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Part 1: It was the weekend of my 20th high school reunion. It had been a mostly boring gathering. I never made any deep friendships in high school. I think it was because I was so far into the closet, and didn't feel like I fit in with any of the groups of kids. I was into art and music, and it felt like I was the only one. So here I was on the day after, stopping at a convenience store to get a cup of coffee. I was at the coffee urns fixing myself a cup and I heard someone behind me say, "Jeff, is that you?" I turned around expecting to see one of my classmates, but instead it was a very handsome man a few years older than me. I looked for a second, and finally recognized my old history teacher Mr. Marco. Wow! I had had such a crush on this man back then! He was younger than the other teachers, only 10 years older than the students. He was tall, had a mass of dark curly hair, broad shoulders, beautiful deep brown eyes, a nice moustache, and a smile that lit up any room. Here he was 20 years later and even better looking. His body looked a bit bigger, his moustache was now a trim beard, his curls had a bit of silver at the temples, and that smile was still amazing. "Wow, Mr. Marco! Long time no see! How are you?" "Please Jeff, call me Frank. I am doing really well, and you?" "I'm doing well. I'm working right here in town. Love my job. Just saw a bunch of my old classmates last night at our 20th reunion." "That's great, Jeff. I'm moving back here to my parents' old place. Mom passed away earlier this year and left me the house. It's good to be back." Mr. Marco had been my favorite teacher. Besides being hot and making a confused and closeted high school boy have fantasies, he had the ability to make history come alive for me. He was always encouraging and genuinely concerned about how his students did in class. I loved the classes I had with him in my sophomore and junior years, and was really looking forward to senior year when we got to do special projects for class. But the summer after my junior year he got divorced from his wife and moved to another town. I guess I had felt a bit abandoned back then. And here he was after all this time. All these thoughts flooded through my mind, but I snapped out of it. "Oh yeah, I heard she died. I'm sorry. I always loved that house. It's such beautiful spot on the lake." He reached out and touched my arm. "Well Jeff, if you're not busy I'm heading over there. Come on over and we'll take a swim, have lunch, do some catching up." "That sounds great Mr. Marco-" he gave me a look- "I mean Frank. I'd love to." "Well, just follow me," he said, flashing me one of those smiles. My mind raced as I followed him in my car. I felt like a kid again. I really had no thought that anything would happen between us. Just spending time with such a sexy man would be nice for a change. We got to the house and he invited me in for a tour. It was a nice place, very well kept up, warm and inviting. The best part was the view of the lake. There was a broad lawn leading to the shore, and the house was on a very private little inlet. We walked across the grass down to the boathouse and dock. Frank pulled off his shirt and I got a good look at his furry chest. I had always wondered how hairy he was. "I'm going in for a swim. Come on in. I love to skinny dip- hope you're not shy!" He turned toward the water as he kicked off his shoes and dropped his shorts and ran down the dock and dove in. I did the same, hoping I wouldn't pop a boner before I hit the water. The water was great, jut cool enough to calm that down. We swam for a while and then he went up on shore nd stretched out on the grass on his back. I followed him, and we both lay naked in the warm sun. "So Jeff, how's your love life?" "Well... " was all I could say, surprised by his question. "Sorry to be so personal," he said. "I guess this is a bit awkward, with our history of being teacher and student. It can be tough to meet again as peers. I remember you well, Jeff. I remember we had a good connection. I enjoyed having you as a student." "I loved having you as a teacher," I blurted out, perhaps a bit too eagerly. He looked over at me and smiled. "I think you were signed up for my independent study class when I left town. I'm sorry that didn't happen. You know why I left?" "You got divorced." "Yes, that's the short version. I think I can tell you now. Things had not been good with my marriage. Neither of us was happy, especially not me. I made a mistake getting married." He paused and looked me in the eye. "I never made her happy, and I finally got honest with myself about why that was." He looked up at the sky. "I was attracted to men. That was the problem. After we split up we were both so much happier." He looked back at me. "Does that shock you?" I gulped and shook my head no. I swallowed hard, and finally blurted out, "N-n-n-no. I am gay too." I felt my face and whole body blush. "I thought maybe you were, Jeff. I got that vibe from you back then, Of course, I would never have done anything with you. You were way too young, aside from the possibility of losing my job. It was tough for me back then, though, being surrounded by so many good looking boys. Well, they were young men really. The hottest boys were the smart ones- like you." He flashed me that smile again. I couldn't believe this was happening. My heart was pounding. I bravely said, "Well here we are now, and we're both consenting adults." Still smiling, he reached over and grabbed my hand. He placed it on his growing cock. "Yes, here we are, and this is what you are doing to me." He leaned in and kissed me. I started stroking his dick. It was getting longer and thicker. I pulled back for a good look. It was uncut and growing to about 7 1/2 inches. The foreskin was pulling back from a big round head. My own dick was as hard as iit had ever been. I kissed him again, keeping that big veiny dick in my had. I kissed his neck, and down onto his furry chest. I licked at his nipples, and my head kept traveling lower. I kissed his belly and felt his bushy pubes against me face. I took the head of his dick in my mouth and felt his hands on my head. I swallowed him whole while my hand fondled his heavy balls. He then gently pulled my head back up for another, deeper kiss. His hands were all over my back and he squeezed my ass. Our cocks rubbed up against each other. He whispered in my ear, "What I really want is for you to lick my balls." I nodded and raced down there between his legs. He lifted his knees giving me access. I took one ball in my mouth and swirled my tongue all over it. I switched to the other and heard him moan and gasp. My fingers traced along his thighs. My mouth left his balls to swallow his cock again. He said, "No- keep sucking my balls. Stoke my dick. I'm getting close." I did what he asked. In just about a minute he did shoot while I had both his balls in my mouth. I felt that hot cock pulsing strongly as he came all over himself. I was moving to lick up his cum when he jumped up and ran back into the lake. I sat up in a bit of a daze. I loved what just happened, but was a bit freaked out at his reaction. Had I done something wrong? He came back up out of the water and stood in front of me. He saw my hard cock and knelt down and pushed me onto my back. He swallowed my cock and in no time I was blasting my load down his throat. He got down next to me and put his arm around me, getting me wet. We lay there both breathing heavily. He said, "I'm sorry Jeff, I freaked out. Maybe we shouldn't have done that." "No, I'm glad we did, Frank. I'm cool with it, really." He looked at me very seriously, then his smile started to come back. "Well, I'm glad. I really needed it." He got up and went over to retrieve his clothes. "I'd love to see you again Jeff. But I need to get ready to go back to my old place and get the rest of my things. I'll be moving in here, but I'll be gone for two weeks wrapping things up. I'll call you when I get back, OK?" It was my turn to smile. "You better call me."

I got on CL for something anonymous and hooked up with this guy! He described himself as a blond jock and said he wanted to fuck me “raw!” He had two conditions: One: since it was anonymous, he insisted that I agree not to look at him while he was there! Two: he wanted to record our encounter “just for his personal pleasure!” I was super horny and readily agreed! The sex was GREAT! He sure could throw a mean fuck! It wasn’t until a few days later I saw that he had posted this pic of him BALLS DEEP inside me on several gay sites...even tumblr! FUCK! He was no “blond jock!” I KNEW this guy! He lives in the apartment next door and one thing I know for sure about my neighbor is that he has FULL-BLOWN AIDS! Should I file a complaint...or should I ask him to come over tonight for another session?

Part 3 It had been nearly 16 years since I went back home to get Chase. After we left our old small town my sister discovered ‘our’ secret, the face that Chase and I were gay lovers and would not let him have contact with his sons although he was sending $5000 a week to her to support the three of them. My being her brother afforded me some contact with her and my nephews, but she was careful to monitor what was said. It wasn’t until the boys close to graduating high school that she allowed me (us) to buy the boys their own laptop computer to use for their schooling. I promised my sister that there would be software on both of them that would allow her to monitor what the boys did on the computers. What she didn’t know was that I had my computer expert install a program to bypass the monitoring software. Once the boys had the computers I could remotely activate the programs allowing us to communicate with the boys through video conference. I decided to contact them on my own without Chase to gage what she might have told them about him (and me). This was the first time I had seen the boys since they were 2 years old. They each had a nice lean swimmer’s build, looked a lot like their father in the face. I would be lying if didn’t admit that my cock stirred a little. I learned that they overheard her saying what a cock sucking faggot their father had turned out to be and if he wasn’t being so generous with his financial support she’d tell the boys the truth. The twins asked me if it was true that their dad was gay. I answered them honestly and let them know that not only was their dad gay, but their uncle as well. They both got a smirk on their faces as they let out a little laugh. That’s when I discovered that they definitely took after their father since they had been ‘messing around’ with each other for some time. Now they were 18 and about to graduate high school. Their mother wanted them to go to the local community college. I asked them what they really wanted to do with their future. I was pleasantly surprised (and a little shocked) when they said that they both wanted to come to the city and live with us. I told them that we’d have to discuss this with their father before a final decision would be made. I let Chase know that the software I had placed on the laptops was working and we could contact the boys at (just about) anytime. The next time we spoke with the boys all 4 of us were on video chat. I had not told Chase about the boys ‘sexual discovery’ when we contacted them together. I left it for the twins to tell him. What surprised me was the way that they decided to break the news. There they were on cam each wearing a pair of mesh basketball shorts when they said that they had something they wanted to tell him, but instead of telling him they showed him. We watched the barely 18 year old twins start making out and before we knew it they were in 69. I was hard as steel and could tell that Chase was turned on as well. Before we could get a word in edge wise before one of the twins had the other one’s legs on his shoulders and thrusted his bare cock inside his brother’s ass. After they were all done I don’t think that we could deny their request to join us in the city, but we needed to confront the barebacking issue. We asked them if they had been ‘messing around’ with anyone else back home. They replied, why, they got enough cock with each other. Then we asked about their barebacking and learned that they had enough education in health at school to know the risks and that that was part of the turn on to fucking. I don’t know if we were ready for their next question, but Chase’s answer surprised me. The boys asked about our sexual behavior and if we barebacked. Chase was quick to say that both of us only fuck raw. I noticed a strange grin on the twin’s faces when they asked, actually, it was more like they knew the answer as they said, “Then you’re both poz we bet.” Chase then took his shirt off to reveal his biohazard tattoo on his right pec (mine is on the left since I am the top in our relationship). The boys loved the ink work and hoped to earn their own someday. Chase let them know that we thought we could work something out if they came to live with us. The boys share an old pickup my sister had bought them and right after graduation they packed up their stuff and left in the middle of the night leaving a note for their mother that they had lived with her long enough and that it was time to live with dad.

Game Quest: Part 10 Bonding Now that all his preparation was taken care of: He’d been broken down, shaved, cock locked in chastity cage, and his neg boy cunt tooth-brushed and cleaned out, it was now time to bring him to the next level. He had proven to be very submissive throughout this whole process, so I decided to take off the blindfold and let him see his prison. I stood him up facing the fuck bench where I would soon turn him into a dirty cum whore (hopefully a poz one at that.), and unbuckled the blindfold. The playroom wasn’t overly bright, but since he had been blindfolded for a few hours, he squinted and tried to force his eyes open to see where he’s been all this time. Still squinting, his head spun around like mad trying to take in all the images of the playroom. He stopped on the bondage chair where he confessed everything, looked over to the St. Andrews, then to the standing cage, then the shelf full of ass toys, and back to the wet area where he got his first cleaning out. Afraid of him getting dizzy, I grabbed his head and forced him to look directly in front of him, to where he was going to be spending the night tonight. As nothing but a piece of boy meat on my fuck bench. Some buddies and I built it ourselves about 10 years earlier. We started with plans we found online then each one of us with our own sick fantasies, added our own special touches. It was a monster of a thing, and I don’t think Greg fully realized what it was for. It was shaped like a massive saw horse with 4 legs angling out at hard angles. A sub can be placed on it lengthwise and the triangular shape would force his thighs far apart. Lower down on the legs on each side were padded runners with straps for the sub to “kneel” on and straps to be placed around his calf just below his bended knee, and another around the middle of his calf. The runners extended out beyond the end of the torso portion of the fuck bench where two rubber lined metal shackles were fixed to accept his ankles. Further down on the front legs of the bench almost near the floor, were another set of fixed metal shackles for the slave’s wrists. The padded top was narrow, about a foot and a half wide and as long as the torso of a sub, about 3 feet. It was fitted with straps that could be fastened over the sub’s upper and lower back and the ass end of the padded top ramped up about a foot to force the sub’s hips and ass into the air for complete exposure and access to his hole. Two metal poles with hand grips at shot straight upwards on either side of the bench just above where the slave’s hips would be to give added thrusting power to whomever was fucking what was helplessly strapped down on the bench. I was happy that this was Greg’s first view of my play room, but he looked more puzzled than anything else. I moved him closer and said, “This is for boys like you, this will help you to become the best cumdump you can be. Let’s get you on it.” Unlocked and removed his cuffs, and helped up onto the bench on his stomach. I manipulated him in to position so his hips were right at the edge of the raised portion of the bench and his caged cock was just over the edge in a depression made just for that purpose. This allowed full view of his moist tight unfucked pussy and balls. Once his ass was in position, I put his ankles in the steel manacles, closed them and put the locking pins in. I then proceed to the head and stretched his arms down each leg pulling them tight from his shoulders and proceeded to lock each wrist into the awaiting shackles. I had the head support removed, to allow better access to a slave’s mouth for sucking or cleaning breeding, but the boy’s head was flopping down like a rag doll, so I got the donut shaped support and attached it to the off the front, it supported his head with his face in the hole, much like a massage a table. Now that he was locked in for the most part, I turned my attention to adjusting and fastening the many straps designed to keep him entirely immobile. He was now part of the bench and not going anywhere, spread wide for his virgin fuck hole to be violated. I walked around front and removed the head support so I could give him a taste of my cock. I removed the toothbrush that was still in his mouth, and inspected it. It was clean. “You’re a good little pig,” I exclaimed “of course you didn’t see how dirty it was when you first started sucking on it.” I laughed. “Now kiss my cock boy.” I stepped up closer and put my hand on either side of his head so I could direct him on how to properly please a man with his mouth. He was really toothy, and had a lot to learn but would definitely get some practice in tonight. “That’s a good boy.” I said as I forced his faced down on to my cock. After a few minutes of this, I was about ready to blow, but didn’t want to waste my load in his throat, …the thoughts of his virgin hole was driving me mad. I took his face off of my cock and lifted up his head so he could see what was painted on the wall in front of him. “Do you know what that is boy?” I asked. He looked hard, but had trouble without his glasses. “I think I’ve seen it before Sir, in zombie video games Sir. Is it a chemical symbol, Sir?” “That’s very good boy. Yes, it is a bit like a “chemical” symbol. It’s a called a biohazard symbol. It’s something you’ll get to see a lot of soon. A lot of guys who are HIV positive get it at as a tattoo, to show their pride.” He hesitated a moment and started to jerk his head around in my hands. “Why do you have it painted on the wall Sir?” He said worryingly. “Because,” I answered. “A lot of boys and guys have become HIV+ in the very spot you’re in. Do you see the names written on the left?” He squinted to try to see them and said, “I can’t see them Sir. Are those your cos play friends Sir?” I chuckled. “I guess you could say that boy. Don’t worry boy,” I said reassuringly. “I’ll let you wear your glasses when we write your name there.” “Your cosplay friends are HIV positive, Sir?” His eyes really betrayed his worry now. “Yes boy.” I said courtly. “You’re the only one who’s not.” His eyes started to swell up with tears. I lowered myself down to his face. “That’s why I’ve invited some of the names on the wall to come and fuck you boy.” “But Sir, I’ve had sex before.” he started “But nothing boy,” I interrupted, “the game has already begun and you said you wanted to be a bareback boy for Daddy. Right now, there’s really nothing else you can do is there? And soon you’re going to be filled with the cum of HIV positive men, that will be happy to share it with you. His tears continued. He was so adorable and innocent, I wanted nothing more than start pumping my newly toxic seed deep into him and making him mine. I understood why he was scared though. He’s had nobody really in life so I thought it best to reassure him. “Don’t worry,” I said. “Our cosplay can continue for quite a long time as long as you promise to be a good boy. You like being a good boy, don’t you?” He nodded his head a little. “Look at me.” I held his head in my hands tight, hoping to convey a feeling of reassurance. “I’m not going to ditch you after this. I’m willing to keep playing for a very long time.” His tears stopped a little. “Now look at me and tell me you’ve enjoyed being here so far.” He nodded again, with a little more energy than before. “Good, that makes me happy.” I said, then added “But the only way to keep on playing is to accept the rules. Do you understand?” Again, he nodded. “And what would make me very happy is to fuck you raw and cum in your boy pussy. Don’t you want to make me happy boy?” Again he nodded. And also didn’t you tell me you wanted to be a cumdump?” “Yes. Sir,” he said. I was surprised that he spoke and didn’t nod. “Good boy,” I said kissing him on his moist forhead. “So now I’m going to back to your hole and begin teaching you what it’s for.” And with that, I let his head drop, and went around to his waiting ass to deposit my poz seed.

Going Back Home (Part 1) My name is Tyler, I'm 21 (almost 22) and at 5' 10" and about 140 lbs, I have a tight, lean body, hair in all the right places and trimmed where is important. My cock is (probably) of that bottoms dream of at nearly 8". I left this little, one stop light town over 2 years ago with no regrets and never looked back. So why did I return for a long weekend visit, or person I could never forget, my best friend Chase. We were best friends all through high school and discovered a mutual love for gay sex one night when we had been put on a double date. I went out with some nameless skank and Chase took out my sister. Neither of us scored (not that I tried, my eyes were always on chases ass). We dropped the girls at my house and went with chase back to his place. Chase was an only child and his bedroom was very private so as we sat on his queen size bed in only our boxers or conversation turned to sex (as any 18 year old brain was centered). We were both easily turned on and when my had brushed his growing cock chase let a low moan out. I took this as my cue and moved in for more. Before chase knew what was going I had him naked and I was moving in for a kiss. That was the first night (of many) where I fucked him and bred his tight hole. We didn't know anything about safe sex and continued his regular breeding until the day I left. After I headed for the big city he took up with my sister and 'knocked within weeks of my leaving. I hard they had 2 twin boys and saw pics of the family. I had did not go back then to see the new kids, so you may be asking 'Why am I back I town' now? I had a plan and Chase was it! I came in for four days only contacting Chase, asking him to not say a word to anyone. I told him I needed to see him alone and hoped he'd be able to get away for a couple days. Since he and my sister never got married and he still lined at home so that he could give all his extra money to my sister and his kids. I texted Chase the second I got into town, getting a room at a cheap hotel I the edge of town. I asked fire a room I the backside of the property trying to give us some privacy. When I heard a knock on the door I knew it was my conquest. The moment came through the door and I could tell immediately by the bulge in his jeans, the smile on his face and the gleam in his eye he was happy to see me. It didn't take long before I offered him a 'drink', Coke with GHB to heighten his mood & help loosen him up (although I don't think he was going to need to it, the look on his face told me the he missed my cock). What i wanted the G for was to help introduce him to the joys of chem sex and to get him to beg for my poz seed. When I got to the city it didn't take me long to discover Tina and all the ways to enjoy her along with bottoming. I'm not really sure when I got pozzed, but I knew that I was toxic and prime to pass it onto my target. This was part of my plan to get him to come back to the city with me. I don't know if it was the G or his missing me, but we were both naked in minutes. Chase didn't waste much time getting my hard cock down his throat as I rubbed one hand through his brown hair and the other over his lean body. I knew what he wanted, but I had a better place for my saved up cum. I hadn't cum in nearly a month since I discovered my new 'status' (which want easy with the guys I knew in the city). I could tell if I let Chase continue his work he'd have me cumming in seconds before I stopped him and pulled him up for his first man-on-man kiss. He allowed my tongue into his mouth and I knew at that exact moment he would be mine! It was now my turn to orally pleasure my friend. As I kissed and licked my way down my friends skinny, slim body, I could tell how much Chase missed me as his fingers were tangled in my long red hair as I took his hard 7" cock into my mouth as Chase verbally let me know how much he missed me. While I had my friend a 'little' distracted I pulled out my Tina tainted lube (this is my social blend with enough T in it to get his so high that I'll be able to get him not only begging to be pozzed, but to go back to th city with me). I pushed his legs back and turned his ass up so I’d have better access to it. I leaned in to give Chase his first ever rim job. I knew this would (hopefully) break down all resistance in his body and allow me to slip in a shard or two ( or three or four) into his neg hole. As I began to lick, tease and stimulate Chase through his first rim job he couldn’t help control from moaning. I took a couple minutes to ask if he was liking my eating his ass, to which he replied, ‘Fuck yeah, you can do anything you want to me, I missed you.’ That was my cue and I picked up (what was probably) the largest shard of T I had and held it over his quivering hole. Chase looked up as me and asked what it was, I simply told him it was crystal and was about to rock his world allowing him to focus in on his hole and the infinite amount of pleasure he could experience. Without another word I dropped the shard on his slightly open hole before I pushed it inside. I then alternated between licking and fingering as I sunk the T in deeper and deeper while Chase moaned and said that he felt it burning. I kissed his inner thigh as I let him know that that was normal and would soon fade as I took a second shard and slipped in inside with two fingers, followed by a third shard. All the while I continued to lick and shove my tongue into his hole. By the time he was ready for the fourth shard his hole easily stayed open and I simply dropped it in. Looking down at my friend I asked if he was ready for me to own his ass? His reply was simple, Oh god yes! Since I knew he had not been fucked since I left town nearly 3 yrs ago I asked if he was sure he wanted me to fuck him like I used to and breed him. Not like I was going to give him a choice, but I did have some ‘specially prepared’ rubbers just in case. Chase was the typical dumb fuck country bumpkin, as I lubed up my cock with the Tina laced lube he told me that the few times he fucked my sister he never used protection. That’s why she got ‘knocked up’ shortly after I left town. He figured there was no way I could get him pregnant. I was thinking that this was too easy as I slowly sank my lubed up cock inside him, quickly bottoming out on the first stroke. I wanted the first few fucks to be memorable. I could see Chase slipping deeper and deeper into a Tina fuelled haze as I pulled out my pipe and began to get high myself. Chase asked about the pipe. I let him know it was the same stuff I dropped into his ass. He dumbly asked if he could have a toke. But in his position the only thing I could do was shot-gun the smoke to him. After a few hits form myself and a couple more shot-gunned to him, chase was well on his way to knowing the joys of chem sex. I dropped two loads inside Chase before I pulled out. The first time I egged him on to ask for my load, for me to shoot my dirty seed in him. On the second load I got him begging for me to get him pregnant. Each load was delivered with a deep passionate kiss.

Part 2 I dropped my fifth load inside Chase’s well used ass as the sun peered through the curtains of the hotel room I could see in Chase’s eyes he was ready for a break. I suggested that we jump in the shower to refresh ourselves. While we were in the shower I told Chase more about my business. His eyes lit up as I told him how much money I typically make in a week. I told him that I wanted him to come back to the city with me. The expression on his face was one of conflict, he knew that he could use the money, but he didn’t want to leave his boys. After the shower we drank a ton of water and ate a couple bananas each when I told him to go over to the bed as I finished getting things ready for us to start back up again. When he reached the bed I let him know that there was a (well packed) pipe waiting for him if he wanted to smoke some more of the stuff we used last night. The eagerness of his grabbing the pipe and lighting up (with my instructions) told me he like Miss. Tina. Looking in the mirror I could see him blowing some impressive clouds. When I joined him at the bed I told him to lie back as I placed a strap on his upper arm. Chase didn’t question anything I was doing (not even the ‘red’ tinge to the barrel of the point) as I wiped his arm with alcohol. I simply told him that if he really liked the stuff I gave him last night along with what he was smoking, he would love what I was about to give him. I found a nice vein and slipped the needle in, registering an additional red to the barrel before I slowly pushed the plunger down. As I was injecting the drugs into my friend I let him know a little bit of what to expect as the point was emptied. I placed some tissue on the injection site, raised me friend’s arm as I released the strap. Chase coughed out hard as he rode his first rush. I joined Chase on the bed as I rubbed his chest letting him know everything was going to be just fine. I then began to administer my own slam. Once I joined Chase’s level (well not quite, I did about half of was I gave my buddy) I pulled his head to me throbbing cock. He eagerly swallowed me to the root as I pulled his body around so I could eat his hungry ass. His moans drove me wild as I was eager to fuck my friend. There was going to be something different during this fuck session. It was time to let Chase know his fate and seal the deal of his moving to the city with me. I crammed a pillow under Chase’s ass as I lined up my cock with his formerly neg ass. I slid in slowly while I stared directly into my friend’s eyes. As I bottomed out balls deep I asked him how my poz cock felt inside him. I don’t think his drug hazed brain registered what I said as I began to slowly pull out before slamming back in. After a few strokes I then commented that I could still feel my dirty, poz cum deep inside him, that after I was finished his poz ass was going to belong to me. I kept this talk up and slowly saw the wheels turning when he finally got what I was telling him. I cannot describe the expression that told me he knew his fate was sealed. Chase placed his hands on the back of my neck and pulled me in for a kiss. I knew at that moment Chase made up his mind to go back with me to the city. I kept Chase high until Sunday morning with additional slams as I started to explain more of the business and how he was the star of my latest live production. I showed him where several of the hidden cameras were in the room and the estimate that this weekend’s live sex show probably netted me $10,000-$15,000, which half was his. Chase took another half dozen loads from me before we ended the show, had something to eat and slept until early Monday morning when we left for the city.

Anyone else really turned on by the thought of me & a few other tops holding down a hot smooth bottom and raping both of his holes all night long? Use him & abuse him like the (sub)human sperm bank he is. NO safe word, NO mercy, NO lube. Make him scream. Make him struggle.

This is one of my favorite bathhouse memories to jerk off to. It had been a long frustrating week and all I wanted to do was get loaded with jizz all night long. I cleaned out at work so all I had to do was get my room, lube up and head out with my bottle of poppers. I did not even bother taking a towel. I wanted everybody to see what was offered. I went to the gloryholes first to warm up. The minute I knelt at the hole a cock stuck thru. Lucky me! In no time I was rewarded with a hot load. There was plenty of it so I took some time to roll it around my mouth and savor the gooey flavor. I sucked three cocks. The last I took a chance and pressed my ass to the hole. The guy only hesitated a moment before easing his cock into my hole. He paused long enough for me to take a long hit of poppers and then went to work on my ass. He had the perfect starter cock for my evening of being a cum dumpster. Not too big, not too small. He got me warmed up and well lubed with man juice. I was ready so I headed to the sling. It was occupied by a hot little bottom with a super hairy ass. I fucking love to eat a hairy ass especially when it has been bred by several cocks. He was taking on all cummers and I enjoyed the show even though I was jealous as hell. I watched as five different guys loaded him up and who knows how many he took before I arrived. A couple of his fuckers were major trolls but they both had fantastic cocks so it was still hot to watch. There was a break in the action so I took the opportunity to dive in and sample his hole. He moaned and twitched while I ate out his cummy ass. Eventually he pushed out a huge squirt of jizz for me. It was a torrent. Made my cock so fucking hard. I kept it in my mouth and then kissed him with it. While we were snowballing all that delicious cum another top stepped up and fucked him. The whole time he was getting banged we traded cum back and forth with sloppy kisses only pausing to snort poppers. The last top made his deposit and wondered off. The bottom, I found out later his name was Roger, said he needed a break. So while he went off to piss I climbed in the sling. After seeing all that hot action I was in a frenzy to get loaded myself. Thankfully it was busy that evening and I only had to wait a moment before a daddy bear stepped up and crammed his fat cock in my hole. He was hairy all over and I got off petting his fur while he got off in me. I pretty much had dick up my ass for the whole next hour. It was fantastic. One of the tops had some great poppers that really sent me flying. I must have taken about eight loads. One of the trolls came back to fuck me. He was butt ugly with pale clammy skin and man boobs but he had a fantastic cock and a huge nut sack. Plus he was really good at dirty talk. I love aggressive tops who really know how to press my buttons with colorful language. Its an art. I did not realize that Roger came back and watched a lot of the show. When there was a break he returned the favor and ate out my ass. I gave him a big wad of cum that he shared with me but he fucked me at the same time. After he shot his load I invited him back to my room to share some beers I had smuggled in. We spent the next couple hours drinking, snorting poppers and devouring each other bodies. Part of the time we left the door open so guys could wander and use our holes as they chose. At the end of our time together I slowly fucked him while he told me how his grandpa taught him how to suck cock and that he got addicted to cock and cum when his grandpa would invite guys over to fuck him. Where ever you are Roger I hope you are still going strong and you are getting your share of dick.

15 sweaty groaning-and-moaning-filled minutes later the chem-controlled sexy sub pig boy (whose name I learned was Trevor) was laying on top of me on the living room carpeted floor in a wet noisy 69 feast on each other's hard dripping dicks (gotta love that Viagra!) while equally piggish slurping sounds were being made by our hot leather daddy as he picked up where I had left off eating this sexy pig's parTyed up virgin ass! Trevor's muffled moans and lustfilled cries around my throbbing poz cock buried in his throat created vibrations through my shaft and down into my nuts and asshole as he couldn't keep from reacting to daddy's long thick and experienced tongue! Daddy ate ass like no one else I've ever known. His tongue made toes curl and jocks cry with the intense pleasure and erotic feelings. And of course the additional 2 shards of T daddy had added to this boi's greedy mancunt were helping immensely to push him closer to that point of begging to have his cherry popped..which would only be the beginning of this safe-sex bi stud's weekend journey to the dark sweet pleasures of raw bareback drug-filled poz sex...and his own pozzing! In my position I could watch up close as daddy's wet sexy tongue lapped and chewed at and penetrated Trevor's loosening pink hole. DAMN! That was such a fucking view and made me use my mouth tongue and throat on Trevor harder and more determined to work him to that edge...but not allowing him to cum yet. Daddy had already told me that the pig's NEED to cum would be the leverage he'd use if needed to get the boi to agree to take daddy's bare poz dick. Once he agreed to that Daddy would give him permission to cum....while he was getting his first ever ass-drilling from a bare raw chemmed up unmedicated POZ cock! Fucking hot to think about that happening soon! My thoughts were brought back to the current moment when I realized that daddy's face and tongue weren't in the pigs ass anymore at what was apparently the same moment the pig realized it too. Suddenly I felt the coolness of the air on my throbbing wet boner as Trevor pulled off my dick and turned his head back and asked Daddy to please not stop. "It feels so damn good having your tongue in me, Sir!" I cooled down the intensity that I'd been eating this boi's beautiful cock with, but kept my lips sucking around his oozing head wondering what daddy had in mind. Daddy chuckled his deep masculine way that I knew from experience meant he was ready to move things forward faster toward our immediate goal. "Yea pig boi?" I heard daddy say. "That hot sexy boihole likes having something in it, doesn't it? Is that sweet Tina cunt of yours hungry to have something inside it and making you feel better than you ever have?" "Oh fuck yea, Daddy Sir!" the tweaked out innocent pig boi answered without hesitation. What you and your boy have done with my ass tonight is fucking incredible! I need more! I need to feel you inside my hole Daddy! I'm so damn horny! Please! Please Daddy....can I feel you back in my hole again?!!" As I heard the pig say that it was all I could do not to cum right then. He had no idea what doors that pleading was about to open up to him, but once opened they wouldn't be shut again! Daddy'd make sure of that!

Steamworks after a 10 hour shift at work..... with a heavy 420 buzz I worked a glory hole servicing a few glorious cocks while mine was getting worked through a lower hole... after shooting twice I took a break in my room... door open... laying flat on my face... legs spread... and dosed off... I woke up to a guy trying to push his cock into my hole... I relaxed... he fucked me and came... then another guy took over... I just layed there and let guy after guy use me... I can't count how many guys fucked me or how many loads I took but there was always 2 or 3 guys at a time hanging by my door. I was stoned, tired, sex spent, and just loved the being the "sure thing" fuck boy for so many men for what seemed like *hours*...

So horny! This sounds like heaven to me and I want to move in! I want all of those toxic and AIDS cocks blasting me full of their tainted seed, please!!

Only friends and hot guys. Connor was still the joy of my life. Our usual morning routine, during the semester, was waking up together and him going off to class and me going for a run. I was so happy every morning waking up next to my amazing guy. We'd run through our respective days and then catch back up after our last class spending the rest of the afternoon/evening together. It was a great life. And, best of all, our sex life was amazing. I still hadn't told Connor about Seth; which did cause me occasional guilt. The guilty feelings never lasted more than a moment. During the summer, Connor had a paid internship. His internship was in NYC and Connor was going to stay with my aunt and uncle in Manhattan. I was staying in New Orleans for a while alone and moving us into our new apartment. After I moved into the new place, I was going to NYC to spend the summer with Connor and my family. Connor and I had a month separation ahead of us. We fucked so much that my ass actually had a dull ache some days. As the time of his flight approached it was as if every moment away from him hurt. When he'd get out of bed, I'd run my fingers over his arm, leg or chest just to get a last touch. The lovemaking became so emotional that Connor cried once. He said that he'd never loved anyone as much as he loved me. He didn't know how this was going to work over the next month because he didn't want to be away from me. I was so happy he reciprocated my desires and fears. We held each other a lot. I cried at the airport watching him go through security. My friend John drove us because he knew I'd be a basket case. Connor called as soon as he arrived in New York. We spoke his entire cab ride to my aunt and uncle's building. They all called me together to let me know that Connor arrived safely and was properly installed in the guest room. Connor and I spoke every day. We started texting more during this time, but it was clunky then because we had flip phones. We'd send each other the dirtiest texts. We told each other every night that we loved each other. I missed him. One night, Connor missed our call and I kinda freaked out. I was really nervous and afraid something had happened to him. I called my aunt and uncle and they hadn't seen him. I paced the room. Went for a run along the streetcar line. Washed dishes. Finally I fell asleep and I heard the text - "Sorry babe. I forgot to call. I was out with coworkers. I love you." I was immediately jealous of these "coworkers". Not that I had any reason to be. It was irrational. But I missed Connor so much. I was about to call him when I got the next text. "Don't worry babe. I love you. Talk to you tomorrow morning. :)" Of course I slept poorly. Connor called at 6am New Orleans time and apologized again. He said I must've been freaking out some. I admitted I had. He asked what I did to not totally freak out. I told him all the things I had done. He said, "Wow. You must really miss me babe. That's more than your usually calm anxiety." We chuckled. I told him that I might go out with some mutual friends that night. He asked who and said, "Well maybe you should let them fuck you to work out the anxiety." He laughed. I laughed too. Then Connor said, "Babe I really was with coworkers last night. All we did was grab dinner and a few drinks and then I walked home. My phone died during dinner. That's why I didn't text you." He continued, "I mean it though Zach. If you want to have sex with our friends tonight without me being there; that's cool." He continued, "I haven't had sex without you for over a year. I only want you. But, Zach, I think you need a lot of sex. There's a validation or something in it for you. I don't fully understand it, but I love that I can give that to you either through my dick or by giving you permission to ride one of our friends as a substitute. We only had three rules and we never broke them - only with me knowing or participating; only with our friends or hot guys we do together; and no guys with HIV. The last rule is more serious now because we stopped using condoms with our other partners. It keeps us both safe." I was quiet. Connor asked me to say something. His voice quivered slightly. I replied. "I understand babe. But, what do you mean that I use sex as validation?" Connor said, "I knew I chose the wrong word when I said that. Um....just forget it. I didn't mean anything by it ok?" He followed with a really sincere, "I love you so much. Please don't overthink this like you do. I love you and I miss you and I want to see you." I relaxed and said, "I love you and miss you too." We hung up and both went about our day. That night I went out with Ramon, Dave and Bradley. (I mentioned Bradley in an earlier chapter.) Ramon was a very hot Latino top and Dave was a jockish mutual friend. Bradley never really went out, so this was a rare occasion. We drank and danced mostly. I did a couple of bumps of coke, but nothing else. Bradley loves daddies and was on the hunt for a nice daddy that night. Bradley is a rarity - and Asian top that likes to fuck older white guys. We changed bars to follow Bradley across the street. We were now at Pub - no dance floor on the first floor, just a giant bar. So we did shots and I rubbed up on Ramon a bit. Bradley found his target daddy for the evening and left for the guy's hotel room, leaving us with the daddy's friends. They weren't bad looking guys, but definitely not the type we would normally find ourselves hanging out with at the bar. I was still flirting with Ramon and I suggested we leave these guys and go to the bathhouse. Dave and Ramon agreed. Off we went. We were changing and Dave asked, "Is it true that you and Connor have an open relationship?" I said, "We do threesomes and sometimes one of us can play without the other." Dave said, "Does that mean I can fuck you?" I took off my jeans, looked over my shoulder at Dave, smiled broadly and wearing only my jockstrap I left the changing area. Dave was about 5'10", 150, built solid, big thighs and arms and a strong chest. Ramon was 5'7", 125, wiry build and a rumored awesome cock. Once inside I looked around for a bit. I was getting turned on looking at some of the action. Especially watching this twink getting nailed by this larger, older black man. That's what it must've looked like for the guys watching as Lou fucked me in the bathhouse in Albany. My cock was definitely getting harder and I stroked it through my jock pouch. Reluctantly, I turned away to find the guys again. I ran almost right into Ramon, whose towel did very little to hide his cock. I reached down and said, "That's a hot cock." I stroked him through the flimsy towel. Ramon took me to the steam room. He laid his towel on the bench and sat down, legs spread wide and I saw his plump dick coming to life. I got on my knees to suck him off and I heard Dave say, "Wow y'all don't waste any time." He took out his 6" cock and stroked it. Dave sat down next to Ramon. I started going from cock to cock sucking them. I liked sucking both cocks. I found myself wishing Connor were here with us. I would've loved to feel him slide in my ass as I worked both of these cocks. As if on cue, Dave stood up and slid his cock on my ass crack. I arched my back; raising my ass up for him. He opened a lube packed and put lube on my ass and his cock. Dave said, "Is it also true that you let guys ride you bareback?" I thought about it for a brief second. I came up off Ramon's cock and said, "Sometimes. I didn't bring condoms with me tonight. Did you?" I could see the condom pinned to his bicep by the locker key. Dave said, "No." I shrugged my shoulders and said, "I'm good with it if you are." I promptly started sucking Ramon's cock again. I felt as Dave slid his bare cock in my ass. He moaned, "Fuck yeah Zach. I've always wanted your ass man." He bottomed out quickly, let me adjust and then began slowly fucking me. I was spit-roasted in the sauna by our friends and I was loving it. Dave began pulling all the way out of my ass and slamming all the way back in. I was moaning as I sucked Ramon's awesome cock. It was long and just thick enough to be the perfect large cock. I was trying to take it all the way down my throat while Dave fucked me. Ramon was also moaning. I heard some other guys come into the room. I heard them whispering and they sat down and started stroking their cocks. Dave got a little nervous and slowed his fuck down, but then he picked back up when Ramon started talking to the guys. It was Bradley's daddy's friends. Dave leaned in and said, "Zach are you comfortable like this in front of these guys." I came up off Ramon's cock and said I was. I then took Dave's hand off my hip and brought it to my rock hard cock. He smiled at me and said, "Zach you're a slut." Dave shifted his cock into me as he said it. I moaned and went back to Ramon's cock. Dave was fucking me pretty hard now. I knew he wouldn't take long. All I could think about was sitting on Ramon's cock once Dave was done. Dave slapped my ass a couple of times. He said things about my great ass. His fuck was starting to feel really good. He was hitting good places and stroking my cock. Without warning, Dave slammed his cock into me with all his body and grunted loudly while saying, "I'm cumming." Dave came in me and then took a minute to relax on my back. I looked up at Ramon, stroked his hard cock and said, "Do you want me to ride you?" Ramon nodded. He also had a condom pinned against his arm with his locker key. As Dave pulled out of me and turned to leave the steam room, Ramon looked at the daddy's friends and said, "Watch this." I stood up, turned around, lined his cock up with my hole and sat down. I had to stop about 1/3rd of the way down to adjust to Ramon's size. That's when I noticed the guys stroking and watching us. They weren't bad looking guys - 40s maybe, not out of shape, but not in shape, one bald, the other graying hair. I felt Ramon's hands rub up my torso and then grab my shoulders to pull me down. It wasn't forceful, but a gentle reminder of my current job. Get him inside me. I stroked my cock and kissed Ramon as I continued to slide down his cock. It was a great cock. I groaned in pain with the last few inches. Then he hit something inside me that not every guy can tap. I moaned. I needed his cock to hit that spot again. I started to lightly ride his cock. He has a fabulous cock. I was riding him faster and the daddy's friends were really excited seeing my ass take this cock. I was loving the looks on their faces about half as much as I was loving the cock in my ass. Ramon said, "Zach, I haven't been in someone bareback in awhile. I'm not going to last too long." I slid all the way up his cock and all the way down it a few times. I thought I'd slow the pace that way and he'd last longer. I was wrong. Just as he was hitting that spot inside me again, he groaned and exploded inside me. His load was as big as the cock it came from. It filled me up and started to slide out of my ass even though his cock was still inside me. I got up off Ramon and sat on my towel and felt my ass. It was puffy and definitely leaking cum. Ramon fingered me and said I was a hot fuck. He asked if I needed help getting off as he bent over to suck my cock. I thought about the black guy fucking the twink and thought I'd go back and jerk off watching them. I told him that. He laughed and said he was going to shower. I laid back for a minute and then felt the other guys moving in on me. I didn't open my eyes. I felt one of them spread my legs. I looked up. It was the bald one. I let him feel my hole. He lifted my legs so my back was against the bench and sank his average cock into me. I moaned and closed my eyes. The bald guy lasted only a few minutes before he asked if I wanted his cum. I thought about it, "Fuck I was totally breaking the rules. No sex with guys who weren't our friends or weren't hot. This was a total stranger. Should I be doing this?" Then he said, "Too late. I'm cumming in you." Just as he slammed into me I said, "Do it! Cum in my ass." The bald guy slid out of me and the grey haired dude took his place. He said, "You are a very pretty slut." Then he pushed his dick into my hole. He fucked me hard and held my head against the bench as he fucked me. I moaned a lot. He moaned and called me names. Then grey hair said it too, "Do you want my cum, slut?" I said, "Yes. Cum in my ass." He bucked a few more times and slammed home, unloading inside me. He got up and then the older guys left the room. I jerked off laying right there. Four cum loads in my ass and only two from friends. Two were from total strangers. I was so turned on. I thought about going to find the black dude to get load five. I got so close thinking about the entire evening that I came all over myself. I was spent. I showered and went out front. Ramon had waited for me, but Dave had left. Ramon asked if he could come over and sleep with me. I said, "Sure. I'd like that. I miss Connor cuddling me at night." Ramon said, "And fucking you at night, right?" I said, "I miss that too." Ramon and I slept together that night. He bred me another time that night and twice before he left to go to church the next day. I told Connor about Dave and Ramon, but not the other guys.

Went out with a friend last night. After a few hours clubbing our hearts out, we decided to head out. We jumped in his car and started to look for some food. After a few minutes he said he was wanting a bj. He promptly pulled out his 8in cut dick and waved it at me. So, being the slut I am, I leaned over and started giving him road head. When he stops the car, I look up and we are back at my place. He zips up and we head in. As soon as we get in, he tells me to strip and he pulls his dick back out. I start sucking again, naked, when I hear a door open. I keep sucking when I hear my roommate start taking to my friend. My roommate and I have fucked before so it's no big deal fit him seeing my mouth wrapped around a cock. But I think my friend had set it up with my roommate because in a matter of minutes I was leaned over the couch, friend fucking my ass and roommate fucking my mouth. By the end of the night, I had 2 loads in my ass. Over all, a great St Pattys day weekend.

Game Quest: Part 4 The Game Begins 5:37 pm and the doorbell finally rang. I opened the door and there he finally was. His build was what I expected, and his face cherub like, skinny, kinda cute, unfortunately the acne was more than I expected. He had a tight mouth, and big brown eyes that would never meet my gaze. His eyebrows connected, but easily fixed with grooming. He was dressed in jeans, a grey t-shirt and Converse sneakers. The bike ride was obviously a long one on an 80° day because his t-shirt and short unstyled light brown hair were soaked with sweat. “Hello boy,” I greeted him overly enthusiastically, catching the shy boy a little off guard. “I’m Rog, come on in to the air-conditioning, before you drown in your own sweat.” I offered him my hand and shook his hand while I pulled him in the door. I was more than happy to see his handshake was limp and weak, the sign of a true passive. In he came, and shyly peeped out a “Hi, I’m Greg” as I pulled him passed me. A distinct smell of boy body odor followed him. “You must be thirsty,” I said “after that bike ride. Why don’t you make yourself comfortable and I’ll get a couple Cokes out from the kitchen. The costumes are over there on the couch, why don’t you have a look at them, I’ll be right back.” I injected on my way to out of the living room. “Oh, also look at the clock and note what time it is. That’s number 7, don’t think I didn’t notice.” I took my time coming back from the kitchen, mostly to give him time to look over the costumes I laid out for him, but also to think about what approach to take next. He hadn’t noticed me coming back into the room with the Coke bottles, and he startled a bit when he realized I was watching him examining the black rubber body among the others. Bingo, I said to myself he’s a rubber suite before. “Go on,” I said, “you can touch it. That one’s for my favorite cosplay. I have other accessories for it too, I just haven’t had time to get them out yet.” “What’s it for Sir?” He asked as he picked it up. “It’s for a stealth interrogation cosplay. It should fit you, if you’d like to try it on.” I said realizing that the last minute name was kind of lame. He looked a little puzzled at the name of the game I gave him, but he never took his eyes off of the suit. In all the sm videos I’d sent him under my false profile, there had to have been a rubber suit. He looked at it intently then started examining the zipper that started at the neck and worked its way down between the two nipple flaps, then down past the crotch, and under between the legs to finish at the small of the back. He was fixated on it, and I think I could see a small bulge forming in his sweat jeans. “Let’s try it on you.” I encouraged him sternly. “I’ll give you a hand getting into it.” “Ok”, he said blankly. That was violation number 8, but I thought it best to remind him of it later. I put the Cokes down on the coffee table, and grabbed the hanger in the suit with one hand held it up so it fell to its full length. “It’s easy,” I said “you just unzip the zipper all the way, like this, and then climb in.” He continued to feel at the suit touching the powdery inside. “Now,” I said. “it’s not going to slip on over your jeans and stuff, so it’s best to take off your clothes.” This woke him up a bit, he looked up at me, and met his gaze with the most serious look I could muster. Silence pervaded at this moment and I thought to myself, this is where I’ll get him. If he obeys, then he will be mine. I continued to stare into his eyes, until he started to avoid my gaze looking around the room, then finally he dropped his gaze to his feet and said “Yes Sir.” “That’s a good boy.” I said rewardingly. “Let’s get you dressed in your costume, shall we. I’ll get you the accessories for it once it’s on. Ok? Now get your shoes and pants off, I’ll give you a hand with your shirt, by the smell of them, they could use a good washing anyway.” Greg bent over to untie his sneakers and when he was upright again, I slipped his sweaty t-shirt up over his head and threw it to the floor. “Ok, now the jeans boy.” “Yes Sir” He unbuckled his belt and shuffled off his jeans. My suspicions were right, and there was a bulge in the front of his yellowed briefs. He lowered his hands to cover it, and I pretended not to notice while I occupied myself with the suit. “Ok, I said, underwear too.” He grimaced a little bit and said, “but Sir, I don’t think I can…” Now in a deep strong and strict voice slightly mocking him, I said, “What? You think you’ve got something, I’ve never seen before? Now quite fucking around and get the underwear off.” Shocked by the tone, he moved his hands quickly to the waist band of his tighty whiteys. “Off!” I said He quickly obeyed and slipped his underwear down and let it fall to his ankles. Pretending to size him up for the suit, I could now get a look at his naked body. He was slim, a bit of a sunken chest, with tiny nipples. A thick untamed bush with fairly hairy legs, and the cutest little 6-inch cock that now stood at full attention. I spun him around to get him ready for the suit and saw he had a nice plump ass with hair from the small of his back all the way down through the crack. I hoped my clippers in the play room still worked, I had a fair amount of hair removal to conquer on this boy. I held the suit behind him lowering it so he could step into the legs. “Put your feet in the holes now one at a time.” I commanded. He stepped back with the left leg and I guided it in through the hole I held open, then the same with the right. I pulled the suit up now over his hips, and held the upper part open like a jacket for him to slide his arms in. Once his arms were in I pulled the rest of the suite up over his acne riddled shoulders, and spun him around quickly to pull the suit together over his chest. “Almost there,” I said. I spun him around again, and fastened the zipper pull at his neck and slowly lowered it down to his hard on, closing and tightening the suit around his chest, stomach and finally hips. I slid down with the zipper all the way down his torso to just above his erect cock, and blurted out “What’s this?” pretending to be surprised. He couldn’t, wouldn’t answer, and started fidgeting so much, I grabbed him by the hips to steady him. Relishing in his humiliation, I said, “I think it means you like the suit boy. Is that so? Feels good doesn’t it?” “Yes, Sir.” He mumbled while moving his hands to cover the tell-tale hard on. “Ah, ah! Don’t touch it,” I yelled swatting his hands back to his side. “I think we’ll just leave it like that out in the air, for a while.” I added letting him feel the humiliation of having a hard on in front of a stranger. I spun him around again, and grabbed the zipper pull at the small of his back and lowered it packing in his plump ass, and brought it up to just under his balls, still leaving his cock out. Now there really wasn’t much left to do. I had the boy exactly where I wanted him. In a rubber body suit, cock out, and staring submissively at his feet. It was now time to reel him in. “Let’s start the game.” I commanded. “The others won’t be her till later, so why don’t you and I just take our time and get you used to your role.” “Number one”, I announced, “you are a prisoner, I will be your interrogator. You will call me Sir, you will not disobey any order, you will answer all questions quickly and honestly or there will be consequences. Number two, any other game rules will be given out in the form of orders that you are obliged to obey. You will acknowledge each order with ‘thank you Sir’. Is all of that clear boy?” “Yes Sir,” he said seeming a very nervous. “Good boy, now let’s get some more accessories and start your interrogation.” I went over to the T.V. stand and opened a drawer and removed a pair of leather wrist straps, shackles for his ankles, a locking black leather collar and a heavy leather blindfold. I walked back up the boy who was now trembling a bit and grabbed each of his wrists and fastened on the leather wrist restraints each in turn. I turned him around and grabbed his wrists behind his back and locked the cuffs together. While behind him, I reached around his neck and locked on the collar, giving it a nice snug fit and finally locked the chained shackles to his ankles. I stood back up and looked over my prize, this was easier and more fun than I had anticipated. The boy was turning out to be naturally submissive and the head of his cock started to glisten with pre-cum. “Now you’re mine.” I said to him in a murmur.

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!!

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.

Possibly, there is some true stuff in this story. Possibly, there is not. Winter of 1991, somewhere in the Midwest I had just finshed my first semester at an unremarkable state college where I'd made grades that were anything but great. I've always been called "smart", but never really did well in achool. Is there a name for nerds who suck at academics? I really had no pride left. I mean, I'm just slightly below average in every way with barely any social skills and maybe two people on the planet I could call "friends". Look at my avatar and subtract 25 years and add some glasses along with some unsexy facial scruff. That was me in this story. The opposite of hot. I was due to go home for Christmas with my parents. It was a three hour trip due South on the turnpike. My mom had called the night before and told me to keep an eye on the weather because a possible blizzard could hit. Is it bad that I secretly hoped it would? No offence to my family, but they are as boring and deflated as I was. Staying at school would only mean I'd have to temporarily bunk in the dorm for international students. How bad could that be? Well I payed the price for my wishes because the sky was only a tad gray when I woke up on the morning I was due to leave. Of course. It was a short drive to the turnpike where I got my ticket to enter this joyride through a boring, flat landscape that was dead for the Winter. Radio reception was iffy in this region. Even FM. I fiddled around with the dial and eventually found some odd sort of talk show where two old guys were talking about how the moon landing was all fake, and the government always lied to us about everything. Is it bad that I really didn't care? I mean, one way or the other, there was nothing I could do about it. I barely noticed that I didn't see any other travelers on the road. As the radio crackpots blathered on, it started to snow. It wasn't too bad -- it was just cemetary snow. Well, "Cemetary Snow" is what I called it because they were just tiny flakes. They looked like the kind of snow you'd see in a dramatic movie where there's a Winter burial and the snow is just there for a melancholy effect. Does that make sense? Well, anyway -- it was minor and didn't even seem to accumulate on the ground. After about 70 miles, I was nearly convinced that no man had ever actually set foot on the lunar surface...and the snow had gotten heavier. The flakes were still small but they were coming faster. I just kept my eyes on the road and felt a rod of alertness move straight up my spine. After 100 miles, I couldn't get the station anymore and the snow was getting worse in every way. The flakes were so big and so fast that they were alost a blur...a sideways-moving blur. I could also feel the wind picking up, moving my crappy little tin can car at its will. Uh oh. I was feeling a little panic, and thought briefly of trying to tune in some Christmas music to calm myself. But I didn't dare touch the radio so I could fully concentrate on the disappearing road. The speakers sputtered out static white noise as the storm got worse. Right up ahead I saw a blue Rest Area sign on the right. Good timing. I pulled into the small parking lot where there were no other cars or even any big semi trucks you always see in these places. Well, sure. They all have access to weather reports we tin can car drivers do not. I parked and considered the situation. I hadn't smoked at all that day because my mom hated the smell, but now seemed like the perfect time for a cigarette. I cracked the window a bit and let that steel rod up my back soften ever so slightly. I used my mostly-empty can of Mountain Dew as an ashtray and tried using my mind to soften the storm, but that of course didn't work. Thinking I just needed some extra time for my will over the weather to work, I opened the car door and made my way toward the restrooms. After a piss and maybe another smoke, surely this would all but be over with. I trudged up the mostly obscured sidewalk and noticed drifts had piled up the concrete box of toilets that had probably been here since Eisonhower was alive. It was obvious I should have worn heavier clothes because the freezing air went through me like an x-ray. Once I got inside the men's room on the left of the building, I felt a little less vulnerable. It was ugly, smelly and lit only by bare lightbulbs in ancient fixtures on the ceiling -- but it was about fifteen degrees warmer than the outside. I thought I'd probably take a nice long pee and smoke break, sitting on one of the toilets but two of the stalls were 'out of order' and the third one was clogged with massive turds. Never mind. I went to one of the urinals which were not seperated by any kind of partition. Even though I had the whole place to myself, I still hesitated about which urinal to pick. I finally chose the one furthest down the line away from the door and unzipped. I tried to pee, but my whole body was shivering and I was severely stressed out by the weather. My dick shrunk up like snai; and wouldn't let me vacate the contents of my bladder. Without zipping back up, I backed away a little and put a cigarette in my mouth. If I just kept standing and relaxed a bit, the pee would find its way out eventually. So I tried again. As the wind roared outside, I aimed at the drain and was almost there when I heard a loud creak as the door opened. Shit! I had no idea what to do. NO idea. Maybe it would be a capable state trooper who'd escort me safely home in his warm patrol SUV that had a plow attached to the front bumper. No. It was just a very regular-looking guy, not much older than me wearing sweats under a bright orange ski jacket. And flip-flops...in this kind of weather. I wasn't shocked or anything because I went to college with dudes who would wear shorts and sandals on the coldest days because they wanted to seem eccentric or else they just didn't have the money to do laundry ona regular basis. He didn't seem very collegiate. He looked like a guy who would repair combines or something. Whatever the case, I was determined to empty my water no matter what. I'd go back to my car and sit there with the heater on and maybe pray, Of course he lined up at he urinal next to me...which meant no pissing would happen soon. Goddamn him. I was going to pee despite this idiot. I let the cig tumble put of my mouth intp the drain below me. The guy pulled his sweats down and unleashed his dick right there where I could see. For Christ's sake! I stared straight ahead at the concrete tiles and focused on my own business. I didn't hear any flow on his side either. Nothing. I ventured a look and saw him holding his fat pink penis in his left hand. I wasn't too impressed with his member, but I noticed his hand for sure. It was a rural hand. A working hand. I'm so stupid. What if he saw me staring and why was I staring? Whatever. The world was ending out there and I wanted to look. I couldn't help but notice his nails. They were jagged - as if he cut them with a dull handsaw. And they were so black. Most people think that dirty nails are caused by actual dirt, soil. But it's mostly dead skin cells, body oil and food. There's a word for this, but I don't know it. I'm a lousy student, remember? As I'm mesmerized by the dude's dirty nails, I noticed his dick was getting erect. It went from 'average' to 'above average' to 'very above average' in ten seconds. I had to make myself look up at him, and of course he was watching me watch his stuff. Oh fuck it! I was so far beyond embarrassment eight then that I just said "Hi.". We turned toward each other with our dicks hanging out od our flies, He was taller and cuter than I'd noticed at first. What to say next? "Nice hands", I said stupidly. "Huh?", he really sounded confused -- I guess because he thought I was going to compliment his dick. "Well. I mean. Nice ... big hands. And the. The dick is really nice too, I'm sorry," He laughed and I looked at the floor. I'm so dumb. He'd probably beat the hell out of me now. This stranger. I waited for it. "what he hell are you doing here, kid?" My words were still formless, but I tried to say that I was going home. All that came out were sudden loud sobs and a few words like "Christmas" and "Mom". And then I collapsed under the weight of my own panic and hit the floor. "Stay here", he said and bolied for the exit, his flip-flops clicking urgently as he scurried away. I was all alone. In a bathroom. In a blizzard. I've never had a passion for life, but never thought it'd end like this. Seconds later, the guy came back with his arms overloaded with army-green blankets and two orange sleeping bags. He busied himself making a little green and orange nest in the back of the cement room where there was once a stall that had been removed. "Come get warm", he said with chattering teeth. I was confused. "Here??" "What? You want to camp outside?" I felt like I was nine years old. "What if somebody comes in? What if help comes?" He looked at me like I was a total idiot. "The whole turnpike is shut down. Get it? There's no going North and no going South". "Meaning?" His face softened and his eyes were figuring out how to now see me. "Meaning...we've got the whole middle of the state to ourselves". And then he smiled and came over to help me up off the floor. He led me back to our makeshift suite of blankets and sleeping bags and layed me down like my mom would. The fluffy sleeping bags were our mattress and the blankets made a comforter. It was amazingly nice and cozy. We were both laying on our backs and having our own thoughts without talking. I didn't figure we'd talk anymore the whole night. I was alost relaxed until he spoke up. "What did you say about my hands again?" Oh man. I guess there was no being shy at this point. "I just noticed how nice your hands were...and your fingers...and your fingernails". I didn't stumble on a single word. SILENCE Then he kaughed a little and held his left arm out straight above our heads to catch what little light we had. "Jeezus, dude. My fingernails are filthy as fuck! You didn't notice that?" I reached out of the warm blanket and pulled his hand down to my face, I licked the palm and made it a point o suck each fingertip. I guess I'd made my point. "Wow. Thanks, man. Did you notice anything else?" I scanned my useless brain for something I'd forgotten to mention. "Check it out", he whispered as he twisted his arm to show me the underside of his thick wrist. There I saw a biohazard tattoo. I knew what it was from visits to the doctor's office and seeing that red trash can with the same symbol on it. That's where gloves, needles and bandages went. It was a hospital thing. "Are you a doctor?", I ventured. "Yes. That's it. I'm here to cure you of yourself. Get it?" I didn't. But as I wondered what he meant, he was on top of me. OK. I was thinking I was ready for this step. He pulled my jeans off and ripped my underwear . He was kissing me and I tasted him. As I searched for a description of his flavor, he stuck one of his dirty, nasty fingers in my asshole. He was scratching in there on purpose. Then there were two dirty fingers inside. Shit. I was going to get an infection of some sort. I needed to put a stop to this shit, but as I pre-formed my protest my hero was suddenly higher on top of me and the head of his dick was inside my hole. GOD! How can anything hurt that much? I'd broken my arm when I was ten and it didn't hurt like this. But it was sex. Right? Man Sex is supposed to be like this? I had so much to think about and so much pain to process, but I was forced to deal with Hero Man's rapid thrusting and animal grunts. I wanted him to look at me, but his eyes were shut tight as he made one last thrust and growled. I sure wanted to talk about all this, but he just tunbled into sleep. I wasn't tired at all until suddenly I was. I wormed my way down into the pile of blankets and felt sleep attack me like a grizzly bear. Merry Christmas, I guess.

So. This is another true story. A few weeks ago, my husband had just left for work and I was horny as hell. Note for those who didn't read my earlier post: I'm a 27 year old whore. 5'7" and about 150lbs. Hairy and love bottoming. My husband is a sweet adorable man who doesn't have much of a libido and I'm always horny as hell so I fuck around when he is away at work. Bored out of my mind, I decided to hit up some of my regulars to see if they were free. Nothing there. I hit up A4A and BBRT and small town that I am in, nothing. I finally resorted to Grindr. Posted a note saying I was horny and looking for now. A few minutes later I was hit up by a blank profile. No pleasantries. Just a simple "address?" Being a good slut I gave him my address. He asked, "std and HIV?" Me, "Clean. You?" Him, "Squeaky clean." That's all he said. I quickly showered and cleaned up and prepared the lube and condoms. Fifteen minutes later he sends me a message, "Here." Buzzer didnt work so I went downstairs to get him. At the door I literally stopped short. I saw a fucking hunk of a man. Handsome as fuck. White guy. Late twenties. Built like a football player (big and beefy). Black beard and the deepest blue eyes. The guy seemed too good to be true. I thought maybe he was there to meet someone else. I walked up and opened the door. He looked at me and said, "this is gonna be fun." I led him upstairs slowly. I was so in awe of him I couldn't walk any faster. I finally ushered him into my house and he asked where the bedroom was. I pointed it out weekly. He held me by the neck and led me into my own bedroom. I knew who was in charge. Once inside, he said, "Listen faggot. I'm straight so don't even think of trying to kiss me. Understood?" I weakly replied, "Yes Sir." I quickly got to my knees and untied his shoes. I took them off and took a big whiff of his sweaty smelly socks. I licked his smelly socks and rubbed my face all over and under his feet. My submission to his superior self got him hard. He motioned me up to his crotch and I obliged by quickly unbuckling his manly texas style belt and jeans. I pulled down his pants to his ankles and he stepped out of them. All the while my face was buried into his sexy grey boxer shorts as I was aiming for that hard on. He slapped me on my right cheek on the face and pulled off his shirt. For the first time I saw his sexy hairy chest. He had the perfect chest. Big and burly. His chest hair thicker and blacker than mine (which can be hard considering I'm brown). He had a sexy Tattoo on his left pec with his name on it. We will call him Brandon. He had another sexy complex mechanical tattoo on his left shoulder and upper arm. Basically with his shirt off, this Addonis went from a 9 to a 13 out of 10. I feel it is a bottom's duty to ensure that the bottom slut is undressed faster than its top. So I too quickly took off all my clothes down to my birthday suit left in just the work socks that my baby daddy had given me and told me to wear every time I got fucked by another man. Anyway, my sexy straight top then went to lie on the bed on his back. He made himself comfortable using my husband's pillows. And then ordered me with those Godly eyes onto his crotch. I politely obliged and took a big whiff of his sweaty crotch before begging him for permission to remove his boxers with my mouth. He permitted me. I did the finest and fastest job of doing so considering the practice I'd had. His cock was a beer can thick 9" member oozing precum. It was covered at the base by a thick growth of the densest public hair I had ever seen. This white man, whoever he was, was the finest specimen of a testosterone filled man I'd ever seen. I quickly started to lick his hairy balls and work my way up to his thick uncut cock. His crotch was pungent. And he was sweaty. Maybe he had worked earlier. It got me even more horned up. I took his cock in my mouth and tried to deep throat it. Gagged. He laughed and pushed me down on it. I choked and gagged for a few minutes before he let go. And then my throat became used to him and I wored his thick dick deep into my throat over and over. "I dont want to cum this way faggot," he said. I knew what he meant. I squirted some lube on my ass and positioned myself on my back. I grabbed a condom and started to open it. He laughed. "I'm gonna breed you raw faggot." With that he forced his thick cock onto my hole. It was too big. I screamed a "No. Condom please." He slapped me hard across the face. So hard it hurt. Angrily. He grabbed my face and chin with his hand and pushed his face into mine. "I will do as I want. And I will fuck your ass raw. Understood?" I started to cry. He spit on his thick cock and forced it in. I screamed in pain and he held his hand over my mouth and pushed my face down as he forced his way into my ass. He was pushing down on my face so much and so hard into the mattress, I could feel the box spring hitting the back of my head. My ass was higher than my face and completely at his disposal. He kept forcing his cock in till he was balls deep. And that's when the rough thrusting began. My screams were muffled by his sheer force and his loud animal grunts as he raped my ass raw. Twenty minutes later I had lost all strength to fight back and he was still strong and powerful destroying my sore ass. The pain was slowly starting to feel good as I knew I would probably never be raped like this by real man ever again. He moved his hand from my mouth to my neck and pulled me up to his hairy pit. I took a big whiff and as soon as I smelled his manliness, my limp dicklet sprung to life. This seemed to please my sexy bear rapist and his thrusts started to get deeper and faster. He kept hitting my prostate and after five more minutes, he had me cummings hands free. I shot all over my chest and face. He smiled and continued to grunt as my hole automatically became tighter after I had just come. It started to hurt more and more. I started to tear up again and whimpered. Finally he announced that he was getting close by grunting loudly and started to deposit volleys after volleys of his baby juice into my ass. I counted thirteen thrusts and volleys. I finally took a deep breath as he pulled out of me. My ass felt empty. He brought his dick close to my face to clean off. I could see pink splooge on it. I knew he had ripped me up good. I lapped up everything that was on his dick as he laughed for some reason. He looked at me handsome as ever and said, "You're such a faggot." As he wore his clothes and I lay there exhausted with my ass sore and bleeding, I said to him, "Thank you Sir."

I have been reading and getting LOADS of pleasure from so many of you guys' stories, I thought I would try to return the favor. This is my first attempt so any constructive criticism will be appreciated. The story is a mix of truth and fantasy based on my own experiences and those of others I know. Hope you enjoy! Standing behind the high-back leather chair occupied by my leather daddy in his harness and chaps, I reached around each side of the chair and took hold of his hard eraser-sized nips between the thumb and forefinger of each hand and immediately begin applying pressure and twisting them. I heard my leather daddy moan then growl his approval and sexual arousal as expected, knowing how sensitive his big nips were and how they are hot-wired straight down to his fat cut 8 inch leather daddy cock. I knew that with each twist, pull, tug or flick on the edge of his nips his always-horny dick would throb and vibrate, spewing out oozings of his hot poz precum. Many times sitting between his legs licking his hairy balls while he played with his own nips I would be almost hypnotized seeing his dick's reaction to the nip play. But tonight I couldn't see the excited throbbings and twitchings of daddy's dick from the sensations on his nips. No, my view of daddy's dick was blocked by the thick-haired head of the hot high young bi sub pig that was eagerly making love to daddy's cock with his wet warm mouth. He had arrived at daddy's house just a little more than 30 minutes ago and had been worshipping that meaty slab of meat for almost the past 15 minutes, stopping only 3 brief times - once to make out with me when he first started sucking that dick and I was sharing it with him (that was before daddy had told me to get behind his chair and work his nips), and then twice to take 2 HUGE hits off the pipe at daddy's direction. Daddy had told me before the young sub had arrived that he had plans for that sexy bi boy tonight and into tomorrow and that plan required that we make sure we keep him tweaked and horny the whole time. And the stuff daddy had for the pipe this weekend was very strong. We would make sure he was kept right at the edge of being horny and piggy without being too out of it. And from daddy's moans and the wet slurping noises it was apparent that right at this moment the little piggy was very horny and very ready to please "our" leather daddy. As I stroked daddy's nips with my thumbs, causing him to arch his back and growl again, I leaned forward over the back of the chair, licking at the sweat on his neck and whispered to him, "Is that a good mouth on your dick? Does that sub boy know how to treat his daddy's big cock?" Daddy had just started a big hit off the wipe as I asked the question so he didn't answer immediately. Daddy had great lung capacity and inhaled on his hits longer than anybody I knew. Still working his nips I watched as he finally removed the flame from the bowl sucked in one last time, held it then blew out a fucking monstrous cloud that totally blocked out the young pig on the floor between his legs. "So hot, Sir!" I whispered. Tina clouds always make me horny. And I knew this one was going to ramp up daddy's horniness big time, especially with what he planned this weekend for the handsome boy currently sucking his cock. That boy had no idea daddy was poz (or that I was too). And he for sure didn't know daddy had stopped his meds 3 weeks ago. If daddy had it his way - and I knew he would - the beautiful young chemmed up pig sucking daddy's cock would find out all about daddy before going home tomorrow and he would be on the way to becoming just like the daddy he was intent on pleasing in every way. Oh, if he only knew where that was going to lead him! **I know it's kind of a slow start guys but needing to set the background and scene. Let me know if you think I should continue. Thanks!**

Steam Room Breeding Chapter 1. I was out of town for a conference, staying at a really swanky hotel in Amsterdam, the kind with it’s own spa and sauna area. I finished my morning lectures and presentations and didn’t have anything all afternoon until a dinner meeting. After walking around town a bit, I went back to the hotel to change and explore the sauna area. Some of my straight colleagues had told me about the sorts of antics that went on there during past conferences. A manager told me that he got a handjob from another guy once. I suspected that if he admitted to a handjob, he probably did more. Another junior manager told me that he saw two guys blowing each other, which probably meant he was the one sucking cock. Hearing these straight guys, in Amsterdam no less, talking so lasciviously about a hotel sauna, I wondered what they must have though of the Red Light District… I thought their idea of deviant behavior was somehow quaint. Anyway, I skyped my boyfriend back home and told him I was going to go exploring. He winked at me, and told me to have a good time, and then told me that he would be entertaining a few friends of his own that afternoon. I knew he’d wind up taking loads, so there was nothing to stop me from having some raunchy sweaty fun. I went downstairs and was disappointed to find that the whole spa area was closed for the day for cleaning. Just my luck. I went back to my room and found a few overtly gay saunas online and headed that way. I found the address and was buzzed in. I saw a poster with a comic of an asshole leaking cum and some Dutch writing I couldn’t understand, but I did note today’s date featured prominently. I walked in, and the attendant spoke to me in perfect English, asking if I was a member, I told them no and that I was just visiting. He smiled and said, members only, but that today there was a special offer. I handed over the cash, paid my admission, and he gave me a yellow bracelet and told me to wear it so that members would recognize me as a newcomer and welcome me. I thanked him, and headed to the locker room to get rid of my clothes and into a towel. I shucked off my clothes as two guys came in, sweaty and smiling. They noticed my bracelet, smiled at me, and dropped their towels. Both were semi-hard, and one had a glistening cock that looked like he had just been fucking. He shook his cummy cock at me, smiling, as his buddy bent over the bench and pulled his cheeks apart, showing off a sloppy freshly-bred asshole. My mouth started to water. They laughed and said something in Dutch that I didn’t understand. ‘English,’ the top asked me. ‘American.’ I replied. ‘He wants to know if you want to fuck him…’ I was instantly rock hard and walked up to the bottom’s upturned ass. "Condom?" I asked. They both shook their heads no, and the bottom spread his cheeks wider. I lined up my raw cock and slapped it against his shiny wet hole. He backed up onto it, and I gasped as I easily slid all the way inside. The top walked up behind me and tweaked my nipples, sliding his slimy cock between my ass cheeks. The bottom sank himself until my balls were tight against him. They both babbled in Dutch as I pounded that hole. "Breed him," the top hissed into my ear. I could feel my orgasm building in my gut, and shot my load into his eager friend’s ass. I bent forward to catch my breath, still inside the wet hole below me. The top took that as an invitation and lurched forward, tearing my ass open. I knew he was in me raw, and I didn’t stop him. He had been rubbing off against my ass, surely leaking precum. That precum and the bottom’s ass juice still on his cock were the only lube as he jackrabbited against my ass. His fucking kept me hard, and even though the bottom was still, he was clenching his gut muscles. Just as the top started breathing more quickly and fired off his load into me, I lost another load inside the bottom. The top pulled out and walked into the showers, smiling at me, and beckoning for his friend to join him. The bottom kissed me on the mouth and fingered my ass a bit. He stammered as best as he could in English, "Nothing like fresh toxic cum…." My jaw dropped, and then I shrugged as I thought to myself 'My boy and I had both been taking cum from strangers for a long time. We certainly must had taken more than one POZ load. No big deal, right?'. Then why was I getting hard again, especially after just having cum twice? To be continued…

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.

James was a good boy. He was the best boy. James was the soccer jock, lgbtq club president, popular, friendly, and at 6'0", 165, blonde hair and blue eyes - gorgeous. He was the boy everyone wanted. James breezed through Stanford and then Princeton Law. His parents gave him a car for high school graduation; a backpacking trip through Europe for college graduation; and a condo for graduating law school. James new condo was in Chicago as was his new job at a top firm. James worked a lot, but he still played sports, ran, went to the gym and managed to fuck as much ass as he could find on Grindr. James a a wet dream - smart, attractive, educated, good job, gorgeous body, and a top. James fucked every gorgeous guy between the ages of 18-25 who hit him up on Grindr. He'd always go to their place. He'd always use a condom. He'd always blow his load on the guy's back or face. Boys fell at his feet and he loved it. He wasn't conceited, but it felt natural that guys hit on him and he accepted it with grace and a hard cock. James was picky though. The guys had to be as hot as him. He didn't want to grab anyone's soft belly or flabby tits as he fucked them. He wanted perfect guys. James also rejected barebackers. He thought they were stupid and risking their lives for momentary pleasure. You see, even though James had been fucking guys since he was 15, he had never once fucked a dude without a condom. James would say, "I'm saving that for the man I love." Enter...............the Tip James was out with his gay friends one night. They'd all been to a fundraiser for a gay rights organization and had a few drinks. They went out directly afterwards. James' friends were much like him, athough mostly bottoms and certainly not only have safe sex. In fact, most of them thought James was kind of pretentious about the safe sex aspect of his life. But, they never mentioned their dissatisfaction to James or each other. James' friend, Mike, introduced him to a friend visiting from Spain. Juan was a bit shorter than James, but he was just as fit. James thought Juan was the hottest man he had ever seen. Juan was very attracted to James. Mike had met Juan in Madrid. In fact, Mike had been fucked and bred by Juan many times, including that very morning. Mike knew not only that James and Juan were both tops, he also knew Juan was an amazing bareback-only top. Mike had also been fucked by James, who he knew to be a safe sex only top, so Mike thought it'd be interesting to see what developed between the two tops. It wasn't long before Juan was touching James all over. James was getting more girly than any of his friends had ever seen him. In fact almost everyone was shocked when James went to get drinks and Juan pressed his cock into James' amazing ass and very slowly ground into James. James was nervous. He was a top and this guy obviously wanted to fuck him. He didn't really know what to do. The guy was so hot that James had to fuck him. To calm himself, James drank more than usual, with the consequence he was rather drunk by the time he and Juan left the bar. James broke his first rule, namely he never brought tricks to his condo, but knowing Juan was staying at Mike's place, and as James wasn't interested in Mike being privy to what transpired that night, it seemed James' condo was the best option. Once in the cab, James finally got a good feel of Juan's amazing nine and a half inch cock. Now, James' cock was a solid eight incher, eight inches that guys loved, but James found Juan's cock was utterly amazing in both length and girth. They kissed in the cab, and Juan, never the shy type, sought-out James' crotch and massaged below James' balls, striving to reach his hole. James didn't really know why he did so, but almost involuntarily he spread his legs to accommodate Juan's focus of interest - his hole, and when Juan's fingers found that hole, James moaned softly. Once upstairs, James made a drink for each, and they enjoyed the amazing view of the Chicago skyline from James' living room. Not to be outdone by the city scape, Juan pulled his shirt off to afford James another amazing sight. James followed suit, and the two men resumed making out, as James melted into Juan's nimble fingers and suggestive tongue. It wasn't long before James and Juan were naked and James hands were braced against the floor to ceiling windows as Juan ate his jock ass. Even in his drunken haze, James thought several times that Juan ate ass better than he had ever eaten another man's ass, particularly as Juan's tongue reached an amazing depth into James' hole. Juan knew James was a top, Mike having told him as much, and, to get into James' ass, Juan knew he would need to weaken all of James' defenses, and opening-up James' hole was the best way to ensure James would be fucked at this very window, so Juan kept eating James' ass for quite some time until he got to his feet and asked "Why not grab some lube?" James returned with both lube and condoms. Juan pressed James against the window again and jammed his tongue up James' ass, causing James to moan like a whore. James was sober enough to realize he was begging like most of the bottoms he'd fucked. James decided right then that he would let Juan fuck him. It would be the first time James had been fucked his senior year of college. Juan recognized the relaxation of ass and back muscles as the other top gave his ass over to him, so he started fingering James. First, one finger, then two, then twisting and corkscrewing the fingers; then more ass-eating. Only to repeat the sequence several times. After almost an hour of prepping James' ass for this fuck Juan stood up and pressed his cock on James' ass crack, as he simultaneously kissed James and ground his cock into James' crack. Juan asked James what he wanted. "Please fuck me," came the reply. Juan made James beg to get fucked, and beg James did, realizing to some degree Juan was turning him into his bitch, but James was too drunk and too turned on to care. James wanted Juan's cock inside him. He needed it tonight. James spread his cheeks for Juan, face pressed against the glass. He shoved his hole back at Juan. Juan dribbled lube on James ass and then spread his hand over James hole to rub and finger it in. Then for the first time since they had been naked, Juan touched James' cock, giving it a thorough lube job. Juan then lubed James' ass and fingered him again, lubed James' cock again, and then lubed his own cock. Juan pressed forward on James open hole. James winced as he felt the cock enter him. Then he relaxed as the spongy head was pushing inside him. James knew it would hurt, but he really needed Juan to fuck him tonight. As Juan was pressing in a bit more, James asked "Are you wearing a condom?" "No," Juan replied. "I never fuck without a condom. Put one on." Juan pressed in a bit more and then pulled back some. Juan was watching and half his head was inside James now. Juan said, "I'm not even inside you yet. Let me just play around with the tip and then I'll put on the condom." James reasoned Juan's suggestion was okay as they would fuck bareback only briefly- only a minute or so. "Okay, but just for a minute. Then use the condoms on the table." Juan agreed. He had this safe sex top exactly where he wanted him. Juan pushed and pulled a little bit farther inside James' hole with each thrust. Once half Juan's cock was inside James, Juan asked James how he liked it. "It feels really good. We should put on a condom though." "Just a bit more. Your ass feels so amazing wrapped on my cock this way." Juan continued to lightly play with James' cock and stroke his lean, hot jock body as the former top was giving up his ass. Juan didn't take long before he was balls-deep in James' hole. James could feel Juan's public hair on his ass. He knew Juan was all the way inside his ass bareback. James mentioned the condom again. Juan flexed his cock inside James and James moaned and squeezed his ass on Juan's cock. 'Fuck it' James thought, adding 'I'll live it up. Just this one time. I'll let Juan fuck me bareback'. Juan knew he had James now. He knew the boy would never mention a condom again tonight. Juan started fucking James hard. James was moaning and grunting. Juan was amazed at how easily this safe sex top had given up his ass bareback. Juan was chuckling inside. He thought to himself, "All bottoms just need to be shown they are bottoms." Juan and James were sweating. James was getting his ass seriously fucked by the hottest guy ever. Juan was fucking a seriously hot guy. James and Juan both knew how amazing this fuck felt. James was grunting and moaning. He started imagining what it would be like bent over like this for Juan more often. James was imaging Juan fucking him everyday. He thought how lucky he was to have this gorgeous man inside him. How privileged he felt to be fucked by this big dick. Wow. Juan was an amazing fuck. Juan was stroking James cock faster and he was fucking with shorter and shorter strokes. James knew Juan was going to cum. Juan said, "I'm going to cum." James reached his hand back, grabbed James ass and pulled him inside him. James felt his first internal cum shot at that moment. He felt so hot. He felt so sexy. He felt so amazing. James came all over the rub and window. Without a thought of condoms, Juan fucked James multiple times a day, every day for the next two weeks before he left to return home. Juan came in James every time. Juan eventually started making James beg for the cum to be shot in his ass. James loved it.

Bathhouse pozzing Alex was excited and nervous. He hadn’t been to a bathhouse in years. And back when he did go occasionally, he was very strict on using condoms. Now, not only did he prefer bareback sex, but he’d started flirting with the idea of becoming poz. He knew there was always a chance you could become poz from unprotected sex, especially anonymous sex, but more and more, the idea of becoming poz had started to excite him. He looked for pozzing stories online and the hard to find video clips of guys begging for poz cum whenever he jacked off. He checked in at the front desk getting a locker and a towel and headed to the locker room. It was a busy Saturday night and the locker room was full of guys either getting undressed to put their towel on and go be sluts or getting dressed to leave after getting their fill of hot anonymous sex. There were all types of guys in there, fit, muscular, stocky, hairy, smooth, young, and old. He loved seeing a lot of their cocks before they wrapped their towels around their waists. He started getting a boner himself, just from being in the room. A muscular, hairy, bearded daddy noticed Alex’s thick 7.5 inch hardon, raised an eyebrow, and gave him a brilliant smile. He had just the right amount of gray in his hair, beard, and chest hair to make him hot as fuck. As he walked past Alex, he reached out and squeezed his shoulder. Alex took a couple of deep breaths, locked up his locker, put his towel on, and headed out of the locker room. He had to pass through the lounge area where several hot guys were sitting around talking or watching porn on the big TV. He walked by the wet area, taking a glance inside. He saw guys showering and in the hot tub. Some of the guys in the hot tub were making out and one guy sitting on the edge of the tub was getting his big cock sucked. Alex decided he could come back by there in a bit. He started walking around the halls, checking out guys standing by their rooms playing with their cocks through their towels. Occasionally he would pass by a room with a wide open door, the occupant naked on the bunk with his ass towards the door. That was an open invitation for anyone to come in and fuck them. He decided he would have to do that on his next visit, seeing how he was mostly bottom and the idea of random guys coming in to fuck him really turned him on. There was no telling how many of them would be poz. The thought made his cock tent his towel. He saw a crowd standing outside one door at the end of the hall. It was one of the bigger rooms with a bigger bed in it. Alex got where he could see in the room and there was a minor orgy going on. 3 guys were on the bed getting plowed and the room was full of guys waiting their turns. He could tell no one had a condom on and the thought of that kept his cock rock hard. He recognized a friend, Sam, waiting in line. Sam waved Alex in so he waded through the onlookers. Even though Alex was mostly bottom, he did like to fuck occasionally and he had a nice thick cock. Sam was a friend with benefits and he greeted Alex with a hug, a deep kiss, and a squeeze on his hard cock. He took his towel off and they stood at the side, watching the 3 guys getting fucked good and watching the waiting guys keeping their cocks hard for their turns. The energy in the room was very sexual and there was a lot of verbal nastiness going along with the fucking. “Oh yeah, take my big cock!” “Love the sloppy feel of your cunt with all those loads in it.” “Gonna fucking breed you, getting so close.” The one who was about to cum was the one Alex and Sam was standing by, a stocky guy with nice muscles. He started fucking the bottom’s ass harder. He had about 6.5 inches, but he was really thick. You just knew the bottom was feeling that cock, even if it wasn’t his first for the night. “Goddamn yeah, take my fucking gift!” the stocky fucker yelled and slammed his cock home. Hearing that he was trying to poz the bottom made Alex perk up, something Sam noticed. Once the guy finished dumping his toxic load, he pulled out, grabbed his towel, and headed out of the room. Sam looked at Alex and said, “I was next, but looks like you need it worse than I do”. “Are you sure?” Alex asked. “I couldn’t help notice his little announcement about gifting really turned you on. Go ahead and shove your cock in that toxic loaded cunt and enjoy yourself. Besides, it’s been a while since I’ve fucked you, so we can both get something that makes us happy.” Sam replied. “There is one thing you need to know, though. I recently tested poz. I’m on meds, so it’s up to you. It took Alex 2 seconds to start smiling at Sam, “Fuck me, Sam!” Sam smiled back and nodded. The bottom that Alex approached was on his back, which was fine with him. He did indulge himself in a little fantasy by squatting down and licking the guy’s asshole, tasting the poz load that had just been deposited there. He stuck his tongue in and sucked some of the toxic cum out of the well fucked ass. He savoured the flavor of the fresh poz cum that had been pumped into the used asshole. He swallowed some of it and spit some out in his hand to lube up his thick cock. He lined his thick, slicked up cock with the wide open man pussy and slid all the way in. “Oh GOD yes, please fuck me! Breed me!” the bottom begged. Alex proceeded to do just that. He started a nice steady pace in the used ass. He noticed that the other 2 bottoms also had new partners by now. This was by far one of the hottest scenes he’d ever been involved in. The next thing Alex knew, he felt Sam spread his cheeks and stick his tongue up his asshole. To give him better access, Alex shoved all the way in and ground his cock around, stirring up all the cum that was in there. One load at least was poz, no telling how many others were. He started making little fuck movements, backing his hole onto Sam’s tongue, and then shoving his cock into the used cunt he was working. Next, he felt Sam’s fingers working their way in him. He pushed all the way in and started working the bottom’s eraser sized nipples, giving Sam a chance to get his poz cock inside him. Alex had become a pretty big slut the last few yrs and he liked cocks of all sizes. He loved to get stretched out and he loved a good, deep fuck. Sam had a long, thin cock, perfect for getting deep inside him. He slid his long, toxic cock halfway into Alex and then held still. Alex knew he was leaving him room to fuck himself back onto Sam, and then back into the bottom. And that’s exactly what he did. He got a good rhythm going, fucking into the load of poz cum and then fucking back onto his friend’s poz cock. Alex was in heaven. The whole scene had him so fucking worked up that he knew he wouldn’t last long. He picked up the pace going back in forth, into the ass and onto the cock. “Fuck I’m getting close,” Alex said to both guys. “I’m getting ready to breed your guts,” he told the bottom. “Yes, please fill me up with your cum. I need it!” Sam whispered to Alex that he too was getting close. “Are you ready for my poz cum in your ass? I’m gonna fill your fuck hole up with it.” “Oh fuck yes, I can’t wait any longer, I’m gonna shoot and I want you to shoot too. Fucking cum in me! OH FUCK I’M FUCKING CUMMING!” Alex bellowed, shoving all the way in and shooting his cum. Sam pumped a few more times and then he also buried his poz cock to the hilt and spraying Alex’s guts with his poz jizz. Alex had never had such an intense orgasm. Knowing that he had intentionally taken poz cum up his ass took him to new heights of excitement. It also helped him make a decision. He would from now on take all the poz cum he could find with the hopes of one of those toxic loads infecting him.

I was in Amsterdam a few days ago. It was a cold, rainy winter day, so, I decided the best place to spend the afternoon would be the baths. Amsterdam has one of the best bathhouses I've ever visited, Club NZ. I wandered in there about 3:00 PM. As I expected, the bathhouse was quite full of naked guys. I had douched my ass and showered before leaving my hotel, so I quickly took my clothes off and took a quick lap around the bathhouse to see who was around. It was filled with the usual mix of all ages, sizes and nationalities. I hit the glory hole area and knelt behind one of the holes. A few dicks wandered by and which gave me a taste of several dicks. Getting somewhat bored with sucking dick, I wandered around until I came across the sling room, which was a very small, dark room with two slings hanging side by side. There was a lube dispenser on the wall, so I lubed up my ass and climbed into the sling closest to the door, laying there for several minutes before the first guy entered the room. Although the room was quite dark, I sensed he was Dutch, and I could see he was a tall, and slender, with a smooth, muscular build. He felt-up my hole, quickly pulled his towel off and draped it over his shoulders as he rubbed his semi-hard cock against my hole, stroking himself to get hard. Once he was erect, he slipped his cock up into my ass, vigorously pumping his long, thick, Dutch dick into my hole. I took a couple of deep hits of my poppers, which was a good move as the harder his dick got, the harder he slammed into me. The slapping sound of his cock against my ass must have drawn in some other guys, because before I knew it there were three other men standing about, each stroking his cock as each watched the Dutch guy pound my hole, however, after about four or five minutes, the Dutch guy withdrew from my ass - without having cum. Fortunately I didn't have to wait long as a tall, heavy set black guy stepped up to my hole and in one swift thrust, slammed his BBC up into me. His cock was probably eight inches in length and was very thick. I had to take some more huffs of poppers to relax myself to accommodate his cock. Grasping my waist, he furiously pounded me for five minutes or so before he growled, unloading his seed into my ass. As soon as he pulled out another guy stepped up to take his place. This latest man looked to be Middle Eastern, and had a thick, black mustache. Around six feet tall, his build was slender but nicely defined, and his chest and arms were covered with a thick carpet of hair. He slipped his nicely sized dick into my ass and immediately deep-dicked my hole, which left me quivering with excitement. Without exchanging a word, the Arab leaned forward and played with my nipples, exquisitely pinching them as he fucked away. Utterly stimulated, I grunted, groaned and moaned as the Arab used me for his pleasure. Just then another guy entered the room and without a word slipped up into the other sling that was beside mine. Before I realized what was happening, an unknown guy was fucking his ass. As soon as the Arab guy filled my ass with his load, he pulled out and left, only to be replaced by the Dutch man who happened to walk through the doorway just as my ass was vacated. Entering my ass, the Dutch man fucked me for five or six minutes before his load exploded in my hole. The guy who had been fucking the guy next to me then withdrew from the other bottom and slid inside my ass, alternating between each of our asses as a number of guys gathered around the slings, taking in the view. The top moved from my ass to that of the other bottom, and no sooner had he done so when one of the voyeurs stepped into position and commenced fucking me as a another voyeur stood beside the top in my ass, stroking himself, within a minute or so spraying his load all over my chest and face. The sight (or aroma) of cum with which he spray me must have really turned on the two tops as almost simultaneously, both men let out a groan of pleasure as both my ass and that of the other bottom were filled with a load of cum. But I wasn't done yet. A young Dutch kid had entered the room and had been watching the fuck session. Once my ass was empty he stepped up and slid his rock hard cock into my ass. He was a quick cummer, as only two minutes or so passed before his balls blew a thick load of cum into my hole. By now, I had been in the sling for about 45 minutes. Not only was my ass was getting a bit sore, I was also mindful I generally don't approve of 'sling hogs', so I climbed out of the sling and took a quick shower. I made it a point, however, to hold the loads in my ass as I really savor that wonderful moment when the cum inside MUST to come out. On my way back to the locker room, I passed the orgy area where I saw eight or nine guys who were, from the sounds of it, sucking and fucking, so naturally I entered the room to watch. A gorgeous looking, tall, muscular black guy was getting sucked off by a kneeling, somewhat older guy. I approached and sucked the black guy's muscular tits, which gave me the perfect vantage place from which I could see the black guy was blessed with a very impressive nine inch cock. As I nibbled and sucked on the man's tits, I realized (with pleasure), the black guy was exploring my hole. "How many loads are in you?" he asked with a smile. "At least five loads," I replied. He pushed the old guy off his cock and told me to bend over an nearby platform. I eagerly did so, taking a hit of poppers just as the hung black dude slammed up inside my ass. Although I had been fucked my a host of dicks within the past hour or so, still I had to take several more huffs of poppers before I was able to take his dick comfortably. He pounded me hard and deep for over ten minutes before finally groaning as his balls unloaded in my ass. I could feel his cock throbbing with each volley he shot into my hole. This was about all I could take, so I thanked the hot black guy for his load and headed for the showers where I cleaned up, dressed and headed back to my hotel. I managed to keep the loads in my hole for several more hours, but eventually all that cum had to make an exit. Damn! Feeling the cum oozing out of my hole, and seeing the immense pool of sperm I had received was so fucking hot. Amsterdam never ceases to delight me. It's always a great time.

This happened just a little over a year ago, but I can't definitely say for sure. It was perfect and so much like a filmed porn fantasy that I almost think my brain made it up. I write novels and short stories, but you likely haven't seen any of them. I'm not very successful even though my agent Rachel had doggedly tried shopping my work to publishers everywhere. She suggested I write something lighter that would appeal to women. My usual stuff was mostly dark, macho and veered ever so close to what you might call "homoerotic". I knew my writing had a very narrow appeal. I would sit in the darkness with only my laptop and a pack of generic cigarettes. I was almost broke so I decided to break the routine. Shake things up. I got up at 8 am (way early for me) on a Friday morning and made the decision to get out of the apartment and go get inspiration somewhere scenic. I lived just up the street from a famously beautiful cemetery that predated the Civil War. The trees were lush and wildflowers were blooming like crazy everywhere. Scenic as fuck. I sat at a small wooden table, polled a notepad out of my book bag, and started scribbling right away. Maybe a cemetery wasn't the best idea because I immediately started thinking up zombie stories ( and I'd already attempted a least a dozen of those. I tried to think of what a woman would want to read, but that led me to think up stories that were too "Twilight"-ish. I resorted to my old trick of doodling instead. It's just to keep my pen moving and see if inspiration could find me instead of me chasing after it. Birds were singing and there was almost no traffic noise. I got into somewhat of a trance and felt so mystically receptive to ideas. It was a tranquil state that i'd only rarely experienced when trying to create. Then the lawnmower started. Goddammit. I know cemeteries need to be mowed, but I was still pissed off. I mean. the grass all around me and around the stones was very groomed...so why mow it again? Just so I'd always be poor?? I swiveled around, looked behind me with a scowl and saw there was a guy mowing the ditches and hills along the edges of the property. Oh. He was on one of those mowers where you have to stand up. You know the kind I mean? I was no longer pissed once I noticed he was a young, light brown young guy with a decent build and had strikingly handsome facial features. He was scenic all on his own. Screw the wildflowers. So I moved to the other side of the table and just watched him work. I guessed that he was at least partly Latin. I maybe tried to write a little in case he looked over and saw me staring, but he was just so mesmerizing. I can't tell you how long I was looking. It was possibly 10. 20 or 30 minutes before he finished. He left the mower right over the spot where he stopped. He took of his baseball cap to reveal gloriously black hair that had a little curl at the edges. He wiped the sweat off his forehead with a red hankie and stretched his long arms above his head after twisting his neck a few times to work out the kinks. It was a nice show and I almost felt like applauding excep thst he was now walking in my direction. There was no way I could keep my gaze fixed on him now so I started writing in my pad again. I think I wrote "Oh My God" about seven times before he reached the table and sat across from me. Oh My God, indeed. He opened with "Pretty hot, isn't it?" with no trace of a latin accent. "It's nice", I replied even though I did suddenly become aware of sweat dripping down my back. "You're some kind of writer, right?" I said nothing. I just gazed into his dark brow eyes which almost had a bit of an asian slant. "A lotta creative people come here with their notebooks and sketchbooks and shit", he said with a knowing smile. His teeth were perfectly white. "I..I just came here for inspiration. I'm trying to write something for women". "Oh I could tell you some stories about women, my friend". "Now that you mention it, it is a little hot out today". "Well let's go cool off then". He stood up instantly and I noticed how tall he was. 6'3" at least. We led me toward what I assumed was a tool shed. I was thinking that it that wouldn't be much cooler in this aluminum death box. He produced a key from his front pocket and unlocked the metal door that led to pure blackness. He disappeared into the dark right behind him. I inched along ynril I heard a click as he flipped a wall switch that power up a very small, industrial over head light eith a long cord hanging from the side. It wasn't all that bright but enough to illuminate a bunch of gas cans, rakes and huge white sacks of what I assumed was fertilizer or herbicide or something like that. "People get murdered in places like this", I thought to myself. Then, with another key, he unlocked another metal door that led into what looked like a small. old, but well-kept motel room. It was carpeted and there wasn't really much in it except a made bed, a dresser with a tv on top of it and one of those little refrigerators. There was a tiny window air conditioner that the cemetary man immediately switched on. It gurgled and clanked but a little wave of cool air soon wafted over us. Suddenly he leaned over and his handsome face was close to mine. "This job pays shit, but I can stay here for free with no bills. Plus it even has an address and I can get mail." He seemed really proud of the place. I tried to convey that I was likewise impressed but I think my facial expression showed only confusion. He laughed warmly and then sat on the edge of the bed and took off his giant black work boots and white socks, He stood and I couldn't help but notice how massive his bare feet were. I mean, they looked even bigger than the work boots he'd taken off and I couldn't imagine how he got them on. I didn't ponder sbout that very long because he started taking off his t-shirt. I can't day for sure but I think he took it off deliberatrly slow -- like he was in a movie or something. His torso wasn't toned and muscled so much as it was just "bulky". He wasn't fat, just BIG. Also hairless. Naturally hairless except for the black, black tufts of armpit hair I could glimpse. "Get undressed", he said in a tone that was suthotitive but friendly. I made slow work of unbuttoning my shirt as I watched him remove his jeans. I had to turn around so I could focus on the basic motor skills it took to take my clothes off. Somehow I ended up naked all under my own power. I turned back to see his fully naked body spread eagle on the bed. It was a sight to behold and I took a thousand mental snapshots for my brain to hold forever. Forever. His cut dick was full, hard and healthy-sized. It pointed straight up at the ceiling and visibly throbbed a little (though that might have been my imagination). "There's pops in the fridge if you want one", he said as he vaguely gestured with one arm. I didn't respond because I was frozen and unaware that my mouth was hanging open. He laughed again and them rolled over onto his stomach. "Give me a backrub. I been working since 8 and I'm sore all over. Please?" Well, sure. I climbed in the bed next to him and started kneading his shoulders. I'd never given a massage before and was only initating what I'd seen in movies and stuff. He nade grateful noises so I guess I was doing an okay job. While most his body was hairless, there five or so tattoos on his back. I guess there was a theme going on. Oceanic. There were stylized tides, a dolphin and s few others like that. And there was one more right above the crack of his beefy round ass: a biohazard symbol. I briefly thought it might be a statement about water pollution, but I secretly knew what this tat meant. I grew lightheaded and it was mainly because I'd forgotten to breathe. I moved down to massage his huge feet and he made mad groans of pleasure. "Sorry my feet are so gross", he said with a small voice that was muffled a little by the pillow his face was buried in. "They're fine", I answered. But actually they were a tad gross. His callouses were hard and yellow-ish. He was for sure a working man. I could feel my hands getting tired and wanted to stop, but then, what would come next? What would cpme next with the biohazardous cemetary man? I mustered a casual voice and asked "Are you a surfer?" "No. Why?" "Oh, I just noticed your tats and it seems like you like the ocean alot". "I do. I definitely do, but I got those back when I lived in Hawaii. My mom is a native Hawaiian and my dad was white." Oh. Okay. He talked about it a little bit more and noticed that whenever he said the word "Hawaii", he added an accent and an extra syllable. Kinda hot, actually. But the biohazaed tattoo was still on my mind. }So are you worried about pollution?" "I used to be". Huh? But not any more? What did that mean? He lifted his head,turned over and started jacking his fully hard dick. He motioned for me to get back next to him and I did. We embraced and I could smell the cemetary on him....grass, pollen, gasoline, assorted chemicals and sweat. It was almost overpowering. As if he could read my thoughts, he announced that he needed to shower. "Don't you dare" I responded. With that, he climbed on top of me and kissed me so hard. I tasted the Pacific islands and couldn't get enough. The worrisome tat was banished from my hrad, forgotten. He pulled his mouth away from mine and straddled my face with his crotch. With his hands on the wall, he thrust that big member of his past my lips and mouth and a little way into my throat. I couldn'y really breathe and was afraid I'd maybe die or vomit right there and then. Hw pistoned in and out of my face for a few more seconds. He got off of me and I was noticing that I was still alive. He was standing on the floor at the foot of the bed with that big intruder between his legs looking wet, red and ready to continue. He pullled me down to him and raised my legs and spread them over his shoulders. I'd fooked around before, but never gotten around to having actual butt sex. I always found the idea of it embarrassing and was afraid of the pain. And the STDs. But here I was. I almost wanted to warn him that I probably wouldn't be able to finish this, but at that moment the naked head of his dick rammed into my hole. I screamed. It hurt like broken glass was being forced into me. This had to stop. I tried to use my words to tell him I couldn't do it. I'd promise we'd try another time and that I was so. so sorry. But all I could do was cry. I tried again to say things when I realized he was he was still inside of me and further inside. I looked up through my tears and saw his eyes closed tight , squinting with pleasure. He was miles away, over the ocean somewhere, and couldn't hear anything I said anyway. It was way too late for words now. I knew this for sure when his breathing got faster and the thrusting of his wide hips got more intense. For reasons only my primitive knows, I reached around, grabbed the fleshy mounds of his butt and pulled Cemetary Man closer to me. It was an erotic gesture that came almost too late because he was suddenly done without so much as a groan or an "I'm coming". He was still inside of me but not moving. His big, friendly brown eyes were open and dmiling. Another ocean was polluted. I left he cemetary about ten minutes later with a new kind of inspiration. I went back for more inspiration almost every week that month. Early last year, the doctor found something inside me that was definitely not a story. Or maybe it was.

Game Quest: Part 11 First Seed, Poz Seed I positioned myself behind my boy at his sweaty and juicy virgin hole that was staring back at me just waiting to be taken. This was my first neg hole since testing poz, and I was going to savor every minute. I licked my finger and slid just the tip into his tight pucker, then up to the first knuckle then second. He definitely wasn’t sure how to react because I could feel his hole tighten around my finger as if to say no. “Nice,” I said. “Good reflex boy. You remember to keep clenching like that when my cock is in you.” My cock was solid, hard and straight up in anticipation of planting my seed in a virgin. To cum where no man had cum before, and where many men would cum after. I was going to forge the trail to his sluthood. There was no way I was going to last long when I got inside him so I decided to go straight in balls deep and dry so he’d really feel it and remember his first time as well as to bring home the point that he was here to be a fuck boy and nothing more. A sub, who’s only purpose was to satisfy the depravity of men. I lined up my cock head against his hole and teased for a little bit. I was so ready to blow Counting to 3 in my head, I thrust forward with all my might and punctured his resisting hole. And did it ever resist, I could feel his ring slide tightly down my cock as I forced in until his hole was choking my shaft just above my balls. He screamed and gasped, and I could feel his body start to quiver, but I was in, and I wasn’t pulling out until he taken every last drop of my poz seed. “Mmm, look at that boy, you seem to have a cock buried in your butt.” I teased I don’t think he was fully aware of my comment having to deal with the pleasure-pain of his violated boy hole, but his yelping ‘oh my god, oh my god, take it out, it hurts’ was the best response I could have ever received. This was in complete heaven. His screams and yelps soon turned into sobbing as I started to thrust back and forth, gentle at first, but I needed to pump harder in order to cum. So, I gradually ramped up my thrusting slamming into the boy’s cunt harder and faster feeling an orgasmic wave flowing over me that I’ve never felt before. I tried to slow down to make the moment last longer, but it was too late, my cock was out of my control and the boy was going to get flooded with my toxic cum any second. He was helpless, his sobbing did nothing but make me want to fuck him more. I guess technically it was rape, but the thought even that made me laugh, and made my cock even stiffer. That last thought pushed me right over the edge. I felt the orgasmic wave ripple through my body, my cock stiffened and started unleashing its high-octane payload deep into the boy’s gut. I grunted and shouted, as I pushed as deep as I could into his hole until my body relaxed and the last drop of cum had been deposited. I was spent and drenched in sweat so I leaned forward onto the boy and stayed buried in him until my cock softened. I pulled my soft cock slowly out of him. His angry hole stayed sealed tightly around my cock as I slipped out as if it wanted to keep my spunk and not waste a drop. “Ohhh,” I said into the air. “That was the best fucking orgasm I’ve ever had in my life.” I looked at his hole, it was winking, moist and juicy. “You’re welcome boy!” I said slapping his ass. No response other than some quiet sobbing and the smallest wet cum fart from his raped boy hole. “I guess we’ll be writing your name on my biohazard wall in a couple of weeks when I test you” I said rubbing and spreading his ass cheeks. But my reveling in the moment was soon cut short, by someone ringing the front doorbell over and over as if the house was on fire.

Just got a major dick-down from a good fuck buddy of mine. Black short older and packing major dick and he ALWAYS shoots multiple loads to the point he leaves me leaking. He loves the feeling of cum in a hole and gets hard feeling the cum swirl around his dick while he's fucking, makes him shoot more loads. I gave him a cialis last time we played, he used half with another fuck buddy and the other half with me this evening. The trade off was that he made me shave my crack. Came in me 4 times. The last time he fucked me, I felt his dick stretching me out hard. I'm thinking no more cialis for him. When he's done putting all the loads he's going to in my ass, we're relaxing in the bed. That's when he told me he fingered me in between fucks, got 3 fingers in my hole and proceeded to push his fat cock in my hole at the same time and fuck me till he nutted the last time. No pics of his fingers and dick in me, but he did take some pics after we fucked. He's emailing them right now.

Made arrangements with two fuckbuddies for a night at the local sex club. One guy, clean cut, athletic and with a sleazy streak met me at my place and we smoked a bowl of T. He had me on all fours and started eating my ass. He enjoyed blowing air up my arse and had me press out the air while he was fucking me. He fucked me well and fingered my hole until my ass lips were swollen. He then dropped a lad up my ass. Using his fingers he smeared the cum all over my used hole. We smoked another bowl and got dressed. I put on my party jeans which had a large hole in the back and were still covered in cum stains and ass juices from previous visits to the sex club. At the sex club we met up with my 2nd fuckbuddy, a muscled guy from South America with a huge cock. He would normally fuck me hard and deep at his place but tonight he wanted to fuck me in public. The three of us went to the area with a fuck bench in a cage and my South American fuck buddy bent me over the fuck bench and pulled down my dirty jeans. I pulled out my bottle of poppers and took a few hits. My fuckbuddy knew I got fucked before coming to the club and wasted no time. He slammed his 9 inch fuck tool deep in to my hole and pinned me to the fuck bench while he started fucking me roughly, knowing I loved him dominating and owning my ass. Other guys were standing around and started feeding me cock and poppers. My fuckbuddy instructed them to work my tits hard and told them 'this slut loves it'. While I was getting fucked hard I saw my cleancut fuckbuddy watching from across the open space, jerking his hard cock. I was still pinned to the fuck bench feeling my ass getting torn up by my muscled fuckbuddy. I could tell he was getting close and with forceful thrusts he nailed me to the bench filling my guts with his cum. He collapsed on top of me and his sweat covered arms were hugging me. He told me to enjoy the rest of the night, pulled out and had me clean his cum covered cock while another guy started fucking me. I pushed the new top off and made my way to the cubicles in the basement. My cleancut fuckbuddy was fucking someone in the corridor as I went into a cublice with large gloryholes. Within seconds I heard someone entering next door and it was my fuckbuddy. He asked me to put my used and cum lubed hole against the gloryhole so he could eat it while I pushed out the cum. I was still high on the T and was snorting poppers while he started fucking me. He loves sloppy seconds and fucked me as hard as he could before dumping his load in my ass. I felt his fingers scoop some cum out of my ass and he told me to turn around so he could feed me his cum and I could clean his cock. He slapped my ass and disappeared. I was horny as hell and as soon as my fuckbuddy left I heard someone else entering the cubicle. I pressed my cum leaking hole against the gloryhole hoping for some more action. Soon I felt a finger probing my puffy ass lips and starting to dig into my hole. Now 3 fingers were exploring my arse but suddenly it stopped and the guy asked me to open the door to my cubicle so he could come and join me. I recognized the voice; an Asian top with talented hands. WOOF!! As soon as he was in the cubicle he had me on the cum covered floor ass up in the air. We both took a few big hits of poppers and his fist disappeared into my ass without any difficulty. He was in ff heaven because he knew I would be up to get punch fisted. He told me to keep taking popper while he started alternating his hands. We were both fucking horny and all I wanted was for him to start punching my hole. The sounds of my sloppy cum filled hole getting punch fisted filled the cubicle. A hard cock appeared through the gloryhole and my fister told me to suck that cock. Within minutes I felt the cock expanding and my throat being filled with a salty cumload. I collapsed and lay on the floor with my Asian FF buddy's fist still up my ass. He slowly pulled out his clenched fist stretching my ass muscles to the max before taking it out completely. We kissed and I pulled up my fuck jeans. A few guys were standing outside the cubicle rubbing their cocks but I had my share for the night. Walking home I could feel cum leaking out of my hole. I smelled an looked like a real cum whore, a happy one.

Game Quest: Part 8 "Consent" “Let’s get that suit off of you faggot, you must be sweating up a storm in there.” “Yes Sir.” I slipped the suit off of his shoulders and down to his locked wrists. I held his wrists tight when I unlocked them and slipped the sleeves over each of his hands freeing him from the upper part of the rubber suit. I quickly relocked his wrists, and slid the suit down do to his ankles. Not really needing the shackles, I removed them and slipped suite completely off. He was now completely naked, immobilized and accessible for whatever I wanted to do. “Let’s continue our little interrogation, faggot?” “Yes Sir,” he said as he started to feel the effects of his position. I got my phone and set it to video. Then proceeded with the interrogation. “What’s your name again boy?” “Gregory Rienster” He responded as before. “How old are you?” “Nineteen,” he responded. “What were you looking for on daddy4bois?” Hesitating he said “Daddies Sir.” “Be more specific than that boy. What kind of Daddies?” “Dom Daddies, Sir.” “Come on you can be more specific than that!” I said sternly. “Kinky Dom Daddies, Sir.” “And how do you want them to fuck you?” “Hard Sir.” “Hard and what boy?” “Hard and raw, Sir.” “Louder boy!” I could see him struggle a bit with the collar tugging at his neck. “So you’re a cumdump faggot?” “Yes Sir.” “Say it for me, boy,” I insisted. “What are you?” “I’m a cumdump faggot Sir and I want to be fucked raw.” That’s what we needed. I stopped recording on my phone, and said “That was a very good boy”. He seemed to smile a bit, when he said ‘thank you sir’ but it could have been the pull of his collar on his neck. I saved the vid and sent it to my friend Mark, who would know what to do with it. I put the phone down and moved over to the boy, he was rank. The bicycle ride and the rubber suit, really conspired to bring out his body odor, but even so I think his normal hygiene was less than adequate. I rubbed my hands over his skin, the sweat was evaporating and his skin felt cool, and his cock shot right back up again as I slid my hands down the side of his ribs. Time to get him ready. “Ok boy,” I said inches away from his face. “I don’t want to hear a word out of you any more until I say you can speak again. Nod your head if that’s clear.” Still suspended by his collar, he nodded the best he could. “Good boy.” I looked at the mess that was his ungroomed body, and decided to tackle the legs first. I found my old electric clippers and started down at his ankles and worked up. Mowing off the thick boy hair first up to his crotch in the front, then up to his ass in the back. His cheeks were smooth, but he has a forest in his ass crack. I spread his ass cheeks apart with my fingers and slid the clippers up each side of ass crack. It came out a little stubbly so I figured I’d have to lather him up all over and go at it with a razor. I continued his fleecing, and spread his cheeks wider to expose his hairy ass hole. At first I couldn’t find his little button, but after fishing around with my fingers, I saw it. A little virgin pucker, tighter than I’ve seen in a long time, now moist with boy sweat and just waiting to be penetrated. I pulled back and shouted up to the boy. “Have you ever played with your hole boy?” “Yes, Sir.” He said. “Ever put anything in it?” I asked “Yes, Sir.” He repeated. “What?” I said “Pencils, pens, my fingers, and my toothbrush once Sir.” I laughed a little while sliding a finger into his hole. “Why your toothbrush boy?” “It was the only thing that was handy, Sir” He replied. I got up and walked of the to the bench, picked up a toothbrush I had there, and placed in his hands bound at his back. “Like this one?” I chuckled, knowing that the humor was totally waisted. “Well that’s a good habit to have.” I said while shoving the bristled end up into his hole. “Keep it there,” I added. I continued removing his hair. His bush was the hardest, but the clippers were good and made using the razors easier. I felt around a bit for any hair I had missed and then satisfied with my work, I returned to the bench to pick out a cage for his cock. He was small, but fortunately I still had one I had bought off of ebay that was too small for its last wearer. I took it apart, approached the boy and realized I had another problem. The cage on the device was only 2 ½ inches long, and I had a raging boy erection to get it onto. Fortunately I had an idea that might turn this into a good lesson for him, so I left the playroom and returned to with a few ice packs. I placed the chastity cage and icepacks on a stool I moved next to the boy, and came up to him from behind. I hugged his body and let my hands roam down his chest and over his stomach, all while kissing the back of his neck and nibbling at his ears. His erection was solid, so I stroked and edged him for a bit with one hand, while sliding the toothbrush up and down in his hole. He moaned and moaned and moved his hips back against my cock then forward pushing his cock in my hand. “Horny boy aren’t you?” I said “Yes, Sir,” he moaned. “You want to cum, don’t you boy?” “Oh god, yes, Sir,” he said. “I laughed, sorry boy, but no orgasm for you today. You need to start thinking of your hole as your sex organ. Kinda like a pussy, and I’m going to help you make it good and hungry so you can be the cumdump you asked me to make you.” At that I picked up the icepacks and held them to his cock. He lost his erection completely and I kept them there till his cock shriveled as much as possible. Working quickly from behind I got the ring for the chastity cage on behind his balls and then slid his cock into the cage, fastened it to the ring and then locked it on. He moaned and swung on his chain. “Time to give that tight boy pussy of yours some much needed attention,” I said fumbling to grab the handle of the toothbrush still buried in his hole.

Game Quest: Part 5 The Confession I moved him toward the kitchen, and the basement door leading to my playroom, and stopped him at the top of the stairs. “We’re now going to my interrogation room in the basement. Any last words?” I said into his ear. “No Sir,” he said. “Good boy,” I said, removing his glasses and replacing them with the leather blindfold. “Watch your step boy.” “You must really play this game a lot, if you have a room for it.” He said while I tightened and buckles the blindfold. “It’s been a while boy, but I think I’ll be playing it a lot more now,” I said slyly. Panic took him a bit as I moved him toward the first step and I held onto his arms to steady him as he searched for the first stair with his feet. Slowly we proceed down the stairs and to my playroom. When I got my prize to the door, I swung it open and reached for a leash inside the door, and hooked it to his collar. I shoved him in hard “On the ground boy, unless told otherwise, you walk on your knees here unless told otherwise!” Still bound he fell onto his left shoulder on one of the gym mats I scattered like throw rugs around my cement floored playroom. I tugged at his leash to bring him up to a kneeling position, then lead him across to the bondage chair. “Up now!” I tugged at his collar and brought him to a standing position. “There’s a chair behind you, that you’re going to be in for a while, so sit and make yourself comfortable.” I unlocked his cuffs and lowered him down into the heavy wooden chair. Once In the chair, I relocked each of his wrist cuffs to eyebolts on the high arms of the chair, and then passed his leash through one of the higher slats on the back of the chair, and pulled until his back was straight and some of his weight was on the collar. Then I strapped his chest tight against the chair back and replaced his ankle shackles with leather cuffs that I then locked to legs of the chair. Nice and secure in the chair, and a little dribble of pre-cum bubbling in his cock slit, It was now time to let the fun begin. I reached for the printout of our conversation on Daddies4bois, and decided on my line of questioning. “Are you comfortable, prisoner?” I asked. Knowing he wasn’t a hundred percent “comfortable” in the chair I laughed when he struggled with how to respond. “Yes, Sir,” he finally stuttered. “What is your full name boy?” I demanded. “Gregory Rienster,” he responded. “Where do you live?” He gave his name and address, which I noted down. I continued the rather banal line of questions to lure him into a sense of security in the game. Then I asked him, “Do you know who ‘gameboyfordaddy’ is? Even blindfolded, the look of shock in his face was obvious, his mouth moved trying to figure out how to answer and his face blushed the darkest shade of red. I repeated my question this time louder and with more aggression. Finally, he said with a dry throat, “He is me, Sir.” “What do you mean boy?” “He is you?” I fired back. “That’s my user name, Sir.” “Where is that your username boy?” Again his mouth was moving looking for words. “Where… is that your username boy?” I insisted. “On on, Daddies4boys.com, Sir” he stuttered. “And what kind of site is that boy?” “It’s an online dating site, Sir.” His voice was trembling now. “And what are you looking for on this site boy?” I kept my voice deep and sharp. “Daddies Sir” he said with his voice further in his throat. “Are you a faggot boy?” I shot at him. No response, instead his face and mouth tightened as if soon tears would come. Beautiful, I thought to myself. “I think you are boy! Let me read to you your profile.” I then took the print out and read to him his entire profile, about his stats, interest in being dominated, kinks etc. and most importantly the new bareback information he had added at the earlier persuasion of my fake persona on the very same site. “So,” I said, “it appears to be that you’re a little faggot who wants to suck daddy dick and take dicks raw up your asshole.” It worked, he started sniffling, his lips started to quiver, and a tear slipped out from behind his blindfold. I put down the print out and walked over to my prey and knelt down and said into his ear, “Go on boy, say it. Say you’re a worthless little fag that want to get fucked full of raw daddy seed.” You could see it all well up inside him until it broke like a dam. His chest started heaving and he started blubbering like a baby. If not for the heavy blind fold tears would have been pouring down his face. I saw his cock soften, and said deeply into his ear repeating over and over: “Go on boy, tell me you want to be treated as a worthless little cumdump.” I thought I’d have to push him even more to break him, but his sobbing got heavier, and in a barely intelligible voice and getting hung up on certain words, he said it. “Yes s s s Sir, I’m a w w wo worthless fagg g g gtot t t. P p plea s se tr tr treat me lik k k e a w wo orthless cum dump.” That’s it, that’s all I needed, I took my phone from the shelf and send a text to a good friend of my saying “Game on! Tell others.”

+1 to @Hotboi01 On 1st & 2nd floors, there's plenty of naked men to see and many times cocks to play with. I've been in the hot sauna when a tall muscled black guy bent over an twink asian bottom in front of the guys in the sauna. The black dude never wrapped and after some aggressive butt pounding (while the asian sucked my cock or the kid's cock next to me while we sat on the sauna bench watching), the black fucker let out a loud guttural moan. Obviously loading up the twink's butthole with cum. When the black dude walked out, sadly the scene died. Some old fat white dude tried fucking the asian twink but I think he got too hot in the sauna. hah! Upstairs on 3rd, I've stuck my bare cock in some hot holes and (surprisingly) had some dudes stick their bare cocks up my hole. One time I noticed a short white, fully ripped smooth jockbod guy in his 30s walking around with one of those big muscle asses bulging out of the towel wrapped low around his waste. The guy was rude and totally wouldn't give me the time of day (I"m just HWP runner/biker/swimmer, not ripped gym rat). Well later that night I went up to the stalls on 3rd floor and jumped on a door that opened up. When I peeped through the hole, I saw that short white jock with his big muscle ass bend over in front some older white hairy dude who was obviously pounding his ass. So I stuck my dick through the gloryhole. Nothing happened at first but then I felt jocks dry mouth. He was not pornstar dick sucker but still hot knowing he was taking a pounding while sucking my dick. A couple minutes later I felt my dick change. Something pressed against the gloryhole. I pulled out my dick and went down to peep through the hole -- it was a pink pucker staring right at me! Was it him? I peeped under the stall and saw his big calves spred open and against the stall facing me! My jaw dropped! He'd backed his big muscle ass against the gloryhole facing some anonymous random dick! I stood back up with my dick raging hard as fuck now! Then I felt it. Tight muscle walled sphincter on that jock. Then his hole to swallowed my raw dick! I felt a hot sloppy WET mess of CUM hole around my dick! That stuck up dick who wouldn't say "Hi" to me! But he'll bend over to some random anonymous gloryhole stall and take a bare dock and take that load right up his cumdump hole! Now my fully loaded dick was deep up his slutty ass! My backed up cock immediately and uncontrollably starting pulsing and shooting ropes of cum up his hole! Filling that rude fuckers muscle ass full of my anonymous seed! Felt so fucking good dumping up his cumhole. I pulled away and my bare dick was creamy white from all the cum up that stuck up jock's ass. The rude stuck up ones need it the most.

Alex turns her head to the side, and the first guy jabs at her face with a somewhat small but extremely hard cock. She opens her mouth, allowing him to thrust into her. His hand drops down and clenches in her hair as he thrusts. As I watch, I continue to grind my cock into her asshole as Mr Silver skillfully toys with her clit. It doesn't take this first guy long to spray into her face, nor does it take long for Silver to coax the first of many orgasms from her either. I look up, and find myself looking at the tall black muscle boy, the first man we talked to in the beginning of the evening. He grins at me, 'Well well well! I don't think I've ever seen a Trans boy here before!' He drops his towel, and slaps his long soft cock across Alex's face. The MDMA laced sperm we filled her with is starting to work, and she's having a hard time focussing, but she squints and when she recognizes him a broad grin splits her face. 'Daddy, it's the nice man from the gym earlier!' She twists her neck to lick at his cock where he's gently smacking her with it. She gets her mouth around it, and begins to bob her head on him. He grunts with pleasure and thrusts to meet her, and she gags a little, and I feel it as her ass clamps shut on my cock. There are more men waiting, so I pull out and allow them in. The older leather daddy is first in line, and he slips into her pussy. Commenting that he hasn't fucked one in more than a decade. I lean back against the wall, and stroke my cock and watch as the men pile into her. Three of them are in a regular rotation taking turns at mouth and cunt and ass. Her MDMA rush is in full swing, and I know how she feels right now: As though she can never possibly take enough cock, and as though every orgasm is just an appetizer for the next one, and they just keep getting bigger. The boys confer, then ask if they can move her to the bed. They figure it's time for some DP, and Alex certainly agrees. I help her out of the sling, and take her into my arms and kiss her hard. I toss her onto the bed, lie back, and pull her on top of me. She straddles me, and sinks her cunt down onto my cock. The muscle boy kneels behind her and I feel the inimitable sensation of a cock sliding alongside mine. Both of us are in her cunt, and she stares wide-eyed at me. I grind up, he grinds down, and she moans in mingled pain and pleasure. As we grow accustomed to each other's rhythms, we begin to long stroke her. She whimpers, clamps down, and squirts me clean out of her cunt. Muscle boy laughs, fits me back into her, and switches to her asshole. I stay buried deep while he begins to pound her brutally hard. She falls down onto my chest and begins chanting filth into my ear. Over and over she tells me she's my whore, my slut, my fuck-meat, that she has never felt so owned, nor so sexy, she begs me to use her harder, tells me she will do anything. Suddenly she stops in mid sentence, and cums so hard she sounds like a barking dog. Muscle boy groans and I can actually feel the cum coursing up his cock, where it rests against mine separated only by the thin vaginal wall. He pulls out, and the next man drops into place. He lasts just a few strokes, and also cums. Another man pounds for a while, before filling her. Mr Black grabs Alex by the hair, and pulls her off me. He lays her on her back, spreads her legs roughly, and enters her cunt with his club of a cock. Her legs fly into the air, then wrap tightly around his back. Her hands drop down and grab his ass cheeks and pull him in deeper. His teeth are at her throat, nipping and biting as he pounds into her. A few minutes later, he crams another load into her, and rolls off. She jumps on his cock, licking and sucking it clean, with sperm dribbling out of her like a waterfall. Silver shuts the door, and all of us join Alex on the bed. She cuddles into the middle of us. Kissing and stroking us all moving from one to the next. Soon enough, she is riding Silver, Black is buried in her ass, and I stand by her face and begin a slow throat fucking. She shudders in orgasm, once, twice, and then Black grunts and fills her ass. Silver is not far behind, but both men remain inside her as I build up, and then cum down her throat. We all collapse back to the bed again. After a few minutes, when movement becomes an option, we gather up our towels, and Alex leads us to the showers and the hot tub upstairs. It's four AM, we pass knots of men fucking and sucking. Some pause to look at the tall androgynous beauty, plastered in cum, cum visibly dripping down her thighs, a glorious and bedraggled mess. She walks proudly, aware of her beauty. Like an avatar of filthy lustful sex. I take her into the shower, I soap her, I rinse her, I comb her hair. I lead her to the tub where we cuddle in the hot swirling water. The four of us exchange glances, and then, suddenly we are all laughing uncontrollably and High-fiving. What a great night.

My asshole was waiting in anticipation of how these hot leather men were going to use my hungry hole. Slowly the sling was raised a bit higher so my twitching hungry hole was right at Joe mouth. He licked my asshole so,tenderly telling me how much he desired to taste a newly Poz hole and how it needed to lust for so much more.Deeper and deeper his tongue probed into my willing hole . Mark took a condom filled with Poz cum and gave it to Joe who proceeded to spread my hole open more lick it ,and then push the cum filled condom into my hungry hole. As Mark held my hole open Joe took a black candle and pushed the Poz filled condom deeper into my gripping hole. Then the sling with my ass end was raised a bit higher and Mark and Joe lit the candle hanging out of my asshole. The others all gather around and watched as the wax dripped and slowly dripped down the candle rigth to the base making a black ring around my hole. Dam this sure did hurt but at the same time watching in the mirrors above me was also turning me on in a whole new way. Mark and Joe came around to my mouth and were sliding their cocks across my mouth as they made out. Two of the other leatherman brought over a cup filled with Poz cum handed it to Mark and Joe who placed the cum on their out stretched tongue then engage in a hot Poz kissing with some of the Poz seed dripping from their mouths on to my eager lips. I sure was getting more and more into this and barely felt the accumulating wax that had built up around my asshole.Mark and Joe both bent down and together gave me a wet cummy kiss readjusted the sling to a level position blew out the candle and removed what was left of it . They used their fingers to draw with the black wax a biohazard. symbol around my hole and blew on my hot cheeks to harder the wax which was also doing a number on my cock. Joe stood rigth at my hole with his erect cock took the black another black candle and pushed it in my asshole till I felt it against the previously cum filled condom up my ass.He told me that it contained all these leathermen's Poz seed. He was going to punch a hole in the condom with the candle and let all the Poz seed lubicate my hole for each of the men to drill it in deeper and deeper . Joe was the first to insert his raging Poz tool into my hungry hole .at first I barely felt it with all that cum in me till he pushed deeper and deeper getting past my second asshole ring driving the cum deeper into me. Mark meanwhile was fucking my face as the other two leather men in leather hoods were chewing on my nipples. My erect 8 inch cock was fully aroused and beginning to leak precum . I watched in the mirror above me as one of the hooded leathermen placed a condom on my cock and rolled in down my erect 8 inch leaking Poz cock. Dam what was this for? I thought, but was enjoying Joe fucking my hungry hole to pay much attention to it .he would slowly back out of my hole and the quickly push back in my wanting lusting hole brining me closer and closer to shooting my cum , but the slow down and almost take his cock all the May out then plunge right back ?FUCK my cock was leaking more and more precum into the rubber . Joe asked me " what do you want ,TELLme ! " "I replied I need your Poz seed in me FUCK IT DEEP BRED ME" and with that JOE began to drive his Poz cock faster and faster into me as I was begging him to recharge my lusting cunt .I looked into his eyes as I could feel him getting closer and he bent over me kissed me and we both shot our hot Poz loads I laid there in excasty wondering what would come next???

Finale James fixed his life over the next few weeks. He got pornhub and xtube and xvideo to take the video down and then got the tumblr guys to take it down too. James let a few of the tumblr guys fuck him so they'd take it down. James even drove to Milwaukee so one guy could fuck him. The guy lived up to his word and took it down. James sister had seen the video and called to make sure he was okay. Fortunately James' parents hadn't seen it, or if they did, they certainly didn't bring it up. And, as only a few discrete gay boys at the firm saw it before he got it down, it seemed as if both the work environment and his family were okay. Of course James' friends had all seen it. They all knew the safe sex jock top had turned into a slutty bareback bottom. James had tried to lie his way through it, but he couldn't. They had all clearly seen his face and heard his voice begging for the top's cum. A top, who, by the way, whose name James still did not know. After due thought, James decided to give up on lying and just be himself. A few months later, James was now a regular at both Steamworks and Man's Country. He didn't care who fucked him and preferred they fucked him bareback. He asked them all to cum inside him. He liked having it happen in a public spot so guys would watch. It made him feel even sexier being the center of attention. Over the next year, James became the bottom everyone had fucked. James no longer cared what people thought of him. He loved taking cocks and their cum in his ass. James was happy.

Chapter 2 After he pulled his cock out of the bottom on the bed and Sam pulled out of Alex, they moved away so the next lucky top could take their places. Before he picked up his towel, Alex wrapped his arms around Sam, gave him a big hug, and planted a passionate kiss on his lips. “Wow, thanks.” Sam told him. “No, thank YOU!” Alex replied. “You helped me reach a decision about something and I’m going to start working on it tonight.” Sam got a knowing look in his eyes and smiled. “Happy hunting, stud,” he told Alex as he picked up his own towel and headed for the door. Alex did the same thing, deciding it was time to head for the wet area. Alex entered the large tiled room where the showers, hot tub, steam room, and dry sauna were and hung his towel on a hook. He showered off quickly, enjoying the eye candy that was showering around him, and then settled into the hot tub. No one was getting serviced at the moment, but there were several other guys in the water with him. He enjoyed the hot water as he relaxed for a bit. He closed his eyes and thought about the poz cum that was still in his ass. Even though Sam was on meds, it still had the virus in it, which turned him on and made his cock start to harden. The more he thought about his decision, the harder he got, too. He remembered seeing messages on the marker boards in the hallways about guys in certain rooms seeking poz loads. He wondered if he had the nerve to do that tonight. One thing at a time, he thought. It was time to sit in the steam room for a bit. There was usually some action going on in there and even if he didn’t participate, it was nice to watch and jack his cock some. He stood up with his raging hardon and got a few whistles of admiration. He smiled and winked at them and headed to the door to the steam room. It was a big room with lots of space. There were a handful of guys already in there, one getting fucked. Alex sat near them and started slowly playing with his hard cock. It amazed him that he was so hard considering he’d just cum a short while ago. The idea of becoming poz turned him on that much. The 2 guys fucking were really going at it and Alex was focused on watching them and didn’t realize someone had walked up to him. “Mind if I sit here?” a voice asked him, breaking his concentration. He looked up and saw the hairy, bearded daddy from the locker room pointing to the space next to him. “Please, be my guest,” Alex replied, a little startled. The hot daddy sat down and held his hand out. “Hi, I’m Max,”. “Nice to meet you Max, I’m Alex.” “You really caught my attention in the locker room, Alex,” Max admitted. “I was hoping I’d run into you again tonight.” “Well, I’m glad you did,” Alex countered. Feeling bold, Alex put his hand on Max’s muscular, hairy chest and started rubbing all around. Max growled softly, “Oh yeah, that feels nice.” He turned so he was facing Max and put his other hand up as well, running both hands through all the sweaty hair and playing with his big nipples. “Oh fuck yeah, you know exactly what a man likes, don’t you,” Max said, growling again. He sat there for a few minutes, enjoying the attention, which made his big, thick cock stand up. He then turned towards Alex, put both hands on either side of his face, and drew him in for a kiss. He kissed Alex gently on the lips a couple of times and then planted a deep, passionate kiss on him. Their tongues battled and they swapped spit as the kissing went on and on. Max finally broke the kiss and stood up. He held out his hand to Alex, “Why don’t we go back to my room and get comfortable.” “I’m all yours,” Alex shot back, standing up and taking the hand that had been offered to him. They exited the steam room and Max went to get his towel. “No need to shower, I love a sweaty man,” he said. Alex raised an eyebrow, smiled, and grabbed his own towel. They wrapped their towels around themselves and headed down a hallway. Alex followed to the back part of the area where the rooms were. Max unlocked his door and let him into a large room with a bunk, some lockers, and a sling in it. He had rented one of the bigger play rooms. Alex couldn’t believe his luck. One of the hottest men there had a great room and was interested in him. They dropped their towels and laid on the bunk, their sweaty bodies mashed up against each other. “You’re a pretty damn good kisser,” Max said to Alex. “Right back at you stud,” he replied. “Call me Daddy Max.” He said with one of those low, sexy growls of his. “Yes Sir, Daddy Max.” The 2 men went at it again, making out fiercely, their tongues battling for dominance. Their hands were all over each other’s bodies, exploring everywhere. Daddy Max was covered with a thick layer of fur that had just started showing his gray. His hair, beard, and body hair was black except for the gray, giving him an incredibly sexy look. Alex reached down for Daddy Max’s cock and could barely get his hand around it. It had to be at least 8 inches if not more. He loved that his new daddy made those deep growling noises while they were kissing. Everything about this man turned him on. Daddy Max finally broke the kiss and lay back on the bunk. “Why don’t you show your new Daddy how good you are with your tongue.” Alex immediately started working his way down his body, starting with kissing and licking his face, including that sexy beard, working his way down the neck, chest, stomach, and legs. He licked and kissed practically every inch of the front of his body, purposely avoiding his thick cock and bull balls. He worked his way back up to the crotch and started licking and sucking on each ball. He could only get one at a time in his mouth, they were so big. Then he made his way up to that incredibly thick cock. He started licking, sucking, and nibbling the big mushroom head and worked his way down each side before finally opening his mouth wide and engulfing as much of the cock as he could. He was able to make it more than halfway down so he started working up and down, sucking and licking the head and shaft. Daddy Max continued making low growling noises, obviously loving the attention his cock was getting. Alex kept it up for another few minutes, pulled off the cock, and gave his new daddy a big kiss. Then he whispered, “Turn over, please.” Max flashed him his brilliant smile and rolled over on his stomach, his thick cock sticking out between his legs. Alex started giving his backside the same treatment as his front, kissing and licking his way down from his thick neck to his waist, then skipped his ass and worked his way down both legs. He made his way back up to the hairy ass and started kneading each ass cheek. He licked all around before finally spreading his cheeks and running his tongue up and down the sweaty crack. As he zeroed his tongue onto Daddy Max’s asshole, he let out another deep growl. Alex was learning quickly that meant he liked what he was doing. He started licking and sucking on his new Daddy’s asshole, sticking his tongue in as deeply as he could. Daddy Max arched his back and pushed out, opening his ass for the tongue. Alex licked, sucked, and tongued the delicious asshole for quite a while. He finally, reluctantly, crawled back up to where he was lying next to his new friend. They started kissing again. Alex loved the fact that Daddy Max was tasting his own ass by sucking on the tongue that had just been buried in it. “My friend, I think you just might be a keeper,” Max said to Alex. He immediately put his finger on Alex’s lips saying, “Let’s see how the rest of tonight goes and take it from there.” Alex smiled shyly and nodded. They sat up facing each other on the bunk. “So, do you think you’re up for some adventure tonight? Maybe broaden your horizons some?” Daddy Max asked. Alex got a curious look on his face, “go ahead, I’m listening.” “Good boy. I have this room for the night, so why don’t we get your hot ass in that sling and see what happens next.” “I’ve never been fucked in a sling. I think I’d like that, especially with you doing the fucking.” “I’ll definitely be doing the fucking, at first. You see, I come here quite a bit and know a lot of the regulars. If one of us finds a hot piece of ass that doesn’t mind being shared, we usually let the rest of the gang in on it. You strike me as the type that might be up for some fun like that. What do you say, stud? Although I think I can guess your answer from the way your cock is acting.” Alex looked down and not only was he rock hard, but had a stream of precum running down his shaft. His little head had already made up its mind. “To be completely fair, there’s one thing I need to tell you first. I’m HIV+,” Daddy Max said. Alex had to grab his cock and squeeze it hard to fight cumming. The fact that this hot daddy was into him, wanted to do some intense play with him, and had HIV had almost made him have an orgasm without touching himself.

I would be willing if I was in your area to do you both make you watch me knock up your boyfriend before I turn and bend you over for the second load. The second load always takes longer so I can pile drive that boy hole turning it into a toxic cum dump as your boyfriend watches and lets the reality of what just happen to him sink in.

Thanks negbtm, there will be more.

Sorry it took so long to get this out there. It's just tough with so much going on in life, right now. I spent most of whatever free time I had reading, as opposed to writing. I may have just one more installment after this, more like an epilogue. Thanks for the love and encouragement. Hope you guys enjoyed it. I particularly enjoyed writing out some of the raunchier elements with this, so my next project might be more focused on man scents. --- As soon as Joey left, I texted Carlos to let him know what happened and he told me he’d be on the lookout for Joey’s text. In the meantime, I went about work before prepping for the night. I got the text from both Carlos and Joey at the same time while I was prepping myself. Joey merely said to be ready tonight because he found someone who was interested. Carlos said he could wait for us to give Joey his third Poz load. My cock would not go down as I waited the rest of the day thinking about what Carlos said. Even if I wasn’t the one pozzing him, I was definitely complicit in the act. I wondered whether the old me would have ever thought something like this was arousing. Would I have been disgusted with myself. It didn’t really matter, my raging hard on told me. I was already in too deep. Joey walked in with the air of excitement. I could see it in his smile and instead of warming my heart, it warmed my groin. “Hi babe,” he greeted me. “I hope you’re ready. He should be coming over soon.” “I think I’m ready. I hope you are.” I leaned into his face for a kiss and pulled his hips into mine, grinding my hard cock into his own. We made out, arousal at our upcoming event fueling the fire of our sexual drives. Joey pulled my shirt off and I got a whiff of my pits. I didn’t bother washing because I had a feeling Carlos would appreciate it, but I saw the brief stink-face from Joey. I kissed him again to take his mind off of that. This night wasn’t about what he was into. Just then, the buzzer rang. Joey walked over to open the door and there stood Carlos. He looked sexy in a white tee and those loose fitting pants as he walked in. He looked from Joey to me and smirked. “Hey, I’m Carlos,” he ‘introduced’ himself as he shook my hand. The pretense of It all made me anxious and horny. He shook Joey’s hand, too. To his credit, Joey acted quite natural as though he hadn’t met him before. “I’m Joey,” he said plainly. “I’m the one who you spoke to. And this is my boyfriend, Andy.” “You guys seem pretty hot,” Carlos said as he brushed his hand across his chest. “I like that you guys are open to playing around.” “Well, we’ve been strictly monogamous until today,” I mentioned. I scanned Joey’s face to see if that statement was lost on him. Again, to his credit, he didn’t seem phased. Which only served to fuel my fire. “But I’d love to watch you work his ass over.” “Oh really,” he quipped as he moved closer to me and pulled my head in for a deep kiss. My eyes closed briefly and I brought my hand down to grope his cock through his pants as our tongues intertwined. After breaking our kiss, I noticed Joey’s eyes a bit dimmed but they lit up again as Carlos moved towards him. Joey led the way as all three of us moved into my bedroom. He stood at the foot of the bed, sandwiched between me and Carlos. I lifted his shirt off as Joey did the same to Carlos. They made out as I undid Joey’s belt, pulling his pants down and helping him step out of them. I stood up and Joey crouched down to take off Carlos’s pants and admire the poison package. Carlos grinned and looked up at me. He reached for my shirt and pulled up. With my arms up, he caught a whiff of my scent and dove in with a “fuck yeah” and lapped at my pit. Joey had just worked the cock into his mouth at that point and Carlos seemed in heaven, switching over to my other ripe pit. He came up for air and I pulled him into a kiss, tasting my scent on his lips. Both of us breathed in the musk, panting as we made out while Joey worked on Carlos’s now rock hard cock. “Take off those pants and sit on the bed,” Carlos whispered huskily. I positioned myself at the head while Carlos pried Joey from his dick. He lifted him from the floor and guided him by the shoulders towards the bed. Joey crawled towards my cock, which left his ass in the air. As Joey started licking my balls, Carlos leaned in and started to lick his ass. It was such a turn on watching as Carlos ate with fervor at my boyfriend’s hole. “Mmm delicious,” Carlos said as he came up for air and started whacking his hard cock on Joey’s ass. He looked into my eyes and saw the hunger. “I can’t wait to fill it up.” Joey lifted his head off my cock and motioned for the condoms. He looked at me and said, “Thank you. I needed this.” I assume he meant the threesome. “I know. I need this just as much if not more,” I replied, referring in my own head to watching him unknowingly being loaded with poz cum. I gave him the condom so he could put it on Carlos. Carlos looked at me smiling as he spun Joey towards my hard cock, shoving his face down on it. Carlos pulled hard on the condom to snap it, as I’d already made sure they were easy to break. I handed over the lube and Carlos applied a generous amount to his cock and to Joey’s ass, shoving his fingers in to get more in there. I could have sworn I felt Joey squirm a bit. His mouth bit down on my cock a bit as I watched Carlos piston his fingers in and out. He pulled his fingers out and showed me his nails were long. It all made sense. Carlos aimed his cock at Joey’s hole and slid in easily with all the lube. I was hard as a rock knowing he was taking my boyfriend’s ass raw. Joey moaned into my cock as he was filled with that poz cock. I didn’t want to cum yet, so I pulled Joey off and kissed him. It was more of an animal kiss than a lover’s. Carlos gripped his hair and pulled him up to kiss him, too. I took that chance to get off the bed and get underneath both Joey and Carlos so I could watch that scorpion tail sting its prey. I was rock hard and drooling as I saw Carlos pull all the way out and slide all the way back in raw. He pushed Joey’s face down into a pillow and started plowing his way through that cheating ass. His ass juices and lube were splashing onto my face. I got up as Carlos looked into my eyes and winked. He pulled me in for a deep kiss. As animalistic as this one was, I couldn’t help but feel something I felt was missing from when Joey and I kissed. We shared something deeper in this passionate kiss. We broke our kiss as he used one hand to guide my head to look at his cock. His thrusting pace slowed considerably. He wasn’t pulling all the way out, but after a few more thrusts he pulled all the way out and pushed my head down to his cock. I could taste his musk and separate it from Joey’s ass juices. I could taste his cum. He’d unloaded in Joey’s ass. I lifted off his cock and stuck my face in Joey’s ass. I ran my tongue across the abused hole and pushed in. Some of Carlos’s poz cum leaked into my mouth and I moaned. Carlos made a show of getting another condom as he tossed the broken one from his cock into the trash so that Joey could see him as he handed it to me. I quickly went to work putting it on myself and “making myself comfortable”. Carlos came behind me and licked his tongue up my crack as I slid myself into Joey’s wet, used hole. I felt myself shiver as I could feel his tongue lap up my musky ass, working its way into my hole. I shivered, too, as I could feel his cum/lube mixture in Joey’s ass as I fucked my little whore. I shivered more as I felt Carlos kiss his way up my ass and back towards my neck. Maybe it’s cold in heaven. He tossed an open condom wrapper past me onto the bed. Joey looked back and saw him standing behind me and leaning forwards, kissing my neck. He saw my eyes glaze over with lust as I thrust into him with Carlos moving closer. He saw my gasp as Carlos snapped his hips against my ass. He heard me moan as Carlos thrust into me, which led me to thrust into Joey. I reached around to jerk off Joey’s cock and Joey turned his head back to the pillow and began moaning, opening his ass up for me. As Carlos tongued my earlobe, he paused there while continuing to fuck my ass. “This is so hot. You look so hot fucking him. I love your hole. It feels so nice in here.” I moaned hearing these words as he spoke them with a seductive whisper. “How does it feel, fucking your own load into his ass. Feels good, doesn’t it? God, you look so hot. Don’t you wish you were pozzing him, too? Wouldn’t that be hot?” His questions burned in my mind, fueling my fuck. I did think it would be hot. I did wish I was pozzing him. “Fuuuuuuck,” was all I could manage to say. I felt Joey’s ass clench as he reached orgasm. It drove me over the edge as I unloaded in him. I slammed each load into him, hoping he would be pozzed for all of his life. As I clenched up for that final blow, I felt Carlos’s arm across my chest. He pulled me into his cock and I naturally bent over to open my ass for him. I felt him shake as he held onto me. I realized I was shaking a bit, too. Carlos recovered first, pulling out of me. He helped me pull out of Joey and leaned in to lick Joey’s ass clean. He then moved to suck my cock clean of juices. Then he sat up and I saw his cock. I’m not sure I was surprised, but there it was in all it’s glory – with a broken condom on it. I leaned down to suck it clean and removed the evidence. Carlos took it and the one that was on me and tossed them in the trash. He lay down on the bed on that side as I slid up next to him, sort of squeezing Joey out to the other side of the bed. Carlos wrapped his arm around me and I felt myself melt into him. I closed my eyes and slept.

A few moments later Daddy and I both looked at each other over the cock pigs sweaty arching back, smiling evilly at each other as we realized the booty bump - and definitely not the last one this weekend - was hitting this virgin cock sucker. I had just slid 3 tina-coated fingers back into his tight burning and accepting hole and was thrusting the fingers as deep inside him as I could reach while turning and twisting them. No flinch this time when the burn came...just a hungry moan and an even hungrier push of his ass back to take my magic fingers deeper. "DAMN boy!" I heard Daddy say. "Yeah suck that cock! Fucking deepthroat that hard fat daddy dick and gag on it! You like that dick doncha? Like feeling it stretch and fill up your face hole doncha?" The pig mumbled loudly and eagerly around the fat poz cock impaling his throat as he pushed back more onto my fingers. "And you like what your pig bro's doing to your ass too, doncha cock pig? You can't get enough of how he's making your ass feel right?" Daddy pulled the sucking mouth abruptly off his cock and the pig cried out "I love it Daddy! I fucking love it! My ass has never felt so good! Please can I have more?!" Daddy grinned at the flying pig boi as he slid the pipe stem between his full wet lips and lit the flame. "Of course boi. You can have more all weekend long. Now inhale BIG while your bro keeps working your ass!" To Be Continued............

I don't remember the rest of the day clearly, but I do remember being in my cell that night sobbing and terrified at what had happened to me. Not only the rape, but the fear that I had been infected by those men. But what could I do? The next morning, we were led out to the showers. I found myself next to the big, handsome guy from the day before as we walked to the bathrooms. "What's your name. kid?" "Danny," I replied. "Well, I'm sorry for you. Two things - you're fair game now for anyone. No-one is going to help a damaged slut. Secondly, you're probably going to get HIV, if you haven't already." He saw my pale, shocked face and squeezed my shoulder. "Deal with it, or go under." We went down to the showers and there was steam, guys laughing and shouting. The guards got us to strip and I realised people were avoiding me, looking at me and laughing and pointing. Then I saw the gang from the day before, naked and wet. I tried to hide away in the throng but they saw me, and the guy with the lazy eye grabbed his cock and waggled his hips at me as the chubby guy pointed at me and grinned evilly. We had breakfast, and then my heart sank as we were let into the recreation area. I wandered around, trying to talk to people or join in some of the card games, but nobody wanted to know me and some guys actually turned their backs on me. Then I saw the gang over by that awful cell where I had been raped and my blood ran cold. I turned to try and lose myself in the crowd and found my way blocked by a fat, black guard with a puffy face from which two piggy eyes looked at me hungrily. "Where you going, pig?" "No...nowhere, sir" I replied. He nodded to the gang. " Get over there!" "Please, sir. Don't...don't make me" He shoved my hard in the chest. "Do as you're told! Can't keep those guys waiting for some of your sweet pussy, can we?" I looked in to his sweating face and realised he was getting off on this, and was probably queer himself. He turned me around and shoved me in the back. Prisoners got out of our way, and my blood pounded in my ears as we approached the gang who lounged near the cell door. I tried one more appeal and turned to him. "Please, sir...let me go!" But then an arm went round my neck and strong arms grabbed wrists. "Thanks," I heard the lazy-eyed man whisper to the guard who licked his lips and nodded. "Get on with it, I'll just keep an eye on you, if you know what I mean?" and he literally quivered with excitement. The chubby guy whooped with pleasure and they dragged me into the cell. I struggled and kicked, but my heart wasn't really in it as I realised even the guards were enjoying my humiliation. They stripped me down and I sank to the mattress under the weight of their bodies. As they turned me over, I saw the fat guard peering inside with his flies open and a thick, black cock grasped in his fist, an expression of animal lust on his face. A finger ploughed into me with some kind of lube, and the chubby guy giggled "Sweet ass, baby! Been broken in now. Time to enjoy the ride!" He got on my back and sank heavily on to me and I yelled out with pain as his cock slid brutally into me. The lazy-eked guy was kneeling next to me holding my shoulders down with one had, whilst stroking his cock with the other. The chubby guy thrust rapidly in and out, his sweat dripping onto my neck. To my horror, I realised that my body was reacting to being fucked, with my cock rigid against the mattress and waves of pleasure spreading through my ass. I couldn't help groaning, and I heard the guard say "Well now, little bitch is getting into it, 'ain't she?" The chubby guy grunted like a pig, pushing hard into me as his cock throbbed and spurted, once again filling my rectum with toxic cum. At the same time, I came against the mattress, ashamed and disgusted as my sperm spurted under my belly in a sticky mess. They didn't notice. The guard said,"You guys better hurry up, break time's nearly up. I wanna see ol' Pete here get some." I manged to turn my head to see the thin, white guy with sunken cheeks lower his trousers and release a long, drooling cock. He grinned at the guard and as his shirt came open, I saw a scorpion tattooed on his belly above his cock. He stretched out on my back and I felt his ribs and dry skin on mime. The others dragged my legs further apart as he got into position, his bony knees on the back of my thighs. "Yeah! That's what I'm talking about!" Said the guard crouching down to watch as Pete's cock slid easily up my lubed, dripping hole. "Knock the little bastard up good!" Pete began to fuck me, his breath wheezing in my ear and spittle drooling onto my cheek. I could feel the bones in his hips sticking into my buttocks each time he and someone reached in under his ass and fingers probed around the base of his cock where it entered me. "Here it comes, you little slut!" He croaked and then gasped and coughed as his cock throbbed in me and I knew I was being impregnated by this old, diseased criminal. He finished and slid off me and I sobbed quietly into the mattress, determined not to let them see my despair. "Break time's over!" They left. I made to get up, but the guard drew his night stick and pointed it at me. "Not you, slut. Git on your knees!" I turned and knelt down, resting my head on my arms, bare ass upraised. I felt the guard's heavy body behind me. "Wow, they shore filled you up good, boy. Jess hold still, this won;t take long." His thick, swollen cock probed my puffy, slimey asshole then slid up me until I could feel his heavy belly against my buttocks. "Oh yeah! Oh fuck!" He gasped."Gonna cum!" Snorting like a pig, he shot his load than pulled out and got heavily to his feet. He wiped his greasy, dripping cock on my tee-shirt and flung it in my face. "Get dressed, pig. If you learn to do as your told and put out when asked, you'll git along just fine until you join the club, like us." He turned and lowered his pants a little, exposing his fat buttock on which was a large bio-hazard tattoo. Then he laughed, pulled up his trousers and dragged me back to my cell.

"Get up here boy and sit in Daddy's lap. It's time for all 3 of us to get real piggy." The cocksucker, hearing daddy's command took one last loud slurp on the meaty tool he had been feeding on then rose up and eagerly straddled daddy's thighs wiggling his hairy ass against the spit soaked cock rubbing up against him. "You two pigs looked damn hot when you were making out earlier. Got your leather daddy horned up nice and hard. Now I want to see you two fuckers shotgun some tina then really make out." The pig boi and I looked at each other eagerly, and I could see the barely restrained hunger in his dark soulless dilated eyes. He was a damn good kisser and I was going to enjoy this just for that part of it alone. But even more, I would enjoy it knowing that the shotguns would get him even more spun and closer to crossing that line he wasn't even aware Daddy had already drawn for him. Daddy placed the well-loaded pipe stem up to the full wet lips of this young horny sub pig and lit the flame under the bowl. "Take a HUGE hit pig. I want this shotgun to last so you two fucking bois can swap spit a long time and make Daddy's dick hard and needing to cum." The boi moaned hungrily and began to inhale deep and steady. I was impressed! His hit was even longer than most of Daddy's. As I watched him inhale, I saw the change reflected in his darkening eyes, the powerful potent Tina taking control of him....just as Daddy had planned. The next step would begin soon...as a matter of fact right after we shotgunned. My eyes flickered briefly to the TV screen playing - of course - gay bareback porn. The scene showing now was 2 hot daddies with a young jock in a sling, one feeding him the pipe while the other was blowing clouds up his hole. We didn't have a sling, but.... The sub boi finally ended his hit and with a whispered seductive command from our Daddy he leaned forward to meet my parted lips, and exhaled the biggest damn shotgun I had ever had! Holy Shit!! I started feeling my whole body tingle within seconds! If I wasn't careful I'd be as out of it as our star attraction. I sucked the smoke in slowly tasting his lips and tongue, then returned it to him as we moaned into each other. My fingers moved to his nips and began pulling on them, intensifying the shotgun and tongue action as we traded the smoke back and forth 6 or 7 times. The smoke was gone but with daddy egging us on we leaned into each other and started making out noisily. What a fucking tongue and mouth this boi had on him! I couldn't wait to have him using it on my poz cock! As we continued making out, now rubbing each others skin, I felt Daddy's hand slide down my naked sweaty back then felt the familiar pleasure of his thick finger sliding into my wet hole. I grunted with lust and need, and at the same time realized he must have done the same thing to the pig as he grunted loud and hard and pulled back from my lips. "That hurts, Sir", he said, looking at Daddy. "That's what Daddy wants, right now pig. And you want to please your Daddy, don't you?" "Yes, Daddy, but...." "No buts, pig! It's only hurting because your hole is so tight and dry. My other boy is obviously enjoying it, but his hole is nice and wet and recently stretched." Daddy looked at me and I took the cue. "Daddy, maybe I can help get the pig's hole wet so he'll enjoy it when you slide your finger in him again. I've been wanting to taste that hairy hole of his ever since he got naked! May I, Sir, please?" Daddy had told me to be sure to play up the submissive attitude at the beginning. Daddy looked at the sub pig who was already nodding his head, silently asking daddy to approve. "You liked his tongue in your mouth, didn't you boi? I bet you'd fucking love to feel him using it on your ass wouldn't you?" "Oh yes, daddy, I would! Please! I want him to eat my ass and make me wet...so I can please you!" Daddy leaned back in his chair, pushed us both off his lap and spread his legs, his thick, 8.5 inch cut beautiful toxic cock throbbing in the air. "On your knees, pig! You and me will smoke the pipe and you'll suck Daddy's cock, while your pig brother gets behind you and fucks your hole with his tongue. Would you like that?" Daddy hadn't even finished the question before the pig was on his knees, licking at the oozings coming out of the piss slit of the cock in front of him and arching his back and pushing his ass out for me. "Yes, Daddy! I would...I would like it very much!" Daddy put the pipe to the boi's lips again and commanded him to suck the glass cock, then suck his Daddy's cock. He looked over the boi's back at me with an almost demonic leer of dark pleasure on his face and nodding his head toward the full baggie of T shards on the table next to me said to me, "And, you. boy! Do what you're back there to do! And make sure your pig brother feels it!" I smiled as I lowered my face to this young unsuspecting chemmed up jock's ass, knowing my tongue wasn't going to be the only thing sliding up his hole in the next few minutes. To Be Continued.....

Sounds good to me. Perfect reason to be on prep....no needing to ask status and enjoying the raw sex you crave. Don't be surprised if you eventually decide to skip the prep entirely. I have.

Chapter 4. I had run all the way to the hotel from the sauna. Even though I had spent time showering, I wasn’t exactly feeling fresh, and I knew I was still leaking seed from my freshly-bred hole. I couldn’t remembered the last time I had cum so much, or taken so much cum, in one afternoon. Seeing my two closest coworkers chumming with the burly top made my cock stir. He nodded at me and openly groped his crotch. His tight slacks couldn’t hide his juicy uncut cock snaking down his left thigh. He kept brushing his hand across his cock while staring at me. My boss, Sam noticed and cleared his throat, then introduced me, joking, ‘It seems like you two may have already met…’ My jaw dropped, embarrassed at what he was implying, and knowing he was right. My cock sprung fully back to life, straining against my trousers. My other colleague, Bryan, realized that there was tension in the air and suggested we head to dinner. I asked if they minded waiting a few more minutes for me to change and freshen up. I wanted to rinse off, and to call my boyfriend to tell him how my time at the sauna had gone. The burly top nodded his assent and then followed me to the elevator. He looked over his shoulder at Bryan and Sam and said we would be right back. My coworkers seemed shocked, as if they knew he was going to follow me upstairs and breed me, again. As soon as the elevator doors closed, his paws were down the back of my pants fingering my dripping hole. He had a wet spot of precum on his trouser leg by the time we were close to my room. I fumbled with the keycard and opened the door. He stood there with his hands on his hips smiling at me. I shucked off my clothes and was half-mortified, half-thrilled to realize there was a giant wet crack in my pants. Sam and Bryan must have noticed as I walked away from them. They must have known I spent the afternoon taking loads… The burly top, whose name I still didn’t know, bent me over the bed and ate out my sloppy hole. His bristly blond mustache felt so good on my used puffy ass. I reached for my phone with one hand and video-called my boyfriend. In the screen, I could see my boy on his chest, with a blurry torso moving back and forth. He was taking cock, almost certainly raw, while I was leaking fresh seed into this hunk’s mouth. He grunted and smiled, ‘I see you’re having a good time. You taking loads?’ I nodded. The hunk laid on top of me as he fished out his hefty uncut cock from the fly of his pants, and slid it effortlessly into me. I moaned and nodded an affirmative. The hunk took the phone from me, leaving it on, and put it on the bedside table. In a thick continental accent, he growled, ‘It’s dangerous to fuck raw. You might catch something…’ My boy sounded delighted as whoever was fucking him started cursing in Spanish. I knew what ‘cholo’ and ‘puta’ meant… My hunk fired off his second load into me and pulled off. He signaled to the bathroom for me to shower and then started making smallt alk with my boyfriend as he took that dick. I rinsed off as quickly as I could and tried to force out as much of his toxic cum as possible. I realized that I still had on my yellow bracelet, and decided to leave it on. I hurriedly got dressed and saw the hunk sitting on my bed looking at my phone. ‘I watched your boyfriend get bred… He’s taking a new cock now, probably toxic… Nice that you both take loads…’ He grinned at me as I finished getting dressed. We got back to the lobby together and I saw Sam and Bryan chatting at the dimly-lit lobby bar. I saw Sam gently stroking Bryan’s hand, like they were flirting. I realized that the only thing that made me even notice the discreet gesture was that Sam was wearing a yellow bracelet that matched mine. The blond hunk saw it too and chuckled. ‘Your office must be full of sluts,’ he whispered. Silently, he walked up behind Sam and aligned his crotch against Sam’s ass. Sam melted into him and Bryan winked at me. I knew it was going to be an interesting night… To be continued…

Chapter 3. I felt like I needed a break after being used so hard in the whirlpool. I ran my fingers over my cummy used asshole, now leaking POZ cum. My towel was somewhere by the hot tub, and was totally soaked. I left it on a rack and headed to the steam room. I walked through a glass door with a row of shower heads and a frosted glass door beyond. I rinsed myself off as a well-hung tall lean guy came out of the steam room. He was wearing a yellow bracelet too. He smiled at me, pointed to acknowledge my bracelet and stood under the shower head next to me. He rinsed off his body paying particular attention to his long thin uncut cock, now growing as he held it in his hands and smiled at me. I didn’t mean to lead him on, but I did pay attention to the creamy jizz leaking out of my hole and down my thighs. It must have looked like I was advertising as I spread my cheeks apart. I didn’t exactly rinse all of those POZ loads out of me, but I didn’t want a puddle of seed to drip out of me in the steam room. I thought that might be asking for trouble. I walked into the steam room and the skinny guy followed me. He sat across from me and slowly started jerking off. I reciprocated, with one hand on my cock, and another toying with my puffy asshole, spreading my legs wide to show off, I guess. So much for asking for trouble… He got up and sat down next to me. He scooted closer. He grabbed my dick and worked my precum around my cock head. I moaned. He reached down and toyed with my cummy hole, grinning. He brought my hand to his ass and gasped as I fingered him. He seemed like he had been freshly bred too. He squatted over me, facing away from me, and lowered down onto my cock without speaking a word. I had already cum three times but I knew his loose wet hole would get me off again. He pulled off of my cock and took it into his mouth, gobbling up the load or loads now clinging to my cock and licked. When his face was good and cummy, he kissed me hard, forcing some of the cum from his ass into my mouth. That got me so horny that I started to blow my load just as he lowered himself back onto my cock, my forth of the afternoon. He pulled off of me, swiping my seed onto his dick and sat down beside me. I knew I wanted him to fuck me and I climbed up onto his cocks. Lubed with four fresh loads, his cock plopped right into me. It was the thinnest dick I’d taken that day, but by far the longest. I rode him until my knees started tiring and he flipped me around so I was sitting on his lap, impaled on his cock. He laid back and I lay back on top of him. Just then, the door to the steam room opened and I heard a deep voice chuckle. It was the top who had bred me in the locker room. He said something to the guy inside me and he said something that sounded like approval. The top ground up against my balls and forced his hard cock into me alongside the thin dick already there. I groaned as they stretched me out. I wouldn’t have been able to take two cocks at once if the one of them hadn’t been so thin, but it was still as wide open as I’d ever been. The guy underneath me held still while the other guy pounded me senseless. I knew at least one of the cocks in me was POZ and that got me hard again. My dick flopped all over, drooling precum as he hammered away. His thrusts came faster and harder until he blasted off inside me and slipped out. He stood there jerking off as the guy below rocked his hips until he too came. They helped me up and the three of us showered together. They both spent time working their fingers in and out of my loose hole. The first guy bent the one with the thin dick over and ate my load, and countless others out of his ass. I left them there as the first top started getting hard again. I had lost track of the time and didn’t want to miss my dinner meeting. I walked, dripping wet, back to the locker room and found a fresh towel there. I dried off, and could still feel myself oozing cum out of my hole. That was five POZ loads plus the last one that I didn’t ask about. I got dressed, but just in the hallway between the locker room and the exit, I could feel all of that cum squelching around and dripping out. I got a little stiff thinking about sitting through my dinner meetings leaking fresh POZ cum. As I passed through behind the attendant, I saw a note written in three languages, French, English, and Dutch. I could only read the English, and it said something like this: BAREBACK DAY AT THE BATHS - ALL NON-MEMBER BOTTOMS WANTING CUM WILL BE WEARING A BRACELET. - GUYS TAKING POZ LOADS WILL HAVE YELLOW. - GUYS TAKING NEG LOADS ONLY WILL HAVE BLUE. Wow. I hadn’t seen a single guy there with a blue bracelet. That last guy who bred me was either NEG taking all loads or already POZ. Fuuuuck. I let that sink in, and those loads seep out, as I walked back to the hotel. I made it back to see my colleagues in the lobby, including my two straight co-workers who had played in the sauna at last year’s conference. They were talking to the boss of a company we wanted to make a deal with, and who should it be but bald burly top who had bred me not an hour earlier. He looked sexy even with clothes on. Woof! To be continued… _____ If you guys like this story, or others of mine, don't hesitate to let me know. Your feedback makes me hard. ;-)

Yes he should. Its also very rude to behave as he did. Other guys want their turn too. On the other hand, It bugs me when tops just stand around groping each other when there is a guy ass up. Step up men. Or step out.

3. The Cake Night had fallen again and Austin and I lay in my bed spooning, his cock having just softened enough to slip from my gaping hole a small dribble of cum following it out. “You sure you’re alright,” Austin said, he had asked me this after each of the three more load he had dumped in my hole. “Yeah, I’m sure.” I was more then sure, I had slipped into a cum lust. It was a sensation, a need, a craving that I had never before experienced. With each load I took my lust grew, and I started to gently grind my ass again Austin’s crotch and he held me. “Jesus,” he said, laughing a little, “You can still be horny.” “Well,” I replied sheepishly. Taking one of his hands and leading it down to my still rock hard cock. I had cum several times as he fucked me but that wasn’t enough, it no longer was about me shooting loads but rather me taking them. “Nine loads of POZ cum and you still want more, you’re more of a cumslut then I am.” He laughed. I turned my head awkwardly to kiss him, and I felt his cock beginning to harden again, pressing against my ass cheeks. “I’ve got an idea,” Austin said, breaking out kiss and rolling out of the bed, “stay there, and don’t let any more of that cum drip out of your hole.” He padded out of the room completely naked his half hard cock swinging in a wide arch as he walked. I rolled over onto my stomach and waited. I head Austin wandering around the rest of the apartment, and then a few minutes later he came back into my room, his cell phone in hand. He got back in bed, put his phone on the nightstand and looked at me with a crooked smile. “How about you start sucking my cock again, slut,” he said playfully, “get in nice and hard before I stuff it back in your sloppy cunt.” Austin lay flat stretched out on the bed, and I shifted down so I was on all fours between his legs my face level with his steadily swelling cock. I took the growing meat in my mouth and started to suck, swallowing its full length while that was still manageable. I could feel my jaw stretching as his cock grew in my mouth forcing my lips wider and wider. As I bobbed my head up and down slathering his cock with spit, I heard his phone go off. As I continued to choke myself on his cock he checked the text and sent a quick reply. Another minute or two passed and my jaw was becoming sore stretched around his massive dick, when his phone went off again. Austin again checked his phone, and sent a reply, this time after he put his phone back down he looked at me and said with a wry smile, “Ride my cock.” I quickly jumped into position my legs on either side of his hips, his cock brushing against my ass. I shifted and took hold of his dick in my hand, guiding him to my cum-lubed hole, and sat down on his now fully erect cock. I sank slowly down on the shaft my hole tender from the obscene amount of cock it had taken in the past sixteen hours. When I had fully impaled myself on his cock I began to rock slowly back and forth lubing up his cock with the many POZ loads that still filled my ass. Austin pulled me to him, pressing my chest hard against his, kissing me roughly on the mouth. He wrapped his arms around me, holding me in place as he kissed me. I heard something behind me, out in the rest of the apartment but Austin held me fast. I could sense that there was someone else in the room, but still Austin kept a tight grip on me, slowly bucking his cock in my loose and sloppy hole as he tongue fucked my mouth. Then the weight on the bed changed and I knew that there was someone else in the bed with us. The mysterious stranger moved between Austin’s legs and I felt big rough hands on my ass cheeks. My heart was pounding. I considered running, pulling away from Austin, but despite my fears I didn’t want too. Austin understood my cumlust and had said that he had an idea of how to slake it so I would trust him. Just as I had come to that decision I felt the unmistakable pressure of a cock head rubbing up and down my ass crack. This new cock quickly found my already filled hole, and despite Austin’s thick cock already being lodged inside of me, began to press against my straining sphincter. For a long moment it seemed as though the mysterious stranger’s cock would never be able to breach my hole no matter how hard he pressed until all of a sudden my hole gave way. It was like I was being torn in two. My hole, which until the night before had been a tight sphincter, bust open and became a wide sloppy cunt. I pulled my mouth away from Austin and pressed myself up till my arms were locked straight, arching my back, pressing my ass into the two cocks that now filled my hole. I looked over my shoulder now and saw Rick, a wicked smile playing across his strong handsome face. “Austin told me you couldn’t get enough POZ cock after I bred your cunt last night,” he said, “He and I are gonna wreck you good, and then if that’s not enough we’ll take you to the bathhouse, strap you to a sling and let every cock in the place dump a load in you.” My cock twitched, and my hole pulsed around their fat cock. “You like the sound of that, don’t you?” “Yes,” I replied. Rocking my hips a little to fuck myself on their cocks. “You really are a cumslut,” Austin said. “Alright Austin,” Rick said, putting a hand on my back and pressing me forward so I lay flat on top of Austin’s smooth chest again, “let’s wreck this bitch.” Rick pulled out till just his cock head was inside of me, and then slammed back inside. Pushed forward like I was Austin could buck his hips up and down jack hammering my hole. It took them a few moments to find a rhythm but soon they were pounding me in unison, their two cock moving as one inside of my gaping hole. I screamed and moaned, their cocks battering my prostate and they fucked me. Sweat pored off of all three of us and the stench of sex became the only thing I could smell. We must have fucked like that for almost half an hour before Rick said, “You ready Austin?” “Yeah, let's breed his hole.” Together they slammed into me a few more times, Austin stopping a few strokes before Rick slamming balls deep inside of me. Both of their cocks were thrust past my second sphincter as they shot their massive POZ loads deep inside of me. They each fucked my now destroyed hole one more time that night before dressing me in a dirty old jock of Austin’s; a leather harness; and stuffing a butt plug, so large that the day before I would have questioned why any one would every need something that big, in my hole, and whisking me off to the bathhouse. Rick hoisted me into a sling while Austin attached my arms and legs to the restraints. The plug was then removed and my gaping cum filled hole exposed to the small collection of men who had already gathered around me. By the time I got home the next morning my once tight, condom only hole had been transformed into a cum dripping rosebud. I looked at my hole in the mirror in my bedroom before passing out, reveling the way my swollen ass lips puckered. I ran my finger along the rim of my hole remembering the way my hole had looked in the mirror over the sling as I took my first fist that night. I would never be the same prude again. I called into work; slept most of the day and then that night went back to the bathhouse. I never even bothered getting a room; I just got a locker and went straight to the sling. As I looked at myself in the mirror above me I knew that this would be a regular haunt of mine from then on.

2. The Surprise I woke sometime around two in the afternoon to Rick pressing his cock back into my nearly recovered hole. I moaned as my hole once again stretched around his impressive girth, the cum from the previous times he had fucked me lubricating his shaft as he sank into me. Once inside of my Rick wasted no time, and was soon hammering my hole with ruthless efficiency causing me to cry out with lust. I am not normally a screamer but Rick’s powerful fucking forced yelps and moans out of me like no one had before. It didn’t take long this time for the load to boil up in Rick’s balls and soon he was grunting and bucking like an animal as he added another load to my already well-filled ass. “One for the road,” he growled into my ear as he came inside of me. When his cock had stopped twitching he pulled out and rolled out of the bed. “I’ve got some shit to do, so much as I’d like to spend the day breeding your hole… I’ve gotta go,” he said as he moved towards the door. “I’ll show you out,” I said covering my disappointment at seeing that magnificent cock go. “Don’t worry about it. Go back to sleep. Get my number from Austin and let me know when you wanna get plowed again.” Then he was gone. I laid on my bed for a long moment, naked on my stomach, my stretched out cummy hole facing the door that Rick had left open again as he exited. I went back to sleep. Several hours later I woke up again to the sound of a new voice in my room. “Damn,” the voice said, “Who wrecked your hole?” It took me a long moment to place the voice. But before my eyes were fully open and I had looked over my shoulder at the speaker I knew it was Austin. I suddenly remembered that the door to my room had been open and that the way I was laying on the bed my cum covered ass was clearly visible. Austin smiled at me a little oddly as he took in my compromised position. Knowing what I did now about Austin I found myself seeing him in a new light. He was still a tall thin twink, but I took note of the well defined abs, the incredibly hairy pits, sweet pink nipples, the narrow but dense treasure trail that led down into his skimpy yellow underpants. I noted too just how well the basket of those underpants was filled out. “Seriously,” he pressed on, coming further into the room, “someone did a number on your ass and left a shit load of cum behind. I had no idea you were suck a fucking slut, let alone a cumslut.” “I’m not normally,” I said, shifting in the bed and covering myself with a sheet. “So who dumped all those loads in your hole?” I hesitated for a moment and then said, rather sheepishly, “Rick.” A strange series of emotions played across Austin’s face so quickly that I couldn’t place all of them; but I’m certain that surprise, anger, jealousy, and fear all flashed by before he settled on lust. He rubbed his crotch through his yellow briefs and I could see that the healthy bulge was beginning to swell. “Why are you covering yourself up man,” he asked coming even closer. “You liked getting railed by Rick didn’t you? Well I’ve got something I think you’ll like just as much.” With that he practically leapt onto the bed straddling my pelvis. He lent forward and kissed me roughly. My cock quickly hardened again as I began to explore my roommates trim body with my hands. Our kiss was short lived though as after only a couple of minutes Austin broke away and said, “I have to get my mouth on that ass, flip over.” I did as I was told and kicking my legs apart Austin spread my cheeks and started to devour my ass. He lapped up the cum that had leaked from my hole and pushed it back inside of me with his tongue as he desperately tried to penetrate my hole as deep as he could with that same organ. Much like our kiss though this joy was short lived as soon I heard rustling and felt Austin shifting about behind me. Soon his mouth left my hole but his hands remained on my cheeks, I felt something warm and hard press against my hole and knew that it was his cock. Without saying a word Austin steadily pressed his fat raw cock in side of me. It was not quite as long as Rick’s but it certainly was as thick if not thicker. I whimpered into the pillow as Austin came to rest balls deep in me and started to kiss my neck. He started out slowly, sensing that my hole was still a little worn to from my night’s escapades but soon worked himself up to a feverish pace. Soon Austin was panting as I moaned into the pillows in front of me, and sweat dripped from him falling onto me. He was not going to last long, that was quickly obvious, but his cock was tugging at my hole as it stretched me wide in such a magical way that I wasn’t about to complain. “Oh, fuck, I’m gonna cum,” he groaned as he bottomed out in me and his cock began to throb. As his orgasm rocked through his body he leaned forward and kissed the back of my neck. “I’m sorry I didn’t last longer, I’ll be ready to go in a minute though.” He started to rock his hips forward and back slightly, “But feeling all those POZ loads in you I couldn’t resist adding my own to the mix right away.” “What,” I said, my ass clenching around his cock in shock, “You’re POZ?” “Yeah,” he replied sounding a little confused, and then after a moment, “So is Rick. I thought you knew and that’s why…” “Oh fuck,” I said, “I had no idea.” “I’m so sorry,” Austin said, moving to get off of me. As his cock started to slip from my hole I realized I didn’t want him to stop. I had six loads of POZ cum in my hole… there was no changing that so I might as well enjoy the cocks that put it there. I reached back and grabbed his hips, pulling him to me, and shoving his cock back inside of me. “Where do you think you’re going mister,” I said. “But I’m…” “At this point it doesn’t matter, so how about we stop talking and you get back to plowing my hole with your fat POZ cock.”

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Damn, this is one HOT story Stud! Can't wait to read the next chapters!