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Kevin was browsing through profiles on adam4adam and once again found himself staring at the hottest guy he had ever seen. The guy was six one, 145 pounds, 26 years old, white, with a smooth nine and a half inch cut cock. And he was poz. "Damn," Kevin thought, "why does he have to have HIV?" As he had done many times before, Kevin couldn't help but to click through each picture of the guy's photographs, hoping to see more of the man's gorgeous body and enormous cock, but the most memorable image was the outline of guy's huge dick underneath the guy's bathing suit. The text on his profile always caught his eye, and Kevin found himself inexplicably turned on as he read it again "I'm poz. I fuck bare. Don't message me unless you want poz jizz in your hole." The first few times Kevin had read the man's profile, the message scared and repulsed him, but increasingly he found himself somewhat aroused as he found himself wondering what it would feel like to have the huge cock filling his ass with jizz. His thoughts were interrupted when the a4a alert noise cracked through his speakers and startled him. He checked the messages. 'Oh shit', he thought, 'it's from *him*'. The following conversation followed: hungpozfucker: hey, you always look at my profile. so i thought id say hello. dont worry, you can't get pozzed just chatting with me. kevinboi22: oh. um sorry. ur hott and all, but i dont fuck guys with hiv. hungpozfucker: no worries. it's not like i would let you fuck me. i would, however, attack your ass with my huge cock, if u were willing. Kevin found that his half-way hard cock was suddenly at it's full seven inches. kevinboi22: like i said ur hott. it's just the hiv thing. ya know? i wish i could see more pics of your cock though. hungpozfucker: i don't have any more pics here. look, let's meet up, and i'll show you in real life. don't worry, i'm not gonnarape your little boi hole or anything. i'll just come over, we can chat, i'll give you a glimpse, and then i'll leave. it doesn't hurt to make new friends does it? Kevin's cock was now throbbing as he imagined this huge cock being forced into him. "uggh," he thought "i wanna see it. i want him to fuck me, but not with hiv." kevinboi22: well, i guess that's cool. i'm a little shy, just so you know. and i only want to take a look, okay? hungpozfucker: deal About an hour later, Kevin heard a knock on his door. His heart was pounding, and his cock immediately resumed it's rock-hard status as he imagined what was on the other side of the door. Kevin let his new poz 'friend' into his living room. An awkward pause followed, but then the visitor took over. "I'm Bret. I guess I'll just break the ice," he introduced himself; and then casually pulled his shorts down revealing the longest and thickest soft cock Kevin had ever seen. "Oh my God," Kevin said as his mouth dropped. "Go ahead and touch it, it's okay. You can't get nothing by just feeling it." That was all the permission Kevin needed. He quickly got on his knees and inspected the beautiful cock as he slowly caressed it and felt it harden in his hands. "How big is it?" Kevin asked. "About 9.5 inches. Probably too big to fit in your hole anyway," Bret said half-smiling to himself. Kevin's cock was throbbing again. He continued to stroke Bret's enormous piece as it got fully hard. "Why don't you give it a little kiss since you like it so much?" Bret said while smirking. Kevin was scared, but too aroused to care at this point. He starting softly kissing the massive cock in front of him from the tip to the base, and back up to the tip. "Good, now give it a french kiss," Bret instructed. Kevin hesitated for a moment, but gave in to the urge and licked his tongue around the thick headed mushroom tip. After just a couple of seconds, he decided to just give up on the "kissing" and starting to go down on Bret's cock. "That's it," Bret assured him "suck that cock you've been wanting for soo long." Kevin tried desperately to fit the entire cock in his mouth, but could barely get past half. He kept trying with all earnest. After a few minutes, he stood up to take his shirt, jeans and underwear off, while Bret finished taking the rest of his clothes off. "Get back on that cock," Bret urged him. Kevin quickly obliged and sucked as hard and far down as he could. "Oh fuck yeah, use lots of spit. Make my dick as wet as you can like you want me to fuck your ass using your spit for lube," Bret insisted. Somewhere in the back of his head, Kevin was afraid; but the fear was somehow feeding the intense arousal he felt as well. He imagined this big tool being forced into him; and all he could do was continue to suck and apply as much spit onto the cock in his mouth as possible with each lick and suck, while he slowly tugged on his own cock. "Yeah, I knew you would surrender to my cock, that's it," Bret was smiling to himself knowing that he had won his prize. "Mmmmmmm" was all Kevin could muster to say as he gobbled and slobbered all over the cock he was worshiping. "Get on all fours now," Bret demanded. Kevin was both nervous and ecstatic to hear this. He was finally gonna get the cock he wanted; and any thoughts of Bret's HIV status were completely forgotten now. "Oh god, fuck me, please!" Kevin begged. "First things first," and then Bret licked at the tight little boi hole in front of him, "I need to make sure you're nice and wet to take this." Kevin already felt an orgasm building, and nearly came just from the wonderful tongue-fuck his ass was receiving. "Are you sure you want this now?" Bret asked, confident of the answer to follow. "Yeah!" Kevin said nearly interrupting the question, " fuck my ass with your big cock!" "You're ready for your first poz cock to attack your ass?" Bret clarified. Kevin didn't care anymore. All he knew was that he needed to get fucked by this cock. "Fuck yeah! Give it to me!" Bret forced his thick headed tip into Kevin's tight hole, and with some effort had the first few inches inside. "OH MY GOD!" Kevin yelled, "it's so fucking big. Oh, fuck!" Bret continued to press until he was mostly inside. Kevin felt a pleasure unlike any he had felt before, even as his ass was stretched ever more open, and Bret's magnificent cock slid deeper into Kevin, certainly more deeply than any other cock had done so before. Kevin nearly fainted from the simultaneous pleasure and pain his ass was feeling, but after a few glides in and out, he got used to it; and then the pleasure took over and sent Kevin into pure ecstasy. "You like that huh?" Bret asked. "Oh fuck yeah" Kevin panted out. "Tell me you want me to poz your ass." Bret said as he thrust all the way into Kevin. "OH FUCK! Yeah man, poz my ass!" Kevin could barely mutter as his ass was assaulted with deep punishing thrusts. "Do what?" Bret asked. "POZ MY ASS!" Kevin answered. Bret smiled to himself. He had his new cocklover right where he wanted him. "Do what?" he asked again, smiling to himself. "POZ MY ASS" Kevin blurted even louder. Kevin was completely under Bret's control; and was trying not to cum as he felt the big cock owning him. "POZ MY ASS!" Kevin again yelled. "Okay," Bret answered, "get ready for my poz cum to explode in your ass!" Brett quickened his pace as Kevin started stroking. Brett started to unload; and Kevin felt his ass getting slippery and started shooting his cum onto the floor. Brett grabbed Kevin's waste tighter and fucked as hard and deep as he could as he unloaded into Kevin's hole. Kevin suddenly remembered Bret was poz and found himself panicked as he realized he was getting a poz load blasted into him. The panic turned into excitement; and Kevin continued to cum, shooting a huge load onto the floor as Bret continued to cum deep inside Kevin. It was the most intense orgasm Kevin ever felt, and he could not believe how much cum was being shot into him. "Oh fuck!" Kevin yelped as he felt one final jab of Bret's huge dick shove into him. "There ya go," Bret whispered. "Finally got what you wanted." Kevin felt a strange sense of relief and satisfaction. "That was fucking amazing. I never came so hard," Kevin confided. "Be careful what you wish for," Bret thought to himself. They both managed to stumble to Kevin's bed, where they then passed out from exhaustion.

I was on BBRTS last night and received a message from a guy saying only "We want to destroy you now." I looked at his profile and he was hot. He was 37 and had a great body. "How many guys?" I asked. "You will find out when you get here," he answered. "What are you after?" I asked. "ou won't have a say in what we do." Now I was horny! I jumped on the subway and headed to the hotel, arriving wet as it was pouring. I made my way to their room. When the door opened I found four gym fit naked guys. 'Fuck', I thought. I took a little drink and stripped, and sat on the face of one of the guys who was laying on his back on the bed. He got to work getting me wet while I went between the other three guys, sucking each guy's cock. Less than five minutes later one guy said in broken English "Now we destroy you." Pushing me onto my back, the guys held me down and pulled my legs up and apart. Then one of the guys thrust his way all the way into my ass and started pounding me. There was no way to stop and there was very little pleasure (at least for me) but at least I knew they weren't joking in saying they would destroy me. The whole session lasted about two hours. They spoke almost entirely in Italian so I had no clue what was coming next, but occasionally they used English, at which time they spouted poz talk and name calling, such as faggot, worthless slut, etc. They took turns with me, and there was quite a bit of ass to month cleaning, a bit of DP as well as face fucking. One after the other each made a final assault on my ass, blowing his load in me. The last guy churned it all up as the sperm flowed down my ass. After he blew I licked his dick clean , and could taste all four loads. Then I collapsed on the bed and they kept fingering some of their loads out of my hole and fed the cum to me. I made a move to jerk off but they stopped me, handed me my clothing, and told me to get lost. Which, of course, I did. Even if my ass is still a bit sore this morning, the experience was totally worth it.

My last fucking boyfriend is an asshole and used to deny sex to me. It was only when he wanted it. I need it every day so stop at the bookstore, park or wherever I can get a load. He had no clue that I've been cheating on him for years. Most of the time he fucked me with loads from the bookstore in my hole. He would get off on me cleaning the leftover cum off his 9" uncut cock. He is the kind of sleeper that never wakes up, so I have had tricks in the house fucking my brains out or pissing down my throat and he never knows. If a trick is into it, I love getting fucked in the bedroom while he's in bed sleeping. Little does he know my legs are up in the air wrapped around some grandpa, daddy, kid or whoever is shooting their cum into my asshole. His best friend and his boyfriend have both used my holes in front of him while he's sleeping. I took a job in another state so that was the end of that, but I loved cheating on that cocky bastard. For me, there's nothing like having sex with a cheater. Knowing I'm sucking or getting fucked by a guy with a wedding ring on or some guy that can't get anything from his boyfriend and knows he can stop by my place for servicing and to dump a load of cum or piss into my body and whatever perved out kink he wants to get into. I've now got a few regular straight guys that come over for servicing and they think I'm the only one I let fuck me bareback. One older guy who is a realtor comes over and brings a trick with him he picked up at the park or bookstore. He gets off on watching them fuck me and sitting on my face while I rim his hole. Another guy who is a fireman comes by before he goes home to the wifey for a quick blowjob and asslicking. I fucking love going down on his fat, uncut German cock. My best though is the computer nerd that no one would give a second look to. He answered an ad I put on craigslist. Tall, scruffy beard, greying hair...but when he pulled down his pants out flopped a 10" uncut cock with a red bush. He climbs on my chest and fucks that thing all the way down my throat so that when he cums I don't even taste it. I just naturally swallow all that fucking batter right down. I just got him into barebacking me and he is the type that can't believe some fuckhole like myself will clean off his extra cum from his cock after he's shot. He's really quiet but I'll do anything to get that load from him and turn him into the fucking kinkster he wants to be. Next up, I'm working on him pissing down my throat. There's nothing for me that I like better knowing that I have made a cock feel so good that they have shot in my asshole or down my throat or let them urinate wherever they wanted on or in me. Ever since my 18th birthday when I told my parents I was going out with friends after dinner, but in reality hung out at the local bookstore til it closed at 2 a.m. getting fucked by any old man or guy that wanted to use my body and then cruising behind it and getting used behind a dumpster til 4 a.m. I've never looked back. Thousands of cocks have entered my body and I don't plan on stopping anytime soon. Fuck I love sex and being used for the fuckhole I am.

Grabbing the meaty cheeks of the young hot pig pushing his ass out toward me I spread them wide and almost gasped with dark hunger as his pink hole smiled at me thru the tufts of black hair surrounding that still-innocent pucker. This boi's hole was MADE to be eaten, fucked, bred....and knocked up! And with the tina in my system ratcheting up my own piggy hunger I was ready to take care of the first penetration....my eager tongue into the depths of that virgin bi pig hole! Along with a good number of tina shards once I had him wet and loosened. And leather daddy and Miss T had him distracted. I moved my face within a couple inches of his hole and gently blew across it. I felt his asscheeks quiver in my grip as I did so, and heard his muffled moan as daddy had his entire dick buried in the cockpig's throat. I blew one more time on the hole then could not hold back, and moved my head and neck forward, my tongue leading the way as it made contact with his sweaty and quivering asslips. DAMN!! Did his hole taste good....and that was just the first taste. I couldn't wait to really taste him as I would get him loose enough to take my tongue past his hole into his chute. And I wasted no time! I grabbed his asscheeks more firmly for a better hold, spread them wider and noisily began licking, lapping and probing at his sweet never-before-fucked hole. His moans though still muffled became louder and his whole body started shaking as he pushed his ass back eager to get more of my tongue into him. I gladly obliged! "You like your pig brother's tongue on your sub pig cunt boi?" Daddy asked him. I heard an eager muffled response which I knew was a definite "YES!". GAWD! I couldn't get enough of this boi's hole on my tongue. It was going to be even so much sweeter once daddy and I worked him at both ends with tina to get him flying. As I feasted I heard daddy tell him to take a couple hits off the pipe. As he took daddy's dick from his mouth, just before taking the pipe stem between his lips he spoke in a heated half whisper half moan to me..."Oh fuck yeah dude! Eat my hot hole. Fuck it with your tongue! Damn that feels so good!! Never had anybody do that before...oh..yes..please!" I slapped one hand on his hairy asscheek to let him know I heard him, as I heard daddy tell him to take a couple of really big hits off the pipe and it'd make my tongue feel even better in his hole! I was only vaguely aware of their actions as in my hunger I was lost in worshipping this pig's ass with my tongue! I knew too that I needed to get it good and slicked up and loosened for the tina daddy wanted me to slide inside that hole. I heard daddy compliment the sub pig on his cloud then heard the click of the lighter as I redoubled my piggish drilling of this sweet hole offered to me. I ate him for about another 5 minutes or so before I reached over to the bag of nice chunky shards of tina and grabbed a 2 or 3 good sized pieces between my wet fingers. I pulled my tongue from the spit drenched hole and my face from the sweaty hairy crack as I moved the fingers with the tina just above his crack. I heard him whimper around daddy's dick in disappointment. "Don't worry, pig," I told him. "I'm not done. Just need to catch my breath. But I'm gonna slide my wet fingers in that hot hairy hole of yours. I think you're needing something in there don't ya?" I saw him bob his head up and down as he mumbled another yes around the meat in his mouth. I winked at daddy then pulled on one cheek with my free hand and slowly slid the 2 fingers covered with the t into his receptive hole. he winced and flinched as he felt the burn of the tina but I held his waist tight and daddy held his head. "It's ok, boi," I said reassuringly. It's just burning cause your hole is so tight. You'll start to feel real good in a moment when you get used to it. Why don't you ask daddy for another hit off the pipe in the meantime?" I finished as my fingers moved further into his heated hole and the tina began to melt in to him. Now the REAL pig boi was going to come out!!

Part 3 By the time I got back to my hotel I was sweaty, my clothes were filthy from the basement floor, and my ass was wet and squishy with spunk as I walked. I was also exhausted from all the pounding, and crawled into bed and fell asleep. The next morning I felt better, and smiled at myself in the bathroom mirror. Somehow, I felt I'd discovered a side of myself which I never knew existed, but was more real than anything else. I also felt a sense of surrender to my fate which got my cock hard. In my heart I gave myself up to the sheer depravity of what I'd done. So, as night began to fall I made my way back to the grubby side street with the cheap neon light flashing the bar's name off and on. Inside it was disappointingly empty apart from a couple of guys on bar stools chatting to the barman who leered when he recognised me. I blushed and ordered a beer. When his attention was distracted I walked over to the basement stairs and went down. Of course, the dark, smelly space was empty and I was just about to give up when a guy emerged from one of the cubicles. He could have been any age between 50 and 70, thin and wispy-haired wearing an old jacket and slacks. "Well.....hello you" He said in a gruff voice and grinned at me. I couldn't help but grin and say Hi back. Without any hesitation, he came over to me, clasped my hips and pulled me against his body whilst crushing my lips in a deep wet kiss which tasted of beer and cigarettes. I gasped in surprise, enjoying the perversity of the moment and my cock filled out in my trousers and pressed against his crotch. "Mmmm....nice." He said and fumbled with my belt. "Let's see what we've got here, shall we?" He opened my pants and levered my stiff cock out. "Lovely!" He grinned as his rough-skinned hands stroked me to full erection. He pushed me back against the sink, dropped to his knees and sucked my cock into his mouth, looking up at me as he began to suck and lick me. It was incredibly sexy to be in the basement toilet with his hot, wet mouth engulfing my cock, and so exciting in a perverted kind of way. ...to be continued

After that time Mark and I got together alone it was as if we couldn’t get enough of each other. Was it wrong? Maybe. Probably. Did we care? Not one fucking bit. I loved that big cock of his as much as I loved the way he wrapped his arms around me and kissed me. It would be a text saying, “are you home?” or “I only have a few minutes”. Sometimes he would want me naked ass up on the bed and he would come in and after eating my ass for a bit would force his big cock into me and roughly fuck his poz load into me. It seemed no place was safe if we were alone together for more than a few minutes. The thought of getting caught was a big turn on to us both but Mark also was quick to realize that I never said no to him. He wanted me naked ass up waiting. Done. He wanted his cock sucked until he couldn’t take it anymore. Done. He wanted to recreate his medical fetish of when he and his first HIV doctor fucked. Done. He wanted me in the backseat of his car or stretched across the hood. Done. He wanted his ass used, fucked, and loaded. Done. He got very creative with the things he wanted but recreating the HIV doctor was by far his favorite. He told me Danny knew about it and how much it turned him on but he couldn’t get him to role play it. I on the other hand was more than happy to. We would recreate the whole thing from the doctor telling him he was positive to the full head to toe exam and of course the need for a sperm sample. Watching his body react to my questions about his sexual history, and watching how his cock would get harder as I brushed my hands across his body to do the examination was very hot. This hot, confident man would turn shy and nervous as we worked this fantasy. It was a snapshot into his past and it was hot as hell. By the end the “doctor” had Mark’s cock down his throat and up his ass and was urging him to breed them both with his poz load. Mark and Danny are both vers, like me, but in their relationship Mark is mostly top. When Mark and I played alone he would really get into me fucking him. He loved having his ass played with. I would eat it, finger it, use toys on it, and fuck it over and over. When I asked how he became poz he told me that an old fuck bud invited him to a sex party and when they got there they partied up and they fucked their way around the party and he eventually sorta passed out. When I asked what “sorta passed out” meant Mark told me he was awake and knew what was going on but that he was in this zoned out place where everything just felt wonderful. He told me guy after guy fucked and loaded his hole that night. That they loved fucking the top guy. That the whole time he was getting fucked all he wanted was more. More cock. More cum. Not long after that he tested poz. Mark told me the longest he had been with just one guy was the years he and Danny had been together. When we all did the three-way he told me fucking someone else really brought them closer together. The one on one time we shared was hot because it was straight up cheating and we both knew it but neither of us was willing to stop. Mark and I traded more loads than I could count during that time. Anywhere and everywhere. One of the hottest was when he fucked me just before I left for work. Afterwards, every time I sat down I could feel how rough he had been with my ass. And, of course, Mark's poz load was swimming around my insides as, the entire shift, I sat across from his boyfriend.

Hello : I hope you all enjoy this story. It's my first try on here, so please be a little forgiving. Bart listened to the two young brothers talking in the bar. The one slightly older brother telling his younger brother about testing positive a month ago and starting his meds in about two weeks when his insurance kicks in. Then Bart's ears perked up, the little brother mentioned his thoughts of just to stop worrying about converting, as he hated condoms, but was scared. His brother felt the same about not wanting to use condoms anymore, but was scared about passing the bug along. Bart was a conversion master. He had parties monthly for charging up new comers. He always wanted to get a set of brothers together for a charging. He had a special plan for helping a set who were not sure about completing the process. Now it looks like he could get his dream. This was a little out of the way bar, and the bartender owner was his good friend and buddy in parties, as well as shared his dream. Two hours later, Bart and Tim had the passed out brothers in Bart's playroom. Bart's playroom was no ordinary playroom. It was in someways a dungeon master's wet dream. Different slings, crosses, frames, a water trough accessible from different angles, a large shower area, different electro toys and other toys. All in a large garage like building on Bart's out of the way land. He could have loud parties and no one to bother or notice. Or in this case, two brothers who may be a little loud in their resistance, and no one to hear them. Bart and Tim worked together to strip the two young men and get them strapped into their respective works. As they stripped the older brother they found a muscular athletic body, good amount of hair covering his chest and abs, and very thick trail leading to trimmed pubes. Below was a beautiful uncut cock, a plump almost six inch soft penis and nice large balls. Beautiful fuzzy ass as well. Can't wait to see how large this cock gets and performs. He was strapped into a standing frame a little larger than a doorway and on locking wheels, his body not quite an X but almost. Next to be stripped was the younger brother, which they found a tight swimmers bodied boy. Hair just sprouting around his nipples and a nice neat treasure trail leading to a full set of pubes, and another beautiful uncut cock. His cock actually had a longer foreskin then the older brother, but his cock was little thinner and shorter, but not by much. This brother was strapped into a roll away sling. The brothers were in their respective devices for about 45 minutes when they started coming around, and realizing they couldn't move much. Aaron fixed in a standing position, and Ryan in a prone position, and very much naked. They struggled for bit and then began yelling. This brought in a changed Bart and Tim. They had changed into black jock straps and masks. The two men were very muscular and hairy, each with biohazard tat on one of their pecs. Bart came up close to the two brothers "You might as well settle down, you two aren't going anywhere for a while." "Now, we overheard you talking about your position and your hidden desires. Well little bro, your big bro is going to help you out with a little gift, and big bro your little bro will be helping you out in the process. Both of you will be helping us to live out a dream as well." Aaron struggled a bit and yelled, "What do you mean? Let us go." Tim came up to Aaron and lightly tugged one of Aaron's hairy nipples, "Oh, you'll be sharing a more detailed amount of DNA than you already do." Aaron then recalled what a biohazard tat generally meant for most gay men, and really started struggling. "No, I'm not going to do that. You can't make me." "Oh, you'll not have much of a choice in the matter soon. We'll be sure you get in the 'mood' to give your gift." Bart smiled, and stepping over to a table, he opened a carry bag out of which he selected a small plastic bag containing some little blue pills, another small plastic bag containing a few yellowish shards, another plastic bag containing something that looked like tea leaves, as well as a couple large bottles of water. Then he reached over to the wall and took two medium sized enema bags off of the hooks where they were hanging, poured one of the bottles of water into a pan and started lightly warming it. Bart crushed a blue pill and stirred it into some warm water with some of the tea leaves, and let it sit. He then took a largish yellow shard and crushed it up and put it into one of the enema bags. Bart than took the rest of the warm water and filled both of the enema bags all the way up. "Help me move our guests over near the trough." Bart and Tim moved Ryan closest to the trough, just to the side of the trough near one of the short sides, furthest from the drain. Then moved Aaron to the opposite end closest to the drain. "Now, you get to watch us start to get little bro ready to receive his gift." At this point the brothers starting yelling again, and struggling. Tim knelt down between Ryan's spread legs, held him still, and tongued his hole. In only a few minutes Ryan's hole loosened up to Tim's expert tongue, and Ryan's screams were turning to moans of pleasure. Tim then began fingering Ryan's hole, spreading a little lube into the opening, after a minute or so announcing "He's ready for the first rinse." Bart than hung the first enema bag, the one with plain water and slowly started to insert the nozzle into Ryan's ass. Slowly moving it in and out a little, making Ryan moan a little but still trying to say no. Then with the nozzle fully planted in Ryan's ass, he started the water flow. Tim at the same time rubbed Ryan's belly softly and gently. "There you go little bro, just relax. Let the water in you. Let it pour into your guts. Just relax," Tim kept purring to him. Soon the bag was empty. Bart then lubed up a small/medium butt plug. In one swift motion pulled the nozzle out and shove the plug in. "Let's let the water loosen up everything for bit, and work on big bro now." Aaron started struggling and yelling. "That's not going to you any good. You just need to drink a little something right now. You can either be a good boy and drink or we'll get you to drink it. Yelling does not good, no one is here to hear you. The drink actually tastes real good." "Boys, you might as well relax and enjoy and stop struggling. You'll enjoy it more, and really have fun giving and receiving your gifts." "Your not going to force me to infect my brother with HIV. I'm not going to do it. I'm not going to do this to my brother. You can't make me. See, I'm not even hard. I'm not going to do it." "Oh, after having this tasty little drink, you'll be more in the mood. In fact, you'll be a horn dog ready to fuck anything." "You can't make me. I won't let myself cum, I'll fight it" "Oh, your too young to resist shooting a load when you get going. Besides, we have our ways." During this time Ryan's eyes got bigger, now that he fully understood what was happening. He'd never been fucked by a real cock yet. He'd had his ass played with, and lots of dildos, but never a real cock. But he'd always dreamed of his brother taking his cherry. When his brother told him he was positive he thought it would never happen now, except maybe using a condom if his brother would take him. As Tim was still rubbing Ryan's belly, Ryan stopped struggling, and Tim noticed Ryan's cock was thickening up and getting a little longer. "Hey bud, I think little bro is liking the idea of what he's hearing." Bart then looked at Aaron, "See your little bro seems to like the idea. So relax, give the gift." "No, you can't make me." Bart then came over to Aaron with cup of liquid. The drink is a modified tea. It of course has the well known little blue pill in it, but also the tea leaves were a mixture of herbs that help in the same manner and also turn up the desire in a man. Usually within an hour a man is harder than a rock and so horned up a goat would be appealing. Between the blue pill and the herbs, Aaron will not be able to fight the urge his body will be put into. But in Aaron's case, it will be something much nicer, Ryan's sweet ass. Aaron forced his mouth shut, and shook his head as Bart tried to get him to drink. "Okay, I guess we'll have to do this the hard way than." Bart set the drink down and went to the wall, reaching up he retrieved a small padded clip and a mask like item that seemed to have a mouth piece and a hose with a funnel sticking out. Ryan's eyes got a little big when he saw this, he didn't want his brother to be forced to do anything, he didn't want his brother hurt. "Aaron, its okay. Drink it. If it makes you want to fuck me, so be it. Aaron don't fight them anymore. I love you. If I have to get infected, I'd rather it be from you. I'd rather you take by cherry, not some stranger if that's want happens. Just drink it if it will help you." "NO!" Bart approached Aaron with the items. "One last time, you want to drink?" Aaron shook his head. "Okay, here goes. Bud come over here, and hold his head." Tim left Ryan and came over behind Aaron and grabbed his head and held it still. Aaron clamped his mouth down harder. Bart then reached over with the little rubberized clip, and clipped it to Aaron's nose, pinching his nose shut. Aaron's eyes got huge as he realized what was going to happen, just as Bart started to talk. "With your nose all pinched shut, you can only breathe through your mouth, so you'll have no choice but to open your mouth. Then I'll get this mask on you and you'll drink whatever we put in the spout. If you don't breathe through your mouth, you'll just pass out and we'll put the mask on anyways. So, one more time you want to drink?" Aaron shook his head, but he was getting red from the need to breathe. Bart readied the mask to shove into his mouth when it opened. "Aaron, just drink it, don't let them hurt you. Please, don't fight them." Aaron felt himself getting light and a little headache from not breathing, and suddenly his reflexes kicked in and his body on its own forced him to open his mouth to breathe. Bart quickly shoved the mask into Aaron's face, forcing the mouth piece into Aaron's mouth and held it there as Aaron panted through his mouth. While Aaron was distracted with the need to breathe, Bart held his head from the front, and Tim fixed the strap to the back of Aaron's head. The mask wasn't going anywhere now. Aaron would now drink whatever Bart or Tim wanted to put into the funnel. "Ok big bro, you will drink now. You'll love the taste. And you'll love how it makes you feel soon. Just relax now. You can either enjoy where your going and in giving your gift, or it will continue to be a struggle and you'll find out how we make you continue." He released the nose plug from Aaron's nose so Aaron was breathing better now. Tim was no longer holding Aaron's head, he didn't need to. Anything poured into that funnel would go into Aaron's mouth and be swallowed by hook or by crook. Aaron just shook his head. "Aaron, please stop fighting. Just drink. I'm scared, but I love you and its okay. It's okay, don't fight them anymore. I'd rather you be the one to do this to me. Please, stop fighting." Ryan was lightly sobbing for his big brother. He was scared, but deep down he knew he didn't like the idea of condoms, he always wanted to feel the real cock, not the rubber. So he knew at some point he'd probably come up poz like his brother. So who better than Aaron to give it to him. Tim pulled over a small stool and lifted the funnel up so the tea would go smoothly down to Aaron's mouth. Aaron's eyes were huge, and tears slowly dripping down. Bart began stroking Aaron's struggling head. "Just relax. Here comes your liquid treat. You'll love the taste" Tim started to slowly pour the tea into the funnel. When the tea hit Aaron's mouth he started shaking his head more, trying not to swallow and hold it in his mouth. The tea was just the right temperature and flavor that his body wanted to swallow. Bart then started caressing Aaron's neck and throat purring at him to swallow, not to fight any more just relax and swallow. Between the pleasant flavor and the stroking of his throat Aaron's body took over and he swallowed, and swallowed as the liquid came into his mouth. "That's a good boy. See it tastes good. That's my boy. Now relax. I'll take the mask off now." Now that Aaron had his drink, Tim went behind Aaron and undid the mask and then reached around Aaron and rubbed Aaron's fuzzy belly, kissing the back of Aaron's neck. Bart started to pull on the mouth piece, "Relax your jaw boy and I'll pull this out." Aaron complied and the mask popped out. Ryan was now getting a little uncomfortable with the liquid in him and started to moan a little. "Ok little bro, time to drain you" Bart and Tim headed over to Ryan, pushed his sling over to the trough, so his ass was over the trough. Tim began rubbing Ryan's belly as Bart pulled the plug out of his ass. All the water began rushing out of Ryan's ass. "Just relax and let it all out, don't push, just relax and let your body do its thing. Enjoy the feeling of it leaving you." Ryan just relaxed and actually chubbed up a bit as the water poured out of him. When he was done, Bart sprayed him off and dried him off. Bart then went over to the table and picked up the next enema bag, the one with the yellowish shard all crushed up in it and a toothbrush, plus a little special lube that also had the same type of crushed shard. "Okay little bro, time to prep your body to receive its gift, and give you your mood enhancer. This might smart just a little, but then you'll start feeling really good once we get the liquid enhancer into you." Bart then begin to tease Ryan's hole with the lube, dipping his finger in and out, and adding more lube as he went. Then he lubed up the toothbrush, which Aaron started moaning no out loud, and lightly sobbed. Bart slowly inserted the toothbrush into Ryan's ass. Slowly out and back in, moving the brush around a little in Ryan's ass so his insides were being brushed all around. Bart was carefully brushing in deeper and deeper into Ryan's ass. Ryan was moaning both in some pain and in pleasure. All the while Aaron watching with tears slowly running down his checks, thinking of what would be coming. "That's it little bro, relax and accept the brushing. Getting you all ready for your special gift from big bro. I'll show you the brush when done, its getting nice and pink." Ryan saw Aaron lightly shaking in his sobs, "Aaron I'm okay, it doesn't hurt. It actually feels sort of good. I'm getting a little warm inside, and a little tingly. If I'm going to get this, I want it from you, no one else. Don't worry Aaron." Ryan also had a few tears running down his checks, mostly because he didn't like seeing his brother so upset. Tim had continued to rub Ryan's belly cooing at him. Bart pulled the toothbrush all the away out again after spinning it around inside Ryan. The brush was now a little more towards red than pink. Bart nodded his head. "Your ready for the mood enhancer now it looks like. See how nicely colored the brush is? See all that nice blood color, this means your ready for the gift and your body will fully accept it." Bart showed the brush to Ryan, who only stared at it and really didn't make much of a noise, as he was too busy feeling the warm tingly feeling and something else starting to rise in him. Bart then walked over to Aaron and showed Aaron the brush. Aaron could only moan again and some more tears fall from his eyes. Aaron moaned, "No, please no, don't do this to us. Please let us go. I don't want to infect him." Bart then placed the brush down on the edge of the trough so Aaron could see it. He then picked up the enema nozzle and generously lubed it up with the special lube, and then inserted into Ryan's ass. "Okay little bro, here comes the good stuff. In a little while you'll really be feeling good, and your ass will begin to scream to be scratched, and a good fucking is the only way to cure that itch." Bart then opened the nozzle letting the liquid flow into Ryan's ass. Ryan began to moan a little as there was a light stinging as it flowed in, but then a little numbness set in. Tim continued rubbing his belly as the liquid began filling him up. Tim was cooing into his ear, "Take it all in little one. Feel it slowly filling you all up. Feel your ass warming to it." Aaron was moaning as he was watching what was going on, and had a feeling he knew what was in that liquid. Once the bag was empty, Bart popped out the nozzle and immediately pushed the plug in again. "Okay, you're all filled up. Let's let you relax and wait for your ass to get hungry. We'll work a little on big bro now before his little drink kicks in more. We don't want him too hard for this part." Bart went back over to the table and picked up a little white soft fuzzy pipe cleaner, that had a smooth waxed tip. Tim walked behind Aaron and wrapped his arms around Aaron, and began rubbing Aaron's fuzzy chest and belly, kissing the back of his neck and grinding his jock covered hard on against Aaron's ass crack. "Okay big bro, time for your special prep. This will help to make your gift that much stronger. Like on your brother, this might smart just a little but then began to feel really good once the lube kicks in. It will also help make your cock hungry for that ass over there, especially with that drink starting to kick in." Bart than grabbed Aaron's cock which was slightly chubbing up because of the drugs in him, and pulled the generous foreskin back exposing the beautiful pinkish purple head of Aaron's penis. What a beautiful large piss hole he had. Bart couldn't help himself, he leaned over and lightly tongued that big hole, the tip of his tongue sliding in a little. Aaron couldn't help himself and moaned a little. Then Bart took the soft pipe cleaner, and slowly, carefully inserted it into Aaron's hole into his penis. Aaron moaned a little in pain, as this was stinging quite a bit. Bart ever so slowly was moving it in and out, going deeper and deeper each time. After a minute the lube's special ingredient sort of numbed the brushing, readying the lube to enter Aaron's bloodstream to make him want to fuck. Also the white of the fuzz was getting subtly pinker, not as pink as the toothbrush, but just a little pinker. Aaron's penis was truly now becoming Aaron's cock, as it was starting to grow and get harder and hotter. The combination of drugs was starting to take affect. The white fuzz was now a true pink, again not quite as red as the toothbrush, but this was only to release a little more of Aaron's toxic fluids into the cum when he shot. Bart pulled the pipe cleaner all the way out, and again gave a little lick to that beautiful cock head. Before he pulled the foreskin back up and let go of Aaron's cock, he dribbled a little more of the special lube on to the head, and carefully pushed what he could into the piss hole, then carefully covered the head up with the skin. "Okay my boys, you are just about ready for the giving of the gift. Let's get little bro the rest of the way ready while big bro's cock gets the rest of the way hard. Oh yeah, one more little thing for you big bro." Bart that pinched his nose causing Aaron to subconsciously open his mouth, and he rubbed a little white powder on and under his tongue, "That will give you a little help in being more compliant." Tim and Bart then moved Aaron's frame a little bit a way from the trough so there would be more room around him. This moved Ryan out of his eye sight. Aaron's head was beginning to spin a little, and he was feeling the most horny he'd ever felt. He looked down and his cock was rock hard and pulsing with his heartbeat. He tried to feel bad about for what was coming, but his sex crazed brain and body just wouldn't let him fully think about it. Tim went over to Ryan, and began rubbing Ryan's belly and looked into Ryan's eyes, which were sort of wide and spacey, and he had that sex blush on his chest. "How you feeling little one? You hungry for cock?" "Fuck, I'm warm all over, I feel so full." "Just wait until we get that water out and put a little more lube in there. Then give you your other little treat. Now the plug is going to be pulled out, you just relax and let the rush feeling just go over you." Bart then removed the plug. Pinkish water came pouring out and into the trough. As the water left Ryan, he started to become hungry for more to be in his ass. Once the water stopped, Bart rinsed him off, and dried him again. Ryan's eyes glassed a bit more and he was starting to moan. "Okay little man, lets move you over near your brother. Then its time for you to receive your special gift." Tim and Bart wheeled Ryan over to within a foot of his brother. Ryan saw Aaron's super hard cock sticking out from his body. He didn't remember it being that big, but maybe that was because it wasn't about to be put into his ass before. Aaron also had a sex flush on his chest going, and he was starting moan saying "Oh fuck, oh fuck." His cock was still pulsing with his heart, and now was starting to leak just a little. Tim kneeled between Ryan's spread legs and started to tongue bathe his hole again. This time though, Ryan's hole was hungry, it wanted sex, it wanted cock. His tongue slid right in deeply making Ryan moan loudly. "Oh fuck, more, I need more." Bart had moved over to the table for the lube and a little nose mask with a small brown bottle. "Just wait little bro, you'll have more in a minute." Bart set the bottle and mask down on Ryan's chest. The went down to his ass, which Tim moved out of the way. Bart took a medium sized syringe and filled it with the special lube, and slowly shoved it up Ryan's ass. Then as he slowly pulled the syringe out he started squeezing a generous amount of the lube into Ryan. The effect was almost immediate for Ryan, making his ass now desperate for cock, for his brother's cock, for his brother's gift. "Oh fuck, oh fuck, please fuck me, I need it up me." "Just a minute little bro, you'll be getting big bro's big cock in you. Lets get your little treat on you now." Bart carefully opened the bottle, and screwed it into the bottom of the nose mask, then carefully fitted it onto Ryan. Ryan automatically breathed in a little with his nose which forced the hit into him. "Oh fuck, ohhhhh" Tim then reached down and rubbed Ryan's chest and pinched a nipple. "Now don't breath in from nose again yet, wait until big bro starts to go into you, then take a deep breath in, you'll get the biggest jolt and high." Bart looked down at Ryan's penis, which was no longer just his penis either, it was a erect cock not quite as impressive as big bro's but just as beautiful in its own way. Bart leaned down and gave it a little kiss, pulsing his tongue into the skin to gently nudge that hidden head. Ryan just moaned louder. "Okay boys, time for big bro to give his gift." Tim got behind Aaron, while Bart securely locked the wheels of Ryan's sling, then slid heavy bars behind and in front of the wheels to be sure that the only movement from the sling cart was just from the sling, which this one didn't move much, just sort of gave little to thrusts, it didn't really swing like the others. Bart was now kneeling down on the floor with the bottle of the special lube, and Tim began to move Aaron's frame to his brother's sling cart. Aaron was now struggling in his mind, he knew he didn't want this, but the drugs in him had him so horned up, his cock was actually itching for action, all his nerves were wired to lust. He tried to yell no, but it came out more as a moan. He felt Bart take hold of his rock hard cock, and start generously lubing it up, all over his cock and inside his foreskin, and an extra amount on the tip of his foreskin. The lube hit him quick and he was starved for sex. Bart stood up with a little bottle in his hand, and held it up to one side of Aaron's nose, and as he pinched the opposite side close he told Aaron to breathe in. Aaron couldn't help it, he did as he was told in his sex crazed mind. The hit went to his brain and he was quaking for sex. Again Bart knelt, and, taking Aaron's cock in hand, nodded his head to Tim to push Aaron to his brother. As Aaron's cock approached Ryan's ass, Bart was thrilled to realize that because Aaron was close to ten inches hard, once he was inside and the frames and Aaron were secured, his cock head would always be buried in his brother no matter how he moved. Tim continued to push Aaron to his brother. And just as Aaron's cock touched Ryan's ass, a small part of Aaron's mind did allow for him to try to pull back, and because he wasn't fully secured in that part of his body his cock did move back. Tim then moved his heavy muscular body against Aaron, and pushed him fully forward and didn't allow him to pull back. This put Aaron's cock nicely into the crack of Ryan's ass. Ryan felt his brother's cock touch him and he moaned loudly, "Please, put it inside, I need his cock inside me, I need it. Aaron, please don't fight it, I need you in me, please." "Breathe in boy, here it comes." And as Bart said this, he held Aaron's cock still and pointing directly against his brothers open hole, and Tim slowly but constantly pushed Aaron so that Aaron's hard cock slowly and evenly slide into his brother. Both brothers moaned in sexual bliss, both slightly quivering from the excitement the of entry. While both brothers were suddenly overwhelmed with the entry, and what their bodies were feeling, Bart quickly secured the two frames together with their special locks, and then secured the special soft belt around Aaron that secured him to the sling. Now if Aaron did try to fight fucking his brother, he wouldn't be able to get away, and his cock was so long it wouldn't fully come out of his brother either. They were meshed together perfectly. "Okay boys, have some fun getting and receiving your special gift. Enjoy this time, feel this time." Tim started moving Aaron's hips a little to help Aaron start his thrusting, while Bart rubbed Ryan's crotch. Aaron was moaning and shaking his head, trying weakly to fight this. His sexual craze taking over a little while causing him to slowly move his cock in and out of his brother. Ryan was just moaning incoherently he was so into it. His cock had actually gotten a little harder, and was beginning to leak precum. Bart couldn't stand it, he had to taste that neg liquid, and ran his tongue all over the top of Ryan's cock, and into the foreskin, making Ryan buck and moan. This causing Aaron's cock to move more in his ass as will. Aaron was moaning in pleasure, but also trying to fight the urge. The fight of the urge was getting more control. "No, please, I can't do this. Ummmm, ohhhh." "Well, lets see if we can get little bro to give you a little help." Bart than moved over to the wall and took down some little pads and a control box. He plugged in the long cord to the control box, and set it down on the floor between the brothers. He then got down on the floor, and saw the beautiful sight of Aaron's big beautiful cock buried in Ryan's ass, with both sets of balls tangling. Bart leaned up and licked each set, causing loud moans from above. As he did this he peeled paper off a pad and stuck it on one of Ryan's ass cheeks as close to Aaron's cock as possible without touching Aaron's cock, and then placed the other on the opposite side. He then plugged the pads into the controller. "Lets help little bro's ass start sucking you a bit big bro, show you how much he wants your gift." Bart and Tim got down under the brothers to watch this. Bart then turned a couple of knobs, and they saw Ryan's butt cheeks twitch, which pulsed his hole and insides on his brother's cock. Aaron felt this and moaned, "Oh, ohhhhh, oh god, no, please, don't make me do this. Ohhh, god, Ryan, I'm sorry. Ohhhh fuckkk your ass it's sucking my cock. Ohhh, ohhh god, I can't, can't give you HIV. Please stop this." Ryan though, because he'd never really been fucked by a real cock, never had drugs, was so lost in lust craze. "Aaron, oh fuck, your cock feels so gooooood in me. I've dreamed of this. Oh fuck, take my cherry. Oh push it in deeper, please." Aaron in a moment of drug lust, shoved as deep as he could go into Ryan at the same time a surge went through the pads, and both brothers moaned and yelled at the intense sexual pulse. Bart afraid Ryan might get too many hits from the bottle now, took off the nose mask, and then pushed off his jock so he could rub his cock as he watched the brother's. Tim also slide off his jock to do the same. The intense sexual excitement of watching the brothers fuck was just too much. Both Bart and Tim saw that the next time Aaron's shaft came out, it was covered in a light pink thick liquid. So all was open and ready to receive Aaron's poison. Between being over a month poz with no meds, and the brushing of both of them, this gifting should take first time. Ryan's ass kept twitching at various intervals, with Aaron trying to fight the urge to fuck, succeeding sometimes and sometime thrusting a few times. Both brothers had a sex sweat covering them. Ryan's cock was at this point copiously leaking precum on to his stomach. Both of the masters were leaking as well, but holding off for the final shot. "Please, please stop this, I don't want to give my brother this, please let me pull out. I know I'm already leaking in him, please I can't give him this. Ohhh ohhh fuck, that ass, ohhhh fuck Ryan, your ass just, ohhhhh god." And he thrusted back in, still trying to fight cumming. This went on for about twenty minutes, Ryan was obviously over the moon in sexual bliss, Aaron was crazed but had just enough of his mind to try to resist. Bart and Tim got up, their hard cocks jutting from the bodies. While both of them were considered well hung, Aaron still was bigger than both of them. Once Ryan got as old has his brother, he might also end up being bigger than them. These brothers with these beautiful cocks, if this gets them into their poz world will make great gifters in their parties. Bart stood up to Aaron and Tim to Ryan. Bart began rubbing Aaron's sweaty fuzzy chest and tweeking his nipples, causing Aaron to moan and jerk a little, and Tim doing the same to Ryan. "Well big bro, I didn't think you had it in you to resist so well. Looks like we'll have to step it up a notch, looking at little bro he's dying to have the gift and your just being stingy. So we'll help you want to give that gift, or more to the point, push it out of you." "No, you don't have to. Oh Aaron, just give me your gift, I want your gift. Give me your bug. I want it, I want it from you. Please, ohhhh, your cock feels so good in me, give me the rest." Ryan came enough out of the haze to moan this at Aaron. "Ryan, bro, ohhhh fuck your ass is still sucking, I can't let myself. Oh fuck, part of me wants to shoot my load in you, and give it to you. But I just, oohhh fuck that feels good, I just can't let myself cum." "Well, okay boys. Buddy, can you get big bro ready for his help in giving his gift." Tim got behind Aaron at this point, and pushed him forward spreading his cheeks, and started to expertly tongue lash his sweaty hairy hole. Aaron just moaned at this and tried to push back to get more tongue, as he loved having his ass eaten out. While Tim was eating Aaron's ass and relaxing it, Bart went to the wall again and brought down two small wired clips, and an elongated butt plug with a wire hanging down. Aaron's hole had opened up to Tim's expert care, so Tim took the same syringe used on his brother and filled it with the lube and lubed up Aaron's insides. While he was doing that, Bart affixed a clamp to each of Aaron's nipples, just tight enough that they wouldn't fall off. Then plugged them into the same control box as Ryan's pad, and turned a knob. Now when Ryan's ass twitched, there was a little tug to Aaron's nipples. This caused Aaron to scream in ecstasy and jerk forward into Ryan, which made Ryan moan harder and his cock twitch a little. Now for the last piece that ought to do the trick, and make Aaron give his reluctant gift. Bart stepped up behind Aaron with the butt plug, and lubed it up with the special lube, he then bent it a little, then slowly pushed it into Aaron, creating a hook. Aaron moaned real loud and shook, especially as it bumped his prostate, which is where it rested. Bart than plugged this into the controller as well, and adjusted another knob. Bart and Tim now stood up to each side of the brothers slowly jacking their hard cocks, their pecs with the tattoo slowly twitching. Aaron was now moaning loudly, "Oh fuck, oh fuck what have you done." Then the pulse from the controler went through for the first time with all the attachments in place. Ryan's ass twitched on Aaron's cock, a tug on Aaron's nipple caused him to start to jerk but then the push against his prostate caused him to push harder into his brother than before. "Ohhhhhh, fuuuckkkk. Ohhhh gooodddd." The pulse stopped. Aaron relaxed and his cock backed a little out of Ryan's ass, with Ryan moaning loudly and saying put it back in. Then another pulse happened, and Aaron's body moved forward jamming his cock back deeply into his brother, both moaning loudly, and now Ryan's cock would jump up with a string leaking from his foreskin to his belly. The pulse stopped and Aaron slide back, with a loud fuck. "Aaron, shove it back in, please, I need it. Please, shove it back, oh god that feels good, its hitting that deep itch. Fuck, oh shit, fuck me. Please." "Ryan, ohhh god, your ass. I'm losing control, I just can't infect you. It's just not fair to you. Ohhhh, ohhhh fuck." And another pulse hit them. Aaron drove forward, with a little pulse of his cock in Ryan which he knew was him pushing a glob of precum in, and Ryan's cock twitch up with its own glob of clear liquid dribbling out. "Ohhhh, Ryan, I don't know how much of this I can take. I really want to cum, I just don't want to let myself, but if I do I'll give this to you, I'll hurt you. I love you, I can't give this to you." "I love you Aaron. I've wanted you inside me since I knew what sex was. I want you inside me, I want your cum. I don't care if it infects me, it will be a part of you in me. Please fuck me, I need you." Another pulse, lasting a bit longer hit them. Aaron was shaking this time a little, groaning, but still refusing to cum, though harder to fight it. Ryan's cock shot up and squirted his clear precum a couple of inches, and he moaned. All the while the masters were jacking off. Bart saw the resistance in Aaron failing, "Big bro, your ready, little bro is ready to receive. I'll help you give your gift to him now. You won't be able to hold off anymore. I can see little bro's ass is dripping with the lube, ass juice, your precum and a little blood. It's time, you need to release your gift. Give your gift to little bro." Bart then turned the knob on the leads to Ryan's ass up a notch which will make it twitch harder and multiple times, he only turned the nipple knob so it will twitch multiple times, and then turned the butt plug up three notches of strength. The next pulse came. Aaron threw his head back, and his waist shot forward harder than ever before, throwing his pubes hard into Ryan, driving his cock the deepest it could go into Ryan. Because the butt plug was on constant not pulse, Aaron held there feeling the tugs on his nipples and Ryan's ass muscle quickly pulsing around his cock. Ryan's cock shot another glob of thick clear fluid out 2 or 3 inches. Both brothers moaning more loudly than before. "Oh bro, I'm not going to be able to hold off. I'm going to cum in you soon. I'm sorry. I'm sorry I'm weak. I love you so much, I've wanted this too, but not to give you this bug. I'm sorry." Another pulse hit, and Aaron's body shot forward again hard, again driving his cock as deep as it could go, and him trying to push farther, if he could shove his balls in too he would. Pulse stopped, and his cock relaxed back. Sweat was pouring off their bodies. Precum all over Ryan's belly, and still leaking from his cock. Pinkish juices slowly oozing out of Ryan's ass around Aaron's cock. But this time both of their balls were starting to move up tightly to their bodies. It was another few seconds before the next pulse. Bart quickly adjusted knobs so the next one would be a notch stronger all around, and last longer. This was going to be it for them. Bart and Tim were jacking harder, as Bart said, "We're ready to see the gifting, your ready for it. This is it. Your going to shoot now." Then the pulse hit the brothers. Aaron shot forward hard, and because of the strength of the pulse on his prostate and the squeezes around his shaft, his cock just could not take it and the toxin started its hard and fast travel, he was shaking hard against his brothers ass. "Oh fuuuckkk, I'm cumming, I can't stop. Ohhhhh goooddd. Ohhhh, fucckkkk. I can't stop shooting." Shooting he was, he was shooting deeply into Ryan, his cock vibrating and moving and spreading his toxic semen all over the abused walls of Ryan's ass. Ryan at the same time had been through enough, when Aaron's second shot started, Ryan's cock shot up almost straight up and started shooting its on copious load all over his neck, chest and abs. Aaron was in an orgasm for almost five minutes even though the pulse stopped, he didn't remember ever shooting like that. He did it, he shot into Ryan, he probably infected him. But instead of feeling sad, it almost excited him more. Bart and Tim also shot their loads on the floor watching such a forceful show from the brothers. This was all that their dream was imagined. Now if they can get the brothers to come to parties. Bart approached Ryan and ran a hand into Ryan's cum, and lifted it to his mouth to taste the clean sweet cum, Tim did the same thing. Bart gathered up another good amount and lifted his hand up to Ryan, "Here little bro, have some of your cum, this may be your last neg load ever. Remember this as the last." Ryan took the cum and moaned as he swallowed it. Bart scooped up more, "Here big bro, you need to have some of this as well. It's probably his last clean load. Taste its sweetness. Savor your brothers flavor, and remember what a special gift you have given to him." Aaron took the scoop of cum, there was nothing else to do, the deed was done. His brothers cum was delicious. Sweet, a little nutty. "Now you two are even more brothers, you have more DNA together. You've given each your gifts. Big bro's bug will begin growing in you now little bro. Your big bro has given you a gift of freedom, freedom to take what ever cock you want as bare as it should be. And big bro you got his cherry, and he's freed you too. Now the thought of giving your cum isn't scary anymore." Ryan's cock jerked at this, and so did Aaron's which was still about half way in Ryan's ass. "We'll just leave you to together like that. Little bro, just enjoy the feeling of your bros hard cock resting in there. It's going to be hard for some time yet, and it will keep that toxic semen locked in there soaking into you." Aaron though began to feel an urgency in his groin, he had to pee, and he had to pee badly. "I gotta pee, please let us go, so I can pee." Bart and Tim just smiled even broader, "Oh what a treat! That will just seal the gift. Just pee, just let it go, right into his ass. Let your toxic pee will just inject further into his body, fill him up." Ryan sort looked a little shocked, but he secretly always had a desire to feel someone pee in him, so okay, let it me his brother. "Do it Aaron, I want it, pee inside me, just let it go." Tim stood behind Aaron, wedging his semi hard cock into Aaron's fuzzy valley holding Aaron tightly, and began softly rubbing on Aaron's fuzzy belly, right on his bladder. "Do it stud, pee. Let it go. Let it go into that ass. You'll love it, how the hot fluid builds up and around your cock. Let it go. Give him more of the bug, more of your special gift." Bart stood by Ryan and began rubbing his belly, "You ready for your brother's pee, more of his gift, his toxic gift. Get ready to get filled with liquid again, your brother's special liquid." Aaron's head feel back and rested on Tim's shoulder, the sweet talking that light rubbing on his bladder, it was too much, and Aaron begin releasing a torrent of toxic urine into his brother's ass. Shooting with a strong force, shooting well up into Ryan's guts. Filling his guts with the hot liquid. Ryan began moaning loudly as he felt the hot liquid filling him, the rubbing was relaxing him enough to accept the flood of fluids. But it also caused him to start peeing all over himself as his brother was gushing into him. "That's it little bro, just let it go, let it go all over you. Your last neg pee all over you. Feel your brother's going in you, and your's coming out just as hard." Aaron heard this and had to look down to see his brother peeing, and it was a sight. Neither brother remembered peeing so long or hard, nor with such pleasure. "Okay boys, we'll let you rest." Bart rubbed and patted Ryan's full belly, "Big bro will just keep his nice big cock in you for a while, and keep your gift inside you for awhile. We'll keep you here for a couple of weeks as our special guests, just to be sure the gift takes. And if you want to keep giving and receiving the gift to each other, you can. This is a safe place for you to enjoy your new found brotherly love that you two obviously have wanted for some time." Note : I hope you enjoyed this, I know it was a little long, but I wanted all of this in one story for now. I may continue it a bit more, if I can think of a good continuance. Please let me know what you think.

I was on Grindr last night when a gentleman hit me up. As it turned out he was about to check into a hotel which was less than two miles from me. He asked if I would like a toy, or fingers, or cock, or even a hand up my ass. I replied 'yes', hopped in the shower and drove over to the hotel. When I got to his room, I kicked off my boots, went down on my knees and pulled down his shorts to get at his cock. He was about seven and a half, hard. He positioned me on the bed, on my back, lubed up his hand, and, in less than 30 seconds, pushed his hand all the way into my ass, down to his wrist. Once I was relaxed from the sudden onslaught, he knelt up and pushed his cock in to my ass, along side his fist. I gasped in pleasure and told him to wrap his hand around his cock and to jerk himself off as energetically as he wanted. He started off slowly, using small motions until I told him "Go for it." "Okay," he replied, and without another word went full force, fucking and jerking off, pushing and lifting, twisting his knob to get the best approach. He kept up the intensity until I felt his cock start to swell, which caused his hand to expand to an even larger size in my hole. His breath became heavy and ragged as he grunted and moaned, all the while his fist seemed to get wider and wider. Reaching down, I pulled his hand ever deeper into my hole, and as I did so he exclaimed "Oh, oh my god, oh my god," groaning and gasping heavily. From the pressure to which his cock and hand were subjecting me, to which was added his wild jerking, I wondered if my ass would explode. Then I distinctly felt his cock pulsate eight or nine times as his cum flowed into my hole. Afterwards he gradually withdrew his cock from my hole, only to fist me again, this time going in deeper, making my ass absorb his load. Several minutes later he completely withdrew, relaxed for awhile, only to start right up for the second round. After our second session concluded, I cleaned up and was in the act of leaving when a hot leather daddy hit me up from a hotel less than a quarter mile distant. So naturally I went to his room, lay on his bed face down, ass up, and took a hard pounding until he shot his load about eight inches deep in my hole. When I got home I used the three loads to lube up my cock while I jerked off, shooting two loads of my own.

My ex Scott and I have kept in touch over the decade or so since we broke up mainly online or by text so it was a surprised to run into him and his current boyfriend—he has been through quite a few since we broke up—one evening. We ended up talking and then eating together. They asked me back to their place and I was on the fence about it but decided what the hell and agreed. The drinks at dinner turned into many more at their place and soon Scott was kissing his guy K.C. He turned K.C.’s face towards me and said I want to see you guys kiss, so we did. Scott sat back and watched as his current boyfriend and his ex made out all the time telling us how hot it was. K.C. and I really started going at it and were rubbing and grinding on each other. Soon my cock was in K.C.s mouth and Scott was kissing me and whispering how they recently found out K.C. was poz and he wanted me to be the first guy he fucked that first knowingly poz load into. My cock got harder at the thought and soon we were all naked and on their bed. Scott and K.C. had me between them and they were licking and sucking all over me. Scott got between my legs and lifted them up and began to lick and eat my hole while K.C. continued to suck my cock. Soon I felt Scott’s poz cock pushing into me again for the first time in years. Even though it had been a long time since we had fucked this felt good and I bucked my hips up some and buried my cock in his boyfriends throat as he fucked me. Scott never could last long and was quickly blasting my hole full of his poz load. The thing with Scott is that he can stay hard after he shoots and he continued to fuck me and push his load deeper into me. I was laying there enjoying the sensations when K.C. got up and switched places with Scott. He licked some of the cum from my hole and kissed me with it as he lined his newly poz cock up with my hole and pushed in. He did short, quick thrusts at first since his cock was thicker than Scott’s but soon I had him all the way balls deep in me. Scott was sitting off to the side as he watched his boyfriend work his cock in and out of me. The kissing was intense and we were so focused on each other it was like Scott wasn’t even there except for his occasional comment on how hot this was. K.C.’s was doing the whole slow grind as we were kissing but with encouragement from Scott he started to really fuck me harder. His thick cock stretching me open as his thrusts got quicker and then suddenly I had a second load of poz cum coating my insides. When K.C. pulled out of my hole Scott fingered me and got some of his load out and coated my cock with it and then had K.C. sit down on my cock. He was rotating his hips and fucking himself on me as I ran my hands over him and kissed Scott. This went on for awhile and then Scott got behind him and rubbed his cock against mine as it fucked in and out of K.C. who pulled off of me and Scott started fucking him. We did this back and forth for a bit then when my cock was in K.C. Scott stuck a finger in his hole, then two and then was working his cock in with mine. Suddenly both our cocks were in K.C.’s ass together. We all stopped and the way K.C’s ass was spasming as it got used to accommodating both our cock was amazing. It took a bit to figure out the rhythm of two cocks in one ass mostly it worked out that I stayed still and Scott did all the fucking. Feeling his cock rubbing against mine in his boyfriends hole only got better when I felt Scott shoot his second load. He continued to fuck for a minute but pulled out and I got K.C. on his back and power fucked my load into him too. I asked if K.C. had ever been double fucked before and he said they had tried but it had never worked before but that up until then it had been his biggest fantasy. I was glad I was able to help and no less glad to take a poz load from each guy.

I cannot imagine fucking an ass without eating it first. And midway. And after. And after any other top is through...

I never thought I'd like it. I agreed to take it for a hot dom. Now, I want it over and over. I even drink it.

I was out of town today to a business meeting about 2 hours away by car. Business finished up earlier than I expected, so i decided that i would head out on the highway home and stop at the ABS along the way, in the next town down the road. It is located along a state highway, so it does get some traffic rolling by, but i was not optimistic for much, since it was only 4pm on a Tuesday. I paid and went into the theater, hoping that someone might drop into the store. I had to only wait about 5 minutes, and i heard a truck pull up outside into the lot. A short minute or two later, i heard the door to the theater open, and watched a tall lean young guy in his mid-twenties lean up against the back wall about 10 feet away. He started watching the flick playing on the screen intently, paying me no mind. Within a couple minutes he had pulled his cock out and was stroking. I moved over a bit closer and asked if he wanted head, and he turned to me and said, " sure, beats stroking it". I pulled my pants down and then sunk to my knees to put his cock in my mouth. Damn! Thicker and longer than i thought! After a few minutes of sucking it as deep as i could, i asked if i could see and hold his nuts while i sucked. He unbuckled and pushed his jeans down. He had THE BIGGEST NUTS!!! EASILY the size of grade A xl eggs. No shit! I rolled them around and tugged on them while sucking on his massive cock. I backed off for a breather and commented up to him while stroking his cock, "you must produce major cums loads with balls this size"!! He said. "if you want to see a big cum load, bend over that bench". As a total cumslut should, i was bent over in less than 2 seconds. He produced a bottle of lube, greased up and slid up inside my ass in one slow push. And then, holy fuck batman....he when primal, pumping hard and deep with that donkey dick. He didn't last more than about 2 minutes, and blasted in me balls deep. As he was pulling his pants up, I asked if he was local to the area or just passing through. He told me what town he lived and i asked if he ever got through the town i live. Yes, he travels through my town 2-3 times a week. I gave him my card.....and told him to call me. He replied to me, "since I am without a girlfriend right now, looks like you are gonna get some cock, since you could take that fuck i just gave you. I'll call you Thursday. Get some more lube, I'm almost out". He left and as soon as the theater door closed i stroked out a load of my own and could feel his load dripping out of my greasy asshole and down my leg. By the time i left in my car and heading down the highway myself, i realized that I best not stop for a bottle of water at a convenience store as i was in light beige dress slacks....i knew the seat of my pants were a mess! Now, 2 hours later and at home, his cumload has dried and plastered my underwear and slacks to my ass. I almost shot another load in the garage when i got out of my car, and peeled it away from my very sore, and now chapped, asslips. Fuck, I'm sore; but have got to be ready for another encounter on Thursday!!!!

The Knot There wasn't a lot of talking. Vinnie rode his palm down Jeremy's tense body. It was dark but Jeremy could see Vinnie's eyes. He was learning to trust those eyes, to know when they turned dark what to expect; when they softened, like they did just now, what might occur. But tonight he wasn't a passive actor, a captive to Vinnie's whims, he also got to call the shots. He detoured Vinnie's hand and raised it to his mouth. He licked his fingers. They were salty and rough. The palm ran across Jeremy's face. It traced his hairline, its contours, fingers ran through his long hair, one finger extended, came up and rode across his eyebrow, feeling the caterpillar breadth and length. Jeremy smiled. The finger ran down to his teeth, his perfect star-lit teeth. They almost glowed in the dark to Vinnie. Jeremy moved in closer, so close their erections touched. He sword fought his member against Vinnie's. Both laughed and both won. Vinnie inhaled deeply and drew the young man closer to his body. Jeremy like the feeling of strength and suddenness that defined Vinnie. Vinnie's clenching jaw, the half growth of beard and how manly he looked. Jeremy was smooth, almost hairless. Still beef and brawn. He was discovering Vinnie was like him but in a minor key. They were starting to pick up on each other's music, their rhythms. Trying to smooth out their discord. Vinnie had the most beautiful hairy chest, strands of grey were coming in. He sported hair along his lats, his delts, his traps; not heavy but a trace. He even had a fine growth of hair over his glutes. Vinnie flexed his butt and Jeremy praised it, grabbing hold, appreciating the deep musculature, how rigid and tight he could control his form; hide his visage, what he was thinking behind the bones and muscles of his placid face. When Vinnie suddenly relaxed his butt, he felt invited to run a hand down between his cheeks and explore a terrain that was rarely visited. Earlier, Vinnie had introduced him to rimming. It was a new world of sensations, a vocabulary he want to quickly learn and practice. Now was his turn and he was anxious to give the same pleasure he had taken. He snuck up on Vinnie's pit and took in a deep whiff of his odor. He stuck a tongue into the bush and suck the salt of the hairs. Vinnie's masculinity was dangerous and turned him incredibly impulsive, made him take chances, leaps he'd never take with another man. He ran his tongue down Vinnie's side, tasting the hard ripples of his ribs, the mound of his pelvis that could easily distract him, change his course to the fur that ran to it center and get caught in the snare of groin. But he was on a mission. Slowly he turned the man he had come this evening, not to get abused by but make love to, and that meant getting to know new parts of him that were alien. So he turned till Vinnie lay on his stomach. He snuck between Vinnie legs, knelt before him, laid on his own stomach to be close to the two muscular mounds of flesh. At the top of Vinnie's crack, running a tongue over his coccyx, he followed the trail to a hidden canyon. It was hairy and dark, flooded with swirling hair. He lapped at it, instinctively started parting it to explore a never-ending cascade of bush. There seemed to be no end to the depth of this valley, nowhere would the cliffs tapered off. The smell was all he had to go on. Sight was of no use to him here. He was surprised how clean Vinnie smelled. Not soapy or full of fragrant herbs, but the rich smell of skin after it comes out of a river. Fresh of salt and brine, fresh of grass or moss, just the taste of untainted water: clear, rushing. He sensed it before he arrived, the cave. The hairs became sparser. His tongue felt skin clenching, more nervous than he. He was the one that now got to say, Relax, relax, as his tongue finally found its buried treasure. Vinnie had confessed he'd never been eaten out and Jeremy jumped at the chance, wanted Vinnie to remember him, remember who he was, not one of the many that came to be videoed and abused. Something more, something other, no matter what that other was. And he was at the walls, the well, the pit where everything hid. He licked it and Vinnie clenched hard almost throwing him out of the valley. But Jeremy persisted. He stroked Vinnie's furry cheeks, petting like they were an animal that needed calming. He lapped at Vinnie's hole a second time, this time without resistance but producing a small, low moan. Jeremy ventured a third swipe of his tongue across Vinnie's tight hole. This third attempt had Vinnie lying still, awaiting a fourth, a fifth, as much slathering as Jeremy was willing to give. Vinnie was giving up something to the boy, admitting something as a man, and Jeremy felt honored and did his duty. He gently played in the hole, spitting in it, rolling his saliva around to moisten it and turn the tight muscle into soft, giving flesh. The boy turned curious and nudged Vinnie's legs further apart. Vinnie resisted until Jeremy licked the bottom of his balls, and buried his face deep into his taint. The boy was relentless finding every corner, every hair that swirled between his legs. Mercifully the boy found his hole again and again found his hole being worshiped. He allowed the boy's tongue to travel spelunking into his unexplored cave. The boy's tongue was long. He feared what the boy might discover in the depth of his cavern. Vinnie reach round and drew the boy back up to his face and kissed him. This was as new to them both as was Jeremy first attempt at rimming. There was a moment of shock, then passion, as they rolled around across the leopard-spotted bed, playing at dominance and submission. Jeremy was quicker but Vinnie stronger, so they took turns lying one atop the other. Did it ever feel this free to be with someone, Vinnie thought? The hair and skin sliding over each other was wearing a fur coat naked. To Vinnie, it was rolling over a body of silk. To Jeremy, it was sliding over a muscular mountain. It was Jeremy that broke the truce and let Vinnie remain on top. Jeremy spread his legs letting the man's erect flesh fall between his legs. "I never did this before," he whispered to Vinnie. "Will it hurt?" Vinnie shook his head, and then looking in Jeremy's honest eyes, changed his mind. He nodded yes. "But you'll like it," Vinnie added. He reached below the bed in a drawer and brought up some KY. He squeezed some on his finger and slipped into Jeremy. "Does that hurt?" he asked. "It's cold," Jeremy answered. Vinnie then squeezed out more onto two fingers, and slipped them slowing in the boy. "How about now?" Jeremy bit his lip and bore down on Vinnie's fingers. He took Vinnie's other hand and placed them in his mouth. The boy ran his tongue over Vinnie hairy digits and examined them in the darkened room, while unseen fingers explored Jeremy's hole. "I want you to be the first to fuck me, no matter if it hurts." Vinnie looked in the boy's alert eyes, said, "Good." He waited a moment, then asked, "Do you want to be tied up?" The boy shook his head no. "Slammed?" The boy shook his head again. "I just want you inside me," Jeremy said quietly. "You're not afraid of catching the bug?" "Do you have it?" asked Jeremy. The boy watched every twitch in his face. He would know if he were being lied to. "Yes," admitted Vinnie, quickly adding, "from needles." "Me, too. Needles," said Jeremy. "Never seemed fair since most times people get it from each other and all. So I want you to do me. Bareback. I want to know what that feels like. By you. I wanna say, that's who I got it from. A who, not a what." The kid broke his heart. It was a bad sign for a person in his field. He smoothly reached into the same drawer that held the lube, and opened a zipped baggy withdrawing a soaked rag, and put it over Jeremy's alarmed face. He lay atop the kid till he no longer struggled. He got up, threw a green tattered bathrobe on the kid, and got dressed himself. He made a brief call to say he was on his way. He looped a rope around Jeremy's hands and another securing his feet. Lastly he tied a red scarf across the kids mouth and a blindfold kerchief knotting it tightly behind his head. He lugged him downstairs over his shoulder like a duffle bag to a place in the alley where he kept his van. His headlights cut through the fog as they drove across the bay. *** We had a fairly heavy wind storm come through last night. The wind turbine that keeps me off the grid is damaged so I won't be able to write a lot today. If I don't fix it no one else will. The storm also laid down a bad combination of snow and ice so it'll be tricky to get into town. The jeep always handles it though. To disabuse you of the notion I'm in Vermont like what what's on my profile (and I'm speaking mainly to the Russian hackers that by now have spotted this chronicle), I could be a Vermonter, but I could easily be in Ashland, Oregon, or New Hampshire in the White Mountains—probably not in a big city. Got over that in my time in San Francisco. Suffice it to say, moi rossiyskiye druz'ya, to my Russian friends, it's easy enough, as you well know, to buy into a cheap server farm and have your IP address scattered like leaves in the wind. Last I checked I was sending this out from a server in Rhode Island, I nice place I've visited once. Some pretty expansive mansions, once home to some very unsavory characters. By the time I've finished this part and send it out through our public library or my home or McDonald's, the next port will be from Pakistan, a place I have no desire to visit. I'm sure, though, it has it's a very nice place. It's easier to manage things in a small setting. Ninety-five of us live up here. We know each other, who should be here, who shouldn't. It's an isolated place, and we do carry shotguns. I thought I'd be surrounded by ski bunnies and day traders. Instead I'm surrounded by hunters and snowmobiles. Men with long black beards and missing teeth. Deliverance with a New England accent (or Oregonian). Without putting out too much of a breadcrumb, I thought ahead and bought this place in the mountains a while back, twenty-two acres in all, if I needed an escape hatch. And I did need an escape hatch. The forest provides all the wood I need to keep warm. The well never empties, not even in last summer's drought. I'm happy and content, still in contact with a few people I trust. I'm even close enough to a New England theatre festival, or maybe that's an Ashland theatre festival, to where I can volunteer occasionally to take tickets and watch a show. Maybe if you came through here recently I took your ticket. The main reason I'm backpedaling, I'm sure you've noticed, is I don't really want to get into this next part. JT's my friends and this isn't a good moment for him. Maybe I want to breathe for a second or let you breathe. It amounts to the same thing. Second, I know I have to go into town and get a couple of parts for the turbine. It's cold out there, and I'm happy to stay near the wood stove with the cats. But in these parts if you give weather even an inch it'll beat your ass. The same could be said of the crowd my friends and I met in 1996. It was a bad year all around (I'm talking to you, Monica!), but resolved, mostly, with a good outcome. Mostly. Although I now have to keep a low profile, there were many years of duplicity and enjoyment, which I wouldn't give up. I'm afraid Joey and JT would disagree, but you can't make omelets, dot dot dot. Am I right or am I right? Here's to the broken shells. *** Vinnie chose the master bedroom with its four-poster bed to set up shop. He'd gotten keys by messenger on Thursday and parked inside the garage across from the house Friday night. Tiburon is a wealthy neighborhood across bay from San Francisco. Very exclusive. Belvedere is the wealthier side of Tiburon. Tiburon is the other side of the railroad tracks in this neck of the woods. At water's edge the land rises quickly. The road through Belvedere divided the garage from the house. The house was built on the water and had a gangway that connected the road to the house. Vinnie was the first to arrive. He checked for any cars and after knocking the kid out once more to be on the safe side, carried him across the gangway into the house. There was a large photo when you got inside. Dr. Crenshaw, an upscale pediatrician and former owner, and his family in matching purple ski jumpers, accosted you. The two girls and Dr. and Mrs. leaning on their skis at jaunty thirty degree angles, and the good looking blond, tan son smack in the center on his snowboard. Guess who was the favorite in this family? thought Vinnie. With his sack of potatoes, Jeremy, on his shoulder he judged each bedroom. The master bedroom made the most sense. He plopped Jeremy on his side on the four-poster and went back to the van to get his lights and cameras. Once back in the entrance way carrying his equipment, he scanned the living room. The furniture was still here, product of a quick sale and quicker divorce. No personal items were present save for the smiling faces in the dissolved family. Vinnie guessed neither Dr. or Mrs. wanted the reminder. Jeremy lay in a jumble of ropes, green bathrobe and naked parts. The robe was open and Vinnnie quickly shut off that part of his brain that wasn't specific to getting the job done. He closed the robe and started untying the kid. He left on the gag and blindfold. He put all the pillows in the center of the bed and rolled Jeremy over them. The kid's ass was raised and each arm and leg positioned toward one of the four posts. He could have used the ropes but analytics on his sites indicated a ten percent increase of downloads and fifteen percent increase in sales if leather cuffs were used instead of rope. People and their fetishes. He'd secured the kid to the bed and was setting up the lights when Dana Shaftow brought in the dog, collared and obedient. He told the dog to sit. Vinnie shut down his brain as hard as he could examining the dog. "What is he?" Vinnie asked. "Half Great Dane, half English Mastiff. My client specifically bred him for dick size. Didn't you get the basics from X?" "Some things I don't need to know. My job is to get the talent and shoot the show. How long is this going to take?" Vinnie took out a stick of gum, offered a piece to Shaftow. Shaftow took the extended offering. "I thought you did the other boy's show. You're a boy agent, aren't you?" "Nope, this is the first one." There was jockeying going on and Vinnie wasn't interested in playing. He could twist this little nerd's neck in two seconds, but how would that set him up for other gigs? "So how long?" "Depends on the boy's hole. Once he takes the knot their going to be tied for at least twenty minutes. The cums starts from the point puppy gets hard, but until their tied, that's when the action starts. I don't stay for that. The whole thing disgusts me, if you want to know the truth, but I don't make judgments. A gigs a gig, right?" "Right." Vinnie looked at Jeremy ass in the air. He clamped down his brain, hard, thought of the chambers in Nicaragua, thought of the revenue from the one night, but nothing was distracting him from the present. He looked at Shaftow. He hated him, a skinny weasel in a three-piece suit. Limo driver-type at best. He'd like to string him up sometime. "So once they're, what, tied? It's twenty minutes?" "Minimum. If the kid struggling it's stimulates the pupster more. Could last up to an hour then. Depends. Once he's nutted that's when the real waterworks start going on inside. He'll think the bitch under him is liking it squeezing on his knot. With girls it's easier. A pussy will give cause it's made for a baby's head and arms and shit, but from what happened to the other boy, from what I saw on the tape, to me, personally? It was painful to watch. I couldn't finish it. And that kid was hardly a virgin. God help the kid who's never even taken dick. Doggie's gonna think the bitch is lovin' it big time." Vinnie was trying to keep his face neutral. Shaftow read his face instantly. "Tell me the kid ain't a virgin!" Vinnie gave the slightest of nods. "Woo-ee! Might have to stay for this one." "Suit yourself." Vinnie adjusted the lights, taking an occasional glance through the three viewfinders. Shaftow walked up to Jeremy's ass, wet a finger and stuck him. "Hey, hands off the merchandise," Vinnie growled. Shaftow raised his hands in deference. "That tight ass bitch best not injure the canine. He's talent too. Got a higher price then that bitch ever will. Just sayin' is all." "Well, you don't get to touch him." Once again, Shaftow raised his arms higher, purposefully a little higher, letting his coat jacket fall open revealing his Glock. "So we good?" Vinnie calculated the room size, how many step it would take to get to him and block his reach for the gun. Wondered if the dog would pounce. That was the X factor. He didn't like dogs and he sure as hell didn't want to mess with this one. "Yeah. Peachy. So how do you get this party started?" "You do. I just deliver. Here," Shaftow said, throwing Vinnie a tube of grease. "Use this on his ass since you don't want me to touch. I'd lube him good if I was you, he's gonna need it. The dog'll get to nine inches, and the knot? Make a fist." Vinnie did. "Yeah, a little bigger than that." "Shit," Vinnie said under his breath. "Don't worry, it don't happen all at once. But once their tied, do not, in any way, get between them. He'll rip your throat out. You have memory cards for an hour." Vinnie nodded and noted that Jeremy was coming to. "You're probably gonna need it. Mind if I hang back and doing a little whacking. Never seen the beast take on a virgin. Should be good fun." He gave Shaftow the gypsy eye he'd once seen his grandmother give as a curse. He was going to kill this shit. "Just do it in the shadow of the bathroom. Don't want you in the shot." Vinnie closed the distance between one of the camera's and Jeremy ass. He now had his wide shot, medium and close up all set. It was coverage, details of lighting. Within the shadows, Shaftow called out, "Let the dog sniff the tube. It's laced with bitch in heat. He'll know what to do. Probably same as you would." He laughed coldly. Vinnie gave a second gypsy eye. One more, and fuck this scene. Shaftow was done. He paused contemplating, then walked over to the dog, opened the tube and let the huge mongrel sniff it. He dog growled and barked. From the shadows Shaftow called, "Stay!" The dog spun in a circle and sat. Vinnie saw that a pink dot was coming out of the furry sheath. He walked up to Jeremy's ass and liberally lubricated it, pushing as much lube inside Jeremy arched ass as he could. He then went around and turned on all the cameras. "Go get it!" encouraged Shaftow. *** A strange voice called out an order in the dark. He tried to make sense of things as they were happening so fast and he was still several seconds behind himself. He felt his ass in the air, his crotch lying on some soft pillows. He was naked. Tied. He tested one arm and sensed he was completely immobile. He tried his other limbs. The same. "Vinnie!" he yelled through the scarf in his mouth. "Vinnie!" He shook his head, scraping them on the sheets, seeing if he could get the thing off his eyes. He managed to get a sliver of a view of the massive wooden bed he was tied to. He felt a tongue lapping at his ass. "Vinnie?" he pleaded know full well what Vinnie rimming him felt like, and that was not Vinnie. He screamed, "Vinnie! Help, Vinnie!" He felt sharp claws and fur scaling over his back. Something hard penetrated his ass. It was so foreign he had no reference for what it could be, but he felt it continuing to penetrate him, inch after inch, and an incessant humping. It lubricated him as it traveled into him. Not only was it digging in deeper by the minute, there was also something expanding right between his prostate and the inner sphincter. Clutching his asshole, trying to push it out, seemed to inflate it more. But the foreign object, whatever it was, was swelling massively inside him. He flailed his ass around trying to get the invader out of him. He couldn't deny it any longer. It was a dog. He was being fucked by a dog like in one of those dirty videos he saw. He screamed, "Get it off me. Get off!" but no one was answering. Was he alone? Either answer was equally frightening. It sounded like someone was saying to themselves softly, yeah, fuck the bitch, yeah. "Vinnie, please, help me." At the bottom of his vision, just in the corner he saw Vinnie, his face contorted. Vinnie saw he was discovered and slithered out of Jeremy's line of site. "Oh, God, help!" he said in tears. "I know you're there." He looked the other way and saw in the bathroom a dark figure jacking his dick. "No," he yelped. "No, no, no, no, this isn't happening. Y'all can't do this. Stop!" He protested, moving his butt around trying to throw off the animal, but there was something now locking and sealing the animal internally to him. He felt his cavity swell and fluid continue leaking upward in his colon. He'd never been penetrated like this. A finger, yes, but not even a dick. But a thin rod elongating inwardly, filling him, lubing him, and a ball that started the size of a walnut was getting to the size of a fist—this was outside his darkest imagination. The fist pulled and pushed at him. Tried to get into his second chamber. It couldn't, he wouldn't let it. The more he fought it the large it grew. He fought an endless battle. Minutes passed and the beast continued its unrelenting humping trying to get in further. He felt the fist tearing back and forth from the second ring to the inside of his sphincter. It stimulated him in ways he'd never dreamed of, didn't want to think about. He wouldn't give into the sensation as pleasurable. He fought it for a good fifteen relentless minutes. It didn't feel good, he told himself. It was wrong. "Vinnie, this ain't right!" He knew the words were unintelligible and ill formed through the gag, but these were pleas from his heart to the one person who wouldn't betray him. He cried into the pillow, "Please, stop, please." His cries were growing weaker. He was feeling this is what Vinnie wanted, and if this is what Vinnie wanted him to be—maybe he should— "No!" he said defiantly, his head shaking in rage, his eyes bulging beneath the kerchief. "No!" He started shaking his bindings. Pulling on his leg shackles, flexing his butt muscles, causing the dog to squeal, then growl, then start humping harder. It was almost through his second ring. "Bitch better not be hurt the dog," an unfamiliar voice said from the bathroom. "Jeremy, just let the dog finish," Vinnie whispered. "Then it will be over." Jeremy felt his bowels flood with dog semen, and the dog seemed to be slowing down. "What'd I tell you?" whispered the unfamiliar voice. "You can overlay another track over this, can't you?" The stranger then talked conversationally to Vinnie. "Well, twenty minutes. Like clockworks. Tell your bitch to take it like a bitch and he can go. Looks like puppy's got another thirty, forty minutes still in him. He sure is loving junior. Maybe junior would like a little reach around, get into it more. He sure has a nice big—" Jeremy heard a struggle, two bodies colliding and falling on the carpet, and then a discharge from a silencer. Then a second, and the dogged shrieked and fell to its side, still obscenely connected in his butt. He desperately yanked at his right cuff with all his might. He pulled on it and either he was going to snap the bed point, break the chain or pulling his arm out of its socket. He was not lying there any longer. The leather cuff snapped at the buckle. His free arm swung around and he pushed the dog's chest. Something like baseball shit out of his ass along with a sludge of cum. He saw Vinnie plugging a third, fourth, fifth discharge from the muzzled pistol into the man on the carpet. The man flopped with each shot except the last. He pointed the gun at Jeremy. Jeremy hugged the bed and the sixth bullet hit the dog in the head just as it was about to pounce, exploding a smattering of blood over Jeremy and the crisp white sheets. He undid his other arm, shaking in fright. Vinnie was at his legs unbinding him. Vinnie was about to approach but he took his legs and with all the force in him kicked Vinnie in the face. He sprang up and stomped on Vinnie's chest, kicked his head, kicked it again. Bent over his face and shit all the dog semen he could push out over him, yelling, "You mother fucker! You piece of shit!" He took a light stand and used it like a bat clobbering him everywhere Vinnie couldn't protect. Vinnie reached up an arm to shield himself. Jeremy grabbed a camera by its tripod and again beat Vinnie with it. "You fuckin' piece of shit. Open your fuckin' mouth or swear to fuckin' Christ I'll ram this leg down your throat." He meant it too. He stood, legs splayed, over his face. Vinnie opened his mouth and Jeremy let loose another torrent of canine sperm. "Swallow it, fucker. Let me see you swallow the goddamn dog sperm you fuckin' perverted fucker!" He did. Then he turned his head to the side and spewed it back up. His face had bruises, a large cut about a brow. Blood on his teeth. Jeremy threw the tripod against the dresser mirror. His reflected naked flesh broke apart in pieces, right along with his heart. He fell into the bed. Shoved the carcass of the canine to the floor and heaved in sobbing tears, convulsing on the bed. "Come on," Vinnie said, getting up, shards of mirror falling off him. His right eye was swelling and he held his side. "We have to get out of here." He still had the gun in his hand. "Put on his clothes," he nodded at Shaftow. "Careful of the glass," he said, laying the gun on the dresser. Jeremy's face wet with tears, the mask of the forlorn and eternally lost, he took the dead man's shoes and pants and put them on. He left the rest. The shoes were small. They pinched without socks. He snatched the gun off the dresser and pointed it at Vinnie. "I aught t'kill you. Right here, right now." He said it calmly, evenly, intensely. Vinnie raised his hands, not looking at the kid in the eyes. "Your right, your right. I'm a fuck, I fucked you up ten ways to Sunday. Go ahead. I deserve it." He meant it, too. Jeremy saw he meant it. Vinnie tried but could not look at him. Jeremy reflected for a long while, glanced at the dead man and back at Vinnie. He began coughing, then hacking till he almost threw up. He tried to calm his breathing. "Why?" he said, lowering the gun, putting his hands on his knees to remain standing. Vinnie paused for long time. Probably the longest he'd ever sustained a thought. Searching. Weighing. Nothing moved. There were no fog horns or waves slapping the pylons, only silence waiting for something to break. A red stain slowly spread under the dead man. Vinnie attempted forming inconsequential words. Gave up. Finally, he exhaled. "I got nothing, cowboy," he said, "I'm a black hole." JT looked up. He'd never seen Vinnie like this. Vinnie unguarded, had no comeback, was all shattered glass behind his eyes. Vinnie snatched up the green bathrobe off the floor, shook off glass and draped it over Jeremy's shoulders. He grabbed the three cameras and left the rest. Glass crunched as they left the carnage.

I met Rusty several years ago at the gym in the steam room. He was on the shorter side, very skinny, pale skinned with strawberry blond hair. He also had a cock that even when soft looked huge on his small frame. One night I walked in the steam room and found him laying on the upper level his legs spread and that amazing cock just hanging there. We were the only one there that late and as I undid my towel and let it fall his hands went to his cock and started rubbing. It wasn’t long before I leaned over and felt his cock hanging over his balls. I was surprised to find him rock hard, all those times I thought he had a huge cock when soft actually he was hard walking around, only his cock didn’t stick up when hard it hung down heavy and full. I wasted no time and sucked his cock all the way into my throat. Rusty has the type of cock perfect for sucking, long and thick at the base but tapering down towards the head. I sucked his cock and pulled on his balls with one hand and inched my fingers to his hole with the other. He spread his legs and gave me full access to every part of him. I was pulling his cheeks apart and licking his hole when he climbed down, got on the floor between my legs and started sucking my cock. He had me leaking pre-cum in no time. We stood up and I bent down to kiss him my hands finding his ass again telling him I wanted to fuck him. He moaned and turned around bracing his hands on the wall and sticking his ass out for me. My cock and his hole were already slick with spit and sweat from the steam and I teased his entrance for a bit but when I finally popped the head of my cock in he pushed back hard and suddenly I was balls deep in him. He tensed and we both stood still as his hole relaxed around my cock. We quickly found a rhythm and our bodies were slapping together in the darkened steam as my cock bottomed out in his hole over and over. We could hear a few guys in the locker room, and one guy did go into the sauna which is directly across from the steam room but no one interrupted us. The fuck was exciting because we were doing it somewhere so public and the idea that we might be caught was a turn on but also knowing I was fucking this little guy, this big dicked bottom really had me going. My hands on his hips I was pulling him back on my cock slow and steady. Then I reached around and stroked his cock for awhile as he told me to fuck his slutty hole. We changed positions and I sat on the bench as he climbed over me and sank down on me impaling himself over and over again on my cock. I asked if he liked my big, raw cock in his slutty hole and he quickened the pace and fucked himself faster. Soon I knew we were both going to cum and as I bucked my hips up he slammed himself down on my cock and soon I was shooting a huge load into him. Once he made sure he had my entire load he stood over me and jacked his load onto my face as I fingered his cum filled hole. He leaned down and licked his load off of my face and kissed me with it and then got on his knees again and licked my cock clean. The combination of the fuck and the heat from the steam had us barely able to move. We got up and showered to cool off and he told me he really needed that. I smiled and said I was glad to help anytime. He reached over and grabbed my cock and stroked it as I leaned over and kissed him again. He had me hard enough to slip back in his hole which is exactly what we did right there in the shower area where anyone could walk in on. Afterwards we talked and we both admitted we loved bareback sex, cock, and cum. I said I only fucked BB and while I wasn’t chasing specifically I wasn’t scared of it either and he admitted he was actively chasing HIV. He wanted to be converted and pozzed up. For about a year we would hook up when we saw each other at the gym and be look out for the other if needed. I watched him suck and get sucked many times and joined in quite a few as well. One memorable time was with a poz older black guy with a nice sized dick. I kept watch for them but as that black cock sank into Rusty's pale hole I couldn't help myself and had to lick that big, black, poz dick as it slide in and out of him. Then suddenly he moved to another state and I heard from a mutual friend he had a big religious conversion and had changed his ways. I hope he is happy wherever he is.

Two days later, after more dirty texts than I can remember, Mark was on his way over to my place. It was just going to be me and him. No Danny, in fact I don’t think he even told him what we were doing. I was worried how that would go especially since Danny and I work together but Mark had us kissing and sucking at work so I didn’t spend to much time worrying about it. And then he was here and we were kissing and kissing and kissing. We made it to the bedroom and out of our clothes and I pushed him down on the bed and got between his legs and kissed his biohazard tattoo and then licked his balls slowly as his fingers played with my hair. Then I was sucking his big, fat, cut cock his hand forcing me further down on each stroke. I had to make myself relax my throat and then the head of his cock slid in and my nose was at the base of his cock. He held me there for a minute and then let me suck for a bit before he pulled me up and pushed me back so he could suck me. He licked and sucked my cock and balls, then coming up to kiss me, telling me how right now, right here I was his. I just moaned and let him work his magic. He crawled up and rubbed my cock on his hole slowly putting some pressure on my cock. We locked eyes and he sat down on my cock. Spit and a small amount of lube helped but he was tight and my cock is thick and it was stretching his hole. He reached over and took a hit of poppers and gave me some and after a minute he started riding my cock his ass squeezing me and making my whole body tingle. He rode me for about 10 minutes alternating fast and slow strokes then pulled off of me and flipped me over and started to eat my ass. He spread my cheeks and buried his tongue into my hole. He would lick down my balls and suck my cock into his mouth as he fingered my hole working me open and getting me ready for his super sized cock. He fed me more poppers and then all at once in one long quick stroke he was buried all the way in me and he started fucking me right away. It fucking hurt and took my breath away but then it was amazing. He was taking what he needed. Using me as a hole for his poz cock, relentlessly pounding into me. Telling me how he was going to bred my neg ass with his poz load and then he would own me forever. How he knew he was going to poz me up, that we would be connected forever. Then he would slow down and pull all the way out and tease my hole with that big cock head of his only to slam back into me when I wasn’t expecting it. He was owning my ass and I was loving it. I don’t know how long he fucked me but part of me was begging him to stop and the other part—the more vocal part—was encouraging him to use me and breed my neg hole. That I knew he loved cheating on Danny and fucking giving me something that he had only been giving him for years. That got him pounding even hard and suddenly he buried himself balls deep and I could feel his cock throb as he unloaded into me and then he was slow fucking me, pushing his load deeper into me. My load that had been leaking out of my cock was all over the sheets and I reached down and got some and fed it to him. He pulled out and we kissed and after we caught our breath he told me that he really had not cheated in the time he and Danny had been together. That the 3ways we did had opened up Danny’s opinion on sex with others and that is why he had us fool around at work. That and it turned him on. I asked if he was going to tell him about today and he said he wasn’t sure but that he didn’t have to be home for several hours and he wanted to swap some more loads. We spent the next few hours talking about fantasies, what each others go to jack off scenario is etc. He told me he had a huge medical fetish and he loved fucking guys in scrubs. He told me his first HIV doctor had been an older guy who got very detailed in his past sexual history and did a very thorough assessment and that he had gotten a hard on but since he likes to show off he wasn’t worried about it. The doctor said he needed a sperm sample and was jacking Mark off when Mark realized the doctor was hard too and rubbed his hand against it. They ended up sucking each other that first time but eventually they fucked too. All this had both of us boned up again and we took turns fucking each other and telling more stories of things we had done and wanted to do. By the time Mark had to leave he had deposited 3 poz loads into me. I was so exhausted but my whole body was alive with the sensations of what we had just done. Cheated, taken poz loads and not just one but 3 over several hours. Was it wrong? Probably. Did we care right then? Nope, not at all. He texted me later saying he enjoyed it and he wanted to tell Danny but was nervous. I told him that sex is not the same as love. He loves Danny but I am just sex and sex is fun. He did end up telling Danny not that day but later and it all worked out. We still see each other mostly together, occasionally alone. Danny has really gotten into watching Mark and I together. He sits back stroking and telling us what he wants us to do, what he needs to see to get off. More stories for another time.

After that time at work Danny and I didn’t work the same shift for a few days. The three of us would talk on the phone or text but we didn’t get a chance to get together. They both told me that after the 3way with me that the sex between them had intensified and that they couldn’t keep their hands off each other. We all three wanted a repeat though and had agreed to meet up that weekend. In the mean time we would video chat and jack off for each other and once they set it up so that I could watch them fuck. Hearing them both say how they wanted my ass loaded up with Mark’s poz cock and cum kept me rock hard no matter how much I jacked off. I was barely in the door at their place that weekend when Mark had me pressed against the door kissing me like he meant business. Danny was on the couch watching us kiss, grope and grind against each other and when I looked over at him rubbing his crotch I just smiled. Soon we headed to their bedroom and Danny and I dropped to our knees and both worked over Mark’s big, fat cock. Each licking up a side and kissing over that fat head of his cock. We did this until Mark said he needed to fuck some hole. Danny and I both got on our hands and knees next to each other as Mark started licking and tonguing both of our holes. He was licking one and fingering the other getting us both ready for his big cock. I felt him stand and saw him line his cock up with his boyfriend’s hole. I turned my head and kissed Danny as Mark slid into him and started fucking him. I continued kissing Danny and soon felt Mark push the head of his cock into me. Fucking his boyfriend had gotten him warmed up and he was ready to fuck and he rammed into me with one deep thrust. My ass gripped his cock and I gasped as he started a rhythm of deep thrusts with his hips slapping my ass on each stroke. It was almost too much and my vision got blurry for a second but soon I was relaxing and accepting the pounding he was giving me. Mark alternated fucking each of us. Giving each of us several strokes and then pulling out and sinking into the other. The harder he used our holes the dirtier the poz talk got. He was saying how he loved that the both of us wanted his poz cock and how he loved breeding neg hole and how he hoped his poz load would convert me. How he wanted to own that part of me forever. All the while his thrusts got harder and his hands were pulling my hips back onto his cock forcing him deeper into me. I was begging for his load saying I would do anything but I needed that poz load, I needed him to convert me while Danny was urging him to load my neg hole up. Soon I felt him tense as his cock throbbed in my hole and I felt his load shooting deep into me. I leaned over and kissed Danny as Mark slowed his fucking and finally pulled out. He told Danny he wanted to watch him fuck his load into me and push his poz load deeper into me. Danny’s cock is longer but not as thick so the sensation was amazing. My whole body was tingling and Danny just started pounding away and soon gave me his load too. When Danny pulled out Mark pulled him into a kiss and pointed to his ass and raised his eyebrows asking if I wanted his boyfriends’ ass. I lined up sank in balls deep fucking my coworker quick and hard until I was depositing my load into him. When Danny got up to shower Mark and I kissed and touched and as I rubbed his biohazard tattoo he told me he wanted some time with me all to himself soon. That he wanted to learn every inch of my body and he wanted to swap as many loads with me as we could manage. He said that he could be rougher with me than he could with Danny and that he really liked that. We agreed to make that happen soon and then got up and headed into the shower with Danny.

I went over to the house of my co-worker Danny. He had invited me to watch a show that we both enjoy. Almost as soon as I got there Danny, his boyfriend Mark, and I started drinking and laughing. We watched the show then headed out back to their hot tub. The three of us stripped down and got into the water, and not surprisingly our conversation quickly turned to sex and things we had done, wanted to do, would never do etc. Danny and Mark have been together for several years and have always been monogamous but had recently talked about opening things up but so far had not. Danny got up to get us some more drinks and Mark slid closer to me, quietly saying "Danny has a bad jealousy streak and that’s why we haven't had a three way, but we both like you, so are you interested?" Before I could formulate a reply he leaned in and kissed me for a minute then slid back over as Danny came back out with more drinks. A few more drinks and a few more stories and then Mark said he needed to cool off for a minute and sat on the side of the hot tub. His semi hard cock and balls suddenly at eye level which was very hot. But what was hotter was that he was shaved smooth and the bio-hazard tattoo he had above his cock and a bit over to the left. I slid closer and leaned in and rubbed the tattoo asking "How long have you been poz?" "About 21 years," he casually replied. As I rubbed the tattoo he flexed his cock which made it jerk in front of me. He stroked it a few times as I looked back at my co-worker Danny, lust very evident in his expression. Danny then moved over and joined us, stroking Mark's cock to full erection as we kissed. "Are you okay with playing with Mark, given he's poz?" Danny asked. "Absolutely," I replied. With that Danny pushed my head down onto Mark's cock, which, while it hadn't grown much longer, was damn thick. Danny and I took turns sucking Mark and then Danny said he wanted to suck us both so I stood up and he was like a kid in a candy store with 2 cocks to play with. He was going back and forth licking and sucking us as we kissed and told him how good he was doing. We dried off and went inside. Mark got on the bed and I crawled between his legs and sucked his thick, fat, poz cock some more. That bio-hazard tat right there making me crazy for that cock. Danny was behind me rimming my hole and sucking my cock. I was so focused on that poz cock I didn’t realize Danny had stopped until I felt the head of his cock pushing in my hole. He kept up steady pressure and sank all the way in and started fucking deep and hard. Mark got on his knees still feeding me his cock and leaned over me to kiss his boyfriend. Danny’s cock was average thickness but pretty fucking long and was hitting all the good spots inside me. He pulled out saying he didn’t want to cum yet and that he wanted to see Mark fuck me. Mark quickly got behind me and before I knew it he was forcing that thick, fat, poz cock into me. The whole scene was hot but knowing I had a bare poz cock fucking my hole while his boyfriend, my coworker, watched was a huge turn on. Danny crawled underneath me and we got into a 69 while Mark continued to use my ass. Danny could watch, close up, as his boyfriend fucked me and he would say things like “fuck him baby”, and “it’s so hot watching you take that poz cock.” They really got into poz talk while we were fucking and it was turning me on more and more. Mark would pull all the way out of me and slide his cock into Danny’s mouth and then back balls deep into me. Mark kept telling me to “take his poz cock” and that he was “going to breed my neg hole with his poz cum” all while fucking me harder and harder. Soon I was desperate for their loads and sucked Danny harder and soon had his cock shooting in my mouth and then he watched as his boyfriend pounded his poz load into my ass. I could feel his thick cock jerking deep inside as he unloaded that poz load into me. As we untangled they kissed as I licked Mark’s cock clean and I heard Mark ask Danny if he had enjoyed the experience, adding "I found it really hot watching you poz him up.” Fuck yeah, I could not agree more. We have played many times since that first time and we have all fucked each other but no matter what we do Mark always makes sure to shoot his poz load into me. In addition, Mark's bio-hazard tattoo is still a major turn on for me, and Danny and I have also become closer at work. More stories for another time if you want them.

Back in college I was 18 and walking around downtown one evening when I noticed two guys in a Jeep driving around. One was student aged, around 20, and the other a bit older, maybe 30s. They circled the block a few times and eventually stopped and, as I passed their jeep, we struck up a conversation. I jumped at the chance when they asked me back to their place. Arriving there, we immediately headed to their bedroom which was completely filled with a huge waterbed. The older guy, Jim, leaned in and kissed me while the younger guy, Rick, started undressing me. Soon all three of us were naked and sprawled on the bed. Now, until this occasion I had never before been on a waterbed, and it took some getting used to, but each of us soon was sucking on a cock. Jim was hung with a nice long and thick cock and I couldn’t get enough of it. Both of the guys turn sucking my rock hard cock. Both guys were great cock suckers, so the sensation was amazing and I became increasingly vocal, letting them know how much I was enjoying the treatment. As he moved-up, intent on kissing me, Jim commented "The shy guy we picked up was gone and I like this new confident guy." And kiss and kiss we did indeed, all the while Rick sucked away, alternating between the two of us. Of course Rick had had ample practicing on Jim’s huge cock, so he could swallow me balls deep, which I absolutely loved. At some point Jim paused in kissing me to instruct Rick to lick his hole so I could fuck him. Rick complied, and when Jim’s hole was ready, Jim lay on his back, placing his legs on my shoulders. Rick lubed cock and guided it into his boyfriend. I was young and so horned up there was no real finesse, I just went straight to fucking with deep long strokes, my hips slamming his ass on each down stroke. I remember finding the sight of my cock sliding into Jim to be fucking hot, and when Rick leaned in and kissed me, urging me to fuck his boyfriend harder and harder, soon my eyes were rolling back in my head as I shot my load into Jim as, over and over he grunted "Fuckin' breed my hole." I pulled out and Rick flipped me on my stomach and spit on my hole and then rammed his cock into me. Fuck, it hurt but quickly started to feel good as in the background I heard Jim telling Rick to fuck me hard, to use my hole and stretch it open so he could fuck me next. Rick strokes alternated between rough and hard, and softer and more shallow. My hole was gripped his cock in a vice as Jim fed me his cock. I was particularly excited by the amount of pre-cum that was flowing out of his slit. After Rick had been fucking me for several minutes, Jim announced he wanted my hole, so he and Rick switched places. Rick grabbed my face and grunted "Look at me," as simultaneously I felt Jim’s huge cock head at my hole, only to find he rammed himself into me. Although Rick had opened me up, Jim’s cock stretched my hole ever further. And, as Jim kept pushing and forcing his cock into me, eventually his balls where flat against my ass. Then he paused for a few minutes while Rick kissed me, which afforded me the chance to acclimate myself to the girth of Jim's cock. When Jim sensed I was ready he started a slow slide in and out of me and Rick continued to kiss me. With each down stroke Jim would all but completely withdraw, only to slide all the way back in, balls deep, again and again. I was on a sex high like no other, kissing Rick as his big-dicked boyfriend used my ass. They took turns fucking me until each shot a load inside me. This was the mid 80’s and I knew about safe sex but no one mentioned condoms and it felt to good bareback. It seemed as if I was doing something bad but it felt so good I didn’t care. Jim and I took turns fucking Rick after that and I ended up shooting my second load of the day into him while Jim was behind me teasing my hole with the head of his big cock. As soon as I shot into Rick, Jim slid back into me and fucked me again pushing my still hard cock into his boyfriend on each stroke. Rick wrapped his arms and legs around me and held me tight while his boyfriend deposited another load into me. My hole was sloppy and full of cum and I was in that moment completely happy. We fell asleep and woke up to the sound of the alarm clock. Rick, realizing he was going to be late for work, jumped in the shower as Jim slid his cock back into my ass which was, of course, still full of their loads. He kissed and fucked me, building up to blowing yet another load into my ass, just as Rick stepped back into the bedroom from the shower. We fucked several more times over the next couple of years and I always felt a connection to both of them. Each time we fooled around I went back home utterly exhausted, my ass loaded with cum.

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I had been working in the city for several weeks before I found the bar. It was down a dark, run down side street and only obvious from the gaudy neon light outside. I had read about it online, and most of the reviews used words and phrases like 'filthy', 'sleazy', and 'full of older men'. The prevailing opinion was you only went there once just to see how awful it was. I, on the other hand, was attracted to it precisely because of the sleaze and the sense of depravity in the reviews. For some reason I find myself drawn to encounters which would disgust most people, (although I had not had many such encounters myself). Well, once inside the bar, the music was playing loudly, and the dim lighting revealed the bar counter, a dance floor and a selection of tired and grimy tables and chairs. About six guys occupied the bar stools, chatting to the barman, who was a large, middle aged man with glasses. Somewhat nervously, even if excited, I took a spare bar stool and ordered a beer. Three of the guys on the corner of the wooden counter were giving me the eye as they chatted - a thin old guy probably in his sixties with a cap and thick spectacles, a fat guy about the same age whose polo shirt only just covered his heavy belly which hung over greasy trousers, and a younger, chubby guy with a pale face which shone with sweat, which was framed by thin, mousy hair. The man seated next to me greeted me, and we chatted for a while, which also served to calm me down so I could relax. After a while, I plucked up some courage and asked "So, does this place have a ... you know... dark room, or some place like that?" He gave me a wry smile. "Just downstairs. The toilets in the basement. That’s where the guys go and get up to all sorts." I sipped some more beer, feeling my palms getting sweaty and my heart beat faster. "But if you go down there, be careful with your wallet. It's easy to get your pocket picked when someone's sucking you off." I blushed and nodded. "Can't be too careful." "Oh, and use a condom." Uh oh. I thought, here comes the safe sex lecture. He must have seen my expression because he shook his head and said "No, I mean it. This 'ain't Disneyland. You let a guy in you bare down there, and you'll likely get knocked up, if you know what I mean. Some of them would love to get in your pants and give you a dirty load." My heart skipped a beat and I felt excitement and fear in equal measure. "Anyway," he said, tapping my shoulder, "I just thought you should know. I'm going outside for a cigarette." He got down heavily from the stool and disappeared outside. The guys at the bar were ignoring me now. I took another sip of beer, then went over to the narrow, dimly lit stairs to the basement toilets. At the bottom, a left turn led to a small space containing two cubicles with broken locks and a filthy sink. The urinals were straight ahead from the foot of the stairs, behind a screening wall. There was no one there. I didn't know whether to be disappointed or relieved. I was in the area next to the cubicles when I heard a step behind me. I turned to see the three guys from the bar crowding into the space. They didn't say anything, but the thin guy with the thick glasses began to rub a rather large bulge in his threadbare trousers. I gave them a nervous smile, aware of my own trousers tightening at the groin. He slowly unzipped his fly, reached in and pulled out a thick, stiff cock. I took his cock in my hand, feeling the warm, silky flesh in my palm. "Do you want to suck it, mate?" he asked. The sixty-four thousand dollar question. The moment when I could still make a choice to stay or go. I made my choice, and bent forward and took him in my mouth, tasting the salty sweatiness as he dug in a pocket and took out some poppers. I heard him sniff deeply, then the bottle was offered to me. I stopped sucking long enough to take a big hit, feeling the chemical course through me. My inhibitions wash away, so I eagerly resumed sucking him. The bottle, meanwhile, was passed between the men and the powerful aroma filled the small space. I felt a hand grab my arse and stroke it through the material of my trousers. " Nice arse," said a gruff voice behind me. "Let's see it, then." I fumbled with my belt and zip, and then my trousers slid down to my ankles. I felt rough fingers dig into the waistband of my underpants and pull them down, exposing my bare bottom. I continued to suck the cock, until he lifted my chin and straightened me up, before kissing me on the mouth. I gasped as his tongue slid between my lips and I tasted beer and cigarettes on his breath. He laughed as he pulled away. "Bend over the sink, matey," he said. The young chubby guy was sweating profusely and grinning like a Cheshire cat. He had dropped his trousers and pants as he wanked a thin, curved cock and was beside himself with excitement. Slowly, I turned and bent over the sink, grabbing the edge of the cold ceramic bowl. Beside me, the fat guy was humming happily to himself as he pulled the polo shirt over his head, revealing a fat, hairy torso, and flabby belly. His body odour filled the space as he dropped his trousers and a thick, stubby cock sprang up between his fat thighs. There was a grimy mirror above the sink. I saw my reflection, face flushed from the poppers, and behind me the thin guy digging a crumpled tube of KY from his pocket. He unscrewed the cap, squeezed a dollop on to his forefinger, and roughly worked it into my arsehole, the filthy, rough fingernail scratching my delicate skin. "Here we go," he remarked, dipping to push trousers and pants down, then waddling behind me and sniffing from the brown bottle. I had one last moment of sanity. "Don't...don't you want a condom?" He chuckled and handed me the bottle. "Naw, we're all friends here, 'ain't we?" The young man giggled. " Fuck him, Bill!" I sniffed the poppers, felt a moment's fear as Bill pushed forward and then his cock slid up me in a delicious, slippery rush and I gasped and sagged over the sink. "There we go," Bill whispered and began to slide slowly in and out of me. "Jesus, he's got a nice arse!" He said to the others. "Proper smooth and wet." He fucked me for a few minutes as the other two clustered round and probed under my stomach to feel the base of the cock sticking in me. Suddenly, footsteps sounded on the stairs. I would have got up but the others seemed unconcerned, and whatever the case, I was pinned to the sink. In the doorway stood the man from the bar who had warned me about being careful. His face was a comic mixture of shock, disgust and lust as our eyes met. Bill stood back, and the man could clearly see his cock was bare and glistening with lube. "Want some, mate?" The man blushed and shook his head, but he didn’t leave and I saw his hand begin to rub his crotch. "C'mon then, Jamie." said Bill. "Climb on and fill yer boots before you blow a fuse!" The chubby young man waddled behind me and eagerly pressed his cock into my hole. It was thin and curved with a mushroom head, and went in easily. Unlike Bill, he fucked me in short furious strokes, gasping with pleasure as the sweat dripped from his chin on to my bare buttocks, "Oh..oh yeah..uuuh..uuuh." he grunted as Bill pressed the bottle to my nose. " Fuck 'im Jamie! " growled the fat man, " Give 'im that dirty load of yours!" My head swam from the poppers and I heard my voice squealing with pleasure and animal lust as the young man's movements got faster and more urgent. "Here...here it comes...aah!" he gasped, and I felt his cock stiffen and throb and knew he was spurting in me. At last he relaxed, and pulled out, staggering back to lean against the wall. I felt a drool of sperm run down over my scrotum and was aghast at what I'd done. Yet I didn't move. I looked at my swollen face in the mirror and licked my lips in shame and lust. The man was still standing in the doorway, rubbing his crotch. But now he was shaking his head slowly and looking at me as if to say "You stupid bastard." I felt a heavy body behind me and the flabby belly being lifted on to my buttocks as the stubby cock nosed at my hole. Bill bent beside me and kissed me again, remarking "There now, didn't I say we were all friends?" The fat cock slid into my dripping hole and began to mechanically fuck me. I gasped and hung onto the bowl as he rode me, all the time looking at the man who was shaking his head, but now had his cock out as the young man knelt before him and sucked it. "More than friends," puffed the fat man as he started to thrust fast and hard into me. "He's gonna be family after we knock him up!" then he grunted like a pig and shuddered all over as he came in me. He pulled back and I straightened up, feeling the sperm from two loads sliding out of me. Bill was grinning and he ruffled my hair. "Dirty bastard, ‘aren’t you?" The fat man pulled on his clothes, belched and disappeared upstairs for a drink. Idly, I watched the young man's head bobbing back and forth until the man gasped and spurted into his mouth. Not meeting my eyes, he scurried out. Jamie got up and pulled his trousers up, his mouth wet with spit and cum as Bill fastened his trousers. "Don't you want to fuck me?" I asked. "Not yet, mate. We've got a whole evening ahead of us.”

I have been fantasizing about being turned from a shy bottom into a CD slut for a really long time. I hooked up with Juan on Craig’s list and I was going to make a visit to LA, we started chatting about how he was going to fulfill my fantasy of being turned from a shy bottom CD into his Tina slut. As we chatted, he realized that deep down I want to not only be turned into his feminized slut but also that I want him to fulfill my fantasy of being turned into a slut and be used by him and another guy and to be turned into a slut for cocks. He also realized that I had thoroughly enjoyed the time when I was made to take some crystal and how it turned me into a completely insatiable slut. The crystal not only made me lose all my inhibitions, but it also turned into me into an unresisting, docile, dazed and suggestible slut who can’t seem to be able to resist what is asked of me when I am made to smoke the glass pipe especially when my breasts are licked and sucked at the same time. When Juan found out about how I turned into a totally obedient slut, he said he will arrange to have me fulfill my fantasy when I visit. When I checked into my hotel in LA, I called Juan who told me to get ready by shaving smooth, clean my pussyass and dress sexy. Then text him and wait for him to come to my room. I was so excited I was shaking with excitement and anticipation as I cleansed my pussyass out completely, took a hot shower and shaved completely smooth. Then I got dressed in my cup-less black corset, a tight little black dress, garter belt, fishnet stockings, high heels and pink thong panties. I was ready so I text him. Not long after, there was a knock on the door. Trembling with fear and excitement, I opened the door to be greeted not only by Juan but by a tall black man whom Juan introduced as Brandon. Next to him, I looked like a little girl as his deep voice said hello. They both gave me a hug and a kiss as they ushered me to the armchair and sat me down. As I sat down, I felt so helpless as Brandon walked behind the chair and placed his big hands on my shoulders pushing me back against the chair. I watched as Juan took a tripod and video camera out of his bag and rigged it up. Juan started the camera as Brandon leaned over and started to gently kiss my neck, the side of my face and lips. Juan in the meantime had both his hands on my tits teasing them and telling me how nice and feminine they felt. Brandon in the meantime was gently nibbling on my ear and in his deep voice telling me how he was going to turn me into his feminized Tina slut and that by the time he was through with me, I'd be his total slut whore begging for his cock and any other cock he wants me to fuck. I shook my head and kept saying no but they both knew I was getting turned on by the tit-play and kissing my neck and caressing all over my smooth body; especially my smooth round ass with their hands. Juan suddenly pulled down the top of my dress, which was tied together behind my neck, exposing my soft hormone grown breasts. He started to take my right breast in his mouth as he gently sucked and licked it at the same time. His right hand was busy caressing my left breast. I tried to struggle but Brandon was just so strong as he easily held me down on the armchair. I was begging them to stop but Juan just kept licking n sucking on my right breast as he teased my left breast. I was getting turned on by the attention to my breasts but the shyness in me kept asking Juan to stop kissing my tits even though I found it to be such a turn-on. Brandon in the meantime was giving me light kisses on my neck, the side of my face and the edges of my full lips. When he kissed me on my mouth and tried to push his tongue in me, I resisted and kept my mouth closed. That got him really angry as he pulled away and told me that I was too uptight and that he has got just the thing to turn an uptight bitch into a total slut. With those ominous words, he told Juan to hold me down while he got things ready. Juan pushed me back hard against the seat as Brandon fished a prepared glass pipe and a lighter from his bag. He told me to take it in my mouth and that I must take a few big hits of the glass pipe to make my boy clit go down and shrink until it is like a female clit. I refused and tried to get up but was just helpless against the two of them. As I struggled, Brandon moved in front of me and used his knee to push me fully back against the armchair. Juan forced my lips apart as Brandon forced the glass pipe into my mouth, telling me in his deep voice that if I struggle, the glass pipe might break and cut my mouth badly. No matter how hard I tried, I could not push the glass pipe out with my tongue. Juan then pinched my nose, stopping me from breathing through my nose. The only way I could get any air was to breathe through the glass pipe. I struggled to hold my breath but as soon as Brandon realized that I had to take a breath, he fired up the lighter and gently started heating up the glass pipe making the contents inside generate a cloud of white smoke. I exhaled as hard as I could hoping to extinguish the flame and blow the white cloud away before I inhaled but with all the air out of my lungs, I had no choice but to take a deep breath through the Glass-pipe sucking in the cloud of white smoke that kept coming out from the bowl of the glass-pipe. As soon as I stopped breathing in, Brandon pulled out the glass pipe and before I could exhale, covered my mouth with his big black hand, stopping me from exhaling and ensuring that the smoke remained in me. In his deep voice, he said, “That's it baby, let my magic crystal do its work” “Soon you will be begging me to fuck you like the slut you really are!” I started to feel a buzz and my body started to get a tingling feeling as the smoke remained in me. I started struggling to breathe, and as soon as he removed his hand from my mouth, he quickly stuck the glass-pipe in my mouth n fired it up. I took another big hit as I could not help but take a huge breath to try and get air into my tortured lungs. Brandon immediately clamped his big black hand over my mouth again but this time, he told Juan to stop holding me down and to start sucking and licking on my tits. As Juan started to suck n lick on my breasts, Brandon started whispering in my ears how good my tits must feel and how very soon I will be so turned on by the sucking and licking of my breasts and the huge hit of crystal in me that I will be begging for him to fill me with his black cock and begging him to turn me into their slut. As I struggled for air, he took his hands away and allowed me to breathe fresh air again. But it didn’t last long as he leaned over and started to kiss me as his hands started to caress my thighs and work their way up to my pussyass. By now, the crystal has totally taken effect and combined with Juan's licking of my tits and Brandon's invading hands, I was becoming so totally turned on I started to push my tits into Juan's hungry mouth, as my pussyass started squirming and pushing against Brandon's teasing fingers. With his deep voice, Brandon started telling me how horny I must be feeling now and how very soon I will be so totally turned on that I would be his Tina slut for him and Juan to use as they wanted. He then kissed me full on my lips and this time, I was so totally turned on I simply opened my mouth and welcomed his tongue working its way into my mouth. By now, I was so totally turned on, that I was moaning and trying to suck his tongue all the way into my mouth as our tongues intertwined and my mouth felt just like my pussyass, totally in need of being filled. Brandon pulled away and looked at me and asked in his deep sexy hypnotic voice if I was ready to become his feminized Tina whore. I couldn’t speak but only nodded my head mutely. He fished out the glass-pipe again and in his deep voice, told me that in order for me to be his slut I must learn how to smoke the glass pipe willingly on my own. He told me I must take another big hit so that my clit will shrink until it is barely there. I was now so horny and turned on and his voice so hypnotic that when he told me to take the glass-pipe and put it to my mouth, I just felt myself obeying his deep voice. “Good” his deep voice droned, “Now take the lighter and then slowly bring the flame to the glass-pipe till the crystal inside melts he said as he starts to strip off his pants and show me his huge black cock. “Good girl, now take a deep breath and hold it in” as I seem to have no will but to obey him and take a really big breath of the white cloud and kept it in me. By the time I reached the second big hit, I was so totally high I can’t seem to have any thoughts except for my super sensitive nipples and my pussyass grinding against the seat. “Open your mouth!” he said as he inserted his big black cock into my mouth, plugging me up and preventing me from exhaling the white cloud from my lungs. “Yes baby”. “Suck on my big black cock, cause that is what all my Tina whores do!” as he pushed his big black cock deep into my throat plugging me up till I started gagging. “Yeah baby, that is good'” he droned as he pulled his cock out to allow me to breathe. “Now take another hit of the glass-pipe” he commanded, as I just don’t seem to be able to do anything but to do as he says as the crystal has turned me on so completely that I am now thrusting my tits at Juan's mouth and I am pushing my pussyass hard against his fingers as he works lots of lube into my hungry pussyass. After my hit, he simply pushed his cock into my mouth again. This time, my throat seem to relax as his big black cock pushes its way slowly into my throat, going deeper and deeper as my throat relaxed and allowed his cock to work its way completely in till his pubic hair filled my nose. “That's right baby. Deep throat my big black cock” he said. I could not get enough of it in my mouth. Then suddenly he pulled out his fingers from my now wet pussyass. I started to moan while his big cock was still in my throat. My pussyass felt so empty. I was moaning, begging for him to put his fingers back in me. Then Brandon said “Easy baby, just minute”. “I’m gonna give your bootie a little bump of crystal in that pussyass to help open you up and make nice and sloppy wet!”. How could I refuse I wanted to feel my pussyass being played with so bad! I felt his finger push deeply into me and there was a slight burning sensation at first; then I got so totally sex crazed I started to push my pussyass hard against his hand to get more of his fingers to fill my pussyass. As I deep throated Brandon, Juan continued to pinch and tease my tits till I started moaning and the only thought in my mind was to have his BBC drilling me in the ass. They had me get out of the chair, turn it around, turned me over and made me bend or leaning over the chair’s back. Juan resumed pinching and teasing my nipples. While Brandon started to tease my pussyass with his big hard cock; rubbing it up and down my ass crack but not inserting it, just letting it glide over the top of my bubble butt. He started to lube me up, adding more and more lube as he worked all 4 fingers into my totally hungry ass. By now my clit had really shrank down to a tiny little snub just like a girls. He pulled out his fingers out of my very wet pussyass, while Juan stopped sucking on my tits and whispered in my ear, “Yes baby, you are now gonna be turned into our Tina slut whore”. “By the time we are through with you, all you can think of is to be fucked by cocks”. In his deep voice, he asked me if I wanted his BBC to drill me. I was crazy with lust but I had just enough control to tell him that I need him to use a condom before he could fuck me. He leaned over and told me “Baby, you’re so wet now!” “We don’t have any condoms with us”. He started to tease me by pushing the tip of his BBC into the entrance of my pussyass, talking in as his deep voice tells me how good I will feel to have his BBC in my pussyass and how good have him fill me up with his black seed. I go to reach back to see if he is really bareback, that maybe this is to push my limits, see how far I’d go. But when I tried to move my arm back, Juan grabs both my wrists. I try to turn over but I can’t. Brandon then slaps my ass saying that I’m a fuckin cock tease! That they’ll pack up and leave me there horny. I beg “No I’m so fuckin horny, but I’m worried about doing it without condoms”. He asked if it felt good so far. I said well yeah. He said this is what you wanted to party and be used as a whore right? To just trust them, enjoy it, it’ll be everything you lusted for”. While he was talking he got his bag and pulled out some syringes. He said “I’m gonna slam you with crystal till you become our Tina whore for us to do as we wish!” “We’ll keep you filled with crystal so you’ll beg for cock to suck and fill your sloppy pussyass. Needles! No one said anything about injecting it! I get dizzy just getting a blood test. Juan just crouched down, while keeping my wrists faced upward, support by the padded arms of the chair. Brandon placed the tourniquet on my right bicep. He told me to be still and enjoy the feeling. That I would cough and enjoy it, they both said it’s the best way to party. He sticks the needle it my vein, draws back the plunger, a little blood enters the syringe. He then undoes the tourniquet. He says enjoy this you’ll be our Tina whore, before I could reply, he pushes the plunger down. First I feel like I lost my breath, then I have a big and a second one. Then WOW! My arms start to tremble, my eyes are wide open. I feel a little nausea, so I stand up. Then I get this incredible feeling. I drop to my knees in front of Brandon and try to suck his cock. But, he says, “Just a minute baby, let me catch up”. During this time, Juan has already done his slam and says,”Over here slut, and suck my cock NOW!” I move so fast on my knees, but I don’t care. I need cock! Juan says, “Yeah she’s our little whore now!” “You like sucking cock don’t you!” I can only keep moaning while going up and the way down on his cock, deep throating it with no problem, down my throat. I reach back to try and finger my hole but, Brandon slaps my hand out of the way. Brandon says “Oh no, fuckin bitch! “It’s not that easy”. “You’re a cock tease”. You gonna have to work to get this big black cock in your ass”. “You’re gotta beg me for me to fuck you!” His teasing is making my pussyass so horny that I am the one who actually pushes against his cock as he works the tip in me to tease me. As his deep voice tells me to push back against him, I just can’t help but do as I am told and I start to push against him as I feel his thick cock stretch my hungry hole up and work its way in. He says see baby it feels so good without a condom. He tells me how hot I am for his cock and how hungry I am for his cock to fill my pussyass with his black cum. Fuck it! I could care less about a condom. It’s feeling so fucking good that my whole body seemed to be only focused on sucking cock and being fucked in my pussyass. Brandon was saying me how good I’m going to feel once with his cock in me and how I want to have him fill me up with his black seed and how I’d love to be impregnated by him. As he pushed more and more of his cock in me, I was getting more and more turned on. His cock just felt so good as it pushes into my pussyass until I got so turned on I just beg for him to fuck me and fill my pussyass with his cock as he has made me so hot and horny that my only thought if that of Brandon’s BBC drilling me and filling me full of his cum. He slowly worked his cock all the way into my pussyass and in no time, he was buried to the hilt in my pussyass. He was then fucking me doggy style and as he fucked me, he is telling me how good I must be feeling and that when he is done, I will so turned on all I can think of is to have his BBC in me all the time. I am now so hot and sexy and sex crazed that my only thought is that big black cock drilling me and how good it is making me feel. With that, he pulled me up and sat down on the couch and made me sit on Juan’s cock facing him. By now, the crystal in me had turned me into such a total slut that my pussyass hungrily sucked his gorgeous hard cock in. “That's right slut” he said. “Work that pussyass on my cock. “Oh baby, you are such a slut for cock”, he said as he leaned forward and sucked on my tits as I fucked myself on his big cock. With his cock in my pussyass and his mouth on my tits, I was so horny I was bouncing myself up and down on his cock and going wild with desire. Brandon took the opportunity to climb on the couch, turn my head and fill my hungry mouth with his big black cock as his voice echoed in my mind, “Yeah baby, suck that pussy juice off my cock”. you are now our slut and once we are through with you, all you will ever want to be will be to be our whore and all that is going to be on your mind will be how many cocks you can get to fuck you.' Here I am, a shy bottom dressed like a slut now so horny I have my dress over my hips as I fuck myself on Juan, the top open for him to suck on my tits and my mouth hungrily sucking on a big black cock. Suddenly, Juan stopped fucking me and pulled out his cock. Brandon sat down on the couch and made me straddle his cock as he makes me sit down on his big black cock all hard and ready to fill me with his black cum. I am so hot I didn’t even do it slowly but just plunge my pussyass on his cock and start bouncing up and down on his cock. I am now so horny all thought of condom use is gone and all I can think of is to have my tits licked and sucked hard as I fucked myself on Brandon’s big black cock. I lean over to Brandon's mouth. As He fucks me, his mouth is sucking on my tits and telling me I am now his. As he fucked me, He tells me how slutty I must look on the camera as I fuck on his cock and push my tits for his mouth to suck. I got hotter and hotter as I fucked myself on his cock as he sucked and played with my tits. "Yes baby, work that hungry pussyass on my big black cock" he said as I got more and more turned on frantically fucked myself on his cock, pulling almost all the way out before plunging it all the way in again."That's right, work my big cock all the way into that pussyass" he whispers. "I'm gonna shoot my black seed and flood your pussyass with my cum and turn you into my feminized slut, begging for cum all the time!" "Yeah, I'm Cumming baby, Oh yes can you feel that hot black seed flooding your pussyass?" he asked. By now I am so hot and horny and turned on I was bouncing up and down on his black cock begging for his cum as he sucked on my tits. I have lost all sense of control as I fucked myself on this big black cock. "Oh yes, don’t stop fucking me!” cum in me, fill my pussyass with your cum" I moaned as the big black cock in my pussyass is making my pussyass so hot n hungry that I felt like Cumming any minute. Brandon stood up and pushed me down on my back pulled my legs over his shoulders and started fucking me like the whore I long to be. "That's right, take my big black cock in your pussyass" he said and he fucked me hard on my back. He leaned over and kissed me and I felt so feminine and submissive to have men fucking my pussyass as his tongue is fucking my mouth. He started kissing my ears and whispering, "I gonna cum now and I'm gonna fill that pussyass so full of cum and impregnate you with my seed" With that he groaned out loud and buried his cock fully in my pussyass. I suddenly felt his hot seed flooding my pussyass and the sensation was so hot I just clamped my legs around him and tried to keep his cock deep in my pussyass as I had a gigantic orgasm from the feeling of his hot black seed flooding me and making me his feminized slut. Suddenly they stopped fucking my pussyass and mouth and pulled me up on my feet. In his deep voice, Brandon said, “It’s time we turn you into our whore and for that; you have to look like one.” They stripped me of all my clothes and brought out the clothes they had brought along for me to wear. First was a really tight waist cincher and Juan pulled the laces so tight that I almost fainted from the tightness. I could barely breathe but it gave me a really feminine looking shape, small waist and the tight cincher pushed all my flesh up till my breasts look like a B cup. Next was a silky low cut blouse that was cut so low my breasts were easily accessible to anyone who wanted to play with them. Black stockings attached to the waist cincher followed by a pair of 5in heels. A tiny black skirt that barely covered my tiny black thong completed my whore outfit. Topping it off was a blond wig and when I saw myself in the mirror, I looked like a total sexy feminized slut whore with blond hair. “Yeah baby, now you really look like a whore” said Brandon as he started to caress me through the silk blouse while Juan caressed my ass through the short skirt. Juan had prepared another slam just for me. (Later they told me the first was .30 and this was .45). I had no hesitation this time. Again he tied off my arm, registered the syringe, off goes the tourniquet, and down goes the plunger. This one I kept coughing hard. I tried to stand up, and Juan gets behind me and raises my arm up, while Brandon stands in front of me. I’m the ‘meat’ in a man sandwich. Then shit! My ears were ringing, either my eyes were trembling or my body or maybe both. My tits were crushed against Brandon’s hard chest and electric shocks seem to radiate from them. I could feel Brandon’s cum oozing out of my just fucked pussyass. As he kissed me, he hands were playing with my tits through the silk blouse and Juan was kissing my neck and working his hand up my cock hungry pussyass. Juan then pushed my thongs to one side as he rammed his cock into my pussyass. By now, my pussyass was so hot and hungry from all the crystal it just swallowed his cock up and I felt no pain but instead just felt as if my pussyass was meant to be filled with cock the whole time. As Juan fucked me, using Brandon’s cum as lube. I eagerly bent down to take Brandon's big black cock in my mouth sucking him deep till I could feel my throat opening up and taking his 9in black cock completely in. The crystal had turned me so horny that I kept him in my throat till I almost blacked out from the lack of oxygen. I pulled out, took a couple of deep breaths before taking Brandon's cock deep in me again. As I deep throated him, Brandon had his hands on my tits as Juan drove me wild with his cock drilling my pussyass. “That's right, take that cock in your mouth”, droned Brandon, “You are now our whore and we are gonna make sure that you are gonna be kept totally horny and sex crazed with loads of crystal and that the only thing on your mind would be to have your pussyass and mouth filled with cock all the time and that your pussyass will only feel right when it is plugged.” “Say you are our whore, baby, say it!” I heard him through my crystal fogged brain. “Yes, yes, make me your Tina whore!” “Oh, Yes I need to have my ass and mouth filled with cock the all the time!” I moaned before hungrily taking his cock deep into my throat again. They then switched positions. Juan pushed his cock into my hungry mouth to telling me to “Clean the cum and pussy juice off his cock. While Brandon now pushed his big black cock into my pussyass as he fucked me doggy style, his hands caressing my tits while Juan worked his cock into my hungry mouth. As both my mouth and ass is filled with cocks, their voices keep telling me what a slut I am and that they are going to make sure that I become such a whore that all I can think of is to have cocks filling me up and fucking me. They will dress me up like a whore and give me female hormones so I become a totally feminized slut for them to use and to whore out. As they DP’d me, they kept commenting on how hot and horny I am and how they are going to make sure that I not only beg on the video for them to fuck me but that they will get me so high and turned on I'd be begging for them on video to impregnate me and fill my pussyass with cum and be their total cum slut so that the video can show my pussyass being barebacked and how open and hungry my pussyass is going to be for their bare cock, filled with their cum till the cum overflows from my pussyass. Juan suddenly pulled his cock out of my hungry mouth, picked up the video and brought it near to my pussyass for close-ups of Brandon's cock drilling my sloppy pussyass, so totally horny and open you can see it gaping open when Brandon pulled his cock out so that Juan can take close-ups of my pussyass all opened up and begging to be filled again. Brandon started to slowly insert his cock back in and pumped his whole 9in cock into my pussyass as Juan kept making close-ups of my pussyass being stretched and drilled by Brandon's big black cock. Brandon kept a slow pace, pushing his cock all the way in before pulling it completely out so that the video will show Brandon's black cock pulling out, leaving my pussyass all open before the video showed his cock pushing slowly back in to my cock hungry pussyass, fucking me deep for a few strokes before pulling completely out again and then working its way back in slowly so that the video can show clearly Brandon's big black cock fucking me bareback. Brandon then turned me over on my back and lifted my legs high over his shoulders as he again pushed his cock slowly back into my pussyass. As he fucked me on my back, I was by now so totally turned on and horny, I was begging for him to fuck me. As he fucked me on my back like the slut I long to be, Brandon leaned over and sucked on my tits as he continued to work his black cock in and out of my by now totally cock hungry pussyass. By now I was working my pussyass hard against his cock, pushing my ass hard against his thrusting cock as I moaned and begged him to fuck me and make me his feminized whore begging for his black cock. Brandon suddenly lifted me up with my pussyass still impaled on his black cock, leaned back against the bed and had me straddling him as I rode his black cock like a total slut that I have become. Brandon sat up on the bed as I rode him and sucked on my right breast as his hands played with my left breast. Juan in the meantime was busy recording how I have been turned from a shy bottom into such a slut bouncing up and down on his black friends bare cock, breast thrust into his mouth begging for him to fuck me and cum in me. As I rode Brandon's cock, I became a totally unthinking slut whose only thought was the cock that I was riding on. I made sure I pulled completely out of Brandon's cock before I sat down on it till it was fully in me before pulling it out again. I was just totally lost in the sensation of having his whole 9 in cock sliding in and out of my pussyass while he sucked and played with my tits. Brandon started fucking me hard and fast and telling me that I am his crystal whore and that he is going to fill me full of his cum and mark me with his cum so that my only thought is that I have been impregnated by him and that I am now his feminized slut whore for him to do as he wish and to keep filled with black cum till my pussyass won’t need any lube because of the amount of cum in me all the time. With that he plunged his cock all the way in my pussyass and I felt his cock spasm as he pumped gallons of his black cum into my hungry pussyass. With his cum, he kept repeating that I am now his black cock whore and that all I can think of is his black cock and that my one and only purpose from now on is to be a total whore for him and Juan. When he pulled out, Juan moved the camera up close to film all the thick creamy cum gushing out from my stretch and open pussy. He then plunged his cock in me as Brandon took over the filming of my pussyass being ravaged bareback by Juan's cock. As Juan fucked me, you can see the cum being forced out of my pussyass. It was now Juan's turn to tell me repeatedly that I am now a total slut whore and that the only thing on my mind is to be filled by big cocks. Brandon pushed his semi hard cock into my mouth as Juan fucked me and once again I have both my holes filled with cocks. The fucking went on for such a long time that the video ran out of memory. After hours of being used, my mind went totally blank and I woke up with Juan's cock plugged in my pussyass and my mouth suckling on Brandon's cock. They told me to shower and cleaned up as they are going to bring me out and show me off as their feminized whore. I had washed up with soap and just as I was about to clean out all the cum in my hole. They both entered the shower naked, still sporting hard-ons. Brandon said, “Stop cleaning out the cum from your pussy, we have another gift for you bend over”. I thought we’re going to do it in the shower. Juan pushed his hard cock it my still cum lubed pussyass. I pushed back and started to move forward to fuck myself on Juan’s hard cock but Brandon grabbed my shoulders and told me to hold still. Then he told Juan to go ahead, do it. I felt warm liquid filling my ass. He was pissing in me! Then Oh wow! I started to see colors and was rushing again. My pussy ass was so stretched the mix of cum and Tina was running down my legs. Brandon quickly got behind me, grabbed my should from behind and shoved his entire 9 inches into me, bottoming out. He said for me to be still and not move. Again I felt the warm liquid fill deep into my bowels. I was fuckin’ flying again! Brandon was still holding onto me with his big huge dick filling me up. I felt like a wet doll impaled on his huge cock. I just kept rushing. Then he said that’s it, my Tina piss is so far up there it won’t leak out anytime soon. As I stood up, He asked me, “didn’t I tell you it would be good”. I bent over again spreading my ass cheeks apart trying to back up on his cock but he moved away. So then I went to kneel down to suck his cock, but he said there will be plenty more of that tonight and to finish cleaning up. They then when I came out of the shower and while I was drying off, Juan was there. He laced me up even tighter in the waist cincher, had me put on my stockings. I was wondering about my underwear but there wasn’t much need for it to hold my fem. cock in as it had shrunk into a tiny 2in clit on account of the crystal. I was given a silky blouse this time, the blouse was a wrap around blouse and my tits could be seen almost popping out every time I moved. I put on my heels and a really short leather skirt to complete my whore outfit. He had me put on some makeup and sluttish red lipstick on my big lips. Brandon said to hold on, he kissed me, I could feel his hard body against my tits and the sensation of his chest rubbing against my tits through the silk blouse was starting to turn me on again especially as he kept his mouth locked on mine as the meth was working on my brain. As I got more and more turned on by the crystal, I felt Juan lubing up my pussyass and then inserting an enema bulb into my pussyass. I felt warm liquid up my pussyass and with the crystal working its magic on my brain; I was fast becoming a total slut pushing my pussyass against Juan. When he had squeezed every last drop of the liquid in me, he instructed me to hold it in and then inserted a huge vibrating butt plug into my pussyass, plugging me up and preventing the liquid from flowing out. I was then made to put on a pair of thongs that pushed hard against the butt plug preventing the butt plug from sliding out. By now I was reeling from the effects of the crystal that Juan had forced in me. I could feel the liquid in my pussyass weighing me down. As we stepped out, Juan told me that I am going to be a total slut tonight as the liquid he had forced in me contained lots of crystal and that it would ensure that I remained totally high and horny the whole night long and that it would ensure that I won’t be able to resist when they have a group use me and they film how I have become a totally feminine whore that gets gangbanged. By now, the large booty bump started to get me really high and I was totally horny as I tried to walk on my 5 inch heels. The movement was making my nipples rubbing against the blouse and turning me on even more. In the car, both Juan and Brandon kept running their hands all over my tits, caressing my body, teasing my pussyass by turning the vibrating butt plug on and off. By the time I reached our destination, I was so totally tweaked and turned on; the only thing on my mind was to be used by cocks, lots and lots of cocks.... If you like this story please let me know  and I’ll let you know where we went and what happen there… tinapantybtm@gmail.com

One of my favorite times of every year here in Las Vegas are the first 2 weeks of December. For 10 days each Dec., Las Vegas hosts the National Rodeo Finals. The town is filled with nearly 30,000 rodeo cowboys and rodeo lovers. There are a couple of cowboys that I've been hooking up with each year. But they can be a bit paranoid about having me come to their hotel rooms, for fear that one of their cowboy buddies might find out. This year I decided to get a room at a cheap motel, just across the freeway from the LV Strip Hotels and host there. I love this particular motel. It has parking just in front of the rooms. It's easy access for both the out of towners staying on The Strip as well as locals. And there are two large lots on either side of the motel for 18 wheel trucks to spend the night. I like to get a room at this place every few months. Just to whore out and take loads. The first night I had the room, I invited both of my cowboy regulars to my room. They both fucked me and seemed to be a lot more relaxed coming to my room, instead of hosting in theirs. Both guys consider themselves str8. But both say they look forward to our yearly fuck. I sure do enjoy sucking, rimming and fucking with both those masculine cowboy studs. One guy is from Austin, TX. The other from South Dakota. Hot fuckers! The second night that I had the room, I decided I wanted to try an anonymous pump and dump in my room. I posted on BBRT.com, Squirt and Craigslist. I posted my KIK number on all the ads. I said in my ad that starting at 11pm, I would have my door unlocked. Just come in, find me ass up, and fuck me. It had to be raw. No condoms allowed. I got my room ready with several bottles of lube and poppers, tissue boxes and wet wipes set on both bedside tables and on the dresser. I also had my own bottle of poppers that I alone would use for the evening. By 10:45p I was douched, showered and had the lights off. At 10:50p the first guy came into my room. He felt my ass and fingered my hole for a minute or two. Then I felt him drizzle some cold lube on my ass and his finger slid some up inside me. His finger was soon replaced by his hard cock. He was a quick draw. He probably only fucked me for a couple of minutes, before he groaned and filled my ass with the first load of the evening. He pulled out, pulled up his pants and was out of the room in all under 5 minutes. At about 11:05p my door opened again. Another guy came in, quickly stepped up behind me, lowered his pants and slid inside me. His fuck was a bit longer. Maybe 10 minutes. Just before he came inside me, I heard the door open again. Another guy had come in. He undressed as he watched the other guy fuck me. And as soon as that guy had filled my ass with his load, the 3rd guy stepped behind me and sipped in my hole. As #3 fucked me, #2 pulled up his pants and left. Guy #3 really pounded me hard. He was really enjoying his ride. He took about 20 minutes of pounding, before he emptied his balls inside me. Within 45 minutes, I had taken the first 3 loads of the evening. I was thinking, "This is going to be a great evening". But then I went for over an hour without anyone showing up. I was starting to get discouraged, but at about 1am another guy walked into my room. I was sitting in a chair, checking emails on my phone. So I just dropped to my knees. He stepped up to me, unzipped and fed me his cock. I sucked him hard. Then I got up, knelt on the edge of the bed and sniffed some poppers, as he removed his shoes and pants. Soon he was sliding his dick up inside my cum lubed ass. He was a rough fuck. Really slamming into me. A good, hard 10 minute fuck finally resulted in load #4 going inside me. After #4 had cum and gone, I checked my emails and KIK. There were 8 messages on KIK and well over a dozen emails and messages on BBRT & Squirt. I replied to them all, giving them all my hotel address and room number. Knowing that usually, just a small portion of the guys that reply, will actually show up. But, you never know? And on this particular evening, I'd say that the vast majority of the guys that replied, actually did show up. As I've learned in the past, here in Las Vegas, as the evening gets later, the anonymous tops seem to multiply. And the str8 guys that have been hanging out at the strip clubs, getting lap dances, are now horny, drunk and tired. They want to shoot a load and get to bed. By this time in the evening, they don't really care about whether the hole is male or female. They just need a warm hole to get them off. From about 1:30am till about 4am, I had a steady stream of horny guys coming into my dark room. I sucked a few, ate a few asses, but most chose to fuck my raw ass. I really have no clue how many loads I ended up taking that night? I totally lost count. But, I'm guessing that I took about 15 or 16 loads in my ass alone, that night. A personal best. Most loads went in my ass. Two loads went down my throat. And one guy jacked off into my mouth. One guy never even made it to one of my holes. He was standing next to me, watching another guy fucking me. He was so turned on, that he sprayed his cum all over us as he watched. One of my regular cowboys that had fucked me the previous evening, came back to fuck me again that night. Even though the room was pretty dark, the majority of the guys seemed to be str8 cowboys. More than likely, even a trucker or two. Since there's overnight 18 wheeler parking on both sides of this motel. I was more than happy to be the hole for them to deposit their straight sperm inside. By 4am, the flow of guys had slowed. So I pulled the duct tape off the door lock. Locked the door and climbed into bed. As you would expect, I woke up the next morning a bit sore, lying in wet sheets, covered with sweet smelling cum. I do have to say, that Rodeo Finals once again was some of the best raw fucking I get each year. There is just nothing I love more than being a cum whore and cum depository for str8 guy loads. Not only was my asshole sore as hell for a couple of days, but I could barely walk, because my thigh muscles were sore from being on my knees for that many hours. But, I'm not complaining. I loved every single minute. And I will do it again in a nano-second when I get the opportunity.

1. The Pary I slipped back into the booth setting my beer down on the round table as I did so and nodded to the booth’s other occupant. I had never been too keen on gay bars but it was my roommate’s birthday so he had gotten to pick the bar. It was still early in the night, the bar was still quiet, a person could actually hear himself speak, and so far only one of my roommate’s other friends had shown up. Austin, my roommate had gone off to the bathroom while I went to the bar to grab myself another beer, which now left me alone with his friend Rick. Rick was a bit older then I was maybe twenty-six, or twenty-seven, to my twenty-four. He was tall and powerfully built, with broad shoulders and thick muscular arms. His strong square pecs were clearly visible through his black v-neck t-shirt, and this thick growth of dark black hair sprouted up around the base of his neck. He was just the sort of guy that I normally go for, a total man’s man, if there was such a thing any more. I myself was a little shorter then he, with sandy blond hair, and a tight runner’s body that I worked hard to maintain. Around my sophomore year of college I had started to get a bit hairy, and now a year after graduation I was quite proud of the broad swath of light brown hair that grew across my chest and stomach; however I was now where near as hairy as Rick promised to be. “How long have you known Austin,” Rick said, in a deep voice, shifting round the booth a bit to get closer to me. “We met freshmen year of college, we lived across the hall from each other actually.” “And now you’re roommates? Or something more?” “No, just roommates. There’s never been anything like that between us,” I said truthfully. Austin and I had become friends living in the dorms at Northwestern and then roommates when we both moved off campus our junior years. It had seemed logical after graduation when we both got jobs in Chicago to continue the arrangement and get a place together in the city. Our two-bedroom Wrigleyville apartment was small and a bit cramped but we had found a place in a pretty good part of the neighborhood and sometimes the sun even shown through my window in the morning. “What about you,” I asked, “how do you know Austin?” “I met him a year ago, just after he moved to the city…well actually, right here,” he gestured to the bar around him, “been fucking the shit out of him since.” I was a little taken aback and just blinked at Rick. I had never really been comfortable discussing my own sex life, and I was most certainly uncomfortable discussing my roommate and best friend’s sex life. “Excuse me,” I stammered. “Yeah, I’ve probably wrecked that boy’s hot ass once a week sense we met. Except for when he plows me with that donkey dick of his.” The way that he said that sounded like he assumed that I had first hand experience with Austin’s donkey dick. Just then Austin came back followed by two girls and a couple more guys. The night suddenly took off from there, drinks were ordered all around and many shots started appearing at the table. Eventually the bar filled up and everyone ended up on the writhing mess that made up the dance floor. Austin, having drank more then his skinny little twink frame could handle, and possibly more then I had ever seen him drink before, had lost all of his inhibitions and was grinding his ass unapologetically on Rick’s crotch. Amongst the mess of sweaty gyrating bodies I was the only one who noticed the pair. My gaze was drawn to them as I watched my normally quiet and demure roommate grind his ass hungrily onto this big hulk of a man’s crotch. More drinks were had, and more dancing, Austin kept pace but was fading fast. As it drew close to closing time he had devolved into a sweaty, sloppy, drunken mess. When the lights came on and the bar started to clear out, I scooped Austin up from the booth he had half sat half fallen into for the past ten minutes and started to guide him towards the door. Several of his friends asked if I needed help with him, I assured them I was fine and started to steer him towards home. Just as I got to the corner and started to push Austin towards the L station, Rick caught up with us and slipped Austin’s other arm around his shoulder taking some of the, what was quickly becoming, dead weight that was my roommate. “Looked like you could use a hand,” he remarked. Again I assured him that I was fine, but Rick wasn’t taking no for an answer. He helped me get Austin onto the train, rode the two stops to our apartment and then helped me shove him up the steps to our door. Once we had pored him into his bed, rolled him onto his side, stuffed a pillow under his head, and closed the door, Rick finally broke the silence that had fallen between us. “You’re a good friend, taking care of him like that.” “Thanks,” I said, “and thanks for your help. He would have been a lot to handle on my own once he passed out on the train.” “No problem,” he smiled a broad toothy smile. “Do you want a glass of water or something?” I asked. “Yeah that would be great, those damn clubs are always so hot. I’m always so sweaty and hot afterwards.” I laughed and turned to the little kitchen area just off the living room. I filled two glasses of water from the pitcher in the fridge and turned back to face Rick. He had pulled off his black v-neck shirt and now stood bare chested facing me. His broad square pecs looked even more impressive then I had guessed they would through his shirt. Covered in a thick dark forest of hair they each sported a warm pink nipple the left one adorned with a single silver bar through it. He didn’t have a six pack but rather the single broad powerful patch of muscle that came from manual labor not a gym. A deep v of muscle framed the dense, dark, almost black, treasure trail that vanished into his low slung dark jeans. My cock twitched. His skin still glistened with sweat slightly. I felt my mouth go a little dry. He smiled that big toothy grin at me again. I handed him the water silently, his fingers brushing against mine as he took the water. “Too bad Austin got so drunk tonight,” he said the smile faltering a little. “Why is that,” I asked. “Well I’ve been saving up this birthday present for him all week,” he said, something new creeping into his sparkling brown eyes, “but I guess I’ll just have to give it to someone else.” “Could always wait till tomorrow,” I laughed, feeling a little nervous now. “Can’t wait that long, I’ve been saving this up all week, it’s now or never,” he took a step closer and as I leaned back to keep the distance between us equal I felt the kitchen counter firm behind my back. I laughed nervously again, as he stepped just a little bit closer. “So what is this present that Austin’s going to miss out on now,” I asked, guessing that I probably already knew the answer. “What do you think it is?” he asked, the hand not holding his glass of water now drifting to his crotch. “Dunno,” I said quietly trying to keep my eyes on his face. “A big hot six day load from my big, fat, beer can cock shot right up your roommate's cunt," he answered in a whisper. He was now only a foot away from me, and I heard him set his glass down on the counter with a clink. “But,” he continued, leaning in a little bit more his mouth getting closer to mine, “I guess I could always find some slut on Grindr to give it too. Unless,” he paused, his mouth now only an inch from mine, “There was a hot bottom boy right in front of me I could give this gift to.” With that he finally closed the gap, his mouth pressing hard to mine. I resisted for a moment, but when the hand that had been holding his water came to rest on the small of my back pulling me tight to his hairy slightly sweaty body, I melted. My lips parted and I let his tongue slip into my mouth, wrestling with my own. His hands slid over my body, slipping under my shirt, running up and down my back. He broke the kiss only to quickly pull my shirt off over my head. With my shirt now gone his hands slid down my back till the rested on my ass. He kneaded at the meaty flesh, and pulled away to say, “Damn you’ve got a hot ass. How the hell has Austin been able to resist this for so long?” “I always thought Austin was, like me, a total bottom,” I replied, a bit breathlessly. “With a cock like his that would be a fucking crime. Now get on your knees and get my cock out. I wanna see it down your throat before I stuff it up your ass.” He spun us around so that he was now the one with his back against the counter and I immediately fell to my knees. Normally I am not a hook up sort of person, but Rick was so fucking hot, between his amazing body, the slight stench of sweat that clung to him, his brick demanding manor, and the considerable amount of beer I had had I never once thought of saying no to him. I fumbled for a moment with his button fly but soon had his pants around his ankles. He wore no underwear, so I was face to face with Rick’s self proclaimed “big, fat, beer can cock.” He had not been exaggerating. It was like being face to face with a flesh colored can of Guinness. The massive, heavily veined, organ sprouted from a dense patch of black pubes and sported two almost absurdly low hanging swollen balls beneath it. Without being told to I stretched my mouth widely and too the bulbous mushroom head in my mouth. I worked as much as I could into my mouth, slobbering all over the shaft as I did so. I put my hands on his strong hips trying to pull myself forward. His hands soon came to rest of the back of my head pressing me into him, forcing more of his cock down my throat. Precum began to ooze from his cock, filling my mouth, and dripping out the corners of my lips along with my own spit and he started to face-fuck me. Rick groaned in pleasure as my throat worked his cock, and my own cock strained against my pants. Though I never would admit it I loved rough sex, I loved being used, and this big hunk of a man was doing just that. After I don’t know how long, he stopped and pulled his cock from my mouth. He dragged me to my feet and kissed me before saying, “Strip.” I shucked the last of my clothing, and stood naked before him, my own modest six and a half inch cock shinny with precum. He kissed me again and then said something that surprised me, “Sit on my face, I wanna work your hole open before I fill you with my fat cock.” I stepped back and he lay down on the floor right out side of the door to where Austin slept. At this point I didn’t care and as soon as he was down I knelt down over him putting my ass right on his face. As his tongue found my hole I bent forward and did my best to swallow his cock again. Rick clearly took pleasure from eating ass and as his tongue danced around my hole I felt myself opening up to him, my sphincter relaxing far quicker then it normally did. Relaxing my hole wasn’t enough for him and he pressed his tongue into me, occasionally slipping a finger in too. I was moaning around his cock, groaning desperately as waves of pleasure crashed over me. It was a good thing that Austin was completely passed out cause there was no way he would have slept through my desperate whimperings and moanings of pleasure as Rick lapped at my hole. Finally I couldn’t take any more of it and I pulled my mouth off of his cock, quickly turning around so that I was now straddling his hips. I kissed him hard on the mouth, rocking my hips back and forth I felt his spit-slicked cock sliding up and down my equally slick crack. When I had spun around I had intended to get him into my room, into my bed, quickly get a condom on his cock and stuff his fat tool deep inside of me, but when I felt his mushroom head make contact with my well loosened hole, I did something that I never do out of a relationship. I pressed back with my hips, pushing my ass onto his cock, Rick locked eyes with me and shifted his pelvis forward a little bit. The head of his cock began to work its way inside of me, stretching me wider and wider as it entered. The thought of stopping seemed impossible, plus he had basically told me that he was going to be dumping a load in Austin tonight, and Austin would mess around with someone who wasn’t safe. I moaned loudly, my eyes rolling into the back of my head as his cock sank deeper and deeper into me. When I finally felt his pubes on my taint I felt more full then I had ever before. Rick smiled that same toothy smile and started to rock his hips, fucking his cock into me slowly as I got use to the size of his cock. I felt like he was pulling my intestines out with his cock each time he retreated and punching them back in again with each inward thrust. He pulled me to him and started to kiss me deeply again. Somehow he managed to flip us both over, his arms tight around me, his cock never leaving my hole, so that I was now on my back and he was between my wide spread legs. The gentle fucking was over now. Rick from his new position shifted my legs to his shoulders and left forward essentially bending me in half, and then began to hammer away at my hole. This was how I loved to be fucked, on my back like a whore, taking cock deep and hard. Rick seemed to understand that without my having to explain it to him. He whispered “I’m gonna wreck your hole boy and then give you my gift. You want it boy?” “Yes,” I panted, sweat springing up on my face, “Give me Austin’s birthday present.” He completed my hole, telling me how it fit his fat cock like a warm glove. I could feel myself becoming loose around him, and I squeezed my ass tighter working his cock with my sphincter. I honestly have no idea how long he fucked me on the floor that night, all that I knew is that when he finally growled, “Here comes your present slut,” I had become sweaty, sloppy, mess, begging Rick to use my hole. Rick slammed into me one last time, bottoming out completely and causing me to yelp, as he said, “Take my fucking load bitch!” I felt his cock twitching in my hole and I knew that he was flooding me with six days worth of built-up cum. I moaned and felt my own cock twitch as I shot a load all over my self without even touching my cock. We stayed like that for a long moment, laying there with his cock still buried deep in my now cum filled hole, in a sweaty heap, before finally Rick said, “Damn, you’ve got a better ass even then Austin. I’m gonna have to start breeding your hole regularly.” I laughed, “Why don’t we go crash in my bed for a while. If you’re up for it in the morning we can go for round two.” “Sure thing,” he flashed that toothy grin again and pulled his cock slowly from my hole. I clenched tight as he withdrew trying to keep the massive amount of cum he had shot inside me. I mostly succeeded and I showed him to my room with just a thin trickle of cum running down my leg. Rick walked closely behind me, kissing my neck as we walked, his cock quickly rising to full mast again. By the time we got to the bed he had slipped his cock back into me and was slow fucking my wrecked hole. We did sleep that night but not much, by the time we passed out around seven in the morning I had two more loads in my ass. Together we fell asleep in my bed, Rick’s cock just inches from my well-used hole, the door to my room left wide open in our drunken horniness.

After years of denial of who I really am, being uptight, playing on the DL when I wanted dick then back to pussy thinking it's gone. I finally gave in n let the inner fag come out. I was still worried about being caught in the act. That changed one night when I went to a gay bar, I didn't know anybody at 1st. Then an old co worker came up n we started talking n he invited me to his table where 5-6 guys were. "What are u doing in here, Erik? I thought u were straight." I had several drinks n my tongue had listened. "I'm bi, I just hide it well. Im newly single n decided to test these waters since I haven't in a few years." We talked n I started feeling really drunk n horny. Taylor n his friends had been flirting w me more n more, my usually uptight ass was eating it up. Taylor asked me if liked to get high on anything other than weed & if I ever done Tina. I told him I tried it w my ex gf n it had no effect on me other than a limp dick, but I loved the high. He said maybe I tried it w the wrong sex, we went to the bathroom stall w his bf n we smoked some shards. He told me he had spiked my drink w GCB is why I was so drunk n my dick was bulging. He also told me that him n Jon wanted me when we worked together. There I was, spun as hell, really starting to want him n bf then n there. The guys fucking in the next stall fed it, he reached over n rubbed my throbbing cock n Jon rubbed his. Omg what have u done to me? I'm so horny. He leaned towards me n whispered, awakened the cock slut in u. It seems when a guy rubs ur dick on this ur extremly horny. We are going to a party w more drugs n sex,wanna get real crazy n go? Or we can go to our house n party there. I was beside myself w list for them, I was rubbing their dicks, hitting the pipe when I felt a finger slide into my ass. I moaned as he worked it around, I just pushed a huge shard in ur ass, it seems u like ur ass w things in it. The rush hit me, our neighbor was moaning like a whore begging to be fucked harder n I was being fingered n rubbing both their dicks. I was in heat n Taylor was working my ass so good as he said, I had a feeling about u cuz I caught u checking out the guys, now I'm finally gonna fuck u. I got on my knees n sucked their dicks hungrily, I had never wanted dick so bad, my ass was craving cocks bad. Yeah that's it, tease our cocks n ull get all u want. Meths got u so hot for it ud probably take on every dick in here. Jon said, damn he can really suck dick, I bet that ass is nice n tight. Oh yeah, he's loving it. Wanna go to an orgy n get higher n let lose? Omg yes, I panted, I never been in one. We straightened up n rejoined their party, they looked at us n smiled knowingly. They told them that they had talked me into the orgy tonight, n everybody was happy. We stayed a lil while longer, was rubbed, hugged n groped by all 10 guys at the table. We went back to the restroom again to smoke more, 4 of us crammed into that stall, I was beside myself wanting every guy I saw. They had given me 4 more booty bumps n I couldn't control it any longer. I sucked off a dick that came thru the hole in the stall in less than 5 minutes. Holy shit boys, we got to get this slut to our party. He's about to get a line started here. Reluctently we left the bar n headed to Taylors house, on the way I was in the middle of back seat making out w Taylor n jon their hands were all over me n mine on them. More later

i just got an oraquick kit for free It was a surprised how turned on i got waiting the 20 mins for the result. They make it a little erotic by having you cover the test stick with a little flap that you have to pull back to reveal your result, i sat on a huge dildo and fucked my ass and jerked off while waiting. i shot my load and pulled the cover back to see only one line, so neg. I wasnt sure this time if it would be as i have been getting bred and fisted by a mexican who doesnt speak English, so never really knew his status, still dont lol.

As expected my first BB was "accidental" but the second time wasn't planned either - It wasn't until the third time that I wanted my date raw. I had recently lost significant weight and had to get use to new found frequent attention and gain confidence. This partially led to the first barebacking. A Brazilian from CL came over to fuck me - we didn't speak about fucking raw. I was still operating on the always safe theory. He had only posted a dick pic in ad. So when he ended up being a literal adonis I was - i'm ashamed to admit - dumbstruck. My inner fat boy was like he will never want you - he'll just do the kind excuse and leave. So when we progressed to making out and sucking and then being pushed on my back legs bent at edge of bed I was mentally nonfunctional. He ate my ass out and then knelt up on the bed to prepare to fuck me. His motions made me think he grabbed a condom and lube. He slowly entered my ass in missionary and I never saw his dick - I was lost at looking at his beautiful body on me. When he came and pulled out I realized that he didn't have a condom on and he just came in me. The second time was with a older Latin guy from A4A. He was a tall attractive muscle bear. He took me to his bedroom. I was straddled over his stomach. He rubbed his dick over my hole a number of times which people did a lot before putting on a condom. I expected the same thing to happen this time. However, he slips his dick up into my ass. Again, I thought he was too hot for me and my horny self wanted to get fucked so I just rode him bare. He came in me while fucking me missionary. When I got up to clean up in the bathroom - I noticed prescription bottles on exposed shelf. This was before the popular one a day pills - and I can't remember what the pills were- but I somehow deduced they were HIV pills from label description. I left worried and pissed at self for being an idiot - That was the guy who secretly converted me. Finally, my next hook up was with a sexy top from A4A. He was near my age, tall, very attractive. When I got to his place we hung out watching a movie in his room. We laid in bed cuddled and making out. He had a thick 8" uncut cock. That was the first time I wanted to fuck raw. Sucking led to him asking if I was down to get fucked. I of course said yes. He asked if I had a condom and I didn't. Deflated he said he didn't get to store to replenish. This left us in a holding pattern that had me continue sucking him. Now of course - I went hard on his dick - I wanted him to want to fuck me so bad he would forget about the condoms. That is exactly what happened. We were kissing while he fingered my hole. He said "damn, I want to fuck you so bad. I should have just went downstairs when you first got here." I grabbed his dick and said coyly "We could give it a try." So I sat on him and rode his raw dick (for the first time intentionally). Since then I've always wanted bare cock.

Everytime a hot sexy top jacks off, a kitten dies. The Bible says that it is better to cast your seed in the belly of a whore than to spill it on the ground. In other words, tops should be dumping their cock juice in a mouth or ass of a bottom, where it can be appreciated. On top of that, I love a man that has enough self control to not jack off for a few days to a week, only to give into his animalistic lust and utterly destroy my hole for hours on end until every last drop of his cum is in me or on me.

I always beat off to that tale. Where did it go??

If Vinnie hadn't done that, the mut could have done major damage to Jeremy. Also, the dog seemed to only listen to Shaftow. So who knows what it would have done. It was one of those things that Vinnie knew he had to do to save Jeremy and himself.

Love this story and he could come and do me anytime at all.

It certainly did turn to the dark side, Shaftow deserved his fate but the poor mut was just doing what he had been trained to do. I can see a love affair blooming.

Love getting piss in my ass. Nothing like daddy's piss flowing out of my hole.

I think you need to post more pics of your boy. Here's my addition ... It wasn't until I watched my partner getting fucked and bred that I realized how much I wanted that tight little hole of his poz. We had had some group action, and him getting fucked a few times without me. In our first 3 months together he had taken loads from 10 raw cocks other than mine. If we were going to be open sexually I wanted him poz. We’d talk about fucking and getting fucked but it usually led to me breeding his ass. Andrew is just 21 and his ass is so tight and covered in this dark fuzz that I love; when I see him naked, I want to breed him. As much as I wanted Andrew to go poz, I was still neg, and since I only top, I knew it would be hard for me to ever catch the bug and share it with him. I knew I’d need someone else’s help to do this for me. I created a profile on BBRT and setup a costume sex party for Halloween. “Whoring out my 21yo boyfriend all night, no age or race hang ups – costumes preferred, but the less clothing the better”. I made Andrew help me decorate, I told him we were having a Halloween costume party. I love Andrew’s dark hair and it gave me the perfect idea for a costume for him. I handed him a pair of black thong underwear, cock covered – ass exposed, “Put this on”, “What is it?”, “That’s your costume”, he looked at it and then me a bit suspiciously, “You can put them on after your body paint dries … I’ll be doing your body make up”. It took a bit of work but I painted him from the neck down in black body make-up and used a template to get the black covering for his eyes, “You’re hardcore you know that?”, “Shushhh… I’m not done yet. Stand still for a few minutes so it can dry.” “Hurry up I need to piss…”, “You’re not dry yet … don’t you dare touch your cock”. I grabbed a large glass from the kitchen and placed it under his cock, “Go”, “Wha… “, “Piss babe … you said you gotta piss, so piss… you can’t move from here ‘til your dry – and don’t touch your cock!”. I could see him trying and then I heard his flow. He filled the glass with piss, cooing as he emptied his bladder, “finally… had to go bad … since you started”. With the glass warm and almost completely full I stood up and looked at him smiling, “Thirsty?” I said rather seriously. He just looked at me, and then feeling brave, I moved the glass to my lips and took a large sip. I could see the look of disgust on his face, “It’s just you babe, maybe I won’t share it with you”, this time I took a huge gulp and looked him directly in the eye as I swallowed it down. “Let me try”, he said. I could see his hands moving as I held the glass to his lips, “Don’t touch it, … I’ll hold it for you”. I held the glass to his lips and tilted it so he’d have to take a big gulp. He swallowed it down, then kind of grimaced. I took another gulp and held it up to him and he took another gulp. We kept this up until we finished the glass without saying another word. Now I was horny and needed to finish getting things ready instead of just holding him down and fucking him. After his black body paint dried, he put on his thong, and I finished him up with blue on his back and shoulders. “Sexiest Nightwing ever”, I said, “And what’s your costume?”, he asked. I grabbed a small bag and put on the smallest pair of green underwear I’ve ever seen, I got it from a child’s Aqua man costume for the gold band and decoration. Then I put on two gold wristbands, “What do you think?”, “That’s it … I’m almost naked and covered in body paint and that’s it?”, “That’s it … easy access boy”, and I flashed my cock at him (that always shuts him up) nearly tearing the way-too-small briefs. As our cocks got hard they made great outlines in our briefs and I knew tonight would be a very good time. Guys started to arrive in costume, many quickly realizing they were wearing too much, and the party almost immediately de-evolved into a naked flesh party with Nightwing’s hot bubble butt served up for all tops to dump in. I knew my best change to get my boy poz was an orgy, and in fact, almost all of the guys I approved were either HIV+ undetectable or not on meds. With my boy on the bed the first guy, dressed like Superman, fucked and bred him in about 10 minutes. With his costume I couldn’t really remember him from his profile, but I was pretty sure he was poz. The guys crowded around my boy and he took load after load. After an hour or so and what must have been his 7th load I still had not yet heard the word “poz” spoken, I needed my boy to know this was his conversion party and his partner had sets things up to make it happen. Once Flash finished dropping a load in him I slipped in, “Oh fuck … oh fuck babe, love that tight ass, love this fucking poz cum filled hole”, my boy didn’t even flinch he just kept sucking the guy in front of him, but at least now it was said. “That’s right boy … hope you wanted poz cum in your ass because you’re getting lots of it tonight”. Thinking about those words I fucked and fucked and fucked him, his ass was so slippery with cum I knew my cock wouldn’t last long. “Ohhhh fuck babe ... You’re gonna get my load … oh fuck … oh fuck … AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH … OH FUCK!”, and my load came squirting out of my cock at 100 mph deep into his poz-filled ass. Part of me imagined my cum pushing and forcing the previous poz loads deeper into his boy and helping convert him. The party continued for another couple of hours with some guys going twice. Unless I lost count my boy took 21 known poz loads and one neg one from me. By the time everyone left his ass and his muscles were sore from all the positions and fucking. I cuddled him with my cock in the crack of his ass hoping that my little party had done the trick and now my boy would be HIV+.

Holy fuck. You weren't kidding or exaggerating when you said this was going to take a dark turn. And down the rabbit hole we go. My first thought was fear that Jeremy was going to meet a worse fate then he did this night. Then I was fascinated at the contrast between the first and second parts. Vinnie and Jeremy in a truly erotic situation...to the horror in the "shoot." Knowing that there are more unsavory characters involved here, I wonder what the aftermath of this will be. One development has to be that Vinnie maybe has somewhat of a heart. This was no longer business. A human being was involved. Not merchandise or "the bitch" but a young man who apparently woke up the human side of Vinnie. If only for a moment. Good chapter however strange the events took us along with the characters. Finally, the "interlude," which probably stole the show so to speak. Ironically, seeing as how many of us can be who we want to be on the Internet, I'm not sure what to believe. Except that this story and it's characters are so well written in their detail and plot. So I'm inclined to believe that at least some of what you wrote is true. Even if only part of your true tale is real, what an incredible story. ***I never write this much commentary on a story. Ever. Yet what you have here is so compelling that I have to. The story is well-deserving. Though it's what's behind this "fictional piece" that cement it as a work of art, however mind bending it may be.

THE FURNACE MAN #3 I crawled onto the bed and wiggled my ass at him. “Rim it again,” I told him. Apparently he didn’t need to be told twice. He slid the plug back out of my ass and dove in tongue first, probing my hole for as much cum as he could get. I thought he’d awakened a fire in me, but his first taste of cum downstairs had awakened a fire in him, too. More like hunger, really, just like the hunger my hole often felt. He licked, probed and slurped my butt for a good fifteen minutes at least, enjoying tasting it all. He just couldn’t get enough. When he finally came up for air, he wore a huge satisfied grin. Mind you, his face was all sloppy with juices, but I leaned in and helped clean up with some tongue work of my own. In addition, evidently the taste of cum had the same effect on him as it does on me: one taste and his dick was ramrod hard. He was ready to go again. This time I had him lay on his back and I lowered myself onto his upright rod, immediately impaling myself, slamming up and down over and over again. We had gone past the point of enjoying the sex and gone into more of a sex-crazed state of mind. We were both desperate to get more cum. I wanted more come in my ass and he wanted it in his mouth. I rode him, and rode him hard, determined to work another quick load out of his balls. My hips and thighs were hurting but I couldn’t give up. I knew I would be walking funny for days to come, but I didn’t care. Nothing was going to stop me. After several minutes of feverish pounding, he was getting close, so he took hold of my hips and helped slam me down harder into his pelvis. Our mutual desperation was definitely translating into the way we were fucking: we were both becoming more aggressive. I think that he knew that he could ram me as hard as he wanted at this point and it wouldn’t hurt me. This was uninhibited sex at it’s very best. Finally he roared loudly as he lifted his hips up off of the bed, carrying me up with him, as he drove his cock as far into my guts as he possibly could, while his stud juice flowed deep inside me. After the first couple of pulses of his dick, we fell back down to the mattress and I worked my ass muscles on him to suck the rest of his load out of his balls. That was load number four. I got nine loads in my ass from him that night, and broke his record good! Our fucks after that fourth load became more and more intense, bordering on violent. My hole was sloppy and wide open for him at this point, so I only felt insane pleasure. He ate my ass after load six and after the ninth, sharing that final helping of cum with me in a sloppy kiss before we finally collapsed and fell asleep in a tangle of sweaty body parts, stinking of sweat and sex and cum. We had literally fucked all night long, taking hydration and snack breaks a couple of times in between, and only fell asleep going on six in the morning. He called in sick to work so we could sleep. He didn’t hang around for long after we finally woke up just after one in the afternoon. We talked a bit about how amazing that had been, and we will fuck again now that he knows he can call me whenever, but it is clear to both of us that we are not to be anything other than fuck friends. He’s got a lot of catching up to do, learning more of his own interests and limits, such as he needs to figure out just far he wants to go. With all of his enthusiasm and passion that night, I would say he is gay now, but clearly that’s for him to decide. Moreover, if you’ve read any of my other writing, you know that I am on my own path, and I doubt that he will be ready for anything like that for a long time. But you never know.

I love to fuck; but I also like to suck. And I'm pretty good at it I might add. Every morning as I go to work I pass a parking along a highway. I stop when traffic allows, but it's kind of a hit or miss place, and lately it's mostly miss. I guess men or truckers aren't horny in the morning. Today though when I pulled up another car was parked there. I got out , went next to the other car pretending I needed to piss. Flashed my dick a bit and saw the guy was looking, so I waisted no time. Took a look through the window on the passenger side, and saw the guy had pulled down his pants and underwear and showed me a nice dick. Got in the car, and started to suck his hot dick. Moans followed and the guy even started playing with my hair. Love it when they do that. Not long after that i heard him say that he was close to cumming but didn't have a handkerchief with him. Wich made me smile , but I told him that I would swallow his cum. This he liked, he pushed my head over his dick, made sure I couldn't get away and gave me a big grunt and a BIG load. I swallowed. After that he told me I was a real champ that his wife (I had seen and felt the ring) never swallowed his cum and that he would stop more often and keep a look out for my car.

I was 10.....started sucking my friend's dad's cock and watching hardcore gay porn when I was 8, loved it and he let me try whatever I wanted...except fucking no matter how much I begged. He said I should try and get one of the neighbor kids for my first time.....so I started asking every guy I knew that wouldn't freak out or talk to my parents....finally one day behind our neighbors house and down in the storm shelter, I ran into the older kid across the street....his name was Craig and he was 14....he asked if I wanted to check out his new playboy....i said I was more interested in sucking cock....I told him all about my experiences with men and how much I loved it and that I really want to get fucked cause that's the only thing I hadn't tried....he called me a fucking faggot and a pervert....then he started asking me about how it felt with those men and what was my favorite thing to do.....when I said sucking dick, I said if he or any guys he knows ever want a blow job that I would do it. He told me to get on my knees and close my eyes and don't open them or he'd punch me.'m...he fucked my throat harder than any man had up to this point.....he started moaning and legs shaking, then he told me to turn around and spread my ass open.....he rammed his cock into me without any lube or spit and came in less than a minute....lol. Then he told me to get the fuck out and if I told anyone he'd kill me......

I'm floored by you comments! I'm afraid if readers were put off by anything earlier they should probably not read on. Without giving anything away, it's about to get darker but still stay true to what happened. As JT would agree, sometimes there's justice and sometimes there ain't. I'm amazed too, @bareall77 you predicted there were, in certain parts, events taken from real life. Some of it to me, some by me, others—for better or worse—that simply crossed my path.

Part 2 Tim and Bart left the room for a short time to let the brothers relax in the post gifting bliss. Both brothers were still hard from the gifting, especially Aaron as the drugs would be keeping him hard for a while longer. "Aaron, I can feel all the warm piss in me. It feels soooo good. Your cock is still sort of pulsing too. I'm still wanting to be fucked. Please fuck me a little more. Pllleeeease." Yes, Ryan was still under control of the melted shards, but he also loved having his brother in him, which he's wanted for so long. Aaron knew it was already too late to be careful, and the drugs were still boosting his lust level. His cock made the decision for him, and he slowly started pumping into Ryan. Slowly in and slowly out, he was paying attention how the warm fluids drifted around his cock. How his foreskin uncovered his head and he could feel more warm. "Ryan, you feel so good around my cock. Can you feel me moving inside you. You like that?" "Fuck, Aaron, go faster, please go faster." Aaron started moving his hips harder and faster. His lust levels were going up, his urge to breed was kicking in. Now that he didn't have to worry, he had to breed. He wanted to breed. He started pushing as deep as possible into Ryan. "Aaron, more, give it to me. Fuck, your scratching that itch. Oh fuck, I love it. Give me more." "Fuck Ryan, I'm getting close again. I'm going to shoot some more into you. You want more of my cum?" "Please, give it to me. Shoot it into me" Aaron moved his hips a little harder, going as deep as possible with each thrust. Then Aaron felt the pulse of his orgasm, and shoved as far as possible and shot. His head falling back and moaning loud, shooting another good sized load into his brother. Bart and Tim just came back into the room as Aaron was shooting into Ryan. They just smiled. "Way to go big bro, give him another dose, shoot your cum into your little brother." Aaron was completely in the throes of this orgasm. Making quick hard thrusts with his hips, moaning loudly. Ryan was moaning as loudly, shaking his head from side to side. "Let's get you two moved over to the shower area, and get you two cleaned up." Bart and Tim released the wheels locks on the frames and wheeled the two brothers over to the large shower area. Bart unlocked all the straps holding Aaron inside Ryan, and Tim slowly pulled the brothers apart. Ryan and Aaron moaned as they were pulled apart. As Aaron's cock popped out of Ryan, all of Aaron's fuck juices and peed came rushing out of Ryan. All with a pinkish hue to it. Ryan moaning as all was gushing out. Aaron watched all the fluid pour out, turned on by what he saw but also a little sorry for what he was seeing. Ryan would have to be infected with that coloring to the fluids. Bart worked on freeing Ryan, while Tim worked on freeing Aaron. After the brothers were released, Bart started up the showers for a nice hot shower for them all. Bart keep Ryan to himself, while Tim worked on Aaron. Bart began soaping up Ryan all over, almost lovingly soaping him. Feeling his body all over. Ryan's nipples perked up to the soaping, which Bart tweaked them, causing him to moan a little. Ryan's penis started hardening back up to become his lovely man cock. Bart loved how much foreskin Ryan had, how it keep the head all covered with such beautiful skin. Bart had to get that cock in his mouth, and got down on his knees, pulled Ryan's foreskin back and saw the beautiful purple pink head with a piss slit almost as big as his brothers. Bart put his tongue on that slit and then pulled the skin up and over his tongue. Bart loved feeling his tongue buried in a foreskin. Ryan moaned as Bart moved his tongue around his head inside the skin. Ryan suddenly spurt a small amount of precum which went right across Bart's tongue, causing Bart to moan with Ryan. Aaron was being washed by Tim, just as carefully and lovingly. Tim loved the feel of the fuzz on Aaron's chest. He then washed down Aaron's muscular back to his nice fuzzy ass, running his finger around and around Aaron's hole, making Aaron moan. Tim then slowly inserted an finger into Aaron's warm depth's. He found Aaron's prostate, and tapped his finger against it. This caused Aaron's cock to bounce up and down. While Tim was playing with Aaron's ass, Aaron saw Ryan getting what looked like the best head he'd ever received. Tim wrapped his arms around Aaron, and pulled Aaron against him. Aaron felt Tim's hard cock rubbing in between his fuzzy cheeks. He loved how Tim's cock head ran across his hole now and again. Bart saw Tim rubbing against Aaron and knew where that was going. "Look little bro, look at how your big bro is getting rubbed. My buddy is rubbing up against him, getting him ready for his big cock. You want to watch big bro get fucked?" Ryan just nodded his head. Aaron saw this and wiggled his butt at Tim. Tim took hold of his dick and pointed it more fully at Aaron's hole, and then slowly began sliding it into Aaron's tight ass until he was balls deep in him. "Oh my god, your cock feels so good in my ass. Oh fuck, that's the biggest I've had I think. Oh fuck." Ryan loved watching his brother taking a cock, a little jealous it wasn't his cock inside him. "You like seeing your big bro taking cock don't you. Makes you all hot doesn't it little one. You want some place warm to put your nice big cock." Bart lubed up his own ass, and then put his back to Ryan reaching behind to grab Ryan's hard cock. He pulled Ryan by his cock towards his ass. "Push it in little one, push your hard cock in my ass. Ah fuck, that's it. Oh, such a hard big cock. Oh fuck, it feels so good sliding into me. Look big bro, look at your little bro fucking me. Look at his cock sliding into me." Aaron watched as Ryan slide his cock into Bart, he loved the look on his brother's face as his cock was going deeper into a hot fuck hole. He also was feeling a little jealous of Bart having his brother's cock in him. That jealousy went up a little more as Ryan started pumping his dick in and out of that ass. The moaning and groaning went up in volume with two men getting fucked. Bart loved feeling Ryan's cock sliding in and out. He could be doing it a little harder. Bart got a wild idea of having a fuck train. "Hey little one, you want big bro back inside you, you want to be fucked while you fuck. It would be so hot." Ryan could only nod and moan louder. Tim heard this and pushed Aaron over to his brother, and while he was still fucking Aaron, took hold of Aaron's hard cock and held it as he pushed him into Ryan. Aaron could only groan and help push himself into Ryan. Now as Tim pushed into Aaron, Aaron pushed into Ryan and Ryan more into Bart. Tim was getting close to shooting into Aaron. "Fuck big bro, I'm getting close. I'm going to breed that tight ass of yours. You ready for an ass full? Oh fuck, its going to be a nice toxic load for you." Tim pulled out a little further that jammed in hitting Aaron's prostate hard, and then firing his load into Aaron. Aaron was caught off guard for the prostate hit and suddenly went into overdrive into his brother and began shooting another of his loads into his brother. "Oh fuck Ryan, he's cumming in me, and its making shoot into you. Ah fuck, I can't help but cum." Ryan moaned as he felt Aaron cumming in him. Just as Aaron finished cumming, Ryan's prostate had enough rubbing by Aaron, and he shot a huge load into Bart. "That's it little one, give me that nice clean load. Ah fuck, I can feel that hot cum shooting in me. You've got a great load." All the men were breathing hard. They all pulled out of each other. They rinsed off the new sex fluid. Then Bart showed the brothers to their flat upstairs where they would be staying for a week of so.

4. JP "Get up on the counter," Jon said. I knew what was coming next, and my hole twitched. Jon was a good solid fuck. People would come back for more. But his rimming, well, that was toe-curling, dick-hardening, balls-dripping perfection. Men had travelled over oceans to experience it again. The first time he flipped me on my back and spread my legs, I thought I had died. I barely touched myself before I shot a massive load. Since then, the years of practice on my hole, of all the boys we had seduced back to our bed, of all the random hook-ups on the road, and of all the anonymous men at bath houses around the had matured him in to the world's best rimmer. "On the counter," Seth asked. "Yeah," I said. "Here." I grabbed his hand. He used my grip as a lever to push himself up on the counter. He started to turn around, so he was facing Jon. "Stop," I said. "If I know my husband, he wants your hole, not your dick." "Really?" Seth answered. "Really," Jon said. Seth turned around. "On all fours for me." Seth turned around, his face away from both of us. He bent over, resting his weight on his hands and forcing his ass slightly upwards. Seth was blessed with tight, muscular ass. Jon leaned in slightly, grabbed one cheek in each hand, and spread them apart. "Ooooh," Jon moaned. The thin spray of hair around his hole did nothing to protect him from the cool air of the room. "That's beautiful," I said. It would look even more beautiful in the morning, when Seth had accumulated several loads of cum and the thick white fluid was starting to drip out. "Isn't it?" Jon said. "Like a statue." "Or an idol," I said. "Demanding your attention." "Yeah," Jon answered. Jon bent his head and went in for the kill. He began by gently running his tongue around the edges of Seth's hole. "Oh fuck," Seth moaned. He arched his back and pressed his ass against Jon's tongue. The muscles in Jon's arm tensed; Jon was going to rim Seth on his own terms, not by what the horny college boy wanted. "Oh please," he begged, as Jon continued to just tease Seth's hole with his tongue. "I think he likes it," I said. Jon just nodded and continued to lick the young man's ass. I stepped around the counter so I could see Seth's face. His eyes were closed, and his expression was one of pure pleasure. He had never had the pleasure of being rimmed before. Suddenly, his eyes popped open, his mouth opened, and a low, animal moan escaped. Jon must have stuck his tongue into Seth's hole and the boy had discovered an entirely new world of pleasure. "Feel good?" I whispered into his ear. "Oh hell..." He trailed off, as Jon continued to lick at his tight hole. "Oh, fuck..." he started again, but once more, could barely finish the thought. I rested my arm against his torso and felt his heart pounding. "OHHHH," he yelped. I looked up long enough to see Jon rubbing his beard against Seth's hole. Whenever Jon needed to convince me of something, that was the move he used. It was hard to refuse him anything; from a quick pre-work blow job to a long, agonizing post-party fuck, Jon knew my weaknesses. It clearly worked on Seth as well. Jon met my gaze; his green eyes had a sparkle in them. The rim job was just a prelude to the main event, but an important one. We were lowering the last defenses Seth had to being penetrated and bred. Jon released his grip on one of the boy's cheeks, and reached out for my hand. I wrapped my hand around his and pulled him against Seth's hole. "You want to feel him up there?" I asked Seth. "Feel his thick shaft inside of you?" "Please," Seth said. Jon was teasing his hole, keeping him from thinking clearly. "Please, fuck me." "You heard the boy," I said. "He wants to be fucked." "Just another minute," Jon said, before returning to Seth's hole. "I think my husband wants to rim you a while longer," I said. "But, don't worry. You'll get fucked soon enough." I knelt down, just enough so that my face was level with Seth's. His eyes were closed again, and his expression was one of pure fuck-lust. There was nothing he would deny us right now, especially when he thought he was protected by the pills he was taking from the most dangerous gift that Jon and I could give him. I started to kiss him. He hesitated for a moment, but then opened up for my tongue. "Mmmmm," he moaned, and his entire body shivered for a moment from the pleasure of being stimulated at both ends. "Just relax and let him open you up," I said, breaking off the kiss for a moment. "I'm trying," he said. "I want it. I want it all." He started to kiss me again. The feeling of Jon's wet tongue probing and stimulating him was clearly overwhelming him, and kissing me didn't involve any higher-level thinking. It was just about the pleasure of feeling another man. "Damn, that's a nice hole," Jon said. I was still kissing Seth, but out of the corner of my eye, I could see him stand up. "I gotta get inside him." "You ready for it?" I asked the young man. He nodded vigorously, his mind still lost in the last vestiges of Jon's attention. "Of course he is," Jon said. He wrapped an arm around Seth's waist, and helped him off the counter. "Let's go to the bedroom?" he asked. "Oh yeah," Seth answered. His entire body radiated pleasure, from his broad, innocent smile, to the thick boner sticking out in front of him. It was exactly the mood I wanted him in. He wouldn't think twice about taking our poz cocks, or our virus-laden cum. "Another toke, men?" Jon asked, offering up the pipe. "Why not?" I said. He handed me the pipe, and I took a long draw. The smoke burnt a bit. I struggled not to cough, but finally I couldn't resist any longer. "You know that's a good sign," Seth said. "Let me have it." I handed it to him. Unlike me, he was able to handle the acrid drag, and held it far longer than I did. "This way," Jon said, doing a hit as he led the two of us to the bedroom. We passed the pipe around once more before we all fell onto the bed, our limbs forming an interlocking knot of men. Jon started to kiss Seth, as I wrapped my arms around the two of them and let one hand drift down to Seth's ass. "I want this," Seth said. "I want this so badly." "I know," I whispered in his ear, still loud enough for Jon to hear. "I want this for you as well. To finally feel another man cum inside you. To know what it is like to be fluid bonded with another man." My hand had found his ass and was pushing apart his cheeks, seeking out his hole. It was still wet with Jon's spit; I wondered if we would even need lube to fuck him. "Please." Seth's voice was barely a whisper, but in the silence of the bedroom, it was as good as a shout. Jon had told me all about Seth. The boy had fantasized about bareback sex for years, but until now had been too afraid of getting infected by HIV to do anything. The little blue pills gave him a license to pursue his fantasies. The only problem was that his fantasy, to be able to fuck without fear, collided with the fantasy that Jon and I shared, to infect an innocent young man with our beautiful virus. Seth had the optimism of youth, that every thing would work for the better; we had the knowledge of age, of how dreams got subverted and used for dark and depraved ends. In this struggle, there would be only one winner, and that victor would be death. "I want to put my cock inside you," Jon said. "I want to feel you. Skin to skin. Nothing between us." My finger slipped inside of Seth. His hole was hot, and his hunger was clearly evident. "I want to breed you. Make you my boy." "Please man, fuck me. Bareback me. Cum in me." Seth sounded like he was on the verge of tears; he was so eager to finally lose his bareback virginity. Jon kissed Seth again, and Seth's ass tightened around my finger, practically pulling it deeper into the boy's body. It was charming, how confident Seth was, that technology and modernity would protect him. But it was a post-modern age, where even old certainties like science and medicine were up for debate. "Let's do this," I said, pulling my finger out of Seth's hole, and gently pushing the two men deeper into the large king bed. "You," I continued, pointing at Seth. "On your back. And you, between his legs." I arranged myself at the head of the bed, leaning up against the headboard, with Seth's head resting on thigh. Jon reached into the night stand, and pulled out some lube and a bottle of poppers. "Here," he said, handing me the poppers. "He may need some help." Jon spread Seth's legs open, leaving him vulnerable and exposed. As my husband greased up his cock and began to play with Seth's hole, I stroked Seth's brown hair. "I wan to see my husband fuck you," I said. "Fuck you with his fat, raw daddy cock." Seth turned his head slightly, towards my groin. My own cock was erect, a stiff shaft erupting from my pubic hair. Years ago, it had been a dark brown, nearly black, but time had taken its toll, and it was flecked with grey, no different than the rest of my hair. "I can tell," he said, grinning. "You know he's poz, right?" "Yeah, I do." "Do you know how he got infected?" "He told me you gave it to him." "Yeah. We made love. And I infected him." "But we don't have to worry about that any more," Jon said. "You're on PrEP, right?" "I am," Seth said. "We don't have to worry." "Fucking hot," I said. "Fuck without fear, huh?" "Exactly," Seth said. "And for my first time, I'm glad it's you guys I'm doing it with." He reached up and ran his hand over my chest, through the salt and pepper hair. "Fucking hot men. Hot, healthy men," he said, emphasizing the "healthy." He was blissfully unaware of our machinations and schemes to seduce and destroy him. It only made my cock harder. "Men," Jon said. "Maybe less talk and more fucking?" He had two, maybe three fingers inside of Seth. From my position, it was hard to tell. Either way, our boy was now open and relaxed. "You ready?" "For you raw cock?" Seth asked. "Yeah," Jon relied. "Bareback style." "I am." "Once I enter you, I'm not going to pull out," Jon said. Before Seth said anything, he grabbed one of the man's legs, and rested it in his shoulder. "I know," Seth said. "And I want it." Jon lined up his cock. Although Seth's perfect teenage body blocked my view, I could still imagine clearly Jon's dickhead nestled right against Seth's hole. All of our constant verification with Seth had given the young man the illusion of control, but it was the two of us that had all of the power. A slight push from Jon, and he would penetrate the boy. Or, I could gently move my leg, and Seth would be forced onto Jon's cock. "Please?" he asked. "You want to?" Jon asked me. I opened the small brown bottle and held it under Seth's nose. "Breathe it in deeply," I said. He was young enough he may have never done poppers before. He must have played around with them before, because after taking a long drag from the bottle, he nodded slightly to let me know he was satiated. I smiled. I held the bottle under his nose a few seconds longer, forcing him higher than he wanted. Seth was, fundamentally, our plaything for the weekend and pot and poppers were the softest of drugs he was going to deal with. "All yours," I said. "I love you," Jon said to me. Seth's leg was still resting on his shoulder and as he leaned in to kiss me, Jon forced Seth into an even more compromising position. "I love you too," I said. Jon's beard brushed against my face, still wet with spit. I got the slightest whiff of Seth's ass. "Make him yours." Jon arched his back, and pushed his hips forward. "Ohhhhh," Seth moaned. "Oh fuck," he continued. "You're...." he tried to say, but couldn't complete the sentence. "Inside you?" Jon asked. "I am." "How is it?" I asked. "So fucking hot. So open. So close." "I want this. Always," Seth said. I glanced down at the boy. His eyes were closed, and his face was flushed red from the poppers. "I want you. Everything," he murmured. "Yeah?" Jon asked. "You want it all?" "Hell yeah," Jon said. I was resting a hand on his smooth torso, and I could feel his heart pounding from the poppers. "Fuck him properly," I told Jon. "Make his first bareback fuck the best fuck in his life." "Of course," Jon said. He pushed his cock all the way into Seth. Seth's eyes opened wide. It was hard to tell if it was from pleasure or pain. "Oh fuck," he grunted. "Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck." "Good?" Jon asked. "Oh yeah. Don't stop," Seth replied. "I'm not going to. Not until I breed your hot hole." "Don't stop. Fuck me. Pound me. Cum in me." "Yeah?" Jon asked. "You want my raw cock deep in you? You want my poz load up that prepped-up hole?" "Hell yeah," Seth said. "Fucking fat daddy cock inside me. Fucking me bareback. Dripping pre-cum into me." He reached down and grabbed his own hard cock. He started to stroke it. Jon caught my eye, and shook his head back and forth. I knew exactly what he meant; his deviancy worked on so many levels. I reached down and grabbed Seth's wrist, pulling him away from his dick. "Focus on Jon," I said. "There will be plenty of opportunities for you to get off later." I wasn't lying; there was no way Jon and I wouldn't let that beautiful cock go to waste. But tonight and tomorrow, we wanted Seth to know the only way he could get pleasure was by getting fucked. "You leaking pre-cum yet?" I asked Jon. Of course, I knew the answer to that, but the question was for Seth's benefit. "Like a hose," Jon said. "Can you feel it?" "So fucking good," Seth replied. He was lost in his own world. He was getting fucked raw for the first time. "So intense." Jon's cock was sliding in and out of his hole, stretching it open, and letting him find out just how good sex between two men could feel. "Don't stop." "Wasn't planning on it," Jon said. "Don't want to cum too soon." He leaned over the boy and kissed me again. "You're going to love his hole. So fresh." "I'm going to love it even more with your load in it," I said. My cock was hard, watching my husband fuck the young man. I had years of experience being in Seth's position, feeling Jon push and thrust, trying to find the unexplored parts of my gut and smear his pre-cum as much as possible. This evening, he was marking his territory. I wondered if Seth realized he was little more than a pawn in Jon's need for dominance. "Make him yours. Mark him with your load." "That's the plan," Jon said. "That's what I want." He pulled out, nearly all the way, then slammed all the way into Seth. The boy gasped, but didn't resist. "Suck his cock," Jon said. "Lick my husband's cock clean." Seth turned his head towards my dick; I pushed it towards his mouth. He licked off the bead of pre-cum and savored it. I put my hand on the back of his head, and gently pressed him to take at least the head. I needed to feel him accept my dick and to allow me to dominate him. It was not a hard thing; he eagerly opened his mouth and swallowed my cock head. He ran his tongue over and around the head, but struggled to get any more than just the head into his mouth. I couldn't tell if his difficulty was from experience or from his position; Jon noticed it as well. "Let's try a better position," he said. He pushed his dick all the way into Seth. "Flip you over," he said. I pulled my leg out from under Seth as Jon man-handled the boy into the new position, on all fours on the bed. I took my position in front of Seth. My dick was now right in front of his face and at almost the perfect height to slide right into his throat. "Spit roast him?" Jon asked. "Hell yeah," I said. Jon had already slid his cock into Jon's ass. I handed him the bottle of poppers, and he inhaled deeply from it. He passed it back to me, and I held it under Seth's nose once again. Seth took several big snorts before I took it away and did a hit as well. As I was taking a second hit, Seth grabbed my cock, and guided it to his mouth. He quickly swallowed the head and started to work his way down the shaft. It was a welcome sensation as the familiar warm rush of the poppers hit me. I quickly put the cap back on, and leaned into Seth, forcing my cock further into his mouth and against the back of his throat. "You going to fuck his throat?" Jon asked me. His face was flushed red from the poppers. "Oh yeah," I said. "You going to pound his hole?" "Fuck. You know I am." As the poppers took over Jon's body, he started to pound Seth relentlessly. Each thrust of Jon's hips pushed Jon's dick deeper into Seth. The thrusts also forced Jon further onto my cock. The poppers removed the last bit of resistance from his throat, and another inch of my dick disappeared into his mouth. "Fucking breed this hole." "You want that, Seth?" I asked. "You want Jon to shoot his load up there? Make you his boy?" Seth was struggling to keep up with everything that was happening. The poppers were flooding his mind and body, Jon's cock was relentless in its pounding, and my dick was cutting off his ability to breathe. Nevertheless, or perhaps because of everything, Seth nodded his head vigorously. Jon reached down, around Seth's torso, and grabbed his dick. "Boy's fucking rock hard. I think he's enjoying this." I grabbed the back of Seth's head and forced him all the way down on my dick. "You like getting spit roasted?" I asked. "Dick in each hole?" Seth started to nod, but I held him in place. "Don't nod. Just swallow if you like it." "Or squeeze your ass," Jon added. We didn't need Seth to speak. Fueled by the mad fuck-lust and the poppers, he was no longer a human, but just a sex toy for us to enjoy. That perspective made the weekend's plans easier. We were going to bareback him all weekend, inject him full of our toxic spooge, and try to infect him with our disease. More than that, Jon had everything in place to take away Seth's last line of defense. We were going to make sure that Seth wouldn't have a chance to take his protective drugs while he was with us, and when he went home, half of the pills would have been replaced by a useless placebo. These dark, evil thoughts propelled me forward and deeper into Seth's body, even as the poppers started to wear off. My dick was dripping pre-cum, and I realized I needed to slow down if I was going to avoid shooting. His mouth and throat were amazing, but my virus-laden semen would do far more good if it were deposited in his ass. Jon saw how I was on the edge, and brought me back to reality. "Don't cum yet, love," he said. "There's a better hole for you to shoot in." "Once you've gotten it good and sloppy," I said. "That shouldn't be too hard. He's working my cock good. Getting damn close." Jon grabbed Seth's waist, and slammed his dick deep into the boy. I felt Seth gasp, although by this point, he should have been used to Jon's pounding. "Careful there," I said, stroking the side of Seth's face. "Watch the teeth." "He's not yet as good as you," Jon said. "He's still young." "Just needs practice," I said. Seth was going to get a lot of practice this weekend, both in getting fucked and sucking cock. I pulled my cock out. My thick shaft glistened from Seth's saliva. I stopped when just my dick head was in his mouth. "Just work on the head," I said to him. "Taste my pre-cum." He gasped for air, but did as he was told. Seth's tongue ran over my cock head, focusing on my piss slit. By now, there was a steady stream of pre-cum leaking out, and the young man lapped it up eagerly. "Like that pre-cum?" Jon asked him. "Yeah," he said, now able to speak more or less normally. "And Jon is dripping just as badly into that hole of yours," I said. "How does it feel?" "Amazing," Seth said. "Fucking amazing. I'm never going back." "That's what I want to hear," Jon said. "You'll be a faithful barebacker in no time." "Part of the elite brotherhood," I said. Jon smiled. He knew exactly what I meant. There were two clubs Seth would join this weekend. He had started the initiation into the bareback brotherhood this morning; it would be finished when Jon shot his load into Seth. The other club, the one we occasionally called the High-Five club, would take longer. But Jon and Cal, the men we had invited and myself, we would all make sure that he would be a full member soon enough. "Hell yeah," Seth said. "Never going back." "I don't think you can ever go back," I said. Jon leaned in and kissed me. "So fucking close," he said. "You think the boy deserves it?" "A stud like Seth? Of course he deserves it. Give it to him." "Hello?" A deep male voice rang out from beyond the bedroom. "Where are you?" I froze for a second, as did Seth. There was an invader in our sex lair. "In the bedroom," Jon said. He was inviting the invader into our private space. Seth tried to pull off of me, but a well-placed hand ensured that my dick stayed deep in his mouth. The new man would see the three of us in all of our sexual glory; hard cocks buried in wet orifices and not a single condom being used.

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Signed, Sealed, Delivered (Day 1) Riggs looked exhausted, shaky, ready to be folded and put away wet. He ambled over to the filthy mattress, which in the new harsh light, showed how really cum and piss stained it was. He flopped down tweaking his nipples, and closed his eyes. Mr. X began his examination of me—and me him. Daylight continued to brighten outside, which had a minimum effect on the black-painted room. However, with the unforgiving fluorescent lights no details were hidden. Mr. X had to have been in his late sixties, possibly early seventies. My jumbled brain pieced together that he was definitely the man I’d seen in the telescope. Now, up close and getting very personal, he was a much more imposing figure than the troll Riggs had indicated. He saddled up between my legs where I felt his fingers probe my newly fucked anus. Slowly, unrushed, almost lulling me to sleep, he internal massage my hole. It had the desired effect on me. I spread my legs more than they had been, and opened my passage to however deep he wanted to explore. He didn't go extremely deep, only manipulated my rectum with a playfulness that made me want to impale myself on him just to shock him. He sensed my eagerness and withdrew his hand and wiped it on my chest. He had gotten me in the state I believe he wanted: calm, observant, submissive. As I looked at him—for that was now all I could do—he had to be over six foot and probably an inch or two more. His face was craggy, aged by sun and experience. A lot of experience I could guess by his eyes. They looked weary, and not by the early hour. He had a long, hanging scruff of grey chin hair, small dark eyes, the whites very blood shot, his brows heavy, black and grey. He was completely bald. A large biohazard tattoo stood out on his neck. So many tattoos scattered up and down his arms, torso and legs they blended together as one. A single tattooed tear sat on his cheek. For the most part, the tattoos weren’t the kind you normally see, but seemed old, faded, etched long ago. A hula girl, a Tiki head, blue birds, fish, sharks, hammerheads, four aces, a wolf, a black broken heart. As he looked me over he licked his thin lips. His mouth hung ajar just a bit, enough for me to see he was missing four front teeth. His pecs hung heavy. At one time he might have had a strong, powerful chest. The breasts now sagged low, hairless, each nipple, like Riggs’, engorged to eraser head size. They might even have been larger, though it was hard to measure, for each one was adorned with a large horseshoe piercing. He felt my abdomen. I glanced up at our reflection in the broken mirror. I felt caught like a fly, watched as might a fly watch an approaching spider out of one of its many refractions. The drugs must have been keeping me sedated. I felt no fear but fascination and some arousal by this man, by the danger he imposed, by the stories his tattoos conveyed. Refraction upon refraction from the broken mirror above, I followed the movement of his most prominent tattoo: a snake head starting on top of his right hand, its forked tongue running the entire of his middle finger. The finger lacked a fingernail. The snake head brushed my clipped pubic hair. The snake coiled around his arm, ran over his shoulder, disappear down his back. He turned and found on the table the same straight razor that Riggs had shaved my balls. As he turned I could see the snake serpentine down his spine and disappear right into his buttocks. He brought the straight razor to my crotch, and in a series of smooth brushstrokes, he completely removed my remaining pubic hair. He grabbed a water bottle and washed any errant strands off me, feeling afterward to ensure there was nothing left. He felt the hair under my pits with the back of his hand. Brought up the razor again and, with a few strokes, got rid of all the hair there, too. He rinsed the area again. Satisfied, he turned and set the razor back on the table. Again, I followed the snake's journey over his broad back, slithering down to its end, tapered tail disappearing down his butt crack. Looking at his ample and still muscular buttock, I wondered how far down the tip of the snake went. He twisted back around. He smiled to himself, a horrible gap-toothed maw, making me uneasy that he read my interest in his snake. He held my head, lobbed it from side to side. His snake hand leveraged open my mouth. He leaned in, ran a finger over my teeth, lips and tongue. I tasted the remnants of my ass juice. Though not overwhelmingly rancid, still it reminded me of how much I had come to accept this far. The "interview" was far from over, if the "interview" had ever begun. He inserted a few more fingers and stuck them back in my throat. I coughed and gagged until he backed out. He stood up to his full height, towering above me. His manhood had relaxed, but still remained impressive. Some foreskin appeared that wasn’t there before, covering a large silver ring that cut a hole through his cockhead. The ring’s tip hung with a silver ball. He saw me staring at his member and brought it to my mouth. Pulling back the foreskin revealed some encrusted white flakes. He put it to my nose. I gave a quick sniff and was assaulted by the overpower smell of fermented cheese. He looked at me, waiting. He put it back to my nose and I wretched. He flicked out his tongue in a licking manner. I thought the drugs were playing tricks, but he stuck his tongue out a second time, indicating what he wanted. The drugs hadn't tricked me, his tongue was definitely sliced down the center. Who was this man, and how did he embed desires in me without a word? I touched the tip of my tongue against one of the white flakes. He grabbed my hair and pushed his whole head in my mouth. Between the hard metal and the repugnant taste, I threw my head back and turned away gagging. He let out a low, guttural laugh. There were so many things that should have raised a wave of alarms, but there was something enticing, mesmerizing about his force, his careless dominance. His proportions, huge shoulders like rocks, forearms and biceps like logs, large, sinewy veins clustered with bruises, the pockmarks on his face, his shrunken cheeks, a pentagon on his right shoulder, three 6s stacked in a triangle on the left—these were all warning me, yet drawing me to him. I shook my head again trying to get clear. Sweat from my hair still flew. He held out his cockhead again, peeled back his foreskin. He lured me to him. With a single finger on my chin, he gently, without resistance, opened my mouth. And with an my mouth opened I extended my head to meet his smegma-speckled cock. He allowed my approach. I gave it a slathering, around, under, then inserted it whole, sucking as much cheese as I could find, perversely loving how revolting it was. I retched several times. He seemed to enjoy each heave. He rotated his cockhead to me, displaying flakes I had missed. I licked up all I could find. I was entranced, wanting him, not understanding why I felt this way from the first flake of white I had swallowed. With an even deeper lust than I had Riggs, now came a desire for subordination to the man holding out his growing member. And as it swelled to an enormous length, what I’d seen only briefly when he turned on the fluorescent light, I now saw complete; all the shimmering metal studs lining the underside of his shaft; the thick round ring piercing his cockhead. At its full length I counted six horizontal studs each evenly spaced. His balls hung down in an enormous sack, testes the size of horse's balls swung by the slightest motion. I couldn’t take my eyes from this magnificent beast. A bush the blackest and thickest I’d ever seen, crusted dark wires curled behind his majestic member. Liquid beaded from his piss slit. He followed my gaze and dipped a finger to the bulb of precum and put it to my lips. I sucked his digit and felt his fingers again slide into my mouth. His fingers reached the back of my throat. This time I didn’t gag but let him go in as deep as he wanted. He withdrew the snake hand looking satisfied. He stared for an inordinate amount of time, evaluating. He felt my nipples. Turned again to the table and took out a pump with two plastic tubes. He placed one tube on each nipple and used the pump to draw about a half inch of skin in each tube and sealed them off. He stroked my cock, got it as large as it was going to get. He pinched the piss slit, ran a large finger over the spread tip. He bent down, spat, and slithered out his tongue. One of the two branches of his freakish tongue wormed down into my slit. It was the most unnerving thing I ever felt, like a worm boring its way into me. My body shook in revolt. Still, he held my member fast. At first, I felt a warm flickering as it went down into the entrance to my piss chute. I felt the other half of his tongue wrapped round my head, stroking from different sides, washing back and forth over the head. I felt myself, for the second time tonight, on the edge of cumming. He pulled back, but rather that letting my cock go, he inserted the second tip, both halves now drilling down into my piss hole. He buried his mouth over my erect organ so I couldn't see what he was doing, but I felt it, every millimeters of undulating muscle that was slithering into me. Not a blow job at all, he was giving me two simultaneous sensations: one on the outside skin, swirling lips and bobbing mouth, something Napa boy had expertly done, but then a second sensation, one playing within my organ. I felt his split tongue gliding again themselves, like miniature scrubbing hands, sliding deeper down an impossible tender corridor. And while he probed, the two parts of this tongue forced the urethra farther apart. Like Riggs had pried apart my sphincter by spreading fingers inside my anus, the more Mr. X expanded my shaft the deeper he was able to drive his tongue down in me. A little over half my cock he'd devoured inside and out, when he slowly undulated, each time kneading further down my shaft. However malleable his tongue could get, the more he was splitting my shaft apart, the deeper his mouth enveloped me. I don’t know how long he kept it up, but he was unrelenting. Finally he engulfed my entire cock, his mouth resting where my pubes used to be, his tongue in as deep as he could get. I felt the top of my cockhead hit the back of his throat. He was tasting me like no other human could. When I wondered if were possible for a human to perform this type of sucking, the thought tripped a switch from which I couldn’t pull back from. With him glued to my cock, I writhed in the sling under him. Like an octopus gripping his prey, he moved wherever I moved, slithering relentlessly with me. I erupted with multiple ejaculations, never seeming to release, cumming deep inside the clogged tube, making my orgasm build up even stronger, then he let me erupt into his mouth for one intense spasm after another. Right behind, like a freight train run off its rails, another orgasm came crashing into the first, and with another flick of his inserted tongue blasted another right behind that. He swallowed every thread spewing out of me. I came a third time, thinking this could possibly never end, a house of mirrors, orgasm spasming inside an orgasm to infinity. He sucked everything I had in me and then sucked out more. Like a vampire that drained blood, Mr. X drained everything drop of cum I had. I could hold nothing back. He took everything within me, possibly everything I would ever have, exploded in his mouth until he finally released me. Relief spread over me, yet at the same time an epic regret that my cock was no longer controlled by him, as unnatural as the act had been. I spasmed a few more times and was done. A lake of semen dribbled out of his mouth, drooling down into the hair that hung from his chin. Some glistening clear juice matted the gray hairs, some gelled in white clots in the corners of his mouth. As he hung over me, some dark yellowish green flapped in his nostrils. It was only the beginning of the day with him, but he usurped Riggs' place without a fight. He lowered his beard and I sucked my cum out of it. Looking over me he knew he had enslaved any free will I had. He was deliverance in the flesh.

I normally share my recent hookups with you guys, but something happened recently that somehow reminded me of the exact moment in my youth that I realized that I loved to be a cum receptacle for horny tops. This happened to me when I was about 18 and in my first year at college - that's when I realized I was a total cum whore, an insatiable bottom, making this discovery the first time I was shared and passed around to a bunch of horny older tops. I wasn't turned into the whore I am: I'm sure I was born as a total whore. When I was eighteen I met a guy, John, while cruising a city park restroom. He was 29, an extremely tall, good looking, muscular, masculine guy with blond, curly hair and piercing blue eyes. John had a distinguished, professional look about him, and gave the impression he may well have been an accountant or lawyer, but I learned when John was turned on and naked, he was one nasty and sexually aggressive guy. While in the restroom I sucked his dick at the urinals for a bit, but it was somewhat risky as a lot of families were in the park that day, and we were interrupted several times, so when John suggested we go back to his nearby apartment, I readily agreed. Back at his apartment John didn't waste any time but fucked me, afterwards we lay together, caressing and kissing. There had been something of a 'spark' between us, and John made it clear he wanted to fuck me a lot. While we lay in his bed, just chatting and kissing, I heard the door to his apartment open and close, followed by footsteps crossing the hardwood floors. Then I heard the sounds of a television in the living room. John got up out of bed explaining "My friend Dennis is home. Stay here. I want to speak with Dennis for a minute." So I lay there, naked, in John's bed as he put on a robe and left to talk to his friend. When John returned, he sat on the edge of the bed and said, "I was telling Dennis about you. He wants to fuck you. Are you up for that?" "Sure. I guess so," I replied. John jumped up and went out to talk to Dennis, and within a minute or so the bedroom door opened again and in walked Dennis. He was a tall, muscular, handsome, dark haired guy, probably in his late 20's. He was also completely nude, and showed off his rock hard, very large and thick, cut cock, which stuck straight out his gorgeous, muscular body. I should add his chest, legs and cock were covered in thick black hair. Dennis climbed into bed with me, and began to kiss me, gradually moving down my body, kissing away, until he reached my cock which he initially sucked, only to move further down, lift my legs and felch some of John's cum from my ass. Then he pushed my legs up to my chest and slid his own cock into my cum filled ass. Dennis fucked me for over twenty minutes. Unlike John, as he fucked me he was very vocal, finally letting out a load groan as he slammed into me and filled my ass with his load. Just as Dennis was cumming inside me, John came back into the room, switching places with Dennis so he could give me another load in my ass. John and Dennis told me then that they were lovers, and had been a couple for five years, but they weren't monogamous, each enjoying some play on the side, both with and without each other. So I became a fuck buddy to each of them, coming to their apartment two or three times a week to fuck with one or both of them. One day, about a month after we first me, I received a call from John, suggesting I come by that Saturday night as Dennis and he were having some friends over, friends I would want to meet. I agreed, and arrived at their apartment about 6:00 PM. We had a few drinks and ate some appetizers they had prepared. I was new to drinking, so, it didn't take many drinks for me to feel the effect. In fact, I had a very nice buzz going by the time the three of us were naked on John's king sized bed sucking, kissing, rimming and fucking each other. About 20 minutes into this playtime, two of their buddies showed up, so now there were four guys and me. All four of the men took his turn in fucking and seeding my hole. Then another guy showed up. Then another and another. All told, by the end of that evening, I had taken nine loads in my ass, as well as a couple of oral loads. It turned out John had invited a bunch of his top buddies, telling them all to show up between 7:00 and 10:00 PM, that his apartment door would be unlocked and a young bottom would be there to take their loads. The guys ranged in age from mid 20's to mid 50's, and had, of course, various builds and cock sizes, but all of them fed me a load either in my ass or mouth. This became a regular occurrence at their apartment. For the rest of that year I would spend most Saturday nights at John's and Dennis' place, sometimes stretching the visits into the wee hours of Sunday morning, all the while taking loads from their buddies. Some would be guys who had fucked me in the past, and were returning for another chance to seed me, but just as often I had never before seen the guy. In any event, the number of guests seemed to grow each Saturday night, and looking back I'm fairly sure some of the guys would return the following Saturday, bringing their friends with them. Although I wish I had, I honestly never formally kept count, but, towards the end of this, I was probably taking between ten to twenty loads on a Saturday night. A lot of the guys seemed to be married guys in their 30's, 40's and 50's. This being SLC, Utah, I'm sure a lot of them were married, Mormon guys. Trust me. There are a hell of a lot of married, Mormon guys out there happy to slide their dicks in other guys' holes. Strangely, early the next year, John ended up leaving Dennis to marry a female. They had a kid within the year. I never fully figured that one out. Dennis was devastated. I continued to fuck with Dennis for a few months, but he eventually moved out of state, so my days of being a cum dump for their friends came to a close. I knew, however, from the first time I was passed around to between Dennis, John and their friends, that I was a cum dump, that that was what I wanted to be. And so I still am: I still can't get enough dick and cum inside me to satisfy me. The more I get, the more I want.

I got a text the other day from a couple I used to fool around with a few years ago. They are a black couple, one in his late 60’s and the other just turned 40 who had moved out of town but were now back visiting family. The older guy has what can only be described as a HUGE cock. He has a penile implant and when he activates it his cock gets rock hard and stays that way even after he shoots. They were staying at a local hotel and wanted to know if I would be interested in getting together. Of course! We made plans and a few hours later I was knocking on their door. The younger of the couple opened the door and as he closed it he pushed me up against it and started kissing and rubbing against me. No hello, just right to it. I completely approve. He told me his partner was not back yet but would be there anytime. I asked if we should wait for him and he said no and dropped to his knees and unbuckled my pants and pulled them down freeing my cock which he started licking and sucking. I love a guy who really enjoys sucking and this guy absolutely knew what he was doing. I pulled my shirt off and kicked out of my pants and got on the bed all the while he never let go of my cock. We got into a 69 position and were really getting into it when he partner came back. He quickly got undressed and sat on the side of the bed telling us what he wanted us to do for him. He got between us and told us he wanted us both to suck him. His cock is huge and both of us got to work on it. Soon he told me he wanted to watch me fuck his boy. He had him get on his back and place his legs around my waist and then he lined my cock up to his boys hole and guided me into him. I leaned forward kissing as I was fucking my cock into him and then felt the older guy licking my ass. He pulled my cheeks apart and really worked his tongue in me then would lick my cock as it fucked in and out of his boy. He stood up rubbing his cock against my hole and without another word slid the fat head into me. It was that good stretch. Hurts some but you just know it is going to be worth it. He teased my hole with the head of his cock for a bit then slid further and further in until I had all of his cock in me. I was balls deep in one guy and had his partner buried all the way in me at the same time and it felt amazing. It took a bit to get the rhythm worked out but soon he was fucking my cock deeper into his partner every time he pushed into me. We switched places a few times. The older guy only topped but the younger guy and I are vers, so we took turns fucking each other and each of us took the older guy's big cock. Eventually the younger guy shot his load as I fucked mine into his ass. Then his partner got behind me and rammed his cock into me. Not gentle at all and fucked hard and fast until he blasted his load in me. Because of the penile implant he stayed hard and slowly fucked me as I kissed his partner. I felt that cock and those fucks for a few days afterwards and loved it.

Part 2. There was a cluster of men at the bar talking to the fat man who was perched uncomfortably on a bar stool. Bill bought me a drink and we stood chatting with the group. I found it surreal to stand there talking about football with the sperm from two men swimming in my belly. I couldn't also help but thinking the men were, all in all, a sleazy looking group of older trolls, and I could clearly see they were eyeing me hungrily, obviously having been told about my performance by the fat guy. After a while several of them headed for the basement and didn't return. Bill, in turn, sidled up to me and gestured his head towards the basement staircase, remarking "They're waiting for you, sunshine," giving me an evil grin. I put down my drink, knowing what I was going to do, feeling the fear and loathing but unable to stop myself. It was as if a pit of depravity had opened up at the bottom of those stairs, and I was helplessly drawn to it. No-one would understand what I was doing, except these vile men who excited me so much. Bill dug out the filthy tube of lube and the poppers bottle and pressed them into my hand, suggesting with a leer "Here, you'll need these." I blushed and headed over to the stairs, aware of the bar man was watching me and knowing what he must have been thinking. At the bottom, I turned left to the cubicle area and found a group of men standing silently, waiting. More than one man had pulled out his cock and was stroking himself, his flesh rigid in the dim light from the cubicles as everyone watched an old man bent over the sink, naked from the waist down, who was being fucked from behind by a younger man with a bald head and earrings. I paused, intimidated by the atmosphere of sweat, lust and piss and the hungry eyes staring expectantly at me. I took a deep hit of poppers until my heart pounded and my body melted with excitement, then went into a cubicle and pulled off my trousers and underpants, folding them neatly on top of the cistern. I heard grunts of appreciation at my bare bottom, then I turned and the group pulled me in. Hands groped my body, cock and balls and someone hugged me, mashing his mouth against mine, kissing me deeply. I gasped for breath and felt myself giving way to the urge to breed with these strangers as my cock stiffened in rough hands. There was a big box next to the sink, housing a water tank or something, and I found myself pushed back until I was sitting on it. Beside me, the old man had reached back to pull his flabby buttocks apart, urging the man to cum in him in a soft, urgent whisper. Eager hands lifted my legs and bent them to my chest so my bottom hung over the edge and my hole gaped vulnerably as they pulled my legs apart. I held out the tube, and one of the men holding my legs grabbed it, twisted off the cap and rubbed a cold gobbet of lube into my hole making me gasp as he shoved two fingers into me, scratching and probably tearing the delicate skin with his dirty nails. The man grinned down at me and pulled his fingers out, transferring his hold back to my leg, whispered "He's ready. Who's first?" I could see by the sweat shining on his face he was turned on by what was going to happen to me. A short, stocky black guy wearing a dirty tee shirt which bore the word 'Sanitation', pushed his combat trousers and boxers down, and, standing between my legs, grasped his thick, veiny cock which was topped by a large pink head. Sweat dripped off his chin, falling onto my belly as he got into position and all four of us – me, the men holding my legs and the black guy – looked down and watched his cock push into me, opening up my hole then sliding up me until his short, curly pubic hair was tight against my arse. Then as he began pounding away, his balls began to slap against mine as he began to slide it in and out. He leered at me and leaned forward, searching for my mouth with his and clamping his big, soft lips on mine as his thrusts became more urgent. “Yeah!” whispered the man holding my leg, who continued urging “Fuck the bitch! Oh, fuck, you've got it coming now, boy!” The black man grunted as he thrust, mashing his mouth on mine and gripping my thighs as he worked to a climax. Then, he gave a loud gasp and pushed hard into me and I felt his cock throb and throb as he spurted. At the same time, the man beside me stroked my hair praising me in a hoarse whisper, saying “There you go. Good boy, there you go, good boy.” I relished his praise. At the sink, the old man gasped with pleasure as he received the cum from his lover, and as we gazed at each other, we exchanged a smile, recognizing each other as brothers in depravity at that moment. Then the black guy stood back and pulled his cock out of me, and a gush of warm spunk slid down my balls. The guy holding my leg slid his finger into my hole, scooped out some cum, and murmurred “Mmmm …lovely!” as he licked his finger clean. Then someone else was between my thighs, and I found myself looking into the face of the first man who had warned me not to go bare. He pulled off his tee-shirt, dropped his trousers and underwear, giving me a clear view of his long, thin cock which had sprung-up against his belly. Below his belly button was a black bio-hazard tattoo. He saw me look and grinned, asking "I warned you, didn’t I?” as he continued "But since you’ve been pozzed at least three times so far, I guess You won’t mind taking my load, right?” Without waiting for an answer, he slid into me. My response was to reach for the poppers bottle and sag back into his crotch in surrender.

i was in a party and fucking around. after a while i got high on m n was really horny as i love ws n piss so much, i headed to the toilets, it was already flooded with so much piss from fuckers n sluts just set on the floor with piss up 2-3cm guys started pissing on me further for 30 mins or so n i came twice

Well, I tried out Bunker last Tuesday night on a friend's recommendation. It was naked night. I arrived at about 8pm, it was easy to find, 7 mins walk from Republique. Pay at the door, they give you a locker key. I got changed and then went downstairs to see the cruise areas. The place was very clean, a few slings, cubicles with glory holes, prison bars, etc and a large and very dark darkroom. I had a lot of fun there. About 50 or 60 guys, all ages from 20 to about 50 although most were 30's and 40's. No obese guys. Apart from me, all were French, but everyone was very friendly. Most of the action takes place in the darkroom. Everyone was either fucking or sucking. I also had fun 1-2-1 in the cubicles. Never saw a single condom being used. The tops were moving from one hole to the next. I think I got fucked by 10 or 12 guys. Planning my next trip

I couldn't believe how easily we all settled into a happy routine. Ryan managed to get me some part-time work at the publishing company where he worked and somewhere along the line I moved out of the spare room and into Ryan’s and each night we spooned in ‘our’ bed, my ass firmly pressed into Ryan’s groin. When Ryan wasn’t around the other guys kept me entertained. Tommy with both Liam and Ross flitted in and out of our lives so that whenever Ryan was working late they would be around, and after some food we’d all snuggle up on the big couch and watch crappy TV. Calls of “bored with this programme” on many the evenings would lead to their hands wandering over my body. Liam and Ross would usually order me to strip, then wrestle me to the ground, knowing what was to cum my dick would be fucking rock hard dripping pre-cum but it was ass they wanted, my ass. With everyone stripped for action my lips would be pressed firmly around the base of one of their cocks whilst a long, slow drag of tongue across my ass crack would be the foretaste of getting comprehensively eaten out. My hole generally contracted briefly before relaxing on that tongue as whoever was behind me struggled to push further inside. Before I’d know it, my hole would be soaked with spit; I’d arch my back as a face was completely buried deep in my bubble butt as I voraciously deep-throated any cock that was available. Liam, Ross and Tommy would then throw me on the couch and put my legs in the air and with no lube other than spit a rock hard dick would be shoved in. I, of course, was in pig heaven, happy to get long-fucked with long, slow strokes, or power fucked extremely aggressively. I’d writhe and moan, "Yes fucking breed me, give me that load, I want that load". And then I felt it the warm rush of toxic cum bathing my insides. Before I had time to catch my breath the next hard cock would slip in my sloppy hole until all three had unloaded in me. By the time Ryan came home I’d be tucked up in bed reeking of sex and he would carefully spoon up behind me trying not to wake me…but with my ass pressed into his groin his cock would spring to life and with little effort would be balls deep in my gaping well-bred hole. On those nights we’d instantly find our rhythm: pushing in then slowly pulling away, but not all the way out, and pushing back together, being so loose Ryan’s cock would push in deeper than I’d ever been fucked before. All the time Ryan would whisper in my ear, “Fuck yeah, fuck yeah, fuck yeah…” until breathing hard he’d push in oh so deep and pinned me against the mattress sighing, “I’m cumming. Cumming. Breeding your fucking ass.” We’d often wake in the morning with his cock firmly lodged in my hole, plugging the toxic loads that had been shot into my ass. I was extremely happy and this domestic bliss made me feel loved and secure enough to start to think I was in love with my step brother but did he feel the same for me? I found the answer in an odd way. This blissful life came to a stuttering halt three weeks and two days after Simon’s brutal fucking. At first I felt slightly off colour, then my bones ached and slowly I began to lose energy. “Hey babe what’s up? Ryan asked. “Nothing, I’m fine," I replied. The next week I was extremely sick, and was unable to get out of bed. "What's happening to me?" I asked the guys who were gathered around the foot of the bed. I asked the question, even though I knew it was the result of that night almost a month ago now. Ryan cradled my head “Sccch my love, it’s your immune system fighting a losing battle as our poz babies take over your body, killing the old Justin before your rebirth as a confident and defiant fucking machine.” “My love” was the only part of the conversation I heard… Ryan got a dispensation to look after his ‘American in a foreign land’ step brother and work from home. Over the next few days and nights Ryan was at my side, mopping my brow, as I burnt up. The other guys must have felt bad for me as they clubbed together and bought extra bedding so I had a constant supply of fresh linen. When Ryan had to go in to work either Tommy, Liam or Ross would be there. Ross and Liam worked in a Call Centre that meant working weekends so at least two week days they were here to keep me hydrated and fed. The only trouble was what went in one end came out twice as much the other. Constant trips to the toilet meant my ass was more sore than all the fucking put together! They didn’t need asking twice when asked to gently rub in some soothing cream pushing fingers in my hole to make sure everywhere got covered. To keep me amused Liam and Ross jumped on-line to pay my membership for next month’s Hard On club in Vauxhall in three weeks’ time. They made a profile for me on BBRTS and set up a local party invite to meet up at Hard On 'with a freshly diagnosed poz top'. Within a few hours twelve bottoms had confirmed attendance and by the time Ryan took over later that night 84 had signed up. “Woo Hoo! Who’s going to be a busy boy then?” Not me I thought. It took all my effort to pull back the sheet covering me and looking down at my flaccid cock, my skin pale, gaunt and fragile. “The way I feel, this” waving my limp dick about, “is never going to work again.” "Just you wait. In a couple of days you will be energised and looking to breed any hole available, believe me." As Ryan and slept on the couch for the past few nights as I burnt up, I weakly demanded Ryan to "Get in bed." My fever was high but he stripped off and snuck into bed and curled up behind me, placing a sloppy wet kiss on the back of my neck. “I love you," he whispered as I drifted off to sleep. I slept the majority of the day. When I awoke, Ryan was in the kitchen cooking a meal, and the aroma of the food he was preparing wafted into the bedroom. For the first time in over a week I actually felt hungry. Weak as I was, I slowly made my way to the kitchen. "Good morning," I managed as brightly as I could, “Afternoon more like,” he replied. I smiled at him and Ryan held me a moment before I turned to go to the toilet, my head over the toilet bowl as I retching loudly and violently. Despite the smell Ryan was there, gently rubbing my neck and shoulders. He bent down and whispered, "I hear we need to visit Liam’s mate at the fetish shop to get you kitted out for something sensational to wear at Hard On for your outing as a dominant top."

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