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Part 5 I spent the weekend at home, alone and drinking. I couldn’t believe what had happened. I had to let it soak in. At least the weekend when by slowly, which was good as I wasn’t sure how I was going to face work and my boss on Monday, but eventually it came around. I arrived at my cubicle on time without having spoken with anyone, not even those on the elevator. I kept my head down and just waited, searching for a ready explanation to give anyone who asked if I was out of sorts. Not finding any creative explanation, I decided I would answer any inquiries by simply saying I had drunk too much over the weekend. Which wasn't by any stretch a lie. Once my computer was up and going, I went through my morning routines. Emails first. Fuck. There in my box was an email from my boss, telling me we had a meeting at ten in his office. Deep down I was hoping that it was a department meeting, but at ten I learned it was not. “Excellent job last week, Kent,” he said as I entered his office. “Thank you Sir,” I replied. “Please take a seat,” he said, moving around from behind his desk. Sitting on the corner of his desk, suit jacket open, his crotch open to my view. My hole twitched knowing what was lurking behind that zipper. “I had a good chat with the VP of Public Relations and needless to say he would like to get involved in our special project.” “Sir?” I asked. “He’s in a situation similar to mine, so I've offered him your services. He doesn't know your identity, but would like to meet you tonight at the same motel where we met.” “I don’t know.” “Same room, but at six” he said, adding “I have arranged for you to leave early, with pay, so you can be ready for your meeting.” “Sir, I ….” I tried to say. “Don’t disappoint me, Kent,” he said, “you are providing a great service to the executives of our corporation.” “Yes, Sir, I'll meet him at six.” “I knew you would, always a team player,” he replied with a smile, adding “you can leave at lunch time to get ready.” “Yes, Sir.” “Do me proud” he added as I stepped out of his office, but not before he commented “Oh, and our time Friday will be a standing appointment, got it?” “Yes, Sir.” The day went by fast at work and then at home. I quickly found myself back in my car heading out to the sleazy motel to be used by another man. I was a little nervous not only entering the motel during the day, but on who was about to meet. I had never met him before, nor had I ever laid eyes on him. Parking behind the motel, near room 13, I looked around. The only other vehicle in the lot was a black Range Rover. Taking a deep breathe I got out and headed to the door. I could see the curtains of the window open a bit. I fought the urge to peek in to see what I who I was going to met. I reached the door and knocked, abandoning the idea of peeking in the window. When the door opened I was shocked, instead of a very old man, I came face to face with a man in about his early forties. He had blonde hair and blues eyes, clean shaven. He was dressed only in white briefs, which were already tenting outwards. His body was toned and completely smooth. No words were spoken. He simply motioned for me to enter. Once inside the door was shut and locked. He pulled the curtains shut. I was standing in the middle of the room, staring at the bed, the one just a few days ago my boss fucked me three times and knocked me up. His hand on my ass brought me back to the present. I didn’t waste any time. I began to remove my clothes, until I was naked in front of him. Without saying a word, I moved to the bed and sat down. He just stood there and watched, rubbing his crotch through his underwear. “What position do you prefer for fucking?” I asked. “On your back, ass at the edge and your legs stretched up to heaven,” he replied. I laid back, making sure my ass was on the edge of the bed and lifted my legs. I watched him drop his briefs. His cock was not as big as my boss’s, but then few cocks would be. Still the blond man's cock was a good seven inches, cut. He moved towards my ass, slowly stroking his cock, which was already hard. Once at my ass, he pushed the head of his cock into my hole, but just only to hold it in place, it didn’t go in. “You understand that this will be a fuck with no condoms.” I nodded. “I don’t pull out either when I shoot my load.” I nodded again. “Oh, one more thing. I am highly toxic” he said slamming his cock into me balls deep. I screamed. I was pre-lubed but I was not relaxed enough for him to enter me. He pushed in further as his body met mine. “Wanna be a cold fucking whore” he said, “I will treat you like a cold fucking whore.” He pulled his cock back until his head was just inside and then slammed back in. The pain was intense. His hands gripped my ankles, pulling my legs wide. His cock was being rammed in and out of me. “Still shooting neg, bitch?” he asked. “I think so.” “So, no fuck-flu yet?” “No, Sir.” His balls were bouncing off my ass hard, as his cock used my hole. “You know you’re just a fuck hole to us” he said, “nothing more.” “Yes Sir, fuck me and breed me.” “A fucking whore who gives it away for free.” He was sweating good now. Beads of sweat was running down his chest. I turned my head to see our reflection in the mirror. I could see his ass muscles clinch up, causing deep dimples to form on his ass as he murmured “Leaking toxic cock slime into that whore ass.” I watch more beads of sweat run down his back and over his beefy ass. At times I could see the reflection of his cock pumping in and out of my ass. “Look at me, cunt.” I turned my head and looked him in the eyes. He pulled my legs open wider, causing a little pain in my groin. “Your fucking cock’s not even hard” he said, “you’re just a pussy boy.” His speed was picking up, his cock was pumping my ass harder and harder as it steadily thickened-up. “You should feel privileged getting my toxic load, bitch.” He slammed his cock deep into my hole and as he did so, he lost his balance and fell on top of me, his cock, however, remained buried deep in my hole as it pumped his poz load into my ass. “Fuck,” he exclaimed as he quickly lifted off of me and withdrew from my ass, wiping his cock on my leg and moved away. I slowly lowered my legs and stood. It was over quick. “At least you could say is fucking thank you,” he snapped. “Thank you Sir, for your toxic load.” He nodded in acknowledgement as he ordered “Get dressed and get out.” I quickly pulled my clothing on and stepped towards the door. As I reached for the door knob he called-out "Hey, I'll email your boss when I want that hole again,” adding as an after thought “It’s the best I’ve had in a long time.” I stepped out of his room and stood in the hall, my back up against his door, trying to take in the session in, recognizing he had treated me like shit, yet apparently wanted it again. "Damn, that’s fucked up," I said quietly to myself. “Got that pussy fucked again?” a voice to my right said. Walking up the sidewalk was the Marine. Shit, I thought, this is all I need. “Different john, I see. Maybe you should charge them. Sell that pussy if it’s that good,” he said with a laugh. I headed to my car to make my departure, but before I reached it he grunted “Hey faggot!” ever so helpfully reminding me “AIDS kills.”

Part 4 My boss pulled out of my hole. I could feel it gaping open. He climbed on the bed where his cock sprawled across his hairy thigh. I stood on the bed, straddling his hips, my hole teasing his cock, which left my cock pointing right at his face, just inches away. “You know, if we want to insure I infect you,” he said, “we need to do a little prep work.” “Is it too late?” I asked. “Not at all.” “I was trying to do that when I first started to finger your sweet hole.” With that his hand snaked its way up to my hole, where his finger nail ripped at my hole. It stung like a paper cut. He started to push it inside, at which point some of his cum dripped out, coating his finger. Once inside, he hooked his finger and start to scratch the inside of my hole. It wasn’t too painful, but it definitely hurt. He pushed in more and scratched the walls of my hole. Once he thought his work was done, he withdrew his finger, which was now coated in his toxic cum. i thought he was going to give it to me to taste, but it went into his mouth and he sucked it clean. “Your ass and my cum taste awesome together,” he remarked with a slight chuckle, as he slowly jacked his cock, which was gradually responding by stiffening up. He displayed his prowess by taking his shaft at the base tightly in his fist, holding it straight in the air. “Sit,” he ordered. I slowly squatted down as my boss aimed his cock at my hole. It wasn’t long until the big head was pressing against my hole. Bracing myself with the old wooden head board, I dropped lower onto my boss’s cock. His cock head popped into my hole with ease. “Drop down don’t stop at all” he said, “until you are balls-deep.” I took a deep breathe of air and dropped, loudly exclaiming "Fuck me,” even if, after two fucks, it still was a little stretch to accommodate his pole. Soon enough, however, I could feel his balls against my ass, his crotch hair as well. My cock and balls were resting on his hairy stomach, tickling them. “Now ride my horse cock,” he commanded. I lifted up until I could feel the head of his cock on my hole, then dropped back down. The boss let out a groan as I fucked myself. I picked up speed causing the mattress to squeak again. My boss was thrusting his hips upward, which pushed him back against the head board. His thrusting action was causing the head board to knock against the wall again. “Fuck his ass good, buddy,” said a voice in the next room. “Third time,” my boss replied, “come over and watch. Door's open.” “Oh fuck, yeah,” the other voice answered. I continued to ride his horse cock as we heard a door slam shut next door. My hole was sucking his cock back in as a knock came from the other side of your door. The door opened and a man came in. He was shirtless and was holding his open jeans up. He pulled up a chair to the bed, dropped his jeans to his ankles and sat down. He was toned and had a few tattoos. His cock was average in length, but thick. His crotch was shaved, as were his balls. He looked like a drug addict, but was too clean cut to be one. “My whore didn't show,” he said, “so I have been huffing poppers and jacking to you guys fucking.” “I got lucky,” my boss said, “this whore works for me.” “Fuck yeah,” the stranger said, “loved the poz roleplaying, made me shoot.” “Fuck, it’s not role-play,” my boss said, “I'm fuckin' infecting him.” “Oh fuck that’s twisted.” I continued to ride the horse cock, when my hole got to the head, I paused giving the stranger a good look at my boss' cock. I watched as the stranger as he stroked his hard cock. I could see a shine on his cock head from the pre-cum he was leaking. “Your next load you can shoot in his ass” my boss told him. “I’m not poz.” he said, “hell, I can't be since I'm in the Marines.” “It’s cool,” my boss muttered as he placed his hands under each check of my ass, helping me fuck myself on his cock. My cock was bouncing off his stomach each time I hit bottom. I could see the Marine out of the corner of my eye, he was huffing poppers and jacking his cock, his balls bouncing as his hand moved up and down. My boss’s cock was slick with the cum that was oozing down his shaft from my hole. My ass was wet from the cum that had started to coat his balls. I was leaving a little bit of pre-cum each time my cock hit his stomach. The Marine, meanwhile, had gotten up and moved to the edge of the bed, still stroking his cock. His cock was rock hard, as if he was ready to cum soon. “Feed me that load,” my boss said. The Marine quickly jumped on the bed and stood between me and my boss. He was straddling his body, cock to his face and ass to mine. I could smell the musk coming from his body, especially his ass. It was intoxicating. “Open wide,” the Marine instructed my boss, as I continued to ride my boss's cock, which was getting harder and harder. “Here it comes," the Marine announced as his body stiffened as he started to grunt. My boss moved forward bringing his mouth closer to the Marine’s cock. I could see the balls of the Marine bounce a little as he shot is load in my boss’ mouth. As soon as he was done, he jumped off the bed, put on his jeans and ran out. My boss’s face was a mess. It was covered in cum, even in his goatee and in his hair. “Did you taste any?” I asked. “A little, that cannon shot out everywhere, and kept firing,” he replied. “I need to clean you,” I suggested hopefully. “Not until I load your ass again,” he answered, adding “I’m so close.” I started to move up and down on his cock faster. My legs were beginning to ache from squatting so much and would be sore over the weekend. My boss’s breathing was becoming more rapid. He moved his hands to my shoulders, just resting them there as I bounced up and down on his cock. “Here it comes,” he yelled. “Shut the fuck up you faggots,” yelled the Marine in the next room. “Fucking going to load your ass,” my boss yelled even louder as he pushed me down hard onto his cock and held me there. His cock jumped inside my ass, depositing it’s third toxic load deep into me. I could feel his cock slowly softening inside me as it stopped shooting it’s load. With that I leaned forward and started to lick and suck all the cum off my boss's face, swallowing it. As I did so, I felt his cock slip out and fall between his legs. “I need to shower and head home” he said with a sigh. "Get dressed and be gone when I get out.” I stood up, moving off the bed and dressed quickly so I heard the shower come on as I left. Getting into my car and heading home, I was lost in the memory of what just happened. I had the weekend to processes the events: my boss using me three times, force-pozzing me, and I acquiesced to his designs, without even a fight.

FS Part 14 Stinger helped me off the table after Fister and the doctor left the exam room. “I’m going to be in the freak show?” I asked “Yeah buddy” Stinger said. “But what about my life, my job, and my home?” “That’s the past. Think of it traveling with the carnival, getting cock every where we go” It did sound fun, but I would have to give up everything. “What would I do there” “You would have your own, adults only act” Stinger said, “We could bill you as The Grand Canyon as Assholes” he said with a laugh. “Seriously” “Dude, you would be getting fucked by almost every dick that walked in” I just gave him this look. “I am serious.” “Can I think about it” “Not too long, we leave in two days” he said, “Off to another town” After getting my clothes, dressing, I was about to head out when Stinger came running down the hall after me. “I will be at your place at noon, the day after tomorrow” I shook my head and left. The bearded lady was gone. I went and there was a cab sitting there waiting for me. “You should go with them” the driver said. “What?” “You should go with them” he said pulling away from the curb. “How do you” I said stopping suddenly mid sentence. “How do I know? Dude, Stinger in my nephew.” I sat back and rode home in silence. The sun was going down when we arrived on my street. I was lost in thought as we pulled up. “Shit, I don’t have any cash” I said looking in my wallet. “I will take it out in trade” he said laughing. “Park and come to apartment three, door will be open” I got out and went up to my place, leaving the door ajar as i went in. I quickly stripped naked and got on my knees, directly in front of the door. I heard his steps coming down the hall a short time later. There was a quiet knock and the door slowly opened. He saw me naked on my knees and just shook his head. “No bitch, I want that ass” He came in and closed the door, locking it. “Get on your bed, ass up” he ordered. I moved fast into my bedroom and did as he said. He came into my bedroom buck naked. His cock was uncut and thick. He was pulling the foreskin back exposing the had as he walked towards me, balls bouncing as they hung low. I spit in my hand and rubbed it on my hole, which was still wet from the fucking that I got earlier. I could feel my puffy hole twitching as I rubbed it. Once at my ass, he spit on his hand and rubbed it on his cock head, then pushed in. My hole gave way easily. His cock slid all the way into me. “That’s one loose pussy you got there, tighten it up” he said. I squeezed my hole, trying to make it tighter for his cock. “Better but it’s still loose as fuck” he said, “What did they put in you, a Mack truck?” he said laughing. He began to fuck my hole, pulling his cock completely out and then shoving it back in. My hole gave way easily each time. I just laid there and took his fucking. I was tired, but I wanted it. “You poz?” I asked him. “Who the fuck do you think gave it to Stinger, mate?” “Fuck man, that’s twisted” “Nah fucker, what’s twisted is selling him to the Professor” he said laughing. “Don’t you mean the Doctor” “Hell no, the Professor, he is the one that owns the Freak Show and all the freaks.” “Did you know Stinger wants to keep me”

“Yeah and I can tell you I know you are going to go with them” His cock was still punch fucking my hole. His balls were hitting my hole as he fucked me. “Wait until you get fucked by the Professor, he’s twisted.” Yeah?” I said as my cock twitched. “Yeah, watched him fuck Stinger, shot two loads, on without even touching myself” My cock was now completely hard. “oh someone likes that” he said holding onto my hard cock. He started to jack my cock as he continued to fuck me. My mind was lost in images of Stinger being used and abused by the Professor. My cock started to leak fuck snot onto the hand of Stinger’s uncle, not just a little a lot. “You have the mental picture” he said jacking my cock. “Yeah” “You should see the fucking video of it” he said. More pre-cum shot out of my hole, it looked like I had shot a mini load of cum. He let go of my cock and brought his hand to his mouth, sucking and licking my pre-cum off. His lips smacked as he gobbled it down. Once done his hand went back to my cock and began too jack it again. His cock was thrusting in and out of my hole roughly, but my hole was still gapping wide so it was not painful. His hand was jacking me and I knew I would not last much longer. My muscles began to tense up. “I’m cumming” I shouted. He pulled out of me and put his mouth over my cock, swallowing my load as it shot out of my piss hole. I grabbed his head in my hands and held on tightly. As soon as my cock became sensitive, I pushed him off. He slammed his cock back in my hole and started to pound my hole. He grunted every time his cock penetrated my hole and hit bottom. My whole body shook as he fucked me. His balls hit hard against me, until he slammed into me hard and stayed there. “Oh you fucking freak, I’m cumming into you” he said. “Breed me” I yelled “Fucking my poz fucking load into the freak hole” It was right then and there, I made up my mind.

Part 3 I kept fighting to push him off of me. I had a good idea of what he had and I didn’t want it, however my efforts to extract my ass from his cock were just a waste of energy. “It’s too late. I’m so turned on” he said smiling, “I've been leaking into your warm hole since I slid in." His cock was pumping faster and harder as he pressed his weight down on me, holding me still as he explained “I need this release," his breath becoming increasingly coarse, even as his cock because increasingly turgid. "I’m so close,” he murmured as his hips pounded ever faster. I gave-up on escaping and counted on him finishing-up after which I could escape, and clean-out his load. Grunting, he fucked me with yet increased energy. "Here it comes,” he announced as he pushed deep into my ass, raised up his body, his hands anchored on my chest as he positioned himself for his explosion, exclaiming "I'm shooting my toxic HIV into your hole!” as he pushed against me more and more, almost slamming his hips into me, repeatedly exclaiming "Take it, take it,” only to collapse on me, laying there gasping for breath but otherwise motionless. I tied to wiggle out from under him, as he was in a relaxed state from his climax, but he sensed it and pressed more of his weight to me, explaining "Oh, we're not done. I still have a couple of loads left in my balls," as he pushed deeper into my ass, somehow trying to find ever more depth. Then with a slight chuckle he explained "I've been saving this up for a while.” I accepted that I was stuck, that I was going to get more poz loads out of my boss. He didn’t wait long until he started to pump his hard massive cock in and out of my hole. With his cum in me, his cock was now wet. I moaned over and over as he fucked me, commenting “The whore likes my big poz cock.” Giving into to the demon lust I answered “Oh God yes, fuck me, fuck me Daddy!” He stood up, grabbed my ankles in his big hands, spreading my legs wide. “You got it baby’ he said smiling pumping his cock into me hard and harder. Oh my hole had never felt like this, it was stretched around a huge cock and the sensations were out of this world. “Give me another load” I yelled. “What kind of load do you want?” he asked. “A poz load, your poz load!” I was now getting into this. I had dropped my guard, my fear and I was letting loose. I wanted more of his furry body, more of his cock and more of his cum. “Oh fuck yeah, I knew I had you pegged right,” he remarked almost to himself. I could feel his balls slapping my ass as he pounded my hole. Harder and harder he fucked me. The mattress was squeaking and the bed was hitting the wall causing a rhythmic pounding noise. The thuds were getting louder and louder, the faster he pounded my hole. “Oh fuck yeah, give me that big cock” I yelled. He was now pulling completely out of my hole and ramming it back in. The thuds were getting louder too. “Someone’s getting fucked hard in that room” I heard someone out side say. “Harder," I yelled. He was really starting to sweat, which was matting down his fur. He was breathing hard. I could feel his cock hardening up as his balls drew up close to his body as he grunted "Oh, fuck, your ass is milking my cock.” “Shoot it in me deep” I yelled, "poz my ass.” He slammed into me hard and collapsed onto my body, knocking the breath out of me. I struggled to breathe. As the shooting of cum in my ass slowed, he raised up a little, giving each of us a slight breather, after which he explained “The next fuck, you are going to do the work and ride me.” I just nodded.

Still in a daze, I jumped on his back, clean or not I was going to fuck one of my last negative loads into him right now. I didn’t care. “You get to get every load I pump out from now until I test poz, you hear me fucker” “Yes Sir.” I didn’t lube his ass or my cock. I was going in dry and I was going in fast. I lined my cock up with his hole. I could feel the heat coming off it. He was motionless under me. I began to push hard against his hole and it was not opening. I slapped the side of his hip twice and it gave up a little resistance, allowing me to pop the head in. Peter screamed a little. I grabbed a pillow with one hand and pulled his head up with his hair and forced the pillow under him. I continued to push my cock in his hole. I forced his face into the pillow. “Scream in that you fucking wimp” I said. I pushed harder into his dry hole, my dick moved quickly and hit bottom. I felt him struggle as he screamed louder into the pillow. I didn’t give him time to get use to me. I didn’t have much time, I was sure he had another person lined up for my hole. I began to fuck his hole hard and fast, slapping his hip as I did. He was screaming a lot less but still screaming from the pain. His hole didn’t feel as good as it usually did but I didn’t care I wanted him to hurt. I slammed my cock into him and shot my load. “One less neg load in me fucker” I said pulling out of him. My cock was pretty clean except for a few bright pink spots on my shaft, a mixture of cum and blood. “Go clean up fucker” Peter jumped off the bed and went into the bath room, just as his phone went off again. It was another text message. The guy would be here in fifteen minutes to poz my hole. “Next poz fucker will be here in 15” I yelled to Peter in the bathroom. He came out still wiping his ass with a wet cloth. He looked hurt and confused. “Fuck baby that’s a side I have never seen” he said to me. “You deserved it with what you did to me” “I fucking love it” he said smiling. “Piss me off again and it will come out” I went over to him and put my arms around him, hugging him tight. I stared right into his eyes. “Thank you Peter, this is going to be a great vacation” I said. I kissed him hard and deep as his phone went off again. I was hoping it was the next man saying he was hear early as we continued to kiss.

FS Part 15 Stinger showed up right when he said he would. I knew when there was a knock at my door it was him. I had been looking out my bedroom window, wasn't much of a view, but I could stare off and let my mind wonder. I got up after the first round of knocks and headed to the door. There he was on the other side, grinning from ear to ear. “You going?” he asked. I moved aside to show him my bags. “Fuck yet, we celebrate tonight with my cock slamming your hole” “Or mine slamming yours” “Nope, gotta fuck my uncle’s stink off you” I just nodded. Looks like news travels fast among the freaks. I went back and grabbed my bags. Stinger came in and grabbed my bags, picking them up with ease. I locked my door and threw my key on the floor. I took one last look at my old life, shut the door and left. Down at the street waited a cab, his Uncle’s cab. “All set boys” he asked. “Lets go!” I said. Stinger’s hands went into my crotch and began to massage it. He squeezed my cock through my pants, causing my cock to get hard. He leaned into me and started to kiss me hard, which only made my cock harder. “Hey faggots, people can see you” Stinger’s Uncle said. Stinger paid his uncle no mind and unzipped my pants. He pulled my cock out and went down on it. I threw my head back as Stinger started to suck my cock, bobbing his head up and down. “Oh fuck that's hot,” his uncle said, “may have to pull off somewhere and join you two” “Now who's the faggot” Stinger said pulling off my cock. The cab turned down a dark alley and parked in a truck bay, was dark and the building looked abandoned. Stinger’s uncle got out of the drivers seat and made his way around to the back passenger side door. Stinger got on his knees and pushed the ass of his pants down. The door opened and there stood his uncle with his cock and balls hanging out of his fly. He grabbed Stinger’s hips and rammed his cock up his hole. Stinger yelled a little with my cock in his mouth. The cab shook some as is Uncle pounded his hole. My eyes were focused on the action happening to my right and one hand was on Stinger’s bald head. Suddenly my door opened. I jerked my head to the left to see the face of a man in uniform. Fuck, it was a cop. “So what do we have here” he said, “a bunch of cock whores” I was scared shitless, but Stinger’s uncle was still fucking. Stinger got off my cock and brought his face to mine. As he was moving me so my ass was sticking out the door, the cop was standing up. “Drop your pants” Stinger whispered. I obeyed and soon felt a hand on my ass. “Had this hole, Mack?” the cop asked. “Yeah it's good, but loose” I could just see some of the cop if I cocked my head, he was unzipping his pants and fishing out his cock. “Takes all nuts?” “Fuck yeah” I felt the cops cock head rub up and down my crack. He spit, either in his hand or on his cock. The cock head pushed at my hole. I pushed out my hole, this allowed the cops head to pop into my hole. His cock head felt big, and his shaft felt thick as he pushed in deeper. He grabbed my hips and started to pump in and out of my hole. “Yeah Mack, it's a bit loose” the cop said, “guess Mr Fister and Dr Clown has used this hole” “Yeah the have, as well as a bunch of the freaks” The cop continued to fuck my hole. Stinger's head was on my shoulder. “You will have to fuck his stink off me now” Stinger whispered. I pushed back my hole onto the cops thick cock, driving him deeper. His cock was really thick at the base, he wasn't long, but he was thick. I moaned as he continued to fuck me. I squeezed my hole around his cock. “Yeah you fucking freak,” he said, “squeeze my cock with your hole” Stinger’s uncle was pounding his hole hard and fast. His grip on his hips were making Stinger’s face tense up. I knew he was in some pain. The cop was fucking me harder now. I was still pushing back on his cock as he thrust in to my hole. “Need to blow and get back on the beat” the cop said. “Yeah gonna blow my load up my nephew’s hole soon” “Oh fuck, that's hot and is sending me over the edge” The cop grabbed my hips and thruster in. I could feel l every shot of cum pumping out of his cock. It sprayed the inside of my hole. Mack rammed into Stinger's ass hard, shooting his load in to him. The cop pulled out and stood there. Cock hanging out of his fly. “Clean him up” Stinger said to me. I flipped around and took his spent cock into my mouth and sucked him clean. His hand rubbed my hair as I did it. He kept repeating: “Good boy” While I was doing this, Stinger had pulled up his pants and sat in the seat next to me, playing and fingering my freshly fucked hole. His uncle was dressed and in the driver’s seat again. “When does the freak show pull out” the cop asked Mack. “Tomorrow morning” “Tell the Professor Frank and I will be out for some fun with this new one tonight” the cop said “Will do” The cop tucked his cock back in and zip up. “Usual fees apply” Mack said. The cop slammed my door and hit the top of the cab three times. He stepped back and we drove off. “Looks like you made an impression on that cop, freak” We drove until we got to the camp grounds and found the carnival and freak show packing up. The cab took us right to the entrance. We got out and got my bags. “Let’s go see the Professor”

I laid tied to the bed, staring at the hotel door, waiting for the next top to come and poz my hole. Wrestling with how to come to terms with the whole thing. “Peter?” I said. “What” he snapped back. “I admit I wanted to be pozzed, but honestly not like this” “Yeah, I know how you wanted it, you wanted me to do so you could hold it over my head” “No I wouldn’t” The knock at the door kept him from responding. As he opened it wondered who would be there. The man that was outside was fucking hot. He was like a living god. Tall, dark, handsome and covered in tattoos. Under his tank he was furry and muscular. As he walked into the room, his cock jumped under his gym shorts. “So how many have knocked him up?” he asked “An escort, me, and a guy who was full blown” Peter said. “Fuckin’ hot” the stranger said, “let me add mine” “He’s open for business,” Peter replied, “tell all your toxic friends” “Fuck man, I can have my husband head over after his workout, as well as some of my buds” “The more the better” The muscle god was now stripping. Once his tank was removed and his body exposed, I was in awe. He was solidly built. “you ready for this?” he asked looking right at me. “Yes” I replied. “If he starts to object, just keep going,” Peter said, “he’s going home poz one way or another” I watched the muscle god drop his shorts, exposing his thick veiny cock. It had to be nine inches. I licked my lips and lifted my hips off the bed, raising my ass up in the air. “Someone’s eager” Peter said. The stranger climbed between my legs and buried his face in my crack. Licking my hole, soaking it with his spit. Peter was pinching his nipples as he watch. The stinger then climbed on top of me, line up his cock and pushed it in. I let out a loud moan. He dropped body on me and I felt as if I was being smothered. He was pumping his cock in and out of my hole. I would lift my hips off the bed, pushing upwards so my ass was meeting his cock. “Someone’s very eager” the stranger said. “Fuck your poz load into me” I said. The stranger slammed his cock into me hard, pushing me into the mattress. I was pushing back my ass as he slammed in. I watched Peter across the room, watching me as I was getting fucked. “Untie me your twisted motherfucker, so I can fuck this man properly” I yelled to him. Peter dropped his phone and quickly moved over to the bed. He released both my wrists and i pushed myself up to a kneeling position. I wanted this doggie style. “Fuck me like the bitch I am” I said. The stranger grabbed my hips and began to fuck me more, faster and harder. “Slap my ass” I ordered. Peter was releasing my ankles. “I said slap my ass” The stranger slapped my right cheek hard, making it sting. “Again” I said He then started to slap my ass over and over as he pounded my hole. “Glad to see you are embracing your inner pig” Peter said. “Oh I’m just beginning” The stranger pulls out and flips me over on my back, grabbing my ankles he pushed my legs back, shoving my knees into my chest. Peter grabs his cock and lines it up with my hole. The stranger’s cock pushes in all the way. “Going to dump my load into your hot ass soon buddy” He started to pound my hole, thrusting his body weight into me. I could see Peter standing there, his cock was getting hard again. I watched it lift off his balls and slowly start to expand, until it was sticking straight out. I squeezed my hole around his cock as the stranger fucked me. The bed was squeaking as we fucked on it. I know people passing the room could hear it, but I didn’t care, fuck them. Hell, if they wanted they could come in and fuck me too. I didn’t want to fight this any more. I wanted to be a fucking pig. The stranger’s cock was rock hard and his balls were tensing up, drawing close to his body. He was getting close to dumping his poz load into me. “Want my load fucker’ he asked. “Fuck yeah, is a pig’s ass pork” “Fuck yeah” “Dump your poz load in my hole” He slammed into me. He grunted loudly as he emptied his balls into my hole. Every few seconds he would pull out and thrust back in. “Fuck dude, y’all up for a little four-way later tonight” “Fuck yeah” I said. “I will text you the address when I get to my car” he said, “my husband needs to poz that ass” “Tonight all holes will be available” I said. “Same here” He pulled off me and began dressing. I wasn’t sure if Peter was in shock or just scared. As soon as the man left the room. I grabbed my cock and started stroking it hard. I stared at Peter the whole time, watching him and his hard cock standing there. “Hope we have some time before my next trick,” I said to him. A beep on his phone brought him back to reality. I grabbed it off the table, it was a text message of the guys address and what time to be at his place. I tossed his phone back down, then walked towards him next to the bed. “Your ass is next” I said to him, pushing him on the bed.

Part 2 I spent the whole next morning in my cubicle, working. I didn’t see my boss all morning. Lunch time came and went. It was about 1:30 when my phone vibrated. It was the text message that was promised. It read: 9:30 p.m. at the Full Moon Motel, Lakeshore drive, Room 13 The rest of the day my mind wondered, what did I get myself into. I finished the workday, still no sight of my boss, hurried home and got ready. I got in my car and drove out to the motel. I was shocked when I saw it. Not only was it sleazy looking, but it also looked like a setting of a horror flick. I drove around the hotel, only a few cars were parked in the lot. The room I was looking for was on the back side of the hotel, you could not see the road from here, nor can anyone see your car from the road. The lot was dark, and most of the lights were out or flickering in the open halls. I parked and got out. The numbers were missing from door 13, You could see the the out line where the numbers used to be, etched in the paint. I knocked and then waited. “Right on time,” my boss said as he motioned for me to come in. He was still fully dressed in his suit. I went to say something and he put his hand to my mouth. “Strip” he said. I kicked off my shoes and then reached down and pulled off my socks. He moved over to the bed and sat on the corner. I watched him rub his crotch as I undressed. I pulled my shirt over my head, revealing my smooth defined chest. I started to play with my nipples, pulling on them. I reached down and popped all the buttons on my button fly jeans, exposing my crotch hair to my boss, since I had no underwear on. “Turn around and drop those jeans, Let me see that ass” he said. I turned my back to him and slowly pushed down my jeans as I did I bent over, opening my crack up to him and exposing my hole. I carefully stepped out of my jeans, throwing them over with my shirt. “Even hotter out of your pants” my boss said, “That ass has drove me crazy for a while” I reached back and spread my checks more, giving him a better view of my hole. I pushed it out and sucked it back in. Teasing him. “Strip me” he said. I stood up and moved over to him. While he was still seated, I untied his tie and laid it nicely in the chair near the bed. I went behind him and helped him out of his suit jacket, again putting it nicely on the back of the chair. I, then, unbuttoned the cuffs of his shirt, rubbing my hands over the fur on the back of his hands as I did. He stood up, as I began to unbutton his dress shirt, with each button undone, his hairy chest was exposed. It was a forest of black fur with just a few white ones mixed in, causing my cock to get harder. Once fully unbuttoned, I pulled the shirt tail out of his pants and took off his shirt. “Can I please Sir” I asked him, and his only response was a nod. I ran my hands in his fur, exploring his muscular chest hidden within the hair. I slid my hands down his furry stomach to his pants. Undoing his belt first, I continued to strip him. I was about to undo the button on his pants when he cleared his throat. “Shoes” he said. I dropped to my knees, putting my face right in front of that massive bulge. My hands were busy untying his laces, carefully so I would not knot them. I pulled each shoe off and then his socks, still staring at his crotch. I reached up and undid this pants and lowered his zipper. His dress pants slowly slid down his legs, without my help, revealing his black boxer briefs. He stepped out of his pants, allowing me to place them on the chair, folded neatly. He had put his fingers inside the waist band of his underwear. “Tell the boss what you want” he said. “I want your massive cock” I replied. “Where do you want that massive cock” “In my holes” He pulled down his underwear and stepped out. His cock was almost hard and bounced as it popped out of this underwear. He offered them to me. I brought them to my noise and sniffed. I could smell his musk on them. As I was sniffing his underwear, he reach around and put a finger in my hole, slowly circling it. “Pre-lubed, you are a good whore” I pushed back on his finger, which slid into my hole. I took a big sniff of his underwear, taking in his musk. His finger pushed in deep, then slowly slid back out. I pushed my ass back to meet his finger coming back into me. “A very good whore” he said silently. I could feel his cock pressing against my upper thigh. It was driving me crazy, I wanted to touch it, suck it, get fucked by it. With his free hand, he began to move his cock, first sliding it over my ass cheeks, then slapping them with it. He dropped it down on the top of my ass and left it resting there. “Get on the bed, on your back.” he said, “and get those legs high in the air” I didn’t hesitate, even though I wanted that cock in my mouth, I wanted to taste the musk on it. I was on my back with my ass at the edge of the bed. I lifted my legs up and then brought them into my chest, giving my boss full access to my hole. He positioned his cock at my hole, circling it with his head, gently pushing in against my hole. I closed my eyes, enjoying the feeling. “I brought some condoms, they are in my pocket” I said. “Don’t use them, so we don’t need them” he replied. 

I went to protest, but he was pushing his cock into my hole. I took a deep breathe and pushed my hole out, giving him less resistance. My hole stretched to open around his cock head. I wished I had some poppers, but I didn’t forgot them. I moaned as he slide his massive cock into me slowly. His head popped in and I could feel the meaty shaft sliding into my hole. He didn’t stop until he was all the way in. I could feel his crotch hair against my ass, as well as his huge nuts. Once in he pulled my legs apart and laid on top of me, pressing his full weight on me. I could feel his hot furry torso against me. “See, my wife won’t let me fuck her at all, with or without a condom” he said. He slowly was moving his hips in a small circle. “it’s not that she can’t take my big cock” he said, “she took it fine early in our marriage” He started to pull his cock out slowly, teasing my hole. “I wasn’t the faithful man to her” He was now slowly pumping his cock in and out of my hole, bringing the head back until it was pulling at my hole from the inside and then pushing it back in. “I fucked women and men” I was moaning loudly by now. His cock felt so good in my hole. HIs fur was tickling my smooth skin. “Even took a cock or two up my ass” I wrapped my arms round him, feeling his furry back. He was a walking ape. “I wasn’t careful” he said. The pumping of his cock in and out of my hole was picking up speed. I reached down and grabbed at his furry ass checks, pulling him into me more. “Caught something I couldn’t get rid of” That registered into my mind quickly and I began to panic. I moved my hands between our chests and started to push him back. Fuck this whole fantasy of mine just went to a place I didn’t think or want it to go. He was much stronger than I was and pushed back.

Part 1 Fuck, right there on the front of my khaki pants was a huge wet spot. I knew it was a bad idea to read the stories on Breeding Zone at work, but what was really worse, was I had to piss. How would I get from my cubicle to the mens room on the other side of the office without my co-workers seeing my huge wet spot? I put my head in my hands to think. Shit, I thought back to school when I had had to try to hide an inopportune hard on when called upon to go up to the board. Okay, hands in pockets - fuck that wouldn't work. Book in front of the crotch. Okay that would work. But wait - there were no books - but there were files. Yeah, a file would work. “Everything okay?” a voice asked from behind me. “Yeah, just trying to think” I replied, turning around my chair. Fuck, it was my boss. I panicked a little. Had he caught me looking at my phone reading the stories and gently rubbing my hard on in my pants. I had lusted after this man for so long, but not in an obvious way, but who wouldn’t. He was a little over six feet, salt and pepper hair, with the same in his goatee, and he filled out his suit perfectly. It was if is tailor had painted on his suits of him. You could always see a little tuff a hair sticking out of his collar, just behind his tie, with more tuffs at the cuffs of his sleeves leading to his furry hands. He walked around with a huge bulge in his crotch. I only had one word that really described him: DADDY. “Okay carry on” he said walking away. Grabbing my folder, I headed to the restroom, hiding my wet spot all the way. A s I entered, the lights flickered on. I was relieved that no one else was in the rest room. Grabbing a hand full of paper towels, leaving the folder on the sink. I headed to the stall. I shut the door and locked myself in and inspected my trousers. “Shit” I said out loud. The spot was bigger than I remembered. I took the towels and rubbed the spot trying to dry it. I began to worry that my coworkers would think I pissed on my self. It began to dry a little and disappear. Once it was small enough that people didn’t notice, I left the stall and stepped up the the urinal, unzipped and pulled out my soft cock. I was about to start to piss when the men’s room door opened and footsteps walked to the urinal next to me. “This is where you disappeared to,” my boss said. “Yeah,” I said nervously. “Don’t be pee shy on my account” he said, looking up from my cock. Damn, these older buildings with no dividers between the urinals are a blessing and a curse. I looked over and looked him right in the eyes. He had a big smile on his face. His hand were unzipping his dress pants. I looked down and watched him reach inside and pull out his cock. My eyes widened. His cock was so fucking thick. My first instinct was it was almost as thick as a beer bottle. And it was still fucking soft. The head along was huge. “Don’t be scared, it’s very friendly," he said. My eyes widened more, almost to the point of where they could pop right out. My boss knew I was looking at his cock and he was flirting with me. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to look” I said nervously. “Don’t be shy. I have seen you looking at me, looking at my crotch," he said. I was so scared and nervous I was about to pass out. I think my cock shriveled. “I have been watching you too, especially that ass” he said as hit piss start to flow and hit the back of the urinal. “You’re married” I said. “Oh, it’s complicated” he said. “Oh” I replied. “I need you to stay after we close. I have a special project for you” he said. He finished pissing, put his cock away and zipped up. I heard him behind me washing his hands. I closed my eyes and concentrated, getting my piss to flow. By the time I had finished, he was gone. My mind raced with thoughts and questions. I could only stare into the mirror, lost as I washed my hands. I returned to my desk and looked at the clock. Only two hours until closing and everyone would be leaving. I busied myself, trying to keep my mind off this after hours project he had for me. Each time I looked at the clock, only a few minutes went by. Time was dragging. I decided to stop looking at the clock and when I looked up again I saw the last person heading to the elevator. “You coming?” she asked. “Just finishing this report up. I'll be out of here in about 15 minutes or so.” The bitch didn’t even wait for my response. She simply rushed to get to the elevator, throwing me a casual wave. , she was rushing to get to the elevator waving at me. When she was gone, I got up and headed to my bosses office. Knocking on the door when I arrived. “Come in,” he said. As I did he motioned for me to sit down. He was behind his desk. As I sat down, he got up and moved in front of his desk, sitting on it in front of me. His suit jacket was unbuttoned and his crotch was huge. “I’m not going to beat around the bush here” he said, “I am going to propose something, if you say yes it must be a secret here in the office, If you say no, it’s okay, but if you got to HR, I will flat out deny it and your career here will be over.” “I understand.” “I need someone to give me some stress release. My wife refuses, and you are my choice” he said, “Understand?” “Yeah, I think so.” “We would meet at your place or a motel, you will give me my release,” adding “at least twice a week." I just stared at his eyes. “This will not help your career here in any way” he said. I just nodded. “Before you answer, let me show you what exactly you will be dealing with.” I watched as he undid his belt, letting it hang on each leg wide open. He then unbutton his pants and unzipped them, opening them wide. I could see his black underwear inside. I looked up at his face, seeing his smile grow. My eye went back down to his crotch. His hand moved inside his underwear, then pulled out his cock and balls. His cock hung over his balls, thick and veiny. His balls were huge too, not quite the size of eggs. Everything just hung there. I looked up and his eyebrows raised up. His hand moved back to his cock and wrapped around it, slowly fisting himself. His cock twitched and grew, thickening a little more, even as it grew substantially in length. I had seen a cock like this in porn, only it was uncut. His cock was the cock version of Lito Cruz. My mouth dropped a little, as I watched this meaty cock harden in front of my eyes. He let go, it was hard but still had a bit of softness to it. “I think it likes you,” he said coyly. I just nodded, I was speechless. “Are in you or out of this special project?” he asked. “Oh, I’m in, I'm definitely in.” “Excellent, tomorrow night is our first meeting. You will get a text of when and where tomorrow afternoon” he said, tucking his cock back in his pants.

FS Part 13 Join forces, what the fuck. I was almost in panic mode. I wanted to jump up and run out of the room, but there was no way with Stinger, Mr Fister, and Dr. Clown blocking my way. “I think the gas mask might be in order, Mr Stinger” the doctor said, slowly stroking his engorged purple cock. “I agree” Mr. Fister said, “It will also muffle any screams” “Not that anyone could hear him, well other than the Bearded Lady” Stinger said, “and you don’t want her here” Stinger moved to a cabinet and opened it. I could see inside, there were two gas masks that had long hoses coming from the nose area. The eye were dark and I wondered if when it was on, was I going to be able to see anything. At the end of the hose was a small connection. One another shelf was about a dozen bottle of poppers, all with no labels. “Professors, private brew,” Stinger said, getting a mask and bottle. He moved over to me, I lifted my head to make it easy for him to put the mask on. “Someone’s eager” he said as he slipped the mask over my face. I could feel the bands pulling at my hair as they tried to slip down securing the mask. He moved quickly to fix them and adjust them until the mask was tight against my face. The eye covers were too dark for me to see clearly, just shadows of the images on the other side. “Total sensory deprivation, if you please Mr. Stinger” Mr Fister said. I could hear movement in the room and could see a shadow move towards the cabinet again. “I would like a bottle as well” Dr. Clown said I could just see Stinger getting the bottle and handing it to the doctor. He returned to my side. I felt cotton being stuffed in each ear. The sounds were muffled now. Then he place a thick clothe over my ears, it was almost dead silent now. His last step was to but head phones on that and it was truly silent. I felt the tube move and suddenly the fresh air was replaced with the odor of poppers, strong ones. The rush was instant. I felt every muscle in my body go limp, my heart raced and I felt it. The rush increase more and more as I breathed in and out. I felt something press against my hole. It was there only for a second then it pushed in, driving deep. My hole spread out wide. Dr. Clown was sliding his cock into my hole. There was no pain this time, it felt good as it went into me. I don’t know if it was the poppers or if I was just used to my hole being open so wide. He began to pump his cock in and out. I could just see his outline between my legs. I watched as the shadow of his arm moved up to his face. I assumed he was taking a big hit of poppers. He suddenly started to pull his cock completely out and then ram it in all the way. I let out a yelp, but I don’t think anyone hear me, if they did, they didn’t seem to care and continued. I breathed deep and felt the rush of the poppers flood my body, causing what little pain to be replaced with pleasure. I could feel his body pressing up against me as he fucked my hole. I felt someone start to pinch my nipples, then twisted them. They were pulling on them, working them hard and rough. I twisted my head to see the shadow next to me and assumed it was Stinger, I could not see any other shadows in the room. Dr. Clown slammed his cock deep into my hole and stayed there, pressing his body against me. I felt a hand moving around the shaft of his cock, then his cock pulled out some, allowing the tips of the fingers to slid in-between the lips of my hole and the shaft of the cock. Slowly the fingers moved inward, sliding deeper into my hole. I breathed deeply again to get my hole to relax more, to allow the hand to come in with the cock. I felt the first set of knuckles slid into my hole. I breathed deeper and held my breathe then released. Sensing my new relaxation, Mr. Fister slid into me more and I felt his second set of knuckles slide into my hole. Dr. Clown’s head was thrown back, well it looked that way in the shadows that I could see. More pressure was added to my hole, stretching it more as the back of Mr. Fister's hand slid against it. With the cock in me, I could not feel the biggest part of the hand and thumb sliding into me. My nipples were becoming sore and that took my mind off my hole, but just momentarily. The hand inside my hole, started to move back and forth, but just small movements. At the same time, the doctor’s dick started to move with it, but opposite movements to the hand. My cock throbbed from the pleasure of my hole being fucked and fisted and the pain of the torture of my nipples. I could feel my cum shot building up and I knew I would shoot soon. The hand and cock continued to move inside me, it felt like Mr. Fister’s hand was slowly jacking off Dr. Clown’s cock inside my hole. Each thrust in from the cock, my own cock would jump and land back on my stomach. Stinger let go of my nipples and began to remove the headphones. The sounds of the room were slowly coming back, muffled but coming back. He removed the clothe and the cotton from my ears. I could hear everything now. Including my heart beat which was loudly beating in my ear from my popper high. I was now hearing the slurping sounds of my hole being fucked and fisted. Stinger went back to my nipples, twisting them hard and then pulling them. His hard cock was resting on my side and was leaking fuck juice. “Lick my hole” the doctor ordered. I thought Stinger was going to move around and stick his tongue up the doctor’s ass, but I heard moaning. Mr. Fister must have moved his tongue into the doctor’s crack and invade his hole. “Oh yeah that’s it, move your head with my ass, don’t let the tongue lose it’s touch on my hole” I heard a muffled reply, but could not make it out. Stinger released my nipples, allowing the blood to flow back in, only to pinch them again. This time he used the tip of his nails, digging them into my flesh. I released a loud moan inside of the gas mask. The poppers were still giving me a rush each time I breathed, but I was getting light headed at times. Stinger must has sensed that I needed air because he undid the little brown bottle from the hose and allowed fresh air to come in. I had not gooned on poppers in a long time. As much as I loved the rush, the fresh air was better right now. “Remove the mask, Stinger” Fister said. Releasing my nipples, Stinger pulled on the mask, pulling my hair, any resistance from the mask straps gave way and I was out of it. As my eyes adjusted, I could see the doctor pumping his cock in and out of my hole, while rubbing up against the hand inside with it. He was pinching his nipples, moaning. I could not see Fister at all, but I knew he was back there, slurping on the doctor’s hole. “Fuck me Fister,” he said. Fister did not slowly pull his hand out of my ass, he ripped it out. I yelped loudly as it slid out leaving only the doctor’s cock in me. The doctor had stopped moving and was waiting for Fister to push his cock up his ass. Soon they were in a good rhythm. The doctor nodded his head and Stringer jumped up on the table, squatting down on to my hard cock that the doctor was holding up. It easily slid into his muscle ass. Fister was the first one to cum, he grabbed the doctor in a bear hug and held on as his cock pumped his load deep into his ass. I could hear him grunting as he unloaded. I couldn’t hold it any longer and started to shoot my load deep into Stinger. He continued to slide up and down my cock as it pulsed. Dr. Clown moaned as my hole twitched around his cock as I came up Stinger’s hole. Stinger sat down quickly, once he felt me shooting in his ass. The doctor picked up speed of his fucking and then after a minute, the doctor slammed into me deep shooting his load. Fister had pulled out and was standing by the cabinets. Stinger was slowly lifting off my soft cock, leaving the doctor buried deep in my hole. “You are going to make an excellent addition to our family of freaks” the doctor said. “I get to keep him?” Stinger said excitedly. “Yes Stinger you get to keep him” “He’s going to be my new pal” Stinger said like a small child.

We were all laying back together on the couch, taking a much needed breather and drinking water and Gatorade to stay hydrated. Trevor had greedily taken Daddy's ass-cum-and-piss-soaked cock into his mouth as soon as Daddy had pulled out after adding his chem piss to the two loads of POZ cum in the bottom's ass. Just like the tweaked out piggy boi he was there was no hesitation when I told him to clean Daddy's cock. He quickly spun around on his knees and started lapping at Daddy's thick wet dick like a dog lapping at his own nuts! Doing so had given me a perfect view of his sweaty hairy red boihole, the lips puffy from the back to back fucks he had just received from Daddy, and trickles of cum and piss pooling at the center of those lips. I bent forward, giving in to my own piggishness, burying my face between this young boi's sweet hole and began running my tongue around his leaking pucker, tasting the combined nectar there. His natural taste mixed with Daddy's cum and piss - with which I was very familiar - made it hard to stop. But I knew I needed to let the cum soaking inside him STAY inside him and do it's work. Now as we reclined on the couch touching each other's bodies and playing with nips and balls, Daddy turned the pig bottom's attention to the big screen TV which had been playing porn the entire time. The scene that was showing was of a young blond boi about Trevor's age with 2 hard bodied and hard dicked daddys one a hairy sexy white daddy with pierced nipples and the other a gorgeous smooth black Adonis with a dick that looked to be over 9 inches, thick and hard and wet with the young guy's spit. The ebony god's cock was withdrawn from the sucking mouth as white daddy fed the boy a couple of big hits from the pipe. "Ever had a black dick, pig", Daddy asked our boi as we watched the hot scene. "Once, it's been a couple years ago", Trevor answered as he himself took a hit as he was offered a newly packed pipe. "How was it?", I asked. "Did you like it? Was he as huge as that guy in the video?" Trevor exhaled a dick hardening perfect white cloud before answering. "I loved it bro! He wasn't AS big but almost and damn fat too! He fed me two thick loads of cum before he had to leave. Tried to connect with him a couple times after that but never could." Daddy turned Trevor's face to him and shotgunned the hit he had just taken into the pig's receptive mouth. I knew that even though we were taking a break Daddy was determined to keep the pig's high constant. As Daddy pulled back from the shotgun and looked into Trevor's dark pupils he said, "Bet a big black cock like that would feel real good in your boipussy now that you know how great getting fucked can be. Don't you think so?" Trevor blew out another cloud of smoke and coughed hard. "Damn Daddy! I don't think I could take anything that big! He's so fucking HUGE!!" Daddy pressed the point, planting the idea and desire in Trevor's tina controlled mind. "But I bet you'd try, wouldn't you? If a cock like that was here and offered to you, give you some more tina, and you'd be ready to feel that big beautiful black shaft opening you up. Am I right boi?" Daddy asked with a leering grin. Trevor shuddered in a combination of desire and fear. "Maybe", he finally half whispered. Then, "Oh damn it would feel incredible I bet!" Daddy chuckled as he ran a rough fingertip across Trevor's exposed hole, making him close his eyes and moan in pleasure. "No telling what will happen this weekend, boi. Your daddy and bro want to give you so much (he gave me a knowing smirk when he said this!), and explore all your darkest hottest fantasies. Some you may not have even admitted to yourself," he finished saying as he slid his thick finger into our pig's wet warm hole. "OOOOOOOOOO, daddy. That feels so good. MMMMM. Play with your boi's hole." "I will boi. Look at that kid on the screen. He is loving that big black cock in his mouth!" Trevor opened his eyes to watch and moaned again as Daddy slid a second finger inside him. "You see that tattoo on that black fuckers belly boi? Just above his pubic hair?" Trevor fixed his eyes on the screen again as we all took in the sight of the red scorpion standing out clearly against the black skin it was painted on. "Yes, daddy, I see it", he spoke softly and hesitantly. Daddy smiled at me over Trevor's head as I moved the bag of tina shards next to him. "Do you know what it means?" he asked as he withdrew his fingers from the pig's wet hole and dipped them into the bag of tina. "Oh, Daddy! Please! Don't stop! Please put them back in me!" "I am boi. Here", and he slid his tina coated fingers back into the hungry hole, causing a loud moan of delight to escape his lips. "Oh yeah, daddy. That's it. Thank you! It's burning a little bit though, but still feels so good". "That's probably because your hole's a little tender from getting fucked the first time. Let daddy use his fingers to massage it and it'll feel real good in a minute." Daddy is such an evil fucker!! My cock was throbbing so hard! "MMM. yes, daddy. It's feeling good. It's feeling real good." "Told you boi. Trust what daddy tells you. I'm here to make you feel good. Now you didn't answer me before. Do you know what that tattoo means?" Trevor looked from Daddy's face back to the screen where now the black stud was behind the white twink lining up his bare cock with the hairless hole. "Yes, Sir. It means he's pos...positive. HIV." Trevor breathed out the last word quietly but almost reverently. "Does that scare you boi? Does it turn you on? How's it make you feel?", as he continued fucking his fingers in and out of the horned up boi's hole. Before Trevor could answer we all watched as the black toxic dick began sliding into the twink's lubed up hole. The boi in the video arched his back and cried out, "Fuck YESS!! Fuck me with that black monster Daddy! Fuck your boi with your Big Black POZ cock! Oh gawd yes....do it!!" "OH Fuck!" Trevor blurted out. "That is so damn hot! Yeah do it daddy. Fuck your boi with your big black poz cock!" Daddy rammed three fingers all the way inside Trevor's hole at these words as we both leered at each other and Trevor moaned, watching the POZ sex on the screen and feeling daddy's fingers inside him. He was talking to the black daddy on the screen caught up in the moment but we both knew he was almost ready! And daddy and I were ready to start round two!!

Dad’s Basement Part Thirty I was carried over to the sling, raised high in the air. When I was lowered my back met the cold leather of the sling. I could hear chains clinking. I was pulled up a little, positioning my ass just over the edge of the leather. My legs were raised up and put in the leather hoops, holding them up. My arms were raised above my head and was locked in handcuffs. I tried to move my arms but they wouldn’t move. They were locked in that position. Fuck, no way to adjust the blindfold to get a peek at some of the men. I wondered why there were some that wanted to remain anonymous. I felt a cock stabbing at my hole, which gave way instantly. I was back in business. “I hope you remember this cock from our first encounter.” the man said. “You fucked me in the first round” I said. “I fucked you way before that” he said. I knew it wasn’t Garrett or Dad. I started to think, crossing off people I could think of that fucked me. I couldn’t place the voice. Was it someone from the bookstore, rest stop bathroom or the poz resort? I didn’t know. “Going to give you want you need more of” he said, “AIDS loads” He was steadily fucking my hole. His thrusts make the chains clank more and more. I could hear more men cheering. It must have been a hot show. My cock was hard and was laying against my belly. “One day this boy cock is going up my hole” he said lifting it off my stomach and slowly jerking it. I moaned out a yes as his hand slowly continued to to stroke my cock from the base to the head. My balls began to pull up, I squeezed my ass, trying to hold off from shooting my load. “Hey Dad, get your mouth over here” the man said, “your boy has a treat for you” I felt a mouth cover my cock head. The man let go of my cock and the mouth slid down, deep throating my cock. The cock in my hole continued to fuck me. I tried to buck my hips up, but they were being held down by someone’s hand, which I assumed was Dad’s since he was sucking my cock. I moaned constantly. I was in so much pleasure. “I’m going to fucking shoot” I yelled out. The man in my hole started to fuck me faster and harder. I could feel the cum raising and raising until I couldn’t hold it back. I shot out into my Dad’s mouth. My muscles around my hole contracted as my cock pulsed. It caused my hole to squeeze some around the cock in me. He suddenly pushed into me and began to shoot his load into my hole. “Giving you fucking AIDS boy” he said, “For the third time” I felt him pull out and another cock push in. Dad was still on my cock, slowly running his tongue on my softening cock. I tried to buck my hips again because my cock was getting sensitive. Dad slowly pulled up off my cock, tightly holding my cock with his lips as he did. I felt my cock fall out and drop to my crotch. The cock in my hole was steadily fucking me, as I felt lips touch mine. I started to kiss the man, pushing my tongue into his mouth. It was then I tasted cum, my cum. It was my Dad kissing me and sharing my load with me. Even when both of us had swallowed our share of my load we kept kissing. “Oh fuck that’s hot” the man fucking me said “Daddy and son kissing” He fucked me harder and harder. I could feel Dad’s hand rubbing my chest, running across my nipples. Dad soon pulled away. “Taste good son” he said, “my boy’s poz load” I felt the man grab my hips and start pulling me on his cock. It wasn’t long until his cock was getting harder, signaling it was ready to add it’s load into me. “Here it comes little fuck toy” he said. He slammed into my body, thrusting me forward, his grip on my hips were the only thing that kept me from being pushed off his cock as it spit it’s viral load into me. His breathing was in the form of grunts. His body shook as he emptied his balls. I could feel a hot breathe on my ear as he pulled out and another hard toxic cock slid in. This one was thick and already felt rock hard. “Some of us have been talking” the voice said in my ear, “your Dad being one of them.” I didn’t recognized the voice. The cock in my hole was slowly moving in and out, trying to keep the chains quiet so I could hear the voice. “We thing it’s time to visit Dax and make some money off your boy pussy” he said. The man in my hole thrusted three times really hard into me, rattling the chains. “Your Daddy agrees. You’re a natural born cum dump bottom” he said. Three more thrusts into my hole. “We are sure Dax could use a boy like you” The man thrusted three more times and then slammed deep into my hole. I could feel his cock twitch and pulse as he added his toxic cum. 
“Daddy is going to email him to get you a face to face, or maybe it will be hole to cock” the voice said. The man in me pulled his cock out and again was replaced by another, who quickly started to fuck my hole fast and hard. “Daddy already let the cameramen know to send a copy of tonights gang bang film to him” he said. I was being fucked harder and harder now, as if the voice was turning each man on, making them want to fuck and cum, no matter how quick. I could feel the cum running down my ass, some running under me and in-between me and the leather of the sling. “Ask Daddy sometime about his gang bang film and his time with Dax” the voice said before leaving my ear. I closed my eyes trying to process what I had just heard. I knew I wanted to see Dad’s gang bang film. My cock jumped again at the thoughts in my head of my Dad tied down to the fuck bench or in the sling getting fucked just like I was now. I lost count of the men who had been fucking me, all I could think about was Dad. I wanted to know more. Soon I felt my hands being released and my legs being taking down. “Son, hey son” my Dad said, bringing me out of my thoughts. “It’s over buddy, Skin and I had a awesome time” Garrett said, pulling off the blind fold. I looked around and the place was empty, besides dad and I. “Sixty loads boy up that hole, it’s a new club record,” Dad said, “hell it’s the only record.” “Let’s get out out of there and into the showers” Garrett said. “Careful of the floor” Dad said. “Yeah someone flooded the place with cum” Garrett said laughing. I was helped out of the sling, my foot landed in the big puddle of cum on the floor, in an area that would have been under my ass. It slid forward. Thankfully Dad and Garrett caught me or I would have busted my ass on the concrete floor. We made it to the shower with no accidents. Cum was flowing from my ass. The hot water came quickly as I turned it on. I stepped under the water and just stood there. “Push the cum out son!” I aimed my ass at the tile wall and pushed. Cum shot out and landed on the tiles. The more I pushed the more cum came out. It still flowed when I stopped. Looking down I watched it flow down the drain. “Don’t worry Son, your body absorbed a lot of the strains tonight.” “Fuck yeah” Garrett said. “Hurry and clean up, so we can get you to bed, the sun is going to be coming up soon” I don’t remember much after that. I was tired and ready for bed.

Jason was desperately trying to place the mans face as the doctor got between his legs and started to man handle his penis. The doctor rubbed and pull the cock between his rough fingers trying to pry apart the piss slit but finding it sticky. “Hmmm well there is definitely an infection here. He squeezed Jason's dick and made some discharge apart collecting it on his finger. Bringing it up to his nose he sniffed “Hmmm this is a pretty nasty strain whatever it is. Looks and smells like Gonorrhea right Nick?” He proffered his finger across to the nurse Nick who looked at the discharge and also leaned in to sniff. “Yes I would agree Doctor. The colour, texture and smell definitely has all the same characteristics” “Take a closer look young Jason” the Doctor thrust his hand close towards Jasons face now who tried to buck his head back as the doctor moved his finger closer and closer. “Take a deep whiff, have you been noticing this smell a lot. Now Gonorrhea can infect any warm wet areas, have you had any throat pain recently?” The doctor moved his hands to Jasons mouth and squeezed his jaw open. The doctors bare fingers dived into Jasons mouth and he could feel the doctor rubbing around his gums and tongue. “Hmmm I wonder...” mused the doctor as he pushed two fingers down the back of Jasons throat. Jason could taste the disharge on the doctors finger sliding around inside his mouth and as the Doctor pushed his fingers deep down the back of Jasons throat he found no choice but to swallow. “Well there is definitely something down there too” I'll have to explore that later”. The Doctor took his fingers out of Jasons mouth and turned around to drag over a small stool which he sat on. “Well Nick it looks like we have a perfect patient here to help with the students. I believe they are currently in examination room 6 would you like to bring them through” Nick turned and left the room as Jason, still restrained on the examination chair, sat in slight disbelief at what was happening. “Sorry...?” Jason croaked from his man handled throat, “...students?” “Yes Jason, this is a teaching hospital and you signed a release allowing our students and staff to use you for teaching purposes. Don't worry this is a place of medicine, you are in the best hands for the care you need” “Doctor, something happened to me” Jason sighed, as tears began to gather in his eyes. “I... I think... I was raped and I don't know what to do”. “Well Jason that does sound like quite a statement. But I mean you seem like a strong capable lad to me, so I have to wonder if this sort allegation you are making is true, how did it happen? where were you? Why did you not try to stop it?” “I... I don't know? I don't know what happened, its just, theres so much I don't remember. My head is such a mess, even you look familiar to me and I don't know why” The Doctor leaned got between Jason's legs, leaned over and down in Jason's face “Well Jason's thats a very accusatory thing to say. Do you think I raped you? Here I am helping you and youre accusing me of raping you?” “No no you got me wrong thats not what I mean” Jason said crying more as he struggled in the examination chair. “Well I am not in any habit of raping young men, rape is for the unwilling and I always make sure the men I fuck want it” Jason's eyes bulged for a second when the door opened and in walked a large group of male students in white coat, led by the nurse Nick. The Doctors voice changed back into a professional tone as he encouraged the group around Jason. “Gentlemen yes welcome. What we have here is a young male patient who has come in today claiming to have been raped and yet we have found a very aggressive looking strain of Gonorrhea in his penis suggesting that he must have put his dick somewhere pretty infected already”. Jason tried to splutter some protests but The Doctor continued louder. “First we need to see if the infection has gotten into the patients bladder so we will need to insert a catheter , now his penis is quite gummed up so this may be uncomfortable. Nick would you mind?” Behind Jasons head, Nick appeared with a large spherical object and pushed the cold metal object into Jasons mouth. He then pulled on two restraints attached to the ball pulling it back hard into Jason's mouth and restricting his ability to open his mouth or close it. He tried to shout and cry but all that came out was a loud muffled moan. Still tied to the examination chair he was vulnerable and unable to stop the medical staff as they gathered round to watch the procedure up close. The Doctor gripped Jason's cock tightly and began to crudely shove the catheter tube into Jason's piss slit. High pitched squeals came from the gagged Jason, but fell on deaf ears. “Well this isnt working well as the urethra is too gummed and the penis too soft, so in circumstances like this it is good to get the patient aroused to help stiffen the passage and allows an easier entry” The doctor reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a syringe which he proceeded to stick into Jason's cock pushing the plunger and administering the dosage. “Now as that caverject gets to work I want us to examine the lads anus.” The Doctor stood from his chair and began manipulating levers on the examination chair which raised it, lowered Jason's head and raised his arse up so his hole was spread and at waist height. The Doctor pushed two fingers into the tight swollen hole and pulled apart. “Now listen to that sound. Get close and listen” he began open and closing the hole, pulling the hole apart harder and faster to the sound of Jasons sobbing below. “Now that cracking sound you can hear is another telling sign of infection in there, thats dried discharge breaking apart as I manipulate his rectum. “We need to explore this hole deeper and see how bad this is, Nick could you one of the students administer two dosages into the patient please, we need to get this boy nice and relaxed and loose.” Nick moved to a drawer and pulled out two loaded syringes from, Jasons caught a glimpse of the liquid inside which appeared to have some red tinge floating around inside it. “Dont worry” said Nick “These were made up today with help from some of our other patients.” then as he and the male nurse took an arm each they wrapped tourniquets and then both pushed the needles into Jasons veins, pulled back mixed Jasons own blood with the concoction, and then pushed the dirty loads of crystal meth into him, pulling off the tourniquets and watching Jasons body shudder in exhilaration. Jason's mind began to fly away as the massive chemical boost burned its way through his veins however he caught the last of the Doctors voice as he began to drift off and away “Right then gentlemen, its time to explore this cunt and see how much damage was done, its also a great opportunity to show you how deep this little rabbit's hole can go” as he began to place pressure onto Jasons hole which felt as if it was enveloping the Doctors big bare hand.

I have found that I really enjoy the anonymous scene. I recently bought my own house in Vegas and the bottom floor guest room is perfectly set up for people to come through the front door, fuck me, and leave. One day in particular I was very horny and decided I was going to get multiple loads. I first put up an ad on bbrt and Craigslist. Then browsed around on gridnr. I would message people that I was taking anonymous loads as a pump and dump. I found that the profiles with no pictures the guys were more willing to actually want to fuck anonymous. I got a couple of hits on all the different sites and began my cum dump day. The set myself up in the room. Blindfolded ass up with the front door unlocked. I had sent my address out and started waiting. Shortly I heard the front door open and the first guy came into the room. I heard the familiar sound of clothes sliding off and then felt hands grip my ass. I moaned in response and then felt his tongue on my hole. I immediately started whimpering begging for him to fuck me. I had left some lube and poppers to the side but the guy decided he had other plans. He rimmed, licked, and sucked on my hole getting it nice and wet. I then heard him spit and felt his fingers push into. I moaned some more and spread my ass for him. Slowly he worked my hole open all the while spitting into it. Finally I felt that wonderful feeling if his dick on my hole and he pushed in. Using only his spit as lube. It hurt at first and pulled away, but he grabbed my hips holding me in place and rammed into me grunting. I whimpered and bit my pillow bearing the pain. He had no mercy and just fucked me harder and harder. He must have been horny because he blew really quickly. Never saying a word to me other than grunts and groans he gave me his wonderful load. Pulling out he slapped my ass and then left. I fingers my hole feeling his load in me waiting for the next person and I didn't have to wait long. Soon I heard the door open and heard a hello. The next guy I could tell was nervous and he was very slow to walk in the room. He took a while to undress and I told him not to worry. He did say it was hot that It looked like my hole had been used and I told him I had a load in me already. I think he finally caved and I felt his dick press on my hole immediately. No real foreplay he just pushed in as well. Luckily my hole was pretty open and nice and lubed from the other guys cum. He moaned and said how warm my hole was and slick it was as he started to pump into me. His dick felt pretty average and I decided to start squeezing his dick with my hole. This drove him wild and he starting moaning and I felt his dick spasm in me. He too quickly left after cumming. Nest I had a couple come in. They both were talking to each other in Spanish and slapping my ass. The first guy flipped me over onto my back and pulled my legs up. He pushed into me while his partner got on the bed and shoved his dick in my mouth. I was sucking away while getting pounded. The one in my hole said some more stuff in Spanish and pulled out. The one getting sucked then went to my hole and they swapped positions. He put his dick in my mouth and I could taste the other loads on his dick as his partner started fucking me. They kept swapping back and forth between my ass and mouth finally after a good 3 or 4 swaps one of them blew in my hole. His partner quickly switched and then he too blew in my hole. I then had two more guys after the couple come into my house and fuck me. All 6 guys gave me their loads and it was amazing. I love being a cum dump.

Peter just stood there, smirking at me, pleased with what he had done. His cock hung semi hard. He was looking at his phone, I could see it on his face that he was up to something. “Answer me damn it,” I said, “how could you do this to me: “Me? You had a part in this too, I didn’t see you put up a fight when the escort was fucking you” “How could I, I couldn’t move, he was holding me down and was much stronger” “Bull fucking shit, if you really wanted to fight it you would have, but you just laid there and took it” “I need to go to the doctor or something” “Your ass isn’t going anywhere, its not over yet, you dumb fuck” “What” Before he could answer, there was a knock at the hotel room door. Peter moved over to it and opened it. The man that walked in scared the shit out of me. He was tall and thin and not naturally thin. He was sickly thin. “That him?” he asked “Yeah’ Peter replied. “Ugly fucker, but I will dump my load into him any way” “He’s had two poz loads fucked into him” “My toxic seed will convert him. I have converted at least a dozen men and boys, never had to pump a second load into them, converted on the first” I just laid there, listening to this twisted, fucked up conversion. I jumped off the bed, determined to lock myself in the bathroom and save myself, but Peter and the man were quick and they both grabbed my arms, yanking me back. “Oh no you don’t, you are not escaping this” Peter said, “hold him, I think it’s time to tie his ass to the bed.” The thin man sighted his grip on my arm and grabbed the one Peter was holding. Peter went to his back and pulled out some leather cuffs, 4 in all. “If he tries to escape or fight me, punch him in the gut” Peter said. “My pleasure” the thin man replied Peter worked quickly to put the cuffs on my wrists and ankles. Then went back to his back and pulled out two long thick ropes, he threw one end of each under the bed. He returned to me. Getting right into my face, he start to kiss me, sticking his tongue into my mouth. I tried to fight it, but couldn’t. They moved me to the bed, forcing me down onto my stomach, my arms were stretched out toward the edge of the bed and my wrists cuffs were attached to the ropes. The rope was barely long enough to reach my arms, so I was stretched more. The tension kept me from moving. My legs were pulled wide open and were attached to the rope by the cuffs on my ankles, spreading my legs wide. Once I was secured to the bed, the thin man began to undress. I watched as he exposed his smooth, emaciated body to me. His chest and stomach had no fat on them and I could see his ribs. As he undid the button and pulled down the zipper on his shorts, I began to feel tears welling up and running down my cheeks. “Of fuck, man up you pussy. You know you wanted this” Peter said. The shorts dropped, exposing his crotch to me. It was hairless. His cock was thick and steadily growing. It was cut and had a big acorn head. His balls hung down low between his smooth thighs, which was like a road map of veins. “I didn’t want this” I said sobbing. “Yeah right, wasn’t it you who said that he wanted to be like me. Wasn’t it you who said you wished we didn’t have to us condoms” Peter said angrily. The thin man climbed on the bed, kneeling between my spread legs. He reach under me and grabbed my cock and balls and pulled them back. “The fucker is into this, his cock is hard” he said to Peter. Peter just laughed. I could feel the thin man moving and positioning his cock head at my hole. Peter had wrapped his fingers around his cock and was slowly fisting it. Without warning, the thin man pushed his cock in, driving it completely in. I could feel his hot crotch on my ass. Peter watch closely as it disappeared into my hole. I let out a soft moan, not wanting either to know that the cock in my hole felt good. The thin man lowered his torso onto my back and began to lift his hips, pulling his cock out of my hole. He slammed his cock back into me, repeating this over and over. His mouth was next to my ear. I could feel his breath slowly releasing into my ear. “Damn fucker, your ass feels good on my AIDS cock” he whispered. My eyes widened. “Your boyfriend got you a full blown cock” he said, “You should feel special, I don’t give my deadly load to just anyone” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing, a fucking AIDS top that was picky on what hole he fucked. I almost laughed. “But when your boyfriend contacted me and said it was a forced infection, I said yeah even though I thought you were ugly as shit” His cock slammed into me over and over. His balls bounced off my ass. “Please stop Peter, I need to get to the hospital, it might not be too late.” I pleaded. “Shut the fuck up and take it” Peter said. The thin man kept fucking my hole, slamming his cock into me. I could feel wetness slowly moving down my balls. “This pussy is fucking sloppy, just from two loads,” the thin man said. Peter got down front of me, looking me start into my eyes. His blue eyes were blurry from my tears. He ran his hand through my hair, gently stroking it. “Relax baby, it will be over soon and you will be free” he said so sweetly. “Oh fuck I ain’t going to last long” the thin man said. “See baby it’s almost over” Peter said. “Oh fuck, it’s too late now, I am shooting my AIDS load into your hole” the thin man said grunting with each pulse of his cock as he shot. Peter stood up and was stroking faster and faster. His cock was aimed at my face. I could tell he was getting close to shooting. Within seconds his head went back and his piss slit opened. HIs cum shot out, the first shot hitting me in my eye, which burned instantly. The rest hit all over my face. I pulled on the ropes to try and get my fingers up to my eye, to get the cum off it, but I couldn’t move. “Nice shot” the thin man said as he pulled his softening cock out of my hole. “Going to leave it there, just so he knows who’s in charge here” Peter said, wiping his cock in my hair. “That should take” the thin man said as he was dressing. “oh there are more to come, so we will have a conversion, no doubt about it” I was confused by Peter, he was playing this Dr. Jekyll / Mr Hyde game, which I had never seen before. Angrily mean one minute and sweet the next. What the fuck was going on with him. He knelt down next to the bed, again stroking my hair. “Oh baby you are doing so good,” he said as he phone went off. He quickly stood and went to it. Smirking and laughing as he read it. “Bitch your next fuck is almost here,” he said, “don’t be a fucking cry baby and embarrass me again”

Park cruising, rest stops and public toilet cruising is not something I normally do very often. But, I stumbled onto this situation a few weeks ago and just couldn't resist. I was driving up the interstate freeway north to Salt Lake City. I'd been on the road for several hours and all the coffee I had been drinking was ready to come out. I found a rest area to pull off the highway. It was late at night/early morning, actually. And there were only a couple of cars in the parking lot. As well as a couple of semi trucks parked in the truck parking area. I got out and walked to the restroom. It had a heavy metal door that scraped against the concrete floor as I opened it and walked into the men's room. The bathroom was deserted. I walked to the urinal, unzipped and pulled out my cock. It was a relief to expel all that piss. As I stood at the urinal, I heard the metal door scraping the floor as someone entered the restroom. A tall, heavyset guy in his late 40's came up to the urinal next to me, unzipped and pulled out a hefty, thick slab of meat. He rubbed his finger on the underside of it to coax out some piss. Soon a thick stream of piss was coming from his cock. I was glancing sideways out of my eyes to capture the view. But, trying to not be noticed for being a voyeur. But, as I glanced up to his face, he had obviously noticed me checking out his cock. He smiled at me and then looked down at my cock. I stroked my cock a bit. He did the same. Soon both of us had full hardon's and were standing there stroking our cocks. I finally reached over and took hold of his cock that had now grown to about 7"s of thick, rock hard cock. He motioned with his head to head to one of the stalls. He walked to the large handicapped booth at the back of the bathroom. We both went in and he locked the door to the booth. I dropped to my knees and began to suck on his big cock. The guy looked like he might be one of the truckers. He was dressed in a denim shirt and jeans, with heavy work boots. Wearing a baseball cap. As I was sucking I heard the door scraping open again and footsteps towards one of the urinals. I stopped sucking and looked up at the guy I was sucking. I'm sure I had fear on my face. I mouthed "It's OK", and pushed my head back onto his cock. I went back to sucking him. I heard the toilet flush and the water in the sink turn on. Then I could hear the metal door of the toilet cubicle next to us open and slam against the metal wall between my cubicle and the next one. The guy was pulling some toilet paper off the roll to dry his hands. He must have seen the truckers feet and my knees from under the partition, because he quickly stepped up onto the toilet and looked over the partition, gazing down on us. I looked up, the trucker's cock still in my mouth, as I looked eye to eye with the guy in the next booth. He stood there for several moments watching me suck off this guys cock, then he hopped off the toilet and knocked on our booth door. The trucker leaned forward and unlocked the cubicle door. The other guy came inside the handicapped booth and locked the door behind him. He was soon pulling his pants down. This guy seemed to be in his mid 30's. A rather average, guy next door look to him. I moved to his cock and began to suck him. He was already rock hard. The trucker now tried to get me to scoot over, so he could stand behind me. He whispered for me to pull my pants down. I undid my pants and pulled them to my knees. He knelt behind me. He spit on his fingers a few times and lubed up my ass. I was sucking like crazy on this new guys cock. He continued to swell. He was now a nice 6"s and hard as a rock. The trucker soon was pressing into me. He plopped up inside my sphincter and began to pump. He had only fucked me for a minute or two before the guy I was sucking let out of soft groan and filled my mouth with his hot load of cum. He came and pulled from me very quickly. He zipped up and was out of the booth and out the restroom door in a second. The trucker fucking me reached forward and locked the door again and continued to fuck me. He took about 4 or 5 minutes of deep, hard pounding before he silently emptied his balls into my hole. He then pulled from me. Stood, pulled up and zipped his pants and left the booth and bathroom. I climbed up and did the same. When I left the restroom I could see the trucker climbing back up into the cab of his semi truck. And a sedan car was pulling out of the parking lot, heading back to the freeway. Those were my two fuck buddies. I likewise, climbed into my car and headed back to the freeway for the rest of my journey up north. Something to be said about late night driving on a rural freeway in the middle of nowhere. Thanks for the quick diversion, guys.

Dad’s Basement Part Twenty-Nine I continued to suck the cock in my mouth, as my hole was fucked hard and deep. My own cock was hard, but I wasn’t sure if I was leaking or if it was more cum running from my hole. I could hear chatter behind me, but was not sure what was being said. The cock in my hole slammed in deep, pulsing as it pumped it’s second poz load deep in my hole. The cock in my mouth pulled out, taking the mouthful of spit with it, I could feel the spit running down my chin. “Front hole is open” someone said. The cock in my hole pulled out and another cock slid in. Someone put the bottle of poppers back under my nostril. I inhaled deep again and held it. The bottle was moved to my other nostril, I inhaled deeply and held it. I could feel the rush intensifying. “My mouth is open for cock” I said. Almost instantly a cock presented it’s self to me and I took it in deep. I formed a ring around the shaft as my tongue was running up and down it. The cock slid into the back of my mouth and down in my throat. Hands gripped my hair, holding on tight, as the cock began to thrust in and out of my mouth and throat. The man fucking me was slapping my ass checks as he drove his cock deep into my fuck hole. Each cheek was getting a bit warm as he continued the slapping. “Fuck him good” someone yelled “Damn Drew, your boy is almost as good as you” “Like father like son” another voice called out. “Yeah, they both are cum whores” The man fucking me slammed his cock deep into my hole, shooting his load. “Move your ass, it’s my turn in that boy pussy” someone yelled. I could feel the man in my hole being pushed out of the way. As soon as he was gone someone pushed in. My hole was getting sore, very sore, but I was determined to get through the second round. “Fuck his hole is puffy and sloppy” “Just like a good whore should be” someone said, “Isn’t that right Daddy Drew” “Fuck yeah it is, especially boy pussy” my Dad answered. It didn’t take long for the cock inside my hole to shoot it’s load. The cock fucking my mouth just continued, but he had slowed down. Each time his crotch and balls met my face he would press into me hard. The spent cock in my hole pulled out and was replaced by another. This one didn’t waste time, he quickly started to roughly fuck my hole. His cock stabbed at the back of the inside. Each stab hurt just a little, which caused me to grunt when the cock was not in my throat. The cock in my mouth pulled out some, which allowed the little brown bottle to be shoved under my nose again. Inhaling deeply, I felt the rush run through me. Once the bottle was pulled away, the cock started to fuck my mouth again. “I’m gonna cum, give me that hole” someone said. The cock in my ass pulled out and a new one moved in. I felt a shot of cum hit my puffy hole and then the cock was pushed into me deep. “Dumping my AIDS” the man said. There was cheers from the rest. As soon as he was done, he pulled out and so did the cock in my mouth. The cock that was fucking me before slid back in and started to pound me. “Mixing those strains” he said. A cock was presented at my mouth, a new one. “Taste that AIDS cum, pussy boy” the man said, “this cock just pulled out of your hole, NOW CLEAN IT.” I didn’t hesitate. I took it into my mouth deep. The taste of the mixture of ass juice and toxic loads filled my mouth and I eagerly sucked it down. “Clean that cock son” my Dad said in my ear, “Get that load out of that cock in your ass and we will move you to the sling” “Yeah fucker, but the blindfold stays on” I tried to push back on the cock in my hole, but being tied down to the fuck bench I didn’t move much. I tried to squeeze my hole more around the cock, but it didn’t move much, only added to the soreness. The cock in my mouth pulled out. I felt a hot breath on my face. I assumed the owner of the cock I was cleaning knelt down. “Good job boy” he said, “always knew you would grow up and be like your Dad. Coach Paul and I had a bet on who would get you first. Bastard won” I just grunted from the fucking of my hole. The cock had picked up speed and was getting rougher. “Every time I saw that ass walking the halls, my cock got hard boy.” he said. Suddenly his lips touched mine, locking me in a hot kiss. He pushed his tongue into my mouth. His hands were holding my face as he kissed me passionately. I felt his goatee against my face, which caused so tickling and some prickling of my skin. We head that kiss as I was getting pounded. The cock inside me pushed in hard and deep and stayed there. I knew he was unloading one more toxic load into my hole. The man kissing me broke our lip lock, rubbed his hand in my wet hair and said: “Good boy” Leaving me wondering who it was. I knew it was someone that knew Coach Paul, but who. I also knew he was at my school. So many possibilities. As the man pulled his spent cock out of my hole, I was being untied by other men. Before I could move, I was lifted up and flipped. “Off to the sling”

Bottomed for Mason Wyler twice.

Travis, the second ex came over at 1:30. Ex soccer player, so he has a nice body and is a good looking young man. Travis is 5'10" 150 pounds with a 6.5 cock that is avg thick but has a big curve in it. He has only topped me a few times in the 2 years that we dated. The curve is hard to take, so I'm usually drunk when he topped. Offing the ass up today was a big thing to him, so when I told him I was going to bottom, he was all for it. I was on the bed upstairs in a jock when Travis came threw the door of the house. I told him, I was up stairs and come up. I had a dildo and lube laying on the bed. I don't want him to know that I had been fucked twice already. So, I acted like I had been play with myself. I was ass up and waiting I told him. He hit the bedroom in just his briefs, pulling on his cock. He just stood in the door way, saying that I looked hot in the jock, ass up and waiting. He walked over and rubbed my ass and informed me that he has a 4 day load that he wanted to unload and that it may be a quick fuck. I said I wanted it and a quick fuck was ok. I had three more cocks to take and a quick fuck was ok by me. Travis pulled his briefs down, just under his balls and asked if I needed more lube. I told him that I had been play with the toy and was lubed up. He started to slid in and I feel that curve go in, that just totally chances the fuck right there. It's that different angle that gets me every time. I was glad he said it was going to be a quick fuck, he was a good fuck and has tornen my ass up before, but I was not in the mood to get torn up today by him. He bottomed out quick and started to fuck me, this was a fuck and unload. He nor I was looking at a long fuck and he just wanted to unload a 4day load. He was jack rabbiting my ass and told me I was a little loose and should lay off the toy. I just had to laugh to myself and didn't say anything. He was hammering my hole and said that he was getting close to blowing his load. I told him to blow when he was ready, he asked me if I was going to get off and I said I would later. I had blown one load today and had three more fucks coming, I wanted to save it. He grabbed the hips and said take it, I could feel him unloading in me. It must have been a big one to feel it like that. He pulled out with a pop and pulled up his briefs, slapped my ass and thanked me for the hole. I told him, thanks for the load. He dressed and was out the door.

I had an excellent time at the last Cumunion on Saturday in San Francisco. Got fucked by about 13 guys. Interesting how certain nights have a pattern to them. That Saturday I was the bottom that was going to get pounded. Majority of tops that were in my hole pounded me like this was the last fuck they were ever going to get. Not that I minded; I can take a good pounding especially when I've been lubed with cum. Several of the black guys used me like a whore in a porn movie, grabbing onto my shoulders and just slamming into me as I was bent over. By the time I left Cumunion, my hole was stretched and well used. The next morning my hole was sore. As I was expelling all of the cum dumped in me, I noticed that the bath room tissue was tinged with pink. I haven't been that bloody and sore in a while. After leaving Comunion, I trolled a park in Oakland looking to score some after hours drunk black dick. Sometimes the park can be hit or mess but that night I was quickly successful. I checked out a black guy wearing a hoodie and who proceeded to walk over to the side of the building near the Redwood freeway where I know the action happens. I followed him, and sure enough he pulled out his nice eight inch dick and, without missing a beat, I sucked him, getting his cock hard. As I was doing so, I pulled-down my sweats to make my ass available so he would know I wanted to get fucked. Right on cue, as he got hard, he reached down and fondled my ass and hole. I could see the surprise and excitement on his face when he discovered that my hole was dripping wet and pre-lubed with all the cum from Cumunion. Without a word he withdrew from my mouth, stepped behind me and shoved his black eight inches into my juicy hoke, shoving me against the wall and repeatedly slamming into my ass. He rough-fucked me for about ten minutes until he came. As he pulled out his cum started running down my leg. Still wanting more, I cruised the park for a bit more. I watched this short heavyset black guy with glasses fuck a Latino bottom. I pulled down my sweatpants showing my ass while stroking my dick and edged closer to the action. The heavyset black guy kept on looking at me while fucking and then started feeling my ass up. The Latino Guy looked like he couldn't handle dick, so I wasn't surprised when he ended up stopping the fucking, pulled-up his pants and left. I moved right into his place and assumed the position. The black guy wasted no time entering my hole. Although I never actually saw his cock, I could feel it was of an average size, but man, he was into pounding! He slammed my hole repeatedly, occasionally asking "Does your white hole want my black dick?" Of course I said yes and he continued talking about white ass and black dick till he came. Unfortunately he was using a condom so I didn't get the load in me. After that I took my sore ass home.

FS PART 10 The sight of that massive purple blood engorged cock pointing straight at my face worried the fuck out of me. It was much bigger this close up. I didn't see how big it was as it fucked my hole, although the pain was an indication of it. The doctor slowly stepped forward, inching his cock closer and closer to my face. With each small step he took, his cock twitched and jumped, teasing me. A mixture of new pre-cum and left over cum from his first load oozed out of the opened piss slit, drooling towards his feet. There was still a pink coating of cum and blood mixture coating the shaft, with large globs behind the ridge of his head. I could feel the tears flowing as well as sweat as the tip of his cock head met my lips. Stringer’s hand was pressing my head in place on the table. His hand was pressed against my ear so hard that I could hear my heart beat rapidly beating in my ear. Gripping the thick base of his cock, the doctor started to move the tip around my lips, smearing cum all over them. I fought back the urge to lick my lips, fearing that once my lips parted, even a slight part her would forced his cock into my mouth and beyond. I lost the battle and stuck my tongue out and tasted his salty load. I was right, as soon as my lips opened, he thruster his cock deep into my mouth. I barely had time to breathe. He pushed his cock way back, I gagged and choked bringing up a little bit of thick slime from my throat. He pulled back, giving me a chance to get a breath and then slide back in, pushing hard and moving past my gag reflex. I felt my throat open and his massive cock head stretch it wide. My lips were stretched past the widest they have even been open. The corners slip a little and hurt like I had a paper cut there. He gripped his cock where it met my lips and pulled out all the way. He showed me how much I had had in my throat. “Not even half way, you will have to do better than that” he said He aimed his cock head at my mouth, the slowly pushed the head inside. I began to sweat more again. I took a deep breathe twice and readied myself for the choking. The thick hard cock slowly started to push in, I could see his hand marking where I stop last time slowly coming towards my lips. I felt the cock head pass my gag reflex and expand my throat as it pushed past it. His fingers hit my lips and let go. He pushed his cock in further and further. My eyes widened and watered, I started to panic since I couldn't breathe. He wrapped his fingers again around his cock to show the depth his cock had plunged down my throat. “Barely over half” he said, shaking his head. He stepped closer and Stringer removed his hand as the doctor's massive cock slammed down on my cheek. He picked it up and slammed it down again and again. “Let's try this a different way” he said, “hold on tight” I wasn't sure if he was telling that to Stinger or to me, but I soon found out it was to both of us. He positioned his cock head at my lips and proceeded to push this massive cock in until resistance stopped him, the. He pulled out, just leaving the head in my mouth, the foxes his cock back down my throat. His face fucking was at a steady pace, only giving me seconds to breathe and prepare myself for the next choking. I gripped the edges of the table to brace myself, while Stinger added his other hand to my head and was holding it tight, keeping it in place. Tears were running down my face, snot was running out of my nose, and sweat was soaking me and the table. Dr. Clown drove his cock deeper into my throats each time he thrust it inside. I could not tell how much I was actually taking since the tears was blurring my vision. I could feel my throat opening, deeper and deeper in my chest. Over and over his thick massive cock rammed itself in my throat. Soon I was feeling the heat of his body against my face, he was now getting so deep that he was only about an inch or so away from his crotch touching my face. Then after about three more thrusts of his hips, he rammed the last inch or so of his cock down my throat. His shaved crotch met my face. He held it there for just a few seconds, but it felt like a lifetime, then he pulled completely out. His cock was shiny with a thick spit from deep in my throat. I coughed and gasped for breathe, as I tried to recover from his throat rape. “See I knew you could do it,” he said. I could hear Stinger laughing as he released my head. I wanted to spit in both of their faces, but really didn't know what that would accomplish. “Are we done? Can I go home” I said with a soft harsh voice. My vocal cords had just gotten their first pounding by a hard cock. “We are just beginning,” the doctor said, “clean our guest up and give him a drink” The doctor left the exam room, as Stinger untied my hands and legs. I stretched some as I moved to get off the exam table. I barely had my feet on the floor, when Stinger moved me to the center of the room and pushed my down on my knees. My leg muscles ached more from being unable to move then the flick flu that my body was fighting. Stinger stood in front of me, holding his soft cock in his hand. I looked up at his face to find his evil grin was again on his face. “Open” I was so tired that I didn't even fight. I opened and he put his cock head in my mouth, slowly starting to piss. “Swallow” I swallowed the mouthful of piss in my mouth, it burned going done my throat. He filled my mouth with more piss, and I blindly obeyed and swallowed, repeating this until he he had finished. “Follow me, you need a shower” I weakly got up and followed him. We passed a few doors and entered one near the end of the hall. It turned out to be a makeshift locker room with a shower area. “Strip and clean up” I stripped, my wet body shivered from the cold. I turned on the hot shower and stepped in. I reached back and rubbed my ass, then found my hole. It was sore, puffy and still gapping. I ran my finger around it, feeling my ring. I slipped two fingers in and still had room for one more. I pulled them out, looked at them. There was some pink slime on them. I closed my eyes and then sucked them clean as guilt and shame came over me. I grabbed the soap and decided then and there, I was not going to beat myself up, I did this willingly. After cleaning up and relaxing under the hot water, I turned off the shower. I discovered a towel hanging next to the shower entrance, grabbed it and dried off. Being out of the hot water I was now cold and only wanted to get dressed, only to discover my clothes were gone. Left on the bench in front of the lockers was a hospital gown with a note on top that said: “WEAR ME”

FS PART 9 Stinger pulled his shirt over his head, revealing his muscular back. I watched as he kicked off his shoes and unbuttoned his jeans. He turned his head giving me an evil grin as he did. I could hear the buttons pop as he pulled the jeans apart. His hands gripped the sides of the jeans waist band and pushed them down. As he bent down to push his jeans further down his legs and exposing his firm ass to me, Dr Clown’s chest was exposed to me. It looked even more massive than it did inside his lab coat. The doctor had his hands on his hips. His belly was pushed out, looking more like a roid gut than a six pack. His biceps flexed as he watched me. He was giving me a little show. I wanted to see what was below his waist, but Stinger was still blocking my view. I was enjoying looking at his ass, was so inviting. “You looking at my ass, faggot?” He asked I was a little afraid to ask. I just watched as he stepped out of his jeans. He tossed them aside and reached back, gripping his ass check spreading them open. “It's a lickable pucker, huh cum dump,” Stinger said. I never answered, just continued my staring. “Cock got your tongue” he teased. He twisted around, still blocking my view of the naked doctor. I could see that damn scorpion tattoo that was burned into my memory. He slapped his hard cock bringing my attention to his crotch. It was really the first time I got a good look at his cock and balls. He was hairless. I couldn't remember if it was like that when he fucked me or was it new. “You remember this cock, don't you” he said, “it gave you your hole the first taste of venomous seed.” I did remember it, but I was focused on the doctor. “Move, you twisted fucking asshole” I screamed at him “Touchy touchy. Can we give him something Doc?” Then it happened. He moved. My mouth dropped open and my eyes widened. Between the doctors massive thighs was his huge fucking cock. It was so massive and adding to that mass was a metal cock ring. His cock was over a foot long and as thick as my forearm. His cock head was bigger than an apple, and was so engorged that it was almost purple. Hell, the whole massive cock was purple. The cock ring must have been causing him pain from being so tight, but his face was not showing it. “Gonna create a new freak!” Stinger said. The doctor walked forward, his cock bouncing as it pointed the way. He picked his enormous cock up as he got closer to my ass, allowing him to move all the way up to me, pressing his body against me. He let go and his cock dropped hard and fast down onto my balls. The pain was intense. I tightly closed my eyes and bit my lip to keep from crying out from the pain. “Brave fucker!” Stinger said The doctor moved back, dragging his cock down my stomach and across my cocks and balls, leaving a trail of dick snot. “Spit on that hole” The doctor said to Stinger. “More fun dry,” Stinger said, “more pain” “Spit” Stinger moved to my ass and dropped to his knees. He slapped my ass twice and laughed. “Wanted it warm for you, doc” He started to loudly clear his throat, bringing up some deep spit. My hole puckered as it felt the warm spit hit it. Stinger looked up over my balls and smiled. He stood and moved away. “Remind me Stinger, I need to give you something to turn that green spit back to clear,” the doctor said. Stinger broke out in a loud laugh. I felt the doctor’s cock head rub against my hole. He had grabbed his cock around the base and began to move his cock head around my hole, spreading out Stinger’s green spit. I began to sweat more, was it from the fever or the fact that I was scared of the pain that his cock was going to bring. “Scream as loud as you want. No one will hear you” Stinger said as the doctor nodded in agreement. “Well, no one outside this office suite” the doctor added. Fuck, they just hinted there were more people here. My mind wondered if they would come help me. I was about to find out. The doctor suddenly pushed against my hole, but it resisted. Stinger grabbed my nut sac and squeezed hard. Pain shot through my body. His grip tightened. The doctor pushed harder this time, my hole opened and he forced his whole cock deep into my ass. The pain was the worse I had ever experienced, it took my mind off my balls. “Works every time Doc” Stinger said proudly. I felt the tears well up in my eyes and roll down my face as I let out the loudest blood curdling scream. My breathing was erratic, very shallow, but there was still enough for a second scream. “He's gonna pass out,” Doc said, “get the salts” I don't remember anything after that, everything went black. Then I was awake again. Pain was still shooting through my body as the doctor pulled his massive cock completely out only to slam it back in balls deep. Each time my pain reacted violently by trying to escape the restraints, screaming. The fuck flu aches were over powered by the pain coming from my hole as it was forcibly fucked. Sweat poured off my body, soaking my hair and dropping from me onto the exam table. If anyone was in the office suite with us, no one came running to my rescue, as the doctor slam fucked me over and over. Stinger was standing next to my hips, his eyes locked on my hole and the doctor’s massive weapon as he slowly stroke his cock. Somewhere in the office music started to get louder, my guess it was to drown out my screams of pain. The doctor’s hands grabbed my hips as he slammed harder and harder. The metal Cock ring pressed against my lower back, sending more pain through my body. Each time he slammed in the pain became less and less intense, but never went away. “Going to get patient zeros strain here and now,” Stinger said, “he's the one who pozzes all of us carnies” “Fucking right,” the doctor said. His nut sac swung back and forth as he fucked me, it banged against the metal table as he drove his cock into my hole. His cock seemed to thicken and harden each time he plunged deep into my hole. “Let me coat your fuck stick Doc” Stinger said, moving back towards the doctor. The doctor pulled completely out of my hole, leaving me empty and gaping. I lifted my head off the exam table to watch Stinger jacking his cock, now faster and aiming his head towards the shaft of the doctor's purple monster. It was so hard it pointed straight out with out any hands to keep it there. “Here is comes” Stringer’s cock erupted, cum shot all over the engorged cock. His load was thick. It was the first time I saw the seed that was the first to infect my negative hole. It was the load the changed my DNA and my mind. As fast as Stinger’s cum stopped pumping out of his piss slit, the doctor slammed his cock back into my hole and started to fuck me again, same as before. Stinger was squeezing his cock as he slowly moved his fingers from the base to the head, milking out what ever cum was still in his pisser. He wiped the cum oozing out of his head on the fingers of his free hand. He put those fingers into his mouth and sucked them with an evil grin on his face. “Mmmm tasty” he said laughing. I watched his cock slowly go soft and go from sticking straight out to hanging over his balls. There was a drop of cum hanging from his head and slowly moving down towards the floor. The doctor was still raping my hole. He had stopped taking his cock completely out of my hole and was teasing the head on my stretched out hole, then driving in. “Working up a huge toxic load of venom for you” Stinger moved behind him and reached around his massive chest, grabbing his nipples. I watched his fingers work them, pinching them, pulling them, and then twisting them roughly. The doctor's breathing became quicker. “Good Stinger, always knows how to get me to shoot” He pumped for a few more seconds and then slammed into me balls deep. His cock pulsed and twitched allowing me to feel the load of cum that was being shot into me. He pushed in harder with each shot, even though there was no way he could get in any more. His cock slowly stopped shooting, but he just stood there, still deep inside my hole. “That will help with your conversion” he said. “What about the flu, will you help me with that.” I asked. “Nothing will help that, got to let it run its course or every load you had shot in you will have been a waste.” He replied. “Stupid fucker, we don't want anything to stop your conversion, you gonna be the next freak and our star attraction” Stinger said laughing. The doctor then pulled out. I could feel my hole remain open as his cock fell from my ass. He moved towards my head. When he was standing next to me, I turned to see the ugly monster hanging from his body, it was covered with a pink slime. I put his hand behind my head and pulled my head closer to the edge of the table. “Open wide, mother fucker, time for that hole to be stretched wide open like your other one” Stinger said laughing. It was then I realized tears were running down my face not sweat.

Until death do us part (story a cheating boyfriend) – Part 04 We exchanged our cell-phone numbers and he saved my number under the name of his best female friend. He was so scared, that his boyfriend would find out about the things he had done, but he couldn’t stop either. He got addicted to the size of my cock. So the next day, I got a call from Dante, but I told him I was busy being at work. He was sad but understood. Then he called me the following day and begged me to see me, but my jealous boyfriend (which I didn’t have) was the reason I couldn’t make a date. On the third day he whispered to me over the phone, he missed me so much that he couldn’t eat or drink. He needed to see me urgently. I asked him, why he was whispering and he told me his boyfriend was just in the next room cooking the dinner and he needed to be discreet. I found a reason, why I couldn’t see him and I could almost feel him cracking down on the other side of the line. On the fourth day I asked Dante if he would like to meet me in a friend’s flat. We were a small group of guys who wanted to relax a bit and have a good time. He asked me if I knew the guys. I told him, they were more or less pals I go out to a club or a bar. So the next date appeared and I could see Dante was excited to see me again. He was shivering, when he entered my car. I looked deeply into his eyes and it looked like he almost shed a tear. “What happened…?” I asked him. “Nothing…. I am just so happy, that we are finally meeting again.” Dante whispered softly. “I thought you wouldn’t want to meet me again after the last date.” “Why?” I wanted to know. “I was so stupid, telling you about feeling like a whore….” he muttered. “When I came home I thought about what happened and I remembered when you shoved me in the cinema and told me you would go…. and this frightened me beyond measure.” he answered me. “I want to be close to you, no matter what….” he smiles a boyish smile at me. “Believe me - I will never let you go. I feel like you and I will be bonded for a lifetime.” I smiled back at Dante. So we drove to my friends flat, but Dante didn’t know, that the next step was staged up for him. We arrived at the apartment complex and my ‘friend’ Marcus welcomed me with the words ‘What are you guys doing here?’ I played the surprised and asked him, what he meant with that. We were invited guests for a nice get together. By that, the host eventually told me, that he mixed the dates up and that they had a gangbang party going on right now with one slut and ten tops fucking the bitch. Dante seemed to feel uneasy, but Marcus came straight to the point. “Are you a bottom?” he asked Dante. Dante didn’t reply but I nodded for him and said ‘Yes, he is.’ Marcus asked Dante if he would like to spread his legs next to the slut number one. Dante lost all his color, but didn’t reply again. “No way Jose…. he is not a whore to slut around on a gangbang party” I stated and Dante sighed relieved. “But you could fluffer… are you a good fluffer?” Marcus impored. “He is great in sucking, but why should he do that? What’s the treat?” I wanted to know. “Please… we are desperate. Charlie plays the fluffer right now, and you know Charlie. It looks like Rosie O’Donnell is on her knees sucking you hard” Marcus exclaimed. “I heard that you stupid bitch” a male voice from the other room could be heard. “What do you say?” I asked Dante. “You want to help those fellows out as the fluff-boy?” “I don’t know. Wouldn’t you be mad at me? I mean I will suck so many guys here” he mumbled. “Baby – I told you before. If you are just letting them use your mouth, to make them hard… that is no sex at all. As long as you don’t suck to swallow, everything is fine for me. You need to relax and to be sure about what’s right and what is wrong in life.” I explained to Dante. I could see the boys brain working already. “We could ask them for a favour… oh yes…. yes…. you remember your reddish eyes, when I shot my cum right into your eyes? You liked that very much, didn’t you?” I asked him open heartedly. He nodded slowly. “See – we could tell them, that instead of shooting into a rubber (it was a bareback party all the time – but the fluffer wouldn’t see it, from his point of view) they ought to shoot right into your eyes again. What do you say?” I waited for his answer. “That sounds extremely hot.” he whispered to me. I told Marcus our demand and he just smiled at Dante and led him into another room, where a guy was in a sling and got fucked already and another guy was on his knees in quite a distance and sucked one cock after another hard. “Listen guys, this is our new Fluffer. Rosie get up. Fluffer on your knees. Only requirement now, every shot has to be directed right into our fluffer’s open eyes. The slut in the sling moaned ‘What…. what is this shit….’ But since Dante set the rules, his rules had to be obeyed. Dante undressed his t-shirt only and threw it onto a chair nearby. He gave me also his wallet to hold it. There were so many alpha males in the room and most of them had the certain ‘biohazard’ symbol tattooed. But Dante had no clue what it meant and he was so busy sucking anyway. Every time the sluts hole in the sling was empty, Dante’s guy walked up to fuck the whore raw. Dante was not able to see that. He really thought this was a safe only party. He also didn’t know, that the virus could be easily transmitted through his eyes and he just had a herd of very toxic dicks in front of him. He was so naïve and in a way still innocent, and this made him so attractive to all the guys in the room. They knew, the only neg boy in this room… was Dante. He got so excited, when the first poz dick announced he was about to shoot. Everyone gave way to him and he positioned himself in front of Dante and jerking his cock right in front of his eyes. “Look at my dick… keep your eyes open, whore….. take it *grunt* Hold your fucking eyes open you bitch. The explosion was so hard, that Dante accidently closed his eyes too early and so just a very small portion of the nasty cum reached it destination. “Stop rubbing your eyes whore and sit there on your knees, so a next stud can share his cum with you….” the fucker hissed. It didn’t take long and two guys were actually expressed, they would simultaneously shoot their cum. This time Dante was prepared. He held with both hands each upper eye lid, to make sure the eyes wouldn’t close and just saw the huge cock heads in front of him. He tried to focus on both cock clits but it was impossible, so he stared to one and then the other. He heard the guys moan before they actually ejaculated, but when they did it was a huge mess. The cum splashed at least five times from every cock against Dante’s eyes and although it was stinging like hell, he was rock hard in his jeans. He was told not to touch his face. The guys liked the messy face and called Dante several inappropriate names. One guy after another was unloading his venomous semen onto Dante’s eyes. They didn’t care about his health. They didn’t care about his life. They just cared about pozzing a twink without mercy and without him knowing the immense danger of his action. In the meantime he was totally blinded by the cum in his eyes. It was running down his cheeks and down his chin and was pooling between his bend knees. While another jock was jerking in front of little Dante, I took out his ID card and asked a guy close to Dante’s head, to hold the ID next to the side of his face. I snapped some pictures with my mobile. They were showing beautifully the messed up face of this abused cunt face. I made a thumb up to the guy helping me and he grinned, when he handed me the ID back. Before we left this party and my boy was in the restroom cleaning his face, Marcus asked me, if I would really like the video of the whole session being uploaded on ‘YouPorn’, I told him it would be okay for me, if only our faces were disguised and the title had to be:’ The conversion party through Dante’s eyes’ Marcus said all the necessities would be done, before the video would get an upload. This night might have been the night, when Dante’s fate was sealed. But then again - miracles can happen… right?

Until death do us part (story a cheating boyfriend) – Part 03 I drove Dante back to the church yard - to this sacred place, where we first met. He was still rubbing his reddish eyes and mumbled nonstop how much he would love to meet me again and that he truly believed in that we had something special going on. I smiled at him. Dante had changed from the ‘loyal boyfriend’ to a ‘safe-only slut’ within two dates. It wouldn’t take long and I would seed his bleeding cunt with my toxic load. “Your eyes are still totally reddish” I told him. “What are you going to tell your boyfriend?” I asked with a concerned tone. “Oh…. I don’t know… I might tell him, it is probably an allergy” he replied grinning. “I loved looking at your dick while you were shooting your cum right into my eyes” Dante stated. “You will get lots of cum into your eyes in the future” I told him and added in my thoughts ‘from me and my buddies and probably strangers too!’ We agreed to meet the following day. Same time – same spot. So Friday came and I picked Dante up for our secret rendez-vous. He wore a tight blue jeans again and a nice pair of sneakers, his boyfriend had probably paid for. His well shaped ass was tempting me to rip his pants from his body and rape him right then and there. His tight white t-shirt showed his small nipples sticking out. He was obviously excited to see me. “Hey there” I said, while Dante opened the passengers car door and got into the car. “Good to see you, I couldn’t stop thinking of you” I told him and led his hand to my crotch, so he could feel my hardened dick already. We had no destination this time and while I drove around, we talked about the day before and his feelings about it. The little sissy was feeling horny, but also felt bad that he had to lie to his loved one. Dante did not realize, that we entered the red light district of our town. When I parked the car nearby a porn cinema, we were deeply engaged in our conversation. “Look, we both don’t know where this leads us to, but we like each other and I feel like, we should know each other better. As long as nothing bad happens, I see no need for us to tell our boyfriends. We should simply enjoy our company. What do you think?” I asked him. The boy was about to answer me, when he saw the adult theatre a couple of feet away. He looked at me and asked me what we were doing here. “Look, I really need you to suck my dick today and I got an appointment later on. This is totally important for my job. So I thought, since we don’t have much time and the church toilets are closed for cleaning, we need another spot to empty my balls.” I explained that to him. “But we can’t go inside. I have never been to such a place. What if someone knows me….” he sounded scared. “No one knows you here. This is a run-down porn cinema. As far as I know, it is not highly frequented and we would be in the cinema hall immediately. Please…. I need to get off and you promised you would think about gulping my semen down. It was all that I could think of tonight.” I sighed desperately. I suggested to him, I would go and buy the tickets in advance and would check out, if there were people inside. After some convincing words he agreed and so I got out of the car and vanished into the cinema, after getting two tickets. A couple of minutes later I came back to the car and told the twink, that maybe two or three old guys were sitting inside, watching a porn movie. And again, after soothing the anxious little pet, he agreed to follow me into the building. We went through the entrance I adjusted my cock within my pants and took a good grip of Dante’s ass. Then we entered the cinema hall and it was obvious, that there were at least 20 horny guys watching a porn flic on a wide screen. You could hear soft moans and some slurping sounds into the flickering light of the movie. Dante moved closer to me and looked at me with frightened eyes. “Don’t worry” I said. We will perfectly fit into the picture, if you do, what you promised me to” I added. I grabbed him by the hand and pulled him into a row, where quite a few guys sat and who enjoyed their evening. The carpet was covered with wet stains and some dried cum. As we passed a guy in a seat, who was simply jacking off, I chose the seat right next to this fellow. Sadly enough, the seat after mine was taken again. As I sat down and spread my legs, Dante had nowhere else to sit down and so he stood in front of me and looked scared as hell. Someone shouted he should fuck off and another guy suggested he could sit on his dick and so I pulled him down to his knees and grinned wickedly. “You know how to work on it, do you?” I whispered to him. “But the guys next to us will watch us” he whispered back. “Let them – I am not afraid showing off my dick” I told him proudly and with that Dante opened my jeans slowly. He looked up at me and I was concentrating on the movie, although I was totally aroused, feeling Dante’s fingers touching my covered dick already. As soon as my cock was free Dante started licking around my cockhead. I let him get used to it for a while, but I knew this time I wanted some good sucking action and I wanted to cum into his mouth. “Remember your promise” I hissed, without looking down at him. Dante then started sucking my cock. He bobbed his head up and down my cock and covered his teeth with his tongue and his lips. It was like fucking into a cunt – so soft like velvet. My little beauty was peering to our neighbors and realized, how they lured at him, while he sucked my dick. “Would your boy mind giving me a hand?” the pal on my left side asked me all of a sudden. “I wouldn’t turn him down either” said the other guy. Dante had stopped his sucking immediately and looked shocked after hearing those remarks. “I don’t know…..” I answered, while I kept on looking to the cheap porn movie on the screen. “Of course I won’t” Dante shouted out. “Sht….” I warned him. “Don’t make a fuss, do you want us kicked out of here… with the lights on?” I asked him. “You promised me, I would shoot down your throat today- are you making this on purpose…. to avoid swallowing my cum?” I accused him. “No… No… but…” he tried to explain himself. “But - what? Jerking off a guy is no sex at all. It is more like scratching someone on his back. Did you ever react this way, when a friend asked you to scratch his back?” I wanted to know. “But it is okay… if you see things between us this way, then we should probably end all this and go our separate ways.” I added and started to push Dante away from me. “Wait… please, wait….!” Dante behaved like a trapped animal. Slowly his hands reached out to both sides and he touched both dicks at the same time. His fingers wrapped around the hot pieces of flesh and he began jerking the two strangers off. “See…. just like scratching someone else’s back” he repeated implausible. I laid my hands on the back of his head and pulled him back to my cock. “Thanks…. Baby….” I moaned and grinned satisfied. We were all three sitting in a row and grunting, while Dante jerked off the two strangers and sucked my cock as deep as he could. He looked like a cock hungry slut by onlookers, while satisfying the jocks needs. Sooner or later on of the guys being jerked off shot his load. Shortly after that, the second one did cum. Both left the hall quite fast after they were done. I thought for a moment, to signal for other guys to take the seats next to us, but I didn’t want to overdo it. So I enjoyed the slurping and sucking sounds Dante made and when I was about to ejaculate into his mouth I reminded him to collect my seed into his mouth and to show me the stuff. It took me more than eight shots into Dante’s mouth and I believe he already had to swallow at least one time. When I leaned forward I used the flashlight of my cell-phone to check Dante’s mouth. He got ordered to open it and so he did. I could see a pool of sperm in his mouth. Then I told him to close his mouth again and to swallow it as promised. He hesitated for a second and then he closed his mouth and he gulped it all down and proved it, by opening his mouth again. I flashed a smile across my face and told him how happy and proud I was. Then I convinced him, that some of my sperm actually spilled out of his sweet mouth and went to the floor. I reminded him, that he promised to swallow my whole load. So he went down onto the dirty floor and started licking and munching the stained red carpet. On our way home the boy didn’t speak much. When we reached the church yard he told me, that he felt a bit mad about me, forcing him into interactions with those other guys. “Hey” I objected. “When did I force you?” “Well….. you…. when….. but you gave me the feeling, that I had to…..” he sniffed. “Listen – honestly… I didn’t want to give you a bad feeling. Today was the best day in my life. I saw you, we enjoyed some intimacy, you swallowed my cum. I feel like I achieved so much today. We reached a new level in our relationship. If I made you feel, like you had to jerk those guys off, I am really sorry” I lied to him straight face. “I am still convinced, that jerking someone else off, is not even betraying. Remember how innocent it all started with us. And by the way, I just wanted to show off with you. You are the most adorable guy I have ever seen. And I wanted the other fellows just to be jealous, that you are sucking me and not them.” I sighed deeply. “But still… I felt like a whore….” Dante explained and started crying. Probably, because you are a whore, I told myself. “I promise, the next time you won’t be jerking off guys” I looked at him seriously. The next time it would be even worse….

I did 1 porn movie many many years ago with a pro studio, but it's barely findable on the internet now. I have told a few of my fucks about it....they get turned on by it

FT. LAUDERDALE - Went to Slammer last night. Took two loads through the gloryholes and gave my cumdump buddy one. He's posted a couple videos of me fucking him on XTube... even though he's not supposed to have a recording device in there!!! Oh well, my cock isn't shy.

Could use you for our weekend GANG BANG. ..lots of big cocks on Viagra and Trimix dripping wet for more holes to breed. Fuckn frenzy due to hardons that need's lots of attention.

Last two loads were from a college freshman and the manager of a local big box store. Manager guy left his front door unlocked for me to walkin, strip, lube and bend over for him to walk out and start deep dicking. He was about 5 minutes into the fuck when freshman walked in. Manager guy slammed his load deep in my ass, then within 5 seconds, freshman mounted a buried his incredibly l-o-n-g cock in me. He fucked hard, slamming atrokes and came really quick. Nothing spoken by any of us. I dressed and left, my ass is sore, but eager for more!

Such a nice daddy

You guys are making me blush. I did leave it hanging. I hope to have the time and inspiration to write more soon.

I will answer one of your questions, "Is it realistic to bareback and expect to stay healthy?" My answer is, "YES! I expect/hope to bareback (and keep barebacking) and stay healthy!" Every 4-6 weeks my doctor gets me tested -- 2 oral swabs, sometimes 2 anal swabs, urine test, and bloodwork. The results of all this point to whether I have a STD - gono/clamydia/syphilis. I've had all of them, because STDs are part of the whole barebacking experience. If you want to experience barebacking as a top or bottom or vers guy, then you better be prepared for STDs. If every guy got tested, then was on antibiotics/penicillin and stopped bb sex for 7 or 14 days and was deemed CLEAN, then we wouldn't have to really worry about STDs. So stop worrying and start fucking/being fucked and ENJOY! You are responsible for your own sexual health!

I only top bareback. Once I decided I wanted to fuck Raw, it was the only way. I've said it before and will say it again. I like to fuck raw, shoot my load deep and never ever ever pull out. If a guy asks me to pull out before I cum and "shoot on his back" or "face" I'd rather say no to the fuck. The most pleasure I get is fucking a nice hole and unloading my cum deep inside. If they ask for condoms I say no. I don't feel anything with a condom and my dick usually just goes limp.

Was never what you'd say molested as a child but had a lot of exposure to adults cocks. Family members, fiends and their fathers. Once, with my school we visited the baths for swimming. The changing room was open, no cubicles and had a shower area. Our teacher was, looking back, an odd guy and demonstrated how would should dry ourselves with a towel effectively. This was to a class of 8 year olds and he demonstrated fully naked. He was reasonably fit and had a large cut cock which I remember being very drawn to. He also took three of us into the shower one day and instructed us how to wash, he even gave us a hand and lathered our bodies with soap paying extra attention to our cocks, balls and arses.

Love taking piss up my kunt. I got into this a few years back when, after reading about it somewhere, I asked a fuckbuddy if he'd be interested in pissing into me after he was done breeding me. He was excited as it was something that he also wanted to do but had not previously had the opportunity. I was on all 4's for the fucking (one of my favorite positions). After he came, we both agreed that I would hold still as the need to piss built up in him. After a moment or two, I could feel the faintest of trickles. I kept absolutely still as to not causing him to cut off the stream. Within a short bit, the trickle grew into a full stream and he sighed with the relief of pissing. When he was done, he pulled out, and I relished the thought of his toxic piss filling my guts. I asked if he would plug me, which he did. Love this scene a lot. The only problem is finding guys who are into it and can do it.

When I was a sophomore in high school, I lost two of my closest friends in a horrible automobile accident. While attending the first funeral, a brawl broke out between the two families. Most of the adults were arrested, including my father and uncle. Losing 2 friends the way I did and witnessing a coffin being overturned during a fight was enough to send me into a state of shock. The next thing I remembered was sitting in the back of a limousine. The undertaker's husband was seated next to me. He asked repeatedly if I were ok. I soon realized he was stroking my cock and my slacks were pulled down around my ankles. A few moments more and he was straddling me. The entire time he asked if I were ok and if I felt better. I couldn't answer. I couldn't talk at all. He whispered if I wanted to fuck him. Within seconds his hole was teasing the tip of my cock, slowly pulling me inside of him. His hole was warm, smooth, and like velvet around my cock. As he bounced up and down on my cock, he would tongue and whisper in my ear in his thick southern drawl. Without warning I was exploding deep inside him. His whispers were replaced by grunts as he continued to milk my load. I was still unable to talk but my body jerked as he drained me of the last few drops of cum I had to offer. Honestly one of the best and worst days of my life.

Hi, Rawboyz! Sunday Afternoon BB Sex at Steamworks Toronto I arrived at Steamworks Toronto around 1:30 PM, hoping to stay for my usual 8 hours. I was a bit tired from my shift work at a contract job for August. But I knew that I wanted to rim and fuck boycunts and suck younger cock. At first, it was slow. No much action. Then in the front, large gloryhole-dark space large groups of men showed up. Some lucky bottom was being fucked. I got to fuck several younger guys bare. No questions asked about status or name. Just good ol' bb fun! In this area I got to rim, suck cock, and fuck raw. One guy was being fucked on the bench there. I got to fuck his juicy boycunt. This bottom moaned his delight. Another bottom was on the other side. I switched guys and slid my hard dick into his ass. His ass muscles began to milk my cock, and it never fails, in about 5 mins. I rewarded his cunt with my saved load. He kissed me to thank me. It was so dark, I never did see his face. All I knew that he was younger than me and I was more than happy to provide his hole with an anonymous cumshot. Only 4 hours today -- but I had a lot of fun rimming ass, sucking cock, and bb fucking. What more can a voyeur-explorer barebacker like me ask for? I can add any Sunday afternoon/evening to a regular Friday/Saturday night at Steamworks Toronto. These are the best days and times for bb sex there.

Whilst we'ed been talking I heard the front door open a couple of times and footsteps in the changing room and then going up the stairs. I left Sid reading his paper and levered myself off the chair, aware of the cool spunk coating my cheeks. Upstairs, I ignored the sauna as I heard voices in the small TV room off on the other side of the landing. There were three guys there, much older than me watching the TV. One sat in a threadbare sofa on one side and the other two on another sofa on the other side. They were real trolls with sagging tits, spindly legs and old, lined faces. There was a porn movie playing with a couple of twinks fucking in a bedroom. "Nice cock on that lad." Said one as the camera zoomed in to show the heavy cock sliding into an arsehole. "Not bad," Said another. "Got a good technique, too." They could have been discussing football or something for all the casualness in their voices. "Alright matey?" The one on the sofa on his own smiled at me reavealing a mouthful of bad teeth. "Why dontcha sit here?" I sat down beside him, conscious that he smelled of body odour, and noticing his hand tugging idly at his cock had dirty fingernails. The others were watching the porn, wanking each others cocks as they moved on to taliking about some new housing estate being built. "Been before?" Asked the old man next to me. "Nope" I said. "First time. Been here a couple of hours" He cackled. "Yeah and I bet Bill or Sid have been up you by now - they don't hang about!" I blushed and nodded. "Both of them." He interrupted the other two. "Dirty bastards have fucked our friend here already!" They laughed and one of them, with rings through his sagging tits and a paunch hanging over his heavy cock gestured me over. "Let's have a look,then." I stood and went over. He turned me round and I bent forward, allowiing his scaley fingers to spread my cheeks and probe my hole. "He's wet, alright. Carrying a bellyful of dirty spunk, I reckon." The other man next to him was very thin and wasted looking with heavy veins on his arms and legs and a fat erection sticking up from his lap. "I need a fuck," He announced. "Once I get off, I can relax a bit." They pulled me onto the sofa between them, getting me to kneel on the cushions and rest my arms on the backrest. Lube was rubbed roughly over my hole, and then the wasted man got off the sofa and got behind me. Without any warning, he slid his cock into me making me gasp with the size of it, but the lube and spunk in my hole allowed it to slip in easily enough. "That's better," I heard him say as he started to thrust into me. The other two ignored us and began a conversation about the news whllst next to them I was being fucked by this disgusting old man. "Ahhh... " he said to the other two. "That feels better. Just need to empty my balls and then I'll hit the sauna." He hadn't even acknowledged me but now I felt his thrusts becoming urgent. For all he cared, he was fucking a piece of meat just to get off. "Yeah...he gasped. Here it comes!" With that he collapsed on my back, shuddering and grunting in orgasm as he shot his load up my insides. After a while, he got heavily off me, pulling his cock out brutally and said. "Right, see you later" to the other two. Then he left. I just knelt there gasping and embarrassed, spunk now dripping over my balls and onto the cushions. "Look at all that spunk!" Said the one with the tit rings. "Reckon Arthur gave him a bellyful that time!" I looked over at them, my face flushed with lust. The man with the tit rings stood up and held his heavy cock in his hand. "You do know you've been pozzed, dont'cha mate?" I nodded and just knelt here. He grinned and for the first time I saw the dark blotches on his skin and the sores on his lower legs. "Good, So you won't mind another bellyful of poz babies then, will you? With that he got behind me and began to slide his fat cock slowly, deliciously into my rectum. "Hold still, darling and let's see if we can get you pregnant today." He whispered as the other man laughed in the background.

FS PART 8 About a week later, I got sick, really sick. If it was the flu it was the worst flu I have ever had. I decided to go to the doctor, but not any doctor, I was going to go to the one that Professor gave me the card for. I found it and called the number on it. There was on answer, just a message about no appointments needed, just come in and you would be seen. I decided that’s what I could do. I dressed like it was ten below outside, even though it was in the high eighties, but I was freezing. I got quite a lot of stares as i waited for my cab. Once he arrived i got in and gave him the address that I want to go to. “Are you sure that’s the address?” the cabbie said “it’s wants on the card,” “okay, but it might be a long shot. That address is for a clinic that has been shut down for a couple of years” “I just got the card about a week ago, maybe it’s a new clinic” My mind wondered, was this a set up, but with the way that I felt I didn’t care. I just closed my eyes, laid my head back and enjoyed the ride. I must have fallen asleep because the next thing I knew the cabbie was yelling at me to pay up and get out. Shit I must have been out cold. The building i met at I stepped out of the cab was more than run down, it looks as if it should have been condemned. It was too late to leave, because the cab sped off leaving me standing on the curb. Shrugging my shoulders I walked towards the door and entered. The inside was worse than the out, yet there sat someone behind the information desk with their back towards the door. As I approached I could smell funnel cakes, weird, but there was a strong odor of funnel cakes. “Excuse me, but I am…..” I said, stopping short when she turned around and I saw that it was the bearded woman sitting behind the desk. I rubbed my eyes to make sure that i wasn’t hallucinating her. “Take the doors on the left, go down to the basement, then straight ahead to the last door on the right. Hurry now, the doctor is waiting for you.” the bearded lady said. I went through the door, and down the stairs. At the bottom of the stairs, i began to hear clowns laughing. I shock it off, thinking that it was just the flu messing with my mind. The more I went down the hall, the laughter was replace with upbeat carnival music, the funnel cake smell was gone, but popcorn took it’s place. I got to the last door and stopped. The name on the door grabbed my attention. I pulled the business card from my pocket and the names matched. Dr. Clown, was printed on the door as well as the card in big black letters. I closed my eyes and shook my head. You must be fucking kidding me, that was his name. I never paid attention to the name on the card. I reached out, opened the door and went in. As I entered, I noticed faded green chairs with worn seats lined up against the wall to my left, to my right was a sliding window with frosted glass that were closed and a door just to the left of that. The frosted glass slide open loudly, making me jump. Laughter erupted on the other side of the opening. It had an evil tone to it. “Good to see you again” Stinger said, “your bug chasing is reaping it’s reward, the fuck flu” “What the fuck” Stinger just laughed harder, sliding the glass window shut. I could see his outline move from the window. There I was alone in the waiting area to a doctor I didn’t know if he was legit or not. The lights flickered above, as chills shivered through my body. The door opened and Stinger motioned for me to come. My head hung in shame as I walked through the door, into a hall of doors. They lined each side of the hall. “Welcome to the fun house” Stinger said laugh, “Pick a door, any door” I pointed to the second door on the right. “That door, oh I wouldn’t pick that door” he said grinning. I pointed to the one across the hall from my first choice. “oh that’s a good door” he said again laughing. He was so different here in the office compared to being at the carnival. There was something different about him I didn’t know what. At the carnival he was forceful, here he was insane, everything was funny. He lead me to the door, opened it and pushed me in. He followed me in and shut the door behind him. Inside was an actual exam room, one you would see in a doctors office, it was just dated. Very dated. It almost looked as if one stepped back in time and was in the eighties. The lights flickered in here too, adding to the dated look and giving the room a more sinister look. “Strip, get on the table, and open wide” Stinger said. I slowly stripped naked and instantly got cold and hot. I knew my fever was getting worse. I had sweat running down my body, which only sent more chills through me. I could feel beads of sweat running down the middle of my back, enter my crack and run across my hole. I climbed on the exam table. “Open wide “ Stinger grabbed my knees and spread them wide. My cock and balls fell between my legs, just hanging there. I felt so bad that cock and cum were the furthest thing from my mind. Stinger moved to the corner just off to the right from the door. A knock came from the other side of the door, and it opened. My mouth dropped open when I saw the man on the other side. He wore just a lab coat, nothing else. I could see his bare legs extending from under the coat, his chest was stretching the coat’s buttons to their limits. He was at least six foot five, close to three-hundred pounds of solid muscle. He made professional bodybuilders look like twigs. “Stinger, Is this the man that hit is head at the carnival” asked the man “Hit his head, and just about any other head if you catch my drift” Stinger said snickering like a school kid. “I see” “I am Dr. Clown, don’t let the name fool you, I assure you I am a doctor. Please tell me what is going on. Is it your head that is bothering you?” “Not where I hit it” I replied using air quotes, “I have fever chills, aches, can't keep anything down” “Down, that’s a good one.” Stinger said laughing, “As I remember it he likes them up” “Okay let’s get started,” the doctor said. He pulled out some metal stir-ups and gently lifted my legs and placed them in. He then grabbed my hips and pulled my ass closer to the edge of the exam table. Stinger had moved from the corner and was now next to me. Using what looked like ripped up strips of bed sheets, he tied my arms to the exam table, tying down my left, then moved around and did the same to the right. Once Stinger had secured me to the exam table, Dr. Clown and he moved to the center of the room. Stinger started to unbutton the lab coat the doctor, exposing the massive chest underneath. It was fucking huge. My eyes were glued to his body slowly being exposed. When Stinger was close to exposing the doctors cock and balls, he took one step and blocked my view. “Oh Doctor what a big instrument you have” Stinger said. “Better to infect you with” My eyes widened as Stinger stepped away, giving me my first look of the doctors cock and balls. I knew then my troubles had come back.

FS Part 7 I slowly woke to bright lights and voices. Looking around I could see a make shift medical office and wondered where I was. I was alone in the small room on my back. Sitting up I realized I was on an old gurney. My shorts were on me and my t-shirt. I was confused because I remembered losing it while walking in the crowd. “You’re awake” I just nodded, which only caused my head to begin to hurt. “You had a nasty fall on the way in, lucky for you Stinger was close by and saw you go down, then brought you here” I must have had a confused look on my face because the mystery man stepped forward, stopping right next to me. “You tripped on an uncovered cable and hit your head on one of the posts supporting the sign over the entrance and lost consciousness.” I still had no idea what the man was talking about. I was lost until the man I knew as muscle fucker walked through the door. I remembered what happened, who fucked me and every load that was shot in me and on me. “This is Stringer, he brought you to me, I'm know here as Professor, but I do have a MD and take care of everyone” I could see my reflection in a mirror inside a glass cabinet, I looked myself over. Shorts, t-shirt and most shocking was I did not have any dried cum in my hair or on my face. The ran my hand over my face and through my hair. Nothing not even a dried mat of it in my hair. What I did find was a big knot in my forehead. Hurt to the touch as well. “Here is a card of a doctor that will take care of you if anything and I mean anything comes up from your visit here. The carnival will be billed for this not you.” Still staring at myself in the mirror I took the card and without looking at it I put it in my pocket. I was mentally lost, did all that fucking really happen? Did I not take all those poz loads? “Stinker will walk you out to your car, I think it would be best if you go home and get some rest. Think you can drive home??” I nodded. Other than a slight headache I felt okay. “Is there a restroom I could use before I head out” “Yeah, I'll show you” Stinger said Moving slowly I followed Stinger out of the room and to another door. I went in, shut and locked the door. Quickly I dropped my shorts. I sat on the toilet and pushed - I was expecting poz cum to squirt out, but nothing did. I reached under my balls and ran my finger around my hole, my expectations of a loose puffy hole were not met. My hole was tight, dry and completely normal. What the fuck? “You okay in there” Stinger said as he knocked on the door “Yeah” My mind raced with questions as I pulled up my shorts, flushed the toilet to cover what I was really doing. I exited the bathroom and slowly walked behind Stinger as he escorted me back to my car. I saw the hairy guy that had fucked me with the super long foreskin, he was still directing people on where to park. He never looked my way or indicated that he had been deep in my hole. I got to my car, unlocked it and climbed in. Stinger shut the door and remained there. I rolled down the window, thinking he was going to tell me something, yet he remained silent. I watched his hand slide down his stomach, over his waist band of his jeans and grab his crotch, holding and squeezing. He walked away still cupping his crotch. With my eyes wide open, I pulled out of my spot and began to move through the lot towards the exit. On my way out I passed the hairy lot attendant again. This time he looked up, grabbed his crotch and smiled. This made me even more suspicious of the events that may have happened.

FS Part 6 We entered a tent just behind two trailers, which blocked the view of all the riders that were in front of them. I had been humiliated enough with the men watching and jerking as I was fucked, let alone the walk of shame I endured with their cum hanging from my face and hair. I was at the point where I just wanted this over so I could go home. I wanted fun, but doubt that this was really what I was looking for. This is not fun this was death. Muscle fucker stood beside me in the tent, hands on his hips and a grin on his mug. There wasn't much in the tent except for a few bails of hay. Was this where we were going to meet the twins? Fear took over my mind and I tried to move, but was quickly grabbed by muscle fucker. “You are going to like the twins” he said, “just give them a moment and they will show up” “I don't fuck animals you twisted fucker” “Ha you got fucked by me and I'm an animal” he replied, “what the fuck do you think the twins are?” “Horses” “Oh and you call me twisted” he said “you are way off, just wait and see” I wanted answers but know i wasn't going to get them from muscle fucker. So I waited. It seemed as if time ticked by as if every second was an hour. I had convinced myself that the twins would not show, who would want my sloppy hole after all the cock and cum I had taken, but I was wrong. A small hand slowly appeared at the flap in the tent and moved cautiously, pulling the flap to the side. I could see a small framed man standing there, peering inside the tent. Another hand appeared taking the flap from the first, exposing another figure right behind the first, but something was odd about this. The two slowly moved more into the light, I could see two men in their late thirties, dark hair, scruffy faced. The moved slowly in back to back. “The twins, Jon and Don” The moved until they were at a side view in front of me. It was then I realized that they were connected from about just below the shoulder blade and it continued up to the base of their necks. It appeared as if two people were glued together but still remained independent of each other. “Sexy he is” one of the twins said “Fuck him good we will” “Me first” “No me first” They were like two small kids fighting for their turns at play. “You both can fuck him” muscle fucker said I didn't wait to be told, I dropped my shorts and stepped out of them, then turned, bent over and winked my hole at them. I was confused, I wanted to head home not 15 minutes ago and now I just beaconed the twins to fuck me with my hole. “Horny he is” one twin said, at this point I didn't know who was who and I really didn't care. I straightened up walked over and dropped to my knees in front on one twin. “Doing what, he is” the other said I pulled the string on the pants in front of me and they dropped to the twin’s ankle. His cock was slowly twitching and frowning in front of my eyes. Licking my lips I moved closers. I could smell the funk coming from the crotch of this twin. The odor was intoxicating. I could feel my heart beat in my temples and hear it in my ears. It was like a natural poppers. My tongue darted out and made contact with the growing cock. I tasted piss, cum and ass. I licked the cock and balls as if they were my last meal. Pre-cum started oozing from the piss slit of the cock. “Jon is a huge leaker” muscle fucker said - now I knew who was who for now at least. I wrapped my lips around the head of his cock and sucked. My mouth filled with so much pre-cum that I thought Jon had shot his load. My lips slowly slide down his cock, coating the soft skin with my spit. “Mine you suck now” Don said loudly I could see his pants drop behind Jon, as I slid my mouth back and forth on his hard cock. My tongue was enjoying the pre-cum as it flowed from his piss slit, sweet and salty. It mixed with my spit naturally slicking up his shaft. I moved quickly around to Don, engulfing his hard cock into my mouth, until I was pressed into his crotch hair. “No fair, my cock you come back and suck again” I continued to suck on the hard cock in my mouth, ignoring the whiny cry of Jon who only wanted my mouth on his cock again. Don’s cock leaked pre-cum just like his twin. I didn't hesitate to swallow every drop flowing from their cocks. Dropping Don’s cock out of my mouth, I spit in my hand and reached under my balls to spread the spit and pre-cum mixture on my hole. “Dumb shit, as much cum that's up your ass you won't need that” muscle fucker said. “Fuck off” both Don and Jon said at the same time. I stood and turned, presenting my ass and hole to the twins. As much as I was fearing and regretting the fucks before this, there was a drive in me that wanted to get more cock and cum from the freaks. Don stepped forward, grabbing my hips and sliding his cock deep in my hole. His cock was not as big as the ones before him, but it felt good in my loose hole. He pulled out and pushed back in. He used his full weight when slamming back in, causing me to have to brace myself so I would not fall forward. “My turn” Jon yelled. The shuffled around and Jon pushed his leaking cock deep within. He pumped his cock in and out, felt just like Don fucking me. These twins were identical in every way, looks, speech, and fucking. I glanced over at muscle fucker who was rubbing his cock through his jeans and smiling very coy. I knew he wanted in my hole again. The twins turned again, giving Don another go at my hole. I could feel cum leaking out with each pump of their cocks. I imagined their pre-cum flowing more and more from their piss slits as the fucked me. After a short time, they turned and switched again. I moaned each time they turned and rammed their cocks into me. Muscle fucker was still rubbing the hard tube now running down the leg of his jeans, licking his lips. I wanted to have the twins cum fast so I could get fucked by muscle fucker and take his poz load again. I lost track of which twin was fucking me with all the switching and turning. Who ever was fucking me slammed in deep and his cock twitched and jumped over and over shooting its huge load deep in my hole. He screamed as he shot and his legs shook. He pulled out and they switched again. This twin rammed in me as I felt the first shot of cum hit my hole. His cock jumped and pumped as he screamed and shook just like his twin. “Loads were huge” both twins said at the same time. My legs felt weak as their cum mixed in my hole with the other loads in me. My head began to swim as dizziness took over. My vision left me in darkness and I dropped to the floor.

Dad’s Basement Part Twenty One The sun felt hot on my skin, as I laid out next to the pool. I had a good nights sleep, a hearty breakfast, and prepared for my adventures, but now I just wanted to lay in the sun and bake. There was not many men around the pool, a few but they were busy with one another. I was a little glad that they were leaving me alone, but I also missed the attention that I had gotten the day before. I had no idea where Dad was, he was not in our cabin when I woke. I was sure he was around the resort somewhere. I could feel beads of sweat forming on my naked body, and run down my skin. I closed my eyes, and focused on hearing only what slight breeze, that would send shivers through my body, as it tried to cool me from the hot sun. My mind was blank, even though there was much to think about: my upcoming gang bang that would make me a member of the club, and Dax - the mystery that I could not solve. My quiet peace was broken with a cough. “Dad?” I asked with out opening my eyes. Only to be met with silence. I opened to see a man half bent over next to me, spreading a towel on the lounge next to me. His back was to me. He was covered completely from head to toe in tattoos. His muscular ass flexed as he moved. I closed my eyes to a squint so he would not see me staring, even from behind my dark sunglasses. Turning slightly to sit on the lounge, I caught a glimpse of the front of his body, He was built, must live in the gym, yet he was not as big as Doc. His cock hung from his shaved crotch, uncut. The front of him was covered in tattoos, again from head to toes. Not one inch of him from neck down was blank. It was so fucking hot, I had never seen thing like it. Fuck even his cock was tattooed. He stretched out on the lounge, exposing his body to the sun. I could not stop staring. Wasn't long until beads of sweat formed on his body. I continued to squint as I watch, then it happened. His cock twitched and moved, jumping slightly from it position on top of his balls, to the crease where his crotch meets his leg. At the same time, it grew in length slightly. Then it moved again, twitching from the crease to over onto his leg and grew a bit more. “Watch closely, boy” I thought I heard softly in the breeze. His cock twitched again, moving upwards towards the area where his leg met the bottom of his torso, and grew in length a bit more, this time the tip of his foreskin opened and the tip of his cock head peeked out. “It likes you boy” This time his cock jumped, up in the air, growing thicker, longer and more of the head popped out as it landed half way to his belly button. It was still growing as it laid on him, expending in girth as well as length. It was already at least nine inches long. I was mesmerized by his cock. I watched as it jumped again this time landing right across his belly button and extending at least three inches past. I could feel my hole twitch as I watched his cock. I wanted that cock in me. He gripped the base of his cock and stood it straight in the air, slowly moving it back in forth as if he was inviting me over to him. I quickly stood, my own cock now hard and pointing out in front of me. I spit in my hand and rubbed it on my hole, getting it wet for this uncut cock. I stepped one leg over his lounge and positioned my hole over his cock. I reached back and spread my cheeks, slowly lowering myself until his head was pressing against my hole. I pushed down and out as his cock head popped into my hole. I continued sliding down on it until I was sitting on his lap. My hard cock was resting on his tattooed stomach. His hands were exploring my body, feeling me all over. “A blank canvas” he said, smiling. I slowly pushed upwards with my leg muscles, lifting my hole off his cock then slowly slide back down, his lips pressed tightly against one another. As i repeated my movements, he slide his hands under my ass, helping me up and holding me as I slowly slide down his shaft. “Your father promised me your hole, years ago.” he said “Dax?” I asked “Sorry boy, I am not, but I do know about him” he replied moaning as I slowly squeezed his cock with my hole and sucked it back deep into me. “Damn” “I have heard you are fascinated by his mystery.” “Yes” I moaned as I continued to fuck myself on his uncut cock. “My story is more interesting” he said “Tell me, please” I begged, “I won’t stop fucking myself on your cock. “I met your father five years ago, a chance meeting at a sleazy bar. When I saw his ass I knew I wanted him” I listened as I slowly fucked myself, my cock bouncing off his hard abs. “I had just converted to poz, unmedicated and had a high viral load, and I knew I wanted to be a gift giver and I knew the moment I saw your Daddy, he was going to be my first” the tattooed man said. My cock jumped and pre-cum started to flow, holy shit I was about to hear how my Dad got HIV. I slowed down on my fucking. “I started sending shots his way, I wasn’t trying to get him too drunk, I wanted him to be aware of what was happening when I stealthed him, but not able to stop me. Once he was a this point, I went in for the kill. I flirted with him, I made him feel as if he was a living God, that i needed to have” I stopped moving up and down, and held his cock deep in my hole, I grabbed my hard cock and slowly started to jack it. We had locked eyes. “I took him to a motel close by, it was one that charged by the hour. A real run down, sleazy motel. Not many like them anymore. Anyway, I got him inside my room, stripped him and then stripped my self. I started to explore his hairy body, sucking his cock, twisting and pulling his nipples until he was so fucking turned on, he would beg me not to stop.” HIs hands lifted me again off him, moving my hole up along his hard uncut cock. I took the hint and started to slowly fuck myself again. “I pushed him on the bed, face down and lifted his furry ass up. He asked for a condom, which I got out of my jeans and put on” he said moaning as I fucked myself “How did you infect him if you put on a condom” “Well i had doctored the condom, so it would break as I fucked him, I put my spit on his hole and pushed in. I let him get use to my cock in his hole. He reached around to feel the condom, once he knew it was on, he begged for me to fuck him, which I did” My balls were tightening up and I knew I would cum if I continued to stroke myself. So I stopped and concentrated on fucking myself. “I felt the condom break and my head slide through, but I continued to fuck him, pumping my cock in and out of his hole. Even as the condom worked down my shaft I kept fucking your Daddy, Leaking my poz pre-cum into him, like I am doing to you now” “oh fuck” was the only thing I could say. “OH fuck is right, His hole felt so fucking good on my bare cock, just like yours does now. I continued to pull my cock out of hole and drive into him all the way, bouncing my balls off his, condom around my base.” I sped up the fucking of my hole on his uncut cock, as I listened. “I couldn’t help it boy, your Daddy’s hole was so hot that I slammed into him and shot my poz load, just like I am dong now” he said grabbing my waist and pushing me all the way down on his uncut cock, holding me there as he shot deep inside me. My first load of the day. “I pulled out quickly after I deposited my gift into your Daddy’s ass. Ripped off the condom and flung it across the room, where it hit the wall and fell behind the tv. I quickly dressed and left.” I squeezed my hole around his cock, trying to milk his cum from his shaft. “I had friends that knew your Daddy, who would let me know how he was. When I got word that he had come down with the fuck flu, I instantly shot my load in my pants.” “Does he know it was you who gave it to him” “Not at first he didn’t, but he found out, well rather I confessed anonymously. During a anon fuck, he was blindfolded at a motel, I was fucking his hole again and whispered in his ear, ‘this reminds me of when I fucked you, shot my load in you, and infected you in a sleazy motel.’ I just continued to fuck him and dumped a load into him. and then he spoke” “What did he say” “Thank you” my Dad said from behind me. I pulled up off his cock. It was still hard. I moved back to my lounge as my Dad stepped forward and sat on his cock, taking him deep into his hole. “When did he promise you my hole” I asked.

A city park at night, followed a guy into the trees and he pulled a gun on me, and made me produce my I.D. Turns out he was a cop on a stake out. He actually told me they were looking for a van of a certain color, and instructed me to walk back out the way I came in and to get out of the park. As I left, he was on his walkie talkie saying I was coming out and I was not the target. As I left the park, I actualy saw the van he told me about. Next day it was in the news about a man busted with a van full of cocaine. Two days later, the cop knocked on my door. We dated for 6 months.

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

Feeling Lower . . . Still A High The first night I was there, they all fucked me multiple times. My hole was a sloshing, cum soaked, gaping cave with nothing left to recall what it used to look like. Slack, fucked, used. The guy who owns the house, Wade, eventually called it a night, and they left me laying on the fuck bench, exhausted, while they went off to various bedrooms to rest up for more action I assumed. I did fall asleep but, all through the night, one by one they each came down and fucked and seeded me some more. Untreatable, high viral loads. I began to think to myself that there will never be a whore to ever take as much poison seed in them as I am with these guys. And still those thoughts made my cock painfully hard. There weren’t any clocks down there, so the only way I could tell the time of day was from the light that came in through the windows. I figured they let me sleep in -although the lack of noise from upstairs made me think that they all had, as well. Eventually Wade came downstairs with the other guys, minus the sickly one who had brought me to them. I guess he had gone home. He was wielding what looked like a bottle brush and I knew exactly what he planned on doing with it. Despite the heavy use the day before, it hurt to take that bristly tool into my loose hole, but Wade just shushed me and slowly worked it in and out of my hole until it came out pink. I’m guessing that all of the cum loads in my ass diluted the red of my blood somewhat. Satisfied that some damage had been done to my insides, he walked back to the stairs. On his way up, he called out to the other guys, “Have at it, boys!” and they descended upon me. These guys where so sex crazed I couldn’t understand it. It’s not like they weren’t getting any -they had fucked me more in a day that some guys get in a month! And still they wanted more. Maybe they just enjoy using my ass. That thought encouraged me, and I got into it some more, shoving my ass back to meet each sloppy wet thrust. One by one I took their first loads of the day, and they all made their way back upstairs to join Wade for brunch. As they ate, Wade came down, fucked me really hard, and then fed me a protein and vitamin drink. I didn’t have long for the drink to settle in me, because I could feel a huge pressure at my hole again. I hadn’t felt anything this big trying to get in me before, so I craned my neck around to see Wade shoving his fist into my destroyed opening. Apparently it wasn’t destroyed enough. Miraculously, with all of the use and the enormous amount of sperm in me, I was lubed well enough for his fist to pop into me with little pain. But I did feel a sudden rush as the breath escaped from me, feeling such a sense of being full that I never knew before. He had only just begun pumping his hand in and out of me when one of the other guys, Steve I think I heard him called, started down the stairs. He spotted what was happening and called up to the rest, “Hey, guys, hurry the fuck up! Wade’s fisting the whore!” They all rushed down to cheer him on as he fisted me like it was not my first time, eventually punch fisting my slack hole. All I could do was lay there and moan. It really did feel heavenly. He was hitting things inside of me that lit up my entire body. This was ecstasy. After who knows how long, Wade had enough. I think he had managed to work some of their cum deeper into me, while the rest had been forced out of me and was drying on my ass and legs. Towards the end, my ass was feeling more sticky than slick, so I knew that I wasn’t as well lubed as I had been. Wade smacked my ass and declared, “Okay, lets give the pig some rest. We’ve got an errand.” They all headed upstairs, leaving me alone again with Wade. He leaned down next to my face and smiled. “You’re a great slut. We’ve got a surprise for you later. You just rest up. You’re going to need it.” With that, he licked the side of my face, and took off upstairs. A few minutes later I heard the front door close, and then the van start up and drive away. I managed to drift off, and don’t know how long I had been asleep when I heard a strange scratching coming from upstairs. It got louder and louder. Eventually I honed in on it and realized that it was Wade’s huge dog scratching at the door. I’d seen that thing when they first brought me in -it was a beast and quite scared me. I had been glad that they kept him upstairs this whole time. He was a persistent bastard and somehow managed to get the door at the top of the stairs open. He bound down the stairs and walked straight up to me. Face to face, he breathed loudly through his nose, almost snorting in my face with contempt. What happened next really surprised me. He trotted around and began to sniff at my ass. I struggled against my restraints but it was pointless. I couldn’t get out last night, there was no way to get out now. The beast began to lick at my hole and after a few minutes of that I felt him climb partially onto the bench with me. He somehow knew what he was doing and I wondered if this was something that Wade had trained him at. He had placed both front legs on the bench, while standing on his back legs. I had read stories of guys getting fucked by dogs and having their backs torn to shreds by their claws, so this k9 was trained better than that. He poked around for a minute until I felt his big cock head slip into me. Dogs clearly have no way of knowing what our bodies need, and he wasted no time allowing me to adjust, just ramming full force ahead into me. It caused me to yell out in pain, which he clearly didn’t like, growling and barking at me until I quieted down. Suddenly I really began to feel stretched again and realized that his knob was about to fill my opening. Within seconds we were locked together and he fucked me. He fucked me good. I couldn’t believe that I was enjoying being fucked by a dog, but I was. And the wetness that spread through my hole was incredible. I had always loved my hole best when it was all wet, and this thing was doing that and more. This went on for about 20 minutes I figure, and eventually it had cum all it was going to cum. Now the hard part, I thought. But lucky for me my hole had been fisted so recently, so when he gave a bit of a tug to remove his knob, it popped out of me with a slight twinge of pain and that feeling of emptiness that follows with such a swift withdrawl. He trotted off back upstairs and left me huffing for breath. I passed out again from the vigorous pounding I’d just taken at the hands of a true animal. I have no idea how much time passed. I woke up when I heard the front door open and all of the guys foot steps entering. Here we go again, I thought. I heard the guys popping open beers so I figured they weren’t in any rush to get back to me. But Wade came down alone to check on me, beer in hand, bulge in crotch. Sly sexy smile on his gorgeous face. “We picked up a surprise for you,” he taunted me, slowly circling around my body and stopping behind me. “Well, well, well, I see you must have gotten acquainted with Sampson. You fucking slut,” he laughed. “Don’t worry, you’re not the first whore that I’ve let him fuck,” he added, bending down next to me and kissing me on the mouth, his beer-tasting tongue invading me. When he pulled back he smiled again. “At least he got you good and lubed for this next part.” With that, he stood up and walked back upstairs leaving me to wonder. The guys were pretty rowdy up there and I wondered if that meant they might get rough with me tonight. That was something that never really appealed. Sure, a good hard pounding is one thing, but abuse is quite another. Stompings and beatings just never appealed to me. Surprisingly they were in no rush to get back down to fuck me, so I managed to relax. It was then that my hearing focused in on something different -a new voice. I could recognize all of the guys voices, but this one was a deep baritone. I wondered if this guy was the surprise? After about an hour and a half, the gang all began to file down the stairs, followed last by the most huge beast of a man I had ever lain eyes on. At least 6’8”, and weighing around 250 - 300 lbs. And his skin was the darkest I had ever seen on a black man before. It was beautiful. The whites of his eyes and teeth sparkled in bright contrast to his skin tone. Everything was impressive about this man. Wade came up to me and said, “This is my friend, Ed. Big Ed. He just got released from prison this afternoon. So you can imagine that he’s eager to get his first fuck as a free man.” As he said this, I looked over at Ed and watched his basket fill out until it was an obscene bulge in his pants. Fuck, this man is hung as big as the rest of him! Wade continued. “He hasn’t been able to fuck anyone in the joint for quite a while now because he kept infecting the other inmates. You see, he’s a really toxic fucker. His viral load is way over a million. So you can imagine, he’s got some swimmers to unload. We just slipped a couple of Viagara into his drink and from the looks of it, they’re kicking it.” The other guys began to help Ed out of his clothes, freeing his enormous club of a dick to bob around in the air in front of him, anxious to find somewhere to tuck into. Then they led him up behind me and I saw they added another set of chains and cuffs near my hands, where they shoved Ed’s hands and locked him in. “Sorry, Ed, not quite the way you would expect your first day of freedom, but you’ve got a couple of blue pills in you that are going to keep you hard in that hole all night long. Unload as much as you can into the whore.” Wade leaned next to my face again and grinned. “Smile, pig, you’re on camera,” he said, pointing to a couple of round things up by the ceiling that I hadn’t noticed before. There were several, making sure to catch all angles. “We’ll be upstairs watching . . . along with anyone else online who wants to see a whore get knocked up,” Wade added on his way up. “Enjoy yourselves,” he laughed. Just as he disappeared, I heard Big Ed growl in my ear from behind, and then the head of his enormous cock poised at the entrance to my trashed hole. “This is going to be a long night, bitch.”

Part 5 I left Blake tied on the bed and plugged while he softly sobbed from the pain and the realization of his predicament. I'll bet he was sorry he ever went to the bookstore. It was only a couple of hours before the party started, and I had lots of calls to make. At 9:30 I went back upstairs. Blake looked quite uncomfortable tied in that position with the long, fat plug in his cunt. "Good," I thought to myself, "a scared white boy in pain is one of my favorite things!" And it would only get worse for him. "Please untie me!" he begged. THWACK, THWACK, THWACK! Three hard slaps across his brought tears to his eyes. "Shut the fuck up bitch!" I yelled. "You will learn, the only begging you will do is to have your holes raped and filled with cum. Do I make myself clear?" Three more hard slaps and Blake was in agreement. "Yes Sir." he sobbed. I untied him and he put up no resistance. I put a leather collar with rings around his neck, and wrist and ankle restraints. I then put a cock and ball harness on his little dick, making it as tight as I could. "Drink this," I said holding a bottle up to his mouth. He made a face, but didn't dare disobey me. It was now almost 10:00, and I could hear our guests arriving. I told them to be prompt as they didn't want to miss anything. I attached a leash to Blake's collar and led him downstairs. I was pleased to see all 15 of the guests were already there. "Welcome gentlemen! Here is my new slut and tonights party favour! Short of killing him, anything goes. I want him wrecked like a white slut should be! Lets not waste any time." With that, I grabbed Blake and threw him to the ground,pinning him down with a foot on his chest. One of the guys tied a band around his arm and another stuck the needle in. "Are you sure Jesse?" he asked. It's a 2.0 hit." "Fuckin do it! This little whore needs to be fucked up royally!" With that, the plunger was pushed down and the band released. Blake went instantly rigid and coughed hard. "I want you to go first." I told my friend Buck. He had a 13 inch cock with a P.A. "And show no mercy! Rape that cunt good and hard!" Buck just rolled the teenage boy over and ripped the plug out of his pussy. Blake howeled. Then Buck just spread his cheeks apart and plunged his huge, hard, black pole deep into the puffy, pink hole beneath him. Blake screamed at the top of his lungs while the guys cheered. Tears flowed from his eyes as his cunt was ripped even further apart. Buck just pushed down on the boys shoulders and power fucked his cunt, drilling as deep and as hard as he could. Blood covered his dick as he pulled out before plunging back in balls deep. He fucked Blake mercilessly for a solid 10 minutes, never letting up until he buried himself to the hilt and dumped his load far up into the teenage cumdump. After he pulled out, he spread Blake's cheeks apart so everyone could see his bleeding rosebud. It was puffy and inflamed, oozing red cum. "Who's next?" I asked.

I had a fuck bud who loved to host small groups once a week. He loved eating ass and would start the night out rimming me and opening me up. He would usually have one or two more bottoms and we would lay back and let him switch from one to another. This would progress to some hot fucking with the one(s) not being fucked watching stroking, licking, sucking his cock as it went in and out of an ass. If the other bottom was lucky enough to get his load in his ass he would then squat over our faces and force all that juice out into our waiting mouths and tongues. I was lucky enough to be both giver and receiver in this way.

my first gbang, my daddy used vaseline and anbesol on my cunt, was phenomenal, went all night, and guys took longer to cum, my cunt gaped for days.

Standing back in the main room again, I felt a little better after my shower, though it was doing nothing for the flips in my stomach and my ass was still more than a little bit sore. I’d reported my second “hand” to the dealer, and he’d made a noncommittal noise. I gripped my complimentary glass of 'pick-me-up', which was a Red Bull cocktail that only served to worsen my nerves and filling me with a jittery energy. Meanwhile the older men came back into the room. The six of us diamonds stood again near the host, and I couldn’t help but notice that there were only five clubs left in attendance. I’d been right – the host was refilling the cards in the older men’s arm-bands from a single deck, and given how often the clubs had been chosen, one of them had 'run out'. I waited, trying to breathe evenly. The dealer had taken each of us diamonds aside in turn and gave us our new starting card. I looked at mine – Ace of Diamonds! – and smiled to myself. Of all the starting cards, this was the strongest. I was one face-card or ten away from blackjack. I could have laughed out loud, but settled for putting it in my arm-band pouch with trembling fingers. “We have a tie for the first round, at twenty,” the dealer announced. “The first half of the prize will be split.” I saw the guy who’d stopped after one card grin, looking at the other diamonds to the left and right of him. I nodded at him when he looked at me, and he laughed quietly – just a quick chuckle. I quickly did the math – a thousand bucks, halved, was five hundred, halved again was two hundred fifty. “Time for the second – and final – hand,” the host was speaking now, and once again I noticed how fit, hairy, and strong he looked... and the obvious lack of underwear – the lace-up athletic shorts he was wearing were leaving nothing to the imagination, and I had to force myself to look at his face while he was talking. He looked back at me, “Well, final as long as someone else doesn’t get to play twice.” A few of the men in the room chuckled, and I felt my face heating up. “We’ll do things a little differently this time,” he said, and there was a wickedness to his smile, even though his voice had never been anything other than authoritarian and cultured. He sounded like he was conducting a business meeting, not a sex party. “We’ll continue to spin the wheel,” he said, “but if any of the diamonds decide to turn down the offer, they will sit out that round. That means the other players have a good chance at getting ahead.” He nodded to us, then looked over at the gathered men. “So now’s a good time to break out your best offers, gentlemen.” More than a few of the men chuckled at that. Breathe, I thought. “Lastly,” the host said, rubbing his chin, “If someone does reach blackjack, how about we allow all the other players to keep playing to see if they, too, can achieve blackjack and thereby tie. The usual rules for bust would – of course – still apply.” This last part made the bear in clubs I’d seen paddle the other young man who’d gone bust with me grin widely. “Agreed?” the man asked, but it was a rhetorical question. No one answered him. I didn’t say a word, since it had felt more like a proclamation than a request to me. With that, he walked over to the wheel again, and gave it a good spin. When it landed on clubs, the five men in clubs hooted and laughed, and the other man grumbled audibly. “I swear it’s random,” the host said, and the grumbling subsided after a moment. “Well,” the host shook his head, “I assume you know the drill by now.” I watched the first two men in the clubs outfits walk up to two of the other diamonds, and then the third club – the burly bear who’d been turned down by a diamond before, and who’d been so rough with the paddle – walked over to me. My breath caught. He leaned in. “I’ll open the toy box and bring out every toy in it, three at a time. You can veto one of the three, and I’ll pick from the other two.” Then he waited for me, dark eyes amused behind his mask at my obvious indecision. The thing was, the clubs had come up a lot already, and my math – though shaky – told me the four, the five and the eight were all out of play. That made it much more likely this guy had a face card or a ten than any of the other suits out there, unless I was way off. I’d get a veto. I wasn’t big on playing with toys – that paddling I’d taken had been my first real experience – but, five hundred more bucks. Seven hundred fifty total. And I'd get a veto. “Okay,” I nodded. He smiled in acknowledgement. When all five of the men in clubs had chosen a diamond, the host spun the wheel again. This time, it came up spades. The host told the diamond to close his eyes and pick a number from one to six. The men arranged themselves in a line while he had his eyes closed, and he picked the third. And then we were heading to the rooms again. The burly bear closed the door behind me, and then his hairy body pressed against my back, his strong arms wrapping around me and giving me a squeeze. His beard tickled my ear. “You are good enough to eat,” he said, "and from what I hear, you love being eaten.” I shivered, as his dick pressed against the small of my back. He let go of me, but his hands slid down my sides and he pulled at my white briefs, and I stepped out of them and away from him. When I turned around, he smiled again, gesturing to the bed as he said “Have a seat.” I sat. He went to the “toy” chest, and lifted it onto the bed, opening the lid away from him so I couldn’t see what was inside. Then he reached in, and pulled out three things, putting them on the blanket between us. The first three things were this: a very large dildo, a fairly small butt-plug, and a plastic ball with a strap on it that I didn’t recognize at first, but realized from a movie was a ball-gag. There was no way I wanted that dildo in my butt, so I said “the dildo.” The bear smiled slyly, saying “Aw, I bet you would have learned to like it.” But he picked up the huge dildo and put it on the floor. He looked at the two remaining items for a brief moment, then put the butt plug on the ground beside the dildo. He slid the ball-gag higher up on the blanket. “Not that I don’t like your voice,” he said. I swallowed. The next three items came out of the toy chest. A bottle of lube. A condom. And then – with a wicked smile – the bear pulled out a flat wooden paddle. “The paddle,” I said, barely hesitating. There was no way I wanted to be at the mercy of this man wielding a paddle. His pout was still mostly playful. “Damn, you got off so easy last time.” My ass begged to differ. He tossed the condom on the floor beside the paddle, dildo, and butt-plug, and I swallowed again as he put the lube beside the ball-gag. Three more toys: A blindfold, a razor, and little silver clips on a chain. I wasn’t sure what they were, and I asked. “Nipple clamps,” the bear said, grinning. You are a vanilla boy, aren’t you?” “Veto the clamps,” I said, feeling light-headed. They went to the floor, with the razor. The blindfold sat with the ball-gag, and the lube. This wasn’t so bad. I was starting to relax. “Last three,” the bear said. What came out next was a pair of handcuffs, a candle, and a small bottle. “You party?” he asked, as he pulled out the bottle. He unscrewed the cap and smiled. “Ecstasy.” The last thing I needed to do was get high. “Veto the pills.” I said. He chuckled, but screwed the bottle back up and put it on the floor. After a long hesitation, he put the candle aside, saying “I don’t mind some wax play, but gagged, blindfolded and handcuffed? That just has nice symmetry.” He put the toy chest on the floor, and rose again. “Now, before I truss you up, how about you get your fucking mouth on my dick, boy?” He tugged his cock free. He was thick, and uncut, and already half-hard. I crawled toward the end of the bed, and opened my mouth.

The paddle slapped my right ass cheek with just enough force that I closed my eyes for a second. “Twenty-two,” I said. I was bent over and holding the back of a large leather chair, the little diamond briefs down by my ankles, and paying for going “bust” in the manner that all the players did when it happened. I wasn’t the only one – when I’d walked in, after telling my total to the dealer, he’d brought another guy here with him, too. He’d taken up the same position on the next wing-backed leather chair to the other side of the small table, and a moment after the paddle landed on my butt, I heard the other guy in the diamond briefs take a similar hit, and he said, “twenty-five.” The paddle struck my other ass cheek. “Twenty-one,” I said. I’d been told to count down from my score, and the man with the paddle – mine was one of the men wearing hearts, a thick-bodied man in his forties maybe, with a hairy chest and a neatly trimmed moustache and dark hair – had begun his work. Another hit – and I couldn’t help but notice it was a bit harder. “Twenty,” I said. On the other side of the table, I heard the other guy say “Twenty-four,” and I thought the crack of the paddle on his ass that had proceeded it was louder than my own. The guy paddling him was the big hairy bear in clubs I’d seen turned down by the Latino guy in the diamond briefs. The next hit was harder, and landed right across my ass. “Nineteen,” I said. I squirmed a bit, shifting my grip on the chair. It went on. Eighteen was an up-stroke that landed deftly below my right buttock, almost on my thigh – it made me yelp out loud and the mustached man chuckled as the next strike, number seventeen, did the same on the other side. By the time I was said “Ten” my eyes were watering and my ass was hot. It was obvious the man with the paddle knew what he was doing. From the way the other voice in the room nearly broke when he cried out “Twelve” I figured I was actually having an easier time of it than the other guy, but it was definitely taking a toll. I huffed in a breath at “Eight” and managed to get to “Five” by breathing evenly and running over the mental tally in my head. Only four more. Only four more. Another smack, square across my right ass cheek. “Four!” Only three more. Only three more. Another, left ass cheek. “Three!” The last two were up-strokes again, and they landed hard, one on either side of my butt. After I called out “One!” with nothing shy of total relief, the mustached man had put the paddle back on the little table where three other paddles already sat. I straightened up, and slowly pulled up the diamond briefs over my burning butt. The material felt cold, but it wasn’t soothing. I flinched a little, feeling every spot it touched my skin. “Two!” the strangled voice cried again, and I turned and watched the burly hairy bear swing at the other diamond boy’s but for the last time. The bear was definitely putting his strength behind the blow, and the sound was a loud crack in the smallish room. “One!” the boy said. The bear tossed the paddle on the table, and walked out. The other guy’s ass was bright red, and he leaned against the chair for a few more seconds than I had, then slowly leaned down to pull up his briefs. He took a deep breath, like he was working up the courage, and I walked out of the room before he was done. In the hall, the dealer approached me. “You have a second hand for this round. The others will be resting for a half-hour or so, but you’ll need to finish your second hand – built on the four of clubs – before the second round begins.” The idea of that second hand – let alone a whole other round – brought tears to my eyes again. I blinked. Okay. I could do this. I needed the money, and hey, I could take a nice long soothing bath when it was all over. For maybe a week. The dealer led me back into the main room, where, I saw, not all the men had gathered. The diamonds were gone, of course, but I was starting to realize that the deck of cards, split up among the men that had gathered, only meant that most of the men would be able to be picked twice. I was trying to distract myself from the pain in my ass and what I was heading into, but the math of it had just clicked. Six men for each suit – and if you took the diamonds out of it, since there was no way for me to draw a diamond – then those eighteen men could each have two cards each, and one of them would be able to have a third, assuming all the cards were used only the once. When I looked around the room, it made sense. The first turn, the diamonds had all just chosen a guy we liked – I’d gone for my photographer friend, who was a club. The next round, the clubs had come up on the wheel, and we’d all had a club come talk to us. I’d seen my photographer friend go off with someone – and now he wasn’t in the room. There were five clubs here, and he wasn’t one of them. That meant, if I was right, that another club had gotten the last – the thirteenth – club card, and he’d had his two turns already for the night. “As you know,” the host said, and I jumped, looking at the man in the spade athletic shorts with a start. “This lucky young man doubled down. So our usual half an hour respite will be his opportunity to play this second hand for the first round.” The men all looked at me from behind their masks, some smiling, some leering. I felt my face grow as warm as my butt. The host walked to the wheel. “Given the limitation, I think there’s time for two draws. Let’s settle that first so everyone else can enjoy a break. If you decide to hold after one card, we’ll just move on from there.” Then he spun the wheel. It spun, then stopped on the heart. “I believe five of you have already had one turn?” the host said. One heart nodded and stepped forward. He had a shaved head, a single silver hoop in one ear, and a smooth wide chest. If it hadn’t been for the mask and the lack of a white t-shirt, he could have been Mr. Clean’s twin. “I like my first time to be a blow job,” the man said, loud enough for everyone to hear, even though he’d moved closer to me. “Makes my second turn last longer. You like to swallow?” “Okay,” I said, admittedly relieved. The wheel spun again. Clubs this time. “Damn,” the host said. “Clubs are having all the luck tonight.” Most of the men in the room laughed, and I swallowed. There were only five men left in the wife-beaters and cotton pants marked with the club. The big burly bear was one of them, and I flashed back on how much he’d seemed to enjoy beating the other boy’s ass with the paddle. “You’ve all had a turn, no?” the host said, and the four men nodded. He turned back to me. “Close your eyes,” he said. “I’ll line them up, and you pick a number from one to five.” I closed my eyes, feeling my stomach clench and twist. I heard the men moving around. “Okay,” the host said. He sounded very amused. “Four,” I said, thinking of the card number I’d gotten twice already. When I opened my eyes, the black man with the big arms I’d seen get picked by the diamond before me in the first round was moving toward where I stood waiting with the Mr. Clean lookalike. “Listen,” he said, smiling. I realized he wasn’t talking to me, but to the man in hearts. “You want his mouth – and I don’t want to end up rushed, so how about I take his ass, and we all go play right off?” “Sure,” Mr. Clean said. I swallowed, and looked at the host, not sure what to do. “That’s fine by me,” the host said, a sly smile firmly in place. “And you can still choose not to draw the second card if you want to hold,” he said to me. I took a deep breath. “Okay,” I said. The two men led the way.

I like pissing inside asses. Especially if the bottom doesn't know it's coming. I let him think I'm just recovering after shooting my load and am reluctant to pull out lol. I fucking love it when the warmth starts to spread and they reaiize what's happening lol.