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My latest adventure.... I headed down to the sauna last week – the first time I had been there in months. The familiar excitement gripped me when I stripped off in the changing room (it was a “no towels” day), lubed up my arsehole and walked naked into the sauna which is on three floors. I climbed the staircase to the first floor, passing a variety of nude men of all shapes, sizes and age groups (though mostly older guys) and felt the Viagra kick in and my cock begin to fill out. Just off the corridor is a small dark room with a walk in wet room area for piss play, and an open area with a fuck bench in the middle. Several old trolls stood around wanking and waiting. I saw a figure standing in the piss area and stepped into it. He was tall and thin and was holding his limp cock tightly round the head. On a whim, I sat down on the cold, wet floor and looked up at him. He pointed his cock at my face, released the head and began to piss over my face. The stream got stronger and I opened my mouth to taste it and let it dribble and splash over my body until I was drenched. Another man stepped into the area, coming close and watching the other man piss on me. His cock grew hard and I took the opportunity to suck it as the man stopped pissing by squeezing his cock again. It was a beautiful cock – long and smooth with a slippery mushroom head. I got to my feet and bent forward, spreading my buttocks so he could see my hole was lubed and ready. Wordlessly, he got behind me and slid his cock up inside me. As he began to fuck me, I felt a warm trickle on my backside, then a stream as the other man pissed over me, the warm liquid splashing over the cock as it entered me. After a while, the automatic shower turned on to wash the floor, so he stood back, stepped out of the cubicle and pulled me over to the bench. Dripping with piss, I blushed with shame as the other men watched me being led over to the padded bench and forced face down onto the leather. He got behind me and I felt his cock slide up me again and his body lying on my back. Figures gathered round to get a better view. “Dirty little pig, aren’t you?” He growled in my ear and I could only groan in response as he fucked me. “Wallowing in all that piss,” He whispered. “Yeah. And we know what else pig’s want, don’t we? They want to get knocked up.” He slapped my bottom and thrust hard into my rectum. “That’s it. Open your little hole for me. Gonna give you some dirty cum to go with that dirty piss!” I gasped with pleasure and excitement, knowing what he was going to do, and welcoming the thought of taking his seed. “Ahhhh…yeah.. here it comes you pig!” With that he thrust hard into me and shivered in orgasm. I felt his cock throbbing in me and knew I was being filled with sperm. After a few minutes, he pushed off me and slapped my bottom. “Thanks, mate.” He laughed and left the room. I lay there gasping, drenched in piss, with his toxic sperm dripping from my hole. I’ve noticed there is always some troll eager to take advantage of me when I am vulnerable and exhausted after being fucked. Some old troll too ugly or too filthy to get his cock accepted by anyone. Sure enough, as I lay there gasping, I felt calloused hands on my hips and a thick, stubby cock probing my dripping hole. As it slid up me, I glanced back and saw a fat, pale body, and a sweaty face with matted mousy hair and a glimpse of what looked like bruises on his torso. But his cock felt so good I could only lie there gripping the bench as he fucked me. I felt fingers probing beneath his balls and a finger pushing into me next to his cock. “Fuck, he’s wet!” said a voice. The man in me didn’t last long. Puffing and panting, he shot his load, filling me with spunk and goodness knows what else. He pulled out and my gaping hole released a wad of sperm over my balls. “Who else wants to fuck him?” I rested my head on my arms and sighed, giving myself up to the pig in me as they lined up to breed my arse…

Here's part 2, guys. Hope you like it. My body was tingling all over from the drugs and I was so turned on by the four guys who were all there to breed my ass. My Dad had arranged it and now here I was feeling like I just wanted their cum loads, I needed them. Deep inside me. I didn’t care about anything else, except their hard cocks shoved inside me.

 Eric was the first to make a move. “Get up on the bed, faggot,” he said. I jumped up and got on the huge bed with my ass in the air. Eric shoved his hairy face up against my boy twat and started to eat my ass.

 I moaned in pleasure. Dean walked over and started to kiss me and then gave me another shotgun of T, like I needed to get any higher. He pulled away and said “we’re gonna get you fucked up, faggot, then rape you.” I just moaned. This guy knew exactly what I wanted.

Jose and Chris were making out with each other and passing shotguns back and forth.

Eric came up for air and I turned around to look at him. His beard was covered in cum that he had sucked out of my cumdump. Dean looked up and said “FUCK that’s hot.” He leaned over my back (not hard to do since I”m 5’5” tall) and licked the loads from my dad and the two Mall DILFs out of Eric’s beard. Then he leaned down to share them with me. He shoved his tongue in my mouth and I could taste the salty jizz that I love so much. We passed the loads back and forth until they were gone and then I felt Eric stand up.

Dean got up and Jose moved over on the bed to shove his fat, uncut 8” dick into my mouth. Eric pushed my head down onto Jose’s dick, and then my back down so my ass was higher in the air. 

 Then in one fell swoop, he plunged his cock (which was even bigger than Jose’s, maybe 9.5” also uncut) into my sloppy pussy.

I pulled up off Jose’s cock so I could moan loudly. 

“FUCK MEEEEEEEEEE. PLEASE BREED ME!”

All three of them laughed. Chris said “Fuck guys, I never though this guy would be both hot and such a dirty little faggot. Only 18 too. Must’ve had some early training.” He knew full well by whom.

I looked up at him and grinned, and then went back to sucking Jose’s fat cock without saying a word. Gotta have a secret or two and, besides, cocksuckers need to be dedicated to getting hard cocks ready to breed greedy cunts.

Eric had plunged his cock all the way inside my dumpster. He was almost as big as my Dad. 

“Guys, this kid……hey faggot, what’s your name kid? Besides whore, cocksucker and cumdump?"

I pulled my mouth off Jose’s cock long enough to say “Justin.”

Eric laughed and continued “well Justin here has a well used hole. My cock is pretty long and fat and it just slid right in with no resistance. Pretty sure he’s never said no to a cock in his whole life.”

“Nope,” I said, briefly pulling my mouth off Jose’s short, fat cock. It was so fat I could barely get my lips around it. I couldn’t wait to get it up my boy cunt. I hope they had all seen my profile that said “all loads up my fagdump. No load refused.” Behind me, Eric started to slide slowly in and out of my ass, making me moan with pleasure whenever his huge cock pulled all the way out and then plunged back inside me. Every time he pushed all the way inside me, my face was pushed all the way down Jose’s cock, and into my throat. Daddy always told me I was a great deep throater. Jose’s loud moans and muttering “filthy cocksucker,” seemed to agree.

I looked over and Dean had turned Chris around so we were side by side on the bed with our boy twats in the air. Chris was tall, and had a thin, muscular body with lots of body hair. His ass was big and round and begged to be bred.

“Come on Dean, give me another load. My hole is begging for it.”

Dean laughed and said “your hole is always begging for a load, dude.” 

Dean stood up and walked around behind Chris, and I could hear him slide his cock up Chris’ hole. As soon as he bottomed out, he pulled back and I could hear a squishing sound. Chris was clearly loaded up, too.

“Fuck man, I love your cock inside me,” Chris said. Those four guys who were here earlier really bred me good. Dean laughed and shoved his cock back in Chris’ hole which elicited more loud moaning.

“They sure did. Your cunt is really loose and sloppy. Just like I like it.”

Chris moaned and said “yeah, when one of them was pissing on me, he said they’d been partying for a while, but none of them had cum yet. I’m glad all four of them shot loads in my cunt. Two of them twice! Six loads enough to lube up your cock baby?”

 I looked over at Chris, who’s eyes were closed and his face contorted with the same feeling I had. I was serving my purpose. I was getting high and taking a strange man’s cock up my ass, and it felt great.

Chris opened his eyes and looked over at me, then he scooted over so we could make out while we were getting fucked.

He shoved his tongue in my mouth and we kissed passionately and he whispered “you have to let Dean fuck you. His cock is amazing.” 

“Eric’s feels fucking awesome,” I said, and Chris told me that Eric was his husband and they’d been breeding each other’s holes for 4 years. “Lucky you, you get that fat stick to breed you all the time!” He just smiled and laughed and then moaned as Dean bottomed out in his hole again.

 We both lay there moaning while getting our cunts pounded by two long, thick uncut cocks. I was in heaven since I also had Jose’s fat cock buried all the way inside my faggot throat. Just where Daddy wanted me to be. I wished he could be watching me get used like a whore.

Eric and Dean were making out while they were fucking us whores, and decided to switch. Chris and I both turned over and held our legs in the air while the boys spat on their cocks and slid them into the new cunt.

Chris was right, Dean’s cock was slightly fatter than Eric’s and was really splitting me open, assisted by my swirling brain which was incredibly high. Jose decided we were not high enough and pulled out the pipe and gave me a shotgun which I shared with Chris. We laid there with the two tops switching off (with Jose occasionally taking a dip in one cumdump or the other)for a while. We were both in cumdump heaven with our holes wide open, being raped full of big fat cocks. Dean, in particular, loved calling us both “whore,” “fag,” “rapehole,” and other nasty words. I loved it. It just made my cunt feel more appreciated. My normally fat, 8” uncut dick had turned into a cocklet, completely shriveled up and I couldn’t care less. My purpose was serving cocks with my hole. I was letting complete strangers shove their cocks up my ass and just for good measure, I had one shoved all the way down my throat.

We stayed like that for a while, with Dean and Eric trading off between Chris’ cunt and mine. Jose seemed to prefer having me suck his rock hard cock (I later learned he loved blow jobs more than fucking ass). Good thing, since the only thing I love more than a cock in my pussy is one shoved in my mouth. Dean was plowing my cunt and spinning out a long list of dirty words when he slowed down and said “you want my load whore? You dirty little faggot. You need my cum in your pussy?”

I pulled my mouth off Jose’s cock and moaned “yesssss…..please give me your load. I need your cum inside me."

Dean laughed, “Like you ever had a choice. Like I would waste this load of jizz anywhere but inside your filthy cumdump. Nasty little fag, whored out by your own Dad.”

With that, Dean sped up. I could feel the sweat dripping off his body onto my back, while he pounded my ass so hard I couldn’t keep Jose’s cock in my mouth. I couldn’t stop moaning, and begging. “Please, Dean, fucking give me your cum. Knock me up with your fucking babies. My pussy is made for cum. It needs cum.” Dean laughed again and said “I think that’s the only thing your cunt is for, taking loads."

With that he pounded me a few more times, and roared. “I’m FUCKING CUMMING, FAGGOT! TAKE MY LOAD YOU NASTY FUCKING WHORE.”

All I could do was keep moaning and saying “thank you, thank you, thank you…breed me! breed me! breed me!” Eric and Chris had stopped fucking with Eric’s fat cock shoved all the way inside his boyfriend’s cunt so they could watch Dean’s epic raping of my pussy.

Once Dean collapsed on my furry back, panting, with his fat cock still jammed up my gaping cunt. Eric started to speed up again, and this time it was Chris’ turn to start moaning and begging for a load. “Fuck, baby, I need your load. Knock me up. I gotta have your cum in my pussy. You know how much I love it…”

Eric laughed and said “fuck, I sure did marry a dirty little whore. You want my load baby? Tell me what you want, fag boy!”

“Yes, baby, I gotta have it. Give it to me, prove that I’m your dirty little cumdump property. Knock me up!” 

“Here it comes baby boy. Daddy’s gonna give you his jizz. You ready? BEG FOR IT WHORE!” “FUCK YEAH! BREED ME BABY! I gotta have your cum”

Then Eric slammed into Chris’ ass one last time and you could see his nuts throbbing and a huge load of jizz going into Chris’ greedy hole. 

Chris moaned and kept repeating “fuck, yeah, give me that load baby. Give your boy your load. I need it so bad.”

This time it was Eric’s turn to collapse. He rolled over on the huge bed and his cock slowly slid out of Chris’ cumdumpster with a SLURRRRP sound. His cunt was well used and he was a happy little whore with jizz slowly beginning to drip down his ass crack and onto his leg.

 Finally, Jose said “FUCK that was hot! You guys are all so fucking sexy! MY TURN! Then he shoved his cock back in my mouth and started fucking my face. He only took a few strokes before he unloaded a huge load of spunk inside me. I held his load in my mouth, and then leaned over and snowballed it to Chris. 

He moaned loudly and then passed it to Eric, who moaned as well and then sat up. Chris was still on his hands and knees when Eric leaned down and shoved his face in Chris’ gaping cunt. He pushed some of Jose’s load into Chris’ ass and then moved over, pushed Dean aside and gave me the rest of it in my cunt.

I moaned “FUCK YEAH! Thank you baby! Give me that jizz!”

We all collapsed, laughing, in a heap. Dean pulled out a pipe and said “which one of you dirty fags wants more?”

All four of us said “ME!” Dean took a huge hit off the pipe and shotgunned it to me. Then he said “let’s find some more pigs to rape these two cunts. What do you say?” I was passing the shotgun to Chris and both of us moaned at the prospect of more men coming over to use us like the dirty fags we are.

PART 8 　 What had I really done now? My ass was on fire from a beautiful pounding but then the guy tells me he has AIDS. I saw his fingernails and knew he had cut me up inside and the dumped his load in me. I was going to get HIV. What the hell, but my ass was still tingling and for some reason my cock was still hard as a rock. Why was I so turned on? Damn, I felt like I needed more now. Then someone walked into the clearing. I started to reach down to grab my clothes when he said, "Might as well leave them there," and as I looked up he was pulling his clothes off too. His cock was already hard and sticking straight out and I stood there mesmerized by it swinging as he approached me. He grabbed me and turned me around and pushed at my back to bend over. I offered no resistance and did it. Then I felt him just drive his cock deep into in one thrust and felt his balls hit my taint. Then he was thrusting in and out of me as hard as I had ever had it. He was literally trying to destroy my hole and I was loving every second of it. He didn't last long though, maybe about 5 minutes and then he was saying, "Here it comes. My nice hot POZ cum to fill your ass up good." I could feel his cock pulsing and refilling my ass with HIV cum. As he finished and was pulling out, I noticed that three more guys had showed up. They all had their cocks out and were jacking them, waiting their turn on my abused hole. I didn't even straighten up as the cock was pulled out of my ass and soon another one was deep in me. I could only wonder at how great it was feeling. I wanted more and more and soon had three more loads of cum up me. Each of them screaming as they were cumming, "Take my poz load you whore." 　 Noone else showed up so I got dressed and staggerd to my car. My ass was destroyed and was now starting to hurt some with all the pounding it had taken, but it was also throbbing with a need for more, soon.

I am a whore. I’ve always been a whore. I live for sucking cock and taking then raw up my ass. I live for cock and everything that comes out of cock. I was born for cock. I’ve been this way since I was a teenager. My dad caught me shoving things up my ass and decided he needed another hole to fuck besides Mom. I begged for his cock. Mom caught us fucking and freaked out. She divorced him so it was just the two of us. I didn’t care. I just wanted his cock as much as I could get it.
 
 I loved going to school with his loads inside me. I knew I was a hole. There was nothing I liked better than realizing his cum was dripping out of my hole midway through the morning. I didn’t care if anyone saw the wet spot on the ass of my pants. I wanted them to see it so they would know how much of a cum slut I was. Men realized that I was a cumdump at that point. A couple of times men smelled the cum on me and pulled me into stalls in bathrooms and bred another load into my cunt. In the mall, at school, in the park. But I didn’t care. I always wanted another load in my hole.I knew I could never say no to cock in my pussy. The only words I knew were “harder” and “breed me.” Dad loved it when I would come home with more cum in my hole than I’d left the house with.
 
 One day I came home from the mall with two extra loads in my pussy that weren’t there when I left (horny, fat dicked DILFs taking a break from their wives by breeding me in the bathroom) and Daddy showed me the profiles he had created on Scruff and Grindr for me. He told me that he was arranging for new men to use my pussy. I think he really got off on whoring out his own son, and I certainly wasn’t going to argue. More cock meant more cum in my cumdump. It just showed how much Daddy loved me and knew what I wanted. Daddy loaded the apps onto my phone so I could respond directly to the men who wanted to breed me.
 
 The handle was DaddysCumdumpWhore. He sure knew just how to describe me. 
 
 I was standing there naked in my room and saw his fat cock in his shorts. I leaned down and unbuttoned them and the cock that made me sprang and slapped me on the face. “You always want my cock in your pussy son?,” he leered at me, knowing I couldn’t say no. “First, better lick up the stranger cum that’s leaking out all over the floor. Don’t make a mess, you fucking whore.” I leaned down and, sure enough, drops of precious cum were leaking out of my ass. I licked them up off the tile, and immediately hopped on the bed and stuck my ass in the air. “Please Daddy?”
 
 Daddy leaned down and I could feel his beard on my cunt. He started licking my cummy hole and making me moan and push my ass back onto his sexy, bearded face. 
 
 “How many loads did you get at the mall, baby boy?” 
 
 “Just two daddy, one of them was really hairy, and had a really fat cock. I thought we were going to get caught, I was moaning so loud and begging him for his cum. Lucky that one bathroom where you fucked me the first time has a lock and only one toilet.”
 
 “I taught you well how to be a slut, son. Fuck baby, it tastes like he shot a two week load of sperm inside you.”
 
 Daddy leaned up and kissed me, giving me a nice thick load of sperm that, moments before had been inside my well bred cumdumpster. This was what I lived for. Daddy spit some of the cum out onto his hand and rubbed it over the head of his fat uncut dick and shoved it all the way inside me with one push. I moaned loudly and said “thank you Daddy! Fuck I love it when you ram it into me hard. Now breed me hard, use those strangers’ cum to lube up my cunt. I always need a hard fuck from you Daddy!”
 
 He was still ramming his dick up my ass when, 15 minutes later, the first guy responded to one of my online profiles,. Daddy stopped fucking me with his cock shoved all the way inside my cunt. I was in love with Daddy’s cock. He grabbed my phone off the bedside table and looked at it. “Fuck yeah, that will do.” He handed me the phone and there was a picture of a sexy boy my age, leering at the camera. He had a buzz cut, and a beard and his chest was really hairy for a 20 year old.
 
 I touched the button for the messages and read his:
 
 “Hey piggy, you look like you would be fun to breed. When can we get together so I can shove my cock up your ass?”
 
 Well. That was direct. Daddy read the message over my shoulder and laughed. “He doesn’t beat around the bush, does he son? Tell him you’re available in 15 minutes when your Dad finishes breeding your cunt.” He tossed the phone on the bed and started to ram my cunt really hard, heading for the finish line, while I begged him for his load. “Please cum in my pussy, Daddy! It needs your cum so badly. Fuck I love you Daddy! I need your load so much!!”
 
 “Fuck I love having such a whore for a son. Here you go piggy,” and with that he rammed his cock all the way inside me, hard, and I could feel his cock throbbing, squirting a huge load of the sperm that made me, up into my cunt.
 
 As soon as my Dad came in my ass, he collapsed on top of me and we spooned for a minute, but then he reminded me that I needed to respond to the hot hairy boy who wanted to breed me. I grabbed my phone and told the guy that my Dad has just freshly fucked a load into my ass and he could be next. All he had to do was send me his address.
 
 “Fuck dude! Your Dad fucked your hole? REALLY? SO fucking hot. Be here in 15 minutes!” He gave me his address. I shoved a buttplug up my ass, pulled on my jock and shorts, gave Daddy a kiss and jumped on my bike to head out.
 
 I got to the apartment building where Dean said he lived, locked up my bike and knocked on the door. The door opened and there he was. 20 years old, tall and lean and covered in body hair. He was wearing just a baseball cap and shorts and clearly no underwear. He grabbed my arm and pulled me inside. 
 
 “You party, pig? I’m already kinda high. Let’s get you spun and see what happens.”
 
 “I’ve never done that before. What’s it like?”
 
 “Oh baby, we’re gonna get you fucked UP. Hey boys, the pig hasn’t partied before!"
 
 As we walked into the living room, I could see that he was talking to three other guys, all in their early 20s. All of them were sitting watching porn, stroking New Whore Story.pdf

CHAPTER 1 My brother-in-law (Devon) is a dick plain and simple. I despise him for how he treats my sister; well, for that matter, how he treats everyone. His haughtiness is unbelievable. His sneering remarks are abundant to excess. But, he is whom my sister chose to marry. So bet it. Had he been my choice no doubt he would need dentures to eat; but, he isn’t and wasn’t my choice. One topic I will say in his favour: He was a stud of a man—a man’s man. Devon was packed in his clothes and wore them well. He stood 6 feet tall; weighed 160 pounds; worked out at a health club; had dark brown hair all over his arms, hands, legs, feet, and chest; had dark brown eyes; had a manly mound of a butt; and had an impressive bulge down his left thigh. His feet were big as were his hands. He had a super nice overall package, but a personality that ruined it all. When they announced my sister was pregnant, everyone was happy for her. It was obvious that he was only a sperm donor as far as my family was concerned. And, it was obvious. The pregnancy had its issues. My sister was ill all the time. That illness was what sent her to her physician immediately, thus, finding out very early about the pregnancy. My brother-in-law was going to have to go without sex for about eight months. Well, a good fuck buddy of mine called me up a couple of weeks later, and we made plans to go to our favourite adult book store. My buddy (Brad) had finally pozzed me about a year ago. He talked me into not going on meds. We spent all the time that we could at bath houses, sex parties, adult book stores, and cruising parks. Brad loved to watch me get fucked. He always added his load to my ass whenever we called it a night. We had arrived at ABS and had been there about 20 minutes when I looked up and saw my brother-in-law coming in the peeps section. I grabbed Brad and pulled him into a booth that had a glory hole. I quickly told him why I had dragged him in the booth and that I would have to stay there until Devon left. Just as I finished telling Brad, the door to the booth next to us opened and closed. We heard the lock engaged, tokens dropped, and the movies begin rolling through. Carefully, I peered through only to discover Devon. I thought I would have fun with Devon and began to finger the glory hole. I was quietly chuckling as I knew Devon didn’t know what my finger meant. Brad kept playfully slapping on me as he snickered. I was looking up at Brad when he stopped. His eyes widened and mouth gaped. He pointed toward the wall. I turned to see a hard cock hesitantly being pushed through the hole. I was stunned. I stared a few seconds before my senses returned. My mouth wrapped around Devon’s cut 9 thick inches as I swallowed down to the pubes. I went to work on my brother-in-law to see just what he had. Devon kept a steady in and out going. I could hear his balls hit the wall with a good “thud” on each in stroke. My jaws began to ache a bit but I held steady. As if Devon knew about my jaws, he began to pick up his pace. Very soon, he was fucking my mouth like a pro. Brad and I heard a deep rumble of a growl that grew until at last I felt Devon’s cock hit the back of my throat where it began to spew huge globs of his ball juice. The barrage lasted several minutes after which Devon slid his cock out of my mouth and stuffed it in his pants. Instead of leaving as I expected, a short time passed when a piece of paper appeared at the hole. I took it and stood up. Brad and I read the note. I was dumbstruck. Devon was offering me the opportunity to suck him again at his home. The bastard! He was going to have a man over to his house to suck him while my sister—his wife—was pregnant! No doubt he would have to get her out of the house long enough. The bastard! Brad grabbed the note and wrote a reply. Brad agreed for me but the meeting would take place at “my” apartment—I learned later meaning Brad’s apartment. Devon was to come alone on Friday night at 9:00 sharp. Devon agreed, and Brad provided his address and phone number to cancel if he needed to. After Devon left, Brad told me that Devon knew my apartment but did not know Brad’s. Devon would have me in Brad’s bed room in the dark and a hood on. Devon would never recognize me. Brad said we should see how long we could lure Devon astray. I looked at Brad in awe at his quick wittedness and began laughing. Friday arrived and everything went just as Brad had outlined. Brad explained that I had a fetish and liked to wear a hood. Brad also explained that he was a good friend of mine who was there for support. Devon was a bit leery but finally okay with that. I did a repeat of my role at the book store. Brad gave Devon an okay that he could stop by if he wanted my services again but to call first to be sure. After he left, Brad was sure Devon would become a regular. Indeed, he did, and at each meeting I never spoke a word. For almost two months, Devon stopped by 2 to 3 times a week to get his cock serviced by me. It was then that Brad wanted to up the ante. Then, when Devon arrived one night, Brad offered to rim Devon. Brad became somewhat arbitrary and told Devon that he could have his ass eaten or his visits would be over. Devon was very agitated demanding to know why the change. Brad explained he was a world class ass eater and liked practicing what he was so good at doing. Devon finally agreed but was pissed. Brad rimmed and ate Devon’s ass like a pro each visit for the next month and a half. It was obvious that Devon was enjoying his ass worked on with each visit. Moans were now being made as well as him stopping in mid-stroke to reach behind to pull his cheeks wider apart. Brad upped the game once more and began fingering Devon. More moans as well as his body shivering in erotic vibrations. Brad was pacing Devon’s downfall. By the fourth month of our little deception, Devon had grown to enjoy having his cock sucked at the same time as his ass being worked over. It was patently obvious that Devon was enjoying himself. Then, as Devon was dressing to leave, he stopped and asked if I would be willing to let him fuck me. Brad looked at me and told him that would be okay. I was very prepared the next time Devon showed up. I sucked his cock for several minutes edging him as Brad worked feverishly on Devon’s ass. It was clear that Devon was in a high state of arousal. Brad stood up and moved to our sides. He pulled me off Devon’s cock and had me to climb on the bed with my ass hanging over. All the while, Brad was slowly jacking Devon’s cock keeping him aroused. Brad also was telling Devon that fucking my ass was going to be like sliding into warm silk. Brad told Devon that he needed to concentrate on looking at my hole as it puckered and winked. He kept saying that was me showing how ready I was to be fucked. Brad had his mouth up to Devon’s ear and was whispering everything. Devon was hypnotized as Brad slowly and methodically moved Devon into position with his piss slit at my opening. Devon never mentioned needing a condom. I held my breath as Brad coaxed and urged Devon to move his cock closer to my hole. Brad gently pushed Devon closer until at last his piss slit touched my hole. Devon sighed deeply at the contact. Brad spoke faster about how warm the inside would feel once Devon slid his cock in my ass. Devon looked to be in a haze Brad told me later but finally grasped my legs and pushed gently then more firmly until the head of his cock popped inside my sphincter. I moaned in such erotic agony at watching the scene play out as well as feeling my brother-in-law entering my ass. Devon then shoved his bloated cock all the way inside my screaming ass and began to pound me. Brad stood by Devon and fed him words of encouragement telling him he was doing great and to fuck my ass harder. He talked about how hot my ass felt on his cock and how tight my ring was encircling his cock. More and more Brad kept up his salacious words of encouragement to Devon. I knew they were having an effect on Devon because by this time he was pounding my ass knocking me away from him. Brad told him to grab my legs and to pull me closer so that he, Devon, could fuck my ass harder and deeper. Devon did so, and by this time, he was drenched in sweat. His cock had swollen to an unbelievable size. Later I thought about that and realized that Devon was absolutely turned on to fucking another man. I would dwell on that thought many times. “AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” Devon screamed thrusting inside me as he unleashed a torrent of cum. I saw through my eye slits in the mask that his eyes were wildly open, and he began having trouble breathing. He pumped a huge amount of cum in me. After many minutes, his grip on me lessened. Slowly, his spent cock slid out of my ass. Devon was shaking. He backed away from me and sank down onto the floor where he heaved trying to get his breathing under control. Brad gently helped Devon back onto his feet. He did up his clothing and left with a promise to return. He wanted to fuck again.

Cheating feels so good. Having loads in your ass while your SO has no idea is so hot.

Part 10 The cool air of the patio felt wonderful as it cooled off my sweaty body as I rolled on the X and G. The men who knew Master well knew why I had two 5 dollar bills in my mouth, and they just smiled and laughed. Master replaced the money with a lit joint, and I inhaled the sweet, sweet smoke. After a few hits, Master took back the joint as one of the men grabbed me and started kissing me, grinding his hairy chest into me and grabbing my ass cheeks. He unzipped the back of my shorts and pawed my bare ass while he tongued my mouth. I moaned as I sucked on his tongue. Another man came behind me as started sucking and biting my neck as he reached around and pinched my nipples. I groaned and shook as the men pleasured my body, my cock digging painfully into its cage, bringing more pain and pleasure to my drugged up state. Soon I was passed to another man who pushed me against the brick wall, grinding my back into it while he raped my mouth with his tongue. He pushed the plug into my ass which made my dick leak fluid. For the next hour I was passed between various men so they could kiss me, fondle me, and get me hornier and hornier. I was quietly begging each man to fuck me as they set fire to my body with their mouths and hands. I didn't even see their faces as I melted into each of them. Eventually, I felt Master tug my leash as he pulled me away toward the door. He led me through the bar and out the front, with a small group of his friends following us. I already knew what was up as we all walked back to Masters apartment. Once inside, I stripped as expected, and obediently sat on the floor in my spot by the couch. Looking up, I saw Master and 7 other men. They were all older, some I recognized having tried to pick me up before, but I had thought they weren't good enough for me. Now, I was about to be their piggy cumdump, and I had no choice in the matter. And I didn't care. As they stripped my cock pushed painfully into its cage, and my pussy twitched around the plug. Most were hairy, several had bellies. One guy was like a gorilla, covered in dense, black hair, and one guy looked like Santa, long white hair and beard, with a thick grey pelt covering his torso and round belly. These two made me drool the most. I couldn't wait to feel their fur grind into my skin as they fucked me. And I didn't have to wait long. I was quickly grabbed and somebody pulled out the plug, and instantly a hard cock was shoved in its place. I moaned as the fucker buried himself balls deep in my cumhole. A cock was shoved in my mouth, and poppers under my nose. I went wild as I became the best slut I could be for Master. I begged the men to fuck me, use me, degrade me. And they did. They spit on my face, in my mouth, slapped me, and called me every degrading name in the book. I had big cocks forced down my throat as my head was held tight, nose buried in pubes. I choked and gagged for air as my cunt was pounded hard. I was passed around and around, always pleading to be fucked more, and thanking each man when he dumped his load in my worthless whorehole. When the gorilla man fucked me, I wrapped my arms and legs around him as he ground his body into mine, kissing me deep and hard, taking temporary ownership of my two cumholes. I howled in ecstasy when he bred me, my own cock leaking tons of fluid. My pussy leaked cum as he pulled out, my hole remaining open, needing more cock. I sat on Santa's cock as he laid on the floor. Another man came behind me and slid his cock into me next to Santa's. It slid right in my loose gash, and I writhed and moaned as the two cocks scissored in and out of me while Santa tortured my nipples, causing me to pant like a bitch in heat. They fucked me like that for a long time before they both shot their cum deep into my guts. I collapsed my sweaty body on the hairy pelt beneath me, rubbing my nipples into the wirey hair. The party continued late into the night, until nobody had any more cum to unload into me. Master went into the bedroom and came back with a huge dildo and a glass. I didn't even need to be told what to do as I pushed all the cum from inside me into the glass. Then Master unlocked my cage, releasing my cock wich instantly sprang to a painful erection. Handing me the dildo, he told me, "I want you to fuck yourself boy. And not easy. When I say go, ram it up your cunt as hard as you can. Show these men what a true whore you are. Ram your hole as hard as you can!" With that, Master handed me the fat, 12 inch long rubber cock, while someone shoved poppers under my nose. I was made to take hit after hit, until I was dizzy. "Go!" Commanded Master. Without thinking, or hesitation, I rammed the dildo straight into my ass, moaning loudly as I buried it to the balls. I grabbed the base and pounded my hole as the men cheered me on. Master grabbed my jaw and opened my mouth, pouring the glass of cum from my ass all over my tongue. "Keep your mouth open pig!" He ordered me. "Don't swallow. Let the men enjoy what a dirty bitch you are." Master then grabbed my cock and stroked it while I fucked myself. "Don't cum boy! Don't cum until I tell you too." But it was pointless. I was so fucking horny, not having cum in a week, I couldn't controll my orgasm. After a few strokes I rammed the dildo in as far as I could and ground it against my prostate as ropes of cum spurted from my cock, the first shot landing in my open mouth. I shook and yelled as I blew my nut, my balls aching from finally being released. Soon I was coated in a huge load that Master scooped up and added to the rest in my mouth. The party being over, the men left, and Master and I were alone in bed. His cock was rock hard, as he was the only man not to fuck me tonight. He pulled me onto his cock, and I sat down with a sigh. He then produced some nipple clamps with sharp teeth that dug into my flesh. I hissed as he tightened them, causing my pussy to squeeze his cock. "You failed me tonight slut. You came without permission. That will be a rather sever punishment tomorrow. You will learn that I, as your owner, control when you cum." I hung my head in shame as he said this. "Now, I want you to tell me what a dirty, depraved, pig you are while I jack your cock. You will cum again, but only when I say." I did as he said, telling him all the nasty things he wanted to hear, while he stroked me and pulled on the clamps. I went crazy as he edged me over and over. Finally, he said it. "Cum slut! Cum for your Master!" I shot another large load all over Masters chest as he milked my cock. My spasming ass triggered his own ejaculation as he filled my cumhole one last time for the night. After I licked his chest clean, we snuggled together and drifted off as I contemplated my punishment.

CHAPTER 4 “What did you stop for? Keep going! Don’t stop now,” came the begging cries from Devon. “Please, don’t stop fucking me! Fuck me. Come on, man, FUCK ME!” Brad turned and winked at me. He resumed fucking Devon driving into him as a drive shaft on a train turning the wheels as fast as possible. Devon continued to moan louder. Then, Devon raised up on his hands giving a deep guttural growl and began back slamming onto Brad’s cock. It was amazing to watch the two of them in tandem. Each had a determination but for a different cause. “FUUUUUUUCCCCCK!” Brad bellowed as he unleashed his more potent poisonous swimmers into Devon’s ass. Brad drove his cock deep into Devon’s ass holding it there until there was nothing left. Devon sank down onto the bed as Brad slowly withdrew his bloody and slime-covered cock from Devon’s wrecked ass. Brad sank down to the floor to steady himself. Devon slowly got off the bed. He looked around. He got his clothes together and got dressed. He walked slowly to the bedroom door and stopped. He stood there conflicted and his face averted. Finally he quietly asked, “Would . . . would it be okay if I came back tomorrow night?” Brad said, “Sure.” Devon left. For almost five months, Devon came back to Brad’s apartment two to three times a week to get fucked by both of us and sometimes to fuck me. Brad and I filled him as much as we could with our poison juices. On one special occasion, we each fucked two loads of our poison in Devon. He was becoming a veritable cum whore. Devon showed up one night a couple of months later and said he wasn’t feeling well and wasn’t sure he should be there. Brad insisted that he stay and began undressing Devon who offered no protest. We both fucked our loads in his ass. After Brad was finished, he told Devon he wanted to finger him for old time’s sake and Devon consented. Brad used his nails on Devon who winced and jerked but by this time never made a sound of protest. Brad showed me his bloody fingers. I sucked them clean. We sent Devon packing and celebrated by Brad fucking my brains out twice. Brad was as eager to pump his poison into me in celebration as I was eager to get a fresh load of his poison nectar. Three days later Devon called and told us that there was no way he could make it. He was much too sick. He said he had the flu but couldn’t understand how that could be. Brad told Devon to call back in ten minutes. Devon agreed. I called my parents and told them to call my sister. I knew if my sister told them Devon was ill they would get her out of the house and take her to stay with them. That was what happened. When Devon called back, he told us he was alone and sick. His wife had gone to stay with her parents while he was ill. Brad told Devon to give his address and we would come over to help him. He hesitated but finally relented. Devon answered the door. He looked terrible. I didn’t care what the neighbours thought if they saw me entering in a black leather hood and Devon never mentioned it. Inside, we went to the master bedroom where Devon fell back into bed. Brad wasted no time and stripped as did I. We both stripped Devon and got him on the bed. He kept protesting but he never really tried to stop us. And, for the next three days Brad and I kept fucking and filling Devon with our poisonous loads. On the third day, Brad and I told Devon that he was getting better and that we were leaving. Devon was a bit disappointed. He walked us to the door opening it courteously. Brad said his good-bye and walked out. I turned to look directly at Devon and removed my hood. Devon’s eyes popped out as he took a couple of steps backwards and gasped. “For all the evil vicious things you have ever done to my sister, you have now been re-paid in kind. You need to go see your doctor and have an HIV test run because I’m pretty sure you are now HIV positive. Brad and I have seen to that. And, when you ask my sister for a divorce, she gets everything, and I mean everything. If she doesn’t, your HIV status will be all over this town,” I quietly said. I smiled, did a little bow, turned, and walked out the door never looking back. Months after my nephew was born Devon asked for the divorce. My sister got everything. I kept my mouth closed. And, Brad and I would run into Devon at our favourite adult book store from time to time. There were no hard feelings now . . . on my part. I enjoyed watching my former brother-in-law turn his ass around for any man to fuck. From an arrogant prick, I’ve watched him become a repository for cum and from what I’ve seen and heard especially HIV cum.

Part 38 - Surprise visitor Ric got home on Friday after school and was in his room surfing for some porn, taking advantage of the empty house. He was horny but everyone that he had been fucking was busy after school. He’d rather fuck someone than masturbate, but he just couldn’t wait. He had been stroking for a long time, searching for videos of guys breeding cumsluts. He didn’t want to shoot his load quite yet, but his balls were starting to ache. He heard the doorbell ring. “Shit!” he yelled and tried to stuff his hard cock into his jeans before he went to the front door. He looked out and saw Zac standing on the front porch, his hair still wet from swim team practice. “Hey, what are you doing here?” said Ric after he opened the door. “We didn’t get to talk any more this week so I thought I’d come over after practice” replied Zac. “Come on in. You must really want to talk, you didn’t even dry your hair” Ric joked. Zac chuckled nervously and asked “Is anyone else here?”
 “Nah, mom and dad always get home late on Fridays” Ric explained. “Cool. I can’t stop thinking about what happened at the party last week. I was kind of hoping that Shane would have another one, but he said he’s too sore to fuck today” Zac said. “Yeah, he had a rough day yesterday” Ric said with a big laugh. Zac laughed with Ric and asked shyly “Can I have a rough day today?” Ric looked at Zac, not expecting him to ask to fuck that way. “Uh, I don’t think you’re up for what happened to him yesterday and I don’t know how I’d get a group together” Ric said. “Oh, it wasn’t just you?” Zac asked. “Not even close” replied Ric. “Yeah, I don’t know if I’d want a group of guys fucking me yet. But….” Zac said and then paused before finishing his sentence looking at his feet and quietly saying “But I do want you to fuck me and cum in me again.” “Zac, do you know what happens if you keep fucking raw and taking loads?” Ric asked as they walked towards Ric’s room. “Yeah, I do. I know what Marty and Shane are trying to do and I heard them whispering that you were helping them. You have already given me one poz load. I don’t know why it turned me on, but it did. You even tried not to do it and that made it even hotter. Now I want to see what its like knowing you are going to poz me” Zac said. Ric felt his cock twitch and he pushed Zac towards his bed. Zac loosened his jeans and let them drop, showing his tight, hairless butt perfectly framed by his jockstrap. Zac pulled his shirt over his head and looked back with a grin on his face as he bent over the bed. Ric dropped his jeans to the floor and stepped out of them, looking at Zac as his cock stuck straight out. Zac saw the new tattoo and gasped. “You like the new tattoo?” Ric asked and Zac nodded. Ric walked up behind Zac and rubbed his cock up and down the crack and pushed in between the firm mounds of ass until his cock was resting against the tight hole. He spread the cheeks with his hands looking down as precum dripped out on the hole. “There’s no going back after this, Zac. Once I fuck you now, I’ll keep breeding you until you’re as toxic as I am” Ric said. “Fuck me, Ric. I need you to knock me up” Zac begged. Ric moved over and pulled out a bottle of lube from under the pillow and slicked up his cock and Zac’s hole. Zac pushed back, forcing Ric’s finger in deeper. Zac was opening up easier than the week before and Ric could sense the desire in Zac. “This is going to hurt, Zac” Ric said as he pulled his finger out and lined his cock up with the winking neg hole. Ric started to shove in with a firm even strokes, stretching the hole much wider than his finger had. He could feel Zac tense up and try to scream as he pushed Zac’s head into the bed, muffling any sounds that he made. He shoved in the last few inches and felt Zac writhe in pain. Ric pulled back out slowly and saw some red spots on his cock and then started to thrust in and out of the quivering hole. Ric’s cock was leaking precum steadily into Zac’s cunt, coating the ravaged tunnel. Ric was merciless and kept driving his cock into the ever loosening hole. Once he started to hear Zac moan instead of whimper, he started to fuck harder and deeper. Zac would groan when Ric’s cock plowed into his inner ring, but he even started getting used to that feeling. “Breed me Ric” Zac pleaded hoping to get a huge load of poz cum deep inside his body. Zac had waited for this all week. The feeling of the raw dick inside him, slamming in and out, coating his insides with precum before finally getting filled with seed. He’d been scared to take this step, but fate had given him a taste and now he needed to experience it all. Ric was long stroking Zac and he could tell Zac was enjoying it. The condom fuck the week before hid the pleasure that Zac’s hole could give Ric. He wasn’t virgin tight, but his hole fit Ric’s cock snuggly and Zac would occasionally work his ass muscles to clamp down on the thick shaft. Ric’s cock was dripping precum continuously inside the swimmer’s cunt and Ric could hear and feel it helping his cock prepare for the next step. His thrusts got more deliberate each time and Zac’s groans encouraged him. Ric’s balls started to tighten and he could feel his cock get thicker. He jackhammered Zac’s pussy and then drove his cock in as far as he could before unleashing his virus filled semen into the unprotected boy. The grunts he made with each spurt were almost drowned out by the screams of pleasure coming from Zac. Both of them stayed there, breathing heavily for a few moments and Ric pulled his cock out of the swollen hole. Zac looked back with a grin, not sure what to do next. “Come over here and taste what’s in your ass trying to charge you up” Ric said. Zac climbed off the bed and got in front of Ric on his knees. He had sucked a lot of cock but never one that was covered in cum, blood and ass juice. He began licking at the semi-hard cock, tasting the coppery tasting cum. His ass was sore but it had been the most exhilarating fuck he had ever had. Once he had lapped up all of the cum, Zac looked up at Ric and Ric said “Now its your turn. I want your neg load in me.” Zac looked surprised but stood up and gave his cock a stroke. It was still hard from the first moment he had bent over the bed. He never leaked much precum so he took the tube of lube and covered his cock with it while Ric bent over the bed where he had been minutes ago. Zac didn’t consider himself a great top, he enjoyed sucking and getting fucked too much, but he was going to do his best. His cock was much shorter than Ric’s at 6 1/2 inches and wasn’t as thick, but it felt good sliding into Ric’s tight hole. He remembered Ethan fucking Ric the week before and wanted to make sure he fucked better than him. Zac grabbed Ric’s hips and pushed his hard cock into Ric and the two of them moaned together. This was the first time Zac had ever had his dick in a guy’s hole bare and it felt so much better that had to fight to not cum immediately. He rolled his hips, pushing his cock all the way in and out of Ric’s pussy. Each time he went in, Zac did it with more force. He was building up momentum until he was pounding away at Ric’s hole. He was concentrating hard on making it a good, long fuck and barely heard Ric cheering him on. Zac pulled his throbbing cock out of Ric and pushed his face between the hairy mounds of muscle. Zac fucked him with his tongue for a few minutes and then said “Get on your back. I want to see your face when I breed you.” 
Ric chuckled as he heard Zac get aggressive for the first time and climbed on the bed with his ass hanging off and pulled his legs back. Zac rammed his cock back into Ric’s unsuspecting hole and Ric yelled out “FUCK!” Zac hammered away at Ric’s hole, his eyes staring at Ric with a big grin on his face. He held on to Ric’s legs as he fucked and ground his cock into the hungry fuckhole. Ric started to milk Zac’s cock and Zac felt his balls tingle and tighten. He gave a few last slams of his cock and then flooded Ric’s ass with his neg seed. Rope after rope of cum shot out of his cock. Zac couldn’t remember ever shooting as much cum as he did then. Zac pulled his cock out and climbed on the bed next to Ric. The two made out for a few minutes, trading spit as their tongues explored each other. “Thank you Ric” Zac said, leaning back and laying on the bed. “If it hadn’t been for last week, I wouldn’t have known what I was missing and gotten over my fear. Anytime you want to fuck, just let me know.” — Steven was looking through CL to see if there was anyone interesting wanting a hookup. As he was about to give up he saw a post that intrigued him: Asian boy 4 sex - 24yo, love 2 suck. not too experienced. 5ft4, 120lbs, 5uc, must be discreet, like 2 find some1 to teach me abt gay sex, serious only The ad had a small body pic that could have been almost anyone with smooth, tan skin. Steven had never really hung out with the other Asian kids in school - there were only a few that weren’t family. When he got older he met some who were students at the university, but never any that were gay or even bi. He sent a message back through CL - “Hi, asian here too. I’m 22, vers, 5ft6, 125, gay and out, pretty experienced and into anything fun for 2 or more” with a headless body pic and cock pic. He waited and didn’t really expect anything back. A few hours later, though he got a response. “thx 4 ur reply. nice pics. love to suck you sometime. more if we click. u free tonite?” “I guess he’s horny” thought Steven. It was convenient since Steven had the night off and Ryan was working. He replied back “tonite ok. when? I have roommates, so prob can’t host.” The reply came quick “roommate too. he won’t be here until after 5. meet now?” “He’s really fuckin horny” thought Steven. He sent back “need to shower first. address?” They guy sent back a reply “ok” with the address. Steven ran through the shower and cleaned himself out, just in case. He wondered if the guy had only sucked other guys and wanted to go all the way. He slipped some lube, poppers and condoms in his jeans and headed over to the guy’s apartment. Steven was always nervous when he met a hookup. He hadn’t done it too often, but his luck had been pretty good and they had all been fun fucks. His cock was already half hard as he walked up to the door and knocked. He heard someone come running to the door and it opened. Steven’s jaw dropped and and he said “Sam?” Standing in front of him was his cousin Sam who immediately said “Oh fuck. Oh my god. Shit! Please don’t say anything.” Steven chuckled to himself and walked into the apartment and stood there in the middle of the room. He looked back at Sam and smiled. “Don’t worry, I won’t say a thing to anyone - family or not. I’m guessing you didn’t hear my dad threw me out of the house when he caught me fucking with another guy. I haven’t talked to anyone in the family since.” “What? Shit! No, I didn’t hear that. Your parents didn’t say anything about you the last time I saw them, but I’ve been staying away from the family too” Sam said. “I thought you had a girlfriend” Steven said. “Yeah, but we broke up a while ago. I was too interested in guys and we stopped having sex “ Sam replied. “Damn, I wish I had known. I always thought you were cute and you look even better now” Steven said as he looked over Sam standing in front of him in just a pair of tight trunks. His smooth, tan skin was interrupted by a thin treasure trail below his navel that disappeared into the shorts and light hair covered his legs. He had his hair tied up in a bun on his head and a small patch of hair on his chin. The trunks showed a nice bulge and a firm butt. Sam laughed and said “Same here. I fantasized a lot about getting you alone naked, but I tried to be straight and forget about that. I just couldn’t hide it any more.” “Mmmm, maybe we’ll have to make some of those fantasies come true then” Steven said with a sly grin. He moved closer to Sam and rubbed the back of his hand over his cousin’s chest, each knuckle rippling over his left nipple. Sam looked up at him smiling, but saying nothing. He was letting Steven do whatever he wanted. Sam may have been the older one, but it appeared Steven had more experience with men. Steven leaned in and began kissing Sam, the kiss getting more intense after Steven felt Sam pull him closer. Their tongues met and flicked across each other while their hands roamed over each other’s bodies. Steven pulled back and pulled his shirt over his head before resuming their kiss. He felt Sam unbutton his jeans and then unzipping them and letting them fall to the floor. Sam pulled away from Steven’s lips and started kissing down his body, from his neck down to his chest where he sucked on both nipples briefly before getting on his knees and staring at the bulge in Steven’s boxer briefs. Steven moved his hand to the back of Sam’s head and pushed it to his crotch. Sam opened his mouth and gnawed at the cock through the fabric. Steven’s cock was getting harder and harder and Sam reached up and pulled the shorts down and licked up the shaft of Steven’s cock. He wrapped his lips around Steven’s cock and then pulled back, tugging on the foreskin with his teeth. Steven moaned and Sam started to bob on his cock, sucking on it and taking it deeper each time. Steven wondered how many cocks Sam had sucked since he seemed to be really good. Steven put his hands on Sam’s head and started to fuck his face. He could feel his cock nudge into Sam’s throat. He shoved in hard and held Sam’s head and he could feel Sam massage his cock with his throat. When he felt Sam start to struggle, he pulled his cock out and smiled at his cousin before slapping his cock on Sam’s cheek. He was about to shove his cock back into Sam’s mouth when Sam said “Fuck me, Steven. Its been a couple months since I had a cock inside me.” “You sure?” asked Steven. “Oh yeah, just go easy. I haven’t been fucked much” replied Sam. With a grin signaling ‘yes’, Sam stood up and led Steven to his bedroom. Sam shed his underwear and climbed on the bed on his hands and knees. Steven had grabbed his clothes and while walking to the bedroom pulled out the condom, lube and poppers. He tossed the brown bottle to Sam and said “Sniff this” while he took the condom out and rolled it on his cock. He dripped some lube onto Sam’s hole and rubbed some on the condom. He fingered some lube into Sam’s tight hole, carefully opening him up. As Sam inhaled he could feel Sam relax and told him to take a hit a couple more times. He was able to get two fingers into Sam’s hole and began to twist them around. He could hear gasps and moans coming from Sam and encouraged him to take another hit. Steven stroked his cock a few times and then added more lube to the loosened ring and pulled his fingers out. Steven pressed his covered cock to Sam’s pucker and leaned in, feeling it start to stretch until his cock entered his cousin’s pussy. Once past the outer ring, he paused waiting for Sam to get used to having a cock inside him again. He could sense Sam’s discomfort and waited a little longer until Sam settled down. Finally, Sam uttered “Oh fuck that feels good” and Steven knew he was ready and started to push deeper inside. Once he was half way in, he began to rock back and forth, fucking his cousin like he had wanted to do so many times. He took longer strokes and heard Sam moan louder. He hated the feeling of the condom on his cock, but didn’t want to poz up his cousin. Even worse, his cock didn’t feel as hard as it usually was when he fucked a guy. He tried fucking harder, hoping the friction would stiffen it up but that didn’t work. He pulled his cock out and stroked it with his hand, hoping to get his shaft rigid again. “What’s wrong?” asked Sam. Steven panicked. What was he going to say? “Uh, just having a problem with the condom. I don’t usually use them with my boyfriend, so its feeling uncomfortable” Steven told Sam. “Then don’t use it. I always wanted to feel what a bare cock felt like in me” said Sam. Now it was getting complicated. Steven didn’t want to tell him he was poz and he was scrambling for an excuse to give. “I promised Ryan I wouldn’t fuck bare with anyone else” Steven finally said. “Please, Steven. I need your cock back inside me. Condom or no” Sam begged. Steven tried to push his partially hard cock back inside Sam, but it just felt bad. He fucked that way for a few minutes and pulled out again. Sam turned around and yanked the condom off Steven’s cock and sternly said “Fuck me bare.” With a few more drops of lube and a few strokes of his hand, his cock was rock hard again and he shoved back into Sam. “Oh my god!” yelled Sam as he felt the first bare cock inside him. Steven started to pull Sam back on his cock as he thrust forward and Sam got the hang of fucking himself on Steven’s cock. Steven built up the force of his thrusts and was pounding Sam’s ass. He pulled all the way out and rammed back in, getting a loud grunt from Sam. “Oh, yeah Steven. Fuck me harder!” yelled Sam and Steven responded. When he felt he was getting close, Steven pulled his cock out and pushed Sam over on to his back. Steven grabbed his legs and moved closer as he lined his cock up to the slowly closing hole. He drove his cock in as he stared at Sam’s face, seeing him in total bliss. He worked up the pace of his strokes, feeling his body slap into Sam’s. He leaned down and kissed Sam as his hips rolled and his toxic cock pumped into Sam’s neg cunt. Steven leaned back and started hammering away at Sam’s hole and Sam began to stroke his cock which had been hard the entire time Steven had been fucking him raw. Steven drove his cock in all the way and ground his hips on Sam’s ass and started fucking again. He did it a few more times and then with his cock buried as far inside as it would go, Sam started shooting his load all over his stomach and chest. The orgasm milked Steven’s cock enough to trigger his own orgasm and he began to flood Sam’s cunt with his charged up seed. The pulses of cum kept pumping into Sam’s unprotected gut and he yelled out “Oh fuck yeah! I can feel you breeding me! It feels so good!” Steven was horrified. He tried to stop the orgasm and his cock shooting his deadly cum inside his cousin. He tried to pull out, but found Sam’s legs holding him tight. When the volleys of infected semen stopped, Steven collapsed onto Sam’s chest. Sam kissed him and held him tight and Steven was unable to move. Steven’s cock stayed firm inside Sam’s pussy, holding the bug filled load deep inside. They laid there for a while until Steven could roll over on his side and his cock finally pulled out of Sam. “Dude, that was so fucking hot. I can’t believe I finally got fucked raw and filled with cum. I’m never using a condom again” Sam said. Steven was torn whether he should tell Sam about the poz load in his ass. Before he could say anything, Sam pulled him off the bed and toward the shower. They rinsed off and Sam tossed him a towel. Steven dried off and tossed the towel back to Sam and started walking back to the bedroom. “What’s on your ass, Steven?” Sam asked. Steven froze, remembering the biohazard brand he had on his right ass cheek. “Holy shit. Is that a biohazard symbol burned into your skin?” Sam asked “Uh yeah. I got it as part of an initiation to a group I’m in” Steven said meekly. “Ummm. Does that mean you’re HIV positive?” Sam asked. Steven nodded and said “That’s why I didn’t want to fuck you bare.” “Oh my god. I have that big load of cum inside me. Now I’m going to be poz too” Sam said. Steven was quickly putting his clothes on, not sure what to do or say. “You can go to the emergency room and get a treatment to prevent it from infecting you or you can wait and see if anything happens” he said after a minute of the two staring in shock at each other. “I’m sorry. I tried to pull out but you wrapped your legs around me” he added. Sam looked stunned and showed Steven to the door in a daze. As he left, Steven said “Call me if you need to talk. Go to the ER now or tomorrow. You’ll be ok.” Steven walked home and laid on his bed. If it had been almost anyone else he wouldn’t feel so guilty. He went to classes the next day and just wandered aimlessly around campus afterwards. When he got home Joe and Kyle asked him what was wrong and he said “Nothing.” He laid on his bed and thought that maybe he should go take Sam to the hospital himself. “Sam’s an adult. He can take care of himself” he thought. After laying there for more than an hour he was about to get up and get ready for work when his phone buzzed and he read the text message from Sam - “When can we do it again? I want more of your cum.”

Accidentally cut off a section of this. As we walked into the living room, I could see that he was talking to three other guys, all in their early 20s. All of them were sitting watching porn, stroking their hard cocks. One was short and stocky, a hot bear with a beard, the other two were more twink-ish medium height and lean builds. As soon as I reached the sofa where they were sitting, I shucked my tank top and shorts and turned around, pushed the butt plug out with a plop and loads started to ooze out of my well fucked hole.
 
 “Fuck boys,” Dean said, this pig is loaded up already. One of the loads is from his DAD! “How many other loads you have in there, fag?”
 
 “Two,” I said. “Both from randos who fucked me in the bathroom at the mall."
 
 “That’s so fucking hot, piggy,” the bearish guy said, “I”m Eddie,” he said, and then took a huge hit off the glass pipe he was holding in his hand. He held it in his lungs for a long time and then leaned over to kiss me and passed the hit to me. “That's a shotgun. You’re gonna love them.”
 
 “Come on guys, let’s get this faggot FUCKED UP.” They each walked up to me with a glass pipe and made me do a huge hit and then shotgun it back and forth with them. By the time I had met the other guys, Jose and Chris, my head was spinning and my cunt was feeling even more greedy, if that was possible. I had to have their cocks. My cunt was on FIRE.

Was staying in a hotel for a work trip and found a guy on grindr that was really close - turns out he worked at the hotel. His profile said he was straight and just looking for some boy pussy so I invited him to my room once his shift ended. I greeted him naked at the door and let him in. He is latino, pretty short (about 5'6) with an average build and average sized uncut cock. He told me he doesn't do this often and that I can't tell anyone - that's fine, I say, I just want his load. I lead him back to the bedroom where get gets naked. Unsure of whether or not he expects foreplay, I stand still for a moment before he tells me he just wants to fuck. That's fine, I say again, before bending over the bed and arching my back, ready and waiting for his cock. I have no lube and neither of us makes any mention of condoms, so he spits on his cock and then on my hole and begins to slide into me. It hurts at first - my ass is tight, but he tells me my hairy hole feels good and I can feel his cock get harder in my ass. He begins to pick up his pace, and compliments my boy pussy before telling me to lay sideways. After a few minutes of this he must've been getting close as he pushed me back on my stomach and begin pounding away at my ass mercilessly. I could only lay there and taking it, moaning quietly every time his cock stabbed at my prostate. Finally he grunted and heaved himself deep into my ass and I could feel his rod pulsing a warm load deep into my guts. He pulled out and cleaned up quickly before dressing and leaving. After he was gone I went and pushed his load out into the toilet. I wasn't too surprised to see some blood in the water as well.

It always started the same way. Some kid trawling Scruff after hitting the bars cause he didn't get lucky. Eric smiled when the kid sent him a woof -- another kid that was going get more than he was looking for. Eric's cock twitched at the idea of breeding this boy. He worked out hard and was in great shape; he had ink in all the right places but had the attitude to back it up. The kid's stats were pretty hot -- 6'2", 185 lbs and 23 years old-- too young to be completely filled out, but well on his way. After a few more details, the kid was on his way over. Eric's cock began to stiffen and push against his jeans, betraying his eagerness to share his seed with the boy. He went to the dungeon and put on his harness, perfectly framing the biohazard tattoo on his chest. He was ready to give this boy the fuck of his life. Perfectly on cue, there was a knock on the door upstairs and Eric went up to greet him. Opening the door, the boy was startled and stammered out a hello. Pulling him inside and slamming the door behind him, Eric easily overwhelmed the kid and nailed him to the wall. Forcing his tongue into the boy's mouth, he gave the boy a preview of what would be happening to his ass in a few minutes. The kid was enthusiastic and immediately moved his hands down Eric's jeans to feel his stiff cock. It was nine by seven, and a number 2 gauge PA. His cock was the perfect tool to share his gift, especially with inexperienced kids like this boy. In seconds, Eric's jeans were on the floor and the boy's face was buried his crotch, face smashed into the leaking red jock. Grabbing the kid under his arms, Eric heaved him to his feet and pushed him down the stairs to the dungeon. Pulling his head into his right arm and forcing the boy's mouth open again, Eric unzipped the kid's shorts and shoved them to the ground. The kid was wearing a jock like he was told and was about to be rewarded for it. Guiding the boy over to the leather covered St. Andrew's Cross leaned against the wall, he smiled as he pushed the boy against the cross and spread his legs. Tracing his tongue from the back of the boy's neck to the band of his jock, he could taste the salty sweat of excitement. As Eric moved his hand to spread the kid's checks, he felt the boy relax. He began tongue fucking the boy's ass, getting it ready for his leaking cock. Reaching down to his own jock, he pushed the pouch to the side, letting out his cock and balls. Slowly, he stood up, tracing the kid's spine with his tongue back up to his neck, and wrapped his right arm around the boy's neck in a choker hold. As the boy began to protest, Eric bit his neck firmly and the kid relaxed -- Eric's profile said he liked it rough. Using his free hand, he guided his dripping cock to just behind the boy's cunt and grinned. Without warning, he pushed his full 230 pounds of muscle down on the little bitch and impaled him with one stroke. As he felt his PA against the boy's hole, he instinctively tightened his arm around the boy's neck and forced his cock inside the kid. The boy tried to pull his ass off of Eric's cock, but the cross was in front and Eric's cock was behind. It was no use trying to get away. Eric was stronger than the boy by a long shot and his arm was like steel around the kid's neck. For just a second, he flashed back to his own youth when he was in the same position as this boy, about to be given a gift that would change his life forever. Amused by the boy's reaction, he began relentlessly pounding his cock into the boy's ass. Since that day ten years earlier, Eric had never worn a rubber. The kid would soon understand the gift he was about to receive and like Eric, would soon want nothing more than to share it. Pushing harder and deeper into the young stud's cunt, Eric's balls slapped the boy's ass with fury. The fire in his balls burned as the boy struggled. And then, the feeling started -- a gentle tingle deep in his balls began to stir. Smashing the boy's hips into the cross, the fire in his balls was quickly building pressure and urgency. The little cunt was about to feel the gift exploding from Eric's cock, flooding him from the inside and sharing the dark gift with him. Grinning with the thought of what was about to happen, he slammed his cock as deep into the kid as possible, and then it began. He screamed with pleasure as the boy's ass, wrecked from the viscous fucking, seemed to seize on his cock. As his balls pumped the dirty seed into the boy, he thrust harder and harder careful not to waste one drop of seed. The boy's ass tightened, drinking the dark gift that began burning his innocent cunt. As wave after wave of diseased seed flowed into the boy's guts, Eric felt him relax. He'd felt it before, a man getting his first taste of poison cum, suddenly realizes the gift. Eric's seed was doing its work, passing into the stud's veins, burning into his soul and converting him. Eric thanked his Lord for the boy impaled on his cock as he continued to shoot streams of burning seed into him. The boy was a man now, a brother; forever a servant, branded with the dark seed. Eric's work was done for the night. As the last drops of Eric's seed were greedily swallowed by the boy's ass, he leaned forward to his ear and whispered "Welcome, my brother." Unlike his entry into the boy, Eric began to slowly pull his cock out. Covered in dirty slime, he admired the look of his tool and the tight ass that was reluctantly letting his cock withdraw. As his head began to emerge, he noticed a few thick pieces of cum, slightly obscuring his 999 tattoo. The boy, weak from being used turned around and looked into Eric's eyes. Eric saw the fire of the seed in the boy's eyes. Guiding his new brother gently down to his knees, he allowed the boy to clean the remaining cum from his cock and worship.

Of course, it would be rude not to.

I started a new job in the same city where my cousin was based and he offered me one of his spare rooms, of course I knew all about my cousin and his wild sexual adventures he got up to. I had my doubts initially as I was a straight 19 year old pretty but gawky in some aspects 5'10" with a usual teens body and a pretty nice cock if I do say so myself, but the safety and security of living with someone I knew was the main draw for my reason to take him up on his offer and he was family so would look out for me. I moved in and settled down pretty quickly being busy at my new job and just meeting new friends at work and going to coffee bars to chill out after with them. One Friday afternoon I came home and Kev (my cousin) was busy unloading beer from his car he turned "Hey, you should know I have some fuck friends coming over tonight so you may want to keep in your room when they arrive as it is going to be a bit of an orgy and quite loud.", I asked if I could take a beer to my room and he said of course but don't tell anyone in the family so I agreed. I knew my cousin was HIV so guessed it was going to be a bareback free for all and having seen some of tricks previously they were quite on the rough edge of the spectrum when it came to partying. His fucks started to arrive after we had eaten and I was sat in the dining room with just boxers and t-shirt on, I grabbed the promised beer and tootled off to my room which was far enough away as my cousin was doing okay for himself and had a large suburban house. I drank the beer slowly and sipped on water as well to make sure I didn't get drunk the downside I needed to pee real bad so I plodded down the hallway on my way to the bathroom. I could smell the odour of pot being smoked so I figured this was going to be a hell of a party, I went in to the bathroom had a pee and then decided to pinch another beer without Kev knowing. Sneakily I dived in to the kitchen only to find two guys in there wearing only harnesses and cock rings, one was skinny and tall the other around my height and definitely worked out judging by his muscles, but my eye was drawn to what I thought was a nuclear radiation symbol tattooed above groin attached to which was a pretty large cock. "HEY pretty boy where you come from?" the muscled one asked me, I explained being Kev's cousin and liking girls not boys, they both laughed "Were no boys babe, were all man." I smiled took the beer and asked where Kev was "Oh, he's been snorting coke and high as a kite riding cocks in the office, he will be there for several hours." I laughed and made my exit. By this time I had to pee again so went in to the bathroom only to feel a presence behind me so I turned and there stood the muscle guy "You disappeared without a kiss goodbye, that was very rude of you." I looked astonished at him and again told him I was not a piece of meat for him. "So your straight, pretty and young and most definitely a virgin then?", I was getting uneasy with him being here as I knew I would not stand a chance against him if he tried to take me down, "Yes so what if I am it's not really your business, go back to the party please and leave me alone". He stood there and studied me "You know the difference between straight and gay is two beers don't you?" as he leaned over and picked out a toothbrush from the holder "Perfect tool to use on you" as he placed it in his harness he walked towards me as I started to back up looking for something to protect myself with so I grabbed the towel ready to whip at him. He kept moving towards me so I gave whip with the towel but grabbed it and yanked it forward pulling me with it as he did so he speedily wrapped it around my body pinning my arms and with that I wriggled and shouted at him to fuck off and leave me alone. He started dragging me out of the bathroom and in to one of the bedrooms closing the door behind and pushing me on the bed as he ripped my shorts off, I started wriggling again but the towel had my upper body immobilised I then felt the weight of him crushing down on top of me causing a loss of breath and layed there stunned under his full body weight. "Time to teach you to be nice and leave you with a present" as I felt his arm go around my neck and his face buried in to my neck kissing me and I began to freak out and freed one of arms just as he grabbed it. The realisation was coming to me that there was no escape and was about to be raped. His hips started to move in a swivelling motion as he positioned his cock directly in to my ass crack "I'm sorry I didn't mean to be rude" I said pleadingly "please don't do this", "just be quiet and be a good boy and I will only rape you once" was his reply. I felt his now hard cock rubbing against my hole as he lifted his hips up and positioned the head he slowly parted me I yelped and with one hard downward motion his cock penetrated me all the way my screams must have sounded like someone being tortured to death as I started thrashing around but his grip on my neck got tighter as he continuously raised his hips being them smashing down against my ass and his cock tearing it's way into my body. He took his cock out as I turned my tear streaked face towards him I saw him retrieve the toothbrush and felt a tickling sensation as the bristles moved pass my ass lips only to be replace with a steady but forceful brushing movement, I could feel it going deeper a and deeper until his finger slipped in still holding the toothbrush and the motion got more vigorous as he was twisting it around. My arse arched up to try and expel the toothbrush but it was no good, his hand was now holding my head down firmly as I finally felt the bristles against my ass lips. He laughed and put the toothbrush by my head so I could see the unmistakable sight of my blood coating each bristly glistening bright red. I didn't get time to think of anything before a searing pain ran through my body as he rammed his cock back in to the battered ass and he began a furious pounding as I let out scream after scream until I was hoarse and couldn't scream any more. I felt the sweat off his body rubbing against mine and the cock seemed to grow even thicker as once again grabbed me around the neck "Fuck baby this is so go dam good and here comes your gift for being a good boy" his hips thrusting harder as if he was trying to break my pelvis and he shouted "fuck oh yes" he grimaced as his body shuddered and his cocked locked in as he delivered his load, wave after wave of pulsing cock and warmth filling my ass. I lay sobbing like a baby as he kept his dick in side me grinding his hips to make sure he left with the one gift I would never forget. He pulled out wiped his dick on the duvet and let me there crying and coming to terms with what had just happened.

Part 2 - Bobby The Muscled Rapist As I stood up he layed there sobbing on the bed, I wiped my cock clean on the duvet moved around to his head and picked up the toothbrush and the left the bedroom for the bathroom where I cleaned the toothbrush and put it back. Still hearing his sobbing I headed back downstairs. Kev was still getting pounded by several guys so I went to the kitchen where Fred my skinny mate came over looked at me as I muttered the words "Job done." he smirked and went back to the party, my adrenaline was raging through the body at the thought I of just breeding a straight bitch and I knew I wasn't done with him yet. I got a cold glass of water to try and get my adrenaline under control as Kev stumbled in to the kitchen. "You look like the belle of the ball" I joked at him. "I am so fucked and high" he slurred back. Falling against the fridge laughing I asked him if we wanted water and he nodded, telling him to go back and I would bring it to him. I slipped to the front entrance found my jacket and the little pouch of special pills and picked one out and went back to the kitchen and draw a glass of iced water and slipped the pill in there it quickly absorbed leaving no noticeable trace. I took the glass through to Kev who was french kissing another guy and handed him the glass, he took the glass and swigged the drugged water down quickly and went back to his kissing. Knowing that the drug would start to work in about 15 minutes by which time he would be totally relaxed I moved out of the party crowd heading upstairs. I walked in to the bedroom to find him sitting on the edge of the bed his tear streaked face with red eyes he cowered as I walked in. "What's your name?" "Matt" he mumbled looking shakily at me "I'm Bobby, now we can do this the easy or hard way, which do you prefer?" "Please don't hurt me" "I am not going to hurt you if you co-operate. Which is your bedroom?" "Second door down" he replied beginning to compose himself. I moved to grab his arms as he flinched picking him up I carried him to his bedroom and closed the door behind us and put him on the bed. His young naked torso and arms wrapped around his legs in a protective ball aroused me and my cock grew hard again. "You belong to me now in more ways than you can imagine, where is your phone?" "Over there" he pointed to the dressing table "Unlock it for me" handing the phone to him "If I call or text you make sure you answer it as that way it will be easier for you, what happened is between us and no one else, do you understand me?", he nodded. I sat on the bed next to him his head hanging low so he didn't have to look me in the eye, he pulled back as I stroked his face and gradually his head lifted and he looked at me and as he did so I smiled at him and told him to lay on his stomach. As he did so I moved on top of him and slowly guided my throbbing cock to his hole. He let out a sob in to the sheets as I held his arms out and pushed my cock in to his arse, his body repelled so I dead weighted him covering his entire body he yelped in pain as I began fucking him slowly and gently this time. Every flinch and squirm his body made drove my arousal and I continued my relentless assault, after no time my hips locked against his asrse as my cock penetrated deep as breeding contractions sent the first pulsing wave of toxic seed in to his body as he jolted and moaned, the second pulsating river of seed shot planting deep in him and his arse pushed up taking me deeper as he calmed down I let my orgasm ride out. Resting on top of him I could tell he was sobbing but he no longer fought to escape, I released his arms and wrapped mine around his body and pulled him on to his side spooning closely and grinding my cock gently in his arse. I kissed his neck and held him tighter against me, after some time I pulled my cock out and released him, he layed there not moving as I got up off the bed and reminded him he belonged to me and no one else as I closed the bedroom door behind me. Downstairs the party was still going, I got dressed and left the house. A couple of days later I thought it was time to test Matt's resolve, so I dropped him a text telling him to meet me in 15 minutes at the corner of his street. I put the phone down and his response came quickly I read the word "No", I typed my reply "Be there or else I will get you when you least expect it and it won't be pleasurable.", sure enough the reply came "okay.". I got in my car and drove to the street corner and there he stood waiting for me, I pulled up and he got in and we drove off looking over at him. "I thought I had made it clear you belong to me, don't ever say no to me again." I told him. The rest of the drive to my house was quiet opening the front door he stepped in before me and as I shut the door I motioned to him to go upstairs. I followed behind and showed him the bedroom, without a word he walked in undressed and laid stomach down on the bed with his eyes closed. I undressed and sat on the side of the bed looking at him, it was a sorry sight to see this guy waiting for what he knew was coming next. "Get dressed and leave." I told him. He turned and had a puzzled look on his face. He got dressed and looked back at me I guess he was making sure I wasn't going to grab him, he left and I heard the front door close, I shook off the guilt and got my gym bag and went to work out for a few hours. Settling on a few days an tranquillity I caught up with Kev to gauge his reaction to me and everything seemed normal and he invited me over for dinner on Saturday telling me his cousin would be there as well, so I accepted the invitation albeit a little hesitantly. Arriving at the house Kev answered the door. "Just the two of us" I asked as Matt was nowhere in sight. "My cousin is upstairs he will be down in a bit." he replied. Everything seemed normal and we cracked open a bottle of wine, Kev went on to tell me about Matt and how he has been a little quiet over the last week so must be busy at work, I asked if he was gay and Kev told me that as far as he knew he was straight. Kev served up dinner, Matt came down the stairs and in to the dining room where he froze when he saw I was sitting at the table. "Bobby, this is my younger cousin Matt he lives with me whilst he gets settled in to his job and finds his own place.". "Hello Matt, how nice to meet you." I spoke politely. "Hello" was all he said. I could tell he was unnerved by me being there, rapist and victim across the table from each other. I kept glancing at him and realised how young and sexy he actually looked, a couple of times Matt caught me staring at him and as dinner finished he made his excuses and disappeared. "Your cousin seems really nice." I told Kev. "He kept looking at you during dinner." Kev responded. "Shame he isn't gay, I could totally go for him" Laughing jokily. The rest of the evening went well and Matt was nowhere to be seen as I left the house and went back home. The following morning I did my usual routine and went to work out at the gym and showered when I got home, I put on a pair of briefs and decided I would go on the hunt tonight and just then doorbell rang, throwing on a pair of jogging bottoms I went to open the door to be greeted by Matt standing there. "What do you want?" "Can I come in?" he asked nervously. I moved aside as he stepped in and closed the door then turned to face him. "Well your in, what do you want? I asked. "I thought you owned me." he muttered to me. "Why would you think that?" smiling as I replied. "You told me I belonged to you, I want to know what you mean." I moved towards him as he stepped back a little noticing he made full eye contact with me so I reached out and gently grabbed his arm pulling towards me, there was very little resistance as I moved my face close to his my lips touched his and his hand moved up my arm as I wrapped it around his beautiful young body our lips parted as I kissed him. I picked him up and walked upstairs to the bedroom undressed him and as we both stood naked together he looked me in the eye as he pulled me on top of him. I had no feeling of guilt this time as he was willing for me to own him, I lifted his legs up around my hips as I lubed my cock up with spit I gently teased it into his hole, slowly inch by inch I penetrated him as he moaned and tears started to form in the corner of his eyes as he tried to adjust to the pain of me invading his body. He reached around my neck and pulled me down to kiss him deeply as my cock continued on it's journey deep in to his body. All the time his hands clasped around my neck we kissed as I undulated my hips pushing my cock in and out with gentle loving movement. He moaned on every downward motion my pace quickening. "This is what you want and desire, me owning you making you my lover." I whispered in his ear. "Yes" he replied and kissed my neck. I started to thrust faster and deeper his arms tightened around my neck as a moan escaped my mouth I looked intently into his eyes a tear streaked down his face. Holding him closer as my balls started to tingle I thrusted forward and up to get deep in him, he let out a pain induced scream as my shaft contracted releasing my toxic seed in to him again in multiple waves of ecstasy and collapsing on him breathing and panting heavily we layed there wrapped around each other. I offered up a kiss and he responded opening his mouth slightly locking our lips together I made love to his mouth with my tongue. As I rolled off and lay beside him his arm reached over my chest and he cuddled up next to me, a ritual that was repeated constantly over the next few months. As we grew to know each other I mentioned that I had pozzed him deliberately the night of the party, he didn't move but told me he knew what I had done to him and how that night he wanted to die being violated and raped in such a manner. He leaned over and kissed me deeply as we made love again.

I love going to the baths, and I'm neg. I respect the chasing fantasy, but it's not what I want. I just want to enjoy sperm and not think of HIV at all. I'm on PrEP, so that's exactly what I get: Lots of sex, no condoms, no worries.

CHAPTER 3 Devon felt the deep hunger of needing sex and to shoot his cum load. His hormones were running rampant causing all kinds of wild ideas to flash through his mind. His brain then focused on how his ass felt when he was being rimmed and fingered. He could not get that idea out of his mind. He shuddered. “Well, no one is to know what happened. I mean no one. I’ll know who told if I ever hear anything about this, and I’ll deny it totally.” With those words, Brad was now ready to set in motion a new path for Devon. This would be the path that would be his undoing. This would be the path that would tear his world apart and shatter it into a trillion pieces. This would be the path where I got revenge for my sister’s ill treatment. I almost screamed with glee at what I knew was going to happen now. I owed Brad big time and would pay him whatever he wanted. Brad slowly rose up. “Okay. Let’s get you in a comfortable position. You kneel on the bed hanging your feet over the side. Bend forward all the way so that you lay on the bed. That’s it; tuck your hands under your face for comfort. Now, I’m going to put a lot of lube in your ass and around the outside so that it will be easier on you. It’s just lube. It makes things slide smoothly.” Brad told me to insert slowly my lubed fingers in Devon’s ass and open it a little. With some difficulty because of Devon’s tight ass, I did as instructed. Brad then began pouring lube inside Devon after which he had me to remove my fingers and used his own to spread the lube about. “Now, how does that feel? That’s even better isn’t it?” Brad asked. Devon moaned and agreed it felt even better than when he was being fingered earlier by Brad. Brad made sure to once again knock at Devon’s prostate. That elicited a couple of gasps each time. “Now, you’ve seen the cock on James (Brad had to name me something.). It’s small enough for you to take easily. I’ll monitor everything so that you can feel how super it feels. James’ cock is a mere 7 inches so he won’t go anywhere near as deep as your cock does,” Brad announced. “Besides, all we’re doing is letting you feel how a cock in an ass feels. Nothing more.” Devon shook his head in assent. I was heady with glee as I stepped up behind Devon. Brad guided my cut 6 ½ inches to Devon’s wrinkled and tightly closed virgin opening. Brad gave me the signal to go very slow which I did. There was a tremendous resistance and Devon began growling in pain. Just as I was sure this was not going to work, the head of my cock popped through Devon’s sphincter with a loud POP. Devon jerked his head upright and yelped. Brad hurried to Devon’s side consoling him and telling him it would be okay. Brad kept his arm around Devon to prevent him from actually pulling off my cock. It was also a subliminal signal to Devon that Brad was his friend and there to help him. The pain was just an initial shock and would pass. By the time Brad finished talking to Devon, the pain had begun to fade. Brad motioned for me to begin sliding inside Devon. Brad had me to slide slowly inside for a few seconds, stop, slide backwards, stop, then, repeat the process until at last I was fully inserted inside Devon. My balls were both rolling around with excitement. I was very close to cumming. Brad orchestrated the entire process until soon enough I was fucking Devon, and he was not protesting. My mind raged at the thought of when my balls would empty their contaminated content into this bastard’s ass. I knew what I wanted to do but held myself back to make sure that Devon did not panic. As I continued to fuck Devon, Brad now began to touch Devon with caresses. Brad’s hands were all over Devon: his ears, his cheeks, his back, his sides. I saw the touches that Brad did to Devon. They were such gentle caresses that he made which no doubt soothed Devon’s nerves. Brad moved closer to Devon and began talking to him telling him how great he was doing. He asked him how he was feeling and was there any pain now. He asked if a cock in his ass felt better than fingers and a tongue. Devon moaned his feeling of contentment. He agreed that, yes, a cock felt a lot better in his ass. Devon’s voice held a tremor in it as he spoke. Brad indicated for me to up my fucking. Devon moaned long and loud as I increased my tempo. Several minutes passed as I fucked Devon. I was now really about to shoot my cum load. Brad then asked Devon if he wanted to feel what it felt like when Devon had fucked me. “You do want to know what James feels don’t you? You are curious about that now that you know what it feels like having a cock in your ass. You know you want to feel James cumming in your ass don’t you? Don’t you, Devon? You want James to pump his cum load deep in your ass. Say it, Devon. Say it!” “Yes, I want to feel James pumping his cum load deep in my ass. Please, please, please, James pump your cum load in my ass!” Devon half shouted as he shook his head. I shoved my cock as far inside Devon as I could and blasted out everything that I had in me. I filled Devon with millions and millions of my poisonous wriggling half-babies. I yelled. Devon yelled and began to gasp for air as his head swung up off the bed once more as the last of my sperm drained into Devon’s ass. I was thinking of how this bastard had so mistreated my sister. I so wanted to poz him. Brad waited until I began slowly pulling out and began again on Devon. “You liked that didn’t you? In fact, you liked that a whole lot more than my tongue and fingers, didn’t you? You liked James fucking you and fucking you until he shot his cum inside you deep. You liked that a lot, didn’t you? You want MORE cum in your ass, don’t you? You want a LOT more cum in your ass. You want my cum in there, too, don’t you? Don’t you? Don’t you?” Over and over and over Brad went after Devon until at last Devon screamed, “YES. I WANT TO BE FUCKED BY YOU AND FILLED WITH YOUR CUM, TOO!” Brad wasted no time. He jumped up from the bed pushing me out of the way. He lined up his uncut 9 ½ inches at Devon’s hole, grabbed Devon’s hips, winked at me, and plunged full length into Devon’s ass. There was such a blood curdling howl that came from Devon. He tried to pull away but Brad knew what to do and kept his cock in Devon and Devon on the bed in front of Brad. Brad began fucking Devon immediately and soon the pain ebbed to nothing. Devon once more began rolling his head and moaning his contented feeling. Brad pounded Devon’s ass viciously. I do not recall ever seeing Brad this over the top. And, then, Brad stopped. He just stopped. He said nothing. He did nothing. Minutes passed. I had no clue what he was waiting for. And, then, Devon spoke up.

Spent last week at a hotel. one night before dinner i jumped on Grindr to see if anyone was looking. Saw a guy on 200 ft away. He was on the floor below me. no pics though. Profile said he was a thick dicked top and looking to get sucked or more. Pretty sure he was married or closeted. I hit him up and after a few messages he gave me his room number. He asked if i wanted to fuck and i said lets see what happens. i don't usually hook up without a pic or two but went for it anyway. his door was ajar when i got there. dark room but I could see him when i entered. he was tall with average looks and manly. I got busy and pulled out his cock. Wow, very thick. got on my knees and worked it and sucked him til he was very hard. then i pulled my sweats down. kneeled up on the bed and presented my ass to him. i saw condoms on the night stand but he didn't offer them to me. instead he grabbed my hips and just started rubbing his stiff cock on my hole. poking it. i brought lube and poppers so i quickly reached under and back and slicked up his cock from behind and pushed my ass back on his dick. he slowly pushed in to let me adjust to his thick cock. took a hit of poppers, arched my back good and he slid all the way in to his balls. i held him there until i was ready and then he started to fuck my hole good. Heaven. Love thick dicked men. about 5 to 8 minutes later he said he was going to cum and i told him to just cum in my ass. Beautiful throbbing dick as he blew his load in my ass. I asked him not to pull out and keep his still hard cock in me for a couple more minutes. then he pulled out. i pulled up my sweats and thanked him, kissed him and left. So hot. Went to dinner with his cum in my hole.

Two loads last night. Was feeling crazy horny so posted a BBRT ad for anon pump and dump loads before my bf (who doesn’t know what kind of cum slut I am) got home. First guy was a kid that I had forgotten about. We had fucked a few months ago. He came by and found me ass up. He wanted to lube my ass up while I huffed poppers deep, and slid his cock in eventually. Not terribly thick but he held me down and fucked pretty hard. Lasted a while too. Was kind of hot hearing a younger guy in me progressively losing control as he got closer to shooting his load. Turned into a nasty talking top breeder too. Decently hot fuck and nice thick load deep. As he left a semi regular fuck buddy messaged and said he wanted to breed but my bf was already on the way home. Plus my buddy’s bf was home. So he made up an excuse to head out and I raced over to meet him at the video store. He bent me over and started fucking me hard. I was moaning loud. He didn’t last super long but was nice and verbal, calling us both cheating sluts and commenting on how great my cummy ass felt. Finally he grabbed me the shoulders and pile drove me until he nutted. And we both split right away to head home. My BF got home, we had dinner, and went to bed... him having no idea that an hour prior I was offering my ass up to all takers, and that two big raw loads were soaking into my slutty hole.

When you got that good home-schooled boy hole, everyday is Father's Day.

The five of us walked back towards the cabin with grandad, we were greeted on the porch by Mathew one of my cousins, who instructed us that we would be bound and hoodwinked for the ceremony. He then preceded with Grandads assistance to blindfold each of us then bind our hands behind our backs. Matthew then instructed us that we would be led inside by our guides, I could sense the presence of more men surrounding us as hands were place on our shoulders guiding us inside. Although blindfolded I could tell when we entered the cabin by the dimming of the light that filtered through the blindfolds edges, and the slight change in temperature as we entered the room we were guided to what I guessed was the center of the room and once again heard Mathews voice “Welcome my young Plebs, Today marks your acceptance into manhood and into the Clan, today you will be asked to talk a solemn vow to maintain the secrets of the Clan, to join in the brotherhood of Madison’s, are you willing to make that commitment?” “I am” the five of us chanted back “It is Important that you are doing this of you own free will and accord, that no one has coerced you into accepting this membership and that you do this freely and without reservation or purpose of evasion, do you swear that this is of your own free will?” “I do” “Do you Promise to keep and maintain to the Code of conduct as prescribed by the Clan” “I Do” “Do you Promise to keep secret any and all Ritual and only perform such rituals upon those of the clan or of proper age outside the clan, maintaining the purity of such rituals” “I do” “Do you promise that should you perform said rituals outside the clan that the uninitiated will not know that is art of the clan’s ritual?” “I do” “Thus as you have all indicated your allegiance to the Clan you will now be presented for Initiation to consummate your dedication and willingness to be a member of the Brotherhood” We were then taken of one by one and led away from the center, I was placed next to what felt like a leather strap and caused to lay backward till I was now suspended in the air on what I could only describe as a leather mat suspender by leather straps, the squeaking of springs also was heard as each of us was placed in the devises. My legs were raised up and placed in stirrups my wrist bound behind me were freed then my tee shirt was removed and my wrist brought forward and secured to the straps above my head, I could hear rustling beside my head and could smell my sweaty tee hung on the strap above my right wrist, I also smelled a sweaty jock on either side of my head, no doubt stuffed with someone’s hot cock, the one to my right smelled like Bud’s Something cool and moist was applied to my asshole and someone began rubbing and fingering into my boi cunt “Are the Candidates Prepared?” “Yes Plebe Master” “Begin the consummation” I felt a cock head placed at my lubed up opening, then press inwards, whomever it was, was patient as he allowed for my sphincter to adjust and stretch, but soon enough I had the head and portion if the shaft buried in my hole, one of the jocks at my head mover forward and leaned in to place something under my nostril then held the opposite one closed as he whispered “breathe deeply”. I took in a deep breath of whatever chemical had been placed under my nose and my head got fuzzy and then a warm rush came over me my body relaxed and the cock in my hole thrust forward impaling me on one of my elders thick man meat, it felt good to be stuffed and then he began to work his tool in and out, the two jocks moved in closer and freed their weapons which now dangled in my face dripping precum on my mouth and nose I reached out with my tongue and lapped at the drooling penises before me. I turned my head to the right and the jock slid his cock between my lips, I sucked him in till he was into my throat, working my throat muscles on his tool. I don’t know who is fucking me but I can hear the moans around the room from my fellow initiates, indicating that their fuckers are doing the same to their innards and pleasuring them as well, my fucker soon slammed home and began unleashing his cum into my bowel, he pumped a couple more times then pulled out to be replaced by another, he walked around to my left and the jock I was sucking pulled back and I was soon fed the remnants of my initial fucking, the ass juices and cum still fresh on the cock, to be replace by one of the jocks once more Cock after cock entered my boycunt pounded me then shoot its dick snot into my bowels, to be followed by my cleaning it off, the jocks on either side of me keeping my mouth full in-between cleaning, those I suspected that they rotated out the jocks as it seemed like a new cock was presented every other fucking of my ass. Finally a plug was shoved into my gaping opening and the cocks removed from my mouth “The consummation is at a close, may the bond be everlasting, and may the clan live on” It was the voice of my Great Grand dad, I was made to sit then stand, the plug preventing the cum from leaking from my bum, my tee shirt was placed over my head and I was once again in a tee and jock, my pouch soaked with precum, our blindfolds were removed and as our eyes adjusted to the light, we saw our male relatives gathered around us in just cocks, many with their spent cocks hanging out the side. My dad and brothers hugged me as we made it towards the center of the room for me to once again join my fellow initiates, we hugged and kissed as we joined together our immediate families surrounding us and our male brethren slowly tightening up the circle so t was soon a mass of flesh grinding on one another

“Wakey, wakey little bro” I said slapping my semi-conscious brother across his face. He blinked slowly as his eyes began to open fully, staring up at my grinning face before realising he couldn’t move properly, swivelling to his left then right and seeing that he was naked and that his legs and arms were outstretched with his ankles tied to his wrists and in turn fastened somewhere off the sides of the bed he was lying on. He couldn’t say anything because he was wearing a ball gag and the full realisation of his predicament was sinking in. He was totally naked and his smooth ass and cunt hole were totally exposed. He tried to say something into the ball gag and I laughed, “What’s that little bro?” I asked, “You say you’re looking forward to this afternoon, that’s good little bro” I replied, talking over his struggling and clearly angry tirade. I slapped his face hard again and he immediately stopped, looking up with tears welling in his eyes. “That’s better you little cunt” I said looking down at him sternly, “You need to learn some respect” He also noticed now that I too was naked, standing before him with my fat cock dangling limply between my legs. “I guess you’re wondering why I’ve got you tied naked to my bed, hey little bro?” I asked him. He stared up at me and said nothing, “Well it’s a bit of story really and begins with me finding out that you’ve been secretly filming me in my room for the last year.” I watched my brother’s reaction and it was of a guy with sudden dawning realisation that he’d been caught doing wrong and was probably going to have to pay for it. Of course, he didn’t yet know how. “So imagine my surprise when one of my buds rings me up to tell me he’s seen a video clip on a porn site of a guy getting his cunt fucked, who looked a lot like me”, I continued on, “It turns out there wasn’t just one clip either, but a few, all with a title saying ‘My bro getting pozzed’”, I stopped for more reaction but my brother knew he was in trouble now and just stared up at me looking scared. “Well I decided to check out my room and guess what I found”, holding up a small black cube, “A fucking camera, actually, three fucking cameras.” “Well little bro, I thought two could play at this and I set a couple up in your room, only one of mine was pointed at your computer so I could see what your password was” I said grinning, “IFUCKBOYS; that was quite interesting. I didn’t know you were gay as well little bro but then I saw you and your hot friend making out while you both watched me getting cock”. My brother was listening intently but he couldn’t do anything except stare up, still with tears in his eyes. “So you like seeing your big bro getting dick, that right, you little shit?” I asked, slapping him again. “You know, I should really thank you” I said stepping back and sitting on the end of the bed next to him, “I did actually want some record of my conversion and you filmed it for me. I don’t think you knew at the time, but I had four toxic guys come and use me a few months ago and you captured the whole thing. How they all took turns raping my cunt and loading me with HIV poz cum. You filmed my conversion.” I said, placing a hand on his smooth six pack stomach. “Remember when I got ill a month ago and was sick for a week. Mum thought I had the flu, which I did, but it was fuck flu, and now I’m poz and I’m very toxic right now too” I said grinning down at him and stroking his naked skin. “So little bro, I’m gonna help you out” I started, “I’ve invited the same four poz guys back round and we’re going to rape your neg cunt all night. We’re going to convert you too, because you want it don’t you little bro?” I finished, staring into his eyes and gripping his cock. He began to shake and I could see terror in his eyes but his dick was swelling in my hand and I knew somewhere in his head he was turned on, “You like that don’t you” I said squeezing his cock. I turned to the door and called, “Hey guys”. My brother looked up at the door as it opened and in walked four familiar and totally naked guys, sporting a variety of builds and semi-hard cocks from large to lethal looking. “Little bro, let me introduce you to Aleksy, Joe, Ethan and Rob” I said. The four guys were a bit of a mix of build but all were athletic to muscular, with Rob, the most standout of them all; black, muscular, tattooed and clearly massive in the cock department. Even limp it was lethal looking. Ethan was perhaps slightly more emaciated than athletic looking, and had some bruising to his skin, which was because he had Aids. I knelt up on the bed with my cock slowly rising and each guy stepped up for a kiss and a cock fondle, which I made sure my sibling could see clearly. “Well boys, this is Matthew my little bro and the shit who needs to be taught a lesson.” I said with an evil grin. Matt looked at me and continued to shake a little before realising each guy behind me was also looking down at him with a look of utter lust and desire to rape him. “Now I reckon you boys should do to him what you did to me and in the order we discussed.” I said winking at them, before stepping up off the bed and reaching for a video camera. “And don’t worry bro, I’m going to film the whole thing so I can sell you’re rape and conversion to a porn site.” With that, Aleksy, the first of the four studs moved forward to the bed and climbed on, his fat dick dangling semi erect. Aleksy was Polish with a nice muscular body and short dark hair. I’d met him online and we’d fucked plenty. He was totally top but could be a dirty shit, which I loved very much. He didn’t waste any time in grabbing my bros now erect dick and squeezing it hard so we could hear an intake of air through the ball gag, before leaning down and rimming out Matt’s unprotected ass hole. I was capturing the action by the side of my brother and would focus on his expression, which right now and considering his predicament, was one of pleasure, as Aleksy kept forcing his tongue into my bros cunt, squeezing and wanking his cock. It wasn’t long before my bro received his first cock of the day as Akeksy forced his now eight inch fat dick roughly into Matt who was clearly in some discomfort not having time to adjust. Very soon Aleksy was fucking my bro hard and deep while the other guys stood round wanking their dicks. I got plenty of close ups of cock in cunt and of Matt’s face as he had clearly begun to enjoy this, possibly forgetting the deadly load he was about to receive. For the next twenty odd minutes my bro was relentlessly fucked with Aleksy occasionally gripping his neck, squeezing and then spitting in his face. The look on my sibling’s face was exquisite because he couldn’t prevent any of it. Finally, I knew Aleksy was close and got the camera right in as he slowed and began groaning loudly before pumping the first toxic load into my brother’s negative cunt. I also noticed Matt was suddenly back to reality and realising what was happening as his eyes went from a look of pleasure to terror. He clearly liked the fucking but wasn’t yet happy about the toxic ending. As Aleksy pulled out, I zoomed in on my bros ravaged cunt hole which was now seeping cum. “Joe, get in there and lick that out for me” I instructed as the next stud, a six foot four inch, athletically built and shaved headed guy was on the bed and kneeling at my bros exposed hole in an instant, licking out the dripping cum. I wanked my own cock as I filmed it, “Let me taste Joe” I said as he turned to me, grinning, with cum on his lips and face. We kissed quickly and he pushed the felched splooge into my mouth. I swallowed it all as Joe spat some on his nice fat seven inch cock and lined up to fuck Matt. Joe raped my bro for a good half an hour and clearly my brother was now beginning to come to terms with his predicament because he was clearly now enjoying being fucked. When Joe eventually let out a loud and lengthy groan, I knew he was dumping a huge load. Joe was a heavy cummer and sure enough as I zoomed in again, the cum practically squirted out my brother’s cunt hole, now nicely stretched and red raw. It was Ethan’s turn next, the emaciated Aid’s riddled breeder. My bro eyed him with clear trepidation but Ethan didn’t waste the cum dripping out, he too went down for a felch and not bothering to ask, I went in too and was rewarded with a nice mouth full of the fresh splooge. Ethan’s cock was long, thin and bruised but was soon ravaging my brothers hole. The sweat was pouring off the pair of them and with Rob still side lined and wanking his enormous nine inch shaft, he knelt next to Ethan and licked off his sweat before they kissed hard. Joe couldn’t hold back either and was kneeling by the side of the bed, wanking my brother as he was being fucked before turning to me and sucking my cock as I filmed on. Soon, Ethan too ejaculated into my brother, “Ah little bro, your first Aid’s load” I cried as the other guys laughed. My brother’s expression was harder to work out now, it looked very much like he was happy to have received it. I could have been wrong, “You know what guys, I reckon the dumb little fuck slut is starting to enjoying this now” Ethan pulled out of Matt’s hole and stood up so that Rob could finally get at my brothers red raw cunt. Rob had been waiting a long time now and didn’t want to delay, he simply fingered out some of the cum in my brother’s hole, smeared It on his cock and then rammed it fully into his hole. We all heard the scream, even with a ball gag on, it couldn’t muffle my brothers discomfort and laughing again, we watched as Rob power-drived nine inches of BBC into my young brothers ravaged hole. Matt was in clear discomfort having never had something so big inside him and Rob was intent on tearing his ass hole as we noticed a few trickles of blood now dripping out. Joe was getting me close as I continued to film as best as I could and capturing the power of Rob as he fucked my brother, which was awe-inspiring. The whole bed was shaking as he continued to force his massive tool into Matt, a pleasure I have experienced many times. I knew I was close now, “Rob, hold up” I said through gritted teeth and pulling free of Joe, I knelt up on the bed and while I filmed, Joe may made me cum, with a few last strokes by hand and so that I shot my load onto Rob’s exposed cock, “Some more lube” I groaned. Rob grinned and continued to fuck my brother, pushing my cum into my siblings hole. Finally, Rob let out a deep guttural growl and slowed as he pumped yet another toxic load into my brother as the sweat dripped off them, spreading over the entire bed. My brother was clearly in some distress but that didn’t bother me at all. Knowing he was being knocked up was much more important. To be continued……………….

I have submitted several fiction stories here at BZ. I thought maybe some guys would enjoy some true stories from my life. When I was 26 I lived in a big city and had a part-time Master for 7 months until he moved away due to work. He wanted me to move with him, but I wasn't ready to commit to being a full time slave. Part of me wishes I had, cause I've never met anyone else like him or had such a fufilling sex life. But at least I have some wonderful memories. He introduced me to many new things and fulfilled many fantasies. This first story is when we met. It was my birthday weekend and I had taken Monday off so I could have a nice long weekend of drinking, smoking pot, and hopefully having sex. I got laid alot in those days cause I was boyishly cute and slender, (I still am) and had already gotten laid Friday night. Good sex, nice guy, but pretty vanilla. So now it was Saturday and I was in a leather bar searching for something more exciting. I loved older leather daddies, (still do) and usually could score. I was dressed pretty much like everyone else. Levi 501's, white t-shirt, black biker jacket and boots. I was casually making the rounds, checking out some hot men, when I noticed one checking me out. He was definitely sexy. Shaved, bald head, big, bushy mustache, wearing tight jeans that showed a nice bulge, and a leather vest that revealed a very, hairy chest and arms. Yum! I raised my glass and nodded a hello as I casually past him. He reached out and gropped my crotch as I went by. I smiled and nodded my head toward the back patio. I went out back and leaned against a wall, lighting a cigarette. In no time I saw him walk through the door and over to me. "How's it goin tonight boy?" he asked leaning against the wall next to me, lighting his own cigarette. He was a couple inches taller than my 5'11" with a little bit of a belly. Again, yum! "Fine Sir, it's my birthday weekend," I replied, "and how is your night?" "Better now that I've cornered a cute boy." I blushed at his comment. "You flatter me Sir. I'm sure a sexy man such as yourself has no problem attracting the boys." "Not often ones as cute as you. Boys like you are usually at the twink bar." "Well I have more than one side to me, Sir." I demured. "Do tell." he said placing his hand on my ass, rubbing it. "Has anyone given you your birthday spankings yet boy?" "Not yet, Sir. Play your cards right and it may be you." I said cheekily. "Mmmm, a boy with a little spunk in him. I like that." "I bet you do, Sir, in more ways than one." "Play YOUR cards right boy, and maybe you will have my spunk in you." he whispered in my ear as he slid his hand down the back of my pants. My dick strained in my jeans. "Oh, and whats this?" he asked as his finger tried to find my hole. "A plug Sir." I replied as he pushed it a little deeper in me, causing me to moan a little. "A boy who prepares..very nice." We spent at least an hour on the patio, drinking, talking, smoking a joint. He was actually a very nice man. His name was Frank, he was 49, and worked in computers. He said he had seen me around a few times and had really wanted to meet me. He gave me money and had me fetch us beers a couple times. Eventually we both had to piss. As we stood side by side at the trough style urinal, he gave me my first test. "Take my cock out boy, and hold it while I piss!" I did as I was told, as I was WAY into this man. There was no way I'd screw it up! He started pissing a strong stream. "Take my piss in your hand and rub it on your shirt!" I did as instructed. "Again boy!" Again I did. 5 times he had me do this so the front of my shirt was wet with his piss. Then he took his empty beer glass and filled it with the last of his piss. After he allowed me to piss, we returned to the patio, him with a fresh beer, me with his recycled beer. Obviously I didn't need to be told I had to drink it. I was no stranger to piss, but this didn't taste quite like regular beer piss. After some more chat and our drinks were gone, Sir declared, "All right boy, time to quit this bullshit and get down to business." With that, he popped the buttons on my fly and fished out my cock. He wrapped his fingers around the base, lightly squeezing my cock and balls in his hand, and proceeded to lead me through the bar and out the door. Men grinned their approval as Sir led his claimed boy through the crowd, some congratulating him. His apartment happened to only be a few blocks from the bar, and he never let go of my genitals the entire walk, even as he led me into his building. Once we were inside his apartment, he pushed me against the door and started kissing me, deep and hard, grinding his mustache into my face, raping my mouth with his tongue. He pulled off my coat and ripped off my t-shirt as he frantically kissed me. He pushed my jeans down then ordered me to take off my boots and jeans. In no time flat, I was naked, while he remained clothed. "In the future boy, you will ALWAYS be naked in my home." The future? He was pretty confident I'd be back. But if the night finished as good as it started, I knew I'd be back! He pushed me toward the sofa which I took as an invitation to sit. "No boy! On the floor!" I didn't question him and sat on the rug as he went into the bedroom, returning with a mirror that had something on it. He set it on the coffee table and took a razor blade, chopping up some lines. "You ever had crystal before boy?" he asked". "No Sir," I replied, suddenly nervous and excited. The night had just taken a very unexpected turn. I knew what it was, but had never encountered it before. I had done lots of other drugs but not that. "You'll like it boy. And since you don't work till Tuesday, you'll be fine. The rest of this weekend will be my birthday present to you." he said, handing me a little straw. "Two fat lines, one for each nostril." I eagerly snorted the lines, secretly thrilled by this new adventure. My nose and throat burned as the powder entered my membranes. Before long I felt a new, heightened sensation of awareness. My heart beat faster and my whole body tingled, especially my plugged asshole which felt a horniness like never before. Sir went back into the bedroom and returned with some leather items. Quickly he had a collar and wrist and ankle restraints on me. Then he attached a cock and ball harness on me as tight as he could get it. "That's how I like my boy dressed!" said Sir. "Now suck my cock boy!" he ordered, pulling it through the fly in his jeans. I crawled to him and opened my mouth, taking his soft cock into my hungry mouth. For the first time I noticed a thick, chrome cockring around his base. As I sucked him like a starving Ethiopian, his cock grew harder and harder until it reached it's full, hard 8 inches. I pulled off to admire it's beauty. It was extremely veiny with a fat mushroom head. It was a very commanding looking dick. The type a Master should have. Sir held some poppers under my nose and told me to breath deep. He did three hits under each nostril till I was flying high. Then he grabbed my head and forced it back onto his throbbing cock. He pushed my head down, forcing the fat head down my throat, choking me and gagging me. I was in heaven. "That's a good piggy!" he complimented me. "Take my cock! Choke on it bitch! I knew you would be a great boy!" I beamed with pride as I relaxed my throat and swallowed my new Master to the base. He kept up the throat fuck for at least 10 minutes before he pulled out. I panted for air after he exited. "Open your mouth boy!" he ordered me. "Open wide!" I kneeled in front of him as he spit several times into my mouth. "Swallow boy! Then follow me on your hands and knees!" We went into the bedroom where he had a homemade bondage bed. It was black wood, with four tall beams and two by fours around the top, like a perverted canopy bed. Rings and drilled holes were all over it, and I didn't have to guess their purposes. "Made it myself." he proudly said. "Now, face down, legs off the end!" Soon he had me on my stomach, arms stretched and tied down, ankles spread and tied. I just lay there and shook at the excitement of being restrained and high, vulnerable to this sexy man. He pulled out my plug and fingered my hungry hole. I quickly felt a burning inside. "That's a little bootie bump for you boy. Now for a bigger plug." I moaned like a whore as he worked the larger plug inside me, my horny hole sucking it in. "Oh yea!" said Sir. "You've got a hungry little slave cunt there. We'll have to try our best to satisfy it!" "Yessss Sirrrr!" I moaned. "Make me your little slave whore!" I begged as he tied a popper soaked rag over my nose. "I will boy. Don't you worry about that! But first, those birthday spankings!" With that, I felt the first smack of a paddle. I jumped from the shock of it. But it felt so good. 25 more followed and my ass felt like it was on fire while my head spun from the pain and the pleasure and the drugs. "That's such a pretty bright red ass, slave boy. I love to fuck a red hot ass!" With that Sir pulled the plug out and rammed his fat, veiny cock deep in me. I screamed in extasy as he buried himself in me too the hilt. "Oh yea boy! Take your Masters cock! Your MY little slut now! I'm gonna fuck you so much this weekend you won't be able to walk on Tuesday! Damn thats a hot, fuckin slave hole you have boy!" "God yes Sir. Fuck your boy! I wanna be your personal whore! God you feel so good!" And fuck me he did! Fucked me like i had NEVER been fucked before. It had to be at least 45 minutes he pounded my hole. He untied me and we switched positions a couple of times. The final position was on my back with Sir pressing my knees into my shoulders so he could get that fat, mushroom headed cock as deep as possible in me, battering my prostate while my tina soft dick leaked fluid and I babbled gibberish. Sir spit on my face and into my mouth as he pushed his full weight down on me. "Fuck boy!! Here I cum! You ready for your Masters cum? Are you ready for me to breed my new slave boy?" "God yes Sir!" I panted. "Give it to me Sir! Make me your cumdump Sir!" Sir planted his mouth on mine and sucked and bit my tongue as he shook and shuddered, violently shooting his cannon deep inside me, flooding my guts. He collapsed on me while our sweaty bodies both recovered from the most mind blowing sex I had ever experienced. After a few minutes he slowly pulled his spent cock from my wet hole and replaced it with the plug. "Do you really want to be my boy? My slave? My slut? My whore?" he asked. "Yes Sir." I replied. "I would be honoured." "Good." he said kissing me. "Cause your birthday weekend isn't over."

Saturday night I was at one of the chicken hawk bars ogling the guys. One shy youth sat down at a corner table. An hour and a half passed, and he just kept drinking. I decided this was THE BOY. I strolled over and introduced myself. His name was Andy, 5' 9", a thin 150, dark hair, satin-smooth skin. I ordered us tequilas. He was 21 and bi-curious. It was his first time in a Gay Bar. We made small talk as he sipped one drink after another. I made sure he never lacked for liquid refreshment. By closing time he was about to pass out. Since I figured a respectable boy like himself wouldn't want to go home drunk, I suggested we get a room at the Baths. He slurred he'd love to see the Baths. I vowed the Kid would get broken in right. I dragged him out of the bar and into my car. I drove to a Bathhouse only 5 minutes away Andy could barely walk and stumbled into our room, collapsing on the bed. I locked the door and pulled off his clothes. Now that we were alone, I kissed him ALL OVER. I don't know how he would have responded had he been sober; but in his intoxicated state, we made out for 20 minutes before he passed out. I'd specifically requested one of the "sling" rooms, and in that apparatus that I struggled to position him. Just looking at the young, slim, hairless body gave me a hardon, knowing what was forthcummin'. I pulled out a large hit of Tina and worked it up his Chute, well past his Sphincter, so the Fucker would quickly absorb it. I secured the stirrups and restraints, so his fresh Virgin Hole was exposed to all Cumers. ! spat on my Cock and lined my Shaft up with his Virgin Boy Cunt. Call me a Sadist, but I just love to plow ALL THE WAY into an unsuspecting Boy's Ass, the less Lube, the better—breaks a Cunt in real fast. So I tore into Andy, ripping him open like a high school girl before I gave him his first Cumload, thick, creamy, and POZ. Now that I had taken his innocence, and, hopefully his health, it was time for the real fun to begin. I flung open the door—and men, young and old, fat and thin, handsome and ugly (mostly ugly) began to traipse in. I knew some were POZ. Most notable among them was Ol' Frank, not chronologically old, but so-called because of his advanced AIDS, emaciated, with sunken cheeks, and KS Lesions on his arms and legs, even his tongue—I've tasted it! I noticed Ol' Frank ravished the Boy several times that night, and a smirk graced his cracked lips whenever he shot. But all good things must Cum to an end, and in the morning I had to leave. I'd dumped in the Youth several times; and I swear, the geography of Andy's Anal Canal had become common knowledge among the Bath's Patrons. I smiled at the Kid, trapped in the Sling, Cunt all red, leaking pink Spooge, which ran down his thighs, to pool on the canvas beneath him. There was literally a quarter-cup of the Staff of Death puddled there. Grabbing a cone-shaped cup from the water cooler, I scooped up what I could and forced it down the semi-conscious Boy's throat. I bid him farewell, though I doubt if he heard me; and, after renewing his room for another 12 hours, asked the Desk Clerk to look in on him from time to time. That night I got a call about 9 PM. It was the Clerk On Duty. He said he'd made a terrible mistake Just as he was leaving Andy's room, he got an urgent page back to the Lobby. In his haste, he'd failed to latch Andy's door. It'd swung wide open. They got really busy, and the Clerk didn't get back to Andy till late afternoon. From what Andy said, some Wise Ass had forced a rubber ball between his teeth, then the Dude, and 15 other guys, proceeded to rape him.. Andy was huddled in a corner of the lobby, terrified and crying, as he awaited a cab. The Clerk had tried to calm him, telling him everything would be OK. Of course, that was bullshit. Andy would never be the same again.

A True Story It was 3:00 AM on a Saturday morning and I found myself buzzing with a mixture of beer, poppers and the two fresh loads inside my well used cunt, all courtesy of Grindr. A butt plug was keeping the loads secure in my ass as I looked for a third load when I received a text from a cute student some 400 meters distant. "Hey man you looking for fun?" the student asked. "Sure. I've already had some but just so horny tonight." "Ah, fuck, sweet. I'm a bit drunk and need cock," the guy added. "Lol, me too. You top or bottom?" I asked, cutting to the chase. He was no less direct in responding "Both, but really want to get fucked." "I've had two cocks cum in me. I'm versatile though and rock hard." "Sweet, you wanna fuck me?" My next text broached the next level: "Love to, although I have to tell you I’m a bareback cum slut. Not into rubber." There was a pause of almost thirty seconds before he responded "That's cool. I don't like rubber either but I do like cum." "Good to hear. I got a butt plug holding in two loads." The kid was apparently quite a perv as he responded "Nice. I could lick those out and we could share." Fuck, the kid was making me horny. But he hadn't asked me my status, which left in the air whether or not I should bring it up. I decided to string him along. "So, you wanna come over?" Another pause ensued before he responded "Yeah. Are you clean?" Now I paused, deciding to answer him literally. "Yeah, always clean." "No, I mean HIV." Of course I knew what he meant, so I bent the truth to keep him on my hook, answering "Don't know right now. Had test, waiting for result." Actually, my reply was, in some degree, true. I had been to my doctor that day, and he drew blood. What I had omitted was to acknowledge I was HIV positive and that although was usually undetectable, I had been off meds intentionally for over a month. so I suspected I was quite toxic at that moment. After a much longer pause he responded simply "Okay." “Still want me to fuck you?" I asked. "Yeah." “Sweet.” Giving him my address, I was ready when, 30 minutes later, there was a knock at the door of my flat. He was even better looking in the flesh and although clearly drunk, he was still a bit nervous so, wearing only boxers which barely contained my hard-on, I welcomed him, leading him into the lounge. I’ve already got some hot bareback porn on and I offer him a beer and sit right next to him on the sofa. He takes a few swigs and I place a hand on his crotch and feel a rock hard and pretty offensive piece of meat there. He turns and we’re snogging in a heartbeat, tongues deep in each other’s mouths, he tastes like beer and cigarettes. He finds my nipples and tweaks them before slowly moving down to my cock. “Fuck you’re sexy” He slurs. “You too, lets get you out of these clothes” He starts to undress and I slip off my boxers and out springs 8” uncut of precum dripping cock. He smiles when he sees it and me likewise when I get a load of his tight, athletic body and fat dick. He dropped between my legs and I forced his face down onto my shaft which he quickly devoured, taking almost all of it down his throat in one go. He was a great cock sucker and treated me to a long, slow, blow job. He also found the butt plug so I shifted my position, all the better for him to release the juices from my cunt. Gently he eased it out and I forced his head towards my dripping pussy. “Lick it out and share with me” I commanded He hesitated at first, as clearly saying it on Grindr was easier than being faced with the reality of doing it but bless him, he went down and I lifted my legs to allow him to lap up the sploodge I pushed out for him. He rimmed me good and licked it all out, coming back up, we embraced in a felched charged snowball. I could taste cum and shit which was so erotic but I was amazed my young fuck slut was so happy and eager. He wanked my cock and his own as we kissed. I eventually pushed him back down and shifted him round on the rug. Parting his beautifully pert bum cheeks and finding a perfectly shaved hole. I was down on his exposed cunt with my tongue, rimming him deep and long. He moaned in delight as my expertly dexterous tongue and finger work aroused him to exquisite heights. “mmmm fuck me”, he eventually groaned through gritted teeth. I didn’t need asking twice and poking my cock at his lovely cunt I pushed in and carried on without stopping until I was fully inside his hole. He breathed out deeply and bucked a bit but took it all in one go like a trouper. I started fucking him slowly but soon got up a head of steam, power fucking his beautiful body. We were both grunting and moaning loudly as I pumped his hole. I only paused to sniff on my poppers which I handed to him and waited as he took deep, long sniffs. I knew I had a way to go before I’d shoot so I used him in a few positions, but wanted to be fucking him missionary, staring into those pretty eyes as I came inside his negative cunt; infecting him with my toxic load. We fucked for ages and were pretty sweaty as I finally felt my orgasm brewing. I flipped him on his back and lifted his legs up, pushing back into him and continuing my onslaught. We were now staring into each others eyes. I love a guy who won’t break eye contact and he didn’t. I kissed him between strokes and as I got close he could sense it. “You’re poz aren’t you?” he whispered as we broke the last kiss. Fuck I thought, what the hell, “Yeah” I replied and didn’t stop. He didn’t make any move to stop me either. “You want my poz load?” I asked starting to peak and staring into his sole. He didn’t hesitate, he didn’t break eye contact, “Yeah, poz me” and with that I grinned down and came hard and loud. I continued to pump my load into his hole and he wrapped his legs round me to force me deeper inside him. “Fuck, fuck” he kept whispering in my ear. I grinned. Maybe the reality was hitting him but it felt good to poz this bitch. Eventually I collapsed onto him. Our hot bodies entwined and once again I found myself staring into his beautifully young face. “Fuck man, what did we do?” he moaned. “You just took a toxic load” I replied reaching down to feel my cum between his ass cheeks. I withdrew my hand which had some cum on my fingers and showed him. He stared at my fingers then started licking them clean. Our night didn’t end there. He stayed until the morning and I fucked three more loads into him during the night and before he left. I didn’t even know his name. 3am, eight weeks later and I’m on Grindr and up pops a familiar looking student: “Hey. It’s me from a few weeks ago” “Oh yeah hi. How are you?” “Toxic”………..

This morning at 6:00 AM I received a couple of phone calls from my man, Ford. Honestly, initially I blew-off the calls, however once I got up I texted Ford, letting him know I would be running errands most of the day. However, as he apparently really wanted to get into my ass, he persisted, joking I was busy tricking with other guys, and simply didn't have time for him. Eventually he convinced me to come over to his place when I was done running around. When I was done with my errands I stopped by my place, and fortunately had enough time to give myself a good cleaning out. The I left for his place, and upon arriving, as usual, the door was unlocked so I walked in, only to find Ford chatting with a woman. I was slightly thrown-off, but they quickly concluded their conversation and she left. Ford and I immediately went upstairs and spread a sex blanket on the floor, we undressed as he looked me over, a big smile on his face. Whatever he was thinking was cool with me. The chemistry between us is great, and undressed Ford is a fucking Greek god with his tall stature, heavily muscled body, thick dick and heavy balls, and that beautiful cocoa dark skin. We start smoking a little to get in the mood, doing a little deep throating before Ford told me to lay back and relax, as for a first, he sucked my dick to the base, deep-throating my seven and a half inch uncut medium thick brown dick. I would have been happy if he had continued sucking me, but instead he paused, stepped into the bathroom where, I imagine, he cleaned himself out. After an absence of a few minutes the bathroom door opened, and as he approached I hoped to myself he wouldn't smell of soap, and to my pleasure, nope, his balls still had the delicious musky male aroma. As I lay on my back, Ford lubed up his ass and my cock, crouched over my pole and slid it right-up his hole. Damn if his muscle ass didn't swallow up every inch of me. He road my cock, and I responded by thrusting every inch of my cock inside his ass, eventually getting him on all fours so I could take him from behind. I fucked him for several minutes, and in pausing, found it kinda hot that when I withdrew, some of his clean ass juices plopped onto the blanket, looking like a lump of cum - but I could tell it was just good old ass slime. Ford was apparently done bottoming for the moment as his inner top took over. He had me lay on on my back, and, scooping the love juice from the blanket, he fingered it into my ass before adding some Vaseline and lube to the mix, then pushing his dick inside my hole. His dick felt absolutely perfect, having just the right amount of thickness to give my ring a stretch and make me feel it and moan in approval, yet also having just the right length so I would recognize a big boy was bruising my guts. As he fucked, he commented the lube was quite creamy, almost as if I had come pre-loaded. I wish! For the next 30 minutes or so, we switched into various positions including me on my stomach, and him on top of me facing the opposite direction, head to feet. Finally Ford told me to get onto all fours, having me back-up onto his dick, and taking the active role in bouncing up against his cock. s me get on all 4s and lets me back up and bounce against his dick. He had been fighting the nut for a while, having several times told me he was close to cumming, so when he next cautioned me, over and over I intensified my thrusts against his cock until he all but shouted "I'm cumming," and cum he did, cumming so violently I could actually feel the individual spurts of his cum blowing into my ass. After Ford had recovered his second wind he fucked me a little longer with that fat dick of his, but finally, his energy spent, he withdrew. Turning to kiss him, I found a sweet honeysuckle scented puddle below my ass. "Is that your nut?" I asked. "It's yours," he answered, adding "it oozed out of your hole." I think there was romantic innuendo there. Cool. We cleaned-up, dressed and I was on the road. As I still hadn’t actually nutted, once I got home I got my nine inch dildo, lubed it up and proceeded to continue the fuck the hell out of my ass while laying on my bed. The dildo was about the same thickness as Ford's cock, but somewhat longer as I like to keep my ass ready for that occasional cock which can push past the second ring. After extensively working my ass, I finally I got off, spurting everywhere. Cleaning the dildo, I found it nice and frothy and smelling like that honeysuckle from the blanket. Mmmmm. I’m gonna have to ask Ford if he wants me showing up pre-loaded next time. Good thing I’ve been freezing my loads.

I also went to a CumUnion party in LA.. it`s was great having all those nice ass to breed!! It was like an ass self-service buffet!!! Had a great time!!

I'm going to have great Valentine day BF is out of town and brother is sick with the flu in bed.

ass-to-mouth rocks my world!

Ignore this now and thanks for the private messages :-) I've booked an apartment at Dupont circle with a private entrance. Ideal if any tops on here wants to breed me during my trip: 25 may - 2 june

On Sunday a random Greek Tourist contacted me on Growlr, he was very hair and nicely hung, young guy with a nice beard, like a big cub. He came over to fuck me, and after I sucked him hard he pushed in raw, then pulled out and started playing with my hole with his fingers. Soon, he had four fingers in my hole. He reached the lube off the counter and started pushing his fingers in more and more, while alternating his cock. Soon he had his fist in my hole, then his cock, then his fist, which continued until he shot his cum into my guts. Then he showered, said thanks and left. I never did find out his name.

He is an aggressive fuck with big dick and perfect balls. A buddy of mine is like that, once he's set in motion, he's fucking you. I was having a tight moment, he goes "loosen up, because you're getting fucked" A guy like Topher, give him a moment of permission, he's pumping that nut in you. I not a pits guy, but fucking would love to smell his

Not strange, But funny.. My BF and I were sitting in a bar, in St. Louis,MO. and the man next to me takes out his cock and has me playing with it under the bar. My BF is not paying attention as he is busy in conversation with the guy next to him. Finally the man says meet me in the room to the right of men's room.. I tell my BF that I have to use the restroom, I go into the other room and let the stranger fuck me RAW. Its was hot as fuck and so intense, when he shoots his load in me, another man comes out from behind a screen and he fucks me as well. When I finally exit the room and return to the bar , my BF ask where the hell have I been??? I said that I looked into the men's room and saw it was crowded so went into the other room thinking I could use it, but then got lost.. Being a little drunk and acting a lot drunker he believed me.. It was so hot getting two loads up my ass and knowing my BF was only like 15 feet away.

Loved this story when I first read it on nifty. I don’t go on that site much anymore. Too many stories about minors on that site. Creepy. Thanks for posting here as well. Still on my top 5 list.

It was too bad you pushed his load out into the toilet. I try to keep a top's load in me as long as possible.

I'm a full-grown adult now, but that totally happened without my consent. I was never ready to be an a grownup and take responsibility for my own life. This would be particularly embarrassing if I were to admit my real age now -- which I won't. Let's just say that I was a child of the 1980's, and leave it that. Was it because I was an only child, born to parents who'd wanted a big family? And treated me like a baby for far too long? People think only kids are spoiled and that's certainly correct. Or at least it was back then. That status comes with a price, though. All of my parents' expectations were put on me instead of spread out among three or four siblings. I was pushed to read books before I was even fully comfortable with the alphabet. It was a confusing. I remember Dad handing me the evening paper when he came home from work and telling me to be prepared to discuss what I'd read at the dinner table. Pressure. Oh man. I couldn't decipher much. "Well?", my dad would ask as he forked meat loaf into his mouth. "There's a movie coming to The Twilight called "Tron". It looks good. Can we go see it?" His expression told me that we would not. "Did you read any of the news stories? We need to get you a tutor. I've already got some names. Meanwhile -- finish your plate, drink your milk and the go watch CNN. Soak up some real news for once." For once? They were always watching that channel. None of it was very interesting to me. I gave no shits about politics or Reagan or any of stuff. But an emerging story did catch my attention. There was a deadly disease spreading around gay communities that they couldn't figure out. All they knew was that Africans had started it and it had something to do with monkeys. Possibly. I just wasn't old enough to dissect this information. As horrific as this story was, it did help me strive to learn more. My reading skills improved rapidly due to my interest in AIDS. It was a medical mystery that had elements of horror and sex. Gay men were getting sick and dying after sucking or doing other things with an infected dick. Sperm and blood seemed to be part of it. By sixth grade, I was going to the public library and poring through periodicals for more information. Would I get this disease? I was probably gay -- was that enough to doom me? I read the articles with a chill running up my neck and over my scalp. A year or so later, I read about the Patient Zero. He was supposedly the guy who introduced the disease to our country. His name was Gaetan Dugas...a Canadian flight attendant who had brought the virus to New York. He was handsome, blonde and athletic. I looked at his black and white photo over and over. He was responsible for this mess, but that didn't make him any less beautiful to look at. He died in 1983. His kidneys had failed because of the AIDS virus. I skipped Junior High altogether because the administration decided I was "advanced". If they only knew I spent all my free time lusting after an older blonde man who was dead now. You can only guess how hard it was to look ten years old and be in a classroom with teens who were developing adult bodies. I was made fun of and picked on every single day! Miserable...but I kept my head down and advanced. Most of the teachers seemed to dislike me too, but were still giving me good grades. When would I ever fit in anywhere? Never? The Summer before junior year, I grew into a man. My voice got deeper and my height increased by almost a foot. "Growth Spurt" was what hey called it. I don't think my spinal cord was ready for it because it started to curve a bit. You couldn't tell unless my shirt was off -- which it never was. I'd been lucky enough to miss P.E. classes. I spent my time reading or daydreaming. AIDS was of no concern to the kids around me. It was 'a fag disease', and it happened 'somewhere else'. I was still obsessed with it though. Maybe it was the sexual aspect of it. I sat in the library and read all the magazines that featured stories about the emerging epidemic. I remember one piece in "Newsweek" about the devastation in San Francisco. There was a black and white photo of a solitary man wearing only a white towel, sitting alone on a bench. It was taken in the city's only remaining bath house. I had no idea what a bath house was...it seemed like a big locker room. Was this the kind of place where sexy Gaetan had gone to first spread the viral load he had between his legs. I'm sure they had those kind of places in New York. Maybe he went to one of those gay bars...like 'The Dark" which was in our town. I imagined what it was like back in the early 80's. I knew a lot from reading, and I knew that over a decade had passed since The Stonewall Riots. Gays were fighting for rights and (slowly) becoming a presence in American culture. They didn't have to worry about unwanted pregnancy, they fucked with no worries. I imagined a smoky bar full of hot gay men, drinking beer from bottles and touching each other. Lots of leather. They'd think nothing of a dashing blonde walking in and ordering a drink. He was handsome, but there were probably a hundred handsome there. Competition. He had a ticking bomb inside him that would change gay life for many years. Inside of his balls was a virus that would claim so many millions of lives, but on that particular night he was just a face in the crowd. I thought about who he'd meet first, who would buy him a drink and flirt with him. Did he have a French accent like some Canadians do? Is it weird that I wanted to be the guy who found him first? If only I could go back in time and be 'Patient One'. I guess the responsible thing would be to kill the both of us afterward, but I don't know if I could do that. I was leading such a sexless life then that I would take whatever from whomever. You could say that I was a 'bug chaser' before the term existed. If only. Did death and disease turn me on? Possibly. Fast forward to my 18th birthday. I was in my third year of college and had changed quite a bit. I lived in one of those "progressive" dorms. You know -- artists, hippies, Wiccans. etc. I was smoking clove cigarettes and took a drink from time to time. My roommate was a 'performance artist' and was usually on a mushroom trip. We got along. I was working on a double major and didn't really pay attention to what went on around me. There was a smoking room in the school's giant library. and I'd go there every hour or so to get my fix. Of course there would be one or two gay dudes there. One of them would always make eye contact with me, but I wasn't into him. Not at all. I had a 'type' and he wasn't even close. I liked the menacing, dangerous type. He had a man purse, for Christ's sake. I was coming back from the library when I first felt the pain in my chest. I thought it was from the cold air. I continued on back toward the dorms, but they were so far. Maybe if I just sat for a minute... blackness I remember feeling so much better a few minutes later, better than I'd ever felt. I remember bits and pieces of falling to the sidewalk on campus. I might have hit my head...or had heart failure. Whatever -- I guess I died. Right? Was there any kind of official confirmation from an angel or something when you passed on? Did God chime in with a "howdy-do"? Maybe that happened for normal people, good people. I was alone in darkness, listening to loud traffic and footsteps and crowds talking. Maybe if everybody shut up for a minute, I could hear the tiny voice of my deceased grandmother. Maybe... "Oh, Honey! Did you start too early? Let me help you up, OK?" A drag queen in a blonde wig with shoulders like a linebacker lifted me to my feet. I was in a city that I guessed was New York based on the skyline. Yep. I was dead. This was too unreal to be not unreal. "Can you walk? Do you need a cab?" I suddenly felt just fine. Perfect, actually. I was aware that I was dressed differently...very differently. I was wearing black leather boots with small silver chains across the tops of my feet. My jeans were grubby and torn -- as was my white t-shirt. I had on a leather jacket that was boss as hell. Yep. This was either a dream or a post-death illusion. I turned to the drag queen and 'her' companion. She was tall and dolled-up to the max. She might have been going for a Mae West look, but was too tall and thin to pull it off convincingly. Her friend was a short, dumpy little guy who looked bored and on the verge of a making a run for it. I just walked with them for a block or two. "What year is this?" "Lordy! Are you that far gone? Did you drink too much tonight?" "No. I think I'm dead. I'm supposed to be in 1992." Mae West stopped and grabbed my arm. "Dear me. Eddie -- we are in the company of a time-traveler here!" The dumpy dude just looked at his watch and sighed. "No. I'm just a little confused is all. Please tell me today's date and I'll leave you two alone." "It is May 1st, 1981. You are probably headed to 'The Eagle's Nest', right? You've got the look. We're going further up the block to someplace a little more friendly. Come join us later if you get a chance. Here you go, Sweetie. That black door under the light bulb is your place. Do you still have your wallet with you?" Fuck if I knew. Yeah. I did. It was thick with cash, but no credit cards, no student I.D. . "Yeah. I'm good. Thanks for your help, Beautiful Angel." She blew me a kiss and moved on. I was here the same night Patient Zero had arrived in town on a layover. I was getting my chance to be his first 'victim'. I guess that was why I was here. To let the AIDS virus begin and end with me. He'd be sick and dying in a short tine and I was already dead -- so what would be the problem? Once inside the door, I was immediately struck by how many hot men were there. New York. All the beauties migrated to this city. Where was Gaetan? Had he not arrived yet? I had no idea what time it was, but it seemed early. I got a beer from the bar and maneuvered through the crowd of men until I found a space to lean against the grimy wall. A handsome man - dressed just like I was - came up and offered me a cigarette. "Hi. I'm Tommy. Are you new in town?" "Very." "I thought so. You like it so far?" "Yeah. I'm waiting for someone, but this place is so big. It's just important that we meet." "Well..this place has four levels. This is the main bar, and there's a dance floor upstairs. The top level is completely dark and you can get into the heavy stuff. The basement is only open for brown or yellow parties." "What are those?" "God, you really are new. 'Yellow Parties' are for men who like to piss on each other and drink piss and stuff like that. 'Brown Parties' are pretty much the same except with shit instead of pee. It's invitation only, but I can introduce you to the guy who works here and makes the guest list." He arched his eyebrows and looked at me with some sort of flirty expectation. "Uh. No. I don't think so." He probably regretted buying me a beer. Did he do it so I'd later urinate it on him? Who knows. This was like being in a foreign country and dealing with locals who knew everything already. I decided to move more toward the entrance so I could catch a glimpse of Gaetan when he entered. I also needed to find the restroom. I'd drank that beer a little too fast. Jesus -- who knows what I'd find in there? I asked a big fat guy with a tattooed neck where the restrooms were, and he pointed me in the direction. My bladder was about to burst as I found my way inside the dimmest, grossest bathroom in the world. Was I in Hell now? I knew I was dead but that thought took a backseat to my my desperate need to piss. Normally, I'm one of those 'pee shy' guys who can't go if anyone else is near. Fuck that now. I let loose a long, thick stream in the only empty urinal and groaned a little. I knew there were men all around me...and maybe they had thoughts or comments about me...or maybe not. It was probably pointless to wash my hands, but I always did it back when I was alive. Habit. Then I saw my reflection in the smeared mirror. Who the hell was that?! I guess it looked like me in some ways, but I was older (28? 29?) and the shape of my jaw had changed. It was more square and had a cleft in my chin. I looked like a guy I'd be attracted to. The afterlife wasn't so bad after all. I moved back through the crowd to find a spot close to the entrance. There was a table that looked like a strategic place to sit and watch for Gaetan. There was another dude sitting there, but the confidence I felt from my fake new looks. He wouldn't mind. He was a bearded big guy in full leather drag...including the cop cap. "Howdy. Mind if I sit here for a second?" "Not at all. I've never seen you here before..are you new in town?" "You could say that." "I did say that. You don't have a drink....let me get you one. What's your brand?" His big brown eyes crinkled when he smiled. "Anything. I'll have what your having." He stood up from the bar stool, looking all tall and massive. It occurred to me that I could suck this stud's dick and let him fuck me, and there would be no consequences...except maybe a few of those STDs that weren't life-threatening. I wasn't really here, so why not just have as much fun as possible? The music from the dance floor upstairs got louder all the sudden. Donna Summer...'I feel loooo-ooove' . My big grizzly returned with a two bottles of a weird beer I'd never seen before and two shot glasses. I knew how it worked. You downed the shot and the drank the beer. Right? I have no idea what the liquor in the shot was, but it had a nice burn. We sipped the brews and got friendly. "I'm Burt. What's your name?" "Ross. Nice to meet you. It's getting loud in here all of the sudden." "Midnight. So I guess you've never been here before." "Nope. I talked to some guy earlier who told me about all the levels. I'd like to check them out...but not the basement." He grinned. "It stinks like an outhouse down there. There's black garbage bags covering the floor and walls...and weird stuff like random bathtubs and ...it's not my thing." "Do you dance?" "I LOVE to dance, but I usually don't because I look like a giant circus animal on the dance floor." "Nah. I want to dance with you, Burt." He warmed to the idea and led me up the stairs to where disco beats were still alive and thriving. And so loud. Blondie started cooing out an extended version of "Heart of Glass". Even though only about ten guys were there, I grabbed Burt's giant hand and led him out under the spinning lights. Songs like that get inside your body and make it move for you. I was really enjoying myself, but felt like I was overheating. I moved my mouth close to his ear and asked if there was a safe place I could leave my jacket. He nodded. We both took our leather off and he carried them somewhere. Such a cool relief. When Burt returned he made a comment about my body. It seemed like he thought I should remove my t-shirt too. Uh, no. I was very shy in my old life and never exposed my underdeveloped torso -- plus there was that curve in my back. But what the hell? I was in a death dream or something anyway. My face had changed, and so maybe my body did too. "I will if you will." That's all it took for him to rip the shirt from my body as he also removed mine. He tossed them over his shoulder like pieces of trash. I might have been upset if not for the sight of his abundant body hair and impressive build. Big bulge as well. I'd forgotten all about Patient Zero now. I wanted to have sex with Burt. Soon. Sadly, the Blondie song smoothly transitioned into a thumping disco song I'd never heard. Burt said something I didn't quite hear. I gave him a look that was supposed to say "what?", but he just got closer and wrapped me in a big sweaty hug. Then the music stopped (or so I thought) and the room went completely dark... "Open your eyes, Ross. ROSS! Wake up and look at us!" My mother's voice. "I think his color is better today. A little. Open your eyes right now, young man!" Dad. Another voice mumbled. A woman. I'm almost certain it was my aunt Bev. Maybe. "Do they know yet? Do they know what caused this?" "Not yet. I thought for sure it was speed or some other drug, but I checked his computer at the dorm and his phone. No clues there." Good old dad. "His heartbeat is almost regular now and he can breathe on his own, but he won't wake up." "The doctor is supposed to check in before noon." Mom sounded hopeful. Then it was back to the dance floor with Burt all over me. We weren't even dancing, just vertically humping. "You stumbled. Are you wasted?" "No. Just halfway between life and death." "That's all of us, Ross." He grinned and I was now certain that I wanted to have sex with him...while this dream/afterlife lasted. "Show me the upstairs, Burt." Another wide grin. "You sure? There's no light and usually crazy shit going on." "Yeah, I'm not really here anyway. Lead the way." For whatever reason, Burt seemed to like my cryptic words. Or maybe he just thought I was drunk. Fine line. "The stairs are a little steep...and completely unlit. I'll go first, but grab my belt so you you can follow safely." "How about I just grab your ass?" "That works, Buddy!" Total darkness. I thought he was giving me further instructions, but I couldn't make out what he was saying. "Ross! We know you can hear us, Honey. Your brain waves and blood pressure are almost normal. Talk! Wake up!" My poor mom. If only she would leave me alone for a little longer. "It was a heart attack," my dad said. "Apparently he's got a faulty valve. It has a name, but I can't remember it." Dad. "Can it be fixed?" That was my cool aunt again. I was glad she was keeping my joyless parents company. "He's gay, by the way. There is some shit on the laptop that confirms it. He was apparently obsessed with the guy who brought AIDS to North America." God love my aunt...her own brain waves were always amped to the max. "He may have been working on a term paper...and would have found out that the guy they called 'Patient Zero' was not the real culprit. Apparently, HIV came to the United States in the 70's. and it sprang up in several cities at about the same time." "Who gives a good goddamn?! He's a gay kid in a coma. Don't say one more word for now, Bev." Count on Dad to always have my back. "Damn, kid. You stumbled again. Are you sure you're up for this?" Burt grabbed my hand with his giant paw. "Yeah. I don't see so well in the dark." "We're in luck. There's a little bit of light. Little camping lanterns or something. Too bad we're here already...I liked you holding my ass." "The pleasure was all mine, Burt." He wrapped a massive arm around my shoulders. "The bar is right up here in the front. I need something strong just now...you?" "VERY strong." I heard all kinds of sex noises from every direction. 'Enjoy it while you can' was all I thought. Burt left me alone there in the semi-dark. That's when I saw him. Gaeten. I knew it was him because I'd memorized what his photos looked like. He was striking, with that blonde hair and mustache. He was standing (maybe shorter than I'd thought), right next to one of those little lanterns because I guess he knew he looked good lit from below. It made his jaw look stronger and sharper. He was not at all muscular, but his features were striking. I considered my situation. I had Burt - who was fetching me a drink, and who I was attracted to -- and I also felt as though I was here on a mission and had to do this...get his infected seed somehow. We locked eyes and I smiled in his direction. He responded instantly and motioned me over. I went right to him like I was in a trance. "Hi. I think I know you. You work for a Canadian airline, right? He was taken aback a little... "How did you know? I've only been to New York four times before, and I never met a guy that looked like you." I was either drunk or cocky ... or stupid when I said "You're famous." That somehow made him feel good about himself because he put a small finger to my face, "Ahhh. Thanks. I'm a real blonde -- just so you know." I was about to say another flirty thing when Burt found me, and wrapped me up in his big,bare arm. He pulled me to the side a bit... "He's a dud. I've fucked him twice -- and he fucked me once. Smallest dick ever. I barely felt it, but he does have that French passion. The accent was the only reason I let him fuck me a month ago. Twice. I don't like getting fucked, but I was okay with it." So I guess I wasn't going to be 'Patient One' -- maybe not two or three either. Did this mean Burt was infected? It didn't make sense. Why was I here? Why now? I knew from some movie I watched once that little brain adventures like this happened for a reason. Was I suppose to learn a life lesson? What was the end game? "Let's go somewhere and talk, Burt." At first he grinned like 'talk' was code for 'fuck', but I think he could tell by my expression that I was troubled by something. "What's wrong? Did you want the French guy to join us? I'd be open to just about anything tonight." "No. Do you know what's going on? Are you part of this? I just need to know if all of you here are in on it." "Uh oh. You're on something, right?" "No...I mean...I'm not sure." He took my hand and led me through a maze of guys getting blow jobs and doing other stuff. We were at the far end of the room with a little battery-powered lantern on the floor. "Guys always steal these things and take them home. That way they see some sponsor's logo every day. I'll grab one for you if I want." "Sure -- but I don't think I live here in New York, or even have a place." I was about to elaborate a little more but I stumbled again. Backwards. I'd stepped on and fell back on a large gym mat. I remember these from P.E. class. Burt plopped down too. "I think you need to just clear your head a little. Relax. At least this mat feels relatively clean. Rest for a minute, Ross. I'll be right back." I was flat on my back, looking at dancing shadows and listening to grunts, moans, and "Fuck yeah!"s. I had to be dead. That was the only explanation for this. For all I knew there could be gateway to Narnia nearby. Then Burt was back down on the mat with me. He had two more beers for us and some things in a plastic baggie. "What's that?" "I scored some lube and poppers from a friend of mine who works at the bar. Am I assuming too much? I just want to fuck the weirdness out of you, Buddy." "Yeah. I want that. I've never done poppers before, but I know what they are." He opened a tiny little bottle and sniffed the opening. "Sit up a little. There you go. Now inhale through your nose, deep. I'm going to take your boots off." It reminded me of some smell from a mechanics garage. And then I felt my head spin...in a good way. Burt had taken off my boots, socks, pants and underwear. Good. And the he took off the rest of his clothes and it was a sight to behold....the lantern light made his naked body look otherworldly somehow. His big sweaty boner looked like some sort of beautiful monster from where I was viewing it. Hell, that thing made a long shadow that reached all the way to his chin. Wow. All man. "Yeah. I knew it. You're an angel of some sort." "Never been called that before. How do you like it? On your back?" "However you want. I've never done this, Burt. Take over." I didn't need to say much more because already working a fat finger covered with lube into mt butt hole. My friend Arna from high school told me all about her first time. She said it was the same kind of pain as if you pulled your earlobe really hard. His big finger was already causing me some discomfort, and he was breathing heavily as he worked deeper into my ass. I think he had two fingers up there by the time I took my third sniff from the bottle of poppers. Maybe three fingers. I felt open and free of worry. "Lift your knees up as close to your chest as you can. Good. Just like that. Now...get ready." His full weight was on me and I was thankful for the cushion beneath me. Burt's erection was poking all around my hole, trying to find the prize. He found it. DAMN! It hurt when he snaked it in, but I didn't complain at all. "Ahhh. Wow." "Damn, boy. You are so tight down there...it's like a fist is grabbing my cock. If you don't loosen up a little, I'm going to fucking cum too fast..." "Do it, Burt. Get me pregnant!" "You can't open a little? Just a little?" As much as I willed myself to relax, it wasn't happening. Burt was thrusting and sweating as his shadowy expression told me he was close to an orgasm. Was he about to infect me? he had to..or this "journey" was pointless. He went all the way to the end of my insides and groaned loudly. He was emptying his load into the center of me. "FUCK! I....I hope I didn't hurt you too bad." I answered him with a deep kiss and let him rest on top of me for a minute. We'd drawn a small crowd of guys in various stages of arousal. I can almost remember being shy and easily-embarrassed. They moved closer. As soon as Burt stood up, another dude was on top of me. I didn't agree to this, but I was in no position to fight back. I wondered if Burt would rescue me, but he seemed to not care. "Go ahead and get a piece of that...he's a mental case and probably high as hell." A total of seven guys fucked me as the night went on. The lanterns were losing power and the room got darker, but I still recognized the face of the slender guy fucking me...it was Gaetan. He did indeed have passion in his hips. "Thank you for doing this." He was confused. "Uh. My pleasure. Remember me when you get back." That was an odd thing to say, but I was in an odd world. Then all the lanterns finally died out and I was in blackness again. I felt used and abused, but it didn't matter. "He's awake. His eyelids are fluttering and he looked right at me for half a second." Mom. "Ross? How do you feel? Can you speak to me, honey?" I tried to open my mouth, but I felt completely dehydrated and unable to form words. "You're in the hospital. You had an episode with your heart, but it can be repaired with surgery. You'll be good as new after that." Well, that was good. "They have to wait to do the procedure until your fever comes down. Hospitals are so full of germs -- you never know what you're going to catch." "You have no idea," I thought.

No condoms here. If a bookstore trick insists I use one, before I'm done fucking I'll either pull it off or rip it. I can't reach orgasm if I know my load isn't actually shooting in my bottom's ass. I want his insides coated by MY load.

So, tonight was the second time I hooked up with this guy. He's 35 (I'm 56). He's 5'8", 145 lbs, brown hair, green eyes...fit, moderately hairy and handsome as fuck! (I'm 6' 3" 190 lbs, blond, blue). We met on BBRT. I advertise as Versatile...but, lately I've just been needing cock and seed in my ass. So, I was glad for a Top to respond. We met last week, hung out for a while in the hot tub and started making out. Talk about passionate! He's an amazing kisser, we both love our nips pinched, and the chemistry was electric. For about fifteen minutes, we made out, I had my legs wrapped around him, with his amazing bigger than average, uncut cock pressing against my hole. We moved inside and continued making out on the bed. I went down on him and he returned the favor. I started licking his ass and he started pushing his tongue into mine. Feeling his scruffy, handsome face pressing against my asshole brought tingles. I pushed him down on his back on the bed, and sat on his lap, aimed his cock straight up and slowly impaled myself with his rock cock. I started moving up and down and after a couple of minutes he pushed me back on my back, kept his cock inside me the whole time and then started kissing passionately while he guided his cock all the way into me. After a while he pulled partly out, leaving just the tip...and played with the tip of his cock and my hole....and then pushed in again...strongly, forcefully, but with kindness and passion. He wasn't trying to hurt me. He was enjoying this every bit as much as I was. He pulled my legs up over his shoulder, just like I told him I like (in an early text) and then passionately kissed me, biting my lip, forcing his tongue deep into my mouth and doing all he could to consume me. (And I, him...if the truth be told). Eventually, he said he was getting close. I said, "not yet." So, he slowed down...paced himself and kept going. And then said, "It will be fine when I come because I'll have a second load in me." Hell yea! Bring it on! So, he enthusiastically fucked me until he got close again, his breathing picked up, his eyes closed, he started to moan even louder and sure enough, he was flooding my guts with his spunk. And then he kept going! He kept himself inside me for the longest time. Eventually he laid back down and we made out some more. I sucked the cum off his cock and tweaked his nipples and then we made out some more. It didn't take long until he was rock hard again. So, I did what any self-respecting, cum whore would do, I sat down on his cock again. And, I just started to ride him....up, down, up down. His eyes got big, he smiled and it was clear...he was enjoying this. I leaned forward and kissed him and he started to buck his hips up, into me. We made out while he passionately took charge of my ass and used his rod as a tool to find those spots that made my eyes roll and my dick to get hard again. He started to stroke my cock while he pummeled my ass from underneath me. Slowly, his thrusts got harder, faster as he continued to stroke my cock. I warned him...I'm coming. He said, "yea...on my chest." And, with that, I sprayed my jizz all over his hairy pecs. With a few more thrusts, he was coming again, filling my bowels with even more of his seed. We eventually laid down next to each other and enjoyed that post coital togetherness of getting acquainted with someone who has just fucked your brains out. We agreed, we needed to do this again. We texted a couple times over the weekend. And, he said this week probably wouldn't be good to get together...but, he definitely wanted to do it again Was he being polite or blowing me off? Today, I texted him and asked if he was free tonight, after work. He said he had a commitment at 7. I looked at my calendar and realized I could escape work early, get home, get cleaned up and meet him at four...if that would work for him. I suggested it as an option. I was either going to be accommodating and make this happen, or call his bull shit. He responded that that would be a great window for us to get together. So, he showed up. We went straight to the bedroom and started making out. We slowly peeled pants, shirts and underwear off, never stopping from our passionate kissing. The connection felt like some sort of mega wattage going through us. We sucked each other, rimmed each other and reveled in the sensations. He, on his back, me sixty-nining him...first on his cock and he on mine...and then down to his pucker, pushing my tongue into his beautiful hidden eye. His tongue slid down my cock to my ass and I felt his tongue pushing up into my anus. He was making me squirm. But I didn't stop. I took all of that energy out on his ass at the same time, not pulling away. Eventually, we moved back to kissing and swapping spit, tongues and teeth. As he sat against the head board, I grabbed some lube, coated his cock and fingered my hole to get ready to sit on him. As I did, his eyes got big. He smiled and he let me slowly guide myself down onto his 8", uncut steel rod, wrapped only in this skin he was born with. He started to push up and from his back to make love to my ass. We kissed and made out some more, all the while his cock moving up and down, hitting my prostate and making me groan. We fucked like that for about ten minutes and he started to get that look in his eyes. He took charge...even from underneath me. He pummeled my ass faster, harder, faster, harder until he go that big grin, his eyes widened and he thrust up...pushing his jizz deep into my abdomen. We made out some more with his cock still in me., my hardon throbbing. We slowly pulled apart and he just looked at me, smiling as he stared into my eyes with a look that said, "thank you, that was awesome. May I have another?" I sucked the cum off his cock and we cuddled on the bed for a few minutes, allowing his steam to build up. In just a few minutes we were tweaking each others nipples, making out and feeling each other's rock hard erections. His foreskin moving up and down in my hand, while my tongue moved up and down in his mouth. We slowly repositioned ourselves so that his erection was pointing at my hole. I grabbed a little more lube and he began to push into me again. On my back, with my legs wrapped around him, he made it point to direct his thrusts deep, down, up against my prostate, back out, just around the opening....and, then deep, all the way in again. He knows what he's doing! All I could say was "that feels so good. Yes, don't stop. Right there. Yes. Oh yes!" He was having fun, controlling each movement, each thrust. I was working my ass to make the most of each thrust. Tight. Relax. Tight. Relax. All of a sudden, he came again. He started to laugh as his cock spurted his hot semen deep into me. He kept milking his cock on my ass, getting out every drop. And, he kept laughing. He said, "it's not really funny...but, wow, that one snuck up on me." I just told him to enjoy it. As he slowly allowed his cock to deflate, he pulled out and just looked at me with eyes of admiration and gratitude. And, then he went down me, taking my cock into his mouth. It felt so good to be consumed by his handsome face. He worked my cock and in a few minutes, I was warning him, "I'm gonna cum." He grunted, kept going and I let loose. As he kept sucking, my jizz flooded his mouth, my stomach and my cock ached with pleasure as I shot volley after volley into his hungry mouth. He kept sucking and my orgasm kept going. I thought I was going to explode! I started to laugh. I said, "I get it. It's a kind of unbridled joy to come with that kind of passion." He pulled off, smiled and just looked at me with that same adorable look. I pulled him down to lay next to me on the bed and we relaxed for a few minutes before he said he could use a soda. So, we got up and I got us each a Coke and we agreed we had enough time to enjoy the hot tub before he had to leave. I'm thinking this is gonna become a regular thing. It's definitely some of the hottest sex I've ever had.

Oh, I'm sure such covens exist - probably more than a hundred of them. And I'm sure they're having a lot of fun. "Breeding for S atan" seems to be the new "Fucking for Peace" But wouldn't it be even hotter if their demonic master actually joined in on the fun?!?

I agree with all the above. I suppose I would say if something happens and you get a cold or you cant have sex 24/7 what do you like? I am going to Barelin in May for the 3rd time and I love it. The sex is amazing, and it sounds as though you will fit in fine there. It is one of the cheaper places in Europe, as far as food and drink are concerned. It also has a lot of History and excellent Museums if you feel that way inclined and want the culture. Berlin is truly a sex city. It is, to me unbelievable how hot it is and it is a 24/7 city ,so even though the weekends are best, there are many places to be bred during the week. Many guys on here can tell you about their adventures. Go to regional Hookups and Europe /Berlin and there are some great stories. I am going to the Canary Islands in June as well. First time. Heard a lot of stories pretty excited.

Agree totally, love being in a group and having everyone there know that I'll let any of them fuck and breed my cunt or use my mouth. Love guys knowing I'm a cheat and easy fuck pig.

Not sure about that, but I do plan to make myself available to Cape Town tops to use and abuse, preferably on cam or in public. The last time I was in Cape Town, the bartender at the local leather bar made me blow him while he was serving customers. That was fun. ?

Cumunion is like Disneyland for slutty cumdumpster faggots like me. i really learned what i am and why i exist at those bareback parties.i was always a very slutty bareback whore but going there and taking 30,40 or more loads from anonymous strangers in a single night really showed me i was born to be a fuckslut and a public cumdumpster for any and all men that want to use a cumdump like me to get off.i love getting in the public sling blindfolded and take anonymous loads all night.but i also love taking loads on the darkroom fuckbench so i can blow guys while other men fuck me

Great story so far! I love where this is going. I like the dad in this story. My father used to fuck me, but he only whored me out to his poker buddies he owed money to or bar owners where he owed a tab he could not pay. I would have loved it if mine whored me out to drug dealers and others who would have paid - maybe he could have started a college fund for me and I could have avoided those student loans.

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Name: DaddyBoy Age: 52 H/W: 5'9", 200 Race/Cock: Latino, 7" cut text: 323 899 1155 In Long Beach Ca. a few blocks from the beach and the Belmont Pier. Expert hole, been told it feels like silk. AVAILABLE DURING THE DAY ONLY. Can host most days. Can travel local. I'm a Masculine brown skinned Latino, I work out and try to stay in shape, ride my bike along the beach. Salt & Pepper hair and goatee. BIG ROUND BOOTY. hairy+ No pnp

Sometimes I wait at the blue store of porn theater until I see a few guys going in and out a stall knowing their blowing loads Into some random slut just so I can feel a really slutty cummy ass on my cock. I love the smell of it. The feel. The warm wet slippery hole so hot on my cock. That shit really turns me on. I've decided I can only date another fuck pig. It's too hard not to. Like I'd want my boyfriend to know this fact about me and take a bunch of cum for me just so I have that experience of fucking my slutty boyfriends ass. I'd marry that guy.

Hey Lenin, this is Eliot from lower Manhattan. The last we chatted (maybe on Yahoo Messenger) I thinki you were moving to PA. I hope you're well. At any rate I'd love to hear from you some cloudy night. E l i o t hubhead@nyc.rr.com (212) 966-7803 [landline & voicemail] Sorry no cell so text isn't an option for me...

Part 4 As we headed out of town, Master allowed me to sit in the seat, buckled up for safety, but had me naked, my newly caged cock on full display. We drove in silence for a while. I wanted to ask some questions, but was smart enough to know better. Eventually Master spoke. " You are pleasing me very much so far boy. Only three small infractions so far. Not bad for a new slave. Your third infraction was at the shop when I had to tell you twice to get on your knees. You will learn to never hesitate when I give an order. I want you to know boy, I have no intention of inflicting permanent damage on you ever. I can be occasionally cruel, inflict pain, humiliate you, but you will never question or hesitate. You will only obey if you want to be my slave, or be punished or dismissed altogether." My heart sank at this tbought. "I am pleased that you've so far never questioned a load I've made you take. I told you last night I was clean and keep my boys clean. I've known all the men that have bred you very well. When I order you to take a strangers cock, it will be safe, but you will ALWAYS eat the load. A slave never wastes cum. Are we clear boy?" "Yes Sir." "Good. I have lived in this city for a long time. The leather community is really tight. We look out for each other like one gigantic family because even in the gay community, many look down on us. After this weekend, you will officially be part of the family, so don't disrespect it. Understand boy?" "Yes Sir. I never would shame or dishonour you." "Good boy, so you must have a question for me? Go ahead." I hesitated a moment before I asked. "Well Sir, you seem so amazing, but what happened to your other slaves?" "Good question boy. Various things. My last boy, well, he was going to college. I supported him in trade of being my 24/7 slave. His only responsibility beyond me was school. He achieved his Master's degree and moved on. It wasn't easy, but that's life. My slave before him decided after 4 months that it wasn't for him. So he broke it off. My slave before him had to leave to take care of his sick mother. He had served me for 3 years. You see boy, you're free to leave whenever you want. But as long as you stay, you will submit completely, obey every order, and always please me. I've dismissed slaves before because they had trouble with those 3 things." I just sat in silence while he conitinued. "Now, as part of your total obedience, I have no obligation to tell you where we're going. I tell you because you're new to this. We're going to see a couple thats held in VERY high esteem in the community. They have been together for years, are retired, quite well off and possess a very impressive dungeon. You will call them Master M and Master G, who has a beard. They have 3 slaves. Slave Alpha and Slave Beta have served them for many years. They are all your superiors. Slave Gamma, they call him Thing. He is probably the only slave around currently lower than you. I won't go into details about him now, you may not even see him. Thats all you need to know." We drove the rest of the way in silence. The trip took about an hour, and took us out to some very secluded properties. We pulled up to a large house that sat on several well wooded acres. As Master guided me out of the car, he snapped his fingers and I dropped to my hands and knees. He led me up to the front door and rang the bell. "Welcome Master F." One of the slaves said opening the door. "Good to see you. The Master's are already down stairs." We followed him to a door and a staircase. Master motioned me to stand and walked me down the stairs. I dropped to my hands and knees immediately at the bottom. Master guided me over to two older, but still hot men sitting in throne like chairs. "Present!" he ordered me. I instantly snapped into position. "Frank! How are you?" asked Master G, as the men stood and hugged. "So this is your new one? Not bad at all! You think he's a keeper?" "You bet I do! He's eager, a quick learner, and displays a real desire." I beamed with pride at Master's compliments. "He's taken 7 since last night, 2 from me, and eaten 2. He even took Big Ben. Of course he's tweaked as fuck, but..." The men all laughed at that. "And just 3 minor infractions." "Great!" said Master S. "Lets get him on the fuck bench and add another shard. Bill and Chris should be here any minute. I couldn't get a hold of Charlie." "Awesome!" Exclaimed Master. "That's at LEAST 4 more. Pretty impressive considering this has all been such short notice." "You know the guys Frank." Said Master G, when it comes to.breaking in a new slave, we do our best to pitch in. Sloppy seconds, thirds or more is one thing, but missing out on a slaves breaking in sucks!" The men laughed again as their slave led me to a bench and told me to climb aboard. I laid face down and was securely restrained and blindfolded. The plug was removed, a finger stuck in and the plug replaced. Something I was now well familiar with. Very shortly I heard more voices join in, greeting each other, congratulating Master on his new boy. Then I heard the discussion turn serious. "So Frank said he had 3 minor infractions." "Well he"s brand new." "It's still infractions. Teach them from the beginning." "True, if you let it slide, they don't learn." "So, 30 with the flogger?" "Sounds good. So who should do it?" "Well it's Franks boy, he sbould." The men grew silent and I shook. Then It hit me across the ass. I cried out in pain and shock. But there was no time to think. They came fast and hard. My ass felt like it was on fire. After about 10 or so, it felt less painful, almost pleasurable. As the last few hit me I was moaning, and my cock strained in it's cage. The pain turned me on and made me even hornier. The plug was pulled out of my ass and a mask filled with poppers was placed over my nose. A cock slammed deep and hard into my open hole and I let out a deep, gutteral moan. The next few hours were a complete blur. I was so high and had been fucked so much, I could barely tell what was happenening anymore. I'm pretty sure they would fuck me for a bit then switch cocks in my cunt. All I know is once the first Master slammed into me, I was fucked non-stop till everyone was satisfied. I could hear my ass make slurping sounds as it was pummeled relentlessly. I just relaxed and let the Master's pound my totally wet, loose slavehole. Not that I could have stopped them. Not that they would have cared. They were breaking in a new slave, and that's all that mattered to them. During this marathon fuck, I was presented with 3 different cocks to suck. The 2 house slaves, and I'm sure the other Master's brought a slave, unless I had to suck off Thing just to humiliate me. All I know is I gave all three the best suck job I could, since my mouth was the only hole I had any control over at this point. I couldn't even squeeze my ass muscles anymore. All I could do is let the Master's enjoy themselves as they busted wide open a new slave. Finally the last Master must have cum, because my hole was not immediately filled when the last cock pulled out, making a shlooping noise. The Master's examined my wrecked hole, commenting on what a pretty rosebud it was, especially with cum dripping out. I could see flashes going off as pictures were taken. I'm sure they had well documented the entire session. Then I felt a plug going in, securely locking all the Master's cum inside me. It was bigger than my previous plug, yet I could barely feel it at this point. Hell, I probably wouldn't even feel Big Ben at this point, I was so high and fucked wide open. I was worried my hole would never be normal again. One of the slaves untied me and removed the blindfold, helping me off the bench as Master ordered to present to the slaves and thank them, then the Masters. I assumed the position, thanking each slave for their cum. Then I crawled and presented to the Master's. Before I could speak Master said, "We're going to play a little game first, boy. You see, you took 5 more loads this afternoon, but I didn't fuck you. That means 1 Master came twice. You will open your mouth and each Master will put his cock in to.be.cleaned off. Then after you have given your thanks, you will try to guess which Master came twice. If you're wrong it's 15 lashes. Guess wrong twice, 30. 3 wrong, 60. Go." I opened my mouth and Master G put his cock in, which I quickly cleaned all the juices off of. Then the other 3 Masters followed. Then I thanked each Master for giving me their cum. "So boy, which Master?" my Master asked. I thought hard for a moment. Master's M. and G. were in their late 60's, probably harder for them to cum twice, but not impossible I supposed. Master's B and C looked to be in their late 30's, and obviously worked out. From here it was a wild guess. "Um....Master B, Sir?" I guessed. All the Master's expressed their disappointment because I had guessed right. They had wanted to see me abused more. "Well men, fairs, fair." said my Master. " But I DIDI tell him I could be cruel! You came twice Bill. You deserve a reward!" The Master's cheered. "60 free lashes! Boy, turn around and stick that ass in the air." I reluctantly obeyed but didn't dare hesitate and shame my Master. The flogging came swift and hard. But damn if it didn't make my cock hard again. I was really digging getting whipped! At about the 20th stroke I started to pleasurably moan. Each hit elicited a louder and louder response from me. By 40 I had instinctively raised my ass higher, saying yes after each fresh strike. By the time Master B. was done, I was begging him for more. The Master's laughed. "Looks like you've got a little pain pig on your hands Frank." laughed Master B. Guess you have to find another punishment. This is more of a reward. Look how much his cock leaked on the floor." "Yea, I guess so. Lick that up boy!" Master ordered. I licked up my cock juice and was taken upstairs. I was led to the car by another slave as the Master's said their goodbye's. As we drove away, Master asked me how my hole felt now that 10 different cocks had fucked me in less than 24 hours. "Honestly, I don't really feel it right now Sir. I mean, I can tell there is a bigger plug in it, but it doesn't hurt." "Oh it will boy, trust me. Your hole is in fine shape, there's been no blood. But once you come down from being high....it will be sore." Master laughed. "Remember when I told you I would fuck you so much this weekend you wouldn't be able to walk tues? You will note I never said it would only be my cock. I haven't fucked you yet today, and Travis our waiter hasn't fucked you yet. Theres 2 more this eve. And he possibly might find a couple more. And then we still have tomorrow boy. If I can't rustle up some tops tomorrow, then I will turn in my Leather Master card! You begged for this boy. You begged to be my slave. Are you still sure boy? Remember, I know a lot of people." "Bring it Sir! Please!" I smiled at him as I ground my welted ass into the seat, pushing the plug against my prostate while my tina dick strained in it's cage.

:)Me for sure. I am bi and married for a long time now. Love being a bottom cum dump and take all I can get in me and definitely want it BB. My biggest problem is wife who is totally straight assed and doesn't know about my other side and wouild kill if she knew. LOL Cause a lot of problems anyway. Love to get loads in my ass and would take several daily if I could.