I could lap his cock against Derek's hole, spit drooling out of me. Derek pushed back a bottle of poppers that I sniffed and passed on up to Fred. At this stage I was pushed on my back onto the bed by Fred and he lifted my legs in the air and dived down on my pink hole. I had recently shaved for an ex and there was only a bit of stubble down there. "Nice ass" said appreciatively as he started lapping at it. I put my head back and met the lips of Derek whose hand was now jacking my 9.5 inches roughly but with the poppers I was bucking into kiss grip then into Fred's tongue. I told Derek to lube his hand with spit (I'm cut and it needs it) and he bent down to blow me - as I'm cut I don't usually like being blown that much, but my skin was electric with the chems and then I realised I was coming up. I pushed my cock into Derek's mouth and brought my hands down to pull my white ass cheeks apart for Fred's tongue. "I think I'm coming up" "Yeah I'm definitely up" said Derek as he turned and sat over my face. "Ye cheeky bastards" said Fred as he got up "I better catch up so" and walked to the stash as Derek said "oh can you pass us the tray there luv" and lines and the rolled up five euro note were passed to me and Derek. I had to sit up a bit to snort mine and while holding my nostril in and Derek's face in my ass rimming me expertly, I groaned and locked eyes with Fred "this is much better than shaking hands man!"

Making My New Son * * * * * I dreamed this last night and had to get it down. I thought it was so hot, I actual shot a load in bed. I am still working on the final part of War Brothers, but wanted to get this done before I forgot it. * * * * * "Come on guys grab the fucker and hold him down. He's a strong fucker." I bellow out as the man I have selected to become my new son struggles to get free. My selections name is Aaron Blackman and he is the quarterback at the local high school. Since I am the assistant football coach at the school it was easy to stalk him. I have admired him not only on the field, but in the locker-room. He has a magnificent body and a cock and set of balls that would make a bull blush. I knew I had to have him the first time I saw his low hanging nuts swinging between his naked hairy legs. I knew what I wanted, but it wasn't easy finding it that is why when I saw Aaron I knew he was the one… well actually my cock knew before I did, but still. While Aaron may have been a young physical master piece with gorgeous blue eyes, he was academically dumb as a stump which was ok since I wasn't interested in his mind. Any way I knew this buck wasn't going to go down without a fight. Even with the four of us he was almost more than we could handle. But, finally we got the cuffs on his wrists and the ties around his ankles. We took a rest and enjoyed watching my beautiful new son struggle and try to break free. I considered drugging him, putting him out. But that wouldn't provide the experience that I wanted and I wanted him to have. Instead he would be drugged with Tina to help bring out his inner whore. That is the nice thing about Tina. Every man has an inner whore even when he keeps it under lock and key, but Tina can find it and help bring it out. Even this stud. After resting for a bit, we picked him up and carried him inside. Now we know he was going to scream, but as we were out in the middle of nowhere we are not concerned about him attracting attention, but it looked like it might rain and we didn't want him getting wet - at least not by rain. Once inside we placed him on a large rubber mat on the floor, unhooked his wrists and stretched them out to his left and right, re-attaching this wrists to loops in the concrete floor. Of course he tried to free himself, but with the four of us there to control him, and his legs still bound, we were more than a match for him. Once we had his arms secured we did the same with his feet, securing each one to a steel ring embedded in the floor. He was now spread out wide and certainly not going any where. Naturally he was also screaming, calling us names and threatening to kill us when he got free, but, that is to be expected and soon his tune would soon change. Then we cut his clothing off of him. Part of me was sorry we had to do this, as his clothing was very high end and quite nice, but it was part of his training. As we cut off each article of his clothing we showed it to him, and tossed it in a drum in which a fire was burning. "Why the fuck did you do that, those clothes were brand new and cost $400. You fuckers." Aaron screamed. "Oh, look guys. This stupid whore, who is about to be raped and turned in to our pet whore, is worried about his fucking clothes! Stupid fucker" I laughed loudly. The other guys joined in laughing. It took Aaron a minute for his brain to register what I had just said. His eyes grew wide and then he began to thrash about, trying to get away. "No - please don't rape me. Please I'm straight. I like girls. Please don't. I am so sorry. Come on guys I want to have kids, a family!" Aaron pleaded. "Oh, baby I've been looking for a stud like you for ages. You're going to become my son. You will love me. You will love your brothers, also. You will encourage us to use your body. You will take our cocks, cum, piss - and you will beg for it. You will be an obedient boy, and in return you will want for nothing" I said as we began to strip off our clothing. "NOOOOOO!!!!" Aaron screamed, but he also began to look over our bodies, one guy after the next. "What… What… are those scars?" Aaron asked in a shaky, but still angry voice. "Oh, you see all of these are my boys and all of them have been where you are now. They all started hot straight studs. Those scars are a sign of my personal adoption process. Well, that and…" I trailed off. "My god, that's unreal," Aaron said. "Aaron I want to be honest with you son" I started to say. "I am not your fucking son you sick faggot pervert and you are not my dad… fucker!" Aaron screamed. "As I was saying, you will not leave this place as you are. When you leave here you will be my son, I will be your new father, and these boys your new brothers. All of my boys here were once pussy-fucking straight boys, but, now they are full fledged homos. You will not leave here neg, either" I said. "You were all straight?" Aaron asked in disbelief. "Yep" my sons replied in unison. "Wait. Neg? What do you mean by neg?" Aaron asked. "You will not only be trained to love cock, cum, and piss, you will learn to love the feel of the male body as well as all of its flavors and treasures. Each of us is going to give you our baby or AIDS baby. As part of your adoption process to become a member of our family, you will be given HIV from each of us. You will from then on carry a part of us inside of you for however long you live. To put it another way, we are going to impregnate you with our AIDS babies" I explained. Aaron resumed screaming and thrashing, but to no end. It was pointless. He couldn't free himself - unless, of course, he chewed off his arms and legs. I pulled a small bag out of my pants' pocket. In the bag were several shards of crystal meth. I picked a nice large one, closed-up the bag and tucked it back in my pants' pocket. Walking between Aarons' legs and kneeling down, I looked him in the eyes. Seeing the panic in those eyes, I reached down and pressed the shard of crystal meth up into his asshole. I could feel him tighten his hole, hoping to keep me out, but I just pressed harder, until finally the pain caused him to flinch and in the meth popped. I made sure to push it in as deeply as I could, then stood-up, and smiled down at him. "Let's give him ten minutes and then we can start the party" I said to my sons. "What… What was that?" Aaron asked, his young, firm studly, body shaking. "That was hard drugs, baby. Tina. A booty bump. Crystal meth. It's going to help free your inner cock whore. It's will help you sail in to the wonderful world of faggot AIDS whore. It will help you become my son." I said, still smiling. I could see Aaron working his ass muscles, trying to push it out, but it was in too deep, and because of its crystalline texture wasn't moving. Finally he gave-up and started to sob. We stood around, stroking our cocks and saying dirty, nasty things about the boy on the floor. Out of curiosity I reached down, picked-up his wallet and looked in side. There were fifty dollars, and condom which naturally I threw in the fire drum. "You won't be needing that any more" I said. His wallet also contained his drivers' license, school ID card, a picture of (I suppose to be) his parents and two younger brothers. I put everything but his driver's license back in to his wallet. Well, that and the condom which, I'm sure, was completely consumed by this time. I looked at his driver's license and noticed he turned 18 three days ago. I put the wallet down so that when everything is done I could return it to him. We are here to rape him. To turn in to a faggot. To make him my son and give him our AIDS babies - not rob him. I could see that he was growing more hyper. His eyes were darting around, his breathing quicker. I reached down and felt his chest: it was defiantly hot. I knew the Tina was working. Taking hold of his beautiful cock, I gave it a couple of strokes. His body tensed-up and he groaned. "No, no, no. Don't, don't, don’t" He babbled. "Ok, we can begin. Mark and John - bring in the boys." I said to two of my sons. They in turn headed out the back door, returning holding the nine Doberman pinschers on leashes. A Aaron stared at the dogs. Kneeling by his head I said "Don't worry. This will almost certainly hurt like fuck at first, but then you will feel pleasure like you never thought possible, certainly much more pleasure than any woman's cunt could afford. Oh, and don't worry. The dogs may hurt you, but they have been well trained and will only go so far. Go ahead. Panic and scream, if you like. But, when you feel that pleasure of which I've told you, I want you to sing out with joy. Sing for me, son" I said and then stood-up, everyone moving away from Aaron. "Boys, TEAR!" I said. Mark and John released the leashes. The dogs rushed to Aaron and started nipping his body all over, his neck, head, face, groin and ass crack excepted. We stood by and watched, as Aaron screamed out in pain, the dogs nipping and pulling on his skin, causing small bloody wounds all over his body. I moved in between Aaron's legs and released them, positioned them on my shoulders, aligned my hard cock with his hole and slammed into him. He screamed even a bit louder as I raped his virginal hole, and the dogs worried his body. The wounds the dogs were causing were not deep. They would leave scars just as they did for my other boys. They would bleed and hurt a bit, at least until Aaron was utterly distracted my cock and the Tina booty bump. I slammed in and out of Aaron's hole. I could feel it tear and bleed. As I continued to rape my new boy, my older sons formed a circle around Aaron and begin to jack their cocks. After about 15 minutes, per their training, the dogs moved away from Aaron and lay down. I looked over and saw their dog cocks were rigid: they always got horny tearing into my new sons. Guess the dogs got off on the scene as much as my sons and I did. One by one my boys blew their loads, spraying their AIDS come on to Aaron's body, covering the bloody wounds with their poison seed. Once each had shot his load onto Aaron, they all knelt down and started to rub the cum into his wounds. Aaron was shaking hard: his mouth was moving but nothing was coming out. His cock was rock hard and dripping precum. The pain was apparently turning to pleasure, particularly when my cock hit his prostate. Of course the Tina continued to course through his body. My boy's 'inner faggot whore' was coming out. Soon he would loose control and truly become my son; a new member of the family born complete with a new crop of HIV to further the mission. I picked up my pace and really started slamming into his guts. He began to babble quite vocally: the Tina was in full effect and to make sure that Aaron was flying high John placed a bottle of poppers under Aaron's nostril. Inhaling the fumes, Aaron moaned out loudly and deeply, his muscled stud body beginning to shake and tremble. "F…F…Fu…FUCK ME! FUCK ME! OH GOD PLEASE FUCK ME!" Aaron wailed. I smiled down at my boy, my son and admiring his wounds, the blood and cum coating his young firm body. I could feel my nuts boiling, and knew I would soon shoot into his guts. Sure enough, a few deep hard thrusts later I blew, sending my poz cum deep in to his ass. I pulled out and stood, admiring my blood-shit-mucus coated cock. John stepped in behind me and slammed into Aaron's hole. "Oh, fuck bro, your hole is some beautiful, so warm, so wet, so perfect" John whispered to his new brother. Soon John shuddered and pumped another load of poz cum into Aaron. "Oh, fuck me fuck me bro. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me" Aaron begged over and over as he lost control. His mind on fire, the pain turning to pleasure, the cock in his ass the source of bliss, not pain. His mind broke and crumbled as Aaron's inner whore was set free and took control over the hot jock. I watched with great pleasure as Aaron's body went rigid, his cock swelling ever harder, spurting forth cum like a lawn sprinkler. "Oh, god whore me, whore my faggot ass, whore me, whore me, whore me. Give me your AIDS babies; please give me your cum!" Aaron bellowed as his nuts unloaded a second and then a third time. Over the next five minutes Aaron had four orgasms. By the time he came down off the last orgasm he was utterly incoherent. Over the next two days we gang fucked Aaron. We kept his wounds bleeding and we kept coating his body with our poz cum. We knew he would almost certainly convert. We knew our new family member would soon be one of us, would soon be carrying our AIDS babies inside of his body for the rest of his life, combining with his own DNA to make a new strain of baby, one that he would one day pass onto a new brother, a new family member. To his credit, Aaron begged for our cocks and cum the entire time. Of course we kept him drugged on Tina and poppers to keep his mind broken and in faggot whore mode. By the time the two days were over, Aaron's body was covered in a thick layer of AIDS Cum and blood. We left him to clean ourselves. When we came back he was sound asleep. We have watched and knew that during those two days Aaron had cum over four dozen times, his own nuts long ago drained half, so most of his orgasms were dry and intense, his nuts trying so hard to shoot something - anything, no no avail. Now we would just have to wait and see if he had become the faggot whore we wanted or if he would need another session - in a week or so. We waited, lovingly looking after him, our brother and son. As soon as he was strong enough I offered him my cock. He looked at it, looked at me. Our eyes locked as he opened his mouth, sucking me down his throat. He worked my cock and I could tell he was desperate for my seed. I quickly gave it too him. He greedily swallows it. As he cleaned my cock I made an offer to him: "Aaron honey, are you up for some cock in your pussy? Some of the boys haven't had a chance to get off inside of you yet. They were here for your adoption, but didn't get a chance to breed you. Can you take care of them for me? There are nine of them." He looked at me, lust in his eyes. "You want me to do the dogs don't you? Please tell me you want me to do the dogs" Aaron pleaded. "Sure, baby. I want you to take care of the dogs. All nine of them. After all, they helped make you a whore and now they want to feed you their doggy sperm. Want it?" I asked. "Oh, god yes. I want cock Dad. Lots of cock." I brought the dogs in on leashes, locked the doors to the room, and released Aaron from the floor. Instead of trying to make a run for it, he crawled over to the group of dogs, presenting his pussy to them. One by one they mounted him and bred him. As the first dog's knot swelled, sealing his cunt Aaron shuddered, spewing a load of clear juice onto the floor under himself. By the time the ninth dog was done Aaron's hole had dog sperm shooting out of it like a waterfall in Yosemite, with a large puddle of clear juice under his body, a puddle the dogs had induced him to shoot. I decided then that it was time for the ultimate test. I unlocked the doors, throwing a pile of clothing at Aaron. He dressed and walked over to the exit. "Why don't you want me any more? Did I do something wrong?" Aaron asked looking at the door and then back at me. "No baby, you did nothing wrong. I want you forever. You’re my son. A member of my family now and forever, but, now you have to choose. Do you stay or go. The choice is yours" I said. Aaron opened the door and walked out. I waited, but he didn't come back. Looking out the door I could see him running down the road. I sat down and waited for the cops. Three hours later I hear a car coming up the road. I went outside to see Aaron pulling up in his car. He got out, he retrieved a suite case from the trunk. "I told my parents I was moving out. I… couldn't tell them it was because I was going to be a faggot whore. I told them I had joined the army. In a few months I want you to send a letter telling them I was killed. You are my father now, they are my brothers" Aaron said, pointing to my other boys standing in the doorway of barn. "That is, if you still want me" Aaron asked, his voice trailing off. I walked over to him, wrapped my arms around him and kissed him with love and passion. Aaron was with us for about three months when he got very sick. He wss weak, throwing up, muscle aches and a high fever. He asked me to take him to the doctor, but I knew what the malady was, as did his brothers. I sat down on the bed next to him, wiped the sweat from his forehead with a damp towel. "There is no need for you to see a doctor, son. What this means is that our AIDS baby is growing inside of your body. You adoption is complete; you are one of us in body, mind and soul. You have the fuck flu, which is the sign your body has been infected with with HIV. Now your body will start combining our babies with your DNA making a new strain of babies. That strain you will one day pass onto a new brother, but, for now just rest. We will take care of you" I said as I kissed my pregnant son on the forehead. Tears of joy swelled-up in Aaron's eyes. He whispered into my ear that he needed cock; I smiled at him, pulled the covers from his sweat-soaked, aching body. His brothers and I made love to his sick, weak, aching body. Aaron moaned out in bliss, groaning in his weakness and sickness, but he still managed to hump and pump, bringing us off inside of his feverish body. We made love to him every night from then on. Aaron turned out to be a very talented whore. He not only likes male, he lives it, craves it and is always willing to pleasure it, human or animal. On his first anniversary of becoming my son, we wrote a letter to his parents. At first Aaron assumed we would tell his family he had been killed in combat. He was surprised when we told them the truth, that he had become a faggot whore, and was infected with HIV. How much he loved cock and even having sex with animals. How he knows his choice was right and how liberating. That he was finally free to be the male God made him to be, and how enjoyable sex is without condoms or worrying about AIDS. The letter continues, explaining about his pregnancy and how he has given them their first grandchild. It explained to them how the whole male-to-male HIV-to-HIV pregnancy thing comes about, and how he enjoyed being pregnant. He smiled at me, knowing the tone of the letter was correct. He signed it, and selected a few photographs of his sexual sexual activities to include in the envelope. He chose one depicting his body covered with bloody cum covered sores from his adoption. One where he was on his hands and knees, a a large Doberman pinscher hung up in his cunt. Another showing what I knew to be dog cum running from his stretched-out, gaping pussy. Another showed him him sucking off his brothers and finally one of him drinking piss sprayed fresh from his own cock as he lay on his back, glistening in golden showers. A wicked smile crossed his face as he chose the last picture. He wouldn't let me see it, but wrote on it with a black marker, and then handed it to me with a smile. I take the photo from him and look at it, then at him and then smile and lean over and kiss him. It is a photograph of a load of his cum that we taken a few days before. Written in one corner was the inscription "Your AIDS grandchild, one year old. With love, your grandson."

My phone lit up telling me I had a e-mail. I was surprised to see that it was a craigslist reply. I had been cruising the casual encounters section a few days before and replied with pictures to one that said "2 horny tops looking for a bottom" The reply had a phone number and a address with the message saying your hot you want to play tonight? It was friday and I didn't have any plans other than sitting home beating off to some porn. So I text him back saying saying sounds fun what time you want to hook up he ask if I could be there by 8 I said yea that shouldn't be a problem so few hours went by and I was getting more and more excited looking at the craigslist posting over and over one had a thick 8 in uncut cock and other had a long skinny 9 inch cut pierced cock. i showered and used at least 10 or 12 water enemas till I knew my lil pink hole was squeaky clean. I shaved my cock and balls and shaved my ass and bootyhole keeping it nice and smooth . I am 5'9 155 lbs 30 inch waste Brown hair Blue eyes a very average 6 inch cock I had hooked up with maybe 8 guys my entire life so i wasn't a virgin by any definition of the word. I am only 22 years old I had just finished getting my degree in electrical engineering and maintenance. I still living at parents house so I let them know, I was going to stay night with friends. I dressed in my khakis and a button up shirt and a tight blue jock strap. I grabbed four or five condoms from my dresser drawer and my astroglide gel I looked at the time seeing it was 5 min after 7 I knew I had 35 or 40 min drive ahead of me just to get to the address. I said bye to parents grabbed my lil overnight bag and was on my way. I couldn't help being horny the whole way there I couldn't wait to get that long cock down my throat as the uncut guy fucked me it seemed to take forever to get there. I finally pulled in where GPS said "arrived at your destination" I fired off text saying I'm here and walked to the door it was a really big house you could look at it and tell it was built about ac hundred years ago. The house had 3 stories and paint chipped off in several places and the bricks on the foundation were very well weathered. "Knock knock knock" The door opened and I see a tall guy with broad shoulders shaved head probably 6'3 250 lbs wearing a pair of black leather pants and leather vest I thought in my head he is fucking hot .He was very nice invited me in and walked me in asking me if I wanted a mix drink I said sure and he mixed me a very strong vodka and cranberry barely enough cranberry juice to color it pink I wasn't a big drinker, but I thought what the hell I'm not driving and figured it would take nervousness away a little. His name was Marrk and he told Me that John would be down as soon as he got out of shower. I sat there drinking my drink making small talk and he was ask if I liked sucking cock and ask if I was closeted I told him I am Bi and yes I do and yes I am in closet. I heard footsteps coming down the stairs they were loud because they old and wooden. And then i Saw John he was tall and skinny with glasses and semi long hair. He was wearing a small black see through tight shirt and a black pair of speedo looking undies I could see his long cock pushing on the thin material as it hung down his leg I was ready to suck it right then. "So you must be David" he proclaimed reaching the bottom of the stairs. I said that's me. He said are you ready to get started? I grabbed my drink and turned the entire glass up finishing it and shook my head and said yea I'm ready when you are. Marrk stood up and said come on and walked down hall I followed him as John walked behind me grabbing my ass as we went through the hallway I just smiled and kept following. We got to the very back room of the house and I stepped in. The lights were dimmed in there as y eyes adjusted and I looked around. There was a big 60" flat screen on the wall, and a king size bed with drawers built into the bed on the bottom,and a sex swing hanging with chains from a free standing metal frame with mirrors on top so you see yourself when looking up.I was getting more and more turned on and said you" have a entire adult play room" Marrk turned on tv and the laptop that was on nightstand as John said get some those clothes off. I instantly unbuttoned my pants kicked my shoes of got my shirt off till I was standing there in only my jockey. About that time I looked up seeing the tv had the internet displayed on it. Marrk ask me what kind of porn did I like "straight or gay? " I told him straight. It was very rare for me to watch any gay porn I just like straight porn better. He said what should we watch? I told him to try "interracial" he smiled saying that was one his favorites to. The screen went black for a second then the video started. There was a sexy lil blonde girl with 4 big black guys standing around her she dropped to her knees and I saw both Marrk and John standing on both sides of me so I did same thing the blonde did I went to my knees and John pulled his cock out first and started pulling my face towards his long hanging pierced I opened my mouth and started sucking him feeling him getting harder and harder as he shoved his cock into my throat I was choking and spit dripping all over my face he pulled it out of my mouth and said Get on the bed I got on bed and he strapped my arms to the top corners of matress he yanked my undies off and then I felt the leather belt like restraints tighten on both my wrist that's when I looked down and saw Marrk hooking my ankles to a metal bar it was impossible to close my legs after the restraints were tightened I was completely naked and tied to the bed that's when I looked back at the tv and this time Marrk was on a messenger of some kind with 6 or 8 different guys on there webcams then I saw the other screen that had me strapped down all the guys in the messenger could see me I said "what the fuck" John said shut up and just relax I layed back watching all these guys play with themselves looking at me then Marrk said 2 more for sure and maybe another 2. John said great. I interrupted "what's going on"? Let's fuck him while he still so tight Marrk told John and the internet audience John said ok let me get the stuff I saw he pulled a box out from the drawer in the bed it had a big bottle of "rush" poppers and a small baggy that was full of crystal clear shards and a syringe full of liquid and a bottle of lube.

Greetings, I live in East Flatbush. I can't host but I can travel anywhere in the city with an MTA line. I've done both pure safe and pure bareback raw fucks but now I want to live out something I find super hot. I have a stealthing fantasy as a top and I would like to find a willing bottom to preform this on. You must be negative, undetectable or on PrEP. This can work one of two ways: 1) I can cum in, you ask if I have a condom, I put the condom on, fuck you for a bit, then without warning break/remove the condom and continue to fuck you until I nut in you. OR 2) I cum in, I put the condom on, I fuck you for a bit and then at one point when I'm on break (or even hotter while I'm fucking) you remove the condom and I stick it back in and fuck you until I nut. I hate to sound mean but please be under 40 unless you have a super hot hole. Any race is fine. Jockstraps/thongs are a huge turn on. Love slings too. Thanks and I hope I have someone willing for this hot experiment! =D

I've known I'm into older men basically my entire life. I was probably 10 when I first discovered porn. I wasn't into young guys... I wanted bears. I liked them big and hairy, with huge cocks. I would watch Pro Wrestling and imagined that I was the one getting manhandled by the sexy performers. When I first started to understand my boners, I would fantasize about an older man using me to satisfy his needs. I once heard my mom talking about a "kept boy" and immediately googled what that was. My brain and my cock lit up. I didn't even care about the money part. The guy could be broke as a joke, as long as he was fucking me at his leisure six ways to Sunday. The thought of an older man keeping me on tap to use me whenever he wanted? Are you kidding me? That's the dream. The fantasy boiled down to what is somewhere between extreme D/s (Dom/sub... but also Daddy/son) and full on Master/slave. The way I imagined it, while he was at work, I would be at home, naked (except for a collar, cock cage, and leather harness... occasionally, I'd wear a jock strap if my cage had been taken off), ensuring my body was the way he liked it, ensuring the house was clean and Daddy was coming home to a freshly cooked meal. To the public, he was my Dad and I was his son. We could invent some story about how I was an accident he just found out about or something... those details didn't matter to me. To anyone he wished to know, I was a receptacle for cock and cum. When he came home, I sucked his cock while he enjoyed his dinner. He would fuck me whenever and however he wanted. If he was horny in the middle of the night, he would just stick it in me--I would always be ready to take him. Nobody would have to know that I wasn't his biological son. I was going to have enough of his DNA in me at either end that it didn't matter. It also didn't matter if his friends used me. If his brothers/cousins used me. If he was having a party, I could be the entertainment. If someone wanted to borrow me for a few nights, or even rent me? The only consent needed would be his. Daddy would know what was best for me. Let me reiterate: these were fantasies I had before I even hit puberty. After puberty, it only became stronger. My first boyfriend was really hairy and I was a total slut for him... but he didn't really appreciate me calling him Daddy. In fact, I've still not yet found a guy I can call Daddy. I believe it is an honor close to religious experience to have an older guy put his load in either of my holes. I've never understood the ageist twinks when I was in college. "Eww that older guy hit on me!" What the fuck is wrong with you? Drop to your knees and suck that man dry like the God he is. But then again... maybe I just have Daddy issues.

Think i've hit the jackpot. Been chasing this guy on a cruising site who had great recommendations. Almost unbelievable. One of my many types he's older in his 60s and a total top. Scrummy! I text him in his street feeling edgy not knowing if this will be a genuine hookup. He doesn't answer. After a few minutes I was about to dejectedly leave his road and sit on a grassy bank when I see him some 100 feet away waving his arms. First impressions are ok yet I know from experience that those initial impressions often bear no relation with sexual fulfilment. We enter his house and within a minute are snogging our faces off taking in each others chemistry. He's sexy, better looking close up, average to chunky build and my height. He wraps his arms around me and after ten minutes I'm guided to the bed where, once we've discarded our clothes carry on with the kissing until i feel his stubby finger stroking my pussy. Savouring this he fishes out a bottle of poppers from under his pillow puts it to my nostrils then explores my hole further enjoying watching my face as my hole is opened up. Laying me on my side and lifting my top leg i feel his tongue enter my younger bubble butt eating it out with his arse starved tongue. I pull my cheeks apart for easier access luxuriating in the hungry velvety feels. `I'm going to fuck you` he explains. I feel his stubby wide cock pull apart my cheeks as he enters me. The idea of being used by an older sexy guy opens my mind as i stick more poppers up to my nose. We carry on exploring positions finding out what excites us. Sticking me on my back and placing a pillow under my cheeks i lift my legs eagerly quivering at the feel of his tongue. `Open your cheeks` he orders and I willingly comply. Soon he re-enters me and i squeal with delight as I watch his sexy persona use my arse to get him off. Within minutes I watch his firm stocky frame quicken pace with the tell tale sign of no return as he dumps his cum inside me. After recovery we kiss again and i play with his cock that eagerly responds. `Suck it!` Eagerly i take him orally poppered up working hard to make him erect. `Turn over` he orders and with my eager moons up in the air his tongue re-enters slurping my innards in preperation for his cock. Once again I feel his sexy cock and push back meeting his thrusts. Going from position to position I beg him `Mount me!` and within five minutes he was again flooding my holes with his dna. Bliss! I've never known a man to shoot his load five times but he did. He could have cum more and wanted me to return. The reports I saw were true. I've already arranged to return for more! Who wouldn't?

Put an ad up on Craigslist, but after the usual round of emails from fruitcakes and posers I went to bed. The next morning I saw that I had an email from guy who said he was 24 from the next town over. I'm more into guys my age, but I was horny and he was close, so I answered his email. A few minutes later he responded, saying he hi and could host if I could "cum now". I quickly showered and douched, and headed to his place with lube in hand. (Bi guys never seem to have supplies.) As I got to his place it was apparent by the nice upper middle class neighborhood tha he lived with his parents. I rang the bell and when the door opened there was an extremely tall, rail thin hotty on the other side in just a pair of gym shorts. He quickly ushered me into the house and shut the door, and without a word led me upstairs to his bedroom. We then introduced ourselves and when he seemed unsure what to do next I took the initiative by wrapping up into my arms and giving him a big kiss. After making out for a few moments I undressed him, pushed him down onto the bed and started blowing a cock that was already impressive soft. It did not take long for his cock to get hard and for him to start moaning. His dick was long, had a nice thickness and a beautiful cut and large mushroom head. He was really beginning to groan, so not wanting him to cum to soon I stopped, stood up and took off my own clothes. By then I was rock hard and he seemed transfixed on it, so I stepped up to him with it hanging a couple of inches from his face. He hesitated for a moment, but finally wrapped a hand around my shaft and jacked it a couple of times before wrapping his lips around it. It was quickly clear he was inexperienced and he actually gagged a couple of times taking it deep too quickly. With some gentle instructions he started to get the hang of it and seemed to be enjoying himself. After a bit I pulled back from him and climbed into bed where we started to make out again. Taking a little break he told me that he had a girlfriend and his only experience with a guy was a "bro-job" at a college kegger a couple of years ago. I told him not to worry, that we would take it slow. We then 69'd for awhile, all the time he was exploring my ass and hole with his fingertips. I finally needed his cock in me, so I detached myself from him so I could grap the lube I brought with me. First I lubed his big, beautiful dick, and then my ass before straddling him. "Don't you want me to put on a condom?" He asked. "I forgot to bring them. You have one?" He shook his head no. I smiled and said, "I'm pretty horny, so I'll trust you." He just nodded as I slowly lowered myself onto his hard dick. I got to admit it took me a bit yo accommodate my hole to his cock. After gettig down to the hilt we rocked around for a bit as I loosened up, and then we started to really fuck. It did not take long for him to shoot his first big load, but the guy had those amazing recuperative powers of youth. After making out and some fondling he was soon good to go for another round. This time I was on my back with my ankles on his shoulders as he fucked my long and deep until he filled my ass with a second big load. This time he did not even need a break or additional stimulation. Instead he kept hard as he turned me over onto my hands and knees, mounted me and started fucking me again. This time he grabbed my hips and pounded my ass without mercy and driving my face into the pillow. Since he already came twice it took him a long time to get there a third time. It was so hot, hard and intense we were both groaning and growling at the ferocity of his punishment on my hole. Finally he started panting how he was going to cum, so I started to work my own cock. With a loud scream he started to really pound me as he let go of his third load up my ass. At the same time I wad healing myself as I painted his sheets with my own load. We both collapsed with me flat on my stomach on my hot, sticky cum. I am not sure how long we laid there in sweaty, sticky pile, but eventually his cock shrinking until it finally popped out of my ass. We then moved to our sides where we dozed for a whlle with him spooning me. Eventually we got up and took a quick shower together. (For his youth he was a remarkable host.) I then got dressed and he slipped back on his gym shorts and grabbed a tank top. Downstairs we stopped in the kitchen where he grabbed us both a bottle of water from the fridge. We chatted a bit as he started to wolf down a bunch of Oreos in post-coital hunger. I politely refused when offered, but was kind of smitten by this hot young man. All the while I could feel his cum starting to leak from my hole which started to turn me on again. I figured I better get going before I got myself in my trouble, but when we started to hug and kiss one another good bye it was apparent he was also getting aroused again. Soon we were groping and kissing one another in the kitchen as he was fumbling with the fly of my jeans. Losing all patience I unbuttoned them myself and dropped them before turning around to bend over the counter. He was right behind me pushing his cock up my cum filled hole and just started pounding me. It was brutal and brief, and one of the hottest fucks I have ever experienced. As he pulled out I felt his load dribbling out with his cock. I quickly pulled up and buttoned my jeans, gave him a quick kiss and left. Driving home I felt his cum leaking out of my down my cheeks. I was so turned on by it once I parked I had to jack off in my driveway before I went into my house. I hope we get to meet up again - soon.

I usually like to grab (or bite) the buttocks after breeding; but a slap isn't a bad idea... and yes, for me, It's a way of saying that was a good time...

I've never given this particular position (all 4's, knees together) much thought but find that I'm often in this position when being taken doggy--perhaps because I'm a smaller build (5'9", 130#) it is easier for my Tops to naturally place me in this position and yes, it is more "feminine" which is also why I'm taken this way when in doggy (most all of my regular Tops are heterosexually-identified). So that I have more stabillity, I always cross my feet over each other too. It helps me, I guess to stay connected to the floor/bed so my Top can go in and plow away as he holds my waist. In reverse, I also find that my Tops will put me Missionary with my legs on his shoulders and my knees pressed against me. Again, I instinctively cross my feet if they're relaxed behind his head or if his hands are pushing my knees down, they'll rest on his shoulders or flat against his chest.

I have been a "lifelong" bottom and very much enjoy that position. For me, the feeling of fully submitting to a top is an important part of the fulfillment I receive from good sex. But, I have never gotten excited by the tops who talked about knocking me up and related things. Until now. Now that I have started trying to be more indiscriminate about partners and only barebacking, I know the risk and the idea of being "bred" by a positive partner is more real. I am certain that if I encounter a guy who wants to "knock me up" now, I will have a much more enthusiastic response.

This story keeps getting better and more intense. Great job!

My Three Way With Two Barrio Boys (This story is related to Barrio Boy Gives Me a Load - https://breeding.zone/topic/35460-barrio-boy-gives-me-a-load/ ). I was still grappling with the raw pig inside of me wanting to get out. Besides a lover I had about that time who only fucked me raw (we both had tested negative just before meeting), I still played safe except for the occasional hook up, usually when I was drinking way too much and feeling less inhibited. But oh the guilt after! I had gone back to the streets around the clubs on North Main in San Antonio a few times to see if I could meet the barrio boy that had fucked me raw in the parking lot, but never saw him. I did hook up with a couple other guys from the barrio, however they were nothing memorable, they all played safe, and the only real excitement was not knowing if they were gay, bi, or what. There was one car though that I saw several times cruising the area, a dark blue/black Chevy Caprice. The guy driving looked Hispanic, about my age, mid-20s, he usually had a bandana around his forehead, cigarette in one hand, and he would drive by slow, look, but never stopped or gave any other indication he was interested. It had been a few months since I had been to those clubs and as spring approached, things in the city got crazy as the Latin singer Selena had just been murdered. One of her clothing stores was on Broadway Boulevard just two blocks from my house – less as the crow flies as I could see its parking lot from my back deck. Hundreds of people from all over Texas descended on the store, which quickly became a makeshift memorial to Selena. The street and parking lots up and down Broadway were filled with cars, people playing her music, just hanging out, and mourning in their own way. The day after it happened I decided to walk over to see the crowds and what was going on. As I got to the end of my street I stopped in the parking lot of this little convenience store to check out all the people and the first care I noticed looked just like the Chevy that I had seen by the clubs. Two guys were sitting on the hood with a six-pack between them and I could swear one of them was the guy I had seen driving. So, I stood off to the side and watched them and everyone else for a while before finally going into the store and buying some beer. I came back out, walked up by the car, and leaned against the wall off to the left so I could get a better look at them. The guy closest to me – the one I thought I had seen before - looked about my age, short buzzed hair with a blue bandana around his forehead, clean cut face. He had on a white tank top with big yellow pit stains, some pretty cool looking tats on his arm, and was pretty built, standing about 6’1, maybe 180 or so. The other guy with him looked about 10 years older, long hair pulled back in a pony tail, thick mustache, no shirt, and he also had some tattoos on his arms. I was on my third beer when they caught me eyeing them. Fuck – I wanted to run! I was so embarrassed, but just nodded and said, “Hey, what’s up?” The guy closest to me said they were just hanging and I could set my beer on their car if I wanted. I said thanks and introduced myself and the younger guy said his name was Diego and introduced me to other guy, but all I caught was “…my cousin...” as I was too busy staring at the bulge in Diego’s pants. With his leg hanging over the side of the hood, the jeans were stretched tight across his thigh and his long, thick, cock clearly showed. DAMN! My ass got wet right then with lust – and again – they caught me looking. Diego didn’t say anything, just turned back toward the street and the crowd while I blushed. I chatted with Diego and his cousin for a while, drank the rest of my 6-pack, and Diego offered me some of his beer. His cousin barely said two words to me, and gathered he spoke mainly Spanish, so I focused my attention on Diego. I had figured my lust was a lost cause, and was just enjoying hanging out, and watching the crowds come and go from across the street at Selena’s store. “You live near here?” Diego finally asked. I was off in lust land looking at his dick again, couldn’t help it. I came back to reality and said, “Yeah, just up the street on the next block and hey, if you guys want a break from the heat (it was only about 80 and about 3:00 in the afternoon, but we were all sweating, so… figured what the hell) you’re welcome to come hang out a bit.” Diego said, I do need to take a piss,” then chatted with his cousin some, who shook his head yes, and it seemed like I had company. I first ran into the store, grabbed a case of beer, hopped in their car, and we drove around the corner and up the block to my house. I showed Diego the bathroom (I wanted to watch so bad), took the beer to kitchen, and then sat down in the living room with his cousin. His cousin just smiled, and worked nursed his beer, so I turned on the TV. As Diego walked back into the living room he was adjusting his dick in his pants – damn – I could not help staring again. This time he did not seem to notice but his cousin sure did. Crap, last thing I needed to do was get grief from some straight dudes in my own house. Diego and his cousin then started speaking in Spanish to each other about something, and I just gulped my beer down and tried not to get scared. Diego then said, “You want to party man?” I said, “Sure, we can hang out.” Diego and his cousin chatted some more, Diego asked if I had any cash as his cousin would go get some food and stuff as he was hungry, so I gave them $50 and said my treat, and his cousin left. As soon as his cousin left Diego asked if I had any movies. I said yeah and knelt down by the TV cabinet to see what I had. He came over and stood by me as I pulled tapes out, his dick inches from my face if I turned to the right, which made it damn hard to focus. I pulled several tapes out tapes out and Diego reached down and grabbed one that I had tried to tuck into the bottom of the pile – some gay porn. Oh fuck – but he just handed it to me and said, “This one.” Hmmm, did not expect that, but yes Sir! I popped it in the VCR, got it going and when I turned around Diego had his pants around his ankles just standing in the middle of my living room with a big old dick pointing straight west! “Suck it for me,” he said, so I scooted over on my knees and started sucking him. He was uncut, and long (one of the longest dicks I had ever seen), and nice and fat. Diego’s dick was so hard the skin was stretched way back down his shaft and the veins were raised up off the shaft. I then realized he had on a LEATHER COCKRING – wow – one of those kinds that have snaps, looked like it was choking his dick, and his balls looked red and angry. Focus – so I just kept sucking him all the while worrying about his cousin who could come back anytime and as the spread between my thumb and pinky is 9 inches and his dick went beyond that, figured he was a good 10, 10 ½ and then started to worry as I was not sure I could take it. “Get some lotion,” Diego said. Huh? I was so focused on his dick, I barely heard him, but scrambled up, went to the bedroom, got a bottle of Vaseline Lotion, some condoms, a towel and the poppers and practically ran back hoping he had not left. He was standing in the same position, facing the TV with his big dick looking even harder. I handed the lotion to him with the condoms, bent over and started hitting the poppers. I was ready for him to ram it in, but was scared and excited, as I wanted it so bad. Instead, I felt his hands on my ass as he knelt behind me and spread my cheeks. His tongue started licking the outer edges of my ass. One cheek, then the next, each lick getting a little closer to my crack. I was in heaven already and started to moan. “You like that?” Diego asked. “Oh yes, please don’t stop, please don’t stop,” I started to beg. He kept on licking and then started slurping with his tongue getting closer to my hole and if not for his hands on my hips I would have been jumping all over the place with the excitement his mouth was causing. His tongue then pushed into my hole and I leaned forward more to try to open up. I could not stop moaning at that point as getting my ass ate makes me want to get fucked so bad and this man knew what he was doing! Just when I thought I could not take it anymore and might actually cum, Diego stood up, I heard him squirt some lotion and for a brief second asked in my mind if he had put on a condom? Fuck it – I did not care and right then wanted to feel him cum in me more than anything. So I hit the poppers. Again I expected him to just push his dick in, but he didn’t. He slid a finger up my ass, which made me jump. He pushed it in and pulled it out a little, then worked a second one in. I was not used to being fingered as it often just hurt, but this felt good and I started to moan some more and then heard myself say, “Please fuck me, please fuck me.” Damn – was that my outside voice? Diego said, “What do you want?” So I just started repeating – begging – “PLEASE FUCK ME, PLEASE FUCK ME.” His fingers left my ass and I heard the lotion again. This time it was his dick for sure so I bent over, put my right hand on the coffee table to brace myself, took a big hit of poppers and said again, “Please fuck me.” Diego obliged me as I felt his dick push against my hole and slowly begin to slide in. Fuck – it hurt a little, but I wanted him so badly I started pushing back as I wanted him all inside of me. Another hit of poppers, I felt the warmth of his dick and pushed back again. This time Diego moaned and a few more thrusts and I felt the leather cock ring and his balls hit up against my ass. He stayed like that for a little bit, just buried in my ass before he started shifting his hips to the side, pulling out a little and pushing in, slow and easy - small little circles each time pulling out a little further. I was jerking myself hard and was so horny feeling his cock like that. He reached out, pushed my hand off my dick and said, “No, just feel me.” I never got fucked without jerking my dick, but held back and what an amazing feeling with him slowly grinding in and out of my ass. Diego soon picked up the pace and started doing a straight shot in and out of my hole. Each thrust he would pull back, go balls deep, grunt, pull back, and go balls deep. Faster and faster and now his hips and whole front were slapping up against my ass each time he buried his cock. He then put his hands on my shoulders and I felt him tense up and he shot his load. His legs shook, he grunted, moaned, and said something in Spanish I had no idea what, but hoped it was good. Once he stopped, he just stayed like that and I felt his dick begin to soften and it then slowly slid out my hole. Hot cum began running down my leg and I knew then he had not put the condom on – and I loved it! I went to the bedroom to get another towel and when I came back Diego had his pants pulled up, but had left his tank top off, and was looking through the pile of movies. He stopped the gay porn that was playing, popped in a straight porn, then stood up, came over to me, and started kissing me. My knees literally buckled and I felt weak still feeling the hotness of his cum leaking out my ass and then his kiss. He pulled off my mouth, looked at me, “Did you like?” I had a huge goofy grin and laughed as I replied, “It was awesome, and thank you.” We both grabbed our beers and sat back on the couch. Diego kept leaning over to kiss me and with every thrust of his tongue my dick got a little harder and ass ached a little more with my need to feel him inside me again. By now, cum was leaking out my ass and had made a wet spot in my shorts, so I could feel the wetness as a reminder of his load. About 10 minutes later his cousin came back, walked in, saw the porn playing, lotion and condoms on the coffee table, he looked at Diego, then me, set the food on the coffee table, and said something to Diego in Spanish. Again I had no idea what they were talking about but within seconds his cousin had sat down, was taking his shoes off, and pulling his pants down. I looked from Diego, to him; back to Diego who just smiled and said “He’s wants to fuck you – ok?” Yeah OK! His cousin’s dick was a good 8 inches, fatter than Diego’s, and also uncut. I went over to suck him, but he just turned me around, spit on his hand, rubbed the head of his dick, and pushed it in as I was already full of Diego’s cum. Whew – I hit the poppers, caught my breath, and looked over at Diego who was just watching. The cousin did not last long and fucked faster, faster, then tensed and shot. He yanked out, slapped my ass, and said “Good – hmmm – good.” I now had two loads of cum trying to run down my leg, grabbed the towel, and tried to mop myself up while the cousin got dressed and Diego watched. We then all sat down in the living room and busted open the Mexican fast food the cousin had brought and made small talk, but did not speak a word about them fucking me. However, with every bite of food I kept thinking about their cum in me and hoping I would get more. We finished dinner and it was still early, only about a 5:00 p.m., so I figured they would head out, but Diego said, “You ready to party?” I thought we had been, so not sure what he was talking about, but said sure. His cousin reached into his pants, brought out a bag of white powder, smiled at us, then got down to partying. Before I knew it I was on my knees taking turns sucking on their dicks as they sat on the couch watching the porn. My knees were getting sore, so I grabbed a pillow off the couch and put it under my knees and shifted to a doggy style pose as Diego and his cousin spoke to each other. His cousin got up, pushed the coffee table away from the couch, walked behind me, I heard the lotion squirt, he then sort of bent down and plopped his dick into my hole and started pumping while I continued to suck Diego. WOW! That felt amazing. I didn’t know if it was from partying or just from having a dick in that position, but my ass felt hot and tingly and it felt like I could feel every square inch of his cock, as well as Diego’s dick in my mouth. This time the cousin fucked rough and hard and I had bruises on my hips the next day where he and Diego had grabbed a hold of me and dug in when they fucked that night. My jaw was starting to hurt, and my knees hurt, so I said I needed to stand up and pulled off Diego’s dick and his cousin pulled out and stepped back. I asked them, “Do you want to go to the bedroom?” Diego said, “Sure, but let’s take another hit.” So we partied a little more, drank a little beer, and I led them back to the bedroom suite. The cousin walked straight into the bathroom to piss, and Diego and I lay down on the futon mattress on the floor. Diego laid me on my side, pushed my right leg forward over my left, and pushed his hard dick into my hole like a hot poker going up my ass. It was so hot and for a second afraid something was wrong. I started to push away, and he wrapped his arms around me, leaned over my shoulder, and started licking my ear. DAMN – I melted again and relaxed. About then his cousin came back, knelt on the futon by my head and stuck his dick in my mouth. Diego kept deep dicking my ass while his cousin fucked my mouth. The cousin grabbed both sides of my face and started to really fuck my throat. I choked a little and my eyes started to tear up as he fucked harder and faster and harder and then shot in my mouth. His cum tasted awful. Very musky, rank, and strong, but I swallowed every drop and sucked harder until he pulled out and laid on his back on the futon and closed his eyes. His chest was covered in sweat and he was breathing hard as I ran my hand over his torso as Diego kept fucking me. Diego then said, “Get on your knees.” I pulled off his dick and scooted onto my hands and knees beside his cousin who was still lying there with his eyes closed. Diego pushed his cock back in my ass and was long dicking me, pulling almost all the way and going all the way back in. Nice long, slow, and steady strokes. The poppers seemed to have stopped working and my insides felt like they were clenching up. I asked if we could take a little break and Diego yanked out in one pull, stood up, and headed to the living room. Fuck – I blew it, I thought. He’s pissed. The cousin was still laying there on the futon, so I got up and followed Diego to the living room. He was sitting on the couch and I asked if he was OK, and if he was mad I asked for a break. “No, no, it’s good man,” he said, and so we partied a little more. His cousin soon joined us and we kept watching the porn, partying, and drinking. Soon the cousin’s dick was hard again and I went to get on my knees to suck him, but he kept me standing and turned me around, so my ass was towards him. He then guided me to sit down onto his dick, which went in easy as hell as I was pretty opened up by then. Diego was sitting beside us so I reached over and started stroking his dick. The cousin’s stiff meat felt so good and I started riding up and down as hard as I could and he started to moan. He moaned louder and louder and then shot another load up my ass. Fuck yeah!!! His hot cum started dripping out my ass and my hole throbbed. Condoms were the farthest things from my mind at that point and I just wanted more – more raw dick, more cum, and more cum. Diego then grabbed my hand, pulled me towards him and so I slipped the cousin’s dick out of my ass and stepped over, and backed down on Diego’s. DAMN – forgot how long he was and in that position felt like he was way up in my guts. Diego started thrusting his hips and pushing his dick deeper up into me. My hole was wet and sloppy from all of the cum already up there, and it was making squishy noises as Diego backed my gut pipes up further. He held my hips/ass hard and dug his fingers in as he fucked me. The cousin got off the couch, went to the bathroom, and when he came back he knelt in front of me and put my dick in his mouth. WHAT THE FUCK? I was the bottom – oh fucking hell that felt good and soon cried out, “OH STOP, PLEASE STOP, I’M GOING TO CUM – NO – I CAN’T GET FUCKED AFTER I CUM, NO STOP.” Neither one stopped, Diego fucked harder as he held my arms by my side now and the cousin sucked my dick. I could feel the cum start crawling up my dick and it wouldn’t stop, I couldn’t stop it, and started to shake, twitch and literally convulse as I blew my load into the cousin’s mouth and started moaning and groaning louder than before. My ass clenched up and wrapped tight around the dick in my ass, and this set Diego off as he grabbed my hips like a vice and moaned and groaned as he shot another load of cum deep inside me. Once he stopped shaking, he turned my face to the side and leaned forward, kissed me and filled my mouth with his spit. I could barely breathe. The three of us detangled from each other, I excused myself to use the bathroom, and so much cum and juice came out of me, I could not believe it. I washed my face, went back to the living room, and Diego and his cousin were both sitting on the couch now, naked, passing the party supplies back and forth. I sat on the chair, and joined in. I’m not sure what time it was, but it was dark out, and we spent a while more in the living room with Diego or the cousin fucking me for a few or having me suck their dick, then partying some more, drinking, making small talk, and watching porn. What we talked about I have no idea, even the next day it was sort of a blur, but they did not shoot any more loads, and I was sort of disappointed as while the fucking felt good, I knew I had become a cum hound and just wanted to taste and feel more of their hot loads – the best Mexican food ever! Later, we ended back up in the bedroom with me on my stomach on the futon and the cousin fucking me. My ass did not hurt anymore; I was too fucked up, and was just enjoying feeling the cousin and Diego on me, inside me, us all tangled together. While the cousin fucked me, Diego laid beside me kissing me, from rough and hard, to gentle and sweet, and my mouth was getting fucked by his tongue harder than my ass was getting plowed by the cousin’s dick. At some point I passed out, or fell asleep, and the next thing I remember is strong hand covering my mouth and feeling someone’s body move onto my back and shove their cock into my sloppy hole. Diego. I could not really move my head, but peering to the right could see the cousin was sleeping on the other side of the bed. Diego kept his right hand over my mouth, put his head down against mine, and started nibbling and licking on my left ear. I was feeling more sober by then and my ass hurt – not in a good way – felt like I had been torn up and started to fidget and try to shift a little. Diego just pressed his body harder onto me and pushed his torso a little more forward so his dick pushed deeper and straight down into my hole instead of just going in level. This hurt even more and I started whimper. His grip on my mouth got tighter, his left hand was on my left hip pushing me down, and he angled himself a little to the right and thrust even harder. Right then I wanted him to stop, I could not take any more, but he held me tight and fucked harder, and harder, and harder. Diego leaned into my ear and said “Yeah mi cielo, give it to me, yeah mi cielo. Open that hole.” Between my whimpering and Diego slamming into me I was sure the cousin would wake up, but he kept sleeping. I had no choice but to lie there and take the fucking Diego was giving me and after a while the pain gave way as my dick got hard and my body responded to Diego being inside me. I realized how much I was craving the feeling of his raw dick in my ass and started moaning and trying to push back on him to meet his thrusts. Diego pumped harder and faster and when he shot I could feel him unload in my ass. It felt so warm. He then slid off my back and onto the futon by my right side next to his cousin. His hand was still over my mouth and I started kissing his hand as he relaxed and soon he was asleep. I lay there with my ass throbbing feeling the heat of Diego as he lay beside me and hearing his cousin snore on the other side. We all got up the next morning and I cooked some breakfast as Diego and his cousin took turns showering. When the cousin was in the shower Diego held me close and gave me a long, deep kiss. When I asked him if they had a good time, Diego laughed, smiled, and said, “Oh yeah mi cielo.” I told him I had fun too and hoped I got to see him again. Diego smiled, took my hand and let it rest on his now hardening dick, and as the next batch of pancakes started burn, my ass got set on fire with a rough, dry, morning fuck. I saw Diego almost every Friday night after that for several months. I never knew if Diego was his real first name or last name, where he worked or lived (besides on the West side), or even his phone number. It was all about the dick, ass, and cum, the party and small talk. He always called me, and always showed up on Friday with his cock ring on and his dick hard and throbbing and ready to cum in me and he usually gave me 3 or 4 loads over the course of the night/next morning. A couple more times his cousin showed up too and we would do an all night party and fuck three-way session. They never asked me if the cousin could come by, guess it was something they worked out as he would just show up when Diego was there and jump right in and give me some dick and cum too. Those two barrio boys would wear my ass out on those nights and I would walk funny the rest of the weekend, but every time Diego made sure his was the last cock and load I would get – usually by waking me up in the morning with his cock sliding up my ass and his hand over my mouth as he whispered in my ear, “Yeah mi cielo, give it to me. Open that hole. Yeah mi cielo,” until he flooded me out with his cum.

His load is still in me as I got ready for bed last night to sleep with my wife of 35 years marriage. Redundancy forced my early retirement leaving lots of free time on my hands. I bought an Android tablet to keep up with technology, not to mention the ability to use Grindr. I think I've kept my gay side from my wife, but she must suspect something with the lack of sex, unexpected SMS text messages and the late night walks. She was already asleep when he pinged me on Grindr. There was no photo, not details other than "ask me". He was travelling and staying in a nearby hotel. He only tops and only fucks bareback. He just wanted to know if I was passive and my age of 63. Did I have a car? I told him travel was difficult because the wife might wake. He asked where I live. I sent him the postal code. He told me to stop messing around and just give him the address. I did, but said I couldn't accommodate. "Do you have a garage?" "Yes, I do." "Be there naked and ready for fucking at 11 pm. Keep the lights off. I'll knock on the door." "It's difficult." I typed. There was no response. I stood naked in the garage in the dark at 11 pm. There was a double knock on the door. I opened it and a dark tall shadow stepped in to the room. His rough hands felt my body. "Good, you are naked." I heard the sound of a belt being unbuckled and jeans dropping to the floor. "Suck it." A strong hand push my head down. His dick smelled of sweat and funky as though he'd not showered for a couple of days. It was big and thick and was cut. I felt a rough dry finger push into my pucker. I'd lubed in preparation. "Good." His dick swelled to full hardness in my mouth. He pulled out after a few minutes of my attentions. "Turn around, bend over and lean against the wall." I complied. "Please I don't get fucked often. I'm tight. Take it easy on me." It was wasted breath. He pushed against my opening and slapped my ass cheek hard. "Behave slut." The sudden sting from the slap loosened my hole and he pushed in. I gasped but said no more. Within a minute he'd bottomed out. His thick cock was stretching me to the limit and soon he was fucking me relentlessly showing no concern to my feelings. He forced my face against the concrete wall of the garage as he plunged deeper into me and came in my ass. When he'd satisfied himself he pulled out and I could hear him dressing. Sudden guilt struck me. "You are clean aren't you? You are not HIV+?" As he left the garage his response was. "A bit late to ask that, isn't it?" He disappeared into the darkness leaving the door open.

I like your truth better, drscorpio.

Mungo87 fucking a hot ass. http://www.xtube.com/watch.php?v=mGzOC-G409- Too bad I'm not the one in this video!!

i just topped one of my flight attendents. Mostly a bottom, but he is young and cute and got him drunk on margaritas, and just got backed from his room. Bred him and left him on his bed with my cum leaking out his ass. Fucked plenty of male and female flight attendents over the years.

Two days ago I went again to the sexshop I mentioned in my last post on the 24th of December. This time, a friend (another bottom like me) was planning to go there on Monday morning and afternoon, and wanted me to join as fellow slut. I actually took a day off just for that! And this time, to ensure I'd have a maximum amount of cock available, I pulled all the stops: put a message on the sexshop's website that I'd be there (they have a special Dates area especially set up for that, and I always use the same nick there, so people know who I am by now), contacted all my fuckbuddies, etc. Got quite a few replies, one fuckbuddy I hadn't seen in a while that said he would definitely come, quite a few maybes, and a few people who couldn't make it. My message on the website also caused some reactions. On Monday morning, I went there with high hopes . After getting into my jockstrap and getting cleaned out (took me a while, but I ended up squeaky clean for the rest of the day. I'm trying those Chia seeds again), I started walking around. Although it was only 11AM, it was actually quite busy already, but no one who seemed interested in me yet (or me interested in them for that matter). Went to the cellar, checking the cabines. Suddenly saw a gorgeous young Asian guy who had bred me once already in the sexshop, about two months ago. We had kept in touch (I really liked him, and he seemingly really liked me as well, which is quite a boost for my self-esteem I must admit), and I knew he was supposed to come, but I hadn't expected him to do so. He's a really young guy in his 20's, and he was a bit ambivalent about fucking me bare (he found it hot but scary, and is afraid of STDs, and only wanted to fuck me after my next test). In principle he was supposed to come only to watch me get fucked by other guys, but I guess his horniness won out, because within 5 minutes I was lying in the sling with his bare cock inside me! I really loved getting fucked by him again. He's really good-looking (naturally hairless, muscular but not wiry, with a beautiful sixpack), has very sensual lips I love to kiss, and his dick, while average in size, gets really hard and hits me in all the right spots! After fucking me for about a quarter of hour, he finally couldn't hold it and filled my hole with his big load. I literally felt it filling my ass! Such a great feeling. We then thanked each other and he went away. Nobody seemed to come look at the sling, so I started walking around again, when I finally came across my bottom friend . We talked a bit, and then started the hunt separately (we'd see each other often enough during the day!). I walked around again, then saw that one of the cabines was closed, one with a gloryhole to the next, open, cabine. So I decided to check it out. That was a good move, because as soon as my head was at the level of the gloryhole I was greeted by a big half-hard cock that clearly wanted to be sucked! I opened my mouth and let the guy push his dick in it. Wow! Great cock that got bigger and harder in seconds! Could just take it all in my mouth! It was a great feeling, but I really wanted that cock in my ass. I turned around and pushed my ass against the gloryhole. Normally that usually scares guys away, but not this one, and for the second in my life I got fucked through a gloryhole! His dick was bigger than the Asian guy's, but I was so horny it felt great to be stretched open! And the feeling of anonymous raw dick is fantastic! So the guy fucked me for about 5 minutes before I felt him freeze, and I knew he was unloading in me! He pulled out and I turned around to clean his dick. Indeed, some cum was still flowing from his pisshole, and I sucked his cock clean . He left, and I never really got to see what he looked like. Hot! Afterwards met my bottom friend in the cabine with a large orgy bed, told him about the two loads I had already had, when the top who said he would certainly come showed up! He started playing with us (well, mostly with my mate who hadn't had any dick yet and was hungry, and I was kind enough to let him have his pleasure), and the action started attracting quite a few men of all ages! In the end, this turned into a big orgy where my mate and I played the part of the bottom, and got passed around by four main guys: my top fuckbuddy, who unfortunately never got to fuck my ass although he did fuck my mouth a few times, a moustachioed man who has repeatedly bred my ass in the past and got to do it again, an older guy (in his 60's) who is actually another fuckbuddy of mine I kind of lost contact with that actually saw my ad on the website and came especially to see and seed me (he did ), and a guy with a bit of a belly and wearing only a fake leather vest and a cockring, who looked like a bottom but ended up being a savage top with the thickest cock I got all day! Really fucked me hard! There were other guys around, but they didn't fuck. At most I got their dick in my mouth. After about 45 minutes I think (and two loads in my ass), the orgy kind of fizzed out. My mate and I tried to get our breath back and left the cabin, which was starting to feel like a sauna. I heard hot noises from the cabin with the sling and went to check, but the door was closed. I was about to turn around when I felt a naked guy behind me! One of the guys of the orgy that only allowed me to suck them. I knelled there and then to take his dick in my mouth again (short, but hard), when another guy I had not seen yet joined us and pulled out a big nice cock. Sucked that one as well, then turned to give him my hole, which he didn't hesitate to fill bare! So I was there next to a closed door getting spitroasted! I think the guy fucking me ended up breeding me, although I'm not sure, but he left the shop immediately afterwards, so I expect he did. The other guy did blow, but in my mouth. Not too bad though, he had a tasty load . It was the beginning of the afternoon and things started to slow down a little (people do work on Mondays...), but my lucky streak was not finished. After some time walking around, came across a mountain of a guy, who followed me back to the orgy bed. I started sucking him when he mentioned we knew each other over chat! And after a moment I actually remembered who he was! A versa guy who wanted a threesome with me and one of my top fuckbuddies, but due to agenda issues this never worked out. And there he was, totally by chance (as he told me later via chat ). Finally got to feel his nice dick in me. He loved that I was already loaded and didn't last very long, just ten minutes before he filled my already full hole with his load. After he left, I couldn't leave the bed myself before the guy with the fake leather vest and the very thick cock showed up again to fill my hole! Wasn't about to say no! He used me hard for 15 minutes, but had difficulties cumming in my ass. He ended up using my mouth to get over the edge, before pushing his throbbing cock back in my ass to get as much of his load as possible in it. Does it count as a full load or just half? After that, things really slowed down and I didn't get another load in my ass. Did suck a few cocks and got maybe two more loads in my mouth, got the fake leather vest guy to fuck me again for a while, but he didn't cum again. Got to sit on another guy's cock later, but he didn't want to cum yet and I had to leave. So if I counted right and everyone who I think came in me really did, I got 7 loads in my ass that afternoon, which is basically my record (got 7 loads once before, so I didn't break a previous record unfortunately). My ass felt really nice and full for quite a few hours until I couldn't help it anymore and had to let go of some of that seed. Quite a lot poured out! I am a happy slut and hope to be able to repeat such an experience again soon.

The moment you realize sex takes place INSIDE YOUR SKULL, you'll realize that anything a person decides is the ultimate orgasm - becomes - his ultimate orgasm. I love racialized sex. I'm not a dumbie... so I don't broadcast it. I fucking love sticking my fat dick in a white dudes bubble muscle ass.. if he calls me a nigger or I call him a cracker whore who "needs to pay for slavery" by taking this nigger dick... I shoot a fat wad of cum. Huge nut. Playing with power dynamics and immoral forms of sex REALLY GET me off. I'm a grown ass man. Not asking for permission. Don't like it? Fuck off. big bubble white asses on in shape masculine whites DESERVE TO TAKE cum deep inside... until my balls are empty. Nigger dick: the tool of racial justice.

Marked as His – Hold the Cum in: The Saturday night I first met him was the start of a relationship in which I came to fully accept and embrace my interest in men, as well learn a great deal about many aspects of sex I was previously unfamiliar with. No one that I had met before him had taken me so far beyond the realm of vanilla sex, but he did in so many ways. First, a little more about our times together, including holding his cum in my ass, cuffs and stuff, and then a story of one Sunday afternoon when he had me provide the half-time entertainment during a football game for his friends that still makes me whimper as I was the grand finale when he became a fuck beast and his horse dick buddy went all out on my ass. My BBC owner and I did not ‘date’, did not go out to the movies or dinner, and he never came to my house, but I saw him almost every night for several months when our work schedules allowed as he would call me when he got off work and tell me he wanted some pussy, or would just say, “Come on, you ready?” Some nights he met me at the door naked and hard and would just bend me over and fuck me as soon as the door shut until he shot his nutt in my ass. Other nights he would enter me slow and take his time on the bed using lube. His bed was elevated and was the perfect level to bend over for him to get a straight shot or for me to get on my back. He always had the poppers handy as that seemed to help me open up for him better and his favorite way of fucking ended up having me bent over in front of him with his hands grabbing my shoulders and pulling me into him as he slam fucked. That BBC could stay hard for hours and shoot multiple loads, so whenever I was at his house I had cum dripping out my ass pretty much all the time as he always wanted to plant one nutt right away and then sometimes two or three more throughout the evening. I never quite new what to expect, beyond knowing that I was going to get fucked and he was going to be verbal and nasty, and while it almost always hurt at first, every day I craved and needed him inside me more and more. In between rounds of sex we only talked about simple things and he made it clear he was not interested in talking about his past. I assumed from all the secretness and such that he lived a ‘straight’ life and maybe had been married, especially since he always had straight porn playing. He told me a number of times that there better not be any other dick up my ass besides his unless he told me otherwise. At first, I did not quite know what he meant by that or why would he tell me to fuck with someone else, but I would learn. I always just replied said, “Yes Sir.” One time he added almost as an afterthought, “I fuck any pussy I want, but right now, my dick likes making yours mine.” That was as warm and fuzzy as he got verbally, but falling asleep in his arms with his dick buried inside me and feeling his cum burn my guts was all the assurance I wanted or needed. Even better was being woken up in the middle of the night with his arm around my neck, his hand sliding over my mouth, and him whispering in my ear, “Shhhh, let me in, shhhhh,” as his dick pushed into my ass for another round. - Hold the cum in – My BBC owner always had some new way to surprise and shock my still naïve sexual sensibilities. The second night I stayed over was a Sunday and when I got up to go home he wrapped his arms around me and held me tight by the door and whispered, “Let me have it again.” I just nodded, pulled my shorts down and bent forward and put my hands against the door. He spit on my ass and started fucking, telling me how he could feel his cum from last night up there and how much he liked that. He shot pretty quickly and then turned me to look into his eyes, “I WANT THAT CUM STILL IN THAT PUSSY WHEN YOU COME BACK TONIGHT.” I didn’t know what to say and had never heard of such a thing. Was it even possible? So I just nodded, pulled my shorts up and left. I was careful when I showered to keep my ass clenched and then spent all day at work worried that my co-workers could smell it, or smell him on me, or what if some leaked out? I finally couldn’t hold it any longer and had to go. When I saw him that night the first thing he asked was if I still had his cum. When I told him no and started to apologize I could see the disappointment in his eyes and he did not say a word, but fucked me anyways. That became a fairly regular routine where he would stop me by the door, give me another load, and tell me, “I want that cum still in that pussy when you come back tonight.” It was a couple visits later when I did come back with his cum still inside me and his eyes almost glowed as he got an evil grin on his face when I nodded and said, “Yes Sir, I still have your cum.” I then gasped as he tried to literally rip my shorts off as he pushed me onto the tiled floor of the entryway. He had been aggressive and rough before, but nothing like this. He was like a total beast, grunting as he got me down and worked his own clothes off and pulled his straining dick it. I was afraid and confused as I was not quite sure if he was upset with me or what, but I figured his hard dick was a good sign. Hold the Cum In Turns into- Racial Rape Play and Misc Fun - That was the first time we did racial rape play. Once I was laying flat on the floor he sort of squatted over my back, reached around and shoved his left hand into my mouth. He then almost growled, “Fucking white bitch, I’m gonna rape that pussy with this “N-” dick.” He took his hand out of my mouth, grabbed my t-shirt that he had ripped off and shoved it my mouth instead. I tried to wiggle a little and he slapped my ass with a full arm swing. “Fucking bitch,” – then he dropped down on me and went balls deep. As he did he pushed my head down to the floor and I tried to make noise but with the t-shirt in my mouth could do nothing but grunt. With every thrust he told me he was raping my white pussy, giving me his “N-” cum and how he could feel his cum up there making it easy for him to go deep and rip my second hole. Just as I thought he was going to cum, he stopped, yanked out, and pushed me into the bathroom, bent me over the vanity and sink, and slid back up my ass. The verbal and dick assault continued. He moved his hands from my shoulders to my hips and grabbed a handful of flesh in each hand, squeezed hard and started grunting as he dicked me faster and faster and in about 10 strokes he shot. He literally screamed out when cummed and his whole body shivered. We stood like that for a while and then his cock slid out and he pushed me into the tub. “Kneel,” he ordered. I did and soon felt him start pissing on me. This was the first time we had done water sports and he did not tell me to drink it or what, but I opened my mouth and took what I could. When he finished he told me to clean up and he walked out. Every time I would come over and tell him I still had his cum in me it was like that. He would get even more intense and very racially verbal and then piss on me in the tub. There were lots of things in addition to water sports that he liked. He enjoyed pissing in my ass sometimes and then fucking me. Sometimes he would hand cuff my hands around the bed post and fuck me bent over as I tried to stand/keep my balance using the post as a shoulder rest. One night he got out strawberries and whipped cream and shoved the strawberry up my ass and then ate it out. Holy FUCK! I had had my ass licked before, but nothing like that. My cock was dripping and I was begging him to fuck me. He then put the whip cream on his balls and I spent a long while licking and sucking his nuts. He was never really much into oral sex, which was fine with me and while he would have me suck him occasionally, it always progressed quickly to fucking. Marked as His –Sunday Football Fun – I’m the half-time Show and the Grand Finale was one for the Books My BBC owner and I had been seeing each other for a couple months when one Sunday afternoon he had me provide the half-time entertainment during a football game that still makes me whimper. Usually he always fucked me before sending me home, but that Sunday he didn’t, he just told me to be back to his place early that afternoon as he had some things to do and not to be late. He called me later and told me to pick up some chips and salsa and stuff at the store. When I arrived back at his place, he let me in and I noticed that he had plates out, and snacks, and stuff for drinks, and I was sort of confused. I asked what was going on and he said later, and to just help him, so I did. He then handed me a beer and told me to drink it up as he wanted me to get a nice buzz on and enjoy myself today. Soon everything was set up and he directed me to the bedroom, laid me on the bed, pulled my ass to the edge, put my heels on his shoulders and started to fuck me raw. He shot fairly quickly – for him – and when he pulled out he said, “Just stay there,” and then he went in and hopped in the shower. So I lay on the bed and waited. He came out, dried off, got dressed in some clean clothes, came over and sat on the bed and told me to sit beside him. This was sort of weird and I knew something was up. “You’re my pussy,” he said, “and as I’ve told you, I’ve marked you as mine. I also told you no other dick better be in you unless I say so – right?” I just nodded, afraid as I knew I had not played with anyone else, but did he think I had? What was going on? He continued, “I got a few buddies coming over this afternoon to watch the football game.” I started to say something as I had never met any of his friends, but he kept talking, “…and I want you to stay in here and keep the door closed. I’m going to want more of that pussy today because my boys and I are going to party really hard and have a good time while we watch the game and that makes me really horny.” I could not imagine how he could get hornier than he always seemed, but did not say anything and kept listening. “So you stay in here, and I have something else for you.” He then reached into his nightstand and pulled out a blindfold. “I’ll bring in a bunch of beer for you, and you can watch the little TV – but low.” The big TV in his bedroom always had the straight porn playing. “Put this blindfold on your head. When you hear the door open to the bedroom I want you to put it over your eyes, and then lean over the right side of the bed with your ass in the air and be ready with the lube and poppers. I promise you, that pussy will be used and you better keep the cum in you.” The bedroom had a little entry hallway from the living room that had closets and stuff in it so there was always advanced warning when someone was coming in. I told him, “OK”, he nodded and left the bedroom shutting the door behind him. I lay back on the bed and must have dozed off a little and woke up a bit later and had to take a minute to orient myself as he had blackout curtains in his bedroom so it was always pitch dark no matter the time of day except for the light from the TV playing straight porn. I noticed he had a new film playing, it was still a black on white girl gangbang, but was one I had not noticed before. I could faintly hear muffled voices coming down the hallway, and occasional laughter, so assumed some of his friends had arrived. I turned over and turned the little black and white TV on. He had brought me a red cooler filled with beer, so I had downed 2 and was on number 3 when I heard the door open. I immediately slid the blindfold down, and scooted off the bed and bent over. I soon felt my BBC owner rubbing my ass cheeks and heard him saying, “Hmmmm…..Hmmmmm.” Then he slapped my ass hard and I yelped a little, but then said, “Yes, please”. He moved close up against my side. I could feel his dick through his pants and he bent down and said into my ear, “Not right now, but I’ll be back very soon.” I could tell he had been partying and drinking and was disappointed he was not going to fuck me, but then remembered his friends were here. He then left me alone once again. I climbed back up onto the bed and slammed beer 4 and 5. It was only about 20 minutes since he left and I was part way through beer 6 and feeling a good buzz when I heard the door. I scrambled back off the bid, slid the blindfold down, and waited for him as I was horny and wanted him inside me. It seemed like I waited forever and then I felt him squeeze my left ass check, then my right as he stood behind me. Wait – no – IT WASN’T HIM! I started to freak a little and almost stood up to ask what the hell. My mind raced. This must be one of his friends, but I belonged to my BBC. He would get angry. Who the fuck did this guy think he was? I then started to stand up and felt another hand push me back down. I then heard my BBC friend’s voice as he leaned in and whispered into my ear. “My friend here needs a little pussy and I told him you got some good white pussy, so I’ll be back later.” He the let go of me and the guy behind me started rubbing my ass. The new guy grabbed my left arm and pulled me down towards the floor. I heard him unzip his pants and he pushed my head into his crotch. I started to suck on his dick, which was not that big, but got hard pretty quick. He then pushed me back off his dick, I stood up, bent back over, and felt him squeeze some lube into my ass. He then started rubbing his dick up and down the crack and then popped it into my hole. The anonymous guy in my ass did not say a word, just made a little noise with each thrust. He did not fuck really hard or fast, sort of steady and even and soon shot his cum. I did not feel it, but could tell as his dick throbbed and he grunted. He pulled out and I heard what I thought was someone talking, but figured they were cheering the game or something. As I heard the door to the bedroom open and close I started to straighten up and heard my BBC friend say, “Get down.” Where did he come from? He must not have left. I heard him unzip his pants and felt his big cock head push against my ass. He slid all the way in and leaned on my back. “GOOD PUSSY, FUCK BITCH! NICE WARM PUSSY, WORKING THAT CUM IN YOU – AH FUCK YEAH!!” and then he shot. He pulled out, grabbed my head and said, “Lick it off,” then left. I padded into the bathroom and let out a bladder of beer, all the while making sure to clench my hole to keep the cum in. I climbed up on the bed and slammed another beer. I was sort of hurt and confused as I thought I was ‘his’, how could he let that guy fuck me? But as my ass throbbed and I felt the cum on the edges of my hole, I realized he must have liked watching that guy and knowing his cum was in me. He was sharing me with his friend, and he wouldn’t do that if he didn’t want to admit fucking me. So I figured what the hell that was fun to do once. Little did I know. Maybe 10 minutes had gone by and I heard the door again, so I got into position and took a hit of poppers. I heard pants unzip and drop. They had keys in the pocket and kept rattling and it sounded like his foot was caught. My friend did not have keys in his pocket, so his friend must have come back. I soon felt a big finger go up my slick asshole and it made me jump. No, this was a different guy, and he fingered me 3 or 4 times, pulled it out, then I felt the head of his dick at my hole. It just paused there and felt like he was jerking it a little. I heard the lube spit out, and felt him jerking again. He must be watching the porn and decided to jerk off on my ass. I was wrong. “Oh baby,” he said, grabbed my hips and drove his cock in. His cock was fatter than my friends, so my ass resisted. “God damn it!” and he pushed again. This time my ass hole spread enough and he shoved further in. I grunted with the pain as his cock was even fatter at the base and it made my ass burn. “Oh baby, oh baby,” he kept saying over and over as he fucked. He pulled all the way out twice and shoved it back in making me take hits of poppers each time to deal with it. He started fucking rougher and deeper and I was not sure I could take it anymore. I put my hand back on his leg and he slapped it away and thrust harder. He then pistol fucked me taking his cock out to the end of his head and slamming back in faster and faster. “OH BABY,” he said really loudly, shuddered, “Shit shit shit SHIT!!!” and then his whole body shook. “Shit!” I could feel his cum hitting the sides of my guts from his jet-fueled squirts. He yanked out making me gasp, went into the bathroom, washed off in the sink, and then I heard him leave. God damn that hurt! I was breathing heavy and felt like I had to piss again really bad from all that beer – or the deep fucking. That guy felt like he had hit my kidneys. My legs were aching too and as I stood to stretch I heard the door. NO, I can’t take it again, so I just slumped against the bed. “Smells like fucked pussy.” It was my BBC friend. He stepped up behind me, slid a couple fingers up my ass, moved them around, “Hmmmm, nice and wet” and then pulled them out. He stuck them in my mouth, “You like that pussy? Got you fucked real good, taste that cum, hmmm.” He pulled his fingers out and I said, “I don’t think I can take it anymore and can’t keep the cum from coming out.” My BBC replied, “You’re not done, but I won’t fuck you right now. I know he has a fucking horse dick on him and ain’t gentle, so will give you a minute. Drink up.” Then he left. I went to the bathroom and could not believe how much cum, lube, and ass juices came out. I went back to the bed, stuck my finger in the beer and rubbed it around my tender hole. The sting hurt like hell, but seemed to make it feel better after a few seconds. I drank two beers as fast as I could and was feeling it really kick in. The door opened and the sounds from the living room were really loud. Sounded like more than 3 people – oh damn! I was tempted to stay where I was, but sighed as I did not want to disappoint my fried so I assumed the position. Heard pants unzip, then felt someone sit up on the bed beside me. They then guided my head to their dick and I started sucking. This dick was about the size of the first one but clearly a different guy. He was mumbling “Fuck her, yeah fuck her,” so I knew he was watching the porn. He shot, I swallowed, and he left. As soon as the door closed it opened again so I flipped back over and felt someone behind me. It was the first guy again, at least I was sure from his dick being about that size and again, when he fucked he just made a little noise with each thrust. He did not fuck really hard or fast, sort of steady and even and soon shot his cum. He finished and I felt someone petting my ass. Not my friend, someone else, and he started rubbing my ass round and round as I heard the guy who just fucked me leave. The guy started licking my ass. “Nice ass, there, real nice ass,” he said when he stood up. I heard him spit and braced myself. He was not as big as the horse dicked guy, but he was pretty big, almost as big as my friend. He eased it in, let it sit in my hole a minute once he was in. “Oh yeah, nice ass.” He started stroking my guts and before long I felt him shoot his load. It was hot and seemed to cling to the walls of my ass. He pulled out, patted my ass, said, “Thank you,” and left. I took a deep breath and stood up, but then heard the door again. Damn! I bent over and heard my friend say, “Want me in your pussy? You’ve been good pussy today, yeah real good. We’re at half time, so I brought you some more beer. Drink up. Now hold still and don’t move.” With that he thrust into my ass, did 4 or 5 strokes and then pulled out. “No, not now, I’ll take care of that later, but wanted to work that cum in there a little. No keep it all in until I’m done.” He left, I grabbed a beer, guzzled it down, and rubbed my stomach and ass. My whole body felt on fire and my legs were stiff. Then the door opened. I had just bent over when I heard a guy say, “Get on the bed.” The voice was different from the horse hung guy or the one who patted my ass – fuck someone new. I was sort of pissed, but I laid on the bed with my legs up, heard his pants unzip and drop, he spit on my hole, on his dick, and started fucking me. Don’t these guys believe in lube? Between the beer and all the fucking I was feeling a little out it, but this guy hit every hot spot in my ass and had me squirming and begging, “Please, please, please.” He finished, went to the bathroom, pissed and left. He must have been really horny because before I could finish another beer he was back and again just said “Get on the bed.” After his second load, I got up on the bed feeling exhausted. I had lost all track of time and loads for that matter. How many guys was that? I think it was 5, maybe I took a load I don’t remember, but between the 5 and my friend, I got like 8 or 9 loads. Little did I know there would be a grand finale. Grand Finale – Fuck Beast Vs. Horse Dick I was on my last beer and no one had come in for a while. I really wanted another one, but knew I could not go out there so was trying to figure out what to do when the door opened. I assumed my position, but with a little less enthusiasm. It was my BBC owner. “Here’s some more beer for you. Let me see your pussy.” With that he led me by the arm to the bathroom and had me bend over. He stuck two fingers in my ass, then a third, “Oh yeah, good pussy now, good pussy. Stay like that.” I still had the blindfold on and I heard some rustling and he said, “I got a little something for you. This will make you feel better.” He then used a paper towel and wiped off my ass ring and worked it some inside the hole about a finger’s length. He pulled the towel out, grabbed my waist with his left hand, and with his right stuck two fingers back in. This time it burned a searing pain and I screamed out. He did that a couple more times. “Shhh, this will make that pussy feel real good, really good! Now go lay back down, drink a couple beers really fast and you will be feeling great. I’ll be back in a minute.” The burning in my ass lessened some, and had no idea what was coming. I got back on the bed and started guzzling beer. I started feeling all hot and my ass felt so much better. I then heard the door open. I got in position and waited. It was very quiet and could not hear the game any more, but I did hear whispering. Who was that? My friend said “You’re gonna get that white pussy fucked good! Damn good – gonna fuck you!” He got behind me and started slapping my ass. “Yeah gonna fuck you up, you want that? You want this “N-“ dick? Huh?” and slapped my ass hard. I started to squirm and he pushed on the small of my back. He stood still a minute and then I felt his fingers up my ass again and the searing burning!! “Yeah bitch, that will make you take it.” He then stepped away. I heard more whispering and sounds of someone getting undressed. I then felt some hands spreading my cheeks apart – fuck IT WAS HORSE DICK GUY! I started breathing quickly as I did not think I could take it. He stuck a finger up my ass and my friend told me to hit the poppers. I did and felt that horse dick slam into me. I screamed out and he slapped my ass. “SHUT THE FUCK UP. TAKE THAT DICK, OH YEAH BABY, SOME FUCKING GOOD PUSSY, OH BABY. I GOT SOME CUM FOR YOU, GONNA FUCKING RAPE THAT PUSSY, OH BABY.” My ass was burning so bad and he was going so deep. I tried bracing myself but his weight and the height of the bed made it impossible. I hit the poppers and spilled as much as I sniffed. I heard my friend, “Come on ‘N- fuck it – tear that pussy up! Yeah “N-“, you got it, yeah “N-“ rape that white pussy!” That seemed to excite him as he went deeper and harder. His balls were smacking me and his thighs whacking my ass with each thrust. My friend kept talking dirty to him and he started in to. “Yeah bitch, want this “N-“ cum? Huh bitch? I can’t hear you,” and he cuffed my head, “I asked you a question bitch.” He cuffed me harder. I could barely breathe let alone speak, but said, “Yes, please, fuck me please!” When I said that he grabbed my ass and shot his load swearing with every drop of cum that spurted out. He pulled out and my friend slammed right in. I cried out ,“Stop, stop, please that hurts too much!” He said, “THAT’S THE IDEA, BUT SOON YOU WILL BE BEGGING FOR IT. YOUR PUSSY IS MINE!” He became the fuck beast like he did when I had his cum in my ass when I got back at night, but times 10! I had never been fucked like that by him or anyone. The next several hours were a total blurr. After that first round he let me gulp down a beer. I had so much cum and juice running down my legs. I felt around for the towel, but he told me to leave it. The horse dick guy pushed me up on the bed and flipped me on my back. I took a big hit as I expected him to slam it. “YOU WANT SOME DICK? HOW’S THAT PUSSY DOING? YOU WANT SOME MORE DICK?” I said, “Yes, yes, yes,” but he asked again. I said louder now, “RAPE MY PUSSY!” He laughed and slammed it all the way in. My hole did not resist this time, but gulped him up. Whatever they had done to make my ass feel better had worked because I wanted more. He then lowered down over me, put his arms around me, picked me up and he sat on the bed with me impaled on his dick. He then pounded and I hung on begging louder and louder for him to fuck my pussy. He shot a load, then dropped me on the bed and my BBC owner climbed up and went right in. This is how the rest of the grand finale went. Me begging louder and louder for more and more, and for them to fuck me, and them obliging me with the roughest fuck they could give while telling me how they were going to rape my white pussy with their “N-“ dick and every time they heard me whimper in ecstasy they got even nastier. They took turns so when one finished, the next was ready to go again. A few of the fucks were kind of slow, but by that point I was trying to grab them to make them thrust harder. Sometimes I would suck on one tasting the mix of all the loads and lube and ass juice, while the other one fucked me. We’d take a short break as I gulped a beer or pissed, and then start again in another position. I totally lost track of time and how many loads I took, but I was in heaven. A few times I could have sworn there was someone else who had joined in who was fucking me too. Even though I was pretty drunk, and blindfolded, just the sounds and sense of the room would change, but I never knew for sure. When they had fucked me all they could, I lay on the bed exhausted and covered in their fluids. My ass throbbed and ached, but it was such an amazing feeling not only having been so full physically, but knowing how much I had pleased them and how satisfied that made me feel. My BBY owner came in, got in the bed, gently removed my blindfold, leaned over and kissed me goodnight. He never mentioned that day again, but he did pimp me out to the horse dick guy one more time after that, and that was even wilder than the first session, but that is a story for another time.

Chapter 2 I had been think about that night ever since it had happened. That big bare dick plunging deep into my hole. It felt so good, so right. I was craving that cock. For weeks I kept texting that guy dirty messages and slutty pictures, but but he was just cold with me. But I couldn’t think what to do to get that dick in me again. Then I remembered that strange tattoo. Not the biohazard symbol. I knew what that meant, but rather the number thirty-two that appeared inside the biohazard symbol. That was strange. I thought maybe if I asked about that I might get him to open up to me. Oh boy was I right. He told me all about this club he was a member of where they were all poz and had all been branded with a different number. The club was devoted to pure hedonism, liberating sex and turning each member into the best stud or slut they could be. "So do you think I have what it takes to join?" I asked. "No," he replied. "Hey, why not?" "You're too up tight and vanilla." He was right. I had been with the same guy for six years, and although he wasn't my first I hadn’t exactly played the field before we met. But now was the time to change. If he could drop me for some airhead twink, I could change into a real slut. "Oh I can be a real slut when I want to be." "Yeah, prove it. Tonight, 8:00 PM, leave your door unlocked. Strip naked, gag and blindfold yourself, and handcuff yourself to the bed. I’ll come and breed you ass. Unless it's too much for you." "Bring it on!" It was 7:45 PM, so it was time to finish getting ready. I had already messaged him my address and I had been to a sex shop on my way home to get the blindfold, gag and handcuffs. I unlocked the door and left it slightly ajar. I striped naked and lead face down on the bed. I tightly fastened the blindfold and gag in place, before attaching one of the cuffs to my wrist and passing the other around my bed post. I knew that as soon as I locked the other cuff around my wrist I would have to go through with it. I would be powerless until someone unlocked the cuffs with the key on my bedside table. I heard the door creaking open. He had arrived, so I promptly fastened the other cuff around my other wrist. I wanted that dick in my ass and I was going to do anything to get it. “Good slut, just as I instructed," he said as he whacked me hard on the ass. “Well let's get down to it." I felt him spit on my asshole and use his fingers to work it open and lube it up. I could feel the head of a dick being pushed into my hole. It felt a bit different, not as thick as last time. “Fuck that is one tight hole” I heard someone say in a thick Scottish accent. It wasn't the guy I expected. He had brought someone with him to fuck me. This wasn't what I agreed to. I tried to pull myself away from the guy enjoying my ass, but he just chuckled and pushed his dick in deeper. I tried to wriggle free, but he grabbed my ass and just started ploughing me harder and harder, commenting "It's like riding a bucking bronco," adding "I guess he fucking likes it rough.” His dick was all the way in my hole. I was powerless to stop him. He thrust himself into my hole ever faster, and remarked “Yeah he fucking loves it. He said he wanted to be turned into a real slut. And look at his little dick. It's rock hard and leaking precum all over the bed." Fuck, he was right. I might not have set out to have this unknown guy breeding my as, but it was fucking hot and I loved the treatment. I decided to give up and just let him do what he wanted to me. The Scottish guy pulled me close to his sweaty body and started tugging on my nipples as he whispered into my ear “You fucking want my poz cum in your ass, don't you?” I nodded and moaned a bit. "Yeah, I’m going to fucking breed your ass and you're going to take every last drop of my cum.” He kept fucing me faster and faster, harder and harder. He might not have been a well endowed as the other guy, but he was good and knew how to use every inch he had. Then a few seconds later, with a grunt and one final thrust, I felt his warm cum flood my ass. There was so much of it. “Your turn, D” the Scottish guy said as he slid out of me. “It's nice and lubed up for you.” "Yeah, well that hole better be ready to stretch wider for me, or else it's going to fucking tear open,” said an unknown deeper voice. Oh fuck. There was another guy there and I knew this one was going to hurt. I felt another dick pressing against my hole, but it was clearly much thicker than the Scot's. I could feel him working the head in. Fuck it was huge. It felt like a tree trunk or something. I tried to scream out in pain, but the gag stifled my voice. The head of his mammoth dick somehow managed to squeezed inside my ass, but my hole could barely take it. "I'm in," he announced in his deep voice. "Now to wreck that fucking cunt.” With all his strength he forced his fat nine inch dick all the way in my ass. I couldn't take it all. I screamed in pain as I could feel my ass tearing open but he didn't ease up. In fact I could hear him chuckling at my pain as he forced himself deeper in me. I bit down hard on the gag as he started thrusting it deeper into me. I might have been in pure agony, but perversely I was fuckin loving it. My ass was in so much pain, but it felt so good to have that massive bare dick in my ass. Just as the pain was about to get too much to bare I felt the sweet release of his toxic cum shooting up my hole. He pulled his monster out of me, and just in time. My ass was gaping wide open, my hole destroyed. I could feel some blood and cum start to trickle down my thigh. "Oh, no, you don't” said the guy. “You're not wasting any of that grade A toxic seed.” He scooped up the cum dribbling down my leg and fingered it back into my sloppy hole. Without saying another word he plunged his cock deep in my wrecked cunt. My hole was so fucking sore, but it felt to good to have his dick back in my ass. He pulled his dick all the way out and forced it all the way back inside in one quick motion. He started fucking me faster and faster, pushing the cum deeper in my hole. Fuck this is what i had been waiting for and it felt amazing. This was what I wanted - no, what I needed, He grabbed my hair and yanked my head back, unfastened the gag and pulled it out of my mouth and whispered “Beg for my load.” “Please sir, give me your load." “You're going to have to do better than that,” he laughed as he built up speed. “Please sir. I need you to shoot your poz load deep in my ass." "Louder,” he barked as he slapped me hard on the ass. “PLEASE SIR, FUCK YOUR POZ LOAD DEEP INTO MY ASS. I WANT IT. I NEED IT!” “As you wish,” he replied. He built up more and more speed, fucking me faster and faster. Each thrust felt amazing, I didn't want it to stop. I gritted my teeth as the pounding intensified. Then I could feel his cum shooting out of his fat cock and straight down my hole. He barely slowed down and he kept fucking the cum deeper into me. After another minute or so of fucking me he pulled his dick out of my ass, but before I had time to think he forced his dick down my throat urging “Come on. Clean it up. Like a good slut." As I choked on his cock, tasting the blood and cum from my ass. “D, pass me the little present I brought him,” said the guy. Without any further warning I felt him ram and big butt plug up my hole. It was pretty big, but after the fucking my hole had just taken, my ass could offer no resistance. “Keep that in for a couple of hours to keep our loads in place." He pulled his cleaned dick out of my mouth and gave me one final slap on the ass, and, as he unlocked one of the handcuffs, complemented me by quietly remarking "Not bad. We'll make a true slut of you yet.” Afterwards I heard the door slam shut behind the two men as they left. I collapsed on the bed in exhaustion. My hole had been well and truly trashed, but I would have to endure much more on my journey to being a true slut.

Took a few loads last night and wanted to tell about the last two.... I'm visiting London and had a dom top guy scheduled to come to my hotel about 10:30PM and I knew he liked to fuck a cummy hole. I'd only taken one so went on BBrt to see what was going on and was hit up by this guy I've been chatting with the past few days who was super horny and just wanted to dump a two-week load, pump n go style which I love. We set it up for him to cum by about 10PM and then I got a message from the other guy asking if I"d found another load. I told him about the hookup and he said he wanted to watch, but not join. I checked with the other guy and he was cool with that. So the dom top came over and sat in a chair while I waited on all fours with my ass over the back of the bed for the other guy with the door on the latch. He arrived on schedule, pulled out the most gorgeous uncut cut I've ever seen with a big knob and fed it to me until it got hard and then plunged it deep in my hole. He fucked me deep for about 10 minutes and then blew the biggest load up my ass. After I cleaned off his cock with my tongue and mouthed Thank You to him the dom top pushed me back on the bed and dove in. The other guy dressed, watched for a few minutes, and left. The dom top fucked me deep (huge cock) and shot another load deep inside my hole. They both messaged me later to say what a hot hook up it was, and I have to agree. One for the books.

Damn started off 2016 with a very cumsloppy Friday night. Cleaned my hole and turned down all the lights in my apartment. Arranged for several a4a tops and then posted on craigslist too. Wanted a slutty dark room anon raw scene. The first top in my hole was a young Latino with 8 uncut inches. He pounded and creamed me in 5 minutes flat. Next up was a thick muscular black guy with a huge 9.5 cut cock. He said he told his gf he was grocery shopping lol and came over. I was in heaven taking his massive meat. After him had a 9 inch BBC from a young tatted thug who fucked me rough and hard and dropped a huge load I could feel shooting off in my hole. After he left I noticed all this cum dripping down the side of my bed which I guess shot out of my hole when he pulled out. Yummy. After him a tall slim Latino with an thick uncut 8.5 incher came over. We met on CL and had been emailing for a while. He wanted to catch me when my hole was loaded and cumsloppy and this was the perfect opportunity. He drilled me for about 20 minutes before seeding me. The last fuck of the night was disappointing only because this 9.5 inch black top told me he wanted raw, but when he pulled out I saw him yank a condom off his cock. I was really annoyed, but the fuck itself was super hot and his cock hit all the right places. By that point my cunt was so sloppy that cum was splashing all over my back and my bedroom walls with every thrust of this massive dick. So piggy. So 5 cocks, 4 loads. Great way to ring in the new year!

This is one of the hottest story ever posted. Please write some more.

CHPT 7 - Harold’s Wrath: Another raw dick was breeding my bruised ass, but Curtis’ last, drunk words kept repeating in my head like a broken record, “Yep, sissy cunt is all yours until I open first thing Monday morning. If I don’t have to get out my first aid kit when I can come back, you ain’t dones your jobs right.” The group of black guys gang banging me were taking him at his word of no limits as every one of them made sure to lay their hands on me, to add to the swelling around my eye, my bruised neck, cut lip, and more as they shot their charged loads into me. I was left tied up with the duct tape around my wrists and ankles as each of the guys planted a load up my ass, some for the second time since I had joined them in the theater at ROXIES. My cries, screams, and moans mingled in nicely with the chick being banged on the movie screen and my ass was quickly leaking loads and juice as the guys used me for their perverted pleasure. Even though was I was high, I managed to keep track – I thought – of who had fucked me, and knew I would get a break as soon as the guy in my ass now finished. His dick was big, thick, and long like all the rest and intent on doing serious damage. Every thrust in my ass rocked me back and forth, my guts automatically clenching, trying to milk his nutt, “Damn white pussy is gaping yo,” he said to no one in particular as he dug up in me. We were on the cushion in the middle of the group of guys who, now that the initial novelty had worn off, were not all watching us, but talking, partying, and hanging to wait their turn. “I’m a sissy cunt,” was all I could say, which just made him laugh, shake his head, and say, “Yeah you are, that’s for sure. So sissy cunt, ready for some more load up there? Yeah? GGGRRRRRRR……..” My ass felt so empty when he pulled out and I looked around anxiously needing more dick, but at the same time hoping they were done. My hopes were dashed as the short, light skinned guy with mini-dreads threw open the door to the store and came strolling in followed by several more guys who all looked like they just walked off the fucking football field. “Time to tag out boys and get a break, the second shift has arrived!” he yelled and all the guys stood up, whooped, said their hellos, restocked the cooler, lit up fresh smokes and joints. I had learned the short guy was sort of the leader of this twisted pack of souls and everyone called him Unc. Some sort of nick name I guess, and I was too fucked up too ask, and no one felt like they needed to explain. With fresh blood in the pack, Unc kneeled down beside me, rolled me so I was sitting up, turned me around so I was facing the movie screen making me squint and blink from the change in light. “How you doing sissy bitch? Getting that cunt worked out?” I nodded as he jabbed a couple fingers into my hole making my body tense, he then inspected the glistening gobs that clung to his hand in the light of the porn flick, smeared them across my lips and said, “Taste the cum. That’s it. Lick those lips. Savor it – damn you nasty! While my boys get settled, time for me to get mine.” Unc then flipped open a switch blade, sliced through the duct tape, and with an evil grin on his face ripped it off my legs, making me scream as it tore the hair out by the roots. He reached for my arms, slice the tape, but before he could rip it off I quickly snatched them away and started to tease it off myself. Unc grabbed me by the scruff of the neck, helped me up, and staggered me to the far corner where I had been fucked earlier. “Bend over like you were back in the booths. I want to pop that hole,” Unc said. I did as he asked and braced myself with my left hand on the wall, my right hand on my knee, as he tried to pop his dick in through my open hole, but I kept moving. SLAP SLAP SLAP, “STAND THE FUCK STILL!” he yelled as I suddenly felt totally sober and the lancing pain throughout my body made me try to stand back up. Unc tried to grab my neck and choke me to hold me, but he was a bit too short, so he growled in frustration, pushed me hard against the wall and snarled, “Stay the fuck here!” and stomped off. I turned and watched him walk away as he stuffed his dick back in his pants and thought I could make a dash for Harold’s room and lock myself in. But Unc was met by the guy who had dropped his ash on my back when he fucked, and who now headed my way. “Hey,” he said as he got close, “Hit this, and remember – EASY!” I took the blunt he offered, hit it, handed it back, and the pain did not go away, but shifted to the side and I wanted dick. I stepped up to him, grabbed his hand, put it back up to my throat where it had been last time, turned, and silently begged him to fuck me as I ground my hips back against his dick. The guy just laughed, “Damn whore! You already got a couple of my loads swimming around up in there. Besides, Unc’s on deck,” and with that he handed me the joint, then when I was done, left me standing alone in the corner. The sound of the party was pretty loud even standing under the speakers for the movie as the new guys mixed with the old and they all got fucked up and worked up and ready for me. Me. Me. I was…..no, who ‘me’ was did not matter, I just needed some more dick. Unc then appeared through the haze of smoke and light carrying a couple things in his hand. He dropped his supplies in a little pile, put a joint between his teeth, bent down, and picked up a length of rope with some metal rings in it. Unc placed it around my neck nice and tight, wrapped around my neck twice, and trailed a length of it down my back through one of the metal rings. The rope was scratchy, itchy, and rough and I turned around to complain and eyed Unc as he casually held the joint to his lips and squinted through the smoke, slowly wrapped a few lengths of rope around his right hand with a slow, fluid motion. When the rope was taught, he yanked it hard, pulling me right up to him. Unc then blew the smoke in my face, stinging my eyes, and said, “Now SLUT! Bend the fuck back over so I can POP that pussy and you ain’t running this time! Unc yanked the rope hard, pushed me into the corner, and drove his dick towards my dripping hole. I was overcome with need and desire and begged, “CONVERT MY SISSY CUNT, GIVE ME YOUR DICK, CONVERT ME – PLEASE!!!” Unc popped through my hole making me cry out as he told me I was a good sissy and how fucking wet my hole was. The rope around my neck made it hard to breathe, but I didn’t care and continued to beg for his load, which he soon rewarded me with. As I knelt to lick his still hard dick clean he said, “See how much better charged cum tastes? And how much better raw dick feels? You just wait, I’ve guaranteed after tonight you’ll be such a cum starved, black dick hungry whore nothing else will matter except how freaky and nasty they can get up in your hole.” Unc loosed the grip on the rope, let me stand, zipped up his pants, and led me back to the group. “LISTEN UP FELLAS!” Unc yelled as he led me between a couple guys and back into the middle of the group of men, several of whom had their dicks out, stroking, eagerly eyeing me up and down, “I PROMISED YOU A TASTE OF THIS HERE-FINE-PINK-SISSY-CUNT. FUCK THAT! I WANT YOU TO HAVE THE WHOLE FUCKING FEAST! HEAR ME! YOU ARE HERE FOR ONE REASON ONLY – USE THIS BITCH RIGHT AND CONVERT THIS SISSY AND TRAIN THAT PUSSY HOW TO TAKE BLACK DICK THE RIGHT WAY! HEAR ME!” Unc dropped the rope, smiled as he walked past me and grabbed a chair, there was a slight pause and quiet, before the whoops, cat calls, and promises to show me what a black dick was made for began. The rope was quickly snapped up and I was dragged towards the couch so quickly I fell, but they did not stop and tore up my knees on the concrete floor on the way there. I was quickly surrounded by fresh, throbbing dick all eager to be licked and sucked, but first someone stuck a fresh smoke between my lips, which I hit hard before my throat was filled. Not satisfied with just watching me suck dick, they paused long enough to make me stand before stuffing my throat again and slamming my ass. I had cum in my throat, on my face, so many loads up my ass it just kept running out and with every smoke and every dick, I just wanted it harder, deeper, and to feel their loads and hear them tell me how they were knocking me up. I loved how verbal they all were and while I should have felt ashamed, embarrassed or whatever for being used like that it was the exact opposite – I was proud, honored, and used every second to learn how to please a BBC the right way. There was no foreplay, my ass was so open they all could just slam right in from the get go and repeatedly told me how good my pussy felt. At some point someone took the rope off, I guess they realized when I was pushing back to meet every thrust I had no plans to run, and I was fucked on the couch, bent over chairs, held up my a couple guys, taken back to the corner where I was slapped around and bruised more by a couple guys who wanted a rough rape, and more. I was given various smokes, beer, and a couple times had the piss literally fucked out of me, which was the wildest sensation. I guess Curtis knew what he was doing not letting me eat as more than once as someone in the gang remarked how clean and wet my ass was – just charged nutt, pussy juice, and red streaks. It seemed like all the guys were taking a break at the same time and I was so fucking hungry for dick, I was walking through the group trying to grab dick and entice somebody – anybody – to fuck me. Unc chuckled, “Jesus, you a hungry slut ain’t you? Well you just wait. Tonight’s special will be here soon.” I didn’t know what that meant so took the joint he offered, hit it, and continued on my quest for more dick. Several minutes later as the tall guy who had first fucked me gave me another load, Unc walked up, dropped the rope at my feet and said to the tall guy, “Put this on him and finish up. He’s here.” The tall guy spurted in my ass, put the rope around my neck super tight and when I tried to adjust it slapped me hard on the side of the head before roughly dragging me back to the group. Unc handed me a new joint and said, “This one is tight shit – hit it HARD – you will need – no WANT - to be high for this.” I did as he ordered, went to hand it back but he just waved for me to keep smoking so I did, and quickly started to spin out, felt so fucking hot, my guts clenched and cum ran down my legs in torrents as Unc spoke. “LISTEN UP. THE NIGHT’S FAR FROM FUCKING OVER, BUT WE GOT OURSELVES A SPECIAL GUEST DICK IN THE HOUSE! A TRUE SUPER MOTHA FUCKING FREAK, MY COUSIN BILLY JEANS WHO IS IN FROM L.A. Y’ALL KNOW BILLY, HE GREW UP IN THESE PARTS, BUT AS SOON AS THOSE FOLKS SAW THAT HORSE DICK OF HIS – WHOOSH – HE WAS OFF AND FUCKING EVERY PUSSY IN PORN UP AND DOWN THE WEST COAST. WELL WHEN I TOLD BILLY WHAT WAS UP TONIGHT, HE WANTED IN, AND I MEAN DEEP IN!!” Everyone was laughing, whooping, and I was confused. That new smoke was fucking me up bad and I was in a haze as Unc guided me over to the couch, which had now been pushed into the corner, the cushions piled up over the end of the arm. Unc had me bend over the end of the couch, slapped my ass several times real hard, then stepped away as the chorus of cheers and whooping grew louder. I still didn’t understand and swiveled my head around as the gang of men all got closer around the couch as a huge shadow started to loom out of the smoky haze. This fucker of a man was a monster and I thought Curtis and Harold were giants – this dude made them look like twinks! A sharp pain blistered my back as the new fucker – Billy the porn star – striped my back and ass with his belt. I covered my head, whimpered and pleaded, the belt jangled to the floor as Billy got close. The crowd of bangers stood silent, Billy grabbed a handful of my flesh and ass in each hand and literally lifted me in the air off the couch, digging his nails deep into my tissue. I yelped, he dropped me like a stone, and I gasped as the wind was knocked out of me on the couch arm. Billy dug into my flesh again, pulled me back, and I felt the blunt head of his elephant dick press against my wet hole. I begged for him to stop, but the cheers of the crowd drowned out my voice, and the searing, blistering pain of him pushing inside me told me he had not heard, or did not care. I screamed as loud as I could as Billy’s mammoth dick raped me raw. All the other dicks were like nothing compared to him and even through the drugs, my mind could not fucking handle what was happening and after several terrifying moments, I passed out. When I came too, it was to the sound of voices hollering, loud bangs, people swearing and hollering. I was on the couch and the guy fucking me had one leg up on the couch and the other on the floor and kept telling me to shush, don’t worry, just some crazy fucka gone off as he used my shredded hole. Every thrust felt like nails. I wanted – no needed for it to stop and tried pushing him off, but he just slapped me hard and I was out again. The next thing I remember was AJ standing over me, dabbing at my face with a wet cloth. “Fuck boy! You was gone! Out! Like fucking bus to no wheres!” he said. I had no idea what he meant and moaned as I rolled over and saw Curtis standing in the middle of the floor, Walgreens bag in his hand as he stood over a slumped body. My entire being was on fire as I stumbled towards him and in the light of the porn vid on the theater screen saw that it was Harold! I knelt beside Harold’s still body, stroked his face, which was cut, bloody, swollen. Curtis hauled off and slapped me upside the head, ‘THIS IS ALL YOUR FUCKING FAULT! HE TRIED TO GET THOSE BOYS OFF YOU AND LOOK WHAT HAPPENED!” Curtis grabbed my arm, dragged me back to the couch, unbuttoned his pants and let me see his already hard dick. “BEND THE FUCK OVER!” he yelled as he slapped me again. Curtis’ dick was like nothing after the gangbang and I even chuckled out loud at how tiny he felt. That just pissed him off and so he kept slapping me as he fucked me and added his nutt to every other perverted fuck in town. “THAT’S IT RUN. RUN CUNT. SHOW WHAT A WORTHLESS SISSY YOU ARE,” Curtis yelled as he lanced my hole with his dick and I wondered, doesn’t he have any other lines? When Curtis was done, he yanked his dick out, pulled up his pants, and he and AJ dragged Harold into our room, with me stumbling behind. They dropped Harold onto the bed, along with the bag from Walgreens that contained alcohol, cotton squares, ace bandages, bandaids, and more. Curtis looked at me, shook his head and said, “That shit was for you. But hell – clean both yourselves up,” and quickly left. AJ hesitated, like he wanted to fuck, but Curtis yelled and AJ ran like a pathetic puppy after him. The door to the bathroom was unlocked, so I wet a towel in the sink and began to attend to Harold’s wounds. Fuck. He was beat up bad. It was like the whole fucking gang had taken a turn on him all at the same time, which must have been the only way this could have happened as Harold looked like he could handle himself in a fight. Harold moaned a little as I worked to get his now shredded overalls off him and then sighed as I rolled him over, his body flinching every time I dabbed alcohol on the cuts and wounds on his back. When I felt I had done all I could, I drank some water, searched for some food even though I would not find any, and laid down beside Harold as he continued to moan in pain. I don’t know how many hours later that it was or even what fucking day, but when I awoke, Harold was laying on his side, looking at me, his face swollen, looking as bad as I felt. His left hand was on my stomach, burning hot, and he frowned, “I’m sorry I could not get there sooner beautiful, I tried, I tried,” and he closed his eyes. Fuck, what did he feel guilty about? I rolled onto my side to face him, scooted over as close to his body as I could, kissed him, and said, “Oh Daddy, I missed you and none of this was your fault! It was Unc, him and his fucking gang…but…I….I’m a sissy cunt and that is what I was made for.” Harold sighed, stroked my head, caressed my body, making goose bumps pop up all over me even in the heat and humidity. “MMHHHH…” Harold mumbled, “Remember on the roof I said you got my babies now you sissy cunt. And I think that pussy is ready for the next step?” I nodded, and with both of us moaning in pain, Harold rolled me onto my back, spit on the head of his dick, eased into my ripped up ass, and then – after a long pause – filled my guts with his piss. I felt so bloated, full, and nasty, and Harold just smiled as he dribbled the last drops of his toxic piss in my ass and then begun to long stroke my hole as my guts made a sloshing sound that filled the whole room. Harold’s body spasmed as he bred me, his cum mixing with his piss while his mouth covered mine in spit. When he was done and he began to pull out, I clenched my ass as tight as I could, but still some of his piss ran out. Harold laughed, laid back, sighed, then climbed over me and opened the small refrigerator. He pulled out the box with his diamond stud earrings and the small tray of ice cubes. He set those down, dug around in a pile of crap on the lower shelf, pulled out a needle and thread, tossed the thread to side, held the needle down by his dick slit, and dribble some piss onto it. Harold rolled me onto my stomach and placed a big hand over my mouth. He then took an ice cube and held it to my left ear as he held my head on its side. After about a minute Harold dropped the ice cube in front of my face and said, “Take a deep breath beautiful. Just focus on my dick in that sweet ass, feel me swelling inside you, fuck this is hot, marking you, and let it out on 3. One, two, ...” “OH SHIT!” I screamed into his hand. Harold had pierced my ear, he then pulled out one of his diamond studs, dipped it in some of the alcohol that Curtis had brought, and secured it in place in my left ear. He repeated the process on the right side and I was soon wearing both of Harold’s diamond stud earrings. I was so fucking turned on I yelled, “LET ME PLEASE YOU DADDY, FUCK MY CUNT, FUCK IT WIDE OPEN, GIMME THAT NUTT!!!” Harold pummeled my hole, our bodies in pain, yet the bliss of being together took that all away. After Harold creampied my shredded ass again, I rolled onto my back, smiled, and said, “Thanks T2,” which made him laugh. That was the nickname he preferred, like Mr. T the Second or T2, but most folks didn’t get it – I sure didn’t when I met him – which is why he let me call him Harold. He hugged me tight, his grimey and bruised body melding to mine, as he smirked and said, “You know cum makes the best lube?” I laughed, my body aching, “Yeah, I wonder where I heard that?” Harold kissed me now long and hard now as he positioned me on my back to fuck my hole in deep, long strokes. I could tell he had not brushed his teeth in days, and the funk of liquor, cigarettes, pot, and more was overwhelming, but I opened my mouth and sucked it all in. As Harold fucked me, I stroked the angel wing tattoos that ran up each side of his neck. They fluttered with every thrust, and I remembered all he had done to try to protect me from Unc and his gang and pulled Harold deeper in my ass. Harold and I stayed in our room for several days to recover from our respective beat downs. I did not sleep well and kept having nightmares about the gang, and imagining that they had used a baseball bat on my ass, and more. Harold was really angry when he had explored my body and saw the burns, the swollen eye, the belt buckle cuts, all the bruises, but I always managed to sooth his mind by riding his dick – or so I thought. Curtis came and got me every day to give me my shots of drugs and his blood, and to fuck me, usually bent over his desk, but he didn’t have me do anything crazy. Sounds sort of silly now that it seemed normal at that point, and while Harold let me go, he tensed every time Curtis came around One day after we had both fairly recovered, Harold was leaning against the concrete block wall on the dirty bed, the filthy sheets tangled in a heap at the end where we had kicked them last night when he had fucked me before he went to sleep. The room was stale with cum and piss and ass. Harold used me as his urinal too and I pissed for both of us. Curtis kept me loaded with his cum too, as well as fresh smokes, so I continued to please him by being drunk, high, or full of dick at all times. I had Harold’s balls in my mouth and was rolling them back and forth when Curtis came in, looking angry. I let one slip out of my mouth, which stuck to his thigh as I angled my head a little to see Curtis looming over us, while Harold kept his hand on the back of my head. “If I found out you had any fucking thing to do with this – you won’t be needing those balls anymore. Now let the sissy up, he’s got work to do,” Curtis spat. My mind quickly tried to figure out what Curtis was talking about, but then he continued when Harold did not reply, “What? You’re gonna fucking sit there and tell me you had nothing to do with Unc and three of his boys being fucked up? They will likely never walk again!” Curtis was now screaming. “Someone – took a fucking bat to their legs and arms and literally pulverized every fucking bone and then burned down his God damn trailer!” I stopped sucking Harold’s ball, and wondered if he could have hurt those guys like that and while I wasn’t afraid for myself, I looked up at Harold who just smirked at Curtis and said, “Naw, don’t know nothing bout that, and as you see, I’m busy right now, how about you come back later?” Curtis was shocked, his body tensed like he was ready to fight, but he huffed, stormed out and slammed the door. Harold patted my head as I opened my mouth to ask the obvious question, he then put one hand over my mouth, shook his head, smiled, and said “Alright beautiful. My balls are full. My dick is aching, and I know that pussy is wet. Wag that hole for me.” I took Harold’s right hand held it up, to my face and eyed the fresh, bloody cuts and marks on his knuckles. I saw the swelling and black and blue and said nothing. I kissed his hand gently, set it down on the mattress, straddled his raging black dick, and sank down on him. “MY NAME IS SISSY CUNT DADDY – FUCK ME!!!!” STAY TUNED FOR CHAPTER 8: Pa and Brett Return **My Name is Mikey contains 16 chapters and new chapters will be posted roughly weekly - or sooner - if there is interest**

CHPT 6 - Truck Stop Window Shopping and Conversion Party: I tried to sleep but my mind was racing with the memories of Harold fucking me, then the light skinned black guy in the video booth shooting his load in my sore ass, then Curtis with his belt around my neck as he told me over and over what a good sissy I was. My dick was hard too but no matter how much I jacked it, I could not cum, so I gave up in frustration and just lay on the bed, Harold’s dirty overalls next to me – waiting. Curtis came back in twice more and injected me with his shots, and the last time added another syringe slam of his blood. All I could think about was being fucked and even though I tried to rub his dick and begged for him to stick it in, he just laughed, refused, and said, “No. You need to learn to be hungry.” I guessed he meant for sex, because even though I had not eaten anything more than a bit of sandwich in a few days, I did not feel hungry for food. A while later I heard the doors unlock, AJ came in and said, “Come on.” I hesitated, and he said, “It’s OK, place is closed dude, it’s like fucking late, but got something lined up for us. Do you want to smoke or something first? Let’s make it quick.” After a quick smoke, AJ stuck a couple joints in his pocket, and I followed him out through the store and out the front door, which he locked behind us. I was in nothing but a pair of shorts and felt dirty and embarrassed, but AJ had assured me that is just what we needed. As we walked, AJ told me about his life, how his Dad kicked him out when he was like 12, how Curtis had given him a job at a convenience store he owned until AJ had turned 18 then shifted him over to ROXIES ADULT VIDEO STORE, how Curtis had just always looked after him – like family, set him up with his own place even. Once at ROXIES, AJ quickly started making big cash fucking dudes because of how big his dick was. He said he was a hustla, a term I didn’t know, and he explained he got cash for sex, sort of like a hooker he guessed, but he had a real job, at ROXIES, so not the same. Outside of ROXIES he had his own game on too, and that is where we were headed now. The night was still warm, and we walked quickly down the feeder road of the highway, under an overpass, and towards the big STUCKEYS sign. The gravel on the side of the road hurt my feet, but AJ was in no mood to hear me complaining. When we got to the parking lot, AJ told me to stand by a plywood sign advertising a $2.95 breakfast special, told me to smoke a joint, and he trotted off between the trucks. I was nervous, scared, and even more so as a couple of the rigs pulling out of the lot slowed as they passed me. I suddenly became afraid someone would report me for smoking, so I finished it as quickly as I could and tried to hide in the shadows. AJ came running back between the trucks, waved me over, and I followed him around to the back of the STUCKEYS. He knocked on a metal door four times, which slowly opened, and an older white guy in a dirty cook’s apron let us in. “Barry, this is…well…a new friend, he’s staying over at Curtis’ right now.” Barry shook my hand, looked at my neck and gently ran a hand across the side of it, touching the bruise that now was clearly showing from Curtis’ belt, looked around furtively, and said, “Fine, fine, come on in. I ain’t got all night.” We stepped through the door and followed Barry into a side room stacked with canned food. Barry looked around nervously and said, “OK OK, here’s a $50,” as AJ whipped out his dick, Barry got on his knees and started sucking. I was surprised as AJ did not say a word, which was so unlike the times he had fucked me, and about a minute later I could see his dick pulse as he shot in Barry’s mouth. Barry licked his lips, wiped his mouth, and tilted his head. AJ zipped up his shorts and motioned for me to follow, and we quickly wound our way through the kitchen and out a door into a hallway where there was people coming and going. AJ stopped, grabbed my arm and said, “OK, the truckers all stop here for showers. We’ll hang out on the bench by the trucker’s lounge. If someone gives you the eye – follow them.” I nodded, shaking as I was scared and high, and followed AJ’s lead. There was a wooden bench down the hall and a door marked TRUCKERS ONLY that a stream of men were coming in and out of. AJ whispered, “The trucker’s lounge is back in there, where they can take their food, watch TV, whatever, several showers, and off another hallway several little rooms they can rent by the hour for naps or shit – or us!” Every man that passed us made me more and more nervous, a couple stopped and chatted with AJ, but then moved on. After only a short while though a tall Hispanic looking guy in a cowboy hat, pointed boots, jeans and a big buckled belt stopped. He had tobacco under his upper lip and had no qualms as he spit into the corner of where the bench met the wall. AJ just pointed at me, the trucker nodded, reached out, twisted one of my nipples really hard making it pop out a little, and then turned and started to walk towards the Trucker’s Lounge. AJ jabbed me in the ribs with his elbow and whispered, “Go on, he’s a top so wants to fuck. So you take him.” I got up and caught the door just as the Hispanic guy walked through and all eyes were on me as I followed the trucker through the lounge, past the showers, and my dick jumped as I saw a couple naked, hairy men. The guy in the cowboy hat walked on, turned a key in a door, held it open, and I stepped into a small room that had a bed, a small TV and clock radio on a shelf, and nothing else. There was a small suitcase at the foot of the bed, which he flipped open, pulled out a towel, t-shirt, and without a word, walked back out of the room. I meekly followed him as he went to the showers, found an empty stall, stepped in beside him, and felt trapped as he closed the plastic curtain behind us. There was a small bench in the dressing area, a lip, and then the shower stall. Without a word he began to undress and once he was naked he stepped into the shower and turned the water on and looked back at me expectantly. I dropped my shorts and scooted in beside him, the water was hot and scalding, making me jump towards the back. His hair now wet and matted, the Hispanic guy smiled, pressed his body against mine, his rough hands found both my nipples which he began squeezing and pinching hard, and with a smile and heavy accent said, “You a trucker ho?” Ho? Oh he meant whore. I just nodded, he smiled, leaned in and began biting at my neck as he caressed my body. I didn’t think his dick looked all that big, but as he kissed me and fondled me, it grew, and grew, and grew, until he was about Curtis’ size. The water running down my face was distracting, but when he turned me around and shoved the little bar of soap into my hole, even I knew what he wanted, and so I pushed my ass back, inviting him to fuck me. The Hispanic trucker entered me slowly, taking his time, savoring every inch, as he kissed and nestled my neck. His thrusts picked up speed and he began speaking in rapid Spanish and only when he wrapped his arms around my chest and held me tight did I realize he meant he was cumming. Two thrusts later he stepped out of the shower, grabbed his towel, casually wiped off, picked up his boots and without a look back to me left the shower stall. I stood there, staring, water running over my body as I wondered what to do next. Was I supposed to get money from him? Do I follow him? Do I leave? Just then a beefy built white guy walks past and glances at me. He comes back, stands in front of the shower cube and eyes me up and down. He steps in, pulls the vinyl shower curtain shut, takes of his clothes, and steps into the shower with me without saying a word. Why am I shaking? I don’t know, but my body quickly heats up as the new guy looks at my bright pink and bruised nipples, then leans down and roughly chews on them, then forcefully pushed my shoulders to make me kneel and suck on his dick as the running water of the shower coats our bodies. A hot load of cum in my ass later he leaves closing the shower curtain behind him, and I am eager now. I want a big dick like Harold’s to fuck me, and I am realizing I attract attention. Maybe because I am young. Maybe I am handsome, or pretty, I don’t know. I boldly open the shower curtain and started caressing my own body, hoping to attract the attention of the truckers passing by like a slutty window display in a my own little Red Light District. I guess word spreads, and I was soon being fucked by one dick after another, as I sucked someone else, load after load filling me up from both ends. A couple of guys ask me my name and I start to reply and then realize, well, I didn’t really know right then. Everything seemed fuzzy and just beyond my reach when I tried to think of anything besides what I was doing at that moment. I am in mid-fuck and still have not found a ‘Harold dick’ when AJ reappears, smiles, and stands with his arms across his chest watching me milk out two more loads. When they finish and leave, AJ winks, and says, “You ready to go man? Time to wrap up this shit. My nutts are drained and looks like you got cleaned, and filled, so come on before that ass puckers up so much you can’t walk.” I laugh, dry off on a towel AJ tosses me, slip my dirty shorts back on, and follow him back out of STUCKEYS, basking in the eyes that stare at me, the winks, the nods, the small smiles that all say, “Thank you for taking my cum.” Once we were in the parking lot, I asked AJ if he had something to smoke and he said no. I asked if he had fun, he said no. I asked if he wanted to fuck me behind a truck, and he said no. Something was wrong for sure, I didn’t know what, but AJ was clearly not his horny young self and as I was basking in being a trucker whore, he was shutting me out. AJ opened the door to ROXIES, I stepped in, he locked the door behind us, and quickly walked towards Curtis’ office. Curtis was once again in his chair, tilted back, a cloud of thick smoke around his head, but this time he was stroking his dick. AJ touched my arm, leaned in and kissed my neck and said, “I’m sorry,” and quickly left. Sorry for what? I was still standing in the doorway looking towards the front, wondering what AJ meant, when Curtis’s big hand grasped my throat and he growled and slurred, “THAT’S THE LAST FUCKING TIME YOU’RE A SISSY CUNT WITHOUT MY SAY SO – UNDERTSANDS? BENDS THAT ASS OVER, TIME FOR YOUR NEXT LESSON AND TRUSTS ME, THIS ONES IS GOING TO FUCKING HURT AND BE BLOODY AS A PIG ON A STICK.” I bit my lip as Curtis slammed me face down onto his desk, papers and shit falling off the sides just making him angrier. I didn’t quite understand what I had done that was wrong. Curtis slapped my face hard a couple times and yelled, “YOU BETTER NOT FUCKING MOVE…NOT FUCK…SPREAD THOSE LEGS.” I spread my legs to the side, my chest flat on the desk, my hands grasping the metal edge, the tang of my bloody lip mixing with my fear. Curtis was swearing, kicking shit, his chair went flying, and then he roughly grabbed my right arm and jammed a needle into me, emptied it, then another. He tossed it on the floor, stood behind me, and I could hear him taking his clothes off, all the while he continued to yell and curse at me. He then rammed two thick fingers into my cum filled ass and what he found made him bellow even more. “THIS IS MY SISSY CUNT! DON’T YOUS FUCKING UNDERSTAND. MINES!” As he continued to now scream he used his fingers to dig, scrape, twist in my guts, and I stood up on my toes to try to get away as the pain was slicing through the drugs. Curtis now leaned over me, his breath heavy with smoke and liquor, his blood shot eyes inches from mine and his spit flew onto my face as his frustration continued, “MY CUNT. MY SISSY. YOUS WILL GET MARKED TONIGHT FOR DISOBEYING.” As he continued his rant he wrapped his left hand around my throat and with his right dug harder and deeper into my ass adding a third finger. Curtis jammed his nails and fingers into my hole, making it hurt more and more, as he continued to yell. Then with his left hand still around my throat he pulled me up off the desk, yanked his fingers out of my ass, spun me around and slapped my face hard again, making me stumble back into the desk. He lifted me up and slapped me several times more, each harder than the last, and every time I crumpled against the desk he stood me back up to slap me again. Curtis’ hand was around my throat again, squeezing harder, “YOU THINK YOU CAN FUCKING TEST ME! I BROKE MOTHA-FUCKAS BEFORE BREAKFAST IN THE ARMY AND YOUS AIN’T SEEN NOTHING YET.” I could not breathe, my hands clawed at his as he spit, screamed, and his face got so close to mine I could see my reflection in his eyes – eyes that showed he enjoyed this. Curtis then let go of me, I slumped to the floor gasping, then white hot pain lanced across my back as his leather belt felt its mark. I spun my head, anger flashing in my eyes as I saw the joy on his face, the exhilaration, and his bone hard dick dripping precum. I quickly ducked and covered my face as the buckle whizzed by, striking my back hard and I tried to scramble away on my hands and knees. “THAT’S IT RUN. RUN CUNT. SHOW WHAT A WORTHLESS SISSY YOU ARE.” The belt continued to find me and criss cross my back no matter what I did, and when I tried to curl up in a ball he kicked me in the ribs until I rolled over so he could once again whip me. The incessant ring of the phone broke Curtis from his mission and the pain of the beating he was giving me had cleared my mind and I listened over the sound of my ragged breath as he yelled into the phone, “FUCK…WHAT? YEAH MAN, I TOLD YOU. NOW’S GOOD. YOUS WHERE? AIIGHT, GIMME 5.” Curtis grabbed a handful of my hair, yanked me up, threw me back on the desk and snarled as he drove his dick into my torn ass, “YOU AND ME’S DONE FOR NOW CUNT, BUT THIS AIN’T OVER BY A FUCKING LONG SHOT.” Curtis dug his fingernails into my sides, cutting my flesh as he dicked my ass about a minute more, growled in frustration because I guess he could not cum, yanked his dick out, and stepped away from me. I stayed where I was bent over the desk, my mind becoming fuzzy again as I heard Curtis get dressed. He grabbed his keys, went out his office door, closed and locked it, and I was left alone. I didn’t dare to move as I thought it was a trick, and mentally tried to probe my body to make sure I was OK. I had taken a couple spankings as kid, my Dad even broke a yard stick once trying to spank me, but those punishments were few and far between. I was a good kid and in a fleeting flash I remembered. My name was Mikey. Keys in the door signaled Curtis’ return and all memories vanished. He laughed, “I see my sissy cunt has learned something tonight after all. Good. Nows stand up, let me look at you.” With some spit on his finger Curtis wiped away the blood that had dried on the side of my mouth, a bit on my back from his buckle, and after a quick inspection he rolled his chair back up to his desk, pulled out his leather case and nodded. I kneeled at his feet, making him smile, and even though he had just been beating me minutes before I reveled in pleasing him. Curtis filled two syringes, both dark in color this time, and I eagerly held out my arm. He then set the case on his desk, grabbed a pipe, and had me hit something new as immediately I felt dizzy and lightheaded and Curtis voice sounded like he was speaking to me through a wall. When I had finished, Curtis set the pipe back in the ashtray and instead of smiling, once again wrapped his left hand around my throat and this time he led me out of the office and down the hall, through the store and towards the THEATER, staggering as we went. The movie was on and over the sounds of the porn playing I could hear voices, loud and boisterous. We stepped into the theater and I was hit with a wave of smells, smoke from weed and pipes, and men, several sweaty and funky men. Like before when I was brought here, they were in the chairs near the back wall and close to the old couch, but as the store was closed and it was so late, these were not regular customers. Out of the smokey haze stepped the short, light skinned black guy that had fucked me through the gloryhole before. He greeted us with a big smile and open arms, “AAHH, look who it is, our own sissy cunt, I told you me and my boys would be back. I know, I know, you’re thinking its too soon. Well, if we are going to convert you right, what better time than the present.” I still did not know what he meant and was busy staring at the other men who were all sitting around drinking and smoking. They were all pretty rough looking, black, mostly around Curtis’ age it seemed, and as I watched them the light skinned guy walked over to me, touched my swelling eye, cut lip, bruised neck, and smiled as he said with joy in his voice, “Oh yes, I see what you mean. You beat this cunt up good Curtis my man. Our deal’s still on right? No limits and we got all day? Not all my boys are here yet and I promised them a taste” That can’t be right, Curtis would not do that, but he nodded, pushed me towards the light skinned guy, smiled and said, “Yep, sissy cunt is all yours until I open first thing Monday morning. If I don’t have to get out my first aid kit when I can come back, you niccas ain’t dones your jobs right.” With that Curtis left, stumbling a little as he did so, while my new host walked over to a cooler by a chair, opened it, grabbed a bottle of iced beer, walked back over to me and instead of handing it to me hauled off and slapped me. I didn’t say a word, just glared at him, he laughed and said, “Look here boys. We got us an uppity sissy cunt. Let me tell you. That hole is fresh – well I already planted my seed, but the freshest thing we’ve seen in these parts in a long time, so who’s first?” The first guy to answer was super tall and looked like he had just walked off a basketball court. He walked over to the couch, grabbed one of the cushions off, dropped it in the middle of the guys’ circle of chairs, walked over to me, looked down and said, “I got a hot charged load and its been like what, 4 or 5 days since I nutted.” He smiled, and looked so nice, and I said in a soft voice so no one else would hear, “Please – please help me.” He just laughed, grabbed my arm, led me to the cushion and pushed me down. He then got totally naked as the men sitting around us started whooping and talking shit. I started looking around frantically, suddenly needing to run when a booted foot slashed out and caught me on my chin, “Fucking cunt. You ain’t going no place.” I rubbed my chin and let the tall guy positioned me doggy style and straddle my ass. He stayed standing and bent his knees so that the head of his now hard dick was nestled in my crack. “ARCH THAT BACK, THAT’S IT, SHOW ME THAT WET PUSSY. I SAID FUCKING SHOW ME – THAT’S RIGHT, YEAH FEELIN THOSE SUGAR WALLS SMACKIN ON MY JOINT AS I SLIDE UP IN THERE, CHRIST! OH FELLAS, THIS IS GOOD SHIT, OH MY FUCKIN GOD, TAKE THIS POZ LOAD, TAKE THIS FUCKING LOAD YOU BAREBACK SISSY!!!” He dug deep into my ass and I trembled, knowing I had taken poz filled cum, just like I had for Pa and suddenly Brett and Pa flashed in my mind, but quickly vanished. As soon as he finished, the guy who kicked my chin with his boot grabbed my upper arm and started dragging me along the floor closer to the movie screen, away from his crew. I managed to get my feet under me and stumble after him until we reached the far corner, deep in the shadows created by the movie screen, but under one of the speakers, so the sounds of a woman being ram fucked were almost deafening. Before he even said a word he began slapping my face hard with one hand, then the other, “I see Curtis treated you right. You like that, huh? The only thing a white cunt deserves is superior black dick. You like that, huh? Get on your fucking knees, open that mouth, let me gag the fag.” My spit rolled out of my mouth as he drove his dick down my throat, when it was good and wet he pulled me up, slammed my head into the wall making a little cut, roughly fingered my hole, then angled his dick in. He was not as thick or as long as the last guy, but he made up for it in roughness. “Is that all you got?” I hoarsely whispered as he tightened his grip around my throat. That just pissed him off and he fucked me rougher and harder and when his nutt started to flow he screamed, “FUCKING AIDS CUNT, THAT’S ALL YOU IS, A FUCKING AIDS CUNT.” He then pulled his dick out of my ass, slammed my head against the wall one more time, and stomped back to his friends. I was still standing in the corner, a bit dazed and confused, when another guy from the group walked over, handed me a joint, and told me to hit it easy as it was laced good. I didn’t listen and in my anger and frustration inhaled as deep and hard as I could and almost passed out. He laughed, caught me, grabbed the joint and eased me to the floor as he held the lit joint between his lips. “You all right? Yeah, you’ll be OK. Come on Mary, get up, time to get that pussy beat down.” Who the fuck was Mary? What was he talking about. I stumbled into the wall as I stood up, turned around, leaned against the wall and with both hands spread my cheeks apart. I looked back, eager for be fucked again, and smiled when he set the joint between his teeth, unzipped his fly and let me feel his growing dick. As he worked his dick in my ass, I reached out and found his left hand, and brought it up to my neck. The warmth, the pressure, the force entering my hole, I was in full on bliss. His first thrust was nothing, but the next I moaned in pure joy and pushed my ass back silently begging for more. I placed my hand over his on my neck and squeezed, encouraging him to take charge, to fuck me like the drugged up sissy cunt I was. Every rape thrust of his dick, dropped hot ash on my back from his joint, making me cry and wince and flinch as the pain mingled with my need to be fucked by raw dick. I had taken poz cum, I needed more, I wanted to be infected now. That’s all that mattered. He finished too soon for me, but released me and I followed him back to the group like a lost puppy. Instinctively I lay down on the couch cushion in the middle of the group, lifted my legs, held my ankles back and apart and offered up my cum filled ass. The light skinned guy who had fucked me in the booths and another guy knelt down on either side of me and I paid no attention to what they were saying or doing and zoned out, silently pleading for more raw dick. THE PRESSURE OF THE DUCT TAPE THEY HAD USED TO BIND MY RIGHT WRIST TO MY RIGHT LEG AND LEFT WRIST TO MY LEFT LEG FELT REASSURING SOMEHOW. SOMEONE ASKED ME IF I WANTED A SMOKE AND I WAS ROCKED INTO A SEMI-SITTING POSITION TO HIT ANOTHER LACED JOINT BEFORE THEY SLAMMED ME BACK. THERE I WAS, IN A PORN THEATER SURROUNDED BY A GROUP OF DRUNK, AIDS FILLED MEN, TRUSSED UP LIKE A FUCKING CHRISTMAS GOOSE. MY PINK HOLE GAPED AND WINKED AND AS POZ CUM LEAKED OUT OF MY HOLE A BLACK HAND SLAPPED MY FACE MAKING SURE I KNEW I WAS NOT DONE BLEEDING OR BEING BRUISED AND USED DURING THIS CONVERSION PARTY. THE NEXT BIG, BLACK, RAW DICK LINED UP AT ME HOLE, SLAMMED BALLS DEEP, AND FUCKED ME LIKE THE SISSY CUNT THAT I WAS. YES, THAT WAS MY NAME – SISSY CUNT. STAY TUNED FOR CHAPTER 7: Harold’s Wrath **My Name is Mikey contains 16 chapters and new chapters will be posted roughly weekly - or sooner - if there is interest**

As Skinhead left, I noticed that there was bunch of men all standing at the open doorway. I assume they must have heard the action in our stall. Will and Stefan were standing at the back of the guys. Both had an expression of lust on their faces but Stefan especially looked like he was so proud of Artur. Will later told me that there were peep holes in the stall walls. He, Artur and several men had watched as Skinhead bred us both. Will said Skinhead was a local and had an infamous reputation. I didn't know what Will meant by infamous and he wouldn't elaborate when I asked. It wasn't comfortable lying with my back on top of Artur's front so I started to get off. Before I had a chance to do so, the guys at the doorway walked in to the stall. One guy aged around 30 already had his cock out and it was rock solid. His cock was about six inches long but fairly fat. He was cut which was not common here in Amsterdam it seemed. He stood at the foot of the sling immediately in front of our two exposed asses which were now dripping with Skinhead's seed. He slid full length into me in one hard quick thrust and I knew he hadn't had time to rubber up. Fuck, it felt so good! I moaned in disappointment as he pulled his cock out of me but in the next second he rammed it back in, balls deep. As he hammered my ass, I remember thinking I was so born to take the raw cock and seed from any and every man who wanted me and I would never stop doing so. I was shocked and at the same time turned on by this realisation. Not for the first time, I wondered what Will had turned me into. After maybe two minutes, the guy pulled his cock completely out my ass, not having shot. Artur then started groaning and it was clear the cock was now entering his ass. The guy bent over and kissed me in a dirty raunchy manner as he was breeding Artur's ass. I heard shouts from the guys encouraging him to shoot into the “darker guy's ass” and “breed him”. The same voices then spoke in Dutch and German, presumably repeating the same request. It took me a few seconds before I realised that it was Will and Stefan's voices. Whether it was their encouragement or not to breed Artur, the guy's fucking got harder and faster and all of a sudden he screamed into my face “.......I am shooting my seed into your boyfriend and breeding him up...”. (Little did he know, that Artur was not my boyfriend.) He wasn't finished yet though and proceeded to hammer Artur's ass for maybe another five minutes or so before he pulled out, turned around and walked out. Not one word of thanks or 'that was good guys'. I could see another guy was moving in to have a go but I knew I had to get up. I was uncomfortable so it must have been so bad for poor Artur underneath me. As I got onto my feet the guy didn't waste any time before he was balls deep in Artur. I looked around to see his cock pull out and he was also raw. The guy was maybe 45 and had about a seven incher. Another guy moved to the head of the sling and pushed his cock into Artur's face. His cock was about seven inches but had a bend in it facing left. It was such a turn on to see Artur sucking on one cock whilst another one was breeding his ass. So many men came into the stall there wasn't much room to move around. Eventually, the guy started making fast breathing sounds and had a look of ecstasy on his face, almost an agony sort of look, and it was clear that Artur was getting another load of seed. When he pulled out, yet another guy moved between Artur's legs. He started to pull a condom onto what looked like an eight inch cock. A hand stopped him and when I looked up it was Stefan who told the guy “no condom”. Stefan told the guy that that Artur was his boyfriend and it was raw or nothing. The guy was clearly conflicted. He came to a decision and said “OK, your choice”. With that he pushed his raw cock into Artur. Whether it was the fact he was raw or not I don't know but he lasted only about 30 seconds before shooting his load balls deep in to Artur's ass. He quickly pulled out looking like he regretted going raw and he left the stall just as quick as he had shot. Seed was dripping out of Artur and pooling on the floor. I bent over and as I was licking up the seed from the floor, some guy pushed his cock into my ass. I wont bore you guys with the same details as essentially for the next 45 or 50 minutes guys after guy bred Artur and I. We were exhausted by the time Will and Stefan broke it up and took us upstairs for a drink and rest. I could feel the seed leaking from my ass and knew the wet patch on my pants would be bigger than before. As we stood drinking I noticed a good number of men nod and wink at each other whilst saying something to each other about Artur and I.

'What the fuck did I just do?' I thought. I had just let a stranger fuck me bareback and now he just told me he had filled my ass with poz spunk. Fucking strangers bareback was like playing Russian roulette but a lot more fun. You never know if there was a live round in the chamber and now I had had a live round fired up my ass. I looked around the room wondering if they were all poz. "We're all toxic, cumbag and you're going to get at least one load from all of us. Check out the screen" and he pointed to a TV on the wall. It was my ass on the screen. He had written neg cunt for poz spunk with an arrow to my fuck hole. Then I saw someone make a mark for the first load. I started to say something but he had his cock up to my mouth telling me to lick it clean. His cock tasted like ass and cum and it was getting me even more excited. He growled "Smile fuck pig. This is a live cam show! Now, beg for more poz seed." Why was the thought of getting my ass used as cum dump for poz seed getting me so turned on? And doing it on a live cam show. All I knew was that I was craving to be fucked and pozzed, so I found myself responding "Yes, fuck my cunt with your poz infected cock and fill me up. Plant that bug deep in my ass. I want all your toxic poz sperm in my ass." Another cock was rammed up my ass. It hurt like hell but I loved it. "I've got a weeks worth of cum saved up for you, cumbag" he snarled as he rammed his hard rod deep into my fuck hole. Unbidden, words came from my lips: "Give it to me hard and deep. Fuck yeah, ram your poz infected fuck stick into my cunt and plant your seed good and deep! Bug my hole, you mother fucker! Fill my cunt with that satanic toxic poz spunk." His pace slowed as he let out a deep guttural moan and I felt his balls release their full load of spunk in my ass. I reached between my legs and squeezed his balls, commanding "Every last drop, mother fucker!" I kept his balls in a firm grip until he was thoroughly drained. He came around and presented his cum-and-ass-slime coated cock for me to clean-up. Which, of course, I did. Even as I did so, however, another cock had been shoved up my ass. It must have been huge and I gasped. As I was trying to catch my breath someone else went down on his knees in front of me, spread his ass cheeks, and commanded me saying "Lick my fuck hole, you faggot pig." I started licking his ass probing it with my tongue. He pulled away for a second so I could get a look at his fuck hole. A bio hazard tattoo surrounded his fuck hole, the tissue of which was swollen and had obviously been fucked a lot. He pushed his ass back into my face. "Lick my toxic bug infected hole, yeah, get your tongue in good and deep." His ass was sweaty and strongly smelled, so I hesitated, but when he grunted "Clean my shit hole good you faggot fuck pig," I slid my tongue in his hole, even as my ass was being pounded hard and deep. Some one grabbed my head and thrust a cock into my face, saying "Spit on that fuck stick and lube it up." I did as I was told. It was a nice cock about seven inches in length. There was a scorpion tattoo on the top of the shaft and lightning bolt tattoos on the sides. The shaft was thick but the head was huge. I started to put it in my mouth to suck on it but he pulled away saying "Not yet bitch. You can lick it after I fuck that sperm dump you been lickin'." With that he straddled the guy whose ass I had been licking and pushed the big cock head into the toxic fuck hole. He had to push hard to get that monster cock head in but finally he managed and his whole cock slid in up to his balls which were bigger than any balls I've ever seen on a man. "Now lick my balls while I dump my toxic seed in this cum dump." I did as I was told licking his huge sweaty balls. The guy pounding his cock in my cum pit slowed his pace and held it in as deep as he could get as his balls released a torrent of hot toxic sperm deep in side my fuck canal. I could feel his cock head pulse over and over again as he just kept squirting more and more of bug infected cum up my ass. I could feel his hot seed running down my balls as it leaked out past his cock with each pulse. Someone wiped the cum off my balls and smeared it all around the ass, balls and cock that were in my face. Greedily I consumed it all. No sooner was the spent cock withdrawn from my cunt was it was replaced by another that felt like it was almost as large as the previous cock. Meanwhile the bull who had his ass in my face let out a moan and emptied his balls into that toxic bug hole, moaning "Oh fuck that feels good." Then he withdrew his cock and presented his slimy, cum and ass juice covered cock, for me to clean-up. As I took it into my mouth I noticed he was still drooling cum as he ordered "Time for you to give some back fuck pig! Stick your negative cock in that poz bug pit." Now I just love sticking my cock in a cum filled fuck hole but I also love licking cum from a freshly fucked ass. There was cum dripping out of his fuck hole and it just looked so fucking hot. I leaned forward to lick it but was grabbed roughly. "What the fuck do you think you're doing piggy? Did you hear anyone ask you to lick that poz pit? Don't worry you'll get as much bug juice to drink as you can handle! Now, fuck that bug hole!" I straddled him and slid my cock up his infested cum pit. This left my ass exposed and I was immediately rewarded with another cock in my ass. "Ohh fuck yes" I gasped, adding "Fuck me with another poz infected dick, man. Fuck me! Bug my hole with your poz injector death stick." "You like that AIDS maker in your ass faggot?" "Yes, infect me with your AIDS bug!" My cock was ass deep in poz ass as my own ass was being pounded. I pushed back against the cock in my ass so I could work my own cock in and out of the bug hole I was fucking. Each time I pushed my cock in I could feel the bug infected poz cum being forced up inside my dick. I imagined millions of poz bugs clambering to get inside me to feed on my balls from the inside. The pozzer in my ass rammed his cock in balls deep and ground it around in circles. The guy I was fucking was pushing back so I couldn't move in and out of his ass. He tightened his ass on my cock as I felt the fuck stick in my ass start to pulse and I knew I was getting another load of faggot death in my ass. The sensations were so intense. This was the most incredible sex I had ever had. I felt the cum in my balls boiling and ready to erupt. "Oh my fucking God" I grunted as I unleashed burst after burst of my cum into the poz-infected fuck pit.

My name is Mikey – CHPT 3 - Welcome to Harold’s World: I wanted Curtis to cum, so every time he slid his dick back inside me I said, “I’m a sissy cunt. I’m a sissy cunt, I’m a sissy cunt.” I truly didn’t believe that yet, I knew then I was still Mikey– but before Curtis was done with me I would believe it. Curtis seemed determined to make sure I understood all the ways he planned to break me as he fucked me hard on his desk. I didn’t realize then why he was saying those things as literally hours earlier I had been with my church group, had never been fucked, had never done drugs – shit how quickly things can change. While my mind fought and my emotions ran wild, my body responded to what Curtis was doing to me and my dick was the hardest it had ever been and drooled a stream of precum that ran down my side. After what seemed like an eternity, with my body laying now flat back on the desk, hole exposed, wedged by his sweaty body, Curtis prepared to cum, “That’s it sissy cunt, open right up, got you nice and wet, you like that? Feeling that long black dick? Come on, shake them walls, that’s it, feel that cunt twitching, begging for me, just begging for this long, black dick, just begging for….oh shit…..UGHHH…FUCK…I’M CUMMING IN YOU, I’M CUMMING……OOOHHHH…AHHHH……SAY YOUR NAME CUNT, SAY YOUR SAY NAME…SAY IT YOU FUCKING SISSY CUNT…..SAY……CUNT…GRRRR.” Curtis then dropped his head on my chest, his entire body shook, he grunted, moaned, trembled, spit ran from his mouth and he unloaded in my sore ass. He was breathing hard and heavy when suddenly loud clapping filled the room. CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP. “What the fuck!” Curtis exclaimed as he pulled off me and withdrew his dick in one motion, making me drop off the end of the desk and cry out in surprise and pain as my knees hit the concrete. I looked up and Curtis’ dick was drooling spooge and ass funk and still looked pretty hard, then I noticed them. Two black guys were standing in the doorway to his office, one about my age, and one about Curtis’ age, and both of them were smiling and nodding. The older guy pointed at me with a key ring choked with keys and said, “Let me guess. New employee orientation?” and then let out a big howl of laughter. The younger guy now spoke up, “We knew something was up when the store wasn’t open yet and we saw the regulars all standing around outside looking stupid saying no one was home. So what’s this man? Don’t do me like that. You know my dick is like human crack. You said the shop was my hustle.” Curtis snarled, “Unless you’re becoming a bitch now nothing’s changed, now go unload the truck and this ain’t none of your business.” He then mumbled a few words more and walked towards the back of his office, opened a door, flipped on a switch to a bathroom, and soon a loud stream of piss began to fill the toilet. I was still on my knees when the younger guy walked over to me, held out his hand, I held out mine thinking he was going to help me up, he just shook it and said, “AJ,” then stepped back. The older guy stepped towards me, held out his big hand, and looking up I realized what a giant he seemed. He was taller and thicker than Curtis, had on 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. As I stood up I was able to better see the rest of him and was surprised at all the tattoos showing up his neck and the parts of his arms where the sleeves were rolled up. He also had couple big diamond stud earrings in each ear, a thick beard, but his head was shaved except for a wide stripe down the middle of his head – a low mohawk. I know my face showed my shock and curiosity as he held out his hand. “ Call me T2.” I didn’t understand and asked, “Tito, like Jackson?” This made him growl and AJ roar with laughter, “No, no. You know Mr. T – A-Team? I’m T2 – get it. Fuck don’t you watch cable? It’s a classic.” I still didn’t get it and by this point Curtis had walked back out and he and AJ both could not stop laughing. The big guy shrugged, sighed and said with a tinge of disgust “Fuck – Harold, my name’s Harold. Nice to meet you,” and held out his hand for me to shake. His hand felt hot, his grip was firm and he held my hand tight when he shook it, all the while using his middle finger to stroke my wrist and gave me a smile that made me melt. “I…I…” I knew I should introduce myself, good manners and all, but I couldn’t think straight as I looked into his dark, cool eyes. Curtis pulled Harold to the side, they both lit a blunt, and through the haze of smoke they spoke in quick, quiet whispers. Harold had his back partway to us, his left hand in his pocket, and I noticed a big wet mark running down his back and down his ass crack. AJ said, “Dude’s a freak. Grimey fucker never wears underwear and wears those same fucking coveralls every day. Shit. Never showers either. About gagged me out in the truck this morning. Stinky ass fucka.” AJ then focused back on me and started asking me questions and tried to finger my cummy ass, “Come on, want to stroke my dick? I’m as big as Curtis there and looks like you ready to get dug out good. Look, I’m already hard. Let me stick it in. Come on. Turn around.” Curtis turned and yelled at AJ, “Go open the fucking doors, let the folks in and empty the truck! No time for that shit and that dick is the only way you get to eat tonight so better not be wasting it.” AJ sighed, and stomped down the hall. I stayed where I was while Curtis and Harold exchanged a few more quiet words, Curtis then sat in his chair, smiled at me, hit his joint, and closed his eyes as the smoke escaped through his slightly parted lips. Harold walked over to me and I suddenly felt ashamed and self conscious of being naked with cum running out of my ass, but he didn’t seem fazed as he grabbed my left arm and guided me back down the hall past the video booths, wound his way through the displays in the sex store – making the first two customers who had just walked in stop and gape - and towards the far wall to a door with sign over it that said THEATER. I was really nervous now as I could hear AJ talking to people at the front of the store and telling them to wait a fucking minute while he got the register on and to keep their dicks in their pants. I didn’t want anyone else to see me, but Harold quickly unlocked the door to the theater, we went in, he flipped a few switches and the screen on the back wall sprang to life showing a video of an orgy of men and women fucking, sucking, and more than I could take in. This place had seen better days, that’s for sure and smelled even worse than the video booths. It was a mix of outhouse and cow barn, hot and steamy, there were a few rows of movie seats near the front, several chairs of various types and sizes scattered at the back, and an old couch along the far wall. The screen had some holes in it, the speakers sounded bad, but seeing a bunch of super sized dicks fucking and hearing all the dirty talk and moaning made me stop and stare and my hand automatically went to my hardening dick. Harold led me down the left wall, unlocked two padlocks and a deadbolt on another door and we entered what seemed like a storeroom. We wound our way through the piles of boxes as he pointed at a wood door that looked half off its hinges, “That’s the bathroom. Connects on the other side to Curtis’s office but I got to move some shit out of the way, usually don’t use that door. To the right he pointed to a mattress and pile of blankets on the floor, a book case with a big TV, piles of porno DVDs, wads of paper towels, a microwave, stained coffee maker, a small fridge, a couple books tossed in a corner with what looked like a month’s supply of green coveralls like he had on. “Welcome to my humble abode,” Harold said with a grand sweep of his arms and a low chuckle. “Make yourself comfortable. I got some weed and shit there on the floor if you want to roll something. Beer in the fridge. You don’t know how? No shit. Hmmm…” Harold starting digging around in a crumpled up shoe box by his bed and pulled out baggies of weed, papers, lighters, pipes, and other stuff and laid them out like he was making an alter. He then rolled a blunt, took a long drag, handed it to me, and guided me through a couple hits. “I’m sorry,” I said, “I don’t understand, I umm… Brett and his Pa, I umm… I.” I started to trembled a little and crossed my arms over my chest, everything flooding back in of what had happened. “Come here,” Harold said as he stood up, wrapped his big arms around me, pulled me tight against his musky body, and patted my back in assurance. “Curtis says you need to stay with us for a while. That guy you was with – well – anyways – you got some things to learn and for now we need to teach you and keep you safe.” He pointed to an army cot leaning in the corner, “You can have the bed here, I’ll sleep on that.” I felt bad, knowing I was putting him out and stammered, “Umm, this is your bed, I don’t want to kick you out – thanks – but I wouldn’t feel right.” Harold then grabbed my shoulders, pulled me tight against him again, and said in a voice filled with emotion, hunger, and danger as he pressed his body into mine making sure I felt the bulge of his dick straining through his overalls, “You wouldn’t mind being so close to me? Having me hold you like this, touch you, kiss you, fuck you?” I was speechless. I had lain in bed night after night dreaming of being with a man, and then it had happened with Brett and Pa and then Curtis, but never in any way I had imagined. It felt amazing, yet I still felt guilty and ashamed, and confused. I didn’t know what to say. Harold went on, “I know Curtis, and he can be a bit aggressive at first, but you have to trust him. He knows what he is doing. I’ll make you a promise though, I’ll never do anything you don’ t want – deal? Deal. Now I have a question for you. Can you help me out a little here? I think I got a problem.” Harold was giving me a sexy ass smile as he rubbed the long, hard bulge that ran down his left leg. My own dick was straining now, I nodded yes, Harold turned me around, the sounds of his zipper coming down mingled with the muffled moans and groans coming from the theater next door. “I ain’t got much time,” Harold whispered as he pulled me back against his body, stroking my nipples with one hand and running his other hand around my stomach and up and down my thighs, his massive dick curved down and nestled between my wet cheeks. “I promise next time I will take it slow and will make love to you and will show you how to take care of your man’s needs, and teach you things you never imagined. Right now, I just need to bust. You up for getting nailed by this ebony hammer? Will you let me fuck you like I need, like I want? Can you take it for me? Do you want my Hershey cum? You going to let me turn that ass into pussy?” Turn my ass into pussy? I flinched and tensed. I was a man – well maybe I couldn’t legally drink yet– but fuck, I was still a man and not a woman. Harold must have understood what I was thinking as he held me tighter, caressed my body, let his fingers rest gently on my hips as he said, “It’s a good thing, don’t be offended or get it wrong. I like it. Look, a lot of guys who have wives, girls, or just fuck chicks on the weekend LOVE boy pussy. Sometimes if they can’t get what they need at home they will dip in some ass and ass is good, but boy pussy is better. I know Curtis and he shoots some nasty heavy loads and he told me your boy pussy was the sweetest thing he had been up in in a long long time.” Harold pushed me forward towards the locked bathroom door until my face was only inches away. The weight of his body pressed against mine and the door squeaked, the wood groaned, as he pushed my body against the door. Instinctively I put my hands out, shoulder width, to brace myself, my heart raced, and my blood thumped in my ears like the sound of war drums. Harold gently spread my ass cheeks and let out a long whistle as he began tapping my wet hole with the head of his dick, “Damn! Your hole is shiny and wet. Fucking got to tell you. Cum makes the world’s best lube – remember that. You can tell I am a bit bigger than Curtis, right? It’s OK, I know you can take it, just do what I say. Now tilt your hips just a little, that’s right, push your ass back – yes – now push like you feel you have to take a shit.” That made me embarrassed for some reason and I tensed again. Harold continued, “It’s OK, that just pushes some of the cum that’s up there closer to the edge of your hole – HOLY FUCKING CHRIST LOOK AT THOSE GOBS OF NUTT – Curtis seeded you good, feel that? Feel how my dick is getting all slick from his cum? OK, now take a long deep breath, hold it – and let it out.” Harold forced the monster head of his dick into my wet hole as I exhaled and my chest clenched and I gasped. I cried out as he was definitely bigger than Curtis. My hands flailed against the door a bit as Harold hung onto my hips and shoved his dick a little deeper. “Please take it out, no, no, I can’t, please,” I begged. Harold just kept repeating, “It’s OK, it’s ok, trust me, you’ll see, it’s ok.” I was pressed tight against the door now standing on just my tip toes trying to run from the black log impaling my ass, my breaths coming in short little gasps. Every inch of dick Harold forced in me created lightning bolts of pain that was immediately followed by an avalanche of endorphins. My ass ring stretched, popped, stretched some more as Harold buried the rest of his dick inside my cum filled ass. As he got deeper, Harold cupped my ass in his strong hands and partially lifted me off the floor and higher up on the door. He jolted me once or twice getting his grip, burying himself further inside me. Once he was satisfied he said in a voice full of lust and assurance. “I am all the way in that pussy. You like how that feels? How I opened you right up? Took that hole as mine? Hmm…?” I could only gasp as Harold began bouncing me on his dick, using the door as leverage. I was trying not to make any noise as Harold picked up the rhythm, but he wanted to hear me, “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!” I started to beg, “Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me,” over and over. I knew being fucked felt good, but this was fucking amazing! I felt so – full – so, I don’t know, wanted. I didn’t want him to stop. “FUCK ME DADDY! FUCK ME DADDY!” Harold pulled me off the door and I threw my arms out in front of me to brace myself. He suddenly hit something inside me on the next thrust and I screamed in agony and cried, “NO, NO, NO, TAKE IT OUT!” I felt a rush of hotness and sharp pain and Harold pushed me back against the door and buried his dick as far as it would go, my body jerking from the hurt now radiating out, “It’s OK, it’s OK” he said, “I had to bust your second hole cherry as you were clamping down on me. You want Daddy to cum inside you? You want Daddy’s cum up in there? Tell me sissy, tell me sissy, you want that cunt fucked?” Harold now lifted me up, my upper body pressed against the door as he lifted me completely into the air with one arm under each thigh like a doll and began slam fucking my torn ass, my knees scraping up and down the rough wood surface. “PLEASE YOUR DADDY, FUCK THAT CUNT, PLEASE YOUR DADDY, GONNA FUCK THAT CUNT WIDE OPEN, GONNA FUCK IT WIDE…TAKE IT SISSY, TAKE IT SISSY, SHIT YEAY PUSSY BOY TAKE THIS FUCKING NUTT!!!” Harold was slamming my upper body back and forth into the door as he drove deeper in my ass. His orgasm made his dick swell and spew and each thrust became wetter and wetter and yet he kept fucking. “I AIN’T DONE YET, NO, SHIT, FUCK, HERE IT GOES…AGAIN….FUCK…..” As Harold shot his second load in a row into me he pressed me against the door, his body heaving from the effort of the fuck and the intense orgasms. He held me like that for a while, my ass spasming around his dick in shock and destruction. Harold stepped back, let his arms down, and my feet touched the floor. My legs ached and I was wobbily, but Harold hugged me close while kissing my neck, slowly grinding his hips around, stretching me, coating me, working his thick loads in. “Whew!” Harold exclaimed, before letting go of my body and gently easing his dick out of my ass. A torrent of cum, blood, and ass juice splashed onto the floor and I spun around in fear, shock, and embarrassment. My ass guts were cramping, my hole was twitching and spasming, more started to dribble and run out of my ass and down my legs. “Oh God no, oh...oh.” I was a bit freaked, but Harold pulled me close to him, his still hard dick pressed between us, as he said, “SHH, it’s OK, it’s OK, that’s normal. Like I said, I busted your cherry – deep – so it’s OK, that just means I did my job right and you did yours.” I looked up into Harold’s face and saw that he meant what he said. “Does your ass hurt too bad?” he asked, “Does it feel likes its opening and closing? Yeah? Here turn around – shhh – trust me.” I turned around and yelped as Harold pushed his dick back in hard and deep. He explained, “Your body is in sort of shock. It’s trying to adjust to being fucked liked that. We’ll give it a minute, having my dick back inside you will help.” Harold held me tight as my guts and ass slowly stopped convulsing and what was a torrent out of my hole became sporadic drops. After Harold eased his dick out for the second time he asked, “Will you lick it clean for me?” I shook my head in disgust. He placed his hand on my shoulder, gave me a reassuring squeeze and said, “I would really like it if you can lick my dick clean. Please? This is a very special moment between two men, especially when you get your second hole cherry busted. That happens only once, and other guys may go that deep, make it sore, but you let me bust it, and that’s a special thing. Taste my dick. Taste my cum, taste what I have given you.” I gagged a little at first then thought about what Harold had said and at the same moment realized how much I wanted to please him and to have him back inside of me again, so I licked his dick clean. I got every fucking bit of juice and he even lifted his shaft up so I could lick off what had coated his hairy balls. Satisfied with his efforts, and mine, Harold zipped up his Army coveralls, gave me a big hug, smiled, gave me a deep long kiss that scratched my face up with his beard and said, “Well, welcome to Harold’s world. I hope you are going to enjoy your stay sissy.” As the padlocks snapped shut on the other side of the door I reached down and coated my finger in the juice from my freshly fucked ass, licked my finger clean and thought, yeah, being a sissy may not be so bad after all. STAY TUNED FOR CHAPTER 4: Time for Your Medicine **This series contains 16 chapters and new chapters will be posted roughly weekly - or sooner - if there is interest**

The next morning the cum had dried in my bed and I was horny. This is where the advantage of a gay hotel comes in. I jumped onto grindr, and after five minutes someone knocked at the door. It was a handsome guy, in his early 30s, with a nice seven and a half-inch cock, who only played safe. I hoped this would be as amazing as the cocks I had had the night before. We kissed, I sucked his beautiful cock and then he proceeded to fuck me. The sex was good, but something felt different and unnatural. I didn’t feel him the way I had felt the guys last night. He smiled, I smiled back, we kissed, he fucked and came. I came as well, but certainly not in the volume I had the night before. He tossed the condom in the bin, put his bathrobe back on and disappeared. I felt my hole. Cum must had still been in there, because we didn’t use that much lube. I played around, massaged it and got horny again. What was happening to me? I checked my grindr conversation again. He said he was neg. He looked neg. I leaned over, took the condom out of the bin. He left a decent load in there. I smelled it and my cock jumped into action again. I tipped a small amount on my finger and licked it. Hmmmm, that taste. I started wanking while I emptied the condom in my mouth. What a taste! And what a load I produced. After I came I felt disgusted by myself. Again. I ran to the bathroom, and rinsed my mouth with mouthwash. I looked up and stared at the guy in the mirror. What was this city doing to me? What was I turning into? I showered, got dressed and met the others for breakfast, traveling to a nice cafe in a nearby suburb, where we sat outside, chatting and watching families with children, old couples with their grandchildren and young couples. My friends discussed their hopes for children, and discussed the merits of one name over another. All the while, however, all I could think about was cock. I looked at the husbands, wondered what their raw cocks would feel like, and what their cum would taste like. Again, I was shocked by myself. After breakfast, the couple wanted to go to a museum, my mate wanted to do to some shopping, but I just wanted some alone time to understand what was happening to me, so I went back to the hotel, changed into my speedos and went up to the spa. It was completely empty which was great. The hot tub on the deck was just what I needed. I relaxed and closed my eyes. After maybe half an hour I awoke when two guys in their mid 30s joined me in the tub. “Late night?” smiled one. I returned his smile. The second guy then commented “We saw you taking those guys last night. That was amazing! Your hole must be sore." I turned red and my cock turned hard. “You know, I have never done it before. I have no idea what came over me there. I always play safe and have never been to a darkroom before.” I replied. “Looks like you found your true calling. Hi, my name is Sebastian by the way, but call me Seb.” “Nice to meet you, my name is Steve.” “And I am Christophe.” “How was it taking those raw cocks, Steve?” asked Seb. “It felt amazing” “Yeah once you go bare, you never go back.” “Yeah, I fear so. What about you guys? Do you fuck bare? Not scared of poz?” “We only fuck bare, and have been poz for years. Christophe actually a year longer than me. He gave it to me” Seb said gave Christophe a kiss. They started making out in front of me while smiling at me. “But don’t worry, we are both of meds now.” With that Seb, started kissing me. He then took my hand and I went to the steam room. He pushed me on my knees and I had two beautiful cocks to service. I sucked and licked and swallowed every drop of precum. Christophe pulled me up and turned me around. Started licking me ass again, which was still lose from last night and this morning. Christophe’s cock was about eight inches in length, but thin, whereas Seb’s was only seven inches, but was very thick. Christophe made the first entrance. I felt great. Nothing between me and him. Skin on skin. “How does it feel?” “Amazing” I moaned. “I bet you little slut” Seb chuckled. “Yes, I am a slut” I replied. Christophe picked up speed. His balls were hitting my ass and it felt just right. “Ready for another poz load?” “Fuck yeah." “Wait! Make some room for me!” Seb had been wanking while watching us, but now he slid under us and pushed his cock into me hole. I experienced both pain and pleasure, as did Seb and Christophe. A minute later both exploded in my ass, and I couldn’t hold it much longer either. “Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck! Take our loads!” I just moaned and blew another record load. I couldn’t talk. Reality hit. I felt awful. Another two loads. I was pushing my luck. I have lost control over myself. Again. It felt right while doing it, but now, I felt disgusted. I was shaking, cold sweat and hated myself. A pig, I was a dirty pig. A slut. Conflicted, I returned to my room and sat in the shower for an hour trying to wash it all off, but I couldn’t. I was scared of what was coming next. I knew where the path was leading me, I knew what was happening, but I was scared. Yet, I knew I wouldn’t be able to stop it....

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

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

It started out as safe fun. I hired a masseur who was muscular, something of a cub, very nice to hug, heavily tattooed and unshaven. After 15 minutes of massaging my back, I realized his erect dick was just teasing my hole. He breathed down my neck and flipped me over and began to mouth fuck me. His cock was seven inches long and quite thick, and honestly it was my first time of being throat-fucked. Naturally I gagged as I felt his dick sliding down my throat! And he changed tactics and hugged me, all the while chewing on my tits as his hand explored my hole. Then, without permission from my, I found his condom-covered cock in my hole. He pumped me unmercifully, missionary style. Not only was the pounding a problem for me, I found his cock too long for comfort: I can generally handle six inches, but seven was more than my ass could accommodate. Even so, eventually I became accustomed to his pounding and OMG! It felt great. I never would have expected it could hurt so good. I found myself begging him not to stop, especially when he began to jerk my rigid cock. Of course I blew my load within minutes. He licked the cum off of my body, withdrew his cock from my ass, ditched the condom, and went back to chewing on my tits as he licked the shaft of my cock cleaning up every drop of my cum. Hmmmmm! Then, without any ado, he fucked me raw for a few minutes. Afterwards we took a shower together, during which time he soaped-up my ass and slid his cock back in my hole, spooning me and jerking me until I came a second time. Grinning, he released me, we finished-up showering, he dried himself, dressed and left. A couple of hours later I went to a shopping mall toilet where I found I passed cum and blood. I should be worried about as much, but honestly the memories of the session are great for a jerk session. Maybe I should go on PrEP.

I had always been a good boy. For 31 years I had avoided all drugs. Never been drunk, never had a cigarette, never touched a drug. That all changed at 31. Due to some very interesting circumstances I tried pot for the first time. This changed everything. All of a sudden I had done my first drug and my first “illegal” drug. After a year of smoking pot (first occasionally and then regularly) I was introduced to something quite different. I had a boyfriend at the time. An older man whom I loved but didn’t do much for me sexually. So on the side, Alex (The Cuban) had always been there. Alex drank, but that was it. He had never done drugs, not even pot. Alex had introduced me to poppers and that was a lot of fun, but that was it. I’d skateboard over to Alex’s place, he’d fuck me for an hour or two and that would be that. The sex was always spectacular. I was 32 at the time, 5’10-11”ish, lightly hairy, muscular/athletic build but not a body builder. I was blessed with some very good genetics. Born in Charleston, SC on the Navel Base, my legs had always been huge. Skateboarding around South Beach for years had given me rock hard legs and brought my butt into alignment with the rest of me. I could easily pass for mid/late-20’s, but never lied about my age. Alex was older. Around 40, but Cuban so he could pass for my age if necessary. At this point we had been fucking for years and it never got old. Alex was smaller in stature, but but had a damn nice cock. Not huge, but definitely big and thick. One night I was at Alex’s doing our normal deal. He had procured me some really great pot and we were sniffing some great poppers like normal. Only this time, when he came, it was something different. His orgasm seemed to last forever and he even jumped up thrusting his cock in the air. He wasn’t shooting cum anymore, that was all deep inside me, but he was clearly still having an orgasm. Once subsided, he said he had something to tell me about. He had been smoking “tina” before I got there and whenever he would leave the room (sex was always marathon like) he was taking hits off of his pipe. I was in awe. I had no curiosity to try it myself, but clearly it had a very sexual effect. Not too long after we started round 2, (I’m usually good for 2 rounds at least, especially if I don’t cum), he said he wanted to try something. He had a small bag with some “dust” in it. He wanted to stick the head of his cock in the bag and fuck the dust into me. He said it wouldn’t have much of an effect since it was only dust. At this point I was stoned and horny. I had already tried pot, one illegal drug, how much different could tina be? I watched as he lubed up his beautiful cuban cock and stuck the bag on the end. He did what he could then cleaned out the bag with his finger, applying what was left to the tip of his cock. Now I trusted Alex… We had been fucking for 3 years at this point and when sex is involved I’m a pretty submissive guy. So without any hesitation he began to sink his fat, cuban, tina laced cock deep in my hole. At first I felt normal. It burned a little but that was it. Within minutes though, the nerve endings in my hole were on fire. All of a sudden my hole was alive. I didn’t care about my cock or anything else. All feeling had been redirected to my beautiful, southern, white boy, corn fed pussy. We fucked and fucked and fucked. Even the showers in between felt incredible. Cleaning out my hole with his shower shot felt amazing. He eventually brought out a different bag with actual clear shards. I ended up with a shard up my hole. Many hours later (who knows), we were still fucking. Thank God he has no problem staying hard on the stuff or cumming. Eventually he had to go to work. I still had not cum and still did not care. I left hungry and very much so awake. I eventually came that night after many hours of jerking off. My nose was sore from the poppers I had inhaled over the past day of fucking and jerking. Finally I was able to sleep. The come down lasted for days and was not pretty, but in the moment and for the many hours of mind-blowing sex (like literally nothing like i had felt before), it was worth it. This happened 3 more times. Haven’t touched the stuff since but I totally would. Don’t care about smoking it. Slamming it intrigues me, but having it fucked into me will always be my favorite. One of the three times I got fisted for the first time ever, but we’ll save those stories for another day.

Steven rubbed the sleep out of his eyes as he tried to awaken. He sat down at the desk in the bedroom and lifted up the laptop as he started to think about his day. He was still a bit sleepy and didn't fully process what he saw in front of him until he read it a couple of times over. His boyfriend, Taylor, had apparently forgotten to sign out of facebook. Steven would not have given it a second look except that two words jumped off the screen at him: poz and fuck. Steven did a double-take and re-read the last few messages that appeared on the screen: Mitchell: You want some cock tonight, my little poz cum slut? Steven: Hell yeah! You better fuck me right. ;-) Steven's jaw dropped as he tried to make sense of the message. Was his boyfriend, Taylor, cheating on him? And was he fucking a guy with HIV? Steven couldn't believe it. He read through the series of e-mail messages and his heart sank as he realized that his lover and "Mitchell" had been apparently chatting and fucking for nearly six months. After reading through some of the messages, Steven was starting to piece it all together. His stomach turned as he scanned through and read bits and pieces. Apparently, Taylor met Mitchell at the club. And, Taylor had constructed a web of lies to conceal his affair. Steven's attention jumped across multiple messages: Taylor: I would LOVE to get fucked by your big dick! Mitchell: You know i'm poz , right? Taylor: I don't care. I want to feel you big dick in me raw!!! Mitchell: Good, because your ass is mine! Steven tried to convince himself that it was just dirty talk; and he tried to believe that nothing happened beyond that. The next message he came across was as informative as it was devastating: Taylor: oh my God! my ass is still sore from two days ago! You fucked me so fucking good! I can't get enough! Please fuck me again soon! Mitchell: hehehe .. yeah, I knew you'd like it. I love pumping my cum deep up your ass. Your soo fucking hot. Taylor: I want MORE !!!! Steven was trying to hold back tears, but could not stop reading through the messages. He scanned for his name, in the hopes that maybe his lover felt some kind of regret; and he continued to try and make sense of why his love of three years would cheat on him, let alone with a guy with HIV. Another series of messages caught his eye: Mitchell: Do you ever feel guilty for cheating on Steven? Taylor: Not really .. I really like Steven. He's really sweet. But, he's so bad in bed; and he has such a tiny dick. Im doing him a favor by being with him. I don't think anybody would stay with him as long as me. Mitchell: Oh, so you just love me for my big cock then? Taylor: Noo ! I LOVE everything about you ! You're perfect! Your face is gorgeous, your body is flawless .. that would be enough. Your huge cock is just a bonus! Mitchell: Good .. you're gonna get some more bonus tonight. ;-) He was so upset, that Steven was trembling. Steven knew that he was "below average" down there. And he always felt a little clumsy in bed. But, he never felt that he was bad in bed. Was he? The realization that Steven was a terrible fuck coupled with a tiny cock raised his blood pressure; and he felt his face heating up as his frustration continued to build. The next series of messages were almost impossible for him to believe. Mitchell: So, do you think Steven realized I was fucking you when you were on the phone with him earlier? Taylor: Nahh .. he had no clue. When I came home, everything was normal and boring as usual. Mitchell : Cool .. that was hott! You were so loud when I was drilling you. I can't believe he didn't catch on. Taylor: I know .. I almost dropped the phone when you started ramming me. lol. Steven tried to comprehend what he was reading. He then recalled the time Taylor called him and "stubbed his toe" as Taylor explained. Steven replayed the conversation in his mind and made the terrible realization of what actually occurred. Taylor was out of breath and in pain, as Stephen recalled. Taylor said he "stubbed his toe" and that's why he was cursing in pain .. "fuck! shit! fuck! fuck!" As Stephen remember the conversation, his anger swelled; but he was surprised to find that his cock was swelling just as much. "How could he talk to me while he was getting fucked?" Steven wondered as he found himself unexepectedly turned on at the thought of it. He contiuned to peruse the messages and came across another exchange that caught his eye: Taylor: Oh fuck .. I had a sticky situation with Steven. Mitchell: ?? Taylor: well, last night after you fucked me, i came home and went right to bed. i was too tired to shower. this morning when i woke up, i felt my boxers were wet near my ass. and mitchell had spooned me when i slept. i checked the front of his boxers and they were all wet. your load leaked out of me as i slept and drenched both mine and his boxers. LOL Mitchell: hilarious! what did you do ? Taylor: I kinda freaked for a moment. then i decided to just pull his boxers down and give him head. i then cleaned up his cum with his wet boxers. i hope you don't mind me rubbing your cum on his dick. lol. Mitchell: LMAO .. well from what you told me about his little loads, sounds like he could use some more cum on his dick. Taylor: haha.. true! damn, i wanna get fucked right now. maybe i'll call in sick to work. Tears streamed down Steven's face. He never felt so humiliated in all his life. Yet, he was also surprised to find out how hard he had become as he read it. He wasn't just upset. He was jealous of Taylor. Clearly Taylor was crazy about Mitchell and his big cock. For a moment, Steven had wanted to know what that felt like. He continued scrolling through conversations, especially wanting to find out why Taylor would fuck a hiv + guy. Mitchell: so, when ru gonna get tested? Taylor: idk .. i don't really wanna know. i mean im prolly poz by now since i've taken so many of your loads. Mitchell: yeah .. could be .. i'm on meds with a low viral count .. but u can still get pozzed. ru cool with that? Taylor: ive thought about it a lot, obviously. but it's a small price to pay for the best fucks of my life. i can't ever stop taking your cock!!! Mitchell: good, i can't get enough of your ass. Steven was so confused. Taylor never bottomed for him. The best Steven could hope for was oral. And Steven felt like a fool for believing the excuses Taylor made up. Apparently, Taylor didn't have gastrointestinal problems like he led on (his reason for no anal.) And Taylor was never into topping. Some of the more infuriating messages were the shortest ones that Steven read. Taylor: FUCK ME SOON! I NEED IT ! I NEED YOUR BIG DICK! CALL ME SOON! Steven realized that he was now stroking his cock as he read through the Facebook messages. He was still upset, but more turned on that he ever imagined he could be by such a discovery. As his excitement began to trump his anger, he continued to quickly scan through messages for more hints of the sexcapades his "little poz cum slut" had partaken. Taylor: I've never had ass to mouth before. That was awesome ! I love having you fill both holes! Mitchell: yeah that was hott! glad i got to cum some in each hole. you deep throat well. sorry i choked you a few times. Taylor: don't worry, i fucking loved that! so much fucking cock in my mouth was intense. i can't decide if i like ur dick in my mouth or ass more. Mitchell: well i'll just keep fucking both like today, then. Taylor: FUCK yes !!! Steven jerked his little cock furiously, now hoping to read more of these indiscretions. Taylor: man, that was crazy! if Steven had woken up, we would have been seriously busted. but that was so fucking hot! Mitchell: i knew you'd like that. next time we should crack the door open while i fuck you in the hallway. Taylor: hell no! LOL .. i'm surprised he didn't hear me moan through the door. it's a good thing you had your hand around my mouth. we shouldn't fuck in my house any more, mitch, unless it's an emergency. ;-) i don't wanna ruin a good thing! Mitchell: yeah, true. i hope he didn't step in any cum the next morning on his way into the bathroom. Steven was close to cumming, but yearned for some more hot sex stories in the messages, and Taylor's inbox was not short on good reading material. Mitchell: so what did you think of Marcus? Taylor: oh he was good .. not as good as you though. I liked that he came first. Mitchell: oh yeah .. it was good to use his cum as lube. Taylor: I KNOW ! i LOVED that. Mitchell: he's in town a few more days. u wanna play some more? Taylor: YES!!! as much as we can !!!! i'll be sore for a month, but i don't care! Mitchell: wow .. you really love poz cock up your ass don't you? Taylor: omg, you guys just know how to fuck! Mitchell: i've got another friend you'll like. he's hung and poz too. Taylor: GIVE ME!!! and let me know if there's anything else u want me to do with you. i'll do anything for you!!! Mitchell: anything?! Taylor: Yes ! ANYTHING ! Mitchell: good because next time i fuck you, i'm gonna piss in your mouth and ass afterwards. Taylor: oh shit, that sounds fucking hott ! Mitchell: you're gonne be leaking my cum and piss out your hole all night. Taylor: i want it! when can i see you next? Mitchell: whenever ur free next , ur mine. Taylor: FUCK YES ! Steven couldn't take it any more, he jerked his tiny dick with wild abandon as he imagined his boyfriend getting pummeled by large cocks and opening his mouth to a load of dirty piss. Within seconds, Steven's tiny load made it's appearance and left a few drips on his lower belly. After a few moments, Steven returned to reality; and felt the shame and anger building once again. Moreover, though, he felt oddly motivated now. He opened a new tab in the web browser and started to post an ad on Craigslist, entitled: Seeking Hung Poz Cock. If you can't beat them, join them, Steven thought to himself.

As the sun peaked through the windows our bottom boy who first seeded Sean when we arrived began to eat the dripping cum from my boy’s hole. Once he had enough cum in his mouth he approached Sean’s head and spit the cum from his mouth into Sean’s right before he kissed him. The two spoke as Sean climbed out of the sling. It was Saturday afternoon and I knew that the baths would be getting a little busy soon. Sean and his new friend exchanged numbers as they dressed and we were off to the baths. Sean and our groups bottom boy, who we learned was named Jonathon, sat in the back seat of my car and made out as I drove us to the bathhouse. I did my best to peak at them as the two young men swapped spit and blow jobs. We arrived at the bathhouse and the parking lot was packed. I knew it was going to be a good night, I just hoped they had a room available. We walked in and found a member of our group working the counter that night. He cut me a deal on a large room as we dropped our clothes off in the lockers and proceeded to find our room. Once in the room I prepared some points for the boys and slammed them up hard. I then did mine and left them in the room as I went to find the dry erase board where I wrote that I had two bottom boys who were taking loads with our room number. I got back to our room to find the boys 69'ing with their limp Tina dicks. I told them to get on all fours and have their asses face the door as I left it wide open. I then proceeded to switch off fucking Sean and Jonathon as guys walked by the open room. It didn't take long for the word to spread and in no time there was a line to fuck the boys. I climbed on the bed near the boys head so that they could take turns sucking my cock as they got fucked. While the action was going on one of the guys who came into the room to fuck asked me if both of them were my boys. I looked up at him and simply answered that they weren't just my boys, but my sons. Both boys looked up at me and I got a smile from Jonathon just before the two kissed and resumed working my cock. I knew about Jonathon’s background, he left home when he was 16 or 17 and began to hustle to survive. I had thought about taking him in before but it seemed a little strange to me until Sean came to live with me. I knew I could get him a job where I worked and help him get off the streets. The boys took a lot of cum that night to where it was dripping from their holes, although I think there was more dripping from Sean’s hole than Jonathon’s. As the crowd began to thin out I knew the time was drifting into Sunday. I asked the boys if they had had enough and wasn't surprised to hear Sean say that he was getting a little sore and Jonathon was eager for more. I got up and closed the door before I rummaged through my bag for the last dose of Caverject I picked up at the party the day before. I had Jonathon lie on his back as I gave the injection to Sean. Sean climbed back on the bed and straddled Jonathon’s chest so that he could feed him is drugged up cock. I pulled out my video recorder (I always took it to partied for just the purpose, to video guys fucking )as I could see Sean’s cock respond as the drug worked quickly. Once Sean was rock hard I notice that he didn't just inherit my gay gene, buy my large cock. Sean moved between Jonathon’s legs where I instructed him to eat his cum filled ass. Sean was quick to comply as he pushed Jonathon’s legs back and lick the cum dripping from his hole. He took a little time to suck some of the cum out before moving up Jonathon’s lean body. As he moved up he positioned his cock at Jonathon’s hole and slid in balls deep. Then he leaned in and shared the cum in his mouth with he adopted, big brother. Sean slowly began to fuck as I asked him if this was his first time topping. He looked at me with a big grin and nodded yes. I could see the pleasure in his face and knew in time these two young, healthy looking boys would be pozzing unsuspecting neg boys around their age. Jonathon was enjoying Sean’s cock working his hole as he looked up and asked if I was serious about him being his son. I told him abso-fucking-lutely. He looked up at Sean and the two kissed again. After the kiss ended it was like Jonathon read my mind when he suggested to Sean that they could play a monogamous negative couple and work to poz them. I could see the wheels turning in Sean’s head he began to fuck Jonathon a little harder causing a moan and grunt to escape from his lips with each thrust. I don’t know if it was the Tina or what, because Sean had good stamina. There were times were Sean would power fuck into Jonathon where I thought he was going to cum. After a good two hours Sean began to pant very heavily and slammed back into Jonathon as it was very evident he was cumming. Sean pulled out and collapsed on the bed as Jonathon quickly moved to clean Sean’s cum covered cock. As Sean’s cock was cleaned I leaned down and kissed my son and commented what a strong orgasm he must have felt while fucking non-stop for a couple hours. Jonathon had a lot more cum dripping from his well fucked ass. Once Sean caught his breath I was surprised to discover that he had dropped more than one load inside Jonathon. Jonathon commented that he could feel Sean’s cock pulse inside him as he continued to fuck. It was approaching Sunday afternoon when we cleaned up and headed home.

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

A cheer erupted as six bodies headed for the tight Filipino cum slut bent over the couch. Cum was dripping down his legs and his own cum was caked all over his cock face and body. The first guy to reach him was a 38 year old Latino, Sextex. He was 5'11 190 pounds, smooth body, decently muscular with a nice eight incher. When we exchanged e-mails, he mentioned he was married and wanted to fuck a tight boy-hole discreetly. He grabbed John's hips and slammed his cock into John's hole in one go. John screamed, but Sextex had only just begun. He pulled his dick completely out, and slammed it back all the way in roughly again, making John scream. He repeated his brutal attack again and again, making John's hole squirt cum back on his crotch with each slam. "YEAH!" Sextex growled as he continued his assault on John's ass. You couldn't really say he was fucking - rather he was repeatedly stabbing John's ass, and John screamed with each penetration. Various guest manhandled John's ass, spreading his muscular ass cheeks to assist in Sextex's attack. I noticed that every time Sextex pulled-out John's hole winked closed less and less, becoming more and more used to the giant rod raping him. Sextex's tempo increased but his stroke length was constant, all-in and all-out, ever time. The speed of Sextex's assault began to make John's toes curl and his head flew back. John's wide open mouth was too much of an invitation to pass up, and a 52 year old guy, Olderbrothertype, pushed his nice seven inch dick into John's open mouth. I'd seen Olderbrothertype at the gym plenty of times. He was a fit stud for his age, 5'7 160-170 pounds, with a nice salt 'n' pepper head of hair. One of those guys who has been fit and healthy his entire life. I'd watch him seduce the gym bunnies for months 'till he was fucking studs in the showers who were twice as fit as was he, or getting blow jobs in the sauna. At one point I watched him fuck a local college lightweight wrestler who simultaneously begged an older daddy to breed him. Good times. Now Sextex was fucking John's open, moaning mouth, and after Bigdog's throat-assault, John was doing an impressive job deep-throating Olderbrothertype's cock every time. Drool dripped down his John's chin on to the floor, his throat visibly expanding when Olderbrothertype's cock passed into his throat. Sextex looked up at the ceiling and began fucking on his toes, his eyes rolled back lost. Cheering erupted as everyone watched John's strong hips and butt cheeks move and tense and relax. He was now more of an expert at milking a dick. Olderbrothertype grabbed John's head and shot a heavy thick creamy load on his cheek and proceeded to rub it all over John'is face. Olderbrothertype looked at me, a smile crossing his lips. "Too hot. Couldn't hold it back" he chuckled. I offered him a beer and seat but he said he had to be at the gym in a few hours. He probably had another boy in mind for later but he paused while pulling out his wallet no doubt thinking that maybe this ass was worth more than the one he had in mind, but I shook my head 'no' saying "You didn't breed him, so its free." He smiled and looked back just as Sextex began to growl loud and long, fucking John's milking ass even harder. Then I noticed that, for the first time, John made a noise that sounded like a girl getting fucked. "Next time then," olderbrothertype said to me "see you at the gym." And with that he dressed and left, the whole time smiling. I went back just in time to watch Sextex pull John's hips up to his crotch, and with a grunt, unloaded inside John's ass. "TAKE ME LOAD BITCH!" he growled. "Fuuuuuuuuck yess" John gasped. Sextex pulled out and asking if I had anything to drink. "Water or beer" I mouthed. He smiled and raised one finger in each hand. One of each. I tossed him a bottle of each, and he deftly caught them, walked over to John's head, saying "Clean the the cum and ass juices off my cock. In fact, clean up my whole crotch from your mess, and when you're done, I'll give you some beer." John complied, licking all around Sextex crotch, lapping up the cum his hole had squirted out on to him. And when it came time to clean off his dick he took a swig of beer. Then Sextex slid his cock into John's mouth, enjoying a liquid, cold blow job. Sextex sipped water while letting John clean and massage his cock, giving me an approving smile. I smiled and made a gestured for payment. Sextex nodded, and setting his beer bottle on John's bobbing head, he fucked John's mouth a bit before giving John another swig. As this was going on, another cock was swiftly fucking John's hole, fast going for the cum. He was 28, 5'8 with a decent 7 incher. He moaned fucking John's and John squeezed with his ass cheeks milking it. The top came within a few minutes, asked for the bathroom and took off without paying. 'Damn', I thought, as I took a swig of my beer, watched him stride through the door, thinking I'd punish him later. I had seen him at my gym, so it shouldn't be hard to deal with the cheap fucker. Sextex cock was hard again and now he was full-on fucking John's throat, no more beer involved. John moaned, obviously loving Sextex's cock. I wondered if he could still taste his ass and all that cum still on it. A 20 year old slim black stud walked behind John's ass and pushed his thick mushroom head into John's hole. There was a audible pop, and John moaned loudly, even while deep-throating Sextex as the same time. Springbreakstud, the black boy, who was about 6'1", 150 pounds, and very smooth, moaned as he sunk the rest of his long 8.5 cock into John, slowly fucked John's hole, apparently enjoying the depth he was reaching. Meanwhile John arched his head all the way back, swallowing more of Sextex's cock. When Springbreakstud pushed all the way in, Sextex got Springbreak's attention, letting him know he had another load coming. Springbreakstud pulled-out, allowing Sextex to flip John onto his back, his legs in the air, his feet on Sextex's shoulders, allowing Sextex to fuck him deeply and quickly. John groaned with every breath. He raised his own arms above his head and began flexing. His body was covered in sweat and he licked his biceps and rubbed his own chest enjoying his sweat and cum-covered body, his tight core showing the lines of where a six pack was beginning to show. About then, for a second time, Sextex unloaded into John's hole, which I assumed, but this time, was somewhat sore. "Thanks boy" Sextex gasped as he caught his breathe. When he regained his composure, he grabbed his wallet and left 200 dollars on the night stand walked-out, fixing his clothing on his way out the door. Springbreakstud climbed between John's legs and continued to fuck his hole, taking up where Sextex left-off, slow-fucking John, who began flexing again, thoroughly enjoying himself. Slimguy took off with Bigdog shortly afterwards. The two had been playing with each other while watching the fuck, leaving $125 between them. As they walked out, another guy, a Latino, 2ofhearts, walked through my front door. The new guy was somewhat short, but sported a very nice 7.5 inch cock. For a short guy, he also had amazingly huge shoulders and was thickly muscled. We walked back in as Springbreakstud was pulling out his cash, getting ready to leave. John lay on the floor, not moving. "He passed out" Springbreakstud said. "Did you cum?" I asked. "Yeah, but he was already sleeping when I did." "You only pay half, then." He handed me two 20s and left with definitely a look of apprehension in his eyes. I walked over and took a careful look at John. He was visibly breathing, and apparently quite tired as he was asleep. "So, what now?" 2ofhearts asked. "Well, you can fuck him, or you can get the fuck out." I replied. He smiled and climbed between John's legs and began to fuck him. John moaned a few times during the fuck session. I grabbed some poppers and forced John to inhale. Of course the poppers woke him up a bit, and he began to respond to the new guy in his ass. Within a couple of minutes 2ofhearts shot a hefty load into John's hole. John smiled broadly and thanked the guy, tweaking his tits. The Latino payed $100 for the fuck and left without saying much, but I assume he was a satisfied customer. John lay there on my ruined rug and stained couch. He looked at me, his eyes half-open. Glancing at the clock, I counted-up the tally - while the 10th guy hadn't shown up, nine out of ten wasn't bad. I walked over to John and pushed my dick up his hole. He moaned softly, "Thank you." "Don't thank me yet." We fucked slowly and softly for awhile. John's legs shivered and shook, mentally and physically beaten down. I was not surprised when he passed out again, mid-fuck, so I carried him downstairs laid him on the bed, securing him to the bed posts. He slept very soundly. It was 6:00 A.M. I showered and then lay down next to his sexy cum and sweat covered body. More to cum