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Dad’s Basement Part Thirty Six I’m must have fallen asleep because when I woke up the house was quiet, but it was still dark outside. I stripped naked, then quietly opened my door. The hall was eerie quiet and dark. I slowly made my way down to Dad’s room. As I got closer, I could hear him softly snoring. His door was wide open. I stopped and stood motionless in the doorway, just watching Dad sleep. He was just barely covered by a white sheet. His hairy muscular chest, rose and fell with each breathe he too. A big mound, just under the edge of the sheet, indicated his cock and balls. He was soft, but it was still erotic seeing the mound. I quietly, but quickly moved to his bed. Gently I lifted the sheet and climbed in, sliding next to his body. He stirred a little causing me to freeze. I slid my hand under the sheet and wrapped my fingers around his cock. Still asleep he quietly moaned. “Daddy I need it” I whispered in his ear. He mumbled something I didn’t understand. “Daddy, I need your cock bad” He still didn’t wake. I moved my face closer and could smell the Scotch on his breathe. His cock was slowly growing in my fist. “Slide your cock into my boy pussy” His hips were moving slightly, fucking my hand. “It’s so empty without you inside me” “Can’t, hurt you” he mumbled. I turned my ass towards him, reached back and put his fingers near my crack. They soon were rubbing up and down my crack. “Mmmm boy pussy” “Yes Daddy, my boy pussy needs your hard Daddy dick” “Mmmmmm” “Please Daddy, please” He flipped on his side, his cock was rock hard. I aimed it towards my crack, then started to rub it up and down. “Your so hard Daddy, slide it in me, pleeeaaasse” He pulled me in closer, which caused his cock to press against my hole. I spit in my hand, reached back, and rubbed it on my hole. “Fill me Daddy, fill me with your cock” He slowly pushed forward, his cock head pressed hard against my hole. I pushed out and his head popped in. I bit my lip to keep from crying out from the pain. Taking a deep breathe, I pushed back, swallowing his hard cock with my hole. “Oh Daddy, I love your big cock feels good in my hole” “Oh son!” I felt more pain as his hard cock stretched my hole open. I didn’t stop I kept sliding back on it. Dad moved in closer and I could feel his breathe on my next. “Daddy, fuck my hole” He slowly moved his cock out until his head was just inside. He pushed back in slowly. I moaned through the pain that shot through my body. “We don’t have to, son” “I want to Daddy” “If you are sure” “Fuck me Daddy, fuck me like you did earlier” He pulled out quickly, reached around and put his hand at my throat, squeezed as he slammed back into my hole. My cock jumped as he slammed in. I grunted loudly as he continued to pull out and slam in. “That’s it Daddy, rough fuck my hole” I yelled “Daddy is going to rip you open boy!” His fingers tightened more around my throat, as his cock slammed in and out of my hole. I could feel my hard cock bouncing, hitting my stomach and leaving pre-cum. The pain was quickly turning to pleasure. Daddy pushed the sheet off us and lifted my leg high. I could see in the mirror of the dresser that was across from the foot of the bed, Daddy’s big cock quickly moving in and out. His balls were moving up and down in his sac as he pumped my hole. “I need your big thick toxic load Daddy” “You are going to get it boy” “Seed me deep Daddy” “Oh fuck buddy” He pulled his hand off my throat. His arm slid under me, the wrapped around putting me in a choke hold. He now free hand slapped my ass hard. I jumped. He grunted loudly as he thrusted into my hole. “You sure you want Daddy to dump his load into you” “Yes Daddy, recharge me” He pumped fast and faster, squeezing my throat tighter. I felt a bit panicked as he tightened his forearm against my throat. I started to breathe shallow, quick breaths. He pushed deeper and deeper with each thrust. “Can’t hold it son, you going to get my poz load” He rammed in deep into me, pressing his hairy crotch and hips against my ass. “Take it son, recharging your strain!” His cock twitched, as my hole tightened and pulsed as I shot my load without even touching my cock. He released my throat as we finished shooting our loads. “Damn son, you know how to work Daddy up” “I know Daddy” His cock slowly slid out as he softened. “You’re really into rough sex huh boy” “Yeah, a little” “Let’s not let Dax know, he will exploit that” “I’m going to get him some how, some way” “I don’t know how we can get away from him” “I’m working on something, maybe with the help of Garrett’s cop friend we can” “We have to be careful” “Yeah I don’t want you in trouble” “Let’s get some sleep, I will call Doc tomorrow to set up an appointment to check out your boy pussy” He wrapped his arms around me, held me tight until we fell asleep, my mind plotting away.

At least I can finally write my own story. My name is François, I'm half french and half Swiss. I must ask for your forgiveness if my English isn't all that good. I have read all the time stories here, especially those about cumdumps because this is one of my biggest fantasies, and I've always wanted to do it. And finally, two days ago, I finally had the perfect opportunity to experience my fantasy. I'm 23 years old, although I look to be in the range of 18 to 19 years of age. I'm 170 cm in height, and weigh 53 kg. I have brown hair and eyes and rather pale, white skin. At the time of this story I had arrived in Berlin a month earlier, but let's stop talking about me and tell you what happenned to me the other day. It was Friday, I didn't want to out with my friend because i was fucking horny and was craving to get filled. I met a guy i already saw before, he is 42yo, thin with a big nice dick (18cm) I guess and kinky side (He promised me that he will whore me out sometimes).He fucked me good for 30 minutes i think and opened my hole well before giving me his hole but i didn't came and was still horny. So i decide to go to the Boiler (Maybe some of you know this place). So i took the train to get there, once i arrived, i was amazed of how big, clean and so full of beautiful guys was. I walked around a bit to discover the place but already some guys were cruising with me and trying to have their ways with me but i didn't give myself until i saw this sexy 40 yo londonian man stroking his big dick in front of me, as i saw him, i didn't take long to get against him jerking him off and caressing his body. we went in some special room where there is some kind of window with another room where guys can come and watch the fuck. he was very sexy and very sensitiv to my pleasure, he sucked me good but not as good as i sucked him, i even succeed to deepthroat him, then things became hotter, he eat my ass and it gets even more sloppy then it was already (I kept the load from my first fuck) and before i could say anything, he was balls-deep into my ass. He was a great fucker, I couldn't avoid myself to moan like a bitch, but i didn't lost my time and sometimes I ride him and bring him to the edge of his pleasure. I love looking the guys who's is fucking me into the eyes while i ride him good, they are always with star in the eyes and a bit shocked from getting so much pleasure to see this cute little twink bottom that I am, riding their cock. in the next room a lot of guys pass and one of them locked himself in the room to be quiet while he watched us fuck. But i don't give him too much attention. the londonian guy told that he wants me to cum at the same time and want me to ride his cock to make him cume and so i did. It didn' take long to him to filled me with his cum and for me to unload on his chest. after that i collapsed a few minutes on him, all sweaty with his cock still buried into myself. After that, i went on my way again. The fuck was great but i was still horny. I took a shower but still kept the 2 loads hardly won and went drink a beer at the bar. And when i came back in the cruising area, i finally saw the guys who was going to be my dominant top, my alpha, my daddy. I think he crushed on me instantly too because as soon as we saw each other, he went into a room and look at me like to say "come to me". He was a very sexy 38 yo looking daddy muscked but not too much bith a very nice veiny pretty big dick (18cm) black hair and beard and very hairy with a ring on of this nipple. Once I got in his room, we kissed and caress each other, I gently caress his nipple which seemed to turn him on a lot and then he threw me on the blanket and fucked me hard and good. He was so hard that I moaned loudly and some of the cum inside my ass dripped out, i was a bit afraid that he noticed but didn't care and continued until he fucked me even faster than before wrecking my ass and finally got as deep as he could to unload too in my ass. I was on the edge and came too very fast fingering my hole with all that cum but it didn't stop, we chatted a bit and he asked me if i liked to do threesome and maybe being shared and i said of course, i do with a pretty naughty smile. He said that's cool and i replied to him that he could share me with more than one guy. so we went into another room and fucked again and he gave me another load in my gutts then he opened the door and told me to get doggystyle while i sucked him. At the beginning, few guys just passed in front of the room but soon a group appears in front of the door but they were only watching so my friend (Antonio) got behind and fucked me good in front of them and invite guys to come. He stopped and spread my cheeks apart with his big hands and then i felt a great thick cock fucking me good, the cock was not too long but perfectly thick and his skin against mine felt amazingly good (Antonio told after that he was black), then he came i felt so full of cum, i felt my ass dripping of it but each time it happends, Antonio carefully put it back in my ass with his fingers, another's man cock or his own. I couldn't see the guys who fucked me but i didn't care, i was so happy and i could do it all night long if i would taken drugs. two other guys came after they didn't have so big dick as Antonio or the black but they got endurance and big loads. after the third one i asked Antonio to make a break and smoke a cigaret because my ass was sore but it begin to hurt me a bit (I got a tight ass). So we moved in another room and he fucked me again and i asked him to piss in my ass, he was so happy that i asked him to do it that he fucked me even harder to come and then he emptied his piss in my ass. After that i felt amazing, we took a shower together and i had to be careful because my ass was so open that i could feel piss and cum running down my legs. Piss fucking is great but it's always a bit difficult to continue fucking after so i went to the bathroom to emptied and clean my ass. and get back to the cruising area where i joined Antonio again, we cruised a bit and in the smoking area found 2 super sexy arabic guys who were staring at me with sexual interest eyes, that makes me a bit blush and laugh because i was next to my daddy and they looked at him a bit like they were jalous. But the night proved that they don't have to. We went back in another room and do it again, soon even more guys than before were in front of the door looking at us, stroking their cocks and they beginn to enter the room, a 50yo man with a nice dick beginn to fuck me but then the 2 arabics guys came and Antonio told the guy's fucking me to go and so, after i was sucking one of the arabic while Anotonio sucked his friend, quickly one of the arabic guys with a very nice dick i have to say came in my back and fucked me while i sucked his friend. But there was too many people in the room. there was even a second bottom getting fucked next to me. And this was the first time i got so many fucked and my ass really hurt, even more after Antonio pissed. Unfortunately i didn't heard one of the arabic guys asking Antonio to go the four of us in another room and decided to stop here. when i knew that i was a bit disappointed but i had enough cock for a first gangbang experience and decided to go back home. I stayed a bit with Antonio and exchange each other number, took a shower, try to ged rid of the cum or the piss still in my ass and walked home. This experience was amazing and i'm looking forward to do it again. I hope you enjoyed this story. And if you are a sexy top, Alpha man too that wants to whore out your bottom let me know and come chat with me ;). If there is enough comments to ask me how i look like, i will post my pictures.

I had a great Folsom street fair weekend! I attended the parties at 442 where my hole got stretched and used quite well over the weekend. Sometimes there are so many men and dicks going in and out of my hole that it all become a blur. However I did have a hot event that I'd like to share. I entered the dark room and was followed by this muscular, beefy biracial guy. He really had a magnificent body and ass and decent equipment as well. I was really hoping to get fucked by him but instead he got down on his knees and started sucking my dick. Because he was just so beautiful, I couldn't resist or using his mouth and thrusting in and out. What happened next was even better! While this delicious hunk of man meat was on his knees sucking my dick, I felt an exploratory poke from behind. Of course I spread my ass cheeks, and invited this anonymous top in. So there I was getting my dick sucked and having mystery meat pumping my hole. It was hot and felt great! With each thrust in my hole, I'd I thrust in the willing mouth in front of me. This continued till mystery man's rhythm picked up speed and he pounded my hole and shot his load up it. He continued pushing his load deeper in me until he softened and pulled out and immediately disappeared. Meanwhile I kissed the handsome man who had been sucking my dick, extended my thanks, and went to look for more dick to fill my hole. I have no idea who was using my hole while I got my blowjob; only that his dick was long and narrow and that he knew how to use it!

Part 1; My Boyfriend, (we know each other as Daddy & boy), just turned 23 a few weeks ago. We've been together just over a year now. I asked my boy what he wanted for his Birthday. He loves to travel, so, I was half expecting a sun-kissed holiday for a birthday treat. His response; 'I want to have some naughty FUN with Uncle Bob & Uncle Jack (how he fondly refers to them), in their basement dungeon. Bob & Jack have been dear Friends of mine for 20 odd years. They have been together 30 odd years, both Poz and on Medz pretty much that entire time. A few years ago they made a joint decision to both come off of their medication, for an array of reasons. Unfortunately their latest lab work from a few months ago revealed both of their viral loads to be just under a million, with CD4 counts just under 100 for Jack, and in the teens for Bob. They are reconsidering treatment options, but for now, are med free! I have been part of some great parties in Bob & Jack's well equipped dungeon, which also boasts a small DJ booth. Bob & Jack have met my Boy several times during brunch meets, etc, and they very much like him, telling me multiple times how sweet and well mannered he is. Of course, he is Daddy's good boy! My boy and I had also planned a romantic meal out on his actual Birthday, so, his 'Gift' from his 2 friendly Uncles was a few days prior! We arrived at their gaff and Jack & Bob were in their usual daily attire of jeans and tee shirts. 'Take your boy down to the basement, show him around, we'll be down in a while', handing us both a Beer. The ever hospitable hosts . My dear Friends were very laid back that even with plans, they just went with it. I led my boy downstairs, Music thumping, the party DJ had started, a very cute early 20s Asian lad who I clocked had the most perfect tiny round bubble ass, much like my boy's, when I went to introduce myself. I patted the young DJ on his sweet young ass, which evoked a dirty grin from him, and went to see my boy. He was grinning from ear to ear having found one of the slings, and popped himself on it. His first time on one! 'Get down to your jockstrap and trainers, like the DJ, then hop back in'. My boy wasted no time in adhering to my instructions, and like a Duck to water had his ankles in the straps, and flung his arms back holding onto the chains. His smile said it all. I was in my usual full Leather attire, and I crouched down to lick my boy's cunt, the least I could do, prepare the ground. My boy has naturally quite a hairy cunt hole, which I prefer completely smooth. He'd let a few weeks worth of growth appear. I gave him a knowing look. With his typical puppy look he exclaimed, 'sorry Daddy'. I apped Jack saying I needed a razor to make my boy's hole properly smooth. Jack threw a razor down. I used some Beer to wet his hole down for that easier shave, but, the razor was useless, really blunt. Instead of the usual soft application, I was having to push really hard, causing my boy to wince as the blunt razor inflicted cuts deep enough to cause blood run, albeit just slight trickles. I pushed the neck of my Beer bottle inside his tight ass (we hadn't fucked for a few weeks as I have been super busy with work), and he does daily exercises to stay tight. I tilted the bottle, spilling cold Beer inside, resulting in a sudden gasp. I pulled the bottle neck out and slammed his Daddy's Bare Dick right up to my balls. I leaned in, kissing my boy, and whispering in his ear, 'you really ready boy for FUN with Uncle Bob & Uncle Jack?' ... 'Yes Daddy'. I slowly fucked him, grinding my hips with the Music. After a short while Jack & Bob came down, wearing nothing but German style army boots, both with the trusty old toothbrushes slipped in their socks, and the words 'AIDS Pig' written across their chests. I hadn't seen either of them naked for about 2 years now, and they had both definitely lost a lot of weight. Legs, arms, and ass holes especially wasted, and all round very pale! Bob also was still wearing a tourniquet from having just shot some Tina. He was also now sporting some lesions over his body, including his foreskin 'Would you like some Tina', Bob said to my boy. 'It'll make you feel invincible. A special Birthday gift, of many'. .... 'OK'. Using the same needle, Jack also injected my boy. Several seconds later he was writing around in the sling, constantly repeating ... 'Give it to me, give it to me, I need it, I need it', over and over. Jack started fingering my boy with some Crisco, rubbing on his ridge (prostate), this normally sends my boy into overdrive, but this time was something else. He started screaming ... 'Uncle Jack, please, please, please give me everything'. Within a few moments Jack was completely up to his wrist, something we hadn't even achieved. I cradled my boy's head, he looked up at me, ... 'I Love You Daddy', as he shone like a Pig in Shit! I knew all was well. The DJ came over, having sorted out a long mix to fend for itself for a while. My Leather trousers still open at the front (they have a zip either side that flaps open the front), with my hard Dick swinging about. ... 'Suck my boy's 'innocent' cunt juice from my Dick', and pushed him down to his knees. To my delight he promptly started deep-throating me, with me in control, holding his head from behind, forcing myself as far as I can, holding til the little cunt chokes, release for about 5 seconds whilst he drools on my boots, then, repeat. Each time he choked, his little round ass would arch out even further still. That little Pussy had my name on it! I looked over, and saw Jack still fisting my boy, in a little bit more, and turning sideways to sideways quickly. Bob, was having his foreskin lesions licked, only the lesions. I can only imagine he instructed my boy to do just that! ....

I woke up several hours later with a severely dry mouth. I chugged an entire bottle of Gatorade, and laid back until Pup woke up. It was now mid-day going on evening, and I had originally scheduled my flight home for the next day, but I wanted to keep playing. I called and rescheduled my flight for two days out. We setup for another play session and he had me get in the sling. “What do you want now boy?”, Pup asked. I pondered for a second, “I want another slam.” “Yeah? What else do you want boy?”, he questioned. “I’ve never been gangbanged before, I want to be fucked by as many guys as possible.” “You’ll take any load from any guy I get for you?” I didn’t hesitate to answer, “Yes sir”. “And you’re not going to run to your bottle of PrEP once it’s over?” “You can take my PrEP bottle away from me if you want.” “You’re sure boy? You know I’ve already given you a toxic slam and a couple toxic loads. Without PrEP you’re going to be poz.” “I know, sir. I want your DNA inside of me.” “Good boy. Where is your PrEP bottle?” “It’s in my toiletry bag, in my suitcase.” Pup dug around until he found the bottle, held it up and said “Say Goodbye” as he left the room with it. He came back a few minutes later. To this day I have no idea what he did with it, and I don’t care. “You’re a poz meth whore now, how does it feel?” “It’s what I’ve wanted for years. It feels right.” “Fucking slut. I’m going to get you some cum. But first, I’m going to slam you. How much do you want?” “Give me a .25 again.” As much as I wanted to try a bigger slam I was afraid of how much I’d like it, and I knew once I went bigger I’d never go down again. Pup prepared a couple syringes with Trimix, he administered mine and showed me how to administer his. Once we were both hard he tied off my arm and administered my slam, then did his own. He started texting his friends and going on Grindr, Craigslist, and every other app you can think of inviting guys over to try out my hole. Within 30 minutes we had a good sized crowd. The crowd was mostly tops with one other bottom that got fucked when guys weren’t fucking me. I didn’t ask anyone’s status, but assumed most of the guys were positive since we were all barebacking. However, there was a top named Zach that made it a point to announce “By the way, I’m poz” right before he loaded my hole. My dick got even harder, and I knew for sure I’d found my calling as a poz cumdump. I got loaded by all of the tops, some a couple times, until my hole was loose and full of cum. As the sun came up on another day I climbed out of the sling and said my goodbyes as the party wound down. I was still wide awake so Pup and I played some on our own before we crashed for a few hours. After our nap pup had me setup his laptop and webcam pointed at the sling, and told me we were going to put on a show for one of his friends, we’ll call him Wolfie. I had an immediate crush on him even though he was on webcam, he’s a very hot otter in his early 30’s, with one of the best devilish grins I’ve ever seen. Pup got in the sling, administered his own slam, and then had me fist him while Wolfie watched. In the meantime Wolfie slammed himself and played with his own hole while we watched. It was so hot watching his transformation on camera from a mild mannered guy into a slammed up pig, I’ll never forget it. Once Pup was satisfied he told me to get in the sling, and I had no idea what was coming. First he produced some ankle restraints. “You’re going to experience something that I have yet to experience”, he told me as he started locking my ankles into place. “I’m going to force slam you, and you don’t have a choice.” With that, he put a blindfold on me and I was completely at his mercy. I heard locks being fastened to the ankle restraints and he grabbed my wrists and did the same. I was excited and way more nervous than I’d been all weekend, my entire body was electrified and he hadn’t slammed me yet. Pup ran the needle over my skin without injecting me, waves of electricity emanated through my body from where it touched me. After playing with me for a bit, and as Wolfie watched from afar, Pup tied off my arm. “Get ready to fly”, Pup said as he administered my fourth and final slam of the weekend. I had no control over how big it was, and I loved giving up control to him. The electric feeling in my body was immediately replaced with the pure pleasure released by the slam. Earlier in the weekend I had told Pup about Kyle, and told him I wanted him to make a video to send to him as I knew he read stories like this on Breeding Zone, but I was living it. As I was still blissed out Pup pulled out his phone and started recording. “What’s your name?” I had to think to answer, but finally managed, “Lee”. “And what’s your ex-boyfriends name?” “Kyle” “What did I just do to you?” “Slammed me with meth.”, I laughed, realizing it would be almost unbelievable to Kyle when he saw this. Pup turned the phone on himself and said, “I’m corrupting your ex-boyfriend Kyle. Enjoy.” “Fuck me”, I begged. Pup put the phone down and fucked me hard while Wolfie watched and I thought about what Kyle would think when he saw the video. Pup dumped his load in me, and tried to fist me but my hole was too sore from all the play it got over the weekend. After we signed off with Wolfie, Pup ordered me to shower, and as I went into the bathroom I looked myself in the mirror, and saw what I can only describe as my evil twin. With my pupils dilated and flying high I was no longer the nice guy that everyone’s parents loved. The guy that made guys wait several dates before he’d sleep with them. Meth had unlocked a sex crazed side of me that I never knew could exist, and I was loving every minute of it. After my shower Pup could tell I was coming down and that I was exhausted from our weekend of play. He had me take several vitamins to replenish my body, and gave me something to sleep again. Then he cuddled me while I fell asleep, and I crashed knowing that I was forever changed by this weekend. I flew home and took a few days off of work to recover. Pup had a cold when I visited, and I went home with it. While I was still getting over the cold my lymph nodes throughout my body swelled up like I’ve never experienced before. I texted Pup to tell him what was happening, and he texted back “Got you!”, which just confirmed what I thought… I was seroconverting. In the few months after Easter I’ve avoided T & G, but I have been fucked and/or fisted at least once a week since. Sex, even sober, is way better now that I’m not stressing about status, and I’ve given up the pretense of being a “good guy”. At this point I want to find a partner that would willingly whore me out to his friends, or lock me in a sling at a bathhouse. I never could have admitted that to myself before. And this upcoming weekend, yet another long weekend for America’s July 4, I’m returning to visit Pup. Playing with him again will give a whole new meaning to “Independence Day”.

I was sitting at home one Sunday night, horny and idling stroking my hard cock. Jerking off was the obvious answer, but I wanted to cum in some queer's mouth or ass, preferably after getting a few loads down my throat. I went online and checked if anybody interesting had cruised me on squirt. Nope, just a guy who'd offered to fuck me several times. No face pic, his body looked hot enough and he had a big dick. But, I got a bad feeling from him and had always turned him down. It looked like a night for Hollywood Boutique in Lake City. I posted a note on my profile and on the Hollywood page in the Cruising section. It was busy for a Sunday, several guys cruising, two guys making out and stroking each other's cocks and one guy sucking another. I went to the gay room, took a chair and pulled my cock out. One of the cruisers, an older guy, sat down next to me and showed his cock. I stroked him for a bit, then leaned over and took him in my mouth. A few minutes of vigorous sucking and I was rewarded with a tasty treat. I sat idly stroking my dick for a while. It had turned and not too many guys there. The front door banged shut and after a bit a man walked in, leaned against the wall across the room from me and pulled out a nice fat, uncut cock. I stared at the nicely hardening prick and licked my lips. He walked over, stood in front of me and stuck his dick in my face. Leaning forward I slid my tongue under the foreskin and licked precum off the head. Mmm, tasty: nice and salty, ripe and flavorful. Sucking harder, I pulled the head into my mouth and licked under the rim. I was rewarded with a little bit of yummy cock cheese. Soon the beautiful cock was fully erect and I was getting copious precum. After a bit he pulled out and sat down next to me. He leaned over and kissed me. We made out for a while and I getting really turned on. He pulled away, "I want to fuck you." "What's your HIV status?" "I'm neg, tested last month. I never bottom, haven't gotten much action lately. Last BB I did was several months ago." Mmm, yeah! "You want it bareback or wrapped?" "I'd love bareback." "I'd love to take your load." I kissed him and stood up, shoved my pants down and turned around. He pulled me to him with one hand and guided his oozing prick to my asshole with the other. I moaned as he wallowed the head around my rosebud and smeared juice on it. I pushed back and he slid his hard length into me. He wasn't all that long, maybe seven inches, but he was nice and fat. His arms went around me and he held me against his crotch, not moving. I moaned as he said "Man, you're really tight! I haven't been in this nice an ass in ages." "Fuck me hard! Give me that big dick!" He started stroking in and out slowly, then quickly banged me hard and fast. I was in faggot heaven, getting my ass fucked off by the nicest dick I'd had in months. "I'm not gonna last long," he panted in my ear. "Just screw me hard and fill me with cum! Breed me!" "Oh, yeah, yeah, cumming in your ass, breeding you, bitch!" He humped into me hard and held it in, shuddering and trembling. I seldom feel it when a man cums in me, but I felt it this time. His cock twitched in my ass and I felt hot liquid fill me. I was really turned on. I loved it when a man said he was breeding me. I knew most guys meant just cumming in someone bareback, but I was also aware of another meaning of the word. I'd recently stumbled across sites that celebrated bugchasing. I had no intention of getting fucked by a poz guy, condom or not, and had no interest in getting infected, but I'd started jerking off reading stories of guys getting intentionally infected. I'd also started cruising personal sites and checking out poz guys and imagining them fucking me raw. I'd almost shot my load when the guy had said he was breeding me. I fantasized that he was really poz and I'd just taken my first poz load. He pulled out and I sat down. He stuck his cock in my face, I sucked it in and lovingly cleaned cum and assjuice off it. Yum, yum, my favorite two flavors: cum and ass juice. Especially when it's my ass juice. After a bit he sat down next to me. I turned my head to him and soon were languidly making out. I felt a hand on my cock, looked down and saw a man kneeling between my knees. My top put a hand behind the guy's head and pushed. Soon I was getting a very competent blowjob while my top kissed me. All too soon I moaned and shot into my cocksucker's mouth. He milked my balls empty, stood up and kissed me. His tongue pushed my load into my mouth. I swirled it around for a bit. My top whispered in my ear, "Swallow your load faggot." I did so and my top turned my mouth to him and he kissed me again. "Thanks for a great fuck, man. It's been a while since I've barebacked. Almost forgot how good it was. You up for another round in a little while?" "As soon as your dick gets hard again. That was a first class fuck." "So get down on your knees and work some magic." I did so and soon was luxuriating in the feel and taste of a soft dick. It didn't take long, soon I was held tight in his arms getting my ass reamed out again. He lasted a long time; it was one of the longest, hardest fucks I had ever had. I had my eyes closed, soon I felt a mouth on my prick. I didn't feel it when my top shot in me. He humped in me and held me and moaned in my ear. I was about as turned on as I'd ever been. "Breeding you again, bitch!" My body jerked and I shot into my cocksucker's mouth. My top lowered me to my seat and once again I cleaned his cock with my mouth. Not as much cum this time, but more assjuice, tinged with a coppery taste I'd never experienced before. Soon he was kissing me again. He broke off and whispered in my ear. "Great fuck, even better than before. My apologies though; there was a little blood on my dick when I pulled out. I think I tore you up a little. Sorry." "Yeah, I tasted it when I cleaned you and I'm really sore. But, don't worry. That was one of the best fucks of my life. I'll heal." "When you do I'd like to fuck you again. We can do it at my place in Broadview if you like." "I would love to; give me your email address. I'll shoot you an e-mail." He did and we parted company. It was a couple of months before I dropped him a line. Not only was I busy at work, I also came down with a bad case of the flu a couple of weeks after he fucked me. Finally, however, I found myself in his bed getting my ass fucked. He'd asked me if I minded if a buddy of his watched and joined in. I said sure, as long as he was neg. I'd love to get tag-teamed. His buddy was black with a nice size dick, also uncut. It was one of the hottest sexual experiences of my life. It was the wee hours before I left. They fucked me three times each, the last time a double fuck. That was my first time taking two cocks in my ass at one time. It was incredibly hot, made more so by my being blindfolded. My top had fisted me before the double fuck. After they both shot in me he took the blindfold off and held up a mirror. I was amazed to see my ass gaping open and turned inside out, with cum smeared all over. The black guy licked and tongued me, another incredible feeling. A few days later I was looking around on bareback sites when I came across a link to a blog by a bareback top with a sample pic. The room where it was shot looked familiar and when I clicked on it I saw it was the room where the two tops had fucked me. I went to the blog and was shocked to find numerous stills and videos of me getting fucked. All the faces were blurred, but everything else was clear. Nothing had been said about any cameras. I wondered what else I hadn't been told. I clicked on the personal info link on the blog and saw that it was indeed the top who'd fucked me both nights. My cock was rock hard when I read his info and my stomach turned over and I became dizzy. He was poz and had been for years. I followed a link to postings he'd made on the main site and found one that offered to gift neg bottoms. He said he was off meds and his viral load was very high. The posting had been made three days before he fucked me at Hollywood. He had lied to me: I'd been stealthed. I remembered the flu I had experienced and realized it was the fuck flu. He had purposely infected me with HIV. When that realization hit my cock jerked and squirted a huge load on my belly and chest. I looked again at his postings and saw a couple in the fiction stories section. One was a detailed account of how he'd offered to fuck a guy on squirt and been turned down. One night the guy had posted that he was going to Hollywood. What followed was a very accurate account of the night, down to the exact words exchanged when he shot the loads in me. My top had very purposefully stalked me, lied to me, stealthed me and infected me. My cock was rock hard again and I realized I wasn't angry. I was afraid for the future but I was also massively aroused and realized I was grateful to my gifter. I no longer had to worry about getting pozzed, it was done. I was free to take any load offered and planned to do just that. I started to go to the personal sites where I had ads up so I could change my info but had a thought. Instead I emailed my gifter and told him I was really horny and needed to get fucked. He emailed me back and said to come on over. I replied that I'd be there soon and that it would be really hot if he had a video camera he could set it up to record the fuck, complete with audio. He said yes, he had three cams and could set them at different angles. Soon I was pinned on the bed on my belly and he was slamming that big dick in me. He moaned in my ear, "You want it bitch, do you want my load?" "Yes, I want it. Give it to me." "Give you what, bitch? What do you want?" "I want your poison jizz in me. I want you to knock me up, poz me, infect me with your AIDS cum." "You got it, bitch, here it comes. Pozzing your ass. Infecting your faggot ass." His cock jerked in me and once again I felt his juice fill me. But now I knew I was taking poison cum. My cock squirted into the bed. It was the hottest fuck of my life and the beginning of complete honesty to myself of my desires. My gifter pulled out of me and turned me over. He took me in his arms and kissed me. "When did you find out the truth?" "Right before I emailed you today. I found your blog and your post of the night in Hollywood. I had the flu not long after and realized I'd been infected. I wanted to take your AIDS cum knowingly." "Are you angry at me?" "No, I'm grateful. I just wish I had known you were infecting me that night. Is the black guy that other night poz too?" "Yes, he is and he knew we were stealthing you. What are you going to do now?" "Take as many loads as I came from as many men as possible. Probably fuck my poison jizz into guys. Although I'm not going to stealth, I'll be honest about my status." "Famous last words. You're going to find what a rush it it fucking your poz cum into neg guys. I give six months max before you lie about your status and fuck a neg guy." "Why did you pick me to stealth?" "You checked out my ad in BBRTS several times and spent a lot of time looking at pozzing and stealthing stories. You wrote several pozzing stories, including a couple where you got stealthed. It looked to me like you wanted the bug but were afraid to take the step. Been there, done that. I decided to take the responsibility out of your hands. Also, I get off in a massive way infecting other guys, and it pissed me off a little that you wouldn't let me fuck you and give you what you wanted. You were bound to get knocked up sooner or later and I wanted to be the one to do it." "Mmmm, that's hot. How about you take me to Club Z and turn me out?"

My partner, Shane, and I did a long weekend in Palm Springs last weekend with some friends. One day we grabbed day passes to All Worlds, which we hadn't been to before. Seemed to draw a regular weekend crowd from LA, since many of the guys we chatted with in the pools were from the LA area. Shane is 5'11" has a swimmer's build with a smooth ass and furry pecs; he has green eyes and black hair and easily maintains a tan (total opposite of my ginger self); he's always eye candy at these places. When we first met, he wasn't it anal at all -- neither as a top or bottom. In fact, he'd never bottomed. It has been 9 years, and we've gradually introduced him to the intense pleasures of anal sex. He now identifies as a vers/bttm, and has slowly begun exploring his sluttier side, though he's not usually into random play, bath houses, or ABS (again, quite the opposite from my self). We hung by the pool, meeting a slew of new guys, chatting it up. I wasn't worried about working the crowd for sex -- I was confident I'd get some at some point in the day. I could see some chemistry developing between Shane and another couple. They were a tall muscle bear, Joe, and his husband who was shorter and leaner with a shaved head and mustache. They were there with a group of friends, including an adorable otter in his late 20s who easily could be in Game of Thrones. Really nice guys. We were told it was BYOB, so I strategically left him in the pool while my buddy and I went to get some bottles of wine to bring back. When I returned, I could see the chemistry was definitely there, the tall muscle bear now with an arm around Shane's waist. I opened the wine, poured a couple glasses, and wandered to check out the rest of the resort. I have a strong voyearuistic side to me, and had read AW is cool with open door play, plus there's a play room. I found the playroom and checked it out. Relatively quiet, except for a small group sucking cocks in a corner near some sorta plywood maze / gloryholes (though these were HUGE gloryholes). I pulled my dick out of my swimsuit and let a couple guys work on it for about 10 minutes. I was a long way from coming, and wanted to see what else was happening. I peeked out at the pool and saw Joe and Shane making out in the pool. I did a loop and saw guys were starting to break away for some playtime. Several rooms were open and you could see 2-3 guys naked and sucking cock. I watched a couple of the LA guys I'd been chatting with head into a room opposite the main pool, and leave their door open. The muscle bear's husband was with them, as well as the GoT otter. I chatted them up briefly, catching the sexual vibe growing in their room, then continued my loop. There was some activity around two rooms at the rear of the main pool area. Outside the pool, I saw my partner standing naked with the muscle bear, making out, Joe's hands firmly gripping Shane's ass. I instantly got hard. I walked back to the locker where I'd stored my stuff earlier; I refilled my wine cup and grabbed my little "to go" bag with lube and poppers in it. I peeked back into the main pool area. My partner and my friends were all gone. I wandered back to the open doors in the rear of the pool area. A few guys had started fucking in each of the two adjacent rooms. One guy I'd chatted with earlier was fucking a blonde I'd seen laying out, but not speaking to anyone. I JO'd for a few minutes, then wandered again. I love to be a voyeur, but there's no one I love watching more than Shane playing with someone else. I stopped at the LA boys' open door. Two guys were leaving, but there were still 7 naked bodies inside. The GoT otter was on his knees alternating between two cocks. I stepped inside and slipped off my swimsuit. On the bed, I could see my partner, on his back, his legs being held high and spread by someone kneeling behind his head -- I didn't recognize the guy, and wandered if he had recently shown up on a day pass. Meanwhile, Joe, the muscle bear, was eating my partner's ass. A bottle of poppers was being passed around, so I took mine out and offered to share -- groups always appreciate another bottle of poppers being passed around. I added my dick to those the GoT was already sucking, and let myself enjoy his amazing hot mouth. Eventually I looked over and saw Joe standing at the edge of the bed, Shane's legs spread in front of him, slapping his cock against Shane's exposed hole. Joe's cock was impressively long and girthy, and I honestly doubted Shane would be able to take it. As if reading my mind, Joe stepped aside and crawled onto the bed alongside Shane, while the stranger nodded to the stranger quickly moved into position at Shane's ass. Joe pressed a bottle of poppers under Shane's nose, "Take a long, deep hit," he growled. I positioned myself for a good view of the bed, and could see Shane's face go lax as the poppers took hold of him. "Now take that cock," Joe said. Shane obeyed. I heard him groan as the anon cock slid inside him, totally raw. Joe leaned down and kissed Shane, driving his tongue deep, while the stranger started a rhythmic fuck. I turned my attention back to the GoT otter, his cute furry face buried in someone's groin as he deep-throated a cock. I bent down and ran my hand along his fuzzy ass, letting my fingers graze his hole. He ground his ass on my fingers. I licked my fingers to naturally lube them, and started to probe his hole. I fucking love an otter hole! And this one was nice and tight. I played with GoT's ass for awhile, letting my fingers probe and loosen him up. My cock was rock hard. I heard Shane groan louded, and turned to see Joe had taken up a position at his ass. He held both Shane's ankles in one hand, and used the other to guide his cock into the waiting hole. The stranger was standing off to the side, and pressed poppers under Shane's nose again. As he fell under the popper's spell, Joe steadily pushed inside. "Fuck yeah!" Shane grunted. There was suddenly a lot of movement in front of me. I turned around and the GoT otter was leaning in to kiss me. We made out for a few minutes, totally lost in the exchange. Then he whispered, "fuck me." I spun him around and positioned him on all fours on the bed, so I could see his hot ass in front of me, and Joe pounding into my partner to my left. Shane is often loud and sometimes verbal when he's getting fucked. But Joe's cock was so powerful that all Shane could do was grunt, with an occasional whimper, and a long groan when Joe varied him rhythm to go long and deep. Joe was silent, but in total control of Shane's ass. I loved it!! And I was rock hard watching this. Poor otter boy ended up getting penetrated faster than I normally would have, and I hurt him grunt with the suddenness of my entry. Fortunately I'd loosened his ass with my fingers, otherwise I may have wrecked his hole before we even got started. I went to town on that hot, furry hot!! Otter boy and Shane exchanged a couple quick kisses, but both were getting pounded and couldn't hold their focus on another person. I climbed up on the bed, and started dipping my cock down into GoT's hole, pressing on his sphincter in a new way. He gasped, "OMG fuck me! That's amazing!" I was starting to get close. As if he read my mind, he said, "I want your load." Well fuck, that did it for me! I put one foot on the floor, and the other on the bed alongside him, grabbed his waist, and started fucking for the gold. I unleashed my load, trying to keep pushing into him, but caught in that crazy rush of electricity that jolts through my body when I come like that. I stepped back, slapping that hard ass, and laughed a bit as the energy kept rushing through me. Then Joe roared. That's the only way to describe it. He roared! And with a few prolonged thrusts, he buried his load in Shane's hungry ass. Shane had never been bred by another other than myself before, and I was totally turned on seeing this muscle bear breed my partner's ass. The room was quiet for a bit after that as Joe and I recovered from the shockwaves of cumming, and Shane and otter boy both flopped on the bed relishing the breedings they'd both taken. Ironically, neither came. Joe and I offered to finish them, but both declined. As it turned out, both were still cock hungry and would be offering their holes for use in the darkroom -- but I'll save that story for my next post.

Part 7 'They’re all positive. Tom is positive. He’s been fucking HIV into my torn hole all night.' My mind went into a panic. I tried to struggle but couldn’t move. My breathing became panicked and quick but because I couldn’t open my mouth I felt slowly suffocated. Tom reached down to me and took advantage of my panic, placing poppers under my nose. I had no choice but to inhale. My body grew warm and flushed and my hole twitched. I felt numb all over. He grabbed the syringe filled with toxic cum and slid it deep inside my hole. It was cold as it filled me, my ass felt full with his seed. He positioned himself at my ass and in one unmerciful thrust he ripped deep into me. I tried to scream but couldn’t make a sound other than a guttural moan. Leaning down, Tom whispered in my ear “Daddy never said he was negative, boy. I’ve bred your ass and claimed it. I chose you. This is your gift.” I felt my eyes fill with tears, I didn't want this. Why had I allowed myself to get into this situation? The tears streamed from my eyes. The men around me noticed, and someone, a man with white hair and the biohazard tattoo above his swelling cock taunted me sneering “Look at the bitch. Crying with happiness. You love your Daddy, don’t you?” I tried to shake my head. Did all these men think I wanted this? I looked pleadingly into Tom’s beautiful blue eyes. “Daddy loves you John. I want this for you and me. Take it and enjoy it. We’re free now.” I didn’t quite know what he meant but I knew he was close to cumming. My ass burned and I could feel the cum splashing from my hole with every thrust. I felt his cock ring stabbing at my insides. I suspected my ass was bleeding. Tom thrust harder into my hole, and I distinctly felt his cock spasm as he came, the jets of cum flowing deep into my body. The spectators cheered Tom on, catcalling him saying “Fucking breed him,” and “Give him that Daddy load,” and perhaps most to-the-point, “Knock-up his cunt.” Yeah, the room was filled with the sound of encouragement for Tom as he became my Daddy. After he was satisfied that I’d received ever drop of his cum he withdrew his cock, walked round next to my head and placed a blindfold over my eyes, remarking “I want you to feel the cum filling you, not focus on who’s giving it to you. My load is the only one you should love and cherish. The rest are because I want it for you.” Tom placed more poppers under my nose as the first cock slammed into me. I spent hours taking load after load of cum. I began to feel satisfied knowing I had made someone cum. Every time I felt the spasm of a cock or the moan of one of the men in the room I felt a sense of pride. Was I doing a good job? I didn’t want to let Daddy down. I couldn’t believe I felt this way. Tom had truly broken my mind. I was craving the cum of every man present. Each time another syringe of lube was unloaded into me I felt closer to Tom, knowing Tom’s cum somehow allowed the other men to use my ass with violence. I felt the familiar sting of Tom’s cock as it buried into my now destroyed hole. Light flooded my eyes as the blindfold was removed. Tom’s blue eyes were the first thing I saw. He was smiling. I felt a deep sense of calm wash over me. I glanced up at the ceiling: the room was empty except for the two of us. Each time Tom’s cock slid from my ass I noticed it was covered in thick white cum. I knew there was nothing I could do now, it was too late, this was my fate. Tom quickly bred my ass, blowing his load so deep I could practically taste it. Reaching over to the table, he grabbed the jar of cum, which was now two-thirds empty. The remaining third ended-up in my ass by means of the syringe. I thought my ass would burst, and apparently Tom was of the same mind, as he abruptly slid a butt plug into my hole. Mercifully this plug did not have spikes. “Good boy. You did Daddy proud tonight.” With that Tom released my legs, but before either leg hit the mattress I had passed out from exhaustion.

As dad entered the cab he saw Grandad and me kissing and as Grandad pulled away from the gate dad reached a hand around my neck and pulled me into a kiss as well, his hand dropping to my pec to rub on my nipple his other hand moved to my shorts and soon had them un buttoned and unzipped, his hand reached in and groped my stalk as Grandad moved his hand onto my cock squeezing it and making it harder. Dad helped me raise my hips and slid my shorts down to my ankles freeing up my cock and balls, dad kept making out with me as Grandad continued to stroke my drooling tool occasionally taking his hand off long enough to bring the nectar to his lips The road was a combination of old pavement and gravel which made for a bumpy ride, which I could tell grandad was casually looking in his rear view mirror watching the action in it, I swear he was purposely hitting a few bump to make Cole ride Bud’s cock harder. The road was also bumpy enough that I did not notice as I was making out with Dad that grandad had undid his pants and had slid them down exposing his cock. Dad pulled away from me and took me by the scruff and guided my head towards the elders phallus, it was an awkward position sitting in the middle of the two, being 6’1” my head nuzzled my grandfather’s chest and would have hit the window, even as limber as I was, but dad pulled my hips towards him, so I was partially in his lap, my bare ass sticking up a bit, as he began to fondle my cheeks. I took grandads cock head into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the sensitive glans, his semi hard cock swelling in my mouth, I had completely forgotten about the butt plug when dad began moving it in and out rubbing it on my prostate, my cock was running like a fountain as he massaged my happy spot with the cock shaped device. I had worked about half of grandad’s cock into my mouth wen his hand was placed on the back of my head, occasionally pushing me further down the shaft, he shifted his hips and would thrust up, the jostling of the truck on the road made his cock jump in my mouth, then as I neared the base he hit a bump and my nose was buried in his pubes, his cock in my throat, grandad wasn’t as big as Bud or I but he still had considerable length, and at least two inches had been shoved down my throat, I stated to gag but he pressed harder on my neck and I gasped around his cock then took in a large breath through my nose “Natural born cocksucker you’ve raised the son” He must have been talking to my dad, who was fondling my cock and balls with one hand while working the small plug in and out of my hole with the other, slowly adding fingers alongside the plug stretching my sphincter. I bobbed on grandads cock for a bit more relishing that I could work it in and out of my throat giving both of pleasure then he held my head still his cock planted down my throat and groaned his spunk shot up his piss tube and shot down my throat, or at least the forest two ropes did, he let up pressure on my head as I raised up just enough to have his cock head spurting across my tongue, not as sweet as me but just as tasty, my dad had maneuvered me into a kneeling position on the seat whilst I was blowing grandad and had replaced the plug with his fingers, he moved my ass around and was tonguing my hole while sliding in and out with two fingers, in all the action he had managed to get his pants down around his ankles as well and his tool was dripping large amounts of precum as well. As I pulled off of grandad and leaned up on my elbows I could see Cole had blown a load all over Bud, and my other cousins were trying to lick up the spooge from Bud’s six pack. Dad pulled me into his lap and lowered my spit soaked hole down to his rock hard member the head finding my entrance, and pressing for admission, I sank balls deep in one bump of the road and leaned back into dads chest, the pain was unlike any I could have imagined but the pleasure of being stuffed balanced out the agony, I placed one hand on the seat and the other on the arm rest, beginning to raise and lower myself up and down on my father’s cock, I turned my head and dad kissed me his tongue snaking into my mouth still tasting of my hole. We were getting close, not just to the cabin, but in our breeding, I was leaking like a faucet and dad was moaning loudly his breath coming in short spurts, Grandad reached over and slid a covering onto my engorged member and began jerking me off as dad began thrusting up into my guts, impaling me on the tool that made me. I felt that burning in my loins and burst forth with a huge load into the covering that grandad had placed over my cock, my orgasm causing my ass to milk Dads bone as he began spewing seed deep in my guts. Grandad pulled up to the cabin and parked just as we were coming down from the adrenalin rush of our orgasms. Dad pulled up his pants and shoved the plug back in my hole, although it wasn’t a tight fit anymore and I could feel cum leaking around it. I squeezed my ass muscles together the best I could as I pulled my shorts up, trying not to lose the plug. Grandad exited the truck first holding the container he caught my load in, walked around to the back of the truck and opened the shell and tailgate to allow my brother and cousins to exit, as dad and I walked around to the back Grandad was offering the boys a taste of my nectar, each took the container and took a sip then he offered it to dad, before consuming the rest. My brother, cousins and now my own dad and grandfather had tasted my semen, was this part of the ritual, taking in the seed of the yet uninitiated, I was boning up again as the butt plug was rubbing my happy spot as I walked, but for once I didn’t care who saw the tent forming in my pants, I was actually proud of my large bulge. Our group walked from the parking area up to the cabin, about 100 feet away, Cameron was on the porch behind a table handing out small manila envelopes, to each of the participants. My envelope indicated I’d be in the downstairs bedroom with Sam, Chester Paul and Mike, the five amigos, our initiation class was small as only a few births in our year of the clan but some years there were up to 20 initiates into the clan bond. Bud had gotten an upstairs bedroom with 14 of his classmates as we soon learned and dad and Grandad would be sharing a room upstairs as well with their brothers, the elder room as we liked to call it. I had no problem finding my bedroom as I had been here many of times before, just not for the bonding ceremony. Chester and Paul were already there, Sam and Mike were yet to arrive, Chester looked me over “Something happened on the way in didn’t it Cuz?” I couldn’t tell if it was my appearance or they might have had a similar experience on their way here “Did you guys come together?” “Naw, I came with my dad and great Uncle Albert, Paul over there came with Uncles Tony and great uncle Sinclair” Chester piped in I knew that great uncles Albert and Sinclair both had trucks and I noticed them in the parking lot “Anyone else come up with you guys?” “Yeah our older brothers rode in the back with some of our Cousins” “You notice anything happening, anything exciting?” I think they got my drift as we began comparing what had transpired on the way up, especially after we entered the gates to the property, we each had a hot tale to unfold as our experience were similar. Chester had a raging hard on, and Paul was close behind. I reached out and grabbed their crotches both were bulging and hard, I undid my button and slipped my shorts down, freeing my monster from its confinement, Chester dropped to his knees and took my cock into his mouth, as Paul began kissing me his shorts hitting the ground as he stepped out of them, Chester now alternated between the two tube steaks dangling in front of him, then Chester reached around and discovered the butt plug in my hole, expecting to finger my freshly fucked hole instead he found resistance from the plug. Both boys had gotten fucked on the way in but both had lost most of the loads into their shorts as it oozed out their gaping holes. I being a cum pig picked up Paul’s shorts and sniffed, indeed there was a residue of cum and ass juices in the ass area of the shorts, I began lapping up the treasure as Paul and Chester examined my ass working their fingers beside the plug like my dad had just an hour before, Paul leaned in and licked my hole sliding a finger besides the plug then pulling out some of the ass mixture, before pulling the plug out and diving into my ass with his tongue. Chester had maneuvered himself under me so that my cock glazed his firm hole the pressed himself back on me as he impaled himself rocking back and forth to fuck himself on my cock, Paul had rimmed me until he felt Chester’s thrust beneath me then he lined his cock with my sloppy hole an pressed in, is spit and dads cum making perfect lube, all I felt was pleasure as his thick long cock slid all the way to his balls in one movement, Paul was actually bigger than dad and he hit places Dad couldn’t reach even with the bouncing truck. I was in pure heaven when the door opened and Sam and Mike entered the room. Sam quickly closed the door “Holy fuck, you guys are hot” I motioned for Sam to join in, as Mike was already sucking Chester’s’ fat rod, Sam came over and we began kissing, Chester not skipping a beat unbuckled Sam’s pants and already had them around his ankles and his cock buried in his throat, As Sam and I made out Paul fucked me harder, and Chester was spit roasted between Sam and I. “oh fuck I’m cumming” Paul moaned as I could feel the ropes of cum make my hole sloppy I blasted off inside of Chester, and Sam filled his throat with his seed. Paul pushed in as deep as he could working his cum into my rectal walls, leaned over and picked up the plug, plunged it into his mouth licking off the residue from my ass and making it all slippery again “A Madison exclusive” He exclaimed as he slid out of my hole and shoved the plug back in my ass, Chester had blown a load down Mike’s throat as Mike withdrew from under his cousin, and Paul shoved his slimy cock into Mike’s mouth. Chester rolled over onto the bed as Sam collapsed on top of him and I beside him, we all watched as Mike cleaned off Paul’s tool as Paul leaned down and took the blast of Mike’s pulsating member across his face. We had worked up a sweat and sticky with cum, as we cuddled and fondled our new found playmates, I began licking the sweat from Chester’s arm pits as Mike went to work on licking my ass and sweaty balls, Sam and Paul were exploring each other as a quick knock on the door and Cole stepped into the room “”lunch in 20 guys, you might want to clean up first, see you there” He winked at us as he left the room, and we all began to giggle, at being found in what could be describe a compromising position, and the fact that Cole didn’t in the least bit seem phased “Fuck, we reek of Sweat and Sex, Smells like the locker room after we ran cross country, sweat and boy spunk” He was right it was kind of a jock tradition to jerk off after a successful athletic endeavor for our town’s high school teams, circle jerks were fun, though we never really thought of them as sex, it was more of a physical release. The five of us headed to the bathroom to clean up, like the bathroom at home the one at the cabin had a large shower stall that in this case would accommodate about 6-10 people, more like a locker room shower than one you’d find in a house, I had never given it much thought in all the years given the number of family members who always seem to be using the cabin at any given time and it made sense that the bathroom be able to accommodate multiple guys given the variety of activities we participated in. Sam reached in and started a shower head flowing as we continued to caress each other and make out, we finally all made it under the stream of one of the five Shower heads while we fondled our way soapy and clean. Sam and Chester had cum streaming out their boy cunts as Mike soaped up Chester’s hole then shoved his cock inside pumping a bit while Chester braced himself against the wall, suddenly it dawned on me the scene I had witness in my bathroom between Cameron and Bud, they weren’t grinding into each other, Bud was getting fucked hard by his big brother. We each exited the shower and grabbed a towel to dry off. We each wrapped a towel around our waist and headed back to the bedroom, upon entering we noticed our clothes in which we traveled here had disappeared and on the two double beds and the one single was placed a white tee with Plebe embossed across the front and on the left shoulder was written in Permanent marker our names, placed upon the tees was a jockstrap with once again written in permanent ink our name. I quickly stepped into my jock and slipped on the tee shirt with my five cohorts doing the same, the clock on the nightstand indicated it was five past noon and we all hurried out the door and down the hall to the great room, we were greeted by our elder brothers, fathers, uncles, and cousins and ushered to a singular table with 5 place setting in the center of the makeshift dining hall. Each were presented with a hotdog and a small portion of baked beans and a vanilla milk shake, which I would later find out to be a protein shake, and our host all sat down around us to partake in the lunch and what would be the opening presentations of the Men’s retreat. We were admonished that what occurred during this week would never be spoken about to any of the uninitiated and what happened would stay between the participants. We were also told that this was to be a bonding experience for all, and if anytime we felt uncomfortable we need only speak-up and say so. After lunch we were escorted out to the docks and told to wait, it was a warm spring day and we all just dangled our feet in the lake, it was still too cold to actually go swimming. We chatted and Chester and Sam kissed then the rest of us started making out as well lying back on the dock and forming various configurations of teen male flesh on flesh. I got bold and decided it was time to show off my talents to my cousins who I had just created a sexual bond “Watch this guys” They watched in excited wonder as I pulled my legs up and locked my knees behind my shoulders, then leaned over and took my cock in my mouth “Holy shit he’s sucking himself” I was in no position to see who exclaimed but the voice sounded like Sam or Mike, they stared in wonder and amusement and Chester tried bringing his legs up only to find he wasn’t limber enough, Mike had enough flexibility to bring his legs behind his shoulders but couldn’t quite get his back to bend enough to put his cock in his mouth, but he got within a half inch or so, Sam leaned over and pushed him down a bit and the head popped in his mouth, Paul got brave and began licking the plug in my ass and soon had me shooting my load down my throat. As I uncoiled Paul leaned in and kissed me licking some of my spunk from my inner cheek. Um, Humph was what we heard as Grandad cleared his throat we all blushed a bit being caught pleasuring ourselves and each other. “I see you young bucks have wasted no time um, bonding” We each giggled “They’re ready for you up at the house, shall we ….. Go”

It was hard to concentrate on my geometry homework, I kept looking at the invite, and finally I went over to my bulletin board and circled the date Tuesday June 5th 1973. My brother Bud would be coming home from college during the Memorial Day weekend just in time for my graduation ceremony, I was looking forward to seeing him again. Bud and I were close but shortly after his camping fishing trip he started hanging out more with my cousin Cole who lived about a half mile away, sure they would include me in movie nights and such but I felt like I was drifting away from my middle brother. Then Bud got accepted to Miami state University and was soon whisked away with college life, just like Cameron when he got accepted to NYU a year earlier, even though Cameron and Bud were just over a year apart in age Bud gravitated towards me as we held similar interest. I was excited on many fronts that evening and when I went down for dinner was gleaming and giddy, Mom put out dinner and we all dug in, Dad kept glancing my way with that all knowing smile on his face. It was just the three of us that night but between that evening and Memorial day Gramps came over frequently to help dad prepare for the camping trip, what little I could discern of their conversations it was what tackle to bring, what the weather was forecast for the area around the cabin and other non-useful to me subjects of conversation, no hint of what might be really planned for the trip. My family had been going up to the Madison Family Cabin for years, my first recollections of summer vacations were at the cabin. It was a monstrosity of a building five bedrooms, three baths (now) and a large great room in the middle of it all, adjacent to the enormous kitchen. It had been built by my Great-Great Grandfather Madison three quarters of a century before, so that the family would have a retreat from the daily trivialities of the times. It had a large closet stocked with games and was set on a large plot of land adjacent to a lake, very private and secluded, what a wealthy family would prefer. My Great-Great Grandfather started the business and had become well off in spite of the economic turmoil of the day. He was also responsible of starting these annual pilgrimages of Father-Son camping trips. The weeks leading up to Memorial day were agonizing, with finals and preparing for graduation, and then realizing I would soon lose some of my privacy for the summer with Bud coming home I began beating off franticly attempting to relieve the anxiety and sexual tensions I had been feeling especially around the mail room, with my cousins beginning to really turn me on scampering around, and Hamilton only got sexier as he developed into a hot jock boy. I finished up my finals on a Wednesday and cruised through an easy Thursday rehearsal for graduation before heading home to kick back and jerk off before having to go put in some hours in the mailroom, where I now oversaw 6 of my cousins sorting incoming mail orders and scheduling postal pick-ups for outgoing packages, we only handled the smallest of them so it wasn’t that big of a deal. That Thursday as I sat contemplating the week to come I noticed that Hamilton and one of the younger cousins had disappeared, I got up and wandered back into the rows of shelving to find him in a close embrace with Hector my 16 year old cousin making out and oblivious to their being caught, I cleared my throat and they broke apart, Hector acting very nervous and Hamilton grinning “Found another one that likes to be kissing cousins Thom” I just shook my head, Hamilton was such a tease, in just over a year I’d be seeing him at the camp out, and maybe we could sneak off together and make out I thought. He was after all a really good kisser. The next morning I had planned to sleep in as graduation wasn’t till 2pm and I had the day off from work because of the celebration the family was throwing for me and 4 of my cousins who were also graduating. I was deep in a wonderful dream where I was kissing and fondling one of my older cousins when “whoop” a body landed on my bed, actually it was a good thing as I was rock hard and dripping precum into my pajamas and had been left alone most likely shot a huge load in a great wet dream. “hey little bro I’m home” it was Bud pouncing on me and waking me up, he pulled back the covers and smirked in an effort to get me up he found me “up”, a large wet spot not only on my pajamas but on the sheets below, he smirked that ever knowing smirk and pulled me up my rock hard cock leading the way to the bath room as he stripped my pajama bottoms off me and tossed me into the already running shower, it wasn’t extremely cold but it was brisker than I generally enjoyed, my hard on subsided as my brother just smirked, he had knowledge and lust in his eyes as he stripped down, jumped in and soaped up my body then flipped me around to rinse the suds, I was a bit shocked although we routinely had bathed together just a year or so earlier, to save water and hell we were brothers after all. I got out and toweled off he continued cleaning as if this was common place for him, then exited and shut off the water before beginning to towel himself dry. I couldn’t help to notice he had filled out in his first year of University, he was more athletic if that was even possible, after all he was the star Wide receiver for our High School football team just 2 years ago, but he was manlier now, I couldn’t put my finger on it but he had somehow changed while away at school. We both were dry and he threw some underwear and shorts at me, before reaching into his dresser and pulling out a tee shirt and shorts for himself, I noticed he didn’t bother with his usual boxers, he was going commando today, I just chuckled to myself and slipped on my boxer briefs then donned my shorts and white tee shirt. I looked in the mirror and thought how sexy I looked today, and to be able to hang with my middle brother made me stand even taller. Bud was my cheerleader at Graduation, he led the family in whoops and hollers when I took my diploma and he was the loudest in the crowd when my honors and accomplishments were read for all to hear. He also worked hard to get me buzzed at the family celebration that evening even though he paid almost as much attention to Cole and his little brother, Sam who graduated with me, and to my other three newly graduated members of the Madison clan, Paul, Mike, and Chester, who would also be joining us at the campout in just 4 days. I liked Sam, Paul, Mike and Chester, the first three played on my Football squad and Sam and Mike played Baseball with me, Chester was in band and Paul had joined the pep squad in the spring to cheer our team on. We were a happy clan, and most likely to get happier in the times ahead. As the evening wore down Cameron came over to hang with the graduates, joking about how much fun we would be having on the trip to the cabin, then the 8 of us moseyed towards the back of the park and Cameron and Bud each produced a joint lit them up and passed them around, by the time the last of the weed was smoked all of us 18 year olds were pretty buzzed, Cameron, Bud and Cole exchanged glances as they could tell the weed had also the effect of making us very horny “Hey guys we better make it back to the main party before someone misses us” Cameron exclaimed, then we made our way back to the main area of the park. Each of us grads cut a cake and everyone ate some in honor of our achievements, Cole and Bud plied us with a little more beer, to keep our buzz going and as midnight was getting closer the crowd thinned out and we all made our way back to our respective abodes. I had slept with Bud’s bed empty for almost a year, having the room all to myself, but tonight Bud accompanied me to the bed room that we had shared throughout our youth. Bud closed the door and we could hear Cameron next door prepping for bed as well. I was still a little buzzed when Bud put his arms around me “I love you little bro, you can always count on me to be there for you” He lifted my tee shirt over my head and held my arms there trapped in the fabric as he turned me around to face him and planted a hot wet kiss on my lips. He started making out with me and soon had me down to my briefs and socks. I figured he was buzzed as well and just went with it, it feeling so good to have him hold my nearly naked body next to his as he removed his tee shirt and shorts, kicking off his sneakers and somehow removing his socks without breaking our embrace. I was melting in my middle brothers arms and I felt a love that would endure. Bud was strong as he lifted me onto my bed and laid me down, lying beside me we continued to cuddle and kiss, I could not feel any closer to my brother than I was at that moment. We lay there embraced when I realized Bud had gone commando all day and now was pressed up against me with just my briefs separating his naked body from my brief clad one. He was getting aroused as I felt his hard cock pressing into my thigh, but I soon heard his breathing get shallow and he was soon snoring lightly down my neck, I was in heaven as I drifted off to sleep beside him, nestled in his arms.

There was no question I was a slut when I really lost my virginity. But until that night I always got fucked with a condom, no if, ands, or buts about it. I was dancing at a club with friends when I noticed this guy staring at me. He was tall, lean, and blonde. We couldn’t stop staring at each other, and before I knew it he had pulled me from the guy I had been dancing with and we were grinding on each other to the music. Needless to say we ended up back at my place. As soon as he closed the front door we ripped each other’s clothes off, grabbing and sucking as much skin as we could. Ending up on my bed I went crazy when he started fingering my hole. In anticipation I reached into my drawer to grab lube and a condom. “I just need the lube,” he said. That freaked me out. “I only get fucked with a condom,” I said pushing him off. “No glove, no love.” We were both rock hard, so I wasn’t surprised when he took the condom and put it on. He slowly pushed into me, filling me up with what I loved most in the world. Cock. We kissed as he thrust into me, going faster with each pump. Before I realized what was happening he pulled out, flipped me onto my stomach, and rammed back into me. The only thing I loved more than cock was being dominated, so at this point I was in heaven. He kept pulling all the way out and shoving his big dick back in, until suddenly the fuck was just better. I started moaning louder than I ever had before, feeling more sensation than I swore I usually did. Something in me changed then. I became more aggressive, thrusting back, needing to feel his dick rubbing against my hole. We must’ve cum together because we both started howling at the same time. For some reason the inside of my ass felt hot. It was such a turn on! “Thanks for the fuck. Gotta go,” he said pulling out. Before I knew it he was gathering clothes and bolting out my room. I tried following him to the door, wanting to ask if we could hook up again. How could I not after the best fuck of my life? But I got to the living room in time to see the front door slam shut. Sad I’d never get to feel that dick in me again I rubbed my sore ass trying to soothe it. That’s when I felt something wet against my crack. I dug in, trying to figure out what it was when it dawned on me. Taking a look at my finger my biggest fear was confirmed. The jerk had cum in my ass! To say I was pissed off would be an understatement. I noticed the used condom on the floor, and it was empty. I looked at my finger slick with cum when an odd thought came to me. I wanted to lick it. So I did, and I couldn’t believe how good it tasted. I dug my finger into my ass again, feeling just how squishy it really was. Pulling it out I knew I was being dumb, but for some reason I couldn’t help myself. I needed to taste my stealther’s cum leaking out of my ass! After a minute of dipping and licking, I realized exactly what I was doing. Horrified I ran to the shower and scrubbed myself all over, taking extra care to clean my ass. The next day I started taking PrEP to try to mitigate the risk of getting HIV. For a week I was a mess until I got tested, racked with guilt and terror. Terror that I had savored eating cum from a stranger out of my ass and terror that I had been infected with an STD. My tests came back clean, but I knew it would be months until I really knew if I was still NEG. I stayed celibate for a few weeks trying to be extra cautious. But with how much I loved sex I couldn’t resisted a good fucking for too long, so I was extra careful to make sure all my partners were clean and played safe. Unfortunately something was lacking. The first few times I just couldn’t cum. The friction I had always enjoyed while my ass was getting plowed just wasn’t enough anymore. By my fifth hook up I tried something I had been reluctant to do but was sure would work. I imagined myself getting bred, and sure enough I came buckets. After that encounter I was freaked again because I admitted something to myself I hadn’t wanted to. Being fucked raw was soooo much better than being fucked with a condom. It was no contest. But it was also dangerous. I went online looking up the dangers of fucking without condoms to remind myself why I had to forget about the best fuck of my life. That led to me finding the site that would change my worldview forever. Breeding Zone. At first I couldn’t believe what I was reading. People got off on chasing HIV? How could people actually want to be POZ? And stealthing. That was just fucked up. I knew from experience people did that and I was pissed people found it hot. I wasn’t amused when I noticed my own dick was hard reading stories about it. Before long I was obsessed. This whole time I kept hooking up, still vigilant about condoms. But every time I read posts or stories from Breeding Zone, the more frustrated I became. I did not want to use condoms anymore. They sucked. All they did was keep me from feeling the euphoria I had felt when I was stealthed. One day I just couldn’t take it anymore. So I did something I thought I’d never do. I made a profile on a site all about bareback hook-ups, BBRT. I was nervous making my profile. Taking a picture of my exposed ass was awkward, but also the most erotic thing I had ever done. My profile said: New to bareback. Trying to see if I really want it. It wasn’t long before I got responses. Some of the guys were really hot! Unfortunately they were also POZ. I still wasn’t ready to risk getting HIV, so I only responded to guys who were NEG. That first time was like an awakening. I went over to his place, still not sure about what I was doing. I brought condoms over, both out of habit but also hoping that maybe I could talk him into using one. When I got there I couldn’t believe how ripped he was. As soon as we were naked I was worshipping every inch of him, paying extra attention to his dripping dick. I started having doubts about the encounter when he put me against a counter so my ass was facing him. Then he rimmed me, dipping a finger in from time to time opening my hole up, making me forget the hesitation that had been building. But when he pressed his dick to my pulsing hole the need to tell him to stop, put on a condom, came over me. Then he pushed in, and I was officially a bareback bitch. He fucked me hard, making me moan louder than I had since the night I was introduced to the joys of getting bred. “Yea! Come on, harder!” I shouted. “Bred my ass!” “Yea bitch! I’m gonna fill your fucking cunt full of jizz! You want that? Don’t you faggot?” No one had ever spoken to me like that during sex, and to my surprise I loved it. “Hell yea! Cum in my ass!” I couldn’t believe I was begging for his load. Only months before I had been all about safe sex, and here I was screaming for him to breed me. I swore to myself I would never ask for a condom again. I was now a condom free zone, and I couldn’t have been happier. He filled me three times that night, and the next night I was getting loaded by another guy. I changed my profile to make what I wanted clear: My hole is meant to be loaded! Fill me with cum. NEG only. After a few weeks I realized something. I had become twice the slut I was before. While I had been fucked two, maybe three times a week before, I was now getting bred at least four or five nights a week. It wasn’t long before I’d hook up with several guys a night. One thing I was still careful about though was making sure the guys I hooked up with were NEG. Of course with how many hot POZ guys there were on BBRT, the temptation to break my rule was ever present. One night a guy messaged me who had the most beautiful body and dick I had ever seen. I knew I needed to have him fuck me, but before I could tell him to come over I noticed something. He was POZ. True, he was undetectable, but he was still POZ. I started messaging him back, telling him we wouldn’t be able to meet, when I remembered something I had read on Breeding Zone. Guys who were undetectable weren’t nearly as contagious as guys with high viral loads. The truth was guys who claimed to be NEG could be riskier cause if they didn’t realize they were infected their viral loads could be really high. That thought played through my mind as I debated over what my answer should be. Finally I decided. Fuck it. He was worth the risk. So that night I had my first POZ load. Once again I changed my profile: Breed me! There’s nothing I love more than sucking on a hot dick before its shoved up my ass to fill me with hot jizz! NEG preferred. Undetectable guys cool too. With the pool of guys open to me wider, I was soon getting fucked everyday. I started trying new things too. I was hooking up with one guy when he had to stop for a minute to take a piss. I said it without thinking. “Wanna piss in my mouth?” I blushed harder than I ever had before. I was about to say never mind when he grabbed my head, shoved his dick in my mouth and let loose. Gulping his piss down I thought it would never end, and it wasn’t long before I hoped it never did. Not long after discovering a love for piss I discovered another favorite pastime. Glory hole breeding. I had gone to a sex shop looking for some new toys when I realized there were video booths in the back. Curious I tried one out, turned on by the fact that I was watching porn and jacking off in what was essentially a public place. Soon I noticed a hole. Looking at it I wondered what it was for when a huge dick pushed through. I couldn’t believe it. I had found a glory hole! The need to go down on my knees and suck that dick was overwhelming. But I knew better than to hook up with someone whose face I hadn’t even seen. At least I thought I did until I found myself bobbing up and down on it, getting off on the fact that it was the most anonymous sex I had ever had. I whined when the guy pulled away, his dick going back to the other side. I started to get up to leave when I heard him. “Turn around. I want to fuck you.” At first I was alarmed. What kind of guy did he think I was? But my pants were already down and I was horny. For a moment I hesitated. I didn’t even know what this guy’s status was. With how much dick I was getting some were bound to be POZ with high viral loads just accounting for liars, but this was random sex on a whole different level. Bending down to pull up my pants I froze when he stuck his dick through again. That did it. Quickly I stepped out of my pants, turned around, grabbed his lubed up dick and pressed it to my now always lubed hole. Pushing onto him I felt like the biggest slut in the world. I loved it! Matching each thrust I focused on the feeling of his raw dick, basking in the euphoria it always gave me. When he came I came harder than I had ever done so before. It occurred to me my orgasms become stronger each time I did something more taboo. That realization was the nail in the coffin for my transition. Within a week I started to frequent bathhouses, getting as many loads as I could. I put out notices on BBRT and Craig’s List to make sure I’d get as much anonymous dick as possible. Between work and breeding sessions I barely slept. Status no longer became a concern of mine. All that mattered was that a guy had a dick and bred my hole. My BBRT profile now read: I take all cummers! No load refused! Bred me! Piss in me! Share me with your friends and strangers!!!!! Like I said status no longer mattered to me. Before long though POZ guys started to become an obession. One reason was because despite my year of high risk fucking I was still NEG. All the sluttiest guys I had come to know and hang out with were all POZ. I wondered how come I wasn’t too. Whenever I’d meet another NEG slut I’d be amazed I had found someone else like me. Then he’d convert. One night a hot, regular fuck buddy who was also POZ was ramming me deep when he became verbal. “You like that POZ dick, don’t ya you NEG bitch!” I had encountered POZ talk from time to time, but usually it did nothing for me. That night was different. “Fuck yea! POZ me up! Gimme dirty seed. I want to have your POZ babies!!!!” Once again I came harder than I ever had before. POZ talk became a huge turn on for me, and before I knew it I was getting fucked exclusively by POZ guys. The idea of converting was so hot it was all I started to think about. I started begging guys to POZ me, and without realizing it, I had become a chaser. One night I even went to the baths, paid for a room and put a notice on a board saying : NEG Cumdump. All loads welcome but POZ preferred. Help a chaser reach his dreams! My profile on BBRT changed again too, letting the world know exactly what I needed and wanted: Cumdump for POZ loads. NEG whore looking to convert. Bred me with toxic jizz, blindfold me, and let strangers use my hole! Just make sure they’re POZ and with HIGH VIRAL LOADS! I consider my POZ birthday to be the day I was video tapped in a gangbang with all POZ tops. I was in a sling with a mirror above me. I had requested it so I could see every second of my pozzing before I got to watch it on tape. I also wanted to stare at the message I had written on my chest in permanent marker that I planned to have tattooed: POZ PUBLIC CUMDUMP. At least twenty POZ tops were there, each brushing my hole with a toothbrush before they fucked me hard, leaving me their dirty deposit. Throughout the gangbang I thought about my decent and how far I had come. Once I was a normal guy, horny guy, who always practiced safe sex. Now I letting a group of POZ men, most of whom I had never met before being placed in the sling, abuse and rape my hole. As load after load of POZ jizz filled and overflowed out of me, I could only thing of one thing. I was home.

My name is Lee, I’m 36, 5’10”, average build, and I’m told I’m very handsome. I have been a prude sexually most of my life. I was a church kid growing up, then joined the military at 18. I didn’t lose my virginity until my early 20's, being too afraid to get caught under DADT. Even after I started having sex I didn’t sleep around, only having sex with men that I was dating. That being said, despite my prudish past I’d always hated condoms. To me it killed the mood when you had to stop to put a condom on, and I hated the lack of closeness condoms injected into sex. I finally had my first hookup at the age of 26 when I moved across the country to a new city, but the guy developed feelings for me and I swore them off off for years after that. Things were much the same when I met my only true long term boyfriend, Kyle. I knew Kyle from Recon, a site I’m sure many of you are familiar with. We’d chatted off and on for over a year, but he was friends with the guy I’d hooked up with, so I avoided meeting him in person even though we shared a lot of the same fetish interests. He finally asked me out and I relented, and just like so many others I made Kyle wait a long time before we had sex. But sex with Kyle was different. Unlike every other guy I’d been with, he never asked for a condom and I never asked him to put one on. From the first time he fucked me and filled me with his cum I knew I would never go back to condoms. During Kyle and I’s almost 4-year relationship we both remained active in the fetish community, attending events like MAL and IML, maintaining profiles on Recon, and having playtime with other kinky guys (almost always unprotected). Kyle introduced me to his fetishes, which included fisting, and he started stretching my hole to try to fist me. During this time, I met a guy named Ryan on Recon, and he introduced me to the site that would change my life for good: Breeding Zone. At first I only read the General Bareback section, and the stories were enough to get me off. However, I always saw the Bug Chasing and Chem Sex sections staring back at me, though I couldn’t bring myself to read them. Things changed once Ryan sent me a link to a story on Breeding Zone in the Gift Giving section, despite my misgivings on the topic I read the story and I was more turned on than I had been in years. I was hooked. At first I read the Gift Giving stories, but I eventually graduated to the Chem Sex stories which turned me on even more. I had introducted Kyle to Breeding Zone as well, and he knew I was turned on by these stories, but we ended our relationship before we could explore them. After my breakup with Kyle I wasn’t feeling as prudish, but I knew deep down that I had turned into a bug chaser, so I avoided sex for quite a while. Finally, I knew that wasn’t a long term solution, and PrEP was becoming more widely available, so I went to my doctor and got a prescription. I took it dutifully for over 2 years, but deep down I knew I still hungered for a poz guy to own my hole. Separately, I had also been trying to take a fist since I was with Kyle, and since poppers weren’t enough for me to open up, I was convinced I was going to need chemical assistance to take my first fist. Enter Pup, a very sexy, poz, mid-30’s friend of mine. Pup and I started chatting on Scruff right around the same time I began taking PrEP, when I was finally more comfortable chatting with poz guys. Pup was partnered at the time and undetectable, which made me feel safe even though it was just chat, and we developed a good long distance friendship (he lives in a southern state almost 1,000 miles away from me). Last year he told me that he and his partner had split, but the more interesting thing to me was that Pup was into fisting, and he informed me that he had gotten into PNP. I told him about my frustration with not being able to take a fist, and he assured me that PNP would allow my hole to open up once and for all. However, he also informed me that if I played with him he only slammed. Regardless of this fact I knew I had to try it. He also made sure that I knew he was positive, and there was still a small possibility that I could be infected if we played. I assured him I was aware of the risks and I was fine with them. Pup and I chatted for months about meeting, and we finally agreed in January of this year on a date: Easter weekend. I was nervous but I knew that I needed to meet him. I genuinely liked the guy and he was going to help me fulfill my fisting desires. I made sure I was clear with him ahead of time that I only was going to PNP to get fisted, and he agreed. Other than that we didn’t discuss too many particulars of what our weekend together would entail. I got on a plane after work on the Thursday before Easter and flew to his city, and took an Uber to his apartment. He had a friend of his let me into the apartment, and he gave me some instructions to prepare for the weekend. I followed his instructions, but once he got home I think he could tell I was nervous, so we agreed to hold off on PNP until the next day so we could get to know each other better. We went to a sex toy store and picked up some supplies, and then he fucked me before we passed out for the night. The next day we had a short conversation about limits. “How do you feel about having other guys join us? I have another guy that wants to fuck you.”, he told me. “I don’t know if I’m comfortable with that just yet. It’s a fantasy of mine, but I’m really just here to take my first fist.”, I replied. “How about we play it by ear?”, he asked. “That works for me.” “What are you most concerned about with slamming, boy?” “I just want to make sure I get sleep, and that I take my PrEP.” “I’ll make sure you get sleep, boy, but your PrEP is your responsibility”, he responded, quickly ending the exchange. After that he told me it was time to slam, and he explained the entire process of what was happening as he fixed our slams. “Get your phone out, boy. You’re going to want this on video.” “Are you sure? I’m not sure I want this on my phone.” “Trust me, in a few minutes you won’t care, and you’re going to want to watch this later.” Though I was hesitant I agreed to record it. I was so nervous I was already tingling all over as he tied the tourniquet around my arm and prepared to insert the needle. “This is just a small slam, .20.”, he explained as he showed me his own slam for comparison, which contained over twice as much. “Get the camera ready, boy.” I started recording. I saw the register, the red tinged liquid disappeared, and he snapped the tourniquet off of my arm. What followed was unlike anything I’d experienced in my life up until that moment. Most people on here describe a warm feeling after a slam, for me it felt opposite. It felt like a chill was spreading throughout my body (but in the best possible way) and Pup took my phone from me to film my reaction. I was euphoric beyond my own comprehension, and had trouble even forming words for a few minutes. Suddenly my inhibitions had melted away. Pup started questioning me. “What do you want, boy?” “I want to take my first fist”, I answered. Pup shut off my phone and kept asking me questions. “You want me to invite some other guys to try out your hole, boy?” “You can invite anyone you want, Sir.” “You haven’t earned the right to call me Sir, call me Pup.”, he growled. I stammered an apology, and he asked a few more questions that are kind of fuzzy to me now. But then he asked a question I didn’t expect, and that I’ll never forget, “You’re a bugchaser, aren’t you, boy? You want to get pozzed this weekend?” To be continued…

*This is mostly fantasy with a little reality thrown in* ---------------------------------------------------------------- Part 1(?) It was Friday night and the beginning of a three day weekend, so what better way to celebrate than to get a little twisted at my favorite bathhouse? I arrived around 9:30PM, even though the parking lot wasn't full yet and paid my entrance (thankfully my bag wasn't checked) and walked straight to my room. Nice, I had gotten lucky and was assigned a deluxe room with a queen-sized bed. After stripping down I opened my bag and pulled out my supplies. A pipe, two lighters and the bag of stuff that would make this night. I also had remembered to bring my blindfold so that any tops with hesitations wouldn't feel shy. The porn playing on my TV was one of the few bareback flicks they had in rotation, a hot number with four smooth Marine boys. I immediately got to packing my pipe and, staring intently at the screen, flicked my lighter on and held it under the fresh bowl. As the white smoke started to swirl around and intensify I took a deep breath. Blub blub blub, went the water in the pipe and immediately the chambers turned bright white as I tasted the slightly unpleasant first taste of the tina. After my lungs could not hold anymore I set the pipe down and instinctively grabbed my cock as I exhaled a huge cloud over the hot boys on TV. "Beautiful," I muttered under my breath, as the thought of these muscle men passing around a pipe and getting spun took hold of my mind. I was rock hard within seconds and took another large hit. After a few minutes I decided to dim the lights and crack open the door to get a feel for the crowd that was present thus far. A couple guys walked by but didn't stop after making eye contact... which is why my preferred position is face down, ass up. I closed the door and took a couple more hits, which was starting to make my freshly cleaned hole twitch for some action. Leaving the pipe slightly visible in the shadows (I get turned on at the thought of getting walked in on while smoking,) I donned my blindfold and settled in diagonally on the bed, facing the wide open door. As expected, within five minutes I felt the familiar sensation of a hand on my leg running up to my ass. My excitement was piqued and I wiggled my butt a little to let this stranger know he was welcome in my ass. "Fuck yea, that's a sweet hole," a deep voice growled. I reached around to feel a heavy, thick cock of about eight inches. I couldn't help myself and turned my body to wrap my lips around his tool as he started to finger my hole. "Mmmmmhmmmmmmm" was all I could muster with my mouth full. "Oh fuck, you're partied up, aren't you boy?" the voice asked and I knew he had seen my pipe sticking out from the wadded up towel by my bed. "Uh huh," I said eagerly. "I love breeding party sluts like you, take a couple hits while I fuck you." This was exactly what I had been hoping for and I wasted no time in lowering my blindfold to grab my pipe. I could see my anonymous fucker now as well. He was a tall middle aged Latino man, with the hint of a six pack and a beefy belly, just how I like them. "That's right," he nodded, "Blow those clouds in the mirror while you watch me fuck your party hole." He slipped his unusually thick meat in my hole as I let out a gasp; his cock was narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, stretching me open as he bottomed out in me. I took a hit and let out another white cloud as he smiled approvingly at me and started to pump my ass. "Fuckin' hot, boy. You love my cock in there, huh?" as I moaned in repsonse.. "Fuck yeah, dump your load in that party hole!" I pleaded with him as he quickened his pace and took another hit for his viewing enjoyment. "Yeah" he growled with his eyes closed, signaling he was close. "Cumdump party boy, fucking lookin' for loads and tina huh?" "Fuck yeah, fuck yeah!" I moaned even louder as this is the type of degrading dirty talk that gets my cock hard no matter what I might be on. "I'm gonna fuckin' unload in you boy," he said quickly as he started thrusting like crazy. "Fuck yea, I'm gonna make that hole mine! Uh! Uh! Uhhhhhhhhhh, arrrgh!" he yelled as he slammed into my hole, his cock throbbing with the volleys of his seed shooting in me. "Mmm, fuck yea" I panted as he pulled out and got ready to leave. I just laid there as I was, with a run of cum dripping down my hole and sac for any other guy to see. "Leave the door open." "I got a couple friends coming tonight," he said as he turned to walk out. "They like to blow clouds and love whoring out little chemsluts like you." "You let them know where I am, I'll be here all night."

You might say queer ran in my family. I know they say there is a gene and all and that it is recessive in most people, that is why the Kinsey report only states 10% are gay and 10 percent are straight and the rest fall somewhere in the middle. Well my family fell in the middle at the gay end. Isn’t life bliss when social norms are hidden away? Now, we didn’t go around advertising we were queer. To the outside observer we would look like a wholesome middle class family, but enter our inner circle and our deep dark secret would be evident. Growing up, I admired the bond that my dad and grandfather and uncles seemed to share. My mother seemed to have the same kind of bond with my grandmother - both were feisty, in natgure almost butch. We shared a lot of good times. I was the youngest of three sons and had several cousins, most of whom were boys, similar to me as we were rough and tumble - jocks and farm boys. Growing up in a rural town in the Midwest with most of my family nearby, I got to see a lot of my family and the influence it had on our town. As I grew older the admiration for my families bonds grew stronger, and as my brothers and cousins reached maturity I noticed that they too began to share in the bonds between the adult family members, as they went off to college and would return with girlfriends and wives, the sexes would divide several times of year to form bonding circles. I didn’t really know what was going on until I was about 15 and my middle brother was all excited to go on the adult father son fishing trip which I would be invited to the summer after my 18th birthday. With Bud having turned 18 just weeks before school got out, he was all a flutter and told me that grandpa and dad and Cameron, my eldest brother were ready to make him a real family man, along with my uncles and any male cousins that had turned 18 that spring. This was the camping/fishing trip that would declare my brother and our newly adult cousins, part of the male bonding brotherhood of Madison clan. Evidently my brother was not disappointed as he returned with a smile on his face, a lift to his step, as he returned back to the family business in the mailroom, the same mailroom we both had worked when we each turned 14. Bud having worked there two and a half years longer was theoretically my supervisor, but he was my big brother and best friend first so we got along and hardly ever fought. Bud though would be moving up soon and I would become mailroom chief as one of my younger cousins was introduced to the mailroom when he turned 14 in a month or so. When Bud moved up onto the sales floor, Hamilton came into the mailroom. It was my responsibility to train him in the ins and outs of the lowest rung on our family corporate ladder. I really liked Hamilton even though he was a year younger than me. He was really cute and athletic, which made working around him hard at times because he distracted me. But we endured and before we knew it my 18th birthday was approaching. I knew the make out sessions with Hamilton would soon be at an end. I really enjoyed sneaking off to a corner and kissing my cousin, but another two cousins, Jack and Kris, had already joined us in the mail sorting endeavor. Jack and Kris were just as cute and farm boy cute, and I knew they were just as sexy as Hamilton since we all showered together at school after practice, football in the fall and baseball in the spring. I was doing my homework, when a knock on my door occurred, my back to the door I did not see who had tapped on my door but an envelope had been slid under my door. I picked it up and it read “Happy 18th birthday, Thom. You are now able to attend the Madison Men’s Camping / Fishing Experience. Be ready on June 5th, 6:30 AM. The boat waits for no one." I was excited and thrilled it was finally my time to bond with my male family members and find out what all the hoopla was about.

Can't wait till I can change my vote FROM neg to.....

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I was setting up my tent at a nude gay campground in NH when a biker drove up the road. He had to stop for someone backing a trailer into another site. I wasn't quite nude yet, but was just in some skimpy bikini briefs. He was in full biker gear and had quite the ride, an Indian. We eyed each other as he waited for the driveway to clear. I knew I had scored and wondered how we would end up meeting. I figured it would happen later in the evening. I finished setting up, undressed and grabbed a towel and rushed up to the pool to enjoy some sun and a dip in the saltwater pool. I promptly laid down on one of the many loungers and closed my eyes to relax and enjoy the warmth of a rare hot late summer day while listening to the music over the outdoor speakers. I wasn't there long when I heard a voice asking if I minded that he use the lounger next to me. I opened my eyes and replied, that he was welcome to it. It was the biker of course and we began to make some small talk and ended up getting along quite well. He was older and fit as I am and had quite a nice cock. He had rented a trailer there for a few nights and after we took a dip in the pool he invited me over to it. I went to my site to grab a few things and walked on over to his place. He gave me a tour of the trailer and of course we wound up at the bedroom. It was a fifth wheel trailer so the bedroom was up a few steps. He was on the upper step and I found myself at mouth to nipple level with him. I wasn't going to waste anytime with this hunk, I immediately began licking and sucking his nipples. Needless to say we wound up in the bed exploring one another. With a hunk like him I tend to be a bottom so my legs were soon pointing to the ceiling and along with some spit for lube his raw cock was plunging my firm ass. His cock fit my hole perfectly and he was a good lover. He soon became quite excited and I thought he was going to cum right then and there but he stopped. He asked me where I wanted it and assured me he was "clean." I'm thinking I know that line but didn't care either way and told him to cum in me. He hammered away not too hard but just right and eventually flooded my ass with his biker juice. I spent the night with him and most of the next day. I ended up taking two more of his loads. During one session I urged him on, "Give it to me," and "Breed me." He wasn't as verbally abusive as I would have liked but I'm sure he didn't want to risk scaring me away either. Not that I would have been. Just before he shot his load he got a determined look in his eye while thrusting harder and harder and said, "Your getting it," "Take it." So I'm not sure if I got stealthed or not. We exchanged numbers but he lives several hours away so not sure if we'll meet again.

Dad’s Basement Part Thirty Five As we walked in silence to the set, I couldn’t help but think about the basement, wanting to be in it right now, playing with the other members and Dad. The first meeting of Dax at the house was so misleading, instead of being decent, he was a complete ass hole. Dad’s head was looking down as he walked, I could see the guilt now on his face. I reached over and put my hand on his back, a silent gesture of assurance that it was okay. He half faked a smile back at me. We arrived at the set, which looked like a typical teenager’s room. There were other men, naked, standing around waiting, not on us but on Dax. “Okay fuckers we had a change of plans.” Dax’s loud voice said from behind us. I could see the expressions on the men’s faces as if they were annoyed by this news. “Instead of a porn shoot, this is going out live on our site” he said, “And wipe the fucking attitudes off your faces” I didn’t wait for any instructions, I stripped off all my clothes and went on set and got onto the bed. I looked out at the men, the cameramen were slowly getting hard seeing my naked body. “Okay Daddy,” Dax said with a smart ass tone, “Get in there and rape that ass” Dad quickly stripped off his clothes, I stared at his hairy, muscular body still in awe of how hot Dad was. His cock was slowly getting hard. “I want you to get in there, pin him down and ram your big cock up his ass” Dax said slapping Dad’s ass. “Oh and make it hurt, for real” Dax said, “OR ELSE” Camera’s were up and I could see myself in monitors, as well as on their website. The count of how many were watching was quickly climbing. Dad moved in and jumped on the bed. He grabbed my arms and twisted me around, then slammed me face down on the bed. My eyes widened. I had never seen him like this. He had a look of hatred on his face and rage in his eyes. 
HIs legs pinned my legs together and held them there. He slammed his body down on my back, knocking the wind out of me. As I tried to catch my breath, he twisted my head to the camera. His hand gripped the back of my neck hard as his other hand lined up his hard cock with my hole. Without saying a word, Dad rammed his cock deep into my hole, fast and hard. I screamed as he pulled out and slammed back into me. “Excellent” Dax said as he watched. The camera men were moving about getting the fucking from different angles, as the site manager worked to get the three camera views up for all those watching to see. Dad had dropped his head behind mine as his hips pumped his cock in and out of my hole. Using his feet he pushed my legs open wide, spreading his with mine. I felt someone get between our legs and knew right away that it was a camera man getting a good close up of my hole stuffed with Dad’s hard cock. “I’m sorry” Dad softly whispered in my ear. The pain was gone and I was enjoying the fuck from Dad, it was a new side of him, I liked it. My cock was hard between me and the mattress, which was squeaking from Dad’s thrusts. I tightened up my face, as if I was in pain. Shit I was going to give Dax and his perverts a good show. Dad grabbed my hair with his fist and pulled my head up some. He released my neck and slid his forearm around my neck, pulling in tight. I could feel him choking me a bit, not cutting off my air supply, but just showing me he was in control. I fought the urge to push my ass up to meet his cock as he fucked my hole. I was sure that Dax wanted this to be as realistic as possible. I cried out in pain a few times, instead of moaning in pleasure. The slapping sound of Dad’s hips hitting my ass, echoed through the warehouse. His cock was rock hard slamming into me, harder and harder. I rolled my eyes up as if he was choking me out, thinking about Garrett, Coach and everyone else at home watching this live, stroking their cocks. “Your faggot ass is going to get filled with AIDS” Dad screamed at me. “No” I said crying a bit. I started to think about the saddest thing I could and the tears began to flow. “That’s it faggot, cry! Your life is over” He pushed my face down into the mattress as if he was trying to suffocate me. He pulled me back up moment later, I gasp for breath and was soon face down in the mattress again. I could smell the piss and sweat in the fabric. He pulled up and again I gasp for breath, as convincingly as possible. Dad cock continued to assault my hole, slamming in and out of it. I really started to panic when I could feel something run down my balls. I knew I didn’t have any cum inside me, not for two weeks and Dad didn’t use any lube or spit as he entered my hole. It was dry. I really started to panic as I thought about blood running down my balls. Dad sensed this and put his mouth down by my ear, whispering: “Relax baby, Daddy will take care of you” I don’t know how the mics or Dax didn’t pick up his whispering but no one reacted. “Hope you are ready for death” Dad said. He slammed his cock deep into me and held me tight. I could feel his cock shoot deep inside me. Dad was grunting, cussing and breathing heavy. He released me head and hair as he pushed himself up, putting his hands on my shoulder blades. He had me pinned this was for a moment and then started to pull out. “Get a close up on his cock, especially if it’s bloody” Dax ordered. Dad’s cock popped out of my hole. He gripped it by the base and held it tight as two camera men zoomed in for a close up of his cock. Cum hung from the piss slit. His cock head and shaft was smeared with a little blood. The other camera man zoomed in on my hole. It was red from the pounding and a small amount of blood. Cum was leaking out. I watched the whole thing play out in the monitors until they went black. Show was over. “It was good, but it could have been better” Dax said. I just laid on the bed as Dad stood at my feet. “Fuck cleaning up, get dressed and get out” Dax said, “I will let you know when you need to be here again” I jumped from the bed, pain shot from my hole. I didn’t want to give Dax the satisfaction of seeing me in pain. I quickly redressed and started for the door. The cool night air felt good as I stepped out. I had no idea where Dad was, I didn’t wait for him. I was leaning against the passenger side door as Dad exited the warehouse and made his way to the truck. The horn blew twice as he unlocked the door and I went in. Dad got in and started up his truck. “I’m sorry” was the only thing said as we drove home. I went straight to my room and shut the door. There was a soft knock on the door, followed by Dad saying: “I’m so sorry son” I laid down on my bed, plotting. I was going to get Dax, one way or another.

I awoke early Saturday morning, even though it was past midnight when I fell asleep nestled in Bud’s arms, playing little spoon to my brothers big spoon. I rolled over just enough to see the clock “5:45”. Granted I had just had one of my more erotic of dreams where Hamilton and I were naked together making out and caressing each other’s bodies as Bud and Cameron cheered us on. I awoke as the Nocturnal Ejaculation subsided, having shot a huge load into my briefs, Bud’s hard cock rubbing on my covered ass cheeks, evidently he too had a nocturnal ejaculation as the seat of my briefs was wet and sticky as well. It somehow felt good to have Bud’s cock rubbing on my ass, I wasn’t sure why but it just did. I slowly disengaged myself from Bud’s embrace and stripped off my cummy underwear I held them to my face and inhaled their masculine scent, making my cock rise again, I stuffed them under my pillow, wrapped a towel around my waist and crossed the hall to the bathroom. After taking a piss I returned to our room, I slid naked next to my brother and wiggled my ass against his semi hard cock, it just seemed right. I fell back to sleep, waking up almost three hours later to find Bud had found his way back to his bed and was snoozing under a light blanket. I threw back the covers revealing my hard cock as I swung my legs over the edge of the bed, Bud watching my every move, I could see him lick his lips as I stood up, reaching into my chest of drawers I pulled on a pair of Bud’s boxers, my cock tenting out the front then turning my back on Bud I reached down and grabbed my shorts, seductively bending over to reveal my ass encased in Buds boxers as I pulled the shorts on, teasing my big bro. I pulled on a tee shirt and tossed Bud his shorts and a clean white tee “Mom will have breakfast on the table soon, I can smell the bacon” He chuckled and flung the blanket off himself revealing his hard on “see what you do to me little bro, you sexy little fucker” His cock was bouncing as he attempted to put his shorts on, now I never thought of Bud as one who might be interested in guys but Fuck I was and why not Bud as well. I left the bedroom door open and headed down stairs, to the kitchen where dad and Cameron were already digging into the pancakes stacked before them, I grabbed a plate and stacked a couple on my plate along with a scoop of eggs and a couple of sausages, bacon really wasn’t my thing. Bud walked in about 2 minutes later, grabbed himself some grub and sat down next to me at the table, nobody the wiser what we shared last night and this morning. After breakfast I went up to take a shower only to have Cameron and Bud Join me in the stall their bodies rubbing against mine as we all three attempted to soap and rinse off, I noticed Cameron was chubbed up just like Bud and me, I began wondering if my eldest brother got off on guys as well. I got dressed and headed over to the office, I had some sorting out to do in the mailroom, Hamilton was already there as well as Rick his little brother and Hector as well. I went through my sorting routine and then cornered hector in the back corner “So you like making out with your cousin eh, would you like me too?” “Oh Thom, I’ve had a crush on you since I started” I planted a kiss on his lips and then slipped a tongue between them, it was fun teasing my little cousin, I slapped him on his ass and told him to get back to work, and after all I had to keep some semblance of decorum didn’t I? The rest of the day I teased Hamilton and Hector with sideways glances and innuendo then sent them home frustrated and horny. Sunday was a family day and we all enjoyed a picnic lunch out in the park , a game of touch football, and a friendly softball game pitting the various groups of Blue Madison’s against the Gold Madison’s, a formulation devised by my Great-great grandfather to make up sports teams without the usual picking system of team captains picking from a line up, instead the blues would be comprised of the Senior member of the clan and the 2nd and 4th born or even birth in each family group be it male or female who wanted to play, The Golds would consist of the Junior most member of the clan and the 1st and 3rd born or any uneven birth. I being a 3rd child got to play on the Golds along with Cameron, whereas Bud played for the Blues. Now the captain of the blues hardly changed unless they retired or handed down their title the Captain of the Golds changed each year after the camping trip, since the youngest member of the Clan would become the junior clan leader thus giving a fluidity to the clan’s hierarchy. I having been born just a few weeks prior to the Camping trip and the Clans annual meeting of the families would most likely be named Junior Clansmen. Another thing to excite me, Bud and Cameron stuck close by me during the picnic and we had a great time, eating so much that upon dinner time we were only just snacking, at around 7 Cameron asked if I would like to go running with Bud and him, I readily agreed and ran up to put on my running shorts, I stripped out of the shorts I had been wearing all day and removed my underwear as well expecting to don my jock to keep my junk from flopping I suddenly realized I had put my jock in the wash on the last day of classes and didn’t want to put on clothes just to run down to the laundry, I reached in Bud’s drawer and pulled out his jock, raising it to my nose I inhaled my brothers scent, it was a mixture of ball sweat, urine, and I detected cum. It made me hard I reached under my pillow and retrieved the briefs with my and Buds cum dried on them and inhaled in that scent as well making me even harder, I was becoming a pervert as I stuffed the briefs back under my pillow, and put on Bud’s Jock strap then my running shorts, the jock was so stretched out and my cock was so hard it did little to contain my semi hard snake but fuck, I was just going running with my brothers. I made it down stairs without running across my mom or dad and joined Bud and Cameron out on the porch, lucky for me some of my excitement had subsided and my cock was beginning to be contained by the jock. We started out slow and steady running down the street and into the park along the paths set up for running and jogging as well as biking. We were about a mile ingot the jog when Cameron pulled onto a less used Jogging trail and headed up a small hill, Bud and I just followed. Upon cresting the hill and just beyond so the park was obstructed from view Cameron pulled off into a clearing and sat on the picnic tables which conveniently had been placed here, I guess for secluded romantic picnics. He sat on the bench glistening with sweat and pulled out a doobie and lit it Bud, took it from him and took a drag, then passed it to me to Tooke on, I took a hit and passed it back to my eldest brother who took a hit then reached over and grabbed my head, put his lips to mine and exhaled the smoke into my lungs, shotgunning the hit into me. But as I exhaled back through my nose he continued to kiss me placing his one hand behind my head and the other caressed my chest. I was all hot and sweaty as well and although the kiss was hot and sweet, the fondling of my torso was a bit abrasive and I soon pulled away. I looked at my older brother and smiled “Sorry I liked the kiss, but my tank top sticks to my torso when it gets damp and sweaty and not that all comfortable when pressed into my skin” Cameron smiled back “well then take it off let’s see how well little Thom has developed” I pulled my top over my head and tucked it into my shorts, actually into the waist band of the jock as my shorts had sunk down revealing the elastic band and the top crevasse of my ass, Bud standing behind me noticed and quietly catcalled as Cameron again took me into his embrace and kissed me again “Fuck, weed gets me so horny” Cameron was excited and conflicted as anyone could come running by at any moments and we were out in the open, he ran his hands over my sweaty chest, almost leaning in to lick the droplets from my skin, then pulling back “Just two more days little bro, just two more days and we can start having fun together” Cameron got up from the picnic table and began to jog in place taunting Bud and I, before turning and running down the trail even further into the woods, Bud and I ran after him catching up almost a football field’s length away. We continued or jog as the path circled back around into the park, I reached home first with Cameron and Bud close behind, I raced up the stairs and into my room, Bud followed suit and I could hear him and Cameron on the stairs bouncing off of each other just like they did as kids, what seemed like so long ago but in actuality was just a few short years before. After all Bud was just 21 and Cameron was just 22 each in a different college. They had not really seen each other since Christmas and the men’s gathering would give them a chance to reconnect as well. I grabbed the top from the waist band of the jock and threw it in the hamper, I was removing the running shorts when Bud came into the room, walked up to me and snapped the band on the jock “So you’re not just borrowing my boxers you’re pilfering my used jocks as well, you little pervert” He had caught me but he was smiling this shit eating grin, which told me he was fine with me being a bit kinky and borrowing his clothes even the more intimate ones. I let him remove the jock from my body as my cock popped out and struck him in the arm, he wrapped a hand around my hardening cock and said “two days little brother and we can have some fun, but for now you have to wait” he dropped my cock and wrapped a towel around my waist pushing me towards the bathroom. Our house was modest but it also said we were pillars of the community, it was large enough at four bedrooms to afford Cameron, being the oldest his own single (Smaller) room with Bud and I sharing a good size room which accommodated two single size beds two dressers a chest of drawers and two desk with ample room in the middle to wrestle if we wanted, which we did as kids a lot, I missed those days a bit. My parents had a large master suite at the other side of the house and our bedroom shared a large bathroom that had a tub separate from the large shower. Dad had the bathroom remodeled when we were kids taking space from the fourth bedroom, which mom made into the craft room, during the remodel he realized that all his boys were jocks and not really ashamed of their bodies, as we always bathed together so he installed a shower which would accommodate multiple persons. It had two shower heads and room for four guys to stand at a time if needed. I entered the bath to hear the shower already running and saw Cameron standing under a spray of water his eyes closed his body glistening with the rivulets of water running down his back and sides. I dropped my towel and entered in behind him. I reached around him and hugged him as he turned and planted a kiss on my lips never opening his eyes, he reached down and groped my hardening cock. He open his eyes and mumbled “oh Shit Thom” I looked at him confused, Bud entered behind me sandwiching me between my brothers “he thought it was me little bro” “Just over a day and we can have fun, Thom, Dad would have our asses if we broke the code” “The code?” “You’ll find out on Tuesday little brother” He began washing the sweat from my body as Cameron washed down my front soaping up my chest and engorged tool letting the soap flow down between my legs, then stepping back to allow the water to rinse away the soap, Bud backed off as well turning me around so all the soap would rinse away “Ok, Thom time for you to hit the hay its already getting late, you have a big day ahead of you tomorrow” I had no clue what he meant about big day, but I toweled myself off and wrapped it around my waist and went to my room, threw on a pair of Bud’s boxers, then returned to the bathroom to brush my teeth. Upon my entrance I found my brothers embraced in the shower, Cameron grinding against Bud, who was leaning up against the wall moaning, suddenly Cameron stepped back and Bud dropped to his knees and took Cameron into his mouth, Cameron then deposited his seed on Buds tongue, Bud gulped down his spooge, I was excited and shocked as I backed out of the bathroom and back to my bedroom. I left on Buds light but extinguished my own, pulling the covers up and rolling towards the wall. It was about 15 before Bud reentered the room, I could hear him rustling around on his side, and then the room went dark, I closed my eyes an tried to sleep but I couldn’t get the image of Cameron shooting his load into my middle brother’s mouth. I was rock hard fantasizing it was me getting that load, questions ran through my head, did his cum taste like mine, as I routinely licked my spunk from my fingers when I jerked off, I pulled the briefs from my pillow and breathed in their aroma, I was dripping precum into Bud’s boxers, but I didn’t care as I kept fantasizing it was me in that shower, I fell asleep with visions of me and Cameron, and Bud, my dreams were filled with all the boys I had lusted after over the years both family and those from school and athletics. The boxers were drenched in cum when I woke the next morning, my sheets were wet and sticky, for a second I thought I had wet the bed but being kinky and perverted I sniffed the offending wetness to discover it was cum, I must have shot multiple loads throughout the night for them to be so wet, I looked over at Buds bed and it appeared to not have been slept in, I couldn’t decide whether Bud had become a neat freak in college however I doubted that or had slept elsewhere last night. With the coast clear and no one to witness my actions I went back to taking in whiffs from my sheets and the boxers which I had removed, leaving me sitting there naked with the shorts pressed to my face, my tongue lashed out at the material lapping up the remnant of my nocturnal emission, it was salty sweet, I began sucking the material to get as much cum out as possible, then started lapping at the sheets sucking out the cum, I was quickly getting addicted to the taste of my cum. I was once again rock hard as I lay back on Bud’s bed heels over head tilting back so as to get my cock near my lips, a thought struck me and I righted myself somewhat and being limber I once again raised my legs locking my knees behind my armpits, leaned my head forward and took the head into my mouth, as I relaxed a bit in this position and I pulled my hips further back I could suck almost half of my cock in. I ran my tongue around the head and soon as I worked my tool felt that tingling start in my loins I sucked faster, and was soon rewarded with a sweet load of creamy jism flowing into my mouth. I kept sucking until I became too sensitive to continue, thank you mom for suggesting those stretching and ballet classes to limber up my body and give me more grace out on the field as a wide reliever and third baseman, guess it also made me more limber to pleasure my sexual needs. When I got downstairs, Bud was just getting in “Spent the night at Coles last night” leaning into Dads ear whispered “Didn’t want to break the code, Thom is just so sexy and tempting” dad just grinned, turning towards me he pulled out a typewritten page of things I need to do in the mail room today, even though it’s a holiday, some preparations need to be done to accommodate the weeklong shut down of the business, although the most Junior members of the family would see to daily operations of the mail sorting. I walked to the office and went down the list with Hamilton who would be the next in line to be senior mail clerk. After going through and confirming things Hamilton asked me to join him in the break room, it was already well into the afternoon and I had little left to do, although I accomplished a lot already, more than I had expected. “Cuz, I know you’re off to the retreat tomorrow, and it won’t be the same when you return” There were tears in his eyes, and I could tell he was upset “I don’t know how to say this but I think I’m in love with you, you are my hero, and I’m afraid as you move up and go off to school, you’ll forget about me and what we mean to each other” By now he was full on crying and sobbing uncontrollably, like it was a real breakup or something “I’ll never forget you Ham, you’re one of my favorite cousins, kissing or no, you’re my best bud, my partner in crime, and next year is your turn for the retreat” His weeping subsided “Really, is that how you feel about me?” I pulled him to me and kissed him full on, driving deep with my tongue, massaging his shoulders and pecs, it took a lot of energy but I reframed from going lower to grope his package. He pulled apart from me and confessed “Thom, I don’t know if I can go through with it, I I’ve had fun teasing you and our other cousins and brothers, but it’s just a game to you all, I think I’m really queer, how will all the others react when that comes out?” I tried not to laugh but a chuckle did emerge, which made him angry, I pulled him in and gave him a tight hug “We’ll cross that bridge when the time comes stud” With all the queer things that had happened to me over the years, especially since I turned 18 I didn’t think Hamilton had much to worry about. I looked up and it was almost supper time so I told Hamilton and the boys to go home, they had their work cut out for them over the next week. Bud was already at the table when I got home and Grandad was there too, I tipped my ball cap to them as I rushed up to clean up for dinner, mom had made pot roast and mashed potatoes Cameron was missing and when I asked about it Dad said he had gone up early with my uncles to prep the cabin and stock the fridge for the week, had spent last night at Grandads loading the truck and supplies. I ate a hearty meal, then turned in early, Bud said he’d see me in the morning before heading over to Coles for the night. I retreated to my room and stripped down, I curled over and lifted my legs and soon was giving myself another blowjob, as I relaxed and perfected my technique I soon discovered I could almost take my whole shaft into my mouth, the head hitting the back and partially sliding down my throat, I gagged a couple time then began fingering my hole abit and my cock slid deeper into my throat as it seemed to lengthen and expand, I was just about to reach the point of no return when I heard my parent climbing the stairs, I quickly uncoiled, though my hard member continued to throb, they passed by my door and told grandad he could sleep in Cameron room for the night, Shit now I really had to be quiet. As my cock continued to throb and demand attention, my curiosity got the better of me and I reached into Bud’s desk drawer and retrieved the tape measure, holding an inch at my base I measured 10.75 inches, I was no slouch in the cock department nine and three quarters was pretty respectable, as big as what I’ve seen on my brothers, I guess we were all gifted, then I wrapped it around, damn I was a little over 6 inches around as well, no wonder I gagged a little when I sucked it down my throat. Then the pervert in me took over, it felt good with my fingers shoved up my hole, I wondered if my cock was long enough to shove it up there. I stood over by the dressing mirror and bent over, I spit on my fingers and shoved them in my hole, it was hot watching myself finger fuck me, then I pulled my cock down and around the head hit just above my hole, it would be tricky but I soon lined it up and began pressing myself into my hole, I was tight but with more spit and some Vaseline I found under Bud’s bed, the head slipped in, it hurt like fuck, but as I relaxed once more I found I could slid about three inches into my hole, then suddenly as I was sliding it back and forth in my hole I hit something inside that felt wonderful, I had almost half of my cock buried up my virgin ass, I kept bumping that spot and I moaned as my orgasm hit me, rope after rope of my own semen was filling me, as I kept pressing my cock into my hole, I kept shooting, not getting sensitive like I had when I jerk off or when I sucked myself off, no I wanted to keep fucking myself and cumming in my hole. I kept pounding my hole with my cock till I started to soften and shrink, it was then that my cock began to get sensitive and I laid back on Bud’s bed, for a year or so I hadn’t touched much on Buds side of the room but my curiosity was starting to get the best of me, and I was still really horny, even cumming loads up my own ass, I had seen the Vaseline when I bent over to fuck my hole. With my own cum dripping down my leg I leaned over with a flashlight and looked deeper under his bed, lots of dust bunnies and a shoebox was shoved into a corner I got down and reached for it, it had not been there a week before when I dust mopped the room, pulling it out, I realized Bud must have brought it back from college, It was boot sized and a little heavy. I opened the box and my cock sprang back to life, it was filled with novelties, sex toys to be exact or at least I believed them to be sex toys. One caught my eye though it was shaped like a little cock but it was tapered with a phalange at the base I grabbed it and using the cum dripping from my ass I lubed it up then shoved it into my hole I was smart enough to recognize the kinky little butt stopper and I was beginning to guess the uses for some of the other objects I quickly closed the box and placed it back under Bud’s bed slipped on a pair of his boxers then climbed into bed, if this box was any indication the next week would be loads of fun. Bud woke me up early the next morning at 5:45, I had once again had a nocturnal emission and my sheets were soaked with cum. With Bud spending last night at Coles and Cameron already up at the cabin I knew I’d have the shower to myself. As Bud went down to Breakfast, I tore my bed apart, placing the sheets in my laundry bin, I knew mom would appreciate my consideration to let the bed air out while I was gone, I grabbed some shorts, socks and a tee and headed into the bathroom, butt plug still firmly in place, I removed the plug and sat to expel my bowel only to have a cummy fart emerge, then some fecal matter then some more cum I pushed harder as more cum spurted out. I grabbed the plug and headed to the showers, coach had once shown us how to clean our bowels in health class and I wanted to be squeaky clean, I used the douche bag from under the sink and filled it with warm water from the shower head then proceeded to rinse out my bowel took my shower and reinserted the butt plug, it felt good rubbing up against my happy spot. I got dressed cursing I had forgot to grab a clean pair of boxers from Bud’s drawers, I did so like wearing his underwear, when I didn’t need to be contained. Oh well I thought I’ll just go commando like Bud does. I combed my blonde hair, brushed my teeth and headed down to breakfast, Dad and Grandad were grinning at me and Bud had a shit eating grin on his face as he and Cole and two of my other cousins jostled each other. I quickly downed the oatmeal mom had prepared, I was ready for adventure. By 6:30 we were loading into Grandads 1968 ford truck, Bud and Cole and my other two Cousins jumping into the back inside the camper shell their sleeping bags spread out on top of an old thin mattress, I between my Dad and Grandad. It was close to a four hour drive to the cabin, given its seclusion and distance from populated areas and although I had gotten a semi-restful night’s sleep I dozed off about an hour into the drive, as I slept on dads shoulder I would occasionally wake when we slowed down or hit a bump, once I dreamed I had looked back into the bed of the truck and saw Bud naked on his hands and knees sucking on one of my cousins while Cole was eating his ass and the other cousin was under him sucking his dick as we drove down the road. Or maybe I wasn’t dreaming, as grandad pulled off the main road, still almost an hour away and Bud was barely in his shorts as Cole and my cousins were feeling his chest and nibbling on his pecs. I had a hard on which was protruding from my shorts and drooling precum on my leg Grandad had his hand on my thigh and was occasionally scooping up the fluid and licking it off his fingers, dad was rubbing my nipples through my tee. Gee I thought I must still be asleep and dreaming as Grandad pulled up to the gate on the private road and dad got out to open it, grandad drove through and waited for dad to return, scooping up a large amount of precum dripping out my cock he licked it from his fingers then pulled me into kiss him my seminal fluid still on his lips, damn I tasted good and so did grandad. Dad got back in the truck and I turned around to the back to see Cole riding Bud’s engorged cock, the jostling of the truck helping Bud thrust deeper into the 21 year old

Jon Vincent, years ago...with condom. Kevin Slater, bare; Tommy Delucca, bare; Christian, bare. All were fun....

Halloween: the night when all the freaks come out, and I decided, as I usually did, to join them. Usually I go as the sexy pizza boy or shirtless lumberjack. I get a lot of grabs and looks from the boys at the bars, all in the name of harmless sexy fun. However, this year I decided to go as the Dark Knight Batman: a little dark, totally anonymous with the face mask, and I get to let my inner nerd out. I also decided that since I'm 26, I don't have to be treated like an object at every costume party, at least this year. I live with my parents close to the local college which my younger brother attends, now 21 and in his junior year. He is almost always out at parties or bars, he just sleeps here. Sometimes. Anyhow, since around here Halloween gets very noisy and disruptive, my parents went on a weekend get away, leaving the house in my care. On the big night, I prepared myself for the festivities, dressing in flattering torso armor, armored tights, half mask, utility belt, phone, keys, cash, my ID, and a couple condoms and couple lube packets- after all, a superhero is prepared for all forms of combat. A couple of my boys wanted to meet up at the local leather bar rather than our normal hangout. Since Halloween is a Saturday this year, the bars are going to be packed. The leather bar usually has fewer people, but it has surprisingly good music and a small dance floor. Drinks are cheap, too, so I'm looking forward to the party, and to get fully in the mood, I made myself a couple of vodka tonics, and down them just before I left the house to await an Uber at the end of the driveway. As I stood there, I could feel the vodka kicking in, I must have poured them stronger than I thought, it's going to be some night! The driver could tell I was drunk by the time we got close to the bar. There was utility truck and a small crowd, so he had to drop me off down the street. I stepped out, thanked him, to which he replied, "Looks like you're going to have a lot of fun! Stay safe!" I laughed. I felt sexy, I was solidly buzzed, I loved how the tights clung to me. I still had my runner's body from college. I was giving myself a hardon, and I chucked: the plastic codpiece let me sport full mast and no one was the wiser. As I approached the bar building, I heard a guy beckon, "What's got 'ya grinning, Batman?" I turned and looked, and saw a beautiful specimen in a snake-scale body suit and had a cobra half-mask with open hood around his neck standing the entrance to the alley leading behind the bar. "Whoa..." I stuttered, "y-you do." I suddenly gained my composure and pretended to play cool. I glanced down and saw an unsupported bulge in the spandex pants and I licked my lips. "Hot costume. Looks like you're a very big snake!" I stepped closer to him and he stepped closer to me. "You're too kind!" he said, pretending to be bashful, placing a hand on my chest. "But you see, I'm cold blooded. I grow a little as things heat up." "Really?" I stepped closer and started to lean in. "Sounds like we need to heat you up and get you all stretched out. You must be all cramped up." I could feel my heart begin to race. I'm never this quick and obvious, but the vodka and my concealed erection were speaking on my behalf, and it's working. The cobra guy suddenly puts a hand behind my neck and pulls me in for a kiss. Our masks just barely let us kiss. I lean in entirely into his body, minding my codpiece and moved to the side slightly, allowing his slowly growing cock to press firmly against my thigh. A couple guys whistled as they passed behind us, one even grabbed my ass, pushing me into Cobra a little more. I felt a cold spot soak through my tights: a precummer, sweet. We continued to make out for a minute and I had to have him. It was clear for the moment, both of us looked around, grinned devilishly and Cobra grabbed my hand and pulled me deeper into the alley. Barely turning the corner, we continued to make out with abandon. My hand ran down his body suit and to my relief, found the waist of his tights. I grabbed his bottom lip with my teeth and felt around with my other hand to find the waist at his other hip. He laughed as I pulled on his lip and started to lower his tights. His cock sprang out as soon as it was free from the spandex. It was a nice seven and a half inches, thicker than my own, uncut with loose foreskin. I was a little jealous- I remember as kids my parents explaining they changed their minds about circumcision when I saw my brother's peeper was different than mine. Ever since, I had foreskin envy. Seeing that uncut beauty, I immediately dropped to my knees. One of the plastic knee pads jabbed under my kneecap and made me jump and readjust. It's ironic that these armored tights hurt. "Are you okay, Batman?" "Yea-" I gulped as I slid my mouth as far down that cock as I could go, pulling that supple foreskin with my lips. I felt my Snake's body shudder as the head of his cock hit the back of my throat. I wrapped my tongue around as much of the shaft as I could and started to swallow all my drool and all his precum that started gushing out. "Oh, God!" he yelped. It sounded like he was holding back tears. He gasped slightly every time I slid down his cock, brushing my tongue and lips across his foreskin. It sounded like he never felt a real blowjob before. I'm glad I was giving it to him. He took a deep breath and came down from his small piece of heaven, placed his hand under my chin to gesture me to look up. When I made eye contact with him with his dick still in my mouth, he started talking, "It's been a couple weeks since I've been able to sink that fang you're sucking on into something tasty, and I'm starving. Can I take a bite?" I nodded. All this character talk would normally be cheesy, but it made me even hotter. I slowly stood up, letting his dick pop out of my mouth in one smooth motion. I reached into my utility belt and found the lube packets and set them on the lid of a trashcan next to us. I reached back into the pouch, trying to feel for the condoms when I felt Cobra's hand unsnapped my belt and pulled my own tights down. I stuttered, "wait a-" when I felt his hands bend me over and his tongue slide in me. Getting rimmed while drunk is amazing, I instantly relaxed and moaned as his spit started to invade me. I put my hands on the wall in front of me, pushing my hole on his tongue. I felt him stand up and felt an equally wet cockhead against my hole, and I instinctively pushed back and wiggled to help get his rod into me. He was a little thicker than I was ready for so I stood still for a second. Cobra knew why I stopped for a second and I felt him squeeze another lube packet onto his partly-inserted dick. I took a deep breath and he took that opportunity to slide the rest of the way in. I grunted and moaned when he hit me balls deep. He impaled me breathless. He was the perfect size to stretch me to capacity without pain. He held there for about twenty seconds. I felt his cock twitch in me, buried to the hilt. He was sharing this heavenly moment with me. His cock pulsed in me again, and my prostate tingled, causing me to involuntarily shudder. He inhaled rather forcefully and whimpered, "Damn..." as pulled his dick out slightly and pressed firmly back in. This brought me back down to Earth and awakened a cock frenzy I never felt before. I slid back and forth, almost letting Cobra's cock slip out of me slamming my full body weight back onto his dick. He grabbed my hips tightly and took control back from me. "Damn, this is the finest meal I've ever sunk my fang into!" He exclaimed as he gave my ass a slap. His breath heaved. "I recently charged up, been waiting almost a month for prey like you to try my potent venom on!" "Oh ye-yeah!" I grunted. "This feels too good, this is perfect!" as I succumbed to being my Cobra's meal. My hole started pulsing around his dick as he sent me into an anal orgasm and I moaned uncontrollably. Five minutes of constant solid pounding, I felt Cobra's body begin to shake, I knew he was close. He leaned over and spoke in my ear, "My fang is in you. It's toxic. It's about to shoot. Can I shoot my poison in you?!" By the tone of desperation in his voice I knew he had only a couple seconds before cumming. I clumsily nodded with my Batman mask teetering on my head, I pulled my ass as apart as I could and surrendered my hole. He tightened his grip on my hips and started full-force slamming into my ass. After the tenth thrust, he pulled my hips into him and held me there, neither of us could breathe. Five seconds later his cock started flexing in me and a torrent of cum was unleashed. His cockhead swelled with each jet which actually hurt. His dick went from the perfect size to swelling into something I could not fully handle. My hole disagreed and tightened and pulsed to match the spurting of his dick in me. We were startled by the sound of clapping. Two guys deeper in the alley watched the show without either of us noticing. They were a shorter muscle-built Latino and a taller black man. The Latino had his dick out and was fully hard. He was probably stroking for a few minutes as we unknowingly put on a show. Cobra laughed which made his dick throb in me. Being stimulated and embarrassed, I could only blush and look down. "Can't let any of that POZ load go to waste!" The Latino proclaimed as he started to walk up. "Nope! Go for it!" Cobra agreed as he pulled out of my hole, volunteering it. The Latino's cock was already underneath Cobra's dick to catch any cum that might leak out. I felt an ooze forming when I felt Latino's dick pressed against my hole. "That monster of yours and my load, this piece of meat has no chance!" I started to panic and pull away when the black man stepped up and pushed me down. I started replaying everything. I thought it was character talk, not him trying to poz me. I couldn't find the condoms in the utility belt then forgot about them. Latino started to push in. His cock was thicker than Cobra's. "Wow, that's one wet mess in there, he must've cum a bucket!" Latino just kept pressing in farther. I stiffened up. "Relax dude, he already filled you up, I'm just going to make sure it stays in there." Latino wasn't even as deep as Cobra was in me as I felt impossibly full- all of that really was cum. Latino chuckled, "Now for the fun part!" He pushed firmly but slowly into my hole. "Lee, for my next trick, I'm going to pop this boy's 2nd ring cherry!" He commented to his black companion. I heard a cell phone bloop as Cobra somehow produced his iPhone. "Damn, I wanted to watch this, but I gotta go!" Cobra tucked his cock back in his tights and straightened his costume. "Make me proud!" He laughed as he hurriedly marched out of the alley. "Yessir!" replied Latino. He pressed deeper into me and the pressure was getting intense. Lee was holding me down and Latino kept driving into me. My ass flexed and twitched on the inside, I felt a gush deep in me... My hole clenched Latino's cock again and I felt another gush. I now knew what he meant by popping my 2nd ring cherry. Latino moaned each time my ass clenched which made him push harder. Then he hit a spot and couldn't go deeper. It hurt. Latino spoke up, "There's that 2nd ring! I felt that other dude's load squeeze in there so it's nice and lubed up, but I gotta push the rest in. It's gonna hurt at first, but once my nine and a half is balls deep, you'll want to marry me." Latino could feel me panicking, my legs were shaking and Lee wasn't letting me up. "It's okay, take a couple deep breaths." I followed his instructions, knowing I had no choice. He felt me relax, "There you go, baby, this isn't bad. This sounds a little complicated, but grip my cock and push out when I tell you. Now breathe... Grip and push!" Latino leaned his whole body into me, my inside muscles started throbbing. I started yelping and Lee had to muffle me. All the pressure gave way and I felt Latino's pubes starting to scratch against me. I groaned involuntarily as my second ring was learning to relax around this thick cock which was now fully impaled in me. I somehow got fully hard and was on the edge of an orgasm. Latino grunted, "You're damn tight! God!" He started thrusting deep in me, "I can't hold back!" Within seconds Latino started to cum. The load shot deeper in me than anything has ever gone in me. His cock flexing in my second hole started to make me cum. His dick hurt but felt incredible. I shot a spurt onto the ground. Lee was able to catch some of it and fed it to Latino. Latino was coming down from his orgasm and snorted in laughter, "Sweet like a virgin!" Latino started to pull out- I shuddered as he extracted from the second ring and let out a gentle moan as each inch tugged out of me. He had two inches left in me and he commanded, "Tighten that hole!" To which I complied. He suddenly jerked the final two inches out to a 'pop' like a wine bottle being opened. I sighed in relief. "Good to the last drop?" Lee teased Latino. "Always!" as Latino slapped my exposed battered hole. "Cool. It's my turn, yo!" Lee unzipped and let out his seven inches. Latino moved to my shoulders and Lee moved behind me and slid all the way in me. I offered no resistance, my hole had no resistance left, Lee was able to pump into my hole at will. Bending over me and whispering in my ear, "I love a worn out hole. I only fuck sluts like you." Lee continued his pace for another minute and unceremoniously ejaculated in me. "Last deposit of the night!" And pulled out. Lee zipped up and patted Latino on the shoulder. "Time for drinks!" They walked down the alley laughing, leaving me with my armor tights at my knees, already forgotten. I pulled up my tights, sat on a crate next to the trash can and took off the Batman mask. I'm amazed it stayed on the whole time, it nearly fell off a couple times. I looked down at the ground. Two wrapped condoms. They must have fallen out as I was looking in my utility belt. My utility belt... Some superhero I was... I couldn't even work that right. I opened one of the pouches on the belt and found my phone. A couple text messages were sent about ten minutes ago- friends wondering where I was, saying the dance floor was amazing tonight. I texted back, "Srry. Feeling Sick. Staying home." I sat there for ten more minutes and recollected myself. I stood up, put my Batman mask back on and walked out of the alley. A taxi was chilling just down from the bar entry. I walked over, hopped in and ordered him home. The cab driver said, "Great costume- done partying already?!" "Yeah. Kinda not feeling well." "Aww. That's too bad. We'll get you home quick and you can get to rest." The rest of the cab ride was silent. I tossed him a twenty, almost double the fare and hopped out without a word. I got in the door, stripped my costume off as I started climbing the stairs, threw it in my room and walked naked to the bathroom, where a cool shower greeted and comforted me. I dried off, put on a pair of boxers and went back downstairs to watch TV in the living room. I woke up about an hour later to the front door unlocking. My brother came in the door and carrying a couple bags. I got up to greet him, "Rick, I'm surprised you're home tonight. I thought you would crash at one of your bud's." Rick put his bags down next to the living room stairs. "Yeah, but I gotta come home sometime, this is where I keep my clean underwear." We laughed. I glanced at him- tank top and basketball shorts. He's usually commando in those so yep, home is where your undies are. "Thought you'd be out with your boys at one of your gay bars. No Slutty Starbucks Barista this year?" Rick asked. "Nah, got dressed, went out, started to feel sick, came back. I started prepartying, didn't sit well." "That sucks." "Did you go out?" I asked Rick. "Yeah. A few of us got in costume, went around some of the Houses. I'm not as wasted as I should be!" Rick peeled off his tank top and threw it on top of one of the bags. "Tomorrow's laundry. Gonna turn in, absolutely drained, you know." He looked at me with a naughty glint. "Oh, really- deets then bed!" "Just some bar skank, met passing in front of a bar, wandered into a back alley, didn't get a name... Costumes and all made it one of the hottest hookups ever. Like I said- drai-ained! K, night!" Proud of his account, Rick promptly ran up the stairs and abruptly closed his bedroom door, shaking the handrail, knocking over one of his laundry bags, spilling its contents. A cobra mask rolled out. ~fin~

Today was quite productive at Club Columbus. I started in the dark room in the glory hole booths. The guy across from me was in a booth with a little light and I could see he was about 20 and had GREAT abs! He stuck a nice thick cock through the hole and I sucked it to full hardness. I then stood, turned and rubbed it against my lubed hole. He slid right in and fucked for about ten minutes before shooting the first load of the day in my hungry hole. I then when into the wet sauna and found a couple guys standing inside with nice erections. I grabbed them both and bent over to suck one then the other. While I was sucking the guy on my left I felt several hands on my ass, spreading my cheeks allowing access to the guy who had been on my right. Next thing I know is there are 4 guys working my hole and mouth. Once they had all shot their loads in my hole and licked them clean, they left me sweating with a gaping drippy hole. I ended up going into the wet sauna 3 times with similar results. I also had a few guys tagging in and out on me while is was inthe dark room sling. Honestly, after the first 5 loads I lost count, because of the tag teaming and the poppers and 420 I smoked before going in. I had a couple guys come into my room and breed me. Two big dicked tops DPd me in the showers. All, in all, the b st day yet at Club Columbus!

You also have to put T G M in the story as it’s about chem sex.

Was with a top last month who was very well endowed. As I lay on my back with my legs up ready to be fucked I asked him to go slow and be gentle to start with. He looked me in the eye with disdain and said, I know what I'm fucking doing. He pushed his big cock straight in, I gasped as he entered me fully, balls deep, he then proceeded to give me a very hard fucking. Lesson learned was however big his cock, just shut up, take it and enjoy being fucked

I do this all the fucking time in adult bookstores -- walk around with a couple (or more) loads in my beard. And yes, it attracts even more men to fuck my mouth. I love it when some old troll grins and says to me, in front of other people, "Was that good? You want some MORE?" and he's an old troll... but I sheepishly nod yes. Or a couple of fat boys assure me, "Don't worry. We'll give ya a pearl necklace." I also love it when Fat Boy No 1 nods toward me and says to Fat Boy 2, "I bet he gets DPed. Wanna DP him?"

Damn Mister- That was beautiful.

@NLbear and @Felchingpisser, thanks for the book recommendations. I'm always looking for things to read about this kind of topic as well as just gay culture in general. I recently read "City of Night", which I thought was very good.

Being a cum receptacle for a group of men, such as in the GGG movies, is a perfect scenario. In reality, it proves hard to arrange. Have taken facials at sauna glory holes and at porn cinemas. It is a great feeling, having been watched by a crowd while sucking different cocks and taking their loads and then when its all over walking away covered in spunk and everyone looking at you and that feeling of being a total cum slut, willing to suck any cock and take its cum.

HOLY FUCK, man! Your stories are so HOT! Love that twisted shit!!!

Was visiting Dallas this week, and horny as usual. Opened up Grindr and got a message from this kid that was in town at a gas station nearby, getting ready to drive back to his home town a few hours away and needed to unload. He suggested we meet in the ally behind a Fiesta store. Didn't have to ask twice. I found him behind a dumpster, dropped my pants and he didn't waste any time getting inside me and pumping until he blasted his load deep inside. I quickly turned around and cleaned him off. It was a rush. I need more public loads

My best success tracking loads is with a marker. Love the feeling after a guys seeded me to mark his load on me for all to see!

The biggest I had take so far was over 10" and almost thick as a beer can. It was around 2002. The guy was working at a bathhouse I went. There was maybe one or two more guys that night, real slow night. So I'm exploring around the place, new to me, and I see this black guy, mopping the floor, looking over, every time I walk by and adjusting his shorts and displaying a huge erection. I kept walking around and went to the tv area and sit down to watch it and to see if he was still following me. 5 min after, I felt some thing heavy resting on my right shoulder, when I turn my head, my lips and my eyes meet with this humongous beautiful cock. He smile and U of course open my mouth and started licking and sucking the head. He ask if I would be able to handle it and that he was getting off work at midnight. He told me to wait down the corner for him. At midnight I follow him to his apartment. He told me that I was going to need a beer and poppers to take him. He brought me a 40 and told me to get naked and drink it while he showers. He got naked infront of me, teasing me, swinging around his hard cock. When he came out of the shower, he feed me that big cock. I did my best to suck him. Then he smear some Vaseline on my ass, lift my legs high and start opening my ass with his big head. It hurt like he'll, but I was up for the challenge, he was gentle but determined to go balls deep in me. He fucked me for hours. Sorry for the long story

Part 7 The rest of the week went by uneventful. I wasn’t called back into my boss’s office the day after getting pozzed by the client, so I guess he was happy with that meeting. Friday came and I knew I had a standing appointment with the boss at the sleazy hotel. After work I headed home and got ready, had a couple of cocktails to help relax me. Time slipped by quickly and I headed out. I got the the hotel with about five minutes to spare. Parking, I noticed that the lot was fuller than it normally was, which led me to wonder if he had some guests with him. As I got out and headed to the door, I saw the Marine again. “Damn faggot, you can’t get enough cock huh" he yelled at me. I just put my head down and moved to the door. Suddenly, I felt his hot breathe on my neck. “Don’t you remember what I said last time, faggot?” he asked. I nodded. “Tell me then.” “AIDS kills.” He started walking away laughing. I knocked on the motel room door and waited, over come with shame. What I was doing, whoring my ass to all these poz men? My boss opened the door and motioned for me to come in. “I was wondering if you had forgotten about our meeting,” he remarked. “No, not at all, Sir. I was held up in a bit of traffic,” I answered, even as I knew I was lying to him. He was already naked. I watched his furry ass as he walked to the bed. I immediately was hard in my pants. He turned as sat on the corner of the bed, balls hanging as his cock started to twitch to life. I started to undress, slowly removing each piece of clothing I was wearing. Once I was naked, I walked over to him, my cock pointing the way. With out words, I dropped to my knees, between his open legs. His cock felt heavy in my hands as I gripped it around the base with both. I could feel his eyes on me as I lifted the engorged head to my mouth. Stretching out my tongue, I licked the head of this cock, slowly, savoring the musk, a mixture of crotch sweat, piss and pre-cum. As I cleaned his cock, the head began to pump more pre-cum out of his piss slit. I opened my mouth as wide as I could and slowly took the head in, wrapping my lips around the spot where the shaft meets the ridge of his cock head. I sucked just a little, not moving, just sucking a little as if his cock was a massive straw. Pre-cum oozed out and coated my tongue. My mouth began to produce a large amount of spit, that mixed with my bosses pre-cum. I could feel his hips more, thrusting towards me as I teased the head of his cock. He was moaning. “Suck me please,” he begged me. I slowly push my lips a bit further down his shaft, until I felt his cock head hit the back of my throat. I slowly moved back, licking the under part of this cock with my tongue as it slid out of my mouth. I could see that his cock was wet from spit just shy of half way. I slid my mouth back down is cock, then pulled back when he hit the back of my throat again. I repeated this over and over, picking up more speed as I did. He was thrusting his hips more, forcing his cock into my mouth more. The head popped into my mouth. Feeling this, he pushed more causing more of his shaft to slide into my mouth, until I was nose deep in his crotch hair. He placed his hands on the top of my head and pulled me off of his cock, which was coated with thick spit from my throat. “Only one other man has ever done that” he said, “Mr Meeks.” “No shit” I exclaimed in genuine surprise. “Furthermore, I am part of him, just as I am now part of you,” he continued. Holy shit, my boss infected Mr. Meeks. I was shocked. Both were married men and both were poz. “I'm part of twelve men now, with you being the twelfth." “I’m honored” I said. “Of course you have not gotten the fuck flu yet, but you will,” he confidently noted. I tried to get back on his cock, put he pushed my head away. He stood and went to the bathroom, returning with a toothbrush. “Get on your hands and knees on the bed, ass outwards. I have some prepping to your ass to do.” he said. I did as instructed. I felt him place the toothbrush at my hole, then forced it in me dry, scratching my hole as it did. He moved it in and out, ruffing up the walls inside my hole. I winched in pain. “It’s for your own good,” he said, “I need you to convert.” He pulled out the toothbrush and started to working it in and out, but just around my hole. Once he was satisfied that I was prepped, he put the toothbrush in front of my face. It was pink in some spots and bright red in others. I grabbed it and looked at it. He placed his cock head against my hole, and pushed hard in. It was only lubed with my spit. I could feel my hole resisting, which only made him push harder. “Open up you mother fucker,” he demanded. I pushed my hole out as well as pushed back on his hard cock. It was only seconds later that my hole gave and he drove his massive cock balls deep into my hole. The pain was intense and I jumped. He quickly grabbed my hips to prevent me from pulling off and escaping. Not waiting for me to adjust to his cock inside me, he started to pull out and push back in. Slowly at first, then increasing his movements and speed. After a while the pain subsided and my hole adjusted to him being in me. I started moaning as he pumped in and out of my hole. I realized that I was pushing back to meet his cock as he was thrusting in me. “Fuck me!" I demanded, adding “Breed me with you poz cum.” His grip tightened. I could feel his nut sac swing as he fucked my hole. I was swinging up and hitting my sac as he pushed into me deep. “Faggots are fucking in this room,” a voice outside yelled. I knew it was that damn Marine, or someone who claiming to me a Marine. “Spreading their fucking AIDS” he screamed at the top of his lungs. My boss’s cock became rock hard as he power drived my hole. I knew he was getting ready to shoot. His grip tightened and he slammed into me, erupting his poz load into my hole. “Fuck, wanted to last longer, but between knowing you were prepped well this time and that fucker out side, I just could not hold it. He slowly moved in and out, pumping the last of his cum into hole. As he pulled out he slapped my ass. “Can’t give you three loads tonight. I'm already late for an event I must attend." Disappointed, I nodded, got off the bed and started to dress. He walked to me naked and grabbed me by the shoulders. “Monday is a holiday, we are going to meet here at ten in the morning.” he said, “we are going to teach that Marine a lesson he won’t ever forget.” I smiled with him. That fucker pisses me off each time he opens his mouth. “I’m going to poz that fucker!” “I hope he is here Monday.”

Part 6 The next day I was back in the office. It was a quiet morning and I wasn't sure if the VP had reported back to my boss the events of yesterday’s meeting or what. I had not heard from him all morning, so I concentrated on my work. I had just sat down after returning from lunch, a liquid one just in case, when my phone rang. Picking up the phone, I hadn't even answered with a hello when I heard my boss' voice bellow “My office, NOW!” I jumped. I moved quickly to my boss’s door and knocked. Then waited. “Come,” my boss' voice answered from the other side. Opening the door, I found not only my boss but the fucking VP who had pozzed my hole yesterday evening. “Sit.” I shut the door and moved to the guest chair. “Mr. Meeks has filled me in on your meeting. While he complimented your hole, your attitude was an issue.” “I’m sorry, Sir. I wasn’t sure how I should be. I had never met you, Mr. Meeks, and I apologize. I hope you give me an opportunity to correct my attitude.” “I will use that hole again,” Mr. Meeks replied. I was glad to hear that he wanted to fuck me again. I didn't want to fuck-up this whole special project. “It has been brought to my attention that one of our high asset clients will be in the area tomorrow night. I will be sending you to him as a gift from our company,” my boss said. My cock twitched in my pants and start to leak. I could already feel the cock in my hole. I wanted it. I could feel the pre-cum flowing out of my piss slit as I listen to them pass on the information I needed for the client. Mr. Meeks occasionally adjusted his crotch in his dress pants, while he was standing next to my boss. Their instructions were not hard, just had to act some, but that would be easy. My boss rose from his chair behind his desk, revealing his hard cock sticking out of the fly of his suit pants. It was semi hard. “Remember, we have a meeting Friday night,” he cautioned. “Yes, Sir." He grabbed his cock and tucked it back into his fly, then zipped up. The next day I got the info and set out to meet the client, arriving at his hotel at 4:45 and making my way up to the fifteenth floor. Taking a deep breath I knocked on his door. It was just a moment later he answered it. “Good evening, I am Kent. Mr. Meeks and Mr. Troy sent me.” “Oh yes, yes, please come in,” a voice answered. Once inside, I made my way to the middle of the room and turned to face him. He was about six-four, solid man. He had red hair and was a bit pale. He was only dressed in a white robe, tied closed around his body. “Please make yourself comfortable,” he invited. I removed my shoes and socks first as he stood there watching me. I began to unbutton my shirt and remove it next. I undid my jeans and dropped them to the floor. After stepping out of them I was completely naked. I stood there watching him, remarking “This is way more comfortable,” rubbing my hand across my chest. His hands went to the ties of his robe and undid it. I watch the robe open exposing his naked body underneath. He was completely smooth except of a small patch of red fur just above the base of his cock. To the right of it was a scorpion tattoo. He removed his robe and threw it on the floor next to the door. “I like your scorpion tattoo, so you are a Scorpio?”I said, playing dumb. “Something like that,” he replied. I moved over to him and dropped to my knees. His hardening cock was right in front of me, slowly growing outwards from his body. “I only play safe” I said to him right before I put his cock head in my mouth. “Me too,” he replied with a smirk. I slowly slid my mouth down the shaft of his thick cock. I slowly back off his cock, just to slid it back into my mouth. I could hear him moaning as I sucked his cock. I reached back and started to play with my hole, running my finger around it, then sliding it in. “Oh yeah, finger that pussy,” he moaned. I continued to suck his cock and finger my hole. I slid another finger in my hole, stretching it a bit. “Let’s get you on the bed and have some fun,” he suggested as he withdrew his cock from my mouth and stepped back, helping me to my feet and onto his bed, where he placed me in a kneeling position, my knees almost on the edge of the bed. He disappeared into the bath room, bringing back with him two condoms. I listened to him open the package of one condom. He slipped it onto his hard cock. I could hear the condom snap a couple of times. “It’s okay, just pulling to tip out a bit, so there is room for my load inside it.” I smiled, I knew what he was really doing. He was trying to rip the condom a bit so it broke as he fucked me. He snapped the condom again. “Got it right where I want it.” He knelt down and started to eat my hole. His tongue pushed in my hole some. He then pulled his face back and spit on my hole. He quickly stood and pushed the head of his cock against my hole. I pushed my hole out and his cock slid into me, very slowly. He then pulled out his cock and jacked it, pulling back the condom, stretching it a bit more on his cock. Again he lined up his cock and pushed into me, this time sliding in balls-deep, and staying there. “Sweet hole,” he murmured. I pushed back against him, pressing my ass against his crotch. He gripped my hips and started to slowly move back and forth, his cock slowly moving in and out. He was pulling his cock out until his head was just in then sliding back in. I reached back while his cock was almost out and touched it, making sure the condom was still on. “It’s still there my friend,” he remarked, adding “no fucking with out them." He picked up speed and was now thrusting faster and harder. He was moaning as he pushed into me. His balls were swinging as he fucked me. He pulled out for a moment and then slammed his cock back into my hole with such force I fell forward on the bed. His body followed mine and he was now on top of me, raising his hips up and down driving his cock in and out. “Oh fuck, your hole is amazing,” he said, “even through the condom, it’s like velvet.” “Yeah fuck me, fuck me hard,” I exclaimed with genuine pleasure. He continued to pound my hole, harder and faster. Abruptly, however, he stopped, explaining “I think the condom just broke. I won't fuck you anymore - unless you want me to.” “Please keep going, but promise to pull out before cumming and shoot your load on my back.” “Are you sure” he said, “I'm disease free.” “Yes.” He continued to fuck me harder and harder, his breathing became quick and shallow. “Oh, fuck, I'm gonna cum!” he exclaimed. “Pull out and shoot,” I ordered. “Oh, shit, it’s too late! I've already squirted some in your hole,” he said. “Pull out” I yelled. He pulled out and I felt another shot hit my hole, then he pushed back in. “Oh fuck, I am back in your hole,” he acknowledged. “Take it out, please,” I begged. “I shot my load in your hole” he answered. “I’m so sorry/” He was pushing his cock deep in me, slowly pumping it as if he was milking the last of his cum out of his shaft. He slowly pulled his cock out. I turned quickly and saw the broken condom on his softening cock. He pulled it off. “I’m sorry my friend” he said, “I don’t know what happened.” “It’s okay.” “I am disease free,” he repeated. I just nodded. “In light of the situation, I think our meeting is complete for the night. I will pass on to your bosses that I enjoyed the meeting, even with the accident that took place.” “Thank you” I said, as I moved to redress. I quickly put on my pants, socks and shoes. He watched me from the bed where he was sitting. His legs were wide open and his cock and balls were hanging. “I really do like your tattoo” I said, putting on my shirt and starting to button it. Once it I was dressed, I tucked my shirt into my pants. That’s when I felt the note I was to give the client. “Oh I forgot to give this to you” I said handing him the note. I checked for my keys and I left the room, heading back where I parked my car. When I got there, I fished my cell out. I noticed a text from a blocked number, strange because I didn’t know you could send that way. “I lied” it read, “I shot a high viral load filled cum wad in your hole.” I just laughed a little, then another message came through. “Enjoy it while you can, fucker.’

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

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

1988 I'd always considered myself as an unlucky man. Maybe because I was born on the 13th? I just never got a lucky break ever. My family really didn't do much to make me think otherwise. Mom and Dad were always tired and grouchy, and my two older brothers were mean and barely ever talked to me. As soon as I'd make a good friend in school, he or she would move. Why did I keep going? I just did. It wasn't a "God" that helped me because I didn't believe in one anymore. After enough of your prayers go unanswered, you realize that there is nothing out there. I kept forging ahead and eventually made it to college. Sounds great, right? Not hardly. I was always broke and never had a social life. The Summer after my first year, I came home to live with my parents and my oldest brother (his second wife had kicked him out). I needed a job. "Kwik Kountry" was one of those little independent convenience stores you hardly ever see anymore. Our town was medium sized and this was, by far, the crummiest place to go for beer or smokes. They had an opening for the 11 to 7 shift. It wasn't so bad. Hardly anybody came in, I could smoke and I could drink free Dr. Pepper all night. Oh - and we also carried a huge selection of porn magazines. They were all catered to the hetero crowd, but you could see plenty of dicks in some of them. Yeah, I was gay. Just more bad luck I guess. But it's not like I could just beat off there on the job. I read the articles, even. And talked to a few late-night regulars. There was a lonely old guy who like to drink coffee and smoke while he told me the same stories over and over again. And there were bad teens...smoking, high, shoplifting kids not much younger than me. They seemed to like me even though I'd busted a few of them for stealing or trying to use fake I.D.s. Maybe they knew I was a loser too. By 5 AM, there was no one stopping in. I mopped and cleaned the bathroom. No music and no TV. I thought this would be the worst job I'd ever have, but later I'd consider it maybe "the best". Why? Randy. Kwik Kounty was near the train station, and this was a railroad town. There were guys who worked nights. I think they were either cleaning or fixing the trains or something like that. I just know they liked caffeinated beverages, snacks and porn. I guessed they used their breaks to refuel and jack off. Randy seemed to have an insatiable porn habit -- he bought the same kinds of magazines I liked. The less-famous titles like "Adam's Video" and "Club". They were way sleazier than "Playboy". He was a short, stocky blonde guy who was close to 30. He gave me a hard time about how much everything cost here, but I think he liked me because I rang up his porn like I was ringing up a a Snickers bar. I was cool about it. Sometimes he came back twice in a single night. Three times one night...he'd bought an issue of "Hustler" he forgot he already owned. I always noticed his hands when I gave back change. They were small but wide. Very calloused. I also knew he probably masturbated with at least one of those hands. I pictured it. My best guess was that he wasn't hung or anything. But I still wanted to see his unit. His stuff. His smile was so bright and friendly. Why was he beating off so much? He could get laid so easy. I had this thought: If I was a woman I'd suck his dick right now. I tried to mentally communicate that. but it didn't work. Or did it? Randy started hanging around more often and for longer amounts of time. We'd spend twenty minutes just talking bullshit. He drank his Mountain Dew and I'd smoke. He was just so cute. I had no idea what "falling in love" was, but I think I was on the verge of it. Maybe not. I tried to picture him naked as he talked to me. Nothing about him seemed gay to me. Mom always told me that my eyes gave me away. I have pretty big eyes that dance and gleam when I'm excited. Did Randy see that when he came in? Maybe. He dropped by often...sometimes not to even buy anything. "How do you not fall asleep here? It's so dead." "Oh, I drink plenty of caffeine. I get free soda and just gulp it down all night." "You could always lock the door and put up a sign in the door that says 'back in 5 minutes'." "Never thought of that." "Make it 'ten minutes'...that way you could come visit me for a change." "I just might." He left and I thought some complicated thoughts. Straight guys never turned down a blow job, right? I'd read some things. Maybe he'd let me suck him off if I ever got up the nerve. I'd never sucked a dick, but had imagined doing it so many times. Porn ladies seemed to love doing it. But no way could I close up the store. The deliveries came at all hours. But I was also going back to school in a month. So what if they fired me? Maybe I would do it. This was a guy who was obviously horny all the time. Maybe he wanted a mouth to come in instead of just his rough hand. The next night, I saw Randy again. He seemed happy. "Everything is delayed tonight. I've got the next hour to do nothing. I knew you wouldn't be busy, so I thought I'd come keep you company. Why are you wearing a jacket? It's July." "I just got done restocking the beer and soda and shit. That cooler is cold." "Can you show me? I want to look behind the scenes!" "Sure." Huh? What? He wanted me to show him our crummy little refrigerated section? WHY? I showed him back. The door didn't lock, but I was always afraid it would, and trap me in. I think an old "Brady Bunch" episode put that fear in me. The milk guy had already been here. "Damn! It's cold in here. My fuckin' balls are shrinking." "Oh. That's too bad." "It is? Why do you care?" "Huh...what? I mean. No. I could have told you it's cold back here." "Relax. Will you get in trouble if we have a couple of the beers?" "No. Not if you throw the empties away outside somewhere. But aren't you cold?" "A little, but it's 90 degrees outside. We can have a few brews and I'll let my body sweat dry." We sat on a pallet of Pepsi cases and helped ourselves to a few over-sized cans of Coors Light. I'd never done anything this wrong before. It was my turn to talk. I was the "host" after all. "I'm quitting in three weeks. School starts pretty soon." "I figured. You're too good for this town. But....I'll miss you." "Really?" "Yeah. With my schedule, I don't have much of a social life. I guess you know what that's like." "Absolutely." "And I guess it's extra bad for you --- being a fag." "What? Huh? I mean...why did you think that??" "Relax, kid. I know things. I'm slightly faggoty myself. I've been with men and women since I was 14. I love fucking pussy more than anything, but I'll take whatever I can find. It's confusing and hard to deal with which is why I like porn more." "You DO like porn." "I'm cold. I want to leave here, but I need to kiss you first." Wow. No way. For real. And then he planted his face on mine. It felt so right. He was a little aggressive and the whole scene felt unreal. He had rough stubble around his mouth. We kissed like that for a good five minutes. I'd just had my first kiss in a cold room at the age of 20. Then a customer came in. Shit! I got out of there fast and rang up the dude's Gatorade. During the transaction, Randy left. I'd never felt so alone. My manager came in at 6 AM and let me leave. My lips were very red and swollen. It didn't go away for hours. Mom thought I had an allergic reaction to something. But I guessed Randy's rough kiss and rough face had caused it. I never wanted my lips to go back to normal. Not ever. But they did. I slept during the day...and that day I had a dream about a big city deserted. It looked like Chicago or New York. The streets were empty because a hurricane was coming. I stood in the middle f a wide street and waited for the storm. The next night at Kwik Kountry, it was unusually slow. Randy came in at his regular time and browsed the porn. The new magazines were delivered in the morning when I wasn't here. There must have not been anything interesting because Randy came over to talk after a few seconds. He just bullshitted like nothing had happened between us. We talked casually and like old buddies. I had changed, but he hadn't. I was free to look him up and down. I stared at his crotch, legs, hands and boots. He was a compact guy and very solid. I leered at his body as he talked about stupid stuff. Maybe I imagined it all. No. I hadn't. My mouth and chin were still red. We'd kissed. After he left, I felt a kind of loneliness that was very new to me. He was a straight guy who fooled around. We weren't "boyfriends". OK. It's like I said at the start of this -- I'm unlucky. The next night was on Friday, and we were busier than usual. The teen punks had come and gone. I carded one guy who was a 'Nam vet. He looked young. Whatever. It was mostly uneventful later on -- maybe because a storm was moving in. For such a rural area, people sure hated bad weather. The first hint of rain, and the streets would empty. I guess it was still tornado season. I was drowsy and the distant thunder and wind almost put me to sleep standing up. I needed to go back to school and have things to do. Maybe I faded for a bit, but a really loud clap of thunder shook me fully awake. And then the roaring rain moved in. The wind was really strong and the heavy drops nearly went sideways. Maybe a tornado would come. I decided I no longer cared. If I saw a funnel cloud, I'd just go out and let it take me away. I soaked in my morbid death fantasies when Randy burst in the door. "Holy shit! It's a typhoon out there! You don't have a basement here. do you?" "No. There haven't been any sirens yet. I think we're fine." The moment I finished that sentence, the siren went off. "Lock the door and come with me. We got a big basement. Now!" I was so happy to see him and so concerned about a twister touching down that I don't think I even remembered to lock the door. Randy grabbed my hand (!!) and lead me across the street to the train station. It was a severe storm and I let him guide me. We were soaked. At the door, he fished for keys and suddenly we were in the lobby. It was grand and reminded me of old movies from the 1940's. "This way." The siren seemed louder. We went down a stairwell and he unlocked another door. There we were in a giant underground bunker full of tools and gas tanks and hoses. He was showing me a part of his life. It was so quiet down here. I heard the sirens (there were two going off now) only faintly. "Where's everybody else?" "The other guy went home. We mostly just clean the cars here, Mechanics are all union and work normal hours. I'm mostly a glorified janitor. There was a tornado in Topeka and everything is stuck there until morning. Come on." I followed him to another room that wasn't locked. It was about the size of my dorm room. There were mats and towels and rags everywhere. I felt my wet clothes weighing me down. I just stood there and worried a little about family. We had a basement, They'd be fine. "Damn! You look like you just went swimming. Get out of those clothes. They'll dry quicker." "Get naked?" I was suddenly unsure about everything. "What part of 'take off your clothes' did you not understand?? Don't be shy. I'll go first." And then Randy peeled off his boots and all the rest of his uniform. He was completely nude and I just stared. He was only about 5'8" or so, but had a thick torso. He was covered with brownish/blonde fur. His dick was maybe a little bigger than mine...but was getting half-hard. "You gonna memorize my body or take off your wet clothes?!" Busted. I stripped and knew he was noticing how skinny and hairless my body was. I had a full erection -- also embarrassing. He just acted like everything was normal. We were just two naked dudes. I was so uncomfortable with this now. Funny how eager you can be with fantasy dicks and then reality arrives... "Where should we put the clothes to dry?" "Anywhere. Just stretch them out on the floor. Don't leave 'em in a wad." He was fully hard now. I fussed with my wet jeans for a bit, but I was so busy looking at his hard-on. About 7 inches...maybe more. Cut. His balls were not huge at all, and they seemed to be climbing inside of him. Mine got that when I was cold -- or very horny. "Looks like the storm gave us big boners. You are bigger than I would have guessed. Mine never goes away until I cum. Think you can help?" He walked in my direction and held me in a tight, damp embrace. His erection touched mine. Electricity! He pushed my shoulders down until I was staring right at his cock...that already had a little drop of clear fluid dripping from the tip.His pubes were a little wet. I took the head in my mouth like it was the most natural thing in the world for me to do. "Don't worry. I won't shoot in your mouth. Damn! And to think you right across the street all this time! Let's make this count." He wasn't huge, but kept hitting my gag reflex nonetheless. Over and over until I thought I'd throw up. He grabbed my hair and kept pumping. "OK. OK. I should be a nice guy and stop now. No more." He pulled that slimy tool out of my mouth. "No. I can finish for you. I don't mind." "Yeah. If you were anybody else, I wouldn't care. Let's lie back on the mats here." And we did. He'd stopped stroking. The sirens had ended at some point. "What's wrong, Randy?" "A lot. I need to tell you some stuff, but you can't say a word to anybody, OK?" "What's wrong?" I somehow knew what was coming. "I fuck around all the time...with men and women. I can't help it. I'm always horny and everything feels good. I usually do it all in Wichita. I pick up hookers or go to the park. A year ago, I had this weird sore around the head of my dick. I had a really bad sore throat too, but I didn't think the two were related. I went to a free health clinic in Sedgwick because I thought maybe I'd picked up something from somebody. The doc said I for sure had herpes..and crabs. He could see them. He asked my sexual history and I just told him it was long. No details. He insisted I get an AIDS test. I was sure I didn't have it because I had only fucked about three guys in the ass. Maybe four. Plus we're in the middle of nowhere...no AIDS around here that I ever saw." "And?" "What? You think there's a happy ending? I got it. I got the virus. You can't tell this to anyone." My boner softened. An AIDS dick had just been in my mouth. If only there was a new bottle of Listerine nearby... "I won't say anything." "Thanks, man. Let's just rest here a little as our clothes dry. You comfortable?" "I'm a little cold." "Me too. A little." He wrapped a hairy arm around me. That felt good. His skin was warm and we snuggled a little. "Are you scared?" "Sometimes. I'm not now, though. Warming up a little?" "Yeah. You have a nice body." My dick was rising a little. Maybe he saw that. "So do you. Here...I'll get you warm." He climbed on top of me and gave me a huge bear hug. I could feel that his own erection had grown too. "You can fuck me, Randy. I want that." My voice sounded small. "Naw. You're just horny right now." He said that but was forcing my legs apart as he put his weight down heavier. We were different sizes, but we seemed to fit together perfectly...like two puzzle pieces. "OK. Let's just do it for a little while. You can stop when you feel like you're going to come." "You don't know me well. I can't stop." He pushed down a little harder and breathed a little quicker. "I know all I need to know, Randy." A weird thing for me to say since I was clueless about everything.. "OK. We'll try, but you're going to hurt. I almost always use Vaseline." He spread my legs wide and prodded my butt hole with that sick dick of his. I tried to relax and just look into his eyes. I wanted this. Red hot rockets exploded down there. So much pain! I yelled. "It's okay. That was just the head..the widest part. The worst is over. I'm in. Damn! You're tight! I'll try to go slow." 'Try' being the key word here. He didn't let up for a second. I wanted to enjoy this -- it was supposed to be pleasurable, right? I looked up at him and saw his eyes closed tight. Then a wave of bliss went through me. Ahhh. I thought of Rhonda Kemper -- the girl from my old high school who got pregnant when she was 16. I understood now. It's amazing all women weren't knock-upped all the time. Dicks feel good inside of you! "Shit! I think it's too...YEAH! I'm cumming NOW! Shit!" He stayed inside of me and rested his head on mine. We both leaked and sighed. It was done. "There's a bathroom through that door. It's clean." I wiped up and saw my reflection in the mirror above the sink. Did I look different now? Older? Maybe. "Our shifts end pretty soon. Want me to walk you back to Kwik Kountry?" "No. Hopefully the boss isn't already there." "See you tonight?" "You bet." The power was off everywhere. I found my car and just drove home. Randy and I met up nearly every night over the next 19 days. We never fucked again, but I sucked him off often. We went to the little back room at Kwik Kountry where the time clock and stacks of paper sacks were kept. I never knew quite how to feel when he sometimes looked at a porn mag while I blew him. I just know I'd grown so addicted to the taste of his cum. Sometimes we kissed and sometimes we didn't. He always hugged me though, and tight before I left he made me promise to call and write him. We exchanged information and that was it. He seldom wrote me and never called. I guess he had a lot to figure out about his sexuality and his life. I tested HIV+ several months later (but still haven't had any symptoms, thirty years later). And then Randy vanished. His number didn't exist anymore and his letters were returned. Did he die? Move? I don't know, but I DO know I was lucky to have memories of him. Randy? Are you reading this now? Find me please

Poz, since 2014, but stopped meds in December 2016. My viral load on meds was undetectable, not sure now...

Dad’s Basement Part Fourteen I woke up with my head pounding and my throat sore. My sheets were wet and my muscles were a little achy. I headed to Dad’s bathroom to see Dad before he got dressed. I knew he would be in the shower, I woke up early enough. I stood in the doorway and watched the water run down his back and ass. He was happily whistling. “Good morning Daddy” I said. He turned and smiled. “Good Morning to you Son. Slept good” “Slept great” I continued to watch him later up his chest and stomach. It was so erotic to see my hot muscled Daddy cleaning his fur. His cock and balls jumped as he moved. The water and soap flowers down his torso and streamed off the head of his cock between his legs. It looked as if he was pissing. “Who’s Dax” I asked just out of the blue. “Dax? How did you know about him?” he replied. “Oh I guess I heard someone in the basement say that name” thinking quickly so he would not know I knew of the conversation with his buds. “When the time is right Son, you will learn all about Dax” he said, “How are you feeling, Son, you look a little green around the gills” “Not so hot Daddy, I ache, throat hurts, get hot flashes and have the worst headache” “You might have the fuck flu Son, but have never known it to his so fast, usually hits in a week or two.” “Fuck flu? Y'all have talked about it but never explained it” Dad shut off the water and began to towel off, making his cock and balls bounce more and more. I was enjoying the show he was giving me even thought he didn’t know it was a show. “Baby boy, the HIV is taking over, the fuck flu is your body’s response to the losing battle. I just don’t know how it happened so fast” “It might be Garrett” “Garrett” “He fucked me one the night after the basement. He came through my window.” “I don’t see how that could speed up your conversion” “Daddy, he told me he was full blown” “A.I.D.S” he said, “Well that little fucker” “Don’t be mad Daddy” “I’m not, just wish he would have shared the new with everyone” “Now take that sexy ass back to bed and stay there, I need to make some arrangements for your care, since I have to be at work all day. Meetings I can’t get out of, but I will call and check in” I did as he said. I was under the covers shivering when he came in. i was disappointed that he was fully dressed and I could not see his fur, his ass, his cock and balls. “I’m leaving the door unlocked, Doc is sending over a nurse to take care of you, Doc is going to come and examine you around lunch time. You do as they as.” he said, “you are not too old to go over my knee” “Yes Daddy” I watched him leave and soon fell back asleep. When I work up later there by my bed sat a male nurse. He was Latino, dark hair and goatee, well defined body under his red scrubs. “Hola, I am Jose. Doc sent me over to look after you” he said, “How are you feeling?” “Thirsty Jose!” I watched him get up, his ass was nice and round and giggled some when we walked. He left my room and returned with a glass of ice water. I could not focus on anything but his crotch. I could see his cock running down his right leg. It looked thick. He helped me sit up and held the glass to my lips for me to drink. It felt good, but hurt like hell going down my raw throat. When I had enough I fell back against my pillow just staring at Jose. “Doc is running behind today, so he won’t be here until about 2” he said I nodded my understanding. He got up and left my room without another word. He returned with a big bowl filled with cool water and a cloth. I slowly pulled back the covers, exposing my naked body, I shivered more. Wetting the towel in the water and wringing it out, he stood next to my bed. He lifted my arm and held it in place. He slowly moved the towel up and down the skin of my arm. I only closed my eye for a second and when I opened them, my hand near his crotch. He moved forward a little and my hand would put pressure against the tube of meat running down his leg. He lowered my arm, rewet the cloth, and moved to the other side of my bed. He repeated the same motions with that arm. Once again there were moments when his dick and my hand would meet. He moved back to the bowl, rewetting the cloth and started wiping my chest. My eyes watched his crotch, his cock would twitch with his movements. It was slowly moving further down his thigh inside his scrub pants. This time when he rewetted the cloth, water splashed and made a big wet spot on the crotch of his pants. He just smiled and moved to wipe my stomach. The fabric stuck to his cock, making it more pronounced. I couldn’t help but stare. He caught me staring more than once. When he went to rewet his cloth, he dropped it in the water and left it there. He turned to me, pulled the knot on this pants and and let them drop. HIs cock swung free of his thigh and hung low, twitching, slowly moving the foreskin back from the head. He stepped out, turned and got the clothe. He started wiping at my legs, His ass was now in my view as well. It was covered with black hair, that grew thicker as it got to his crack. Staring at his cock and ass was having an effect on my cock, it was slowly expanding inching up my stomach. Jose slowly bent over, lifting my cock with his hand and engulfing it in his mouth. I tilted my head back, as his mouth lowered on my cock, taking it deep into his throat. His hand slide between my thighs and spread the open. HIs fingers explored my balls, then dropped lower. HIs uncut meat was growing and was soon visible from between his thighs. “We have to feed the virus amigo” He stood up, pulled his shirt over his head. His chest was defined and had a little bit of black fur between the pecs. Around his belly button was more fur. He climbed on my bed and knelt between my legs, lifting them slowly to his shoulders. He crawled closer, pulled back his foreskin and pushed his cock into my hole. I moaned loudly, as he drove deeper and deeper into my hole, until his black fur covered sac was against my hole. “My injection is just the first today, high count, very potent.” he said, “may inject you twice before the Doc comes” I felt his skin moved against my hole as his cock slide out. He didn't wait to push back in, balls deep. His fingers roamed my chest, gently crossing my nipples, flicking them lightly as he moved his cock in and out. His cock picked up speed pumping in and out of my hole, as he pinched my nipple harder and harder. My cock was leaking with every thrust. I went to grab it to jack as he fucked my hole and pinched my nipples but he pushed my hand away. “No jack, no cock” he said. He pushed against me, lifting my ass off the mattress, folding me in half. My cock hung over my face, dripping pre-cum onto my chin. I could see his brown cock sliding in and out of my hole, It was slick with ass juice. “Pre-cum just as potent” His balls were slapping my ass over and over and he picked up speed. My muscles ached more and more as he pounded me. I was sweating so much that it was running down my back, it was cold which sent more shivers through my body. My head was pounding to the rhythm of his fucking, My mouth and throat was dry. He looked me in my eyes and the spit in my face. It took me by surprise, I licked my lips trying to taste Jose’s spit. I wanted every bit of juice from him I could. He pulled his cock out of my hole, placed his face really close, pushing my ass forward this this hands. He lined up his mouth to my hole, just inches away and spit. I could feel the spit hit my hole, over and over. He spit on my hole at least three times. Quickly he moved, lined up his cock with my spit covered hole and drove it in deep. I moaned loudly. “Ooooh you like that?” Jose asked. He pulled out and drove in deep again, repeating this over and over. Getting punched fucked by his uncut cock was amazing. His balls slapped at my ass and back. I grabbed my legs to hold them forward, keeping my ass in the air. I wanted to stay in this position, but Jose had other ideas. He pulled his cock out of my ass, slapped it hard and moved off the bed. He pushed my legs down then ordered: “Get on your stomach!” I complied. He climbed on my back, using his legs he parted my own, allowing him access to my hole. His cock was so hard that he just pushed and it hit home. Sliding into my waiting hole. He dropped his body weight on me, slid his arm around my neck putting me into a choke hold. I could feel his hips grinding into, pushing his cock deeper and deeper. His hot breathe was on the side of my face. He pulled back his cock by lifting his ass in the air. I would have given anything to be able to see his ass going up and down as he drove his dick into me. His crotch slapped against my ass. With each slapped of my ass and the driving of his dick deep into my hole, his choke hold got a little tighter. His breathe was hot in my ear. I could tell he was going close as his breathe was getting shallow. The up and down movement of his ass moving his cock in and out of my ass was getting faster and faster. His poz load was edging closer and closer to spitting out of this foreskin cover cock. He pushed his dick deep inside of me, pressing his crotch to my ass. “Injecting my poison” he whispered. I couldn’t feel his cum shooting and figured he was oozing his thick cream in. He kept pushing in, even thought his cock couldn’t get any deeper. I think it was to pull the foreskin back exposing his head and piss slit in my ass. “That should help keep you conversion going” Doc said from the doorway, slowly stroking his massive cock, that was sticking out of his open fly, with his balls hanging low in front of his pants. “Good job Jose” Jose pulled out of me, jumped around and kneeled at my head. He lifted his slowly softening cock to my lips, pulling back the foreskin. I instantly stuck my tongue out and licked around his exposed cock head. I slipped my tongue inside his foreskin, digging for any cum that could be hiding there. He pushed his soft cock into my mouth until I was sniffing his crotch hair. “Only gave one injection, Doc” “It’s okay Jose, please head back to the clinic. We can have our patient here come in for a check up and you can inject him again” Doc said. “Si” With that Jose got dressed and left. Leaving naked, soaking wet from sweat, shivering from the cold, aching on my bed with my ass up in the air. “Do I get an injection from you Doc?”

John got out of the hottub and I started to follow but was held back by Paulo kneeling on the edge around the hottub. John told me to stay there and open my mouth wide and forced my head down on his cock as beer and X piss poured out of his cock on my suprised face, hair, ears and eventually I realized what was going on and opened my mouth opened to get most of his piss down my throat until til piss was erupting out of my mouth and down my hairy chest. Perched on the edge of the tub gave Paulo and idea and the opportunity to put his cock deep in my ass to fuck I thought. Little did I know as I soon felt the warmth of his piss mixing with John's cum as he rubbed my ass and legs. I thought a couple of times that he was done but he must have been saving up hiss piss all day for me. The scene was so hot all I could do was moan and groan letting the tops know their pig was happy. Oink, oink. With all of that piss in my ass and down my throat, I started feeling like I was going to piss too but didn't until I next stepped out of the tub and started pissing all over myself as piss came out of my cock and ass and pooled on the ground. Both John and Paulo smiled and laughed as they rubbed it all into my skin like it was tanning lotion or something. I then followed John who had grabbed my by my cock and balls to his open air outdoor shower and all three of us got in and started soaping up feeling blasts of cool water all over our bodies. It was a pretty big outdoor shower with lots of room to move around as still horny I dropped the soap a couple of times to suck each of the guys cocks. After toweling off, all three of us got into a big hammock. I kept squirming around trying to get settled even as the X was wearing down. Noticing this both John and Paulo got an evil grin on their face as they proceeded to turn me on my side with Paulo's sticking his hard cock in my ass and John's cock firmly down my throat. I knew if there was more piss in either of them I would not waste a drop of it. As the sun started to fade, we all grabbed our towels and started to head inside for some more fun... (more later)

Hitting the bottom step I watched as both guys dropped their shorts and climbed into the hottub. Now I remember him better with his huge cock swinging between his legs although his friend was even more wellhung than he was. My only thought was could I take it that big? Thinking back as I stood there staring into space I was remembering all of the cocks I had taken, calculating in my mind the width and girth of each one not realizing that I was starting to sport wood in my shorts until I took them off at the side of the hottub to smiles from both guys. The tub was a good 104 degrees and perfect on this unusually chilly Spring day. John, my friend, helped me into the tub almost sitting on his hot Puerto Rican friend Paulo who proceeded to probe my ass with his hands under the bubbles. John reached into a cooler chest by the side of the hottub and produced three cans of beer - PBR, and passed them around, I laughed as I knew I was in the country now. He also passed around three tabs of X which I needed at that point as they both could tell I was pretty nervous. I try to keep in shape but next to these guys I was the fat kid that nobody chose on their sports team. I also am hairy, I mean like an ape, chest, back, ass, you name it. They were smooth and muscled all over but I felt better once they both started rubbing my hairy pecs and more assplay. I watched as John and Paulo started making out - kissing at first and then deep throat tongue fucking the more they did. I was fascinated as I watched and drank more and more of my beer. They eventually relaxed and settled back in two seperate corners of the tub watching me and drinking their beer like I was a cornered animal about to be pounced on. I watched as each guy started stroking their cock under the water finishing my beer. John told me to help myself so I eased out of the water and reached behind him to get another beer out of the cooler. That is when he made his move and grabbed waist to sit me straight down on his hard cock and then proceeded to fuck me from below as Paulo moved closer to watch. I started to scream at the pain in my ass and that is when Paulo stood up in the tub and shoved his hot uncut cock down my throat and started pumping. I was getting cock in both ends, being spitroasted in the hottub and eventually bred in both ends. Even after they finished I tried to get more and more cock down my throat and up my ass until they both came a second time. I really was a horny pig. We sat there content for the longest time drinking more and more beer, laughing, touching, kissing and playing until John announced he needed to piss bad... (more later)...

Fresh out of high school, cruising around late at night in my small southern hometown I saw something that turned me on in a way nothing had before. This was all before the internet but I had heard that guys hung around the clock tower at night. Who and what they did was left up in the air but in my mind I had to find out. I would drive up the hill and circle around but never saw anything or anyone. It didn’t stop me from going back though and one night as I rounded the tower I saw a man standing there. I quickly drove the loop again but this time I didn’t see anyone. Another loop and then another and then I saw him again. A black man standing just in the shadows and he was completely naked. Another quick drive around the loop and as I approached I saw him again. He was truly naked standing at the base of the clock tower mostly in the shadows but I could tell he was stroking his cock. I quickly parked and walked around the base of the clock tower. I was scared and excited and it was like electricity was jumping off me. There was a door at the far side of the tower and it was pushed open and I saw him in there stroking his cock. I stopped and watched and then he motioned me in. At the time it felt like the bravest thing I ever did walking in there. He was college aged and solid like a football player. My eyes were on that cock. It was cut and big, bigger than I had ever seen in person before. I reached out and stroked it as he leaned in to kiss me. Then his hands were on my shoulders and he was pushing me to my knees and that cock in my mouth. He moaned as I licked and sucked that big black cock of his. He had some poppers and had me sniff them and then he bent me over and licked my ass. He grabbed my cheeks and spread them wide as he buried his tongue in my ass. The poppers, this hot naked black man, and the whole situation had me so excited I could hardly stand it. He handed me the poppers and said take more and I felt the head of the biggest cock I had ever seen in person rubbing against my hole. He teased a bit but then he forced that big black cock into me and kept going until I had every blessed inch. He fucked like only the young do—hard and rough. I knew I was just a hole for him and that turned me on even more. He grabbed my hips and plowed into me over and over. He was hitting spots inside me that were making my legs weak and shake. As his strokes increased I knew he was getting close and with a final hard shove he buried that big black cock—biggest cock I had ever seen in person—into me and unloaded what felt like a gallon of cum. He pulled out fingered my ass a bit and brought some of his load to my lips and kissed me. Then he was gone. I was standing there half naked, late at night, ass dripping cum and the biggest fucking smile. I never saw him—or anyone—at the clock tower after that but I always make the loop when I am back in town and remember the black man that gave one of the best experiences ever.

264...that's a stroll down memory lane...with a few things to add in for the future.

Mark and I were still sneaking around and it was always, 100% of the time hot. I would still go over to Mark and Danny’s and have 3ways and there was a lot of flirting between Danny and I at work but it was the times with Mark that really got me going. Taking his big, thick, poz cock was something I was getting very addicted to and he never passed up an opportunity to sneak away to meet me. They both told me the 3ways had improved their sex lives but they didn’t broadcast what we did to anyone else. To everyone else they were the happy monogamous couple it was only I who knew that other freaky side of them. I knew how Danny liked to watch his boyfriend fuck poz loads into me and I knew every square inch of Mark and just how to work load after poz load out of him. We had been fooling around for almost a year on and off when they had a party for Danny’s birthday. I got there early to help set up and met one of Mark’s friends for the first time. His name was Diego and he had this compact wrestler’s build and one firm round ass. We were in charge of setting up the drink area and we freely helped ourselves all afternoon and as the day progressed so did the flirting, which led to touching and kissing and then flat out groping. I saw Mark watching us a few times but he would always look busy when he saw me looking. Once the party was in full swing people were everywhere and Diego and I were horned up from the build up all afternoon. I grabbed his hand and took him upstairs into the extra bedroom and by the time the door shut we were pressed together in one amazing kiss. I had been feeling his cock but I was ready to get my hands on it. I dropped to my knees and undid his pants and freed his cock. And what a cock it was. A good 7 inches cut but on his short compact frame it looked massive. I leaned in and sucked one of his balls into my mouth and then licked my way from the base of his cock to the head. I licked and sucked up and down his cock until his hands found my head and pushed my mouth down on him. He held my head as he fucked his cock into my mouth hitting the back of my throat and then holding me down on him until I almost couldn’t take it. Then he pushed me over to the bed working my pants off and then he was sucking me deep into his throat. It felt great but I wanted that ass of his. I had him lie on his stomach and spread his cheeks and buried my face in them. I licked and sucked his hole slipping first one then two fingers into him. I got on my knees behind him and rubbed my cock on his hole slowly pushing the head of my rock hard cock into him only to pull out and do it all over again. Finally I couldn’t take it anymore and rammed my cock into him. He arched his back and pushed his hips back to meet my thrusts as I fucked him. That ass truly was made to be fucked and I took full advantage of it. We were both buzzed enough from all the drinking we had done that we were fucking rougher and then he turned his head and said I want to fuck you. Hell yeah! We switched places and Diego was licking my hole and then sliding into me. Once he got all the way in he started to fuck and fuck hard. He never let up. His hips were banging into mine and we were both moaning as he blasted his load into me. We straightened ourselves up and he snuck back downstairs and I told him I would meet him in a few minutes so no one would suspect what we had been off doing. When I opened the door to leave Mark was standing there. He just looked at me then walked over and as he pushed the bedroom door closed behind him he leaned into me kissed my neck and asked if I had fucked Diego. I told him we fucked each other and Mark pulled out his cock and wrapped my hand around it and asked who had the bigger cock him or Diego. I truthfully told him his was bigger. He asked who fucked better and again I told him it was him. He pushed me to the bed and pulled down my pants as he knelt behind me and slid a finger into my hole working it around in the load Diego left in me. Mark spread my cheeks and ate my hole sucking Diego’s load out of me and then kissing me with it. Then he had me suck his cock and using Diego’s load and some spit for lube he fucked that big thick poz cock into me. His boyfriend’s birthday party going on downstairs but he needed to fuck me. He told me he shouldn’t be jealous but he was and he took the anger out on my ass. Mark and I have fucked so many times but never like that. He was forcing his cock into me and pounding me like he hated me. Soon he added his poz load into me and the pounding he gave my prostate caused me to shoot one huge load without ever touching my cock. He pulled me into a hug and we kissed and kissed. That was one of the most amazing fucks ever. It was fueled by jealousy, a bit of anger and the need to dominate. We snuck back to the party no one knowing the birthday boys boyfriend had fucked yet another poz load deep into me.

I met Rusty several years ago at the gym in the steam room. He was on the shorter side, very skinny, pale skinned with strawberry blond hair. He also had a cock that even when soft looked huge on his small frame. One night I walked in the steam room and found him laying on the upper level his legs spread and that amazing cock just hanging there. We were the only one there that late and as I undid my towel and let it fall his hands went to his cock and started rubbing. It wasn’t long before I leaned over and felt his cock hanging over his balls. I was surprised to find him rock hard, all those times I thought he had a huge cock when soft actually he was hard walking around, only his cock didn’t stick up when hard it hung down heavy and full. I wasted no time and sucked his cock all the way into my throat. Rusty has the type of cock perfect for sucking, long and thick at the base but tapering down towards the head. I sucked his cock and pulled on his balls with one hand and inched my fingers to his hole with the other. He spread his legs and gave me full access to every part of him. I was pulling his cheeks apart and licking his hole when he climbed down, got on the floor between my legs and started sucking my cock. He had me leaking pre-cum in no time. We stood up and I bent down to kiss him my hands finding his ass again telling him I wanted to fuck him. He moaned and turned around bracing his hands on the wall and sticking his ass out for me. My cock and his hole were already slick with spit and sweat from the steam and I teased his entrance for a bit but when I finally popped the head of my cock in he pushed back hard and suddenly I was balls deep in him. He tensed and we both stood still as his hole relaxed around my cock. We quickly found a rhythm and our bodies were slapping together in the darkened steam as my cock bottomed out in his hole over and over. We could hear a few guys in the locker room, and one guy did go into the sauna which is directly across from the steam room but no one interrupted us. The fuck was exciting because we were doing it somewhere so public and the idea that we might be caught was a turn on but also knowing I was fucking this little guy, this big dicked bottom really had me going. My hands on his hips I was pulling him back on my cock slow and steady. Then I reached around and stroked his cock for awhile as he told me to fuck his slutty hole. We changed positions and I sat on the bench as he climbed over me and sank down on me impaling himself over and over again on my cock. I asked if he liked my big, raw cock in his slutty hole and he quickened the pace and fucked himself faster. Soon I knew we were both going to cum and as I bucked my hips up he slammed himself down on my cock and soon I was shooting a huge load into him. Once he made sure he had my entire load he stood over me and jacked his load onto my face as I fingered his cum filled hole. He leaned down and licked his load off of my face and kissed me with it and then got on his knees again and licked my cock clean. The combination of the fuck and the heat from the steam had us barely able to move. We got up and showered to cool off and he told me he really needed that. I smiled and said I was glad to help anytime. He reached over and grabbed my cock and stroked it as I leaned over and kissed him again. He had me hard enough to slip back in his hole which is exactly what we did right there in the shower area where anyone could walk in on. Afterwards we talked and we both admitted we loved bareback sex, cock, and cum. I said I only fucked BB and while I wasn’t chasing specifically I wasn’t scared of it either and he admitted he was actively chasing HIV. He wanted to be converted and pozzed up. For about a year we would hook up when we saw each other at the gym and be look out for the other if needed. I watched him suck and get sucked many times and joined in quite a few as well. One memorable time was with a poz older black guy with a nice sized dick. I kept watch for them but as that black cock sank into Rusty's pale hole I couldn't help myself and had to lick that big, black, poz dick as it slide in and out of him. Then suddenly he moved to another state and I heard from a mutual friend he had a big religious conversion and had changed his ways. I hope he is happy wherever he is.

Since no-one else has mentioned it, there are a couple of contra-indications for poppers: if you're on any medication for blood pressure issues, be careful with them (they were originally used for angina), and be careful too if you're using viagra or similar as those drugs work by messing with blood pressure. What I do is to take just a small sniff to start with and gradually increase how much I'm using and if anything doesn't feel "quite right" I take that as a sign that I've gone too far.

I was working some later hours for a friend who needed to be off. I was the only nurse in the department and when the OR staff brought the patient out he was yelling and in obvious pain. I knew the hospital was full and I would have to keep this patient longer than usual so quickly worked on making him comfortable. After some pain medicine he started to relax but it also made him very talkative. He asked about his scar and I told him where the surgical site was and how big the dressing was. Even though it was on his back I pulled up his gown and showed him about where it was on his stomach. I made sure to brush his cock which looked very plump. He started talking about manscaping and how he shaved his stomach and his balls—which I had already noticed as I watched him squeeze his cock. He started talking about would he be able to walk, would he be able to do this and that and then he got quiet and tearful. I asked what was wrong and he said he was worried that his dick wouldn’t work anymore because he couldn’t get hard and that he loved sex and that he was 44 but he has to have a lot of sex and with all the pain and now the surgery he was worried. I rubbed his stomach and talked with him until he calmed down then I slid my hand lower and rubbed his cock. He moaned and seemed to relax so I continued. And said we should put his worries to rest and get him hard. I asked what usually gets him hard and he told me he loved to get head. I had one hand on his balls rolling them around while I stroked his cock which was getting thicker and longer. I asked if I should suck him some to see if it would get him the rest of the way hard and before he answered I leaned over and sucked him all the way in. I pulled up and worked my tongue around the head and felt him get thicker. I sucked for a few minutes and when I had him full hard I stopped and stroked him and told him he had no need to worry anymore about getting a hard on. He reached down and jacked himself off while I watched and encouraged him. I asked what turned him on and he told me of some of the things he had done. That he had been with guys and they gave better head and he loved head. Giving and getting. I took his hand and placed it on my cock and as I stroked him he stroked me as we talked about what turned us on. I would occasionally lean over and suck him. He reached around and felt my ass and said he wished he could fuck me. I had been thinking the same thing. Since it was late and he was stuck in the recovery room until they found a room for him I knew no one would come by and check on us so I gave him some more pain meds and lubed up his cock with some surgical jelly and climbed on the bed. I straddled his hips and lowered my ass to the head of his cock and I told him to not move and let me take him. I squatted down and felt the head of that thick, fat cock push into me. I took a second to get used to it then slowly sank down on him taking everything he had. He was moaning and had his hands on my hips guiding me up and down his length. He told me he cums quick sometimes but with the meds he was lasting longer than he thought. I rode that cock until he told me he was going to cum talking the whole time about how much he needed this. I milked his cock until I felt him blast his load in my ass and then I slow fucked myself on him until I felt him start to get soft. He fell asleep soon after. He was not kidding when he said he was a sex fiend I sat there with his load in my ass and watched him play with himself all night. I sucked him off in the morning before I was able to take him up to a room. He is a patient I will never forget.

I had a patient request me to recover them after surgery recently. I had recovered this particular patient a few months ago when he had surgery to place a penile implant. We had talked and flirted at that time. I had seen him and his younger bf around town a few times and we had become friendly. This day he was having a relatively minor procedure and as he woke up the flirting started again. He is a black man in his mid 60s a bit over 6’ tall and around 250 pounds. I asked him how the penile implant was working out and he told me he and his bf both loved it. His bf is in his late 30s, just under 6’ and about 200 pounds. He told me his dick got so hard now and he could cum multiple times. He asked if I wanted to see it and of course I said yes. He pushed the button in his groin and his dick slowly got bigger and bigger. His dick was long when soft but damn when it got hard it was huge. I reached over and felt it and said I know his bf loves that big black dick as I slowly stroked it. He told me he had enough big black dick for both me and his bf if I was interested. Of course I was interested. A few weeks later I went over to their place and it was not long before I had 2 big black cocks to play with. The older guy was strictly top but his bf was vers like me. The older guy watched his bf and I suck each other and then he guided my cock into his bfs hole. He then fucked my mouth while I fucked his bf. The bf and I kept switching off fucking each other all the while the older guy was telling us how hot we looked, how much he was going to fuck us. He did this thing where he would lick my cock as it went in and out of his bfs hole which was amazing. Then he lined up behind his bf and fucked him hard and rough, every stroke driving his bfs dick deeper into me. Me on my back legs wrapped around the bf while the older guy plowed away. Soon the older guy wanted to fuck me and I was glad his bf had loosened me up first because he rammed that big black dick home in one quick deep push. I saw stars for a second and then he started to really fuck my hole. I sucked his bf again and loved feeling those 2 black dicks filling me up. One of the best moments was when the older guy and I doubled fucked his bf. Feeling that hole stretch to take us both and seeing the look on his face as he took us both was incredible. We shared load after load of cum together that night. I was there for a bit over 3 hours and can say that either my cock was in one of them or one (or both) of theirs were in me for the majority of that time. I left drained and exhausted with their loads in and on me and a huge satisfied smile.

PART THREE As Eric started sending out his mass text Matt helped me too my feet, took me by the hand and led me out of the kitchen. I could feel cum dripping from my ass and running down my leg as I walked into a spacious dinning room that adjoined the kitchen. We turned down a short hall way and Matt opened a door that lead to a staircase heading down to a basement. Leading the way Matt flipped on the lights and headed down stairs. I gasped, the basement was nothing like the rest of the modern but conservative house. The walls were all painted black, and the floor was polished concrete with a drain in the middle of the room. Hanging from the ceiling by silver chain was a black leather sling, just next to the door was a strange waist high bench with restraints attached to it’s four legs. All over three of the walls were pictures of naked men. Some were just posing but others were mid-fuck, there were even some close ups of cock sliding into bare asses that made my hole tingle to look at. The far wall though was a massive shelving unit which held sex toys of every sort the number of dildos alone was staggering. Matt wrapped his arms around me from behind and whispered, “Where gonna have some fun with you tonight boy.” His once again hard cock was pressing against my cum dripping hole, “It’s not every day that a cute little otter like you gets his cherry popped and learns he can’t live without cock.” He tweaked my nipples and lead me over to the bench, bending me over so that my arms landed right where the restraints on the legs were. It suddenly made sense; this bench was a fuck bench to turn a man into just an upturned hole to be used. This time however, Matt did not strap me down, but instead just slid his cocking to my eager hole. He bottomed out and I felt his balls against mine and then he leaned forward so that he could keep whispering in my ear as he deep fucked me. “After I breed your sweet sweet hole again I’m gonna strap you up in the sling for the night. I want you to be able to see what’s coming at your hole while my friends use you. They’ll really teach you how to be a good little cum dump. Then if you still want more, we’ll strap you to this bench and point your ass at the door and let anyone who wants to come over and sink their cock into your wet cunt.” I moaned as Matt picked up his pace. “You know I could tell from those pictures that Eric sent me of you with his cock all the way down your throat that you were a cockslut even if you didn’t know it then. You haven’t even touched your cock this whole time. You know that your cock means nothing when a real man’s dick is in the room.” He started to slam into me harder, I whimpered my agreement, “Your body is meant for men to use, your holes for getting them off. You know that now don’t you boy?” “Yes,” I agreed breathlessly. “By the time you leave here tonight your hole will never be a tight little pucker again, you’ll always be ready for a real man to sink his cock into your spunk hole, and you will thank me for it.” He was hammering away now, punctuating his words with deep slams of his cock. I pushed my ass back against his cock trying to swallow more of it. “You had better keep these four loads in your hole boy, cause it’s all the lube you’re getting tonight.” Matt slammed harder and harder, his breathing becoming ragged, “Ready for another load cumdump?” “YES, BREED MY HOLE! I NEED YOUR SPUNK,” I screamed. “That’s a good bitch.” His cock pulsed violently in my hole and he slammed home, dumping his cum deep inside of me for the second time in a hour. This load felt even bigger then the first and the glorious worth that radiated from his cum filled my entire body. Slowly he pulled out and muttered, “Stay there cunt.” I lay on the fuck bench with my cum filled ass in the air as Matt walked away to the far wall and picked something up off the shelf. When he returned I felt something new pressing against my hole. “Open up and take this plug so that none of those loads fall out of your wet pussy boy.” I relaxed my hole and relished the feeling of the thick plug sliding home till it locked in my ass sealing in Matt and Eric’s loads. “Alright, let’s get you in the sling then.” Matt helped me up and half led half carried me to the sling where he hoisted me up locking my arms and legs in place. He smiled at me, laying there with my legs spread wide strapped to the sling and my hole exposed to anyone who walked down into the basement. “Fuck that’s a hot furry cunt,” Eric said, coming down the stairs, “You dumped another load in him didn’t you?” He said teasingly to Matt. “Well you got two off in his new spunk hole so why shouldn’t I?” “True. You’re gonna love what I have planned for you boy,” Eric came over to the sling and gave a slight pull on the plug, “By the end of tonight, this thing won’t even stay in your ass you’ll be so loose and sloppy.” Somewhere else in the house the doorbell rang.