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Still a little new to all of this, so sorry if the story sucks. But its something I fantasize about so here it is. Cole had a very high sex drive and was usually a top. He is also very inexperenced when it comes to sex as he has only had sex with his boyfriend. This day how ever his boyfriend was in a rush and wanted to have a quickie with Cole on bottom. He quickly slid in using only spit and came deep inside of Cole very fast loading him up, giving him a kiss, and walking out the door. Cole was not satisfied at all by this. He was still feeling extremely horny. So he decided to be a little adventurous and checked around online for hookup sites. Eventually, he discovered that Craigslist has ads for just that and found one of a bottom cumdump listing a blackroom - just walk in, dump a load, and leave. This turned Cole on big time so he messaged and got the address. This of course being his first time with another person, he grabbed some condoms and headed over. When he got there he was extremely nervous but even more horny. He walked in the door and was surprised to see a few guys already pounding the bottom. This turned him on more than he had ever been. He dropped his pants and put his condom on excited for his turn. After a few grunts and hearing the current top saying to take his load Cole quickly moved into position cutting in line though he didnt realize it. He lined up and went in all in one thrust. He was surprised how easy it was and how slick the bottom was. He was loving every second and got so into it that he bent over wraping his arms around the bottom pounding harder and harder. Unfortunately he didn't notice this revealed his boyfriends cum which was now leaking out of his hole. The other tops didn't either that is until another guy walked in and light filled the room for a brief second. The man next in line just so happen to see so he decided since it should have been his turn now anyways he was gonna get his load into someone. He lined up his precum-covered cock to Cole’s hole and during Cole's outward thrust pushed the head straight in with nothing but cum as lube. This surprised Cole and brought him back to reality. "Hey I'm not a bottom - top only man," Cole said. "Okay okay! I'm just trying to stay hard and since you cut me in line. I figured its only right." "No man, I'm sorry im not a bottom." "Well what if I just use the tip until your done?" Cole thought for a second and agreed but only if he wore a condom and went back to fucking the bottom. The guy walked over to grab a condom when the newest guy whispered, "Who does that prick think he is cutting and then giving demands? Here just open the rubber and pretend to put it on he wont notice." So the guy did just that which made him leak a shit ton of precum which he used as more lube and poked his tip back into Cole's ass. He let out a moan as Cole worked the bottoms hole and his raw cock head. After about 5 min of this the guy couldn't take it anymore and started pushing deeper. When Cole tried to stop him the second guy grabed him from the side holding him down and covering his mouth. "He isnt going anywhere. Load the bitch up!" "Oh hell yeah," the guy said and went balls deep forcing Cole to let out a muffled screem as he came from the excitment tensing his ass and filling his condom. This only made his rapist fuck even harder "Fuck yeah, I'm about to cum and add to your already filled hole! Fuck yeah, dont think I don't know you’re cock slut. Let me give you what all cock sluts want - my charged up load! Here you go! Ahhhhh fuck yeah, take my seed!" And with that he pulled out. The second guy let go of Cole "Dude, what the fuck? I told you I didn't want to bottom," Cole started to yell at the first guy. The bottom who was turned on with a raging hard on flipped over to see what was going on. The second guy grabbed Cole and shoved his face into the bottoms crotch. "Shut up and suck that dick, cock slut! We aren’t done yet. There's still more guys to satisfy! Im about to show you how a real man fucks!" He shoved his full thick raw 8 inches balls deep in one thrust. "We’re gonna turn you into a real cumdump"

I appreciate the comments. Thanks! ---------------------- Part 23 - The Receiver Joe walked up to the ATM and got some cash out. Looking at the balance, he said to himself “I guess I am going to have to turn some tricks and make some money.” He walked into the apartment and picked up his laptop. He logged in to an escort site he used and made a few changes to his ad and reactivated it, but didn’t state his new HIV status. It pained him when he put “Safe or BB” in. He hadn’t used a condom in years, but he figured it would give him a bigger customer base. He opened a new browser window and logged into Craigslist and re-posted the ad he usually used titled “Looking for Generou$ tops or bottoms”, making similar changes. He smoked a bowl and started to study. Joe was alone in the apartment. Kyle was at the library doing research with his team for one of his classes and he hadn’t seen Steven all day. Late in the evening his phone buzzed. It was a response from his Craigslist ad. “Yo, dude. I hired u a few times b4. Horny n need some dick n ass. u free tonite? same $?” Attached was a pic and he remembered the guy well. He was a wide receiver on the football team. Terrence. He was a tall black guy with a lithe chocolate skinned body that he liked to show off. Every time Joe saw him he had another tattoo. He had that balance between muscled and flexible that made him perfect for his football position and also for fucking. And he was hung - eight and a half inches of thick uncut cock that Joe really enjoyed. The guy was bi, but no one knew, and had been in the newspaper about his issues with women. Joe knew he liked his sex rough and assumed that he crossed the line with many of his female partners. Joe, on the other hand liked it rough, especially if they were paying. But Terrence also had a tender side to him after sex, where he wanted to cuddle and make out after a hard fuck. The best part was that the guy was versatile and loved to flip fuck. Joe had a dilemma. He didn’t want to end up on the front page of the newspaper as the guy that infected the star football player of the university’s team, but this guy was a great fuck and had no problem paying Joe to keep his need for gay sex quiet. Joe sent back a reply “I’m free the rest of tonite. Have HIV now, need to fuck covered. $ame. Your place?” He wasn’t sure he should put the last part, since he figured once the guy saw HIV he wouldn’t be interested. Five minutes later he got a reply “np, no condoms. same place. 9pm.” Joe smiled and headed into the shower. While taking the shower he wondered “Did he mean he didn’t have any condoms or he wanted to fuck raw?” He grabbed a few things and tossed them in the gym bag he used when escorting. He kept the bag stocked and ready for his next escorting gig. It had a few toys in it, a blindfold, some rope, lube, a jar of elbow grease, poppers and box of tampered condoms. He also grabbed the box of condoms that Mark had brought over the day he gave HIV tests to him and Kyle. Joe drove over to the apartment building the football player lived in. It was a really nice building with a doorman, probably paid for by the athletic department or from one of the team’s doners. He had been here several times before and knew the drill - check in with the doorman, wait for the ok and then go up the elevator to the top floor. He handed the doorman his fake drivers license that he used when escorting - “Dave Stillman”. Terrence knew Joe’s real name from the times they ran into each other in the locker room that the teams shared, and also his escort name. The doorman got the ok from Terrence and Joe was knocking at the door in a minute. The door opened and Terrence stood there, completely naked, his cock hanging low and getting hard. As Joe walked in, Terrence gave him a big hug and said “Damn I missed you. Thought you had had stopped selling that hot ass of yours.” “Yeah, things have been a bit crazy lately” Joe said as the hug finally ended and they walked into the apartment. Joe dropped his bag and started to take his clothes off. “Poz, huh? How long?” Terrence asked. “I found out a couple weeks ago. I brought some rubbers” said Joe. “Fuck no, I only fuck raw and I ain’t gonna stop now. That ass of yours is even hotter now” Terrence said and laughed. “You’re the customer” Joe said, getting more turned on. He dropped his shorts and was standing there in just his red jockstrap and he bent over to get the lube out of his bag. Terrence ran his fingers between his ass cheeks and Joe moaned. As he stood up, Terrence handed him a wad of bills, obviously more than his normal one hour rate. Joe looked at him quizzically. Smiling, Terrence explained “I’m fuckin’ horny and you’re gonna be here a couple hours. After i knocked up that last ho, the coaches won’t let me fuck any bitches until after the season.” Joe smiled and kneeled down and started to suck the monster cock that kept getting longer. He licked and sucked, digging his tongue under the foreskin. He remembered it took a while to open his throat up enough to take it all the way down, but Terrence kept pushing it deeper. Terrence grabbed his head and started to fuck his face, forcing his thick cock into Joe’s throat. Joe was covering the shaft with spit and throat slime. Occasionally he would scrape his teeth along the cock as he pulled back, something Terrence loved. Several minutes later, Terrence shoved his cock in and held it deep in Joes throat. Joe massaged his cock with his throat muscles and then realized he wasn’t letting up. Unable to breathe, Joe started to panic. He tried to pull back, but Terrence just pushed his head down harder. His body started to spasm and then he started to get light headed. Right before he thought he was going to pass out, Terrence pushed him off his cock and shoved him to the couch. Joe was gasping for air as he knelt down on the sofa, facing the wall. Terrence’s tongue poked into his hole and he began to rim him. Joe went from panic to ecstasy in a few short seconds. Terrence added a finger, then two, next to his tongue, opening up Joe’s hole. He felt a hard slap on his ass as Terrence grunted “Ready, whore?” Joe felt the head of Terrence’s cock on his hole and he pushed back, preparing for the penetration. The pressure got greater and he relaxed to let the big cock into him. Once the head got inside, Terrence kept pushing until the shaft was poking at Joe’s inner ring. One hard thrust and Terrence was through and waves of pain and pleasure ripped through Joe’s body. Pulling back, Terrence began to assault Joe’s hole. The pace varied from fast to slow, gentle to rough. Terrence always had stamina, Joe remembered. Joe got flipped over on to his back, without Terrence’s cock coming out of him. The pounding resumed and he got to look at the stud fucking him instead of a wall. Suddenly Joe felt Terrence slam into him, ripping past the inner ring and his cock began to pulse. The shots of cum didn’t seem to end and a warmth filled Joe. Terrence leaned forward and kissed Joe as the last spurts of cum filled his belly. They laid there for a minute as the adrenaline faded and Terrence pulled his cock out of Joe’s throbbing hole. As usual for his fucks with Terrence, they laid on the couch making out after sex. There was lots of kissing and feeling each other’s bodies and Joe felt the cum dripping out of his gaping ass. Terrence stopped kissing him and held his head saying “I want you to fuck me now. I need that poz cock inside me.” Joe’s jaw dropped and he replied “Dude, I can’t do that. I’m really toxic and you’ll get pozzed up.” “I want it. My uncle is poz and he’s the one that showed me how good sex with men could be. He won’t fuck me anymore since I’m not poz” said Terrence. “Shit, uh, I don’t think I should…” Joe said as his mind raced. “Look fucker, I’m paying you and you’re gonna do what I say. Now get that dick hard and fuck me” yelled Terrence. In all the times he had been with Terrence, he had never gotten violent or even raised his voice. Joe was really turned on by being told to poz fuck a neg guy. He took a breath and pushed Terrence’s muscular legs up and curled him up, so his ass was in the air. Terrence held his body there as Joe pulled his hard cock out of the pouch of the jockstrap and stroked it while starting to rim Terrence’s hole. He knew Terrence would be tight, since he was probably the last guy to fuck him a few months earlier. Once his hole was covered in spit he reached for the lube and pushed some lube inside the jock’s hole. He finger fucked Terrence until he felt the ring loosen a bit. His hole was warm and velvety inside and unprepared for the onslaught that was about to happen. He finger fucked him a bit longer, adding two and then three fingers in. His fingernails scraped as he twisted his fingers around his hole. Joe was trying to decide what position to fuck him in - he was already on his back and that would be easy and he could see Terrence’s face as he pumped his toxic seed inside, but he knew that Terrence liked getting fucked doggy style so Joe could get good leverage and pound him hard. Joe rolled Terrence back down on the couch and then turned him so he was on his knees facing the wall. “You really want this?” he asked Terrence sternly. “Yeah, fuckin’ breed my hole and knock me up like a bitch” Terrence replied. Joe rested his cock against the jock’s neg hole, the piercing laying on the ring, as some precum dripped into the hole. He put his hand over Terrence’s mouth and shoved his cock in. His hand only partially muffled the scream from Terrence. Once his cock was fully planted inside, he leaned forward and said “Yeah, you’re gonna become my poz bitch now. You wanna be a poz boi? I’m gonna make sure it happens. I’m gonna keep fucking you until your body gives up the fight and the bug takes over. It’s gonna be my bug that haunts you for the rest of your life.” Joe started to pound Terrence just like Terrence had done to him so many times. Joe felt his PA drag along the walls of Terrence’s fuck chute. He would jab and shove in different directions trying to make sure that his toxic precum coated everything. He pulled out and looked at his cock and didn’t see much red, so he rammed back in and drilled the tight hole some more. Soon he was pistoning his cock in and all the way out before jamming back in. The head of his cock started to hurt from the PA getting tugged and pushed with each thrust. He went back to hard fucks with his cock staying inside the battered hole with each stroke being harder than the last. He looked down and watched his poz cock thrust in and out of Terrence’s hole and marveled at the contrast of his pale cock against Terrence’s darker ass. Finally he couldn’t hold back and felt the constant drip of precum being replaced with gushes of virus filled cum shooting into Terrence’s cunt. He pushed deep, hoping his bug was seeping into the football player’s body. Terrence let out a moan as he felt the cum flood his guts. Resting on Terrence’s back Joe pumped his cock in a few more times and stopped. “You got more, dude?” asked Terrence. A smile came over Joe’s face and he said back “oh yeah.” Slowly Joe started fucking again and looked down to see some cum escaping Terrence’s ass and making a frothy pink ring around his cock. This was going to be a quicker fuck but just as brutal. He drilled the no longer tight jock ass, slapping it occasionally. His balls tightened up and he thrusted in a few more times before his balls delivered another round of buggy sperm inside Terrence’s pussy. He tried to shove his cock in a few more times, but it had already started to soften, so he slowly pulled his cock out and fell on to the couch. Once again, Terrence was there cuddling with him. “Thanks, man. I really needed that” Terrence said. “You got a few days if you change your mind. You can get treated to prevent it from infecting you” Joe said in an almost motherly tone. “Nah, I’d been thinking about it and when you said you were poz I knew I had to do it” Terrence replied and added “Did you really mean it when you said you would keep fucking me until I’m poz?” “Yeah I did” answered Joe. “Tomorrow’s Friday and I got shit to do. Saturday’s the game. Sunday’s always suck. How about we meet Monday night and you can give me more of that hot cum?” asked Terrence. “I can’t do Monday. How about Tuesday?” Joe offered. “Yeah, I can do that. Same time.” “Cool” said Joe as he got off the couch, got dressed and collected his things. He picked up the stack of bills on the table and said “Thanks” holding the money in the air before stuffing it in his pocket. Walking into his apartment he pulled the money out and counted it out - Terrence had paid him for three hours. Looking at his phone he had been there two and a half hours. “What a fuckin’ great way to get paid” Joe said to himself. Steven got home and took a shower and kept thinking about his hookup with Ryan and then Jeff. “How the fuck could I have done something so stupid. Pozzed up a virgin who doesn’t even know if he’s gay?” he said to himself. He dried off and went to his room and put on his work uniform. He walked into the restaurant and got ready for his shift of bussing tables again. He waited for Ryan to show up and he did right before his shift started. It was a busy night for a Thursday and he never had a chance to talk to Ryan privately. They walked out together and about a block from the restaurant Steven ended the silence asking “How’s Jeff doing?” “He was still dazed when I left him. I tried to talk to him but he just stared back at me with a blank look” Ryan said. “He could go to the clinic tomorrow and start pep. I really don’t know what came over me” Steven said. “Dude, he begged for it. It’s not your fault. And damn, that was hot to watch you pop his cherry and breed him full of poz cum. I kinda wish I got that second load, but fuck. I blew my load when you came in his virgin ass” Ryan told Steven. Steven said “I didn’t want to breed you. I hope you’re ok if it takes and you get pozzed.” “Oh yeah, I hope you keep breeding my ass until I’m pozzed up. I want it more now than ever” Ryan replied. They got to the spot where they normally split up to go home. Ryan and Steven kissed for a long time until Ryan stopped. “I need to get home to check on Jeff. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Todd was loving the feeling. He was lighter than air, but his cock was rock hard and his ass was begging for his fingers. He was almost oblivious to the guys gathering around him. The clearing was filling with guys--all of them jocks. It was clear from their shapes. But Todd's vision was a little blury. TJ simply said that Todd needed a drink. So, Todd did drink. It was a little too sweet. What was it. He asked TJ and he answered just a little liquor. Soon Todd's head was spinning. He knew he was bent over one of the tables. He could not longer understand the what the guys were saying, but his ass finally felt like it was being attended to. TJ went first. As soon as Todd was tied to the table, they attached the strap around his large balls. the stap had a long cord which was tied to the far end of the table, stretching his balls far from his body. His huge bloated swollen cock was cinched and pulled straight down stretching the balls apart. If Todd could have seen it, he would have been frightened. But Todd was in his own world. The piece of ginger root that was carefully carved was shoved down his piss slit, forced in by a small screwdriver. Deep, deep in that urethra. But Todd was still in his own world. Stretch insisted that Toddass and hole were too hairy for real fun so he produced his Remington trimmer and did the honors. The short stubble left was scratchy so he produced soap and a blade. Shaved smooth Todd's pink hole seemed to wink. It was time. TJ got first crack. He hammered Todd's hole. Todd simply wimpered in his stupor. After a good 5 minutes of solid fucking, Stretch moved in. Stretch he did, Stretch not only put his cock in but at least one finger as well. cock and finger stretched that pink pussy. When it was the third baseman's turn, he dropped his shorts showing a veritable tree trunk. Todd's cummy hole took it all. Yet, TJ said we need to keep him in that heavenly spot. He produced a nice shard and worked in that cum filled hole. He used his index finer first, then his middle finger, and finally the handle of the screwdriver to force that booty bump in deep. Todd purred like a happy kitten. The center fielder had too much to drink and had whiskey dick. Yet, he wanted a piece of Todd's big ass. Using first two fingers, he managed to get four fingers in, Pulling his thumb in, the big bruiser managed to open Todd wide. The sound made all the guys pay attention as he got his entire hand in. He swirled it round and round slowly pushing more wirst and forearm in. Todd, simply moaned. When the arm came out, so did Todd's insides. The guys laughed and joked. Finally, TJ worked that back in. The paddles were produced and Todd's huge ass became bright red, then purple, then black and blue. As if that weren't enough the loosened his cock and balls and rolled him over. His dick was still rock hard when the whir of the tattoo needle began its work. Todd would forever be a Florida Panther. Forever engraved on his very large cock. The guys had to carry him back to the dorm. When Todd came out of his trance like state, he couldn't believe what had happened. His balls were hanging low as if a muscle had snapped. His ass was hot and sore, and his cock felt on fire. When he touched it, he cried out. He looked carefully saw the large panther as he pulled back the foreskin. His cock head was now the face of a Panther. Well, his university choice was made for him. The funny thing was, Todd wasn't mad, at least until TJ fucked his sore ass. TJ had to stuff socks in his mouth to keep him from screaming. Sometimes choices make themselves' This isn't the end of Todd's adventures. There will be more if guys want to hear them

Woke up in a mood for cum and cock the other day after my boyfriend left for work. Packed myself a nice bowl of herb, took a shower, then got online to see what kind of trouble I could find. Luckily, a regular bud was on and looking to fuck and breed. I couldn't wait to get his cock again. He always wants me ass up and waiting so her can dive tongue first into my hole before he starts plowing me with his thick uncut Dominican cock. After we were done confirming details, another guy hit me up on Growlr, telling me he wanted to fuck my ass. I'd never met up with him before but the picture he sent of his cock and the fact that he wanted to eat my hole and breed me got my hole twitching. My regular bud was already on the way over, so I told him I had a work call to make then he'd be free to come over. My bud texted me from downstairs saying he was coming up, so I quickly got on all fours on my bed with my hole in the air, taking a nice deep hit of poppers once I heard the door to my bedroom opening. My bud dove right until my hole, tongue fucking me while I moaned. I could have let him eat my hole for hours, but I could tell he wanted to fuck. I told him the lube was on the nightstand, and took another deep hit off the poppers as he slid into my hole. I knew from the deep, gutteral moan we both let out as he slid into me that this fuck wasn't doing to last long. We both needed it too badly. I immediately started matching him stroke for stroke, fucking myself on his cock as he thrust into me. His thick cock stretched my hole as I begged him to fuck me deep and hard. My face was buried in the sheets of my bed, I still hadn't seen my bud's face, only felt his tongue and cock in my hole. I heard his breath quicken and knew it was time to get what I'd needed. I moaned loudly and told him to breed my hole, shoot that load deep into me. He thrust hard into me at that, and I could feel his cock spasm inside me as he flooded my hole with his cum. He pulled out and I immediately turned around, taking his fat cock into my mouth to the base, tasting his seed and my hole on his cock while I looked up at him for the first time since he entered the room. He said thanks and told me had to run, quickly getting dressed and leaving less than two minutes after he gave me his load. I leaned back and got back on Growlr, still hungry for another load. I texted the other guy my address and he told me he'd be there in ten minutes. While I was waiting for him to show up, I fingered my freshly bred hole, licking every drop from my fingers as it leaked out. Soon, there was a knock on my door and this handsome hipster walked in. I immediately pulled him towards me and unbuckled his jeans, diving on his cock with my mouth. I felt him grow as a sucked him, his cock had to be at least 8 inches long and 6 inches thick. He growled at my as I deep throated him, telling me he wanted to tongue my hole. I again got on all fours, both of us taking multiple deep hits of poppers. He started tonguing my ass like a starving man. I was in fucking heaven. I couldn't even form words as he spread my ass open and drove his tongue in deep. He wasn't just eating my hole, he was genuinely tongue fucking me. We both moaned in unison as he got deep into my hole. He had to be tasting the load the was just shot inside me. After tonguing me deep for twenty minutes or so, he started rubbing the head of his fat fuck against my hole, asking me if I was ready to be fucked. I moaned a yes in response and took some deep hits as he started to slide into me. My hole was so wet already that he slid in to the hilt with no resistance. This guy knew how to fuck. He plowed me deep, stopping every few minutes to tongue my hole some more. I could feel my hole getting wetter, he was leaking a river of precum into me. After his fourth time switching between fucking me with his cock and this tongue, he said that it's time to get me bred. He tells me to get on all fours, and starts pounding me deeper and harder than he had before. Telling me to take every fucking inch, I feel his cock swell as his heavy hairy balls unload into my hole. He stays inside me as he goes soft, and of course I clean his cock by taking it deep in my throat again. He tells me to hit him up anytime as he dresses and leaves, while I lay back and lazily finger my well used hole. Could have taken more loads, but had to get ready for work. Not a bad morning off.

This is 100% true, having occurred two week ago. I hadn't been with a man for some five months. Oh, my sense of self control had slipped-up a few times both at the local bathhouse and at a party called 'CumUnion' in Ft. Lauderdale, but those occasions were pretty far in the rear view mirror, at least from my perspective. Since those occasions my doctor had run the tests for all manner of things, and had given me a clean bill of health. Family life had made slipping away to meet guys substantially more difficult, and despite some effort on my part, I had yet to be truly successful making everything work. This past Tuesday I found I had the entire day free, and was in just the right mood for cock, so I logged onto A4A, BBRT, Squirt, posted a couple of advertisements on Craigslist, and reached out to every guy I found vaguely looking, but as of mid afternoon I had a whole lot of nothing, when I connected with a guy who had advertised a seven and a half inch cock, which unfortunately turned out to be scarcely six inches, and which blew a load in my mouth scarcely 30 seconds after I had swallowed it. Orlando has a million bottoms to every top it seems, and as it got late I became pretty frustrated with my lack of progress. Although I had good reason to doubt my self control, I decided to go to Club Orlando. I was determined to get some cock inside my ass. I told myself the same things I always did, that I would always carry a couple of condoms, that I would insist the tops use them, that I would have ample time to get fucked, so I shouldn't feel the necessity of giving in to a top, however attractive, if the top refused to fuck with a condom. I had a mission, to get in and have safe fun, or to get out if I felt I was slipping. I got there about 8:30 PM, got a locker, and because my poppers were rather old, picked-up a new bottle. I was surprised to learn from the clerk the Club was out of magnum condoms, but they had plenty of regular ones. After I had stripped out of my street clothes, I entered the main Club and went to my favorite spot, the dark room in the maze where I went to the rear corner. The club was busy, not like super packed but there were guys walking through every room. The room was packed, with no fewer than five men bent over and maybe twice that standing around. I took off my towel and made my way in. I reached out to any cock that came by, but it seemed nobody was interested. I pushed up against the one vacant part of the fuck bench, and the second I did hands sought-out my ass and fingers explored my hole. Guys got behind me to fuck me and the moment I held back the condom they walked away. Three times this happened before I got super frustrated and went to the steam room to relax. The steam room has tiered seating area, and a separate little closed off area. I went to the more secluded section, which was empty, and relaxed. Before long I was joined by an older man who stood in front of me and started stroking his cock. The space was small, and I easily leaned in and started sucking him. He grew quickly to a solid seven inches. I grabbed his ass with both hands, pulling his cock into my mouth. Just then I felt him take the condom out of my hand. I leaned back, took a big hit of the new poppers and spun myself around while he put the condom on. His cock probed my hole. I was very glad I had pre-lubed myself. I was so horny I couldn't wait and back onto his cock as quickly as he pushed in. I was so turned on and sexually frustrated that his cock bottomed out without so much as a hint of pain. He fucked me with slow strokes, and it was barely a minute before he started shuddering and came in the condom. I noticed we had a watcher, who got behind me ready to fuck me bare before I handed him my other condom. He put it on without complaint and started fucking me quickly. This new cock was much smaller than the first guy, and in truth I wasn't really enjoying the experience, but thankfully he came just as fast and they were both suddenly gone. I was in a state of pure lust, having finally indulged but considering the two encounters I had just experienced, felt as if I was being teased. En route to the dark room for another try, I stepped into the lobby to pickup a couple of condoms, and then stepped back into the maze. Remembering the Club had upgraded the second darkroom, I decided to give it a try. Taking a huge sniff of poppers, I entering the room, making my way to the back where five or six men were gathered. The men were, for the most part, in their late 50s or 60s, but they were clustered about a young twink who was on his knees as he sucked every cock that came near his face. I saw opportunity, and dropped to my knees nearby, sure enough two of them immediately came over. Neither was over six inches at full mast, but they both stayed hard while I alternated between the two cocks. One guy came on my face, and immediately left, only to be immediately replaced by a black man with a fairly large cock, who literally walked up out of the dark and slapped me in the face with his dick. Seeing at least eight inches of uncut black cock I tried to stuff every inch down my throat, and the other man I was blowing moved to play with my ass. I stood up, quickly slid a condom on the uncut cock, and bent over to resume sucking it, which gave the other man access to my ass. With a big hit of poppers I impaled my throat on the black cock in front of me, and gagged only when I reached the base. Once I was sure the cock in my throat was as hard as it was gonna get, I tried to get a condom on the cock that was interested in my ass, but before I made any headway, the other guy audibly came, and immediately walked out of the room. With some difficulty I turned around to see what was going on, just as the black cock slid into my crack, which I then realized, was covered with the warm goo of the guy who had just blown his load. The black cock, meanwhile, worked that goo into my ass before I could really act on this information, stretching my ass wide open, which stung. I took huge hits of the poppers while this black stranger pounded me. In order to maintain my balance I had to hang onto the safety bars management had thoughtfully installed on the walls. Now, I must admit I am not in the best shape, and his relentless fucking was wearing me out, I was panting, and the hits of poppers I continually took had me spinning. I felt him pull his dick out, and turned back. The guy who had been fucking me turned to a nearby man nearby saying "Dude, you've gotta try this ass." I really couldn't get a clear image of the new guy as the sweat in my eyes and general darkness prevented me from focusing, but I definitely could tell when the guy slid his cock into my ass. His cock wasn't quite as big as that of the preceding guy, but still it filled my hole. He was so energetic I could scarcely keep on my feet as he fucked my ass, and naturally I didn't even consider offering resistance. In any event after a few minutes he pulled out and shot all over my back, whereupon the previous top rubbed the cum off my back onto his condom covered cock and started fucking me. After maybe a minute or so he came in the condom and walked off. I grabbed my towel and stepped out of the dark room, my pulse racing, and generally feeling so turned on my cock felt like it would burst. Still, the sensation of the warm wetness coating and dribbling out of my hole left me pissed that I had engaged in unsafe sex. I was about two feet out the door when a hand grabbed my cock, and an older man, maybe 70, who was standing by the glory hole booths, pulled me to him. I was mad at myself and frustrated, and made the snap decision head would make me feel better, so when he got on his knees and swallowed my cock I wasn't going to stop him. I am not hung particularly well, so he easily deep throated me, and augmented my pleasure by slipping his fingers into my ass. I took a huge hit of poppers and leaned into it, in the process allowing my stresses to dissipate. Another man of a similar age approached, and I got the impression the two men knew each other. In any event the newcomer started playing with my nipples and rubbing my balls as his partner sucked me. The whole scene was really hot, and I got super into their hands all over me. The newcomer stepped behind me, his decently sized cock (but still soft) cock rubbing against my crack. I reached back to tug on it while he explored my body. The sucker got on his feet, and turned to line his hole up with my cock. I was so turned on I didn't hesitate, but slid my entire cock into his warm wet hole, which was clearly pre-loaded, presumably with cum. I didn't even move, allowing the two men to take command of the session. The two pressed against me. My cock was warm and happy, and increasingly I felt a hard cock prodding my ass. The man against my back had apparently now hard, so I wasn't terribly surprised or unhappy when I felt his cock slide into my hole. The new cock, which I hadn't actually seen, was quite large, which effectively resulted in my fucking the other man with some energy. The top in my ass required only about 30 seconds to cum, and he made a fair amount of noise. He pulled out, grabbed my head back by my hair and ordered me to throat him. I pulled out of the ass I was in, turned around, cleaning his wet, cummy cock. I felt his partner turn behind me and grab my cheeks, followed by a massive pressure on my wet leaking hole. I reached back and felt a raw cock, maybe six and a half inches long, but as thick as a beer can, working its way into my hole. Someone presented me with poppers, so I took a deep hit, which allowed both cocks to slip into me, one in my ass, one in my mouth. I gagged on the slowly softening cock in my throat as the thick cock behind me pulsed painfully in my ass, filling me with cum. He withdrew his cock, and cum spilled out of my hole onto my legs. The man who had just filled me pressed me and his partner closer to the wall and began licking my cum dribbling hole. The cock in my mouth was rock hard again, I was impressed at the stamina exhibited by a man of his age. I had not been this turned on in years, and melted between the two. I occasionally stole glances around and noticed quite a few men, again almost entirely 60 and up, nearby. One of them stepped behind me, and the man eating me guided his raw cock into my ass. I gagged and slurped on the big cock in my mouth as man after man was guided into my hole, and came deep inside of me. The first few were fast, guys with smaller cocks that came after a few pumps. After that run of men an obese Hispanic man, easily over 350 pounds, got behind me and started working what felt like a baseball bat up my asshole. I noticed the guy who had been eating me was sucking cock while this massive dick opened me. And he had the top back off while he spit the load he just sucked directly into my open hole. That next thrust was merciless, as the man behind me sunk one of the largest cocks of my entire life into me to the hilt. I will finish this when I can. It was a really long night, and I made some notes, so I could remember the details.

Summer had just started and I was here just ready to convert my next victim. My name is Mark, I’m 32 years old, lawyer, single, very healthy, I work out 5 to 6 times a week, good looking, just the classic unsuspected guy. I live in Miami, a place full of guys always looking for a good fuck. My type? Tourists. They are just so slutty, they are normally straight to business, fuck with lots of guys and, when back home, trying to figure out who converted them is just a guess game. Gabriel was just like that. Latin, bottom, 18 years old from Colombia, with that innocent look and a hunger for cock hard to fulfill. We’ve been chatting on Grindr for the last couple of days. Here’s what I learned from him so far: he is single, lives with his mom and therefore doesn’t get as much action as he wanted, he is studying to be a journalist someday, and having in mind a few pictures that little slut sent me, he has the perfect ass to eat all night long. He loves a dirty talk and has been teasing me these days so much, I couldn’t wait another day to breed him. I was on the edge. He was always saying the dirtiest thing but without loosing that sweet innocence. He told me the positions he liked, the guys he had hooked up so far, and his personal record for biggest cock he has faced: 6 inches. You may be wondering at this point and the answer is no, he never asked me if I was poz. My scorpion tattoo on my chest never brought any questions up to him. Not sure if back to his country that doesn’t mean the same, or if he is just too young to know. He for instance was neg and bare virgin, never had had sex without a rubber on in his life, which for me just made things way more interesting. I managed to convince him to come over to my place, I even called an Uber for him just so he didn’t have another excuse not to come. He didn’t take long. A few minutes later there he was, sitting on my sofa, a neg tight ass about to get pozzed. And I would do anything to shot my load deep into his guts. Stealth fucking him wasn’t off the table for me, but I wanted to use it as a last option. I wanted him to agree going bare with me. So I started the talking - So you’re 18 yo and never did it bare? - No, never. - Not even for a little play here and there, you know, without cumming? - No, im really paranoid about that. I always make it clear, you know, condom or no sex at all. - Really? Condom? You think those are safe? - Sure - Have you heard of stealth? There are people out there that cuts the condom on purpose without the bottom acknowledging it and cums inside his ass. You think thats safe? - That really happens? - he seemed distant at this point. You could tell he was thinking on the past guys he had slept with. Could any of them do something like that? - It sure do - I replied - plus, you know, it can breaks naturally. They are really not safe at all. It is ok for straight couples to avoid pregnancy, but for us is just not the best. Me for exemple I stopped using those like three years ago. Of course I still have some, in case the bottom doesn’t want bare, but I tell you Gabriel, people are using it less and less. - I’m sorry, I could not do that. I mean, you can get HIV and other stuff. - Not if you take PrEP, kid. Have you heard of it? - No, never… - PrEP is like a medicine, its these pills you take that prevent you to get HIV virus. Its 100% effective, specially if you take in the first 72 hours after the sex. Come on, you don’t need to believe me, take your phone, google it. As soon as he start looking at it, I kept explaining to him how miraculous those little pills were and the possibilities of pleasure that were open to me since I start taking if after sex. A pleasure with responsibility. It was time for the next step. I kissed him passionately, turning him around, kissing his back while taking his trousers off gently, then kissing and licking his ass the way only a natural top would do. My cock was so hard I could barely stop myself from fucking him at that exact moment, but he wasn’t begging for it yet, I wanted him to beg for bare cock all inside. I kept on kissing and playing with his ass, with his sensations, just as if I was there only for his pleasure. Few minutes later he was ready for it. I was kissing his neck and my hard cock touching his ass was driving me crazy. He always said he would never take it bare, so I think this time he was a little bit afraid I was going to judge him so he didn’t say a word, he couldn’t be verbal about it, it was all against what he always believed, but right there in that living room his body spoke louder than his words when he grabbed my bare cock with his left hand putting it in the right place, just when he opened his ass to receive it all in. It was time to get him pregnant. I fucked him gentle at first and then harder and harder. I couldn’t stop. His hole was so tight, it was just so good feeling my cock actually opening his ass, making him scream and shiver with a mix of pleasure and pain. He was mine, he was there secretly waiting for a huge load in his ass, and I wasn’t going to disappoint him. I shot my load right in his guts, and stayed there fucking him for a while just to work that toxic load in his ass a bit. Just like it started, I finished it, kissing him passionately - Thank you for letting me do that - I said - you cum a lot as well, I guessing you liked it, kid. He didn’t say a word, but his body always spoke to me. I fucked him twice again that night, both bare, both hard, both deep and with that little bit of blood that makes my job so much easier. In the morning it was time to take PrEP. Two little pills and no worries. He took the pills I gave him immediately and asked me once more if this was all he needed to do. I looked at that young stupid face and said yes, kissing him one more time, just so he could stop making questions. Five minutes later he was leaving to meet his friends. We never saw each other again. He left my place with such a look of satisfaction as if he couldn’t ask for anything else. And so couldn’t I. Everything went perfectly. I had deposited three loads of high viral cum in his neg ass and didn’t have to even touch a rubber all night. My babies were in his body already, taking control of every inch of him, and those simple pre-work out pills wouldn’t help him to stop it. There was nothing he could do. Man, I love these stupid sluts. You give them a little romance, a genuine smile, and they believe everything you say. Cannot wait to find the next one.

Two guys just tagged me for the last 3 hours. Loose, sloppy and leaking 5 loads. Looking for more. SUNDAY FUNDAY is off to a fucking hot start!

Trevor had just finished taking 4 huge hits from the pipe and another large shotgun from leather Daddy and was now stretched out on his back on the couch....his ass resting on the arm of the couch with his legs pulled back and his hungry tweaked up piggy neg ass at just the right level to be fucked and pounded by hard bare poz cock. And the cock about to do it was MINE!! Daddy was on his knees on the couch over the pig's head, brushing the open lips with his fat wet cockhead and teasing Trevor with the occasional taste of his dirty precum. He had told me to fuck "our bottom pig slut" first with my toxic meat and get him begging to feel my POZ cock deeper in his needy hole, demanding me to knock him up with my poison brew - all as part of our "roleplay" of course. I rubbed my precum soaked cockhead across the puckered hole freely being offered in front of me. In the light from the lamp on the table I could see the sparkle of the tina dust coating the head and part of the shaft, ready to take this cum hungry slut to another level of tina-induced need and craving. "Tell us what you want, pig," Daddy commanded the flying slut. "We can't give it to you until you let us know what you want." His voice muffled as he was licking Daddy's heavy hairy nuts, Trevor spoke with a hunger that sounded too real to be "just roleplay". "I want cock and cum, Daddy. I want POZ cock and cum filling up my neg hole from you and my bro. I need your POZ loads flooding my neg ass and fucking knocking me up! Oh PLEASE! Please fucking give me your dirty cocks and seed!" "Hell yeah, pig!," I said, grabbing on to his ankles and pushing his legs back and opening his hole wider. "Gonna give you all you want, bro! I'm gonna fuck you full of my dirty cum then Daddy's gonna give you all the potent cock juice in those balls you're licking on! Here it comes, pig! Take my fucking POZ cock!" With the last word I slammed my full length in one hard thrust balls-deep into the cum-and-piss-filled neg hole in front of me. We both cried out in animal pleasure at the same time - me from feeling the warm wetness of Daddy's cum and piss enveloping my bare cock, and Trevor from a mix of surprise and gratification at once more being filled with cock. "Oh fuck yeah, bro! Oh fuck your cock feels sooooooo good! Fuck your little pig brother, bro! Fuck me hard and breed me...just like Daddy did!" "Yeah? You want me to breed you bitch? What do you want me to breed you with? What do you want from your big brother?" I was pulling all the way out and slamming back in all the way with increasing speed and need. I had been wanting to blow my POZ seed inside this hole ever since Daddy had first shown me his profile and his pic and told me the plans he had for the boy. I knew this first fuck was not going to be a long one but that didn't matter. What mattered was giving him MORE unmedicated poz cum and getting him to beg for it..to WANT it! "Fucking give me your POZ cum, bro! Seed me and knock me up! Make me like you and Daddy! Oh fuck man do it...give me your bug!! PLEASE!!" Trevor was writhing on the couch as I hammered into his hole and Daddy was pinching and twisting his nips. His sexy young body was covered in sweat and he was pushing his willing hole out to meet my thrusting dick. He really wanted it..whether he knew it yet or not, he really wanted it. And I was about to do my part in giving him exactly what he didn't yet know he wanted. "You got it fucker! You asked for it", I breathed harshly "you're fucking getting it....nowwwwwwwwwww!!! Oh fuuuuuuuucckkkk! Take it pig! Take my fucking POZ dirty cum in your fucking tweaked up neg slutty ass! Pozzing you up bro! Fucking you UP!!" And I bellowed like a fucking bull as I shot five, six, eight hard thick spurts of life-changing spunk deep inside this hungry pig! Gawd did it feel good!! I couldn't wait for more. But now, it was time for Daddy to give the slut another load of HIS toxic juices..this time with Trevor eagerly urging Daddy on!!

Part 22 - On the prowl Steven had been quiet for a few days. Joe and Kyle kept asking him if he was ok and he just lied and said everything was good. He remembered that Joe had said he could stay a few weeks and he knew his time was up. But he was running out of money and knew he wasn’t welcome to work at his parent’s restaurant any more. He had been out hitting other places looking for a part time job that would work around his school schedule and finally found one at Antonio's, one of the nicer restaurants in town. It was the type of place professors took their spouses or mistresses to or for business meetings wooing people to donate to the university. The manager liked his clean-cut looks and polite conversation. “Too many of these students come in here looking for a job with tattoos, piercings and long hair. I need staff that don’t look like they’re homeless” he told Steven. It helped that he had experience being a waiter, bus boy and kitchen helper. His first night he had to fill in for a waiter that didn’t show up and the manager watched him like a hawk. He hustled and did as best he could, learning the menu during any spare time he had. At the end of the evening, the manager came up and thanked him for doing a great job without any training. Steven counted up his tips at the end of his shift and was really happy. The customers here tipped a lot better than his parent’s restaurant. He looked around as he sat at a table with his new coworkers, finally getting to meet them. His gaydar was getting better and he thought that all but one of the waiters was gay. The bus boys all seemed to be straight and he thought only one of the kitchen staff was gay. He felt pretty comfortable and was surprised at how helpful everyone had been. As he went to leave one of the waiters came up to him and gave him a slip of paper and whispered “Call me if you need any help figuring this place out or want to meet.” It was Ryan, a tall dark haired guy with crystal blue eyes that was about his age. His skin was smooth and he had lips Steven would like to kiss for hours. He noticed that he had a circular barbell earring in his ear that he didn’t remember seeing earlier. Steven went back to the apartment and sat on the couch with his laptop and went through the 'Roommate wanted' ads seeing what was available. He didn’t want to leave, but didn’t want to overstay his welcome either. Joe walked in and sat next to him and turned on the TV. Looking over at the laptop screen, Joe asked “Whatcha doing?” Steven’s eyes began to tear and said “Well, you said I could stay here for a few weeks after my Dad threw me out and it’s been that long. Now that I have a job, I’m looking for a place to live.” Joe turned his head and looked at Steven. “That was then. I really didn’t know you and didn’t want to give you the impression that you could stay here forever. Now that I do know you and we’ve bonded like brothers, I want you to stay as long as you want. If you want to help with the rent, that's great. If you can’t we’ll figure something out.” Steven closed the laptop and hugged Joe, crying. Joe, Kyle and Dennis had become his family and he didn’t want to do anything to lose them. “Now, we should do something about getting you a bed instead of the couch,” Joe said as he stood up and went to the playroom. “Let’s take out the inflatable bed and the floor tray, put the sling back in its bag and get some boxes for the toys. It’s up to you to figure out what you want to sleep on and we can find a dresser at a garage sale. Does that work?” “Oh god yeah. I’ll sleep on the couch until I get my paycheck and get something then. Thanks!” Steven said. Steven went to work the second day and found himself bussing tables the whole night and kept glancing at Ryan when he could. At the end of the night he walked outside and waited for him to leave and the two walked around talking and finally ended up at an all night diner and got some coffee. Their conversation had avoided anything to do about their sexuality or relationships. “I’ve seen you around campus but never had the nerve to talk to you,” Ryan said. “Oh? I didn’t know I was intimidating” replied Steven. Ryan chuckled and said “No, its just that I’ve never been good at picking up guys. I don’t know what to say and I’m afraid they’ll be straight and beat me up.” Steven looked at Ryan and said “So, you figure I can’t beat you up?” Ryan’s face turned pale and said “Oh, shit. You’re straight. Fuck! I’m sorry,” and he started to slide out of the booth. Steven grabbed his hand. “No I’m not. Stay. I was trying to be funny.” Ryan moved back into the booth and sighed with relief. They started talking about all the things they avoided earlier in the night and found they were similar in many ways, but Steven was avoiding the topic about him being poz. Ryan looked at his phone and saw it was almost midnight. “I don’t want to, but I’m going to have to go. I have an 8:00 AM class and my roommate hates it when I come home late and wake him up.” He put down money for the coffees and the tip. “Before you go and before we go any farther, I need to tell you something. I don’t want this to get too far before you know,” Steven said. Ryan looked at him concerned. “I hope you’ll keep this just between you and me, I don’t want anyone at the restaurant to know, at least not yet.” Ryan’s look got even more grim. “Are you a vampire?” he said with a nervous laugh. “Almost. I have HIV,” Steven said quietly. “Oh” Ryan replied, his face emotionless. “I understand if you don’t want to go out me. I hope we can still be friends,” Steven said. “I need to think,” was all that Ryan said as he got up and walked out of the diner. Steven cried most of the way back to the apartment and curled up on the couch and fell asleep. He went to classes the next day, but he was down. He showed up at the restaurant and looked for Ryan but he wasn’t there. When he asked, he was told it was his day off. He worked the rest of the night not talking to anyone - cleaning up tables, setting tables up, delivering food to the tables and sweeping floors - just doing his job. Exhausted he walked out of the restaurant at the end of night and made it to the end of the building when he heard a voice from behind him. “I’m sorry I left you like that last night,” Ryan said. Steven stopped and turned around. “I understand. Can we at least be friends?” he asked. “I hope more than that. The news just took me by surprise. I didn’t know what to do,” Ryan explained. Steven’s heart started to beat faster. He asked “You’re okay with it?” They started walking down the street “Yeah, I am. I’m actually surprised I’m not poz too, with some of the crazy things I’ve done. Sometimes I wish I was,” Ryan said. “Oh? You want to tell me what kinds of crazy things you’ve done?” Steven asked as he started to smile. Ryan took a deep breath and said “Uh, you’re not going to hate me if I tell you?” Steven replied “Of course not, I’ve done some wild things too.” Ryan said “I’ve done a few gangbangs as a bareback bottom and I have spent a lot of time at the glory hole at the adult book store sucking and getting fucked and bred and sometimes fucking. I’ve kind of done things like that to make up for not having a boyfriend.” They walked several blocks until Ryan had to turn to go towards his dorm and Steven had to go the other direction to the apartment. Ryan took Steven’s head in his hands and kissed him passionately. “Can we meet tomorrow afternoon?” Ryan asked. “Uh, sure. I have classes until 2:00. Where do you want to meet?” Steven asked. “How about my dorm room, or is that too bold?” Ryan replied. Steven chuckled “Uh, it doesn’t mean anything is going to happen.” Steven got Ryan’s phone number, dorm building and room number, and some directions. He kissed Ryan and headed toward the apartment, feeling much better than the night before. Steven got up earlier than normal and cleaned his ass out well and then showered and got dressed. He packed his backpack with the few things he would need for class and then added a baggie with a condom that he hoped was still good, lube and poppers. He got to campus early and found the building that Ryan lived in and then went to his first class. He was nervous and excited at the same time. He couldn’t concentrate in either of his classes and only ate a granola bar for lunch. When his second class finished up he sent a text message to Ryan telling him he was on his way. Steven’s stomach was in knots as he walked into the dorm building and walked into the elevator. Waiting for the elevator to get up to the fifth floor, he took the poppers, lube and condom and put them in the front pocket of his jeans. Getting off the elevator, no one was around, much to his relief. He wandered down the hall and finally found Ryan’s room. He took a deep breath and knocked. The door opened and there was Ryan, standing in front of him with a big grin, almost naked except for some jogging shorts. He looked up and down his body looking at every detail. Both of his nipples were pierced and he had two star tattoos poking above his shorts, one on either side of his cock. His stomach had a perfect six pack and there was light hair on his pecs and a trail leading to his cock. His legs were toned and also lightly furry. He could only imagine the cock that was hidden in the shorts. Steven walked in and set his bag down before pulling Ryan into a hug and kissing his soft lips. Typically for a dorm room, the only chairs were at the desks and the only other place to sit was on the beds. Ryan led Steven over to his bed and they sat down, one at each end. Steven said “I feel a little overdressed or you are underdressed.” “This is what I normally wear in my room. Its always too warm in here and I prefer to wear as few clothes as possible,” Ryan replied. Wondering how long they had alone, Steven asked “So, when does your roommate come back?” “Oh, he doesn’t get back until six in the evening on Thursdays,” Ryan replied. Steven wondered if they could talk for three hours or what Ryan had planned. Maybe talk for an hour and he would go home. While his mind went through all the possibilities he said “Oh, cool” out loud. “You can take your jacket off, unless you want to be ready to run away,” Ryan joked. Steven smiled and took his pullover off and tossed it over next to his backpack. He kicked off his shoes and sat back on the bed. They talked for a while and Ryan moved next to Steven and pulled his shirt up and off. His hands rubbed over Steven’s body and he leaned in and kissed Steven. Their kiss got more passionate and their tongues danced in Ryans mouth. Steven started to move his hands over Ryan’s chest, rubbing his pierced nipples. Ryan moaned as he played with his nipples and it was obvious that Ryan’s cock was also responding. Steven pushed Ryan onto his back and they continued to explore each others bodies. Ryan reached down and unbuttoned Steven’s jeans and unzipped them, pushing his hand inside Steven’s underwear. Steven’s cock was hard and got harder with Ryan’s grasp. Ryan let go and started to push his pants down and Steven moved back and took them off and stood there in front of Ryan, naked for the first time. “Fuck, you are so hot,” Ryan said as Steven reached over and pulled Ryan’s shorts down. He climbed back on the bed and pushed Ryan’s legs apart and laid down on top of Ryan, kissing him and grinding his body against Ryan’s. Their cocks were rubbing against each other as Steven started to hump Ryan. As the intensity increased, Ryan stopped and looked up at Steven and said “I need you to fuck me.” Steven panicked and wasn’t sure what to do. He got up and fished the condom and lube from his jeans and got back on the bed. His cock was rock hard and throbbing. He looked at Ryan and started to rip open the condom when Ryan said “No, I want it bare.” “But, I’m poz and not on drugs. I could give it to you,” Steven said, wanting desperately to fuck Ryan. “I know. I don’t care. I want you to fuck me and breed me. Please,” Ryan pleaded. Steven put down the condom and tore the lube packet open and slicked his cock up. He put more lube on Ryan’s hole and slid a finger in, pushing some lube in deep. As his finger came out, Steven started pushing his cock in. He felt Ryan’s hole relax and his cock slid in. He worked his cock in deeper and began to drive his cock in hard. Steven looked down at Ryan and saw his big smile and heard him beg for him to fuck him. “Oh god yeah, fuck me Steven. Fuck me with that poz cock. Give it to me,” Ryan said. Steven got turned on hearing him beg and he started to get verbal too. “You want that raw poz cock inside you? Coating your cunt with toxic precum? Yeah, you want me to knock you up, don’t you? Turn you into a poz pig? Is that what you want?” Steven slammed his cock in hard as he asked each question. They were both sweating and the bed was shaking. Ryan’s legs were laying on top of Steven’s shoulders and Steven’s body was bouncing off of Ryan’s firm ass. “Yeah, give me that dirty seed. Make me your poz bitch. Knock my ass up with your poz cum,” Ryan begged. Their eyes were locked together. Steven’s thrusts got more ragged as he felt his balls tighten up “Oh yeah, I’m gonna knock that neg ass of yours up. I’ll breed you good with my toxic seed,” Steven said as he pulled all the way out and drove back into Ryan’s hole. He did it a second and then a a third time. He pulled all the way out and asked “Ready to get pozzed, Ryan?” Ryan replied “Oh god YES!!!” Steven slammed in and felt his cum shoot. He had several days worth of cum built up and he pumped his charged up cum into Ryan’s hungry neg ass. Steven’s body shook with each spurt and Ryan’s hole milked every drop it could. Steven looked down at Ryan who had a big grin on his face. “Fuck that was so hot and dirty. I never heard anyone do poz role-play before. Did you really fuck him raw?” said a voice by the door. Both Ryan and Steven looked shocked. It was Ryan’s roommate Jeff and he walked up and looked at the two of them, Steven’s cock still inside Ryan. Steven pulled back and as his cock came out, so did a large blob of cum. “Oh my god, you really did breed him. Can you fuck me like that. Tell me that you’re pozzing me as your cumming inside me? I’ve always wanted to do it, but never had the guts,” Jeff said. “No, I don’t think so,” Steven said and looked at Ryan incredulously. He couldn’t believe someone would interrupt people having sex like that and assume something this dangerous was only role-play. Ryan shrugged his shoulders and Steven chuckled. “Oh come on. It was really hot. Please?” begged Jeff. “You really want it?” Steven asked. “Fuck yeah, my cock is rock hard from watching and hearing you guys,” said Jeff. “Then get your fucking clothes off and get on the bed. Suck Ryan’s cock and show me that neg hole” Steven barked. Steven was surprised at the words coming out of his mouth. Jeff got out of his clothes in an instant and got on his knees in front of Ryan, bending over and revealing a hairless pink hole. Steven took the packet of lube and fingered some into Jeff’s tight hole. “Damn, is he tight” thought Steven. Jeff started to suck Ryan’s cock, poorly from the sounds coming from Ryan. Ryan started to force Jeff’s head down on his cock, trying to ignore the teeth that were scraping his cock. Steven kept trying to open up Jeff’s hole and was finally able to get two fingers in. “Are you a fucking virgin” Steven asked. A muffled “mmhmm” came from Jeff. “You fucking stupid asshole. You want a toxic cock for your first fuck? There’s no going back. I’m toxic enough to probably poz you with one load. Is that what you want?” Steven demanded. Jeff pulled off Ryan’s cock briefly and said “Yes, SIR. Knock me up like you did my roommate. I want to be poz like him.” Steven didn’t know whether he was pissed that he and Ryan got interrupted or turned on with this stupid neg boy begging for his poz cum. It didn’t really matter, he was going to fuck him either way. “Hold his head down” Steven told Ryan. He forced a third finger into Jeff’s hole and twisted it, scraping his fingernails on the soft tissue inside. Jeff screamed with Ryan’s cock muffling most of the sound. He pulled his fingers out and watched the hole shrink closed and then pushed his cock in. Another muffled scream came from Jeff. He waited a bit and then started to slowly fuck his cock into the no longer virgin hole. Jeff squirmed. After a dozen or so strokes, Steven had worked his whole cock into Jeff’s hole. He grabbed Jeff’s hair and pulled his head back off of Ryan’s cock. “Do you like that poz cock deep inside your ass?” asked Steven. “Yes, SIR! But it hurts” Jeff replied. “Stop fighting it and it won’t hurt so much” said Steven as he pushed Jeff’s head back down on Ryan’s cock. Steven got a good rhythm going and felt Jeff’s hole relax a bit. The occasional screams stopped and he could hear Jeff start to moan around Ryan’s cock. He got up on his feet and started to pound harder. He knew he wasn’t going to be able to hold off cumming much longer. Steven thrust his cock inside Jeff’s sore hole and held it there while pulling Jeff’s head up by his hair. He whispered in his ear “Be careful of what you ask for. We weren’t roleplaying. I really am poz and I’m about to knock you up.” Steven pulled his cock back and rammed into Jeff’s battered hole a few times hard and let loose five spurts of his poisonous cum deep inside Jeff’s fertile hole as Jeff said “Www..wwwhat?” Once he had finished cumming and his breathing returned to normal, he pulled his cock out and slapped Jeff’s ass. “Welcome to the club” he told Jeff. Jeff was even more pale than normal and looked stunned. He got up and staggered back to his bed, feeling the cum drip out of his ass and down his leg. He saw that the cum was tinged with red streaks. Steven sat down at the end of Ryan’s bed staring at Jeff. “Were you really a virgin?” Steven asked Jeff, who just nodded yes. “Are you even gay?”was Steven’s next question. “I think so, I’ve never been with anyone. I haven’t even really kissed someone” Jeff said quietly. “Do you even watch porn?” Steven asked. “Yeah, I’ve been watching some bareback porn lately and it really turns me on” replied Jeff. “Why would you interrupt us when we’re having sex?” asked Ryan. “I don’t know. I just got so aroused and wanted someone to finally fuck me. I’m sorry,” Jeff said looking down at the floor. “You might very well be sorry and you might be infected right now, too,” commented Steven. “Oh my god,” muttered Jeff. Steven grabbed Jeff’s shirt off the floor and cleaned his cock off with it and put his clothes on. Saying “I’ll see you at work later,” to Ryan, he walked out the door.

Author's disclaimer: Rape and sexual assault are major topics in the news as of late. In real life, there is a definite and legal necessity to obtain CONSENT from all involved parties when participating in sex. This story is complete fiction. It contains elements of non-consensual, risk-heavy sex and seroconversion. In pornographic stories of fiction and fantasy, we can explore fetishized privileges that, legally and/or morally, we should not attempt in real life. This story is a sequel to my original story, "The Broken Jock" which started in the "Bareback" section (Chap. 1 and 2) and then progressed to the "Bug Chasing and Gift Giving FICTION" section. The Broken Jock II: The Third Baseman My partner, Clyde, and I were all aglow with the realization that we finally got the sexy Adam (aka ShortStop91) to take our poz cocks bareback—plus we got to double penetrate the kid! He had been a conquest of ours for almost a year after discovering his profile on the safe-sex-only web site. We knew what softball team he was on because his picture on the web site showed the young, blonde-haired, stocky beef cake wearing his softball uniform. Clyde and I have gone to quite a few of their games to scope him out and enjoy watching him play; the whole time dreaming of one day getting our cocks inside that incredible ass. Our only disappointment in Adam was that we were not the first cocks to bareback and breed him. On the safe-sex only site, we tried luring him to come over plenty of times. We figured that he was getting lots of messages, because Adam's replies were either short or nonexistent. When he did reply, he was short with words. From what Hank told us, he and three of his buddies had successfully and aggressively barebacked Adam first only a couple weeks before, unopened condoms splayed out on the floor from the boy's pocket. But we were happy to take what we could get of him. Afterward, we got Adam to "buddy" us on both web sites so that his other safe-sex friends might consider spending a night with us. I'm John, the 63-year-old white-haired man who fucked Adam from underneath in that Folsom Motel room last weekend. Clyde is 67. He took Adam's hole from behind. Typically, Clyde and I have to rig condoms to break so that we can stealth the young men we find on the safe-only site. Our biggest turn on is when our poz sperm is shooting into young unprotected holes. After surely pozzing up the shortstop, Clyde and I were amped to try and get our bare cocks up the butts of one or more of Adam's teammates. Our next target was Tom, the 22-year-old third baseman. He is gorgeous with brown hair, blue eyes, a bubble butt and strong thighs that demand a top's attention. Clyde pointed out to me how his white uniform pants allowed everyone to see through to the straps of his jock just below his ass. Now that Adam is used up, (we've heard from Hank that an old perv named Leon is going to be fucking him regularly now) Clyde keeps talking about Tom. This morning Clyde is still in his lycra bike shorts and I can see his massive cut hardon when he tells me that he wants to discuss our plans for sinking our raw cocks up that sweet ass on the third baseman. He found Tom’s profile on a different dating site, where we discovered that he (or JockCub13) is a versatile bottom who likes 1-on-1 or to bottom for couples, he’s neg, and condoms are a must. His profile picture was just his cute face, but we already know what his amazing body looks like. "We'll probably have to stealth him," Clyde advised, "he doesn't say on here anything about poppers, but we'll need those, too." I offered, "Maybe we should have condoms on when our cocks are in his mouth. That way he'll be convinced that we're rubbered up for his hole, too." "Hmmm. If our mission is poz up his hole before he knows it, that might be how it needs to go down," Clyde agreed. "Maybe which ever one of us is dicking his throat and poppering the boy up can signal to the ass-fucker when it's time to rip off the condom and push back in. The first one of us to cum inside him needs to be discreet and slow about it so that he doesn't suspect anything. Well, at least until he gets a second load." "Sounds good," I said. "Let's message him now!" 243sum: "Hey, JockCub13. You're looking hot! We're a couple of tops with big dicks and big bed. If you want 2 men to take good care of your hole, let us be of service to you." After messaging Tom, Clyde was checking for replies all afternoon. At 4 o'clock, we got a reply. JockCub13: "Hi, guys. I like that idea! I'm at a softball after-game thing at the bar right now. Can I come over around 6 or 7? Here's my cell: 555-6509" 243sum: "That's a good plan. We're John and Clyde (me). Come over when you can. We'll text you our address. Wear your jock, too!" ------------------- Before Tom arrived, we decided that Clyde would fuck the boy first, so he got the rigged condoms ready, put on his cock ring and lubed up his bare cock with Crisco. At a quarter after six, Tom was at our door. Clyde let the boy in and closed the door. "Hi," he said. We didn't reply. He was wearing track pants, a t-shirt and sneakers. Clyde put his hand on the boy's butt, while I felt up his hardening dick through the smooth material of the track pants. He was wearing his jock underneath, and nothing else. When his dick was rock hard, I was able to move it to the side so that it was sticking out from the side of his jock pouch, the mushroom-shaped cockhead obscenely visible under the shiny material. I rubbed the head of his cock and heard him moan. That's when Clyde pushed Tom's track pants down. I knew Clyde was using his middle finger to feel up the boy's hole. Tom's dick began to drip precum, so I got on my knees to taste it. As soon as my tongue lapped over the boy's cock slit to taste his sweet precum, he shuddered and bent forward slightly, offering his butt more fully to Clyde. Clyde couldn't restrain himself. With his hard fuck stick already greased up, he stood up behind the boy, pressed his hand on Tom's back and started to push his unsheathed plug of a cockhead against Tom's hole. I sucked on Tom’s dick more aggressively to help the boy submit to being penetrated bareback. “Ah!" Tom moaned. But when Clyde started pushing his massive cock up Tom's tight chute, he cried out, "Wait! Wait!!" Clyde covered Tom's mouth with his hand as he pushed his poz daddy cock deeper into Tom's butt. "Arrrrrrrr!" "Take my cock, kid," Clyde coached. "You need my cock inside you. Just take it." Knowing that Clyde was able to get Tom to take his cock without a condom meant that we needed to get him over to the bedroom. I got off Tom's dick to lead the two of them over, but we only got as far as the back of the couch when Clyde announced that he was all the way in. That was my cue to get the poppers. I reached over to the end table and opened the brown bottle and immediately placed it under Tom’s first nostril. Ecstatic over the opportunity to fully bareback Tom’s neg hole, Clyde was already trying to plow into him aggressively, causing Tom to yell out behind Clyde's hand. With only his nose to breathe from, Tom had to take in the poppers when he inhaled. I stood there, guiding the bottle under each nostril about 6 or 8 times until Tom was flying. “He’s lit,” I reported to Clyde, and then I knelt back down to continue sucking the third-baseman’s dick, which was now dripping profusely with his sweet precum. Clyde removed his hand from Tom’s mouth. “Ahhh! Fuck! Fuck!” he cried out. “Yeah, Tom. That’s a sweet hole you’ve got milking my cock. Keep doing that! I’ve been wanting to get my cock up your ass since the moment I saw it on the field.” Clyde kicked the kid’s legs apart for better leverage and full access to his unprotected hole. When Clyde put Tom’s right leg up on the arm of the couch, I could see that at the crotch of Tom’s white jock strap, Clyde’s cock ring was pressed up against his young butthole. At over three times Tom’s age, Clyde was playing out his ultimate daddy top fantasy of pistoning his entire poz rod up a 22-year-old jock-strapped neg butt. “Damn nice.” “Fuck that jock, Clyde. He wants it.” Tom didn’t protest anymore. He was giving up his neg hole to a strange man's cock without using any protection, probably for the first time. He had probably fantasized about being barebacked. Clyde was fucking Tom harder. He had that determined look that he gets when topping young guy's ass, I’m sure he was thinking about how he was going to knock up Tom good. I know I was. “He wants that raw cock. Don’t you, Tom?” “Fuck! Fuck! This isn’t sa…” Clyde covered Tom's mouth again, and kept fucking the boy harder. Clyde made his shut-up look at me. I opened the poppers and got the jock lit up so Clyde would have the best chance at breeding that warm, neg hole before the kid smartened up again. On Tom’s sixth hit on the poppers, Clyde was getting close. “Fuck yeah, boy! I'm going to own that sweet hole, give it up to me,” Clyde demanded. “Ah!” Tom was grunting something, muffled by Clyde’s hand clinched tight over his mouth. I put the bottle down and went back to watching Clyde’s large raw cock fuck in and out of the jock’s hole. There it was. My Clyde’s huge poz cock shaft with Tom’s neg pink hole stretched around it. “AAAhhhh!” Clyde’s shaft pulsed once before it was pushed in to the hilt, and I new the deed was getting done. “Fuck yeah, Tom! Take my load to third base, you handsome fucker! Ah, goddamn! Fuck! Hold him steady, John. I'm still unloading. I want every fucking sperm swimming inside you, Tom.” I watched as Clyde started fucking the kid again. I know how he likes to fuck his jizz into a freshly bred hole. After a few strokes, I could see some of Clyde’s semen making a white ring just outside Tom’s hole. As Clyde continued to fuck his toxic seed into the beautiful jock’s perfect butt, he said, “You’re staying over, Tom.” Tom nodded in compliance, and Clyde removed his hand from the kid’s mouth again. “Damn! You came inside me? Aaaah!” he said half worried, half aroused. Clyde pulled out and pushed the jock down to suck his daddy cock clean. The third baseman dropped to his knees and worshipped Clyde’s cock with his mouth while I got the bed ready.

If you follow my posts, you know I like sucking off "str8" men. And one of the ways I do it, is to post Craigslist ads offering free massages to str8 guys. Living here in Las Vegas, I tend to get some pretty good responses from str8, married guys that are in Vegas alone, away from the wives and kids, here for a convention or tradeshow, that will take me up on my offer. I posted one of my massage ads yesterday on CL and got hit with about 7 or 8 responses. I waded through the flakes and pic collectors and began to chat with a 45 year old black guy staying at Bellagio Hotel on the Strip. We agreed to meet at his room at 4pm. after he got out of his trade show. I got there on time and he opened the door wearing a handsome and expensive looking suit and tie. "Hi, Dave. Thanks for being on time. Unfortunately, I'm running behind. I just got back to my room. Do you have enough time for me to hop in the shower", Donovan asked? "Yes. Of course. Take your time", I replied. Donovan invited me in. After I shook his hand, I moved to the window to admire his beautiful view of the Bellagio fountain, The Eiffel tower and the High Roller observation wheel across the strip. Donovan was kicking off his dress shoes, removing his suit, tie, shirt and pants. He joined me at the window in his boxers and undershirt. "Amazing view. Isn't it?" he asked. I turn to find him right next to me. FUCK! He's an incredibly sexy and attractive black man. As I said, about 45, 6'2, muscular, masculine, with handsome facial features. He squeezes my shoulder and says, "I'll be right back", as he pulled his undershirt off and tossed it onto the dresser as he headed into the bathroom. I soon heard the water in the shower start. I was imagining his hot, naked black body in that shower, getting soaped up. It was all I could do not to strip and join him in the shower. But, all we had discussed was a massage. Nothing sexual. He had told me he was married with 2 kids. One girl in the first year of college. And one boy still in high school. So, I knew he was living a "str8 life". But, I had no idea yet if he's experienced m2m sex before? Or if he was even looking for that? However, of course from most previous experience, they usually let me go there with the massages. Within about 4 or 5 minutes, I heard the water shut off, The shower curtain slid back and shortly Donovan came out still drying off with the large, plush, white hotel towel. His cock was flopping in front of him. And, boy, was he hung. I'm guessing he was hanging about 7 inches soft. With a thick, mushroom head, covered with foreskin, swinging between his legs. With low hanging, floppy balls swinging back and forth. "How do you want me?", he asked. "Why don't you lie sideways along the foot of the bed. Then I can work on your head, shoulders and feet as well". He tosses the towel to the floor and laid face down on the foot of the bed as I remove my clothes. Even with a King Sized bed, his feet hung over the edge of the bed. I move to his head and begin to massage his shoulders, neck and upper back. I oil up his back, butt and thighs. I lightly rub all of this oil into his soft, light chocolate skin. Then I go back to massaging his top torso. After spending about 5 minutes on his upper torso, I move to his lower back and buttocks. His butt is a muscular bubble butt. I pour a bit more oil onto his ass. Letting a bit of the oil dribble into his ass crack. I lightly massage the oil into his skin. Getting my fingers into his ass crack. He widens his legs as I massage his ass. Then he lifts up his crotch and adjusts his cock, so that his cock lays flat against the mattress, under his balls and sticking out between his legs. I can see his big cockhead between his muscular thighs. I continue to massage his massive ass, upper and inner thighs as I can see his cock harden, thicken and lengthen between his thighs. I now spend a few minutes getting my fingers between his butt cheeks, rubbing across his ass bud. He moans slightly and lifts his ass just a bit. Then my fingers lightly go over his balls as I rub his inner thighs. He moans again and lifts his ass a bit again. I work my hands down his thighs and calves. Then I begin to massage his feet. Donovan is now moaning loudly. I get on my knees, at his feet and lightly brush my goatee along the bottom of his feet. I can see that it tickles a bit. But he's also turned on by it. He almost gasps. I now take his big toe into my mouth and suck on it. He goes wild. "Oh, Fuck!" he exclaims! I now suck on each of his toes individually. Then move to the other foot. And repeat all of that on his other foot and toes. I now massage back up his legs and again focus on his ass. I spread his asscheeks and now flick my tongue across his asshole. His back arches and his ass raises. I now spread his ass cheeks and lick his hole more. Then slide my tongue into his hole. He's now moaning and grinding his ass on my face. As I come up for air, Donovan flips over. His big cock has grown to over 8.5"s, maybe 9"s of thick black cock. It's sticking straight up. I take his foreskin covered cockhead into my mouth and suck on his foreskin. I slip my tongue up into the skin, flicking his mushroomed cockhead that's cocooned inside his ample foreskin. My lips push his foreskin back and I swallow as much of his thick cock down my throat. I nearly choke on it. I'm fondling his balls as I suck his bbc. I'm on the side of him as I bend over sucking on his cock. He now reaches behind me and begins to squeeze my asscheeks. Then he slips a finger into my ass crack and rubs my asshole with his long finger. Ahhh....... This is going to be fun. He wants to fuck. I moan, to let him know I'm game. I want him to fuck me. He's wasting no time. He quickly flips himself up, swings sideways and stands up. Since I know what he's wanting, I grab my poppers from my supply bag that I've left on the dresser. I climb onto the foot of the bed. On my hands and knees, I put my ass up. He's now rubbing his hands all over my ass and spitting on my hole. He spits a few times, then presses the saliva up into my hole. He slaps his cock onto my asshole a few times. And spits on his cockhead and my hole again. I'm poppering up as he begins to push his bbc up into me. It's hurting and I arch my back a bit. He gets the clue and stops pushing as I continue to sniff on my poppers. As he feels my ass relax a bit, he again begins to push into me. Soon, he's slowly pushed all the way into my ass, balls deep. He holds his cock deep inside me for a moment for me to get used to it. Once the pain has subsided, I began to slowly rock on his cock. He now begins to meet my thrusts with his thrusts. Within a minute his cock is now slamming into me. I'm again sniffing on poppers as he pounds my ass. His balls slap against mine. His long, boney fingers are now digging into my sides as he grabs hold of me to ram even more deeply and hard into my ass. "Oh, Fuck! Your ass feels good, Baby", he says as he's ramming into me. "A nice, silky pussy, Baby! I love your hole", he said. Donovan is now pumping into me with a fast rhythm. His crotch would slap against my ass cheeks each time he rammed into me. I'd grunt and he'd moan. He now began to slap my ass cheeks with his hand. "SWAT", his hand would slap my ass as he pounded into me. The bed was banging against the wall. My ass was stinging from his slaps and my head was spinning from the poppers. I was experiencing pure pleasure from his bbc. I really have no idea how long he fucked me? But all too soon, I heard his breathing quicken and deeper as he began a low growl......... "Grrrrrrrr............aaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhAAAAAAAAHHHH......... FUCKKKKKK..!!!!", he yelled, as his cock exploded inside me. He held his bbc deep inside me, as my ass was milking his cock, while he shook in orgasm. He collapsed onto me, grabbing me around the shoulders, pulling me with him, onto my side as he collapsed on his side on the bed. I laid there as he partially spooned behind me. Both of us catching our breaths. Donovan began to laugh. "I'm guessing you liked that", I chuckled. "What's so funny?", I asked. "I don't know? I just have an annoying habit of laughing, when I've just had a mind blowing orgasm like that. That was fuckin' HOT, Mister!", he said. "I just love to fuck a good ass. I love good sex. And it just makes me laugh out of pleasure. Does that make sense?" he says. "It does, indeed. Glad you enjoyed it. I'm confused, however. You said you were str8. With a wife and 2 kids. From the way you fucked, I gather you've fucked guys before. Right?" I said. "Oh, yeah. I consider myself to be str8. 'Cause I live a str8 life. I am married and a father. But, I've been fucking guys for 15 years or more. My wife likes a boring, soft, romantic fuck. She wants "lovemaking", not sex. But, as you can tell, I like to fuck hard, rough and deep. Only a guy can take a hard pounding from my cock. Even a lot of gay guys can't take my dick. But, I find a hell of a lot more guys can take my dick in their asses, than women. And a gay guy's ass is a hell of a lot easier to find and pound that some slutty cunt anytime", he says with a laugh. We both cuckle and I assure him that that's the same reason a lot of "str8" guys have given me in the past. He's not alone. He soon gives me a quick and friendly kiss on my neck as he pulls himself up and climbs off the bed. He moves to the closet and pulls the white terrycloth robe from the hanger and puts it on. That's my clue to get up and dress. "Well, I wish I'd found you the first night I was here in town. I would have fucked you at least once, if not twice, all 3 of these days that I've been in town. Unfortunately, I leave in the morning. But, I'll keep your email. I get here once a year or so. I want to fuck you again", he said. I've finished dressing. We give each other a hug and I leave.

Todd was admired by most of his team mates and those who played on opposing teams as well. He had played soccer and baseball in high school and had trouble deciding which to follow at university. He had been recruited by 2 state universities for soccer and 3 for baseball. He wanted to go where no one knew him. Todd had a secret to protect from the guys at home. As the school year wound down, Todd became more and more ill at ease. He had to make a decision. He decided on the school furthest from home. He knew none of his classmates were going there and it was in a major metropolitan area. His campus visit made the decision easy. He was wined and dined by the coach and given a guide from the baseball team. Todd was a catcher. He had the squat formation perfect. As a result, his thighs and calves were well muscled. He had a large ass that really filled out his baseball pants in the squat. His tour guide was a catcher as well, but a senior to be graduated in 2 weeks. He was tall for a catcher, but nimble. Todd was impressed. He was more impressed as he met pitchers. The varsity first baseman was nicknamed Stretch for obvious reasons. The guys all seemed likable. Todd thought he would fit in. That catcher tour guide TJ's roomie was away for a quick visit to his family. So Todd bunked in the room with TJ. Two rooms shared a bath between them. TJ told Todd to go ahead and shower as they were going out to a campus party that night. Todd said he really didn't have clothes for a party. TJ volunteered some of his roomies. Todd wondered but wanted to see what parties on campus were like. He made his way into the shower. Odd, there were no locks on the doors. oh well, Todd stripped, folded is clothes neatly, and climbed in. There was plenty of hot water but little steam. Todd loved the pulsating shower head. It caused a rise in his groin. He stayed in the shower a long time. When he came out, TJ was coming in from the hall. Todd wrapped in the bath towel searched his bag for underwear. Shit, he had none. TJ said no problem and gave him a cock sock to wear. Todd laughed and said, "You can't be serious." TJ remarked that all the guys wear them. Todd donned the cocksock before dropping the towel. Little did Todd know that TJ and the guys in the next room had watched him in the shower via camera. They saw his big dig get hard, saw him shoot his wad, nearly collapse against the wall. But most of all they loved the way he soaped his ass and his hole, slipping one the two fingers in. Now only did they see, they recorded it all. The roomie's clothes fit Todd a little snuggly, especially around the ass. Oh well. It was a campus party. When the two left, they were met by other players coming out of rooms into the hall. They walked together to a spot in the woods laughing as joking as only college jocks do. The clearing had tables, benches, 2 sheds, and an outhouse. There was an old fashioned water pump. two old washtubs held ice and beer. A makeshift bar held hard liquor. The guys began to party. TJ brough Todd a beer and a chaser. Todd was accustomed to beer but not alcohol. He watched as TJ chugged his beer and slammed his shot. So Todd followed suit. After a few minutes Todd felt a stirring in his crotch. He knew there was no way to hide it, the pants were too tight. The guys continued to drink, they passed around a few smokes. Todd had never smoked. But he took one, Marlboro the label said. What Todd didn't know was the guys had laced that one cigarette with g. Todd would soon be extremely hard in his pants and extremely happy and needy. To be continued if I get guys wanting it

The darkest dark room I’ve ever been to is the Cellar in Toronto. Sexiest scene ever! Holes, hands, mouths, everywhere. It was a tactile fantasy land and all my senses were blazing because I couldn’t see a thing. Hot AF!

A warning guys. Looks like Xtube has a security problem. The last few days I already noticed I suddenly got pop-ups which looked like system messages from my PC (blank) and loads of pop-up ads from Xtube, the ones where you are chasing new pop-ups all over your screen to click them away. I never had that before with Xtube. Today I get warnings from Norton Antivirus (Symantec) telling me it is blocking attacks when I accessed Xtube for a virus called "JSCoinminer downlad 10." I had to shut off the security notification because they popped up every 10 seconds. Googling it it seems to be a vicious Trojan infection trying to steal personal data and makes your PC sluggish. In my case Norton blocked it but should it have installed itself on your PC there are pages as well how to remove it. Hopefully Xtube gets their security updated. I'll wait for a few days before trying to access it again.

My first time raw was unplanned and my first time getting fucked. I was at a small ABS that only had 3 booths, with a hole in each wall. A late 40s guy wandered around following me as I browsed the store, then went to a booth. I was curious and went to the middle one. After he got hard he fed his cock thru the hole and I naturally started to suck him off. We played like this for a few minutes, then the store attendant opened my door and watched while stroking himself. I was so turned on at that point I didn't care and kept going. After a few more minutes the attendant told us to follow him. We went to a back room after he locked the front door. They had me strip and get down on all fours, then while I started sucking the first man again I felt the other guy lubing up my asshole and slowly feed his cock up into me. He had a good 7 inches and nice and thick. Once he took my anal virginity he started slamming away for what felt like hours but sadly wasn't near that long. The man I was sucking off came first and I happily swallowed every drop. Then I felt the guy in back tense up and start shooting into me. I honestly thought I'd gone to heaven it was sooo fucking good. I didn't even think twice when he came around front and told me to suck him clean, I just naturally did it. Since then I've gone to more shops looking to repeat that experience, but nothing beats the first time for me. And I always take it raw now.

...when I asked my dad for a raise in pocket money and he said I'd have to earn it first, I had no idea he was talking about THIS...

DADDY WAS HERE

commando , or jockstraps (I've got a few...)

Part 21 - You’re Number One Joe was walking across campus after classes to get back to the car when his phone rang. It was Nick. “Hey, Nick. How’s it going?” Joe asked. Nick said “Damn good, thanks. You?” “Great here too, I just got done with classes for the day and I’m heading home. Have you thought more about my offer?” Joe asked, deliberately avoiding passersby so no one would overhear the conversation. “Oh yeah, I couldn’t stop thinking about it," Nick replied, before asking “Are you really serious? I’ve had a few guys string me along and we never met.” “Dead serious” Joe said with a sinister laugh. “Fuck, I am so hard right now thinking about it. How do you want to set this up? I can pay you guys if you want, but I don’t have a lot of cash,” Nick said. Joe could hear the desire in his voice. “The guys and I were thinking that we’ll do it in a hotel room and just tag team you until we’re empty. If there is anything special you want to do, just let us know. And don’t worry about paying us. We’re just helping a guy out,” Joe said emotionlessly. “I kind of want some more info if you don’t mind,” Nick said as he started to rattle off questions. “How may guys are there? How toxic are they? Are they all our age or old guys? Any of them have AIDS? Are we just going to fuck or are you going to wreck my hole first or blood slam me? Is it just going to be a one night breeding or are we going to keep breeding until I convert?” Joe chuckled at how prepared Nick was and said “Wow, you really have been thinking about this. Lets see if I remembered all your questions. There are five of us, for sure. We all just got over the flu and tested poz but don’t have our numbers yet. One guy is about your age and the oldest is twenty seven. Since we just converted, no one has AIDS. Its up to you if you want us to prep your hole. We didn’t when we got bred, but one guy did have a large PA. Two of us have smaller PAs, so they’ll do some damage. I hate needles and I don’t know if anyone else is up for doing a blood slam. Oh, and we were just planning on doing it one night and seeing if it takes. Maybe we can do a second or third if it doesn’t. Whew. Was that all of the questions?” “Uh, Yeah, I think so. I guess the big one I forgot is how soon can we do it?” asked Nick. “Well, one guy lives down in the city and works, so his schedule is a little less flexible. He’s available Tuesday and Thursday this week in the evenings. He can probably do most other days before 3:00 PM,” Joe answered. “Can we really do it tomorrow night? Fuck that would be so hot. It’s my birthday!” Nick said enthusiastically. “I think so. I’ll send a message to everyone and get back to you. Give me an hour or two,” Joe said. Joe sent off messages to everyone and got replies back from everyone but Steven. When he got back to the apartment Steven was there crying. Joe went over to him and put his arm around him and asked what was wrong. Steven finally was able to explain that his Mom had called and yelled at him for not showing up to work at the restaurant. When he said that if his Dad didn’t want him as part the family, he assumed that meant he didn’t want him around their restaurant too. He said his mom kept yelling at him and called him worthless and lazy and perverted. Then later his phone went dead. Since it was on a family plan, he assumed they shut it off. Joe tried his best to calm him down. He finally said “Steven, your biological family has left you because they can’t accept you for who you are. You are a great person - smart, funny, generous, and sexy. We are your new family now. We look out for each other and help each other. Lets go over to the megamart and pick up a new SIM for your phone and get you a cheap pay as you go plan so you can keep in contact with the ones that really care about you. It took a while but Joe finally felt it was okay to ask Steven if Tuesday evening would be good for him for their meeting with Nick. Steven nodded and then rubbed his cock through his pants. Joe sent a message back to Nick telling him 7:00 PM, room 152 at the Rest Inn Lodge. Joe, Kyle and Steven hit their classes on Tuesday as if it was just an ordinary day. At lunch time, Joe found a secluded area on the campus quad and sat down on a bench. He started typing out a message “Joe here, u said I should call if u if I had a Q about being poz. Talk?” and hit send and sat back waiting for a response from Tyler. He put his headphones on and plugged them into his phone and listened to some music. About ten minutes later he got a message back - “Need 15 min.” Joe smiled and turned up the music a bit and waited. The phone rang and Joe answered. “Hi Tyler, I have a question that I was hoping you could help me out with.” “Sure, what is it?” “Is there any chance we can find out our viral loads before our appointments?” asked Joe. “Uh, we don’t like to give that info out like that. Why do you want to know?” responded Tyler. Joe started “This is off the record, ok?” and heard a “mmhmm” from the other side and continued “I have a chaser and our group is going to help him out, but he wanted to know how toxic we were before it happens.” Joe heard Tyler laugh and say “You pigs. I guess you’re dealing with it ok, then. How many guys are helping?” “There’s five of us and he wants to meet tonight” Joe replied. “Wow, thats quick. Give me the names and I’ll see what I can do” Tyler said. Joe gave him the names of the guys and heard Tyler tell him “OK, give me 30 and I’ll call you back.” Joe waited patiently until the thirty minutes was up and then started glancing at his phone almost every minute. Finally the phone rang and it was Tyler and Joe answered “Yo, dude.” "Hey, I have the info, but I can't really give it to you. If anyone found out, I'd lose my job. I'll give you some info, but I have to get a bit of the action in exchange" Tyler told Joe. Joe frowned. This wasn’t going as he planned, but said “You want to breed the guy? If you’re toxic and can meet tonight at 7:00, I’d say sure.” “I work until seven. Can I be a bit late? I have to go home and shower. I can probably get there by 8:00,” responded Tyler. “You can shower in the hotel room if you don’t mind an audience checking you out. Room 152 at the Rest Inn Lodge. Get there as soon as you can after work. Now, what info can you give me?” Joe asked. “Uh, please don’t share this with anyone than your group and the, uh, guest of honor. The viral loads from the poz tests last week were from 88k to 437k. I can’t tell you who had what and there’s some of you in the middle, but it should satisfy your neg bud,” Tyler said quietly. “Cool, I really appreciate it. See you tonight for some crazy fun. Bye” Joe responded. Joe, Kyle and Steven showed up at the hotel room early with their sling knocked down and in its travel bag. They ran into Dennis finishing up the prep work on the room. Some drinks were laid out in ice bins, the bed was covered in the rubber cover and the restraint rings were attached to the corners of the bed. The TV had a rough bareback porn video playing. Joe and Kyle reassembled the sling and set out the lube, poppers and toys they had brought along. There was a knock at the door and it was Corey. “Hey guys, I was hoping the victim would let me watch and maybe video the event. I can fuck too, but obviously I’m shooting blanks” Corey said as he walked in the room and looked around. “That's all up to Nick. You’ll have to ask him when he gets here,” replied Joe. At ten minutes to seven there was another knock at the door. Dennis answered it and it was Aaron. He walked into the room, visibly nervous and said “I hope I’m not too late. Traffic was a bitch. I’m gonna rinse off in the shower” and started to strip as he was walking to the bathroom. He dropped his bag, pulled his clothes off and got into the shower oblivious that everyone was watching him. They noticed that his cock was a little stiff already and they all smiled to each other. Aaron put on a new jockstrap that he bought, some basketball shorts and a sleeveless t-shirt and walked out and found a spot to sit. Kyle passed the joint to him and he took a big hit. “Aaaahhh” he said softly as the rush hit him, and then “Fuck I needed that. My cock has been hard the entire drive up here.” The clock ticked seven and the five guys sat around in the room, passing a joint around and drinking. At five after, Joe sent a text message to Nick asking where he was. They guys started to wonder if they got played or Nick had gotten cold feet. At 7:15, there was a knock at the door and everyone turned and looked at the door. Joe got up and opened the door and saw it was Nick. He pulled Nick inside and looked around outside to see if Tyler was anywhere around. Nick walked in the room and checked each of the guys out while they were examining their prey. Nick had an athletic build and was a runner. His body was well defined even though he didn’t run regularly any more. His hair was dark blond and he kept his chest shaved but left a treasure trail below his navel leading down to a thin eight inch uncut cock. He had a nice firm bubble butt and legs that were taut and muscular, both with a light covering of hair. As he scanned the room he quietly said “Oh fuck” with his eyes on Aaron. Aaron looked back at Nick and said “Scooter?” Nick blushed at the sound of his high school nickname that he had almost forgotten about. “Yeah, but I don’t use that nickname any more.” Everyone looked back and forth between Aaron and Nick until someone asked “Scooter?“ Nick just shook his head and said “Its an old nickname with a long story. Hi guys, I’m Nick.” Joe could see the discomfort in Nick’s posture and hoped that the party was not going to fall apart at the last minute. Dennis broke the awkward silence with “I take it you two know each other?” Aaron responded first “Yeah, we went to high school together. I had a big crush on him, but I thought he was straight. He always had a girlfriend and there were rumors that he knocked one of them up.” Nick looked even more uncomfortable and said “I thought I was straight too and yeah, I knocked one of my girlfriends up trying to prove it. No one wants a gay jock.” Joe interrupted with a loud “AHEM! They’re the best kind of jock” and rolled his eyes. “Anyway, once I had sex with a guy, I realized why I needed to steal my Dad’s Viagra to have sex with women. I was gay.” Aaron said “Damn, I would have given anything to have been that guy. I jacked off so many times to thoughts of you.” Nick blushed and chuckled. “It almost happened a few times, but I chickened out. I didn’t want to be seen with someone some people thought was gay. Sorry.” Joe looked at Nick and said “I know this is kinda awkward, so I can understand if you don’t want to go through with it tonight.” “I’ve been so fuckin’ pumped all weekend thinking about tonight, I can’t stop now,” Nick said. Joe asked “You okay with it, Aaron?” Without hesitation Aaron replied “Hell, yeah.” Nick looked directly at Aaron and asked “So everyone here is poz?” “All but Corey, but we’ll get to that later” Joe said and then continued “We all found out a week and a half ago and haven’t taken any meds yet. I have a bit more info that I was hoping another guest would give, but he said he would get here a little late from work.” Everyone looked curiously at Joe and he grinned. “A little birdie told me that the guys that tested poz the week we did had a viral load of eighty eight thousand to four hundred thirty seven thousand. So the guys here tonight are in that range.” Dennis’s and Kyle’s jaws dropped. “Fuck, yeah. That should do it” Nick said and then added “I took one of the home tests today and it said neg. I have a pic of it if anyone wants to see.” “Nah, thats cool. Do you prefer the bed or the sling, Nick?” Dennis asked. “Let's start out on the bed and then do the sling later,” he said with a grin. Joe laughed and said “Let's get naked and you can pick which cock goes in you first.” As each man removed his clothing, Corey commented “I’m the neg guy. Dennis is my boyfriend. I’m on prep and like to fuck with poz guys. I want to watch if that’s okay, maybe take some pics or vids if you’re cool with it or even fuck you when you’re loaded.” Nick broke out laughing. “Thats sick dude. I love it. Uh… I want copies of all the pics and videos. Just don’t put them up anywhere online. Okay?” “No problem,” Corey replied. Joe said “Oh, by the way, it’s Nick’s birthday today. Lets all give him a birthday gift he’ll remember!” “Line up so I can pick my first toxic cock” said Nick. The guys lined up, each stroking himself to get his cock even stiffer. Corey followed Nick down the line, videoing each of the hard cocks. Nick made it about half way and there was a knock on the door. Joe ran over and hid his naked body behind the door as he cracked it open. It was Tyler standing there in his medical scrubs. “Cool, you made it. We haven’t started yet.” Tyler walked in the room and there were a few gasps. “Guys, here is our other special guest. Tyler, I think you know most of these guys. This is Nick, our bottom slut for the evening and this is Corey, Dennis’s boyfriend. The shower is over there. We’ll wait until you rinse off and then we can get going.” By this time, Kyle had lit another joint and was passing it around. Nick said “Oh, I almost forgot, I brought this," pulling out a toothbrush. "Anyone want to help?” Joe pushed Nick over toward the sling and bent him over. “I’ve never done this, I’ve just seen it in porn” said Joe as he started to push the brush into Nick’s pussy. Nick groaned and started to scream but he cut himself off. Joe twisted the brush as it went in and felt the bristles get just inside the ring. He waited a moment and then started to work the brush in deeper, pushing in and out and rotating the brush. He worked the brush until he heard the water stop from the shower. He slowly pulled the brush out and the tips of the bristles were red and there was a drop of blood clinging on to one of the bristles. He helped Nick up and noticed he was sweating and had bitten his lip and there was blood running down his chin. Tyler walked out into the room naked. “Stand down here, Tyler, next to me” Joe said. As Tyler walked everyone stared at his body. He really did look like he could be a model. His cock, which was semi-erect, was already over six inches, thick with a large PA piercing. Joe was the only one to see Tyler’s back and spotted the large biohazard tattoo between his shoulder blades, the only thing altering his perfect lightly tanned skin. With all of the cocks now at full hardness, Nick once again went down the line trying to decide which would be the first one to fuck and fill him with a viral load. He checked each of them, feeling them and playing with the three pierced cocks. “I want Aaron to do the honors, since I’ve wanted to fuck with him the longest,” Nick said. Aaron pumped his fist and said “Yeah!” as he walked towards the bed, pushing Nick. Nick got on all fours in the center of the bed. Aaron lubed his cock and then got behind Nick, rubbing his cock head on Nick’s tortured hole. “You sure you want to get pozzed up, Scooter?” Aaron asked. “Knock me up, Aaron. Fuck me and give me that toxic cum. POZ ME UP!” Nick begged. Aaron pushed his rock hard cock into Nick’s hole, finally getting it to open and got the head of his cock inside. Aaron moaned and waited a moment before shoving the remaining length of his shaft inside. This was only the second guy he had ever fucked and he was enjoying this even more than Corey’s hole. He had dreamt of having sex with Nick years ago and now he was doing it for real. He started thrusting in and out, slowly at first and getting harder and longer. The feeling of Nick’s battered hole around his cock turned him on more and more. He would slam his cock in and feel Nick’s hole throb around his cock and then pound him hard several times before slowing down and letting his balls relax a bit. Everyone was standing around the bed stroking and watching him fuck and hopefully poz his high school crush. He felt like a porn star, and he kind of was, as Corey recorded all of it. He tried to fight off the impending orgasm, but when Joe pinched his nipple, he couldn’t wait any more and rammed his cock in and felt his balls spew their buggy contents. He hadn’t shot a load since he bred Corey the previous week and it showed with huge amounts of cum flooding Nick’s hole. Aaron laid down on Nick’s back as his hips thrust in a few more times, pushing the cum in deeper. He whispered in Nick’s ear “Thanks. I hope its mine that knocks you up.” Aaron pulled his cock out and moved in front of Nick, letting him lick and suck the blood, cum and ass juice off his still hard cock. Joe was next in line and slammed his cock into Nick’s hole, forcing some of the cum out and it ran down his balls on to the bed. Joe couldn’t believe he was finally fucking his first neg guy with his poz cock. While it felt the same as countless guys he had fucked before, the mental image of his virus infecting Nick made it so much hotter. When Aaron pulled his cock out of Nicks mouth and got off the bed, Joe pushed Nick’s shoulders down to the bed and got in the jockey position and started slamming as hard as he could into Nick’s sloppy cunt. Joe looked down and a pink froth covered his pubes. It reminded why he was fucking Nick and it pushed him over edge and he shot several volleys of his poz cum deep into Nick’s hole. Like Aaron, he pulled his cock out and then fed it to Nick to clean. Nick tried to deep throat Joe, but kept gagging on the piercing. Dennis was next and he spared no mercy to Nick’s now ravaged hole. His sweat dripped down on to Nick’s back. Dennis ground his hips around, making sure his cock visited every part of Nick’s fuck chute. As he got close to cumming, Tyler got up on the bed behind Dennis and started to whisper in his ear, urging him on and then telling him quietly “You are so fucking toxic dude. One load from your cock would probably poz him up.” That was all it took to cause Dennis' cock to pump its deadly load into Nick’s fertile cunt. Tyler took Dennis’s place after he pulled out, pounding his hole relentlessly until he added his own poz cum to the slop inside Nick. Steven followed Tyler and the one that had been quiet all evening became an animal. It was a fuck to breed and infect. The guys were shocked at the change in demeanor but it turned them all on. After shooting his cum into Nick, he did the same as everyone else and made Nick suck his cock clean. Kyle had been edging the entire time, watching Nick get fucked. He didn’t think he would last long and he didn’t. His long, firm thrusts were poking Nick’s prostate and Nick was leaking all over the bed. Finally Kyle put his arm around Nick’s neck and pulled back, preventing Nick from breathing. Nick tried to shake free and then his body started to spasm, bringing Kyle past the point of no return and he shot several large spurts of cum into Nick’s destroyed cunt. He pulled out and Nick was and almost too exhausted to clean his cock, but he did. Kyle fell down on the bed next to Nick and the two sat there gasping for breath. As Nick lay on the bed recovering, he looked around the room and smiled. This was what he had dreamt of as his conversion fantasy. He finally got up and grabbed a bottle of water and drank it down, attempting to replace all the sweat he had lost. The guys started chatting a bit until Nick walked over and laid in the sling. Aaron took the hint and went over and helped put him in the straps. Nick was adjusting himself in the sling when Aaron thrust his cock into Nick’s hole. Round two had begun and the guys followed the same order, each dumping a second load into Nick. Aaron, Tyler and Dennis added a third load from each before they collapsed on the bed. Joe got up and took a buttplug and slid it into Nick’s well lubed hole. After resting a bit, the guys grabbed a beer and another joint got passed around. Tyler looked around the room, matching face with viral load. He then said “I have one other thing we can do to help Nick join the brotherhood. Nick are you interested?” “Yeah, of course” Nick replied. “Dennis, are you up for it?” Tyler continued. “Yeah, maybe” said Dennis, confused as to why he was the only one that was asked. “I brought a syringe. We can take the guy with the highest viral load and give Nick a blood slam. No drugs, just sharing your blood directly with Nick. We don’t have to, its up to Dennis and Nick.” Nick laid back in the sling and laid his arm out saying “I’m up for it if anyone wants to.” Dennis nodded and Tyler got up and got the stuff - one syringe, alcohol wipes and a rubber strap. Dennis sat in a chair and Tyler tightened the strap and drew blood into the syringe filling it three quarters of the way. He removed the strap and moved over to Nick, tying the strap and and pushed the needle in and drew some of his blood in to mix with Dennis’s. He untied the strap and slowly pushed he plunger down. Nick just stared at the syringe as the blood emptied into his body. The other guys watched from a distance. The guys sat around a little while longer drinking and smoking. At 1:00 AM, Dennis announced that he had to go home and get some sleep. Corey knew he was going to get fucked when they got home and was on his feet in seconds. Joe, Kyle and Steven also got up to leave. Dennis told Aaron that if he didn’t want to drive back home tonight he could just sleep in the room. Nick looked up and asked “Mind if I stay here too?” “Not at all. You just need to be out by 10:00 or I’ll have to deal with an angry housekeeper,” Dennis said. As the door shut closed, Nick and Aaron curled up next to each other naked on the couch before falling asleep.

Kelvin’s Graduation PART THREE – Evolution Kelvin could feel the rivulets of sweat as they ran down into the small of his back. He was panting now as Coach’s hands held Kelvin’s hips in place as each thrust of Coach’s hips buried his cock deeper and deeper into Kevin’s eager hole. “This is what you were made for, Coach’s little fuck toy and cum dump.” Kelvin grunted as Coach’s dick bottomed out against Kelvin’s prostate sending waves of pleasure through his body like electricity. “Get ready boy, it’s time for you to get a load of Coach’s DNA up that breeding hole of yours. Once Coach marks your ass it’ll be his forever. That was the deal boy, remember?” The rhythm of Coach’s pounding increased as Kevin moaned under the onslaught. “Tell me that you want my cum boy, beg for me to mark your ass and make it mine. Tell Coach to take what you already know belongs to him. Give Coach your ass…your body.” “My soul” thought Kelvin but he could hardly speak. Between pumps he managed to grunt, “Yes, your load. Give it.” “What?” asked Coach, “I need you to be clear what you want from me.” Kelvin had never thought he’d be in this position. Never thought he’d be getting fucked on all fours, like some bitch in heat. He never dreamed of losing himself in the sensations of pleasure which now occupied and filled all of his senses. As Coach’s assault on Kelvin’s ass reached fever pitch, Kelvin managed to grunt, “Mark my ass Coach! My ass is yours, it just took me time to realize it. I want your load swimming inside me. Breed me, Coach! Breed my ass!” As the last of the words tumbled out of his mouth Kelvin felt as though a weight was lifted from him and he finally felt free from the burden of being fearful for who and what he was. He could also hear a rumble in Coach’s throat as Coach took in the words. “Here’s Coach’s raw load boy,” yelled Coach Foley, “and now your ass and your whole body are fucking mine!” Coach’s body shook and he let out a noise somewhere between a grunt and a roar and Kelvin could feel Coach’s dick flex and knew that his insides were now getting covered with Coach’s spunk. As Kelvin pictured Coach’s load roiling inside him, he felt his own balls tighten and his dick stiffen against his stomach. A wave of pleasure, like electricity, spread through him and he also roared out in release. Wads of cum sprayed his abdomen before dripping to the wrestling mat below. With each spurt, he could feel his ass tightening and milking Coach’s dick for every last drop. Again and again, Coach pulled back and drilled deep and each time Kelvin could feel Coach’s cock flex inside his ass filling his guts with DNA and marking him as Coach’s fuck toy. His breeding bitch. His cum dump. As Coach slowed his pumping he leaned against Kelvin’s sweaty back with his dick still buried in Kelvin’s now cum-filled ass and placed his mouth near Kelvin’s ear. “Mine now,” he whispered. Kelvin woke in a sweat, soaking his sheets. The room was still dark and Kelvin let out a heavy sigh. “Another fucking dream,” he thought. He didn’t even need to check, his cock was still wrapped in the metal cage as it had been for the last two weeks and was aching as it strained against its confines. Once again he found that even without a hardon, he managed to dump a load of spunk in his sheets. Fuck, third time this week. As he rolled over onto his back he closed his eyes and thought to himself, “How the hell did I get here?” It had been two weeks since Coach has caged him up and two weeks without getting off. Sure he was having these wet dreams and his cum was flowing - but the release, the power behind the orgasm was evading him. He had never been so horny in his entire life. He couldn’t not watch the videos Coach had given him, they were too fucking hot. They were also fucking with him and he could tell it. Gone, or at least diminished, were his fantasies of swallowing Coach’s loads. Now he was dreaming of Coach’s thick cock sliding into his ass and dropping load after load inside. But this wasn’t him. He didn’t want to get fucked. Sure he had some fun experiments after that first time fingering his hole, but his mind screamed against the thought of Coach’s monster busting its way through his hole. Despite the cage and the lack of cumming he still looked forward to his and Coach’s work-outs. He could feel his cock start to swell as the afternoon ticked away and was familiar with that ache which started after lunch as his cock strained against the metal in anticipation. He was now regularly getting two and sometimes three loads out of Coach each day. Coach had praised his increase in skills and was happy with how fast he had taken to both the cage and his role as cum swallower. Sure, he missed the orgasms, but Coach had turned out to be right. What he realized he wanted most were Coach’s praise and his loads. Coach Foley sat in his shorts in his office thinking about Kelvin’s next workout session. It was time to move the line so to speak and see if Kelvin was willing to take another step forward. Coach had been happy with his progress so far. Kelvin never bitched about the cage or not getting to shoot his load. Sometimes he could see the hunger, the need, building behind Kelvin’s eyes but it evaporated quickly with a word of praise and a dose of daddy milk from Coach’s balls. Kelvin was a good choice, a natural boy, eager to take direction. Coach smiled. He’d picked a good one this year. After last year’s disappointment, all that work and no seroconversion, he was gaining confidence that Kelvin would be the next to carry Coach’s viral DNA far and wide. He walked over to the fridge and pulled out another batch of chem piss for the next step. When Kelvin arrived, he stripped down as usual and assumed Position One, as he had been for the last couple of weeks. Coach arrived and handed his regular dose of energy drink and watched as he swallowed it down. Kelvin’s felt his actual workouts had been going well and even after only two weeks his muscle memory had kicked in and he was showing signs of definition. The testosterone probably wasn’t hurting either although Coach was careful with the dosing so that it was enough to help with workouts. Kelvin smiled. Probably also helps keep me horny, although that never really seemed to be a problem. At the end of the last reps, Kevin moved over and assumed Position 2 ready for Coach’s meat and a load of gravy. Coach smiled, saying, “We’re going to try something new today, get over here.” Coach led him over to another piece of gym equipment. “This is a table vault, normally used in gymnastics, but I’ve found other uses for it. I want to lay on your stomach on it. Your head will be at this end and your ass at the other. I can adjust the height so I can just slide my dick into your mouth. Give it a try,” encouraged Coach. It was a bit awkward at first to find the right way to lay on it, but once Kelvin found the sweet spot and once the height was adjusted, Kelvin found that deep throating Coach’s cock was even easier in this new position. It was a bit weird having his ass hanging off the end, but once Coach’s cock was in place, nothing else seemed to matter. Coach was enjoying the view and the blowjob. Kelvin was buried to the bush on Coach’s cock and was using his throat muscles to milk Coach’s head and shaft. That alone would have been enough, but in this position Coach also had a great view of Kelvin’s ass which moved in time with the boy’s swallowing motions. It didn’t take long of watching Kelvin’s perfect furry ass bobbing up and down until Coach lost his first load deep inside Kelvin’s gullet. Now it was time to see about moving that line. As Kevin began to work on Coach’s second load, Coach starting encouraging him and praising his cock sucking skills. “Your mouth and throat make a cock feel good. How about Coach doing something to make you feel good too?” asked Coach. Kelvin could hardly answer, which was fine because Coach didn’t really care to hear one. As Kelvin continued to work his cock Coach leaned over and set his hands on Kelvin’s ass and began to gently rub it. At first, Coach could feel Kelvin’s alarm but as he continued to rub, Kelvin went back to sucking and was actually starting to moan softly. Coach kept up the rubbing and worked his way down toward Kelvin’s crack to get a view of Kelvin’s pink virgin hole. Kelvin continued his work and Coach took that as a sign to try the next step. Removing his hands his wetted a finger in his mouth and reached with the other hand to rub and then separate Kelvin’s cheeks, opening his crack and exposing his hole. Again there was a pause but Kelvin went back to working Coach’s shaft. Coach wet his finger again and carefully placed it along the edge of Kelvin’s hole and began to circle it. At his first touch, Kelvin had frozen in position as the wet finger edged around his tight ass. Slowly Kelvin resumed his work on Coach and his moaning had gotten louder. “Perfect,” thought Coach. “Going just like I planned.” Coach continued to circle Kelvin’s ass occasionally wiping across it which caused Kelvin’s ass to jump slightly but to return back to normal when Coach’s fingers resumed their erotic laps around his hole. Coach could feel Kelvin’s throat working overtime on his cock and he was ready to deliver a second load. Coach carefully covered his finger generously with spit and placed it against Kelvin’s hole. “Time to move that line,” he thought as he released his second load down Kelvin’s throat as he applied gentle pressure to Kelvin’s muscular ring which, after the previous massaging, gave token resistance and before yielding to Coach’s finger which slid easily to the second knuckle. Kelvin moaned as Coach’s dick twitched and its warm load hit his throat but was cut short with a new sensation. Coach, who had been playing with Kelvin’s ass and making it feel quite good, had changed tactics and Kelvin felt his hole give way to Coach’s thick finger. At first panicking, Kelvin focused on getting the Coach’s load down but he could not completely escape the feeling of pleasure that was growing in his ass. There was a feeling of hunger that he had not known existed and it was coming from his ass. The invading finger moved slightly deeper causing increased pressure but also with it, came a wave of pleasure. The pleasure of feeling that fullness in his ass was new to Kelvin, but he embraced it. Coach knew he had won when after pushing deeper he felt Kelvin’s ass relax instead of tightening back up. Coach’s spent cock suddenly surged back to life at the realization that Kelvin has stepped toward the line and was teetering on the edge. Moving slowly and intentionally Coach continued to work his expanding cock down Kelvin’s throat while sliding his finger along the wall of Kelvin’s ass. Kelvin moaned louder but did not retreat on either front. Eventually Coach’s finger located Kelvin’s prostate. “You doing ok, boy?” he asked. Getting only moaning in return he positioned his finger along the prostate and whispered in Kelvin’s ear, “Coach is ready to give you your gift for being such a good cocksucker.” Coach Foley applied gentle pressure on Kelvin’s knob and began to rub back and forth across it. He could feel Kelvin’s surprise as wave after wave of pleasure hit his system. His moaning became ragged and his throat muscles loosened slightly as the pleasure in his ass replaced it on center stage. Kelvin heard the Coach’s whisper but didn’t know what it meant. Suddenly his insides were aflame with sensations he did not think possible. His moaning got caught in his throat as Coach’s finger pressed against his insides and waves of pain/pleasure rolled through his ass and balls. There was some discomfort at first but it fell away as pleasure replaced it. Within a minute he was back to working Coach’s now rigid cock with his throat and could feel the shocks within him each time Coach’s finger made a pass. “Good boy,” whispered Coach again in Kelvin’s ear. “Let’s see if we can encourage those balls of yours a little.” Kelvin could feel the pressure from the finger increase and it sent waves rolling through his balls. Suddenly, he felt cum oozing out of his dick in a steady stream. It wasn’t his normal precum, which was always generous, and it wasn’t an orgasm but he could feel it spilling out as the pressure increased inside him. It seemed to go on forever as more and more cum emptied from his trapped, flaccid cock. He couldn’t stop it so he focused on Coach’s cock lodged in his throat. “Doing great boy, I’m definitely getting off on milking cum outta your bloated nuts. Never knew you could dump a load without cumming, eh? Maybe sometime soon we’ll teach you a way to cum with that cage on,” teased Coach. “For now, Coach needs you to swallow his load.” Coach felt Kelvin’s apprehension slip away and smiled. The boy had taken the next step, had crossed the line. He was proud of both his boy and his own skill in getting Kelvin to accept Foley’s role as Coach and Kelvin’s role as boy. With that final thought, Coach’s third load boiled out of his nuts finding its way down Kelvin’s still eager throat. Yes, things were going nicely. After the last spurts of cum Coach Foley pated Kelvin on the head. “Good boy. I knew after watching that porn I gave you, you’d want to see what all the fuss was about get your ass played with. Your caged up cock seemed to like it.” Kelvin was still reeling from how intense the sensations were of Coach rubbing his prostate. Even now, with Coach’s one finger deep inside him and his now softening cock still filling his mouth, Kelvin was feeling good. Kelvin felt Coach’s finger slide slowly out of his ass and once it was gone he managed a low whimper at the now empty feeling that replaced it. Coach smiled to himself after removing his finger. He’d done it slowly and had felt Kelvin tightening his ass muscles as his finger retreated. The boy was trying to hold it in by squeezing tightly – a sign that made Coach re-stiffen. Coach Foley backed away slowly letting his now hard cock retreat slowly from Kelvin’s throat, completely sucked clean of cum as always. Kelvin was a quick learning and he was definitely developing a taste for Coach’s spunk. Coach lowered his head down to Kelvin’s ear and pulled Kelvin’s head closer by his jaw. He whispered, “Best you hit he showers boy. There’s a small mess since you weren’t prepared for the milking.” He felt Kelvin stiffen in fear of having done something wrong. “Not to worry though, tomorrow we’ll teach you how we can avoid that so you can enjoy having your ass played with again.” With that Coach stood up and slapped Kelvin’s ass. “Get going, boy!” Kelvin hopped up like he was told and hit he showers. As he sat under the warm water he reached back and felt his hole. It was still a bit sensitive but the sense of emptiness was still there and the memories of the sensations that had gripped him a few minutes ago were still playing in his mind. He leaned against the shower wall and sighed. Kelvin didn’t know what his latest experience meant for the future, but he did know that he’d do just about anything to feel that way again – and that thought made him nervous.

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.

I have attended my share of weddings in my 48 years: family, friends and the occasional plus one of someone I was dating to an obscure relative or friend I really didn’t know. With the recent decision of the SCOTUS, I have now attended three gay weddings in the last year. Weddings are what they are: a couple saying words of commitment then the party is on. The wedding this past Saturday was no different. What was different was I was helping my fiancé, who was serving as the wedding coordinator, just to make sure the events went off without a hitch. We arrived early to help get things set up and arraigned various aspects that would lend to a smoother progression of events throughout the evening. We finished preparations early and even went for a sandwich at the corner deli, upon returning to the venue and devouring our lunch, other pieces began to arrive, chairs, flowers, band etc. Then the guest began to trickle in. Most were your typical friends and family of the grooms, and to be honest, most didn't catch my eye until, that is, a cute young man walked in with his mom, dad and sister. I wasn’t sure who he was but it was obvious by the people he was mingling with he was related to one of the grooms. He stood just under 6’ and had the typical haircut that so many young men wear today, short on the sides and longer on top, combed over to one side and spiked in the front. He was adorable. It was about thirty minutes to the beginning of the ceremony and after circulating a bit taking care of last minute details I realized the young man seemed to be watching me. I was flattered. I am a 6’ tall, and weigh in somewhere just shy of 200 pounds. Most of me is muscle, and I'm generally well-proportioned, although due to the combination of meds I do have a disproportionate ring of fat around my waist, which gives me a slight belly. Although I consider myself reasonably attractive, most young men wouldn’t give me the time of day. Anyhow, with a couple of discrete questions, I learned the young guy's name was Zach, that had turned 18 just a few weeks earlier, and that he was a nephew of one of the grooms. The boy kept checking me out and I had to stifle my inclination to ask him "Who's your daddy?" Clearly a good call considering where we were, and that he was there with his family. The ceremony wrapped up and the happy couple began to circulate after signing the required legal documents, and after some time, they finally made it to the buffet line and heavy appetizers began to be consumed. I waited until most of the guests had had a chance to begin eating before making a plate for myself then sitting down to eat. I had noticed that Zach had positioned himself so he could watch me eat from his position at his table. I consumed my portion and noticed he had gone back for seconds, so I got up and went back to the buffet to find him chowing down on a couple sliders. “Hey, how’s it going?” he asked between bites. “Going smoothly. Having a good time?” “Yeah, but I could be having more fun, if you know what I mean.” He seemed to blush a bit with his boldness. I just smiled and took my food back to my table, noticing, however, that Zach was still watching me, almost stalking me. Frankly, the kid's attentions were leaving me with a hard-on. After I was finished eating, I noticed went to the restroom to wash up, noticing Zach had disappeared. I figured he had found someone else who was more receptive to his invitation. I entered the small, single occupant restroom, I turned and locked the door, and stepped-up to the sink to wash up only to find Zach standing in front of me. He had hidden behind the short wall that separated the sink from the toilet and been waiting for me to enter. “So, does Daddy want to have some fun?” “Ummm, Zach, there’s a whole room of people out there.” “So there is just us in here.” He began to grope my hardening cock within my pants, as his lips brushed mine, returned the kiss and slide around the boy to the sink, to wash my hands of the food particles. Washing my hands only made me have to pee. “Zach I have to piss if you don’t mind.” He suddenly plopped onto the toilet seat and quickly unzipped my pants and my semi hard cock was in his mouth. “You sure about this?" I asked. He nodded, and with a little concentration I let the stream begin to flow. He tightened his lips around my shaft and gulped down every drop. When he felt the stream end he began to work his mouth up and down the now hardening shaft until I was fully erect and oozing dirty precum down his throat. He worked my shaft as I began to moan, trying to be quiet so as not to alert the other guests. Somehow, meanwhile, Zach had undone his belt and pants and was stroking his impressive member, and when my cock was wet and slimy from his oral attention, he suddenly stood up and turned around, pinning me against the wall then guided my erect rod into his hole, backing-up slowly onto my shaft. Soon he had fully impaled himself on my tool. Then he began to pleasure himself (and, admittedly me), by bracing himself on the toilet tank and gyrating on my throbbing member. I worked myself it in and out of his tight hole noticing some red on my shaft. I figured that, with only spit for lube, Zach had ripped his hole. But even so, he hid his discomfort and urged me on. I began pounding into the willing boy and had to put a hand over his mouth to keep him quiet, his hole massaging my shaft as I repeatedly slid in and out. I wasn’t going to last long and felt my cream boiling up from my balls, as my shaft swelled up and became just a little harder. I made a final thrust into his hole, my cock throbbing as I filled Zach with my toxic seed, blast after blast coating his internal walls. As the flow of seed began to dwindle I resumed my pounding and worked the cream into his intestinal walls. As his ass began to spasm, he shot ropes of cum onto the toilet seat cover, and my second load shot into his ass, filling him with more toxic jism. I pulled out, and he immediately spun around and cleaned off the ass juice, blood, and semen from my deflating tool, he also proudly made it a point to show me his wreaked hole. Before we dressed, he licked his cream from the seat cover, and I leaned over and licked the cum from his hole, tasting his sweet teen ass. He wiped his hole then pulled up and adjusted his pants, as I was doing the same to mine. When he kissed me in thanks, there was the taste of his cream on his lips, and I shared with him some of his ass juices. Then we fixed our clothing, and washed-up a bit. Just before we left the restroom Zach slipped me a card on which he had provided his name, number, and e-mail. As I exited, he slid behind the partition, discretely joining the party a few minutes later. As he and his family were leaving, after the cake cutting he whispered “Thanks for taking my cherry. Hope to hear from you, Daddy.” If he only knew what I had left behind in his rectum.

Below is a hot story that was posted on the old bugshare site. I remember shooting a few loads to it. It's about a poz man in his late 20's who rents a room from a family. This story has everything taboo from poz/neg, stealthing, bug-chasing, gift-giving, incest play. I just love it. ....................... I still live at home with my parents and my little sister. I’m David, I’m 21, Gay, with a 16cm cock. About a year ago, we rented out the extra room in our house to a guy in his late 20s, Michael. I'm not sure what he does, but he's hot, keeps himself very fit, works out at the gym a lot. He has his own room with a separate entrance via the balcony and as well as a bathroom for his use so we don't disturb him in his privacy. In spite of these precautions, after a few weeks Michael didn't feel so much like an intruder or tenant, but more like a buddy or some like a member of the family. He ate with us, hung out with us in the evenings We all got along very well. Since he was that close, he was off limits for me to hit on. That is, until a week this winter. In one of my regular horny bouts I went cruising some of the clubs for guys. Already quite hammered at one point I noticed Michael dancing on the dance floor openly making out with a hot young guy. They were all over each other. I never knew Michael was gay! But here he was, grabbing ass, kissing deeply to loud music. In my drunken state for some reason I did not keep quiet but slurred at Michael what he was doing there and why he was making out with some random kid when he could have had the kid down the hall, at which I cheekily pointed both thumbs my way. He didn't seem very surprised to see me there, but trying to talk to me seemed to bore the hell out of his companion. The boy left and Michael had me sit down somewhere quiet. Damn, he was hot. A bit sweaty already, his abs glistening, the light fuss on his chest looking very inviting through the wife beater he was wearing. I could see part of a tattoo on his shoulder, but not what it was. Damn, I love tattoos. Looking back, I think he was waiting for my buzz to go down, keeping me off drinks, sensing me more conscious, he finally made his move. Did I mean what I told him on the dance floor? Hell, did I?!? I didn't even answer but moved closer to kiss him. Without any hesitation he kissed me back, pushing his strong tongue against my lips to open up to him, pulling my head to his with his hands behind my back. I moved my hands to his chest, first massaging, then pinching his nipples. As I dropped one hand to his lap, he pulled me up and towards the exit. No word was spoken. Hand in hand we left. We practically ran for the car and left for home. Never mind my family might notice. They were asleep by then, anyway. As Michael had his own entrance via his balcony in the backyard, we thought it wise to enter there. In his room he almost ripped the clothes off my body. There I was, in the same house as my parents, naked in front of the man we shared our house with. I was hard, naturally. Michael kissed me again, touched my body everywhere, pinched my nipples, which I love, and without a warning went down on my dick. Again, no words were spoken. We were just too horny to form any sensible words anymore. And we knew what we wanted. Leaving my hard dick Michael pushed me down in front of him. Intuitively, I knew what he wanted me to do. I did. His jeans were opened and fell down his muscular legs and I was face to face with his hard, veiny cock. No pants, that's nice! It was a real beauty, about 18cm, the head glowing purple and glistening from pre-cum. Not wasting any time kissing, I took it deep into my mouth in one go. Delicious! The salty fragrance filled my mouth, my nose pushed against the trim bush of his pubes, his hands on my head setting a quick rhythm. I did not resist, why should I? I wanted the very same thing. I must have sucked his dick for about 15 minutes, coating it with my saliva, making it slick. Michael stepped out of his jeans completely and gestured me to get onto the bed. I lay down on my back as the strong man crawled closer. Still, no words were exchanged, no word of status nor condoms. He just kissed me deeply once more and put his hard cock to my waiting hole. Damn, he was teasing me with it, moving it around my manhole, putting it to the opening, but never quite pushing in. I couldn't take it anymore and as he moved to the opening again, I pushed down a bit against the tip of his cock, The head slowly pushing my love-channel open. I moaned. Right then, he knew I was in and that's when he pushed forward. Slowly, sensually, he pushed his whole cock into my excited body, getting into a slow but steady rhythm, making sure we both got a lot out of this. This was more than a quick fuck, it was intimate and intense. I kept touching his body, my hands under the front of his wife beater, feeling up his muscular chest. Damn, this man was one hot piece of work. My legs in the air, me on top of him, him fucking me from behind. I could feel my stretched hole and his hard cock moving in and out, fucking me deeply, steadily, skin on skin. At one point when I was on my back again, he started a quicker beat, and I pushed back in time to show him I was along for the same end. He grabbed onto my shoulders pushing me down on the length of his dick, ever deeper. The silence was broken: "David, I will cum inside of you." I could only moan, completely unable to express anything in a sensible sentence. "Take my cum, David, you hot little slut boy." He moaned, I loved the intense expressions on his face as he released in my hole. I swear I could feel the cum flowing out. His hand moving closer to my own hard cock was enough to send me off, cum sprayed all over my belly and chest, he scooped it up and let it drip into my mouth slowly, his cock still in me. Only after five minutes did he roll off me. I snuggled into him and we slowly fell asleep. The next morning at some time between five and six, I woke up, remembering I should probably better go to my room. It was already light outside and a little light fell in through the shut windows. Michaels wife beater was all ruffled, baring the tattoo beneath: biohazard. That night I hardly slept at all. We must have returned home at some point between 2 and 3 in the morning, I couldn't have slept for more than an hour in his bed. Having seen his tattoo and knowing what it might mean, I was unable to fall asleep anymore. After throwing myself around in bed for quite some time, I switched on the TV to keep my mind from working at high speed. Did the tattoo mean what I thought it meant? Would he do that to me? It couldn't, he wouldn't. He probably just liked the design, or maybe he liked that horrible metal band. But then again, he is gay, he fucked me bare. What if he does that with anyone? How do I know that he doesn't slut around? How do I know that what we did was an exception? But, hell, it was really fantastic, wasn't it? Thinking back, condoms would have definitely destroyed the mood. Had I ever thought of them. I mean, we should have used them, they all tell us we should. But there is no way we would have. We were just too horny. But would I do it again? In my room a took my laptop to the bed, surfing for biohazard tattoos. Could Michael really be positive? Why didn't he tell me? Unconsciously, the pictures I clicked became skimpier and skimpier, and more and more of erotic matter. Damn, they do look hot, don't they? How many of these half naked, or rather: half erect, men are HIV positive? They sure did not look sick. Quite the opposite. They were hot. I'd them. Would I? Thinking about it, I realized in a way I already did. And Michael could keep up with the best of them. No, he didn't appear sick, either. He was positively healthy. If he managed to look like that, how much risk could I have taken? Even if he actually was positive, he seemed to get along alright. Over time I calmed down more and more, my hand on my dick having quite a part in my relaxation. Horny as I was, I knew I'd do him again. Any way he wanted. There was no way I'd turn down such a hot fucker literally down the hall. So there I was, horny, Fuck, I needed to get some. And I know where to get it. Just five minutes later I lightly knocked at Michael's door... It only took Michael 3 seconds to get to the door and open it. The door wasn't even opened by the time I had my tongue in Michaels mouth. I pushed myself into the room, Michael in front of me having to walk backwards, shutting the door with my foot. Michael didn't put up any resistance, at a quick glance I could tell he was in the mood. There was porn on the TV and lube on his nightstand. Seems he expected a solo night and got something better. I didn't need long to have my hands down his pants and slowly stroke his beautiful dick. It was already hard to begin with, so all I did was taking over the jerking. Stopping kissing for a moment I looked down to see a drop of pre cum forming on the head, looking delicious. So I slowly kissed down Michaels body, taking off his wife beater in the process, pulling down his pants, to eventually land my tongue on the ever-growing drop on his dick head. It tasted fantastic. I knew right then that I wouldn't stop before I got a whole lot more of his tasty dick secretions. Like a starving man I took his cock into my mouth, twirling my tongue around his shaft, licking his balls, worshiping his manhood. All this time Michael was completely silent. First surprised by my sudden appearance, then taken aback by my attack on his body, then fascinated by my horniness and will to pleasure him. But then he broke the silence, "I knew you'd come back, you slut!" I could only answer by trying to get more of his manhood down my throat. He helped me by putting his hands onto my head and pushing me down on himself, forcing more and more of his dick into me, choking me. I loved it. I loved the taste in my mouth, the steady stream of pre cum from his slit. I loved his forceful side taking over. I loved being on my knees in front of the man who shared the house with me and my family. I loved the little bit of doubt in the back of my head, the thoughts and fears of the morning pushed back into the furthest alleys of my conscience by reckless horniness. At that very moment I was all horniness, but there was this feeling of taboo, of crossing a line as well. Tears were forming in my eyes from being choked. Michael must have known my slight discomfort, as he forcefully pulled me of his cock and towards the bed. I was still fully dressed, so Michael almost ripped my jacket and shirt of me. As he started pulling on my shoes I quickly loosened my pants, allowing Michael to quickly tear them down my legs. In no time he was on top of me, kissing me deeply, our tongues wrestling, our cocks rubbing against each other. His hand found my dick with a soft tickle. The tickling concentrated on my balls, moving upward toward the head, then turned into jerking. I was hard as a rock and my hips started a rhythm pushing my dick into his fist. He hardly had to even move his hand. Separating our lips, Michael slowly kissed down my body. Starting with soft, sensual kisses on my neck, toward my chest, sucking on my hardening nipples. There he remained for some time, enjoying the feel of my nipples on his tongue and teeth, me enjoying his tongue and teeth on my nipples. At the same time, he kept his hand at my cock, my hips still moving in their ancient evolutionary rhythm. Eventually he kissed further down, taking some time at my belly button, then kissing inward in my hips, first left, then right, teasing me. Slow kisses from the sides toward my cock, never quite arriving. He took one hand to my ass, first slapping it in a harsh contrast to the soft touches of his lips in the front. Then he put a finger to my hole. Just as he slipped it in, his mouth found my cock. As his lips touched my dick head, a finger slid into me from behind. I was ecstatic, I moaned, I didn't know which way my hips should move: forward into his mouth or backward into his finger. Instinct knew what to do: both. I pushed my ass back unto his fingers then jerked forward into his mouth. The same rhythm I was in before, only more intense by being penetrated and penetrating. Michael slipped his fingers out of me to get some lube on them. His face was still on my cock, and has his hands reached for the lube I knew what he wanted to do and handed it to him. His mouth didn't even need to leave my cock and he didn't need to speak a word. Horny minds think alike. His lubed fingers got even deeper into my hole, opening it, more fingers sliding in, two, three. In the front, Michael was chewing on my balls by now, licking of the pre cum from my dick head once in a while. Then he pulled his fingers out of me turned around and put his cock to my mouth, never lifting his mouth from my crotch. I loved it. The feeling of my cock in his mouth while having his in mine. But Michael quickly tired of 69ing, threw himself around and pulled me on top of him. His hands pushed my down on his body until my ass was hovering above his hard dick. Even without his demanding hands I would have backed up onto his dick. The moment when the wet head slowly pushed my hole open was intense. I moaned out loud (in the back of my mind a voice tried to remind me of my parents down the hall and to keep the noise down). As he entered me ever deeper, Michael pulled my lips to his. The kiss went on until all of his dick was embedded into my hole. I started to move up and down on it and enjoyed the feeling of fullness and fulfillment. But Michael stopped me mid-movement. He held me up in the air, then pushing his crotch upward and fucking into me from below. Even working against gravity Michaels was fucking me with intense force, pushing all of his cock into me each time. He kept it up for an impressive time, but eventually he pushed me onto my hands and knees and fucked me from behind. From this position I could see myself in a mirror on the wall. And more importantly I could see Michael fucking me, his face contorted in lust. He noticed too and looked deeply into my eyes while giving me the fuck of my life. I moved my hand to my cock, but he slapped my hand away. He wouldn't have it. So he had me get on my back, with my head hanging down the edge of the bed, toward the mirror. His hand found my cock, his cock found my hole and he fucked and jerked us closer and closer to climax. "Do you want it?", he asked. "Yeah", I grunted. "I will fuck my load into you, are you close?" "Ugh", I felt my orgasm approaching. My body must have jerked, as Michael senses I was cumming. He sped up his fucking and just as cum started squirting from my dick I could see his face get red and through his clenched teeth he grunted: "Here comes Johnny!" There we lay in the afterglow. The passion and lust turning from aggressiveness to more tender hugs. With the worst of my horniness gone, the fog of lust gone, a question found its way from the back of my mind to my mouth: "Michael, you are positive, aren't you?" Kissing my brow, Michael breathed a shallow: "Yes." So there I was, poz cum in my hole, the second load in two days. Michael kissed me and hugged me tight, so any thoughts of getting to the bathroom and cleaning it out quickly vanished. And I had taken another one without getting it out again anyway. It seemed the deed was done. Thing was, I wasn't all that bothered. Right there, at that moment in Michaels arms it felt right. His body was warm, hot even, and out kisses started gaining passion again. "So, do you mind?" Michael asked. All I could answer was "I'm not sure. Yet." His hand found my cock at full attention again. "I know at least part of you doesn't." His hand moved up and down on my betraying dick. In a sudden, his mouth was around it. I know what being hungry for cock feels like, but I was still surprised at the vigor of this blow job. His fingers crawled to my hole while his mouth was filled with my dick. They found my slick hole ready for entry. In no time two fingers entered me and pushed in and out, opening my hole once again. He used both hands to pull at my hole, stretching it, then putt three fingers in and rubbed my insides raw. He had me. "Up for another go?" He didn't even wait for my answer. Nor did he need to. I fell forward into a nice doggy position, my ass up in the air, ready for the taking. Michael was already halfway inside of me when I said "Go for it!" Was I fucking crazy? He had just told me he had HIV and I welcomed him into again, bareback no less? The passion and lust of that moment is hard to explain. I guess part of me figured that the deed was done and one more load wouldn't matter. The other half was either giving a damn or getting off on the doubts and risk. Not that I really could think clearly with Michael in me. The more he got into me, the less I cared and the hornier I got. I caught myself moaning, then noticing that it wasn't really moaning, it was rhythmic chant, a mantra, if you will, "Fuck. Me. Fuck. Me. Fuck. Me." and so on. Michael did. Slow deep strokes. Hard strokes. Then half a minute of really fast hard fucking. Slapping my butt. Then repeat. It drove me wild with lust. He hard dick hit my prostate again and again, bringing me close to cumming. Michael sensed and slowed down, stretching out our lovemaking (was it lovemaking?). Eventually, Michael was at the point where he wanted us to cum. So he worked my prostate again with hard strokes, fucking the cum out of it. Just as I was in the process of cumming, Michael moaned: "Are you ready to get some more of my poz cum?" "Ugh" "Are you ready to get pozzed?" "Fuck me." "Are you?" "Yes! Fuck me! Poz me! Fuck me! YES!" It was the passion speaking, I was far gone. The orgasm was mine, though. It was intense. In the mirror I could once again see Michael tense up, and as he grabbed my butt and plowed deep into me, cumming he shouted "Take my poz cum, David!". I hoped my parents hadn't heard. I woke up several hours later, with two poz loads still in my hole. Michael was beside me on sleeping face down. The biohazard tattoo was now in clear view. It was beautiful, deep black with a blood red lining. I traced its lines as I thought about its meaning. Michael must have felt, as he started moaning softly. I couldn't see whether his eyes were open but I didn't stop touching his beautiful back. First I gave him a light massage, but moved my head closer to get his sexy fragrance. I was close to his tattoo when I sensed him definitely waking up. So I started kissing his back, more specifically, the tattoo. Just as I had retraced the lines with my fingers I now retraced it with kisses and my tongue. It was like acknowledging what we had done and that I loved it. He knew and asked: "You like my tattoo, don't you?" "It's really well done - and it's hot." "One of these days you may want one of your own. You definitely deserve one." I had to let those words sink in. "You know that I'm neg right?" "I wouldn't be too sure about that now. And the way you're picking up guys and taking them raw..." "Did you know my status?" "I guessed it from your reaction yesterday, but who am I to ask? If someone is up for fucking, that's that. Don't ask, don't tell. But I'm glad you came back." He was right. I made choices, once drunk, Twice super-horny. But nevertheless I chose every time to have sex with him. And the last two times could not be excused with ignorance. I knew it and I chose it. It was still quite a shock to admit to it. My mouth was still on his tattoo. I couldn't stop adoring it. "When did you get it, Michael?" "The tattoo or the bug?" "Both, I guess" "The tattoo about two years ago, the bug about 4." "How did you get HIV?" "Like this, from sex. I knew what I was doing, knew the risk and knew the pleasure. So I was okay with the diagnosis." "Do you know who gave it to you?" "No. See, I fucked around a lot back then, and still do. I was at gang bangs every other weekend and gave my ass up for everyone who was there quite a few times. Not mentioning all the poz or pozcum-filled asses I've fucked myself." "You if you hadn't hooked up with me, you'd have taken that boy home?" "Him, some other one, there is always someone for a versatile guy" "You mean for a hot versatile guy as you are." "Thanks, David. But you see, you proved my point. And you enjoyed it, judging from your coming back." "I did. So do you still go to gang bangs?" "Once in a while. You meet interesting people there." I didn't understand then what he meant. "All bare?" "Sure enough. I'd hate wasting all that cum. You're quite intrigued by it, aren't you? Have you ever been in a gang bang?" "No. I once made out with two guys, kissing, groping, but nothing more. It was hot though." He turned around and stroked my half-erect cock. "So, would you like to change that and actually have a threesome?" "Only with people I could trust....but I might know a guy up for it." I knew James thought Michael was hot. I knew James would be horny enough to be up for it (as long as he didn't cum). But James didn't know about Michael's status, I had never told him. Should I? Would he mind? Michael had his mouth on my cock again by then. His saliva was all over it. Suddenly he asked me to lie down on my back. My dick was rock hard and was sticking up. Michael gave it a few more sucks and spat on it. Then he sat down on it. To see the guy who lived with my family moving his hole down my raw hard cock, to see his passionate expressions as he did was super hot. He loved getting fucked just as much as fucking. My hands were on his tight ass in no time, his mouth and mine locked in a kiss. He did all the work, taking my dick as deep as it got, moving in a heavy rhythm. I knew the difference between safe and bare fucking, having done both, but at that moment I understood why people would do nothing else then raw, natural sex. At that moment I knew why people took so much risk just for feeling skin on skin. And I understood it even better just a few seconds later, when I filled Michael with a load of cum. The next afternoon I didn't have much to do, so I walked over to James' house. I was both horny and nervous. James sensed something was up right away. I guess it was the sex, he has this eery sex-detector going. So I told him. I told him about spending another night with Michael, about switching positions and how much I enjoyed being with him, how hot he makes me and how uninhibited I tend to be with him. And I told him about being found out by my sister. That really got his attention. He'd always had the hots for her and he made me tell him everything about the conversation. I wanted to leave things out, but he kind of managed to fill the blank spots. He was intrigued. He wouldn't let go of the topic, and in an attempt at changing it I spurted out "Michael asked me about threesomes." "What?" "He asked me whether I ever had one or ever thought about having one?" "So...did you?" "Nope, but I kinda like the idea." "Well, I did and it's hust as hot as you think." "You did? Why did you never tell me? I never thought there was a guy open to that, let alone two." "Sure I did. It's intense! You can suck one and fuck one. Or you are in someone and someone's in you. You should try it, nudge, nudge." "Are you saying this to get to fuck Michael?" "Ha. You really know me, dude." "Jackass!" I liked the idea, though. I know both of them, I've had sex with both of them. There probably is no better way of starting with group fun than this. I know Michael'd be game, James is already up for it, but there were still doubts in my mind. Me fucking Michael is alright, but would I be ok with James doing it as well? On the other hand: Michael already told me he was fucking with lots of guys. So why was I even jealous? But there was another thing: would I tell James about the risks? I didn't. I thought about it, but felt it's not ok to expose Michael without him knowing. And at that point it wasn't as if it was really about to happen. Unfortunately, nothing happened for a few days. No sex with Michael and no sex with James. On friday, I told my family (and Michael) I was going to stay at James'. Michael knew that I was considering James as the third guy. At James' we were set up with booze, video games and porn, to be consumed in that order. The booze seriously hampered our success at the games, but we reveled in the chance of safe drunk-driving at GTA. It got boring soon, though, and we dropped our clothes and put in some nice bisexual porn, bareback of course. Commenting on the girl's tits, the guys' cocks and jacking our dicks furiously, we got extra-horny. Just as I was about to go down on James the doorbell rang. James threw on some pants and returned with Michael just a minute later. I couldn't even stop the porn on the screen. There was a big on James' face. I knew what he was thinking. And Michael was catching up fast. "So that's what you boys have been up to..." He said. "Would you mind if I joined?" James stared at me, looking for a sign of approval and he found it when my mouth twitched, forming a smile. Wasting no time, he span around to Michael and dropped to his knees, hands on Michael's crotch. Michael: "My, you are a needy one, aren't you?" Then he looked right at me and grinned as James started massaging his dick through his jeans. You could see the outlines of his fleshy tool through the clothing. Even more, when James began kissing the hardness from root to head, leaving trails of saliva all over the crotch of Michael's jeans. He slowly pulled down the zipper and unbuttoned the jeans. Michael's dick sprang from the dropping pants, no underwear, nothing left between a hard cock and James' hungry mouth. At this point I lost all interest in the porn on the TV, all my attention was focussed on my best friend giving my lover (?) a blow job. And I knew how good James' blow jobs can be if he's really into it. He loves his tongue swirling around a hard cock, licking it from bottom to top and down again, slowly tracing the dick-head, or chewing on the balls. But what he really craves is pre cum and cum. He is crazy for it, the taste makes his blow jobs more and more intense and aggressive, when in the end he is switching between deep throating and sloppy licking all over the recipient's dick. So after James worked some pre cum out of Michael's cock, his cycle started: deeper and deeper the cock went in his mouth, more and more saliva was thickly coating it, and his tongue was licking out saliva and pre cum, making him ever hornier. Michael loved it. He didn't even bother to move his hands to James head, he just stood there, legs wide apart, and enjoyed. The sight got me horny, my hand found its way to my dick, but it wasn't enough. I stood up to stand next to Michael, leaning in for a kiss. While Michael and I were kissing deeply, James moved over to my cock, licking up the pre cum already glistening on its head. For a few minutes he switched back and forth, sucking Michael and sucking me, but it wasn't enough. He wanted us both. So he pulled at both our cocks so they were touching and slowly slid his lips over both our dick heads. I've never felt such a thing, Michael's cock next to mine in the confines of James' mouth while his tongue swirled around all the time. I loved it! Michael's hands were all over me by then and we were still kissing deeply. I knew this night was going to be good and would more than make up for the last few days. But I didn't want to cum yet. I pushed Michael down on the couch and pulled off his jeans. Now both James and I were sucking on Michaels cock and kissed each other around it. Then I turned to James' rear and pulled his pants down as well. My hands touched his already hard dick while I started rimming his fuck hole. It was twitching already, a clear sign James was super horny. I pushed my tongue deeper into him, and put a finger in as well. I was opening him up. But Michael had a different idea. He stood up, his white t-shirt still on, and left James head on the couch without anything to suck on, and stood behind me. Without much ado, Michael put his cock to my ass and pushed it in, the only lubricant being James' saliva. It hurt at first, but he knew how to make the pain really pleasurable. Soon, his whole shaft was inside of me, then pulled out all the way and rammed back in. I could only moan into James' ass. Apparently he appreciated the vibration of my moans, as he pushed back on my face. I wanted more. Like a dog I slowly crawled onto James, Michael following me, never missing a beat, and slowly pushed into James' saliva-lubricated hole. I was sandwiched between two hot bodies, one fucking me deeply, one being fucked by me. Fuck, it was good! Michael grabbed onto James hips and enforced a rhythm on all of us, pushing me even deeper into James' willing fuck hole. Michael's dick head hit my prostate from behind, driving me ever closer to orgasm, with no way of slowing down, he kept pushing me back onto him by pushing James onto my cock. I felt the cum boiling up in my balls, let out a moan and came deep into James. For a while, Michael continued the action, but I needed a break. So we broke it off, James quickly turned around to clean my cock and get some of the cum still leaking from it and Michael pulled out of me, his cock still hard. James was already looking at it hungrily. "Do you want it?" Michael asked him. James I sat down on the couch to catch my breath, ames jumped forward, swallowing Michael's dick whole. Coated with my ass juices and now my saliva, Michael's poz fuck stick disappeared into my friends face. This time Michael was more active and aggressive. He grabbed James' head and held him down on his cock, choking him - James didn't mind. Then Michael just held James in place and really fucked his face in the same rhythm in which he fucked my ass just a minute before. James cock was still hard, he enjoyed being used this way. After fucking his face for a while, Michael pulled out and slapped James' face with his dick, saliva and his poz pre cum leaving traces on it. When Michael forced him to turn around, pushed his head into my crotch and his own tongue up James' butt hole, James gave up all control and just let the pleasure happen. My dick was still soft, but James knew what he had to do. While Michael was sucking his man cunt, he began licking at my balls, then my shaft. I knew it would take a little longer, but the blow job would eventually get me hard again. Meanwhile, Michael pushed two fingers up James hole, fingering out some of the cum I deposited in there. He looked at the both of us and put his cum coated fingers to James' mouth. James licked them clean immediately, sucking the fingers in deeper. Michael wanked his cock with his other hand, smearing his pre cum all over it. I knew where this was heading and I didn't stop it. It was just too hot, too enticing. It was like a hot porno played out by two friends right in front of your face. Only, you could take part in it. I looked at James, who was visibly preparing for penetration and then looked at Michael. He looked me deep in the eyes as he slowly put his poz-precum covered dick to James' hole. It was twitching, waiting for its well-deserved cock. Michael grinned evilly as his dick head entered the well-fucked hole. James moaned as the poz cock filled his hungry body. He pushed back onto Michael, wanting him all inside of him. His eyes were closed, but Michael's eyes were staring at me like he was saying: "See what I'm doing? I'm poz-fucking your best friend. Bareback!" By this time I was hard again. Whether it was the hot sex going on in front of me, the secret I still kept from my best friend, or his hungry mouths action on my cock - I don't know. All I know that I was fucking horny and took initiative. Just as Michael had done, I slapped my cock on James' face or rubbed it all over it. More trails of pre cum were left on his face, so I leaned forward and licked his face all over. James meanwhile was moaning, completely oblivious to what I was doing. Michael was fucking into him hard, pulling all the way out and fucking it all the way in again, straining James' sphincter and fuck chute. Only when I kissed James on his mouth, he snapped out of it, opened his eyes and kissed me back instantly. His hand flashed to my dick and began wanking it. I could see the ecstasy in his eyes. When he felt pre cum leaking from my slit, James immediately put his mouth on it to get the taste. This left me laying back on the couch, looking at Michael's rhythmic fucking. His eyes were closed by now as he concentrated on the pleasure of his sloppy second on James' hole. At times, he was stopping deep in James, not moving a bit, so he wouldn't cum, holding out as long as he could. As that happened I thought I could see some slight movement of his shaft, as if he was so close to orgasm that more pre cum or even bits of cum were flowing through it. The thought of how James' insides by now were coated with my cum and Michael's pre cum was driving me wild, though I cannot tell whether in a good or a bad way (or whether the two were actually the same). Remembering how hot the sandwich fuck was, moved behind Michael and started licking his hole. He surprised me by pulling out of James all the way and pushing into my mouth. I licked of my own cum, the ass juiced and Michael's pre cum, covering it in turn with my saliva, so he could push it back into James. As he did that I fingered his hole and spread it. When I knew he was ready I lined up my dick and slowly slid in. Michael held still for a moment. When I was in all the way, I held onto James' hips the way Michael did before and fucked them both. Michael twitched up and down my cock and at the same time fucked deep into James. And I controlled it all. When I felt Michael getting close, though, I'd stop moving, not rushing things, of not wanting to actually have him cum in James. I still felt Michael's body contracting, though, which was very hot. I kissed Michael's neck and whispered words of appreciation into his ear. I really liked the guy and I enjoyed even sharing him. My jealousy was gone and its place was taken over by a stronger feeling of closeness. Fucking like this for a while brought us all closer and closer to orgasm. I tried to gauge James' pleasure and not let him cum to early, knowing that that would effectively end the night. But I also needed to concentrate on Michael. When I eventually sensed James getting to close, I had us stop. Michael had to slowly pull out, as I pulled out of him. James was still extremely horny and immediately began sucking on my dick, licking off the taste of Michael's poz hole. He wanked Michael at the same time and then sucked us in turns. He was like a bitch in heat, like a dirty whore. I spat into his face and told him to sit down on my dick. So I sat on the couch as James' ass hovered above me. Facing me, he slowly took all of my shaft in. Michael soon had his cock between both our mouths again. So while I was fucking James, or rather James was fucking himself on my cock, both of us licked and sucked Michael. He slapped his dick in both our faces and let some salive drop onto us once in a while. There appeared a grin on his face, he took a step back and stood behind James. Then I felt his fingers on my cock. Rather: I felt them along my cock in James' hole. He was fingering James while I was fucking him! Then I felt his tongue on my balls, licking up to James' cunt, applying more and more saliva, pushing it in with his fingers. James was going crazy. Suddenly, I felt neither Michael's tongue nor his fingers, but soon after I felt something big against my dick, and pushing into James alongside of me. Fuck, Michael wants to double-fuck James! It didn't quite work, though, James was tightening up and Michael couldn't get in. Michael left the room for a second and returned with a bottle in hand. He held it to James' nose and said "Inhale deeply, bitch!". As James did just that, I felt him relax. At that moment, Michael pushed his cock against James ass again. This time he managed to get it in. I felt him slowly sliding up against me, the already tight ass accommodating both our cocks. We were packed tight! It was amazing! I looked at James, who's eyes were glassy, part tears, part ecstasy. Michael kept feeding him poppers, which, as I kissed James, also effected me a bit. All I could think about was fucking the tight hole being fucked by Michael. I could hear Michael moaning out "Take it, you dirty little bitch! Do you like that? Do you like getting double fucked? Do you like our bare cocks in your overpacked tight hole?" James could only moan his approval. Michael kept going on "You will get it. You will get both our cum deep inside that nasty hole of yours." James was twitching around us: he wanted it. The tightness, the twitching, the talk got us ever closer to climax. I sensed the signs of it in James and this time I wouldn't stop, even if I could. Michael sensed it, too, and fucked him with even more fervor. His cock rubbing against mine and James' motion on my cock pulled me with them. Michael spat out once more: "Take it, James, take my cum." As I felt Michael cum right next to me, covering my cock and James' insides with his poz cum, James and I couldn't hold back. I came inside of him as well, mixing my cum with Michael's poz load. James was fucked out. He could hardly talk and quickly fell asleep. Michael and I relaxed watching porn, also not talking for a while. Soon Michael's hand was on his cock, which got hard immediately. I quickly followed suit so were both stroking out cocks watching three guys doing it bare. Two of the men had biohazard tattoos and they were topping a young looking twink. James was still passed out, but Michael and I were looking at each other hungrily. Soon my head was between Michael's thighs and I was giving him a sloppy blow job. I could still taste cum on it, but also something else. A tinny flavor. Blood. We must have ripped James pretty good, looking at his hole, I could see the cum leaking out was slightly pink. For some reason this made me even hotter for Michael's cock. I deep throated him, sucked on his balls, spat on the shaft until the taste was completely gone. Then he drew me in for a deep kiss. Our tongues were all over each other, our hands on each others cocks and asses. Michael nibbled on my ear and then whispered: "Did you enjoy stealthing your best friend? 'Cause I sure did." Stealthing? So that's what we did? Michael continued whispering: "I'm sure it's going to take, we tore him up good." His cock got even harder as he spoke his dirty mind. Small pangs of bad conscience troubled me, but every time I thought about how I probably helped infecting my best friend with a deadly disease, Michael's hand and mouth made me feel so very good. It didn't take long for the guilt to be associated with the pleasure. The wrongness suddenly seemed so hot, so right. Thinking about how both our cocks had stretched James and opened him up for Michael's charged load made me even hornier. Michael noticed: "I see you did enjoy it. Once you yourself have the gift, you will know how hot it really is." For a moment I thought what a dirty fuck Michael was. First he picked me up at a club and even though he was practically family fucked me bareback with his infected dick. Then he made me accomplice in infecting my best friend. And now he was putting these thoughts into my brain. I should have been appalled, I should have been angry. But I was really just bloody horny. Soon I was turned over on the couch, Michael above me fucking his cock into my hole. This naughty, fucked-up man was playing me like a fiddle. While pushing all the right buttons, Michael kept whispering and moaning about stealthing and gifting and how I was a good apprentice. He really rammed into me as he panted "Do you think it will take? Do you think we pozzed him yet? Want to make sure?" He pulled out, walked over to James and stuck his dick in. "I'm going to make sure he gets it." This was so fucked up. This was so hot! I should have stopped him. I should have woken James up. Instead I leaned back, stroked myself and enjoyed the show. James was way out of it. Michael was giving him a good treatment, fucking in all the way, pushing in fast and forceful, trying hard to rip him up even more. But James did not wake up. At one point I wanted in as well, pushed Michael to the side and stuck my dick in. I emulated Michael's moves, fucking James just as hard and aggressively. Here I was getting sloppy seconds to Michael and myself, our mixed cum as lubricant around my hard dick. I could already see some specks of blood on it. I blew. Michael immediately took my place. His muscles flexing, he fucked and fucked him, pushing out cum deeper and deeper into James's channel. "Fuck, he so going to get it. We made sure of that. You made sure of that, David!" He worked up his lust, worked himself to another orgasm. I noticed the tell-tale signs of it approaching, and we looked into each others eyes as another load of his charged cum spewed into James torn up body. "Does James have any toys?" Michael panted a little out of breath. I picked his dildos and his butt-plug and handed them to Michael without a word. I only thought "Was is he going to do now?" The answer was following quickly as Michael stuck James' biggest dildo in. "We going to make sure it's in there deep and stays in there for some time. We don't want leakage." When he was done pushing the cum in deeper, he took the butt-plug and sealed James' hole. I wondered how James could sleep through all of this.

Looking back, I see now that when we initially met he wasn't just asking questions. It was more of an interview. I'm a bi-bottom in a fairly small town which makes meeting a guy for MM sex a very rare thing. I was checking my mail one day and there was a response from a MM sex site on which I had a profile. I clicked the link and found a guy who was my age. He lived about an hour away but had bought some farmland and a farm house very close to my house. His profile didn't have a face picture, but it did have one of his cock. And damn, what a cock. Looked to be a good eight inches and very thick. The profile also said he was a strictly a top. It sounded too good to be true. I answered his e-mail and we exchanged a few messages over the next few days. He asked quite a few questions before agreeing to meet me. It sounded like he was really concerned our our meeting would be discrete, which I liked. He was in town the next weekend and agreed to meet me in a parking lot and talk before going any further. I very nervously drove to the place and waited only a minute before his truck turned in. He pulled up beside me and motioned me inside. He did most of the talking and that's what I mean when I said I should have realized I was being interviewed for safety and discretion. Was I married? How many guys had I met? What did I do with them? Condom use? etc. I see now that by the time he decided to invite me back to his place he was convinced I was clean as I rarely played and always played safely. I followed him back to his place. He locked the door behind me walked over the couch and dropped his pants. I knelt between his legs and handled his cock for a few minutes. He was already rock hard. I have an eight-incher myself and I could see he was hung every bit as long as was I, but his was considerably thicker. I wondered if his cock was more then I could handle, but I figured it was too late to back out, so I went down on him, sucking him as well I could, but only about half would fit in my mouth. I licked his balls, which by his reaction, I gauged he really liked. I could see he had pretty good control because I got into a good rhythm a few times that would have pushed most guys over the edge and he just kept taking it. After a good 15 minutes of sucking and a sore jaw, he stood up and told me to get undressed. He stepped behind me, reached around with one hand to handle my cock and started circling my hole with a finger on the other hand. I bent over a little to give him better access. He licked his finger a few times to lube my hole and slowly pushed it inside. If I didn't have pretty good control I would have shot right there. He fingered me for a minute or two and pulled it out but kept stroking my cock. I felt him rub his cock head around my hole but he didn't try to push it in so I remained bent over and enjoyed the feeling. A little more of that and his cock pulled back and the next time it touched my hole it was wet with spit. He stopped circling and put a little pressure on my hole. I came out of the horny fog he had me in enough to ask for a condom. He said he wanted to ease it in a little here bare and then we'd get a condom and finish in the bedroom. It sounded so reasonable I didn't say anything but bent over a little more, giving him the answer he wanted. His cock touched my hole again and he upped the pressure a little. I took a few deep breaths and relaxed and felt just the tip of his cock start in me. His thickness made it pretty difficult. Less than an inch went in me and it just stopped. He withdrew it, re-wet it and tried again. Each time I felt it open me a little wider as just another fraction of his cock entered my hole. After six or seven repetitions of this behavior, I could feel he had all of the head in and almost had the full thickness of the shaft. The next time he pulled out and rubbed spit on his cock, I pushed out hard with my ass just as he started easing back into me. I felt a very quick but mild jab of pain as the thickest part of his cock slipped in and then just an incredibly good, full feeling. He didn't move right away, but gave me time to adjust. Then he pulled back out, wet his cock one more time, and this time a good four or five inches of that beautifully thick dick slid in me. We both caught our breath. I guess it felt as good to him as it felt to me. I hadn't had a cock in me without a condom in about 15 years and had forgotten how good it felt. I think he felt the same thing because during our talk he had said he always used a condom, so presumably he didn't bareback very often. He slowly fucked me with about half of his length, pulled out to wet it again, and on the next entry he started giving me a little more with every stroke. It felt incredible. I don't think I'd ever been fucked so well, and he hadn't really started yet, but at the same time my hole felt so full I was wondering if I was going to be able to take all of him. I laid my head on the back of the couch and made up my mind to take it. Every time he went a little deeper I felt my cock jump from the sensation. A few strokes later I felt his hips touch mine - and just in time. I was just about to tell him I couldn't take anymore but he had managed to get the whole thing in me before I gave up. He hadn't sped up a bit. All the time he was opening me up his strokes were very slow and steady. He pulled almost all the way out and gave me a couple of those same slow strokes going all the way in. I swear it felt like 20 inches of cock were going into me. Withdrawing himself completely he suggested “Let's go to the bedroom.” I followed him in, walking a little funny, I think, and asked again where he kept his condoms. He pulled one out of the nightstand and put it on the bed. He asked if he could fuck me bare for a few minutes more before putting it on. He obviously had good control and I knew he wouldn't cum until he was ready. I agreed and got on my hands and knees on the bed. He got behind me, spit on the huge cock again and just as slowly as before easing all eight inches in me. Not that I'd been fucked a lot but he was definitely the best top with whom I had played. He got right back to the same slow-paced fucking as he started with out on the couch. He was holding my hips and although his thrusts were a little harder, he wasn't going any faster. He'd pull out until I could feel my hole close slightly as all but the head slipped out, then get stretched wide again and he slammed back into me. I was really getting into it and was starting to grunt and make some noise which is rare for me. I remembered in the back of my mind he was still fucking me bare but I figured I could tell if he sped up like he was getting close to cumming. In the meantime, I just enjoyed getting railed. I was groaning, moaning, saying, “Fuck me, fuck me," and did he ever. My ass was getting a little sore because we hadn't used any lube but his spit which was drying. I found my voice enough to tell him to get the condom and lube me some before I got raw. He pulled out put some more spit on his cock and put it back in bare, asking “Let me fuck you a little longer, man, bare first.” It felt so damn good to have his dick thrusting back in me I put my head back down and just enjoyed getting fucked some more. His strokes never changed in speed. He had a good grip on my hips and was pulling me back to meet his thrusts in slow but steady rhythm. With no warning, no quick thrust, no noise at all from him, on one of those slow strokes, he stopped on an in stroke. I could feel his cock start jerking deep in my guts. I was enjoying the great fucking so much it took me few seconds to realize he was cumming. About the time it struck me, he breathed out hard and pulled his cock out of me. I freaked for a minute. He assured me he was as safe as I was. He told me some of his history and I calmed down a little. He told me he had been looking for a guy that he trusted was as safe as he was for a fuck buddy. Turns out the initial interview was when he made his decision. I drove home with his cum dripping out of my well worked hole, looking forward to the next time he was in town.

Lots of background since I plan this to be at least 4 or 5 parts. THE INITIATION High school had finally started getting better for Kelvin. It had just taken until February of his senior year for him to finally feel like things were finally going his way. His recent early acceptance to Columbia and his dreams of getting out of the small town in Upstate New York seemed to be unfolding for him exactly as he had hoped – something that never seemed to happen for Kelvin. His freshman year at Union-Endicott High School had been a rough one. Moving from a small elementary and middle school to a school with over 500 people in his grade was overwhelming for Kelvin. Kelvin had never been particularly social and quite introverted. He had always been at the head of his class academically but was never really part of the geek clique. He wasn’t a jock, in the band, an artist or any of the other dozen of groups that made up the classic high school social hierarchy. Kelvin was a guy without a country, so to speak and while he was occasionally lonely, he was actually usually quite comfortable being on his own. Any semblance of a normal freshman year died when in the spring his mother was diagnosed with cancer and by the start of summer his mother was gone. Losing his mother was difficult for Kelvin. She had been the one person he always felt he could talk to and who would listen without judgment. His father had always been somewhat disconnected from Kelvin. His father was a former high school A-lister, playing football and baseball and being good enough to make All-State through most of high school. Kelvin wasn’t exactly a disappointment, but he and his father just didn’t seem to have anything in common. Kevin’s father also tended to disappear after coming home from work using his homemade beer to drown the mundanity of his life. His father was never quite drunk, just very distant. After his mother’s death, his father seemed to almost completely disappear from his life except for dinners and occasional evenings together spent in relative quiet. Kelvin’s sophomore year, as could be predicted, was essentially a blur. With his mother’s death and his father’s self-imposed absence, Kelvin dove into his academics pushing himself even harder. Books became his escape and Kelvin’s world shrank to his home and his classes at school. In a rare incident of insight, Kelvin’s father pulled Kelvin aside toward the end of his sophomore. “Kelvin, I know things have been rough since your mom died,” he began, “but I’m concerned that all this focus on school is not good for you.” Kelvin shrugged in response. Kelvin’s father continued, “I think you need to get out and do something physical, so I signed you up for training at Scott’s Gym. Hopefully, this will help get you out a little bit more.” Kelvin nodded and sighed. And with that Kelvin began working out at least 5 times a week. After a few months, Kelvin’s dad didn’t think Kelvin was putting on enough muscle. One day, when Kelvin was ready to head to the gym his father pulled him aside into the bathroom. “Hey, I know you’ve been working hard and I want you to feel like you’re getting results. When I was in school we’d use a little something extra to help build a bit more muscle. Here,” his father pulled out a needle, “let me see your upper thigh.” Kelvin rolled up his shorts and his father stabbed the needle deep into his muscle, injecting Kelvin with the thick liquid. Smiling after the injection, Kelvin’s dad said, “There. We’ll start cycling you and see if we can’t get you some results you can really see and be proud of.” Kelvin knew the steroids could eventually cause problems but his dad had seemed so happy that he had finally found a way to connect with his son, that he didn’t have the heart to object. Through the rest of his sophomore and junior years Kelvin cycled on steroids and his body grew in both shape and definition. Kelvin knew things had changed, he could obviously see the changes himself, and also noticed how instead of being completely invisible he began turning heads of the girls at school which made him uncomfortable. The steroids had not only added bulk to his muscles but had two other effects Kelvin had not considered. The first was that by the end of Kelvin’s junior year instead of the light fuzzy treasure trail and chest that many of his classmates had, Kelvin was sporting a dense trail of fur from his crotch up to his chest which was also becoming thick with fur. Although his father smiled and said he was turning into a ‘real man’, Kelvin was self-conscious of the changes and tried to avoid showers after gym with his classmates. His arms and legs were equally hirsute and every afternoon he was sporting a 5 o’clock shadow. The second effect wasn’t as noticeable to others, but Kelvin was acutely aware of it. The extra testosterone and androgens flowing through his bloodstream had turned a normally horny teenager into a supreme horn dog. Kelvin spent much of his evenings online downloading and consuming porn. He found himself whacking off three, four sometimes five times a day to keep his urges in check. Kelvin also realized that while he initially had been downloading straight porn, he was now spending all of his time on gay porn sites. Kelvin had not given much thought to his sexuality, he had been too busy burying himself in school, especially after his mother died. Kelvin’s favorite videos were the ones where an older, furry, bearish guy got blown by a younger, but also furry otter or cub. He spent hours spilling load after load as he watched and dreamed of servicing an older, moaning, hot furry guy while gently rubbing the young guys head and murmuring out things like, “Yeah, work that dick. Show me that you want my load.” Kelvin always ended the movies after that scene because he knew that the next one would be the otter or cub getting fucked and while part of him found it exciting he just couldn’t see himself ever letting someone do that to him. Kelvin’s senior year started off unremarkably enough. By this time he had settled on going away for school, hopefully to Columbia where he’d have access to New York City and could leave small town Endicott behind. He could remake himself into whomever he wanted. No one would know him and it was a chance to start completely over if he wanted. Fall flew by and college application deadlines came and went. By the start of winter break, Kelvin was eager for the New Year and news about Columbia. He’d also told his father he was no longer interested in his regimen of enhancers but agreed to continue to hit the gym. And now, here he was, recently 18 and accepted to Columbia for the fall and the promise of a new life was just a few months away. His battle against the inevitable 5 o’clock shadow had led him to abandon all attempts at being cleaned shaven. Instead, he opted for leaving a day or two’s growth on his face – not quite a beard, but a short, neat patch of hair. Since his freshman year, Kevin had grown in height to about 5’10” and 195 pounds of muscle. His icy blue eyes stood out from his dirty blonde head of hair and the darker hair of his beard and body. The day after Kelvin had received his acceptance letter he was showering after gym class. He had waited until after his classmates had finished, as usual, since he was still conscientious of the differences between his and his classmates’ bodies. He was letting his mind wander about the freedoms he’d experience at Columbia, including maybe the chance to present himself on his knees to a hot older guy. His dick started to harden at the thought and Kelvin smiled. Suddenly, he heard a cough behind him and turned quickly – forgetting his half hardened dick was lifting into the air. “Hey, Kelvin!” It was Coach Foley, his gym teacher for the past two years. “I heard you got some good news the other day.” Kelvin gulped and felt the blood rush from his face. Coach Foley was about 35 years old and a former collegiate soccer player. He was perhaps a couple inches taller than Kelvin but not nearly as massive. Coach Foley had retained the upper body of his soccer player form but also had some of the softness that occurs as guys get older but still work out. His legs were solid unlike the softness of his upper body. Just looking at them, were convincing enough to believe that he was still actively running and kicking soccer balls daily. His gym shorts left little to the imagination, a good sized bulge forming in the front indicating either ample meat, potatoes or both. Coach’s hoodie was zipped up about 3/4 ‘s of the way and thick black hair pushed its way out all the way to just below his neck. His face sported a cheesy pornstache which looked oddly appropriate for him. Coach smiled as he noticed Kelvin assessing him. “Good,” he thought, “boy’s definitely showing some interest. I’m thinking this is going to go exactly as I planned.” Coach flexed his dick, tenting his shorts briefly, and watched Kelvin’s eyes get bigger while chuckling to himself. “I know things have been tough for you the last few years and just wanted to let you know how great it is that Columbia knows what a great catch you are.” “Uh, thanks, Coach Foley,” Kelvin stammered. Despite his embarrassment at getting caught staring, his dick refused to get the message to stand down. In fact, at the sight of coach’s dick suddenly tenting out his shorts, Kelvin felt his dick fill with even more blood and move from a downward position to nearly horizontal. Kelvin had always considered himself pretty normal in the cock department. Compared to the videos he watched Kelvin wasn’t exactly huge. Topping out at just shy of 8” long and about 6” thick he wasn’t nearly as big as the guys in the video. Coach Foley, appearing to ignore Kelvin’s obvious discomfort and pelvic reactions, continued on. “What classes do you have this afternoon? I’ve got the last two periods off for planning and would love for you to come by and we can celebrate your good news. And, of course, your recent birthday.” Coach smiled. Eighteen. The magic number. He’d been waiting all fall semester for the New Year and the opportunities it might bring. “Ummm, I’ve got AP physics and AP English, but my last two periods are study halls since I’m a year ahead in History and don’t have to take any more,” Kelvin responded. Coach nodded, but he had already known the answer. He had checked Kelvin’s schedule for the spring and had traded with another coach so that he’d have back-to-back periods that matched Kelvin’s schedule. “Good. Stop by my office on your way out and pick up your pass,” Coach said. “And oh, by the way, don’t worry, all young guys get boners whenever the wind blows the wrong way.” Laughing Coach Foley headed off into the locker room. Kelvin once again felt his face blanch and turned to make sure his now engorged cock was out of sight. Kelvin quickly washed off and headed to the locker room, making sure he got a dousing of cold water in a failed attempt to bring his dick to heel. Coach Foley watched Kelvin finish cleaning off. Coach’s dick popped up again tenting out his shorts as he watched Kelvin bend over to wash his legs. Coach couldn’t quite see it, but he could imagine Kelvin’s pink, virgin butt hole amid the furry crack just aching to be cracked opened. As Kelvin finished up Coach Foley headed back to his office. He quickly filled out Kelvin’s pass and handed it to him as he passed by. “Looking forward to helping you celebrate. See you in a couple hours.” Kelvin nodded, smiled and headed out of the locker room. As Kelvin walked away Coach smiled to himself. Looks as if he had timed things just about right. Stopping his meds right after the New Year, he figured his viral load had grown exponentially and was approaching maximum toxicity. Sure it was a risk, stopping his meds every year, but it was his duty to pass on his viral RNA to the next generation of worthy recipients. Unlike others he knew, Coach Foley was interested in quality and not quantity of conversions. Sure he could rough his boys up with a toothbrush or scratch their insides with lengthened nails to help the virus penetrate and take hold of their bodies. Coach thought of himself as a purist, he believed that those worthy of the virus would accept it and wouldn’t need the help of a toothbrush or nail. A worthy individual’s body would welcome the virus and let it in. The virus just needed the time to figure out if the host would be worthy. For the last 5 years, Coach Foley had watched and chosen a senior he thought was worthy of the honor of being infected. Infection meant never having to worry about raw sex, the way men should enjoy it. It meant a release to seek out other men’s DNA and to spread it far and wide. Out of the last five years, two of his choices had been worthy. His first and second choices had not taken. While they had been fun fucks, the virus had rejected him. His first success, David, had converted within a couple weeks of his first insemination. He was now a Junior at UCLA and had let Coach know that he was helping to spread Coach’s virus all over Southern California. Zack, his choice the year after David, had also been found worthy. Over his spring break, Zack had been sick and Coach smiled as he thought of fuck flu raging through him. Sure enough, he had converted and was now at school at Old Miss where he was spreading Coach’s viral genes to drunk and closeted born again Christians. Last year had been a disappointment. After two years of worthy conversions, Tyler, despite repeated inseminations, sometimes three or four times a day had failed the test. Tyler had been a true cum whore taking as much cum as Coach could find him. It just showed that even the perfect whore may not be found worthy. It would have been nice if Tyler had been worthy, as a natural slut Coach could have counted on him spreading his seed far and wide. Things happen for a reason, he sighed, and thought about Kelvin heading off to Columbia, with Coach’s DNA swimming in his bodily fluid and smiled. He noticed a small drop of pre-cum form on the head of his cock as it poked from beneath is gym shorts. A good sign that Kelvin might very well be worthy. As Kelvin wandered off to lunch after gym, he replayed what had just happened. Coach Foley had always been nice to Kelvin and, in fact, he had known his father. But something was odd about his interaction with Coach Foley. Had he just imagined seeing Coach’s dick jump inside his shorts as Kelvin’s cock grew and he had caught Kelvin staring? No, Kelvin must have been imagining things. After all those videos, he knew it was all just wishful thinking. Coach was just being nice and it was good knowing that someone recognized Kelvin’s achievement. Kelvin’s own dad had not managed to grunt out more than a perfunctory “congratulations” before disappearing into the cellar and back to his homebrew. Kelvin smiled, yes it was good that someone had noticed and it was someone one he respected like Coach Foley made it even better. And a quiet voice deep within his groin agreed that it was good that someone hot like Coach Foley had noticed. Lunch and afternoon classes seemed to crawl by. Kelvin found himself fingering the hall pass in his pockets as each period came to an end. By the time 8th period came around the hall pass had been worn thin. As he took his seat his hand once again went to the pass. Some doubts entered his mind. “Should I go?” he asked himself. “What if I get another boner? What would Coach think of that?” He fiddled a few more minutes with pass until finally picking himself up from his seat and heading toward the front. “Yes?” Miss Padakula asked. Kelvin fumbled with the pass and gave it to her. “Lucky you,” she said as she signed it and handed it back to Kelvin. “I’d give just about anything to get out of here myself.” Kelvin nodded a headed out to the gym. Kelvin didn’t know why, but his heart was racing and he kept having to remind himself to slow down. It wasn’t a race but somehow his body wasn’t aware of that fact. He moved through the corridors and soon found himself in front of the locker room. He hesitated for a moment but then screwed up his courage and walked in. Coach Foley’s office was the back, out of the way. It wasn’t the kind of place you’d just wander into without actively looking for it. As Kelvin approached the office he saw Coach seated at his desk with his back to the door. Coach’s office was a pretty good size. Having a winning football team had its advantages. His office was decent sized, housing a small desk and chair as well as couch along one wall. There was a single door, now wide open, with a thin slit of a window that was covered with paper like most of the teachers did to prevent people from staring in or students from looking out toward freedom. Coach Foley had his legs propped up on one side of the desk. His gym shorts slipping down just enough to leave his upper thighs visible and the narrow band of a jack strap along the edge. “Hey, Coach Foley. Made it,” Kelvin declared obviously. Coach turned around and smiled at Kelvin’s attempt at small talk. “So you did. Come on in and have a seat. Just grabbing a Coke here. Let me get you one and we’ll have a toast.” Coach Foley reached over to a small fridge and pulled out two Cokes. He handed one to Kelvin as Kelvin made his way to the couch. Kelvin accepted the open bottle and sat on the couch. Holding the Coke in his lap and leaning slightly forward. Coach began, “So, let’s have a toast to Kelvin for his early acceptance to Columbia! I also heard you might be getting a scholarship?” “Yeah,” said Kelvin, “I actually have a full ride.” Kelvin smiled. He hadn’t said that aloud to anyone and realized how proud that made him feel. Coach could see the satisfaction on Kelvin’s face and continued. “Okay, so that deserves a double celebration! So, a double celebration means we chug our first ones and grab another. You ready?” asked Coach Foley a glint in his eye. “Okay, if those are the rules,” Kelvin smiled back. Coach raised his bottle and tapped the top of Kelvin’s bottle then brought it to his lips and began to chug. Kelvin raced to keep up and began downing his Coke. The soda had a bit of an odd taste which Kelvin noticed but rapidly was lost in the effort to get it all down in one gulp. Coach Foley finished first and Kelvin saw Coach watching intently as Kelvin finished. A crooked smile crossed Coach Foley’s face. “Good job! Let’s crack open another one. Sorry it’s not beer, but I don’t really want to get busted for getting an 18-year-old drunk,” Coach Foley explained. Get him drunk? No. Have him spun out on G? Hell, yeah. Coach Foley started chatting with Kelvin making small talk, asking about his plans, his classes, and his work-outs. As they talked over the next 15 minutes Kelvin was thinking how easy it was to talk with Coach Foley. Where he was nervous before he felt himself relaxing and settling into the conversation. As Coach Foley talked, Kelvin’s attention began to wander. He kept finding his eyes wandering to either Coach Foley’s half-zipped hoodie and the hairy chest beneath or slipping down to Coach’s shorts and the bulge there. Every so often Kelvin would catch himself staring and raise his eyes to meet Coach’s eyes. Each time he thought he caught the glimpse of another smile. He was also sure that each time his eyes wander to Coach Foley’s groin the bulge there grew in size. Finally, after several minutes, he was sure he could make out the outline of a thick shaft lengthening along Coach’s thigh. Kelvin answered all of Coach Foley’s questions and, in between, took gulps from his second Coke. As he finished his second Coke, Kelvin slid back into the couch and closed his eyes for a minute. Opening them, he saw Coach Foley adjusting himself and staring down at Kelvin. “So, Kelvin. Haven’t heard about you dating anyone. Got your eye on anyone?” Kelvin felt a big lump form in his throat and gulped it down. “I, uh, have been pretty busy with school so I don’t really have time for other things,” as he let his thought trail off. “Funny,” started Coach Foley, “I’ve noticed you checking me out. You like what you see?” Coach watched Kelvin’s face and the struggle that appeared to be going on. “It’s OK, man,” Coach continued “Some guys like guys and some like girls and some like both. I’m actually pretty flattered that a guy as hot as you would even look at a guy like me.” Kelvin’s heart raced and his stomach clenched. Coach appeared to notice his loss for words but continued, “Haven’t told anyone you’re gay yet, huh? Probably not even yourself.” Coach laughed lightly, “In fact, would it help for you to know that I’m also gay? And not only am I flattered you think I’m worth staring at, but I’ve been checking you out since you started in my class junior year.” Kelvin was torn. A voice inside him screamed for him to get up and walk out, that this was wrong and shouldn’t be happening. Another voice though smoothed over the warning and urged Kelvin to tell Coach what he was feeling, to jump on board and let Coach know the secret that he had been hiding from everyone, including himself. “Coach,” he started, “you’re right. I’m gay.” With those words a heavy weight seemed to lift from Kelvin and something inside him broke open. “God, I’ve been staring at you thinking how hot you are and how much I want to touch you and press up against your naked furry body.” Kelvin suddenly shut up realizing he may have gone too far. Coach got up and walked over to the couch, bending over to pull Kelvin to standing only inches from his own body. “Kelvin, tell me what you want. I know you’ve been waiting, I’ve seen it in your eyes.” As he said this his hand slipped to Kelvin’s jeans and the growing bulge that was there. Squeezing Kelvin’s growing cock tightly, he leaned in and whispered in Kelvin’s ear, “I know you want to feel my cock. Go ahead and grab it. You’ve never held another man’s cock have you?” Kelvin shook his head, still unable to speak. Kelvin’s hands went to Coach Foley’s waist and down into his gym shorts. He could feel Coach’s jock and the solid shaft within it that he had noticed earlier. “Let me get these off. I’m pretty sure they are only going to get in the way,” Coach said as he took a step back. He pulled down his zipper on the hoodie, removed and tossed it onto his chair. Next, he released his gym shorts which dropped to the floor leaving him naked except for the black jock strap that cradled his balls and restrained his thick burgeoning boner. He slid back up to Kelvin and grabbed both sides of his face lifting Kelvin’s eyes into his own. “Close your eyes and reach down for my cock,” Coach Foley murmured just inches from Kelvin’s face. As Kelvin shut his eyes and lowered his hand to Coach Foley’s groin he felt Coach’s hot breath on his face and felt Coach’s lips press against Kelvin’s as Kelvin’s hand slid down to wrap around Coach’s hard and thickened dick. Kelvin gasped slightly as Coach’s tongue probed against his lips and pressed past into his mouth. Coach’s pornstache was soft compared to Kelvin’s scruff. He could feel it brushing against him as Coach’s tongue explored every inch of Kelvin’s mouth. Kelvin let out a second gasp as he tried to wrap his hand around Coach’s cock. It was so thick his hand could barely get around it. Kelvin’s own dick jumped in anticipation and strained against his underwear and jeans. He could feel his balls ache as if his semen was boiling in his balls seeking desperate release. His shaft was growing rapidly, becoming engorged with blood. He fumbled as he worked Coach’s shaft feeling the thick mushroom head and the large piss slit which was oozing sticky pre-cum. With each exploration of Kelvin’s hands Coach pressed deeper into Kelvin’s hungry mouth wrestling his tongue into submission. As suddenly as it began, Coach pulled his face away from Kelvin still holding the sides of his face. “Good boy,” encouraged Coach Foley, “How did that feel?” Kelvin could only moan as his hands continued to explore every vein of Coach’s shaft and weighed his cum-laden balls in the cup of his hand. Coach took a step back and Kelvin’s hand fell in front of him. Coach Foley took in Kelvin from head to crotch and smiled. “Two things will make this better. First, you have too many clothes on. So lose ‘em. All of them. I want you naked in front of me. NOW.” The last word came out strong and as a command. Kelvin was overwhelmed. Every fiber of his body needed this and needed to do what Coach asked, no what Coach ordered him to do. He quickly lost his shirt and pants, only hesitating as he reached for his underwear. Coach Foley’s eyes, however, bored into his own and the command repeated in Kelvin’s head. NOW! Kelvin was now naked in front of Coach looking into Coach’s eyes which locked onto Kelvin’s. “Good. You can follow directions,” Coach stated matter-of-factly as he stepped forward. “Just listen and do what I say, Kelvin. I know how to make you feel good, feel needed. Right now I want you to bend down and take my nipple in your mouth.” Kelvin dutifully lowered his head finding the nipple with his lips. “Now, start sucking. Keep it up until I say otherwise. I want you nursing on Coach’s teat because that makes Coach rock hard.” Kelvin concentrated on Coach’s nipple, at first tonguing it gently. As he worked the nipple Coach pressed Kelvin’s head from behind forcing him to work the nipple deeper and harder. Kelvin felt Coach’s cock pulsing against his thigh with each suckling. “See, how Coach likes that?” he heard Coach ask. Kelvin could only slightly nod his head in response. After a few minutes Coach switched Kelvin to his other nipple to be serviced. Coach moaned as Kelvin worked the nipples. Coach’s dick seemed impossibly hard and large against Kevin’s thigh. Coach slowly pulled Kelvin from his nipple and stared into Kelvin who’s eye were glassy, a sign that his G-infused blood was in total control. Coach smiled and as Kelvin looked into his face he spat into Kelvin’s open mouth catching Kelvin by surprise. “Bitch, you’re mine,” he growled. “You’re my fucking cum dump from now on. Whether it’s spit or cum,” or other fluids in the future Coach thought wickedly, “you’ll swallow them and thank Coach for choosing you.” Kelvin nodded and licked his lips swallowing the last of Coach’s spit. “Good. Now that we have that understanding,” Coach began, “it’s time to start feeding you coach’s gift of cum. His DNA. The more cum Coach loads into you the more likely you are to continue to grow into a fucking man.” At that Coach grabbed both of Kelvin’s nipples and squeezed tightly. A shock of electricity shot through his nipples and down to his dick which had continued to throb and demand release causing it to press firmly against his belly. Coach pulled down on Kelvin’s nipples and Kelvin’s knees buckled. “Good boy. Down on your knees. Time to worship Coach’s meat with that cock sucking hole of yours. Once you get Coach all the way down that pretty little virgin throat of yours, he’s gonna dump a load of his DNA down your gullet.” Kelvin went to his knees and as he did Coach’s hands when to Kevin’s shoulders and guided him to the floor. Coach’s jock was inches from Kelvin’s face and he could smell the sweat from Coach’s balls. It made him a bit dizzy but he managed to focus on the bulging pouch in front of him. Coach’s hands went to his sides and lowered his jock freeing his thick cock and balls. Kelvin sat mesmerized. Coach’s dick was shorter than Kelvin’s probably just shy of 7” but it was thicker than he imagined. Coach’s shaft was at least 8” around and looked more like a Red Bull can than a dick. A large drop of pre-cum glistened at Coach’s piss slit. He could see shining residue coating the front of Coach’s jock, evidence of massive amounts of jizz that Coach had been leaking. Coach Foley’s balls hung low and were easily a double handful. With their size they promised a large load of cum when finally released and Kelvin, unconsciously, licked his lips with that final thought. “Start with the head, Kelvin. Open your jaw wide and take the head in. See how it tastes. You’ll need to try and relax, because once we get started, we won’t be stopping until my balls are against you chin and my head is swollen in your throat and ready to feed you your first load of Coach’s cum.” Kelvin’s eyes stayed glued to the monster dick in front of him. It seemed impossible that he would be able to swallow it. He leaned forward while Coach pushed his hips toward Kelvin and the head popped into Kelvin’s mouth. Kelvin could taste the salt and sweat of Coach’s head and it made his head swim. Once inside he could taste the pre-cum which had been coating Coach’s jock. Salty and slippery his tongue slid around the tip and spread the pre-cum through his mouth. He had always thought of cum as sticky but when mixed with the spit in his mouth it became slick and he could feel Coach’s head slide more easily within his jaw. Coach smiled. He could feel Kelvin’s tongue on his cock head and knew that he was exploring the benefits of pre-cum. As Kelvin seemed to adjust to Coach’s girth, Coach shifted his hips sliding his dick down another inch or so. Kelvin’s expression became slightly panicked but Coach placed his hand on the back of Kelvin's head and rubbed it slowly. “Remember,” said Coach, “relax your jaw and breathe through your nose. You’ve got a lot more to go and you need to make it easy on yourself.” He could feel Kelvin relax as he stroked his head and told him how good he was doing. Kelvin had unconsciously started sucking on Coach’s cock. Coach always had his boys start with the nipples and this was why. After working Coach’s nipples sucking on a cock was a natural progression. It also primed his boys for the signals that he would use for Kelvin to suck harder and deeper like he had with the nipples. Kelvin had the first couple inches in now, but the remaining 4” would be the real test. Bending over slightly and holding Kelvin’s head in place he reached for a small brown vial he had made sure was placed within reach. “Ok, Kelvin. So far you’re a prime dick sucker but in order to get Coach’s load we need to get the rest of this dick down your throat. When I put this vial under your nostril I want you to breathe in deeply. It may burn slightly, but keep it up for as long as you can.” Kelvin nodded as best he could with his mouth wrapped around Coach’s dick. Coach lowered the bottle with one hand and pressed his other hand’s finger against Kelvin’s other nostril. “Inhale now, deep as you can,” Coach ordered. Kelvin breathed in deep and the smell slammed into him like a freight train. He rode it out and continued to inhale as Coach had instructed. His head began to swim and he felt Coach switch the bottle to his other hand and plug his other nostril. Without a word, Kelvin again inhaled deeply for as long as he could. The rush was less intense now that he had felt it once but his head continued to swim. Coach repeated it once more in each nostril before setting the bottle down and placing his hands on the back of Kelvin’s head. Kelvin’s head was swimming and he felt as if he might black out. “Now we’ll see how much you want Coach’s load.” Coach gently and steadily pushed his hips forward and applied pressure to the back of Kelvin’s head forcing him further down the shaft. Coach knew that they were getting to the critical point when he felt the edges of Kelvin’s throat on his dick’s head. Gently he rubbed Kelvin’s head and whispered, “Take a deep breath and relax.” Kelvin took a deep breath and again his head swam. Coach pushed his hips toward Kelvin while also using his hands massaging the joint of his jaw on both sides. Steadily as his hips advanced, Coach also pushed Kelvin's head further down the monstrous shaft. At first, Coach could feel resistance as his cockhead pushed against the narrowed opening of Kelvin's throat. Coach Foley continued to thrust forward and work Kelvin’s jaw at its hinge with his fingers. Coach could see a small tear form in the corner of Kelvin’s eye and Coach knew Kelvin was doing his best. The sight of Kelvin straining to get Coach's mushroom head past the start of his throat, caused Coach’s dick to stiffen in anticipation. As it did, Coach felt the familiar ‘pop’ as his head slid out of Kelvin’s mouth and into his throat. The last two inches of Coach’s shaft slid easily into Kelvin’s maw once Coach’s cockhead was nestled in his throat. Coach smiled. Not even a single gag, Kelvin was good, maybe good enough to be worthy, but they had time for that and Kelvin still needed to finish this lesson. Kelvin had been straining to admit Coach’s head into his throat and after last the deep breath, there was a silent but noticeable pop, as his throat relaxed and Coach’s masive head slid smoothly into Kelvin's throat. As Coach Foley’s hips moved forward the head slipped further down his throat, and before he realized it, Coach’s balls were resting against his chin. Kelvin sighed and relaxed further as his throat snuggly embraced Coach’s mushroom head and the final couple of inches of the shaft. Coach stayed still allowing Kelvin to get used to the monstrous cock lodged in his throat. Again Coach reached for the brown vial and again Kelvin dutifully inhaled as if moved from one nostril to the other. The now familiar rush rolled over him. He felt completely relaxed and felt as if he could feel every vein of the shaft buried deep in him. Coach was smiling. Now came the fun part. Coach began rocking his hips back and forth while keeping a hold on Kelvin’s head. He felt his cockhead slide smoothly in Kelvin’s throat, enveloping him and smoothly sliding along Kelvin’s throat. As he became certain Kelvin was tolerating his small thrusts he made his thrusts longer and deeper. Kelvin came close to gagging a time or two but Coach’s hands rubbed at the joint in Kelvin’s jaw and the gagging stop as Kelvin relaxed. Kelvin’s throat was smooth and Coach knew that it wouldn’t be long until his first load was deep inside Kelvin but he wasn’t in a rush either, enjoying the steady tempo and building need to blow. Kelvin was completely lost in the flood of sensations. He could feel his throat as it massaged Coach’s head with each pelvic thrust and could feel his own dick stiffen. He moved his hand to grab his dick and began stroking himself, slowly at first but then becoming more frenetic as his balls ached to spew their load. Suddenly Coach’s hips stopped and Kelvin felt Coach smack the side of his head hard enough to get Kelvin’s attention. Kelvin immediately dropped his hands from his dick and sat motionless with Coach’s cock deep in his throat. “Focus on ME, Kelvin,” coached growled. “You’re my fuck toy and you need to show me you’re willing to work to get Coach’s cum. You’ll get your chance after I finish and only then. If you EVER cum before me, you’ll be out on your ass and will never get another drop of Coach’s cum. You understand?” A passing moment of fear raced through Kelvin’s mind at the thought of never feeling Coach inside him again. He nodded as best he could and folded his arms behind his back to help remove all temptation to grab his own dick. “Good,” growled Coach. “I’m glad we understand each other.” Once Kelvin’s hands were away Coach returned to thrusting his hips, increasing his tempo even more. Now without the distraction of his own dick, Kelvin’s attention focused in on the shaft penetrating his throat. The rest of him faded away and all he could feel was his throat and all he wanted was to show Coach how much he deserved that load of cum. As he focused in he realized that by flexing his throat he could tighten on the downstroke and release on the upstroke. As he experimented with this new found ability he heard Coach moan loudly. “Shit, Kelvin,” coached breathed heavily, “You’re a quick learner.” Kelvin felt Coach’s tempo increase and he worked his muscles to keep up. Coach’s breaths were short and rapid. “Fuck Kelvin, I’m about to shoot. You better make sure that every single drop goes down. Coach doesn’t want a single drop spilled.” Kelvin tried his best to make a noise indicating he understood. “Here it comes, bitch!” and Coach Foley roared out as his dick began to convulse. Kelvin could feel every wave as Coach’s cum flooded down the thick shaft and deep into Kelvin’s throat. At first, Kelvin thought he might choke but he pulled Coach’s head as far down into his throat as he could. Kelvin lost count after five spurts of cum slid down his throat. He felt almost like he was drowning. Coach’s cum was viscous and he could feel it sliding deep down inside him. Eventually, Coach’s thrust became less frenzied and Kelvin could feel the massive cock deflate slightly but still it filled his now cum lubricated throat. “Now that was a fucking blow job!” Coach exclaimed. “Hope that was a good load. It was at least 4 days’ worth.” Coach relaxed but left the head of his dick resting in Kelvin’s throat. “Now it’s your turn Kelvin. Show me exactly how much you enjoyed swallowing Coach’s load.” Kelvin hesitated at first remembering Coach’s previous warning but the aching of his dick and the tightness in his balls won out. Kelvin barely managed three strokes before he felt his balls lurch upward and felt spurt after spurt of cum land on the floor behind Coach Foley. “Yeah, we’ve got a shooter here,” Coach applauded. As his orgasm died down he looked at the wads of cum which covered the floor. Kelvin had never cum like that before nor had he ever spewed that much cum. Coach patted Kelvin’s head and slowly tilted his hips back allowing his cockhead to once again ‘pop’ past the narrow entry of Kelvin’s throat and slip out of his mouth leaving a trail of spent cum as it slid out. Coach grabbed Kelvin by the nipples, squeezing them tightly while pulling him up from his knees. Kelvin found himself face to face with Coach Foley who was grinning widely, obviously happy. Coach bent over and once again pressed his lips firmly against Kelvin’s and invading Kelvin’s mouth once again with his thick and powerful tongue. As they locked for several minutes he felt Coach’s hands reach behind him and squeeze Kelvin’s ass. Kelvin shivered slightly and Coach backed his tongue and lips away. “Nothing better than tasting my cum in your mouth, Kelvin. You managed to swallow that huge load and I’m pretty impressed.” Kelvin smiled at the compliment. As each of them fished for their clothes Coach said, “Now we need to discuss a few things. First, as we discussed, you’re now my fuck toy to use as I want, whenever I want. In return, you’ll get a regular diet of my cum to grow strong on.” Kelvin nodded. He couldn’t imagine ever not wanting to take another of Coach’s load. “Second,” continued Coach, your ass will be down here every 8th and 9th period from now until the end of the school year. I’ve written a note to your counselor stating that you’ll be taking weight training as an independent study course. That will ensure we have plenty of opportunities for you to get fed regularly.” Coach smiled. “And of course, once we’re both comfortable and need a little variety maybe we’ll work on busting that other cherry of yours.” A worried look passed over Kelvin’s face and he spoke softly, “Uh, I don’t want to piss you off Coach but I don’t think I’m much interested in getting fucked.” Kelvin dropped his eyes knowing that Coach could very well tell Kelvin to get his ass out. “Kelvin,” Coach sighed, “Let’s make a deal. We don’t do anything you’re uncomfortable with and will stick with what we both enjoy. If there comes a time, though, that you change your mind, I’m going to make you ask for it. Maybe even beg for it. And like our previous deal, once you agree, your ass will literally be mine to use. Deal?” Coach Foley saw a look of relief pass over Kelvin’s face. “Sure Coach,” said Kelvin, “That’s a deal I can live up to.” Coach smiled as Kelvin picked up his clothes and headed out into the locker room for a quick shower and to get dressed. It was a deal Coach could live with too. Kelvin was going to make this a challenge and Coach loved a challenge. Even with a high viral load, Coach wasn’t likely to get enough cum deep enough into Kelvin during just oral sex to see if he was worthy of Coach’s virus. He’d have to make sure that by June he had enough cum swimming inside Kelvin’s guts to determine if he was worthy. Already this looked like this could be a challenge. But Coach always liked challenges and he always played to win.

The initiation What had I got myself into? I was now down in some sort of dungeon with three other 'novices' to be initiated into the “Fuck Club”. A friend had recommended I joined as the barebacking opportunities were numerous. Everything seemed normal upstairs after filling in but a few details, signing membership and consent forms and handing over my substantial subscription money. I also had to undergo some tests to ensure I didn't have any STDs. I was now downstairs being grilled by a sergeant major type dressed only in some leather gear with spiked collar, wielding a wooden baton. He looked sternly at us and stated “the first rule of the fuck club is that you must always fuck bareback.” “What do you think the second rule is?” I answered smartly “the second rule of the fuck club is that you must always fuck bareback.” “Wrong!”, he replied and proceeded to swing his baton at my groin making me double over in pain. “The second rule of the fuck club is this: during the first stage of your initiation during your first couple of weeks, it doesn't matter whether you are a total top or versatile, you are to behave as complete bottoms and accept everyone and anyone's bare cock and load!” “So, what's the third rule then?” I was still in great pain, but foolishly another of our threesome spoke out “To always obey your instructions.” “Very true but wrong!” and once again he swung his baton and another one of us doubled over in agony. “You will not be told the third rule until after your first stage of initiation is completed.” He pressed a bell and six large, well-built men dressed in similar garb came through into his office. He pointed at the guy still doubled over in pain and said “You two take him for his initiation; then he pointed to the other timorous guy and said “Throw him to the baying wolves” and then instructed the final two men to escort me to his private cell. The cell was fairly Spartan with manacles on the headboard of the bed covered only in a black plastic mattress. When we were alone, he stripped off his shorts revealing his impressive but still fairly flaccid cock and told me to suck it. I complied. It soon grew into an alarmingly big 10 inches. At which point he told me to turn round and attached my wrists to the manacles and with only my saliva as lubrication forced his huge dick right inside me. I was in agony as his cock violated my arse, ripping it apart, I felt violated as he forcefully thrust his cock in and out of me. He thrust his cock in my arse slowly at first, then began to thrust slightly more quickly. I felt just like his piece of meat. He was using and abusing me for his own pleasure, not for mine. He continued this hard thrusting with his enormous cock until a light winked on and off in the corner of the room. Suddenly, he went into overdrive, pushing his cock in and out vigorously. Then with a cry, he flooded my arse with his cum in long jets. He gave me a somewhat sinister smile and said “Welcome to the club! Now I'm sending you to Adam for your proper initiation, he's one of my best!” Once again, two hefty guys were summoned to take me to Adam. Adam was to be found in a cage in a corner of an otherwise large hall. It was very dark and could hear but not see the sound of fucking going on within this hall. At one point I heard a scream from what I believed came from the third novice in our group. I was taken into the cage, in which there was but a small red light to illuminate the dingy cell. It had a bench rather than a bed and what I presume to be Adam, already erect and raring to take my already raw arse. What I eventually perceived in this very dim light is that his penis was pierced with a series of studs along its length. I was made to kneel facing the wall with my legs off the end of the bench and the guy began to rub his cock up and down my bum crack. I could feel his dick was already sticky with precum. Then slowly and more considerately than the previous guy, he forced his penis inside me, I did, however, really feel his studs scraping my insides from the rough handling I'd previously received. He carefully began thrusting in and out, gaining a good tempo. I started to tolerate his studs despite the pain and began to enjoy the experience. This pace continued for some twenty minutes. The pain by now had largely subsided when his cock began to pulse as he came up my arse. I felt several jets of cum explode up my arse. He withdrew and his cum mixed with some blood dribbled out of my arse. “Welcome to the club!” he whispered in my ear. He then turned on a switch on the wall and I realised I'd been watched by a dozen others, all with their cocks out wanking to the sight of my initiation. At this point I was held with my arms and legs spread and tied to the bench. Lines formed at my head and my arse. The first man standing behind me and pushed hard and entered me while another guy forced my lips apart and placed his dick in my mouth. I could feel salty pre-cum sliding down my throat. Very quickly his cock body shuddered and my mouth was filled with hot, sticky cum. It ran out of my mouth and down my chin as well as down my throat. Meanwhile the man fucking me from behind let out a groan as he sent a sudden spurt of warm spunk inside me. He too said to me ”Welcome to the club!” Before I could realise it, another man had wanked his cock, giving it a couple of jerks, and shooting shot after shot of cum all over my face. It went all over my face. Meanwhile another man's cock took the place of the one who'd just shot his load inside me and started to slowly fuck me. After a while he thrust harder and then he just stopped moving with his dick all the way in. He released his load inside me too and gave the now familiar retort of “Welcome to the club!” He pulled out and another cock quickly took his place. His cock began to pulse and I got another arseful of cum, which then started running down my legs. The queue continued with guy after guy taking it in turn to fill me with their raw load and when they had emptied their cum into me, they all finished with the familiar refrain “Welcome to the club!” I was pretty exhausted by the end of the evening with at least a dozen loads taken and an aching arse to show for it with spunk and blood oozing from my insides. This pattern continued every evening for the next couple of weeks with Adam initiating me in front of other full members of the club and then many of those who watched taking it in turn to fill me with their loads. I must have taken a good hundred loads by the end of the first fortnight. By this point I was exhausted and not feeling very well. The owner of the club, who'd been my first introduction to the club advised me to take a rest from attending and return only when I felt fully better, then I would be ready for the second part of my initiation. He suggested I take paracetamol for my aches and pains, and felt sure I'd be right after a week or two. Although quite an ordeal I was determined to become a full member of the fuck club.

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Hit Midtown Spa last night looking for loads and to give a couple. It seemed kinda slow, but as I was laying on my bed, ass in the air, a hot older (50's) Latin guy come in who immediately began to message my ass. I turned around and told him to cum inside. He closed the door, dropped his towel and presented a beautiful thick uncut cock that was the same size as a redbull can. His goatee felt amazing as he went to my town eating my ass, his tongue fucking loads of spit into my hole. After several minutes he crawled onto my back, grabbed his poppers and asked if I wanted some. I told him I've never tried them before and he said I should take a big hit b/c he was about to fuck my ass full of cum! I took a whiff and immediately felt like I was swimming. Without ever mentioning condoms, let alone asking me if I wanted him to use them, he slid his thick cock balls deep in my ass, pounding and long-dicking my tight ass. While I definitely felt him, honestly his cock didn't hurt like I thought it would. It was amazing. He fucked me for a good 15 minutes, then he pulled out, positioned my ass on the edge of the bed and dove right back in. He was VERY verbal and told me to take his big daddy dick and that he loved my tight white boy ass and he was gonna breed me deep. He just pounded me faster and faster and talking very dirty to me. I was in hog heaven. Still hitting the poppers he kept fucking me hard. All of a sudden he moaned and slid in all the way in and unloaded a HUGE load deep in my ass. He stayed in me for a couple minutes telling me he loved my ass and it was the best he'd had in a long time. He pulled out, and grabbed his towel from the ground, and as I turned over, I asked his status he said, neg. He then turned, opened the door and that's when I saw the bio hazard tattoo on his back between his shoulder blades. I was in LOVE! Not sure why he lied, but still think it was hot.

...the first time I sucked on daddy's fat dick, I truly thought he'd dislocate my jaw...

...and in 30 minutes...and in 45 minutes...and in 60 minutes...

Great story very hot even if there is a chapter without sex in it. Very well written. Way to go Aaron. I would be too. Chap 22 and all of them are really hot I been hard reading all the chap. and I loved everyone of them. That type of roll playing is hot. I love it when someone tells me there pumping there poz cum into me. I makes the sex really hot and if your the bottom you just want to feel that cum going deep inside you.

Ended up at a bath house last night and spent most of the night in a sling, I needed that so badly...

Good times

Boxer briefs day to day, either Hanes (on colder days especially) or MeUndies (Spotify kept sending me their ads a few years ago, so I gave in and did a trial pair and really liked them). I have been steadily growing my "sexy" undies - several briefs and jocks from NastyPig, some Full Kit Gear stuff (from a store in Chicago), a Pistol Pete boxer brief with snap access, etc... and I've been thinking I need to start wearing those more often. I used to just wear sexy stuff for hookups, but nowadays I'm naked when my bottom walks in to find me in bed, so.... ;-)

About 15 years ago, there was an adult bookstore here in Las Vegas that was attached to a straight strip club. Both the ABS and the Strip Club were owned by the same company. It was close to the strip hotels, so both the bookstore arcade and the strip club were quite active at night. The unique feature of this set up was that there was a door going from the club directly into the abs video arcade. When entering the arcade from the club, there were four "live girl show" booths that guys could go into, drop some money and watch the naked girl behind the glass. Directly across from those booths were four small video booths. With 2 glory holes between them. Well, as you can imagine, in the evenings, there would be a lot of horny str8 guys, that got all boned up with the strippers, getting lap dances, or watching the girl finger her pussy behind the glass. So then they'd come into one of the 4 booths with g/h's for a quick bj before turning in for the night. One night I was there about 2am. The strip club was packed. I was able to score a spot in one of the glory hole booths. I entered the booth. I fed money into the machine, took off my pants and knelt at the g/h. It wasn't more than a minute before I saw the door of the adjoining booth open. In walked a tall, masculine, muscular, burly guy, probably late 40's, walk in and lock the door. He put money into the machine, then pulled his cock out of the zipper. Even flaccid, his dick was an impressive 7" uncut. He stroked for a few minutes until it was starting to getting hard. I motioned with my finger through the hole, that I was there to suck. He turned and pushed his semi hard cock through the hole. I quickly wrapped my lips around it and felt it continue to harden. He must have hardened to a length of 8"s. I sucked and chewed on his foreskin. Then pushed the foreskin back with my lips and sucked on his cockhead. He had obviously been leaking a lot of precum as he watched the strippers. I could taste the sweet, pungent dried cum on his cock. I would take his cock as far to the back of my throat as I could. Then come up to the head and circle my tongue on his cockhead. Then he started to pump his cock in my mouth. I could feel his cock harden even more and throb. Soft groaning was coming through the wall. Then I felt the warm shot of cum fill my mouth. I tried to savor it. But he quickly pulled his cock from my mouth. Put it in his pants, zipped and left the booth. Load one was sliding down my throat and into my gut. No sooner had he left the booth, when it opened again and another guy entered. This one was in his early 20's. 5'9"(ish), college jock type. Sandy blond hair. There was enough money in the machine from the previous guy, so the video still had a lot of time left on it. So this kid locked the door, unzipped and immediately put his already rock hard cock into the hole. He had an impressive 7"s. Cut and already oozing precum. I licked the precum from his cockhead. Damn, it was sweet. I quickly dove on his cock. Again, taking him to the back of my throat. I sucked up and down. Occasionally changing to licking up and down the underside of his cock. Then licking the underside of his cockhead. He was super horny. I'm not sure I've tasted so much precum dripping from a guys cock. As with a lot of horny str8 guys that hit the booths, they're already so fuckin' horny, that they cum very quickly. This kid definitely did. In just a couple of minutes, he was filling my mouth with his sweet load. Once he had zipped and left the booth, the next guy quickly entered. This guy appeared to be mid 50's. A bit on the heavy side. Not nearly as good looking as the previous two guys. But I didn't really care. I was just hungry for dick. He slipped a few dollars into the machine, then unzipped. Pulling out fattest cock of the night. He was already partially hard. He had to have about 6 or 7"s. But extremely thick. I motioned at the hole that I wanted his dick. And he quickly moved to the hole and slid it through for me. Since it was so thick, I had difficulty getting the whole thing into my throat. But he was obviously enjoying my mouth as he continued to harden. Then he pulled out and moved his face to the hole. I hear him whisper to me, "Do you fuck"? Without saying a word, I stood, grabbed my bottle of poppers that was on the bench nearby. I spit on my fingers and lubed up my ass. I turned and placed my asshole up to the g/h. I heard him spit, then felt him pushing more saliva into my hole with his fingers. I took a couple of deep hits of the poppers. Knowing how thick he was, I knew I was going to need the assistance of poppers to be able to take him. He slipped his raw cock slowly up inside me. Held it there for a few minutes for me to adjust to the girth. I took another hit of poppers as I felt him begin to slowly fuck my ass. Each of his thrusts would go deeper inside me. Then he started to quicken his pace. My ass was relaxing and enjoying the ride. He fucked me for nearly 10 mins before I heard him begin to groan, then he slammed up deep inside and held it there as he unloaded his spunk into my raw hole. Before he could pull out, I slid off him, turned, dropped to my knees and tasted his cum and my ass on his cum soaked cock. I cleaned him off, then he pulled up his pants and left. I stayed for another hour or so. Completely hogging the booth from the other cum pigs that were trying to get their share of str8 dick. I took so many loads that evening that I lost track. But that was the only one I took in my ass that evening. Sadly the str8 strip club closed a year or so later. The arcade is still there. But under new ownership. It's just not the same. But that was one of my more memorable Piggy days at that Vegas cock palace.

Part 19 - A Side Job Mark and Eric were sitting at home sipping a glass of wine when a message popped up on Mark’s phone. He quickly took a look. He had been waiting all day for a word from Joe and Aaron. It was from Paul. “Want to earn some easy money?” Mark responded “Uh, oh. how?” Paul sent back “Got a client who wants tops 2 breed him and partner. $1k each for 2 hrs. u and eric want to join me?” Mark shook his head and asked Eric if he was up for it. Eric said “Fuck no.” Mark picked up the phone and started typing “Sorry, Eric says no” and right before he hit send, Eric said “Well, maybe.” They talked about it for a few minutes and Mark called Paul to get more info. Paul answered all of his questions like he was buying a refrigerator - very business like. He got Paul’s address and explained to Eric “It’s a last minute gig he got. We’re to wear nice casual clothes, the client is very rich. Both the client and the partner are neg and want to get filled with unmedicated poz cum. It’s a one night fuck and we are gone, no fuck until they convert, unless they hire us again. Paul thinks we can breed each guy once, so they each get three toxic loads in them. We need to be there at 9 pm, so we have to get ready now.” They quickly showered, dressed, grabbed a backpack of toys and drove over and picked Paul up at his apartment, which was definitely not your normal student housing. It was an upscale apartment complex with pools, tennis courts, gym, etc. Paul had his gym bag, but instead of a stripper outfit inside it had a variety of sex toys, bondage cuffs, ropes, blindfolds. It was stuffed full. Paul gave each of them a viagra and they shared a bottle of water to wash it down. Mark drove over a few suburbs and pulled into the driveway at the client’s address and was amazed at the sizes of the mansions. Paul called the client to let them know they were at the front gate and soon the gate opened. He drove up to the front of the house and parked next to a new Ferrari. They walked to the front door and before they could knock the door opened. Standing before them in a monogrammed bathrobe was an athletic middle aged guy, Mark guessed early fifties, with a full head of salt and pepper hair. He had a simple but large diamond stud earring in each ear and a couple rings on each hand. The man looked the three of them over and said “You look absolutely delicious. Please come in.” They followed the man down a hallway to a staircase, down the staircase to a lower level and down another hall to a door. Mark thought “I hope I can remember how to get out of here if this goes bad.” The man said “Gary is waiting in the playroom here. Across the hall here is a room you can remove and put your clothes in. Oh, how rude. I am Greg. I hope you will try your best to make sure our future isn’t so negative. We only have a few limits - no permanent marks, no broken bones, no scat and no pictures. Discretion is required. I hope that is acceptable.” Paul looked at Mark and Eric and they nodded and he said “Yes it is.” The man pulled out an envelope and handed it to Paul and said “I will be in the playroom, please join us when you’re ready.” He opened the playroom door and walked in as Mark, Eric and Paul went into the other room. Paul quickly counted the money and smiled. $3000. He handed Eric and Mark their share and started to undress. Mark whispered in Paul’s ear “I have a special PA that I just got, should I wear it?” and showed him the mace balled PA he got when visiting Joe. Paul grinned and nodded. Mark finished undressing and swapped the ring in his cock yelling “Ow!” as he tightened the ball on the ring. He put on a leather harness and put his boots back on. Paul was naked except for two wide leather bracelets with biohazard symbols sewn onto them. Eric was dressed like Mark, with leather boots and a black leather harness. Eric looked at the new PA in Mark’s cock and said “oh my fucking god, you are going to rip them up.” Paul agreed and said “Just fuck them for a minute with that thing then remove it or put the other one in.” Mark grabbed the normal ring and slid it into his boot. The guys walked across the hall and entered the playroom. It was larger than Mark’s whole apartment and filled with numerous devices. There were crosses, fuck benches, slings, cages, a piss play area with showers, a tub with a large tank next to it with a hose, a rack that had numerous whips and other gear hanging from it. Mark could look around for hours at all of the equipment, but they had a job to do. Paul walked up to Greg who was laying on a fuck bench next to the other guy, presumably Gary. Gary was about the same age as Greg, but in very average middle-aged shape with several extra pounds and a belly. He had a bald spot starting to grow on the back of his head and a simple tribal arm band tattoo on each bicep. Gary had several welts on his back. Both were naked. Gary was already strapped down with hand and ankle cuffs to the bench. Paul picked up the fur lined leather cuffs and locked Greg on as Gary watched and whimpered. Mark walked over to Gary and checked the cuffs and made sure they were secured to the bench and allowed very little movement. The three poz guy’s cocks were stiffening by the second partially from the viagra but also from the scene that was unfolding. Paul looked over the two clients and walked over to a rack and picked up two ball gags. Paul stood in front of Greg and said in a calm voice “Greg, I want you to tell me what you want from our session here tonight in clear words, no innuendos.” Greg said “I want you and your partners to use me for your pleasure and fill me with your HIV positive cum and infect me.” Paul leaned down and strapped the ball gag on Greg’s head. He moved over to Gary and stood in front of him. “Gary, I want you to tell me what you want from our session tonight in clear words, no innuendos.” Gary cleared his throat “Sir, I want you and your friends to use and abuse my body to infect me with HIV.” Paul then asked one other question “Gary, are you doing this of your own free will?” Gary said “Yes, Sir.” Paul smiled and strapped the gag on Gary’s head and slapped his ass. Paul motioned to Mark to move behind Greg and said “We are about to begin. There is no turning back. Shake your head now if you want us to stop.” Paul waited ten seconds and then nodded to Mark and Eric. “This next step will be painful, but it will help ensure infection.” Paul pointed at Mark and said “Go”. Mark circled Greg’s hole with his finger and pushed in easily. He was already lubed and ready to be fucked. He rubbed his spiked piercing on Greg’s hole and Greg whimpered loudly around the gag. Slowly he pushed in until he felt his cockhead pass the first ring. Mark paused a moment and then grinned and grabbed Greg’s hips. He thrust in all the way, feeling his body slam into Greg’s ass. A scream filled the room and Greg fought against his restraints. Mark could see the sweat pour from his body as he held his twitching cock deep inside Greg’s hole. The screams continued and he could feel the hole get slicker and assumed it was a mixture of blood and his precum. After only two strokes, he pulled his cock from Greg’s cunt. It was covered in blood and Mark decided that he had done enough damage. Greg was still writhing on the bench as Mark moved over behind Gary. Gary was squirming on the bench as Mark rubbed his pussy with the bloody piercing. He followed the same steps - push past the ring, pause, then slam all the way in. Just as with Greg, the screams from Gary filled the room. Mark started to slowly fuck his hole but after only one stroke, Gary went silent and limp. Paul checked him and then gave Mark a thumbs up sign. Mark gave one more stroke and pulled out. Paul pointed at Eric and he got up behind Greg and thrust into his bloody hole. The screams from Greg slowly turned to grunts as Eric pounded his hole over and over. He jabbed in different directions and found the right position to hit Greg’s prostate. After twenty minutes of constant pounding, Eric started to jackrabbit Greg’s hole and with one hard slam, unloaded his virus filled cum into the shredded chute. Pulling out, Eric’s cock was covered in dark pink cum. He wiped his cock off with a towel and rested a while. Mark had removed his spiked PA and decided to fuck without the regular one for the rest of the session. He stood back and watched Eric pound Greg. When Gary came to, Paul leaned down and whispered in his ear “Are you ok?” and Gary nodded yes. He then whispered “Do you want us to stop?” and he shook his head no. With that, Paul moved behind Gary and drove his cock in all the way. He fucked and drilled Gary’s hole until he couldn’t wait any longer and pumped him full of his toxic baby makers. The guys took turns fucking then breeding Greg and Gary until both had received three loads of viral cum and copious amounts of precum. They had been at the mansion for over two hours. After the last load was dropped into Gary, Paul inserted plugs into both of their asses. The guys went over to the shower area and cleaned off the blood, cum and sweat off their bodies and went to dress. Ready to leave, Paul went over to the playroom and removed Greg’s ball gag and unlocked the cuffs that held Greg on the fuck bench. Mark and Eric were watching from the doorway to see what happened. Greg slowly got up and it was obvious he was in a lot of pain from the destruction of his ass and from being locked in one position for a few hours. Paul helped him stand up straight. Greg looked at Paul and said “My boy, that was the most amazing fuck I have ever had. I am sure you and your friends have given me the gift I want so badly and have never gotten from regular sex. You tip is in my robe. Please take it with my and Gary’s thanks. You can show yourself out while I stay here to recover.” Paul looked at Greg and said “Thank you. You should leave the plug in over night and let the cum absorb. If you are still bleeding in the morning, you should see a doctor. You got a bit more torn up than we planned.” Paul took the envelope out of the robe and the three walked back down the hallway, up the stairs and found the front door. Getting in the car, Mark exclaimed “Holy fuck that was twisted! I hope they are ok. That PA really tore them up.” Driving home, Paul opened the second envelope and counted out the tip. “Damn, I guess we did a good job. There’s another three grand in here. That means we each took in two thousand dollars for a nights work.” He handed Eric and Mark’s share to Eric and sat back and relaxed. When they got to Paul’s apartment, he got out and said “Thanks, guys. I couldn’t have done that gig without you. I hope you enjoyed it. Mark, I’ll see you at work Monday.” Mark and Eric drove home in silence, a bit stunned. Once inside the apartment, Mark threw their clothes in the washer and cleaned the harnesses and piercing. He set the mace piercing on the book shelf in the living room thinking “This is never going to be used again. It really is for show only.” He picked up his phone which he had left on the table while they were out. There were six missed messages. Reading through them he saw: Joe: pozzed and gono. thx Aaron: I am HIV positive, have gonorrhea and syphilis too. I want to die. Dennis: Thanks for helping me get pozzed. its official now. so happy Steven: I got it. no more dreaming about it Kyle: we are all poz now. thanks 4 ur help Joe: hanging at Dennis’s. watching Aaron. he’s not good with it Mark thought “It’s almost 1AM here so it would be 3AM at Joe’s. I’ll call him in the morning.”

I just got back from a couple of days in Amsterdam. It's been awhile since I've been there, so I wanted to catch up with one of my fuck buddies. He was able to meet me at his flat around 3pm. He's a 45 year old, buff, Italian guy living in Amsterdam. We stripped and he sat on his sofa. I got on my knees and worshiped his large, uncut cock, licked his smooth balls and licked his asshole. He reached for my mantits and punched and twisted my nipples. That makes me go wild. Finally, I climbed onto the sofa, putting my ass in the air. I took some drags on my poppers and he slid his 7", thick, rock hard cock up into me. He's a great top. He pounds deep until he gets close to cumming, then pulls out for a second, before slamming back into me. He repeats this over and over for about 20 mins. Finally, he can hold out no longer. He says, "I gotta cum. I can't fuckin' wait". He now really is slamming into me. He's leaning forward and squeezing my tits as he's fucking me. He lets out a loud groan and slams into me. "Ah.....FUCK!" he says as his cock fills my ass with his load. He pulls from me. we both collapse on the sofa and kiss for a few minutes as we catch our breaths. As we're dressing, we both discuss the possibility of trying to arrange a tag fuck for me when we meet again in a few weeks. I walk back to the Tram and head back towards Centraal Station and to my hotel in Centre City. I decide to get off the Tram just before Centraal Station and go to William Higgins Sex Shop. I pay my 10 Euros and climb the steep, narrow staircase up to the video cabins. It's now about 4:30pm. The cabins are empty. So I go down the back, steep, spiral staircase to the main floor where there are two more cabins and the movie theatre. All the cabins at William Higgins have glory holes. The movie room has two small leather sofas. And a wall with 3 glory holes alongside the sofas. One of the cabins is occupied. I peek into the g/h. There's an older guy in the booth. He's early 60's but very fit and muscular. His cock is out and he's stroking it as he sucks on his cigarette. He's rock hard with a cockring on. Stroking as he watches a straight porn on his screen. I do the finger tap at the g/h. He sees me, but makes no move to put his dick at the hole. I'm frustrated, because his cock looks so delicious. But he doesn't seem interested in me sucking him. He soon stands, pulls up his sweatpants and leaves. I hear him climbing the stairs to the main cabin area. I leave the booth and go down the 4 steps into the theater. It is also empty. I decide to take a seat and watch the bi movie on the screen. I'm hoping that this place will be like the porn places in my home city of Las Vegas, that normally get a late afternoon / after work rush of guys. Within about 10 minutes, that after work rush began. A guy in his late 40's, early 50's came into the theater. He stood in the back of the theater and rubbed his cock. I tried to motion for him to come sit next to me on the sofa, but he didn't move. Finally, I think his eyes adjusted to the dark and he noticed the area to the left of the sofa's that was a small room that had 3 g/h's along it. He moved to the glory hole next to my sofa and put his limp cock through it. The bottom of the wall with the g/h's is thick wood. But the top half of this wall is plexiglass. So the guys in there can see the movie next door. But the room is dark so, I couldn't really see him on the other side. I of course took some drags on my popper and turned to begin sucking on his cock. He hardened and grew to about 6.5" of uncut dick. He loved the attention I was paying to his foreskin. Then he fed his balls through the hole and I licked and sucked his balls. Once I put his cock back into my mouth, it didn't take him long before his cock throbbed and he shot his load in my mouth. As he pulled his cock from my mouth and he left the area. I noticed another guy had entered the theater and was standing on the landing at the top of the 4 steps that separated the theater from the 2 cabins above. As the guy that I just sucked walked up the steps and left, the other guy came down the steps and sat next to me on the sofa. He unzipped his pants and pulled them, along with his briefs to the floor. I climbed down onto the dirty, concrete floor and began to suck on his already hard cock. He had close to 8"s, was really thick. Uncut as are most Dutch cocks. I do love those hung, thick, uncut Dutch guys. His cock bent upwards and with the size, shape and thickness, I found it difficult to get much of it in my throat. But I worked on him as best I could. I licked up and down his hard shaft. I licked and sucked his balls. And I licked his asshole a bit. Then he leaned forward and rubbed my ass. Great! I knew he wanted to fuck. I pulled my small bottle of lube from my pants. Got my poppers. Stood, pulled my pants off and rolled them and my underwear in a ball and used them as a pillow. I climbed up on the sofa and put my ass up on the edge of the sofa. He had climbed off and I handed him the lube as I took some drags on the poppers. He lubed up his cock and he asked for the poppers. As he's sniffing, I feel him putting his thick monster cock to my ass. He hands the poppers back to me and I sniff again as his cock slides up into me. He swats my ass as he begins to pump. He's been fucking me for just a few minutes when another guy comes into the theatre. This guy comes down the stairs and walks over to us. He's in his early 60's. A bit heavy and not attractive at all. But he stands at my head and pulls out an 8", thick, uncut, Dutch dick. He slaps it on my cheeks. I turn my face and open my mouth. He slaps it on my lips and tongue. I want to suck him, but he just seems interested in slapping me with it and jacking off. The guy fucking me is doing a great job. He keeps slapping my ass and calling me a faggot, whore as the other guy jacks off and slaps my face with his cock. The masterbater cums quickly. He sprays my face, goatee and hair with his load. He quickly zips up and leaves. The sight of the other guy spraying me with cum must have tipped the scale for the guy fucking me. He now groans and puts load #2 into my raw cunt. He pulls out, pulls up his pants and leaves. I dress and decide to go up stairs to the cabins to see if anyone else has arrived. Sure enough, it looks like the after work crowd has shown up. There are two side by side booths occupied. I go into the booth next to them and can see a young, attractive kid in his 20's, sucking on a giant, rock hard, thick cock through the opposite g/h. He's also sniffing poppers and feasting on this massive cock. I'm of course envious. Wish it was my mouth on that monster. But, I'm enjoying the live show. The young guy now stands. Pulls his pants down and turns. He spits on his fingers and lubes up his ass. Then he backs onto the massive cock. Taking it up inside his ass. He's now rocking away on this big dick. I hear the booth door on the other side of me open and close. I turn to peek through that g/h. It's the older guy in the sweatpants again. He again lights a cigarette and stands there. His crotch near the g/h. But he doesn't pull his sweatpants down. I take a chance and reach my arm through the large g/h. I feel his crotch. He's not hard. But he makes no effort to move away or move my hand. I rub his crotch and feel his cock harden. He seems to be enjoying me rubbing his cock through the sweatpants. Soon, he's fully hard again. Then he turns, so that his ass is near the hole. I rub his ass cheeks and his crack. Then I reach through the waistband of his sweatpants and slip my finger to his asscrack. I can't get my finger into it. But he likes my massaging his hole. He's moaning a bit. Then he pulls his sweats down and turns his cock back to the hole. He steps up to the hole and slides his cock through. I go to work on his 6", cut, rock hard cock. I can taste him leaking precum as I roll my tongue around his mushroomed cockhead. He seems to get close to cumming, then pulls from me. He repeats this several times. Then he pulls from me again and steps away from the hole. I really want his cock and cum. The hole in this booth is extra large. I reach through it to grab his cock. I can still see through it. I stroke his cock. And soon see cum begin to shoot from his cock. He pushes my hand away and as I pull my arm back, he steps back to the hole. I take his cock in my mouth and feel and taste more cum shoot into my mouth. He then pulls back and strokes hard and fast on his cock. He must have been edging for so long, that he was ready to shoot a couple of loads. Cum again began to drip from his cock and he again put his cock through the hole for me to clean up whatever else oozed from his piss slit. I savored every drop my lips could squeeze from him, before he finally pulled back, pulled up his sweats and settled back onto the seat to light up another cigarette. By now, the two guys in the two booths to my right had finished and left. Another man had entered the cabin next to mine. I looked through the hole to see a man in his early 50's, his pants open, his 7", uncut, semi hard cock in his hand, stroking as he watched str8 porn. I did the "finger tap" at the g/h and he stood and put his cock through the hole. As I sucked him, he quickly grew to full hardness. I sucked on him for about 5 minutes. He was oozing delicious, sweet precum like crazy. Then he turned and put his ass up to the hole. He spread his ass and backed up. I began to lick and eat his hole. He was fuckin' LOVING IT! He was groaning, swearing (in Dutch, so I have no idea what he was saying. But, he was obviously enjoying it). Then he turned and fed me his cock again. I then stood, pulled off my pants and briefs. lubed my ass with some spit, turned and put my ass to the hole. He was game and as I backed up against the hole and took some drags of poppers, he pressed his cock against my hole. I spread my asscheeks and relaxed my hole as I felt him sliding up into me. He must have been turned on, because it didn't take him very long. Perhaps 3 minutes of fucking, before I heard him moaning loudly and slamming against the wall as he filled my ass with load #3. Once he had cum in me, I pulled up my pants and left the store. It had turned into a nice afternoon of cocksucking, ass eating and fucking.

Part 12 - Ink again Joe woke up on the couch and looked at the clock. “Shit! Only half an hour to shower and get to the tattoo shop” he mumbled to himself. He quickly looked in and made sure Kyle and Steven were okay, bringing each of them a fresh bottle of Gatorade as well as a damp cloth for their foreheads. He ran through the shower and got dressed as fast as he could, kissing Kyle before he ran out the door. Joe walked into the studio with a minute to spare and Thad looked up at him with a smile “I thought you might not make it. You doing okay?” “Yeah, I’m fine, but my roommates are pretty sick,” replied Joe and then added “Uh, how did you know?” “When you made the appointment you mentioned that you might be sick in a couple weeks. Speaking of which, do you know where you’re going to put it?” Thad asked. Confused, Joe asked “Put what?” “Your brother also paid for a biohazard tat for me to do after you earned it. It doesn’t sound like you’re ready for it, but you should start thinking where you want to put it. You can also do a scorpion or something like that. I like doing tats for other guys when they join the club. We gotta be proud and advertise.” “That sneaky bastard. He didn’t tell me, but cool. Yeah, I’ll try and think of something and where I want it” Joe said. "Okay, well, meanwhile have a seat and let's get this other one going,” Thad said as he sat down on his stool and laid out the drawing and began to work. After a short while, Thad said “You been taking a lot of hot loads since you were in last?” Joe looked at Thad, incredulous that he was having this kind of a conversation with a stranger. “I, uh, want to see if the ones I got from Mark do it, so I haven’t gotten anything since he went back to California. I’m not used to not getting laid, it’s driving me nuts. I even fucked our new roommate Friday I was so horny.” Laughing, Thad said “Nice. Was that the first time you fucked with your new PA?” “Yeah, it was. I couldn’t believe how good it felt. I didn’t last long and shot a big load into him” Joe said feeling more comfortable talking with Thad. “Cool, you fucked raw then. Just be careful, a PA heals quick, but you don’t want to stress it too much this soon. If it hurts, stop. Oh, and remember you can get pozzed when you top too. That's how my boyfriend got it,” Thad explained. “Yeah, I’ll be careful. I was able to start stroking myself after three days and it feels like its fully healed. Thanks for reminding me. I was just too horny yesterday. I keep wondering if I’m making the right decision so I know who gave it to me. Watching my boyfriend get bred by all these poz guys is making me jealous,” replied Joe. “Only you know the answer to that, but it you can have a strong bond to the guy that gives it to you. My boyfriend did me and I wouldn’t want it to be anyone else,” commented Thad as he moved Joe forward and started working on the shoulder blade. “Fuck, that’s hot. I suppose if Mark’s seed doesn’t do it I’ll have Kyle make sure,” Joe replied as the buzzing stopped and Thad blotted his arm and shoulder. “Next time we’re going to do your pec, which is tender skin, so be prepared. I’m going to put on some ointment like last time and gauze it up. You can probably take it off tonight or sleep with it on and take it off in the morning. When do you want to do your next appointment?” Thad asked. “Two weeks again? Hopefully I’ll have some good news by then,” Joe remarked with a chuckle. “Cool. Yeah, good luck. Just don’t get down if it doesn’t happen right away. It took Daryl three months of almost daily fucking before I converted, just before the end of my freshman year,” Thad replied. “Wow, three months? Yeah, I’ll be okay no matter what happens. Thanks, and I’ll see you in two weeks,” Joe said as he gingerly put his t-shirt back on and went outside. 'Fuck, I hope it doesn’t take that long', thought Joe as he got in the car. He sat there for a moment and picked up his phone and sent this message to Dennis: How u doin? Kyle and Steven sick” Then he sent this message to Mark: Saw Thad 4 next part of tat thx for bio tat 2. Steven now sick too. He drove home and went to check on Kyle and Steven. Kyle was sitting up with his phone catching up on his messages. He looked a little better but still not great. Steven got up and staggered to the bathroom and began to puke into the toilet. Joe’s phone buzzed with a new message from Dennis which read: I’m ok. was just with Tony & Derrick Mark was looking around online and came across an interesting ad: WM 29 5’9” 150lbs, smooth, jock bottom for anon fuck at my place, send stats - dick pics only Mark sent off a reply with a pic of his hard cock and his physical stats with no mention of HIV status but he did add he preferred bareback sex saying that condoms and his PA didn’t work well together. Soon he had a reply and a picture of a tight bubble but that looked pre-lubed. One more round of messages got him a anything u want, sir, followed by an address. Mark put on some clothing, slipped a lube packet and poppers in his pocket before heading over, told Kyle and Steven he'd be right back, and made the short drive to the bottom's house, parking the car about a block away and walking to the apartment building. He got buzzed in and went to the door which was ajar. He always enjoyed the adrenaline rush when he did an anonymous fuck with someone new. Pushing the door open, he went inside looking around and followed the instructions - left down the hallway, second door on the right. Walking in he found the guy on all fours on the bed, a blindfold covering his eyes and that beautiful ass winking at him. He tossed the lube and poppers on the bed, pulled his shirt off and dropped his pants, his cock straining to pop out of his jockstrap. He leaned in and planted his face between the guy’s taut ass cheeks and started eating his hole out, pushing his tongue into the winking hole and forcing some spit inside. Mark started to work his finger into the guy’s pussy, feeling the warmth and slickness. The guy had indeed pre-lubed his hole, but when Mark pulled his finger out and sniffed, the aroma was unfortunately that of lube, not cum. Taking a hit from the poppers, Mark moved closer and tapped his cock on the guy's hole, hearing a muffled "Fuck yeah, gimme that cock” from the guy. He slapped the guy's ass and pushed in, feeling the hungry hole suck his cock inside. Slowly he drove his cock all the way in until his pubes were against the guy's firm cheeks. The hole twitched around his cock a few times and Mark began to thrust in and out while the bottom worked his ass back and forth. The full length of his cock was pounding the guy and he heard the moans of a bitch in heat begging for him to fuck harder. Mark pulled his cock out and crouched behind the guy and slammed his cock in as hard as he could. The slut’s arms collapsed and he had his face on the bed. Mark held his shoulders down as he kept a constant rhythm of long, hard thrusts. He heard the slut repeatedly saying “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck” over and over into the bed until the guy grunted, his hole started spasming around Mark’s cock, effectively milking Mark's cock into shooting his own load deep into the guy's cunt, each spurt added to the toxic, cream-filled hole. When the shots ended, Mark pulled his cock out of the guy's hole and pushed his face back down, licking up the cum from his hole and feeling it slowly close around his tongue. Satisfied, he moved back and wiped his cock on a nearby towel and put his clothes back on. “Thanks, bud” was all he said as he walked out of the bedroom and apartment, back to his car.

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

After placing pillows and beach towels on the bed, I went back to the living room. Tom was standing in bewilderment dressed in everything but his track pants which Clyde successfully pushed down past his sneakers. He wore a white t-shirt, his white jock strap that framed his neg jock ass (tonight’s target) well. His beautiful hairy muscular thighs were fully on display for us above white crew socks and blue sneakers. He looked amazing that way. I imagined how he’d look crouching down to catch a grounder looking like that; or stretching his legs to tag out a runner as he approached third base. My daydream was broken when I heard Clyde tell Tom to get on the bed, “On all fours.” I watched Tom’s ass as he walked slowly to the bedroom. I thought about how that that butt was now carrying Clyde’s poz cum, and how my own raw cock was about to penetrate that sweet hole. He got onto the bed on hands and knees like Clyde demanded. Clyde tucked a couple of pillows under Tom’s waist and asked him if he’s ever been fucked barebacked before tonight. Tom shook his head, his sweat-drenched brown hair now covering his eyes. “No, sir. I… Back in Wisconsin, my baseball coach would fuck me for a year before I moved here. But we always used condoms. Same with Eric, my boyfriend, who I broke up with last week.” Clyde opened the poppers and held them under the kid’s nose. “Spread your legs for John. He is going to fuck you bareback now, and you’re going to let him.” “Aw! Fuck,” Tom whined. He was loaded up with the fresh cum of an old man whom he barely knows. He doesn’t know that the load up his ass is poz. He might suspect? I don’t know. Tom must feel like he is being used by us. He must feel like we are taking advantage of his youth and inexperience. His legs widened for me, and his butt cheeks parted while framed by that bright white jock strap; I could now see the reddened pucker and some of the sperm that had escaped it. With plenty of precum on the end of my cock, I rubbed the head of my dick around Tom’s hole to gather the excess cum that had gotten away. I mixed it with mine, and I pressed it all against his hole. “Aw!” he moaned each time I teased that I was going in. Press; let up. Press; let up. I knew the poppers were getting to him when he rested his forearms on the bed, causing his ass to be raised up on the pillows. “Do it, John. He’s ready,” Clyde signaled. Tom could hear, I’m sure. But at this point, he already had one load up his butt. I could tell, and Clyde could too, that Tom was surrendering his ass to us. I plunged my raw cock into the boy’s hole. With Clyde’s cum, my precum and the Crisco we used as lube, it was easy going. Not so much for Tom, though. Apparently, my cock was splitting him open more than Clyde’s did. Tom was yelling out and grunting against the pain. Clyde coached him to open up for me. “Relax. Let the man fuck your tight hole open, Tom.” Tom’s hole was tight, warm and wet. Just what a couple of pervy old men long for. He gripped my cock with his ass whenever I tried to pull out. He relaxed when I pushed up and in. So I began speeding up the fucking. I wanted nothing more than to ram my boner up that third baseman’s butt. Finally we had him on our bed, submitting to the exact thing that we both wanted. His hole never let up. It was like it was trying to milk the cum from my balls. “Awww,” Tom moaned as I battered his hole with my rod. Clyde shoved his cock back into Tom’s mouth. I felt like my virus was boiling up in my semen, wanting release into this young, warm, neg hole. I reached under the kid to feel his cock through the ribbed material of the jock pouch. He was rock hard and his jock was soaked, slimed with his precum. So I grabbed a fist full of the jock’s waist band and rode that sweet ass home. I spoke to Tom. “I’m going to do it, jock boy. I’m gonna flood your neg hole with my sperm you fucking… AAAh!” My cum blasted into the jock’s hole as it gripped my cock once again. “Hell yes, fuckin’ knock this boy up, John. He’s taking it.” Tom moaned a protest with his mouth around Clyde’s cock. Clyde just pushed the boy’s head back onto his cock. I unloaded second fresh blast of sperm into Tom’s warm hole, and then a third. Both Clyde and I continued fucking Tom at both ends. I watched Clyde’s face as he fucked Tom’s throat, as I knew he was building up another load. Clyde pulled out of the kid’s mouth and told me to step aside. He hurried over as I pulled out of the kid’s hole. Two seconds later Clyde was up inside Tom’s hole blasting another poz load in there. He rode the boy’s ass, not caring how rough he got. I heard the jock strap rip as Clyde rammed him. Tom grunted and tried to push Clyde off. About a minute later, when Clyde finished bucking, he slid out of the kid’s butt. Tom, with tears on his face, jumped off the bed and walked into the living room, grabbed his track pants, hurriedly put them back on, and darted out the front door. I looked at Clyde. He smiled. “Let’s open the champagne.” ------------------------------------------------- Later on that year, on one rainy night in December, Tom rang our doorbell. He was standing on our door step rain-soaked and drunk from his santa hat to his toes, asking if he could come in and warm up. After standing him by the fireplace, it only took us a minute to push his jeans down far enough to enable Clyde's raw cock to once again slide into that third baseman.

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My hot sexy POZ leather Daddy cried out in wicked pleasure and animalistic triumph as his huge full nuts contracted and began spewing their diseased and chemmed up cargo into the hole belonging to the sub btm pig boi whose own cries and moans of need and pleasure mixed with Daddy's. That hole that less than an hour ago had never had anything more than a toy, a tongue or fingers in it. That hole that was deliciously virgin and neg when the pig it belonged to walked through our door a couple of hours ago. That hole which now belonged to Daddy and the dark sensual seed it had just taken willingly (with some intense help from T!). That's the hole Daddy continued to fill up and defile with his generous dirty load as he continued to pant and growl, grinding his hips into the sweating parTyed up pig on the couch beneath him. As I watched and listened to the two men in front of me, both giving themselves over to the erotic physical pleasure they were receiving from and giving to each other, I stroked my own hard throbbing cock, slippery now with the copious amounts of precum which had oozed out of my piss slit as this performance played out before my eyes. Another neg hole conquered by Daddy, Tina and suppressed desires unleashed. Another notch among many in Daddy's growing list of neg holes transformed. Daddy's desires were dark and sweet and perfect! Trevor was the third turning that Daddy has included me in. I was ready to add my own toxic venom to the fresh one Daddy had just deposited into this naïve out-of-control pig's cunt, but I was enjoying this part of their fuck so much...I knew I could wait. Trevor wasn't going anywhere anytime soon. **More to cum soon, guys. Just needed this short chapter as a bridge to more hot sex and parTying!**

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Daddy leaned forward and slipped his thick tongue (so may things of Daddy's are soooooo thick!!) into the pig's open panting mouth! The tweaked up cumslut sucked Daddy's tongue in with a loud groan of lust. I watched them making out for a few moments while I watched Daddy's hips swiveling slightly, pressing his leaking bare POZ cock more firmly against the hungry bottom's wet ass lips. Daddy pulled back just far enough to give me room to place the pipe between his lips and light it for him. Trevor watched with hungry numb eyes as Daddy inhaled deeply, looking directly into the pig's eyes as he filled his lungs full. When he had all he could hold, he looked at me and nodded letting me know that it was time, then he leaned down and placing his lips on Trevors, proceeded to give him a huge shotgun. As this started, I leaned down to Trevor's ear and whispered loud enough for him and Daddy to hear, "It's time pig. Take Daddy's BIG "toy"! Enjoy it!" At that exact moment, I grabbed onto the boi's shoulders to hold him down as I watched Daddy's hips pull back a fraction, then move forward forcefully, pushing his raw, thick POZ cock into Trevor's virgin neg chemmed-up hole. The boy's eyes flew open wide even as he was taking the shotgun as he felt the hard fat Daddy dick penetrate his ass lips and begin entering where no dick had ever been. He tried to thrash but between my hands on his shoulders and Daddy laying on top of him, his efforts were useless. "That's what you wanted, isn't it boi?", I asked him. "Something BIG to fill you up completely? That's what our leather Daddy is giving you. Just what you begged for. Feel it open you up. Feel it fill your hole. Enjoy it, pig. Daddy is giving you pleasure...and so much more!" As I finished, Daddy pulled his lips from Trevor's and smiled darkly at the boi beneath him, being impaled on Daddy's lethal cock. Before Daddy ccould say anything, Trevor, blew out a huge cloud from the shotgun and yelled out, "Oh, fuck, Daddy! It's too big! Take it out! Please!! I don't think I can take it! Oh gawd, it's so big!!" Daddy stopped the movement of his hips and looked into the pig's black eyes. "You said you wanted something big, boi. Daddy wants to please you just like you want to please him. I'm giving you my big hard toy to fill up your hole, to stretch you wide and deep. Take it boi. Make your Daddy happy..and I promise you I'll give you things you never even imagined. Breathe deep and look into my eyes. Let your need take over. Me and my pig boy are here to please you as you please us." I slid the pipe back between his lips and lit it, delighting in the way he automatically began inhaling. "That's it, pig", Daddy said softly and seductively. "Suck that smoke in. Let it help you enjoy the first of many of Daddy's gifts. Give in to your needs." I pulled the pipe from Trevor's lips and watched him slowly blow out a thick white cloud. "Oh fuck, Daddy, it's so huge...and hard. I didn't think it would hurt so much...but...but....fuck it feels good too! I can feel my hole opening and wanting it. Oh yes, Daddy. Oh fuck yeah! Fuck that hard big toy into my ass! Fill me up!! Oh fuck yessssssssssssss!!" "You got it, pig!", Daddy croaked and slammed the remaining inches into the cumwhore's awakening hole!

"Get up on the couch, pig", Daddy ordered. "On your back, with your sweet boihole right up on the edge...yeah just like that." The hungry tweaked up sub pig was off the floor and in position on the couch before daddy had even finished instructing him. Damn was he eager! I knew that he meant he wanted Daddy's tongue back in his chemmed up hole when he said he wanted Daddy back in him, but he was going to get a lot more than just that fantastic wet tongue inside that pig cunt. Daddy wet the first 2 fingers on his hand, dipped them into the nearest bag of crystals then began circling those two coated fingers around the lips of the boy's greedy hole, who started moaning immediately and squirming on the couch. "Oohhh, Daddy! That feels so fucking good! Please Sir, slide your fingers back inside, give me more tina in my hole, eat me out with your fucking tongue!! Ooohhhhh!!" "Hold still boi, stop squirming", Daddy commanded in a soft but insistent voice. "Your hole is so hot you fucking little pig! And so hungry too, ain't it?" "OMG YES! SO hungry daddy!" "What's it hungry for boi? What does my little sub pig's hole needing?" "I don't care! Your fingers, your tongue...it doesn't matter. Please, Daddy! It feels so empty. Please fill it back up!" Daddy wet 3 fingers on his other hand, coated them with crystal and slid them just inside the wet puckering virgin hole. Trevor bucked up against the total of 5 fingers now just inside the ring of his boihole, eager to feel his young mancunt full. Daddy gave me a slight nod and looked at the almost-fully loaded pipe laying next to me. I understood what he wanted. I picked up the pipe and lighting the flame beneath it began heating up the sweet drug inside. Even with daddy's fingers in his needy hole the boi heard the flick of the lighter and turned his black dilated eyes to me, the hunger in them burning into my eyes. I smiled at him as I began rolling the bowl back and forth. "You want some more of this, pig?" I asked. "If you take some more nice big hits, I bet that will convince Daddy to give you what your pig pussy wants." "Yes, yes, Please! I need more smoke. I need Daddy taking care of my hole...Please!" He reached out his hand for the pipe as I gave it to him. "I'll take care of the fire, boi...all you have to do is suck. And I know you're good at that!" Trevor set his full beautiful young lips around the stem of the pipe and began inhaling the smoke swirling inside the bulb. "That's it, boi", Daddy encouraged softly and seductively. "Show Daddy how hungry you are. How much you want to please him by giving yourself to him and Tina. Damn you love that smoke doncha boi?!" Trevor mumbled around the pipe as he took a little more in and held it as I pulled the pipe away. "Now!" I commanded and he exhaled, sending out a dick-hardening huge white cloud of smoke that made me and daddy both moan. "Another one, pig!" Daddy said as I slipped the pipe back between his lips. "Suck on that pipe while Daddy takes care of your sweet perfect cherry hole." Trevor spread his legs wider at that as he continued sucking the glass cock. I watched as Daddy grabbed the 6 inch dildo off of the table, coating it with a good helping of Tina and teased the pig's convulsing hole with the head of it. The boi moaned around the pipe as Daddy whispered darkly, "Gonna give you something for that hungry hole boi. But this is just to get you ready for what you really want. You don't even know how much more you're going to want soon. Here it comes, pig. Enjoy!" And with that Daddy shoved the dildo into the hot tight hole of his sub pig bottom boi and the moans of pain and surprise echoed off the walls!

15 sweaty groaning-and-moaning-filled minutes later the chem-controlled sexy sub pig boy (whose name I learned was Trevor) was laying on top of me on the living room carpeted floor in a wet noisy 69 feast on each other's hard dripping dicks (gotta love that Viagra!) while equally piggish slurping sounds were being made by our hot leather daddy as he picked up where I had left off eating this sexy pig's parTyed up virgin ass! Trevor's muffled moans and lustfilled cries around my throbbing poz cock buried in his throat created vibrations through my shaft and down into my nuts and asshole as he couldn't keep from reacting to daddy's long thick and experienced tongue! Daddy ate ass like no one else I've ever known. His tongue made toes curl and jocks cry with the intense pleasure and erotic feelings. And of course the additional 2 shards of T daddy had added to this boi's greedy mancunt were helping immensely to push him closer to that point of begging to have his cherry popped..which would only be the beginning of this safe-sex bi stud's weekend journey to the dark sweet pleasures of raw bareback drug-filled poz sex...and his own pozzing! In my position I could watch up close as daddy's wet sexy tongue lapped and chewed at and penetrated Trevor's loosening pink hole. DAMN! That was such a fucking view and made me use my mouth tongue and throat on Trevor harder and more determined to work him to that edge...but not allowing him to cum yet. Daddy had already told me that the pig's NEED to cum would be the leverage he'd use if needed to get the boi to agree to take daddy's bare poz dick. Once he agreed to that Daddy would give him permission to cum....while he was getting his first ever ass-drilling from a bare raw chemmed up unmedicated POZ cock! Fucking hot to think about that happening soon! My thoughts were brought back to the current moment when I realized that daddy's face and tongue weren't in the pigs ass anymore at what was apparently the same moment the pig realized it too. Suddenly I felt the coolness of the air on my throbbing wet boner as Trevor pulled off my dick and turned his head back and asked Daddy to please not stop. "It feels so damn good having your tongue in me, Sir!" I cooled down the intensity that I'd been eating this boi's beautiful cock with, but kept my lips sucking around his oozing head wondering what daddy had in mind. Daddy chuckled his deep masculine way that I knew from experience meant he was ready to move things forward faster toward our immediate goal. "Yea pig boi?" I heard daddy say. "That hot sexy boihole likes having something in it, doesn't it? Is that sweet Tina cunt of yours hungry to have something inside it and making you feel better than you ever have?" "Oh fuck yea, Daddy Sir!" the tweaked out innocent pig boi answered without hesitation. What you and your boy have done with my ass tonight is fucking incredible! I need more! I need to feel you inside my hole Daddy! I'm so damn horny! Please! Please Daddy....can I feel you back in my hole again?!!" As I heard the pig say that it was all I could do not to cum right then. He had no idea what doors that pleading was about to open up to him, but once opened they wouldn't be shut again! Daddy'd make sure of that!

A few moments later Daddy and I both looked at each other over the cock pigs sweaty arching back, smiling evilly at each other as we realized the booty bump - and definitely not the last one this weekend - was hitting this virgin cock sucker. I had just slid 3 tina-coated fingers back into his tight burning and accepting hole and was thrusting the fingers as deep inside him as I could reach while turning and twisting them. No flinch this time when the burn came...just a hungry moan and an even hungrier push of his ass back to take my magic fingers deeper. "DAMN boy!" I heard Daddy say. "Yeah suck that cock! Fucking deepthroat that hard fat daddy dick and gag on it! You like that dick doncha? Like feeling it stretch and fill up your face hole doncha?" The pig mumbled loudly and eagerly around the fat poz cock impaling his throat as he pushed back more onto my fingers. "And you like what your pig bro's doing to your ass too, doncha cock pig? You can't get enough of how he's making your ass feel right?" Daddy pulled the sucking mouth abruptly off his cock and the pig cried out "I love it Daddy! I fucking love it! My ass has never felt so good! Please can I have more?!" Daddy grinned at the flying pig boi as he slid the pipe stem between his full wet lips and lit the flame. "Of course boi. You can have more all weekend long. Now inhale BIG while your bro keeps working your ass!" To Be Continued............

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