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Dad’s Basement Part Five I was led by the two men, into the next room, the one that was divided into two. We continued to move until we were in the area with three glory holes cut into the wall. Not much light was coming through the holes, so I knew the sun was going down outside. “Taking all loads is like Russian roulette - raw cock goes into your hole and the cock shoots - could be shooting blanks or a hot round of poz cum” one of the men said. I was placed with my back to the wall and pulled over at the waist allowing my ass to open at the glory hole. “Plus Son there is an added excitement to taking cocks that you don’t know who it is attached to, Do you know them or are they complete strangers you will never see again” I pushed my ass checks back against the wooden wall. I could hear sounds coming from all around. I looked to my left to see my Dad putting his ass against the wooden wall too. Only there was already a hard cock sticking through the glory hole. It was dark, thick and sticking straight out. I watched my Dad spit in his hand, rub the spit onto his hole, and push back on the dark cock, It slowly disappeared into Dad’s hole. My cock started to expand. I was watching my Dad take cock up his hole. It was the hottest thing I had ever saw. Dad’s head was thrown back with pleasure and one of his buds shoved a bottle of poppers under his nose, which he inhaled deeply. “Show your Son how to take cock” I watched as Dad’s ass pressed against the wood wall, the cock was deep inside his hole. I could feel the thrusts of the man fucking my Dad, move the wall on my ass. Dad moaned load as the cock moved in and out of his hole. I was lost watching Dad take raw cock, until I felt something pushing at my own hole. One of Dad’s buds reached back and spread my checks giving the unknown man access to my used hole. “Fuck man, that is one used cummy fuck hole” said the man on the other side of the wall, who was pushing his cock into my hole. I had heard that voice some where before, I knew it but could not place it. My hole opened around the cock, allowing it to slide deep inside, pushing the cum forward and out ward of my hole. I moaned as the cock began to move. I concentrated on the rhythm of the fuck - as he pushed in I pushed back and pulled off as he pulled out. “Good Son, take that anon raw cock - you know it could be anyone even grandpa” Dad said, “imagine being fucked by not just me but him as well today Son” My cock throbbed at that thought. I loved over and Dad was matching his fuck just like mine. We moved together. I looked up to see the other men who fucked me earlier either sucking or fucking each other. Dad took another big hit of poppers and then handed them to me - and I followed suit in huffing them. “Fuck that hole just opened” the top said on the other side of the wall, picking up speed. I looked to the other side of me, to see another cock coming through the hole. I could not help be think it was a beautiful sight to see, another hard fucking cock. I watch the tattooed, uncut cock man back his ass up, taking the cock deep into his hole, moaning as he was penetrated. I passed him the poppers and watched him inhale deep. I continued to push back against the hard cock working in and out of my hole. Poz cum flowed out of my hole and dripped down my balls. “Stay where you are fucker, I have to eat that ass!” the owner of the cock fucking me said. I felt his cock slip out and was soon replaced with a hot tongue. It was sliding in and out of my cum covered gapping hole. It was another new sensation. I moaned more and more as he switched from tongue fucking me and sucking my hole to eat out the cum deposited in there. My cock twitched rapidly as my mind wondered if he knew he was not only sucking out my Dad’s cum but also sucking out and swallowing nothing but poz loads. I ran my finger over my cock and scooped up the pre-cum leaking out. I was bringing it to my lips when I felt my Dad’s hand grab mine and pulling it to his mouth. “Give me your pre-fuck juice Son” I felt his mouth engulf my finger, sucking it like it was a skinny cock. The uncut guy reached over and scooped some of my pre-cum onto his finger and sucked it off, just like my Dad. “Fucking tastes like yours bud” The man stopped eating my ass and pushed his cock in my hole again, sliding all the way in and all the way out, over and over. I could hear a growl coming from him and knew he would not last much longer in my hole. “Never thought I would breed that hot ass that you strutted around campus, teasing the hell out of every man” he said. “you fucking overachieving whore” Fuck me, where did I know that voice from. I felt him slam his body against the wall, as his cock start to shoot deep inside my hole adding his cum to the rest. The thought of not knowing if I was getting more poz cum or not was a huge fucking turn on. Soon the pulse of his cock stopped and he pulled out. I fought the urge to look through the glory hole to see who it was. “Hot as fuck is right Dad” I said turning to him, watch him pull off his cock. “Got a load?” I asked him “Switching” I watched him and the uncut man switch cocks, fuck it was hot the just slid back on the new cocks, using each other’s ass juices as lube. I felt fingers playing with my hole through the glory hole. I closed my eyes as I felt them enter me. The new man pushed in two fingers, then three and then four, ramming them in and out. I wanted to scream out just give me your fucking cock, but didn’t. He removed his fingers, leaving empty and wanting to filled. I felt his hard cock rubbing up and down my hole, slowly moving, wetting the head with cum. I balanced myself on my knees and reached back spreading my ass open more. He positioned his cock head at my hole and pushed in, driving deep. I moaned again, I felt full as his cock spread open my ever loosening hole. Even with soreness setting in, I felt pleasure. He slowly moved his cock in and out of my hole. Steadily fucking me. I turned and watched Dad slam his ass back against the wooden wall, fucking himself on the cock sticking through the glory hole. Harder and harder Dad pushed back against the wall, until he pushed all the way back and held his ass against it. “Getting bred Son” he said smiling at me. The cock inside my hole was still steadily pumping in and out, working the ridge of it’s head against the muscles of my loose hole. “NEXT” Dad yelled as to signal anyone on the public side of the glory hole he was ready for the next anon cock. I watched as he braced himself, knowing that a cock had just entered his hole. “Oh yeah, fuck me hard bud” Dad said as he began moving back and forth on the new cock. Sounds of fucking and sucking echoed through the basement, while the smell of cum, piss and musk infused with the heated air. “Going to get loaded up Son, so I can squat over your mouth and feed you cum from my hairy ass!” Dad said. The cock inside my ass grew thicker and harder, giving me the sign it was going to shoot it’s load deep into my hole. I licked my lips, knowing that I was going to be flooded with more cum. One strong push in and the flood began. I could feel pulse after pulse of seed shooting into me. He pulled out and within seconds another cock stabbed at my hole, sliding in deep this time with almost no effort. “Your first black cock Son.” Dad said, “Hold on tight I have had that cock before and he fucks hard and long” My cock oozed pre-cum knowing that this cock had fucked and breed my Dad. Such a fucking turn on. It drove deep inside me. I still wondered how Dad knew what cock was fucking his Son’s ass. Was these anon fucks pre-arranged. Those thoughts quickly left my mind, as the black did started to pull in and out my hole. The cock would pull completely out of my hole, only to be shoved deep into me seconds later. This punch fuck attack continued for what seemed like for ever. Looking over at Dad, I could see him lost in a world of pleasure as his hard cock jumped up and down between his legs as he was fucked. Pre-cum was hanging from the head and almost touching the floor. I wanted to taste it, I wanted to suck every drop out of that piss slit. I watched Dad push back against the wooden wall, getting fucked and taking loads. “Good boy pussy” I heard grunted though the wall, “Gonna give you a highly toxic load Boy” My cock jumped knowing that this man was advertising his poz load and I was going to get it. His cock roughly punched my used hole, deeper and deeper. I jumped when he hit deep inside me. “Don’t pull off Boy, so fucking close” he said He continued to fuck me harder and deeper, until he pushed in deep and stayed there. Grunting and groaning as his piss slit opened and his toxic load invaded my used hole. I tried to squeeze my ass around his cock to milk out every drop, but my hole had been fucked so much by thick cocks, there wasn’t much pressure. “Clean it Boy” he said pulling out of my ass. I flipped around positioning my mouth at the glory hole. I closed my eyes and opened wide. I felt the cock pass through my mouth, gently sliding against my lips. It was slick with cum and the juices from my well fucked hole. I closed my lips around the black cock and lick and sucked. It began to move in and out of my mouth. Fingers began to feel around my hole, sliding in and out. The black cock soften and popped out of my mouth. He pulled away and I turned to back my ass against the hole again, waiting for the next cock to arrive. Time continued to pass, as the fucking continued. I lost count of how many anon cocks and loads I had taken through the glory hole, as well as how many Dad had. The third glory hole had seen many men presenting their holes to be fucked so I didn’t even try to concentrate on them. I knew it was getting late in the night, but I wanted more, more cock, more cum, and more disease.

Dad’s Basement Part One OFF LIMITS !!!! That’s how it always was, no one had access to the basement except Dad. Growing up I used to imagine that he was a mad scientist and it was his laboratory where he conducted hair raising experiments. As I got older, my thoughts changed - was it his private gym - he was built, but I knew he went to a gym early in the morning - hell I even went with him quite a few times. My mind always wondered, but I never had the chance to go down —— until now. Here it was my eighteenth birthday, I was home alone, which was the norm since Mom ran off with some man she met on the internet when I was starting my teen years and has not been heard from since. It was when I was heading to the kitchen to get my breakfast, that I saw it. The basement door was open, not wide open, but just enough to know someone could go down there. Stomach be damned, my curiosity was strong than my hunger at this point. I had to see what was down there. “Dad, are you home?” I yelled. No response. I made my way to the laundry room, which accessed the garage and saw that his truck was gone. My stomach groaned - not from hunger, but nerves. I made my way through the house, looking for my Dad. I wanted to make sure I was home alone. I was still scared of getting caught in the “forbidden basement.” He was no where to be found in the house, but that doesn’t mean he wasn’t hiding some where. Fuck I can’t believe I would think that my own Dad would set me up. I had to make sure. Grabbing my cell, I dialed Dad’s number, he quickly answered after one ring, was he waiting for this call. Was this a set up? “Morning Squirt, what’s up?” he said. Squirt - the nickname he knew I hated, yet called me that when it was just the two of us. “Dad, do you want me to do the yard today?” I asked “It’s your birthday and you want to do yard work? We can do it this weekend, together. Any more silly questions or can I get back to my work so I can be home on time?” he replied. “Yeah, are you coming home early or what, like you said it is my birthday.” “Right now, Squirt, it looks like normal time. Got any other pressing questions?” “Nah, I’m good” I replied. "Bye, Dad.” I hung up and quickly made my way to the basement door. In my mind I expected it to be closed and locked, thinking it was all a trick of my mind. Without knowing it I held my breathe as I made my way to the door, only to slowly release it seeing that the door was still a jar. Nervously, I slowly pushed the door open, exposing the darkened stairs which lead to the mysterious basement below. I squinted my eyes to see if I could see anything in the darkness below. Nothing! That first step was the hardest, I had always known I was not allowed down here, but with finding the door opened I could not help but break the rule. I felt the way to see if I could find a switch to illuminate the mystery, nothing. Another what the fuck? I slowly descended the stairs until I was at the bottom. The nerves in my stomach were twitching so bad that I thought I was going to throw up. I was frozen to the floor, as my hands explored the walls, searching for a light switch. It wasn't long until I found one. I closed my eyes and flipped it, as I thought “let there be light.” At that moment, I wondered if this is really what I wanted. Did I want to know my Dad’s secret? I slowly opened my eyes, finding the room flooded with a red light. The walls were darkly painted and if I were to guess they were black. There was symbols painted on they walls with phrases under them. The one that was the biggest and stood out the most was a circle like symbol, that I had seen somewhere before, but did not know where, and had the phrase under it that said “TOXIC FOR LIFE” Else where there were sayings like “no load refused,” “Seed belongs in holes,” and “gifting is the way” - and more. I didn’t under stand. I slowly moved inwards, noticing a leather pad hanging from chains in one corner, two padded “saw horses” in the middle of the room. What the fuck is this place, I thought. It’s not a gym, because I have never seen equipment like this. As I made my way back, I saw that tucked under the stairs was an open shower area, with white tiles and three heads and two drains. I still didn’t understand. I passed out of that room and into another. The room was painted just like the other, with more phrases. The only different was the symbol, this time there was a huge scorpion on the wall, freaky as shit and ugly as hell. Under the big scorpion was shelves with little brown bottles on them, as well as what looked like plastic bottles filled with a clear liquid. I racked my mind trying to figure out what this shit was and what it was used for. From where I was standing there was a darkened opening to my left and one to my right, leading off to who knows where and what. Being adventurous, I went to the left, it was dark inside so I felt my way. I bumped into the a wall in front of me, but felt an opening to my right, so I turned and continued. I bumped and turned many times again. Shit this was some kind of maze. I panicked, I tried to remember which way I turned and went. What if I get trapped in here and Dad finds me here. I turned and moved, finding relief when I found the opening to get out. I have to be more careful. I discovered nothing with that adventure, so I decided to head to the other opening I went across the room and into through the other opening to find a wall blocking me, but with openings on the left and right. I went left only to find that this lead me to a room with another wall that went completely across the room. I walked to my right keeping a distance from the new wall with my hand on the wall that I first came to. I saw that there was three holes in the wall, which allowed light to come through. I gathered my courage and crossed the room to the middle hole, to discover that the hole came up to about my crotch. I slowly squatted down and looked through the hole - only to see the outside door to the left, which was letting in the light from out side through the frosted windows. I didn’t understand any of this. I went back out and look around the big room again, I failed to notice more shelves holding more brown bottles and plastic squeeze bottles. In each corner was a TV, hung high near the ceiling. As I got back to the stairs, I realized there was another opening on the wall with the light switch. It was still dark inside, so I reached around inside trying to find the new room’s light switch. A musty smell invaded my nostrils, rousing my curiosity, as well as my cock. Why was I turned on by this smell. Moments later I found the switch and found this room was a locker room. The lockers formed a square in the center, yet none were on the outer walls. Entering I found why. There were hundreds of used jocks nailed to the wall with pictures under them. The jocks were stained, some a bright yellow, some creamy, some very dark yellow. I lifted one of the jocks to look at the picture. It was of a naked man who’s cock was hard as a rock, my guess the owner of the jock. I lifted the picture up, to find a name, date, and what looked like a code - numbers mixed with three letters in the middle. Looking around I could see that three walls were almost covered with jocks. The fourth was bare. At this point I wanted out of the basement. I had so many questions, yet I found that I didn’t want to seek the answers to them. Switching off the lights I made my way I back upstairs, climbed them and put the basement door like I found it. My mind was racing - what the fuck was that shit downstairs and what did it all mean. Confused, I wanted answers, but again I didn’t. Was I really suppose to see this? Did Dad make a mistake? I went to my room, grabbed my laptop, determined to find out what all this was, even if it took all day. I logged in and had an email from my Dad pop up on my desk top. It’s subject line was “BASEMENT” - I forgo my searching to read this. It read: Squirt, I left the basement open for you today. It is time you found out what the secret is. It was after your call that I knew you were going to head down there. So here is what I do down there. I SUCK DICK, GET MY DICK SUCKED, FUCK ASS AND GET MY ASS FUCKED. I can only put it bluntly. Yes, son I am a faggot, cocksucker, or if you want me to be pc - I am gay. I built the basement as a sex club for men like me. We get together as much as possible to have sex. There is a sling hanging from the ceiling, fuck benches, a maze with glory holes, and a glory hole wall to suck cock from people not in our “Club.” I have well stocked it will lube and poppers (you snort to get a rush - not drugs), the TV’s are for porn. I am sure you are wondering what are on the walls. Son, we are a Poz Fuck Club, each of the members is HIV positive and each man enjoys passing his strain to others. We do not let loads of cum go to waste - we swallow and we breed. The jocks and pictures are of men who had been converted by our club members. I know this may shock you, that your Dad is a toxic cock slut, but after discovering what you were watching on line, I thought it was time for you to know, learn and maybe join in (this part makes my cock hard) Don’t be embarrassed - I want you to be open about sex even with me. I will be open with you. We will talk more when I get home. Happy Birthday Son Love ya, Dad I read the email over and over. He knew what I watched on line. I was so scared that if he ever discovered my secret, it would either scare him or anger him, not turn him on. I needed to talk my mind off him and the basement until he got home. So I headed to the living room to watch movies until he got home.

Dad’s Basement - Part Four As the week went on Dad taught me more and more about man to man raw sex, although it wasn’t physical, I knew that would change once the weekend arrived. Dad didn’t hold back when it came to my new sexual education, the more twisted and perverted the harder his cock got, and well, mine too. As each day past, my anticipation grew. I wondered if this would be the day that Dad popped my cherry, but it wasn’t and soon it was Friday. “Morning Son,” Dad said, as he slapped his hard cock against my forehead. “Morning." “Tonight is a big night for you. I have left you something on the table. You know what you need to do today for tonight,” he said, tucking his hard cock inside his pants. “Yes, Daddy.” “We both have to be ready for tonight,” he said. "See you about two this afternoon, Son.” With that he left, leaving me in my bed with my morning hard on which I slowly stroked under the covers, only to return saying “Son, quit playing with your cock. In fact don’t touch the fucker until I tell you. Not even to piss.’ “Fuck” I said, but it was too late. He was gone. Slowly I got out of bed, thinking pissing is going to be interesting and messy today as I headed down to the kitchen to see what he had left me. Wasn’t hard to find, he had propped a new jock in its packaging up against a huge black fake dick. Seeing this caused me to smile. Written on a post it was a note which read 'Wear this all day. Mark it as yours'. I opened the new jock and stepped into it. My hard cock tented the material of the pouch out. It was going to be a long day of getting ready for tonight in the basement, so I had to do what Dad had told me to do in order to be ready. Dad came home a little after two to find me seated on the floor in my jock which was still tented outwards by my hard cock and now stained yellow from piss. "Damn, that’s fucking hot, Son,” Dad remarked with pleasure. “Thanks,” I replied with a grin. We both did our thing to prepare for the night's activities, and were ready about 6:00 PM. I was in the kitchen leaning against the counter in my nasty jock when Dad came in. No words were spoken as he opened the basement door and disappeared into the darkness. I quickly moved towards the door and then down the stairs until I bumped into Dad at the bottom. My pouch inadvertently rubbed against his ass. “Easy Son. There will be time for that shortly.” I could hear movement already in the basement, yet it was completely dark. I began to think that the darkness was messing with my mind, until Dad hit the light switch and there in the middle of the room was eight nude men, each man's cock obscenely hard and pointing directly at me. Some of the men I recognized, while others were new to me. Dad turned to me, gabbed my upper arms in his fists and announced “Tonight Son, each of these men, will fuck and seed your neg hole. The goal is to convert you.” “Does that include you Dad?” I asked. “FUCK YEAH” he firmly declared, adding “I will be the first and the last in the first part of tonight's conversion party." My cock got harder in my pouch. I could not believe it. Tonight Daddy was going to take my virgin cherry as well as my disease cherry. My hole twitched as I looked at the men in the room and the hard man cocks. Never one to waste time, Dad pulled me into the locker room, where he pulled down my jock, freeing my hard cock. He positioned me on the empty wall, as another man stepped forward with a camera, his hard cock bouncing as he moved. I saw a flash and then I was pulled in a new direction. Fuck these twisted fuckers were in a hurry. I lost my jock in the locker room, not really caring if I ever saw it again. Then I was taken back to the first room. A fuck bench had been moved to the middle of the room. My heart was pounding and I felt my legs getting weak, the excitement was getting to be too much. It was obvious what was intended. I climbed on the bench, both my holes exposed for easy access. I felt my arms and legs being tied to the bench as my torso. With what was about to happen, these men wanted me to stay in place. Rough hands roamed my body, my ass was slapped over and over, nipples pinched, my cock jacked and balls squeezed. I felt one cock after another slap my face while other men spat in my face. I closed my eyes, hoping this was not a dream. I wanted this. A hot breathe in my ear asked “You want this Son?” It was my Daddy. I nodded in affirmation. “Not good enough, Son.” “Yes.” “You want Daddy and his friends to fuck you, to shoot their poz loads in your hole, to gift you their disease?” “FUCK YES DADDY! Fuck me, poz me, convert me.” “Good boy,” he said as the other men grunted in approval. My ass was spread wide by two men, as something rough was pushed into my hole. It hurt like hell as it passed through my clenched hole. I could feel scratching inside my hole as this object moved in and out of me. As my mind tried to get my mouth to object to this invasion in my hole, my cock jumped and leaked over powering my mind. Then the object was abruptly withdrawn, causing my hole to clinch shut in pain. Tears welled-up in my eyes, which I fought to stop. Again I felt breath in my ears announcing “Your fuck hole is ready Son.” My Dad was displaying a bloody toothbrush for my inspection. Standing up, he stroked his cock and handed the tooth brush to a tattoo covered man with a big uncut cock. Hands were still exploring my body, teasing and torturing me. My ass was burning from all the slaps. “Men, Let the games begin," Dad announced, asking me "Are you ready for Daddy’s cock, Son?” I felt Dad’s cock head rub up and down my crack. My legs were shaking from fear as well as excitement, knowing my Dad was going to take both my cherries right now. His head teased me over and over, until he grabbed my hips, and thrust his cock head into my hole. It resisted at first, but with consent pushing and the slapping of my ass checks from other men, it open and his cock plunged deep into my hole. The pain was intense. I screamed as he continued to push deeper and deeper, until he was balls-deep. He continued to press against my ass with his body, holding me to him as I tried to pull away and fight my bindings. The men all around grunted in approval of my Dad's assault on my ass. Some liquid was flowing freely down my crack and onto my balls. Dad pulled his cock out slowly, allowing me to feel every vein on his shaft, until only his head was inside my broken hole. Without warning he thrust back into my hole, doing this over and over. The pain continued with each thrust of his cock, but slowly diminished, until it was replaced with pleasure. My grunts of pain, turned to moans. “He’s fucking enjoying it now,” someone observed, adding “I can’t wait to shove this uncut cock into that used broken boy hole and let him feel that extra cock skin.” Someone else commented “Fuck, I have a week's worth of cum churning in my balls for this boy," and yet another "Conversion is almost certain for your boy.” Dad continued to fuck my hole, increasing his rhythm, balls bouncing off my ass. I could hear him grunting like a wild animal. His breathing was getting faster and faster too. I knew it would not be long until his poz load would be shooting into my wrecked hole, and I was right. “Here it comes Son. Daddy is going to corrupt you, convert up, fuck you up,” he exclaimed in triumph as he pushed in deep as his cock started shooting its toxic load out of the piss slit, which was accompanied by the declaration “Daddy is pozzing your boy pussy!” I could feel his cock jump. I could feel his cum shooting inside hitting the sensitive walls of my ass. Once done, he abruptly withdrew, which left my ass leaving me feeling empty, but not for long. Another cock head was breaching my hole, filling me up again, driving in balls-deep as the new man gripped my hips. I closed my eyes. This time the pain was less and was quickly replaced with pleasure. “Good job Son” my Dad said in my ear, “look at Daddy’s cock.” I opened my eyes to see my Dad’s semi hard cock in front of me. It was red with blood, mixed with cum. I could not believe his magnificent tool had been in my hole. “Clean my cock, Son.” With out hesitating I opened my mouth and he pushed it in. I licked and suck on his cock, tasting my blood and his cum, knowing that it was the second poz cum load he had given me, but the first one up my pussy. The man behind me continued to fuck my hole. His cock wasn't as thick as Dad’s but it was almost as long, didn’t really matter though, he knew how to fuck and please a hole, and it wasn't long before he rammed his cock deep inside and shot his load. Another poz load in my hole. Fuck, I was getting into this. I wondered how many loads I would get. He pulled out my used hole and laughed, saying "Damn, after only two cocks, look how that hole gapes!” Even if I couldn't see what he was talking about, after having been fucked by two cocks in rapid sequence, I could feel not only were my ass lips puffy, my hope was gaping open. The ventilation in the basement was causing slight drafts, and the air blowing across my hole caused it to wink a bit, but still stayed open. Shivers ran up my spine, and straight to my cock, causing it to jump more and leak more. I was surprised I hadn't yet shot my load. “Ready for a new sensation Boy? Uncut cock. Lots of skin.” I felt the cock slide in deep. The new man held it there, then slowly pulled out. I could feel the skin moving as the cock moved. I moaned. With only one thrust and pull out I knew I was hooked on uncut cock. He wasn’t going to continue to bring me pleasure this was about him, so he grabbed my hips and began to fuck me harder and harder, but the uncut cock and rough fuck only made me moan loader. “Your Boy is a fucking natural,” my latest fucker announced as he continued fucking with gusto. I was to occupied with getting fucked to hear any replies, but I felt another cock poking at my mouth so I sucked it in, cleaning it off, tasting my ass, my blood, my Dad’s cum and his cum. I wanted poppers but none were ever presented to me. Soon the uncut man rammed in and began shooting. Pulling out he was replaced by another cock. This was done over and over for several hours. Each man had shot his poz load into my well-used hole. I had no idea how long I was tied there, taking each man’s poz cock and cum up my hole. I did know, however, I was fucked by each one, starting with my Dad, and, as promised, to be concluded by my Dad. “Time for the cock that made you again, boy.” I felt Dad’s big cock, easily slid into my hole. I moaned as I was sore from the earlier fucks, but the slickness of all the poz loads reduced the pain and increased the pleasure, although there was no escaping the fact that the torn tissues in my ass were a source of substantial pain. Dad, however, was not concerned with my discomfort, he was focused on getting off and ensuring my conversion. He fucked my hole with fast jerking movements in and out of my hole, until he changed the motion to long strokes. I could feel his cock head sliding in deep, hitting my prostate with each thrust. “Going to fuck that last neg load out of you, Son.” I could feel someone holding my cock, slowly jacking it. I knew I would not last long with Dad fucking my hole and someone jacking me. I bit my lip to hold of on shooting until I couldn’t hold it any more. My cock start to shoot, my ass muscles would contracted around Dad’s cock. “Oh FUCK BOY!” my Dad yelled, “your hole is squeezing Daddy’s cock, gonna poz you again, can’t hold it.” With that he slammed balls deep into me and shot, as the man finished milking my cock. Still breathing heavy Dad, pulled out and slapped my ass check with appreciation, praising me saying “Good boy, Son, but it isn't over. Ten poz loads is only the beginning.” I was lifted off the fuck bench, held up by two men, one on each side. I looked down to see with cocks hard as rocks. Grins came across their faces. “That was just part one Boy” one of the men explained, adding “Part two is the mind fuck.”

Dad’s Basement - Part Six I watched Dad leave the glory hole area and head out, so I followed. Glancing behind me I saw two other men take our places at the holes, one was already sucking on a cock and the other was pushing his ass on the cock sticking through the second vacant hole. I followed Dad into the next room, his hairy ass looked so good. The fur was matted down sticking to his bouncing cheeks. I lowered my gaze to see the fur on his inner thighs were also matted. It was so fucking hot. “Hungry, Son?” he asked. “Yes. Daddy!” “Good, get on you back and open wide.” Immediately obeying, I dropped to the floor, my back on the cold basement tile. Dad stepped up, positioning his feet on each side of me. I watched as his hairy ass slowly lowered getting closer and closer to my face. As it lowered, his crack opened, exposing the cum covered fur and his hole. My hand instantly went for my cock. “Leave it,” he ordered. I dropped my hard cock, allowing it to rest on my stomach. I reached up and braced my hands, one on each ass cheek, spreading them wider. I stuck my tongue out and made contact with his hole. I could taste the cum on it. I swirled my tongue around the hole, then pushed it inside. As I entered a small amount of cum dropped out, landing on my tongue. I swallowed it instantly and went back for more. I licked up and down his cum filled crack and around his hole. Savoring the poz cum from the men in the basement. “Suck it out, Son!” I didn't hesitate. I placed my lips against his ass and started sucking. He was pushing his hole open, helping me get to the cum easier. I sucked harder and harder, each time being rewarded with cum as my cock leaked cum onto my stomach. I felt a hand pull it up, pointing straight up. I didn’t even look to see who it was. All I knew was someone was sitting on my hard cock. I could feel him riding my dick, working his ass up and down my cock. I squeezed my ass, but still let the bottom control the ride, especially as I was pre-occupied with my Dad's ass. An amazing amount of cum was lodged in Dad's hole - as I sucked and tongued his ass lips, more and more cum flowed out. I eagerly swallowed it down, always going back for more. “Does Daddy’s ass taste good boy?” I could only muffle a response. The man riding my cock was increasing speed. I could feel his cock and balls bouncing off my body each time he hit bottom. My balls were drawing up more and more, I knew that I would not be able to hold out much longer. I was going to shoot a load deep in his ass, whether it was poz or neg was still in question, but I was definitely going to give him a load. I still had my tongue in Dad’s ass as my balls pulled up completely, and began shooting my boy cum deep into the man’s hole. I moaned loudly into my Dad’s ass. The man still was riding my cock as it shot inside him. As my shooting subsided, I reached out and put my hands on his thighs, signaling him to stop. I was getting sensitive. He dropped down on my now softening cock, trying to keep it inside him, as Dad stood up allowing me to see who was riding me. It was the tattooed, uncut cock man. He just smiled at me when I saw him. "Son, this is Garrett. He has taken a liking to your cock!” “Fuck yeah, nothing like boy cock,” Garrett added. He bent down coming face to face with me. I could smell dick and piss on his breath. Grabbing my head with both of his hands, he locked lips with me, then stuck his tongue in me, kissing me as Dad watched from above. “Don’t worry, skin here likes your holes too.” Garrett said pointing to his uncut cock. After a moment of kissing he stood up, my soft cock dropped out of his hole, dripping cum on me from his hole. Garrett moved on to another area of the basement. Having shot my load, I needed to piss, so I asked Dad where to piss, as there didn't seem to be a toilet in the basement. His eyes got wide as an evil grin grew on his face. Grabbing my arm he led me to the shower area tucked under the stairs. We passed Garrett, who was now fucking a hole while another man was eating his ass. We exchanged smiles as I walked by. Once in the shower area, Dad dropped to his knees in front of me. Looking up into my eyes, he took my soft cock in his hand instructing “Piss down my throat, Son.” Taking my cock head into his mouth, he held still, which was absolutely necessary as I really needed to piss, and didn't want an erection to take precedence. Finally my stream started, and once I got it going, there was no stopping it. I filled Dad’s mouth full, then felt him swallow. My piss flowed more, filling his mouth three more times each time he would swallow every drop. I couldn't believe my Dad was able to drink all my piss without spilling a drop. He stood up and grabbed the back of my head, pulling me towards him. I could feel his tongue licking me lips, then parted them searching for my own. Our lips touched, his beard stubble scratched at my smooth cheeks. I could taste my piss on his tongue. I pushed my tongue into his mouth, licking the inside tasting more and more of my piss. My hands rubbed his furry muscles. “Thirsty, Son?” Dad asked. I dropped to my knees, coming face to face with Dad’s cock. It was only semi hard, but still was impressive in size. I gently lifted his cock to my mouth, only taking in the head of it in. “Don’t move. I need to stay soft to piss, Son.” I knelt very still, waiting for his hot piss to being to flow. His breathing slowed as I felt a slight jerk in his cock, as the flow began. “Swallow.” I swallowed, trying to keep up with the yellow liquid filling my mouth. Dad sensed he was going too fast and grabbed his cock to slow the flow. Once my mouth was empty he started again, I concentrated on keeping up. The piss flowed and flowed, as I swallowed. I felt my stomach expand as it filled up. The strong stream then became a trickle, until it stopped and I was just kneeling there with his cock head in my mouth. Dad grabbed me under the arm pits and pulled me up to my feet with the complement "I'm proud of my boy. He's on his way to being a man just like his Dad.” I looked around to see a lot of the men were in the locker room. I could hear their voices but could not make out what they were saying. The night was coming to an end. Apparently Dad understood as much as he instructed “Get to your room. I'll join you shortly.” With that I went up the stairs, turning back to see my Dad’s hairy ass heading into the locker room. Naked, I went right to my room, I discovered that it was 3:00 A.M. Damn time flies when you are fucking and sucking. I flopped down on my bed, reached around to my hole. It was sticky with cum and puffy. I could only imagine how red it was. I closed my eyes as I ran my fingers around the edge, feeling my used hole. I was fading fast, sleep was coming.

Dad’s Basement - Part Seven I was almost asleep when I felt someone climb into bed with me. Opening my eyes, I discovered it was Dad. He turned me on my side and moved in behind me. His head was next to mine, his mouth near my ear. He started to lick it, then bit my lobe gently. This sent chills through my body. His hand was around my cock, gently stroking it. It was slowly responding, inching back to life. “Daddy’s hard, Son.” I reached back and felt his rock hard cock. I wrapped my fingers around it and slowly stroked it from base to head. “Need your hole, Son.” He inched closer to me, lifting my one leg up, exposing my puffy hole. He licked his finger, then rubbed my hole, wetting it. “Let me just put the head in, Son.” I aimed his big cock at my hole, rubbing it against it, feeling the pre-cum slicking up the skin. “Slide it in, Son.” Dad's voice was all but pleading for me to take his big hard cock again in my hole. Placing his cock head into position, I pushed back so his head was pressuring my puckered ring. Again Dad noted "It's so hard, Son.” Taking the cue, I pushed back more, feeling more of the tip enter me. The soreness increased from the pressure of his cock head. His chest pressed more against my back. “Pop Daddy’s head in, Son.” I pushed back more allowing my hole to stretch more over his cock head. Slowly my hole sucked in the swollen head of his cock, popping over the ridge. “Hot, damn, Son!” Dad moaned as I pulled forward again, pulling my hole against the raised ridge of his cock, teasing him. His rebuke was immediately forthcoming: “Stop teasing Daddy, Son.” I pushed back taking about an inch of shaft into my hole. Daddy moaned "I can't take this, Son.” So naturally I pushed back more, which enabled about two inches more of his shaft to slip into my hole, then pulling forward until just his head was inside. With every move, the soreness increased. “Take all of Daddy!” I slowly rocked back and forth, just moving just millimeters on his cock, rubbing my puffy hole near the ridge of his cock head. His breathing turned shallow, increasing in rhythm. Dad’s hand let go of my cock, moved to a flat position in my crotch hair. He pushed me back, trying to push my hole down his cock shaft as he begged "Please!" Taking a deep breath, I pushed all the way back onto his rock hard cock. His crotch hair pressed against my hole, he raised my leg higher, exposing my hole to the room. He slowly pulled out until he reached his cock head, then drove it deep inside me. He moved his arm from my crotch under me, positioning it on my chest. His cock slowly pounded my hole. I moved his hand to my mouth, where I sucked in one of his fingers, taking it down to the knuckle. Closing my eyes, I continued to suck as he fucked my sore hole. I moaned more and more as my Dad’s cock slid in and out of my hole. It was becoming very slick with the cum that was in me. I could hear sucking noising coming from my ass. Dad’s cock would pop out and then plunge back in. I could hear the air escaping from my hole with each plunge in. Dad’s chest was vibrating from the growling he was doing. He was lost in pleasure. His balls teased up more and more with his fucking, until he slide in completely, shooting his poz load deep inside me for the third time that night. I released his finger, grabbed his hand in mine as he lowered my leg. His cock still deep in my hole. Sleep came fast for both of us!

Dad’s Basement - Part Two I spent the day on the sofa, half watching movies to take my mind off what I saw in the basement and the other half thinking about it. I would catch myself playing with my cock through my shorts when my mind wondered to the basement. The thought of Dad and his buddies fucking and sucking seemed to leave my cock harder than I had ever before experienced, and the thought they were (I imagined) playing in the basement even while I was sleeping upstairs somehow made the vision even more enticing. Still, one would have thought I would have heard my Dad come home, or at least the garage door go up and his diesel truck pulling inside, but nope: I was lost in thought, my hand inside my shorts wrapped around my hard cock when Dad's voice awoke me out of my day dream. “Wow, Son that’s quite a greeting for your old man!” Dad said when he saw me. “Dad!” I yelled, slapped back to reality and jerking my hand out of my shorts. “Anything interesting happen today, Son?” Dad asked coyly. “Well, let’s see. I found out that my Dad likes cock - every which way he can get it, has a sex club in our basement, and likes to spread his disease to others,” I said. "Other than that it was a quiet day.” “Yeah Son, I am a pig, a toxic pig, who loves to give into the most deviant sexual pleasure imaginable, and I am not ashamed to do.” “It’s okay Dad, I think it’s hot.” “Hot, huh? Like when you spy on your old man and jack your cock as I shower or stroke my cock in bed?” I had to smile as I nodded 'yes'. “It’s okay Son. I have no issue with any of that. Fuck, it was a turn on knowing you jack your boy cock watching me,” Dad remarked, adding “See?” I looked down at the front of his jeans, his hard cock was straining against the denim. I stood up, which allowed Dad to see my shorts were tented by my own very hard cock. “Does knowing what we do in the basement turn you on, Son?” “Definitely, Dad.” “Good, but I need to know if the full range of our activities turns you on, or is there some component of our sessions leave you uncertain or even afraid?" “The HIV component, Dad, scares me, yet it also excites me," I had to acknowledge. “Most boys your age have those mixed emotions. After conversion (or infected), sex becomes uninhibited, free from restraints of safety. That’s what we do in the basement: fuck free. There are times when we meet just to help a man break those restraints and become free. Understand?” “I think so. You take men who are not carrying HIV and give it to them?” “Yes. Some take it willingly and some don’t. Some want it and some don’t know they want it, but still get it.” As he gave this explanation Dad was rubbing his cock through his jeans, which rendered me even more excited. Our conversation was turning both of us on, and in fact I am fairly sure I could see his cock pulsate, even through his jeans, particularly when his palm caressed the his cock head. “Do the jocks and pictures nailed to the wall represent all of the men that you have infected?” “I didn’t infect them all, Son, but yes, they do represent the men who were infected by a member of the Club. That's our trophy wall It reminds us of who is carrying our virus.” Without thinking I started rubbing my cock, mimicking what Dad was doing to his. His eyes darted down, watching my hand. “Drop them Son,” he ordered. "Show Daddy.” Blindly obeying, I hooked my thumbs in the waist band of my shorts and pushed them to my ankles, where I stepped out of them. Standing upright again, my cock jumped up and down, finally resting pointing in front of me. “Grew up nicely there, Son,” Dad commented as he kicked off his work boots, unbuttoned his jeans and pushed them down to his ankles, stepping out of them. Standing straight up, he put his hands on his hips, allowing me access to view his crotch, this time with out spying. His cock was hard as a rock, pointing outward just like mine, but that is where the similarities stopped. His cock was at least nine inches long and almost as thick as a beer bottle. The head was massive and veins ran up and down it. I found myself wondering how I had managed to overlook these amazing details when I spied on him. His nut sac was smooth and hung low, with one ball higher than the other. When I looked up at his face there was an evil grin on it. “You like looking at that cock, Son?” I nodded slowly. “I like you looking at it.” I was mesmerized. The cock that made me was not six feet away, obscenely pointing at me, teasing me, and all I could do was to stare and slowly stroke my painfully hard cock. “That’s it Son, stroke your cock for your Daddy.” I watched as he bent down, slid his hand into the pocket of his jeans and pull out one of the brown bottles. Dropping his jeans, he moved to my side, his cock and balls bouncing with each step. My mind was focused on his cock and balls, so huge. He unscrewed the cap on the brown bottle, positioned it under one of my nostrils, pinched the other closed and urged “Inhale deeply, Son.” I did as he instructed, still stroking my boy cock. He switched nostrils and repeated his instruction. Again I complied. Almost instantly, I felt like I was flying, the sensations of my stroking intensified and my heart raced. My breathing was heavier. Dad’s hot breathe in my ear urged “Touch it Son, you know you want to. Feel the cock that made you!” I slowly moved my hand over to his cock. The closer I got, I could feel the heat rising from his dick. I closed my eyes and wrapped my fingers around it. It was hotter than I expected. And harder. Instantly I shot my load, out in front of me and unto the floor. “Good boy” Dad said with a smile. “I think you are ready for more. Let’s go to Daddy’s shower, Son. I have so much more to teach you before you join us in the basement.” He took off his shirt as he headed down the hall, his furry cheeks bouncing as he walked away. I pulled my shirt over my head and followed, like a little puppy.

For years I attended what was called a "gay men's gathering" which was a weekend event held at an old summer camp out in the woods. It was a great way to meet other gay men for community, friendship, and of course sex. The camp was pretty rustic, set on a quiet lake far from the closest town. The guys who went there were working class guys, back-to-the-earth old time hippies, artists- definitely not the city gay bar crowd. I found it very relaxing and low stress. I starting going there with a boyfriend, and had made a bunch of great friends there. I stopped going regularly when my boyfriend and I broke up, but I would still manage to get there every couple of years or so. Last year I was there again after a year and a half away. I parked my car and walked over to the main lodge where the registration was. I got onto the porch, put down my bags, and reached for the door. Just as I grabbed the handle, the door opened. A man came out- a very good looking guy. He almost walked right into me. He looked familiar, but I wasn't sure. He said hello and I replied. He smiled and then I knew who he was. His name was Jeff. He used to be a regular there. He was one of the popular guys, very handsome, great body, and always seemed very easy with sex. He was the kind of guy other men wanted, and he always knew it. He was still very handsome, but with rough edges now. But to me that made him even more handsome. He didn't seem to know me, and I wasn't surprised. But he held the door open for me and followed me back in the lodge. I registered, and Jeff grabbed my arm. He said hardly anyone was there yet, and told me to come bunk in the same cabin he was in. I guess he wanted company. We walked up a hill to the cabin, and only one bed was claimed- his. I told him my name- Connor. He told me to grab the bed next to his- fine with me. He helped me spread out my sleeping bag and put things away, then he gave me a huge hug. It felt really nice, and it seemed a little sexual. The weekend was off to a great start for me. He wanted to go for a walk. It was early afternoon, so there was all kinds of time for a walk. We followed the paths around, chatting and enjoying the trees and lake views. The cabins were set up in clusters around larger main cabins. We turned a corner and walked towards one of these clusters. The central cabin here was beautiful. No one was staying in the area. Jeff said he wanted to check out this cabin, so we went inside. There was a huge fieldstone fireplace. The roof had skylights. It looked like the kind of place it would be great to live in. There was a large table that had been pushed against the wall. I went over to look out the row of windows the table was up against. All of a sudden I felt his arms around me from the back. He turned me around and started to kiss me and grope me. I got hard instantly. He pressed up against me and I could feel he was hard too. He pushed me back against the table, dropped to his knees, and opened up my shorts. He stared eagerly at my throbbing cock. He pushed my shorts completely down and pulled my feet up out of them. He grabbed my hips and stuck his tongue out until it caught the drop of precum that had formed. "Hmmmm... that tastes good," he whispered. Then he swallowed my cock all the way. His mouth felt so good! It had been a few weeks since I had had any sexual contact at all. He played me like an instrument, bringing me to the edge more than once with that hot mouth and tongue. We were both moaning and grunting like animals. All of a sudden he stopped and stood up. He pushed me back onto the table and lifted my legs up. He then licked and sucked my balls, and then traced his tongue down towards my hole. I was squirming and moaning while he ate my ass. He must have been starving for ass. I was in heaven. Then he stood up and moved his big hard cock to my open, eager hole. He looked down into my eyes as though he was silently asking for my permission. I didn't say a word, but reached down and pulled my ass cheeks apart. He almost smiled, and started to press his dick into me. My hole was sloppy from his spit, but it still went in a bit rough. He got just the head into me, and whispered, "You have any lube?" I shook my head no, but I pushed against his cock and whispered, "Fuck me!" He slowly pressed into me another inch. It hurt a bit, but I wanted this bad. I pressed back, and he pushed in a little more. It hurt, but I didn't care. Here was this beautiful man I and everyone else had lusted after for years. He had never noticed me, but here he was now with his dick inside me. He was about halfway in me and he stopped, letting my hole adjust. After a minute or so I squeezed my hole around that cock. He moaned loudly when I did that. "I love your ass, baby! Do that again!" he cried out. So I did. I squeezed his dick tightly, and as soon as I relaxed he pushed in slow and steady all the way. Damn! It hurt, but it felt wonderful at the same time. He held his cock there all the way in while my body reacted. I was gasping and whimpering a little, but finally my hole adjusted. He reached down and pinched my nipples. That made my hole twitch, and I squeezed his cock again. He took that as a signal- he pulled out slowly almost all the way, then just as slowly pushed back in. He kept up those slow deep strokes. I cried out again "Fuck me! Fuck me hard!" And he did. He gave me the fuck of my lifetime. He reamed me out good, finding every corner and massaging my prostate. He kept this up for a good long time, and my cock was leaking. I reached down to stroke my cock, but he pushed my hands away. He grabbed my wrists and held them down on the table while his thrusts came fast and furious. "I'm getting close! You want this load, don't you Connor?" Hearing him say my name almost made me shoot. I didn't say anything, and he asked me again. "You want this load? Tell me you want it!" I nodded yes emphatically. "Tell me, baby. Tell me you want it and tell me where you want it!" I hissed out, "Yes! Yes! Give me your load! Plant that load deep inside me!" He grunted and pushed his cock in all the way and kept it there. I could feel his cock shooting inside my hole. He grunted with every pulsing shot. He finished, and was breathing heavily as he lowered himself down on me. He kissed my neck and bit my shoulder, his hands still holding my arms down. He whispered into my ear, "I think you needed that, right? You wanted my load inside you, right? Tell me you wanted it." He seemed different all of a sudden, He had always been so confident and self assured, but here he was seemingly needing to hear me tell him it was OK. "Tell me," he whispered. I whispered back, "Yes, I wanted it. I love your cock inside me and I love your load in me." He sighed and seemed to relax a bit. We stayed that way, his body on mine and his cock still deep inside me. We then heard voices outside. It sounded like 3 or 4 guys were walking this way, chatting and laughing. Jeff stood up and put his cock back in his pants. He found my shorts and tossed them to me. He motioned to me to be quiet, and he peeked out the window. I put my shorts on and peeked out, too. There were 4 men just walking past the cabin. They had no idea what had just gone on, and they kept walking past. Jeff said quietly to himself, "Why did that asshole have to come this weekend?" "Who do you mean?" I asked. "Oh never mind. Just someone I don't get along with lately." He turned to me and smiled. He pulled me to him and gave me a big hug. "Thanks man. You have a great ass. I needed that for sure." "My pleasure, Jeff, believe me!" He said, "Damn, you didn't cum, did you? Well, save that up for next time, babe," and he gave me a deep, long kiss. "Let's go see who else has showed up, OK?" I couldn't stop smiling as we walked back to the lodge. I was thinking of that hot fuck I just got. More of this story to come...

Dad’s Basement Part Three Dad’s shower was open with multiple heads, like something you would see in a locker room, which made it easy to spy on him. I stood outside the shower area as he turned on the water for each head. His cock bounced as he moved alone the wall completing his task. The steam began to rise almost instantly, heating the air. I watched Dad step under on of the head, water began to run down his muscled frame, matting the body hair as he became wetter and wetter. It was like a dream watching him run his hands over his body, massaging his muscles. His hands explored every inch of his body, slowly running along the length of his cock and cupping his balls. My cock began to harden again as I watched the live shower scene of my Dad. He slowly turned his back to me. His hands began to move down the front of his thighs, causing him to bend over the lower his hands went down his legs. I watched his furry ass as he bent over. Once his hands were near his ankles, his furry crack opened, exposing his hole to me. It was so fucking hot. His hands moved to his ass checks and spread them open more, giving me a better view of his hole. I felt like I was frozen to the floor, as I watched his hands massage his cheeks then slowly move towards his crack. His fingers ran up and down the furry trench, teasing his hole and me. Unknowingly, I was doing the same to my crack, my fingers were sliding up and down my own crack, teasing my self. It was pleasure I had never experienced before. Each time my fingers hit my hole, my cock jumped. “Step into my parlor, Son.” I stepped in and joined my Dad under the shower heads. The hot water felt good on my body. I closed my eyes and put my head under the falling water. “Relax” was the only word spoken. One of Dad’s hands was pushing my forward on my upper back while the other was rubbing my lower back. He was bent of slightly, opposite of me, his fingers were lightly toughing my skin above my ass, slowly moving down. I bit my lip when the found the entrance of my crack and slowly work down. The first pass they just went over my hole, each finger dipping slightly in as they went over my puckered hole. Dad’s fingers stopped as they pasted upwards. This time he pushed his fingers into my pucker, just getting the tips in slightly, over and over. Each time he did this I would moan ever so silently. Grabbing some soap, he lathered up his fingers, then returned to my hole. With each push inwards his fingers invaded deeper and deeper into my virgin hole. The little bit of pain, turned to pleasure with each push inwards. I braced myself with my hands against the wall. “Daddy loves your boy pussy, Son” he said as he quickly moved behind me, pressing his furry muscled body against my back. His hard cock was laying in my crack and in my mind’s eye I could see it covering the whole length. He was slowly moving it up and down my crack, breathing on my neck. "Hard to keep from pushing my cock into your hole, fucking you good and seeding your hole, Son,” he said, “Restraining myself is hard. If I am to convert you, I have to do it correctly.” “Yes Daddy,” was all I could say. He turned me around, pulling me close again. This time our cocks were pressed together. Being slightly shorter than him, our eyes were inches apart, as well as our lips. I licked mine as I stared into his eyes. “Get on your knees, Son,” he said, putting his hands on my shoulders and pushing me down until his cock was in my face, adding “Taste your Daddy.” I opened my mouth as wide as possible and engulfed Dad’s big veiny cock, taking it as deep as possible. His hands moved to the back of my head, pushing gently. Placing my hands on his thighs as I moved back and forth on his cock, doing my best to take it further and further down my throat. Apparently that what Dad had in mind as he grunted a deep voice "Deeper Son, DEEPER.” I tried to take more and more of his cock into my mouth and throat as I went down on him, only to gag more and more. His hips began to thrust more and more towards my face, pushing more of his cock into my mouth and throat as he cooed “Relax Son, Daddy won’t hurt you.” I tried to relax but this was so new. His hands moved from the back of my head to the sides, holding me in place as he thrust his hips faster and harder towards my face. I felt his balls hit my chin as his cock inched deeper into my throat, until there was a pop. His cock slide into my throat and he pressed his crotch against my face, balls against my chin. “Good Boy," Dad again murmured, only to hold still for a moment, then only to pull out, and then resume face-fucking me. As he did so, spit shot out of my mouth, landing in his crotch hair and running down my chin. I focused my eyes upwards to see his chest heaving, his head thrown back while biting his lips as he teased me saying “Not much longer now Son.” I muffled a moaned as a response. I was in my own ecstasy. I had my Dad’s hard cock fucking my mouth. Tasting his pre-cum, a preview of the cum that was infected with his HIV. My hands were rubbing the wet furry thighs as my cock jumped a little as it stood between my thighs. “Hot fucking mouth Son. Can only imagine how good my cock would feel slipping in and out of your neg fuck hole,” he remarked. Again I replied with a muffled moan. “Want Daddy to shoot on your face or down your throat Son?” he asked. “faummmce” I replied. “Throat it is, Boy.” He pulled his cock out slightly as his piss slit opened. His poz cum shot out, landing on my tongue giving me a taste of my Dad’s toxic seed. After two shots, he pushed his cock all the way in and shot the rest of his load down my throat to my waiting stomach. I could feel the pulses of cum shooting against my tongue. “Fuck yeah, huge load,” Dad commented as the intensity and frequency of his cum shots decreased, finally stopping. Dad repeated withdrew himself, only to push back in, each time his cock softening on the down stroke. “Lick Daddy’s cock clean, Boy.” I did as he demanded, running my tongue all over his cock while it was inside my mouth. Once it popped out, I continued to lick it. My cock bounced as I licked his softening cock. He bent over, grabbing my chin in his hand, locking his eyes on mine and announced “Your first HIV load, Son.” Without touching myself I shot my load in the air. It was washed away with the hot water from the shower. "Soon you won’t be shooting neg loads, Boy.”

Just sent my neighbor twink home with two more loads in his ass. I can feel his inside me. I think I've got a new teen fuck buddy. Hopefully I'll turn him into a 100% barebacker in short order. I've got a lot of friends who would love to breed his ass.

Dad’s Basement - Part Eight I woke up late in the day. Dad was already arisen and had left my bed. My hole ached from all the fucking last night, to the point of pain when I moved. Carefully climbing out of bed, I set off to search for Dad. The house was quiet, sunlight pierced through the blinds, lighting the rooms. Dad was sitting in his chair, naked, legs spread wide, his big cock hung soft over his balls with the head almost touching the seat of his chair. He was sipping a cup of coffee. “Morning,” I said. “Almost evening, Son.” I shrugged, moving slowly towards the kitchen, gingerly nursing my aching hole. I could feel the dried cum breaking away from the skin on my thighs as I walked. In the kitchen I poured myself a cup of coffee, taking it back to the living room where Dad waited, easing myself into a seated position on the sofa. “Sore, Son?” “More like 'pain', Dad.” “I can call Doc and have him come check you out, if you'd like.” “Might not be a good idea with what happened last night.” “He’s cool.” With that Dad reached for his cell phone. I ignored him as he called the doctor. I just wanted to drink my coffee and then go for a hot shower, then maybe sleep after. I felt the warmth of the coffee hit my stomach and spread through out my body. “Son, Doc will be here in a couple of hours. Drink up, go get cleaned up inside and out. I know your hole is sore, but try.” “Okay, Daddy.” Taking my coffee I disappeared down the hall to the bath room, leaving Daddy alone and naked. After I had showered I felt quite refreshed, and I delicately cleaned-up my hole for the doc. The effort was painful but I mustered through it. When I returned to the living room, Dad was in his chair still naked, but looking as if he had also cleaned up. Not wanting to freak out the Doc, I had pulled on a pair of gym shorts. “Lose the shorts, Son," Dad recommended, adding "It ain’t like he hasn’t seen it all before.” My face went red, but I hooked my thumbs in my shorts, dropped them and stepped out. I flopped down on the sofa, looking at Dad with my 'what ever' face. “Don’t make that face, boy! I will redden your ass quick.” “Yes, Daddy.” Scarcely ten minutes later the door bell rang. I glanced at Dad, who grinned as he recommended “Don’t keep him waiting. He charges by the hour.” I got up and headed to the door. Holding the knob, I hesitated opening it until the bell rang again. I turned the knob and pulled, exposing my naked body to the Doc on the other side. I felt my face flush as he looked down at my cock and balls hanging down between my legs, then back up to my eyes. “Well, well, Matt you have grown and seem to still be growing,” Doc said. I was growing, my cock that is. It was filling with blood, slowly pointing up and up and up. Who's cock wouldn't grow when a muscle monster was at your door. I felt my face go flush and quickly stepped out of the way allowing Doc to enter. “I see I am over dressed here, Drew,” Doc said. Dad and I shared the name Matthew, but we each went by a different shorter version. “Nothing stopping you from changing that, Doc,” Dad replied. After shutting the door, I stepped just inside the living room. The Doc’s back was to me, but I could see that he was unbuttoning his shirt. His biceps bulged as he did. It wasn’t long until his shirt tail was pulled out of the waist of his pants, removed from his body and dropped to the floor. His back was covered in tattoos. I watched from behind as he stepped out of his shoes, kicking them over with his shirt. He lifted his legs to removed his socks, one leg at a time, causing the pants covering his ass to stretch tight. He looked over his shoulder at me, and grinned as he undid his belt, the button of his pants, then lowered his fly. He pushed his pants to his ankles, revealing his muscular ass in the process. His legs were massive tree trunks. He stepped out of his pants. He, like my Dad and I, was now naked. “So, Drew what brings me here today? You were very vague on the phone.” “Well, Doc to be completely honest, Matt joined the club last night.” “I see” replied Doc, “We need to make sure conversion happened. Or is it something else” “His hole.” What the fuck was happening? Doc seemed like what happened was normal, as if a Dad fucking his son and passing his disease is normal. I should acknowledge, however, that even as I was thinking this, I couldn’t take my eyes off the Doc’s ass. “Son, wipe the drool from your mouth,” Dad said, adding "There will be time for that later. Now, let Doc examine your hole.” Doc turned to give me a frontal view of his naked body. He was muscular just like Dad, just smooth. His cock was hanging low between his legs. On his right hip was a scorpion tattoo, black with a red cross in it. “Like my ass, boy?” Doc asked. "My cock is better!” I quickly smiled and looked away. Resuming, Doc said "Okay, let’s get started then. Lay back on the sofa and get your legs high in the air. Drew sit on the back of the sofa, grab his ankles and spread them. I need a good view of that puckered, puffy boy pussy.” My mouth dropped open. I could not believe what was happening. Was this Doc even a legit doctor? “Don’t just stand there Boy, get your ass in gear” Dad snapped. I jumped and got on the sofa, throwing my legs up. Dad moved quickly and sat on the back taking hold of my ankles, spreading them wide. Doc dropped to his knees in front of me. Taking my ass cheeks in his hand, initially he rubbed them, but then, without warning, slapped my right cheek, followed by his fingers circling closer and closer to my hole, which sent chills through my body. It didn’t take long until his fingers were circling my hole, pressing the outer ring, gently at first then much harder. He lifted his right arm into the air, pointing at my Dad. “Suck it. I need lube to examine inside.” Dad bent forward, sucked Doc’s finger in, sucking it as if it was a hard cock. I watch spit run out of his mouth and down Doc’s finger, earning a complement from Doc: “Chrome off a bumper.” Once wet Doc jammed his finger into my hole. I jumped, wincing from the pain. It circled inside, feeling the inside of my used pussy. His finger moved in and out, sliding from tip to base. My mind was shocked. Doc was finger-fucking my boy pussy. “Drew, honestly it seems fine to me. The puckering will go down,” Doc said. “Good” Dad replied, “so no permanent damage.” “Nope.” Dad smiled, not in happiness, but with a twisted look. He was looking at the Doc, who was slowly standing up. “Look at that massive man cock, boy,” Daddy commanded. My eyes darted down to the Doc’s crotch. Holy Fucking Shit. His cock was not only long but thick as fuck. It had to be a foot long, and as thick as a baby’s arm. The head on it was as big as an crab apple. “Teasing the Doc with a puffy puckered boy pussy is not good,” Doc commented with a smile. “When his cock gets hard like that Son, the only way for it to go down is to fuck a boy pussy and breed it,” Dad added. Doc spit in his palm and rubbed it on the head of his cock. He started to squat down to line up his cock with my hole, then stopped, commenting "He might need a big hit to take this. Luckily I have a fresh bottle with me to administer to the patient.” He turned and grabbed his pants, reaching inside the pocket getting a brown bottle which he handed it to me. I knew the drill. I unscrewed the cap, placing it under my nose and took a deep inhale, in both nostrils. “Again,” Doc commanded. Already feeling the effects of my first hits, I did it again, this time my body relaxed more. “Again,” Dad insisted. Fuck, following the instructions again I inhaled. I could feel my heart beat in my temples as well as hear it pounding in my ears. I watched Doc squat again, his hand wrapped around the base of his cock, aiming himself at my hole, pushing himself in with one long, deep stroke. My hole stretched, the pain intensified the deeper his cock went it. I could feel it pushing against the second ring inside me. Doc ran his hand over my stomach, feeling the out line of his massive cock in me. “Relax, Son.” I concentrated on my breathing, in and out. Doc kept pushing building the pressure on my second ring, until it popped and he pushed through. I closed my eyes, through the pain on my hole was slowly easing, pleasure was emerging. I felt Doc’s balls against my ass. He was all the way in. Looking up, I saw Dad’s hard cock floating above, pre-cum already flowing from the piss slit. “Ready boy?” Doc asked. I nodded yes. He pulled his cock completely out, then rammed it all the way in. The jolt of pain shoot throughout my body as he hit bottom, only to feel it pull out again, then slam in. Over and over this rough fuck happened. Doc grunted over and over as he drove his cock in my boy pussy. “The scorpion is going to strike, boy” Doc said, “It's highly toxic.” I smiled, giving his my approval to shoot his toxic load into my pussy. I started to push into him as he drove forward into my ass. I tried to met each thrust of his cock inwards. His balls were slapping my ass. His cock didn’t take long to thicken. I knew his balls would empty his poz load deep into me soon. “Tell me boy. What do you want?” “I want your disease, Doc.” “Well, if you are going to put it that way, here it comes.” He rammed his massive cock deep into my hole, falling on top of me, trapping me under his muscular frame. His body was relaxed, heavily weighing me down. I felt Dad move from his position above me. “Stay just like that Doc” Dad said. Briefly I wondered if Dad was going to slid into Doc’s hole, but no, instead I felt Dad’s cock pushing along side Doc's cock. I tried to protest, but Doc quickly moved his hand over my mouth and put more his weight on me. Dad push hard against the edge of my hole, under Doc’s cock, which was surprisingly still hard. I could feel Dad’s head pushing in, stretching my full hole. Tears welled in my eyes. As Dad’s head popped inside my hole I screamed into Doc’s hand. “Hush Hush Boy, Don’t cry. Daddy will make it better,” Doc murmured. Somehow the poppers were placed under my nose and I quickly inhaled deep, over and over. Feeling my hole relax from the rush, Dad slid his cock in until he could not go any further. The pain was unbearable. Doc had locked eyes with me, and was intensely staring. I knew then there was no escape. Dad started to pump his cock in and out of my hole, rubbing against Doc’s cock and my hole. The pressure of two cocks stretching me open began to subside. I moaned from behind Doc’s hand. He slowly lifted it away from my mouth, ready to replace in case I screamed again. Still locked eye to eye with Doc, he moved his lips closer to mine and kissed me. Dad’s cock still sliding in and out. Doc and I kissed as Dad pumped faster and faster. He pushed in and shot his poz load into me, adding to Doc’s as well as coating Doc’s cock. “Going to shoot again,” Doc announced with satisfaction as his cock pulsated, blowing his load deep into my body. The friction of Dad’s cock and, presumably, the pulsations of Dad's cock had pushed Doc over the edge for a second time. Dad withdrew, and then pulled Doc's cock out of my body. "Son, you should see your hole, gaping, puffy, cummy, and raw,” Dad commented with pride. “Such a good boy,” Doc added. I lowered my legs and relaxed. I could not believe that my hole was used again, taking it further than before. I could only imagine what was next. “After last night and today Drew, I don’t see how he won't develop the fuck-flu and convert,” Doc said. "Call me when he is sick and I'll drop by.” “I will.” Doc collected his clothes, dressed and left. I sat motionless on the sofa, my back and leg muscles aching from the prolonged effort to remain aloft. My cock throbbed seeking release. My hole throbbed from being stretched open, but my mind was on cock, cum and disease. Dad sat back down in his chair, his cock hanging between his legs, drooling cum. I watched him until my eyes closed and I fell deep asleep.

...mmhhh, tasty...

I've been working so much lately, my sexual adventures have been lacking as of late. So, having the day off yesterday, I decided to try to catch up a bit. I headed to one of my favorite bookstores here in Las Vegas, Peepland. I bought a fresh bottle of poppers and headed back to the video arcade. Inside the first booth I entered was a short, weather beaten, older Mexican guy in his late 50's, wearing jeans and work boots, he looked like he worked outside in the Vegas heat and sun all day. He was leaning against the wall stroking a very large and thick cock. Though his general looks didn't turn me on, his big, uncut Mexican dick sure did turn me on. I stepped into the booth, locked the door. Took a couple of hits from my fresh bottle of Amsterdam and dropped to my knees. The latino guy was watching some str8 porn. I sucked and chewed on his very ample foreskin then pushed the skin back with my lips and really went to work on his cock. His cock soon was leaking sweet pre-cum. Then his cock began to throb, before filling my mouth with a nice load of juice in just a matter of minutes. I wiped my mouth, thanked him, he smiled back at me without saying a word and I headed back out to the arcade to see what other dick I could find. The doors I tried were all locked. But I noticed that the door to one of the booths with a glory hole was open. The adjoining glory hole booth was closed with the red light on. So I stepped into the adjoining booth and peeked through the large, oval shaped glory hole. A young, Asian kid in his early 20's was standing near the hole, stroking a hard, 6'', cut cock. I locked the door, put a couple of dollars into the video machine and dropped to my knees at the hole. The Asian kid saw my face at the hole and stepped up to put his cock to my face. I quickly wrapped my lips around his cock. It was hard as a rock, as only a young kids cock can be. I sniffed some poppers while still sucking his cock. The length, thickness and angle of his cock was perfect for deepthroating. I sucked on his cock for about 5 minutes. Then I stood, dropped my shorts and pressed my ass up to the hole. This is always a risk. Sometimes this turns the guy off and he leaves. But, I was lucky. I felt him press his hard cock up against my hole. My hole was dry and so I pulled away from the hole and spit on my fingers a couple of times. I lubed my asshole with my spit and put my ass back against the hole. He put his cockhead back on my hole and pressed in. I sniffed more poppers as his cock slid all the way up into me. The kid immediately began to pound and pump into me. It took about another 5 minutes of him pounding my ass before I heard him groan and plant his load in my ass. I pulled up my shorts and pulled myself together, then went back out into the arcade. The booths had emptied while I was getting fucked. The place was deserted. So, I figured I'd check out a different bookstore. I headed to Main St. Books in downtown. The theater can sometimes be quite good. Sadly, that was not the case yesterday. There were 6 or 7 guys in the two theaters. But it must have been senior citizen discount day. I'm no spring chicken. But I was one of the youngest in the place. I first went into the small theater that shows gay porn. There were two guys on the back row. One guy was leaning over and sucking off the other guy. In front of them was a tall black man. I tried to reach down to stroke the black guys cock, but he pushed me away. Then I stood next to the guy getting sucked off and watched for a while. When the guy sucking came up for a breather, I got on my knees and took the guys cock in my mouth. But, the guy could obviously not get a hard on. Sucking limp dick isn't exactly a turn on to me. So, I left that theater and went into the main, larger theater that had 2 screens showing str8 and trans porn. This theatre has a half wall at the back where most of the action goes on. There are 4 rows of seats in front of the wall. Sitting on the end of the last row was a very handsome, rugged, scruffy looking guy in his early 60's. His hand in his pants, stroking as he watched porn. So I walked over to him and leaned down to see if he'd let me stroke him. He moved his hand away and gave me access to his cock. I stroked for a moment, then got on my knees, undid his belt and pulled his pants open. I took his partially hard cock into my mouth. I could smell the alcohol on his breath as he sighed with pleasure at the feeling of my mouth on his cock. He hardened a bit as I sucked him. He grew to about 6''s, cut. I thought this was going to be fun. He was stroking the back of my neck as I sucked him, but soon I heard him snoring. I came up off his cock and looked up to see him asleep. The guy was obviously drunk and passed out. His cock softened quickly. Well........., this wasn't going to work out. I got up and walked behind the wall. 3 guys were standing behind the wall. The theater was very dark. It was difficult to see faces, but I could make out that one guy had his cock out and was stroking. I walked over to him and took his cock into my hand. I could now sort of see his face. He was an old guy, I'm guessing about 70. But he had a nice body and a rock hard cock. For his cock to be so rock hard at his age, I'm pretty sure it was due to viagra. But, who cares? I dropped to my knees and began to suck on his cock. It wasn't big. I'm guessing about 5''s and slender. I could taste ass on his cock. His cock had obviously already been in someone's ass. He immediately leaned forward and began to rub my asshole through my shorts. I've got to hand it to the old guy. Even with a little blue pill, a guy his age that's a dedicated top is impressive. I immediately turned, pulled down my shorts, leaned forward and braced myself against the half wall in front of me. I took a deep sniff of poppers as he pressed his cock into me. He fucked me for several minutes, but it was kind of a boring fuck. So, I pulled off his cock, pulled up my pants and decided to go find another bookstore to see what action was there. I drove to A-Action Books. the small parking lot was empty, but that doesn't always mean anything at this downtown bookstore. I paid my money and first went into the theater. There was one guy in the theater. An older Asian guy was stroking his cock. But, he didn't really appeal to me. So, I quickly left the theater and headed for the video booths. The booths here are very dated. They only have half doors on them that don't lock. So, you can see who's in the booth and see the action going on. But the nice thing is that the majority of the booths have glory holes between them. I strolled down the hall of booths. Only one booth was occupied. I went into the adjoining booth and peeked through the hole. A tall black guy in his mid 40's was stroking his cock, watching str8 porn. I knelt at the hole and did the "finger tap" through the hole to show him that I was there and interested in sucking him. He saw my taps and stood, turning to me and putting his 9", uncut bbc up to my lips at the hole. I sucked on his foreskin, then began to worship his beautiful cock. He was rock hard and I could taste some precum at his piss slit. I'd suck him until he was getting close to cumming, then he'd pull from my mouth to keep from cuming. This went on for about 15 minutes of me edging him. He'd get close to cumming, then pull away for a moment before putting his bbc back into my mouth. I really wanted his bbc in my ass. I stood, dropped my shorts and put my ass up to the hole. BINGO! He spit on my hole and put his swollen cockhead to my hole. I took some drags on my poppers as he pressed into me. His cock felt awesome as he began to pound my hole with his thick, long dick. He'd again get close to cumming, then pull his cock from me for a moment to calm down. He was in no rush to cum. It took another 10 minutes or so of him fucking me, before his pace became fast and furious. I could hear his heavy breathing from the other side of the wall as he was ramming into me. The wall was shaking and squeaking as he slammed his big dick into me. Finally I heard a loud growl and grunt as he filled my ass with his hot load. He pulled his cock from me. So I stood, pulled up my shorts and left my booth, just as he was leaving his. I could see his face better. He was very handsome and athletic looking. I thanked him as I passed him. He just smiled at me. My legs were sore, so I decided it was time to leave the store and head home. I checked my phone as I got into my car. There was a message for me on BBRT from one of my "regulars". I had messaged him earlier in the day to see if he was available. He said he had a fuck lined up with a tourist in town. But this new message from him said the tourist had flaked out on him and had not gotten back to him. So, he was available. I told him I was still available and could be there in 20 minutes. This guy is a really hot top. He's about my age. Late 50's. He's well over 6'6" tall. Thin, but muscular. His cock is 8"s and average thickness. We went into his living room and undressed. He sat on a chair and told me to worship his already hard cock. I eagerly did so. I sucked and licked his big cock. I licked his balls and licked under his balls to his asshole. I did some serious cock worship for about 10 minutes, then he grabbed my hand, pulled me up and told me to follow him into his bedroom. We stood and kissed for a few moments. Then he began to nurse at my tits. He sucked and chewed on my nipples while reaching behind me and fingering my cum filled ass. "Mmmmm.......... I'm not your first for the day. Am I?", he chuckles. "Get up on the bed. Show me that cum filled pussy", he said. I climb up on his high, king sized bed. I put my ass up as he leans down and licks my hole. "Yum!" he says as his tongue laps at my dripping hole. He hungrily begins to eat my sloppy hole. He's sucking the 2 loads of cum inside me into his mouth. Soon he's standing behind me and slowly begins to press his own giant cock into me. I'm sniffing poppers as I try to relax my ass around his giant cock. From previous experience, I know I'm in for a long fuck session. He likes to take his time, edging himself before he finally unloads. He'd fuck me for about 20 minutes, then pull out and we'd take a break. After about 3 of these 20 minute fuck sessions, he finally seemed to be ready to unload. He grabbed me around the waist and began to ram into me. He let out a loud growl and finally emptied his balls into my hole. After catching our breaths, I dressed and left. I checked my phone again, and found that I had several texts from another one of my "regulars". This guy is really my favorite top. He's in his mid 40's. He's a pumped up, muscular, gym dude with a beautiful body. He's got about 8"s and very thick cock that gets hard as steel. He's fucked me about a dozen times. He fucks hard and deep. Really grinds into me. He can make me cum without even touching myself, because his cock turns up and rubs against my prostate when he fucks. Normally, he's only available to meet on Mondays. But he had gotten home from work early and was wanting to know if I was available? By now, it's almost 6pm. I've been sucking and fucking since just before noon. I was exhausted. My ass and thighs were sore. But, I didn't want to turn down an opportunity to play with him. I texted back that I was up for a quickie if he was still available. He texted back, "Come over. I need your ass". I texted that I could be there in 15 minutes. He answered the door in just his white briefs. My God! He's gorgeous! His perfect, muscular body was so beautiful standing there in the doorway. He's a handsome Spanish/Swedish mix guy with sandy blond hair. I came in and he closed the door. We stood there kissing as I felt his cock swell in my hand as I held it through the cotton fabric of his briefs. He pulled my shirt up and pinched my nipples. Then he sucked on my nipples as he fingered at my hole, through the fabric of my shorts. We went into his bedroom and I took off my clothes. Then I turned to him and dropped to my knees. He loves to have me chew on his cock through the fabric of his briefs. He's now fully hard. I pull the waistband of his briefs over his big cock and pull them to his ankles. He steps out of them. I climb on his bed and put my ass up. He goes to my hole and begins to eat my ass as he always loves to. "You've been a busy boy. How many load in you?" he laughs. "Three. An Asian dude, a black dude and a white dude. Now I need your latin load in me", I chuckle. He hungrily eats my hole, sliding saliva up into my hole with his tongue. Then he stands behind me and slowly presses into me as I'm sniffing the poppers. My ass is now kind of sore, but I'm still loving the feel of his big cock filling my hole. This guy is a passionate lover as well as a magnificent fuck. We alternately fuck, suck, kiss and rim for about a half hour. Finally, he's got me on my hands and knees on the middle of his bed as he's kneeling behind me, ramming into me. He reaches under me and is stroking my cock as he fucks. I begin to moan and groan as I begin to cum. Shooting my hot load onto his sheets. This sets him off and he groans as he shoots his load into my well used pussy. We both collapse onto the mattress as we catch our breath. We lay there kissing for several minutes before we finally separate and begin to dress. I kiss him goodbye and head for my car. I drive home feeling exhausted. I'm a very satisfied, horny, cum hungry, bottom whore. Having spent my afternoon being the whore that I love to be. I've got the day off again today. And I certainly have a hell of a lot of errands I need to be doing. But all I really want to do is again hit the bookstores and get some dick inside me. Sometimes I'm just an insatiable whore. And proud of it.

Sitting here with 2 loads in my ass as I write this, though I kinda wish it was more. I had a stroke of inspiration yesterday - allow me to explain. I have a BBC friend who I've met up with pretty regularly for a few years. Good guy, great lay. His cock is perfectly thick (it's to him that I attribute how loose my hole is!), a nice 7 inches, and it curves to the left so that when he lays on his bed and I blow him, it slides right down my throat, effortlessly. He's a jackhammer when he fucks -- but in a good way, going real deep with every stroke so I feel all of him in my ass. We started off using condoms at first. He'd get me going with the brown bottle and use a lot of lube to make fucking effortless. I had been trying to prod him to bareback for a while when one day, I thought he had cum so I reached behind me, slid the condom off his cock, and aimed it back at my hole. I hoped he would at least slide it in for a moment so I could see what he felt like bare. Well, he hadn't yet cum, so he finished that day by pounding my hole raw and finishing inside me. We've played bare every since. It's been a while since I saw him - he's been traveling a lot. I got an email from him a few days ago though, stating that he was back in town and wanted to meet. We made arrangements for tonight. He left an hour ago, and left behind a huge load that's still trickling out of my gaping hole. This time we didn't even need lube. He was slick enough from the hot deep throat I gave him that he slid right in. Here's where the inspiration comes in. Anyone who reads my posts knows that I love multiples, so after we made arrangements to meet I hopped on CL and posted to see if I could get any additional loads once he was gone (he's not into 3somes/groups/gang bangs, his one flaw). So I posted with the title "sloppy seconds," and got a bunch of responses from married guys. Most couldn't make the time frame I specified - he was coming at 7 and I figured 7:30 would be a good time to begin taking other loads - but one guy informed me that it was ideal. He waited down the street and as soon as my friend had left, I sent the address and he came right over. He just left a half hour ago. He didn't have a huge cock, maybe 6" and not overly thick, but he knew what to do with it, and I felt him get harder as he realized how slick I was with my friend's cum. Before long he was ready to shoot, and presented me with a choice I've never had before: he could cum deep, or just inside my hole. Being the cum slut that I am, I opted for deep inside, and I clenched my hole around him as he pulled out to milk every last drop out of his balls. A third guy who told me he was on his way never showed - typical CL flake. But I can rest easy knowing that when I want more cock when my friend is finished with my hole, it's only a post away!

Part 3 (The New Alpha) Matt woke in Monday morning with 'morning wood' like he had never had before. He could still feel a slight stinging in his right arm as he relived the weekend in which Steve took owner ship of his ass. As he thought deeply on the intimacy of Steve's repeated breeding of him with a poz cum he just had to jerk his cock. He hadn't cum since he bred nerd boy. It didn't take log for Matt to cum, and boy did he cum. He had such a strong orgasm and produced (what he thought) was the largest load of cum in his life. Matt knew he loved fucking a nice ass (or pussy) raw and breeding it full of his cum. He never thought that he'd be on the receiving end of a raw cock and (over the past weekend) poz cum. Matt knew the risks associated with bareback, but figured as a top his risk were relatively low. Now that he has seen the joy of bottoming he new he was going to always bareback as a bottom and top. As he recovered from his orgasm with his cock sill semi hard he began to play with the puddle of cum on his defined abs. He wondered if his load was capable of pozzing an unsuspecting neg ass as Steve had discussed with him the other night. Right after Matt's initial breeding, and as Steve fed Matt more from the pipe, Steve talked about Matt's future and the position as 'Alpha Male", in charge of the boys Steve whored out. As Steve said to Matt (barrowing from the 'Godfather'), "I'm gonna make you an offer you can't refuse." Basically Steve told Matt he had two choices, he would become the new AM or join the chem whore boys who's asses Steve owned and sold. Matt had 5 seconds to make up his mind. Although Steve knew the kid was too much of a jock to let himself be turned into a whore, he did have points prepared to slam Matt into oblivion and would have every gay boy on campus over to fuck him full of more poz cum while catching all the action on video to hold over Matt's head. It didn't take Matt long to make the right decision and became Steve's AM. The rest of the weekend (between Steve's continued breeding of his new AM) Matt was informed of his new responsibilities and rights. Steve laid them out as follows: Responsibility: 1) keeping the boys in line 2) making sure the boys did as they were told a. showed up on time to their 'appointment' b. did as they were told by the Steve, Matt and the John c. never let anyone else slam them without permision 3) keeping the boys addicted to slamming Tina 4) helping Steve recruit , poz and break in a new piece of ass 5) keeping the Tina and GHB used by the boys secure Rights: 1) ability to fuck any of the boys he chooses (as long as they were not being rented out) 2) get high when ever he wanted (as long as it didn't interfere with his responsibilities) 3) come and go as he pleases 4) continue his college education (which Steve would pay Matt's Tuition) After round two (where Matt took another 4 loads of poz com) Steve asked Matt if he was going to continue wrestling. Matt hadn't thought about that yet when he let his new boss know that he had responsibilities that were more important then wrestling. Steve then proceeded to teach Matt the art of making a good strong slam and how to administer without leaving a mark. Matt was brought back to the reality of the preset when he stood in the bathroom, looked into the mirror and knew his fate was sealed. There in his right arm for anyone to see (if he were shirtless or wearing a tank top) was the distinctive mark of an "AM" (in a special design made by Steve) tattooed on Matt. He had received the marking right before Steve took him over to the run down hotel Steve owned and where he kept the boys. The only nice part was a room that was for"'management use". This was where the boys were given their daily drugs and where Matt could fuck the boy of his choice. Next Part 4 (New Recruit)

...my lil bro's boyhole tastes even better with our father's potent cum in it...

Getting ready for all cummers ... an ideal start to a weekend

Last night I was too horny to sleep so I posted ads on a couple hookup sites. It was a slow night but finally my friend Mike responded that he was just thinking about me. Said he got off work at 11 and I should come over. Yeah! I'd never been to his place before, since he always came to my place to feed me his stellar uncut cock. So, he's a few miles down the road and I got more excited with every mile I drove. Finally got there and he greeted me at the door, naked and ready. I followed him down to the basement. Okay, hello, his tall bear friend was there too! First they put me on all fours with a cock at each end. The angle was bad so they flipped me over on my back for awhile. Then I was bent over the edge of the couch. That's when his friend took over my hole. btw earlier, at first, this guys cock was semi-hard but damn, he got hard, and big, in a flash. He must have been very horny. My friend Mike egged him on for a few minutes, encouraged him to seed me, because "I wouldn't turn him down." That's putting it mildly. Well, within a minute his friend was grunting and filling me with his seed. So nice. After that Mike took over and we tried a couple different positions. I was having trouble cause I kept feeling a sore spot as I got fucked. I must have nicked myself when I was douching earlier in the day. That was okay though, he was great, gave me a break once in awhile in between fucking my hole. He can go for hours if he wants to make it last. But the next thing I know he asked if I wanted his load. Fuck, yes. A few more strokes and he froze up and added his seed to my hole. I pushed against him to prolong the feeling. Then, I felt his dick pulse some more, so hot! His dick pulsed a few more times and he said that's because it was a few days worth of cum. We both caught our breath and then I drove home. It was a very happy drive.

any horni tops up for fillin my sleazy kunt... all cocks n bugs teken. giv mi what u got fukers

...perfection...

Went to Austin with a friend this Wednesday. On the way down we talked a lot while he was constantly texting. When we got to the hotel we agreed to head to some downtown bars a bit later on but he told me go douche and stay naked. I assumed he wanted to fuck so did as he asked and as i was getting out of the shower he dried me off and got hard, lubed his cock, bent me over and slid into my ass. He blew a load deep in me and we kissed and i started to get dressed but he told me we weren't finished. Pulling a blindfold out of his luggage he told me to put it on and thats when i heard a quiet knock on the door. He told me to get on all 4's, that i was getting my pussy bred by Austin cock. Within a few minutes 3 other guys were there and i had an anonymous cock in both holes. Apparently all the texting had been lining up tops to use "a faggot pussy". For the next 4 hours guys werr coming and going. I didnt try to count. I just gladly kept taking cock. Finally it stopped and i showered the cum off me and he said he'd never seen a guy take so many cocks and that i was a REAL faggot. We went out for drinks and a small bite and he told the obvioysly gay waiter that i had just been fucked for 4 hours. There was some faggot talk about sex between the 3 of us and then the waiter made the rounds of his tables. A couple guys that had overheard us at the next table got up and told me to meet them in the bathroom. I followed them in, and went to my knees as they pushed their pants down. When i got back to the table my friend was grinning and made me tell him how they fucked and bred me. Thats the way the rest of the night and Thursday went. We are driving back now and he said we have to do that in Dallas too. I'm game!

I sucked the guy... but then he decided that my ass was worthy of his cock... I told him that I was unprepared to get fucked but he didn't give a shit and fucked me bended on the toilet. The bastard threatened me to make me lick every piece of shit that he would find on his cock... luckily I was quite clean after my dildo session of yesterday and I had just to lick few drops of cum, dripping out of his cock. A video of his load, dripping out of my hole, in my gallery

My ex used to send me out to get bred so I could give him sa nice sloppy cummed hole to fuck when I got home. I loved it as much as him as I could go to the back room get fucked four or five times and then go home and get fucked again! Bottom pig heaven!

This is a true story of a bearded masseur going surprisingly bareback for a birthday massage. The Call My manager had called in a favor that put me travelling for work on my birthday. What joy! but I decided to make the best of the situation by getting a birthday massage. I hoped online the morning of my birthday to look for guys offering massage. This kind of search was new to me. My bf says I can be a slut so "looking" online is old news but I'd never been "generous" in my sexual adventures, so I was being a bit cautious for obvious reasons. I spotted an ad by a guy that the app said was really close to my hotel. He used plain, simple English, had a couple clothed pictures, and had written in the ad to text or call him for more details. So I texted him -- "what the heck" I thought to myself, let's do it. He said his name was Steve. He was relatively slow in responding to my txts but was very candid: which hotel? what kind of massage? how long? I figured these questions were all business as usual since they were the same questions my massage therapists asked. I txted back that I'd be comfortable with a "full body". He replied, "nude sensual massage?". I txted back if that works out then yes, and asked how much. Everything was reasonable except the time. I had several work emails and calls to make that morning so I asked for later that afternoon but Steve said he was leaving town so could only do that morning. Rather than look more, because everything sounded great with Steve, I agreed and we setup a time for him to come to my hotel room within the hour. I showered then hopped down to the hotel lobby where I'd seen an ATM. "Card declined." WTF! I started panicking and thinking that I'd have to call my masseur to cancel because I was broke! My bank texted me a few seconds later and asked if I was trying to withdraw money. "Ooooh", I thought, "fraud detection." I almost never withdraw cash while travelling so my bank must have caught the ATM use as odd. I texted my bank back that it was me, went back to the ATM, and got cash that time. First panic over with. I'd asked Steve the masseur to meet me outside the hotel lobby so I could make sure it really was him. My friend who lived in a nearby neighborhood and who I'd had dinner with had told me that my hotel was in a shady part of town. So there I stood, on the busy downtown street, on the phone with coworkers while waiting to see if some stranger, who didn't look at all like Steve's ad, try to rob me. hah! -- and in a way you could say I was "working the street" LOL, but only because I was trying to wrap up my morning with work before the massage. My phone buzzes that there is another call incoming and the callerID is Steve my masseur. I'm trying to get off the phone with a coworker, it takes my coworker another couple minutes to SHUT UP, Steve goes to voicemail, and I hurridly call him back. "Maybe he's cancelling" I think to myself, because it was already 10mins after our arranged time. I say "Hi" and Steve has this calm, masculine, but soft spoken voice, and says he's at the elevator already! WTH! Maybe he's pushing for me to do something rash without seeing him so I panic again. With him on the phone, I hurridly walk back to the elevator shafts, and see this guy on the phone walking towards the lobby. He's 6'0, bearded, white, in plaid and jeans. "Oh that you?" I say while looking at him, with a bit of delight, and smile. He smiles back. It was the same guy as in his ad pic. The Arrival Luck would have it we get into an elevator by ourselves. I blabber on about work because nothings worse than awkward silence in an elevator with any stranger, but all while having a good look over Steve. Piercing blue eyes, weathered face, muscular neck with adams apple, big rugged hands at his sides; but again that plaid shirt and plain fit jeans. Nothing tight fitting in attire. Actually the plaid shirt make him look like some lumberjack that rolled out of Washington State's mountains. All he'd need would be boots instead of sneakers. Hah! He doesn't smell of wood -- and I mean tree wood, LOL -- and doesn't smell homeless, or of weed, smoke, or anything really. His accent isn't decernable -- no queeny high pitch, and no James Earl Jr, but no attitude either; just an all American accent like you'd hear in the Midwest thought very soft spoken. The elevator door opens on my floor and I walk him into my room. His eyes dart around too to check everything out. I finally notice that he doesn't have a bag, backpack, or anything to carry supplies. On a good note that means he doesn't have a rifle or rope or drugs or anything my panicy mind could conjure up to freak me out but also doesn't mean he has massage supplies? "So I've done many massages but nothing like this before", I admit, hinting at how he wants to do this without supplies. To which he says, "Oh. ... It's really hot in here," and takes off a retro windbreaker jacket that I hadn't noticed. "Oops, sorry," I say and dart to the thermostat, "I turned up the temp thinking it'd need to be warmer." I seriously thought a nude massage would be more comfortable in a kind of sauna-like environment? but Steve must have been roasting so I quickly turned the AC on. Steve strips down the bed and motions for me to hop on it. So I just strip down butt naked in front of the guy. I don't really know why I did strip in front of him. My dick is soft and I just imagine being in a lockerroom with Steve and talking to him like any other guy. He's still got his lumberjack clothes on. "One reason I'm glad you could do today is because it's my birthday," I keep on. "Happy birthday!" he says with a cheeky smile, "how old are you?" Though I thought my age was in my online profile he must have forgotten. I tell him 37 and ask for his. He's 50! I thought he was low 40s -- I mean I'm not ageist, it's all about chemistry, and his face is weathered but no wrinkles, and he wasn't the fastest at texting like Millenials text, but with that muscled neck he stays fit somehow. Or at least preserved guy, I think to myself. "I'm going to use your restroom" he blurts out in his soft but masculine voice. Hmmm, I think to myself, wonder what's up? Maybe he's nervous about undressing in front of a guy? So I squat on the bed naked, listen to Steve the masseur piss in the toilet, and check my work email again. Steve comes out of the toilet -- STILL clothed -- and says, "I don't have professional stuff but brought lotion and a special lotion." He pulls out the 2 "lotions" from a cloth wrapped up his windbreaker jacket, and one is Gun Oil. I dart a quirky smile at him and just say "Oh, OK" because the Gun Oil is obviously for fucking around. I mean, guys do jack off with lube but how many? And I smile because I'd suspected Steve may be straight, given how he looks and talks, but how many str8 men buy Gun Oil?? So he's gay afterall, or at least bi, despite his lumberjack looks. "Lay with your head at the edge of the bed, face up." he says to me while walking away. I do as commanded. Then I hear him FINALLY getting his clothes off. Sadly he's got me laying away from him so it's hard to look his way without being obvious that I'm checking him out, so I miss his whole unclothing! Ugh!! Again I wonder if there's some surprise. Maybe his dick is covered in warts? Maybe he's got purple lesions all over his body! My mind always panics about the unknown, and Steve had given no nude pics. Then he walks over to my head hanging on the edge of the bed, and I feel him on my forehead. It feels soft and a bit cold. I look up at there's this gorgeous bottom up POV of Steve! His flacid cock is on my forehead resting, above that is a bit of reddish blond pubes, then a small baby bump stomach, he's leaning over and I see hairy pecs, his musclar neck, two thick arms stretched out towards me, his facial beard, and those light blue eyes behind it all. I hear the lotion pop open and squirt on his hands. Then I feel something harsh on my chest! His hands! His palms are like sandpaper!! In all my massages, both girls and guys, they have soft, smooth palms. But Steve's are rough. I get excited by this apparent negative feature of Steve's: rough hands = hard working, blue collar man? I imagine: does he work construction? or with ropes? One of his pics was on a boat, so maybe fishing? Whatever he does has TORE UP his palms, but with the lotion it kind of feels like a Korean exfoliating massage (where they basically scrape off your old skin, and it actually feels good, though they do it with a special cloth not their hands). It's not pleasant, at first. Everything else about the massage is normal and I'm fully relaxed now. We're both naked but neither Steve or I get hardons. My mind is churning: do I want to have sex with this hunk of man? YES! Does he want to have sex with me? Who knows! I'm paying for a massage, at basically the typical rate for full body @ 1hr, so maybe he really is bi and doesn't want to do anything. But why did he ask me "sensual"? I mean, I'm a 5'8 150lb white nerd with glasses and a chatter box, so no stud or twink, and Steve's dick is as flaccid as it was to begin with. I get up and thank him very much. I'm looking down at Steve because he's squat on the bed. What a sexy, handsome man he is looking up at me with those blue eyes! "Do you like massage?" I ask, knowing the answer. "Sure, you want to massage me??" I guess this is an odd request from a client. "Yes, if you're OK with that." Again I don't know his sexual orientation so I'm not sure whether my ask comes across as being an oddball nerdy client or him being str8-ish. He accepts. This this hunk of man lays down, face down! and presents his gorgeous body to me. He's totally smooth on his backside. His shoulders are broad, and connect decent biceps but very thick forarms to those rough hands. His butt is this pale white mound of beef cake below a size 32 waste I figure, so that is just watering my mouth. His legs are two thick tree trunks holding up nice calves that are mostly bald. I notice his feet are covered in white, Fruit-of-the-Loom, knee-high socks! LOL! What dreadful socks, but just like I'd expect a blue collar, low key "str8" guy to wear. At least this socks are clean and bleach white! As I massage him, I notice how everything is thick about him. His forearms. His hams. His gluts. This 50 year old man has more muscle that I can ever imagine. He starts to sniffle and squirm. Maybe this was a bad idea, I think to myself. "I need to roll over" and Steve does so. "Everything OK?" I ask, hoping in my mind he's into me touching him. "Yea just everything was running to my nose." And he lays there spread out before me. Now I get to see his front side full on. His chest is the only hairy part of this man's body besides his face. It's reddish blond just like his pubes and covered from pec down to belly. Then I finally see his package full on. His balls are totally hairless and smooth but wrinkled and his sac the size of 2 lemons. His cock is still flaccid but a shower. Smooth light foreskin still coveres everything but even soft his cock is thick about the size of a thick pork sausage though longer. Such a beauty to see this man's package. All I want to do is suck on this man's meat! But do I make a move, I think to myself. I'm worried. If I touch him sexually, will he get up and leave?? Of course not! I think of the Gun Oil he brought. So yes, the lube means he's up for something, but what? Steve the masseur makes the 1st move. I'm sitting squat next to him on the bed working on his massive quads. He touches my thigh, then works underneath me to grab my balls. Those rough hands again! I look at him, into his blue eyes, and see it -- I see that we will have sex. I can't explain how but there is some connection there with Steve, so I smile at him. I'm so fucking releaved to know that I can enjoy him fully! So I move my hands up his crotch and cup my hands around his big ballsac. It feels wonderful to have his eggs in my hands. But now Steve moves fast. He drags my lower half closer to him, opens up my legs, and pull my waste next to his chest. OMG! He's getting us into a 69 position! His thick thigh raises up, opening his crotch next to my face, and his soft cock and balls slide down the leg next to my mouth. I feel Steve first: he inhales one of my balls into his mouth! FUCK his mouth feels great. I return the favor and grab half his nuttsac and open my mouth wide to take in this man egg. We work on each other balls for minutes and I'm rock hard now. When I look down at Steve's cock it has swelled into an fatter sausage but isn't rock hard. Of course the time has come to suck on this man's cock. As I do, aiming to avoid hitting him with my teeth, Steve's cock doesn't get bigger. He feels great inside my mouth, filling it up mostly, but is still only semi-hard. How odd, I thought. What does this man like? I soon find out. Steve yanks my rock hard dick out of his mouth, lays both hands on my butt, opens up my cheeks and bam! He dives into munching on my butt crack! He starts making these deep, muffled moaning sounds and his big legs act like they're pushing his waste closer to me. This guy likes, rimming ass!! I'm so confused! Then I have another panic attack: he wants to fuck me?! Oh geeze, I cannot get fucked. I had showered but I'm travelling without supplies to clean out. Then I think of Steve again: maybe he just really likes ass. I mean, I LOVE ASS so much that I've blown my load just from a guy sitting on my face. OK, so I'll help out Steve. I raise myself up, move his big legs down flat, and sit on his face! Smothering him with ass! This drives the man crazy! All sorts of muffled moans are coming out of his mouth. His rough hands start smacking my buttcheeks inbetween butt munching. And then I see it: my eyes look down from the happy trail to his belly button to his pubes and: his fattened up stiff cock! For the 1st time Steve's dick is hard enough to stand up. Fuck it looks beautiful between his 2 massive legs. I of course lean over and get his dick in my mouth again, but now I cannot. Before I could take his semi all the way but now his dick hits the back of my throat and the shaft isn't all the way in my mouth. I do the hand + mouth jacking but want to give Steve more yet my deepthroat skills aren't stellar (guys are been training me to avoid teething them). I make a conscious effort to open up wide enough and position my mouth so Steve's fully hard dick can push through the back of my mouth and go down my throat. Now my nose is in his big ballsac. It smells of manhood, then I cannot breath, and feels wonderful to be choked up my Steve's big dick. The Fuck He rims my ass while I suck and deepthroat his fully hard dick more. After many minutes of this intense action I pull off because my dick is so turned on as Steve occasionally reaches around to jack me. I don't want to cum yet. Steve and I squat on the bed and face each other. He grabs my dick and I grab his. "You really like that" I say to get at what's next. "Yea" he says simply, "When I was massaging your backside, I wanted to do that. You have a beautiful ass". "And you have a beautiful cock" I proudly told him. "My sausage suprise" he said and we laughed. We look into each others eyes while jacking each other's dicks. I could just cum like this, I think to myself. But Steve grabs the Gun Oil. He squirts a few pumps on each of our dicks. OK maybe he does jack with lube (I don't need to). Then he takes a finger and lubes the outside of my hole. Oh damn, I think to myself. He does want to fuck. "I don't think I can do this" I honestly admit to Steve. I then realize something hopful: my BM that morning. For many years I've had to clean out on the rare times that I bottom because my bowel movements aren't the best. Bottom friends have told me all sorts of tricks they use, like special diets, but I eat what I want and don't like a lot of fuss when fucking so I top more and don't bother with making sure I can bottom. But that morning, after setting up the massage with Steve, I now remember that I had a very good BM. (Not to disgust: but it was clean. I didn't even need toilet paper, which usually means it's all out and clean in there). Steve just says, "OK. We can try." I took that not as a command but also not a suggestion -- he wanted to take the opportunity. He grabs my legs and lifts me back so I fall onto my back. Steve looks down at his cock and my hole. I look up at his hairy pecs. thick forearms holding my legs up, and look at his face. He catches me and looks back, then closes my legs so my ankles are around his musclar neck, and presses his dick against my hole. I brace. OK I know I'm not suppose to brace but it's been awhile and I'm nervous about my hole still. "Just breath" Steve says. AHA! He knows the drill! At this point I figure Steve is gay, or at least bi. He's fucked a guys ass before and knows I need to relax. I'm even more excited and attracked to Steve now. We have more in common. We've both fucked guys asses. Steve is just a lumberjack gay or whatever -- he doesn't fit into any mold that society has setup for him. He isn't "masc" or "discreet" or desperate or crazy. I respect the guy so much for that. Is he going to fuck me? even though we don't know each other? Yep, we're both horny and are attracted to each other so we will fuck. His big head pushs past my sphincter. His thickness stretches my hole open and it feels great. Steve squirts more Gun Oil on his shaft. He keeps pushing in deeper while we switch from looking down at each other's junk to looking at each others eyes. "It OK?" I stupidly ask. I'm asking several questins to Steve while he's got a good view. I mean: is his dick still clean? And the bigger question: he's got NO CONDOM on his dick. I don't carry condoms travelling and Steve's massage supplies didn't include any. "Yea. It's tight," Steve says while looking at me. Did he know what I was really asking?? His dick is up digging deeper into my fuckhole, bareback, and he doesn't know me. And I wish it were less tight! I bottom better with smaller dicks and I figured Steve is a solid 8+ and very thick. Steve takes my legs off of his hairy chest and lays them open next to his thick quats. Each of his piston arms punch down to the left and right of me on my back and he begins to lean over me. His muscular neck and upper shoulder is right above my forhead as his upper body stretches above mine. I look down his hairy pecs, and his little baby bump stomach, and watch his waste start to pound. Steve then lowers his beefy body just above mine. My dick is rock hard and getting a bit squashed by him leaning in. His neck and ear is right next to my eyes. I notice his neck is a bit red. I look over across his smooth arched back now. I feel the hairs on his chest touch my shoulders and stomach. I squeeze my calves around his waste. He is slowly digging his dick deeper into my hole. I want to encourage him, so I reach my arms out as far as I can and grab his thick thighs. My hands travel up and I feel his big beefy ass. I squeeze and pull his ass in on his next thrust. I wonder if Steve has fucked chicks too and if girls have enjoyed squeezing his big beefy butt as much as I am. Steve's big dick rams through to the back of my fuckhole. Fuck it hurts! I moan in pain. But I keep encouraging Steve's dick. On each thrust I pull his ass in with my hands on each of his buttcheeks. Every couple of thrusts his dick rams through again and hurts like hell. "Shh, the neighbors" Steve said quietly but sternly in my ear. Oh, I must have been moaning loudly! This was a thin walled hotel and you could hear a person walking down the hall past your door. So I bit my lips. But Steve was a beast. His thrusts got a rhythm on time with a metronome. I didn't need to grab his ass and encourage him anymore and almost needed to brace against his great thrusting thighs. Steve's fucking became a machine. Constant pace and ramming in deep each time. What happened to this decent, all American lumberjack? His thrusting was getting gradually faster and was not letting up. My buttcheeks started making that butt slapping noise, ya know, when being pounded rough and hard. Steve moved his arms back into pistons and raised his body off my but still leaning over me fully. I could no longer grab his beefy ass so grabbed his great thighs just to feel them pounding me. We looked at each other in the eyes again. What a handsome and kind face he still had while fucking. He wasn't squirming or constricting his face. I probably was looking funny in the face! I tried to keep a straight face but I'm no bottom and his massive meat wouldn't stop pulverizing my ass! Often I'd have to close my eyes on one of his deep thrusts and when I opened' them I'd catch Steve checking out his dick fucking my hole, but then he'd notice me looking at him, and our eyes would lock again, and then I'd close my eyes on another deep thrust. He grabbed my raging hard dick with one hand but I was too close . "I will cum when you do," I explained, not wanting him to think I didn't want to cum. He looked at me again and I held onto his biceps with my hands. Steve's thrusts were happening too fast and his desire to get me off were telltell signs. "Where do you want me to cum?" he said seriously, and looked me directly in the eyes. I was embarrassed. I wanted him to cum anyway he wanted, seriously. I imagined how hot it would be to walk to work with his babies up my butt, but I also got excited from imagining the feeling of his hot cum spraying all over my chest or face. I looked away for a bit. "Where you want. You can cum in me or on me". Steve said nothing in reply. It was cumming. Steve lowered his beefy body all the way on me just to the point before crushing me. I raised my legs up high so his dick had a clear shot of my fuckhole, and grabbed his smooth arching back. I looked over at my side to see Steve's face but his face was smothered in the bed sheets. His neck veins were pulsing rapidly. Then I heard him moan differently. It was a muffled sound in the bed sheets but clearly a prelude to orgasm. "Fuck yea Steve, cum." I whispered in his ear. Another muffled moan, and great thrust of his thighs, and Steve's great beefy body shook and quaked above me. He was cumming! Silently his body shook again. Steve was cumming inside my ass! I didn't feel his cock squirting inside my hole but it felt amazing to know this man wanted it and took it and filled it up. My dick started squirting shot after shot of cum. I could feel my fuckhole and sphincter pulse tighter around Steve's dick each time my cock squirted and I wondered if he enjoyed the feeling of my ass milking his dick. He made no sound but stayed inside me. NOTE: pic is closest I could find of Steve's appearance. Sadly I've no pics of him!

God, I need some dick. I need it deep, I need it raw and I need it NOW...

There are many reasons I love getting gang banged. I love when men bond over fucking me, huge turn on. Also, one of the reason I love getting gang banged, when I spend time getting cleaned and ready, I want to get seriously fucked and usually one guy doesn't get it. I am usually just in the frame of mind, fuck this feels good just as the first guy cums. So if I can get a couple of guys taking turns, by the 3rd guy, I fucking fully relaxed. Plus there's nothing better than that getting truly fucked, and seeded, and you just get fucking mounted again

Part 2 (Corrupting Matt) Part one of Steve's plan was already accomplished with Matt becoming familiar with hitting the pipe. He had to get thing ready for the next step and had a meeting with few of his really good customers from campus. He was sure to have a nice variety with a jock (a guy was was on his college swim team), a nerd boy and a couple in between. He showed them Matt's on line profile and told them to keep an eye out for when he might seek out a 'hook up'. Although all the guys at the meeting were poz, party boy barebackers, Steve made sure to let them all know not to push the issue about partying or unsafe sex with Matt, It was Steve's intention to be the first guy to not only fuck Matt bareback, but to breed him with his poz load. He told them that the first guy to get him to agree to let one of them come oveR his apartment would get free party supplies for a month. The plan was simple, once one of them got himself invited over Steve would catch the guy coming out of Matt's apartment. After this he would then come on to Matt one night after they smoked with the girls. Steve had the girls suddenly head out of town on a business trip leaving Matt a little sex starved. This had Matt needing sexual release and on line looking for an easy hook up with another buy to satisfy his need. It was early in the evening and Matt was on line looking. The guys Steve had recruited did their part in trying to get the discrete wrestler to comit to meeting. Eventually nerd boy got the wrestlers attention knowing full well that he (Matt) could be te crap out of him if he told anyone. Nerd boy emailed a full copy of the chat conversation he had with Matt before leaving his dorm room for Matt's apartment. While Steve waited for nerd boy to show up he read the chat the two had moments earlier. It was apparent that Matt was a top when it came to guys and that he planed on breeding nerd boy. Matt asked nerd boy about partying and (as instructed by Steve) down played his own expeirience with Tina. Nerd boy told Matt that he didn't party. It only took nerd boy 15 minutes to ride his bike over and Matt quickly ushered him inside. Steve watched the entire action on hidden cameras he had stratigically placed in the apartment one day while Matt was at wrestling practice. Sure enough they were on Matt's bed as nerd boy took Matt's cock down to the root before they ended up in 69. Steve could tell Matt had some experience with guys and started to wonder what Matt's expeirence was with bottoming. From the chat conversation Matt had with nerd boy it didn't show any informatikon that he ever tried bottoming. Nerd boy figured he'd try a few things out on Matt to see if he might get pleasure from having his ass played with since part of his job was to get intel for Steve. As the two got naked on Matt's bed it didn't take long before nerd boy had Matt's cock deep in his throat. While he was working Matt's cock he played with Matt's hole a little eliciting pleasant moans from the wreslter. But that was short lived and soon enough Matt had manuvered nerd boy into 69, eventually fucking the boy raw. Nerd boy toook 3 loads from Matts balls before telling Matt he needed to get back to the dorms. Steve knew it was his que to be right outside Matt's door as nerd boy left. Steve made sure that as nerd boy left Matt's apartment. As it was planned Steve came to Matt's door as nerd boy was exiting. Steve's excuse for coming to see Matt was that the girls called him and asked if he and Matt might be around for some late night partying when they got hom from their business trip. This was all part of the plan and worked like a charm. There was Steve at Matt's door as nerd boy was leaving the partent shortly after getting fucked full of Matt's cum. Nerd boy made a gesture to Steve like they knew each other leaving Matt exposed. Steve's eye contact with nerd boy and then with Matt was to let his tenant know he knew the well fucked kid who just left. Matt tried to play it off like he knew nerd boy from class, but (in some strange way) Steve's stare was to let Matt know that Steve knew what the two were doing. Steve then informed Matt that the girls would be back home within the hour and if he was up to party with them tha night adding the comment if his balls weren't already drained. The expression on Matt's face told the whole story as Steve attempted to get the jock pff gaurd by adding something about jerking off a lot while the co-eds were gone. The added comment seemed to ease Matt's mind as he said that if they were going to smoke he was sure he could work a few loads into the girls. Steve told Matt that he was welcome to hang with him until the girls got back and smoke a few while they waited. Matt agreed and told Steve he'd be right up after he changed into some other clothes. Steve told him to just grab a t-shirt since their clothes would end up on the floor shortly after the girls got back. Matt walked back into his apartment to grab a t-shirt as Steve followed behind him into the bedroom. Matt could not hide the mess the bed had become from the sex he had with nerd boy. Matt wondered if the bedroom reaked of sex as he grabbed a t-shirt and the two headed over to Steve's place. Once inside Matt could see a well packed pipe as Steve offered Matt something to drink while Matt sat down in the chair. When Steve came in with their drinks he sat down on the couch. Steve ut on some straight porn while they began to smoke. Steve took a blue pill out if a bottle he had on the coffee table. Matt asked what was the pill Steve had just taken. Steve let Matt know that he took a Viagra to help keep him hard since he knew that the girls would probably want to party hard that night and the rest of the weekend. Steve then offered Matt a blue pill telling the jock that it was probably a good idea that he take one too, but what Matt didn't know was that the pill Steve gave him was a nothing more then a sugar pill. Steve made sure to smoke Matt up as the two waited for the girls while talking Matt up and making sly comments about nerd boy to keep Matt off guard while the Tina began to cloud his mind and the GHB in his drink began to loosen his inhbitions. Before Matt knew it he had smoke 3 bowls of Tina and with the G affecting him the way Steve had hoped. Steve then made a comment about knowing nerd boy. Without thinking, Matt admitted nerd boy left his apartment with 3 of his loads inside his ass. By this point Matt hadn't noticed that the porn playing changed from straight porn to bi porn. Steve then made the comment that it appeared that the co-eds weren't the only bisexuals that lived there as he shot his gaze directly into Matt's sole. Matt knew he was outed as he hoped Steve wouldn't tell anyone. Steve assure Matt that his secert was safe with him as his phone beep telling him that he received a text message. As Steve read the 'message' out loud letting Matt know that the girls got a flat tire and had to get a hotel room for the night and wouldn't be back until the next day. Matt said he was so damn horny and was looking forward to fucking the girls as he attempted to stroke himself hard. Steve told the jock the night shouldn't be a total loss as he stroked his own hard cock. Matt was no longer in control of his actions as Steve pulled him by the hand and guided the jock's head to his crotch. Instinctively Matt took his landlord's cock into his mouth and began to suck the hard, 8" cock like nerd boy had done to him only a few hours earleir. Steve grabbed Matt's drink off the coffee table and told him to drink it down as headed up stairs to Steve bedroom. Matt handed the empty glass to Steve as the 2 naked men began to kiss before Steve pushed Matt to his knees allowing Matt to resume sucking Steve's cock as Steve turned the bedroom TV on as it played gay bareback porn. While Matt was showing Steve his cock sucking skills he had no clue that before the night was through Steve was going to be sliding his raw, poz cock inside his neg ass and filling him with multiple loads of poz cum. Matt comtinued to try and stroke his cock hard. In his drugged up mind Steve was the one who was going to get fucked. Matt showed his frustration with his inability to get hard when he stopped sucking Steve's cock saying "FUCK! I'm so damn horny and I can't get hard!" Steve pulled Matt to his feet kissing him before guiding him onto his back on the bed. Steve then got between Matt's legs and began to suck his soft, Tina dick. Matt's head began to role from side to side as he moaned while enjoying the blow job still not being able to get completely hard. While Steve had him distracted from the suck job he was receiveing Matt barely noticed the lubed finger circling his hole. It wasn't long before Steve eased a finger inside the jock's butt elliciting a deeper moan from the unsuspecting jock. Steve was guessing that Matt was probably a virgin as he felt the tightness of his ass on his invading finger. Steve took his time as he urged Matt to hit a freshly packed pipe Steve had next to him making Matt think that hitting the pipe would help him get hard. What the jock didn't know was that the more he smoke Tina, the harder it became for him to get hard, the more he was falling under Steve's control. By the 5 hit on the pipe Steve had worked a second finger inside the jock. As the two fingers became three Steve had pulled out his well stashed Tina container that held several nice chunks of meth. As Matt continued to smoke the pipe Steve took two good shards and (as he switched hands) pushed three finger from the opposite hand and the two shards of Tina inside jock boy's hole. In between moans Matt made a comment about his butt burning while Steve could feel Matt's hole begin to relax as the TIna melted. Steve was now able to work a fourth finger inside Matt as he began to lube his cock with his free hand. Matt had no clue he was a few minutes away from becoming Steve cum dump as Steve's cock was rock hard and leaking like a fucet. Steve made sure to put some Tina on his lube cover cock as he moved up to take (what he guessed was) Matt's virgin ass. As the tip of Steve's hard cock touch Matt's sensitive hole it brought jock boy back to reality as he looked up to see Steve climbing on top of him with his legs under his arms. Matt thought for a moment how he had been in Steve's position so many times and now the roles were reversed as he felt the tip of Steve's cock easily slide inside him. Steve took his time as he slowly worked all Tina coverd 8" inside Matt. By this point the sensation of the first cock to ever to enter Matt's hole had him thinking the slight burning he felt was from taking his first cock ever. Matt never thought about bottoming, he had akways thought he was a top, but now he was mentally getting ready to being fucked and soon Steve was going to make sure he knew he was not only getting fucked raw, but taking a poz cock and, eventually,being bred full of poz cum. Steve looked down at the jock impailed on his rod and as he slowly began to pull out and push back in said to his tenant, "DAMN BOY! Your ass feels nice and tight. I bet that I am the first guy to hve his cock inside your jock ass." Steve's words brought Matt to the reality of what was happening in the moment as a moan escaped through his lips giving away exactly what Steve was guessing as Matt only able to shake his head acknowledging his former virgin status. With that information now known Steve began to pull out and push back in with more purpose. He knew he was good for 5 loads the way Matt's ass felt as it gripped his cock wiht each stroke. After about 15 minutes of Matt taking the first cock of his life fucking him Steve knew it was time for Matt to know that he was getting his jock ass fucked bareback. He grabbed one of Matt's hands and guided it to his hole as he stared into the jock's eyes. Steve leaned in closer to Matt as he softly spoke, "Feel how my hard cock is working your hole." Matt felt the hard cock that took his virginity and as he realized that he was taking a bare cock began to panic at first before he realized that it was the exact wat that he had fucked every guy (and girl) to that point. And after telling Steve that nerd boy left with 3 loads of his own cum how could he complain and ask Steve to stop and put a condom on. Besides, he loved the skin on skin feeling. Matt said to Steve, "FUCK YEAH, GIVE ME THAT RAW COCK!" This surprised Steve who responded with, "Yeah, does my jock bitch like raw cock fucking him? I know you like giving raw cock and your cum to others. You want my load jock boy, you ready to be my cum dump?" Steve was really fucking Matt long dicking him, at time he pulled completely out before slamming back in balls deep with Matt moving his ass to meet each thrust. Matt answered the man fucking him, "Yes I want your load. Breed me like I've bred others. Turn me into your cum dump." With that Steve thrusted hard and deep as his cock spasmed while he unloaded his first load inside Matt's ass. Without going soft and not missing a beat he began to work the poz cum nside Matt as he began working for load number two. He knew it was time to let Matt know he not only took his first load, but his first poz load. As Steve began to work towards his second load he let Matt know that although Steve had bred his breeding was not like the ones Matt had done on the asses (and pussies) he had fucked before. Steve was again fucking Matt hard as he was about to breed his jock boy cumdump he stared into Matt's eyes and as he shot load two let Matt know that Steve was breeding him with a charged load, a poz load. Matt had a stunned look on his face as he continued to take the fucking, and three more poz loads, Steve before Steve finally pulled his cock out of Matt's well fucked hole only to have Matt instructively suck Steve's cock clean when he gave Matt his sixth load of the night for Matt to eat.

- After reading so many fucking hoT stories here, I decided I’d give it a try and see what you studs think. It starts off a little slow, as far as parTying goes, but trust me, I’ll get there as fast as a can. Enjoy! Part 1 – Who He Always Was During his first sexual encounter at the age of 18, Blake knew what he liked. Like a moth to the flame, Blake was drawn to aggressive, dominant fucking. His first fuck hinted at what lurked beneath. And while he didn’t completely let loose that first time around, he knew what he liked and he would make sure every fuck after that was tinged in that darkness he craved. Shortly after graduating high school he finally gathered the courage to explore the feelings he had pushed down for so long. He knew he was gay, and he knew from all the porn he had watched for years that he needed an ass to fuck. Growing up in a relatively small town didn’t allow for the sexual escapades his dick yearned for. Jacking his dick, night after night, he wished it was a tight hole that he could just use and abuse. As that summer got into full swing, Blake’s balls needed a release that his hands just couldn’t provide any more. While he had already been accepted into one of his top universities, he decided to visit Austin, TX that summer to give the campus a look, but more importantly, to find a willing hole to fuck. Even then, at 18, he knew his 8.5-inch uncut dick was something special. And the fact that it was attached to a 6’1”, athletic frame with a light dusting of black hair on his chest that gave way to an ever so slight treasure trail, only added to his appeal. But even being given the gift of physicality, his eyes were what drew every girl (and guy too) in his home town crazy. His dark eyes and hair greatly complimented his fair skin. His entire presence was something powerful, and combined with his smile and gaze, he could disarm most anyone; a talent that would come in handy as he grew into sexuality. As he drove to Austin, he began thinking about the porn he had watched that seemed to move to the forefront of his mind. His favorites where the amateur/home-made clips. Something about the unproduced, unrehearsed fuck sessions he saw drove him crazy, especially when the top was aggressive. As it turned out, the most aggressive and dominant tops who he admired most, the ones who spit on sluts they fucked, were the ones who fucked raw. His favorite clip was in some unknown apartment, with modest furnishings. A sling in the middle of the room had a Hispanic bottom restrained in the sling, blindfolded. The stud fucking him did so without mercy. The sounds of chains clanking, and the bottom moaning in pleasure were only drowned out by the top-stud saying, “Take my fucking dick, faggot!” Each thrust made the bottom moan, and the camera panned down to the raw dick sliding in and out of the bottom, and finally you hear the top yell, “Take my fucking cum, slut.” And he grabs the bottom’s shoulders and gets his dick as deep as he can while he loads up the bound bottom. “Fucking perfect,” were the only words that escaped Blake’s lips the first time he saw that clip as he shot volley after volley of cum all over his chest and chin. With his rock hard cock aching to shoot, he began to wonder what would be the easiest and fastest way to get an ass wrapped around his cock. He had done his fair share of flirting and sexting, both online and on Grindr, so he was no stranger to getting the ball rolling. He pulled into a parking lot attached to a fast-food chain with free wi-fi and logged on. Within about 5 minutes he had numerous bottoms looking for his attention. Many couldn’t host, so that limited his choices, but one host stuck out: Jason. 5’11”, brown hair, green eyes, slim build, 20 years old with a place all his own. He arrived 15 minutes later after confirming the details and was happy with his choice. Jason answered the door in just a pair of gym shorts that rode low enough to see that he was wearing a black jockstrap. His body looked tight, and Blake’s 18-year-old cock sprang to life. After the initial awkwardness of his first fuck, Blake found his calling as a true top stud. Over the course of the night, Blake filled Jason’s hole with 6 loads. But somewhere in the heat of the fucking, Blake found one hand on Jason’s throat, squeezing ever so slightly, waiting for protest, but none came. He took that as a green light and squeezed harder, and as he squeezed, Jason’s ass clenched around his raw dick. And just like that, he knew he was in control. He knew, from then on, he had the power to fuck and fill useless sluts however he wanted. He didn’t quite know what that all meant, but has he held Jason down and spit directly onto his face, he smirked. He slowly withdrew is cum-covered cock until just the head remained, and at that last moment he shoved it back in has hard as he could. Taking pleasure in the moans Jason was making, he regretted that it had taken so long to finally get his dick inside someone. *** Blake came back to reality. He often thought of his first fuck. It was the culmination of years of pent-up sexual energy let loose. And oh how he had grown over the last 5 years, he thought. Not only had he graduated from university and secured a job at a top public relations firm in Dallas, but also discovered the joys of tina-fueled fuck sessions. His parents passed away in a car accident shortly after his sophomore year in college and left him quite a bit of money. It was during his time of mourning that he discovered meth and hadn’t looked back since. He was smart enough to not let the drug control his life, because 1) Blake was always the one in charge and 2) He learned that the high was intensified when he was able to brake unsuspecting boys and men by not only getting them to smoke and slam, (Blake LOVED slamming virgin veins and getting it on cam) but to also take his raw cock for hours on end. Blake cleaned up his downtown apartment, got everything in order and in place: restraints on the bed posts, blindfold in the night stand, tina, pipe and points ready to go, cameras set up and various toys and lube on hand when needed. He jumped in the shower and said to himself, “What hole is going to get ruined tonight?”, as he stroked his growing cock. Some poor fucker had no idea what was in store for him.

SPEED BREEDING: Garrett was a self-proclaimed ‘ugly old troll’ but he had a fucking killer dick. His dick was long, thicker than a beer can - I know, I measured it several times and every time I stood in awe –his dick had numerous weird bumps and humps on it like some Medieval fairy tale, and spewed unmedicated POZ cum like an Arabian Stallion. I first met Garrett about 20 years ago at my very first “Sunday Funday” at one of the local gay bars. I don’t really do the whole gay scene, but the friends I was living with after just moving to town the day before took me with them as they were regulars and it was the place to see and be seen on a Sunday afternoon after all the queens had left church. We had not been on the patio of the bar for 5 minutes before my friend tapped me on the arm and held his drink forth like a royal scepter to point at a man sitting just in the shadows of the patio roof, “See him? That one? DON’T EVER talk to him. We NEVER speak with him.” He then proceeded to give the financial review and resume summary of all the ‘DC power queens’ in attendance - those he expected me to bow to, kiss their fucking hand, and pretend like I gave a fuck about their Martha Stewart Living chintz condo. I was at the bar, trying to get drink refills for my two friends and I to no avail. I had moved further and further down the bar trying to get the bartender’s attention and was literally leaning up on the bar on my forearms practically yelling at the jerk and was about to give up when someone squeezed my right arm, “Let me,” he said. It was Garrett. I shrugged, he said one word, “THOMAS!” and the bartender could not turn and pay attention to him fast enough. I was in awe. As Thomas was busy preparing my order I gave Garrett my thanks, “It’s nothing,” he said, “Thomas shows up at my door about four nights a week after the bar closes begging for my dick and load up his ass so the boy knows what’s at stake.” I blanched a bit at his bluntness, turned to see who else might have heard, then Garrett set his hand on my arm again, “I know what your friends over there say and think about me. I know what they all say and think about me. Ask me if I give a flying fuck! Half these fucking queens are ankles up on my bed at least once during the week as I fuck the shit out of them so here’s to you!” Wow - and I instinctively glanced down at his crotch and saw a fucking GIANT bulge straining his summer whites. Garrett’s hand was back on my arm, “You trying to get fucked?” I didn’t know what to say to that either. He spoke up again, “THOMAS! Double shots - Tequila - NOW!” The bartender bobbed his head, stopped the drink he was mixing, and poured four shots of Tequila in front of us. I’m more of a beer guy, but figured what the hell. I matched Garrett shot for shot and was soon stumbling through the crowd as I followed him to a door at the back marked NO ENTRY. He turned the lock, we stepped in, “YOU’RE NEW IN TOWN RIGHT?” GARRETT ASKED, “ I KNOW I WOULD HAVE REMEMBERED THAT ASS. PULL THOSE FUCKING SHORTS DOWN.” I obeyed without question, but once the pain of his raw cock ripping my hole open took the edge off the liquor I begged him to pull out and put a condom on. He just laughed, stuck a bottle under my nose and said, “Sniff this powder,” then kept fucking me. Before I knew it Garrett was rubbing my head like I was a pound puppy, “That’s some good ass boy. Just loaded you up. Here’s my number. Any time you need some good dick you just call.” The door opened and closed and I was alone. I tried to pull myself together, but felt pretty fucked up so when I left the stock room we had been in. I stumbled down the stairs, out to the curb, and caught a cab back to my friends’ place. I was together enough to call the bar from a pay phone, to have them paged, and to let them know I had come home and crashed and was not feeling well. I deflected their questions the next day and really did not think much about what had happened until I found the crumpled up paper in my pocket with the number. I called it. Garrett picked up on the second ring. There was no preamble, “Yeah I remember you. You need some more dick huh? Stop at the liquor store on your way. I need a bottle of Vodka.” Just over an hour and two shots of vodka later I was bent over in Garrett's hallway as he bred me with his massive, deformed, raw dick. With my pants still down around my ankles and his cum dripping from my hole, he led me to his bedroom pushed me onto the bed, undressed me, shoved some coke in front of my nose for me to snort, then handed me a bottle of poppers as he eased back up my cummy ass and started exploring. The coke made me high as fuck and one load was not enough. Two was not enough. Unlike my friends - and their friends - who I knew were prudes and would have had some snide comment, Garrett just smiled, patted me on the arm and said, “No worries. I know just who to call.” Less than 20 minutes later there was a horse dick sized BBC plowing my ass raw as Garrett sat quietly in the living room watching his TV. Once done, with BBC cum odor still filling the air, Garrett smiled, “Feel better? I’m sure you do. I always do after he fucks me. Yes, yes, I know I have a big dick, but as you know, sometimes there’s just nothing that feels better than a big black man fucking the hell out of you. OK. What are you doing Friday night?” I was fucked silly right then and could barely form two words, but Garrett went on, “Look. I throw a party one Friday a month at a parking garage over on P Street. It’s a sex party. Everyone thinks it’s Dean’s, which it is, but he’s the front man really. I own the garage, but that is neither here nor there.” (Not until a couple years later at the reading of his will would I come to realize yes he owned that property, which was bought by Whole Foods, as well as a majority of the club where I first met him, and a bunch of other shit in town that no one ever knew about). “The party attracts several hundred people over the course of the night, but a select bunch are invited into the VIP area. You can make some good cash if you help me. All I need is for you to offer that thick white ass to whoever wants to fuck and breed it - no questions asked. I will give you all the coke you need, it will be totally anonymous - your queenie friends and the fucking royal court will never know you are there let alone part of my Speed Breeding set up. You like? Speed Breeding? One of my guys manages it, but it’s my idea. There are two, maybe three bottoms - total cum dumps - who will have their ass up in a curtained off area. For $20, any top gets 5 minutes to fuck and cum if he can. The more cum you take, the more tips you get, the more money you make. You got a fucking hungry ass and you can still call me anytime you need some raw dick, but I’d really love to set you up for the Speed Breeding. I think you would be fucking perfect - what do you say?” HELL - I WAS DRUGGED UP, MY HOLE WAS FUCKED OUT, AND MY GUTS FILLED WITH CUM - WHAT DID HE THINK I WOULD SAY? Stay tuned for part 2. (*From the author: If you like the story let me know - post a reply or give a reputation. Thanks to everyone who takes the time to read these stories and for the continued support!)

Does anyone else get turned on by bareback tranny training videos online?

(This is my first story - hope all errors are corrected and everyone enjoys) The longer I drove around searching for the house, the harder my cock got in my shorts and being that I didn’t wear underwear my shorts had a huge pre-cum spot on them when I did find it. The house was hidden from the road by overgrown trees, shrubs, and weeds; what led me to the house was an old faded, rusted mailbox with a bright yellow scorpion with a small red biohazard symbol painted inside its body. Turning into the drive way, my cock pulsed even more pre-cum into my shorts as well as onto my leg. Once the overgrowth cleared, I got my first view of the house and it was close to being condemned. All the windows were blacked out, the paint on house was peeling away and in places the wooden siding was falling off, yet oddly enough the front door looked to have been freshly painted in a bright red, and painted in the lower right corner was a yellow scorpion which more-or-less matched the scorpion painted on the mail box. I didn't notice, however, if this scorpion was pictured with a biohazard symbol, but somehow I would bet money on it that it did. Parking off to the side, my legs began to shake, perhaps out of fear but also perhaps out of excitement stemming from my anticipation of what was about to happen. Taking a bottle of poppers out of the middle console, I twisted the top off, shoved it under my nose and took a deep hit, not once but twice. I felt my body relax and my mind drift. I shut off my car, opened the door and stepped out in to the hot summer air. As I walked to the front door, my cock pointed the way pumping out more pre-cum, by the time I climbed the three stairs and was standing in front of the red door, the spot on my shorts was the size of a grapefruit. I knocked three times and waited. I could hear movement from inside the house and time seemed to slow to a crawl. Not knowing how much time had really passed I knocked again. Again I heard some motion inside the house, as a voice called out "Fuckin’ heard you the first time!!!” I stepped back as the door began to swing open. Staring back at me from inside the door was a older man, if I had to guess I would say about 65, wearing nothing but a pair of boxer shorts, that looked as if they were just as old as he was. You could tell that in his prime he was muscular, but time had taken a toll on him: his skin was wrinkled and sagging, and his chest was blanketed by a coat of white fur that tapered down to a trail that disappeared into the waist of his boxers and exited each leg, covering them in an even thicker blanket of fur. “I was looking…” I said, but he cut me off abruptly. “I know why you are here, you know why you are here” he said, as he turned, letting go of the open door and started walking back into the house. Turning again he motioned for me to follow. I did not hesitate. The inside of the house was just as bad as the outside: wallpaper was half hanging off the walls, plaster was cracked and in some places missing. I followed him into a room just to the left of a staircase that looked as if it would come crashing down if anyone attempted to climb it. He crossed half the room and turned before sitting in an old chair, as he did his cock poked through the fly of his boxers. He was uncut and as I got closer I could see that his foreskin completely covered his head. I could not help but stare. His cock was twitching, and looked as if it was growing and thickening. I watched as it continued to exit his fly and stretched out a good 8 inches and yet the foreskin still covered the head. I bet there was another two inches inside the boxers. I couldn’t help by rub my own hard cock as I watched. “You looking for mild exposure, moderate, strong or extreme exposure?’ he asked as he ran his hand across his chest and down his stomach. His hand did not stop until he had gripped his cock. He pulled back the foreskin some to expose the tip of his head. “Extreme,” I replied, licking my lips. “I thought so,” he whispered as he stood, still holding his cock. With his free hand he reached under his cock and into his boxers pulling out his balls and started to walk away telling me to follow him. We left the room and started up the staircase. The only sound I heard was the creaking of the staircase as we made our ascent. As we climbed the staircase, I could see he was slowly stroking his uncut cock. My mind raced as I asked myself 'Is this man going to slide his cock into my hole and expose me?' My cock throbbed, rubbing against my leg and shorts. Once we were at the top, he went over to what looked like a light switched and flipped it on and off four times, then left it on. What it controlled was no where to be seen. Opening a door next to the switch, we entered a dark room. Only after he flipped another switch did a red light come on so I could see I was in a very small room, each was of which was covered in mirrors. In the center of the room was a black wooden box, about a three feet high, three feet long and only wide enough for a torso to fit. Secured to the floor, one to each corner of the box was a pair of leather cuffs. The sole word 'Fuck' popped in my mind. “Strip, put your clothing into the box and lay on top.” I was out of what little I had been wearing before he had completed his sentence, as instructed, putting the items in the box. No sooner was I done when he pushed my back, so my chest and stomach were resting on the box. His hand slid down my back and continued down my ass crack until he reached my cock and balls. Wrapping his hand around them pulling them out from under me until they were pointing down the side of the box. He quickly worked to secure each of my legs in the cuffs. Afterwards I tried to move them, but saw I only had about an inch of play. Clearly I wasn’t going any where. He did the same to my arms. There was no turning back now. Bending down next to me, I could feel his hot breathe in my ear as he grunted "Now the fun begins." With these brief remarks he turned, left the room, shutting the door behind himself.

can't wait for daddy to cum home... pt. 2

pozpuppy this is a fucking awesome story, keep it going, wish I had been poz fucked like that at 18

To my thinking; once a man agrees to take a bare cock, he loses all his rights to refuse the load. The top had absolute dominion over the bottom for the duration of the fuck and may breed that hole at his discretion. Full stop.

Nothing quite matches putting my dick into a used hole. I make my bf go get loads before I fuck him once in a while. Sometimes I take over his BBRT and don't tell him who he's going to meet, other times I love fucking him not knowing who last put their seed in that hole.

Fuckin' Oink~! Please keep sharing. Pervs like you make visiting BZ fun. Wood love to breed it. Thanks for following me LittleWilly.

Had a great flip-fuck with an old bud of mine last night. He's got a nice big fat dick, and loves it raw. I bred him first then sat on his cock and he pumped a load in me.

Boys are disgusting! That's why we love them so much!

Jon was acting weird after he got back from looking after his parents. It could have been the realisation that his dad or any of us are not immortal, but deep down you and I know the real reason why. He didn’t believe my tale of knocking over a bowl of yoghurt as an excuse for the stained chair cover or why my hole, in his opinion was looser than when he last fucked me. No matter how much I tried to convince him it was all in his head, he just knew what I’d been up to especially when I started to come down with some unseasonal flu like symptoms which I tried to pass off as hay fever, not daring to mention I ached all over and basically felt like shit!. He talked me into taking a few days off work to recover. As soon as Jon lefty for work I started to dial Adam & Scott boning up immediately just thinking of the fuck session we were about to have, but before I finished flicking through for their numbers the doorbell went. I scrabble to pull up my trackie bottoms but go to the door bare-chested. At our door was a guy I thought I knew but didn’t know where from...in a heavy French accent I hear, “Errrm, Hi, err hello I’m Jean-Marc, I live opposite with my wife Marie………” Completely off guard and in a thunder flash remember being fucked with him watching me as he ironed. “Ah, yes I remember” now it was my time to be nervous, “Errmm I’m sorry about a few weeks ago, err, I meant to close the curtains but we just got carried away.” Feeling brave adding, “I think you enjoyed it too if I remember correctly?” A big grin breaks across his face, “Yes you could say, thank you!” Come in, I feel like shit and will catch more of a cold staying in the doorway like this, “I promise won’t pounce, unless you want me to?” Sit down, can I get you a drink? “No, no I’m good thanks” he now nervously replies. “I’m not sure why I’m here, really. Marie is away with work and she loves to spy on our neighbours peeking in to their rooms hoping for a flash of nakedness or if they think no one is watching them engaged in sex. It’s a huge turn on for her, really gets in the mood. I know I like being submissive in bed with my wife, letting her take the lead in sex especially if we have spied someone.” His frankness has my cock twitching and I see him stare at my tenting track suit bottoms, especially as my cock is leaking like a faucet and there is already a sizable damp patch. I sneeze a couple of time, blow my nose as another wave of chills crash over me and teasingly he continues. “I love it when she rides my cock, pulling hard on my nipples, until I shoot into her. Then she turns around and sits on my face and tells me to, Clean up your mess, you cum sucker. Make sure you lick every drop of your hot gooey cum out of my pussy. I want to see cum on your face when you're through licking me clean." Fuck! I am so horny right now. I could easily rape his straight ass this instant so strong is my need to fuck and spill my hopefully potent seed. I rub my hands over my shivering body and adjust my lump of iron cock which just throbs and twitches at the lightest touch. Jean-Marc sits there open mouthed, watching my every move, his immaculate light fawn chinos straining to contain what looks like a sizable cock in his pants. My emotions were running wild and then he says “I have never looked at a guy like this before, yet here I am happily married yet checking you out. I can feel my heart racing in my chest. I love the taste of my own cum and since watching have sex with your friends” quickly adding, “not your husband…I have wondered what another mans cum would taste like.” My head was spinning. He looked cute enough, in that straight-guy way: well styled light brown hair, blue eyes to match his polo shirt and a slightly comfortable body. I guessed him to be in his early thirties. He was a little taller than I am, maybe 6’4”. We spent a few minutes on boring small talk until I had to run our bedroom to get more tissues and he followed. “Damn, that’s some bed.” If he wasn’t straight I’d have thought what a cheesey come-on line, I also would have explained that as a metal four poster it is great for bondage sex, but I didn’t want to scare him away just yet. “It’s a pain in the ass to move, clean and change linen but we think it’s cool.” “If I had the strength I’d show you It’s great for pull-ups too.” “Is that the secret to those huge arms?” If he wasn’t straight, I would have assumed for a second time he was hitting on me. “How big are your biceps?” Lying I tell him, “I’ve no idea” “Wow, I doubt my small hands could even get around them.” I decided to go for broke, flexed my biceps “Wanna try?” He was on me before I knew what happened. In a second he went from brushing his fingers across my bicep to kissing me so hard he almost knocked me over. He started maneuvering me towards the bed while making a terrible attempt at pulling my trackies off so I made it easy on him by stripping down naked and pulling him onto the bed with me. He chewed on my lips and neck for several minutes while roughly massaging my pecs and nipples, then sat up on his knees so abruptly I assumed our fun had come to an end. He stared at me smirked and winked with that look that says “I want more”, then slowly pulled his polo shirt over his head to reveal a smooth, muscular chest and a slight belly with the start of some love handles. My cock began to throb and leak a string of pre-cum it was harder than it had ever been and drew his attention. “J’adore ta bite. You have a huge cock,” he said, smiling a big broad smile. “Thanks.” “Can I try to suck it?” He was clumsy, too fast, and kept gagging every time he tried to deep-throat it. I grabbed a handful of his hair and forced him to slow down and I have to resist my building need to skull-fuck a load down his throat. I had to give him credit for trying, obviously no experience with guys. I rolled him over on his back, pinned him down, and licked his smooth chest. I was having fun and took my time, working down his torso until my face was hovering over his cock. I opened his chinos, pulled his cock out of his briefs, and tried to give him the best blowjob of his life. I lick around the shaft, causing his cock to bounce and produce a pearl of cum, then swirl my tongue around the head and swallow his cock whole until I press my chin against his balls. “Purtain!,” he cries, “Fuck” then moans as his eyes roll back, I tease until his gasps signal I’m bringing him close, over and over, edging him milking his salty pre-cum until he begins thrashing about, “Non!, non, “Je ne peux pas prendre plus!” “Sorry, I mean I can’t take this anymore, please let me cum?” As he strips out of his chinos my toes find the waistband of his briefs and he laughs when I yank them down around his knees. I feel him kick his underwear off and my cock is so hard it is pulsing with my heartbeat in unison with Jean-Marc’s. I lean up and kiss him again, my hands moving over the tight muscles of his arms and chest. I reach around his neck and pull him towards me as he again breaks into that ‘Cat got the cream’ look. Jean-Marc grinds his cock against mine. “We’re crazy.” He says. I nod, concentrating on not letting the touch of his cock make me shoot as I reached into our nightstand for lube and poppers, a brief thought filled my mind, I cannot do this, I am almost certainly Poz and we do not have any condoms, but the urge to breed and stealth Poz my first conquest just as quickly pushes that thought to the back of my mind. I lubed my rock-hard cock up, then grabbed his cock and pulled him forward before he could change his mind. Straddling me, he reached behind and maneuvered against me until we were finally lined up face to face. “I want to fuck you,” I growl. “Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!” I wanted to grab his hips and thrust all the way in balls deep so fucking bad that I think my eyes were watering as much as my nose, but I allowed him to take his time and slowly push his tight pucker against the head of my dick. He huffed and puffed on the poppers, winced as his full weight is applied with the pressure and tension growing until my slimy cock tears through with obvious blinding pain. he can’t help but scream out, holds his breath as he slowly sinks deeper down the length of my dick as his oh so tight anal muscles gradually ease their vice-like grip, releasing a desperate gasp from Jean-Marc and only starts to breathe again once his ass cheeks are resting on my manicured pubes. His ass muscles tensed and grip with the initial wave of pain. I encouraged him to relax, to go slow. His eyes were closed tight and sweat began beading on his smooth chest and forehead. He looked so fucking sexy at that moment skewered on my cock waiting until the pain begins to recede. He senses I am waiting for his approval to proceed so he meets my eyes and nods. I kiss him again, and I couldn’t resist any more so push even deeper into his guts as I pump his ass like a piston. He has a look of amazement on his face “Purtain!…Fuck,” he cried out. “I can’t do it. I can’t take it.” I assured him he could. I continued pushing my boner up into his guts, he’s trembling with eyes closed tightly shut, I then slowly began raising my hips. Only after his pained expression eases do I begin to slowly pump his hole, he takes each thrust with a soft grunt, his hands clutching my pecs and never once does he try to pull away. I began pumping harder, producing copious amounts of pre-cum making for a slick movement as he finally begins to relax, loving the way he would make this little yelp every time I go too deep. He finally opened his eyes, looking at me as if for the first time in wonderment his now smiling eyes are locked on mine I wrapped my hand around his neck and pushed him to the side, rolling with him until he was pinned under me. Pushing his knees to his chest, I began slamming his ass as hard as I could. He tried to reach under his leg to jack off, but I kept swatting his hand away over and over until his breaths became shallow gasps. He grasped my arms as though clinging for life and shot a massive load all over his chest and face without even touching his dick. A second shot of cum went over his head and the third dumped across his neck and ran down onto our sheets. “Merde, j’ai juste cum!” The look of horrified wonder spreads across his face, “Putain, putain, incroyable” barely audible in a whisper Jean-Marc says to himself as a little voice inside my head shouts POZ HIM! POZ HIM GOOD! brought me over the edge I toss my head back and I shoot massive loads deep in his chute my cock is throbbing as ribbon after ribbon of red-hot life changing cum rockets out of my fat mushroom head. flooded his guts with a massive load and I relished every second of it. I came so hard I felt light headed and faint. I’ve never shot that hard before” I tell him omitting the reason why I came so hard. I’m hot, cold, sweaty and shivering all in the same instance euphoric in pleasure. It was fucking worth it, regardless of the repercussions.

Guys lie all the time about status. I don't ask anyway.

I've stumbled across this thread and had a lot of feelings about it. First, a little about me. I'm 60 and I have taken thousands of loads since before anyone even knew there was such a thing as HIV or AIDS. I go back to the real bathhouses, dark rooms and porn theaters, like the Adonis, in NYC. My feelings have changed over the years. There were periods I refused to get tested. There were periods I ask about status and periods where I didn't and periods where I actively took poz guys loads because it was hot. At this point in my life I have very many thoughts that I think came to me as a result of age. I am fortunate I guess to still be negative. I also have a bit of survivors guilt because by all rights I should have died of AIDS back in the early 80s. I don't really know why me, but I guess I feel whatever the reason I was meant not to convert. About two years ago I went on prep after wavering. There is apparently a small group of people from Eastern European descent that are supposedly immune. I wondered whether I was one of them and whether going on prep would affect that, but I decided to go ahead. I no longer get the quantity of loads I used to. It has become less important although I still crave them and don't turn them down. I know barebackinf was my way of searching for intimacy. I'm glad that over time I have discovered emotional intimacy as well. Maybe im jaded by feeling I should be poz, but it breaks my heart when I hear that neg guys shy away from dating poz guys. I find poz guys as open if not more so than neg guys. In some ways I'd rather date or sleep with a poz guy. They seem to be able to be more intimate in some ways. I feel worse for the neg guys who don't date or play with poz guys because they miss out on some very special men.

No Risk… No Fun… (Part 6) ** Please remember to ‘like’ the story if you enjoyed it. Feel free to comment or to contact me via mail. Thx. ** I slapped Davis hard to calm him down. “Shut up and stop squirming around” I told my mate to hand me the tooth brush and held it closely to Davis’ face. He watched hypnotized at the instrument, which should make him bleed and give all the others the comfort of raping him. It was an old and used brush. Another guest forgot it probably in the bath room, or just didn’t want to take the tooth brush with him anymore, since it looked quite shabby. I touched Davis face with the brush. It didn’t hurt him, but still he tried to avoid contact. I drew a line over his cheek and smiled at him. “What do you think? We will use this to rip your cunt open” “Will it hurt me very much?” he was obviously frightened. “I won’t lie to you… it is pretty painful, but this way we can enjoy your wet cunt much more later on, do you get it?” I asked him calmly. “It is necessary for you to get the full impact of our cum into your system” I explained to him. “Believe me, once we’ve finished with you, you will drool for every cock in town to give you another shot of charged up cum and with your looks you will be prime meat…. and we give you enough experience to know your future role as a faggot cum dump for dirty loads…..” I spoke to him soothingly. “So…. we will push you down now and I want you to relax your sphincter. We want to enjoy this moment, so don’t trash around or scream out loud…. you don’t want to make me angry again… do you? I asked him sternly. Davis looked around in panic. “Of course…. if you would use the tooth brush on yourself….” I thought out loudly. “You know your body best. If you put up a good show for us, we might not even fuck your hole” I continued my thinking talking more or less to me. I saw a gleam of hope in the boys’ eyes. “Are you nuts?” one of the guys complained. “I want to drench his cunt with my lethal injection” he laughed out loudly. I turned around and winked to my companions, then turned back to the lad again. “Believe me. If you use this tooth brush and fuck yourself with it for a while, we will shoot our loads without even touching you.” I smiled. “You must be good though. Just entering with the tip and then hoping for good is not enough. We will instruct you probably, while you are having fun with yourself, but I promise we won’t interact in any other way” “And you won’t rape me after all? You promise?” Davis asked cutely. “If all of us shoot a load within an hour into your mouth, you will be free to go….. I promise” I vowed. I held the tooth brush still in front of Davis’ eyes. His hand raised up slowly and with a promising wink he accepted the torture instrument. The guys moved closer to the bed stroking their cocks slowly. The video-cam was stationed on the tripod again. We pulled the tripod a bit to the side, so that the bed was in good view. One of the guys stood behind the cam to zoom in from time to time. Davis was still looking at us with fear in his eyes. He tried to sit up and while staring at us the brush vanished under his body eventually. “This way you won’t be successful in avoiding your rape and the time is ticking” someone advised him. “We could shackle his feet to the bedpost” a buddy suggested. “This way he would be on his back, with his legs spread widely and chained up to those posts.” “No! I don’t want to be tied up!” the youth exclaimed at once. “Listen…. just comply. I am a man to my word. Make love with this tooth brush and accept our loads in your mouth, then you won’t be harmed any further.” I tried to convince the lad. “Get on your back now…“ I continued. He looked me into my eyes and slowly moved into a horizontal position. “Get the handcuffs” I hissed. While we helped him to pull up his legs, we tied him up finally. We were able to see his ass crack slightly open for us. “Now try to find the hot spot – use your other hand to spread your ass cheeks. We need to see what’s going on in order to cum…. just trying to help you lad.” I encouraged him. Davis moved his left hand to get a good grip of one ass cheek. While he pulled it away, we could see his asshole finally. “Good boy…. now use the brush and slowly enter your hole with it…. Don’t pull back…. never pull back until I tell you…..” He sobbed silently while pushing the tip of the tooth brush into his body. He stopped suddenly. I promised him, we wouldn’t interfere but I saw the danger in him pulling out immediately. So I rested my hand calmly on his hand and told him in a comforting voice not to pull out now, but to keep the pressure and push deeper into his cunt. He nodded understandingly and while he pushed the brush deeper into his asshole, I withdrew my helping hand and continued stroking my hard dick. All the guys were slowly jacking off, while they heard the youth whimper and watched him cooperate to our advices. “This is so fucking beautiful” I whispered. “Good job boy, just a little bit deeper… stop now” I ordered him. “How do you feel?” I asked the heavy breathing lad. “I’m scared…” Davis lamented. “No need to baby…. now listen to me…… look onto my eyes cutie… look at me…. Keep the eye contact… now…. *moaned* Yank the tooth brush out of your fuck hole you son of a bitch…. yank it out!” I shouted out loud. Davis pulled the tooth brush out of his arse in one fast motion and immediately started screaming on top of his lungs. “Aiieeeeeee… AAAIIIIEEEEEE … *sobbed*” Two guys covered the youth’s mouth to mute his alarming sounds. Davis trashed around, but since he was not able to move his legs, he had no choice but to scream about the horrible pain he just endured. He dropped the tooth brush next to his ass but I picked it up for him. Two other pals on both sides used the situation already and grabbed both hands of the cub and made him stroke their dicks, which he actually did. That was so hot. In the moment of his biggest pain he still functioned as the goddamn faggot he was. I let the guys fool around a bit, but after the first wave of pain faded away, I handed Davis the tooth brush back and praised the lads guts, to fuck himself with this device. “That was a great beginning, but if you want us to cum into your mouth, you better continue to fuck yourself with this!” I exclaimed. I helped Davis, who didn’t seem to be so brave anymore, and led his hand back to his hole. We wanted to see blood sipping out of his ass cunt profusely. The pub tried to find some sympathy in our eyes. That was the only thing he could see – the slits in our masks revealed how much we enjoyed this despair and pain. “Push now!” I demanded and with a cry of help he entered his tiny hole a second time, knowing it wouldn’t be the last…

Part 2: Hawk aggressively pushed his dick into my drug coated ass hole. “OH YES AGENT! THAT ASS IS MUCH TIGHTER THAN YOUR LITTLE ONE’S. YOU ENJOY FUCKING HIM DON’T YOU? NOW AGENT, I WILL SHOW YOU WHAT IT IS LIKE TO BE A DRUGGED UP CUMP DUMP. YOU SHOULD BE HONORED. I HAVE COATED YOUR ASS WITH MY LATEST COOK - MY BEST PRODUCT SO FAR AND TOGETHER WE WILL ENJOY THE RUSH! AND AFTER - WELL AFTER WE SHALL SEE….” My plan to take down the biggest meth cook in the region had failed miserably. My career in the DEA was over! Not only was I chained, naked, in some warehouse but my best friend and fuck buddy Chris had betrayed me and set me up. All future regret and assessment of what had gone wrong were pushed aside as a fresh wave of drug high crashed over me and a new round of searing pain tore through me as Hawk pushed his raw, Aryan dick inside my previously unfucked hole. “YOUR LITTLE ONE WAS RIGHT ABOUT ONE THING AGENT,” Hawk said, “HE SAID YOU NEVER GOT FUCKED. OF COURSE I DIDN’T BELIEVE HIM, BUT LOOK - HERE IS THE PROOF - I HAVE POPPED YOUR CHERRY GOOD. PERFECT! I LOVE NOTHING MORE THAN CONVERTING A NEG BOTTOM AND FILLING THEM WITH MY MUTANT AIDS CUM. YOU KNOW METH DOES THAT RIGHT? IT MUTATES THE VIRUS AND METH AND LIQUOR ARE MY TWO MAIN FOOD GROUPS - ALONG WITH RAW ASS - OK SO THREE FOOD GROUPS. MY POINT AGENT IS THAT IT IS OK TO SCREAM, TO EMBRACE THE PAIN AND FRUSTRATION YOU ARE FEELING, TO FIGHT BACK. IT WON’T DO YOU ANY GOOD OF COURSE. IT’S FAR TOO LATE AGENT - OH YES FAR TOO LATE. YOU FEEL THAT AGENT? THAT’S MY DICK PUMPING YOUR ASS FULL OF MY SPERM. PUSHING IT INTO EVERY RIP IN YOUR ANAL WALL - CREATING MY OWN 4TH REICH OF CUM DUMP FAGGOTS WHO I BRAND WITH MY SUPERIOR DNA. YES - TAKE IT AGENT - TAKE IT ALL!!” I looked down to see Hawk’s fingernails embedded deep into the flesh around my waist, small trickles of red creating meandering streams down my thighs as he dug as hard as he could while cumming inside me. I had to bite my tongue in order not to scream from the burning pain in my ass as he fucked me and bred my hole. I would not give this filth the satisfaction. The brutal pummeling paused like the final throes of battle before an armistice and I heaved a sigh of relief. The meth lord just laughed, “WHAT? YOU THINK I AM DONE? FUCK NO! WE HAVE JUST GOTTEN STARTED. I’M A POZ FUCK BREEDER AND CAN SEED THAT ASS OVER AND OVER. THERE IS NO END AGENT. NO SOLUTION TO YOUR CURRENT PREDICAMENT EXCEPT DOING WHAT I SAY, WHEN I SAY, HOW I SAY. RIGHT NOW, WHAT I SAY IS THAT I AM PACKING THAT SHIT CHUTE LIKE A COLOMBIAN MULE THEN RIDING YOU HARD AND PUTTING YOU AWAY WET. YOU READY TO GET SO FUCKING HIGH YOU CANNOT SAY YOUR A,B,Cs? I MIGHT CONSIDER STOPPING IF YOU HAVE SOMETHING BETTER TO OFFER ME AGENT? DO YOU HAVE SOMETHING BETTER? MAYBE THE LIFE OF YOUR LITTLE ONE? YOUR FRIEND? YOUR LOVER? OH YOU WANT TO SAVE HIM? REALLY? ARE YOU THAT FUCKING STUPID AGENT? YOU KNOW THIS WAS ALL HIS DOING. HE HAD A SIMPLE CHOICE. I’D CUT HIS HANDS OFF FOR STEALING FROM ME OR HE COULD OFFER ME SOMETHING BETTER. SO HERE WE ARE AGENT - YOU ARE THE SOMETHING BETTER AND HE GETS TO KEEP HIS LITTLE FAG HANDS ATTACHED - FOR NOW.” My body shook as Hawk finger fucked me rough, hard, and burrowed trails of meth into my anal lining. I was gasping and drooling like some tweaked out idiot and wanted to just grab my head to try to slow down my thoughts. The handcuffs and chain made that impossible and when the meth cooker shoved his raw dick back up my dry, scabbed hole I barely flinched. Another Aryan load up my ass later and the chain was loosened from the ceiling and I crumpled to the floor. My legs burned, my body was on fire. Was that his AIDs virus of the drugs? The skin on my knees was ripped off entirely as Hawk looped the long chain around his forearm and dragged me behind him like a Sultan’s concubine. I managed to get my feet under me enough to stumble along after him. The hallway swayed back and forth with every step. Hawk stopped, my head was hit hard, I crumpled to the old factory floor as toxic rain poured from the heavens. “FEEL THAT? SMELL THAT? THAT IS GOOD CHEM PISS RIGHT THERE. THAT’S HOW WORTHLESS YOU ARE AGENT - JUST A FUCK PUPPET FOR MY DICK, POZ LOAD, AND A URINAL FOR MY BODILY WASTE. OPEN THAT MOUTH - I SAID FUCKING OPEN IT! GAG ON THAT PISS AGENT - SWALLOW MY SALTY FLUID. YOU ARE MINE NOW - BODY, SOUL, LIFE. ALL MINE. DON’T WORRY. I BOTTLE MY PISS. CHEM MICRO-BREW. EVERY OUNCE I PISS OUT WILL GO INSIDE YOU FROM NOW ON ONE WAY OR THE OTHER.” The pores on my skin opened to allow his Periodic Table of bodily fluids to seep inside me. Hawk was still naked as he dragged me onward. We approached a large, steel door that was guarded by two men in ski masks both dressed in black and holding automatic weapons. Fuck! What had I been thinking? There was no way I could have taken these guys on alone. The door was pulled back, bright fluorescent lights burned my retinas as Hawk dragged me inside, pushed me face first against a steel column, and casually wound the chain between wrists and around the steel. The meth cooker walked over to a large, plexiglass clean room that took up most of the interior of the warehouse space we were in. He hit the intercom, the light turned orange, and as he casually began to put on latex gloves he addressed the dozen or so workers inside - all of whom were men, and all of whom were naked except for their white underwear and face masks. “LISTEN UP FOLKS!” Hawk yelled, “THIS HERE IS MY NEW BEST FRIEND. MR. DEA AGENT. NOW YOU MAY BE WONDERING WHY I BROUGHT HIM IN HERE - RIGHT IN THE FUCKING MIDDLE OF MY COOK - RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF MY FUCKING PACKING AND SHIPPING LINE. WELL, MR. DEA AGENT HERE NEEDS TO UNDERSTAND JUST HOW FUCKING TINY AND HELPLESS HE IS. NOW SOME OF YOU KNOW I HAVE A DICK THAT CAN BUST YOUR ASS WIDE OPEN. WELL I JUST PLANTED TWO HOT LOADS - HEAR ME - TWO FUCKING LOADS UP THIS DEA AGENT’S ASS. I POPPED HIS CHERRY GOOD. NOW AS A TOKEN OF MY APPRECIATION I WILL LEAVE HIM HERE FOR A WHILE. LET HIM STEW IN MY JUICES AND OF COURSE, LET HIM TAKE WHATEVER DICK ANY OF YOU FUCKERS WANT TO STICK UP HIS ASS. YOU HEAR ME? WHEN I COME BACK I EXPECT TO SEE HIS CHEEKS COVERED WITH SO MUCH POWDER I’LL THINK WE’RE IN THE ALPS AND I ALSO EXPECT - NOW PAY FUCKING CLOSE ATTENTION - I WILL ALSO EXPECT TO SEE PROOF THAT HIS ASS HAS BEEN FUCKED AND BRED BY YOUR RAW DICKS.” I watched as Hawk walked past me towards another door that was guarded by two more men with guns. He paused, pulled an industrial apron off a wall hook, slipped it over his head, then gave me wave and said, “KEEP THAT ASS FILLED AND WET FOR ME MR. DEA AGENT. I’LL BE BACK AS SOON AS I COMPLETE THIS COOK AND THEN YOU AND I SHALL DISCUSS OUR FUTURE.” Stay Tuned for Part 3 (*From the author: If you like the story let me know - post a reply or give a reputation. Thanks to everyone who takes the time to read these stories and for the continued support!)

if a guy slides his meat into me bare i think he knows he can probably breed me too. Some just bone me til they nut. others tell me they are about to nut and should they pull outand i tell them to breed me. There's nothing more satisfying than that final deep theust as their nuts unload into you and you know a fellow male has juts sprayed his warm masculine essence in your used fuck guts. Never gets old.

Part 2. The full moon and twinkling stars illuminate our way to the Gents which is all in darkness, has no doors so is just a straight forward walk in, modesty wall and as we turn the corner into the urinal area the strong smell of stale piss wafts over me and my cock throbs in my pants. My eyes adjust and I can just about make out the outline of 7 or 8 men partially visible by moonlight streaming through a slot of a window high up on the wall. There is no talking just a couple of guys making out and the others with their cocks out wanking. I push Andrew past a few guys and know his fate is sealed as I undo his jeans button and lower the zipper. My fiancé’s urgent rock hard cock proudly juts out and I automatically bend forward, open my mouth wide and to take him to the root with fabric and pubes pressed to my nose. Immediately hands are all over Andrew as his trousers and tighty whitey briefs fall around his ankles. I stand up, wriggle down my trackie bottoms and push Andrew down to take care of my rock-hard cock by shoving it down Andrew's throat in one go, choking him with every thrust. The moon light highlights the tears in his eyes as he gurgles and struggles for breath but is quickly distracted is the men’s wear guy Scott from the clinic was the first to manoeuvre behind Andrew and I watch as he looks directly into my eyes, put a finger to his mouth and slowly sucks it in and equally slowly pushes out. I can see saliva glistening all over his finger as passes that finger down outta sight an obviously rams it knuckle deep in Andrew’s hole. Amid the silence of the forest you can hear from round my thick uncut 7” cock a sharp intake of breath and as I look down into his face I see in Andrew’s eyes that he’s begging for more as Scott’s finger or fingers saw in and out of my boy’s cunt. From the darkness, I make out the muscly shape of a man I presume to be the other guy from the clinic, Adam, who kneels down on the filthy floor and starts to lap at Scott’s fingers making sure Andrew’s hole is lubed for action. My man pulls off my throbbing cock just in time to prevent me from cumming…”Awwwe” he says squirming around on the fingers deep inside his hole, “fuck mate let up eh, your fingers hurt, it feels like you are scratching and ripping my insides to pieces.” From stumbling across the Raw Top website a few months ago, creating an account, logging on to read all the conversion stories I knew all too well what was happening and why. Scott smirks, “If you in need something else in there, then tell me you want me to breed your cunt”. “Breed me sir” Andrew says whimpering between Scott ravaging his cunt with his fingers as I push his head down on to my cock again thrusting harder each time and made sure he’s all the way down to my balls. At the same time, Scott pulls himself upright spreads Andrew’s cheeks apart and rests his 9” but thankfully thin hard cock in his crack. As I reposition myself so I can see over Andrew’s back for a better view, so does Scott…just enough for the moonlight to show off a biohazard tattoo to the right and a scorpion to the left at the base of his cock letting me know, if I allow him to fuck my boy, it will be Poz sperm spewing into his guts. I can’t help but stare at the tattoos and involuntarily, almost in a trance, nod my approval. Scott rubs the circumcised exposed head around Andrew’s hole no doubt dribbling diseased precum at the entrance and next I see him shuffle ever so slightly forwards and backward teasing my boys hole. I strain forwards for a better look and see that mushroom head nudge in and then ease out pulling Andrews arse lips in and out with his movements as their vice like grip refuses to let this poisoned rod go. Other than my heart pounding in my chest and Andrew’s warm inviting mouth around my cock I am mesmerized as Scott nods and in one hard thrust slams his cock into him balls deep and begins a piston pump fucking my man as I stare down at Andrew and instinctively pinch his nose to close off his air supply, “let’s put on a show” I say as we get this full on spit roast going with Andrew taking it hard both ends. The lack of air, combined with what was happen had Andrew feeling a little dizzy and me too as Adam whispers in my ear. “He looks like he loves being used” “Yeah he’s my cumpdump alright” I reply “And will he know everyone here is positive?” Adam asks “I won’t be telling him. He loves bareback though” I reply. “OK you two ramp up your little show for us and we’ll get the party started” announces Adam. This prompts Scott to become verbal as Andrew get pounded from both ends. “You ready boy for your breeding…getting ready to knock you up” as Andrew affirms with a grunt as tears and snot run down his face…” for a second time, you see I cum multiple times and have already dumped one dirty load in your guts.” Andrew is concentrating so hard as he bounces around keeping my cock down his throat and the incessant pounding form Scott that I don’t think he comprehends the meaning of “dirty load”.

Looking forward to trading loads with you, stud! maybe whore each other out and see how many loads we can get into each other's holes!

Spent a few hours with my ass backed up to a glory hole today, been a few weeks since I last took that much anon cum in one day, felt sooooo fucking good...

Part 6... I slowly regained consciousness...the machine had been removed, I was lying back on the bed, untied. I sensed a presence in the room...it was the guy. He said 'Well done, you've proved yourself for the next step. Come with me'. I slowly raised my weary but completely pleasured body from the bed, and was once again led to the shower, he said 'take your time, when you finished put on the robe' and I did. I let the hot water stream over me, still high from the Tina and residual G the water felt amazing tingling over my body. I soaped up and lathered everywhere, then used the douche head to once again clean out. There was a bit of red, lots of clear juice and cleaned out some brown, and I kept douching every couple of minutes until I was totally clean. I shampooed my hair, washed with the fragrant soap and was feeling amazing. I got out of the shower, rubbed down and put on the robe as instructed. The guy was there again, and he told me to follow him for another feed, then we would be going to the initiation warehouse. I had a feed, and then was given an injection, next thing I felt myself drifting off to sleep.... I awoke to find myself in a dimly lit room, with scented candles burning, and a fuck bench in the center of the room, like an altar. I was lying on a bench covered in plastic, and felt warmth and wet, and scraping. I realised I was being shaven completely, from head to toe. The guy came up to me and said 'Well done, you slept for 2 days...all refreshed and ready...we also douched you again...' I felt a razor shaving my balls clean, and started to get hard at the sensation it was giving. I was hairless now, from head to toe. I was told to stand, and was rinsed off. Next thing I felt was hands all over me, rubbing scented aromatic oil all over my freshly shaved body...it felt soothing and amazing, and my cock was now fully erect. The guy told a young hairless stud who I recognized as the young guy from the previous fuck session to take care of my cock. He immediately dropped to his knees and started deepthroating my hard on. At the same time a couple of the hands that had been rubbing oil on me started spreading my ass cheeks and teasing my hole...I started to moan with pleasure and could already feel an orgasm building. Next thing I felt a tongue in my hole, and it pushed me over the edge and I shot what felt like a huge load down the young guys throat. The young guy then stood up and gave me a full tongue kiss, mingling my cum with our spit. The guy then told me to walk to the fuck bench and kneel in front of it. I did as I was told, and noticed there were about a dozen naked guys around the edges of the room, all stroking their huge cocks, and some licked their lips as they saw me glance their way. I knelt in front of the bench. A tall toned black guy walked over to me, he was totally naked and was sporting the biggest cock I had ever seen. It was about as thick as a coke can, and around 13" and was rock hard. He looked at me and said, 'I'm Leroy, and this is my group. I am told you deserve to be here, and that you may want to join us. If you do, this will be an initiation, and now is your only chance to back out. Choose carefully, as once you join you can never leave the group'... I was mesmerized by his cock, and said 'Yes please Sir, I want to join'. Straight away he grinned and then yelled, 'Let the initiation begin!' Two guys came up and each tied off an arm, I was still kneeling in front of the fuck bench. My arms were wiped, I was pulled forward on the bench, and another guy came over and placed his cock in front of my mouth, but just out of reach. I felt a hard head of another cock rub itself against my hole. Two other guys came and strapped my legs to the bench. Cuffs were placed around my wrists. I was high on anticipation, and then the two guys inserted the rigs and both pulled back and got registers. They nodded, and pushed in the plungers, removed the rigs and straps and immediately tied the wrist cuffs to the bench...and WHAM, I started couching as I felt it hit. As soon as I stopped coughing I had the cock in front of me pushed all the way down my throat. At the same time I felt the cock entering my ass, and it felt huge! Together they pummeled away at each end, sending waves of pleasure through my body. Almost as soon as they started, two other guys swapped with them. This carried on until all the guys had a quick turn, except Leroy. He came over and said, 'Right, now it is my turn, and then the boys will keep you busy', he then said 'Poppers!' and a popper soaked rag went in my mouth. 'Breath it in deep, boy!' he ordered. Even in my euphoric state I knew I needed them, so I took in a huge breath, and as it hit, I felt the pressure of his monster cock at the entrance to my hole. I was so high and hungry for it I growled, 'Please fuck me...' He laughed and said 'Like you have a choice" and I felt him press into me. All I felt was immense waves and ripples of pleasure, and felt cum oozing out of my soft cock...I took in another huge breath and then the rag was removed, and Leroy was now slowly sliding in and out causing me to orgasm with each stroke. He picked up the pace, and I felt so full and complete, so wanted, taking this man all the way into my guts. I could hear a low guttural animalistic growling and realized it was me! I was riding wave after wave of pleasure, and another cock was in my mouth, shooting cum in my throat and on my face as Leroy pounded away in my hungry and stretched hole. It was rapidly replaced with another cock, which also emptied a load in my throat as I felt Leroy start to thrust harder and begin to pant. One of the guys stuck a bottle of poppers under his nose, he took two huge hits without stopping his pounding, and as it hit him he pulled all the way out and slammed back in with each thrust in rapid succession, then he yelled and groaned as he buried his cock to the hilt and I felt it pulse and throb as he sent volley after volley of cum deep into my guts. He pulled out, said, 'Boys you know what to do' and then he came in front of me and said, 'Well done for part one boy, you have a hot ass, now clean my cock'...I happily took his monster in my mouth and slurped it clean. I tried to take it down my throat but it was way too big. As I was doing it, I felt the strap and cold wipe on my left arm, prick and remove, strap gone and WHAM, this must have been a huge hit...I tingled all over, and felt pressure on my hole and a fist was buried into my hole, fucking Leroy's cum into my guts. I saw stars and felt myself shiver a couple of times as ripples of pleasure hit my brain, tingles of lots of hands gently touching my body while my hole was being invaded by a fist. Another cock was in my throat, and as the fist was massaging Leroy's cum to greater depths, the hands touching all over me would roam all over, stroking my cock and balls, and some around the rim of my hole as I was being fisted. I was given another 4 hits of poppers and felt more pressure at my hole as another hand was burrowing its way in, stretching my wrecked hole even further. A couple of guys shot their loads on the fists, pushing the cum into my hole and making me moan even more. This carried on for hours, fisters swapping places, cock always in my throat, cum being blown over my fister's hands and around the rim of my hole, and top up slams. Leroy returned to the room, and took his place at my hole as the fists were removed. He pushed his once again hard cock into me, and then pushed his hand in beside his cock, and fucked me while his hand jerked his cock. He blew another load of cum in me, pulled out and once again I slurped him clean...cum, and lots of clear ass juice...and he said, 'Good boy, part two is complete'...as he said that, all the guys gathered around me in a circle... To be continued

It seemed that the sun set quickly on Sunday and we were left to return in the cabin to relax and mess around a bit as we cleaned up from our partying. The sling and toys were stored away and we climbed into bed to watch what was playing on the TV. As I watched the action before me I was a little startled to see myself on the screen getting fucked by Steve. Out of view on the screen I knew what was going on as Ryan kissed me and then shortly after that I coughed out hard. I was watching the activities of the night before, recorded for what I thought would be private viewing. Ryan kissed me gently and rubbed my body as we watched the action. Ryan commented how sexy I looked on the screen and couldn’t wait to see my body transformed after we started to work out together. We kissed some more only to look up and see Steve in the doorway. Steve asked me what I thought about the video playing. I told him it turned me on to see myself. He then made me an offer I couldn’t refuse. I learned more about his business in that discussion. Steve ran a business that sold adult themed materials such as sex toys and videos. The offer he made me was simple, he would pay me $2500 up front if I signed a release to have my video produced and sold. I would then get an additional royalty for each video sold. Steve told me to just think about it and I could give him an answer when I was ready. Ryan told me that he had done the same when he first met Steve and it gave him enough money to buy his car. I asked Ryan why he lived in a studio when it seemed to me he could afford a larger place. Ryan answered me saying that since he was single a studio what all he needed. He saves a lot of money and was waiting for the right time to buy a condo he had be looking at for the past few months. If I ended up moving in with him we can get the condo together and live there. I smiled at Ryan and kissed him passionately as Ryan climbed on top of me and slid his hard cock inside me. I honestly can say we made love as he slowly pumped in and out of my well used hole from the night before. I knew how my father would react when I tell him that I wasn’t going to his alma-mater and that I was gay. Ryan told me to wait until I graduated then we would set our plan in motion. As the night and sex continued on we drifted in and out of sleeping. When the sun woke us the next day it was afternoon. The twins were staying till the next morning and since Colt and I had school on Tuesday we headed back with Steve and Ryan. Colt and I slept most of the way in the back seat. I never thought a jock like this could be gay, let alone be my friend. When we got to Ryan’s I told Steve that I could give Colt a ride home. They agreed as I kissed Ryan goodbye and Colt did the same with Steve. As I drove Colt home I told him of the plan Ryan and I had and that I’d be working for Steve and living with Ryan in a few weeks. We also discussed the video that had been shot. I learned that the same was done with Colt including the offer Steve made. I asked Colt what he was going to do regarding his father and Steve. Colt told me he only was playing football cause his father made him. It was just Colt and his father, his mother and older brother were killed in a car accident a few years back. Colt was going to work up the courage to tell his father that he was not going to live out his father’s wishes and play football. We exchanged numbers and I made sure to let Colt know that he could talk to me anytime if he needed. Graduation came and went and I got my final grades. Just as I had expected I barely passed but did not get the grades I needed to get my admission to college from conditional to accepted. I finalized plans with Ryan and when my parents left for work he came over and helped me pack my things up and load them in his car. Of course we had to take a break for us to fuck and then a nice shower so we were refreshed before the bombshell I dropped on my parents. Ryan left shortly before my parents got home. I had left my grades on the table for my dad to see and waited till he yelled. Once he saw my grades and knew I wasn’t going to his alma-mater he was furious telling me that I was to enroll in community college for the summer to get my grades to the point I could start in winter semester. It was time for the rest of the bombshell, I told him I had no intention of going to community college and was taking a job I was offered working with a distribution company. I then added that I was gay! That got my dad going. He told me that no fucking, faggot, fairy was going to live in his house. I told him that I had no intention of living in his house any longer and walked out. Ryan was down the street waiting for me as we drove off to his place. We took my things inside and settled in for a nice night. I sent Colt a text letting him know how things went with my dad and that I was now living with Ryan. He texted back that he was happy for me and it that I inspired him to tell his dad about football and that he was gay. The next day I started at the company and first thing I did was let Steve know was that I was interested in the video deal he described. He gave me a simple form that detailed my payment and certified that I was a willing participant and over 18. After I signed the form Steve gave me $3000 cash. He said the extra $500 was a work bonus. I thought the bonus working here would be the partying. I got to work and was shown my job duties. It had been a couple of days and I had not heard from Colt. I try texting him with no reply. I was getting a little worried until I came to work and Steve tossed me the keys to his SUV and told me to go to Colt’s, help him pack his stuff up and bring him back to the shop. When I got to Colt’s I was shocked to see an bruise across his face. Colt told me that when he told his father the news a couple days ago his father gave him a back hand and told him that he was not gay and was going to be the starting quarterback on the team. He already had most of his stuff packed up. We loaded the SUV and Colt left a letter for his father and we drove back to the shop. Colt also agreed to the video and signed the forms like I did earlier in the week. We both went about our work every day until one day when Ryan got a text from Steve. Ryan told me that Colt wasn’t feeling that well and Steve was going to pay me to stay with him while Steve was at work. We arrived at Steve’s place and I went inside. Steve left me the keys to his SUV as he rode with Ryan to work. I comforted Colt as he lay in bed. We watched movies all day and I made sure he got plenty to eat and drink. A few days later I arrived at Steve’s to find Colt feeling a lot better. He told me Steve wanted him to take one more day, but that he felt really good. I asked how good he felt and he pulled the blankets down to reveal his hard cock and commented that he felt this good. It was hard to resist this jock. I climbed into bed with him as we kissed and soon Colt was inside me. Boy could this jock fuck!! He rocked my world as we stared into each other eyes. When he exploded inside me it seemed like he shot a gallon of cum. We returned to work that Monday to learn about the twin’s latest conquest.

Ryan and I watched TV from his bed, porn of course, as we relaxed and took moments to kiss and fondle each other’s semi-hard cock while we chatted. Ryan asked me what I had packed for the weekend. I let him know that I followed his suggestion and had only brought a change of underwear since I was told that no other clothes would be needed given that we’d be naked the entire time. I asked him who we were meeting. He told me we’d be driving up with identical twins Marc and Mike. The guy who owned the cabin, Steve, would be driving up alone with the new kid. I asked who the new kid was since I thought I was the new kid. Ryan chuckled, gave me a kiss and told me that the new kid was a neg that was chasing and ready for conversion, and that I wasn’t a new kid I more like his little brother. Since I was an only child Ryan’s comments made me smile. We kissed again and watch some more porn. Ryan got a text on his phone and told me that it was time to get going. We got dressed, grabbed our back packs and headed out. There was a red Jeep waiting for us with the twins sitting in front. We hopped in back and I was introduced. Ryan asked them how things were at work. I learned that Ryan and the twins worked together for Steve. It was a small shipping business that catered to a select clientele. Not much more was said except for Ryan letting me know that he could get me a job there if I was interested and if Steve liked me. One of the twins said, Steve won’t just like me, he’ll love me. I’m not sure how long it took to get to the cabin. Ryan woke me with a kiss as we pulled into a secluded, wooded area. We drove back another distance and to see this modest cabin with a deck off the back leading up to a lake. The jeep stopped and we climbed out. We each grabbed our back packs and headed inside. Ryan showed me around. Downstairs there was a large room with a large bed in the middle. Off to one side was a kitchen with a full bathroom. Upstairs there were 2 bedrooms along with 2 full bathrooms. Each bedroom had an extra large bed, big enough for 4 people to sleep. There were TV’s in each room. I was told that all the TV’s were linked up to a computer that could play continuous porn or they could show what was going on in any room of the cabin since the computers were connected to cameras in each room of the house. We tossed our things in one of the rooms and kissed each other. As I turned for the door I saw the twins were already naked as they entered the room. I commented that I guessed we were sharing a room. I turned to see Ryan lose the last of his clothing. Like moth’s to the flame I was surrounded by the 3 naked studs and easily lost what little I had I was wearing. Ryan then said, now let’s get things ready for Steve and out guest. I followed them downstairs and watched as the twins pulled a large canvas bag from the closet. Ryan asked me to help with a trunk that was next to the bad. I was memorized when the trunk was opened. It was filled with all kinds of toys, ropes, and restraints. As I helped Ryan setup the trunk I noticed the twins were assembling a sling in the center of the room. Once everything was set we then set about preparing the favors for the party. We each took Viagra as points were set out. We then set about preparing points for ourselves for the weekend. Mike asked me how much I like to do when I slam. I told him that I’ve only slammed on two occasions. The first time was when I first met Ryan and the second time was last night. Marc snickered and said that he knew how much I did my first time and then asked how much I did last night. I told him a lot less. I was preparing my slams to be able to top some tonight and maybe later I’ll do some that will leave me a total bottom. That brought a big grin to both Mike and Marc. We were all set and I was itching to do my slam, but we had to wait for Steve and the guest of honor. We didn’t have to wait long. We were all on the bed as we heard a car pull up outside. A few moments later the door flew open and I saw a very good looking daddy type walk in followed by a guy about my age. As I looked closer I recognized the kid as a guy from my high school, Colt. He was a year behind me at my high school and the starting quarterback on the football team. We made eye contact and you would have thought he was going to die. I was introduced to Steve and he commented to Ryan what a great catch I appeared to be. Ryan let Steve know the night was over that I’d surprise him. I was asked to show Colt around and help him get himself settled in the master bedroom. Colt followed me upstairs as I described the place and showed him the master bedroom. We then had a chance to chat. I learned that his father had held him back a year before he started kindergarten to give him a chance to mature for football. I asked him about his girlfriend, I thought he was dating a cheerleader and, according to the gossip at school, had been banging her since they started dating. He told me that they had decided to wait until after high school. That was his way out of having to explain to her that he gay. I smiled at Colt and told him that it was going to be ok. Knowing Ryan like I do, this was going to be a fun weekend. Colt then asked me if I was poz. I told him with a smile that as of a couple weeks ago. He then asked me if they brought me up here. I told him that Ryan was my HIV father, or as we were calling it, he is my HIV big brother. Colt then asked if I partied with Ryan. I told that I did and let him know that it will be fine. I could tell that Colt was a little nervous and let him know to just relax and let whatever happen, happen. I knew the others were waiting for us downstairs and suggested that Colt lose the clothes. Colt shucked his shorts and t-shirt. He wasn’t wearing any underwear and we headed down to the others. Porn was playing on the TV’s, Steve was already naked and Colt was then introduced to the others and Steve came over to ask me a favor, since I was newly poz my viral load would be the highest among the group. He asked me if I would prepare his slam exactly like Ryan had prepared for me. He then let me know that if I ever needed a job to just let Ryan know and I could work for him. I later learned that these guys considered themselves a family. Steve first ‘knocked up’ Ryan and then the twins joined them very much in a similar way as Colt was about to join the family. I felt a little left out when Ryan assured me that I was as much a member of the family as any of them. Steve looked at Colt and told him, ready or not it’s time. The twins secured in the sling as I prepared his slam (with Steve and Ryan’s guidance). I was given a large amount of Tina and mixed it in the syringe with just enough water to dissolve the drug. Then I placed a tourniquet on my arm, hit the vein and drew back an ample amount of blood. I was so tempted to empty the barrel but figured my day would come later in the weekend. I walked over to Colt, leaned in and gave him a kiss and described what was about to happen. He shook his head that he was ready and I told him ready or not as I placed the tourniquet on his massive left bicep and stuck the needle in prominent vein. Colt watched as I registered a flash of blood in the red tinged slam and then slowly emptied the contents and I kissed him one more time before I pulled the tourniquet off. Colt coughed out 3 times and began to breathe really fast. I leaned in and kissed him again to help him relax as Steve began to fuck my schoolmate. I turned to see the twins doing their slams as Ryan brought over mine. We both looked at each other and smiled. I thanked him for showing me this world and my true self and we both prepped for the slam. Then Ryan got an idea, he suggested that we do each other’s slam at the same time and pull off the tourniquets together. I smiled and agreed. We fixed each other’s tourniquets, administered the slams and kissed as we pulled the tourniquets simultaneously. Our actions received a hoot and holler from the twins. Colt was lost in the haze of the drugs as Steve was fucking into him slowly. I was caught by surprise when Marc began to rim me and could tell that Mike was doing the same to Ryan by the expression on his face. I reached down to stroke Ryan’s cock as he did the same to mine. I grabbed my man’s cock as he shot his small wad of cum into my hand. As he stroke mine I felt a quick drip from my own cock. I pulled my hand to my mouth and licked it clean as Ryan did the same. Ryan looked into my eyes and told me that he knew that I’d eventually cum with my slam as I felt the rush of the drug hit my prostate. As I licked my hand clean, Ryan did the same. We then kissed and shared the cum in our mouths as the twins worked their tongues in deeper. I needed Ryan inside me right then and there. We broke away from the twins and made our way to the bed. I lay down and pulled Ryan on top of me. I wrapped my legs around his muscular body and pulled him into me. His hard cock found its home with Mike’s assistance and Marc fed me his cock. The twins had a similar build, 5’10”, 150 pounds of solid muscle, short blond hair and blue eyes that a man could get lost in easily. As Ryan began to fuck me the twins lay next to us and began to fuck along side. I looked up at Ryan as he leaned in to kiss me. Ryan then lowered his head next to my ear (away from the twins) and whispered to me that he was glad that I chose to let him take my virginity. I looked back up at him and let him know I was very happy that he was the one I chose as well. I wasn’t really prepared for what he said next, Ryan told me that he was falling for me and hoped that after I graduated that I would take Steve up on his offer and go to work for the company. Then I could move in with him and we can get a nice one bedroom apartment. I smiled up at him and simply said yes. I knew my father would not accept this decision. Even more disturbing to the conservative prick, he would never accept me if I came out to him. As we lay there with Ryan deep inside me I was wondering how Colt was doing. One of the twins grabbed a remote and click, suddenly we could see the action on the TV across from the bed. It was apparent that Colt was out of it as Steve began to fuck him harder. Suddenly we heard a grown and growl from Steve as he unloaded his load inside the newbie. Steve yelled out that it was Ryan’s turn to fuck Colt, but it was too late, he was just filling my ass with his own load. Ryan pulled out of me and I checked on my buddy in the sling. I asked Colt how he was doing and he replied that he felt fantastic. Steve finished up and pulled out of Colt and Ryan told me to take his turn. I learned the rules of the family were that any new piece of ass was fucked by members in order of seniority and I since I was last one to join I was supposed to be the last one to fuck Colt. The only exception was if a member chose to give his turn to someone else. I stepped up between Colt’s spread legs. I got down and rimmed his seeded hole while Colt asked if his arms could be free from the restraints. Steve said that since I was the one who was about to fuck the new piece of ass it was my decision. I paused from rimming Colt’s delicious ass to simply say free from the restraints. As I worked my tongue into Colt’s hole he began to moan. As I came up I licked his limp dick to tease him. I looked into his eyes as I slid my hard cock inside his slick ass. I wanted this fuck to last and with Ryan’s coaching I did just that. After a good 30 minutes I had to slow down several times to hold off cumming. When I did this I leaned in and kissed Colt as Steve was being serviced by the twins. Eventually the twins were in doggy position on the bed as Steve would fuck one for a while then switch to the other twin to fuck. Ryan was kneeling before the twins getting his cock serviced as they got fucked. He looked over at me at saw me working on Colt like a pro. He left the twins and came over to the sling. Ryan came up behind me and as I was kissing Colt slid his cock in my ass. When I stood up Ryan told me it was time to sperm his ass and all I needed to do was fuck myself back on his cock, then fuck into Colt. I rocked back onto the magnificent cock I was beginning to desire more and more. I could feel the cock inside me pushing on my prostate and as I slid into Colt the sensation was incredible. It wasn’t long before I began to call out that I was cumming. As I finished up and pulled out of Colt, Ryan pulled out of me and slid right into Colt’s well spermed ass. The sensation between my hole and Colt’s had Ryan adding his load along with the ones already in there. As I recovered I saw Marc make his way over to take my man’s place. He added his load followed by his brother’s. As the twin’s took their turns with Colt it was Steve’s turn to fuck me. He must have had the largest cock of them all because when he slid in I could definitely feel the difference. Steve had me on my back as he began to fuck me. I looked up as him and asked him to quit be gentle and fuck me like a man is supposed to fuck a boy. Steve began to pound at my hole. I had my legs back so he was hitting me in the right place. I kept my ass working and Steve leaned in to kiss me. When he finished kissing me he came up and told Ryan that he was right, he was impressed with my abilities. Ryan commented that he taught me well. I was impressed with Steve’s stamina as he fucked me. There were times that I felt his cock get bigger and harder where I thought he was about to cum only to have him keep going. Then it happened, I felt the tingle in my balls and started to cum very hard. My cum splashed out all over my chest, stomach and it even hit my chin. When Steve was done Ryan leaned in to lick the cum from my body as Steve told him that I was a keeper. He looked down at me and told me that I was going to work for him sooner or later so I might as well accept the offer. The sex continued into the next morning and as the sun came up we made breakfast and planned to lay out by the lake and get some sun.

Hot fucking story man, I'd like to hear about the lawyer as well. Shot two loads reading this, awesome!