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Hey everybody, I'm glad you guys are digging the story. I've got plenty more where this came from with this storyline if you're into it. Hope you enjoy part 2! So, a few weeks passed after Mr. James fucked me silly in the back of my grandmother’s office. Things returned to normal for the most part, but every time my cock would get hard, I’d think about Mr. James and what he did. Late at night, I would lay in my bunk bed and fantasize about going to the bathhouse with him. I thought about rolling with him and how good it would feel. That always got my hole to twitch. And then there was my hole. Mr. James had called it a pussy, and I’d never really thought of it that way. When he did at first, I was kind of grossed out, but the more I would rub my fingers around it, the hungrier it got to have his cock again, and I thought that maybe he knew more than I did about this. Maybe I did have a pussy after all. But most of all, I thought about his cum. For the whole rest of the day that he’d fucked me, I’d felt it inside all wet and sticky trying to ooze out my battered hole. And when I got home I found my favorite makeshift dildo and went to town smearing his nut as deep inside me as I could get it. I’d always used condoms before, and I was such a stickler about not wanting to catch anything, but during those late night moments in bed, I knew I needed more of his cum shooting inside me. It was just a matter of time. Finally, I worked up the courage to use the number I kept in my wallet. I bit down my nerves, and gave him a call. My heart was pounding, and I sat with my legs crossed to squeeze down my hardon as the phone rang. The other line picked up and a gruff male voice answered. “Uh, Mr. James?” “Oh, hiya, kiddo! How’s the day treating ya?” he said, immediately switching to that oversized cartoon voice he always used with me. “I’m good,” I said, and that seemed to be the extent of the words that would come out of my mouth at that point. “Oh, good, good. Have you been thinking about what we talked about last time I saw you?” “Yessir.” “Ah, well, then I’m glad you worked up the balls to say something. I’ve always said you can do amazing things if you put your mind to it, little buddy.” A shiver went through me when he said this, like some kind of horny premonition. I chuckled softly, but the silence came right back. “Well tell you what, why don’t we make this easy. What are you doing Friday night?” “Nothing.” It was two days away, and my dick ached at the thought of having to wait that long. Mr. James knew what he was doing, though, so I needed to follow his lead. “Good. Why don’t you swing by my place around 7. We’ll get ready and get a little relaxed and see where things go from there, how does that sound?” “Great,” I said, my voice cracking with a bit of relief. I cleared my throat and thanked him. He gave me his address, and we got off the phone. My whole body was flushed with horniness. I’d done it. I was about to do it, try something I’d never thought I would. It was going to be a long wait until Friday. The day finally came, and I made sure I was showered up and as ready for anything as I could have possibly been. I put on a black t-shirt, my tightest white briefs, and my baggiest jeans, and drove to his house. The drive took over an hour, and I was scared shitless the whole way, but there wasn’t much in the world that could keep me from having an adventure with Mr. James that night. I managed to pull up in front of his big stone-worked house right at 7. My legs shook when I got out of the car, and my hands were trembling uncontrollably. I could have called it all off right then, but I took a deep breath and rang the doorbell. Mr. James answered almost right away wearing nothing but a musty looking red jock and black motorcycle boots. I guess I should have realized this before, but he was one hairy guy. His entire 6’1 frame was covered in dark hair, and the jock sagged with the heaviness of his bulge. Right above the waistline on his jock was a tattoo of a biohazard symbol like you’d see in a doctor’s office. It looked so cool! “Hiya, little buddy. Your evening awaits,” he said with a little mock bow ushering me inside. I chuckled and stepped through the door. He had a big living room to the right with several comfy looking sofas and a big coffee table with a weird looking glass pipe on top of it. “Come on, get comfortable. No need to be shy here, kiddo.” He took a hold of my hand and drew me in for a gentle kiss. I melted into him as he unbuckled my pants. I was losing myself in his kiss while he was working my shirt up toward my head. He laughed a bit and pushed be back. “Hold on, partner. Let’s get you undressed and then we can get to business. We’ve got all night.” I pulled my shirt off and stepped out of my jeans and Mr. James let out a gasp. “White briefs? My beautiful boy, how did you know they were my favorite? Let’s just keep those on you. Now where were we?” He pulled me in again, and I opened my mouth ready to take in his big man-sized tongue. He came in close but stopped short of actually kissing me, holding my head in his hand and reaching up to cup one of my boy boobs in the other. I grunted a bit, sensitive about my doughy body. “Mmmm, such a beautiful boy. I love your body,” he said, as he made little circles around my nipple with his thumb. I couldn’t help but blush. No one had ever said that to me before, and I knew I’d do anything I could to make Mr. James happy. At first the nipple play felt just like touching any other part of me, but soon I felt this pulsing building in my nipple and moving straight down to my ass. The more he tweaked and massaged, the more on fire I became. He gave it a good pinch, and I let out a little whimper looking into his eyes that had become like steel. Then he kissed me deep and hard before I could protest, and I felt myself give over to him. After a few minutes, he pulled away. The front of his jock was tented and wet. He took a finger and dabbed at the precum oozing through fabric and brought it to his lips with a smack. “Tell you what, why don’t we go relax a bit and plan out the night.” I followed him over to the living room, where we plopped on couches opposite one another. “Do you smoke?” he asked. “Cigarettes?” I asked, worried about a lecture coming on. Mr. James just laughed his funny cartoon laugh. “No, silly boy. I’m not talking about cigarettes. Have you ever heard of Tina?” I shook my head no. “What does it do?” I asked nervously. I’d smoked pot a time or two, but never anything harder than that “Well, that’s a good question, kiddo. You see it makes everything a little brighter, a little better. You feel a bit like a superhero to be honest, and it makes sex the best thing you’ll ever experience in your life.” “Oh. Oh wow.” “Yes, wow. And what I happen to have here in this very pipe is grade A Tina just for us, little buddy. Tell me, do you want to unlock the pig boy I saw inside you the other day?” I nodded slowly. “Yes. Please, Mr. James. I want you to show me how.” “Ok, kiddo, let me show you how it goes,” he said with his characteristic goofy flair. “This here is a pipe. Now I assume you’ve smoked before, but not quite like this, am I right?” I nodded. “That’s my boy! See you’re already halfway there. Now this is how it’s done. I’m going to light this torch here, and when the crystals start to melt it’s going to get all smoky inside, and that’s where those pretty little bow lips come in.” I couldn’t help but let out a giggle. I couldn’t believe I actually giggled. “Once that smoke gets going I want you to suck in light and steady until I tell you to stop. You got it? Can you do that? I knew you could. Ok, let’s get started.” Just like he said, he lit the torch and the crystals melted. Whispy smoke filled the bowl, and he offered me the pipe. I wrapped my lips around the end and started sucking slowly. I kept going for what seemed like forever, until I was about to burst, when he told me I could stop. I let out a huge cough a giant cloud of smoke. That stuff tasted just awful, but immediately I felt as if I’d found a power up in a video game. I felt stronger, the light seemed brighter, and it seemed like my whole body was humming, particularly my pink little hole. He gave me some encouragement, and we passed the bowl back and forth a few times until I was flying high. He set the pipe down on the coffee table with one of his little chuckles, raised his arms above his head and flopped down into the cushions of the sofa. Both boots were flat on the floor so his bulge was thrust up obscenely, and I had no trouble seeing that he was rock hard. “So, little buddy, how you feeling? Isn’t this stuff great?” He looked at me with what seemed like love and mischief. The Mr. James I’d always known, but so much more. “Oooooh yeaaaaaaaah.” We both laughed, and he adjusted his leaking bulge. “So, you liked it when I opened up your pussy the other day, huh?” My expression changed, and he took notice. “Aw, you don’t like your pretty little hole getting called a pussy? You don’t like your little boy butt getting called a pussy, is that it?” He said playfully, reaching over to my couch to tickle me. “Mr. Jaaaames!” I laughed. “Well that’s what it is, kiddo, a pussy,” he said, leaning back into the super chilled out position he was in before. “A bright beautiful pussy, and I’m going to do everything I can to convince you. Ok?” “Ok, I guess.” “You guess? Do you trust me, buddy?” “Yes,” I said, without a second thought. “Are you willing to do anything I ask? All we want to do tonight is make each other feel good.” He had this intensity that I’d never seen before. His eyes were gleaming. I felt like I was about to sell my soul or something. I thought for a bit. Everything I wanted was just a word away. My senses were reeling. It all felt too vivid to be real, but it was. “Yessir, I’m ready.” “That’s all I needed to hear. I knew you would be just a perfect boy for me, little buddy. I’ve always known since the first day I laid eyes on you when you were a little thing. All you need to do is let go, little buddy. Enjoy the ride, and I promise we’ll have an amazing adventure together." With that, packed us another bowl and laid back on his couch in the reclining position, thrusting out his crotch. “Why don’t you come here and sit on my lap, kiddo,” he said patting his leg. Wordlessly, my ears thumping in my head and my skin all tingly from the Tina, I went over to him and straddled his pelvis. He let his cock loose from his jock, and I felt it thwack against my underwear clad butt. Feeling his dick touch me brought be back to my senses with a shock, and I moaned. I couldn’t wait to get that monster back inside me, stretching me, filling every little bit of me up with cock. “That’s it, kiddo, just let go.” He rubbed his hands all over my body, resting on my ass. Without a pause, he ripped them open, leaving a gaping hole in the back. I moaned and scooted my ass back to get his cock closer to my hole. Mr. James spread apart my lily white cheeks, propped his cock up against my hole and grabbed the pipe next to him. “I don’t think you’re quite ready for my cock just yet,” he said as he lit the torch. “I wanna see you positively fucked up, kiddo,” he said with a wink. I took in a deep hit and felt my hole loosening around his cock, bit by bit. His thick head made an indentation in my sphincter. The smoke lit me up inside, and suddenly all I could focus on was the tightness slipping from my hole and how much I wanted his cock buried deep inside me. “That’s it,” he said. “Good boy. Let the smoke take you over. Let it let you give me that pussy, little buddy. Yeah, open up for Mr. James. Open up real wide.” His head popped in me with a jolt, and we both gasped. He got me to take another big hit, and my head was spinning like crazy. I started to sink down on his cock and he took one of my nipples into his mouth and started slurping. My mouth hung open and I moaned loudly, catching myself, but burying my hole on his 7 inch cock right down to the root. “Yeah, baby boy, that’s it. Let yourself go. Make any kind of noise you want while you take my cock,” he said. My hole was feeling really jittery, and it seemed like Mr. James’s cock was the only thing that could make it go away. I slid up on his shaft so just the head was left inside me and made little swirls with my hips. Mr. James bit down on my tit and I slid all the way down on his shaft. He reach up a hand and began tweaking my other nipple as he sucked, and my hole twitched along with him. My head thrashed around wildly. Out of control. That connection between my nipples and my hole was like a full blown electric current now. I was in a frenzy for cock. For cum. He touched my face with one hand and moved me back to make eye contact. I could barely focus on him, but I saw his big goofy smile and all seemed well again. “Hey, kiddo, look at me. Look at me. There you go. That’s my boy. I think you’re ready now. Show me how much you want me to take over that pussy, kiddo. Ride my cock and show me.” I took in a deep, shuddering breath. Mr. James was right, I did feel like a super hero. A super hero built for fucking. I grabbed at his cock with my hole and rotated my hips. I felt his precum oozing into me, and all I wanted was more. So I raised myself up, sank all the way down and began milking his cock for all I was worth. Root to tip and back again. Mr. James let out a low, unrestrained grunt. “That’s good, baby boy. Show me how much you want my cock.” He wrapped his arms around my waist, and I leaned back into his cock. It stretched me from a whole new angle and for a second I thought I would burst. I felt a sharp pain, but nothing was too good for Mr. James, so I bit my lip and ground into him until all I felt was his cock filling me up. I bounced myself on him, increasing my pace. The more I bounced, the better it felt, and soon I was jackrabbiting myself on his steel hard cock, and he started playing with my titties. “Tell me how much you love your pussy, kiddo. Tell me.” “I love it Mr. James. I love my pussy, and I looooove your cock. Please. Please. Please. Oh, fuck I love my pussy. Thank you for making me feel good. Thank you for—“ He crushed his mouth against mine, and took control. He held me against him and pounded into me so hard I thought my pussy would rip open. I tried to tighten up to protect myself, the ferocity he fucked me with ripped away any control I might have had. Panting there against his chest, I felt a spot deep in my pussy Mr. James was hitting. pleasure radiated from that spot to my whole body, and I felt myself start to shake. Mr. James kept fucking me hard and deep and relentless. “Give it to me. Give me that pussy, baby boy. Give it up.” And I did. The pleasure took me over. My muscles twisted up in knots as our bodies slapped together ratcheting up the tension in my pussy more and more with each thrust until everything holding me back seemed to burst open and I let out a primal yell like I’d never imaged I could make. I held onto Mr. James for dear life as wave after wave of pleasure shot through me. I shook uncontrollably. “Ilovemypussyilovemypussyilovemypussy…” was all I could say. “Let that pussy cum, baby. Just let it happen. This is why you give your pussy to men, because they can make it cum for you. As the waves subsided I felt him flex his cock inside me over and over. What I imagined as a river of precum was flowing right into my pussy, and I couldn’t be happier. I collapsed onto Mr. James’s chest a sweaty mess, and he wrapped me up in is arms, kissing the top of my head. The front of my ripped white briefs were soaked, but it didn’t feel like cum. I reached down to touch myself. It definitely wasn’t cum. “Don’t worry about your boy-clit right now, baby boy. Your clitty hasn’t cum yet. That’s just a fuckload of precum.” I was still catching my breath, and Mr. James held me tight against his chest while I did, making big circles against my skin with one hand. And he never stopped grinding his fat dick into my new pussy, painting my insides with his fuck juice while he made cooing shooshy noises at me. “How did that feel, little buddy, did it feel good?” he said in a low, comforting voice. “Mmmmore please,” was all I could get out since my head was still buzzing so fast. Mr. James laughed really loud and I felt his cock flex inside me. That made me giggle. “Well that was really hot to watch, kiddo. You done good. Just thinking about is making me leak like a faucet in your little pussy right now.” He tickled me a bit, and I giggled some more and flexed my hole around his cock. “I know, I can feel it. It feels soooooo gooooood, Mr. James.” “It does, does it?” “Yeah. Wanna feel you cum in me.” “Oh-ho! Do you now? Well why don’t you lean back, baby boy. Let’s talk for a bit. Here, why don’t you suck on this pipe for a little bit.” “Oh, Mr. James, I don’t think I should. I’m real fuckeded up.” “Ha! I know you are, baby boy. But nearly high enough for Mr. James. You don’t want to disappoint me now, do you?” Of course I didn’t, so I settled all the way down on his cock, brought the pipe to my lips and sucked while he held up the torch. “Do you see this tattoo here, kiddo?” he said, pointing to the biohazard tattoo just above his jock line. “Do you know what it means?” “Biohazard,” I said, and he smiled his big goofy smile. “Biohazard, that’s right. And do you know what it means when a man has a biohazard tattoo, little buddy?” I shook my head no. “Well, it means that he’s HIV positive,” he said in this very school teacher kind of way. I tensed up immediately and let out a big cloud of smoke. It couldn’t be true! This couldn’t be real. I started feeling afraid, so I clenched my pussy around Mr. James’s cock and ground myself against him to make myself feel better. Mr. James just nodded and lit the pipe again. “Now I know that’s a bit of a shock, isn’t it.” “Yeah…” “But you trust me, don’t you?” he said, taking the pipe away. “Of course I do, Mr James. Always.” He took a wrist in each hand and brought my arms down against my sides. “Well then I’m going to tell you a little secret, ok? Ok? Tonight, baby boy, I’m going to give you HIV. Hush! No, no, no, you’re not going anywhere now, kiddo.” He said and held me tight. I couldn’t get away if I tried. “Hey, hey, kiddo, you want my cock don’t you?” I nodded yes. “And you want my cum, don’t you? Again, I nodded. “But you don’t want my HIV, do you?” I shook my head no, tears gathering in my eyes. “Well, they’re a package deal, kid. Do you want my cock?” He used my arms as leverage to impale me even deeper on his thick fuck stick. “Yeeeesss!” I cried out. “Do you want me to pull out? Do you want me to stop?” “No, please no!” “I could if you want, little buddy.” “Don’t do it Mr. James. I need your cock in my pussy!” “Well, ok. If that’s what you want, buddy, I’ll keep my cock in you. But if I do you this favor, then I’m gonna have to coat the inside of that little pussy of yours with my toxic cum, ok? It’s only fair.” I huffed a bit, but in that moment, I needed his cock more than anything else on earth. “It’s only fair, kiddo.” He said in a matter-of-fact tone. “Ok.” I said quietly. “That’s settled then. Now let’s get you into position. Here, get your hands on the floor, but keep your little but propped up on the couch.” I did as he asked. Withdrawing his cock from my ass took a bit of coaxing, but I got into position, ass pointed toward the ceiling and hanging a bit off the couch, while I propped myself up on the floor. I rested my head on the carpet. Mr. James got on either side of my ass and squatted, pointing his dick right at the entrance to my pussy, but just holding it there. “Alright, kiddo. Get that pussy ready to get pounded.” With that, he shoved his entire dick inside me and I let out an animal howl into the carpet. “Yeah, you like my fat poz cock, don’t you?” He said as he mercilessly pounded my pussy. All I could do was let out a long moan that vibrated with the impacts of his thrusts. “You like my cock. It’s better than any cock you’ve ever had in your life, boy, and do you know why?” he said, pushing my lower back to grind my face in the carpet. “Because this is a poz cock, and they always feel better. Don’t they?” I moaned my ascent. “Don’t they,” he said. I twisted my neck around to look at him. “Yes. Yesssss.” “Good, now tell me what you want.” “Your big. Poz. Cock. Mr. Jaaaaaaaaaaggghhhhhhhhh—“ he really started pounding and it co “And that poz cum?” “Gimme your poz cummmmmnnnnnnnn” “Here it cums, baby boy.” He thrust himself into me so hard my face skidded on the carpet. His cock swelled to twice its normal thickness stretching my pussy to the limit. He let out a deep yell and I felt every jet he sprayed my insides with rope after rope after rope of thick cum. I squeeze down to milk every drop. With his cock still embedded in me he pushed me off the couch like a plow and laid himself down on my back. I could feel his cum oozing deeper inside me, and it was the best feeling in the world. “You’re going to be my poz baby boy, aren’t you?” I honestly didn’t know what he was talking about, but as long as I had his cock in my hole, any cock, I would be just fine. “Now what do you think about that bathhouse?” I let out a tired, but excited yay, punching the air with a weary fist. Mr. James laughed. “Great, but first we need to rid of all this nasty hair. You’re too pretty to be that hairy.” I agreed, and my hole twitched in anticipation.

Hey guys, this is my first porn story, so I hope you like it. There's plenty more chem-fueled pigginess in later chapters if you guys are into it. It was the summer after I’d graduated from high school in Dallas, Texas in the early 2000s. I’d come out a couple of years earlier, lost my virginity, and became a bit of a rebel. The thing was, no matter how hard I tried, what crazy color I died my hair, how baggy my jeans were, or how much I sneered and skulked around, I always looked like a sweet, innocent little boy. I looked maybe 15, max, but even that was pushing it. My skin was lily white and covered in freckles. I had curly strawberry blonde hair that grew out to be a big bush on the top of my head, small mouth, and big expressive blue eyes. I stood about 5’9 with a bit of a belly and the remnants of man boobs from growing up as a fat kid. When it came to guys, I had very little confidence at all. But I was horny all the time. All. The. Time. And from reading stories about older guys seducing younger guys on nifty.org, I’d learned that putting things in my ass was a hell of a good time. I’d put any kind of household object up there, tooth brushes, a wooden flute, even a small shampoo bottle once. I’d read all these stories about kinky sex that I wanted to try, but was too scared to look for or really even understand. But I did manage to meet up with a few older dudes for fun, but they didn’t turn out as hot as my fantasies were. So a week after my 18th birthday, there was a death in the family. I wasn’t particularly close to this great aunt, but my family all wanted to go pay their respects. My grandmother decided to leave me behind to run her business where she was the only employee while she was gone, and that suited me just fine. They packed up the car, and I promised to take care of her office, flashing my boyish smile. All was good. On the second or third day of me manning the place, one of her long-time customers came in. His name was James. He was about 6’1 with a lanky frame and salt and pepper hair in his late 30s or so. He wasn’t the most handsome guy, but he’d always been extra nice. I basically grew up in that office, so I’d known him for at least 10 years at that point. And every time I saw him he’d make sure to give me a big hug and would tell me jokes in the squeaky, over-animated kind of voice he had, like an extra from Mr. Rogers or something, but he always made me laugh. That day, I guess he’d been out riding his bike, because he was covered in blue lycra with a nice sized bulge in the crotch that I tried really hard not to look at for too long. I’d never noticed that James had so much going on between his legs before. “Hey, kiddo, how you doing? Where’s your grandma?” “Hiya, Mr. James!” I exclaimed. I called nearly everyone Mr. So-and-so in those days. I told him where she’d gone, but that I’d be happy to help him any way I could. He got this dark, mischievous grin for a second and said, “Oh, gosh, that’s right, isn’t it. I guess I must have forgotten! I’m so silly sometimes.” “You are silly without a doubt, Mr. James.” His voice was like a cartoon character. It was fun to have banter like we did when I was a kid, but I was clearly a grown man at this point. Mr. James seemed to have other ideas. I bristled a bit, but I was determined to prove that I was all grown up now. He demanded a hug, like always, so I got up from behind the desk and gave him one. I tried to be firm and manly to show him just how mature I was at that point, but when he wrapped his arms around me I felt this jolt go through me I’d never felt before. His grip was so soft and comforting. I felt so safe and secure there in his arms. The smell of his sweat and the lycra made my head spin. My breath was a little heavier than I would have liked, but he didn’t seem to want to let go. The hug went on a little longer than it probably should have, but then we settled back into our chairs and struck up a conversation. He was sitting right across from me with his legs spread in typical man stance. I could see the clear outline of his bulge in those blue lycra shorts, and it was making me hot as hell. The conversation was boring small talk, but he kept opening and closing his legs. And every time he did I couldn’t help but look down to watch his bulge shift and flex, and could almost see the outline of his cockhead resting just to the left of his balls. He pretended not to notice and kept the conversation going. But I just couldn’t stop looking at his package, and his dick, it just seemed to keep growing. I started to get a bit nervous, but it didn’t stop me from looking. I found myself just staring openly at the lump moving down his thigh, and the conversation trailed off. I looked up at him all sheepish for a second at having gotten caught, but he just chuckled his goofy little laugh and smiled encouragingly at me. But I was too dumbfounded to move. He looked down at his crotch and back up at me with a look of fake surprise, like he’d pulled a quarter from behind my ear and just discovered it. “Hey, hey! Look at that!” he said. Slowly he reached down, grabbed his cock, and waggled it at me with a playful little smirk. I was frozen in place, mesmerized. “So how long have you been into guys,” he asked the question so casually, but my heat leapt into my throat. “Um…a few years now,” I stammered. “A few years, huh? Well it sounds like you got started early.” “Yeah,” I said, laughing a little. “Have you been with a boy yet?” “Um…well, I lost my virginity at 15. He was 48, though, so not really a boy. And I wouldn’t say I’ve had good sex yet.” “Oh I see. That’s my precocious boy. Exploring what he wants before anyone expected. Have you ever been to a bathhouse?” “No,” I muttered, “I just turned 18 last week.” “Aw,” he said, with a little bit of disappointment, but he gave me this wolfish smile. I couldn’t believe I was being so honest with him. Something about him just made me feel like I could trust him. “Hey, kiddo, have I told you how handsome you’ve gotten?” I just blushed, not sure of what to say. “I mean you’ve always been a very cute little boy, but now you’re beautiful. Has anyone ever told you that?” They hadn’t, and it showed. I couldn’t help but beam at him, and his cock twitched. I flicked my gaze down and saw that his bulge had grown even larger. A wet spot had formed at the tip. My small mouth opened in surprise. James watched me and his goofy smile disappeared. He got serious and quiet. Suddenly he wasn’t the same old silly Mr. James I’d known all these years. There was this darkness to him I’ never seen before. Like he’d been planning to get me into a spot just like this all along, and I thought briefly about what I was getting myself into. “Let’s try something fun,” he said quietly. He got up, his cock now obscenely stretched against his hip. I could see every vein and the thick ridge of his cockhead. Methodically he strutted around the office, closing all of the blinds, his dick wobbling back and forth under the lycra, and I marveled at his transformation, how masculine he seemed, how in charge. I stumbled up from the desk and followed his lead, shutting the door and locking it. He turned to look at me with this sense of purpose in his eyes, like whatever he was about to do to me was inevitable, and I got scared. He checked himself immediately and the goofy smile came back as he flexed his cock. The wet spot got bigger. He spread his arms and did this funny little duck walk over to me that made his dick bob up and down with every lurching step. I couldn’t help but laugh and was immediately put at ease. He’d spent years perfecting the art of cheering me up. It worked every time. He came in for another big hug, his man-sized frame enfolding mine. I could feel his cock throbbing against my stomach. “Hey, kiddo,” he said as his hands slid down to hold my plump ass through my jeans. “How you doing?” “Good,” I stuttered. I was shaking like a leaf. “Goooooood,” he said in soothing tones and moved my hand onto his throbbing cock. It felt firm and full in my hand and I gave it a few little squeezes. He moaned and brought me in for a kiss, my neck straining back to accommodate his height. I felt his tongue pressing against my teeth, which was new for me. Wanting to show him just how much I’d grown up though, I just went with it. His big wet tongue invaded my mouth and explored every nook and cranny. I gagged a bit when he reached the back of my throat, but he just petted the back of my head and held me in place. Soon I was sucking on his tongue like there was no tomorrow. He pried me away and kissed down my cheek to my neck. I let out a little gasp and my whole body went rigid. It was the most amazing thing I’d felt up to this point in my life. And when he began to gently suck and lick, I couldn’t help but moan. Immediately he pulled back and laughed. Putting one of his big, hairy hands gently over my mouth. “I love your pretty little moans, kiddo, but you’ve gotta keep it quiet right now, understand?” I nodded. “Why don’t we go into the back for a while?” he said. And I hastily grabbed his hand and led him back to the little hallway where we had a tiny kitchen to the left, and the bathroom and a big pile of bird seed sacks to the right. He pushed me up against the sink and kissed ravenously. He unbuckled my jeans and they fell to the ground. My cock was harder than it had ever been in my whole life as he squatted down, took off his classes, and yanked down my briefs. My 6 inches of uncut boymeat bounced into the open and, without missing a beat, Mr. James swallowed up my entire cock in his mouth and started slurping away. If what I felt before was good, this was at least a thousand times better, and I bit my lip to keep from moaning. He reached up with his long, hairy arm and clamped his hand over my mouth while he mercilessly milked my dick for every bit of pleasure it could get. I got real close to cumming, I was right on the edge, but he pulled away as quick as he had started. He stood up and tugged me to him forcefully, spitting on his fingers and going in for another deep kiss. His fingers found my pink little boy hole and began gently circling, teasing, as he fucked my mouth with his tongue. His touch was electric on my hole and I moaned into his mouth, thrusting my hips against him. Firmly but gingerly he teased around the outside of my hole, getting each and every one of those nerve endings tickling. Then he pulled back his hands and his kiss and unzipped a pocket in his riding vest that looked to have a little sandwich baggy inside. He put two fingers deeply into his mouth, coating them thickly with spit and rummaged around in the sandwich baggy, covering them in white powder. “What’s that,” I whispered in a scared voice. “Just some special lube to help get you opened up.” ‘B-but it’s powder,” I stammered. “Don’t worry, it mixes with the spit once it’s in your hole, and then you'll start to feel really good.” And with that he shoved his finger inside me. I tried to cry out, but he planted his lips over mine as he wormed his way deeper inside me, stretching out my ring and making himself known to my tender insides. The finger burned like fire, and I tried to pull away, but he had me where he wanted me. My hole winked around his finger with the struggle and he slipped the other finger in and I gasped. My heart started beating faster in my chest, my hole started to loosen, and my horniness got ramped up more than I thought was possible. After a minute his fingers felt like magic inside me, and I unreservedly thrust my cock between his lycra clad thighs. I became acutely aware of his cock throbbing against my stomach and rubbed myself against him. “Hey kiddo, that’s my boy,” he murmured as he stretched out my hole. “That’s it.” All I could think about was how much I wanted his cock inside me. I needed it. I didn’t really like bottoming that much with actual guys, really, but I had to have his cock, and I had to have it right then. I grabbed his cock and gave it a desperate little tug. He laughed and asked if I was having a good time. “Yes, Mr. James.” I said, unintentionally mimicking the cadence I used when I was little. “Oh, good boy,” he said, his cartoony chuckle coming back. “I like that you still call me that. Now do you know what comes next, son?” “No, sir,” I said, but I really, really hoped. “Oh-ho I think you know,” he said, and twisted his fingers even deeper inside me I moaned and he withdrew his fingers. I felt so empty and scared it might be ending. “Why don’t you go get on that stack of bird seed bags, kiddo, and stick out your cute little but for me.” I giggled, and did what he asked. Once I was on all fours on the bird seed, I stuck out my ass and gave it a little shake, and Mr. James let out a low moan. I heard him spit on his hand and felt him move in behind me. He put up one leg on the birdseed next to me and soon I felt the wet tip of his cock moving up and down my crack. My whole body tensed and I stammered out, “D-d-d-do you have a condom?” “Uh-oh!” he said in a sing songy voice and kept rubbing his cock along the crack of my ass sending vibrations through my entire body. My hole was begging for his cock. “I’m fresh out of rubbers, little buddy. Do you want me to stop?” he said, swirling his hips and making my hole twitch and buck. I didn’t answer. “Because I sure will if you want me to, kiddo. Do you want me to?” Still I didn’t answer. “Huh?” he asked, poking at my hole with the head of his cock. “Huh?” he asked going deeper. “I mean…” I trailed off. He broke through the seal of my hole and sunk in deep. All seven inches of his thick cock were buried in me to the hilt, and I could feel his heartbeat through his cock in my stretched out ring. He smoothed his hands around the small of my back and leaned down to give me a kiss right between the shoulders, and I relaxed and let out a big breath. This was Mr. James, after all. He wouldn’t hurt me. “Mmmm, it seems like you might like that, I don’t know if you want me to stop, do you? Gently he made little circles in my hole with his fat cock, loosening me up. My hole burned, but it also felt better than any cock I’d ever experienced. I let out a little yelp of pleasure. “Hmmm, what was that? Did you want me to stop?” he asked, thrusting his hips in even deeper, giving me short little strokes as he ground around inside me. “Do you? Do you want me to stop?” The thrusts grew longer, and I couldn’t keep quiet anymore. “I want to hear an answer from you, little buddy, do you want me to stop, or do you want me to pound your fucking pussy?” I let out a cry of joy, pushing back on him. Trying to get more of this dick that was bringing me into a whole new world of pleasure. “That’s not good enough, kiddo. I said I wanted a fucking answer,” he said and he maneuvered himself so both his feet were on the bird seed bag, it bulged with our combined weight. He sunk his cock in as deep as it would go and leaned over to whisper in my ears. “Now, I want you to think about this and give me an answer like a good boy, okay? Can you do that for me?”. I nodded. “Now,” he said, grinding his cock in swirls, rubbing his leaking cock head against the walls of my ass. “Do you want me to stop? Or do you want me to pound. That. Pussy!” And with those last three words he would pull all the way out and slam right back in. A sound ripped from my throat. “Yes! Yes, please don’t stop!” “Stop what?” he said, back to the slow grind. “Please don’t stop p-p-p-pounding my—please don’t stop pounding my pussy,” I said, unintentionally slipping back into that little boy cadence. He groaned a deep throated groan and softly petted the back of my head. He leaned in close and licked my ear. “Then get ready.” What came next was an unrelenting assault on my hole. He fucked me deep and he fucked me hard, and he didn’t stop. He wrapped a hand over my mouth and pulled my head back so my whole back arched up, exposing my plump, lily white ass for the taking as he thrust in deep over and over. I freaked a bit and tried to buck him off, but he just held me still until I gave in to the onslaught of his cock. His breathing got faster, and his thrusts got more ragged as my hole squeezed at his thickness. “Unnnnh, little buddy, I’m gonna give you my load.” I struggled when he said this. I’d never taken a load before, and I was terrified. I always used condoms. Always. But he had me in a firm grip. His pounding kept going and going and going and I couldn’t stop the waves of pleasure he was forcing through every cell in my body. He let out a strangled cry, thrust in as far as he could go, and I felt his cock spasm over and over again. Wetness spread deep inside me, and my dick instantly got steel hard again. As he collapsed on top of me, the lycra of his riding fest sticking to my back, cock still lodged inside of me, I started to panic. Just like he always did, though, Mr. James calmed me down and we curled up together on the bags of birdseed, spoon style as he gently thrust in, rubbing his cum into the walls of my hole. With the intensity of the moment, I started to sniffle a bit, but he held me tight. “Hey, hey, kiddo. There’s no need to cry. Was that your first load?” “Yeah…” I said quietly. “Well then that was a big step you just took. I’m proud of you, little buddy. Good work. Did it feel good?” he asked as he spread his man cum around my tender insides. “Yeah…” I muttered. “Well then who gives a hot damn, is what I say. You’ve gotta embrace that inner pig I just saw, and I’d love to show you how. It’s nothing to be ashamed of. Here, why don’t we get cleaned up, kiddo.” With that we got up and got our pants back on. Mr. James pulled me in for a big hug and rubbed my back in big circles. “That was a lot of fun today, but there’s so much more I want to show you. Here’s my number in case you ever want to try going to one of those bathhouses we were talking about.” I took the slip of paper he handed to me, and gave him one more hug for the road. “Thank you, Mr. James. That was a lot of fun.” “Anytime, partner,” he said, as he walked toward the office door. “Hey, have you ever tried ecstasy,” he asked? “No, but I’ve always wanted to,” I replied. He grinned that goofy grin. “Well, then, until next time."

I knew what I was getting into. I’d heard of Lawyer John’s notorious parties through the grapevine for years. My friend Con, who was a filthy gossip, pointed him out to me a few times in the nightclubs of Belfast. Lawyer John (our nickname for him) was pretty to miss though given his overall “too-hot-to-stay-in-Belfast” looks and physique. Lawyer John was a suave stunner in his mid-forties, with a gym fit body and expensive tousled “salt and pepper” haircut. He should have been modelling suits for Gucci or something, and not raising the bell-curve for us poor mortals who didn’t have any other option but to stay here in the North, drowning our sorrows as we were that night. Northern Ireland once again performed abysmally in rugby, getting trashed by the All Blacks earlier that day. Con’s favourite pastime, after a few jars, was nodding his head over at some poor trick in the club and divulging all his nasty secrets. Usually they involved Con, a quirky fetish and/or an STI. Con was an old-school gossip and would always start off in his thickest working class Belfast accent with the line “Didja ya see that wee lad there righ? Well…” At this point our posse would be leaning forward wondering what new tale of desperation or filth we were in for. With Lawyer John, Con would always drink deep from his Guinness, nod over at him and then launch into the following tale. “Did I tell ye lads about our friend Lawyer John over there. Mike (this was me) knows, but I’ll tell the rest of ye. Steer clear of that fucker. A right nasty piece of work they say lads. They say he hosts these parties y’see. Where all the A-gays of Belfast go and get gee-eyed out of it on G and E and coke and whatever else you’d be having. No condoms, no fucking sense, and a few prossies hired up from London or wherever. He works over in the courts too, so he should know better. Anyways, the parties always get really fuckin wild, and to hear tell of it, at one of the last ones there was a lad who overdosed. Some fucker up from Fermanagh, still wet behind the ears and looking for his bit of freedom from his mammy and the farm, thought he’d try his hand at hooking. Anyways as the story goes, the lad reacted badly with the cocktail of drugs he was on and it wasn’t till after the party that they realised he was unconscious and had been for about a day or two. It was then that they dropped him outside the Pipeworks sauna and called the police. Kid nearly died. Seemingly was left with some nasty nerve damage too. And that kid…” and Con leaned in here, building suspense, “is none other than Ugly Eoghan!” I’d heard it before so chuckled to watch the looks of incomprehension on our mates as they tried to fit the pieces together. Lawyer John was some jet-setting executive who probably had a sea of hot accountants who wanted him to write off their “bad debts”. Meanwhile Ugly Eoghan was the odd drunk that’d turn up outside the Kremlin as the crowd turned out in the early morning, trying to chat up the very, very drunk twinks outside. He worked the “going-home” crowd, cause he’d been barred from every gay establishment between here and Dublin. He was only in his early thirties, but had such a way with him that he looked at least ten years older and while there was nothing necessarily disfigured about him, he had a constant stoop, squinted eyes and a perpetually sneering mouth, so you couldn’t help but be repulsed by him. To think that this gay “character” had been created by the beautiful and sophisticated Lawyer John was a good yarn, but none of us really believed it. Sensing our disbelief, Con urged us “it’s true honest! Ugly Eoghan’s life wasn’t always the car-crash you see outside the chipper on a Saturday pawing at the twinks. But seemingly Lawyer John has high connections, and got the whole thing hushed up. The police, the other party-goers, even the sauna staff, everyone was hushed up”. We nodded as Con knocked back the rest of his Guinness and looked to see who was getting the next round in. He always got a bit conspiracy-ish after a few, talking one minute about chem-trails, and the next about how the fluoride pumped in Irish water was to keep people passive. A nudge knocked me out of my reverie. It was my round. I waited at the bar for the hot new barman Sven to get my drinks. Seemingly he had to learn how to replace a keg or something, but you’d forgive a white blond Nordic god a lot for a flash of his dopey smile, so I pulled out my phone and checked my apps. Grindr and Scruff were disappointing as usual, though my profile didn’t invite a lot of comment – it was just a torso like all the rest of them – showing off my six-pack from two years ago, which had since gone into a small hibernation. Not that most tricks minded. None of them looked quite like their photos either, and as long as I wasn’t, well, ugly Eoghan, and I shoved all nine inches of my cock into them, I heard no complaints. The only messages I had was from this hot nurse Gavin who I always had a great back and forth with, but who always chickened out of all the dates I suggested, to the point where I gave up trying. Sometimes I was in the mood to flirt with him, knowing it’d have no effect, but not today. Sensing someone pushing past me for a newly opened gap at the bar, I moved to let the guy settle in beside me. I did a very subtle double-take when I realised it was the devil himself – Lawyer John. He didn’t even notice me. He still had his head turned, taking drink orders off of some tall muscle-bound blond who’d be perfect as an extra in any World War 2 film, yellow blonde where Sven was white. I took the time to properly study the Lawyer-man up close. God, he was gorgeous. He’s one of those guys who looks so much better as a 40 year old than he ever would have as a 20 year old. His tailored shirt opening to show a defined lean body and sculpted lines across his collarbones, up his neck and in his deep dimples as he laughed at something the Aryan giant said. I waited for the polite “eye-contact” nod that in Ireland passed for “thank you for giving me space at the bar”, but the lawyer studiously turned forward and blanked me. Pfft. Whatever. I guess if you don’t look like you breathe the same rarefied air as these little gods, you may as well be invisible. I then heard the distinctive message tones from Gay-Romeo beside me. I looked over, and sure enough, Lawyer John had his phone out too. I guess little gods need a bit of help looking for love too. I noticed he was mostly scanning an app with a black and orange design. I leaned over a little further. It was called “BBRT” or something like that. I then heard the Sven clear his throat “Ah Mike, jour drrinks” “oh right, cheers Sven!” A few drinks more with the lads at the pub, then at Con’s house and eventually we’re all calling it a night. It’s proper late, by the time I’m back in my flat near the university, like 6am. I clumsily broke the laptop out and looked up this BBRT website. Bareback Real Time Sex, it said. I gulped a little. I’ve not usually been one for bareback – topping’s the same to me if I top protected or not, so I always chose the former. Up until this point I’d never successfully bottomed, with or without a condom, so I saw no attraction in barebacking. However, Lawyer John was on it, and who knew, maybe he was only a click or two away. I could beat off to some pics of him, no harm, no foul. I read through the usual preamble with starting an account, and then once I’d verified my email and put up the bare skeleton of a profile (Newry9inch), I got to seeing who was online in Belfast. This was a very different pool to the Grindr/Scruff guys. There were a few kinky bastards who revelled in anything pain related, a few kids that had the title Bug-Chaser in their profile and then me by the looks of it. Noone else was online. I went back to filling out my profile, deciding to put up a cock pic as my main profile pic (it wasn’t as if I was looking for friends or gym buddies on this site). Then after a bit more thought I added a headless nude shot and an over-the-shoulder arse pic. “Fuck it!” I thought and headed to the bathroom. When I got back, I was in luck. My inbox had three more messages from three different guys – not just the welcome bot. The first was a proper daddy type who wanted to spank my ass for being up so late. I chuckled, and politely declined. The next was from a blank profile online asking “u into scat?” I once again replied “cheers, but definitely not my thing. All the best”, cause I may be many things, but I always answer people, so there’s no ambiguity. I’m a motherfucking gentleman! The last was interesting. It was another blank profile “northernlights”, this time asking “u into pnp?” Now I won’t lie. I love me a bit of rolling with molly or speed-pumped sex, so this had my slut-senses tingling – could this be Lawyer John? I answered “could be. Why?” And waited… About half a minute later I get a reply. “We’re looking to score” and a link to a webpage within BBRT. I clicked through the link and it directed me to an expired party page from earlier that night– some sort of group page that BBRT did for people arranging group meets – wow BBRT really knew their audience! This page had the description “Party – Titanic Quarter for titanic men”. I snorted at that. The blurb below was written as if a size queen on meth – detailing all the types of men who could apply (a very select few) and all the guys who couldn’t. To be honest the description was a turn-off. One of those impossibly high standard parties that I wouldn’t dream of trying for after a few rejections earlier on in life. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I feel pretty hot – I rock the slightly rough/scruffy, three-day stubbled scally lad look, but I would never fit in with the built Abercrombie and Fitch crowd. My body was lean and I was an in-shape lad especially for my job (a journalist for a less than reputable paper… ok so, a tabloid journalist – it paid the bills) but I’d never have this party’s required “defined muscles” or “less than 5% body fat” (I kid you not – that’s what they wrote). The rest of post summed up that a group party had been organised (about 6 hours earlier) for the A-gays of Belfast. Good-fucking luck to ‘em I thought! I saw my inbox had another message and clicked it. Northernlights again. “u know any dealers?” I chuckled and then remembered something. Looking to my chest of drawers in the middle of the room, I pulled out my sock drawer and fumbled at the back. I pulled out my old metal tea-box that had my weed and the makings of my joints in, a few pills, and also… at the bottom… …Eureka!.. I found the bag of MDMA that my mate’s sister’s boyfriend’s friend left behind at a houseparty a year back. The lad went mental looking for it afterwards, but cause he was a dick I didn’t call him up a week later when I found it behind the coal bucket. It was about 10-15g of product, but I’d tried it, and maybe cause it’d be been left out somewhere humid, or maybe cause it was it was just a shit supply, but it did nothing for me. But there was enough here for a trade. Maybe I’d get some money for it finally? I messaged back. “None that are awake right now. My usual guy’s disappeared too. I’ve a bit of my own supply - MDMA here (10-15g), dunno how good it is, if you’re desperate? J” (Was the smiley too much?) Northernlights was quick to reply “Yeah would be up for that - could buy it – where u? Could send taxi round? We’re in X” Obviously I’m not gonna reveal where exactly the guy was – but it was a very swanky part of town. Northernlights sent me on details of the place and then signed off – “…Thanks lad. See you soon” No name. But honestly considering we’d just agreed to perform a crime online I could understand that. Nice one! I was gonna finally sell off my old stash and at least see what the inside of one of these exclusive parties looked like. The taxi came round 15 minutes later. I was barely out of the shower and into my cleaner pair of going-out trackies when I heard my phone go off. I grabbed my whole stash box and all the way there I was full of nervous jitters. I kept thinking I was going to end up at some weird “eyes-wide-shut” masked party. The apartment building was one of the very modern ones that went up as part of the Titanic quarter’s refurbishment after the peace agreement. I remember seeing it being built and even then thinking I’d never be able to afford living in a posh place like this. I rang the apartment bell. Elocution lessons answered; “Yars?” “Um, this is ahem, Newry….” “Oh roight! Yars yars, push the door when it buzzes” I made my way up. On the way up I kept formulating and reformulating the plan. See how much they were willing to pay to keep their party going. Get a good look around to see how to super-hot live and try to see a few fucking, to fill the wank-bank. Get them to order me another taxi. Would they stretch to a pizza too? Oh, but how to make sure this wasn’t an elaborate police op? Wasn’t that entrapment? Did that law even apply in Belfast? Better make sure to get them to do a line for free first. I got to the door. I rapped gently on it. No answer. I was about to ring the bell when the door opened and there in a red and grey silk dressing gown stood Lawyer John. A-Gay of Belfast numero uno! “Newry9inches?” he said, smiling at me, showing those dimples. Those goddamn beautiful dimples! I nodded mutely and he waved me in. He muttered something about doing business upstairs in his room as I looked around the split-level apartment. There were bags and clothes on most of the chairs and couches in the main entrance hall-cum-living room. The floor plan was pretty open and segued from living room to foyer to kitchen (which was divided from the rest by an outjutting counter) all across the entire lower floor. There were some shadowy figures in the extremities of the kitchen and living room, but before I could better make them out, John beckoned me up his stairs (solid oak beams projecting from the wall, no banistair, very swanky!) I clambered up behind him, getting glimpses of his very tan, very developed gym-toned legs, to come out on a long corridor landing. Everything was ivory tones and expensive looking. There were about four doors off the corridor – two guest bedrooms, the main bedroom and main bathroom. As we went into the main bedroom I saw the entire outer wall was one plate window giving a fantastic view back over Belfast City. The bed was massive and recently used and there was an en-suite bathroom to the left. John sat down on the bed and looked expectantly me… “The MDMA?” “Oh right, yeah let me just get that out” and I walked over to the desk. He followed behind me as I lay the bag of white powder on the table. I saw the remains of some other lines of powder there and a credit card. I turned to him. “Um, don’t take this the wrong way, but cause I’m not used to, um, normally, ever doing this, and how do I know this isn’t some police sting?” He laughed a rich baritone laugh at that and said something about the differences in UK and American law, and that he’d asked me to bring over with me to sell, which indeed would be a form of entrapment. He then smiled and said, “but if it makes you feel better, I can do a line in front of you now?” I nodded, and he took the bag from me and poured some out. Crushing it with his credit card he asked me to roll up a twenty-pound note as he scraped together four short lines. When he pulled back he waved me forward to do the first two lines – oh right – I weirdly hadn’t expected to be doing the MDMA in front of him, but fuck it. I ducked down, snorted them up and passed the twenty. Squeezing and pinching my nose I looked over as he rose from his lines. “So do you wanna sit down for a bit, to see if it kicks in?” I asked. He nodded toward the bed, snuffling back all the powder. I sat down on the edge, he sat beside me. “I think I saw you out earlier” I mentioned. He nodded. “Mike here by the way” “Simon here” he replied, extending his hand for a handshake and smiling. I started to feel something in the back of my brain, but I was never great with MDMA. “I think I’m feeling it” I mentioned, “but it’s always a bit odd for me, how about you?” I asked. He was raising his half-shut eyes and muttering to himself… Yeah he was definitely feeling something. “Oh yars Mark” “uh it’s Mike” “Sorry Mike. Yah I’m feeling it – that is …some good stuff you have”. He looked at me. His eyes were massively dilated. We said in unison “wow your eyes…” and trailed off and chuckled. I looked at this guy who only hours before had seemed a part of the frosty impenetrable A-gay elite rubbish of Belfast, and yet here we were now, bonding. It was beautiful. I felt Simon and I were having a special time outside of time and that I could suddenly confide totally in him. “You should laugh more dude, your dimples are gorgeous” He smiled at this, and replied, “you’re pretty cute yourself dealer-man” I got a cheeky thought “what else can you do to prove you’re not a police officer?” His deep chuckle was adorable. “Well what would you like me to…” We got cut off by a knock on the door, the en-suite door. “Hey Si, are you still with that dealer guy?” The door opened and a tall pale guy with jet black hair stepped in. He was wearing a towel around his waist and had obviously come from the shower. His body definitely fit into the 5% body fat category. I think I could have seen him on a Men’s Health magazine or something – he had a familiar look about him. Every random Latin-named muscle was on display and some new ones too I think. “This him?” he asked Simon. “Yeah, this mmmmm here is…. Mark..no Mike! This is Iain” Iain smiled and extended his hand to me. “Not named after the Reverend I assure you.” I laughed and still felt very odd to be shaking everyone’s hand at a sex party. He then turned to look back at the desk. His back was just pure sculpture. I looked over to see Simon/Lawyer John smirking at me, catching me ogling the beefcake mere metres away from me. I giggled and nudged him. Yeah ok maybe the MDMA was having an effect. I’d missed Iain’s request “What now?” Iain repeated himself “Is it ok if I sample a line or two” “Be my guest,” I sorta slurred out. Iain bent over the desk to crush out a line’s worth. I was looking at Simon. He had mischief in his eyes. “Iain” Simon called, “I need to prove something to Mike here” and reached over to his towel-covered ass. Tugging on the towel as Iain crushed his line, Simon succeeded on pulling the towel off, revealing Iain’s pale magnificent ass. Iain barely reacted, engrossed in his task. The twin globes were just that right blend of smooth and bubble-butt, spreading down into two tree trunks of thighs. A real rugby player physique! Oh shit, now I knew where I’d seen Iain before. He’s Iain the rugby player! The gay rugby player Iain Hawkins! He was the prop-forward for the Northern Irish team who’d recently come out and had all his family support him in the papers, and his… boyfriend! I watched him earlier today get trounced by the fuckin Kiwis! My tabloid journalist was itching at the size of the scoop I had in front of me. Belfast A-Gay number 2, Iain Hawkins prop-forward for Northern Ireland, showing me his incredibly fuckable ass, while doing Class A drugs. Another part of me took over as I refocused on that ass. “Mike” Simon called back to me, “I’m gonna do something I’m pretty sure no undercover cop would do” and with that licked a finger and started to pull Iain’s ass-cheeks apart. Then exposing Iain’s pink rosy hole, he guided the lubed finger into Iain’s hole. Working it in quite quickly I figured Iain had already been fucked this night. Simon replaced his finger with his tongue as he got up properly to rim his friend. I heard Iain groan in appreciation and follow it with one quick snort. I was rubbing my cock through my grey tracksuit bottoms. Simon winked at me and looked to my growing bulge. “Looks like your username wasn’t lying” I smirked and coyly asked “do you want to check for yourself?” as I stood up, raising my crotch to his head height. He used his free hand to snag my tracksuit bottoms down exposing my navy blue jockstrap and jutting nine-incher. Simon mouthed a “wow”, as most guys do. It’s not just nine or nine and a half inches, it’s also quite a thick girthy cock which often a lot of bottoms can’t work with – they think they can, but their eyes are too big for their asshole. Simon got to work, pushing the jockstrap pouch to the side and freeing my monster. As he started lapping on the underedge of my cock, I reached over and started rubbing Iain’s ass cheeks. Iain took another snort and wriggled his ass in appreciation, or at least that what I took his ass-wriggle for. Unopposed I moved both my hands to cup Iain’s ass, kneading and massaging, rearranging our trio so that I could bend over to rim Iain while still giving Simon clear access to my cock. Iain’s hole tasted beautiful. You could tell that the cunt has been used, I could even detect some cum that hadn’t been fully washed away. Damn right I’ll admit I look for a good sloppy-seconds ass when I’m whoring myself round. I steer the fuck away from virgins and twinks. Fucking a cum-dump’s ass where it’s cold and virginal on the outside, but hot and juicy at the core… mmm my version of heaven. After a few minute of rimming and sucking – Simon sure loved sucking my cock and I was feeling a little more adventurous. I was alternating my tongue and my two left fingers, playing Iain’s ass like a fiddle. Iain pushed his juicy orbs again back at us, Simon pulled off of me to come beside me and watch as Iain started twitching his ass. I kept a grip on his ass shoving my left thumb inside him. Simon grabbed and turned my cheek and we stared intensely into eachother’s eyes. Simon took a step closer and asked, “would a policeman do this?” and grabbed the back of my head pulling me in to a full-on kiss. Our tongues were running against eachother, his spit, my spit. As I kissed him passionately back I felt his robe fall open and felt my cock bounce and joust with his thick 7 incher. Every bit of his body was tan, including his cock. I ran my right hand up and down his defined body, running over each muscular ridge – I kept asking myself, was this really happening? I looked down to pinch myself and could see a pearl of precum had started to drip off of his hooded shaft. I started to bend my knees to lick up every drop from his precum-dripping cock – I love a dripper! However Simon held me back and wiped his steady precum flow onto my own spit slicked member. After milking himself this way for a bit, he grunted up at Iain, “look back for a second Iain” Iain, minor sports celebrity, minor gay celebrity for the UK had recently done a fashion-spread for GQ magazine with his boyfriend. Yet right then he was currently sporting just a white powder moustache and a smile. He looked back over his shoulder at my proud nine-incher slick with Simon’s juices, as Simon tapped my cock against his twitching hole. “Oh yeah Mikey, shove that gorgeous stick into me” All thoughts of his boyfriend evaporated, all my thoughts of safety evaporated, I needed those ass-pussy lips on my poor naked cock and I needed it now! Ok yeah, the MDMA was definitely working at this point. I didn’t wait for a second request and shoved my tool deep in that slut’s hole. And what a fucking hole, it was a prime hole – medium rare/pink on the outside, juicy yet well done on the inside. I was a bit worried Simon’s precum wasn’t enough lube, but Iain already had a least two loads in him giving my cock the lovely cream covering as I churned that gut-butter up. I gave that rugby player a fucking penalty, conversion and a try. In fact I lost myself so much in pounding that perfect white arse's hole I didn’t notice Simon was gone. He had gone around to salvage the MDMA. It seemed I ploughed Iain a bit too heavily and now the prop forward had it all over him looking like some Japanese Geisha or some shit. “Oh shit dude, you’re gonna get so fucking high” I laughed, but I didn’t stop pounding him.

Cody’s Weekend at Home Although Cody was only a junior in high school, he was already 18. His father held him back from starting school so that he would be a year ahead of kids his age. His father was an all-star high school wrestler who was a state finalist all 3 years he wrestled varsity. He knew that if Colt started a year later he’d have a good chance to be a four time state finalist and maybe state champion. Cody stood 5’8” and normally weighed 135 to 140 pounds but was able to cut his weight down to wrestle in the 126 pound weight class against kids who would probably be younger and less experienced. He had a good muscular build from years of weight training and good nutrition. His father’s genetics didn’t hurt. Cody started wrestling the age of 7. He found that he liked the body contact he had with other guys and soon found that he was stimulated by this contact. He would throw wood easily and soon found himself jerking off to wrestling videos. When he got to high school he figured he was gay and kept pretty much to himself occasionally dating a pretty girl. His senior year he noticed that the student trainer assigned to work with the wrestling team was watching guys shower. Cody bust the kid when he was watching him shower and exploited this to his advantage. It didn’t take much to get the kid to suck each other’s cocks. Cody always took his time in the shower and made sure he was the last one there with the student trainer so that they could mutually suck each other off. Cody wanted to do more but the student trainer was reluctant to try. When his parents had to go cross country for a wedding as the state tournament was approaching they decided to let Cody stay home alone. The team had their last match before the tournament on a Thursday night giving the team 2 weeks to prepare for the opening round. Cody’s parents left that Friday morning and Cody figured he’d check a few things out in the city that night. At the end of practice on Friday the coach gave them the weekend off. There were a couple places in town where he might meet someone to play around with and he soon found himself outside one of the local gay bar. He sat on the hood of his car watching guys as they went inside. Paul was walking down the street. Cody noticed Paul when he was a block away from the bar. Paul was over 6’ tall (coming in at 6’2”) with a lean muscular build (around 180 pounds). Cody guessed him to be in his mid 20’s as he kept his eyes on this stud as he came down the street. When Paul got closer he noticed the young stud looking him over and instead of heading inside the bar he walked up to the kid sitting on his car. Paul looked the kid over and asked, “Are you going inside or are you just going to sit there and look pretty?” Cody answered, “I’d love to go inside but I’m only 18. Is there any place we could go and have some fun?” Paul could tell that Cody was looking for some fun and made a suggestion, “I live close by, we could go there and I’m sure we’ll find something fun to do.” As they began to walk towards Paul’s place they introduced themselves to each other. Paul lived a couple blocks from the bar and soon were at Paul’s building. Cody followed Paul up the stairs and soon they were alone in his apartment. Paul said, “Make yourself at home Cody.” As Paul kicked off his shoes and walked over to the fridge. Cody kicked off his own shoes and soon he was sitting on the couch. Paul called out from the kitchen, “Can I get you anything to drink?” Cody answered that he didn’t drink alcohol since he was still in training.” As Paul returned to the living room he turned on the TV and asked, “What are you in training for?” Paul already had porn playing from his computer that he had hooked up to all his TV’s. While Cody watched the porn on the TV he let Paul know that he wrestled and Paul told Cody that he played baseball when he was in high school and college. Cody could tell Paul was a jock from the way he carried himself. That really turned Cody on and he was sure that Paul was turned on as well from the apparent bulge in his jeans. Paul asked cody, “Hope you like porn.” Cody was transfixed on the porn as he nodded in the affirmative. The porn was all bareback as Paul began to hope he could breed this jock. Cody then noticed a funny looking glass pipe sitting on the coffee table as Paul was rejoining the young jock. He said, “This is a strange looking Marijuana pipe.” Paul laughed and let Cody know, “It’s not a Marijuana pipe it’s a Tina pipe.” Cody had a puzzled look on his face as Paul took the pipe and said, “I’ll show you how to use it if you’d like?” Paul then took out a small baggie and put a couple rocks of Tina in it then lights his torch and held it to the bottom of the bowl. Cody watched in amazement as the bowl filled with smoke just before Paul slowly inhaled the smoke into his lungs. Paul held his breath for a second then blew the smoke out. Cody was intrigued and when Paul asked if he’d like to try it he didn’t hesitate with “Fuck yeah. Is it anything like pot?” Paul responded, “It’s better than pot.” Paul held the torch to the bowl and the smoke began to quickly fill it as he told Cody, “Now slowly inhale and hold your breath till I tell you to let it out.” Cody did as he was told and held his breath. Paul purposefully had Cody hold the Tina in longer than he himself had as he had the pipe ready for another go. He had Cody exhale and then inhale a second breath from the pipe. After the 4th time Cody was starting to fly as Paul wanted him too. Quickly the two began to kiss as they continued to share the pipe and before long Paul was ready to give Cody a shotgun. Cody was familiar with shotgunning a joint. Paul explained in detail how he was going to do a deep drag of the pipe then as Cody inhales the smoke from Paul as he exhales while they share a kiss. Cody was game and soon they exchanged a few shotguns as they passionately kissed. It didn’t take long till they both found themselves only wearing boxer briefs. Paul’s cock was rock hard and dripping. That was probably more due to the Viagra he took shortly after they returned to his apartment then the stud he was with. As the 2 jocks kissed Paul paused to ask Cody, “What do you want to do?” Cody answered, “I’m in your hands Paul.” Paul got an evil grin on his face as he led Cody to the bedroom. On the way he asked, “Are you enjoying the Tina Cody?” Cody answered “Fuck yes, it makes my body tingle.” Once they were in the bedroom he kissed Cody and excused himself. He returned with a 250 cc syringe filed with (what Cody could see) was a clear fluid. Paul let Cody know, “If you enjoyed smoking Tina I think you’ll love slamming her.” Cody had a puzzled look on his face, “Slamming?” Paul explained, “Yes, injecting it directly into your vein. It’s awesome and if you think your body tingles now, just wait.” Cody was a little apprehensive as Paul said, “I’ll do myself first then you, ok?” Cody seemed a little more interested. Paul described in detail what he was doing as he wrapped a piece of rubber around his left bicep, took an alcohol prep and wiped a prominent vein, stuck the needle in and pulled back the plunger to register a flash of blood. Paul added that he’s very good at this since he’s a nurse. Paul then slowly pushed the plunger down about 1/3 the way before he pulled it from his arm and replaced the cap. He then held a cotton ball over where he had just injected himself, put his arm over head and with his teeth pulled the rubber from his arm. Paul let out a couple coughs as Cody could see his cock begin to leak big time. Paul leaned over to Cody and kissed him as he was feeling his rush. When the kiss broke Paul told Cody “It’s now your turn” trying not to give Cody a choice or opportunity to back out. Cody seemed a little nervous but was transfixed as Paul applied the tourniquet, found a good vein he never noticed that Paul was using the needle he just used on himself. Paul hit the vein with expertise he had as a nurse, registered the flash of blood and emptied the rest of the syringe into Cody’s arm. As the needle was withdrawn Paul was sure to let Cody know “You will feel a warmth rush into your chest, you might feel a slight difficulty breathing for a brief second as you cough out hard. Your heart will begin to beat really fast as a ringing might be heard in your ears.” Paul put a cotton ball over the injection site as he put Cody’s arm over his head then pulled the tourniquet off. Cody felt the warmth as was described as he suddenly coughed out hard. He heard the ringing in his ears as his heart began to beat really fast. As the rush washed over his body Paul helped him lay back as he climbed on top of the rushing twink and kissed him deeply. When the kiss broke Paul was sure to ask, “How are you feeling Cody?” Cody responded “OH FUCK, WOW!!! This is FUCKING awesome!” Paul returned to kissing Cody and quickly both jocks lost the last little bit of clothing each were wearing as their boxer briefs ended up on the floor. Paul was rock hard and his cock was still dripping as Cody’s cock was very sensitive but he was very limp. Cody asked, “Why are you so rock hard and I’m so soft?” Paul let Cody know, “That’s how Tina is, some get rock hard and some get very soft.” Quickly Paul maneuvered so that they were in ‘69’ position and quickly Cody was devouring Paul’s cock as Paul licked and sucked Cody’s limp tool. Quickly Paul moved his mouth and began to eat Cody’s hole. Cody had never been rimmed before and quickly asked “What are you doing?” Paul responded, “Haven’t you ever been rimmed before?” Cody quickly admitted, “The only thing I’ve ever done was suck and get sucked.” Paul moved so that he could pay complete attention on eating Cody’s virgin hole as he readied it for his hard cock. He worked to get it nice and sloppy wet as Cody writhed and moaned. He knew that he would be inside this jock bare and breeding him in minutes. As Cody’s began to open up and get nicely lubed he knew it was time. He began to kiss and lick his way up Cody’s body making sure to pay attention to the twink’s very sensitive nipples. As he moved up he was sure to aim his hard cock towards Cody’s hole. Paul knew how to position his cock so that it would slide right inside. Paul was staring deeply into Cody’s eyes as the tip hit home and Paul took Cody’s virginity. Cody moaned out as Paul bottomed his 8” balls deep inside his hole. He stroked Paul’s face as the two kissed and Paul began to slowly fuck away. Cody wrapped his legs around Paul’s slim waist as he felt Paul piston in and out of his hole. Since Paul was still rushing he knew he would cum quickly then be ready to really pound away at Cody. Paul felt his balls begin to boil and knew the strong orgasm would be upon him soon. He took a couple long strokes and grunted as his cock spewed out a huge load of his poison seed. Paul knew between the shared point and the load inside Cody would most likely get the fuck flu within a few weeks. The two kissed as Cody commented, “I know you just came, I felt your cock twitch inside me and I think I felt your load.” Paul kissed Cody again and let him know, “Yes I just filled you with a big load of my cum.” Cody never began to worry, he knew the implications of what had just happened and what it could mean and as he looked into Paul’s eyes he knew the answer to the question he had on his mind as Paul pulled his still hard cock out of his ass. Paul maneuvered Cody into doggy as he mounted the twink from behind. He slid his hard cock inside and began to slowly build up speed to where he was pounding away at Cody’s hole. Cody felt every thrust as his prostate was hit. Paul knew that Cody would learn to be a bottom cum dumb and Paul hoped that Cody would want more Tina. Cody was fucked in every position possible as the two shared another slam. It was mid day on Sunday when Cody finally left for home. He was very satisfied at what he had done that weekend and asked Paul “Can we get together again after the state tournament is over in a few weeks?” Paul answered “Fuck yeah! Would you like to meet some of my friends?” Cody answered “Fuck Yeah!”

It's been a while since my last story but I've had this one on the back burner for a while.... I’d like to tell you all a story. As some of you will know from my previous posts I’m a nasty fucker but recently I started to notice the missing of something in my life. Well I was on scruff one day when I got a match with a very hot guy not too far away. Thinking what the hell I wolfed him and unlocked my pics. Soon we were chatting discussing fantasies etc. Turned out he was into pup play, something I’d been intrigued by for some time. What was better was he was also into partying! Well having just got some really good T and G I decided what the hell, booked a hotel in his city and got on a train, instructing him to meet me at the station when I got there. The train journey seemed to last forever, God I wish I drove, but soon I had arrived. I won’t say the name of the city except it’s in the north of England. As instructed he was awaiting me on the platform and looked even hotter than his photos. I was going to enjoy this! Soon we had arrived at the hotel, after having made small talk during the taxi ride there. As soon as we got into the room he was straight onto me kissing me hard. Now I’m 95%top so I’m not used to the other guy making the first move but this was hot. We stripped and prepared our rigs,.35 for him and .30 for me as I’m still new to slamming and a nice dose of G for both of us. Now one thing I can’t yet do is slam myself so I entrusted this to him, making sure to first of all take my kemagra tab. When the rush hit I felt amazing. Soon I had my dick buried in his throat facefucking him hard. “Up” I commanded pointing to the bed, “present”, he got on all 4s and soon I was rimming him hard, listening to him moan like a batch on heat. “you want sirs bone? “ I asked. He gave a soft bark and I slid my dick in in one go, God he was tight! Soon I was pounding him hard, he continued to moan and groan. Soon he was getting too noisy so I rimmed one of my sweaty socks in his mouth whilst I pinned his arms behind his back. All too soon I could feel my balls getting ready for release. “Do you want sirs Cum in your ass pup? Sirs nasty POZ, Toxic load?”. Now up until this point. I had not discussed my status but then again he had not asked. Turning his head he looked back at me with a yearning pleading look in his eyes and nodded. That’s all it took, soon I was Cummings in him hard forcing my Cum deep into him. “Take my POZ Cum pup, I own you now, your mine”. As I said this I maintained eye contact. He shivered slightly but then started milking my dick with his ass muscles. I reached forward, having released his arms and gave him a long hard kiss. I had just staked my claim to my 1st pup. The first of many. You see it had long been an idea of mine to have a permanent pack of human pups, all mine, all pozzed by me. Let the fun begin.

It was bound to happen eventually. My private sex life finally crossed into my normal everyday life. From the outside the world saw me as a typical straight acting, skinny, furry, late twenties gay guy, they would never have suspected that I was such a slut. Until I applied for a job at the truck wash. I had seen the job posting online for a night cashier at the truck wash a few exits down from where I lived and had applied for it by sending my resume in an email. Unfortunately, just as I hit send and there was no way of retrieving my email I realized that I was sending my resume using my hookup email, takeloadsfromdads@yahoo.com. I tried in vain to press stop before the screen changed, but I just wasn’t fast enough. I tried everything I could think of to recall the email, but it was no good, it was out there. I imagined that some thick middle-aged human resource lady would take one look at the email and just delete it based on the email address. But what if she didn’t? I couldn’t reapply for fear that she would realize what it meant. If they contacted me I had already thought of a way to spin it into a freight meaning, I just had to think of what the acronym ‘dads’ might be. I let it go and kept applying for jobs the rest of the night. At some point I fell asleep at my desk and woke up around 11pm. There in my in-box was a response from the truck wash. My heart practically jumped out of my chest as I clicked to open the email. There was only one line of text, “If you really want the job, come down tonight before 4am. Craig” Now my heart was really racing. Had he noticed my email address? Deciding I needed the money more than my pride, I took a shower, then put on a pair of jeans, a pac-man t-shirt, socks and my leather boots. I would have put on underwear normally, but as I was tight for cash I didn’t want to spend money on laundry. I printed out a copy of my resume, put it in a folder and headed out. It was almost 12:30am when I got to the truck wash. It sat behind a truck stop next to the fuel island where the big rigs fill up. I parked my pickup and went to the window where the truckers pay for their washes. Behind the window was an older guy with tats, a grey fu manchu moustache, wearing a worn out Harley tank top. He didn’t smile or act like he gave a shit if anybody was at the window. He didn’t really even look up; he just knew somebody was standing at the window as he counted the one dollar bills in his drawer. “What.” “Hi, I’m looking for Craig.” He still didn’t look up. “Who are you.” “I’m Adam. I-I-I’m here about the job.” One eyebrow went up and he suddenly took an obvious interest in me. “Go around the left and knock on the door that says manager on it. Stay close to the wall in case the washer starts.” “Yes Sir. Thanks.” He grunted and I could feel his eyes on me as I walked away. I walked in between the machinery for the car wash and the brick wall that made up the structure. About half way down there was a door that said ‘manager’ on a well-worn plaque that was intended to be used in such damp conditions. I knocked and waited just as a rig started pulling into the bay. A man in his late forties with a little bit of a beer gut and a full beard just starting to go gray opened the door and motioned me into the office. To the left was a desk with a bunch of filing cabinets behind it and two non-descript office chairs facing it. In front of me was a couch that looked as though it had been there since the place opened in the early eighties. It was orange with wood accents and looked like it had never been cleaned. To the right was a two-way mirror that looked out onto the gruff man that had given me instructions and a door into his little area. I didn’t realize it until the glare of the fluorescent bulbs in the wash bay were on the other side of the door, but the office was pretty dark, most likely to make the two-way mirror more effective. “So you’re Adam. Here, sit down, let’s talk.” He pointed to one of the stationary chair facings his desk. “Thanks for getting me an interview so quickly.” He sat directly in front of me on the corner of his desk. He was wearing a cheap button-down shirt tucked into a pair of very old and worn jeans. There was a big worn spot over his left front pocket where his keys must have usually been. Due to how low I was and how high he was, my line of sight was pretty much at his crotch. I either had to strain my neck to look up at him or stare at the bulge in his jeans. “No problem. Have you done this type of work before?” At that point I started to relax and the situation went from hyper-sexual in my mind to just a normal interview. We chatted for about twenty minutes about my work history, all the time I kept glancing at his crotch. Every time I would look I would see something new. First I noticed that the thinness of the fabric allowed me to see the definition of his cock and balls. Then as a I kept answering questions and glancing I noticed the ridge around the head of his dick. As we talked and he adjusted himself I noticed he had a PA in the head of his cock. This got me so excited I had to cover my crotch with my folder to hid my semi-erection. “Well Adam, you certainly sound like what we are looking for. I just have one more question.” “Yes Sir.” “What’s that email address all about. Takeloadsfromdads?” I could feel myself get instantly hot and flushed. He just laughed a little, got up off the desk and locked the door that I had come through. I sat frozen in my chair as he moved behind me and sat on the couch with his legs spread wide. “Come here.” I got up with my folder still in front of my completely hard cock that was dribbling pre-cum in my pants and stood in front of where he was seated. He snatched the folder away from me. He felt my erection under my button-fly. “Looks like you could use some more room in there.” He yanked my well-worn jeans open and my six inch dick jutted out at him like a flagpole on a skyscraper. “Nice.” In an instant his hot mouth enveloped my dick. As he sucked my cock he pulled my jeans down, took off my boots, slipped my jeans off and put my boots back on me. His thick weathered fingers cupped my ass cheeks as he pulled me in and out of his mouth. Slowly and methodically his fingers inched towards my asshole until he was probing my ass up to his first knuckle. Feeling how tight my ass was he spun me around, bent me over and started deeply tonging me. He was so into eating my ass his drool was running down my taint and dripping off my tightening balls. His beard felt amazing against my hole! As he got my hole wetter and wetter he started getting one finger after the other into my ass until he had three fingers probing me. His rough knuckles were better than any anal beads that had ever been used on me. When he had my hole open and pliable he turned me around to face him. “Get on your knees and suck my cock.” “Yes Sir.” I lowered down onto my knees between his legs and undid his fly. He lifted his ass up, allowing me to pull his pants down. His thick uncut cock was only partially hard so the excess of his foreskin was loose and hanging from the end of his cock, held slightly open by the piercing through the head. His balls were huge and almost hairless. I pulled them out from between his legs, tongued them, rubbed them against my face and watched his cock get rock hard. “So you take loads from dads?” “Yes Sir.” “Where do you take them?” “That’s up to your Sir.” “Good boy. Get your feet up on this couch and stick that ass in my face.” I put a foot on the outside of either of his thighs as he grabbed my waist, pulling me towards his face and his tongue entered me. I was just able to bend over enough to play with his piercing and foreskin with my tongue. He guided my waist down until I could feel his thick cock and piercing pressing into my hole and then he let go of my waist. “Sit down on it.” I slowly felt the piercing and his cock push past my sphincter and gasped a little as my hole went past his thick mushroom head. “Come on whore, you can do better than that.” I tried getting more in, but it was so thick and my hole felt so stretched. Craig must have felt my resistance and was tired of waiting for me to get used to his pulsing cock entering me. Suddenly he grabbed my calves and pushed them out from under me, slamming my ass all the way down on his cock. I couldn’t help but scream from the intense pain. I could barely catch my breath. To take my mind off the pain in my ass Craig took both my nipples in his hands and twisted them hard. I screamed again and continued to try and get a footing or ahold of something that would let me lift off the enormous cock in my hole. “Stay still boy.” He grabbed my cock which was still hard and covered in pre-cum. “Looks like you like a little pain.” I don’t know if it was my internal programming or if I really did like it, but my answer was “Yes Sir.” He picked me up off the couch and tipped me over onto the dirty grey industrial carpet. My hands and feet were on the floor with my ass in the air. He leaned over, got the leather belt from his pants, looped it under my hips and fastened it behind me, effectively making a handle to use me with. With the feeling of spit hitting the juncture of his cock and my hole he started pounding away at my hole. The girth of his cock coupled with the minimal amount of lube that was drying up at every moment made me scream with every stroke. Every time he plowed into me and I screamed I could feel his cock swell with the pleasure of my pain. It wasn’t long before I could feel his warm seed flooding my ass and dripping out of my hole. He held me tight as his cock continued to pulse and push out the last remnants of his cum. He took his cock out of and yanked me around by my hair. “Clean off my cock.” Even in the dimly lit room I could see a slight hue of red from the damage he had inflicted on my hole. I could taste blood and cum as I sucked his cock clean. Once he was satisfied that his cock was clean, he pushed me back on to the floor. “Good boy.” I started to get up and was pushed down again. “You’re not done.” He put his pants and shoes back on and headed to the door that led out to the booth with the gruff cashier. “Stay.” “Yes Sir.” Craig went out to the cashier area and with very few words alerted the gruff man in the Harley tank top that something was waiting in the office. The man got up as Craig took his place behind the window. He walked in and found me on the floor. “Nice.” He patted his thigh like he was calling a dog. “Come here boy.” I crawled on my hands and knees over to where he stood. He patted me on the head with one hand while the fingers on the other hand probed my ass full of Craig’s cum. “Craig opened you up good.” He wiped his cummy fingers in my hair and on my face. “Undo pants and get my cock hard.” I unbuttoned his fly and pulled his cock and balls out. It only took a few strokes of my tongue and his cock was hard, resembling a long beer can. He pulled my mouth off his cock. “Go on boy, get up on the couch and stick that ass out.” “Yes Sir.” I got up on the couch with my knees on the cushions and my arms against the back. He slapped my ass hard. “Put your feet on the couch.” I put my feet on the cushions, but I apparently still wasn’t in the desired position. He grabbed my balls with one hand and lifted me up while pushing my feet to the deepest part of the couch, making my ass stick way out and keeping me off balance. Without any warning he shoved his beer can cock up my ass and fucked me hard and fast. I screamed for the first two minutes as he pummeled my ass. Once I got used to his pace I started to enjoy and want his cock in me, but all to soon I felt his cock explode in my ass. Once he had pounded his last drop of cum in me he took his cock out, wiped it off with my t-shirt and headed back to his position in the booth as he buttoned he cock back into his pants. Craig came back into the sad little office as I tried to catch my breath. He fingered my hole, feeling the huge amount of cum in me. “Damn, Danny really filled your ass up.” “Yes Sir.” He kept playing with my hole and rubbing his cock. Before long I was hearing the sound of the fly of his jeans being pulled apart and then feeling his cock stab into my worn hole. He fucked me fast and quick. It only took a few minutes before I felt more cum being left in my ass. As before he had me clean off his cock before putting it back in his pants. Craig threw my cum covered shirt and my pants at me. “Get dressed.” “Yes Sir.” Once I was dressed I stood in front of his desk. “Did I get the job?” He looked up from his computer and smiled. “Come back tonight for your second round of interviews.” “Yes Sir.” With that I exited his office, got back in my pick up and drove home. All the way I kept thinking how hot it was going to be to squeeze the three loads out of my ass and use it to jack off and finally blow the load that had been building up through three fuckings.

was approached by a mexican guy at my job that always watches me. he's always grabbing his "junk", which i always notice is hard. we went into a work store room where I was made to get on my knees and give him head. His dick was extremely hairy and extremely sweaty. I licked his sweaty nut sack as well-tried to lick his ass hole(which i might add smelled very musty), but was then pulled up by him and my pants pulled down and then with no condom-he shoved his "thick" dick(that had a lot of pre-cum oozing out the head) up my hole(it hurt like fucking hell) and he held on to my hips and drilled me in my hole for at least five minutes and felt his cum blast in me. One thing that turned me on was how after he had screwed me and zipped up, he then called me a "puta" and walked away. now whenever i see him and his mexican buddies, they all grab their crotches at me and whistle and call me a "puta". i love it.

Part 3 As we drove I reached over and pulled his underwear down, exposing his still hard cock. I admit I was impressed he didn't have Tina dick, at least not yet. I looked at his nakedness in the bright light. He was completely smooth except for his pubes. His face was flushed from the drugs, but it too was baby smooth, making him look younger than 18. He still had some baby fat on him which made me smile. He wouldn't have that too much longer after I turned him into my personal Tina slut. "Play with yourself," I ordered him. "I wanna watch you, but don't cum!" He obediently stroked his little dick, oblivious to the vehicles around us that could see him. I liked how obedient he was! This boy was a prize! In about 20 minutes we pulled into the driveway of his house, a big one that even had pillars in front. It made me think of a plantation house in the south, and I laughed to myself thinking that this time, I was the master! I pulled the Escalade into the garage and we went into the house. Yea these people had money. There was even a pool in the back, with a high privacy fence all around it. Perfect. I noticed a very well stocked bar and helped myself to some very nice scotch. "So why didn't you go on vacation with your family?" I asked. "Fuck them!" He said, flopping on the couch. "They don't give a shit about me. They were happy to leave me behind. Mom's a drunk, and dad's a lawyer. I'm just in the way." Awww, a poor little rich white boy with family issues. Fuckin putty in my hands! "Don't worry baby boy," I said, laying my body on top of his, "Jesse's gonna take care of you." I started kissing him again and he sucked my tongue into his mouth like a hungry pig. My little pig. I took out my pipe and a baggie and loaded a big load. I gave Blake the pipe and told him to hit it. He eagerly sucked in a big hit, exhaling a large, white cloud. "Again." I told him. He hit it two more times before I took it away. "You like that, don't you?" I asked. "Mmmmmm yea." "I got something else you'll like even more." "What's that?" he asked eagerly. "Lets go upstairs and I'll show you." We went up and I found his parents bedroom. I guided him in and pushed him on their bed. He didn't even object. I pulled off my shirt and pulled down my jeans, freeing my semi hard cock. Blake's eyes got real big as he looked at my monster. What really caught his eye was my big P.A. "You ever see one of those?" I asked. He just shook his head no. "They feel extra good." I lied, knowing it was going to tear his sweet hole to shreds. But I was about to get him so fucked up he would be begging for the sweet torture he was about to get. I took my little case out of my pants and pulled out a rubber tube and wrapped it around his arm. "What's that for?" he asked. "Shhhh." I said placing a finger on his lips. "This is the extra special treat. Just trust me." He didn't say another word as I swabbed his arm, he just watched my dick get bigger. Fucking up white boy's made my dick hard. As I stuck the needle into his vein, my cock reached full hardness. I slowly pushed the plunger as my full, fat 11 inches throbbed, ready to forever change Blake's life. I pulled out the needle and released the band. Blake fell back on the bed coughing and I moved like a lion attacking. I grabbed his legs and pushed them back, and before he could comprehend what was happening, I slammed my big, black monster into his cum filled hole, forcing all 11, fat inches into him, balls deep in one thrust. Blake howeled as he was ripped open like never before, and I didn't give the kid a chance to adjust before I was pounding him mercilessly. Over and over I slammed him as hard and deep as I could, digging my P.A. into his guts. Frothy pink cum oozed out of his hole as I shredded his insides, making him forever my bitch. Soon he was moaning instead of screaming as I deep dicked his ruined hole. His head rolled from side to side as he babbled incoherently. "Fuck yea you stupid punk!" I yelled at him as I raped him. "You fuckin take that nigger cock! You're my fuckin whore now! I'll fuckin use you and sell your cunt! You fucking worthless piece of shit! Stupid fuckin white kid pickin up niggahs! Yous a niggah whore now faggot! Say goodbye to your old life!" I kept up the verbal asault as I broke him, physically and mentally. I called him every filthy name I could think of as I told him his new position in life. Soon I was ready to fill him with my seed. "Here you go slut! Take my fuckin load! You fucking niggah cumdump!" I yelled as I pumped my cum into his ripped insides. "This is what you are now bitch. I own you! You gonna make me some money!" I pulled my spent cock out of his bloody cunt as he softly cried to himself. "Shut up bitch and clean off your Masters cock, you worthless pig!" He opened his mouth and took my messy cock into it, cleaning off the mess like a good bitch. When he was done I grabbed my phone and started making some calls.

Part Seven Cody and Sean exchanged numbers before they went their separate ways on Sunday. The following week the student trainer Cody had fucked the previous week kept begging him to fuck him again. Cody told the student trainer “Meet me out by the football field at lunch.” Cody knew the bathrooms out there would be unlocked and very vacant. The student trainer was reluctant since it was during the school day, but Cody brushed his fingers over his growing cock and whispered to him “Your cock tells me you will be there at lunch and you will wait for me.” Cody let him get there well ahead of him so that he’d strew a little as he waited. When Cody arrived the kids was rubbing his cock through his pants as he stood there waiting. Cody approached him, wrapped his right arm around his waist and pulled him in for a deep kiss. The student trainer was putty in his hands as they kissed. Cody told him “Drop your jeans, turn around and grab your ankles.” The kid did as he was told leaving his hole exposed for Cody to attack with his tongue. The bathroom echoed with moans as Cody got the neg hole ready for his poz cock. When Cody felt the hole was slick enough for his cock to penetrate he stood up and thrusted in balls deep. The student trainer cried out in pain as Cody showed no mercy. He pounded away as he worked to shoot his charged load inside the neg hole. Cody made the fuck a brutal one so that when his load was deposited there would be a greater chance of a pozzing. The fuck lasted nearly lasted 20 minutes when he grunted and filled the neg ass with his hot load. The next few days Cody was bugged again and again to fuck the student trainer. At the end of the week the kid didn’t come to school. Cody had a strong feeling that he had the fuck flu. Cody figured he’d grab the student trainers homework assignments and drop them off. When he got to the kid’s house he rang the bell. It took a while but the kid finally came to the door. Cody was right he had the fuck flu and he knew one cure for what ailed the kid….a nice fuck! Cody invited himself inside and followed him back to his room. The kid was only wearing a pair of boxers as he climbed back into bed. Cody told him that he’d be glad to hold him if that would make him feel better. As Cody held the sick kid he began to work his magic to get into his ass. He kissed the kid’s forehead and caressed his body. The kid commented “That does feel good” as Cody was sure to let the sick kid feel his growing cock. As Cody’s cock grew the kid was confused, he didn’t think he felt well enough for anything but he was enjoying the attention he was receiving. Before the sick boy knew it, Cody was in bed with him and they were both naked. Cody positioned so that they were both spooning as his hard cock poked at the sick boy’s hole. Cody whispered “Do you have any lube?” The kid always kept a jar of Vaseline handy which he handed to Cody. Cody lubed his cock and slid inside easily. He fucked away slowly at the kids hole working to deliver his load. As Cody’s cock began to thicken he whispered into the boy’s ear “Once you’re feeling better I have some friends to introduce you to” as he filled the sick boy’s hole. Wednesday of the following week the student trainer returned to school. He immediately looked for Cody hoping to get another fuck from his stud, only to have Cody tell him “I’m not going to fuck you till this Saturday when we go to my friend’s place. I promise you’ll have a great time you will never forget.”

Part Three After the tournament Cody was on cloud nine. He was state champion and about to celebrate with the stud who introduced him to pnp. On Monday Cody sent Paul a text asking him if he was HIV+. Paul sent a one word answer, ‘YES’. Cody wasn’t shocked or surprised. He never asked Paul his status and he barely remembers Paul using the same needle on himself that he had used for the slam. Cody replied with a one word response, ‘Thanks!’. Cody had a devilish thought pop into his head. He was going to get that cute student trainer he swapped blow jobs with and poz his ass! After school Monday Cody had to turn in his uniform and warm ups to his coach. He saw the student trainer there which seemed a little odd since he didn’t have to be there since wrestling was over. After he turned in his gear he casually walked over to the student trainer and asked “What are you doing this afternoon since wrestling is over?” The kid replied “I have nothing planned, what did you have in mind?” Cody let him know “My parents won’t be home till after 6 if he’d like to come over and hang.” The kid just smiled and followed Cody out of the locker room. When they got to Cody’s house they went straight to his room. The kid thought that they were going to swap blow jobs when Cody kissed him. At first the kid resisted but Cody was relentless as the kid became more accepting. Cody knew that with his charm he’ll be inside this guy’s ass breeding him with his poz seed. They each stripped as they kissed and soon were naked and in 69 on Cody’s bed. Cody quickly began to rim the student trainer’s ass. Cody had him moaning as he worked his tongue inside the kid’s virgin ass. The kid was experiencing something new that he knew he liked. He was so turned on he couldn’t keep Cody’s cock in his mouth. Cody moved so that he was able to work on the kid’s ass easily. He had the kid on his belly as he continued to lick. Cody’s plan was working beautifully. While he rimmed away he was able to grab his jerk off lube and work it into his cock. Soon he knew his prey was ready for the next step as he began to finger and lube his hole. He knew to hit his prostate and again had him moaning. Once his prey was ready he began to kiss up his back as he made sure to be between his legs. When Cody reached the kid’s head he got the kid to turn his head so that they could share a kiss. Cody began to work his 7 1/2 inch cock into the kid’s tight hole. Cody was gentle as possible but the kid still complained. Cody eased his way inside and slowly was balls deep. His prey grew accustom to the penetration as Cody kissed the back of his neck and before they shared a deep kiss. Cody asked his friend “Are you ready?” The kid simply nodded yes. Cody slowly began to withdraw his cock then slowly go back inside. His prey began to moan as Cody began to fuck an ass for the first time. Cody hadn’t cum in over three weeks and knew he’d not only cum quickly, but he’d blow a huge, poz load inside his friend’s ass. The thought of pozzing this kid had him so turned on that he was reaching his orgasm quickly. Before either one knew what was happening Cody unloaded. The kid wasn’t at all surprised or worried that Cody had just cum inside him. All he knew was that he enjoyed the fuck and hoped to get it from Cody again. After Cody pulled out of his friend’s ass and they both got up they noticed that the kid shot his load all over Cody’s comforter. Cody commented, “Bro, I fucked the cum right out of you!” The kid replied, “I really enjoyed you fucking me. It felt amazing and when I shot my load I felt even better.” Cody let the kid know, “I hope you’ll want to do this again because I liked fucking you.” This brought a smile to the student trainer’s face as the two kissed again. They both cleaned up and Cody escorted his guest to the door. They said goodbye and Cody wondered how many loads it would take to poz his ass.

My biggest fantasy is to be the only neg guy at a poz party, and to be fucked repeatedly by all the guys until I'm completely full of their cum. I don't know whether I will ever do it - I got offered a place in a poz party once but backed out - but the whole idea just really gets me horny as fuck...

3. He grabbed under my armpits and pulled me to my feet, pulling my shirt off over my head as he did so. I kicked off my shoes and Ben shoved my shorts down exposing my straining briefs. “Such a hot little fucking jock pig,” he said tweaking one of my nipples. He gave me a shove and pushed me towards the bed now. I fell face first onto the bed and Ben quickly kicked my legs apart. His big hands took hold of the seat of my underpants and pulled apart tearing the fabric. My plump pale furry ass cheek now exposed through the hole in my shorts. Ben moaned with pleasure and delved into my ass, spreading my cheeks wide, his tongue probing deep into my hole. A desperate appreciative whimper drifted from my mouth, as his tongue flicked across my puckered hole. He lapped back and forth as he had so many times before but this time there was a new fervor a new hunger to his eating me out. Shivers ran up my spine as his tongue darted into my hole, I felt my sphincter fluttering open under the rapid wet pleasurable assault of Ben’s tongue. Ben dribbled spit onto my hole, slicking me up, I knew his game, and I knew that my hole would quickly open up under his assault. He had always known how to open my hole up, even the first time he had opened my hole it had only take me a few minutes to be ready and begging for his cock. Today was no different, after just a few minutes I was bucking my hips back and pressing my hole against Ben’s tongue willing it to sink deeper into my hole as it blossomed open. Ben knew what my bucking back meant and after teasing me with his tongue for just a few more moments he stood up and, holding my ankle tightly, flipped me over so I was laying flat out on my back with my ankles resting on his shoulders. I looked up into Bens dark eyes, there was a shocking hunger there as if he had been taken over by something new. The fat head of his cock brushed against my spit slicked hole, adding his precum to the mix. I tried to press my ass back, trying to swallow the head of his cock into my desperate twitching hole. “You sure you want this cock boy? You know what this cock comes with now don’t you?” I paused for a moment, and then feeling his head twitch against my hole and the answer came flying from my mouth, “Yes, fuck me, cum inside me, give my your POZ load.” “Good answer.” Ben smiled wickedly, and pressed forward. The had of his cock slowly began to stretch my hole open, my sphincter opening to accommodate the wide fat head of his cock. I groaned loudly, feeling the once familiar girth of his cock opening my hole again. Ben went slow, pressing his cock into my hole, my body shook and he did, the broad girth at the center of his cock almost stretching my hole too its limits. It was five long minutes of joyous agony as he worked his entire nine inch long cock into my raw hole. When his balls finally came to rest against my ass I could feel the head of his cock pressing against my second sphincter and new that as soon as he started fucking me his head would burst past the barrier making sure his eventual load was deposited deep inside my guts. Ben locked eyes with me again, that wicked lustful smile playing across his face as he ran his hands up and down my well built legs. “God I’ve missed your cunt,” he said, he had never called my hole a cunt before but something about it made my cock twitch a little, “I’m going to destroy it.” That was the last thing he said for a long while. He started slowly at first, pulling the entire length of his cock except for the head from my cunt and then just as slowly pressing it back inside till his balls rested against me. Then his pace began to build, like water starting to boil the build up was slow and steady at first till suddenly that moment came and the increasing power and speed of his stroke began to grow exponentially. I found myself, arms spread wide to my sides, clinging to the bed sheets and he hammered away at my now wet and sloppy hole. His cock head pounded against my second sphincter creating a strange slightly painful pressure in my guts till suddenly my hole gave way and his cock head slammed past my second sphincter punching deep into my insides. Sweat sprang up all over both of our bodes, beads dripping off of his face and chest falling onto my shaking body. Ben had fuck me hard before but this was a new sort of primal hunger that had taken over him, it was as if he would not be satisfied till my hole was destroyed. A wet squelshing sound now accompanied his every thrust joining the whimpered cried that jumped from my throat each time his cock hammered home once more. My own cock, still covered by the intact front of my briefs, had leaked a substantial wet spot on the white fabric but was quite forgotten and untouched, this fuck was about Ben and my hole. I have no idea how long he fucked me for but it seemed like hours before his pace began to change and he started to grunt and growl deep in his chest. I knew this meant he was getting close. He looked me in the eyes again, the wicked smile gone, an evil glint now sparkled in his dark eyes. “I’m going to breed you,” he growled, “You want my load?” “Yes,” I panted. “Good.” He let out a grunt and stuffed the entire length of his shaft as deep as he could into my completely ruined hole. His balls tightened up and with a low growl that seemed to convulse through his whole body he began to shoot his load into my hole. I knew for our conversations over the week that he had not cum all week in anticipation of him fucking me and I was certain that the load being pumped into me was huge. He cock twitched and spurt after spurt of POZ cum was shot into my hole, well past my second sphincter. It took a long time for Ben to come down from his orgasm, his body shook as his cock launched his load into me, but at long last his eyes opened again and he looked down at me and smiled. He bent low, his cocks till buried in my cunt, and kissed me. “How does that POZ load feel in your sweet boy cunt?” “Amazing,” I replied truthfully. I had wondered sense he and I had set up this moment if I would feel regret when it was over, the truth of the matter was I didn’t. In fact I just felt even hornier then I had when I walked through the door. “I want more.” “More,” he said, the wicked grin returning to his face. “Yes.” “I’m glad you said that, cause I’ve got at least two more loads built up and if you had had second thoughts I was just going to have to hold you down and breed you if you wanted it or not.” I returned his smile, and reached down between my legs to feel his cock still lodged deep in my hole. I ran my fingers along my stretched pucker for a moment getting them slick with the ass juice and precum that covered my ass before pressing two fingers into my hole next to his cock. Ben looked at me with eyebrows raised. “I want you to fuck and breed me till a whole hand fits in there with your cock,” I said. “Good boy,” was all Ben answered as he started to fuck me again. THE END

Part Twelve Ethan settled into the sling with Cody on his left side and Sean on his right side. Eric handed them each a point as they quickly prepared him for a double slam that was intended to send him into orbit that would last the rest of the weekend. Ethan had no time to protest as each point was skillfully stuck into a prominent vein. Ethan could feel the Tina take effect as he coughed out hard and began to hear a deafening ringing in his ears. His vision became more distorted then he normally was without his glasses. Cody, Sean and Eric took their turns fucking into a very fucked up Ethan while they waited for Paul to arrive with friends to add their poz seed to his neg ass. Ethan was so out of it he never knew how many different guys seeded his hole after Paul left with the half dozen friends he brought over late Saturday. When Ethan began to come down from his high he was helped out of the sling and to the shower. He was cleaned up and helped into his clothes. Eric took Ethan home while Sean and Cody cleaned the house before Sean’s parents arrived back home late Sunday afternoon. The following week Eric hooked up with Ethan during the day and fucked his brains out. Ethan turned out to be a power bottom and asked Eric “Do you think Cody would want to fuck me again?” Eric let him know “I can ask, let me text him.” Eric sent Cody a text and within minutes Cody was at Ethan’s with supplies. Cody handed each Viagra to keep them hard while they partied. Ethan asked “What’s the blue pill for?” Eric let him know “It’s Viagra, it will help you get hard when we party.” Ethan shook his head in agreement as he swallowed down his 2 blue pills. Ethan watched as Cody produced 3 points and offered to show Ethan how to slam. Ethan was mesmerized as Eric placed a tourniquet on his arm and Cody explained “You want to tie off the blood flow to help get a good vein to hit. Once you stick the needle in you draw back a little bit of blood to make sure you’re in the vein then push the plunger down slowly. Once the point is empty you pull it and apply pressure to the injection site while you hold your arm overhead and pull the tourniquet off with your teeth and you’re off.” Cody had administered Ethan’s slam while he explained so he was now flying. Ethan quickly began to suck Cody’s cock while he administered his own slam. Eric began to rim Ethan’s tight hole as Cody coughed out and was now spun like his friends. Once Cody was hard, Ethan begged “Please fuck me Cody, I want to feel your jock cock inside my nerd hole.” Cody lay back on the bed and held his cock up telling Ethan “If you want this inside you, come and get it.” Ethan quickly squatted his ass down on Cody’s cock and was pulled in by the jock for a kiss. While the two were kissing Cody motioned for Eric to get in behind Ethan. Eric knew what to do and slid his cock inside next to the jock cock inside his nerdy friend. The two fucked through the night even after Ethan’s parents came home. Ethan’s parents knew he was gay and were happy to know he had fiends over. What they didn’t know is that they were all higher than GOD and fucking in Ethan’s bedroom. Eric and Cody left early the next morning before Ethan’s parents woke up. Ethan wanted Cody to himself before he left to go back to school after spring break. He offered to pay for a hotel room for the two of them to spend the night together. Cody agreed and picked up Ethan early afternoon on Friday. Cody offered Ethan Viagra on the drive over to the hotel. Ethan declined letting Cody know “I just want to be fucked by you however you want me.” The two drove over to the local Day’s Inn where Ethan paid for a room. Once inside Cody produced supplies for them to party with. Ethan prepared his own point that had Cody was surprised at the amount he was putting in the barrel. Cody commented “You’re going to be really spun on all that Tina you got there” to which Ethan responded “You bet I am.” Ethan wanted to try something this time and made the suggestion to Cody “Can with you inside me.” Cody thought for a moment and agreed with Ethan’s suggestion. Cody kissed his nerd as the two were ready to party. Cody’s cock was already rock hard from the Viagra when he slid inside Ethan’s hole. The two fucked for a few minutes and when they were ready slipped the tourniquets on their arms, wiped with alcohol and were ready to slam. Cody watched Ethan hit his vein and register the flash of blood as he hit his own vein. Ethan was the first to pull his tourniquet before Cody had finished his slam. Cody felt Ethan’s hole suck on his hard cock as he emptied his slam into his arm. He quickly pulled his tourniquet off and began to pound Ethan’s hungry hole. Cody could feel the change in Ethan as the Tina flowed through his body. He was amazed to feel Ethan’s hole spasm as the nerd began to cum from the combination of the drug and the cock inside him. The sensation of the grip on his cock sent Cody over the edge and he began to fill Ethan’s hole with the first load of the night. Cody fucked Ethan in every position imaginable through the night as the two enjoyed the Tina. By the check out time the next day all the Tina Cody had was gone and Ethan was fucked, filled and satidfied. A couple weeks later Cody had heard from Eric that Ethan was sick for nearly a week. He had also become a big slut on campus and was getting fucked by nearly every horny frat boy on campus.

Part Eight Cody made plans to take the student trainer to Paul’s Saturday morning. He made plans with Sean for Friday night to have Sean spend the night at Cody’s. With his parents at home the two were very quiet as they kissed, licked, sucked and fucked their way through the night. They fell asleep around 1 am after seeding each other’s holes a couple times. Cody had set the alarm for 9 am allowing them to get ready to pick up the student trainer and drive to Paul’s. Cody had his own bathroom off his bedroom so the two twink’s showered together to save time. They wanted to do more than clean each other but remembered what they were going to do that afternoon and night. They ate breakfast, Cody kissed his mom goodbye and the two boys climbed into Cody’s car and were off to pick up the student trainer. It was a quick drive to get the newly poz kid. As they drove they each took their Viagra knowing they’d be partying within the hour. As they pulled up to the kid’s house it was very apparent that he was excited about going to Paul’s because he was waiting in front of his house with a very visible bulge in his jeans. He climbed into the back seat of Cody’s car and Cody made the introductions “Eric this is Sean; Sean meet Eric. Sean is going to be joining us to make the group an even number.” Cody omitted the fact that the number of guys that would probably be dropping by Paul’s could be a couple dozen, but he’d soon learn. Eric asked “How far is it to Paul’s place?” Sean answered “Maybe 15-20 minutes.” Sean engaged Eric in conversation to help pass the time by asking “What are you into Eric?” Cody answered for him “He loves to suck cock, swallow cum and fuck.” Eric blushed a bit as Cody answered. Sean then asked “You interested in anything else like kink?” Eric asked Sean “What do you mean by kink?” “Sean had to help himself from giggling; he could tell that Eric was a newbie when he answered “Kink like bondage, water sports, you know, anything wild.” Eric saw Cody look in his mirror and knew how to answer the question “I’d be interested in trying some kink.” Eric had to shit and adjust his hard cock as Sean looked over his left shoulder as they were talking. Cody and Sean had the same problem more from the Viagra they had taken then from the conversation. Before they knew it they were at Paul’s place. They climbed out of the car and headed inside. Paul was introduced to Eric while Eric was fascinated by the sling. Paul noticed Eric gaze and let him know “You’ll have your turn in the sling before you know it but I think Sean needs your cock right now.” Since Eric had just gotten over the ‘fuck flu’ it was figured that his viral load was on the rise and would help Sean with his goal. Sean was already stripping down as Paul was talking to Eric and when Eric noticed he couldn’t wait to fuck him. Sean climbed into the sling as Cody help Eric out of his clothes and told him “Go give Sean a load, I know he wants one from you.” While Cody restrained Sean’s arms Eric went right for Sean’s hole with his cock as Cody let him know “Make sure you use just enough lube to get inside his ass. He likes it rough and with a lot of friction.” Cody helped Eric out with applying a little amount of lube and helped guide his semi-lubed cock into Sean’s needy hole. Sean felt the friction as Eric’s thin 6 1/2” cock slid inside while he hit the ethyl chloride. Once Eric was balls deep he pulled him in for a kiss then told him “Fuck me, fuck me hard!” Eric began to pound away at Sean’s tight hole making him grunt with each thrust. While the fucking was going on Cody and Paul prepared the points for everyone. Cody had two made for Eric to share with Sean giving Sean Eric’s tainted blood. Eric must have been really turned on since he shot his load just as the points were prepared. Cody and Paul looked over to see Eric finishing up breeding Sean. Cody let Eric know “Right on bro, way to go and breed his hole.” As Eric pulled out of Sean’s well seeded ass Cody freed Sean’s arms. Paul then said “It looks like it’s Eric’s turn in the sling.” Eric was more than ready to get fucked as he hopped in the sling. Cody restrained his arms without a word from Eric. While Eric was being restrained Paul retrieved the points. Once Eric wasn’t going anywhere Cody began to apply a tourniquet to his arm. Eric began to protest as Cody looked for a good vein. He told the bound boy “Relax, I know you’re going to enjoy Tina.” Eric asked “What’s Tina? I don’t want to do drugs.” Sean chimed in “I think you’ll change your mind after you’ve had her.” Cody found a good vein and stuck two points in it as Eric continued to protest. Eric’s words fell on deaf ears as he registered the flash of blood and emptied the smaller of the two points completely and one third of the second point. He then pulled the plunger back out and filled the point with an ample supply of Eric’s blood for Sean’s point. As Cody was finishing administering Eric’s slam he heard Paul cough out. Cody then pulled Eric’s tourniquet off and watch the kid’s fear turn to lust as he coughed out a couple times. All Eric could say was “OH FUCK!” Cody kissed Eric and let him know “There’s no need for the restraints any more” as he freed Eric’s arms. While Eric was experiencing his first rush, Paul got between his legs and began to rim his hungry hole. It was now time for Cody and Sean to do their slams. Sean was excited about getting Eric’s tainted blood into his veins as he applied his tourniquet and found a good vein. He wasted little time in emptying his point while Cody did his own. As they coughed out they kissed and began to explore each other’s body while Eric was moaning out from Paul’s fuck. With his arms now free he began to play with his soft cock while he was getting fucked. He was puzzled why he wasn’t getting hard. Paul told him “You don’t need to be hard, you’re our cum dump tonight. You did your job giving Sean your poz seed and now it’s time for you to take more poz seed.” Cody and Sean joined the activity at the sling and knew Paul just informed Eric of his probable new status. Cody kissed Eric and told him “Paul is HIV+, he gave it to me and I gave it to you and you and I hopefully gave it to Sean.” As the news began to set into Eric’s drugged up mind Sean gave Eric some ethyl chloride to further cloud his mind as Paul was pounding away at his hole while Cody and Sean gave Eric access to their cocks to suck. Eric quickly accepted his new status and position for the time being as Paul fucked away. Eric switched off from Cody’s cock to Sean’s then back as Paul grunted and began to fill Eric’s hole. When Paul pulled out Cody Sean took his place. Sean leaned forward to kiss Eric while Cody positioned himself behind him and shoved his cock inside Eric’s cum filled hole balls deep. Eric let out a little grunt as the he began a good rhythm fucking into Eric and back onto Cody’s cock. While the 3 were engaged Paul’s phone went off signaling a text message had arrived. Paul let the three boys know that guest would be arriving soon to use the cum dump’s hole. Sean was working the hole before him and the cock inside him to perfection and was ready to unload. As he began to cum inside Eric’s hole Cody was ready and pushed Sean forward and began to pound his hole without mercy. He lasted another good 5 to 10 minutes before he grunted and unloaded inside Sean. As Sean and Cody recovered and withdrew from Eric well seeded hole there was a knock at the door. Five guys piled inside Paul’s apartment ready to fuck the cum dump in the sling. With little warning Eric was first fucked by a black guy with 10” cock that was very thick. The sight of it had Cody and Sean wanting it inside their own holes. The 4 other guys needed some action leaving Cody and Sean on their knees offering their mouths for whomever wanted to use them. While the two twink’s kept the 4 guys temporarily satisfied they could hear poor Eric moaning and groaning. They knew when the black guy had deposited his load as one of the 4 left to take his place. Sean quickly leaped to his feet and moved to work the black guy’s cock hard again. This left Cody to suck the 3 cocks before him. One of the guys moved behind Cody and pushed him onto his hands and knees and slid his lubed up cock inside his hole. Cody traded off between the cocks before him as he heard Sean moaning in the distance. Out of the corner of his eye Cody could see Sean trying to lower himself down onto the monster clack cock. The black guy must have been getting impatient cause he grabbed Sean’s by the hips and pulled him all the way onto his cock. Sean groaned out but once the cock was all the way inside him he began to ride it like a champ. The guy fucking Cody suddenly pulled out and was replaced by one of the guys he was sucking. This kept up until all five guys had unloaded inside Eric and Sean had taken a load from the black guy. It seemed as quickly as the 5 guys showed up, they were quickly gone leaving Eric wanting more cock. Viagra was passed around as a second slam was fixed for all and a double was fixed for Eric.

Part Five As the night wore on the two studs fucked like rabbits when Paul’s phone rang. He told Cody, “It’s a text letting me know that some of my buds are on the way over. They should be here soon.” As they waited they each prepared a couple more points for themselves when Paul’s friends arrived. Paul also pulled out some more Viagra for them to take before their slams. Cody was still semi-hard as he took his Viagra and waited for their guests to arrive. When Paul’s friends arrived Cody was introduced but was not going to recall all their names. They ranged in age from his 18 to the oldest guy at 50. All were in pretty good shape and were ready for some heavy duty partying. After introductions Paul announced that, “This gathering is in Cody’s honor since he just became poz a few weeks back, probably had just pozzed his first neg ass and was a state wrestling champ. Cody had his choice of position.” Cody told Paul “I would love to get fucked.” Cody was then asked, “Where would you like to be fuck?” Cody said, “The sling looks good to me” as Cody hopped in with his point in hand. Once he was situated he waited for the others to get naked while he and Paul were ready to slam. Paul’s friends were naked and prepping their points while Paul and Cody patiently waited. Once all were ready they joined Paul and Cody as tourniquets were applied. Cody found a prominent vein and stuck his point in while he heard coughing come from Paul’s friends. He registered the familiar flash of blood and emptied his slam into his arm. Paul kissed him as Cody removed his tourniquet and felt the strong slam he had prepared. He coughed out a couple times as the rush took hold of his jock body. While Cody lay in the sling feeling his rush one of Paul’s friends got between his legs and began to rim his cum filled ass. While Cody felt the wet tongue probing his hole another one of Paul’s friends approached Cody’s head and offered the jock his cock to suck. All around them there was action going on. The other 18 year old kid was on the fuck bench get his hole worked over by Paul. Paul was working his fingers inside the boys hole as it easily opened up. The boy was being fed ethyl chloride spray as his hole was being worked open. Cody watched as the boy was given a strong dose and forced to breathe it in longer than expected that allowed Paul’s Fist to disappear inside the boy’s hole. When the boy came around he began to moan as Paul flexed his fingers inside his hole. Cody asked, “What are they giving him there?” Cody was told, “He’s being given poppers and ethyl chloride.” Cody asked, “Why is he doing those?” Cody was told, “It helps relaxes you and enhances the high.” Cody asked, “Can I have some poppers and ethyl chloride?” While Cody lay there getting his hole rimmed he was given poppers and ethyl chloride spray while the guest who was rimming his hole positioned to fuck him. With the poppers and ethyl chloride working on him he never felt the cock push inside him. He looked up to see a handsome stud fucking him. As he looked up to the guy inside him the guy fucking him leaned in and they kissed. Cody spent the next 8 hours in the sling as more of Paul’s friends came and some left. Cody had so much cum dripping from his hole that Paul was able to suck a good amount from Cody’s ass and feed him a mix of the cum he had been bred with before they shared a cummy kiss. As the sun reached high in the sky Saturday Cody needed a break from the sling. Most of Paul’s friends had left by this time leaving only the 18 year old who got fisted that night. Cody got out of the sling and the two 18 year olds climbed in the shower to refresh themselves.

Part Two Cody spent the weekend with Paul and found himself. Paul walked him to his car and the two exchanged cell numbers before they kissed each other goodbye. Cody was drained. When he got home he texted Paul letting him know he arrived home safely, climbed into bed and slept until School on Monday. When Cody woke up he noticed that he had numerous text messages from Paul. He read them and smiled as Paul told him how nice it was to meet each other, that he was looking forward to seeing him again after the state wrestling tournament and Paul wished him good luck with the state tournament. Throughout the day Cody and Paul exchanged numerous text messages. Cody seemed to have new energy that showed in practice. Even his coach noticed and praised Cody. After practice on Monday the student trainer (with whom Cody would trade blow jobs) was eager to get a blow job from his wrestling stud and give one back. But Cody was in and out of the shower fast that day. The rest of the week was uneventful as Cody began to focus on the state tournament. His parents came home the following Sunday afternoon. The following Monday Cody started to feel sick. He tried to make it through practice when his coach sent him home. Before he headed home he sent Paul a text that he was sick and wanted to see if Paul was also sick. Paul let Cody know that it was nothing major and he’d be feeling better in a couple days. Cody spent the next 3 days in bed and he began to worry that he would miss the tournament. His father took him to the doctor on Wednesday and was told that it was a case of the flu and Cody should be feeling better in a couple days. Thursday Cody woke feeling almost normal. His parents wanted him to stay home another day but Cody insisted that he get back to school and practice since the first round of the tournament was scheduled to begin Saturday. At practice that day the coach told Cody not to push it as he worked out with the team. Cody assured his coach that he was feeling fine, but would take it easy to be on the safe side. As practice began the coach reminded the team that he needed to leave early to go to the tournament meeting where those competing would be seeded. Cody expected to get a high seed that should ensure him advancing. As practice came to a close the team’s student trainer approached Cody. He told Cody he was glad to see that he is feeling a lot better. He also hoped that they could hang after practice for a while. Cody let him know that with missing school he had a lot of homework to catch up on and maybe they could hang out another time. The tournament was held over the next three weekends. Cody was seeded number one in the first and second round and second in the last round. In the final round he made it all the way to the champion match and won. Cody was a state champion. He let Paul know that he won and was ready to celebrate the next weekend. Paul let Cody know that he had everything set. The two would start the night off just the two of them and that others would drop by when the bars close around 3 am Saturday morning. Cody was excited with what Paul had planned and was looking forward to seeing him again.

Hello! This is my first post of a fantasy I've been thinking about, and I really hope that you guys enjoy it as much as I've enjoyed writing it. It's just been my father and me since I was six, my dope-headed mother having gone off the rails and left us. I haven't spoken to her since and couldn't care less. Her absence meant I had a lot of time to spend with my father, who I guess I had adored for years. He certainly was my hero as I grew-up. When I was 16 he came out to me. I guess he'd thought I would hate him for it, because he began to cry. That shocked me more than the fact that he was gay. You see, standing at six foot six inches, and two hundred and thirty pounds of steel muscle, he towered over me. Still, his being gay didn't really bother me. What did bother me was eventually he started bringing home these - hmm - little twink faggots. They really irked my nerves, so I started going to a local gym so I could escape seeing them, and after two years of intense training, my body was sculptured magnificently. I noticed that I started to look like Dad, even if I didn't have his salt and pepper beard and even if I was four inches shorter than he. After the gym one night, I came home and crossed paths with one of Dad's fuck toys. The guy was crying, so of course, my curiosity was peaked as I had never seen my father angry or hurt anyone. In fact, I thought of the two of us as two gentle giants. But I guess I was wrong. I walked into his room, where he was putting on his pants, I could feel the negative energy in the room. So much so, it burnt my exposed skin. "Hey old man.. What's up?" I must have startled him because he jumped a bit, shaking his head. "I'd rather not talk about it, Justin." That really had caught me off guard. We never kept anything from each other. Even our sexual escapades were talker about. I let out a deep sigh and nodded. "I'll be in my room if you need me.. Knock before." I headed towards my room and closed the door, stripping down. I began to rub my body, grasping my nine inch cock, a great gift I had received from him, thinking to myself 'Finally I get to enjoy myself'. Sitting on my bed, I began to stroke my cock, tugging on my pair of low hangers. I closed my eyes and pictured me blowing some girl with whom I had gone to high school. Then something caught my eye. My underwear drawer was wide open. I slowly stopped pleasuring myself, stood up and walked over to take a look. Nothing seemed to be missing, so I shut it and went back to my bed, deciding I needed porn to get the job finished. I puller out my laptop and went to the history and was shocked to see what I found. Titles like 'Dad and Son Fucking Raw'. My mind raced when I seen that, but still I felt compelled to 'start'. When the porno started, it looked pretty vintage. A man entered a bedroom to discover his son still in bed late in the afternoon. A look of disgust and disdain crossed his face, and he grabbed a belt and started thrashing his son, shouting at him to "Wake the fuck up!" and calling him a disgrace. I felt like I didn't want to watch, but my libido must have been clouded because my cock throbbed. I wanted to be that boy - somehow I found myself wanting to be disciplined by my Dad. I continued to watch as the man yanked the blanket off of his son, revealing his naked frame with welts and bruises from past beatings. He grabbed the boy by the hair and started to rub his face into his cock, making his face smell of his musk. I couldn't handle it at that point. I had just blown my load and started to pant. I didn't even remember touching myself.. It had unleashed a beast in me and it needed out. I knew that tomorrow, after he got off of work, I needed to see my Dad.

Liam was 21, had dark tanned skin, curly black hair and a lean, atheletic body. He was masculine and in the closet. Even though he was gay, he still fucked girls to prove himself to his friends, something I found pathetic. Him fucking me was pleasurable, but he always insisted on a condom despite the fact we were both neg. It irritated me: we were both clean, so why wouldn't he dump his load in me? Liam had told me previously that an HIV scare when he was younger turned him away from any unprotected sex, so it was a condom or nothing. I could accept this for a while, but as time went on he started to take me for granted, expecting me to make all the effort to get his plastic-covered dick inside me. But he was hotter than fire and had an amazing physique, so I put up with his bullshit for a year. One night I was desperately horny to top someone, so I invited him over as he had always told me he was vers. But when it came to fuck, he refused to bottom, let alone take my load. "I bottom for masc men only, fag," he told me. I decided that it was time for him to overcome his fear of HIV. I formed a plan. That week I created a Grindr profile on my phone and my tablet. On the tablet I found a picture of the only type he bottomed for: A tall, muscular, masc man. I used that picture to set up the fake profile of a man who I named 'Jim' I used a fake location app to move 'Jim' to Liam's area, and immediately began chatting him up. Soon Liam was begging to bottom for the imaginary 'Jim', but as expected he stated that he only did protected sex. "Don't worry," I explained through the 'Jim' profile. "I'm neg, and I ALWAYS use a condom." I spent days teasing him, leading him on, making him hungry to feel 'Jim's' cock deep in his ass. Then I moved to the next part of the plan. "I want to use u at night in a park." I explained through the 'Jim' profile. "To go there, find u on ur hands and knees with ur ass in the air ready to b fuckd. SAFE only tho!" I smirked. Liam took the bait, agreeing to be fucked, provided Jim wasn't rough because, in Liam's words: "I don't btm much." Now the first stage of my plan was in motion, I moved to the second stage. On the phone I created a fake profile with a picture of Liam. Then I searched my city for any poz man I could find, pretending to be Liam, explaining that I wanted unmedicated poz loads only. I found some poz profiles, and explained using Liam's fake profile: "I have a fantasy. I want to be raped in a park by a poz guy. I'll wait with my ass up in the air, and I want to be held down and have my hole raped with NO LUBE or spit. I want it rough, raw, bloody. I want a poz load in my torn up ass. I want to have any screams, tears or begging to be ignored, I want the real experience. I want me and my ass to be abused and used with no mercy. If I try and move I want to be held down. No safe words, no games. Pure charged poz loads in my ruined hole." I got more responses than I could've hoped for. Soon I set up a time and place, continuing to flirt with Liam using the 'Jim' profile so he would become hornier and more open to suggestion. Then the final part of the plan came about. The night of the event had arrived. I messaged Liam using the 'Jim' profile.. "I was thinking how hot it will b if ur blindfolded when I start fucking u. It will b so hot. I'll take the blindfold off at the end so we cum together " As I expected, Liam was hesitant, but I eventually I convinced him to do it for just the first minute of the fuck. Liam told me his hands were shaking. I told him I was excited to meet him and have some safe fun. Liam arrived at the huge park and walked to the very back where he would be furthest from the road... and anyone helping him. He got on his hands and knees like I had ordered him earlier, and he pulled his pants down to his knees, exposing his ass to the night air. He pulled out a piece of fabric and bound it over his eyes. He waited. Around the corner were 9 highly-charged, poz men who had arrived earlier in anticipation. I'd told them through my fake Liam profile to look out for other poz men who might want in on the action, and they'd noticed each other and gathered as a group to give a young, toned masc jock the gift he had been begging for for weeks. As per my request, they had phones ready to film every painful, dirty detail. Liam messaged 'Jim' that he was ready and putting his blindfold on. He reminded me "Safe Sex Only", and promised he'd leave if I tried anything. I relayed the first part of the message to the waiting men, and like wolves they silently approached the naive young man, unknowing that they were all being used to rape an innocent, unsuspecting neg boy. As the rape began, I blocked Liam on 'Jim's' profile and then deleted it. The next day I asked the men to send me their videos and pics of the night. They all mentioned how hot it was that Liam struggled and cried so much, thinking it was mainly an a roleplay act. The videos showed Liam being set upon by the group and held straight down on the dirt by the men as one by one they shoved raw, dry poz dicks in his tight, hairy hole. He had screamed. He had begged. His hole tore and bled. Toxic loads became the lube of each successive stranger until they had all fucked him more than twice and cum leaked out of his red orifice and dribbled down his bruised flesh onto the ground. After a while, Liam had stopped struggling and instead lay on the dirt crying, poz loads swirling around inside his bloodied, torn guts. Each man dressed and walked off from the crime scene. I saved the videos on my computer and still watch them regularly. The image of Liam being raped again and again for more than an hour makes me instantly hard to this day. I deleted all the Grindr profiles I had used in the crime and went back to my own personal profile where I had favourited Liam and where we usually arranged hookups. His profile was offline for more than 3 days before he finally came back online. I waited another few days so it wasn't suspicious then messaged him. "I'm so horny, I've missed you, sexy!" "Hey... I dont kno." He replied. "Im... not sure I can do sex anymore." He paused for a long time before adding "I want to see u. Im going through a lot right now and Im an emotional wreck. I dropped out of uni bcuz some shit happened that im still getting over. You're a really nice guy [NAME REDACTED]. Plz see me tonight?" I smiled. "I'm kinda busy. Next week?" "OK, I'd like that." Liam replied. "Thanks for messaging me. I rly need someone to talk to." A week later I asked if he wanted to see me. "Im not feeling well today." He responded after a delay. "I think Im coming down with the Flu."

I have recently tryed sildenafil, diferent doses as well, 25, 50 and one time even 100, what is a lot for a young gay like me, but you know, was before a sex party, and I was a bit high... Have to say that I became a fuck machine, with a hard on for hours and I loved it... The bottoms starts to follow me around and I refused no ass!! Went home happy with empty balls lol! (think I came 5 or 6 times.... Wanna do it again soon for sure.

Though I am sorry to hear about how you broke up, if it is completely over, it does sound like this relationship was headed towards an ending soon anyway. You were not satisfied with how the relationship was going, and he only wanted you to be gay and not explore your bisexuality. someone who really loved and cared for you would have understood that sexuality is something that can be explored and happen outside a loving relationship without damaging it. I think you should give him time, and maybe when he is ready talk with him if you really want to stay together. if you do end it now, like revmeupman said, your next relationship should be built on the honesty that you are at least bisexual. this time apart also give you time to reflect on what you really want. some of your other posts make it seem like though you love him, you were not satisfied in the relationship. as to being upset that he broke your phone more than the potential end of the relationship: that does speak to it heading towards an end, but only you can think on if you want to try to repair the relationship and the phone or just repair the phone. when you know that, you know if you should feel bad about your feelings now.

Went over to a reliable and dependable regular ... I was in desperate need to taste and eat a huge load. So much so that I drove the 30 miles southwest of the District to get it lol. Well, doesn't hurt that once at least that far out, the strange DC douche bag attitude seems to disappear. No surprise that it's a black guy I sucked off. The moment we make it to his room I push him on the bed, remove his robe (excellent bottom ... always showered lol) ... and inhale his dick down my throat. I was sucking his gorgeous bbc like my life depended on it when, after a few minutes, he asks if I could do him a favor ... jack him off while fucking him. He's only one of a handful of guys that I truly enjoy fucking ... I didn't answer, I grabbed his legs and pushed then to his chest, spat on my dick, and slowly slid into his too tight hole raw. Once halfway in I lose patience, so I simply slammed the rest in ... I don't wait, so he had to deal with it until he loosened up a bit. I kept my promise and jerked him as I fucked his luscious ass. I lasted about 15 minutes before his ass started tightening ... he was getting close. I flooded his hole with my big load, pulled out, put two fingers up his ass, and resumed sucking. He didn't even last 30 seconds before he grabbed my head and forcefully thrust all of his dick down my throat ... then busted his huge load. Definitely worth the trip, even in evening rush traffic.

1. It had been almost a year sense I had last seen Ben and my hands shook with anticipation as I tied my shoes. Ben had moved for work from New York to LA around eleven months ago. Before doing so, he had been one of my favorite tops. A tall lean daddy with a shaved head and full beard, he was a sight to see. When I first met him at 22 I was a young self-proclaimed top curious about bottoming for the first time, so as I moved out of the dorms at NYU after my graduation and into my first midtown apartment, I decided that now was the time. I had found Ben on SCRUFF having downloaded the app with no real hope of finding anything. In any event he certainly wasn’t the type for whom I would normally go. Old enough to be my father, he was shirtless in a leather harness - but for some reason I responded to his first message and we struck up a good conversation. After a week or so of chatting we met up at a bar one evening and hit it off surprisingly well. I think that first night I only gave him a blow job, and probably not a very good one. It seems funny now looking back that there would have been a time in my life where I could have resisted having his thick nine inch tool inside my hole. I was intimidated by his cock at first and it wasn’t until the third or fourth time that we met up that I finally found myself flat on my back his cock slowly being worked into my protesting hole. Ben had worked my hole for ages, licking and spitting on it, sliding fingers in and out, but that first time I took his cock was still agony. Yet, something clicked inside of my brain and I found a lust deep inside of myself that could only be slaked by his cock. From that point on he fucked me two or three times a week, ruining my hole for others. For nearly six months he used my hole, pounding away at me every change we got, till I decided I wanted to try something else new. Up until this point I had been taking his cock the, well, the ‘safe’ way, but I wanted to know what it felt like. Somehow I figured that the first raw cock in my hole ought to be the same cock that took my original ass cherry. So one day after slurping on his cock for half an hour I flung a leg over him and started to press my raw hole onto his fat cock head. Ben had just smiled and held the base of his cock while I slowly impaled myself. I took his load that day, and then every time he fucked me there after. Yeah, for a year and half he fucked me raw, filling me with massive loads from his beautiful thick cock. But then he moved away. We had kept in touch a little bit but nothing major, but when he messaged me a week ago and said that he would be in town for the weekend and had all day Saturday free. I knew that I would go to any lengths to get to see him again. The time had come that I was ready to try something else new and while in LA it turned out that Ben had become the perfect person once more to try it with. I was ready to take a POZ load in my hole, and Ben had converted just a few months after moving to LA. Now on meds and undetectable he as the perfect candidate, a baby step into this new exploration.

So fucking thrilled for the new hot as fuck fiction.. WOOF!!!!

Very true. They talk a good game, but always "forget" in the heat of the moment.

Awesome. And set in Belfast too. You've made my night, fella. Can't wait to see where it goes...

Jogged into the office this morning. Kept passing this hot fucker wearing tights with a very noticeable hardon. As we passed back and forth for a few blocks I also noticed a nice wetspot forming at the head of his cock. When we got to the lake, I thought I would take matters into my own hands and headed off to the restrooms. He took the bate and followed. I walked into the handicapped stall dropped my shorts to my knees and placed my hands against the wall above the toilet. A minute later, I felt a wet cock start to push in and sweat dripping on my back. Quick fuck but nice creamy load got deposited in my furtrap. I hope we pass each other tomorrow.

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I sat on the edge of the bed, as he dropped to one knee by the side of the bed. I then lay back whereupon he gripped my ankles and positioned my legs so the soles of my feet were flat against his chest. Almost simultaneously, each of us sought-out his respective cock. I slowly jacked mine whilst nervously watching his face. He looked down between my legs, rubbing his slick, lube-covered bell-end up and down against my hole. Leaning forward, he began the slide into my hole, my sphincter briefly resisting before giving way to the inevitable. I winced at the sharp sting as he slid into me, inch by inch, taking his time. Three camera were creating a record of our activities: two on tripods, one of which was focused tightly on my face and the other was focused more broadly on his face and torso. His friend knelt beside us, the third camera on a steadicam mount in his hands, focused tight on the glistening lube-slick shaft which was slowly spearing into me. I feel the warmth of his pelvis press against my buttocks and I know he was in me to the hilt. He shifted his hands to my waist, and, gripping me gently, he slowly withdrew. I stop jacking whilst he did so, focusing on the pleasurable sensation of his cock sliding out. When he was almost entirely, I could feel the bell end pulling at my sphincter from the inside but then he tightened his grip on my waist and thrust deep into my ass, grunting in the process. I answered his grunt with my own grunt of genuine pain, but a pain that was well earned. After he reached rock bottom, he withdraw, but more rapidly than earlier, and in fact began pounding back in again, and again, again, faster and harder, but not so fast as to blur the recording which the cameras were making. I tried to look him in the eyes but his were closed, focused on pleasuring himself. I lay there for minutes, my gaze alternating between the ceiling and his face. I jerked my cock erratically with trembling hand as he pounded away. In. Out. In. Out. The thought 'Oh god, what am I doing?' flashed across my brain, but I maintained the discipline for almost five minutes before I quivered and three spurts of cum shot over my belly. With my load spent my endorphines start to drop and I felt the pain of his onslaught more, but my veins were on fire with the adrenaline from the shear sleaziness of our coupling. In any event, I only had to endure his assault for a few more minutes before his grip once again tightened-up, but this time with a real disregard for my discomfort. He moaned and I felt his shaft twitch inside my ass, not once, but several times. Oh god. He opened his eyes and looked down at me. His right hand sought-out his cock as he slowly made a full withdraw, as his left hand held my ankles and trembling legs in the air as he rose to his feet, even as he took a step back, allowing his friend to bring the camera in closer. I could see his friend's face, and the expression it conveyed suggested he was gutturally sicked by what he had just seen. But he was a professional. He held the camera steady for the close-up of the warm toxic seed seeping out of my neg hole and trickling down the side of the bed.

Part 5 We froze. I could feel Mitch's heart pound in his chest. I instantly felt bad for him. He had so much to lose. Me, I was a nobody, but Mitch could have his whole life ruined right now. I got out from between Mitch's legs, my cock pulling out of his ass, dragging some cum with it. Even though we had been caught, I still tried to cover myself and so did Mitch. From the corner walked a man I didn't immediately recognize. Mitch obviously did as all the blood drained from his face. "Do you want to tell your "friend" who I am, Miller?" the man said. Mitch just stayed silent. "I'm assistant coach Jenkins." he said, looking at me. "You boys are in some deep shit." "Coach...." Mitch started. "Shut up!" He demanded. "You think you can do what you want Miller? You think you're so goddamn special you can just come in here whenever you want so your boyfriend can Fuck you? Does the team know you're a faggot Miller?" "I....I'm not a," "SHUT UP! I know what I saw! You were taking it up the ass like a queer! And you were loving it!" Mitch's eyes welled up with tears and my heart broke for him. "Coach..I...." "I won't tell you again to SHUT UP!" Coach Jenkins walked up to Mitch and stood in his face. "It seems I have the upper hand. You see boy, you seem to forget that nowdays everybody has a camera with them at all times. I saw some lights on in here and came to investigate, and I could hear you boys. So I snuck in to see you on your back, legs spread like a whore, moaning while your boyfriend cornholed you. And I got pictures to prove it." A tear rolled down Mitch's cheek as he realized how fucked he was. "Now here's the thing. I can keep a secret. You're lucky I was the one who caught you. Had another coach caught you, he would have strung you up. But my secret keeping comes at a price." "Yes coach.....whatever you want." "Damn right whatever I want. Now it just so happens I like a nice piece of ass, and you're going to give it too me." Mitch's jaw dropped as he realized what exactly was about to happen. But he didn't say a word. Coach Jenkins started to unbuckle his pants as he said, "take off your gear boy." Mitch nervously removed his pads, cleats, and jockstrap, and stood naked in front of his assistant coach, his face flushing with shame. "Suck me boy!" He said as he dropped his pants and underwear revealing a large, black cock. "I've never sucked a cock..." he started to say. Which is true, he never sucked mine. "DO IT BOY!" Coach Jenkins ordered him. Mitch sank to his knees, trembeling as he took a cock into his mouth for the first time. "Good boy. That's it, suck it boy, get it good and wet." Mitch slobbered on the coaches cock, trying to fit it in his mouth. As the coaches cock grew, I could tell it was larger than even Mitch's cock was. Mitch just tried his best to get it wet. Coach pulled it out of his mouth and said, "get on the bench!" Mitch obediently laid back as the coach moved between his legs. I could see the fear in Mitch's eyes as coach lined his big cock up to the pink hole that leaked a little of my cum. Coach gripped his cock and started to force the head into Mitch's hole. Mitch took a deep breath and grimaced as the coach popped his head past the anal ring. He held it still for a moment, then started to slide all the way in. Mitch continued to breath deep as the coach buried what had to be 10 inches in the tight, pink hole. "Oh yea...." groaned the coach. "Been a long time since I had a nice piece of ass! You've got a nice one Miller!" With that he started to slowly Fuck in and out of Mitch. My cum load provided lube, and soon the coach was sliding his full length in and out, from tip to balls. Mitch started moaning as the coach fucked him. "On yea boy. I knew you'd like my cock. Looks like football isn't your only talent!" I just stood there mesmerized at the spectical in front of me. I couldn't believe how hot it was to watch the man I loved taking a big, black cock, and loving it. To watch that big pole slide in and out, while extasy covered his beautiful face made my own cock rock hard. I wasn't even jealous. I was loving what I was seeing. "Tell me boy." said the coach. "Tell me how much you love it." "Oh God coach. Fuck me. I fucking love it. Give me your big cock!" The coach, encouraged, increased his pace and was soon pounding Mitch's hole as hard as he could. "Take it boy! Take my big black cock like a whore!" "FUCK ME!!" yelled Mitch. "Fuck that hole coach!" "Oh yea boy! Fuckin great pussy! I'm gonna have to fuck it more often. Fuckin great quarterback pussy! I'm cumming boy! Take it whore!" "Give it to me! Give me all you've got! Fill me up!" With that the coach let out a howl and went rigid as he pumped my man full of his cum. He must have cum gallons as I could see cum leaking out down his balls. Coach pulled out of Mitch and wiped his cock off on Mitch's shorts. "Now get out of here boys! And Miller, I'll let you know next time I want a piece of that ass." "Yes coach." Mitch said as we quickly dressed and left the locker room. We walked back to the house in silence, neither of us sure what to say. When we got home I just went to my room and Mitch went to his. It wasn't long before I heard a knock on my door. I opened it and Mitch walked in and sat on my bed. I just sat next to him. "Cole," he began, "I liked it. A lot. I don't know man. Am I gay, or what?" I just looked at him. "I don't know if it's as simple as that. I'm gay. I know that. But maybe you're bi. Or just having fun. Don't sweat it man. You'll figure it out. Just do what feels good." With that, Mitch started kissing me and pulling out clothes off. "I saw how turned on you were as he was fucking me. Did you like watching?" "Yes I did Mitch. It was so hot to see his cock sliding in and out of you, and you enjoying it." "I did enjoy it, it felt awesome. But you know what? As great as it felt, it wasn't you. I like you." My heart almost burst as we kissed passionately and he pulled me into him. My cock quickly found his hole. His wet, well fucked hole, and I eagerly slipped it inside him while he moaned into my mouth. He wrapped his arms and legs around me, engulphing me in his large, muscular frame as I plowed his cum filled hole. Soon I was pumping another load of cum into the quarterback, MY quarterback, as his cock shot off between us, coating our chests and stomachs. After we had calmed down, I went to grab something to wipe us off. " Leave it." Mitch said. "I want it to dry on us while we sleep." He just wrapped his arms around me and held me tight as we drifted off.

Part 4 When I woke up the next morning, Mitch was gone. I just laid there for a while trying to wrap my mind around the last couple of days, the total unrealness of the situation. It almost seemed like a dream, but my fingers that had crept down to my asshole and felt the wetness down there confirmed that indeed it was real. I was having sex with the star quarterback. I brought my moist fingers up to my mouth and tasted the remnants of last nights fuck session. My hard dick begged me to jerk it to relief, but I wanted to save it for my idol. I reluctantly got up and went to class, doing my best to concentrate on the lecture and not my burning lust. Of course I was not successful. The day dragged on endlessly. By the afternoon I found myself sitting by the practice field watching my man, number 12 working out in the hot, fall sun. I know he saw me, and teased me by grabbing his crotch a few times. I just sat mesmerized. After dinner I headed to the library and got in a couple good hours of studying when suddenly I felt two big, strong hands on my shoulders. "Pack up and follow me." He whispered in my ear. "I got a surprise you'll like." I shoved my books in my pack as fast as I could and followed Mitch out of the library into the night. We walked across campus in silence toward the fieldhouse. It was dark and empty. Mitch pulled out a key and we entered through a side door and walked down some dark hallways to the lockerroom. "Being a star has it's advantages." said Mitch as he hit the light switch. My mind reeled as I realised I was in the room of a million fantasies. I breathed deep as I inhaled that unmistakable aroma of sweat, testosterone, and gym gear. It was like a drug. Better than poppers as my dick instantly started to swell. "We've got the place to ourselves buddy." Mitch smiled. "I thought this might be up your alley." How right he was. Without shame I dropped to my knees and buried my face in his crotch as I said, "You're a fucking genius!" His cock started to get hard as I mouthed it through his shorts. He wasn't wearing a jock or underwear, and the thin fabric was the only thing separating me from the thing I worshiped. Mitch just pulled me up and pulled my shirt over my head, then unzipped my pants, pushing them down. I stepped out of them as he removed his minimal clothing, standing nude and hard, surrounded by lockers and benches. "Let me Look at you for a minute." I said breathlessly, barely able to believe what I was looking at. I wanted to burn that image forever in my mind. "You like what you see?" he teased, as he flexed and posed his muscular body for me. Michelangelo's David had NOTHING on the perfection displayed before my eyes. "Come here." he said, grabbing my arm, pulling me out of my trance. He guided me over to a locker and opened the door. "This is my locker." I almost passed out from the heavenly, musky scent that wafted out toward me. There, before me was his practice gear. His pads, his cleats, his jock. He just moved behind me as I savoured the glory before me. I could hear him spit, then felt his cock at my asshole. He slowly pushed his cock into me as he pushed my head into his locker. I breathed deeper and deeper his smells as he buried himself deep in me. "Oh yea faggot, smell that man smell." he ordered me. "You like that, don't you bitch? You been dreaming of this." I just moaned in agreement as my senses were assaulted as never before. He started to fuck my ass as he reached in and grabbed his jockstrap, covering my nose with it. "Breath in faggot. That's the jock I was wearing today while you watched me at practice. Did you think you'd be smelling my dirty jock while I fucked your pussy?" I shook my head no as I moaned louder, my own rock hard dick throbbing. Mitch just pushed the jockstrap into my mouth, forcing me to taste his ballsweat. I whimpered as he increased his fucking. "That's right faggot. Eat my sweat and piss stained jock. You're a filthy little fag. You fucking love it!" He was right of course. I just sucked his sweat and rode his cock. Then he grabbed one of his cleats and placed it over my nose. I went crazy as I inhaled his musty foot smell, squeezing his cock with my ass as his foot stench filled my brain. "Oh fuck you dirty bitch," he grunted. "Here I cum faggot! Smell my feet as I breed your cunt!" The neurons exploded in my brain as he buried himself as deep as he could and pumped his load far into my guts. He shook and spasmed as his orgasm rocked us both. He pulled out of me, and I could feel some of his cum running down my leg. He removed his cleat from my nose and pulled his jock out of my mouth. Sitting on the bench, he spread his legs. "Clean my cock off!" He ordered. I dove on it, savouring the flavours of his cum and my ass. I went crazy on his dick, imagining I was sucking him before the entire team, showing them I was his bitch. But after a minute he pulled me off. "I want you to fuck me Cole." he said looking into my eyes. "Fuck me here on this bench." "Of course Mitch," I said. "But I want you to do something for me. Would you please wear some of your gear? Please?" I begged. He grinned at me, "of course faggot. I knew you'd ask." I sat there as I watched my dream man put on his shoulder pads and cleats. "Anything else?" "Your jockstrap, please." "I like it when you beg," he said as he stepped into the straps and pulled them up. "How's that?" My heart beat faster as I looked at my god, looking even more like every fantasy I've ever had of him. "My God your perfect." I said. "Lay on the bench." He laid down on his back and hooked his arms behind his knees, spreading his hairy asscheeks apart, showing me his pink hole. "Do it man! Fuck the quarterback dude! Show me what you got!" I lost all control and spit a couple times on his hole, then rammed myself in him in one thrust. "FUUUUUUCK DUUUUUDE!" He yelled. "Fuck yea! That's it! Come on Cole! Don't be a pussy. Fuck me man!" I went apeshit on him, pounding his ass as hard and as deep as I could. Mitch just moaned and egged me on harder and harder. "That all you got man? Come on.....GIVE IT TO ME!" I jackhammered his ass as hard as I could. Finally I couldn't hold back and flooded his innards with a huge load. "Oh fuck yea Mitch! Take my load motherfucker!" I bellowed as I pumped what felt like was my very soul into his gripping and sucking ass. I collapsed on him, breathing hard, the last of my cum draining into him when we heard a slow clapping coming from the corner. "Well, well, well. Look what I've found...."

Nice...had a coworker find out...didnt cause any problems (I had just started and was still a temp)...he confronted me...said he wasnt into anything and it was never spoken of again ...I was there for 5 years

Was a my local sauna in sw England, just a regular week day afternoon, just general trade and not much going on, a hot skinny twink I know came in and I like what I see, we cruise around each other and eventually we end in a room with an older guy too. The twink is a horny hot little fucker a bends over the cabin bed showing his cute ass hole, I rim but it's not long before I've put a condom (I don't like to bb in front of other people) on and fucking him, it wasn't long before I filled the bag and pulled out, here's the first time I saw stealth fucking, they older guy took the condom and turned it inside out and stuck it on his hard cock, then he banged it in the lad, my creamy spunk lubing the twink ass. After a few mins he completely removed and then blew his load in, tbh the twink was enjoying and he didn't care about being bb, by this time he was doggy Style on bed and be was begging for more so obliged and fucked him again bare, :-)

I've also been doing this for years. It's kind of compulsive. I either eat the cum out of them or empty them up my hole. Turns me on. Sometimes I will have seen who the guy is and if he is very attractive that can add to it, but sometimes just pick up all and any. Also eat the cum around glory holes.

I LOVE doing this all the time! Its a great way to lube your ass up for the next cock.. Seeing a load in a condom is a waste and I have to put the load where it belongs. ;0

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

Love getting fucked by older men, they always seem to know how to hit all my spots real good & there's something so hot about giving up all control of my body to an older man who knows exactly what he wants and how to get it from me. On the flip side, when I top I prefer guys younger than me, I guess it's the reversal of roles, but it's hot taking control of a younger guy & just using him to milk my dick. And for the record neither of those are absolutes, just general rules/preferences, I've fucked plenty of older guys & been fucked by younger guys too haha

To have my cunt filled with cum until it comes out my mouth.

Time to ram it home. After several repeated sessions of coating Ram's chest, abs and even neck with my raw unmedicated poz cum, it was again time push his limits. When he asked to come over the workout, I told him I already had. The next day he asked again and this time I told him I was busy and would have to skip out. After a third rejection, he was getting antsy and asked "Did I do something wrong?" "Why would you think that?" "You haven't worked out with me for a while." "Rambo, it's been three days. Hardly 'a while'. "Yeah, you're right, I'm ...I'm just checking." "No, you're just horny for my dick, aren't you?" "Yeah, well, I can't lie. It's definitely fun." "You like me covering you in poz cum, right?" "It's fucking hot, man. You and your cock are amazing." "Come over tonight." "I can't. Joseph is here." "Make an excuse. I've been dying to lick that pretty ass of yours." "Fuck, okay. I'll be there." The cheating mode was already in him: the need to go even further. Tonight was going to be the night I had my way with him - completely. The hours rolled around, and 1:00 AM arrived faster than I expected - and as it did, Ram appeared at my door, clearly nervous. "How'd you get out?" "I waited till he fell asleep. He's kinda a heavy sleeper," he replied, adding "but I probably can't stay long." "Then what are your pants still doing on?" I asked as I pulled him into my arms, pushing my tongue behind his lips. He let out an almost girlish moan. I grabbed the small of his back and with my free hand explored his pants, only to discover Ram wasn't wearing underwear. His determination to cheat made me instantly hard so I kissed him harder, practically tongue-fucking his throat. He continued to moan while my mouth covered his and he dropped his pants and kicked them away. My finger sought-out his lightly fuzzed crack and rubbed his tight stud hole. "You want daddy to eat this hole boy?" I asked finally coming up for air. "Fuck yeah" he replied, mesmerized by the prospects. "Fuck yes daddy." I repeated "Fuck yes daddy" he said twice more while I growled and rewarded him with another deep kiss and he moaned into my mouth. "Get on the fucking couch boy and show Daddy your stud hole." He practically jumped on the couch on his knees wrapping his arms on the head rest and pushing his ass back. I took a moment to enjoy the view Then I dove in, grabbing each of his tight stud ass cheeks, pulling them apart to reveal that lightly furry hole. I ran my tongue from bottom to top around and repeat. "OHHHHHHFUUUUUCKKK," Ram moaned. I licked then sucked then chewed then licked again in rhythm, over and over, playing Ram like the instrument he was, using his moans and whimpers and words to create a masterpiece of sound that was his slow descend into betrayal - and soon after every inch of my deathly poz cock. I continued to suck chew and lick and slowly pull back on his hips until finally I was carrying him by his hips tongue fucking his tight hole, still so tight from lack of use, (stupid Joseph for not paying more attention to the fuckhole), leaving Ram face to face with my swinging dick while he did a handstand on the couch. Then I felt it: his warm mouth wrapped itself around the head of my dripping poz cock. He moaned as he sucked on the dirty precum, even knowing full well the danger, knowing full well that he was betraying the boy he loved. Not, of course, knowing my viral load was much higher than it would generally be after a two week lapse in meds. We 69'd for a few more minutes until I let him down and escorted him to the bed room. He jumped on all fours on the bed as I fed him my dripping cock, watching him choke until I pressed a small bottle of poppers under his nose and ordered him to sniff. I could feet the high run through his body as the warm of this mouth increased and he slobbered ever so much more. I let my hands run over his back, and slid a single finger into his wet hole. Slowly but steadily his hole opened, up, so I pressed him to take a few more hits of poppers, and sure enough his hole was then able to accommodate not one, but three fingers fucking his hole Pulling him up from his knees I embraced him and kissed him roughly. Then I rolled him on his back while biting his chest abs shoulders nipples all the while spitting on my rock hard nine incher, rubbing it on Ram's hole, murmuring "I want you so bad, Rambo." "I want you too." "I want to fuck you so good." "Fuck...." "I want to make you moan." "Yeah...." "I want to feel you cum with my dick all inside you." "Fuck, Daddy." "Fuck yeah. Daddy wants to fuck his boy." "Fuck, Daddy." "You want Daddy to fuck you, boy?" "Fuck, yeah, " he replied, his eyes locked on mine, even as he knew his next decision would be a milestone. I kissed him hard and deep, and urged him "Let Daddy fuck his boy good." "Fuck yes, Daddy." "Say it." "Fuck me, Daddy." "Say it, boy!" "FUCK ME DADDY!" I rubbed my hard precum covered cock over his hole and started to apply pressure. Ram went rigid and I bit him and licked his neck and body rubbing his back while my slimy death stick pressed in on him. He squirmed and growled and exclaimed in pain, but I continued applying pressure, and finally my cock head popped into his hole. His entire body arched and spasmed, but I held tight, sliding in inch by inch, diving ever deeper into his body. Ram looked up, his eyes and mouth wide open, staring at me, staring at the ceiling, willing me to tear into him. He tried to yell, but could only manage a high pitched grunt, and then his head would fly back and then he began shaking from side to side. Thrashing slightly until finally my balls rested on the curve of his ass, my full poz filled cock buried in him. He looked at me, pulled me close and kissed me and I returned the kiss with equal ardor. "I'm gonna fuck your brains out boy." "Yes, Daddy." "I'm gonna give you the fuck of your life," I stated as I flexed my cock inside his body, enjoying the sight of his his eyes widen and head shake Again he grunted "Fuck me, Daddy!" "This is poz dick inside you, Rambo." "Fuck!!!!" He ran his fingers over my back, striving to pull me in even deeper. I leaned close to his face and reminded him "I'm full of poz cum Rambo" "Fuck I know, I know I know." "You like me to fill you with my poz load?" "Fuck yes...fuck yes, Dadddddddyyy." "Daddy wants to fill your ass full of poz cum tonight," I again reminded him as I pushed forward and began slowly and softly pumping his hole. "Fuck Daddy." He was staring back at me looking at me and holding me. "You gonna let Daddy fill your hole up?" "Fuck me, yes, Daddy." "You gonna let Daddy fuck you full of poz cum?" At this point I began the rhythm that would lead to my orgasm. "Yes, Daddy fuck yes fuck yes fuck yessssuhhhhh." "You love poz Daddy fucking you, don't you?" "Yessssssssssssssssssss." "Say it." "I love poz Daddy fucking me." "I...Love....It...Fuck...Me...Uh....Fu...ck...Me...Fu...uh..ck...Meh.....Fu...ck. Meeeeeeeee...." I began to pile-drive his ass. It opened up quite nicely, which enabled me to fuck ever deeper, ever harder, especially as his juices (and my pre-cum) rendered his hole wetter and sloppier opening and opening to accept the full length and girth of my cock. "Joseph never fucks you this way, right?" He looked at me, suddenly remembering the man he had until now blocked. So I repeated myself, determined to drive home the message: "Joseph never fucks you like Daddy, does he?" "No." "So, you like Daddy's dick more than Joseph's dick, don't you?" "Yes, Daddy." "Say it, boy." "I love Daddy's dick more! I love your daddy dick more. Dadddddyyyyyfuck I love your dick more." "You're a cheating little cum whore, Rambo." "Yes I am "Your hole is for poz cum," I declared as I reached-over, grabbed his cell phone and positioned it right over him so I could record my raw dick sliding in and out of his hole, revealing the red and white a pink of his freshly fucked up hole as well as his writhing body and expressive face as he moaned in delight as I fucked him. Having him fully in my control, I demanded he "Say it for the camera, Rambo." "I'm a cheating whore. I love poz cock." "Joseph never fucks you like this." "Noone ever fucks me like this." "You love it, don't you, cumslut." "Yes, I fuckin' love it, Daddy!" "I'm gonna cum Rambo. I'm gonna cum in your hole." "Please, cum in me, Daddy!" I placed the camera right in front of both of us to see both our faces leaning in kissing as i shot cum string after cum string into him. He moaned and groaned as the fucking continued. I stayed rock hard holding his hands so he couldn't jack off fucking his cum filled hole. I flipped him to his back, I fucked him against the wall, I fucked him with him laying on top of me. Finally I fucked him again, this time his legs in the air. His eyes were so far in the back of his head he was nearly foaming at the mouth. For good measure I spat on him a few times, even as I withdrew my dirty cock, wiping myself on his lips and face. When we finally stopped I had blown three loads in his hole and I could fit four fingers in with virtually no resistance. He slept for a good five hours. When he woke up we briefly made out, and then he hobbled back to his car. His phone had died from the recording but we both knew Joseph would be losing his mind. He left while still trying to come up with a viable excuse to give to Joseph, but I was already working on the second phase of my effort: Joseph. God knows hes gonna need some TLC.

Ram's Training Begins. After chatting and flirting and chatting somemore. I convinced Ram that he'd eventually need personal training session. By now, Joseph new well of me and the three of us had chatted online but i kept my focus on Ram. I ignored Joseph which I new was bothering him as I paid more attention to Ram. On two occasions, Ram mentioned that they had had discussions about me and how we flirted, but I would also give Joseph just a little attention so Ram could use that as leverage in those fights. Ram knew quite well that our flirting was getting heavy. He would send me progress pics of himself and i'd make comments that would get his faithful boner hard and he'd have to ask me to stop. To which I apologized and then wouldn't speak to him for a few days, even if he wanted me to. It was a long game but the goal of making him want to cheat. beg to cheat and even more beg to be pozzed repeatedly was well worth it. I learned that both Ram and Joseph were very much vers, and worked my way to the point that Ram felt comfortable talking about sex. we joked about dick size and how Joseph was more of a bottom than Ram and even a bit of a size queen. Ram was more causal but happy to have pride in his thick 7.5 incher. When I had told him about the size of my cock he couldn't help but exlaim during one of our late night chatting sessions. 9.2x6.1?! how the hell do you know that specifically?! boys like to measure. i guess it makes them feel accomplished I mused. here take a look > Holy fucking shit don't send me stuff like that! Ram typed hysterically i could only imagine It's just a dick If joseph saw that he's gonna get pissed. haha, you boys need to chill i'm not gonna fuck either one of you you know you want to You boys are cute, but i'm poz. There was a long pause. several times the ellipses lit up showing he was trying to think of what to say. Man...I'm sorry? For what? I'm proud to be. Really??? Its a rush to know you're completely free. You don't have to worry about it anymore, and also when you find a guy who knows and wants you too. the rush of raw fucking is even more amazing. Wow... you fuck raw?! Yes of course I have meds so its "safe" unless I get off of them. I only fuck raw. That's kind of scary man... Its the hottest sex ever Rambo We never fuck raw...well thats a lie, lol sometimes we do but... You love it raw, don't you boy? hahaha yeah i do... Slowly I planted the seed in his brain that raw seed was what he needed and wanted. Then after more chatting and talking one night he texted me. Hey! big guy! what you doing? Nothing much boi, just here at home. cool...have you worked out already? not yet, was going to soon. cool...I was wondering if i could get that personal training session we talked about... Of course boy, you know I'll give you a good workout anytime haha don't say it like that grrrrr. lol Is joseph going to be joining us, so I know how much water and weights to set up. No...hes out of town with family for the weekend. that cool? of course rambo. He must of raced over or already have been near my place because he arrived within about five minutes. He was decked out in good looking under armor and I suspected he was also wearing some cologne. I opened the door wearing only workout shorts and good jockstrap. "I'll never get use to your body, man," he said as I led him to the garage gym. "You better. You're gonna be seeing a lot of it today." We laughed we joked we worked out. but the sexual tension was building and I loved it. I could feel with every rep I spotted him for the urge to touch the want to put his mouth on me. Creating the chemistry was just part of that fun building him up until he finally caved. We finished up and he laid down on one of the benches. I looked at him and rubbed his chest just once, saying "I'm fucking horny, Rambo." He laughed, then stopped and became serious. "You serious?" In reply I stripped off my shorts and tweaked my nipple. My cock began to grow until it was protruding out of my jock strap. His jaw dropped, so I pushed the envelope a step further saying "I'm gonna go inside and jackoff. You know the way out?" "Y-y-yeah...." "Cool, unless you wanna JO too...." " I should go...." "All right man, great workout," as I walked over and offered a fist bump. When he raised his hands he revealed his own tent in those under armor shorts. He blushed looking from me to my cock to his cock and back. "Jack off with me bro," I urged. "Man...I don't think I should." "Don't worry about it, we won't be gay about it, we already are," I laughed, adding "I won't touch yours if you don't touch mine. The porn's inside." Ram smiled and nodded and followed me inside. I played some raw porn of some hot jock getting fucked and bred by some older daddy. Ram dropped his shorts and sported a respectable thickish seven and a half inch cock, but it was nothing against my niner. We jacked and every so often Ram would look at me as I milked the precum from my dick. "Fuck," he finally muttered as he gave up watching the porn and focused on watching me. I squeezed a big glob of dirty precum and covered my uncut cock with it, and looked at him smiled. He returned my smile and tried to go back to the porn, but within a few seconds was again fixated on me. I let go of my dick and looked directly at Ram, suggesting "Go ahead, give it a tug." He smiled and shook his head looking down at himself. "You know you want to, boy. Give it a tug." He looked into my eyes and i could feel the hunger in him as he reached-over with his right hand and began to jack me. "Fuck..." he moaned a little while I guided his hand. "Fuck yeah, boy," was my response. He started to jack my cock with two hands. "Fuck yeah boy milk that dick." With that he again looked at my body, up and down, and then returned to the handjob he was giving me, quickening his speed. Again I tortured him, by murmuring "Fuck yeah, Ram, milk my dick." He continued milking my dick as his breath became increasingly uneven, all the while biting his lip. Then I saw it: he opened his mouth and was about to put the head in when i grabbed his head and stopped him. "Don't do that." "Why not?" "I'm poz Rambo." "I thought you said it was safe." He was suddenly thinking about what he was doing. "I ran out of meds." In actuality I had plenty of meds, but rather had deliberately stopped taking them a week earlier. "Don't suck it." He looked genuinely disappointed and slightly nervous. "I want to blow my load on your chest. Don't stop." With that Ram smiled and continued to jack me off. "Fuck yeah boy, I'm close. You want this load?" "Fuck yeah, man!" "You want me to blow this load all over you?" "Fuck yeah!" "Poz fucking load boy. You want me to spray this dirty fuck load on you?" He paused and bit his lip. I grabbed my cock out of his hands and started to jack it. "Do you want this fucking poz load on your chest, boy?" He nodded, closed his eyes, and answered "Yes." I blew string after string of thick dirty poz cum, caking his smooth stud chest, rubbing the last drops on his neck and down his chest. When I stepped back he lubed his cock with my cum, and jerked himself until he blew his load. We showered one after the other and got dressed and then I walked him to my door. "Fuck man, that was crazy hot," he said, still mildly breathless with what happened. "Nothing happened man. Just two guys jacking it." He thought about it and I could tell a part of him agreed. "Your cock is fucking monstrous." "Glad you liked it. If you want come over tomorrow we can have a rematch after another workout." He smiled and nodded. And he did come back again on both Saturday and Sunday, each time letting me blow my poz load on his body. His hunger grew. Joseph came back and Ram said he would continue working out with me, and for a week he did. And on each of the four times, he couldn't wait to let me cover him in poz cum. After six days of working out together, and being covered with poz cum, all the while I withheld taking meds, now for two or so weeks, I knew it was time to take things to the next level.

I loved reading about the sick ugly dirty old troll enjoying using and pozzing the hot neg assholes for his own enjoyment by getting his toxic rocks off in them injecting them with his seed and infecting them, and the neg hotties in heat for his meat and deadly cum to make his dick feel good by him being the man, the bottoms wanting to be his bitches in heat to be used and abused by him. Years ago on several mensroom stall walls in bars, a restaurant and other joints in or near gay areas was the phrase, "Ugly old trolls need love too!" Over the years some such graffitti was also accompanied by various crude drawings of a man fucking a troll, a troll on his knees sucking a man, a twink sucking a troll, a troll fucking a twink and one with a twink rimming a troll.

POZ talk from the bugchaser could be pretty hot too. Talk like, "fuck yea, I'll die so fuckin young from your AIDS seed!," "Kill me with your demon seed! Give me death!" "Fill me up with that death load, fuckin take my life away" "I want to die so fucking young from your AIDS!" "Fuck yea, I'll die by the time I'm 25 from your AIDS!" All that is very hot POZ talk

2. My cock strained against the tight constraints of my briefs, a thin trickle of sweat running down my back in the blistering New York in July heat. I had dressed the way I knew he would want me: a tight fitting red shirt with the sleeves cut off, the side open showing off the thick toned body I worked so hard for at the gym four times a week; a red baseball cap turned backwards on my head; and black basketball shorts slung low on my plump ass, exposing the white fabric of my slightly too small briefs. I walked quickly up the seven block from my apartment and over the three avenues to the hotel when Ben was staying, thinking, as one only does in the middle of a summer heat wave, how much I loved winter. I slipped past the front desk of the hotel making straight for the elevators to the back of the well-decorated posh lobby. Checking my cell again for the floor and room number I selected eleven and waited as the doors closed. My back was now damp with sweat from the heat combined with how quickly I had walked over and with how damn excited I was to be seeing Ben again and taking his new gift. I was actually shaking as I stepped off the elevator and walked down the softly lit wallpapered corridor to his room at the far end of the hall. For a long moment I stared at the door, daring the brass number plate to blink first. When it didn’t I finally swallowed my nerves and knocked on the door. It was opened quickly and there stood Ben in all his glory dressed only in a loosely draped towel about his waist. The year apart had done nothing to diminish his good looks; in fact, they had, if that was possible, grown sense I had last seen him. His skin was lightly kissed with the warm gold of someone who spent a lot of time walking out in the sun, his beard was flecked with just a little more gray then I remember, his head still a beautiful bald dome. He looked as though he was going to the gym more then I did, his previously lean frame was now bulked out, his chest broader and more powerful then ever before and strangely seemed to be even hairier then I remembered. He smiled and stepped aside to let me into the room, both of us drinking the other one in with long anticipated lust. My eyes drifted down from his strong chest to his now washboard abs, taking in the thick trail of hair that vanished into the towel. As my eyes alighted on the towel is when I noticed it, the top two spikes of the new biohazard tattoo that adorned his right hipbone. “Wanna see the rest of it,” he said, in his deep low voice. Just the sound of his voice made me weak at the knees and hard as a rock. Every time I heard it the memories of the hundreds of sexual acts that voice had talked me through came rushing into my head like water rushing through a broken damn. “Yes,” I said, my mouth a little dry. He shifted his hand slightly and brushed the towel off allowing it to fall to the ground. My cock gave a powerful throb. The tattoo, now fully exposed, only made him hotter. Lined up so that the center of the symbol was level with his cock one could not help but take in both sights at the same time and it caused my dry mouth to suddenly fill with saliva. I couldn’t help myself, he was too perfect standing there, completely naked his back to the now closed hotel room door. I feel to my knees, closing the distance between us with the fall and without using my hands pulled his slowly rising cock into my mouth. I slurped and salivated over his steadily growing cock, relishing the feeling as his cock head started to push down my throat. Ben’s hands slipped onto my head, brushing off my hat his fingers entwined themselves in my hair. He groaned as he started slowly to fuck my throat. I knelt there, fully clothed, desperately sucking at his gorgeous cock, trying my best to keep my eyes locked on the tattoo now so very close to my face. After a few moments Ben’s held me head still and looking down at me said, “You’re sure as hell a lot better at that then the first time we met.” I laughed as best one can with a nine-inch long cock down ones throat, “but today’s not about you worshiping my cock like that is it? No,” he said answering the question for himself, “it’s about you taking my new loads in your hot wet cunt. So now that you’ve gotten me hard, strip off and show me that hole I’ve been missing so much.”

Have always been much more focused on older guys .. once I started with the baths, my interest/cravings/lust increased and were so damn easily fed and satisfied. Then, when I got into bare-fucking and quickly moved from mostly safe top to 100% full raw-bottom, the hunger for more raw cock, more fresh hot cum pumped deep in my ass just increased .. add the look of wasting or a bio-tattoo or just being told by the guy that he's POZ .. I'm little more than a total open cum-hole/dump/pig. So damn hot when a 50, 60 + y.o. POZ guy is fucking my ass .. his dick pounding my hole, filling my ass with his toxic load ... some, regular fuck-buds who use my hole every time I see them at the baths ....... others, new dicks more than happy to use the hole of a healthy and willing neg man. Sometimes, one or two of them might ask my status .. but always while he's fucking me or right after he's cum in my ass, his dick still buried in me, still passing the last of his dirty load to me ...

Paul wiped the man's cum off his back, and wiped his ass cheeks with the towel. He suddenly realised that his cock and ass were on show as he was doing it, and he looked up to see he had gathered a sizable audience. He saw one particular guy, quite chubby, who was unashamadly beating his stubby cock. Paul got turned on. He loved older guys being turned on by him. His drunkeness blinded him, and he made a move towards the man. He grabbed Paul by the arm and lead him to a cabin. 'Come on slut', he whispered, and Paul felt his cock begin to grow. The man locked the cabin behind them, and took out a bottle of poppers. He sniffed hungrily. 'Sniff this bitch'. Paul obeyed, and as he sniffed, the man moved in, removing Paul's towel and fondling his body. The man was rock hard, and moaning audibly. He ran his hand down Paul's body, his finger bouncing off of each square of Paul's young six pack. 'Turn around', the man said. Paul turned around, kneeling on the small bed, pushing his ass into the air invitingly. He noticed another one of those biohazard tattoos. 'What's your tattoo?' he asked absentmindedly. 'Nothing you need to know about boy', the man said. Paul shuffled further onto the bed. 'You want me to fuck you slut?'. Paul nodded his agreement, and the man mounted Paul from behind, resting his hands on Paul's slim, muscular hips. Paul winced as he felt the man's cock slide into him. The man began to pound immediately, panting as he leaned on Paul's slender frame. 'Ah... ow... slow down... please?' Paul pleaded. The man spat on Paul's back. 'Shut the fuck up slut'. This turned Paul on even more, though he knew it shouldn't. The man pounded Paul's ass, and Paul began to enjoy it. 'Awww yeah, fuck me. FUCK ME!' Paul began to play with his cock as the man slammed his ass. He could hear the man panting, almost as if he was struggling. Suddenly, he pulled out. He pushed Paul against the wall and lay on the bed. 'Sit on my cock you fucking slut'. Paul did what he was told, and straddled the man. His asshold quivered over the man's cock as he lowered himself onto it, moaning. 'Fuck me... please'. The man kneaded Paul's ass cheeks, still not believing the body he could see bouncing in front of him. It wasn't long before the man knew he couldn't hold it any more. 'Aww yeah I'm gonna cum. You ready boy? You want my toxic seed boy?' 'Yes! YES! Fuck me... fucking cum in my ass!' Paul wondered fleetingly what the man meant by toxic, but he grinded his asshold onto the man's cock. He could hear heavy panting from the door, and he knew there was a huge queue of men behind it that wanted him. 'Oh boy, oh... ahhh... I'm gonna... here it comes!' Paul screamed as he felt jet after jet of hot cum splash inside his asshole. The man was screaming, kneading Paul's ass so hard it was turning red. He lay, panting, as Paul's asshole quivered, unable to hold the load any longer. He peeled himself off of the man's cock, feeling warm cum flooding down his legs. The man was spent, unable to move. Paul slowly picked up his towel, cleaning his ass as he did. The man stared at him malevolently. 'You ready for another load boy?' Paul knew he shouldn't, but the man's cock was so small... He wanted more. 'Y-yes', Paul said. The man grinned. 'Open the door then boy...'

I don't have the time for daily breeding usually, but the more I get, the more I want -- sharing sperm is a more intimate and satisfying experience to me; plus the naturally occurring nutrients in cum are good for us, too.

Part Ten The following Monday at school Eric looked for Cody as school. He found him in the cafeteria during lunch. He pulled Cody aside to tell him “Thanks for the weekend fun, I can’t wait to do it again.” Cody replied “I’m glad you enjoyed yourself. I’m sure we can arrange something again. I take it you’re OK with my pozzing you?” Eric had a big grin on his face as he let Cody know “OK, I’m glad you pozzed me.” Cody smiled back at Eric and asked him, “Why are you glad?” He let Cody in on a little secret “There’s this friend of mine that’s going to be visiting during his spring break. I want to poz his ass and let him return to school.” Cody asked “What’s his name?” Eric answered “It’s Ethan Jones.” Cody remembered Ethan. He was tall, lean and thin and knew he was also kind of a nerd. They both figured that Ethan would jump at the chance to get fucked by a jack like Cody. It would be a couple weeks till spring break. Cody knew he’d be able to get what he needed trough Paul or Sean. The following week Cody got a text from Sean. He was home sick with the ‘flu’. Cody got a big smile on his face and immediately texted Eric and let him know the good news. Sean asked Cody in a text message ‘I was supposed 2 go w/the rents away this weekend…they will go if I you will stay with me for the night.’ This would be the weekend that Ethan was home. Eric obtained the needed supplies from Paul and let Eric know that they might be able to pull the pozzing off the weekend at Sean’s. Friday after school Cody went to Sean’s house. Sean’s parents let Cody in and were glad that someone would be with him while they were out of town for the night. They showed Cody to Sean’s room where he tossed his backpack on the floor. He found Sean in his bed looking kind of sick, but the moment his parents said their goodbyes and were out the door he seemed to perk up. Cody asked him, “How ya feeling?” Sean looked up at Cody with a big grin and pulled his bed covers back to reveal a very hard cock and said “How do you think I feel.” Cody didn’t waste time and dropped his mesh basketball shorts, shucked his t-shirt off and hopped into bed with the recovering Sean. The two kissed and began working each other’s cocks. Cody suggested they down some Viagra and slam to enjoy the night right. Sean agreed as Cody pulled the party supplied out. Sean asked him “How much did ya get?” Cody answered “I got an 8-ball from Paul and 2 bags of points. He also set me up with a couple tourniquets.” Sean then asked “How much that cost you?” Cody let Sean know “It was about $210. Eric tossed in $70 and I covered the rest.” Sean let him know “I’ve got some money the rents left me. I’m sure I can toss in my share too.” They each fixed a nice slam for themselves as they would kiss from time to time. Once they were ready each one applied a tourniquet to his bicep, found a good vein, wiped the area with alcohol and stuck the point in the vein. They made sure they were in the vein with the familiar register flash of blood before each point was emptied. They kissed again before pulling their tourniquet off. As the rush hit them and they coughed they quickly resumed kissing and stoking the other’s cock. They spent that night taking turns fucking the other. As it grew dark out and the Tina began to wear off they knew it was time to rest. Eric would have Ethan over early afternoon on Saturday.

Part Nine Eric was ready for another slam but was caught off guard when Cody stuck two points in him. Eric knew to trust Cody, yeah, he gave him HIV but he exposed him to the best sexual experience he couldn’t have imagined. While Eric watched Cody administering his double slam Sean and Paul had already finished their slams and were fucking on the sofa bed. As Cody was registering a flash in each point Eric asked “Will you teach me how to slam?” Cody leaned in to kiss Eric before he pushed the plungers down and answered Eric’s question “Of course I will teach you to slam.” After Cody answered the question he emptied both points giving Eric a hefty double slam. He pulled the points and Eric quickly put a tissue over where the needles had just been and raised his arm over head as Cody pulled the tourniquet off. Eric Coughed out hard 4 times as he went into another world of pleasure while Sean was fucking Paul in the sofa bed. Cody began to fuck Eric as he still had his slam to administer. He couldn’t wait to get inside his drugged up friend. Cody began to apply his tourniquet after about 5 minutes of his fucking Eric. Once he was ready he shoved his cock inside Eric balls deep while he stuck his slam in a prominent vein, registered a flash of blood and pushed the plunger down. He resumed fucking after he pulled the point from his arm and removed the tourniquet. Cody coughed out a couple times and became a fuck machine as he began to pound Eric’s ass with little mercy. The Tina seemed to go directly to Cody’s cock and balls since he groaned out and experienced a very strong orgasm emptying his balls inside Eric’s cum filled hole. The Tina kept him going as he continued to fuck Eric. Cody fucked Eric for nearly 2 hours as Sean and Paul flipped back and forth between top and bottom. When Cody finally needed a break Paul and Sean were ready to show Eric what real pleasure felt like. While Paul Lay on his back Cody and Sean helped Eric over to where Paul was waiting. They had Eric mount Paul’s hard cock. Once Eric was situated Paul pulled him in for a deep kiss as Sean got in behind Eric. Eric never knew what was happening until he felt Sean’s cock sliding in next to Paul’s already deep inside him. Cody was there to feed Eric poppers and ethyl chloride to help him relax and within seconds of Eric’s penetration he was enjoying his first double fuck. Cody stood over Paul’s head feeding Eric his cock while Eric took both cocks like a champ. The three had a good rhythm going allowing Eric to enjoy all three cocks. As Saturday drifted into Sunday Paul’s cell began to signal that soon more guys would be arriving to use Eric’s hole. The guys had to stop when there was a knock at the door. Cody went to answer the door as the others relaxed. The rest of the time till mid day Sunday there were a number of new guys that came and went from the action going on in Paul’s apartment. When the last guy left Eric had so much cum inside his hole he was afraid it would leak out all over the seats in Cody’s car. Paul had a solution and inserted a butt plug to keep the cum from leaking out.

Part Six As Cody showered with the other twink he learned that the kids name was Sean and that he was bug chasing. Cody learned from Paul that he was probably toxic when he fucked the student trainer almost guaranteeing that he’d be pozzed. Cody knew that he probably could poz this kid. The two began to kiss in the shower as Cody told Sean, “Paul just pozzed me about a month ago.” Sean got a big smile on his face and asked “Have you started meds yet.” Cody shook his head ‘No’ as Sean got on his knees to suck Cody hard. As Cody’s cock grew he had told Sean “I want to slam while we fuck.” Sean agreed “Why don’t we dry off and prep some points. Then I’ll suck you hard and you can fuck me for a while, then we’ll slam and you can fuck me some more.” The twink’s climbed out of the shower, dried off and went into the living room to prepare a couple slams. Cody took a couple Viagra’s before he began to prep his point. As Sean prepped his Cody asked him “What’s the most you’ve ever slammed?” Sean let Cody know “I’ve did a double once, both were a 4.0 making an 8.0 total.” Cody got an evil grin on his face as he grabbed a second point for Sean to match Sean’s 5.0 he already had prepped for himself. Cody didn’t argue as Cody had his second point in hand. After all the points were ready Sean began to suck Cody’s semi-hard cock. The two climbed on the sleeper sofa bed as Sean lay on his back and Cody climbed on top of him. Cody slid his cock inside Sean’s hole and began to fuck the neg twink. When they were ready Sean wrapped his legs around Cody’s body to keep him inside his neg hole as they fixed tourniquets on their arms. Cody took the smaller of Sean’s two points and hit his vein while Sean began to look for a vein to use for his double slam. Once Cody had a good vein he hit it and drew back some of his poz blood to help Sean’s conversion. Once Sean had the fist point in his arm Cody helped with the second point getting it in a second vein. Cody asked Sean “Ready?” Sean nodded yes as he emptied one point and Cody emptied the second one. Once both were pulled from Sean’s arm Sean massages the injection site with tissue as Cody pulled the tourniquet off. Cody knew when the slam hit Sean as his ass spasmed a little and cum leaked from his cock as he coughed out very hard and began to breathe heavily. Cody thrusted in and out of Sean’s neg hole before he did his own slam. He began to fuck Sean again as he worked to pull the tourniquet off his own arm. The sensation from his fucking Cody made both boys cum. Cody felt like his orgasm lasted a long time as he knew he was filling the twink’s neg hole with his charges load. Cody lost a little bit of his hardness as he kept fucking into Sean. With the Viagra Cody had taken before his slam he was able to fuck Sean for a good 4 hours without stopping. Sean took another load from Cody before Cody needed a break. Luckily for Sean more guys began to show up and he moved to the sling for guys to take turns seeding his hole.

Part Four Cody sent a called Paul after the student trainer left and told Paul what he had done to the kid. Paul was excited to hear about Cody’s conquest and promised him “There are more neg asses out there to be pozzed.” Paul’s comments got Cody rock hard and he told Paul “I want to jerk off while we’re on the phone.” Paul urged him “Save your poz seed for the weekend.” Cody let Paul know “It will be a challenge but I’ll do my best. Today was the first time I came in nearly a month.” Paul chuckled as Cody let him know “I never cum during the state tournament so that he can channel his sexual energy into his wrestling.” Paul assured Cody “We’re going to celebrate your championship and pozzing you first neg ass this weekend.” Cody told Paul “I am looking forward to this weekend.” Paul let Cody know “I’m going to take off work on Friday to set up for the weekend’s festivities. Your welcome to come over anytime that day.” The rest of the week the student trainer kept bugging Cody to fuck him while Cody attempted to save his seed. Luckily Cody was able to avoid the student trainer most of the week as the weekend was quickly approaching. Cody informed his parents “I’m going to celebrate my state championship with a few friends this weekend.” His father told him “OK, but be careful not to do anything stupid, and if you drink alcohol, don’t drive.” Cody assured his parents “We’re not going to do any drinking of alcohol.” He was sure to omit the fact that he planned on pnping. When Friday came Cody had a few things he would need for the weekend in his back pack. When school was over he headed to Paul’s place. He was amazed at how Paul had set up for the weekend. He rearranged the furniture and placed a sling in the living room right beneath the ceiling fan. He had the sofa bed set up with plastic sheet. There was a fuck/fisting bench and a St. Andrew cross. Cody was excited to try it all. Once everything was arranged Paul gave Cody a couple blue pills. “This is Viagra and should help you get hard when you slam. If this doesn’t work I’ve got some Caverject that will definitely work. I want to feel that cock of yours inside me.” Cody smiled and the two kissed and then swallowed their Viagra’s. They resumed kissing as the Viagra when to work. Once they were both naked Paul pulled out the party supplies and showed Cody how to prepare and administer his own point. Cody was already hard when the points were ready. The two decided to slam together as they kissed and applied the tourniquet’s to each other arms. Paul made sure that Cody had hit a vein just before he hit his own. Once both points were emptied they kissed as they pulled each other’s tourniquets off. They coughed through their kiss as Paul grabbed Cody’s hard cock and pulled him down on top of himself. Cody’s cock was quickly lubed up and inside Paul’s hole. Cody pumped away and with his rush (and since he hadn’t cum since he fuck the student trainer on Monday) he shot his load inside Paul. Paul told Cody “This is just the beginning of the weekend.”

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