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Thanks for the great response to part 1, here's what happens next. Part 2. With the first letter of his new status on his chest, and the warm poz seed that he hoped would help make it real inside his smooth muscled ass, Dan wandered upstairs with his drink in his hand. Greg had suggested he should good see the rest of the crowd and pointed him towards the beige carpeted stairs that led from the large open plan living area of the duplex apartment upstairs to the bedrooms. He had not yet cum and his dick remained rock hard, eight inches of thick uncut meat that had been toyed with and sucked but had yet to invade a tight ass. His thoughts drifted briefly back to Alex, asleep in bed, he felt guilty for a moment but that guilt vanished as he heard moaning emanating from a bedroom at the top of the stairs. He stood in the doorway, the room was mostly taken up with a large double bed, and the only illumination came from a small lamp on a bedside table. There were four people in the room, one was a beefy black guy, not tall, and bulky without being fat. His smooth dark skin reflected the dim light and a huge cock hung between his legs. He looked up as Dan stood in the doorway and beckoned him in. Dan has never fucked a black guy, Alex suggested it was casual homo racism when Dan turned town black guys whom Alex suggested inviting to their bed. But Dan wasn't averse to the idea, he'd just never met a black guy he wanted to fuck. In other circumstances he would have pondered this further, but the vodka and his persistently hard dick banished those thoughts. Entering the room, Dan could see the focus of activity was a guy on the bed. Skinny and blond, he was a perfect twink. Smooth everywhere except for a light dusting of hair around his dick, Dan guessed him to be still a teenager. He was blindfolded and his wrists were secured to the metal bed head with leather restraints; a gag hung loosely around his neck. The twink's legs were in the air, resting on the shoulders of a broad muscled guy who Dan supposed to be around 35. Tattoos sleeved one arm and his chest and back were adorned with patterns of ink that included dragon wings across his shoulders. As Dan moved to the side of the bed, he could see clearly a thick veiny cock pumping into the twink's hole. The twink was already marked with a P and an O, and the muscular stud breeding him proudly displayed his positive status across his chest. The final person in the room was a tall, slender Asian guy. Smooth, with floppy dark hair his chest was free of hair or letters, but a light treasure trail led down to a cock that he was jerking furiously whilst watching the scene before him. The twink moaned as the tattooed guy pounded him hard, and growled "Yeah, you love that you little slut! You wanna take my toxic load and get that last letter?" The twink moaned in response, "No, stop, please, I don't want it", as he pulled at the restraints. Dan was momentarily concerned as the twink desperately tried to free himself from the inevitability of infection. "Too late slut, two loads and now my precum is enough to turn you on its own, you're already a poz slut so live with it." He leaned forward and pulled that gag up, muffling the twink's desperate cries of defiance into mumbles. Dan jumped slightly as he felt a finger in his cum-filled hole. The black guy was behind him and whispered "Don't worry, there's a safe word, but he won't use it." "Was he neg to start with?" Dan asked. "Does it matter?" was the response, with the addition of "...but he won't be after this load." Dan was jerking his cock hard as he watched the tattooed guy gasping, signalling his imminent explosion into the twink, the finger in his hole felt good as it worked inside, pushing Greg's hot poz seed further into him. Dan imagined the creamy load, filled with its toxic passengers burying itself inside him as tattoo roared and thrust his cock in ball-deep, filling his skinny victim with a dirty load. The twink moaned under his gag as tattoo withdrew, his dick slick with cum and ass, the Asian guy leapt down from the chest of drawers on which he was sitting at the back of the room and eagerly cleaned the messy, still hard, dick as the black guy whispered to Dan "Looks like it's your turn." Dan approached the bed where the twink lay, his hole open and used. He pulled down the gag and went in to kiss the beautiful boy deeply. Almost reflexively, the twink raised his legs in the air as Dan pressed his solid dick against the smooth ass in front of him. "I'm gonna breed you now, slut," Dan whispered as their tongues explored each other, whereupon Dan suggested "but I think you need to struggle." Pulling his face to one side, the twink moaned "No, please, no more, I don't want it bare, I don't want to be poz! Stop raping me." With those words Dan plunged his dick inside the twink's hole, already slick with lots of cum. Dan didn't need lube to get ball-deep. The twink howled with pleasure as Dan piston-fucked him; he'd been needing to fuck like this all day, all week, and this twink was exactly what he needed. Tattoo leaned over as he painted the letter onto the twink's chest, marking him visibly as surely as he had internally. Seeing this pushed Dan over the edge and after only a few minutes he felt his cock surge and the twink's hole tense as he unloaded deep inside. Hoping this was his last neg load, Dan pulled his dick out and the tall skinny Asian went to work cleaning his dick. The black guy released the restraints from the twink who removed the blindfold to reveal quite how model-perfect he was. He rolled over onto his front and closed his eyes. The black guy motioned to the skinny Asian who assumed the twink's place on the bed and as he left the room Dan heard the click of restraints being secured. As he walked down the corridor, Dan felt a hand on his shoulder. Heavily muscled arms pressed him against the wall and he had a glimpse of a familiar sleeve tattoo as a huge dick began sliding into his hole. To be continued...

Father’s day surprise Daniel at 19 years old, 5’10” tall with sandy brown hair and green eyes, athletic, smart and what most would consider very good looking, he was a son that would make any dad proud. He had done drama productions in the fall and played baseball in the spring, throughout his high school years, girls and guys would swoon when he entered a room, and he seemed inseparable from his best friend and partner in crime, Mike I’m Eric, believe it or not I’m only 35, with a hot 19year old son who now lives with me, doing the math, I was 16 when Daniel was born, a near virginal birth, you see I never had sex as a youth, unless you count masturbation. That pissed off my girlfriend (beard) at the time, as she was always trying to get me to do her, but she just didn’t get a rise from me. She somehow managed to steal my semen and impregnate herself. Karen was a bitchy cheerleader and wanted my baby, after all, I was captain of the football team, straight “A” student taking AP classes, 6’1 150# dishwater blonde hair and the ultimate catch for her. She managed to make it through the semester then disappeared during the summer returning with an adorable baby boy in the fall, DNA test proved Daniel to be of my linage, which bolstered my reputation, one which I did not deserve, I might add, and made me even more popular, and allowing me to stay in the closet. I experimented a little in gay sex in college, determining I really liked guys but I still refused to come out, preferring casual hook ups, always safe, and occasional fuck buds, usually in other towns as I traveled a lot after college getting my business up and running. When Daniel was 10, Karen sent him to live with me, as she could no longer handle his behavior, or the pranks that he and Mike would pull. I had built up a successful business by then and could give Daniel a good home life, whereas Karen had fallen in with the wrong crowd and I suspect CPS was soon to intervene anyway. Having this precocious little 10 year old put a cramp in my sex life but I loved him, and was willing to sacrifice my pleasures to make sure he was taken care of. Although I did manage to find hookups when Daniel was in school, and when he would spend the night over at Mike’s and when I would go away on business trips the local baths played host to my sexual desires, and there was always the internet. At 13 Daniel came to me and confessed he liked boys more than girls. We had a chat about it and he promised me he would abstain from physical sexual contact till he meet the right guy or 18 which ever came first, I chuckled at that and we were happy to know he felt comfortable with his sexual identity. Mike and Daniel were neighbors and classmates from third grade on, Mike’s parents moving to my side of town when he was around 10, our town being a small rural community it didn’t change what schools either r boy attended and they remained stuck like glue, though I had to reel them in on the pranks to maintain their good citizenship in the community. They both went out for the same plays and sports teams, Mike seemed to be over at our place as much as he was at his own. Mike was a hot stud just like Daniel at 6’2”175# of solid muscle, he too was 19 and athletic and smart. This story started with Mike about a year ago when he asked me to help him plan a birthday party for Daniel’s 18th birthday, what I didn’t know at the time was his plans for what would become the birthday party then the lockdown birthday bash. The party was scheduled just a couple weeks into the fall semester of the local community college, guest started arriving around 4:30 a mixed crowd of late teen guys and gals, we mingled for a couple hours had appetizers and beverages appropriate for the age range had cake and sang happy birthday to Daniel, opened a few presents then the crowd started to thin, I noticed it was mostly hot guys sticking around, and a few late arrivals, I told Danny and Mike I was bushed and headed up to my room, I could still hear the small remaining crowd downstairs as I relaxed on my bed slowly drifting into a sleepy nap. I had stripped to a tank top and basketball shorts commando as usual as I lay on top of the covers drifting in and out. About a half hour later I felt a weight get on the bed then a pair of hands wraparound me, a pair of lips met mine and began kissing me, my cock began stiffening as a second pair reached under the flimsy material and began stroking my cock. As I opened my eyes to find Mike kissing me, a pair of lips engulfed my throbbing penis, I glanced down to see Daniel with half my cock in his mouth, working it expertly, Mike continued to work my nipples beneath the tank before lifting it over my head as Daniel pulled my shorts down so he could have better access to the jewel that produced him. I looked around and the perimeter of the room was filled with hot young men, bare ass naked watching my boy and his best friend seduce me, many were wanking, others were making out. Daniel began licking my balls and his finger found my manhole and began caressing it, Mike worked down my chest past my nipples realigning his body so I was face to face with his junk I had never even entertained the idea of having sex with my son, his friends maybe, but I thought I had kept that pretty much to myself and the internet porn I watched and here I was presented with the opportunity to suck my sons best friend while he worked my cock and hole. While his friends watched was kinky in my mind, Daniel was beginning to rim my hole as Mike started sucking my cock, it felt like I was dreaming as the over stimulation of my neither regions took over my rational thought. Daniel and mike started making out around my now rigid cock, the Mike scooted up and presented his cock for me to suck as Daniel straddled my torso lowering himself down onto my cock “Daddy you told me to save myself for the right guy, so both Mike and I want you to take our cherries tonight in front of all these witnesses” With that he pressed his virgin ass down onto my cock, taking in my fat mushroom head, his eyes bulged out at the initial shock of pain and tears formed at the corners, he lifted off my cock as a drop of precum dribbled out, I grabbed some lube from the nightstand and handed it to Daniel who applied it to his hole then slid back onto my cock, stretching him wider as he took another inch into his boycunt. He slowly edged himself down my 9 inch shaft, impaling himself on his father’s rock hard cock. I was deep throating Mike as Daniel began riding my cock, I was meeting his downward slides with an upward thrust, fucking into my son as deep as I could go. After about a half hour I blasted my load into my son’s raw hole, somewhat of a first for me as I almost always played safe. Daniel whispered in my ear ”Dad, now that you’ve bred me, can you breed my boyfriend?” With that he pulled off of me and Mike slid down my still hardened phallus. Daniel bending over to let Mike rim his cummy ass. The evening progressed from there to an all-out orgy, the others in the room moving in to join in on the sex. I must have took at least a half dozen loads that night and my boy took just as many, along with his best friend/boyfriend. The others started getting dressed and drifting away around 3 in the morning as my son and Mike cuddled up to me, no longer a need to hide my sexual activities from Daniel, since it was evident that he and Mike would becoming a staple in my activities. I had almost always played safe up until that night with the boys, the exceptions generally with regular fuck buds who I knew to be neg. at the time. While I fantasied about hot bare sex, I was just too scared to take the risk. That all changed after Daniel’s 18th birthday party/orgy, call me a convert but I realized I liked feeling raw cock in my ass as well as sliding my bare tool in some hot stud. I soon set up accounts on BBRT and other bareback sites and soon found I had developed a kinky side, somehow finding my way to breeding zone. It took about six months or so and I started fantasizing about chasing the bug and stopped asking status of the guys I hooked up with, while Daniel and Mike were away. Mike moved in to Daniels room about two months after his birthday party and they would routinely end up sleeping in my bed, with many mornings waking to find them taking turns on my rod as I lay in that state between sleep and being awake, vying to see who could end up with my seed. Not sure but I think they would hack into my computer and spy on dear old dad and his proclivities. Over the next year while they attended community college we would throw sex parties and we would all end up filled with cum. I got to know some of their close friends biblically and almost never ran out of young bucks to fuck and fill with my baby batter, or take their young meat into my holes. One such party was last night, Saturday before Father’s day, it started out as a barbecue with some friends on the deck and soon I was deeply impaled on my son’s cock, followed by Mike’s impressive tool, then about five of their friends filled me up, before allowing me to slide into a hot new blonde twink boy, that they had just met a few weeks ago at school. He was tight, claimed he mostly topped, which I can understand with a 10 inch cock hanging between his legs, he was a moaner when getting plowed and quite vocal when plowing a hole, I think I even heard him proclaim “Take my dirty seed” to one hot red head he was plowing. That just got my juices flowing faster as I pounded his boycunt. I later learned he was just 18 and just a freshmen at the local university. I fucked him for a good 10 minutes before I felt that familiar tingle in my balls and soon filled his guts with my seed, clenching my ass cheeks tightly together to keep my own loads from leaking out. As I blasted his hole I started to remember he was one of the guys who had filled me earlier, I blasted a couple more squirts before pulling out and he swung around and cleaned off my tool then kissed me passionately, winking back as he walked away, later that evening as the boys cuddled with me under the stars, they asked if I had, had fun, I replied yes, and as the final guest left we all cuddled into bed. I awoke late and wandered down to the kitchen, a note was on the table which read "Hey, Dad. Mike and I are heading to the lake for some fun. Feel free to come out and join us. We’ll be at the north beach area. You know where. BTW, Happy Father’s day." Clipped to the note were two pieces of paper, HIV test slips, both about nine months old, one with Danny’s results, and one with Mike's results. Both were poz.

Well, it was time to visit Grandpa. That was until I discovered all these hot bareback sex sites on the 'net and found that while it made me sick, it also made me hard. I started reading all the stories I could find and would go on icq and chatrooms and get off on the heady world of barebacking. After months of this, it dawned on me that I really wanted to do it. I wanted to be pozzed, even if I was only 18. And better yet, I didn't have to look very hard to find a guy to poz me, it could be a family affair. Yeah, you guessed it. I want my Grandpa to do the honors and breed my teenage ass. So, one Saturday I caught the bus out to the hospice, which was located just over the City line, and was run by Jerry, a very nice man, and his partner, Trevor, both of whom were in their twenties. Jerry and Trevor oversaw the hospice and on this occasion there were about twenty men staying there, all of whom had AIDS. I had been here several times before, but generally had found the place depressing, perhaps because I had never taken the time to appreciate the finer beauty of the disease. Instead, on earlier trips I had focused on the smell of death which pervaded the hospice, and, to be honest, I found it difficult to watch my Grandpa waste away. He had been a vital and fit man who lived life to the fullest, but at this point his very body was rotting from within, his muscles had wasted, although he still looked fairly good, I suppose, as his body was still lean and tight. I also distinctly remember my grandfather generally seemed happy, even if he was dying. Upon arriving I chatted with Jerry, and he remarked how happy he was to see me again, and continued saying my grandfather often spoke of eagerly of my visits, telling all his friends that I was a fine and good-looking young man. I blushed at hearing his description, only to have Jerry look me up and down and confirm the truth of my grandfather's compliment. I looked at him, and wondered if I should read a message in Jerry's remark, but Jerry simply smiled and mentioned it had been awhile since there was someone really fit and healthy in the hospice, and in the course of his remarks, casually let it slip that both he and Trevor were also infected. I looked at him somewhat incredulous, but couldn't deny to myself that my dick was bulging in my shorts at the very thought. Jerry offered me a chair and chatted for several minutes, mentioning he had been pozzed several years earlier, and that he was one of those men who hated condoms and so one night he simply decided to stop using them. The rest, as they say, was history. I asked about Trevor, and Jerry said he had, in all likelihood, infected Trevor. Encouraged by his openness, I asked all sorts of questions, thinking to myself that I felt almost as if my cock was about to shoot. It was all too much. Jerry told me that infecting Trevor hadn't hurt their relationship, as Trevor wanted to convert, taking the view that as he was young and sexually active, it was only a matter of time before he became infected anyway, so it made sense to be converted by someone he loved? I remarked that Trevor's view made sense. After a few minutes Jerry commented that I seem very interested in raw sex. I responded "Yeah, I'm into it, well, I wanna be into it. I've been reading a lot of stories off the 'net and chatting to poz guys around the world." Jerry asked how I would summarize my thoughts, and I replied "Well, it freaks me out, but I can't stop thinking about it and my best jack-off fantasies are thinking about some guy fucking me raw and infecting me." Jerry smiled, and remarked "I can see you're into it, if only 'cause you're rock hard." I blushed when I realized my excitement had resulted in a full hard-on that was tenting my shorts. I look over at Jerry and he laughed as I was bright red, but he told me there was no reason to be ashamed or embarrassed, as it was a natural reaction. He went on, remarking that hot bareback sex was hot, and that when I was ready I'd make the right decision. I considered telling him the reason for my visit, but decided to hold off, as I was worried about how he might react. Then after some more conversation, in which he told me some stories involving his hottest bareback encounters, he suggested I must be anxious to see my Grandpa. I replied that I was, and with that he led me to my Grandfather's room. It was time to visit Grandpa. "Grandpa?" Standing at his door, I knocked and waited for a few seconds, but didn't hear a reply, so I cautiously opened the door and peered in. Empty. Grandpa wasn't there, but I decided to wait his room for him. I made myself comfortable on his bed and, looking around, I saw his night table was littered with bottles of poppers and some porn magazines. The magazines all had a common thread: youngish guys being fucked raw by older men, some of whom were old enough to be my grandfather. I flipped through the pages and felt my cock bulging again, so I picked-up the poppers, unscrewed the lid and took several deep sniffs, thinking to myself, 'Oh fuck, this is good stuff'. The sensation was overwhelming and, as I felt my heartbeat quicken, I also felt the rush overcome me and I felt the need for cock as I salivated while looking at the photos. It was too much. I needed to beat my cock, so I pulled off my shorts and sat there on my Grandpa's bed, jacking my cock while taking repeated sniffs from the brown bottles, sampling each different brand. Rush. Jungle juice. Pig sweat. Mmmmm! I spat on my fingers and work some saliva into my hole, jacking my cock vigorously. It felt great and I longed to be one of those young guys in the fuckrags taking cock from an older man cock into my ass and throat. I wanted to be a whore for men. I got up on the bed and bent over, working a finger into my ass. In so doing, I accidentally dropped the bottle of poppers and in reaching down to pick it up, I noticed a crusty looking vibrator gleaming under the bed. Perfect! Seeing that Grandpa wasn't available, his vibrator would be the next best thing. I took a few more hits from the poppers and greedily wrapped my lips around the crusty vibrator, coating it with my spit. Then, lapping the foul tasting juices off it, I took it down my throat. getting it nice and sticky with my teenage spit. I then take another sniff from the poppers and after sucking on the vibrator a bit more work it slowly into my hole, feeling it push at my virgin ass and thrust inside my cherry. God it felt good. I thrust the vibrator slowly into my hole and moaned as I felt my ass twitching in response to the penetration and longing to feel a real cock in my ass. God, I still can't believe what I did. Here I was, on my Grandpa's bed and fucking myself with his vibrator. But as my ass slowly opened up and adjusted to the vibrator, I stopped thinking where I was, or with what I was fucking myself. I needed to be fucked. So I thrust the vibrator in harder, took a few deep huffs from the bottle of poppers, and fucked myself even harder. And then it happened. I felt my balls tense-up and my ass sucked in the vibrator a little bit more, my balls drew up and my body spasmed as I sprayed my cum on the bed sheets. My load sprayed out of my cock which was twitching wildly, shooting load after load of seed over the bed sheets, drenching a poz man's bed with my neg load. After cleaning up a little and pulling my shorts back on, I looked around the room further and came across a photo album which was filled with hundreds of photos, some of which showed my Grandpa as a young man of my age, and even more surprisingly, it included photos of my Grandpa at close to his current age, having sex with guys of all ages. I flipped through the album, and examined each photo carefully, noticing that some of the photos had a caption, including remarks like 'Bred this one' and 'Didn't want it, but changed his mind with a dose of X'. My god! The album was a virtual treasure trove of some of my Grandpa's sexual exploits. After settling back on the bed I flipped through the pages and felt myself getting hard again. Looking at the photos of one young guy being fucked, I couldn't help but feel the need to beat off and dream about how hot it was to look at photographs of my Grandpa fucking his poz cock into the boy, making the guy his poz bitch. Man. Talk about a trip. And then it dawned on me: my Grandpa was a breeder! My god. The realization was enough to make me wanna shoot, but I somehow held off and keep looking at the photos while my dick leaked precum over my stomach. As I sat there looking at the photos I couldn't believe what I was seeing, and further it almost seemed as if the room was crashing in on me. I wanted to be bred at a hospice filled with men with full-blown AIDS. Seeing the numerous fuck rags and bottles of poppers in my Grandpa's room. And just where is Grandpa? Shouldn't he be here? I assumed Jerry had understood my Grandfather was in his room, but obviously he must have been mistaken. Just then I saw the door slowly open. "Grandpa!" "Adam? God, boy, it's good to see you!" We hugged and I felt a bit embarrassed that I was still hard and hoped he didn't notice. "Its great to have you here boy. I've missed you." And with that he noticed the open photo album on the bed and commented "Ah, I see you've discovered some of my secrets." "Yeah. I didn't mean to pry. It was just that once I started looking at the photographs I couldn't help seeing more." "No need for explanations, boy. Judging from that nice cock that I see you're packing, it's obvious you enjoyed what you saw." Fuck. He noticed. I stood there blushing and imagining the bright shade of crimson I was turning, but Grandpa just laughed and hugged me again and patted my crotch. Then he invited me to sit on the bed and we had a long man to man talk. Since he knew I was aware of at least some of his 'secrets', my Grandfather was quite free in his remarks, and there was no ice between us. I told him of my reasons behind wanting to visit and he expressed some surprise that I wanted him to breed me. He wasn't shocked that I want to be bred, no, he understood that all too well. He knew what a fucking turn on it was to take poz cum - as well as to give it. I asked him what it was like for him to shoot his poz cum into all the guys whose photographs I had seen in the photo album, and he replied "It was fantastic. Shooting poz cum into a neg body is an amazing turn-on, knowing that once his raw cock was inside the guy's ass, that it would be up to him as to whether he filled the guy's hole with poz seed, admitting "Sure, some guys didn't want it, but that just made me even more determined to give it to them." I smiled and asked how he became a breeder, and Grandpa replied "It was a natural extension of taking and giving loads. Many years ago, when I was neg, I would go out to baths when Grandma was home baking or off shopping with friends, and while I loved your Grandma, Adam, it wasn't enough. Sometimes a man needs more than a woman can provide. And so it was with me and your grandmother. I loved her deeply but found the sex I was getting at the baths was much better than anything she was providing back home." When I asked him when he sero-coverted, Grandpa gave a hearty laugh and slapped me on the back, remarking "My, you sure are well-educated, aren't you?" adding "Honestly, I don't know when I converted - I fucked around with many, many men, so it could have been virtually anyone." I then gulped and asked him if it made fucking Grandma difficult, knowing he was out fucking unsafely with other men and then doing her. He just smiled back at me and answered "Not at all, Adam," giving me a sleazy leer. I was shocked, and in my mind, begin questioning the circumstances that led to my Grandma's death. She was sick rather suddenly and was sick for a long time before she died. My god. Did my Grandpa breed my Grandma? I slumped back against the wall and looked at my grandfather in a whole new light. Grandpa noticed the shocked expression on my face, and asked "You alright, Adam?" "Yes," I replied, adding "It's just that I can't help wondering if you infected Grandma." Grandpa laughed and replied "Maybe I did, but she's dead now, and besides, you can't make an omelet without breaking a few eggs, Adam." He then laughed and I couldn't help but, in some way, admire his confidence: infecting and bugging up others and not giving a shit what happened. Just looking out for himself. Grandpa then looked at me affectionately and complemented me, saying how wholesome I look, and adding that it had been a long time since he had seen such a hot, healthy boy in the hospice. I asked him how life was in the hospice, and he answered it was really good, that sometimes the guys had bareback orgies and occasionally a boy will come into the hospice, the grandson of one of the other men who stay here, and that he will suck off several men, as other men fuck his neg ass and poz him up. Grandpa mentioned that even Jerry and Trevor occasionally got in on the action. I replied "That's pretty hot shit, Grandpa, and I love bareback" and with that our conversation moved onto my experiences. I told Grandpa that, for many years, I had had fantasies of men barebacking my neg raw ass, but only after seeing some of the bareback sites on the 'net was I was finally able to express verbally what I wanted, that when I saw the pictures and stories on the 'net part of me would feel sick, but I would also feel a sexual flush: I'd sweat, retch and feel nauseous, but my cock would be bulging in my jocks and straining for a marathon jack-off session. Seeing he was turned-on by the thought, I continued, saying that sometimes during class I would excuse myself 'cause I found myself looking at my hairy teacher in mathematics, and found myself thinking about him creaming in my young hole. Fucking me up and dominating my body. Afterwards I'd walk around the campus and see some of the other students and think how hot it would be to take all their loads, and I'd start jacking, thinking about some older men with HIV, fucking their poz cocks into my hole and changing my status, pumping their seed deep into my body and converting me whether or not I wanted it. Grandpa replied my fantasies were hot, but he pushed me for specific experiences I had had. I returned his gaze, and blushed, saying that when it came to actual encounters with guys, my experiences were few, and that beyond sucking a few cocks, and having had a few guys come on my face and chest, that I hadn't any stories to offer. Grandpa laughed, saying "That's nonsense. Looking at you, it's clear you have many things to offer, and all you need is a guide, an instructor, if you will. Someone to coach you about sex." I returned his gaze and asked "Will you help me, Grandpa?" Again he laughed, replying "Of course, Adam, I'll help you, boy!" and with that he gave me a rather wicked leer, adding "And now it is time for your training to begin, Adam, so follow me out to the patio. There are a few people I want you to meet." Grandpa led out to the back were a group of older men were sunning themselves. Some wore jocks, while others were fully nude. I noticed one man smiling broadly at me. He was a black man who appeared to be in his 40s. While I couldn't help but stare at his emaciated body, I also couldn't help but stare at the bulging nine inch black snake hanging between his legs. It was massive and I could already feel my ass twitching. Following my gaze, Grandpa quietly remarked "That's Frank" and introduced me to the group. Although apparently some of the residents of the hospice had gone out on a day trip with Trevor, over a dozen men were present on the patio. All were very friendly, and all but one was old enough to be my father or... grandfather. The youngish guy was in his 20's, and I eventually learned he had the supervirus strain, and had been infected when he was 17. After he continued fucking around for a number of years, he found he was getting sicker by the day and hence, he was admitted to the hospice. I looked over the young guy and although wasting, he still had a prettyboy look about himself, even if his face and body were obviously being ravaged by the virus. He commented that if I wanted it, he could help me out, and his strain would help me get over being so nervous about HIV. I just smiled and replied, "Thanks, but no thanks." As we chatted, I noticed Frank looking on appreciatively as he slid his fingers over his enormously long and thick black cock, which had a glob of pre-cum oozing from the head. He smiled and winked at me. I quickly turn away, embarrassed by his blatant invitation. Grandpa looked on, laughed and suggested I make myself comfortable, adding that he needed to go out briefly, but that he'd be back soon. With that Grandpa asked his friends to look after me, and he left the patio. With Grandpa's departure, I felt a bit edgy, but the men were all very nice and accommodating. If fact, several of them were clearly sizing me up, and Frank continued stroking his ever-growing black cock while he looked intently at me. I couldn't take my eyes off of Frank, and not surprisingly kept imagining the different ways I might enjoy his cock. It was just so big and fat. I wanted to kneel there and tongue the fucking pre-cum off it, running my tongue up and down the gooey shaft and lapping at his balls and letting him push me around. Being a black man's toy. The idea appealed to me enormously, particularly given that I had had limited to so few actual encounters with men, and then, never an interracial encounter. And I knew Frank wanted to play with me: I could see it in his eyes. He wanted to fuck his big cock into me and give me his poz cum. Fuck, I bet he had pozzed hundreds, maybe thousands, in his lifetime. Given the appeal of big cock, he'd have no shortage of guys wanting to swing on it. These thoughts ran through my head and naturally I was horny, so I asked where the toilet was, and upon learning it's location, I took leave of the guys. I needed some relief fast: I needed both to piss and beat off. Hurrying to the toilet, I entered the stall and shut the door. Inside I found some fuckrags on the floor, as well as a half-empty bottle of poppers. I took a few deep hits of the poppers and enjoyed the sensation. Of course I had read about them off the 'net but prior to this visit to Grandpa's hospice, I had never tried them, as it had occurred to me the use of poppers is one of the reasons bareback sex is so rampant: guys get all fucked up on substances, lose their inhibitions and do what they really want. But then who gives a shit about analyzing this fuck when the hit takes hold and you get that rush and euphoric sensation coursing through your body? I sat on the toilet, stroking my cock, as I looked through the magazines, taking an occasional additional hit from the little brown bottle. Fuck I was so horny, and wished Grandpa was with me right then and there. I knew I could really use some cock. Suddenly there was a knock at the door. I didn't reply, but continued beating off, but then there was another knock. "Occupied" I answered, adding "I'll just be a few minutes," but then the door opened and standing in the doorway was Frank, his cock hanging out, swaying back and forth, pre-cum drooling from the tip. "Oh, I think you'll be in here for some time, Adam" and with that he pushed himself into the toilet. I stared back dumbly at Frank and tried to gauge his smile. I told him I was a bit embarrassed, that I was just sitting there minding my own business, but Frank answered he was having none of that, that he could clearly see what I had been doing, that is, I had been beating my cock while looking to fuckrags, even as I was loaded up on poppers! I replied it wasn't a crime, but undeterred, Frank answered he wasn't accusing me, suggesting that I could use some company. I answered I didn't think that was such a good idea and he gave me an ultimatum: "Tell me that while you're high on poppers, boy!" I retorted I didn't have to do anything, but he replied that if I didn't comply with his orders, he would simply rape my ass and take what he wanted. I looked back at him and knew he meant business, so I did what he said. I unscrewed the lid of the brown bottle and took a deep sniff. "Ahhh that's it kid, take some deep snorts, you know you want to." I took three hits under each nostril and tried to remain steady on my feet as I looked back at Frank, but couldn't think of anything relevant to say. I just looked at him and felt saliva forming on my lips and tongue and realized I was beginning to drool. Frank just looked at me and instructed me to sit on the seat and to feed on his cock. I obeyed. Everything seemed to be moving simultaneously both quickly and slowly, that it wasn't really happening, that I wasn't sitting on a toilet seat and being stripped by a black man at an AIDS hospice and sucking his poz cock, sucking it for all I was worth, running my tongue and lips up and down his pole, and letting him fuck the head of his cock down my throat. God, the sensation was overwhelming. It was better than anything I'd read off the 'net, if only 'cause I wasn't imagining the experience, I was living it: I was having sex with a poz man! *** Frank continued fucking his cock in and out of my stretched mouth. My lips felt like they splitting open at the corners as I struggled to deep-throat the fucker. It went on steadily for some time till Frank announced he was going to fuck his entire nine inch cock down my throat, and he suggested I tell him when I was ready. I was psyched for the challenge but realized I needed more help, so I unscrewed the poppers again and took several sniffs under each nostril and then looked up and him and he asked me "Ready, boy?" I looked back at him and nodded, but he hit me in the face, grabbed a fist full of my hair and tells me to ordered me to tell him when I was fucking ready, not merely to just fucking nod! "I'm ready, Sir!" I grab the cock and put my mouth on it but Frank tells me to wait. That he wants to feed his Poz cock to me. So I sit on the seat beating my cock while looking up at him and he tells me to just put my lips on the end of it and to tell him when i'm ready. I feel a bit uncertain so sniff more poppers to help me loosen up and put my lips on the end of his cock as ordered and say with a mumbled voice "i'm ready" and wait for Frank to start. He simply looks back at me and states "you're a fucking hot pussyboy adam... and soon, you're going to be even hotter" i wonder what he means for a second or two and as the realization hits (along with the popper-induced effect) Frank begins thrusting his fat Poz black cock through my lips and struggle as it quickly fills my throat and i began gagging. "Loosen your throat boy. Pretend you're swallowing some water" i take his advice and slowly feel my throat relaxing to the ever-probing cock in my throat and am soon deep throating it like a pro. Sucking Poz cock like I have been doing it all my life. The sensations are incredible. I greedily thrust my lips back and forth on his Poz cock eager for his seed and soon have my lips, tongue and the rest of my face covered in pre-cum and saliva. Frank just smiles and continues fucking my face. ... after what seems an eternity, Frank tells me i'm ready and tells me to bend over. I don't object. I want cock in my ass now. I feel Frank kneeling behind me and pressing his tongue into my quivering hole and greasing me up with his spit. Feeling his tongue work its way over my hole and into my ass its too much and I feel like i'm gonna cum, but Frank sensing this, tells me to stop beating my cock and to just fuck my ass on his face and I do so. Fucking my neg boy asshole on his AIDS ridden gaunt-laden face. Wondering if he has sores on his tongue and is fucking them into my body? Frank stands back up and tells me to take a good snort of poppers as he's gonna fuck my hole good and I comply. Resistance is futile! And then it happens; I feel Frank pushing his Poz cock up into my ass and realize i'am now like one of the boys that that guy zach writes about on the net. The realization is overwhelming and I feel my cock stiffen further as i feel my ass swallowing up the long black cock thrusting ever upward into me. God I don't know what to think? Just a few days ago I was a normal teen sitting at home reading stories off the net and now here i'am living my own story and being fucked by a Poz cock – at an AIDS hospice. Talk about living fast! But somehow none of that really registers or matters to me now. All that matters is that Poz cock thrusting away in my ass and giving my body to Frank and as I feel him wrap his arms around me and pull me backward, I hear him say to me that he's gonna Poz me up. And just then as i hear the words I start to struggle. I don't want this man's load. I want my Grandpa's!!! He was the whole reason I came to the hospice in the first place. But now i'm a mess of confusion. God I don't know what to think. Does any of it really matter in the end? Do I care who Pozzes my neg hole? I just don't know... As I feel Frank thrusting his big black cock in me, a cock full of AIDS cum, i think of Grandpa and can't help but wish he was here right now fucking me. That was the whole reason behind my visit to the hospice – to get bred by my Grandpa. Still, as I feel Frank rutting away in my hole and filling it with his splooge and getting ready to seed me I can't help deny that this feels fucking fantastic. I'm no longer just jacking my cock thinking about some guy pummeling my hole with his AIDS cock, its really happening! And it's so much better than anything than I could have imagined. Feeling my ass take his entire cock and feeling it thrust away inside my neg body. Knowing that he has the power to Poz me if he so decides. That is a very heady feeling. Knowing that my health lies in his hands. That at any moment he can make a life-altering decision for me and that which fucks me, could ultimately kill me. Make me die. Change me from a healthy neg teen into a diseased Pozzed-up cumwhore. "Oh fuck... " i feel Frank's cock thrust in deeper and as it does so, it slides against my prostate and my body is racked with pleasures, the likes I have never known. "Oh god... " I begin thrusting back harder on Frank's cock as I take another hit of poppers and tell him to fucking tear my hole up and shoot his Poz cum into me. I want it so bad. I've never wanted anything so bad... Frank slams his Poz cock in and out of my ass and tells me he's gonna charge my hole. Really fucking give it to me. That i'm just a pussyboy asking for it and with that I feel his cock get hotter in my ass. Maybe it was the poppers, maybe it was the sheer pleasure I was feeling, but I could have sworn that his cock felt hot in my ass just then. And then it happens. Frank's balls draw up and he tells me he is about to cum and then I feel like a loaded gun is going off inside my neg ass and i feel all warm inside and can feel his Poz cum shooting inside my body. Drenching my insides and coating my asswalls with his diseased load. "Oh fuck... " Frank holds onto me and slams his cock back and forth as more cum sprays out of his piss-slit into me. It's never-ending and my hole feels like its taken a bucket full of Poz cum deep inside. I just stand there gasping at the sheer pleasure. Defeated, and wanting more. And then I think of Grandpa. I had thought he would be the first man to fuck his Poz cock into me. But he wasn't. It was this slimy diseased black fucker Frank and his thick gooey AIDS-laden cock. A black man tearing up a white boy's ass. He was the one. God... Frank squeezes the last of his AIDS cum into my neg ass and slowly slides his thick cock out of my ass; telling me that I was a hot fuck and that any time I want some more of that, to just come to his room. I don't reply. In fact, I feel like nothing is really registering. I realize that i'm in shock. I then hear the door close behind Frank and knowing i'am alone, crumple to the floor. It then all finally hits. I've taken Poz cum in my ass. Been fucked. Raped. I didn't even ask for it. And yet, I didn't really put up much of a struggle did i? The poppers clouded my judgment and now I have a Poz load saturating my insides like all those boys zach writes about. But this is real. It's not some story i've read on the net. This is my life and its really happening. So I just sit there on the toilet for several minutes collecting my thoughts and then, standing up, notice the pain in my ass. God, its hurts. Frank's cock was so big. Never in my wildest dreams did I think my first time would be that brutal and would be with someone like him. But it was, and now I have to deal with it. I grab some toilet paper and wipe my ass; noticing the sheets of paper are coated with cum and streaked with blood. Shit. My hole is torn. Still, it doesn't really matter I guess. I've taken Poz cum in my ass. Poz cum. Does it really matter if there is blood? I suppose not. As I stand there wiping my crack, I decide this is all too much to deal with and after pulling back on my clothes, go back to my Grandpa's room and lie on the bed thinking about what just happened. Maybe all of this is my fault? After all, I was attracted to Frank. Hell, when I saw him out on the patio stroking that big black cock of his, I was spellbound. I'd never seen something so enticing in person before... and that's why I needed to beat off in the toilet so bad. So, why am I upset? I should be happy! Frank obviously liked me as well. That's why he pushed his way into the toilet and fucked my mouth and ass. Made me his. I guess the real problem is that i'm having trouble coping with the fact i've just taken Poz cum and my mind is trying to sort through everything i'am feeling. It's all rushing at me and little of it is making sense. But then, maybe it's not meant to? Maybe this is that primal desire zach writes about so much. Giving into what your body really craves, regardless of what your mind might be telling you. God, I wish he was here so I could talk about the encounter with him. Tell him what i'm experiencing and thinking. I'm sure he'd understand and have some comforting words to say to me. But i'm alone. And there's nobody to talk to. Not even my Grandpa. So I sit here alone thinking about what just happened and as I do, something strange happens. My cock, which has been oozing pre-cum all over my shaft and balls, gets hard again. Obviously, my body likes what happened, even if my mind is still playing catch up. And then it dawns on me. I just had a black man fuck his Poz cock deep in my ass and shoot his diseased cum in me. Fuck. Why the hell am I upset? This was the whole reason behind my visit to the hospice in the first place. To get Pozzed. Okay, so my Grandpa wasn't the one who fucked me but then who cares! I have Poz cum in my ass. That's all that really matters. As I think about Frank fucking his big cock into me, I strip down and bending over, work a finger into the cum oozing from my ass and wipe the slime over my full lips, licking the cum off it. It tastes so good. Poz cum. And then it dawns on me, I want some more. More Poz cum in my ass and almost involuntarily I pull my asslips apart and moan. I think about Frank fucking his big cock into my ass again and take a deep sniff of poppers, making sure to get the fumes under each nostril and inhaling several times. "Oh fuck... " i'm so lost in desire that I don't notice the door opening and before I can react, hear my Grandpa's voice. "Adam? What are you doing boy... ?" "Oh my god! Grandpa!" I quickly right myself and Grandpa just stands there watching as I pull my shorts back on. I make up some excuse about being horny but he's having done of that. He tells me he saw cum oozing from my ass. "I've seeded enough holes in my lifetime Adam to know when someone has been fucked. And you my boy, have been fucked!" Grandpa looks back down at me inquisitively but demanding and so I tell him. I tell him how Frank fucked his Poz cock into me and how much it hurt but how much I loved it at the same time. Grandpa, at first, wants to go have a ‘word' to Frank but I tell him no; that would only create a scene, and besides I enjoyed it. Grandpa puts his arm around me and pulls me close. "But Frank's Poz Adam. You realize what that means don't you?" I tell him yes, I do. But that it doesn't bother me. Deciding the moment is finally right, I tell my Grandpa that the only thing I regret about the encounter is that he wasn't the first. I look back at my grandfather and ask him "will you fuck me now?" And he stares back full of lust, and tells me yes. "Drop those shorts boy and assume the position. Its time for Grandpa to fuck you boy" yep u guessed it. "That's it Adam. Spread your ass cheeks for me" i pulled my asscheeks as far apart as possible and bent right down on the bed. My ass high in the air behind me. I felt Grandpa's fingers prying at my hole and him pushing two of them in me and then lapping at the juices on them as he pulled them out. "Mmmm. Frank always does cum a lot" I heard him moan in pleasure before he did something most unexpected... "Grandpa? Wha? What are you doing? Ahhhhh. Oh god... " my Grandpa had buried his face in my hole and was licking out my ass. Sucking around my hole and licking and sucking on Frank's load which was still oozing out of my hole like some bubbly foam. It felt so good. I'd never been rimmed in my life before and never expected my Grandpa would be my first. It felt wonderful. Grandpa, meanwhile, was having the time of his life eating out his young grandson's ass and working his diseased sore ridden tongue back and forth in the young boy. He loved the taste of cum and though he was a bit mad that Frank had fucked the boy, he had definitely done a good job. Ripping his grandson's ass right up and fucking it with his AIDS load. Grandpa was hoping he would have been the first but he knew when he had left and saw the hungry look in Frank's eyes, that it would have only been a matter of time before Frank pounced and lunged his lethal cock in the boy. And besides, as Grandpa knew only too well, good-looking boys like his grandson Adam were meant to be fucked. That's all that mattered. They should be fucked hard ... and often. And Adam would be fucked a lot in his lifetime. Just looking over his grandson's beautiful body that much was obvious. Grandpa was a randy AIDS fucker and loved eating out the young hole before him but he wanted to do more than just eat the ass. He wanted to fuck it and fuck it hard. He may not have been the first but he wanted his grandson to remember this experience. Given the 1000's that would no doubt follow, that would not be an easy task to be sure, but he was damned if he would give it his best. And besides, Grandpa had fucked many boys like just his grandson in his lifetime. It was one of the reasons he had been so active and notoriously active in fucking young boys up. He had often fantasized about his grandson as Adam visited him over the years and lost count of the loads he had blown in the shower or down the toilet while thinking about ripping those tight blue jeans down and fucking his grandson in the ass. Fucking him with his AIDS cock and making the boy a cumdrenched teenage fuckslut. That's why the revelation from Adam that he had wanted to be fucked by him and Pozzed had been such a wonderful surprise. So Grandpa got some lube from a drawer, and coated his large slimy cock which was sticking out from his groin like an obscene weapon of mass destruction, and pushed it hard into the boy and told Adam that he was gonna fuck his hole up good and proper. Really fuck him hard. He heard Adam cry out and knew it was hurting the boy, especially after the pounding Frank had given him, but he didn't relent. He lunged at the hole and fucked his big cock back and forth in his grandson's ass and told Adam to take several hits of poppers to lesson the pain. "It'll let you take more without hurting you. The pain will turn into pleasure" Adam knew he was right. He was surprised at how effective these fucking little bottles of fucklust were. They were able to be absorbed into the body and make even the most painful experiences pleasurable. They gave rise to the body's natural fucklust and enabled the person to erode their inhibitions. And they felt so good... Adam took several hits from the bottle under each nostril and waited a few seconds for the effect to take hit. Three, two, one... Bingo. "Fuck me Grandpa. Fuck me! Yesssssss... Tear my hole up! Fuck me with your big cock. I want it so bad... " Adam gripped the bedsheets and thrust back at his Grandpa like a diseased whore in a brothel. Which he was in many ways. Getting assfucked by these AIDS ridden fuckers. He wanted all of them. As he fucked his ass back onto the big AIDS cock in his hole, that was tearing up inside his young body, he thought about all the other men in the hospice and how much he wanted them all to fuck his ass. To fuck him with their diseased cocks and fucking spooge all of his holes with their AIDS cum. He wanted it all. It felt so good having my Grandpa's cock finally in my ass. I loved each thrust as I felt the old man fuck his cock deeper into my hole. Every inch of his lethal cock was embedded in my ass and I moaned and snorted poppers like the young whore I was. Grandpa, meanwhile, was having the time of his life. He loved how tight Adam's asshole was. Even Frank's big cock tearing it up and spooging it full of cum hadn't loosened it much. Grandpa liked tight holes. Problem was that good looking boys often lost that as they got fucked repeatedly. Sure enough, Adam, would be just like them. Grandpa knew as much. Adam would be like those boys he had fucked at the clubs and parks over the years with a hole that hung permanently open from repeated fucking but then that was the life of a good looking boy – to get fucked and be of service to anyone that wanted to use them. The sooner Adam learnt that, the better off he would be. Adam thrust his ass back on to his grandfather's cock and moaned as Grandpa gripped his waist and sunk all of his inches deep into his young grandson's hole; savoring every moment. Especially as he had jacked thinking of doing something like this so many times over the years. Now it was a reality. Grandpa fucked the boy in many different positions; he had his grandson lay down on the bed, fucked him doggie-style and got the boy to bend over while standing up. But for the climax he wanted to see his grandson's eyes so he fucked him legs up as his sweaty young grandson lay back on the bed and threw his legs apart and over his grandfather's shoulders. "Oooooohhhhhhh" Adam moaned. "Don't stop cause i'm halfway there Grandpa. This feels ahhhh, sooooooooooo goooooddddd" Grandpa thrust his big cock back and forth in the hole and loved how Frank's Poz load stuck to his cock as he thrust it along the abused asslips. He looked down with a lust he hadn't felt in some time and told Adam how much he loved him and how hot his hole was. Adam just grinned and said to fuck him harder and thrust his ass back onto the cock, embedding it all in his torn ass. That's when it happened. Grandpa felt his balls draw up and as Adam arched his head back Grandpa unloaded in his grandson's willing ass. Drenching it with another load of AIDS cum. He felt his cock spasm wildly and cum shoot out of the tip; saturating his grandson's cum-filled hole. It felt so good. Adam meanwhile was jacking like crazy and wanted to cum badly. He really wanted to shoot his fucking load over his stomach but Grandpa sensing the boy's urgency told him to hold off doing that. That he had a better idea where to shoot the load and bent over for the boy. "Fuck me boy. Fuck your Grandpa" Adam lost in lust didn't even think about it. He just used some of the cum dripping out of his ass, lubed his stiff teenage cock and lunged towards his Grandpa's hairy asshole and fucked his neg cock into the AIDS body. It was a feeling unlike any other. He was now a top fucking an AIDS man. It was incredible. Grandpa moaned as he felt Adam fucking his cock into his hairy ass and knew it wouldn't take long for the boy to cum but he wanted the load to go somewhere where it would become part of him. Adam felt his balls draw up and with a strangled cry, yelled out and unloaded his neg cum into his Grandpa's ass. It was a cum unlike any other. It was the best fuck of his life. Fucking with his Grandpa had been an awesome experience and as the two lay there together sweating and panting, he knew it was only the beginning. That they would share many other incredible adventures together. A new life had been formed.

Part 3 He then stopped and signalled the other two to stop fisting me and said untie this pig. They untied me and then helped me down from the sling. Master said to the other two its time for your double up. One of them lay back on the floor, his mate slammed him and then I was told to sit down on his hard cock facing him. I did as I was told, and then given another slam. I leaned forward, the 2nd guy had just slammed and he positioned himself behind me and pushed his hard thick cock in with his friend's cock...both filling my hungry spun hole. My Master positioned himself in front of me and pushed his hard cock down my throat. I was in pig heaven, two hard thick cocks fucking my cunthole while my throat was being filled with hot thick 9" cock. They continued this for ages, and every now and then Master fed me poppers. I was so high and had so given myself over to these three. They each changed positions, with each of them having a turn at my throat as well as double fucking with Master. I was then laid on my back, and one of the guys had a break while Master fucked me. While he fucked me, the other guy squatted his hole over my tongue and he pinned my legs back so Master could get in deep. I got my tongue deep inside the guy's clean tasty hole as Master's cock plowed me deep and I kept moaning with pleasure. After a while the guy swapped places with his friend. Master's pounding became more intense, and he was about to blow. I moaned and drove my tongue deeper up the guys hole as Master blew his volleys of thick hot cum deep into my hole. He withdrew, and straight away the other guy who was having a break buried his face into my cunthole, licking, slurping and sucking the cum out of my wrecked hole. He then moved up and sank his rock hard cock into me, and started fucking me as he deep kissed his friend with a mouthful of Masters cum and my clear ass juices. That made his cock really hard as he fucked me, and I kepp moaning yeah fuck me fuck yeah give me your hot cum...and before long he followed Master's lead and blew loads into my hole. As soon as he finished, he swapped places with his mate...the mate now eating my hole like there was no tomorrow as the guy who just blew squatted over me and fed me his still hard cock with a blend of Masters cum, his cum and my ass juices on it while the two of them kissed. In no time the last guy blew, and I also got to clean his cock. By this time my high was wearing off a little. Master told them to take a break, and said I've got just the thing to keep this pig spun and open. I was still on may back, and he put anklets on my ankles and tied my legs so they were up and back and wide. He then positioned a fuck machine with a huge toy at the entrance of my hole. The toy was a lifelike fist. He lube my hole, and turned on the machine. He got it so it wasslow fucking me and coming out each time. when he was satisfied it was set right, he tied bands around both arms. He produced two full rigs and told one of the guys to administer one as he did the other. He told the guy to get it in and a flash, and then hold it. He did the same, then he said to me welcome to your new life pig. This is what you wanted. This will keep you primed while we have a break. He then motioned to the guy to press the plunger as he did at the same time, then both withdrew and plasters applied. As soon as the massive rush hit me the lights were dimmed more, dance beat music started, disco lights began and the machine was started with the fist toy in my hole...but this time Master turned it up and it was punch fisting me rapidly. The fist was a special design so every few minutes it self lubed through a tube from inside it. My body became totally in tune with the beat of the music, and Master got it so the punching of the machine was in beat and I experienced total and utter bliss! Wave upon wave of pleasure racked my body and my hole, and I experienced anal orgasms one after another. I was completely unaware of anything except the total bliss I was in. I could hear a growling low gutteral animalistic noise, and was later told it was me... So guys, anyone want more...???

Part 2 Just then as he was rushing, and the toy was imbedded deep in me, another two guys appeared. Both naked and hard and easily 9". One of them immediately dropped to his knees and started sucking my new Master as his rush was peaking the other guy was eating Masters hole. Even with all that happening he was able to fuck me with the toy, slow and deliberate strokes. He blew again as his rush subsided, and I was moaning with pleasure as the toy massaged my prostate. The two newcomers both then took time out and both slammed while my Master continuedto fuck me, then he replaced the toy with an even larger one, and once again ordered me to have more poppers. As the rush hit the bigger toy invaded my hole, stretching me more than before and making me moan and chant fuck yeah...fuck yeah..... The other two came over and encouraged him, saying yeah work that pig hole, fuck that pig cunt, loosen it up for our fists...to which my Master increase the speed and length of his strokes, now punch fucking me with th huge dildo. All of a sudden he pulled it out and said push that cunt right out pig, show us ypur meaty hole! I did as I was told and pushed out, feeling my hole open out and making me moan even more... FUCK! One of the others squeezed some lube out of a bottle over my distended ass lips, and then on his hand...he then started inserting his fist, and I felt huge pressure against my hole. My Master came to my head and took the poppers and told me to take a big hit and hold it...then another...then another. My head was swimming with my Tina high increasing from the poppers, and the fist opened me up and slid into my guts...I moaned and yelled in pleasure, waves of extreme pleasure enveloping my brain as the fist started moving. Slowly at first, then increasing in speed and stroke depth...and I was fed even more poppers and the fist started to go all the way out, then slowly back in. The other guy encouraged his mate, saying yeah open up that hole good...get it ready to take my fist as well, punch that cunt open...which he started to do. My Master then told him to hold his fist in me, and strapped my arm for another slam. He found the vein instantly and drew it back, getting a flash of red and then he said prepare to fly higher than ever pig..I mumbled yes Sir, please! He pushed the plunger in, took out the rig and once again applied a small plaster. As I began to rush again I heard him tell the guys, ok both open him up now and I began to feel extra pressure as the rush hit me. I felt myself go to a whole new level and gave my hole over to them completely, pushing out now and then and totally relaxing...two fists now invading my fuck chute. Master told me to sniff really hard and take a really big hit and hold it ...I felt like I was going to pass out and he said right let it out...and then another. Then he told the guys to alternate with their fists for a while. He then turned my head to a side and while the two fists were alternately plunging in and out of my now loose wrecked cunthole he pushed his hard cock into my mouth. As I started to suck his hard tasty cock I felt myself give over even more... To be continued????

I am a bisexual guy who has a hunger for cock and as much as I try I cannot help but give into my urges every so often. Due to my job I visit various businesses with my newspaper, one such venue was a gay sex shop in Spain which was owned by a cute Italian. I had visited the shop twice before but had done nothing about my urges, but last week the sun was out and my arse was twitching, so I decided to venture to the shop with a plan in my mind. I arrived and was treated like a long lost friend, being given a welcoming kiss and a coffee. After some small talk I brought up the subject of cock rings and played dumb saying I had never worn one and so I would welcome the proprietor's advice. He greeted my remarks with a smile, gesturing for me to go upstairs where, he quietly remarked, he would help fit me - just to make sure it was perfect. My plan was working and I was so nervous, my heart pounding in my chest and cock straining against my shorts. Once upstairs he opened the cabinet to reveal rings from silicone to steel. "I like the steel one," I remarked. "I need to see your cock to make a suggestion," he noted, so I unzipped my cock, presenting myself for his examination. "We'll need a big one!" he all but gasped, and handing me the biggest one he had in stock. I struggled to put it on, and then he said "Balls first, then head of the cock and then the shaft." I was fumbling so much he grabbed my cock and helped me. Once fitted my cock started to grow and he smiled in approval. We looked at each other and that was the moment for which I was looking: I grabbed his cock and found he was wearing a cute leather ring. I sank to my knees and deep throated his generous seven inch cock. After I had gotten him fuly erect, he withdrew from my mouth, fell to his knees, and sucked me. He was an excellent cock sucker. As he worked my tool, I worked my arse with a couple of fingers and plenty of spit. In between snogging the face of each other and trading blow jobs, my crotch and ass crack were quite wet. I moved his hands to my arse and put his finger against my hole. He gasped asking "Have you have lubed?" "No," I replied, "just spit and natural juices." With that I bent over saying simply "Fuck me." "Should I get a condom?" he asked. I shook my head, commenting "I want your seed deep in my hole. Make me your bitch." He smiled and, without another word, slid in nice and deep. Initially he fucked me slowly, gradually picking up his pace, and adding increasing muscle to each thrust. After a minute or so he withdrew and gestured that I should bend over the balcony, saying the position would aid him in fucking me properly. I positioned myself as he directed, which enabled me to look down on the open door of the sex shop below. The knowledge that anyone walking in who chanced to look-up only enhanced the experience. He started to fuck me nice and hard, pulling out and plunging straight back in. He also played with my cock, keeping me on the edge as he plunged in balls deep, working his way to completion. It felt so right and I was more than happy in the knowledge I would soon be bred. The unmistakable tightening of my hole, the twitch of his balls and the tightening of his grasp of my waist tight, presumably so I couldn't escape, told me he was seconds away from release. "I'm coming," he gasped, "where do you want it?" "Where do you think?" With that he moaned, exploding inside my arse. God, I was so horny. I shot through the balcony onto the floor of the shop below. We both collapsed and afterwards cleaned up. I smiled, thinking my plan had worked quite well. As I left we exchanged numbers as we are planning a threesome with his boyfriend, at which time I will be bred by two gorgeous cocks. What a lovely day in Torremolinos that was.

Peer Pressure This took place the first timer I was away from home at college. My name is Jonathon and I am an 18 year old freshman at a major university. I am 5’ 9”, 135 pounds, brown hair and brown eyes and I am gay. I am still a virgin since I grew up in a small rural town and I felt forced to stay in the closet to all around me. In school I was a brainiac, geek, nerd, what ever you like to call the guy in class who gets mostly A’s and B’s in class. When I went away to college I swore I’d be open to new experiences and adventures. I quickly found the GLBT group on campus and made friends through whom I could be myself. Soon I found myself with this one particular crowd that seemed to have all the fun. One particular weekend was a three-day break from school. Since I was more comfortable at school then home I decided to stay for the weekend. My decision to stay was helped-along when I learned a group of guys I had begun to hang around with were going to party that weekend. That Friday night I showed up to the house where most of these guys lived and they already had the music thumping and the alcohol flowing. We sat around drinking, talking and dancing when Justin showed up. He was a real stud with whom I dreamed of losing my virginity. He came in and everyone seemed happy to see him. One guy yelled out, “Now the partying can begin!” What I quickly learned is that Justin is the local campus drug dealer. Soon there was money being exchanged and little baggies of something white being passed around. When Justin got to me he said, “You’re Jonathon right?” I simply nodded yes. “You want anything?” I wasn’t sure what to say. I thought to just say no or say I’ll stick with my drink, but it seemed that everyone there was doing something and I seriously wanted to fit in with the guys. I broke down and was honest with Justin. “I’ve never done drugs before.” Just said to me “Then allow me to treat you to your first taste of something that will get you out of your shell and into this party” putting his arm around me and guiding me to the second floor. We continued to his bedroom, entered the room and shut the door. To my amazement he gave me a kiss. I'm sure I was blushing wildly because he said, “I bet you’re a virgin too.” He continued, “We’re going to take care of both problems right now. I am going to fix you something up that will guarantee that you will get laid tonight.” I sat there and watched as he pulled out a very small baggie with what looked like white powder in it. Then he took a syringe and placed most of the powder in it and mixed in some water. He then came over to me and placed a piece of rubber around my arm to cut off the blood flow. I was afraid to say no, to reject what he was doing for fear of being rejected by the group. Justin then told me, “This is the best stuff I have ever had. I know you will enjoy the rest of the weekend with us.” I continued to watch as he used some alcohol to wipe my arm where I could see a very prominent vein sticking up. Then he stuck the needle in my arm and I watched as he drew back the plunger a bit as he commented, “Just need to be sure we hit the vein.” Then he pushed the plunger down as the blood tinged clear fluid disappeared. As Justin massaged my arm where he had just injected me he said to me, “There. You have had your first slam of Tina. Are you ready to feel the effects?” I nodded with some fear and anxiety over what I had just done. Was I going to OD? Was I going to have a bad trip? I watched as Justin grabbed the rubber tubing from around my arm and pulled it off. At first I felt a warmth rush up my arm and into my chest ands throat. I could feel my heart begin to beat really fast as I suddenly began to have difficulty breathing. I coughed out a couple times as Justin leaned in and gave me a deep kissing, his tongue deep in my mouth. When the kiss broke off all I could do was muster up was “OH FUCK!” as I was sent into sensation over load. I could feel my ass begin to tingle along with my cock. But my cock seemed to be soft, very soft. As we kissed some more Justin unbuckled my belt and my jeans dropped to the floor. He lifted my shirt over my head and soon I found myself standing there in my boxers. Justin stepped back and dropped his khaki shorts. He wasn’t wearing any underwear so I immediately noticed his cock. He had a nice piece of meat and it looked to be 5” soft, with big low hanging balls and a piercing through the tip. “Like what you see there? Wait to you feel it inside you especially with my PA.” Justin pushed me down to my knees and I found myself face to face (actually face to cock) with Justin’s growing dick. I licked my lips as Justin pulled my head into his crotch. As I said, I may have been a virgin, but my role was pretty clear: I licked and kissed him all over his growing dick, balls and groin. Justin seemed to sense my inexperience as he told me to open up and suck him. Now I was getting to give this stud I fantasized about ever since I saw him a blow job. He was getting very big and I was only able to get about half of him in my mouth before I started choking. After a few minutes of sucking him he pulled me up to my feet, gave me a deep kiss and pushed me on to his bed. I landed on my back as he grabbed my boxers and yanked them off. That’s when I noticed how small my dick was. It seemed to shrivel up to about 2” long. Justin seemed to read my mind when he told me, “Not to worry. It’s typical for a guy’s dick to shrivel up when he slams meth.” Justin then got between my legs and sucked on my dick for a while. He licked around, nibbled on my balls and then pushed my legs back and began to lick my ass hole. That sent me to the moon. I felt like an electric bolt when straight up my spine. I began to moan and moan as he licked, sucked and tried to get his tongue up my chute. The more he licked, the more I felt like my hole was opening up. Justin began to lick and kiss his way up my body. And when he reached my lips he began to passionately kiss me. With no warning I felt the cold metal that ran through his cock begin to press at my ass lips. No thought went through my head as I felt his PA popped through my sphincter followed by the tip of his cock. All I could think was how great everything felt. Justin broke our kiss and he just stared into my eyes as he slowly inched his cock in side me. He spoke softly, “I just love looking in a guys eyes as he is getting his cherry busted, especially if he slammed for the first time. They all become such cum sluts for me.” He was right about that. With the way things were going I was his for as long as he wanted me, any way he wanted me. “There, I’m all the way in. Man you have a nice hole. I have to be honest: it’s the nicest hole I’ve fucked in a long time.” Then Justin set about fucking me. He was passionate at times, and there were a few moments where he would just pound me. And just when I thought he was about to cum he would just stop for a few minutes and kiss me. Then he would pull out and we’d change positions. Justin fucked me missionary, doggy, standing, on our sides and then he Just laid there on his back and I just rode him. Damn I was loving all our activity. As I bounced up and down on Justin’s cock I said to him, “I never knew a guy could fuck this long and never cum.” Justin had a big grin when he told me, “I can cum without anyone knowing it and keep on fucking. I’ve already shot in side you five times and if you keep this up shortly it will be six.” I held still as the implications of what he had just said bounced in my drug-hazed mind. He had already cum in me five times! Since I had stopped, Justin grabbed me by the hips and began to pound away from bellow as I could do nothing to get away. He looked up at me and began to pant and breath heavy. “Here comes load number six and it’s a big one!” He slammed into me one more time and held still as I felt his cock spasming in side me. I swore I could feel a splash inside, almost as if it burned. Justin’s orgasm subsided I just sat there impailed on his cock. Justin stood up with me still on his cock and flipped me over on my back. He raised my legs into the air so my ass was facing up so that nothing could leak out. He then began to lick and suck on my hole again, but now it seemed he as sucking out what he had deposited. When Justin let my legs down I could see his cock and it appeared to have some blood on it. I never fully understood the implications of that night (and other nights after that) but about five weeks later I got really sick. Justin came over to my dorm picked me up and took me back to his house to care for me. I thought what a great guy I had found. A few weeks later Justin took me to the clinic for a blood test. It came back positive. Justin smiled and said, “My work here is done.” I saw him a few about a month later at one of his ‘house parties’. He had an 18 year old high school senior who was at the school for a weekend checking out he campus. I’m sure after Justin gets through with him he’ll be here in the fall.

This is a story in five parts, the first I've published. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. ------------------------------ Red Letter Day, Part 1. As he pressed the buzzer on the innocuous looking door on the side street in Madrid's Chueca district, Dan was shaking. What the hell was he doing here? It was 4:00 AM but the narrow streets were still busy, party-goers enjoying the night air, cooler than the scorching heat of the late Spring day but still without cause for a jacket. He paused again, looking around cautiously, making sure that no one else from his group was around to observe his indiscretion. But they were all back at the apartments that they'd rented for the trip. Ten guys and a token straight girl on a trip to Madrid over the spring weekend. They'd eaten tapas, seen the obligatory tourist sights, drunk copious amount of alcohol, and danced the night away. But whilst everyone else had gone back to the apartments, drunkenly stumbling the three blocks back to their weekend home, Dan had headed just a short walk away to indulge a craving. His boyfriend, Alex had called it an early night, having peaked a little too early and would be blissfully unaware of Dan's late-night diversion. He jumped slightly as a voice spoke at him from the panel. "Third Floor", the North American accent seemed out of place in the hubbub of a Spanish city. But he was reassured, the guy on Grindr who'd invited him to this party, a celebration of sleaziness, was Canadian. The door buzzed, he pushed it open and went inside. The door closed and the dark elegant entrance hall was suddenly quiet, cool, and still. It wasn't too late, he could still turn back, he could go to bed and pretend this hadn't happened, but something drew him on, pulling him by his nether regions up to the third floor. The door was ajar and he could hear music playing, the instructions on his phone had told him just to come in, no one would be greeting, they'd all be too busy. The small room off the hallway to his left contained a myriad of shoes and clothing, some in neat piles, some strewn untidily. He stripped naked, and paused to look in the full length mirror before folding his clothing neatly into a pile on top of his shoes. He was tall, just under six feet with short messy dark brown hair and piercing blue eyes. Clean shaven, his body was toned, with hints of definition that left him not quite a twink and not quite a jock. He shaved the patchy chest hair that naturally popped up leaving him with a smooth chest that showed his muscles. A tight, groomed treasure trail led down to the asset that left most boys hungry. Eight inches of thick uncut meat, not the largest you'd ever seen, but large and inviting rather than intimidating. It curved slightly when hard and grew particularly thick in the middle; that was the bit that made the boys moan the most. His ass was a muscly bubble butt, shaved smooth with a tight smooth hole that begged for a tongue or a nice dick to enter it. Dan always purported that versatility made life more interesting. He walked down the hallway to the source of the music and voices. Entering the large living room of the duplex apartment, he was greeted by the sight of some fifteen or twenty naked guys, variously drinking, chatting or busily engaging in the favoured activity of the night. He spied the party's host who walked over to greet him. Where Dan's look fell somewhere between twink and jock, Greg was a hundred percent the latter. Tall and muscled with tousled sandy hair and white teeth, Dan's gaze was drawn immediately to the large uncut cock that swung as he walked. Dan guessed it would be longer than his, but not as girthy when hard. He began salivating at the prospect of sucking it, and his dick began to indicate his desire. "You must be Dan? I'm Greg, glad you could make it" he put his hands on Dan's hips and planted a kiss on his lips, as Dan felt their cocks rubbing together, not for the last time that night. "Thanks for the invite" Dan replied, still slightly shakily. "Don't be nervous, you'll have a great time, I promise." said Greg, grinning at him. "So, you don't need any paint yet?" Greg enquired. "Nope" responded Dan, "We'll soon change that" said Greg, laughing slightly. Dan knew exactly what he meant, he'd been told clearly how the party worked in a Grindr conversation that evening that had him terrified and excited in equal measure. He'd been intensely hard the whole time the party was described to him, hence why he was standing there naked now. The invite was exclusive, the host wanted only the hottest guys and as Dan looked around the room he couldn't see any he wouldn't be happy to do at least something with. A little over half the guys in the room, and presumably the guys already roamed into other rooms in the duplex apartment, had writing on their chests in red body paint, one word: POZ. The game was simple, you could do whatever you wanted with whomever you wanted, but the real goal was for those with POZ on their chests to add, one letter at a time, that word to those who'd arrived without. Dan figured that most of those already marked were probably undetectable, like the host, and some were negative guys enjoying the power fantasy. Likewise some of the unmarked guys were indulging in fantasies of their own, but his host assured him that he should only attend if he was ready for the consequences of tonight to be more permanent than the paint it was written in. Greg has warned him that several loads in the room were unmedicated, filled with virus that would leave his negative status a thing of the past. "Where do I start?" asked Dan. A drink had appeared in his hand and the fresh surge of vodka buoyed his confidence. "Wherever you want" came the reply. With barely a moment's hesitation, Dan placed his drink on the table and dropped to his knees, pulling Greg's already semi-hard cock into his mouth. It tasted of cum and ass, and Dan was immediately intoxicated by the flavours that revealed his host's previous endeavours. It quickly grew hard and Dan struggled to contain it all in his mouth, but he was an expert sucker, he'd been doing it since he was 13 and knew exactly how to tease a large man cock with his tongue. Cut dicks were a rarity for him but he'd spent enough time abroad to know how best to work them. Greg moaned and began pumping Dan's face with his dick. Greg drew back and pulled Dan onto a nearby sofa, Dan felt the cool black leather on his knees as Greg reclined and Dan went onto all fours, consciously exposing his ass to the few guys now watching the action unfold. As he worked Greg's long dick, he felt a warm tongue around his hole. Glancing behind himself, Dan saw a tall, preppy, geeky blonde with a skinny, pale body and glasses who grinned as he worked Dan's ass. Dan returned the smile and went back to his sucking duties whilst the pretty, preppy blond went to work on his ass with vigour. Greg leaned down and whispered to him "Jamie there won't just mark your body tonight." With a dirty smile he leaned back, enjoying the feel of Dan's tongue working the thick head and shaft. Dan's cock jumped at the thought of Jamie's load and he pushed back, enjoying the expert tongue work. Suddenly a warmth surrounded his dick and he saw a Spanish guy with just the perfect amount of hair on his chest working his hardened dick. His enjoyment of the sensations in his mouth, ass, and dick were interrupted by Greg who pulled him up with his muscular arms and flipped him round so he was facing blond Jamie, his ass exposed to Greg's cock, wet with his spit and copious precum. Greg pulled on his shoulders and Dan felt the familiar pressure of a dick forcing its way into his hole. Dan's mind burned with the three letters written in red on Greg's chest as he heard the slight pop and felt the filling sensation of raw cock entering him. Raw poz cock. Dan's mind blurred from the vodka, the poppers presented under his nose and the sensation of the cock sliding into him in one go. He let out a moan and found his mouth filled by Jamie's dick. Massively thick, Jamie's cut dick left him barely able to breathe as Jamie thrust into his mouth and battered his throat. Behind him, Greg was working up his pace, his long dick spearing Dan's hole rhythmically and Dan once again felt the Spanish guy Antonio, sucking him. He could feel Greg's dick swelling as he urged "Get ready for this huge poz load you little neg slut!" Greg moaned loudly "Fuck yeah", Dan felt his cock spasm and the familiar warmth of cum filling him. "Take my poz babies" moaned Greg as he thrust the last of his orgasm inside Dan's hole. Jamie withdrew his dick from Dan's mouth and he suddenly felt empty at both ends. He collapsed onto his front and Greg rolled him over, "Jamie's saving his load for somewhere other than your mouth, but right now it's time to mark you up." He took a pen from the table and wrote a large P over Dan's right pec in red body paint. It should have terrified him, but he felt nothing except excitement at the idea of collecting all three letters that would mark him as poz.

Part I My parents had separated when I was young. My dad moved to Gainesville, Florida and took a job as a professor at the local university. I was left living with my mom, and my two younger brothers and two younger sisters. There was always commotion in the house and never a moment of privacy. When I got to my senior year of high school I received a scholarship for swimming to the university my dad worked at. When I told my dad he was extremely happy for me and told me if I didn’t want to live in the dorms I could live with him. I jumped at the chance to live with him and reconnect. I would also have much more privacy. I moved in with my dad that summer and found I was loving my freedom. Dad let me come and go as I please without having to answer to him. School started and I fell into a regular routine of classes, swim practice and swim meets. I knew from a young age that I was attracted to guys but had never acted on it. I loved seeing my teammates in their speedos and in the shower. I would fantasize at night about them and jack off to them. At my first swim meet I came in fourth in the butterfly stroke. I was not pleased with this and decided I needed to practice more. So on Sunday evening I went to the pool to practice more. The pool was open to all. Part of the pool had designated swimming lanes and the rest was for swimming as you pleased. There were several families there with their kids. The swimming lanes were empty. I swam a few laps and was feeling warmed up and ready to practice hard. As I swam to the end of my lane and began to execute my turn, I kid jumped into the pool and landed on my back. My back began to instantly hurt me. The kid apologized and the mother ran over to make sure I was ok. I told her I would be fine. I got out and headed to the hot tub to soak my aching back. When I got home I rubbed down with muscle relaxer and took some pain pills. The next morning my back was still killing me. I went to the coach and explained what had happened. The coach immediately sent me to one of the universities sports doctors. I arrived at the doctor’s office and they took me back to the examination room immediately. Dr. Kirst walked in and introduced himself with a firm handshake. I couldn’t take my eyes off him. He was young for a doctor I thought. I stood about six feet tall and looked about 180 or so. He had light brown hair neatly parted at the side and deep green eyes. He told me to disrobe and put on the gown. He left the room for a few minutes and returned. He told me to lay on my stomach so he could look at my back. He began to pressing on different areas and I yelled out in pain when he touched my lower back just about my ass crack. He then asked me to stand up and drop the robe. He began to feel my balls and asked me to cough. I tried not to get hard but my cock began to stiffen at his touch. He asked me to sit back down on the table. He explained that I just had a serious muscle pull in my back and needed to take some pain medication and begin physical therapy. He said I should be back to swimming in two weeks. He handed me the prescription for the pain medication and said he had one other medication that was experimental and wanted to try out. I said that was fine that I just wanted to heal as fast as possible. He reached into his lab coat pocket and pulled out a syringe with a clear liquid in it. He explained that it would be injected into a vein in my arm. He placed a tourniquet around my arm and found a vein. He inserted the needle and pulled back the plunger and blood appeared. He told me I would feel a warm sensation and that I would need to cough. With that, he pushed to liquid into my vein and took the tourniquet off. I began to cough very hard and felt very warm. I felt another sensation as well….I was very horny. The doctor excused himself a minute. When he left I couldn’t help but begin to touch my cock and rub my hands all over my body. I wanted sex and I wanted it now. I slid my finger in my ass and closed my eyes and began to moan quietly “Dr. Kirst please fuck me.” I was so into the sensation that I did not know that Dr. Kirst had reentered the room. Suddenly I heard a voice in my ear that said “I will gladly fuck you Adam.” I was startled at first. The doctor grabbed me and told me this was a normal reaction after taking the experimental drug. He began running his hands over my body and leaned in and kissed me. I had never been with a guy I confessed to him. He said he would teach me all about man on man sex. He told me he did not have much time now since he had other patients to see but he would give me and introductory lesson on man on man sex. He bent my over the table and began playing with my ass. I was extremely turned and began wiggling my ass and moaning softly. He undid his pants and dropped them to the ground. I looked and saw his erect penis. It was a monster. It had to be nine inches and thick. He rubbed it against my ass and said “This is want you want isn’t it Adam?” I mumbled “Yes but it is so big I don’t think I can take it.” Dr. Kirst replied, “Trust me Adam, you can. After all I am the doctor.” With that he reached over to the counter and took a tube of KY and spread it on my ass and on his huge throbbing cock. He slid a finger in and I moaned in ecstasy. He removed his finger and placed the tip of his cock on my warm hole. He leaned over and placed his hand on my mouth and said “here comes my cock stud.” He slid in with all his might. I screamed with pain and pleasure into his hand. “Relax you will love it.” He began sliding in and out of me with greater force and I actually relaxed and got into him fucking me. “Fuck doc, fuck me.” He picked up the pace and whispered in my ear “ready for my hot cum?” “Yes please give it to me!” With that had straighten up and began trusting harder and he pushed in as far as he could. I felt a warm sensation flood my ass and felt his cock pulsating as he shot load after load into my ass. The doctor pulled his pants up and took out his note pad and wrote something on it and handed it to me. He told me that this session was not over and that he still need to explain more about the experimental drug. He told me to get dressed. After I dressed he walked me out and told me to make sure I got my prescriptions filled. Once outside and opened the note. It simple read “8:00 pm 1212 Oakton street”. I was confused but intrigued and still horn as fuck. As I walked home I couldn’t help but get turned on by every hot guy I saw. I wanted them to fuck me too. What was going on?

And now part two -------------------- He grabs some toilet paper and wipes his ass; noticing the sheets of paper are coated with cum and streaked with blood. His heart begins to race all over again as he realizes how much his neg hole has been torn. That even now Frank’s Poz Swimmers were boring into his body and infecting him. As He stand there wiping his crack, He decide this is all too much to deal with and after pulling back on his clothes, goes back to Nathan's room and lies on the bed thinking about what just happened. Maybe all of this is his fault? After all, He was attracted to Frank. Hell, when He saw him out on the patio stroking that big black cock of his, He was spellbound. He’d never seen something so enticing in person before... and that's why He needed to beat off in the toilet so bad. So, why was he upset? He should be happy! Frank obviously liked Adam as well. That's why he pushed his way into the toilet and fucked his mouth and ass. Made Adam his. Adam wonders if the real problem is that he’s having trouble coping with the fact that he’s just taken Poz cum and his mind is trying to sort through everything it’s feeling. It's all rushing at Adam and little of it is making sense. But then, maybe it's not meant to? Maybe this is that primal desire he about so much. Giving into what your body really craves, regardless of what your mind might be telling you. God, He wishes his Grandpa were here so He could talk about the encounter with him. Tell him what he’s experiencing and thinking. He’s sure he'd understand and have some comforting words to say to me. But he’s alone. And there's nobody to talk to. Not even his Nathan. So He sits here alone thinking about what just happened and as He does, something strange happens. Adams’ cock, which has been oozing pre-cum all over his shaft and balls, gets hard again. Obviously, his body likes what happened, even if his mind is still playing catch up. And then it dawns on me. Adam just had a black man fuck his Poz cock deep in his ass and shot his diseased cum. Fuck. Why the hell was he upset? This was the whole reason behind his visit to the hospice in the first place. To get Pozzed. Okay, so his Grandpa wasn't the one who fucked Adam but then who cares! He has Poz cum in Adams’ ass. That's all that really matters. As He thinks about Frank fucking his big cock into his hole, He strip down and bending over, work a finger into the cum oozing from Adams’ ass and wipe the slime over his full lips, licking the cum off it. It tastes so good. Poz cum. And then it dawns on him, He want some more. More Poz cum in Adams’ ass and almost involuntarily He pull his asslips apart and moan. He think about Frank fucking his big cock into his ass again and take a deep sniff of poppers, making sure to get the fumes under each nostril and inhaling several times. "Oh fuck... " he’s so lost in desire that He doesn't notice the door opening and before He can react, hear his Nathan's voice. "Adam? What are you doing boy... ?" "Oh my god! Grandpa!" He quickly right myself and Nathan just stands there watching as He pull his shorts back on. He make up some excuse about being horny but he's having none of that. He tells Adam he saw cum oozing from Adams’ ass. "I've seeded enough holes in his lifetime Adam to know when someone has been fucked. And you his boy, have been fucked!" Nathan looks back down at him inquisitively but demanding and so he tells him. He tells him how Frank fucked his black Poz cock into his ass and how much it hurt, how he was fucked till his ass bled and then was filled up with the Toxic black DNA of Franks Poz Pecker. “I was so scared Granddad, I, I was terrified even though I thought about becoming poz for years. I jacked off to it, fantasized about it, but up until today I never would have actually done it.” Nathan tries to hide the smile; he tries to look concerned for Adam, but inside all he can feel is joy that his Grandson has finally got past his fears, one step closer to accepting his family’s legacy. “And now my boy? Now that you got your Neg Cherry busted open wide? Now how do you feel?” Adam smiled gently and wrapped his arms around his thin Granddad. “Oh Granddad!! I feel free at last, I, I don’t need to hold back,! I know he pozed me up, I’m sure of it.. I’m so sorry it wasn’t you who did it, but..” He paused and began to turn around “I’m ready now… Please will you fuck me now?" Nathan grins and stares back at his grandson full of lust. Deep inside he gives a woop of success, still trying to hold back his excitement as he tells Adam yes. "Drop those shorts boy and assume the position, its time for a nice Family fuck, boy. Spread your ass cheeks for me, show me that ruined ass boy, show me the hole that needs your Granddads demon seed so bad." Adam pulled his asscheeks as far apart as possible and bent right down on the bed, his ass high in the air behind his Grand Dad. He felt Nathan's fingers prying at his hole and then pushing two of them inside of Adam. The fingers were swirled around In the thick toxic soup of Franks cum, the nails occasionally scratching the protective inner lining of Adam’s Ass. Finally Nathan pulled them out and then lapping at the juices on grunted. “Mmmm. Frank always does cum a lot" He said before bending over. Adam though he was going to be fucked, but his Granddad had another surprise in mind. "Grandpa? Wha? What are you doing? Ahhhhh. Oh god... " His Grandpa had buried his face in Adams’ neg hole and was licking out Adams’ cum filled ass. Sucking around Adams’ neg hole and licking and sucking on Frank's load which was still oozing out of Adams’ neg hole like some sort of thick bubbly slime. For Adam, who had never been rimmed before, He’d expected it would feel so amazing and he never expected his Grandpa would be his first. Nathan, meanwhile, was having the time of his life eating out his young grandson's ass and working his diseased sore ridden tongue back and forth in the young boy. He loved the taste of the cum, although unknown to Adam, the seed had a secret he would soon have to be told about. Nathan pulled back and admired the puffy gaping hold, streaks’ of crimson still oozed out from tears in the ass. He had to admit that his Partner had definitely done a good job of ripping his grandson's ass right up, just as he’d planned. Good-looking boys like his grandson Adam were meant to be fucked. That's all that mattered. They should be fucked hard ... and often. And Adam would be fucked a lot in his lifetime. Just looking over his grandson's beautiful body that much was obvious. Nathan was a randy AIDS fucker and loved eating out the young hole before him but he wanted to do more than just eat the ass. He wanted to fuck it and fuck it hard. He may not have been the first but he wanted his grandson to remember this experience. Given the countless others that would no doubt follow, that would not be an easy task to be sure, but he was damned if he would give it his best. And besides, Nathan had fucked many boys like just his grandson in his lifetime. It was one of the reasons he had been so notoriously active in fucking young boys up. He had often fantasized about his grandson as Adam visited him over the years and lost count of the loads he had blown in the shower or down the toilet while thinking about ripping those tight blue jeans down and fucking his grandson in the ass. Fucking him with his AIDS cock and making the boy a cumdrenched teenage fuckslut. That's why the revelation from Adam that he had wanted to be fucked by him and Pozzed had been such a wonderful surprise. So he got some lube from a drawer, and coated his large slimy cock which was sticking out from his groin like an obscene weapon of mass destruction, and pushed it hard into the boy and told Adam that he was gonna fuck his hole up good and proper. That he was going to fuck him to death. He heard Adam cry out and knew it was hurting the boy, especially after the pounding Frank had given him, but he didn't care, he knew his Grandson would need this, he would thank him for this in time. How could anyone refuse such a Gift as he was preparing after all... He lunged at the hole and fucked his big pozcock back and forth in his grandson's ass and told Adam to take several hits of poppers to lesson the pain as his Death Dick sawed in and out of the freshly fucked ass. "It'll let you take more without hurting you. The pain will turn into pleasure" Adam knew he was right. He was surprised at how effective these fucking little bottles of fucklust were. They were able to be absorbed into the body and make even the most painful experiences pleasurable. They gave rise to the body's natural fucklust and enabled the person to erode their inhibitions. And they felt so good... After a while the cries of pain gave way to soft sobs of pleasure, and finally gentle moans of lust. After a while Nathan hear his boy weeping, at first he was genuinely concerned before he heard what Adam was saying… “Thank you, thank you so much Grandpa, I’m sorry though, I’m so sorry you couldn’t ne the one to poz! That I’ve already been fucked up!” Nathan said nothing, keeping his death dick lodged all the way up the raw pussy as Adam continued to babble. “I wanted this to be special! If, If only I wasn’t so afraid early I would have been able to come to you first!” Adam sobbed before finally calming down. Nathan groaned and smiled. Well… He supposed it was time to own up and tell Adam all of his Secrets. “Shhhh, it’s ok boy, it really is… There something I need to tell you boy, I’ve been a bit naughty with you, in fact, in a way, I’ve set all of this up…” Nathan said, as Adam shifted under him, his ass still full of pozcock. Nathan kep talking as he started to grind his hips again. “You see, Frank and I, we are actually more than old friends, we’re partners. You see, I actually was the one who Pozzed Frank up many many years ago. Frank always was proud of his body, and started a heavy regiment of anti-HIV Medication right away.” Adam seemed to come out of his fuck haze for a moment. “What do you mean? He’s got AID doesn’t he?” Nathan laughed. “Well yes boy, but his count is so low it’s almost non existent. You see boy, despite him fucking the shit out of you and pumping a gallon of fuck slop up that ass of yours, it would be a one hell of a long shot for you to have actually got his Virus.” Nathan said, picking up the pace, his aged Pecker growing ever harder. “So you see boy, your ass is probably still pure and neg. Probably not a trace of virus inside of it… Yet.” Nathan slammed his hips in and began to saw his cock cruelly again. “But you see, while Frank is on meds, I’m not, I’ve been incubating a strain of Demon Seed of such Potency that it will make your head spin. Once I fuck you boy, there’s not going to be ANY doubt about your status. My Dick is a fucking gun loaded with death boy. So, I’m going to be the one to Poz you after all.” He said and leaned in close to his Grandsons ear.. “Now, beg for it…” Adam totally lost it. "Fuck me Grandpa, oh god Fuck me! Yesssssss... Tear this neg hole up! Fuck me with your big Dick of DEATH! I want it so bad... No I need it! Please fill me up with your Virus!" Adam gripped the bed sheets and thrust back at his Grandpa like a diseased whore in a brothel. Which in many ways he would no doubt become in time as his mind began to foresee his future. A future of getting ass fucked by these AIDS ridden beasts, of being passed around from one Diseased dick to another. And he wanted all of them. As he fucked his ass back onto the big AIDS cock in his hole that was tearing up the inside of his young body, he thought about all the other men in the hospice and how much he wanted them all to fuck his ass. It felt so good having Nathan's cock finally in his ass. He loved each thrust as He felt the old man fuck his cock deeper into Adams’ neg hole. The knowledge that his ass WAS still Neg, that his Grandfather WOULD be the one to convert him, to corrupt his body and soul, it thrilled his soon to be polluted mind as he pushed back hard onto every inch of the lethal cock so it embedded itself once more in Adams’ ass. Nathan, meanwhile, was having the time of his life. He loved how tight Adam's asshole was. Even Frank's big cock tearing it up and pumping it full of cum hadn't loosened it much. Nathan liked tight holes. Problem was that good-looking boys often lost that as they got fucked repeatedly. Sure enough, Adam, would be just like them. Nathan knew as much, but it would be a small price to pay for brining his Grandson into the family business Adam would be like those boys he had fucked at the clubs and parks over the years with a hole that hung permanently open from repeated fucking but then that was the life of a good looking boy – to get fucked and be of service to anyone that wanted to use them. The sooner Adam learnt that, the better off he would be.. “Just keep going son, give into your Gran Daddies AIDS Dick!” Nathan moaned as he started a stream of dirty toxic talk. “You think Jimmy runs this place? He and his partner may OWN It, but your Grandpa is REALLY In charge here. After all, who do you think it was that got Jimmy Poz?” He said, driving his cock in at a new angle, brusing Adams inside even more. “Years ago I decided that after I got AIDS, that I was going to make myself a little Poz Playground for sicko’s like myself. One by one I’ve corrupted and pozed the workers here, converting all of them to my way of thinking… Most places like this try and take Poz people and get them healthy, well my new slut, we take healthy people and infect them with the Bug!” He bellowed, shoving his cock into the root. Adam through back his head and whimpered in pain but kept going. Adam thrust his ass back on to his grandfather's cock and moaned as Nathan gripped his waist and sunk all of his deadly diseased deathdick deep into his young grandson's innocent hole yet again; savoring every moment. Nathan fucked the boy in many different positions; he had his grandson lay down on the bed, fucked him doggie-style and got the boy to bend over while standing up. But for the climax he wanted to see his grandson's eyes so he fucked him legs up as his sweaty young grandson lay back on the bed and threw his legs apart and over his grandfather's shoulders. "Oooooohhhhhhh" Adam moaned. "Don't stop cause I’m halfway there Grandpa. This feels ahhhh, sooooooooooo goooooddddd" Nathan thrust his big cock back and forth in the hole and loved how Frank's Poz load stuck to his cock as he thrust it along the abused asslips. He looked down with a lust he hadn't felt in some time and told Adam how much he loved him and how hot his hole was. Adam just grinned and said to fuck him harder and thrust his ass back onto the cock, embedding it all in his torn ass. “I’m, getting close boy! Gran Daddy is gonna poz his little boy up good!” That's when it happened. Nathan felt his balls draw up and as Adam arched his head back he unloaded his virulent AIDS seed into grandson's willing ass. Drenching it with another, and this time, highly infectious load of toxic diseased cum. He felt his cock spasm wildly and his HIV laden cum shoot out of the tip like rapid fire bullets of death; saturating his grandson's cum-filled hole. It felt so good. Adam meanwhile was jacking like crazy and wanted to cum badly. He really wanted to shoot his fucking load over his stomach but Nathan sensing the boy's urgency told him to hold off doing that. That he had a better idea where to shoot the load and bent over for the boy. "Fuck me boy. Fuck your Grandpa" Adam lost in lust didn't even think about it. He just used some of the cum dripping out of his ass, lubed his stiff teenage cock and lunged towards his Grandpa’s hairy hole. Nathan shuddered and moans as he felt his tight puckered poz hole pushed open by his grandsons cock. Adam, totally lost in the moment, poz cum dribbling out of his ruined hole, fucked his neg cock into the AIDS body. It was a feeling unlike any other. He was now a top fucking an AIDS man. It was incredible. Nathan grunted as he felt Adam fucking his cock into his hairy ass and knew it wouldn't take long for the boy to cum but he wanted the load to go somewhere where it would become part of him. Adam felt his balls draw up and with a strangled cry, yelled out and unloaded his neg cum into his Nathan's ass. It was an orgasm unlike any other. It was the best fuck of his life. Fucking with his Nathan had been an awesome experience and as the two lay there together sweating and panting, he knew it was only the beginning. That they would share many other incredible adventures together.

I answered his ad, even though I was in Australia and he was in USA. I told him I was prepared to be his as a 24/7 live-in pnp bottom servant/partner. He responded asking for pics and likes, dislikes etc, and agreed to relocate me to be his. When I arrived at LAX he was there waiting for me, we greeted each other and went to his car. He told me he had something for me, and put a band around my arm. He produced a loaded rig and said I'll give you this and then you can suck me all the way home... I said great, and in went the rig, drawn back he got a nice red flash and then depressed the plunger, removed the rig and placed a cotton pad on the site. WHAM! It hit me and I was down in his clean crotch straight away, slurping and sucking his hardening cock. The journey to his place took around two hours, and the whole way I was sucking and slurping on his beautiful thick hard 9" cut cock, and licking his smooth shaven balls. When we got to his place, he grabbed my bags and said to follow him. The property was a small acreage and private, and he led me into a garage. In one corner was a bathroom, and in the centre of the room was a sling, a couple of small tables complete with various large to huge toys laid out on them. He told me to go to the bathroom and have a good shower after the 16 hour flight, and have a good wash out...he said he'd go inside the house and get some things. I followed instructions and had a leisurely hot shower, and several washouts with the built in douche nozzle. I could hear he was back, and towelled dry and went into the room. He was naked and hard, and told me to climb up into the sling and lay back, place my legs in the leather stirrups. He then fastened my ankles in place and then tied my wrists as well. One wrist was tied to a length of chain which allowed me to just reach my nose, as he showed me, and placed a bottle of poppers in that hand. He then tied off my other arm, and inserted a rig and pulled it back, filling the entire rig with my blood mixing with the Tina. He then said you ready to be owned, pig? Your hole is mine...I of course said Yes Sir! and he depressed the plunger, removed the rig and stuck a small plaster on the site. Within 3 seconds I was coughing, and he came up between my legs and as the rush took hole of my body, pure pleasure in every pore, he pushed his rock hard cock all the way in...it wasn't painful but just the opposite...in about another 3 seconds cum was flowing out of my soft little cock as he started pounding my fuck hole. After a couple of minutes on each of his withdraws I clamped my hole down tight around his cock...loosened as he went in, clamped as he went out...it drove him crazy and he was howling oh fuck, oh fuck as my hole massaged his thick hard cock. In no time at all he came, then pulled out and put a band around his arm and slammed himself. he then grabbed a big toy and told me to hit the poppers. I did so, and as the popper rush kicked in he started fucking me with the big toy...close to the thickness of a coke can and about 10" long.... To be continued if there is interest....

Me too! This is really getting hotter as we go further along!!

Part 4 I don't know how long I was in that position, with the fist toy on the machine punch fucking my hole...I just realised I was coming down a little as I was now beginning to sense my surroundings again. I saw the 2 guys and Master having drinks, and moaned as my hole took the fist. They looked over at me and Master said it looks like pig is needing a top up, but first he can have a little break. Master came over and stopped the machine, and assisted me to my feet and told me to go and have another shower and a washout, and take my time. Of course time meant nothing, but I did know we had been going for quite a few hours...who cares? I loved the shower, and washed out several more times... enjoying the feeling of the water swelling my hole up then squirting out. Once again I was squeaky clean, and ready for action. I went back in the room and Master told me to sit in an armchair and handed me a Gatorade. He told me to drink up and that there was a nice hit of G in there for me. After about 5 minutes I began to feel the G kicking in, and a couple of low moans alerted Master. He sprung into action and told me to get down on all fours on the fuck bench. Quickly my wrists and ankles were tied, and I was given another slam. This was a .3, which on top of the G and previous slams turned me into a mumbling slut wanting to be used more. The two guys and Master were behind me, and in my rush I felt a fist entering me, slow but steady. It pulled out a little, and a second fist slowly joined it. Master came in front of me and fixed a gas mask to my face with poppers in it. He said right pig, shallow breathing and you don't get any. When you breathe deep and hard it will open the valve and you will get a big hit... I couldnt really focus on what he said, but my subconscious took it in. The two fists were working my hole and I was moaning and the guys were encouraging me saying wow what a good pig, fuck yeah look at that cunthole open! Yeah, fuck! Master was now back behind me and he said firmly right pig take a good deep hard hit of the poppers...I grunted and breathed in deep and hard, the all too familiar scent filling my nostrils and my lungs, and out it went and Master said take 3 more pig. I happily complied, even though my head was now totally spun. As the rush from the second snort hit, I felt more pressure against my hole and I hurriedly took the 3rd and subsequent hits deep and fast...I was now completely flying and was aware of intense unparalleled pleasure from deep within my guts and heard voices, and couldn't really make out what they were saying. I caught a few words, like FUCK PIG, 3 FISTS! and LOOK, HOLY FUCK look at that fucking beautiful hole! .....I blissed out, falling in and out of being there, aware at times my hole was getting the biggest workout it had ever had....I had actually reached that point with the two fists earlier, but the punch fisting toy and the extra drugs took over. I don't remember it finishing, but woke sometime later and was lying on a bed, all clean with a blanket on me. I had been awoken by a noise and it was my Master. It was daylight and he had a hot sweet coffee for me and some yogurt....great for the digestive system after the party. He told me I had slept for 2 days, and the partying and flight from Australia had caught up with me. He grinned and said he got it all on video and he had already made thousands out of it. He said I don't need to ask if you enjoyed yourself, that was more than evident. Welcome to your new home. As you will be starting to feel pretty low, there are some more favours for you once you've had a feed and your coffee. By the way, have you ever been tag team gangbanged? The end

A hot Latino on A4A I've been eyeing for a while was close by so I messaged him and asked if he'd fuck me raw. He replied saying he only played safe. I told him I'd still swallow his cum if he wanted so he came right over and he agreed. He was a really hot stud, with a thick solid body and really cute face. He made me melt. And he had a great dick. He wanted to get naked together so we moved to the bedroom, made out a bit, and he said he really wanted to fuck me. I got him a condom and took it like a man. I wasn't thrilled, but dealt with it. After 10 minutes of some pretty good fucking he said he wanted me to swallow his nut, so he laid back down and I crawled between his thick legs and got him close a few times. "Where do you want my nut?" he asked. "I wanna drink it," I replied, but he started dirty talking. "You want this nut in you, don't you? You're nasty, you want me to breed your hole?" "Of course," I replied. With that he jumped up, jerked himself until he came, sliding his cock head into my ass for the first few spurts then pulled out. "That was safe, right?" I said sure and was just ecstatic how that turned out! Went to the park afterwards and sucked three more dicks, including my regular Latino friend who I suck weekly, a 50 year old tall thin black guy with a nine inch dick that was so long and thick I could only suck half before he face fucked me and 'made me' swallow his load, and a 20 year old nervous Latino who didn't cum because he got spooked. Definitely a good day!

Holly fuck that is hot... You have a dirty mind... I can't wait to see what is coming next

One of my favorite role playing scenes is telling an anon top that I will let him fuck me raw but only on the condition that he pulls out before cumming and doesn't cum inside me. Almost always turns out in one of two ways: 1) When I know he's beyond the point of controlling his orgasm or tries to pull out I wrap my legs around him and pull him deep inside. No matter how much he protests or how hard he tries to pull out, I keep him inside until he blows his load. Especially hot when he says something like "What are you doing? Let me go I'm going to cum." The look on his face as he loses control and blows inside me is amazing. Always gets me off knowing I just gave him one of the most intense orgasms of his life by the unexpected pleasure of letting him cum inside my ass when he wasn't expecting it. 2) The top is an alpha male with dominate tendencies and decides he's going to give me his load whether I want it or not. It's so fucking hot when he blows in me without asking me or warning me that he's getting close. I love the fact that he is dominant and confident enough to use me anyway he pleases without my consent.

Part 2 ........................... I had no more than two and a half hours sleep before my alarm was waking me up for my morning jog. I dressed and left the apartment for my usual six-miler which was my time for contemplation, although today I was having thoughts about just one thing, pozzing my gorgeous nephew and all the other things I wanted to do to him. I got back to my apartment and even before I opened the door I could hear the argument ensuing inside. I stepped in and the distinct and irate voices of my sister and her son could be heard clearly. “You’re not fucking dropping out of school,” my sister shouted at her son. “It’s my fucking life. I’ll do what I want” was the equally loud response. Walking into the lounge I found my sister and her half-dressed son almost nose to nose, red faced and glaring at each other. It was wrong but my cock twitched again at the sight of my beautifully bare chested nephew but swiftly putting that aside, “What the hell’s the matter?” I asked. There was a moments pause before each turned and started shouting their response simultaneously at me. “Guys, time-out”, I said holding up my hand. “Jane, what’s wrong?" Ethan crossed his arms and fumed, but remained silent. “It was all decided. He was going to University starting this year and I awoke this morning to his announcement that overnight everything has changed and he wants to move to London and have a life down here,” she blurted without pausing. I looked at Ethan who just continued to glare at his mother but the sinking feeling began to spread that somehow I might possibly have done more than infect my nephew’s body last night, maybe I’d poisoned his mind too. Exploring the issue I asked “Ethan why do you want to give up University and come to London?” “I want what you have. I want to work and enjoy myself as you do,” he replied. I noticed he placed a bit too much emphasis on the word ‘enjoy’ than I liked to hear. “Ethan, I went to Uni and I’ve worked hard to live like this. It hasn't been easy,” I said as kindly as I could. “You see. I told you that” Jane shot back at Ethan. Ethan glared at me too now and before I got both barrels from him, “Listen Jane. Why doesn’t Ethan stay with me for a few weeks and I’ll show him what the opportunities are like here for him. There are some great Uni’s down here. Maybe there’s a compromise we can explore,” I said. Ethan’s face immediately changed from angry teenager to ecstatic teenager in an instant. Clearly Ethan thought this was an excellent idea. Jane’s expression softened a bit as she looked at me for a moment to contemplate my suggestion, only to bluntly ask “You’d help him? Why now though?” I had to think quickly myself but then It dawned on me that being Ethan's uncle gave me an inherent position from which to speak, so using my best brotherly charm voice I answered "Listen I haven’t been around to help you guys. Let me do this. I’ve got some great contacts, we can look at Universities and I’ll help sort accommodation if it’s what Ethan wants.” With my best brotherly charm. Jane looked almost pacified as she shot Ethan a stern glance then looking back at me, “Alright, we can at least explore the option. We have time I suppose”, she finally relented. “Thanks Uncle” Ethan said grinning like some mad Cheshire cat. I smiled back knowing full well what was exciting my nephew right now and it wasn’t the thought of looking at Universities in London! “Sis, why don’t you take a shower and I’ll freshen up and make us breakfast," I suggested. She smiled at me and on leaving the room she kissed me on the cheek. When I heard Jane's bedroom door close I asked “Ethan, is this because of last night?” Ethan moved quickly and was on me kissing me hard. I didn’t want to but I broke the kiss quickly, “Careful” I said looking behind me. “If you pozzed me last night I’m probably going to get sick in a few weeks. How will I hide that from her? She opens my post. What happens when she sees the doctor’s letters?” he asked, giving me his puppy dog eyes. I looked at him for a few moments contemplating the consequences of what I’d done to him but I couldn’t help feel excited about what I could get up to with a hot kid like Ethan living under my roof. “Will you never tell your mother if you become HIV positive?” I asked without really thinking it through. “Will you?” he replied smiling back, hand on my chest. “I guess you have me there.” I said grinning, “But one step at time. I need to think this all through and I’m desperate for a piss and a shower.” “Let me Uncle” Ethan replied with a wicked little smile and with that he dropped to his knees and pulled my shorts and briefs down. My cock was placid, sweaty and no doubt musty smelling but Ethan gently held it, kissed it and licked it, pulling my foreskin back and using his tongue to tickle the end of my cock and especially my urethra, expertly coaxing a torrent of piss out of me. I swear he never spilled a drop, drinking all I could give him as he stared up at me gulping down my amber nectar. After I finished he licked his lips, stood up and we kissed so hard. I could taste my urine in his mouth, he was driving me wild. The rest of the visit was much happier with Jane seemingly relieved and happy to receive my help with her son, while Ethan was ecstatically happy about staying with me for a while. I was a little taken aback during one conversation when Jane asked Ethan how his boyfriend would feel about me coming to live in London. “He’ll be cool, he wants the best for me and he can come visit us, right Uncle?” he asked with a twisted little grin which I knew had some double meaning. “I guess, but I didn’t realise you were still with him?” I asked, giving Ethan an equally probing stare back. Later when Jane had gone to bed and Ethan and I were still polishing off a bottle of wine, “So you have a boyfriend?” I asked him. “Er yeah, Chris” he replied “And what will you tell him?” I asked “Oh he’s cool. Besides I thought you might like breeding him as well,” Ethan replied with a lusty smile. My cock was rock hard and I didn’t care. I was quite well oiled and my sexy nephew was equally pissed, and he was seated in front of me, telling me he wanted me to breed his boyfriend. I was so turned on. “And he wants it too?” I asked. “I don’t know, but does it matter?” he shot back with that evil grin of his again. “You’re deliciously dangerous young Ethan” I replied grinning back, “I think this will be fun” That night I fucked Ethan until the early hours again only this time I was much rougher with him. He was becoming the the kind of sub slut that I love to treat very badly. Ethan loved every bit of it especially when I plunged a tooth brush into his ass hole and ravaged his anal passage, drawing it out to show him the blood. After three more loads inside his cunt and one down his throat I knew he was well on the way to his desire of being positive. I must admit when Jane and Ethan left on Sunday morning it was with a little tinge of disappointment. This visit had been amazing on many levels but not least the revelation that was Ethan. Over the next few days my mind was pre-occupied with the thought of Ethan, so even when I engaged the 22-year-old rent boy from Sleepyboy to come round and massage me, ravaging the sexy whore's cunt with two deadly loads still wasn’t as exciting or as fulfilling as fucking my nephew. Not until Wednesday evening when I received a telephone from Ethan that my excitement began to return as he informed me that he’d sorted things out his end and wanted to come up on Friday and spend a few weeks with me. I was just about to say Friday was fine when it suddenly dawned on me I had a major board meeting with one of my business interests which would likely end with the CEO and the Artistic Director of the company coming back to mine for a late night drink session which always ended in a ‘party’. This particular business interest was a company that provided content to the adult entertainment industry, something I enjoyed and when an old fuck buddy of mine set up the business and asked me to invest, I was happy to do so. “Friday is going to be tough Ethan I have something going on” I replied. I could tell he was disappointed but then a wonderfully sadistic thought popped into my head, “Although, maybe you could help out, thinking about it.” I explained my colleagues were coming round on Friday evening and that perhaps he could be some of the entertainment for us. Ethan couldn’t have been more enthusiastic especially when I told him both Don and Julian were very sexy and very positive too, and went so far as to ask “Can I bring Chris?” “Your boyfriend?” “Yeah, he knows we fucked,” Ethan explained, adding “He’d love to be used too” “And will he know we’re all positive?” I asked “I won’t be telling him. He loves bareback though” Ethan replied matter of factly. “OK you two can put on a little show for us and then we’ll get the party started” I replied. So I had it all planned and by the time I put the phone down I had to go take care of my rock hard cock. Friday evening Don, Julian and I were sat in my lounge with some background music and low lighting drinking a great red. Don was a mountain of a man. He was a black, 6ft 5inch ex-body builder, ex-porn star but still hugely proportioned with a massive nine-inch cock that I had enjoyed riding many times. Julian was a smaller, athletic guy, 6ft exactly with a great smooth body and nice seven-inch fat dick. Usually on these occasions we’d get some rent boys round to party with but after showing them a picture of my nephew and the mere thought of incest in the room, seemed to excite them. At 6pm I’d received a text from Ethan saying that they would be with us by 9pm and that they had a surprise, but wouldn’t elaborate. So just after 9pm while we started on our third bottle, the intercom buzzed. I came back into the room, “Three guests coming up” I said looking confused at Don and Julian. They both looked at me and all I could do was shrug. When the doorbell went I went to answer it and there standing before me was my overly excited nephew who was in my arms and kissing me before I could stop him. Breaking the kiss, he stepped aside and did the introductions, “Uncle, this is Chris” he said as a great looking dark haired stud stretched out his hand for me. Chris was just over 6ft tall with a lovely complexion and great smile. He was clearly as athletically built as Ethan and about the same height. I shook his hand and he said hello. “And this is Chris’s younger brother, Sam” Ethan said, barely containing his excitement. “Brother” I repeated, completely taken aback. Sam held his hand out to me also and I shook it seeing the similarity now with Chris. Sam was perhaps a little smaller in build but no less as attractive as his brother. I let them into the hall and shut the door. “Ethan what’s going on?” I asked. “I didn’t want to tell you before but Chris and I regularly play with Sam and when he found out about tonight he wanted to come too," Ethan replied grinning from ear to ear. I was literally gob smacked and it probably showed, “You boys fuck together?” I asked Chris who was also now grinning at me. “Yes” He replied, “And each other”, with a little wink. “Fucking hot” I replied, grinning back, “Wait, how old are you both?” I asked. “I’m nearly 20 and Sam has just turned 18” Chris replied. “Sweet” is pretty much all I could say. “Ethan, why not dump yours and the guys stuff in the spare bedroom and then come join us in the lounge.” I said grinning at them all. I walked back completely dazed and both Don and Julian could tell something was up. “You are not going to fucking believe this”, is all I could say to them. I grabbed my glass of wine to take a swig and both men continued to look at me expectantly. Before I could say anything else I heard the boys coming into the room and looking round they entered having all quickly removed their clothes bar their briefs and their sheepish grins, which spread when they got sight of Don and Julian, but particularly Don. Chris and Sam were both blessed with excellent physiques and looking at the three of them it was hard not to be envious of their teenage bodies. “Guys, let me introduce you to my nephew, Ethan” pointing him out. He beamed at them and came over to me putting an arm round me. “And this is Chris, Ethan’s boyfriend” pointing to Chris who smiled back at them, “And finally, this is Sam” I said, “Chris’ younger brother." Both Don and Julian did a double take and then stared at me mouthing 'REALLY'. I just grinned and nodded back. “Fuck” said Don in his deep gravelly voice. “Well boys, why not grab yourself a drink and come join us.” I said sitting down. The boys grabbed bottles of beer and then came and sat with us. Ethan sitting next to me, Sam next to Julian and Chris was almost on Don’s knee. Considering teenagers are supposed to be difficult to talk to these three were very chatty and while Ethan and I already knew each other quite well I could feel his erection in his briefs as he watched Chris who had his hands all over Don’s muscles. Sam too was clearly happy with Julian and although Don was the same age as me, Julian was actually a couple of years older, not that the boys seemed to care. After a few more beers the boys were getting loosened up and since we were already well ahead of them, I whispered in Ethan’s ear that it might be fun for the three of them to put on a little show for us. Ethan bit my ear and squeezed my cock through my jeans. “Guys, let’s put on a little show” he said standing up, speaking to Chris and Sam. They both grinned and getting up they stood in the middle of the room and started making out in a three-way kiss with hands all over each other’s bodies. I looked at Don and Julian who were both mesmerised. In porn they had seen their fair share but I happen to know it did not include brothers. We watched as Ethan and Sam were soon on their knees sharing Chris’ quite long and reasonably thick cock between them. I had had to release my dick and was now slowly wanking myself and noticed Don and Julian had done the same. Don’s was enormous, a fact not lost on the teenagers. The show got more and more erotic and soon there was a full on spit roast going on with Ethan in the middle taking it both ends. It seemed the brothers were expert tops and then after almost ten minutes of fucking, Sam pulled out and bent over and soon his big brother was inside his cunt fucking him while Ethan fucked his mouth. I was wanking myself silly by now and so were Don and Julian who were both out of their clothes. I was quickly losing mine too and then the boys, realising their audience were in need had broken apart and Ethan was on me, Chris was on Don, devouring his cock as best he could and Sam was kissing Julian. I’d already discussed with Don and Julian the fact that I wasn’t sure if Chris knew or cared what our status was but tonight was a breeding session instigated by my nephew who was in need of all our poison cum. Julian was actually undetectable at the moment so wasn’t sure he could contribute much in the poison cum stakes but Don was even more deadly than me, with a very high viral load. I didn’t even know if Sam was into raw sex but very quickly that thought was answered as he positioned himself astride Julian and lowered himself down onto his raw cock. Don had manoeuvred Chris onto his back on the floor and was about to plough his ass which was accompanied by a lot of high pitched squealing as he entered and stretched his cunt. Ethan was sucking me so well but I pushed him forward on to all fours and got up behind him, ramming my cock straight in. There was now fucking going on all over the room and lots of grunts and moaning. Chris was in for a long haul because I knew through experience that Don took ages to cum, but I’d not climaxed at all today and after ten minutes I came, loudly dumping another big, positive load in my nephew’s cunt. Julian was also about to cum, and as he pumped his first load into Sam we all heard, “Take my dirty load you FUCKING BITCH!!” as he blew a huge load inside the boy's cunt. I looked at Ethan who grinned at me and then at Sam for a reaction but I don’t think it registered, although Chris had looked up until Don went down and shoved his tongue in his mouth while he continued to power drive his ass. Ethan took the initiative getting up and kissing Sam he told him to go over to me and then Ethan was on Julian, kissing him hard and deep. Sam was smiling at me and I pulled him into a long hard kiss feeling his beautifully smooth and tight body and his sweet ass cheeks. I fingered his hole and felt Julian’s load dripping out and my cock grew hard again, so I pushed Sam down onto it to clean it and get it ready for my next fuck. He was very eager and did a great job, taking me fully down his throat. We all knew Don was close now as he was groaning with such a deep voice, I knew it so well and very soon he too was about to cum. He hammered away at Chris and then the deep voice boomed, “Fucking bitch, you want my seed?” he asked Chris. Chris didn’t hesitate and between moans managed to groan “Yes sir, I want it." “Here it comes, TAKE MY POSION LOAD!!!!” he groaned as he came hard inside him. Chris suddenly looked up as he realised what Don had said, “Wait, WHAT?” he cried. Don pumped what I knew to be a gallon of toxic cum inside Chris and his massive bulk held the frantic boy still. Breathing heavily and sweating profusely he collapsed on top of him. I could tell Chris was a bit panicky, which just made me hornier as I held his brother down on me shaft who too had now realised that perhaps the cum they were taking tonight was tainted. “Did you like being bred boy?” came Don’s deep voice. “Your poz?” Chris asked with clear panic in his voice and looking over at his boyfriend, Ethan got of Julian and knelt down by his boyfriend and cupped his head in his hands and began to kiss him. “Baby, you know you thought about being bred” he said pacifying him. Don got up off Chris who remained on the floor with Ethan kneeling beside him and then Ethan pulled Chris onto his front and parted his legs. As we watched, Ethan went down and began to lap Chris’s cunt which was dripping profuse amounts of Don’s cum. Ethan licked it out for a few minutes before kneeling up and then kissing Chris again, now with a mouth full of Don’s feltched load. It was the horniest thing and it spurred me on to fuck Sam who was also know panicking but I lifted him up firmly onto me and fed my cock inside him and started to fuck him. He moaned and tried to resist but I held him tight and fucked him hard. Not wanting to be left out and packing another erection, Julian came up behind Sam and I slowed, knowing he was going to force his cock inside Sam in a double penetration. Sam squealed like a pig as Julian forced his cock in and Chris looking up at his brother’s pain, slowly calmed, perhaps realising the futility of it and giving into the lust. He even grinned watching his younger brother getting DP’d, although we later found out that Sam and Ethan regularly liked to be DP’d. Sam too began to enjoy the fuck and once Julian and I had got our rhythm going, we were stretching the young kid’s cunt so wide and he was moaning in ecstasy. After a good while of fucking, “I’m near” I groaned to Julian, “and me” he replied through gritted teeth. “You want me to breed you bitch?” I grunted at Sam as he looked into my eyes. He paused in thought and pleasure but eventually replied, “Yes master, breed me” That pushed both Julian and me over the edge with him firing first, I could feel his warm load on my shaft as I pumped my toxic cum into Sam. Ethan and Chris were still sat with Don, luxuriating together, feeling his massively muscled body as they nestled either side of him, all watching us rape Sam. Chris looked positively happy now slowly wanking himself as he watched his little brother being knocked up. Julian pulled out but I stayed inside Sam with him clutched to my chest. I could feel his heart racing as fast as mine and the heat from our perspiring bodies and then I felt Julian’s tongue on my shaft. He’d gone down to clean up Sam’s hole, so I pulled out of him which let the flood of cum pour out into Julian’s open and very willing mouth. With a mouth full of jizz he finally knelt beside us and instinctively Sam opened his mouth so that Julian could spit some cum in. I opened my mouth wide, and Julian took the hint and dribbled some of the jizz into my mouth. Afterwards Sam and I kissed, sharing the toxic cum.. To be continued………………………….

So, a LONG Time ago, I mentioned I was doing a Re-write of the story. Finally got around to posting the first part of it, Curious what everyone thinks of it vs the original.. Posting it in two parts because of Size. ********************************************************* The AIDS Clinic… Adam had been there several times before but back then he found the place intoxicating even though he knew it should frighten him…. The smell of death pervades the hospice and in the beginning, before he realized his calling, Adam found it was hard watching his grandpa waste away. Adam’s grandpa used to be such a vital and fit man who lived life and over the years Adam watched what used to be a huge strong man rotting from within. Over the years however, as Adam went from becoming a boy to a man, and his own sexual hunger began to awaken, slowly his views began to change. The one day, he found a website, a breeding website that changed his views forever and after that he realized he had never taken the time to appreciate the finer beauty of the disease or it’s advantages… Now when he visits his Grandpa, he no longer sees a thin gaunt man, but a Lean tight body. The most notably difference is that his Grandfather seems happier than ever, even if he is dying, and one day Adam finds out why. His mother had been after him to get a job for the summer for quite some time, and Adam had hit upon the idea of Volunteering at the Hospice. His mother, a Very devout women had been against it, saying volunteering wasn’t a “real” summer job and, she thought the place would be a bad influence on him… If only she knew… Eventually she had given in and Adam, after signing the paper work to become a Volunteer, began a new life working at the AIDS Clinic. And so He caught the bus out to the hospice. Its located just outside the city and is run by Jerry. He's a nice man in his 20's and works here with his partner, Trevor, who is also in his 20's. They oversee the hospice and there are currently 17 men who stay here. All have AIDS Shortly after arriving he ran into Jerry, at his usually place behind the Front office desk. Adam listens as he hears that his grandfather has been eager to see him again and talks about his grandson constantly. Telling all his friends here what a fine and good-looking boy he is. Adam blushes at the words. As Jerry looks him up and down and tells him it’s the truth and the compliment is all his. Jerry simply smiles and tells Adam it’s been awhile since there was someone really fit and healthy in this place and through the conversation reveals that he and his partner Trevor are also infected. For a moment Adam looks back at him incredulously but cant deny his dick is bulging in his shorts at the very thought. Jerry offers Adam a chair and they sit and have a conversation. He tells Adam how he got pozzed several years ago. That he was one of those men who hated condoms and so one night he decided to stop using them. The rest as they say was history. He asked about his partner and he says he infected Trevor too. He ask all sorts of questions and cant deny that while they talk Adams’ cock feels like its gonna shoot. It’s all too much. Jerry tells Adam that infecting Trevor didn't have any repercussions. That his boyfriend wanted it. Being young and sexually active, he figured it was only a matter of time before he became infected anyway, so why not get it from someone he loved? He looks back and tell him that it made sense. After some time, Jerry comments to Adam that He seem very interested in raw sex and begins asking questions himself. "Well I wanna be into it. I've been reading a lot of stories off the net and chatting to Poz guys around the world." Adam says, noting a strange smile crossing Jerrys face. Jerry asks Adam what his reaction has been and he tells him that though it freaks him out He cant stop thinking about it and that his best orgasms are when he jacks off fantasies thinking about some guy fucking his hole raw and infecting his teenage body. Jerry simply smiles. “Fuck yeah it does, You may not admit it yet, but in a way, you already caught the ‘bug’” he says and squeezes Adams cock which to his shock, is Rock hard at the poz talk. He looks back at Jerry and he laughs because he’s bright red. “Don’t be embaressed about, it’s totally natural. I mean, how much more nature can you get with Raw Bareback fucking? It is the ultimate sex you see, theres no going back once you feel it. And don’t worry Adam, when your ready.. Im sure you make the “Right” choice about it getting AIDS. Adam considers telling him the reason for his visit today but decide to hold off, as he’s worried about how Jerry might react. Then after some more conversation, in which Jerry tells him about some of his hottest bareback encounters, Jerry tells him he must be anxious to see his Grandfather. Adam blushes for a moment and nods. And with that he leads Adam to the door of his Poz Grandfathers room. Its time to visit. "Grandpa?" Adam stood at the door knocking. He listens for a few minutes but doesn’t hear a reply. Twisting the handle of the door, He enters slowly and peers in. Empty. His Grandfather, Nathan, isn't here. Deciding to go in anyway, He makes himself comfortable on his bed and as He looks at the table nearby He see its littered with bottles of poppers and some porn magazines. There are pictures of young guys being fucked raw by older men. Some of them are old enough to be as old as Nathan. He flicks through the pages and feels his cock bulging again and seeing the poppers decide to unscrew the lid of one and take several deep sniffs. "Oh fuck... " The sensation is overwhelming and as He feels his heartbeat quicken He feels the rush overcome his senses and He begins feeling the need for cock and start salivating while looking at the photos. It’s too much. He needs to beat his cock. He pulls off his shorts and sits there on his Grandpa’s bed jacking his teenage cock while taking repeated sniffs from the brown bottles, sampling each different brand. Rush. Jungle juice. Pig sweat! He spits on his fingers and works some saliva into his neg hole and starts jacking his cock more. It feels great and He longs to be one of those young guys in the fuckrags taking older man cock in his ass and throat. Being a whore for men. He got up on the bed and bent over to work a finger into his ass. Doing so, He accidentally dropped the bottle of poppers and reach down to pick it up, he notices a crusty looking vibrator gleaming under the bed. His heart begins to pound as he realizes Nathan his Grandfather must have used it! Seeing as how Nathan isn't here He decides that He has the next best thing and quickly take another few hits from the poppers and greedily wrap his lips around the plastic dick and coats the vibrator with his tongue. Lapping the salty tasting juices off it and taking it down his throat and getting it nice and sticky with his teenage spit all he can think about is that his Grandpa’s Poz seed might be on it. He then take another sniff from the poppers and after sucking on the vibrator a bit more he works it slowly into his neg hole. Feeling it push at his virgin ass and thrust inside his cherry. God it feels good. He thrusts the vibrator slowly inside and moans as he feels his ass twitching in response to the penetration and longs to feel a real cock in his ass. God He can’t believe he’s doing this. “Here I am on his Grandpa’s bed and fucking myself with his vibrator! And it might have Poz seed on it! I could already have the virus in me!” The thought seem to make him shudder and Adams’ ass slowly opens up and adjusts to the fucking of it back and forth He doesn't care about the risk. He needs this. He wants this. And as He thrusts the vibrator in harder He takes another few deep sniffs from the bottle of poppers and starts fucking himself harder and hard until it happens. He feels his balls tense and as He feels his ass suck in the vibrator a little bit more his balls draw up and his body spasms as He spray drenches the bed sheets with his teenage cum. Feeling his load spray out of his cock which is twitching badly and shooting load after load of teenage seed over the bedsheets. Drenching the bed in his healthy negative load. A neg load spraying over a Poz man's bed, it makes Adam shiver. After cleaning up a little and pulling his shorts back on, He decide to look around the room further and come across a photo album. Its filled with hundreds of photos. Some of his Grandfather when he was a boy of his age and even more surprisingly, of photos of his Grandpa having sex with guys of all ages. Adam flicks through and examines each photo carefully and beside some photos are a few captions. He note that many of the photos of his Grandpa having sex with young guys are marked "this one bred" "he didn't want it but soon changed his mind after giving him a glass of Christina." Adam finds himself realizing what he is looking at. This album is a virtual treasure trove of his grandfather’s exploits and after settling back on the bed He flicks through the pages and feel himself getting hard again. Looking at the photos of one teenage boy being fucked He cant help but feel the need to beat off and think about how hot it is looking at pictures of his Grandpa fucking his Poz cock into the various boys. One suddenily catches his eye and he reads it: “Younger Virgin Asian kid, Making him my Poz bitch at Chinese New Years.” Man. Talk about a trip... and then it dawns on him... his Grandfather is a breeder!. The realization is enough to make Adam wanna shoot but He somehow hold off and keep looking at the photos while his dick leaks cum over his stomach. As He sits there looking at the photos He can’t believe what he is seeing and it feels like the room is crashing in. Adam wanting to be bred. Being at a hospice filled with men with AIDS. Seeing the numerous fuckrags and bottles of poppers in his Grandfathers room. And just where is he? Shouldn't he be here? He thought he was given that Jerry led Adam here but obviously he must have been mistaken. Just then He see the door slowly open. "Grandpa!" "Adam? God boy its good to see you!" They hug and He feels a bit embarrassed that i'am still hard and hope he doesn't notice. "Its great to have you here boy. II've missed you... " and with that he notices the open photo album on the bed and comments that He seem to have discovered some of his dirty secrets. "Yeah. I-I didn't mean to pry. Its just that once I-I started looking at them iI couldn't help seeing more." "No need for explanations boy. Its obvious you liked what you see judging from that nice cock of yours that you're packing there." Adam just stands there blushing and imagine the bright crimson shade he is turning. Adam’s Grandpa, Nathan, just laughs and hugs Adam again and pats his crotch. He invites Adam to sit on the bed. Nathan and He talk man to boy. Knowing that He already uncovered some of his 'secrets' it makes the conversation flow and is like a breaking of the ice between them. Adam comes to tell him of his reasons behind wanting to visit and Nathan expresses some surprise that he is thinking of converting. He isn't shocked that He wants to be bred. He understands that all too well. He knows what a fucking turn on it is to take Poz cum... And to give it. Adam asks him what it was like for him to shoot his Poz cum into all those boys He saw pictures of and he tells Adwas het was fantastic. Shooting Poz cum into a neg body. Knowing that once his cock was inside their ass raw that it would be up to him whether he fills their body with Poz seed. "It's the best fucking think in the world son. You can't describe it, you can only experience it. You don't even know how good it feels to get Raw Fucked yet. Well, When you do, getting fucked with a Raw AIDS Dick ends up being 10,000 times better. Sure some of them didn't want it. But that just made me want to give it to them all the more. Once you get that first injection, you'll be changed forever" Adam shivered at how, natural, his Grandfather makes it sound. "But how did you get it? I mean, How did you Convert? Nathan gives a hearty laugh and slaps Adam on the back "Back in my boy, we fucked morning noon and night, didn't mater who it was or how old. Your dick was for fucking and your ass was for getting fucked. I'll never know who gave it to me, only that it happened." Adam gives a weak laugh and He can't help admiring him in some ways. Infecting and bugging up others and not giving a shit what happens. Just looking out for himself sounds like paradise. Nathan then looks at Adam affectionately and tells him how wholesome he looks ,and tells Adam it's been a long time since he saw such a hot healthy boy here in the hospice. "What's it like here Grand-dad? I mean, everyone is so sick and has AIDS, isn't it depressing?" Nathan just laughs again and stretches out, showing of slim but surprisingly powerful arms. “Boy, this is a place full of guys with AIDS, who are all fucking horny as hell and need to get off! What do you think it is like? We fuck each other constantly here! Swapping loads, recharging each other and pumping each other full of our Diseases every chance we get! And your not the first Grandson, or son, or Family that drops by here… We’ll have someone like you come by every so often.. Someone who feels the Calling of the Bug in them and comes here seeking to get it. Well fuck when that happens we usually have a fucking big Orgy as all the old Poz Daddies here, and Grand Daddies come out to welcome that kid into the fold!” Adam can feel himself getting hard all over again, he never imagined it would be anything like this and he tells Nathan that He has had fantasies of men fucking his neg ass raw for many years but it was only after seeing some of the bareback sites on the net that He was finally able to verbally express what He wanted. That when He saw the pictures and stories on the net it would make Adam sick but it would cause a dual reaction. He'd sweat, retch and feel nauseous but his’ cock would be bulging in his jocks and straining for a marathon jack-off session. That sometimes during class he'd have to excuse myself cause he'd be looking at his hairy teacher in maths and thinking about him creaming in his young hole. Fucking Adam up and dominating his body. That he’d walk around campus and see some of the other students and think how hot it would be to take their load, and he’d start jacking thinking about some older men with AIDS fucking their Poz cocks into Adams’ neg hole and changing his status. Pumping their seed deep into his body and converting Adam whether He wanted it or not… Nathan smiles lovingly and tells Adam that its hot that He have had those thoughts but asks for specific experiences and He looks back at him and blush and tell him that when it comes to actual encounters, he’s rather lacking in those and that beyond sucking a few and having them come on his face and chest that he doesn't really have anything to offer. Nathan just laughs and says that's nonsense. “Listen boy, your Young good looking and a Virgin for christs sake! You could get ANY stud here, fuck ANYwhere to stand in line for the chance to fuck that sweet negative hole of yours! But you need a guide boy, it’s a fucking dangerous place out there and you’ll want a Coach.” He says as Adam looks up, he clearly still seems freaked out and scared, btu gives a healf hearted chuckle. “You mean more dangerous than getting AIDS Pops?” Nathan says nothing for a while, than smiles. “You’ll find out it is so much more than what you think it is boy, and of course Adam. I'll help you boy! My Grandson/" And leers at Adam rather wickedly. "Okay its time for your training to begin Adam." Nathan looks back and he tells Adam to follow him out to the patio. "There's a few people I want you to meet." He’s led out to the back and finds a group of older men sunning themselves. Some are wearing stained jocks while others are fully nude. He notices one man smiling back at him. A huge older black man who looks to be in his 40's and He cant help but stare at his body and bulging 9 inch black snake hanging between his legs. Despite knowing this huge man must also have AIDS, his body look perfectly fit, big beefy muscles glisten everywhere. Following his gaze, Nathan whispers into Adam’s ear "that's Frank, he’s been here from the start and helps run the place, fit as an Ox and just as hung." Nathan says chuckling as he introduces Adam to others of the group. There are over a dozen men present, some have gone out for the day with Trevor and all are very friendly, often a bit overly so as he is occasionally felt up passing by the older members. And they are older; all but one is old enough to be his father or, grandfather. One guy however he sees is in his 20's. Turns out he was there just to get an HIV test, next to the younger hottie however is an older bear who has a gaunt wasted look to him. Once again Nathan watches him and leans over. “The big thin guy is Brock, he’s in here a lot with naive bottoms he fucked no doubt who got worried about the virus. Brock has a powerful strain. Got infected when he was 27 and after fucking around for a number of years, found he was getting sicker by the day and vowed to pass on his Bug to as many young holes as possible.” Adam’s Granddad whispered. Something about that made Adam’s hole twitch, He looks over the older guy and though wasting, he still has a hot rugged look about him, though the virus is obviously ravaging his face and body. He notices Adam and Nathan and soon heads over. “Hey Nathan this your grandkid your always talking about?” “Yeah this is the one, hear showing him the ‘Family Business’” Brock grinned and gave Nathan a lear. “Oh you think he is ready for that?” “Ask him yourself Brock” Nathan says, as he pushes his kid forward. Adam looks around, clearly embarrassed as Brock tells Adam that if He want it, he can help Adam out, and that it will help Adam get over being so nervous. "Um, thanks... but no thanks. I’m ok really” Adam says, afraid and aroused all at once, but he keeps chatting, a part of him curious to hear stories from Brock. As they chat, He notices Frank looking on appreciatively and see him sliding his fingers over his enormously long and thick uncut black cock, which has a glob of pre-cum oozing from the head. He winks at Adam and He quickly turn away embarrassed. Nathan looking on laughs and tells Adam to make myself comfortable. That he needs to go out for a while and will be back soon. “Just relax Grandson, relax and don’t worry, all my friends will take good care of you” He says, giving Frank a wink from behind Adam and wanders off. Adam feels a bit edgy with Nathan's departure but the men are all very nice and accommodating. If fact, several of them seem to be sizing Adam up pretty quickly and He see Frank sliding his hands up and down his ever-growing uncut black cock while looking over. He continues to look at Frank and cant help imagining the different ways to enjoy his cock. It’s just so big and fat, and the foreskin hanging over it is dripping precum. Adam was cut as a kid by his mom, and foreskin always turned him on. Looking at the shaft all he could think now was to kneel there and tongue the fucking pre-cum off it, running his tongue up and down the gooey shaft and lapping at the huge balls and letting him push Adam around. Being a black man's toy. The idea appeals to Adam enormously given that He have been limited to just a few encounters... and never an interracial encounter. And he knows Frank feels the same way. He can see it in his eyes. He'd loved to fuck his big cock into Adam and give Adam his Diseased DNA. Fuck, He bet he's Pozzed dozens of young holes in his lifetime. Given the appeal of big black cock, he'd have no shortage of guys wanting to swing on it. These thoughts running through Adam’s head can't help but make the boy horny and He quickly excuse himself, asking where the toilet is. He needs some relief fast and needs to piss and beat off. Adam hurries to the toilet and shuts the door. Inside He notices some fuckrags on the floor and a bottle of poppers half empty. He takes a few deep hits of the poppers and enjoys the sensation. Of course He had read about them off the net but up to today He hadn't tried them. Its one of the reasons bareback sex is so rampant He guesses. Guys get all fucked up on substances, lose their inhibitions and do what they really want. But then who gives a shit about analyzing this fuck when the hit takes hold and you get that rush and euphoric sensation coursing through your body. Of course, He’d never let that happen to him he thinks quickly before inhaling another huge hit of the Poppers. He sits on the toilet stroking his cock and looking through the magazines and takes another hit from the little brown bottle. He doesn’t even think why there’s an open bottle in the toilet, all he can think about now was how horny he was and he wished his Grandpa was here right now. He could really use some of his cock. Suddenly there is a knock at the door. Adam doesn't say anything and continues beating off until he hears another knock. He tells whoever it is that the toilet is occupied and he’ll just be a few minutes. There is a laugh from outside and the door opens anyway. Standing in the doorway is Frank with his huge cock hanging out, swaying back and forth, pre-cum drooling from the tip. "Oh I think you'll be in here for some time Adam" and with that he pushes himself inside the toilet. Adam stares back dumbly at Frank; he tells him that He was just sitting here minding his own business. Frank just laughs, “Oh really boy? So is that why Your dick is out and I can see you beating that boycock of yours off to those dirty fuckrags while getting loaded up on poppers?” He tells him as he slides a hand along Adam’s crotch. "Just figured that you could use some company." He tells him that he doesn’t think that's such a good idea and he gives Adam an ultimatum. "Tell me that while high on poppers boy!" He tells him that he doesn’t have to do anything but he says that if he doesn’t do what he says he will simply rape Adams’ ass and take what he will have anyway. Adam looks back at him and knows he means business, so He does what he says. He unscrew the lid of the brown bottle and take a deep sniff. "Ahhh that's it kid, take some deep snorts, you know you want to" he takes three hits under each nostril and trying to remain steady on his feet look back at Frank but can't think of anything important to say. He just look at him and feel saliva forming on his lips and tongue and realize he’s beginning to drool. Frank just looks back at Adam and tells Adam to sit on the seat and get his face in there and feed. He obeyed. Everything seems to be moving so fast and slowly at the same time. That it's not really happening. That he’s not sitting here on a toilet seat and being stripped by a black man at an AIDS hospice and sucking his Poz cock. Sucking it for all he’s worth. Running his tongue and lips over it and letting him fuck the end of it down his throat. God the sensation is overwhelming. Unlike before, he’s not imagining it anymore. He’s actually doing it – having sex with a Poz man! Frank continues fucking his cock in and out of Adam’s stretched mouth. The boys’ lips feel like they are cracking at the sides as He struggle to deep throat the fucker. It goes like this for some time till Frank says he is going to fuck all of his 9 inches down his throat and tells Adam to tell him when he’s ready. He’s psyched for the challenge but realizes he needs more help so unscrews the poppers again and takes several sniffs under each nostril and then looks up and him and he asks me "Ready boy?" He looks back at him and nod but he hits Adwas hen the face and grabs a fistful of his hair and tells Adam to tell him he’s fucking ready. Not to just fucking nod! "I-I’m ready... sir!" He grabs the cock and puts it into his mouth tells Adam to wait. That he wants to feed his Poz cock to him. So He sits on the seat beating Adams’ cock while looking up at him and he tells Adam to just put his lips on the end of it and to tell him when he’s ready. He feels a bit uncertain so sniff more poppers to help Adam loosen up and put his lips on the end of his cock as ordered and say with a mumbled voice "he’s ready" and wait for Frank to start. He simply looks back at Adam and states "you're a fucking hot pussyboy Adam... and soon, you're going to be even hotter" Frank begins thrusting his fat Poz black cock through his lips and Adam struggles as it quickly fills his throat and He began gagging. "Loosen your throat boy. Pretend you're swallowing some water" he takes his advice and slowly feel his throat relaxing to the ever-probing cock in his throat and am soon deep throating it like a pro. Sucking Poz cock like He has been doing it all his life. The sensations are incredible. He greedily thrust his lips back and forth on his Poz cock eager for his seed and soon have his lips, tongue and the rest of his face covered in pre-cum and saliva. Frank just smiles and continues fucking his face. After what seems an eternity, Frank tells Admas he's ready and tells Adam to bend over. He doesn't object. He wants cock in his ass now. He feels Frank kneeling behind him and pressing his tongue into the boys quivering hole and greasing Adam up with his spit. Feeling his tongue work its way over Adams’ neg hole and into his ass its too much and he feels like he’s gonna cum, but Frank sensing this, tells Adam to stop beating his cock and to just fuck Adams’ ass on his face and He does so. Fucking his neg boy asshole on his AIDS ridden gaunt-laden face. Wondering if he has sores on his tongue and is fucking them into his body? Frank stands back up and tells Adam to take a good snort of poppers as he's gonna fuck the boys neg hole good and rough. And then it happens; He feels Frank pushing his Poz cock up into his ass and realizes that suddenly this isn’t fantasy any more. His mind races, wondering how he had convinced himself that this wouldn’t happen, and yet hear he is. Now becoming like just another one of the boys that that guy Zach writes about on the net. The realization is overwhelming and Adam feels his cock stiffen further as he feels his ass swallowing up the huge black pozcock , its diseased flesh thrusting ever upward, hungry to plant it’s toxic seed up in his receptive boyhole. Adam’s mind races and doesn't know what to think. Just a few days ago he was a normal teen sitting at home reading stories off the net and now here he is living his own story and being fucked by a Poz cock at an AIDS hospice. Talk about living fast! But somehow none of that really registers or matters to Adam now. All that matters is that Poz cock thrusting away in Adams’ ass and giving his body to Frank and as He feels him wrap his huge arms around Adam and pull the boy backward, he hears him say to Adam that he's gonna Poz Adam up. And just then as He hear the words his mind at last seems to sober up and he start to struggle. He doesn't want this man's load. He want his Nathan's!!! He was the whole reason He came to the hospice in the first place. But now he’s a mess of confusion. God He doesn't know what to think. Does any of it really matter in the end? Does He care who Pozzes his neg hole? He just don't know... As He feels Frank thrusting his big black cock in, a cock full of AIDS cum, all he can think of is his Nathan, and can't help but wish it was his toxic pozcock now fucking his Neg hole. That was the whole reason behind his visit to the hospice – to get bred by his Grandpa. Still, as He feels Frank rutting away in his neg hole and filling it with his preecum and getting ready to seed, he can't help deny that this feels fucking fantastic. He’s no longer just jacking Adams’ cock thinking about some guy pummeling Adams’ neg hole with his AIDS cock, its really happening! And it's so much better than anything than He could have imagined. Feeling Adams’ ass take his entire cock and feeling it thrust away inside his neg body. Knowing that he has the power to Poz Adwas hef he so decides. That is a very heady feeling. Knowing that his health lies in his hands. That at any moment he can make a life-altering decision for Adam and that which fucks me, could ultimately kill him! As if sensing his mind being corrupted, Frank begins to grunt. “Yeah boy that’s it… take that big raw dick of Death, going to fucking charge that hole. Going to Change you from a healthy little neg teen into a diseased Pozzed-up cumwhore.” "Oh fuck... " he feels Frank's cock thrust in deeper and as it does so, it slides against his prostate and his body is racked with pleasures, the likes He have never known. " “Yeah boy, you’re not my first, and you won’t be my last, I knew this day was coming, and now beg for it! Beg to be fucked to death!” Frank grunts as he rams in, hilting his dripping diseased dick into the young flesh. “Oh god... " Adam begins thrusting back harder on Frank's cock as He takes another hit of poppers and tell him to fucking tear Adams’ neg hole up and shoot his Poz cum into me. He want it so bad. I've never wanted anything so bad... Frank slams his Poz cock in and out of Adams’ ass and tells him he's gonna charge Adams’ neg hole. Really fucking give it to him. That he’s just a pussyboy asking for it and with that He feels his cock get hotter in Adams’ ass. Maybe it was the poppers, maybe it was the sheer pleasure he was feeling, but he could have sworn that his cock felt hotter in his ass just then. And then it happens. Frank's balls draw up and he tells Adam he is about to cum and then He feels like a loaded gun is going off inside his neg ass and he feels all warm inside and can feel his Poz cum shooting inside his body. Drenching his insides and coating Adams’ ass walls with his diseased toxic fuck slop. "That’s it boy.. Fffffuck Yeeaahhh I’m in you now, fucking seed planted deep. Just relax, ain’t no backing out now." Frank says as he holds onto Adam and slams his cock back and forth. Much more cum sprays out of his piss-slit and splatters onto the receptive torn walls of Adams ass. The orgasm just seems to go on and on a never-ending eruption of AIDS cum, Adams’ neg hole feels like its taken a bucket full of Poz cum deep inside The whole time, Adam just stands there succumbing to the sheer mindless pleasure. Defeated, and wanting more, and then He thinks of his Grandpa Nathan. He had thought he would be the first man to fuck his ass with poz cock, but he wasn't. It was this slimy diseased black fucker Frank and his thick gooey AIDS-laden cock. A black man tearing up a white boy's ass. He was the one. God... Frank squeezes the last of his AIDS cum into Adams’ polluted ass and slowly slides his thick cock out with a wet slimy plop. “You just had your first injection of good strong demon poz seed boy. Your hooked now, I know it. Once the craving gets too strong, just come back and visit me again.” Frank says, though Adam doesn't reply. In fact, He feels like nothing is really registering. He realizes that he’s in shock; he then hears the door close behind Frank and knowing he is finally alone, crumples to the floor. Adam’s mind is on fire with fear and panic. He’s taken Poz cum in his ass. Been fucked. Raped. And didn't even ask for it. And yet, he didn't really put up much of a struggle did he… The poppers clouded his judgment and now he has a Poz load saturating his insides like all those boys online. But this is real. It's not some story. This is his life and its really happening. So He just sits there on the toilet for several minutes collecting his thoughts and then, standing up, notices the pain in his ass. Frank's cock was so big. Never in his wildest dreams did He think his first time would be that brutal and would be with someone like him. But it was, and now He has to deal with it.

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After I graduated from college at the end of my senior year I embarked on what is easily the most boring road trip of all time. I had to drive my little car, from Orlando where I went to school all the way up to Rockledge, Illinois where my parents lived. I was transporting my books, papers and clothing, having sold the rest of my stuff on craigslist. So now was in my compact car full of boxes heading northward. I had decided to do the drive in three days instead of two like I had done when I moved to college, and so I spent the first night in Atlanta in a shitty hotel on the ring road. What with packing and graduating and the parties and everything I was completely exhausted by the time I got to the hotel that night, and promptly passed out right after dinner. Now being 22, 5’11” and 150lbs with short brown hair, a tight smooth swimmers body I tended to attract a lot of attention from men, a fact that I took full advantage of. During my four years at college I had gotten used to getting fucked at least five nights a week if not every night, and to be honest usually by a different guy each night. By the time I reached my hotel on the second night in Effingham, Illinois it was four days sense I had last been fucked and I was climbing the walls. I was already on Grindr before I got in the lobby of the hotel, rolling my suit case behind me. I walked up to the counter and gave the guy my name without looking at him, it wasn’t until he asked to see my ID that I looked up from scrolling through trolls and looked at him. He was reasonably handsome although older then I normally go for, he looked to be about thirty-five, sandy blond hair, broad shoulder, and a powerfully built frame. He took my Driver’s license, typed in whatever information he needed from it, and then handed me a key card without saying much of anything. “Alright Mr. Martin, you’re all set. Room 115, just down this hall, last room on the left.” He pointed down the hallway just past the counter and smiled a broad toothy smile. I took the car and nodded, heading back down the hallway, my attention already back on Grindr. The room was larger then I expected, with a nice queen sized bed at one end with a tv on a rotating stand across from it. An archway separated the bed at the far end of the room from the little sitting area composed of a single couch and a coffee table with a lamp and the bathroom. I dropped my suitcase next to the bed got out my laptop and sat down on the little couch. While I waited for my computer to boot up and connect to the hotel Wi-Fi I scrolled to the top of Grindr and refreshed the page. A new profile appeared right next to mine, one of those headless torso pictures. I don’t normally pay much attention to headless torsos, I usually think “what are you trying to hide,” but I was getting desperate so I clicked. He didn’t have his distance shown but he had to be close. The enlargement of his picture was hot though, showing not just his well-built blond haired chest but his flat stomach and deep pelvic v that made my mouth water a little. He listed no stats, which is normally another red flag for me, but I was so horny and he was one of the few decent looking guys from what I could see in a twenty mile radios so I clicked the message icon. Hey what’s up? I opened adam4adam on my computer and changed my city view to Effingham hoping to have better luck there. A few moments later my phone buzzed. I pulled Grindr back up and found a message from the headless torso. Just working. How are you? Alright. Just got into town. Bored n horny. I responded. His reply came before I put my phone down. This town sucks for guys. I’m always horny as fuck. LOL. Any more pics? He responded with a picture of a long fat cock nestled in a thick bush of light brown pubes a thin sliver of well toned abs and a thick blondish treasure trail visible at the bottom of the picture. Damn that’s a hot fucking cock. How big are you? Again his response came before I could put my phone down. 8.5 and thick. What are you into kid? Bottom, the rest is up for grabs. Nice, send me a pic of your ass. I pulled one up quickly on Grindr’s photo log and sent it. Hot. Face pic? I asked. This time his response took longer. In fact it didn’t come at all. Fucking flake, I thought, and pulled up some porn on my computer. I checked Grindr every once in a while is I jerked off and fingered my hole but he didn’t reply back for over an hour. Just as I was thinking I should just finish off and go to bed my phone buzzed again. It was a message for the headless torso who was still the closet guy to me. So you wanna get fucked tonight kid? Yeah. But I need to see a face pic. I sent back. A few moments later there was a knock on the door. I looked at the clock on my computer; it was ten o’clock at night, who the hell was knocking on the door. Shifting my boner so that it was tucked up into my waistband where it was mostly unnoticeable I walked over to the door. When I opened it I found the tall blond from the front desk standing there. He looked even bigger no that he wasn’t behind his desk, I noticed how broad his shoulders were and how massive his pecs appeared to be through the shirt. He looked like a beefy farm hand from a 1970’s porno. “You wanted a face pic?” I heard for the first time a slight country twang in his low voice. “What,” I stammered. “You said you needed to see a face pic before I got to pound that sweet ass of yours well here it is.” He was the headless torso, the front desk guy that I had barely glanced at when I came into the hotel. “Look I’m not really supposed to do stuff like this but I just got off my shift, so can I come in before the night shift guy sees me?” “Fuck, yeah, sure.” I said hurriedly. The massive hulk of a farm hand walked quickly into the room and I shut the door behind him. He smiled that broad toothy smile again and said, “Well I trust you like what you see.” “Yeah, you’re hot.” “Good, then why don’t you strip boy and show me that hot ass.” I pulled my t-shirt off, my heart pounding. I had had quick Grindr hookups before but never had I had a guy show up at my door without my having really invited him over and start to give me instructions. I hesitated for a moment before dropping my briefs and kicking them off. I now stood completely naked in front of the front desk clerk of the hotel I was staying in while he rubbed his boner through his trousers. “I’m Will,” he said and unbuttoned his shirt. His headless torso picture hadn’t been a lie, his body looked even better then in the picture. Now that I could see his perfectly round small brown nipples up close, and that thick blond hair, his bushy pits, the heavily veined and muscled arms I felt weak at the knees. “I’m Tyler,” I answered him, as he undid his belt and dropped his trousers a slightly yellowed jockstrap straining to contain his swelling cock. “Why don’t you get on your knees and suck my cock before we work it up your sweet ass.” He said rubbing his chest with one hand. I didn’t need to be told twice and quickly feel to my knees in front of him. I licked his cock head through his dirty jock tasting the salty taste of old sweat and piss on the fabric. This guy was a pig and I loved it. He brought the hand that wasn’t busy tweeking his own nipples down on the back of my head to hold me in place and moaned, “Go on and get my cock out boy.” I moved his jock aside and the fat mushroom headed cock he had sent me a picture of sprung out accompanied by two large cum laden balls. Not wasting another second I opened wide and swallowed his cock head. Will groaned pushing me down further, forcing more of his cock into my mouth. I gobbled as much of his cock as I could down into my mouth feeling it hit the back of my throat too soon. For a few minutes Will tried to force his cock further down my throat before pulling out and instructing me to lay on the bed with my head hanging off the edge. I had heard this command before and knew what was coming. I got up onto the bed and lay with my head off the end my mouth already open. “Good slut, you’re gonna get the pounding you need just wait.” He slid his cock into my open mouth and using the leverage and angle of my throat to his advantage began to throat fuck me, forcing his cock down my throat making me gag occasionally. Will pounded away as if my mouth were an ass, and I thought that if he fucked me half as hard as he was fucking my mouth I would be set for a week. Spit and precum dripped out of the corners of my mouth as he pounded my face, his balls slapping against my nose. I heard his breathing change and noticed that his balls were retracting slightly. Shit, I thought, he’s going to cum and not be able to fuck me. Just as I thought that his cock throbbed hard in my mouth and began to rocket cum down my throat. He pulled out till his head rested in my mouth shooting his load onto my tongue. It tasted sweet and salty just like his jock. Slowly he pulled out of my mouth and stepped back. I rolled over and looked at him a little sadly, he just smiled and said, “That wasn’t my only load kid, I haven’t even gone soft yet.” It was true his cock was still hard as a rock. “Lay on the bed normal will yah,” he instructed. I flipped around so my head was resting on the pillows laying on my back and he climbed onto the bed with me. Will moves so quickly I didn’t notice it happen, he suddenly was between my slightly parted legs his strong muscular hairy body over mine as he bent down to kiss me. He forced is tongue into my mouth and I quickly opened up for him. He pressed his chest against mine as we kissed, this was more tender and passionate then he had been. I didn’t really notice that he was slowly spreading his knees forcing my legs apart, in fact I didn’t notice what he was doing until he had managed to get my legs spread wide and his hands holding my hips as he rubbed his cock up and down my crack while he kissed me. I groaned into his mouth as he worked his cock closer and closer to my hole. Eventually I felt his warm wet cock head, slick with spit and more precum, press against my hole. He kept his mouth pressed to mine as he rubbed his cock more forcefully against my pucker. His kissing became rougher, more fanatic, and I was so distracted my his quick moving tongue that I completely forgot about his cock pressing against my hole until I suddenly felt his head press into my hole stretching my sphincter across it’s bulbous form. “Wait,” I gasped, feeling his cock sliding a little deeper into my hole, “I have condoms in my bag.” He pulled away from my a little so he could look me square in the face, still pressing his cock into my quivering hole, “I only fuck raw kid. You want this cock you take it as it is.” I hesitated, and he kept thrusting his fat cock into my hole, stretching me wide. I felt his cock head brush against my prostate and gasped, “Please fuck me,” I moaned. “Good boy,” he slid in the rest of the way, my dry hole pulling a little as he did. I couldn’t believe what I was doing, this stranger this man I had never met before was fucking me raw. Up until that moment I had only let my first boyfriend fuck me raw. I had forgotten how good a bare cock felt inside of me, but I hadn’t even asked his status. I was so conflicted between the values and rules I had set for myself, the risks I understood, and the insane amounts of pleaser that this man’s raw cock slowly pulling out of my hole was giving me. “Are you NEG,” I asked quietly. Will laughed, and said, “Doesn’t matter now, your hole’s full of my precum. I leak like a faucet you’ve seen that already.” It was true, when he had been throat fucking me I was astonished by the amount of precum he dripped in my mouth at times it had felt like almost a constant stream. “Do you want me to stop boy?” He flexed his cock inside of me as he spoke. When I hesitated he flexed his cock again pressing against my prostate and I gasped, “No, fuck me. Please, I need to get fucked so bad.” He smiled at me and started to slip in and out of my ass faster, his precum quickly lubing my hole for him. I closed my eyes and lost myself in the euphoria of having my hole used by this massive hulk of a man. Will pushed my legs into my chest giving himself more leverage to fuck down into my hole. I felt drops of sweat dripping onto me as his face and chest started to glisten. His breathing became erratic and I felt his thrust getting rougher he was going to cum in me, I could tell. After a few moments though his breathing returned to normal and he went pack to pounding me deep. “Man you hole feels so good on my raw cock,” he said, emphasizing the word raw as if reminding me of the choice I had made. I loved getting fucked, and I had had a lot of great tops but his cock did feel better inside of me. He was giving me more pleasure then I had had in a long time. My whole body seemed to be tingling, alive with electricity and my lust for Will and his cock grew. His breathing started to get ragged again as he long dicked me, pulling his cock completely out of my hole before slamming it back in to my now gaping sphincter. “I’m gonna cum soon,” he grunted on one of his body rocking inward thrusts. “Where do you want it,” he asked on the withdrawal. I thought for a moment, but I had already decided when I thought he was going to cum before that if I was getting raw fucked that I was at least going to get the reward. “In my hole, I want you to cum inside me.” “You sure?” “Yes, dump a load in me.” “I knew you were a slut bottom when I first saw you,” he said in one quick breath as he slammed into me again and unleashed his second load of the night into my twitching rectum. His cock throbbed as he came and we both held perfectly still. I realized that I was holding my breath after a moment, and just as he finished cuming we both exhaled slowly. We breathed together for a few long slow breaths before Will flexed his cock inside of me again and began to slowly fuck his cock into me again. “You can go again,” I said, surprised. He put his hands on my thighs pressing them into my chest, pinning me to the bed, “There’s plenty more POZ cum where that came from.” “POZ!” I almost shouted trying to push him off. “What are you trying to push me off for kid, you’ve already got two POZ loads in that sweet hole of yours and about a gallon of precum.” “Two,” I said with tears in my eyes. “Yeah I came in you once but just kept fucking.” So he had cum that first time. His cock brushed my prostate again as I struggled and I felt the euphoria wash over me. “I’m gonna cum at least three more times tonight,” he went on, “and they are all going in this hot little ass of yours one way or another.” He flexed his cock, “So we can either do this the easy way or,” another flex of his cock, “the hard way. What do you say kid, you wanna take these loads like the good slut I know you are or am I going to have to make you take them.” I was panting from his slow fucking and flexing his cock against my prostate, it took me no time to think of my answer. “Fuck your loads into me. I want everything you can give me.” After a few long moments he bent low and kissed me, wrapping his arms around my body. Then he reared back, and swinging his legs out, flipped us both over so that he was now laying flat on his back and I was sitting astride him with his still hard cock in my ass. “How about you milk the next one from my cock.” I rode his cock till he unloaded inside of me again, and then he flipped me over doggy style. After that it was a blur as he pounded my hole all around the hotel room, sometimes bending me over the little sofa or pressing me up against the door. Five loads later we passed out on the bed his cock still buried deep inside my now leaking, puffy, fuck battered hole. The next morning I awoke to the feeling of Will sliding his cock, which had slipped out during the few hours sleep that we got when it finally went down, back into my hole. I pressed my ass back against his cock, having completely given myself over to him and his toxic loads. He sank balls deep and holding onto my hips kept me still as he kissed the back of my neck. I suddenly felt a huge warmth inside of me and realized that Will was pissing inside of my ruined hole. I had heard about people doing this but always thought it way too extreme but now that I felt the flood of piss warming my guts is wondered how I ever could have thought so. “Good slut,” he said when he had finished peeing, “now go and let all that out in the bathroom and then ill give you one more load for the road.” He kissed the back of my neck again and spanked my ass cheek as he pulled out. I quickly clenched my hole not wanting any of the warm liquid to escape and shuffled off to the bathroom. I couldn’t believe how much piss was inside of me when I sat down on the toilet and let my ass relax. It was like a never-ending flood. When at last my hole was empty I got up to flush and was surprised when I looked in the yellow water that there was no cum mixed in. My body had absorbed all of that POZ cum while I slept. My heart pounded in fear but my cock was hard as a rock. Knowing that there was only one thing to do I went back to the bed where Will was laying on his back stroking his fat cock and mounted his dick in one swift move. Will actually gave me three more loads that morning and I arrived at my parents house after four more hours of driving with my hole still feeling wet and slick. That night despite my parent’s objections I told them I was going into Chicago to see friends. When I got off the train in Boys Town for the first time in my life I walked I crossed the street and walked right into Steamworks. I paid for a locker, got my towel and spent the rest of the night taking any cock that came my way. I’ve already taken almost a dozen POZ loads, I told myself, so what does it matter what loads I take now. THE END

Hitting up on a guy online for a breeding session recently, I mentioned that I like a pig whose hole isn’t too tight. I have a thick dick and on occasion I’ve fucked a hole that’s been so tight that I find it hard to push my dick through it after a while my dick gets sore. So, I much prefer to fuck a hole that’s loose. The looser the better in my opinion, also love to fist them too. The guy I’m hitting up is horrified, tells me that he’s particular about trying to keep his hole tight so he doesn’t become incontinent. Whatever. We didn’t fuck. But my point here is: What kind of hole do you most enjoy breeding? Me, I like the blown out, sloppy ones. I like the ones I can eat, fist and fuck. I like the men who have loose sloppy holes and are proud of them. If a guy brags about having a tight hole I move on.

Part 1 – Warren the Drug Dealer Gets me High, Fucks me Higher: I first met Warren in the story - The Homeless Guys From the Video Store –Fucked up, Dicked down, Pimped out – Part 2 THE FRANKLIN SQUARE BOYS DICK ME DOWN. Dwayne and Malcolm and had pimped me out and invited Warren over who got me high, then fucked the shit out of me. Warren was black, about 25 or so, taller than me but skinny, with his hair braided in long neat rows, baseball cap tilted to the side, close cropped beard, no shirt on and white t-shirt stuffed in his back pocket when I met him. He had lots of tattoos and showed up with some white kid that he told me he had infected and was killing with his cum as he loaded me up with his toxic load in my ass. It had been several days since my weekend with those boys and a lot had happened. Dr Mike had me quit my job, given me a contract to work for him, and set me out to find more of the nastiest infected dick and cum that the city had to offer as I had to elevate my treatment program. I had told Dr Mike about Warren and he said I needed to take a trip to Franklin Square and make sure my biohazard ass got used well and good by his crew– no limits beyond no fisting. Franklin Square is a park in the center of downtown DC, several blocks from the White House. High-priced law firms, fancy restaurants, and offices surround the Square, but the park itself is pretty rundown and the hangout of choice for a number of the city’s homeless and drug dealers. I went to Franklin Square a couple times, walked around, and finally after asking several guys, was directed to an alley behind a high-class office building that housed one of the largest political lobbying groups in the city. I could see Warren had a couple guys working for him dealing drugs who were posted at ends of the alley by the big yellow, metal bollards that protected the edges of the buildings from any trucks that might accidently hit them. The guys took care of most of business at the ends of the alley, sending a runner back to the loading dock where I was told Warren camped out to get what was needed. Folks in the park said there was always a couple other guys hanging around with Warren who were there to protect the stash and that they were all bad motherfuckers and no one to trifle with. Unlike most alleys, this one was a dead end as it opened into a small “L” shaped lot behind the building, big enough for delivery trucks to drive in and back up to the dock and just a couple cars to park, so no one went back there who wasn’t meant to be there. The only other way out was a gated walkway between two buildings on the other side that was also covered by some of Warren’s boys. I decided to try the alley, approached one of the guys, and told him I was there to see Warren. He said, “I don’t know no one named Warren, now you here to do some business or if not, step the fuck off.” I shook my head and said, “Look man, Warren invited me personally for his own business, so unless you want me to start hollering his name to get his attention, maybe you could send your friend back to tell him I am here?” The guy nodded to the runner kid who took off and was back within a minute. The kid nodded, and the guy let me pass. Even though it was about 3:30 p.m., the alley was fairly dark due to the tall buildings and I could see that Warren was waiting for me in the middle of the alley, with a couple other guys, all young, as I approached. He laughed and shook his head and said as he took the cigarette out of his mouth, “Well well well, if it ain’t my little white slut. Look boys, this here’s the cunt I was telling you about, what brings you down to Franklin Square?” Even though there were no windows in the backs of the buildings, I was nervous and did not really feel like talking in the middle of the alley, so asked if we could speak someplace more private. Warren looked around, smiled, nodded towards the loading dock and I followed him up the stairs. There were a couple folding chairs, a small box between them with a couple black dinner plates full of cigarette butts, a college dorm sized-fridge full of beer and liquor with a big orange extension cord running to a side wall, and a beat up radio with a wad of aluminum foil on the end of the antenna playing mostly static with the occasional clip of music. Warren sat, pulled out a baggy, dumped some cigarette butts off a plate, poured out some lines and offered them to me along with a well used rolled up dollar bill. I sniffed the lines, felt the burn kick in and the rush and sat back and let out a big breath. Damn!! That shit made me horny just like that! Warren took a hit and I asked him, “Isn’t it kind of risky being back here? What if someone comes out of the building? What about the guards?” He snorted, wiped his nose and said, “Some of my best customers work in this building, and more close by, so prime real estate and they get all their deliveries early in the morning. The guards – shit – they just boys from the hood that they pay minimum wage to sit on their ass and walk the halls once every 2 hours. A little green, a little weed, some pussy of any flava on the side and these boys are no worry. Frankly they look out for us, part of the protection crew.” The plate was offered to me again, and I realized I wanted to be all in and not beat around the bush, so did another line as Warren asked me again, “So, why you down my way?” I looked Warren square in the eye and said, “Just trying to be a white slut for your cum, and you promised you could get me as much of it as I wanted, so how bout it BOY – you think you can get your shit up?” Warren laughed, set the plate down and walked over by a stack of wooden pallets that had been covered with old, blue moving blankets. I followed and looked behind the pallets at the pretty good-sized area that was partially enclosed by them and a cinder block wall that jutted out. The area was about 15x10 feet and the concrete floor was covered by a bunch of flattened cardboard boxes with a couple more moving blankets strewn about. There were some old condoms scattered around, cigarette butts, used needles, and a bottle of rum, so this place clearly saw regular use for all kinds of shit. While I was taking this in, Warren unbuckled his jeans and as his 11-inch dick plopped out. He whacked it a couple times to wake his monster up and said, “GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE! I’LL SHOW YOU WHAT I GOT UP!” I stepped closer, gave Warren a cocky smile, spit twice on his dick, and said, “Yeah yeah, all I am hearing is talk man, just talk.” Warren snarled at me while I unbuttoned my pants, dropped them around my ankles, and braced my hands on my knees. He shook his head and said, “Get those damn things off, I want you naked like a good slut should be,” Warren spat out. He then tried spitting on my hole, but hit my back. He spit in his hand instead and shoved a wet finger up my ass. “Oh yeah, feel that nice pink hole grab my finger – damn! You know what I like, now push that shit out so I can see what I get to run up in,” Warren said. He then stepped away from me and hollered, “Yo Tommy, bring my plate over to me!” and stepped back and spit and gave me two fingers. He was fingering my ass when I heard someone walk up. The other guy did not say a word, but Warren snorted, snorted again, rolled his wet fingers on the plate and coated them in white. As Warren then shoved his coated fingers in my pink hole giving me a Franklin Square Special, Tommy walked over in front of me. I glanced side ways at him as he came around. He was tall, skinny, had on jeans, Timberland boots, black t-shirt, and braids with a long, scraggly beard and a nice smile as he held out the plate for me with his right hand. I took the dollar bill, which now had a pretty wet end from going in Warren’s nose. I sniffed two lines, set the bill back and braced myself as the shit in my nose and up my ass hit me and I was feeling good and fucked up. “Come on man, what are you doing back there? Trying to knit or what?” I said as I laughed. Warren’s other hand flashed out and SLAM, slapped my ass, “Shut the fuck up! Tommy, let me see that plate, going to get this fucker flying so you and me can get buck wild up on that hole, you hear me? He likes it shoved up his little pink hole, damn look at that!!! That pink hole gets nice and red and puckers right up tight!!! Jesus fuck! Wanna see me fuck him Tommy? Wanna see me tear up that hole? Huh Tommy? Wanna?” As Warren continued babbling to I began to wonder if this guy named Tommy was his friend that he said was locked up in the Prince George’s County jail. My ass was burning hot now and I started to move away from Warren a little when – SLAM – he slapped me again and said, “Damn it! Just stay the fuck where you at. I am going to so fucking beat that ass red later, but right now got a hot load of jizz to shove up your shitter. Give me that hole!” With that Warren slammed his dick into my resisting hole. His 11-inch black raw dick tore my skin as he forced through my ass ring. My ass burned more intently as his dick worked the white powder into my open hole. “GIVE ME THAT BLACK SNAKE, COME ON NOW, JUST FUCK IT, FUCK IT! MAKE THAT SNAKE SPIT, MAKE IT SPIT,” I SAID AS I URGED WARREN ON. “YEAH? YOU WANT THAT GUTTA SNAKE SPITTING UP IN THAT ASS PUSSY? BRUISE THAT HOLE GOOD FOR YOU? GONNA FUCK ROUGH YOU BITCH, GET YOU READY TO MAKE ME SOME MONEY, RIGHT? THAT WHAT YOU WANT? I’M GONNA RUN A TRAIN OF NASTY DICK UP DEEP INTO THAT ASS” WARREN PROMISED. “WANNA MAKE THIS MONEY MAN SOME CASH WITH A TORN UP PINK PUSSY? OH YEAH, THAT’S IT, PUSH BACK ON IT, SHOW ME YOU WANT IT, PUSH BACK, OPEN THAT HOLE, OPEN THAT HOLE, TAKE MY FUCKING CUM, TAKE MY FUCKING AIDS CUM YOU FILTHY SLUT!!!! Warren bred me dirty, raw, and nasty and filled me with a hot thick load of his infected cum. He pulled out of my ass and I turned around to lick him clean, but before I could Tommy got on one knee, leaned in, and sucked Warren to the hilt without blinking. No gag reflex in that throat at all – fuck! He must have learned that happy little trick in prison. Warren saw me looking at Tommy in awe, laughed, and said, “Don’t get it twisted, Tommy here is all man and will fuck you till Sunday with a big black dick just a large as mine, but back here, he’s my bitch and I need to remind him now and again of his place.” Tommy finished cleaning Warren’s dick of my ass juice, Warren zipped up and said, “You two hang and enjoy yourselves a bit. I got some business to take care of and will send the boys out to pass the word that we looking for nasty, raw, and get-up-in-that-hole dick, so come place your order.” Warren chuckled as he said the last part and then headed down the concrete steps to meet up with the other boys. STAY TUNED FOR PART 2- Tommy the Freak and the Train Begins

hey guys....37yo bi white masc TOP guy in Richmond, VA area, 5'9 165lbs avg/fit bod mod hairy, non-scene...8in cut cock, neg/std free, from here, recently moved back, def want to get out of richmond for a night for some wild raw fucking, or host a guy in a motel/hotel around here. Into watching hot raw fuck porn, making vids/pics, VERBAL DOM here, have some toys, up for bondage type stuff, roleplay (rape scenes or whatever), hot underwear and jockstraps, poppers for btm, don't usually but ok to party n play sometimes and does not keep me from getting hard, can be hard as a rock when pnp......into ws, pimping out a hot bottom.....pretty go with the flow guy here, richmond is cool but just need something/someone from out of town, running into all same guys down here, feeling frustrated and not turned on.....and I need to get all this cum out of my cock....usually can cum mult times......hit me up....would like to try to do this soon. sent me pvt msg i'll send you my email with pics. can take train or chinese bus to dc anytime, used to live there too, so familiar with getting around.......am a good house guest, too....respectful of space, i work full time and not trying to take anything/be rude, just want to hang/party and get wild and kinky.......hope something pans out...

So here I was just turned eighteen and been kicked out of home with just the clothes on my back and twenty pound in my pocket, what was I to do? Sitting alone in the park feeling sorry for myself I suddenly realise I needed a pee. I got to the public men’s loo’s walked in and sit in one of the cubicles being bored I started to read the gay graffiti on the walls which caused my seven inch cock to swell. One note caught my attention it simply read “gay model for us and make good money” there was a mobile number. Once I left the loo’s I quickly rung the number before I could get nervous, a guy answered I said hi and told him I’d seen the ad in the loo’s, he seemed really nice asked me about myself I told him I was eighteen 5ft 6 130 pounds and really needed the money, he said cool and gave me an address and directions and said come over as soon as I liked. What was I to do! I started making my way to the address given, once there I knocked on the door and I was pleasantly surprised when the door opened and a well dressed man appeared, probably late thirty’s but really fit looking he introduced himself as Tony and I shook his hand, come in I’ll fix you a drink. Once in this apartment he came back with a beer and told me about the modelling conditions, I was to be photographed and would be paid a small sum for that but the big money was dependant on how far I was prepared to go. Tony presented me with a form which listed out how much I would be paid for each sexual item or I could sign the waiver and be paid a thousand pounds. I should have thought about it what the fuck I signed the waiver and gave it back to Tony, his eyes lit up saying very good. Tony took me hand and led me to the shower room and asked me to have a shower and clean myself out, he gave me a towel and told me to leave me clothe in the bin for washing and to join him when I was done. After my shower I came back out and found Tony, he looked me up and down and said very nice. Tony took me to his studio and told me to stand so he could take some pictures as he did he gave me instructions to slowly remove the towel I did as he said I was really getting into this as the camera continued to flash, when naked he had me squat and pull me butt cheeks apart exposing my hairless virgin cherry. Good said Tony as he put the camera down, he then led me to a cross on the wall and fixed my arms and legs in position, damn I was so hard, Tony said I was now going to be shaved and oiled from head to toe. Tony took a set of clippers and shaved me head to a number one crop, then removed my under arm hair and he started shaving off my pubic hair. Then he wet shaved my arms, legs and cock and balls. Then he was satisfied he stood back to admire his work, damn he said you look so good. Quickly he started oiling me from head to toe and started taking more pictures. You look great Tony said as he unstrapped me from the cross. Ok now you’re ready for the main event as he strapped me to a bench laying on my stomach I was fully exposed as he tied my legs apart and stretched them to open my butt crack wide. I was surprised when he left the room and said he would be back shortly, when he returned there was a second voice he was introduced as Master Maurice a bull of a black man, Maurice is the stud who will be the top in the BDSM video I didn’t really understand but was in no position to argue. Master Maurice stripped in front of me damn he was hung his cock was 10 inches hanging matched only by his balls which where enormous Master M then pulled my head back and ordered me to open my throat as I complied the head of his big black meat pushed into my mouth, good boy as he pushed more inside me, I could hardly breath as more of his cock pushed down my throat, soon he was hard and trusting deep into me his big black balls slapping my chin, good boy he said again, you like that poz cock in your throat don’t you boy he said as he pulled in out I nodded, good boy, I will feel even better in your virgin hole as I unload my toxic cum deep into your bowels he said. Damn what the fuck had I gotten into as Master M moved round and slapped the cheeks of my butt, next I felt his tongue licking at my pink cherry damn I was in pig heaven as he stopped replacing his tongue with his huge mushroom headed cock dipping pre cum on my virgin hole, he kept on spitting on my hole lubing it up good, I could feel his cock pushing hard at entrance to my hole, soon enough the head broke through my cherry ring and I could feel a burning sensation. Master M was considerate he held his cock in position so I could adjust before slipping inch after inch into my hole, he would push in hold, then push more in, soon enough I thought he had bottomed out as I could not take anymore, damn I was wrong he was hard up against my inner ring, Master M then said hold on boy this is going to hurt he pulled back and then punched through my inner ring, I screamed my lungs out as his big black meat pushed right up into my bowels, I was his now as his heavy balls rested on my butt. Good boy he said again and again as he started to fuck me slowly at first and then with power and pace opening up my hole stretching me out. Master M then paused and pulled out both he and Tony then flipped me on my back and tied me back up, it was only then I truly could see Master M in all his glory his cock must have been a foot long, that’s when something strange happened I said “I want more, please breed me Sir” damn Master M’s heavy cock then just hammered straight back in my hole no stopping this time as his balls where smashing against my butt he power fucked me and I could tell he was getting close as his cock grow ever harder the head swelling in my destroyed hole “give it to me Sir” I shouted that sent Master M into overdrive the cum pushing up his cock pausing at his head and then shooting volley after volley deep in my bowels. When he finally pulled out Tony said scene 1 cut. I was virgin no more. Tony said next scene chem’s and bdsm pain… As Master M’s cum was pouring out of my wrecked hole it was then that Tony told me that the waiver I had signed made me his property an owned slave and I was to be his personal toxic cum dump. Part 2 Pain and torture to cum, if you want?

get the bears and a camera and you can video them breeding me

I've often thought about this situation. Here are some musings. The first thing I need to locate is a gate keeper. Someone who will be at the door to let guys in and watch fo any dangerous situations. That being said, The motel situation is superior to an internal hallway, especially if men of color are coming. As a white man, I can walk in as if I own the place and no one questions me. Not so much for my ethnic men friends. Disgusting situation, but it is an unfortunate fact of life. (Let the bitterness of this shake off like a wet dog shaking its coat.) I wouldn't choose a really cheap place. I would spring for the best I could afford. Class up the joint. (Also less chance of bed bugs and other nasty surprises.) If someone doesn't want to be first, shove some of that cum like lube up your shoot and let him believe what he wants to. Remember, he has a fantasy he wants to play out too. Be open to being the pleaser, not the pleasee. (That's why I have so many repeat oral buddies - it's about THEIR pleasure. They need to believe they are your main focus. Makes a difference.) Just my 2 cents worth. Have a ball!

My "perfect size" is about 7-7.5 x 5.5. Big enough to make me melt, but nothing that makes me feel like I need to do yoga beforehand. My favorite ride was 8.5x8 though, took a lot of work, one nonstop anal orgasm, he absolutely loved how I whimpered like a helpless bitch, and he'd cum without telling, kept plowing and after he pulled out, he'd ask, "You poz yet?" I've enjoyed some 5"ers more than 7"ers too... Shape, lube, use, chemistry...

Group scene can be fun... unless there are 10 bottoms and NO Top. I don't mind sharing, but I still need to be Fucked & Filled with Loads of CUM.

GODDAMN

i love getting to a anonymous guys place ( usually i don't ask for face pic a good dick pic is enough) with the door open i get naked and blindfolded and i call him to pic me at the door. . i love when i can't see who the guy is and he take me and fuck me and take pics of him using me and when he is finish he leaves me back at the door i get dress and leave.

Ha! I'm pleasantly surprised by this thread. I like taking big dildos when I'm not getting the real thing, so it's encouraging to hear about tops who don't want a frog ass (water-tight). On the very rare occasion when I do top, I want a loose, preferably cum-lubed, hole. There's nothing worse than trying to wedge your cock inside a bottom who can't relax his sphincter and let you in, and you're starting to panic, losing your hard-on. After eating the motherfucker out and fingering him with lots of lube, that pussy should be open and ready to take meat.

PART 2- Tommy the Freak and the Gangbang Train Begins: As part 1 ended, Tommy finished cleaning Warren’s dick of my ass juice, Warren zipped up and said, “You two hang and enjoy yourselves a bit. I got some business to take care of and will send the boys out to pass the word that we looking for nasty, raw, and get-up-in-that-hole dick, so come place your order.” Warren chuckled as he said the last part and then headed down the concrete steps to meet up with the other boys. Tommy got off his knees, licked his lips, clearing savoring the taste of my ass on Warren’s dick, and said, “Come on, you and me going to get freaky, I swear no lie, I can fuck you down, so come on.” I cautiously peered around the corner of the pallets making sure no one could see me and followed after Tommy. I was still naked and now had cum dripping out of my ass. Tommy walked across the loading dock to a door near the back corner. He opened the army-green metal door, turned on the light, and motioned me in as I joined him in a fairly good size bathroom. The size was the only good thing about it. The bathroom was hot, the cinder-block walls were painted bright lime green half way up, then a dull gray. The concrete floor was wet, smelled of piss, the toilet seat was broken and stained, and the sink had cigarette butts in it so was clearly not used for washing up. Tommy sat down, reached behind the toilet, felt around, and brought out a small plastic bag streaked on the outside with rust colored stains. He took out a couple of syringes that had orange tips on them, smiled as he took one of the caps off with his teeth and spit it into the corner, tied a long stained, blue bandana tight around his upper arm, patted a vein in his left arm in the crook of his arm and said, “Warren don’t like me hitting this shit, so just between us OK?” I just nodded as I had no idea what he was doing anyways, but watched in fascination as a long stream of blood poked through the hole in his arm. “Lick it clean,” Tommy said as he leaned back, closed his eyes, smiled and breathed deep. I bent over and licked the trail off his arm. He tossed the now empty syringe into the sink and said, “Time to fuck!” I placed my hands on the edge of the sink and inhaled the mix of cigarette butts and filth as Tommy stood up and unbuckled his pants. He bent down, dug around in his pant’s pocket and pulled out a pair of red lace panties. Tommy held them up to his nose, took a big whiff and said, “These are my girl’s. She got a SWEET peach pussy!!! Here, put these on and wiggle that ass for me, let me see whatcha working with.” I took the panties he offered, slid them up, and as I did kept glancing at the big black cock he was wielding. DAMN! That looked nice and I wanted it now. I bent forward again with my face closer to the sink filth and wiggled my ass. Tommy crooked a finger in the waistband of the panties and ran it back and forth along the small of my back then pulled them down my ass part way, rubbed each cheek, then pulled them completely off of me and shoved them into my mouth. Tommy lined his drooling raw dick up with my moist hole and slurred, “Oh baby, let me in there, oh girl, yeah feel that? Huh? Good baby, take your boy. AAAHHHH yeah baby girl, let me get up in there, feels so good I ain’t lying.” Tommy fucked me steady and hard for a while, all the while telling me what a good baby I was for him. While it felt good, all I could think about was the fucker was probably talking and acting like this to reassure himself he was still a man and not some BBC’s bitch like me – HA! A little while later Warren pounded on the door and hollered, “Come on Tommy, wrap it up, we got business waiting!” Tommy swore, shifted from cruise control to full on fuck, and started plowing me. “Want my cum baby? Huh? Want that pussy all wet and juicy with my nutt? Good baby, take me deep, take it deep, yeah baby girl, I got you, I got you, OH CHRIST I GOT YOU – HERE IT COMES BABY, HERE IT COMES – OH—OH--OH!!” Tommy shook and trembled like he was having a fit as he shot his cum in my ass and mixed it in with Warren’s. Damn he was a good fuck. Tommy was still embedded in my warm, wet ass when Warren pounded on the door again and started yanking on the door handle. “GOD DAMN IT TOMMY, GET YOUR FUCKING ASS OUT HERE!!” Tommy shook the fog from his head, yanked his wet dick out of my raw ass, pulled the red panties out of my mouth and said, “Later baby,” and unlocked and opened the bathroom door. Warren was waiting with the plate, which was now restocked with white powder. He stepped in as Tommy left, still buckling up his pants. Warren said, “Here, take what hits you need and I’ll put some more up your ass. I know you ain’t used to all this shit, so have some beer and liquor out there to edge you off. Don’t get me wrong, I want you fucked up as nothing sells better then a fucked up slut, so Tommy will bring you back here in between tricks to snort up what you need.” I must have looked confused as Warren said, “What? Did you just think me and my boys would fuck you? Oh they all well, trust – probably a couple times each – but tonight you’re being whored out and will turn tricks for me slut. In return, I will keep all your holes coated in powder and you will get as much cum as you can take. Did Tommy do you right? Told you my boy could fuck. Let me feel that cum, coat my finger up so I can powder your hole.” Warren continued as I snorted the plate clean, “I know you an AIDs slut, willing to take that nasty infected dick, so I sent a couple of my boys out to the Park to put out the word to every infected dude who’s wife or girl won’t let him in cause he got the drip or shit to come on down as I got me a good white slut lined up. You make sure to do whatever they want. A slut does not object. Be their woman, be their pussy, be their fucking Aunt Martha if that’s what they want, or their daddy, or their cousin Joe. I don’t care, just get their nutt and I get my green. I’m a money man, it’s all about the Benjamins, hear me?” I nodded, Warren smiled, and he wrapped up coating the insides of my cummy ass with more powder by saying, “You better not fucking let me down!! This is business and I expect you to be a nasty freak who will do ANYTHING and I mean ANYTHING because if you do me right, I have one fucked up surprise for you later.” Warren led the way back out onto the dock and as he went down the stairs I scampered back behind the stack of pallets. Tommy looked over from his post by the table and fridge, and blew me a kiss and winked, and went back to smoking his cigarette. The office work day had wound down and occasionally a car would drive into the lot, the headlights alerting everyone to the incoming and his crew would take their positions as Warren would step out and deal with them directly. I waited on the dirty moving blankets behind the pallets and Tommy came to check on me a couple of times. I so wanted more of his cum and kept trying to het him to fuck me, but he just shook his head an walked off. I got bored and so I sat where I could watch what was happening out in the alley area and tried to cover myself with one of the blankets, but stopped when I noticed they were crawling with bugs, so just pulled my knees up in front of my chest and waited. The first guy Warren sent up to me had driven up in a white BMW. He was your average suit and tie man, totally clean cut. When he parked and got out of the car he talked to Warren, then looked at his car nervously. I heard Warren laugh, saw Warren slap his back and say, “Don’t worry Pops, we don’t jack cars, not our shit. You know what our business is so you partaking or not?” The guy nodded, climbed the concrete steps. Tommy tilted his head and said, “Ah right, time to give it up.” I scooted back behind the pallets, stood up, my skin getting goose bumps from being nervous and fucked up. The guy stared at me as he walked around the pallets, seeing I was totally naked. I asked him what he wanted to do and he said he didn’t know. So I asked if he wanted to get sucked. He said yeah. I sucked his 6-inch dick for a while and asked if he wanted to fuck. The poor guy hemmed and hawed until Tommy stepped over, gave him a snort, and said, “This will help you fucking decide man, time is money you know?” The BMW guy got a glazed look in his eyes so I took the initiative, unbuckled his pants all the way, let them drop, and then backed up on his hard dick and started riding him. Frankly his dick was not doing a thing for me, but he seemed to like it as he grabbed my hips and started doing baby steps forward trying to get deeper up into my ass. I had to control my laughter as I was bent over and the site of his feet and dress pants trying to move forward just struck me as funny as hell. BMW guy did not last long at all and soon made a hell of a racket and got wicked loud as he shot his load up my ass. Once he cummed he quickly realized again where he was, yanked his pants up and half ran back to his car and left. I did not have to wait as Warren had my next dicks lined up and waiting. Three Latino guys came behind the pallets, all carrying construction hats, and set their bags and hats down. One guy asked in broken English, “You suck cock?” I nodded and said, “I love to get fucked too,” as I turned around and bent over and let them see my wet hole. The Spanish flew fast and furious and in seconds all three of them were getting buck ass naked! That surprised me and I was staring as Tommy came to the edge of the pallets with the plate and motioned me over. Tommy laughed, pointed at the plate and said, “Looks like you sold them on your hole for sure. Here, hit this, they paid for two rounds each, but the way they be bouncing around and stroking and looking at you I bet they will shoot quicker then a 14 year old.” I turned back around, all three Latin guys were now naked, stroking, so I did a quick roll of the dice in my head to pick who would go first. I knelt down in front of the guy in the middle to try to suck him, but he pulled away and went right behind me, spat on his dick and then grabbed my shoulders as he pushed his fat 8-inch dick up my ass. I pushed my ass back and out and he must have liked that because he started saying something to his friends who stroked their dicks harder. The one to my left decided to give my mouth a try and I was soon skewered with nice uncut dicks on both ends. I had only sucked him a minute when he pulled away to calm down. I had him so close and his dick twitched and arched trying to unload without success. His buddy took advantage and stuffed my mouth. He was the biggest of the three, over 9-inches, and much thicker, and hard, not soft and squishy at all. I was choking big time when the guy in my ass unloaded. As soon as he pulled out of my ass the guy I had sucked first pushed right up my ass and did not last even 30 seconds before he shot. The big guy I was sucking pulled out of my mouth, pushed his friend off my back, flipped me over, raised my legs and entered me hard and rough. He leaned in, squeezed my right chest hard and pinched my nipple. I yelped a little and he adjusted himself so he could keep fucking while he leaned down now to start chewing on my nipples. That set me off and I started moaning loudly like the whore they were using me for. The two other guys kneeled on each side of my head and I would suck one, then turn my head and suck on the other. The guy fucking me picked up his pace and I started flexing my hole muscles to milk his cum. He moaned, tensed, and bred me and bit my nipple hard as he did. I grabbed the back of his head but he just started biting and chewing harder as he kept fucking me and gave me his second load. His two friends then took his place once he pulled out and I got two more hot Latin loads up my ass. Six loads within about 20 minutes, all raw, I had no idea who these guys were, and I was just there to serve them. As each one finished, they got up and got dressed and sat on the side watching and then chatting until their buddy finished. I wanted to ask them if they had toxic cum, but figured given the language barrier may not work, so just lay on the buggy blanket and rested when they left. I cleaned the plate Tommy brought over, told him how much I wanted him to work their cum up my ass, but he denied me again, so I sat back, let the shit take its course, and felt the high rush in as I waited for the next raw dick on this gangbang train that Warren had punched my ticket on. Stay tuned for PART 3- The Crew Take Their Turn, Tommy’s Colors Show.

​When a top pulls out and makes me clean it I crave it him even more, get hornier, and get sleazier. I love it so much that I beg them to let me suck it swap holes regularly. When the top is done and he sits back, i clean it some more and drink his piss too. IIt says too the top I'll do anything for him and let him degrade me as much as he wants for his pleasure. I love being submissive and giving myself over like that. 've also sucked cum out of another guys ass before.

3 loads in one morning 1) I go to the bath house in Wilmington on Wednesday mornings. Had one Latin Daddy fuck me raw, and open up my hole, and after pumping his cock in me for a good 45 minutes, shot his giz up in me. 2) Then a Latin bear with a fat cock, shoved his fat meat in my hole and stretched it further, then squirted his load deep in my man-puss. 3) Later an older Daddy came in my room, I was about to say "No Thanks," till I saw the size of his massive cock and thought I just had to have it! He was rock hard (thank God for Viagra) he shoved his enormous pole in me and fucked me for a good 1/2 hour or more, on my knees, then on my side, till he burst his nut deep in my hungry hole. By the time I left their cum was dripping out..

For me, he would be more attractive if he were poz

At school Tommy and I have tuff time as both of us are out about being Gay. We do like looking at the Hot jocks with their rip mussels bodies but it’s the hot jocks who are the problem .They push us around and make our life very hard and sometimes we get beat up. The leader of the Jocks is Bret and he is always talking about how many girls he has fuck. In the chafferer the only ones who sit with us are 2 lesbians as they feel safe with us and hate Bret as much as we do. I so fed up with the stuff Bret is going to everyone I come up with a plan to fix Bret for good. I ask Victor & Job if it would be ok , they are OK with it. I ask Henry if he is willing to help as his baby brother had his arm broken by Bret last year and he is all in with my plan. The school is having a big party and I ask the 2 lesbians to get to Bret and slip something into Bret drink and once that is done Tommy & I will take over.Before the party started we did see Bret drinking with a few of his friends and once inside the girls went to work. 30 minutes later we see the drug working so we come over to Bret and see his will is GONE and direct him out side to the van that we borrow from Henry. Once inside I give Bret a shot that Henry says will knock him out and it does. Once we get to Henry place we take him out and get him ready for our revenge. In the basement we get Bret naked and we are laughing our ass off as Bret has a small 4-5 dick and he is always talking about who has fuck.We cuff him up as he is starting to wake up and is not happy so we give him something to drink and its spike with G and we leave him for a few minutes and when we get back the G is doing its job. He ask whats going to happen and we tell him he is our guest of honor. Bret will to resist is very low now as Tommy comes over with a syringe to give him his first slam, he says all he does is weed, I tell him once he does this Bret will love it. We see the flash of blood and he is coughing and it has done its trick. Tommy and I start to make out in front of Bret wile we have hot gay porn on the TV . We can see in his eye he is ready so we unhook him and cuff him to the bed face up as we both go down on his little dick and can see he is excited , so Tommy stick his dick in Bret face and tells him to do exactly as I’m doing to Tommy dick as i’m doing to his.I take my finger in Bret hole and JACKPOT a virgin tight hole that will soon be wreck. I give him his first booty bump and he is responding to everything we are doing to him. I go to Bret face and tell him that it time for another slam and this one is a heavy one as we keep him hydrated. We tell Henry we are ready soon and to get the cameras ready as we are make Bret a star. Bret is like a bowl of jelly now as we take him over to the sling and once in he is cuffed up so we can control him better. I go down on Bret hole to get him ready for Tommy as he won the coin toss. Tommy is going to go slow so maybe he will enjoy being our bitch. As Tommy gets his dick in Henry has come in and started filming and Bret is really enjoy this.Tommy is ready to cum in Bret former virgin hole and ask leave his TOXIC inside, I say leave it in as we are make Bret part of our gang. It’s now my turn and I’m now going to be so nice as Tommy as I get the PA and the tip of my dick just in and then it’s going balls deep, Bret reaction shock me as he like it, so he likes it? I tell him we are going to be giving him our POZ TOXIC SEED and his reaction is I rally like this. Henry is laughing his ass off that we have a natural here so just go for it as I slam fuck him as fast as I can and drop a heavy load in him. After I pull out I see some spots of blood so I go to Bret face and show him and to clean it off, he does like he's done this before.Tommy and I drop 3 more loads in him and we had him asking for more TOXIC POZ cum in his hole. Henry ask if he can call some friends over and makes a post on BBRT for guys who are not on meds to come over to help POZ up Bret.

Ptown is a great place to get poz loads!

It took over 2 months for me to get Tommy the first signs of becoming POZ , he had a bad cold and a few weeks later he tested POZ. I was so happy to hear that my toxic seed is running through his body and I love doing it, as we are now true brothers with my blood in his body. As I’m more of a bottom but Topping a negative hole gets me real hard and I want to do it again. I doing ok in school but Victor wants me to do better so it's into the dungeon for some discipline where I get a whipping. My ass and back get some nice marks that last a few weeks. The yoga instructor is a real bitch but I now know why as I'm starting to see the effect of what she had planed for me. I thought I was in good shape but now I'm so flexible I can put my feet together and touch the floor with the palms of my hands on the floor with my legs put together as it has made my hips so flexible now . To celebrate Tommy becoming a member of the brotherhood Victor , Joe , Tommy and I will be going out to this private sex club where it's anything goes. We get to this club it does not look much from the outside as it's in a ruff neighborhood but once you get inside it beautiful and very clean. In the middle of the room they have big bed that is brightly lit up I think for thous who are exhibitionist . They have bar that also sells juice and other things I found out later. They also have some back room for thous who want to play private with beds and slings. Everyone is either in a jock strap , ass less chaps or naked flagging what they are into. Tommy and I have our eyes on the big bed in the middle of the room and Victor tells us to go put on a show as that is what it's meant for. So we go for it as we are just kissing each other we see this guy come walking who is not bad looking maybe late 20s nice build but he is in these white boxers underwear at a sex club. Tommy says he must be new or just looking for it. I go down on Tommy dick as I can see people are watching us as we are both a bit of exhibitionist but I see Victor and Joe talking to the guy in white boxers. Tommy starts to work on my dick as I don't a care in the world. Then Victor taps us as says I want you two to meet Igor as he is new. From what I can see Igor came in here walking normal but now Victor and Joe are holding him up. We are told Igor wants to party with us but thous white boxers have go . I was told later that Victor gave Igor something in his drink wile Joe distracted him. I go over and pull Igor boxers down and he has a nice dick and start to suck it wile Tommy starts to kiss him. As I'm sucking his dick I stick my finger in his ass and it is TIGHT maybe a virgin. Igor is so out of it as we drag him on to the bed as Joe drops off out play kit that has E , G syringe for booty bumps and to slam with, I wonder if Igor knows what's coming. I'm face to face with Igor and ask Igor how he likes us, Igor says he's never been in such a nice place like this with so many nice people as Tommy preps Igor arm for his first slam. His first reaction is just like my first and after he recovers I turn him over so he is on top of me. I take my legs and wrap mine legs over Igor legs so he is spread wide open so Tommy has access to Igor virgin hole. With my arms wrap around Igor he can't move as I hole and tell Igor what nice body he has and we are going to such good care of him. Igor says he has never felt this way as Tommy starts to give Igor his first booty bump. Tommy dick is like rock and so is mine as we both are about to give Igor a night he will never forget. When Tommy starts to get his dick in Igor hole he says to me he is tight but just drives it in , I can feel Igor is not use to getting anything up he's his ass as Tommy is fucking Igor balls deep , I don't know who is having more fun me watching the look on Tommy face or knowing I'm next. As Tommy drops his first load in Igor former virgin hole.I can sense Igor is getting use to this as he is more relaxed as I get out from under him. Victor comes over with some drinks but Igor drink is different LOL as I can taste mine has some G but Igor drink is strong. Tommy tells Igor to clean his dick as I’m getting get my chance , Igor hesitates at cleaning Tommy dick till I slap his ass hard and call him our bitch. As it’s my turn I see Tommy gave Igor a nice load as it dripping out. Fuck you can't let that toxic seed run out. I use Tommy POZ seed as it’s the best lube you can use as I put my dick in, as my dick is bigger Igor hole is resisting so Tommy pulls out some poppers and tells to inhale Igor 4 big breaths as he does I feel his hole opens up and I just drive it in balls deep. I know that my PA might cut up his inside so maybe we have chance of converting Igor in one night. I pound away fucking him as fast as I can hopping I can do some damage. After I drop my first load I did not see any blood spots as its Tommy turn to drop another of his toxic seed as Tommy is newly converted to POZ. I get my chance and this time I try to go ever go faster with Igor legs over his shoulder and the look on his face is priceless. Right after I put my second load into Igor hole hopping I wreck it real good, I feel someone push me away , its Victor with a raging hard on. He says let's not waste this seed and I will drive it in deeper. As we hold Igor down Victor goes to work and with his dick he will be pushing Tommy and my toxic seed very deep. I know how Victor fucks when he's like this and it can be very painful especially with that big PA on and the big loads he shoots. As Igor just lays there and takes the hardest pounding he will ever take.I can't believe it we just fuck Igor and his virgin hole with a 12X8 dick that has a 00 gauge PA and Igor hole is not bleeding WTF what do we have do use sand paper. We get Igor up put his white boxers on and leave him as he is just a mess. We go into one of the back rooms where Tommy and me are put into slings and given good heavy slams as we watch a few of the club members come over to Tommy and I , they say we put on a nice show and now it’s their turn to have some fun with us. We are put into fuck slings and given a nice slam and start to fuck our brains out. As we are about to leave we see Igor in the locker room trying to get dress as he is so fuck up from all the drugs we gave him.So we go over to Igor and we see his white boxers are now covered in blood. We tell him he will be ok just take it easy and he will be ok in a few days as this happens to all of us the first time , but to keep in touch with us in the mean time. As Tommy and I walk away we are celebrating just like we won a big time foot at game.

I just got loaded by a a friend from Myanmar (love those Southeast Asian guys). Texted him that I was on my way. Got to his place and he was standing there with only a cock ring on. We started to make out and he played with testicle weights (1lb) and my new PA piercing. He pushed my head down and forced me to suck his cock. He skull fucked me for a few minutes before taking me to the bed. He fed me some poppers and begun to lube his cock up with ... A condom on! Wtf? I don't like condoms and love the load isn't my Asian pussy even more so as he was trying to open my right hole, I pushed him back and, like a good raw bottom, ripped the condom off, pushed him on his back and say on his cock in one motion. He protested, but then started to rough fuck me instead telling me, "wow I forgot how good it feels." After about 20 minutes of him pounding away and squeezing my weighted balls, he blew his load inside me. And then he said, "get out." I'm currently sitting in an uber going to another fuck buddy who loves sloppy seconds.

He gives me a brown bottle and tells me to put it to my nose and take 5 deep breaths. Between the last heavy slam and the poppers I think I can take as I watch in the mirror as he starts to work his hand into my hole. Every so often he puts one of the toys from the bed in me and they are getting bigger as I feel the pressure and stretching of my hole. I now see his hand disappear into me and then reappear. He keeps putting more Crisco on his arm and tells me to 5 more deep breaths of the poppers. I'm now feeling him pushing in as I'm moving the sling back and the feeling is something Im really start to feel the power of something so big in my body as he starts to move his arm in an out of my hole. The pace is getting faster its like I want more and deeper. When he finally pulls out I hear the sound of plop of my hole trying to not give up his fist as now I know why people get off from a big dick and now for me it's taking a fist, I wonder how it feels when you are not all FUCKUP on G. Tina with poppers. After I taken out of the sling the leader comes in and says are you finish with him yet. He says not yet as he puts this funnel in my mouth and starts to piss in it and I'm to drink it all. He in now finished but would like to see me again and see if he could get his elbow all the way in next time as he was so close and did not wanted to wreck such beautiful hole. The leader ask do you have it and he is given a large bag that I found out later was a fresh batch of Tina. I was whored out for Tina but it was good stuff as I found out later. As we are leaving this hotel I'm starting to crash and when I wake up its in another hotel and I don't have any idea how I got here. The Leader is in the room with 5 or 6 other people and tells them to go for it as i’m starting to wake up. I'm on my stomach as the first one spreads my legs and shoves his dick in my dry hole. When they get me up on all fours the leader gives me a slam and I'm back to normal. Once one drop his load in me I clean off his dick as best as I could. A few left but it seamed more were coming in after some had left so I was getting gang bang real well. When the last one left I was wide awake as I see the Leader is counting the money that I just earned for him. In the coming week when we traveled I was no longer being cuffed up as I really had no place to go and I was actually having a good time. I was fucking people maybe 70% of the time and getting fuck or fisted the rest witch I like more now. Back at the Leader home with his sons witch I was part of the family and was pregnant with their seed in me. We would just party till we were either out of money or getting low on Tina or G. At the leader house he would have these parties where I was to perform either as a stud and fuck any hole that was put in front of me till I my dick was sore. When I acted as a stud I was not on anything but the blue pill. When I was a cum dump I was slammed, using poppers with plenty of G taking anything that could be put in either of my holes, I also like drinking Tina lace piss. On the road we would also visit bathhouses where the leader I would find thous who were chasing the bug. When I found a chaser I really like I would fuck them till I see my dick come out of their hole with blood and say to them clean my dick now. We did hear back from a few that they were pregnant with my babies and would thank me for giving them the bug. The leader had planed a very big party at the family home with close to 75 people. From the minute it started I was slammed and strapped to the fuck bench. I never saw so many hot looking guys and the amount of drugs being past around witch I was given. When I was not taking loads in my holes , I was the urinal recycling all the tina lace piss. I was having a great time till someone gave me what I thought was a slam but it heron I found out later. Then I was put on the bench , I was in a fog taking more dicks than I have ever before. This went on till all hell broke louse , people running all around doors being broken wile I strap to the fuck bench and can't move. I was scared till I saw it was the police then I was really scared shitless. Everyone they could catch was being put in hand cuffs and being arrested. the police took me off the bench and I just black out I guess from the drugs I was taking as I never took so much. When I wake up in the hospital I see my arm has an IV drip and my Mother & Father is in the room with the police. Mom jumps up and starts to kiss me , saying she never gave up hope that I was still alive as I was gone for over a year. I found out from the police the house was raided and they arrested the leader, Rocky and a bunch of others for some serious chargers. The police ask me some questions and say I'm lucky to have survived. When the Doctor comes in he says I'm HIV Positive and I'm very close to going over to full blown AIDS , with the meds I'm on I will soon have my number to the undetectable level. I’m at home a month and life is horrible as every in town know what happen to me and treat me like shit, they even cross the street so they don't get close to me, and all my friends don't talk or want anything to do with me. More coming.

Here are the three bareback videos that Caleb Daniels is in, and yes he is one cute twink who takes poz cock, such as from Steel http://vod.darkalley.com/vod/DARKALLEY/browse.php?by_actor=257

That was such a hot experience! Bent over in the dark, the guy came in, undressed, lubed his cock and my ass, then slowly worked his way into my ass, and then fucked me deep - asking me if I wanted his "toxic load" - until he came deep in my ass. My ass is filled with cum!

I recently hooked up with a kid in his 20's who posted an ad online saying he'd just taken his 15th load in his hotel room and wanted to get felched so I went over to slurp the seed out of his hole. When I got there I found this tiny little blond bottom boy ass up in jock and socks with a pink hairless hole that had clearly been creamed as many times as he claimed. So I went to work in, on, and around his sweet little puss (he liked it most when I tongue-tipped his hole super lightly - he kept asking me to lick his "clit") and after about 3 minutes or so, after I thought I'd sucked at least 4 or 5 cumloads out of his rectum, he suddenly pulled away, then arched his back, moaned, and proceeded to squirt several thick, forceful streams of cum straight out of his ass and into my face (and, when I realized what was up, my open mouth). I'd never seen anything like it, only read about it in jerkoff fiction. It was incredible. He sphincter just kept puckering up and pushing out another rope of semen with as much force as any cock does when it blows. So now, of course, I'm basically smitten. We've had only one repeat so far, as good as the last, but all I think about these days is finding him 50 tops or so to fill his hole so full that when he ejaculates from his ass I get to drink from it like it was a sperm fountain. Anyone ever had any experience like this? Or the talent? I thought I was pretty good as shooting sperm from my ass, but this kid is superhuman.

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

PART TWO As I lay there in the dark chained to the sling, I felt something placed over my face. There were hands feeling my head. Murmurs from Steve and Johan told me something was happening to them too. Then I realised what it was. They were blindfolding us. "I need to explain to our three cumseekers here," Ben said. "I told you we would make it interesting. Well, you guys are extremely lucky. It's not very often that we have three spins and no winner. To make it more fun, none of you sluts are going to know the results of the last spin." There was suddenly silence as the fourth and final spin happened. Was it going to be me? Ben broke the silence by suddenly declaring, "I'm going to switch on the light now, so that all the guys can see the result of the fourth spin. Except you with the blindfolds, obviously, and we won't be telling you the outcome. We thought we would keep you in suspense for a while." I was still trying to take this in when something touched my nose. It smelt of poppers and I took a long hit. "Take as much as you can," someone whispered. "You'll need it." Ben continued: "All three of you are going to get fucked now. The chosen one will be taking only the poz cock. The other two of you will be getting the rest of the cock... the neg cock.. or at least the ones that were neg the last time they were tested, which could be a few dozen fucks ago now. Anyway, I'm sure you won't mind taking a chance on that." I could sense that guys were crowding in around us now and working to get their cocks ready for action. Someone was fingering my ass again and this time there was a slight burning sensation. I couldn't focus well. Then I suddenly felt something at my mouth. It felt like a cigarette and I clasped my lips around it and sucked greedily. "Make the most of it," a voice said. "This could be your last neg smoke." I took another deep drag as a cock pressed against my hole then pushed all the way in. The pain was unreal as he started to fuck my hole mercilessly. I was not ready for it and it was so painful to start with that he might as well of had his arm inside of me. After a few minutes, though, it didn't feel as bad and I was starting to get into it. I could feel myself swinging and rocking as he grabbed me and shoved his dick deep inside me. "What is it you want?" he asked. "Cum," I said. "What sort of cum? Let me hear it." "Poz cum." "And maybe that's what you are gonna get," he said. "Here comes my load." He slammed inside of me one last time and held it there. As soon as he pulled out, another guy immediately got to work fucking me. By this time, I was starting to enjoy the sensation and I realized I could hear Johan and Steve grunting and groaning in their slings. I was probably making plenty noise myself, too. Steve was obviously loving it and he was moaning loudly and begging for more, really getting into it. Johan on the other side sounded like he was more in pain. The guy fucking now me was huge. Luckily the first guy had opened me up well enough to be able to take him. He wasn't very deep, but he was thick and I felt full. "Guess what?" he said quietly, "Three months ago, my neg ass was in this exact sling getting fucked, getting fucked by two big cocks. It was amazing and the best feeling. I went to the doctors to get tested and got my results back last week and told Ben. He said they were short of guys and needed some huge cock to fuck you three sluts. I can tell you're desperate to ask what my test results were, but you'll just have to guess." At this point, I started to tear up thinking that this could be the cock that gives it to me. I could be the 'lucky' number. My heart sank as the dude who was fucking me gave his final few thrusts before another dick entered me. They kept fucking me in turns, one after another and I lost track of the time. I figured I had at least been fucked by all the guys who were crowding around me, maybe even a few of them had a couple rounds on my hole. I felt so used and fucked as there was nothing I could do except lay there and wait for them to now finish using my hole. At this point, I had no idea if everything I had inside me was neg or poz. "This ass is getting sloppy" said the guy who was fucking me. Not something I wanted to hear but kinda felt proud, like I was joining the ranks of a real bottom slut. At this point I suddenly felt a lot more pressure at my hole. It dawned on me, he was fucking me with not only his cock inside me, but also a dildo. Steve was still making a lot of noise but less than before. I could still hear Johan being used as the chains on the sling were rattling, but he wasn't making any noise at this time. They had really started to wear us out. As the tops started to wind down, the three of us lay in our slings, exhausted and sore. They fitted us with butt plugs and took our blindfolds off. The men that stood around the room looked exhausted but proud of their efforts. I glanced at Johan and Steve, both looking dazed, and at that moment a thought flashed through my mind. What had I done? Was it too late? "Look at the boards in front of you," Ben said loudly. "The tally marks are the number of loads you've received this evening. For one of you, that's A LOT of poz cum inside your fuck hole" I stared at the board, I got 23 loads and these guys weren't quick fucks. They took their time, no wonder I am now so loose. I glanced over at Steve's number, he got 18, while Johan got 16. Apparently, I was the guy to fuck tonight. Or did this mean I was the chosen one and they wanted to make sure I was fully loaded? "Keep those butt plugs in as long as you can," Ben said. "We don't want any of that valuable manjuice leaking out, especially for one of you." Finally, they unfastened our handcuffs and helped us out of the slings. Steve was the first to speak. "So who was the guy with the lucky number?" "Well," said Ben, "We're going to keep you waiting a little longer. Right now, you can go home, and if any of you get sick in the next few weeks, give me a call." Steve, Johan, and I all quickly grabbed our clothing, and were quickly rushed out the door and into the street. The three of us stood then thinking, what happened? What do we do next? Johan had an idea: "Want to trade numbers so we can text the others if we get the flu?" We agreed and started to part ways. As I'm walking away, Johan catches up to me stops me. Under the street lights, he was cute and there wasn't a person in sight. He asked if he could give me a blowjob and I said yes. I dropped my pants and right there in the street this cute young guy went to town on getting my load. I couldn't last long after all the stimulation I had got this evening and blasted it down his throat. As quickly as he asked, he got up, said thank you and off he went, leaving me standing on the street with a deflating cock and my pants around my ankles. I pulled my pants up and headed home for a great sleep. .. It's been two weeks now, and I'm counting every day. Every time I sneeze or feel an ache somewhere I wonder if it's the start of the fuck flu. Last night I woke up in bed with a sweat and thought that was it, but it passed. I keep wondering too about Johan and Steve. Maybe it's time to give them a call.

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