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CHAPTER 5: Last week Mike stayed at my house, or me at his almost every night, and he bred my ass every single time. Mike cums harder, and in a larger volume, than most any top I’ve been with … as least seems like it – since when we’re together, almost all of his cum ends up in my ass. Mike likes taking cum too, apparently. Several times, when we’re naked together, I’ve reached around to feel his hole, and I’d swear it’s wet with a load. I know someone is breeding him, and I’ve got a very good idea of who. The last time we fucked I begged him, “Fuck me the way Chris fucks you … breed my ass babe … cum in me”, Mike just moans when I talk nasty to him like that. I still have mixed feelings knowing that Chris is fucking Mike bareback, and squirting HIV+ cum into his him; but it’s his choice. I know Mike could end up testing positive, but when we’re together, and his raw cock enters me, all of that goes out the window, and all I do is beg for cum. This week hasn’t been nearly as exciting for me. Mike and I haven’t been able to get together for our regular fuck sessions. I’m so fucking horny – I want a man’s seed in my ass right now – I need to be fucked. I sign into BBRT, it’s often hit or miss for me, but it feels like my best shot for getting bred right now. The “Local Parties” link catches my eye, it reads “(5)”, which is odd because usually it just reads “(2)”, and more often than that, none. There are the usual “Cum hole visiting” type parties, but what’s interesting to me is a party labeled, “HUMP Day Cum Party”, and it’s tomorrow night; Tops, Bottoms and Versatile guys welcome. I haven’t had a lot of group sex but suddenly I’m interested. I click into it, and the detail pretty much confirm it. This is a group sex party for a mix of guys. I click on the host’s profile link, he’s a hot looking guy in his 40’s. He’s a versatile top and his status reads “Undetectable” – I think, “Damn that’s a hot poz dick”. I shake my head, my libido is betraying my logical thoughts. I say “fuck it” and unlock my pics for him. Going back to the party invite, in the 2nd paragraph of text, the host stresses that he doesn’t want to end up with all tops or all bottoms but interested guys should unlock and wait for a reply. My cock is obviously interested, I can feel the precum. So far, fifteen guys have been accepted. One of the tops has a hot looking cock, so I click into his profile, and it’s Chris. I give it all of two seconds thought and unlock for him, too. Back to the party list, and the next shoe drops, “that’s Mike’s profile”, I mouth. I decide to click on his profile link. “He’s changed a few things”, I think. For one thing his preferred position now reads, “Bottom”; which feels odd considering how much he’s been breeding my ass. Largely his profile is the same, but his HIV status now reads “Not Sure”, instead of “Ask Me”, and his looking for HIV status reads, “Positive Only”. My face immediately feels flush. The hot guy who’s been breeding me lately, and that I have close feelings for, is telling everyone on BBRT that he wants to bottom solely with HIV+ tops. “How long has this been going on? Did Chris convince him to do this? Is Chris trying to give Mike HIV? Does Mike want HIV?”, the thoughts all criss-crossing my mind. My head starts to swim a bit. I feel weird, I enjoy sex with Mike so much, and Chris too. I think, “How did it comes to this? When did it happen? Why the hell hasn’t he told me about his decision?” I wasn’t sure what to do about all this, but after a few minutes, I resolved that in some way I had started down this path, and I wasn’t backing out now. I like Mike, I like Chris, I’m not about to push away guys I’m seriously into – even if one of them is poz. I gulped and went in to edit my profile. I changed my status to “Not Sure” too, and my looking for status to “No Preference”. It felt oddly comfortable. Chris has fucked me, and I know Chris is fucking Mike a lot lately, and Mike is fucking me a lot lately; I can’t be 100% sure I’m still negative. This feels more honest. I still wasn’t sure about it, my head still lightly swimming, then I hit the save button; I wouldn’t be able to change anything for another 24 hours. I logged out and tried not to think about what any of it means, my cock is rock hard, I texted Mike. Me: Hey sexy Mike: Hey babe Me: Can I have Chris’ #? Mike: Yea … sure Mike: 713-555-5555 Me: Thx Mike: Have fun : ) I could have explained why I wanted Chris’ number, but Mike knows how horny I am, he knows why I want it. I text Chris. Me: Hey Chris … What’s up? Horny? Chris: Ummm … sorry, who is this? Don’t have this # Me: Sorry, its Kevin, Mike’s friend Me: Horned as fuck here Chris: Haha yep yep Chris: I remember that hole Chris: I’m always horny Me: Wanna fuck? Chris: Can’t host Me: You can come over lol Chris: You are horny, aren’t you? Chris: Almost done with work, after? Me: How long you think? Chris: ‘bout an hour Me: Cool Me: Remember where I live? 1392-B Selmfield Lane Chris: Cool … yea think so Chris: Message you when I leave, prob take 15 minutes to get over there Me: Cool I decided to make sure I’m ready. True to his word, Chris texts me with “omw” almost an hour later. I’m horny and so ready for his cock and cum. I responded with “Door unlocked, in bedroom”. About 10 minutes later I heard a car pull up and I peek out of the blinds – yep that’s him. My heart rate skyrockets, and I can feel my hands get a little sweaty. I grab the lube and a towel and set them on the bed beside me and get into position, head down, ass up. I hear the front door open and shut and footsteps followed by his voice, “Hot”. All of this immediately followed by the sounds of clothes being removed … then I feel his hands on me, “Hey sexy … thanks for inviting me over”, then I feel a tongue in my ass, and I moan, “Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh… Ohhhhhhh fuck… ahhhhhhh so good”. He knows he’s got me. Using his thumbs, he spreads my ass cheeks and starts to really work the crack of my ass. His tongue making long, slow trips the entire length. When his tongue passes my hole he pauses and makes his tongue into a point, and pushes against my hole. Soon this pressure becomes full insertion of his tongue into me. Grabbing solidly onto my hips, he begins to tongue fuck my hole. I wasn’t expecting this kind of penetration from him, but I love it. The feelings coming from my ass are mind blowing. I’m moaning and crying out, loudly – it just seems to egg him on, as he presses more firmly into me. His tongue is making me crazy; I grab my cock and began to jack off. He quickly pulls my hand off and stops eating my tight hole long enough to tell me not to touch my cock or cum just yet. I’m going crazy; his tongue has me hard, wet, and begging to be fucked. The head of my cock is dark purple, and a huge spot of precum is forming on the bed beneath me. Then it all stops. I feel him squirt some of the lube on my hole making me jump. I hear the slick sounds of him applying lube to his cock. Without thinking, I blurt out, “Fuck me Chris …, please hurry, please fuck me. I feel his hands and cock as he positions his cock in my crack, rubbing it just over my hole. “Relax sexy … I’m going to breed you right”, he says. All I can do is moan my approval. “FUCK!”, I think, as he presses the head in, “This is taking forever … It’s stinging, but I need his cock and cum so bad”. “Fuck me Chris! Give me your poz cum”, is all I manage to get out. I freeze, realizing what I’d just said. Chris doesn’t seem to notice and continues to slowly work his cock into my hole. I can feel his ball sac pressing against my cheeks, as he strains to get all of that hot cock into my ass. He groans and I know he’s got it all the way in. He starts to fuck me with, long, intentional strokes, “Fuck yea … love that ass … my raw cock feels so good in there … you loving my bare cock?”, “Oh yeah … oh holy fuck you feel so good”, “Yeah ... keep taking it, gonna give that ass another load”. His breathing is labored, and his rhythm is making my ass feel so good, that any thoughts about asking him not to cum in me are nonexistent. I want this raw cock, poz or not, I want his cum inside me. That realization makes me groan and squeeze down on his cock, “OH fuck yeah ... What you are … that makes my cock feel good”. “I’m not going to last too long man, this ass of yours is just perfect?”, “Oh yeah?”, “Yes … ahhhh ... so good”. Despite the warnings he’s going to nut soon, he keeps banging my ass, withdrawing his cock almost completely and then sliding it all the way back in. After relaxing a second, he spread my legs further and began a rapid assault. It isn’t but moments later when he grunts that he can’t hold back any longer, “Gonna nut … gonna cum”, “Fuck yea … breed my ass … fucking breed me!”, I blurt it out, I can’t believe I’m saying the words. “Fuck yea dude, you want another load of poz cum huh?”, and I said it, “Yes. Yes. Yeah … I want it. I want your poz cum Chris”. He’s still going, barely able to speak between breathes, and with one last full insertion, “Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh … ahhhhhhh… Fuck!! Fuck!!”, his cock throbs and I know another load of Chris’ poz seed is flowing deep in my ass. His cock is flooding my ass and I can feel some leaking out as he slows down. We’re both sweating, I’m now fucking full of his poz cum, and I’m still hard as a rock, “That was so fucking hot”, is all I can manage. He groans a “Fuck yeah”. He doesn’t move though, I know he can shoot multiple loads and with his hands on my ass and his still hard cock in my ass, I think he might be going for round two here in a just minute. I lay there, head down, wondering if I’m HIV+ now or what, when he speaks, “You ok if I keep going … I got at least one more in me”. I’m quiet for only a second, “Yeah … I’m good ... fuck, go again, I’ve been wanting this all day”. “Turn over”, I immediately flip over and notice an evil grin on his face. I raise my legs and drape them right over his shoulders, making my hole available to him. Without so much as a word he inserts his cock back into my hole, this time though my ass is well lubricated with his cum, and there’s no resistance. He pushes as far forward as possible so that we are nearly face to face. He just sits there a moment completely buried in my ass. I can feel his cock twitch occasionally, and I instinctively squeeze my ass muscles around him. He chuckles, "So hot when you do that!", I nod not able to say anything. I’m completely focused on his cock. He’s so close, I can smell his body, "Mmmmm, you worked up quite a sweat! You smell so good." I stick out my tongue and taste some of the sweat from his chest and neck. He sees what I want and moves his arm over my face, I lick my way right into to his armpit. "Fuck yea! Get in there and slurp up that sweat from my hairy pit. You did that … got me seriously hot and bothered, so you get to clean me up." I bury my face in his hairy pit and inhale. I’ve always been into armpits and guy smells, but Mike never seemed into it, Chris smells amazing. I quickly begin licking at his pit, lapping up the sweat from the thick hair he has under there and practically stuffing my face into his hot pit. He adjusts, moving his other arm and pulling me over to his other pit. "That's so fucking hot, lick up my sweat and funk, you're making me feel good!" After I lick and suck at both pits he pulls me back to look at me. He smiles at the smear of sweat all over my face, then kisses me softly on the lips. He moans...maybe from his own scent...and shoves his tongue inside my mouth, giving me a sloppy, wet kiss, it’s the way you kiss a cumdump not a lover, but I love it. I feel his cock twitch in my ass again and pull away from his mouth. I cock a smile at him, "I hope you're going to give me another load". He gives me a sexy smirk, "Yep. You’re getting at least 2 loads of my cum today.” He immediately starts to pull out a little, then slides in then out a little more, then back in ... it obvious neither one of our cocks had gone soft. In the span of what seemed like a minute or two he is fucking me again, going out of his way to hit just the right spot with every thrust, and I’m thrashing around, moaning, and grabbing the sheets when I’m grabbing onto his thighs trying to get him in deeper. I look up into his face and see him staring right into my eyes, watching my reaction to his movements, it seems like we both want this – I’m letting a guy who is positive fuck me, and I’m ok with it, and he’s fucking a guy who could become positive. He’s just smiling at me. "Oh yea, … think I've found just the right spot, and I'm gonna make sure you feel every inch of this poz cock!", there he said, “POZ COCK”, I’m taking poz cock. “Yes … fuck yea … fuck me with that poz cock!”, it just boils out of me. “I want your poz cock, Chris!”, he obviously like what I’m saying because he started to pump faster. Even though he may act like he’s helping me learn to like poz cock, I can tell by his language, and the way his eyes kept rolling upwards, that he’s getting off on breeding a guy that’s neg. "FUCK! Fuck that feels so good … your ass is so good, I thought I might last longer with this second load, but your hole is just wrapped around my bare cock so perfectly, I'm not gonna hold out much longer." “Fuck yeah … Fuck yeah … ahhhhhh… I want it … fuck me, breed my ass the way you breed Mike”, “Ahhhh yeah … that how you want it huh? Been fucking Mike a while now … tell me how much you want this poz cum”, “Fuck yeah!! I want it Chris … I’m pretty sure I’m still HIV-negative, I might not be if you keep fucking poz cum into me”. “Tell me” … the breathing is hot and heavy, “Fuck me and cum inside me Chris! Fuck your poz cum into me the way you do Mike!”. I can feel myself getting close as well. I’m not sure if I can just lie there and let him keep fucking me after I came, so I decided to see how much he wants to breed me. "Oh yea … fuck yea, …bet my hole is nice and lubricated from that last poz load you squirted in there, fuck, is that you gets you off Chris, seeing us neg guys become HIV+?". He just keeps fucking me, he’s right over me, sweating and grunting when a response of “Fuck yea I do” escapes his lips. He admitted it he wants it, then I think, “Do I want it? Does Mike?”. I love dirty verbal talk during sex and this bit seems to have gotten to him because his eyes widened and he started pumping faster and deeper. The sheer piggishness and lust of our sex is about to push me over the edge, too. His sweat is dripping down onto me, and I reach up and pull his head down to kiss me. His tongue and mouth meet my tongue and mouth, and that does it for both of us. “AHHHHHHHHHH ... AHHHHHH”, I cry out into his mouth and he lets out a muffled roar in my mine. My cum squirts everywhere in the slim space between our bodies, and once again his raw cock is pulsing inside me. I know he’s filling me up with more of his HIV+ sperm. He releases my mouth and buries his head in the pillows beside me and rests his body on his elbows while he tries to catch his breath. After a bit he pulls back and looks at me again, “So fucking hot”, is all he says. He slowly pulled out of my ass and collapses on the bed next to me. I move to lick his still half-hard cock, trying to get up any remaining cum. We just look at each other, sweating, huffing, not really saying anything. He smiled at me, “I really enjoyed that,… you’ve got an amazing ass”, I smile, “Me too … you’ve got an amazing cock”. He hesitates, “Not to get too serious, but you know I’m on meds … might be more chance of you getting infected from Mike’s cum than mine”. That thought hadn’t really crossed my mind before, “How long you been fucking him?”. The flow of conversation was easy, conversational, more curious than anything else, “A few months … we met on BBRT, he said he was versatile but really horny and wanted to bottom”. He looks at me as if he knows the next question, “He knew I was HIV+ before we fucked the first time”, “Cool” is the only response I can give him. “Tell me about this party you guys are going to tomorrow night”, he laughs, “Haha … still horny huh? A friend of mine is putting it on, just a bunch of horny guys fucking and getting fucked – all bareback though, he’s very strict about that”. “Sounds like fun to me”, “You should go”, “I put in an invite request”. “I’m definitely going to be there if you want another load of poz cum from this”, grabbing his dick for full effect. I look down at his cock and then at his eyes, I know he’s HIV+ and I know I want more of what that cock can give me, “Fuck yea I do”.

Part 10 I unlocked my door and walked in, dropping my bag when I saw Sir sitting there. “Hello, Joey.” “Hi Sir. What are… How’d you..” I trailed off. “I really don’t even need to ask do i?” He smiled and shook his head, “No boy, you really don’t. Open your bag.” I looked at him, confused. “My bag, why?” The smile faded and was replaced with a look of slow burning anger. “OPEN IT.” I opened my bag, and handed it to him, realizing too late why he demanded it. He took the bag, and removed the paper bag from it. He looked back to me and only smiled. “I know why you did this boy.” “I’m scared Sir.” “I know boy. Open your door.” “My door, but…” “The more you challenge, the worse it’ll be for you. Do it.” I opened the door part way and looked for approval. Not getting anything, I opened it all the way. “Now tell me why you are not wearing your clothes from this morning. I specifically directed you not to change.” I detailed fully, with guys walking down the hall, what had happened earlier, the gang bang in the bathroom, the bitch being given my shirt and shorts and me getting his clothes. All the while I could feel people watching and listening. Sir nodded approvingly. “Brother Robert gave me a full report of what happened and that you followed directions fairly well. I’m very proud that you have brought another boy into the fold already, on your first day. I will be meeting the bitch later on to test him out.” “Brother Robert? He…” “You NEVER use a Brother’s name boy. You do not have that privilege.” “Sir, I am sorry.” “Strip to your jockstrap. Let’s see how you are looking.” “Strip? But the door is…” “Open, yes I’m aware of that. But the guys who’ve been standing there listening to your story don’t care if you strip, do you guys?” I started to turn but Sir stopped me, “Eyes on me Joey.” I took off all of my clothes except the jockstrap, hearing the guys behind me laugh. Sir eyed me and reached behind me and stuck a finger in my ass. “Tight and wet. Good boy.” “Your next lesson begins now Joey. And will prepare you for your next adventure. Get on the bed, next to me, on your knees.” I did as I was told. Sir then verbally and physically manipulated me until I was in the position he wanted. Face down in a pillow, back arched and ass up in the air. I heard a voice from the doorway, “Damn I’d love a piece of that.” Sir said, “That’s what he is here for. But it’ll cost you.” The voice said, “I don’t have enough.” Sir responded, “He’s on discount right now. $1 a fuck.” I groaned, realizing what Sir thought of me. “Shut the fuck up Joey. You made over three grand last night. You can make yourself affordable to these nice young men. You boys interested or not?” I saw a dollar drop in front of the pillow and felt a cock at my ass. For what seemed like hours, I felt multiple guys fuck me and an incessant burning in my ass as loads were dumped in me. Sir made me turn and look at him and I saw my phone in his hand, recording my ass being bred over and over. “Tell the men watching this who you are.” “My name is Joey Collins.” “Now tell them what you are.” “I’m a… I’m a cumdump. I take any load, any where, any time.” As I said that, another guy unloaded in me and I moaned from the burning in my ass. After the string of guys ended, I heard Sir say, “Get up and close the door.” I walked to the door, cum dripping down my leg, and closed the door. I walked back to Sir and kneeled at his feet. “Give me your pill bag boy.” I reached to the bag which had fallen on the floor and handed it to him. He took the bottles out and looked at them. “So these help prevent you from getting infected? You want to reject my gift to you and the gifts from Him, and Marquise and Brother Robert? And however many other tainted loads you’ve taken?” I looked at him and nodded. “I don’t want to get sick Sir. I don’t want to get AIDS.” He smiled at me. “The thing is Joey, you’ve been committed to this. My Sir has already selected you as his next offering to Our Lord Lucifer. So you are going to take these pills, and one by one, you are going to crush them, just as your hopes of not getting infected will be crushed.” He handed me the bottles and sat and watched. He recorded me as I poured the pills out onto a book. He recorded me, making me apologize to each of the known men who’ve given me toxic loads for rejecting their gifts. When I finished, he made me refill the bottles with the crushed life saving pills. “Now boy, put those on your desk where you will see them every morning and night.”

Last night, it was a guy I work with. Hot 30yo with a nice bod and a huge 10in dick. Biggest I've had so far. Got to his place and he made me strip. He forced me on my knees and started by fucking my throat. After he was good and hard, he flipped my over and just used his spit and dove into my ass. Love how it hurt at first but after a while I relaxed. Fucked me hard for about an hour before he bred my hole full of cum. I'll probably hook up with him done more.

Ok, my first attempt at posting here Hope you like it! So, first a little about me. I am mid 40's, 5'3 122 lbs, toned athletic body, smooth all over, and a Tgurl. Not for everyone, I know, but do play as a guy too. Anyway, on this Saturday night, I ended up at a Tgurl club, where most are working gurls. I am most certainly not, but rather was hoping to get fucked good in one of the private rooms upstairs. I was not to be let down! A guy I had been chatting with forever on squirt, who I had sent a message earlier saying I would be there, surprised me by showing up! He had been telling me forever he wanted to breed my ass, and especially after it had already been used. I wish I could have obliged him that, but still he took me to a booth, and mentioned he just wanted a bj! Damn. Well, I couldn't deny him that, so once in the booth he pulled out his cock, and suck it I did! It was a beautiful cock. I licked and sucked it, getting it dripping wet. He was close to cumming, and I wanted it so bad when he asked "Where do you want my cum, slut?" "Mmmm, please cum in my ass." He then made me beg for it, and beg I did. "Please, please fill my ass!" He then bent me over, lifted my skirt, slid my panties aside, and slid his cock in bare. "Mmmmn, fuck yeah," I loudly grunted, overcome with pleasure. He used me like a little fuck doll, tossing me all over the booth, and eventually started groaning, warning he was about to breed my hole. Again I moaned my assent. I felt his cock harden, and he grabbed my hips, pulled me to him, and exploded deep inside me! I held him there with my ass muscles, making sure he fully emptied in me! It was so so hot. Eventually, he pulled out, and I dropped to my knees and greedily sucked him clean. What a delicious taste. We pulled ourselves together, and made our way downstairs. After a quick ty, and good bye, he went home while I, who was still horny, made a point of walking towards an area where I knew Tgurl street walkers worked, thinking I might have some luck in getting picked up. The route took me through a park in the city centre. It was after 2 am now, and rather deserted, but still with the late night crowd heading home from bars. I sat on a park bench for a bit, and savoured the feeling of cum in my ass. As I was getting up to leave, a stranger, a homeless gentleman I found out, sat beside me, saying "Hi, there, you look so sexy." He knew of the Tgurl walkers in the area, and asked if I was going there. I laughed, and replied yes. He said he wished he had enough money to buy me. Well, I did leave, walked for a bit, and just got way too horny. I walked back to the park, curious if I would actually fool around with him. He was a good looking guy, and hell, I needed more cock! He was at the same bench, I smiled in greeting, and sat beside him, and he grabbed me and slid me onto his lap. I love a guy who is straight to it. He went right for my cock, which was instantly rock hard and began stroking me as he ground his crotch against my ass. It was so incredible and risky as there were still people walking through the park. But I suppose it was, after all, fairly dark, and my skirt, of course, hid the action. I wanted more, so I reached down and started rubbing his cock through his pants. He was moaning with pleasure, remarking he hadn't fucked anyone in quite some time, but that he wanted to fuck me. Well, I reached in, undid his pants, pulled his cock out, and starting rubbing it on my pantied ass. He took the hint, and slid my panties aside, and pushed his cock right in my already cum filled ass. I was in heaven. I pushed all the way down, taking him so deep as he jerked my cock, all the time pushing deeper into my hole. In no time he warned me he was going to cum. "Yes, please, cum in me," I replied. He groaned loudly as the cum flowed out of my ass, in the process soaking his crotch. I held him there, and had to sit still as more people walked by, and within a few minutes, he started fucking me again. I could not believe his stamina! I kept grinding down on his cock, and with in no time, he murmured "I'm cumming again!" Mmmm! I was one happy, dirty slut. I held him there as he filled me again with more cum. He was grunting very loud, and still had a hold of my cock. I did not want to get off him, and he mentioned I could sit on his cock all night. I was so hard, in heat, moving around on his dripping cock. He was semi hard now, and I thought soon would withdraw, only to have him remark "I"m gonna cum again." Wow! Three times. Yes, he let go of my cock and pulled me down hard, in the process cumming a little bit more. Fuck, this was so hot! I couldn't take it anymore, and my cock exploded all over my lap, and cum dripped down unto him. He rubbed his hand into my cum, and then slid his cum-coated fingers into my mouth. Suck them I did. All this time he kept grinding into me. I was dripping wet with cum. After several minutes I slowly slid off his cock, wishing I could just sit there all night. Looking back at that experience, I so want o walk through that park again late at night and find him. I walked off to the nearest street, hopped in a cab, as by this time, walking was not an option. I had been fucked so good. Needless to say, I arrived back at my friend's place in a state of euphoria. One of the best random fucks I have ever had! Only thing that could have made it better is to have had several men there using me. This story is 100% true! Hope you all like!

Part 9 I started walking out, stopped at the door and I don’t know what came over me. I turned to him and said, “Thank you Sir.” What the hell is going on with me? I came to get meds to NOT get HIV and then take another AIDS load. And the demon? I already forgot what he said, but the face is vivid. I looked at the time and realized I had to be at practice in 15 minutes. What the hell would happen there? I ran to the locker room and found my next humiliation waiting. Plastered on my locker were printed pictures of me with my face covered in piss and licking the urinal. Another with my lips wrapped around the big dick that was pissing down my throat. The guys looked at me, at least a few did. Some would not look at me, others just called me names like “Faggot” and “Piss whore.” I opened my locker and found that my uniform had been altered, with my pants now being really short shorts and missing the ass, my jersey now had my name marked out and “Queerboy” in its place. I looked to the coach, who was standing in his doorway, and he just smirked at me and waved me over. The guys looked at me as I walked over and I could hear them all suddenly be silent. “Hey queer, I heard you were a little busy after leaving here this morning?” I tried looking him in the face, but I couldn’t even do that. I just stood there, eyes down, and waited for him to finish his humiliation. “Nothin’ you want to tell the guys? Or do you know they’ve already seen your film debut?” I nodded my head. “Oh, but they only saw what was posted. They don’t know the other stuff do they?” My head snapped up and looked him in the eyes. “what do you want me to tell them coach? Just tell me what you know and what you want me to tell them. I’m done fighting you. You won? Okay? You’ve gotten me humiliated in front of them. What more?” “Oh, I’m sorry fag. Did you think I was done? No, not by a long shot. You tried to make a fool out of me, in front of MY team. I am far from done. You’re going to be a lesson to all of these little shitheads. You try and fuck with me, I will destroy you. Now, I hear you failed a midterm this morning? Or was it that you didn’t even show up?” “I didn’t show up. I failed it. Does that mean I’m off the team?” “Off the team? Not even close. I spoke with your professor and he told me the make-up plan you put in place with him. Very interesting use of your talents.” I hung my head down. “Get on your knees, bitch.” “Coach, please don’t…” “NOW,” he said in a very sharp tone. I dropped to my knees in front of him. “Now team, I told you earlier that the bitch here is available for you to use in any way you want.” Some of you have already seen his video from just after he left here this morning. I want you to actually see him in his new role first hand.” “C’mon coach, don’t make us see that faggot shit. It’s disgusting.” “You’re right Smith, it is disgusting. But you’re gonna see a small part. Open your mouth bitch.” I looked up at him and he was unzipping his pants. I opened my mouth. Coach stopped and then zipped up again. “I have a better idea. A team building exercise. Faggot, get in the showers.” I started to get up. “Did I give you permission to stand up?” I looked at him again, and got back on my knees. That smirk was back. “Crawl to the showers. On your hands and knees.” I didin’t even try to fight it. I started crawling towards the guys and they parted to let me through. I heard them muttering, some started to taunt me, some sounded sorry for what I was going through. Without warning, I felt a belt slap hard against my ass and I fell forward, squealing in pain. “Get the fuck up you worthless bitch,” the coach snarled. I got back up and felt another belt slap me, and then another. By the time I finally made it to the showers, I must have been whipped at least 10 times. Tears were streaming down my face and my back and ass felt like they were on fire. “Look closely at the faggot, just watch.” I heard guys ask what they were looking for and then heard the first, “Holy shit, what’s going on?” I looked over and saw the red fading and the welts disappear. The coach just laughed and said, “Tell em, bitch.” “It’s something that was done to me, I don’t know how or by who. I can’t be damaged, but I feel the pain. And, my…” I looked to the coach and he simply nodded. “And my ass doesn’t get loose. I’m like a virgin each time I get fucked. No matter how many guys fuck me, or how big they are, I tighten back up after they finish.” I could see looks that varied from disgust to now a few that looked interested. The outfielder from earlier caught my eye and licked his lips. “Get on your knees in front of your teammates.” I did and it felt weird being almost naked in front of 20 guys who were fully dressed. “Now the team building exercise. Each of you is going to take your turn and piss on Collins. I don’t give a fuck what you do, piss on him or make him drink it, he loves both. Any guy that refuses or can’t do it, you’re giving me 50 laps.” I heard several guys say they weren’t going to do it and I looked at the coach. That damn smirk was still there. The outfielder was first. “Faggot, you aren’t worth 1 lap, let alone 50.” He walked up and pulled his dick out and began pissing on me, starting at my crotch and moving up my chest. I looked up at him and saw a look of pleasure on his face and when he caught me staring he said, “Open up that mouth and tilt back.” I followed his direction and he pissed right in my mouth. With no direction given to swallow, I sat there and let it fill my mouth. “Drink it pig.” I began swallowing as fast as I could. I heard multiple guys muttering how disgusting this was but they were saying it as they all stepped forward in 2s and 3s. Soon I was getting piss from every direction, on my face and in my mouth, my nose was filled a couple times even. 1 guy stepped behind me and told me, “Spread that ass bitch.” I did and I felt a really heavy load of piss spray on my hole, causing it to open and some of it to pour. “That is so sick, your ass looks likes it drinking my piss.” After 18 of the 20 guys pissed on me, the coach told them I was their personal urinal for the rest of the season, but only in the showers. The guys walked out quietly, with 2 looking at the coach, who only said they could start their 50 laps now. I looked up to the coach and he said, “Take a shower, you stink. Then get out of here. You’re expected at your dorm soon.” I showered, and got back into the bitch’s clothes. For some reason I felt a little more of a bounce. I headed back to my dorm, seeing people still staring and pointing me out. I saw a couple of guys I recognized from the football team staring at me and I simply nodded my head and said, “yeah, its me,” and kept walking. Getting back to my dorm, I got to my door and saw some notes on my white board outside the door. “Let me tap that ass” and “Suck my balls dry faggot” were written there. I simply reached up and wiped it off. I unlocked my door and walked in, dropping my bag when I saw Sir sitting there. “Hello, Joey.”

His thick, POZ load creamed my ass. What a fucking way to celebrate hump day! I had taken Wednesday off from work, as that was the only day the electrician could come by and do the latest round of work I needed. He was tall, thick, with a beard – total white daddy bear. Grizzly? Polar Bear? Yeah more Polar Bear in a sweaty, Redneck, white trash sort of way. I can say that as they are my peoples – I grew up in the country, in a trailer, with a bunch of weed-growing, inbred mother-fuckers – and damn proud of it. Take a knee Tim Tebow! So back to the story. This electrician had worked on my condo twice before and each time there was just something about him that made me want to jerk off thinking about him for days after. Dirty sex. That’s it. He was one of those men that you look at and think, “Yeah this fucker is DIRTY/NASTY sex!” Alas, even when he asked me if I was married to a Mrs. or a Mr. and I said I preferred just being single and playing with my straight top fuck buddies. He didn’t react and went right back to his work. I figured he was not into sliding my way and giving my boy hole a pounding. The wiring was completed on the electrical outlets I wanted moved, and as the Polar Bear helped me push the entertainment center back against the wall he grabbed one of the DVD cases that fell out, looked at the BANG BROS title and cover and whistled and said, “Fucking hell. Those chicks can take some dick!” I laughed, smiled, and agreed, “Yeah, that’s one of my favorites.” He then surprised me by asking, “Is this what you put in when your straight fuck buddies come by to fuck you?” as he grabbed the remotes, turned the TV on then revved up the DVD player. “Grab me a beer as and let’s watch this puppy,” the electrician went on, “This was my only job of the day as the one for this afternoon got cancelled and I got several hours before I have to be home to the wife and kids.” I happily obliged, not quite sure where this was going, but excited about the possibilities. Hell even if I got to see his dick that would give me fantasies to jack off to for a good long while. “BETTER BRING ME A COUPLE, I’M A THIRSTY SON-OF-A-BITCH,” he yelled from the living room, so I snagged two beers for him, one for me, handed them to him, set mine down and excused myself to use the bathroom. A quick finger in the ass check to make sure I was clean and I joined him back in the living room. The electrician downed the first two beers in nothing flat and had just crushed the empty can of the third when the porn moved beyond the initial set up/let’s get naked to the “bitch get on your knees and suck my long, black dick.” My guest stood up, started emptying his pockets and unbuttoning his work shirt and said, “Go on and grab me four more beers and line them up here for me so they’re handy.” I scrambled up, eyed his big furry chest as I walked by and swooned a little from his hot, man scent. By the time I got back with the beer he was buck naked, sitting in the chair with a beer in his left hand and his thick dick in his right, stroking it to attention. “I have not been able to get out to see the street whores up in Northeast all week,” the electrician said as he continued to watch the porn and stroke his dick, which was now slick with precum, “I creampie their pussies at least every other day in the back of my work van. Fuck yeah they skanky bitches.” Then he looked right at me and said, “You’re a skanky bitch too, now get the fuck over here because I got a week’s worth of cum to creampie that pussy good with.” The electrician did not even look at me as I quickly got undressed. He was standing up now, slugging his beer, stroking his meaty dick, and eyes intent on the porn. The beer finished, he burped, wiped his chin a bit although he still had spit/beer dregs glistening his beard, crushed the can and casually tossed it to the side where it clanged loudly on the wood floor. I wasn’t sure what exactly to do, but stepped up and bent forward just to the left and front of him – and waited. Another loud burp, a slug of spit shot into my crack, big bear paw claws scratching at my hole looking for honey, then the electrician grabbed me, wrapped both arms around me tight and squeezed, “FUCKING SKANK BITCH, GONNA CREAM THAT PUSSY GOOD. DAMN YOU’RE TIGHT, NOT FOR LONG, GIVE ME THAT HOLE, FUCK YEAH, FILLING THAT PUSSY UP WITH MY POZ DICK!” What? I tried to turn my head, my body stiffened, the Polar Bear tightened his grip more as he banged my ass harder and deeper and laughed, “YEAH, THAT’S RIGHT, YOU HEARD ME BITCH. FILLING YOU WITH POZ DICK, BUT YOU DON’T CARE DO YOU? YOU JUST BENT OVER AND TOOK ME RAW, NOW YOU GET WHAT YOU DESERVE. BIG OLD WHITE POZ DICK IN YOUR SKANKY BITCH WHORE PUSSY. FUCKING HELL I LOVE CREAMING A HOLE! YOU READY FOR THIS LOAD? READY TO GET NAILED AND RAILED? AWWW FUCK YEAH! MILK MY DICK!” His thick, POZ load creamed my ass and before his dick was totally finished he let go of me, pulled out, stepped back, popped another can of beer open, drained it and threw the can on the floor, then pointed at his dick and said, “GET ON YOUR KNEES SKANK AND TASTE IT. LICK IT CLEAN THEN IF YOU CAN GET IT HARD AGAIN I’LL FUCK YOU SOME MORE. THAT PUSSY’S EAGER FOR IT NOW ISN’T IT?” A few minutes later the electrician was hard and ready to go again and easily slid up my greased and coated guts. The second load took a little longer and he was breathing hard, but when his balls pulled up he let me know, “POZZING YOU AGAIN YOU SKANK WHORE BITCH!” With this load, he stepped back, swayed a little, ran a hand through his beard, over his head, across his big furry chest, grabbed me by the arm and stumbled us to the bedroom. A quick shove and I was face down on the bed, with a grunt and a sigh he quickly followed and promptly fell asleep, snoring like a chainsaw as his bear paws held me tight against his chest. The mini-hibernation nap revived the hungry bear who groaned and growled when he awoke, stroked his hard dick back to full life once then twice, then grunted as he heaved himself up onto my back. It was hard to breath with this giant Polar Bear on my back, but I let him take what he wanted as he grabbed my wrists, held my arms out wide, and slid his dick up my moist hole and whispered, “USED SKANK BITCH PUSSY. WET WITH CUM. GLAZED ON THE OUTSIDE WITH THAT WHITE, CREAM FILLING ON THE INSIDE. BIG OLD JELLY DOUGHNUT THAT FEELS SO GOOD WRAPPED AROUND MY FUCKING POZ DICK.”

He stood out from the crowd. I first saw him in a crowd – well, an audience of business people waiting to hear me speak. 6’ 4” good body and a buzz cut thatch of black hair. Handsome? No! But one of those erm………… ‘nondescript’ faces until you look closely and see properly. Then you realise he’s gorgeous!. “Call me P he said. It’s easier than trying my proper name. What’s this about? It’s about sex and drugs and ……well, a relationship that was prospering until he dropped dead at work one day. It’s mainly about the first time we slammed and got downNdirty. I’m no stranger to any of the sex that gets described, but I hadn’t ever slammed or used ghb and I was fully agreeable to all this beforehand. There was a big element of trust involved too. I was going for a big chem fest so I must have trusted him a fair bit. I wasn’t wrong as it turned out. This is what I remember now about those three days; 4 years later. We’d played a couple of time before but only for a few hours. We were going to slam this time. All sorts of stuff happened, some of which I’ll tell about. There’s bits about me feeling all warm and relaxed to add atmosphere J All this happened roughly in the order I’ve written it and a few of the quotes are verbatim. The rest are …. Representative. The drugs…. Indicative. If we play, I just might show you some of the video we made. Six o’clock, on the dot. I knocked. He’d made a great point of ‘on the dot’. I’d been walking around for 30 minutes and the nervous tension was near fever pitch. Horny ain’t the word. I was charged! He was behind the door as it opened. “Stand still and don’t turn round,” he said, from behind me. The door closed and I heard him lock it. He said, “Strip.” Naked, I felt the touch of cold rubber and was guided forward towards a dim red glow. A shower room with a sling. He handed me a small metal tube and pointing to a small table said, “Do a couple of lines then get into the sling.” In the sling, in the dim light I could see him - a figure enclosed in a black rubber suit, long rubber gloves, waders and wearing a pig mask. He fastened my wrists and ankles to the sling and began cleaning me out with a shower douche. I felt the k kick in. He saw and stuck a poppers inhaler over my nose. “Hey, cunt! Do you want to earn your Pig mask? Do you want to earn your Pig mask cunt? Do you want to earn your Pig mask cunt?” His voice was insistent. I remember groaning Yes just as I slid a good way down a k hole. As I came back I could feel that there was a sound in my cock and something tied round my balls. “Do you want to earn your Pig mask cunt? Do you want to earn your Pig mask cunt? Do you want to earn your Pig mask cunt?” I felt good. Relaxed. Warm. “Ye-e-e-es.” I sighed. Suddenly I felt my cock go rigid as a jolt of something hit it followed immediately by an intense tingling sensation. Then the same thing in my balls. The poppers mask for several deep breaths then he turned up the e-stim machine. Just when I thought I’d start to scream he reduced the power to a much lower level and hit me with the poppers again. “Do you want to earn your Pig mask cunt?” “Yes” was all I could say. He walked to the far wall. In the dim red glow I could see nothing more than inches away. I heard him return and cold rubber was pulled over my face as he pulled a mask on, zipping it up at the back and inserting a tube in my mouth. I could feel something above my head but fastened to the mask and as a stream of hot piss entered my mouth I worked out what it was – a piss funnel. “Like that?” he said after I’d swallowed what felt like gallons of hot, slightly tart, piss. “There’s more to come. Get out of the sling” and he pulled me forward. I stood waiting until he led me forward then left into another room. There was a padded sling which I lay back in.. He took the eye covers off and I looked up to see him enclosed in a full rubber suit with a pig mask. “Im gonna stick you now, ok” He put the eye covers back on. “OK” I said. I felt a sting as the needle went in then coughed a bit. The effect was immediate. I felt a poppers inhaler at my nostrils and took a deep breath feeling his cock slip up my arse. “Can you feel my piss in your hole?” All I could do was moan softly as he pumped his piss into my arse with his cock. As he started to slam his cock in and out of my hole I could fell piss spraying out and over us. Then he put a catheter in and hung the bag from the sling and pushed an enema tube up my arse. He filled the bottle from a large jug. “This is my piss” he said. I’ve been saving it since yesterday. I had to keep it in until he said I could let go. He took some of it in his mouth then passed it to me. We played with some dildos for a while then he blew some k up my arse and fastened my feet into straps attached to a pulley. I could hear a clicking noise as my legs were slowly lifted into the air until I was hanging vertically. Suddenly, he was all action. Parachute harness on my balls with a pulley and weight pulling them up; poppers mask, weighted clamps on my tits…. It became quite intense after a while as he concentrated on opening up my arse. Drink this! I swallowed odd tasting cold water. I felt a speculum going up my arse and felt the thing start to open. As the k started to work he hit me with a blast of poppers and my head went….. black and white is one description – all the action was in black and white. That was the ghb. I remember the next hour or so with a detached feeling; as if it was something I’d watched rather than been part of……. Some dildos and then a blow up one which made me cry a bit. A speculum again; then him standing over me (how did he get up there?) taking a piss in my arse. Getting clamps on my nipples and some weights over a pulley stretching my balls brought a warm glow. Being a bit overwhelmed by a feeling of being relaxed and safe…. Why safe? Having my arse caned was unexpected. I think I surprised him when I answered 12 to being asked, “How many strokes do you want?” Fuck! I felt good afterwards! There’re gaps in what I remember, and now we come to one. I’ve seen the video since and I don’t remember any of the next hour and a bit. But I was having a good time. I remember the eStim unit though. I remember the dildo, the sound, the strap round my balls. I remember him playing with them one at a time. I remember 2 at once. I definitely remember them all at once and the slow, slow, increases in intensity. I remember the inhaler at both nostrils and sucking in poppers like there was no tomorrow……… I very definitely remember him turning the intensity up………..I will never forget coming – I screamed quite loudly. I will always remember the feel of a jet of his spunk hitting my face and the rest being shot into my mouth. I will never forget the pain in my legs after I was winched down. We were well into some chill time and I was feeling pretty much back in the world, but buzzin’ otherwise. We got to chatting about my arse which for years had been a bigger or smaller problem. Now it’s mostly ok, but needs drugs and patience to open up. I know it’s all in my head – I’ve proved it. Up the cruising area for a quickie is no problem. A bit of lube and any cock will go in reasonably easily. Get me in the sling tho’ and yes, cocks are not a problem, but anything else, like I said, it takes drugs and patience. Also getting me worked up into a sexual frenzy the likes of which I haven’t seen since I was in my mid 30s helps (helped) as well! “I seem to be doing ok then in that area” he said. “Mmmm!” said it all really. He was up and over at the table in seconds and soon back with a couple of lines for me. I still haven’t found out what they were, but it didn’t half perk me up. “We’re going to the Heath” he said. “Get you filled with spunk and piss down by the ponds.” “Put these on” and he handed me combats, a t-shirt, my boots and socks and an old denim jacket. While I did that he put things in a backpack and a bottle of poppers in my pocket. “You’ll want these” he said and laughed. I couldn’t wait to get to the car! Thank fuck we hadn’t too far to go as Ps driving was not too organised. Well, it seemed that way to me but I was in no fucking state to judge I guess. Down by the ponds he fastened a collar round my neck and clipped on a lead. The next guy we saw he said, “You wanna use this piss pig m8?” “Can I piss up its ass?” Sure! P handed me a poppers mask. I put it on and inhaled deeply then bent over.. The guy stuck his cock in my slippery hole and fucked me for a while, then I felt hot piss running down my leg and he started to fuck me hard, quickly shooting his load inside me. Now we had an audience and some guy was catching the dribbles of my piss out of the catheter. Someone else was made the same offer; and another; and another. 4 I think. By this time I was so drug fucked and horny I was getting a bit frenzied and he said, “Let’s earn that Pig Mask.” He dragged me off up a path and into some bushes, took my arm and stuck me again. “Just a top up Pig” he said, putting the empty syringe back in his pocket. It took a good 10 minutes for my head to clear and to be able to walk but I was havin’ fun! We walked back towards the ponds but headed off into a small gap, along a track that ended at a small open area in some bushes. There were other guys there… nine or ten I guess, all up to some kind of sex in 2 groups. I don’t remember much about the next hour or so, but he told me after that about 6 had pissed up my arse and that I’d drunk piss from quite a few others. Then came the moment I needed to not be (only just) standing outdoors! “Want to go?” he said. Next thing I knew I was in the car and heading back. How did I feel? …….weird! I was very paranoid about being outdoors – anywhere outdoors, but not panicked if you know what I mean. I slept for a while and woke up feeling fine! “You’ve still got to earn the mask.” Words I later came to appreciate. In the sling, in a one piece rubber suit and rubber piss hood with a speculum slowly being opened he blew some more K up my arse. “I’m going out to get a couple more guys”, he said. You can have this while I’m out! It’s a pint of yesterday’s piss.” I felt the tube go in and then the piss as it started to fill my arse. I heard him leave and wondered he’d put in my hand. I was holding a rubber bulb which I squeezed and got a blast of poppers. After I stopped buzzing i lay there feeling warm, comfortable and very horny and blasting the poppers every now and then. I began to wonder who he’d bring back and immediately started having hallucinations. A blast of poppers was a bit of overkill really cos I was off down a K hole. The hallucinations were quite intense and when I came out of it I felt drained. As I was lying there recovering I became aware of warm piss trickling out of my ass and down my back. I started to get very horny and was blasting poppers when nearly crapped myself as I felt hands on me. “Quiet!” “It’s me. You want to use this?” I heard 2 voices say yes. Somebody pissed in the funnel. Somebody took the enema tube out and started sucking piss out of my ass hole. I could feel the scratch of his stubble when he worked his tongue into my hole. Same guy, I think, stuck his cock up me and started to fuck me but stopped suddenly and released a stream of his piss into my hole. I could feel it filling me up, then his mouth round my hole as he sucked it out. I know he passed it to somebody else before they passed it to me to swallow. I could feel somebody doing something to my arse but not what – I was still buzzin a fair bit at this point when I was told to drink again – more ghb. Somebody (P, I guess) had also put more K up my arse and then hit me with the poppers and I was off again. Different though – not as detached. They played with me for a long time. Again, some of it I don’t remember, but most I do. Like lying on the floor with a double dildo up me and one of the other guys while P and the 2nd one were taking a break. I remember being flogged by the shorter one while P played with the eStim dildo up my arse. I remember the third hit of tina and everything that happened after. We played for another day, on and off. We found a guy on Gaydar who came round and had some piss fun with us. I piss fucked him then bred him with a load that seemed like pints to me. You should see the face I pulled! We found another guy on the ‘dar. I was well up for him – covered in all that hair! The tone of play changed with him too and that was nice. More relaxed and intimate to be honest. And it got me my Pig mask.

traindriver68: This story is written by the guy I fucked recently, and describes our most recent scene. You can see my response below. Hot chaser: This is a true account of a recent meet I had with a guy from BZ who I have met previously. We’d chatted online and met once at Scratchwood open space, where we had some safe fun with a bit of poz talk. I had opened up to him online about how much poz/neg play turned me on and how the talk got me hot and hard, but how I was scared of the consequences of actually carrying the fantasy into reality. For his part he had fed those fantasies, helped me open up to them more and more, encouraged me and also tempted me with the promise of pushing my limits, but not breaking them. If we met again, he wouldn’t do anything to harm me, but would make sure I had all the poz/neg talk I wanted. He told me he was undetectable, but enjoyed making out he wasn’t for the purpose of fulfilling my fantasies. I told him that if we met, I would likely chicken out unless he kept me poppered up and was somewhat dominant with me. Poppers always make me feel slutty and I usually respond with a slightly submissive attitude to a guy who takes charge. Td68: I'd been looking forward to this for ever. Everything was set. Chaser: So skip forward and I find myself outside his place in a nearby town, ready to take that plunge into all the dirty fantasies I had. I messaged him that I was outside and he quickly opened the door and let me in. He was already naked, and as we’d agreed, he told me to strip, which I did, right inside his front door. He pushed me down to my knees and told me to suck his hardening cock. I took it in my mouth, not allowing myself to think too much about the fact that this cock could be toxic. He could be lying about his undetectable status to stealth me. I didn’t think about it too much, but the little thoughts that crossed my mind caused my cock to stir. As I sucked him, he produced a bottle of poppers and held it under my nose, telling me to take big hits. I later found out that these were old formula poppers, strong and pure and they soon made me start deep-throating his big, thick, poz cock with no concern for my wellbeing. Td68: he was a neg hole who wanted poz cock. I was gonna make sure he got it. And those old style poppers did their magic and turned him into a virus seeking animal. Chaser: When he was hard he pulled me up and took me to his lounge, where bareback porn was playing on the big TV. A lucky guy was getting his hole filled at one end, and his mouth filled at the other. I wished I was that guy, and soon I was back on my knees, sucking and sniffing poppers. He kept telling me to suck his poz cock, how he was going to fuck me with it, asking if I wanted to be fucked like the twink on the screen, all of which had me moaning in anticipation of what was to come. I noticed lube and a condom on the table. I had brought condoms with me, but they were in my pocket, and that was by the front door. I could still use his though, if I wanted. Td68: yeah I had condoms, but no way did he want them. And i kept him poppered up and horned up so he kept wanting it. Chaser : We moved through into a bedroom, obviously not his as there were no sheets on the mattress, but lube and poppers available, but no condoms here. I knew that if he fucked me, he intended to do it bareback. He wanted to use my hole, and in my aroused state and flying high on the poppers, I wanted him to. I knew the risks, I knew what could happen, and at that moment I didn’t care. He sucked me. I was hard and horny, but I didn’t want this to be about me getting off. I knew I wouldn’t want to do as much if I came first, so I flipped over onto my front, allowing me easy access to the poppers and him easy access to my hole, which he began to eat. His beard scratched against the sensitive skin around my pre-loosened and cleaned out hole, but his tongue opened me up, teased me and made me wetter, looser and ready for his cock. By the time he finished eating me, I was ready to be fucked. I needed his cock in me and I was telling him that. I told him to fuck me with his poz cock, to stretch me and fill me up. Td68: I love rimming a hole deep before I fuck it. And I knew this guy was horned up by it. He was ready for poz cock, and wouldn't say no. Chaser: He wanted me on my back to start with, but I resisted, staying on my front. I didn’t want access to my cock and I wanted to feel trapped, to feel his weight on me. I guess I wanted to feel that he was in some way raping me, removing my responsibility for the irresponsible action I was about to enter into. Anyway, he obliged and I felt his cock at my hole, probing, searching, ready to fill me. I should mention that I have been preparing myself for this for weeks now. Cleaning out my hole regularly, fingering, using a small toy and using a large toy to open it and make it easy for somebody to get inside while causing me the minimum amount of pain. I’m not into pain and I don’t want to feel that agony of the first penetration when I’m not completely ready. It kills my mood and doesn’t do much for the top. I have now got to the point where I can take a D-Cell Maglite in my hole to a depth of about 6”. It’s not the depth that counts as much as the girth in this case. I know if I can take that, there are few cocks out there that will challenge me when I’m ready! Anyway, back to the bed, and his cock found its mark and he pushed into me, sinking all the way in on the first thrust! No pain for me, but joy for both of us as we realised my fantasy of his raw, poz cock being bare inside me for the first time! When he was sure I was taking it ok, he began to fuck me hole, telling me how he was filling me up, opening me, that he was bareback inside me, toxic, dangerous. I played my role perfectly, taking it like the submissive bottom I am, and even begging him to fuck me. Well nearly. To begin with I asked him to wait, not to fuck me, not to cum in me, not to do it. I told him I was scared. I wanted it but I didn’t want to be poz, I needed it but couldn’t do it… He reassured me and eventually I became that submissive bottom, begging to be fucked, begging to be pozzed, even begging for his load. I could feel my hard cock rubbing against the bare mattress. The sensation was making me even more horny, teasing me, heightening my arousal, but not bringing me closer to getting off my own load! Td68: I loved the feeling of being on top of him but I wanted to see his face, to kiss him deep so we were connected physically at both ends of the opening into his sweet, vulnerable and neg insides. I didn't want him coming too soon because I wanted to sit on that monster fucking meat of his. Chaser: He flipped me over, putting me on my back and lifting my legs onto his shoulders. His cock found its mark again and he was now able to fuck me and look into my eyes, seeing the equal amounts of terror and desire on my face, knowing I was his bitch, there to be bred and take his seed! On my back I was able to touch my cock. I knew what would happen, but I was so aroused I needed to cum badly. I began to play with myself. He encouraged me, seeing how horny I was and knowing, I think, that it would distract me from what he was doing – fucking my raw, vulnerable hole with his hard, toxic cock! I so needed to cum, but he pulled out and lay back on the bed. I knew he wanted me to fuck him, we had discussed it online before meeting. He knew that I don’t normally top, that it doesn’t do it for me for a number of reasons, but today I couldn’t help myself! I slid into his soft, velvety hole, and he took me without a murmur of pain! Clearly he has been preparing too! And so I fucked him, deep and hard, with a primal urge to unload my seed, to cum, to reproduce. The most basic urge of any man, and it had a hold of me like never before, and when I came it was one of the most intense experiences of my entire adult life! Td68: I knew his cock was so big that it would rough up my insides and I'd bleed a little. It didn't hurt, I was amazed, I was so turned on. I took every fucking inch and his face got redder and redder. He was actually begging and crying to cum and eventually I let him unload what felt like a bucket of cum in me. Then I flipped him over, pinned him down and fucked him some more before he could say no. He kissed me deeply as I plowed that neg hole. Chaser : I don’t think he came in me. Honestly, this is a true account, but some of it is now a little hazy. The poppers and the intensity of the emotions and physical sensations I felt have blurred some detail. Everything I have put is true, but there are details missed, such as what happened to his cum. I honestly can’t tell you. But I’m mailing this to him and I want him to fill in the blanks. To add his perspective, to correct my mistakes and to tell you all what a dirty slut I was! There is another reason I’m sending this to him. I want to do it again. I keep revisiting that evening in my head and I want to revisit it for real. I want to get naked for him inside his front door. I want to be high on those amazing poppers again, and I want to be fucked by him again. I’m scared still. I still don’t want to be poz, but I need that feeling again. Please? Traindriver68: Oh yes baby, we will do it again. And again. You can see this hot slut bugchaser and I had a great time. Not only did I get my raw poz cock in him, dripping my poz pre-cum into him, I turned him on so much he was almost insatiable for poz cock. I wanted to get my poz arse juices into his piss slit too, so I sat on his dick. This guy is so conflcited. He wants the bug, he wants the poz juice. He loves the mindgame and when he blew his load inside me it was after telling him how much he was getting my poz arse juices into his big pisslit and cock head, and how tops could pick it up too. Was I undetectable? Well I could have been lying and might be toxic. Did I cum in him? Well, not this time. Am I undetectable? Well, lets just say I was that time but I'm thinking there will be enough of a meds holiday for next time for me to be toxic. He's taken the first step, fucking raw with an undetectable guy. He thinks its safe now, wants the bug but wants me undetectable too. Some mates of mine who are poz and highly toxic will load my hole just before he arrives so this horny fucker plunges into my manhole next time with the risk of three toxic strains, not just one. And I know when I tell him that as I enter him it will drive him fucking crazy! After all, its only a matter of time before chasing gets you that bug, right? Thats how it was with me.

This happened less than hour ago. A local buddy who I fuck regularly was off work and messaged me looking for a load. I hadn't cum for a few days while he had been away on holiday in Spain for a couple of weeks where he thinks he took 30 plus loads! I was gagging to get my raw cock back up his ass so I nipped out on lunch to find his smooth man pussy lubed-up and waiting. Well, after having given his smooth, muscled boy hole a good 30 minutes of intense fucking, I could feel the pressure building! I asked if he wanted my poz load to recharge him and he begged for it. So, with one last push, I filled his ass, balls-deep. I remained in his ass for a few minutes, working my load into him, before popping out and heading home. He messaged to say "Thanks, that was hot, and another guy is on his way over to use your load as lube." He's such a good cumbucket! Now I've gotten myself in the mood to dump a second up him now! lol

NLbear: If I could, I'd find that boy Matt23 and he and his friends could fuck me until my ass was destroyed. I love listening to him.

My (now ex) bf told me on Sunday that he wanted to "still be friends" since he had found a better piece of ass (that he had to be exclusive with if he wanted to fuck it raw...doesn't sound so much better to me). Knowing who this was and a bit about him (we are all "friends") I decided to go over and say "no hard feelings" and smoke the 420 peace pipe together. I showed up w/ my tight tank-top, cockring and tight gym shorts on...just because. And so we smoked, and smoked...and then I made him smoke some more. Once he was mostly out of it I started to play w/ this fuckers hole. Poking and rimming it and he's backing up right onto me. So I figure...why not lay my seed in there first before my ex! And I spit on my cock! Before he could say anything I was already balls deep in his ass and he was moaning for more! 5 minutes later that ass was bred and I left! I went out to find my own fun and texted my ex saying he should go check on his new boy. (And this was the first time I've topped in 6 years...maybe times are changing for me!)

Yep, this slut has asked for it again. Cant fucking wait. Here is a shot he took last time as I fucked his neg hole with my poz cock!

The Hitch-Hiker (Part 2 – Julian) I tried to open a conversation with Julian, but since the blow job event he seemed to be stubborn. “I hope you don’t spoil everything later, when you meet the others….” I mentioned. “The others?” Julian asked scared. “You can believe it or not, I do care about your future and I am asking myself, how will you cope with it?” I asked him nicely. “That’s none of your business.” Julian sulked. The area we passed right now was desert like. We drove for a while already down a street, which was hardly used for normal traffic. This route got used by truckers only. Business guys….. I grinned evilly. My feeling was, that Julian may be 18 years old, but he seemed to be very inexperienced and easily to manipulate. “Well, I wanted to suggest something to you. It entered my mind, when you told me about your past and the gifts you have been giving by nature. Let’s look at the objective data: You didn’t finish your school – that’s a minus! You got not qualifications whatsoever in business… workmanship or such – also a no go. You got no connections – not good! And you got no money – which really is a problem. Now, let’s see if you got other stuff you could contribute: You are able to suck and swallow – which could be helpful. You suck dicks for let’s say 5 dollars. If you swallow the junk, you can charge more money on it, let’s say 5 dollars in additional. You could earn 10 dollars just for a blowjob with swallowing. You should always prefer that and advertise it, that you swallow every load offered. Hmm… I didn’t check your anal finesse yet, but since your father and his friends enjoyed using you for anal gangbangs, you might got some professional possibilities here also. Always offer anal sex, since you can charge at least 20 dollars for it. Advertise it, that you do it without a condom – which would again add 5 dollars to the normal price.” I explained my thoughts to Julian. He opened up by answering, if this wouldn’t be too low on the price scale, although he personally had no idea what a whore would claim for his offers. I agreed, but then I told him that many guys were already working as whores. There was simply too much competition and he should show his costumers from the beginning, that he would offer his body for fair prices. “You just have to suck more guys and let more costumers fuck you, this way you earn a lot more doe and the guys would rather choose you, because of the low charges.” Julian nodded understandingly. “If you allow several guys to gangbang you, it would be perfect to give them some discount. Since you are serving two or more people, you are earning fast money. But you need to encourage and advertise that over and over again, that gang-bangers are welcome into your body.” I told Julian. The discount should be a great offer to the guys to incite taking this special offer and show up with 3 or more guys. Julian didn’t get it…. so I calculated the stuff for him. Stupid whore… 25 dollars for one guy, let’s say…. 30 minutes duration. So Julian would collect 75 dollars in 90 minutes, if everything turns out fine. If he would discount gangbangers (10 dollars each guy) he would earn in 30 minutes with three guys banging the shit out of him 45 dollars. If he could repeat this 3 times (90 Minutes) it would sum up to 135 dollars. He would get, in the same amount of time, 60 extra dollars. “That would be awesome.” Julian cheered loudly. I smiled, nodded and thought… ‘Yeah bitch. Splendid - you stupid cunt.’ “And for the beginning I wanted to show you a place, which might be really a good location for a first timer like you, with no competition at all, but lots of possible customers” I said. Julian looked around but all he could see was only desert. “That’s the clue. We will drive to a parking lot, which is the only spot in this desert. No gas station or restaurant, which would only make it harder to whore around without getting in trouble. You can make yourself a name there. You could offer yourself to the truckers, right in their rigs or at the latrine of course. There is also a deserted hut close to the latrine. You could set up a room for you there and sleep on a mattress while waiting for costumers” I sounded cheerfully. This way the guys, who knew Julian was sleeping in the hut, could enter the place and simply use Julian’s body and give him the cash immediately. So Julian would not have to be at the latrine 24 hours offering his body. He could rest a bit from time to time and still be available with his holes. I knew there was already a mattress in the hut and it got used quite regularely. Julian would have an easy job there. I advised him to sleep on his belly. It would make the service so much easier for his customers. “But how can I get food or something to drink, if I got no transport….” he interjected. I thought about it and told him that he could lower the prices and instead of charging 25 Dollars for unprotected anal intercourse… he should ask for 15 Dollars and an old burger. The latrine would hold most of the time water, so he shouldn’t die of thirst and most of the time the urinals would be blocked. So there would be always enough to drink, directly out of the urinals or the latrine itself. Julian thought about it silently. “I don’t know…. I feel insecure about this” he answered. “You would be out of your step-dad’s radar and you could try this kind of job out, at least for a week. Who knows, maybe you will have earn enough money to buy yourself a brand new car by then” I lied. Julian’s eyes sparkled. “You think so?” he asked excited. “If you don’t deny any customer, then you should be rich in no time” I gave him a winning smile. You should not care about the looks so much or the age. It is only important that your customer-service is brilliant. Just offer your body to all the guys who are willing to pay for your holes and then let them in and milk their dicks. It’s an easy job. You simply keep your legs apart for strangers and welcome them if they shoot their junks in your body. With this gratitude you make sure, that those guys will come back to you again to abuse your body over and over again – and I think you might make it.” Of course there might be heterosexual men, who would deny his service and still then I told Julian he could sell other services to those possible customers. He could offer them, to drink their piss out of the latrine or they could pay for punching him or beating him up. Of course he should set rules for such a service, like no beating to the face or no bone crushing. Julian was scared of this idea, but I told him he should give it a try – at least he could earn a couple of dollars for this kind of stuff, if no other costumer is available for a fuck. To get the motor running I suggested I could ‘play’ his first costumer. I would ask him loudly at the latrine how much he would take for bareback assfuck and would hand him the money. Of course he would have to give me the money back later on. This was only part of the advertisement, so that people would know he is a professional and that I could shoot my toxic load into him. I told him I was sure, that some of the other guys, would take the opportunity and ask about the prices, and he would be in business. Julian nodded and agreed to do it that way. “Excellent….” I said with a smile....

So, Friday the 26th of August, I took a day off work to hook up with this guy I knew was recently sero converted. Mark had been pozzed a couple months ago and as far as I knew was on meds. We had fucked before. He is a versatile bottom and a multiple cummer. I knew I could count on him for multiple loads! I showed up at his place shortly after 8 am and we were naked and into it minutes later. After about thirty or forty minutes of foreplay, kissing, sucking, rimming, jacking and so on, I begged him to fuck me. Mark had me lay on my stomach and, while I shifted poppers, he lubed me up and then pushed his hard cock inside me. Wonderful! I was being fucked by a poz guy I knew, without protection. If you have followed any of my posts, you know I'm skipping PreP several days a week. Well, I arranged our play time on Monday and, knowing he was poz, I stopped taking my pills that night. So, no PreP for me for six days (I skipped Saturday, too). I knew mark was on meds but just skipping PreP made the sex incredible for me! As expected, he came in my ass six times, once in my mouth, and had three dry orgasms. I was so aroused ,I managed to top him and blew my load in his ass after a good 15 minutes of thrusting. So hot! After, we were cuddling and kissing and so on and he commented that it was a good thing I was I on PreP because he had some problems with drug interactions for HIV treatment with some other meds he was on, and he wasn't actually "undetectable". I asked him what his VL was and he said 400,000 last time he was tested, three weeks ago. I kissed him and told him I'd stopped taking PreP nearly a week ago. He just hugged me, then said "I need an hour before I can come again." I gave him that hour, and he gave me more. Im taking this Friday off, too!

THE NEWEST STAFF MEMBER Part 1: MeaTing the appliCUNTS “NEXT!” Riley called at full volume into the large gymnasium/impromptu waiting room, before glancing up and realizing there was only one kid still waiting to interview for the sales position. “Oh sorry kid…didn’t see you there…you know this position is for 18 or older, right?” “Yessir,” responded the lad who Riley guessed to be 15 at the oldest, based on his height, smooth skin, round cheeks and the layer of baby fat still clinging to his trim frame. Sensing the older man’s disbelief, the boy produced his Velcro wallet by tugging on the chain connecting it to his neon green belt, which contained a driver’s license that showed him to be 18 only two weeks before. “See dude…I mean, sir. Just turned 18 on the 23rd of last month.” “I see that,” Riley said, still examining the ID. The edge of the window containing the laminated sheet conveniently covered the expiration date, making the man smirk to himself. He remembered using the same trick when using his cousin’s expired ID to get into clubs in college. Still the boy was able to answer all the trick questions Riley could come up with (what is your sign? Isn’t your house right down the street from ______? I guess that means you graduated in _____?), so he let it drop and turned his attention to the kid’s application as he turned to head back into the office. “I don’t wanna waste your time young man,” Riley said to the boy, offering him a seat across the small desk from where he’d set up his laptop. “We’re looking for someone with some sales experience, and the only work you’ve done is mowing lawns and walking dogs.” “If you give me a chance Mr. um” The boy paused, realizing he’d forgotten to catch Riley’s name when he announced it to the group earlier that morning. “Marx. Riley Marx.” The older man reminded him, smirking again at the inexperience the teen showed. “Seriously?” The boy’s face widened with a smile, making him seem even younger. “Riley is my name too!” “Is that so?” Marx returned the smile as he glanced down at the application the teen filled out and turned into him. “This says your name is Robert Dawson.” “Uh, yeah.” The boy’s voice cracked as his mind sped to find an explanation. “that’s, you know, my, um, legal name. Everyone just, um, CALLS me Riley, cause, um, my Dad’s name is Robert too and that way we don’t get mixed up.” It was more likely that this young man really was named Riley and the ID and name belonged to a similar looking older brother or perhaps even a family friend, but Riley Marx decided he would let it slide since the boy seemed so relieved that he was not asking any follow up questions. Instead he sat back and listened to the determined teen insist that, given the chance, he’d prove himself to be a hard worker, quick learner and dedicated employee. He told a sad tale of his acceptance into a program at the nearby community college, but being unable to afford it as the 5th of 7 kids. It was tempting to hire the boy, but Marx knew better than to give in to such fancies when corporate sent him to handle the hiring of a new sales force at jobfairs like this one. They cared very little about sweet stories and high hopes in comparison to high volume sales and technical know-how. Heartbroken, the boy stood and shook the hand of the 43 year old interviewer and walked slowly towards the door, nodding along as he heard the same reasons he’d heard at every interview he’d been to since dropping out of school and getting his GED. As he was about to step back into the gym, now eerily quiet and lonely with no one left waiting, he stopped and turned to make one last plea. “Please sir, I gotta get some money and move out on my own. I can’t take another day sleeping in a room with my 3 brothers, sharing one bathroom between the 9 of us,” the younger Riley begged, his eyes welling up with tears. The older Riley was still ready to stand firm until the boy uttered the three most perfect words: “I’ll do anything.” “I can’t hire you for the company,” Riley Marx repeated, causing the boy to look down and sigh, but his gaze shot up as the man continued. “But, if you’re willing, I’ve been looking for someone to work for me as a pool cleaner, grounds keeper and general go-fer at my house. I can’t pay much, but you could stay in the basement while you’re working for me, and there should be plenty of spare time for you to find another part-time job and perhaps even start school again.” “I’LL TAKE IT! ” The boy shouted, lunging back into the room and thrusting his hand into the older man’s palm. “Thanks so much dude, this is awesome-“ “Not so fast!” The man said, stopping the pumping hand grasping his own, and pulling the teen in slightly. “If I’m gonna put my ass on the line for you, there will be no more of this Dude stuff. It will be Sir or Mr. Marx, and I will call you Riley or kid, got it?” “Yes Ri- I mean Yes sir, Mr. Marx.” The teen was a quick study. “Good, and one more thing,” Mr Marx lowered his voice and pulled the teen even closer, until his sandy brown mop of hair was so near to Mr. Marx’ nose that he could smell the cheap shampoo and sweet scent of hair gel, making his dick begin to harden inside his designer briefs. “I can’t have my neighbors thinking I hired some random kid off the streets or wake up to your parents banging on my door, demanding I return their little boy, so as far as your family is concerned, you tell them you’ve got a job working as a camp counselor and won’t be able to call or text or anything except occasionally email. If anyone near my house asks, you’re my nephew, and you’re living with me until you find a job, understood kid?” “Yes sir, Mr Marx. Thank you sir!” They shared a momentary “bro-hug” (one arm pat on the back while shaking the other arm) and the teen dashed off with instructions to check his email when he got home, where he would find Mr. Marx address and the time and day that weekend he was to arrive. Now that the kid was gone, Marx wasted no time in opening his laptop, freeing his hard cock from his khakis and briefs and setting to work to find the boy on social media. With the help of the 20 year old female profile, (Tricia) he’d created to aid in such searches, he quickly landed on the home page, blog and profile of one Riley Dawson. Jerking furiously, he scrolled through album after album of pictures from school dances, summer parties, family vacations, until he found some pictures from a friend’s slumber party with a lock on them. Two lines of flirting with the boy who’d posted them and a friend request from Tricia was all it took to get the password and Marx had to slow his stroking to stop from cumming right then and there. From start to finish, the photos showed the kid and a few buddies performing a strip show for some girls, each lad eventually ending up in nothing but a sock pulled on over his semi-hard teen tent pole. Some of the teens were better hung or more ripped, but none of them had the cute, innocent, cherubic look that Riley Dawson had. Plus, the kid was nearly hairless from head to toe, except for a light dusting under each arm, a slight trail from his belly button to his “sock” and some peach fuzz on his calves, forearms and buns. The most promising pictures appeared once the boys were back in their boxers though. A set showing the underage party goers enjoying a bottle of jack daniels, jello shots and a very large bong with a huge bowl filled to the brim with green, sticky-looking weed. The last photo in the collection featured the kid, bong in one hand, plastic cup filled with jack and coke in the other, as he exhaled a mighty cloud of smoke towards the camera. Jumping up with his pants around his ankles and dashing as best he could to the door, Marx locked it and shut the blinds over the window looking out from the rec center office onto the empty gym. He could hear the sounds of kids playing ball in the next gym over and occasionally their coach’s whistle, but he risked the possibility of being found in favor of smoking while jerking to the photos of his new guest. Whipping out his glass bubble, he sparked the torch and melted the crystal puddle inside it. His hand left his throbbing 9 inch prime cut of meat long enough to take a massive hit from the pipe, before setting it aside and continuing his work. He imagined how easy it was going to be to convince the kid to try smoking tina, and with a small dose of g to ease the road, how much fun they’d have once he had the kid, nude, lubed and stuffed full of his massive member. Closing his eyes and seeing the teen’s smile, he heard the boy’s voice repeat over and over “I’ll do anything” and could see his face change into a gasp of ecstasy as his imaginary penis covered them both in boycum, while his sweet virgin hole took every inch of Marx meat until he was swallowed entirely by boybuns. Fountains of sperm erupted from the perverted drug-dealing middle-aged man’s cock at that moment. The desk, keyboard, screen, cheap carpet, squeaky old rolling chair, his shirt, pants, briefs, tie and even the calendar pinned up behind him all received a healthy shot of seamen across them, soaking in where they could, and otherwise drying until sticky and crusty white. When the last spasm shook his body, Mr. Marx collected himself, emailed the photos to a couple of friends and packed up his belongings. The idea of cleaning his fluids from the office furniture or at least wiping off the boys basketball calendar crossed his mind, but he decided to leave things as they were, since no one would be back to this office for a few hours anyway, and by then the stains would be mistaken for spilled soda or sunscreen. “Shit,” Mr. Marx stopped just outside the door to the exit, and turned instead to the locker room, since he could see the splash of cum across his oxford, tie and pants now that he was under the fluorescent lights of the gym once more. Standing at the sink, he dabbed the spots with cold water, and while he saved the shirt and khakis, he knew there was no chance for the tie. Untying it and pulling it from round his neck, he rolled it up and tucked it in his pocket, deciding to save it anyway, his mind filling with naughty thoughts of how many ways he could use it to restrain his new teenage boytoy. His cock was hard again, so he turned around and walked back towards the stalls, only stopping when he heard a soft moan coming from a changing booth at the far end of the lockerroom. Glancing down to where it originated, he had a hard time seeing since the lights were out at that end and the sun had set enough to only give a soft glow through the frosted glass bricks that lined the top of the stalls. Still, he couldn’t miss the unmistakable sound of a lighter clicking and a boy coughing while an older voice whispered “that’s good boy. Take another hit then get back to sucking my cock.” Sneaking closer, careful to be as quiet as possible, Mr. Marx smiled as the occupants came into view. The older voice belonged to the Basketball coach and Mr. Marx longtime friend who allowed him to use the gym for interviews. The young coughs belonged to a teen from the team, who was so busy puffing at the pipe and thrusting his hard cock against the coach’s, that he never saw the two old pervs share a smile and the coach signal for Mr. Marx to come join them. The boy choked and coughed on his huge cloud, but the coach wasted no time before shoving the young college bound ball player’s head towards his hefty 8 inch uncut black meat. With his mouth impaled on the black battering ram, no one heard his muffled scream as Mr. Marx unleashed his dripping dick and speared it up the boy’s hole. Crying and struggling, the boy was no match for the two older, more experienced men, who had raped barely legal lads like him for nearly twenty years together. It wasn’t until he was so defeated that he went limp that his arms were allowed to fall from where the coach had twisted them behind his back. Knees buckling, he only whimpered as they twirled him onto his back on the changing booth floor and continued tag teaming his hole while feeding him hit after hit off the pipe. Soon he had two sizeable cumloads inside him, and his own boyjizz splattered all over his smooth tan abs, team jersey, and smeared across his coffee colored lips and burgeoning black moustache. “Thanks for letting me get in on that,” Marx said as the men watched the teen limp to his beaten-up old sedan and speed off towards home. Experience told him not to worry about the young man possibly reporting him for rape. To young latin studs like him, masculinity was everything, and if it got out that he’d taken the sperm of a black stallion and some white business man, he’d be dead to his family, and never be able to find a woman who would marry him. “I’ll text you this weekend, Coach, once my new pool boy moves in and you can return the favor after I break in his virgin ass.” “Sounds good Mr. Marx,” The muscular black 47 year old replied as they parted ways in the parking lot. “Been awhile since we shared a virgin, you gonna invite all the guys?” “Maybe,” Marx replied, feeling his dick throb again. “we’ll see if I think he can survive a gang bang like that…” End of part 1

Let me start by saying that this isn't fiction but a true story! About 6 months ago i was on my profile page just looking around, when a message came in from a very cute looking 18y/o twink. He wrote that he was looking for someone experienced to finally fuck him. He told me that at earlier dates with guys his own age it they stopt trying after a few attempts, I explained to him how i would have opened his ass. His excitement grew more and more the longer we talked. after a few hours he asked me if he could come by. I said 'Yes', but explained him that i like to play on chems and that i play bare. It became very quiet at the other side, but after nearly a minute he said 'No problem'. i was glad because i already had a date planned with a 21 y/o kinky twink that wanted to try fisting, but he never showed up and his phone was switched off. Within 20 minutes the young twink arrived and i open the door in gear with my hard cock sticking out. He looked surprised maybe a little anxious, but i saw that he made up his mind. He gathered his courage and came inside. 'Clothes off!' i ordered. He replied with 'can't we talk first'. 'Yes, but only when we are on the same level... i'm nude so...' i said. He started to take off his clothes. A very hot body emerged and looking at his semi-hard dick i had to conclude that his was a bit bigger than mine. We started talking but after a while i noticed that his left eye wandered off. He tried watching the porn that i put on just before he arrived. I could see the immediate effect because his dick started growing. i ask if he knew how big it was but he answer that he never measured it. 'i be write back with a tape-measurer and something to drink for us both' i said. When i came back i asked if i could measure his dick, he nodded. He came less than halve a centimeter short to reach 23cm (about 9 inches). We can have lots off fun with that monster i laughed. He picked up his glass to drink. So i gave him 2 pills; one ecstasy-pill and an erection-pill. 'I don't want to do chems' he told me. I said to him that i was very disappointed because i explicitly told him. 'I know, but i'm scared' he answered. He continued: 'Swallowing pills, mixing chems with your drink or putting a needle in your arm. It just makes me freeze up. If i didn't know i was taking or getting then it would love to do it, but there's no way i wouldn't know'. I nodded and told him it was okay, but in my mind i already had a plan to get him high without noticing the administering. He leaned and kissed me and then he went lower and start sucking my cock. i pushed his head down and rammed my cock deeper, he started to choke. He came up for air, ao i give him a few tips to counter the gag reflex. A few extra breathes and he want down again. With every time i pushed my cock deep in hist throat he became more relaxed and i could feel his throat accepting the brutal skull fucking. His cock was rock hard so i pushed him on his back and started licking his cock. When his dick was dripping with my spit and his precum i grab his cock and with one move i let myself slide upon his dick. He asked if i had used a condom. 'What do you feel?' i answered. 'Just close your eyes and compare this feeling to all the times you fucked with a condom. Feel the wetness, feel the heat. Flesh stroking flesh'. He closed his eyes and i saw his face change. He was loving it and he started to moan. After a while he opened his eyes and pushed me off him. He grabbed my legs put them on his shoulder. He rammed his dick in my ass an started drilling my ass. The full length disappeared with every thrust in my ass. He pounded me for at least 15 minutes none-stop. Sweat was running from his face. I was flying high on the way he was ravaging my asshole. OMG where did this kid learn this?! 'i'm close, i'm summing' he said. He tried to pull out but i grab his hips and pulled them in close. 'I want you to flood my ass with your cum' i moaned. He didn't have time to respond because at that moment his dick shot thick warm streams of jizz deep in my ass. I could feel how his seed was flowing inside of me, filling me. We stayed locked for a while then he pulled his cock out and saw his seed oozing out my ass. 'I have never came like this before. i have the idea that i'm completely drained' he said with a big smile. 'Do you want a short break before i fuck and breed your ass?'. He nodded first and then he started to stutter 'you may fuck me without, but you have to promise that you take it out before you come'. He was relieved when I told him that i wouldn't do anything he didn't want me to do. But I knew that it wouldn't be long before he is begging me to shoot my hot load deep in his ass and knowing that my 'special' dna is merging with his. [To be continued]

Although I'm just 23, I’m having the time of my short life, yeah, I'm having a blast. But let me back up quite a few years and start at the beginning. I am the third boy in a family of five boys. My younger brother Tim is 18 months younger than me and my two older brothers Scott and Matt, are four and six years older respectively. After the birth of my youngest brothers, Mom got really sick. Although she hung on for almost eight years, she eventually succumbed to the illness that beset her. Not surprisingly Dad was distraught trying to raise five boys who ranged in age from eight to just shy of sixteen, and Dad especially had trouble dealing with me, his middle son, who was somewhat effeminate. Tim was also a handful, particularly in dealing with the loss of his mother. Although I had become his major caregiver, Dad didn’t want me, his flamboyant son, unduly influencing his youngest child, so Dad called on his best friend (who we all knew as Uncle Jack), a buddy Dad knew from college, who, while he was a bit like me, (he definitely had his Diva moments) but also could pull off the straight macho attitude. In any event, Dad asked Jack if he would raise me, which wasn't nearly as unreasonable as it might sound. Uncle Jack lived quite nearby, so I wouldn’t need to change schools, and I could visit my brothers whenever I wanted. Now you may thought my math skills were a little off since I mentioned five brothers and only listed four. Well, the fifth is my twin brother Kyle. Although we're identical twins, he is completely at odds in behavior and taste. Well you now have met my family. I’m Jake and I now live with my real uncle Rod, my little brother Tim lives with us as well and Kyle uses Uncle Rod's home as basecamp for his job. So when I was about ten my father sent me to live with his college chum and best bud, Uncle Jack. Jack was 6'4", and about 220 pounds, so he was a mountain of a man, a macho guy, a real man. I imagine my father thought Uncle Jack would be a good role model for me, and so I did. It didn't hurt that he was also very handsome and quite well off. The first year there were a lot of adjustments to make, daily routines, chore schedules and generally just really getting to genuinely know each other, but by the time my 12th birthday rolled around, I realized Uncle Jack and I shared some very similar qualities: we both enjoyed the company of very cute young men. It was common for Jack to have a guest over from his office, or an acquaintance from a local hangout, all of whom ranged from 18 to around 25. Jack also hung-out with a group of men in the range of 35 to early fifties. I always enjoyed the attention the guys and men would shower on me, though none of them touched me inappropriately. By the time I reached 15 or 16, I began noticing that some of the guys would stay over, as I now stayed up later it was obvious that these boys and men, would retire to my Uncle Jack's bedroom after they thought I was asleep. In actuality, however, I was often awake, playing games on my computer or phone, and I overheard Uncle Jack's moans and groans, as well as those of his current guest, as the noises filtered down the hallway. I was inwardly pleased to know Uncle Jack, a macho man, was just essentially like me, even if, unlike me, he was not a virgin. I kept Uncle Jack's secret from my brothers and especially Dad, as I slowly got closer to Kyle and Tim, and seemingly more distant from Scott and Matt, with my older brothers actually bulling me and calling me Faggot and Queer. I just disregarded them as Uncle Jack had taught me that it was their problem that they couldn’t accept me. As my 18th birthday approached Kyle asked if he could spend the night, I of course jumped at the chance to be with my twin, although we had opposite temperaments we shared looks and almost identical bodies, Kyle played more sports and hit the gym more frequently than me but I still had a six pack, to his eight pack. Uncle Jack had a friend come over and cook us a really good dinner, and Kyle and I played Xbox games up till about 10 o’clock, when we headed to my room and got ready for bed. As I lay there in my shorts next to my hunky brother I was nervous and excited, what if he noticed my boner, then I looked down and noticed his ample bulge which like mine was hardening and tenting his shorts. I looked over at Kyle and he had a gleam in his eyes “I love you Jake, you know in a few hours we’ll both be 18” “I know” Kyle leaned over towards me and tentatively placed his lips on mine and began kissing me, his hand found my bulge and began kneading it through my basketball shorts, my hand soon found his bulge and I noticed the fabric was quite damp, as mine was most assuredly, our kissing became very passionate, our tongues probing the others oral cavities “I had no clue you had gay tendencies” I quizzed him “We are twins, and while I may view things differently, thanks to Dad, I’ve been Queer for you since I was about 12” I was taken aback, my twin has had the hots for me for 6 years and I hadn’t realized it, he soon was on top of me offering his cock to my lips, which I gladly opened as he sunk his large phallus into my mouth, we were both about the same size 9.5 inches, as I took him down my throat I could taste his precum, the nectar which had sustained my jerkoff sessions as I sucked my own dick in the previous months, listening to Jack pummeling or being pummeled just down the hall. I slid off of Kyles glistening cock, pushed him aside and before he could react “Have you ever done this?” I rolled up on my shoulder blades and pointed my dripping cock toward my mouth the relaxing my back slid just over half my cock “Fuck no, but let me try” Kyle followed my lead and rolled back on his shoulder blades and took his cock into his mouth, I had turned my brother onto a talent he had no idea he possessed, I went back to sucking my cock really getting the precum flowing. Kyle unwound himself and began playing with my ass, wetting a finger and rubbing it on my pucker, then he dove in and began licking my hole occasionally fingering the opening, the grandfather clock in the hall chime twelve and I soon found my twin brother with three fingers working in my hole alongside his tongue. My cock was flooding my mouth and throat with precum when Kyle stopped his ministrations on my ass, I felt empty then I felt his slimy cock press into my hole, first the head drooling precum into my gaping hole then an inch or two slid down into my opening “I’ve never fucked a guy before, but I always wanted you to be my first, you see like you I’ve saved myself for my true love, my brother” By the time he made his confession his entire cock had eased its way into my rectal cavity and I could feel the underside brushing my prostate he pumped in and out about ten to fifteen times before announcing he was too close and blasted my interior walls with his white cream. I was close too, as he pulled out with a pop I rolled off my shoulders and felt my ass, dripping with my brother’s cream, I scooped up what was dripping from my gaping hole and smeared it onto Kyles quivering pucker, I fingered his cum into his hole, scooping up freshly escaping semen from my ass lips, and pushing it into his until I was able to get three fingers past his sphincter, my cock was dripping precum on his hole as well as I slid my cock into Kyle, I could only imagine this is how it felt to slide into me. I was balls deep in my brother, I rolled onto my side bringing Kyle with me, my cock still pumping in and out as my hips gyrated, holding my twin in my arms as my cock worked his inner gut. As it already well past midnight, although he was hard and drooling precum I soon heard Kyle drift into a sound slumber, I pumped a silent load into his intestine and continued fucking him for a while longer before feeling another load building up “Ah fuck, god your ass is so….., ggggggooooodddddd, take my load bro” I spewed my load into his ass, he barely awoke, as l hugged him closer we fell asleep with my still hard cock buried in his chute It felt great having Kyle in my arms, I only fantasized about actually having sex, let alone having it be my twin. Around three in the morning I felt the mattress sink on both sides waking me slightly, thinking Kyle had gotten up, but wait my cock is still buried in Kyle’s hole, then I felt a large cock sliding into my crevice, a hand slid over my mouth as my cock slid from his hole. A mouth moved in and began sucking my rod, while the phallus at my back door pushed into my hole, Uncle Jack whispered in my ear “Relax, your 18 now so I can legally have you to play with, I’ve raised you to be a good queer boy, now just enjoy the ride” I looked over to see Kyle being fucked by one of Jacks friends who had attended dinner with us, Jack was thicker than Kyle or I so he stretched my hole out, and fucked a lot rougher, which I soon discovered I liked, I suddenly realized that there was also a small group of guys surrounding the bed, all jerking their cocks “Don’t worry they’ll all get a chance to breed you” uncle Jack told me With that my hole got wetter as Jack bred my no longer virgin hole. Jack pulled out slowly as one of his 18 year old buddies climbed on the bed and entered my hole, rolling me over and having me ride his long but thin cock, a small brown bottle was placed under my nose, I was told to inhale, my head got fuzzy, and a warmth spread over my body, I took another hit and another, the sensation of the inhalant was awesome I didn’t realize a second cock had penetrated my ass, the twink and the bear daddy were working together to breed my now distended hole. I had been making out with the 18 year old as I rode his cock, as the daddy bear pulled me back in a bear hug I noticed for the first time the scorpion encircling the twinks nipple, the bear pulled my head around into a kiss, and I saw the 20 something that was Fucking Kyle had a bio hazard on his hip as I looked around the room at all the guys who were going to take turns on our asses almost all had some form of tattoo, signifying Poz. I settled back into getting fucked as the twink blew his load into my cummy cavity. Six more men bred me and Kyle before dawn some came back around to fill us a second time, Jack was keeping score on my white board. I had taken 3 more loads than Kyle. As each guest finished off they would hug and kiss Jack goodnight, then collect their clothes and depart. Finally as the sun began to appear in the window Jack settled down and impaled Kyle while his bear buddy Keith entered me, they forced Kyle and I together in the middle of the bed, we began making out as they pumped us with our final loads. As Jack and Keith finished off filling our holes, they each slipped a medium butt plug in, so as not to soil the linens. Jack let us sleep in and finally woke us around noon, we were covered in dried cum and in spots were almost glued together from falling asleep in the cummy bed cuddled together. Keith and jack escorted us to the bathroom and stood us in the shower as they each worked the butt plugs out of our asses, then turned the water on to wash us down, they left the room as Kyle and I explored each other’s bodies, although it was like exploring our own. Dad threw us a birthday party at his house and Tim hung on me, I started to wonder if my little 16 year old brother was having feelings for me and Kyle, feelings which dad would not approve of. The party ended early around 7 o’clock and Kyle and I returned to Uncle Jack’s house. Where much to our surprise was a more adult party, with go-go boys and hot bears, cubs, otters, all the types of boys and men I had associated with Jack over the years. It started out with some tunes and mingling and ended with Kyle and I being escorted down to what I thought was an old wine cellar, sure there were racks for wine bottles, but beyond there was a door that lead to a kinky room with benches and slings and various leather equipment. Hands began undressing Kyle and I, then we were then led to an apparatus and strapped in Uncle Jack then spoke “we have been waiting for you two to turn 18 so now on your birthday we will welcome you into the brotherhood” With that a tall thin black guy started rubbing his big cock on my hole, and a Asian guy started on Kyle, neither used much lube and our asses ripped as we got fucked, Jack and Keith took turns on us as well, after about 6 or seven loads each we were set free and allowed to roam, Kyle found a hot daddy who wanted his cock sucked, then wanted to be fucked with what he said could be our last negative loads, I found a hot 20 twink who wanted to be fucked rough and bred deep. In all between Kyle and me we took 30 loads and bred 7 guys. About two months later Kyle was over visiting as we Planned Tim’s 17th birthday party, and we both had sore throats and were running hot and cold. Jack suggested that he stay the night to avoid the cool night air. By the next morning I was nauseous, fevers, muscle aches, just plain old really shitty feeling, Kyle wasn’t quite as bad but he too had caught something. Jack and Keith nursed us for three days then suggested we head over to his doctor. At the doctor’s office they swabbed the inside of our cheeks and took some blood and did a lot of test, Kyle had to pee in a cup and they swabbed my ass and cock. I was starting to get concerned when Jack came in to be with us from the waiting room “Well ,you little sex pigs, welcome to the brotherhood, you both came back Positive, Kyle it appears you also picked up syphilis and chlamydia, Jake just some chlamydia for you, but your reactive to HPV as well” We looked at Jack who was smiling, and gasped he was so calm about us having STI’s, about then the nurse came in and administered a couple shots to Kyle and pills to me. After the office visit the doctor agreed to come by to discuss the results of the blood test. Kyle and I were dumbstruck and sat in the back seat of the car quiet all the way home

First off. I am so thankful I found this place. I thought i was the only one. I've been a bottom since a very young age. I love the thought of a man feeling me from the inside. making love to me, fucking me, whatever you want to call it. My main mode of meeting men was usually craigslist. I always posted looking for daddies looking for a son or looking for a twink. I have always been very small and petite and when i started meeting men, so many of them even wanted me to dress for them or be as feminine as possible. I liked this very much. When I first started meeting guys, I obviously couldn't host and taking the bus or train or occasionally driving to their place was nerve racking, intense, exhilarating and stressful. I had no idea what was going to happen once i entered that door. Although at first, there were a lot of back and forth discussions on what they were looking for and for the most part, most of the guys were extremely sweet to me because they knew i was young and nervous. Do you have condoms and lube was usually my go to questions. Of course one of my biggest fears besides being murdered was to get and std or HIV. I would usually show up and they were perfect gentlemen and horny and loving my body. so the kissing began and the fore play and then came the sex. almost all of them couldn't wait to get deep inside of me and i had to be the bearer of bad news and sometimes even break the rhythm by making them put on a condom. In the heat of the moment, I almost wouldn't say anything but my brain took over and I made them wrap it up. That was until I met Michael. Michael is a 44 year old real estate salesman. We met on craigslist and he was an awesome guy. First we met in public and he was very affectionate, caring and attentive. It wasn't long before we were in his car and i was blowing him (our first meeting we didn't have a lot of time) He had the biggest cock I had ever seen in real life and his load was huge. We exchanged phone numbers and not even an hour later, we were texting each other. Both of us couldn't wait to see each other again. The only problem was that he was a married man. The good thing was that he had multiple houses that we could go to that were for sale and the owners had already moved so we had free reign of the houses. Some were huge homes with pools that we would spend all day at and others were cute little apartments. He was so big that I was having a really hard time taking him inside of me. So one night, it was the first time I had been to his real house where his wife and kids lived. They were gone for 10 days. I came over, he had dinner made and we drank champagne and he even bought me a cute little girly outfit. when we moved to the living room, we were kissing and i couldn't keep my hands off of him and he couldn't off of me. I went to my knees and my daddies beautiful cock was throbbing for me. He knelled down and looked at me and held up a brown bottle. He said, these are poppers and they are going to help us make love tonight. He showed me how they worked and then he held them to my nose. He closed one nostril and told me to inhale. Then he held the other nostril and told me to inhale. my body turned warm and all i wanted to do was swallow his entire cock. it made me an amazing cocksucker because he kept stopping me to kiss so he didn't cum. I was hooked. I wanted more. He picked me up and carried me to him and his wife's bed. He laid me down on my back and started and my toes and worked up my legs and sucked me for a little bit. then kissed up my tummy and over my nipples and my collar bone then to my ear and he told me he wanted to get me pregnant. at this point i would have let him shoot heroin between my toes if he asked. so he went back don and lifted my legs up and my hole was wide open for him and he ate me out. then he but my legs back down and scooted his legs closer and to open me up. he lubed himself up and positioned the head of his cock right over my boy pussy. then he open the brown bottle and did the same as before, one nostril then the other. he wrapped his arms around me and was looking into my eyes and whispering to me. i love you jamie, each word i could feel more and more pressure. another hit of poppers and his head was in, kissing me deeply in and out telling me how good i felt. I loved the thought of this man inside of me. I love the thought we were in his wifes bed and i loved when he told me he wanted to get me pregant. i opened even wider. i felt so dirty and i loved it. his balls were slapping my cheeks and i was begiing for him to fill me. he pumped harder and harder, veins in his head and he looked into my eyes and said, im cummmmmming baby. he pulsated inside of me for 10 minutes as our sweaty bodies remained ambraced. I fell in love with this man because he barebacked me. his dna was inside of me. i was hooked. over the next few days we made love in every room of his house and even on his deck. this led me down the path of meeting men, acting so sweet and innocent and asking if they had lube and condoms but once poppers were introduced or other chems, i was going to be open for them. I had turned into a bareback slut. I couldnt get enough. i loved to play the game where the guy even begged and pleaded that he was clean. there were the other times when i was stealthed and even though i knew what he did and i wanted it, i acted like i didnt. those guys i didnt see again because they were liars, they just didnt know i knew. well, there were a couple i saw again because they had good chems. Im still neg at this point and its not that i dont worry about getting std's. its just that i lose control when the sexual situation occurs. Am I a bad person

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Continuation...a little long. Had to resolve a few plot points. It should heat up again next chapter. I think. _______________________________ Chapter 13) The gang bang had ended, and the thoroughly cowed faculty had been sent on their way, warned that if they complained, got medical treatment or went to the police, the video of them raping me would be posted on the internet and forwarded to the president of the university, the cops and the news media. I wanted to ruin them, but quietly: have my dad negotiate a huge financial settlement for all the guys in the frat, and as an additional condition demand the immediate resignation of all five of them. Or maybe just four. The “straight” math teacher – Larry – had turned into a complete cum dump. He was moaning to be fucked again after Mike and I had finished, so Carlos stepped up and rammed his enormous dick in Larry’s butt, shot another load and rubbed another one out of the so-called straight guy. He might be the best candidate as a puppet faculty advisor if I couldn’t convince everyone to play it my way, and we just held the threat of annihilation over the Gang of Five Creeps. But for now I was contemplating climbing the steep, narrow stairs. Every bone in my body hurt, I was hungry and exhausted; I shook my head and moaned, “I’ll have to sleep down here until I’m strong enough to make it up the stairs.” “Don’t worry baby, I’ll carry you,” said Carlos, as he hoisted me over his shoulder in a fireman’s carry. “This is how we got you upstairs last night.” Had it only been a day? It felt like weeks…months. Once we made it to the basement level from the sub-basement, he shifted me so that he was now cradling me against his chest. “I’m sorry baby,” he murmured. “For what?” I asked. “I said I wouldn’t let anybody hurt you but…” “Oh fuck, not you, too,” I sighed. “I’ll tell you what I told Mike: I decided to do this. I could have left but I didn’t, remember? You said I had major cojones. And you did just fine – you’ve got a wicked uppercut.” He smiled weakly. I was too tired for any further argument and gave up. Ike was waiting to take over at the foot of the stairs from the basement to the main floor of the house; for the last lap, Mike carried me upstairs, and delivered me to Aiden and Aaron, who began clucking over me like a couple of mother hens immediately. Everyone else seemed to have gone to bed; it was just about 4:00 AM. “Okay, into the tub for a nice warm oatmeal bath,” said Aaron, as he walked me to the bathroom. “Then you should take Advil – five or so should do it, that’s equal to prescription strength, it won’t kill you,” he added as I shook my head. “And we have some lotion that you can use on your butt to ease the sting. No getting fucked for the next four days at least, better if you wait a week.” “You want something else to eat or drink, Darren?” Aiden asked. “Is there more soup,” I asked “and some crackers or toast or something? Maybe some hot tea?” “Sure, we’ve got all of that,” he said, and left to prepare my pre-dawn snack. Aaron helped me climb in the tub; the warm water was soothing and I sighed contentedly. “Thanks. I’m sorry you have to stay up and play nursemaid, you must be exhausted too.” “Aiden and I slept while Carlos and Ike monitored the video,” Aaron explained. “Plus who would know better than Aiden and me what you’d need after that ordeal?” He shook his head and sighed, then began stroking my hair. “They were extra vicious to you. Daddy Scorpio must have told them to do it, or convinced them you were a pain pig or something. It was when he started choking you that Carlos and Ike woke up everybody and we all ran down to stop it.” “I don’t think I ever said thanks for saving me. How did you get in? Does everyone know the code?” “Daddy Scorpio set it and he isn’t exactly tech-savvy. He used 5-4-3-2-1 as the combination, so it wasn’t hard to memorize,” Aaron said, rolling his eyes. I laughed for the first time in hours. Aiden arrived with a tray holding another large mug of hot chicken soup, a mug of hot tea with honey and lemon, and some toasted whole-grain bread spread with raspberry jam. I slowly ate and drank, holding the plate so that I didn’t get toast crumbs in the bath water. By the time I’d finished, the water had cooled; Aiden and Aaron helped me out of the tub, and handed me a towel to dry off. I could hardly keep my eyes open at that point. “Time for bed,” Aiden said. “You look like you’re going to fall asleep on your feet.” They led me to Mike’s room, but the bed was empty. “Where’s Mike?” I asked, disappointed. “He’s bunking on the floor in a sleeping bag in Ike’s and my room,” Aaron said. “He thought you’d want the bed to yourself.” I made a small, annoyed sound, turned my eyes heavenward and shook my head. “Can you please go get that idiot?” I asked. Aaron grinned and said, “Sure. I’ll send him over.” When Mike walked in he looked tired, but not as if he’d been woken out of a sound sleep. He seemed braced for something, tense. The teasing, sarcastic words I would usually have employed under these circumstances died on my tongue. “I don’t want to sleep alone,” I said simply, and felt my eyes sting. He obviously relaxed and said “Neither do I.” We got in his bed, and wrapped ourselves around one another. “Thinking about being with you was the only thing that got me through this night,” I whispered. Mike gently kissed my cheek; odd to think that he now represented safety and security given how it had all started. But I knew he was a good man with a good heart. Finally exhausted, I fell asleep with his arms wrapped around me, keeping me warm. ————————— We were awoken by a brisk knock at the door and then Aiden entered without waiting for a response. “Goddamn it,” I grumbled drowsily. “What is it about this fucking room?” I had a wicked headache. “Good morning to you, too,” Aiden said. He was carrying a large sack from which a tantalizing array of odors wafted: coffee, eggs, French fries and pancakes. “It’s noon, you’ve gotten seven hours of sleep and you’ve got a lot to do today. Ouch,” he said looking at me more closely. “That’s some shiner you’ve got there.” “What?!? Where’s your mirror?” I asked Mike. “I don’t have one in here,” Mike said. I looked at him disbelievingly. “How do you check out your outfits?” He shrugged. I rolled my eyes and went to the bathroom down the hall to take a look. A bruise spread over my left cheek bone, a lurid shade of deep purple, just beginning to go green and yellow on the edges. No wonder my head hurt. “I’m surprised you haven’t been arrested for crimes against fashion,” I told Mike when I returned to his room. “I have a mirror we can bring here when we move in my stuff today.” Mike’s smile was dazzling as he stroked my right cheek. “We’re moving your stuff here?” he asked. “Well, sure. I mean…unless you don’t want me to…” I trailed off, feeling foolish. He looked at me intently, seriously. “Of course I want you to.” “It’s time to eat,” Aiden said unsentimentally as he unpacked the paper bag. “Especially you, Darren, you’re running on chicken soup and fumes.” “Are you sure you’re not Jewish?” I asked. “You sound just like my mom.” Aiden smiled and shrugged. “And are you always this disgustingly cheerful in the morning?” I asked snarkily. He ignored me. “This is for you, Mike,” handed him a white plastic bag, “and you should take a couple more of these,” he said handing me a large bottle of ibuprofen and then finally left us to our breakfast. The plastic bag contained Mike’s medications; it turned out that Carlos had gotten the key to the cupboard where Daddy Scorpio kept everyone’s meds. There was orange juice, coffee, scrambled eggs, bacon (which I passed on), hot buttered toast, French fries, and pancakes with mixed berries and whipped cream. We sat on the floor and dug in. I hadn’t been aware of how hungry I was until I began to eat. “We’re going to have to figure out our next move before those bastards try anything,” I said, pausing my greedy inhalation of scrambled eggs. “I don’t trust any of them further than I can throw the Empire State Building. And I’m supposed to Skype with my parents tonight. With this eye I’m going to have to tell them something.” Mike grimaced. “I suppose you’re right. Is there any way they’ll keep it quiet?” I knew he was worried about his family finding out, and he wasn’t the only one with that problem. “I’m going to try to convince my dad to cut a deal with the college administration. They’re not going to want any publicity around this either, but my plan is that they have to pay out a lot of money to keep us quiet. Can I get just a part of the video to email if I need to persuade him?” “Carlos will set it up, he’s a whiz with computers. If your dad would negotiate for us, it’d be great,” Mike said. “My mom will probably want to write an article and then a book. I’ll try to stop her, but I know she’ll use pseudonyms.” Which if she named the University or any of the circumstances would be no shield at all. “Maybe she’ll be satisfied with just writing about me since everyone already knows everything about how I was born,” I finished sourly. Mike grinned. “I read her memoir for a writing class.” “Oh fuck,” I said. Of course they’d use it here because of Dad’s connection to the place. “C’mon, I thought it was sweet. There’s no doubt that they both really, really wanted you.” I sighed, rolled my eyes and barely refrained saying “whatever.” “Honey, we have to get you to the clinic today and get you on PeP,” Mike said, adroitly changing the subject. I felt torn – I didn’t really want HIV, but I didn’t want anything to come between me and Mike or my other friends. Seemingly reading my mind, Mike continued “We need to do this right, or your parents are going to be furious.” “I suppose so,” I acknowledged grudgingly. “And then you can transition to PreP, and we’ll be taking one of the same medications.” “What?” I said. “Yeah, I take Truvada to treat HIV. You’ll have to take it every day.” “Then what’s the point? I may as well just let myself convert,” I argued. “Darr, sweetheart, please just do this for me, okay?” he said, grasping my shoulders. “It’s going to be tough enough facing your mom and dad without missing something obvious like this.” “Ohh-kaaay,” I said, feeling oddly dejected. “You’re right. Since we’re going out, you wouldn’t happen to have my clothes, wallet and phone, would you?” “Tucked away in our chest of drawers,” he said nodding at the piece of furniture in question. Our – I liked the sound of that. “Your boots are in the closet.” We finished eating, took showers, shaved and I got dressed in the clothes I’d chosen especially for Friday night: a tight red t-shirt and tight black jeans with boots. I’d only worn them for a couple hours, so they were still fresh. Mike came up behind me, and pulled me back against him. I winced a little, still sore. “You look incredible. It was all I could do to keep from ripping that outfit off of you as soon as you walked in the door on Friday,” he murmured in my ear. I leaned back against him. “Then my plan worked.” “Definitely. Okay, places to go and things to do,” he said, leading me out of his room and down the steps. It took two trips to move all my belongings in Ike’s car, which I unpacked with the help of Mike, Carlos and McCloskey (whose first name I’d found out was Steve). I pointedly ignored their teasing about how much stuff I’d brought with me as we made room in the closet and dresser. Then I went with Mike to the clinic where I explained that I’d had unprotected sex and needed to start prophylaxis against possible HIV infection to a rather grouchy male nurse-practitioner. He insisted on a full physical and comprehensive blood work. One look at my battered anus got me prescriptions for an oral antibiotic and a topical ointment, as well as the Truvada, along with a lecture on safer sex and questions about the circumstances under which I’d had so much sex that my anal and rectal canals were so irritated. I brushed him off, but couldn’t avoid a follow-up appointment. Once back at the house, I curled up in the window seat in Mike’s room and caught up on some reading assignments. We had pizza for dinner, along with minestrone soup and salad. “Who’s paying for all this food?” I asked. “Daddy Scorpio,” said Aiden with a satisfied smile. “He’s hoping we’ll keep quiet, so it’s bribe. But none of us are above bribes.” Then, finally, the hard part: Skyping with Mom and Dad. I initiated the connection, and then moved so I’d be off screen. Mike, Carlos, Ike, Aiden and Aaron were in the room with me for moral support. “Darren, sweetie, is that you? Move over, we can’t see you,” my mom said. “Are you sitting down?” I asked. “Why?” my dad asked suspiciously. “Just tell me. And if you’re not sitting, please sit.” “Okay, okay, we’re both sitting,” my dad said exasperatedly. “What have you done now? Dyed your hair green and cut in a Mohawk?” I moved so that I was in their sight line, watched my mother’s jaw drop, and then her face crumple. “Darren, what happened?” she demanded. “From the looks of it, our charming son finally met his match and got socked in the eye for mouthing off.” I was irritated enough at his assumption I earned the bruise that I just blurted it out. “No. I was assaulted. Sexually.” “What?” my mother shrieked. “How did this happen? Have you seen a doctor, have you called the police?” “I went to a clinic and they took care of me and prescribed some medicine, you’ll see the charges on the insurance and my credit card. The police…it’s kind of complicated.” I had prepared my version carefully, memorizing a bulleted list that I’d shared with everyone with instructions to memorize it, or else I’d add them to any criminal complaint. That shut up Daddy Scorpio’s supporters in a hurry. “Complicated?” my dad said, looking skeptical. “Meaning…?” “I went on a date this past Friday, with a really nice guy, but…” “He’s not nice if he raped you,” my mother said flatly. “It wasn’t him. I said it was complicated. He’s the pref…president of a fraternity and he wanted me to pledge. We had a lovely time together. I met some of the guys, they’re great and I decided to join. When I left the Fraternity house, someone grabbed me, and took me to a basement room…” “Oh, my poor, sweet angel. I told you we should have him stay in New York,” my mom said turning on my dad furiously. “We would have been able to keep a closer eye on him.” Me mum had hit on the only upside I’d been able to find when Dad insisted I go to this bucolic setting for college: severing the umbilical cord. I loved Mom, but she had a tendency to hover. “But,” Dad began. “We’ve sent our son into the middle of a real-live Deliverance because you insisted that he attend your alma mater,” she said, reaching for tissues as she started to cry. “They weren’t hicks, mom,” I said, rolling my eyes. “Who did this?” my dad said, now angry. “Have you gone to the police or the campus authorities?” “I keep saying it’s complicated, Dad. Let me finish.” I took a deep breath. “It was several faculty members.” “Several. Faculty. Members?!?” said my dad, his face expressing how unlikely he thought this to be. “Who?” “Well, the guy who grabbed me is the football coach here…” “Zetcher? Impossible. I don’t believe it.” “Are you saying that I’m lying?” “You’d do anything to convince us to let you come back to New York, up to and including hitting yourself in the face with a two by four and then claiming you were raped. It’s not going to work.” I let my hurt show. “Okay. I was afraid of this. I didn’t want to, but I’m going to send you a video clip. Check your email.” I had the message ready to go that had the excerpt Carlos prepared attached, starting when Daddy Scorpio threatened me, then tackled me. I heard the ping on the family PC that indicated my email had arrived. Dad opened it and double-clicked on the attached mpeg. Next thing I heard was Daddy Scorpio’s yelling at me that I’d pay, my snarky comeback and then my scream as he tackled me. “Turn it off,” my mother said tearfully. “I can’t watch this!” “Darren…I…I’m sorry. I…” my dad stuttered. “You want to make up for it?” I said, irritated that my eyes were burning. “Come here. I need both of you,” and began to cry. “We’ll be there tomorrow, angel,” my mom promised. “As soon as we can get there.” “I have a deposition…” “Fuck the goddamn deposition, an associate or another partner will handle it if you explain that our son needs us, it’s a family emergency. Don’t say another word,” Mom warned my dad. I saw my friends exchange glances, wide-eyed at my mom dropping the “f” bomb. “Who made this video, and how did you get it?” he asked, and my mom’s eyes went to slits, her mouth a tight, straight line. “Friends who saved me.” “Huh?” Dad said, clearly completely perplexed. “Why didn’t they stop it from happening, then?” Time to play the trauma card. “Daddy, I’m exhausted, I have a headache and it’s all a little fuzzy. Can we talk tomorrow?” I gave them the address of the frat house so they could find me. “Try to get some sleep, angel,” said my mom as she dabbed her eyes. “We’re on our way,” just before we ended the session. “Baby, now I know where you get it,” said Carlos after I turned off my laptop. “Get what?” I asked. “That fearless mouth of yours,” he said admiringly. “Your mom sounds just like you!” “I think it’s the other way around, darling,” said Aaron. Aiden nodded his agreement and snickered. “Can you really sell them on this?” Mike asked. “Yeah, there’s a lot of gaps to account for,” Ike worried. “I’ll manage it. Somehow,” I assured them. They all look less than convinced. “It all hinges on the video and my testimony. And I will only testify as to what is on that video. There’s no proof for the rest.” And then a wave of fatigue washed over me. “I don’t about you guys, but I’m sleep deprived and have to face the parents tomorrow. So I’m ready to call it a night.” “Me too, Darr,” said Mike. The rest left our room for their own, we got ready (finally, my own toothbrush!) and snuggled together in bed. I fell asleep immediately. It was dark…I was in a room…Mike’s room? Or the “Chapel of the Scorpion”? What was just on the other side of the door over there? I knew I wasn’t alone…there was someone dangerous nearby, and I had to leave, but where’s the door? I saw someone – Daddy Scorpio? – coming towards me, tried to run then fell…and woke with a jolt and small shout. “Sweetheart, what is it?” Mike said as he turned on the bedside lamp. “A dream, just a dream,” I said as I tried to catch my breath. “Your heart is thumping a mile a second,” Mike said. “And you’re shaking. What was it about?” I shook my head, not wanting to relive it. “It’ll help, I promise. We’ve all been through it, the nightmares.” I thought a minute, and tried to hold on to the now-fading fragments of my dream. “I was someplace…” and I paused. “That’s a good start,” said Mike gently. I made a face at him, concentrated again. “I thought it was this room, then it changed to the room in the sub-basement, but it didn’t look the same. I saw a door but I knew someone was in the room and that they were going to try to hurt me,” I said, my breathing getting shallower. “And then I think I saw The Father…” “Daddy Scorpio,” Mike prompted. “Remember?” I smiled weakly. “Yeah, Daddy Scorpio. And he started towards me, I couldn’t find the door – it was gone – and then I tripped and was falling. That’s when I woke up.” He didn’t say anything else, just held me close. “Are you sure he can’t get in here?” I asked. I hadn’t thought about it before. Mike smirked. “All the locks were changed and the guys put bolts on all the doors inside. The frat operating fund paid for it. He’s locked out, believe me. Try to relax,” Mike said and kissed me on the forehead. “You’re trembling like a leaf.” I tried closing my eyes, and breathing deeply and rhythmically. The shakiness of the dream persisted, but I tried to hold still and let Mike sleep. “Still can’t sleep?” he asked. So much for that. “Yeah, sorry. Maybe I should sleep on the floor, or the couch in the living room.” “Don’t be stupid,” Mike said, sounding a little more awake. “There’s no point in neither of us sleeping.” “Let’s try something,” he said, and nuzzled my neck, began zeroing in on my hotspots. “This isn’t going to relax me,” I gasped. “I’ll want you to fuck me, and we can’t. That means I’ll be awake and horny.” “There’s other things we can do – let me take care of you” he whispered, then pressed his mouth to mine, and gently pushed his tongue between my lips. He was a fantastic kisser, and just let him take over though I felt frustrated that I couldn’t take him inside of me. Then he began working his way down: my ears, my jaw, my neck again, my chest, lazily tonguing my nipples as I twisted under him. He followed my belly down to the groin where he flicked a teasing tongue over the femoral artery, his warm mouth closing gently over my cock. I moaned as he increased the suction and began to lightly play with my balls; from the rhythmic pumping I could sense that he was simultaneously beating himself off. I could feel the buzz start in my lower back, and began to follow the nerves of my pelvis, to the root of my dick, no holding back now. My load shot into his warm, accommodating mouth. Mike didn’t let up on the suction and I writhed with pleasure so intense that it felt like torture. Then he was up on his knees and shooting his load on my chest and stomach. He lay down and kissed me again, tracing patterns in the load he’d unleashed on my abdomen. “I’m drawing hearts,” he murmured. I giggled weakly; the tension was gone. Mike seemed to sense the change. “They say sex is better than valium for relaxation,” he told me as he reached for the box of tissue that’d been left on the nightstand and gently cleaned me up. “Case in point,” I said sleepily. “Sleep tight, honey,” he answered. I felt him pull me close as I dropped into a deep, dreamless sleep.

Tonight was an epic load taking adventure. 11 loads in my ass in 6 hours, 9 different guys. 2 known poz, the rest unknown. Swallowed 5 loads during the fucking and my place and then 6 more loads at the cruisey park by my house. Let me break it down. I couldn't find anything on any of the sites so I put up a craigslist and waited. Went outside to smoke and met a cute Latino dude on the street and brought him in to smoke some weed and drink some beers. 10 minutes later I'm choking on his fat uncut cock and hearing "ayyy papi" he squirts a load down my throat and just sits in my place naked watching porn and drinking beer. So I ask him if he fucks dudes a lot he said yeah. Then he asked me if he could invite his boyfriend and his friends over and have a party. Normally I'd have said no because I'm not the party type but I told him yeah. Bout 30 mins and another blowjob and load down my throat 4 more Latino dudes show up. Now the first one is already just my type. Late 20s, small beer belly, tats everywhere. Straight cholo. The rest are even straighter( cholo) looking and don't even speak English. Lol. The first dude tells them in Spanish that they can fuck me and cum in me all they want. They did not waste a second. One minute later I've got a really fat uncut cock shoved in my ass and 3 more uncut( kinda smelly and sweaty but fuuuuucking hot) cocks slapping my face and taking turns face fucking me. At this point we partied a little while Latino #2( don't know their names) kept slowly filling my ass. I'm spun and then latino #2 starts cumming( a lot) all inside me and all over my hole. I was literally drenched. He pulls out and is immediately replaced by #1( the one I'd blown twice already) and I clean his cock. # 3 slipped me a (viagra?) (no clue actually) and starts railing my face while #1 is getting close to seeding my "pusi gringo" (as they kept calling it) and #2,4,5 are watching and shotgunning clouds and getting me more spun. # 1 shoots and #3 takes over and cums in like a minute. (I'm not complaining. It was huge load too). We take a few minutes to drink some water and then we go to the bathroom where they all pissed on me

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Any chance this continues? Fucking hot...and the possibility of incesT between brothers! Twins! Love it!

WARNING: Some straight sex in this part. If you don't like that, skip this part of the story. thanks for the encouragement. I know it's a little long...but I hope yall still like this. ________________________________________________________________________ Part 2: I didn’t know what was happening to me. Here I was standing in front of my older brother and all his high school friends in and around the pool and my dick is starting to get hard. What the hell, why am I paying more attention to Luke, my brother’s bestfriend and a guy I considered a brother also. Ive seen him naked a million times, we’ve rough housed around my entire life, he lives right next door – so we always see each other… he is standing behind me with his arms wrapped around me like he has done before – our bodies were touching. His bare, wet, sculpted chest was touching my bare skinned back. I could feel the water running down my naked back and his naked chest all the way to tops of our swim trunks we were wearing as his crotch was pressed up against my high ass. Why am I paying so much attention to this, why am I all of a sudden getting these weird feelings…why did it feel like his dick just bounced a couple times into my butt cheeks. Whatever it was, set off something in me. I started to panic when I realized that my dick was getting hard in my shorts and then came back to life as Mickey yelled.. “hey luke, you pinch’n Ryan’s little tits…he’s starting to get some wood” I was in panic mode as started to cover myself and try to figure out what to say..wait, did Luke’s dick just up against my ass again? I felt Luke’s grip around my body tighten and told the guys…”turn around and yall will see why Ryan is getting hard”…that’s when I focused on the end of the pool and saw that Ray’s girl of the month was rubbing tanning lotion on Abby, my girlfriend. Then the guys, led by Mickey was like ahhhhh yeah, lil’ bro gunna get him some tonight! Oh yeah. You know, typical hs locker talk…ray was like “why don’t you and Abby go up to the game room and hang out….in the bottom drawer of the green cabinets toward the back are some condoms…make sure you use them.” Then Ray shouted to Abby saying that I wanted to show her our new pool table…” of course Abby was game..she knew where this might lead – she had told me she was ready since she was a year older than me. All of sudden I felt cold and realized that Luke had stopped holding me but I could still feel our bodies slightly touching as he stood behind me. As Abby walked around the pool and all they guys with shit-eat’n grins on their faces, my dick had gone back to normal…thank goodness….As Abby got to me…she grabbed my hand and said lets go…as I turned around I looked up and met Luke’s gaze into my eyes like a million times before, but there was something different this time as he smiled at me. As I moved passed him, I felt a graze against my dick but this time it felt like it was almost on purpose – but it couldn’t be. Luke was straight, had a girlfriend and me and ray had walked in on them having sex before…no, he’s not gay. But I turned my head back to him and noticed he did another grin and winked at me…. So me and Abby get up to the game room and we start messing around and while we were kissing she was massaging my dick….”did Luke really touch my dick on purpose?” “what was with that smile and wink?” “he looks really good…..” my attention was broken again as Abby snapped me back into focus…along the major discomfort I was feeling….”You must really like that & me…you are super hard” – I realized that my dick was hard and confined in my shorts…What was going on with me….I’m sitting here kissing my girlfriend while she is rubbing my crotch and all I’m thinking about is Luke and how he felt so strong as he was holding me and the wetness from the pool running between….focus ryan abby said. I am ready to do this with you and by the looks of it, so are you, abby said. My sister told me that since we are both still virgins, that I should give you a blowjob first bc you would probably last longer on your second ejaculation. I was nervous but said okay….we both got undressed and laid on the floor kissing. She started licking the sides and stroking it…of course it was hard, I’m a teen. Wind blows against it, I’m hard….but all I could think was I was about to lose my virginity with my gf while my brother and all his friends were downstairs…with Luke….damn, my dick jumped and I realized that Abby had swallowed my dick and thinking of Luke my dick thicken causing her to gag a little. As I focused on her it just wasn’t as hard as it been earlier. She noticed and asked if she was doing something wrong. I told her it felt great, I was just a little uncomfortable on the floor like this…so we moved to the big chair in the corner. Here I was able to sit and lay back and let my full balls hang over the side of the leather chair. As she scooped up my balls and started licking and sucking on them and swallowing my dick, I leaned back and closed my eyes and tried to focus on the sensation but all I could focus on was Luke. I was picturing his tall, sculpted body….how the water dripped from his blonde hair down the side of his chiseled face to his thick neck…what is going on, I thought…am I gay…I can’t be – it’s not right…those shorts really are fitted on him…it really showed his dick swinging today. Omg – what is going on…I’m straight – ive got a girlfriend, I’ve got to get married and have kids….my family will kill me. But I just really am having all these crazy thoughts about Luke. Luke with those beautiful green eyes, those full lips…I just love how his nipples are tiny…but they are hard, I could feel them in my back as he was holding…..oh his arms felt warm and strong…..it was cool how for a moment it felt like our breathing had matched up as his naked torso was pressed up to my naked back….his torso…so tight and tan…that six pack that is really starting show…that scar on his right side from when Ray flipped them on the bike years ago….but that scar is right above where his v-line starts going down to his shorts that were pressed up against my ass…was that his dick that bounced…oh I can just imagine what it looks like hard…thick and veiny just sticking a mile out in front of him….ohhh damn, I’m must be getting cold I’m start to get chills and shake…but I wonder if his skin rolls back over the head so it looks like he is cut like me or if it just hangs….i wonder what it would be like to hold something that big or even taste it….OMG I can’t breathe oh this pressure….what is going on. I refocus and realized that I’m shooting cum all over the place. Abby was trying her best to swallow, but that was a lot of cum. I can’t believe that I thought about Luke the entire time she was sucking me. I was so wrapped up in thinking about him that I didn’t focus on Abby giving me my first blowjob. As I’m sitting there trying to catch my breath, My mind is going 90 to nothing…what is wrong with me. Maybe I’m just so horny that I’m thinking about everybody. I can’t be gay…I’m just horny like Ray and Mickey said. Refocus….Abby is cleaning up a little, I walk over to the bar counter to get us a couple paper towels…I give some to abby then I go back and I tear one off and wipe the cum off my stomach, dick and balls…then tear off another to wipe the sweat off my face…that’s when I look out of the window and see Luke laying there probably asleep on the chair in his shorts and sunglasses with the water glistening on his body now that the sun had come out….God his body is beautiful..i felt my dick bounce….what is going on with me…this can’t be happening…I lean down to the counter to gain some composure then I glanced back out the window and down at Luke….his hand was rubbing across his chest slowly….my dick bounced again…he then started to move his hand slowly back and forth down his rippled stomach…omg my dick was starting to rise….what is going on….wait, is he going further….he rubbed all the way down to the top of his shorts and just pulled the band down a little as he worked his hand down the side of his shorts…….i’m thinking, he has to be sleeping – he can’t be awake and doing that…I then noticed that my dick is bouncing against the cabinet door….lukes hand was moving so slowly up the side of his shorts…then he adjusted his dick….my dick went solid I and I had to step back. Holy shit…my dick got hard by watching my neighbor, my brother’s best friend, my brother readjust himself…. To be continued….. (let me know what yall think)

I'm looking for a toxic breeder to convert me & 3 neg mates at a parTy here in Auckland.

Yes, I feel terrible for making some of you wait so long. I hope you can forgive me. Still, Better late than never. I actually already have most of the next part written, so I can guarantee I won't make you wait long for the conclusion. And again, sorry for the long wait. Part XI Before I met Drew, he had been a lover. He would give his partners wave after wave of ecstasy, driving them crazy with lust. He had amazing stamina, and both would climax together over and over until his lover would collapse from sheer exhaustion. He had confessed to me that his favorite part of sex was when he had completely drained his partner and they would surrender their bodies to him as he continued to make love. It was his reputation that had drawn my attention to him in the first place, and I knew from experience that he deserved it completely. Like all alpha predators, Drew lived for sex. Once I had made him mine, I had taken that relentless drive and turned him into a machine. Now, Drew didn't make love, he used his partners over and over for his own pleasure, and for mine. The more painful he made it for my broken cum whores, the harder he came. It was always a sight to see Drew working over my latest conquests for the first time. He would fold and twist their bodies into unnatural positions, pounding them like a piston with his rock hard cock. Their limbs would go weak with agony and flop around as their ruined holes were battered and churned wider and deeper than they had ever been. Watching Drew on my bed was like watching a starving predator feed on his still struggling prey. My biker stud still had his wrists bound behind his back, and they lay against the mattress underneath him as he tried to weakly pull his hands apart to protect himself from Drew. But his hours suspended in my basement by his arms and legs made every move send a wave of fire down his nerves, preventing him from using his full strength. Even if his hands were free, Drew could easily have overpowered him. But instead of having to hold down my biker's arms as he pounded his hole, Drew's hands roamed over his sweaty body like a butcher inspecting a slab of fresh meat. Drew pulled and twisted every inch of his exposed body, seeing what would cause the most pain. I loved seeing my new toy's powerful legs bent backwards above his body, putting all of his Drew's and his own weight his upper back and neck. His feet dangled in the air above Drew's shoulders, limp and swaying every time Drew thrust down deep into his ruined hole. The only part of my cumslut's body Drew neglected was his painfully engorged cock. Even through all the agony radiating across his body, the massive shaft pummeling his prostate continued to send jolt after jolt of pleasure into his broken mind, and fresh precum began to drip out of his shaft and coat his rippled abs. Without pause, Drew slammed his steel-hard cock into the ruined hole over and over. Completely broken, the ring of my biker's cunt fluttered across every ridge and vein of Drew's shaft, vibrating like a violin string as the relentless drilling went on and on. Each time his wet cock sluiced out of that hole our venom laced cum would cling to his pole, only to be driving back down onto his glazed ring with a wet slap as Drew's shaft and balls rammed deep. With each hard thrust, a pathetic whine was forced out of my cumslut's lungs, as the pain combined with the force of Drew's lunge into his folded body was like a punch to his diaphragm. His world had become a cloud of agony and pleasure, and his tortured body was limp from all the suffering he continued to endure. The only thing he could focus on through it all was the deep blue eyes boring down into him. While he was incapable of even forming thoughts or words from the dehydration and the brutal assault on his senses, the animal part of his former apex predator's brain was being relentlessly rewired thrust by thrust. Deep down it knew that it was permanently broken, and that it would never be able to return to what it once was. That even long after this nightmare was over, every time he would even think about dominating another, the first memory would be of this night. It knew that it had to surrender and accept what it had become in order to survive. Over and over his prostate was battered by Drew's massive cock, never failing to crash against it even as Drew drove himself deeper and wider into the broken hole. With each thrust, more precum would dribble down the biker's abs and pecs, until a rivulet of slime had slide down and formed a puddle in the hollow of his neck. He felt his battered and drained balls begin to helplessly contract as yet another involuntary orgasm was being forced from him. He didn't fight the rising wave of blissful pleasure as it mixed with and then overwhelmed all the pain. With a weak cry his untouched cock throbbed, and jet after jet of ruined seed splashed down across his neck and face, falling into his open mouth and eyes. But even as he came, Drew continued his assault, never once missing a pummeling stroke. Even after the biker's orgasm had peaked, more and more cum was squeezed out of his prostate, forcing yet more weakening spurts out of his cock. His head began to thrash from side to side, as Drew turned what had been his ultimate pleasure into yet another tool to break down his prey. Ignoring the pozslut's wordless cries for mercy, Drew's eyes drank in the feast of before him and felt his own orgasm boil past the point of control. His own tortured and neglected balls, still full with a month's worth of built of poisoned seed that had fermented for weeks, again began to blast deep into the violated hole. I felt my own cock throb with precum and return to full mast as I could almost feel the heat radiating from his cum, full of my venom, being shot like a red hot bullet into my broken biker's body, searing and blistering it's way into his blood and soul. And through it all, Drew's endless thrusts continued. Drew continued on and on as I watched his work like a relentless machine, twisting and contorting my poz cumslut's limp body like a rag doll into new and more painful positions, helpless to resist. His hand would constantly roam with minds of their own, constantly probing and pulling across the biker's tortured limbs and torso as he searched for new ways to flood his shattered brain with new pain. And through it all, his cock would slam again and again into his loose hole, forcing orgasm after orgasm out of my broken toy as his sweat dripped down onto him. I watched enthralled for what felt like hours, as Drew let out a month of pent up denial and lust, until both of them simply had no more cum to give. By now, my poz cumslut was limp face-down on the bed, his body bouncing up and down against the sheets as Drew continued to slide his monstrous dick in and out of the now destroyed hole. I knew that he was completely drained by now, but that while he had no more venom to give, I still had not ordered him to stop. I watched Drew with pride, his sweating body now heaving for air after the endless exertion, knowing that he would would not stop until I gave him permission, even if he had to keep going until he passed out himself. I waiting until I could tell that he was nearing even his own limit, my lust for Drew building as I watched my best creation show his loyalty and perfection. Finally, I said “That's enough for tonight Drew,” and he fell forward exhausted and draped himself across the slab of meat below him, still buried inside him to the hilt as they both gasped for breath. I watched them with a smile, thinking that if you took a picture of this moment, you would only see two totally drained lover's embracing, and never know the truth.

I was really getting into my sucking and he noticed by the bulge in my pants. He told me to stop sucking and take off my clothes down to my cute little panties. I did as I was told. I still could not believe I was allowing this dirty old man to control me like this. It was not just the fact that he could tell my secret to the rest of the family but it also got me insanely horny. After I was undressed down to my panties he grabbed me by my hair and pulled me into the bedroom and laid down on his back and pushed my head right back down on his cock. I had never had such a huge cock and had zero deep throating skills at all. He was determined to get his cock as far down my throat as he could. He repeatedly forced my head down on his cock and made me gag and choke. I thought he was going to kill me with it, I could not catch my breath there was drool and slop everywhere it was making my eyes tear up and he was loving every minute. He just kept laughing and saying you will learn to take my entire cock down that throat or die trying. At that point he kind of laid off the momentum on his cock and let me ease my pace back to one I could handle. I realized then he was starting to put his focus in other areas. while I continued to do my best sucking his cock he started to rub my ass and grab it and push his fingers along my crack. It felt incredible through my satin panties, my cock was harder than it had ever been before, I was starting to get dizzy from the intensity. He started to zero in on and play more with my hole. he would lick his finger then rub it on my hole and in my crack. He then started giving it more pressure to get his fingers into my tight ass. He said boy I can't remember the last time I felt a hole this tight.. This is going to be a treat I didn't expect. I new what he meant by those words and it scared me to death. I had never taken a cock or anything else in my ass this big before.. I told him I would suck his cock but please don't fuck me, I could not handle it. He just laughed and kept pushing his dirty tore up nasty fingers into my hole. He said when he was done with me I would have a cunt in my panties instead of a nice tight asshole. I had to admit I was starting to enjoy his fingers in my ass even though he would catch me with a fingernail or hangnail more than I would have liked. He then grabbed me by my hair again and pulled me onto my back. With the other hand he pulled off my now soaked panties. I could not stop looking at that huge dick and as bad as I wanted to get fucked by this point I knew I could not handle it. He then said it was time he was going to make me his bitch for real. I asked him again not to fuck me and he just laughed and said I stopped having any kind of say in the matter the minute he first caught me in panties. He reached over to the nightstand and grabbed a container of hand lotion, I was relieved he at least was going to use something for lube and not try to fuck me with nothing. He put some on his cock and rubbed it all in and then pushed some in my hole with his fingers. At that point I felt sharp stings in my ass from the lotion, it hurt a bit but started to settle down. He saw my reaction and giggled a little more. I have to admit that slimed up cock looked incredible, I could not believe such a perfect cock was attached to this dirty old man. He spread my legs wide apart and pushed that huge mushroom head up to my tight hole. He then said well you wanted to dress like a slut so now I am going to fuck you like one. He started pushing against my hole and I could feel it wanting to get inside but I was tight and it was not easy. He could have spent more time getting me ready for his dick but I think he wanted for it to hurt a lot.. He was finally able to pop the head inside me and I screamed like hell. It hurt like I had not imagined. He got annoyed and told me to shut up and shoved the panties into my mouth and held my hands down over my head. He stayed there for a couple minutes and then started to slowly move it in a bit further and then back again then in a bit further and then back. He repeated this for some time and I was in a lot of pain I felt him gaining every inch and tearing my insides to pieces. It took some doing but after a while he was finally all the way in me balls deep. He then started Making full strokes in and out, I started to get used to it and the pain was turning into pure lust , I started loving every move and every inch. He noticed me settle down and took the panties from my mouth and rubbed the tears away from my eyes. He said now you starting to like feeling like my bitch. I said yes. He kept fucking at a nice slow rhythm and I was loving it. He said you love my big cock tearing you up inside, and I replied with a yes. I was shocked but I was loving everything this stinky old man was doing to me, I was so excited my cock was oozing and hard as rock. He started to pick up the pace and I could hardly breath. I started to moan with pleasure ,he said you like how that feels and said Yes.. He Said you mean Yes Daddy,, and I replied yes Daddy. He kept increasing the pace of his fucking and I felt like his cock was going to burst through my chest. I could feel his cock getting bigger inside me and by the look on his face I figured he was getting close. I had not even thought of condoms or anything for that matter, I was to caught up in obeying him from the beginning. I was enjoying the feeling so much at that point none of that mattered anyway. He said are you going to stay Daddy's slut, I said yes I want to be Daddy's slut. My head was swimming in the feelings.. He said do you Love your Daddy, I said yes I love you Daddy. He said I told you, you would be my bitch and now I am going to pump you full of my hot poz load and knock you up. I said please don't. He said does Daddy make you feel good, I said yes Daddy. He said do you love your Daddy, I said Yes I love you Daddy.. He said Are you going to take my poz load and be my bitch? I couldn't take it anymore and I said Yes breed me Daddy knock me up and make me your bitch. With that he started pumping real hard and deep. He was pounding me so hard the room was shaking . I was moaning and he was getting closer. He pushed in me harder than he had yet and then came down on me and started to fuck my throat with his tongue. He was kissing like a mad man just like he was fucking me like a mad man. He then burst loose and flooded my guts with his hot charged load. He just kept pumping and pumping dumping as much seed into me as he could. I could not take anymore and started shooting my load all over between us. We just kept kissing and cumming and it was incredible. He finally slowed down and slowly slid in and out of me while my cum had us stuck together and we just kept kissing. We layed there in the bed for a while.He said he was so glad to have his own boybitch. He told me he decided the minute he saw those panties on me he was going to poz me up one way or the other. He said he knew he tore me up with his fingers and that all he had to do was get in me to infect me good. He also said that at the end he was happy that I wanted it and asked him for it. I knew my life was pretty much over as I knew it. I could not stay with my wife knowing I was infected. But I was also happy because I had been in the closet my entire life and now because of this dirty old man I could be who I wanted to be. I think I really was falling in love with him. I asked how he got the bug. He said because of the low fixed income he started sucking dick and getting fucked behind the 7-11 for money to buy beer. He said it was not long before he had fucked around with every old pervert and homeless guy in the neighborhood. He did not know who got him but that was how it probably happened. He then laughed and said don't worry boy, now that I have you, it won't be me taking dick for beer money anymore. I have my boybitch to do all that sucking and fucking for me now. I resigned myself to my new fate and told Daddy I loved him. I then kissed him and told him he better fuck me again to make sure the seed took. He said don't worry about that you will be getting Daddy's poison seed everyday from now on..

Damn, has it really been two months since I updated you all on Joey? Well as an apology, I've just finished writing Part 6. Hope you like it, it's a bit different. Part 6 After over an hour of non-stop breeding the guys finally finished. The man who took control looked down at me and said, “Good job Joey, you’re a really good cum dump. Sad that you’re not enjoying it, but who the fuck really cares as long as you keep spreading your pussy for us.” I looked over at Brad and see tears streaming down his face, cum drops on his lip. I smile at his broken spirit. I look back at the leader and ask, “Can I go now, Sir?” He smiles, a wickedly evil smile. “Not yet Joey, I don’t think you’re done yet.” I let out a whimper and start, “Please Sir, my…” He cuts me off with, “Quiet your mouth Joey. You leave when you’re done, no sooner.” I hang my head and say, “Yes, Sir.” Sir #2 turns to Brad and chuckles, asking, “How are you doing Brad? Did you enjoy sucking all those dirty cum covered cocks?” Brad whimpered a negative response. “Oh, that’s too bad. I guess I had you misread. I thought you were a little scared fag hiding yourself.” Brad muttered, in a voice that sounded like it was in pure pain, “Fuck you, I’m not a fag”; I knew immediately he was in for a world of hurting. And it came quickly. Brad’s head whipped to the left after he got back handed across the right cheek; even I felt a little sorry after hearing the smack. His head whipped back to the right following a back hand to the left and he was then pulled to his feet. “You know punk, I was close to letting you go, until you went and mouthed off to me. Now I think we’re going to teach you your next lesson. You’re not ready to be a man yet. You see Joey there, he’s a man. He’s below real men and his only role is to spread his boi pussy and take cum from real men, but he’s still a man.” Brad looked at me as this was being said and I just stared through him. “You Brad, you’re below even little Joey there. In fact, right now, you’re going to learn how far below Joey you are. Strip!!!” Brad looked back at Sir #2 and said, “Please, don’t do this to me.” “Strip, NOW. Or the slaps are the least pain you’ll get.” More tears, but Brad slowly stripped down to his underwear. Sir glared at him, until he got the message and the underwear came off. “Get on your knees, punk.” Brad dropped down next to me. “Now, if we look at the order of men in this room right now, there are three types. There’s the Alpha, me, who sets rules and fucks little bitches like you. Then there’s the Beta male, that’s you Joey. The beta is below all Alphas and exists to serve Alpha’s in different ways. Then there’s you Brad. There’s no word yet to describe you, other than “Bitch”. You, as a bitch, are below even Joey and would be submissive to him if he were man enough to dictate it.” I looked at Sir #2, a confused look on my face. He continued, “Now bitch, you also are so low, you lose the privilege of being named. To teach you your real value, you are going to clean Joey off. In the same way you cleaned the Alphas.” Brad, no, bitch’s eyes went wide and his face looked as if he was gonna throw up. “No, please, not that.” I looked from Sir #2 to Brad, bitch, and back to Sir. “Sir, what do you mean he’s gonna do?” Without moving his eyes from the trembling bitch, he said, “He’s going to clean your ass, with his mouth and tongue, of all the cum you swallowed in there. I’m thinking that between what’s in you, sliming your cheeks and what’s fallen on the floor, which he’ll also be cleaning, you’ve probably got a pint or two of cum in you.” “Sir, he doesn’t have to do that, he…” I stopped as Sir’s eyes snapped to me and I saw the rage flaring up within them. “Don’t you ever contradict me boy. I may not own you, but I will punish you. And I know the truth about you, so I will punish you hard enough that you’ll remember it for days.” I squeaked, “I am sorry Sir.” I looked at the bitch, still kneeling in front of us, naked. My heart broke, a little, for what he’d be going through. But somewhere in the back of my mind, I thought he deserved it. “Now bitch, you either get your face between Joey’s ass in the next 3 seconds or your first lesson in pain begins.” I continued to watch Brad’s face as he contemplated his options. It seemed as if he was going to risk a beating, but at the last second he began shuffle crawling behind me. “I told you three seconds bitch,” just before a loud smack shattered through the tile walls. Brad screamed in pain as the belt slashed across his back, leaving the start of a large red welt. “Two seconds, or another one,” Sir said. Brad moved faster and I felt his face on my ass. SMACK, the belt came down again, forcing his face into my ass. “If I have to tell you a third time, I aim for your balls. And yours are an easy target for me bitch.” Soon I felt his nose on my cunt and his face motionless between my ass. “Joey, help the bitch out and reach back and spread your ass for him.” I reached back and did as ordered, baring my asshole, my pussy, to this bitch. “Tell him what to do Joey. Enjoy your time as the one in charge. It may never come again.” I didn’t know what to say or do at first, but a voice in my head gave me some ideas. “Eat my ass bitch. Stick your tongue in my hole and start digging.” I heard a loud whimper and felt a tongue on my hole for the first time. I reached back and smacked his head, “Don’t just touch it, dig in.” To help him out, I pushed my hole out and pushed his head forward at the same time. “Oh god, that feels so good.” I felt the contrasting feeling of his tongue sliding in and a wave of cum sliding out at the same time. “Oh god, there’s a load for you, swallow it bitch.” For the next several minutes the bitch ate my hole, licked my crack and even licked the tile floor of dropped cum. All the while, Sir stood above us and smiled. Occasionally, I saw a look on his face of pure evil and could only wonder what he was planning. Finally, my ass was as empty as it was going to be. Sir simply said, “Stop, bitch.” This time I was the one who whimpered as the tongue pulled away. Sir chuckled. “Get up Joey, I have two final treats for you.” It took a couple of minutes for my body to adjust to movement again and soon I was standing next to Sir. He handed me a slip of paper with the number 11 on it, “You know what this is boy?” I said, “Yes. Does this include the two guys before you?” He shook his head, “No, just me and my crew. And it also does not include you swallowing bitch’s load.” I looked down at him and he was curled into the fetal position. I looked back at Sir and asked if I could ask a question. He nodded. “What’s next for him?” Sir looked at me, “You know Joey, I have no clue right now. I know his path is going to be different from yours, as you follow into the Brotherhood. He’s not going there, but he will be becoming a cumdump in is own time.” I looked at him, “What do you mean the Brotherhood? What is that?” Sir looked at me and said, “You really don’t remember do you? What happened to you last night? Before your party at the rest stop?” My anger flared up and I started to say something before Sir touched my lips with a finger and sending a burning feeling through me. “Don’t say anything I’ll need to punish you for.” I looked in his eyes and a clear memory popped into my head, causing me to lose my balance and fall into Sir. “Was, was he real?” and tears rolled down my face. I felt so humiliated as Sir laid a hand on my ass and stuck a finger in me. “Yes, Joey. He was very real and he selected you for us, his willowing followers, to use.” “Are you ready for your treat?” I looked at him and nodded. He turned me around and told me, “Tell the bitch to sit up.” I willed my self to give an order, but it came out as “Sit up Brad.” “It doesn’t have a name Joey. It’s a bitch, remember that.” “Get on your fucking knees you stupid bitch.” “Much better.” The bitch moaned and whimpered and started moving. “Joey?,” Sir held out the belt. I took it and wailed on the bitch until he got up. Sir finally grabbed my wrist and had to order me twice to stop. “That’s enough Joey, you don’t want to hurt him too bad.” I looked back at Sir and said, “Yes I do.” He glared at me and simply took the belt from me. The bitch looked at me with tears streaking down through the cum that was drying on his face. His eyes were flashing between fear, pain and a look of desolate despair. I muttered, “I’m sorry.” Sir looked at me, “don’t apologize.” Sir said, “Your treat?” I looked at him and nodded my head. “Open your mouth bitch,” Sir ordered, while staring at me. I looked out the side of my eyes and saw his mouth open. Sir looked at me, “Do you need to piss?” As soon as he said, I felt the pressure in my bladder. “Piss on him. Piss in his mouth. No drinking yet; just humiliate him.” I took hold of my cock and aimed at his face. The look in his eyes went from fear to a terrifying look of despair. The piss started as a trickle, but soon the stream was arcing out to his chest. I raised it to his mouth, remembering coach pissing in me and making me swallow. The two guys earlier making me lick a urinal that was a few feet away. “You’re lucky bitch. I had to drink my first time.” I pissed in his nostrils and finished with a couple shots to his eyes. I flicked the last drops and turned to Sir and simply thanked him and he nodded in response. “Your other treat is his clothes. They look about your size. Get dressed and get out of here.” Bitch watched me dressing in his clothes and I reached in to grab his wallet and keys, which I handed to Sir. He opened the wallet and handed me the cash, less then $20 and kept the rest. I walked out the restroom hearing the words, “Put those shorts on bitch, we’re far from done.”

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..

Love rough fucks! I love making my sluts feel my dick real hard. I mean, they've taken hundreds of cocks before me, how will they feel me if I don't fuck them hard. Sluts willing to be raped make great fucks too

PART 12 I looked hopefully at my Daddy as he looked at me. He reached down pulling my buttocks apart where I soon felt the tip of his dick pressing against my wrinkled now looser hole entrance. I knew there was a massive sensation touching me even much larger than my brother LaRon's. Daddy was smiling as his hands gently released my buttocks and placed them on my hips. He pressed harder at my entrance as his mighty great hands held me firmly in place. "With this entrance, you surrender your body, soul, and entire being to your Daddy," his voice lowly rumbled aloud for the first time tonight as he jerked his prodigious black dick forward sending it through my sphincter splaying it wide almost to the point of tearing it. His meaty mushroom head now rested a good two inches within me as I grabbed hold of the two chains where my wrists had been bound lifting myself upright. My chest burned almost as much as my ass. Searing pain racked me. My face became contorted with agony but I never lost eye contact with him. Sweat broke out of every pore on my body as I willed myself not to pass out. My teeth clamped so hard together I could have cracked a tooth but fortunately didn't. I lay back heaving in volumes of air and shook my head up and down. "With each inch, you draw closer to belonging to a new order," his voice intoned with the low rumble I had heard moments before. Once more Daddy further impaled his quite obvious gargantuan black dick that had greatly enlarged by now into my ass sending more pain throughout my body. Once more I grabbed hold of the chains tightly yet refusing to yield. My transformation had to be complete as it was what I needed. I shook my head up and down once more even though all the pain had not subsided. Still again Daddy rammed hard his blood engorged dick further into my ass another three inches or so causing me to gasp loudly gripping the chains by my hands. My anal canal and rectum were in great distress at this largest invasion ever of my body. Even larger than LaRon's. I could no longer hold back and began through tightly clamped shut teeth began to whimper, "OH! OH! OH! OH!" Though verbalizing my pain and angst I looked straight into Daddy's eyes and shook my head up and down. Daddy responded in his now familiar resonant low rumbling chant, "With each inch, you are approaching the end of your journey and destiny. You are filled with love and joy for me, your Daddy." Doubts flew into my mind wrecking my consciousness and creating an inner conflict of could I succeed. I cried out, "AHHHHHHHHHH!" I collapsed back down onto the sling as my head rolled about. I was awake and aware of where I was and what was happening to me but had moved somewhere above my physical presence. Seconds ticked by as I began to see myself in the sling from on high. I reached out to myself gently grasping my head and turning it to face my Daddy. I willed my eyes to look deep into his as I breathed new life into my own body. Daddy gripped my hips and squeezed them hard as his mighty hands spread out to gain maximum control of my body. I saw the look of my Daddy's approval in his eyes as for the fourth time he drove his staff of life deep into my body fully skewering me. "Rejoice and be happy my little white boy as you near the end of your search and journey," I heard rumbling from my Daddy whose eyes shone brightly and broad smile blessed me. I rejoined my sweat soaked self on the sling. With difficulty I croaked out, "I want to be your poz white boy, Daddy, and will do whatever you tell me to do." I shook my head slowly up and down reverently as I acquiesced to him without reservation. My deliverance from rebirth was at hand, and I needed it to be complete. My body began to sing with joy as the feeling of my Daddy's mighty phallus occupied my ass connecting me physically to him. He began a slow spiritual withdrawal of nine of his eleven inches. His return of fully inserting himself inside me was equally as slow. My head rolled slightly about as my eyelids sagged heavily overcome with the peace and tranquillity being generated by our connection. Again, he withdrew from me and re-entered me. Many times he did this and though my ass was slick from the Crisco there was still difficulty in each directions journeys. My body began to open itself to my Daddy's presence and rejoiced. It sang loudly as the last vestiges of my old life passed away making room for His coming. I placed my hand on my abdomen feeling how on the inward journey Daddy's dick pushed upward so that I could feel him. I looked at Daddy who was still smiling broadly at me as his eyes sparkled and were wide open. I knew he was moving me to my final vow of commitment and his most blessed acceptance into his family. PART 13 Daddy began to increase his tempo of fucking me. His mighty shaft drove deep into me as a piston on a nuclear sub powers the drive shaft. His mighty black shaft drove me into the final light of understanding who I was and who my Daddy was. I lifted my eyelids and cleared all thoughts in my brain and focused solely on what my black Daddy was doing to and with me. I reached out to him with my hands, and he quickly took them into his almighty powerful hands. He continued to increase his speed of fucking me which I could tell was tearing my insides. The smell of sacrificial bloodletting permeated the air. Harder and faster Daddy now pumped his Sequoia-sized dick into my ass jolting my body that lay in the sling making the chains rattle as if they were Sanctus bells. Onward he moved us together to our destiny with the other. Minutes passed as he pummelled my hole. Our hands held onto the other as our eyes were locked onto the other. He was pulling me out of my empty life of rejection and bringing me to a new life where I would be loved, and I would know myself and my place. In an instant, I found my hands empty as Daddy lunged over me grabbing my shoulders pulling me to him. He gave one more tremendous shove of his mighty dick into my ass and held it there. "Receive your manna, my new white boy," his mighty basso voice announced aloud as I felt the first of many globs of his white glue-like semen burst forth from his dick flooding my insides. More and more and more and what seemed to be an endless flow of his god cum filled my ass. On the third blast of his cum entering me, my own dick spewed forth and erupted much as a volcano does spreading my white lava juice everywhere. My own first communion with my chosen Daddy. Minutes passed as the two of us continued to unload our cum. My ass began to quiver and milk Daddy's dick sending another wave of joy through the two of us. Some twenty minutes passed before we finished and had fully recuperated. Daddy released my shoulders and backed away from me slowly. I regretfully felt his now softened dick retreating from my ass. As the head approached the opening, Daddy took his dick into his hand and slowly removed it from me. I felt the escape of some of his cum and was confirmed in my suspicion as I heard a wet splat sound on the floor. Daddy held out his hands which I took and sat upright on the end of the sling. He placed my hands on the chains which I held as I lifted myself up off the sling and settled onto the floor. My legs were rubbery. Without being told, I knelt onto the floor spying the escaped manna. I put my face to it and licked it into my mouth. I rose to a kneeling position and turned to Daddy who stepped to me. I lifted his blood covered dick into my mouth and spent a number of minutes cleaning him in adoration and idolization. I was heady with excitement but most of all contentment and at peace. I submitted my work to Daddy for his approval. He picked up his drooping long black dick lifting it to my mouth. I opened wide. He pushed several inches into my mouth and stopped. I closed my mouth around his dick and waited. Minutes passed as I knelt on the floor and then without warning a gush of warm water flooded my mouth. I drank as quickly as I could but I was too inept and some escaped spraying out the corners of my mouth. I would do better. Too soon the flow stopped. Daddy pulled me upright to him and kissed me lightly on the forehead. He left me standing and returned to his bag which he picked up and put on the bed. He turned to the shelf picking up the big black dildo. I turned and bent over spreading my legs as well as bending them slightly. Daddy placed the tip of the dildo at my opening as one hand was laid at the top of my buttocks. I reached out to the edge of the bed and put my hands there. In one swift shove, Daddy seated the dildo in my ass as my body was racked with a quick sharp pain at the suddenness of entry. No reaction to that pain was outwardly detected. Daddy twisted it a couple of times. He removed his hand. I stood upright and faced Him. "You are my new white boy," he said in his almighty basso hypnotic voice. "Go. Get your belongings. Return here so that you can follow me." I obeyed.

PART 11 "Well, little white boy. How are you doing?" asked Dad in his hypnotic light whisper with his resonant basso voice as he moved off the bed and came to stand at the end of the sling. "Are you still wanting to be my little white boy now that you know? Oh, yes; LaRon told me he had told you. He reported your seeing his lesions and knew exactly when you saw them for what they are." He smiled big with great pride I could see. Dad's aroma hit my nostrils; I breathed in deeply the smell of him and his leather. "You know there is no turning back. You know you belong to me and my family of boys forever." When his smooth inviting and intoxicating voice finished, I shook my head up and down vigorously. He no longer had to command my obedience because I ached to hear him tell me that I indeed was his poz white boy but not for just tonight but forever. I knew he need only nod his head or cast a look in some direction or point his finger, and I would without hesitation obey. I needed to please him from a primal inner yearning so deep seated within me that had grown so massively in such short time. Dad stood watching me for a few minutes. He then moved around the sling stopping at my right side. He took his beautiful black right hand and began rubbing my ankle. He moved to my calf, knee, thigh, hip, belly finishing at my right nipple. He gently flicked the tip sending a great shower of pain through my body causing me to twist in agony. I was disappointed in myself. When I recovered, my eyes pleaded with him not to lose faith in me but to let me learn more. I want to be your poz white boy, Daddy, and will do whatever you tell me to do. I want to be your poz white boy, Daddy, and will do whatever you tell me to do. I want to be your poz white boy, Daddy, and will do whatever you tell me to do. I chanted religiously. His fingers carefully and tenderly began slowly unscrewing the clamp on my right nipple. The blood began to rush back into the nipple sending more sparks of pain. I bit down hard on the black rubber dick in my mouth; my eyes glistened with tears as I squeezed them almost closed; and my body screamed for relief. He repeated the same to my left nipple. I want to be your poz white boy, Daddy, and will do whatever you tell me to do. He reached down unsnapping the parachute from around my balls letting them flop downward. He dropped the parachute over my head letting it hit the floor. As his hands reached for my head, I raised it allowing him access to unleash the mouth gag which he removed. I breathed deeply taking in a great quantity of air. He tossed the gag, tubing, and funnel over onto the bed. He released both wrists and moved back to stand between my upward reaching legs and released my ankles from their restraints. He took each foot and carefully inserted each into a leather hoop for comfort. "Each of my boys have been where you are now. You may rise and leave; I will even help you. Or you may stay and finish becoming my new white boy for tonight," he intoned in a hushed voice of paternalism. "You are free to choose and must decide now." Without hesitating, I in the clearest of voice that I could muster said, "I want to be your poz white boy, Daddy, and will do whatever you tell me to do. Not for just tonight though but forever." I looked into his eyes not knowing what to expect. Dad stood there. "Your brothers that came to me years ago made you a part of our family that is growing. But, it is I, your Daddy, who will accept you and your sacrifice. If you want to be my little white boy forever as you claim, you will learn much more than what you have tonight. In time, you will teach others who will join my family. You will obey your brothers and submit to them whenever and wherever they command you. You will do so unhesitatingly and with great joy," Dad calmly said in his spellbinding whisper as he smiled down on me. "I want to be your poz white boy, Daddy, and will do whatever you tell me to do," I repeated my pledge and oath. "Daddy, I need to belong to you."

PART 9 My breathing was heavy. Daddy chuckled and patted my belly. He stepped once more to his bag and returned to the end of the sling. "This will help soothe you," he said. "It will also help prepare you for your next step. I am leaving you here momentarily but will return. You're making excellent progress white boy that wants to belong to me. Excellent progress indeed." I want to be your white boy, Daddy, and will do whatever you tell me to do. As the last of his words were uttered, I felt a pressure at my hole which pushed me wide open as Daddy determinedly inserted a dildo filling me with a gasp. My insides felt tingly and alive. And, then, he was out the door. I began a vigil of aloneness. I had no alternative but to wait considering my position. I would not have left anyway. Time passed but I had no way of telling how long it was until I heard the key in the lock. "Well, what have we here?" I heard an unknown voice say as I turned toward it. "Looks like Dad was right. He's done gone and got himself another white boy to turn." He laughed. From what I could see, a black man in his twenties about my height and weight was now standing at the end of the sling. "Dad sent me in to set you up for the coming attraction tonight. He do know how to reel us in don't he? It's that whispered voice of his. It's a magnet. Your the moth that is flying into the flame, white boy, and you're going to get burned if you aren't already." He smiled big at me. "He didn't tell you about me or what all he's going to do. Looks like you already consented seeing those nipples and your balls all trussed up and your wrists and ankles all bound up. Dad do have a way, and he always gets his way. So, now, white boy, meet one of your older black brothers who's going to help make you a part of this family." I felt his hand at my ass and then felt the emergency exit flash rush of the dildo being violently yanked from my ass. He laid the black wet dildo on the shelf turning his attention back to me. He placed his hands on my buttocks pulling them open. I felt a touch just above my hole. It pulled away and was now below it. The third touch was to the left side where pressure was applied. "Hang on, white boy. It's show time with your brother." I want to be your white boy, Daddy, and will do whatever you tell me to do. The pressure mounted as this "brother" of mine pushed harder and harder until at long last his dick head slid toward my hole plunging through my sphincter spreading me wide open as he plunged balls deep inside me. I jerked upright at the searing and burning pain. He no sooner was deep inside me than he pulled almost all the way out and began to fuck me hard and deep. Nothing else was said by him but he smiled continuously as he pounded my hole hard. In no time at all, I was loving the feeling of his dick sliding in and out of my hole. He rode my ass like a champ that I knew he had to be if was a son of Daddy. "FUCK! DAMN! BITCH!" I heard him scream as he slammed deep into me holding himself there as his dick erupted repeatedly spewing out a huge load of cum. He pulled himself out of my ass and smiled as he continued to cool down. He picked up Daddy's chalice, and I heard the telltale sound of him pissing. He hauled up the clear tube until the funnel reached his hand. He hoisted the glass to his lips and drank pouring the remaining piss into the funnel. I drank with a great thirst. I want to be your white boy, Daddy, and will do whatever you tell me to do. There was a knock at the door. My brother opened it. "He's all yours now, bro." He left as a new man entered. He was black, stood about 6 feet tall, had a shaved head but full beard and moustache. He was, well, emaciated looking. I noticed he moved slowly. When he reached the end of the sling, I saw there were several dark splotches varying in size on his torso. He looked around the room and finally back at me. He said nothing but began to fondle himself. I looked at him and deep into his eyes. Then, my eyes once more began moving over the body of this new man. When I focused on the third splotch on his torso, I stopped and looked hard at it. My heart skipped a beat, and my brain went blank. I stared hard at the distinct splotches turning my eyes back to his. My brain issued a final report: Yes, those had to be KS lesions. I had tensed my body on my suspicion but now I found peace with my conclusion. I lay back willing the tenseness to depart and moaned with desire. I understood. I shook my head slowly up and down. I want to be your white boy, Daddy, and will do whatever you tell me to do. He stepped closer guiding his dick to my hole finding it the first try. He placed his hands on my hip girdle and began a slow gradual intimate invasion of my ass. His mushroom head dick was huge. He spread my sphincter with a quick snap open then slid his dick inside me slowly no doubt savouring every inch as I was savouring his entry. I had no room to breathe in my ass. My head was flopping left and right as he inched slowly inside me. Once completed, he rested himself. I know that time can not be judged when secured in a sling. He must have fucked me slowly with great intimacy for at least fifteen or twenty minutes. The feeling was awesome at how he filled me to capacity. I knew that no other man had ever put a bigger dick than his in my ass. He then suddenly stopped and pulled his dick out of my ass. He picked up the chalice, and we shared his piss. As he left, he stopped and bent down to my ear. "Dad has a good white boy in you. He chose well, little white brother," and kissed me on what would have been my lips. "You showed no fear after you found out, and you did find out. I saw it in your eyes. And, you should know that you took two high octane deliveries from me. We all got ours from Dad." He patted me on the head and left. I lay there mulling over what I had heard. I want to be your poz white boy, Daddy, and will do whatever you tell me to do.

PART 8 Daddy lifted up high the funnel followed by the chalice. He began to slowly pour the piss into the funnel. I watched as the liquid raced through the clear tubing toward me. I felt a gush of warm liquid fill my mouth. My reflexes were overwhelmed momentarily but my brain reacted as did I and the warm liquid was swallowed quickly. I saw Daddy pour more and more warm liquid from his chalice baptising my throat as I swallowed every drop until there was none left. My body yearned for more but never would I demand it. I would satisfy myself with what he gave me . . . and rejoice. The funnel was lowered and the chalice set on a shelf. "Good boy," Daddy said with a very pleased smile on his face. "Don't be concerned. You obeyed without protest or hesitation. Be honest: Was that the first time?" I shook my head yes. Daddy looked into my eyes deeply and found satisfaction with my truth. He patted me on my head. "If you are as willing and obedient for your next training, you will drink again." He turned to his bag once more selecting items finally laying them on the shelf. Even if I had had the ability to speak I would not have said a word. This man was a god to me. My only consternation was that I could not answer why he was. I satisfied myself with knowing it was a truth which I could not and would not reject. I was his as far as I was concerned. I belonged to a Daddy whom I had met less than an hour ago. But, it was right. I refocused and found Daddy snapping a leather device around my balls which also draped down covering them. There were some chains attached. His work went quickly. He ceremoniously picked up a weight which was attached to a long chain. He moved the weight and chain up over my body draping it over my left shoulder. When he released the weight, the chain went taut snapping into place as my balls were yanked upward where they had been lying. I strained my head forward and saw both balls wrapped in a leather item that had three chains coming from it with the other ends in an O-ring where the long chain went up and over my shoulder. There was a suddenness that caused a quick muffled cry from me. I hushed at my Daddy's soothing voice of expert paternity. I want to be your white boy, Daddy, and will do whatever you tell me to do. Daddy picked up another item and stood beside me. He unscrewed the item, pinched my left nipple and pulled it as far from my body as he could. Carefully, he began to tighten the screw causing two black rubber coated bars to close together. Once caught in the snare, Daddy released his hold on my nipple adjusting the bars more easily. When he reached a point that I began to thrash about, he backed out the screw but left it decidedly making its presence known. He repeated the same process on my right nipple. I was by this time almost in tears of joy. He looked down at his handiwork and smiled at me. I want to be your white boy, Daddy, and will do whatever you tell me to do. "Daddy's white boys must be scrubbed clean. Did you scrub yourself clean before coming here tonight?" he asked. I shook my head up and down. "Good. Did you scrub yourself clean inside before coming here tonight?" he asked. I lay there; I didn't know what he meant. I cleaned myself but I didn't scrub myself. I thought hard trying to decipher what he meant. It made no sense. I could tell my forehead was furrowed in confusion. Time was passing and Daddy needed an answer. It had to be the truth, so, I moved my head from side to side. "Your Daddy didn't think you had. You cleaned yourself inside, yes, but you did not scrub yourself inside. That's okay that you haven't. Your Daddy is prepared. This time your Daddy will do it for you," he said soothingly. With every whispered mesmerizing word, I became more relaxed. He wasn't angry with me as I was anticipating. I would have to learn what he meant and prepare myself for any future times. He reached down to his bag, retrieved something and went to stand at my butt. I felt his fingers pushing my buttocks apart followed by a prickly feel at my hole. "This will hurt a bit but you want me to do it, don't you? You want me to scrub away the old so that you can be given a new life, don't you?" he asked quietly. I shook my head up and down vigorously. A sharp scratching feeling invaded me. It was being turned as the sharp feeling went further and further inside me. I tried to bolt upright. Daddy chuckled withdrawing and continued turning whatever it was inside me. I want to be your white boy, Daddy, and will do whatever you tell me to do.

I've talked about my Daddy, Michael, who I met on craigslist some time ago. We've seen each other as much as possible, and almost every time he asked when he could come to one of my swim meets. I've always been too scared to suggest a specific date, because in doing so I would be crossing a line, as my parents always attend the swim meets, but finally I asked him come. So that Monday he sat all of ten feet away from my parents. I was so scared and so turned on at the same time. After the meet, I met my parents and Michael was standing in the hall. He came up to me and my parents and said "Good job, Jamie," and then he introduced himself to my parents, saying his son Tommy was a wrestler and he was waiting to pick him up. We said our goodbyes and my parents walked to their car, but I went with Michael, saying I would catch a ride home with Michael and Tommy. Michael's car was parked fairly close to that of my parents and I was still quite nervous, even red, not with anger, but with anxiety. When we arrived at his car I punched Michael on the arm saying "You almost gave me a heart attack." "Oh, what did you think I was going to tell them? That I'm Michael and I breed your son on a weekly basis," he replied. Once I calmed down I decided it had been a huge turn on. Now he knew my parents. "Let's go get a room so I can send you home to them with my load inside of your hole." We ended-up going to a sleazy motel and, as promised, he filled me with his cum, and then he dropped me off at my parents' house, so that night, as I sat at the dining room table having dinner with my parents, Michael's cum was dripping out of my ass.

Not only r u not a bad person, you did exactly what the situation required, you gave yourself completely to a top who deserved to breed your sweet boy hole

I used to fuck women in high school and college -- would LUV to breed a sexy FTM dude!

I love it when I'm naked and having uncontrollable cum farts in front of a group.

At this point of the day, all three of us were bred with poz cum, and all was right with the world. I finally was bred by my hot boyfriend, by his poz support group buddy, and by another charged guy in the bathhouse. We left the dark room and headed downstairs for a shower and a Jacuzzi. It was good to take a break with Brad and Justin for a couple minutes. Brad said, "Rik, you still have all those poz loads in you?" "Yeah," I replied, "Gonna try and hold them in for a while." Brad asked, "Are you gonna be OK if you convert to being poz?" Justin joked, "I know of a good support group, if you need it!" I laughed, "We might need to call them up and have them stop by to breed me!" Brad and Justin looked at each other and smiled. Justin said with a wink, "We need to convert your boy. I'll start calling the support group guys and get them over here!" With that, they high-fived each other. Brad leaned over and gave me a kiss and said, "I want to help you get pozzed so we can cum in each other from now on. We'll get some newly converted guys to breed you." I said, "Yeah, I want that. I want two boyfriends so we can breed each other all the time." Justin said, "I need you guys too. We need to swap strains forever!" Brad and Justin looked behind me and both smiled. Brad said quietly, "Here we go..." My back was towards the Jacuzzi steps, so I didn't see who was getting in with us, but I caught his backside as he passed by to take a seat. He was tall like Brad, probably 6'5", lean, dark hairy legs and not much of a butt (which is fine with me). He sat across from me and took my breath away. He had a sexy hairy chest and had some scruff on his face. He looked me in the eyes and said, "I hear you're neg and want to get pozzed, is that right?" He didn't make any attempt to keep it quiet, and in fact said it loud enough for the other guys in the area to hear. My face went three shades of red. This was another defining moment for me. Either I'm in or I'm out. "Yeah" I said softly. Tall, dark and handsome said, "I didn't hear what you said, say it again." "Yes." "Yes, what?" It was time to own what I want. "I'm neg and I'm taking poz cum today. I want to be pozzed." I said it loud enough for him and most of the first floor to hear. My heart was pounding like a motherfucker. Tall, dark and handsome just smiled back at me. "I like that. Have you taken any loads yet?" "A couple," I said. "I pointed to Brad and Justin.”They bred me a couple hours ago." Tall, dark and handsome said, "That's hot. I have a high viral load, so if you want some of this, I'm in 215." The then stood up and showed me his rock hard uncut 9" cock that was pointing up to one of the sexiest biohazard tattoos I've never seen. He reached over to tweak my nipples and I grabbed his poz cock and felt his low-hangers. All I could say was "Oh yeah, I need that!" With that, he walked out of the Jacuzzi, dried off and left. Justin said "Well, that was hot!" "Oh my god," said Brad. "He's smokin' hot ... And it sounds like he'll help get the job done." I said, "Let's dry off and take a walk." We dried off and got new towels again. Well, Brad and Justin got towels. They said I needed to be naked for the rest of the day. And I was OK with that. At the front desk, I noticed a magic marker laying on a clipboard. I had an idea. I asked the attendant, "Can I write something down real quick? I'll give it right back." He handed it under the window and went back to checking in people. Both Brad and Justin looked at me wondering what the fuck I was up to. I grabbed Justin and gave him a big sloppy kiss, and did the same to Justin. I presented the marker and said, "Write on me. Let guys see what we're doing." It was like instant Viagra. All three of us were rock hard at the idea. Brad turned me around and drew an arrow from my mid-back pointing down to my asshole. He handed the marker to Justin. "That's all you got? That's lame" said Justin. I felt Justin writing stuff all over my backside. I had no idea what he was doing, but my precum was oozing all over. "There, that's how you do it." Justin said, handing it back to Brad. Brad said, "Turn around" and started writing on me. They both had big smiles and were really getting into this. He wrote on my pecs, abs, down to my pubes and cock. He stood up to admire his work and Justin nodded his head in approval. They high-fived each other and then Justin gave the marker back to the attendant. Justin said, "Let's go back upstairs, we can get other guys to write oh him more if we need to." My balls were aching at this point, I really needed to blow my load, but it wasn't time yet. I don't think there was anyone in the building that didn't know my story earlier, but they sure do now. As we walked the halls, guys would give me a look and then give me a nod. There were two black guys in the hallway talking as we walked up. One of them looked at me and said, "Rik - the Neg bugchaser?" Brad answered for me and said, "Yeah, we're filling him up with charged loads ... Rik, bend over and show him your hole!" Right there in front of anyone walking by, I bent over and spread my asscheeks. Both black guys rubbed their hands over my ass. One of them slid a finger inside my hole and said to his friend, "he's loose already." He went from one finger to two fingers to four fingers very quickly. I moaned, "OH fuck yeah, that feels great! Feel my cunt!" My cock was drooling precum at both the humiliation and how slutty I was becoming. Justin said, "We're in 213 if you want more of this slut." The guy slowly pulled his fingers out of my ass, and I felt cum ooze out and run down my legs. We continued our walk, making sure guys saw us walking around with hard-ons and my freshly inked advertising written on me. When Brad saw someone in a room, or when we would pass someone in the hallway, he said "213," making sure guys knew our room number. We turned the corner and coming our direction was Dave and Bruce, two guys from 24 Hour Fitness. Brad and I have known them from the gym for a long time. I didn't plan on seeing anyone I know here today. They both stopped and stared at me, while reading what was written on my body. Dave said, "What's up with this? What are you guys doing?" Justin said, "Isn't it apparent? We're pozzing him up!" Brad reached behind me and slipped a couple fingers up my hole. My eyes rolled into the back of my head and how hot it was. I looked at them and said, "I need a charged load up my hole." Dave and Bruce just replied, "Oh!" and kept on walking. I'm not sure whose world was rocked more, theirs or mine. I suppose those gossip queens will be talking this up on Monday at the gym, since they know everyone in town. We got back to the room and I finally got a look at what my poz boyfriends wrote on me. Reading backwards I could read "poz me" "cumslut" "neg4poz" and I had no idea what Justin did on my backside. Didn't care - just glad that the two most important guys in my life are getting me gifted. I laid on the mattress on my back as we got settled. Brad left the door open and then turned to me. "Let's get you some poisoned cum" he said. Justin straddled my head and lowered his cock into my mouth. Brad raised my legs up and handed them to Justin. Brad then slid his poz cock up my cummy hole. He worked in and out slowly, not trying to cum, but trying to attract breeders. I heard Justin say, "You want to breed our boyfriend? Leave the door open and fuck him." I felt some hands feeling up my body, tweaking my nipples, feeling my abs and my cock and balls. Brad said, "He needs poz cum. Can you help him out?" "Yeah, I can charge him up" was all I heard before I felt a huge cock slam up my hole. Justin pulled out of my mouth so I could see my new breeder. He was one of the black guys we saw in the hallway, and clearly I missed seeing his huge cock when me met earlier. My new breeder said, "My buddy won't let me fuck him ... and the way your hole felt, I knew I had to poz you." Just then his buddy walked in and asked, "Can I watch?" Justin asked, "Do you want to fuck his face while your buddy breeds this cumdump?" With no hesitation, he climbed up and fed me his uncut cock. Justin took this opportunity to feel up the guy in my mouth, as I knew Brad was feeling up the guy who was in my asshole. I could hear the other guys in the room jacking their lubed cocks as they watched me get bred. It was hot knowing everyone there knew what I'm chasing. I heard the guy fucking my mouth say to Justin, "Yeah, rub your cock on my asshole ... I'm close." Justin said, "If you don't blow your load down his throat, I'm going to breed you!" Brad took Justin's cue and said to the guy fucking me, "Feel my cock against your hole? My precum is getting you all wet. I might have to breed you too!" "Breed him, Justin" "Yeah, you breed yours "Brad" Neither of my poz boyfriends had a chance to slide inside, because the nasty poz chat had the black guys all worked up. The guy fucking me yelled, "Here I go, bitch! I'm cumming up your hole!" The guy in my mouth said "Fuck! Here I go too!" Simultaneously, I got huge loads that must have been saved up for days. The guy still in my ass said, "I haven't fucked a neg guy since I converted. I love that." These hot guys creamed both of my holes. I swallowed up as much as I could, but some escaped onto my face. My asshole was leaking like crazy, but it felt amazing. Both guys pulled out and gave me a couple pats on my ass, and then they walked out. Brad and Justin sat on the bed next to me and said, "That was hot, but he needs more poz cum." They both bent down to give me a three-way kiss so the three of us could make out. I couldn't love these two more than I did right then. While we were making out, I felt a new hand rub my ass. I moaned softly and opened my legs to our new guest without looking. Brad and Justin silently checked the guy out and then returned to making out. The guy playing with my ass had three fingers up my hole and was working up to four. "Fuck that feels good" I said to Justin and Brad. "He's making my hole feel great." The boys whispered words of encouragement to relax my hole, that I need to open it up. I felt his fingers work in and out of my hole, and felt him tuck his thumb in with his other four fingers. "Yeah, open up for me," our new guest said. "I’m here to give you the fuck-flu!" It was Tall, Dark and Handsome.

grrrrrrrrrrr, used and fucked up cops! HOT!!!!!!!

Love the dad/son roleplay. There is something so hot about having an older man use me for his own pleasure. Teaching me how to be a man by taking his nice raw cock up my smooth hole. Especially love the my dad will party me up by administering. Nothing hotter than the look in daddy's eyes when he pushed that plunger in and he sees my eyes roll back.