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Part 5 - The Talk Once again, Mark was jolted awake by his phone. He got up and went into the bathroom and took a long piss. He washed his hands and face, trying to wake up. He grabbed the hookup phone and put it on the charger. He checked the time and it was 3:20. Time to leave. At the last second, Mark grabbed a packet of lube and put it in his jeans pocket. He was planning on taking Joey and his roommate out for a pizza and then hit a few bars after Joey and he had 'taken care of business'. Hopefully he could find someone for a bathroom fuck at one of the bars - he loved fucking straight guys in bars but he hadn’t done it since he got pozzed. Driving over to the apartment he had a knot in his stomach. He had rarely had serious discussions with his brother. He had always looked out for him and given him advice, but this was different. Hopefully it would go okay. He parked and walked up to the building he was in just an hour or so ago. Shaking his head he thought 'Sometimes life is really strange'. Walking up the staircase he found the apartment on the third floor and knocked. He heard someone coming closer and the door then was unlocked. The shock was immediate and the knot in his stomach got much bigger. It was the guy he fucked earlier. Both looked at each other in disbelief. Mark raised his finger to his mouth, telling the guy to stay quiet and got a nod from the guy's stunned face. “Hi I’m Joey’s brother Mark. Is he back from classes yet?” Mark stated, trying to be as calm as possible. “Oh… uh.. hi. Yeah, he’s just changing clothes right now. Come on in.” Mark went in to the apartment and glanced around. It reminded him of Joey’s room in high school but bigger and even messier. The smell of pot hung in the air and on the table in front of the couch were a couple pipes and a small bong. “Have a seat wherever. I’m Kyle, Joe’s roommate.” Mark put out his hand and shook Kyle’s hand like any straight guy would. Kyle still looked stunned and pale. Mark made a mental note to himself 'It’s no longer your kid brother Joey, he’s now Joe'. “Do you want a beer?” asked Kyle as he walked to the kitchen. “Sure, thanks” Mark said as he sat down. He heard the toilet flush and the sink run a bit and out came his brother into the living room. Mark got up and met his brother and hugged him, exclaiming "Damn, it's good to see you again, Joe.” The hug lasted longer than Joe expected and Mark’s firm grip on his brothers back surprised him. Mark had never been that affectionate before. “Good to see you, man," Joe answered as Mark finally stepped back and looked his brother over and smiled. Joe was about the same height as his roommate, maybe a bit taller and more muscular. He had his hair in a short wide mohawk and had a chinstrap beard. His ears were both pierced and plugged. The t-shirt he had on was form fitting and showed his body off. The jeans he had were ripped and he was barefoot. Yeah, he was no longer a kid and is becoming his own person, thought Mark. Joe was also checking his brother. “Nice ink, Dude. Does mom know?” Joe asked. Kyle passed out the beers and they all sat down - Kyle and Joe on the couch, Mark in the chair facing them. Kyle started to pack a bowl which caused Mark to chuckle. “So Mom and Dad are pissed at me, huh?” Joe started saying. Mark laughed but knew that Joe’s statement was pretty close to the truth. “Not pissed, just worried. Do you want to talk alone or….” “Nah, Kyle’s cool and knows everything anyway” Joe replied before Mark could finish his sentence. Mark took a breath and said “So, just between the three of us, what the fuck is going on?” At that point Kyle flicked the lighter and took a big hit and passed the pipe to Joe. Joe did the same and after he exhaled the pot smoke into the air looked at Mark. “Well, I got thrown off the team for failing a drug test.” “I didn’t think they threw you off for pot. Hell, most of the guys I knew on the teams were big pot smokers when I was here. Its not really a performance enhancing drug,” Mark commented, laughing at the last part and reaching for the pipe and lighter. Mark took a hit from the bowl and finished it off, enjoying the hit as he felt it spread through his body. Putting the pipe down, he looked at Joe waiting for the rest of the truth. The pause was uncomfortable and Mark added “So what’s the part you’re not telling? I’m not gonna yell at you, I just want to know and help if I can.” Mark looked at Joe, then Kyle and back to Joe. The silence was broken by Kyle, which surprised Mark. “Tell him Joe, tell him everything. I think he’ll be cool with it.” Mark looked at Kyle and nodded, seeing a different side of the guy he had fucked earlier. Joe started to protest and Kyle looked at him sternly and said “Tell HIM”. Joe glared at Kyle with a very pissed off look. After a few moments, Joe started “oh, fuck. Here it goes. Well, I was caught fucking a couple of the other guys on the team. Uh, more than once. And it wasn’t pot that I tested positive for, it was a bunch of other drugs.” There was a pause, but before Mark could say anything, Joe continued announcing “Yeah, I’m gay. Happy? Is that what you wanted to know? Surprised? Your supposedly straight jock little brother is a fag? Yeah, I like cock. I like ass. I like getting fucked and fucking guys. I like a whole lot of shit you probably would freak out about. And before you ask, yes. Kyle is my boyfriend." After he vented, Joe just broke down and started crying as Kyle held him close. Mark let Joe get it all out. He was sick that he had just caused his brother so much pain yet strangely turned on by finding out his brother was gay too. He always had thought his brother was sexy. What were the chances that both kids from uber-straight, homophobic parents would be gay. Mark needed to let Joe know it was okay and he might as well out himself since Kyle would do it sooner or later. “Joey… uh, Joe. It's okay. Gay, straight, trans… I don’t care. You are what you are and I’ll love you just the same.” Joe looked up and wiped the tears from his face “I’m sorry if I let you down, Mark.” With that comment, Mark almost got angry. “Let me down? Don’t let me ever hear you say something like that again. Being gay is not something to be ashamed of. Its a part of who you are just like being blonde or hairy or hung. Be proud. Enjoy the sex, the friendships that you make and meeting other gay people. We have enough of a problem being persecuted by homophobic assholes that we need to stick together and support each other.” Joe looked at Mark confused. 'Did he just say we’? Joe asked himself, only to decide to voice the question: “We?” Mark smiled back at Joe “Yeah, WE. Your big brother is a homo too. Capisce? Happy?” The three of them laughed at the last word. Joe responded “Fuck yeah, I’m happy! I’ve been dreading this day for almost 10 years. I never would have thought that it would work out this good.” “Well, don’t count on mom and dad taking it as well. It may just kill them if they find out both of their kids are queer” Mark said and they all laughed. Kyle got up and grabbed a six pack out of the fridge and handed a beer to each of them. Mark toasted Joe and Kyle “To being gay” and they clinked the bottles and took a big swig. For the next couple hours they drank and smoked, revealed some of their exploits and the times they were sure they were caught by each other or their parents. Joe and Mark hadn’t been this close or opened up to each other since they were in grade school. Mark ordered a pizza as the munchies took hold and when the delivery guy showed up they laughed since all three of them had fucked the guy. As the clock tipped past 10:00 PM they ran out of beer. Mark broke the news and said “Well, I was hoping we would go out to a bar tonight and relax after our ‘meeting.’ You guys interested? And thank god we don’t have to go to a straight bar.” “Fuck yeah!” Joe and Kyle answered in unison. Joe and Kyle changed their clothes and Joe said “I know a great place to go. Its only a few blocks from here.” “Great," Mark replied, adding "But I need to piss first,” as he walked to the bathroom. He left the door open and as he finished up and turned around he saw both guys at the doorway watching. “Too bad we couldn’t see the good stuff” said Joe. The guys walked over to the club and were joking and laughing the whole way. They stood in line for a bit and when they made it to the door, the bouncer asked “Who’s your daddy, Joe?” Mark laughed and then looked at the bouncer a bit closer and chuckled saying “Don’t take shit from Tony, Joe. He’s just a big teddy bear." The bouncer, who stood 6 foot 4 inches of solid muscle, stood up and stared down at Mark. A grin immediately followed as he exclaimed “Holy Fuck! Mark! It's great to see you bud. God I miss that cock”. Tony gave Mark a big bear hug and picked him up. The rest of the people in line had prepared for a fight and were relieved to see it was just old friends. Many were laughing about Tony wanting Mark’s cock. "It must be good" said one guy. Tony finally let Mark down and stamped all three of their hands, not collecting the cover charge. “I’ll see you in a bit Mark, when I get a break” said Tony as the three guys went into the club. The music was thumping and the floor was filled with guys dancing. Most were shirtless and some were almost naked with just a jockstrap or thong. Along one side was a large bar with some tables scattered around. They filtered through the crowd and it was obvious that Joe and Kyle knew a lot of the crowd - there were a few hugs and several asses slapped. They found a table that was empty and Mark headed to the bar. There were three bartenders working and he really liked their uniforms - a black jockstrap and a pair of Chucks. It displayed their sweaty bodies nicely and gave him something to lust over while he waited. Mark noticed that each of the bartenders had dollar bills stuck through the top strap, so he wasn’t sure if that was where they stored tips or if they danced too. He didn’t have to wait too long and one of the bartenders came over and yelled “whatcha need?” Mark gazed at the guy a bit too long, taking in his tight Latino body, six pack, smooth caramel skin with several prominent tattoos and a nipple ring. He had a bit of hair on his pecs and a thicker trail down to a sizable bulge in his jockstrap. There were glow sticks wrapped around his biceps showing off the muscle. His gaze was interrupted as the bartender yelled again “WHATCHA WANT?” Embarrassed, Mark yelled back “Three shots of Patron and three PBRs.” The bartender smiled, and gave him a wink and took off to get the drinks. Mark stared at his hot ass, perfectly framed by the jock’s leg straps, as he walked away and Mark felt his cock twitch. Soon the bartender was back with the drinks on a tray - three rocks glasses with a generous shot of tequila, three limes, a salt shaker and three tall cans of Pabst. The bartender yelled out “Thirty bucks, and I need the tray back right away.” Mark peeled off a 20 and two 10s handing 30 to the bartender and then reached over and stuffed the other 10 into the pouch of his jockstrap. Grabbing the tray, he carefully headed back to the table, dropping off the drinks. Mark never cared for the tequila ritual of salt and lime, so he just grabbed the glass as Joe and Kyle licked and salted their hand. “Salut” yelled Mark and they each downed their shots. Mark collected the glasses, salt shaker and spent limes and took them back to the bar and motioned to his sexy latin bartender that he had returned the tray and glasses. The bartender blew him a kiss and Mark blew one back and went back to the table. The table always seemed to have someone stopping by to say hi and he was introduced to many guys: Tim and Brandon, CJ and Nick and Stephanie and… ugh, he would never remember them all which was okay since he would likely never see them again. Joe and Kyle asked “How about we dance?” Mark, however, replied “You can. I’ll hold down the table,” and with that Joe and Kyle were off to the dance area. Mark watched them for a while, nursing his beer and enjoying the sight of his little brother dirty dancing with his boyfriend. At one point he saw Joe slide his hand down the back of Kyle's pants and Mark laughed, wondering if his load was still inside. Suddenly Mark felt a hand on his shoulder and two beers plopped down in front of him. It was Tony. “How the fuck are you?” was Tony’s greeting. “Doing great. Just back visiting for the weekend and checking up on Joey.” Mark and Tony chatted a bit and caught up. At one point Mark mentioned that he had a hotel for the weekend and maybe Tony could stop by before he left and sample his cock one more time. Tony looked down and then moved his head next to Mark’s ear and quietly stated “I’d love to play with you, but we gotta do it covered this time. I’m poz.” Mark turned his head and grinned at Tony and privately told him “No, we don't have to cover up. I'm also poz, but keep it quiet. I don’t want Joe to know yet.” Tony immediately had his smile back and they both hugged. Tony leaned in and told Mark “I haven’t said anything to Joe about you being gay. Does he know?” “Oh yeah, he does now. It has been an interesting day.” Mark made sure that he had Tony’s current number in his phone and Tony headed back to work just as Kyle walked up dripping with sweat and his t-shirt tucked into his jeans. Mark thought 'Damn he looks so fuckable right now' and almost wanted to bend him over and breed him again. Kyle took a swig of his beer and said “Joe is talking to a bud trying to score more weed. He’ll be back in a few.” “Cool” Mark replied and added “I’m gonna take a leak. Gotta recycle this beer.” Kyle said to Mark “Why don’t you wait 'til Joe gets back. I hate standing here alone, I feel like a loser.” Mark laughed and said “Sorry, nature calls and I can’t hold it much longer. You’ll be fine.” Mark headed over to the restroom and walked in. He was amazed at how big it was. How things change in a few years. He guessed gay clubs in college towns are no longer the dives they kept hidden like when he went to school. There were plenty of urinals, several stalls, a bunch of sinks and there seemed to be two connected rooms. He saw one stall with its door open and a guy fucking another just like he was in the airport the day before. He spotted an open urinal near the end and hurried over to it, whipping out his cock and pissed like crazy. Over his shoulder he heard a bunch of guys yelling and cheering. Once he finished pissing, he stuffed his cock back in his pants, quickly rinsed off his hands, and stepped into the other room to confirm what he suspected was going on. There was a group of about a dozen guys circled tightly around a guy who was bent over getting spit roasted. Mark moved in closer and watched the guy to his right drill the bottom slut. The guys to the sides were all stroking their cocks, some blowing their loads on the slut’s back. Mark pulled his cock out and started to stroke. The guy to his left let out a “Holy fuck, this dude’s pierced.” Mark blushed as everyone looked over to see his hard cock and 0 gauge PA. The guy to Mark’s left reached over and stroked Mark’s cock, gripping it tightly, and Mark reached over and stroked the guy's cock. The guy to his right grunted, bending over the slut, slamming his cock balls-deep as he came. The guy pulled out, his cum clearly oozing out of the slut’s hole. The guy to Mark’s left nudged him over and said “I want to see you fuck this cumdump.” A few of the other men nodded, as each stroke himself. Mark moved over and rubbed some of the cum on to the head of his cock and rested the ring on the slut's hole. Pushing in, the sluts well lubed and stretched hole swallowed up his thick cock. Once he was all the way in, he started fucking for all he was worth, totally enjoying the slut's hole. The guy to his left leaned over and kissed him while pinching his nipple. His thrusts got harder and harder the more his nips were played with. He felt his balls start to tighten and then the guy twisted his nip hard. That was all it took and Mark started to flood the slut with his venom. One spurt became five, then six, then seven. The guy to his left broke the kiss and stopped the nipple play and Mark pulled his cock out of the slut. Looking down at the slut’s ass he saw some cum drip out and a birthmark on the slut's right cheek. “Oh fuck,” he muttered. Mark stuffed his cum covered cock back into his jockstrap and zipped up. He washed his hands again as his heart was racing. He headed back to the table and found Kyle there. Kyle said “You ok man? You look like you saw a ghost.” Mark said “I’m fine. I just caught my cock on my zipper.” Kyle had gotten a round of beers and Mark took a big swig. The awkward silence was broken when Mark whispered in Kyle’s ear “Let’s keep our hookup this afternoon just between the two of us for now. Okay?” Kyle quietly replied "Absolutely. Joe knows I got bred this afternoon, but I didn’t tell him it was you.” “Thanks” Mark replied as he absorbed the ramifications. About that time Joe walked up and smiled, patting his bulging pocket. “Scored some good stuff.” They finished their beers and Joe said it had been a long hard week he was beat. It was almost closing time anyway, so how about they meet tomorrow about noon. Mark agreed and they headed out of the club where Mark slapped Tony’s ass and gave him a big hug. The guys walked back to the apartment. They hugged goodbye at the building door and Mark went to his car still kind of buzzed. 'Good thing the hotel isn’t far' he thought. He pulled in to the space right by his hotel room and went inside. Stripping his clothes off, he went into the shower and rinsed off. Leaning against the wall he let the hot water run all over his body. Finally he turned the water off and dried his body off and fell into the bed. Muttering 'shit' to himself, he rolled over and soon was sound asleep.

Part 4 - Friday Funday Mark was awakened by his phone ringing and finally got to it right before it went to voicemail. “Hello,” he answered in a groggy voice. It was his mom. “Did you make it okay? Have you talked to Joel? Why not?” It was a one-sided conversation in which he couldn’t get time to answer the questions with more than one word before she started the next question. He just let her talk until she was done and told her everything would be fine. He would talk to Joey after he finished classes today and not to worry. He tossed the phone on the bed and wandered into the bathroom. He looked in the mirror and said to himself “This is not going to be fun.” He shaved, showered and brushed his teeth and went over to the dresser. He grabbed some clothes to put on, a jock, a pair of jeans and a tee. The clothes were all tight fitting and showed off his body nicely - bulge, bubble butt, abs, pecs and biceps. He decided that he needed a decent meal since yesterday diet of coffee and sex left him pretty starved. Mark wandered down to the lobby area where they had a continental breakfast laid out. Not many people were there since it was 8:30 AM. A family with a mom, dad and two little kids; an elderly couple; and a large middle aged woman. The dad was his mid 30s and was not unattractive. He probably was a jock in his high school and college days, but life as a family man was obviously taking its toll. He looked tired and was putting on some weight. The kids were screaming for their food, tugging at his pants for attention and constantly changing what they wanted. Mark grabbed a bowl and put some fresh fruit and yogurt in it, then grabbed another bowl and filled it with cereal and milk. He set the bowls at an empty table and grabbed a cup of coffee. He sat down and chuckled - his mom would be proud of him eating a nutritious meal. As he ate breakfast he caught up on emails and the news. Getting up to get another cup of coffee he overheard the mom tell her husband "See? You don’t want to look like that. All those ugly tattoos. You can barely see his skin. UGH! He’s probably a drug dealer.” Laughing to himself, Mark thought 'She must be talking about me. That poor pussy-whipped sucker is stuck listening to her bitch at him for the next 50 years unless he divorces her - or kills her'. Mark cleaned his table off and took his coffee back to the room. Looking at the clock he had six and a half hours until he needed to be at Joey’s apartment. “Let’s see who’s around” he thought to himself and grabbed his hookup phone. The apps on this phone were a lot different than his normal phone. No news or weather apps, just a couple hookup apps, a Craigslist app and a web browser. He looked through the apps and Craigslist and there was nothing of interest. “Probably a bit too early for any students” he guessed. He grabbed the car keys and his 'fuck bag' which contained lube, poppers and a safety pin and decided to take a wander around town to see if any of his old haunts were still there. Driving around he was amazed at how much it had changed. New strip malls where cheap student housing used to be. New names for old bars. His favorite ABS was now an office building parking lot. He drove over to the campus and parked the car. Suddenly he felt a little old or the freshmen looked really young, he couldn’t decide which. Wandering around he ended up at the library and decided to check out the restrooms he used to cruise in. Walking in to the first one he immediately noticed the security camera on the ceiling. 'Damn, there’s no action gonna happen here', he thought. He hit the other one in the basement that usually attracted the kinkier guys and found the same thing. 'Fuck, where do guys hookup around here'? He remembered the storage room over in the old engineering building and wandered that way. When he got close all he saw was a crane with a wrecking ball and the building mostly demolished. His heart sank. He had sucked and fucked a lot there during his tenure. He walked around a bit more and sat down on a park bench and pulled out the phone. More people were on the apps but nothing really looked good. Getting on Craigslist he did a few searches and only found one that looked promising: Horny bottom cub looking for hot sex. 27, 5’10, 200lbs, furry ass, safe or bb, anon ok The pics looked decent, especially the one with him laying in a sling. He decided what the fuck and sent a reply including his phone number and a couple of his own pics - the obligatory dick pic and a body shot. He kept searching with different terms and wasn’t finding much else when his phone rang. He answered and it was the cub from Craigslist. They traded questions and answers for a minute and Mark got the address. Half an hour to get there was more than enough time so he went back to the car and drove to the address to check the area out. Finding nothing suspicious, he found a spot to park and waited five minutes. Taking out a lube packet and the brown popper bottle he put them in his jeans pocket. No need for the safety pin to sabotage a condom, since the guy wanted a raw fuck and sounded excited when Mark had told him he never pulls out to cum. Walking up to the door of the house Mark took one last look around to make sure he was safe and knocked on the door. The door opened and standing in front of him was the guy in just a black jockstrap and a black leather harness. Just like the pictures, if not better. It looked like he had been working out a bit since the pics were taken and was turning into a sexy muscle cub. He had dark hair, a slightly bushy beard, fur covering his chest, abs and legs. Mark introduced himself saying “Hey, I’m the guy who from the Craigslist ad”. The cub took a look around and smiled before asking Mark to come inside. Mark followed him back to the bedroom and could smell the pot smoke lingering around. The bedroom was a little small but it was obvious a lot of sex had happened there. The bed had restraints on each corner, there were a couple boxes of various toys next to the bed and there was a large eyelet screwed into the ceiling. Mark grabbed the cub by his harness and pulled him close, roughly kissing him before pushing him back a bit and spitting in his mouth. “You ready, fucker?” Mark asked. “Yes Sir!” was the response. Mark didn’t consider himself a Dom, but he could become quite dominant given the right bottom and this guy fit the bill. He quickly shed his clothes and took the lube and poppers out and tossed them on the bed. Grabbing the cub by the harness again he pushed him back next to the bed and then pushed him to his knees. The cub was on Mark’s cock in a second and started licking all around it before grabbing the PA with his teeth and tugging. Mark grinned as he looked down watching the guy suck his cock like a pro. The cub was rougher than most with his cock sucking and it set the tone for an aggressive fuck. After using his tongue on Mark’s balls, shaft, head and piercing he swallowed Mark’s cock all the way down. Mark gasped and then moaned in pleasure. Not many guys had been able to swallow his cock that easily and with each passing moment Mark realized that this guy was going to be a great fuck. Mark began to fuck the guys face, driving his cock deep and holding it there for several seconds until he felt the cub start to struggle. Each time he did it, he waited just a bit longer, depriving the cub of air. With his cock covered in spit and throat slime, Mark lifted the cub to the bed, spun him around and got him on all fours. Mark looked at the cub’s furry ass and licked his lips. Many of Mark’s friends were not into hairy asses, but they really turned him on. Licking up from the cub’s balls, over his taint and along the crack he tasted the cub’s scent. Licking up to the cub’s hole, he zeroed in on his target. He was disappointed that he couldn’t taste any cum from an earlier breeding. Fucking the hole with his tongue he felt the hole start to open and relax. He sucked on the pucker and forced some of his spit inside. Moving his hand over the furry butt cheek, he pushed a finger in next to his tongue. Feeling the warmth of the cub’s hole he began to alternate his tongue and finger inside the hole. The cub was groaning in pleasure at the assplay and Mark started to get more aggressive with his finger before adding a second finger. Mark felt his cock starting to drip precum and knew both of them were ready for the real fuck. Mark stood up and rubbed the piercing around the cub’s ring. Grabbing the lube packet, he ripped it open and dripped some on and in the cub’s hole. Adding some to the tip and shaft of his cock he leaned in and started to push. He felt the hole relax and the ring and head slipped inside before the hole tightened around it. “Aaaahhhh, fuck yeah” Mark muttered as he continued pushing his cock into the cub’s velvety hole. Grabbing the cub's hips, Mark began to fuck, thrusting in harder and harder until his cock was planted all the way in. The cub was rocking his ass back to meet Mark’s thrusts and Mark was bouncing off the cub’s furry, muscled butt each time. Between the lube and Mark’s precum the cub’s hole was slick and easy to power fuck. The cub for his part was working his ass muscles and milking Mark’s cock. Mark pulled out and pushed the cub into the middle of the bed. Standing on the bed straddling the cub, Mark bent down and slammed his cock back into the cub. The cub grunted and responded “Fuck yes, Sir!” Mark’s sweat was dripping off of him on to the cub's back as he pounded the cub’s ass with long hard strokes. With the cub gripping Mark’s cock with his ass, Mark soon felt his balls start to tighten up and his cock engorge. With his final few stroke, he slammed his cock hard into the cub and his cock began to shoot volley after volley of diseased cum into the cub’s hole. Mark fell on top of the cub and piston’d his cock in a few more times before pulling out. Both of them rolled over on the bed breathing hard. The cub spoke first “Thanks man, that was awesome. I love feeling my ass full of cum.” Mark replied “Yeah, that was fuckin’ good. You really know how to work a cock. Thanks”. After a minute the cub said “I hope you don’t mind taking off, but I have another guy coming over in about 10 minutes and it gets awkward the tops run into each other.” Mark chuckled and said “No problem man. You’re all lubed for him, that's for sure.” Mark got up and put his clothes back on and walked to the front door, the cub close behind. Mark slapped his ass and said “Thanks, enjoy the load,” before walking out the door and to his car. Mark had worked up an appetite from the fuck, so he drove over to a sandwich shop he used to go to. Thankfully it was still there. Going in, he got his 'usual', a spicy italian sub with fresh mozzarella and a drink. He chowed down on the sandwich and felt the burn of the spicy meats and giardiniera. His energy replenished, Mark opened his phone again and looked around to see what fun he might be able to squeeze in before going back to the hotel for a shower and then meeting up with his brother. Looking through the apps and CL again, he found a few more things that looked promising but nothing that sounded great. Finally he found a guy that was looking for a 'quick pump and dump, no blowjobs'. The guy had a good description 'gwm, ex-jock, cumdump btm 5’6, 155, tight ass' and it said 'BB only, no loads refused'. Hmmm. A few messages back and forth and they had a meeting time and place. No mention was made about status and Mark wasn’t going to tell unless he had to. The street sounded familiar, but Mark couldn’t figure out why. The guy wanted to meet/fuck in the storage room of his apt building in case his roommate came home. The guy said he was on his way back from classes so he needed a bit of time to clean up. Mark had 45 minutes to kill so he drove around a bit more hoping to see a few more places he used to go to still there. A few minutes before the meeting time, Mark pulled up to a large apartment building. Then it hit him. This is where his brother lived. Same fucking address. Crap. What was he going to do? The pics didn’t look like his brother, which was a relief, but he didn’t want to possibly run into Joey having just fucked a hookup, but to cancel now would be a dick move, so he decided to chance it. Besides, he was horny again and his cock was half hard already. Mark grabbed a new lube packet and the poppers and went in to the building, down the stairs, to end of the hall and the door on the right. Knock twice, followed by a single knock. The door opened and there stood the guy. “Sup” was all the guy said. The description matched perfectly, so Mark walked into the storage room and followed the guy to the end of the aisle and turned. There were some boxes there and the guy pushed his gym shorts down showing a bare, hairless, muscled bubble butt. Mark grabbed the poppers and took a hit and passed them to the guy who did a couple hits. Mark dropped his jeans down and pulled out his semi-rigid cock and stroked it several times until it was hard. Lubing the guy's ass from the packet, he put some on his cock and spread the guy's ass cheeks, teased the guy's hole for a couple seconds and then pushed in. Mark heard the guy grunt out “Oh my fucking god, oh fuck fuck fuck,” as Mark shoved his cock in balls-deep in with one long push. He knew he was tearing the hell out of the guy's hole, but Mark felt if you say “no loads refused” it really means “poz me up” and Mark was going to try his best. Once he got all the way in he didn’t wait to start pounding the guy's hole with no mercy. His body kept slamming into the guy's ass over and over. Mark ground his hips as he was thrusting in. All you could hear in the room was the drone of some building equipment, the slapping of skin, Mark’s grunts and the guys constant “Oh fuck.” Mark was being rough and brutal and his goal was to make this guy a 'one and done' conversion. Some jackrabbit fucking followed by several hard thrusts jabbing into the walls of his ass. Pull all the way out and slam back in. Finally Mark couldn’t last any longer and drove his cock in deep and felt the pulsations as his balls pumped the demon seed into the guy. The breeding complete, Mark pulled his cock out and saw his cock covered in cum and blood. He grabbed the guys shorts and pulled them up, wiping his cock on them before letting the shorts snap tight around the guy's waist. “Thanks, bud” Mark said and walked out of the room, letting the door close behind him. Mark hurried out of the building and back to the car hoping he wouldn’t run into Joey. Looking at his phone he saw the time - 19 minutes from meet to breed to gone. Perfect. The phone buzzed with a message. It was from the guy he just fucked. “OMG that was hot. Can we do again tomorrow?” Mark just laughed “Greedy fucker” and drove back to the hotel. Mark walked in the room and it was sparkling clean. The stained bedspread was replaced and the stack of extra towels was even higher. A note was on the pillow with a wrapped piece of chocolate and his butt plug, all cleaned. The note read simply “Thanks again, Dennis.” Mark showered and put some clean clothes on and laid down on the couch watching TV. He set the alarm on his phone and laid his head back to take a quick nap.

I was traveling for work and found myself staying in a large hotel / conference center. Logging into Growlr, I ended up connecting with a bearish couple who were staying in the same hotel. Their pics were okay, a bit fuzzy (always a cause for concern), but they were conversing openly so I wasn’t too put off. Their cock pics were impressive, though, and I kept looking back at those as we chatted. Convenience was a bonus in their favor, so I agreed to swing by their room. I put on a jock strap, shorts, T, and flip flops; then slipped poppers in my pocket and headed down to their floor. They let me into their room — pretty standard hotel issue with a king size bed. The lighting was purposefully low. As expected, they were older than their profile pics — probably late 50s / early 60s — with more pounds than described, and both wearing black t-shirts. However, they played their cards well — the one who was waiting inside the room was standing there with a huge hard on. His cock was thick and long, and I was immediately captivated. There wasn’t much talking. The one who greeted me came up behind me, and four hands started rubbing my chest, back, and arms. A few happy grunts were all the noise we were making. I heard the guy who had opened the door slip-off his shorts. Our encounter picked up steam quickly. The bears pulled off my T and shorts, leaving my standing there in a jock strap. I put my hands behind my head so they could openly explore. Four hands worked across my head, chest, arms, and back. Then I felt one cup my balls, and another gently run up and down between my ass. There was a hand on my back pushing me toward the bed. “Get on all fours.” I jumped up on the bed, my feet hanging off the end. “Inhale.” I felt the cold glass under my nose, his hand pressing against the side of my nose while I took a hit of poppers. I inhaled without exhaling, holding it inside for a moment. As my heart rated started to pound, I slowly exhaled, letting the warmth start to wash over my body. “Take another hit.” As I inhaled and held the second hit, I could feel his partner tonguing my hole. I exhaled and moaned at the same time, that warm feeling spreading across my body, and my ass becoming very hungry. The girthy, long cock pressed against my lips, and I opened my mouth to engulf it. Riding the poppers rush, I slurped on that big cock on my mouth, while pushing my ass back on the others’ tongue and probing fingers. I didn’t have to wait long to feel lube being spread on my hole, and fingers begin to work it inside. “What do you want?” I let the big cock drop from my mouth, “I want your cock in my ass.” Our online chat never discussed condoms or bareback, so I wasn’t certain what I was about to get. I felt the hot, slippery head of his bare dick pressing against my hole, pushing it open. I groaned as the dick I hadn’t ever really seen pushed inside me. The poppers appeared below my nose again, and I took a long hit. I was swimming in the popper haze and dim lighting, focusing on the feeling of that cock in my ass. Once the fucking started, it didn’t stop. My chest was pushed into the comforter, the warm feeling of the comforter contrasting to the exposed feeling of my ass up in the air. He fucked me with a variety of strokes, loosening up my ass as he occasionally moved from side to side. There was no talking — just the sound of his body slapping against my ass, and the quick grunts his thrusts drove out of me. I lost track of time, but suddenly I felt his cock slip out. Against the poppers were under my nose, and a hand was pressing one nostril closed. I took two long hits, letting the feeling wash over me again, my heart pounding. I wanted to be used. Then the cock I’d seen when I came into the room, and had time to suck down, slid into my awaiting hole. I pushed myself up on my arms, arching my back. It was a BIG cock! I panted a little, trying to adjust to the size, but he just started fucking my ass. The other guy, meanwhile, pushed his cock into my mouth. I didn’t know if he had washed, but I wasn’t given a choice. The two bears had me spit roasted, plowing me at either end. I grunted and choked a little, but they didn’t stop. The guy in front of me grunted, his hand on the back of my head forcing me to take his cock deep. I felt the thick load filling my mouth, tasting the tangy-salty mix. Fuck that was hot! The bear behind me pulled out while his partner fell back on the bed breathing heavily. He grabbed my ankles and rolled me onto my back, driving my legs apart to expose my wet ass. He pushed back inside me and started fucking again. This time his strokes were long and deep, and I felt his balls slap my ass. I couldn’t moan or grunt any longer — the best I could manage were gasps as he plunged inside. My hole was stretched around his cock, and I slipped into total submission. This guy could do whatever he wanted at this point. ”Breed him,” his partner said from behind me. The topping bear growled, fucking my hole a bit harder and faster, growling every so often, his eyes locked with mine. “You want this load, don’t you, boy?” ”Yes.” ”Tell me what you want, boy.” ”Breed me, Sir.” Nothing more was said after that. The bear changed his tempo, now pounding me furiously, clearly focused on his own satisfaction. His partner grabbed my wrists and held my arms wide so I couldn’t stroke my own cock. I was reaching my limit for taking a pounding, but also realized I didn’t have any choice left. Without warning, the bear growled once, then again, and finally unleashed in my ass. He made a couple final, desperate thrusts to bury his load deep before pulling out. After catching his breath, the two bears made me get back on all fours so they could take a few pics of his load in my cummy ass.

"I'm having a small get together on Veterans Day. Wanna join?" was the email I got from him! Yes of course. I headed to my buddy's apartment where, upon arrival, I in addition to my buddy I found several guys naked in the small family room in his apartment. One hot Latino Guy was on all fours and getting fucked and pounded by a muscular guy with a seven inch cock. On the other end was a hot daddy type getting sucked. My friend was sucking another guy and I joined. I was hard in an instant. I went over and stuck my cock in my buddy's face and he took both of our cocks in his mouth. He alternated and sucked and lovingly licked each dick. OMG it felt so good. He deep throated the other guy which sent the guy over the edge, shooting a nice big load into my buddy's throat. So fucking hot! At almost the same moment I heard grunting and groaning, and turning I saw the muscular guy fucking was shooting a nice load deep inside the bottom's ass. As an added bonus, when the muscular guy slowly withdrew his cock from the bottom's hole, the cock was covered in cum. Nice! No sooner had the muscular top withdrawn withe the guy getting sucked moved in on the empty ass, shoving his cock into the bottom's hot wet hole. Five minutes of pounding and thrusting ensued, leading to a second load being blown in the bottom's hole. Now, as I absolutely love juicy hole, as soon as it was clear the two guys who had topped the bottom were leaving, I slid inside hot Latin Guy's hole. There's nothing better than wet cum filled hole. I pounded away, fucking doggie style, and surprisingly soon felt my balls tingle, and yes, my load shot inside the bottom. The orgasm was amazing, and I might add I really needed it as I hadn't played in a while. My buddy watched as Latin Guy turned around, licking my cock clean. There is a knock on the door. My buddy got the door, admitting a younger guy who, seeing the three of us naked, undressed in a flash. He was somewhat bearish with a nice cock. Latin Guy (such a nice guy) crawled over and sucked new guy hard. I was again erect, and began prodding my bud's ass with my cock. He dropped to all fours, positioning himself next to the other two guys. I slid right in. Bear Guy was now hard, so he positioned himself next to me, sliding inside Latin guy. It was so fucking hot. Bear Guy and I kissed, and held each other as each of us fucked his partner. At one point Bear Guy said "switch" and we both withdrew our hard dick and changed partners, so I was now fucking Latin guy's ass, which contained three loads. Bear Guy and I kissed some more, engaging in some tit play, without, of course, pausing in our assault on our respective bottom. The scene was so hot Bear Guy reached his climax, and with a serious round of pounding and grunting, shot a huge load in my buddy. The scene was enough to trigger me to blow another load of sperm inside Latin Guy. My second load, like the first some time earlier, went deep. Bear Guy left before I had even thought of leaving, and in any event surprisingly quickly Latin Guy got his wind and began alternately sucking me and my buddy. Even more surprisingly my dick responded, presenting a full erection. Naturally I slid back inside Latin Guy while he focused on sucking my buddy. My buddy and I each gave Latin Guy a load at almost the same moment. This was my third load, and Latin Guy's ass contained four or five loads, and had swallowed two! Somehow I wasn't surprised when Latin Guy gave a wide smile asking "Can we do this next week?" hehehehe What a great afternoon! And yes, we're planning another get together soon!!

Part 3 - Getting to the hotel As he is walked up to the car rental counter, he checked the guy out and laughed to himself, thinking 'Poor fitting, cheap white dress shirt? Check. Ugly $5 tie? check. Can’t see his pants, but probably cheap polyester dress pants? Maybe. Over enthusiastic smile? Check. Cute, naive and probably straight 18-21 year old? Check'. The guy was thin and shorter than Mark, about 5 foot 8 inches, longish hair that was bleached with streaks of red, green and blue. His ears had large plugs and his nose had a septum ring. Definitely not the type Mark usually went after. Mark got to the counter and took his wallet and got his license and credit card out. Before he could say anything, the guy cheerfully greeted him with “Good evening sir. Welcome to A1 Car Rental. My name is Aaron and how can I help you tonight?” Mark smiled, leaned on the counter with both arms and told Aaron that he had a reservation, gave him his name and handed over his license and credit card. While they were going over all the info Mark caught Aaron checking him out and then staring at his hand on the counter. It was then Mark realized that he still had his pride bracelet on and it was showing below the cuff of his jacket. 'Better remember to remove it later since this place isn't as gay friendly as home,' he thought. It seemed like there were hundreds of questions and Mark just wanted to get to the hotel. Once finished Aaron handed Mark the keys and said “We are all out of compact cars that you reserved, so I gave you a free upgrade to a premium car.” “Oh, thanks Aaron. I appreciate it. Uh, is there a restroom I can use before I get on the road?” “Yes, down the hall to the right is the men’s room,” Aaron replied. “Thanks, I’ll be right back” Mark said, leaving his suitcase next to the counter and went into the bathroom. Mark was standing at the urinal pissing when Aaron walked in and locked the door. Mark looked over and could see Aaron, who nervously asked "Uh, is there.. uh.. anything I can… help you with?” Mark chuckled to himself, remembering the days when he first started hitting on guys. Shaking the last of the piss off his cock Mark turned around and answered "Yeah, there is. But first.. how old are you?” "Nineteen, sir," Aaron replied. “Cool. You want to suck my cock Aaron?” With that, Aaron turned bright red and looked down at his feet. “Come on, Aaron. Nothing to be ashamed of. If you’re gay or bi, then you’re going to have to get used to sucking cock.” Aaron moved closer to Mark and looked up at him. Mark put his hand on Aaron’s shoulder and pushed him down. Aaron got on his knees and looked up again at Mark. “Take it in your mouth and suck it Aaron. I doubt that this is your first time giving a blowjob," Mark softly commented. With that Aaron lifted Mark’s flaccid cock and gasped when he saw the piercing. Mark laughed “Never seen a pierced cock before Aaron?” Aaron sheepishly replied “No sir." “Well, lets get rid of the sir bullshit since I’m not that old and I’m not your Dom. Now try it. See how it feels.” “Okay” Aaron replied before he wrapped his lips around Mark’s soft cock. The sight of the young guy starting to suck his cock got Mark excited pretty quickly. Mark’s cock stiffened and Aaron eagerly started to suck his cock. 'Pretty damn good for a noob,' thought Mark as Aaron’s tongue licked, probed and explored Mark’s cock. Aaron started to take the cock deeper into his mouth and Mark started to slowly fuck his face. Occasionally Aaron’s teeth would scrape along Mark’s cock and Mark would bark "Watch your teeth.” He got in a good rhythm and was softly moaning when Mark looked down at Aaron with an evil grin. 'Should I?' Mark mused. Mark’s hands moved to the sides of Aaron’s head and he started to fuck Aaron’s mouth harder. Slowing the pace down Mark asked Aaron “You want to get fucked Aaron?” Aaron’s eyes got very wide and Mark could sense the boy was conflicted. Soon Mark heard what he was hoping for, a muffled “Mmmhmm.” Mark pulled his hard cock from Aaron’s mouth and helped him stand. “Move over to the sink” he said and Aaron went over quickly and unbuttoned his pants and let them fall to the floor. “Mmmm, very eager” thought Mark. Mark got on his knees and pulled the boy’s tightey whitey’s down and ran his tongue between Aaron’s ass cheeks. Smelling as he went, Mark was surprised - damn clean with just a good man scent from the sweat of working all day. Spreading Aaron’s cheeks his tongue dove in licking around the boy’s hole before probing in. Aaron gasped as he felt the tongue around his hole. Mark forced some spit into Aaron’s pussy and got up. Mark fished a packet of lube out of his backpack and rubbed some on his rock hard cock and Aaron’s hole. Pressing in, he told Aaron to relax and breathe. Soon, he felt the PA and then the head of his cock pop inside Aaron’s tight hole. Giving Aaron a moment to get used to his thick cock, Mark then started to rock back and forth getting his cock deeper each time. He could tell Aaron was hiding the pain he was in, Mark added a bit more lube and continued to fuck his cock in deeper. When he was almost all the way in, Mark thrust in the last inch and held his throbbing cock deep inside Aaron. A few moments later, Mark started to piston his cock into Aaron’s hole, his poz precum coating the walls of the young man’s chute. As it got slicker Mark could sense that Aaron was enjoying the fuck, he was moaning and softly saying “Oh fuck, yeah” over and over. All of a sudden Aaron jolted up and said “You’re using a condom, right?” Mark, continued his thrusts brushing his thumb over Aaron’s nipple. “No Aaron, I don’t use condoms. Don’t worry, every thing will be fine,” as he picked-up the pace using long, firm strokes and pinching both of Aaron’s nipples through his shirt. Each pinch got exactly the response that Mark was hoping for - Aaron would clench his ass around Mark’s cock. “But we should” muttered Aaron between moans. Mark whispered in his ear “Doesn’t this feel better than with a condom?” After several minutes of Aaron’s ass working his cock, Mark couldn’t take any more and gave several frenzied thrusts before he shoved in all the way and unleashed his poisonous seed inside Aaron’s tight young pussy. Mark thrust in hard a few last times and pulled his cock out. He noticed a few red streaks on his cock and a bit of shit on his PA. He grabbed a paper towel and cleaned off his cock, not wanting Aaron to see the blood. Aaron was just standing there breathing heavy with sweat dripping off his face. Mark wiped the the sweat off with a clean paper towel and kissed Aaron’s neck. “Thanks, Aaron. You really know how to make a customer happy, hehe.” “Thanks, Mark. That was amazing. I have never taken a bare cock before. It does feel much better. I can even feel your cum drip down my leg!” “Well, I hope you keep doing it. You will enjoy sex a lot more. But… I need to leave so I can get to my hotel. This really got me in the perfect mood for the drive,” Mark replied. Aaron and Mark pulled up their pants and quickly washed their faces before going back out into the main office. “Let me show you your car, sir” Aaron stated, back in ‘overly helpful employee’ mode. Mark and Aaron walked out to the parking lot and found the car freshly cleaned and much nicer than the cheap econobox that Mark had reserved. With his backpack and suitcase in the trunk and his phone connected to the car’s audio system, Aaron wished Mark a safe ride and added “I’ll be working when you return the car. Please ask for me.” Mark smiled and assured him he would before pulling out for the hour long ride to the university and hotel. The drive to the hotel was boring. Mark had driven it dozens of times when he went to school here, so he cranked up the tunes and cruised down the highway. Thoughts ran through his head about the day’s unexpected events - How was Eric doing? How toxic was the load he took? How much he enjoyed breeding Aaron. Will the load he left in Aaron poz him up? Will the car rental place be as empty when I return the car so I can nail Aaron again? Before he knew it, the exit came up and Mark turned off and drove down the city streets to the hotel. He surprised himself at how he remembered how to navigate around town and he hadn’t been there in more than two years. Pulling into the hotel parking lot he found a spot and went in to check in. Walking up to the front desk, it was empty. After tapping the bell, a young college aged guy came out of the back office and greeted him with the standard scripted corporate greeting “Hi I’m Dennis. Welcome to the Rest Inn Lodge. How can I help you?” "Hi, Dennis, I have a reservation.” Mark looked Dennis over as he typed all the info into the computer. Dennis was a tall ginger. About the same height as Mark, but thinner. He had a trimmed dense beard and judging by the hair on his arms that he could see below the shirt cuffs was probably a bit furry. His left ear had several piercings on the bottom and an industrial bar through the top. Several tattoos were showing through the thin white dress shirt he wore. The more Mark looked the more he liked what he saw. After getting all of the info he needed, Dennis asked "Would you prefer a king size bed or would two queens be okay?” Mark looked at Dennis with a look that suggested 'Are you kidding?' and replied "Two queens don’t do anything for me. Not my type. I’ll take the king,” with a chuckle. Dennis’s jaw dropped when he recognized the double entendre, and laughed with the reply "Sorry, it's been a long day. Here’s the key for room 152. It's around back so it's a bit more private and quiet. Anyhow, since this is an 'away game' weed, the hotel is pretty empty, so no one should disturb you. If there’s anything I can do to make your stay more enjoyable, let me know.” Mark took the key and winked at Dennis and wandered back out to the car and drove around the building. There were only a few cars back near his room so he found the one in front of his room and parked. Mark dragged his suitcase and backpack in and dropped both down on the bench in the room. He looked around and saw this was much nicer than the standard room he had reserved. The bathroom was large with a walk in shower big enough for three or four, the king size bed had plenty of room around it and the couch and table gave another place to fuck. On the wall was a large flat screen TV. This would be ideal for a little group fun if he can find the time. Mark went into the bathroom and pulled out the wad of TP in his ass, noticing just a bit of blood on it. He cleaned his ass up with soap, water and a washcloth. He looked himself over in the mirror and smiled. His ass still ached a bit but it was a good reminder of the fuck earlier. He turned and went back into the main room naked and started to unpack. Mark had most of his clothes put away in the dresser and picked up his phone and looked at the time. 11:35 PM. Damn, he thought. Too late to go over and see his brother Joey. Mark sent him a text message telling he was at the hotel and would see him the next day after classes. He got a reply back almost right away. Joey said “c u 3:30.” Mark shook his head. Joey never texted more than the bare minimum. Mark fished out his hookup phone from his backpack and turned it on. He always carried a second phone that he could use for hooking up. If there was anyone harassing him, he would just pick up a new SIM card and have a new number so any hookups wouldn’t be able to track him down if they got pissed about any unexpected gifts they got from him. Only trusted people got his real number. He plugged both phones and the tablet in to recharge and heard a knock on the door. Surprised, he grabbed a pair of underwear and threw them on as he went to the door. Looking through the peephole he saw Dennis standing there with something in his hands. He opened the door about 6 inches and said “Yeah?” Dennis stumbled for some words and finally blurted out “I… uh… brought you some………….uh extra towels and soap. I thought you might need them.” Mark opened the door the rest of the way and said “Uh, thanks” with a confused look on his face and motioned for Dennis to come in. Dennis entered the room and set the stack of towels down on the couch. He turned to Mark and looked a bit embarrassed. “I saw your bracelet and we keep this room available for, uh, family. It's a great room to get a group of people together for… fun.” Dennis said, followed by “I hope I didn’t offend you.” Mark could tell that Dennis was checking out his almost naked body - his eyes were looking him up and down and he even licked his lips. Mark burst out laughing. “Hell no, I was just thinking that this would make a great orgy room!” Hearing Mark’s comment, Dennis let out a sigh of relief. Mark said “Thanks for the setup, hopefully I can put it to good use sometime this weekend. I don’t want to keep you from the front desk but if I do have a get together here, I’ll be sure to let you know.” Dennis gave a big smile “Thanks, I bet it would be fun. And… I’m done with work, I just wanted to drop this stuff off before I went home." Mark was always a sucker for a good smile and pushed the door closed. “If you want to hang around a bit before you go home, maybe we can dirty one of those towels.” “I can’t stay long, my boyfriend is waiting for me.” “Oh?” Mark replied, the sound of disappointment in his voice was obvious. “Oh, its nothing like that. We’re very open. He’s probably laying in bed right now with a load or two in his ass,” Dennis replied. That was all that Mark needed to know. He walked over to Dennis and untied his tie, pulling it from the collar of his shirt and tossed it on the bed. As fast as he could, he unbuttoned Dennis’s shirt. He had to see his body and see just how sexy Dennis was. Dennis was feverishly kicking off his shoes, socks and pants and in a matter of seconds was standing there in only his jockstrap. Mark backed up a few feet and took Dennis’s body in. All of his guesses were right - ginger fur covered Dennis’s pecs and there was a trail down to his cock. Dennis was not heavily muscled but wasn’t a twig either. His body was well defined and had just enough muscle mass to balance his body. What really turned Mark on was the ink covering his body. Most of Dennis’s torso and arms were covered in ink. Not the random 'I get a tattoo every time I get really drunk' that many guys get, but a well planned canvas. Lots of black ink with pops of color. The two looked over each others ink admiring the similarities and differences. As Mark’s cock throbbed he thought that this was going to be an even better fuck than he expected. Mark finally stopped looking and pushed Dennis to the bed. Dennis lay back on the bed as Mark dug into his suitcase and pulled out the baggie of lube and poppers, then pushed the suitcase next to the bed. Mark dropped his shorts and walked towards the bed. Dennis looked at Mark’s cock with the big PA and let out a gasp exclaiming “Oh my fucking god, yeah. I want that.” Both of their cocks stiffened in anticipation. Mark climbed on to the bed and moved over on top of Dennis. He grabbed the tie on the bed and wrapped it around Dennis’s wrists and then tied the other end to the bed’s headboard spindles. “You’re fuckin’ mine now” Mark growled punching both of Dennis’s pecs. Pushing Dennis’s ass into the air he slapped both cheeks and buried his face into the crack. Chewing and licking, he ravaged Dennis’s hole. Dennis kept groaning and encouraging Mark to keep going, get rougher and use his hole. Mark’s cock was dripping precum all over the bedspread and he knew he had to fuck him soon or he would waste his load. Lowering Dennis’s butt down, he slapped his cock against the furry hole. Grabbing the brown bottle he took a couple of hits and passed the poppers to Dennis who took two long hits. Seeing the rush hit Dennis he leaned in and pushed his cock deep into Dennis’s hungry hole. It was obvious that as inexperienced as Aaron was earlier, Dennis was a pro at taking cock. He knew exactly how to work his hole, milking Mark’s cock. His verbal encouragement as Mark pounded his hole just kept making their fuck even more intense. There wasn’t any comment about condoms, in fact Dennis remarked several times he loved feeling Mark’s raw cock inside his ass, and how the precum was making his hole slick and sloppy. Mark was leaking like crazy as he drove his cock in and out of Dennis’s hole. Soon Mark hit the point of no return as he felt his balls start to tighten and cock thicken. Dennis was just as close to shooting from Mark’s cock repeatedly hitting his prostate. Dennis didn’t skip a beat and kept egging Mark on to “Breed my fuckin’ hole” and “Fill my guts up with your hot load.” Mark grunted and shoved and finally slammed in as his cock exploded pumping his charged up cum deep inside Dennis’s cunt. As soon as Dennis felt Mark’s cock start to shoot, he began to orgasm and blasted his load all over his chest and face. Sweat and cum covered both of their bodies and Mark collapsed on top of Dennis trying to catch his breath. When the rush faded he rolled over next to Dennis and untied his wrists and laid back down. Mark started thinking about Dennis’ comments when he was fucking him. The last one really caught Mark by surprise. Did he mean what I think he means? Mark did flood Dennis’s guts with a very hot load. Dennis broke the silence and said “Damn man. That was fuckin’ intense. That was one of the best fucks I’ve ever had!” Mark agreed with a “Fuck yeah”. As they lay there kissing and stroking each other one thing bothered Mark. After several minutes he finally asked “Dennis, What’s the deal with this un-inked spot? Are you saving it for another tattoo?” Dennis had a look of surprise on his face. He stammered a bit and finally said “yeah, I’m just waiting until I earn it”. Curious, Mark started to push. Earn? Dennis was very evasive and a thought flashed in Mark’s mind. “Ooohhhh, I think I know.” Dennis looked a bit panicked but just said “What?” somewhat innocently. “Maybe you think there's a biohazard or a scorpion tattoo in your future? It would look perfect there.” All Dennis could say was a quiet “Busted.” Mark gave a chuckle and said “We just met and you had no problem letting me fuck you bareback and begged for my load with no questions asked. Are you chasing or just think its inevitable?” Dennis looked straight at Mark unsure how to answer and finally said “Chasing” and dropped his head. Mark grinned and put his finger under Dennis’s chin and tilted it back up. “You shouldn’t be embarrassed about what you want.” Mark paused a moment trying to decide whether to tell him the truth. “In fact, your chase might be over. You’ve got a big toxic load in your ass right now and it might be the one that pozzes you up.” It took a minute for Mark’s words to really sink in but when it did a smile came over his face. “Really? You’re not lying to me like some guys have?” Mark looked back at Dennis telling him “Nope, not lying. I was pozzed a few months ago and not on meds. My seed has got a bit of a kick and has ended a few chases already.” Dennis sat up and hugged and kissed Mark. “Thank you, Thank you, THANK YOU” was all Dennis could say. Mark cautioned Dennis “You won’t know if it took for a few weeks, so don’t get too excited. Be patient and maybe your wish will come true.” Mark reached back into his suitcase and pulled out a buttplug and handed it to Dennis. “Put that puppy in there to keep the cum inside to do its work and let’s grab a shower.” They both got into the shower and soaped each other up and cleaned the sweat and cum off their bodies. While rinsing off Dennis moved over and hugged Mark tight and kissed him passionately. “Thanks. I really hope that this is the one that takes,” Dennis whispered in Mark’s ear. Mark tapped the plug in Dennis ass with his hand “I hope so too. If it does, just promise me you will share your gift with lots of others.” “Oh I will” said Dennis with an evil smirk. Looking over at the clock, Dennis let out a sigh. “Damn, its late. I need to get home and you probably need some sleep.” Dennis quickly left and Mark pulled the stained bedspread back and lay in bed. “Its been a great fucking day,” he thought before falling asleep.

Part 15 I was burning up, my fever had awakened me. When I tried to open my eyes the room was spinning. I felt like I had been hit with a sledge hammer. I’d been sick before but I’ve never felt this bad! “He’s definitely got the fuck flu, Tom. I should be able to test his strain now.” I recognised Brian's’ voice. Tom must have called him over. I felt him pulling at my arm and then a sharp scratch. He was taking my blood to test it again. “Are you sure it’s a good idea to have his flu party tonight? Maybe you’d be better waiting a couple of days until he’s over the worst of it.” Brian’s voice sounded concerned. “I know my boy can handle it. After his welcome party he’s been in high demand.” I tried to follow the conversation but my head was pounding. “Your strains match. He’s 100% yours, Tom. Congratulations and welcome to fatherhood.” I rolled over and curled up into a ball while Tom and Brian continued their small talk. Brian must have eventually left because I felt Tom’s weight in the bed behind me, he wrapped his arms around me and began to kiss my neck, murmuring “It’s official boy, you’ve got my DNA for life now. I’ll always be your Daddy.” I felt his cock growing, he had put his piercing back in. My own cock strained against the cage it was kept in. How could I possibly be horny when I was this sick? I felt him shift around and lift my legs onto his shoulders. I barely opened my eyes, I felt too weak to do anything. Without lube or warning he pushed his pierced cock deep into my hole. I felt my ass tear with every inch. I screamed out in pain and began to pull away from him. Tom leaned forward and kissed me hard on the mouth. My senses were overwhelmed. I kissed him back and for a moment I didn’t feel sick anymore. He broke our kiss declaring “I Love you, John.” Tom was balls-deep in my ass and his blue eyes were piercing into mine. His timing of his declaration somehow seemed entirely appropriate. “I Love you Daddy.” The words escaped my mouth before I knew I’d even said them. He kissed me hard and I felt myself pushing my ass on to his cock. Was I enjoying myself? Did I actually love this man? I soon got my answer when Tom began to pick up the pace. I could feel my ass being torn up, I’d gotten used to the size of his cock and now came to expect the feeling of being full. “What do you want, boy?” “Daddy’s cum.” I felt Tom’s body seize up as he began to pound his toxic cum into my now wrecked hole. Without warning my body seized up too. Could I have an orgasm without being hard? Apparently I could. I felt the cum leaking from my locked up cock, it burned with every drip. Tom scooped it up with his fingers and pushed it into my mouth with the advice “That’s it, boy. Taste your first toxic load.” Tom kissed me again and I found myself wanting more. I continued to work my ass on his cock and his kissing grew deeper and more passionate. “I do mean it, John. You’re my boy and I do love you. I know you won’t mean it yet, but you will in time. Now let's get you ready for your party.” As soon as he pulled out from my ass I immediately felt sick again. My head pounded and the room began to spin. I didn't think I’d survive a party!

Thanks for the comments. Hope you enjoy the rest of it too. -------------- Part 2 - Travel time The next one and a half weeks flew by. The apartment suddenly had the same energy that it used to have. The two of them were joking and groping each other like when they had first met. The sex between Mark and Eric was non-stop. There were long fuck sessions in the evening until they passed out along with the occasional morning breeding. Eric was getting numerous doses of poz cum and his ass was constantly sore. At one point Mark asked Eric if it was okay to bring a couple other poz guys over to help make sure he got knocked up, but Eric insisted that he wanted only one person to be the one that charged him up and that was Mark. The night before Mark was to fly out to visit his brother, he started packing his suitcase. He laid out a few things and before he could get too far, Eric was behind him, naked. Eric started to undress Mark, playfully biting his neck and rubbing his body. Soon they were both on the bed naked and Eric really started to take over. He needed to fuck for a change since he had been bottoming all the time since he told Mark he wanted to convert. Eric quickly had Mark sucking his hard cock and before too long was fucking Mark’s face. He knew his shorter dick wouldn’t gag Mark and decided that once he was poz he would get his cock pierced like Mark’s. Once his cock was covered in spit he climbed between Mark’s legs and teased his hole to get it ready. A bit of tongue, some fingers, and finally cock played with Mark’s fuck hole until he started to push in slow and steady. As the head finally made it past the ring, Eric moved to fuck Mark harder and harder. He was so horned up from not fucking that it didn’t take long before he got to the point of no return. As his balls and cock throbbed, he told Mark “I’m not sure whether this load is neg or poz but its going inside you. NOW," burying his cock deep in Mark’s hole as the rush of cum shoot inside. The orgasm was one of the most intense that he had ever had. Eric looked down at Mark and saw a big huge grin on his face. Both of them had enjoyed this quick reversal of roles but now it was time for Eric’s dose of toxic seed. Mark flipped Eric over and drove his cock in hard. He had been dripping precum the entire time Eric had been fucking him and the precum lubed up Eric’s hole very fast. Mark was sure that there was no real need to breed Eric again, he was probably already infected but with the spark back in their relationship he didn’t want to derail it again. Mark decided that tonight’s fuck would be more sensuous than the previous week’s sex had been. Firm and hard, but still more akin to making love. He was going to be gone for several days and wanted tonight to be more than just a fuck to poz Eric up. They fucked for over two hours, during which Mark came in Eric three times, to the point his balls ached. Eric fucked Mark again and gave Mark an additional two loads, so the score was even at three loads each. They then collapsed, falling into a deep sleep. Mark got up early Thursday morning and finished packing. He knew he overpacked for just a few days trip, but he made sure there was plenty if lube and poppers in his bag. At the last minute he grabbed a dildo, a plug, some ropes and a blindfold and dumped them in the bag. Any drugs he wanted while he was back in the Midwest he could score on campus. Maybe even from the same guys he used to buy from, he laughed. He grabbed a Uber to the airport and checked his suitcase, chuckling at what the TSA might see when x-raying his bag. There were no direct flights so he had his tablet to watch some videos on the plane and during his three hour layover. The first flight went smoothly and they even landed early. No screaming kids, no obnoxious people in his row, just a bunch of business travelers. He grabbed a good nap since he was still tired from the night before. Getting off the plane he grabbed a large coffee, found his next gate and sat down for a long wait. After catching up on email and news it was time to recycle all the coffee he had drunk. Packing his backpack up, he wandered down the concourse and found the mens room. Walking in he checked out the guys at the urinals as he always did. Not a lot of guys were there and most didn’t interest him but there was one guy that caught his attention. Taller than Mark by a few inches and a body muscled up from working, not working out, his hair buzzed short and the scruff on his face about the same length. The guy made Mark’s cock and ass twitch. He walked up to the urinal to the left of the stud and pulled out his cock to start to piss. With his backpack slung over one arm, Mark wasn’t standing up straight and as he pulled his cock out the PA clanked against the porcelain urinal and caused him to jolt to the left a bit. He heard the guy next to him chuckle and mutter “nice” somewhat sarcastically. As he was finishing up emptying his bladder, the guy brushed against him and gave a nod towards the stalls. Mark knew he had at least an hour to kill so he shook his cock dry and stuffed it back in his jeans and zipped up. Looking around he didn’t see anyone else watching so he followed the stud back around the corner where there were a few stalls by themselves, all empty. After a second check to see if anyone was watching, he followed the guy into the first stall. Mark quickly put his backpack down next to the toilet and as he looked up the guy grabbed his head and held it tight, roughly kissing him and groping his ass. The stud’s strong hand slipped down the back of his jeans and a finger ran between his ass cheeks and into his hole. A moment later Mark found himself pushed down to the toilet seat. Looking up he saw the guy motion with his finger to his mouth to be quiet. Mark chuckled quietly to himself, having fucked many times in public toilets he knew the drill. He reached up and unbuttoned the stud's jeans and fished out the guy’s cock. Soft it was six inches and even thicker than Mark’s with a large PA like his own except for the pointy conical ends to the circular barbell ring instead of the balls Mark had on his. Mark eagerly sucked the cock into his mouth, his tongue wrapping around the piercing and the head as he took more of the cock into his mouth tasting the piss and some precum. Knowing he had to work quickly, he bobbed on the cock covering it with as much spit as possible. The stud’s cock kept growing and filled his mouth. The stud then gave a few quick jabs with his cock into his throat. With the PA scraping his throat raw, Mark thought 'Damn, this thing is gonna destroy my ass if he fucks me'. No sooner than he finished his thought, the guy pulled his cock out of Mark’s mouth and grabbed his arms, pulling him up and spinning him around in one move. Mark knew what was coming and unzipped his jeans and pulled them down with his underwear. He spread his legs and bent forward, bracing himself on the toilet. Mark felt a few spit covered fingers circle his fuck hole before they plunged in stretching Mark open. A few seconds later Mark felt the PA against his pucker and readied himself for the cock that was about to fuck him. He felt the pressure and tried to relax as the monster cock invaded his hole. Mark was used to big cocks and fists in his hole, but this was so sudden that he couldn’t prepare for the pain. As much as he wanted to scream out, he knew he couldn’t make any noise. The stud just kept pushing until all nine inches of cock was inside Mark, scraping, stretching and tearing its way inside. The guy gave Mark a few moments to adjust before he started fucking him with long, slow, hard thrusts. Each thrust seemed to get more brutal than the last. The fucking only lasted a few minutes but it seemed like an hour to Mark. Finally the stud pulled Mark up to his chest and buried his cock deep inside Mark’s ass. Mark could feel the pulses in his ass ring as the guy pumped his load inside Mark’s destroyed man cunt. As the guy’s orgasm faded he whispered in Mark’s ear “That load is going to be with you forever. Enjoy it.” Slowly the stud pulled his cock from Mark’s ass and spun him around forcing him back on the toilet. Mark knew what he was expected to do and began cleaning the cock in front of him. He could taste the blood and some very nasty tasting cum. Once the stud was satisfied he pulled his cock back and stuffed it back in his jeans. The stud slapped Mark’s face lightly and quietly muttered “Thanks, fucker” and squeezed out of the stall. Mark locked the door and took a few minutes to come down from the post fuck rush. He grabbed a wad of toilet paper and made up a makeshift tampon and stuffed it up his ass to keep the cum and blood soaking through his jeans on the next flight. When he stood up, his legs were still shaking and he realized he never had a chance to get off himself. Looking at his phone he realized he had to get back to the gate so he wouldn’t miss his flight. Once on the plane he was happy that he was the only person in his row on that side of the airplane since he knew anyone close could smell the cum. During the flight he replayed the whole fuck session over and over with his cock rock hard most of the time. 'What exactly did he mean by the load would be with him forever', he thought. Definitely at least HIV, but was it an untreatable strain? What other STDs had no cure or treatment? It was a rough flight and the plane bounced through the air the whole time. Mark’s ass ached from the pounding he had taken and each time the plane bounced he got a stinging reminder, but it was a feeling he enjoyed. Soon the plane was landing and Mark was hoping his emergency tampon had worked and there wouldn’t be a spot on his jeans. Just in case, Mark waited until he was the last passenger on the plane and got off. As he was getting off the plane the male flight attendant at the door smirked at him and said rather effeminately “Hope your evening is as good as the rest of the day.” Fuck, was the smell that obvious? Finding a bathroom, Mark went to a stall to swap out the tampon for a new one, finding it was easier to shit it out than to try and take it out with his fingers since the blood and cum had dissolved most of it. Inserting the new one, he stood and checked the toilet. The huge toxic load the guy gave him was there, all dark pink. He took a piss and flushed the toilet, washed his hands and headed off to get his suitcase from baggage claim. After getting his bag, he hopped on the car rental shuttle and took the ride to get his car. It seemed like the driver was aiming at every pothole he could find and each jolt sent a shockwave through Mark’s body. Once he got to the car rental office he went inside. Thankfully there was no line and a young guy was the only worker at the counter.

Notice: The author does not consent to anyone using the characters or plot line of this story for any derived work, whether the author is still active on this site or not. They are not abandoned nor placed in the public domain. This is my first story. Go easy on me guys The following is pure fiction. It never happened and any similarity to any real life happenings is an amazing coincidence. Part 1: Intro “Fuck!” Mark yelled as he put his phone down. His calls with his parents had grown less frequent the past few years, but they always seemed to find a way to piss him off. The latest way was that they wanted him to go check up on his brother Joey at college since they had found out Joey had got thrown off the wrestling team and lost his sports scholarship and wouldn’t talk to them. “We would do it ourselves, but you know how we don’t like to travel to big cities” they said. “Big city? Its a damn college town in the middle of farmland," Mark replied, thinking to himself 'It seems my brother is following in my footsteps', knowing that his brother was even more easily distracted by partying than he had been. Mark began to think about the events that had brought him from a small, rural midwest town to where he was today. It had been quite a wild ride. Mark had left his small hometown and went to college several hours away for many reasons. First was to escape his parents who were very conservative and religious and tried to control everything Mark did. Second was so he could meet other gay guys his age without trying to hide it from his family, friends and nosy townspeople. And last was because there was nothing other than small community colleges nearby and Mark wanted be able to find a good career and move to one of the coasts and enjoy city life far away from his family. After a shaky start in school from too much partying his first semester, he did well. He got good grades, met lots of people and enjoyed a very active sex life. He was a lot more reserved his senior year when his brother decided to go to the same university. His parents were relieved that they were both going to the same school so that Mark could look after his little brother during his first year, but the reality was that they saw little of each other. Mark was busy with finishing up his senior projects and some hard classes while Joey was working out and practicing with the team when he wasn’t studying. They would occasionally run into each other at parties and go home for holidays together, but other than text messages they just lived in different worlds. After graduating, Mark landed a good job at a Silicon Valley software company and moved to California, sharing an apartment with his friend Eric who had also found work out there. The two of them had become friends with benefits their junior year but they never wanted to commit to a relationship since they enjoyed fucking everyone they could. Both, however, were quite relieved to be out of the Midwest, feeling liberated on the West Coast. They frequently went to San Francisco on weekends and hit any baths, bars and sex parties they could find. They had an easy time picking up guys - Mark was tall, a six foot Midwestern white guy with dark blonde hair and piercing blue eyes, nicely toned even though he only sporadically went to the gym (and then usually just to check out the guys), a light fur covered his chest with a trail down to an impressive package - almost eight inches and thick sporting a PA that he recently upped to 0 gauge. His legs and bubble butt also had a covering of light hair. Over the last year he had been adding ink to the two tattoos that he had gotten in college. Both arms now had complete sleeves - the left continuing the tribal motif he started in college, the right being considerably darker and gothic. He was about to start on the tattoos for his back and was getting the art finalized with his tattoo artist. Being truly versatile, he could usually find sex partners almost anywhere - top, bottom or other vers guys to flip with (his favorite). Eric was equally as handsome but very different than Mark and could easily attract his share of men too. Eric came from a traditional Japanese-American family who was not pleased when he came out. He rarely talked to them and it was one thing that Mark and Eric had in common and they had become each other's family. Eric’s darker skin was devoid of any tattoos and he worked out to a strict schedule to keep his muscular five foot, nine body toned, taut and shaved, except for a neatly trimmed bush surrounding a thick 6 inch uncut cock. The only adornments were a small goatee, pierced ears and nipples, and an ever present smile. Eric considered himself to be versatile as well, but in reality he spent most of the time as a bottom. Most would consider him a power bottom - aggressive and usually in charge. That attitude continued when he topped. Whoever he fucked knew who was in control. A few months ago, Mark came down with nasty flu and was home in bed for over a week. A few friends told him to go get tested and he found out he was HIV+. Eric got tested too, but was still negative. The news didn’t really slow either of them down, they both continued to work hard and play harder but Eric was more cautious with whom he hooked up with. Some of Mark’s fuck buddies wouldn’t fuck with him any more, others insisted on condoms which Mark still refused to use. Mark did try condoms with Eric to keep their sex life going, but they both hated the feeling so sex between them stopped. Eric didn’t want to get infected and started to think about going on prep. They still did social events together, but their relationship started to drift apart. Mark did find a new group of guys to fuck that were either already poz or didn’t care. Mark kept putting off the doctor's instructions to begin meds. Several of his poz friends started letting him know where to find neg guys that wanted poz loads and he really enjoyed his new found power. The first week he bred five neg guys, all of whom announced he had come down with 'the flu', which gave Mark's confidence a boost. He no longer feared he was either never going to have sex or only get to fuck a few other poz guys. None of Mark’s family knew of his sexuality or infection and Mark was keen to keep it that way. He had heard enough from his parents preaching about “how those queers were going to rot in hell.” Mark tried to talk to his brother over the phone about his parents' concerns, but didn't get any solid answers out of his brother, so Mark concluded he would need to meet with his brother in person if he was to get a handle on what was going on. He really cared about his brother Joey and wanted to make sure he was able to graduate and escape like he had. Mark talked to his boss and was able to get a few days off a couple weeks later, so when he got home from work he sat down at the computer and hit all the travel websites and found what he needed - air tickets for going Thursday and coming back Monday and a rental car. He originally thought it would be better to stay at his brother’s apartment, but the more the thought about it a hotel room would make it a lot easier to hookup if he had time. After hunting around for a couple hours, he found a place that wasn’t a dive and didn’t cost a fortune. The hotel had outside door access and remembered going to a few sex parties there when he was in school. Everything was set. He would have to work hard the next two weeks since he might have a few days off, but the deadlines were still the same. He closed the laptop and got up and got ready for bed. Naked, he slipped into the bed with Eric and they kissed each other just like countless other nights before Eric pulled away and told Mark “We need to talk.” Mark’s heart sank at the sound of Eric’s words. Thoughts flashed through his mind, but the one that stuck was that he was about to get dumped. Looking at Eric he knew something was wrong because Eric's smile was gone and he looked very serious. “I know things have been pretty awkward between us since you found out you are poz” Eric said. “I want you to know that I still love you.” Mark’s heart sank even lower. He started to speak but Eric cut him off before he got the first word out of his mouth. “Let me finish” Eric continued. “I’ve decided that I don’t want to go on PrEP, Mark. It just isn’t me. I want our relationship to be like it used to be. Passionate. Sensual. Wild.” He waited a moment and took a deep breath. “I want you to poz me Mark. Share with me your virus like we used to share everything else. I want a part of you to be with me forever.” Tears ran down Mark’s face as he heard Eric talk. He wasn’t sure he heard it all correctly, since he just relieved with the fact that Eric wasn’t dumping him. “Are you sure?” Mark said after a long pause. “You really want me to infect you?” Eric’s smile came back as he wiped the tears off Mark’s cheek. “Yeah I do. I’ve thought about it a lot and realized I was jealous of those guys you have pozzed. I want to share our life together as a poz couple” Eric replied. Kissing Mark passionately and aggressively, Eric stroked Mark’s cock. Breaking the kiss he continued “And I want you to start now. Breed my fuckhole full of your toxic seed. Make me the poz pig you know I can be." “Oh fuck yeah” was all that Mark could say as his mind raced. Since the moment he found out he was poz he had wanted to bring Eric into the poz brotherhood but knew it had to be Eric's choice. He had almost given up hope that Eric would change his mind, but now it was happening. As months of pent up lust took over his body, Mark grabbed Eric’s head and forced it down on his hardening cock. Eric greedily sucked down Marks shaft, feeling the new larger piercing push into his throat. Eric always prided himself on having almost no gag reflex but this was the first time with Mark’s larger piercing and it was noticeably bigger. His throat covered Mark’s cock with slime as his tongue flicked and probed around the cock. Eric was eager to feel Mark’s cock back inside his ass after such a long time. He really missed their almost daily fuck sessions that they had done since their college days. Wrapping his hand around Mark’s balls, he tugged a bit, something he knew Mark loved. He felt the big balls with his fingers knowing that their poisonous contents would soon be deep inside him. The thought sent waves of excitement through his body. With his other hand, Eric stroked his cock which was now harder than he ever remembered it being. Leaking his neg precum onto the bed Eric bobbed on Mark’s cock, occasionally pulling off and grabbing the piercing with his teeth and shaking his head driving Mark crazy. Finally Eric couldn’t wait any longer and climbed up on top of Mark and positioned Mark’s poz cock at his ass ring. Feeling the steel on his hole for the first time in months, he grinned and remembered how good Mark’s cock always felt inside him. Mark looked up at Eric as their eyes locked. “Are you sure about this Eric? You can stop if you want to” Mark said softly. Eric just breathed deep, letting his hole relax a bit and shoved down as hard as he could onto Mark’s rigid cock. The pain was intense and he let out a scream, but it was what Eric wanted. He wanted to make sure that his fuck hole would have lots of small tears so that the virus could quickly enter his body. In some ways he wanted to make sure that it was the first fuck that infected him, but he wanted to take Mark’s charged load every day until he knew that he was no longer neg. After pausing a few seconds with Mark’s cock balls deep inside, Eric begin to ride Marks cock like he had hundreds of times before. He moved with hard, long strokes bouncing off Mark’s body. The look of pure lust came over both of them as the sounds of grunts and their bodies slapping together filled the room. After twenty minutes of Eric riding Mark’s cock, Mark bucked Eric off, pushing him on to his back. Grabbing his legs, Mark lined his cock up to Eric’s swollen hole. Looking down he saw a few red streaks on his cock and he looked straight at Eric and said “You are so fucking ready to get knocked up. My precum has been soaking into your wrecked hole and now its time for you to get bred." Without any hesitation Eric replied “Fuckin’ do it. Poz me up.” With that, Mark shoved his cock back into Eric’s hole, making sure to go at an angle and dig his cock into the walls of Eric’s chute. As if possessed, Mark started to pound Eric rougher than he ever had. He used all of the tricks he learned from the past few months of breeding several bug chasers he had fucked and converted. The bed was rocking from the force of Mark’s thrusts. Both of them were moaning and grunting in the sheer ecstasy of the moment. Sweat was dripping off his body onto Eric’s own sweaty body. At one point, Mark flipped Eric onto his stomach and then pulled him up onto all fours. Standing up, he shoved in three fingers into Eric’s gaping hole and roughly twisted them, scratching with his fingernails as he turned his wrist back and forth. Eric whimpered at the pain from Mark’s preparation. Mark quickly replaced his fingers with his throbbing cock. He knew he was close to shooting his poz seed into his boyfriend. Leaning forward Mark’s head was next to Eric’s ear. Eric could feel the heavy breaths on his neck as Mark feverishly thrust his cock in and out of Eric’s ravaged hole. Their bodies slammed together over and over until Mark drove his cock in deep and held it there whispering “I love you” into Eric’s ear as his cock erupted. Spurt after spurt of toxic cum pumped into Eric’s gut. Mark just moaned as the cum kept shooting. He couldn’t remember ever shooting that much cum before. Marks body was pressed on Eric’s back while his cock unloaded the virus laden cum deep inside. As the pulses of cum subsided, Mark slowly started to thrust back in and out, pushing the cum around and deeper into Eric. A few minutes later his cock started to soften and Mark slowly pulled out telling Eric “Stay right there.” Mark jumped off the bed and went to the toy drawer in the dresser and pulled out a steel butt plug. Jumping back on the bed, he pressed the cold steel to Eric’s puffy hole and pushed it in until he felt the familiar pop as Eric’s hole sucked the plug the rest of the way in. Moving around to the side of the bed, he fed his dripping cock to Eric who quickly licked and sucked it clean. Once he had finished, Mark laid down in the bed, covered in sweat, cum and spit. Eric curled up next to him and kissed him one more time whispering “Thank you” as they both quickly fell asleep.

Part 6 - A Dilemma Mark was rudely awakened again by his phone ringing. His head pounded from the alcohol the night before. The ringing stopped and he tried to read the clock. 7:32 AM. WTF? He laid in bed a few more minutes and he heard the alert that said he had a voicemail. A few minutes later the phone rang again. Answering it, he heard his mom on the phone. “Are you ok?” “We haven’t heard from you.” “Is Joel OK?” “Have you been drinking?” and on an on. The same as yesterday - questions and not waiting for an answer. “Yeah, mom. I’m ok, Joey is ok. I spent all evening with him. I don’t really know everything yet, so I’m going back over today. Don’t worry, everything will be fine.” He hung up the phone and jumped into the shower to rinse off. Standing in the shower, the night before replayed through his mind. After drying off, Mark put on his jock, a pair of workout shorts and a sleeveless tee and his flip-flops. “Lets hit the gym and sweat out the hangover” he thought. He grabbed the complimentary bottle of water and headed out. To say Mark was bitterly disappointed by the gym was an understatement. The room gave the distinct impression it had served as a conference room at some point in the past, and management had christened it a gym by scattering some garage sale gym equipment throughout the room. Over in one corner he saw a door labeled 'Locker Rooms'. In another corner was a treadmill with boxes stacked on top of it. Another corner had the lone elliptical machine and on it was the Dad from breakfast the day before. Mark quickly looked around to make sure the kids and wife weren’t there. He walked over to a weight machine that was near the Dad and sat down on it, placing the water bottle on the floor. After adjusting the weights, he started to do some bench presses and zoned out just staring at the ceiling. He lost count. Was that 30 or 40 reps? He stopped and realized that the Dad had also stopped and was just staring at him. Looking down his body he saw his shirt had ridden up and exposed his abs, and the tip of his cock was poking above his shorts. Mark always got a little hard when he worked out. “Oh shit. Sorry,” Mark muttered. The Dad grinned and replied “No worries, I was just admiring your….uh, ink.” Mark sat up and pushed his cock under the top of his shorts. Grinning back he said “Oh, thanks. I heard your wife yesterday and I guess she’s not a fan of tattoos. By the way, I’m not a drug dealer, just a computer geek.” “Sorry about that. Yeah, she’s still pissed that I got this little tattoo a month ago” the dad said pulling up the sleeve of his t-shirt exposing a small tattoo that Mark couldn’t make out. “Cool, but if you were going to get so much grief you should have gone for something more elaborate” Mark said, laughing. “Yeah, I really should have. It’s a shamrock. The kids like it. I can’t imagine what she would have said if I came home with what I really wanted to get. A friend convinced me to start small and then work up to bigger. That’s not going to happen now. I’m Chris, by the way.” Mark introduced himself in return. The guys started working out again and chatting. After a while Chris got off the machine and said “I’m going to go see if the sauna works. Catch you later,” as he walked to the locker room door. Mark finished his set of reps of on the butterfly part of the machine and got up. “Sauna, huh. I love saunas,” he said with a chuckle. Mark went in to the locker room door and saw it led to a short hallway with door on either side “Men” on the left, “Women” on the right. He went through the left door and was greeted with a small locker room with metal lockers on both sides and a bench in the middle. 'This would make a great porn set' Mark thought. Further back was a small shower area with three showers that were larger than your typical locker room shower. Next to it was a cedar door that Mark assumed went to the sauna. He noticed a table in the corner with a stack of towels similar to the ones that Dennis had brought. Mark grabbed a towel, took his clothes off and hung them in a locker. He rinsed his body off and wrapped the towel around his waist and went towards the sauna. Opening the door he felt the blast of heat hit him. Sitting in front of him on the top bench was Chris, naked and sitting on his towel. Chris’s eyes opened and he said “Hey”, then grinned. Mark took off his towel and set it down about three feet from Chris and sat down on it. He looked over and saw the fresh tattoo and could finally make it out. It was only about an inch and a half square and probably just flash art. He looked over Chris’s body as the sweat dripped off of it. 'Yeah, I was right yesterday. Ex-jock,' mused Mark, only to realize Chris was looking at him too. His eyes darting all over - up and down his arms then to his cock and back to his arm. Mark swore he saw Chris’s cock twitch too. Finally Chris commented “Fuck that is so hot. I really wish I had the guts to do something like that.” Mark had an idea what Chris meant, but presenting a wry grin asked “Like what?” Chris blushed a bit and said “Everything. The ink. The piercing.” The last bit surprised Mark so he decided to push it and see where things might go. “Take a closer look if you want. I’m not shy.” With that Chris got up and moved closer, kneeling on the lower bench where Mark's feet were. Chris’s hand moved up and moved over the tribal tattoos on his arm. As Chris moved over to the other side to see the tattoos on his left arm his cock brushed Mark’s leg. Chris’s eyes roamed over his arm as his hand rubbed up and down over the images of skulls and snakes. He stopped with his fingers on the image of the reaper and looked at Mark “That's pretty intense.” Mark felt Chris’s cock resting on his leg and it was getting stiffer. He could sense that Chris also wanted to see the piercing in his cock but was afraid. Mark reached down and stroked his cock a few times and felt it get stiffer and lifted it up. “And then there’s this,” he said looking down at his cock. Chris swallowed hard and looked down and got a little closer. “Oh my god. That had to fuckin’ hurt. I’ve seen a few guys with a pierced dick, but never up close or this big. Why did you do it?” “Cuz it feels really good when I’m fucking and I’ve been told it feels great inside,” explained Mark. At this point he decided to go for broke. Mark moved his hand and started pushing Chris’s head towards his hard cock. “Take a closer look. Touch it. I know you want to.” He could feel Chris’s breathing get heavy and Chris raised his shaking hand and grasped Mark’s cock and then moved it closer to the head. His thumb pushed the piercing and it rotated a bit. Mark pushed his head closer. Feeling no resistance, he whispered “Suck it.” Chris stammered “Uh, I don’t know. I don’t usually do that sort of thing.” Mark keyed in on the word ’usually’ and said “So you’ve sucked a guy before?” He could feel Chris’s reluctance start to fade. “Just a couple of times. Nothing this big though.” Mark pushed Chris’s head to his cock, the cock head touching his lips. Chris opened his mouth and started to take Mark’s cock into his mouth. Slowly he started sucking and playing with the piercing with his tongue. Chris started to bob up and down on his cock and Mark moaned. It wasn’t the best blowjob he had gotten, but having a straight guy suck him really turned him on. Mark looked down Chris’s body and saw his ass moving around as he was sucking his cock. 'I wonder...,' thought Mark. Mark started to move his hips, thrusting his cock deeper into Chris’s mouth. Chris gagged a few times but kept sucking. Mark pushed his cock into Chris’s throat and held his head there with his hands for a few seconds before letting up. Chris stood up and gasped for breath “Oh Fuck!” he grunted only to go back down and resume sucking. Mark didn’t want to waste his load down Chris’s throat so when he started to get close he pushed Chris off and said “My turn” with a smile, gesturing for Chris to take Mark's seat. Chris sat back down on his towel and Mark got between his legs. The cock facing Mark was a rock hard six inches of circumcised baby making meat. Obviously he must have enjoyed sucking Mark’s cock if he stayed hard the whole time. Mark began his oral endeavors by licking up and down Chris’s shaft and curling his tongue around the head. He dug his tongue into the piss slit and wrapped his lips around the head sucking gently. He slowly descended down the shaft moving up and down until he was almost at Chris’s pubes. He opened his throat and dove down the remaining distance and squeezed his throat around the tip of Chris’s cock. Mark felt Chris shiver and knew this was much better than he ever got from his wife. Mark kept working Chris’s cock a few more minutes and then pulled off before moving down and sucking one of Chris’s balls into his mouth and massaging it with his tongue. Pulling back he stretched the ball in its sack until it popped out of his mouth. Hearing the moaning from Chris, he repeated it with the other ball. Mark then pushed Chris’ legs back and started licking down the taint to Chris’s pucker and brushed his tongue over the hole. Tasting just a bit of funk, Mark kept flicking his tongue over Chris’s fuck hole making him moan even louder. He brought his finger up and circled the hole before pushing in just up to the first knuckle. A loud gasp came from Chris. Mark continued working Chris’ hole with his finger, getting deeper and feeling the hole start to relax a bit. He looked up and Chris had his eyes closed with a big smile on his face and was holding his legs open for Mark. Mark stood up on the lower bench and ran his cock across Chris’ straight boy hole. When the steel ring touched Chris’s hole, Chris’s eyes opened wide almost immediately, as he exclaimed “No! I can’t take that!” “But your hole says it wants it, Chris,” Mark said softly while rubbing his leaking cock around his pucker and pushing in gently. Chris’ breathing turned into a panting. "Relax, Chris, I'll go easy," Mark said soothingly just before he spat a large glob of saliva on to the head of his cock and a second at mid length. He also worked several globs of saliva into Chris’ hole, using the head of his cock as a bludgeon. “Breathe deep, now exhale” and as Chris exhaled Mark pushed in and felt the head pop inside. Pausing for a moment, Mark let the precum ooze from his cock inside Chris’s tender hole. He started to rock his body, working his cock in deeper and deeper as he heard Chris grunt and groan. Once he was half way in his rocking motion gave way to bigger thrusts and he would occasionally stroke Chris' still hard cock. Usually when Mark got to fuck a straight guy, their cock never stayed hard but Chris was enjoying this too much. As Mark’s strokes got deeper he started nudging Chris’ prostate and he watched as the precum started to run out of Chris’ dick. Mark was thrusting in all the way and feeling his balls slap Chris’ ass. He knew he was close and his conscience was poking his brain. Mark continued driving his cock into the now sloppy hole as he instructed “Chris, look at me.” Chris’ eyes opened as he grunted with each inward stroke and nodded. “Chris, I’m about to cum. I’m HIV positive and I will probably infect you if I breed you. Do you want me to pull out?” The thrusts were getting harder and more erratic. Chris looked right into Mark’s eyes and said “Breed me. Give me your cum.” The words were exactly what Mark wanted to hear and he slammed his cock in as his balls pumped their tainted seed deep into Chris’ fertile hole. After the last spurt of cum shot into Chris’ hole Mark moved back and he pulled his spent cock out of Chris’ now swollen hole. Over his shoulder he heard “That was damn hot.” Turning to look, he saw Dennis there, naked, stroking his hard cock. “Can I have a turn?” Chris weakly nodded, still in a daze. Dennis was in between Chris’ legs before he could change his mind and thrust his cock into the poz-cum filled pussy. Dennis started pounding Chris like it was the last fuck he would ever get. Their bodies slammed together over and over until Dennis grabbed Chris’ shoulders and rammed his cock in all the way and let out a growl as he unloaded his seed deep inside Chris’ guts. Almost immediately Chris’ cock erupted covering both of them with neg cum. Both of them were breathing hard and Dennis slowly pulled his cock out of Chris’ hole. The three of them got up and walked out of the sauna and went to the showers, sharing one shower stall as they rinsed off. Chris turned to Mark and asked “Were you serious about being poz?” “Yeah, I was. You still okay with it?” replied Mark. “Too late now, but yeah. I’ve been wanting to get fucked like that for a long time. Maybe now I’m free to do it." Dennis just grinned as he listened to the conversation. Dennis said “Gotta get back to work. Thanks” and dried off, dressed and left. Chris then dried off and dressed, walking out of the locker room a bit stunned. Mark toweled off and went to his locker. Opening the locker, he took his clothes out and found a note tucked inside. It was Dennis’s phone number. Mark went back to the room and contemplated his actions from last night and today. Was he going down a bad, dark path? After taking a long shower in the room, he made his plan. He got dressed, forgoing his usual jockstrap for boxer briefs, and jeans and a t-shirt. Grabbing his phone and keys he walked out the door and hopped in the car. He drove over to the big chain pharmacy and went inside. Mark roamed the aisles as if on a mission. Damn, he hated how they re-arranged these stores every month so you could never find anything. Finally he turned down the right aisle and spotted his target. He grabbed two home HIV test kits from the shelf then looked around and picked up a ten pack of condoms. Going to the front of the store he noticed this store didn’t have the self-serve checkout lines like his at home did. Oh well. Dropping the items on the counter the middle-aged female clerk looked at him with a disapproving expression. 'Fuck her,' thought Mark. He paid and took his bag out to the car and looked at the clock. It was 12:15 PM. 'Damn, I’m late' he thought. Mark knocked on Joe and Kyle’s door, it took a few minutes before Kyle opened the door. He obviously had just awoken. Mark entered the apartment and tossed the bag on the couch and sat down. Kyle headed to the kitchen and said “Coffee?” "Sure," Mark replied. He sat there a while until Kyle brought the cup of java and Joe finally came out of the bedroom and plopped down in the chair looking pretty hungover. Mark took a sip and then said in a serious tone “Joe, we need to talk about something, but first stand up turn towards the door and pull down your shorts.” Joe slowly got up and said “This is starting out to be a pretty kinky day.” Mark looked at Joe’s butt closely and said, “OK, pull em up and sit down.” Joe looked at Mark very confused. “What the fuck were you doing in the john at the club last night? Are you fuckin’ nuts? Just bent over taking cock like a slut from anyone who pulls his dick out? Do you even know who fucked you last night?” Joe’s jaw dropped and his foggy mind couldn’t put together anything to say. It was just “um, uh, I, uh....” Mark continued “You’re gonna get yourself pozzed like that. And who knows what other diseases - Hep, syphilis, gonno, herpes.” Joe’s face just went blank as he stared back at Mark. With Joe saying nothing and Kyle staying quiet too, he opened the bag and tossed a test box to Joe and the other one to Kyle. “Take these. NOW.” Joe and Kyle opened the boxes and followed the instructions step by step. The room was silent while they waited and Mark kept the time for waiting calling out the first time to check middle and end time. Mark was hoping that Joe was already poz and he wouldn’t be the one that pozzed him up from last night’s fuck. After each time was called, Joe would say 'Fuck' and nothing else. At the end Mark asked “Kyle, what did your test say?” Quietly Kyle said “Neg”. Mark looked at Joe and asked him the same thing. “Neg. Again.” “Again?” Mark asked. “Yeah, we’ve been trying to get pozzed up for a several months now” Joe explained. Kyle was nodding in agreement. “Fuck. Are you nuts? There’s no cure. And if you don’t take the drugs it kills you.” “I’m know what can happen and I’m not nuts. I got sick of trying to avoid it. I hate using condoms, sex is better bare. And it really turns me on thinking each guy who fucks me may be the one to gift me," Joe explained. “There’s PrEP. You can get fucked by anyone and not get pozzed. With HIV anyway,” added Mark. “If I’m taking drugs why not just be poz too?” was Joe’s retort. Mark realized that Joe and Kyle had already made up their minds and he wasn’t going to change them. And deep down, he didn’t want to change their minds. He had already bred each one of them and it was too soon to tell if he infected them. With that realization he made a snap decision. “Well, I was in the john last night watching you get fucked and I know at least one poz guy bred you. And he’s got a pretty high viral load too. So you might be on your way” Mark told Joe. “Who? You watched the whole thing? And didn’t say anything until now? Oh fuck.” said Joe. “No, I just saw part of it. I didn’t know it was you until later” Mark added. “How much later? Did Kyle tell you?” Joe looked at Kyle with an evil look. “No, Kyle didn’t say anything. I found out it was you as I pulled my cock out of your ass and saw the birthmark on your butt cheek,” explained Mark. “So, did the poz guy fuck me before or after you?” asked Joe. “Joe, it WAS me.”

Now and then I will get horny/bored enough to go into a gay chatroom on a crappy site that few guys know about/use, mostly fat slobs in their 60s to 80s bitching that they can't find true love because of their age, yet steadfastly refusing to chat with anyone over 25 years old who doesn’t have a porn-star body. The chat software hasn't been updated since like 2000, the chat crashes/boots people for no reason frequently (it's buggy as fuck) and the room has a pathetic max capacity; it's a global chatroom (not localized) so finding someone nearby is next to impossible. Aside from the usual trolls and time-wasters, you'll occasionally find someone fun to chat with, and sometimes I can't resist the urge to troll people who are being extra annoying or painfully stupid. Today I saw a young twinky white boy (20 according to his profile and pics) asking about "safe sex" and how much condoms reduce the risk of anal, how much riskier is it to bottom vs top, how risky is oral vs anal, etc; apparently he was too stupid to use Google or talk to his doctor, and had turned to random men in a shitty chatroom for advice on the subject. Things he said in open chat made it clear he had gone to school in one of those idiot southern towns that teaches jack shit about sex ed (and nothing about gay sex). My inner troll got a raging boner, and this is the chatlog that resulted. Maybe he was trolling me as much as I was trolling him; maybe he was for real. Chat handles and some of the chatlog changed for my privacy/legal protection. **Asterisks before and after indicates a note I added that was not part of the actual chat.** Will post updates if I hear from him again. Enjoy: [ME] hi, I can answer your questions regarding risk factors. [Naive Boy] Hi there. thanks! I appreciate it **At the start of the chat, I start off by saying things that are true, to gain his trust and to gauge what he knows** [ME] first, "safe" and "unsafe" are relative. No sex is 100% risk free. Even jacking a guy off carries a small degree of risk (if your skin is broken and his fluids get on it, for example). So if you can't handle any risk, you should NOT have sex [ME] That said, handjobs are pretty much 0% risk of STDs [Naive Boy] ok that makes sense! Shouldn’t be risky if your hand isn’t hurt **He seems to like me so far, so I decide to test him a bit by mixing truths with things of questionable veracity** [ME] Oral is almost zero risk if you are getting sucked or rimmed. If you are rimming or sucking another guy, the risk is still low but higher than if you are the one getting sucked/rimmed. [ME] The same is true of swallowing piss vs pissing in another guy’s mouth, or swapping spit **After a couple moments he has not replied to me. He has not tried to question or refute what I’m saying, so I figure he’s either seen through my bullshit already and is now ignoring me, or he’s buying it. If it’s the former I’ve already lost so I can’t make things worse, but I figure if it’s the latter, I should press my luck and move on to blatant lies with a few bits of truth thrown in to make the lies more believable, see how he reacts** [ME] condoms don't really protect you during anal whether you are a top or a bottom. While you can get a urinary tract infection as a top from anal sex, the risk of STDs from topping bareback is not really any higher than getting a blowjob [Naive Boy] ok yeah because basically for the top, the action is virtually the same as getting sucked: cock going inside of the guy’s body **He responded, so either he knows I’m full of shit and is trolling me, or he is buying what I’m saying. If he thinks I’m full of shit or is undecided, maybe I can get him back on board. I decide to increase my credibility in his eyes, because even if he’s buying it, the more he trusts me the bigger the lies he’ll swallow later** [ME] when a top gets an STD, it's usually because his cock got cut by a razor shaving too soon before sex, or a fingernail scraped him or a tooth scraped him before fucking. Break in the skin means a chance for transmission [Naive Boy] oh ok that's interesting about the issue with cuts, scratches, etc. I see what you're saying **Is he buying it or not? I can’t tell. I decide to push it, start piling up the lies, but try to state them in ways that still sound plausible** [ME] so normally a top is pretty damn safe, unless he's on drugs or drunk, because of reduced sensitivity he'll have rougher sex and not notice his cock rubbing a bottom's teeth, or dig his fingernail into his cock trying to get it inside the bottom's ass. If you're sober for sex as a top you can pretty much bareback all you want without any worry [ME] with me so far? [Naive Boy] ok see it's cool to actually get some help really understanding since so much information just says: use condoms, all risk is the same. but it doesn't make sense if you think about it logically, like you're explaining. can you help me understand some more about what you meant when you said that condoms don't really protect during anal anyway? **Okay, so I’m thinking the only gay-focused sex education he’s had, was condom-nazis yelling their “all sex is dangerous, use condoms for everything, even oral, or you’ll get AIDS and 50 other STDs the first time you have sex” drivel. Since he has already seen through a lot of their propaganda, maybe I can use that to my advantage. I need to give him basic info that is easily verifiable, meshes with what he’s been told by others, but once that’s done, I need to put things in a context that makes things seem to be the opposite of what the condom-nazis told him, so it reinforces his belief they were lying to him, which will also build his faith in me** [ME] ok let me see if I can word this in a way that makes sense without misleading/misinforming you on anything [ME] this might take a minute [Naive Boy] ok no problem! [ME] So condoms have different materials they can be made of, lambskin, rubber/latex, and different materials for people with latex allergies [Naive Boy] yeah I know that already lol [ME] different materials have different properties and each can break or wear down due to different things, like the lube being used, fingernail tear, etc [Naive Boy] ok [ME] for example, if you use a latex condom (and like 99% of the time guys use latex) with an oil based lube, the condom will slowly break down until it tears open [Naive Boy] oh see I had no idea about that **Seeing an opening, I go for it** [ME] so if a guy was jacking off with oil earlier, or put lotion on after his shower, then goes to fuck you, the leftover oil on his cock can wear down the condom, and during sex it would break inside you [ME] since most men leak out precum during sex, the result is even if the guy stopped and pulled his cock out of you before orgasm, you would still have some of his cum inside you by then [Naive Boy] is precum the liquid that kind of leaks out when you're hard? [ME] yes, it's mostly fluid from your balls without any sperm in it, but sperm CAN be present sometimes. However, it's not the sperm that carries STDs, it's the fluid [Naive Boy] oh ok I didn't realize. yeah most guys I've been with get leak like that **I figure making latex condoms seem weak to oil is good, but I need to hammer home how useless condoms are, but I want to make my arguments stand up somewhat to any Googling he might be doing. I figure shit-talking lambskin will work. If I make one type of condom seem useless, I can get him to start doubting the usefulness of all condoms** [ME] lambskin condoms are used to prevent pregnancy and some STDs, however they basically form a small net that catches the sperm [ME] since the holes in the net are meant to trap sperm, a lot of smaller stuff (like viruses, which are TINY compared to a sperm cell) slips through easily [Naive Boy] oh yeah ok I see what you mean so like even though the semen doesn't go through, the viruses or whatever do [ME] well again, sperm and seminal fluid are 2 separate things that together make up semen [ME] but yeah, the lamb skin condoms stop sperm but not much else [Naive Boy] wow ok see I had no idea about that [ME] latex and plastic condoms can easily degrade, they tend to get tiny holes/tears in them that let stuff through [ME] plus condoms tend to irritate your rectal lining, so if stuff DOES get inside you, you're more likely to get infected. your rectum is actually pretty good at protecting you from infection even if you take cum into your body. Think of it, you literally have shit in there all the time and the bacteria/viruses from that don't get into your bloodstream [Naive Boy] ok and i wonder if like maybe even the anus itself, because I guess it's probablyu kind of acidic (because of digesting stuff), automatically damages the condom, regardless of the material, and even if it doesn't break stuff could go through? [ME] well, if you douche before sex that's not a real issue [Naive Boy] ok got it! [ME] what happens is most people have some degree of latex allergy, and latex/plastic tends to rub/grip your rectum lining as the top fucks you, so it causes tiny tears in your asshole/rectum. put a glove on and rub it against your other hand, versus just rubbing your hands together, you'll see what I mean [Naive Boy] oh yeah I hadn't thought of that but that makes so much sense [ME] so the result using condoms is your rectum is irritated and has tiny tears in it, so if stuff does get past the condom (which happens more often than not), you are MUCH more at risk of it entering your bloodstream (which is how you actually get infected) [Naive Boy] oh wow so basically the condom itself really increases the possibility of infection [ME] if you are letting the top fuck you no condom, that doesn't happen. a HUGE cock can tear your asshole some if you aren't careful, but for most big dicks even if the fuck hurts you some, your asshole is stretching not tearing so it's not a worry **He didn’t respond for a minute and I worried I had overplayed my hand, so I carefully tried to gauge him** [ME] any questions or are you with me so far? [Naive Boy] yes so far so good. because without the condom, there isn't all that irritation as he fucks and most men are not that huge anyway and even if they are, like you said, the pain is from ass stretching and not tearing enough to be a worry [ME] Yes, plus a lot of men do stupid shit like use expired condoms or keep condoms in their pockets/wallet, and the body heat degrades the condom. so men think they are being safe but the condom does nothing or makes things worse [Naive Boy] yeah I always thought condoms are really way more fragile than people think. Expiration dates on condoms always worried me **Okay, so I seem to have him believing condoms are totally worthless. I decide to move on and test his gullibility. I quickly think up something totally raunchy** [ME] okay so got it so far? because the next part you are gonna think I am crazy but it's true. and yes condoms expire/degrade easily, they really don’t do much to protect you [Naive Boy] yes so far so good [ME] do you rim ass or take cock ass to mouth? [Naive Boy] yeah i've done that some, not a lot but yeah I've done it [ME] guys tend to freak out and want it spotlessly clean to do that, but you should do it a little dirty now and then. you'll get sick the first time or two, but then your body will build up immunity and it will protect you from that sort of stuff later. because guys will do stuff like scratch their ass then touch their cock, and then have you suck them. If you have no resistance built up you can get REALLY sick. But if you've rimmed guys a little dirty before or done dirty ass to mouth your body will normally be fine. For example, Hep A, you get it once and NEVER have to worry abaout it again [Naive Boy] whoa I had never thought about it like that before. like about the resistance part! Kind of crazy but it makes so much sense! like how people who get exposed to the flu might get a little sick but then they get resistance. or exposure to other germs and stuff [ME] sort of like a vaccine. this is gross/hard to believe I know but it's true lol, I know most guys don't discuss it during safe-sex talks so thought it should be mentioned. If you said "I don't rim" I would have skipped it [Naive Boy] ok no man I appreciate it because it really opens my eyes to hear this. the usual safe sex information seems so fake and not really authentic to the reality of what really happens between men [ME] I don't know if you have fuck buddies or a boyfriend or what, but you should find a guy who's into having you lick his dirty asshole, do it a couple times, get your resistance up. **Another pause. I figure he’s either been trolling me and I passed his limit, or he was believing me before but finally saw I was lying to him. I almost closed the chat but said fuck it, tried to see if I could get a response** [ME] I know it’s kind of nasty but I’m trying to help you. People usually don’t like talking about this but I figured you should know. It’s obviously up to you if you follow my advice or not ok? [Naive Boy] I know, and thinking it over, it’s gross but it sounds like I need to do it so I definitely will. I don't have a boyfriend but I play around with an older guy semi regularly. we've done some rimming and ass to mouth, once he fucked another boy’s ass and had me suck his cock after he took the condom off. Maybe he’d be into it again, but bareback. I’ll bring it up with him for sure **If he is serious, I don’t want his fuck buddy telling him I’m full of shit and ruining everything, so I try to steer him away from talking to others about it** [ME] you don't have to go into details of why you want it, most guys won't understand it even when it's explained. just ask him if you can try a bit of raunch play, ask him not to shower before you play, tell him you want to smell his balls and armpits unshowered. When you blow him, you should be able to smell if his asshole is dirty, if it is, suck him in different positions until you can start rimming him before he can object (if you can get a your tongue against his dirty butthole for a few seconds, it won’t matter if he makes you stop after, you’ll already have what you need on your tongue). Then you won't need an awkward discussion about wanting to lick his dirty ass, and if he freaks out you can say you didn’t realize his asshole was shitty [Naive Boy] ok good idea. other thing I could do is text him in the morning before he goes to the gym. he showers once a day at the gym. so I know that if we do it before he goes the gym, he won't have showered for a day. [ME] ok. sorry if a bit gross, but to be clear, you want to be licking him when he's taken a dump but hasn't showered since then [ME] a sweaty ass crack/butthole isn’t enough, you need to get some of his shit on your tongue [Naive Boy] ok he has to have taken a dump recently? if he took one the night before and didn't shower after, that's not enough? **I don’t want him over thinking this and deciding not to do it, so I move on** [ME] that should be fine. my point is you need him to be dirty and not just sweaty. that's all. ready for next topic? [Naive Boy] yes thanks! I am ready **I figure, if he’s for real and buying it all, I might as well aim for the stars. I take a moment and start in again, still mixing truth with lies in case he checks anything* [ME] so you get condoms don't really protect you, right? we clear on that? [Naive Boy] Yeah I don’t see a point in using them anymore. If anything, it sounds like using them makes things more risky for the bottom [ME] but if you get fucked bareback, you still need to protect yourself [ME] so best ways to protect yourself, first, ask guys before sex if they are [ME] negative [ME] if they say No, ask when their last test/screening was. If it was more than 3 months ago, find another guy [Naive Boy] ok so if neg and test was 3 months or less, that's fine [ME] HIV takes a while to build up in the body. If a guy was tested six months ago, had sex and got infected 5 months ago, he will at the peak viral load and high risk of infecting you. and if a guy doesn’t get tested regularly, he's not being cautious and you shouldn't have sex. While if a guy got tested 3 months ago, got infected the night after he was tested, you can take his cum up your ass and the viral load will be minimal, though still have some risk [ME] make sense? [Naive Boy] yeah that makes sense, I guess **I don’t like the “I guess” part, but decide to press on with an all-or-nothing bid to try to get him pozzed** [ME] ok, so like the dirty rimjob stuff, this will sound crazy but it's true [Naive Boy] ok [ME] the best men to have fuck you bareback, are guys who tell you they are poz, especially poz undetectable. A neg top (like I said earlier) can get infected, not know it, and have an extremely high viral load (the number of HIV viruses in a drop of blood, more virus per drop means more chance of infecting you). A poz guy will be on medication to reduce his viral load, most guys on meds will be undetectable, meaning their is little or no active virus in their body, so they literally CANNOT infect you [Naive Boy] so it's about the quantity of the virus in the blood then and a guy who is poz and on meds, has a very little. so safer than a guy who isn't sure because he could have a high level. and the poz guy if you can’t detect it at all, then no way to infect, good to know! [ME] plus, poz men have to get tested regularly as part of treatment, so they know and get treated quickly if they catch another STD. neg guys will often get an HIV test once a year and nothing else, so they might get say the clap, and not know till they get sores on their cock much later, by which time they gave it to a dozen boys [Naive Boy] wow yeah that makes sense! because he's getting tested and treated for stuff [ME] funny huh? if I started chat saying "safest sex is letting poz guys cum in your ass bareback, and licking dirty assholes" you probably wouldn't have reacted well huh? lol, but now you get it, right? [Naive Boy] YEAH! Now i get it totally get it. I used to be really kind of like militant about condoms but was always curious about bareback. but talking to you has really changed my mind honestly. Licking a shitty butthole still grosses me out, but I guess I need to do until I get sick so I don’t get even sicker later [ME] last bit of advice, don't ask for advice from people like you did in chat, I know a lot but most guys are idiots, they'll tell you to stick to condoms and neg-only for your tops. You are honestly better off getting fucked bareback by men who you know are poz. Plus the sex will be way hotter I promise. You gonna seek out poz guys to bareback you from now on? just curious [Naive Boy] well see here's the thing, I'm kind of nervous to use condoms now because I realize that if I do, when I bottom, it will put me at a higher risk instead of protecting me. and if the guy says he's neg, still he might not know for sure so that's bad. but if he's poz that means he's on treament. and even if he's not undetectable, there will be less risk, especially if it's bareback because then no risk of the condom doing damage to my insides and then breaking inside me anyway. Am I getting it right? That’s how I feel now anyway **He seems to be buying it. I give it a last push** [ME] like I said, the safest sex is to have guys you know are poz fuck you bareback, and it’s perfectly fine to let them cum in you. Plus if a guy is honest in telling you he is poz that means you can trust him to be honest about other STDs. Plus, like we’ve talked about, exposure gives you resistance. So if you let medicated poz men cum in your ass, you’ll build up resistance, so you can let anyone fuck you without worrying about HIV because you’ll basically be immune. You just need to find lots of poz men to fuck your ass bareback to get to that point. Make sense? If you have questions feel free to ask [Naive Boy] it’s weird, but you made this all make sense to me [Naive Boy] thanks so much man! [ME] so you good now? gonna start letting poz guys fuck you bareback? [Naive Boy] yes! because I want to have good sex but I really want to stay safe too [ME] cool. glad I could help you. [Naive Boy] thanks for your time! [ME] hey, one last thing, if you don't mind? [Naive Boy] no problem sure [ME] this is for my own pervert desire, but could you email me on here and tell me about how things go, when you give your buddy your first dirty rimjob? And if you get poz cock in your ass and feel like telling me, I love hearing about other guys' sex lives, especially guys new to bareback sex [Naive Boy] I sure will. I feel so much more confident about barebacking now [ME] you really are much safer getting fucked bareback by a dozen guys who are open about being poz, than having 2 or 3 "neg" guys fuck you with condoms on. So I hope you will feel free/confident enough to go out and take a lot of poz cocks and cum [Naive Boy] yes I will! [Naive Boy] thanks again man! ttyl -- user left or got disconnected --

It's fine that you aren't a chaser. Not everybody has to want HIV. But you do want your bf to cum inside you. You really have two choices: get on PrEP or accept that your bf may poz you. Deciding that your bf and your connection is worth the risk of HIV is not the same thing as chasing; you want to have an intimate connection to this one poz guy. You just need to make peace with the thought of getting knocked up by him before it happens. Otherwise, you may regret it afterwards which would fuck up things with your bf (not necessarily forever).

I've always preferred anon sex over any other kind. I started having sex with guys at the YMCA/NYC dormitories and then continued in bathhouses. The problem with anon sex is it's reputation which is why I like the piece by SafestSex.org on anon sex. It presents anon sex as a normal need (http://safestsex.org/aboutmen-en.php) that men have and I like that. Most sexologists keep talking about "healthy sexuality" which excludes anon sex. I'm now convinced that men can make great friends but after having anon sex. First have anon sex, repeat it if both like it, and then if interested they can meet and have a great relationship. Instead of meeting first for coffee.

I got a text yesterday from one of my regular younger poz fuckboys saying he was bored in his Friday classes at university, wondering what I was doing and that he was extremely horny. Thinking he wanted a quick bj I suggested somewhere on campus, in a more private and secluded area and in the confines of my car. He said that campus police were a problem. So a plan B materialized: my house. I picked him up and drove him to my house not too far from campus. It didn't talk long to get out of clothes. And believe you me, it wasn't just an ordinary bj to get his rocks off. After some initial kissing and caressing, I got to his hole to eat it out. Then came my hard dick pressing against his boyhole, just if to say, "Knock! Knock! I'm about to cum inside!" LOL! Well he wanted my bare daddy dick BAD. I fucked him for some time and came in his boyhole. He flipped me to fuck me. He lasted about 2 mins. and came in me BIG TIME. I guess I got the student cummer's discount for a re-fuck, hehe!

A few years ago my partner Steve and I went to Gay Days in Disneyland. It always happens the first full weekend in October. We had been a few times before and always had a blast. We’d meet guys from all over the country and run around with them for the day inside the park. One of the best things about the weekend is that on Friday and Saturday they always have giant parties host in different locations around the parks or in one of the host hotels. We would go dance, drink, and make out with guys that we just meet or from earlier in the day. My partner and I also have a big sexual appetite and this night was no different. We play together as well as separately. It was Friday night, we had gone back to the hotel room to get cleaned up and ready for the Kingdom party that was being held at the House of Blues in downtown Disney. We had a few cocktails in the room to get pre-liquored up since the drinks tend to be damn expensive. Arriving at the House of Blues, we found the party in full swing, music blazing, and go-go boys shaking their asses for those willing to give up a dollar or two for a quick grope and squeeze. Steve was talking with a hot muscle guy, Anthony, who we had meet earlier in the day while waiting in line for Space Mountain. They chatted while I danced for a while with a couple of guys with their shirts off. Finally I was thirsty and walked over to them. By this point the muscle guy was joined by his boyfriend, Peter, who was a tasty hot dark haired guy with a tight body. We all chatted for a little while as we continued to drink the night away. Soon this led into us making out near the bar. All of us hot and bothered and were ready for some action. Steve suggested that he and Anthony go back to our room while Peter and I make way to theirs. We all agreed and went on our way. It turns out that we were staying in different hotels and headed in opposite directions. The entire way to Peter’s room we could not keep our hands off each other. Rubbing, kissing, and reaching into each other’s pants. When we finally made it to the room Peter opened the door and to my surprise two other guys where in the room sitting on the bed watching TV. Peter had forgotten to mention that they were sharing their hotel room with a couple of friends, Eric and Jason. I was concerned that we would not be able to fuck, and I really needed some fat cock in my ass! Peter eased my worries very quickly as he just closed the door and threw me on the bed and started kissing me all in one motion. He asked if it was okay if Eric and Jason could watch and I said that they could join in as far as I was concerned. They both were built very similar to Peter. In no time at all we were each naked and everyone was sucking someone else's cock. Peter had been sucking on Jason’s cock before moving onto to eating my ass out. This is when I notice that all three of them had a tattoo around their belly buttons. Each a different design but each the same thing…a bio hazard tattoo! I was shocked and stop sucking on Eric fat uncut cock. Eric looked down and me and smiled asking if I liked the tattoo. I just lay there, wide eyed, while Peter continued to eat my hole. I told Eric that I was hoping to get cock in my ass but now that I saw their tats that that was not going to happen. Peter popped up for my hole and asked “why not?” I replied because they were all poz. Peter just chuckled and said I already had a poz load soaking into my hole. “What the fuck do you mean I already have a poz load soaking into my hole?!” “You have Jason’s thick toxic load in your hole.” Jason had cum in Peter’s mouth while we were sucking each other’s cock, before Peter started eating my ass out. Peter did not swallow and worked Jason’s load into my hole with his tongue so I would be ready for all of their cocks. I have to admit that even though I was freaking out on the inside I was extremely turn the hell on. I had always fantasized about taking a poz cock and load in my ass. I always jacked off to stories online about being stealthed but had never told anyone about it, not even Steve. Peter could see that my cock started to throb even more and was leaking a heavy amount of precum after he told me I had Jason’s toxic load in my ass. Peter placed his thick cock at the opening of my hole and gave me a look as if waiting for my approval that he go ahead and fill my ass with his cock. I gave him a smile and started to suck Eric’s cock again and started to stroke Jason’s. This is all Peter needed before sliding into my ass fast and deep in one swift motion hitting his balls against my ass. “Fuck yeah,” I grunted, my voice somewhat muffled by Eric’s cock. Peter worked his cock in my hole good, pulling all the way out and slamming it back in balls deep. I had not been fucked like this in a long while. That 'Fuck yeah' was all I could manage. I was so fucking turned on by the thought of having my hole used by a fat uncut poz cock bareback, let alone getting three raw poz cocks in my ass! Peter lasted about ten minutes before his breathing increased and shouted “Take my dirty fucking seed you slut!” I could feel his cock pulse inside my ass as it deposited the second toxic load of the night. His cock twitched and throbbed inside me making my flesh and hole twitch in delight. The second Peter slid out, Eric slid into my ass, filling me with his fat uncut piece of meat. He did not last more than five minutes since I had been sucking his cock the entire time. “Oh fuck yeah, I'm gonna to knock you up good. Here it comes!” “Fucking fill my ass up, you dirty bastard!” “Fuck yeah!!!!!” It felt like a lake was forming inside my ass when his load meet-up with Jason’s and Peter’s. This entire time Jason had been jacking his cock and was ready to blow another thick toxic load into my willing horny neg ass. Sliding in balls-deep, he lasted only three thrust before his cock blew another thick creamy load into my hole. At that moment we heard a key working the lock on the door and in walked Anthony. “I see we are having some fun in here!” It had been close to an hour and a half since we all parted ways at the party to head off to the rooms for fun. “How many loads does he have?” “Four total.” Eric replied. “Time to add mine to the mix!” As Anthony said this he started stripping his clothes off and again I noticed that familiar tat around the belly button. “Holy shit yes!” I moaned. Anthony moved over and started to slide his 8” cock into my well used and cum filled ass. “So did you fuck Steve?” I asked as Anthony worked my hole. “I’m not going to kiss and tell.” “Did he see the Bio tat?” “That he did.” “I can’t believe that I am taking raw poz cock! It has been a fantasy of mine but I have never mentioned it to anyone.” “Then I am glad we get to help with your fantasy coming true.” He was making deep slow strokes in and out of my ass with his fat cock slowly picking up the pace as we chatted. “You ready for my bug juice?” “Fuck yes! Blow every drop you have in me!” With that Anthony let out a long deep moan as I felt his cock blow deep with my gut. “That makes five total for the night” Eric said. “Shouldn’t take long for you to convert over now,” Anthony remarked. “Is that a guarantee?” I asked. “Pretty much, since none of us or on any kind of meds," Eric replied as the other three nodded their heads with big smirks on their faces. “Well time for you to go back to your man,” Anthony said as he started to toss my clothes to me. “Fuck” I said “I can’t believe I just did that. What am I going to tell Steve?” “Who said you have to tell him anything other than that you had a great time.” “I guess.” “Oh make sure to keep those loads in your ass for the rest of the night. Maybe we will see you in the park tomorrow.” As I started to walk back to my hotel the streets were pretty much empty except for a few people here and there. When I reached the hotel and made it the room I was quiet since I was not sure if Steve would still be up or not. Opening the door the room was dark and I could hear snoring coming from the king-size bed in the middle of the room. I decided not to shower and follow Anthony's recommendation, and keep the five toxic loads in my ass for the rest of the night. I stripped out of my clothes and climbed quietly into bed. I did not take long for me to fall asleep after the late night work out I had just received. About an hour later I was awakened to Steve’s hard cock nudging up against my abused and filled hole. I was worried that he would freak out if he noticed that my ass was loaded up with cum since our rule is that we only play safe with others, let alone that I had just taken five poz cocks and loads raw into my ass. Steve could sense that I was now awake since I began to push back onto his hard cock. “You have a good time?” he asked as he started to slide the head of his throbbing cock into my hole. “I sure did. You?” “You bet your ass I did” he replied. By this point he had made it balls-deep into my sloppy hole and began to move slowly in and out. “I can tell that you had some fun.” “What do you mean?” I asked him. “Your hole feels slick and creamy.” Fuck he had noticed. I had no idea what to say at this point. I had never broken our rule before of only playing safe. “It’s okay, don’t worry about it” he said as he continued to slowly work his cock in and out of my hole. “Don’t worry about it? Are you sure?” I asked. “Yeah, don’t worry about it; I broke the rule tonight as well. I fucked Anthony raw and blew in his hole.” “You did?” “Yupe!” Holy shit I was so fucking horned up at this point. I realized that I had never cum earlier. “Fuck yeah, Steve; fuck me like you fucked Anthony!” “Oh yeah, baby, I’m going to! Damn your hole is so slick. How many loads did you take?” “Five” I said with heavy breath. “Five! Shit, how many guys fucked you?” Panting I replied “Four, they are sharing their room with a couple of friends." “I know” he said with a chuckle. “You knew?” “Yup, I arranged it for you.” “You did?” “Yes I did, baby. I though you could use some fun. It has been so long since we have been on a vacation I really wanted you to enjoy yourself. I wanted to fulfill your every fantasy.” The second Steve said that I froze while Steve continued to pump my ass. “What did you say?” I asked. “I wanted to fulfill your fantasy. It was not an accident that we meet Anthony and Eric today in the park. I found them online a few months ago when we decided to go on vacation. I have been chatting with them ever since and arranged this whole night.” I listened to him tell the story while he slid in and out slowly each time pulling almost all the way out before make his way back in balls-deep. I still had mentioned nothing about the four of them each being poz and not on meds when he said “I found them on one of your websites.” “One of mine?” “Yes, one of the sites you've been hiding from me.” I started to moan even louder now as I knew what he was getting at. “I know you are a dirty little bug chasing whore but were too scared to ever do anything about it unless fate stepped in…so I did.” “Holy shit Steve, I can’t believe this! I never would have told you 'cause I was scared what you might think of me.” “No worries, I’m just glad that you forget to clear your internet history sometimes or I would never have gotten the chance to get your ass after it was filled with a shit load of toxic cum!” With that I could feel my cock begin to swell to its limit and blow all over my chest, face and bed. “Fuck me Steve! Work that toxic sperm into my hole!” Two seconds later Steve began to grunt as he pounded away at my cum-greased ass and he blew his load as deeply as he could get his pulsating cock. Afterwards Steve lay next to me with his cock still my ass as we fell asleep me in his arms. When we woke up in the morning I rolled over and gave Steve the biggest kiss I ever had and said “Thank you” “You're welcome” he said with a wink and a grin. “I still can’t believe that that happened last night. I never thought I would ever do that. Fuck that was hot.” "I’m glad I could help fulfill a fantasy of yours, not to mention one that fucking hot. Oh by the way it is not over yet. The guys will all be coming over here tonight to give you another helping to make sure it takes.” “Oh god yes!” I moaned as we exchanged a passionate kiss. Steve then let me in on his next bomb: “Plus I need to get another deposit from Anthony as well. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that after I fucked him he flipped me over and filled my ass up with a couple of loads of his own!” I instantly moved my hand to Steve’s ass to feel weather he still had Anthony’s charged load in his ass. Sure enough my fingers slid right into his ass with ease thanks to the toxic lube he had kept with him over-night. I pulled my fingers out and sucked on them before giving Steve another deep long kiss. “I love you,” I whispered in his ear. “As you should,” he whispered back with a smile. “Now let’s get showered and get something to eat! You’re going to need your strength for tonight!” This is my first attempt at writing a story like this. I hope it was enjoyable. If it is well received I will continue to write more.

What , in your opinion, besides your hometown, is the best place in the world to get Bareback and why ? Me Berlin. Just the place smells of sex and most of it is bare

I've just discovered this site and become an immediate fan, thought I'd share my last load story. I've been submissive to a dominant man for 4 years now, he's 35 years older than me, with a lot of experience and a monstrous cock, pretty much any bottom's dream. Anyway, his view of bottoms is that they are literally that, bottoms, not allowed pleasure via their cock, so in this same vein he's had me in enforced chastity for what will be three years this christmas... ( it was a Christmas present for him, but mistake) this means I haven't touched or been touched on my cock for 3 years now, and therefore rely on anal to cum. My dominant is also into hole stretching, I'm regularly double fisted and I'm kept plugged 24/7 with a 4 inch diameter plug, only made possible by the fact I quit work to be a housekeeper for him. Anyway, earlier tonight he opened me up, punching in and out of my tired anal cunt before he let slip that he'd invited a couple of his friends round to use me. After a couple of hours of double penetration and spitroasting, he inserted a speculum into me to hold my cunt open while he and both his friends all flooded my insides with cum... I was plugged for a few hours before he let me cream pie it back out. I love my life...

Here goes another tale of my continuing adventures since moving to California from Las Vegas. I recently moved to Valencia, California, an upscale suburb about 20 minutes north of Los Angeles and known for two things: Six Flags Magic Mountain, and the fact that the first two seasons of the show Weeds were filmed here and at which time Valencia was passed off as the town of Agrestic. In essence, I gave up the hustle and bustle of Las Vegas for the calm and peace of the suburbs. I also gave up my top fuck buddies in Vegas and I'm now working on finding a regular buddy with benefits here in Valencia. So far, the hot hung suburban studs I've met are happy to have a tight fuckhole ready and willing to take their cocks. I started out by putting up an advertisement on Craigslist which read: Discreet masculine married guy looking to get fucked. Although I'm married, my partner and I have a Don't Ask Don't Tell arrangement which means I get to do whatever I want, as long as there's no evidence left behind (i.e. used condoms). Most guys don't seem to care that I'm married since they themselves also are while still looking for a guy on the side to take care of their needs. I've gotten a few responses, peppered here and there with the usual fakes who inevitably come with posting on Craigslist. I'm a bartender so I work nights but can host weekdays while the partner is at work. Today everything seemed to align in my favor and I'm laying here basking in the afterglow of some mind blowing sex and an ass full of cum. Within an hour of posting, I received an email from a local guy whose picture seemed too good to be true. He introduced himself as Adam and his picture (attached) showed a handsome well built tattooed stud with a thick beer can cock hanging between his well muscled thighs. We discussed our respective expectations, and found we were both turned on by the thought of an anonymous, face-down / ass-up (and lubed) scene. We immediately made plans to meet within a couple of hours. He seemed nervous and preoccupied and wanted to make sure that I was drug and disease free, (which I am), and insisted I have condoms available so he can walk in and use my ass without any awkwardness. I gave him my address, showered and prep'd my ass for his arrival. He texted me when he parked and I indicated that I'd left my door unlocked and I was waiting in the bedroom on all fours and lubed for his cock. I shivered with anticipation as I heard my front door open and heard his footsteps heading towards the bedroom. I adjusted the blindfold he'd requested that I wear and took a deep sniff of poppers as I felt his presence and the shifting of the mattress as he climbed up and proceeded to rub his thumb in a circular motion on my hole. "Oh, fuck yeah!" he whispered and kissed my right ass cheek before lightly nibbling on it. I was flush with excitement as he caressed my ass and trailed his hands up my spine before placing both of them on my shoulders as I felt his wide cock head pressing directly onto my hole, targeting the center and beginning to spread me open as he struggled to shove his thick hole wrecker balls deep into me. If it hadn't been for the poppers, I doubt my ass would have been able to take his wide cock head or thick shaft. I remember thinking that I hadn't heard him put the condom on and I reached back to feel his cock as he continued to try to work his way inside. As I gripped his rock hard erection, I realized that I could barely get my hand around it but could not feel a condom on it. I said, "You're not wearing a condom." To which he replied, "It's ok, I prefer it bare when I know the guy insists on condoms because then I know I don't have to worry. Besides, there's not many condoms that fit my cock." By this point he was more than halfway in and I really didn't give a fuck about his twisted logic because he felt so painfully good and I felt so pleasantly stuffed and full that I was quickly building towards an anal orgasm. "It's ok, that hole is yours Stud," I replied. "You feel so good, please fuck me..." "Oh fuck yeah, I'm gonna make this hole mine. You're gonna want my cock all the time and I'm going to be here to make sure your hole stays open for me and ready to take my loads." He started sliding in and out and I could feel every vein, bump, and ridge along his shaft. Not to mention the fact that his wide flared cock head felt almost like a plunger as it slid in and out of me and I could feel it massaging the walls of my ass and bumping against my prostate. I was afraid I'd cum before he did, particularly as I knew my ass would clamp shut the moment I came. It felt so good. I had to use every trick in the book I knew to keep myself from coming too soon. He had no such compunctions and started speeding up and was soon slamming in and out of my ass moaning and groaning and telling me how fucking tight I was, how he'd make sure my hole only ever fit his cock from now on and how he was going to fill me full of his cum and leave me dripping with his load. More as a statement than a question, I whispered, "you're gonna cum in me?" To which he replied, "Oh yeah, and here it fucking cums, get ready! Take my load baby! Oh FUCK, take every last fucking drop!!!" And as he said this, I felt his cock twitching and throbbing and I felt a warm wetness fill my ass as his cum splattered and coated my ass walls and prostate. This was too much for me to take and I yelled out as my cock spewed its own load of cum and my ass milked his cock as I felt him collapse on my back as he gently bit my shoulder and whispered, "Fuck! We're gonna be good friends." He pulled out of me and for some reason, he took off my blindfold and I got to see him for the first time even though his DNA was already swimming in my guts. If anything, he was even more handsome in person than his photograph suggested. He was about 6'1", about 185 lbs, and had a muscular build which I was certain was not gym cultivated, but which he had earned in a lifetime of fitness and activity. But what struck me most were his bright green eyes, blindingly white smile, and masculine tattoos. He said, "Thanks, I really needed that, and I hope that I can come over again sometime." I smiled and said, "You're welcome back anytime." Leaning over, he nibbled on my neck as he stuck his finger in my hole and whispered, "Keep my boys in you. I want that ass to be mine."

Last night I went to a bar and while I was at the urinals an Indian/Pakistani guy took one look at me and slipped his hand straight down the back of my pants and rubbed my hole and just told me to get in the cubicle because he was going to fuck me. I didn’t hesitate and went straight in with him, already on my knees as he was still closing the door behind us. I started to suck his nice, thick cut cock and before long he was slamming it down my throat. After a few minutes he turned me around, yanked down my underwear and pushed his raw cock inside me. He fucked me relentlessly, and used my arse until he let out a barely stifled roar and came deep inside me. He then gave my arse a big slap, pulled up his trousers and left without a word. I felt so dirty and slutty and I loved every second of it.

Great story! All I can say is something tells me lil bro has a birthmark!! ?

Nowadays the first time is always anonymous. If he becomes a regular you learn a little bit more about each other (and it's not really anon anymore) but we never socialize in public or go out on dates like straights may do (if those even start with sex first and socializing later, probably the other way around). When I was a student and went to (gay or mixed) dance clubs or bars it was social interaction first (trying to pick up the trick of the evening). Didn't stop me from going to the cruising park for anon dick afterwards though. The danger and rush of excitement doing that was hard to beat. It has happened that I bumped into guys in a dance club who had banged me in the park. If we both hadn't 'scored' by the end of the evening we both knew the other was in for NSA 'easy sex' and end up either at his or my place or we would meet in the park later.

Part 14 Tom and I ate our luke warm pizza in near silence. While I was still in my jock, Tom was now fully dressed. Once we had finished eating I uncontrollably yawned, which led Tom to suggest “Let's get some sleep, boy. If Brian is right you should be mine in the next couple of days.” We made our way to the bedroom. I crawled under the sheets and felt Tom slide behind me. He had stripped naked. I could feel his cock growing hard behind me. He pressed his lips to my neck and started to kiss me. My body rushed, my cock strained against the device it was locked away in. It made me squirm as the tip of Tom’s cock pressed against my hole. In a quick slam it was buried deep in me. My body tried to pull me away but I was trapped by Tom’s arms. “Shh boy, Daddy’s cock should be the last and first thing you think of every day. It will be easier if it’s inside you.” I opened my mouth to speak but I only softly moaned as Tom had resumed kissing my neck. I felt relaxed and horny, I drifted off thinking of Tom’s cock inside me churning his load from earlier. Maybe I was finding it easier than I thought to play along. I woke up with my ass burning. Tom was fully hard and slowly sliding in and out of my hole, and seeing I was awake he remarked “Good morning sleepy head. I’ve already given you your first load of the day. What do you say?” “Erm…what?” I was tired and confused. “Try again boy. What do you say to Daddy when he gives you his cum?” I thought for a moment and then answered the obvious reply: “Thank you.” I felt a hard slap against my ass cheek. I immediately knew why. “Thank you, Daddy.” I felt hot, sickly hot, yet we weren’t under any sheets. My head was throbbing. “How are you feeling boy? You’re very warm, maybe you’re coming down with something.” Tom’s cock twitched inside me as he spoke, I found it oddly satisfying. Tom slowly kept fucking me, each time he did a chill ran through me and before long I was shivering. My whole body ached. Tom never let me escape his arms, holding me in place as I gradually felt worse as he continued to use my ass. “Daddy is going to give you one more load and then I’ll let you rest. If you don’t feel like death just now you definitely will by tonight.” “Thank you, Daddy,” I replied absent mindedly. Just before Tom blew his load, his cock swelled-up, and within seconds his cum was flowing deep into my ass, each ribbon of cum claiming another part of my hole. I drifted back to sleep with Tom still buried deep inside me.

Last night a guy I had met sometime earlier at a friend's birthday messaged me on Scruff and asked if I was up for a fuck. He want a door-on-latch-ass-up-in-a-jock situation, which I was happy to do, as frankly, I couldn't actually remember meeting him socially, so I saw this as a potential anonymous load, which is very hot for me. While he was on his way over, a neighbour who likes fucking in groups texted me to ask if I was playing. He is a mid 50s muscle guy with a huge nine inch cock, which is nearly as big as my boyfriend's. This guy only likes groups and never meets me if I am by myself, so I asked the Scuff guy if he minded a small group. He replied he was fine with a group, as long as he got my hole first. So at the appropriate time I waited ass up on my bed, the door on the latch. The Scruff guy arrived first, rimmed me, got my hole really wet and pushed in. His cock was amazingly thick, and we were both really getting off on the anonymity of the session, especially as the Scruff guy didn't even both removing his pants, he just unzipped, pulled out his cock, and shoved it in. As the Scruff guy was going at it, the neighbour arrived and pulled out his nine inches. The Scruff guy went kinda wild, and started sucking the neighbour while he fucked me. He was so turned on I knew he wouldn't last long, and indeed he blew a huge load in my ass within minutes. The neighbour didn't miss a beat. As the Scruff guy pulled out he pushed right in, and pounded my ass, exploding deep in my hole. Each then literally tucked his cock back into his trousers, said thanks, letting themselves out. My boyfriend got home about 30 minutes later, and I took him right upstairs. We cuddled for a bit, then he pushed on and gave me a really long hard fuck and really got off on my pre-loaded hole. Oh course he didn't ask me who's cum it was He just loves using cum as lube and going second, third or even seventh in my ass. He was also particularly happy I had made him this huge Thai feast for dinner, so after we fucked, took the dog out everything was ready to go. It's nice to be able to look after him properly.

***This is a long chapter, and probably the last one. I might continue the story but will likely do that in The Backroom.*** CHAPTER SEVEN Reluctantly, we both took quick showers before heading out the door. I really enjoy feeling the after effects of sex on me, and of course smelling them. But given we were going to be in a crowd, it was only polite. Mind you, in that crowd, no one would care. We’d just get a lot of grins and stares maybe. Not that I mind, but I don’t want to make Pat uncomfortable. I just want him to see what everyone else sees. When we walked up to the patio at my favorite bistro, the place was packed. But I spied one lone free table for two off to the side and made a beeline for it before anyone stole it out from under us. I took a chance and grabbed Pat by the hand before I maneuvered through the crowd. For one, so he didn’t think I was ignoring or ditching him. And secondly, so all of the rest of these drooling bitches know that he was with me. Okay, that may sound more possessive than a trick should be. I have no claim on Pat, but I was feeling like his bodyguard at the moment and he was my responsibility. I think he was a little surprised to feel my hand on his, and he seemed to want to pull away for a moment, but then he just . . . didn’t. Instead, he followed me to the free table. As we both sat he leaned over the small table and whispered loudly, “Why is everyone staring at us?” I smiled and whispered loudly back, “Because you’re hot.” He blushed again and sat back looking a little stunned. He was quiet for a few beats and then tried to casually glance around at the crowd. Practically every man on the patio, and many who were just walking past, were checking him out. He leaned over and whispered again. “How come I never noticed people staring at me before? Why are they doing it now?” I shrugged my shoulders and told him, “You probably just didn’t notice. It’s not like you were looking for anyone else.” I paused a second and then added, “Until you were. Luckily I was there when you did.” He smiled large at that and his handsome face was even more handsome. “Lucky me,” he said, wiggling his eyebrows. As if he thinks he’s the lucky one! Well, he is lucky that he’s so damned perfect. And I suppose he’s lucky that he found a whore who was willing to do anything sexually to please him. Hmmm, I thought I was the one who lucked out, but he definitely got the better end of the deal. We ordered drinks, a brunch cocktail for me and hair of the dog for him, and we just relaxed in the pleasant fall weather. After a while guys stopped blatantly ogling Pat and returned to stealing more subtle glances, which left Pat somewhat more relaxed. The entire patio and inside of the restaurant was filled to capacity with gay men, so it was quite obvious when a woman showed up. Suddenly all eyes were on her. The fuming, bitchy-looking bottle blonde who looked disgusted at what she saw around her. My stomach turned to knots as I glared at her over Pat’s shoulder. His back was to her so he hadn’t seen, but I just knew that this had to be his wife. One look at her told me all that I needed to know, why Pat had ended up in that video booth with me, and then in my bed. This is the type of woman who wanted a man to give everything to her. It doesn’t matter that he works a blue-collar job. She expects to be kept in the lap of luxury, with a nice car, trips to the salon weekly, shopping with her skanky friends, and all of the fancy trimmings to make their house look important. And with all of that just handed to her, she can’t be bothered to show this man the gratitude he so obviously deserves for dealing with the likes of her. A very nasty, bitchy, vindictive part of me wanted to reach across the table and haul his face towards me and put a lip-lock on him to curl his toes. Right in front of her, but this was his domestic situation. I was already more involved than I should be. I sighed and chose to do the right thing. Well, who knows what the ‘right’ thing is in that situation, but it wasn’t what I really wanted to do, so I just assume it’s what the morality police would deem ‘right’. “Uh, um, Pat. I don’t want to alarm you, but I think that’s your wife glaring daggers at us from your six o’clock.” Pat’s eyes flew wide. He looked stunned and then angry. His breathing intensified and he looked like he wanted to throw something - and that could include punches. That Prodigy song, 'Smack my bitch up', suddenly came to mind. “Fuck,” he hissed. “She must have used one of those apps to track my phone. I don’t want to make a big scene here. She’ll start screaming bloody murder. I know her. What should I do?” Shaking my head, I sat back in my chair with my hands up in the ‘don’t shoot’ position. “Hey, you don’t want to know what I would do.” His stare was solid as he told me, “Yes, tell me what you would do.” “I would kiss you. That would certainly tell her.” In a flash Pat lunged across the table and kissing me to the point that my toes were curling. Fuck, did he know how to kiss. If he had kept up the kiss I would have likely blown a load in my pants - and I’m not even sure if the load he blew up my ass was still in place or making a puddle under me. After a minute maybe, he released me and we both slowly descended back into our seats. The entire patio erupted in cheers and applause. Everyone, that is, except the seething blonde who stood statue-like ten feet away. She looked like she wanted to scratch the eyes out of every gay man within clawing distance of her press-on nails. Finally her top blew as she shrieked, “How could you!?!” Pat remained totally calm. That kiss lingered on both of us, and he calmly swiveled around in his chair and looked her in the eyes. “I’m right where I need to be. You can go. We’re done.” With that he turned back to me, picked up his glass of lager and ‘cheers-ed’ me. She clomped away in her teetering stilettos like that heifer Beyoncé in one of her stampedes, and the patio erupted in another round of cheers and applause. I’d never seen Pat smile so large. He had this deer-in-the-headlights look, probably wondering what the hell he’d just done. But he also smiled and looked relieved -and then downed the rest of his beer. “I can’t believe I just did that,” he told, suddenly looking a little panicky. “My whole life is going to flip upside-down.” I took a slow sip of my cocktail and then tried to give him the most reassuring expression I could muster. “I’m not going to lie. There’s probably no back-tracking from that, but, now you are free to live life the way you want to live.” He released a big sigh and sat back looking content again. “I never would have planned it, and really never considered it. But I’m happier with you than I have been with anyone else. You’re just easy for me to be around.” “Nah, I’m just easy,” I teased, throwing him a smile. Returning with a large smile, he leaned forward and reached for my hand and pierced me with his intense gaze, the one that lured me in that very first time. “As much as I like that side of you, because it does turn me on, I like you for the person you are, too. You never did anything that I didn’t want to do, and just seemed to lead me down the right path.” I felt a little guilty that I had sort of manipulated things before, and it was time to clear my conscience. I just hoped that he wouldn’t hate me for it. “Look, I have to tell you something. I didn’t just go into this as a hole for you to use.” “Don’t talk about yourself like that,” he told me sternly. “After that first time, I hoped and tried to plan things to get you to this point. None of it was by accident.” “So?” he asked, shrugging his wide shoulders. “We’re here, aren’t we? That’s all I care about. You set me free.” After another round of drinks we decided to skip the brunch so we could get back to my place. His dick had been throbbing painfully in his tight jeans almost the entire time we were sitting there and he said he needed in me again. As soon as we were in the front door he was all over me. The straight man has left the building, gentlemen! I did it -I corrupted him - permanently! He kissed me with a passion I had long forgotten. That’s one thing about just being a glory-hole pig -dick goes in hole is what usually happens for me. No complaints on that, but there is often a lack of this kind of connection, meaningful and passionate. His tongue snaked into my mouth and surrounded my own, our mouths becoming sloppy with our intense wet kisses. I could feel Pat’s hardness pressing into my stomach while my own throbbed in my pants. I could also feel my butt hole oozing his wetness from earlier and I just knew that I needed more. As if he could sense what was going through my mind, Pat lifted me into his arms and carried me to the bed, stripped his clothing in record time, his cock throbbing and bobbing out in front of him. And then he helped me strip out of mine, after which he tossed me over so that I was ass-up and ready to be penetrated. And that’s when he surprised me again. Instead of feeling his cock urgently slamming into me, I felt his tongue licking the wetness around my used sloppy pig hole. His tongue action was initially tentative, no doubt trying it out to see if it would gross him out, but I know in his mind he remembered how good it felt when I rimmed him, and soon he was delving in deeper, probing for his seed and opening me up even more. He was even growling the deeper he went, which was an amazing turn-on! I found myself panting and moaning, thrusting my ass back towards him and he finally took mercy on me and moved up to his knees so he was between my legs and then teased my opening with his dick head. After only a minute or so of this, with me trying desperately to thrust myself back onto him, he finally gave in and buried himself to the hilt. We both let out a growl and a roar, and Pat held still for a second, loving the feel of being fully engulfed by my ass. His hands on my hips anchored me in position, and squeezed me in a way that made me feel possessed by this man. And then he fucked. And fucked. Wow, did he fuck me. Pat took to new activities like a pro, and he was fucking my ass like he’d fucked ass his entire life. Nobody has ever used my hole like he did. Although not the largest cock, his size and shape was just right to fill me perfectly, hitting all of the right spots up inside me to have me sweating like a pig and moaning like a cheap whore. It just shows that size does not always matter - it truly is a matter of how one uses it. The sweat flying off of Pat’s magnificent body splattered my torso, which made the fuck that much hotter. Our skin was smacking together so loudly that I’m sure the neighbors could hear every movement we made (in case they missed our moans and groans). After about fifteen minutes I knew he was getting close. Pat gripped my hips tighter and began to piston fuck my ass, hard and deep. It was heavenly. “Oh, fuck, breed me!” I begged. He growled behind me and then roared, “Here it fucking comes! Take my load!” I could tell he was holding back. No doubt he was a bit conflicted in that he couldn't reconcile labeling me with the degrading names that I love to hear when a man is balls-deep inside my ass with the fact that he liked me. “Come on, don’t hold back,” I encouraged him. “You know what I want to hear.” He growled again and then shouted, “Take it, take my load you fucking whore! Fuck, you’re such a slutty cumdump, take my fucking cum!” With that his balls exploded into me, triggering my own orgasm. My hole quaked and spasmed around his dick as my balls drained, milking every single drop of baby juice from him into me. We collapsed after a minute, his entire body resting on top of mine. It was a little difficult to breathe but it felt so good at the same time. His cock remained hard up inside of me, and he didn’t pull out. Our wet skin slipped against one another and felt so damn sexy, I couldn’t help but stay aroused. as apparently was also true of Pat, as his cock never softened in the slightest, and after catching his breath he raised up just onto his elbows so he wasn’t smothering me, and then again started to pump my cummy hole. He kissed the back of my neck, and then began to lick it, tasting my sweat. Then, resting his head on my left shoulder next to my ear and murmured “I know you want more, and I’m going to give it to you. I know just what you want. You want me to use you like a whore, right? You like me using you like that?” “Fuck yeah,” I grunted. “I’ll play along. I like you that way, too. As long as I get in you whenever I need.” After saying that he went about slam-fucking me as hard and deep as he could, and eventually exploded another load of hot sticky cum into my guts. Afterwards we lay there panting, his dick finally softening slightly before finally exiting my hole. Pat rolled over onto his back and stared up at the ceiling, a huge smile on his handsome face. And then he rolled again and dug a butt plug out of the night stand and stuffed it up my sloppy hole. When it was in tight, he gave it a playful slap. “There. Keep my babies in there where they belong,” he said with a huge grin. Damn, he was learning very quick. I felt my stomach flip as I thought how I could love this man. Physically he was easy to love, but we also shared a very strong connection, and I knew there was more to us than just sex. “I don’t want this to ever end,” he told me, laying his head on the pillow next to mine. “It doesn’t have to. I’ve told you before, I’ll do anything you want.” “I’ve gotten all kinds of dirty thoughts since we started fooling around, and they’re only getting more vivid the more things we do. I want to do more with you. I want us to really do more.” “How much more?” I asked eagerly. He grinned shyly but didn’t hold back. “It felt really good sliding my dick into you with my cum already in there. Would you be willing to let some other guys fuck you? So I can see what it’s like sliding into their loads?” As if he even needed to ask!

Personally, I would be talking to your Dr about PREP, simply because if you are worried about him being poz, it will keep you safe from the bug... And, as you know, there is nothing like feeling raw cock in you, and especially, raw cock releasing its load

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.

Part One: A Blinking Light ********************************************** A bump in the road snapped me back to reality. It was nothing more than a gravel driveway, and I slowly navigated the darkness, the crunching sound of tire on stone and rock the only audible noise, heading for my destination. My stomach lurched with every tiny bump and pothole I hit. Yes, I was really doing this. My mind began to wander back again to our conversation just a few minutes previously. I had been driving when the telltale flash of my phones status light told me I had a message, that distinct orangish hue indicating it was from Grindr. I was in the middle of nowhere so I did what I shouldn't have and flicked open the app. He had started simply enough with a "hey man," and little did I know it would be anything but simple from there on out. As I always do, I flipped to his profile to see what I was dealing with: no picture, 46, 6'0", 145#, top, right now, positive. My pulse quickly sped up with that last part. It didn't say undetectable. Ordinarily no picture means instant dismissal but a guy on Grindr who straight up said positive was a rare find indeed! Of course guys who say positive often mean undetectable, but still the thrill of his stats (that one in particular) had me intrigued enough to respond. "Hi there." "You looking for some fun sexy stud? Slightly older guy here, but always ready to please." Slightly corny, but okay, I was still horned. "Depends on what you have in mind for me." Vague and elusive, I wanted him to give me more so that even if he turned out to be one of the thousands of flakes, at least I'd have something to beat off to when I get home. "Looking to slide inside a young buck such as yourself and ride him until I unleash my seed inside." A barebacker it sounded like, just my type of response! But now for the real test. "Sounds hot, you got any pics to share?" My phone fell silent for a moment. I knew it, he was one of those guys who probably hit up everyone in range just to amuse himself. I set the phone back down and returned myself to the task at hand of driving, though I noticed with slight amusement that he had definitely gotten the blood flow going down there. And then the steady pulsing of the notification light returned. He had responded. Oh fuck! His pictures took my growing uncut 7-inch piece straight to a solid state. His first pic was a full body shot. He was definitely rocking a semi-wasted look. He was thin with a hint of rib cage showing beneath his well-tanned skin, a nice but not too thick pellet of fur on his chest. His face was slightly gaunt, a thick but trimmed beard and a buzzed head. Thin, hairy, and veiny legs supported him, but his cock... my god, it was true what they said about wasting men--it makes their cocks more impressive. It looked long, uncut like mine, with an ample shaft but a quite impressive head that definitely flared out under the hood. It was the type of head, much thicker than the shaft, that would create that feel of a suctioning plunger inside an ass. There was a second picture, an even more impressive close-up of his wonderful monster. Now clearly hard and pointing at an erect and upright angle the head looked solidly larger than the shaft as I had noticed from the first picture, and just the tip of his piss slit peaking through the opening of his foreskin with a succulent and substantial strand of precum dangling down. I was sold. I responded with a picture of myself and one of my ass, as clearly that would be the most interesting part of me to him. I am a pretty good looking guy if you can get me to admit it. I stand 28, 5'11", 179#, fit though not muscular or ripped, but well exercised from all the sports I play. My chest is smooth, my skin a lightly tanned color, and my ass nice and firm--a slight bubble to it--and just a hint of fuzz on it. "Boy, I would love to be inside that beautiful pink hole, unleashing my seed inside you." "Fuck yeah man. It sounds like you play raw and shoot positive seed, right?" Again my phone fell silent. Had I perhaps broached that topic too quickly? I'm not one for small talk usually, but maybe this time should I have held off slightly, let the conversation develop more? The flash returned. "Prefer raw here, boy. My cock doesn't appreciate plastic. Oh, and my seed will change you - if that's what you want." Fuuuuuuck. It was. "It is, but your cock looks quite large, not sure that head will make it in!" "It's the hardest part to take, but once it's in, you'll never want it out." "Where are you?" This time there was no pause. Up popped the little map clip with the marker. Holy hell, he was just a few miles ahead. I was on a state road, but at 11:00 PM it was all but deserted and dark from the thick woods on either side. I had driven this road many times and had never noticed a house along my drive. "Looks like I'm driving toward you now and would arrive at your place in about five minutes. Is that too quick an arrival?" "Not at all. That cock pic is me - now. I'm ready if you are, boy." "Then I guess I'll see you shortly!" "Fuck yeah boy. Just be sure, 'cause I don't stop once I start, and once I'm in my head doesn't soften until it has unleashed its load inside you." Music to my ears. "I want it." "See you soon." And now, just a few minutes later, here I was, his small house in front of me, deep back in the woods. I parked, turned-off the Jeep, and took a deep breath. Last chance. I opened the door and stepped out into the crisp, cold, late-night air of a fall evening. Another deep breath and a pause. I turned and walked to the door and knocked. A few seconds later I heard footsteps approach the door. A hand on the knob, and the door opened. "Come on in," a voice said from inside. The room was dark, I couldn't see him in there. One last deep breath. I stepped inside.

It was one of those nights when you just have to get online and get your dick in a hole. You know the ones I'm talking about. The cum is boiling in your nuts, waiting for release after a few days. I had a four-day load to deliver. I found my target on A4A. At 22, he was just a year younger than me. I unlocked. He unlocked. Cute little blond guy, nice muscley ass, trimmed pubes, blue eyes. Perfect. I didn't point out to him that my profile said "Anything Goes." He didn't ask about HIV. He just wanted fucked, and I had the 7.5 uncut inches he wanted. I had found out a few weeks ago after a year of fucking around bareback as a bottom. Viral load was high as shit. I knew I wanted to infect the little guy, but would let him decide. I got to his place and in no time we were naked on the futon in his living room. He slobbered all over my dick, I ate his ass. He was moaning and I knew it was my chance. With his hole nice and wet and my cock dripping precum like a motherfucker, I pressed the head of my dick against his hole. "You clean?" he asked. "Just showered before I came" I said, laughing to get him at ease. I just pushed with my cock, and he willingly offered his hole. "Just don't cum in me" he said. I didn't say anything, and just pressed on in. His tight little neg hole wrapped around my dick like a warm glove, and I started to go to town. I rammed in hard, making sure it was rough so he'd tear a little and his blood would accept the precum. He cried out in pain, but I wasn't in the mood for mercy and he didn't want it anyway. He wanted my "clean" dick up his ass, raw. Stupid, reckless bitch never even mentioned condoms. I started pistoning his little neg fuckhole with my thick, uncut dick. He moaned and met each thrust by pushing back with his hungry hole. He'd make a good little poz bitch. "You like my big raw dick up your ass, slut?" "Fuck yeah" he panted. "Just don't cum in me." I didn't say a word. I just kept fucking the poor little guy as hard as I could. I was sweating all over, and my precum was lubing his hot little hole real good. It made me even harder to know that the precum I was oozing into him with each thrust was already feeding millions of virus cells into his gut. I flipped him over onto his stomach and started driving deep against his prostate. He kept groaning and saying "fuck yeah!" Finally I knew I was ready to infect my first bottom, just like I had been infected. Each time my balls slapped against his ass, the tingle grew stronger. I knew I couldn't hold back long. He sensed I was close and said, "Don't cum in me." I responded by slamming in as hard as I could a few times. "FUCK!" he shouted. "FUCK ME! YEAH!" I went back to rough fucking the shit out of him, and after a minute or so it was time. I started panting, "oh yeah, oh yeah." "Don't cum in me" he repeated. "Shut up" -- I just said it, and I knew he wanted my "neg" load. "Here it cums" I said. I felt it boil up inside my balls, my gut, and out through my dick. "FUCK YEAH!" I let it go, and started shooting four days worth of cum up his hole. I felt my cock swell as it started to pump billions of virus cells into him. Squirt after squirt went into him, spraying cum against the inside of his damaged, bleeding ass. I couldn't stop cumming, thinking of how I was infecting him right then and there. Finally I fell on top of him, my cock still hard and oozing the rest of my toxic cream into him. I just laid there on him, giving him time to absorb his gift. Eventually I went soft and fell out of his ass, but I made sure to use my fingers to shove any cum that came out back into him. I wanted to make sure that the virus got into his blood like it was supposed to. We fucked four more times that night, each time with him begging for the cum he had asked me not to fill him with. Finally I got in my car to go home. I felt a second of regret, but right away I knew that was stupid. The reckless little bitch got what he deserved. He could have asked for a condom. Instead he got huge amounts of HIV-laced semen shot into him. He pozzed himself and I just happened to be the lucky guy who got to feed it to him. I went home, got on A4A, changed to "safe only," and waited for more reckless stupid bitches to not ask for a condom and let my cum knock them up.

woof!!! i would love a load by mail... never had one before... by mail...

Point taken. I have noticed that ABS's in smaller cities or more suburban areas usually closet cases, while in places like NYC it is more of a mix.

I wouldn't put ABS and sex clubs/baths in the same category. For me, they are very different experiences. I encounter a lot less 'shopping' at ABS and more sex. I guess if we had a dark room in Portland OR that might be different? As it is, there is the visual element at a bath/club, so rules of attraction kick in for many. At an ABS, i typically do not leave a booth the whole time I'm there, lots of GH sex, which often turns into a shared booth, but always initiates through a GH. I also think the guys who frequent ABS are more likely to be 'straight' or Bi, but more closeted... guys who would not go to a gay club because they do not identify as such or want to be identified as gay. I think there is something about the neutral anonymity of a ABS that attracts a very different guy. Not unusual for me to be sucking or getting fucked by a guy through a GH while he watches straight porn. I've never seen straight porn at a bath house.

I could not find the whole video anywhere (that I am allowed to link here), but you can see the super hot creampie in the promo video here. Jack Hunter has a really impressive cock. Cody Quest begs for the load and gets it.

He has a husband and I have a boyfriend so I think its just going to be sex but he does seem a bit smitten with my ass

I've been working a lot of hours lately, trying to build up some cash reserves, so I haven't been online as much as I’d like. But I want to tell you about the last time my boyfriend Steve and I went out to play. We didn't really have anything in mind other than both being horny and hoping to meet up with someone into threesomes. We went to JR’s which isn't really our favorite place—too crowded and snooty. But the guys who go there are usually cute. It seems to attract a younger crowd than most places in Dallas. We met this kid who turned out to be a senior at SMU. So I'm thinking he's 21 or 22 at the oldest. His name was Brian. He was kinda short—5'7”—curly brown hair, with a big smile, and great personality. Besides that he had a cute Butt and a nice bulge in his Levi’s. We talked a while—each bought the others a round of beer. But it's hard to talk with it so loud; and besides, Steve and I wanted to do more than talk. Steve suggested we go outside to smoke a joint. We walked and talked, sharing the weed as we went. Steve got right to the point and asked Brian if the three of us could go over to his hotel. He'd already told us where he was staying, and it wasn't too far. The guy jumped at the suggestion. We hopped in Steve's car and drove over. When we got in his room we fell on the bed in a tangle. We were all over each other. He was obviously horny, feeling good, and ready to play. Of course, we wanted to POZ him. We got out of our duds pretty quickly. Steve and I went to work on Brian. I sucked his Dick, and Steve licked his Balls. I swung around to the 69 position, more to get out of Steve's way than because I wanted my Dick sucked. Steve took the cue and turned his attention to Brian's Ass. He poked his tongue in good and deep and pulled Brian back upon him. Brian moaned, having the time of his life—and, more important, let his guard down. I moved off his Dick to lick his Balls—nibbling them gently so that Brian couldn’t decide if he was feeling pleasure or pain. Steve had two fingers up Brian’s Butt, and the Youth responded by alternately rimming and finger-fucking me. Steve changed position. His Dick was aimed squarely at Brian's Butthole. Steve spat into his palm, held it out to me, and my saliva blended with his. He rubbed our Spit onto his Shat and Brian's Manpussy and plowed in. "Don't you have a condom?" Brian didn't like being barebacked. "You're safe aren't you? I mean, I'm not gonna catch anything from you, am I?" Steve had to throw him off guard. “I’m clean. And I always fuck safe." Damn, I coulda shot right then! My face was inches away from where my Boyfriend's Dick was sliding in and out of this cute healthy guy. I knew Steve was aiming to POZ him. Steve pumped him long and slow for a while. I went to work on his Balls and Nips while kissing him—keeping him distracted while Steve went in for the Kill. Steve tensed up and got that glassy look he always does when he’s about to shoot. After Steve pulled out, I slipped in. I love fucking a Dude whom someone’s just Creamed. It's so hot screwing a NEG Manhole bathed in the Lube of another’s POZ Cum. I was so boned up I didn't last long. Steve and I lay down on our bellies, and Brian fucked us. He felt good inside me—even though I'd just shot my Wad. What may have been the last NEG Load of his nubile life erupted in Steven. We all dozed on his bed for a while. When we awoke it was time for Round Two. Again Stevie and I fucked our POZ Loads into him. I went first. Again Brian waited until he had both our Loads in him before he shot—fucking his creamy NEG spooge into me. We wished Brian well at SMU (and prayed that we’d POZZED him). When we got home we were still horned over sharing the Gift that Keeps on Giving. We had to celebrate by Trading Strains one more time.

The young lad (John as I found out later) I had the session with a couple of summers ago soon turned into a regular fuck buddy. At 19, he was a surprisingly dirty little fucker who was always up for having his limits pushed (or preferably busted wide open) and I was always happy to oblige if I could. Even though he’d seen my biohazard tattoo the first time we played (he could hardly miss it since its right next to my dick and he’d sucked on that for ages before I’d fucked him and left my dirty seed in his hole), he never asked me to rubber up and I’d never offered to either. He was the same with my poz mates once I started to share him with them. He was always up for getting fucked and fucking us if we were in the mood (I always was) and he never asked them to play safe despite their equally prominent biohazard tatts. We guessed he either wasn’t bothered about us being poz or was a chaser. Either way, we were all happy to be fucking a horny young guy as nature intended. It didn’t come as much as a surprise to me then when about 3 weeks after his arse had got some particularly heavy use during session in which he taken loads from me, the guy who pozzed me (Mal), and another poz mate of mine (Dave), that John began complaining that he felt too ill (a really bad cold he thought) to come over to my place to play with us the next time we got together. Course, we guessed straight off that it was fuck flu but we didn’t say anything until he was feeling better when I took him off to the local clinic to get tested. When he got his results through (poz naturally), he actually seemed pleased. Perhaps that wasn’t too much of a surprise because he was turning out to be a bit of a twisted fucker (so nice in such a young lad). After all, he said, it added a new dimension to the fun he was having elsewhere. My curiosity tweaked, he told me that regularly had sessions with girls his own age and older women as well as blokes. Although I’ve never fucked women, knowing that this young poz fucker was going to be spreading his dirty seed around boys and girls got my cock twitching and I was almost shot my load there and then when he told me that he also played with his brother (sometime just the 2 of them and sometimes with a girl or boy they both fancied). Thing was, he said, that his brother (Paul) wouldn’t let him fuck him any more and hadn’t done for about 4 years. Since Paul hit 18 (he was 3 years older than John), John had had to get used to getting his arse fucked regularly but not getting anything in return. Understandably, John got pissed off about this. He was very versatile lad and having a dick in him usually got him so horny that he needed to fuck a hole too. Obviously, this wasn’t too much of a problem if him and Paul playing with a third and John had got fucked but if it was just the two of them together, then poor old John ended up having to jack off on his own once Paul had used his arse. Naturally, the sicko pervert in me wanted John to have his fun with Paul’s hole, particularly now that John was poz, because family fun scenes have always got me horny and the idea of one brother stealthing another got me very horny indeed. John agreed that it was a pretty sick fantasy but one he’d love to try out just to see how much sick it was. When I told Mal and Dave what went on at John’s house, Mal said he wasn’t surprised. Paul was, he told me, mates with one of the apprentices at the factory where Mal worked and, although they’d only bumped into each other a couple of times when they’d been out in town drinking, Mal had got the impression that Paul was a total slut who didn’t much care what he fucked (man, woman, or animal) just as long as the hole was tight and he could dump his load in it. It must be pretty frustrating, Mal said, knowing that you’re never going to get the chance to breed a hole but all the time being expected to give yours up to your brother every time he felt the need to dump his load. Who couldn’t agree with that sentiment? Things sort of muddled along from that point with the four of us. Mal, Dave and I played just as we always had. John joined in either one-on-one or with the 3 of us as he wanted or didn’t as the case might be. At other times, he was fucking around on his own, no doubt spreading the bug far and wide in the process. All the time though, something was gnawing away at the back of my brain. All the time, I was wondering how I could set up a session that would end up with John fucking Paul while Mal, Dave, and I watched or, preferably joined it to charge his hole as much as possible in one sitting. John’s 21st birthday eventually came to the rescue. We’d simply get Paul into my playroom and using friendly persuasion get him to let John have a birthday fuck. John was up for it and so were Mal and Dave. How we three would end up fucking him after John was another matter. After all he wasn’t giving it up to his younger brother so the chances of him giving it up to 3 blokes he’d either hadn’t met before or didn’t know that well all of whom have biohazard tatts and are into raw fucking were probably pretty remote without the use of drugs, force, subterfuge or more likely all three. We fixed up for John and the rest of us to go out for a birthday drink about 2 weeks before his birthday. Mal was due to be away on the day itself so we had to bring the party forward so that we could all get the chance to use Paul if the opportunity presented itself. We met up in town as arranged. Mal, Dave, and I were already in the bar when John and Paul arrived. Paul oozed a kind of sexual cockiness that got both my hole and my dick twitching. I knew he had had the same effect on Dave when our eyes met and he gave me a wink. Mal, unusually for him, didn’t seem that interested. I guessed that might be due to him having met Paul before. Perhaps he was just used to him and his attitude. Then again, perhaps he really wasn’t that interested in Paul. We had a bit to drink and then headed off to a club nearby. The mood was really good and Mal was beginning to be a bit chattier than he had been at the start of the evening. Paul was a laugh - a jack the lad who really fancied himself but not too in your face about it. Dave and I agreed that we both wanted to fuck him come what may. We weren’t too sure whether despite the fun we were having at the club Paul would be up for it so we thought that it might be a case of restraining him in my sling (assuming we could get him in there for John to use) and then having a go at his hole ourselves. A ball gag would keep him quiet if he got too vocal. Either that or we’d force feed him some poppers and see if that improved his mood. Mal was still playing it very cool and Dave and I both thought that he’d probably not come back with us at the end of the night which should have been a shame as he’s a brilliant fuck and loves dirty talk when he’s fucking a neg hole. John, Dave and I were relieved at the end of the night when Mal said he’s come back to mine for a night cap before heading off home. He said that he had to get up early for work but he’d not mentioned that to me before so I guessed he really wasn’t into Paul and would make his excuses and leave before the fun started. Once back at my place, we got some beers and sat down in front of the tv. I put a porn dvd on –bareback stuff of course. Paul grinned, squeezed his dick through his jeans and settled back to watch. John needed to piss and so left the room. While he was gone I turned to Paul and asked, ‘How come you don’t let John fuck you?’ Paul chuckled and replied, ‘I see he’s been talking to you about what goes on at home.’ ‘Yeah,’ I said. Paul continued, ‘Dunno. We used to fuck each other when we were younger but I sorta grew out of it. I’ve been almost totally top for a couple of years now and it just didn’t feel right letting my baby brother fuck me.’ ‘OK,’ I said, ‘Do other guys fuck you?’ ‘You offering?’ Paul asked. ‘Nah,’ I laughed, ‘Just curious I guess. Mal, Dave and I all play together so was just being nosey about how it worked in other people’s relationships.’ ‘You’ve all fucked John I hear. At least that’s what he says,’ said Paul. ‘Sure have,’ said Dave. ‘Good isn’t he?’ Paul smiled. ‘Sure is,’ we all said at once. ‘He’s fucked me and Dave,’ I said. ‘Yeah?’ said Paul. ‘Yeah. He’s a good fuck both ways,’ Dave added. ‘Well he was from what I remember,’ Paul said, ‘but lately I only know what he’s like to fuck.’ At this point, John came back into the room and things quietened down. We focussed on the dicks pounding away at tight holes on the tv screen. Suddenly, Mal said, ‘John, you wanna fuck Paul for you’re birthday treat?’ ‘Sure do,’ said John. We laughed out loud. ‘Well,’ said Mal, ‘You gonna let him?’ Nah,’ said Paul. ‘I prefer it when he’s taking it like my bitch.’ ‘Go on, mate,’ said Dave, ‘He’s only 21 once and he’s been complaining for months that he never gets to fuck you.’ ‘Yeah,’ I added, ‘If you let him fuck you this once perhaps he’ll shut up about it and give us all a break.’ Paul just laughed and added, ‘It ain’t gonna happen.’ We all fell silent again and go back to the tv. Mal pulled his dick out of his trousers and started playing with his it. It’s not the biggest or thickest dick I’ve seen but it is one of the best looking and the heavy guage PA that Mal wears just adds to the overall attractiveness. John took things one step further. He stripped off his clothes and came over to where Dave and I were sitting. He knelt in front of us and took turns sucking us. I looked over to where Paul was sitting and he was watching his baby brother acting like a whore and then switching his attention to Mal’s dick, then back to John, and then back to Mal. Getting up, he moved over to where Mal was sitting and tried to suck his dick. ‘Fuck you,’ said Mal, ‘You’re not having any of this unless John gets to fuck you.’ ‘Don’t be like that mate,’ said Paul. ‘I’m not being like anything,’ Mal went on, ‘I’m well into brother/brother scenes and you’re not playing so you can fuck off if you think you’re getting any of this without doing something for me first.’ ‘For fuck’s sake,’ said Paul. ‘John get over here and fuck me.’ John duly obliged and while Paul stripped I went and got some poppers and lube. I got back to find Paul on his back with his legs up in the air and John with his tongue buried in Paul’s hole. They were the only ones naked at this stage. The rest of us had our dicks out but were still clothed as we didn’t want Paul to see our tatts. I passed the poppers round and Paul took a big hit. John looked up and we all saw Paul’s hole open and pulsing gently. John greased his dick and, putting the head next to Paul’s lips, thrust forward. His dick slid easily into Paul’s hole and John started pumping away at his brother’s cunt. Mal moved over to where Paul was getting fucked and began to whisper in his ear. I couldn’t hear what was being said but Paul looked totally blessed out by the poppers, the dick in his arse, and Mal’s words of encouragement. Dave and I sat back and enjoyed the show. John didn’t last too long. His thrusts became more frenzied and his breathing hoarser and hoarser. Suddenly, his body arched and he unloaded his poisoned load deep into his brother’s gut. Mal said to me, ‘Get a butt plug.’ I did and once John had pulled his dick out of big brother’s hole slid the plug in. Dave and I stripped off our clothes and went over to where John was lying on the floor, panting. We got him on all fours and while I sucked on his hole Dave shoved his dick down his throat making him gag. Paul, coming down from the fucking he’d just got, started sucking on Mal’s dick at the same time as watching Dave and I play with his baby brother. Suddenly, his eyes bugged out. I guessed he’d seen our biohazard tatts. ‘What the fuck?’ he shouted taking his mouth off Mal’s dick. ‘Get some fucking rubbers, you two,’ he said to Dave and me. ‘Bro, they’re poz,’ he added, ‘Don’t let them fuck you.’ Knowing that I’d got his attention, I slid into John’s arse and began slowly to fuck it, pulling almost all the way out and them slamming back in. Paul tried to get up but Mal put both hands on the back of Paul’s head and pushed it roughly down on to his dick. ‘Shut the fuck up,’ he said, ‘and let them do John the way he wants it.’ Paul struggled but wasn’t able to escape. His eyes were fixed on the sight of his brother being used in the mouth and the arse by 2 poz guys. Mal started to talk to him as slid his dick back and forward in Paul’s mouth. ‘Your brother loves it raw, mate, and you’ve been fucking him raw for ages without even knowing that we knocked him up. Now he’s put his dirty seed in your arse so you need to worry about that more than what’s gonna happen to him if he gets another load in the cunt from those two.’ I was getting pretty turned on by what was happening and, as much as I wanted to use Paul’s hole, I wanted to cum as quickly as possible. Pounding away at John, I shot my load in him and we collapsed on to the floor. Suddenly, Mal was standing up and stripping of his clothes. ‘See that?’ he asked Paul pointing to his tatt, ‘I’m a poz daddy and I bred all three of them and now I’m gonna do the same to you.’ ‘No, please,’ whimpered Paul. ‘Too late, mate, replied Mal, ‘You’ve got one dirty load up there already and now your gonna get an arse full from all of us.’ Getting Paul on all fours, Mal pulled the butt plug out of Paul’s arse. Paul’s hole began to contract. Grabbing Paul by the hair and pulling his head back, Mal took control of him and positioned his PA next to Paul’s already bruised cunt lips. ‘Tell me you don’t want it, you fucking slut,’ said Mal through clenched teeth. Paul said nothing and Mal forced his dick into Paul’s chute. What followed was one of the most brutal fucks I’ve ever witnessed. Mal was like a man-possessed, fucking way at Paul like he was a worthless piece of meat. Paul knelt there and took it. On all fours, he was like a dumb animal, simply kneeling and taking the beating his master was giving him. Once Mal had unloaded in him, Dave mounted him and fucked him hard too while John and I licked the cum and cunt juice off Mal’s softening dick. We both saw traces of red in the sweet sticky mess that coated Mal’s dick and we smiled at one another, knowing that the PA had ripped up Paul’s gut. After Dave had finished, we examined his dick as we cleaned it up and itwas bright red with Paul’s blood. Mal shoved the butt plug back into Paul’s arse and told him to keep it in place until he was told he could take it out. What had happened to Paul was the most amazing transformation I’ve ever seen. He’d gone from a self-assured cocky top to worthless cum dump in the matter of a few brutal minutes. All night, we used him. Whenever we wanted, we took the butt plug out and fucked him. By the end of it, he was thanking us for each poisoned load we gave him. We were happy to oblige. I think John used him 3 times. I managed 2 loads up him. Mal and Dave did too. Mal’s second fuck was almost as awesome as the first and left Paul’s cunt battered and bleeding even more than it was first time round. The butt plug stayed in place until we sent him home late the following day. It’s difficult to know whether it was that session that bred him or whether it was the regular fucks he got off Mal but one way or another Paul ended up converting. And now he’s much more willing to give his arse up to blokes who need to use a hole to make themselves cum. His willingness to share his cum his greater than ever but now there’s a real sting in the tail when he shoots. I’m glad to have played my part in making it that way and I'm always up for helping out when I can.

I'm not sure the right words have been "invented" yet that will let me describe how I feel after reading this one. As you know Toon, all of your work puts me in awe. You have some magical skill of putting me either there in your stories, watching and sometimes you even put me into one of the characters. You always seem to find the right words and sentences to make the picture so vivid. With this latest work Toon, Lyle and Jeff are brought to life. Even though Jeff died long ago, he lives again in your words, on this screen. You made him as beautiful as he really was for me. You captured not only his physical beauty, but you also captured his emotional beauty. As well as capturing the emotions and the value of our meeting to me. I don't wish the story to be about me. I lived it. I want the story to be of our experience. Nor do I want the reader to think of me. But to think and see the experience of having someone like this or an experience like this be in their lives. Toon, your gifts make me proud of you and for you!! More than you know! And I'm always honored to be able to be a reader of your work!! Your talent makes your light so bright. It amplifies your strength, your beauty, and shows your heart! 143!

A hairy ass is definitely sexy, but I'm addicted to bears so of course I think that. lol hairy is more manly to me.

Part Five: The Weight Was Worth It ************************************************ My eyes continued to bring this new arrival into focus and I examined what was obviously about to become a twisted new player in this turn of events. He stood there, wasted just as much as my gifter, thin and boney, clearly older, marked with the same display of blotchy lesions and a thick cut cock pointing straight out in front of him. A large barbell piercing lodged in his cut head, his cock obviously thicker than my gifter's, but without the oversized head. In fact, his head was more or less a small triangle that quickly reached it's maximum width as it blended into the shaft. His erect weapon appeared to be ever so slightly shorter in length, but this time there would be no respite for my ass ring once he was inside me as his shaft maintained its thickness the entire way to his crotch. The piercing clearly had some heft as, despite being fully erect, his cock seemed "head heavy", quite a feat considering the head was just a minor part of him. The barbell was parallel to his cock, with the front ball angled downward from his piss slit, and the rear ball clearly visible on the underside of where his head met shaft. He began to move forward toward the bed. "He's quite the noise maker. Good thing no one lives nearby. Mmmm, quite a looker too. What's your name boy?" My name? It was then I realized that not since the first blink of my phones notification light had I or the man still lodged in me ever exchanged names; my ass wasn't just full of his cum, it was full of anonymous AIDS. And now it was time to put names to faces. My raspy voice from my now very dry throat forced out a reply. "Cameron." "That's a great name. I'm Tom. You've clearly already met Gary." Clearly. "Sounds like you two have been having quite the night. It was the hottest thing I've seen, watching the two of you fuck standing up downstairs." He had been watching us? What the fuck? I had neither seen nor heard hint of a voyeur in the room, but he definitely knew what we had been up to. On cue, Gary--I now had a name for the man who possessed ever inch of my torn, battered, bleeding, and coated rectum--joined in the conversation. "That's right boy, Tom and I enjoy watching each other. It's why we always keep the room dark, so no one notices the other one of us off to the side. And then, if and when we've moved ourselves upstairs, two becomes three, assuming our guest hasn't already called it quits." "And with Gary's wrecking piece, you can understand how often I never get the opportunity to join in. Rarely can an ass survive his first assault, much less take him back inside for a second." Listening to Gary and then Tom was twisting my mind; they were a team, working to tag men. And if Tom's lesions were any indication, he probably carried as potent a virus as his teammate. Again, Gary's mind seemed to read mine. "And for those who make it past me and can still accept Tom in, his piercing brings with it the guarantee that your insides will be torn sufficiently to allow our lethal loads entry into your inner being. Are you ready to take this final step?" I felt his definitely soft but still sizeable head begin tugging against my outer ring as he started pulling back, clearly ready to exit my ass and make way for the metalic intruder that was now pointing over the edge of the bed, right toward my face. The pressure built, not painfully so as it had before, and then I felt a pop as my ass right suddenly opened to expel the hooded demon that had wrecked it just moments ago. He half-slid, half-rolled himself off the end of the bed, as Tom crawled forward to take his place, his cock clearly ready to destroy whatever resistance my ass muscles could still muster. I took a moment to examine him. Yes, he was definitely older, perhaps late 50s to early 60s, short white hair, a white beard, and a dusting of white chest hair on a body covered by dark, leathery skin. He had that look of being overtanned a few too many times, and stretch marks told me that once upon a time he was quite muscular, until that muscle mass had wasted away, leaving stretched and wrinkled skin and lesions behind. His thighs still had a little muscle mass, though they now served more to accent the bulging vascular features, his veins clearly popping. His penis though, as had Gary's, seemed untouched by his wasting; it was thick, solid, and definitely engorged, no doubt at the site of what had to be my gaping, wrecked ass. He moved forward slightly, his head aimed toward my hole which was still elevated by the pillow beneath me. I felt the cold metal of the front ball of his piercing arrive first as it lodged itself inside the opening presented to it. There was no resistance as it popped inside, bringing his head forward to make skin-on-skin contact. I felt my ass open just slightly as the tip of his head moved inside just far enough to bring the second ball to rest on the skin surrounding my ring. I knew he wanted me to feel his augment, his enhancement, before it moved inside. "Have you ever had a pierced cock inside you boy?" It was Gary speaking; Tom's eyes were rolling back into his head, the warmth of my hole clearly already setting his mind to task. "No." "You are in for quite a treat. The back ball is right where his cock reaches full thickness to force it into the soft walls of your ass. It will scratch and abrade you, opening paths to your inner sanctum for our cum to continue converting you." "Oh fuuuuck." It was all I could manage to say as my head fell back against the bed again. The pressure against my ass again built, but this was already a bit painful. Where Gary had lubricated me with his tongue and precum before his entrance, I was now dry outside and Tom clearly did not leak those ass-preparing juices in sufficient quantities, if at all. He continued to push forward as my ass ring painfully expanded to give him entrance, the bottom of my ring being pushed inward by the second ball seeking to join his brother inside me; I had no doubt it was going to hurt when it busted its way in. And boy was I right. Suddenly my ass gave way and the second ball broke through and his shaft suddenly slide a good inch inside as my hole pushed out slightly, attempting to reestablish normal position. As if. God he was thick; where my ass had found relief after Gary's head gave way to a more tolerably thick shaft, Tom's rigid tool wouldn't give me that moment to breathe. This painful, stretched-out feeling was going to be constant. My eyes clamped shut as he continued to move forward, his dry shaft pulling my ass ring inward as he agonizingly forced himself inside. "You're doing well boy, I'm halfway there." "Ooooooh." It was like a moan, groan, and gasp all in one. His steady push forward continued, the second ball clearly pressing itself into me as it slowly inched internally, until I felt the hint of pubic hairs begin tickling my ass while simultaneously feeling his first ball pass though my inner sphincter and the second ball slide against it. He never stopped, pushing forward as I felt my inner block give way and his metalic insert fully embed itself in my inner core. His balls came to rest against my ass as his long, dry shaft kept me fully expanded. Despite the pain, this feeling of metal inside me, pushing outward, digging in while all the while scraping and gouging my soft tissues was something I had never experienced before. It was a sensation like no other and no matter how excrutiatingly full I felt I was determined to enjoy this. And while his cock alone would have been more than enough to fill me and inseminate me, after playing so many times with unpierced cocks I had clearly already decided that the "weight" was worth it.

Part Two: The Entrance ********************************************** My eyes took a few seconds to adjust. The room was dark, but not pitch black. A subtle glow of light from the staircase in front of me made just the major details of the room in front of me barely visible. A couch stood in front of me, facing the opposing wall and what looked like a bookshelf or entertainment center. It was a living room, and had just the scent of candle smoke wafting in the air. I heard the door close and felt him come up behind me; he put his hands on the outside of my shoulders and brought his head right up behind mine. "So glad you came, boy. You're going to enjoy yourself. Why don't you lose those clothes?" He stepped back just a few feet as I shucked my overjacket, t-shirt, and track pants, and followed that up by sliding out of my sneakers. I stood there in the near dark with just a tight black jock and socks, having stayed facing the couch with him behind me. He stepped up again and I felt his fur-covered chest press hard up against my back, and a wet, prodding cock push in between my legs, nestling itself between my thighs, slightly forcing my legs apart. God, his ample acorn head felt as amazing as it looked. He wrapped his arms tight around my chest as his beard and lips began nuzzling the back of my neck. "Mmmm, you feel and smell amazing boy. My rock hard cock clearly approves." He kissed my neck, slowly nibbling from side to side, I let my head droop forward as I uttered not a word. His attention was giving my shoulders goosebumps, his hands were playing with my nipples, every now and then subtly pinching them, and I felt the wet tip of his cock ever so slightly thrusting into the back of my nutsack as his head found just that slight opening at the bottom of my jock. He pushed slightly and the tip of his hooded head began to make it a jock for two. My moans could not be misunderstood. "Feel good baby?" Normally "baby" just pisses me off but fuck it, the way I was feeling I couldn't have given a shit. "Oh god yeah, feels so fucking amazing." "Bend forward. I want to taste your hole." I leaned front and propped myself on the back of his couch. He took a step back and I could imagine him smiling at the unsullied pink hole in front of him, the one he would shortly violate, impale, and impregnate. The thought had my rock hard shaft straining painfully against the thin fabric of my jock. His warm breath against my hole gave my knees the sudden shakes. He wrapped his arms around my legs, almost steadying me in place. I heard the sound of him inhaling deeply, and then the wetness of the tip of his tongue touched my skin just below my hole. He licked slowly upward, across my hole, tailing off as he pulled back to dive back in. He repeated his licking motion, slightly harder each time. Soon it wasn't even a licking motion, it was a suctioning as his lips locked around my hole and his tongue began pushing inside. My ass greedily opened for his oral organ. As I moaned in ecstasy. His right hand loosened from around my corresponding leg and reach up to my jock, pulled the pouched upward, slowly releasing first my balls, and then my own leaking hard-on. He let the fabric snap back against my groin, my throbbing member free only for a moment, before his hand slowly wrapped around it and pulled slightly, my foreskin sliding back to reveal half of an angry red head and a pearl or two of precum. I felt a finger touch the tip and swirl around my leaking juices; I throbbed again and a bit more of my man lube oozed out as his tongue pressed deeply into my hole. He continued eating me with vigor, slurping and working my hole hard and deep while he slowly stroked my dick. I had to reach down and grab his hand to stop him; I was getting so close and it was far too soon for me to lose the contents of my own balls. He paused his oral assault, and I felt his shoulder brush my right thigh as his hand switched to his own rigid tool. "Are you ready boy? I'm starting to create a small pool of drool here." Taking another deep breath, I replied "Yes, I want to feel you inside me." He stood back up behind me, and gently pulled me back upright. But this time, as I stood, his well positioned cock head found itself sandwiched between my ass cheeks, just below the entrance to my inner body. Despite my ass feeling incredibly wet from his saliva, I could feel the wetness of his precum as his head slid easily within my crevice, painting my skin with his noxious fluid. He again wrapped his arms around me, his hairy chest again tight against my back as his hood slowed its back and forth until it was right on my hole. He gave a slight push and then it was there; against my hole, almost painfully spreading my cheeks due to its girth, and wet as anything. I knew he was ready to begin his toxic conversion of my young body. But how that painfully large head would make it through my tight ring was enough to give me pause. And then he spoke, almost as if he could read my every inner thought. "Shhh, I'll go slow, but once I start I won't stop until I'm in, and it will hurt as the base of my head finally enters you. But then it will be over and you will feel a pleasure deep inside your body you can't even imagine." And with that I felt him slowly push forward, the tip of his head emerging from under his foreskin as he slowly began to separate my opening, his piss slit ever so slightly entering my chute. His cock flexed and I heard the words that told me there was no looking back. "Mmmm, I just leaked some precum inside you. The start of my toxic seed. I've never taken a pill; there's no regimen for my strain. And there won't be for you anymore, your soft asswalls are already being lined with my death." He pulled back slightly and pushed just a little deeper this time. I knew barely half an inch was inside me, we had just begun. And he pulled back and pushed again, begin a short repeating rhythm. Each time he pushed a little further and my ring separated a bit more. Gradually I felt my hole begin to reach the limit of what it had ever opened to before, and still I knew he barely had half his head in. His rhythm continued each time pushing deeper as we stood there, him holding me tightly. My hole was beginning to feel a slightly painful stretching each time he thrust into by ass, and that pain continued to grow as, with each thrust, more of his massive knob entered me. Involuntarily I began to rise up on the front of my feet, but his bear hug tightened and he pulled me back down onto my flat feet, spreading my hole more than it had ever been before as our opposite motion slammed his head deeper than it had yet been. "Shhhh, we're getting there, don't worry, it will be in soon." My eyes closed and tightened as I tried to ignore what was becoming a significant pain as he pressed even more. A few more thrusts and then he prepared me for what was about to happen, saying "It's time, I'm going inside you now, take a deep breath. It's okay to let out a yell." He withdrew almost completely, and then began his final thrust; he was giving me the final half inch of a nearly two inch head this time. He pushed and slid forward, the stretching beginning one last time. As he again reached my point of discomfort, I tried once more to rise up but he knew I would and held me tightly. The thrust continued and a moan slowly turned into a groan of pain that grew as the pain achieved a level I had never felt. I cried out. "Oh shit, please stop. I can't go any further! It's too much," tears forming and leaking from the corner of my eyes. "Shhh, no stopping, one little last thrust." And with that his hips bucked forward and I screamed out in agony as the base of his head ripped through my opening and my poor, overstretched hole clamped down gratefully on his shaft in relief, no longer past its ripping point. I felt an instant relief from my hole, but a dull ache from my chute as that monster still stretched the soft lining of my rectum. "There we go boy, I'm in. You did it. You have my head inside you, leaking my generous AIDS lube to prepare you for a fuck you'll never forget." My knees, weak and wobbly from his breakthrough, nearly gave out, but somehow his frail body held me in place. Just two inches of head inside me, and another seven inches of shaft behind it, waiting to join its leader in the soft, wet, and warm recesses of a hole that was already doomed. His entrance was complete.

Hairy means you a guy! How in earth did we allow the fashion industry to dictate sexy is smooth only?? I am what they call a muscle bear. I take good care of my body but also do not remove my body hair. I am 150% maculine, and i am so comfortable with my manhood that i dont obssess about fucking only masculine guys (i top only). My bottom can be as fem as he wants. Or as hairy as he wants. Or as chubby as he wants. As long as he feels sexy, thats all i care about

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….

I agree with the above posters. A fuck bench is a very comfortable position for a bottom especially a hungry one. It gets you set so you rest very nicely and guys can come up and mount and meet you like animals on a stud farm. And like good breeding stock you can't even see them anyway so doesn't really matter all you know is you've got a dick in you and then another one and another one and another one and you can feel the c** dripping down your nutsack and your thighs as more and more of them breed you. But unlike a sling the bench definitely says I am breeding stock and that's the mindset you need to go into it with. As one who's been on quite a few fuck benches in my life it's an absolute sexual high that you can't beat. Especially when you can see some of the guys gathered around and hear them making comments about what a slut you are while they're jerking off watching guys use you.

I managed to avoid the gang for a while, mainly by pretending I was sick and avoiding the recreation hall. It couldn't last, of course, and I looked forward to my time with a strange mixture of fear and excitement - fear of being raped and pozzed, yet excitement at the degradation and the masochistic pleasure I was feeling. Whether it was in retaliation or just for fun, one of the gang slipped some dope in my cell. There were periodic checks, and I guess they tipped off the guards. They found it under my mattress and despite my protests they dragged me off to the punishment block. I'd heard bad things about this place and my blood ran cold as I was bundled through the door of the stone building and into an office where sat a small, ratty looking senior guard behind a desk. He grinned when the guard told him what had happened and I swear his hands shook with glee as he said. "This is the dirty little bastard came in a week ago and got knocked up by that faggot gang in the rec room, right?" The guard nodded and the one behind the desk just laughed. "The I've got just the punishment for him. Take him to the hole and put him in for a week." He looked at me with disgust. "You faggots are no better than animals. Well, time for you to swim in your perverted filth!" The guard dragged me through the door and into a small cubby hole. "Strip" He said, thumbs hooked in the belt around his fat stomach. I took off my clothes and he couldn't help licking his lips as he saw my young body. "Oh my," He said. "Are you in trouble now. With a body like that you are gonna be real popular!" And he gave a filthy laugh. Outside was a corridor and at the far end a metal door. The warder unlocked it and pulled it half open. It was pitch black inside, but the shaft of light from the door revealed it was crammed with naked, sweating bodies and the light glistened on the piss-soaked floor. The men inside shielded their eyes with filthy fingers as the guard said. "Good luck, kid." and pushed me inside. The door slammed shut and I could see nothing. It was hot and smelled of sweating bodies and piss and I was engulfed in sweating flesh as we were crammed into the small space. I tried to slide around the walls in the dark, tripping over bodies on the floor. I could hear moaning and gasping and the hairs stood up on my neck as I recognised the sounds of sex. What the hell was I going to do? I heard giggling too, and people jabbering madly and the sound of sobbing. It was like an insane asylum where people had been left naked in the dark and had descended to animals. Which is I guess what the warders intended. Suddenly a hand grabbed my ankle and I fell heavily to the floor which was writhing with naked bodies. Immediately I was engulfed, like a fly in a web as hands grabbed my arms and legs and faces pressed their lips to mine. "No...noooo!" I cried as I sank beneath the writhing, filthy tide of flesh but there was no escape. Helpless in their grip, unable to see anything in the pitch black, I could even scream as my knees were forced up to my chest as bearded face descended on mine and forced their tongue into my mouth I fat flabby flesh between my legs, hard fingers digging into my thighs and then a fat cock slid up me, it's entry made easy by the grease and cum smearing the veiny shaft. I gagged as he sank on to me, then sagged in surrender as he began to fuck me, kissing the bearded stranger and aghast at how excited this degrading experience was making me. There were bodies all round me, such that I was engulfed in sweating flesh as the unknown cock worked itself to a climax in me. The man grunted like a pig, shuddered and shot his load, then pulled out and I felt his sperm drip over my balls. Someone was lying beside me, large with heavy tits by the feel of him squashed against me. He pulled me by the arm and neck, and eager hands pulled my legs open and made me straddle his fat body. I felt hands scrabbling beneath my belly and over my sweating buttocks, and then his cock was grabbed and guided into my dripping arsehole. I groaned with pleasure and suddenly, like a revelation, saw myself impaled on a strangers cock, probably being infected by the time I left this hell-hole, and knowing I was sooo excited and enjoying my depravity. I moaned, leant forward and found his mouth with mine and reached back to spread my cheeks, allowing the fingers and tongues to find his cock where it slid in and out of me and gave myself up to pleasure...

I don't remember the rest of the day clearly, but I do remember being in my cell that night sobbing and terrified at what had happened to me. Not only the rape, but the fear that I had been infected by those men. But what could I do? The next morning, we were led out to the showers. I found myself next to the big, handsome guy from the day before as we walked to the bathrooms. "What's your name. kid?" "Danny," I replied. "Well, I'm sorry for you. Two things - you're fair game now for anyone. No-one is going to help a damaged slut. Secondly, you're probably going to get HIV, if you haven't already." He saw my pale, shocked face and squeezed my shoulder. "Deal with it, or go under." We went down to the showers and there was steam, guys laughing and shouting. The guards got us to strip and I realised people were avoiding me, looking at me and laughing and pointing. Then I saw the gang from the day before, naked and wet. I tried to hide away in the throng but they saw me, and the guy with the lazy eye grabbed his cock and waggled his hips at me as the chubby guy pointed at me and grinned evilly. We had breakfast, and then my heart sank as we were let into the recreation area. I wandered around, trying to talk to people or join in some of the card games, but nobody wanted to know me and some guys actually turned their backs on me. Then I saw the gang over by that awful cell where I had been raped and my blood ran cold. I turned to try and lose myself in the crowd and found my way blocked by a fat, black guard with a puffy face from which two piggy eyes looked at me hungrily. "Where you going, pig?" "No...nowhere, sir" I replied. He nodded to the gang. " Get over there!" "Please, sir. Don't...don't make me" He shoved my hard in the chest. "Do as you're told! Can't keep those guys waiting for some of your sweet pussy, can we?" I looked in to his sweating face and realised he was getting off on this, and was probably queer himself. He turned me around and shoved me in the back. Prisoners got out of our way, and my blood pounded in my ears as we approached the gang who lounged near the cell door. I tried one more appeal and turned to him. "Please, sir...let me go!" But then an arm went round my neck and strong arms grabbed wrists. "Thanks," I heard the lazy-eyed man whisper to the guard who licked his lips and nodded. "Get on with it, I'll just keep an eye on you, if you know what I mean?" and he literally quivered with excitement. The chubby guy whooped with pleasure and they dragged me into the cell. I struggled and kicked, but my heart wasn't really in it as I realised even the guards were enjoying my humiliation. They stripped me down and I sank to the mattress under the weight of their bodies. As they turned me over, I saw the fat guard peering inside with his flies open and a thick, black cock grasped in his fist, an expression of animal lust on his face. A finger ploughed into me with some kind of lube, and the chubby guy giggled "Sweet ass, baby! Been broken in now. Time to enjoy the ride!" He got on my back and sank heavily on to me and I yelled out with pain as his cock slid brutally into me. The lazy-eked guy was kneeling next to me holding my shoulders down with one had, whilst stroking his cock with the other. The chubby guy thrust rapidly in and out, his sweat dripping onto my neck. To my horror, I realised that my body was reacting to being fucked, with my cock rigid against the mattress and waves of pleasure spreading through my ass. I couldn't help groaning, and I heard the guard say "Well now, little bitch is getting into it, 'ain't she?" The chubby guy grunted like a pig, pushing hard into me as his cock throbbed and spurted, once again filling my rectum with toxic cum. At the same time, I came against the mattress, ashamed and disgusted as my sperm spurted under my belly in a sticky mess. They didn't notice. The guard said,"You guys better hurry up, break time's nearly up. I wanna see ol' Pete here get some." I manged to turn my head to see the thin, white guy with sunken cheeks lower his trousers and release a long, drooling cock. He grinned at the guard and as his shirt came open, I saw a scorpion tattooed on his belly above his cock. He stretched out on my back and I felt his ribs and dry skin on mime. The others dragged my legs further apart as he got into position, his bony knees on the back of my thighs. "Yeah! That's what I'm talking about!" Said the guard crouching down to watch as Pete's cock slid easily up my lubed, dripping hole. "Knock the little bastard up good!" Pete began to fuck me, his breath wheezing in my ear and spittle drooling onto my cheek. I could feel the bones in his hips sticking into my buttocks each time he and someone reached in under his ass and fingers probed around the base of his cock where it entered me. "Here it comes, you little slut!" He croaked and then gasped and coughed as his cock throbbed in me and I knew I was being impregnated by this old, diseased criminal. He finished and slid off me and I sobbed quietly into the mattress, determined not to let them see my despair. "Break time's over!" They left. I made to get up, but the guard drew his night stick and pointed it at me. "Not you, slut. Git on your knees!" I turned and knelt down, resting my head on my arms, bare ass upraised. I felt the guard's heavy body behind me. "Wow, they shore filled you up good, boy. Jess hold still, this won;t take long." His thick, swollen cock probed my puffy, slimey asshole then slid up me until I could feel his heavy belly against my buttocks. "Oh yeah! Oh fuck!" He gasped."Gonna cum!" Snorting like a pig, he shot his load than pulled out and got heavily to his feet. He wiped his greasy, dripping cock on my tee-shirt and flung it in my face. "Get dressed, pig. If you learn to do as your told and put out when asked, you'll git along just fine until you join the club, like us." He turned and lowered his pants a little, exposing his fat buttock on which was a large bio-hazard tattoo. Then he laughed, pulled up his trousers and dragged me back to my cell.

Mt First Time Exclaimer: I was younger than what is legal in the US or where I live (Norway). Thus, I will not mention my own age, although it is written on my profile. This is an accurate description of what happened, and not a fiction or a fantasy. Please respect it so, and do not regard this in a way which eroticises underage boys. We had met on a gay chatting site, as I had newly discovered it. I wasn’t a sex craving boy per se, and had only a couple months ago discovered that if I jerked off, it felt great, and a white substance oozed out of the tip of it before it went back to its soft shape. My cock wasn’t that big either, just the same as the ones I saw when showering after gym classes. Anyway, it was the last class of the day, the arts, and about an hour before he was supposed to pick me up from the place we had agreed upon, at a parking lot not too far away from my school. I had told my parents that I was going out with a couple of friends, for ice creams and so on, and that they should not expect me before dinner, which was hours away. After arts, I urinated, parted with my friends, and exited the school grounds enroute to the designated pick-up spot. To my surprise, he had already arrived. It was winter, so it was already getting dark, but I could see his shining leather jacket and gray beard. His hair was grey too, and he had an obvious belly. He had dark glasses on, jeans, which looked old, and old sports shoes. His car was, as his hair, grey, and as his clothes, old. We discreetly greeted each other with our eyes, not sure if speaking in public is a wise thing, although there were only a few other souls around. I entered his car, and with a switch of a button, he ignited the engines and started to drive. My heart was going over the top, occasionally skipping a beat or two, as we continued our journey to the outer rims of the city. Finally, his car stopped in a suburban neighbourhood with tight, long-rise apartments. As he navigated me to his flat, I saw many immigrants with large families preparing for a nice, cosy evening, children playing, mothers shouting. As we approached the elevator, we saw an older woman, probably 50 years of age, the same as the man next to me, with her four children, leading them to the elevator. We managed to cramp into the tight space of the elevator, and, shockingly, went off the same floor, Floor 11. The woman and her small children, the youngest one probably being half the age I was, entered the first door from the right. She had to push them to the flat, as they were small in size and in mind, but had very large pieces of winter clothes. We went to the adjacent door, and as he opened it, I was met by many fold of thick curtains. I navigated through them as he closed and locked all the locks of the door, three, in fact. I was met by an ungodly scene of tools I had never seen before, leather and wood dominating the materials they were built from. As I was looking around, I felt a hand stroking my back parts, it was cold and intolerant as it moved itself from my chest to my ass in a matter of seconds, going all the way down to my balls on the other side. I was shaking, partly because it was cold outside, and because I was about to enter a new frontier I had never been to before. He asked me to get naked, and without further question, I took of my gloves, scarf and hat, and he helped me to take off my jacked and the hoodie. I, then, took off my shoes and socks, and unbuckled my trousers. He helped me take them off with his strong arms, and gently slipped my jocks off of me. I was left naked in the middle of a room which was the entirety of the house, with strange tools and an old man, older than my father. He asked me my name, which I did not answer, and with a grin on his face, he started to touch my body. I flinched with the touch of his fat, cold fingers on my body. He explored my chest, my arms, my torso, my neck, my ass, and my legs, before he grabbed my stiff cock. I was half his size, much shorter than him. Of course, I had not come to the age which my body hair started to grow, so I knew one day I would have hair on my chest, arms and legs, and a bush on my pubes. He undressed rather fast, exposing his old, hairy body. His cock was shorter than mine, but quite thick. I could barely see it, as it was covered with hair both from the pubes and the balls. His balls were impossible to see. He grabbed me by my neck, and threw me on the bed adjacent to the wooden table. He started licking my body with his wet mouth and tongue, making my penis harder than stone. His mouth, then, came on top of my balls. He licked them softly first, then, with a single grab, put all of them into his mouth. The feeling was odd, as I felt like my sack was gonna detach from my body. As his tongue and mouth sucked further on my testicles, while his hands were caressing my butt, I felt my prostate spasm uncontrollably, resulting in one of the most intense orgasms I ever had to date. Holding his hands on my butt, his tongue and mouth diverted to the huge amounts of sperm on my hairless chest. He licked and swallowed every bit of it, leaving me with nothing but this saliva. After that, his whole body, large and hairy, bent over me, and he gave me a huge, wet kiss, with the scent and the aroma of my sperm on him. I was not allowed to shower, as the shower was too dirty and he didn’t want me to go to the neighbour’s shower next door. I dressed up and thanked him for the experience. However, as I was made of my surroundings once again, I could see that he had changed his attention to a blow-up doll, something I didn’t know what was for at the time, his erect cock sliding in and out of the rear opening of it. He simply said, “see you soon” with a grim on his face. I, mesmerised with the sight, left the place, not knowing how my life had changed after meeting him.

One of my preferences are hairy asses, like to worship them while they get me leaking for a cummy deposite inside them. Nevertheless the smooth ones will be bred too

Uncle Jim As the sun came up the three teens needed a break and to stretch their legs. All three were helped out of the slings and into a refreshing shower. After a specialized protein/carbohydrate drink to refresh and energize them they were taken bake to the basement where the slings were replaced with mattresses and each was given another slam. As the three cum holes were sent into the stratosphere Uncle Jim, Ray and one of there other friend with a nice size cock equal to the 8"each of the box friends (Jim and Ray) had laid down on the mattresses with their heads towards where the mattresses met in the middle of the room. As the three teens were rushing they were helped to their feet and assisted as they each mounted their signed cock (Alex mounted his uncle, Freddie mounted his older brother and Nick mounted their third friend) before they were pulled in for a deep kiss. This was Freddie's first kiss as the three teens were easily distracted. While the three were leaning in for their kiss they each felt a hand on their lower back. This still didn't hint on what each was about to get. Freddie was the first to feel the second cock start to slide in along side his brother's. As Freddie moaned out in pain and pleasure as both Alex and Nick began to feel their own double penetration. Both enjoyed the extra feeling of being filled as they were able to watch each other getting fucked. This do was mostly for Freddie to stretch and rip him a little allowing the poz jizz to seep into his rectum and into his blood system. Ray made sure that the second cock to penetrate his brother's ass was the largest of the remaining friend. Alex and Nick could see the pain in Freddie's face as he was really being stretched. The next few hours the three were well fucked and constantly high. While they were getting dp'ed they'd get a slam at regular intervals. Alex and Nick got to watch Freddie get his additional slams. This really turned Alex on as he was getting week stimulated by the two cocks inside his week stretched ass. Alex then got to watch Nick get his next slam and when it came time for Alex to get his slam he was well turned on. Alex felt the tourniquet being applied to his arm as he heard Nick cough and watched Freddie turn into a tweaked out cum dump. He then felt the coolness of the alcohol followed by the pinch of the point. After the tourniquet was removed Alex coughed out hard his body began convulsing. Uncle Jim and the second guy fucking Alex felt this stimulating their cocks. This simulation caused Alex to begin to cum which caused his ass to squeeze the two cocks in his ass sending them over the edge. All three guys began to cum together as the two filled Alex's tight ass and Alex sprayed his cum on his uncle's chest and flat abs. After all three called down and caught their breaths Uncle Jim and his friend pulled out of Alex and they allowed him to rest as the other two continued to be double fucked. Alex looked over at his buddy Nick then the two of them looked at Freddie then back at each other and smiled. The three were kept high until mid day Sunday when they all began to relax. Alex and Freddie knew that they'd soon crash but Freddie had no idea that he was going to pass out for a coupe days.

Part 10 About 11:30 Eric had Bobby and Cory help him in the kitchen and asked if they both were enjoying the party. Both boys agreed and Eric told them that he was glad they liked his friends but as he opened a cabinet he told them that some didn't get high but thought they could together in the kitchen and pulled out a pipe and took a hit and gave the pipe to Cory as he grabbed Bobby to shotgun with him. After passing his smoke to Bobby he told Cory to do the same. By the time Bobby got the pipe he was actually taking his third hit and was feeling great and ready for what Eric had planned. Eric had Bobby take two more hits and then told the two boys that it would be hot to watch them make out. Cory leaned in and put his lips to bobby's and Bobby opened his mouth and let him. Eric told Cory to hold bobby's head and shove his tongue in. Cory understood and for a slim twink he for the moment became a Dom and owned Bobby. Eric had them stop and said they should rejoin the party. It was now just five minutes until midnight. Once back in the living area Eric handed Bobby the pipe again and he did three more huge hits. A few minutes later at exactly midnight Eric announced that it was Bobby's birthday and he was now 21. After the obligatory song Eric produced a wrapped present and handed it to Bobby. Bobby opened it and it was a large youth safetgard red jockstrap. Someone yelled to try it on and Eric told Bobby that was a good idea. Bobby was so spun he kicked off his shoes and pulled his jeans down. A couple of guys commented about his tight little briefs but Bobby didn't hear them and removed his briefs. Bobby was standing in just socks and a shirt in front of about 25 men and didn't care. Eric held the jockstrap for Bobby to step into making sure the boy's back was to the crowd. After the jockstrap was on Bobby he kissed Eric and thanked him for his gift. Shaun stepped forward and handed his brother another wrapped gift but told his little brother he should take off his socks and his shirt first as it was covering his first gift. Bobby now stood nearly naked as he opened his next gift. Bobby gasped when he saw his present and his brother told him to show everyone his gift and Bobby held up a wooden paddle that had holes in it. Shaun asked if he wanted to try out his gift and a small nod was noticed by all. Eric told Bobby that since it was his birthday that everyone would give him a spanking and had him lean over a chair. Cody gave Bobby a bottle of poppers and had him take a few big hits then Eric handed Cory the paddle. Cory understood Bobby better than most as he too was a sub boy and he gave Bobby a whack as hard as he would have wanted and handed the paddle to the next guy. By the sixth guy Bobby was crying and by the twelfth his cock was rock hard. As the rest spanked him Cory and Shaun brought out the preassembled sling from the master bedroom. When the last guy spanked Bobby Eric asked if he wanted his real gift and Bobby still crying nodded and Eric led him to the sling and put him into it. Shaun secured his brother's hands as Eric secured his legs. Cory then put a tourniquet on Bobby and told him Happy birthday to the rest of your life and stepped aside as Shaun brought the rig he prefilled to his brother's arm and after finding a great vein he inserted the needle and he pulled back and saw the red blood fill the bottom 1\4 of the rig then he loosened the tourniquet and emptied the rig into his little brother. Bobby had dreamed about this day but had no idea how intense it could be. The quick panic and cough occurred then his little body raced and he settled down and felt amazing. Eric was playing with Bobby's butt plug and it was the best feeling ever but when Eric asked if he was ready to become boyslut cumdump Bobby started begging to be fucked. Eric pulled out the butt plug and asked if he wanted to be fucked or did he need to be bred. Bobby felt a need in his boypussy that we overpowering and yelled that he needed cum, he needed cum in his boypussy and he needed it now. Eric slammed his cock into Bobby's tight hot hole and grabbed the boy's hips and power fucked his new cumdump and bred it quickly and told Shaun to breed it next. The guys loved seeing brother on brother and egged Shaun into a quick breeding too. Cory was next. He teased Bobby's hole and asked him to beg for his cum. Bobby begged as asked and Cory started fucking his new friend but then as he got close to cumming he surprised Eric when he told Bobby he was going to knock him up and then held Bobby tight as his cum shot into the boy.

Part 6 Eric and Shaun got home just before sunrise and Eric needed some sleep but first he gave Shaun a smaller slam to make sure he was twisted and would corrupt his little brother and Viagra so he'd stay hard. They had already agreed that Bobby would live with them and that he was gonna be a total bottom slut. Eric turned on the cameras and told Shaun what to do and then set his alarm for noontime and quickly crashed as he dreamed about his boys. Shaun got everything ready then he climbed in the bed with his sleeping brother. Bobby woke up as he felt Shaun touching him. When Shaun saw his eyes open he kissed his brother and they French kissed like lovers. "Did you enjoy yourself last night, Bobby?" "I wished it never ended, I don't even remember falling asleep." "Do you want to be me and Eric's boy?" "Fuck yeah but can I live with you? I can't go home now, I need you." "If you stay you will do what you are told." "I'll do anything you and Eric want just let me stay with you guys." Shaun picked up the glass pipe and told his brother to smoke it until he said to stop. As Bobby smoked away he watched as Shaun pulled out his plug and saw the cum dripping out. Shaun told him that after he fell asleep that they went to a sex club and for hours men fucked and filled him with cum. Bobby watched as Shaun kept sucking on his fingers that he would shove up his cummy hole and Bobby wanted them. He told him he didn't know how many guys came in him and soon you'll be a cumdump too. Bobby finished the pipe and Shaun brought his cum covered finger to Bobby's mouth and when Bobby sucked them he knew his brother was ready. Shaun told Bobby to remove his butt plug and Shaun lifted the boy's legs and ate out the puffy hole. Bobby reached for his cock and Shaun stopped him and told him to concentrate on his boyhole. They kissed and Shaun fingered his brother. Bobby felt his boyhole tingle and started shaking his ass as the feeling got stronger and his brother kept fingerring him until his first cumless anal orgasm roared through his body. "That's a good boy, getting off on me finger fucking your boyhole. Bobby, feel this." And Shaun pushed another finger in and poked the boy's prostate sending him into a bigger orgasm that kept getting stronger until his soft little cock shot out its seed. Bobby hugged Shaun and thanked him and told him he loved him. Shaun told him he loved him too but said there was no need to thank him at least not yet. He explained that a bottom boy could cum over and over again although usually dry so sex doesn't end at orgasm as long as it's from your hole you can keep going. Bobby told him he never would touch his cock again and only wanted anal orgasms. Shaun told him he had to take care of his hole and then led him to the bathroom and showed him how to clean himself out and shave completely. The best part is feeding your hole he told his anxious little student then led him back to the bedroom and put on some backback breeding orgy porn. Shaun then gave his brother a much larger bump and then placed on the bed some dildos, lube and some condoms full of cum. He opened the package of lube and spread it on the smallest dildo and pushed it into his brother who started to ride it immediately like a good boy. Then he picked up the medium dildo and opened a condom spreading the cum all over the dildo then pushing it into his own hole. He told his brother that once your hole gets use to cum it wants more so he always picks up some used condoms at the bathhouses. Shaun told Bobby that if he stayed he'd have to take every cock and load of cum that either he or Eric told him. Bobby agreed and was twitching his ass indicating that the bump was hitting him hard. They watched the video as guy after guy bred a smooth twink boy. Bobby was really getting into the video and was so high he needed more than the small dildo and was eyeing the huge one and the condoms. Seeing how hungry his little brother was he got him to easily agree to the other rules Eric wanted. Bobby asked his brother to fuck him but Shaun told him that he had to wait until his party tomorrow but he could use the big dildo but first he had to suck the cum out of one of the strangers condoms and then use another to lube the dildo. Shaun nearly came as he saw Bobby grab and rip a condom open with his teeth and swallow the load that was probably toxic. Bobby then grabbed another condom and ripped it open and coated the big dildo then hanged out the small one and shoved in the big one. Shaun was amazed how far the boy had changed in less than a day. He picked up the smaller dildo Bobby had used and brought it to the boy's lips and loved hearing and seeing his brother start orgasming as it entered his mouth.

From the moment we were naked together Christopher had always admired my tattoo’s and I admired his smooth, lean body. I often imagined what he would look like with a little bit of ‘color’ on his frame. Now that it was apparent that my DNA had taken a hold inside his body. I figured we’d celebrate Christopher’s new status this weekend. But I was pleasantly surprised when Christopher looked up and me and asked if he could meet some of my friends. I smiled at him and told him that if that was what he wanted I was sure we could make it happen. I sent text to a select group of my friends that I knew would show Christopher a good time. Friday night came and as my friends began to arrive Christopher was eager to great them at the door. He welcomed each one as he opened the door like a good boy. One of my friends brought his portable sling and Christopher helped him set it up in the bedroom. When he came out the group was complete with a half dozen of my close friends. One of the guys in the group was dealer. He and Christopher began to prep rigs for everyone. I wasn’t surprised that Christopher had 2 rigs for himself. Once they were all set we began to strip down. Christopher was the first one naked since he was only wearing his basketball shorts (we really need to get him some more clothes). Christopher hoped into the sling and looked the guys over. I think he was taken by everyone’s individuality through the ink each guy had. I could tell he was thinking about some ink of his own. Everyone began to prepare and administer his own slam while Christopher became the center of attention as he worked 2 generous slams into a prominent vein in his arm. My friends were impressed at this young boy’s skills and abilities as he emptied both full points into himself. I asked my dealer how much he was doing and was surprised to learn that he was slamming 2 full quarters of meth. When Christopher pulled the tourniquet off he coughed out really hard and leaned his head back. I walked over and kissed him and asked how he felt. Christopher was breathing very fast and gasped out that he felt great. My dealer buddy was already between Christopher’s legs ready to fuck him. My other buds were finishing as I administered my own slam and walked over to Christopher’s head so he could suck my cock. Christopher was so good at sucking cock he had my load down his throat. One of my buds quickly took his place as my dealer filled his hole. It had been a while and I needed a good fucking myself. One of my buds had his hard cock pointing my way and we found our way to my bed. I looked over at Christopher as I got a nice fucking from one of my buds. With all the action going on it was very apparent that Christopher was the center of attention and he knew it. One by one my friends took a turn at his hole but what surprised me is when Christopher got out of the sling and began to ride the one guy there with the biggest dick. Dave had at least 10” and Christopher wanted every inch inside him. Christopher mounted Dave as he lay on his back. The look of pleasure in Christopher’s face was very visible. My dealer had something in mind as he worked a tourniquet on my boy’s arm and gave him a generous slam. I heard Christopher cough out and as Dave pulled him in for a kiss as my dealer moved in behind my boy and worked his 7” in along side Dave’s cock. At that moment I was so proud of Christopher. I never knew what he was capable of and definitely wanted to expand his horizons.

Christopher was really flying now. I positioned him on all fours so I could fuck him like a dog. He was loving every minute and every inch of my cock. We spent the rest of that day and well into the night with my cock inside him and my cum building up deep in his guts. With my bugs already flowing through his veins there was no doubt he was sure to be my poz son. As the sun began to peak through the blinds, Christopher began to come down from his high. I needed to get my ass ready and head to the office. We Christopher got in the shower with me and washed me down as the water hit us. I left him in my bed watching TV as I headed to work. The day dragged a bit as I was recovering from my party weekend. I kept thinking about the hot young boy I had waiting for me at home. My day was finally done and I arrived home to find my home well cleaned. Christopher was waiting for me with a nice meal cooking. He was wearing a pair of basketball shorts that accentuated is slim frame very well. He came over and greeted me with a kiss. He asked me how my day was and if I wanted a drink before dinner and brought me a rum and coke. I sat down and he removed my shoes as I enjoyed my drink. He told me that dinner would be ready in about a half an hour. That was just enough time for me to see if this boys mouth was a hot as his ass. He got between my legs, loosened my belt and pulled my thickening cock from its confines. He licked the hardening shaft as I ran my fingers through his long hair. He opened his mouth and engulfed my hard prick. This boy was damn good at sucking cock. He kept up a good rhythm and had no difficulty working my tool into his throat. I didn’t last that long with his mouth and throat working my cock. Before I knew it he was swallowing my load. He served dinner and cleaned up right after we were done. We cuddled up on the couch to watch TV. He placed his head right in my lap. I couldn’t resist and soon had my cock in his mouth. Before he knew it he was taking my cock inside his ass again followed by my poz seed. We fell asleep with my cock inside Christopher. He loved being my boy and I was loving being his dad.