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Part 12 The footsteps stopped just outside of the stall door. “Hola, perra” a voice said outside the door. The voice has a thick accent and the only man I knew in the company with a thick accent was the Mexican janitor. He was friendly with virtually everyone, especially the executives. The general rule for all the junior personnel was if one crossed the janitor then one had crossed every executive. “I heard there was a new whore in the company,” he said. I just moaned in delight. I lusted after this man, his tan skin, his dark hair and thick dark mustache. He always wore a blue overalls, which framed his ass. The zipper was never all the way up, as it was permanently about half way down his chest, which exposed the forest of wild dark hair which covered his chest. I had long before noticed he also sported a thick long tube which was positioned down his right leg. Each time I saw his tube my cock twitched and my hole puckered. “You know you wand Hector’s salchicha” he said. I could hear him unzipping the overalls outside the door. “Got a big load of crema for you,” he said as the stall door creaked open and he stepped inside. I could see his work boats behind me and the legs of his coveralls. I wanted to see that dark bush, that big tube, its foreskin and his sac, but he moved too quickly of me to see, instead without introduction, he was rubbing his cock up and down my crack, his foreskin moving back and forth over his cock head as he did so. I moaned loudly as I heard him removing his overalls, dropping them to the floor about his ankles. His legs were massive, muscular and very veiny. They were covered in thick dark hair as well. I wanted to turn around and lick them. I wanted to explore his furry body. If his legs were this hairy I could only imagine how hairy his ass was and his crack. He slowly started to squat down, giving me more of a view of those legs. His cock came into view and I about shot my load all over. It was thick, very thick. It was at least a good nine inches long and the foreskin covered its head, hanging past a good inch. His crotch was covered in a thick black bush that went from hip to hip. “That’s one disease filled cono!” he remarked. I watched his hand slowly stroke his cock, pulling back the foreskin, exposing his head hidden inside, then covering it back up. My cock was drooling pre-cum as I watched, and so was his, or at least I thought. “Got a nice case of the morning drip for you hole.” He abruptly stood, ramming his cock into my hole. I yelped as he slid into me balls-deep, his thick cock stretching my hole open. “Heard you received a load to day with the deadliest catch and another with the pox,” he cheerfully commented. “Yes I did.” “Now I am going to give you the drip.” He pumped his cock in and out of my hole, his pendulous balls swinging, his hands gripping my hips as he rammed into my hole. I suddenly hear the outer door open, the restroom was filled with someone whistling. I could hear someone's foot steps moving closer to the stall door, as the whistling likewise got louder. Then I heard the squeak of the stall door opening as a voice I didn't recognize asked “Mind if I join you, Hector?” “Feel free. His hole at the other end is open.” The new man made his way between us and the divider. Once at the front, he stepped over the nasty old toilet, bringing his crotch right in front of my face. His hands, which were covered with white fur, slowly worked the zipper of his dress pants. I could hear the zipper sliding down and as he opened his fly, at which point I glimpsed some additional white hair. He reached inside and pulled his cock and balls out. Surrounded by the white, his cock began to twitch and grow, slowly it expanded to double the size it was soft, then it was almost triple in size. He lifted his cock and pointed it at my mouth. I eagerly opened my mouth and slide my lips over his cock head. He let out moan as my lips slid slowly down his shaft. I took a deep breathe through my nose and slid all the way down, pushing my nose in my side his zipper and into the wiry white crotch hairs. He grabbed the back of my head and pumped a couple times, letting me know he was in control, steadily fucking my ass with his big uncut cock. The skin moving as it slid in and out of my hole, felt amazing causing me to squeeze his cock with my hole. My hole was slick from the two loads that were in my ass. I wondered if I should tell Hector he was plowing his cock through cum with HIV and Syphilis. I was moving my mouth up and down the mature man’s cock. I could feel the spit coating it and then collecting at his balls. It soon was running down the man’s sac. He wasn’t much of a leaker of dick slime, but I was still enjoying his cock. Hector started to speed up his thrusts in and out of my hole, his cock thickening and hardening. “Hector’s about to load up that hole” the mature man announced. “Big load is churning in my balls, Señor!” I could feel his balls still swinging as he thrust in and out, my cock jumping as he slammed into me, slapping my stomach. I clamped down on his hole, squeezing my hole on his cock. “Oh shit, here it comes,” he yelled, slamming into my ass hard and deep, grunting and shaking as he emptied his balls into my hole. I could actually feel his legs shaking and rubbing against mine. In fact he held onto my body for dear life when, near the end of his orgasm, his legs started to buckle out of exhaustion. But all good things needed to end, so I wasn't surprised when, after he withdrew, Hector quickly pulled up his coveralls and headed out. “Have work to do, Sir, thank you for the little break.” “Anytime Hector, we wouldn’t run without you,” the mature man said. After Hector left through the outer restroom door, the mature man pulled his hard cock from my mouth. He slid down and sat on the toilet as he announced “Now that we are alone, my boy,” he said, “I want to have a little talk with you.”

Thanks for all the comments! I really do appreciate any feedback people give. Had more time to work on this update. Going to try and start shooting for a weekly update, but not sure how well I can achieve it with work. Hope you enjoy! -- PART 6: Stoking the Flames “Jake?!” Matthew said with a gasp, hand in hand with her. “Matthew,” I replied curtly, looking down at their hands before looking back in his face. I kept my face completely emotionless. “What…. what are you doing here?” he asked, first looking at her, then me, then their hands intertwined, “Um… Jess… sweetheart, do you mind going up without me I need to talk with Jake… alone…” Looking at me with a satisfied smirk, she turned and smiled at Matt, giving him a huge kiss on the cheek before releasing his hand. “Not a problem baby! I’ll see you upstairs! I’ll miss you bunches sweetie!!!” she replied, her fake saccharine sweet tone grating against my nerves like nails on a chalkboard, as she stepped into the elevator. I watched as she pressed the button for our…. now her floor. She looked at her nails as the doors slowly closed, looking up for only a second to glare at me menacingly. I turned my attention back to Matthew. “She's a real gem,” I said, my tone flat, as I shifted the box in my arms. “Look, Jake, I wanted to tell you but…” Matthew replied, his face bright red from embarrassment. “You’ve just been so busy, right?” I said, blinking slowly at him, suddenly very tired of his bullshit. “Or, let me guess, you forgot?” “No, Jake, baby…” he stammered before I cut him off. “Oh no…” I said, take a step towards him, letting the coldness flow through the tone of my voice, a wave of satisfaction hitting me as he reflexively took a step away from me, “I'm not your ‘baby' anymore Matthew. That new job title is ALL on little Ms. Jess.” “Please Jake, let me just explain…” “Explain what exactly? How you slept around behind my back? I think if I’m smart enough to get a medical degree, I can understand that one without having you explain it to me. You wanted to stick your dick into something new, and boy, you really made sure it was something new,” I smiled, knowing it probably was more like a sneer. Shifting the box to my other hip, I started walking towards Matthew again, “And you know, now that I see the both you together? You two make just a perfect couple. Don’t worry though babe, I’m not here to mess that up. I’m just here to get my things from OUR apartment,” I said, my cold tone and quiet demeanor slowly pushing Matt back against the wall behind him. “Honey, please… it’s not like…” “It’s not like that? Hmmm…. let’s look at it from my point of view. You see, if you wanted an open relationship, you could have come to me and I just might have been open to trying it. Hell, if you wanted to spice things up in the bedroom, I would have tried anything you wanted. A threesome? Sure, why not. Needed to see if you were straight? Not where I saw you going, but something I’d be willing to talk about.” “Wait… really?” he asked, a small glimmer hope in his eyes. “Oh yeah… Absolutely,” I said, with a smile and adding a bit of fake flair to my voice, putting my hand next to his head and leaning in close to his ear, “I really, truly would have. Because I loved you with all my heart and I would have done anything to keep you happy. And I do mean ANYTHING. Things that that girl you’re playing house with up there would lose her shit over babe. Depraved things you can’t even begin to imagine. The type of shit you’d only find in the deepest, darkest porn. I would have fulfilled your nastiest fucking fantasies, just to make you happy and keep us together. Our time apart has shown me some new things about myself you probably would have really liked. Nasty, perverted things the likes you’d never believe, baby.” I let out a soft sigh across his ear and ran my hand through his hair, knowing it was a major turn on for him, watching as what I did made him shiver and bite his lip. I smiled cruelly, knowing he was getting turned on, as I could feel the beginning of a hard-on form in his pants against my leg. I leaned in even closer, giving it a small lick and started to whisper into his ear. “But you fucked all that up the second you went behind my back. When you packed up my shit into those boxes. And when you gave away my things to that piece of trash. Now? Now we are nothing. You aren't my baby, my sweetheart, my love, or any o those false platitudes. You took all the love in my heart for you and threw it into the trash. I could literally not give any less of a shit what you do now. Sleep with whoever you want. Enjoy this thing with that piece of ass. I really, truly don’t care. We are done. Any hope you had of us ever getting back together ended when you packed me away like an unwanted toy.” I gave him a small kiss on the cheek. I stepped back and started walking away. “Jake,” Matthew said, his voice almost needy, “Please… Don’t… I love y…” I stopped and looked over my shoulder. “Oh, no. Don’t even try that one on me. We both know what a big lie that is, and that little boy lawyers like you will always say anything to get what they want when they know they can’t have it.” I watched as he cringed, my words hitting him in the gut as I allowed myself to let every hateful thought I felt about him flow out of my mind and into my mouth. Was it low? Was it the below the belt? Absolutely, and he deserved it. With a smile, I tilted my head and regarded him one last time. “Oh! Before I let you watch me walk out that door one last time, I just have one more thing to tell you,” I said, a smile on my face that I knew didn’t reach my eyes, “Get your bitch her own laptop. If you ever give my shit away to someone else, I will personally make sure to come into your house while you sleep at night and cut your balls off myself. And we both know I have the time, the knowledge, the easy access to the supplies and most definitely the support staff to back that up. Goodbye, Matthew.” I walked out the front doors of my former home, a sense of satisfaction restored at being able to end things with Matthew on my terms. Sometimes, being an evil, heartless bitch felt amazing. — I walked back up to Whitehorn’s with a few minutes to spare, thankful that Eric was still there and waiting. Opening the door, he held it open and gave me a huge smile. “Hey! Jake! Glad you made it back in time!” he said, smoking a new pipe this time, puffing the fragrant smoke in my face. I took a small breath in and had to admit, it smelled wonderful. Different from the cigar for sure, but amazing nonetheless. “Yeah, had a little issue at the old apartment I had to take care of, “ I said, setting my box on the counter and with a grateful sigh rolling my shoulders. “Sorry to hear that man,” he said, taking another puff with a frown on his face. “Oh, nothing major, just had a run-in with the ex and such,” I said, shrugging my shoulders, amazed at how much better I felt after telling Matt off. I turned my attention to the different pipes on display on the counter. “Oh…” he said, looking down at the slightly open box. “I guess you and she didn’t end on good terms?” he said, looking back up at me. “Her? No…. him…. my boyfr… my ex-boyfriend…” I said. “Oh I just assumed since…” he continued with a bit of confusion on his face. “Since?” I asked, not sure where he was going. Pointing down into the box, I looked down at what he was showing me and I let out a sigh. “I mean, pink and sparkly? I wouldn’t exactly call that masculine…” he said with a snort, before letting the smoke from his pipe pour out of his mouth and nose. “Yeah. I can see what you mean. That would be the handy work of my ex’s new girlfriend,” I said turning my attention to one of the displays as Eric continued to move around and straighten up things and turn lights off. “Damn. Traded you in on a girl? That’s fucking cold,” he said, giving me a look of pity. “Wanna talk about it?” I told him the entire story of my breakup, from walking in on Matthew to the satisfying breakup as he finished closing everything up, omitting only the sex parts. He said nothing as he worked except the few outraged replies and angered growls, just puffing at his pipe while letting me vent my entire story out. As I finished, he moved my purchase to the top of my box. “Wow,” he said, speechless for a moment, “Just. Wow. What a fucking douchebag. Fucker deserved everything you gave him. I mean fuck! If I had a smart and sexy guy like you, I’d never let your ass get out of my grip, much less leave our bed!” That one sentence got my immediate attention. “Oh… you’re…” I said, definitely sure now that he was not only flirting earlier but actually being toned down. “Gay as fuck? Shit rainbows and fart glitter? You bet,” he said with a smile as he took a deep puff. He let the smoke out with a large nose jet. “Shit rainbows and fart glitter? That’s a new one. I’ll have to remember that, “ I said, as I let out a small laugh, transfixed by the display of his smoking. “Feel free to use it,” Eric said, taking a few more puffs before reaching under the counter and grabbing a well-worn leather satchel, “Well, shop’s all closed up. Time to leave.” I followed him out the door as he set the alarm, before pulling out a set of keys from his bag. I stood there checking out his firm ass, as he turned around and locked doors. “Look, man,” he started, turning back around, pulling a lighter out of his pocket and bringing it up to the bowl of the pipe. He took a few puffs which make the bowl smoke even more. I watched with interest as he took a deep inhale that he nose jetted out, “This is probably pretty forward. I know you’re fresh out of a relationship. Same here. Not nearly the nasty breakup like yours, but still. If you ever want to meet up and chat, or take it up a notch and take me up on that pipe lesson offer, or even just hook up for a quick smoke fuck, hit me up. You’re one sexy piece of ass, and the fact you’re into smoking is a major plus in my book… And I’d definitely love to get us both puffing away naked sometime and find out how freaky you can get. If you’d be into that kind of thing.” I watched as he reached down, grabbing his cock through his pants and showed made his bulge more prominent. “I kinda have a feeling you are, though,” he said with a smile, taking another puff of the pipe. “You… I…” I spit out, unable to form a sentence at the sudden change in Eric’s attitude outside the shop. I would never have guessed this guy had a dark, kinky side. Though, I guess the same could be said of me. “I saw you checking me you earlier, sexy… getting hard as you saw me smoke,” he said with a wink, “and you’ve had me boned up all day thinking about you lighting up those thick stogies. Something tells me that you’ve been smoking them longer than you let on.” With that, he handed me his business card, and on the back was a telephone number. “That’s my cell. I don’t give it out to just anyone, so… Give me a call soon, stud?” he asked, rubbing his thumb on the back of my hand as I took the card from. “Um… sure!” I said, shocked but pleasantly surprised before blurting out, “Do you need mine?” “Text me and I’ll add you. Well, I gotta go meet up with a few friends tonight for a thing I promised to do with them. I want to see you again soon though,” Eric said, putting his hand on my shoulder and rubbed it with his thumb as he took a deep inhale on his pipe and then pulling it back out of his mouth. “Defini-“ I began to say when he mashed his lips against mine, shoving his tongue into my mouth and blowing his smoke into me. His hand held against the back of my head, holding me against him as I breathed it in, my cock instantly got hard. We stood there for several moments, kissing deeply as our tongues slid against each other. He stepped away, a grin on his face as I slowly exhaled, savoring the taste of his pipe smoke as the thick cloud poured out of my mouth and nose. “Just what I was hoping for. Later hot stuff,” he said, winking at me as placed the pipe in his mouth again and started walking towards the parking lot across the street. I stood there for a minute in a stupor, bringing my fingers to my lips as while watching him as he hopped into a small SUV and drove off, waving to me as he passed with his pipe dangling out of the side of his mouth, the only thing in my mind that I seriously needed to get a pipe or two. Finally snapping out of it, I blinked a few times and walked down the street towards my apartment. Almost to my building, I stopped, looking at the adult bookstore from the night before. I was horny and knew I was going to need to get some relief later at the glory holes. That’s when I realized it. Poppers and an ass plug. I definitely had enjoyed using the poppers every time I had access to them. And as for the plug, with the amount of cum I would hopefully take up my ass very soon, I knew I would need something substantial to keep them trapped inside. My ass ached to be flooded, and I wanted to take all my hard earned prizes home. Walking in, I looked back to the back towards the video booths counter, hoping that Kyle would be there to ask for help. Sadly, instead, there was a small twink guy with bright blue hair, texting away on his phone looking bored. Disappointed, I went to where I saw the poppers before, and after a while found a bottle that looked similar to the ones Kyle had shoved under my nose. The bottle proudly displayed ‘Super Rush’. Next, I walked over to the butt plug and my mind nearly shut down at all the choices. They came in sizes big and small. They could be made of glass, metal, rubber, silicon. Inflating, vibrating, cellular connected. Tails, cock rings, even jeweled. I shuddered at the last one. After the horror that my laptop had become, I could never look at rhinestones and fake crystals the same way again. And then, I saw it. The box called it a jock style plug, and it spoke to me with how it looked like a giant cock, but still, would work like a normal plug. Plus, it came in a two pack, so if one was too big, I could go with a smaller one. Going up to the counter, I paid for the items and threw them into the bag with the cigar supplies. Satisfied, I walked back out and realized as my stomach growled that I had no groceries. Thankfully, on my previous adventures in the neighborhood, I had discovered a decent grocery store, and so I walked across the street to it. A quick run through the aisles and I had a few TV dinners and a couple other staples to last me until I could make a full run to the store the next day. Laden down with both the box and my grocery bags, I walked back and entered my building. With a small lift of my fingers in a wave to Amal, who was talking on the phone, I then proceeded to call the elevator. While I waited, I shuffled the things in my hands and pulled out my phone. Flipping through the numbers, I sent a text message to Kyle: Hey, it’s Jake from last night. If I were to go to the video booths, what time should I go?? I watched as the message sent, and got into the elevator. Looking at my watch, it proudly displayed 6:45 pm. The doors opened, and I looked at my door which caused me to let out a slight curse. Maintenance In Progress, Please Come In Well, I sighed to myself, looks like I’ll have to wait until they are done to try out the purchases. With a groan, I opened the door, and walked in, setting down everything. “Hello?” I called out loud, looking for the maintenance man. “Sorry, in here,” I heard a muffled voice say, coming from the utility closet. Something about it sounded familiar, but I couldn't place it. A ding from my phone interrupted my train of thought on where I knew the voice. As I read the reply from Kyle: Depends. y? Me: Well… it’s been a day. And I need to get rid of some stress. Was hoping to have fun like last night. Picked up some poppers and a few cigars. Have a few with your name on them as a thank you. Kyle: fuck! not there tonight, but you tell benny the twink at the front i said you can go in on the friend discount. have to get you to come by a different time so we can enjoy the gars in style fucker Kyle: 2 answer the other ? tho i would say if u want loads dripping out ur cunt like the fuckin slut u are, go after 10 tonight Me: Seriously? Thx! Me: Wait… Slut? I've only ever been there once! lol Kyle: and u were a hot nasty cumdump pig. loved seeing that latin fukkers load drip out ur pussy and watching you take my prick and inhale my fuckin gar man. you have a great hole btw. so tight n made to suck out jizz. wish i was there to watch you get filled with cocksnot til u drip. Kyle: so wanna feed your lungs a few reds and sum more gar smoke, then when ur high on smoke, fuck you up on poppers n get u 2 back your hole up on some nice anon raw dick Kyle: have 2 also get u 2 the bathhouse sometime too. u wood be real popular there. maybe give u the grand tour and have a few buds give you some extra special loads. i know theyd love to take a long hard ride in your ass before filling up ur cunt w their hot swimmers Me: Might just do that. All of that sounds pretty fucking hot actually lol Kyle: just let benny know ur looking to be a cum dumpster 2nite. he’ll send em ur way. btw, he says some preppy guy that fit what i said you look like just came in and bought a nice fuckin set of ass plugs and sum high power poppers. that u? Me: Yeah… I tried to find the kind of poppers you used. And I bought a set of butt plugs that looked really hot. Kyle: hot damn fucker. please tell me its for the loads tonight? u gonna fill up ur hole and let em marinate all night? Me: Maybe…? Kyle: fuck!!! making me wish i was there to help you trap all that ass grease into your cum pit. gonna make you smoke so much more next time we fuck together now i know ur a smoke pig. would love to watch you smoke some reds. watch em dangle from your lips. maybe even give u my piss. Me: Never tried them or piss, but I’m game for both. Kyle: fuckin nice bud! so hot that you are turning into a nasty breeding piggy. never would have pegged u 4 one, but fuckin love it. use booth #8 bro. small enough you can get it from both end anon. hungry pig like you needs it anyway he can. cant wait to fuck your dripping boy pussy again and add my wad. gtg tho Me: ok. ttyl Shit, I have to kill a few hours, I thought to myself. My cock throbbed at the thoughts of what might go on tonight, and I felt antsy, wishing I could start sooner. Maybe I could smoke one of the cigars and get high on the poppers, then work the smaller plug inside me. But first, I’d have to wait for the maintenance guy to leave. Resigned, I unloaded my groceries as I turned my attention back to the voice in the closet. “Oh, sorry. Um… important work text I had to answer. Just didn’t want to startle you when I walked in,” I called out, suddenly realizing I had never replied back to the maintenance worker. Taking my box from the old apartment into my room, I placed it on the ground next to the dresser and made the bed, which I had forgotten to do the night before, picking up a few clothes and putting them into a pile before I reached down and grabbed my used underwear from the night before. Looking at the doorway, I briefly took a quick sniff of the dirty garments, enjoying the smell of dried cum before throwing them in the pile. Grabbing the cigars and supplies, I walked back out and nearly dropped the bag as I was confronted by someone I definitely didn't expect to see. “Holy shit…” I said, slowly, walking up to the kitchen counter, ”Jackson?” Standing in front of me was the man who had introduced me to smoke sex and barebacking. He gave me a slight look of shock as he realized instantly who I was. “Shit! Jake, right?” he said, wiping the sweat from his brow, clearly out of breath. “Yeah, um… why are you…” I began, my nervous habit kicking in again as I began to scratch the back of my neck. Without speaking, he pointed to his shirt, clearly labeled “Maintenance.” Turning back to the new washer and dryer now sitting in the utility closet, he pressed the start button on both, smiling as both started up perfectly. Shutting both off again, he turned his attention back to me. “How have you been? I mean, good I’d guess. Got a new place obviously!” he said, smiling and he went over to and washed his hands before drying them on his shirt, “But things have been going better since I last saw you I hope?” “Yeah, um… Things are better for sure. I just moved in yesterday,” I said, unable to stop staring at him. He looked almost unrecognizable in the polo shirt and lack of prominent piercings, “Why are you working here though? I mean, I thought you did construction work…” “Oh yeah. I still do,” he said, before opening the cabinets to pull out a glass. “Hey, do you mind if I get some water? Been standing on my head for an hour and these polos don't breath at all.” “Sure…” I said, waiting for an answer. I watched as he filled the glass and gulped it down. Setting it in the sink, he turned around and fanned his shirt as he continued. “Little brother is the property manager. He started on a few months back, and his team lost several of the maintenance crew. Few of them to another building and the rest had to be fired. He asked if I could fill in,” he said, as I nodded, checking him out. If anything, he looked even hotter than before, “I love my little bro, and he was in a pretty rough patch. Between that and the cooler weather cutting down on my work, I said sure. So, steady income and benefits until I want to leave. Also get better hours than on my own. In fact, you’re the last job of the day and I get to go home.” “Oh, cool,” I said, feeling my cock harden at the memory of his cock, now a prominent bulge in his pants, filling my ass. “How about you?” he asked, apparently enjoying the fact I couldn't stop staring. “Not much I guess…” I said, trailing off, slightly embarrassed as he made his way over to me before grabbing the bag in my hand. “Damn!” he exclaimed, looking at the name on the side of the bag, “Looks like someone has good taste.” I blushed as he gave me a huge smile. “I, uh… yeah…” I said, muttering slightly trying to come up with something to say, “Kinda have you to blame.” “Shit! Really?” he said, peeking inside of the bag as he sat it on the counter, “How is that?” “You got me really turned on to cigars that night… well, among other things…” I said, still slightly embarrassed. “Double fucking damn!” he said, smiling and rubbing his crotch, an evil grin on his face, “Don’t mean to intrude but… mind if we fire up few of these fuckers? Been dying for a smoke all day, and I’m now officially off the clock. And,” he said, reaching in and pulling out the bottle of poppers as well as the butt plugs, “It looks like you came prepared to play hard, boy. I seem to remember that you owe me a few cigars from the other night.” With a huge grin, he walked over to counter next to me and set the bag down before reaching into the bag and pulling out two of the large Asylums I had purchased. Unwrapping them from their cellophane, he ran one under his nose, inhaling deeply, before reaching over and setting the bottle of poppers in front of me. Next, he opened the butt plugs and taking the smaller one, licked the bottom and shoved it onto the side of the cabinets, where it stuck firmly. “You’re gonna need these poppers with the hard fuck I’m gonna give your tight hole, boy,” he said before he reached down to grab my dick through my pants, “And when I’m done, I’m gonna trap my loads deep inside your cunt.” I put my forehead against his chest, breathing in his sweaty, manly scent, mixed with the faint smell of cigar smoke. I moaned in pleasure. “In the mood for some fun then?” he growled, squeezing my cock, “Want to take a few loads to keep that hole warm all night and let me really fuck those lungs of yours?” Immediately my cock strained even harder in my pants, the thought of having a repeat of that first night made my hole ache to be stretched and filled, and my lungs hungered for the smoke. Slowly, I began to nod.

Safe Sex Only Advertisement (Part 2) ** Please remember to ‘like’ the story if you enjoyed it. Feel free to comment or to contact me via mail. Thx. ** We accompanied Brian almost like bodyguards. Oliver held Brian by his nape, massaging the twink like an old buddy would, but in the end he was just giving him direction to our destination. Mark was feeling the boy’s ass up and looked at us, mimicking the word ‘slut’ But at the last corner, Brian took a sudden halt. “What’s wrong? Why are we stopping?” Morton asked. “I…. I don’t know…. maybe I should think about it” With an absent minded glance Brian looked around and didn’t fail to perceive the prominent bulges at the front of our jeans. “I am a bit scared….” “Hey, hey… I understand that. I mean if we do great things, we often have doubts… but come on, it must be your fate…. You are such a good guy, sharing your whole concept to better the world and the gay community….” I tried to distract Brian’s concerns. “Imagine… your face on the screen in erotic cinemas all over Europe… with your reference to the risk of unsafe sex…. and the Millions of gay teens who will look up to you and say: ‘I don’t want to become such a slut as Brian’” I continued. “But you guys seem to be so much ‘bigger’ than my boyfriend’s…. cock…. and I never had anyone else in my ass.” “That’s awesome… and shows again how precious you are, to share your body with our cocks. You see we have the same goal. We just want to get into you too…for ‘our’ project and the good cause.” My mates had to concentrate not to laugh out loud. “Look – the hotel is right across the street. Are you still on your mission to rescue the world, or do you bail out now? Brian straightened himself up and without any help started walking towards the hotel entrance. We fist-bumped each other with an evil grin and followed Brian closely. This hotel was renting out rooms per hour, if you know what I mean. At the reception we encouraged Brian to ask for a room. It made the whole thing so perverted, him asking about a place where we could corrupt him. My friends and I would share the rent for the couple of hours of course. Brian would be a cheap slut, abused in a cheap room. Once we’ve reached our space, Brian sat down on a couch immediately. Obviously he was still a bit tensed and feared to be near the bed. “Now… that we are here, we could talk about the procedure. Our clients in Europe have some clear ideas about the commercial.” I reopened the charade. Brian nodded to my suggestion. The other guys were sitting on the bed or standing nearby, simply pressing their lumps. It was me, taking the role of the director and so I told Brian we should start taking a few pictures of the crew. This had to be arranged and so I told the guys to stand in the middle of the room, right in front of the bed. The bed linen looked stained. On the mattress was not a sheet at all. Just the plain mattress and it was quite disgusting. There were several dried stains of cum and piss and who knows what stuff. Brian had to kneel in front of the tall guys, which made him look even smaller than he was. “You keep serious faces guys – and look down to our little hero. Brian, start smiling into the cam. That’s nice…very nice.” Being in such a kneeling position, the brat was surrounded by several big junks. Now I started with some close-ups of Brian’s angelic face, and this way the bulges next to him seemed even more impressive. “Move closer together guys. Let Brian touch your baskets now.” I ordered. No doubt, my friend’s cocks started tingling. “Do we really need this?” Brian sighed. “Of course – we need to send some pictures in. I thought everyone would know the business?” I barked. “Oh, sorry…. I guess I forgot” he replied timidly. “Don’t worry about it. Now reach out for the guys junk and massage them a little bit. That’s nice…. yeah…. show some respect to the guys and turn your head to the left now. Stick your tongue out and lick the bulge next to you. Perfect!” After this ordeal, we felt Brian’s extreme tension. Although he smiled at us, it looked more like a cramp to his face. On my sign we moved closer to the boy and started doing business - talk. The boy tried to get up, but he was pushed back to his knees several times by different hands. Because of us, he was totally surrounded by legs and crotches. In the meanwhile I ordered him to open our jeans one by one. Our belts and the highest button of the pants should remain closed. All the other buttons downwards should be opened. And if he was finished with that, he was allowed to fish our dicks out of opening. This way he could make the first contact to our POZ cocks. He didn’t have to suck us, just to free our cocks. At least this announcement calmed him down a bit. After he managed the tasks successfully, he stopped immediately his actions and waited for further instructions. His hands rested on his thighs, but he couldn’t stop gazing at the big, fat dicks that swung above his head. They were already leaking and some of the drops were hitting him on his face or head. The guys agreed to do some more of the group photos, but this time thick and long cocks were sticking out proudly close to Brian’s face. You could see the terror in his eyes rising when we asked him to jerk two cocks off slowly, while French-kissing the glans of the others. He was free to decide which one he wanted to lick, but we made sure, that his tongue had to touch every dick at least once. We told him, it had to be fair to all of us. In order to prepare his speech, he got 10 minutes time and then the recording would start. Brian wasn’t experienced enough and too excited and so we helped him, writing down some lines for him. When this was accomplished he got told to get into position and work on the guys. There he was, beautiful Brian kneeling in this cheap room and licking a glans, while jerking two others off, then he turned his head to the mobile cam and said: “Hello! My name is Brian and I am 18 years old. *smiles to the cam* This is an awareness advertisement to battle against HIV and AIDS. *flickers his tongue against another penis, who is offered to his mouth* We want to show you today the kind of sex, which should be avoided if possible, because it is way too dangerous: Bareback Sex! *licks another dickhead* These friends of mine will help me to visualize the dangerous acts, which you should not practice in future. We are all negative. Please try to stay the same…. “ “CUT CUT CUT!” my voice boomed above Brian’s head. “I told you – if we want to reach the people, they need to think there is danger ahead. Get it in your head!” with that I grabbed some of his hair and shook his head, with every word I said. “But then the video tomorrow would make no sense, if the people think, you are all POZ and next day we shoot a video with condoms on…” Brian argued. “Listen… you are just at the receiving end. I got my orders from my bosses and know exactly what to do. Tomorrow we will solve the mystery to the audience and sending them the message – with condoms a fate like yours today, could have been avoided. Got it?” “Uhm… alright” the lad sniffed but his face expressed that he wasn’t really convinced. The problem was, now that he was here in this room with all these macho men, he wasn’t so brave and cocky anymore. “So… now from the beginning… and ACTION!” “Hello! My name is Brian and I am 18 years old. *doesn’t look so happy anymore* This is an awareness advertisement to battle against HIV and AIDS and other sexual transmitted diseases. *I roll my eyes* *a friend of mine shoves almost his whole cock into the lad to shut him up* *Brian is visibly stressed and chokes on the invading dick* We will show you some sexual acts, which should be avoided if possible. Bareback Sex! *looks up to my mates and me* These friends of mine will help me to visualize those dangerous acts. I am negative and they are POZ. Please – do not try this at home…. and now…. Enjoy.” I raised the cam and all of us (except me – since I was filming the scene) could be seen, with naked upper bodies. We were all quite in good shape. Every one of us had a biohazard tattoo, resplendent on the left chest. When we started corrupting twinks, we all agreed this should be our distinctive trademark. It was fun, if a guy like Brian didn’t even know the meaning of the tattoo and probably admired the work of art. But it was even more fun if you are already fucking a boy and he recognizes the tattoo and gets frantic. It drives you over the edge, when the boy realizes he will get seeded by a POZ cock. We stopped the recording and applauded Brian. That was nicely done now. “Scorpion?” the twink asked shyly. “You wanted to tell me, how much I could earn here, doing this clip” Was it possible, that young Brian here was in some sort of financial distress? “Well our contract has three possible paragraphs about payment. The first one is – you will get paid for the actual clip. This ranges from 200 to 500 Dollars. Our bosses like to apply that paragraph because we work for several days mostly; everything else could be too expensive to the company. Then there is the second possibility to be paid for activity. The more you are willing to do, the more money you get. But this could take quite long, because the actor has the right to stop the production if he is feeling uneasy. Everything has to be repeated then – over and over again. You could earn between 500 and 800 Dollars at best per commercial. And the last option is almost never used, because our bosses would lose way too much money. So theoretically it could be chosen, but it is most unlikely.” “And what is that?” Brian asked. “Well – you get paid for received cum-shots. This means, if a guy shoots his cum up your ass, or down your throat or it simply splashes it on your skin, you get paid 900 Dollars per cumshot. The bad thing is – no interruption is allowed. No code word. No nothing.” “You are five guys. Will you all cum in me?” “Well – uhm, I guess so. In every scene several guys will replay the scene. This way we will get the best results, when editing the clip. So it is highly possible, that all five of us will fuck you sooner or later. “I mean… are you all going to get into my body at once?” he shivered. We laughed loudly. “You don’t have enough holes. But to be honest – we wouldn’t do that. We are working here on a serious project. This is not a cheap gangbang porn. It wouldn’t make sense to annihilate you. I guess three guys will work on your body. Four at most! Don’t forget – one or two guys will record the whole stuff all the time. It will be a blast, I can feel it!” “Think about it – sometimes it might really hurt you, because we have big cocks, but if you chose the second version, we would stop fucking you if you say the word. Our dicks would most likely stay in your hole until you say we could continue. I think this might be really cruel also and will hurt you even more. If you chose the third possibility, you will definitely feel the pain. But I promise you, if the pain is unbearable for you, just express yourself and we will fuck you even harder. This way, we will cum sooner and all the pain will stop eventually. It is your choice” with that I finished my specification. Brian was torn inside. It took him a couple of minutes to make his decision. “I would like to choose the third possibility…” he whispered back. In that very second he looked only at our cocks, hoping it wouldn’t hurt so much, but he should have looked into our cold eyes. We would show no mercy to him. We wanted to make it hurt as much as possible and to rip his ass open, while fucking our toxic cum into him. “This is a verbal contract then. If you break this contract our company is able to sue you for 500.000 Dollars.” I explained to him finally. There was an audible gulping. “That won’t happen. Just don’t be too hard on me. Remember your promise – it should be only an intimation of sex anyway. If all of you guys fuck me at least one time, I will get… erm… over three thousand Dollars I think.” We all grinned evilly. “That’s the right attitude. And if whores can open up their holes for 20 johns or more… hey, I bet you can beat that!” I grinned and ordered him to suck my throbbing dick for a minute. In the end the boy was nothing more than a filthy, fucking, stupid bitch. And before the night would end, he would be a filthy, fucking, stupid, POZZED bitch!

Yes, you feel a great difference between bare and condom. Most notable is you don't need as much lube, plus when you are being bred in a group setting, after the first couple guys nut inside you, you don't need any artificial lube the rest of the night. Speaking of nutting, the other great plus for the bottom is the psychological high of knowing a fellow male has just hosed your fuck tunnel down with his warm male essence. Being able to receive something so intimate and personal form another guy or guys is a huge mental rush, plus it feels great when you've had mutiple partners breeding you and the cum is leaking out of you even as more guys are fucking you and it makes your thighs and nutsack slick with nut juice.

Jason's eyes glazed over in the back of the car as Dean drove through London working his way through various boroughs. Buildings and landmarks all seemed to blur into one as Jason's high slowly began to peak. Dean was watching him through the rear view mirror, enjoying seeing this boy unconsciously rub himself, tweaking his nipples and tenderly rubbing a huge mound in his trackies. Timing things just right, as Jason slowly began to come down, Dean pulled his car up by the tower block where he lived. The area was rough to say the least. Broken glass and blood splatters marked the concrete floors for recent fights, there was a burnt out husk of a vehicle long since extinguished and a constant buzz of shouts, cries and moans from open windows stretching sky high. It wasn't the nicest of palaces, but here Dean was King. Opening the car door, Dean helped Jason out and walked him over to the tower block entrance. Jason looked down in a dazed sense of confusion as his bare feet scuffed along the path treading on broken glass and filth. His slowly blackening feet continued to shuffle forward as Dean held the door open and ushered him in bringing him into a small metal elevator. The doors screeched shut as Jason stood in front of Dean's powerful body in the tight space. Jason could feel the heat from Dean's chest on his face. He could feel the slow warm exhale of his breath leaving his nose. He slowly looked up and found Dean looking down at him with a big smile. Dean's hand came up and stroked the back of Jason's head. “Not far now little Rabbit”. The elevator doors opened and Dean encouraged Jason down the hall way. He looked around through the open door ways. The building seemed to be falling apart. Wallpaper was peeling itself off the walls, most of the carpet was long gone, torn or ripped away. There were holes punched through the walls, and lights flickering from surges of poorly maintained electric wiring. Jason could see numerous bodies laying around inside rooms. Their naked skeletal bodies laying on threadbare mattresses as they groaned and drooled looking this world into some far distant place. “Don't mind them Rabbit, we all choose the path we walk” said Dean as they continued down the hall until Dean pulled out his keys and opened a dark black door with the initials D.K in gold. The contrast struck Jason immediately as he entered Deans place. Inside was bright, spacious and screamed money, despite the poverty they had walked through to reach here. High end electronics dotted around the open space apartment and in the centre of this space was a group of sofas around a huge widescreen TV. “Jayden! Malik! Come here and meet the rabbit” Dean shouted as he lead Jason to the large sofa and encouraged him to sit and relax, “Here, let me fix you a drink”. Jason's high was continuing to fade as he looked down and realised his feet were cut and sore. He couldn't remember where his shoes were or how he had gotten there. But as Dean began walking back to the sofa he was followed by two stunning men; Jayden and Malik. Dean laughed to himself as he watched Jason comically rub his eyes to check himself. Jayden and Malik were identical twins each standing 6'3, naturally smooth chests which were on display. The pair had been working out the back and had a slight glisten to their dark black bodies, nipples hard, chiseled abs and a painful V cutting down under their low baggy jeans clearly showing no underwear being worn. Each sat down either side of Jason squeezing in close and Dean took a chair in front of Jason and passed him over the G laced coke. “How you been Rabbit, looks like you've been having a tough few weeks from the looks of you” Jason fought to hold back tears as he tried to figure out himself where to start “Shit man, yeah erm. I haven't seen you since, that night” “Yeah last I saw you I had put you into a taxi after your night down the Pig Palace, you sure had one hot night, was watching you go on the camera” “What? Camera? What do you mean? You saw that and didn't stop it?” “What do you mean stop it, you were having a great time and got so much attention, I figured a gay boy like you would have loved that shit, you got proper nasty” Dean turned to Jayden and Malik “Boys you should have seen the sick shit this little rabbit got up to that night.” “Stop just stop!” Jason shouted. “I'm not.... I'm not fucking queer. Everything is turning to shit, everything”. Tears began to fill his eyes as more pieces of the night began to come back. Being drugged, injected, fucked, fisted. He got flashes of old men, of a cracked out twink, a scabby sore riddled hole sliding up and down his dick, the homeless man... He burst. Everything in him shattered and he wept. “Oh baby, baby, baby. You poor little rabbit. I had no idea you were so upset by it all” Dean said as he leaned forward and wrapped his hand around Jason's thigh giving it a squeeze and slow rub. Both Jayden and Malik wrapped and an arm around Jason supporting the young lad as his world fell away from him. “Baby you were so hot and hard that night, you were moaning and begging for it. I had no idea you didn't want it. We saw how much you seemed to love it. Being the centre of attention, had I known. Oh Rabbit I feel awful”. Jason continued to blubber and began to explain about the doctors. That he had caught a bunch of infections from that night. He reached into his picket and threw his pills onto the floor. And leaned in Malik and sobbed. Malik brought his hand up and began rubbing Jason's hair sneering at his brother for missing out on having this beautiful dirty pig sobbing into his chest. “Listen Rabbit dont you worry about a thing. These pills, these will make you better if the Doc says so. And listen, I've got the perfect thing here to calm you down. You're with friends here yeah”. Dean pulled a chest over to him and pulled out a glass pipe and a huge back of crystal. He fished out a big chunk and began heating it up in the bowl. He took a big long drag and leaned back passing it to Jayden as Jason looked on. “This is good shit rabbit, you are going to calm down and things are going to be a lot better believe me” Dean said blowing a huge Tina cloud up around them. Jayden lit the bowl and brought the pipe to Jasons lips. It tasted both burnt and sweet as he sucked and inhaled the thick white smoke, before spluttering and coughing it out straight away. The three men laughed at him and Jayden held it back to his lips. “Come on little one, you can do this properly”. Jason tried again, another big suck before coughing and spluttering again amongst more laughter. “Here let me help” said Malik as he leaned across Jason, rubbing his sweating smooth chest across Jasons face, allowing his brother to hold the pipe to his lips taking a big deep drag. Holding the smoke inside him, Malik gently took the ever rising Jasons face towards him and planted his big thick lips on Jasons. Using his tongue, Malik slowly opened Jasons mouth drawing him to respond in kind as he had a deep passionate kiss while Malik shotgunned the crystal smoke deep into Jasons willing lungs. Jason broke the kiss and laid back “Fuck, fuck man.... wow that was hot”. “my turn now” said Jayden as he took a big drag and immediately pounced onto Jason, locking lips and caressing his body with his strong hand and he shotgunned another cloud into Jason's body. Jason laid back eyes bulging at the events. “Now rabbit sounds like you need your medication” and Jason just watched as Dean's large hand appeared with a handful of pills which he tipped into Jasons mouth and the rest of Jasons G lined coke. Dean then pushed Jason's legs apart as he moved closer and also began to snake his tongue into his little Rabbit's mouth, feeling around, tasting this sweet young flesh. “Fuck” Jason whispered as he leaned back. “Fuck this is just. What the fuck is happening”. “Sssssssssssh” whispered Malik into his ear, just relax. Malik then with his brother began slowly removing Jason's top revealing his smooth bright white skin underneath. His little nipples and slim body looked child like against these big brutish black men, although Jason wished he had been cleaned up from the doctors as he could still see discoloured streaks over himself, as if someone had wiped themselves clean on him. Dean began slowly pulling down Jasons trackies to reveal his huge bloated and engorged cock and balls. The mass was still a twisted bruised shape after having been filled with two litres of saline and, unknown to Jason, two forced injections of caverject. “Oh poor baby look at that” Jayden muttered as he leaned in close, tenderly stroking the mass. “Does this hurt baby?” Jayden questioned as he opened his mouth and his thick tongue began to slowly lick down the mass towards the throbbing red slit hiding his gland deep inside. Jason just moaned in response, lost in the various crashing waves of stimulation. “Malik dont just sit there, play with the rabbits nipples, he likes that a lot” commanded Dean as he finished stripping Jason, taking a moment to stand and drop his own trousers and pants to the floor. Jason stared up as this huge brute as he removed he ripped open his shirt revealing a huge muscled body that put the men beside him to shame. As Jasons eyes worked their way down he saw an impossible sight. Dean's erect cock stood proudly up thicker than a beer can and twice as long, twinkling as it pumped precum out onto the floor at a ridiculous rate. Dean took two fingers and caught some of the juice bringing them to Jasons lips, he groaned in pain as his dick responded and throbbed in response. Dean lowered himself to the floor, lifting Jasons legs apart encouraging both Jayden and Malike to sit aside holding them open. They did so dutifully each taking a nipple continuing to tweak and pinch them in unison. Jason looked at Dean through a chemical euphoria as he smiled own at him caressing hisbody with those big strong black hands. “Tell me you want this rabbit. Tell me you are ready for my big black aids dick”. “Fuck yes” Jason muttered. Dean raised his hand and slapped the mass of meat that was once Jasons functioning cock causing him to scream out in pain, held in place by the twins. “No rabbit thats not good enough. I am your master and you will address me as such. Do you understand?” Jason frantically nodded “yes yes yes, sorry yes” Dean's hand again slapped down on the twisted mess of meat causing Jason to squeal again. “YES MASTER YES I understand I'm sorry!!!” “Good Rabbit, a quick learner” Dean stroked Jasons face and leaned forward giving the shaking boy a deep kiss. “Now again Rabbit I ask you, are you ready for my big black aids dick” “Yes master I am” Jason said “What do you want Rabbit?” “I want your big black dick master” The twins continued to stroke Jasons body, tweaking his nipples and causing sexual energy to course through his body “What do you want Rabbit?” “I want your big black aids dick master” The energy continued to build as each twin increased their pressure, twisting the nipples making Jason bite his lip as the pleasure built and built “What do you want Rabbit?” “Please Master, give me your big black aids dick” The pressure increased as Dean began to rub his wet fat dick head across Jasons puffy hole, still loose from his examination but not loose enough for this giant cock. “What do you want Rabbit?” “Please Master! Please I need your black aids dick” “What do you want Rabbit?” “Please master please!” The pressure continued to rise “Please master!” Dean continued to rub his cock head around the hole “Please fuck me master!” The twins were drawing blood from digging into Jason's nipples. “PLEASE MASTER I NEED YOUR AIDS!” Jason screamed “Done” Dean said as he gave one almighty shove ripping Jasons damaged pig cunt apart as he buried his 12 inch cock mass balls deep at the same instant that the twins let go of Jasons nipples. White light shattered Jason's vision as pain and pleasure became one, impaled on his saviour in the arms of his three lovers, drifting away into empty white space. “This little rabbit is going to be a bleeder”.

This happened years ago. I had gone out find a hole to fuck and breed. Yep. Plain and simple. There were several men out that weekend. But I just could not land one. As the night wore on, there he was, on the margins, always looking my way. Nice enough looking: late 30's, average height, a little heavy, cute, a bit reserved. But I saw something in his eyes...a hunger for cock. For cum. For more than he had experienced before. My testosterone levels must have been through the roof. Because soon enough, we were at his apartment, naked. He, servicing my hard cock. Me using his throat. Holding the back of his head down on me. Using him for my pleasure. And him enjoying every bit of it. His stubby dick, which I refused to let him touch...at least not yet...dripping for release. I made it damn clear I was POZ, that I was gonna fuck him bareback and that I would NOT pull out. I could see desire and apprehension in his face. But I've learned how to heighten the first while leveraging the latter. I knew he was enjoying the idea of danger. Intoxicating. So I upped the ante with rough, POZ talk. After a good bit of foreplay, I had him on his side, me behind him. Holding him tightly to me as I grunted breathy, filthy words into his ear. Telling him not to worry, how he shouldn't deny himself anymore. My very hard cock grinding at his back door. He was breathless, speechless with excitement. The key to a good fuck is to fuck the bottoms mind first. I made him say he wanted my cock in him. That he wanted me raw. Then I distracted him; I made him refer to his hole as a pussy. As a cunt, made for cock and seed. I had him beg me to fuck his pussy. My hard cock kept knocking insistently at his hole. I told him how I knew what he needed. That I could the hunger in his eyes, a hunger he had denied himself feeding his whole life. I told him that I would give him what he needed, what he craved...but first I would some lube. I felt him attempt to move towards the bottle on the nightstand. I did not allow it. "No, no." I guided his hand to his stubby dick. "Jack yourself off", I ordered. He complied. "Good boy. That's it...Now, you had better cum big...and do you know why?" He was unable to respond, for he was jacking furiously in anticipation of what I was about to say. "Because I'm gonna use your own cum for lube. You want that don't you?" Again, no reply - his breath growing more shallow, more rapid. I was drunk with power. He was under me complete control. And when he was just about to do so, I ordered him to, "CUM NOW!" He came as ordered. "You're gonna want to catch every drop, boy." I sneered as he came into his hand. His whole body convulsing. I released him just enough for him to move him cummy hand to his fuckhole. He shamelessly slathered himself and my cock with his own seed. "Thats right..lube up that pussy for me." The whole room smelled of cum. I pulled him even tighter towards me as my now urgently hard cock penetrated him in one long thrust. He yelped. "Is this what you wanted?" No reply. Just his gasps. "IS THIS WHAT YOU WANTED?!" I barked. "YES!!", he cried. "My raw, POZ cock in your worthless cunt?!". He was shaking by this point. I could see him trying to form words. "Answer me.", I insisted. "Yes...yes...", he whispered. So I got my fuck on. Oh yeah, I. Got. My. Fuck. On. And I pounded his hole with one arm around still wrapped tightly his chest and the other around his neck. There is something oddly satisfying about watching a man struggle to breathe while I fuck him. There's a moment when you can see the desire for mix with panic. You can sense it like a presence in the room. If you've ever experienced it, you know. "Tell me what you want.", I said. No reply. "Say it....say it.", I persisted while longdicking him . "Oh god...OH GOD" he cried. I laughed and sneered, "Oh no, fuckhole...god can't help you now. That time has cum and gone....funny thing is...in a couple of minutes, I'm gonna do the same. I'm gonna cum..and then I'm gonna go. But first, I need to hear you ask for it." He was barely holding together now. "Say it.", I insisted as I intensified my pounding. He started to mumble words. "SAY IT!" I commanded - barely able to forestall myself from cumming. "OH, FUCK...OH FUCK! PLEASE, BREED ME! GIVE ME YOUR DIRTY SEED! PAINT MY GUTS! I NEED IT! POZ ME!!!" He bellowed. That was when the flood gates opened and two weeks of charged seed filled his boypussy. I howled with release as I churned my sick cream into him. That satisfying cumsloppy fucksound I do so enjoy filled the room. I stayed in him as long as I could, grinding my toxic load into him. He whimpered as my softening cock slimed out of his oozing cunt. Only then did I release my hold on him. When I was done. And he lay there panting...used in the way I wanted to use him. I got up, wiped off, and dressed. All the while, he lay there panting. The realization of what had happened just starting to dawn on him. I stood there a moment, taking in the sight of this piece of meat I had used. A bead of my toxic seed dribbled down the crease between his thigh and his asscheek. A wicked smile took residence on my face. The time for words was done. I simply left, stepping out into the cool night air. It felt damn good.

“Forgive me Father for I have sinned. It’s been a month since my last confession” “To be forgive my son, you must confess all your sins to me” the Priest said from behind the screen. “Father, I have engaged in sins of the flesh” “Please continue” “I had sexual relations with a man, Father” “Was there penetration” “Yes Father, both oral and anal” “My son, sodomy is going against God, but is forgivable” “Father, there is more” “Please go on,” the unknown Priest said, “tell me it all” “Father, I also told false witness to this man” “What did you lie about my son” “He asked if I was ‘clean’ and I lied and said I was” “Clean? Hygienic clean?” “No Father, clean as in disease free” “My son, no one is completely clean” “He was asking if I had any STDs” “My son, are you saying you are not free from God’s punishment from sin” “No I'm not Father” “Why would you bare false witness to this stranger” he asked, “I assume he was a stranger” “Yes, Father he was a stranger. I lied because I hate when people use the term clean that way” “My son, do you feel guilt from your deception” “Not from my deception, Father but from the act that followed” “Sodomy is forgivable” “It wasn't just the sodomy, Father.” “Explain” “When I met the man, he was naked, with his ass up” “Ready for penetration?” “Yes, Father. My erection was throbbing in my shorts” “I see” the Priest said, as I heard a belt buckle rattling. “I dropped my shorts, freeing my erection.” “Was he still in the same position” “Yes Father, ass up” There was more movement from the Priest side of the confessional. “Are you okay Father” “Yes my son, needed to stretch a little,” he said, “please continue” “I took a condom from my short’s pocket” “Condoms are against the Church’s teaching, my Son” “I know Father, but he wanted protection used” “I see” the Priest said as he breathed a little faster. “But, I had doctored the condom” “How my son” “I poked many holes in the condom, thru the wrapper, with a pin” “Why would you do that my son” “To make sure that the condom broke as I penetrated him” I heard more heavy breathing from the other side. “Are you still with me Father” “Yes my son, continue” “After carefully putting the condom on, I slide my erection into his willing rectum” “Was it smooth or hairy” “What, Father?” “His behind?” “It was smooth Father, cheeks and crack” “Beautiful” whispered the Priest “Sorry Father?” “Nothing of importance, my son. Please continue” “His ass was so warm and tight around my erection” “Oh my” “And as planned, Father, the condom broke” “You are inside this man in the flesh” “Yes my erection was exposed inside his flesh, from the tip to the base, where the condom had moved to” There was a soft, steady knocking on the wall between us, as well as a heavy breathing. “You still with me Father” “Yes, my son. You have my full attention up” “I pumped my erection in and out of his rectum” “Did he know the condom broke as you penetrated him over and over” “No Father, but he reached back once and I was fully in him, so he only felt the condom around my erection base” “He was satisfied you were wearing the condom” “Yes Father” “Are you erect as you confess” “Yes Father” “Please continue” “When I climaxed Father, I did not pull out” “You spilled your seed inside his rectum” “Yes Father” I said, “deep inside” “And what of the condom when you removed your spent erection from his rectum” “I quickly removed it and discarded it” “Was the man still deceived” “Yes Father” “My son, what was so bad about that” “Father, I carry HIV” “My son, your guilt must be a large weight on your shoulders” “Not really Father” “My son, your deliberate act makes the Angels weep” “Father, if I am to be truthful with you, I must confess more” “Is this not the first time you did this” “No Father I have done this with at least a dozen men” “You have penetrated a dozen men with your erection” “Yes Father” The knocking was becoming more steady and his breathing a bit heavier” “Do you take more pleasure from the penetration or the passing of your disease” “If I answer honestly Father, would you answer a question from me honestly” “Of course my son” “I get more pleasure from passing the disease” “Oh my son!” “Father, are you self pleasuring as I confess” “My son, God’s holy shaft is in hand” “Father, before I left this man,” I said, “I penetrated his mouth with my penis” “Did this get you erect again” “Yes Father, fully erect” “Did he oral stimulate you until you spilled your seed again” “He did, Father. His mouth was very warm” “Oh my” “Father are you close to spilling your seed” “Yes my son, I am on the edge” “I want you to bless me with your Holy Seed” “My son, exit the confessional and head to the restroom on the second floor.” “Yes Father” I stood and adjusted my erection in my shorts. Before opening the door, I heard the Priest say: “Kneel in prayer” I silently moved through the Church and up the stairs to the men's room on the second floor. My footsteps echoed through the empty Church hall. The door to the men's room creaked as I pushed it open. I quickly dropped my shorts and knelt on the cold hard tile floor. My cock was sticking straight up. I heard footsteps approaching as I folded my hand in prayer I front of me, lowered my head and closed my eyes. The door slowly creaked open. “My son, God has forgiven you for your transgressions, but you must resist the temptation to sin in the future” “Yes Father” I heard the rustling of his garments and the distinct sound of a zipper being lowered. “I must wash away your sins” There was more movement and rustling. “Look up my son, look in my eyes” I opened my eyes and moved my stare up his body. His erected penis and testicles were sticking out of his zipper. His cock was massive, a good eight and a half inches long, thick and veiny. I looked directly into his eyes as he started stroking again. His hand moved quickly up and down his shaft. “Your penance is to take my Holy seed, allow its goodness to consume you” He was quickly stroking his cock, pre-cum oozed out of his piss slit, which was picked up by his hand and coated his shaft. “Open your mouth” I opened wide, he moved the head of his cock to just inside my mouth. I kept my mouth opened as wide as I could, his pre-cum dripped on my tongue. His breathing was heavy again. Without warning the first shot of cum hit the back of my throat, each volley of cum shot into my mouth. Some was running down my throat, causing a tickle. He squeezed his shaft hard, milking the last of his cum out onto my tongue. As he put his cock back into his black pants he said: “Your sins are forgiven, go and sin no more, my son” He left me kneel there on the bathroom floor.

The rain showed no signs of letting up as Jason continued his slow lost walk through the dark streets of London. He couldn't remember why he got kicked out the club he just knew that the bouncers made it very clear he needed to fuck off, despite being sure that his girl was still in there with his phone. He had been trying to find a cash machine for the last half an hour but all the streets seemed the same and in his drunk state he had gotten turned around so many times he didnt know where he was. All he knew was that he was soaked through, his white polo now clinging to his young body and his trackies wrapped tight around his muscled ass. He turned down another dark alley and walked halfway down before the rain took another turn for the worst and began hammering down so hard he could barely see two feet in front of him. He threw himself into the doorway of the nearest store front which such drunken force he stumbled right through the door and collapsed on the floor inside as a large burly black man stood over him. “Well what little white rabbit has been washed up in this storm” he gruffed has he gripped the young Jason by the scruff of his soaked wet collar and effortlessly lifted him up to his feet. Jason swayed a little trying to clear his head and tried to regain some composure and dignity. “Shit sorry mate, sorry, heads all over the place, just trying to figure out my way home and that” he slurred as he swayed on his feet. “Dont you worry little rabbit, just take a second” Jason's eyes tried to focus but in his drunk state he couldn't make out much. The room was a foyer, bright and warm. There were posters all over the walls and another slightly older man was stood behind a counter with a sheet of glass across it. There were a couple of towels ready to be passed out. “What is this place mate” Jason asked confused but appreciating the warmth. “This is a sauna, and likely the perfect place for you, looks like you need to warm up and dry off” said this big black beast as he took a fistful of Jason polo and squeezed a large amount of rain water from it. “Its twenty for entry and you can stay as long as you like and enjoy all the facilities on hand” smirked the man behind the counter. “Plus we will even dry your clothes for you so they will be nice and dry in the morning after the rain has stopped.” Jason's eyes glazed slightly. The man behind the counter was topless, slender and hairless but with an assortment of tattoos over him including a chemical symbol and a large scorpion. Whilst he looked intimidating for someone who essentially worked on a reception, it was warm here, and he could use somewhere to relax. He couldn't keep walking around in this rain and catch a cold, plus who could he call without his phone. Maybe it was all the drink but this seemed like a smart idea. So he took out his wallet and passed over his bank card. “Okay awesome, perfect yeah. And you'll dry my clothes too yeah. I aint getting sick from that” “Dont you worry” said the man behind the counter “Its not wet clothes that will get you sick here” his smile creeping wider across his face as he scratched the biohazard symbol across his chest. The big burly black bouncer got behind Jason and began patting him down. “Right rabbit just spread your legs for me. Standard procedure here especially for sweet young chav flesh like you. Just need to make sure you aint trying to sneak in your own stuff here you get me” “Er yeah sure man sure” said Jason as those big black hands began to rub Jason's chest brushing his nipples as they rubbed against the wet material of the polo. “Right this needs to come off, makes sense to chuck in the tumblr dryer now hey Brian” said the bouncer as he began pulling off Jasons wet polo straight over his head. “Smart thinking there Dean, get it all through and we will sort this lad out now”. “You heard him lad” said Dean as his thick thumbs tucked into Jasons trackies and pulled them down in one fluid motion revealing immediately a pearly white smooth behind. “Woah shit mate, fuck what are you doing!” Jason spluttered as Dean exposed him totally naked. Immediately throwing his hands to cover his soft wet cock and low hanging balls. “Ha! Look at this little perv walking round commando and he gets all precious haha” laughed Dean as he put his foot between Jason's legs preventing him from pulling the wet garment back up. “Don't worry about it we are only messing, in fact I'm commando right now too” Dean said as he grabbed his crotch which seemed to be creeping halfway down his leg as he gave it a shake in his loose fitting trousers. He pushed his hips forward so that Jason's face brushed against it being bent over trying to pull his trousers up. “Chill out rabbit its fine, we are all men here, you're good. Besides we are helping you out so lets just get you sorted and into the sauna to relax and warm up”. Jason relented and stood up straight. He stepped out of his trackies, and stood there naked aside from some wet trainers and white socks. “Good rabbit, now just turn round and I just need to check one last thing to see if you are concealing anything. Hands on the counter and spread your legs for me” Jason didnt know what to do, there was something in him screaming this was fucked up, but what more could he do, here he was naked, being man handled by a big muscled bouncer and he didnt want to end up naked out in London in this weather. So against all better judgement and under the haze of alcohol he turned around placed his hands on the counter and bent over. The man behind the counter took the clothes and threw them into a laundry basket, came back and placed his hands over Jason's holding them in place. “Dont worry kid this is all standard procedure. This is a pretty exclusive place and we get all sorts trying to come in and ruin the fun. We are doing you a favour by letting you in, just need to make sure you arent trying to fuck us over”. “Its cool I understand, Its cool” Jason mumbled as he felt Dean kneel and spread his cheeks apart. Dean couldn't resist licking his lips and the tiny pink hole was revealed. It was obvious nothing had ever gone up there looking like a collectors piece. He couldnt wait to see the mess this boy would be when the morning came. He took a long suck of his large index calloused index finger and slowly applied pressure to the tight puckered hole. “Oh oh oh fuck mate what the fuck” Jason cried as he tried to pull away from the counter whilst Brian held his hands down in place “ssssh ssssh just relax and push out, it'll make it easier” Dean continued the force and pushed in deep in one unrelenting motion straight to his knuckle and the wiggled around, making sure to flick Jason's newly discovered prostate and taking the opportunity to drag his nail around those fresh fleshy walls. “Good and tight and feels clean” he announced as he pulled his finger out with an abrupt pop, “but just let me check one more thing. As Brian distracted Jason with some small bullshit talk about how it was almost over and he would be relaxing real soon, Dean dug out a nice chunk of crystal from his little baggie and placed it on his wet finger “Right rabbit one last check” he said and he once again pushed the finger back up inside the young lads tight hole making sure the crystal went in nice and deep. “Oh fuck what was that” Jason bellowed as he bucked his body up. “My bad, probably just my finger nail” Dean softly replied as he pulled his finger out stood up, staring into the a confused and slightly bewildered Jason. “Dont worry Rabbit, all done now and you can go and relax” Brian handed Jason his towels and buzzed him through a door as Jason slowly stumbled through the doors trying to shake off the feeling that this was a terrible idea. The door shut behind him and the electronic lock clicked into place. Jason walked through past Brian in the reception and shuffled towards the direction of the lockers not looking back, missing Brian taking long tender sucks on Deans finger, cleaning the pink streaks and residue of meth that had been pushed deep into Jasons guts slowly dissolving with every step he took.

Guy1: Big enough for you? Guy2: Follow me.....

I hit up this guy on grindr this past weekend that I was hoping I would get together with. Several years ago we'd play regularly, he'd cum over and breed me at night a couple times a week. Nice FAT cut cock, on a built, smooth middle eastern bod. He's not built like a body builder, but real solid. I loved getting fucked by him. He got skittish about BB fucking and disappeared for a long time. I came across him on Grindr and if I saw him on would say hi, not always getting a response. A few times he did respond and we chatted, him acting like he didn't know who he was chatting with, sent me his cock shot (which I can't find now DAMN). His profile states he is NOT looking for any hookups, I always find it funny when guys say that. This weekend he responded to me and we were chatting for a while. He asked me if I still lived in my old place, and we talked about playing. He brought up being on PrEP but also talked about wanting to use condoms etc. He wasn't up for it that night, but I thought it was a possibility soon given our conversation. Tonight I popped on grindr, had to leave that fucking app up since the alerts suck, and messaged him asking what he was doing. He responded later saying he was horny, and then the conversation was as though we'd never chatted. WTF?!? He agrees to come over to my place, we set a time, and that's that. I don't expect him to show, but he does! He's clearly nervous when he comes in my place. We start making out, I drop to my knees and pull his cock out and start working on it. At first he can't get hard, and I'm thinking, fuck! He pulls his shorts up, and I think he's going to leave because he's not into it, but instead he goes and sits on the couch and pulls his soft cock out again. I get on the couch and start sucking him and make sure my ass is accessible. He reaches over to rub my ass, wearing a jock and have a little lube in me, and that seems to do the trick. He starts firming up, and soon his cock is rock hard at attention. I get down between his knees and just worship his cock. After a few minutes he says he wants my ass. Now I'm at a crossroads, do I pull him into the bedroom where the condoms are out, or just sit on him raw now? I am pretty sure his cock is going in my raw, even though he asked about using condoms when we chattted, multiple times, I knew he loved fucking me raw. I take the chance and pull him to my bed. I take a little elbow grease and push it in my ass, thinking he'll lube up with his cock after me. I get on bed, ass up, and at the edge, without a word he SHOVES his huge fat dick in my ass, without condom or lube and it fucking HURTS like hell! He stops, I'm thinking how do I handle this cock this, way, and then he starts to fuck. I am really in heaven, he knows what he's doing. Nice in slow, sometimes he starts pounding, then stops, repeats, edging himself. When he stops I squeeze his cock with my ass, and he definitely enjoys that. It doesn't take him long to say that he doesn't want to cum just yet. He's stopped pushing in me and I couldn't stop myself, I squeezed, he starts moaning and after a few seconds all of a sudden pulls out. I ask if he came in me, he said 'a little' He uses the bathroom, gets dressed and leaves. I hope that we do a repeat sometime soon. PS 'a little' was a lot

Dad’s Basement Part Thirty Four “This brings back some memories” Dad said. “You have been here before?” I asked him. “Hell son, I sold my ass here” he said. “Fuck me Dad, you were a hooker?” “Well, I did have sex for money,” he said, “and I have fucked you” “Funny Dad, funny” I said, “Are you going to sell my ass now?” “Among a few things” “Do I have any say in this” I asked “Not at all” Dad said, rubbing my head, “Let’s go find Dax” As we walked into the warehouse, I noticed that there were two rows of rooms, separated by a hall on the left side. The walls were up, but there were no roofs on any of the rooms. “That’s where the ‘hookers’ as you called them, entertain” Dad said. On the right said was rooms, but they were only walled up on three sides and opened on the fourth. There were bright lights in each room, cameras were on tables out side of the rooms. “That’s where Dax shoots his porn” Dad said. In the back of the warehouse was a stage, with a large aisle separating the rows of seating. Nothing was happening here in this area and it was all dark. “The stage is for strippers or live sex acts, but nothing is booked tonight.” Dad said. “Why not’ I asked. “My boy, you and I are about to film our first scene together” Dad said, “some twisted perv Dad/Son bareback scene” “Really” “Yeah, but we need to find Dax” We walked to another door and Dad knocked. From inside a single word was spoken: “Enter” Sitting behind the desk inside the office was Dax, shirtless. “I see you got in him, did you tell him what this place is and what we were doing tonight” “Yeah, gave him a brief tour” Dad said. “He also said I didn’t have a choice in this” I said, “Is that true” “No you fucking don’t,” Dax said, “I own your Dad’s ass and by family right, I own your ass” “What” “When your Dad accidentally pozzed me, as he tells it, I didn’t believe him” Dax said, “So instead of turning his ass in to the cops, he agreed that I would own him and do as I said” “But I….” “But you! He also agreed to poz your hole for me and give you to me, hence I OWN you” “It’s true son” “Fuck this, I don’t want any part of this” “Fine, I turn your dad into the cops, he pozzed you and me against our will” Dax said, “He goes to jail, you lose everything that you have from your Dad” “Matt he will do it” Dad said. “I own each of you” I dropped my head, I didn’t want Dad to go to jail, I didn’t want to lose anything. I just stood there. “Glad you now see it my way” Dax said. “I do, Pops” I said. “Pops, oh fuck no. When you are here, I am Dax” he said, “nothing else” Dad smacked my ass, not hard but just to let me know I need to behave and listen. “Tonight, we are shooting the porn scene: Dad seduces his son for the first time, son sucks dad, then gets fucked by him. I want a verbal dialog to get the subscribers off” “Yes, Dax” Dad and I said together “Meet me at set three” he said. Dad and I turned and left, silently. As we walked towards a set I stopped Dad and asked: “Is that the true Dax, an asshole” “Don’t push it son, Dax is capable of more than you think” Dad said, “those are not empty threats”

As Jason stumbled towards the group of lockers in front of him he looked around the room to note some benches in the middle of the room and walls lined with old busted up lockers. The foyer outside had looked ok but inside this place seemed to tell a different story. His arse was still burning from being inspected by the big black bouncer and was slowly starting to itch. What he didnt know was that the large chunk of meth shoved deep into his guts was slowly dissolving warming through his system and making his virgin tight hole hungry. Jason slumped down onto the bench in the middle of the room and put his face in his hands trying to figure out what was going on. It was only an hour ago that he was dancing with his bird in a club and now here he was without his clothes in some random sauna having just been abused by the door staff. Wait had he been abused? None of this seemed to make sense and the more time he tried to figure stuff out the more blurred it was becoming. He snapped out of it and looked up through bleary eyes to the older gentleman in front of him. “I said are you ok there little lad? You're looking a little lost” The older man proffered out his hand and Jason took it and shook it. The hand was cold and clammy, but it had a tight skeletal grip as his eyes followed the slender purple veined and pot-marked arm up into the face of an guy who looked at least to be in his early 60s staring down with lust. Jason tried to form some words in his mouth but was feeling more and more spun out from the combination of alcohol and meth. “Sorry mate, yeah, erm, yeah I'm just trying to get my head together” “Not a problem son, lets get you sorted and get you into the steam room and help soften you up eh” said the older man as he sank down onto his bony knees and began untying Jason's trainers. He lifted each foot up and took off each shoe and then standing took Jason's feet and rolled him backwards till Jason was laid across the bench in the middle of the room as it began to spin. “Just your socks to take off now, just you relax and let your new friend Sid sort you out” said the older man as he took Jasons wallet shoes and socks and threw them into a locker not bothering to close the door. He turned back to see Jason still lying on his back feet outstretched and limp dick and balls hanging low. “Now that is a very nice sight, and would be rude not to have a quick taste” said Sid as he took his false teeth out, got back down on his knees and open his mouth and took Jason's flaccid cock to the hilt. Jason moaned at the sensation, not comprehending what was going on as Sid began to work the young lads shaved balls with one hand using his gums to tightly massage Jason's meat. There was little response as Jason was starting to slowly spin out. “Here kid this is what you need to freshen up. Let Sid sort you out yeah, just trust me”. Sid turned around and unlocked his own locker. Quickly pulling out a green pill and a little shot of some clear liquid. “A little something I have just in case” he said as he lifted Jason up off the bench and poured the drink down his throat in a forceful motion. “that should help you get all G'ed up for this place” he sniggered, more for his own benefit. He then took the green pill and placed it on his tongue. “Come here lad and give your daddy a big kiss”. Sid grabbed the back of Jason's head and with no resistance pulled him in close and pushed the pill into his mouth with a deep and sloppy french kiss. Jason was in no state of mind to comprehend what was happening as his mouth was being raped by this old mans tongue. Sid slobbered over his face, wiping spittle all over Jason's lips and tongue and sucking on his tongue. Finally to sign the kiss off, Sid drew back and gobbed into Jason's open mouth closed it with his hand and commanded him to swallow which Jason did. “Good lad, right come with daddy and lets go see his friends in the steam room” taking Jason by the hand and walking him out of the locker area, leaving all of his belongings behind including the towels. “you're not going to need them son. Everyone is going to want to see that ass of yours in action”. The door was opened to the steam room and Jason was pushed through and sat down on a cold clammy marbled bench. Jason's mind was frantically trying to make sense of what was going on but the combination of G, alcohol, meth and the viagra given to him was making his young body spin out of control. “Got a fresh one for us men” said Sid as shuffling bodies gathered around Jason on the bench. From through the steam hands began to grab as Jason, feeling his smooth body, tweaking his nipples running over his abs. A fat chubby finger found its way to his mouth and forced its way in moving in and out causing Jason to instinctively suckle. Hands groped and tugged on his dick and balls with murmurs of appreciation and lust. Without little warning, the chubby finger in Jason's mouth was withdrawn and grabbed the back of his head pulling him down into the owners crotch. His mouth was pulled open and a hard fat cock was shoved into his mouth and began thrusting in and out. “Look at this little whore” exclaimed the chubby older man “Not even here five minutes and already he's sucking on my dick” “Yeah and his whore cunt is just begging for this” said another voice through the steam as Jason felt a sharp stabbing motion at his ass. Having his head held down and his arse up, Jason could do little, even had he not been off his face, as the man behind him clamped his bony fingers into Jason's young hips and pressed this thin sharp cock slowly but forcefully into Jason's guts. Jason's scream was muffled around the dick in his mouth which just caused the fat man to moan louder with delight as the reverberation sent extra stimulus through his body. “Fuck this little whore is an expert sucker, you are hitting all the right spots clearly Glen” Glen was lost in his own mind enjoying the tight grip this lads hole had on his cock. It has been so long since he had gotten his poz cock in a tight hole. The only men who he could fuck now were other pigs like him with holes no longer tight but sloppy and loose after years of taking dirty loads. But now he was aglow in delight as he could feel this tight arse's grip pulling open his sores giving him a true hole to infect and breed. His balls grew tight up inside his body ready to pump their poison into this young dumb cunt and there was no way it was stopping now. With a bellow Glen released his load and pumped over and over again into Jason's hole. Deep inside coating those same torn walls that the bouncer had been digging his nail into earlier. He pulled out with a plop and spun Jason around. “Clean me up you dirty dick pig” he commanded, pushing his blooded and torn cock into Jason's mouth. Jason couldn't register what was going on, he could just feel the pain in his hole and the foul taste in his mouth as the short fat man behind him pushed his cock straight in and after a few short thrusts began dumping his own load in. All the while Glen was smearing his cock over Jason's tongue rubbing his torn sores over Jason's lips. “Next!” he said as he threw Jason's head aside and got up walking out the steam room. Taking only a short moment to watch as two other old men took their turns to spit roast the vulnerable lad in the thick steam. A pigs first fuck should be memorable, however Glen didn't know he had taken Jason's virginity and wouldn't care even if he did, and Jason. It would be lucky if Jason remembered a thing after this night was through.

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Part 13 Brandon (a.k.a. Bam Bam) and Robbie grew up as next door neighbors and best friends. There was only one year difference in age between them, but they were opposite when is came to looks. Robbie was a lot shorter then his fiend. At 5'6" he only weighed about 120 pounds. He arrived on campus late Wednesday night to spend the next 5 days exploring the campus he would soon be attanding. He was graduating early from high school and planned on starting college right after the new year. This got Matt thinking as they began to set their plan into motion to fully bring Robbie out of his sexual shell. He and Brandon had only 'fooled around' a few times jerking off together and only once did they try sucking cock. Brandon recalled that Robbie was a natural at it when they exchanged blow jobs after graduation. But as summer dragged on and Brandon began to get redy to leave for college the two didn't do anything more. They used the coeds from Matt's building to assist in the plan. They would pose as Brandon's and James's girlfriends. The plan Thursday night was to go to a local party where they would meet up with Matt. While at the party they made sure Robbie would get 'mixed drinks' as they suposedly chose to drink rum and cokes. The only thing Robbie was getting in his coke was GHB. When they met up with Matt he offered them some weed to smoke and before Robbie knew it he was G'ed up and high on pot. All of a sudden the girl that was wih Brandon complained that she was really sick and the two couples were going to take the girls home in James's small car. With the one girl not feeling well they didn't want to crowd her in the back seat. Matt immediately offered to give Robbie a lift back to campus as the two couples headed for the door. Roobie was none the wiser as the two got into Matt's Mustang and drove off. Robbie was starting to doze off as Matt started the engine. Matt said to the unsuspecting 18 year old, "Looks like you need a little pick me up" as he pulled out a pipe a little baggie. Robbie answered him stating "More weed was going to put him to sleep". Matt let his new young friend know that it wasn't weed, "No bro, this is T, it's a stimulant. It will wake you right up" as he lit his torch and sucked in a nice small hit before blowing out a cloud in the car uttering "Damn that's good!" He urged Robbie to give it a try holding the pipe towards him. Robbie put his lips on the pipe as Matt lit the torch and heated the bowl instructing Robbie to suck in the smoke as it began to swirl around. Matt let Robbie knwo he should take a couple more hits since it takes a few to really feel the effets. After four good hits Matt could see the effect it was already having on Robbie asking how he felt. Robbie's answer, "I feel more awake". was no surprise. Matt quickly removed his t-shirt and threw it in the back seat exposing his muscular upper body commenting "That stuff always makes me feel very warm. Don't you feel a lot warmer Robbie?" Robbie nodded in agreement as he admired Matt's well defined chest and arms. Matt then suggested for Robbie to remove his shirt. Matt caught Robbie staring as he then showed off his biceps and triceps Matt invited Robbie to feel his arms and chest as he was flexing while letting his rider know that he used to wrestle until he decided to focus on his education. But knew how to stroke the little guys ego. He told Robbie he liked the lean compact body he had as he reached over to touch Robbie's ars, chest and abs. At first this advancement from Matt made Robbie feel a little uncomfortable, but then he had just felt Matt's muscles a few seconds earlier. Besides, the physical contact they made with each other kind of excited him since it had been months since he had any physical contact with another person. Just as they were about to start to drive Matt's phone went off letting him know that he had a text message. Matt looked at the phone then told Robbie that Matt and James were at the girl's place, that there was a pool party going on and that we should join them. Robbie was quick to say "Let's go" to which Matt added "Right on!" adding that they could smoke some more T when latter if Robbie wanted to , and Robbie wanted to. When Matt pulled into his parking space Robbie reached for his shirt only to be stopped. Matt informed him "It's a pool party, I doubt we'll be needing our shirts bro" as they climbed out of the car and headed in the gate. The usual suspects were there some still wearig swim suits, a few bare ass naked. Matt immediately shook hands and gave a hug to Andre who was there to keep order. Steve was out of town for the weekend since he had to take Luke on his first 'working' trip. The kids boyish looks had already brough in a nice sum for Steve that when Matt asked him about having the pool party Steve agreed as long as Andre ws there to keep things from getting out of hand. Andre was a former football player who worked security on campus and was in Steve's back pocket. Although he was very straight, he liked on occasion to fuck a nice piece of white ass. I had a feeling he might tap Robbie before the weekend was through. They quickly found Matt and James in the pool with the girls sitting near them on the deck. As Matt hit the pipe before offering it to his friends in the water. After they each took a couple hits Robbie wasted no time in making some clouds of his own before noticing that both Brandon and James were naked. Bam Bam kooked up at the half naked Matt and Robbie asking "Are you guys here to swim or what?" Matt dropped his shorts, said swimm and jumped into the pool as Robbie watch before following his example. Once in the water Matt worked to get Robbie in the corner alone where he began to make his move first by kissing him then letting his hands roam over his small frame. Robbie was liking the attention he was getting has he allowed Matt to continue his exploration of his mouth with his tongue and his slim body with his more powerful hands. Robbie was a little worried that his close friend might see what was going on, but Matt let him know that Bam Bam's attention was on the girls sitting by the pools edge. The attention Matt was giving Robbie was, along wth the G & T in his system, was making it easy for Matt to manipulate the smaller (and more submissive) Robbie that when he made the suggestion, "Why don't we move this inside to my apartment?" Robbie was quick to agree with a simple nod of his head. Robbie quickly grabbed their shorts and shoes as he followed Matt inside like a puppy dog. Once inside Matt's apartment and before they resumed kissing, Robbie took a brief moment to tell Matt, "I've only done thi a couple times with a friend, I'm." Matt put a finger on Robbie lips to stop him from continuing and said "Their is a first time for everyone, don't worry, we'll take it slow and you can say stop any time you want" knowing full well that the T & G would keep him going. After some more kissing Matt fixed them some drinks and Robbie hit the pipe a few more times. Matt put a larger dose a GHB in Robbie's drink this time and shortly after he finished it had Robbie bent over his couch as he gave him his first rim job. Robbie couldn't help but moan as he felt Matt's tongue circle, lick and penerate his virgin hole as Matt urged him to hit the pipe freely. After Matt was satisfied that he was priming the pump he then had Robbie get on his knees and sucking only the second cock in his young life. Matt was thinking how right Bam Bam was, Robbie was a natural at sucking cock. Maybe he could get Robbie to do a little work on the side for him after he started school. As Robbie held Matt's cock in his throat he felt like he could bust a nut at any moment. He pulled Robbie off him and brought him in for a kiss before leading him to his beroom where he manuvered Robbie on his back allowing him to climb on top after grabbing the lube, poppers and some Tina. As the two kissed Matt began to lube up Robbie's virgin hole. First one finger then as he added more lube and a second finger he made sure to slip a nice shard of Tina inside as well. Through the kissin Robbie attempted to say something about the burn he felt from the Tina only to be quieted by the now more dominant Matt. More lube soon followed along with another shard of Tina as Robbies as was now being stretched and prepared for Matt's cock. When Matt easily had four fingers inside Robbie's hole he broke off the kiss only instruck Robbie to hit the pipe a few more times before he was going to finally get fucked. Robbied ass was so hungry and in need of being filled by Matt's (ot any man's) cock he took five massive hits off the pipe Matt had in the bedroom before turning to Matt and letting himknow he was ready. There was no discussion of status, or condoms as Matt lined his cock up with Robbie's hole. With all the work Matt had doen on opening up Robbie his cock popped in easily and he slowly slid it all the way inside. Matt knew his job was to get Robbie craving to be fucked since Bam Bam wanted the honors of being the first to breed his friend. So aftera good 30 minutes of fucking where Matt had to really concentrate on not cumming they took a break. Matt asked Robbie if he'd like to see the rest of the place. Mat had access to the basement play room and when they got down there Robbie imnediately saw the sling and wanted to jump in. As he laid there Matt asked "You want to try the sling out?" Robbie shook his head and answered "Yes I would." Matt kndw it was time to take thing up a notch and told Robbie "There is only one way you are getting fucked in the sling, you have to let me restrain you and you have to take a slam." Robbie agreed to getting slammed without even knowng what a slam was as Matt secure the straps on his ankles and wrists. Robbie began to panick a little when he applied the tourniquett and had the loaded point in hand, but Robbie seemed to relax a bit after Matt kissed him and told him "The stuff in this point is the same stuff you've been smoking all night, T, and I know you like smoking T, right?" Robbie nodded in agreement before Matt when on, "I know you're going to enjoy slamming, just sit back and enjoy the ride." Matt further explained what to expect with the cough, fast breathing and quickening heart beat as he slid the needle into a fat vein, registered the familiar red swirl and pushed the plunger down. As Robbie's coughing fit began to subside he had to blink his eyes as he saw his naked friend emerge from the shadows and quickly shove his rock hard cock balls deep inside him.

I so want to be him!!!! My new pics are going to be ready in another day or two and then I'll start getting things set up and putting in my porn company applications. Really hoping to get some interest.

I was in London and got back to my hotel room late. I was tired from a trans-Atlantic flight the night before, but almost out of habit, I got on Grindr. I quickly got a hit from a French guy, staying in my same hotel. His Grindr profile said he was a pig and was looking for other pigs. His chest pic on his profile looked hot, but it didn't show a face. He asked me if I would give him a quick blow job, so he could fall asleep. I told him I'd be glad to and gave him my room number. He was knocking at my door in less than 3 minutes. In fact, he was barefoot. He'd walked from his hotel room to mine barefooted. I loved that. I let him into my room. And he quickly stripped his shirt and pants off. He sat on the edge of the bed and I took my position on my knees, between his legs. I began to suck on his ample foreskin. He began to moan. "Yeah, Pig. Suck that skin", he moaned. I sucked and chewed on his European foreskin and slid my tongue up into his puckered skin. Then I pushed the skin back with my lips and sucked his shaft into my mouth. He moaned louder. "Fuck, yeah!" he groaned. "Suck my balls, Pig", he growled. I sucked on his balls. Licked under his balls, trying to get my tongue down to his ass crack. "You want to eat ass?" he asked? "Fuck yeah", I say. He got up, turned and knelt on the edge of the bed. Presenting his ass to me. I spread his ass cheeks and licked his hole. "Oh...... Fuck!!!", he moaned as my tongue slid up into his hole. I ate his hole and licked his balls for a few minutes. Then he asked, "You like to get fucked, Pig?" Without saying anything, I climbed up on the edge of the bed, beside him, placing my ass in the air. He climbed off the bed and stood behind me. He spit on my hole and then slid his 6" cock up into me in one quick thrust. He slammed into me for just a minute, then pulled from me and told me to suck his dirty cock. I turned and again took his cock into my mouth. He then climbed back on the bed and told me to lay under his balls. He wanted me to lick his balls and his asshole. His thick French accent was a real turn-on. "Where do you want my dirty load? You want my dirty load? You want my poz load?", he kept asking. "Fuck yes! Give me your load", I groaned. I didn't tell him that I was already poz. This was the first that our status had even been discussed. "Fuck yes! Poz me", I said to him. I could see that this really excited him. He took his cock into his hands and was stroking furiously. "Put your poz load in my ass", I said. But, he was too close. "Open your mouth, Pig. Here comes my load". I opened my mouth. Stuck out my tongue. He put his cock up to my mouth and his hot jizz began to spray into my mouth. I wrapped my lips around his exploding cockhead, as he filled my mouth with his load. Then he pulled from me. Jumped down off the bed. He dressed, thanked me with a "Merci" for getting him off. He left and I quickly locked the door, turned the lights off and went to sleep. A nice quicky to end a very long day in London.

When I top, I can definitely feel the difference between fucking raw and fucking with a condom. Fucking raw just feels way better on my dick, just the skin on skin contact alone. Releasing my load inside a guy fills me with this feeling that I am leaving a part of myself inside him and I find myself pushing my load deep inside him. if I found out that he squirted it out, it would insult me because I want my load to be fully absorbed into his body. I feel the strongest bond to the other guy when I am unloading and immediately after, especially when I can feel and see my own cum on my dick, leaking out of his ass before I pull out. For me, topping raw reduces me to my primitive state where my only desire is to deposit my seed inside someone, and accomplishing that is so satisfying. So that's why I like to bareback when I am topping and which is why I am willing to take on the risk. On the other hand, the few times I bottomed (different cocks 8+ inches no reason why it shouldn't rock my world), it didn't feel like anything was happening down there. Maybe my ass is just not sensitive but it felt like it was all about his pleasure and I was just the means to his pleasure, which I was OK with but there was no real physical pleasure from the fuck. even though I haven't bottomed raw, I doubt that I would have been able to tell the difference between a raw and condom dick in my ass. So my question is for guys who bottom raw: What do you get from barebacking that you couldn't get from being fucked with a condom? Do you really feel when a dick is raw inside you, is there a difference in how it feels in your ass? Would you be happy barebacking if the guy pulled out before cumming or is the load very important to you? I hope you can explain to me your experiences and feelings and just what's going on in your mind when you're bottoming raw, thanks

Safe Sex Only Advertisement (Part 1) ** Please remember to ‘like’ the story if you enjoyed it. Feel free to comment or to contact me via mail. Thx. ** My friends and I met on a friday night in one of those gay leather bars. We knew each other for quite a while and were comfortable with us being positive through and through. It was for us quite a sport to convert innocent guys, but times are rough with all the prep around. And all of a sudden Brian ‘happened’. Brian was a cute blonde angelic twink, who had the goal to prevent other guys from practicing unsafe sex. The night he came to our table, he greeted us friendly and asked if we would enjoy the evening. Probably all of us got an instant hard-on. There he appeared, like an angel on the borderline to hell and we were sitting in the shadows, lurking for his innocence. Of course we asked him for which organization he volunteered. ‘None’ was his answer. That made us curious and so we started our conversation which led Brian to take a seat at our table and tell us about his story. After introducing ourselves we moved on. “So…. Brian. It is interesting to meet you. I mean such a young guy working on such an important subject is not so usual” Brian beamed and was willing to tell us about his reasons. “I didn’t come out to my parents yet. I mean… with 18 I just didn’t find the right moment to open up.” We nodded understandingly getting probably wet spots on our jeans from our leaking dicks already. “Then I met another guy on a chat. That was a year ago, but he used me only and since we had bareback sex I was very scared about HIV and stuff” he continued. “Understandable and so grown-up” “I see it as my duty to the gay community to warn them about the risks of getting stuff you know?” he blabbered. “Of course it is” we agreed wholeheartedly. I could see all my chaps were already in the hunting mode. It was our time to make the next move now and so I opened with a made-up story about an advertising company who was looking for male models, to star in an HIV commercial. He listened to my lies – in which we had found a twink-model, but that the guy turned out to be positive and since we would record dangerous scenes it was not justified to endanger our other active participants. We had to fire this guy and so the big deal was off and we would probably lose our jobs by the end of next week. “Why? I mean it is not your fault that your star was sick.” “But our bosses won’t care if we are guilty or not. They want to see results. It is a tough business…” we expressed with sad eyes. “Hey…. aaaaw… forget it” a pal of mine (Mark) interfered. “What is it?” the little angel wanted to know. “You would be ideal for the role of the innocent twink. You look young and would fit into age gap we want to reach with the advertisement” he explained. It was only one way he could react and that was with a polite rejection. “That’s too bad – see you could safe some of your twink friends with this add, instead of coming to bars or clubs. I bet people try to hit on you. You know what I mean? Your issue is so honorable and still there are so many guys out here who try to get into your pants. With this add it would be different you know? Yeah – they would see your cute face of course, but they would see the message behind it” Then he revealed his true problem. Since he wasn’t out of the closet, he was scared his parents or neighbors or probably his friends would see this. That was the reason he was scared about mostly. “Uhm… we work for an international advertising company with a european branch” and we explained to him, that this spot was only for the european market. We assured him, that it wouldn’t be shown in the US. “It won’t be even shown on the internet, only in certain cinemas in the opening credits, because of its open sexual content.” another friend of mine (Oliver) explained. “But we are dealing with a serious subject here” I added. “Guys… guys… our other models are gone too. The active studs – remember?” the third pal (Morton) mentioned. “Damn he is right… although, we could take the part. We are active and well hung and we are all negative” With that I assured him again we would be healthy and all over nine inches. “Our company would pay you and your time of course. The checks could be payable to you. All we need is your address and last name. We would handle the rest then. “Uhm… how much would I get…. if I am willing to participate in the educational spot” Brian asked and was obviously ashamed of bringing the subject of payment to the table. “Depends on how long we work on you and how much you are willing to do – we could explain that all to you, but only if you are actually interested” I told him. Of course he understood, that it would be a waste of time explaining all this, if he wouldn’t want to do it anyway and so he signaled to us, that he would love to a part in this advertisement. That was a great offer and after some exchange we welcomed him happily on our team. “What do I have to do?” he asked innocently. “Well – we need two days for this shoot. First we would film all the risky scenes, the bareback and stuff” we explained. “Bareback? No way! That is way too dangerous.” he revolted. We had to realize, that we didn’t have a young and good looking twink at our table, but also a stupid one and so it was necessary to get him back where he belonged. On our POZ cocks. “Actually our company requires an HIV and STD test every four weeks. You are the high risk factor here. You are young and attractive – it is highly possible, that you are sick already!” “No way – I had only one boyfriend and he was the only one getting into me without a condom. And since we broke up, I waited my share of time and made a test and it came out negative.” Brian answered. “See – and that is why, we are willing to take the risk with you, since we are totally positive about being healthy too” I confused him. “Do you guys have a studio?” he asked. The little brat caught us but Tim came to our rescue. “Our budget is big enough to rent a studio but our clients in europe want the spot as real as possible – so we wanted to start with some shoots here in the bar and then in a cheap hotel down the street. Only if it looks authentic, people will probably recognize the scheme and avoid this situation in future.” Brian nodded understandingly and mentioned that there are so many dangerous places around to be fucked up with HIV. “There are so many filthy toilets or guys get infected because the fuck around in a back seat of a car” he added. We agreed on that and discussed if we should do some sequels on the toilets but Morton argued against it. He brought us back to our client’s wishes (a lie: there was no client) and said it had to be a casual meeting between a boy slut and some POZ studs. “Too bad we only got our high definition mobile cams with us (a lie: we referred to the cams of our mobile phones). Our other gear is in our hotel and this is on the other side of the town. Those mobile cams are property of our company and they are really good” we fabricated but Brian believed every word we said by now. Almost like old friends we ordered him a beer and clinked glasses. He refused at first, since he didn’t like alcohol at all, but we convinced him to drink with us. In the end we had something to celebrate. He asked us to be kind to him. He had no experience with being an actor. “Of course – and remember it is all a reference to dangerous sex acts. We will penetrate you of course, but we are not shooting a porn movie or so. It will be still tasteful and show only the hint of risky behavior. If the scenes are too much hardcore after all, they will be edited anyways. So don’t worry about it.” We would explain every scene to him before shooting it. It was only important for him to know, that on the first night we would record the scheduled ‘unsafe’ scenes and on the other night we would do the ‘safe’ scenes and the contract between him and our fake company would be signed. The second night would never happen though. After another glass of whiskey, we decided it was time to set off. Brian was a little bit tipsy and as we left the bar, two of us helped Brian to walk straight. It was a funny sight. He looked so small and thin. His 5.4 foot and our over 6 foot tall bodies would make a nice contrast. I couldn’t wait to shoot my toxic load into his small and tight ass…

I've enjoyed several 10-11" thick cocks (all BBC, and one white guy). And, gratefully just had the pleasure of sharing one of my favorites with my boyfriend this past weekend. I'd been friends and fuck pals with "Rob" for over 14 years and had long ago lost count of the number of loads he had filled me up with. My bf on the other hand had never been with a black man or anyone with more than about 7.5". So Saturday night, Rob invited me, my hubby and our boyfriend over for drinks and play in his fuck-room (complete with sling, rim chair, fuck chair, bed with latex sheets and large screen TV). A couple of hours in we were all naked and the play begin... at first a round-robin of making out, sucking, and so forth. A bit later, I made myself another drink and sat on the fuck chair letting the dildo fuck me while I watched Rob begin to work our boys ass as hubby made out with them both on the bed. Later hubby started fucking boy on the bed and Rob got me into the sling where he worked my ass for an eternity and then fed me his delicious 10-thick inches of pure joy that I lust after so much. An hour or so later perhaps, we took a break to catch our breath and have another drink. After that it was boys turn in the sling -- he took turns sucking hubby and I while Rob alternated between eating his ass and working his hole with a cone-shaped dildo from Ft. Troff. Needless to say our boy was in heaven. The pace, poppers and sexual tension continued to build and before long Rob stood up and placed his huge dick at the boys well-opened entrance -- with zero pain or resistance he slowly slid all the way to the hilt in one long stroke. Our boy was amazed at how easily he took the largest dick he'd ever seen and how full and awesome it felt to be wrapped around so much cock that is stayed in constant contact with is P spot. Shortly, he gave himself to full abandon and enjoyed the ride of his life, while hubby and I stepped back to watch and enjoy the show. Half an hour later, we all started swapping out -- tag teaming our sexy cockhound until we each took turns unloading deep inside our boys manhole...of course Rob came last (and probably most too) -- pushing all 3 of our loads deeper inside our boy than they'd ever been before. What started at 8:30 pm with drinks and conversation ended at 3:30 am with cum, kisses and a little felching... definitely he best FOURGY I've ever been a part of. So, GO FOR IT -- big dick rocks -- just prepare accordingly. :-)

...whoa, hope that monster comes with a jumbo package of diapers...

The Ban has been lifted... I am free.... I am freeeeee Good to be back

this college boi needs so POZZZZ DNA!!!! no mercy rape my tight jock hole with a big group. do it right so im ready for my team back at school

BY freedomtofck https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/GANGBANG-CREAMPIE-32112092 GANGBANG & CREAMPIE Was just getting off work when this hot bottom hit me up on Scruff and invited me to his room at the Hyatt. Two other tops were there when I arrived. A sexy older daddy was plowing away and shot shortly after I got there. The second top, a hot cub I'd seen around town before went in and shot his load too. I was happy to go last, didn't even need lube, just slid in with all that hot cum. The other guys took off shortly after and I stayed behind and fucked the bottom's brains out until I came.

This one is especially for PigOut Mother is barely talking to me since ‘outing myself’ miserable that she isn’t going to have the sort of wedding and grandkids that she imagined for herself and I have been soooo busy at work with end of year reports to do and some cold/virus going around we have been short staffed for the past three weeks. The upshot being, we don’t see much of one another, which is currently fine by both of us let alone hooking up with my new bareback buddies at the bar as I have been going to work early and leaving late. Noah, the intern at work and I have been working closer together and he has been pestering me for sex too. I really don’t feel comfortable about mixing work and pleasure so have been putting him off. Now I’ve come down with this shitty cold, but only worse than everyone else’s, I never thought that it was anything else since my bout was relatively mild…it was only when checking back through my diary for something that I saw it was three weeks since meeting James and Jake when I came down with the "flu" that I began to consider it may be something I had read about, namely “Fuck flu” and suddenly I was horny, grab my rock-hard cock and about to jack off when I heard the doorbell go and mum talk to someone, “It’s one of those men I should have told you about “ she spits out. I run downstairs to see Noah with a quizzical look on his face. “Hi” he says, “Thought I’d see what’s keeping you away from work.” Flustered, I manage to say “Just the flu” Noah smirks, “Yeah, I wondered if that’s what it was, why don’t you come round mine, I’ve work in progress I need your help with….if you’re up for it Thinking with my dick, of course I was interested. Actually, I almost didn’t because I was still feeling so shitty but felt good enough to play. Noah’s viewpoint I followed Finn, so know the seedy club where he met up with his ‘date’ and from my seat at the bar I also watched him drunkenly go upstairs with the owner and all the other guys who followed during the course of the evening and, as Finn didn’t come back down it does not leave too much to the imagination to know what happened. There’s plenty of rumours about the club being a hangout for POZ guys as well as whispers of conversion parties. Unfortunately, I’ve never been lucky enough to get asked, too young I guess? Damn it I want to be POZ, my hunch is Finn has been pozzed, knowingly or not, so I am determined to get him to knock me up as he must be highly toxic right now. In readiness, I’m going to ask him to use condoms, special ribbed ones coz they should rip me up especially as I have doctored them with pinholes around the base of the tip and have a tub of Vaseline at the ready too! I’ve rehearsed and tested ahead of time by jacking off with these condoms to work out the most effective number of pinholes and amount of Vaseline lube to use to ensure they burst and think I have it reasonably correct. Time to put my practice into operation! Finn takes the story up.... Noah invited me in to his third-floor flat and no sooner had I crossed the threshold than he made the first move, we started kissing and his hand zeroed in on my crotch. massaging my rapidly growing cock through my tented Trackies. I unzipped his work trousers, and out popped the sexiest 6.5-inch curved cock I’ve ever seen. We stroked each other, whilst still kissing as he leads me to the bed. I stripped off his clothes, revealing a tight muscular bod, with just a light dusting of chest hair. I dropped to my knees, sucked him as he fucked my face. As I sucked him, he moaned about how good my mouth felt and urged me to fuck his sweet Ass. I didn’t need any further encouragement I spun him round, lifted his leg so I could get my tongue up his ass. My tongue and teeth gnaw at his hole, making him hot to get fucked. He watches the angry crimson head of my super hard dick grow larger and spew copious amounts of precum with each heartbeat "Got you wet. Got you ready," He looked over at me and nodded, as if to say, "Go for it!" My cock nuzzles his manhole. It was hot and wet, my precum dripped down his ass crack. Right now, I wanted him so badly “No I’ll be too tight…I’ve not had much experience…..and you’d better bag it, there’s condoms just there” as he points to the nightstand. Killing the moment, I begrudgingly reach over and grab the box of condoms, some lube and a bottle of poppers. “Ummm looks like you thought of everything” as his head nicely bobs up and down making my cock nice and slick. “Let me have some lube so I can really rub your beautiful cock as hard as it can be” Noah dips his hand in the jar of lube and smarms it over my cock. Is he so naïve or up to something I think to myself? I thought everyone knew lube inside a condom will just roll it off a cock during fucking…. Oh well who am I to argue? He makes a play of rolling the ribbed rubber down my slippery shaft and gets the odd smelling lube, (Petroleum jelly if I’m not mistaken) all over the condom. Surely, he knows oil-based lube will breakdown the structural integrity of the Latex and if done right, my final thrust in combination with vigorous fucking will cause the stretched rubber to break and quickly roll back down to the base of my cock, potentially exposing the unsuspecting NEG Noah to my what I reckon is diseased cum. I got behind him, gave him a hit of Poppers, ogled his absolutely symmetrical Butt. I too applied a small amount of lube to my shaft and dove in hard. He groaned out loud yet still backed up on my cock. He was as tight as they come writhing in pain more than pleasure in front of me. I fucked him Doggie-Style for a long while pulling out the whole length and forcing my way back in hard enough for the rubber to all but roll off. I keep stopping to stretch it back down using my fingernails to open the pinholes up and in no time there a sudden different feeling to our fucking from the rupturing condom causing increased sensation, resulting in a deeper, more pleasing skin-on-skin penetration. Noah feels it too as he keeps asking me if I like his slick hole, “Yeah It feels good, tight and gripping my cock like it doesn’t want to let me go” I snigger He is anxious to please as he make his ass muscles dance up my fuck stick. I tell him he had a great ass, pull out spin him over so we are face-to-face, raise his legs to heaven over my shoulders and rammed it back in having noticed the ruptured condom rolled down the base of my dick “Play with my Tits, Boy!” I yell at him He does and that made me pump harder and faster. He says he wants my fist up his ass. I would have loved to oblige, but was too close to cumming now. The sound of my precum slurping in his hole, combined with his purulent whisperings reached a crescendo in my ears, as my other physical senses were totally consumed by my raw dick plunging in and out of his ass. I pick up the tempo as Noah began to moan loudly, “Oh pleeeeease cum……pleeease shoot in me…….give me your seed.” He’d closed his eyes off in another place absorbing all pleasures of our first fuck, but I brought him back to reality by barking, “I’m going to give you exactly what you deserve.” Then ordering him to, “Open your eyes!” “What?” “I said. “Open your eyes, bitch!” I bent forwards until his face was almost touching mine, and he was staring directly into my eyes as I was into his. His countenance had taken on this lascivious expression and I wasn’t even sure I recognized the guy who I was fucking. Hunger and need. “You want my cum, whore?” "Yes, Sir," he pleaded. “Shoot in me now. Give me your hot cum, pleeease!” I force my spit and slime laden tongue way down his throat then absent minded whisper, “TAKE MY HOT POZ LOAD--NOW!" My dick spurted everywhere and spewed a small Lake up his guts as on cue his ass muscles clamp down around my cock, to seal every drop of my seed. I never felt so fulfilled in my life. His eyes widened when he realized I was cumming. I told him he was full of my man juices now. He shot without touching himself, ribbons of creamy cum pulsed over his head, across his face and down his chest. I pulled out, and some of my cum rolled down his thighs. “Oh shit” I say most apologetically it must have been a faulty condom, “look it’s shredded….I bred you raw….errr now you’ve got a load of cum in you, what harm could possibly come from a few additional Loads? As he wiped up, he asked if there was anything he should worry about. “Nothing I know of.” Why should I lie as I’ve only an inkling I’m POZ with no confirmed test result? If I am knocked up then perhaps one day he’d thank me for the POZZING his sweet ass! To pacify any doubts, I asked him same thing. “Course not. I wouldn’t BAREBACK if I had anything.” In our post fuck bliss, we cuddle and I work some fingers in his well fucked cummy hole, “Ouch it stings!” as he squirms to my ministrations but I persist working slowly at first until four fingers have his hole stretched wide, I kept feeding him poppers until my entire hand pops in definitely leaving it gaping wider than that hole had ever been before. Noah didn’t complain it hurt probably thanks to the poppers. I suspect he must have been bleeding and confirm it when I eventually pull my fingers out as they are all tinged pink and instantly makes my cock throb to full hardness causing Noah to lick his chops at the thought of that huge mushroom head entering him again. He sucks me like this was the last dick on earth and begins to beat my pulsing shaft in a cum producing rhythm. The Fucker loved it. About 5 minutes later I can’t take any more, push his hand off my cock; and with my shaft still in his mouth, I force Noah back against the wall. “Gag on it, cocksucker!” as I plunge the full length in his mouth. Slow strokes at first, then faster, till my rod is deep down his throat. Gag he did, a number of times, which made me pause, stop, holding myself motionless in his mouth until the need to cum passes. Without further ado I grab Noah‘s ankles drag him down the bed and shove the balls deep up his ass, right up to the pubes. I guess it hurt, no whimper this time but a full on scream. No matter I don't give a fuck about his discomfort as I ram deeper into his stinging hole. I love it. “You OK?” “Cock up my ass. I’d do anything for that.!” I begin to pound him mercilessly, on every stroke nearly withdrawing, then plunging back in so hard my balls slammed into his ass, a new sensation and I’d never felt so horny in my life. Fucking like this is all about my orgasm, not his. Noah whimpers and moans as I ask. “You want me to cum in you?” then adding, “I’m gonna cum in you, regardless.” Event his put-down, this disregard for Noah’s pretend safe sex practice, was a turn-on. Come on Finn! Fuck that hole! Give me exactly what I need! Breed me!" “Is this your first time?" "Getting fucked?" "No, barebacking, idiot." "Well, almost." "You’re neg?" I ask "Yeah." He doesn’t ask me mine cause he is pretty sure he knows. "What would happen if I came inside you?" "I’d love it….even if you were POZ” "Does matter I’m not? “Do you know for sure you’re not?” As if reading my mind….it was all I needed. This talk had me on the edge because with one final thrust I let out a bellow, my huge shaft pulses and shoots my potentially poz juices deep inside his guts, buckets of hot creamy jizz into Noah the intern’s gut He leans forward to kiss me. His lips taste so hot. As we dressed, I ask indifferently about the doctored condom. Following a deep breath, he told me about the club, how he figures I’d been pozzed…said he wanted it; that he wanted me to be the guy to GIFT him and that he wanted to make it as easy as possible for me and not tell me till it was TOO LATE. I kissed him. For several months, even after he left his assignment with us at work, we continued to see each other almost weekly. When he came down with the fuck flu a few weeks later I was there to look after him and he often fucked me too, but I began to not only top him--but others too. He introduced me to several of his friends and we did a number of 3-ways together….after one such meeting, as the three of us lay cuddling, he suggested it might be time to get tested. We did and, you know the results.

Part 19 As we pulled into the new empty field, which would be our home for about three weeks, I wondered what my duties would be setting up the carnival and freak show. I had questioned Stinger about that during out ride, but he would never give me a straight answer. Stinger pulled our trailer behind the fun house. “That’s your new place of work,” he said. “I am going to be an attendant on the fun house” I asked. “Nope, let them set it up and I will show you” he said, “We are going to put your special talent to good use” Shit, I didn’t have any talent, could not sing, dance, hell I couldn’t even whistle and carry a tune in a bucket. “What do I do, while everyone is setting up” “I need you to search for a trailer that belongs to Ink” “Okay” I jumped out of the passenger side of the trailer and went on my search. I passed so many men working already. Many were shirtless and the sight of their muscular bodies was turning me on. My cock was getting hard in my jeans as I walked through the field. It took a while, but I found Ink’s trailer. I knocked on the door and waited. The door opened, revealing a man covered in tattoos from head to toes, including his face. He was wearing a white thong, showing off his big bulge and tatted ass. “Ah, was wondering when you were going to show up” “Stinger just said I should search you out” I said, “but didn’t tell me which trailer was yours” “Sounds like him” he said moving out of the way, inviting me in. “So what will it be” he asked me as I was closing the door. “I’m sorry” I said. “What tattoo do you want and where?” I thought for a moment. “I wold like a scorpion, just like Stinger on my hip and maybe a biohazard symbol on the base of my back, above my crack” “Strip naked so we can start” Ink said, “ass up” I quickly stripped out of my clothes and got in his chair, ass up. He lightly stroked my lower back and ass. “Pretty pussy” he said. “You should slide in it some time” “I just might” After all the prep work was done on me and he set up his tools of the trade, he began. At first I would jump a little when he ran the needle over my skin. He was sitting on my lower ass and I could feel his pouch sliding up and down my skin as he worked. His cock was growing inside of it and would poke me every now and then. “You okay” he asked. “Yes, Ink” He continued his work on my biohazard tattoo. I didn’t move as much when the needle touched my skin, but I could feel something else poking me. I glanced over my shoulder and saw that his pouch had been pulled aside and his hard cock was laying on my ass crack, It would move when he did, sometimes poking me. “Would it be better if my cock was up your ass” “I see no harm in it” His mouth opened slightly and spit slowly dropped out, falling down on to his cock. He rubbed it in, then dropped out more. Lifting up slightly, he stabbed at my hole, I pushed back and the head popped in. He didn’t wait, he drove his cock in all the way. “Squeeze me as I work” he said. I squeezed my ass muscles around his cock, as the needle moved along my lower back. I would change my rhythm of the squeeze as well as the speed. “Your hole feels good around my cock” he said. “Want you to shoot inside me” “Are you sure you want my load” he said. “Is a pig’s ass pork” I asked. “Yes’ he said slapping my ass. I continued to squeeze his cock with my ass more and more. He would slowly move it in and out as he worked. Not much just so I could feel it. He didn’t need me moving or jerking - the biohazard sign had to be perfect. “Almost done” he said. I squeezed more, trying to resist the urge to fuck myself on his cock. “Finished” he said, putting his tools on this bench next to us. He rubbed something on my new tattoo and then positioned himself over me and began to pump his cock in and out. He would slam into my hole balls deep. I could feel his breathe on me and smell it. It smelt like a mixture of cheap liquor and piss. I could feel his balls dropping on my ass as he pumped my hole. “Turn over and we can do your scorpion” he said pulling out his cock without cumming. As he was busy getting his tools and supplies ready, I flipped over. I could see his cock better. It was hard still, but was was more intriguing was that there was four names tattooed on it near the base. “What’s with the names on your cock” I asked. “It’s the names of the men that I converted into the family” he said. “Family?” “Yes, the poz family” He prepped my hip for the new tattoo and than began. “Mark was the first, only eighteen when I got him, a virgin in all respects to sex. I changed that quickly” This area was more tender and stung worse than a cat scratch. I clenched my jaw hard as he worked. “David was next, a muscled freak, said he was straight but took dick like a pro. Wanted to try bareback, and paid the ultimate price.” He continued on my scorpion, dipping in the ink and then working it into my skin. I closed my eyes and just concentrated on not moving. “Next was Adam, oh Adam, he was an interesting man, son of a preacher rebelling against daddy. Had to hold him down to get him to take it. crying to God the whole time” The needle was getting to the point I couldn’t bare it any more. I just wanted this to be over. I wanted out of his chair. I think he was deliberately making this hurt more. “The last was Zach, or the cheater. He was partner to some guy and was out looking for some cock. I decided to give him more than he asked for. A gift to take home to the boyfriend” My mind began to wonder, Zach, was it my Zach was it the asshole who had packed his bags and left, no reason why. Did I just find out the reason. “Zach” I said, “what did he look like” “oh he was a pretty boy, red head, smooth milky body, birth mark almost in the shape of a…” “heart on his ass cheek” I said. “Yeah, how did you know” “I was his boyfriend” “Well fuck me sideways” he said, “We have come full circle” He continued to work on my tattoo. “Oh you should have heard him beg for my cock. He was like a whore, bucking his ass, driving me deeper.” Shit, I was getting angry at Ink for destroying my relationship, for hurting Zach. “Head to cover his mouth from all his moaning and grunting, was he always a loud bitch in bed.” “No, quite the opposite” “He squealed like a pig when I shot my poz load in him” He did one more pass at my tattoo and put all the tools away. His cock was still hard and dripping pre-cum. “You still want my load buddy” he asked. I got up and got on all fours. Pushing my ass back towards him. He rammed his cock deep into my hole. He didn’t waste a moment and began to fuck my hole hard and deep. “Zachy wanted it on his back, said he wanted to see my face as I fucked him” I pushed back harder onto him, driving him deeper into my hole. “Begged me to put on a rubber, but I ignored it. Would tell him raw or nothing” His cock was jack hammering my hole, faster and harder. “Guess nothing was not an option for him, he needed dick, a real man’s dick” He slammed deep into my hole, dick twitching and pulsing as he shot deep inside me. “Giving you a taste of my strain, the same strain as your Zachy” He pulled off and handed me a tube of cream, and explained how to take care of my new tattoos. As I dressed I glared at him angrily. I snatched the tube and left. I found Stinger taking a break, shirtless and sweaty. “Hey Pet, nice tattoo” he said, “It’s like mine” “You set me up, didn't you” I screamed at him, “you knew he pozzed my boyfriend and you sent me there to find out didn’t you” “Babe, relax. it all turned out for the best. Plus you have me now” I was so mad that I turned and left, headed to our trailer. I need to know everything. It was just about five minutes more and Stinger came in.

Love where this is going... Sure, they say Two's company, three's a crowd , but to be honest I really like when things get kinda crowd y at the baths...

Part 11 I squeezed my eyes even tighter shut, as the unknown person came into the stall. “Don't turn around, eyes forward the whole time,” a man said, “understand white?” “Yes Sir,” I replied. I knew the voice, but could not put a name to it. I heard his belt being undone, followed by a zipper and pants dropping. Hands gripped my ass cheeks and spread them apart. I could hear them man drop to his knees. His hot breathe invaded my crack, heating my hole. I moaned softly as he pressed his face into my crack. I could feel a bushy mustache rubbing and poking me as his tongue licked around my hole. The mustache gave away the identity of the unknown man eating my ass. It was the VP of Human Resources, Mr. Warren. It was his voice that I heard and it was his mustache that I was feeling. Damn what was with the married men in this company? My mind wondered if he also was infected with the deadly virus. Mr. Warren stood and rubbed the head of his cock around my wet hole. “How many loads are in you now, whore?” he asked. “One Sir.” “We will change that soon enough.” He started to push his hard cock into my hole. I pushed my hole out allowing him to easily enter my hole. His veiny cock slowly slid into me deep. He didn't stop until his crotch was pressed against my naked ass. Gripping my hips he began to slide out, until his head was pulling my hole outwards. He didn't hesitate and slammed back into me. I grunted loudly, to which he slapped my ass. I jumped. He continued to pull out to his cock head and then slam in. Only every now and then he slapped my ass. The noise from the slap would echo inside the bathroom. His balls were swinging as he fucked my hole. I pushed back meeting his thrusts in, driving him deeper into my ass. I tried to remain quiet, but every now and then I would softly grunt. His moaning was loud and adding to the echoes of the bathroom. "Fuck whore, your hole is fucking hot” he said. I moaned my response to him and pushed back on his cock more. “Gonna dump a big load into you” he said, “don't have to worry about knocking you up.” I moaned even louder. My cock was swinging back and forth as pre-cum was oozing out of my cock. He was pounding my hole harder and harder. His cock had thickened and was rock hard. “You want it, don't you? You want my cum up that cunt?" “Yes give me that load.” “Of fuck, here it comes,” he yelled slamming his cock deep into my hole. “Breed me deep.” He pumped his cock in and out a bit, mixing his load with that of my boss. “Squeeze hard,” he said, “I don't want you you lose my load.” I tensed up my muscles as he pulled out. He wiped his cock on my ass cheek and the pulled up and started to leave. Once the stall door closed he said “Your next cock should arrive soon, so stay put.” “Thank you Sir for your load.” “Thank me for more than that” he said. “I just shot a load of syphilis up that ass.” “Thank you Sir for your virus.” “Your boss’s gift was AIDS, my gift was syphilis. Who know’s what the next cock will bring you?” With that he left, leaving me bent over a old stained toilet, with two loads up my ass, one with AIDS and one with syphilis. The door to the restroom opened and I could hear footsteps coming to the stall.

Glad to see someone else keeps track. I'm at 310 loads in my ass, and 64 oral. Of the 310, 113 were undetectable, 33 were poz, 18 were neg and the rest who knows. My goal was 2 loads a day on average. I'm behind, but hopefully will make up enough ground next month on my trip to Asia. If you want to help, let me know.

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.

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.

Five loads later and Jason's body was limp and loose after being passed back and forth in the steam around the dirty older pigs. He couldn't hold a coherent thought together let alone speak as the last dick to fuck him slowly plopped out and a gush of liquid spilled out and dribbled down his leg. Jason dropped to the floor and his body slowly began crawling for the door, instinctively trying to get away from his tormentors however in moments he felt arms either side hoist him to his feet and walk him out the steam room into the cold corridor. “I think this dumb cunt pig needs a lie down before he starts having a G fit, how fucking much did you give him Sid you fucker” laughed one of his supports. “Just the right amount for a growing young lad” came the response from the steam room. “Right come with us, we will get you laid down and relaxed don't worry”. Came the voice next to Jason reassuringly. He leaned in and rested his head on this mans shoulder and found it bony and pointed. He was desperately seeking some sense of safety, completely not realising he wouldn't find any in one of the men who had just raped his hole. Jason was walked, well more dragged, through the red lit corridors, seeing various faces of men staring back at him with lust. All sorts of men were here, from big hairy brutes, to seedy looking twinks, smooth bloated bellies and skeletal bodies. They all had the same face in common however, a look of insatiable hunger. Jason was pushed into a room and was lifted into a sling suspended in the centre of this room. “Ssssssh lay back kid, don't worry we will get you sorted out, just relax and try and sleep it off” said one of his supports and he was helped further back into the sling and had his legs lifted and slowly secured into the straps. Jason slowly drifted towards the edge of unconsciousness as he slowly was rocked back and forward in the sling as multiple leather straps were wrapped around his legs and arms keeping him secure and in place. One of the men went into the corner and pressed a couple of buttons that help tilt and manoeuvre the sling so Jason's head was below his legs, making not only the blood slowly rush to his head, but ensuring his mouth and throat and arse were all at prime fucking height. Another button was pressed which slowly pulled the sling further apart stretching Jason's legs out further apart. He groaned as his fucked hole began to stretch open slightly and a gush of cum slopped out onto the floor. “Don't be an ungrateful pig now” said one of the captors as he scooped the discharge up in his fingers and shoved them into Jason's open mouth. Pushing them deep down the back of his throat ensuring that all the poz cum him and his friends had so kindly deposited didn't go to waste. The two men then looked at their sacrificial lamb, smiled and left as Jason slowly spun in the centre. Jason stared unawares up at the ceiling, his mind perplexed by the image he was seeing. The room was mirrored and his mind was trying to interpret the vision in front of him. His own body tied up swinging, suspended, naked. What was going on, where was he? Nothing was making sense. Slowly he could see in the reflection a body moving towards him. He tried to turn his head to see but his body couldn't seem able to do anything, so all he could do was watch the reflection in petrified silence as a voice muttered “well well well, looks like this little piggy has been having a good night already” Clive approached the body suspended in front of him and grabbed at one of the pale white legs and squeezed. “Beautiful pig aren't you. All smooth and youthful. Oh I remember those days”. Clive pushed two fingers into Jasons puffed hole and began pulling it apart. “Mmmmm still nice and tight” he whispered as he got closer and worked his tongue up deep inside “Mmmm and loaded as well. My own cream filled bun ready to eat” Jason's eyes bulged in fear as he motionlessly watched this riddled looking old man start to eat his hole, licking and slobbering and sucking on his ass lips. He watched in pure horror as the old man used such force his arse lips looked like they were being pulled inside out. Getting fuller and more like pussy lips. “Mmmm yeah you've got the small beginnings of a little rose bud there” the old man said as he licked the cum off his lips. “I hope I get a second taste before I leave”. Clive got to his feet and walked around Jason. “Now I've done a greedy thing and eaten all those loads from your hole, and that was wrong. So its only fair I share and return the favour.” Clive walked to Jason's face and turned around and began lowering his arse towards Jason's face. Aware of what he was seeing but unable to do anything Jason's eyes bulged in revulsion as he watched his old man pull apart his sagging arse cheeks to reveal more of a wound that a hole. It had lost any elasticity a long time ago and the hole had clearly been stretched so many times it was now a loose mess covered in blisters and bruises. “I've got a fair few stored in here for you, just as fresh” said Clive as he lowered his hole, feeling his sagging lips drop directly into Jason's unresponsive open mouth and then he grunted and pushed, filling Jason's mouth with a collection of randoms dirty loads. “Thats a good boy” said Clive as he stood up and turned back around. “Now eat up” he said as he closed Jason's mouth and held his head stroking his throat causing Jason to swallow at least 4 random loads that Clive had collected throughout the day. “Now I'm afraid thats not going to get you knocked up, but don't worry at least one of those loads came from a dick with a serious case of the drip so you are getting one special present at least” Clive winked as he gave Jason's nipple a good hard tweak. “You have a good night now you hear, and don't forget to save me some more loads for later” Clive walked out the room and passed a young twink who had been watching from the door way. They exchanged a smile and a nod and as Clive walked away the twink slid in. There was no small talk as the twink immediately went and took Jason's cock in his mouth and started sucking on it for all he had. His mouth formed a tight seal and sucked tighter and tighter. Jason was still lost in his own mind as his cock was being tormented by this twink. He had been sucked by girls before and whilst it had never been mind blowing it had been better than this. The twink grabbed Jason's balls and yanked on them hard, trying to choke himself on Jason's unresponsive dick. Realising he didnt have much chance the twink got up annoyed and went round to the Jason's mouth. “You better be ready to fuck me later” he spat into Jason's face,“I want your load and I'm going to get it”. Up close the twink was less cute boy and more a cracked out mess. His dry lips showed significant cold sores and the purple bags under his deep sunken eyes told a horror story. He lowered his face and planted a wet uncontrolled slobber into Jason's mouth, taking Jasons lip and biting down hard. Jason could taste something metallic but couldn't be sure if it was his own blood or the twink's coldsore covered mouth. The twink got up and walked out leaving Jason suspended slowly turning unable to move and lost in his thoughts. He felt sick, he felt empty and as he watched more bodies slowly fill the doorway, he knew this was just going to get worse.

Chapter Seven Almost all of my strength had come back by the time we entered the doctor’s office. The Priest went first, me following. Inside was a semi-lite room set up just like an exam room at any doctors office. Framed posters covered the walls - some looks like viruses taken from medical journals, while others were more obscene. Mixed in were posters of cocks, some hard, some soft, cut and uncut, some shooting cum, while others oozed what looked to be the clap - red with irritation as well as other sexual transmitted diseases. There was also posters of holes - some just normal, some puckered and red, while others were open, oozing cum. My cock was slowly rising after my look around the room. Standing in the middle of the room was the doctor. His hair was salt and pepper as well as his goatee. He was wearing a lab coat and combat boots. The coat was open, exposing his body to me - tanned, toned, and defined. His chest was covered in a mat of black and white chest hair leading to a “treasure trail” down to his trimmed dark crotch hair. His cock hung heavy over his balls, it was cut with a huge mushroom head that was about the size of a baby’s fist. The shaft of his cock was thick and veiny. His balls were smooth, hanging low in his sac, one higher than the other. “Conversion?” the sexy doctor asked? “Yes, phase one resulted with infection, bolstered the virus through feeding - six loads - from mid viral count HIV positive to two full blown.” replied the Priest. “Excellent” said the doctor. “Please take a seat on the exam table so the evil doctor can probe you” I moved slowly to the exam table, still studying the doctor’s body. My cock was hard as a rock, pointing my way to the table. As I climbed on, the Priest turned and exited the room. As the doctor approached, I spread my legs wide giving his access to my cock, balls and my aching hole. “Are you experiencing aches? Fever? Sweats?” the doctor asked. “Earlier Sir, but now it’s just aches.” I replied “Bar keep’s piss?” “Yes, Sir” “Hmmm, excellent elixir. Symptoms should return in time. ” His hands were cold to the touch, as he felt around my neck, just under my jaw. They warmed as he ran his hand over my shoulders and into my arm pits. I jumped a little from this touch, slightly ticklish in my pits. Pressing hard into my pits, he made small circles. As he was examining me, I was watching his cock, hanging between his legs. I fought back the urge to touch it, stimulating it until it was hard as a rock. “You like looking it my cock?” the doctor asked. I nodded yes, not taking my eyes off the head of his cock. “It’s okay it likes the attention” the doctor replied. “It’s pure poison boy. It has bitten many boys with out them knowing it.” “It starts by kissing the hole, ever so lightly, secreting a sample unto the skin, making the boy beg for my snake to slither in” “No protective skin can hold it, it sheds it quickly and silently. Writhing until it spits it’s venom deep inside a warm dark hole” As the doctor talked, his cock started to slowly thicken in girth and length. The head was resting on my knee when it finished hardening. It was so long, at least eleven inches if not a foot. His nuts pulled up as he made his cock jump off my knee and then drop down on it. “it likes you, boy” “feel it, hold it, let it slither in your hand” I wrapped my fingers around it, yet it my fingers did not touch. I slid my hand from just behind the head to the base of the shaft. It felt hot. I watched as the doctor licked his lips, knowing that he wanted to inject me with his venom. “you want it in you, don’t you?” the doctor asked with a grin. I just nodded as I continued to stroke it, feeling him trying to make his cock jump again in my hand. As much as my hole ached, I wanted to feel this massive cock deep inside me. I wanted a real cock fucking my ass. “there will be no skin to shed this time” I let go of his cock, slowly laid back on the exam table and raised my legs high into the air, presenting my hole for his use, his pleasure. I reach around my hips and spread my checks, exposing my hole more. He watched as he stroked his cock. “puffy and red, oozing death - just the way I like it” Stepping closer to the exam table, he removed his lab coat. I could feel his cock head just touching my hole, teasing me. The massive head circled my puffy hole, rubbing the cum that had leaked out all around. I pictured his cock spitting pre-cum as he played in the toxic cum that had escape from my fuck hole. “push out that fuck hole” I pushed out, opening my hole and at the same time squirting out some of the cum I was holding in, It squired out covering the doctor’s cock even hitting his crotch hair. “AGAIN” he shouted Concentrating harder, I pushed out my hole as he drove his cock in deep and hitting bottom, causing me to jump. He pulled out until just his head was inside my hole, pulling my hole outwards, then pushed all the way back in, this time penetrating my second ring. I had never felt such pleasure. His massive cock was hitting new pleasure points deep inside me. He pulled out again - this time all the way and drove all they way back in. He continued to punch fuck my hole over and over. His cock pumped air in me as he drove in, causing me to swell in my abdomen, until I couldn’t hold it and then it would blow out, expelling more cum all over the doctor’s cock and body. It was a sloppy noisy fuck. The doctor grabbed my ankles, yanking my legs open as far as they could go and then a bit more. The muscles in my legs screamed in pain as they were stretched. His cock continued to pump in and out of my wide hole, every time going balls deep into me, pushing the toxic loads from before deeper and deeper into me. I moaned more and more as he continued to fuck me, only to be drowned out by a deep growl coming from his chest, as well as the wet sloppy cum hole. I looked to my right to see a picture of a hole, opened, puffy oozing cum out of the red interior. “just like your hole” the doctor said noticing my gaze. The assault on my hole continued. I still wanted more and more. I could feel his nuts hitting my ass, I could feel the cum running down my ass to the table. I could feel his crotch hair rubbing my balls as he slammed his dick deep into me. I could feel his cock head as it penetrated my hole and escaped. My cock was hard resting on my abs, leaking a large pool of pre-cum in my belly button. The doctor scooped up some of my pre-cum onto his fingers and slid them into his mouth, savoring the sweet juice from my balls. “newly mutated seed. fresh poison - a new strain of AIDS……mmmmmmm” He continued to eat my pre-cum as he drove his cock in and out of my wrecked hole. His cock was hardening and thickening as he pumped my hole. I could only imagine his balls tightening up, drawling close to his body as hie prepared to shoot his toxic load into my guts. “snake is getting ready to strike - ready for my venom?” “Give it to me” “another AIDS load” He rammed his cock deep inside me, pushing his hips into me, as I felt his cock jump and pulse inside, shooting his AIDS deep within. As his cock slowed in pulsing he started to pump in and out of my hole, mixing his AIDS load with the HIV and AIDS loads already inside. The doctor slowly pulled his cock out of me, releasing me and allowing me to lower my legs. I watched his cum covered, dripping cock slowly deflate, returning to a hanging position on his body. I wanted to ump off the exam table, dropping to my knees in front of him. “hold your legs wide” I quickly grabbed my legs behind my knees, as the doctor went for a stool and tray of examination tools. He sat in front of my used, leaking hole, which was now wide open. No matter how hard I tried to squeeze it shut, it remained gapping. After the huge dildo and the doctor’s massive cock, I knew it would be a while before my hole would return to normal. I felt a coldness near my hole, something metallic. It circled my hole, as if collecting the leaking cum, until it slowly invaded. I felt it pressing against the puffy lips of my hole, slowly stretching them wider and wider. It was then, I knew the doctor had inserted a speculum into my hole. The stretching continued well past the point of comfort, past the point that the dildo and dick had stretched me open. “very nice” the doctor said. I watched as he stood up and walked over to a cabinet on the wall. Opening it revealed a phone. After removing the receiver and placing it to his ear, he only said: “it is time.” He hung up and returned to his stool and grabbed what looked like a pen off the tray, he bend over as to look into my used hole. The pen turned out to be a small flash light. The Priest entered the room and joined the doctor at my hole, silently standing behind the doctor. “cum has coated the walls which are irritated, mixed with the blood from my busting of your inner ring. Rate of infection should increase.” “Chanced of conversion?” the Priest asked. “98% or higher” the doctor replied. “2% chance of failure is still not acceptable, this one must jump the precursor.” “Escalation is still an option. We could add another method of exposure” My mind started to concoct how they would escalate higher than what I had bed exposed to. I had taken two homeless men’s cum loads, a mixture of cum from Priests - some dead, some living that was recycled, and the cum and possibly blood from a man who had put his cock in any hole he could find as well as taken any and all cock into his holes. I also took four loads of HIV positive cum and two loads of full blown AIDS cum tonight as well as the doctor’s AIDS load. What the fuck was next? “Plug him!” the Priest ordered, “I will determine if escalation is needed.” I heard the doctor open a drawer and then quickly shut it. The speculum was slowly closed and pulled from my hole. Without warning, a plug was shoved into my hole. I felt my hole give as the ball head pushed in, then it collapsed around the narrow base. I jumped and bite my lip. “Come with me” the Priest said. I obeyed without question, jumping off the exam table. I followed the Priest across the room and out the door, only to hear the doctor quietly say: “you will be back”

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

PART TWO The door opened and I heard foot steps coming down the hall. I panicked a little trying to pull away from Anthony’s pounding cock but he caught me with his strong hands and continued to fuck my hole as two men came into the room. I stared at them in horror of what they had found, but neither one of them seemed surprised to find Anthony with his cock buried in some strange guy in fact they looked pleased. “Don’t worry boy, they're here to help you learn your true place. Max and Tom live downstairs. They graduated two years ago and decided that some things,” he slammed into my ass particularly hard a few times, “in this town are just to good to leave, so they stayed.” I looked at the two men and realized that they weren’t that much older then me. In fact they looked like the frat boys I lusted over every day. One of them was about my height but was built like a football player, he had short blond hair sticking up under a baseball cap, as I watched he pulled his wife beater t-shirt over his head revealing pits bursting with dirty blond hair. The other was the perfect all American boy, about six foot with brown hair a strong jaw and swimmers body, he wore a black t-shirt and sweat pants which were beginning to reveal a sizable bulge. “How about you boys get naked and give this cumdumpster something to suck on while I give him the second load of his life.” A small part of my brain wondered why I was letting this happen, why I was pushing my ass back against this man I had met not three hours ago and had already blown a load in my, until then, 'condom-only' ass, but then I saw the blond boy (who I would later learn was Max) pull his jeans off revealing a pair of white briefs fit to bursting with a fact cock and stunning balls and I didn’t care any more. Tom was faster then Max and had already dropped his sweat pants before Max could pull off his underwear. Tom was like a mini version of Anthony, in fact he was probably what Anthony had looked like ten years prior, lithe and dark with thick patches of hair starting to grow together all of him. His cock was not as long as Anthony’s but it was certainly thicker. This all American boy was swinging not a bat but a can of Guinness, and all around the base and over his nice round balls was a thick dark bush. Max was much less hairy then the other two men, he had thick pit hair and incredibly hairy legs and ass, but other then that his torso was almost smooth. His nipples were a bright pink and his skin a pail white. His cock was probably eight inches long an nearly as thick as Anthony’s. Despite the sensible part of my brains warnings I knew as soon as I saw those two cocks that I needed them inside me and I knew I needed their loads in my cunt. Both men got down on their knees in front of me and pressed their cock to my lips. Obediently I opened my mouth and began trying to acuminate them both. Behind me Anthony had begun grunting and pounding like an animal and I knew he wouldn’t last much longer. Just as Tom began to force his cock deeper into my mouth Anthony grabbed my hips and slammed balls-deep into me. Once again I felt the astounding pulsations of his cock deep in my gut and then the rush of warmth as his cum filled-up my cunt. After a moment he pulled-out with a wet sloppy plop and staggered to his feet. Max wasted no time in sliding his cock into my gaping hole while Tom started to fuck my face. I gagged on the cock slamming against my tonsils while I bucked back on the cock ramming my ass. Although I couldn't see Anthony, I could hear him chuckling in the background. “Look at you now, being spit roasted by two former frat boys with two loads up your sweet cunt, when just this morning you had never been bred before. Are you having fun, boy?” “God yes,” I tried to answer around Tom’s insanely fat cock. All three of them laughed at the muffled sound and Tom redoubled his efforts and fucking my throat. Max’s cock had me writhing all over the place as he deep-dicked me, pulling almost all the way out before sliding it slowly back into my cum lubed hole again and again. But good as his cock felt I needed his load. “Tom, pull-out the boy’s mouth for a minute. I need him to be able to answer me.” Tom pulled-out of my mouth at Anthony’s bidding and moved behind me with Max. Anthony squatted down in front of me, his now half mast cock right in my face. Gently, he lifted my chin so I was looking him in the eyes. “You’re a good boy. Now, these two frat boys are gonna finish using you sweet new cunt pretty soon 'cause we don’t wanna wreck it too bad before your coming out party tonight. I’ve invited around fifteen guys to come over in an hour to breed your hole. There are no rules except that all loads must go in your cunt. Do you want those loads, boy? Do you want your load count to be at least eighteen tonight?” Max had changed from slowly sliding his cock back in each time to slamming his cock back up my cunt just as hard as he could. All that I could say between grunts of pleasure was “YES!” “Good boy, now Max, give the slut what he needs.” Max grunted savagely and started to jackhammer my hole. I could feel cum spewing from his dick inside of me, splashing against the walls of my cunt. No sooner was Max done then Tom was working his way inside me calling, “My turn.” Despite the vicious poundings I had received that day Tom’s beer can thick cock was still stretching my hole out even more. He pushed inside slowly but steadily, until the whole thing was inside and I could feel his pubes against my ass cheeks and his balls resting against mine. He held still for a moment before drawing back slowly and building up the pace of his fucking till he was like a jack rabbit who had just gotten out of jail. Max leaned in close and whispered to me, “Itn't Tom’s cock amazing?” “Fuck, yes.” “I love taking his cock.” “I can’t wait for his load!” “You’ll get it soon.” “God, I’ll be so loose then it’ll just drip out.” “You think you’re loose now? Just wait until we double-dick you." “You want my load, boy?” Tom said panting. “Please breed me! I need you load in my cunt!” “Yeah fucking pig.” Tom slammed balls deep again, stretching my hole just a little bit more to accommodate it’s base as shot after shot after shot of cum rocketed into my bowels. “Just wait pig, at the end of the night Max and I are going to make sure your cunt can handle whatever the world throws your way. “Put this in his ass,” Anthony came back into the room and handed Max a black butt plug, a really big black butt plug. Without hesitating, Tom pulled out of my ass and Max slammed the plug in to make up for the lack of cock inside of me. “Ok boy. You’ve got twenty minutes till your party guests get here. We’ll get you in the sing in a few minutes, but first I think there is something you should see.” He motioned to Max and Tom who helped me to shaky knees and led me down the hallway to another room…

True story, but from before I tested poz (and when I was living in a different city). I'd been hanging out at the bar on a Thursday night, but wasn't getting very far. I'd been looking for a hot ass to breed, as it had been a little while since I'd topped. But things weren't going my way. I was in a country-western place, and happened to catch the eye of a very hot cub in a checked button down and a white cowboy hat. Just a few years younger than me, maybe late 20s or so. Nice trimmed beard and a bit of chest hair showing at the collar of his shirt. Short, stocky powerful build. He was sitting in a corner alone and seemed kind of nervous. I walked up and introduced myself. Drew him out a bit in conversation. Had a couple drinks and bought him a shot before I started making any moves. I knew he wanted me as much as I wanted him, but he just needed the liquid courage to take me up on it. Once he was ready, I made my move. And before you knew it he'd jumped in my pickup and was telling me how to get to his place. I kept it tame on the way back, nothing more than a hand on his thigh, but I could see from the bulge in his Wranglers that he couldn't wait. We got back to his place and he pulled me into the bedroom. Our clothes flew off as we kissed. He had the broad shoulders of a muscle cub, but with just the right amount of body fat to tell you he earned his muscles through work, not in a gym. A nice layer of hair covered his chest, ass, forearms and legs. My hand drifted down to his crack and his cock throbbed and he grunted in pleasure as I lightly fingered his hole. I played with his ass as he sucked my cock. I told him how badly I wanted to fuck him and he reached for the condom and lube on the nightstand. I told him I wanted him bare, but he was too nervous. And so I agreed to wear the condom. It's a sign of just how badly I wanted to get inside his ass that the rubber didn't kill my hardon like they usually do. I put him on his back with his legs on my shoulders and eased my cock inside him. That hole felt perfect, even through the latex. I started fucking him nice and slow and gentle at first, but soon with more speed and more force with every thrust. His ass felt so good...looked so good with my cock slamming in him. His eyes were rolled back in his head in pleasure as I fucked him as hard as a could. I pulled out and flipped him on his hands and knees and then slid in him again. Usually looking down and watching my cock pound a hot hairy ass is one of my favorite parts about fucking, but it just looked wrong with the rubber. I found myself craving, dying to know how much better his ass would feel with nothing separating it from my cock. I wanted him raw and I'd do anything to get it. I started big long strokes with the whole shaft of my cock. I'd pull out almost all the way and then slam my cock back into him as hard as I could, listening to each satisfying grunt as my dick slid home. His ass was really well opened up by now and his face was buried in a pillow. I started pulling out altogether and then slamming the entire shaft of my cock into him from tip to hilt. Each stroke, I was only outside his body for a millisecond, but I saw my chance. And on one outward stroke, I ripped the condom off just in that millisecond and buried my now-bare cock into his hot ass without missing a beat. His ass on my raw cock was even better than I'd imagined. He looked so fucking hot with his ass in the air and my dick pounding him bareback. Inevitably, I couldn't stop myself from cumming. And I did it with my cock buried inside him as deep as it could possibly go. I felt my cock swelling as the pleasure flooded up from my cock to my brain, and felt a massive load exploding in his guts. I've taken loads like that up my ass, and I knew damn well he'd felt exactly what I'd done to him. I fucked the cum deeper into him with a few easy strokes, but I was completely exhausted by my efforts. I pulled out of him and looked down at my cock, glistening with the load I'd just shot. A small trickle of cum was leaking out his ass but I pretended to take off the rubber and used my cockhead to wipe it up. We were both covered in sweat. After that, we both showered and we made a little conversation, but the trick was over and I left soon after to crash out sound asleep at my place. He didn't say a word about what I'd done and neither did I. But that's not the end of the story. A couple months later, I was wandering around the local bath looking for some action. And I came across room with the door open and two men having sex. A big well-hung Latino guy was fucking the occupant of the room. I stopped to watch and noticed they were fucking bare. The bottom was on all fours with his face buried in a pillow, but before long I recognized that hot ass. He was moaning and begging the top to shoot inside him, which the top quickly did. He pulled out and I shoved into him. I could feel the wetness and warmth of multiple loads in his ass. He turned his head to look and see who was fucking him next and his eyes widened and hole twitched when he saw me. I grinned and redoubled my fucking until I bred him again. We hung out together in his room for a bit afterwards which is how I found out that that first load I'd stealthed into him had woken him up to what real sex was supposed to feel like. From that moment, he'd been addicted. A barebacking pig was born. I beamed with pride as he licked the cum off my cock while I buried my face in his dripping, cum-filled hairy manhole.

My Name is Mikey 2.0 – Happy 18th, You’re a Man Now: For a long time, my first clear memory was being in the back of Pa’s camper/RV while some truck driver drooled tobacco spit out of his mouth, down his beard and onto my chest as he shot his cum in my ass. He climbed off me, shuffled toward to the front of the RV while he pulled up his pants as another man came through the curtain, dropped his pants, shoved his uncut dick in me and started to fuck using the other guy’s cum for lube. That’s the way it’s been for a long time now as Pa has driven around the South, hitting truck stops, camp grounds, mall parking lots, anyplace with a free spot to park and horny men looking to fuck. In between these pit stops, Pa and Brett would keep my ass and mouth full of their big raw dicks, hot cum, chemmed up piss. and my special vitamin shots. Pa says they have to keep my ass trained, keep them happy, and take my shots no matter how much I hate the needles. They always call me Sis, I guess short for sissy or sister since that’s what I seem to be for them, but now I know, my real name is Mikey. The nightmares never made any sense to me. It wasn’t monsters or anything, but people I had never seen, places I had never been, things I had never felt all coming at me at once. I would wake up shaking, breathing hard and sweating like I had just outrun the cops after Brett and I had swiped something from a store. I know those aren’t really nightmares now, but memories of who I used to be and my life before – my life before I became Sis. Maybe my vitamin shots don’t work anymore, or maybe whatever it was Curtis and Pa did to me has worn off somehow. I don’t know. Either way, I remember now, some things anyways. I was on a summer missionary trip with a bunch of other kids from the East Coast and we were heading to south Texas to work on a Christian school that had been devastated by a big storm. We had been on the road for almost 24 hours and during that time my 18th birthday had come and gone. Finally our church bus pulled into the campground outside Pascagoula, Mississippi, and just after lunch everyone gathered around to sing me happy birthday. There was no cake, but a box of Twinkies and some other things, and as I stood off to the side licking the last of the frosting from my fingertips I remember seeing Brett for the first time. He was standing about 20 feet away wearing a holey pair of denim shorts that were frayed, faded, and hanging low on his hips. I couldn’t help but stop and stare as he leaned against that tree, casually smoking a cigarette and with his other hand reaching up through the leg of his short’s to scratch his balls. When he did, the head of his dick peaked out, just as shiny and glistening as his tan body was. In shock, I quickly looked around me to see if anyone else saw this, but everyone was focused on setting up our camp. Brett left his dick head exposed as he continued to smoke his cigarette, and while I stared, my own dick got hard, and I quickly grabbed a beach towel and held it in front of me to hide my shame. Brett was smiling at me, tilted his head and nodded, dropped his cigarette in the sand and started to walk away. He walked about 10 feet, stopped, turned, tilted his head again, then turned towards a low-slung building far off to the right through the trees – the bathrooms farthest away from my campsite. My heart beat wildly as I found one of my church councilors, said I had to go use the bathroom, and took off at a trot following the footprints left in the sand by the blond headed, blue eyed bad boy. I stopped just outside the open door marked MEN and tried to calm myself. I nervously looked around to double check if there was anyone else nearby and when I saw the coast was clear, with shaking legs I stepped into the dim room. The Gulf Coast heat made the bathroom hot and stifling. The floor was dirty, there were bugs, and frankly it seemed to be a glorified outhouse. As my eyes adjusted, I cautiously walked deeper in, past a couple open stalls, past a couple beat-up-looking washers and dryers, and then nearing the back shower area I saw him. Brett was standing tall, one hand out against the wall, the other holding another cigarette. I stopped, not sure what to say or do, but Brett took his hand off the wall, slid the frayed leg of his shorts up to once again show me his big, long dick. I cautiously walked over, reached out, and gently touched the skin. His dick was hot and felt like it was burning and I flinched. Brett laughed, coughing out smoke as he did. “It ain’t gonna bite you – damn!” he said, “Go on, touch it.” I slowly reached back out, Brett hiked his shorts up a little higher, and I wrapped a full hand around the shaft of his dick, feeling it pulse and swell in my grip. “AAAHHHH, yeah, stroke it,” Brett sighed. I looked up into his shockingly blue eyes, his scruffy blond hair, and as I stroked him his crooked smile showed the sexiest set of dimples. I guessed he was a couple years older than me and abruptly my admiration was broken as Brett asked, “How old are you anyways? Who’s that you’re with? How long are you staying? Don’t stop stroking it man, keep going, feel how big it gets.” I gulped as I looked down and saw he was right, his dick continued to grow in my hand as I slowly stroked it. “Umm,” I said at almost a whisper, “I just turned 18 and am with my church. We’re just here for the night as…Ummm…well.” Brett’s dick was now fully hard and throbbing. “18? That’s good. Real good. Even though the age of consent here in Mississippi is 16 – well you being 18 just makes shit a whole lot easier now. Suck it for me,” Brett said. I paused my stroking, “Do you have any condoms?” I asked. Brett laughed, “No, fuck no man. Only sissies need to use condoms, and I ain’t no sissy, so come on, get on your knees, just taste it.” I swallowed hard, my throat felt dry, I knew it was not right to suck a dick without a condom on it. We had talked about that in Sex-Ed class at school. I was still debating in my head what to do when Brett tossed his still lit cigarette onto the floor, reached down, grabbed my trunks, yanked them down and set my own dick free. I tried to step back in surprise and shock as Brett quickly knelt and in one motion grabbed my hips and swallowed my dick. HOLY FUCK! I had never been sucked before and this was beyond anything I had ever imagined. I couldn’t say a word and tried to back up, but Brett’s mouth was like a vacuum on my dick and within seconds I started to shake as I cummed in his mouth – and he drank it all. Brett stood up, wiped his mouth, gave me that crooked smile, and said, “OK, since I did it for you, you got to do it for me now, OK? Just like that.” I nodded, still unsure, got on my knees, feeling the sand and the hard concrete floor push into my skin, reached out and stared in wonder at the long dick now facing me. Brett unbuttoned his shorts, let them drop to the floor, stepped out of them, and now stood in front of me totally naked. He didn’t have a tan line at all, and I found that almost as shocking as the size of his dick. I closed my eyes, opened my mouth and waited. I flinched a little and squinted my eyes shut even tighter as Brett’s dick gently touched my lips and he ran the head back and forth, coating my mouth with his precum and letting me get my first taste. Instinctively I flicked my tongue out and began to lick his dick head like a lollypop, which he seemed to like as he moaned a little. My dick was hard again so I reached down with my right hand and began jerking it as I tasted Brett’s dick. “Open your mouth wider, that’s it, put your lips over your teeth, good, stay just like that, let me push it in a little,” Brett encouraged. The sensation was so strange and the first few times he rammed my tongue I gagged a little, Brett laughed, but told me it was OK, I was doing good, and I was making him feel real good. I liked that. I liked knowing I was making this guy feel good and kept going and tried to follow his directions. Brett had his hands on my shoulders and had pushed a little more of his dick in my mouth when I heard voices and immediately pulled away and scurried into the shadows of the shower stalls and tried to pull up my shorts. I looked up and Brett shook his head, put a finger to his mouth to say SSHHH, waved his dick at me, and as we listened to the men use the urinals out front, Brett pushed his dick back in my mouth, a little more forcefully this time. I tried to push Brett away as I was sure the guys would hear us as it seemed their voices were coming back towards us, but Brett held my head tight now, shoved his dick as far back as it would go, and I gagged and choked as he began to cum in my mouth. Brett pumped his first load into my mouth and I was repulsed and crazed for more at the same time. His dick flooded my mouth and quivered on my tongue like a fish out of water with each spurt of his load. When he had finished, Brett let go of my head and stepped back, his dick slick now in the dim light with spit and cum. I looked up, licked my lips, took my right hand and wiped my face trying to remove any trace of what had just happened. I guess the men had gone and watched as Brett casually walked over to his shorts, fished around in his pocket, pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and stood there in all his naked glory, his dick still twitching and leaking. I reached my hand out and Brett laughed, “Oh yeah, you’re a natural cum sissy ain’t you? That’s good, watch me stroke it a little and get it close in no time and I will feed you some more.” I was hypnotized as I kneeled on the dirty shower floor watching Brett smoke his cigarette and jack his dick and then his voice echoed off the cinder block walls, “GET READY, I’M GONNA SHOOT AGAIN, OPEN YOUR MOUTH, OPEN YOUR MOUTH, UGHHHH…GRRR…SWALLOW IT SISSY.” I gulped and burped and slobbed on his dick as I slurped up every drop and continued to try to suckle him as he laughed, pushed me back and said, “Ease up, ease up. You want some more? I’ll give you more. Meet me back here tonight at 11:00, can you do that? You best get back now. Remember, 11:00.” I was still on my knees as Brett pulled his shorts on and left. My own dick was dripping so I quickly jerked off and watched my own load glob up the shower drain before oozing through the dirty grate. No one at camp seemed to have noticed I had been gone and so I dived back in to help get things set up, unpacked, cleaned, whatever was needed, anything to take my mind off what had just happened. We all gathered for our cookout dinner, had Bible study, sang a few songs and I couldn’t help but keep looking around to see if Brett was watching us again. Lights out came and I knew I would have no problem staying awake as I was so excited, and nervous too, and kept shining my flashlight onto my watch to check the time and resisted the urge to jerk off even though my dick was hard as hell. Finally it was almost time, so I stuffed my duffle bag under the sheet on my air mattress hoping it would fool anyone who looked in, quietly unzipped my tent, and just as I rounded the back of the bus to head through the trees to the restroom I was stopped by one of the church councilors who was sitting on a cooler, reading by flashlight. I quickly grabbed my stomach, said I did not feel well and continued on my way, scared as shit and excited beyond belief as I could almost taste more cum. The door to the bathroom was closed now and I thought maybe they had locked it, but a gentle push and the squeaky hinges gave way and let me in. The bathroom seemed even hotter than it was earlier in the day and the lone light bulb barely pierced the darkness beyond the doorway. I slowly closed the door and took a step towards the showers where I had met Brett before. I could hear the sound of muffled voices and was not sure what to do. Was someone else here? Maybe I should leave. Just as I turned to go there was Brett, still with nothing on but his ratty shorts. “Hey cum sissy, glad you made it. I knew you would. Here, take a hit of this,” Brett said as he handed me a lit, hand rolled cigarette. “I don’t smoke cigarettes,” I said. Brett laughed, “This ain’t no cigarette. This is weed. You ain’t never smoked weed? Damn! You are fresh aren’t you. Here, watch me, how I suck in deep like into your guts, don’t just suck it into your throat like sipping a straw, suck it deep, hold it, then you try.” My eyes darted between the fire of the joint to the shadows of his shorts. When Brett exhaled he blew the smoke at me, squinted, laughed, then held the joint out for me. I shook my head and said, “No, I can’t. I mean, what if….” Brett stepped back and said in a firm voice, “Look. No one comes over here. You want some more dick right? So take it. Try it once. Come on. Then if you don’t like it, OK.” Against my better judgment I took the joint, tried to imitate what Brett had done, and the burn in my throat made me cough and choke. Brett wrapped his arm around my shoulder and guided me towards the back, “Don’t worry. You’ll get it. Not bad for your first try. Come on.” I let Brett lead me towards the showers in the back and I stopped short when we turned the corner and there was a man sitting on one of the washers, his feet resting on a large, metal cleaning bucket. Like Brett, he just had on a pair of shorts, but was thicker built, taller, mustached, longer hair, and a hairy body. He kicked the bucket towards me, hopped down off the washer, and said, “Sit.” I looked at Brett who gave me that crooked smiled and squeezed my shoulder to reassure me. I sat on the overturned bucket and nervously clasped my hands together in front of me as I looked from Brett to the new guy. Brett handed me the joint again and both men stood over me, watching, as I took another hit. I didn’t cough this time and was proud of myself, but the new guy said, “Do it again.” So I did. I handed the joint back to Brett and frankly did not feel all that different, but as I sat on the bucket and watched Brett and the other guy hit the joint too I could not help but be fascinated by the hair on the guy’s chest and suddenly his muscles seemed so big. I reached up and ran my hand across the fur line running up from out his crotch and over his torso. He and Brett both laughed as he said, “Oh yeah. Sissy here is baked. You feeling it? Come on, open your mouth, let’s get started.” I could only stare in wonder as he dropped his shorts and a dick that was even longer and thicker than Brett’s hung there. Brett said, “You’ll like how Pa’s cum tastes. It’s the best ever.” I scooted the bucket forward a few inches so I could get a closer look and as I reached out to guide his fat uncut dick towards my mouth he stepped back and said through the clenched teeth holding the joint, “Grab that bucket, and come on. Let’s go in the back.” I couldn’t seem to find the bucket handle, so Brett laughed and grabbed it for me and I followed them into the deep dark recesses of the shower area, the only light now created by the dim gray showing through the high window slits and the lighted joint. I plopped down on the bucket and Pa immediately stuffed my mouth with ripe dick. I had never sucked someone who was uncut and was fascinated by his foreskin. I rolled it back and savagely cleaned the head with my tongue and lips as Pa bent his knees, grabbed my head, and began thrusting his dick down my throat. “A good sissy needs to know how to take all the dick. I don’t want your tongue, I want your THROAT, so open up now, let me feel those tears as you choke on this dick.” I was trying to push him away and scoot back at the same time with no success. The pressure on my head increased as Pa gripped my head and moved his hips while pressing forward. “That’s it, good sissy, feel that? Feel how your throat is full of my dick? That’s the way it should be, now focus and keep that throat open.” I could only get little snorts of breath in between Pa forcing his dick down my throat. My fingers were digging into his sides as I tried to fight and hold on at the same time, but he didn’t care. It hurt so bad and at the same time I wanted more. The snot, tears, and spit flowed while I tried to focus on opening my throat like he said, but I really didn’t know how to do that. In frustration Pa pulled his dick out, leaving me gasping, as he stepped back and asked Brett for the joint. I sat on the bucket panting, Pa leaned against the wall while hitting the joint, and Brett now tried to get his dick in my mouth. “No, hold off,” Pa said, “I have a better idea.” I looked up as Pa bent down, looked me directly in the eyes, and blew his pot smoke into my face. “What would your little church buddies say if they knew what you were in here doing? I bet they would not like it one bit would they sissy. Look at my fucking dick. You got me all worked up here and I got a ball sac of cum just aching to get out. You ever been fucked? No? Jesus fucking Christ. A virgin? Well you’re 18 so he tells me and that means you’re a man, so we’re going to take care of that right now. Stand up and here, hit this again.” I stood up but started to back away, “I think…I better…go…I…” Brett was behind me in a flash pushing me back towards Pa who grabbed my arm hard and sneered, “One more fucking step and Brett goes and tells them all.” Pa sat on the overturned bucket, watched as I hit the joint twice more, I handed it back to him, he smiled, blew his smoke my way then handed the joint to Brett. “Turn around,” Pa said. So I did and he pulled me back towards him, spread my cheeks and rammed his tongue into my hole. I gasped. I had never had my ass eaten and my whole body felt like I had just stuck my finger in a light socket. I leaned forward, Pa spread my cheeks wide and slurped and tongued my ass as Brett positioned his dick in front of my mouth and I tasted again his sweaty meet. After a few minutes Pa came up for air and said, “Just like a fucking peach ripe for picking. Stay like that, Brett, come back here. You know what to do.” Brett and Pa switched positions, Pa wrapped his muscular left arm around the back of my neck, covered my mouth with his right hand, began to nibble on my ear and said, “This is what sissys are made for.” I started to struggle as Pa’s grip tightened and I was held against his body. I felt a sharp pain in my ass and tried to turn and cried out as I realized Brett was pushing his dick into my hole. My cries of NO NO NO were lost in Pa’s meaty, calloused hands. With my head held tight against his chest and no chance of running, Pa growled, “Fuck this sissy.” I slumped a little against Pa’s body as the pain overwhelmed me and Brett ensured I was a virgin no more. There was no pleasure in this at all, only white hot pain, and my foggy brain had a hard time processing exactly what was happening. I don’t know how long Pa held me like that but he growled louder, “CUM IN THAT ASS. FUCK THAT HOLE, USE THAT SISSY CUNT, YEAH SHOOT THAT POZ LOAD UP THAT VIRGIN ASS!” Brett wrapped his arms part way around my stomach and pushed me tighter against Pa as he grunted, his pace quickened, and with every tremble I knew – knew he had just cummed in me and knew he had given me a charged load. I began to cry. My whole body convulsed with sobs as Pa continued to hold me tight and Brett worked his cum up my torn ass. Pa kept whispering in my ear, “Shhh sissy, it’s OK now, that’s what sissy cunts are made for, shhh sissy, shhh.” Brett’s dick softened to the point where it slid out of my ass much to his reluctance as he said, “SHIT,” when it did. Pa suddenly let go of me, I dropped like a stone to the dirty concrete floor, Pa then grabbed me by the hips lifting me onto my hands and knees as he squatted behind me and started slapping my ass with his weapon of a dick. Brett slid the bucket over and sat in front of me as Pa pushed me forward so my arms were on Brett’s legs and his hand was over my mouth like Pa’s had been. I looked up at Brett, my eyes pleading with him, but he just gave me that crooked little smile and said, “You got a nice ass.” My body slumped, Pa gripped my hips tight and started to try to push his dick in my freshly fucked hole. I tried to wiggle away and he slapped my ass hard, gripped my hips so tight it felt like he was ripping my skin off, and started to push his dick inside of me. My cries and sobs exploded as Pa’s monster dick wound its way into my ass and my body shook in pain and agony. “FUCK YEAH SISSY THAT CUNT IS TIGHT,” he growled. As the pain exploded through my body a frightened voice echoed through the darkened room, “STOP THAT, STOP RIGHT NOW, WHAT ARE YOU DOING? MIKEY? MIKEY? LET HIM GO THIS INSTANT.” Brett quickly let go of me, scooted back on the bucket and as my body dropped flat to the floor, Pa’s big, raw dick was ripped from my hole, making me scream. I turned my head and in glow of the lonely flashlight he was holding I could see my church councilor who had been sitting on the cooler. It was like a slow motion movie as I could see his hands shaking, the look of fear, disgust, and more on his face – but mostly disgust as he looked right at me – and then Pa moved liked some dude in an action flick, grabbed the bucket, took three long strides towards my councilor and WHAM WHAM hit my councilor on the left side of the head. It seemed to take a long time for my councilor to fall and before he did, his eyes met mine and again, all I saw was disgust. Pa dropped the bucket and snarled, “Time to go.” I lay on the floor as Pa and Brett found their shorts and pulled them up. Pa had no problem lifting me off the floor, but as soon as he stood me up I dropped right back down. “Fuck it,” he snarled and snatched me up like nothing and tossed me over his right shoulder as he and Brett walked out of the restroom and I watched the light from the flashlight reflect off the knocked out face of my councilor. Brett and Pa were running now and even carrying me Pa moved fast. We went up a couple steps and as Pa carried me towards the back I saw Brett fumble with a big set of keys, jump into the drivers seat, and start up the RV we had climbed into. He called back, “Shit, I got to go unplug the connectors.” Pa yelled right in my ear, “Fuck, just drive. We got to go now.” The RV rumbled to life as Brett hit the gas, Pa dropped me on the bed in the back, then jumped up beside me and parted the blinds to look out the back window as the sound of shearing wood and broken metal joined the chorus of bugs in the night. Tires gripped the gravel road and soon a large jolt to the right marked our entry onto the local highway. Pa leaned back against the window, shook his head, “Fuck, that was some shit huh?” then scooted off and went up front to speak with Brett. I moved to the far corner of the bed, tucked my legs up and held myself as I tried to process what had just happened. Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit. I started to cry again. I couldn’t help it. It just came out and so I rested my head against my knees and let the sobs come. The smell of weed intruded and I looked up to find Pa naked, dick hard, standing in the doorway, swaying slightly back and forth with the motion of the RV, hitting a fresh joint. He smiled, sat down on the bed, offered me the joint and said, “Here, come on now, I had no choice did I. You saw how he looked at you. He knew what you were – what you are – what do you think he would have done?” I shook my head, trying not to think about any of it and shakily took the joint and did a couple long hits. I laid my head back into the corner, closed my eyes, and realized I just wanted to go to sleep. Pa sat on the bed, “Here, give me that.” He took the joint, put it out in a full, dirty ashtray sitting on the built in nightstand, leered at me and snarled, “Get the fuck over here and suck my dick!” How could he ask me that? After all I had been through? I shook my head, which really pissed him off. Pa’s left hand flew out, grabbed my ankle, and with no effort at all he dragged me forward on the bed, grabbed both of my wrists, flung me onto my stomach and laid on top of me. His body was hot, comforting, and slicked with sweat. As Pa nibbled on my ear I inhaled the smell from his armpits, his musk, and felt his hard dick nudging at my ass. I realized too late what he was doing now and this time as Pa drove his dick into my ass there was no need to cover my mouth to hide my cries and screams while he whispered in my ear, “FUCKING GOOD SISSY CUNT. YOU’RE MY SISSY NOW. I’M NEVER GOING TO LET YOU GO, BREED YOU FOREVER.”

Thanks. I try to hook up with married guys at least a couple of times a week. Haven't had a one that didn't bareback by the second fuck.

I was in a bath house in Queens NY . There I this huge muscled black guy.. he came in a shoved his cock in my mouth.. while I tried to suck his huge cock, he grabbed my lube and began roughly fingering my hole.. Eventual he got between my legs.. I saw him put on a condom.. then he raised and spread my legs on his shoulders.. he took aim and entered me.. he started slow then just took off fucking me.. he pulled out a few times only to resume again.. then he looked right at me as he pumped his cum into me.. gave me a deep kiss.. when he pulled out and I lowered my legs I noticed his cock we as bare and coated with cum.. I asked where the condom was.. he said he had no idea... I checked the bed, the sheets, the floor.. no rubber. He suggested it was inside me.. he lifted my legs again and began to probe inside me... I held my ass cheeks open to let him get in deep.. he said he felt it and after some effort he managed to pull it out of me... of course it was mt... I think that was the night I was bred

...IMAGINE THOSE BIG-DICKED STUDS SQUIRTING THEIR POTENT SEED INTO SOME INEXPERIENCED KID'S TIGHT HAIRLESS BOYHOLE, CAUSING JUST ANOTHER UNWANTED TEENAGE PREGNANCY...

...ADDIC(K)TED... Such a sleazy, cum-thirsty slut. Wonder what his mom would say if she saw him like that...

I awoke still cuddling with the boy, my semi hard cock still wedged in his love canal, I started to pull out, but the boy was not having it and his hole clamped down then began massaging my tool back to life, I had not recourse but to slide my growing prick back to his inner depths and push my previous load further into his rectal walls, it didn’t take long and I was rock hard again and drooling precum along his tender colon lining he was moaning and asking me to fuck him harder. I’m not one to disappoint , so I took up a feverish pace and pounded into his ass until I felt my juices bubbling up from my balls, my seed was about to take flight once again “I’m going to cum, I’m going to shoot my load dep in your gut” “Give it to me daddy, kill me with your seed, and fill me with your love” I punched into him harder and held my cock deep as my sperm coated his rectal walls with my DNA again. I held myself there as volley after volley of cum spit out my piss slit, then as I was coming down from my orgasmic euphoria I began to piss lightly in the boys hole giving him even more of a full feeling “Squeeze your hole tight as I pull out son” He nodded, as my shrinking cock began its withdrawal from his boy cunt, a small amount of piss leaked out of his hole, much to his embarrassment, I lay beside him for a moment then swung my legs off the bed. As I got up and headed towards the bathroom he looked dejected and hurt, I reached in and turned on the shower, poking my head out the open door “So you going to lay there all night or you going to join me in the shower” He moved gingerly, realizing he had a ass full of cum and piss and crossed the room to the bath room where he paused before stepping into the tub under the spray of water, a stream of cum and piss escaping and running down his leg as he entered. I motioned for him to kneel as I stepped into the tub, aiming my cock directly at his mouth, he took my flaccid cock into his mouth, thinking I was going to let him suck me hard and blow my seed down his throat, he began manipulating the head to breath some life back into it. His reward was the slow steady stream of piss and precum which began to trickle out of the piss slit then as he began swallowing my offering, I let loose with the full force of my stream, he soon had my urine dripping from his lips, he was trying his best but my piss was streaming out of his mouth and down his chin onto his boyish chest and abdomen. He looked up into my eyes with those blue saucers and I began to melt a little as I removed my cock from his mouth and hosed him down head to foot in my remaining piss stream. He was turning into a great pig, as I pulled him to his feet and planted my lips on his, I could still taste my piss on him as he returned the sloppy kiss then dove into my sweaty pits to lick out the tolls of the day. He soon had me rock hard again as I pressed him up against the faux tile wall and jammed my cock back into his shit chute, his previous enema of cum and piss lubricating my way, I pumped him hard and soon gave him his fourth helping of my toxic seed. I pulled out when I was finished leaving him gaping and dripping the combined contents of his brutal initiation into my brotherhood of CID, Certain Immuno-suppressed Death. XXY14 was a miracle cure, not only was it 85% effective in curing HIV and halting the advancement of AIDS, as researcher continued to study the target group and follow those who were vaccinated with the drug, a curious pattern began to emerge. Those prone to cancers were now free of cancerous cells, the rates of influenza and common colds reported dropped drastically. Patients who had diabetes and allergies were able to stop taking medications to control the symptoms. Those inoculated became healthier and their aging process became slower. Hospitals became limited to those who had not taken the drug, accidents, those exposed to the 15% who were not cured. Drug stores started limiting their stocks, and their pharmacy hours due to the lack of customers. By 2021 almost 65% of the population had been vaccinated with XXY14 and biotech companies were shifting all production to the drug to keep up with the demand, on the flip side of the picture though were the right wing religious zealots who picketed outside clinics and buildings which offered the vaccinations sighting that it would encourage people to have promiscuous sex, and lead to our damnation. By 2025 the only medical industry that still existed was those who manufactured and distributed XXY14 and its derivatives and those catering to accident victims, as most all ailments had been alleviate from society. I held my fingers in the boy’s hole allowing the contents to drain out before washing him up and cleaning him off, his creamy skin had taken on a blush as we toweled dry and returned to the main room of our accommodations, I began to dress and tossed the boy his clothes, what little he had worn at him. He looked like he was about to cry. “What you don’t want to go to Daddies and be his boy” His face lit up as I spoke those word and he couldn’t dress fast enough. I led him out the door tossing the keys on the night stand, my buddy would collect them in the morning and check me out, ready for my next visit. The boy climbed into my suburban and belted himself in. I got in and gave the computer the code for home, we were soon on the road away from this sleazy district. “Sir, I have a confession to make, not only was I a virgin to night, but I’m not vaccinated” His confession didn’t really surprise me, they all seem to seek me out, and my virus would soon enough take its toll on his young body, but I would enjoy it till I have to make arraignments for it’s internment

Over the last week, I've dropped at least one load a day at the gloryholes near where I work. I think there's only been one that hasn't been in the ass: if I recall correctly, there was one really talented cocksucker who worked one out with his throat. For me, the hottest one so far this week was a mid-thirties guy -- suit, wedding band, nervous as hell -- who started sucking my dick at the gloryhole. About eight strokes in, he pulled off and asked to come into my booth. He kept talking about how he couldn't take too long because he was meeting his wife at Black Bear for dinner, but that didn't stop him from taking off (and folding!) his slacks, then kneeling so he could start sucking me again. I leaned over his shoulder and started rubbing his ass and he started moaning. I got my finger wet and started working it into his ass, and christ was he tight. He kept going between *moan* and "maybe we shouldn't ... god that feels good" and pushing against my hand. Honestly, it didn't take much persuasion to get him standing and me rubbing my dick along his crack and bumping his hole with the head. I finally slicked up my dick with spit and held it at his hole, and he kept saying "I shouldn't" the whole time he fucked himself down to my balls. Christ, he was even tighter around my cock, and he had these shivers that kept running up and down his sides when I started pumping. I alternated between slow and fast thrusts, and he came without touching himself about two minutes into it. I just held him while he shook, and stroked him until he started getting hard again, then went back to fucking him. I blew two loads in his ass before he looked shocked, pulled off, and asked if I'd come in him. He freaked when I told him I had, and started babbling about his wife and how he was going to dribble come in his suit pants, and then asked me what my status was. At one and the same time, I felt sorry for his wife, but I was a little exasperated at his reaction. Dude, if you're not ready to be a cumhole, don't put your ass on my cock.

Where are you based? I am 23 year old otter slut that is hungry for poz toxic seed. Would love you to charge me up and infect me

I bet he can......

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.

What I get from bottoming raw is knowing that there's nothing I can possibly do to stop my body from absorbing another man's DNA. The mental stimulation I get from feeling a raw cock breeding me brings so much physical pleasure. I get a lot of my pleasure from having my body used by another man as a means for his pleasure. It's not the same when guys pull out, I need to take their cum inside me once they start fucking me, otherwise I feel like I've failed my top.

Chapter 10 I woke up in a dark room. I was strapped to something cold under me. My last memory was being fucked by the Doctor and my Priest after they injected me with their A.I.D.S blood. I was still naked, and a little cold. Panic was starting to set in. I was scared of this unknown. I didn’t know if this was the escalation that was being talked about or was this something completely new. A flame broke the darkness, more like a torch. A hooded figure moved along the walls of the room, slowly lighting more torches that hung on the walls. As the room became brighter and brighter, I could see that the figure was wearing the robes of the Priest. What alarmed me more about his figure was the mask that it wore. The mask had round eyes, covered by what looked like a dark glass, as I could see the reflection on the flames. The nose extended from the mask at least a foot in length and ended in a sharp point. I knew I had seen this mask before, and it quickly came to me. It was a mask that people wore during the plague. Jesus what the fuck was this. I could faintly hear soft voices, growing louder as time inched by. When the voices were loud enough I could hear the rhythmic chant that was being repeated over and over, I did not understand the words, yet as they spoke I was mystically hypnotized. I began to relax, fear escaped my mind and peace replaced it. I could see the Priests enter the room, thirteen in all, each taking a place around the table, each face hidden by the same mask. “Upon the alter, our sacrifice is displayed” a deep voice spoke, “he willingly gives himself to darkness, to death” There was a soft clicking noise coming from the rest of the Priests, as the anonymous voice continued. “Tonight, we pass on our disease to this sacrifice, inching him closer to death” Each Priest removed the cincher from around his waist, tossing them towards the walls behind them, which opened their robes, exposing their chests. This was the first time I really felt afraid of the unknown. Maybe it was the talk about death that was freaking me out. I watched each one carefully as they removed their robes, and what ever article of clothing they were wearing under them. I watched for any type of instrument that they could be carrying that would end my life any minute. All thirteen were now naked, expect for the mask, standing around the table. I slowly scanned trying to understand this whole thing. When I go to the Priest standing near my right hip, I stopped. The Priest stood there, face covered with his mask, yet I knew him. I knew the tattoo on his shoulder. He wasn’t someone that I saw in this place, this was someone that I knew outside, hell he was a friend that I knew for years, until he moved. “Mike?” I asked There was no responses. The Priest stood there with the palms of their hands pressed together in front of their chests, as if they were praying, while their cocks all stood erected pointing outward from their bodies. I could hear a rattling sound coming from above. Out of the dimly lite ceiling above, two chains slowly lowered. Once in the light I could see that there were two hooks attached to the end of the chains. I panicked and started to fight the restraints holding me to the table. “Calm your mind and body” the Priest standing above my head. The chains stopped, and four Priests stepped forward at my feet. Two took hold of my legs at the knees and held tight, while the other two released my feet from the restraints. My legs were quickly moved upwards until my ankles were placed inside the hooks, then were tied there using soft leather strips. I was pulled until my ass was just hanging slightly over the edge of the table. this caused my arms to stretch further above my head. The chains suddenly started to widen, moving my legs further away from one another, opening me. My ass opened and exposed my hole. “It’s it time my brothers, to bring our sacrifice into the fold. It is time to add our new Priest.” One of the Priest stepped up and slide his cock into my hole, slowly pushing in until he was fully in. I could feel his balls against my ass. His hands grabbed my ankles and he began to pump his cock in and out of my hole. His chest rose and fell in an hypnotic way, that all i could concentrate was on his chest, his nipples and their movement. He continued to pump in and out of my hole, teasing his cock head against the muscles of the ring. Each time he pumped in, his cock head rubbed against my prostate, causing my cock to jump and leak pre-cum all over me. As he fucked me, time lost all meaning and seconds seemed like hours. I could feel his cock hardening inside me, knowing he was close. He pushed all the way in and i could feel his cock pulse and his cum hit my inside, yet he stayed silent. He pulled out, and moved to his left, as he did, the rest of the Priest shifted left and the one now positioned at my hole, slid in deep. I closed my eyes as this Priest fucked my hole and shot his load into my hole. The fuck-flu was returning and I was wanting to drink the piss again, to make it go away. As the third Priest slid into me, chills ran through my body, as the fever had returned. I shook. I could feel the sweat running from my body as he pumped his cock in and out of my hole. My leg muscles felt like they were on fire, the ache had returned, yet the third Priest continued to fuck me. Over and over, the Priests fucked me, until all thirteen had fucked my hole and shot his load inside me. I vaguely remember the last few Priest fucking me, as well as my legs being lowered and becoming unrestrained. I just remember darkness swallowing me. Maybe death had taken me as I was being gang banged by the Priests. When i did open my eyes, I was met with a bright light. Was I dead. I was in a room where there was nothing but a bed and white walls so bright they were blinding. I turned to my left and saw a dark figure standing next to me. “Joe” a calming voice said, as my hand was lifted off the bed and held, “I have so much to explain”

When I woke up the plug had been removed from my ass and Anthony had just slammed in balls deep. I gasped unprepared as he began once more assaulting my loose and sloppy cunt. Max and Tom were standing on either side of him, both wearing black leather harnesses and thick cock rings like Anthony’s. I tossed by head back as Anthony’s cock began to hit my prostate and saw that the TV on the ceiling was now on, it showed me splayed in the sling with Anthony’s raw cock pounding in and out of hole. It was a live feed, and now in high depth I could see how Anthony’s cock spread my hole with each thrust, and how my ass lips clung to him as he pulled out again. “Welcome back Sleeping Beauty. Poor little bottom needed a little fuck nap before his party tonight. You feel rested boy?” “Fill me with your load and send in the tops for the night.” “He’s ready,” laughed Max. “Alright boy, this is all the lube you’re going to get till you take your first load of the night… you ready? Go get the men in the living room warmed up Max, I’m going to fill him quick.” Anthony picked up his pace slamming harder and harder as he started to sweat and then very quickly shoot his third load up my ass. The sounds of moaning and laughter drifted down the hall as Anthony pulled out of my hole. I looked up at the screen and saw a small glob of cum ooze out of my ass and then Tom’s cock scoop it up and slide it back into my hole. Leaning forward Tom whispered, “You’re going to love tonight. When Anthony used my hole for the first time I couldn’t believe I was letting him do it, and then later that night I couldn’t believe I let a group of men I had never met before breed me stupid, but after that night I never looked back. Now I’ll give any bottom who wants it my load and any top who what my ass can have it and I’ve never been happier. Max doesn’t wanna get out of bed in the morning without a load up his cunt. I’ve given him two already today.” He had been slowly sliding his cock in and out of my ass this hole time and I moaned my appreciation. A group of guys came in the door followed by Anthony and a rather mussed up and sweaty looking Max. There were seven new guys all together and they crowded around the sling as Tom kept up with his slow deep plowing me. To my right a tall thing ginger guy with a thin dusting of hair over his swimmer torso came up and smacked my cheek with a short but thick cock, maybe even thicker then Tom’s. Then next to him was a short Hispanic guy who looked like he was wearing a fur coat he was so hairy, I couldn’t see his cock but if he was here I guessed it had to be good. Next to him was another taller Hispanic guy with a thick mat of hair on his chest and a long kinda think looking cock but massive low hangers. Then Anthony, and Max stood next to Tom who seemed to be perfectly happy keeping up his slow pace till someone else was ready to take his place. Next to him stood an olive skinned guy probably Italian with a strong jaw and salt an pepper hair that ran down his front to a thick fat cock already dripping precum. Next was a tall thin twink with a cock so big it didn’t seem like it should fit on a boy so skinny, he smiled at me and gave his foreskin a tug. Then another blond frat guy, this one unlike Max, had thick golden hair all over him and a meaty cock that made my hole twitch around Tom’s thick rod. The thought of all of these amazingly massive dicks being inside of me turned my inside to jello. I wanted them, I needed them. Then the seventh guy stepped forward from behind Tom and I stared in shock and fear. My European Literature professor, the one whose class I was supposed to be writing a paper for but instead I had my ass in the air and a cock stuffed in it. I had always though he was hot, he had this sort of Harrison Ford in Indian Johns sexy professor thing going, always dressed in tweed and ties, but now that I saw him naked I knew he was a god. Broad shouldered with just the perfect Brawny Man amount of hair and muscle, a narrow waist and the sort of abs that aren’t a six pack but are clearly strong as hell, and a cock to die for. It had to be about nine inches and probably six and a half maybe seven around. This thing looked like it should be a dildo not a real man’s cock. “So I guess I’m not getting that paper from you tomorrow?” I just stared at him not knowing what to do. “Don’t worry you can make it up to me tonight. Move over kid, I knew this boy was a slut the moment I saw him and now I want my turn at his cunt.” Tom pulled out with a sloppy wet squelsh sound and Professor Ross took his spot. I felt his cock press against my hole and I looked up at the television. My hole looked puffy and swollen and his massive mushroom head started to press inside. “I knew you’d have a sweet hole, nice and wet and ready for raw cocks.” I gasped as I watched the head pop into my ass and then was surprised as my hole almost sucked the rest of the veiny shaft inside till my professor was balls deep in my boy-cunt with his pubes pressed against my swollen ass lips. “Shit this hole is hungry. How many loads you got in there already boy?” “Five,” I replied. “Not nearly enough.” And with that it began something seemed to snap with in my professor and very quickly with in the other six men they all got looks of animalisic hunger on their faces. Cocks were thrust into my mouth as my hole was pounded harder then ever before by my professor, I had hold of another cock in my hand too. Quickly Max was pressed into presenting his ass for the Italian guy while the twink fucked his face. I lost track of where everyone when and the room went from smelling slightly like sweaty men to wreaking like a locker room in no time. Professor Ross seemed hell bent on ruining my hole for anyone else. He hammered away and when I looked up at the TV I could see that my ass was even slacker then before, barely managing to cling to he sides of his retreating cock any more. I have no idea how long he fucked me for, but before he could cum he pulled out and shoved the twink at my hole. The skinny boy waisted no time in ramming his dick inside and resuming the deranged assault he had been mounting on Max’s mouth. I saw Professor Ross move other to Tom who had backed away from the group a bit, and after a brief interlude Tom was bent over with the professors cock buried in his ass. Tom, not having any lube in his hole, was moaning like a whore as his hole desperately stretched for the cock that was banging into it. The twink came quickly filling my guts with a hot load, I watched him pull out and saw a long string of cum form from his cock head to my cunt. then came the Ginger guy, then the two Hispanics one after the other, the older guy, and lastly the frat guy. By this time I’m sure that my hole was just an abysses. Anthony then came over, slid his cock in once or twice and then helped me out of the sling and onto the floor where he had me mount his cock. He pulled me close to him and whispered that he was proud of me. Then I felt more pressure on my hole and looked back to see that Professor Ross was pressing his cock against my already full hole. My sphincter gave way quickly to his slow but deliberate pressure and soon he was inside my ass as well. He and Anthony picked up speed cheering each other on. Professor Ross put his mouth right next to my ear and whispered, “Don’t worry about the paper boy, I’ve got a different kind of course work for you now. Along with taking loads from my friends over here, you’re hole will be at my disposal whenever I want it. Now tell me how much you want my load.” “Please breed me Professor, I want to be your cumdump. I want you to load me up every day.” “Good boy. Now here’s your reward.” Both he and Anthony shoved their cocks balls deep and started to cum at the same time. As the two cocks pulsed inside of me I felt like someone has just dumped a milk just full of cum inside of me. I moaned and writhed on their cocks till after a long while Professor Ross pulled out and left the room. Anthony slid me off of his mostly soft cock and said, “My two boys have your last two loads of the night ready for you, go get them.” I turned around and found Tom and Max laying with their legs spread and their crotches pressed together so that their cocks stood against each other like one super cock. I climbed over to them and mounted their cock. After everything my ass had been through that day I slid down easily and went to town riding them both. It didn’t take them long to both shoot their loads in to my sloppy cumy ass. Then having received my last two loads I stood up carefully. Anthony came up behind me and pressed a plug even larger then the one I had had in me before into my ass and patted my cum covered ass cheek. “Go home, get some rest. Keep that plug in and come back tomorrow after class and I’ll take it out.” “Yes Sir.” I don’t know why I called him Sir, it just felt right. “Get some rest.” I walked back to my clothes, pulled them onto my sweaty stinking cum covered body and walked down stairs to my car. Driving with the plug in was an experience but I love still feeling full. Tom had been right, I felt happier then I ever had knowing I had done what I was put on this earth to do. When I got home I went to my computer and logged into adam4adam and began making corrections to my profile. 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I went to a bath house in NYC and got cruised by this east indian guy. we spent a lot of time doing foreplay and kissing then he begged me to let him fuck me. I''m not a bottom that often, but the vibe was right and I agreed. I made him use a condom. He had a pretty small dick and there was a lot of room in the condom when he put it on. He fucked me on my back for a while, but then he asked me to get on all fours. Once I got into that position, he really started fucking me hard. He was sweating on my back and fucking like a mad man and then he finally came and fell onto my back. I could feel his heart beating through his chest onto my back. He finally caught his breath and got up and left. When he left the room, I looked down at the floor and saw that the used condom was on the floor, but it was empty and I knew he had slipped it off and finished fucking me bare. I went to the toilet and let out this big glob of cum and definitely knew I had been stealthed, I just didn't know there was a name for it at the time.