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PART 2 I had no idea what to do. I was naked, seated on the edge of a stranger's bed, and we were watching a gay porn, a gay porn where a young guy was slobbering all over a guy's cock. My six inch cock was rock hard, but next to me was an almost rock hard man dick. I marveled at how such a thin guy had such a huge fat cock. It had to be at least eight and a half inches. As if sensing it, or maybe he was just staring at me staring at his cock, he commented "I like that you can’t stop looking at my cock. You must be hungry. Have you been with many guys?” I just figured honesty was best and I wasn’t exactly fooling anyone into thinking I was 'Mr. Experience', so I told the truth. "I've..., I've gone to a bookstore a few times and done stuff.” I was super embarrassed to admit it, but he looked at me and smiled, responding "Good for you. Bookstore booths can be hot. Did you just let guys suck you or has Chris learned to get his knees dirty?” "At first, I got sucked but I kind of like, I kind of like to suck more than get sucked.” There, I had admitted it. "And what about fucking? Anyone get that butt yet?” he asked. "I tried it twice. It was good, but it kind of hurts, and well, it seems like... condoms aren’t very slippery it feels like.” He looked at me thoughtfully and asked "So, each of the guys who fucked your ass used a condom? But not when you were sucking, right? I imagine you took each man's load in your mouth, didn’t you?” “I only tried fucking twice and yes, each guy used a condom. And yes, you're also right, when I suck I don’t ever use a condom. Oh, and yeah, the guys always just cum in my mouth. I don’t mind though.” There, I had admitted that too. I liked sucking cock and tasting cum. “Well Chris, I am proud of you for being so open with me and for going out and finding what you like. Do you want to know what I like and what I have done?” I nodded. “I've done most everything, I think, so if you have a question, just ask. But when it comes to fucking and sucking and having man sex, I like it all. But most of the time, I am the one getting sucked more than the one sucking. And most of the time I am the one licking a guy's asshole instead of him licking mine. And I am always the one, these days, that fills a hot manhole instead of having a cock deep up in me. And I have a secret trick for fucking that makes it real slippery and the bottoms always love it. In my book it's the only way to fuck. Can you guess what it is?” I shrugged, having no idea. "Well, let's put it this way: the problem with the way you’ve been fucking is that you used condoms. I never do.”

Part 1 Yeah, I knew I was gay. I was only 18, and still in high school, but I had fooled around with a few guys. This was early 1990’s. My experiences had been quick and anonymous at the adult bookstore. The first couple times I just let a guy suck me in the video booths, but after several sessions I also found myself on my knees, blowing guys. I had gotten fucked exactly twice and both times it had hurt and both sessions were totally safe as both guys used a condom. I was, at that time, the total surfer twink, at 5’ 10” and 170 pounds, dark blonde hair and surfer tan. I was also totally not out. And still coming to terms with the fact that I not only liked guys, but that I was definitely more interested in the pleasing side of things versus sitting back and being pleased. But the bookstore was really hit and miss, and I was somewhat picky. My usual target was white guys in their late 30’s or 40’s. And that was really all I liked. Guys my age didn’t interest me really. So there I was, 18 and about to graduate high school and sneaking off to the adult bookstore when I just couldn’t take it anymore and either getting sucked or sucking guys. And I could still count my gay sex experiences with both hands at that point. My parents were divorced and I lived with my mom, who by then was either at work or at her boyfriends place. I had a lot of time to myself. We lived in a big apartment complex and I had to walk past a couple of buildings to get to our place from the parking lot. It was during one of those walks from the parking lot that spring of my senior year that I met Tom. I had kind of noticed him, even though he was pretty new to the complex. One, I had to walk past his patio and front door and two, Tom was hot. He was maybe 40 (turned out to be 44) and tall, 6’ 2”, but he was thin. I doubt he weighed more than me at 170. His hair was graying and cut very short. Our neighborhood was not gay Mecca, so I figured he was straight, probably some guy getting divorced. Anyways, I was waking up the path after getting off of my after school job and it was just getting dark. I knew my mom wouldn’t be home, but that was fine and I was used to making myself dinner. I saw him ahead of time on his patio so I wasn’t spooked, but I was surprised when he raised a hand and called out "Hey there, neighbor. I was standing here hoping a young strong guy would walk by." Slightly unsure how to respond I gave a light laugh, whereupon he continued "My name is Tom. I just moved in here a few weeks ago and I bought a new TV and need to move the old one upstairs but it’s really a two man job. Any chance I could talk you into giving me a hand?” Like I said, I already thought the guy was hot and, well, he was wearing a rather revealing a v neck t-shirt and gym shorts. Besides, it just seemed polite to help so I finally replied "Hi nice to meet you Tom. I’m Chris. I just live down the way, and yeah, I can help.” Smiling, he replied "Great, thanks. Come around the front door and I’ll let you in.” I walked in and my naive gaydar went off a little, but then I asked myself 'What do you know?' What was clear, however, is that the house was far from being slobbish. His furniture was tasteful and several cool, well-mounted, framed black and white photos hung on the walls. The TV of which Tom had spoken was prominently located in the living room, positioned on the floor. The new TV was in the prime position on Tom's entertainment center. “I really appreciate this. I just want to get it into my play... into the other bedroom, the first one at the top.” Most of the units in our development were the say layout, so I knew the room of which he was speaking was, in my house, my bedroom, so I knew what to expect. Tom led the way, hefting up his end of the TV, and I took-up my end, and we rather clumsily made our way up the staircase. As we began the turn into the bedroom doorway Tom grunted "Let's put it on the long desk up against the wall, ok?” It wasn’t til we set it down that I looked around and realized the purpose of the room, and why Tom had initially begun to use the word 'playroom' in identifying the room. Now, my experiences might have been slight, and I had certainly never been in a room built just for sex, but I was in one now. A bed on one wall, with the big desk which contained a TV, a DVD player, and a VCR on the opposing wall. The third wall was all mirror closets. And in the corner was something that took a naive 18 year old a second to figure out: a sling. In the most remote corner I couldn't help but notice a camcorder on a tripod. I think he noticed my shock and offered a light joke "Well, doesn’t everyone have a sex room?” He paused and then added more quietly, “Well, every gay man anyway.” He stared right at me when he said that. And while I was 95 percent sure before he said that, I knew now I was standing in Tom’s gay sex room. “Do you like it?” he asked. My heart was beating 1000 miles an hour when I replied "I like it a lot.” He looked at me a long time. “Chris right? Chris, how um, how old are you?” “I just turned 18 in January,” I replied. This was totally different than a two minute blowjob in the dark. This guy was my neighbor. “Chris, I’m not the only gay man in the room right now am I?" he asked quietly. I shook my head. "I was just gonna make sure the TV works right. Want to watch a video with me?” I again just nodded. “One thing though, one of the few rules of my room, clothes are definitely not allowed.” With that he stripped down. Holy shit. He was naked in front of me, and half hard. And his cock was amazing. I nervously stripped down. I was hard as a rock and tried to hide it. He patted the bed and motioned me to sit. “Don’t ever hide that from me here Chris. This is a place where we celebrate man sex.” He grabbed a remote and hit play and settled back onto the bed next to me. I couldn’t help staring at him and he seemed to want me to. I was so nervous still but could feel myself starting to lose control. The nerves were fading into want. I had never been in a guy's place before like this and had never had sex outside the bookstores, where it was all about rushing through as quickly as one could. Tom seemed in no hurry. As I watched him wrap his hand around his thick cock and slowly stroke himself, I thought 'Whatever happens will be fine and it’s nothing you haven’t done before at the bookstore'. I had no idea. I was 18. No one had shown me yet. Tom would. I just didn’t know it yet.

I didn’t set out to take multiple loads, or even to get into an anon scene. I had been chatting with a handful of guys on BBRTS Sunday, my first day in SF, and nothing really panned out (a lot of “how long are you here for?”). Monday morning I got up, checked messages, and was getting ready to head out for some meetings. One of the guys hit me up again saying how horny he was, and that he was only 10 minutes away. I figured I’d see if he actually showed, so I gave him the hotel and room number. He was fascinated by my profile ass pic, and asked if I could be in that position when he arrived. I offered to be ass up on the bed, door ajar, and he could just come right in. He was clearly into that scene. I was chatting with a couple other guys while I waited to see if the first showed. Sure enough, 10 minutes later, I”m naked on all fours with my ass facing the door. The bolt lock makes for a nice block to keep the door ajar. I heard him come in and start undressing right away. His hands were immediately on my ass. I left some silicon lube on the bed beside me. He took it and I heard him pumping the bottle. I took a nice hit of poppers while he started lining his cock up with my hole. He slid in nice and even, letting my hole wrap around his long dick. “Fuuuuck that’s warm and tight,” he said. He started a nice rythm pumping my hole. He was totally turned on, and I was feeling turned on by his energy and the fact I couldn’t see him. His anon cock felt great, and he was plugging away inside me. He grabbed my hips and was pumping, picking up a little speed as he went. I heard his breathing change, and it sounded like he was holding his breath for a few seconds at a time. “Oh yeah,” he finally said, and I knew from the rythm change that he was unloading in me. He left a couple minutes later, patting my ass, me still on all fours, wanting to cling to the anonymity of the scene. A second guy was asking to come buy. A burly bear with shaved head and goatee. He asked if I had a load in me, and i said yes. That seemed to push him over the edge and he walked over from his office building up the street. Again I left the door ajar, and was on all fours when he arrived. I love the anticipation of hearing the guy strip, unseen behind me, and then feeling his hands on my ass. This guy started fingering my hole, using the lube from the first guy to ease his fingers inside. `He didn’t wait to slide his cock inside. He was more verbal than the first, asking how his dick felt in my cummyhole. We were both grunting as he pounded my ass, more forcefully than the first guy. He was clearly here to get off. His burly body slammed into my ass over and over, and he finally told me I was getting his load. He unleashed inside, patted my ass, and left a minute later. I was feeling slutty now, and totallly turned on by the anon loads. I went back on BBRTS and chatted a bit more. I decided to post an ad for the hour, and see what happened. Another guy wanted to come by, and I agreed. He was much faster at cumming than the other two, though for me it was really about having my hole used by a third stranger. After he left his load in me, I scrolled through a few messages. One was particularly mysterious and alluring. No face pic, and not much info. His message was simply that he wanted to breed my hole. He appeared to be fairly close. His cock pic was beautiful, and a bit intimidating. It was long and thick looking. He wanted totally anon cumdump scene. Sure, why not at this point? So I gave him the room number. He came in wordlessly. I heard him undo his belt, and push down his pants. He picked up the bottle of lube and I heard it pumping out the slick liquid. While I’d seen pics of the three guys earlier, this guy was a total enigma. He was simply a series of sounds behind me, and then I felt the head of his cock pushing up into my hole. Still, he said nothing. My hole stretched wide, and I yelped. He didn’t seem concerned. His cock pushed my hole open, and I gasped at the size inside me. Long deep strokes were pushing me deeper into the bed, and he was fucking for his own pleasure. I started grunting and groaning, totally turned on by this mysterious fucker. I felt my hole expand and contract around his raw cock as he slipped in and out,His hands moved to my shoulders, and he was pulling me backward and he thrust forward. I couldn’t wait for it. “Fuck yeah! Breed my ass!” Still he pounded me without a word, keeping his strokes long and deep, and all I could do was take it. Without warning he grunted, this thrusts going deep, holding there a moment, and then thrusting deep again. He pushed his weight on me, and thrust over and over again, each one lingering longer inside me. Finally he held himself inside, panting, growling lowly a bit. He stayed there for a couple minutes, and I was just relishing the size of his cock filling me. He slowly pulled out, and I felt my hole cling to his head before releasing it with a wired pop sound. I could feel some of his cum cripple down my balls, pulled out with his cock. His slapped his cock, still hard, against my ass a few times, and wiped it off against my ass cheeks and balls. He dressed wordlessly and then I heard the door close. I was spent after that last fuck. I rolled onto my back and stoked myself slowly, relishing the feeling of the pounding I’d just taken, and thinking about the 4 loads from total strangers that were filling my ass. It’s inspired me to head out and be slutty at one of the sex clubs. Let me know if you enjoyed hearing about my cumdump morning by leaving a message or clicking the blue heart below.

Here we go, boys. More . ====================== Part 7 Dean sped up pounding Daddy’s ass, while talking a stream of filth. “You fucking whore faggot, you think you’re a top. You can’t wait for my cock to rape your hairy fucking cumdump. Begging for loads like a nasty little $2 whore. Like your son. Never seen such a nasty little faggot begging for loads. Now I know who taught him to be such a pig.” And on and on. All the while, pounding Daddy’s ass full of his long, fat, cut cock. Daddy was reduced to moaning gibberish, and trying to keep his cock inside Chris’ sloppy hole. Chris was desperate to keep Daddy’s cock inside him, so his greedy cunt would stay filled. So they held onto each other while Dean raped my Daddy. I was so turned on watching it happen, while my own cunt was filled with an enormous fat dick. Dean kept up the filth coming out of his mouth, calling Daddy a faggot whore and a dirty cumdump, while he pounded Daddy’s hole incredibly hard. Finally, with a shudder and a loud moan, I could see his nuts contracting and could tell that Dean was pumping Daddy full of a huge load of sticky sperm. Just like the one he had dumped into me. Daddy moaned, begging Dean to breed him. “Fuck Dean, I can’t ever say no to your load. Breed my fucking whore dump. Rape me full of your sperm. Turn me into your fucking bitch.” Dean just laughed and said “I already did, Mike. Boy turns into Daddy and rapes Daddy into submission.” Daddy laughed, turned and pulled Dean in to kiss him hard. Chris just moaned and said “Daddy Mike, will you breed me now, please?” I looked over and he was doing his best begging puppy dog imitation. Daddy laughed and started to pound Chris again, while a dribble of Dean’s jizz rolled out of Daddy’s cunt. Dean licked it up and fed it back to Daddy. Jack, the black dude who was raping me started to speed up and said “Fuck that was hot. Nasty fucking cumdump family. Fucking little faggot, you ready for another load of sperm? Tell me what you want!” “Fuck yeah, rape me full of that cum. Give me that fucking sperm load. I can’t get enough jizz inside me. I’m just a fucking whore for cum. Breed me motherfucker!” He pounded his cock a final time all the way inside my cumdump and I could feel his dick throbbing inside me. Using me to get off like I was a Fleshlight. Using me as a fuck hole. Using me to dump his load into. Knocking me up. Not a person, just a hole for cock and cum.. Just like Daddy raised me to be. Jack pulled his cock out of my gaping dumpster and immediately shoved a fat plug in so I wouldn’t lose any of the cum. I moaned like a whore and he rolled off me. Daddy sped up and I could see he was finally giving Chris the load of jizz that he’d been begging for. Daddy turned to me and said “you all plugged up, son? Good. Don’t wanna lose any of that jizz. Let’s get dressed and go. I still have a surprise for you.” We said our goodbyes to the other guys, got dressed and headed out. I couldn’t wait to find out what Daddy had in store for me. I was high as fuck and my cunt was still incredibly hungry for cock and cum.

Part 7; The 3 of us had tourniquets put on, and using 3 different syringes/needles drew blood from one another. Then a 1/3 from each syringe was put into 3 new syringes, making 3 lots of a triple DNA cocktail. Still on all 4's, we got the twink propped against the wall, still with the Gask Mask Funnel Hood on, and Rose-Plug in place. Tom being Tom and his twisted mind, having just put a tourniquet on him, now with a marker pen, wrote on the twinks arm; 'Demon DNA here', with an arrow pointing upwards. I first got jabbed, with about 1/4 of a syringe full. Next up came Tom, he also got a similar amount. Malcolm was more than happy to donate, but he wasn't up for being 'slammed'. Fair enough. As the needle approached the twinks arm, he put his opposite hand inside the rubber jock I put on him at the beginning of the evening and started playing with himself. In it went. We all watched the plunger depress as the remaining 1/2 of that syringe load went in. Malcolm took one of the remaining 2 syringes, and squirted about half into the Gask Mask Funnel Hood, then took another large piss. That beautiful forced gulping sound soon ensued, and the lil twink had got a hard on and was now wanking. Malcolm pushed his hand away from the rubber jock, and placed the twink in the sling, restrained his wrists and ankles, removed the Funnel Hood, took out the Rose-Plug, quickly unzipped, and started slapping his semi erect Dick against the now well weathered hole. I knelt down sideways to the sling, inches away from dick and cunt. As per, he milked his perineum, and I got a close up of rank pus oozing out. In he went, sliding in deep. I stood up to see Tom attaching nipple clamps to the twinks so far neglected nipples. Malcolm wasted no time and was fucking hard and fast. As he got pounded the twink looked up at Malcolm, whose face he did not know, as he had only seen him with the mask on. That was HOT to watch. Malcolm started breathing heavily and grunting. His grunts got louder and louder and we could tell he had started unloading as with each of his final handful of grunts he slammed in hard. He zipped up and left the room. 'Keith, we are out of Fist Gel'. I'm not surprised. Off I went to make a new batch. ******* Do you want a Part 8?

Part 50 - Happy New Years 1 “Mark, are we doing anything for New Years Eve or are we going to stick around here and play bingo?” Joe asked. Mark laughed and said “Well… I’ve been invited to a party. They said it would be OK to bring you guys along, but I didn’t know if you’d be interested.” “Why do you think we wouldn’t want to go?” Joe asked inquisitively. “Sometimes its an older crowd so I wasn’t sure how you felt about that kind of group for a New Years Eve bash” Mark replied. “It all depends. Is this just a drink, eat and dance party? And how old is old? Are we talking about everyone else being in their 60s and 70s?” asked Joe. “These guys have monthly parties and I’ve been to a few. I didn’t go to the New Years party last year, so I don’t know what that’s like, but usually they have a mixer to start with and after the bell rings midnight it turns into an orgy. The guys range in age from barely legal to 70’s. The parties can be fun, it just depends on the people that night. There’s also the apartment complex party. I’ve been to one of those and it was fun. Joe looked at Kyle and grinned. “Of course this year you’d be bringing more than your smile to the party here” Joe said back. “Yeah, that’s true. I haven’t fucked anyone here since I got pozzed” Mark replied. “Too close to home? Afraid they’ll give you trouble?” Joe asked. “Yeah, don’t really want to chance it” Mark replied after a few seconds. “OK, that rules out the apartment party then” Kyle said. “Let me ping a friend of mine and see what the other party was like last year” Mark said. “Cool. We could still go to the party here and just not fuck any more of your neighbors” Joe said with a grin. Mark was tapping out a message on his phone when he stopped. “Any MORE?” he asked. Joe and Kyle told him about their meeting in the hot tub and Mark just shook his head. “At least they don’t know that I’m your brother and they knew you were charged up before you fucked them” he said. Mark finished the message and hit send. A short while later Joe’s phone buzzed. He read the message from Greg that said “u mad at me?” Joe really didn’t know how to respond. He didn’t want to do anything to jeopardize the job offer, but he needed Greg to know that the extent of their relationship was casual sex. He typed back “No” and hoped the discussion would end. When a message came back he knew he wouldn’t be that lucky and he read it “OK. Just hadn’t heard back from u.” “Maybe now the discussion will be over” Joe thought. His phone buzzed again and he picked it up, fearing another message from Greg. It was from Raphi and it said “Hi.” Joe responded “hi. sup?” “wondered when u were going home & if we could fuk again” Raphi asked. Joe chuckled. He replied “going back the 2nd. maybe we can fuck, not sure when.” Joe started thinking and after several minutes of silence asked Mark “Who can go to the New Years party here?” “Uh, anyone really. It’s BYOB and everyone is supposed to bring an appetizer. One of the tenants is going to DJ. Last year people would hang and hookup and go back to their apartments to fuck then come back to the party. Why?” “I was just thinking we could invite a few people and maybe have our own group to fuck with. That way we don’t knock up your entire building” Joe said and then laughed. “Hmmm, that sounds interesting. Are you thinking of anyone in particular?” Mark asked. “Yeah, I am. Do you know if Paul, Dan or any of the other guys that we met the night we arrived might be free?” asked Joe. “I can check. Are you looking for poz guys?” Mark said as he pulled out his phone and started sending messages. Joe nodded and did the same with a couple people. He hesitated and sent a third message and then crossed his fingers. Eric walked in the front door and laughed. “I hope you guys aren’t texting each other from 6 feet away” he said. “We’re not that bad. Just trying to set up a little fun for New Years Eve. I’m not sure what Joe is planning but I’m sure it has something to do with sex” Mark said. “Oh? Do tell” Eric said. “There’s a couple guys from the place I took the job offer that want to convert. So, I thought if we were going to a party and Mark doesn’t want to poz all your neighbors, we could bring in neg guys to knock up” Joe explained. “I like your thinking. Do you have room for one more neg guy?” Eric asked. “We don’t have any confirmed yet, so sure. Who?” Joe asked. “The only neg guy left in my office. Kai told me a few days ago that he wants to do it” Eric said. Joe’s phone buzzed and he read Raphi’s message. “Got one” Joe announced. The guys spent the next hour trading messages. “We have two and a maybe for the neg guys and seven for the poz guys. That should be good enough to get a result.” Mark sent off a message to the guy organizing the party and asked what to bring as an appetizer and was told anything but chips, dips and salsa. He wandered into the kitchen and looked around and sliced up a block of cheese and some deli meats and put a small bowl of olives in the center. “OK, our appetizer is ready” Mark announced and nobody made a response. “So, who are these neg boys you have lined up?” Mark asked Joe. “We have two confirmed and one maybe. One of the confirmed guys is Eric’s guy from work and the other is a guy I met at my interview and then at a hookup the other day. He’’s chasing. The maybe is actually a couple. One of them is chasing and he wants to keep it quiet from his boyfriend. He said he would let me know in about an hour if they can make it. If he does, we’ll have to sneak away and breed him quietly while someone else distracts his boyfriend. Oh, and he’s going to be my boss, too” Joe said. “Be careful there. You don’t want to have it bite you in the ass later” Mark said. “Yeah, I know. He wants revenge on his boyfriend who has been cheating on him” Joe explained. They laid around that afternoon resting until the party. As they were finishing up their showers, there was a knock at the door and the first person to arrive was Raphi. Joe opened the door and invited him in. Just as Raphi and Joe got to the center of the living room, Mark walked out of his bedroom naked. “Did I hear someone at the door” he said and stopped dead when he saw Raphi standing there with his mouth open looking at Mark’s unclothed body. “Well, hello there” Mark said. “Mark this is Raphi, Raphi this is my brother Mark” Joe said. “Joe, you didn’t say that the guy you invited was so cute. I may not let him go down to the party and let the vultures see him” Mark said. “Hehe, his hole would be wrecked by the time the rest of us would have a chance at him” Joe replied. “You say that like its a bad thing. I thought he wanted what we have” Mark said while his cock started to rise. Raphi looked at Mark, smiling, and said “I can’t wait to feel that cock inside me.” Mark grabbed Raphi and pulled him behind the couch turning him around, unbuttoning and unzipping his jeans in one quick move. Mark pushed Raphi over the back of the couch and rubbed his cock over Raphi’s tight ass. Precum dripped from Mark’s cock and he leaned down and spit on to the tight hole and stood up, dragging his cock along the crack until the head met Raphi’s hole. Mark grabbed Raphi’s hips and drove his cock in slowly. Once past the sphincter, the anguish in Raphi’s moans faded and Mark started to pound harder. Joe dropped his pants and stepped out of them. He stroked his cock the rest of the way to full hardness and watched his brother fuck Raphi. Kyle walked out of the spare bedroom and watched Mark fuck the stranger and pulled his underwear off. A few quick strokes and his cock was dripping toxic precum on the floor. “I guess we’re going to have a warmup before the party, huh?” Kyle asked. Mark planted his cock in deep and growled as his charged load flooded Raphi’s ass. “I hope you were looking for a poz load, cuz you got one in you now” Mark said after the last pulses stopped. Kyle was walking towards Raphi’s ass and Mark moved aside. Without an introduction, Kyle shoved his cock into Raphi’s cum soaked hole. “Oh fuck yeah” Raphi grunted as another cock entered his fuckhole. Kyle remembered Mark’s first fuck with him and tried to follow it step by step. The only difference was that Kyle wasn’t lucky enough to have a poz load lubing his ass up when Mark had pounded and bred him in the storage room. Kyle held Raphi’s body and hammered his hole, both of them grunting on each thrust. He dug his cock in several directions, feeling the piercing tug and drag as he fucked. His balls began to boil and it was time for him to add his bug to Raphi’s neg cunt. He held his cock in all the way as his cock throbbed and pumped it’s infected seed inside to mix with Mark’s. Joe finally got his chance to fuck his future co-worker and he didn’t last long. He was so turned on watching Mark and Kyle breed Raphi, that it was only a few minutes of fast pounding before he was shooting his load into Raphi’s doomed hole. Just as he was pulling his cock out, the door opened and in walked Eric with his friend Kai. “Damn, you couldn’t wait until I got back?” Eric said. Joe saw the shocked look on Kai’s face who was probably not expecting to walk in on 3 naked guys and another bent over the couch with his shirt on and pants around his ankles.

Fucked two 23 year old guys within the past few days. Both from Grindr. 1) short (5'6") latino twink boy that lives an hour away. Through broken English, he said that he had come to town to make a car payment and go to the mall. Hot little ass. Started off with him riding me, but then pushed him over and finished missionary. This was the second time I bred him, but it had been about 6-7 months. Hope he'll be back in town more often this summer. 2) white fit/jock type guy from about a mile away. I had messaged him several times over the last couple years but he never followed through, but this time the extent of our conversation was essentially: me: wanna fuck him: yeah, now? me: sure him: address? He came over, found me naked in bed (my usual scene), and stripped down and got on the bed to start sucking me...pretty quickly transitioned to sitting on my cock, and then just like the Latino I got him into missionary for a few and then into doggy until I bred him. Both guys were pretty much "arrive, strip, suck, fuck, cum, leave" quick hookups...but that was fine with me.

Part 5; Re-entered the play room, I placed a large vinyl play sheet on the floor. Perching on a stool in front of the sling I took out the Rosebud plug (time for a real Rose), and liberally lubed up my Bare hand and forearm with the fisting gel I had made earlier. A combination of PnP, entry a few inches past my wrist was very easy! Starting with fingers and thumb forming a beak shape I twisted and turned, building up to mid forearm. Pulling out I changed hand shape to a proper fist, and carried on as before. Then changed to alternating between slow punch fisting (left to right to left hand and so forth) to clasping both hands together and going in up to both wrists. Alternating between all of the above we played like this for a good hour. The boys hole was now beautifully gaping. During play I could see his rose eager to bloom, so assisting I pulled back his inflamed puffy lips around and behind his rose, licking and sucking on his bloom. I heard some noise downstairs. Tom must have arrived. Being very close trusting friends he obviously has a key. I carried on playing with the boys cunt. After a while I heard footsteps. Looking up there were two people at the play room doorway. Tom, who was completely naked with the exception of his moustache, army boots, a Leather executioner hood, and a red hanky around his neck. Accessorizing with his long term PA which today sported a large spiked gauge'. Plus he was holding onto a dish washing brush. The second figure, none other than our skinhead friend Malcolm, fully clothed in his usual gear; Braces, 20 Hole Boots, etc, with Heineken in one hand, gas mask in the other. He is in his early 30s, broad and stocky, and is part of the bug club. He had been diagnosed about 4 years ago, and had never taken Medz. Apparently his last viral load saw an increase from 73k to 226k. His specialist had recommended he start treatment, but, he wasn't ready for that yet. I could see through Toms eye pieces from his executioners hood that his eyes were looking yellow. I had not seen him naked either for several months, and he had several new KS lesions, and like me had also lost a lot of muscle mass. His bones were very prominent. I was actually pleased he was re-starting treatment next week. Tom walked over, lubed up both hands are forearms, which I took as my cue to get off the stool. He took my place and got to play. Malcolm unzipped his jeans, and along with his lager plonked himself against the wall on the rubbered up mattress, stroking. I sat next to him and couldn't help but notice he was oozing a creamy gunk from his Dick. I knew what that was. I mouthed to him; 'Gonnorhoea'. Affirmative with a nod. Jesus, this room was now a plethora of active infections. The audible silence was eventually broken with Tom speaking; 'When I say 'push', you push like you are having a shit, and hold it there'. Instinctively, the boy went to remove his blindfold. I got up and stopped him, and restrained his wrists, and attached a ball-gag in his mouth. Tom started punch fisting the boy hard and fast, audibly counting to 10. He got to 10... 'Push'. The boy did as he was told, to reveal a huge big juicy rose. Tom reached for the dish washer brush and vigorously brushed this beautiful juicy flower. He then stood up, took the tip of his Dick and using his spiked PA started stabbing the boys gaping cunt. Then he plunged in, and started fucking, no mercy. He might have been rather unwell, but he still showed signs of his usual insane stamina. Malcolm went to get another lager, taking his gas mask with him. Now it was time for the boy to become more aware of who was there. I took his blindfold off, and sat against the wall. I started stroking, getting really turned on by seeing Tom ploughing the now very loose cunt of this sweet twink, and seeing his pale wasted ass (his asshole was no longer hidden by flesh). Part 6 to follow...

.This is my fantasy journey into bug chasing and eventually being a poz cumdump. Message me if you like what you read and want to talk more... I've been locked in chastity for the past 6 months, the only relief I have is from getting fucked and from the e-stim or fuck-machine sessions I have every Sunday. Every Sunday I'm tied up to a stretcher bar, ass-up face-down, and spend 1 hour exactly either hooked to an e-stim butt plug or a fuck machine with a 10" dildo. No matter if I cum or not, I only get that hour every week. That, or someone's hard cock fucking me. My friend that's got me locked up likes to pimp me out at the bathhouse. He takes me and parades me around with nothing by my tiny male chastity on, eventually winding up in the darkroom, where he puts me in the sling and rounds up guys to fuck me. When he feels that I'm done, he pushes me onto the ground and tells me to lick up all the cum under the sling since a real man's cum should never go to waste. My pozzing party is going to be intense and I'm scared. It's going to be a no loads refused party. He says he's going to create a Craigslist ad, and round up anyone he can find to dump in me, that by the time we're done, there won't be a pair of blue balls in town or room for another drop of cum in my hole. After every fuck, I'm to clean the cock with my mouth and worship it while thanking the man for bothering to give a cumdump like me his load. Sometimes the guys will piss in my pussy after they cum in it. When that happens, it'll be my job to push out the cum and piss inside me at the time into a dog bowl and drink it in front of everyone. After the party, I imagine playing with my bruised and cummy hole, still without relief due to my chastity device.

I had just been diagnosed HIV poz and learned my viral load was excessive. Anyone taking an unprotected load was sure to be converted. I was 51 and had a few younger lads with whom I regularly played, lads who were into Daddies. One of the lads was a a fairly shy somewhat nerdy dark haired slight lad who went by the nickname of 'Tiger'. At least that's the nickname he shared with me. We had been playing games for about a year or so, and had always barebacked. He was good at triggering my buttons and, as a consequence, he always went home with more than one load inserted deep in his guts. I hadn't told him yet about the issue about status as I had gotten the results only a couple of days before our next session. Thinking it over, I decided it was best to give Tiger the news face-to-face. I also picked-up some condoms - just in case he still wanted to get fucked. When he walked in the door I gave him a hug, explaining we needed to chat. With that I got the two of us a drink, led him into my bedroom, and taking him into my arms I began saying "Well Tiger, things are gonna be a bit different today and for a while. 'Cause I just leaned I'm HIV poz. It's okay," I added, continuing "I'm fine, I don't need counselling or hugs. To be honest, I'm somewhat surprised I went this long before seroconverting." Tiger made to comment, but I cut him off saying "Anyway, Tiger, here are some condoms. That's the change in the way we go at it, at least for now. My viral load is quite high, so we must take precautions to stay safe, especially because you're so much younger than me." When I paused in my announcement Tiger responded "Look, I barebacked you for a year. I'm not gonna stop now just because of this." "No, Tiger, come on, this is serious business. I don't wanna be responsible for having converted you. Be sensible." Giving me a snog, and tweaking my nipples, he easily got my cock hard and eager to play. I tried to get control of the situation by saying "Hey now, we've gotta agree: no bareback play." "Fuck off," he responded, adding "I decide whether or not I bareback, not you. It isn't your decision. If I wanna side down this diseased a toxic pole - well, that's my choice." "That's not fair to me, Tiger. I couldn't live with myself, knowing I had converted you. Again he snogged me, stuffing his tongue into my mouth and giving my nipples a twist. That is the most expedient way of getting (and keeping) me rock hard and burning with lust. Grabbing my cock, he spat in his hand, lubbed my cock and his ass, and, straddling my cock with his brown eye, he pushed his bum onto my unprotected toxic pole, admonishing "Remember, it's my choice and I want to climb on board for a hot fuck. I want to to ride you - and deep." Before I could react to his declaration he had slid all the way down my poke, and even if I was inclined to protest I could see the determination, lust, passion and sleaze which had combined in his decision. Admittedly my resistance was melting fast as I also found myself overcome with lust, particularly when I experienced the animalistic ferocity with which he slammed his ass down on my cock, his perverted tunnel enveloping my entire cock. Grabbing nearby poppers, Tiger huffed deeply, and then thrust the bottle under my nostril. "Okay, okay," I replied, "but promise to get off my cock before I cum, please," I grunted. Staring at my face intensely, Tiger answered "Okay, I'll try." Inwardly I sighed, thinking perhaps he would come to his senses. But I didn't have much time to dwell on what was, ultimately, Tiger's decision as just then he doubled, if not tripled the energy he was expending in riding my cock, shouting as he did so "You sleazy slut!" adding all manner of obscenities with each furious downward thrust. Nor did he neglect my tits in roughing them up even more fiercely than earlier, which, of course, brought me to the cusp of blowing my toxic load. "Hey Tiger, it's time, get off me, I'm gettin' close," I managed to warn. Tiger, however, only replied "Give me your toxic load, Daddy. Fuck your boy." "Come on, Tiger, you said you'd get off," I grunted, even as I had now joined in pounding his ass. "Okay, okay," he responded, making a move that led me to think he was about to dismount my cock, only to find, to my utter horror and complete startlement, to find he slammed back down on my shaft, sliding all the way down to my balls, simultaneously twisting my nipples, squeezing them hard as he gave me full on eye contact as he snarled at me "I want that fuckin' poz cum, Daddy! I want your toxic load. Holy fuck, give it to me now!" With that he squeezed my shaft with his ass muscles, and held me in position as he verbally demanded I give him my load. Naturally, at a certain point a man just can't be expected to hold off, so I didn't. I accepted the fact that Tiger was a cum whole, a bug chaser, and I should give him what he demanded of me so I let loose and flooded his hole with my toxic load, emptying an unbelievably large load of cum into his hole. As we came down from the orgasm Tiger grunted "Fuck condoms. I want your poz cum and that of all the other hot poz fuckers I can find. I want your disease. I want your AIDS."

THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION 1985 Xana, Kansas Worst year of my life. But then again, I've been saying that just about every year since I started high school. It really went to hell at that point people started to notice I was 'different'. Up until that point, I had a regular life. Almost regular. My two best friends were my sister Janice (a year younger than me) and the most popular boy in the world. He was everything I wasn't: athletic, good-looking, and fearless. Kevin and I started as friends because we lived on the same block and our moms would get together daily to watch soap operas and drink highballs. But then...but then puberty hit us all like a tsunami. Everybody was changing except for me. The girls got periods and boobs while the boys turned into actual men. The only different thing about me was my new love for music and acting. It was a discovery made when our music class would put on theatrical shows twice a year. At the end of the first semester we always did "A Christmas Carol" and something random in the Spring. I never got a leading part, but I didn't even care. Toward the end of my Sophomore year, I got the role of Linus in "You're a Good Man Charlie Brown". I was so excited because there was a solo part of me dancing and singing to my blanket. According to Janice, the whole school and even some of the adults were talking about my performance, and obviously gay I was. Apparently I was a little too into it and had practically glided on air. She claimed an older couple behind her were debating whether I was a boy or a girl. The news came as a heavy blow and it ruined my life. I was a "faggot'...and everybody knew it. Even Kevin turned on me. High school was going great for him and he couldn't risk hanging out with me. He couldn't even risk NOT bullying me out in the open. He would push me against lockers, spit on me and call me every possible homosexual slang term there was. And just to make everything worse, Kevin and my sister were dating. I felt like I'd lost everything and everybody. I held everything together waiting for this day...graduation. I wanted to get far away as if enough distance would erase the first 18 years of memories and pain. I'd skip college because that seemed like a continuation of high school and I'd already done my time. I had three possible plans in mind with what to do with the college funds set aside for me: 1. Move to Australia, work some menial job there and never come back. 2. Move to L.A. and try to get an acting job. 3. Take a trip to Hawaii and jump into an active volcano. What I ended up doing was just staying home and retreating into books, TV and booze. My parents were both functional alcoholics and not the violent, mean kind -- they were happy and clueless kind. They must have assumed I was just taking some time off to figure out a plan. My plan was to raid their liquor cabinet as often as I could. My sister did the same, but she was never at home. She'd broken up with Kevin for reasons she wouldn't go into. I'd already assumed she lost her virginity since Janice had been boy crazy since first grade. I was predicted she'd be knocked up and/or married before her senior year. We were both pretty much unsupervised, but she was the only one taking full advantage. I was just a boring, garden-variety delinquent. One July morning I got out of bed just in time to see Mom walk out the door with her big purse. This meant she was going over to hang out with Kevin's mom and get good and plastered. She'd left a note for me. Dennis -- If you can, please water the flower beds and also give the grass a good soaking. I love you! The fact that we had one of the nicest yards in town was a great disguise for the secrets inside. People talk in a small town no matter how green your lawn was. Our family unit consisted of two drunk adults, a teen slut and a fag. Whatever. I mixed a generous rum and coke in a plastic quart cup from the convenience store and went out to attend to the greenery. It was hot as hell and also very dry. There was a region-wide burning ban in place for the fifth week. I was almost finished with everything when I felt a tap on me shoulder. It was Kevin. "Hey man. There's two partying old chicks at my house so I thought I'd come over and say hi." Hi indeed. He was pretty obviously stoned...and looking really good. I'd made a point of never looking at him these past few years. He had filled out completely and still had the same dirty blondish hair I remembered. He was a few inches taller than me and solid as steel. He was wearing flip-flops, swim trunks and an ancient Foreigner concert t-shirt. Only a year ago I would have been thrilled to have him talk to me again, but now I had my guard up. "Why are you here? Won't you get point deductions for even being near me?" "I'm sorry. No. I really am. None of that shit matters now, OK? I should have never treated that way." "No you shouldn't have. But again, why are you here?" "Hey - can I have a sip of what you're having?" I hated myself for forgiving him so easily, but maybe I'd find out why he and my sister broke up. "Come on in. I'll make you one and we can play Atari or something." "Cool." We went into my dark living room and helped ourselves to the abundant booze. I was still suspicious, but this felt like old times. Kevin and I, squandering a precious Summer day. Only with cocktails. We sat like yogis in front of the TV and played "Burger Time". It was the only game I'd never beaten, but I was still beating Kevin's scores. After we'd had our fill of the crappy graphics and annoying music, Kevin suggested we go out in the back yard for a smoke. As nice our front yard looked was how crummy the back was. "I see your dad still has a hammock up. Remember how we took turns getting all wound up in in it and pretending we were one of Spider-Man's enemies caught in his web?" Of course I remembered that. Kevin produced a joint from somewhere and lit it. I guessed it might have been his third one of the day. Kansas deserves all the negative impressions people have of it, but the homegrown weed is hardy plentiful here. Janice and I gotten stoned together before we'd ever had a taste of booze. "So what happened between you and my sister?" "She didn't wait for me when I went to go visit my uncle in L.A. for three weeks. It wouldn't have lasted anyway, Dennis. She is a wild child. Did you know she had an abortion last Monday?" "No way!" "Yup. In Wichita. I had to pay for half even though I doubt the baby was mine. We should go to the pool." I wasn't in shock, just sad that she didn't tell me. Oh well. Janice and I were basically just strangers now. "Los Angeles, huh? I wanted to move there after graduation - to be an actor. Lost my courage." "You'd be a great actor, but it's a dangerous place. Trust me. I'm going to go there again and live with my uncle. Maybe I'll be a bartender or something. Maybe you can come live with us. Yeah -- that would be cool. My uncle would love you!" "I don't ever remember you talking about an Uncle in California..." "Well -- he's not my real uncle, but I'll explain more later. My parents are going to Chicago for the weekend....you can come spend it with me and I'll fill you in on everything. Can you?" "Yeah. Sure. My parents are going to the Ozarks this weekend. I guess you don't want me to bring Janice." "Oh -- maybe it's the Ozarks I was thinking of. You never know what they're up to." What? He was full of information about something. But what? I could have asked more questions but I had a real nice buzz going. For whatever reason I stood up, climbed into the hammock and spun myself into a cocoon, "Curse you, Spider-Man!!!" By Friday, I'd tried to put all the pieces together but there were too many missing. Were my parents going away for the weekend with Kevin's parents? Why did he have a fake uncle? Why was I so quick to forgive the guy who'd made my life hell for three years? And what was the deal with Janice? She and I used each other as a sounding board years ago. She probably needed one more than ever now. Oh well...it's not like she didn't know where to find me. My mom and dad were packed and ready to go by 4:30 that afternoon. It was an almost seven hour drive to the Ozarks. They would have left earlier but cocktail hour lasted longer than they'd planned. Mom had changed her hair and put on maybe a tad too much makeup. "So you're spending the night at Kevin's house? Good. You two used to be so close. He's a little cocky, but mostly a decent kid." They left the house in a flurry of cologne and alcohol fumes. Janice wasn't home. I helped myself to a drink while wondering what the hell I was supposed to bring over to Kevin's house. When I was a kid I always took my sleeping bag and pajamas, but that was a million years ago. Oh well -- I could always come back and get what I needed. I didn't want to walk half a block with an overnight bag in broad daylight anyway. "Hey! Come on in. Mom and Dad just left." "So did mine." "What a coincidence," he laughed. "So what do you know that I don't?" "Only thousands of things. Come on....we've got all weekend to talk." He led me to the basement for some reason. It was like all the other basements around here; bare concrete floors, mouse droppings and a ping-pong table that usually had boxes of Christmas decorations on top of it. It had changed. Big time. It was a large, furnished, plush area with carpeting and a bar. "Wow! When did all this get done?" "A few years ago. It's a 'play space'." What? It looked a little too fancy and grown up to be somewhere where you'd gather to play board games or charades. "And check this out..." Kevin walked over behind the bar a flipped on some dim colorful lights on the walls and ceiling. It was cool but still confusing. I sat on one of the giant leather couches and waited for the next magic trick. "I have some questions, Kevin." "I know. I'll tell you everything you want to know. In case you don't want to know any more as I'm talking, just say the word and we'll go upstairs and wait for 'Nightmare Theater'. Can you believe it's still on? Same old guy too." Talk." He was barefoot, wearing the same swim trunks and a Spider-Man t-shirt that he'd probably had since junior high. It was faded and way too small for the broad chest and shoulders he'd developed. "OK. I'll start out small and go from there. Remember, as soon as you feel uneasy -- we stop." "OK" "First of all, your sister is sleeping with Coach Glover, from school. They've been together for a few weeks now." "No way! He's old and married and has kids!" "Well, Janice has already dated every other guy in town. It's coach's turn now." I hated that guy. How could he fool around with young girls when he had a handicapped kid at home? When exactly did I lose her? "So are my parents and your parents going to the same place?" "Yup, but let's back up a little...does this room remind you of anything?" I looked around with new eyes. It was suddenly so obviously meant for sex and seduction. Why else was Kevin so cryptic? "It's a sex room, right?" "Very good! You've earned a drink. Come over to the bar and I'll serve you." It was so fancy. I took a seat on one of the stools and noticed the blue and red neon lights above the liquor bottles. Pretty. Kevin handed me some type of fizzy clear drink in a tall glass. "So your mom and dad remodeled all of this just for a place to have sex?" "Sex parties. They're swingers. You know what that means, right?" I did. I learned about them on HBO. "And guess what else? So are your mom and dad." Fucking hell! I could never look them in the eye again. "No. I mean...how do you know?" "Ready to go upstairs now, or do you really want to know?" The world had tilted so severely on its axis, that I was ready to hear everything. "Go on." "Well these people have parties all over the country. They all get in a room and it becomes a big orgy. And it gets very weird after they've smoked enough weed and snorted enough cocaine. Want to try some? Anyway, my 'uncle' Ray got super out of it and wandered up to my room where he fucked me in the ass." "No! How old were you? Did you tell anyone?" "I was legal...I was born three months before you. It hurt like hell, but just enduring it got me invited downstairs to join in. I fucked Miss Stucky from the library. Mrs. Strotkamp sucked my dick. I don't know if any of our parents noticed because they were either wrecked or ... busy." I gulped my drink all the way down. I knew too much and wanted to go home or go to Australia or kill myself. "Did you?...." "NO. I never did anything with your mom or your dad." "So your fake uncle molested you and you still went out to L.A. to visit him?!" "Don't say 'molested'. I could have kicked his ass if I wanted to. It hurt and all, but it wasn't that bad in the end. My California trip out there was a sex vacation. He hosted great swinger parties all the time. I had sex with so many woman and men." "But...but what about AIDS? Aren't you afraid of that?" He'd mixed me another drink. "Nope. By the time it gets here, everyone will have it. I already tested positive for the HIV. You can get it from kissing. These are The End Times, Dennis. Enjoy life while you still have it." This was too much -- way too much. I remember the days when I'd spend the night and we'd stay up and play poker while watching old scary movies. "So you've..uh..done stuff with gay guys?" "Oh yeah. It's no big deal. Sex is sex. You'll find out some day." I remembered all the times I heard him call me 'fag' and 'homo'. All I did was dance and sing to a blanket on stage, while he was essentially the same as me - actively. "It's not so bad sucking a dick when you focus on how it feels to get yours sucked. It's probably my favorite thing in the world to shoot a wad in somebody's mouth." He was looking at me carefully and I noticed how his face had changed. He was still genetically cursed with dark circles under his ice-blue eyes. The neon lights did him no favors. I finished off the second drink. "Is that all?" "Just one more thing. I talked to Uncle Ray last night and told him about you wanting to come to L.A. to be an actor. He's got a huge house near the beach and wants us BOTH to come and live with him. Wouldn't that be cool? Us in L.A.? It's a whole new world there." "I...So I...never mind." I wish I could be 12 years old again, sitting on Janice's bedroom floor and spilling out all the things I was thinking, feeling. We used to do that all the time. "That's all. Are you okay?" "Yeah. I...got any weed?" "Of course. You haven't heard the sound system yet. I picked up some great music in L.A. Bootlegs and stuff you'd never hear in Kansas." He magically produced a fat joint from somewhere and held it between his lips as he fiddled with some stereo stuff. "You should hear the thumpa thumpa stuff they usually listen to down here. Here's a mix tape i made from my collection. I like punk that's not the angry stuff. It has a melody, but not like what you're used to. Give it a chance." I was sitting on the floor, wishing we could just play poker or war or something. The speakers were hidden and I could swear there must have been dozens of them. The sound was rich and filled the room like a heavy fog. Any kind of music would have been a pleasure to listen to. "What group is this?" "'Heavy Disharmony'. The drummer gave me a blow job once, but that's not why I like it. This is just the sound I dig now. Like it?" I did. It sounded so different and so exciting...and kind of sexy somehow. Kevin came over and sat on the floor with me. "You always liked being on the floor -- I remember now." We shared the joint and listened without talking. It was good because I didn't want to hear anything besides this. "OK. This next song is a dud -- want another drink? I've got dry mouth something terrible." The song was in fact not very good, but the sound still shined. "My uncle says I could make a lot money if I started stripping in clubs out there. You think I could be good at that?" "Probably. You've got a good body. Like in a gay bar or something?" "Mostly. Those guys tip like crazy if you show a little ball sack...and even more if you fuck them." "Wow. The last time I danced in front of people, my life was destroyed." "You're taller and bigger now. You maybe need to work out a little. It can only help you get acting jobs if you're buff. I'll show you. Not to this song. The next one." "The songs are so long." "Because this was all recorded live. It's not three minute Madonna song, Dennis." Kevin stubbed out the roach and stood up. "This next song is one you're going to remember forever." I think he was building it up too much. But okay. The opening of the song was mostly drums and the bassist playing a ditty that I almost recognized somehow. Shit! What was this? Kevin stood a few feet away from me and started grinding his hips. He said I'd remember this song forever, and he was exactly right about that. He slowly peeled off his t-shirt and didn't miss a beat. He was only wearing those trunks and had obviously worked himself into a hard-on. Was he teaching me or trying to seduce me? I didn't care. Then the singer finally started in.... Spider-Man, Spider-Man/Does whatever a spider can/Spins a web, any size..." It was a punk/pop version of the old cartoon theme song. He smiled at me in the most delicious way. He was grinding away, humping the air. My face must have given something away because he started to tease down his swim trunks. There were his minimal pubes -- I wanted to smell them, inhale his funk. The dance was deliberately effective and I knew he's make a ton of money on the coast. It's about then that I realized I was still on my knees but standing up to his crotch level. My position was was just as suggestive as his dancing was. He stepped out of his swim shorts like a seasoned professional. ...To him, life's a great big bang up/Wherever there's a hang up/You'll find The Spider-Man Kevin's cock looked better, thicker than I would have guessed. Impossibly hard and sticking straight out. There's no way I could ever be as confident as he was. He said something, but I couldn't hear it above the music. He danced closer until his dick was just inches from my face. The momentum of all this had reached warp speed. The head of his dick poked me in the cheek, and then my right eye. I wanted him to stop dancing and just let me suck him off. Viruses be damned. I wanted this. As soon as the slick head of his penis went past my lips, he stopped the strip tease at last. I just swallowed as much of him as I could. There was a taste and a smell of a sour dishrag briefly -- probably from those damn swim trunks he wore constantly. He grabbed the back of my head and just thrust his strong hips back and forth like a machine. Is he strong? Listen,Bud/He's got radioactive blood I wondered if he was going to cum in my mouth and I wondered if he knew how much I wanted him to. But no. He stepped back as a line of drool strung out of my mouth and caught a random purple light from overhead somewhere. It glowed. He pulled a mat from underneath one of the plush couches and pushed me down on it. Wait -- didn't I get a say in any of this? It was an almost too familiar feeling of being abused in high school. I guess I'd given my consent by not even trying to fight back. I was on my stomach with Kevin's full weight on top of me. He put his mouth close to my ear "This won't feel good the first time, but I'll make it quick. Hang in there, buddy. He just jabbed his hard dick into my asshole before I even knew what was happening. gear GOD! PAIN! Maybe being everyone's punching bag for years had toughened me up because I didn't yell or cry. Those instinctive responses had been suppressed in me for too long. He pumped away faster and faster. This was gay sex. In a sex basement. It hadn't even ended and I was ready to do it again. He stopped, bent down to me ear again "I just blew my nut. How do you feel?" The music had stopped. "Uh...bathroom?" "It's to the right of the bar. There's a shower in there now. Just do what you need to do, take your time." I used the facility without looking at myself in the mirror. That would need to wait a day or two. There was mouthwash there - which I used while wishing there was such a thing as 'asswash'. When I came out, Kevin was back behind the bar and mixing us more fizzy drinks. "Everything OK?" "I'm fine. What time is it?" "A little after 10. Have a seat...want some peanuts or chips or something?" "Maybe later. So I guess I'm not a virgin anymore." What a retarded thing to say. I needed that drink. "No, but it was about time, don't you think? The good news is that you hardly bled at all. And I didn't even use lube. I bled like crazy the first time Ray fucked me. You were turned on and having fun -- that makes all the difference." "Yeah. Just think -- we could have done that years ago. But I guess you were too busy doing my sister. So I'm going to get AIDS now?" "No. You don't get it from just one fuck. You might possibly have the virus now, but it could be ten years or more before you get the disease. That reminds me...." He went and retrieved a cordless phone. Who the hell was he calling? Oh. Never mind. I should have guessed. "Hi! Did I wake you up from a nap or are you just out of it? Oh. Yeah -- he's here. Ask him yourself, dude. No. No. Oh just let him tell you. Uh...OK. I promise. I don't know, man. Ask him." I knew he was going to hand me the phone. He did. "Hello?" "Dennis! Having fun? Kev showed me your senior picture and you're a handsome young lad. Did you skip a few grades? You look like a kid." "No. Just a late bloomer I guess." "Well I can't wait for you guys to get out here so you can enjoy some sunshine. I'll hook you up with Hollywood people too." "Yeah. Uh huh." My butt hole hurt like a stomachache. Pause. "I'll let you boys get back to your Friday night. Good talking to you, Dennis." "Thanks. You too. Here's Kevin." I handed over the phone. "Yeah. Well -- he's a little shy. No. I know. Let me handle it, OK? Yeah. Bye." "So...that was Uncle Ray, huh?" "The one and only. Neither of you make good first impressions - no offence. He's super excited to meet you though." He handed me a fresh drink and then came out to sit next to me at the bar. "He knew that tonight was the night I was going to break you in. I told him it went just fine." "Break me in?" "I couldn't bring a virgin out to L.A. You understand. He wants me to get you used to the idea of sex for fun. Want to fuck again in the morning?" "Maybe. I need to think about stuff...talk about it." "Thinking is fine, but overthinking is a waste of time. Can you suck me again?" "Not now." I kind of wanted to taste his sperm in my mouth. There was no going back from here. In the chill of the night/At the scene of a crime/Like a streak of light/He arrives just in time

It was the morning of my 18th birthday! My folks were out of town but they had given me permission to have some friends over to celebrate. I planned on my buddies coming over around 8 o'clock that night. What I hadn't planned on was waking up to find all the lights in the house flickering on and off. Fortunately, my parents had left an emergency list on the kitchen counter in case any problems came up. Sure enough, Electrician - Roger Davis, was on the list. I called him and he said he would be by in an hour or two. I made myself some breakfast and was in the middle of exercising when the doorbell rang. I answered it wearing only a skimpy pair of workout shorts and a tank top. Standing there was the electrician. He spoke, "Hi, son! I'm Roger Davis. Most people know me as Ol' Roger! Can I come in?" He didn't look old at all to me and I told him so. His face lit up in a broad grin. "Thank you, son! That's nice of you to say! You look pretty good yourself! Now...can you show me where the power box is? In the basement maybe?" I took him down into our basement. My dad had fixed it up years ago so it was pretty comfortable down there...like a play room! I showed him where the electric panel was located. He said, "Give me a few minutes to check things out." I sat down on the sofa we had down there. I told him about my party that night...how excited I was. He was a handsome guy and he noticed I that kept looking at him. He would just look back at me and smile. That kind of flustered me so I mostly babbled on about inconsequential stuff. After about 15 minutes, he said, "There! That should take care of it!" and he flipped on the master switch. All the lights came back on without a trace of flickering. He looked at me with interest and said, "Most guys would be upstairs texting their girlfriends instead of sitting down here talking with Ol' Roger. I'm wondering...is there somethin' else I can do for you?" In response, I turned beet red. He slowly pulled his t-shirt up over his head and tossed it onto his toolbox. I'd never seen a Biohazard tattoo on a man before, but I knew full well what it signified. It sure made me nervous but it kinda turned me on as well. His smile stretched wider. "You lookin' to get fucked, son? You want my big black dick, do ya? I bet you're a VIRGIN, ain't ya?" He saw me trembling and said, "You're not scared of Ol' Roger, are you?" I WAS...but I didn't want him to know that so I blurted, "I'm not afraid of you!" He asked, "You think you can handle what I got?" I hotly replied, "I can handle ANYTHING!" "His response was, "We'll see about that!" With that he advanced upon me. I backed up until my legs hit the sofa. He pushed my chest, toppling me backwards onto the cushions. In one swift motion he had yanked down my shorts and thrown them aside. Before I could even think of escaping, he bent over and engulfed my dick with his warm wet mouth. It was like everything in my brain suddenly got reset. As his lips moved up and down my shaft and his tongue swirled around the head of my cock, my resistance faded completely away. He put his strong calloused hands under my knees and raised my legs up in the air. As they parted, he stepped between them and placed my ankles on his shoulders. I heard the sound of his zipper being lowered and softer sounds as he shed his pants. I felt the tip of his cock poke into my ball sac. He gazed down at me and said with a smile, "It's your Birthday, Baby! Ol' Roger has a Special Gift for you!" I could figure out what he meant by that. He was planning on putting his infected cum inside me. I remembered that some guys called that GIFTING. My thoughts whirled. How could I stop this from happening? Just then, he parked his stiff dick against my hole, ready to invade my innards, so I clenched my sphincter, determined to keep him out. His smile never wavered! "You KNOW you want it," he crooned as he gently started a backwards and forwards motion with his hips. On the third or fourth push, my body betrayed me. My clenched hole relaxed slightly. Just enough for his dick to nudge in about an inch or two. "That's it, Baby!" he sighed! "Just let it happen!" The gentle battering continued, and with each thrust, his penis sank in a little deeper...and deeper still...until I felt his pubes against my ass cheeks. He paused for a moment and then the fucking began in earnest. 10 minutes later he stiffened, shuddered and cried out, "Take my dirty seed!" as he shot his toxic sperm deep within me. After we both caught our breaths, he pulled out of me, stood up and got dressed. He looked at me and said, "Your mom & dad are gonna be real surprised when you test HIV-positive in a couple of months! If they throw your faggot ass out, don't worry! You can always come live with Ol' Roger. Plenty of the punks I’ve pozzed now live with me. I pimp them out to sick fucks that pay good money just to fuck an AIDS WHORE. I'll put you to work out there with the other punks I've given my bug to. You'll see...being a Poz Whore ain't so bad!”

After studying for four hours, Terry gazed out the window at the warm, Queensland sunshine and decided to quit for the day. Summer was finally here and it brought a smile to his face, meaning for him, beer parties, beaches, barbecues, cruises along the coast, checking out all the shirtless guys, and plenty of parties. Yes, summer was his favorite time of the year and he wasn't about to waste a day of it, especially since he lived so near the beach at the Goldcoast and also near a gym where some of the hottest bodybuilders on the coast trained. Putting away his lecture notes and computer, Terry tidied-up the apartment, grabbed his gym gear, telling himself he'd be back about 10 or 11 the next morning to finish writing his paper. He was looking forward at finally getting past his university years and getting some decent work. It was going to be a hot day. He anticipated the gym would likely be filled with studs. Terry always played it cool there, because it wasn't actually a gay gym. Sure, some of the gay guys trained there, but Terry went for the equipment and the serious atmosphere; he didn't want to develop a bad reputation. For a boy who enjoyed copping a good load of cock and cum it was important to remain discreet. He was on the pec-deck machine when he noticed the blond Adonis. The man, who was at least fifteen years Terry's senior, had big arms and sexy legs, which he was working on the leg extension machine. Terry had seen him before, even in the shower once, but he didn't want the blond hunk to notice that he was being cruised. But what a face and body - deep tan, beautiful blue eyes, blond hair, and a huge piece of meat. Terry reckoned the hunk's stick would grow to at least ten inches - if sucked properly. Terry also occasionally speculated about the pleasure of sliding his long cock into the Adonis' (presumably) tight, athletic asshole and fucking it long and hard, although Terry was equally enticed by the prospect of being bred by the man. At 21 Terry was around six feet in height and a proportional weight, brown hair and an athletic build, bordering on muscular owing to the hours he put in at the gym. His seven inch cock was respectable and he could usually give as good as he got, but as much as Terry loved copping a bareback load, he was very careful to sleep only with neg guys, taking the view there was no point taking a risk even if a potential playmate said he was on meds. Terry waited a few minutes after the stud left for the locker room, then he casually followed. He was standing at his locker peeling off his sweaty gym shorts when Terry stepped up to his locker, an arms-length from that of the Adonis. While Terry could imagine sniffing and licking the gym shorts clean, he nevertheless made an appropriately neutral remark to the Adonis in saying "You're growing. Guess those hard workouts are paying off." "Yeah, thanks. I guess so. I'm up to 202 pounds, and my arms are 18 inches. Within six months they'll hit 19," the blond responded, flexing his biceps. "You'll make it, just stick it out,its impressive to see you working out and training hard" Terry said. "I'm Jeff," the Adonis said, sticking out his hand. "I'm Terry. I might want to train with you someday if it's okay. Maybe I could pick up a few pointers from a pro like you," Terry smiled, and, as if spontaneously suggested "Say, listen, I just picked up some great post workout protein. Why don't you stop over and we could chat and you can try some? I live near the beach, about a mile from here. Maybe we could go for a quick swim." "Sounds good," Jeff answered. "I'm off today, but I gotta pick up my partner around 1:00 PM. He can wait though." He pulled off his jock strap, giving Terry a look at that thick piece of meat. Shit, soft it was six or seven inches. And nice and thick. What a powerhouse body it was attached to! Terry was more than ready, even if he wasn't sure Jeff was actually up for fucking him. 'I'll find a way', Terry thought. 'Either I'll get a hard cock down my throat, or just a mate with whom to work out, so there's no harm'. As Jeff leaned over into his locker, Terry caught a glimpse of a tattoo across Jeff's lower back. The tattoo vaguely resembled a biohazard symbol but Jeff turned before Terry could get a decent look. An hour later Jeff's legs, in sexy short pants, were sprawled across the coffee table. While they chatted and enjoyed their post workout protein Terry became hornier and hornier. He could smell the fresh sweat coming off Jeff after his workout and longed to lick it off him. "You got some big muscles, you're probably a good poser. Why don't I watch you hit some poses?" Terry suggested. "I would, but I didn't bring any posing tights," Jeff responded, adding as an after thought "You think I'm pretty well built, huh?" "I sure do," Terry answered. "You don't need posing tights, just take off your shorts and let's see you flex." Jeff complied without a word, stripping naked, and commencing to flex his arms, chest, torso and legs. The more Terry appreciated it, the harder Jeff got. "What a great body! Yeah, those are some big muscles," Terry said, reaching out and squeezing Jeff's arm. Terry was into body worship with bodybuilders, and Jeff dug having his body admired. As he turned around Terry saw something that made his stomach drop. He worst suspicions were confirmed. A giant biohazard tattoo emblazoned across Jeff's lower back and right ass cheek. But, Terry quickly decided, given a chance he would still be more than willing to suck and perve Jeff, although Terry promised himself there was no way Jeff would pop his cock into Terry's ass. Then they started horsing around. "I'm pretty strong, too. I bet I could take you in a wrestling match," Terry suggested. Instantly Jeff was on him, tackling him to the ground and wrapping his legs around Terry's waist. They wrestled for a few minutes, with Terry getting off on the feel of Jeff's smooth muscles pinning him down. By this point Jeff had sprouted a full-on erection, which swayed in the air as he pinned Terry down. The sweat between the two bodies made a sure grip difficult, so inevitably the two were sliding about. The aroma of their sweat was utterly intoxicating. Terry couldn't believe he was wrestling and sweaty with this gorgeous guy, asking himself 'Why does he have to be so dangerous?' Just then Jeff twisted Terry's arm in a hammerlock, commanding "Open your mouth. Suck my cock." Caught by surprise, Terry still managed to reply "You ain't that tough, you can't make me." Jeff wrapped his legs around Terry's throat and choked him. "C'mon, open your mouth, you know you want it, cocksucker. You know you dig being a slave to a bodybuilder. Open your mouth so I can shove my big poz dick in it and choke you. I know you saw my tatt." Terry felt like he was really going to choke from the pressure of Jeff's muscular legs on his throat, so far from unwillingly, he followed Jeff's command, whereupon Jeff rammed his throbbing cock between Terry's lips. "You bite it once and you'll be sorry." Terry obeyed, sucking it and licking it, pleasing~his powerful master. "I've seen you checking out my body at the gym before," Jeff said, shoving his giant meat down his victim's throat. "You thought I never noticed. Shit, I can tell when a dude digs my body. You want to eat my cock and balls, you'd probably even suck on my dirty asshole. Well, now's your chance, slave, I'm really gonna shove it to you." Jeff climbed on top of Terry and began fucking his mouth, shoving his hard dick over the tongue and far into the throat. The giant piece of meat was stretching his throat creating a a horrible, but admittedly familiar pain. Terry loved it rough but was he willing to take everything that Jeff wanted to give him? Jeff grabbed Terry's arm and turned him over, pulling both arms behind his back and forcing Terry over his stomach. Terry tried to struggle free, but the bodybuilder's powerful arms and legs kept him down. "When's the last time a bodybuilder like me fucked you good and hard, huh, boy? You like taking a man's big poz load?" Jeff asked him, twisting his arm harder. "Hey, man," Terry yelled. "I'm not into all this; I don't want take your poz cum. I only fuck neg guys." "Well, problem is I'm horny and I need somewhere to blow my load. I think your tight little ass looks damn good, neg or not." Jeff pinned Terry to the bed and slowly shoved his cock into his tight asshole. Terry yelled as the thick meat entered him. "Ohhh, no, please, not so hard, not so fast, please. You'll tear me." Slowly Jeff shoved more of his cock into Terry's butt. The combination of sweat and spit was the only lube Terry got until his hole tore a bit, after which Terry's blood supplemented the lubrication available to the giant cock. Jeff's pace increased, and before long his entire nine inch cock was balls-deep in Terry's hole. Terry thought he was going to faint from the pain, but Jeff continued pumping. "Ohh, yeah, feels good, yeah, your ass is nice and tight. You dig this big poz cock up your asshole, don't you? You know you like it. Tell me you like it. I want to hear it," Jeff said as he fucked away. He wanted to hear Terry beg for his load, but begging wasn't critical. His balls wouldn't be denied for a formality. Terry's tight ass deserved to be seeded. A minute or so later Jeff withdrew into himself, closed his eyes as he licked his lips; he anticipated the surge of power. He was about to come, and ever the gentleman he delicately let Terry know saying "I'm gonna shoot this toxic load up you. Ohhhh, take it, yeah. Take my fucking babies!," as his balls ejected his poz load deep into Terry's ass, spurt after spurt after spurt of viscous cum coating the inside of Terry's hole. After laying on Terry's back for a few minutes, at which time each man struggled to catch his breath, Jeff withdrew his cock from Terry's ass, rose, and stepped into the bathroom for a cursory shower. Terry, meanwhile, was uncertain what to do or how to act, rose, pulled on his short pants and t-shirt, and stepped into the next room. A few minutes later Jeff, now dressed, presentable, and carrying his gym bag, stepped into the front room where he found Terry was sitting in his living room smoking a cigarette, still aching from the rape/fuck. "See you around, kid," Jeff said, winking. "I won't say anything to the guys at the gym if you won't." With that he left, slamming the door closed. Terry, meanwhile, although unsure of the best course of action, was aware of at least one unresolved matter, namely, he hadn't gotten off. Sliding his shorts down, he began jacking his rigid cock, the memory of Jeff's powerful body, and Jeff's thick cock as mental stimulation. Terry had had rape fantasies before, but they had never come true. But this was for real--a real rape from a real man. Nothing fake about this, he thought, as he lay back on the couch and jerked off. Suddenly four or five gobs of white cum shot from his cock onto his legs and hand, and onto the couch. "I want to get raped again," he thought as the cum oozed from his dick. But he was poz? Was that what made it so hot? He hopped in the shower, wiped the cum from his legs, showered and dressed. Fuck it, he thought, time for another trick. He kept the hot cum deep inside his bruised torn ass. Hopefully it would act as a salve for the next big cock to pound him. He pulled on his yellow tank top, a pair of jeans, and his tennis shoes, and headed out the door. Quickly hopping in his car, he decided to cruise along ocean road for a while. It was a warm summer evening. Fifteen minutes later, he noticed a hitchhiker who, from a distance, looked damned good. Terry slowed down and pulled over. "Shit," he thought, "what a hunk." The hitchhiker leaned in the car. "Where ya headed?" Terry asked. "Just goin' to Burleigh Heads," he answered with a smile. "Hop in, man. You got a great tan. You must have gotten a head start on it," Terry said as they drove along the coast. "Yeah, I spent some time in Florida. Anyway, all this sunshine makes me horny." Terry looked at him and smiled. The hitchhiker reached over and groped Terry's crotch. "Let's go back to my pad," Terry suggested. In ten minutes they were at Terry's, pulling off their clothes and hopping into bed. His name was Scott, he was 25, and he was spending the summer hitching around Australia before returning to work in the fall. Scott knew how to kiss. They licked each other's teeth, tongue and mouth. Then Terry went down on him, licking his cock and sucking his balls. Scott's tight ass looked good. It was clean and salty; Terry sucked it out good. Scott moaned in pleasure, then turned around, grabbed Terry by the hips and sucked his cock. Terry closed his eyes and rubbed Scott's head and shoulders, enjoying the expert service he was getting. Scott began sucking frantically, and it drove Terry to ecstasy. He shot off in Scott's mouth, sending gobs of thick cum down his throat. "Eat out my ass, that felt good," Scott ordered. Terry was ready for more. He licked Scott's ass, sucked and kissed it until Scott told him to replace his tongue with his cock. No arguments. Terry reached over the headboard for the KY, and greased his cock and Scott's asshole. He slid his dick in and they immediately developed a perfect fuck rhythm. They continued fucking and kissing until they were both ready to come. Terry relaxed when his sperm shot out of his cock and into Scott's asshole. "Ohhh, yeah, I'm coming; it feels great, ohhhh, yeah, it's shootin' out," Terry moaned. Terry had now come twice, and it was time to get his partner off. Scott sat on Terry's face with his cock sticking out and Terry sucked it for a while. "Oh, I'm so hot, I've got to shoot." Scott clenched his fists as his cream shot into Terry's mouth. Gobs and gobs of warm, thick juice filled Terry's mouth. He tasted it in his mouth, then slowly and sensuously swallowed the thick load, enjoying every drop of it. They got dressed and headed out. Scott wanted to be dropped off at a friend's place in Santa Monica; Terry was tired and sexually fulfilled. He was going home. He dropped Scott off, gave him a good-bye kiss, then headed back to his apartment. On the way, he passed the gym and glanced over. He saw a stud with bulging arms in a tank top, a nice smile on his good-looking face; he was sticking out his thumb for a ride. Terry could hardly believe it. He had seen the guy in the gym before and wanted to meet him, but had never had the chance. Like a reflex action, Terry made a U-turn, pulled over and stopped. 'How could I possibly be horny after all this?' Terry asked himself. Still, he opened the window and the stud peeked in and announced "I'm headed down the street." That was enough for Terry. "Sounds good to me," he replied, thinking to himself as the man stepped into the car realized he had seen him at the gym, although he knew nothing beyond that detail, so he commented "You look familiar, I've seen you working out at the gym." "Yeah, you have. I've seen you too, in fact I saw you today. You left at the same time my partner did," he explained. "He's well known here, his name is Jeff." 'It never stops', Terry thought as he drove off into the night with his new fuck buddy.

FT. LAUDERDALE - Flew home at noon on Sunday, had my bottom boy at his birthday dinner at 6pm, had him in bed with me by 11pm. We started with some cuddles while watching a Pixar movie and that quickly progressed to rubbing and kissing all over. He makes the sexiest whimper when I kiss his abdomen, his neck, his back, his inner thigh or his ears. I have found his spots. I didn't want to fuck right away so we extended our foreplay throughout nearly the entire movie! He was writhing as I worked my tongue to his ass. I don't know how the boy does it, but he took my cock in everywhich way I could imagine. Doggie, missionary, reverse cowgirl, on his side, me standing on the side of the bed, etc. As good as it felt, my goal was to make him cum first. His eyes were rolling to the top of his head as I got my daddy dick deeper and deeper into him. He finally couldn't take it anymore and rubbed his dick. He shot a huge load from his stomach all the way to his neck (he's 6 feet tall). I slowed down to let his ass relax after cumming before I began to speed up my pumping again. As I pumped harder and harder I could feel that load building in my balls. Soon I was exploding in his boyhole. We collapsed and fell asleep quickly thereafter. About 8:15 I woke up and we were still cuddled together naked. He was in a position where his cute little ass was pointed right at my crotch. I immediately got a hard-on. I spit on my hand and slowly moved my arm down so I could lube up my cock. I put the wad of spit on my cock and then went straight for his hole. He was asleep but when I entered him he woke up. He didn't scream or buck away --- instead he moaned and pushed his ass onto my cock. WHAT A GOOD BOY! I really just wanted to be inside of him and stay there but he had other ideas. He was ready to get pounded. I obliged. This time we only fucked missionary after the initial sideways entry. I was relentless and he was screaming waaaaay too much as my grandfather was in the next room. I put a pillow over his face to muffle the moans and screaming. The way his legs were against my chest presented his hole to me in a way that I had perfect access to his hole. I pounded and pounded, hearing my balls slapping against his butt. Next thing I know, I'm adding another load to my boy. He later said, "Oh my God, you fuck me so good." I love this boy.... hopefully someday you tops will get to tag team him with me! For now - happy breeding, pigs!

I was away for a long weekend in Vegas - The next chapter is almost finished and will be posted soon.

Part 6; Without cumming Tom stopped fucking, and we both fisted the boy in every which way possible, individually, and together. After about an hour of continuing to wreck the twinks cunt I thought, 'Where is Malcolm?' I went to check on his whereabouts, and he was in the lounge, chilling out, drinking his lager, and quickly it seemed, he had downed 6 bottles in the time he had left the playroom. Like I had done earlier he had been saving his piss especially for the boy. He stood up, 'Right, let's go back up', then putting on his Gas Mask. Back in the playroom Malcolm asked Tom, his voice now distorted, to hit him out a Rose. '1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 ... Push'. Tom moved his self and the stool away allowing Malcolm to take the reigns. Like his predecessor he grabbed the washing up brush and vigorously brushed the twinks ever growing bloom. Unzipping again he took his erect Dick out, which was still oozing Gonnorhoea, and he milked his perineum which seem to increase the flow of his infection, and spread it all over the boys Rose. He slid in deep, and stayed still, focusing. After a few minutes piss was steadily trickling out of this gaping cunt. I grabbed a bucket and placed underneath to catch the leakage. Malcolm pulled out, and his pissed gushed out. He again penetrated. Once again taking a huge piss. Again upon pulling out a huge amount of piss gushed out. He repeated this a third time. He then asked me; 'Keith, do you have that 'Gask Mask Funnel Hood' to hand'? I did indeed. Basically, inside this Gask Mask where the mouth would go is a hollow bulb that goes into the mouth that is open at the other end so anything that goes into that hollow bulb is forced down the throat. Malcolm carried the twink into the bathroom, and ordered him to kneel, facing outwardly. He came back to the playroom for the bucket of piss, I followed carrying the Mask, whilst Tom stayed behind for a bit of puff time. The bath was plugged up, the ball-gag was removed, and the boy had the bucket of piss poured over him, some down his back, and some down his front, so he was now drenched, and kneeling in it. 'Suck me, and look up at me whilst you are doing it'. He slowly slid in his semi flaccid Dick of pus, and slowly slid it all the way out, and all the way in, and all the way out, and so forth. I could see Malcolms Dick growing. Taking it out out I could see it was now fully erect, banging it on the boys face. Sliding it back in he with no warning started to fuck his face hard and fast, on the final thrust held his head firmly in his pubes, until he choked and spluttered. He withdrew his Dick, and milked his perineum, again, more infection flowed. Spitting in the twinks face he said... 'Lick that up you cunt'. He did as ordered. He left to get a few more lagers as I attached the Funnel Gas Mask. Swiftly returning, with 4 more bottles, he downed one in a matter of seconds. Impressive! He took a couple of swigs from the next bottle; 'Hands behind your back, and look up at me'. Whilst continuing to drink his lager, he started to piss, and begin filling up the funnel. Soon the boy started frequently gulping. I got Hard instantly at that wonderful sound, and started stroking. The funnel empty, it was soon filled up again, this time both Malcolm and I spat a few times each in the funnel held piss. Once again, the sound of frequent forced gulping sent a surge of depravity though my being. I was now beyond hard. My Dick was solid, and dripping pre cum again. 'Bring my Lagers Keith'... to which Malcolm carried the twink into the playroom, and put him on all 4's on the rubbered up Mattress. I got behind him. My turn to punch fist. Lubing up my fist... '1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10... Push'. He pushed out his cunt, leaving me to enjoy licking and sucking his Rosebud. Wiping my precum on his Rose I pushed it back in, and started fucking hard and steady (not slowly but not pounding). I could not feel his insides at all now since I last fucked him. He simply felt very warm, and wet inside. I really love that sensation. I was ready to blow again, but held on. Malcolm refilled the funnel so I had to change my pace, and fuck slowly (just as well as I was getting very close), as to not spill any precious piss. Then that magical sound, forced gulping. All I needed to hear; 'You fucking Nasty Cunt'... I immediately picked up my pace from slow and light movements, to gripping on to his waist tighter, breathing becoming erratic, grunting, with slow yet extremely hard thrusts. I suddenly felt my soul consumed with a satanic force. I was fucking him like I was the devil. I arched my head back, grunting loudly as I shot my second load into him. I had been using the small Rose-Bud plug on him until now. I now plugged him with the large size. Tom piped up; 'Let's Slam'. Part 7 to follow...

Part 4; I met my best friend Tom way back in 1993 when I was a young lad. He was the one that pozzed me up that same year, and we have been on quite a journey together as partners in crime. He stopped his Medz about 1 year ago, and via our discussions helped me choose to come off of mine several months back. A few weeks ago he told me that his specialist was strongly advising him to go back on Medz. At that time he had also just been diagnosed with Hep C. I asked him if he had gone back on his Medz, and started treatment for the latter. Starting everything next week he said. I told him I was playing with a Tina'd up Twink and was he up for joining us. He understandably was feeling tired, but was up for some action with the innocent. 'I'll be around within the next few hours'. Back to my play room, the boy had again put himself in the sling. Obviously somewhere he feels is natural for him to be. 'On all 4's on the mattress boy'. 'Yes Sir'. On all 4's I took out the Rosebud plug where my piss spilled out. I flipped him on his back and rolled him around in my piss, and used my hands to smear it all over this little piggy's body and face. Using the inflatable dildo again I stretched his cunt with inflating, deflating partly, inflating again, and so on, gradually building up so it wouldn't inflate anymore. The base doesn't inflate so it was easy enough to pull back his loosened battered lips to see the dildo inside, fully inflated. I fucked him hard with it, seeing his stretched wide open gaping pink cunt lips clasping on the black material. After dildo play I positioned my Dick at his loose hole, took a condom from my waistcoat pocket, and said; 'Do you think we should use this?' It really turns me on playing in an unsafe environment, yet, toying and teasing with the possibility of safety. He shook his head, moaning, arching his cunt towards me, grabbing my wasted ass cheeks towards him. My Dick head popped in. I slid in a few more inches and immediately started fucking him with a hard steady rhythm. After a few minutes I pulled out, and said; 'No, we must use protection'. I rolled on the rubber, slid in balls deep, and started to fuck him again with that hard steady rhythm. I was soon increasing my pace, turned on knowing that this rubber simply was not going to stop the inevitable. I pulled out. 'You are probably right, we don't need this'. I pulled the condom off, and tied it around his wrist. Recommencing the fucking I this time fucked with long hard deep thrusts, each time pulling all the way out, and slamming back in again. On my final hard slow thrust I leaned in; 'You want a mouthful of sperm boy?' 'Cum inside me Sir. Please cum inside me'. The correct answer. I grabbed hold of his waist and with no warning I started fucking him hard and fast. I had been close to cumming for quite sometime (but kept holding), we'd been playing for hours, and I had two months of dirty cum to unload. It didn't take long. I was now beginning the point of no return! I leaned in close to his face, spitting on my approach. I looked right into his soul; 'I'm gonna cum'. 'Yes Sir, infect me'. 'You filthy fucking whore'. Keeping our eyes locked I impaled one last thrust, held my dick still in it's deep position and unloaded my dirty seed. I could feel my Dick pulsate as I grunted and roared like a wild animal. I don't think I have ever made a noise like it. A much needed release. I pulled out and immediately plugged him back up with the Rosebud plug. I ordered him to get on his knees, and clean my Dick. Once satisfied with his cleaning work, he got back in the sling, I re-attached the blindfold and left him to rest, whilst I went for a break. Part 5 to follow...

Part 3; I stopped what I was doing, to admire and take in the beautiful sight of this boy's slightly gaping cunt. Beautiful. I had every intention of stretching him even further, and not letting my handy work so far tighten up even just a smidgen, so I plugged him with an Oxballs Rosebud Spec-U-Plug that 'blooms' open once inside. 'Get up'. He got up, and was a bit unsteady on his legs, so, I carried him into the bathroom, and ordered him to kneel in the bath, back to the taps. I climbed in, standing, facing him. 'Hands behind your back boy, open your mouth, keep it open, and look up at me'. 'Yes Sir'. My long awaited pee came. The first splash hit his chest, then I aimed for his face, moving my dick around so his face was getting a good drenching. Then aiming for his mouth I began to fill him up, enjoying seeing my piss overflow down his chin and chest. 'Drink it' After swallowing my piss, I refilled his mouth again, and with further overflow I once again ordered him to swallow. I then purposefully stopped peeing, even though I needed to release a lot more, and ordered him to stay where he was. In the kitchen I mixed up a fresh batch of fisting gel, putting it in the playroom, then returned to the bathroom. I put my flaccid Dick into his mouth and focused on peeing again. I started to get a semi, when I started trickling. Pushing the back of his head to the base of my Dick he made frequent gulping sounds as he had no choice but to swallow. More piss to come, but I once again 'held'. 'On all 4's boy'. 'Yes Sir'. I removed the Oxballs Rosebud Spec-U-Plug. He was definitely gaping a bit more than before I first put it in. I got Rock Hard immediately. I plunged in balls deep. He was certainly now relaxed, and sufficiently stretched (yet not enough), as my Dick wasn't even contacting the innards of his cunt, and I have a decent 6" Girth when erect. I love a tight ASS, but, I love it even more when it is loose. As I was now erect I had to really focus to pee again, and resist the temptation to start fucking. And out it came. During at least 1 minute I pissed to completion. I fucked his loose non gripping cunt for a few minutes, with my piss sloshing about inside. I pulled out, and piss started gushing out from his gaping cunt. I crouched down and caught a mouthful, and held it in my mouth. Piss still pouring out I quickly plugged him back up with the Rosebud plug. I flipped him onto his knees, opened his mouth with my hands, and fed him from my mouth the mixture of my piss, his cunt juice, and blood. And maybe some of my bio hazardous pre cum too. 'Do you like to slam boy?' 'I don't know what that is Sir'. 'It is when someone injects their blood into someone else. Like mine injected into you'. His response was to rub his chest, put his bottom lip inside his mouth, looking at me with an intense look with moans and whimpers of ecstasy. I carried him to the playroom, got him some drinks and snacks then went into my office to give my friend Tom a call. Part 4 to follow...

Part 2; No sooner had his tongue made contact with my beautiful lesion my now flaccid Dick became rock hard in a Heart Beat! Seeing his sweet young innocent looking face and his juicy lips around my shaft as he licked obediently was turning me on immensely to the point I was now oozing pre cum. 'Put your hands behind your back, open your mouth, keep it open, and look up at me'. 'Yes Sir'. I slowly smeared my Dirty pre cum on his juicy lips. His submissive gaze said 'you own me', which turned me on even more. I was now really leaking a lot of pre cum. 'Lick my juice boy, show it to me on your tongue, and swallow it'. As he done this multiple times I repeatedly spat on his face. 'You Dirty cunt'. He nodded. I ordered him onto his back, head on the pillow, where I reconnected the wrist to ankle restraints. I knelt by his head, rolled on a slim fit condom over my thick toxic shaft, unrolled all of the remaining part of the condom over my balls and the cockring. Using a slim fit condom instead of standard size makes it really tight. For a good 15 Minutes I kept on generously lubing up my latex covered shaft and balls with Apricot oil, repeatedly pulling very tightly so my cock head looked shiny and smooth, as almost as if it were Bare! I kept on scratching at the latex covering my balls, and eventually the latex just melted away. I immediately positioned myself at his exposed cunt, pulled the condom tightly over my shaft, and penetrated him only a few inches when I heard two sweet sounds. A gasp of pleasure, and that snapping sound when a condom breaks. I pulled out, slipping my finger between my bare dick and the condom just to watch it fall away from my dick, it hanging all tattered and ruined from my cockring. I started to penetrate him again, VERY slowly, enjoying watching and feeling every mm of my Bare Dick slide past his tight pink flesh, to invade and corrupt his cunt deep within. I was almost half way. My lesion now just touching his innocent pink flesh. I stopped for a few minutes, to take in the wonder of the intense contrast. Enough. I slid in balls deep, allowing my body to fall in-between his restrained ankles/wrists, coming face to face. Staying impaled I very slowly rocked, feeling his warm wet cunt embracing my now Bare Shaft! 'Would you like to try some Tina as a pre Birthday treat boy?' 'Yes please Sir'. I pulled out. As I unrestrained him again he noticed the tattered ruined condom from my cockring. 'The condom broke. Did you cum Sir'. 'No boy. I still have a 2 month load to unleash'. 'You haven't cum in 2 months?' 'No'. Truth is, I hadn't. I had been feeling rather rotten. I went and got various bits; some more drinks, etc, when coming back into my play room I saw the cute lad had hopped off from the rubber mattress, and was now lying back on the sling, with a big old grin on his face. I made him drink a large glass of water to ensure he stayed hydrated. I put a tourniquet on his arm, made him stay still and hold out his arm, and gave him his first ever hit of Tina. He very soon started writhing, groaning, holding onto the sling, repeating over and over again; 'Fuck me Sir, Fuck me Sir, Fuck me Sir, just stick your dick in me'. I was holding a huge piss, and wanted to continue to do so for the time being, so, we played with an inflatable dildo, which really started to make him looser. Loose is as HOT as tight. The toothbrush didn't lie as I shoved it back in him, and this time no 'Ouches', and his cunt was no longer gripping it. I gave his cunt a good firm brushing. I knelt before the sling, and slipped in 3 fingers very easily now. I moved them side to side, in and around, very vigorously, causing very loud moans, and squelching. Pulling his increasingly gaping hole apart I got my tongue inside his cunt, swirling around, alternating between tongue fucking him and vigorously triple finger fucking him. Part 3 to follow...

Note: This is a work of fiction. Any relationship to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental. Enjoy the story. In the Cards I was cruising a website looking for some action when I became engaged in a discussion with another guy about card games and Russian roulette and the possibility of getting pozzed. I have always been interested in being a bottom among other bottoms and having random poz or neg guys breed me and then wait for the results. In my mind it is the ultimate chaser experience. The guy told me that he was getting a group four tops and four bottoms together—neg bottoms and neg and poz tops for a breeding session involving selection by a deck of cards. At least one top in the group would be poz. He needed one more bottom to complete the group. I thought about the possibility of risking being pozzed and the randomness of the draw had me interested. After thinking about it fir a few minutes I responded that I wanted to play. He gave me the address and told me to be there in an hour. Despite my apprehension at becoming poz, the odds were good that I wouldn’t and I cleaned up and drove to the address. It was a very nice house in a nice neighborhood. I was suddenly very excited because I had expected some sleazy place. The host met me at the front door and verified that I was indeed invited to the party. He was as described in his profile. Mid-30’s, white, youngish looking, black hair, neatly groomed. He had on shorts and a tee shirt, I could see the outline of his ample cock behind the material. I wondered if he was a top or bottom. I was then ushered inside to the very nicely appointed entry hall. I noticed six piles of clothing on the floor and was not surprised when I was invited to strip naked and leave everything in a pile on the floor. As I was stripping my host took off his shorts and tee shirt and laid them on a pile. His cock was awesome, even flaccid. He was cut and thick. Since the host had stripped while I was doing the same, I guessed that I was the last to arrive. Once naked I faced my host and he guided me to the party room. Six other guys were there lounging. It was a nice mixture of races and body types. I figured that the guys with the biggest cocks, including one black guy, were tops. No sex was taking place, but some drinks and munchies were being served. The room was large and I also saw that there were four areas prepared for sex, it was going to be a communal fuck session orgy. The host began speaking ,”Gentlemen, welcome to tonight’s roulette breeding party. Four of us are bottoms and four are tops. The idea is that each top will breed at least one bottom tonight. You already know that at all of the bottoms are neg, or at least indicated to me that they are neg, and of the tops at least one is poz. There is a minimum 25 percent chance that the bottoms will be bred by the poz top. The poz top or tops are HVL and med resistant. Whomever the lucky bottom or bottoms are will likely convert as a result of tonight’s party.” I felt a chill go down my spine. It was real! But, I thought that there was only a one in four chance that I would get the poz top. He continued, “Here is how it will go down tonight. Each of the tops has already drawn a card, Ace, King, Queen or Jack. Each of the bottoms will draw a card and the top with the matching card will be their breeder. Once the initial breeding session is over, you are welcome to stay and enjoy the drinks, food and any other sex you desire. It is 10 PM now, at 11 PM, the status of each of the tops will be revealed and they have all agreed that they will likely be ready for sloppy seconds by then, if you desire a fuck knowing what is involved. And the bathroom is now locked—we don’t want any of the bottoms losing their hard earned cum loads.” I was in awe at how the night was going to play out. I was definitely taking a huge chance. But my naked cock was beginning to harden at the prospect of knowing I might be fucked by a poz guy. Did I really want to be pozzed? I liked the looks of the cocks around the room. Big and thick. Any of them would easily tear my bottom up and potentially provide a toxic ending.” “It is time for the bottoms to draw their cards. The order will be the order in which they arrived.,” came the next announcement from our host. I was last and watched the king, jack and queen get drawn. As each card was drawn, the cocks of the tops began to harden around the room. The game was on. The only card left was the Ace of Spades. It was time for the tops and bottoms to match up. As each of the tops went to their bottoms, I realized that my top was our host. He had the matching ace. He came over to me and smiled. “I had hoped that I would get you,” he said. “You are going to enjoy yourself.” He reached out and twisted one of my nipples roughly. I loved it. I love having my nipples abused and as he did that my cock began to swell in anticipation. I took a quick look around the room and saw the other three couples already beginning the process of coupling and breeding. Getting through the initial meeting and preparing the bottom to accept the seed of the bulls in the room. Our host led me to the sofa and pushed me roughly onto it and began to rim me deeply. He was preparing my bottom to receive the seed he was going to put into me. I wondered if he was THE poz top. He offered me poppers and I took a deep hit. He had a beautiful cock and I was anxious to begin sucking it to full hardness. Without warning he stopped rimming my bottom and pulled me close for a deep kiss. I loved the taste of my bottom on his lips. I knew he was getting close. His cock was nearly erect. I moved down to suck him, stopping to bite his nipples, which he enjoyed. He kept saying harder and I bit harder and harder. I took his 7 inch cut cock into my mouth and began bringing it to full hardness. I tasted his sweet pre-cum and wondered again, was he the poz top? After a short while of sucking his shaved cock and balls, he pushed me down onto the sofa onto my back and opened my legs. He bent down and lightly licked my hole and spit into it. He placed the tip of his cockhead at the entrance to my bottom without any lube except the spit he had just put there. I knew this was going to be hard, but I was unprepared for what came next. He rammed his huge cock balls deep in one stroke and I felt my inner ring tear almost immediately. OMG, I thought, the way he thrust into me, he is definitely poz and I am going to be pozzed tonight. He roughly fucked me for a bit until I could feel lubrication surrounding his cock and reducing the friction. It was probably blood and I was able to get my fingers to graze his cock before he swatted them away. I looked at my fingers, while he was pile driving my hole, and confirmed blood. This was for real. I licked the traces of my blood off my fingers and realized that there was no backing out and no place to hide or change my mind. I was probably getting fucked by a HVL poz, med-resistant toxic cock. I was beginning to enjoy the hard pounding as the abuse had numbed my pain and I was beginning to experience the enjoyment of getting fucked. That is what being a bottom is all about. Getting fucked and taking cum. The fucking continued and he got into a rhythm that I could enjoy. He reached down and twisted my nipples roughly. I almost came right then. He looked into my eyes and smiled. I could tell the time was getting close. He bent his head down to kiss me. I loved getting fucked on my back so that the top could kiss me as he unloads deep inside of me. For a moment i was distracted and i heard one of the other couples complete their coupling loudly and compassionately. I also noticed at least one of the couples was watching us as our host for the evening was about to unload his yet unknown-load into my bottom. They were both jacking their cocks and the bottom of the group was fully erect enjoying the show. i snapped back to reality and looked into my host’s eyes. “Are you ready for my load to fill you,” he said. His words brought to bottom from the couple watching us to begin spewing sperm around and he put his cock into my mouth and I sucked him dry. I was about to receive cum in both holes. My breeder’s cock began to expand and I felt the beginnings of his orgasm building as I swallowed the sweet cum being provided to me. With a grunt and a loud exclamation out host announced: “Take my load you faggot. You deserve everything in it.” He drove his massive cock balls deep, past my destroyed inner ring and I felt it pulse at least ten times as he delivered his load deep into my body. He collapsed on top of me, sweaty and hot. He kept his cock deep in me so that none of his precious load could escape. I held him and thoroughly enjoyed the contact after being roughly bred. After a few minutes he withdrew an presented my with his blood and cum covered cock to clean. I enjoyed cleaning off the likely instrument of my pozzing, I was amazed at the amount of blood on his cock. Although I still did not know officially, from the intensity of the fucking, I was pretty sure I was now pregnant with his poz babies. Our host stood up, his now flaccid but still large cock swinging and invited the others to sit. Each of the couple had finished and I could tell that the other bottoms had each had an almost equally enjoyable and rough experience. The tops were all smiling and chatting together, while we bottoms sat together somewhat stunned. Everyone had a drink and was enjoying some munchies while waiting for the news of who got pozzed. Right at Eleven o’clock our host began talking. “So now is the reveal. Who was poz and who was not.” He looked at the four bottoms and spoke directly to us. “You thought this was a classic roulette party where only one of the chambers had a bullet? No, it was a poz the neg faggot party. Only one top was neg. The Jack was the neg top.” He paused for a moment for effect. I was stunned and took a big swallow of my doing. My ass was sore and bleeding. He continues, “I hope you are all happy that the cocks that pozzed your neg asses gave you what you wanted but were too afraid to actually get. As for you, he looked at the bottom who was fucked with only neg cum, “if you want to be pozzed we are all willing to change your status.” I was in shock. It was sinking in, I had been pozzed. Seriously. The odds had been against me getting out of the evening as a neg bottom. I had very mixed emotions, but wait, there was more. Our host continued, “For the three of you who were pozzed, each of us has the Cuban Strain of HIV. It promises to develop quickly into AIDS and is med resistant. Additionally, each of the cards came with some additional bugs. The guy with the queen had herpes and Hep-C. The poz guy with the king has gono. And I have syph.” I was in shock. With one fuck, I had been infected with one of the most virulent forms of HIV and syph, too. The room was quiet for a minute and the guy who was not pozzed spoke up, “Wow. Who wants to poz my neg ass?” All of the poz guys responded that they would love to do the honors. The poz guy with syph had a big cock and came over to me and said, “are you ready for more?” I looked him in the eye and responded, “Sure. I guess I want it all.” He smiled, I took a big swig on my drink to settle my nerves and we walked off to one of the sofas to fuck another poz load into my bottom and add gono to my new and growing bug collection. My transition from DDF neg was complete. What a party this was.

Was horny as fuck tonight . So I cleaned myself out and then pushed my buttplug into my ass to get the inside of my hole loosened up and well lubed . Then off to the bookstore to find some random cock and cum . I went into a booth and not 30 seconds later there was a horny fucker knocking on the door , I opened it up and let him in . After making out for a few minutes I reached for my poppers and dropped to my knees to get his nice uncut precut leaking cock nice and hard to give what I needed . After he was good and hard I stood up and turned around and bent over to present my cunt to him . He ate my ass for a few minutes then started rubbing his uncut covered cock head on my hole . I begged him to fuck him like a good slut should ! He easily slipped his cock into my prelubed hole and went balls deep. His clock felt so good stretching my fuckhole that I let out a huge moan that apparently got the attention of other horny fuckers in the booth area, before long the door was open and three guys were watching him use my raw hole while jerking their cocks. After a few minutes he sunk balls deep and unloaded his unknown status seed into my fuckhole. God I love the feeling of a pulsing cock filling me with warm seed. After he finished the other three all took their turns on my cum filled hole and all dumped their questionable loads onto me while calling me a slut and a whore . I love being talked to like that while my hole is stretched around a raw cock . So it was 4 unknown loads deep in my hole and one happy fucking cum slut leaking loads out of his ass. Random unknown loads make a happy little whore

Several months ago I began to chat with a young 26 year old Japanese kid, named Miako. He had posted on Craigslist that he wanted to experience his first sex party, while he was going to be visiting Las Vegas. He's closeted with his family and friends in Japan and completely on the DL. He's also only had limited experience as a bottom. But, his fantasy was to host an anonymous sex party, where he was the only bottom, taking all dicks that come into his room. His CL ad also said he wanted to experience his first black cock. I contacted him and told him that I had hosted many such hotel sex parties here in Las Vegas. I told him that I was a bottom, but that I would be happy to help him out with planning the party. And could also act as a fluffer and take pictures if he was interested. We chatted back and forth and he told me he'd love to have me in the room to photograph and fluff. As well as the fact that he'd feel safer with someone else in the room, since strangers would be coming and going. Since he had only advertised this through Craigslist, I helped him out, by putting posts about the sex party on BBRT, M4SexNow.com Squirt and several other websites on his behalf. I was a bit jealous, because since he's a very young, very feminine, good looking young man with some nice pictures in his CL ad, he had gotten a lot of responses to his ad. On Craigslist alone, he had over 25 guys that had said they wanted to come fuck him. The response from black guys was also really admirable. He had about 7 replies from black guys wanting to pound his ass. I had also sent messages to a couple of my black top fuckbuddies and asked them to attend. Unfortunately, he only wanted to be fucked by condom covered cocks. So, since I put that in the party listing on BBRT, it only got about 6 requests. But one those BBRT guys actually showed up. As did 2 of my black buddies. I met Miako at his off strip hotel room about an hour before his party was supposed to start. When he opened the door to his room, I was greeted by a sweet looking, very slight, delicate young Japanese kid of about 5'4" and 125 lbs. His features were very delicate and feminine. He was very sweet and soft spoken, I was worried that he was getting himself in over his head. And was not prepared for what he's set himself up for. I asked him if he was still sure he wanted to do this? He said he was nervous, but was also very excited to try this. I set up the room, setting out some bottles of lube, poppers and condoms that he had purchased. As well as some boxes of tissues and wet wipes. While I set everything out and put duct tape over his door lock, Miako douched and showered. The party was to start at 7pm. At 6:40pm, just as Miako was stepping out of the shower, there was a knock on the door, the door then was pushed open and the first guest arrived. A heavy set, yet muscular guy in his mid 50's walked into the room. He had a blue work shirt and jeans on. The work shirt had the logo of a heating and air conditioning company. He was obviously on his way home from work. Miako was naked and toweling off as he walked into the room. The first guest immediately walked over to Miako and felt his ass. "Mmmm....... This is going to feel good in your sweet, little boy pussy", he said. The guy quickly undid his belt and unzipped. He pulled out a 6", thick, uncut slab of meat. Miako dropped to his knees and took the thick cock into his mouth. I took a bottle of poppers and put them under both Miako and the other guys noses as Miako got the guy hard. Finally the guy told Miako to get on his knees. As Miako knelt on the end of the bed, the guy kicked his shoes off and pulled his pants off. I handed him a condom and the bottle of lube. He put the condom on and lubed up his cock as I slid lube up Miako's hole. This guy took no time ramming up into Miako's tight pussy. Miako let out a soft moan/groan as the thick cock slid up into him. I asked him if he was ok? He asked for the poppers. I put the bottle under his nose as he took some deep drags. Soon he opened up for the guy and the guy gave him a nice, hard fuck. I took a few pics of the guys cock in Miako's hole as they fucked. It was about a 10 minute fuck, before the guy shot his load, pulled out, dressed and left without a word. As soon as the door slammed shut, Miako began to giggle like a little girl. "Ooooh! That was fun!", he laughed. Just then, the door opened and a Latino guy in his late 20's walked in. Miako goes back to his position on his hands and knees on the edge of the bed. He Latino guy walks over to Miako's ass and fingers his hole. He's pulls out his cock. It's already hard. He puts his raw cockhead up to Miako's hole and begins to push in. Miako pulled back. "NO! Condom only!", he shouts, as I open a condom package. "FUCK!", the guy says. "Fuck parties are raw", he barks. "The kid wants a condom, dude. A condom or no fuck", I tell him as I place the condom in his hand. "Shit!", he says as he unrolls a condom onto his hard 7" cock. The guy fucks hard and deep. I can see that Miako is flinching with every thrust. So, I put the poppers under his nose. Soon, he's relaxed into the fuck and is no longer flinching and has eased into the fuck. Even with the condom, the guy seems to be enjoying Miako's tight Asian ass. After 12 or 13 minutes he pulls out and rips the condom off. "Give me your mouth, Fag", he barks. Miako turns and takes the uncut Latino dick into his mouth. The guy fucks Miako's mouth until he's gagging on it. Then he pulls from the mouth and jacks off into Miako's open mouth. As soon as he cums, he quickly pulls up his pants and leaves the room. Miako again breaks into laughter. "Oh, this is fun. It hurts, but it feels good, too. I feel like prostitute", he chuckles. "You're a geisha whore", I laugh. Another 5 minutes pass before the next guy shows up. I scruffy looking guy in his late 50's/early 60's comes in. His face is covered with several days of stubble. His hair is messy and his clothes are wrinkled. He smells of stale cigarettes and stale beer. He's very gruff and intimidating in his appearance. He says nothing as he comes in and quickly strips completely naked. He has a nice body for a guy his age. He looks like he works an active and very physical job. His tan body is covered in a blanket of faded tattoos. Some of them large breasted naked women. The large tattoo on his chest and upper abs is a naked woman, sitting, with her legs spread, showing her pussy. The guy walks up to Miako's ass and slaps his cock against his hole. I walk over and drop to my knees and say, "Let me get you hard". He puts his dick to my lips. His cock tastes salty and funky. He hasn't showered or washed his dick in awhile. The smell is both repulsive and a turn on at the same time. He's masculine and rough. And I want to service him. He quickly hardens in my mouth. Once he's hard, I roll a condom onto him and lube it up. He then puts his cock to Miako's hole and pushes up into him. The guy fucked Miako for close to 20 minutes. While this guy was fucking Miako, two of my black fuck buddies walked into the room. They quickly undressed. Myron climbed onto the bed and fed his bbc to Miako to suck. I dropped to my knees and began to suck Ben's bbc. Once the scruffy guy came and pulled out, Ben condomed up and began to fuck Miako. The scruffy guy dressed and left. Ben and Myron took turns fucking Miako. Ben is well over 8"s when he's fully hard. Miako was doing his best to take it, but he was needing to sniff the poppers almost continually to be able to take Ben's bbc. Myron's cock was just a bit smaller and thinner than Ben's. But, they are both brutal fuckers. They were not showing Miako's inexperienced pussy any mercy. Miako would flinch in both pleasure and pain as he received each brutal thrust from these hung black men. Finally, Ben pulled his cock from Miako and began to jack off. He began to cum and shot his load all over Miako's tight, bubble butt. Then Ben put his cock up to my mouth and I cleaned off the rest of the cum that continued to ooze from his cockhead. Myron then slipped back into Miako's pussy and fuck harder than ever. He was leaning forward and pinching Miako's tits as he ground his cock into the Asian pussy. Myron let out a loud growl and slammed all the way into Miako as he filled the condom with his load. When he pulled out and pulled off the condom, he threw the condom into the corner and I dove for his cock. I cleaned it with my mouth as he softened. My two black buddies dressed as another black guy walked into the room. This guy was a black God! He was at least 6'4", 265lbs and muscled. "Hey, Bros. How's the pussy?", he asked as he began to strip and they were passing him on their way to the door. "Nice and tight", they both said in almost unison, with a chuckle. Myron and Ben had now left and this new guy was quickly naked. He had at least 8"s of thick, uncut and very thick meat hanging down over 2 swollen, giant balls. He was extremely muscular and also covered in tattoos. He walked over to Miako as Miako repositioned himself on the edge of the bed. He had a fearful look on his face. "Suck me, queer boy", the guy grunted. Miako turned and took the guys soft cock into his mouth. The guy was quickly getting hard. Once he was fully hard, he had grabbed Miako around the back of the head and was face fucking him. Miako was gagging and coughing. Soon the guy turned and barked at me. "Suck it, daddy" he growled. "You want some black dick, don't you?" I took some drags from my poppers and dropped to my knees. He fed me his bbc and I did my best to take it down my throat. I also choked on it as he pulled my head down onto his bbc. Then he pulled from my mouth and told Miako to show him his ass. Miako again knelt on the edge of the bed. The black guy put his raw cock up to Miako's hole and was going to push into him raw. "He wants condoms only", I said as I handed him a condom. "FUCK!" he growled as he ripped the condom package from my hands. As he put the magnum sized condom onto his bbc, I lubed up Miako's stretched hole. This guy had swollen to close to 9"s and very thick. His cockhead was also large and mushroomed shaped. Miako poppered up as the guy began to press inside Miako's cunt. Miako was groaning in pain. "UHHH!!! Stop! Wait!", Miako shouted. The black guy took no heed. He continued to press in. Miako was flinching in pain as this big guy was forcing his cock up into Miako's tender pussy. "Shut up and take it, bitch! You wanted black cock. Now shut up and take it like a man", he shouted back. I leaned down to Miako's face. "Are you ok, buddy? Can you take his cock? Do you need to take a break?" Like a little trooper, he his best to take it, but finally he crawled forward and pulled off the guys cock. "I'm sorry", Miako said. "I can't. I can't take it", he said sadly. "FUCK!" the guy grunted as he ripped the condom off and threw it at Miako. Miako looked frightened as he crawled to the head of the king sized bed. I was also a bit worried. The guy was pissed. "Want to fuck me", I asked the black guy? "You can fuck my ass. I can take you", I replied. Without saying anything, he began to reach for another magnum condom. "Raw!", I shout. "You can fuck me raw", I said. "In fact, I'd prefer it raw. If you'll fuck me raw, I can take it, better", I said. Without a word, he squeezed some lube on his raw cock as I quickly undressed. I asked Miako to lube my ass well. I knelt on the edge of the bed and took some deep drags on poppers as Miako liberally lubed my hole and pushed some in. The Black Beast stepped up to me and slapped his bbc on my hole a few times before plunging up into me. I let out a loud gasp as his cockhead slipped up past my sphincter. I continued to sniff on poppers as he began to thrust. Each thrust going deeper into me. Soon I could feel him go up into the second sphincter. I thought my head was going to explode from all the poppers. But I needed to continue to sniff nearly non-stop to take the hard, deep pounding from this bbc that was assaulting my ass. But, within a few minutes, I had relaxed into it and it was feeling awesome. I looked up at Miako, who was staring at this with a look of awe and unbelief on his face. As this Black God was pounding me, a 20 something, athletic young hunk came into the room and quickly stripped. He was soon followed by an early 40's looking guy next door type guy that also came in and quickly stripped. Miako had gotten off the bed and was sucking both their cocks as the black guy rammed my hole. After about 15 minutes of fucking me in every position imaginable, the black guy finally rammed deep into me and let out a loud growl as he emptied his balls into my gut. The black guy pulled out and climbed off the bed as the 40 something guy climbed up and slid his raw cock up into me. While the guy was fucking me, the 20 something guy told Miako that he was going to fuck him. Miako put a condom on the kid and knelt on the bed, next to me, with his ass in the air. The kid lubed up his condom covered cock and began to slide up into Miako's pussy. Miako flinched and pulled off. "I'm sorry", he said. "I'm too sore. I can't take it". Miako apologized. The guy fucking me pulled out and told the kid to "Try this daddy's hole. It's nice, silky and wet". "Pull the condom off", I told the kid. "I'll take you raw". The kid pulled the condom off and slid up into me. For almost 25 minutes the two guys took turns fucking my raw cunt. First the 20 something kid shot his load up there. Then the 40 something guy slid back into me and added his load. I had been so busy taking both those dicks, that I hadn't even noticed that a black kid in his early 20's had come into the room. When I turned around I saw Miako on his knees sucking a long, thin cock of this young, thuggish looking black kid, wearing a hoodie sweatshirt and jeans. Miako wanted to try again to take this black kids cock in his ass, but after just a few minutes, it was clear that he was just too sore. So, I again offered my ass to the kid. I pulled the condom off the kid and got face down, ass up on the edge of the bed as I felt the kid slide his 7", thin cock easily up into my well opened pussy. He was a brutal fucker. He was grabbing me hard around the waist, his right leg up on the bed as he stood behind me and rammed hard and deep into my cunt. About 15 minutes of hard fucking brought load number 4 into my ass. By now, I needed to get home. I started to dress. "You going to take more cock?" I asked Miako. "No. I'm too sore. I have to stop", he says. I finish dressing and pull the duct tape from the door locks. "Did you have fun?", I ask as I'm about to leave the room. "Oh, yes!", Miako says, almost with a squeal of joy to his voice. I leave the room and head down the hallway towards the elevator, I pass a handsome guy in his mid 40's. Just as I push the elevator button, I look back and see the guy knocking on Miako's door. I smile as I step into the elevator. Not knowing if Miako answered the door and let the guy in or not?

It was about the second week of June when my friend Tommy announced that he's going back home for the summer. His parents will be traveling through Europe and he needs to watch the house and his siblings...it's a Saturday night and what am i going to do? I thought about going to the usual hangout but why, most of my friends are out of town....I thought for a minute hey I should check out the Bum Steer, i've always wanted to go there but my friends always disapproved...Well since im by myself this weekend i thought about going there...So I got dressed up in the usual preppy look and headed to the Bum Steer...The parking lot was busy but i soon found a spot..My stomach as in notches as I got out of the car, i started to have second thoughts......I figured I would never know what this place is like unless i go inside...So i walked in the door and looked around it was filled with biker types, bears, and rough necks......I was there maybe 15 minutes until i heard this voice from the bar saying HEY TWINK ARE YOU LOST, THIS AINT YOUR TYPE OF BAR GO BACK TO PRESTONS...I started to head towards the door and leave until I saw him. There he was standing by the pool table with his friends...What do i do? Do I go up to him? Do I leave? I was filled with so many questions. Finally i made up my mind to go over to him, except he wasn't there......DAMN I missed my opportunity....I was about to leave until I felt a hand on my shoulder, I turned around and it was Randy. it's Spencer right? Yea that's me....What are you doing here? this isnt your type of club? I told him I thought i would check out this place....Randy laughed and said well it's not Prestons, that's for sure...Here ill show you around and introduce you to some of my friends, he grabbed my hand and led me over to his friends... His friends were nice, different than my group of friends that can be chatty. As we were talking Randy slid is hand inside my pants and started fingering my hole. I dont know if if was the thought of his finger playing around my fuck hole or his group of friends dressed in leather that got me sporting a huge boner. One of the guys Rock asked me if was enjoying myself and would be sticking around for the fun after the bar closes...I said sure I dont have anything going on tomorrow and i really wanted to spend more time with Randy. Rock just smiled and said we will have more fun later and with that he handed me another drink. It was about 1:45am when the bartender yelled out LAST CALL. Soon the bar started emptying out. Soon there were only about 12 of us including Randy and myself left in the bar. Rock proceeded to open up the door that led to the back room and guided us all into the room. Randy grabbed my hand, kissed me and said he's so glad i was here. I told him I was glad to be here to and to be with him. As we got into the room, Randy started undressing me and soon I was there standing in my whitie tighities. I felt kind of naked and embarassed....But as I looked around most of the other guys were naked and making out. I felt so turned on I started undressing Randy and when i pulled down his underwear he had the most beautiful cock it was long, thick and uncut with nice low hanging balls...Above his cock on his stomach was the most unusual tattoo, I couldnt make out the design but i thought I had seen it somewhere...I couldnt help myself i started licking at the head of the cock and started sucking on it taking the whole cock inside my mouth. As I looked up I saw Randy's eyes as he smiled and grabbed the back of my head. He slowly started fucking my mouth, he had the most incredible cock. I couldnt wait to have it inside of me...As I was sucking Randy's cock I was wondering if I had any condoms in my wallet or if the bar had any in the room. Soon I felt Randy's hands pull me to my feet and he looked into my eyes and said Spence that was incredible and he kissed me. While he was kissing me his hands were grabbing my ass and his finger was making his way to my hole as he started sticking it in and out....He pulled away and said I want so bad to fuck you tonight. I want to fuck you in the sling. I looked at him and said the what?? I had no idea what a sling was. He pointed over to the corner and there it was hanging from the ceiling. My eyes went back to his and I smiled at him.

PART 6 Dean had shoved a huge shard of T in Daddy’s big round furry ass. “You fucker. Holy shit! Damn, you could’ve warned me! I wouldn’t turn down a nice booty bump from a hot pig like you!” Dean got a nasty grin on his face and said “I know, Mike, but I wanted it to be a surprise. I love surprises. Don’t you?” Daddy laughed and said. “You dirty little fucker. Wait until I get my cock out of this whore and into your sloppy cumdump.” Dean laughed while Daddy continued to lay on Chris’ chest and let the booty bump fully dissolve in his ass. Chris stuck his tongue in Daddy’s mouth and they were making out like crazy while Dean kept shoving his fingers in and out of Daddy’s hole. Daddy continued to moan loudly, while he pushed himself back on Dean’s fingers. Finally Daddy lifted himself up, moaning, while Dean kept his fingers in Daddy’s ass. Finally, the hairy stranger who was fucking me started to speed up and leaned down and grabbed my face, spitting in it to get my attention and said “I’m gonna come, faggot, where do you want my load?” He grinned, knowing the answer I would give. There was only one right answer. “Please shoot it in my cumdump. It’s the only place I want loads. I need cum in my rape hole. Fucking knock me up, man…make my cunt pregnant.” The man got a grimace on his face and pounded me hard. “Take my fucking load you dirty little cumwhore!” He kept pounding his fat cock in and out of my cunt faster and faster, and then held still. I could feel his nuts pulsing and shooting another load of stranger sperm deep inside me. The man who just bred me leaned down to kiss me and when he did, he spit in my face again, smiled and said “you fucking dirty little faggot. Your cunt needs more doesn’t it?” I nodded and moaned, then he pulled his fat uncut cock out of my cunt and shoved it into my mouth so I could clean off the cum from various men that he’d been using to lube up his dick. Meanwhile, another complete stranger walked up and prepared to use me for my primary purpose. Being fucked by hard cocks, and bred full of sperm by men I didn’t know and would never see again. While I was getting loaded up, Daddy had started to fuck Chris hard again, making him beg for Daddy’s amazing cock. He was even calling my Daddy “Daddy,” which turned me on so much. I really wanted to have another brother who was as much of a whore as me. While the next man (this time a smooth black guy with a giant dick) began using me, Dean walked up behind Daddy, who was bent over Chris pounding him alternately hard and soft. On one of the slower pounds, Dean touched his ass. He immediately stopped and said “can’t resist my ass, can you Dean? OK. Breed the old man. It’s been a while since I’ve had your rape stick inside me. Go ahead, mother fucker. Do your best.” Dean laughed and looked over at me, grinning. His cock was fat and steel hard. He walked up to Daddy and quickly rammed his entire cock into Daddy’s big hairy ass, causing him to moan and lean over Chris’ chest again. Chris cried out “Holy fuck, Daddy! Your cock just got fatter inside my cunt. That feels so fucking good. Every time Dean rams your hole, I can feel your cock throbbing all the way inside my cumdump! FUCK YEAH!” Chris trailed off into gibberish, and Eric leaned over and gave him another hit of T from the pipe while Jose was sucking another stranger who I hadn’t noticed before. The man who was fucking me looked at me in disbelief at what was happening around him. He turned to me and said “is that hot older guy really your Dad?” I smiled and said “He sure is. He raised me to be just as much of a whore as he is.” Daddy moaned while Dean continued to pound his cunt, all the while telling Daddy what a dirty cumdump he was. “Well fuck, man, your hole sure feels sloppy and amazing. I’m gonna add some more cum to it. You like my cock, fagboy?” I grabbed onto his big ass and pulled his huge cock as far inside me as I could and moaned. “Fuck yeah, man, I need as many loads as you can give me.” He laughed and said “here comes the first one, I can usually give a whore three or four. You ready faggot?” “FUCK YES! Give me your load! I need it breeding me!” Daddy turned and moaned while he laughed and said “That’s my dirty little pig. Beg for the man’s load like I taught you.” Dean laughed and began to shove his cock into Daddy’s cunt with each word he repeated his hard strokes. “You do the SAME, MIKE. BEG. FOR. MY. LOAD.” Daddy moaned and said “Please give me your fucking load Dean! I need to get my cunt knocked up. Breed me like the whore I am.” Dean laughed and said “as if I was going to give you a choice."

PART 4 I was lying there, spun out of my head, reveling in the feeling of being a sloppy cumdumpster. Josh had a nice thick cut cock and he proceeded to pound me with it mercilessly. “You’re a nasty little whore aren’t you faggot? You want my fucking cock? You want a real man’s cock in your pussy?” “Fuck yeah, I need it. I need your cock and your load. Please fuck me. Knock my fucking whore cunt up.” He smiled and laughed and then leaned over to take another shotgun from Dan, who was fucking Chris. Josh continued to fuck me and leaned down to pass me the shotgun which I wanted to pass along to Chris. I turned to him and his eyes were rolled back in his head from the pounding Dan was giving his cunt. I reached over and locked my lips with his and passed him the hit of smoke. He just moaned and I laid back, pulled my ass cheeks open further and let Josh pummel my cunt. I was just a fucking hole and was being treating exactly as I wanted and deserved. Josh and Dan leaned over to make out with each other while they pounded Chris and I. Periodically they would switch off and it felt amazing to get a different cock inside me. Dan also had a nice fat cock, shorter, but huge around like a can. If I wasn’t high I would’ve had a hard time taking it, but I would’ve begged him to breed me anyway because....after all, what am I? A fucking whore…. and I don’t get to say no to cock. Why would I want to? Cock is my reason for existing. Especially huge fat cocks that are attached to hot college dudes desperate for a hole to breed. Dean, Eric and Jose just sat on the couch and watched the new guys rape Chris and I while they jerked and sucked each other’s cocks. I was so lost in the fuck that I didn’t hear other guys come into the room. After about 15 minutes (it could’ve been 2 minutes it could’ve been 6 hours, I was so high and focused on my hole I had no idea), Dan started to speed up and said “you want my load, boy? Do you deserve my load breeding you and knocking you up?” “FUCK YES! Please give me your load, I need it. I have to have it! Breed me with your fat cock!” “Such a fucking dirty little fag. Here it comes, boy. Another load for your sloppy little cum dumpster.” He pounded me a few more times and I could feel his cock throbbing inside me. My cunt had never felt so alive and greedy. “FUCK YES! Thank you for breeding me! GIVE ME YOUR FUCKING SPERM! Fucking knock me up!” Dan stopped fucking me and held still. I could still feel his cock throbbing in my ass and he was breathing heavily. He collapsed on top of me and shoved his tongue in my mouth and passionately kissed me. I could feel his cock slide out of my sloppy cunt. Another load. I was fucking in heaven. Five loads in my fagdump. Josh sped up his thrusting and dumped a load in Chris’ cunt with a string of expletives. Chris and I were both panting hard and I reached down to shove three fingers in my sloppy hole. It was drenched in cum. I looked up and saw four more hot guys standing there stroking their cocks, waiting their turn to breed us. It’s a good thing the bed was large, because every inch of it was covered in men, writhing around, hard cocks, and hairy chests and sloppy buttholes. I flipped over onto my stomach and scooted back to the edge of the bed, shoving my furry cunt at the assembled guys who were waiting to breed us. I moaned "Please fuck me. I have to have your cocks and loads." Chris laughed, and also flipped over so his ass was in the air, and he leaned over to make out with me. I stole a glance at the first guy who stepped up and could see that another complete stranger was lined up behind Chris. Eric, Dean and Jose were sucking other new cocks, my brain hoping they were prepping those cocks for my cumdump. The guy about to fuck me was in his 30s, smooth, muscled and had an average cock, but I just didn’t care one way or the other. The size of the cock didn’t matter, The age or looks of the man didn’t matter. I had found my calling. To be a dirty little faggot whore. A whore for cocks. A receptacle for sperm. I felt the new man’s cock enter me and realized I didn’t know his name and didn’t care. He was a hard cock and he was fucking me. Dean leaned over and shotgunned another hit of T to me, and said “how’s your cumdump Justin? Feeling good?” I grinned at Dean and said “I feel so fucking good. I don’t even know this guy’s name but I want his cock fucking me and I want his load of cum in my pussy. I’m just a fucking faggot whore. Right?” “Right. That’s the way we want you to feel. There’s a lineup of guys from your Scruff and Growlr profiles. They wanna fuck your sexy little hairy cunt. We had to tell some of them to wait. The apartment is only so big and I’d rather not get robbed while I’m hosting a gang fuck. We told most of them it was a pump and dump so they wouldn’t hang around. Josh and Dan might stick around. I wanna watch Dan breed you again. His cock is amazing.” Dean gave me another shotgun hit and then shoved his fat cock in my mouth while I was holding it so the smoke came out of my mouth and spread all over his dick. The guy in my ass stopped and grunted. I could feel his cock throbbing as he dumped another load inside me. Dean leaned over and said “another fucking load to knock you up, faggot. You done? Or do you want more?” “That’s only six loads. I need more. So much more cum, so many more cocks. Please.” I said. “Good,” Dean said. I can’t wait to see you get really nasty. The next guy walked up to start fucking me, but Dean stopped him. “Hang on a second,” he said. He fumbled with something I couldn’t see, and the guy said “you’re a fucking pig. Go for it.” What I couldn’t see was that Dean reached into a baggie of T and pulled out a big shard. He stuck the end of it into the guy’s piss slit, and then guided a stranger’s cock who I hadn’t even seen into my ass. The stranger slowly slid his cock into my gaping, cum dripping ass, and stopped. I could feel a little bit of a scratch inside my hole, then a huge feeling of warmth. The man stayed hard inside my cunt, while the shard of T melted inside me. Dean leaned over and said “Round 2, piggy. You ready? Who the fuck cares if you’re ready or not. Here we go.” The guy then slammed his cock hard, all the way into my cunt and all I could do was moan in pleasure. Like a fucking whore. END PART 4.

Reese had just seeded his new fuck boy Christopher with three loads of his toxic seed after introducing Christopher to G and T. He laid on top of Christopher with his- softening prick still buried deep in the boys ass when he heard a noise from the living room. His roommate and the guy who had done to him (almost 2 years earlier) as he did to Christopher introducing Reese to G and T came in the apartment that they shared. His name was Brad. Brad was a tall, muscular leather type who loved to use and abuse a hole. Although Reese was one of his conquests, he was not the only one that Brad used this way. Brad often visited the baths and college johns where he could easily prey on unsuspecting college boys willing and unwilling holes that he would poz up any chance he could get. Reese informed Brad of his consequence and Brad wasted no time in fixing himself a slam to share with Christopher. While Reese began to smoke some T from a pipe he kept handy, Brad prepared to slam himself then used the same needle to slam Christopher for the second time that night. When Brad was ready to give Christopher the slam, Reese took a big hit off the pipe and kissed Christopher, exhaling the smoke into the boys lungs and Brad stuck the needle in his arm and shot in the young bucks second slam of his life. Reese felt the cough from Christopher as they kissed and moved out of the way so that Brad could get between Christopher's legs and take his well seeded ass. All Christopher could say was fuck, fuck, fuck! Brad looked down on him and rammed the entire length of his 9 and a half inch cock deep in the boys hungry ass. Christopher could only moan as Brad fucked him hard and deep. Pushing Reese's cum deeper into his ass. Reese went out and got water and Viagra's for all. Upon returning he slipped 2 little blue pills along with some X in Christopher's mouth and gave him some G laced water and told him to swallow. Reese then gave Brad the same just before taking his own similar dose. Reese knew that with T it would take two 100 mg Viagra's to get Christopher and himself hard and help Brad keep his death stick rock hard for hours. Christopher was feeling really good. He was getting into being fucked and looked over to Reese who was still sucking on the pipe. He reached up and Reese leaned in to kiss him as they again shared the smoke as Reese exhaled. Reese broke off the kiss and moved down to take Christopher's dripping cock into his mouth. As he did this, Christopher turned his head and pulled Reese over him so that he could get at Reese's cock. As the Viagra took effect, both Reese's and Christopher's cocks began to respond and grow. Reese was impressed with the sucking skills of the young buck. He wanted to give Christopher his first taste of cum and hopefully Christopher will be addicted to it and be the cock and cum whore that Brad had turned him into a couple years before. Brad began to breath heavier and asked what Christopher wanted. Christopher paused his cock sucking to simply say he wanted more of what he's been getting all along that night. Brad took that as a sign and hammered home his seed deep into the former virgin hole. Brad was a heavy cummer and knew that he shot a lot of his charged sperm into the teen. At that moment Christopher resumed sucking on Reese's cock and felt his own balls churning. It didn't take long for Reese to begin swallowing the young buck's neg load. That sent Reese over the edge and he shot his seed into the willing mouth of the teen. Brad did not slow down. He kept up a good pace, and whispered into Reese's ear as he rose up from his position sucking Christopher's dick. Reese disappeared as Brad continued to fuck he seed deeper into the young studs hole. Without missing a stroke, Brad picked up Christopher and flip over so that Christopher was now riding his dick. Reese came back with a large, needle-less syringe. When Brad saw that Reese was back he stopped fucking into the boy. Reese came in behind Christopher and massage his shoulders, slowly moving his hands down his back till he reached just above his eager hole when he inserted the syringe around Brad's dick and shot a good booty bump into Christopher. Christopher could feel the burn as the T took its effect directly on his already hungry ass. As Brad waited as the T soaked into Christopher's well fucked ass, Reese resumed massage Christopher's back and as he moved back up to his shoulders and then down to his low back Brad nodded, giving Reese the signal to make his move. Reese pushed down on Christopher's back as Brad pulled him in to his chest. Christopher was really tweaked now and was not really aware what was about to happen until he felt Reese push his cock in along side Brad's. Christopher looked back over his shoulder at Reese as he moaned out more from the pain then the pleasure he was experiencing earlier. The two wasted no time in fucking into the well stretched hole as Christopher began to moan and simply said that this felt great. Brad was a lot close to cumming then Reese was since Reese had shot 4 loads already and Brad had only deposited 2 loads. Now they were going to give Christopher multiple loads at the same time. After 2 good slams a booty bump, smoking some T and an X, Christopher could barely hold himself up. That's when Reese grabbed him from behind and held him close as the 2 fucked his ass without mercy. Load by load was shot into the studs ass as he floated through his chemical and sexual high. After almost 2 hours of constant fucking, both Brad and Reese needed a break and a shower. They pulled out and carried Christopher to their large shower and turned the water on. Brad and Christopher entered the shower and after they rinsed off, Brad placed his hands on his shower mate's shoulders, pushing Christopher to his knees. Christopher wasted no time in taking Brad's soft cock into his mouth to suck. As he was sucking on Brad's dick, Brad slowly let Tina piss slip from himself into Christopher's mouth. The unsuspecting new cock whore swallowed the Tina piss without even realizing what he was doing. The Tina piss found its way into his system giving him more of a high. As Christopher sucked the piss from Brad's dick, he also was bringing life back to his cock. Brad then pulled his new cock whore to his feet, turned him around to resume fucking him, but before he slid his now erect cock into the boys ass, he slid his fingers in to massage the already plentiful cum into Christopher's ass. Brad had 4 fingers easily in his hungry ass then he went for broke and placed his thumb along side and tried to gain entry with his fist. It was almost in when he gave up, knowing another slam would get his fist deep in the boys rectum. He positioned the boy and slid is dick in as Reese climbed in the shower to rinse off. Brad fucked another load into Christopher before the water started to get cold. They climbed out, dried off and went the living room where they sat and chatted for a while. Reese asked what Christopher thought of Gina and Tina. Christopher told the two studs that he loved it and wanted more. Brad asked if Christopher wanted some more right then, he replied that he did. Brad and Reese looked at each other and knew that hey had a knew cock whore for the coming fall. Another slam was prepared for all to share, but Brad had a plan for this slam. He discussed his idea with Reese and then they had Christopher get on his back as Brad began to finger his hole. It was very easy for Brad to get 4 fingers in Christopher and as he went for the fist he nodded and Reese gave Christopher a very strong slam. As the slam hit Christopher hard Brad slipped his fist inside the very hungry and willing ass. Christopher moaned in pure pleasure, pleasure he had never felt before. Reese began to stroke Christopher's leaking cock as Brad proceeded to move his fist deeper. As Reese was laying next to Christopher, Christopher reached over and took Reese's hardening prick into his had and pulled it towards his eager mouth. Reese took this signal and once again the 2 were in a 69 position. As The two mutually sucked the others cock into their hungry throat, Brad worked more of his fist and forearm into the hungry ass of the new cock whore. Brad suddenly felt Christoper's ass spasm and knew Reese was swallowing another load. That sent Reese over the edge and he shot his seed deep in the willing and eager mouth of their newly educated cum hound. Slowly Brad pulled his forearm and fist from Christopher's ass. Once Brad was all the way out, Christopher looked up and simply asked, who was going to fuck him next? Brad and Reese definitely knew then that a cock whore was born!

First let me say I am sorry for typos. I am writing this after everything happened. I am a 28 year old guy living in downtown Minneapolis. I am fairly decent looking, 6'ft brn hair and brn eyes, and a slim build. Think collegiate swimmer a couple years after graduation and that is my body type, not super muscular but not super fit anymore either. I don't know how to exactly start this story as it's still a blur to me but I think I'll start from where I think it all went wrong. I started catfishing in college, I found this guys photos online on reddit. He was a 10 out of 10, absolutely jacked and everything about him perfect. So I started to create an online persona with him. I called him johnny and he would live out my darkest fantasies. I would use a geospoofer and put him in new York or weho and made his user name something like "taking loads" it was hot I would make up a whole new life every new place he went. From being a trust fund kid, to a traveling salesman, he had the life all while taking loads. I also had my own actual profile that didn't get as many hits but was still fairly popular. I never thought anyone would collect the dots until I was catfishing in my home town. On my fake profile I had always had a conversation with this one guy who had a shit load of tattoos and I never saw his face but was always intriguing to me. He indulged my fantasies of being gangbanged, and having loads flooding out of my hole. One day he messaged me on my actual profile too. The conversation started off pretty normal. Him: hey man what's up Me: nm just staying inside and avoiding the cold lol. What about you? Him: about the same just chatting up some guys in the area This went on for about a week, messaging him both on my real and fake account. On my fake account I divulged how I wanted to always be flooded with cum, have no choice in what I was able to do and to be a true faggot. He always encouraged this and would set me tasks to do on my "travels." Things like collect ten loads before noon, go to a bathhouse and rent a room and be ass up for 2 hours, and so on. Finally he said he wanted to meet me (fake me) next time I was in town a d I agreed. Meanwhile he did the same to the real me but with out the slutty stuff. We talked about our interests in movies, food and so on. Little did I realize he was tracking my movements on my real account too.

Robert just moved into his new home after taking his new position as an associate professor of computer science at the local university. He had relocated to take this position and reboot his personal life after his girlfriend left him for one of his co-workers. His home was a 3-bedroom which was more than enough to allow for him to setup an office at home and still have a guest bedroom just in case. Robert was a 32yo at 6’3” 260 pounds who was hairy all over which was something his previous girlfriend hated. What Robert didn’t know was what his former girlfriend didn’t like about his looks his new neighbors next door would love. Next door to Robert lived Angelo and Tony who had been together for 15 years. Both of them you could describe as your prototypical “bears” with Angelo being 52yo 5’8” 275 pounds while Tony was a 47yo 6’1” 290. Angelo and Tony were known to throw wild parties in the neighborhood utilizing their pool and basement playroom to entertain. The previous owner of Robert’s place had been a very close friend of Angelo and Tony who was part of many a threesome or moresomes with them. Tony and Angelo loved to bring new guys into their scene and would think nothing of seducing a straight guy into playing for what they viewed was the right team. Both Angelo and Tony were HIV+ and the only drugs they would take were party favors they broke out with their guests. One of Angelo and Tony favorite guests was Sam who was a 34yo 6’0” 180” guy who had a clean cut businessman’s look but was as dirty as you think behind close doors. What made Sam their favorite guest was that Sam was their connection to getting any party favor needed. Sam had played with Tony and Angelo many times and was carrying their strain in his seed. One day Sam was over with Tony and Angelo to discuss what they would want for their next party when they all saw Robert moving in. Angelo and Tony saw Robert for the first time in his shorts without a shirt on unpacking boxes and immediately started drooling. Both of them imagines having their new neighbor over for some playtime and immediately began to think about how do get to know him. Sam was smitten with Robert as well and told Angelo and Tony he wanted to get close with their new neighbor as well and would make it worth Angelo and Tony’s time to make that connection. What Angelo and Tony didn’t know was who was their new neighbor let alone if he was straight bi or gay. Angelo decide that he would walk over to make the introduction to their new neighbor and see what the story was on their new neighbor. When Angelo walked over to introduce himself to Robert he was wearing very form fitting bicycle shorts which would help see what reaction he could get out of his neighbor and was hoping for one that indicated interest in Angelo’s package. Angelo rang the door bell and Robert answered it and subconsciously looked down at Angelo and saw Angelo’s cock outlined in his very tight shorts. Angelo didn’t say anything about the look but internally smiled knowing he had peaked some interest. Angelo asked Robert what he did and Robert explained that he was teaching computer science at the local university and had chosen this neighborhood as it was close enough to campus so he could tutor students outside of class if needed. When Angelo heard that a very evil thought popped into his head about using Robert as a means to get to and corrupt some college age students. Angelo’s asked more about Robert’s past and heard about the break up with his girlfriend and began to realize that seducing Robert if done correctly could be extremely worthwhile. He knew Robert was ripe to be turned onto gay sex and he could turn him onto Sam with a little help from tony, Sam and some of Sam’s parTy favors. What Angelo wanted to find out before ending this initial meeting was the reaction when Robert would learn that living next door was a gay couple in Angelo and Tony. When Angelo told Robert about his partner Tony, he could see a moment of hesitation in Robert’s response but then he also saw Robert’s cock starting to tent in his shorts as he said that was cool and would like to meet Tony as well. Angelo sensing there was potential invited Robert over to his place for a welcome to the neighborhood dinner for that Friday so he could meet Tony. What Robert didn’t know was that in addition to Tony, their friend Sam would be there as well to provide some favors and more End of Part 1 ….

OK. After SIX long days, I think I've done enough to avoid problems with FOSTA/SESTA. Here's a brief run-down of what was done: The section on female escorts was made non-viewable. All members who said they were female were reviewed. About half were junk accounts and were deleted. All gallery images were reviewed and galleries with female genitalia were removed and infractions were given. All uses of the word 'escort' were reviewed. Judgement calls were made. Many threads and posts were hidden, others were edited (if changing a few words could bring it inline and not change the substance of what was being said too much), and others were left alone (mostly fiction and off-hand remarks). All instances of 'adultwork', 'rentboy' and 'rentmen' were changed slightly to break the links. The calendar was reviewed since escorts were posting ads there. A few people were found to be spamming the calendar and were given infractions. Going forward we will be giving infractions for inappropriate references to escorting. What's Allowed: Clearly fictional references to escorts and escorting. References to you having been an escort in the past. References to singular times when you hired an escort in the distant past. References to the fact that someone was an escort in the past (with no implication that they're still an escort). Discussions of the problems of being an escort (e.g. STDs, drugs, etc.) References to escorts and escorting in the sexual health section of the site (e.g. "I just hooked up with an escort and I'm worried about…") What's NOT Allowed: Mentions that you're currently an escort. Discussions about how you're thinking of being an escort. Mentions that you recently or regularly hire escorts. Mentioning that you want or intend to hire someone for sex. Requests asking where you can find the escort profile of a pornstar, or mentioning where to find escort profiles for pornstars. Asking if a pornstar escorts. Mentioning profiles on escort-only sites, or suggesting people visit escort sites. Gray Areas: Encouraging others to escort. OK: "You're so hot guys would totally pay to have sex with you." Not OK: "You should put an ad on Rent Boy – then you won't have so many money problems." Mentions that certain pornstars escort. OK: "Yeah, I saw that he was escorting a few years ago, not sure what he's doing now." Not OK: "Yeah, I saw an escort ad saying John Doe is coming to Miami next week." So basically if it facilitates or encourages escorting, it's not allowed. But escorts and escorting exists, so there are legitimate discussion of the topic. This is a sex forum and when money and sex mix, it's still OK to talk it over.

PART 1 i was 21 when i got pozzed. i happened during a vacation in the USA. i was visiting NYC with a friend of mine. one evening i decided to go to a bathhouse i ended up in a cruising club. there were only a handful guys my age. most guys were around 35 - 40. after 30 minutes walking around in my towel i got eye contact with a hot ripped black dude. he started following me so i decided to drop my towel so he could see my ass. he grabbed my arm and pushed me against the wall. he asked my where i came from because i didn't look American. i told him that i came from amsterdam. we talked some more. he asked me if i wanted to go to his cabin; i said yes. In his cabin he also dropped his towel and i was amazed by his enormous dick dangling. i asked how big it was and he told me it was 11.5 inch when it was hard. he asked me if i could take something that big in my ass. i said i never had a cock that big but that i already played several years with some big and long dildo's. i started to lick and suck his cock that started to grow and began to ooze precum. He turned me around and made my hole wet. Then he put his finger in a bag, when it came out it was covered in some white powder. he said that it would relax me more. he stuck his finger up my ass and start moving around. My ass started to burn. but he told me that the burning feeling will go a way. i was laying flat on my stomach legs spread while he lube up my ass and started to shove more fingers in my ass. a stranger feeling started to come over me. i was getting hot and became super horny. i started to push my ass up so i could feel his fingers deeper. he stopped and started to mount me. i felt the head of his huge cock pressing against my sphincter. he then said to me: "listen, i'm not wearing a condom because my cock is to big. and even if they would fit i don't use them. hate the feeling. you can leave now if you don't like it...". until that moment i only fucked bare with close friends. but i was so horny that i replied with "fuck me". he grabbed my shoulders and thrust his hips forward. my ass gave way for his huge cock. my ass was used to big dildo's but didn't prepare me for his black rod. i wanted to scream but he placed his hand over my mouth. he shove his dick deeper in side me. only the last 2 inch didn't go in. so he grab some poppers and held it under my nose. "inhale deep" he said. "more". after i inhaled deep he told me to hold my breath, but after 10 seconds i wanted to exhale via my nose, but before i knew he held my nose shut with the other hand. i started to struggle but i was pinned down. he was suffocating me. i saw stars and started to blackout. He took away his hand. at the same time i gasped for air he pushed his hips forward. my second sphincter gave way and he sank his whole length in my ass. the feeling was so intense that i could only moan softly. my body was shivering. after a few minutes i felt his cock slowly retracting. he grab his bag again, so i turned my head and saw that he was putting a good amount on the tip of his cock. then i felt how he shoved his cock deep in me. "in a few minutes you will meet Tina again and this time she will make you go wild". i had no idea what he meant and i didn't care. he had me in his power. then i felt a rush going trough me. i became warm. he saw me grabbing my hair and knew that the Tina did his job. he grab my wrists and put them above my head. his hips start to move. slowly he took out his cock a bit and plunged it back in my ass. with each stroke he pulled out more of his BBC. His strokes became longer and faster. then he said "your ass is great i can't hold back my first load much longer. do you want me to cum?". i replied with a loud moan. "you want me to keep fucking?" he asked. again i replied with a loud moan. "if you want me to cumfuck you... then tell me that you wanted it." he said. "do you want my cum?" he asked. I moaned back "yes". "Inside you?".... "Yessss. come inside me!". "No matter what?"... "Noooo... i want all!". "are you sure?! i will knock you up... merge my DNA with yours"... "My ass is yours... make it yours". Then he started to grunt. "I'm cumming" he shouted. he plunged his dick deep in my ass. i felt the cum shooting out. he waited a few seconds and started fucking me again. "I'm still coming... do you feel my toxic cum breeding you?". i heard him say 'toxic' but i was to high to process what he said. "Breed your bitch!" i moaned. MORE TO CUM!

Pure fiction; kind of sappy and slow at times. Jonathan was 22 years old, 6' and a half inch tall, 174 lbs, and covered in a soft pelt of fur. For how tall he was he felt his 5.5" cock wasn't suited to topping so he almost always bottomed. He hated the feeling of condoms, it always felt like they were giving him friction burns no matter how much lube he used, so he preferred to bareback. Not wanting to catch anything he tended not to hook up with strangers or guys he didn't know very well. He had a few boyfriends over the years and he was always willing to turn his friends into friends with benefits so he could bareback safely. In college he'd discovered breeding zone and made a profile just to help keep track of the best the jack-off material. At first the bug-chasing sections made him sick to think about, but within months he found they turned him on more than he ever thought possible and his taste in porn began to change. At first condom porn was fine, then bareback only, and soon only the rare videos of bottoms begging for poz cum and tops telling their bottoms they're being pozzed could get him off. Curious about taking a poz load he made a BBRT account and hit up several poz, undetectable guys. Rob was in his 30s, a little shorter than Jonathan but in better shape, and hung. He opened the door as Jonathan ascended the front steps wearing a baseball cap and wife beater, his 7.5", thick, cut cock stirring as he saw Jonathan. The boy had looked handsome in his pictures, but up close his blue eyes could hypnotize and make you do anything you wanted. Jonathan knew he was good looking and had "cult leader" eyes but nevertheless he was nervous about taking his first poz cock and hooking up with his first real stranger. To bolster his confidence he wore a cerulean t-shirt which made his ice blue eyes even more striking. As the glass door swung open he smiled cockily at the sight of the poz cock stiffening in front of him. Rob smiled genuinely in return and beckoned him inside. As soon as the door shut Rob spun and pushed Jonathan against the wall, lifting his head to make out with the younger man, his hard cock pressing against Jonathan's body. Jonathan had told Rob he needed to be aggressive and get the ball rolling as soon as he was inside so he didn't have a chance to chicken out, and now with the sexy older man pressing him against the wall he couldn't imagine why he would ever think that would be an issue. His cock was hardening in his skinny black jeans and his heart was racing. "Bedroom?" Jonathan gasped as Rob moved to bite his ear and work his neck. "Follow me, and start stripping" Rob replied in between bites on the boy's neck. He kissed Jonathan square on the mouth once more, swirling his tongue inside before heading back to his bedroom. Jonathan kicked his shoes off and bolted after Rob, shrugging off his shirt and unbuckling his belt in the living room, and finally managing to get his jeans off in the short hallway. As Rob entered his bedroom he looked at Jonathan, now clad in only a blue jock the same color as his shirt had been. "Damn," he thought, "even just that jock makes his eyes captivating." "Doggie-style in the middle of the bed" Rob said as Jonathan entered the room. Jonathan nodded and crossed the room to the queen-sized 4 poster bed, noticing the bottle of lube positioned at the foot of the bed. As soon as Jonathan was in position Rob dove in and started eating the boy's ass with fervor, wanting to get him loosened up and keep him worked up and horny. Jonathan was in heaven, he loved having his furry ass eaten, and Rob was the best he'd ever had. Jonathan lost track of time as the man worked his hole but eventually he felt Rob shift his weight behind him and heard the bottle of lube being opened. A wet fingered entered his ass, then two, before Jonathan felt the lubed cock teasing his asshole. "Fuck me." Jonathan said, leaning back onto the cock -- the poz cock, he remembered. Rob grabbed Jonathan by his shoulders and pulled the boy back in a smooth motion, his cock entering the boy's hole in one movement. Rob held still for a moment, making the head of his cock throb deep inside Jonathan before truly fucking the boy. As Rob's cock throbbed inside Jonathan he began to recall all the pozzing porn he'd watched. Throughout the whole fuck Jonathan removed the words like poz, toxic, bugs, virus and phrases like knock me up as he begged and moaned for Rob's cock and load, but inside he was as big a chaser as ever. Halfway through his fuck Rob flipped Jonathan over on his back, and began hammering the boy's hole. The boy was a babbling mess of pleasure, jacking his cock and begging for Rob's load, which Rob was happy and eager to give. In this position Jonathan maintained eye contact with Rob as he talked dirty. Rob felt the cum begin to build in his balls far sooner than he expected and within moments his cock erupted inside the boy, filling him with cum. With Rob's cock spewing poz cum inside him Jonathan's own cock showered his chest and face with cum. Rob collapsed on top of him and they began to make out; with Rob's cock still inside of him. Once Rob's cock softened and the man had licked up his load and fed it back to him Jonathan cleaned off Rob's cock gently, knowing how sensitive it would be. In short order the cleaning became a blow job and Rob's cock again began to harden. "Can you fuck me again?" Jonathan asked, locking eyes with Rob from under his eyelashes. "Yes." Rob exhaled. Jonathan's mouth was talented. "Do you mind if we get a little more dirty and verbal?" Jonathan asked liltingly. "Oh fuck yes. I'm gonna knock that ass up." Rob was taken aback by that; he hadn't wanted to be pozzed, but it had happened, and he never thought he'd be the type to get off to a pozzing scenario. Jonathan laid on his back and pulled his knees apart and to his chest. "Come poz me" he said, his voice a challenge. The two fucked twice more that night, the final time ended with Jonathan riding Rob's cock, milking his poz load out. When Jonathan left around 4 a.m. he had never felt like such a slut nor so free. 3 years later. After his encounter with Rob, Jonathan had begun taking poz loads from the man, and from others, regularly. He'd even taken trips to the nearest bathhouse and begun to take unmedicated poz loads as well. But somehow always tested neg. During those years he'd never really dated anyone, but lately sex just wasn't as fulfilling as it used to be and Jonathan felt a restless urge inside of him, similar to how he felt before he had started getting fucked by Rob. He thought maybe he'd have to double down on getting pozzed, but a small part of him knew he just wanted someone to sleep next to at night and wake up with in the morning. At his favorite gay bar one Saturday night, Jonathan noticed a young man, tall and thick, but not more than 21 years old, checking him out from across the room. They locked eyes and Jonathan drained his drink and went to the bartender to tab out. At the bar Jonathan felt the young man watching him and purposely avoided looking at him as he left. 21 was too young, he thought, remembering how he had been at that age. Outside Jonathan shook his head, he was a little buzzed but could feel it quickly wearing off. The door closed again behind him and without looking he knew who it was. "Hi." The young man said from behind him. Jonathan glanced back at the boy, studying his face. "You're really sexy. There's just something about you." The boy chimed. "Probably my eyes. Jonathan said," he was wearing a navy blue button down speckled with small dots of white. "Yeah. Can we go someplace and talk?" the boy asked innocently. The two went back to Jonathan's small apartment a few blocks away and spent the rest of the night laying in Jonathan's bed, just talking -- no, more than talking, baring their souls to each other -- until the boy, Kirk, who was a college junior, dozed off. Jonathan looked at Kirk's face in the moonlight and felt calmer than he had in months. He grabbed his phone and deleted the BBRT app then slowly got out of bed so as not to wake Kirk and went to the kitchen to start getting things together to make Kirk a nice breakfast. 10 months later. "I feel like you aren't satisfied with me, Jon. In bed...sexually," Kirk hung his head. He'd been dreading having this conversation. The coffee shop was slow, thanks to school being out for the winter. Kirk wasn't sure how this talk was going to go. Jon was nice, reassuring, sweet, almost too sweet. Whenever Kirk felt bad he knew Jon could cheer him up with just a look and a few soft-spoken words, but Jon never seemed happy. Actually Jon did seem happy, but only when there were people around to be happy for. When he didn't think people were paying attention Jon's face was blank and his eyes were dead. "That's not true. I love having sex with you." Jon's voice had a low rumble to it which seemed to say, "I want to have sex with you to prove it, but I know that won't solve this." "Look at me, Kirk." "I can't. You're gonna do that Marilyn Manson eye thing to me and make me feel better and then we'll never have this conversation," Kirk spat accusatorily. Jon was silent. Jon was never silent. Kirk had never seen Jon be taken aback by words. They'd once been on a date and some guy had made fun of them for holding hands and Jon quickly unleashed an impenetrable wall of witty insults which made the guy turn red and made all his friends laugh at him. Jon had boredly turn around, took Kirk's hand, and began walking again as if he had only stopped to point out an interesting pattern in a brick wall or a fun cloud formation. Jon studied Kirk, though he couldn't see his face his body language spoke volumes. "I don't mean to." Jon said after a moment. "It just happens. I know I do it but I can't help it. That's why I had us lay in my bed the first night we talked. So that whatever you said wasn't because of me." "Because you wanted me to be honest. But Jon you never seem honest. I've seen you when you think nobody, including me, is looking at you. I know you aren't happy and I want to help you be happy, so please, tell me what is and what I can do to help you be happy." "Do you remember what I told you right before you fell asleep that night? When you were asking why I didn't have sex with you?" "Because you get off on taking poz cum. Is that what this is? Did you cheat on me?!" Kirk's head shot up, his eyes full of rage as he locked gazes with Jon. "No! I'd never cheat on you. I just still have this urge inside me, this hunger, this need." Jon put his will behind his words. "I don't want to do this anymore." Kirk said with a solitary head shake. "It's over Jon." He stood, not looking his boyfriend -- his ex -- in the eyes even once as he turned and walked away. Jon raised an eyebrow as Kirk walked away, slowly drank his black coffee as he watch Kirk's blue Nissan drive down the road. Then stood. 1 hour later. "22 year old college boy looking for poz loads. Knock me up." Kirk typed into the blank space on his newly made BBRT profile. Kirk's heart was racing as browsed through the men on the site, looking for someone who could help him. He refreshed the page every few minutes, waiting until his profile and picture were approved. He must have messaged 10 guys telling them exactly what he wanted, no, needed. Finally one replied. The message was an address, tomorrow's date and a time, and a list of instructions. 14 hours later, 8 a.m Kirk was wearing gym shorts, flip flops, and a plain white tee. He didn't have on any underwear but had the largest plug he owned shoved deep up his ass. In a small bag on his back he had a new toothbrush and the biggest dildo he owned. He had cleaned out and dry fucked himself for an hour on that dildo as instructed. He approached the house and looked up as the glass door swung open. A fit, shorter man in his mid 30s stood at the door in only a baseball cap and a wife beater, his cock stiffening at the sight of the boy. Kirk glanced at the tv as he entered the living room, it was playing gay porn, two men spit-roasting a young twink. The man sat down on the couch. Kirk stripped and assumed the position, the carpet was rough on his knees, but he ignored it as best as he could as he began sucking the man's cock paying attention to his heavy balls and taking the the thick, cut cock as deep down his throat as he could. After a few minutes the man patted his head. Kirk knew that meant he was to lay on his back and show off the plug to the man. The man nodded and Kirk removed the plug, retrieving the dildo from his bag and wetting it with his spit he started to thrust it deep up his ass. The man watch critically, slowly jacking his hard, spit covered cock. The man got on the floor and lifted Kirk's ass up and began to eat his ass. Kirk could feel the man's tongue sliding deep inside him and felt the man scraping the rim of his hole with his teeth. Kirk grimaced in pain but kept silent. Next the man used his fingers to rough up Kirk's ass, scratching his insides. Kirk whimpered. The man took the toothbrush from Kirks' bag and opened it. He reached down to his cock and spread some of his precum on the bristles. Kirk knew that precum was toxic. Kirk cried out as the toothbrush entered his ass and the man began to vigorously brush him. After what felt like an eternity in hell the man stopped and began to eat Kirk's ass again before lowering him back down to the rough carpet. The man spat on his cock and slid inside Kirk in a single thrust and began to fuck more ferociously and aggressively then Kirk had ever been fucked. Kirk locked eyes with the man and began to beg the man. "Please knock me up. Infected me with that toxic cum. Knock me up. I'm a fucking worthless bug chaser. I need to be pozzed. Give me that poz cock, give me that poz cum, oh please give me that poz cum deep up my ass. Please breed me with your hot, dirty load. I need to be pozzed. Please poz me. Please knock me up." The fuck continued, Kirk's ass was a destroyed cunt at the end. Over the next two weeks Kirk took the man's cum day and night. On his 15th day at the man's apartment Kirk woke up in a pool of sweat, aching and on fire. His bones hurt and he felt like throwing up. 2 weeks later. Jonathan's phone lit up with a small ghost icon in the notifications bar. A video snapchat from Kirk. Jonathan opened it and his jaw dropped. Kirk was laying on his back, jacking his rock hard cock. He had last at least 15 pounds and gotten a hair cut but the most noticeable difference was the freshly inked biohazard tattoo above his left pec. The caption read "Come get it" 15 minutes later Jonathan walked through the unlocked front door, locking it behind him and stripping his clothes off. He could hear porn coming from the bedroom. Inside he lay on the bed and spread his legs. Kirk walked in from the bathroom and locked the bedroom door behind him. "Tell me what you want, Jonathan." Kirk said devilishly, locking eyes with Jon. "I want you to poz me, Kirk. Knock me up. Make me like you." Kirk crossed the room in a single step and got on the bed, sliding his newly poz, unmedicated cock into Jon's ass. Jon exhaled sharply. He hadn't even had time to clean out fully before rushing over. Jonathan reached up and pulled Kirk down to him. Kissing him deeply as they held each other's gaze. "I love you, Kirk" said Jon, letting his eyes convince the boy. "I can't believe you did this for me." "I love you too. Thank you for showing me what I really needed." "Thank you for giving it to me," Jon laid back, tightening his hole around Kirk's toxic cock. "You don't have it yet, but I'll make sure you do." Kirk said beginning to fuck his boyfriend. 1 month later. Snow was falling outside the bathhouse but the inside was almost tropical. Kirk and Jon were both balls deep, raw, in the two 18 year olds side by side on the small bed. The two had been hesitant to get fucked by two guys with biohazard tattoos at first, but one look from Jon had them both on their knees in an instant, and back in the rooms within a few minutes. Jon's eyes met Kirk's and both knew they had a long, happy life ahead of them. Fin.

I was laying in bed this morning and had a fantasy scenario playing inside my head and decided it would make for an interesting story, so I decided I would try and write it and see how it goes. I'm not done yet but I need to take a break so I'm posting what I have written and am interested in what you guys think. ------------------------------------------------------------ I was on my way home from work one day when my boyfriend Patrick called me and told me we’d be having guests for dinner. His uncle Steve was in town visiting his brother Frank, my boyfriend's father, and the two of them would be eating with us. Patrick also mentioned we'd have a third guest, a buddy with whom Frank had worked with at a local factory. I had met Frank several times, and he and Patrick are quite similar: same hair, same eyes, same build, same height, same weight, and I can only speculate, but I imagine they have the same cock, about eight inches, somewhat thick, with a nice set of balls that always pump out a huge load. I had never met Steve before, but upon doing so, was amused to see Steve, Frank and Patrick were spitting images of each other. It was, however, Nick, Frank's friend, who got me drooling. Now, I’m 5’8” 150 pounds, am modestly built, and Patrick, his father and Steve are even smaller at 5’ 3”, 125 pounds, nice and trim. In contrast to the rest of us, Nick was 6’ 3” 200 pounds of solid muscle, not muscle from a gym, but muscle built from an active life, and no doubt, from a lifetime of loading trucks at the factory. Now, I’m the top in my relationship with Patrick. I’m bigger than is he, both physically and in terms of dick size, but when I see a man like Nick my eyes glaze over and my asshole starts to twitch. Thankfully Patrick, Steve and Frank like to cook, so they announced they would handle putting the meal together, and warned Nick and me that we would only be in the way. I was so smitten with Nick that I gotta admit I was hoping Steve, Patrick and Frank and get to talking over a glass of wine and the three would forget that either me or Nick were there at all. We all went into the living room to have a drink and talk. Patrick, Steve, and Frank occupied our one recliner and the sofa, and as there were no other seats, Nick followed me to have a seat behind the bar to the back of the room. As I suspected the family trio started talking and tuned-out Nick and me, so I poured the two of us a strong drink and we started talking, mostly about the factory, what it was like to work there and how he really enjoyed it. He had started college and attended for a few years but decided he’d much rather be working class so dropped out and never finished. He was in his late forties and from stealing glances at his crotch while sitting at the moment I would say that he was packing something in there. A few times he noticed me looking and smiled which made me melt even more. After he finished his second drink he asked where the bathroom was so I asked him to follow me, and I led him through the house upstairs to the main bathroom. At this point I was confident enough to ‘joke’ with him. After switching on the light I asked him if he would need or wanted any help. He gave a nervous laugh, said no, and shut the door behind him. I was honestly quite taken aback, I was certain that he would be game. Dazed and confused I returned to my seat behind the bar and poured myself another drink. Looking at my glass and feeling the beginning of a buzz I decided that it was the alcohol that was making me feel a bit over confident. In addition, Nick was quite a stud, so to be sure my mind wasn’t thinking correctly. When Nick returned and resumed his seat, I made some lame remark about alcohol and having made a pass at him. “No big deal. It usually isn’t 'till after the third drink that I need help” he responded with a chuckle. My jaw hit the floor, here I thought it was all over and he just wasn’t ready. I just sat there dumbfounded till he broke the silence. “My drink ain’t gonna pour itself.” I was grinning from ear to ear as I poured him another. “What are you smiling about?” asked Patrick. “Nothing,” I replied, “Nick just told me a joke.” “Oh, well, you two have fun. We are going in the kitchen to get dinner ready.” Finally!! The trio got up and went to the kitchen where they will be cooking, leaving Nick alone with me. No sooner had they left the room than I turned to face him, wide eyed, and excited like a kid on Christmas Day waiting to open what was certain to be the best package. He chuckled a bit then shifted to a more comfortable position with his legs spread for better access and undid his jeans and zipper, then went back to his drink. The rest was up to me. I dropped from my bar stool and knelt in front of him pulling his jeans open far enough for me to reach in and pull that sweet meat out into the world. It was beautiful. At least seven and a half soft with a good thickness to it. My god, when fully erect it would be huge. Fortunately since we were behind the bar, should one of the guys cooking come back into the living room, Nick and I would be hidden by the counter, so no one would know I was blowing him. I sucked his flaccid dick into my mouth and tried my best to swallow it. I love sucking cock and love it even more when it goes in limp and I get to feel it swell and get hard in my mouth. Few things stir the desire to suck harder than that sensation. I kept the whole thing in my mouth as long as I could but eventually there was just too much. Fully erect it was nine and a half inches long, thick, but not so thick I couldn't blow it, particularly as his cock had a perfect torpedo shape - absolutely great for sucking, but also undoubtedly a pleasure to ride. I sat for a moment stroking that massive thing before me, I was in heaven, the perfect cock and I was sucking on it, my boyfriend and his family in the next room cooking and chatting away - I must admit, the fact that I could hear them chat away only added to the excitement. I glanced at this factory god with his flawless cock, his eyes were closed with a dreamy smile on his mouth. I wondered for a moment of whom he was thinking, but decided it didn’t matter. I grabbed that monster with both hands and nursed hard on the head while drilling my tongue into his piss slit. The taste of his precum was intoxicating and considering I was already pretty much drunk this was pushing me over the edge. I took his big cock as far into my mouth as I could get it, reached behind him grabbing the bar stool and pulled myself farther onto it. He moaned and grabbed my head and pushed me the rest of the way down on his cock. I knelt there, savoring the taste of his cock, the way it felt to have it filling my mouth and throat, the smell of his crotch and the weight of him holding me down on this monster. I pulled back to come up for air but he held me down choking me with his dick. Heavenly. A second later I tried to come up again and again he held me on his cock. I needed to breath, but still he held me. I slapped his thigh to let him know I enjoy this but need to breath and he just laughed and held me tighter onto his cock. I frantically grabbed the rungs of the bar stool pushing against him with all my strength trying to get this cock out of my throat so I could breath. My lungs were aching and I was starting to feel faint when he finally released me and I stumbled to my feet, violently coughing, choking, and loudly gasping for breath. I put my hand to my neck breathing deeply, staring at Nick as Patrick came running to the doorway asking, “What’s going on?” I looked at Patrick, then back at Nick who just sat there with his dick fully erect dripping saliva and precum, remarking “Your boyfriend here almost choked on an ice cube.” I looked back at Patrick, who, by this time, was backed-up by Steve and Frank. The three of them stood in the doorway and Patrick remarked (disapprovingly) “Well, he does drink too fast, always trying to get it all in.” With that the three of them walked back into the kitchen to finish dinner preparations. As I caught my breath, I stared at Nick's beautiful cock as it bobbed up and down. Nick, not to disappoint, reached down and grabbed it by the base and shook it at me, quietly saying “It’s time to fuck.” As hot as I was, I couldn’t say no. I dropped my pants and turned around, presenting my ass for Nick's pleasure. Or should I say 'our pleasure'? After all, I wanted that cock in my ass as much as he wanted my ass. While the circumstances dictated discretion, I was in a very clumsy position to take a huge cock up my ass, but necessity, as we all know, will find a way, so I found myself, essentially, laying on the bottom shelf of the bar, which, fortunately, was more or less empty, my ass raised to afford Nick access. While this meant I was essentially inside the bar laying with my body twisted sideways so I could barely see him, I could certainly feel Nick, and that was all that mattered. In the corner I noticed a small brown bottle of poppers that must have been lost. Thank god, I was already shaking in anticipation of that cock fucking me, partly because I was excited about it and partly because I was scared that he was going to make it hurt. I couldn’t exactly scream in this position because there would be absolutely no hiding this. I quickly unscrewed the bottle and started to inhale deeply as I felt him press the head of his cock against my hole. I could feel the thick saliva that had been dredged up from the back of my throat mixed with his precum on my hole as he started to press himself into me. AHHHHH. It hurt! I rammed my thumb in my mouth and bit down to distract from the pain. My body tensed and he stopped pushing. I took another hit of the poppers, and another, and another. Finally I got hit with that rush of heat and it was at that moment that I realized that he didn’t have a condom on. Oh well I was too high on poppers to care and was enjoying the feeling of just having his cock in me. He kept sliding farther in till I tensed then he would stop and wait a bit. Then a bit more till I finally felt his hips right behind mine with his big cock buried neatly in me. I took another hit of the poppers to keep the feeling going as I felt that big cock slowly sliding out of me and then back in. As rough as he was holding my head down on that cock he was super gently with the fucking. Slow and rhythmic. I could periodically hear him place his glass back on the bar above me so knew that up above it would appear business as usual, while down below I was getting filled. “Where’s Andy?” I heard the familiar voice asking. It was my boyfriend. The fucking rhythm ceased. “He slipped out for a bit of air. After his choking bit I think he needed a little breather.” Nick laughed a little with his response. “Well he shouldn’t have left you alone.” “It’s fine, I don’t mind, I can keep myself company.” “Well my Dad and uncle can handle the kitchen for a minute so I’ll stay here till Andy gets back.” I’m Andy, by the way, in case you hadn’t figured that out yet. And here I was crammed inside a bar with a huge cock in my ass while my boyfriend was chatting it up with the god the cock was attached to. Occasionally Nick would shift his standing position which would move his cock either further in or a little out of my ass, so I was kind of still getting fucked but I wanted a pounding or at least more than what I was getting. The cock in my ass was nice but I wanted some movement. I fantasized about Nick being able to finish fucking me then feeling him pull out and shoot his load all over my face. I imagined me licking every drop of his load from wherever it fell. Then I was horrified when I realized that the cock that was impaling me was going limp from lack of stimulation. I rhythmically squeezed my ass together around his cock to bring it back to life. I most definitely didn't want it to slide out of my ass. As I took another hit of popper. Nick shifted and I realized that the bar was quite solid, and that if I was careful, I could ride Nick's cock with alerting Patrick as to what was going on. I hit the poppers again and backed up a little. Nick resisted, which forced his cock back into me. Then I kept hitting the poppers and rocking my hips back and forth moving his cock in and out of my hole. Between the poppers and the constant pressure on my prostate and knowing that my boyfriend was right there while I was getting fucked I was in pure heaven. Suddenly Nick grunted a bit. “Are you okay?” Patrick asked. “Yes,” Nick replied as he grunted again. “Are you sure?” "Yes. Just a little…uhh…cramping in my…ahh…thigh is all.” The noises didn’t clue me in cause I was poppered out of my mind but I felt his cock swell and get warmer and start throbbing and I knew that he had cum or was cumming cause the throbbing seemed to go on and it suddenly got easier to get him farther in me. As hot as the situation was I was ready to cry, this was not what I wanted at all. I wanted Nick to have fucked me good, cum on my face and leave. I didn’t want to get fucked bare and I most certainly didn’t want his load in my ass. It was about five minutes after Nick had cum inside me when I got an ever greater shock. His cock was still rock hard in my ass and still being horny as hell, I kept hitting the poppers and rocking back and forth working his cock while my boyfriend was still talking with him. “So my Dad told me you have HIV and....” WHAT! I completely froze. I put the bottle of poppers down in front of me and then didn’t move. I had just been fucked in an unbelievable position by a man with an unbelievable cock who had cum inside me and now I find out he has HIV? My head was about to explode and my mind was racing. What should I do? There was no way to pull out without being noticed by my boyfriend, who for some reason decided to stay at the bar and keep Nick company, but I did not want to stay with this infected cum in my ass. Time was passing so slowly with everything that was on my mind. Nick’s cock was still hard as a rock and I for some reason was getting horny again. I hadn’t gotten off from the first fucking but finding out that Nick was positive really killed the mood. Unfortunately feeling a cock in my ass was quite stimulating. I imagine Nick was feeling uncomfortable about the situation because after I stopped stimulating him when I heard he was positive, his voice changed a bit when he was talking with my boyfriend. He seemed a bit edgy, but he certainly hadn’t lost the erection. I tried to move forward slowly to remove the cock from my ass but my head was already in the corner of the bar. I tried to slid my hand to a better position and knocked over the bottle of poppers that I had been sniffing. The poppers had spilled everywhere. And a huge cock had plugged-up my ass, ensuring the poz load couldn't escape. And I was getting high again. The poppers. I had spilled them in an enclosed place. Oh god. A minute later and I was hard as fuck again and rocking back and forth getting that cock farther inside. I didn’t care about the load it felt hot inside me. I was hungry and wanted more.

My partner and I did a long weekend down south to get away from the cold. We try to do this as often as possible in the winter. Stayed at a gay resort in FTL, clothing optional, with a nice pool and hot tub area. The weather was pretty decent while we were there, so the pool area was active most afternoons and evenings. There was a nice mix of guys in their 40s, 50s and 60s at the resort, and it appeared some men came in on a day pass. There’s no playroom at this place, but that doesn’t slow down the sexual energy. There’s plenty of friskiness to be enjoyed. Some guys are very friendly, while there are always a few who just keep to themselves. One afternoon they hosted a little happy hour out by the pool. Nothing fancy, but still a nice opportunity to have a few cocktails and chat with other guys. My partner Shane and I threw on our bathing suits and joined the milling crowd. I chatted with a couple guys from Texas and MInnesota who were spending a couple weeks down there. I also appreciated the bartender was a heavy pourer and I was starting to enjoy a little buzz. Shane was chatting it up with some guys near the hot tub. He looked hot standing there in his blue speedo, his ample cock filling out the front nicely. There were casuals pets and tugs happening around the happy hour as guys flirted with one another. About 45 minutes into the event, I noticed an older bearish guy, silver-white hair, husky, with a trim beard wearing an orange speedo come up behind Shane and start rubbing his shoulders. I recognized the guy as someone who had been around the pool last night, and had chatted with Shane and a few others. He was charismatic and humorous, as I remembered, though I couldn’t recall much about him. I grabbed another drink and joined another conversation. I noticed that the daddy continued rubbing Shane’s shoulders, but was now also slowly grinding against Shane’s ass. Shane for his part had stopped participating in the conversation near him, and was slipping into his non-verbal sexual state. His hands reached back and touched the silver-haired daddy who was methodically seducing him. He started grinding his ass back against the guy’s bulging speedo, which was no longer completely containing the hardon. Finally I saw the guy lean toward Shane’s ear, say something, and Shane silently nodded. They quickly disappeared through the foliage, and then I caught of glimpse of them making their way to the guest rooms. It looked like they may head to our room. I chatted a few minutes more as the bar was closing up for happy hour. Guys were discussing dinner plans. I took that opportunity to slip away and head toward our room. I listened at the door, and thought I heard noise inside — tough to always tell through these metal doors. I unlocked the door quietly and stepped inside quickly and silently so as not to disturb anything. There was an intense sexual energy in the room. Shane was already impaled on the guy’s cock, the bear laying on his back on the bed while Shane bucked and bounced on his thick meat. He was riding hard, grunting and breathing heavy as he took that cock. The bear pushed a bottle of poppers under Shane’s nose — “Take a good hit, boy. You’ll need it.” Shane’s face was a total cock lust — a look I’ve seen plenty of times. I knew he was totally captivated by this guy’s dick inside him, and was going to do whatever he told. The bear obviously figured that out, too. ”Ride it, boy. This is what you wanted. Daddy’s cock in your hole.” i started jerking off,tucked behind a screen off the side of the room where I wouldn’t be intrusive. I love watching Shane get fucked, and this promised to be a hot show. Shane leaned forward, bracing his arms against the bear’s chest. The guy started thrusting upward hard and deep, driving grunts and gasps out of his bottom boy. They fucked intensely for nearly 10 minutes as I watched. Then Shane slowed down and slid off. The cock that emerged from his ass was like a torpedo — no wonder he was making so much noise getting fucked! It looked to be 7 1/2-8 inches long, and was girthy all around the middle before tapering to a nice head that could penetrate the tightest hole. Shane collapsed onto the bed, rolling onto his back. The bear was up and kneeling in front of Shane. “Show me your hole.” Shane complied, raising his legs and spreading them to expose his hole. The bear positioned himself and plunged inside, driving a gasp from Shane. “That’s it boy. It’s supposed to hurt a little. You knew you wanted this cock down by the pool. Now take it.” The guy proceeded to fuck Shane senseless. He was pounding hard, his balls slapping against Shane’ ass — I could hear it across the room — using the younger man’s ass for his pleasure. I could almost feel what Shane was experiencing in his ass. The thick raw cock stretching his hole wide, filling him with each plunging thrust, feeling empty each time it pulled out, and desperate to have it inside him again. He was completely given over to the ecstasy being fucked, and anticipating what more was to come. “I’m gonna mark your ass, boy. That’s right. You’re gonna be bred.” Shane looked up excitedly, breathing heavy with his hot body spread wide open for the pounding he was taking. The bear was grunting, a deep, growling sound. “Oh, boy. You’re gonna be my cumdump. That’s what you wanted down by the pool. Wasn’t it?” Shane was beyond being able to speak — he just nodded excitedly, breathing heavy, and looking with total surrender at the guy using him. The bear pounded into him, his thrusts fast and powerful. He was going for the gold here. He let out a string of grunts, his body slamming hard into Shawn’s spread ass, holding it there for a second, and then thrusting again as he grunted. He was unleashing streams of cum inside Shane’s waiting ass. He gave a feel final thrusts, relishing the tight, warm hole he’d been using. Then he pulled out, shuffled up the bed to Shane head, “Clean off Daddy’s dick,” and he pushed his raw cock into Shane’s open mouth. “ That’s it. Clean every drop of cum off it. Taste your ass on my dick.” Shane moaned his agreement, never taking his mouth off the cock that had just bred him. “That’s it, boy. I knew you were a cum whore. That’s eat. Show me how much you loved Daddy’s cock.” The energy in the room was fading. Shane would not cum, and the bear had no further use for him at the moment. He’d seduce Shane again the next night, and take him to a friend’s room where they would both breed his hot ass. Shane would describe to me how they passed him back and forth, fucking his face and ass until they both filled him with their cum. This is one of the reasons I love staying at gay resorts and on gay cruises. If you enjoyed this story of our exploits, let me know with a message and/or an uprating. I’ll keep sharing so long as people are reading — and hopefully getting off to them.

Ol Roger can have me anytime!

After he has cum I love to continue sucking gently until he either pulls away or starts to get hard again. I have had a guy come 3 times in one session that way without ever having my mouth leave his cock. It was fantastic!!. If he does pull away I like to lick his ass until he gets hard again. They either want to fuck me then or shove their cock back down my throat. That's a win win!!

As a bottom, I can sometimes cum hands-free... That's mostly a mental thing though, where I'm so horny that even the sensation of squeezing my ass can get me off. If I'm not in the right mindset for that and can't get that far without touching myself, I usually keep myself edging through the fuck. Unlike a lot of bottoms that I see posting, I definitely do consider my pleasure to be part of it as well. I can still enjoy getting fucked after I cum, but if I had my choice I'd wait for whoever is fucking me to let me know they're close and then finish myself off so the unconscious muscle contractions give him a little extra pleasure and those last few thrust while he cums can get me an extra strong finale to boot. Aside from that... If I'm already horny at all and I'm on bottom it takes me about ten seconds to get from that point to blowing my load if I want to. On the other hand, as a top... I'd like to know a bottom is enjoying himself too, whether it be from jerking his own cock off or just letting me know that he enjoys getting fucked and doesn't want to cum yet. Some guys are kind of iffy when it comes to getting fucked after they cum and I get that -it can be pretty sensitive, and after the endorphins fade things can get sore and even painful instead of pleasurable. If they're the type of person who knows they don't like getting fucked after they cum, I don't mind them having a softy through the process as long as they're enjoying it in some capacity. And if they can get themselves off and keep going, feeling the rhythmic pulsing of an ass around my cock is pretty hot. On the other hand, if they know they lose interest in getting fucked after they cum and rub one out while I'm in my groove and ask me to stop... That rubs me the wrong way completely. Getting a good thing going while fucking and finding a position I can actually blow my load in is hard for me, and if I'm told it's gotta stop I'm probably done right then and there; check please, I'm out.

Idk the answer to OP but I'd like to know. That's one of the best Treasure Island porns (imho)

Part 4 Even though it was cold metal, my hole was in fire. He pushed in and I felt every piercing push into me. It felt like I was being torn open he then bottomed out and I let out a moan of relief. It didn't last long though he pulled all the way out again completely. I felt like I had just been zipped open. I tried to get out of the sling but he slapped me across the face and pushed me down. I felt the cold buckling of cuffs against my wrist and ankles. He then started to push into me again, each piercing grabbing at my hole and dragging across it. This time he slowly started to thrust. Even though I was loose I could still feel every piercing against my hole. He kept thrusting and I could feel my ass getting slippery, it dint hurt as much and his voice in my ears started to sooth me. I was living for his cock and his cum and was wanting him to unload in me, to get it over with but also to feel the warmth of his manliness in me. I felt my cock starting to strain against my plastic cock cage and I started to moan. SLAP He took the headphones off. "What did I say faggot!? No noises unless you have permission." And then he pulled out and slammed all the way in again. I tried not to scream and bit my tongue. I passed out. I woke up to him still fucking me , I don't know how long I was out but it was still going. He saw me come to and removed the headphones. "Good, I'm about to cum and you will be mine always. I have a secret." He then leaned down to my ear and whispered. "I've been poz for 4 years and have a med resistant strain, I just got the notice that I have full blown AIDS and it's all going into you." I screamed as he thrust into me one final time and I felt the warmth gush into me. As he came he told me I was a good faggot slut and now I can become who I was meant to be. He slipped out and I heard a splash, my ass had been leaking ass juices and a small bit of blood. I knew it would take and so did he. He leaned in once more and told me not to worry we weren't done yet. He opened my blinders and I saw him go to the closet in the corner and pulled out a gallon jug filled with yellowish white liquid. He told me he had been saving this for a very special occasion and had been it for 4 months. He told me it was his cum that he had saved. And then he grabbed a funnel and put the end of it into my ass. He again closed my blinders and replaced the headphones. "You live for cock, you live for cum, you live for master you are a faggot," and I felt the cool liquid line the insides of my gut, soothing the ripped flesh and saturating my entirety.

PART 7 Rom and his friend walked in the room and shut the door. I was laying on my back on the bed with my elbows propping me up. It wasn’t exactly bright lights in the tiny room, but it was light enough. I took the new guy in, really really aware he had already been told there wAs a bottom that took it bareback waiting for him. I didn’t get his age, but he was somewhere around 45, give or take a year or two. He had long legs and I guessed he was maybe 6’ 1”, But he was pretty lean. He had a light patch of greying hair on his chest and his face was clean shaven. His mostly grey hair was cut very short. He wore his towel low on his hips. I thought he was hot as hell. Ron spoke up, “Chris this is my friend Steven. Steven meet my sexy young friend Chris. Chris, is Steven your type?” I nodded vigorously. “Steven, did I deliver on my promise of a beautiful young sexy bottom boy?” “ Hell yes you did,” said Steven, adding to me, “it is so nice to meet you sexy boy. Ron here told me this is your first time here? And your first time barebacking?” I nodded. “Well, I understand. Man sex is hot enough, but in a place like this where everyone is so fucking horny ano practically naked and its just us men, so we can have the freedom to explore. Like you explored tonight. I gotta tell you Chris, seeing you there like that, it makes me really want you. It makes me want to fuck you.” Ron had stepped back, making it obvious he was just there to watch. I didn’t care at that point. “I... I think you are really hot too Steven. Do you like to bareback too?” It was at this point that he finally let his towel drop and I got to see his hardening cock for the first time. My eyes were just glued to it, as he slowly gripped it and began to stroke. He was getting hard really fast. And fuck, he was hung. It was perfect. 8. 5 inches with beautiful cut head that topped a thick shaft that had just the slightest most perfect curve. He had trimmed most of the hair away and his balls were shaved. His balls...big round balls, the kind that probably make a lot of cum. His package was magnificent. “It’s so fucking perfect,” I marveled out loud. “I am so glad you like it so much, baby. I’m gonna give you a chance to touch it, and lick it, and suck it... and then it’s going all the inside you. Every. Single. Bit. Is that ok, baby? Is it ok if I fuck you deep?” I am sure I was nodding when I blurted out “I wanna do that all for you just please fuck me bareback.” He looked down at me smiling. “Of course I am gonna fuck you raw Chris.” And then as he leaned into me and i prepared for a kiss, he added, “and I promise you I am not pulling out til all my cum is in that little hole. Is that ok baby?” Looking in his eyes, I nodded. As he leaned in and kissed me hard, I realized very acutely, I had already agreed to lick and suck this strangers cock before letting him fuck my already beaten up hole bareback until he cums inside of me. And I had no idea if he was hiv positive. And I knew it didn’t matter because I would have let him fuck me no matter if he was positive or not. And that totally scared me and totally turned me on. And I knew when this night was over, I was gonna spend a lot of time thinking why I had all of a sudden started hoping the guys I was with had hiv. But right now as my mouth opened and his tongue invaded, I just melted. My cock was like steel and I just wanted him. And I wanted him to be poz. I had to know. As I broke the kiss, I whispered “Steven it’s ok with me if you are, but I just wanted to know.... are you hiv.” He cut me off before I finished. “Yeah sexy. I’m poz. And I know that’s ok with you. I can tell. It’s so sexy. You’re so sexy, that hungry hole. I can’t wait to be inside you.” And i couldn’t wait either.

Part 2 Rob awoke refreshed but horny. His throbbing morning wood reminded him it would need some attention soon. First however, he needed to hit the gym and pump up. That extra testosterone would make him even more horny and ready to fuck, but based on the action he got last night he was confident it would be no problem to get some release later in the day. The hotel gym was small but adequate for a quick workout to pump up his muscles and clear his head. There was only one other person in the gym, some middle age business type. Rob knew the type as soon as he saw the wedding ring on his finger and the frequent stares at him as he worked his pecs on the machine. “Geez these married guys, they are so obvious about wanting my cock they can’t even stare discreetly”. Well time for a show; Rob stood up and casually gripped his crotch and rubbed it allowing the big outline of his cock to show thru the thin gym shorts. Rob thought the guy’s eyeballs would pop out of his head and was sure he saw a trace of drool as “Mr. Married Businessman’s” jaw dropped. Maybe some other time thought Rob, I’m sure I can do much better. He grabbed his towel and left the gym to go back to his room and shower. After his shower, Rob checked his phone and had several message from the various hookup apps. He had forgotten he had posted a travel ad to both A4A and BBRT. He quickly scanned the responses; they were the usual quick messages indicating they’d love to play while he was in town. Funny there was one response on BBRT from a cocksucker that said he so enjoyed sucking out his load in the bathroom of Rawhide and he love to do it again. Rob did not recognize the guy from his posted pics at all, but then again he only saw most of his cocksuckers last night from the top of their heads slurping down his cock. Rob quickly replied; ”Sure, see you later this weekend, I’ll look for you on your knees”. He was about to log off his phone when he got a message notification, this one from A4A. It was another New Orleans tourist looking for some fun. The profile wasn’t bad, the guy was 25, masculine looking and according to his location he was close. Rob responded asking him to unlock his private photos as he unlocked his own private pics of his hard cock. “Nice bubble ass!”. Rob could almost feel the guy blush. The guy’s name was Matt and he was visiting from Texas, his profile said he was a versatile top and only played safe but Rob knew he could get the guy to rethink that. Soon they had arranged to meet face to face at the bar OZ a short distance from them both. “We can just grab a drink and get to know each other “ Matt implied. Rob thought “Yeah right, the only thing that I’m going to get to know is the inside of your tight ass with my raw cock”. It was going to be a hot humid day in New Orleans so no need for any underwear; he threw on a pair of well-fitting cargo shorts, a revealing white tank and a pair of flip flops. He was out the door in 5 minutes and on his way to Oz. Matt matched his profile pics well so when he walked up to Rob he knew immediately who is was. He was possibly a bit shorter than the 5’9” his profile professed but with a little bubble ass like that it didn’t matter. Matt clearly took care of his body but he wasn’t a muscle stud like Rob. Now was the part of the chase that Rob hated, the small talk and pleasantries before they could get down to action. “Do you wanna party and flip fuck” Matt finally quietly asked. “Sounds good what you got to play with?” replied Rob. “I have some Molly with me if you want to sneak into the bathroom, then we can head to my hotel and play”. So off to the bathroom they went. Matt handed Rob a pill and then swallowed one himself with a quick chug of water. Rob took the pill and with a small slight of hand acted like he swallowed it but actually pocketed the pill for later. He figured it could be useful at a later time. By the time they got to Matt’s hotel, Rob could tell from his eyes that Matt was starting to fly. Once in the room Matt had definitely lost his shyness and quickly stripped and was fondling Rob’s ass and cock. As Rob stripped he pushed Matt to the bed and stuck his cock into Matt’s awaiting mouth. He wasn’t a bad cocksucker but he needs to take it deeper thought Rob. He then started forcing his fat cock farther down Matt’s throat.. He gagged but Rob was persistent, he did want to pace himself though and save his load for that bubble ass. When Matt finally came up for air he said “Suck my cock too, let’s 69”. Rob begrudgingly wet his hand and stroked Matt’s cock. It was a decent cock, about 7” although not very thick. “Hey buddy, why don’t do a shot of tequila from that bottle you have over there and really get down and dirty?”. Rob nodded in agreement so Rob removed his shorts from around his ankles and went to pour some shots into a couple of cups. For Matt’s shot though he had an extra surprise, the other Molly tablet. Using the tequila bottle he quickly crushed the pill and while blocking Matt’s view by giving him a view of his clenched ass, he swept the drug into a cup and added tequila. He poured himself a shot as well. “Bottom’s up!” grinned Rob. Rob then straddled Matt and placed his ass in his face. “Get my hole ready buddy – start licking”. Wow, the tongue eating his hole felt so great he was dazed for a moment but then moved his hand to his prize, he needed to feel that tight puckered pink hole that was ripe for the taking. He slid his finger in and Matt let out a slight yelp. “There’s lube and condoms in the nightstand drawer”. There was no way he was going to use a condom but a little lube would be useful. As Rob roughly worked 3 fingers into Matt’s ass he shifted and pushed his cock back into Matt’s mouth. It was almost show time. Rob could tell by the mouth on his cock that Matt was really flying and almost completely out of it by this time. SUCCESS!. Rob flipped Matt on his stomach and propped his ass up with a pillow and spread his legs to give him full and easy access to his hole. “Condom” Matt whined. “Of course buddy” Rob reached grabbed a condom and ripped it open. He dropped the open wrapper next to Matt’s face so he could see it and paused a moment rubbing the condom between his finger to make it sound like he was actually rolling it on his cock. On second thought, he did ask nicely so maybe I should give him a condom fuck Rob thought with an evil grin, so he barely put the condom on the tip of his fat mushroom cockhead and with that pushed the head into Matt’s awaiting ass. Even in Matt’s drugged state, that cock felt like it was splitting him open. He cried out at the invasion, “More lube, pull it out!”. “You’re a noisy little bottom slut aren’t you? You need to keep it down a little” Rob said as he shoved Matt’s underwear into his open mouth and placed a pillow over his head. “There that’s better”. He then pulled out his cock. Magically the condom was gone, lodged somewhere just inside Matt’s ass. He spit on the open hole in front of him and then again on his cock. “There’s your extra lube” he sarcastically said as he thrust the entire 8” ball’s deep into Matt’s ass. Matt bucked violently but he was no match for Rob’s strength that was pinning him down and soon he was quietly moaning as Rob deep fucked his hole. This guy’s ass was sweet, he loved how it gripped his cock and the sound of his balls slapping against the pale white cheeks was like music to his ears. Thirty minutes later he felt his balls churn and he shot a load deep in Matt’s ass. As he pulled out Matt actually felt empty and could feel the air conditioned hotel air rush in to his stretched abused hole. Rob could see Matt was still conscious by the way he wiggled his ass. It was almost like he was begging for round two. Matt’s ass looked a bit loose from the pounding it just took, but Rob thought “What the hell, my cock is hard again so might as well take advantage, this slut needs to learn he was meant to be a bottom”. So with that thought he fucked Matt in every position possible for another hour and gave him 2 additional loads then jumped in the shower to clean up. Matt rolled on his side and reached back to feel and finger his abused hole. A look of horror showed in his eyes as he realized it was gaping and that there was a mixture of cum and blood leaking out of it. As Rob went to leave he saw Matt’s dazed look and simply said “Don’t worry buddy, that really is Neg cum, I only Top. This will give you something to think about when you play next time now that you’ve realized what a pussy boy bottom you are”. “Oh and at some point in time you will probably find that condom, it's lodged deep in your ass somewhere, enjoy the rest of your vacation” With that Rob walked out the door.

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I hate our President and his cabinet and the Senate and House. Fucking hypocrites sucking dick in bathrooms yet all against the Gays.

Chapter One: Monday part three. I felt Robs breath on my ear. "Knew you was a dirty slag." Before I could even move he'd pulled his softening cock from my hole and vanished downstairs. I was fucking horny now and there is nothing worse than sauna work when you are horny. Trust me. I stood back up and pulled my shorts up, squeezing my hole tight. I wasn't going to lose the tip Rob had just left. As much as he isn't my type.... Cum is cum and my inner whore was whispering sweet nothings to me. This would happen on Monday. Our quiet day. I made my way back downstairs. 4 hours of shift left. I got to the reception counter and saw it. A note held down by Robs locker key. My first thought? Honestly? 'there goes my shot at a round 2 today.' As I said my inner whore was whispering. I opened the note wondering what it could possible say...... "Thanks for the release slut, if you need more follow the guy in the blue hoodie on the street corner after you've locked up tonight. He knows where to take you." Fuck what the hell should I do? Follow the stranger or just go home? My cock and hole screamed to just follow him but my head was screaming to go home! I had four hours to decide.... ---------------------------------- The next part concludes chapter one: Monday. I know this part is a little sex lite and not very exciting but hopefully it'll be worth it. Let me know if you guys want more chapters and parts.

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.

So Joe handed the cam to Lucas and jumped onto the bed on his back with his big cock rock hard and oozing precum. "sit on this poz breed stick man" I faced him and straddled him and eased my ass down over that throbbing cock all the way to the nuts. He twisted my tits and thrust that cock in and out of my ass and I tried to smash his balls down through the mattress with my ass. He pounded faster and faster and it wasn't long till he shuddered in spasms as he shot one hell of a big load deep in my ass. about four more strokes and I was dripping cum out down over his balls. We worked together to grind those loads well into my tissues inside my ass. Joe said "that was my first installment, and I wish I could lasted longer but watching you get poz bred has got me edged so bad my load was cuming out already." I said, "We will have plenty of time for more cock milking before I have to go." We went to Lucas's computer and he showed me some pics of some of the men he previously converted and gave me a little info on each of them that he knew anything about. I thought it was like a treasure trove of accomplishment, knowing that the next one would be looking at some of my pics as well. He had some pics of Joe when he came to him to get bred full of toxic seed. Joe seemed proud to be in the photo display. I asked Joe if he had chased long and he told me that he had taken only a dozen bareback loads when he decided to get converted. He was lucky that he didn't have to travel to find what he wanted. He only lived about 5 miles from Lucas. Had made contact on BBRT and discovered that Lucas was a proud gifter. Wasn't but a few days until he was spending the nghit with Lucas and taking his multiple loads. He converted immediately and has been taking recharges and giving them with Lucas ever since. I had been sitting on Lucas's lap at the computer and felt his cock coming back alive and I was stroking Joe"s cock and massaging his balls. Lucas said "my cock is getting back up and I hate to waste time so lets go back to the bedroom" Joe said, "I could do another round too." I got back on the cum spotted bed with my feet in the air and Lucas mounted me again and Joe knelt over me facing me so I could suck his cock back into shape. It wasn't long till Joe was back to full breed length and Lucas said roll over. we did and I was on top of Lucas riding his cock and Joe instinctively came around and mounted me from behind and we had a double fuck in progress. I had had some big cocks before but two cocks had my asshole at the max for stretching. I was thinking that this was no doubt going to bust my ass open good for the toxic juice to penetrate my bloodstream if it hadn't already. It was painful at first but I didn't say a word as that was what I was there for. They stroked in and out of my ass for I don't know how long and Joe nutted big time again in me and when did Lucas immediately shot another load. My ass was completely slippery with cum all over all three of us. We all rolled over on our backs when I noticed that all the cum slime on us was pink, and they both chewed on my nipples and we fell into a nap for a little while from well earned exhaustion. Not sure how much time elapsed but we were awakened by the door bell. "to be continued."

"Joe, keep that camera running. And you, get all your clothes off and spread those ass cheeks," Lucas ordered. I hurriedly got naked and the anticipation had me so weak in the knees I could hardly stand up. I was actually going to get bred with that big beautiful poz cock. "Bend over, boy," Lucas murmured. I complied, which gave him the perfect position to slide his tongue deep in my asshole and worked it in and out for at least a full minute. I could look down and see his cock hanging and dripping precum on the floor. He stood up and right there inside the door he drove that huge uncut cock deep in my ass with one thrust. "Fuck, yeah, breed that fuck hole," Joe exclaimed in approval. Lucas took Joe up on his recommendation and slammed his cock into my ass so hard he slammed me into the wall. I managed to catch myself before I brained myself, and braced myself against his trusts, in point of fact slamming my ass hard against his cock. I could feel Lucas' balls slapping in my ass crack as Joe howled with pleasure watching me take Lucas' big cock. He pumped about 20 good hard thrusts and the anticipation must have been too much to last any longer and I felt his cock pulsing as he shot about six good long ropes of cum deep into my guts. Lucas panted as he continued grinding his cock into my ass, massaging his huge cum load into my tissues. I could feel some of it leaking out as he stroked and some dripped off my balls onto the floor. After a few minutes, Lucas withdrew only for Joe to shove a big butt plug into my asshole. Joe said "It's best to let that stay put for the time being." Lucas said, "Now that we have been properly introduced, how about we have a few drinks and talk for spell? This is the first installment and I wanted to get that out of the way before you had a chance to change your mind. Now we can take our time and get into some serious poz breeding and seeding. The commitment has been made now as you have a bonafide AIDS load swimming in your guts. From now on for the rest of your visit we can just enjoy the passion of AIDS breeding." To be Continued.

When Angelo got back home Tony was lounging on their patio naked and his cock was semi-hard. Angelo proceeded to fill Tony in on his time with Robert including the lingering look Robert gave to Angelo bulge. As Angelo finished recounting his time with Robert, Tony had got up from his lounge chair and proceeded to pull down Angelo’s shorts to start slowing sucking on his semi hard cock. As Tony slowly licked up and down Angelo’s shaft, Angelo proceeded to think out loud about Robert. Angelo felt with the right inducement they would be able to turn Robert from straight as an arrow guy into not only a gay lover but one who would relish using his power over his students for his own benefit. All Robert needed was to be programmed a little bit and have his sensibilities “rebooted” accordingly. Angelo thought they could turn Robert into a versatile leather bear once he realized how hot he really was. His old girlfriend's ignorance on what was attractive would be a powerful incentive to help program Robert to be the man he should he. Angelo commented how many young and impressionable college students Robert could easily corrupt as their professor and once corrupted could become the plaything of the weekend or more for them. Tony was getting more excited by the moment and started to suck harder on Angelo when Angelo commented that he believed that Robert was watching from his window. Angelo decided that they should give Robert something to really remember. Angelo told Tony to lay on the lounge chair and slowly stroke his cock while Angelo went inside to get some favors. When Angelo returned he had two little baggies with him. The first one contained cocaine which he proceeded to place a small amount of his cock for Tony to snort. Tony wasted no time in doing so and then took Angelo’s 2nd little bag which contained some T and proceeded to give Angelo the booty bump he had been aching since their last party. Tony then proceeded to position angelo on all fours on the lounge chair looking at robert’s house and started to fuck Angelo long and hard. They both looked up to see Robert staying at them from his window but instead of moving away to hide the fact he had been seen Robert was to mesmerized by his neighbors to move. Robert proceeded to watch for another 15 minutes as he say Angelo being fucked right in front of him. Robert who hadn’t had any action for months since his break up felt his cock through his pants as hard as it had ever been. For the first time in his life Robert thought about what it would be like to fuck another guy and the thought led to Robert moving away from the window so he could undress and start to stroke his cock. Robert moved to his desk and started looking for some porn to watch to complete rubbing a load out but for the first time he looked for gay porn. He didn’t last a five minutes before shooting rope after rope of cum into his towel and when he was finished he took his finger to drip it in his cum and tasted it. He didn’t know why he felt that he should do that but he found the taste to be a bit salty but surprising enjoyable. Angelo and Tony looked up after a while and didn’t see Robert there any longer. They decided to go back inside to continue their playtime. Tony started discussing with Angelo how he could introduce himself to Robert and an idea came to him on how he might be able to introduce himself along with Sam to Robert sooner than their planned party. Tony had the urge to start the corruption of Robert as soon as possible and he wanted to have Sam there to setup things in motion. End of Part 2….

Part 3 Don't read this if ur not into party drugs, drug use, bareback sex, immoral behavior, or anything taboo. Otherwise, enjoy! Darius must have been confused when he came in. He’d been gone for only a few minutes but the scene he’d left was no where to be found. What had replaced it was a giant beast of a man, plowing his heavy uncut meat into the tight, tortured asshole of a teenage wrestler who was waaaaaaaaay over his head. Tim might have been begging for this creature to stop, but his mouth was full of jockstrap and his hands were tied behind his back with his own undershirt. Tears were streaming down his cheeks into the dirty carpet, and I couldn’t have cared less. Looking up at the nude black Adonis in front of me I opened my mouth and accepted his cock into my gullet and down past my tonsils. Occasionally Tim would wiggle, trying to escape the fucking he’d brought upon himself, and if I’d been in control I might have been able to let him go, but the Tina was in charge now, and all I could do was watch and pity the boy as my body destroyed him. “Fuck yeah coach, swallow my jizz.” Darius screamed as he filled me with my first black load. Most went down my throat to feed the Tina monster, but some bubbled up and out between the sides of his cock and my tightly stretched lips. When he finally pulled his spent Dick free of my suckling hungry hole, I could tell the monster had something it needed to say. “You made me do this Tim,” the voice erupted from my own throat. “Now take what you wanted. Take it all. TAKE ALL MY CUM!!!!!!” The next thing I knew I came to on top of Tim’s body. He shook softly, crying but trying to stay quiet so as not to wake the beast. Horrified at what I’d done, I pulled my spent, cum soaked pens from his gaping, torn asshole, and pulled the gag from his mouth, asking if he was alright. He looked at me like I was no longer the beloved coach he’d trusted and befriended. Now he only saw me as a host for the nasty, raw, destructive madman that ruined his virgin boy butt. I needed to make him see that it wasn’t me, it was the drugs and the desire. He had to know that I’d never hurt him like that. “little bitch came all over my rug while you was breedin’ his pussy,” Darius drew my attention to where Tim’s Dick had been trapped between his body and the floor. Sure enough, a puddle of white sperm had collected. Looking at his crotch, it was obvious he’d cum a lot, since it ran from his belly button down through his small patch of pubs and all over his hips, balls, and cock. I took the shredded boxer briefs from where I’d dropped them after I ripped them off his calves before spreading his legs and… “Fuck I’m sorry Tim,” I used the torn fabric to wipe him clean. “Are you okay?” “Just untie my hands okay, please.” His voice was low and submissive. His cock was hardening in my hands while I cleaned him, but his face showed how ashamed it made him. I agreed to untie him, helping him up onto his knees so he could turn around. Now that he could hide his hardening 18 year old Dick, He would feel less embarrassed while I let him loose. Still unstable, he lost his balance and thrust one knee out onto the couch so he wouldn’t fall. Reaching out to steady him, I looked at where I grabbed him and realized his butt cheeks were spread and his puffy aggravated hole was exposed. With one finger I reached closer and brush the hole, making his butt spasm, forcing a thick drop of my cum out. My cock twitched and I felt the drugs taking hold again. Whispering things like ‘it’s okay’ and ‘just relax,’ I took the undies in my hand and gently swept them over his cheeks and hole, cleaning him up and making him relax. “Damn this boy wants more!” Darius exclaimed, reaching out and pushing Tim’s hard cock back so it hung between his legs below his hole. My meat was almost fully hard again. “No I don’t Darius. Just untie me Coach, I can’t control it.” Tim begged, looking back over his shoulder as I stood up until my steely penis was wedged between his smooth teen thighs. “Please Coach, I don’t want to get hard, I have no control over my body.” “Then you understand why I can’t stop what I’m about to do to you.” Tim screamed as my cock plowed all the way in again. It was going to be a long night. ……………. “So after I found out one of my former athletes had dropped out of school and got hooked on drugs, I created senior seminar to make sure they had a future.” I hadn’t told Mac any of the sexual stuff or the fact that Tim didn’t quit school until after he spent a weekend getting gangbanged by me and a bunch of guys Darius lined up. All he heard was my dream to start a gym leading to a job at the school, where I hated teaching English and eventually created this class to provide something more worth while to the kids. “These days I only teach the seminar and a junior level test prep course. That way I can focus on creating great students and great athletes and never letting one of my kids end up at the mercy of some drugged up pervert ever again.” “who was that?” Mac asked me, and I realized I had said too much. “Nobody, just an example.” I smiled and changed the subject to see what sports Mac liked to play. Thank goodness for seminar and some random boys in Denver. I’d been able to keep all the graduates from meeting the monster inside me as long as they were sent to college far away. As for the boys I used in their place, they were all druggy sluts anyway, so it was already too late for them once I let the beast loose. Speaking of the beast, my cock was telling me it’d been far too long since I’d gotten high and used some unsuspecting young hole for my pleasure. It hardened as I remembered the last man, who’s face turned into Mac’s when I realized I’d totally forgotten we were talking. “Sorry, what did you say?” I asked hoping he hadn’t noticed my hand stroking my Dick through my pocket. “I said I always wanted to try wrestling, maybe you can show me some moves sometime?” smiling his million dollar smile at me again stirred something I knew I needed to avoid. The rest of the day, everytime I closed my eyes, all I saw was Mac’s smile as my Dick tore open his sweet 20 yr old ass. The beast was tired of sluts. I just hoped I could control it until Mac was gone, because I didn’t see him taking it as well as Tim had, especially since Mac was engaged to a girl back home

Part 2 Please be aware, this story contains drug use, bareback sex and questionable morals. So keep reading if you like perverted stuff like me. If you were wondering, I hadn’t included any of the sex stuff when I told this story to Mac. Most of the stuff before I began teaching I skimmed over all together, because it wasn’t until I was teaching full time that I realized I didn’t really want to open a gym anymore anyway. Sure, now I had a steady job that paid REALLY well, but I also had the opportunity to work with great kids who wanted to be great wrestlers, and none of the hassle of owning my own business and paying off a bank. The only downside to my job was the actual Job. I was a remedial English teacher who hated teaching remedial English. Most of the time I was in the classroom was spent counting the minutes until I could be back in the gym coaching. Once wrestling season was over, I would get so depressed about my job that I started drinking and sneaking into the city to go to gay clubs and meet men to fuck. It was one such trip into town that I met Darius, a big muscular black guy who was not my type at all, but that didn’t stop him. After many rejections, Darius started introducing me to friends of his that were just what I liked: Tall, trim or muscular young men with masculine demeanors, bubble butts and cute boyish smiles. Since I was unable to take men back to my place, (after all it was nearly an hour away) and most of the boys Darius introduced me to were in the closet or living at home, the only option was heading back to Darius’ house and fucking around there. Once or twice I said no, but usually I was drunk, horny and hungry to fuck and ended up pounding some sweet 20ish ass on Darius’ guest bed while he watched and jerked off. No one has ever called me an idiot and I knew almost immediately that Darius was a drug dealer and these boys were customers who he’d get high in exchange for seducing me. When I let it slip to him that I knew what was going on, he got much more open about smoking and snorting stuff right in front of me. I’d always been a good boy when it came to drugs, but it did make me wonder every time I watched some guy sniff a bump of coke or take a hit from a crystal pipe, and suddenly he was desperate to be fucked or begging to suck Dick. I’d decided I’d stop going back to Darius place at the beginning of summer vacation, gathering all my courage to say no if he asked me to meet another boy that weekend. Arriving at the club, I was certain in my ability to walk away until I saw who walked in with Darius. Blinking to clear my vision and make sure I wasn’t hallucinating, I looked again and my jaw fell open. If this was a hallucination, it was the most bizarre hallucination I’d ever heard of. The boy at the side of my drug dealing pseudo friend was none other than one of my former wrestling students. The same wrestling student who’s father was coach of the team when I started. Tim was his name, and I hadn’t seen him since the end of last year when he finished his junior year and left to attend a school here in Denver where his Dad’s business had transferred him. Only standing about 5’9”, Tim looked tiny next to Darius’ 6’1” form. What his baggy t-shirt and sagging jeans didn’t reveal was his ripped muscular body that he’d used to make his way to the top of the pack in his weight pack. Even when paired with kids who were 3, 4, or even 5 inches taller than he was, Tim could wrestle them to the floor with his powerful core muscles and quick, strong legs. Part of me felt sick that Tim was now following a drug dealer around a gay club, obviously high on something, but another part of me was drawn to the pair of men. I told myself I would just go over to make sure Tim was okay, but I knew as I got closer there was something else I wanted to know. “Shit!” Tim tripped over the stool next to him when he saw me standing next to them and turned to book it. Unable to catch himself, I reached out and grabbed his hand before he reached the floor, and pulled him upright again, not letting go in case he decided to run again. “How did you know I was here coach? Please don’t tell my dad, he’ll kill me.” “’Coach’ had no idea you was here Timmy boy,” Darius jumped in, emphasizing my title so I knew he was now aware of what I did. “Your pal ‘coach’ comes here all the time to pound butt just like the rest of us, Right ‘coach?’” I didn’t answer but my silence spoke volumes. Tim’s eyes got even bigger as he began insisting there was no way I’m gay, that I was the straightest guy he’d ever met, etc. Looking up at his wide eyes, his pupils were so big they looked like black pools with just a tiny bit of blue around the edge. My heart sank as I confirmed that Tim was there so Darius would get him high, but as much as I wanted to insist he go home, I couldn’t get the words out. I just stood there, gripping Tim’s fore arm until I realized Darius was suggesting we head back to his place to hang out and catch up. “No, I think I should drive Tim to his house and have a talk with his Dad.” I didn’t believe the words even as I said them, and as Tim begged me not to, I saw Darius smirk and wink at me just when Tim cried out “don’t tell my dad, I’ll do anything.” At Darius apartment, I kept repeating the mantra in my head “you’re only here to keep an eye on Tim, you’re only here to keep an eye on Tim, you’re only here…” I lost my train of thought as Tim began describing his glory days wrestling, and pulled off his shirt and jeans in order to demonstrate. I’d never considered messing around with a student before, but technically Tim wasn’t my student, he hadn’t been one for over a year, and now he was not even in high school. Yea they were all excuses for what I wanted to do, but I couldn’t stop my cock from getting hard watching Tim act out the match where he medaled at his last meet. It took every last ounce of control I had to stay on the couch where I was watching, instead of jumping up, ripping the white boxer briefs and wife beater from the teen’s muscular body, and raping him over and over without even a thought about whether Darius or Tim might tell anyone. The only thing stopping me was one tiny voice saying “he’s one of your students.” As if he could hear the voice, Darius leaned in to me and spoke quietly so only I could hear him. “Why don’t you take a hit off this pipe and let go for once?” Looking down he was holding a glass bubble pipe in front of me with a lighter. Closing my eyes, I shook my head no and dug my fingers into the arm of the couch to keep from screaming. “That’s cool, You don’t need to try it for it to have an effect on you. Watch this, Hey Timmy, wanna hit?” My eyes popped open as Tim paused his story and looked over at me like he needed to know what to do. I should have said no, made him get dressed and driven him home, but I was silent. “’s cool T-boy, I told coach you’ve already smoked a couple bowls tonight, he don’t judge,” Darius lied to Tim when he said he’d already told me, but I figured as much and I certainly knew now. Once again Tim looked at me and smiled, unsure if he should. I opened my mouth to tell him he was just a kid and not to do it. “You’re a man now Tim, do what you want,” My ears heard my voice saying it, but I didn’t honestly believe it until Tim smiled, stood up, walked over and took the pipe from Darius. Pulling his undershirt up from the bottom, he used it to wipe the sweat from his neck and face before peeling it further until it went over his head. Standing with his crotch right in front of my face, Tim lit the torch and started melting the crystals in the light blue glass pipe. As if it was happening in slow motion, he put his lips to the pipe and started inhaling the curling white wisps of smoke. My body burned hotter as his chest expanded, pushing out his muscular pecks, framed by the shirt that was now only attached around his shoulders. Ashamed, my focus lowered, making me notice the trail of downy fuzz leading from just below his sternum. The hair thickened, darkening and moving out slightly as it spread down between his expanded ab muscles, suddenly spreading sideways just as it disappeared under the waist band of his fruit of the look boxer briefs. He must have had no more room inside to continue inhaling, causing him to cough. Each spasm of his cough meant tightening his six pack as his lungs were forcing out and releasing the cloud of Tina into the room. “Light it for yo’ coach Timmy, he wants to try suckin da pipe too,” Darius smirked at me, knowing I was losing my resolve and wouldn’t be able to say no much longer. I’d surprise him, I decided, turning to Tim to tell my former student I wasn’t into drugs. “You’ve never tried it?” Tim sank to his knees on the floor in front of me, leaning in with the pipe in his hands. “No and I don’t-“ I managed to get out that much before Tim smiled and cut me off. “Let me show you Coach,” he insisted, starting the torch again and moving to melt the crystals. “I want to teach you something after all you’ve taught me.” Possessed by the words of this handsome, eager young man, I nodded yes and let him explain how to melt the crystals, rotate the bowl, and wait for the smoke to billow. Hypnotized, I could only go along with it when he told me to lean forward and inhale. As soon as my lips met the pipe, I felt the smoke filling my mouth, throat and lungs, but my eyes couldn’t stop looking at the sweaty, nearly naked boy who was feeding me the first hit of drugs I’d ever had. Surprisingly it was much cleaner than hitting a marijuana pipe or a cigar, I wasn’t even sure I was getting any until I exhaled and a huge blast of white filled the air between Tim and I. “Wow, it’s huge Coach,” Tim’s voice made my cock ache and my head spin. We passed the pipe between the three of us, with Darius insisting Tim sit between me and him. The couch was small enough that we had no other choice but to be in contact with each other the entire time. I tried not to look when Darius would slide his hands over Tim’s bare tight or squeeze the boy bulge, and it almost drove me insane watching Tim from the corner of my eye when he’d assumed I was too focused on taking a hit to notice him tweak Darius’ nipple or stroke the obvious snake running down his thigh. “damn it’s hot as balls in her bro.” Darius stood up and peeled away his sweat soaked white tee and tight black jeans so all he had on was a pair of orange briefs tenting obscenely. “You should strip down and get cool bro.” “nah man, thanks.” I was embarrassed by the fact that standing up would have revealed how hard I was, but more than that, I knew I had worn only a jockstrap under my pants that night, and the pouch was nothing more than some see-through mesh. “your funeral dude,” Darius turned his attention to Tim, taking his barely covered Dick in his hand and waving it at the teen. “I gotta piss and grab us a couple coronas, but when I get back, it gonna be time for yo’ ass to pay me back fo’ smokin’ you out.” “Dream on Darius! No way am I gonna let you fuck my virgin pass with that thing,” Tim called after the dealer as he rounded the corner and walked down the hall into the bathroom. “Sorry Coach.” “For what?” was he sorry because he wasn’t going to let me take his virginity? Did he think he could stop me if I did what I knew I had to do? Was he apologizing because he knew it was gonna be his fault? “You know, I said…fuck.” Tim lowered his voice when he repeated his four-letter faux pas. Feeling it bubble up from my stomach, I couldn’t stop it as it worked up my throat and into my mouth, bursting out of me. Yep I lost control and laughed as hard as I could ever remember crying. “what? What are you laughing at? What?!?!” “You… you’re apolo… you’re apologizing for saying fuck,” I laughed hard again, but got control and took a couple deep breaths. “You’re apologizing for a bad word coming out of your mouth when I just watched you engage in underage drinking at a club, get half naked at a strange dude’s apartment, smoke meth in your underwear, and grope a big black cock in exchange for drugs. I think we’re past needing to apologize for swearing.” We both laughed hard for a few minutes until we actually laughed hard enough that we both slid off the couch onto the floor. Without thinking, I stood up to get back on the couch and I heard Tim stop laughing and mutter something like ‘whoa.’ Looking down I stopped laughing too when I realized what made him stop. I was standing over his head and my crotch was so pushed out that the waist band of my shorts had pulled away from my abs, leaving a space where Tim could see all the way up my shorts’ leg and out the space at my waist. Whether or not there was enough light shining through for him to actually make out my cock, I couldn’t tell. It really didn’t matter though since the shape of my head was clearly visible against the outside of the shorts’ material. Uncomfortable with the silence, I sat back down and tried to turn on the TV with the remotes on the table next to me. After a few failed times I gave up, tossed them into the arm chair across the room and reached instead for the pipe. Lighting the torch, I took a big hit and exhaled just as Tim got up and was once again standing with his crotch in front of my face, only now it was beginning to grow hard. “Can I take a hit coach?” I looked up and met his eyes and held out the pipe. He took a big hit and handed it back to me. I started to hit it again as Tim slid a hand into his undies and masturbated his teen cock. “You must be dying from the heat coach, you can get comfortable if you want, it’s just us guys here, just like in the locker room. Nothing wrong with just letting it all hang out.” With that, Tim pulled his hand free, placed his fingers on either side of his waist and shoved his boxer briefs down to his feet. As he returned to standing up straight, I coughed and sputtered out smoke at the sight of his hard, cut 6 inch boycock. A drop of precut was hanging at the tip, and I wanted so badly to lean forward and lick it off, but I was too busy turning crimson and choking on smoke. Tim grabbed the pipe from my hands and sat down next to me, patting my back. When I finally stopped coughing and felt like I might not die after all, I looked over at Tim who was taking a hit himself. Rising to my feet, I started by unbuttoning my shirt until it hung open over my abs and massive pectoral muscles. Next I kicked off my shoes, and toed off my socks. Tim reached forward to touch my chest as I went to unbutton my shorts, but I grabbed his hand and slowly forced it down by his side, reminding him that we were just a couple of guys letting it hang out. Picking up the pipe, I told him to light the torch under it while my free hand undid my button and opened my fly. Spreading my legs so the shorts would stay on, I took the lighter and rook a hit from the pipe. When there was finally no more room in my body for even a hint of smoke, I exhaled. Just as the giant cloud reach Tim’s face, I relaxed my legs and butt enough that my shorts lost their grip and slid to my feet. When the smoke cleared my hard Dick was jutting straight out in my jockstrap about and inch from Tim’s face. “Holy shit coach,” Tim whispered. “it’s… it’s … it’s fucking huge.” “I’m gonna keep hitting this but when I finish this bowl, I won’t be responsible for what happens.” My voice had become unrecognizable to my ears, as if the Tina was talking instead. Deep and harsh, the words were made even more terrifying by the fact that I was unable to stop the monster that was planning to turn them from a threat into reality. “It’s all your fault Tim, Remember that.”

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