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Bumped into a fuckbud while out running errands. He was free balling in basketball shorts and started clubbing up. I smiled and licked my lips and he fucked a load into my hole in the bathroom. Loved it! He put his hand over my mouth and whispered that his BF was in the store so he needed to fuck me hard and fast... ...and he did! Love men that just wanna cum inside me!

1992 The early 90's were so liberating for me -- in some ways. I'd accepted that I was a gay man, but had no idea what to do with that information. I went to the adult bookstore and bought porn mags and porn videos...and that was pretty much the extent of my sex life. I was barely in my 20's and could beat off four to five times an evening back then. Like most of us, straight and gay, I developed a special devotion to one or two porn stars in particular. There was one spectacular guy who I guess was one of the most famous gay idols of that period. I won't even use his initials here because some of you would know exactly who I'm talking about. He made some great videos and was mostly a top, but occasionally bottomed. Some of his movies were strictly 'safe sex' and some were as raw as could be. He did a lot of magazine spreads at the time. I'm sure the "profiles" were pure fiction, but I bought into the fantasy. My favorite photo was in a magazine called "Inches" and it just showed him sitting bare-ass on a couch with his huge, fat boner pointing straight up. The accompanying quote said something like "I love to feel a guy's throat muscles work on the shaft of my dick." I looked at that pic all the time and tried to imagine how in the world that would even fit in my mouth - let alone down my throat. I found out through one of the alternative newspapers they stacked in the lobby of my apartment building, that the guy I'll just call "Star" was in town for the weekend. He was going to be "dancing" at two different places. One was a porn movie theater on a street where two or three murders happened each week -- the other was at a gay bar I drove past all the time. I immediately called my friend Benjamin and told him the news. He knew already. Benjamin was a little short queen with a huge personality. He knew everybody and had been everywhere -- including the scary porn theater. I admitted how much I loved "Star" and really wanted to see him in person. "And what do you think will happen?" He was going to lecture me. He had that tone. "Do you think your eyes will meet and he'll quickly whisk you off to his hotel and fuck your brains out?" No, but yeah. I didn't know what I expected...maybe at least an autograph? "Let me tell you about these guys. Most of them are fucked in the head and on every single drug you can name. They are smaller in person than they look on film. They all take steroids and that causes acne which they cover with heavy makeup. Some of them are straight , but your guy isn't. They are all out to hustle for a buck. Oh, and they have major STD's in every hole." Is it crazy that none of this phased me in the least? I kept him on the phone a little longer and begged him to go to that bar with me Saturday night. "Can't. But I CAN share a little tidbit with you even though I probably shouldn't...." I waited. He sighed and then reported that Star was staying in town a few extra days to do escort work. Benjamin had no idea how much he charged or any other details except a phone number which I wrote down as he said each digit over the phone. "I have to go now. Do what you think you have to do, and call me afterward", he said as a goodbye. Click. So Saturday came and I went out to tan, get a haircut and buy a few new shirts. I still imagined I'd be going to the bar that night. I even bought a few bottles off wine to chill. Around 8 pm, I got dressed and combed my hair several times. I still wasn't ready to do this so I poured a glass of wine and turned on some music. Nope. I couldn't make myself leave. I poured another glass, sat down with phone and called the number. Oh God, what if HE answered? No. He was probably out already. I got a messenger service and the very pleasant lady took my name and number. "Are you calling about having a meeting?". she inquired. "No. Yes. Yes, I am." "I'll make a note of that", she said sweetly. We hung up and that was that. I'd never sleep now. I finished the bottle of wine and watched MTV until bleariness forced me to bed. I woke up with a slight headache the next morning, but some coffee and a few aspirin cleared that up fast. I looked at my phone like it was a bomb ready to explode. What had I done? I just wouldn't answer it if it rang...I'd take a shower, do some work and get myself collected for a new week. That's pretty much what I was doing when the bomb went off.... RING, RING, RING "Hello?" "Uh...is this Rodney?" "Yes it is." "If you don't know the voice - this is Star. You want to meet up pretty soon?" My brain was connected directly to my crotch when my mouth said "Absolutely!" "You sound young, Are you of legal age?" He sounded tired. "I'm almost 23". "OK. Here's the deal. You can come to where I am and stay for an hour-long date that'll cost you 150 dollars....or I can come to you for the same amount of time and it'll be 200 dollars. No checks. Cash only". I was unprepared for any of this. "I'll come to you!" He gave me the address and I was sort of surprised that it was very close to where I lived. Walking distance. "I got poppers,grass and liquor and other assorted things. If you want rubbers, bring them yourself. 7 pm work for you?" "Sure. I'll see you soon". "Don't forget...cash only." I knew just where he was. It wasn't a hotel -- it was a building full of furnished apartments. I also knew there was an ATM on that corner. Swell. Now I just had to make myself do it. Wine! I had a full bottle that I could finish off in the next 90 minutes. A lot of my friends took Xanax and bragged about how wonderful it was, but my doctor was a mean old lady who would never prescribe something like that. I turned my insides purple with wine that I quickly gulped while watching CNN. People were starting to talk about this Bill Clinton guy quite a bit. After emptying that bottle, I was cruising down the sidewalk. Condoms! I'd forgotten I was supposed to bring some. Oh whatever. Here was the ATM. I withdrew 300 bucks (that was my bank's limit) and just shoved the bills in my pocket. And then I was there at the building. Usually you have to be buzzed in to these places, but the door was open. Apartment # 14.... knock knock And there HE was. The eyes and hair color was the only things I recognized. He looked somewhat obliterated. His face was sunken in like he was starving and his body was not nearly as Greek God-like as I imagined. He was just as tall as he looked on film. He looked like he'd just got out of bed. He was wearing a ratty Styx t-shirt, striped pajama bottoms and flip-flops. He hadn't showered in a day or two. But I looked at him brightly as if he were the idol I'd always imagined him to be. My face betrayed nothing. He broke into a smile of jacked-up yellowish teeth. "Rodney??" "Yep. That's me. I'm probably early. Sorry." "No, no". he shook his head, "I was expecting anything except a normal guy". He led me inside and closed the door. "Let me make you a drink." I sat down on the brownest couch in the world and watched him futz around with drinking glasses and bottles in the kitchen. He was downright jovial at this point. He asked me a few questions about myself and listened like he was interested. And then I couldn't help but ask about his career in porn. Why did he never kiss any of his porn partners? Why did he always demand guys lick his ass but he never licked any ass? Was it really different fucking with a condom? Who was his favorite costar? He made a hand motion for me to back off a little. I guess I was being a little too intrusive. "The truth is that none of that matters because I can't get a contract with any studio now. I'm done". "Why?" He looked at me like I was slow, and simply said "I'm retired." "Oh". I took a sip from the powerful drink he'd concocted. I stared at the floating ice cubes and asked him about that particular photo spread in "Inches" that I loved so much. He was confused and so I tried to describe it a little...including the quote about being deep-throated "I probably had over a thousand photos taken of me during the good old days and they paid me shit for them. And I never said those words. First of all - you can't fit a really big dick down some dude's throat. You can maybe get past the gag reflex a little, but not all the way down his fucking throat". Oh. I took a deep swig from whatever kind of drink he'd given me. I didn't want all of my fantasies to crumble in the first ten minutes. Maybe he sensed my disappointment. "Why? Would you like to try?", he said teasingly. He pulled his pajama bottoms down a little to reveal that magnificent penis in all its hard glory. He kicked off his flip-flops and stretched his long legs out, waiting. I could do it. I wanted this legendary cock all the way down my throat and thrusting toward my lungs. So i bent over his lap and started kissing the head, lapping up as much of the taste of him as I could. I moved lower down on his shaft when I felt my gag reflex protest and the wine in my stomach start to boil up. I fought onward, determined to feel his weapon in my actual throat. But then my air was cut off and I thought I'd pass out. I pulled away and started gasping. "That was an excellent try, little man!" he was sniffing a little brown bottle of what I knew where poppers. "I know what would make it easier for you", he said as he led me to the bedroom. The bed was unmade and he pulled off all the sheets and told me to lay down the opposite way with my head hanging off the end of the bed. I took off my shoes and complied. He then stood behind me and hunched over a little> He drilled my mouth from that position, but the breathing problem kicked in again. I decided to just endure it as he moved deeper down. His pubes were on my chin when he announced,"You did it!" I half-wondered if he'd cum when he was down there, but I doubted it because he still had a swinging hard-on. And still sniffing from his little brown bottle. He removed what little clothes he still had on and told me to do the same. Of course I did and, soon, we rolling around on the bed naked. My instinct was to kiss him on the mouth, but he kept dodging my attempts. OK. It was nice enough just to feel that giant dick slide up and down my chest and stomach. I felt I had already got my money's worth, but it wasn't over. He got up and stood at the foot of the bed again and then pulled me all the way down to the end. My bare ass was at the edge and he lifted my legs up and started tonguing my asshole. What?! He'd never done that on film before. It felt great but alien somehow. I was unsure how to process the sensations. It didn't last long, and then he was rubbing oil into me. Baby oil? Hand lotion? I had no idea because I was looking up at the stained ceiling and never saw the bottle or tube or whatever it was he had. "Bareback OK with you?", he asked. I'd never heard that phrase except when it came to horse-riding, but I said "Yeah". Then he pushed that famous head into me. It hurt like hell and I sat up to protest, but he held the poppers under my nose and told me to breathe deep. I did. My face got warm and my whole body seemed to relax except for my boner which got even stiffer. "One more". He help it out for me to take another huff. I inhaled and got very dizzy and wondered if this stuff was addictive or if it would give me a stroke or something. While I was wondering that, he was working that dick even further into me. It started to feel good...really good. And then he was thrusting in and out and my whole body reacted -- including my brain. "You want my dirty cum, Little Man?". His breathing was heavy and I didn't have time to answer because he started jerking and deep thrusting and groaning. He was spent. His seed was now a part of me and that was worth way more than his escort fee. We lied in bed for awhile, just talking. He said, "You bled a lot". "On the bed??" I was so embarrassed. "Shhh. It's fine. I'm flying back to LA tomorrow. Let someone else worry about cleaning it'. He seemed on the verge of passing out on the bloody bed, so I got up and got dressed. I wanted to go go home so badly. I thought he was passed-out as I left the whole three hundred dollars on his coffee table. I'd skip my cable bill that month. As I made sure my keys were in my pocket, Star got up and crossed the room to see me out. Before he opened the door, we kissed. A long kiss that was like something out of the movies. "Good night, Rodney". "Good night, Star". That's when he told me his actual first name. I left, saying his name in my head over and over again. Of course I got sick about three weeks after that. I knew what was happening to me. I was being consumed with my idol from the inside out.

I was never actually an official bug-chaser. It just turned out that way....which was a surprise to me since I used to be so shy and inexperienced. But my old lady doctor (who is crabby, but treats me like a son) noticed some inflamed lymph nodes on my neck, some weight loss and recommended I take the test. I did, and found out I was poz. Wow. When did it happen? With who? I could remember three times when it might have happened. 1. The After Party I live in an old neighborhood with some beautiful old buildings and lots of trees. There's a crappy little tavern in the midst of it that I went to all the time. The guys there were older and overall less "pretty" than at the dance clubs. I met these two brothers there who were older and a little sleazy. They always had weed and always hosted us stragglers at their big, beautiful house after closing time. It was within walking distance and we'd all drunkenly stumble down the block to their mansion. Mostly, we all sat around in the grand living room and passed a bong in a circle. It was always good stuff on its own, but some new skinny, tall stranger decided to add coke to the bowl. I'd never even tried cocaine, but I figured fire would kill the powder's effects. So I took in and blew out the clouds with everybody else, and after about ten minutes, I noticed I was really, REALLY fucked-up. The crowd started to thin out and go home and I thought about doing the same, but my legs didn't seem to be willing. And then there were three. The older brother, the skinny stranger and me. And they had both taken off their clothes. They sat on each side of me on the antique couch and demanded I strip too. I stood up and wobbled a bit. "I need to head home". But they insisted. And they aggressively stripped me. They got me from the front and back in a squeeze. I felt their cocks move into me from both ends. I had a thought about how this is how rape happens, but that was my last clear thought. Then we were all rolling around on an old oriental carpet. At one point, I found my face right in the crotch of the older brother. He had a huge boner and instructed me to "talk to it". I was so out of it, that I just wanted to lie down on the beautiful old carpet. The skinny guy kept prodding me with his boner and I wanted to fight him off, but was so, so tired. I can't even remember what he looked like. Then I slept. One of then could have slipped some seed in my neg ass, but I have no way of knowing. 2. The Bathtub Guy What his name? Mike? Anyway -- I'd seen him out at all the same dive bars I frequented. He was always making out and leaving with somebody new. He was tall, but not all that cute. It turns out, he had a reputation for sporting a really big dick. I guess it was my turn that one Saturday night. He took me back to his really tiny apartment and we had a serious make-out session. He wanted me to suck him, but I didn't do a very good job. His cock was genuinely huge. I kept getting to almost halfway down, when I just couldn't stand it any longer. "The day you take all of it, we're going to celebrate!" We'd talked and he knew I had a kinky side. So he put a blindfold on me and led me to his mini bathroom. I lied back in the cold tub and waited. It took about thirty seconds before I felt hot, burning drops land on me. Oh. He must have lit a candle and was dripping hot wax on me. It was kind of a turn-on, actually. If some guy wants to do this to you, just go along with it.... it doesn't hurt much and is kind of thrilling. And then came the piss. He was peeing on me and I got the biggest erection. Here was a kink I'd never even thought of! I stood under the shower nozzle for a bit to wash it all off and then we were in his bedroom/living room. He had lube samples from the bar, but they weren't enough to get his big organ into me. I ended up sucking him off and letting him shoot a load in my throat. We were lying back in his bed when he admitted that he had a boyfriend -- a poz boyfriend. Who lived IN THE SAME BUILDING! What the fuck? I had to find my clothes and get out of there. I thought of all his fluids that I'd experienced,and calculated the risks I faced. 3. The Listener I went against my better judgement and went to one of the trendy clubs where all the cuties went. I lasted all of twenty minutes before going back to a sleazier place. That's where a met a big, tall leather man. He went all out for his cause... boots, leather pants, leather cap. Everything. I sat two stools away from him and ordered a draw. The he stretched out, and his giant boots were in my lap. I guess I looked the part of a sub as much as he looked the part of a leather daddy. So be it. We had a conversation and I told him about the club I'd been to. "You had enough of twinks and want a real man now?" "Absolutely, " I replied. We left in his car and went to a pretty modest apartment building. On the drive over, he kept asking about what I'd done and how many guys I'd been with. I was honest. I told him about my grandma doctor and how carefully she monitored me every six months. I thought about asking him for a background too, but didn't. Once we were inside of his little apartment, he wanted to chain me to the ceiling of his living room, but the hook was meant for a houseplant - not a 150 pound male. So that didn't work. He was tired and didn't feel like pursuing any more kink stuff. So we went to the bedroom and he had me strip him down. I don't know how you fold leather clothes so I just stacked them as neatly as I could. He was flat on his back in bed and I stood at the end and started kissing his feet -- because they were so massive and beautiful and perfect. He loved it for awhile, but made me quit. "Tell me a hot story". "Tell me a fantasy." I was quiet for a minute....and then told him about my desire to get fucked in the changing room of a swimming pool, I also told him how I wanted to be raped by a UFC fighter. He was fully hard and beating off furiously. I bent over and waited for the load to shoot into my mouth. "Are you sure you're neg?" "I'm sure." "OK. Wait". Then his big dick erupted in the most massive flow of semen I could ever imagine. I lapped up some of it, but he held my head back and scooped the rest of it up in his left hand. He weirdly poked me in the eye with that hand and it stung like crazy. Then he turned me around and painfully shoved the rest into my butt hole. So now I wonder who put the poison in me. One of them? Two of them? A combination of all three? I guess it doesn't matter now.

The next week was strange for Zeke. He was on edge about the whole ordeal. The only reason he had left his house was for groceries. After getting what he needed, he walked back out to his car and began to load them into the trunk. He wasn't paying attention when someone came from behind him, a piece of cloth going around his mouth and nose. "Shh.. just go under," the gruff voice said. Zeke flailed for a few moments before falling limp against what felt like a brick wall. He was out for a few hours, before finally waking. Dazed and confused, he looked at his surroundings. In front of him was a thick, heavy metal door with a place for food to be passed into the room. The walls were brown stone, thick and jagged. Fear filled his mind as he ran to the metal door and began to beat on it. "Let me out! Please! I'll give you whatever you want!" He began to beg, tears streaming down his face before he slid down the cold metal. He thought it was hopeless. He was going to die here. Zeke laid there sniffling when he heard footsteps. It sounded like thick leather boots stepping on pavement. His eyes shot open and he ran to the back of the room. His heart was thumping out of his chest. The door began to unbolt, and his fear was back as he saw the man standing there. "Please.. no...." In the doorway, there was a Goliath of a man. His frame covered the whole entrance of the door way. A thick, furry chest with a leather harness was attached. Zeke's eyes fell further down and he could see he didn't have anything over his cock, which was flaccid, but still hung low between his thighs. When he moved his eyes back to meet his captor's eyes, he saw a black hood that covered his head, with cutouts for his nose, mouth and eyes. Most curiously, sticking out the sides of his head were two thick ram-like horns. "Get up," he commanded. Zeke wasn't sure if it was the same voice from earlier. He got up, shaking as the beast walked in, only to grip Zeke's shirt and ripped it from his lithe body, doing the same with Zeke's shorts and his underwear.

So here's a weird truism: the more desperate you are to get fucked, the less likely you are to get fucked. When you're not really looking to get fucked, you can't keep dicks out of your ass. Two weeks ago I went out really looking to catch some loads. Went back and forth between two bars, both were crowded but for some reason I couldn't get any attention. Went home horny and frustrated. Went out last night. Was open to getting fucked, but really just spent a lot of time hanging out. Made out with a hot jock from out of town, and ended up getting fucked by another tourist later. (After we hooked up he said, "I really hope you're over 21!" Which was strange because A.) we were in a bar, B.) Age of consent is 17 or 18, and C.) I'm almost 42, and while I'm fortunate to have good genes that make me look younger (my father is the same way) and it was fairly dark in the bar, no one is mistaking me for 21. Anyway.) Toward the end of the night I was about ready to head home, was making one last circuit of the bar when I saw a really hot group going - a young, slim twink looking guy was the center, he had a cock in his ass, a cock in his mouth, and a mouth on his cock. I wasn't planning to top, but when I do top that guy's look is a solid 10 for me, a total ideal. I hung back and watched, when the guy fucking him unloaded in his ass and pulled out, I leaned in and started eating him out. He loved it and we made out a little, so he could taste the cum that was in his ass. I was satisfied and decided it might be time to leave. A group had gathered around, A bunch of guys with their dicks out. The twinky guy turned around and offered his ass to a hot black guy, who instead looked at me and said, "no, I wanna fuck you." I was surprised, but was like, what the hell, so I bent over and he went to town on my ass. This started this marathon of tops fucking me, the twink, and another bottom. Every time one finished and I stood up, another top took his place and bent me over again. I loved it, and throughout this the twink and I continued to make out while we were getting fucked. I lost count of the number of cocks and loads I had taken in a fairly short period of time, maybe about half an hour or so. It was at least 3 or 4 loads, maybe 6 or 7. And I wasn't the only one collecting. After a while there was a gap where I wasn't getting fucked, so I stood up... my hole used and dripping.., and pulled up my jeans. The twink had turned top and was fucking the other bottom, they were having a good time. This had already been way more than I expected, and I was quite satisfied. I turned around to go and there was another good looking black guy I had seen hanging around, he grabbed my arm and said something like "my turn to fuck you." I said I was done, but he turned me around roughly and started to pull down my jeans. I reached back and felt his hard, big, beautiful cock, and thought... one more won't hurt. It did hurt, he was rough, slamming his cock in my hole over and over, and slapping my ass. I held on, and soon he came noisily, flooding my already overloaded ass. When he pulled out I looked around and a couple more guys I hadn't seen yet were hovering, looking interested, but I was done, the last fuck had worn me out. I zipped up my jeans and left. (I know this is heresy to most cum dump bottoms, but my point is that I was not expecting any of this, in the moment I was kinda freaked out at having been fucked so much and so roughly. Later I thought I could have, and maybe should have, handled a few more.) So what gives!? I go out horny, can't get a cock to point in my direction. I go out and don't look for it, I become the center of a gangbang. I'm sure there's something to the psychology of it... guys who are desperate are a turn-off, while guys who are not are more of a challenge and therefore a turn-on. But I don't know how not to be desperate for cock when I'm worked up and horny.

*My first story here. Mostly true, I think, but I was so high l can't be sure. So I'm posting it here. Hope it amuses... My favorite dealer is from a few years back when I spent 4 months in New Orleans. I'd only slammed few times by then and it'd been several months since then. I was bartending part time to keep busy and as a way to meet people. One guy who became a regular for me was a real hot late-30's slim tattooed shaved-head dealer who lived across the street from the bar in The French Quarter. When I was needing supplies I'd stop at his place after my shift where I'd hang out do we got to know each other a bit. I could sort of tell I wasn't his type. But we got along well enough for him to admit his favorite scene was to get a straight customer high enough that he'd let the dealer fuck him. He told me many stories of his successes but he had one new customer that he hadn't been able to close the deal with yet. The guy was our age, dark, hairy, a delivery man for a beer company and straight. Married-with-a-kid-and-another-one-on-the-way straight. But the guy liked his Tina and would hang out for hours getting high and pawing his crotch every time he made buy. It was driving my pal crazy; he was sure he could get into the guy's shorts with a bit of help. I told him an idea that might just get him over the hump and into his hole. And it worked out pretty well. The hottie usually stopped by when his last shift of the week was over, early afternoon on Thursdays. My shift was done at 1pm that day (New Orleans hours) which gave me an hour to get myself ready. By the time he walked in I was already half naked, on my knees and sucking my bud's cock. The guy didn't seem turned off or even too surprised. He just did his business and asked if he could hang a bit and blow some clouds, which is exactly what we hoped for. The guys kept chatting, I kept sucking and we all kept smoking. My pal kind of hinted that I was a bit of a Tina whore who earned my way by entertaining the dealer anyway he wanted. After a bit the dealer slid his hand down my spine to my butthole and started to finger me. Then he took a big rock and slipped it up my hole. The new guy hadn't ever seen a booty bump before but from the sound of it he was unzipping his fly in his excitement. In fact my dealer had me taking his shorts off while I kept sucking him but I got a good look at the guy across the room on the couch. 7" uncut, thick, hairy and juicy. The guy's eyes were black and laser-focused on us, especially when my pal turned around and buried my face in his ass. Well the newbie went nuts over that, said he'd never seen anyone do it though he'd heard of it and always fantasized about a tongue licking his shitter. He dropped his shorts and stood next to us to get a good view. The dealer said, "You should try some of this," meaning me. "He's one high cock-hungry bitch." The dealer grabbed my hair and swung my face in front of this straight, veined, slick cock. I held my mouth open and reached with my tongue for this perfect slab of mancock until the guy gave in and stuffed it down my throat. Pretty soon he remembered my rim-job and turned around. But here's where the next step out my plan came into play. I backed away and said, "Sorry. I'd love to but I only eat clean hole." But the guy was too high and too horned to let that stop him. I mean he begged a bit but I stuck to my plan. Now the dealer stepped in and suggested that he clean up in the shower. I even offered to show him how I do it since I needed a little break. So I took him to the bathroom and introduced him to the shower hose, making it look like no big deal. I left him in there alone and came out to wait for the plan to pay off. After 10 minutes the shower shut off and the guy came out in a towel still wet. But we were ready for him. We had a fresh full pipe to hand him and while he sat back on the couch my friendly dealer surprised him again. He tied off my arm and stuck a full rig I'm my vein so the new guy could watch. He said, "Watch this. He'll do anything we want after this." He then pressed down the plunger and popped the strap. WOW it must have been a big one cuz my eyes went won my and my ears rang and I coughed more than ever before. I guess it was my reward for bringing home the prize. All I wanted was cock and I crawled across the floor to the couch and that last cock I could remember sucking, which was lucky cuz I still had a job to do. I buried my face in his pubes with his half-hard dick in my throat, gagging and sputtering and moaning. My pal then came up behind me and fingered more tina in my hole. The guy on the couch was smoking away on the pipe and groaning as much as I was when my bud pulled his fingers out and stuffed his cock in. One long shove all the way to the bottom. That was my cue to lick down past the guy's balls to his taint and then to his furry cherry hole. I licked, I sucked, I nibbled and I tongued away for a long while I think. I know I had my spit all over my face and dripping off my chin. That's when I started fingering him too. Not much to start but eventually I had a finger from each hand and my tongue in there tasting the pink meat. The guy was groaning and tossing hires had around. I pulled back enough to show my progress to the guy dickin me from behind. That's when he tagged me out and went in for some butt-munching of his own. That was also my cue to slip away, grab my few clothes and the little bag of tina (that in fact I'd paid him for) plus a little sumthin-sumthin unexpected- another fully-loaded rig, I guess to show his gratitude. Gotta love this guy. Thus I left him to his own devices. High as I was I knew I wasn't heading home. I went to the old Midtown Spa, the sleazier of the two available. On Thursdays they rented rooms at half price so all the nastiest men crawled out from under their rocks. Plus a more colorful crowd went there and I loves me some BBC in need of white hole to breed. And I got plenty. Also later I heard the outcome of the great plan. It all went as hoped. In fact the newbie stayed most of the night getting higher and getting fucked. He even showed up at my work one day looking for action. But that's another story.

I cannot believe this happened to me only a few minutes ago. My husband and I have been living in our current apartment for about a year and it was obvious that we are outgrowing it. My husband hates apartment hunting and moving in general so it was obviously understood that I was the one who was going to do the looking around. I had set up an appointment to see this place today after work. As soon as work finished I texted my husband that I would be late picking him up since I was going to see this place. On paper it looked like a great place, however when I arrived there it was obvious that it was a pretty dirty dinghy apartment complex. For a second I hesitated going in but I had scheduled myself an appointment with the agent for the complex, so I thought I shouldn't be rude and went into the rental office. As I entered the rental office I was greeted by a pungent smell. It smelled like a mixture of rank body odor and the smell of a week old unwashed socks. "Hi there," grunted a hairy burly giant standing behind the desk. He was about 300 pounds, and was over six and a half feet tall (which seemed huge compared to my 28 year old 150 pound, five foot seven frame). The giant looked to be in his early 40s and was wearing an open shirt on which I could see a label which was embroidered with the name 'Dave'. He had a thick six inch long beard which blended into the thick mat of curly dark hair which covered his chest, and which was clearly visible through (and over) his dirty wife beater. It didn't take a genius to figure out this beast, Dave, was the source of the distinct smell in the room. My ass started to twitch as I took in his rugged masculinity. "You okay?" he asked. I realized that I had been staring at his hairy chest for at least thirty seconds. "Oh, sorry, I lost my thought. Ummmm.... Hi. My husband and I called to see the two bedroom unit," I managed to reply. "Your husband? We waiting for him?" "Uhhh. He won't be joining us. I came over to take a look at the apartment that's available." I didn't understand why I was so jittery. "Follow me," he directed as he swoshed past me. I got a whiff of his scent and felt my dick get hard. I quietly walked behind him staring at his immense frame. My mind was going crazy with thoughts of him but I reminded myself that I was married and just entered the apartment that he unlocked for me and walked in first. It was a very small place which opened into the living room with no windows. Dave followed me inside and shut the door behind him. I thought I heard the door lock. I quietly turned around to see him standing there smirking at me. "Uhhh... Why did you..." I didn't know what to say. "I saw you looking at me bitch. You thirsty for this?" He grabbed his crotch. I was dumbfounded and frozen in place. He moved forward bent down to grab me by the waist and put his huge tongue in my mouth. His mouth smelled like cigarette smoke. I made a weak attempt at trying to squirm away and he lifted me up and threw me on the floor. He held me down with one hand and unzipped his pants with the other. I was frozen in place. At nine inches his dick was huge and so thick it reminded me of a tree trunk. He flopped his cock on my lips with the warning "You bite and I will break your beautiful teeth." He put his huge dick in my mouth and started to pump in and out. I could smell his rank crotch. I was hard as a rock. But his dick was too big for me. I started to gag and choke. My eyes started to water and I struggled under his weight, but Dave only laughed and after what seemed like an eternity pulled out of my mouth and got off me. I rubbed my eyes. I looked down and started to cry. I was confused and hurt. "I'm married. I didn't want to do this." "Hahaha! You bitch. You think this is over?" I looked up to see that he was now standing in his dirty black socks with holes in them and ripped up wife beater. He was a hairy gorilla. With one hand he then turned me over and pulled down my pants. I screamed and he put a hand over his mouth. With the other hand he took off one of his rancid socks and stuffed it in my mouth. He then held me down and entered my ass without even spitting on it. It hurt like hell since the only lube I had was my saliva on it. I tried to scream but my voice was muffled by his stinky socks in my mouth. "How do you like having a real man inside you bitch?" he asked, grunting as he pumped into my hole. I was crying perhaps with pain or perhaps because of the guilt that I was enjoying this assault on me. I knew that my ass was bleeding and he didn't care about it. As I felt his entire weight on top of me I felt like I was going to die of suffocation. After about ten minutes of brutal thrusts, I could sense his pace start to quicken. "Here you go bitch. You're gonna leave with a piece of me inside you." He grunted as I felt him thrust harder and harder. I could feel my insides getting fuller and fuller with his sperm and after about thirteen final deep thrusts (which I am sure were accompanied by volleys of sperm) he pulled out of me. I pulled his nasty sock out of my mouth and quickly grabbed my bag as he struggled to get back into his clothes. "Rent is $950," he commented as I pulled up my pants and ran out the door, heading for my car. Somehow I had had the presence of mind to hold onto my keys, so although I had to fumble to get the key into the ignition, I held it together long enough to drive off into the evening traffic. As I made my way to pick-up my husband, I was utterly dumbfounded. What should I do? By any definition I had just been raped! Should I report it? But given I was raped, why did I feel so fulfilled? Why wasn't I more upset? Why did I feel good? I was so confused. I drove to my husband's place of work. He was waiting for me at the door of his office, and smiled broadly as I drove up. Getting into the front passenger seat, he gave me a loving kiss, whereupon I quietly drove home, and parked, locking the car. As we walked to the apartment I reached into my pocket to get the apartment key, and in so doing found my pocket contained the stinky sock which Dave had used as a mouth gag a few minutes earlier. My ass twitched as my rapist's sperm leaked from it. "I think I found us a new apartment honey...."

Last week I went to a sex party at a hotel. When I arrived soon after the start there were about a half-dozen already there, making out and sucking dick. I stripped and approached the group, and started to kiss and touch two of them. More guys kept arriving and soon there were several groups, all getting into it. It was a good mix of ages, skewing mid-30's to mid-50's, but with some younger and older. Most height-weight proportionate, and there were quite a few with big tools. Very quickly I found myself being rimmed by a guy who was shorter than me and was really in heat. He licked and tongued my hole, warming my entire body. After a few minutes he stood and slid his dick in my hole, fucking me with quick strokes. His cock was average sized, which is what I prefer for my first cock, until I'm opened-up. He didn't take very long to cum, loudly, to the approval of the room. My inner slut was proud that I was the first to get a load. I didn't take a break, but immediately began making out with a lean guy with a nice seven inch thick cock, alternated sucking and kissing him. Not only was he was a great kisser, he was also great at fucking my ass. Several times I did ass to mouth, tasting lube and cum. He tried to hold back, but finally shot a big load deep in my ass. This fuck, like the first one, was a standing fuck, where I was bent over a bit as he held my chest in his arms, or as he held my hips. He stayed in for a while before he slowly slid out. We kissed, I cleaned his cock, and kissed again. It was raw and passionate. Our connection was animalistic - which is nice to encounter. I took a little break, wandered over to some of the other boys, kissing and touching, then sucking. A youngish, tall, heavy in a good way black guy arrived. As soon as he was naked I went to work on his dick, getting it hard, squeezing his nipples as he indicated, and just enjoying feeling his enormous arms. I turned and guided his seven inch plus meat into my cum-lubed hole. We fucked a while. Others watched us, until he got soft, at which time we separated a for a bit. After a while another guy started to fuck him, and he was really enjoying it. He was frantically jerking off, and sensing he was close, I turned my ass toward him. One big spurt landed on my butt before he shoved his rod in me and dumped the rest of his load into the mix which was already there. He was sweating a lot - from both his orgasm and the heat of all the horny men. Next, another skinny guy with a big dick, mutual sucking before he had me crouch on the bed's edge and mounted me. He slid in and out, loving the sloppiness. He said he was vers and asked to be fucked. It is rare for me to fuck, my physical DNA and psychological character is bottom, built to take DNA. But since he had fucked me, and I wanted to keep help sustain the hot vibe at the party, I obliged. It was a nice hole, and he said he appreciated that my dick was so hard. Soon he was back in me, more ass-to-mouth, then he went on to a short, thin, young guy who was laying his back. The lucky kid got his load, when the kid asked me to also fuck his ass, which I did. As we fucked he said it was the first time he had been fucked while carrying a load in in his ass, and that he really wanted me to add my spunk to the mix. He felt amazing, reminding me why cum is the best lube. But I wasn't ready to shoot, as I was hoping for one more myself, or to cum while I was taking it up the ass, so I withdrew and another guy immediately took my place. I moved around, sucking and kissing, and got fucked a couple more times. The last one was hot, lean muscle 20-something with a big, uncut cock. Then it was 7:00 and I had to leave. It had been a damn hot party with a lot of cock and cum in less than two hours. I jerked off that night reliving the experience as I played with my cum-saturated hole. That night and the next day none of it leaked out, so all of it was absorbed. I hope there is another party soon!

Friday came around, and Jonas took me to the cinema. We arrived ten minutes early, so jumped in the back seat and fooled around, getting me nice and horny ready for Michael (in case you're wondering, not everything in my life is sexual. We also talked and joked, and listened to music - it's just that that's not the interesting part, and, I guess there's a lot of sex as well). He took my g-string off, and fucked me a bit, but I begged him not to come in me, and he held back somehow. But of course, that left me super horny and wet. When it was time to go, he made me repeat that I was a slut and I wanted cock about ten times before he'd let me go. I met Michael in the foyer, probably smelling musky, and feeling ready to burst. We awkwardly cheek-kissed, which made me giggle, because I would have fucked him right there if he was willing. We queued to get tickets, me standing a little too close behind him so my breast rubbed on his tricep a few times. My nipples were really hard by the time we went in to the cinema, just in time for the trailers to start. I lifted the armrest from between us, and leaned in against him, and he took the hint, putting his arm around me, draping his hand down near my boob, almost grazing my erect nipple. I made sure to arch my back when I laughed, but he didn't seem to take advantage of the "accidental" contact. The movie got started, and we got closer. I coudl feel his nervousness, and I admit I was a bit nervous too (but horny, and I presume he was also). Eventually, he looked at me at the right time, I smiled, and he went in for a kiss. It was all I could do to keep myself from jumping him then and there. I've gotten used to things moving very quickly (with the other guys, we rarely lasted more than a few minutes before starting fucking), so this was pussy-achingly slow. But eventually, the kisses became intense, and his hands became confident enough to feel my boobs on the outside of my top. I couldn't maneuver him under my top or up my skirt without acting like a complete slut, and I wasn't ready to risk him reacting badly to that, so the whole movie, my pussy ached to be touched, especially as I still had nothing on under my skirt, but the closest he got was running his hands up my legs. I got the feeling he was looking for panties, but didn't know what to do when he didn't find them. At some point, the movie ended (I have no idea what it was about), and we got up to leave. I told him it was time to take me home, but that he could come in for a bit. We hadn't really talked much, and without paying much attention to the plot, there wasn't much to talk about except sex... Made for something of an awkward ride home, but I did discover that he was a virgin, which surprised me (but explained the awkwardness). We arrived home, and I told him to come in for a coffee. I don't drink coffee, and I doubt he does. We walked in to an apparently empty house, though I knew Jonas was about somewhere. I took Michael to my bedroom, pulled the door almost closed (in case Jonas wanted to watch), put some music on, pulled him close and asked if he wanted to remain a virgin after tonight. My heart was beating - such a risk and so slutty to just offer a guy sex like that, but my pussy was dripping wet - literally, my skirt had a damp patch - and I needed cock ("I'm a slut and I want cock", I repeated to myself a few more times). We started kissing, and slowly, his hands explored the rest of my body, soon venturing under my clothes and finding I had no underwear on. He commented, and I told him that I often go commando, because I feel more comfortable. Painfully slowly, he made his moves, and I undid his top and his belt, until eventually, we were naked except for his boxers, which strained to keep his cock inside. I reached inside his waistband and grabbed his cock. He stopped me, saying he was going to come if I did that. I told him I didn't mind, but I'd rather he came inside me. He looked at me, like a deer in the headlights, as I released his cock from his boxers and guided it to my pussy. He came when he was half way in, and collapsed in embarrassment. I pulled him the rest of the way in, and we lay like that, him not looking at me, as I told him not to worry, and that I wanted to do it again. He just wanted me not to tell anyone, poor lad. It was great feeling a new cock in me, a new body against mine. Exploring and being explored by new hands. We fucked about eight times in the next hour. I had a bunch of orgasms, gave him a blow job or two, and we tried a few different positions. He was energetic, but needed prompting for most things, never really taking the initiative. Still, a good fuck, and I'd do him again - maybe I can train him like I did with Jonas. Speaking of Jonas, a few times, I heard something behind the music at the door, presuming that was Jonas. I saw his eyes once or twice too. I hoped he hadn't come, because I wanted his come in me afterwards. It was extra horny knowing I was being watched while fucking a new guy I had seduced. I made sure to give Jonas a few good angles of Michael's bare cock in my pussy from behind with me on top. I felt like such a slut, and yes, I wanted more cock. About 11:30, Michael said he had to go, but that he had a great time, and that he wanted to do it again. I just smiled and said maybe (I'm told it helps to play hard to get, but this is about as hard to get as I get). I made a bit of noise getting my robe and saying that I'd walk him to the door after he got dressed, so Jonas would know to hide. I let him out, and flashed him my naked body from the door after he got in his car - another of Jonas's suggestions. When I closed the door, a naked Jonas grabbed me from behind, turned me around, pulled my robe open, pushed me against the wall, and fucked me roughly with no foreplay, calling me a slut as he pumped his cock into my cum-filled pussy. He had been edging himself for a few hours, so blew his load in maybe thirty seconds, but not before getting me all worked up again. We fucked for another hour or so, and my pussy was satisfyingly aching. When it was time for Jonas to go, I went to the door with him completely naked, kissed him with the door open, and told him that I enjoyed being a slut, and wanted more cock. He kissed me hard, fingered me, and told me that next week, he'd help me get more cock. I asked what he meant, and he just smiled, and asked me if I was a slut. I am a slut, and I want more cock, I answered. He kissed me, and left me standing naked at the door. I went to bed, and masturbated, thinking about what he could mean.

So, the str8 black guy, Raymond, that fucked me with my regular suck/fuck buddy Joe, sent me an email a few days ago. He wanted to fuck me again before he flew home to Seattle on Tuesday. So, I went to his hotel room at MGM this afternoon at 2pm. Raymond answered the door wearing sweat pants and a tee-shirt. He invited me in, closed and locked the door. Then he stepped to his laptop on the desk. He looked through some files on his computer, then started a porn movie on it, turning the screen to the direction of the bed. Then he stood, turning towards me, he pulled open his sweat pants and pulled out his limp, but very ample dick. It flopped outside his pants. "Are you hungry?" he asked. I walked to him, dropped to my knees and began to suck on his beautiful, black cock. It grew slowly as I sucked on it. I pulled on the waistband of his sweat pants, pulling them down as he then stepped out of them and I tossed them aside. I fondled his giant, low hanging balls as his cock continued to grow in my mouth. Then he pulled his cock from my mouth and he sat on the edge of the bed. I crawled over, between his legs. Again taking his giant cock into my mouth. I took all I could down my throat. I'd gag on it and then come up for air. He seemed to enjoy making me gag. He'd push my head down, holding it there, until I'd gag, then let go and let me come up for air. I lowered my head and began to lick and suck on his balls. He lifted his legs, giving be a great view of his beautiful, black asshole. I licked it and flicked it with my tongue. "Eat it, Queer". "You love my black ass, don't you? Eat it. Eat my hole, Fag". His aggressive, demeaning, verbal abuse was turning me on. I did love his black asshole. I love his black cock. I love his black balls. I love making love to his cock, balls and ass. I licked and kissed his hole. I slid my tongue up into it. He let out a soft sigh. As I slid it in again, and again, and again. I spread his ass cheeks and slid my tongue as deeply inside his ass as I could get it. I licked the inside of his hole. My fingers spread his hole and I dove in even deeper. "Eat it, Faggot. Eat my ass". He stood and turned. Kneeling on the edge of the bed, he reached back and spread his ass cheeks. Showing me his beautiful hole. I buried my face in his ass and slid my tongue deep inside him again. I was still fully dressed. I was reaching into my pants pockets for my poppers as I continued to eat his hot, black, straight hole. I came up for a breath and took a deep breath of poppers. Then my face went back into his ass and I continued to eat and lap at his hole. Raymond reached back and grabbed the back of my head. Pulling my head deeper into his ass. I could barely breath, since my face was smashed between his ass cheeks. Finally, I was able to pull my head away and gasp for breath. I stood and took off my clothes as I caught my breath. Once I was naked, I took another deep breath of poppers. Ray had turned and was now laying on his back on the bed. I climbed up on the bed, bent over him and took his large cock back into my mouth. I sucked on it as best I could. But it had grown so large and thick, I could get little more than just his mushroomed cockhead into my mouth. As I was sucking on his cock, he reached behind me and was fingering my ass. Yes, I knew that's what he ultimately wanted. My white ass. I adjusted my position to give him better access to my hole. He was stretching my hole open. Getting me ready to take his monster bbc inside me. Raymond pulled himself up, so that he was now laying in the center of the king sized bed. His giant cock was sticking straight up to the ceiling. "Sit on this, fucker. Sit on my dick, you horny little fucker". I grabbed the bottle of lube that Raymond had placed on the bedside table. I squeezed some lube on my fingers and lubed up my hole. I repeated that a couple of times. I knew my ass was going to need to be well lubed to take his monster cock in me again. My ass hadn't fully recovered from his first fuck with me last week. Then I squeezed some lube on Ray's cock and made sure it was nice and slick. I used the small hand towel he had left on the table and wiped the lube from my fingers, so I could open the poppers. I took some deep breaths of poppers as I swung my leg across Ray's body and straddled him. I placed his giant mushroom cockhead up to my hole as I took another deep breath. "What's that shit you're sniffing?", Ray said. "Poppers. You've heard of them, haven't you?" "Yeah, I heard of them. Let me try". I took the lid off and handed him the bottle. He took a couple of sniffs, and handed the bottle back to me. I took one more deep breath of the poppers, then began to slowly lower myself onto him. Oh, FUCK! It hurt. But I was going to take it. I had been waiting all of the rest of last week, waiting to have Ray's bbc inside me again. I was going to take it. As much as it hurt, I continued to lower myself on him. Until I had him fully inside me and could feel his hairy balls against my ass. I held it there for a few moments, so I could adjust to his length and thickness inside me. Finally, I began to slowly raise and lower myself on him. It was now feeling great. And I was loving the feel of his mammoth cock sliding up and down my ass. I was rocking back and forth as I took his cock deep inside me. Ray began to press up into me. Now he was thrusting up into me as I was rocking on it. Finally he took hold of my waist and lifted me. He rose up and pushed me back on my back. He was able to stay fully inside me as we repositioned on the bed. I was now on my back and he was kneeling between my legs. He had pulled my legs up over his shoulders and was now slamming into me. He would slam so hard and deep into me that he would force the breath out of me. I would make a grunting sound with each thrust he took into me. Normally, even with an xxl cock in me, by this time in the fuck, I've completely adjusted to the size and would not be experiencing any pain. But Ray's cock was so mammoth and so thick that with each thrust, it was difficult to know whether to groan in pleasure or in pain. It was an odd mixture of both pain and amazing pleasure. I was both loving and dreading each of his powerful thrusts into me. He rammed my ass in this position for 3 or 4 minutes, then pushed me onto my side. He rolled onto his side, behind me and lifted my leg up to give him easy access to my ass. This position was a bit easier for me, and I began to relax and enjoy each thrust. He pounded me in this position for another 5 minutes. Then he pushed me forward and down. I was now laying flat on the bed, face down. He now really started to ram into me even harder. The pain was now all gone. And I was enjoying each and every thrust he gave me. He was really slamming deeply into me, and his body, as it slammed into me, made a loud slapping sound. I was grunting as the air would be pushed out of me with each thrust. It was rough, but is was so exciting and such a huge turn on to be totally and completely USED by this gorgeous, strong, muscular, masculine straight black God, that I wanted it to never end. I wanted to do nothing more that to be used for his pleasure. To be used to get him off. To be used as his cum receptacle. He slammed deeper and harder and louder into me. Soon, Raymond began to grunt as well. Sweat was dripping from his forehead now and covering me with his sweat. I could feel the wetness between our bodies. He and I were both gasping for breath. Finally he gave me one last and violent thrust of his giant cock and growled. "OH, FUCK...!!!! YOU FUCKING BITCH! Take my load you, Fucking Cunt! Take my load, you piece of shit....OH,...... FUUUUUCCCK...!!!" His body began to shake as his cock throbbed inside my ass. I could feel the cum surging through his cock and into my guts. He was deep up inside my second sphincter. Unloading his hot seed, deep, deep up inside me. My body also began to shake. While I wasn't cumming as in cum coming from my cock. I was shaking in orgasm. His orgasm seemed to go on and on. Each time he would orgasm, it would set me off. And I would orgasm as well. He stopped shaking, but stayed deep inside me for a few moments. HIs hot breath was on the back of my neck, as he began to slowly pull out of me. Each time he'd pull back, it would make me shake in orgasm again. I tried to hold onto him, by squeezing my ass around his cock. But, he slowly did finally pull out and his cockhead came out with a plop. Just as his cock plopped from me, I had my last orgasm. He dropped onto the bed, panting as he caught his breath. I snuggled up to his sweat covered, hairy chest and laid against him as we both breathed deeply. After a few moments, Ray slapped my ass and rolled off the bed. "Fuck, Dave! You are a hot fuck! Who'd have thought a guy could fuck like that? Guess I'm going to have to come back to Vegas soon. I can't find any pussy that can take a pounding like you. Do all guys fuck like you?" he asked? I leaned over and took his softening, cum covered cock into my mouth. My lips squeezed every last drop of his sweet cum and licked his piss hole clean of cum". Then I rose up, laughing, I said "Yeah. Well, maybe not every guy. But, with a dick like yours, you'll have no trouble finding a man pussy to pound. But, my ass is yours anytime you come back. Let me know". I dressed as he went into the bathroom to wash off his cock. He came out of the bathroom as I was putting on my shoes. I stood and he gave me a quick hug. "Damn, buddy. Thanks for the fuck. You'll be my hole of choice, whenever I'm in town", he chuckled as I walked to the door. I'm sitting here writing this. Hours later, and his cum is now trying to make it's way out. My briefs and seat cushion are wet with his cum. But, I'm not wanting to shit it out, yet. I love the feel of having a part of him still inside me. What a fuck! I will gladly give up my hole for him anytime he's in Vegas. What a HOT Top!!!! I've had some great fucks in my life. But, I may have to say this was one of the hottest fucks of my life. I'm so sore right now. I may not be able to take dick for a few days. But it was definitely worth it.

PART 15 I heard Cy greet Jo Jo. They stepped outside the room and closed the door. I tried listening to their conversation but to no avail. Besides, I was trying to re-hash everything that had happened to me in the last few hours. In the midst of my review, I suddenly freaked at what I had done: allowed Cy to fuck me without a condom and unload his cum in my ass on numerous occasions; an unknown black man who had kept me high on something and had also fucked me without a condom shooting his cum in my ass; let some white guy torture me especially with a dildo that he paddled hard and then fucked me and filled me with his cum; and, now, some Latino guy named Jo Jo who had shoved his hand and forearm in my ass and eventually fucked a load of his cum in me. What the hell was wrong with me?!?!?!?!?!?! I began to hyperventilate and began to make some screeching noises as my panic level grew. Cy hurriedly pushed open the door closing it quickly behind him. He reached for me quickly holding me as best he could as he hushed and consoled me. He kept calling me babe and Jason and asking what was wrong. I couldn’t talk but only continued with my panic state for a few more minutes. Cy’s presence and voice began to calm me lasting a few minutes more. The last vestiges and images of what I had done left my mind as I focused on Cy. I whispered to him that I had become upset over what I had done since meeting him. I poured out my fears. Cy knew exactly what I needed and began soothingly to talk to me in his hypnotic voice assuring me that he was positive that I knew what I was doing and that he was positive that I was okay. He told me how proud he was of me for agreeing to the training and how well I had done. He explained he had to have the other men to train me as they had the expertise that he didn’t and he was positive that I would enjoy everything that they had done to me. He began to push me on making a decision as to whether or not that I had indeed enjoyed everything after I had learned to enjoy myself. He had me to think about everything now that he was there holding me. Then, he asked me to think once more and decide if I was positive that I had enjoyed the training or if I was positive that I had not enjoyed it. My arms longed to wrap around Cy’s neck for comfort but instead contented myself with looking deep into his eyes as he smiled down at me. In an epiphany, I realized that Cy was sincere about not having the skill to do what the three men had done to me. I realized also that this was something that Cy wanted to see me doing. I was to become some sort of actor on a stage somewhere so that Cy could get excited being a voyeur. I knew that at some time in the future Cy would arrange all of this to happen again, but he would be there to watch me. I remembered my vow to him and repeated it with absolute conviction: I would do anything that Cy wanted me to do no matter what it was. “Jason, babe, you make me so proud and you do me such an honour for trusting me on all this,” Cy whispered addictively in my ear. “I am positive . . . absolutely positive . . . that you are becoming as positive as I am. By the end of my shift, there is no doubt that you will be as positive as I am. We’ve known each other so short of a time but I feel so close to you as if you were a part of me in some way. I want so much to be a part of you . . . in a positive way. I want to be such a big positive influence on you.” Cy’s narcotic words whirled around in my head. I had a flashback when I first saw Cy last night. He looked up at me and smiled that bewitching big grin of his that mesmerised me and left me flustered. His strength drew me to him as if he had a great purpose. I knew I had a great purpose last night: explore this bath house and my sexuality which had been suppressed for so long. I looked up at Cy and as I nodded consent said, “I want to be as positive as you, Cy. Make sure I become as positive as you. I need you to be a part of me forever.” Cy kissed me lightly as he released his hold on me. He walked to the end of the sling where he stood looking down at me as he lined his thick cock up with my sore and loose hole. He had no lube but slid inside me slowly creating a great deal of friction. I was uncomfortable but I made no outward sign of my pain. It seemed like hours before Cy was fully balls deep in me. He gently grasped my nipples and began squeezing as he now withdrew his fully erect phallus. I jerked at his fingers on my still sore nipples. He began to piston his cock in and out until his speed and depth grew to such intensity that he released my nipples and began pounding until he yelled and slammed deep flooding me again. PART 16 Cy stood between my legs and trembled as the last of his cum deposit flowed into my willing ass. I looked at Cy and smiled weakly. He leaned over me to kiss me as his deflated cock slowly slipped out of my ass. I whispered to him, “Whatever you want . . . anything you tell me to do . . . all you have to do is tell me . . . I won’t say no to you . . . I need you . . . I want you to be a part of me always.” Cy winked at me and smiled that infectious white toothy grin I knew him for. I was smitten with him. The last of his cock slid out of my ass; I felt some liquid flow out as well but I didn’t care. Cy walked to my side and bent down kissing me several times. I knew I belonged to Cy. I knew he cared for me a great deal. I had figured out that Cy wanted me to “catch up” with him on different sexual appetites that he had and he wanted me to enjoy them as much as he did. From his fucking me, I knew I had passed the test he had laid out for me without telling me it was a test. I was renewed with energy now. “Jason, babe, are you sure you will do whatever I tell you to do? No questions asked? Never contradict me? Never say ‘no’ to me?” Cy cooed at me. “You don’t realize that already I am a part of you forever. Yeah, I’m . . . definitely . . . positive . . . that I am a part of you forever.” He kissed me gently. “Cy, I promise; I really do promise,” I whispered up to him with longing eyes. Cy began to unbuckle my restraints. He helped me out of the sling where I had been for almost five hours. He worked with me to regain my circulation. At last we sat on the bed with Cy’s arm around me. We sat in silence for a long time. I partially stood then knelt on the floor facing Cy. I looked up into his face with no innocence. I looked for a very long time as my brain raced through everything that I had done and most importantly everything that Cy had said to me. My thoughts began to focus on how Cy had phrased everything. “You . . . fucked me . . . without . . . a condom . . . and . . . shot your cum . . . in my ass . . . many, many, many times,” I began. “You . . . had . . . me . . . come here . . . tonight . . . to have . . . other men . . . do . . . the same . . . and to . . . do . . . other . . . things.” I paused then went on more directly. “Everything that you did . . . or arranged to do to me was to make me . . . HIV positive, wasn’t it? You deliberately infected me and had other men to deliberately infect me.” My face did not betray where I was coming from. There was no anger or outrage or betrayal in my voice. Cy looked into my face for an answer but found none. He smiled cupping his big hands around my face leaning down to me. “Yes, I fucked you without a condom and shot my cum in your ass many times. I arranged for tonight to be sure that what I started got completed and that you converted. When I saw you, I knew you were neg. I knew also I had to fuck you and that meant you wouldn’t be neg after I did. So, I had you set up tonight to make sure.” We looked at each other saying nothing. Nothing more needed to be said. Cy released his hands from my face. I slowly stood up and cautiously walked around the room. I fingered the sling. I walked back to the bed where Cy still sat. I stood before him but not too close as I was still thinking about what Cy had finally admitted and that I had just realized moments before. I leaned over grasping each of Cy’s knees in my hands. I spread his legs and knelt between them. I lifted his tumescent cock to my mouth where I swallowed it in its entirety. I nursed and suckled on it until it began to grow and expand. Not long I had to withdraw part of his cock from my mouth as it no longer would fit. I made a mental note to learn to take it all. When his cock had swollen to its largest size, I slid it carefully out of my mouth. My head lifted upwards and looked deep into Cy’s eyes and said, “You are my guru; you are my most superior teacher. I will follow you and learn everything that you tell me to learn. I will do whatever you tell me to do. I will not refuse you anything no matter the end result. You are a part of me and always will be. I will need more of you in me if I am to live. I want . . . need to be HIV positive like you.” Cy hung on every word that I said. He looked at me closely. He stood up lifting me off the floor. He wrapped his big arms around me and hugged me tightly. We kissed deeply and long. When he pulled his lips from mine, he smiled once more at me causing a narcotic rush inside of me. “From now until 5:00, you will kneel on that bed facing away from the door which will be left open. Any man who enters the room may fuck you and cum in your ass. Never look over your shoulder; you don’t care who he is or what he looks like. You only care what I look like. We are going on such a positive trip the likes of which no one will ever have. I am going to get as many poz men as I can to breed your ass full of their venom. But, I will always put the first poz load in you and the last poz load every day.” Cy said. And, from that day until now which is four years later and I’m graduating tomorrow is how Cy turned me into a poz cum hungry bottom taking any cum in my ass. I am so fortunate to have met Cy and to have an outlook on life that is so . . . positive.

PART 13 The black man had just finished packing his bag when there was a knock at the door. He opened it greeting someone. The door closed, and I got to see my new trainer sent from Cy. He stood about my height and maybe weighed 165 pounds. He had blue eyes and brown hair. He was clean shaven and no hair on his chest. He set his bag down opening it and removing items laying them on the bed where I couldn’t see them. He came over to my head leaning down whispering in my ear that he had been sent by Cy. He told me that Cy was positive that I would not object to his work. He said that Cy gave him his word that I would not make any sound or object to anything that he did to me. He asked if Cy was correct? I studied the face of the man in front of me. Cy knew I was here. I trusted Cy. Cy wouldn’t let just any man do anything to harm me. He knew this man and trusted him. I looked up into his face and told him Cy was correct. I did not object to his work whatever it was and would not make any sound. He patted me on my chest. His first trip to his bag and back to me resulted in clamps being put on my nipples. I yelped a little at the shock of the first and broke out in a sweat as I shook my head left to right. The second clamp was eased onto my second nipple. I was still panting heavily but that abated in time. The second trip back ended with him grabbing my balls and pulling them down away from my body. He slipped something around them, and I heard snaps being clicked. I watched as he attached two weights to whatever it was. He carefully lifted the weights over each side of the sling allowing each to play out the full length of the cord holding them. My balls jerked upward and strained causing a tingling sensation. I looked at him, nodded, and smiled. He reminded me that he was here at Cy’s request and that I had agreed to no noise. Cy’s reputation hung in the balance of my reaction to my training. I nodded my head again wondering still why it was that Cy wanted me to do all this. I would have been quite content to have just him to fuck me. It would have been so much better as I wouldn’t have to worry about other men and what I might get unwanted from them. But, it was Cy who wanted me to do this. Once more I looked at the man in charge, smiled, and shook my head in consent as I steeled myself for whatever might be coming. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! My body stiffened with each strike of the paddle on my ass. I was as tense as I possibly could get and my ass was on fire. I felt a great struggle as the man attempted to stuff a dildo in my ass. It took some time to relax and when I did I whimpered loudly as a long dildo was rammed deep inside me without the benefit of any lube. Tears were running down my cheeks by this time. I thought of Cy and remembered my promise to him to always do whatever he wanted me to do. This was what Cy wanted me to do: I was resolved to finish this training. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! With each smack of the paddle, the dildo was driven hard into my ass. I twisted and turned in the sling as best I could but to no avail since I was strapped in. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! Tears rolled down my cheeks now abundantly. I began to doubt I could do this as I began a high-pitched whine of pain acknowledgement. A hand rubbed over my cheeks. I jerked at the touch. I felt a hand fumbling around with the dildo which was yanked out of my ass unceremoniously. I tensed again stiffly as a deep guttural howl eventually died in my throat. I collapsed on the sling in great pain. As I lay recuperating and gasping for air, once more the dildo was plunged full length into my ass. There was the same pain as before but my body only half jerked in resistance. Again, the dildo was yanked out of my ass causing me to barely stir. For the next several minutes, my teacher repeated the process of shoving in my ass the dildo and yanking it back out once more. I was aware of the violence and as more of it was foisted on my body I focused my brain on Cy. My brain began a mantra: anything for Cy. I repeated it over and over and over and over. Then, it all stopped. I heard what had to be the dildo hitting the bed. I felt the device around my balls with the weights removed as well as the clamps on my nipples. Sharp pain emanated from my balls and especially from my nipples. I sighed deeply with each removal as my body trembled at the release and relief. I lay in the sling in quiet reflection for several minutes as I heard the man packing his bag. Then, in a swift entry, I felt his hard cock bury itself deep inside me stretching my ass wider than it had ever been. I looked up to see his grinning face with his wide eyes looking at me as he grabbed my hips and began fucking me wildly. I looked at him and began growling for him to fuck me. He began a maddening pace of in and out of my aching sore ass. The chains rattled wildly as I now screamed for him to fuck me which he did. But, all too soon he began to growl loudly and slammed inside me deeply unleashing his torrent of ball juices. No doubt millions and millions of sperm now flowed freely from deep within his body to deep into the shadowy recesses of my own body. PART 14 After my ass beater left me and leaving the door open, I found my heart pounding in my chest from the force of the paddling and his fucking me. I closed my eyes and reflected on what all had happened to me since my parents had left me alone in Chicago. My thoughts always went back to Cy and what he had talked me into doing. No, that’s not fair. Cy didn’t talk me into anything. I willingly agreed to do everything; I had told Cy as much. I just didn’t know it was going to include all of what had been occurring tonight. I was conflicted big time, but I also knew I wanted to do everything Cy asked of me. I mean I was okay with Cy fucking me without a condom; well, sort of okay with it. I knew I could trust him. He had that hypnotic look that I just had to agree to do whatever he wanted. I was sure that he really cared about me. But, these two men who had just spent time training me for . . . well, I wasn’t sure what. But, Cy had said they were okay, so, they were okay. Period. About that time in my rehash of events, the door pushed open and in walked a guy I had to look at real close. I finally realised he was a Latino. He stood about 5 foot 4 inches, brown eyes, black hair, clean shaven with a slight stubble on further notice, and no hair on his torso. He introduced himself as Jo Jo and had been sent by Cy to do some training. I told him I was Jason. Jo Jo told me to relax that he would not hurt me. He closed the door. It dawned on me that Jo Jo had introduced himself whereas the first two men had not. I wondered if I should be concerned. I had not noticed that Jo Jo had brought a stool with him until I heard it being settled on the floor. Jo Jo sat on it. I heard something being opened. A thick blob of something was pushed onto my ass hole. It was cool. I felt Jo Jo pushing the blob into my ass which still smarted from the paddling I had received. He tried several different ways to get the stuff in my ass. I realized that it must be some sort of lube as it felt greasy. Jo Jo began working his fingers in my ass which hurt still. He was very good at getting this lube in my ass. I did finally lay back and began to relax as what he was doing felt sort of good. Jo Jo began fingering my ass hole. He told me that it looked and felt like I had been fucked a lot. I told him that in reality I had begun being fucked just yesterday. He stopped fingering my hole and told me he was surprised. I finally began to tell him about the trainer who had worked on me just before him. I told him everything including the dildo shoved in my ass and being paddled with it in me. Jo Jo never commented but began fingering me once more but kept adding more fingers as he plied away on my ass. In no time, I felt a strong force trying to enter my ass. I tensed and began to groan. Jo Jo told me just to relax; he wasn’t going to hurt me; Cy had told him not to hurt me. I suppose to make me compliant he told me to think of the training as if Cy were doing it himself. He—Jo Jo—was just a proxy since Cy was working. I thought about that and resolved to focus on Cy. Jo Jo continued to calmly talk with me encouraging me to work with him so that Cy would be very pleased with his progress. He was very upbeat as he worked on my ass non-stop. It rattled my brain a bit when I finally realized that it was Jo Jo’s fingers that he was trying to push into my ass. In a final determination, I screamed at my brain to accept what Jo Jo was doing to my ass and to let his hand slide inside me. Like magic on the third attempt after my chastising my brain, I felt a shockwave of pain course through my body as my ass hole opened up and I felt Jo Jo’s small hand slide inside me. My throat caught a guttural howl as my sphincter clamped down on the wrist now holding still while in my ass. Jo Jo sharply told me to breathe through my mouth and pant like a dog. I complied. Time passed as usual as the pain which I had never felt before ravaged my body causing me to shake violently as I lay restrained in the sling. I believed I was going to die. Multiple minutes passed until exhaustion set in on my body and brain. The sound of the rattling chains grew less as the pain in my ass soothed itself. Jo Jo sat quietly and patiently until my acceptance of his hand in my ass. Jo Jo knew when he could begin the real training and did so. Though there was pain it was not as bad as I had made it out to be. It was more of the surprise if not astonishment that such a feat could be done than real pain. Sweat poured off my body as Jo Jo encouraged me telling me how Cy would be so positively pleased at my accomplishment. Jo Jo slowly pushed his hand further into my body until he reached his mid forearm telling me where he was. I then felt him withdrawing his arm until his wrist was once more at my opening. We rested for a bit and then Jo Jo began once more to enter my body pushing his hand further and further. A dozen times he slowly pushed his arm into me, and a dozen times he slowly pulled his arm out of me. I felt him gently turning and twisting arm until the thickness of his palm popped out of my sphincter followed by his fingers. I was tired and drenched in sweat by happy that I would so positively please Cy. I looked up to see Jo Jo wiping his hand and arm with a towel. He then used the towel to wipe my ass. He patted my inner thigh as he inserted something which pricked me as it entered. No doubt this device was what Cy had used on me. After withdrawing it from my ass, Jo Jo stood on the stool and inserted his cock where he fucked me several minutes and finally with no sound at all slammed his cock deep inside me and began shooting his load of cum. I looked deeply into Jo Jo’s shining dark brown eyes nodded and smiled at him. As he was pulling his softening cock from my ass, there was a knock on the door.

PART 11 We lay for a bit more before Cy very, very slowly began pulling his cock out of my ass. When free, Cy lay beside me as I stayed on my stomach but turned my head to face him. We looked at each other. I was the luckiest 19 year old that ever lived. In less than a day of moving into my new studio, I had met a hot hunk of a man who was so totally honest with me, and I was convinced that he genuinely really liked and cared for me. I suddenly remembered myself and in a flash rushed down to Cy’s cock and bathed it clean before returning to lie on my stomach. “I have to go, babe. I need to stop by my place to take care of a couple of things before going to work tonight. I’m on tonight from 9:00 until 5:00. You will be coming back, I hope,” Cy said. “If you’re working, what’s the point of my being there? I don’t want to be possessive but you’ve spoiled me,” I chuckled lightly giving Cy a longing look I had not intended. “Oh, well, when you’re the manager, perks come with the job,” he grinned his toothy white smile at me as his eyes twinkled. “Besides, you need to experiment with other men. Not just any man though. Just special men like me who are positive about life. Special men who can teach you things about taking control of your life and turning it into a positive one where you can charge out into the world and change men in it.” Our eyes met, and I felt as if I were being hypnotized. “Of course, babe, you are so very special to me; you know I would never abandon you,” Cy whispered dreamily. “But, you should be willing to learn from other men I know who have their own special . . . talent . . . to teach you. Would you want to do that, babe? Would you want to do that for me, Jason? You know I wouldn’t suggest it unless it really meant a lot to me.” Cy said the last so very slow as he lowered his head averting his eyes from me. Again, I felt drugged and horrid for almost outright defying the man who had spent so much time teaching me and taking me under his wing for protection and safety. I was so crestfallen with myself at my selfishness. “Cy, you know I will be there if you want me there. I always want to do what you want me to do. No, I will do whatever you tell me. You mean so much to me and have been so good to me I will never be able to repay you,” I said eagerly needing his approval. That narcotic loaded smile beamed at me as Cy raised his head. He reached over and kissed me so tenderly and long using his hands to pull our two bodies together in an embrace of passion. My brain now screamed at me to slow down, but my emotions brushed them aside like trash. I would do whatever Cy told me to do. I reminded myself not to question him. He was safe. Cy slowly pulled away, looked deeply into my eyes, and then began to get off the bed. I followed. He stretched and headed to the bath room stopping. He turned back grinning like a Cheshire cat. I looked at him and saw a god. I was missing him already and yet he still stood here in my apartment in all his naked glory. Da Vinci should have been around to make a life-size statue of him. My head swooned. Cy continued to stand there until at long last my stupid brain awoke me to what was expected of me. I almost ran to him. I looked up at him and said nothing. I knelt obediently lifting his life-giving disbursement tube to my mouth where I stuffed it in gently closing my lips all around to seal my mouth. My hand helped to keep me steady. I turned my eyes upward and waited. Cy looked down smiling. I could see all the way to Olympus; Zeus had been replaced. There was a new main god in charge. A warm trickle of water found its way into my mouth and continued until I got my rhythm going of how to fill my mouth and swallow. I never took my eyes from Cy’s. My learning was quick and Cy began to let his flow increase. My game was upped to meet his pace. I felt overwhelmed a couple of times but kept at my duty until finally there was no more. I worshipped and cleaned Cy’s cock gently removing it easing it down until it was peacefully resting in front of his two regal orbs of manly authority. Cy pulled me up and kissed me sweetly. He then pushed me toward the bath room spanking my ass telling me to go and piss. I dutifully complied. When I returned, he was dressed and waiting by the door. “Jason, babe, are you sure you want other men to teach you things that I don’t have the ability to do,” Cy asked. “Cy, I will do whatever you tell me. I will not question you or your motives. You know how I feel about you. You’ve changed me in a major way already. I mean what I say; I won’t question or doubt you in anything you tell me to do.” He looked at me briefly and issued his orders, “Then, bathe and clean yourself extra deep. Be back at 9:30 sharp. I’ll have everything set for you. Bring your ID and apartment key. You won’t need anything else. I’ll have everything for you. Wear what you did last night and nothing more. Do you understand?” “Yes,” I said. He looked at me and smiled, kissed me squeezing my ass at the same time, and left. PART 12 I arrived precisely at 9:15. Cy looked up as he finished with a customer and waved me around the line causing some grumbling. He took my ID and key putting them in his pocket. He had a room key, 2 towels, a padlock with a key, and told me to follow him. We quickly got to room 11 and entered. Cy hugged me closely and kissed me deeply. “How’s my babe,” he asked beaming at me. “I’m doing just great, now,” I responded. “ I, uh, missed you today.” “Good. I’ve got things set for you for tonight. Remember your promise not to question what I set in motion for you. Strip and give me your clothes; keep your jock. I’ll put everything in your locker. You can do whatever you want until 10; you must be back here in this room at 10 with the door open because your first trainer tonight will be here then,” he said. I hesitated but then quickly stripped. Cy gave me a small bottle of lube and the room key, kissed me again, and was gone. I stood there wondering what was happening; then, I opened the door and walked out. I walked the floors and found two different men whom I sucked and swallowed their loads before returning to my room. I arrived about three minutes before my first trainer. He walked to the door filling it with his body. He was 6 feet, probably 180 pounds, hairy arms and legs, short hair on his head that fed down onto his face, chiselled body of muscles, and the most notable seen fact was he was a black man. He told me he was sent by Cy to train me in his specialty. He pointed to the sling; I presumed I was to get in it and did so with some difficulty since I had never been in such a contraption. While I struggled with my assignment, he closed the door and made sure the sliding window panel was closed. He set a small bag on the bed behind him, checked my position adjusting it, then, he strapped my wrists and ankles securely. I was excited, afraid, and every emotion in between. I did not question him but merely obeyed as that is what Cy wanted me to do. He turned back to the bag removing a modified respirator mask. He held it up for me to see and walked to my head placing it on me. He adjusted the straps so that it fit tight around my face. I had a clear view of everything because of the huge face piece lens. The guy took out a bottle and cotton; unscrewed the end on the tube to the mask; dipped cotton in the bottle; stuffed cotton in the tube; capped it. He laid the tube on my chest turning a valve. I smelled something and kept breathing; soon I was dizzy. I watched him turn a knob and felt fresh air. He alternated doing this as I got used to the smell. I kept getting higher and real woozy. Then, without warning, I felt a sharp jolt of pain as my ass collided with something. I looked down and found he had just rammed his cock deep in my ass. He smiled at me with such an evil grin. He knew something that I didn’t know. I tried to think of what it could be but the aroma kept my thoughts from forming. Then, the earthquake struck and everything began to shake. I looked around as my head reeled from the aroma that kept being fed to me. I would about pass out and then just before I did I could breathe fresh air once more. All the while the tremors of the earthquake rattled everything in the room. In reality, my trainer was fucking me with his 9 inch black cock and making sure he buried it deep inside me. He kept fucking even when he saw the telltale signs of blood on his cock from where he had used the brush Cy had given him to use. I began to lay my head back totally unconcerned and smiled at how I was feeling both my head and my ass. I wasn’t filled like I was with Cy but this man was shredding any possible last vestiges of my virginity. I realized this was what Cy wanted for me to learn and experience. How I longed for him but pushed him out of my mind and focused on this black man who was tearing me up. I began to encourage him through my fog. I yelled for him to fuck me harder and deeper. I tried to push my ass back onto his cock with very little success. My air and odor concentration continued to alternate keeping me messed up. I loved it. Still, I screamed for him to fuck me more. Peace. Tranquillity. Stillness. Serenity. I was jolted back to reality by the sudden and rapid cessation of my earthquake. I struggled but finally focused on the man who was fucking me. He stood between my legs in sheer rapture as his cock delivered his nut butter deep inside me. I watched him as no doubt millions and millions of his wriggling sperm gushed out of his piss slit and into my body. My brain seized on the thought and flooded me with endorphins. I felt my cock rising up; I looked down at it. From the deepest of my depths, there came a gush of my own seed that flew up and out of my cock spraying like Ol’ Faithful in Yellowstone. I screamed as my geyser continued to coat the room causing the cock in my ass to begin a second flooding because of my flexing sphincter. When it all was finally over, the two of us looked as if we had just exited the steam room and were totally exhausted.

I want something like this... maybe a bit of red!

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.

If you came across this story in the hope of finding paragraphs after paragraphs of fluttery images on intimate sex, a married couple or a happily ever after, then I am sorry to say that you have clicked on the wrong link. In which case, I would highly recommend that you quickly close this browser, open a fresh one in Google and type in "happily ever after gay stories" where you could blissfully indulge yourself in the hundreds of feel good story written by talented writers across the world. If, in the unfortunate case that you decided to not heed my warning, I can assure you that what you are about to read in the proceeding paragraphs are so disturbing in nature that you may find it in your best interest to think twice before fucking another stranger and stay far away from from the city of New York as possible like I did. And even though I am sitting here writing down the accounts of the research that I have conducted on the treacherous Fernando and has malicious scheme to breed other men, I still shiver on my seat as I turn around to see that the lock I have installed yesterday is still safely in place on my study door to keep men like him out where he could not touch me, again. Fernando is best described as a man who lives a dangerous life of stealth gift-giving. The phrase "stealth gift-giving" means to "fuck a guy senseless and pass on an untreatable mutated strain of HIV without them knowing, killing them in the most horrific way possible" and has nothing to do with our old Santa Claws friend who secretly hides gifts for children under the Christmas tree. It does help in his conquest to lure in men into their own demise by hitting the gym everyday of the week and has a body to die for - which you probably would if you get to met Fernando - and dark blue eyes as rich and deep as the fiercest thunderstorms in the Pacific Ocean. It was early in the morning when Fernando started chatting with a new guy whose profile just popped up on his Grindr grid. "Sup?" Fernando typed and waited for a reply. "Hey," replied the man on the other side. "How are you?" "I'm good mate. What is your name?" Fernando asked. A smile spread across his face as it always does when he knew that sex was on his way. "It's Jonas," Jonas replied. The conversation went back and forth until Fernando causally popped in the question, "Look, I am all alone in my apartment at the moment." He reached down into his sweatpants and began rubbing his dick which instantly became twitching and growing in size. "Do you want to come over for coffee?" The phrase, "coming over for coffee", I am sure as you may be aware, doesn't necessary implies that coffee would be served when you come over. Instead, there are most likely some other strings attached such as coffee and then helping to clean the house or coffee and then go out for some ice cream. Unfortunately for Jonas, Fernando's house is always clean and tidy and he is lactose intolerant. In fact, Fernando doesn't even have a coffee machine at home so when he said "coming over for coffee", what he really meant was "do you want to come over for some hot pump and dump?". And the only strings that was attached was a hook, line and sinker, which I am sad to say that Jonas fell for. The doorbell rang sharply fifteen minutes later and it echoed throughout the apartment. Fernando opened the door to see a shy young man standing outside with tight blue jeans that showed off his bulge nicely and a loose fitted sweater which covered, much to Fernando's disappointment, Jonas's muscular physique which he examined countless times before he came over on his profile page. "Hello," said Jonas softly. Fernando could tell that he was a bit nervous and pulled him straight into his lair. He locked the door quickly behind him and they both started making out immediately. They made their way into the bedroom and without a word, Fernando gently undressed Jonas and pushed Jonas's head down between his legs. Fernando reached down at his own jean and unzipped his pants to reveal a 7-inch juicy hard cock; his precum glistening in the morning light as it entered thought the window. Fernando laid down on his back and grabbed Jonas's head between his own two strong hands and skull fucked him, pushing his hips upwards to match Jonas's sucking rhyme. From the muffling sounds that Jonas was making, one could clearly tell that he was enjoying it. Fernando then yanked Jonas's slim body onto his and started making out while trying to reposition him so that his spit covered cock was aiming at Jonas' plucker. Just as the head was about to enter, Jonas grabbed Fernando's cock and pulled it aside. "Do you have a rubber?" Jonas asked, much to Fernando's dissapointment. The term "rubber'' here refers to a "life saving device that separated Jonas from Fernando infecting him with an incurable disease" and not an eraser you find in your pencil case, although I always wish he was referring to the latter one so I could use it to somehow erase all traces of my distance memory living with Fernando when we were together. "Yeah, I have one in my small wooden drawer," Fernando replied as he went and grabbed one of his tampered condoms in his small wooden drawer. He ripped the packaging quickly as to hide the various pinhole he had made earlier to the package and rolled it on slowly over his dick to assure Jonas that there was nothing to worry about. It is usually dangerous to safety assume anything even if you are sure that something is true. For instance, you could be driving the same road to work and safety assume that the road conditions will be the same everyday. Then one day as you turn the corner, someone - probably during the night while everything was asleep - had coated the road with a slick layer of oil and now your car is spinning wildly out of control, all because you assume that it was going to be the same road condition as yesterday. You could therefore see how assuming can actually be dangerous and, in some cases, even kill you. "I can safely assume that you have put on a condom," Jonas said as he slowly sat on Fernando's dick and swallowed it up inch by inch, "and that it is not dangerous if we fuck." An evil smile spread across Fernando's face. "And you could safety assume that the condom will be in place during the entire fuck session," Fernando said, knowing very well that assumptions are dangerous and it could kill you. Jonas wasn't listening as Fernando began to push his hips up and pushed his cock deeper and deeper into Jonas's arse until it was balls deep. Jonas rolled his eyes back and began to ride the cock, occasionally slipping out words such as "fuck" and "ooohh" and phrases such as "fuck me harder" from time to time. I am sorry to say that during the fucking and the assumption that Jonas had made that he did not hear the condom popping while it was inside of him, only a different feeling of euphoria as the head of Fernado's cock made contact with the soft lining of Jonas's arse. I am also sorry to say that Jonas did not feel the head of Fernando's cock swelling up as he fucked Jonas from behind as he laid there on his stomach and I am especially sorry to say that Jonas did not fell the silent eruption of Fernando's cock and the huge load that was stealthily injected deep within his guts as Fernando fucked him brutally against the bedroom wall. Fernando pushed his cock as deep as he could to ensure that the load remains within Jonas where his babies could get to work converting him to one of his own kind. As both men recovered from the fucking session, Fernando expertly rolled off the condom with his hands and covered the tip of the condom - which was empty of course - with his palm to hide the fact that it had ripped during the fuck and quickly disposed of it, only letting Jonas see a small part of it to remind him that his assumption of using a condom was perfectly safe. Fernando gave Jonas his clothes and gestured him the way out without saying a word. He had succeeded once more in passing his genes and there would be many more men who will fall prey to his traps in the many years to follow. It would have been several weeks later until I will have met Jonas at a friend's birthday party where he would share his intimate stories of the sex he had with Fernando. He never knew that he had been stealth that night if he didn't wake up in the middle of the night with cum leaking between his legs, which he thought was so hot that he used it to jerk with all night long. He later confronted Fernando who admitted that the condom had indeed broke but fearing for Jonas's reaction, he decided to keep it a secret. "You already have my cum inside you once before," Fernando said, "and I know you enjoyed it. Why don't you close your eyes and ride on this cock again?" "I don't think that is a good idea," Jonas protested. "I don't do this often," Fernando lied. "Beside, I just got tested and I am safe" which was the biggest lie of them all. It seemed to do the trick though as in a matter of moments, Jonas was on top of Fernando's juicy cock once again, all bare this time. Fernando managed to pumped out two loads into Jonas's gut that day and what seemed like a few hours of pleasure later would turn into a lifetime of regrets.

Hey guys, I received the news that I was poz from a syph/hiv test when a partner gave my info to the health dept...really wish i would have just heard from the partner! I'm doing fine with adjusting to the changes in my life, however I'm really ready to rid myself of this damn health dept guy that calls me every few weeks. He wants to know where I'm getting my treatment, checked up that I made my appointment to receive my penicillin shot for the syph and of course wants to know the name and number of everyone i've ever been with so they can be tested. my question is do i have to inform them where I'm getting treatment and if not how do you politely go about getting them to stop calling you? thanks.

I was always going to be a slut. My mum was a prostitute, and doesn't know who my Dad was (he was a client, she was 19). She then married another fairly wealthy client (the man I call "Dad"), who encouraged her to keep working, and introduced her to swinging and cuckolding. She runs a bareback porn website, and is constantly fucking other men (and women). Dad is into the cuckold wifesharing thing, obviously, but is also bisexual and gets around the baths quite a bit. I happen to know that he's versatile. They were always reasonably open about their sexuality with me, so I grew up being pretty comfortable with sex. When I was young, we moved to Germany. Dad's business had an opportunity to expand into Europe, and so we ended up in Hamburg. I think they were partly keen on it because of the more open attitude to sex, and particularly bareback sex. Mum started working in an "alles ohne" sex club as well, and they started running bareback swinger parties. Of course, while they were open with me about what they were doing, they were careful to let me choose how to run my life, and always told me that I had complete control over my body. But I was curious, and horny (my genetics probably explain that). And they certainly encouraged that! Every week, sometimes twice, mum would take me to a naturist health spa - completely non-sexual places, but where everyone was naked. We loved it, so relaxing. But it was also a great way to get me comfortable with nudity, and to feed my natural curiosity about penises. I'd sneak peeks at the men, and ask mum about them later. She'd tell me which ones she had fucked (she used to go more often during the week, and occasionally pick up men), though that was usually obvious from how they'd talk and flirt, and from the subtle stirrings in the men's cocks. As I started developing breasts and pubic hair, I'd occasionally have bouts of self-consciousness, and would stop going. But of course, my curiosity would return. As I became more womanly, I started to notice men paying attention to me, while trying to pretend that they weren't. I enjoyed the rush when I realised a guy was looking at my breasts. Of course, mum and I shared this, and we'd tease each other about who was checking who out. Sometimes I'd go on my own or with a girlfriend, and enjoy the different dynamic when I wasn't obviously being "supervised". Mum also took me to get a prescription for the pill, and ensured I was carrying condoms with me (she never used them unless a guy insisted, but didn't like to turn down opportunities for sex, so always had some with her), just in case I couldn't wait for the pill to take effect. I wasn't ready for sex yet, but she told me that the urge can come on pretty quickly, and it would be better if I was prepared, so I wouldn't have to risk pregnancy, or say no when I wanted to say yes (she was mostly worried about the latter). She also bought me a dildo and a vibrator to experiment with. I got pretty proficient at masturbating myself. She even took me shopping for nice underwear, so I'd want to show it off, and told me to always wear something I'd like to be seen in. At the same time, boys at school were becoming interested - we were in our early teens, and hormones were raging. I'd flirt with guys, and they'd flirt back, but most of them weren't ready to make any moves. I asked mum what to do to encourage them, as I hadn't even kissed a guy at this stage. She gave me a few suggestions, mostly about getting into situations where I was alone with a guy, and being a bit touchy with him, lingering eye contact, that sort of thing. Mum started making sure that I had plenty of opportunity to be alone with the guys, by conspicuously going out for the evening when I brought them home, and so on. It worked pretty quickly, and soon I was regularly making out with three male friends. The best advice mum gave me was to start each time where I left off last time. Guys tend to expect that anyway, but if you start with "now where were we?", you can skip the caution and, and of course, each time, they go a bit further. And, because the guys knew each other, and talked about it, they exchanged tips, and competed to see how far they could get with me. Of course, I'd share this with mum, and we'd giggle together like excited schoolgirls (not surprising, because that's what I was). She'd egg me on, suggest ideas, check I was taking the pill regularly, and occasionally tease me for holding back - of course, by now, she'd have fucked them multiple times over and be looking for more. I loved it, becuase it made me bolder. She also suggested that if I get the chance, I should warm myself up by masturbating before they arrived, get myself really horny, and of course, follow up when they left by getting myself off while fantasising about what else I could do with them. It didn't take long. One night I was kissing Jonas, and he'd feel my boobs over my shirt. Two days later, I'd be with Timo, and he'd get a handful of boobs and arse through my jeans. Mum suggest I wear a skirt next time, and the next day, Tobias was slipping his hand inside my panties to feel my butt cheeks. Back with Jonas the following weeks, wearing jeans, and he told me he was hoping I would wear a skirt, so I took my jeans off with him instead. Timo's hands were on my bra up inside my shirt a few days later. Mum had the idea to wear a one-piece playsuit with Jonas, who took the hint and suggested I remove it. I reciprocated and took his top off. The dry-humping was getting me very wet, and I told mum the next day that I didn't think I would be a virgin for long, but I didn't know which guy I wanted to take my virginity. It didn't take long after that - Timo got my bra off, and I was in panties with him in just briefs. I got Jonas' briefs off and felt my first penis, licking the tip a bit. I gave Tobias a full blowjob (I didn't swallow, but did taste the cum). I told Tobias that I thought next time, we'd fuck for sure. With Jonas the next day, I did the same, but got completely naked and let him touch my clit. With Timo, same again, but he followed up by going down on me, which was amazing. He got hard again, and I straddled him, grinding my bare pussy on his cock until he came again. The following day was Friday, and i had Tobias over. The anticipation was killing me - I knew I was about to fuck for the first time, and was dripping wet the whole day. So much so, I could barely hold myself back as I masturbated while waiting for him to arrive. When he rang the doorbell, I was naked in bed, so threw on a dress and ran to let him in. As soon as we entered my bedroom, I pulled off my dress, and started clawing at his clothes, as we kissed like maniacs. I think he was naked in maybe ten seconds, and I immediately straddled him on the bed and started grinding. He was hard from the start, and said he was going to cum if I didn't stop soon. I lifted up a bit, took his cock in my hand, and guided it towards my hole. He asked if we should wear a condom, and I told him I was on the pill, so it was fine. Inch by inch, he entered me, and I enjoyed every step. It didn't hurt, probably becuase of the dildo practice. It didn't last long - maybe 30 seconds later, I felt his cum filling me. We fucked four more times in the next hour, and a few more before he left that evening. The next day, I was a bit sore, but happily so. Of course, I told Mum, and she took me to the sauna for a celebration, and then out for a nice lunch. In the afternoon, I had arranged to meet Jonas, and fucked him in the same manner. His cock was a bit smaller than Tobias's, and he was more gentle, and lasted a bit longer. He was supposed to leave at about six pm, because I was expecting Timo at seven. But we got carried away fucking, and Timo was early, so I ended up walking Jonas to the door while wrapped in a gown and wet in sweat and with my pussy dripping in cum, and letting Timo in at the same time. That was a little awkward at first, and I told Timo I wanted to shower and then we'd fuck, but he said he was far too horny to wait, and convinced me to fuck him anyway. His cock was noticeably thicker than either Tobias or Jonas. He came in seconds, his jizz mixing with Jonas's, and this set me off for my first orgasm from actual sex. We fucked into the evening. I sent him home about ten, had a bath, and then made myself a warm mug of cocoa as I waited for Mum to come home so I could tell her everything. Mum arrived back, obviously from a sex party herself. We exchanged stories, and giggled until the early hours of the morning. We worked out that in the last 24 hours, I'd had dick in me for about 8 hours, from my first three guys. She was jealous until I made her tell me about her evening - six guys, all taking turns with her and another woman, together. That sounded exciting, but also too much for me. She said that if I keep going how I'm going, it won't be long and I'll be wanting more and more, and would probably out-do her in the slut field - she hadn't really started until she was older, and didn't get really slutty until she met my dad a few years after she had me. Before heading to bed (to masturbate gently, of course), we talked about how I could arrange a threesome or foursome with the guys, or whether there were any other guys I wanted to try to seduce. This gave me lots of material to masturbate to, and by Sunday morning, my pussy was so sore, I could barely touch myself. Seems inevitable now, but that's how my sluthood started.

I can't remember a worse night than than the night when Hillary lost to that asshole who's in office now. I was already depressed about a number of things, and this just added to the deepness of it, Both of my parents were dead and in the ground. I was an only kid and had nobody in the world to love me. Yeah -- I had a few friends, but they had their own lives. They had kids even. I don't know why they bothered -- the world would be ending soon. Trump was bullying every country in the world. He wanted a big war. and even though, at 37, I was past drafting age I was afraid of the bombs that would be dropping on our country. I didn't want to die of radiation burns. I sunk deeper into a funk. Maybe radiation would not be so bad. You had to give it a chance.. I guess. I sat and waited. That's when the phone rang. Could it be work, asking where I was? No -- I'm pretty sure I was fired automatically for not showing up at my desk for the last week. The call was from a friend I'll call "Calvin". He hadn't seen me around or heard from me in so long. "I thought you'd moved or something". "No. But We're all about to move, ya know? Like off the planet? Do you know what it'll be like? To go outside one morning and have fire rain down on you from the sky??!" "Oh God. You're depressed again. What did I tell you? Get some meds. I'm on Lexepro and happy as a little clam. Do you still have the name of my doctor?" I liked Calvin. He was almost short enough to be called a 'little person' and gay as could be. We knew each other in college somehow. He was HIV+ and still took rigorous care of his health despite that particular obstacle. "Trump's going to get us in a war with Russia and North Korea and Iran and China...and we're going to be wiped out. I know it." "Oh shut the fuck up, Idiot. I just need to get you laid". "And maybe you need to get me poz." silence "That's your depression talking and I don't feel like hearing it right now", he then let out a heavy sigh. "I'd never do it to you anyway". "But you must know somebody who would". "Oh no. You're serious, aren't you?" "As a heart attack". "OK. I'll tell you a few names and then I'm washing my hands of it. Check your email in about an hour. Asshole." "OK. Bye." click. I clicked on CNN and checked out my window, searching the skies for missiles and explosions. I thought about my parents and how they had once lived peacefully on a little farm less that an hour from an air force base. I was almost glad they were dead because the incoming nukes would destroy the peaceful world they'd always known. There were two emails when I checked my laptop. The first was from Calvin: Hi Nut Case: I know two tops who are poz and willing to infect idiot neg guys like you. No matter what, call me afterward! 1. Edward G. lives North of the River and is very fond of young men, but he's almost 70 and not the least bit hot. Plus he's got a dungeon in his basement and likes to film everything. But his dick is GIGANTIC. 2. Terry R. is about our age and lives in your area. He fosters dogs that are up for adoption -- so I'm sure his place is a mess and smells. He isn't that cute, but I sent him your email and phone number already. He's poz, but thinking about going on meds soon. The second email was from # 2. Terry. Hello I'm Terry and ol' Calvin said you'd be interested in getting together. Want to meet at Silver's at around 7 pm for a drink? If that's too soon, I can make it later or on another day. Looking forward to talking to you soon. My phone number is ---------- Please call.' He sounded maybe a tad too upbeat, but you can't read tone in emails, I'd call him. In a minute or two. I waited all of twenty seconds before I dialed the number. He loved dogs after all. "Hello?" "Terry?" "Yes! Is this Tim? -- Calvin's friend? I'm so happy you called!" "And I'm so happy to talk to you. Do you still want to me a Silver's at 7? That's only a few blocks from me". "Yes. Absolutely. Don't dress up too much. I'm in my white overalls and grey t-shirt. I've been transporting some abandoned puppies to a shelter two counties away. They're adorable, but so scared of the world. Breaks my damn heart. I'll clean up as much as I can. But I'll be the white overalls guy. I have brown hair that's a little thin and a full beard and mustache. What do you like to drink? I'll have one ready." "Just beer...and maybe a shot of something. I'll be in jeans and a red t-shirt. I'm clean cut and have no facial hair". "Calvin already sent me a pic of you. You're cute as fuck! See you at 7!!" "OK." click It was almost 6 now. I showered and shaved and dressed in no time. I watched CNN for half an hour and convinced myself that I was doing the right thing. Death inside of me or death outside of me...what was the difference, really? I got to Silver's and found Terry right away. he was not bad looking at all...maybe a little chubby, but manly and he radiated friendliness. He had a mug of beer ready for me and a shot of something brown. I downed the shot immediately. Whiskey. And started in on the cold beer. "Next round's on me", I said. "No. No. I seldom drink. I'll have one tonight and then I have to get back to my foster dogs. They always need to walk or be cleaned up after. You can come help me if you want?" "Sure. Let's go." I drained my beer and stood up. Usually I jingled the keys in my pocket at this point, but I'd walked here and so I just fiddled with the coins, Tums and Chapstick tube I'd brought with me. Terry was parked right near the door. He had a big blue SUV with tons of cages in the back. "Let's go to your place...I'm currently overrun with dogs where I live. That okay?" "Sure. We're about fifteen seconds from my building." And then we were there. And inside my door. I wasted no time in unbuttoning the straps on his overalls and pulling them down to his feet. He kicked off his work boots, and just stood there in a t-shirt, boxers and white socks. I knew that under those boxers was a poz cock. I made a gesture with my head that he should strip all the way. I did. I was nude almost immediately. I wanted him so badly. Actually I wanted the death he could give me. But I had to be cool. We went to my bedroom where Terry finished stripping. He did smell a little like dog, but that's not the worst smell in the world. He lied spread-eagle on my bed and let out a relaxed groan. I knew he was tired. So I started massaging his feet, and then moved up to his legs. His unselfish personality took over and he pulled me up to him. We kissed a good long time. Let the bombs come. He broke away from my lips and got serious. "You really want to get fucked raw...by a poz guy?" "Yes. Now." He shifted himself on top of me. His dick was average size, but extremely hard. "I'll take care of you forever", he said in a lusty voice. My God - he was so gentle. He pushed the head of his dick into me slightly and let me get used to it by fractions of inches at a time. Once he was halfway inside, I reached around and grabbed his ample ass. He understood that meant he could go deeper - and he did. That poz dick was all the way inside of me and I briefly thought about a jet pilot flying over some country and dropping bombs without a thought in his head. He understood he was dropping death, but the target had it coming. Terry started furiously pumping and I felt it down to my tailbone somehow. And then he stopped suddenly and breathed in heavy gasps. The poz bomb had been dropped. World War 3 was now internal. There would be invasions and casualties and one side would eventually win. Terry and I live together now. He's on meds and so am I. I don't worry about the end of the world anymore because there about twenty dogs i have to worry about first. .

1989 I'm dumb. I'm so, so dumb. It was a few days away from Christmas and the weather was terrible -- and yet I decided to drive out into the country for a coworker's holiday gathering. The TV had warned there'd be blizzard conditions and black ice on the highways. What the hell is "black ice" anyway? I'd never seen it or slid in it. I seemed like a fake weather thing they used to fill air time. I'd never seen "updrafts" or "heat lightning" either. The little party was nice even though over half those invited didn't attend due to the dire weather forecast. I ate well and had many rum and Cokes. Probably one or two too many. The hostess tried to convince me to just spend the night on her couch, but I really wanted to be at home. So I ventured out. The dirt road leading away from her place had started to drift closed a little, but it was nothing my car couldn't handle. The little two-lane highway heading back wasn't drifting at all, and I could almost go normal speed. I was still in a very rural area and it would be another fifteen minutes before I'd glimpse the lights of the city. No problem. I saw the sign for a narrow bridge up ahead and tapped the brakes a bit. Mistake. I was suddenly sliding and almost went into a full 360 degree spin. I ended up going backwards into a ditch with my headlights shining up into the snowy night sky. I felt pain. Did I not buckle my seat belt? No. I had not. My neck and tailbone ached right away and I could feel slight pain spreading across my forehead. At least the car was still running, with the heater going. I wouldn't freeze to death or anything. Maybe I could just close my eyes for a few minutes and see if I felt better pretty soon. I dreamed for a few seconds. A stranger was handing me a huge wrapped gift and wanted to watch me open it in front of him. I ripped into the paper and --- "HEY!" I was awake and a guy was standing over me. I was outside and lying on the snow. How? After coming to completely, the pain in my back and head came vividly back to life as well. "I'm hurt", I said to the large shadow over me. "No shit!", he said. "You're fucking lucky to be alive". "Help me", I pleaded. I didn't think I could move or walk without jabs of pain shooting through me. I guess maybe this man knew that because he picked me and gently slung me over his shoulder. I was pretty high off the ground which meant he was pretty tall. The jolts of stabbing pain were pretty bad, and I my let ice-cold tears drip onto his down coat. And then I was propped up on the front seat of his truck. I'd never realized how painful it could be to just sit upright. And then I was sleeping again. I woke up, flat on my back in a nice comfortable bed. "I think you've got a concussion so I probably need to keep you awake for a while". "Can you call an ambulance?' "I tried. The phones are out. The weather's even worse now. Open your eyes and look at me". I did. His face came into focus after a few seconds. He was a big beast of a man with jet black hair and a full, bushy beard. Mountain Man. He studied my eyes and concluded I was probably OK. "But just to be safe, keep those eyes open and talk to me". "My name is Ross. What's yours'?" "I'm Ed. You live around here?" "No. I live in downtown in a little apartment". We went back and forth until he was fairly satisfied I wouldn't slip into a coma or anything. He told me about growing up in Boston before his stepdad kicked him out and he moved to L.as Vegas and then to L.A. where he was in some movies. He was doing pretty well until he got sick and moved here to the middle of Kansas to live on the farm his grandfather left him when he'd died. He raised a few cattle, but it was hard because all the meds were kicking his ass. Meds? For what? He kept talking and I kept listening until sleep finally grabbed me. I maybe woke up two times that night and was aware that he was lying next to me....nude. My clothes were gone too. The next morning, I was made instantly aware of he soreness in my body. Ed was gone, but he came soon enough with a glass of ice water -- which I desperately wanted. With some painful effort, I sat up and took a few greedy gulps. I knew I'd have to pee soon, and God only knew how I'd manage that. I had so much pain. "Do you have any Tylenol or anything like that?" "Oh I got something way better. Hold on." He returned a minute later with a white tablet in his sausage-like fingers. "Swallow this." I did. "You don't have any broken bones, by the way. I checked you all over last night. You might have some fractures, though." "Oh shit...my car." "I'm fixing to go tow it out while you sleep. The phones ought to be up by the time I get back". Once I realized I wasn't in pain anymore, I celebrated by giving in to the sleep that was creeping up on me again. I woke up twice. Once to find myself in his bathroom, leaning against him, aiming pee into his toilet. I didn't really register that he kept holding my dick after I was finished or how he was massaging my balls. The second time I felt the soft, spongy head of his penis sliding across my lips. He was very casual about it. "Your car isn't banged up too bad, but the battery is dead. I'll charge it for you. Go back to sleep". I closed my eyes again and yet he was still rubbing the hardening dick across my face and neck. I even felt a little stickiness ooze out. I slept yet again, but not as deeply. I was almost completely aware of Ed sliding a second pill between my lips. And he talked some more. I half-listened in my partial slumber. He talked about how lonely he'd been and how he hadn't had any sex since getting AIDS three years ago. And then he gently hugged me. "Did that hurt?" "No. I don't have pain now, man." "Good. I need to do this". I didn't know what he meant, but then he knelt down between my naked legs and let his hard cock poke me in the balls. And then he prodded it against my unguarded asshole. I knew this was some gay sex about to happen, and I knew it hurt the bottom guy a lot. But then he moved his big dick in and it pinched, but didn't really hurt that bad. I guess everything down there was numb thanks to the pain pill. He was gentle, but fast. He thrust in and out until he stopped suddenly and released his load inside me. Later in the day, I was able to get dressed with just some stiffness here and there. The weather had cleared and I could finally go home in my somewhat dented car. Ed and I said our goodbyes with a promise that we'd meet up again. Which we did. Several more times. My physical injuries were minor, but my blood was now injured irreparably.

I was searching the ads on Craigslist this morning. One ad really got my eye. This guy had posted on both the M4M and the M4W pages. He said he was a black trucker, stuck at a Vegas truck stop for the day. He wanted to get blown in his sleeper cabin. Maybe fuck. I sent him a message with some pics. Telling him that I wanted to suck, rim and bottom for him. He messaged me back and said he was chatting with a female right now. He preferred fucking a female, but he'd get back to me if it didn't work out with this chick. About 20 minutes passed. So, I assumed he was going to hook up with the female. Finally, I got another email from him. "She's a hooker. I'm not paying. Come on over". I quickly hopped in my car and headed for him at the truck stop. Luckily, it's the closest of the truck stops to my house. I was pulling into the Flying J truck stop in about 20 minutes. He had told me the color and make of this 18 wheeler rig. And said he was parked in the last row, at the far north end. I easily found him and was able to park my car nearby. As I walked towards his truck, he flashed his lights. I walked to his truck and he pushed open the passenger door. I climbed up into the cab and found a 55 year old, grey haired, hot, daddy, black man. He was dressed in jeans, a black tee-shirt and had big, black work boots on. He looked hot as hell. As I got into the cab, he told me to go back into his large sleeper area. He locked the doors to his truck. Came back into the sleeper and pulled the curtain between the cab and the sleeper. It was kind of dark, so he flipped on a small lamp, giving the sleeper a dim light. I sat on the bed and he walked over to me, unzipping his pants and pulling out a nicely sized BBC. He put his partially hard cock to my lips and I began to suck. His cock hardened in my mouth. Once he was finally hard, he had probably about 9"s with a nice thickness and a swollen, mushroom head. As I'm sucking, he pulls off his tee-shirt, tossing it to the floor. Then he pulls out, sits next to me on the bed and begins to remove his boots. Then stands and pulls his jeans and underwear off. He's now standing in front of me, fully naked, with his large BBC standing straight out. His dark, smooth skin was turning me on. I quickly stripped and went back to sucking his cock. Then he knelt on the bed and told me to eat his black ass. I put my face up to his ass. I licked around his hole. His ass smelled and tasted kind of musky. He'd been driving for many hours. His sweaty ass tasted salty and bitter. "Eat it, Fag", he growled. I spread his ass cheeks and dove my tongue up into him. "Good boy", he moaned as I tongue fucked his straight ass. He was pressing his muscular ass up against my face. I licked, lapped and flicked my tongue across his rosebud. "Ah, yeah! Good Faggot! Eat my hole, piggy". He's very verbal, and I'm finding that a real turn on. "Now suck me, Fag. Suck my black dick", he demanded. He turns and I again swallow as much of his cock as I can. He grabs my head and tries to fuck my face. I'm gagging on his cock as he rams it down my throat. After about 5 minutes of cocksucking, he says, "Show me that pussy". I come up off his cock and get on my hands and knees. I spread my ass for him. "Mmmmm...... Nice!", he says. "Hand me my pants, please", I ask. He reaches for my pants and hands them to me. I pull my poppers and lube from my pants. I hand him the lube and I start to sniff my poppers. "I don't need lube, Fag. Just my spit is all you'll get". He spits on my hole a few times. While he's spitting on his cock, I add more of my spit to my hole. He's big and he's thick. I'm going to need as much spit as I can get in my hole. As he begins to press into me, I again sniff on my poppers. His cock burns a bit as he's sliding in me. I'm continuing to breath in my poppers, trying to stifle my desire to cry out. He plunges into me in one quick thrust. And immediately begins to pound my hole. It takes a couple of minutes for the pain to turn to pleasure. But, soon I'm begging him to really pound me with his big dick. He's obviously only interested in his own pleasure. He's ramming me repeatedly. Calling me a whore. Calling me a faggot. His thrusts become almost brutal and he seems to enjoy hearing my grunts as he rams into me. About 6 or 7 minutes of powerful pounding finally pays off as he takes one final thrust into me and holds it there as his cock throbs and fills my ass with his hot cum. I'm both sad, but relieved when the pounding stops. I milk his cock with my ass as he begins to pull out of me. Once his cock fully plops from my hole, I spin around and open my mouth. He knows what I want and feeds me his still hard cock to clean off. "Yeah. I thought you'd be a greedy pig and want my cock some more. Clean it, Pig!" I clean his cock of all his and my juices as it softens in my mouth. He pulls from my mouth and grabs some gym shorts to pull on. I take my cue and get dressed. He lays back on his sleeper mattress and says, "I was really wanting a pussy to pound tonight. But your ass was mighty damn good". "Do you pass through Vegas often", I ask? "A fair amount", he replied. "Let me know, next time. My ass is yours to use anytime you want", I said. "Watch your email tonight. I may have another load to fill you with. I'm gonna get a bit of sleep. And we'll see?". I finished dressing and let myself out of his truck. "Lock the door", he yelled, as I jumped down to the ground. I'll be keeping a close eye on my emails later tonight. I would love a second pounding from him.

So. I spend a weekend in the carribean, having lots of fun. Without knowing I booked a gay resort. Many straight people though but after 6 pm the spa is only available for men. I had a bad day already ( woke up , got a load from a white guy, had a threesome, then another guy, black Xxl, bred me... ) so I went to the spa.. it was hot!' First there was this arab guy that I hooked up with yesterday (he bred me twice), I sucked him and All of a sudden he blew his load . I swallowed..;) then I saw these three latino's playing together. Two lightskin , 1 Black. I koind in the fun. One of them started Fucking me safe/ them he fucked the Other two as well.. he went back to me and the Black Guy. In the end he shot in the Black Guy, In the condom. The Other lightskin started Fucking me Bare. When he took a break , black guy fucked me, bare as well .. he made me cum and shot his load in my ass... his bf then put me in doggy position and fucked me untill he came too ( less then 2 minutes ) it was HOT!!!

Okay, so I re-read what I posted above and realized that I left out one of the hotter fucks. Chatted with this very hot man (very muscled + very inked + very masculine = very hot) on Scruff. He was vers but couldn't host. Told me about a state park where we could hook up. I went there and, damn if it didn't remind me of my younger days when outdoor action was almost exclusively what I got myself into! We met in the parking lot; he was driving a hot Mustang - it fit the man, I tell you! We got out of our cars, sized each other up and he told me to follow him. We got back in our cars and I followed him through the park to another parking lot. We parked, he got out of his Mustang and started walking toward a small building. Turns out that the building was a restroom and it was empty. We went into a stall and the fun began! He pulled down his track pants, grabbed my skull and forced me down. He fucked my throat deep and hard and I started gagging - that only egged him on. In the back of my mind I was getting scared that someone might walk in or that someone walking by might hear us - he was getting pretty verbal "Suck my dick, faggot" "You like my dick? You want my load?" And I sure as hell did - I felt him start to thicken up but no way was I going to pass up the chance to get this man in my ass. No fucking way. i pulled off and said "Thought you were looking to fuck?" That got him. "You want me to fuck you?" "If that's what you want. I'll take what you give me." Truth be told at that point I would have drank down his piss! He pushed my jeans down and I bent over. Took him a moment to get inside me (I"m still tight lol) and he went to town. I can't remember anything he said after he got in my ass, I was in too much a state of euphoria to actually listen. All I know is that when he got close to cumming he started commenting about pulling out, cumming on me, shit like that. Hell, no! I wasn't passing up the chance to take this Man's load. (It's gotten so hard to find MEN! Sorry, I know that remark will piss off some of you, but I know what I like.) I pushed my ass out and told him to load me up. And he did. Grabbed my hips, pushed in deep and fucked his load into me. After that, he was out in a flash and gone. I ate his load out of my ass, pulled up my pants and left. Good time! So, that was the untold story from last week. Now, this week: Yesterday I was feeling horny....cruised all the apps and found this big bear looking for some action. Like most big bears he wasn't well hung but he was as hard as a fucking rock. Took him in my mouth then bent over for him. Because of his size he could only get an inch or two in my hole but that's all that was needed to get his load in me. And, like most big bears, he shot a huge load. Sweet! After that, I couldn't stop. Went to an ABS . . . . not too much action, went in one booth with a guy and sucked his dick for a bit. While I was doing that this latin bear put his dick thru the gloryhole. I started going back and forth sucking them both. The latin bear was young and I know, or at least was willing to bet, that he would want to fuck ass. So I bent over and tried sucking the guy whose booth I was in while I took the latin bear in my ass. It worked but it wasn't great. Because of the partition I couldn't get the bear in deep (and he wasn't small!) so I switched booths. Latin guy fucked me for a bit but preferred to nut in my throat. He pushed me around, grabbed my skull and fucked me so deep and hard that I was choking and gagging. He shot his nut so deep in me that I didn't get a taste at all. He took off and I put myself together but was still too horny to leave. Luckily a kinda preppy looking well built man in his 50s had stopped in. I walked into a booth and motioned him to get in the next one. He pulled out his dick; I gave the universal signal and he stuck it through. It grew NICELY in my mouth. Even reached my into my throat. Cut, thick and awesome! So, since I was already lubed up I did what any respectable pig would do! lol I got up and turned around. He proceeded to fuck me good! I could hear his breathing change and knew he was getting close. Sweet! Felt him shoot his load in me. I pulled off, turned around and cleaned him off in my mouth. So damn hot.

http://www.xtube.com/video-watch/Breeding-a-fuckbud-30609071

Here's another example of a biohazard tat centered on the asshole.

Here's another image of AJ Rider with his asshole tat that also shows the biohazard tattoo on his calf muscle.

One of the last loads I took was from a friend of my partners. My boyfriend asked me to meet his friend at his place because he had to work and the friend needed to borrow his lawn mower. I met the friend and as we were talking both got text messages from my boyfriend saying "I want his ass loaded by the time I get there". We showed them to each other, laughed a bit and the friend leaned in and kissed me then dropped to his knees and sucked me hard. His cock was average length but thick and it had a nice flared head. He licked and rimmed my hole and then lined up and sank into me. It was that good stretch that lets you know you are in for a good fucking. Once he got half way in he pulled back and then sank all the way in me and just pounded away. We switched places a few times and I gave him two loads back to back. Then he had me on my hands and knees and piston fucked that thick cock as deep into my hole as he could get. I could tell he was getting close and soon felt his cock pulse as he unloaded in me. He then turned me over and wrapped my legs around his hips and fucked me with his still hard cock. That is how my boyfriend found us when he got home. His friend kissing and slow fucking his thick cock into me. My guy stripped down and I could feel the exact moment he slid into his friends loaded hole. As he fucked his friends thick cock deeper into me we were all moaning. My guy built up a good rhythm and I could tell he wasn't going to last long and as his friend loaded my hole the second time he blasted his load into him. The whole thing was unexpected and very hot!!

Some of my friends know I bareback - mostly the ones I've fucked with. A lot of my friends don't know I bareback though and would probably be horrified if they did know - but for me that is a major part of the turn on. I was out for dinner with a couple of friends recently and they were deploring the amount of barebacking that goes on now and agreeing how irresponsible some people are. They had no idea that I was sitting there with two loads of cum up my arse, which I had taken at the Vault earlier - one taken through the gloryhole from a guy I never even saw and one taken bent over in the room with the barrels. The knowledge of what they would think added to the turn on of the nice pleasant squelchy feeling in my arse That said, I have often found that the ones who are up for bb are the ones you would least expect. One of my friends is in his mid 30s, a solicitor, in a committed monogamous relationship , and he never loses an opportunity to deplore bb sex. So it was quite a turn on to see him taking a big raw cock and a load of cum up his arse in the darkroom of a bar in Munich while his partner and the rest of our friends were drinking upstairs none the wiser.

My boy and I brought Kyle to the doctors this morning after he called and said he just couldn't be alone when he get's the news. We have breed this kid for month I think the last breeding took. He spent hours on the fuck bench as well as tied face down plugged and diapered. We only removed the diaper and plug long enough to pump him full of more toxic cum as well as all of our steaming hot piss. I would say it took this time.

I just bought the Brandon's Part scene off the TIM website It's available as a downloadable individual scene for $6.00

"If my body is your amusement park, my ass is a dick rollercoaster: ride it till it pukes." "Lick it, stick it, suck it, fuck it, breed it, seed it." "I like my walls painted in a shade of cum" "I like dick like how I like sushi, raw and in my guts" "Ride my ass like a washing machine and dump your dirty loads in me." "I must be part Indian 'cuz I love riding on stallions bareback." "I like my men like my coffee: hot, dark, strong...and if I have too much, it makes my insides hurt." "My life is all about getting more things in my ass than coming out of it." "Eating dick is like eating cupcakes: you stuff your face and swallow the frosting, trying not to gag." "Sluts, Butts, busting Nuts." "Moisturizer in the morning, cum at night" -slut daily facial regimen "Breed my ass like a whorish lass" "On my back or on my knees, your cock is what I please." "I don't have a latex allergy, but I fuck like I do."

I go over to the stairs and go down. At the bottom, a balding man is tucking his shrt into his trousers. He grins at me and gives me a thumbs up. I can smell the place, a mixture of poppers and piss and damp and hear the unmistakable sounds of men having sex - groans, sobs, and the slapping of skin on skin. I go into the dark area next to the cubicles. The young man is there, only he is entirely naked and his clothes are scattered on the piss-soaked floor. He's bending over sucking Bill's cock as he leans against the sink. Behind the lad, a skinny man with his trousers around his ankles is fucking hiim in the arse, one hand around his waist and the other pushing the twink's head down onto Bill's cock. Bill sees me and grins. There are other men watching and waiting in the cramped area as they wank their cocks. The man in the boy's arse starts to thrust hard, working himself to a climax. " Gonna cum!". His whole body shudders and I watch his wrinkled buttocks clench and relax, clench and relax as he squirts his cum in the smooth young body. For a moment I feel guilty. "Should they be doing this?". A short, flabby man in a singlet is standing next to me. His arms are covered in old school tattoos and he has heavy steel earrings. He leers as we watch the skinny man pull out and drag up his trousers to his waist. " Too late now." He says, undoing his belt and opening his trousers. " He's probably already pregnant" He gets behind the young body and slides his cock between the sweating buttocks. The pressure forces out a drool of cum which drips out to join the puddle of spunk on the floor beneth them. The boy releases Bill's cock, gasps for air, and whispers "No more..please. No more..." But Bill jams a bottle of poppers under his nose and the lad sags in surrender as Bill pushes his cock back between his lips and the tattooed guy starts to thrust rapidly back and forth in short, urgent strokes. "Oh... uh... yeah." He gasps. " Take it you little bastard! Take my dirty cum!" With that he gives a loud cry and pushes hard against the bending body as he empties himslf. Then he pulls out and staggers upstairs without another word, dragging his trousers up as he goes. Bill smiles at me, nodding towards the boy's rear-end. I can't resist. I push my trousers and pants down and get behind the young man. His bottom is running with sweat and sticky with sperm which drips steadily from his gaping, brutalised hole. Bill offers me the poppers. I take a deep sniff, then slide into the warm, silky wetness as the solvent explodes in my brain. It's filthy, animal sex as I work myself to a climax, groaning with pleasure as I breed him, until my cock explodes and my sperm gushes out to join the rest swimming in his youthful rectum. At last I pull out. My cock and belly are covered in sperm and lube so I go over to a cubicle and use paper to clean off. Bill is now behind the young man, pushing his head down into the basin as he fucks him. I dress and head upstairs where I find most of the guys have left. The barman gives me a beer. "I guess he's getting a right seeing-to down there, eh?" He says. I nod in reply and he gives me an evil grin. "You'll have knocked him up alright." I raise an eyebrow as I sip my beer. The fat barman pushes up his sleeve and reveals a black bio-hazard tattoo. " I know you're in the club, matey. I seen the way your looks have changed the last few month since you've been coming here." From the basement comes a loud grunt as Bill orgasms I smile and raise my glass. "Yep," I say. "Here's to the club."

I live for parties like that. I love hearing about them and how much you enjoyed yourself. Thanks for sharing.

This has taken a while, but I figured I should finish the story... Part Four: So that summer, I said farewell to my grandaprents, not realizing that it was going to be the final goodbye. Just weeks after I moved to Atlanta, they were killed in a car crash. I am sure that many of ya'll think that I would become wealthy, but the farm was heavily in debt and we had to sell it off just to satisfy the bills. There wasn't even enough money left over to help with college. Even so, I moved in with Rocky and Alex. Rocky and myself were still undergoing our cunting training, although I seemed to be taking it better than he was. That summer, in early June, Alex walked into the apartment and asked, "Are you ready for your permanent family marker?" I repleied with enthusiasm that I was up for anything, especially as the fuck flu had kept me down for weeks already. We went down to a seedy looking tattoo parlor, right off of Ponce near downtown and Alex whispered something in the tattoo artist's ear. He just smiled and motioned for me to go into the back room. Once back there, Alex instructed me to undress, so I took my shirt off. I was expecting the tattoo on my pec, just like all my brothers. "No," he said, "all of your clothes." With that I fully undressed, exposing my caged cock, somewhat embarassingly to the tattoo artist. Alex whipped out the key that Dad had given him and took the cage off. My hairless boycock started to harden with its new found freedom. Alex looked at the tattoo artist and they both understood that my hardon was not going to help the tatoo situation. "Hang on a minute" the tattoo artist said as he walked back into the main area. He returned in seconds with a handfull of preloaded syringes. "This lidocaine should take care of the problem," he said, and with that he wiped my dick and the surrounding area with alcohol and started to inject a series of injections into me. I was immediately numb and my dick was fast asleep. "Gonna have to get some of those for Rocky," Alex said with an evil grin. With that the artist started to work on my new biohazard tattoo, and an hour later he was done and my cock was numb and locked. The artist gave Alex a bag of the preloaded lidocaine syringes as we waled out the door. Damn, Dad must have connections all over the city for just about anything he needs I thought. We drove back to the apartment and made small talk on the trip back, mostly about what college was going to be like. The next few months were sort of a blur, with all of the sex and drugs. I was introduced to dealing by Rocky and Alex, but mostly I just made private deliveries for them or Dad, rather than the actual process of dealing. I was amazed at some of the places that I delivered to. Think of some of the most posh estates in Buckhead and you get the idea. It was during this time that Dad intoduced me to other fun substances besides tina. First, it was GBH, which I found took the edge off of the tina and made the ride a hell of a lot more fun and less harsh. Quite different than when he had given it to me with other meds to help me crash. Then, just before college started that fall, I was in Dad's dungeon playing with Jaden and Mark, as Dad, Rocky, and Alex were in Florida for the weekend. I hadn't been told why they were going, but it was't odd for Dad to take one or more of us on a trip with him, with the exception of myself, as I was still so new. Both of them were heavy into fisting, and I was still undergoing cunting training, Dad had left me in their care with explicit instructions to work my boy cunt over well. Anyhow, I had gotten cleaned out and Jason had prepped our rigs while Jaden and Mark watched porn and waited for me. Then, as I stepped out of the shower, Jason stepped in. "Whoa... what the hell are you doing?" I asked. Immediately, Jason replied that Mark had told him to clean out as well as there was only one bottom and two tops, and nobody wanted to get bored. I asked "What is the point if you can't get off?" to which he replied, "i still enjoy a good fist fucking session every now and then, and some clear juice drips out." I turned around to walk off and noticed two rigs that were heavily loaded and four that were about half, although still generously full any way you look at it. That when it dawned on me that I had never seen Jason high at all. Ever. This could be interesting I thought as put my jock on and joined the bros in the living room watching porn. Soon enough, Jason walked in and Jaden looked at me with his evil jock grin and announced, "its time to head down for some fun." With that, we all headed to the dungeon in the basement. Jason and I soon found ourselves strapped down to the fisting benches and the Crisco had been brought out. However, there was a new device hanging from the ceiling that looked sort of like an oxygen mask in an airplane. These were brought down and strapped over our faces. As mine was strapped on, I asked what it was. "Its a feeder system for poppers that I can set based on what you need so that you stay strapped up." replied Mark. Then, I looked on as Jaden and Mark took two of the smaller rigs and slammed themselves. Neither really coughed, but just got that look that they were ready for anything. Then Jaden grabbed my right arm and deftly slipped a torniquet on it , wiped the main vein on my arm with a wipe. Pulling the tip cover off of the rig, he looked at me and asked, with his eyes fixed in mine, "You ready for it, bro?" Whether or not I was , and I was, it really wouldn't have mattered at this point. With that, the rig was in, registered and dumped almost before I could think about it. Suddenly, my ears were ringing and my boy cunt felt empty. Jaden knew exactly what to do. He slowly started working his had into me, and almost unbelievably less than 15 minutes later he was in me. I looked over and saw Mark giving Jason about as much pleasure as a nutless wonder could have. Suddenly, just as Jaden had gotten into me, and only just past the hand, he stopped. "I have a surprise for ya, lil bro." Oh shit... surprises around here come in many forms, both good and bad. He went over and grabbed a mirror with several white lines cut on top of it. Cocaine? Why would I want that? I had just slammed a .25 less than half an hour ago. Jaden walked up to me, "This is K--ketamine. Its a tranquilizer and if you like G, you will love this. I am gonna hold the straw for ya and I want you to breathe in as hard as you can." With that, one of the fat lines disappearred. I didn't really feel much at first, but them, bam... pure bliss. I my state of pure bliss I hadn't noticed that Jaden had grabbed one of the other two rigs that were still left, the ones that had a ton in them. Jaden took my arm down, looked me in the eyes and said, "This is gonna be the grand finale of your cunting tonight. Dad told us to finish it for him since he had to be out of town. After tonight, when you have your full body orgasm, you will never want to play with that boy clit again, unless you have to to knock up a neg cunt." I just looked at him, totally in a k hole state, and nodded. Not that he cared whether I agreed or not, but I was so fucked up that I would have nodded at anything he said. It was about all I could muster. Then, without warning, I felt a jab in my arm again. "You're really gonna feel this, bro. Its a .75, which is more than I have ever done. None of what he said really registered. I was just sort of there, and sort of not there. Suddenly, I felt a tightness in my chest and a cough like all of my lungs were coming out. "Holy fuck, holy fuck, holy fuck" was all I could manage to say. Then, I smelled the poppers. In the minute that I had been rushing, Jaden had recuffed my arm in place, turned the poppers mask on lightly, and was back in position with his arm elbow deep in me. I was in pure bliss. This went on for some time, how long I'm not sure as time has a tendency to be warped during these sessions. But he was straight up punch fucking me, and quite hard. Unlike anything I had done with Dad or any brothers before. Then, suddenly I smelled the poppers get much stronger and that familiar burning sensation in my boy cunt. I had no idea what he had planned at this point. About that time, I felt more pressure on my boycunt. That was when I realized that he was going in with both hands. Jaden worked my boy hole for a bit and then stopped. He came up to me and took the mask off and presented me with another line of K. I eagerly partook, and soon enough the mask was back on delivering copious amounts of amyl and oxygen. It didnt take long for him to pop his second hand in, and within minutes, he had put so much pressure on what I call my "boy button" that I was in a full body orgasm, that according to Jaden, lasted for nearly half an hour. As good as that felt, hell everybody ought to cum that way. As I slowly came out of the climax of my life, two things hit me. First, he was way deeper than my prostate, so that orgasm came from somewhere else totally, and second, Jason was in the throes of a similar climax as well. I just laid back in shock. Jaden looked at me, "Time that you finally returned, bro." I asked him, Was I like that?" pointing to Jason. "Yeh, but about three times as intense." I looked down and my jock was covered in cum, pre cum, piss, and sweat. Jaden and Mark swapped off for the night, and we had more fun, but nothing like that first full body orgasm. We ended the night with the biggest plug Dad had shoved in me, and then it was off to shower and get ready for the week ahead, when I would have to register for classes. That week, I went to Tech and registered for classes and Jaden, Mark, and myself went for lunch at the Varsity. Dad still wasn't back, so I was hanging with Jaden and Mark as I didn't really want to be by myself the whole time. When I was in line registering for classes, I met this hot fucker named Eric. He was about 6' and 175 with pure ginger hair and a skoal ring in his back pocket. We struck up a conversation and hit it off immediately, having come from similar backgrounds. I left out a few key details about my personal life that he didn't need to know just yet. I was on the prowl for another bro. Eric was toatlly straight, or so he claimed, but I was betting some boy medicine would turn him into the cock hungry monster I knew he could become. We swapped numbers before leaving so that we could stay in touch, although since he would be staying on campus, it wouldn't be that hard to find him. A few days went by and were at the last weeknd of summer. Classes were going to start on Monday, and I get a phone call from Eric. It seems that his girlfriend had dumped him and he was looking for something to do. So, being the great guy that I am, I agreed to hang out with him on Saturday night. I told Jaden and Mark about him, and they agreed to go along as back up if needed. Saturday rolled around, and I picked up Eric to head out to Stone Mountain to some redneck pool halls I knew about out there that didn't ask for ID. We pulled in the parking lot and got out. He missed that I was checking his ass out the whole time we were headed to the door. Jaden and Mark were already there, mostly just for safety. We grabbed some beers and he commented on how he would "like to get his dick wet" when he was watching some bar hag. He got up to go to the restroom after our fourth or fifth beer, and when he returned I had shots of whisky for us. Little did he know that his had enough rophenyl in his to take out a small village. It didn't take long and he was slurring and stammering. I got him to the truck and took him home, where the drug slowly wore off. I asked him as he came to if, " ya want something to make ya feel better and more awake? That shot must have put ya over the edge there." "Sure" he replied as I went to the apartment kitchen and grabbed a pill that had been filled with tina. He popped two of them and in about half an hour he was damn near euphoric and so talkative it was almost annoying. "You want a join, Eric?" I asked. "Hell yeh" was the quick reply. Little did he know that it was laced with t as well. Pretty soon, macho stud hetero boy was all but trying to get in my pants. I couldn't let him down there yet as I was still locked and had no key. Plus, I didnt want to scare him. "There is plenty more where that came from, buddy" I told him as we left to get him back to his dorm room. We mase plans to hang out the next weekend, when I was hoping Dad would be back, along with Alex and Rocky. On that Tuesday, the second day of classes, I returned to the apartment to find Alex, but no Rocky. "He is at Dad's recovering" Alex said. Concerned, I asked, "What the fuck happened?" Alex replied that Rocky had not been doing well in his cunting and that Dad had taken him to a surgeon to get the issue fixed. "Fixed??? What the fuck do you mean by that?" I asked. Alex replied, " he had a minor procedure, nothing too major to help him be a better bottom. That is all I am allowed to say right now." Part 5: Rocky explained, Eric meets Dad and Cheyenne's BrothersCheyennes Tattoo

PART 9 We left the room. I followed Cy back to the entry counter. I looked at the clock and discovered I had less than half an hour left of my eight hours. I was shocked at how long Cy and I had been fucking. Cy asked the clerk who had been covering for him if there was anything he needed to deal with and was told no. Cy came back to my room with me where we stood inside my room holding each other until he told me to pack my things; I should go home. I knew I would and got dressed. Outside the bath house, we hailed a cab and soon were in my studio apartment. I immediately got the money I was short at the bath house and offered it to Cy. He laughed and told me he had more than been paid back. It took a quick second to realize what he was referring to, and I deeply blushed and laughed. He helped me open my Murphy bed. I closed the blinds and draperies tightly as Cy stripped. I followed suit, and we both climbed in bed where Cy held me tightly and kissed me repeatedly. Then, he rolled me up on all fours, got behind me, and without any lube began to probe my ass with his tumescent uncut cock. “Oh, Cy, we’re going to need some lube,” I said and winced. “Naw. This is part of the treatment, babe. Lube should be created naturally. Besides, there should be at least a little of that last cum load of mine still in you. But, yeah, this time around Jason there will be some pain. Your ass has dried up from the lube I used. I guess you didn’t figure out I used a numbing agent to make things go easy for you the first time. Babe, I promise if it becomes too painful, I will stop. I mean totally stop . . . if you want me to. I mean that,” he cooed at me soothing my nerves. “You mean so much to me, and I feel so close to you. You are very special to me, babe. I have such positive thoughts about you . . . us . . . now.” I heard his words as they fed me a dose of self confidence and pride at having done all that I had done. I felt such a bond with Cy. He made me feel safe and secure. Still, I weighed his words especially the new information regarding a numbing agent. No wonder I had not felt any pain. I had been prepped. Then, I remembered he had spread lube around deep inside me which must have contained the numbing agent. He is so considerate and caring. How had he remained single with him being so hot? I could not believe that I was so lucky. I finally turned my head around to him and conceded, “Okay. You know what you’re doing. I trust you. If I doubt you ever again, tape my mouth closed.” “Babe, you are in the hands of a man who knows exactly what he is doing to you. You can be positive about that; I know I’m positive,” he said. “But, just to keep you in the know, this time will hurt a lot more because I’m not using lube. You have to work with me and trust me that you can work through the pain. And, once it’s over, it’s over. I’ll fuck you good and fill your ass once more with some more of that good protein rich special enhanced gravy of mine. Your ass does love eating my gravy. You love the idea of your ass eating my gravy, don’t you, babe?” “You bet I do. I’m positive I want you to fuck me and flood me with your special enhanced protein gravy. I feel like I belong to you now,” I confessed. “Oh, babe, just for that, I’ll give you a little starter lick so you’ll have at least a little spit to ease me inside you,” Cy admitted. He crept backwards and lowered his face to my ass and began eating my hole driving me wild as he wetted the area. He soon returned behind me and began to push inward. My world became surreal once more. The pressure mounted as did the pain level, then, Cy’s titan hooded joystick popped through my sphincter. I did cry out rising upright pushing my back against his chest. Cy wrapped his arms around me holding me tight as I clamped my mouth together whining and screaming in my throat. He held me tight to keep me impaled as I struggled. Time passed and the pain eased to nothing; I resumed my 4-stance. I commanded my brain to obey and ignore the pain that was coming and my ass to open up and let Cy inside. Much as he had done the first time, Cy jerked himself an inch or two at a time creating another wave of pain which I fought off until at last once more I was filled with the heavenly full feeling of Cy’s majestic 10 ½ inch cock inserted in my ass. This time though he did not wait for me to accommodate him but went right to full length body-jarring piston strokes in and out scraping my insides raw as he re-opened some of his cuts and abrasions which coated his turgid one-eyed trouser snake. He rammed inward harder it seemed to me than he had before, but I didn’t care. This was Cy; I accepted his fucking no matter how I felt. I belonged to him, and my ass did, too. Cy fucked me a long time. I know it was a long time because I knew what time it was when we got to my place. It was now almost an hour and a half after that. He had been fucking me for over forty-five minutes now, and I was in synch with him as I counter fucked down his shaft as he thrust forward. I matched his violent forward thrust into my ass with an equal violent backward thrust onto his cock. I needed his cum load in me where it belonged. He wanted his cum in me as well. We worked to reach that end. “MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM,” Cy screamed in his throat as he again flooded my ass with his globs of ball nectar. I felt each salvo again as it flew through his cock slathering every part of my gut. He pumped and pumped and pumped it felt like gallons into me until at last the pumping ebbed to a dribble. He eased us down onto the mattress where he rested a long time before slowly pulling himself out of my ass. I felt so alone and empty. PART 10 “You stay there; don’t move,” I heard him command. He slipped off the bed and went over to his clothes retrieving something from a bag. I watched carefully as he rubbed something on the item. He returned to the bed and held out to me what looked like a big wedge of something. “This is a butt plug for you. I can’t keep using my cock as one, and you know how I feel about your losing my cum. Pull your ass cheeks open,” he said. Without hesitating, I complied. I felt the tip touch my hole. I could tell there was lube on the butt plug as I felt Cy smearing it around the area. I dismissed as irrelevant the fact that he had lube but didn’t use it with me. Cy had already explained why. I would not question him. He knew what was best for me. Still . . . “Take a deep breath; let it out; another in; out; in; out; in; let about half out and hold it,” Cy said flatly. I obeyed. He shoved inward and twisted the butt plug until the entire mass was seated. I jerked violently but held my cheeks open and choked off all sounds. “There. Now, we have you all set for that latest load to stay in you. You do want to keep my loads, don’t you, babe? It means so much to me,” Cy almost whimpered. “Cy, I’ll take all the cum loads you give me and will never get rid of them if that is what you want,” I said sincerely as I turned around now to look at him. Even though I had tried to make the room as dark as I could there still was light coming in allowing me to see this wonderful kind man. My eyes dropped once more to his cock which now was covered in even more blood. My eyes quickly snapped upward questioningly to him. “Babe, I want to fill that beautiful wonderful ass of yours all the time . . . and will every chance I get. Don’t worry about the blood. You’re okay. You know you can trust me. I’d tell you if anything was wrong wouldn’t I?” Cy asked in such a sincere and soothing voice touching me gently as he spoke. We looked at each other, and then he leaned in and kissed me deeply. We pulled apart, and Cy lay down on his back. “Since it bothers you so much, babe, why not do something about it? Why don’t you go down and clean off my cock?” I looked at Cy then his bloody cock and back to Cy. My mind was blank. Was he serious? I hesitated only for the briefest of time before moving between his legs and devouring as much of his cock as I could. My tongue and mouth laboured on cleaning the dry and drying blood off his cock. My Cy was going to be clean again soon; I would see to that; it was my job. Soon, no trace was left of any blood. He smiled at me and motioned me to join him which I did. We got beneath a cover, and I snuggled into him as he wrapped his protective left arm around me. We slept for hours. I felt a movement and opened my eyes finding Cy slipping his arm out from beneath me. He got out of bed and strode to the bathroom where I could hear a strong stream of piss landing in the toilet. I got out of bed and followed him standing near him until he finished. He turned to leave, but I blocked his way by kneeling in front of him. I looked up, picked up his lazing colossus, and stuffed it in my mouth tonguing it and especially the piss slit. I made sure there was no remnant of any piss. I released his tube steak and stood. He kissed me and went back to bed. I urinated, flushed, and returned to bed also. It was 2:14. Cy told me he needed to get something to eat. We got dressed and went out to a place he knew that wasn’t too far. We got back about 4:00. Cy had me to go with the butt plug still in my ass—just to be sure I didn’t leak. When we got back we climbed on the bed and began making out with great long deep kisses. Soon, Cy had me in my 4-stance and slowly pulled out the plug tossing it on the foot of the bed. He pushed his limp cock in my ass inching it inward slowly. The more he got in me the harder he got until once more he was at full attention. Cy rode my ass harder than ever. I revelled in the feeling of his giant phallus taking command of my ass. We continued fucking at what had become a standard almost violent scene to which I gave full consent. He fucked me for over a half an hour before he cried out and filled me with another of his wonderful cum loads which seemed to go on forever. We eased down onto the mattress as usual with him remaining inside me. We lay there recuperating when in the midst of our rest time a warm feeling spread throughout going deeper and deeper in me. I lay there and said nothing until it dawned on me that Cy was using me as a urinal. Now, I loved his piss, too.

On Friday I got bred by a Versatile stud off Adam4Adam. Usually don't get hit on by Versatile guys. Too many guys who claim to be Versatile, turn out to be more Bottom. This guy hit me up and asked if he could bring his load over and deposit it in my cunt. He had an awesome 8 inch cock with a PA. He was rock hard and fucked me deep, filling me with his jiz. Nice guy, awesome cock. Hope to add him to my stable of regular breeders. Later a fuck bud hit me up and wanted to breed me too. I asked him if he'd be down for some pump and dump fantasy and he said OK. I left the door unlocked, covered my torso and face and left my ass in the air. My hole all open and lubed. He came in, got naked, fucked my pussy deep and hard and squirted his jiz deep in me cunt, several times. I left all the loads in me and went to work. Later I could feel their cum dripping between my ass cheeks. Awesome being in public, knowing that I had several loads in me from 2 different guys.

fuck yes love all the topics i flushed my meds today and want other strains etc, love the tin party boy look

Part 5 The cigar smoker had just lodged his cock all the way into my butt when he put the brown bottle of poppers under my nose. “Take a hit, boy. I’m not gentle.” I took in the fumes, putting my nostril against the top ridge of the bottle, then I did the same with the other nostril. I felt the heat go to my head and to my groin simultaneously and I gasped. Cigar man took that to mean I was lit. “Fuck yeah, boy, surrender that bubble butt to my big raw dick.” The man plowed into me roughly, in and out. I could feel sperm from my rectum sliding onto my balls as this man’s cock jackhammered my hole. “Mmmmmm, that feels nice. Are you going to take my load, boy?” The man pulled the hair on the back of my head. “Yes, sir,” I answered. “That’s right, boy. You are getting my load.” With that, the man shoved his cock all the way in, and I felt his warm fluid shoot hard up my hole. “Fuck! Take it, boy.” After unloading, the man started jackhammering my hole again. He cussed and fucked as if he was working to accomplish something more with my hole than just breeding it. “Damn, just fuck! Shit!” About five other men stood around the room watching and egging the top on. “Yeah, breed it! Breed that newbie hole good!” “We’re next,” said a gruff voice from behind us. Cigar man pulled out and slapped my ass. One man got underneath me. He was white haired and muscular with a beard and blue eyes. Probably in his early 60s. “Hey there, ShortStop, you’re just as cute as your pics on that safe-sex site,” he grinned. Then another man mounted me from behind and started shoving his cock into my butt. “You’re going to need to popper up, kid.” He held the bottle under my nose as his buddy slid into my ass. Once he hit bottom, I heard the top say from behind my head, “Okay, now you.” The white haired man held the poppers under my nose for about a half minute more, before he capped the bottle and started pushing his boner against my hole and the other man’s shaft. The poppers loosened up my resolve and I relaxed, letting a second raw cock push up inside me. “Damn hot!” the white haired man grinned as his dick sank into me snug against the hard cock of his buddy. The others in the room cheered as my hole finally opened up for the second cock. When both cocks were inside me, they each started thrusting in opposite directions. The thought of how the sperm inside my hole was lubing up both shafts thoroughly had me rock hard in my now jizz-soaked jock strap. “Yes!” I moaned. “Fuck me. Take that hole.” The two old men continued to fuck in and out of my hole, sometimes in different directions, sometimes they plunged their rigid cocks into me together causing me to yell out. The other men in the room loved it. Poz9in was still there, too, occasionally grabbing my hard dick and jacking it as he watched my hole now taking in two semen covered cocks. He was jacking me when he asked the men for their HIV status. The guy under me answered, “We’re here to poz ShortStop91.” “Fuck!” I said aloud. Both cocks were hitting my prostate. “We like to cruise that safe-only site that this boy is on," he explained. "Once in a while, we score a young neg sub. We start with condoms, but somehow he will end up getting our raw cocks and loads inside him by morning. But the BarebackFuckers ad said this hot jock’s finally taking loads.” “Fuck yes, he is,” Poz9in replied. “Fuckin’ hot,” said the man on top of me and I felt the two cocks grow bigger and harder. “I’m getting close to cumming.” “Me too,” said the white haired man. “Let’s try to come together and fucking fill up this safe jock’s hole.” They both started pounding my ass as Poz9in held the poppers bottle under my nose again. “Open up that pink hole for me, baby. I want to see these men fuckin breed you with their toxic seed.” I took about eight hits. I was once again letting old men have and use my hole bareback, and I was fucking turned on—And these old men were actually trying to poz me! I felt Poz9in put his hand back into my jock and feel my dick. “He wants it.” Both men inside me were fucking me in sync now which made me yell out when they hit bottom, plunging both their cocks in. They, too, were vocal in building up to cumming. “Ah, I’m going to fucking cum,” said the man on top of me. “Fucking take it, now, jock boy,” said the white haired man. “We want you knocked up good.” “Fuck yeah. FUCK!” the top's mouth was pressed against the back of my ear. He was unloading. “Jesus fucking… fuck!” “Yeah, shit! Me, too.” The white haired man went rigid and held my ass down so he could push his cock in as far as possible. I could feel both cocks pulse as they pumped their warm poz jizz into me. As they spasmed, both men seemed to fight to get deeper into my hole. “Damn! We got him. We got him. That’s about 7 days build-up of poz sperm we just pumped into you, boy. Hope it takes.” As the men slowly pulled both of their dicks out of my hole and leave the bed, Poz9in still knew I was buzzed on poppers and kept his hand in my jock, pumping my dick. On my knees with my legs spread, my wet fuck hole was open and exposed to the rest of the men in the room. I felt Poz9in tug on my jock pouch and there was a loud ripping sound as the threads gave way. I felt the cool air of the room on my hard dick when it fell out of the broken jock strap. Poz9in said, “I haven’t tasted young neg cum in a long time.” I watched as his head went between my legs and, still buzzing on poppers, I felt the wet warmth of his mouth on my dick. He sucked on it and I was ecstatic. As his tongue worked the sensitive head of my cock, my ass begged for another cock from the room of old men. Anyone, I thought, someone please put a cock in me. I heard the rustling of movement in the room as Poz9in started going up and down on my dick with his mouth and throat. To make more room for his head and shoulder, I had to raise my right knee off the bed. That’s when I felt the next man’s large hands grab hold of my thighs and his cock enter my fully spermed up hole. Poz sperm, no less! The man’s girthy hard cock slipped easily inside, and started fucking me. “Ahhhh, yeah. Let's all get this cute jock boy fucked up,” the man said as he began to pound me hard.

Raymond sent me a text a few days ago, saying he was going to be back in Las Vegas for a couple of days. He wanted to know if I was going to be in town and available to fuck? I texted back, "Fuck, yeah! Just tell me where and when? My ass is yours". I hadn't heard back from him, so I was assuming that it wasn't going to happen. But at about 11pm last night, I get a text from him. "Hey Fag. I'm drunk and horny at the MGM Grand. Get over here. I need your ass". I texted back that I would douche, shower and head right over. He sent his room number to me and I got myself cleaned out, cleaned up and jumped in the car. I arrived at his room at the MGM in record time. He met me at his hotel room door dressed in a wife beater tee-shirt and boxers. His bulge was pushing at the flap of his boxers. I came into the room. He had some str8 porn playing on his laptop. A glass of scotch was next to his laptop and a half empty bottle of scotch and ice bucket was next to it. I quickly undressed, grabbed some lube and poppers from my pants pockets. Ray took a couple of swigs of scotch, then stripped off his underwear and sat on the small love seat against his window, looking out over the Las Vegas Strip. I got down on my knees, between his legs and took his partially hard bbc into my mouth. I sucked, licked and worshiped his gorgeous dark cock for about 5 minutes as his cock grew to it's monster size in my mouth. Then he lifted his legs, pulling his knees to his chest and said, "Eat my black ass, faggot". I hungrily began to lick and eat his hole. Spreading his ass cheeks and sliding my tongue as deep into him as I could get it. Licking the soft, pink inside of his black hole. He's moaning loudly, now. "Damn, you're a nasty, fuckin' queer. Eating my black ass like I eat pussy. Feels good, faggot". His demeaning, dirty talk turns me on and I'm going crazy eating his hot hole. "Get on the bed, queer. I'm ready to fuck that white ass"! I climb up on the bed and kneel on the edge. I take the lube that I brought and I lube up my hole a bit, then hand the lube to Raymond. He lubes up his now rock hard giant cock as I take several deep sniffs of poppers. Ray walks to his scotch and takes another couple of swigs, then walks back to me and presses his swollen cock head to my asshole. I take another deep drag on the poppers. I'm going to need them. He grabs me around the waist and presses in. It burns a bit, but I just continue to sniff on poppers as he slowly presses into me. Finally I feel him balls deep into me. He kindly holds it there for a few moments, allowing me to adjust to the size of his long, thick bbc inside me. "Hand me some of that shit you sniff". I handed the poppers back to him and he took a drag on it. Then handed it back to me and I took another drag. Now the fucking got serious. He began to pump and pound my ass, showing no mercy. He'd slam into me with such force, that I'd gasp as air was slammed out of my lungs. There was a mixture of pleasure and pain with each of his thrusts. Then he lifted one of his long, muscular legs up onto the bed, giving himself a good angle to slide even deeper into my white cunt. He tried first one leg, then changed to the other. Soon he had pushed me up, fully onto the bed and he'd climbed up behind me. Slamming even deeper and harder into me. The bed was slamming against the wall. Even though it was now past midnight, neither of us cared that we were making a racket. I was completely lost in my lust for his huge, monster dick that was all the way inside me. I was in ecstasy. Raymond kept pushing me into different positions on the bed. For awhile, I was in a fetal position on my side. He lay behind me, grinding his black cock into me. I'm not even sure that he was even aware that he was kissing my neck while fucking me and now softly whispering, "Such a beautiful, faggot. You love my black cock in your pussy. Don't you? Your faggot friends don't fuck you like I do. Do they? You like my black cock? Don't you, queer?" "Oh, fuck, yes! I love your big black cock. I love your cock inside me. I love having you fuck me. I love being your faggot". He loves my dirty talk. And he begins to thrust deeper and harder again. "Get up on your knees", he demands. I get on my hands and knees again. He slams back into me in one quick thrust. He again grabs me around the waist and now really begins to pound my hole. He's now also grunting as his body slams against me. He's working up a sweat. Sweat drips from his forehead onto my ass cheeks as he's assaulting my white pussy with his bbc. He'd pull almost out of me, then slam back into me. After about 7 or 8 minutes of hard and deep fucking he let out a loud groan. "AHHHH........Fuck!!! Fuck, Fuck, Fuck!". I felt his body shaking in orgasm as he kept pushing into me. My ass was milking his cock as he emptied his balls deep inside me. "Fuckin' Queer"! he shouted as he continued to shake in orgasm. "Damn!" and he pulled out of me in one quick motion. "Jesus!", he said as he climbed off the bed. Grabbed his glass of scotch, poured some more into the glass and plopped back down onto the loveseat. He was totally spent. I climbed off the bed, dropped to my knees and took his still hard cock in my mouth and began to clean my cum from his cock as it slowly began to soften. Once he'd softened and I had cleaned it of all my juices, I got up and began to dress. "So, have you had any other guys suck or fuck with you, since you fucked me at Christmas?", I asked? "Yeah. I've had a couple of fags suck me off. Found them on Craigslist, when I couldn't find any real pussy to fuck. But neither of the guys could take my dick in their ass, like you can. Hell, that ass of yours may turn me into a queer", he laughed, as he took another sip of his drink. I was now dressed and thanked him for the great fuck. "Anytime", he said, as I let myself out of his hotel room. It was now after 1am. And I had an early flight to catch in the morning. But, it was worth it to have his monster bbc and load of cum inside me again.

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.

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

In darkrooms pretty guys could be ugly for all I know, or ugly guys could be pretty. I've most likely been fucked (or have fucked) in darkrooms many times by guys I wouldn't even look at in daylight.

I Just applied to be a model for Treasure island media. I really hope they like my application. I would love to be in one of there films.

Trex slowly pulled the half inflated butt plug out of me, leaving my hole gaping. Then, he walked over to the shelf, and picked up the baggie of Tina, and sorted through it until he found a shard about the size of his fingernail. Handing it to Dantrell, he said, “Here. Push this big shard just a little way into your piss slit, then shove your lubed up cock into Danny’s hole. That’s it. Keep going until you can feel the head of your dick up against his inner ring.” Dantrell followed Trex’s instructions, then said, “Okay.” Trey said, “You’re there, up against his inner ring ?” Dantrell said, “Yeh, I can feel it.” Then, Trex handed the bottle of poppers to me, and told me to take several hits. When he saw my face becoming really flushed, he told Dantrell to gradually push his cock head against my inner ring. “Whoa,” Dantrell said, as I let out a yelp, and Trex knew that Dantrell’s cock head had popped through. Continuing his instructions, Trex told Dantrell to push out a small stream of chem piss. When he did, he felt the big Tina shard shoot out of his piss slit, deep into my guts. Trex said, “Perfect. Now, let’s wait a few minutes for that to dissolve. In the mean time, go ahead and fuck him, but not too deep, yet. Oh, and hand the bubbler pipe to him, and make him take a couple of hits.” Then, Trex took the red plastic cups from the shelf and headed back into the kitchen. When he returned, he was juggling 3 cups, handing one to me, one to Dantrell, and saving one for himself. Dantrell said, “G ?” And, Trex replied, “You know it,” as all 3 of us drained the cups down our throats. Next, Trex told me to take several more hits of poppers, and he told Dantrell to push his cock deep inside my hole, again. “Push right through that inner ring,” Trex said. “Yeh, man, give him the entire length of your BBC. That’s what he needs.” At first, Dantrell kept his cock deep inside my hole, fucking in and out of my inner ring. Then, he switched to pulling his cock back farther, then punching it all the way back through my inner ring, with every thrust. “How does that feel,” Trex asked me ? “Fuck ME,” was my reply ! “That’s fucking incredible !” For more than a half hour, Trex kicked back, occasionally hitting the bubbler pipe, and watching Dantrell’s big long cock giving my hole a good workout. The Tina and the G had me flying high. I was obviously tweaked, and loving the intense fucking that my hole was getting. Soon, Trex blew out a huge white cloud and stood up. “Time for the big one,” he announced ! “Here, I know you’re going to need these,” he said as he handed the bottle of poppers to me. At the same time, he motioned for Dantrell to pull his cock out of my hole, which he did, very gradually, revealing inch after inch of his BBC, until it finally fell out of my gaping hole, and flopped around. I was lying back, my ass a few inches off the end of the sling, my feet in the stirrups, and my legs spread wide, an open invitation for Trex’s BBC. I watched Trex lubing up his thick monster cock, and as he approached my hole, I started snorting the poppers, moving the bottle back and forth, from one nostril to the other, each time taking a big hit, and holding my breath as long as I could, feeling my heart slam and my head pound, until I felt the head of Trex’s cock pushing into me. That was the easy part because his cock head was nowhere near the huge girth of his shaft. Even though my head was spun from all the Tina and G and poppers, I still let out a loud gasp when Trex started forcing his shaft inside of my hole. “Come on ! You want this BBC ? Push back against it ! Come on ! Take it ! Take it ! Trex continually coached me while taking a few steps forward, pushing me and the sling backwards, and increasing the pressure of his cock against my hole until the huge shaft suddenly broke through and the thighs of Trex’s black leather chaps made a loud slap against my ass. Sweat rolled down the sides of my face, and I could see thatTrex was sweating, too. Right now, he knew enough to stay very still, his monster thick cock completely buried in my hole, letting me relax and get used to it’s size. “Holy FUCK,” I yelled out ! “I wasn’t sure I could do it.” Trex told Dantrell to hand him a couple of paper towels. He handed one to me, and we both wiped the sweat from our faces. “Good job, Danny boy ! We need to celebrate.” He told Dantrell to reload the bubbler pipe. Then, he told him to hand the torch and the pipe to me, and ordered me to take several big hits. Next, while Trex was hitting the pipe, he could feel me moving my ass in the sling, fucking myself up and back an inch or two on Trex’s massive cock. Trex blew a huge cloud down toward my hole, then he grinned, knowing that his BBC was in charge, and that my hole wanted it, wanted it fucking me. Handing the bubbler pipe and the torch back to Dantrell, Trex told me to hit the poppers, again, and, as I did, Trex pulled his cock back about half way, then slowly shoved it all the way back in, again. I moaned loudly, and pushed my hips forward, signaling to Trex how fucking good it felt. Trex responded by pulling back most of the way, then slamming back in, in one quick motion. My entire body shuddered, and I yelled out, “OH, FUCK, YEH !” For the next 10 or 15 minutes, Trex kept pounding his BBC in and out of my hole, only occasionally stopping for a few seconds to let me hit the poppers. When, he felt like taking a break, he let Dantrell have a turn, marveling at how my ass was able to take Dantrell’s big long cock punch fucking my inner ring. Dantrell and Trex kept taking turns pounding the hell out of my insatiable ass, and pumping load after load of cum into me, only stopping long enough to fuck more shards deep inside my ass, to make me hit the pipe, and down a few more doses of G. The session ended up lasting about 36 hours, with all 3 of us feeling pretty well warn out. I had received 5 big loads of cum blasted deep inside my ass. Before I left, Trex shoved a large butt plug up my hole, and told me to keep it in for at least 24 hours, to be sure that I had completely absorbed all those chemmed up loads of cum.

No deposit, no return

you realize you've gone satanic and now crave demon cock and AIDS Lust

I squeezed Bobby’s balls hard enjoying him squirming on my lap trying to retain composure as he chatted to his pal Ryan on the phone “aww c’mon dude, its great here”, he covered the mouthpiece on the phone “he says no cash”, I nodded whispering “we’ll pay, tell him you’ll put it on your credit card”. A few minutes later Bobby was grinning as Ryan readily agreed to be on the plane later that day, he hung up the phone and leaned in to kiss me “he’s coming daddy”, as me and the kid shared a nice long sloppy wet kiss Duke grunted jovially “oh he’ll be cumming chicky and paying for that flight with his arse, just like you!” Carlos is one of the guys that epitomises the stereotypical Spanish Daddy, big gut, hairy, very sweaty with a big bushy handlebar moustache, everything a Spanish daddy should be except he was born in London and had a cockney accent that 15 years living in Spain had not diminished. Carlos was swigging beer out of a bottle and had a cigar hanging from the corner of his mouth as I let him into the apartment; he smirked and grinned as Duke fed Bobby the pipe “just warming the kid up eh?” I laid it out there and then “I want the boys tits, ears and boycock pierced”, Carlos traced his finger up Bobby’s ab’s who shivered under his touch, Carlos chewed on his cigar “gold or silver?”, I looked at Bobby, taking in his deep tan, bright blue eyes and brassy blond hair “gold for sure”, Carlos got his bag “gold’s expensive bro”, I smirked and pushed the kid onto his back on the table, lifting his legs back to show his pink swollen cunt off to Carlos “only the best for my boy”, Carlos rubbed his impressive cock through his shorts “nice, I could pimp him easily?”, I laughed “no no Carlos this boy is mine for always” and picked up the kids phone showing him the picture of sweet little ginger Ryan “once Dukes done with him you can have that” Carlos looked at the picture as my boy slid off the table, got on his knees and undid Carlos’s shorts making the man gasp as my boy started sucking “pity he’s ginger I am over stocked with ginger at the mo”, Duke grabbed the phone off Carlos “well I like ginger and may keep him so lets see what else Ted’s boy has to offer!”, I grinned as my boy started to suck on Carlos’s log of a cock “you sure you don’t wanna sell this one?”, I rubbed my boys head “No he’s mine”. The sun glistened off my boys earrings in the early afternoon sun as he groaned and grunted as Carlos’s big slick cock reamed out his cunt, I pulled on the boys engorged newly pierced nips “your such a good boy making daddy proud”, the kid purred “thank you Daddy”, I kissed my boy toy on the forehead as his phone beeped, I picked it up winking at Duke “seems Ryan has just checked in”, Duke grinned as he slipped his cock into my boys mouth “good, I am eager to chem. and poz his lil white muscle butt!”.

I looked down at the boy, his mouth stretched round my fat cock with dribbles of spit and my poz precum oozing at the sides of him mouth, one of his hands feeling his tits and cock the other wrapped round the base of my cock pulling it into his mouth like a possessive child with its favourite toy, shifting my gaze back to Duke I grinned “do it”, Dukes literally whooped with joy, apart from fucking and pozzing boy arse one of his favourite things to do was initiate them into slam sex, as Duke got the point ready I reached down and slid a finger into Bobby’s pussy making the kid moan and writhe. Duke got back onto the bed and pulled Bobby’s hand from his tits stretching his arm out to the side, Bobby groaned prompting Duke soothe him as the rubber tourniquet was wrapped round his arm “shhh boy don’t worry you’ll be able to feel yourself up soon, right after we have blasted you straight into pig boy heaven” Bobby murmured and flinched as the needle went in but I held his mouth on my cock while Duke pressed the plunger, I let go of the boys head as Duke pulled of the tourniquet and Bobby’s eyes bulged my cock falling out of his mouth as his face and body flushed, he wheezed and then his big chest heaved with a series of hacking coughs his whole body spazmed as he went flying into his new favourite place to be. The coughing stopped and the kid laid there for a moment looking up at my his innocent blue eyes bugging out of their sockets in wonder but also almost wild with desire as he started to run his hands over his body letting out cute cooing noise before one of his hands reached up to started feeling our bodies while the other went down past his cock and he started rubbing his hot hole letting out sweet little animalistic growls like a bitch in heat. Duke and I traded winks and I ran my fingers down over the kids chest, over his abs and in between his legs which he dutifully pulled back at the knees giving me easier access to his hole which was puckering and pulsing, I stared right into the boys eyes grinning “I think its time for you to get fucked Bobby don’t you?”, the kid sighed “oh yes please Daddy”, I leaned down deep kissing the boy before pulling up “Daddy Dukes going to go first okay boy?”, the lad nodded making me grin widely “and don’t you worry son, after Daddy Dukes fucked you and cum in your pussy, I’ll fuck you and cum in you too”, the kid groaned as Duke climbed of the bed grabbing the lads legs spreading them wide and started to rub his cock head over the boys sweet little pussy “you ever had cum in your pussy before son?” , the kid actually looked a bit embarrassed whimpering “no”, Duke chuckled at the forlorn look on the boys face, “well don’t worry son, your about to get a lot”. As Duke pressed his cock up against the boys hole smearing it with his poz precum I shivered with excitement and a touch of jealousy as to me there is nothing like a bareback virgin taking his first raw cock, Duke grinned at me and pulled his cock away “as its your birthday coming up Ted, you should go first”, I was a bit stunned I have to say but could not help but grin back at Duke, “if your sure?”, Duke laughed “oh I am sure plus I think the chicky really wants you to be first, look at the way his puppy dog eyes look at you”, I looked down at the kid, his eyes were indeed wide like a puppy dogs so I just had to smile “you really want me to go first son?”, Bobby nodded and his voice crackled “Yes Daddy Ted I want you to go first, please”, I leaned down and kissed the kids forehead “thank you boy, I will love to be your first seeder and then you’ll be my good boy for always”, Bobby literally trilled with pleasure and Duke laughed “looks like you have a new boy in your life Ted, happy birthday!!” As I took my place in between bobby’s legs grabbed them and pushing them back firmly spreading them wide Duke got up onto the bed and tweaked the boys nipple “though Daddy Ted is going first I am going to fuck you afterwards chicky, fill your white pussy with my black man seed”, I grinned at the boy “that’s right son, my boy gets fucked by who I say and no one else understand?”, the boy looked at me with those puppy dog eyes sighing “oh yes Daddy” as he hooked his hands behind his knees and pulled them back showing off his eager little cunt to me. I placed my cockhead up against Bobby’s sweet little hole I knew I wanted to make sure his first seeding and pozzing was as lovely as his tweaked up little mind was going to remember, I rubbed my helmet over his wet little pucker, adding my plentiful precum to Dukes making the boys pussy lips literally glisten in the evening sun. I looked right into the kids eyes as I pushed and they widened and then closed as he emitted a deep sigh of pleasure as my fat cockhead began to force his ring to open to let me in, Duke was watching intensely as my mushroom head audibly popped through the kids little sphincter making the boy groan and Duke whistle “fucking beautiful”, I rested for a moment pulsing my dick to drip deposit some of my toxic precum into the boys innocent fuck canal. Never taking my eyes away from Bobby’s I slowly but determinedly sank the length of my dick into his eager little cunt, his tightness was really a joy to feel wrapped round my fuckstick, until my pubes rested against his smooth arse, I grinned “that’s a good boy, you have all of Daddy’s cock in you now”, the kid just moaned “I love it Daddy, its so big”, Duke laughed “hell yeah now fuck that slut and seed him good and proper”, I rotated my hips and then pulled a little out pushing in a little quicker, suitably training the kids hole how to accept his new daddy’s fuckpole. Bobby whimpered and cooed in pleasure as my withdrawals and re-penetrations became quicker and more forceful, I rested back on my haunches for a moment pulling about halfway out and just flexed my dick in the kids cunt, Duke leaned in to have a look “fuck yeah Ted your reaming that chickys pussy out so good!!”. I pushed back in again leaning over him, having to control myself as the kids anal muscles went into overdrive milking my cock inside him as more and more of my dirty precum coated the insides of his little cunt, I fucked harder and harder slamming my dick into him my big full balls slapped against his arse. The boy was crying out in sheer pleasure as he felt my broad hairy chest and pulled my nig nipples, my balls well now simmering with heat and I knew I would not last much longer and the pure thought in my mind that I was going to be the first to seed the kid and keep his holes filled with daddy spunk from many men in the future sent me into over the edge, I fucked like a man possessed but then I stopped and I pulled back so my cockhead was just in the kids cunt relishing the sight the Bobby’s now red puffy boy pussy ring stretched obscenely round my mans cock, I just had to see that hole one last time before I bred it. I slammed back into him, knocking the wind out of the kid and he howled as I resumed pumping my dick in and out of his twat, Duke held the kids head and gobbed straight into the boys mouth “yeah chicky your Daddy’s about to breed you, knock your boy body up good with his spunk!!”, those words sent me over the edge and I grunted and growled as I push my dick as far as it would go into Bobby and fired shot after shot of my poz spunk deep into the kids guts, my orgasm was so intense that I actually felt a searing pain in my head that I had to close my eyes, I heard the boy groan and his hole flex round my cock milking more spunk out of my piss slit, Duke gasped and said “wowey fuck look at that!!” making me open my eyes and look down at my hairy gut and his abs that were covered with the cum the boy had shot without touching his cock, I growled “you fucking beautiful boy” as I leaned down crushing Bobby under me “your mine now”, he just pulled my face to his and just before he shoved his tongue into mine sighed “yes I am Daddy”. Duke laughed “hey you two can make out later I need to screw this chicky now”, I smiled “of course mate” as I pulled my cock out of my boys sweet cunt, Duke flipped the boy onto his belly as I moved to the head of the bed and pulled the kids mouth onto my cock, I loved the way Bobby looked up my adoringly as he licked and sucked the cum and his arse juices off my cock, Duke got onto the bed between the lads spread legs and slapped his arse “raise your butt up chicky” which the kid did without question and Duke grinned “atta boy” as he pumped his dick a few times “your leaking some of your daddy’s seed, lets put it back inside where it belongs”, the kid groaned as Duke rubbed my spunk onto his cock head before he then slid it effortlessly into Bobby’s eager fuckchute.

As I sucked on Bobby’s dick and massaged his balls I heard the lighter click and Duke snigger “that’s it boy, inhale it in deep, good boy” I pulled my mouth off Bobby's teen boy cock as Dukes climbed onto the sofa and I grinned watching as Duke started licking and slurping at the lads neck as he kneaded Bobby’s big pecs his deep voice soothing the boy, “mmmm chicky you taste like sweet honey” before plunging his tongue deep into the boys mouth, in the meantime I started to tug at the waistband of the kids bikini, in fact I chuckled “atta boy” as he raised his hips so I could pull them off easily threw them into corner. I was enjoying feeling Bobby’s cock and balls, in fact I was enjoying every inch of his boy body while he just leaned back enjoying the attention in his tweaked little mind, I looked up as Duke pulled his mouth away leaving a trail of spit that dribbled down onto the lads big cushion pecs and grinned as the kids glazed eyes bulged as Duke pulled off his swimsuit and showed his fat ebony cock to the boy, Duke bucked his hips making his cock swing and bob with a clear glob on precum forming at his piss slit, he stood closer and Bobby licked his lips “like that black meat chicky?” bobby exhaled a deep breath, nodded reaching up to take it in his hand but Duke backed away sitting down in an armchair with his legs spread idly playing with his cock grinning “well it ain’t gonna suck itself chicky, c’mon” I rubbed the kids back “go on son, you know you want to” and smirked as bobby crawled off the sofa and went on his hands and knees over to Duke, my own dick twitched dribbled precum as I watched the lads melon like muscle arse cheeks bob invitingly as he crawled over to Duke, the fact that his tan lines made a perfect little white triangle on his butt just made it look all the more sexy to me, and I thought to myself ‘great target’. Bobby stayed on his knees, grabbing Dukes dick with his hand and leaned forward taking Duke’s dick into his mouth, Duke placed his big hand on Bobby’s head pushing the kids mouth further onto his dick ”that’s it white boy you suck that black daddy dick”. As Bobby moaned as he slurped and sucked on Dukes big knob I stood up shucking my shorts releasing my thick veiny dick and picked up the goody bag, I walked over and winked at Duke as I got down behind the kid dropping the bag and pulling his arse cheeks apart, Bobby groaned and moved to look over his shoulder making Duke sneer “you just keep fucking sucking that cock boy”. I could not help but sigh “beautiful!” as I gazed down on the kids hairless sweet little pink fuckhole, it looks so perfectly innocent, Duke smirked “nice?”, I broadly grinned “fucking lovely my friend”, I ran my finger over the kids pussy hole and was delighted to see it pucker in response, I spat on it and bobby squirmed and groaned and spread his knees as I slid my index finger in the his hot little hole and chuckled “it seems our new pig boy likes his pussy being played with!”, Dukes sneered “fuck yeah” and then pulling the lads mouth of his dick “that right boy, you like things up your shitter”, Bobby moaned “Yes Sir!” before plunging his mouth back onto Dukes dick as I fingered his sweet little cunt. I pulled my finger out of the kids clit and delighted in seeing it pucker and pulse as the boy moaned exasperated that his hole was now empty, I ran my hand over his lovely bubble butt “don’t worry boy you won’t be empty for long” and I opened our goody bag pulling out the Tina enriched jar of lube, I dipped my finger into it getting a nice big scoop of it on my finger before gently applying it only his hole and pushing it inside, digging in deep before removing my finger and picking a nice sized lump of Tina from the goody bag and winking at Duke who place both hands on Bobby's head ready to hold fast. I placed my hand on the small of the boys back and pushed the lump into the boy’s cunt with the other. We held Bobby firm as he bucked and writhed at the lump fizzed and dissolved in his hole, the burn really hit the kid hard, he started sweating profusely and flushed bright red, gagging on Dukes dick, I could feel the boys anal muscles clench and spasm as they tried to expel the Tina, but I kept my finger firmly up the boy butt as the chems were absorbed sneering sternly “stay fucking still slut!”. After a little while the kids breathing started to settle down, and I could feel his pussy relaxing round my finger so I pushed another one in along side making the boy moan and wiggle his butt as I gently finger fucked him and he started to slurp and suck on Dukes fat dick as Duke laughed “fuck yeah pig boy bobby”

Got drunk and stoned at a porn theater and laid naked on the filthy floors as pigs pissed on me, sat on my face, and lifted my legs to fuck me.