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I was in Honolulu a few days ago for work. Early in the afternoon I placed an ad on Craigslist, stating that I was going to unlock my hotel room door, close the draperies, turn off the lights and take all anonymous loads that walked into my room. In addition to getting emails directly from CL, I had posted my KIK address and had hidden my cell number into the ad. As soon as my ad appeared, I started getting responses. The first guy was a young str8 kid that said he was nearby. He told me that he wanted the room dark. An eye mask or something tied over my eyes. He wanted me on my knees and wanted me to suck him off. But, he didn't want to be seen. I told him I had a sleep mask. I would do as he asked. I'd be on my knees with the sleep mask over my eyes. I gave him my room number, and within 5 minutes, I heard the door open, close and his zipper was being unzipped in front of me. I opened my mouth and he put his soft cock into my mouth. I sucked on his cock as it slowly hardened in my mouth. Soon, he backed up and sat on the edge of the bed. He guided me over to him and I continued to suck on him. Then he removed his pants and underwear giving me better access to his cock and balls. I licked his balls and licked under his balls. "Will you lick my ass? I've never been rimmed." he said. I lifted his legs and licked his hole. He moaned loudly and lifted his knees to his chest. I licked and flicked my tongue across his young, straight hole. I gave him about 5 minutes of mouth to ass pleasure, then went back to licking and sucking on his balls. Then wrapped my lips around his cock again. By now, he was so turned on, he soon was filling my mouth with his hot load of cum. In true str8 boy fashion, he quickly got up. Put his pants and shoes back on and was out the door in less than a minute. I checked my messages and had several more responses. I messaged both of them. The first response was from a young black guy in his mid 20's that was staying in the same hotel. He told me he was str8 and with his girlfriend. She was out shopping and he wanted to come to my room. He also wanted it completely dark, my ass up on the bed, my face buried in the pillow. He didn't want me to see him. I gave him my room number and told him to push the door open, I'd be on the bed as he asked. He said he'd be at my room in 2 or 3 minutes. The other guy said he was 20 minutes away. I gave him my room number and told him to just push on the door and come in when he got here. I positioned myself on my knees, on the edge of the bed, my ass facing the door. As he said, in just a few minutes I heard the door open and close. I felt his finger rub my asshole as I heard him pull his cock from his zippered pants. He spit on my hole a couple of times and spit on his cock. Then he pushed up into me in one quick thrust. I had no idea who or what he looked like. His cock felt fairly large, but not too thick. But, he was truly hard as a rock. That's one thing I really love about young top guys. Their cocks get hard as steel. He slapped my ass a few times as he pounded me. I tried to milk his cock with my ass as he fucked me. After about 5 or 6 minutes of his fucking me, he now grabbed me around the waist and slammed deeply into me. Soon he grunted a couple of times as he filled my ass with it's first load of the day. As soon as he came, he pulled from me, zipped up and was out my door. I tried to catch a glance of him as he was leaving my room, but all I could see was a guy wearing a hoodie sweatshirt exiting my room. I checked my messages and there was a message from one of my "former regulars" that fucked me a lot when I used to travel to Honolulu on a regular basis. I gave him my room number. He said he'd be there within the hour. Just as I finished replying to my "former fuck buddy" I heard my room door open. I quickly assumed my position on the edge of the bed. I soon felt someone feeling up my ass and feeling my wet hole. He slapped his cock against my hole a few times as he stroked his cock to harden it. Then he pushed his cock up into me. The load of cum the black kid put in me left me well lubed for his cock to slide deeply into me. He fucked me for a few minutes, then pulled from me and completely removed his shorts and underwear. Then slammed back up into me and resumed fucking me. He soon pushed me further up on the bed and put me in several positions. He finally had me on my side as he laid behind me and fucked me hard and deep. It wasn't until he had cum inside me and began to dress that I got a view of him. He looked like he was in his mid 40's. He had a military haircut and when he began to dress, he was putting on green boxers, like the Army guys wear. He also had dog tags on. So, obviously he was a soldier at the local Army base. Soon after the soldier had left, my former fuck buddy came into the room. He completely undressed and I began to suck him to get him hard. Once he was fully hard, I asked him to fuck me. He put his face up to my ass and licked my hole. "Damn, Dave", you've got some cum in you, already", he said. "Yup! Two loads, actually", I said. He hungrily licked my hole and tried to eat as much cum from my hole as he could get. Then he put his cock to my hole and slid up into me. He fucked me doggy style for a few minutes, then he told me to get on my back and he fucked me in that position for awhile. When he was ready to cum he pulled out of me and told me to open my mouth. He began to spray his cum all over my face, chest and into my mouth. He had quite a large load to cover me with. He came, dressed and was out my door in just a few minutes. I checked messages again and had 2 new messages. There was a message from a young guy. He said he was nearby and wanted to seed my hole. I gave him my room number and he said he'd be there in about 5 minutes. The second message was from the black guy that had fucked me an hour earlier. He said he enjoyed the fuck and if I wanted a second load from him, he could come now. I messaged him back and told him I had someone coming over now to fuck me. I told him he could come now and share my ass with the other guy. Or he could wait a bit. It was up to him. But, I told him the door was still unlocked, just come in and fuck me. True to his word, the young kid showed up. I sucked him till he was hard, then I climbed onto the edge of the bed and he began to fuck me. While he was fucking me the door opened again and I assumed it was the black guy again. The kid fucking me pulled out of me and I could hear him sucking on the black guys cock. Then I heard the black guy tell the kid to get off his cock, he wanted to fuck me. I felt the black guys familiar cock slide back up into me. Again, he was slapping my ass as he fucked. I could hear the kid sucking on the black guys nipples as he fucked me. I couldn't see any of this, but it was a turn on knowing that the two guys were both turned on. The black guy fucked me about 10 minutes, before he groaned again and filled me with his second load. He pulled from me and I felt the young kid slide his shorter, but very thick and hard cock up into me. As the kid began to fuck me, I heard the black guy leaving my room. The young kid was really turned on and he only took a few minutes of fucking me, before he was moaning and unloaded his balls deep into me. By now, I was hungry and getting tired. I removed my ad from Craigslist and headed out to get something to eat and then came back to the hotel to take a nap. After those fucks, I slept well for a few hours, dreaming of the unseen cocks that had filled my ass the previous few hours.

This happened quite a few years ago now and was one of my horniest experiences as well as one of the most significant in my progression to fucking bareback. I had come out of a long term relationship about a year before and, after a period of practising safe sex, had begun to fuck bareback more often. I was just seriously thinking that maybe I should go back to using condoms to protect myself when this experience happened and I enjoyed it so much that I knew there would be no turning back. I was spending a few days in Berlin with my sister and my niece and one afternoon we went for a walk through the Tiergarten, a massive park in the centre of Berlin. I had read on line that it was quite a rampant cruising ground but didn't really expect anything to be going on during the day. As we walked through, however, I could see quite a few guys who definitely looked as if they were there to cruise - nothing blatant but I began to wonder if it was active there during the day too. When I got back to my hotel I checked it out on line and found that it was supposed to be quite cruisy during the day too. The next day I had a few hours to myself in the early evening and, feeling horny, decided to check it out. It was still light and just starting to get dark when I entered the park. I wandered around for a while and didn't see anything but then as I got deeper in I saw quite a few guys cruising and knew that I had found the right area. Very much to my surprise, I got cruised by a young black guy who looked to be in his mid twenties and soon I was following him off the path and into the woods. He was wearing low slung jeans and I could see the top of his pants and his arse crack. He had a really fit arse and I felt myself getting even hornier. I followed him into a clearing and when we got there another guy was already there leaning against a tree. He was maybe mid 30s, stocky, wearing a sweatshirt and work trousers which were splashed with paint and plaster and I noticed the logo of a construction company on his sweatshirt. The three of us stood there for a minute looking at each other and I could feel the sexual tension in the air. The young black guy made the first move, coming over to me and feeling up my cock through my trousers. The builder lad moved in and soon we all had our pants down and our cocks out. Again it was the black guy who made the first move as he bent over and began to suck my cock. It felt incredibly good - he certainly knew what he was doing and it was just what I needed. The builder lad was fingering the black guy's arse as he sucked me and after a while the black guy started sucking him. I moved round and began to feel the black guy's arse. Meeting no resistance, I pulled his jeans and pants right down and got down behind him. I pulled his arse cheeks apart and stuck my tongue up his hole. This was turning out way better than anything I had imagined and I could feel myself getting close so I got up and went round to where the builder lad was still being sucked. The black guy then took my cock in this mouth and the builder lad went round behind him and began to finger his arse again. He was pushing a couple of fingers up him and I realised he must have been lubing him up as he then positioned himself behind the black guy and pushed his cock right up his arse. The black guy groaned and kept sucking me as the builder guy began to fuck him. I watched them fuck for a while and then I looked up and realised we were being watched. A young lad who looked no more than 18 or 19 was standing half hidden by a bush watching intently as the black guy was being fucked. I motioned to him to join us but he didn't move. I went round and watched the builder lad's bare cock moving in and out the black guy's arse. He fucked him for a while and then pulled out and motioned to me to take his place. Despite my recent thoughts about starting to use condoms again I didn't hesitate. I pulled the black guy's cheeks apart, lined up my bare cock, and pushed it right up his arse. As I did so I noticed that the young lad had moved a bit closer. Even thought the black guy had already been fucked, his hole was quite tight and I enjoyed every minute of fucking him. I looked up again and saw that the young lad had now joined us. He was standing close to the builder lad and I saw that his jeans and his white Tom Tailor underpants were down at his knees and as I watched the builder lad took hold of his cock and began to wank him. I carried on fucking the black guy as the builder lad got down and began to suck the young lad's cock. I was really close to cumming now but didn't want this to end so I pulled out and the builder lad took my place as I went down to suck the young lad's cock. The builder lad fucked for while and then he too pulled out and motioned to the young lad to take over. I didn't think he would but he moved forward, pushed his trousers and pants right down, pushed his cock up the black guy and began to fuck him. He was a very good looking young lad, and I hadn't felt so turned on for a long time as I watched him fuck the black guy. The fact that none of us had used a condom was even more of a turn on - my evening stroll was turning into a bareback fuck fest! The young lad didn't last very long and after a while he threw his head back and pushed his cock right up the black guy and I knew he was shooting his load up him. As soon as the young lad pulled out he disappeared and I pushed my cock up the black guy and after just four or five thrusts I added my load to the young lad's. I then watched as the builder lad took over the fucking and and he too unloaded up the black guy. When he pulled out the black guy bent over and I assumed he was going to pull up his pants, but instead he squatted down and pushed and a load of cum spurted out his arse, followed by another load and then another. I was really turned on watching him push our loads out and suspected from the amount of cum he pushed out that he might have had more than just three loads up him. It was about a year later when I was back in Berlin and cruising the Tiergarten late at night that I encountered the young lad again. He walked past me on the path and I recognised him straight away. A little later I came across him again. This time he was bent over, pants down, being fucked hard from behind by a stocky skinhead as another guy watched and wanked. I watched until the guy shot his load and pulled out and the other guy took his place. As I had hoped, neither of them used a condom. I never got a chance to fuck the young lad myself as he pulled up his pants and wandered off when the second guy shot his load up him, but I was pleased to see that the shy young lad had now moved on to taking bareback loads in the woods.

Part 20 A few night later Matt showed the video of the boys to Steve. Steve knew the guy who hosted these partied main business was having his boys perform on camera. They had an agreement that they never tried int the other's line of business without consulting the other before. Steve knew that his friend rented his boys out on rare occasions and only to their 'fans' who paid to make their fantasy come true. Steve had always wanted a couple 'performance' boys to do live sex shows at private parties. He thought the idea of the twins working for him like that was a perfect idea. Since Matt discovered the talent he had rights to them as per their agreement. He called his buddy to discuss this before having Matt retrieve the twins for a private meeting where they'd get an offer they wouldn't refuse. Matt knew exactly how to contact the twins without drawing attention. He knew that they like to go on a run every night. He took Bam Bam and they waited down the block his Bam Bam car knowing the twins would stop to talk. After they left the party the twins were so out of the closet. The twins got in the back of Bam Bam's car and began to make out which progressed into cock sucking and ending with them fucking. The twins thanked the two men who helped them out of their shell. Matt told them, "Don't thank us yet. We can show you a lot more if you're interested." The twins were excited at the chance for these college men to teach them more and that's when they told Matt about their nightly run since their father wouldn't let them have cell phones. Upon seeing the car the twins made a quick stop at the open window and leaned in to hear what Matt had to say. Matt asked them when they would be able to get away for a night like they had that previous weekend. The twins looked at each other knowing that their parents had a wedding to go to that up coming weekend and they would be home alone from Thursday through Monday. Matt asked, "You think you could skip school on Friday?" to which the twins replied, "No problem." Matt told them to be ready after school and arranged a place to pick them up. The weekend quickly came and soon the twins were brought over to Steve's. They had no idea what was really planed for them they night as they were taken to the basement basement where they were allowed to shower and clean up (an out) as the final 'preparations' for the weekend were made. When the twins were ready they rejoined both only in their underwear, a now naked Matt and Bam Bam who had a naked Robbie with them. The twins quickly shucked what little they had in upon seeing their naked hosts before being shown the play area that was well equipped with a number of items that intrigued the twins. One thing they recognized were the two slings hanging in the middle of the room. They were then asked what they had been up to all week at home. The twins could hardly contain themselves as they confessed to fucking when ever they could with their parents in the next room while the three college men were already blowing clouds as Matt asked, "You just kissed and fucked? What but sucking cock?" With the twins staring at the pipe they admitted they had thought about that but liked fucking more. Matt told "It's time you learn" as the pipe was now being passed between the twins as Robbie dropped to his knees and directed the twins to join him as he began to suck Matt's cock first (since he is not as big as his boyfriend, Bam Bam) taking the rod into his throat a couple times before switching to Bam Bam's cock which he had no problem deep throating his monster cock. The whole time the twins were watching they were blowing some impressive clouds. After some instruction it was time for the twins to try sucking both cocks. Knowing this was (possibly/probably) not easy for them to accomplish, they wanted to see them try. After only being able to get the cock to the back of their throats it was time for Plan B. That's where Robbie really was going to fit in with his smaller cock. They then had the twins start taking sucking on Robbie and soon they were deep throating him with ease. Then the twins moved onto taking turns sucking each other since they each seemed to have bigger cocks them Robbie, but not nearly what Matt and Bam Bam were packing. The plan here was mostly Steve's with the idea of getting them into sucking each other for an audience making suggestions they took turns sucking each other. Once the Matt was satisfied that the twins had found a 'new hobby' to occupy their time he figured it was going to take a little more to get them to swallow cum. It was time for a little G before the twins were going to be shown the finer points of swallowing. They were each given a cup of G laced cola and tole to drink it all down as they continued to play with each other as the 3 college men watched. As the action continued they were prompted as to what they should do as the G took effect. The audience grew as the action between the twins continued until it was clear that they were going to need more 'chemical' courage. When Steve finally joined the small group he was introduced to the twins. He asked the twins how much they were enjoying their new found mutual pleasure. After the twins admitted to Steve, the gather group and themselves that they each had thought about sex with each other. Steve then told them how they could make some money working for him, but they needed to be able to follow direction. He then asked them about their fucking each other and if they liked dumping their load inside the other's ass. The twins admitted they liked that the best. The twins were then asked about swallowing the other's cum, to which the twins admitted that they were a little apprehensive about swallowing since their (straight) male friends admitted that girls they would get blow jobs from didn't like to swallow. That's when Bam Bam stepped forward with Robbie who quickly knelt at his (more dominant) boyfriend's feet and began sucking cock like his life depended on it for life. The twins watched as Bam Bam placed his hand on the back of Robbie's head to prevent him from pulling off (as if he would even try) and within a few minutes it was very clear Bam Bam was ready to blow his load. Bam Bam grunted as he filled Robbie's mouth. Steve whispered something to the twins as they watch only nodding in agreement. He looked to Matt and nodded. Matt then appeared with 2 sets of ankle and wrist restraints. The twins were then bound before each was given a small slam. One by one the twins were getting his mouth 'raped' by a member of the small group gathered not being given a chose as to swallow (or not). Steve and Matt were the first to feed the twins a load. After they were done each of the guys who came to watch the new sex performers "audition" took a turn giving the twins a taste of cum. Within a couple hours the twins were freely swallowing and ended the 'audition' by 69'ing until each had tasted his brother's cum. To celebrate their new found love of cum Steve told the twins that they could get into the slings and be slammed again as they would be gang banged like the previous weekend. Neither twin said a word as they climbed into the slings and (without the need of being restrained), freely took a large slam. As each twin coughed out and rode what would eventually would become familiar to them just before taking a load from every guy present but multiple loads from Steve, Matt, Bam bam and Robbie.

Note to self: buy these for next summer

Part 10 My crotch ached, I realised now that the device Tom had put around my dick stopped me from getting hard. It didn't stop me feeling horny, although I still couldn’t understand if I was enjoying myself or still just trying to play along. Brian took my arm and wrapped a band around my bicep, forcing my veins to raise giving him easier access to draw blood. He took about 8 vials and I could feel myself going a bit light headed. “Tom you need to feed him more if you plan on using him that hard. Boy’s are no fun without some energy.” Brian chastised Tom who just smirked. Brian started mixing my blood and I’m guessing tested it too. My heart was racing, surely you can’t be infected that quickly. I hoped I’d escape and get PEP before anything had taken hold. Brian silently ran tests and took notes, Tom slowly played with my hair. I felt oddly calm. “His immune system is compromised, low counts of antibodies. Still negative but we can change that today.” Brian broke the silence. “Let me do an exam and see what we can do, you still against blood slamming?” “I want to breed him the old fashioned way, I want it to come from me. Pun intended” Tom laughed to himself. I felt cold lube on my hole and could sense Brian at my ass. He slid something cold and metal into my hole, it slowly started to stretch me. It was a speculum. ‘A few abrasions, residual cum, minimal bruising and excellent muscle control. He’s got a good cunt on him Tom, I thought you followed the guidelines and used the stinging butt plug? I can’t see many cuts?” Tom stopped stroking my hair and was next to my ass with Brian. “I slammed it in Brian, maybe he’s got a tougher hole than I thought. I’m sure he’d have been knocked up by now.” “Well I can make sure his wall is damaged for you if you like or you can do that yourself? I brought some things with me. Tom slid the speculum from my ass and threw it back into his bag. He pulled out a silver object, I barely got a glimpse of it. “This will do the trick, then we fill and plug again” “If that doesn't work then blood slamming might be the only option.” “Think he’ll be able to handle it Tom? My boy begged for the slam after I pulled that out.” “He’ll take it, my boy knows I only want the best for him.” I couldn’t see what Brian had given to Tom but after hearing them talk about it my mind was racing. “I’ll leave you to it for now. I’ll be back tomorrow morning. Remember to keep him topped up and for fuck sake feed him something.” Brian packed up his things and Tom led him out the room. I lay there terrified of what Tom was going to do with me. What had Brian meant by his boy begging. Tom came back into the room and climbed on top of me, I could feel his dick growing along my ass crack. “Boy I want to breed you the old fashioned way, this will hurt like hell but remember it’s what Daddy wants. I’m going to keep you tied down because once I start I’m not stopping.” My body trembled in fear. I felt Tom applying more lube to my ass and then I felt it, instead of Tom’s usual PA piercing it was a sharp spike….

(Thanks for the feedback. I've adjusted some parts of Part 2 accordingly.) Part 2: Like I said, a few weeks later I got an unexpected call from the kid I met in the park bathroom, whose name I learned was Damon. Unsurprisingly, he had been freaked out by what we had done together, but he had jacked off so much thinking about it that he decided he had to see me again. I was impressed by the fact that he didn’t ask any of the obvious kid questions, like what my status was. Maybe not knowing made him feel better about it. I asked him what he was looking for, and he said that he loved not just fucking with me but also the way I controlled him, played with his limits. He still wasn’t sure how he felt about not using condoms, but he wanted to see what I had to offer and was wondering if I would be willing to respect that one limit. I told him we should meet in person to talk it out. We decided to meet again at the park outside the bathrooms in a few days, go for a walk, talk about what he was looking for. I wasn’t really willing to waste my time if he didn’t have any idea what he wanted, but if the kid impressed me again I’d be willing to play around with him on a regular basis, maybe even get a regular BDSM thing going. I was very specific about what I wanted him to wear: shorts, a jock-strap, tee shirt and baseball cap. I love the wholesome, all-American white boy thing. I said that we probably wouldn’t even hook up, but if he was going to be my sub boy he needed to learn how to start taking orders. I also told him that he was not to masturbate at all before I saw him. He agreed, and a few days later he was on time for our meeting and we went for a walk in the park together. He immediately whined about how horny he was, and asked if we could step into the bathroom to take care of it. I just calmly told him no, that today was about figuring out what kinds of limits he was looking to explore and we were just going to talk. As we were walking he kept making unsubtle grabbing movements at his crotch and at mine, which I pushed away. Kids tend not to have any control like that. He explained that he was wanting to find a regular relationship with a dom guy who could show him the ropes of how to be a good sub, basically play slave once or twice a week when I was free and he wasn’t in school. I asked him what his fantasies were, and he reported that he loved bottoming but hadn’t gotten much chance to do it. He said that ever since we had hung out he had fantasies of me pissing on him and humiliating him in public, of tying him up somewhere outdoors and fucking him while he was helpless. No real bondage experience. I brought up the condoms, and he said that he didn’t want to risk his HIV status but that when he had gotten home after our tryst he had been so turned on by all the cum he could feel in his ass that he had fucked himself with a dildo using the cum as lube and that he came two more times thinking about what we had done. Figuring that deserved a reward, I stopped, smiled at him, gave him a full kiss on the lips and said, “good boy.” He made a sort of desperate, high pitched sounds then, maybe half whine, half grunt. Since there wasn’t anybody around, I pushed his face down to my crotch and told him to lick and kiss the bulge in my pants, which he did with abandon. Then I pulled him up and told him to keep walking with me. Turns out he lived about a twenty minute walk away from the park, and he had to cross some fairly minor streets in order to get there. He said that he lived with a straight roommate, so he wouldn’t be able to do anything at his house; I would have to host everything. I asked him if his roommate was home now, and he said he wouldn’t be back for a few hours. I grunted, making a note to set up at least a few activities at his place, but just kept walking. Finally, we agreed to meet every Sunday and Thursday night for now, and that we would see how it went. That left two days before Thursday evening. I told him I was heading home, and he pleaded with me that he needed to cum before Thursday or he might explode. Judging by the expression on his face, he might have been right. I decided that he needed to prove himself to me, so I told him that while he was my boy he could only cum with my permission, and that he was not even to masturbate unless I expressly gave him permission. I told him that he was also not to do anything sexual with anyone else unless I gave him permission, or our little arrangement would be over, even on our off days. If he really wanted to mess around with me, he needed to make a commitment to being my sex slave. He looked pained, but agreed readily enough. Since he had already followed my rules by not cumming yet, I agreed to a concession. “You can cum this afternoon and this afternoon only, but on two conditions. You have to get someone from the toilet to fuck you first, and that person has to cum inside you when they cum. Yes, you can use a condom. If you want to cum again, you have to find someone else to fuck you and cum inside.” He looked almost a bit hurt at that. “But don’t you want to fuck me?” I smiled big at him and said, “Oh, I will.” Then I gave him a big, sloppy farewell kiss and agreed to meet him at my place at 6pm on Thursday. As a parting thought I told him, “Save any condoms you use in your fridge and bring them. Oh, and show up wearing the same thing.” I went home and made some plans. When Thursday came around, he showed up looking cute as hell in his outfit, and I was more than ready to take advantage. He also brought two cold condoms still slick with cum. I asked him how it went, and he said that he had been freaked out by asking the guys to cum inside him but that it had also been hot. Good boy. I set them aside for now and told him that for the first several weeks he would still be proving whether he was worth the effort of being my slave, so his first job was to suck me off while I watched the end of a baseball game and drank a few beers. No matter what happened, no matter how tired he got, he was to keep sucking until I told him not to. I made him go like this for about half an hour, after which I figured that was enough torture for the kid. Periodically I would pull my dick out of his mouth and slap his face a few times, but mostly I just ignored him. Basically I was trying to let him know that he was not going to be my constant center of attention, but he handled that pretty well. After that, I stood him up and had him do his constitutionals in my bathroom, which had all the necessary amenities. I told him to come out wearing his jock strap and nothing else. He did, looking like only a smooth twenty-something in a jock strap can. I kissed him on the lips, then without warning grabbed him under his jaw and pushed him as hard as I dared against the wall. Making sure to convey the dead seriousness in my voice, I told him, “last chance to leave, faggot.” He looked kind of scared, but just nodded his head from side to side. “Then get your ass in the bedroom and lay face down on the bed.” He raced to obey my command, a quality I like in a slave. I had my full set of restraints prepared and set to the side, so when he laid down I bound him up spread eagled on the bed and made sure there was no room to move except for his head, slightly. Then I started taking off all of my clothing, and as I did I taunted him. “You dumb faggot. You realize what you’ve gotten yourself into? You know what I can do to you in this position? What’s to stop me from fucking you bareback and putting a craigslist ad out for every diseased faggot out there to take a turn? You think you can stop me like this?” Looking genuinely scared, he said, “Please, no sir. I just wanted to have fun with you. Please just not that.” I climbed on top of him and rubbed my cockhead against his hole. “Why not? Don’t you want my dick inside of you again? How many times did you get off playing with that dildo and my jizz?” I bent down to start eating out his sweet, smooth ass. He shuddered, but said, “Please don’t. I know I can’t stop you, just please don’t.” I slapped his ass hard and yelled at him: “Stupid faggot! When I ask you a question you fucking answer it. How many times?” “Two, sir.” I brought my dick back to his hole. “And you’re telling me there’s no part of you that doesn’t want it again? Tell me boy, and you better answer my fucking question, what does your inner slut want me to do right now?” Trembling now, he said, “My, um, inner slut wants you to fuck me, sir.” “And where does your slut want me to cum?” “Inside me, sir.” Now he sounded deflated. I slapped his ass with the full force of my hand behind it, instantly raising a red hand mark and bringing a surprised howl from him. “You haven’t earned my cum yet, bitch! Your ass still isn’t worthy of it. Tell you what, why don’t we open that shit up a little?” I pulled out a couple of progressively larger dildos, nothing huge, but enough to give him a good ass workout. I held each one up for him and explained his situation. “I’m going to give you one choice, faggot. I’m going to fuck your ass with these dildos; that’s happening no matter what.” Then I showed him a bottle I had prepared just after he arrived. “See this? This is the jizz from those condoms you saved, plus I got a few of my friends to contribute as well. You can choose to use this as your lube, or you can choose not to when I fuck you with these dildos. Either way, it’s the only lube you’re going to get!” His eyes went insanely wide, and he looked on the border of panic. I leaned forward to nibble his neck and ear, and whispered to him, “the time and the fridge will have killed anything you could catch. You just have to make a choice, papi.” Strictly speaking, I don’t know if this is true or not, but I would assume it must be pretty safe. Thinking over his options and what it would be like to have the dildos in dry, he made the sane choice and chose the “lube.” I prepped a popper rag under his face, telling him to breath into it when he needed to. The I made sure to put a thin coating of jizz on the smallest dildo within his line of sight, told him to take a hit of the poppers, and slowly popped it past his ring into his ass. He started whimpering again, really his most annoying trait, so I added a ball gag while leaving the dildo in him. His ass opened up quickly, so I moved on to the next dildo, making sure to repeat the ritual of lubing it in front of him. He took another deep hit, and with this dildo I noticed that he almost imperceptibly began moving up and down on it, within the confines of the restraint. “Look at you, you little whore. I’m fucking you with the jizz of strange men, and you’re fucking enjoying it! No wonder you were begging for the load of stranger in a toilet when I first met you. And you have the nerve to ask me for a fucking condom?” By the next dildo his reservations had been mostly removed. Again, I guess he figured what was done was done. I was getting a little rough with the dildos, kind of tearing him up with them. “Wanna guess how many different men’s cum you have in your ass right now? Working its way into your ass walls, making its way into your blood stream. What do you think you’ll tell the counselor the next time you get an HIV test? That you’ve just given up and decided to be the whore you were always meant to be. Isn’t that right, faggot?” He groaned and continued to move up and down on the dildo. Finally I took the last one out. I pulled out a turkey baster and used it to suck up the remaining cum from the bottle in front of him. “Open up, cunt!” And with that, I deposited the rest of the jizz directly in his ass. He was bucking up and down, still high on poppers and desperate for something to fill him. I stepped in front of him, mockingly rolled on a condom and then climbed on top of him. Here I decided to take off the ball gag, because I love making him beg for it. “You want my dick?” “Please, yes sir, please, I need your dick?” “You want me to fuck all that strange cum inside your ass?” “You said it’s safe.” “You want me to use a condom?” “…Yes, sir.” This time he didn’t sound at all certain, but I plunged inside him with it on anyway. Since I had already warmed him up on the dildos, I didn’t start off gentle this time. Besides, he was good on the poppers and was enjoying himself like hell now that he finally had a real dick inside him. “Oh yes, sir, I’m your fucking whore, please use me, use my pathetic faggot ass, grind that cum inside me!” “What do you want from me, papi?” “I want your dick inside me! I want you to give me your spit and your piss! I want you to humiliate me like the worthless bitch I am! Please just fuck me!” Now I was pounding the shit out of him. Egging him on. “Keep going, boy. Tell me what you want!” “I want you to tie me up and have strange men gang bang me while I’m helpless to do anything. I want you to take pictures of my worthless ass full of cum and send it out to all of my friends. I want you to charge strangers money to fuck me!” “Ugh, I’m fucking you, baby!” “Yeah, fuck me bareback! Give me your load!” Up to this point the boy had been caught up in just saying the words that were turning him and me on, but as soon as he said these ones, he knew the game had just changed. “Um, I mean…” I stopped fucking him and pulled out. He started to beg me again, in that way that bottoms do when they’re close or just desperate. Ignoring him, I walked around in front of him and tore off the condom, and had him suck me for a bit, mostly to shut him up. Then I looked into his eyes, and played my final card. “One more choice, boy. Either I untie you right now, you go home, and I never see you again. Or I fuck you bareback. And I cum inside. And we never talk about using condoms between us again.” “Uh, shit, I don’t know man, I mean, it’s not really worth it.” I moved around to eating his ass again, and he moaned softly. My hands massaged his back and his ass, and I felt him rise up to meet me. Not missing the beat, I positioned my cock over his hole again and decided to make the choice simple. “Last chance to tell me no. If I start fucking you, I’m not stopping. You wanna be my boy, baby?” “Shiiiiiiiiiit…” I pressed forward, popping past his sphincter and gliding inside him. He was loose and wet now, and he felt amazing. “That’s it, baby. I’m inside you now. I’m going to show you how fucking amazing it can feel.” I fucked him for a good half hour after that, till his ass was dead sore and even my dick was starting to feel a little chafed. At first he didn’t say anything; then he just moaned, “yeah, yeah,” softly. Towards the end I started taunting him again, and this time he rose to it. “Yeah, breed me baby. I want your load inside me, give me your load, baby.” Hearing this kid who had been a condom-nazi two weeks before beg me like that was sending me over the edge. “Little whore doesn’t even have the balls to fight back against the guy who’s breeding him. Fight back, little whore. I’m about to knock you up. Beg me not to cum inside you.” Sensing the game, he screamed, “No, don’t cum inside me, please don’t knock me up!” “It’s! Too! Fucking! Late!” Once again, my dick went off like a Fourth of July firework. I came so hard inside him that it actually kind of hurt, like when you have blue balls. When I nudged up against him, my cock still inside, I realized he was crying. Realizing that he was going through something more than words, I pulled off and untied him, rather expecting him to fly out. Much like the first time we met, he curled up against me and buried his face in my chest. I’m not much for these kinds of displays, especially during sex, but it was…endearing. Like he literally couldn’t handle the intensity of what we had done. I held him for about twenty minutes, letting him get it out. Afterwards I asked, not unkindly, “any regrets?” “No sir.” “Good boy.” I took him into the shower to get cleaned up, but he had a raging erection to be taken care of, so I told him to kneel in the shower and open his mouth while he jacked off. I aimed the stream of piss straight for his mouth. It took him a few seconds to adjust to the taste, but soon he was lapping it up while he jacked off with one hand and played with his ass with the other. After I was finished pissing I knelt down to play with his ass while he shot an explosive load of cum all over himself and my tile. We showered, and I drove him back to his place afterwards. “So, am I seeing you this Sunday?” He smiled, replying “See you Sunday.”

This story is fiction. Any resemblance to real people, living or dead, is purely coincidental. That written, I'd love to have it go down this way. Traveling for business allows me time cruise the hook-up sites for guys in different cities. It is an enjoyable pastime since I am usually trapped in a hotel room with no place to go and nothing better to do with my evenings. I was in the middle of one of those trips, sitting in my room sipping glasses of wine cruising sites on both my computer and iPhone. Being an older daddy-type, I wasn’t generating much interest. I was about to be frustrated with my search when I received a hit from a college-age twink looking for a daddy. I do love it when younger guys with their incredibly hard cocks want to breed me. Not only that, his avatar showed him to be beautiful—and I mean that in every sense. I first thought he was just playing with me, but as our conversation continued, I realized that he was serious. We began making plans to meet, but then he asked me the question I hate, “Do you have condoms?” I thought for a moment, knowing young guys tend to be “safe” sex freaks. I hate condoms. I responded to him, “No.” “Damn,” came back the reply. “Why?” I asked. “I don’t like fucking raw, lol.” “I don’t have any, but I’m neg and don’t have any STIs.” I was encouraged, at least he indicated that he fucked raw sometimes. I waited for the response. It came back in an unexpected manner, “I tend to cum too quickly if I don’t wear a condom.” I relaxed a bit and responded, “don't worry about that. I'm sure it will be fine. I don’t mind as long as you put a load in me as deep as you can.” “OK, as long as you’re sure,” he replied. He was at work and we agreed to meet in about an hour in my hotel room. I was excited because nothing else happening on the usual sites. I gave him my hotel and room number. I asked him to text me when he was in the lobby. I like to stay at a certain hotel where I can see the elevators and I could watch him come up to the floor. We chatted a bit more during the hour while he was preparing to get off from work, He asked if I liked to be rimmed, and I responded emphatically, “Yes.” “Then be ass up and face down on the bed when I get to your room,” was his reply. “I really want to suck your dick,” I sent back. He replied, “Just let me come in and start eating that sweet ass first and then you can." I was even more excited because I knew he was something special. As the time drew near, he told me as he was getting off work. Being only a short drive away, I knew he would be in the lobby soon. I touched up my prepping because I wanted to be especially clean so that he would enjoy rimming my ass deeply. “In the lobby,” came the text. I texted him that the door would be set so he could just push it open and I walked out to the balcony overlooking the atrium to catch a glimpse of him on the elevator, but there were other people on board and I could not make him out clearly. As the elevator approached my floor I went inside my room and made sure the door could be pushed open, I stripped and took the position on the bed, ass up and head down. I heard the door open and he came into the living room of the two room suite. I glanced as he came into the bedroom and he was as beautiful in person as in his picture. A preppy college student. He walked over to the bed, slapped my ass a couple of times and dropped to his knees to give me the best rimming I’ve had in a long while. He also was filling my hole with saliva so we would not need any lube. Frankly, I hate lube because it taints the taste of the cock and after I’ve been bred I like to clean it off and enjoy all of the flavors. He stopped rimming and I heard him undo his pants and then some rustling next to me. I turned my head and bumped into the hardest and most erect cock I’ve enjoyed in a long time. I saw he had just pushed his pants down and pulled his shirt up. I wanted all of this twink. I encouraged him to take all of his clothes off so we could enjoy each other. As soon as he was free of his clothes, I began to work his cock and balls over in my mouth. I enjoyed his engorged cock, knowing I was preparing it to fill me deeply. His ample balls were covered in luscious hair which I enjoyed as well. His excitement was building. He said, “I've had this erection since I walked into the lobby. I was worried others would notice it.” I smiled and continued sucking his dick and licking his balls. I wanted to rim him too, but he said no. “Get on the bed, doggie,” he ordered. I knew he wanted to get deep inside of me. There was no discussion of condoms as he easily worked his cock into me and was soon balls deep. His cock felt great in me. He fucked me for a bit and then withdrew. He ran his cock head across my hole a bit and reinserted and fucked me some more. He twisted my nipples and heard me moan. He twisted them harder and I said, “More.” He repeated the fucking and withdrawal a few more time and I knew he was trying to prolong the session. After a few minutes I told him, it was OK to go ahead and fill me with his cum. “You’re sure?” he asked. “Yes, I love the feeling of a cock pulsing it cum deep inside of me. And don’t pull out right away when you finish.” He shoved his cock deep into me, a bit roughly, but I was fully open and it felt great. He grunted and I felt his cock pulse it cum load into me as he held me in a choke hold. I laid forward on the bed with him still deep inside of me once he was done and enjoyed the feeling of his still erect cock in me along with the cummy-full feeling of my bottom. He finally pulled out and we stood up to hug. I sucked his cock clean and fully enjoyed the taste of his cum and my juices. When I was done, I offered to let him use the bathroom to clean-up, but he said I had cleaned him well enough. As it was my last night in the city, there was to be no chance for another meeting. We said good-bye and he left. With his load brewing in my bottom, I was back one my computer looking for another guy when I received the following text : “Hey, you never asked and I forgot to tell you something. I was diagnosed poz two-weeks ago and am not on meds yet. Maybe we should have used a condom.” The twink had stealthed me.

Went surfing this morning it was nice and quiet. I like surfing at this particular beach because it’s always nice and quiet and not many people around. There was just me and this other guy. From a distance I could see he’s got a hot body and in his 20’s like me. We were both surfing for about an hour and exchanging smiles every time we looked in each other’s direction. I wanted to get his full attention so I went to sit on the beach and see what he would do. As I expected he came to say hello. We started talking about how good the water was and other things. I learned that he just moved into the city recently. We were talking with our tops off and he’s got such a hot body and nice bulge getting bigger by the second just like me. I grabbed my cock and he did the same. I got closer to him and he immediately kissed me and pushed me against the sand. We started making out like crazy, him on top of me. I could feel his big cock trying to burst out of his shorts. I grab his shorts and pulled it off him and he did the same to mine. We were both naked our lips locked, bodies pressed against each other and cocks rubbing leaking with precum. I got on top of him and started to kiss his neck down to his body and his nipples and made my way to his balls. He’s got really big balls and I licked them while my hand plays with his big cock. I like to start with the balls before I make my way to his big cock. I licked his balls and up the shaft and started sucking his big cock. It mush have been 9” long straight and fat just the way I like it. We were both super horny as fuck! I could taste his precum and it turned me on even more. I stood up and he started sucking my cock and balls and he turned me around ate my hole like it was his last meal. Damn he could eat ass! My hole was nice and wet and sloppy from his spit. He started to work his cock on my hole while kissing me at the same time. I could feel his big cock making its way in my ass and I felt like I was on meth! Wish we had some. He fucked my ass while we were both standing, him behind me while we were kissing. I wanted to ride his cock so I got him to lay on the sand. I started riding his big cock and we were both making all kinds of noise. We switched positions now I was on my back and he was on top of me drilling my hole. He started fucking me faster and harder and he said he was close to cumming. I told him so was I. He continued to pound my hole and he starts to say FUCK I’M CUMMING I’M CUMMING I’M CUMMING...... All I could say was FUCKING CUM IN MY ASS BABY BREED MY ASS FUCKING FLOOD MY ASS WITH YOUR CUM and at the same time he shot a huge load in my horny slutty hole and I shot a huge load on his body and mine. He kissed me while his cock is still buried in my hole our bodies covered in cum and sweat pressed against each other. We spent the next few minutes just sitting on the sand and talking. We exchanged numbers and went our separate ways. We’re meeting again tonight. I got home took a shower and went to work. This happened just a few hours ago. I’m at work and I could feel his cum leaking out of my hole! It’s fucking hot! It’s making me hornier and hornier and really looking forward to seeing him again tonight......

Managed to make it down to Slammer last night after a 2 month hiatus. Glad I did. It wasn't too busy or slow with just the right mix of guys. Got a couple guys to suck on me in the dark room, and one guy had a very talented mouth and used the right amount of teeth on my cock. I hate when guys try to be gentle, so it was very refreshing to actually feel something. Managed to slide my raw unmedicated poz cock into a couple holes, unfortunately the most they got from me was tainted precum. The high light however was a hot stud with a handlebar mustache. This guy was incredible. I was standing near the dark room and this guy came right at me like he was on a mission. When he got to me he put his fingers through my open fly, grabbed tightly and pulled me into a nearby room where we both got somewhat aggressive with foreplay. He pinching my nips while I chewed on his. I managed to suck his cock which was nicely thick and reasonably long. A nice mouthful to be honest as I'm not good at deep throating but long enough just to initiate a little gagging. We repeated the nip play/cock sucking scene a few times until he felt he'd had enough teasing, roughly turned me around and pulled my pants down while telling me he needed to rape my hole. At this point I found myself a little nervous as it has been months since I last bottomed. I've been enjoying the effects of Viagra and reacquainting myself with being a top. He proceeded to spit a little on his cock, and was generous enough to put a little on my hole as well before sliding, or rather shoving his cock in without regard to my pleasure. The first few strokes were quite painful, but not enough for me to stop the play. He worked my hole on his terms for a few minutes. During this time I'm getting used to the intrusion and simultaneously hoping he'll cum quickly so I could get a little extra lube, but also relishing in the feeling of this stud taking me with no regard for anything other than to get off. He eventually shoves balls deep and I can feel a good size deposit being made and verbalized that I'm hoping it's more than just cum he's giving me. After he pulls out, I bend down and make sure to clean his cock and thanked him for giving me an incredible fuck. He returns the compliment before leaving the room with the promise that he plans to rape my ass again before he leaves. About 45 minutes after this, my "rapist" returns for a second fuck. This time I'm lubed with his first load and welcome his intrusion, though a bit of discomfort occurred again. True to the first time, it was only about him and he proceeded to hammer my hole for several more minutes but wasn't able to give me a second load. Although I never straight out asked status, I did make several allusions that I hoped he was toxic, and he returned in similar cryptic terms, leaving me somewhat uncertain but definitely craving to run into him again.

I work at a bath house. Actually, I took the job as much to meat new guys as for the money. On the days I'm not working, I sometimes check in as a guest and get together with some of my buds. I'm always looking for new fuck buddies as the opportunity presents itself. My lover, Kevin, is also an attendant there. He is a cute guy with a perfect bod and great legs. It was through Kevin that I met 3 of his buds. One day shortly before Christmas, before Kevin and I became lovers, the 5 of us decided to get together. Christmas is a slow time at the bath house because guys are out of town or tied up with parties or family obligations. So it's kind of neat, cause you have the facilities all to yourself. The bath house offers testing every Wednesday. I knew Kevin was neg when he came back from the medic all smiles. And he had assured me his buddies were, in his word, "safe". So that left me. I'd tested poz, but hadn't told anybody. I kind of figured it was none of their business, and not worth ruining anybody's holiday over, least of all my own. So I just kept quiet. As we undressed and wrapped towels around ourselves, I wondered how it would feel sliding my cock up into each and everyone of their sweet bubble butts. Jake especially caught my eye. He had this killer smile. He's 5'11", 165, crewcut, dazzling red hair, freckles, green eyes, and super long legs. Of course, being men among men, our cocks got mutually hard or close to it; and my 7" was no exception. Jake was hot for me from the start. He tweaked my nips, and mentioned how he'd like to sample that bulge beneath my towel. Evan and Tristan, lovers for 3 years, were blonde, short hair, 5'8" and 5'10" respectively, nice bods, and a little more aloof. After a few minutes of horsing around, I told them I wanted to shower. They agreed, and we hustled off to the locker room. Still half hard, I hung up my towel. "Gosh, Bill, I wish I could help you with that!" Jake said. I laughed. "I wish you could, too." I winked at him, not concealing my admiration for his butt. Coyly, he turned about and stepped into the shower. Perhaps it was the season, or simply the camaraderie, as the warm water poured down on us. But pretty soon we went from soaping ourselves to soaping each other. Jake's hands strayed to my tits, as the water ran down between our legs. He began to twist and squeeze, and when I moaned he let his hand drift down to my cock. I reached behind him and put my finger in his hole, pulling his body hard against mine. He groaned as he raised his fingers to his lips to savor my oozing precum. He slid down my body to my balls. Evan and Tristan, shy youth not quite sure they could play a man's game, stood by and observed, till I grabbed their buttocks, and pulled them tightly against me, their hard cocks pressed to my thighs. Coarsely I pushed their heads down to my nips, making them suck my tits like babies. Sensuously Jake glided up and down my on my dick. He had warm water in his mouth as he gulped down my 7" all the way to the root and stared imploringly up at me. I jerked Evan's and Tristan's cocks, which left trails of precum on Jake's back and shoulders. The three of us kissed while Jake deep-throated me. I put my hands on the back of his head and face-fucked him till he gagged. Evan went to my asshole. Soooooo sweet! Tristan followed, and they took turns rimming me while they played with themselves. I pulled Jake to his feet. "I love your cock, Bill." "Yeah, but now I need your ass." Jake put his hands to the tile and bent over. Evan and Tristan played with my nips as I grabbed Jake's narrow waist and slid my 7" into him. His ass muscles worked my cock as I plowed deeply into him. Jake groaned and whimpered, and I put my hands on his shoulders to gain more leverage into his mancunt. Tristan said, "Do me, Bill!" Evan added, "Me, too, dude." I pumped in and out of Jake till he yelled "I'm gonna shoot, man!" Right on cue, wave after wave of my poz cum shot up in his belly as he shot a neg load all over his pubes and the wall. A couple ropes dripped onto his leg and foot. Weak and enervated, Jake fell back against me. And the neg cum on his belly burned like acid into my unrequited flesh. Evan and Tristan lined up their asses ready for their deserts. Jake recovered enough to work my tits as I shoved my cum-lubed cock up Evan's neg hole. I slammed into him, and his head bounced off the tile wall till Tristan steadied him. Evan whispered, "Fuck me, Bill! I need it!" I buried my poz cock all the way up his neg gut; but he kept pushing his ass back at me, begging for more. Tristin kissed him, telling him over and over, "It's okay, Baby." Like he understood his lover's need to get bred. I pulled all the way out and shoved it back in. Evan screamed. Tristan moaned as he watched me plug his lover's hot butt. As I started to shoot, Evan said, "Can't help it, man! I'm gonna cum!" I quickly pulled out of Evan and buried my dick deep in Tristan, so that both lovers got equal exposure to my seed. I figured if I could convert one of them, they'd fuck each other to death. Tristan, not expecting penetration, let out a yelp, first of surprise, then pain, then pleasure, as gobs of poz cum, lost during the transition, ran down his butt crack, as they did down the leg of his lover. "God, Bill, that feels soooooo good!" I plowed Tristan as lover Evan watched in envy, my big ass balls pounding his ass, as poz cum sprayed into sweet neg pussy. Tristan's cock was hard as I plugged him, and he was precuming so voluminously that strands of it dangled from his cock to my legs like the web of a venomous spider. He groaned and grunted as I used my cock muscle to penetrate his unsullied butt. Drained, I pulled out, begging exhaustion. Evan, Jake and Tristan toweled off, excused themselves, and went back to the room. Kevin, who had been strangely aloof during the whole ordeal, turned off the water; and we stood there, dripping wet, facing each other. I approached him and kissed him. "When do I get mine, Mr. Macho?" "Doing anything this evening? You know that nice Italian restaurant I mentioned? My treat." "Not exactly what I had in mind." "Well, there's always afterward," I added lamely. "Bill, you shouldn't be so careless. I saw your test results laying in the office a month ago. And now I may have helped you poz my best friends." Stunned, I just nodded. "You know something? The only emotion I felt, besides nearly cumming myself, was envy. Like I wished it was me getting pozzed. So the way I see it, Mister, you owe me big time. And I intend to collect my due." That evening Kevin and I went to dinner. After that we went back to his place. A fortnight later he came down with the flu. Six months later we became lovers and moved in together. Now Kevin's on meds and has a zero viral load. My own viral load's floats between 75 and 100 (thousand), with T-cells in the 400 range. As for Evan, Tristan and Jake? Jake's still neg, far as I know. Last I heard, Tristan converted, and pozzed Evan The lovers split up as a result. As for Kevin and me-we're still poz to each other and neg to the world.

1999 I'm a raging liberal and have voted for Democrats in every election I've ever participated in. Maybe it's because I grew up poor or gay... or both. I'm an activist because I hate injustice. I want more equality and fairness in the world. Before you label me some kind of good person (I'm flawed), I have always had a dark side that I usually ignore or deny. After spending a weekend in jail for something stupid I'd done (that's another story for another time), I was suddenly way more interested in reforming the judicial system. It was a harsh process and human beings were treated like shit. I also noticed that there were way more blacks than whites locked up. I wondered how many of the black guys would even be here if they were a different race. It was an awakening. I wanted to be an advocate for prisoner's rights. Or maybe I developed too many crushes on guys while I was there. I didn't want to lose them to the black hole known as the Department of Justice. It seems so naive and overly-idealistic now, but I was determined. I never really found an opportunity to be an advocate, but I did find a website where you could become pen pals with incarcerated men. Well, good. At least I could provide friendship and emotional support to some of these men. Just use Google and you'll find several sites that let you mail letters to prisoners --- not just dumb dudes like me who spent 48 hours behind bars, but men who were serving sentences of 2,3,5,10 years. Even guys on death row. Well, I ended up making connections with a dozen prisoners from all over the country. I was writing pen pal letters every night for weeks. Most of them asked for money orders or gifts and were pretty transparent about it. I weeded those guys out pretty quick because I was not a rich man. But Aaron seemed genuine. He and I wrote about our lives and our dreams and everyday stuff for months. He was a white kid who was in prison about a thousand miles away, He was convicted of armed robbery and assault. He'd burglarized his uncle's house and then beat him up pretty severely. He seemed to really feel bad about it. Maybe I showed my gay cards first or maybe he did, but our letters soon became more "romantic". And then they just got X-rated. He sent me a trace of his hard cock and talked about all the things he wanted to do to me. At the time, I had no sexual experience but had read enough porn that I could come up some sexy things to write. I sent him a card or a letter everyday for months. I even sent money and gifts. He only had a year left on his sentence, and we talked about living together. We fantasized about our first night. It got really erotic. But then he started asking for more and more money and Amazon stuff. I decided I was being scammed. Liberals can be way too trusting st times. I stopped writing him altogether. A few more letters came, but I didn't open any and just put them on my bookshelf behind a clock. I was done fighting for these guys. After a crummy Christmas season, I felt kind of lonely and decided to open the last few letters Aaron had written. He expressed regret for being so needy. "It's not fair to you...especially since you've been so kind. I hope you know how much I appreciate everything you've done for me. If you stop writing me, I'll lose any trace of hope I have. I get out of here in a few months and I want to be with you. Please write back," The next one: "I have nothing now. You were my one bright spot. I look at your photo every day and night. Write me back in the next week or I'll just move on with my terrible life options." The last one: "You are a motherfucking asshole. How much more honest can I be? You should thank your lucky stars I never got a chance to fuck your sorry ass...because I've got HIV. It would be great if I could ruin your life by just cumming inside of you. I got it from my roommate who was the boss of our block. I wish he could infect you too. We could double up on your butt and make sure you never break another heart. Asshole. I hope you die." Well that was sad, but then why did my cock get hard? I told you I have a dark side. I wasn't supposed to be back at work for three more days....that meant more TV and sitting alone with my dark thoughts. Nothing new except now I was thinking of Aaron again, especially at night. I needed to let it go because he hated me now. I was getting late and I'd had enough of CNN for one night so I turned out the lights and got ready for bed. And then there was a knock at the door. I thought about ignoring it. but it didn't stop. Suddenly I knew it was HIM. He obviously had my address. Aaron! I opened the door and standing there was a pale white guy who was nearly a foot taller than me and close to my age. He was not "cute", but he was hot in a way I couldn't find the words for. He had a giant suitcase with him. "Aaron?" "Hi Kevin. I took a bus here because I had no other options. I'm sorry. I really need a place to stay". "Come in". "Are you sure?" "Absolutely. It's cold out there". "I'm sorry. I don't even know if you read my last letter, but I regret writing it". He drug his suitcase in and I quickly put it in my bedroom. "Get comfortable and warm yourself up a little". "Maybe later. I've grown fond of being outdoors in the free and open. Want to take a little walk with me?" His coat was too thin for this weather, but I agreed -- my heart leaping. I put on my shoes and a coat and off we went for a walk around the block. It was below freezing out here, but he seemed to be in bliss. "So you read my letters? All of them?" "Yeah. I thought you hated me. Was it true about you being HIV positive?" "Yes. But don't worry. I'm not here to hurt you. I just had you on my mind". "OK. Are you sick?" "Not yet. This happened to me just two years ago. I guess it's still brewing inside. I'd still like to make love to you, but with a condom". "Let's head back". We got inside and he immediately grabbed my neck and kissed me deeply. Without thinking too hard about it, I opened the fly of his jeans and release his giant boner. It was still cold from the outdoors, but fully hard. "Can we go to your bed?" I didn't even bother to answer -- I just motioned for him to follow me. We got inside and I stripped in record time...mainly because I wanted to watch him undress with no distractions. He unlaced his long tennis shoes (which had seen better days) and slipped his socks off. Once he was naked, my only instinct was to pull him under the covers with me. His cold skin warmed up and we kissed for a long time. Things heated up nicely and I was in heaven. He was on top of me thrusting his long, skinny cock between my thighs. "Shit. I'm about to cum. Let me go get a condom out of my pants". "I tell you what -- you forget about the condom and I'll make you a big breakfast tomorrow morning". "Are you nuts? I'm infected". "Maybe I'm nuts. But that last letter of yours gave me the biggest hard on of my life. You were so mad. Think back to that and take your revenge now". "Give me a second. Oh yeah. You pissed me off so bad". And then he lifted my legs in the air and plunged that spear into me. Damn! Pain! "Now you pay for ignoring me, Bastard!" "Don't stop talking, Aaron". "I'm going to give you all the poison built up in my balls...and you'll have it until you die. You'll waste away, and I'll always know I caused it". I reached around and grabbed his ass. I thought if I touched him there he'd ejaculate quicker, but he was already jerking rapidly...and cumming. I wish I could say I felt him filling my ass, but all I felt was his weight on me and his organ still inside of my ass. He and I were both asleep within minutes. In the morning, I made about twenty pancakes. A deal's a deal. We still live together. He got a job at a convenience store and neither of us have gotten sick so far. So far.

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Erection problems can happen but if a top wants to hook up with me I expect his dick to go into my ass and I expect that's his purpose too. If he knows he may have problems getting hard then take a blue pill before the meet. That takes some time (an hour?) to kick in so do it upfront. I love sucking a guy but after half an hour I at least need to see some response in his equipment or I take it it's not going to work. So be prepared. Don't expect me to provide viagra/kamagra/cialis and then wait for an hour for it to rise to the occasion. I prepare my hole so you prepare your dick.

Blake was the next to fuck me. He easily slid his cock inside me and said, "I love fucking your cummy hole ... you feel amazing." I said, "You feel great too, stud. Your cock is rock hard ... Please poz my hole!" I didn't have to ask twice. He fucked me hard, the whole time looking in my eyes, saying I'm going to be the one to convert you." I said, "Yeah, be the one that does it." After a little more time, he announced he was coming inside me, giving me what I want. We kissed as he came down off his orgasm, but his cock was still hard. "He winked and said, "I'll be back for round two." After my second fuck from Blake, it was a blur. I remember Mark with the HIV+ tattoo fucking me and I was licking his tat. I think the three inductees got eight loads each from guys before they went for second rounds with the inductees or split off to recharge the other poz guys. During a brief lull, Teddy came by and suggested Andrew, Mike and I stand up and stretch our legs and get some water. He gave each of us two bottles and said, “Drink up.” We stood up to get our bearing, drank a bottle then went into a three-way make out session with each other. It made sense for us Mike and I to get to know Andrew, since he's going on the same journey as us. Mike’s nipples were calling to me, so I latched on to one of them while reaching between Andrew’s legs to play with his ass. I must have been doing something right, as Mike was moaning like crazy, almost as much as Andrew was. These guys are fun. Blake tapped me on the shoulder and said, “We never talked about it, do you drink piss?” I said, “Yeah, I love piss, you got some for me?” He said, “Yeah, I got a lot.” I said, “I’ll drink you if you drink me!” He said, “Happy to drink your piss.” Mike told Andrew, “I want your piss, you got some for me?” Andrew said, “Hell yeah, and I want yours.” I knelt down and took Blakes cock into my mouth. Looking up, I see this incredibly sexy black man with a great cock and biohazard tattoo. I placed my hand on his tattoo and stroked it lightly waiting for Blake’s piss. He said, “You look good down there waiting for my poz piss with my cock in your mouth.” Just then a dribble started and my focus was on getting everything he had. He finished and it was my turn for Blake to drain me. I grabbed Blake and gave him a kiss, giving him a taste of his piss. Andrew drained Mike’s cock and they switched up too. My cock was in Blake’s mouth and I was trying to get a flow started. Looking over, Andrew spread his lips apart with his fingers, but Mike said, “Relax, I got this.” Mike used both hands to spread Andrew open, lightly licked him up and down, and then put his lips over Andrew’s piss hole. I said, “Here you go,” and my piss started flowing. I caressed Blake’s neck and felt him swallow my load. He didn’t miss a drop. Neither did Mike. I said, “Let’s go inside and see what’s going on there.” Some guys were talking in groups, mostly sexual related, some sucking cocks and some breeding. This was wild. I passed a group of four really hot guys that were talking. One of them smiled and said, “Here’s one of the neg guys!” I stopped and said, “Here’s the sexy poz studs” with a wink. One of them grabbed my cock and said, “This is beautiful … I gotta feel it.” With that he turned around to let me slide inside him. He said, “Fuck, this is a great cock.” One of the other guys said, “I bet his hole feels just as good” and he fed his cock into me. And … I’m the meat in a three way. It was empowering to enjoy being a piece of meat. Nobody knows what car I drive or what I do for a living, or if I’m homeless. I’m just a cock and a cunt for everyone to enjoy. Kevin was getting his cock sucked. I went over to watch for a minute. His KS lesions were beautiful … I had never seen them before. I reached over to stroke one of them, and Kevin said, “You know you want to lick it, go ahead.” I bent over to suckled one of the bigger ones beneath his pecs. The imagery of this physical manifestation of his disease was so erotic. As I was worshipping Kevin’s lesions, I felt a cock slide up my hole. “I said, “Oh fuck this is hot!” Kevin said, “Yeah, Mateo is sharing his med resistant strain with you, enjoy the ride.” I was content to continue this all night. Teddy came back over and asked me if I was ready for my blood slam. I said, "Hell yeah!" He asked me to follow him to another room in the house. As we walked, I could see a lot of guys had Band-Aids on the inside of their elbows. Pretty cool to see so many guys want to speed up my conversion. Teddy put a tourniquet on my bicep, just to make it easier for the IV catheter to slide in my vein without a lot of blood leaking out. He slid the catheter in and taped it down. I asked, "Is it okay to mix blood types?" Teddy said, "Here's our secret: I have the invite list and I know everyone's blood-type. I pulled blood from fifteen guys, and was sure to keep the compatible ones separated. You're getting seven toxic loads that won't cause a problem... other than AIDS. And don't leave before I fuck you. " I asked," Am I getting your blood? " Yes, we're compatible. Blake? Yes Justin? No Brad? No Mateo? Yes Kevin? Yes... and four other guys. Nobody but you and I know who they are. Oh, Andrew and Mike are compatible." We got back to the group and Brad said, "It's blood slam time guys. We have three syringes, who wants to do the first injection? A group of guys were standing around me with a couple of them feeling me up. My cock has been rock hard the whole time ... And not going down soon. Blake grabbed a syringe and Teddy helped attach it to the IV catheter. Teddy said, "Not too fast." Blake started the slow blood slam at the same time I feel a huge cock slide up my hole. An arm wrapped around me, and I saw the KS lesions. I'm getting Kevin's blood and toxic cum. Talk about sensory overload! Blake finished the first blood slam, and Mateo started the second syringe. Blake said, "This is so fucking hot... I wish they could have done it for me. You're going to be toxic in no time. I can't wait to get your strain." Mateo finished the second syringe, and Mike said, "Rik is my college roommate, and I'm not officially poz, but I would love to inject this slam!" Teddy hooked up the last toxic syringe and said, "Nice and slow... Mike, don't you wish you had done a slam too?" Mike nodded his head and said "Yeah, big time." Once Mike finished the blood slam, Teddy said, "Let's go back to the pool area and I'll get this IV out of you, and give you my personal donation." We walked back outside and Andrew was getting fucked by Mark with the HIV+ tattoo, which was so hot to see. I laid down on the cushion and Teddy pulled the IV catheter out. He put a Band-Aid on my arm and said," It's time you get my poisonous load, stud." I lifted my legs and said, "Please infect me." He didn't need to be asked twice. His big dick slid easily into my gaping cunt. He was in heaven. "I love sloppy 2nds... and even tenths. You're so wet... You feel amazing. I’ve wanted you to convert for so long … you’ll be a great gifter." As always, Teddy gave a great fuck. It was even hotter knowing his infected load was going to contribute to my disease. He sped up his fuck strokes and I knew he was getting closer to blowing his load inside me. I said, “Give me the fuck flu, stud.” And with that he shot a big load deep in my guts. Teddy pulled out of my messy hole and said, “To be continued.” Still lying out on the deck, Andrew brought over waters for Blake, Mike and I. We were talking about hot amazing this night has been. Brad and Justin walked over and said, “Anyone thirsty?” Mike and Blake said, “Sure,” and the four of them headed to the deep end. Andrew came over next to me and gave me a kiss. We made out for a little bit then he sat on my abs to play with my nipples. I said, “You have such a hot furry body. So goddamn sexy.” He said, “I love your veins, they pop almost as much as long-term wasted guys. You could be poz already … I find that incredibly hot.” He started grinding against my cock which was amazing. I could feel his wetness ooze from his crotch. Andrew said, “I’ve only been fucked in the ass tonight, but I want your uncut cock up my cunt.” He reached down and slid my cock up his cunt. Holy fuck he felt great. I rubbed his clit while he rode my cock. It wasn’t long before we came at the same time. Andrew climbed off me and said, “Let me know when you convert, I want your next load in me to be poz.” To be continued

Five of us raised our hands: two of us neg guys and three biohazard guys, including Blake. Teddy said, "I'll get them prepared, you guys go in for the meeting." Turning to Blake I asked "You've done this before?" "No, but I want to you to get as much cum of mine as I can." I gave him a kiss and said, "Please do your best to poz me." Having over heard our conversation while passing by, Mike commented with a smile "Save some poz cum for me too!” A couple of nearby guys added "Don’t worry, we’ll help!” The Conversion Club was apparently the perfect place to ask for what you want from guys who could give it to one. The Conversion Club assembled and Brad and Justin addressed the 20 guys in attendance. Brad opened saying "I've greeted you already, but again, thank you for being here. As you can see our club is growing, and we have you guys to thank for that. What we're doing is pretty amazing, and I'm thrilled you're on the journey with us. Congratulations to Mark and Nate. Their conversion is complete. Nate didn't get the fuck flu ... " (The crowd boo'd and then laughed "...and we just about lost Mark, but the Conversion Club took care of him here, and with some IV fluids and some meds. Now he's here ready to breed and seed. They returned a couple weeks ago from their visit with Zak in Chicago, who did his typical great work on their tattoos. Because Mark rolls a little different, in addition to the standard biohazard tattoo above the cock, he has one that says "HIV+" on his chest. Hopefully we'll get the next group out to see Zak in the next couple of weeks. We have these tattoos because we appreciate being poz and have pride in our shared disease. We are all stronger together because of them." There was a door knock, and Brad left the room to take care of that. Justin stepped up and continued saying "We have two of the three inductees here. Hopefully the third will be here soon. We also have a special guest here. Kevin, can you come out?" A massive 6'6" guy, came out to join the group. Tall and lean, he must be a long-term survivor, as he has the sexy sunken cheeks, veiny arms and legs and wasted ass. So sexy. He had is biohazard tattoo over his cock, like most everyone else except me and Mike, but also had one on his arm. But the most erotic feature of Kevin was his KS lesions, scattered over his body. "If you've not met Kevin, he pozzed Brad and me. This kinky stud throws a great fuck and you're going to love him if he's not fucked you before." Kevin's presence kicked up the erotic energy in the room, bringing several of the guys fully erect ... me as well. The thought of having him in me was too hot and got my cock stirring even more than it had been. Brad returned to the room with the third inductee a twenty-something brown-haired cutie, with sexy scruff and a hairy, athletic body. Other than his good looks, his defining feature was the lack of a penis ... a sexy FTM transguy. Brad said, "And everyone is here. This is Andrew, everyone. Like a lot of you, he's been craving poz cum for quite a while, and needs the help of our group to get it done. He'll get his first poz load ever here with us, and he's lucky to have one more fuckhole than the rest of us. Over here is Mike who is also taking his first poz load. If you're nice, he'll let you suck on his budding nipples while you fuck him with your hot load. If you want your nips like that, let me know. And our third inductee is Rik. Justin and Mateo were lucky enough to breed him a couple weeks ago, and I understand Blake has given him a load. He's on the FasTrack program, so if you want to share your DNA, let Teddy know and he'll draw it up. Hopefully we'll have several syringes to inject him within an hour or so. For the new folks, I hope you take the opportunity to try out as many cocks and holes as you can. You’ll see, everyone here is open to getting a cock inside them, even for a quickie. Our inductees will be bred on the pool deck, and Teddy has set up chaise lounges for everyone's comfort. He also has the TriMix available for those who want it. Given a choice, please elect to breed a neg hole over a poz hole. Also, it's hot out so drink lots of water. We recommend one bottled water for every two loads. If you’re not pee shy, guys that usually hang around the deep end of the pool will drink your piss and not spill a drop. Again, thanks again for being here. Have fun, guys!" Everyone got the message that this was the time for sexual activity. We didn't even get out to the pool before everyone was feeling everyone else up. Nobody was left out. If I was being kissed, someone was feeling my cock, balls or asshole. Many a man was fully boned, his cock either hard against his abs or slightly pointing out. This was going to be a fuck fest for the ages, and a life-changing one for me. Seeing Mike and me, Teddy approached suggesting "Let's get the TriMix injections done first so we can get started. " Mike and I didn't need the TriMix, but we didn't need AIDS either. We wanted it. Teddy injected Mike's cock first and then mine. Fuck it stung, but I felt the blood flowing into my cock already. My uncut cock was almost fully hard and my foreskin was hanging on trying not to roll down. Teddy gave us a gauze square in case of bleeding, he said "Hold that for a sec while you take your lounge." Andrew, Mike and I laid down on our chaise lounges and were given a small lube container by Brad. Simultaneously, each of us had someone to rub some lube our holes, to work some fingers inside us. The poz guys wanting TriMix got their injections next, including Kevin. The difference was Teddy let the blood ooze a little bit from their cocks. That's a sexy way of getting the ball rolling. Being the hosts of the event, Brad and Justin always got to breed first. Brad chose me and Justin chose Andrew. Kevin (and his bloody cock) chose Mike for his first fuck. It was the first time that Brad had been inside my ass, and he was a superb fuck. Such a great cock and a sexy body. Getting fucked my him and seeing the other two guys getting bred at the same time was beyond erotic. Add to that, the other guys were sucking each other or having their asses played with. It wasn't long before Justin's orgasm moans triggered Brad and Kevin's as well. All the tops were letting the us know their charged loads were being delivered, and us bottoms were begging for their loads.

I do find it hilarious how some guys read the 'Bug Chasing / Gift Giving' section and then complain about the content. Seriously? Don't let it get to you, Scorpion. If I had to comment on this story in particular, we've just gotten Part 4 and he's barely been penetrated (unless I'm forgetting a part, which is entirely possible). I would assume that most guys reading really want to get to the 'chasing/gifting' part. That being said, this is your vision so let it play out however you see it. Guys will come back to it -we love your writing!

Part 6 I lay on the cot in our room, my mind spinning, my asshole both hurting and still wanting more. Master sat in a chair, smoking a tobacco pipe and just looked at his new property. Master. I didn't even know his name. This man now owned me, fucked me up, and whored my ass out, and I had no idea who he was. All I knew was I was his property now. Just a little over 24 hours ago, I was the supreme being. Now here I was a chemed up fuckslut. A God like jock brought down to sub human levels. I was just a cumdump toilet, and I was loving it. Master took another little baggie out, and layed out 2 fat lines on the dirty floor. Handing me a straw, I snorted them both, causing a burning in my throat. But this was something different. Quickly a new sensation took over me. I just layed on the dirty floor and stared into space, unable to move. I was aware of my surroundings, yet felt like I was out of my body. "You're in a K hole boy. Just ride it out, it won't last long." What else could I do? I couldn't move. I just floated into outer space. After a while, I have no idea how long, I drifted back into my body, but still felt like a puddle. I felt Master doing something around my cock, then the prick of a needle. Soon I could feel my cock trying to get hard in the spiked cage. The spikes digging painfully into my flesh. But oddly, the pain just further excited me. Master then wrapped a band around my arm and soon I felt that prick again, followed by the most intense rush I've had yet, and a coughing fit. "That was a .5 slam bitch. Now you should be more than ready for the rest of the night. I told you, you're the main attraction tonight!" With that he grabbed my leash and led me down the hallway to a large room. A large crowd of men had assembled, waiting for me to arrive. I was made to stand up, and my wrists were placed in cuffs hanging from the ceiling. Ankle cuffs were also attached. Then the chain's attached were pulled apart, stretching my body out spread eagle, so I was hanging with only my toes touching the ground. WHACK!!! I screamed out in pain and shock at the sudden contact of a whip against my bare back. Quickly more and more were administered to my vulnerable body, back, shoulders, thighs, calves and ass. I wailed and spasmed in pain, jerking around as I hung there, unable to protect my naked body. For the first time, tears started flowing from my eyes. Over and over the whip attacked my body, till I burned from head to toe. Then the attacks started on my chest. The entire front of my body was whipped like my back had been. Up and down it hit me, leaving burning welts all over. My nipples were attacked extra hard as I threw my head back and howled. Finally, my balls were savagely attacked, causing such pain I thought I would pass out. But the drugs kept me concious. And my cock strained within it spiked prison. Finally, my body burning, covered in sweat, I was released from the chain's, and placed in a sling. I was quickly tied down and immobilized. Then Master approached me, lubing up his hand. With no effort, he rammed 4 fingers right in my sloppy cunt. I moaned as he pushed them around, in and out, stretching me further. Soon he added his thumb, pushing more and more against my sphincter. Someone tied a popper soaked rag around my nose, and I inhaled deeply. Then it happened. Masters fist popped through my assring, right into my guts. I saw stars and the neurons in my brain exploded like the fucking 4th of July! I twisted and jerked, crying in extasy as Master made me a puppet on his arm. He pushed deeper in me, past my inner ring, opening me deep. Soon half of his hairy arm was buried deep in my pussy. Someone unlocked my cock cage, releasing my big cock, allowing it to throb freely. Then Master pulled his arm out, leaving his fist in my cunt. Next he lined up his cock next to his wrist, and pushed it inside. Grabbing my hard cock with his free hand, he jerked me hard and fast while he jerked his own cock inside my ass. Soon we were both blowing our loads in the most intense orgasm I had ever known. A huge built up load sprayed all over my chest and stomach while Master jerked his load off into my ass. The crowd just watched in amazement. He pulled out of my ass, and left me there in the sling. The rest of my night was spent getting fucked and fisted by anyone who wanted to help permanently pulverize my teen jock cunt. My cunt would never be the same after that night.

Part 4 I put the clothes on that Master gave me, which consisted of a pair of yellow spandex shorts and a white tank top, both of which were way too small for me. The shorts barely reached past my groin, hugging my muscle ass and prominently displayed my caged up cock. Master looked me up and down saying, "well, you're overdressed, but we have to go out in public." Grabbing the leash and a black bag, he led me out the door. Realizing what a slut I looked like, I hesitated momentarily, but a hard yank on the leash pulled me outside. I walked with my head down, embarrased, to his van while strangers laughed at me. Master just threw me in the back of the van and off we drove. Shortly we arrived at an adult bookstore, a particularly sleazy looking one, and I was led inside. "On your knees pig!" I was ordered. "You will always crawl on your hands and knees unless were outside!" I obeyed while he led me up to the counter. "Got a new one I see." said the older man working there. "Yup," said Master, "fresh as of last night, but we're working on that," he laughed. "I hope the special room is avaiable. I need to leave my chemslut somewhere for a few hours." "It is," the man answered, "it's still early, there's only a couple guys back there at the moment. It'll get busier. You know Saturday's are always a good day. He should be quite popular." "I'm sure he will be." said Master as he was pulling off my clothes. "We'll just leave these up here." With that he led me into the back. The guys that were already there were older and enjoyed watching a teen jock being led naked to the special room. Basically it was like any video booth with glory holes on each side, with a few differences. For one, it was the only booth that had a hanging light bulb, illuminating the booth. On the wall opposite the door was a chain attached, which Master padlocked to my collar. It allowed enough room to move between the glory holes, but not enough to reach the door, and certainly not to leave. Above, pointing down, were two video cameras aimed to catch all the action. The final difference in this room was a drain in the middle of the floor. Reaching into his bag, Master pulled out a baggie of powder and proceeded to lay out two fat lines on the dirty cement floor. Handing me a straw, I didn't need to be told what to do. I snorted the lines off the floor while Master laughed at me. "Look what a pig you're becoming. Snorting lines off a dirty floor that men have pissed and cum on. And you were once so proud. I'm leaving now, I know I don't have to tell you what to do." With that he left. I was alone, chained in a sleazy bookstore, tweaking and horny. A cock came through a hole, and I immediately started sucking it, knowing it belonged to one of those old men I saw. I didn't care. I dove on it and sucked it for all I was worth. It didn't take long before he was feeding me a load of hot cum, pumping it down my throat. As he finished, the door opened and an ugly fat guy walked in and dropped his pants. Without a word he grabbed my hips and shoved his hard cock right in my ass. I moaned like a whore as he sunk it deep in me, just happy to have another cock in me. He pumped me hard, his fat belly slapping against my rock hard ass cheeks for at least 15 minutes before he pumped my guts with his sperm. Pulling out he shoved his dirty cock in my mouth and I greedily sucked it clean. Then he pulled out and started to piss on me, drenching my face, my golden blond hair, and my tan muscular body. I just wallowed in it. After the fat man left, a few minutes later another man entered the booth. A big black man. "Oh yea! We got some nice young white pussy today!" he said. "I hope you can take a big cock, cause even if you can't, you will!" He dropped his pants to reveal a cock bigger than mine. It had to be at least 12 inches, and FAT. He didn't waste a moment and shoved that monster right in me. I howled as he buried himself to the hilt in one thrust. "Oh yea, that's some good pussy. Love to feel it spasm on my cock!" As he started his pounding, an anonymous cock poked through the hole. The black man just grabbed my hair and rammed my face down on the cock. With my hair in his fist he brutally slammed the cock in and out of my throat while he battered my ass. I just grunted like a pig while I was brutally spit roasted. I was eventually rewarded with sperm being pumped in both my horny holes. That's how my day went. I was indeed the most popular pig of the day. A chemed up teenage jock slut doesn't happen every day, and the men made sure to take advantage of the opportunity. By the time Master came to get me, several hours later, I was a cum dripping, slimey, piss covered mess. My knees were scraped raw and bloody. Master sat there and watched the last few men use me before he finally had to call it quits, much to the chagrin of those still waiting their turn. "Sorry guys," Master said, "my pig has to move along to his next appointment. You're welcome to join us later at Club Taurus for more fun." With that he unchained me from the wall and threw my clothes at me, leading me out to his van and our next adventure.

Part 3 I tried to get comfortable in the confines of the cage, but I was too large for it. I could kneel, bent over, but the wire bottom dug painfully into my knees. I eventually settled on my side in the fetal position. I tried to rest, but I was so wired I just lay there, my mind spinning. It had been less than 12 hours since I was a cocky teen God, lording my perfection over the leather queens. Now here I was, in a cage, having been chemed up, brutally raped for hours, and plugged with a gut full of God only knows whose cum. My asshole throbbed around the plug, burning and raw, yet all I could think about was getting more cock. Suddenly a large t.v. turned on and I turned my head to see what was up. To my horror, there I was on screen, bound in the sling, getting fucked like there was no tomorrow. I instantly realized my predicament. My fate was truely out of my hands. The crazy thing was the more I watched my rape, the more I wanted to be fucked. My asshole instinctively clenched and sucked on the plug buried in me. I was truely transforming into a jock slut. After what must have been a few hours of watching myself be ravaged, my new Master came back into the room. He carried a glass pipe and held it up to my mouth through the cage. I didn't even hesitate as he lit the bowl. I sucked the sweet white smoke deep into my lungs, and soon was spinning again. Opening the cage he reached in and fastened a collar around my neck, attaching a leash to it and pulled me out of the cage. I started to stand and was immediately floored with a hard kick right on my nuts with his steel toed boots. "I didn't tell you to stand, whore!" he admonished me as I writhed in pain on the floor. "Let me explain what's what. I own you pig! I did my research, I know everything about you, and I know you have no family in this city. I know your estranged from your parents back in Nebraska, so they won't miss you. I have someone emptying out your apartment, and I know enough people to make you "dissapear". In a couple days we are out of here, back to where I live, where you will be nothing more than my fucked up, jock slut, cumdump slave. At least till I tire of you, or wear you out...whichever comes first. The last slave lasted 4 years till he was so used up and worthless, I dumped him in the middle of nowhere. I couldn't even sell him. What became of him, I don't know or care. But he wasn't the prime specimen you are! You're going to please me well!" I shuddered as I fully realized what I was becoming. But somehow I wanted it. Last night taught me something new about myself I never knew. I WAS born to be a fucked up cumdump! Master reached behind me and yanked out the plug, releasing a flood of cum. Quickly he rammed a syringe in my jockcunt and injected more T into my body, then quickly jammed the plug back in me. He then tossed me some clothing and told me to get dressed, it was time for my next adventure.

Part 2 I didn't have long to ponder my fate as a blindfold was placed over my eye's and a mouth spreader was forced in my mouth, stretching my jaws far apart. I felt someone messing with my cock and balls, forcing my cock into some kind of tube. I instantly felt sharp pins digging into my flesh and realized it was a studded chastity cage, one that would cause great pain if I tried to get hard. I tried to protest, but couldn't get words out through the gag. The next thing I felt was someone tying a band around my bicep. This was followed by a slight prick in my arm. After a few seconds the band was released and HOLY FUCK!! Waves like I never felt before rushed through my entire body, seizing my lungs in a death grip. I coughed violently for about a minute, then dissapeared into pure euphoria. I vaguely felt my head being released, being left to dangle. A rag was tied around my nose and I recognized the smell of poppers, sending my brain into outer space, and my asshole craving anything to be shoved in it. I didn't have to wait. A hard cock slammed into my guts as another one plunged down my helpless throat. I was brutally fucked from both ends, unable to do a thing to stop it. I could hear the voices of the men as they cheered the two rapists on. "Fuck that jock cunt" they yelled. "Bust that whore open! Teach him his new position in life as a worthless cumdump!" Over and over the cocks pillaged my holes, finally dumping their loads deep in me. They were quickly replaced by two more cocks, slamming me deep with no mercy. I just hung there and took my assault, moaning at the pleasure of having my holes ravaged. After they pumped their seed into my body, the mouth stretcher was removed. "How do you feel pig?" my new Master asked. "More please Sir!" I barely croaked out of my battered throat. "I need more cock Sir!" I begged. Master just laughed."I told you you'd become my whore! You thought you were such hot shit, now you're just a cumdump!" With that something new was shoved into my mouth and buckeled behind my head. My head was raised up and secured into place as a new cock entered my ass. The next thing I knew, warm piss was flowing into my mouth. I swallowed it down to keep from drowning while I was fucked by unseen cock. Over the next several hours I took cock after cock after cock. I have no idea many loads of cum were pumped into my perfect teen ass, or how much piss I had drunk. All I know is by the time the sun started to rise, I was a forever changed slut. My cunt was a stretched out sloppy mess, and I still wanted more! After the last stranger bred me, a large butt plug was shoved in my overflowing jock pussy and I was finally let out of the sling. Master guided me over to a cage and shoved me inside, locking it. "Try and get some rest slave." he instructed me. "I have more plans for you later." I couldn't wait to find out....

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

Part 1 I knew as soon as I felt his load, the first load I had ever take, being unloaded deep inside my gut that I needed more and that my days as a total top were over. I had come to the baths, an arrogant twenty for year old, with a well built body for which I had worked hard, short cropped dark brown hair, a rather pail completion that contrasted sharply with my dark body hair and the attitude of a no-nonsense seasoned breeder. By no means was this was not my first trip to the baths. I frequently donned a skimpy towel and went in quest of a bottom to pound when the urge to empty by balls in a slut’s hole overwhelmed me. Ever sense I had come out when I was fourteen told me I was a top, and that it was my duty to dump my load into every boy with whom I played, from my first boyfriend till that night. It probably helped that I loved to see my thick seven and a half inch member disappear inside a boy’s hole, his ass lips clinging to my shaft. That night began like any of my other trips to the baths. I purchased a locker, stripped off, slung a towel around my trim waist making sure it was low enough to show off my ample pubes and then, with my key around my wrist, headed off in search of a bottom to breed. I made my way to the sling room, the easiest place to find an open hole searching for some cock, my cock stiffening as I walked listening to the groans of men all around me and breathing in the smell of sex that lingered in the air. The sling room was dimly lit, just well enough to make out where guys were but not well enough to really make out distinct faces. I dropped my towel off in a corner by the door and proceeded, my erect cock standing out in front of me, naked through the room. Multiple slings hung from the ceiling, and were arranged in a circle so that the bottom’s asses all faced out towards the walls and the bottoms could watch themselves being bred in the mirrored ceiling. After cruising past several of the bottoms I alighted upon a blonde boy about my age with his legs in the air and the slightly vacuous expression of someone who had just been fucked more then he thought possible. I walked up between his legs and started rubbing my cock head against his well fucked, dripping hole. “How many loads you have in your hole, guy?” I asked. “I lost count,” the blonde replied vaguely, suggesting "but add yours to the mix. Give me you cock man. I need you inside of me.” I didn’t need any more encouragement then that. I pressed my cock against his hole and easily slid inside. This boy was so loose and full of cum that I didn’t bother starting out slow letting him get used to my cock, but rather started pounding him as hard as I could grabbing hold of the chains that suspended the sling from the ceiling to pull him back and pound him harder. With each deep penetrating thrust the blonde let out a little whimper and would occasionally continue begging me for my load and my cock. Sweat began to run down my back as I hammered away. Just then I felt a presence behind me and then promptly two hands appeared on my hips guiding me how to plow the boy. Then a man pressed his body against my back, and leaning around me, looked at the bottom and asked “How ya doing kid? Feelin' good?” “Hell yeah,” was the bottom’s response.

I suppose I just have to much of a kinky side to have ever lived a vanilla life. It was my wild side that got me into trouble one night when I hooked up online looking for some sort of group or exhibitionist scene. I met an older white guy into 20y.o. latin guys (me) who said he'd be willing to fuck me at a particularly cruisy park. The deal was that while I was there I was his boy; I obeyed his instructions and did only what and whom he told me to do, but my terms were no fucking without rubbers and nothing that would land me in jail. It sounded like a pretty hot scene and the guy had a talent for dirty talk, so I agreed to meet him there in an hour, showered and douched. When I arrived, I was glad I had come. He was a stacked fifty-something white daddy type that totally fit my domination fantasies. He gripped my head in his hands and delivered a big, intrusive mouth kiss to make his claim, and then spat on my face at the end of it just to seal the deal. My hands started to wander over his body, but he grabbed them and pushed his face up close to mine. "The deal was you only do what I say. That clear, boy?" I was loving it. He led me up a path in the park to a relatively secluded area surrounded by trees and bushes and pushed me to my knees, pulling out an impressively sized cock for me to suck on. I have a gift for sucking dick, and it didn't take him long to become rock hard in my mouth. I was so absorbed in the process that I was only vaguely aware that we had company, but when he motioned for me to stand up again I realized we were surrounded by five other guys. This was about the tipping point for me between "hot sex fantasy" and "situation I can't control or escape from if this goes bad," so I was pretty nervous. The daddy commanded me to lean against the tree so that he could eat out my ass. "Getting nervous," I whispered, to which he slapped my ass and told me to follow orders. I did, but my eyes were tracking the guys, who were now had their pants down and were pulling at their dicks. That said, it became hard to focus on anything once daddy started eating my ass. He had a beard that tickled my ass when he ate it out and drove me wild. While he was doing that he pulled out a bottle of lube and greased up his dick, although I was entirely sure if he was into fucking or if he was just jacking off. That became clear after a few minutes when he pulled his mouth off my ass and immediately positioned his cock to slide inside me. I reached into my pocket for a condom before he could push in. He grabbed me by the chest and pushed me close to him, his dick right up against my ass, which was struggling to stay closed against him. "Condom," I said, holding the wrapper up. "I want your sweet little ass raw, baby," he responded, trying to push inside me. Somewhat more sharply I said, "We had a deal." He chuckled at that. "And here I had to go and find me the one bottom with a spine." He wrapped the condom over his dick and relubed before positioning himself at my ass and bending me forward again. I grabbed the tree for support and braced myself, trying to relax in the somewhat awkward position of not being on an even surface, but he was surprisingly gentle entering me. I love a rough fuck as much as the next bottom, but I always appreciate tops who know to start off slow and work up to it. At this point one of the guys came up to my face, which was at crotch level, and held out an eight or nine inch dick in front of my mouth. I was watering to suck it while daddy fucked me, but I knew the rules of the game, so I didn't do anything. I figured even asking would be wrong. Disloyal, perhaps. If he wanted me to do it, he would offer. The man became more insistent, even grabbing my head, but I didn't respond. The man looked up at daddy and said, "I thought this one was just a hook-up? You been training him to take orders?" "Nope, seems he's a natural." Wait, shit, they knew each other? The man in front of me said, "Well, order him to suck my dick. I'm getting blue balls standing here." "Boy, these men are my friends, and you are going to suck them and let them fuck you same as me. Understood? Suddenly I wasn't so sure I was up for a starring role in an orgy, but no use complaining about it. "Yes sir," said with more certainty than I felt. I immediately started sucking on his dick, taking it all the way down my throat for as long as I could stand and then resurfacing for air. One of my favorite tricks is to lick the balls while I am all the way down on a dick, and the guy was loving it. It also distracted me from what Daddy, who had been building up speed. I think maybe he felt like he needed to get my attention again, because without warning he pulled his dick all the way out and rammed it all the way into me again, causing me to yelp slightly and tighten. He did it again and again in rapid succession, until on the fifth or sixth time my ass was able to stay a bit more relaxed rather than automatically tightening. Then he started power fucking me while slapping my ass. My prostate can only take so much intense stimulation from being punch fucked all at once, and the feeling had become so intense that it was passing pleasure and becoming painful. I should maybe be greatful for the fact that he had size, technique and style, but endurance less so. He only fucked me for about five minutes before he he came loudly, pulling me up to bite my neck and ride out the aftershocks of his orgasm in my ass. All at once he pulled out and ripped the condom off. He turned me around and presented my ass for the guy I had been sucking, whom I dutifully provided another condom to. This guy was not shy about ramming it in all at once; fortunately his dick was maybe slightly longer than daddy's but not nearly as thick, and I was able to take it pretty well. I try to avoid using poppers too much, but I figured at this point surviving the night would mean pulling out all the stops, so I pulled out my "Emergency, in case of getting gangbanged" bottle from my pocket and took a couple of deep hits before sucking the next man's dick. The second stranger definitely had stamina, and was probably showing off a bit for his friends. He would pull all the way out and in, do circle motions, fuck hard and then slow and then hard again. I was more or less just along for the ride, so I just focused on my mouth and keeping my balance. When he finally came, he was so loud that I was afraid he would alert the entire park. The next guy told me to take off all of my clothing. I looked to daddy for confirmation, but he just nodded, so I obeyed, grateful that it was a warm night and I hadn't brought my phone or wallet into the park with me. He fucked me on my back in the dirt, with my legs on his shoulders. He was a white dude who wanted me to call him "papi" and liked to pull all the way out of my ass while he was fucking me and then just barely stick the head back in several times before forcing it all the way back in. After maybe the fourth time doing this he paused before putting it back in my ass, which set off my alarms. It was the first moment I suspected someone of tampering with the condoms, and I asked him if it was still on and tried to reach back. He assured me it was, but batted my hand away. I tried again, and he pinned my hands down and force fucked me while staring directly into my eyes. At this point I figured I had done my due diligence and decided to take it on faith and enjoy the ride; if he was lying there wasn't much I could do at this point anyway, and he was my favorite top of the lot so far anyway. He rode me like that for another two or three minutes before coming silently, still staring straight into my eyes, shaking with the force of cumming but not uttering a word. The next guy was an older latin guy, athletic but wiry and with a beautiful big dick. He was also the most sadistic of the group. he started off slapping his dick on my face and force fucking my throat until I was gagging, which I'm pretty good about controlling under most circumstances. He slapped my face with his hand hard enough to hurt and then made me beg for him to do it again. Generally he pushed me just a little bit farther than I wanted to go, which was clearly the point. Then he had told me to stand up and face Daddy, which I did. He stuffed my own underwear in my mouth as a gag, and had Daddy hold me tightly, pinning my arms to my sides. In rapid succession he stuck one, two, then three unlubed fingers into my ass, which hurt like hell the way he did it. With daddy holding me, he brought the fingers up to my face and smeared them on my face and nose. "Smell that, bitch? That's the smell of the loads of the four guys who just fucked you. All of the guys here have been popping the condoms when they fuck you. I'm not even going to bother faking the rubber." Wait, what? Fuck, fuck, fuck! I looked into Daddy's eyes, who smiled almost gently and cooed, "Shhh, what does it matter now? It's done. Just relax. Just enjoy it." And here's where someone else, a more dominant guy, someone who wasn't as kinky or as horny as me would have acted differently. That guy would have fought back like hell, maybe get the shit beaten out of him but not given into this on principle and maybe gotten away at that point. But me? I thought, "you're right, what's the point?" It's not like I could deny that being barebacked was a huge turn-on, and whatever damage was done was already taking its course. I could always see the emergency clinic tomorrow about Plan B or PEP or whatever it was called. Tonight, I might as well enjoy getting fucked. So I didn't scream or cry or fight. With some effort, I spat the underwear in my mouth out and looked Daddy in the eye. "Kiss me, sir." "Fuck you, you don't give orders, kid." Not backing down I said, "Fuck you, you didn't keep your end. Kiss me." He did, forcefully and passionately, conceding even while he reasserted his dominance with his lips and tongue. Meanwhile, the guy behind me lubed up and put his head at my hole. I knew this was going to be brutal, and sure enough he fucked me as hard as any of them for a good fifteen minutes without ever taking a break or going gentle. He taunted me, saying things like, "Maybe before you came into this park tonight you were a man. Now you are nothing more than a cumpdump and a faggot. You will never be anything more than that after tonight. After tonight you'll only ever be good for taking loads from real men. Beg me for my load to fill up your faggot ass." When he finally came he must have shot ten wads into my ass while he whispered, "I'm breeding your ass. I'm breeding you. I'm going to make you pregnant with my babies, a real man's babies, you little cocksucking whore." Even as he was going soft he didn't pull out. Instead, I felt a flood of warmth deep in my ass as I realized that he was unloading his piss inside of me. Apparently this really did it for the next guy, who fucked my piss soaked ass and didn't last more than a minute before cumming. To each their own, I guess. I thought the final guy in the group was also going to fuck me too, but he made me kneel in front of him while he said, "I don't fuck used up whores." I had to admit, that successfully stung a bit after everything I had just been through. He told me to open my mouth, and let loose a stream of piss that started there but then covered my face and body before zipping back up and walking away. Daddy shoved me over a low branch, saying, "you stink, faggot." This didn't stop him and two of the other guys from fucking again and pissing in my mouth and ass, respectively. Oddly it wasn't hurting; I was feeling a bit light-headed and very horny. Later I pieced together that some of the dudes must have been high and when they pissed on/in me I was getting a contact high. All I knew was that I suddenly went from resigned to eager about the idea of taking their cum inside me. Fortunately, Daddy came prepared with a towel and some sanitizer so that I could clean up a little. The other guys took off one by one, until Daddy and the sadist (who went by Jesse) were the only ones left. Jesse was the last to cum in me for the second time, and as he was finishing he looked up at Daddy he said, "Any chance I could borrow your new toy for a day?" Daddy looked nonplussed. "I like this one. I might just keep him. Besides, you tend to break your toys." Jesse raised a hand and said, "you'll get him in mint condition. Or at least not any worse than whatever condition he's in now. Thing is, I still don't think this bitch has truly accepted his place in the world as a cumpdump for real men, and I have some thoughts one how to go about making him see the light. Just one day. We'll meet you at the baths tomorrow night and he'll be all yours. I think you'll like the results." I sat there numbly, Jesse's dick still dribbling cum into my ass, realizing that they were talking about me like meat and I didn't particularly seem to mind. And while I didn't really want to go with Jesse, if Daddy said yes, I knew I would. Daddy considered it for a bit, then said, "Fine, one day, all limbs attached and no permanent psychic scarring. Boy, you follow him like it's me, understood?" Jesse responded with a wicked smile: "cross my heart. Come on, kid, you can pick up your car tomorrow night. Your coming with me now." I nodded to Daddy and followed Jesse out of the park and into my new life.

Although I'm just 23, I’m having the time of my short life, yeah, I'm having a blast. But let me back up quite a few years and start at the beginning. I am the third boy in a family of five boys. My younger brother Tim is 18 months younger than me and my two older brothers Scott and Matt, are four and six years older respectively. After the birth of my youngest brothers, Mom got really sick. Although she hung on for almost eight years, she eventually succumbed to the illness that beset her. Not surprisingly Dad was distraught trying to raise five boys who ranged in age from eight to just shy of sixteen, and Dad especially had trouble dealing with me, his middle son, who was somewhat effeminate. Tim was also a handful, particularly in dealing with the loss of his mother. Although I had become his major caregiver, Dad didn’t want me, his flamboyant son, unduly influencing his youngest child, so Dad called on his best friend (who we all knew as Uncle Jack), a buddy Dad knew from college, who, while he was a bit like me, (he definitely had his Diva moments) but also could pull off the straight macho attitude. In any event, Dad asked Jack if he would raise me, which wasn't nearly as unreasonable as it might sound. Uncle Jack lived quite nearby, so I wouldn’t need to change schools, and I could visit my brothers whenever I wanted. Now you may thought my math skills were a little off since I mentioned five brothers and only listed four. Well, the fifth is my twin brother Kyle. Although we're identical twins, he is completely at odds in behavior and taste. Well you now have met my family. I’m Jake and I now live with my real uncle Rod, my little brother Tim lives with us as well and Kyle uses Uncle Rod's home as basecamp for his job. So when I was about ten my father sent me to live with his college chum and best bud, Uncle Jack. Jack was 6'4", and about 220 pounds, so he was a mountain of a man, a macho guy, a real man. I imagine my father thought Uncle Jack would be a good role model for me, and so I did. It didn't hurt that he was also very handsome and quite well off. The first year there were a lot of adjustments to make, daily routines, chore schedules and generally just really getting to genuinely know each other, but by the time my 12th birthday rolled around, I realized Uncle Jack and I shared some very similar qualities: we both enjoyed the company of very cute young men. It was common for Jack to have a guest over from his office, or an acquaintance from a local hangout, all of whom ranged from 18 to around 25. Jack also hung-out with a group of men in the range of 35 to early fifties. I always enjoyed the attention the guys and men would shower on me, though none of them touched me inappropriately. By the time I reached 15 or 16, I began noticing that some of the guys would stay over, as I now stayed up later it was obvious that these boys and men, would retire to my Uncle Jack's bedroom after they thought I was asleep. In actuality, however, I was often awake, playing games on my computer or phone, and I overheard Uncle Jack's moans and groans, as well as those of his current guest, as the noises filtered down the hallway. I was inwardly pleased to know Uncle Jack, a macho man, was just essentially like me, even if, unlike me, he was not a virgin. I kept Uncle Jack's secret from my brothers and especially Dad, as I slowly got closer to Kyle and Tim, and seemingly more distant from Scott and Matt, with my older brothers actually bulling me and calling me Faggot and Queer. I just disregarded them as Uncle Jack had taught me that it was their problem that they couldn’t accept me. As my 18th birthday approached Kyle asked if he could spend the night, I of course jumped at the chance to be with my twin, although we had opposite temperaments we shared looks and almost identical bodies, Kyle played more sports and hit the gym more frequently than me but I still had a six pack, to his eight pack. Uncle Jack had a friend come over and cook us a really good dinner, and Kyle and I played Xbox games up till about 10 o’clock, when we headed to my room and got ready for bed. As I lay there in my shorts next to my hunky brother I was nervous and excited, what if he noticed my boner, then I looked down and noticed his ample bulge which like mine was hardening and tenting his shorts. I looked over at Kyle and he had a gleam in his eyes “I love you Jake, you know in a few hours we’ll both be 18” “I know” Kyle leaned over towards me and tentatively placed his lips on mine and began kissing me, his hand found my bulge and began kneading it through my basketball shorts, my hand soon found his bulge and I noticed the fabric was quite damp, as mine was most assuredly, our kissing became very passionate, our tongues probing the others oral cavities “I had no clue you had gay tendencies” I quizzed him “We are twins, and while I may view things differently, thanks to Dad, I’ve been Queer for you since I was about 12” I was taken aback, my twin has had the hots for me for 6 years and I hadn’t realized it, he soon was on top of me offering his cock to my lips, which I gladly opened as he sunk his large phallus into my mouth, we were both about the same size 9.5 inches, as I took him down my throat I could taste his precum, the nectar which had sustained my jerkoff sessions as I sucked my own dick in the previous months, listening to Jack pummeling or being pummeled just down the hall. I slid off of Kyles glistening cock, pushed him aside and before he could react “Have you ever done this?” I rolled up on my shoulder blades and pointed my dripping cock toward my mouth the relaxing my back slid just over half my cock “Fuck no, but let me try” Kyle followed my lead and rolled back on his shoulder blades and took his cock into his mouth, I had turned my brother onto a talent he had no idea he possessed, I went back to sucking my cock really getting the precum flowing. Kyle unwound himself and began playing with my ass, wetting a finger and rubbing it on my pucker, then he dove in and began licking my hole occasionally fingering the opening, the grandfather clock in the hall chime twelve and I soon found my twin brother with three fingers working in my hole alongside his tongue. My cock was flooding my mouth and throat with precum when Kyle stopped his ministrations on my ass, I felt empty then I felt his slimy cock press into my hole, first the head drooling precum into my gaping hole then an inch or two slid down into my opening “I’ve never fucked a guy before, but I always wanted you to be my first, you see like you I’ve saved myself for my true love, my brother” By the time he made his confession his entire cock had eased its way into my rectal cavity and I could feel the underside brushing my prostate he pumped in and out about ten to fifteen times before announcing he was too close and blasted my interior walls with his white cream. I was close too, as he pulled out with a pop I rolled off my shoulders and felt my ass, dripping with my brother’s cream, I scooped up what was dripping from my gaping hole and smeared it onto Kyles quivering pucker, I fingered his cum into his hole, scooping up freshly escaping semen from my ass lips, and pushing it into his until I was able to get three fingers past his sphincter, my cock was dripping precum on his hole as well as I slid my cock into Kyle, I could only imagine this is how it felt to slide into me. I was balls deep in my brother, I rolled onto my side bringing Kyle with me, my cock still pumping in and out as my hips gyrated, holding my twin in my arms as my cock worked his inner gut. As it already well past midnight, although he was hard and drooling precum I soon heard Kyle drift into a sound slumber, I pumped a silent load into his intestine and continued fucking him for a while longer before feeling another load building up “Ah fuck, god your ass is so….., ggggggooooodddddd, take my load bro” I spewed my load into his ass, he barely awoke, as l hugged him closer we fell asleep with my still hard cock buried in his chute It felt great having Kyle in my arms, I only fantasized about actually having sex, let alone having it be my twin. Around three in the morning I felt the mattress sink on both sides waking me slightly, thinking Kyle had gotten up, but wait my cock is still buried in Kyle’s hole, then I felt a large cock sliding into my crevice, a hand slid over my mouth as my cock slid from his hole. A mouth moved in and began sucking my rod, while the phallus at my back door pushed into my hole, Uncle Jack whispered in my ear “Relax, your 18 now so I can legally have you to play with, I’ve raised you to be a good queer boy, now just enjoy the ride” I looked over to see Kyle being fucked by one of Jacks friends who had attended dinner with us, Jack was thicker than Kyle or I so he stretched my hole out, and fucked a lot rougher, which I soon discovered I liked, I suddenly realized that there was also a small group of guys surrounding the bed, all jerking their cocks “Don’t worry they’ll all get a chance to breed you” uncle Jack told me With that my hole got wetter as Jack bred my no longer virgin hole. Jack pulled out slowly as one of his 18 year old buddies climbed on the bed and entered my hole, rolling me over and having me ride his long but thin cock, a small brown bottle was placed under my nose, I was told to inhale, my head got fuzzy, and a warmth spread over my body, I took another hit and another, the sensation of the inhalant was awesome I didn’t realize a second cock had penetrated my ass, the twink and the bear daddy were working together to breed my now distended hole. I had been making out with the 18 year old as I rode his cock, as the daddy bear pulled me back in a bear hug I noticed for the first time the scorpion encircling the twinks nipple, the bear pulled my head around into a kiss, and I saw the 20 something that was Fucking Kyle had a bio hazard on his hip as I looked around the room at all the guys who were going to take turns on our asses almost all had some form of tattoo, signifying Poz. I settled back into getting fucked as the twink blew his load into my cummy cavity. Six more men bred me and Kyle before dawn some came back around to fill us a second time, Jack was keeping score on my white board. I had taken 3 more loads than Kyle. As each guest finished off they would hug and kiss Jack goodnight, then collect their clothes and depart. Finally as the sun began to appear in the window Jack settled down and impaled Kyle while his bear buddy Keith entered me, they forced Kyle and I together in the middle of the bed, we began making out as they pumped us with our final loads. As Jack and Keith finished off filling our holes, they each slipped a medium butt plug in, so as not to soil the linens. Jack let us sleep in and finally woke us around noon, we were covered in dried cum and in spots were almost glued together from falling asleep in the cummy bed cuddled together. Keith and jack escorted us to the bathroom and stood us in the shower as they each worked the butt plugs out of our asses, then turned the water on to wash us down, they left the room as Kyle and I explored each other’s bodies, although it was like exploring our own. Dad threw us a birthday party at his house and Tim hung on me, I started to wonder if my little 16 year old brother was having feelings for me and Kyle, feelings which dad would not approve of. The party ended early around 7 o’clock and Kyle and I returned to Uncle Jack’s house. Where much to our surprise was a more adult party, with go-go boys and hot bears, cubs, otters, all the types of boys and men I had associated with Jack over the years. It started out with some tunes and mingling and ended with Kyle and I being escorted down to what I thought was an old wine cellar, sure there were racks for wine bottles, but beyond there was a door that lead to a kinky room with benches and slings and various leather equipment. Hands began undressing Kyle and I, then we were then led to an apparatus and strapped in Uncle Jack then spoke “we have been waiting for you two to turn 18 so now on your birthday we will welcome you into the brotherhood” With that a tall thin black guy started rubbing his big cock on my hole, and a Asian guy started on Kyle, neither used much lube and our asses ripped as we got fucked, Jack and Keith took turns on us as well, after about 6 or seven loads each we were set free and allowed to roam, Kyle found a hot daddy who wanted his cock sucked, then wanted to be fucked with what he said could be our last negative loads, I found a hot 20 twink who wanted to be fucked rough and bred deep. In all between Kyle and me we took 30 loads and bred 7 guys. About two months later Kyle was over visiting as we Planned Tim’s 17th birthday party, and we both had sore throats and were running hot and cold. Jack suggested that he stay the night to avoid the cool night air. By the next morning I was nauseous, fevers, muscle aches, just plain old really shitty feeling, Kyle wasn’t quite as bad but he too had caught something. Jack and Keith nursed us for three days then suggested we head over to his doctor. At the doctor’s office they swabbed the inside of our cheeks and took some blood and did a lot of test, Kyle had to pee in a cup and they swabbed my ass and cock. I was starting to get concerned when Jack came in to be with us from the waiting room “Well ,you little sex pigs, welcome to the brotherhood, you both came back Positive, Kyle it appears you also picked up syphilis and chlamydia, Jake just some chlamydia for you, but your reactive to HPV as well” We looked at Jack who was smiling, and gasped he was so calm about us having STI’s, about then the nurse came in and administered a couple shots to Kyle and pills to me. After the office visit the doctor agreed to come by to discuss the results of the blood test. Kyle and I were dumbstruck and sat in the back seat of the car quiet all the way home

Who doesn't love Halloween?? I know religious fanatics hate the holiday, but that just makes me like it even more. No stupid songs or grade school pageants. Just FUN! Candy and scary movies make a great combination. 1992 I was in college and lived in a pretty crummy neighborhood. My best friend back then was Nancy. It had occurred to me that she liked me as more than a friend. In all our long talks. I'd never mentioned the fact that I was gay. Deep, deep in the closet with no desire to 'come out'. Nancy and I were both design students and had our mid-term projects completed. It was Halloween, Friday and her 21st birthday. She'd bought her first legal bottle of booze. It was that nasty 151 proof rum that had a "flammable" warning on the label. Mixed with enough Coke, it was bearable. It was a nice night and the leaves had barely started to fall. We sat on her porch and got blitzed. Say what you want about the student slums, but this was where all the party people lived. Lots of bars and great stereo systems. We watched the parade of costumed bar-goers go down to "The Hawk". Nancy kept snuggling up to me, closer. I just played dumb because I couldn't bear to tell her the truth. "You know what I don't see? Men dressed as women. In fourth grade, I dressed up as a lady -- with a wig and everything." "Oh." she said "Guys who do that at this age are probably camping now." Huh? I knew what she meant. That was our school's code for gays who 'cruised' the war memorial in the middle of campus. What did they do? How do you cruise? What does that involve? That monument was right over the hill from our street. I asked a few vague,random questions about camping. "Fags just go there and do stuff with each other. It's so stupid. It's like they are trying to get AIDS or something. My friend Andy-- from Visual Identity -- goes there all the time...he likes it best when it's raining because I guess only the really horny dudes go there during bad weather. He's probably got the disease. No idea." She got up and went to refill her glass. Did Nancy think I was stupid, not attracted to her...or gay. I watched the drunks go up and down the street. Her phone rang. A bunch of relatives called to wish her a happy birthday. Her words were slurred. Pretty bad. I just sat there with my thoughts. I hated this toxic rum, but wanted to finish my cup. I knew I'd throw up at some point. Silence from inside. I hoped like hell she didn't think she wasn't attractive. I should just go in and fess up. But she was passed out on the sofa with a dead phone in her hand. She'd spilled her drink on the carpet. Poor Nancy. Why was I such a bad friend? I SUCK! Tomorrow, I'd tell her tomorrow. It was after midnight, but there was a lot of partying still going on. I only lived one block away from Nancy, but didn't really want to go home and be sick. I'd walk off the lethal rum a little. I knew where I was going even if I didn't 'know' it. I wanted to camp. It was a nice night, but heavy clouds covered the moon. As I walked up the hill, I met up with some stumbling guy dressed as the grim reaper. He muttered something that I didn't quite catch. I should have worn some type of costume so that I didn't stand out so much. Too late now, I guess. Was that thunder? I wondered if we'd get rain. Once over the hill, I saw the bright monument. It looked like a giant erect penis. I got it now. The floodlights made it look pretty much an altar to dick. OK. I got closer and decided I couldn't do this now. But I wanted to get close, take another step. I saw about a dozen guys just hanging out. Most of them were sitting on or leaning on a low rock wall around the statue. What was I doing here? I needed to go home and go to bed. Vomit, take some TUMS and lie down. But then a loud clap of thunder slammed the air. The group made noise and I heard a couple of car doors slam. A storm was moving in...which was kind of perfect for Halloween. The first wave of rain drops fell. All the guys left, headlights on and wipers going. I just couldn't walk back home in this. Shit. I normally don't mind rain so much, but it made me shiver a little now. The wind had changed. Oh Hell, I'd just find somewhere dry to wait out the storm. The library was open all night, but I needed somewhere closer. Right down the hill was a garage or shed of some kind. My guess that it was where they kept mowers and grass seed -- stuff like that. It had a narrow awning that I stood under. The orange glow of the security light was strangely beautiful as the rain got heavier. More lightning. Just then, a figure rushed at me through the heavy drops. Panic. He ran with so much energy that I thought he was going to tackle me. But no, he just wanted to get out of the storm. He was a lean guy, not much taller than me. He had on blue jeans and a t-shirt with our school's mascot, but he was no student. He was an older guy (late 30's) and just seemed like a local dude. "The storm wasn't supposed to start until tomorrow. I always keep an eye on the weather because I do landscaping around here...I'm James. What's your name?" "Scott" (a lie) "Nice to meet you, Scott. What the Hell are doing out here?" "Oh... oh I live close to here. I just got caught in the rain as I was walking back from a party." "Frat party? You look like a frat boy. " "No, James. I live a few streets away, What are you doing out tonight?" "It's Halloween, kid. I'm a goddamn vampire. Can't you tell?" I finally let myself myself look him up and down. He was really skinny and pale. Sort of sickly. I guess. Dark brown hair, wet. He might actually be a vampire I suppose. Damn rum. I waited to see his fangs pop out. "And vampires can't get wet?" He chuckled. "I'm just fuckin' with you, Scotty. I came to make sure this door was locked." He gestured to the shed's door -- which was indeed unlocked. "Why? What's in there?" "I'll show you. There's no light, but I can leave the door open a little to let some light in from the lamp post." I knew what he was doing and what I was doing, but I sensed that one aspect of "camping" was pretending you weren't about to what you wanted to do. Once inside, I got a little scared...was I actually doing this? He stood in the doorway and blocked most of the light. Still, I could see giant 50 lb. bags of what I assumed was some kind of fertilizer or seed. "At least it's dry in here," I said lamely. "Yeah. Here...take a look at this." He unzipped his fly and hauled out his hard dick. It was long and skinny, but the head flared out in an unreal way. It reminded of the devil's tail...or a T-square. I never imagined a penis could form like that. I couldn't say a word. "Sit down on those bags of weed-killer. Now." "Uh..." I was still trying to think when he made a few fast strides and put his dick up to my lips. "Yeah. Take as much as you can. From now on, you'll do what you're told." It was so dark in here. I held his rain-soaked jeans as he pushed that wicked head deeper into my mouth. I felt like I didn't have enough spit for this. I just kept trying. The taste and smell were a little funky. He hadn't showered today, but the smell of rain was helpful. Lightning releases ozone from the air...it's a beautiful odor. "Fuck yeah! The better job you do, the better off you'll be." Was he going to cum? Ejaculate? I had this brief thought of choking to death on this bizarre man organ. His flared head went deeper into my throat...couldn't breathe. At least he pulled back a little to give me air. And then plunged back in, hard and fast and then faster. Is sensed he was about to cum, but he stopped. "Take your pants down, Scotty Boy. I'd do it for you, but my forearms are a little weak right now. Do it now." OK. There was no going back now. I did as instructed and felt the colder air chill my ass a little. I was fully erect...which was confusing because I felt pure fear. Cats sometimes purr when they are really stressed...it's a comfort to them. James closed the door and locked it. Total blackness. I felt him position himself behind me. The weird tip of his penis parted my cheeks. "It'll be easier if you don't fight or tense up....God, your lucky." Lucky? How? "I got sperm in my balls that has a bite to it. It'll stay in you forever." I didn't and also did know what he was talking about. He was going to give me AIDS. He had it and wanted to spread it. No going back. He wanted to do the butt sex thing here in the dark. "Ow!!! No!!! Not now!" "Shh. You want this is bad as I do. Relax." I yelled, but the sound would never go through the walls. I'd put myself in this situation. He pushed that tip past my ass hole, GODDAMN! NO WAY! I was about to die. He just kept going in, deeper. Deeper. That inflamed dick head was now way inside me, ripping my insides, tearing everything. My screams echoed in the small metal space. I felt like I was going to die right then and there. Mistake! I had the morbid thought that I least I wouldn't have go through finals. He was relentless with his pumping and had no desire to let up until he came. I was just a portal for him to deliver seed in. It got a little easier to take after a few minutes. My insides had given up the tension. I stopped fighting it and let him do his thing. I didn't think -- which is unusual for me. I was just a fuck hole for this man. For his pleasure. "Guess what? I came already, but you're getting a double dose for being such a good boy. I swear, I never even lost my hard-on." By now I was starting to like it more. My own dick was about to come. And then it did. Shit! I must have lost a whole pint of semen all over the concrete floor. I moaned as a sense of pure enjoyment over took me. He was good at this. Did I just get a boyfriend? No. I didn't. As soon as he finished emptying a second load into me, James pulled his jeans back up and was quiet. He unlocked the door and opened it. The rain seemed to have stopped. "I always have a cigarette after fucking. I'll be right outside...get up when you're able, and join me." "Yeah. Thanks." 'Thanks'?? Did I really just thank a guy who caused me so much pain? My ass was sore as hell. Did HIV semen hurt more than the regular kind? I lifted my jeans back over my hips and zipped up. OK. My legs worked just fine, and I went to join him. "Damn, Scott! I'm gonna sleep good tonight, but I bet you won't. Want a cigarette?" I didn't smoke, but it seemed like a good thing to do just now. "I'm glad the storm is over." "Yeah, but it'll be muddy in the morning when I go to work. How you feelin'? " "Great." "Cool. Want to do it again? I always come here when it rains at night. Check the forecast, Scotty." It rained a lot the next two months.

Education: 01 - A Long Introduction Part 1 He had been chatting with Mitch off and on for months through the apps and hook-up sites, but nothing had ever come of it. Andrew had shot his load to many of their conversations. He fantasized about grinding down against Mitch's hairy body and taking his raw cock. It seemed like Mitch wanted to meet. Their schedules just never allowed for it. Andrew was 24, 10 years younger than Mitch's profile said he was. Both were white with dark hair and eyes. While Andrew kept his pits furry and trimmed the hair around his cock, he was mostly smooth otherwise. Mitch on the other hand had thick full pits and a nice bush as well as a solid but not overwhelming blanket of hair across his chest, belly, and legs. And while Mitch also had an average length cock of about 6.5 to 7 inches, it looked thick and firm enough to make Andrew's hole twitch any time they talked. Andrew was also a slimmer guy – toned, not too skinny but not a jock by any means. He was sure a man like Mitch would make him feel great. Andrew had loved taking bareback since an older buddy of his in college insisted on fucking him raw when he was a freshman. He had always been the typical misguided suburban boy though, cautious about trying to only take dick from HIV neg guys. Mitch's positive status was one of the only things holding him back. He had not shared that hesitation though. Late one night, things changed. They chatted on Scruff about all of the things Andrew dreamed about: kissing a hot scruffy man, taking his big bro or dad's cock into his mouth and licking the shaft and head until he got to swallow a thick load of cum, burying his face into a sexy man's hairy chest, having his hole opened up by a wet tongue so that his top's rock hard cock can slide in. They had not talked about meeting up in a while, ever since Andrew clearly chickened out a month before. But the dirty talk grew heavier and heavier, more pictures were exchanged, and suddenly, to Andrew's surprise, Mitch sent him a short video. The video showed him blowing smoke on his bottom's hole, eating him out, and then sliding in his cock for a few good hard thrusts. And then Mitch asked Andrew if he would come over to his hotel room downtown. Much to both of their surprise, Andrew said yes. The talk over the last hour had made him cockhungry, and the video of Mitch rawdogging a hot hole that looked like it could have been Andrew's own pushed him over the edge. It was time to meet face to face. It took a while for Andrew to get ready, but eventually he headed downtown to meet Mitch. His heart was pounding. Mitch said that he'd have all the supplies needed: lube if spit wasn't enough, some toys, a selection of porn, poppers and Maximum Impact, cockrings if Andrew wanted to try, other things that he might want to try as well. Andrew's heart pounded as he spied his scruffy raw top waiting for him outside the hotel. He looked maybe 6 years older than his profile had said, but that didn't matter. Andrew was in lust at first sight. "Hey, I'm Mitch," he said, tossing down his cigarette and extending his hand. "Damn you're cute." Andrew shook it, shyly introduced himself, and followed him past the welcome desk and into the elevator. Mitch made small talk, seeing that his young prey was nervous. They walked through an open air courtyard and down a hall to the right, entering a room near the corner of the building. The room was dark, and much to Andrew's surprise, two other men were inside. "H-hi, I'm Andrew," he said, looking from the lean, muscular guy on his left to the fully nude bearish man that was lying on the bed. "I hope you don't mind," Mitch said, touching Andrew's ass through his jeans. "They've been here for a while and wanted to meet you too once I showed them your pics." Andrew nodded and smiled, clenching his butt in his soon-to-be breeder's hand. Mitch growled in approval and moved his hand to his waistline and then down into the young man's jeans. "Fuck, kid," he said, running his middle finger down Andrew's crack. "He's got on a jock, guys. Wanna show them, boy?" He was nervous, having not been told that this would be a group affair, but he spun around to face Mitch. He unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans and kicked his shoes off to the side as he lowered the top of his jeans below the blue and white striped waistband of his jock. "Sexy boy," said the naked hairy man on the bed. He looked to be in his mid-30s, about the same age as Mitch. He also had dark hair, but he had a shaved head and a more body hair than anyone else in the room. He also had two tattoos on his arm: a phrase in a foreign language and a tribal-looking figure. He was the biggest of them all in terms of mass, but he wasn't overweight. Just large and solid. A man. Andrew could feel himself get rock hard in his jock as he stared into Mitch's eyes and let his new bearded acquaintance look him over from behind. "Mind if I do this?" Before Andrew could ask what, the man dove face first into his ass. As his tongue hit Andrew's tight hole, Mitch said, "That's RJ. Feel good?" Andrew nodded once more as RJ came up for air. "Fuck dude. His hole tastes amazing. Why don't you and Tony give this kid a hit while I loosen him up a bit more?" The boy opened his mouth to ask Mitch what he was talking about, but Mitch put a finger on his lips and gave him a deep kiss. Their tongues caressed each other as RJ's tongue began to lap at his hole once more. It circled the pucker, tracing around it before darting in and out and up and down in long, forceful strokes. After a moment, Mitch broke from the kiss and crossed the room to the bathroom. Andrew could hear rustling from the other room, the sounds of Mitch digging through his bag. The athletic stud who had been watching from a chair in the corner stood up and took Mitch's place in front of the young man. "I'm Tony," he said with a smile. He was by far the most attractive in the room. Tall and thin like Andrew but more toned. He clearly went to the gym a few times a week, enough to keep in shape but not to bulk up. "My hat matches your jock, I see," he commented, rubbing the Nasty Pig logo above Andrew's trapped wood. His fingers moved down to trace the length of his cock, and he leaned in for a brief kiss. "God damn you've got a great hole, Andrew," RJ said. He rose up, kneeling on the edge of the bed behind Andrew. Andrew could feel RJ's hairy chest graze his back through his thin t-shirt. He groaned softly as RJ's index finger ran over his wet hole. "Yeah, boy, you like that? Think you'd like this in there later?" he asked as he tapped what felt like a meaty cock against Andrew's left cheek. "It will definitely like you." "Make sure you save some of that for me too," Tony said to RJ. Then he looked to Andrew. He had gorgeous blue eyes. Everyone else in the room had dark hair and dark eyes, which made Tony's icy blue ones pop out even more. "I'm usually more of a bottom, but...you never know." "Hey, get him comfortable! I'm almost ready," Mitch called from inside the bathroom. Tony reached down and took Andrew's jeans the rest of the way off, folding them and setting them against the wall with his shoes. He then lifted the boy's t-shirt over his head, smiling at what Andrew thought was his chest but what was really RJ lubing up his dick in the background. RJ set the bottle of iD on the bed next him after his 7.5 inch uncut cock was nice and slick and leaned back onto the pillows. "Let's get on the bed," Tony whispered in the new kid's ear, pushing him back slightly and forcing Andrew to move onto it. RJ assisted from behind, pulling the younger bottom up so that he was half sitting on the man's right thigh. "Hello again," RJ said, tweaking Andrew's nipple with his right hand and positioning the head of his cock at the boy's hole with his other. As a naked Mitch reentered the room with two objects in his hand, Tony stripped off his athletic shorts to reveal his hung chubbing cock, adorned with a heavy black rubber cockring. Tony slid up onto the bed, positioning himself on the other side of Andrew and spreading his legs a bit. Mitch joined them last, straddling the others' legs to sit in front of the group. "So when I say go, start sucking in slowly," he instructed Andrew. Mitch raised the first of the objects to Andrew's lips, and he saw a glass pipe with a long stem and a bulb at one end that was loaded with a melted white/clear substance. Mitch then raised a blue torch up and lit the end of the pipe. The substance melted, and white smoke swirled around in the bulb. "Ok, you can start," the boy's teacher said. Mitch slowly turned the pipe back and forth as Andrew inhaled. The young man only half knew what he was participating in, having read stories online and seen a handful of brief videos of this on a random gay porn tumblr page. His eyes darted from the smokey end and up to the man who he wanted so badly inside him. When he had taken as deep a breath he could, he raised his hand slightly, and Mitch pulled the pipe away. "Now exhale," he instructed. "No need to hold it in. Just breathe out slowly." And so Andrew did. "If you give me a kiss, you can have another." Finally he could be back in his originally intended top's arms! Not that he was complaining about the other two men taking care of him. Andrew leaned up toward Mitch, but Mitch stopped him from getting too close, taking his free hand and pinching the boy's nipple. His eyes moved downward to his hard dick, back up to the boy, and then back to his cock. "I meant kiss that." The younger man leaned forward on the bed and softly licked the head of Mitch's penis. He eagerly scooped up a pearl of precum that appeared on its tip and looked back up to his top. From behind, he could feel RJ's thumb work its way into his wet, hungry hole. "Mm, yeah, that's a hot warm hole. Nice and tight," RJ said with a smile. Tony licked his lips as he played with his own cock and hole, his eyes never leaving Andrew's ass. "I get in there first," Mitch said with a glance over to RJ and then to the large TV where Blue Bailey was getting fucked by a gang of men. "Of course," RJ agreed. "Just getting him ready." Having done what was requested of him, he sat back toward RJ again, which inadvertently forced RJ's finger deeper within him. Again, he wasn't complaining. He had never had the desire to party in the past, but now that his new friends were introducing him to it, he could understand the appeal. Even that first mediocre hit was having him crave cum. The pipe was raised to his lips once more and then again and again. After four increasingly large hits, Mitch took one for himself and then handed the pipe to Tony to use. Mitch leaned in closer to the hungry bottom and kissed him deeply. Andrew leaned back onto RJ, half sliding off the bearish man and on to the pillow between RJ and Tony as Tony lit up. RJ tweaked Andrew's nipples, causing him to moan through the kiss, and then he lowered his hand to Tony's waiting hole. "Fuck yes, let's get these bottom sluts twisted," RJ said to Mitch as he removed his finger so that Mitch could line his hefty cock up to Andrew's slick hole. He pressed the head of his cock against the boy's pucker and slowly pressed in. He could tell the kid was fucked up by the way his hole sucked at his cock. He continued in slowly, feeling each ring contract and release against his shaft, pulling him further and further along. "You like that? This okay?" he asked. "Yes sir," Andrew said, moving his hips downward in a sudden movement to take the rest in quickly. Once it was as far as he could take it in that thrust, he squeezed his hole on the cock inside him. "Oh god damn that feels good," Mitch groaned. He pulled out slowly and pushed in with more speed, going deeper this time than before. "You have an amazing hole. I bet you get told that all the time." "I have been before, yeah. Your cock feels great inside me too," Andrew half whispered and half moaned back. He bucked his hips, sliding up and down on Mitch's raw pole a few times before sliding off RJ, who had shifted to the boy's right a bit so that he could have fun with Tony. RJ took a hit of poppers and slid out from under Andrew entirely. He positioned himself between Tony's legs so that Tony and Andrew were side-by-side on their backs, and he plunged into Tony's eager hole. Once his cock was balls deep, RJ leaned over and fed poppers to Tony and Andrew as well. All four men were flying. The two tops worked in and out of their bottoms, picking up speed and slowing down as they felt themselves getting closer and closer to cumming. Andrew propped himself up on a pillow as Mitch worked in and out of his hole so that he could see the cock penetrating him. His angle wasn't the best, but he could see the root and bush grinding into his legs. "I have to go out to take care of some things quickly," Mitch said, leaning in to Andrew, "but I'll be back shortly." He started to pull out, but Andrew wrapped his legs around his to keep him inside. "Will you breed me first, sir?" he asked. "I'll keep it in me until you get back so that you can add some more." "Woof," Tony growled. "He's a cumpig too." "Oh, I knew that," Mitch said slyly, picking up his pace again. "I'll breed you, boy. I'll fill your hole nice and good. And then I'll fill you up with an even bigger one when I get back." "Fuck yes, sir," Andrew said. The thick veiny rawdick in his hole felt so amazing. He swayed his hips side to side, working his hole up even wider as Mitch's meat thrust in and out. "I want your cum deep inside me. Please, sir." "Mm, always hot watching a daddy fuck his boy," RJ said, bottoming out in Tony's hole again. Both of their eyes were on the fresh meat that was about to take their friend's load. "Hotter still when his bro and uncle get to watch." "Hot!" Andrew moaned at the roleplay talk. "You like that, eh? Take your dad's big raw cock, you bareback pig," RJ continued. "Oh god, here it–" Before Mitch could finish the sentence, Andrew pulled him in as deep as he could and clenched down on the dick inside him. He milked it with his open hole, feeling it pulse within him each time he tightened and held onto it. "Fuck," the spent top moaned. "That felt so fucking good, boy. You like dirty talk like that?" Andrew nodded. "You like taking your daddy's seed?" "Yes sir," his boy said. "Good pig," Mitch replied. He leaned over to the nightstand on the side of the bed and lifted a small bag up. "God damn, I'm still cumming. I didn't think I would that much, not yet." "He'd already put one inside me shortly before you got here," Tony explained, leaning over to give Andrew a kiss. RJ once more started to move in and out of his muscular bottom, this time going faster and faster until gangbang porn playing on the screen opposite of the bed was drowned out by his moaning and the slapping sounds of his body against Tony's. Mitch slowly slid out of Andrew's cum-filled hole, replacing his cock with a short but fat butt plug. "That's to keep my cum in, but you can take it out if you need to. Or if one of them wants inside you." "You felt so good," Andrew said softly as he shut his eyes, squeezing his hole and making it suck on the plug. "There's much more where that came from when I get back." Mitch quickly hopped off the bed, picked up a towel that was in a heap on the ground next to them, and wiped the sweat from his body. "RJ, I'll be back soon. I've got to go two places nearby," he told his friends. "Take care of him." His buds nodded as he rushed to get dressed, pick up a backpack, and head to the door. "Feeling good?" Mitch asked. "Mm, yes sir," the cumpig bottom boy responded. "I just want more." "Well, you heard him, guys," he said to RJ and Tony. "Looks like nephew wants uncle and his big bro in him too."

I lost track of my fellow inductees for a while. I was inside enjoying being naked with all the other guys. What I found in this club was the freedom of being sexual with other men without the usual posturing and bullshit. It I wanted to experience a guy’s cock for a couple minutes or an hour, that was cool. If I was talking to a group of guys and a guy rubbed his cock against my gaping rosebud, it was cool too to let him explore my hole. And of course, no drama about are you “neg or poz.” It was great to talk to them about their biohazard tattoos, in particular each man seemed a very individual take on the meaning of the tattoo, and, of course, given all of the men had been given a biohazard tattoo on the crotch, just above his cock, the placement of their second biohazard tattoo was no less revealing, why it was important for some guys to have the second tattoo hidden, and others chose to be tattooed in a location which was visible in the course of daily life. It was after midnight, and the Conversion Club members were slowly saying their goodbyes. The four of us felt given the amount of poz cum, and the blood slams that I did, we're pretty well set for seroconversion. We grabbed our stuff from the clothes check and thanked everyone for their hospitality and for sharing their infection with us. The four of us exhanged cell numbers and e-mails so we can hang out soon. I gave Mike a kiss, stuck my hand down his pants and said, "I want more time exploring those nipples ... maybe I'll get some too." He said, "I was hoping you would!" I switched off and kissed Andrew and said, "I want more of you!" He said, "You didn't stick your hand down my shorts ... I don't believe you." With that I turned him around, slid my hand down the front of his shorts and inserted two fingers inside. I asked "Believe me now?" I pulled my hand out, and he grabbed it and suck my fingers dry. "Yeah, we're good," he chuckled with a smile, adding "Yeah, we're definitely good." Blake asked "Hey, I took Uber, can you give me a ride? I said, "Yes, of course." We got in the car and I put the top down ... it was still a beautiful night. "Where's your shirt," Blake asked. "I didn't bring one. You're overdressed ... take your shirt off." "Just my shirt?" "For now ... and undo the top button of your shorts. I might need in there." I likewise undid my button and pulled the zipper down a little bit. I asked him, "Can we stay together tonight?" He said, "I was going to ask the same thing. My place is closer and I have an underground garage. Let's go there." We were back in traffic again, really the only one way to go ... so I reached over and unzipped his shorts so I could grope him. He did the same to me ... and it did not go unnoticed. Guys in trucks and people walking on the sidewalk saw us ... and we didn't care. We parked at Blake's building and got into the elevator. I pulled his shorts down and then my shorts ... and when the door opened I led the way out of the elevator, naked, carrying my shorts. He said, "You are a nut!" Once inside, I suggested "Wanna get a shower. I, for one, smell and feel gross! "I'm one step ahead of you. I've got the shower heating up and towels set aside." Before we stepped into the shower, he took my arm and removed the bandage from the blood slam, licked the injection point, and said, "Just for good measure." We got under the rainfall shower head and let the sweat and body fluids roll off us. It felt good. "You know," he said, "We both have a butt-full of cum in our holes." I said, "Yeah, I've been focused on keeping it all in." He gave me a kiss and said, "I think it's okay to let it out now." I smiled and said, "I want it on my chest!" "You what?" "I want to lie down on the floor and I want you to squat over my chest and let your ass juices flow all over my chest." His cock jerked and rose to attention, which merited my rye observation "I see you hate that idea." I got down on the shower floor and he positioned his cock near my mouth and his hole over my pecs. He slowly opened up and cum, plus a little mucus and blood, came oozing out. It was hot to see his hole open up for me. I slid two or three fingers in and out of his hole, then re-positioned him over my crotch so I could plunge my cock in and out of his hole, just to get it all out ... at least that's what I told him. We didn't wipe his ooze off, but I traded places with him so I could give him my ass slime. He was tugging on my foreskin trying to break concentration, but my cum loads needed to come out. I opened my hole to get it to gape open to let the bulk of it out, then I worked on pushing out my rosebud. I said, "Put your hand under my hole and leave it there." Once Blake's hand was in position, I put some pressure on my guts and my rosebud slowly pushed out onto his hand, profusely dripping the whole time, which earned Blake's exclamation "What The Fuck Is That!" "Blake, Feel it. Here, I'll push out more." "This is wild ... it feels amazing ... can I fuck it?" Blake asked. "If you don't I'll be really pissed off!" I retorted. He positioned his cock and slid my prolapsed rosebud over his big black cock. He used my flesh tube to jack his cock, his eyes rolling back in his head as he muttered "This is amazing ... I need this." "I thought you would like it." "I'm going to cum in it." "Yeah, one more toxic load can't hurt. Go for it!" Soon it was "fuck .. fuck.. fuck ... fuck... this is amazing ..fuck," as he shot his wad and his body shivered noticeably. He was in his happy place. We both stood up and watched the infected cum run off us. He wiped some of the cum from my abs and had me lick it off his finger. I said, "You're such a fucking pervert. Don't stop!" I wiped some cum off his biohazard tattoo and fed it to him as well. He turned on the shower, we dried off and went directly to bed. We slept the night soundly. The next morning as we were having coffee, our cell phones both alerted at the same time. We checked e-mail and read this message: ___ Conversion Club Members - Thank you for attending last night's meeting. I hope you enjoyed your time and helped our three inductees in their quest. Their contact information has been added to our Conversion Club database in our medical practice online portal, under the special access tab. We anticipate Rik and Andrew to display seroconversion symptoms anywhere around two weeks. There's a chance Mike will convert later, but we'll be standing by in the event they require special care. Feel free to message me through the portal. Hopefully we'll have good news in the next couple of weeks. Thanks again to all who shared their gift. Brad Woods ___ I said, "These are organized fuckers, aren't they?" "Yeah, totally. You'll get another one soon regarding your care package." And just like that, I received another e-mail message: ___ Conversion Club Inductees - Thank you for attending last night's meeting. It was getting getting to know (and breed) each of you. We're excited you're going on this journey with us. Seroconversion symptoms include: -fatigue (tiredness) -fever (high temperature) -sore throat -rash -headache -loss of appetite -aching muscles and joints -swollen lymph glands If your fever is over 103 degrees, please call Teddy immediately. Otherwise, send us a message if you experience the other symptoms. In the next couple of days, you will receive a care package from us to help us monitor your conversion. The package will include extra strength asprin, a thermometer and 12 bottles of Gatorade that will help replenish your electrolytes. There will also be six OroQuick HIV tests. Once your symptoms appear, take a test. If you continue to test negative, test again in three days if your symptoms continue. We have tentatively scheduled your time with Zak for your tattoos. You'll be going approximately five weeks from now. He will be in touch in about three weeks with fufther info. Please keep us in the loop. Brad Woods ___ I kept in contact with Andrew and Mike during the next couple weeks. We met up a couple times a week at the gym for classes and Blake met up with us for a couple of five mile runs. We talked about how the seroconversion might go and our trip to Chicago for our tattoos, and where we are going to place the biohazard tattoos once we earned them. Tuesday, Andrew started with a sore throat and then a headache. Wednesday, Mike complained of feeling flu-ish and swollen glands. Saturday afternoon Blake and I went for another five mile run. As I completed the circuit I wondered 'WTF? How can I not be sick?' Sunday night around 7:00 PM I was exhausted. I mean, just done. Around 9:30 PM I came down with a splitting a headache and a fever. I texted the guys, and received these replies: Rik: Great news .. I feel like shit! I think it's on! Andrew: Sweet! Mine is annoying... no big deal. Mike: Join the club... still feel like shit. Mike: Blake has been over a couple times to help out. Good guy. Blake: Excellent! I'll come over to monitor the fever. Rik: Thx ... door's unlocked. Blake walked into the bedroom all sweaty. I had to ask "Were you out on a run?" "Yeah, just finished when you texted. You look like shit!" I did look like shit. The fever had left me somewhat sweaty, and disinclined to do anything, so I was laying in bed, naked, using a a couple beach towels to soak-up the sweat. Blake stripped off his shirt and kicked off his shoes, remarking "Looks like I'll be here a while. I gotta cool down." I couldn't resist teasing him, saying "Get all the way naked and I'll definitely run a fever." He stepped out of his shorts and said, "Done. Let's see where your temperature is now." I was at 100 degrees, which was high but not alarming, but which certainly explained the sweat, and which earned Blake's comment, "Man, you're sexy when you're sweating." "I definitely don't feel sexy." "Poz sweaty guys are usually sexy, and you're no exception. And now you can finally give me a recharge!" I couldn't deny it ... the thought of being able to finally give him a load of poz cum was incredible. My cock started growing and his did too. Fortunately Blake recognized my energies were limited, and took the lead saying "You just lie there, I'll climb on and do the work, but I really need your load. But first...." With that he picked-up the lube bottle, crawled between my legs which he lifted and placed on his shoulders, lubing both my ass and his poz cock. "Wait, you're going to fuck me? Now?" "I'm going to make sure you get pozzed. My viral load is through the roof and I gotta fuck you up while you're sick. This is the right time to bring your immune system down." "Oh my god, you twisted fuck..." I was covered in sweat, burning up from the fever and it wasn't long before he was sweating as well from sliding in my hole, and he fucked away, he commented "I wanted to do a blood slam with you while you're converting, but your ass is too fucking sexy. Would you have liked a blood slam?" Halfway delirious, but still, to share Blake's toxic blood sounded amazing, and now I could slam my blood into him. How fucking hot! I'm running on empty and sweating like crazy from my seroconversion, but the idea of my toxic blood flowing in Blake got me totally boned. He saw my cock getting hard and that pushed him over the edge. "Dude, I'm going to blow my load in your converting hole ... if you're not sick now, just wait until this takes hold." His gasps became more frequent, and then the shot inside me. I could feel his cock spasm inside my hole. After he came down from his climax, he pulled out of my ass and then brought it up to my lips. His big, beautiful black cock glistened with lube and his sperm ... and I didn't hesitate to suck it all in when he pushed inside my mouth. My assjuices were funky, but I love eating ass. He moved down to my uncut cock and then lubed up his hole. Being so out of it, I started to get soft. Blake said, "I got two syringes from Teddy last week and I was going to do some blood slams with you. You would have liked that, huh?" All I could do was nod yes. Blake continued, "I'm sorry I didn't do that. But those syringes didn't go to waste ... last week I did a blood slam with Andrew and Mike ... they fucking loved my toxic blood." Now my cock was rock hard thinking of all of us sharing blood slams. He squatted on my cock and then sat down on it in one swift movement. Once he was at full depth he took a moment to get comfortable, and then started riding my cock, edging me on in saying "Just think, you can now poz neg hole." It was such a turn on ... all I could do was to moan in ecstasy. Continuing, Blake added "Yeah, you fucking gift giver now you can convert neg boys." He was getting me excited. "Tell me who you want to poz first!" Without thinking I said, "My little brother!" and at that point, I shot my load into Blake's hole. Despite being the sickest I've ever been in my life, I had a life-changing orgasm that rocked my world. I was utterly dripping wet from sweat and had soaked the towels beneath me, but I drew the strength required to deposit my first infected load inside the guy who could very well be my poz daddy. He rode me until my cock fell out of his hole. Afterwards he bent down to kiss me and picked-up on my fantasy saying "We need to discuss pozzing your brother." "After you clean your ass juices off my cock," I insisted, fever or no fever. I remember him licking my cock clean, including cleaning under my foreskin. Then I passed out.

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Fuckin hot story, I wanna join that club.

Went to sauna this afternoon, fucked a guy in dark room and one in the sling but didn’t cum. i had met 1 of the staff on Grindr and pump and dumped him at his house when his house mates were out ,and more recently at the local cruising area with a couple of loads in him. more recently he has been coy on line. not this afternoon ? we met whilst he was cleaning out rooms , he’s a really hottie very early 30s short and whippet thin. he grabbed my cock through my towel and I slipped my hands in the back of his trickiest and stuck my finger in his ass. considering what a slut he and how much he gets fucked he has a hole like a 18 year old virgins , pink and tight. he takes the position on the back matress already gisterning with lube and some one else’s cum i love to rim him and work my tounge right in him , he’s pushes back loving it. after a few minuets od this a gob on a finger I slide it in him ,his back arches and he huffs on a bottle of poppers , I stick a second and third finger in. hes ready for my cock ,I push in most of a lube sachet with the last bit on my cockhead. i stand behind him and put my hands round his thin 28 inch waste to keep him still whilst I slowly but firmly enter him. i push till I’m in his velvety Shute up to my balls , I start to fuck him. im not circumcised so I love to pull my foreskin back and feel my mushroom headengaging with his ass. i soon get a rythem goinging , we are a great fit , I can go really deep in him grinding on his ass with him panting moaning and arching his back. my cock is hard like an iron bar. i feel my self building and with a final grind so I cum deep in him push in as far as I can and cum in him. as I say I’ve fucked and loaded him several times and I’ve never even seen his cock.

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The thing I can't get over is how MUCH cum 20something dudes produce. Volume and frequency! It's definitely the prime time of male fertility and I love getting as much as I can.

Love to Role Play as Gay Brother/Brother Incest!!!!

I gave Justin a "what the fuck" look. He said, "You just stay put." Mateo, the sexy nurse from earlier came into the room and smiled when he saw me with my ass up on a pillow. "I've heard a lot about you. I'm glad you're here to get pozzed up!" "Rik, meet Mateo. Mateo had the fuck flu six months ago and he's really toxic right now... shares the same strain as Brad and I. I hope you don't mind if he breeds you as well." I really wasn't in a position to say no. Besides, this kid was smoking hot. He pulled off his nurse's uniform top and pulled loose the drawstring from his pants. He must ride a bicycle a lot as the has big meaty, muscular thighs, covered in sexy fur. And above his buzzed pubes, a biohazard tattoo as well. Fuck, that is hot. “Wow! You have a biohazard too?” Mateo smiled and asked, which one? He turned around to show me the same tattoo on his right ass cheek. Justin explained, “We know an amazing guy named Zak in Chicago. He has a place off Halsted Street called Windy City Tattoo. He's prolific poz breeder and sexy stud. He's done the biohardard tattoos for all of the conversion club members. As much as I am intrigued by earning a biohazard tattoo, the raging hard-on that Mateo has right now merits more attention. Toxic or not, I need this kid's load in my hole. I lifted my legs for him, providing consent for him to add his diseased DNA to my system. For being a young guy, he knew exactly how to press my buttons. Like Justin, he rubbed his cock up and down my pre-lubed hole before sliding all the way inside me. Freshly fucked, I felt my ass juices start to ooze out, even though he worked to wipe the juices back onto his cock and inside me. Justin watched as Mateo skillfully bred my hole. He tweaked my nips for a while, but it wasn't long before he had his eyes closed, looking like he was praying to the god of all poz cocks. You know that look of sheer bliss. I was close to the same state, feeling him sliding in and out of my battered hole. While I was getting fucked, Brad and Teddy came in the room and joined the audience. At this point, I didn't care who saw me getting bred by a poz cock. This felt amazing, and I would deal with whatever it brought at another time. Brad and Teddy were getting naked as well, so they were totally into my breeding. Before long, Mateo's breaths started getting short and it was clear he was getting close to cumming inside me. I blurted out, "Come on stud, fuck me with your poz cock. Give me your disease!" And with that his cock started flooding my hole with his charged load, bathing my guts with his AIDS virus. This kid fucked me like he hated me ... it was awesome. He had a need to seed, and my hole was his infection target. I just asked for a diseased load. What the fuck just happened? Mateo pulled out and I did my best to keep the charged seed inside me. Brad and Teddy were naked at this point, and they were in a three-way kiss huddle with Justin. How fucking hot was that to watch? I managed to get up on my feet and being fucked on my back for so long. I was wobbly - and with good reason. The three guys broke their embrace and pulled me into them for a hug and a grope. That's when I noticed Teddy and Brad both had biohazard tattoos above their cocks. Teddy also had one between his shoulder blades, and Brad had another one on his arm ... which is when I figured out everyone in this exam room was poz, except for me ... and my immune system was on its way out. Brad looked me in the eyes and asked, "I hope you'll accept our invitation to the conversion club. I know this is a lot to take in, but it will be worth it ... even through your fuck flu." I looked gave a glance at these four breeders and said, "Yes, I want to be on your team. Infect me." Teddy grabbed an ass cheek and said, "We gotta get started planning where your biohazard tattoo is going to go." Brad said, "Well, I'd love a chance to breed Rik and I know Teddy does too, but we need to get back to work. So, I have a question for Rik. How fast do you want to earn your biohazard tattoo?" "Depends. What do I need to do in order to speed up the process?" I asked. Justin said, "Come over on Friday night. Clean out your hole and we'll have some fun. We will all give you a dose of our DNA, and if you are a good boy, a blood donation from all of us." We all kissed goodbye and I headed home. What took place was so fucking erotic, I just wanted to hop on Breeding Zone and jack off to some conversion fiction. But I really needed to get a workout in before I do that. I got into the BodyCombat class at 6:30 and powered through the boxing, karate and taekwondo kicks and punches. It is a great way to work up a sweat while keeping flexible and strong. There was a sexy black guy there, new to the class. His sexy body got even sexier with a sweat, and his shorts clung to his bubble butt. A couple sideways glances turned into flirting. At the end of the class I headed down to the locker room and, as luck would have it, his locker was right next to mine. Strange how the world works. I said, "Give me a sec and I'll be out of your way." He smiled and said, "Don't sweat it, take your time." I pulled my shirt off and as I was getting the sweat off me, this beautiful man stripped off his shirt and revealed beautiful chestnut brown skin, rock hard abs ... and a fucking biohazard tattoo. It didn't stand out as much due to his skin color ... and half of it was hidden under his underwear. But the design is the same as the three guys I had seen earlier that day. I found myself wondering 'Am I the only guy in town without a fucking biohazard tattoo'? The locker room was full of guys and I needed to be discrete, but I had to get more info about this. I drew up some courage and said, "I like your tattoo ... a lot." He smiled and said "Thanks, it took a lot of work. Do you have one?" "No, but I'll probably be getting mine soon. Any chance you know Brad and Justin?" He smiled and said "Yeah ... Let's talk on the way out." We stepped out to the street where it was a little more private. I said, "Thanks for taking to me about this." "Sure, no problem. Let me ask, how far along are you?" "Earlier today was the first time." "Wow. You are just beginning." "Yeah, I know. Big decision. So fucking hot." "Hey, I live a block from here. You want to go there and talk for a minute?" "Yeah, thanks. I have a million questions." "Cool. By the way, I'm Rik." "I'm Blake." We got to his place and after offering me a bottle of water, we sat down on the couch when Blake asked "Were you chasing?" "No, not at all. Getting pozzed wasn't on my mind at all. Were you chasing?" "Nope. I went to Dr. Woods for PEP after a gun came in my hole. I was freaking out and went to see what he could do." I laughed, "I guess he took care of your problem!" He smiled. "Yeah, he sure did." I asked, "How bad was your fuck flu?" Blake replied, "Dude, that's the best part of being with this club. The doctors will help you through the whole thing. You can go to their place and they'll give you an IV or drugs to make it easier ... if you want." I was surprised. "That's cool!" "Yeah," Blake continued, "I was really fucking sick when I converted, but the club guys helped out a lot. That's when your body is trying to fight off the infection, and that's when you need extra doses the most." "Extra doses?" I asked. Blake replied "You know: more poz cum. You'll take more infected loads the whole time. It's hot." I found his attitude towards seroconversion fucking twisted. Seroconverting only to take more charged loads. I loved it. In fact my cock was straining against my shorts, leaving a wet spot of precum. I couldn't help but notice Blake's cock was also rock hard. "I'm getting totally turned on." Reaching over, I cupped Blake's cock and asked, "Any chance I can taste your poz cock?" He smiled, "I'd prefer to fuck some of my charged load in your hole." I knelt on the floor and pulled his shorts off and then went directly to sucking his cock. His cock was quite large, beautiful, and, of course black. It was quite a mouthful. After working on his cock for a while, I looked up and asked, "Will you breed me? "Rik, let's go to my room. I'd love to get inside you." Tossing clothes off as we walked, we were both naked by the time we got to his bedroom. "How many biohazard tattoos do you have?" "My pubic one hardly shows, so just the one for now." I asked, "It looks so sexy on you. Fuck dude. Did you do the blood donation process, or did you do it the old-fashioned way?" "The regular way. They didn't start using blood until recently. You going to do that?" "Yeah, probably Friday night." "Too fucking hot." My finger traced his ink as I was fantasizing about earning my own biohazard. With his finger on my chin, he lifted my lips to his and we made out for a while. "I got a toxic cock here and I really want to be the one who converts you. How about I get my cock inside you now?" I laid onto the bed on my back and he crawled between my legs. "I love uncut cock. Let me taste you." He went face-down on my hard cock and played with my foreskin. He knew enough to run his tongue underneath it, in order to make it really intense. He reached over to get a little lube for my hole and then some for his cock. He slowly worked his infected cock inside my already ravaged hole. The lube made it feel great. I wiggled my ass around his cock in an attempt to get it in faster. I really wanted to be a bond with Blake. His cock, my third toxic cock of the day, started slow and easy. He was adept at leveraging his cock into my ass. His strokes were full, making great use of his huge cock. Blake fucked my hole like a master. We’d make out for a little bit but his primary focus was getting off. My hole was just a tool that enabled him to get off in. We got into a comfortable rhythm as if we were one. I whispered in his ear, "I'm begging you for your poz cum. Please infect my neg hole." And that did the job. Blake started bucking against my hole like crazy. He was a man possessed, totally focused on how to make his cock ejaculate his toxic load inside my asshole. And it felt glorious. Blake gave a deep inhale, “Oh God ... Fuck, Oh God I'm close.” “Fuck me Blake, do it to me ... fuck me up.” Two more strokes from Blake and he yelled, “Damn!!!!!!!!!” With that my ass was filled as if by a fire hose. I unmistakably felt Blake's ejaculations blasting into my hole, his poz cock shooting cum like a shot gun. It was a beautiful experience. Totally spent, he collapsed in my arms and we both went unconscious for a couple minutes, after which we made out for a while, and whispered sweet nothings, about how fucking random this was, how getting a deadly infection had brought us together, and our prospects for the future. It was awesome. Blake said, "We're a mess. Let's shower quickly. I have a steam shower. You'll love it." He pressed a button to get the steam going, and within a couple minutes it was starting to fog up, at which point he invited me to join him "Come on in, there's room for two." He turned on the waterfall shower and we both took turns rinsing the day off us. He turned off the waterfall and grabbed the soap. As the fog raised, he grabbed me from the back and started to soap me up. His big hands slid all over my body. He reached around and grabbed my dick with soapy hands and started getting my cock to full extension. Oh fuck, he felt amazing. He moved to the front of me and then soaped his hole, asking "Any chance I can get some of the last of your neg cum load? It would be an honor to take whatever you got. Please fuck me!" I've wanted inside Blake since the moment I saw him. Some guys ... you just want to breed them. In this case, I got to do just that. I worked a finger inside Blake's ass, and he loosened right up. This would be fun! I pushed his back forward to bend him over and was able to slide right in. His ass was magnificent. Definitely one of the better holes I've fucked. Since I had cum earlier that day, I needed to up my game and really work up a cum load. I hoped he was ready for an animalistic fuck, because I had no choice but to rut his hole like a wild animal. It was so fucking hot. During the whole time, he repeatedly chanted "Yeah .... Yeah ...." After a little bit, I said, "OK Blake, I gotta blow in your hot ass. I can't hold it any longer." And with that, I gave him any neg see left in my body. He got the last of it. I looked him in the eyes and said, "This was an unexpected joy being with you. I hope your cum infects me. You can be my poz daddy anytime." He smiled and said, "Just wait, with the conversion club, it'll be so easy to breed and gift poz guys. Our numbers are growing and infected loads are everywhere. You'll see." I asked, "Will you be there Friday? I'm supposed to get bred by Brad and Teddy, and they talked about the Blood Donation." Blake smiled and said, "Yeah, that sounds like a great time. I'd love to have more of my DNA coursing through your veins." With a quick kiss I replied, “I’d like that.” And with that, I headed home with visions of Friday night.

I fell asleep ass up in a bathhouse once and woke to find some dude mounting my asscunt. It was hot. I had no problem with it. Certainly the setting had a lot to do with it.

Part 19 The twins eyes were darkened by the drugs that had just been pumped into their bodies they not only took their first cock, but their first raw, poz cock as Matt and Bam Bam began by slamming their cocks balls deep. Matt's twin let out a strong moan as he was impaled. Bam Bam's twin yelled out in pain as the 9" hard as steel rod penetrated deep inside piercing his deep inner ring in the process. They each started off slowly pulling their cock out before slowly pushing back in while pulling on the sling as they brought the twin back towards them hoping to penetrate a little deeper with each thrust (if that was possible). It was very evident by the sounds being made by the twin Mat was fucking that he was definitely enjoying his first fuck. The other twin's yelps of pain began to quickly change to moans of pleasure as he too was getting into being fucked. Those who had joined the action going on in the play room quickly began to surround both slings as first Bam Bam then Matt began to speak to their twin. They were saying to each twin things like, "Your liking that cock in your ass?" and "Are you ready to be a cum dump?"In their drugged up state the twins were giving into the pleasure of the fuck by answering "Yes" or "Fuck yeah." The speed at which the twins were getting fucked began to increase as the poz talk from those gathered around watching began to egg Matt and Bam Bam on bring them closer to depositing the first, of many, charged loads into the twins. Bam Bam was this first to ask the question if his twin, "Are you ready to get knocked up? Are you ready to get pregnant?" as he felt his impending orgasm approach. Matt didn't ask his twin, hr told him, "I'm about to fucking poz your neg ass and make you my bitch" to which his twin replied, "I am your bitch." Shortly after that was said Matt yelled out, "FUCK! I'M CUMMING!" as he slammed in deep getting the tip of his cock through the internal ring as he fired his poz seed inside his bitch twin. Upon hearing Matt, Bam Bam yelled out, "OH FUCK!" as he slammed in deep depositing his poz load deep inside his twin. They each began to slowly piston in and out as they worked their loads into the batter walls of the twin they had just bred. After pulling out they were quickly replaced by one of the party goers as each twin began to get gang bang. No one took count of how many loads each twin took that night until Matt and Bam Bam watched the video the party host had shot. The count was nearly 3 dozen for each twin. As the party crowd began to thin Matt had an idea, he knew the twin he sat with in the car and had fucked first was dominated at times by his brother. He knew a way to change the 'playing field' (so to speak) as he first administered a shot of Caverject into the twins soft, Tina dick as Bam Bam gave the other twin another slam. Matt then help his twin out of the sling as the Caverject began working on getting his dick hard. He led him over to his brother and whispered in his ear so his drugged up and still bound in the sling twin could not hear. The now free twin stepped up to his bother's ass with his hard 76.5" cock and without mercy began to pound the hell out of his brother. The twin on the receiving end of this hard fuck began to moan in pleasure as he brother said to him, "From now on you're my cum dump bitch!" It took him a good 45 minutes but he finally shot his load inside his brother proclaiming, "I now own your cunt ass bitch!"

I responded to an ad on CL posted by a white guy, 25, who said he "loved to cum" and was looking for a bottom to service him. His ad had a pic of his cock cumming in a guy's mouth so I figured he is probably was real. I talked to him, he seemed real rednecky, which turned me on, so I went to his place which turned-out to be in a run down trailer park. Score! Dudes in trailer parks fuck like animals cuz they kinda ARE animals. My fave kind of tops. His trailer was decked out in Halloween stuff with a big psycho clown on the front door. I felt like I was entering a horror movie, excited and scared. But I will do stupid things for cock. I suppose I'd say cock makes me stupid, causing me to worship it. A six foot dude opened the door. Although he was shirtless he was wearing a backwards ball cap. He had big ol tits an nips that I love to suck, an the face of a teenager, real young but still in his 20's. Score! I stripped, dropped to my knees and, for several minutes, sucked his cock hard. When he was at full erection, he took my skull in his hands and fucked my throat. He never mentioned condoms so I figured he was all about breeding, as was I. After several minutes he gestured for me to follow him into his dark trailer bedroom an like his ol lady must do for him. Climbing onto his bed, I got on all fours and deep-throated his cock, making him moan in pleasure. After a few minutes I turned around stuck my pussy in the air. Entering it immediately, he pounded my ass. I took it for awhile, loving every second of being naked on his bed in that dark smelly room taking his hard redneck dick in my ass. He came loud an long an I felt it stretching me as it pumped out. When he was done I laid there for a minute, my ass still in the air and just loved the depravity of feeling his cum run down my taint. We have plans to hook up again.

Thanks for the comments guys. Hope you like it! Part 3 I woke up about mid-day on the Saturday and tried not to think about the night before. I don’t know how I ended up getting myself into that situation but I made a promise to myself to watch what I was drinking and to stay focused on my work. I did jerk off to the thought of Tom though, I mean he was hot, even for an older guy. About 6 in the evening once I had been to the gym, did my grocery shopping and done some laundry, I finally felt like I had made up for my spoiled evening. That is, until my phone lit up. ‘Hey Boy, time to make up for last night. I’ll pick you up in an hour, be clean. Don’t try to say no’ I paused for a few minutes, and re read the message over and over. How did Tom have my number, what did he mean by ‘don’t try to say no’? I threw my phone back on the chair and thought it best just to ignore it. After watching some TV for an hour or so my phone lit up again. ‘You better be ready Boy. I don’t like to be kept waiting. I’ll be there in 15 minutes.’ I thought about it again, and against my better judgement I got up and had a shower, this time I made sure I was thoroughly cleaned out, I could still feel Tom’s cock from the night before. I convinced myself that we’d have a drink and maybe another fumble and then I’d make it clear that I didn’t have time to be seeing anyone romantically and that he’s out of my age range. After cleaning myself up and throwing on a pair of black jeans and a plain red t-shirt. I paced around my apartment waiting for another message. Right on cue a black BMW with tinted windows rolled up at my building. I couldn’t remember Tom’s car from last night but I guessed it was his. ‘Black BMW, move your ass kiddo.’ I was right. I made my way down to his car and without doubting myself I jumped in. “Looking good boy” Tom said looking me up and down with a smirk. Those blue eyes piercing through me, I got a semi within seconds of looking at him. “Thanks, sorry again about last night. I didn’t think I had drank that much. it was good of you to look after me the way you did. Oh and don’t worry about the condom breaking, I’m due a check-up this week anyway, so I should be fine.” “I’ll look after you kid, don’t you worry about that.” We drove off, I wasn’t sure where we were going but didn’t feel comfortable asking. Tom had been perfectly quiet since we started driving. Occasionally he’d adjust his crotch, which only made me hard, but he never spoke. “We’ll jump into my place first for a drink. I don’t want to take my car anywhere.” he said giving me a slight fright. I just smiled over at him. Once we were parked and in his apartment he put his hands on my shoulders, leaned down and whispered into my ear; “Take that hot boy ass of yours into my bedroom, I’ve been wanting another go at it since I dropped you off last night.” I gulped but couldn’t find the words to say anything, I took myself into Tom's room and turned to face him. “Tom, look, sorry, I think I need to be clear, I’m not really after anything at the moment. You’re a nice guy and I’m flattered you’re interested in me but I don’t think we should do anything. Maybe I should just go” I stammered out, my heart racing. Tom slowly turned and closed the door, locking it shut. He then turned to face me with that intense stare I remembered from the bar. He walked towards me and shoved me onto the bed. I was shocked and completely terrified. “Please Tom, sorry…I…” “Shut it boy, I’ve been wanting to claim your ass since you first rolled into town. I tried to be polite and let it all happen accidentally, but you’re a tough little cunt. Not to worry, Daddy will break you soon enough.” I lay on the bed, confused and terrified. Did Tom know me from before the bar last night? What did he mean by ‘Claim me’? I didn’t know what to think but my body was betraying me, I was hard as a rock, each time Tom called me boy my cock did a leap and when he called himself daddy I could have came. Tom marched over to the bed and immediately was on top of me, pinning my body to the mattress. “Mmm, Boy you’ve got a boner. Wait till I tell you what Daddy has for you, then you’ll really get scared!” He reached around and after a brief struggle, and a hard slap to my face, my hands where pulled tight and I was tied to the bed. My legs were still free which let me try to kick him, but that resulted in another slap. “Try that again boy and I’ll leave a permanent mark!” I stopped struggling, now really concerned for my safety. “What do you want? Stop, please don’t rape me!” I started to plead as tears rolled down my flushed cheeks. Tom just laughed, he took a pair of scissors off the side table and cut off all my clothes. I lay there completely exposed, freshly shaven, hard as a rock and quietly crying. He reach for a small bottle of what I guessed were poppers, he put them under my nose. “Take a deep huff boy, you’ll need them! Daddy isn’t going to be as gentle tonight.” I took a couple of hits and felt my head spin and my body relax. Again Tom kept his clothes on and just took his monstrous cock out, it was growing bigger every time he stroked it. He grabbed lube and swiped some up my crack, it was cold and certainly wasn’t enough to allow even the head of his cock in me. “Please Tom, I’m sorry, I don’t want this….” I continued to cry He took the tip of his cock and pushed it against my tight hole, edging slightly inside. “At least put a condom on!” I screamed out. A hard slap hit my face, I was dazed from the surprise. “You’ve already had it in you raw, I’m not wrapping it up again. It takes a lot of effort to tear a Condom when a daft boy keeps checking it, and you’ll call me Daddy from now on Boy!” As he spat those words out he slid about 3 inches raw into my barely lubed hole. I screamed out. “Keep screaming boy, It just makes Daddy harder!” he moaned as he kept pushing deeper inside my hole, with a hard thrust he slammed completely into me, and I blacked out.

PART 7 About five more old men fucked me and thoroughly bred my ass that early morning after Hank unloaded inside me. When everyone was gone, I slept for a couple of hours, cum covering and leaking out my hole; my white jock torn and drenched. I took a shower in that motel room and marveled at the ache in my hole as I stood under the water. I’ve lost count of how many loads I’ve taken up my ass. After getting dressed, I walked out the motel door. My hole felt bruised, but I was reminded with every step of the many cocks and cum loads my hole took the night before. It’s been a week since that night and Hank hasn’t texted, and neither has Phil. So I took down my profile from the safe-sex website, and logged on to BarebackFuckers.com when I could, to see if there were any men wanting to fuck me. Many of the men who fucked me in the motel “buddied” me with messages like, “Your ass still sore, boy?” and “Can I bare fuck that perfect jock butt of yours again?” Knowing that I’d want these men again, I kept my replies short and sweet: “Yep. Still sore. Thanks” and “Yes, sir. Let’s schedule a time.” I publicly buddied these men back with the relationship designated as “Fuckbuddies” on every one. With that, it seemed, many of their top friends wanted in on breaking in my butt. Leon wrote me a message. “It’s game day, jock boy. Are you going to get in my car after your game? I’ll take you to my place where I’ll undo your pants and bend you over and bareback your hole through your jockstrap again. Leave you with another of my loads deep inside. I can drive you to your team’s bar afterwards. $1,000. You’ll have a load up your butt and wad in your pocket.” I laughed and answered the message. “Sure thing, Leon. I’m all in. $1,000. I’ll meet you at your car after the game. The coach usually gives a pep talk afterward, but it shouldn’t take too long.” It was almost 12:30 when I met up with Leon at his car. We had won, and I was eager to celebrate with Leon’s large raw cock up my butt. He unlocked the passenger’s side door and I got in. The old man immediately perved over me in my uniform. He put his hand over my crotch and felt the mound of my protective cup. He knocked on it and smiled, hearing the thud of hard plastic, before reaching into my pants to pull the cup out and throw it to the floor. As we drove, he rubbed my hard cock through the polyester/lycra baseball pants. My precum, having saturated my jock pouch, created a wet spot on the the front of my white pants. When we pulled into Leon’s garage, he closed the door and immediate put his face in my crotch. He put the wet spot on my baseball pants into his mouth and began sucking. My cockhead felt the heat of Leon’s mouth through the fabric and my cock only pushed harder against the fabric to feel Leon’s mouth. As my hardon strained against the fabric, I forced more precum into the jock pouch and pants, wanting Leon to feed off of my young sperm. But, ultimately, it wasn’t my cock that Leon wanted. “Get out and lean against the hood,” he demanded. My pants were already unsnapped and unzipped. So, I got out and leaned over the hood of the car on the passenger’s side. Leon walked around the car and positioned himself behind me. His hands explored my ass through the uniform. “Fuck, I can’t believe I get to have this ass again.” I felt Leon pull down my pants slide a finger up my hole. He pulled the finger out and heard him open a canister behind me. He inserted two fingers into my hole with something cool and slick. “That’s Crisco I’m lubing you with. That’s what we used to use in the olden days.” He worked his fingers inside me for about a minute before withdrawing. “Your butt looks amazing in a jock. And that hole—that perfect, pink hole of yours. I’ll bet it’s pink, tight and happy because it’s still neg. But, you want my cock bad, don’t you, boy?” Leon put a bottle of poppers under my nose and told me to breathe in. As I did, Leon talked some more. “Yeah, that’s right my MVP shortstop. You want nothing more than for old Leon to fuck his poz pole into your neg jock hole, don’t you?” The poppers might be something special because I was flying in no time. “Yes, sir.” “Say you want my poz cock.” “I want it. I want your poz cock inside me.” He held the poppers under my nose longer. “Do you want me to put on a rubber? That could be fun.” I thought: But, the Crisco would break the condom. Ohhhh! Leon wants to “stealth” me. Flying on poppers, I managed to say, “Fuck my hole, Leon! Make sure to put on a condom. I’m neg!” “That’s what I like to hear. Hot neg jock boys who want poz daddies to lube them up and put on condoms.” I could hear a condom being taken out of its package. A few seconds later, I could feel Leon’s latex sheathed cock rubbing my hole. He took my hand and forced me to fell the rubber on his cock. “See! All safe.” He slammed it against my hole a few times then entered it, roughly. He pushed all the way into me to bottom out in my guts. “Ahhhhh!” I yelled. Leon once again pushed my head down onto the hood of the car as he mounted my hole. “FUUUUCK that’s big!” “Just wait a bit, Adam, you’ll loosen up for me.” Leon then started long-dicking me with his massive meat. “Stay still and let daddy fuck up that cute boy hole. Hit the poppers again if you need to. I’m taking this hole.” “Fuck!” I grabbed the brown bottle again and hit off it until my whole body tingled with warmth. I could feel Leon ram fucking my ass with his giant cock, but it didn’t hurt so much now. He fucked me like that for 10 minutes, deep drilling me, pushing my legs farther apart to the point that I heard my uniform pants zipper stretch and rip between my knees. Fuck this is hot! Leon pulled out a few times to punch my hole with his cockhead as he reentered me, grunting. He kept his hand on the back of my neck as he fucked me. “Stay still, boy, while I fuck you. I want to bruise up that pink hole of yours so that you’ll feel me all week.” He continued using his cockhead to bust my hole open roughly. I could sense Leon getting close as his grip on the nape of my neck tightened. I used my ass muscles to try to get more of his cock inside me. I heard a snap. “Adam. You’re neg, right?” “Yes, sir” Leon pulled out for a few seconds, doing something with the rubber and pushed back in with a grunt. “Okay, I’m close.” Leon began fucking me hard and fast. “But the condom fucking broke, kid. Sorry, but you gave me this sweet jock ass to use! I’m fucking you raw now. No rubber between us. No safety. You feel my bare cock inside you, Adam? You like it, don’t you!” “Fuck!” “So fuckin hot! I’m gonna fucking charge your hole, Adam.” I struggled under his strong arm but not a lot. I continued to milk his cock with my ass muscles trying to get him to unload. “I’m gonna fucking unload my poz nut up your neg butt, jock boy! BE STILL!” Leon bucked hard into my ass and I soon felt his cock swell and a powerful burst of hot fluid flood me. “MMMnd! Yeah, boy! Take that poz load up that sweet pink hole.” Again more volleys of Leon’s poz cum shot deep inside my rectum. Leon had my head pushed down hard again the hood as he finished off and slipped out of my hole. “Fuck yeah, boy! You took my load like a pro. Get in the car.” I turned around and saw Leon’s major piece of daddy meat covered in Crisco and cum. The broken condom was just a rolled ring of latex at the bottom Leon’s shaft. I pulled up my pants, tucked in my jersey and rebelted my softball uniform and got back into the passenger’s seat. Without cleaning up or removing the condom, Leon pulled up his pants, tucked and buckled, and got into the driver’s seat. Leon gave me one thousand dollars in an envelope and dropped me off at the bar where my team celebrates their wins. “Till next time, boy?” he asked while checking out some of my drunk teammates. “Any time, sir.”

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On my first night in Berlin was a Friday, and I was very excited to be heading to Lab.Oratory. I had heard a lot of good things about it including some of what I had read here on Bareback. Figuring it would be a fuck fest, I made sure my hole was clean deep and well and headed over. I got my bag to put my clothing in and I was surprised to see that most men were wearing some article of clothing: underwear, or a jock strap, or athletic shorts. In fact very few men were naked. I decided to keep my jockstrap on even though I honestly preferred being totally naked. Sometimes I feel like jock straps get in the way. I checked out the lay of the land, walking from room to room where there was a variety of equipment: fuck benches, slings, cubbies, glory holes, and more. The place was vast with lots of play areas. After walking around, I helped myself to a sling where it seem like there was some action happening nearby. Sometimes proximity helps. Sure enough, within a couple of minutes a hand was on my ass as a finger explored my hole. After having inserted one and then two fingers in my hole, the top, who was stocky and rugged, slid his dick into my ass. I was more than ready for his thick seven inches with the result he had no trouble sliding into my lubed hole quite smoothly. After a nice 15 minutes of fucking, he decided to move on and another top took his place. I didn't get a load out of either of them, but that's typically what happens at the sex parties, particularly early in the evening. Having been fucked by the two men was, however, quite satisfying. I also moved on and quickly learned that there seem to be two areas of the club where most of the raw fucking seem to happen: the first was a dark room area with fuck benches, and the second was a cargo bin in the outside area. I spent most of the evening in these two areas, getting loaded up by several guys and fucked by at least 20. I had several trains in a row where tops continuously pounded my ass. After leaving Lab.Oratory, I just had to check out The Bull before heading back to the hotel. I don't know about you other bottoms, but sometimes I just feel like I just want to get fucked forever and ever. I just want to take dick continuously and the Bull is one of my favorite bars in Berlin because I have known good things happen in The Bull's dark room, and the bar didn't disappoint. After stripping down to my jockstrap, within five minutes of being in the darkroom a husky German voice was whispering in my hair about how loose my hole was and how he wanted to pump another load in there. Of course this was in German at first but then he switch to English when I told him I didn't speak German. He proceeded to bang me with his thick German cock, stretching my hole even wider until he started grunted and holding me even harder and tighter until he pounded his load into me. The crowd at The Bull was not a pretty boy crowd but rather consisted largely of middle aged German men who saw to it that my hole remained in use and loaded. In fact I spent the next hour and a half gripping the bench while another eight guys used my hole. By the end of the night I felt so well used and loved it.

It was the other way around for me. Went to visit grandparents and had to share a room with my uncle, dads youngest brother. I was 12, and he was 5 years older than me. Hot summer night and no a/c, window and curtains open for air circulation. He was snoring, and the moonlight lit his bed and I got curious. I lifted the sheet, and then the leg opening of his boxers. That was my first sight of an uncut cock. I got real close to get a better look. Suddenly, he quietly said "What are you doing"? I about jumped out of my skin. When my heart rate finally returned to normal, we talked, and he explained it was normal to be curious, then he said we should get to sleep. The next night I went to bed before him, this time I was naked under my sheet. Sometime later, uncle got in his bed. I pretended I was sleeping but peeked with one eye and saw he had his boxers on. After he fell asleep, I got out of my bed, and kneeling naked next to his bed, I again lifted the sheet, and slipped my hand in the leg of his boxers and wrapped my hand around his cock. It started to grow, then he woke up, pulled my hand away and said this had to stop and get in my bed and cover myself up. He sat on the side of his bed and was telling me that what I was doing was wrong, but his cock was now hard and sticking out of the fly of his boxers. I pulled the sheet off and sat facing him on the side of my bed and started playing with my cock. Again, he told me that this needs to stop, but I didn't. He got up and came at me like maybe he was going to hit me. Standing, the full length of his cock was now hanging out of the fly. He bent down and pulled my hands away from my cock and growled "What the hell is wrong with you"? I reached out and grasped his cock and he stood bolt upright like he was hit by lightening. But he did't pull away, he stood there and let me start to jack his cock. I was amazed at the foreskin and how wet and shiny the head was. I pulled the boxers down, and he stepped out of them, then he took my hand, had me stand and he pulled my close and hugged me. We only touched each other that night. The next morning while feeding the chickens, he stressed that we would never do anything like that again and to never talk of it. By the end of that summer on the farm, uncle and I were sucking each other off every night.

Fuck yes! What a birthday present for twins Kyle and Jake. Finding out they both love each other and fuck passionately at midnight! I thought the legs over their shoulders was hot! Then came the pozzing plus other sti's! Happy Birthday!

Part 7 I looked at my unconscious brother laying on the floor. "Oh Elijah," I thought to myself. "You have no idea what's in store for you." I didn't even know what was in store for me. Mr. Jackson held our destinies. One on the men bent down and checked his pulse. "He's fine. That dose of chloro will keep him out for a few hours." "Plenty of time to get back to the cabin." Mr. Jackson said, turning to me and popping a pill into my mouth. "This will settle you down and let you sleep. You've had a busy couple of days boy." It wasn't long before It started to kick in and I felt groggy. Soon I was out like a light. I have no idea how long I slept. It felt like a couple of days. But the next thing I remember was waking up on a mattress on the ground in what was some kind of celler. As my head cleared I figured out my collar was chained to the wall and I couldn't move far. There was a jug of water within reach and I grabbed it, frantically trying to quench my enormous thirst. "Jacob!" I heard my brother loudly whisper. "You're awake! What's going on? Where are we?" I looked across the celler and saw a cage that contained my brother. It was about 3 feet by 4 feet, with thick metal bars. He was naked inside with a collar on like mind. His body had been shaved of all hair except for his head, like me. "What's going to happen to us? He was having sex with you, wasn't he?" Elijah grab the bars and shook them, tears starting to flow down his cheeks. "Pray Jacob. Pray with me for God to help us!" I looked at him blankly. "God can't save us brother." Elijah cried harder as he shook his cage. Then a door opened and Mr. Jackson came down the stairs. "I see you are awake now boy. You slept for several days. But now your ready for more." I didn't say anything as Elijah stared at him with rage. "First things first however. Its time for your brother to start his training." Mr. Jackson unlocked the cage and opened the door. Elijah crawled out and stood up, before charging for the stairs. A powerful jolt to his collar brought him to his knees, screaming in pain as he clutched his neck. "Foolish boy, you will learn." Two men descended the stairs and grabbed Elijah, dragging him upstairs. I could hear him yelling at the men as they disappeared from view. Eventually the yelling quieted down and Mr. Jackson unchained me from the wall and led me up the stairs. Elijah was strapped down to the fuckbench, his legs spread wide, his asshole exposed and vulnerable. His mouth was spread open wide with a metal contraption, keeping him unable to close his mouth. Mr. Jackson secured my collar to a ring and turned his attention to my brother. Stroking his bare buttocks, Mr. Jackson elicited a fresh bout of incomprehensible yelling from Elijah. He just smiled as he moved behind his helpless prey. Letting several gobs of spit land on his cock, he lined up the head right against Elijah's unprotected hole. The room grew deathly silent. Not even Elijah made a sound. Then he did it. Mr. Jackson plunged his cock into my brother as hard as he could, sinking it in one, long non stop lunge. I had never heard a scream like I heard from my brother. I thought he was dying. Tears flowed out of his eyes, snot ran out of his nose, and he howeled and bucked, trying to get away from the pole that had him impaled. Mr. Jackson just laughed and started ramming his new fuckhole deep and hard. I stared in amazement and pity as I watched my brother endure the worst pain he had ever experienced. Mr. Jackson's cock was coated in thick, red mucus as he plummeted the tight hole. Elijah just continued to scream. One of the men moved to my brothers head and grabbed his hair, pulling it up. Without pausing, he shoved his hard cock straight into Elijah's mouth and down his throat. My brother choked and gagged, spit and vomit pouring out of his mouth as his face was raped as hard as his ass. Both men relentlessly plugged his holes until they came at the same time, filling him from both ends at once. When they pulled out, Mr. Jackson grabbed me and forced his messy cock into my mouth to clean off my brothers rape juices. Then he looked at my sobbing brother, picking up a rubber tube and a needle. "I wanted the first one to be pure and clean. Now it's time to introduce you to your new medicine."

Part 5 As the van drove through the city, I lay in the back in a chemed up, sexed up haze. My mind drifted back to my high school football days. I saw my teammates naked in the showers, rubbing their soap covered bodies. Then I saw them lined up one after the other to fuck me as I lay on the weight bench, pounding my ass and filling me with their hot cum. Then I imagined their dads fucking me, big hairy men passing the quarterback slut around. As these images filled my head, I reached down into my shorts and felt my raw, puffy hole. I moaned as I felt the wetness oozing out of it, around my finger and down my leg. I knew my hole was wrecked, but I still wanted more. I had no idea just how wrecked my hole would become. The van stopped and Master came to the back and pulled off my tank top. Pulling out some nipple clamps, he attached them to me. I yelped in pain, but was quickly turned on by this new sensation. Then he opened the van door. I started to panic. We were at the bar from last night. The bar I frequented as the top God. I was known there! Everyone would see me as a pig! Master just yanked on my collar and dragged me out of the van. As soon as we entered the bar, he dropped me to my knees. I crawled after him, my head hung in shame as people snickered and pointed. Master just took his position at the bar with me on the floor next to him. Over the next few hours I remained on the floor. People would come to examine me with my cum caked hair, reeking of piss, with cum oozing out of my ass. Master would encourage them to finger my hole, which they did a lot. Especially humiliating were the twinks I had dominated fingering me and sticking their fingers in my mouth to clean off. Eventually we left and Master drove us to our next destination. Club Taurus. A very hardcore sex club. I had heard about it, but had never been. I was informed that I was tonight's special entertainment. As soon as Master paid and we were inside, I was stripped naked again and led to our room. The club wasn't busy yet, it was still a little early, so I just rested a while on the bed while Master busied himself with his phone. An hour or so later, and it was time to get busy. Several large hits and a bootie bump later, we were out in the orgy room. I was grabbed immediately and bent over. I didn't even see the man, but just felt his cock push into me. I moaned like a whore as he rode me, pumping me hard and unloading deep inside me. Man after man used my whore holes, dumping load after load into me. At one point as I was sitting on a guy, riding him, he just grabbed me and pulled me into him. Immediately I felt another cock at my hole, trying to push in. With brute force he jammed it up inside me alongside the other cock. I cried out in pain as I was ripped apart. The guy who had just entered me covered my mouth to silence me and started deep dicking me hard and fast until both cocks erupted at the same time flooding my torn innards. The use of my body went on for some time before Master took me out of the orgy room and back to our private room. I was to get a little break before the finale of the evening.

Part 6 Tony’s first load frothed around Chris’ cock as he slammed his massive girth into my hole over and over again. My hole felt stretched but at the same time gloriously open, I could feel my ass lips clinging to his cock as he withdrew each time, I could feel his mushroom head massaging my intestines and it penetrated their previously unexplored depths. As Chris’ onslaught picked up its pace I found myself reduced to a whimpering writhing slut bottom, begging him over and over again to fuck me and give me his load. This only spurred Chris on, and he began to pull on the chains of the sling causing it to rock in such a way that the back swing of the sling met with his forward thrust each time ramming his cock into me even harder. I head the voices of men around me calling encouragements to Chris goading him on, telling him to destroy my hole. I had been part of the crowds before, cheering on a fellow top as I waited for my turn at some sluts dripping hole, and now here I was the dripping slut. My cock throbbed and my hole pulsed. “Yeah boy mike my cock.” Even as I felt my hole growing slacker from the constant pounding, blossoming around Chris’ impossibly thick cock I could see the crowd that was forming around me pressing in till soon a cock was pressed against my mouth. Greedily I began to suck on the cock I had been presented with, milking it for all I was worth. Chris began to growl as he hammered away at my hole; his thrusting becoming more and more erratic till finally he practically shouted, “Take my fucking load boy,” and slammed in balls deep as his cock began to rocket ropes of cum into my abused hole. After a few moments of recuperation Chris withdrew his cock but before I could miss it another took it’s place. So it went on for the next few hours, cock after cock was stuffed up my ass and down my throat. As soon as I thought it was over another cock would be pressed into my loose dripping sloppy hole. I had become the bottom I had always coveted. I have no idea how many loads I took or how many guys fucked me that night. The blonde next to me said that he thought it had to be close to forty guys and quite a few more loads then that sense most of them went at least twice. When I finally got home that morning, cum was still running down my legs from my gaping battered and bruised hole as I fell face first into my bed. I wreaked of sweat, sex, and cum and I was utterly satisfied and it was perfectly clear that I would never be a top again. I had found my place as a bottom slut and I was overjoyed to have found my place at last.

Part 5 Chris was a tall gray haired thickly built guy who I had seen a few times before at the baths. The thought of his beer can thick cock made my hole twitch and as it twitched I felt the wet warm load slowly dripping out. I clenched my ass tight not wanting to lose a drop, wanting desperately to keep it as lube for Chris’s massive cock. “Hell yes,” I head Chris respond, and turned my head to see where the voice was coming from. I watched Chris pull his cock from one of the other bottoms in the slings and walk over. I had never thought about how hot Chris was until this moment, before when we were both tops he didn’t much matter, but now that my hole was primed with a load and ready for his cock to stretch me further and further he looked like the god of all Daddies. His cock swung from side to side in front of him slightly as he walked over to me, ass juice glistening on the broad mushroom head from the hole he had just been fucking. He smiled at me, hunger burning in his eyes. “Fuck,” Chris said turning to Tony, “Thought this boy was a top only how did you finally get inside his hairy little fuck hole?” “Flipped him on his back and eat his cunt out till he begged for my cock.” Something about having these two stunning men talk about me as if I wasn’t even there turned me on even more and my hole gave another powerful twitch. Tony stepped closer and ran his hand across my sweaty cum covered crack. As his fingers touched my hole he pressed gently on my hole and I willingly opened my hole to take four of his fingers inside me. “And now,” Tony added, twisting his fingers around inside my hole, “This total top’s been turned into a nice loose open fuck hole cum dump ready for breeding.” “I’m going to enjoy stretching out his hole even further.” Tony pulled his fingers from my hole with a soft plop, and Chris stepped up between my legs a wicked smile on his face. His thick mushroom head pressed against my hole and after a few long moments steadily began to stretch my hole wider and wider as it sunk inside me. My heart quickened with lust and my stomach jumped into my throat as I felt him slide with only a little discomfort balls deep inside of me. Chris groaned as he sank deeper and deeper inside of me his smile widening clearly enjoying my warm cummy hole. “How old are you kid,” he asked as his balls came to rest on my ass. “Twenty-four,” I moaned in reply. “And tonight’s the first time you’ve been fucked?” “Yes.” “Jesus you’ve been waiting this sweet cunt. You should have been on your back with your legs spread for cock sense you turned eighteen. That’s alright though, we’ll just have to get you bred extra to make up for lost time.” Chris started to pump his cock in and out of me slowly. “You would like that wouldn’t you boy, you want a load from every top in the bathhouse willing to give you one?” “God yes. Please fuck me! I need more cock.” The words surprised me even as they came out of my mouth but at the same time I knew they were true. At that point I wasn’t sure I would ever want to top again, my whole world was centered around the overwhelming extract of having my ass stretched and penetrated by tick meaty cocks.

Part 4 Tony was much more gentle with me then I had been with the blonde who was taking yet another cock in the sling next to me. He slid his cock slowly but steadily in and out my hole making sure I felt every inch sliding through my recently virginal hole occasionally flexing his did as it reached one of the extremes causing me to whimper like a bitch in heat. My hole burned as it stretched to accommodate his cock but there was pleasure there too, and a hunger that could not be denied; and as he slowly built up the pace the pain ebbed away and all that was left was the pleasure. “For a total top boy, you’re sure handling my cock well for your first time.” “Thank you.” “But now it’s time for the real fucking.” He grabbed hold of the chains for the sling and slammed his cock balls deep into me. I cried out in lust and joy. From my left I heard the blonde boy giggle and call some sort of encouragement to Tony even as he was being emailed on another cock. I looked up into the mirror above me and saw Tony’s fat cock vanishing into my hole over and over again my sphincter clinging to his cock as he pulled out. I couldn’t believe how good it felt, I wanted him to never stop. I had been horny before but this was different, being horny is being in need of a release this was a hunger a hunger for something I had never craved before: cum. “Fuck me, oh Jesus fuck me,” I cried as his cock hammered in and out of my hole. Sweat dripped from Tony’s muscular hair covered torso on to mine and I felt my eyes rolling in to the back of my head. “You ready for my load boy?” “Yes, fill my hole with your cum!” “Good answer.” Tony sank his cock balls deep in me once more and held fast to my hips as he grunted and his cock bucked inside of me spraying his load all over my guts. I could feel his cock pumping inside of me emptying his balls. My hole was flooded with a magical warmth that I never wanted to be without again. I was no longer a top, hell I wasn’t sure in that moment that I was even versatile, for that night at least I was a bottom. As he slid his cock from my hole my mind was consumed with one though: I need more cock. Four thick fingers were quickly slid into my hole, replacing Tony’s cock. He smiled as he twisted them around in my now wide-open hole. “ How do you feel boy?” “Amazing.” “How does your hole feel?” “I never thought it could feel this good.” “And my load?” “Perfect.” “You want more cock don’t you boy? You want to spend the night like this little bitch take load after load in your stretched out cunt?” “Yes.” “Right answer. He Chris, wanna try out my new fuck hole?”

Yesterday afternoon I went to the county's jogging/bike trail to see if there was any hotties out. It has been cool here the last few days and was finally starting to warm up some. When I go I I normally wear a t-shirt, basketball shorts with no underwear so my package is easy to see, and a rainbow bracelet so the guys know. After walking for about 15 or 20 minutes, this hot ass Latino boy in his early 20’s came jogging toward me. He smiled and said hi, but kept on jogging. I was like…damn.. cause he was fine. Around 6’2 or so, slim/fit, nice light brown skin, and all sweaty in this t-shirt with the arms and neck cut out and basketball shorts.. yummy..lol. I kept walking on for a few more minutes, then decided to turn back. When I got up to this turn, I saw him, walking now, towards me. When we got close to each other, he stopped and bent over to tie his shoe. He said hi again, and asked me how my walk was going. I told him ok, but it could be better and smiled. He laughed, and then stood up and touched my rainbow bracelet and told me it was nice. I smiled, and knew he was game. He asked me what I was looking for, and I told me I was pretty open, as long as I got sweaty and a good work out. He laughed a little. I told him I was going to walk back to this little spot in the woods, if he was interested, he could come with me. He told me sure.. and we walked up a little and cut through this small path into the woods to this small opening with a tree that had fallen down against a couple of other trees. Nobody can see into where this was from the trail. When we got there, he asked me “So what’s up?” I reached over and touched his crotch, and felt a nice bulge under his basketball shorts. He got a big smile on his face, and I went to my knees, and rubbed it some more, then pulled the band of his shorts and underwear down and a nice long fat semi-uncut cock popped out in my face. I grabbed it, and ran my tongue around the head, and then slide him in my mouth. Sucking his cock until he was solid hard, and a good fat 8 inches. I was sucking him good, and licking all over his balls, and smooth chest, tasting the sweat from his jog. Damn.. he tasted good. After a little bit, he raised me up, and put his hands in my shorts and pulled my dick out and stroked it while I stroked him. He went down and sucked me for a little bit, and then I rubbed his head and told him I wanted him to fuck me with his big cock. He pulled off my dick looked up at me and asked if I had condoms. I told him no, but I was cool if he was. He stood up, and I stroked him some more, then he turned me around and pushed me against the broken tree. He ran his smooth cock against my ass checks, taking my ass for a dry run. He then spit on his hand and rubbed it on his dick. He held his hand out and told me to spit, so I did, and he rubbed it on my hole, and then his dick. He pushed me down so I was bent over in front of him, and slowly slid the head of his uncut cock into my ass. When he realized I was having no problems taking him, he sped his rhythm up and pushed me harder against the tree and fucked my hole like crazy, putting every inch into me, and his smooth balls slapping against my ass. I guess being outside and the situation and all got him going good. After about 4 or 5 minutes of him pounding me, he started saying “fuck” and told me he was about to cum, and wanted to know where I wanted it. I looked back at him, and told him in my ass. He smiled and called me “Papi” started pounding faster and harder. I watched his face as he cringed up, and then he kicked his head up toward the sky and let out a gasp of air, and then I felt his dick pulsating his load balls deep into my hole. I told him to keep fucking me, to fuck his seed into my cunt. He slid back and forth in me a few more times, then as he pulled out, and a large stream of his cum flowed out of my hole around his dick and down my leg. I told him he came a shit load, and he laughed and told me he hadn’t gotten off in a week. I bent down and licked the cum from his dick, then sucked him clean. I told him not to wait so long the next time, to give me a shout and we could hit the woods again. He laughed, and said he would consider it, then pulled his shorts up, and left me standing there with his load dripping from my freshly fucked ass. When I walked out of the woods, I started back toward my car. When I got up a bit, I saw him standing and talking to this girl. When I got close I said hi to them, and she smiled and said hi. He just looked over at me, and then went back to talking to her as if he had never seen me before in his life. I kept on walking, and thought “oh Well”, and then smiled at the fact that I had his boy seed planted deep in my hole to remember him by. But I’m sure if I saw him again, he wouldn’t hesitate to breed me again.