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My job has led to a lot of interesting interactions. I've seen and spoken to so many people that nothing surprises me anymore. I've heard more vanilla and more kinky stories than you could imagine - you'd be surprised how much someone is willing to share when they're stood in line waiting to get into a club. I'm a doorman for one of the most prestigious gay nightclubs in town; everybody wants to be on the guest list. The events that the club holds are always invite-only to begin with, then staff can send people in and finally if there is any space anyone in the line can come in. Because staff get to send in the next group of people there are always people willing to do anything to get in. It's not uncommon for members to sleep with staff just to gain access into the club. In fact it's a known thing that happens. The club itself has two rules. When inside and in the sex rooms there is strictly no safe sex. This was actually a request from our members and being the club we are we like to listen to what they have to say. The second is strictly no straight men. We allow straight women in (though they very rarely get selected by staff or have an invitation), but straight men are just not allowed. That still doesn't stop people from trying though. That's where Toby comes in.... It was a cold December night and we were running our "Leads up for Christmas" event which is a very BDSM / S&M focused event and as it was close to Christmas the usual $20 cover was waived. Naturally because of this the line was the longest it has ever been. At the front of the line were three guys, Toby, Scott and Adam. Toby was five feet, seven inches, with short brown hair and the most amazing blue eyes you have ever seen, and, although his baggy shirt tried to hide as much, I could see from a distance the man was cut like a diamond with rock hard abs. When he turned around to face his friends my cock actually twinged at the site of his small bubble butt. I found myself wondering how far he'd be willing to go to get into the club. So I moved over to the guys and chatted with them. "What do you think the odds are we will get in?" Adam asked. "Depends how nice you all are to me," I replied. "It is Christmas soon you know so think how festive you can be." Adam and Scott smiled and giggled and Toby just stood there with a blank expression on his face. I pressed on, trying to find some answers, and asked "So are you guys all together then?" "We are," Scott replied gesticulating between himself and Adam to indicate they were together, "Toby here hasn't been out with a while and just broke up with his gi...well he's out of a serious relationship anyway so we thought a night on the town would do him good." Fuck. He was straight. Even better. I made my move. "Alright guys you two can go in but I want a word with Toby here" I opened the barrier to let them. As Scott and Adam passed through the barrier, Toby asked "What? Why, am I in trouble? Aren't you going to let me in?" "Calm down", I said, grabbing his arm and holding on to his left bicep for probably longer than was required as I admired his soft and supple physique. "I just need to get some details from you. It's clear these two are members but you don't seem to be. Next time you come you won't have to wait in line then, so come this way." I led Toby into the back office where the bouncers go to, well, take details. Since the office was heated, Toby removed his coat. The denim jeans he was wearing did nothing to disguise the small bulge I noticed in his crotch. He was excited to be here. I opened my questions by asking "Look, Toby. I know you're straight. Having worked here for ten years my gaydar is second to none. Why are you here?" "I'm not straight," Toby interjected, "I'm 100% gay." "Okay, well, for starters no gay guy would ever say he's 100% gay. And if you really are gay, come here and kiss me." Toby looked shocked. I don't think he expected me to say it or that staff of a business could even do such a thing. "It's only a kiss Toby besides you're gay and I already know you haven't got a partner to cheat on since you just broke up." Toby contemplated what I had just told him but I got bored of waiting, so I walked across the office pulled him to his feet and started kissing him. His lips were so soft and sweet and my cock started to grow. I had to fuck this straight boy and be the first inside his virgin ass. I pulled back from Toby and stood looking at him, admiring what I saw in front of me. I stared at him for about 15 seconds then I dove back in. As my mouth touched his I threw him back against the wall as I slid my tongue down his inviting throat. I placed my hands under his shirt and stroked each and every one of his six pack abs, working my way up to his nipples and tweaking them. Toby grunted, the first sign he was mine. I moved back down towards his trousers and started to unbuckle his belt. He put his hands down to try stop me but I grabbed his arms and held them in place above his head with one hand as, with my other free hand, I went back to work on this belt. I popped the buckle open, then the jeans button and the zipper and let them fall to the ground. I move from his mouth and started kissing his neck and nibbling on his ear lobe, "Kick them off," I whispered. He shook his head no. I bit his ear, hard, demanding "Kick them off now." This time he complied. I pulled back from Toby. Once more I could see his white boxer-briefs becoming somewhat transparent - no doubt his cock was leaking. Smiling, I murmured "Someone is happy to be here." I grabbed Toby's hand and led him to the couch, telling his to remove his pants and get on all fours facing the back of the couch. To my surprise he complied immediately. Toby's body was completely hairless. He was an absolutely beautiful specimen of a man. And as he crouched there on all fours I saw his virgin ass pulsating, inviting me to go to town on it. I walked up to him and dropped to my knees, and breathing heavily over his beautiful hole, I started to rim his ass. "Fuucccck" Toby groaned. "You just wait until I really start" I replied, and with that I moved in for the kill. My tongue entered his ass and I was instantly hit with the sweet taste of unbroken ass. It had been a long time since I had tasted this and I wanted to savour the moment. After ten minutes of rimming Toby's ass I was ready to move things on, and from the looks of the pre-cum dripping from his cock so was he. I dropped my trousers and started massaging his hole with the head of my cock. "No wait, put a condom on" he said. "Toby the club is a no condom zone," I replied. "I can't let you fuck me if you don't" he replied. Thinking the argument was not worth having I walked over to my draw and pulled out a 'already worked' condom which I had previously poked many a hole in, thus ensuring its failure. I wasn't really going to bother with Toby but I don't like when people don't listen to the rules, I had to punish him. I slid my finger inside his ass and started to work my nails around the lining of his ass. "Gently, please," he whimpered. "Don't worry. It's just because your ass is new. You'll get used to it." I withdrew my finger and smiled at the little specs of blood on there. He was ready. I rolled the condom on and walked back up to Toby. As I slid into his ass he started to moan and squeal like a little bitch but I kept on pushing, unrelenting. Within thirty seconds my seven inch cock was deep inside him and my balls were touching his ass. I pulled back out to check to see if the condom had broken. It had. This time I didn't take so long and slight straight back in with all my might. Toby screamed the place down but I carried on regardless. He would soon learn what it felt like to be properly fucked. I pounded Toby constantly, my balls slapping his ass so hard they began to leave a slight impression on his cheeks. With each thrust Toby squirmed and moaned and cried some more. This bitch was taking every inch of me and was loving it. He knew he had come to the right place. As I drew closer to the edge I slowed down and pulled Toby up to me, I whispered in his ear "Toby I know you are straight, so to get in to the club this time round I am going to have to charge you." "How much?" he moaned out. With that I blew my load into his ass, then I threw him back down on the couch and pushed deeper than I ever had in him to make sure every drop was deep inside of him. Then I withdrew from his ass, disposing of the condom away before he could see its condition. "There, I've just charged you Toby." "What so the sex was the charge?" he asked. "I guess. Go join your friends and tell them I've charged you and let them explain things. I think I'll be seeing you around here a lot more, Toby."

Part 2 Seth said it was time to get me laid as he worked my virgin hole open. I really must have been tight cause when he was working my hole open with his fingers I could feel a burn as the muscles stretched. Seth climbed up on the bed and was kneeling between my legs. I got a good look at this 20 something stud about to take my virginity. I was a little surprised and shocked at the piece of meat he had between his legs. It wasn't fully hard yet and I was guessing it was over 8". Seth then leaned in and gave me a kiss. I parted my lips granting his tongue full access. As our tongues wrestled I felt the tip of his cock at the entrance to my hole. Then I felt the tip of his tool began to press in where nothing had ever been before except for his own fingers. When I felt his big mushroom head pop in I thought I would be in terrible pain. On the contrary, it felt so right. He held still in me giving me time to adjust to his penetration. I simply looked into his eyes and told him to keep going. For some strange reason my hole felt a hunger that could only be satisfied by a cock. Seth slowly sank in deeper, going slow. He seemed to want my first time to be one I'd never forget. When he finally bottomed out balls deep I was ready to be his bitch. He slowly pulled back out and then thrusted back in which brought a moan from me and a pleasurable look in Seth's eyes. Seth slowly began to piston in and out of my hole as we looked at each other. The feeling seemed to be so overwhelming, my senses seemed to be heightened. I was amazed at how good my first time was starting out to be. Seth fucked me like that for a long time. I reached up and touched his face as we kissed again. Then I was curious to how his cock was sliding in and out of me that I reached down between our two bodies to feel the piece of man meat penetrating me. I felt the base of his cock as it moved in and out of my hole. I was suddenly shocked that I could not feel the bottom of the rubber. Seth told me he played safe, did he trick me? I think Seth saw the look on my face as I realized he was fucking me bareback. But the look on his face seemed to calm my fears as he began to pound my hole and made the fuck feel 100 times better then it had started out to be. I could not let this go and asked him to stop and put a condom on his cock. He "seemed" a little shocked and said that he was so much into me and my body and making my first time memorable he forgot to put one on. Then he added that it was actually too late since he had already flood my hole with 2 loads. The look in his eyes and the sensation of my first time had me giving into his bareback fuck. The thought of fucking raw was a turn on for me and if this is how I am to start then so be it! When I was getting tired of holding my legs in the air he suggested that we switch to me on all 4's and he'd fuck me doggy style. He got behind me and slipped his cock back in so easily. At first I thought I felt a slight burn as he penetrated me for the second time of the night, but quickly resumed his assault on my hole, making me feel so good that I quick;y forgot about the burn I felt. As Seth fucked me in this new position I heard a key being placed into the door of the room. I was surprised to see the cut guy from the main counter walk in naked closing the door behind him. Seth told me that he was Randy and that they were roommates. Randy always joins him after his shift so that they can chill in the room and fuck. Randy walked right over to the bed and got on his knees in front of wagging his soft cock. I needed to direction as I took it into my mouth and began to give him the best blow job I could. Seth's assault on my hole was reaching a climatic spot as I began to feel Randy's cock grow in my mouth and took him (with expertise I learned with 'friends' at school I had the occasion to suck off) down my throat. Randy was shocked I was able to get him into my throat without gagging as he commented to Seth that I was one hell of a cock sucker. Seth let Randy know that he he liked my throat he was going to love my ass. I could feel Seth's cock begin to grow inside me as his pace quickened and his breathing became ragged. I knew he was about to cum inside me. God only knows how much cum he already deposited inside my formerly virgin ass. As Seth was reaching his eminent orgasm I was getting Randy nice and hard. I figured he'd fuck me next. The question in my mind was do I let him bareback me as Seth already has.

Until Death Do Us Part (The Story a Cheating Boyfriend) It happened all on a sunny Saturday at Michelle’s wedding. She was a very good friend of mine and had extended and invitation to me to celebrate with her that most important day. We were quite a crowd, as we witnessed the solemn vows in the church, but I had no eyes for the holy ceremony which was taking place in the sanctuary. No, my eyes were fixed on a young guy who was sitting not far away from me. I recognized his breathtaking beauty, his innocent appearance. His blonde hair and blue eyes gave him an almost angelic appearance, and his body frame, although clearly athletic, was still quite petite. He was not really tall, at most 5'7", I estimated. Eventually he felt observed and after smiling shyly to me once in a while, he concentrated his gaze at Michelle and John who promised to love and cherish each other for the rest of their lives. It was obvious the guy next to my blonde angel was his boyfriend. He held his arm around his shoulder, like he was protecting him. It was a nice gesture and somehow it made me hard. The boy’s eyes wandered back to me, just to look away…. it was almost like a hot and dangerous game. We all stood when the rites had concluded and the bride and groom began moving down the aisle to leave the church. At this point my cock was extremely hard, so I effectively presented myself to my little blonde darling, allowing him to imagine what was in store for him. Sure enough, when the blonde twink passed in front of me, he blushed when he saw my immense bulge. Since he couldn’t look away, I knew I had him on the hook. During the afternoon we had quite a ball and I made sure Michelle placed me next to the lovely twink. He and his fiancée were friends of her now husband. At that time I learned the twink's name was Dante. Later that evening, when the people were wandering around to dance or take a smoke or simply talk to others we stayed at our table and looked at each other, and got to chatting. Dante told me he had been with his partner for two years and they planned to marry also in the upcoming year. I nodded and my right hand was at the back of his chair. My thumb was caressing his shoulder blade, while he told me how much he was in love with his boyfriend. With my left hand I massaged my bump unashamedly. No one saw it anyway, no one except Dante who tried to ignore the fact that I was discretely playing with my hard on. “Would you mind stop touching me? I am here with my boyfriend,” he said all of a sudden. I kept on caressing his back and told him I knew that, but I was not doing any harm by touching him. “Still…. it is not appropriate,” he insisted. “So you want me to stop. I can do that. I can stop touching you and I can take ‘that’ away from you” I replied and stopped groping myself. Spreading my legs I gave him a good view of the tent, that was building up in my pants. Dante gulped, and quietly remarked "It certainly is impressive, but this really isn't the place for this." “You could take a closer look. Perhaps somewhere more private,” I suggested. Dante looked around frantically. “Meet me at the church yard. Tomorrow. At 3:00 PM,” I demanded. “But my boyfriend,” he mumbled. “We will just meet and talk,” I promised him, although I knew I would be the one talking. He wouldn’t be able to reply, since he would be massaging my cock with his throat. Dante nodded. “I will try to meet you there” he promised and with that I got up and made sure he got a good last look at my bulging pants before I left the table to get myself another drink and to enjoy the rest of the evening with a bunch of my acquaintances. The next day came and I arrived at the church shortly before 3:00 PM. Dante had already arrived, and was seated on a bench texting on his mobile, as he awaited my arrival. He was dressed in a washed out jeans and a skater shirt, looking even younger than his actual age of 18, which he had mentioned to me at the wedding. I walked up to him. My dick started to stir yet again, and, as he was sitting at the right height, it was the first thing he saw: a nice lump was forming in my jeans. “Hey Dante… nice, that you made it” I greeted him. “Yeah – nice to see…. you…. too,” he replied as he stared at my crotch. Then his eyes sought-out my eyes and he smiled at me. “Although I must admit I am still not comfortable being here. I even lied to my boyfriend,” he admitted. ‘Nice’ I thought. “Why? What did you tell him?” I wanted to know. “I texted him I lost my bracelet at the wedding and wanted to check in various places if I could find it” he said. “Well, let’s take a walk over the cemetery. We could talk and find a quiet corner to converse some more,” I looked at him with a friendly face. “Okay,” he agreed and with that we started walking towards the entrance of the wide cemetery, chatting as we made our way. I kept an eye open for a private bench, and then spied the perfect location, a bench positioned beneath a willow, with no nearby tombstones. We sat down and since Dante kept glancing at my crotch, I placed my arm around his shoulder and sat there, my legs wide apart, and suggested “Well, why don’t you check me out - just for a little bit. You know, while we chat,” I suggested. “I'm not sure if I should do that,” he replied, adding “It would feel like cheating on my boyfriend and I don’t want to go that path. I am proud that we are committing ourselves into a faithful relationship." ‘Blah blah blah’ I thought. Of course I agreed with that and I told him it was not my intention to ruin anything. I could relate on that, since I was in a solid relationship myself (a lie) and would never be not loyal to my loved one (again a lie, since I cheated always on my partners). Come on, as if fucking the same old hole would make you horny after some times of usage. “But then again – it is nothing more than a human touch” I explained to him and touched his right hand. “See. Nothing more. No cheating, no lies, just a human touch. And I got the feeling you were quite interested yesterday in feeling me up. And I can sense from the look in your eyes, that you still are, Dante." He didn’t look at my face. He stared openly at my bulge and his hand tried to fondle the clear outlining of my hard nine inch long cock. He started at the base with one finger and followed the route up to my cock head. There he used three of his fingers to get a grip around my glans penis, massaging it through my jeans. "It's so long and thick,” he said admiring. “Yeah – most guys turn me down, because of that” I sighed deeply. “Are you serious?” he asked, looking up at me, but his hand never paused in stroking my cock, even if through my tight jeans. I simply nodded. It was unbelievable, how many guys were scared of the size of my cock. Of course this was a lie also, but I wanted to get this thing going. “I would love to feel it up my ass,” he confessed, "especially 'cause my boyfriend's cock is only six inches long and somewhat thin," but then, in a moment of remorse, he added “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have told you that.” “Nah – man we are friends. Who can you turn to, if not to a friend in such matters?” I asked him honestly and played my cards so hypocritically. “So you fuck your boyfriend?” I asked. “Good lord – no!” he exclaimed. He was the passive part, which made it so critical for him. He loved his boyfriend, just in bed he was a whack. “Oh that’s bad of course, but love can overcome such problems,” I praised him and really had to bite my tongue in order not to laugh out loud. Then I asked "Do you want to take a closer look?” “Here? Out in the open?” he sounded shocked. I got the feeling this twink was really a good one ‘as in’ playing always safe – meeting the love of his life – testing for HIV and that crap and then fucking without condoms like rabbits. He was a ‘Neg’ for sure, which made him even more desirable for me. “Nah – are you crazy?” I played the surprised. “We could use the church toilets and you could take a short glance. That’s it,” I promised. I vowed I would not fuck him there and smiled my winning smile and so we agreed on walking to the toilets. He was supposed to walk in front of me and reserve a stall and I would enter immediately behind him and enter the stall if no one else was in there at all. I’ve watched him shaking his ass at me, while he looked for the right way back to the church. From time to time he turned around to me and grinned, while I followed him, giving him a dirty look. I even squeezed my bulge more than one time, when he took another turn, gazing at me. I was horny like a dog when I entered the church toilets and as we thought, we were the only ones in there at that moment. So Dante took the last of three stalls and disappeared in it. I followed him and closed the door behind us. Right after that the main door opened again and someone shuffled into to urinals section and started to pee. I signaled Dante to get down on his knees and to open my pants, while I pretended to concentrate to the stranger outside, but I hardly listened to the noises the other fellow made. Dante understood and so he went down and started with my belt. I looked down on him thinking to myself 'Dante is absolutely hypnotized by shape of my cock, even if he hasn't seen it yet'. But with that he opened the last button and received his 'present of the day', my cock! He was mesmerized and looked at it closely. He felt the girth of my dick and enjoyed smelling around my dong, but he never tried to move to the next step, so I pushed the envelope saying "I've really gotta take a piss, but maybe you'd like to hold it for me." He nodded and smiled at me. He aimed my dick towards the toilet porcelain and I started letting go a strong gush of piss. I sighed relieved and the luck was on my side, when I realized that there was no toilet paper in our stall. So when I finished pissing up, I told Dante about our dilemma and asked him, if he could finish the job. He looked up at me with big eyes and you could see his brain started working. But the tension was too much for him and so he focused his gaze on my dick head again and shortly after that I felt his tongue lapping at my glans penis, and he particularly seemed to enjoy licking my piss slit as his tongue wiped through my piss slit a lot of times. He even dared to take my cock head into his mouth for a couple of seconds and started sucking me softly. Then the magic moment was gone and Dante started jacking me off slowly, but without his mouth supporting it. I knew what he was trying to do, but it was my game and he had to obey my rules, so I stopped his motions and started to button up, while grinning at him cheekily. Dante looked like a child, who got robbed of his favorite toy. I almost felt sorry for him, but this jacking off would lead to nothing. I had to keep his tension up and so I apologized to him, and told him that I had to leave for a date with my lover (a lie, since there was no solid relationship for me) and if he would like to meet me for another chat, we could meet at the church parking lot on Thursday at the same time again. His face brightened up and he promised he would make it, and as we walked back to the parking lot, we chatted about ordinary stuff, departing merrily. Dante had traveled to the church bus, and I deliberately didn’t suggest I could drop him off - wherever he was going. He didn't seem to even notice my omission. I knew, however, next time we wouldn’t end up in the church toilet as there were other places, very discrete places we could go, where we could engage in some more interesting action. Little did Dante know there was more about me than just my handsome face or the big cock in my jeans....

Chapter II. Adam proposed that the five of us go back to his studio and get some photos taken. Danny and Sam were all up for it, especially since it seemed likely that they’d get to play with Adam. Three POZ cocks and the two of us seemed risky, but I knew and trusted Danny and Sam. After all, they could have stealthed us the last time we had all played together, and they knew Adam; I wondered how well they really knew him, since they didn’t seem to know that he was also POZ. My boy looked at me as if to say, ‘let’s do this now! I’m horny!’ I nodded assent, and we got the check. Adam had had less to drink, so he volunteered to drive Danny’s car. I sat in the front, with my boy tightly sandwiched between Danny and Sam. Of course, the three of them were making out as soon as Adam pulled out of the parking lot. By the time we had reached Adam’s studio, Danny and Sam were taking turns swallowing my boy’s cock. My boy didn’t even bother to pull his pants all the way up as they stumbled into the studio. Adam led us to a velvet couch in the middle of a big room. The four of us sat there as he switched on lights and got his equipment and camera together. ‘You four want to play as a group or as two couples?’ Sam suggested we do both. My boy and I made out as Adam snapped away. The sound of the camera’s shutter clicking was totally turning me on as I helped my boy slip out of his clothes. Danny and Sam stood over by Adam suggesting poses and camera angles. By the time my boy and I were naked, hard, and dripping, Danny and Sam were ready to switch places. My boy and I got off the sofa and the other guys took our place. They made out as they tore each others clothes off. They were 69ing on the cushions when Adam suggested we join in. My boy and I knelt in front of the sofa as Danny guided my mouth to his cock, and Sam guided my boy to his. We blew them for a few minutes and then Danny and Sam went down on us. God, those POZ fuckers both gave great head. Just then, Sam’s phone started ringing. I was shocked when he popped up off my cock and walked across to his pile of clothes and answered. From the look and sound of things, it was a work call. He needed to go help his boss out of a sticky situation at some country club. Danny looked annoyed, but agreed to head over there with him as Sam was still pretty drunk. They got dressed and headed out. I walked them to the car thanking them for a good time, and for agreeing to still play with me and my boy on safer terms. They both gave me a big hug then hopped in the car, planning to come back and pick us up to drive us back to our car as soon as they were finished. When I got back inside, Adam was standing next to the couch, his shirt now untucked, more or less hiding his crotch. I had noticed before that he must have been getting hard as he photographed the four of us fooling around. My boy was grinning as he posed leaned over the couch, fingering his ass, which was already shiny with lube or something. Adam had me take my clothes off again and stand beside the couch so my boy could blow me. After a few minutes, I really had to piss so I backed away and left the studio, heading down the hall as Adam directed. When I came back a few minutes later, Adam was sitting on the sofa next to my boy’s upturned ass, which seemed totally wet. My boy was pulling his cheeks apart exposing his hole as Adam took some closeups of his winking pucker. It dawned on me that his ass would have only gotten that wet if Adam had been eating him out. I figured that was fine with me. We both knew he was POZ, which meant that if it came to fucking, he’d have to bag up. Adam smiled at me and excused himself to go to the bathroom too. He shirt was still untucked, but I could see a dark spot that must have been precum. I figured he must have been turned on to soak through his pants and his shirt! Alone with my boy, I asked if Adam had been playing with his ass. He confessed, kind of guilty. I told him it was totally fine, and reminded him how much it turned me on to watch him give himself to other guys. ‘Adam doesn’t play safe,’ was all he said. I figured, whatever, then I’ll be the only guy fucking my boy today, but it dawned on me that they must have talked about fucking when I was out of the room. I wondered how much farther my boy would let things go if I found an excuse to leave the room. Adam came back but this time had lost his shirt. Fuck, he had a hot body. Spreading across his massive right pec was a biohazard tattoo. My boy and I both knew what that meant, and I could see my boy drool. Adam picked up his camera again and had me get on my knees. My boy spun around, ass upturned. Adam got on the sofa behind him as he shot my boy deep throating me. Adam nudged himself closer and closer to my boy’s prone ass. I could see he was hard as he pressed against my boy’s ass. My boy clearly liked it as he pushed back. Adam kept dry-humping him as my boy slobbered all over my dick. I looked up to see the tip of Adam’s glistening cock peeking out over the waist of his jeans. A nice uncut helmet oozing POZ precum. I thought that might be the moment to excuse myself, wanting to see how badly my boy wanted this POZ hunk to fuck him. I so desperately wanted to see his hole leaking cum again that it was starting to not bother me if it was POZ cum or not! To be continued…

Chapter I. My boy and I had fooled around with other guys, sometimes together, sometimes separately. I totally got off watching our buddies fuck him bareback and fill him with cum. Nothing was more fun that sliding into his loosened ass and using our buddies’ seed as lube! I’m mostly a top, but it was equally as fun letting our friends cum in me and having my boy top me when my hole was good and sloppy. All of that changed after we had an STD scare a few months ago. We had invited Danny and his boyfriend Sam over to our place. They are both versatile, so we knew we’d all end up getting to fuck and get fucked as much as we wanted to. My boy took both of their loads before I seeded him, and I took Danny’s load before my boy came in me. After they left, me and my boy laid on our bed, tangled in cummy sheets, fingering our holes and kissing. Hot, right? Well, about three weeks later, Danny called to ask if they could come over and talk. It didn’t sound like they wanted to play. Danny told us the big news. He and Sam had both just tested POZ. They thought it had happened when they hired an ‘escort’ a few weeks earlier and he had fucked both of them raw. If that was indeed how they’d both gotten the bug, there was a really good chance that they had pumped both of us full of POZ seed. Of course, we immediately got tested and the results came back NEG for both of us. Our doctor advised us to get tested again in three months just to be sure. The three month mark came and went, and we were tested again, both NEG. After that, we decided to fool around less with fuck buddies, and play safe with them. We both hated using condoms with our friends, but they were pretty respectful. We had some guys over and had them bag up before fucking us. That seemed to be safe enough, so when my boy asked if we could invite Danny and Sam over to fuck us again, I agreed, but adding only if they agreed to play safe. They came over, and both dutifully wore condoms. I wasn’t planning on letting them fuck me, even safe, but after seeing them each sink his cock into my boy’s hole, I needed their cocks too. Sam even joked that wearing a condom sucked, but it made him so much less sensitive that he could fuck longer without cumming. Secretly, as Sam was fucking me and Danny was fucking my boy, I couldn’t help but fantasize about that condom bursting as my gut was filled with POZ cum. But, that’s not how we wound up taking POZ seed. After Danny came in the condom and pulled out of my boy, I fucked him raw. Danny and Sam egged me on to breed him. It felt so strange to be fucking him after two cocks had loosened him up, but with only lube in him; it felt so different. Danny asked if he could take pics of my load dripping out of my boy’s ass, and we were game. My boy told him how much it turned him on to be photographed like a common slut. Sam piped up that we should meet his friend Adam, who was a photographer. A few days later at a boozy brunch, Danny and Sam introduced us to Adam. After a few mimosas and Bloody Marys, Adam pitched something to us, explaining that in his work as a photographer, he did work for a gay website, soft core mostly, but sometimes featured boyfriends. My boy was feeling his drinks, and asked Adam if he ever joined in the action. He winked at my boy, then smiled at me saying, "Only if both guys are into it." Then he clarified his remarks, by shaking his head and commenting he joined in a lot less lately. "Why?" Danny asked. "'Cause I'm POZ," replied Adam. "So are we," Sam responded. Adam chuckled, saying "This just got a lot more interesting." To be continued….

CHAPTER 4 The afternoon passed without incident, though I was so scared that our wives knew what we'd been up to. We'd arranged for the four of us to have dinner that night and I was so excited, not for the dinner, but to be near Mike again! What was wrong with me?!? The four of us were getting our photo taken out the front of the restaurant and Mike's hand slipped down past his wife's shoulder and rested on my butt. I could feel his finger pressing against my hole and I had to stop myself from pushing back on it. He'd turned me into his slut! It was a pretty small restaurant and the two married couples were side by side. I couldn't help but "accidentally" keep rubbing my leg against his as we tried so hard to keep straight-faced. Just when I thought I couldn't take it any longer, our wives excused themselves to go to the bathroom and freshen up. After they left, Mike looked at me with a gleam in his eye, "Maybe we should go to the bathroom too man." "What do you mean? The girls are right here!" "They'll be in the bathroom for 10 minutes man, you know they will be." He was right. "You know you want to" He had me there too. As excited as I was following him into the men's bathroom, I was disappointed to see a guy at one of the two urinals. Mike went into one of the stalls as I stood at the other urinal. Fortunately, my company was basically finished and was out of the bathroom shortly after. As he left, the cubicle door swung open and Mike was standing, stroking his hard cock. Fuck, he looked so sexy. I cursed myself for wearing white pants, if he fucked me the cum was bound to leak out & show on my ass and the game would be up. "We can't fuck," I whispered as I entered the cubicle. "Never mind," he replied standing over the toilet. "I'm sure we can come up with something" I was so thankful as I knelt in front of him that the door went almost the whole way down to the floor. No-one would see four feet under the cubicle! I knew what really turned him on from the blowjob earlier in the day. My own wife had never done this with me, yet here I was sucking her brother off in a restaurant bathroom! I knew it was slutty but I didn't care, I'd do anything to make Mike happy. I was concentrating so much on his cock that I didn't hear him whisper he was close until I started to taste his pre-cum. He gave a tap on the head and whispered that he was about to cum. I knew he couldn't give me a facial or shoot anywhere on my body so there was only one place he could go. As he stifled a moan, I felt his cum shoot down my throat. I'd never tasted cum before (of course!) but was surprised to find that I liked the taste! What had my wife been complaining about before? I looked up at Mike as I milked every last drop from his cock. I didn't want there to be any tell-tale signs from him and I also wanted all of his cum coz it just tasted so good. Mike pulled up his pants and opened the cubicle door, walking past a guy who could see me on my knees wiping my mouth. "Just a little food poisoning, you know how it is" Mike smirked to the man as I got to my feet, blushing as I walked past. I could still taste his cum as we sat back down at our table, our wives having only just returned. END OF CHAPTER 4

Until death do us part (story a cheating boyfriend) – Part 02 I can’t deny it: over the next couple of days I thought a lot about Dante and his sweet little ass. Although he was interested in my cock, he seemed to be troubled with the idea of betraying his partner, so if I was going to empty my balls, I knew I would have to be very careful in approaching him. Still, I could not wait for our second date. Thursday came I found the little angel seated on a bench, dressed in his white puma training suit, apparently watching for me. He looked so innocent, and when he saw me he arose, walked towards me to greet me. “Hey there,” he said, adding “It is good to see you again” as his gaze wandered down to my crotch and up to my face again. “I am happy to see you too, as you can see” I replied, taking a good grip of my crotch. My dick had been hard for the entire drive to meet Dante. “So what’s the plan?” he asked and looked around as if he was uncomfortable to be here at this public place. “Depends on you. I just know I need to open my pants real soon. My dick is already hurting, if you know what I mean,” I smirked. “I can see. Your pants are too tight, or your cock is too big,” Dante commented, licking his lips with repressed excitement. "Why don’t we just drive around for a while? We could drive downtown and drink some coffee,” I suggested. “No! No coffee…. not downtown! My boyfriend thinks I'm with my best friend, buying stuff for her new apartment” he explained. So he lied to his boyfriend again about the two of us meeting. If he had a clear conscience, he wouldn’t have to lie to his man, but he was craving for my cock. He wanted to feel my cock break through his pussy, piercing up his cunt. Maybe not today. Maybe not tomorrow, but it was definitely inevitable. “Driving around is nice…. maybe you know a parking lot, where we can talk a bit, while sitting in the car” he suggested.. ‘Yeah…. doing some dirty talk, you bitch’ I thought. “Sure do…. let’s go” I answered flashing a smile at him. We got into my car but before we left I told him how stunning he looked to day and how much I liked his scent. He smiled at me and told me he didn’t wear any cologne as his boyfriend was allergic to almost everything. “Really. Then your scent is overwhelming. I have never experienced something like this before, but just smelling you makes me hot,” I purred. Without asking for permission I leaned over into his space and sniffed at the side of his neck, murmuring “Awesome,” although in truth there was nothing special about his scent. But he was flattered and I knew this would open the door to his cunt sooner or later. Dante giggled and on purpose he touched my bulge and searched for the tip of my cock, pressing through my jeans fabric and softly massaged my cockhead, even as he moaned "Not here...." He couldn’t see my evil grin. I started the engine and we left the church parking lot. Dante didn’t look at me. He had only eyes for my bulge and he kept touching it with such a passion. I thought for a few seconds, and decided on a remote location with which I was familiar. We didn't exchange a single word. I drove, and he played with my cock. Half an hour later we drove onto a deserted parking area of a factory which was long closed down. After I stopped the engine I turned to Dante and asked if he was alright. “I am not sure, if this is right, what we are doing” he told me softly. “What are we doing?” I replied. “You know. I came here to get fucked by you,” Dante admitted. “Really? Wow…. I mean, I was hoping you would open up to me eventually, but I never thought today would be the day.” I played the stupid. “Yeah, I even brought lube with me,” he showed me a small tube. The whore was prepared. Nice change of things. Who would have thought that this true and loyal boy would spread his legs on the second date. Giving him my most serious look, I replied "I was also hoping things would eventually develop between us, but this is a new situation for me too, especially since I also love my boyfriend." Of course I was just playing him up, and my 'confession' was entirely a lie. “We don’t have to rush this, Dante,” I suggested, giving him a warm smile. He had not once stopped playing with my dick (through my jeans), and it seemed as if the buttons of my fly would explode off of their own accord, so I asked "Mind if I open-up my jeans please? It really hurts," almost begging him. “Please, let me,” he politely replied. “Of course, baby,” I answered with a smile as I crossed my arms behind my head and leaned back. Dante opened my pants easily. In no time my nine incher proudly protruded out of my jeans. He started to jack me off slowly again and from time to time he licked over my cockhead. For a couple of minutes I let him have his way, but then I stopped his jacking motions. He looked at me questioning. “Listen Dante, the first time I saw you, I knew I wanted to be with you. But we are both not free and you got a bad conscience and I feel the same way about my lover, but I don’t want to be jacked off by you only. If we want to have sex, then we got to do it the right way," I said, reiterating my earlier point. “I am not ready to be fucked,” Dante gulped. “That’s okay… it’s okay baby… you can suck me - at least at the beginning,” I murmured as I caressed him. “That’s really okay for you? You are not mad at me or something?” he asked, an element of trepidation in his voice. “No…. it is okay. It is only important that you enjoy sucking my cum out of my balls and that you swallow it all…. can you do this for me?” I asked with what I thought would pass for loving eyes. “I am not so much into swallowing and so… you know, I don’t know you for a long time. I am scared of diseases,” he sighed. ‘Tough’ I thought, but I knew if I would force him now, he might be scared like a little flower. And I wanted to fuck him unsafe. To rip him open with my cunt basher and mix my semen with his blood in a bad and hard assfucking. “I can understand that. But my last test was negative. What about yours?" Of course I didn't tell him my last negative test was several years in the past. He swore it was the same with him, but still he needed time. ‘Oh fuck’ I thought, but undeterred suggested “Listen…. why don’t we get in the back of the car and talk about this. You could at least give me a little show," looing desperately at Dante. “A little show?” Dante was not sure what I wanted. I told him, it would be a nice gesture if he would spread his legs on the back seat and finger himself for me a little bit. He could use some lube, so it would look professional. Seeing I needed some relief, he agreed, and we climbed out of the front seats, but before we climbed in the back, Dante took off his training suit. The little whore was wearing jock strap! Laying on his back as much as he was able, he spread his legs widely, licked his fingers, showing me his tight anal entrance. I thought I would rape him then and there, but I played along and so I started jerking off, while Dante fingered himself like a two dollar whore. Which I supposed he would likely be in future. Eventually he began using some lube to get his fingers deeper into his snatch, moaning in rhythm to the slurping sounds his ass cunt made as he finger fucked himself - now using three fingers. His eyes were closed, so he didn’t see me when I moved towards him, but he certainly felt me when I climbed on top of him, my cock searching (and finding) his sweet, promising orifice. While my cock head rested against his well lubed opening, Dante began to push his hands against my chest and told me clearly to stop. My eyes were closed and I pretended neither to see his scared eyes nor to hear his pleading cries. I kept on pushing my cock head into his tight hole and slowly I entered his fuck tube. Dante screamed at the top of his lungs. After my dick had entered him a bit I stopped and looked down at him. “Please don’t….” he cried. “I love you, but you are making me so horny with your show, I need more than just jerking off,” I explained. “Then let me suck you, but without swallowing it… but please don’t fuck me bareback,” he replied. I didn't answer, but instead resumed slow, gentle fucking motions. He went ballistic. “Okay… OKAY," I replied with a degree of exasperation in my voice. "What about this: you suck me but I will pull out when I cum, and fire my cum right into your face. Okay?” Dante didn’t know the danger taking a load 'on his face', because he readily agreed, and indeed seemed excited at the prospects of seeing my cum ooze out of my cock. Of course what he didn't know was that I intended not only to cum on his face - I was determined to blow my load into his eyes. “Okay…” I roared and withdrew my dick for an inch, only to ram it back fully into him, balls deep. After bottomed out I withdrew my cock finally. “OKAY!” I shouted out. I went backwards to the door and grabbed Dante at his shirt. After opening the door I stepped out of the car but Dante stayed inside, sitting there and swallowing my dick. This was not the way he liked it, but I didn't give him a choice. I held his head in my hands fucking him deeply into his mouth, and straight into his throat. He struggled to control his gag reflex, so I forgave him scratching me with his teeth and drooling as if he had never before sucked cock. I knew I was about to give my load, and so I kept my word and pulled my dick out of his mouth, jacking myself, grunting "Take a close look, Dante, here it cums!" He did exactly what I suggested, all but bug-eyed as I coaxed myself over the edge, which gave me the excellent opportunity to blow several large gushes of cum on each side of his face, specifically aiming for his eyes - which ended-up being totally covered with my cum. It was such a hot sight. “Damn, it burns,” he complained. “That’s normal. Lay on your back and close your eyes. I will try to find a bottle of water. Don’t rub your eyes, you'll make it worse,” I advised, but adding "“But I've gotta first take a piss," I told him. While I took my piss nearby the car, I took the chance to take some pictures of cute Dante in his mess. He didn’t even realize, that I was using my mobile phone to get some good evidence, just in case he refused to let me fuck him later on. Instead of bringing him water, I opened up the other backseat door and climbed a bit into the car, asking him if he would mind cleaning my cock - that I was a bit messy. “Sure…. you need to help me, I ca..** ‘slurp’ sheeee ya…..”he mumbled, while my cock was already abusing his throat again. After I finished my first dirty deed I helped Dante to clean up. He looked at me with his big bloodshed eyes and I was ready to show the bitch the pictures, to get him into line, but I chose to start with “I’m sorry, I just feel too much for you,” trying to feign the look of shame. “That was so fucking awesome,” Dante exclaimed as his eyes began to clear-up, adding with a gasp “I've never sex like this before. When can I meet you again?”

My name is Tyrone. I moved into the Bareback Bunkhouse a month ago on my 18th birthday and today the guy who runs the house, Nick, got us all together for a meeting while "the guests" were busy with a sex party downstairs. Mike, one of the guys who's been here a while, got up and told everyone that the doc had told him that he was poz and had a Truvada-resistant strain and since he'd fucked all of us (literally), they did tests and it looked like we were all poz. Actually, me and Tino came back "indeterminate" but in the doc's experience that usually comes back as poz in cases like this. My first reaction was FUCK!, I only just turned 18 and now I'm poz. Fuck, fuck fuck! I mean in the month I've been here I've take a lot of loads from my roommates, and they're all infected. There's no fuckin' way I'm gonna come out of this neg. It seems like stuff like this always happens to me. I won't go into all the details, but I had a lot of guys take advantage of me sexually starting when I was pretty young. I left home at 16 'cause I figured at I could make my own life. I knew I'd have to do sex work, but I wanted the sex to be on my terms and it wasn't like that at home. An outreach program for homeless kids found me on the streets and got me on PrEP a little over a year ago since pretty much none of the guys who were fucking me wanted to use condoms. I thought that would protect me. Then when I learned about Bareback Bunkhouse I figured finally I'd have a stable roof over my head and the sex really would be on my own terms. Nick doesn't allow guys to turn tricks in the house so he hooked me up with a barback job at a gay bar. The owner there wanted me to work in nothing more than a jockstrap and every now and then he fucks me, but hey, I don't actually mind sex with him and it gives me money to live at the house, so it's all good. But just when I thought things were looking up, now this… When Mike told everyone they were poz there was just silence. One guy said "…but we're on PrEP…". Mike just answered "guys, I take like 6,000 loads a year". Even if you just take half that – that's a lot of anonymous cum in your ass. PrEP isn't 100% effective – we pushed it and our luck ran out. Then there was more silence. We must have known our luck would run out eventually. I was a little pissed that it was only a month after moving in, but yeah, I couldn't see my luck holding for even a year and half like it had for Mike. I mean Mike was a whore, but I'm 18 and look 16 – everyone seems to want to cum in my ass. I probably take more loads than Mike. 6,000 loads? I'd never really done the math, but yeah, we're beyond even sluts and guys like us just wind up poz – PrEP or no PrEP. Finally Nick said, "So what do you guys want me to do? Should I shut down the house? What do you guys think is appropriate? I mean I'm a little numb about finding out I'm poz, so I really don't know what I should do." There was more silence and then I said, "This house is too important to me. For the first time in my life I have a home I actually like. I don't wanna give that up." I saw some of the other guys nodding their heads – I wasn't the only one who felt that way. Some of us really loved the house. A few guys were still clearly conflicted and mad at the world, mad at Mike, mad at Nick. There was more silence but I finally said "Look I'm not really sure I'm poz, but I do know I wanna stay here with all of you. I want a connection with you. I want your dicks in me. I want your loads. I know this is weird timing, but would you guys just all fuck me and dump a load in me? I feel numb right now and I just need to give up control. And honestly I'd rather know I'm poz than hold out hope for something that isn't gonna happen. So just fuck me and if I'm not poz I will be - at least I'll know for sure…" A few of the guys got huge grins on their faces and you could see their dicks jump to life. Luis looked right at me and said "Get over here and suck my poz cock, BUG CHASER". I did as I was told and as my mouth wrapped around his dick I felt someone rimming my ass. Then all the other guys got into it. One after the other they surrounded me and took turns fucking me and breeding me while the other guys egged them on to blow toxic loads in my 18 y.o. boy hole. Clearly being gift givers turned them on 'cause they all came really fast… Just a half hour later all 12 guys had dumped a toxic load in me. I looked around – they were all my poz daddies now and I finally felt like I had a home and some real connections to guys who felt like family to me. Yeah, it was a bit fucked up, but not any more than the rest of my life. When everyone was done, Nick brought up a potential problem… "What do we do about the Health Department? You guys know Mike – he's gotten his toxic load in all sorts of guys – both bottoms and tops, and they've gone out and fucked all sorts of other guys… The health department is gonna freak out and wanna try to shut us down." There was a brief pause and James, who works as a paralegal at a law firm, spoke up and said "Actually, I'm not sure they can. We can sue them if they reveal our HIV status, and since so many of us are poz, if they even identify the location of the house, that's revealing our HIV status. You know that sign on the door that says guys who enter have sex at their own risk, and that people they have sex with here may be HIV positive or have other STDs? Well, that's what's gonna save our ass. I say we just shut up and let that sign be fair warning to all the guys who come here to fuck around." There was some discussion but in the end we all agreed that seemed like the best way to move forward. Just tell no one. Admit nothing. But Nick reminded us – don't actually lie about our status. Just say nothing… Then Jamie brought up another thing – "So is everyone gonna go on meds?" Mike spoke up first "I don't know about you guys but it turns me on knowing I'm poz. I didn't intend to infect all of you, but it sorta makes me hard knowing I did. I don't know about you, but I don't wanna stop spreading my seed." Then Bryan said "Damn bro! I can't believe you just admitted to that, but yeah, it'd be totally hot to make this a house where guys come to get pozzed and swap toxic loads. Yeah, part of me would rather have stayed neg, but the other part of me would love to be a gift giving top." You could just see the thought going through everyone's mind. We were sorta changing the mission statement of the house from us getting as many loads as possible, to us pozzing as many guys as possible. I mean if Mike was Truvada-resistant we probably were to. Just think of all the neg holes we could knock up! I've always been a bottom, but just thinking about pozzing guys was turning me on. For the first time in my life I wanted to be vers At this point Mike stood up, with a big hard on and said "Let's get downstairs to the party! We've got asses to poz!" Down at the party the visiting guys quickly realized that my ass was completely cummy. I mean 12 loads is a lot of cum… The tops LOVED it. God knows how many more loads I got that night, but it was a lot… Little did they know their dicks were marinating in a highly toxic brew. I'm usually a bottom, but that night as the night when I started being vers. There was this "oral top" who loved playing with my dick. I've got a pretty big one and it looks even bigger 'cause I'm short and skinny. Anyway, the top clearly didn't want to get fucked, so I did what I've seen Mike do and I talked him into letting me just stick it in his hole as I came. He was so infatuated with me I think he might even let me fuck him next time. It was a total turn on pozzing him. I wonder if he's got a wife or boyfriend at home… I came three times that night and each time I got it in some neg guy's ass. Maybe being poz wasn't so bad after all… [To be continued…]

It wasn't easy to earn my rattle snake tattoo. For the next several weekend I would have to get off work at the same time as my 3 trainer friends on Saturday, go with them to the 4 bedroom house they rent, get slammed and then fucked by each one. I stopped thinking about safe sex, only wanting their raw chicks and cum inside me. During the week they began to work with me on becoming a personal trainer. It had been about a month since the labor day party when I started to feel sick. I was at the club and had to leave early. My three buddies seemed pleased I was starting to become ill and told me to go home, get some rest and drink plenty of fluids. I was sick for 4 days which gave me time to study for my personal trainer's test. I had to take my test that Saturday morning and the club would get the results Monday. After my test I was to go over the the house for our usual party and play. When I got to the house I found my friends in the living room already naked and smoking. I joined them and quickly stripped and began to smoke. We wasted no time and headed down to the basement where points were wading. They had taught me how to administer my own slam a couple weeks back and we each grabbed a point and did our slams. As I rode my rush I was surprised that I wasn't going to be the center of the action as it seemed we were going at it with each other. We kissed, licked, sucked and fucked each other until the next morning. Monday at work started lime a normal day until I was about to get off work. The guys came to me letting me know that they think I've earned my rattle snake tattoo. First of all I passed my personal trainers test. Second they needed to take me to the free clinic for a blood test. I couldn't understand what a blood test had to do with the tattoo until we got to the clinic. The guys new the nurse who was going to preform my tests. First he did a swab of the inside of my cheek before he took some blood for confirmation of the rapid test. I asked him what the tests were for when he said congratulations the rapid test came back positive. My buddy's were with me and could see the confusion and worry on my face when they finally let me in I their secret, they were all HIV+, and they wanted me to become one of their brothers so they needed to poz me. For some strange reason I was so turned on at what they just told me. They then asked me to move into the house with them and now that I'd be making more money as a personal trainer I could afford living with in the house. It was great living with these guys. We each had our own bedroom, but I don't think I ever slept alone. One night I might have one of the guys fuck me before were fell asleep our I might fuck one of them. About a month later in mid November I had heard a rumor about my former high school bully, Elliot Warner Ray. The word I heard was that he was kicked out of the prestigious university he was attending, and would be back home. Sure enough right before Christmas he came into the club. I knew he wouldn't recognize me, since graduation I had put on a significant about of muscle, grew my hair out long and ditched my glasses for contracts. One of my roommates knew about him and his gay bashing. They all wanted to knock him down a peg or two. I was so wanting to get him. We came up with a plan. We told Elliot about the girl that was going to be at the house for a party that was 'easy'. We knew how much of a player he was so it was so easy to get him over to the house. Once he was there we made it seem like he was the first to arrive. We should his drink and after he drank his second one it was very easy getting him down to the basement. He settled a little as we removed his clothes before securing him in the sling. We waited as the G we aimed his drink with wore off. He was still a little out of it as we administered a shot of tri-mix to his cock to make sure he was hard as steel, then tied off his upper arm preparing him for his first slam. Once he seemed to comprehend what was going on I asked him if he was ready to be our bitch. He thrashed about against his restraints yelling for us to release him. We just laughed as a piece of exercise band was tired tightly to his upper arm warning him that he best keep still or risk serious injury as we made sure he saw the needle that was about to go into his arm. He turned his arm as he laid there in the sling still as instructed. It turned me on as I watched the great Elliot Warner Ray, the guy who tormented me throughout my senior year about to be reduced to a Tina bitch! As the point wasted his vein you could see the look of horror in his eyes. With the flash of his blood in the chamber my cock twitched, as the plunger was pushed and the entire .5 slam was pushed into his blood system a small bit of precum oozed out my piss slit, and when the tourniquet was removed and Elliot began to cough I readied myself to take his neg virgin ass. As I stepped up between his legs one of my roommates sprinkled some Tina in my loved covered cock informing me that this was done when they took my virginity. I looked at our victim as I placed the tip of my cock against his hole. I really liked what I saw as I looked down at Elliot. His pupils were dark and as large as saucers. His protests were no more as the tip of my cock slipped into his hole. A sight moan escaped his lips as I sank in deeper, the Tina on my cock tearing into the delicate tissue of his ass. I pushed in balls deep getting a slight yelp from him, a mix of pain with the pleasure he was going to learn to enjoy by the time we were finished. I held my cock still inside him waiting to judge his reaction. I could see the confusion in his eyes, a confusion between 'I'm strait' and 'Damn this feel so good' as I face his hard cock a squeeze to help him make up his mind. I knew which side won as he began to (seemingly) involuntarily began to wiggle his ass. I pulled my cock back a bit before trusting back in eliciting a definite pleasurable moan from Elliot. I then asked him if he was starting to enjoy my gay dick in his strait ass (mirroring what he has said to me when he forced me to suck his cock, he'd look down at me asking if I enjoyed his strait cock I my gay mouth). He didn't say a word as I began to work up to a good rhythm. I didn't want this fuck to last too long knowing my roommates were waiting for their turn. As I really got going I leaned in wanting to let my former high school bully who I was and that I was about to breed him like he has done to so many at our high school. I looked him in the eye and medical told him, putting on a good build, growing out my hair and with contacts he never recognized who I was. I gave him a clue when I added that I bet he'd recognize me if I was on my knees with his strait cock I my gay mouth. I could see the wheels spinning as he figured out that I was the fag he bullied all last year I high school. I could feel my balls begin to tighten up and knew I was about to blue my dirty cum inside the strait boy. I closed my eyes and let Elliot know that although my first load was going into his ass, I'd give him an opportunity to swallow my next load. Then I shouted out 'FUCK' as I slammed in balls deep and shot a 2 weeks worth load deep inside as I pooped passed his third ring. I could tell he felt every Siam of my cock as I looked deep into his eyes. I face him a kiss he wasn't prepared for as his lips were slightly parted and my tongue forced into his mouth. What surprise me was how he seemed to instinctively accept my kiss. When the kids broke it looked like there was a change in his brain as my semi-hard cock slipped from his ass. I moved aside to let one of my roomies take his turn as I moved up to Elliott's head with my cock covered in his has juices and some of my cum. I placed it choose to his lips as someone released his hands. Once his hands were free he grabbed my ass and pulled me in sui he could get his first taste of cock. I leaned my head back as he took my rod sub to the root. His talent surprised me and I could tell mine wasn't the first cock gee ever sucked. As his ass got fucked he brought life back to my tool. As he was about to take his second load in his hole I was getting ready to feed him my second load. I heard my roommate grunt as he deposited his sperm deep I his bowel. This sent me over the edge. I decided not to warn him of my eminent orgasm, but it was clear to me he didn't want me to pull out as he kept his hands on my ass. I looked at Elliot as I vent my balls boil over and my cum began to flow into his mouth. He hungrily swallowed every drop I fed him. As the next roomie slid his Tina covered cock in I asked Elliot 'What the fuck?' He let me know that while drunk one night he had experimented with a fraternity brother I college, but thought it wasn't for him, but for some reason he was enjoying everything we were doing to him as he grabbed his hard cock adding that he never hit this hard with his frat brother. I hadn't the heart to tell him about the tri-mix we injected into his cock to make sure he was hard. Elliot took 3 to 4 load in his ass from each of us and a couple more down his throat....did we just turn this strait boy gay?

Part 1 My name in Bradley Bartholomew Barrington. It was during my senior year in high school, I had just turned 18 and was starved for sex. I had heard from people I chatted with on line that the bathhouse was a great place to lose my virginity. I was warned to be careful since most guys who went to the baths preferred to fuck raw. As much as bareback sex war a turn on, I knew it could be risky. Most of my straight friends preferred to fuck their girlfriend without rubbers, but I didn't want to catch anything so early in my sex life. I worked things out with a friend to cover for me so I could hit the bathhouse on a Friday night. I followed some advice I was given and made sure I was 'cleaned out' and ready to be fucked (if it came too that), heading to the bathhouse around 10 pm, trying to get in before it got too busy and they increased the cover to get inside. I parked down the block not wanting anyone to recognize my car in the parking lot and walked down the block. I made sure to have my own rubbers to use and walked down the block. I walked I through the door where a cute guy (maybe in his mid to late 20's) greeted me asking me for my ID and if I wanted a room or locker. I asked how much for each and was told $40 for a room and $15 a locker. I only had $20 and went for a locker. He gave me a towel and a key and told me that with the locker I was good for 48 hours before I'd have to renew the locker. He could tell this was my first visit to the baths and he suggested I check out the hot tub first. I found my locker, stripped down and put my towel around my slim waist. I'm sure to most of the guys there I looked too young to be I the bathhouse. At 5'8", 130 pounds, with barely enough hair above my 7"cock, arm pits and legs they'd all think I was barely 16, but, of course, I had to be legal to through the door. Once I was situated I made my way around checking things out. It wasn't the crowded but I found a cute guy (close to my age by the looks of it, I'm guessing early 20's). I'm guessing he was about 6' and had a nice slim, swimmer's build with a smooth muscular chest. He was sitting on the edge of the hot tub and I guess that was a good place as any to relax for a while before checking out more if the place. I sat across from him and he smiled at me as his cock began to grow (as did my own). He motioned for me to come sit by him and I figured that this was a good if time as any to meet someone. I moved over to his side of the hot tub and sat down as he moved into the tub to join me under the water. He introduced himself as Seth and commented that he'd never seen me around before tonight. I admitted that I had just turned 18 and wanted to check this place out. He told me about himself that he was 26 and came her for the first time about the same age and he was guided in the baths by an experienced older guy. He added that I needed to be careful, that many guys would want to prey on a cute young thing like me. I let him know that I was aware of that and I only play safe and showed him that I bought my own rubbers. He leaned in close to me giving me a kiss on my ear as he said that he played safe too, then suggested we go back to his room and get to know each other better. He now gave me a real kiss on the lips as our tongues mixed in a heated exchange. He then guided my hand to his hard cock and then placed his hand on mine. I could tell he was experienced as we got really into making out. He stood up and took me by the hand leading me from the hot tub, down the hall and towards his room. Once we got to his room we went inside and he shut the door behind us. The room consisted of a large bed, with a TV in the corner and a small bathroom with a shower. He kissed me again as he guided me down on the bed. He paused to ask me if I smoked pot. I let him know that I loved weed. He pulled out a water bong and lit it up taking the first hit before handing the bong to me for me to get a nice hit. He told me to hit it again since he'd smoked earlier I the night. I took five good hits as he urged me on and DAMN, it was good shit! While I was smoking Seth began to suck my hard cock. The more I smoked the more sensitive my cock was getting. I've never had weed affect me like this, and I liked it. After the fifth hit he came up and sucked the smoke from my mouth before I could exhale. This turned into another great kiss before he guided my head to his hard cock. I never realized the size of his tool until I tried to go down I him. I had sucked off a couple classmates off, but none of their cocks were as big as his. Seth sensed my inexperience with his size and coached me as I took more and more of his cock into my mouth. Soon his cock was at the entrance to my throat and I want sure I could take him in any further until he told me to inhale through my nose as I went down on him. The next time I went down I took a deep breath through my nose as I felt Seth's hands on the back of my head. When his cock hit my throat he applied a little bit of pressure I the back of my head and his cock slid into my throat. He had me hold it there for a little while before letting me move back up so I could let my breath out before breathing in again as I went back down. This time I was able to get him into my throat on my own. I began to get a nice rhythm going hoping I'd get my first taste of cum, especially as none of the guys I had sucked in the past had ever cum, so I really wanted to see what cum tasted like. I could tell he was getting close when he pulled me off of his hard cock letting me know there was plenty of time for me to swallow cum later. He wanted to smoke some more with me. He packed the pipe with some more pot and I wasn't sure, but it looked like he added something else, but I didn't care, I was getting alive and getting very horny. While I lit up and took a couple of hits, Seth pulled a bottle of Gatorade from his bag and took a drink then offered me some as he took the pipe from me. After working on his cock my mouth was in need of something wet. I took a big drink as Seth the pipe offering me the smoke from his lungs. After that shotgun I was still thirsty and Seth told me that I could finish the bottle since he had more. I downed the rest of the bottle and took the bong from him and took a few good hits. It was at this time Seth pushed me onto my back, lifted my legs and began to lick my hole. I've read abut rimming and this was my first time experiencing the pleasure. I began to feel very hot and my horniness grew as I seemed to ever a slight fog. As Seth expertly tongued my hole the sensation sent my senses into overdrive. He also began to finger my hole and, as he put it, ready it for his cock. He was gentle at first as he explained he needed to stretch me open and that it might burn a bit as he opened me up. While he was working me open he told me to look at the video on the TV, that what was happening to the twink on the screen was going to happen to me soon. In the video the twink was getting fucked by another young guy. The one thing that caught my attention was that the twink was getting fucked raw, but I knew Seth says he played safe so I wasn't worried. Everything was good with him sticking in one finger. Then he rimmed me some more and warned that he was going to try two fingers with some lube. I felt his two digits ease inside me as he flexed them to help 'stretch me' and I felt the burn he mentioned. It didn't last long before I felt a third finger side I with ease as Seth kissed and licked my inner thighs. He has me moaning as he worked my hole open. When Seth pulled his fingers from I felt so empty I begged him to stick them back inside me. He wasn't one to disappoint as he slid three fingers back in flexing them as he had done with his two earlier again I felt the burn as he stretched me open. This elicited a pleasurable moan from me as he worked in deeply. Then, when he pulled his fingers out, he said it was time to get me laid.

My life had changed, but first a little about me. I was an 18 year old virgin, blond, and as I work out regularly I had a really fit tight body. I especially enjoyed swimming to I kept myself shaved smooth and, on this particular occasion, had gotten carried away and shaved-off all my public hair which, of course, made me look younger than my 18 years. I had just left school and got into a big argument with my rents so I walked out with a small back of clothes £50 in my wallet and decided to catch a train to London. When I arrived I had no idea of either what I was going to do, or where I was going to stay. As will all normal sex mad guys of my age I headed for Soho to see the sights, whilst walking around I saw a gay book shop and headed in. I had never thought about guys before but figured they were likely to be the friendliest. As I went in there where two guys a little older than me behind the cash desk it was very clear that they were talking about me by the broad smiles on their faces as I looked around I came across the bdsm dvd’s on the front was a twink boy being split roasted by two older tops as I picked the dvd up one of the members of staff came over damn I was embarrassed, he said to me that’s a great video m8 to boy gets really fucked up, would you like to see before you buy? I nodded and he told me to follow him as I did I noticed his mate smiling, we went out the back into a small dark room with a large plasma screen and a leather couch, he put the dvd in and said enjoy make yourself comfortable and left. As the dvd was playing my cock was getting hard and I released it from my trackies when the other guys came in, I tried to cover up but he got straight between my legs and swallowed my cock straight down to the root, then I noticed the other guy had come in as well and he had his cock out and positioned by my face then he said suck it m8 I had never done anything like this before as I was a virgin as so as I opened my mouth he pushed his cock deep into my throat and started face fucking me. They both stopped and stripped off their clothes and damn they looked good, then they started stripping me of my clothes and stood back as my body was on display. Hey you are so sexy one of them said then he asked if I had ever done this before I said no and that I was a virgin, they seemed shocked and then one of them said do you need a place to stay and too make some money I nodded, he said great left and came back with a camera he said he needed to take some pictures to send to an agency so I could get some work, they started by taking full pictures of my body and hard cock, then got me on all fours to display my virgin cherry and smooth boy butt, finally I was placed on the couch and they asked me to pull my legs back I think they were shocked when I pulled my legs right behind my head, that’s so sexy one of them said as the flash went off. Once they had finished they said to me that the photos would be sent off and that I was to stay a virgin as I would make more money that way, I thought that was going to be it but no, both of them took turns in face fucking me then they both shot their cum over my face taking more pictures. Once done they showed me to the shower and told me to join them in the shop. The shower was really nice, I got cleaned up and headed back to them. Part 2 to cum, the shoot

"He looks like Harry Potter," he told me over the phone. There I was listening to my ex-husband tell me about his latest conquest. His comments were little more than babble about a 20 year old kid with whom he had hooked up with the night before. Of course, it started out with his usual, "I met him online and he just came over for coffee." There were several reasons my ex was, just that, my ex, including his voracious appetite for hooking up without disclosing as much to me. I suppose now that he and I had officially broken-up, he was trying to turn over a new leaf to win me back. I had called to let him know I would not be home for a couple more days due to work and Pride festivities. And another reason was, to be honest I was having fun! While my ex and I continued to live in the same house, purely for financial reasons, it had was at least a civil break up, and left me free to do what I wanted without any sense of guilt. My mind was wandering as he was talking, I only heard the important stuff, namely the kid's stats and the word 'bare'. I was well aware my ex was still trying to find ways to win me back, and he had caught my attention with that one word - BARE! I had found out only four months previous I was poz. I had been to my doctor's office for a routine exam. He felt it would be good for me to have a blood test. I was not surprised when his office called to have me come back in. I almost always play bareback... in fact I often turned guys down how insisted on only playing covered. I would go to bath house and get bred in dark corners, gloryholes, steam rooms, and group scenes. I was a cum slut who offered my bare hole up too any cock willing to pump cum inside me. My record night in one bath house had ended with me losing track after 16 loads. My hole was slick and dripping cum down my thighs making it sticky as I walked to the shower. Here is my ex telling me how "Harry" only gets fucked bare. "Fuck that is hot" I responded. "Does he let ANYONE fuck him bare?" By now, my heart is pounding, the wheels are turning in my head, and my cock is getting HARD in my underwear. "Well, he says he does and he let me fill him last night." - my ex boasted. "When you come home, we could have a threesome and take turns fucking him." "Is he poz or neg?" - I asked. Being newly poz, I was asking everyone. "He is clean and neg" comes his response. I responded with "oh...Does he know I am poz?" "No, I did not tell him - says my Ex. My mind was already cooling me down. I was already thinking I was ruled out. There was no way a neg 20 yo was going to let me fuck him bare. My Ex must have sensed my disappointment cuz he quickly added - "I will tell him and mention you would be interested in a 3some." "Cool, well, I will be home in a couple more days. I guess you have time to find out." I spent the next two days wondering if my ex had told him I was poz. Even as I crawled in bed for the last night away, I wondered if this kid got scared off by my status or did he agree? I would have to find out in the morning I thought to myself. At 3 AM, I am startled awake by my cell phone. "Hello" - I said in my groggy haze. Instead of someone talking on the other end, I could hear people fucking. The sound of sex was unmistakeable - moaning, bed moving, and balls slapping against an ass. I looked at the caller id to see my home phone. Immediately, I recognized some of the moans and groans as my ex. The other set of moans and groans came from an unknown voice, but I quickly assumed it had to be "Harry". Without thinking, my hand was under the sheets stroking my pierced cock. Yup, horny sex pig I am had gotten myself a Prince Albert a few years before. I listened to the sounds of them fuck for 20-30 minutes. I could tell from the sounds my ex was getting close to blowing his load. My ex's voice breaks the moans - "Will your ass be ready for a 3-some with my ex and I tomorrow?" "U huh!" - moans Harry. "Yeah? You will ride his poz cock?" "U huh, but he has to pull out..." groaned Harry, as the sound of fucking sped up. My ex was really slamming this boy good. "We can tell him to pull out ...but I am going to pump mine in you like this!" My ex lets out a loud moan and drives his load in the hole he had been abusing. This was all the encouragement I needed. Harry was going to ride my poz cock bare after my ex loaded him up! My cock started to erupt thick strands of poz cream onto my chest and stomach!! The phone had hung up as soon as my ex finishing pumping cum in Harry. Boy, He was still pushing my buttons!! During my drive home the next day, my mind was racing. Did Harry know I was listening in? Did he know I was so turned on I blasted a load all over myself? I assumed my ex had done it as bait for me, but Harry would not know anything. I arrived home with several friends who I had gone to pride with. They all wanted to come up and say hi. No one had any idea about Harry or the phone call or even the fact the three of us would all be fucking that night!! When we walked in the apartment, my ex greeted all our friends while I placed my suitcase and laptop in my room. I came back to the living room to see everyone but Harry. I was waiting to meet Harry. "So where is your "coffee date" - coyly, I said to my ex. "Oh, he is on the balcony having a smoke." I did not want to seem to anxious so I acted unimpressed. Within a few minutes, the sliding door opens. There in the doorway is a very young looking Harry. My ex introduces him to all our friends but saves my introduction for last. When it is my turn, I smile and put out my hand. There he is a cute smile, shy look, and the prettiest baby blue eyes looking back at me through round little glasses. He does look like Harry I think to myself. I can feel lust inside me as I say - "Hi." We go back to the conversations with our friends. After about an hour, everyone leaves for their home. Harry excuses himself too saying he needed to do a couple things back at his place before joining us for dinner and drinks. As promised, Harry returns in time for dinner. The night was great. Harry had a great personality and the more wine he drank he seemed to loosen up around me. Before long it was 2 AM, all we had done was talk and have a great evening. I was getting tired so I told them I was going to bed. It was a long day plus I had the early morning phone call that had me up. After getting ready, I got naked and slip into bed. Shortly, after shutting my light off, Harry opens the door and wanders into my room. We had been drinking wine for hours so to say we were both tipsy was an understatement. Wine in hand, he starts telling me how he knows we were going to have a 3some. As I go to sit up, I bump his wine glass spilling some on my comforter. He apologizes, leaves my room, and comes back with paper towel. As I start dabbing up the red wine, he leans in closer to me. I cannot resist kissing him. Quickly, we are feeling each other up. We start undressing each other as my ex enters the room. He had orchestrated the whole thing - the dinner, the wine, and now the threesome. We all continued to undress. Harry dropped to his knees and started to blow me., but not before I got a look at his naked form. He had a hairy chest, huge set of balls that hung half way down his inner thigh, and a 7.5" uncut cock which was pointing straight up toward the ceiling. I was soon lost in the blow job. He was very good at what he did. I was ROCK hard in no time. As he sucked my knob, my ex had positioned himself behind him with his thick cut cock pushing against Harry's eager hole. Roughly, my ex shoves his entire thick cock in to the base in one move. Harry winces in pain but keeps sucking on my cock. In no time, the images from the night before are being recreated in front of me. Harry is taking it like a champ. He is enjoying being spit roasted. It seemed quick but 20 minutes later my ex lets out a GIANT groan as he is unloading in Harry's cute bubble butt. After my ex pulls out, I took my cue to move behind Harry. I finally get a look at his pale white bubble butt. It looked so edible I had to bury my tongue in his open, cum filled hole. the taste of his hot ass filled with cum only fuels my desire to finally mount him. As I do, Harry says - "fuck me bare, but remember no cumming in me. I am not poz and trying to stay that way." I am so turned on I agree and fully intend to honour his wishes. I am beginning to think there could be more for us, so I do not want to just use Harry as a fuck. He was also the first neg bottom I had played with since finding out I was poz. I did not need much lube for my Prince Albert to slide in the opening my ex had left for me. Harry moaned as I slowly pushed into him. The load of cum my ex left was lubing the sides of my cock. Harry may have been fucked by my ex but I am 7" long and quite a bit thicker than him so he moaned as I stretched him open. Since I mostly bottom myself and he was the tightest hole I ever pumped into, I realized it would not be long for me to toss a load. I took a deep breath and slowly pumped back and forth. I leaned forward and starting licking and kissing Harry's lips and tongue. He was responding to my tongue's advances with the same hunger I had for him. I kept thinking about how hot he felt on my cock. Harry was pushing back into me HARD. HE was grinding my pole deeper into him. I started pounding HARDER. This hot boy was rubbing my sides and butt with his hands as I pummelled his sweet ass. I could feel my cum load welling up in my balls. By now, my balls needed to explode. I was literally a second from exploding. I had to pull out right now, but at the same moment I was pulling out Harry's legs and hands had wrapped around me too tight for me to get out in time. My entire body and cock convulsed in unison as my poz load rocketed into his ass. It was not only exciting and relieving to pump my load out, but also I was panicking about pozzing this boys ass. At the same moment I was cumming, Harry`s hole tightened. I could feel his whole body shake as he shot his load onto the sheets beneath us. As our orgasms were waning as he released his grip on me. I slowly started to draw my cock from his ass. When my pa popped out I saw a dark drop hit the white comforter. We were SO spent from the amazing sex, the copious amounts of wine, and the late night that we fell asleep cuddling with one another. When we finally woke late the next morning , we smile and kissed each other. I asked him - ``why did you hold onto me so I could not pull out as I unloaded my poz cum. He explained - ``It was not planned. As I was about to get off I had hung onto you so I could get off. I did not realize until you were cumming it was going into me.`` He looked at me with a sparkle in his bright blue eyes. I smiled back and suggested we shower together. As I got up to leave, I looked down at the comforter to see a mix of blood and wine. Again, I wondered what had I done. I was newly poz and he was neg. I joined him in the shower. I told him how I wondered if it was ok what we had just done. There was a good chance he could now be poz. He smiled with his blue eyes and kissed me again. After seeing his eyes, I never worried or asked again. I was right. He ended up being more than just a fuck. We have been together for seven years now. We never talked about pulling out again and yes my new bf found out 4 months later he was poz too.

I'm embarrassed to say this, but, after months of being good, my last load was a load of cum on the floor when I went to a gas station bathroom. Sitting there on the commode, I noticed the load by my feet, and eventually couldn't help touching it and smelling it. It was sexy as hell having no idea who left it.

It was 3 a.m., and I had gotten off the last bus to the eastern part of the suburb. I could barely see the streets, as there were only a few streetlights and the moon hid itself from view between the thick, large clouds. As I was walking, I could hear my steps echo between the tightly placed houses. My hearth paces as I made my way through the dark streets of a cold town, with its residents oblivious of my presence. As my boots dragged me forwards, they were wetted by the asphalt. Turning around the second corner, as I was instructed to do, the tightly places houses were replaced with camper vans of different sizes. I quickly found the one I was sent a picture of, and checked its registration, or rather the lack of it. “A white camper van, with darkened windows, and no registration plate.” With a rushing hearth and breathlessness, I steadily approached the door of the couchbuilt body, only to realise that the door was unlocked and open a few degrees. There was a stool next to the door, dirty and cold. I removed my quilted jacket, placing it neatly on the stool. Then, I removed my t-shirt, and my belt. Before going forward with removing my jeans, I surveyed the area, making sure that no one was having a late-night walk or a walk-to-the-restroom. Of course, I had forgotten that removing tightly placed jeans required me to take off my shoes. As I was taking of my boots, I quickly realised that either my socks or my feet were going to get wet, so I made sure to pack my socks inside of my boots before letting my feet feel the frosty soil. There I was, nearly naked of all the non-natural thing of my life. I checked that none of my clothes, except my boots, were of any danger of falling on the ground. I had placed my boots under the stool, giving me a fake comfort that whoever might steal the clothes, will not be able to see the boots. Looking backwards for a second time, I could see the vast emptiness which consumed the sad, old place. Gripping the bandages of my briefs, I let it slide through my torso, and fall on the cold ground. Having no interest in picking it up, I quietly, and very slowly allowed my feet to escape from it, leaving me stark naked in a cold, dark and strange place. Naked in front of a strange door. Naked the same way I was born. Natural, and naked. Please leave a comment or message me if you wish me to continue.

I hear the water shut off and my heart skips a beat. I’m sitting on my bed, alone in my dark dorm room. It’s chilly in here and I’m bundled up against the cold, but the shivers running through my body have nothing to do with the temperature. Joe steps out of the bathroom and into my room. The light from the hall frames his thick body, and I can’t help but stare at him. He’s taller and broader than me, with wide shoulders and muscular legs. His soft, round belly pokes out over the towel he’s wrapped around his waist. I can see a few beads of water from the shower twinkling in the thick, soft fur that covers his chest and belly, and his beard is still slightly damp. God, he must be freezing, I think. As my eyes drift downward, I can see the towel tenting out at his crotch, where his cock is already starting to stiffen in anticipation of what we’re about to do – which jolts me back to the reality that I’m about to get something I’ve wanted for a long time. See, I'm a virgin...and Joe is here to fix that. He’s very experienced sexually and says he loves going slow and being patient with less experienced guys. After all, he’s 30 and I’m 19 – he’s had a few more years of practice. A naughty smile plays at his lips. “Hey,” he says, softly. He crosses the room to my bed and I stand to meet him. I lift my head. He’s close enough that I can see my face reflected in his green eyes. He takes my face in his hands – they’re surprisingly soft and gentle. He gently holds me as we kiss, his tongue darting playfully between my lips and swirling around my tongue. It’s electric, and the hair on the back of my neck stands on end. I can’t help myself, and my hands slide down to his belly. I don’t know why, but I’ve always had a thing for guys with guts, and Joe's is just what I like to see on a man. I run my fingers through his fur, eyes closed while we kiss, getting to know his body with my fingertips. He’s running his fingers through the mop of curly hair on my head, and I get the sense he’s really enjoying it. One of his hands slides down my back, and he holds me by the small of my back, leaning into his kisses now. They’re somehow more breathless and urgent, and I know he wants me - bad. He lifts my hoodie over my head and off, followed by my t-shirt. His hands caress my torso, stopping to linger at the patch of hair between my pecs, and lightly brushing my nips. He takes one of them lightly between his fingers and gently rolls it without pinching or twisting. It’s a new sensation for me – intense but pleasant. I let out a deep sigh that’s almost a moan. His other hand is busy relieving me of my sweatpants and briefs, and before I know it, he’s got me naked, with my pants and briefs on the floor around my ankles. How’d he do that with one hand, I wonder. He’s a pro. I step out of my clothes and I drop down onto my bed, grabbing and pulling the towel off his waist on my way down. His now rock hard cock juts straight out from his thick bush, his fat, furry ballsack tight and round underneath it. I think about how it’d feel in my mouth, how it would taste and how it would smell – but I have a different objective tonight. Joe climbs onto the bed, lying on his back. “Are you ready?” There’s that wicked grin again. He reaches over the side of the bed to grab his bag from the floor. “Let me help you get started here,” he says. He pulls out a bottle of lube and a small brown bottle. I’m curious. “What’s in that bottle?” I ask tentatively. He smiles. “Poppers,” he says with a grin. “Just for me. If you’ve never used them before I’d rather you didn’t try them for the first time tonight. They can be a bit much.” He’s so protective of me, his sweetness makes me want him even more. He hands me the lube, and I freeze up. I want this so much…want to fuck him the way I’ve seen guys fuck countless times in porn, want to thrust my cock into his hole and finally know what it feels like…but I’m so nervous I don’t know where to start. What if I’m no good at this? What if I hurt him? He must sense my nervousness, because he sits upright, kisses me, and takes the bottle of lube from my hand. “Here, lemme see this.” He squeezes the bottle and the silicone pours into his hand. He wraps it around my cock and I gasp in pleasure at the sensation. This lube is really good stuff – silky smooth and oily – and I’ve never felt anything like it. He strokes my cock a few times and I’m absolutely rock hard in no time. He then puts more lube in his hand and it goes to his furry ass. I watch fascinated as his fingers deftly stroke the outside of his hole, then one finger slips inside and disappears. I hear his sharp intake of breath as he penetrates himself. This is the hottest damn thing I’ve seen in a long time. He seems lost in his own world as he works another finger into his ass, sighing and grinding his hips into his own fist. Wow, I don’t remember feeling that good when I tried to finger myself, I think to myself. I’ve got a lot to learn. He seems to come back to his senses, because he suddenly withdraws his fingers from his hole and looks up at me. “Are you ready to fuck me?” he asks. I nod, and he leans back, grabs ahold of his meaty thighs and rocks back. His hairy hole is exposed and ready, right in front of me. My first ass. I can’t believe this is about to happen, I think. I’m hard and ready, he’s lubed and on his back, all that’s left to do is fuck him. I get up on my knees and pull myself close to him. He instinctively tilts his pelvis up to line his hole up with my cock – and again I marvel at what a natural he is at this. I grab ahold of my shaft and place the head of my cock against the outside of his hole. He puts a hand on my chest, and I get the message – “hold on a second” – as he snatches the little brown bottle off the bed, unscrews it, and holds it under his nostril. I catch an acrid, slightly sweet smell as he blocks his other nostril and inhales deeply. He repeats this with the other nostril, screws the cap on the bottle, and drops his head back, eyes rolling upward. I feel his hole relax and open, almost swallowing the head of my cock, and it’s more than I can resist. I push forward, and the head of my cock pops through his sphincter. Nothing could have prepared me for how it felt. My cock head is surrounded by his velvety, warm, wet hole, and I stop for a second, shocked that I’m actually inside him. He gasps, and grabs my hips with his hands, pulling me deeper. The warmth of his smooth fuck chute engulfs the shaft of my cock. I encounter some resistance when my flared cockhead hits his inner sphincter, but he lets out a long, controlled breath and it opens just enough to let me through. Before I know it, my balls are pressed against his furry ass. Instinct takes over and I begin my first stroke. I slide out, feeling the walls of his ass cling to my cock, until just the tip of my cock is still inside him. I guess I’m just going to go with this, I think. My pelvis grinds forward into him, and without thinking about it I count the strokes. One. Joe opens his eyes and his head comes up off the bed. He’s looking straight into my eyes. “Oh yeah, Ethan, that’s it, that’s good,” he growls. I withdraw again, already feeling my balls tighten underneath as I wind up for the next thrust. Two. It seems like my second thrust hits something important inside him, because his ass tightens around me and he lets out a long, low moan as his head tilts back in ecstasy. I could be wrong but I swear I can almost feel something firm, rubbery and rounded pressing against the top side of my cock through the walls of his ass….could that be his prostate? I hold my cock inside him and he again moans my name. “Ethan….yeah, fuck me.” My cock is so hard it’s almost painful. It throbs with each beat of my racing heart. Oh God I need this, I need this, I need this, I think. Out I slide, and back in I thrust, picking up the pace. Three. Four. Suddenly the familiar sharp tension of my orgasm starts to build deep inside my pelvis. I know I can’t hold off much longer. Oh shit, I wanted to last longer than this! I panic. He’s going to be so disappointed. I start to pull out and hold, trying desperately to think of a way to delay my approaching orgasm. He seems to be able to sense it. Again he pulls me deeper into him, looking straight into my eyes as he growls, “It’s OK, Ethan. Cum in me. Cum. You know you want it. Do it now.” I can’t resist those eyes. Five. It feels like I explode inside him. My cock pulses and I can feel my asshole spasm with each pulse as the cum drains from my balls into his guts. Sounds are escaping my mouth – I don’t know what they are, but they’re loud. As the contractions of my cock and hole begin to subside I collapse forward with a whimper, on top of his beautiful furry belly. He catches me in his arms and holds my head against his chest. “Mmm…you did great,” he says. I can hear the pride in his voice and my heart swells. “I’m so proud of you, little bro.”

I was in Prague and I went to a local bathhouse. Wearing my jockstrap and having a towel wrapped around my waist, I remained within my room, having left the door open to check out the guys. After couple of minutes there was a knock on the door frame: looking up, I saw a good looking young Latino guy, about 35, with tattoos and a nice build. I signaled him to come in, dropping my towel to show off my ass framed with the jockstrap. We didn't speak, but rather just got down to business. He dropped down to his knees in front of me and separated my buns, shoving his tongue inside my pink hole. He licked it, tongue-fucked it and circled his tongue around my hole. We hadn't closed the door and another knock sounded: I looked-up from the middle of the room, as the Latino guy was rimming my hole, to see an older man, maybe 50, with silvery hair but in good physical shape. I love older daddy type men, so I gestured for him to join us. Once again, no words were exchanged. He came into the room, observed the Latino eating my hole, so he pushed me on the bed where I ended-up bent over, positioned on my hands and knees. Someone's hands explored my ass cheeks, spreading them and feeling them up. "You want that ass of yours fucked?" the older man asked. I didn't respond with words but I arched my back some more. I felt the older man's cock head at the opening of my ass, slowly but surely putting more force behind it until the head was fully inside me. Seeing that I wasn't telling him to stop, he shoved more inside until all of his 7.5 inch cock was swallowed up by my tight asshole. He started pounding me and I could hear his balls slapping my ass cheeks. The younger man, obviously turned on by this, turned over and presented his ass to me. I greedily licked his hole, swirling my tongue around the sensitive pucker and shoving it in as far as it would go, tongue-fucking him with my tongue just like the man fucking my ass in long slow strokes. "Yeah! Rim that ass while I am pounding your tight ass!" the older man muttered. Some fifteen minutes later he shot his load inside my ass. Then withdrawing his cock from my stretched hole, he shoved it in my mouth so I could clean all the cum and juices off of it. As I did so, the younger Latino guy sucked the load out of my used hole. I got fucked twice more that night at the bathhouse, but this was the best of them.

I just got off work and was horny as hell. Been craving cock ever since I hooked up with a regular from few years ago--But that is another story. I get home and get out of my car and enter the house to be greeted by the 3 dogs I own. I go on Grindr and start searching. I really want to get fucked. Not just fucked, BUT BRED. I find this country boy who is top-verstile. Hi, (me) Hey wasup, (him) Just cant sleep horny af, (me) Same here u got pics? (him) (So I send him my ass pic) Dick pic? You? (sending my dick pic) 7 in cut btw (he sends torso & 2 cock pics) U drive? (His torso slim with a trail) (His cock has a good size head, nice mushroom type shaped, narrows as you get closer to his nice little balls. the cock was shaped thicker closer to head and thinner closer to nuts.) (may get a pic up here if I can figure how to do that) Yup U top? Top vers Wbu Vers btm You clean? I am Yup So where are you? Willow off hardin So can you host? We cn play on the porch btgotta be super quiet Face pic trade? ( he is a scraggly haired 21 yr old-- the kind that if he cleaned up some might be very attractive-- So, I was IN!!) Not sure about the porch thing. I am pretty vocal You fuck bare or safe? Bare usually-- And it needs to be extremely quiet Cant be quiet then cant be done Cool Well I am interested but maybe you could come here sometime so you can fuck me hard and make me scream Cool bt I dnt really drive anywhere I have to care for a disabled person. How long is ur dick 7 cut u 8 3/4 Cut Wanna play? Yes just nervous about porch It'll be fine How many times can you cum? Once wbu Once I just like cum a lot Mmmmmm good - Wanna trade bus I want to get fucked and filled Gna b able to do that quietly Not sure (Love and hate sketch hookups - just not sure) You probably cum a big load too Right? Yeah (I send him another ass pic) Damn I want that cock What you got going on tonight? Nothin really I want a facial I really need fucking I don't shoot big loads (I always say that so if they get me to shoot a big one they did good work and feel good about themselves--HAHA) Damit Sorry Wouldu fuck me too Is your hole cleaned out? I like rimming and fucking a hot clean hole I will still take your load too (I send him a dick pic) Ok when do u wanna play What works 4 you? Now Got to shower- will message as soon as I am leaving you got lube? Yep So, I go and jump in the shower having been cleaning out since I got home from work. Mentally begging for cock and cum. I finger myself for a little bit getting two fingers inside. Then, I jump from the shower and grab a pair of gym shorts, free-ballin it. I grab my shirt and shoes and am out the door. Jump in car and text him again. Leaving now We still on?? Yeah just got out of shower heres my address - 303 tulip ct. Off, I go driving there playing with my cock, trying to stay focused on the road. My hole twitching, desiring, craving cock and cum. Focus back to road. I hate this outside shit it makes me nervous. Why so quiet? Fuck I like to moan, groan, beg, etc. Getting close (not my cock but my car this is a text now) Greg here Quenton Turn on Tulip when u see me or get to the end of road turn ur light off park at end I wl come out So, he walks up to my side of my car and says hello. I ask about where we are going to play and he said in car or maybe over there. pointing at the big tree by the gate of the next yard. Oh, and this boy is country, boots, hunting hat, cam jacket. He is like his picture he sent- cute. Then he smiled-- OMG he wants to suck my cock with those teeth. OH Man, poor guy. They were all crooked and messed up. But, fuck it I am here for cock not mouth so just don't do it long. We go over by the tree and fence and his two dogs start barking at us. meantime he is telling them to be quiet. FUCK! like let the dogs bark and fuck me hard and no one will notice my moans and groans. So, finally he comes over, I drop to my knees and start sucking his cock. I am hungry. he is like his pictures- slim build nice little nipples to play with, a cock that is growing. YUMMM!! He then pulls me to my feet and drops to his knees and starts sucking me. OMG I can feel teeth. enjoy it he is doing ok. he tried to deep throat me but cant take it. I pull him up, and drop to my knees. His cock has grown and think he was honest about size or at least close to it. (Damn, I hate the liars, like am I not going to have it in me and can tell.) I just want to get fucked and bred, so horny all day. So, i suck like crazy on that cock. Taking it as deep as possible and score the mark deep throating. He moans. I work on his cock for a good 5 minutes when he pulls me back up and goes down on my cock. First thing he does is deep throat it. FUCK was it tight. He gagged and I pulled out. I said. Are you ok? Yeah, do it again. SO, I put it back in and drive it back hard. he gags again but i only let him off a little then I grab the back of his head and pounds in. He is moaning. Then, he takes off jack hammering his mouth on my cock. FUCK, his teeth are a little hard to handle. So, lets get to FUCKING!! I stand up ask for the lube, lube my hole, lube his cock, turn around and guide that cock in. Wait, OMG forgot, poppers and there is a reason it has to happen. I bend further over and he slides his cock head over my hole. I pull my poppers out of my shorts pocket and take a good long hit. close the bottle. turn to him and say, I got this. I bend over and grab is hard shaft and guide the head to my twitching hole which doesn't know what I am doing. I barely get his head just into opening my hole and then I do it. FUCK!! I gasp as I slam my ass down on his dick until i felt his balls. OMG, I might tear. FUCK!! I slide off with just the head firmly inside my hole and then he slams back into me causing me to gasp and moan and wanted to scream, "FUCK THAT HURT!!! BRED ME!!" But, I must be quiet. he pulls out nearly all the way and I slam my ass back down on it and gasp. He takes the cue and just starts pounding my hole. I can't not gasp as he fucks me and I push back on his cock. OMG, I like this cock. Then, his cock starts to get softer. He slides out then i notice he is panting. Did you cum? Oh, YA! He never said anything, didn't warn me, didn't ask if it was ok. Just bred me deep. FUCK I loved it. So, I bend over and suck his cock clean. I already want to get fucked again. He starts jerking my cock. So, are you ready to get fucked? Oh, man I can't after I cum. Well, I will have to fuck you first next time and then you can fuck me. Yea, that work Well, let me know (as I pull up my pants and and made sure I had all my things) What are you doing tomorrow night? I guess cumin here to fuck you, breed you, and take a load from you. For sure, I just need a good excuse to go out for this long. My disabled fiancee needs me around. Well, let me know (DAMN, he is engaged! FUCK tomorrow will be great to breed him.) I get in my car and drive off. His load still inside. Hoping he is serious about tomorrow. He had a nice small perky ass- I can't wait to get into and breed. As I drive down the road, I can feel a little cum dripping out. I am still HARD as hell and now craving more cock and cum. And, I realize there was never a discussion of disease free or not. FUCK, I guess I can be a slut. When I get home and finger my hole to taste his juice and find out it is deep in me. I have to push it out and takes a few. Fuck it tastes good. End Part 1 (Well, let me know if you liked this story and I will share the next night. BTW: this happened 3 hours ago.)

Please do continue. This just gets better and better.

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really enjoying it, chapter 11 got me really hard

Have to change the name to the pozzing bunkhouse.

As a total btm slut, if I was ever in the situation I'd much rather tops tried to determine if I was actually ok or in need of medical help, rather than "do I fuck him or not?". That is certainly what I would be thinking if I was a top coming across an unconscious btm.

In Tallahassee staying near FSU on a quick business trip. Put an ad on A4A and ended up getting fucked by 2 college students last night. First verse 23-year-old blonde kid who fucked and bred me with a huge load. Second was 24-year-old black kid with huge cock. I could not get him to fuck me raw. He tore up my hole and left me with a little blood on the sheets. Now this morning I have 2 Poz guys that want to fuck me. One is a black guy with a 10 inch cock. Holy crap not sure what I should do since I'm tore up inside.

Interesting question for me as I have moved from one camp into the other. When I was in my 20's I was attracted to the twinky, hairless type of body and 3 decades on I have transitioned into really loving hairy guys. So much so that I am not even into watching porn with smooth guys. That said I do prefer dark haired guys. A really thick dark beard or stubble, hairy legs (including bum) and arms, really thick hair around the groin and belly button and then up and all over the chest- heaven. So for me now it he 'Otter' is king. A nice well toned but not overly pumped muscles, with a good dark pelt of hair. For me good hair covering is the single most important element of visual masculinity and I hope the fashion of men shaving and plucking everything gets left to the girls. But each to his own.

Sir, this faggot would be glad to be kneeling before you and worship you Sir.

Thx to the anonymous editor.... (again) Still here the original version.... which makes it easier for me to continue with the story line. Until death do us part (story a cheating boyfriend) It happened all on a sunny Saturday at Michelle’s wedding. She was a very good friend of mine and I was an invited guest to celebrate with her, the most important day of her life so far. We were quite a crowd, as we witnessed the solemn vows in the church. But I had no eyes for the holy ceremony in front of me. My eyes rested on a young guy who was sitting not far away from me. I recognized his breathtaking beauty, his innocent appearance. He looked almost angelic with his blonde hair and blue eyes. His body frame was athletic and still petite. He was not really tall – maybe 5 feet and 7 inches the most. Eventually he felt observed and after smiling shyly to me once in a while, he concentrated his gaze at Michelle and John who promised to love and cherish each other for the rest of their lives. It was obvious, that the guy next to my blonde angel was his boyfriend. He held his arm around his shoulder, like he was protecting him. It was a nice gesture and somehow it made me hard. The boy’s eyes wandered back to me, just to look away…. it was almost like a hot and dangerous game. We all got up when the bride and groom started to leave the church. And although my cock was extremely hard, I stood up just to show the little blonde darling, what was in store for him. The blonde guy passed me and saw the immense bulge and blushed. Since he couldn’t look away, I knew I had him on the hook. During the afternoon we had quite a ball and I made sure, that Michelle placed me next to the lovely twink. He and his fiancée were friends of her now husband. I learnt that his name was Dante. Later that evening, when the people were wandering around to dance or take a smoke or simply talk to others we stayed at our table and looked at each other. He told me he was with his partner for two years now and they planned to marry also in the upcoming year. I nodded and my right hand was at the back of his chair. My thumb was caressing his shoulder blade, while he told me how much he was in love with his boyfriend. With my left hand I massaged my bump unashamedly. No one saw it anyway, no one but Dante who tried to ignore my hands playing with my hard on. “Would you mind stop touching me? I am here with my boyfriend….” he said all of a sudden. I kept on caressing his back and told him I knew that, but I was not doing any harm by touching him. “Still…. it is not appropriate” he insisted. “So you want me to stop. I can do that. I can stop touching you and I can take ‘that’ away from you” I replied and stopped groping myself. Spreading my legs I gave him a good view of the tent, that was building up in my pants. Dante gulped. “It looks great… but I am scared someone could see me looking at it” he whispered. “You could take a closer look, somewhere more private” I suggested. Dante looked around frantically. “Meet me at the church yard…. tomorrow…. at 3 pm” I demanded. “But my boyfriend” he mumbled. “We will just meet and talk” I promised him, although I knew I would be the one talking. He wouldn’t be able to reply, since he would massage my cock with his throat. Dante nodded. “I will try to meet you there” he promised and with that I got up and made sure he got a good last look at my bulging pants before I left the table to get me another drink and to enjoy the rest of the evening with a bunch of my acquaintances. The next day came and I arrived at the church shortly before 3 pm. Dante was waiting for me already. He was sitting on a bench and texting on his mobile. Dressed in a washed out jeans and a skater shirt he looked even younger than his 18 years of age, which he told me yesterday. I walked up to him and build myself up in front of him. My dick started to stir again and since he was sitting at the right height, it was the first thing he saw. A nice lump was forming in my jeans again. “Hey Dante… nice, that you made it” I greeted him. “Yeah – nice to see…. you…. too” he replied staring at my jeans. Then his eyes searched for my eyes and he smiled at me. “Although - I am still not comfortable to be here. I even lied to my boyfriend” he admitted. ‘Nice’ I thought. “Why? What did you tell him?” I wanted to know. “I texted him I lost my bracelet at the wedding and wanted to check in various places if I could find it” he said. “Well let’s take a walk over the cemetery. We could talk and find a quiet corner to converse some more” I looked at him with a friendly face. “Okay” he agreed and with that we started walking towards the entrance of the wide cemetery. We chatted along and I kept looking for a bench to be a little offside. Sooner or later I found the perfect place. It was a bench positioned beneath a willow without any tombstones neaby. We sat down and since Dante kept on peering to my jeans I laid my arm around his shoulder and sat there with legs apart. “Well, why don’t start feeling me up a little bit, while we talk.” I suggested. “I am not sure if I should do this” he mentioned. “It would feel like cheating on my boyfriend and I don’t want to go that path. I am proud that we are committing ourselves into a faithful relationship” he told me. ‘Blah blah blah’ I thought. Of course I agreed with that and I told him it was not my intention to ruin anything. I could relate on that, since I was in a solid relationship myself (a lie) and would never be not loyal to my loved one (a lie again… since I cheated always on my partners. Come on, as if fucking the same old hole would make you horny after some times of usage. “But then again – it is nothing more than a human touch” I explained to him and touched his right hand. “See…. nothing more. No cheating, no lies, just a human touch – and I got the feeling you were quite interested yesterday to feel me up. And I can see it in your eyes, that you still are… ” I encouraged Dante. He didn’t look at my face. He stared openly at my bulge and his hand tried to fondle the clear outlining of my hard 9 inch long cock. He started at the base with one finger and followed the route up to my cockhead. There he used three of his fingers to get a grip around my glans penis and massaged it through my jeans. “It is so long and thick” he said admiring. “Yeah – most guys turn me down, because of that” I sighed deeply. “Are you serious?” he looked up at me, but kept on stroking my cock through my tight jeans. I simply nodded. It was unbelievable, how many guys were scared of the size of my cock. Of course this was a lie also, but I wanted to get this thing going. “I would love to feel it up my ass” he confessed. He told me that the cock of his boyfriend was only six inches long and was really thin. “I’m sorry – I shouldn’t have told you that” he apologized. “Nah – man we are friends. Who can you turn to, if not to a friend in such matters?” I asked him honestly and played my cards so hypocritically. “So you fuck your boyfriend?” I asked him? “Good lord – no!” he exclaimed. He was the passive part, which made it so critical for him. He loved his boyfriend, just in bed he was a whack. “Oh that’s bad of course, but love can overcome such problems” I praised him and really had to bite my tongue in order not to laugh out loud. “You want to take a closer look?” I asked him. “Here? Out in the open?” he sounded shocked. I got the feeling this twink was really a good one ‘as in’ playing always safe – meeting the love of his life – testing for HIV and that crap and then fucking without condoms like rabbits. He was a ‘Neg’ for sure, which made him even more desirable for me. “Nah – are you crazy?” I played the surprised. “We could use the church toilets and you could take a short glance. That’s it” I promised. I vowed I would not fuck him there and smiled my winning smile and so we agreed on walking to the toilets. He was supposed to walk in front of me and reserve a stall and I would enter immediately behind him and enter the stall if no one else was in there at all. I’ve watched him shaking his ass at me, while he looked for the right way back to the church. From time to time he turned around to me and grinned, while I followed him, giving him a dirty look. I even squeezed my bulge more than one time, when he took another turn, gazing at me. I was horny like a dog when I entered the church toilets and as we thought, we were the only ones in there at that moment. So Dante took the last of three stalls and disappeared in it. I followed him and closed the door behind us. Right after that the main door opened again and someone shuffled into to urinals section and started to pee. I signaled Dante to get down on his knees and to open my pants, while I pretended to concentrate to the stranger outside, but I hardly listened to the noises the other fellow made. Dante understood and so he went down and started with my belt. I looked down on him and it was like, he was hypnotized by the huge lump in my jeans. He opened the buttons swiftly and then he received his present of the day – my cock! He was mesmerized and looked at it closely. He felt the girth of my dick and enjoyed smelling around my dong, but he never tried to move to the next step. So I whispered to him, if he would like to hold it, while I took a piss, because I really had to go… He nodded and smiled at me. He aimed my dick towards the toilet porcelain and I started letting go a strong gush of piss. I sighed relieved and the luck was on my side, when I realized that there was no toilet paper in our stall. So when I finished pissing up, I told Dante about our dilemma and asked him, if he could finish the job. He looked up at me with big eyes and you could see his brain started working. But the tension was too much for him and so he focused his gaze on my dick head again and shortly after that I felt his tongue lapping at my glanse penis. Dante enjoyed licking my piss slit. His tongue wiped through my piss slit a lot of times. He even dared to take my cock head into his mouth for a couple of seconds and started sucking me softly. Then the magic moment was gone and Dante started jacking me off slowly, but without his mouth supporting it. I knew what he was trying to do, but it was my game and he had to obey my rules. So I stopped his motions and started to button up, while grinning at him cheekily. Dante looked like a child, who got robbed of his favorite toy. I almost felt sorry for him, but this jacking off would lead to nothing. I had to keep his tension up and so I apologized to him, and told him that I had to leave for a date with my lover (a lie, since there was no solid relationship for me) and if he would like to meet me for another chat, we could meet at the church parking lot on Thursday at the same time again. His face brightened up and he promised he would make it. We talked about ordinary stuff, as we walked back to the lot. Dante came here by bus and so we parted merrily. I didn’t suggest to him, that I could drop him off somewhere else and he didn’t seem to mind it, but for the next time I knew we wouldn’t end up in the church toilet. There were other places…. peaceful places we could go, to get engaged in some more action. Little did Dante know, that there was more about me, than just my handsome face or a big cock in my jeans....

Chapter 15: Tattoo #2 Sir smiled at me. “You are learning well boy. Your training is coming along, much faster than we expected.” We drove in relative silence. Sir and Brother sat in front talking about sports and other unimportant stuff. I sat in silence in the back, looking out the window. I tried remembering, something at the deepest recess of my brain. All I could remember were the fucks, my screams, and… It was there, nagging me, but I could not grab it. I started to ask Sir where we were going when I began to recognize the buildings. We were going to the tattoo shop. “Sir, am I getting another tattoo already?” He looked at me in the mirror and just said, “Yes.” When we arrived, Thunder met us at the door. He seemed surprised that I was back again. “I thought you were only bringing him weekly.” Sir smiled, “That was the plan. But he’s proving more popular then expected. And, much more resilient.” Thunder looked me up and down. He turned back to Sir and said, “Is he ready for my fist in his cunt?” I knew not to object, but I looked to Sir with fear in my eyes. He met my look with a slight smile. “No, Thunder. You know how hard it is for anyone to take that monstrosity? Give him a few more days?” Thunder smiled, holding his fist up again. “Yeah, no worries.” He turned to me and said, “Well, boy how many loads am I marking you for since yesterday?” I started, “Brot…” Thunder just laughed. Sir stopped me and said, “Joey, Thunder is not a Brother. He’s what you would call, an associate. You may address him as Mr. Thunder.” I nodded and said, “Mr. Thunder…” Thunder looked to Sir and said, “No disrespect, but Mr. Thunder? That just sounds awful. Can he just call me Thunder, but in a tone of deference?” Sir said, “Your choice. Joey, continue.” I told him, “I’m not sure how many loads I took Mr., uh, Thunder.” He smiled at me when I said that. “You’re not sure? Weren’t you supposed to count them slut?” I looked to him, then to Sir and Brother. I felt their glares and realized I had disappointed them. I began to tear up at the thought of disappointing Sir. Sir looked at me and shook his head. “Stop it Joey. Just think back to when we left here yesterday morning. I wiped my eyes and followed his direction. Brother looked at him and whistled low. Sir glanced quickly at Brother and then back to me. “Now move forward through the day and tell us one by one each load you took in your sloppy cunt.” I couldn’t feel anything as I recounted: “I took two loads in the restroom from Mike and another guy. They made me swallow their piss.” “I then received a blessing from a Brother and 10 more men following that.” “I then made a deal with a professor to give him access to my cunt in order to get a good grade on a midterm. He was not a big dick, but I took his load.” “I then willingly spread my legs, at the health center, for Hector with the piercing and tattoo. Then the doctor with the monster cock.” “After that I returned to the locker room. I did not take loads there; I was made into a piss dump for my teammates.” “Then I went to my room where you were waiting for me Sir. I followed your order and sold my cunt for $1 each to… 16 guys? No 17.” “Sir, you then drove me to a motel where I was used by a lot of men, including Brother. I believe the final count was… 39.” I felt myself return, looking around to figure out where I was. I saw looks of pride on Sir and Brother’s faces and surprise on Thunder’s. “Thunder, I believe the final count for yesterday was, 72 loads.” I heard the voice in my head again, “Good boy.” I was seated in the chair again. No blindfold or gag. Thunder applied the tattoo with the date next to it. Thunder looked to Sir and asked, “Is he for real?” Sir smiled and said, “You can always try his cunt out if you want.” Thunder shook his head, “You know I’m not into that.” Brother looked at Thunder and said, “You don’t know what you’re missing Thunder. Are you sure you don’t want to try him out?” Thunder looked at Brother and said, “No, I don’t fuck… You know what?” Brother said, “What is it, Thunder?” Thunder looked from Brother to Sir, who only nodded slightly. Thunder looked at me and said, “Fuck it, show me that faggot cunt.” Not wishing to displease Sir or brother, I asked Thunder, “Where do you want me?” “Get on your knees, face in the chair. I don’t want to see your face.” I assumed the position after dropping my pants. “Spread your ass fag. Show me your pussy.” I reached back with both hands and spread my ass for him. I could still feel the pain from the rapes over the last night, but could tell there was no damage. I heard, and then felt, his spit land right on my hole. Then I felt his dick strike my hole and slam in, going balls deep right away. I groaned from the pain, but somehow, it seemed that the groan was less intense, despite the pain remaining awful. Thunder fucked me for a couple minutes before grunting and shooting in me, causing the burn to return. He yanked his cock out, pulling a stream of cum with him. “Clean my cock faggot.” I turned to clean him and came face to face with a cock covered with scars. I looked at him and was slapped hard across the face. “Don’t you look at me like that faggot. I don’t need your fucking pity.” He grabbed my hair and shoved his cock in my mouth, making me clean the jizz from it. “Clean the floor too. I don’t want your ass juice on it.” I leaned down to the floor and began to use my shirt to wipe the cum up. “No boy, use that tongue. Lick it up and then look at me.” I licked it up, holding it in my mouth and on my tongue. I turned back to Thunder and saw my phone again recording my humiliation. “Swallow it for the camera boy.” I did. Thunder tossed the phone to me. A look came across his face of confusion. He looked to me, then to Sir. “What the fuck just happened?” Sir looked at him and said, “He leaked cum from his ass and you made him clean it up. Nothing more.” Thunder looked at Sir and then back to me. He shook his head, as if to get rid of cobwebs in his mind. I knew what he was going through. “Come Joey, we need to get going.”

[If you read a different first part to the story, sorry about that, as I was writing it I wanted to change how things played out so I had the moderators change the first chapter. Now onto the 2nd chapter…] Hey… My name is Mike and I just heard some news and not quite sure what to think about it. I live in this fuck house where I fuck and get fucked A LOT, and the guy who owns/runs the house just told me I tested poz and it looks like I've infected everyone else in the house (including him). Those are just the ones he knows about for sure – there've been tons of other guys who've stopped by the house that I've fucked, and then there's all the guys my housemates and the other guys have fucked… It's a bit of a huge mess! Thing is, I'm sorta ambivalent. Part of me has always wanted to be poz, but deep down I'm pretty responsible so I went on PrEP to stay neg. But not only did I manage to get pozzed, but it seems I've pozzed all the guys I live with (there are 12 of us in the house – two had "indeterminate" results, but I probably pozzed them as well). I guess if it's gonna happen it's gonna happen to someone like me. I mean I've been living here for a year and a half and my goal is to get 10 loads a day, and give 2, and I almost never have a problem meeting my goal. Weekends I get more like 20 loads a day and give 3-4. That's like 120 loads a week in my ass. There are some weeks where I can't fuck 'cause I'm clearing up an STD, but still I've probably taken around 9,000 loads (!) since moving in here – and given close to 2,000. I guess that's bound to catch up to you, right? Still, I'm only 21 and I'm poz and toxic… But honestly, I'm also sorta turned on… There's this one top (Felix) who fucks me a couple times a week. I knew he was poz, but thought he was on meds, but then he confided in me that he wasn't taking meds and had a high viral load. That made me want his loads even more. He'd been fucking me for months at that point and I'd gone through at least one round of HIV testing and still tested neg, so I figured the PrEP was working, and saying 'no' to him felt like closing the barn door after the cows had left – if he was gonna infect me, it would have happened already, right? So every time he'd come over I'd use one of the little rooms where we're allowed to do private 1-on-1s and beg him to knock me up and poz me (I didn't want the other guys in the house to hear me begging to be pozzed). I mean he was pretty hot and I was totally into him, and part of me really wanted to be poz. I thought he'd make the perfect "poz papi". But he's been fucking me for almost a year now. Why am I just now testing poz? Nick, the guy who runs the house, and his doctor sat me down and told me that, on top of being poz, my strain is Truvada-resistant – which is how I managed to poz everyone else in the house. But if Felix had been meds-resistant wouldn't he have infected me sooner? So now we gotta go tell the guys that I pozzed them. I'm not sure if I'm gonna get beaten up or if it's gonna turn into some huge poz orgy… Wish me luck! [To be continued…]

Happened to me too when I was younger. Went to Amsterdam, got drunk, went to Thermos Night Sauna and when sobered up knew I had been fucked, cum in my hole and vaguely remembering being fucked but no recollection really about by whom and when/where. I have sobered up since then.

CHARLOTTESVILLE - Took 2 loads Saturday evening from anonymous tops. A 3rd top fucked me for what felt like 30 minutes with an enormous cock. He said he would take a while to cum but I wasn't aware of that and had arranged a guy to follow him and that guy demanded one-on-one only. So big dick guy had to leave. The next morning a hot stud came over to dump a quick load.... he ended up dumping 3 into me. I love it when I can feel the tops dick pulsing inside of me as it cums. His was a big pulser! Happy Breedings. I'll be in BOSTON this coming weekend......

Gotta admit I done that too bro ! Sumtimes I just play with it with me fingers puttin sum up me hole or lickin off me fingers or I have even licked it off the walls or floor filthy pig that I am

I looked around me n saw a sea of moaning, sucking n fucking men, some yeah fuck mes n skin smacking against skin. I was then helped up on jello legs, held up, gave a bottle of water that I downed n I was told that I had passed out on about the 5th dick shot its load in both ends. I was weak, dripping cum n my mouth tasted like ass n cum. I was led to the couch n told to take it easy for a few n Erik, Jon ntaylor sat w me layed across the 3 of them. I watched the screen as the camera man showed men sucking n fucking n moaning as close ups of asses being fucked n loads spewing all over really got me going again. They noticed I was getting turned back on, I felt their hands on my body again, their dicks pressed against me, I moaned as Erik started playing w my dick, Taylor had another syringe pressed to my hole as I pushed my hole onto it knowing what was cumming . Damn Neal I had no idea u liked the cock muchlesspnpedd, or I would invited u over n we would have had u over n partied on this ass then. I said, I would've too if I knew this made me want dick so bad, my shyness disappears n this cock crazed fag appears n my fantasy's take over. I'm so spun I'd take on any dick, IDC as long as it fucks me n feeds me cum. The new booty bump was mixed really strong n I was told it was time for round 2. It hit me like a freight train, the 3 guys I've known the longest wanted to do me next. We were on the floor, sucking each other n feeding off the Tina n years of wanting each other. They then turned their attention to me as I worked on their dicks. Yeah we're going to make that sloppy hole even sloppier n craving even more cock. Taylor started licking my hole, getting as much cum out of me as he could, then came up to me n shared a mouthful of cum w me in a deep kiss. I took it all, sucking his tongue. He then put my legs on his shoulders teased my charged up hole, he said, now my turn to breed that ass I saw strutting around at work. I looked at him n said y u think I was moving it. I wanted y'all to take the hint n fuck me. Taylor's dick was 9", good thing I had been stretched n lubed by cum cuz nothing was gonna stop that dick from plowing me cuz we both wanted it. I told him to shove it all the way in n wait, I felt him push against my hole n all the way to the balls in me

Guys we should get a sex club together, I'm a cock slut waiting to happen, I love to satisfy men, sucking as many dicks, fed lots of cum n fucked n bred over n over again while getting filmed being turned into fag nympho. Love pnp, the higher I get the bigger cum thirsty butt slut I become. I want nothing but raw cock, idc the risks, if I get pozed so be it. I just want to be gangbanged, minor bondage, get my ass spanked, humiliated n turned a total fag slut n begging for more. Plz I want to release my inner cock slut who wants to be bred n fed. It be even hotter w guys who do it all, a naked mass of men sucking fucking n moaning.

Went am on the road traveling for business and found a local ABS today . What a great time I had wallowing in the sleaze of the dried cum on the walls and floor . it started out promising as there were plenty of anon cocks to suck dry and I got a belly full of cum from those first 4 cocks . Then I was sucking this great curved fat cock at a large glory hotel and I get the signal from its owner to put my cock through ( not really my preference as I am a total bottom but wth I'll let him a bit ) . He strokes my cock for a minute and then puts his hand onto my hip to coax me turn my hole to the GH . I willingly oblige and bend to fully expose my hole to the anon man on the other side of the wall. I can feel him poke his finger around a bit to locate my hole in the dark and then his fat raw cock head starts to push into slutty fuck hole. I relax and open up to this wide raw invasion and enjoy the feeling of fullness as he pushes deep into my hole . Now I'm in total heaven with my hole pressed up to a glory hole getting raw fucked by a fat random cock. He fucks for about 5 minutes before pushing deep and I can feel his cock throb and I get the warm wet feeling in my hole that tells me I have been throughly bred . Mmmmmmm sleazy cumdump heaven . He pulls out and I can feel a little dribble of his cum leak out of my used hole . I keep my ass pressed to the GH as I hear him zip and leave , as a cool breeze blows across my now wet hole when he opens his door . I can here some low toned whispering in the hallway and a low laugh and then I can another man enter the booth and he immediately reaches out and puts a finger in my cum filled hole. I can hear him unzip and then slaps his cock on my exposed hole a few times . He then lines up the head to my hole and starts to push in and I can hear him say " fucking slut " as his raw cock bottoms out deep in my hole . He starts to fuck me and dirty talk calling me a faggot, slut, Whore etc . He tells me to open my door so the other guys can see me taking raw cock and cum. Three guys gather at the door to watch stroking their cocks and two of them shoot cum watching me get royally fucked by a man I've never seen . He finally pushes balls deep and says ' take that dirty load you fucking whore ' and I use my ass muscles to milk out every drop as I shoot my own cum without ever touching my cock . Now I'm back in my hotel room fingering my cum filled hole and I'm thinking about heading back over in a few hours to get some more raw anon cock and cum in my ass .

Fucking love it. He was lucky to get that 7 shot toxic load to swallow! My mouth is watering!

Couldn't agree more! Sean Storm is my all time favorite and #1 on my list of fantasy fucks. I would love to have a sloppy wet flip fuck with him and swap loads. Lucky you, must have been amazing playing with him. Cumsloppy Buttholes was my introduction to bareback porn and still one of my favorites. It's often playing in the background when I'm getting my ass loaded. Learned a lot over the years watching Dawson and Sean get fucked and they're my role models. While I'll probably never have the opportunity to play with either one of them it sure is fun to emulate their behavior and be the cum loving bottom they taught me to be.

Well, I said I was feeling cock and cum hungry. And, I AM. I was so horny after getting bred by the redneck I WANTED, NEEDED more CUM. So, I kept his load in me to use as lube and went back to Grindr. I found a versatile top who wanted to fuck. He was average build, 35 yr old bald white guy with goatee. we worked out how to get to my place and in 20 minutes he arrived. We went to my bedroom and he was stripping as we went there and so was nearly naked when we got there. I stripped and climbed on the bed between his legs to suck his cock. SO for the next hour I sucked him while he ate my hole out. He just would not get hard, said it was 9 in but I got no more then 4 soft ones out of it. He said drinking a lot today and so alcohol cock. He tried to fuck me but eating my hole was all we got. He sucked my hard shaft a bit as well. while sucking his balls, I scouted out his hole. Not as clean as I can handle to get my tongue in there. He asked me while we took a break if I would fuck him, but I just wasn't feeling it even though I was rock hard. (thanks viagra). I just cant fuck a dirty smelly hole. But, as he dug his tongue in my hole he had no idea there was a load up there. SO, it seemed like it was just my hole giving him a special flavor he just dug out of my hole. He never asked if I had been fucked but I know he got some cum because I tried pushing into his tongue with my puckered hole. After he left my hole still had some cum in it. Not the best sex since I didn't get fucked by his "9 inch" cock. I so wanted it. So, I am craving cock and cum SOOOO BAD!! Well, as I write this the next day still craving cock and cum as I wake. Have to work so not able to do anything most of day. My cock is hard and semi hard on and off all day long as I try and find more cock for tonight. Yes, redneck told me to come back. Well, I want to either getting sloppy seconds (or thirds, or fourths, LOL). Or, find a guy after him to get slopes. Well, I am average build nice cock I have been told 7 in cut. Bearded 50 yr old that looks 40. The guy that ate my hole kept saying how hot and sexy my ass and hole was and then he would drive back into it with his tongue. Fuck, getting hard again writing this. SO, have a potential recent released convict 7 in uncut mexican cock that wants to breed me a couple of times tonight. Let's see if I can get that to happen as well. That will be a separate story thread if redneck bails on me or part of the redneck story if I score that redneck ass and cock tonight. I am taking a towel and getting that boy on all fours and fuck him Deliverance style. (LOL) Breed him deep and push trying to make him beg me either to stop or to keep going. Either way I am not stopping until I nut deep in his smooth hole. NOTE: Please let me know what you think of this story. I am writing for first time and want to see what people think about it. FYI, this is a factual story with some alterations for flow, but all sex acts are genuine.

I suppose in real numbers about half of my fucking is with guys I know. That makes for a pretty good number of times a fully unknown cock pierces my ass. I have great enjoyment in fucking with the guys I know. There is something nice about knowing what to expect and feeling a familiar dick go deep in my hole. Those times are more relaxed and laid back....just great sex between two guys who know each other. But I have to admit that for true turn on potential, fucking with unknown cocks is the greatest. Not knowing what to expect, how good the guy is gonna be, how big a wand he is swinging all add to the allure of anonymous sex. When I was chasing, most of the cock was one on one...so I had some idea of the man behind the meat. But those few times I was able to get to a Cumunion, sauna or ABS were incredibly hot. It certainly helped my increase my appetite for strange cock. Having a balance between the two is good for me....but if it came done to only choosing one or the other, a life time of many cocks taken without seeing who is "driving" would seem to be a great choice. It would certainly be great sex.

I find that ever since I took my first bareback load, I tend to prefer anonymous loads. I guess before I was worried and wanted to know enough about the guy. Now all I want to know is if your dick is hard and you can give me a load (or several).

Man I look forward to going on his journey with him! Too bad he had to wipe the cum off with his shirt...I would've licked, sucked, and ate it all out!

thanks for the positive feedback guys. it makes me enjoy my debauchery. Part 3 Why the fuck did I say what I said? Why didn’t I tell them about Coach? I began walking towards my dorm. I was not paying attention to the world around me when I walked into someone. “What the fuck man, watch where you’re…” I looked up and felt my stomach tighten. It was the guy from outside the dorm. “You fucking little faggot, you just keep cumming onto me don’t you.” “No, asshole. You’re the one who…” “Shut your mouth bitch.” I did. “I warned you earlier. Now it’s time.” He grabbed me by the back of the shirt. “It’s time you learn some manners,” and he began shoving me over to a building. People watched as he did this, no one stopping him. “Let me the fuck go asshole.” “I might, when I’m done using you bitch.” He walked me into the building and to the closest bathroom. “Get the fuck in there, and strip.” “What, no.” “You can either get in a stall and strip, or I’ll strip you out here and let guys watch.” “Fuck you,” I moved to get away from him. “Again, you’re the one getting fucked, not me.” He grabbed the back of my shirt, tearing it further, and for someone who didn’t look very big, he was surprisingly strong. He jerked me back, tossing me to the floor. I came very close to cracking the back of my head on the tile floor. He reached down, pulling me up by the front of the shirt, ripping it down the middle while doing so. He pulled the shirt over my head and threw it on the ground. “Nice piercings,” twisting hard on each one, turning the bars, and my nipples almost 90 degrees. I groaned in pain, and begged him to stop. He let go of one nipple, moving his hand to the button on my shorts. He was in the process of unzipping them when the door opened and another guy walked in. He saw us in the middle of the bathroom and walked over to take a piss. “Don’t let me interrupt you guys.” I looked over at the new guy, tried to beg him for help. My attacker simply whispered, “Do it, see what happens.” I started to say something and stopped. The other guy saw me staring at him and just laughed. “Really man, you want both of us? At the same time? Man, that is some seriously fucked up shit.” He looked over at my attacker and cocked his head, letting him choose. My attacker thought briefly, and then said, “Cum on over, but I get first crack at his cunt.” The new guy walked over, setting his bag on the floor. He stood behind me and helped force my shorts down around my ankles and instructing me, “Step out of them,” which I did. I heard the guy behind me sniff the air and then said, “Damn, man. You are not getting first crack at anything. This bitch has been marked, and he is leaking cum.” First guy laughed, “I know. He and I had a run in an hour ago, he was with a guy old enough to be his dad; I think it was his boyfriend or something. He was leaking then. Dude, how much cum do you have in you?” I looked at him and pointed to the tattoo. “No fucking way. That’s disgusting.” The second guy asked what. “Bitch says he has 77 loads in him.” The second guy, “Un-fucking real. I’ve done sloppy seconds, even sloppy thirds. But 77, damn he’s gonna be open like a tunnel back there to have taken so much.” They moved me over to the sinks and mirrors. “Stick that pussy out for us. Let us see that fine ass.” I tried to tell them to let me go, but they only laughed. “You’ll go when we’re done.” They worked together to push me over, causing my ass to be on full display. “Lift your head up and look in the mirror. I want to watch you watching me.” I lifted my head as ordered and looked him in the face. I was horrified by what I saw, a phone stuck in front of his face, apparently ready to record what ever he was gonna do. “Smile for the camera, bitch.” He reached into the sticky crack of my ass and said, “Let’s find that sloppy pussy, see if we can use it.” After digging around for a moment, in the cummy remnants of 77 rapes, his finger found my hole. “I don’t fucking believe this.” “How loose is it? Can you get several fingers in there?” “He’s not loose. He’s as tight as a virgin.” “Let me feel,” and another hand entered my ass crack. He too found the hole and whistled, “Guess we can have some fun wrecking his hole.” Guy number one took his cock out and used cum from my crack to lube up. “I’d ask about a condom, but I’m pretty sure you don’t want one do you bitch?” They both laughed at his joke and he slid his cock between my cheeks. He handed the phone to the other guy, “Do me a favor, record this, just keep my face clear. Can’t let the guys see me take this bitch, or they’ll all be begging to swallow my cock.” I looked at his reflection in the dirty mirror. His eyes were staring back at me. “Please, don’t do this. I don’t…” I gasped as, for the umpteenth time in less then 15 hours, another cock was shoved up my ass. As with each violation before, it hurt as if I was losing my virginity. “Holy shit, this bitch is ridiculously tight. But there is so much cum in him.” I could hear the squelching sound that only meant the cum in my ass was getting fucked either deeper in me, or was getting pulled out by the big cock raping me. “Damn, I can’t believe he’s taking you balls deep. What a fucking cunt.” He started fucking, and I could see the signs in his face, and hear in his sounds, he was losing it very quickly. “Oh, fuck, I’m gonna dump in you. You want it boy? Tell me you want it.” I shook my head, and said, “No. Please…” and again, my ass was set afire with the scalding of another load. “Oh fuck, yeah, bitch I told you. Shooting deep in that sloppy cunt.” A couple of spasms more, and he pulled out. The other guy tried to wait, but was ready. “Cum on man, let me in there.” The first guy took his phone and moved after a few seconds, and I watched as number 2 moved in behind me. He shoved his cock in my crack, expecting a loose hole. His reaction would have been comical, if I wasn’t about to feel another cock in my ass. His eyes widened and he gasped, “Holy shit.” He found my tight hole and, regaining his composure, said, “Open your tight cunt for me.” I pushed out, and he slid in, riding the stream of cum, all the way in. I grunted in pain, and he just smiled at me, “I think I’m in love with this pussy. I’ve never been in such a tight wet hole.” He started fucking me, trying to last as long as possible, but he only lasted a few seconds longer than the first guy. “Oh, god. Oh yeah. I’m fucking cumming in your cunt boy. Here you gooooooooooooo.” #78 and 79. If I ask him, will he slam my head in the mirror? Strangle me? Snap my neck? He pulled out and spent a few seconds to gather himself. “Get on your knees and clean us up.” The first guy just looked at the second guy and smiled. I turned and dropped to my knees. Two wet cocks, covered in who knows how many different strains of cum were shoved into my mouth. I gagged on the pure disgusting taste and knowledge of where this cum came from. After they were satisfied that I had cleaned them well enough, they each moved to a urinal to piss while I stayed motionless on the floor. Number 2 watched me not moving and said, “Crawl over here, you fucking slut.” I fought it, but I couldn’t stop myself from crawling over on my hands and knees. “Just like a trained bitch. How far will you let me go?” I looked at him and could only mutter, “Please.” The guy grabbed my hair and pulled me into the urinal, “Lick it.” Number 1 said, “Dude, that’s a little much don’t you think?” Number 2, “Nah, he’s going to enjoy it.” I looked at the white porcelain of the urinal and saw a few drops of piss and some stray pubes. I wanted to vomit but my tongue reached out and licked the drops up. I looked up at my demented captor and begged, “Please, just let me go.” He laughed and said, “I still gotta piss. You interrupted me when I came in here and I think you should apologize for that.” I looked at him and said, “I’m sorry.” He snarled at me, spit in my mouth and said, “I don’t think you mean it. Tip your head back in the basin boy.” I put my head in the basin of the urinal and closed my eyes. “Open your eyes faggot,” and I opened them to see another camera staring down at me. “I think this video might make a few extra dollars. I know there are guys who’ll love seeing a naked jock getting his face soaked with piss and even drinking it.” As he finished saying it, a stream of hot, clear piss started from his cock. The first drops hit my chest, but soon it was hitting my face, slipping up my nose, causing me to cough. “Open that mouth and let me fill it up.” I sat there feeling so disgusted as my mouth was filled with hot piss until it started dripping out. “Swallow.” I tried to swallow, but it caused me to choke and lose most of it. “You fucking bitch, I told you to swallow.” I was kicked in the balls and told not to mess up again. He pissed straight in my mouth, making me swallow it as quickly as I could. Number 1 stood there and muttered, “Damn.” As number 2 finished his piss, he looked down and said, “Thank me for your drink.” I looked at him, wanting to tell him to go fuck himself, but again, my words were not mine. “Thank you Sir for pissing on my face and letting me drink it. I’m sorry I spilled it, I will do better next time.” Both guys started to laugh and number 1 said, “Fuck, this is so disgusting. I think I want to try it. Get your mouth over here bitch. I want you to drink me, but don’t you get me wet.” I maneuvered so that I had my head tilted backwards, my mouth just under his cock head. He started pissing right away and number 2 was getting it all on video. I managed to swallow most of his piss, with only a few mouths full spilling. After they were done, they both got dressed. Number 2 gave number 1 his email asking for the video of me taking his cock and cum. He even told number 1 he could make some money posting the movie. Number 1 looked at me, and said, “I think this bitch is going to be making some people a lot of money.” Number 2 left, and number 1 leaned back against the sink, looking at me sitting naked on the floor, still leaking cum from my ass and piss dripping from my face. “You better get dressed, before some more guys come in here. Unless you want more guys already?” I looked at him, silently, and grabbed my shorts. I slid into them and stood up. He threw my shirt to me and said, “Dry your face.” I dried my face and did not take my eyes off of him as he walked up to me. “I’ll be sure to see you around Joey. I think I’m going to be making some fine use of that boy pussy you got there. And, I think I have some guys who might like to use it too.” He looked at his watch, “Damn it’s almost 11:00, got to run to class. I’d keep a close eye on Yeti today, if I were you. I think there’s already one video of our meet and greet earlier. I think there’s gonna be another one pretty soon of you spreading your ass for my cock.” I started to say something when he stuck a finger over my mouth. “Shut up, Joey.” He looked at me and something in his eyes chilled me to the bone. His words burned deep into me, “Keep fighting boy, I am enjoying your pain.” Suddenly, his eyes flared and he lightly touched his lips to mine and I felt a searing, burning touch from them. Deep in my mind, a brief image flashed of a red face and horns, laughing. Suddenly, I was slapped hard across the face. “Don’t you ever try and kiss me you fucking queer. I’ll break your neck if you do that again.” He turned and walked out, leaving me alone in the bathroom.

Joey’s New Life, Day 1: Sir and I got back in the car, this time I was made to sit in the passenger seat. He drove and I asked him where we were going. “I’m taking you back to your dorm.” We sat mostly in silence as he drove. “Sir, why me?” He looked at me and said, “What do you mean?” “Why did you do this to me? Why did you rape me and then let those other guys rape me?” “To make you learn a lesson you needed to know. You flaunt your ass around in places you shouldn’t, to guys you REALLY shouldn’t, and then don’t spread your legs? You were a fucking cock tease and you got punished. You enjoyed it though; you shot five loads, all while getting fucked and taking loads. Only a true cum whore would cum, without touching himself, so many times while getting fucked.” “No, I didn’t enjoy it. I wanted to die each time a guy shoved his dick in me. More so, each time another load was shot in me.” “I don’t know boy, your cock tells me you liked it. In fact, it’s telling me that now.” I looked down, and my crotch was sticking up in the tight shorts. “No, this isn’t… I’m not…” “Take your cock out boy, right now.” “I can’t, not in the car.” A slap across the face, bouncing my head off the window, “Do it now, boy.” I unbuttoned the shorts and pulled my cock out. It was rock hard and the head was glistening with fresh pre-cum. My pubes were crusted together in clumps from cum drying in them. “Jerk off boy. Show me how you didn’t like being a cum dump.” I reached down and began jerking off as we drove down the freeway. Memories of some of the more brutal and disgusting incidents flashed into my head, causing me to gag in disgust and want to scream in agony. My cock was rock hard, but no matter what the thoughts were, it continued to throb. I looked over and there was an older guy driving a SUV, and he was glancing over. He saw me jerking off and smiled and nodded his approval. I mouthed, “Fuck you,” and Sir slapped me again, causing the other driver to laugh. As we pulled onto campus, I felt the tell-tale sign of my cumming. However, when I finally came, only a drop or two of cum came out. “That’s what your last couple of loads were like last night. I think you successfully emptied every set of balls, even yours, in your partying.” We pulled into the parking lot of the dorm, finding a parking space as far from my building as we could. “Let’s go boy, time for your walk of shame.” We got out and walked toward the dorm. People looked at me, some briefly glancing and turning away in revulsion, others staring. Several girls, and a few guys smiled and nodded approval. One guy watched me, licked his lips, and as I passed him, grabbed my ass. I turned on him and snapped, “Don’t touch me.” He smiled back and said, “Oooh, look at you trying to be a man. I think I’ll be more than touching that fine ass pretty soon.” I noticed several people standing around and watching, some with phones out recording this. I weakly responded, “Fuck you.” He slapped my ass, with several people laughing at me, leaned in to my ear and whispered, “Bitch, you the one getting fucked. And as wet as your ass is, I think you know that.” People laughed as my face turned red and I tried to run toward my dorm. “BOY.” I froze at the severity of his tone and turned back to him. “Get your ass back over here, NOW.” I started back toward him and the other guy was looking from my face to Sir, who continued to stare at me. Everyone else had stopped at the snap of Sir’s command, and all eyes were on me. I stopped in front of Sir and hung my head down. What the hell am I doing, acting like some whipped puppy in front of dozens of people, some who I recognized from classes or the dorms. “What do you say to this man?” I looked at the guy who grabbed me and could not say anything. “Boy…” I looked to Sir and back to the guy and mumbled an apology. He heard me and smirked, but Sir was not satisfied. “Louder and clearer, so everyone hears.” The red in my face and the heat of the embarrassment increased ten-fold. “I apologize for being disrespectful to you.” The guy just smirked more and said, “You’ll be sorry later, BITCH.” People laughed and resumed their travels. Sir and I walked on, him smiling at my clear embarrassment. Sir handed me my wallet, keys and my phone as we stood by the door. He gently took my chin in his hand, and lifted my head to look at him. For a brief second, I feared he was gonna kiss me. I wish he had. He spat, loudly and wetly, right onto my face, causing a splatter due to the closeness on impact. “Enjoy your day boy. I think your world is going to change very quickly and very soon. Don’t wipe that off. Go, get your bag for class, and don’t even think of changing clothes; that’s your outfit for the rest of the day, or at least until you’re told to strip. I’ll check in on you when the time is right. Until then, GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY SIGHT YOU PATHETIC FAGGOT.” People looked at us, at me after he turned and walked away. I wanted to curl up and die, but I knew that wouldn’t happen. As I turned go into the dorm, my phone buzzed as a text came in. “Emergency team meeting, 9:30. Locker room.” I had just over an hour until my world ended. I went upstairs and to my room, noticing stares from other guys and hearing laughter from rooms. At one door, which was wide open, I heard a couple of guys laughing and heard the unmistakable sounds of Sir yelling “Boy.” One of the guys laughed and said, “I never thought he was a faggot. But, at least now I know where to go when my girl won’t put out.” They both laughed and I got out of the doorway, before they could see me. I got my bag and opened my closet, thinking of changing clothes. More memories of my gangrape came back, causing my hole to burn in agony. I closed the door and walked out of the room.

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

Part 10 – Turning of the Screw “It’s time for you to spread your cunt, bitch.” My mind was a haze, what just happened? I’d been raped twice, taken both their loads. As my mind cleared, I could still remember a second rape, but there was only brief snippets of what happened the second time. “Stand up, bitch. The guys out there are getting very impatient, they want their turn in that cunt.” I stood upright, getting a little light headed from being bent over. I moved closer to the wall as the sadistic, black mailer unlocked my cuffs. “Now, we’re gonna get you ready for your first service.” After removing the cuffs, he unbuckled the gag and the blindfold and removed them from my head. “You won’t be needing those anymore, will you cunt?” I looked at him and said, “I’m not a cunt. My name is Joey.” The man looked at me and chuckled. “Whatever you say, whore. The way you spread that ass so willingly and took my load so willingly, without asking my status. You’re a whore, you little punk.” “Fuck y-,” is what I tried to say. Before I could say it, a fist was delivered straight to my gut. I doubled over in pain, only to have my head yanked up by the hair. “I am enjoying your misery and will enjoy causing you any type of physical pain I can imagine. Feel free to mouth off to me any time you want. Every time you do, I get to punish you. The great thing that you’ve received is that you will feel that pain, but there will be no damage visible. Although that nose and eye are going to remain visible since the damage occurred before the change.” “Now stand the fuck up, you little whore.” I stood back up and looked him in the eyes, “I’m not a whore.” “Whatever you say. You’re first job begins now. Each man out there is paying $50 to fuck your ass and dump a load in you. Great thing for them? That $50 covers as many fucks and loads as they want to give you. In fact, there is one very special man out there who paid $100 to have the privilege of fucking you first.” “Please don’t make me do this. Haven’t you already done enough to me? You already raped me and probably gave me your fucking disease. And, I can’t remember what else, but there was a second guy too.” “Your stuff is there, right where you left it. You can get dressed and leave now.” I grabbed the bag, and he was telling the truth. I grabbed my clothes and got dressed, never taking my eyes off of him. I finished dressing and walked towards the door. “Joey.” I turned to him and he smiled at me and simply said, “You know you have no say in this.” “Fuck you, you sick faggot.” I walked out the door. I thought I was going to go to my car, but for some reason I was walking towards the trucks. I stopped and stared down the walkway that paralleled the truck parking spaces and took my shirt off. It’s a warm night. I walked down the walkway, moving further from my car. I could hear whistles and catcalls from the truckers, could even hear some of them getting out. “Yeah, boy, take the pants off too,” “Show us that fine ass of yours.” “Fuck you, faggots.” “Did you hear that guys, this stupid little whore called US faggots. He’s the one walking around, showing off that ass.” One of the truckers who got out, a black guy about 6’4” and looking to weigh about 250, walked toward me. I stepped back, but could not move fast enough. A punch to the jaw, sent me sprawling to the ground, followed by a booted foot to my side. “Get away from you fucking nigg…” the boot that kicked my side was now delivering a stomp to my crotch. “Watch your mouth boy. That kind of talk will get you into a lot of trouble.” I was writhing in pain from the kick and the stomp. “Get up punk.” I lay on the ground, focusing on the pain. “GET. THE. FUCK. UP. BITCH.” I rolled on to my side, then on my hands and knees. I reached out to the guy, to try and pull myself up. He saw this and turned so that I grabbed his crotch. “Yeah, faggot, I knew that’s what you wanted. That’s why you’re out here.” He reached down, grabbed me by the hair and pulled me, dragging me to a table in the middle of the rest stop. “Take off your pants, bitch. We’ve been promised some good pussy tonight.” “Please, don’t do this to me. I’m not a faggot. Please, let me go…” He looked at me, smiled an evil grin, and said, “I don’t care if you’re a faggot or not. Your ass is ours tonight, until we’re done.” With that, he reached around to the back of my pants and tore them from the waist, down to the ass. “TAKE THE FUCKING RAG OFF NOW. Before I break another rib.” I began to cry, whimpering “please…” as I reached down, pushed the shredded sweats down and stepped out of them. The black man reached down to my crotch, and covered it completely with his right hand. Using his grip, which felt like it was crushing my cock and balls, he pushed me back, until my knees hit a table. “Lay down, whore. I wanna watch your face as I rape that queer ass. Although, you’re a faggot, so is it really rape when you love taking it up the ass?” And he laughed as he pushed me down. “Slow down Marquise, you don’t get to go first.” I looked over and the guy from the restroom was staring down at me. “What the fuck man, thought this cunt was open game.” “It’s open game, but there is one man here who gets first shot at fucking this little bitch. Don’t worry about him getting loose though, he’s gonna be tight as he is now, for the rest of the night. Even after you get through with him.” “Fuck man, I want this bitch to spread for me, but I’ll follow the rules.” “You ready, man?” the bathroom guy called out. Soon, there were men surrounding me, I couldn’t see how many, but there were a lot. “Please don’t do this. I’m not a fag.” The guys laughed, some taunted me, but soon the guys at my feet parted and the guy who would apparently fuck me first, walked through. The guy moved closer into the light, and my gut dropped as his face came clearer. “Joey, you fucking little queer.” The bathroom guy smiled and looked at the guy. “Hey little brother, I told you this little bitch was a fucking cum hungry queer pussy boy.” “You fucking disgust me Joey. Letting my brother fuck you in the bathroom, taking his load in your cunt. If I’d known this is what you were, you’d never have been on the team.” “Please Coach, get me out of here. I’m not a queer, I don’t want this.” “Get you out of here? Bitch I watched you take my brother’s cock up that pussy. I’m gonna get a little piece of that ass before we turn you over to the other guys. But don’t worry boy, I’m not gonna kick you off the team. No, I think you’re gonna have a new role as the cum rag mascot for the other guys. They win, they get to use you.” “Marquise, was it? Can you do me a favor? Hold this little bitch’s legs up so I can get in that cunt?” For the third time that night, a zipper was pulled down and a cock was taken out to fuck my cunt. My legs were pulled to my chest, leaving my ass an open target. “How many loads did he take? Should I lube up?” Coach’s brother told him, “He’s got two loads in him. He doesn’t get any lube other then the cum in his pussy.” I felt coach move between my legs, his thick cock head touching my hole. “Here cums your next cock, faggot.” I screamed out loud as he ripped into my ass. My hole should have been loose after the first two fuckers, but it felt like I was losing my virginity again. “NOOOO. Take it out, I can’t take it.” The guys all around only laughed. “Fuck that pussy.” “Rape his cunt.” “Breed his ass.” “Let his legs go Marquise. I want him to hold them himself.” The coach’s brother took one of my hands, Marquise took the other, and moved them to the back of my knees. “Spread those legs wide bitch. You’ve got about 60 guys to go after Coach is down plowing that cunt.” He leaned down to look me in the face, and said, “Open your eyes, princess.” I opened them and looked at him, struggling through the agony of the cock raping my ass. “Each time you get fucked, each time a new cock rips into that hole? You’re gonna feel like it’s the first time. It will hurt like a son of a bitch each time. And each time you take a load, you’re gonna feel the scalding hot cum burn into your ass. This will never be something you like. But we’re going to love raping you over and over again.” He reached down with his mouth, stuck out his tongue and lightly licked up a tear from my cheek. “I can taste your pain. So can your Master.” The fucking that I was getting from the coach increased in intensity. He was long dicking me, shoving his cock deep into my guts. “Oh fuck, I’m about ready to shoot. Do you want my load Joey? You want that hot cum deep in your pussy?” I looked at the coach, feeling his cock pound in and out of my cunt. “Tell me you want me to shoot my cum in your cunt. Let me hear you beg for it.” I glared at him, “I’m not a cunt you sick faggot.” I spat directly in the coach’s face, “I don’t want your cum in me. I’m not a queer.” Coach wiped his face off, and reached down and slapped my face as hard as he could. “You’re a faggot, on his back, legs up and taking my cock up your ass. You may not want it, but here it cums.” His speed increased, as did the pain. “Here’s my first load for you, you little whore.” He spat in my face as his cock began shooting his load in my guts. As his brother promised, I felt each scalding blast of cum as it shot into my ass. “Yeah, bitch take his load.” “Breed him.” “Knock him up.” Chanting from the guys surrounding me egged the coach on as he continued to pump his cum in me. Even after he wasn’t shooting anything more, he kept fucking me. “Don’t wreck his hole, we want some too.” Coach slowly came back down to earth and pulled his cock out of my ass. My hole felt like it was on fire and I could feel the cool air briefly in my open pussy. This lasted only a second or two, before I heard one guy mutter, “Holy fuck. This queer is something good. His hole just closed back up.” Marquise and the coach switched places. “Open that mouth Joey. You need to clean my cock off.”

Part 7 I heard footsteps coming towards me, and I knew it was going to happen again. “How’s the little bitch doing? Did he enjoy his first breeding?” This was a new voice, but something seemed familiar. “Oh, he says he didn’t, but he was rock hard and dripping. And he lost a little of my seed, so he had to be punished. Hope you don’t mind the damage. He might have a broken nose and the workings of a black eye.” “That’s fine. This little bitch has been teasing for so long with that hard jock ass parading around here. And even more when he’s in the locker room. Strutting around showing off that ass and then acting like a pure little angel and not spreading his ass. It’s about time he learns his lesson.” “With what you’re about to shove up him, he’s gonna learn more than just a lesson.” “He’s gonna be seeing stars when this rips him open. Did you spoil the fun and tell him?” “Yeah, wanted to see his reaction when he learned he was taking my poz load. But there’s more to tell.” “Oh, you didn’t tell him the best part?” “No, Sir. I’m not looking to piss you off and face your wrath. I’m not that stupid, more than 3-4 times.” Both men laughed as they talked about me like I wasn’t there. “Boy, you flatter me. You know I love giving you the wrath. And you know you love feeling it ripping into your ass.” Without any warning, my head was again yanked back by the hair. “Pretty soon Joey, you’ll learn that you love being on your knees in front of men, spreading that ass for any man to fuck that sloppy cunt and add another load of cum to your guts. But I really hope you don’t like it. Because then it will be even more fun to watch you be a bitch for every man to use and abuse, each cock another reminder that you are nothing. Nothing but a pussy for men, a cunt who is so worthless you can’t even get knocked up. A sloppy, stretched out, gaping hole that will take fists, cocks, piss, and what ever a guy wants to put up there. How’s that sound?” I tried looking in what I thought his direction and shaking my head. “Keep fighting boy, it’ll make me enjoy your destruction and humiliation even more. It’ll make seeing you walk around campus more fun to see you go from a proud, macho jock, to a depraved cum dump, looking around for you next deposit. And the best part? You may never realize who I am and what I will be telling people about you. You’re gonna be our new campus whore. Bending over any time, any where, prepping for another fuck. Another load of cum.” Why is this happening to me? What did I do to deserve this? The voice moved, and said, “Boy, pin his head to the wall. I want him to see what’s cumming.” My head was again shoved into the wall, again to face the camera. I heard some shuffling and then the tell tale zipper rasp again. A deep grunt was soon followed by, “Sir, did you go bigger again?” A muffled response of, “Yes” was followed by, “Take his blindfold off.” Again, the blindfold was loosened and dropped to hang around my neck. “Look at me Joey. Look into your reckoning.”

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Chapter III. I excused myself to take a piss, knowing that Adam’s POZ cock was about to get much closer to my boy’s raw hole. I made my way to the door and looked back. Of course my boy’s head was turned to Adam, staring at his cockhead peeking out of his jeans. He never saw me open and close the door, then hide behind a stack of boxes. Within seconds, my boy spun around and dove onto that POZ cock. He tugged at Adam’s jeans, popping buttons all the way down, and freeing that big beautiful uncut dick. Adam’s cock was so long that it reach up to his navel before his jeans were unbuttoned, and now stuck out at least 10” from his body. My boy swallowed every inch down to the root. Adam still had has camera in hand and was clicking away. "Better pull off that thing," he smirked, adding "Spin back around so your man doesn’t see you in this position, at least not unless he wants to." He looked up and over towards the stack of boxes. I suspected he knew I was still in the room! I reached for the door and opened it just as my boy swung back around. Adam’s cock was still hanging out, dangling right over my boy’s hole. I approached slowly, transfixed, as I watched a pearl of precum slowly leak out of Adam’s POZ cock and drip ever-so-slowly down and land right on my boy’s asshole. I knelt in front of my boy as he slurped my dick down to the root. I leaned forward and spread my boy’s cheeks. Adam snapped away as I worked that pearl of POZ precum into my boy’s ass. I fingered his ass as my boy moaned on my dick. Adam’s oozing cock was inches away from my boy’s ass as I kneaded his cheeks and worked my fingers in and out, getting him prime, loose and ready to take this stud’s raw POZ cock. I was on the verge of blowing my load down my boy’s throat as I reached out and wrapped my hand around Adam’s manhood. Every moment was captured by the camera as I guided that raw toxic cock into my boy’s hole. Adam thrust slowly forward as his foreskin pulled back. Every inch disappearing into my boy’s ass was rewarded with moans of pleasure from the three of us, and clicks of the camera. My boy gagged on my dick and pulled off to catch his breath. He smiled up at me, ‘I’m finally doing it. Taking POZ cock raw!’ I smiled and nodded to him. Adam began rocking back and forth driving his cock deeper and deeper into my boy with each thrust. He pulled away from the camera and handed it to me, nodding as he did so. I couldn’t believe that I was allowing this to happen, encouraging it even. I took the camera and started shooting. I moved around the sofa as Adam began pile-driving my boy’s ass. Adam’s pace quickened as his breath got more shallow. I knew he was close, and I leaned in as he bottomed out inside my boy, firing off, shooting his toxic load deep into my boy’s gut. I could see his balls clenching again and again, breeding my boy. Adam slowly pulled out, leaving my boy’s ass wide open. I could see white globs of POZ cum start to ooze out. Adam smeared the seed onto his hand and then onto my dick, leading me forward. He took the camera and began shooting as I entered my boy’s slack cummy silky hole. I knew I was working that POZ seed deeper into my boy’s hole, and that sent me over the edge in mere moments. It felt like I came a gallon, relishing the feeling of Adam’s POZ cum slipping over my raw cock, flowing deeper and deeper into my boy’s ass. I caught my breath as I realized that the camera had stopped clicking and the sound had been replaced by clapping. My boy and I heaved as Danny and Sam approached, both naked and hard. Adam patted us both on the back as he leaned forward to kiss Danny and Sam. "You boys finished, or do you want to keep this party going?" My boy grinned and smiled at me as he said, ‘I knew their plan would work!’ Only then did I realize that they had planned the whole thing. Danny started to arrange me on my knees beside my boy, both of us leaning on the back of the sofa with our asses prone. Sam slid up behind me as Danny eased up behind my boy. ‘You fuckers ready to take some more POZ cock!?!’ My boy leaned over and kissed me hard as Danny and Sam fingered our holes. When we pulled apart, we both answered with a breathless ‘Fuck yeah!’

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He raised his eyebrows “did you just cum” I felt so stupid nodding, he grinned and put his arm round my back pulling me close to him and whispering in my ear “sweet” before he bit it “so 15 minute game son?” my body felt like jelly as if my bones had disintegrated and I leant against him “what is it?”, he held me close to him as he hailed a taxi, don’t you worry son, you’ll learn soon enough” The cab ride to his house was surreal, he did not care about the driver, and I found out on that ride that rape is not always about cock, it’s possible for a man to rape your mouth with his tongue and have you do things so fast that your mind is twenty steps behind your body. I found myself in his house, we kissed, and then he put out lines of coke on the table telling me to ‘sniff them up like a good puppy’, the coke was hitting me hard, my head muddled and then my t-shirt was off followed by my jeans, socks and boots, he grabbed me holding me against his powerful bulk as he assaulted my mouth with his tongue again as he roughly groped my hard cock and arse thru my cum soaked briefs, he pulled his mouth away from mine leaving me panting for air as he smiled ripping my briefs off me “so here is the game Robbie boy”, naively I looked round me looking for a play station or something (I know dumb) “what game?”, he grabbed my hand and rubbed it up and down what was a serious piece of meat down his trouser leg “its simple boy, you suck me, and if you make me cum within 15 minutes then I won’t beat and rape your arse till it bleeds” I groaned, the coke was fuddling in my head as I slipped onto my knees my face rubbing onto his crotch, he shoved a bottle of poppers under my nose that sent me into a spin, I still remember his words “breathe through your nose boy”, my head was spinning and them my focus came back as I watched him undo his trousers letting them fall to the floor, his cock was big, not enormous like in many stories but larger than mine, thick too, the end glistened with a glob of precum, I looked up at him as he smirked, “you can leave now or suck, 15 minutes starts at first lick”, even in my coked and poppered mind I sensed I should leave but his cock was so beautiful, I leant forward and licked the jap eye on it, he laughed sitting down pulling me with him my mouth on his cock, I looked up at him, my mouth engulfing his cock as he looked at his watch and then laid back sighing “atta boy, ticky tock the mouse ran up the clock”

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