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007 - Ruined Raff opened the door. He and Dev said nothing as Dev entered. Raff just nodded down the hallway towards us, then went back into Jesse’s room. Dev stomped towards us, his chunky boots making each step feel like it was shaking the room. That tattoo really did go everywhere. His face was covered in so much black ink, a person would be forgiven for not even realizing he was white, from a distance. His hair was a short mohawk, and he had a look of pure fury on his face. He wore a white vest, though even as he entered the front room, he pulled it off and threw it to one side. He took one look at Jesse. “Fuck off.” He barked, and those two words were the closest thing to a complete sentence I’d ever hear him say. Jesse instantly shot off and, winking at me, scampered off towards his room. I was completely alone, with this diseased madman. He gripped me by the hair and yanked me off the sofa, onto my knees. My scalp burned with pain, and I let out a yelp, but Dev clearly didn’t care. He thrust my face into his denim crotch, and instantly, the smell of his body filled me. It was disgusting and intoxicating at the same time. I tried pulling away, terrified by how rough he was, but that only made it worse, as he slapped me with the hand that wasn’t holding me in place. Once he was sure I’d stopped resisting, that hand went to his belt buckle. In one smooth movement, he got everything undone and pulled his cock out - no underwear to slow him down. It was a deadly weapon hanging before me, not quite fully hard yet, but still huge. The chunk of metal hanging out of the tip must have added a couple of extra pounds to the weight by itself. It scraped against my teeth as he forced it into my mouth. There was nothing for me to do except kneel and take it. I was powerless. Dev didn’t even let me control how to suck his cock, he just held my head still and fucked my mouth. His dick wasn’t as big as Raff’s, but the piercing made it much harder to manage, and Dev showed no mercy. I choked and gagged, snorting out of my nose, which earned me another smack. It was all I could do to keep my teeth open wide enough to not cause any problems. The feeling of the piercing bashing against the back of my throat made me want to throw up, but I knew that Dev wouldn’t stop even if I did, so I forced myself to keep it under control. It went on for what felt like ages, but I couldn’t get used to it the way that I would with any other dick. The shape of the piercing, and the force of Dev’s thrusts always felt unnatural, never becoming any easier to take. I couldn’t tell how deep he went, but my lips were definitely reaching the black tattoo. For a minute, I thought I might actually die choking on this monstrous cock, but it finally came to an end. Dev pulled out of my throat one last time, then smacked me once more, hard enough that, in my weak and confused state, I lost my balance and fell. My face was a mess, I could tell. My eyes were streaming tears down my face, while mucus and saliva dribbled out of my nose and mouth. Dev didn’t even seem to notice, much less mind. While I was trying to find my way back onto my knees, he went over to the mirror and made a line for himself. Judging by the length of the snort I heard, it must have been a pretty big one. I’d barely stabilized myself when Dev was back on me. He grabbed me by the arm and pulled me up, throwing me face down onto the sofa. Holding me down by the back of the neck with one hand, I felt the other on the buttplug that I had completely forgotten was there. The force he yanked it out at made me yelp, but my ass didn’t stay empty for long. I felt something cold and wet against my hole, as the piercing pushed into me, and then he was inside me. That infected monster was about to breed me, and I couldn’t stop him. He showed no more mercy on my ass than he did on my throat. With nothing more than my spit and the leftover lube from the plug, he rammed himself into me. I yelled out, but he didn’t relent. In just a couple of thrusts, I could feel his balls slapping against me, the full length of him tearing my ass apart. “Holy fuck!” I yelled. “Holy fucking fuck!” A couple more thrusts, and Dev was freely, easily pounding into me. My ass offered so little resistance to him, it was as if I got fucked like this every day of the week. My body was nothing more than a useless hole for Dev to fuck, but my head was swimming in the cocktail of drugs I’d dunked it into. Jesse’s voice seemed to echo around my head. He’s given me his gift. He’s made me like him. And Dev is going to do the same to you. I let out moans and whimpers. We’ll both be free. No more fucking around with condoms and stupid rules. We can fuck like real men. Unbidden, images of Raff breeding Jesse came back into my head. My stomach felt like it was churning in a storm. For a minute, I thought I was still going to be sick, but I realized it was something else. Dev pulled out of me completely, and for a foolish second, I actually thought he was finished. But instead, he flipped me over onto my back. I looked up at him, and what I saw was horrific, like some devil standing over me. He was sweaty and his face looked furious. I realized, far too late, that the symbol on his stomach was a biohazard mark. Some voice in the back of my brain found that quite funny. But it wasn’t the sight of him that horrified me. What horrified me was my own cock, rock hard, begging for attention. Dev pushed my legs up to get at my hole, and rammed himself back into me. He got something he always wanted, he just needs a few minutes to accept it, Raff’s voice said. Dev’s face twisted into a wicked grin as he stared straight into my eyes. Sweat dripped down from his face, onto mine. A drop landed near my lips and instinctively, I licked it up. There are people who would die for my cum. Dev shifted his arms, and suddenly, his hands were wrapping around my neck. Dev’s become a lot more fucked up since he came off his meds. His grip tightened. He was strangling me, and my cock felt like it was going to explode. ‘Fuck, fuck, fuck’ was all I could say, though with Dev choking me, it sounded more like weak grunts and gurgles than any kind of actual word. I was getting light headed, and my vision started going funny. Things went blurry, and Dev’s tattoos looked like they were moving. Was this a hallucination? I’d never hallucinated before. My brain made Dev’s face take on all sorts of horrific forms. One second, black horns seemed to be erupting from the tattoos on his head. The next, he looked like he was snarling like some horrible beast. For a moment, Dev was gone completely, replaced by anyone my mind felt like conjuring. Jesse, Reese, Raff, old partners and fuck buddies, even a teacher I’d had a crush on back in school. “Look at me!” Dev growled, and my eyes suddenly refocused on him. His face was turning red and he was gritting his teeth. His hands were still at my throat, though not quite so tight. He must have realized just how close to passing out I was. “Fuck! Fuck! Fucking take it, you cunt! Take it!” He yelled so loud it hurt my ears. He slammed all the way into my ass, and I could feel him erupt into me. It felt like an eternity as his balls unloaded their filth into my waiting ass, and I let out a long moan in time with the growling grunt that Dev was making. He started bucking his hips, fucking his load into me, even before he’d finished pumping it out. He stayed in me for a while longer, and we just looked at each other. His wicked grin was back, and he licked his lips, which made me smile, despite myself. My cock was still rock hard between us, but I didn’t want to do anything with it. All I cared about was the feeling in my hole. I’d been converted. That piercing must have torn my insides up, and Dev felt like he’d cum enough to fill a bathtub. There was no way his gift wasn’t already in my bloodstream. If I felt any panic about that then, the drugs completely drowned it out. Dev leaned forwards. I thought he was going to kiss me for a minute, but instead, he simply licked up the side of my face, tasting my sweat and leaving a trail of spit. He must have noticed my dick getting squashed between our stomachs, because when he moved back up, he looked down at it. With a gross snorting sound, Dev spat on my cock. The feeling made me gasp. He took hold of me, pumping my dick and covering it in his spit. It felt good. Finally, I felt him pull out of me. My body felt completely ruined, and all I could do was lay there, covered in all our fluids, as he pulled his jeans back up. Without another word, or even a look back, Dev turned and left the room, grabbing his vest as he went. A moment later, I heard the front door slam shut.

I have a male/male couple I met a couple years ago. One guy is a vers bottom and the other is total bottom. I see them once in awhile when I'm horny and they can host. Yesterday I was so fucking horned up I was looking online for some ass. My buddy was online and we chatted about they needing dick and me needing ass. Well, within an hour I was at their place with my clothes off and getting a nice blow job. We put on the porn and all started getting hard. It was so hot watching the vers guy get hard and slowly slide up bottom guy's hole. His dick is a bit bigger than mine and watching it go in and out of the hole was amazing. My cock was stiff and at attention. Bottom guy was lubricated but the amazing thing is that when turned on his ass actually lubes it self somehow. The result is a smooth as hell fuck and it draws out your cum. Vers guy is thrusting in and out. Bottom is pumping his ass back against vers guy. It was hot watching this couple fucking and doing things to each other that had them moaning and groaning with pleasure. My cock was dripping. Vers guy started pumping his cock deeper and deeper inside bottom guy. Bottom guy is almost shouting with joy at his hole being wrecked and pounded. I was behind them stroking my cock watching the action as vers guy shot a huge load inside bottom hole. His cock and balls contracting as he filled his partner up with seed. Of course that makes me so fucking hot. I love sliding inside a wet hole. Nothing better. As soon as vers guy gets off I tell bottom guy not to move and I climb on top of him.. My hard cock slides back and forth against his hole. Every time the head of my cock rubs his ass hole we both moan with pleasure. My cock finds it target and I slide inside. I thrust and pump..It feels so great. My bare cock deep inside his warm wet hole. I fuck and fuck and finally I can feel mycock starting to expand. I hit some poppers and boom my load shoots out and deep inside him. I didn't miss a beat as I kept fucking his hole and shot another load inside shortly after. As I get off and lay back to rest, vers guy swoops on my cock and cleans it off. He lovingly sucks my cock and eats my cum. HOT. ATM is so hot. I am getting hard.. Vers guy lays on his stomach (my favorite. I can pound hard) and spreads his cheeks wide apart. "Please fuck me" is all he had to say. I'm on top fucking and pumping. Sooner than later (too soon) I start shooting another load deep inside his hole. Total of 3 loads so far. We chill and relax a bit before I start fucking bottom again. All told I spent 3 hours there fucking and gave out 6-7 loads..Pure bliss!!

Jeff and I left the resort and took a taxi to the airport as there were no ubers back then. In the cab, I was thinking about the load Jeff had filled me with just before checkout. As we exited the cab, before entering the terminal, Jeff pulled out two Benson and Hedges menthols and handed me one. I lit mine and took a long deep drag. Jeff commented to how expertly I exhaled the smoke. Walking to the security area I again thought about the loads I had taken over the last three days. Taking our seats I just looked at Jeff with total lust. Thinking about how he had made me feel so special. I put my hand on my recently pierced ear and rotated the piercing studs as I had been instructed. The plane was jetting down the runway when Jeff leaned into my ear and whispered something that was ominous. Todd I should have told you that your uncle and I are both HIV positive and off of our meds. After what we did this weekend, you are probably poz too I was feeling quite conflicted. Three days ago I was a virgin and today I might be on my way to being HIV positive. Then I felt the urge to fart, but when I did all I felt was something warm and wet between my briefs and my crotch. Our plane landed and Uncle Pete was waiting for us at baggage claim. He noticed my ear and just winked at Jeff and me. Heading to Uncle Pete's car he pulled out his pack of Benson and Hedges menthols, and Jeff said "hand one of those to Todd." Uncle Pete just smiled and said, "you've grown up a lot this weekend, Toddy." More to come(cum). Let me know how you like this post, 97% is somewhat fictional but not all.

Part 11 “Alright Rob, it’s my turn now; help lube me up will you?” Rob smiled and grabbed a lube bottle. “No not with that – fish out some of your cum from that little hole and lube me up properly; you know cum makes the best lube – we’re co-stars remember?” Rob chuckled as he dug his fingers into Pablo’s winking ass hole to scoop out some of his freshly deposited cum. “Don’t be afraid to scrape the sides to make sure you get enough; as you can see its going to take a lot of lube to cover my throbbing monster.” Rob did as he was told and started applying the pink tinged cum to Dolf's cock. Rob could barely get his hand around Dolf’s engorged cock so it took a minute or two to fully coat it with cum. Dolf grinned and winked at Rob, “Add a couple of small shards to the end because he is going to need a little bump for this ride; OK, now watch this.” Dolf then slowly pushed the big head past Pablo’s sphincter. Pablo gasped at the entry but was soon silenced as someone stepped up to effectively gag him with another cock. As Rob watched, it appeared as if the scorpion was indeed crawling into a cavern and then it would back its way out. Rob stared at the sight for a few minutes; back and forth, back and forth, it was hypnotizing for him to watch as Dolf stretched open Pablo’s hole and the black scorpion creeped into the widening entrance. “Time to give this new whore a pounding he’ll never forget, as well as a souvenir from his trip that will last a lifetime.” Dolf grunted while he began to actively punish Pablo’s hole harder and faster. Rob felt like he was going to get knocked off the stage with all the activity from Dolf thrusting and swinging Pablo back and forth in the sling, so he backed down the stairs to give Dolf some room and enjoy the show. At the bottom of the stairs, Rob spied a couple of smiling familiar faces. Standing there were Jesse the bartender and short muscle stud Cody whom he had met earlier in that night. “Hey guys, what’s up?” The pair each grabbed one of Rob’s nipples and tweaked it while patting him on the back for a job well done. Cody smiled and said “You just threw down an awesome fuck Rob, you really showed your colors as a true Dominant Top by the way you so skillfully used that jock butt and took his cherry!” “I have to agree, it was really hot watching you fuck; based on that performance, maybe you should consider porn as a career,” added Jesse. “How was that hot hairy little soccer stud ass,” asked Jesse. These two were really building Rob’s ego and he loved the attention. “The ass was really tight, I had to work while drilling it to get him to open up and take my cock; although the T we gave him helped him adjust and comply.” They all nodded in agreement. “That’s pretty evident now from the way the cock slut is moaning while Dolf is fucking him,” said Jesse. “He has certainly come to realize he was meant to be a cock craving bottom.” It was true, Pablo was not only enjoying being fucked in his altered state, but he was being quite vocal about it. Jesse then added, “Well, I am going to give him a ride next; I’m sure he will positively love my big pierced cock up his ass.” “Excuse me while I go give soccer boy a little taste of it while Dolf finishes up.” “It looks like you are having a great time,” said a voice from behind Rob. Rob turned and replied “You have this habit of sneaking up behind me Nick; but yes I am having a fucking fantastic time.” “Thanks again for inviting me as a guest member.” “This guest band thing is a great idea by the way; if I lived closer I’d join and be here every week.” “Happy to see you are having a good time, remember if you need anything to let me know.” “Just find me when you are ready to leave,” replied Nick. Cody jumped on that statement and said “Oh he can’t leave yet, he still owes me a rematch at the race fucking station!” The three roared in laughter. From the stage, Dolf started a different kind of roar, one to indicate that he was shooting his load into Pablo’s abused ass. Dolf pumped his fist in the air as he shot his load. He slapped Pablo’s ass hard after he shot the final volley of cum inside Pablo and pulled out. Pablo started to whine “Please fill my ass; I feel so empty and need more cock.” He didn’t have to wait long; Jesse stepped up to fill the void and shoved his pierced cock into the gaping ass. Dolf joined Rob, Cody and Nick at the base of the stage. “That was fun, glad you got him loosened up a little for me bro; I probably wouldn’t have gotten my cock in without your help.” “We make good co-stars man,” replied Rob. Dolf grinned ear to ear and nodded, “Yeah converted that jock boy in more ways than one; I imagine his mouth and ass are going to get a lot of further use the rest of the night.” “When his friends and team mates see some video of his new found skills, I think he is going to be real popular back at college as well.” “A little video evidence will do wonders to cement his new status as the soccer team cock whore,” added Cody. Nick just chuckled and said “Yes indeed; probably starting when he returns to their hotel and with the drive back to campus in Texas.” “Hey Rob, let’s grab a drink and relax while you recover from that epic spit roast fuck.” “I don’t want you to claim you are at a disadvantage for our rematch,” said Cody with a smirk. After the pair walked off to the refreshment stand, Rolf turned to Nick and said, “Did you get the shots you needed; he’s not too smart is he?” A huge evil grin appeared on Nick’s face. “Yes we did and no he is not; his hormones have taken total control and he is absolutely clueless.”

The screaming in the other room is getting louder every minute but I have this large beautiful dick I want to keep service.In the meantime, my brother is getting spit roasted by Mr.Smith and his boy and is in heaven. The boy I'm with says you want to see what all the fun is going on in the other room and he leads me by the hand through another door. We see him in a sling being slammed and a fist up his hole and the screams have gone to moans of pleasure as he has now taken that fist to the elbow and later he was being punch fisted and liking it. I was asked how much do I want to party and I laugh as I mix my own slam as he smiled and said you are a slut as after I was finish coughing he pushes me my back into the sling as I see a bag of Blue Tea being open up and a nice big piece is pulled out and put into my hole. He asks If I have ever been fisted and I say once by Mr. Jackson, he smiles as he has 3 fingers in my hole as the burning from the booty bump is gone and the feeling of the tina in my hole has taken over and I'm flying as I'm handed poppers and take few deep breaths as his fist goes in. The feeling of the fist in me and how full I feel is fantastic as I see on the TV screen which is broadcasting the 3 of us to whoever subscribed to Mr.Smith webcast. I now have a really big dick near my mouth and open it, soon I'm getting face fuck and fisted at the same time and I don't know which one feels better. Soon he removes his fist and the one who was face fucking me now put his hand in me and it is large as I'm given another booty bump and poppers and then his hand goes in once he sees I'm ok so he proceeds to insert his dick in me also. The feeling of his hand and dick is just wow and when he cums he is grunting with the sling moving from the force from his body weight trying to go as deep as he can. When he withdraws the boy who I was with has his face between my legs and his tongue is cleaning the cum from my hole as I try to squirt out a little more for him to enjoy. The boy who my brother and I brought who we knock up with our strain of HIV is still in the sling getting fuck and fisted from many, then Mr.Smith that this boy will leave here with every toxic strain of HIV, Hep A, B, C and many more S.T.I. for saying Mr.Jackson Blue Tea was junk. I see my brother as we hug each other and he is so wrecked just like me and we ask for a place to crash, we fall to sleep in each other arms just like we did growing up in the orphanage. After we wake up we talk with Mr.Jackson about what to do with the boy we brought here. Let me know if you want more. Thank You to all who have posted and loved it.

I don't really write that often (or ever before, to be specific), so let me know what you guys think. +++ I probably should've been more careful. I've lived with my uncle for a while now, having moved there when my dad was sent off to prison. My mom had died not long after I was born, which left me being sent to the closest relatives I had. Turned out that was my uncle Eric. He was a good guy, but these days, he was pretty busy. The auto shop he worked at had acquired a contract with a major local rental company and handled most of their repairs. Today, like most days, he was off working at the shop, probably late into the evening. I was used to that. What I wasn't used to was having dad back home. When I was a kid a ten year sentence sounded like an eternity. In reality, time passes quickly, and he's been nothing but an absolute dick since he'd gotten out. Eric had tried to get him a job at the shop, but that quickly went south, since dad didn't take kindly to being ordered around. Prison hadn't done him any favors in that department, and my uncle said he was a surly bastard before that. I don't remember too much of him from before, really, but he sure as hell hadn't gotten nicer. Seeing as Eric was gone all day as usual, I guess I'd assumed dad would be out, too. He was supposed to be headed to follow up on a few job opportunities today, and Eric had dropped him off in town in the morning. I had stayed home, as usual, and when the gardener had come around during mid-day, we did our usual thing. Mitch was the first (and only) guy I'd fucked. He'd been my uncle's gardener for years, and given all the work he did around the house, he had a muscular, rugged frame. He was a local guy, about fifteen or so years older than me. There were more days than I could count where I'd spent the afternoon sitting at the window, watching him haul his sweaty shirt off his body to reveal that bearish physique, hairy body dripping with sweat. I was a teenager the first time he caught me trying to get a peek at his dick, and after pleading with him not to tell my uncle Eric, I managed to convince him to let me have a good look. A good look turned into a blow job (which apparently, I was a natural at), and before long, we had a steady routine with him going out, doing the yard work, then coming inside and stripping down, lowing his hairy, beefy body on top of me to fuck my face and throat. Admittedly, that was easier said than done; he had a meaty seven inch cock, and it had taken some getting used to when he'd thrust it down my throat in the throes of a good skullfuck. Of course, it didn't take too long for him to go further south and have a go at my hole. That truly had been an undertaking, but once he was balls deep in me, I couldn't get enough of it. We only got worse then, even getting me to convince my uncle that the yard needed more upkeep. Every time he came over now, he spent more time pounding me than out in the yard. That's what we were up to today, with him up on top of me, groaning with delight. "Jesus, Mason, I can feel your pussy pulling me in," he panted, sweat dripping down from his brow onto my chest. I could feel the entire bed rocking with his thrusts, my body bouncing back and forth with it as well. I kept an ear out for the sound of my uncle's bike pulling up, as that was usually our cue to pack up and get decent, though at this point in the day, I figured there was little chance that would happen. Imagine my surprise, then, when the sensation of Mitch's shaft pumping in and out of me was interrupted by the sound of the door slamming open. Mitch fell off of me in a surprised heap, and behind him was my dad, his face looking bewildered. I wasn't really sure how to react; after all, I was naked, with my hole exposed right then and there. "The FUCK is this, boy?" his voice snarled out, and I could hear Mitch scrambling to his feet, stuttering as he gathered up his clothes. He didn't even take the condom off before pulling his underwear on. For his part, my dad glanced over at him, scoffed a bit, then turned back to me, ignoring the other man in the room while he stared me down. "You got me out looking for jobs when apparently we've a perfectly good whore on our hands right here," he said, and I found myself stammering, not even sure how to respond. Mitch was bright red, his clothes barely hanging on as he bolted out of the door. I could hear the door slam downstairs, my heart racing as dad stood there, leering. "Well? Anything to say?" "D-Dad, I swear, it's not like that," I stammer, and he leers at me, grinning now. "Well, I'm gonna tell you how it's gonna be now," he says, latching the door shut. I made a move to get off the bed, but he quickly shouted, "Stay right as you are, boy. I didn't tell you to get dressed." I froze, my heart hammering away. I could smell the booze on him from here; clearly, he'd gone out and gotten drunk instead of going to get a job as he'd said. He made his way over to the bed, shrugging off his coat as he did. "I'm gonna see about getting in touch with a couple of my buddies to find some men looking for some tight pussy to fuck. You're gonna do what they ask, they're gonna pay me, and that's that. You understand?" "Dad, I --" I started, but the look he gave me was enough to convince me otherwise. I could see his jaw twitch, and I paled, for once wishing my uncle would get home early. Dad seemed satisfied by my silence, then continued. "On that note, it's been too damn long since I got a chance to breed some hole. Given that you're all ready to go, I'm gonna be your first John," he said, then reached down to pull off his shirt. I had avoided him since he'd gotten back, and so I had yet to see what he looked like shirtless. His torso was covered in varous tattoos, some of them there from when I was a kid, but others entirely new. The one that stood out the most was the one right above his groin: a biohazard symbol, much cleaner and newer than the ones around it. I was no fool; I knew exactly what that meant. Apparently, the look on my face said it too, as a predatory grin spread across dad's face once he looked up from taking his jeans off. "Looks like I don't need to explain the next part." Now fully naked, I found myself trying to crawl away from him, his massive form dwarfing mine. I'd inherited his beefy build, sure, but given how much younger I was and the fact that he'd been lifting weights longer than I'd been alive, he was an absolute beast of a bear, barrel-chested with a beefy gut and thick limbs. I felt one hand reach and grab at my leg while the other pinned me down, the weight seeming impossibly huge as I felt him force my leg up to my chest. "It's gonna hurt, boy, but you might as well start getting used to it," he said, roughly folding me up with his weight as his hand slammed down over my lips, muffling my protests. I could feel my heart racing in my chest, the terrible reality of the situation setting in. I struggled, but all I could really do was wriggle around under him, flexing and whimpering helplessly. Meanwhile, I could feel his hairy body rubbing against me, his cock slapping up against my beefy ass. I could feel it pulsing, growing thicker with every second. He rubbed it back and forth down my crack, sighing some as he threw his head back. "Can't wait to hear what the guys say when I tell them I've found a pussy for us to use," he said, and even as I struggled, he moved his hardening shaft back, letting it slide downward until the head was right at the still-open entrance to my hole. There was no warning, no preparation. He didn't even lube it up before pushing forward and sliding into me. Luckily for me, Mitch had lubed up before fucking me, but even then, given how much bigger my dad was, it was impossible not to cry out into his hand, my hole burning. "Holy shit, that's tight," he chuckled, whistling a bit to himself. I could see him grinning even with the tears blurring my vision, and as my hole tightened in protest, he increased the pressure, forcing it deeper and deeper, splitting me in two. I gasped out in agony, his hand only tightening. When that hairy groin finally pressed up against my ass, I felt like he was punching me in the gut with it, my belly aching from the feeling of it pressing in. He held it there for a brief moment, savoring the first hole he'd fucked in months. "See, there you go, relax," he said, chuckling to himself. It still hurt like hell, but indeed, now that he had no more cock to force in me, my body was forced to adjust, slowly relaxing around his thick girth. He pulled back, the burning coming back some, though not nearly as horribly as the pain of him forcing in. Still, it was by no means pleasant as he rammed back and forth into me. my hole losing the bit of relaxation it had attained before. The bed rocked loudly, his hips slapping against mine as he bore down on me from above, his face looming over mine, sneering as he ruthlessly thrusted away. "That's right, slut, you know what's coming to you, you know what this means..." He chuckled to himself, closing his eyes and enjoying my hole. "I've knocked up every bitch I've ever fucked, Mason, and now I'm gonna knock you up, too," he grunted, then panted out in erratic, short bursts, his thrusts growing frenzied and brutal. I could feel my hole get wet, stinging now, and with a snarl, he rammed his cock in deep. I knew he was cumming, and I could do little more than whimper in response. After what felt like a few minutes, he pulled his cock out of me, still panting. My hole ached, though I was glad it was seemingly over with, as his hand left my mouth. I remained limp underneath him, resigned to it now that his load was oozing out of my ass. What was the point? I knew what that tattoo meant, and what was no doubt in store for me next. Even as he rolled over onto the bed beside me, reaching down beside it to fish his phone out of his pants, I remained there, a bit scared to even try getting up without permission. Dad looked through his phone for a bit, then grinned, putting it aside. "Alright, cunt, my friend will be here in a bit... Now, turn around and get on all fours. You're ready for your second dose of daddy's venom..."

Went to my local park this Sunday just after dark and met up for the 4th time with a hot guy whom I've sucked off and swallowed his load twice and he fucked me once before with a condom. The first time he fucked me, I told him I like it raw and to forget the condom but he insisted and kept it on. But this time he wanted to fuck me again, so I let him. He put on the damn condom and fucked me with it for awhile. Then, he pulled out for a second or so, and then I felt his raw cock go into my asshole without him saying anything. I decided to not say anything about it and pretended I didn't notice in case it might have freaked him out. He then fucked me hard and after a minute or two, I could feel his huge, juicy load shoot inside my hole. He left me dripping, I touched my hole, felt some of his jizz and licked it to make sure it was jizz and it was. I am poz undetectable but it was still damn hot to get stealthed again like that. I wonder if he will bother with the condom next time.

Nice. I have them all - leather, rubber, cotton, spandex... I prefer the cotton or cotton blend ones for long wear and easy clean up.

New FB. Moved to my town very recently. Insatiable horny hairy fucker who loves to dump sloppy seconds (or thirds) in long sessions. Only a few years younger than me but has the stamina and sex drive of a much younger guy. Nice thick 7" and huge low hangers. Perfect! Came over several times in the weekend and this week. Again pumped two loads in me last night and tried for a third (which didn't happen but my hole feels I had a truck in there...). And he's in the army! I'm in lust.... He can easily become a FWB

Way too horny tonight so after dinner went to bookstore. Been topping alot lately, so was happy when a guy around my age, but skinny, started rubbing my hairy ass. I handed him my lube and told him to have fun. He fingered me a while, then I leaned forward against a wall to give him access. He wasted no time sliding in what felt to be about a nice thick 7" cock. Just what I needed. He fucked slow, and ran his hands up and down my back as he moved in and out. I heard him breathing harder, so I looked back at him and told him to shoot it in me deep. He picked his pace up and sunk in one last time before unloading his nut in me. He stood still for what felt like a minute before I could feel his cock softening, and then slid out. I pulled my jeans up and turned around in time to see him walking away. I hung around looking for more, and found a 20 something fat kid jerking off to a video. He had a hog of a cock though, so after watching him a few minutes I asked if he'd like to try my ass out. He didn't say a word, but waved his pecker at me, so I got on a bench near him and pulled my jeans down again. He lined up to my hole and pushed in all at once, and fuck if he didn't tear me a bit, despite me already having one load in me. His fat cock and the tear meant it was rough going for me for a while, but the pain finally subsided and the last few minutes of the fuck felt really great. My cock was leaking like a faucet by the time he nutted. When he pulled out, I could feel his load start to run down my thigh. I pulled my pants up and sat down on bench, just in time to hear him say I got his cock bloody. "Ya shoved it in pretty fast, man, what the fuck you expect?" was my reply. He just scowled and walked away. So despite being pissed by his attitude (and yet horny thinking my blood might work its way into the fucker somehow) I still hadn't nutted. Eventually a porky bearded cub came in, so I jerked my cock in front of him to get his attention, and was able to dump my load down his throat and call it a night.

Part 10 About 2 minutes later two burly leather men with executioner’s masks emerged from a side door and started leading a handcuffed and shackled stud toward the sling. They had to hold him up and half carry him as he shuffled toward the stage. It appeared he was very stoned on something. The stud was a sight to behold; he had a slim muscular body with absolutely stunningly developed legs and ass. He was obviously of Latin descent with black hair and olive skin. His chest, legs and ass had a nice covering of black fur. “Who is that and what is going on,” asked Rob. “I heard his name is Pablo, he’s a college student originally from Spain here in the US on a soccer scholarship and is here in town for a little fun; I heard he is basically straight but has a lot of bi fantasies and wanted to live some of them out,” replied Dolf. When they reached the sling, the two leather men removed the handcuffs and shackles and lifted Pablo into the sling and proceeded to tightly strap him in. Dolf then continued his commentary with, “I think we should help him out and convert him to the true bottom that he wants to become.” There was some truth to Dolf’s description of Pablo. He was a college soccer player from Spain who was on a full soccer scholarship at a big university in Texas. He had come to New Orleans with a couple of team mates for a few days of drinking and wild fun. That was the basic info that had been posted to the club’s website in order to promote the party this evening. However, the bi fantasy part stretched the truth a little. Pablo was one of those athletic guys who were constantly horny and he loved to have his cock sucked. It was actually one of his team mates that had introduced him to the idea that a mouth was a mouth and that gay guys would gladly suck his cock if he let them. He had found that gays seemed to be so much better at sucking cock and so he frequently sought them out. He was particularly prone to connect with a gay cock sucker when he had been drinking; it was so much easier to find a blow and go with gay men. As far as anything else though, he was strictly hetero. The last couple of days Pablo and six of his team mates had been partying in New Orleans. They had settled into a routine of sleeping all day, drinking all night and looking to get laid. Pablo found it quite easy to barhop with his buddies and then sneak off to one of the gay bars and quickly find a guy to suck his cock in a back alley or other secluded spot. He’d then zip up, rejoin his friends, have a few more drinks and then sneak off again to get his cock sucked by another willing mouth. Pablo’s plans backfired on him last night. It may have been the derogatory names he called the guys who serviced his cock or perhaps it was the jealous boyfriend who found out about Pablo’s use of his partner’s mouth. Whatever the reason, the last guy he intended to use was ready for him. So when they headed outside the bar to have some fun, the ”target” secretly drugged Pablo’s drink in his to go cup. The two walked a block or so down the street and ducked in between two houses; Pablo downed the drink while his intended cock sucker was on his knees and unzipping his fly. Pablo didn’t know what hit him and suddenly could barely stand. He was then helped into a car. He awoke the next day naked and bound to a bed. His friends had texted him in the afternoon when they had finally rolled out of bed wondering where he was. They did receive a text back from Pablo’s phone saying he was fine. The text also said that he had just hooked up and would catch up with them later, so they thought nothing of his mysterious absence. After all, that was goal they all had when they planned this trip. The pic sent from Pablo’s phone showing a pair of lips wrapped around his cock just reassured them that their friend was having a good time. So they left him alone and hit the streets to resume their partying and try to get lucky themselves. Pablo had spent most of the day hopped up on X and learning to suck cock. Other than an occasional finger pushing in some Tina crystals, his ass was still intact. He was edged and primed for hours until it came time for the main event at the party, at which time he was administered a heavy slam and led into the party to the sling. Dolf leaned into Rob and starting telling him how hot it was going to be to fuck the tight soccer jock. “Tell you what, why don’t you go first and get him opened up for me; sharing this bottom and putting on a show will be just like we talked about!” Dolf patted Rob’s ass and they ascended the stairs to put on a show. Pablo’s was softly moaning “I’m so horny, please somebody help me, please…. please… please.” “You hear that Rob, he’s begging for our cocks; look at that tight hairy hole it’s just quivering to be filled.” Dolf stuck his index finger up the jock’s hole and rubbed Pablo’s prostrate. Pablo squirmed at the intrusion, but in his drugged state all he could do was moan in pleasure. “This hole is nice and tight, feels like it could be cherry; you ready to bust the cherry?” “Hell yeah,” Rob chanted. “Let me in there!” Rob then stuck his finger in Pablo’s ass alongside Dolf’s finger. “You’re right; this hole does feel like we have a virgin here.” Dolf winked then leaned in and started deep kissing Rob while grabbing his ass with his other hand. After a couple of minutes of making out, he broke away from the kiss and said “Let me go to the front and feed him while you pluck that cherry.” As he was leaving, someone handed them a small baggie with some Tina shards and a couple of bottles of poppers. “Take a nice big shard and put it on the end of your cock when you get ready to enter that ass.” “Make sure to drive that shard deep!” When Dolf got to the front of the sling he took a big hit of the poppers then forced Pablo to do the same. With that he stuck the head of his monster cock into Pablo’s awaiting mouth, gave thumbs up to Rob and announced to the gathered crowd, “Time to convert this bi-boy to the true bottom he is really meant to be.” The crowd started chanting “Fuck him!” “Fuck him!” “Bust that cherry jock ass!” “Convert him to a bottom!” “Fuck him!” ”Fuck him!” With that encouragement from the crowd, Rob lined up and drove his fat 8” and the Tina shard deep up Pablo’s ass in a single thrust. Pablo started to yelp when Rob’s cock suddenly impaled him, but not much sound escaped his mouth since it was filled with Dolf’s cock. What the sudden cock thrust did succeed in doing was to cause Pablo to open is mouth wider because of the shock of the sudden intrusion. That gave Dolf the opportunity to push a few more inches of his cock down Pablo’s throat. Rob decided to let the sling do the work for him. He grabbed Pablo’s muscular calves and pulled him onto his hard cock like a Flesh Jack, then pushed him away forcing Rolf’s cock deeper into his mouth as his cock exited the ass. It was a beautiful example of spit roasting a bottom – back and forth, back and forth. Eventually Pablo just let the feeling of being fucked and fed take over and just moaned in pure pleasure. The crowd was going wild and chanting for them to pick up the pace, so Rob started moving the sling back a forth harder and faster. Rob yelled over to Dolf, “I think I am getting close I can’t keep this up much longer.” In response, Dolf pulled his cock out of Pablo’s mouth and stepped up behind Rob. He fed Rob some poppers and started making out with him. He pinched and tweaked Rob’s nipples with one hand and groped his ass and pushed him forward into the fuck with the other. Rob was on such sensory overload he didn’t even mind his ass being groped; he just interpreted it as a way to encourage him to fuck harder. Dolf started licking his ear and was whispering for Rob to fuck that hole harder and really open up the jock pussy for him. Fifteen minutes later Rob could not hold it back any longer and he shot a massive load up Pablo’s ass. The feeling of the orgasm made his knees buckle. Dolf held him up by the ass while he looked back over Rob’s shoulder toward one of the cameras and winked.

Browsing through the display cabinets of pleasure toys there was nothing that caught my interest. The shop was in a seedier part of town, the owner, was late 40's a type of leather biker that you wouldn't want to meet in an alley on a dark night. He approached me and asked if I was looking for anything in particular. I looked at him and noticed the biohazard tattoo on both his arms before replying that I wanted something different. I lifted up my t-shirt sleeve to reveal my scorpion tattoo, he reached up and inspected it then looked at me again and asked what kind of something different was I expecting. I moved over to the display of PA's as he followed me and told him I was looking for a special PA. He motioned me to follow him, putting the closed sign up and locking the door we disappeared in to the back. He pulled went to the safe and pulled out a small tray of unusual types of PA. They all had the same experience except the gauges were different as were the size of the balls. I looked in amazement, after all,the tip I got to try this place had paid off. I picked one up and felt the smooth glide of the ring up to the 3 balls, 2 small ones that were part of the ring and the bigger, middle one, I rubbed the tip of my finger over it and immediately felt this was not the same, it had a very fine grating sensation. I looked at my finger and noticed the skin showed abrasion marks. The shop owner was smiling and said "It does the job, guaranteed 100%, one of a kind nowhere else makes them.". I handed over the cash and pulled down my pants and underwear, the shop owner picked up the plyers and removed my existing PA and inserted the new one. Tonight I would take it for a test drive. I decided to hit the sauna this evening so had a quick freshen up, I completely removed the temporary scorpion tattoo from my arm, I was not stupid enough to get a permanent one just yet. I stood in front of the full length mirror in my bedroom. At 24 years old I had been poz for 4 years, deciding against meds I had a pretty hefty viral load and knew it wouldn't be long before I had to start down the route of getting it under control. Contemplating my image I was okay, I could never score hot guys off the web but once they saw me in person I was like a dreamboat and magnet. At just under six foot, I had a very average build, dirty blond hair and blue eyes, a little muscle definition but I never worked out. My low hangers and 8 inch uncut cock was my crowning glory. In a country where mostly everyone was cut this is what set me out as a special find guys. I glanced closer in the mirror and smiled as I could just make out the three balls on my PA under the foreskin. Thinking to myself how one lucky guy was going to get to test drive this and get a ride they would never forget. The sauna was known as a place for safe sex was ideal for catching prey and converting them, plus I had age on my side. I moved between the sauna and steam room eyeing up the prey, I would pay particular attention to guys who demanded condoms. One caught my attention big time, he must have been 19 or 20, totally average and small build. Deliberately I bumped in to him after his minor scrap with a much older guy who wanted to fuck him. He swung round as I apologised for bumping him, he looked at me and said it was no problem and gave me smile. I noticed his eyes were darting up and down my body, contact made, I apologised and left the steam room. Over the next half an hour I stalked and made eye contact with him several times. The last time this happened I saw his reflection and noticed that he couldn't keep his eyes off me, the young lad had taken the bait and all I had to do was bide my time. I was very careful not to touch anyone, I moved quickly if someone attempted to touch me, this displayed to my prey that I was picky and not an easy slut. I did one last swoop by my prey without looking at him and headed to one of the private rest cubicles. Very low lighting and an acrid smell of poppers lingered in the air. I kept my towel tight around my waist. I couldn't have been in there for more than 3 minutes when my prey walked past, his eyes peering at me, but I made no move or acknowledgment. He walked by again, stopping as he did so, he looked at me and began to cross the threshold towards me. He asked if he could come in, again I made no impulse reaction and just replied "Sure.". He closed the door and put the latch down, my prey was now in my lair and there would be no going back for this cute little guy now. He approached me and started to kiss me on my neck and shoulders then looked up at me and told me didn't kiss guys on the mouth, suck cock or fuck without protection. His hand now stroking my cock, I laid back on the bench. Carefully every time he went towards the PA I would wriggle and move his hand away so that he never got to touch it and feel the middle balls destructive texture. He continued to kiss my body and nipples, I played my part to perfection and feigning very little interest, I could tell he was seeing this as a challenge. He pulled a condom out from his towel which I took and unravelled over my cock. His mouth slid down over my wrapped penis, he made no comment about the PA so I took this as good sign that the condom had masked the middle ball. I sat up as he dropped his towel and turned around rubbing his ass against my cock. Standing up I pushed the slut face down on the bench. I slowly moved my face towards his arse as he looked back over his should and began moaning. My tongue darted and flickered around his hole, I spat numerous times on his hole and tongued fucked it in to his arse. All the time he was letting out moans of pure pleasure, my tongue working up along his back I was ready to test drive how effective this PA would be. I leaned over his body my cock now rubbing his ass I asked him to be honest and tell me if he had any STD's or was poz, he shook his head as told me reassuringly he was absolutely clean. The head of my cock and PA prised his hole open as the spit made the entry slightly easier. His backed arched and head rose as he let out a moan, I pushed a couple of inches in to his slutty ass. "Oh fuck," he cried. I backed off and apologised, making it look like I was pulling out and ending it he looked over his shoulder "Don't stop." he pleaded. I pushed him hard up to edge of the bench so that there would be no give when I penetrated him this time. He bucked wildly and moaned in pleasure and agony as I gave him my entire cock. Balls deep in my prey I grabbed his neck with my arm and with my other hand I placed it firmly over his mouth to stifle any cries. His hands grabbed at my arms as his eyes opened wide at the force of my invasion. I began to slowly grind my hips against his ass, slowly his hands moved down my body and grasped my ass cheeks. I started thrusting my hips deeper in to him, his moans of pleasure escaping his covered mouth. I gave a couple of long thrust and felt the unmistakable sensation of the condom rolling down to the base of my cock. The middle ball had worked through the condom ripping it to shreds, now it was starting to do the same to the inside of the my preys ass lining. My movements became more rapid, he moaned louder as the abrading was giving him some discomfort causing his head to push up, I could tell he was feeling something he hadn't reckoned. I started to pant heavily next to his ear as I began fucking him harder to mask the pain he originally felt. His body relaxed again I moved my hand from his mouth and grabbed his forehead to secure him in position. "Oh shit, fuck me." he cried, I made several moans of pleasure, all the time I alternated between a grinding and thrusting motion for maximum effect. The intense pleasure I was feeling was making it difficult to hold back. I edged and abruptly stopped. Until the desire to orgasm dissipated, gradually replacing with gentle deep thrusts which he started to really enjoy. My hips locked deep against his ass I had him where I wanted him. His moans and pleasure for my cock caused an uncontrollable urge to take my prey. I felt my cock starting to swell, I used my legs to pin and lock his legs apart as the final moments began. He let out a shriek of excited pain as my hips gave a powerful crushing against his ass pinning him harder to the bench. Jolting I released my first load to toxic seed deep in his body as I moaned loudly. The second jolt was even deeper, the pain of my hips crushing his pelvis causing another cry from my prey as I ground the seed in to his now torn ass lining. I held him securely over the bench as my breeding contractions continued until the last remnants my toxic seed oozed in to his ass. He was shaking and panting heavily as I pulled my dick from his ass. The torn condom was as the base of my shaft, I inspected my PA which was coated in blood and cum. "Oh man, that was amazing." he said, I agreed and told him I needed to go and get rid of the condom. I grabbed my towel and left him sprawled across the bench. This new PA certainly did the trick and was also an excellent stealthing tool, no trickery was required and I was about to set on one hell of a stealthing spree.

I was 22 and decided to go camping at the lake one July, just to enjoy the summer a bit before it was over, and to get away from the gay life I had just began exploring. After getting everything set up, I sat down beside the fire and continued drinking my beer. Other than the sound of some soft voices at distant camp sites, the camp site was very quiet. Just as my fire was dying down for the night, I heard someone approaching on the path which led to the main trail. I recognized the man from a neighboring site, as I had walked past earlier on my way to my site. He was about 50, bushy gray beard almost hiding his sunken face, and wearing only jeans and boots. His torso had no fat, cept for a small belly paunch which didn't seem to fit his otherwise scrawny frame. He reminded me of some of older guys at the bar who'd been ravaged by HIV before treatments improved. In his hand was a liquor bottle, which was half empty. As he got closer, I could see he had a septum piercing, a thick ring resting on his bushy 'stache. I called out a friendly hello as he came near the fire, and he raised his bottle as if to toast me, then took a giant gulp of the brown liquid. He sat down on a log next to the fire, and we began talking. I was drunk, but this guy was shitfaced. Friendly as hell though, so I didn't mind. He was asking me all sorts of questions, what brought me here, was I having fun, etc. I just told him I was only here to chill out, and get drunk. He laughed and handed me his bottle and said "Drink up, buddy." I figured what the hell so I took a few gulps and felt the burn going down my throat. We kept talking, until finally I got up to go piss at the edge of the campfire. Just as I was thinking how drunk I was getting but having fun regardless, he appeared standing beside me, pulled-out his dick, and also took a piss. I jumped a bit, but still kept pissing, noticing he seemed to be studying my stream, so I looked over at his as well. He shook his cock a little to break my stare, and I looked over at his face. He had a different look now. Intense and not as friendly as before. I wasn't sure what to say, and before I could figure it out he turned and started pissing on my exposed cock and shorts. I couldn't move as inside I was panicking. I'd never thought of anything like this, and here a stranger was pissing on me and I didn't know what to do. His stream stopped and I felt his hand on my shoulder, pushing down. I'm not sure why I did it, but I got on my knees facing him. He stepped forward, his dangling cock right in front of me, and began pissing down the front of me, soaking my shirt before lifting his cock and aiming right for my face. His hot urine splashed in my eyes and ran down my cheeks, and he put his hand on top of my head and ordered me to open my mouth. Again, not sure why but I did exactly as he told me. He let loose another steam of piss right into my mouth, and commanded me to swallow at all, like a good pig. I began gulping and swallowing what I could. I was repulsed, but doing my best. When his stream stopped, I opened my eyes to see his hard cock jutting out a full eight inches, his fat cockhead still wet with piss. It was a sharp contrast to his lean frame. With his hand still on my head, he guided my head forward into my open mouth, and began fucking it. A few minutes later, he pulled his cock out and began rubbing it on my face, telling me I was a good whore and to stand up. Standing there, I noticed that despite my wet clothes and taste of piss and cock in my mouth, my cock was standing at attention. The stranger grabbed me by my cock and led me to my tent. He stripped my clothes outside the door, and led us inside. He had me remove his boots and jeans, and then lay back as he climbed on top of me. I was turned on as well as scared, and he began sucking my neck, tonguing my ears, and finally kissing me deeply. The feel of his big beard brushing my body was unbelievable, and my cock got even harder as his aggressive foreplay continued. "You're my whore tonight, boy, so relax and enjoy" he said. I didn't reply, and soon his fingers were playing with my hole, trying to push into my hole. I moaned, and he laughed, calling me a virgin, but quickly adding not for long. He climbed onto my chest and began jerking his cock right above my face, commanding me to lick his fuck stick. I began lapping my tongue on the underside of his head, and he laughed and told me what a good pig I was and to keep eating his toxic precum. When I heard him say that, I damned near panicked but his weight held me down. I tried to raise up but he smacked my face hard with his hand, telling me to lay the fuck still. He grabbed his cock and smacked it on my lips, telling me to open wide or else I'd taste the back of his hand again. I opened wide, and he began slow fucking my mouth. "That's it piggy, suck my toxic cock like a good whore!" His thrusts continued, and the taste of his precum grew stronger. Deeper and deeper into my throat he fucked, until I was sure I'd puke. I began gagging hard and he pulls his cock out, covered in my thick saliva. Next, he's twisting my arm around as he slid off my chest, forcing me to move in the direction he's pulling it. I'm half screaming as he twists, and finally I was on my stomach as he held my arm roughly behind my back. "Now get on your knees, pig" he said, twisting my arm to ensure my cooperation. I fumble to do as he says, as the pain he's inflicting on my arm is intense. "Good pig- now put your other hand on your back." Grabbing my free hand, he was now holding both in place on my back, as he scoots in right behind me, his cock pressing into my crack. He seems to clear his throat, but then I hear and feel him spit a goober on my ass. He repositioned to hold my arms with one hand, and grabs his cock with the other and begins rubbing his cock and spit into my hole. I quietly ask him to please let me go, but he ignored me, steadily pushing into my hole, slowly, in and out thrusts, but I had clamped tight, trying to prevent his entrance. Again he spat onto my hole, as his thumb slid in deeper as he murmured "There we go, piggy, open up for Daddy." Working his thumb in and out, telling me he was coating my whore cunt with his precum. From the slickness of his thumb as it moved freely in my ass, and I knew he isn't lying. Suddenly, his thumb was replaced by four inches of his cock. It took my breath away, but he didn't pause until he was fully buried in my ass. "Good piggy, I'm gonna show you how I make a man my whore" he said, as he slowly fucked my virgin hole. "Oh yeah fuck. I'm leaking my load inside you now boy. You like that? You want your new Daddy to knock you up and make you his toxic pig? Pop your pussy cherry and knock you up all in one night? Make you a fuck whore for the rest of your life?" His cock was thrusting harder, and I could hear the sloshing noises as my ass loosened to his fucking. He then started his final assault. " That's it baby, milk Daddy's dirty seed into your cunt. Drain it baby." He plunged forward, pulling my arms back and making me scream, holding his cock in as deeply as possible. I felt his cock pulsate stream after stream, coating my guts with his load. In that moment, when I was completely helpless and forever changed when a stranger came inside my ass, my cock spurted the biggest load of my life. Afterwards the stranger released my arms, and I chose to remain perfectly still as his cock stroked gently in and out of my hole. He spent the rest of the night in my tent, and the rest of the weekend. By the time I left, I had eight poz loads in my ass, and my new Daddy.

I was talkin to an alpha bull online recently who wanted to gang rape me with his buddies so fuckin rough and loud that the police get called so he could try to whore me out to em for having to come out and check on me..... got me thinkin of when i was 16 and i was at a rest stop back by the semis cruising for dick when a state patrol officer pulled in and asked why i was back there, he looked at my license N asked me to step outta the car N said he was gonna search it, he put me in cuffs N looked thru the car, he found a duffle i had condoms, lube N porn mags in, looked at me and threw it back in my trunk N said we both know what u were doin back here, he started grabbin his dick thru his uniform.... he said i had 2 choices, he arrests me for prostitution or we take a walk in the woods N work something out.... just as we got into the woods he told me to get on ur fuckin knees faggot! He told me i was gonna get what i wanted as he unzipped his pants N pulled his thick fuckin dick out. He left me in the cuffs N grabbed the back of my head and made me look in his eyes while he raped my throat so fuckin hard it felt like id pass out! He never let up till i swallowed 2 loads from him then he uncuffed me, spit in my face N walked towards his car. He saw a trucker who was watching N told him theres a faggot back there takin loads if u wanna rape the bitch... he got in his car N drove off and the trucker grabbed me and put me on a picnic table in the open N slammed his raw cock balls deep in me! He held me down by the neck as he raped me till another trucker walked up N held me down, by the time he bred me 3 guys had busted in my throat N another was about to rape my ass. Before he slammed into me he said he can either poz rape me in his sleeper so i dont get passed around all night or he can poz rape me right there till more guys line up.... he said its ur choice u fuckin whore, either way my fuckin poz seed is gonna be in ur pussy when im done with u! He made me beg him to rape and poz me in his sleeper b4 he drug me to his truck. He slammed the door behind us as we got in his semi N pushed me towards the bed, tellin me to get face down and spread ur fuckin legs whore! He stripped N shoved his fingers inside me as he stroked his dick askin me how old i was, i said 16 and begged him to use a condom.... he said he almost feels bad pozzing me but thats what happens to fuckin whores who beg for it and he slammed into me! He fuckin raped 3 loads into me as i lied there motionless takin it till he pulled out of me N said get the fuck outta my truck u nasty bitch! i got in my car and called a fuck buddy who was a doctor and told him what happened, he said to come over and he will give me a post exposure RX, when i walked in he was rock hard from what i told him happened and he fucked me on the floor of his entryway telling me 1 more poz load isnt gonna matter with all the seed inside me!! It was the first time he fucked me raw and the 1st time he told me he was poz! He unloaded in me, got up N tossed the RX's on the floor by me N told me i gotta go cause he had some 20yo neg pussyboy on the way over N he was gonna stealth the bitch and knock him up! I got hard as fuck as i passed him in the hall as i walked to the elevator knowin what was about to happen to him!

What was I doing? Entering this grotty old office building, going down dingy corridors, with only the odd bit of poor quality xeroxed paper pointing the way to the meeting room. I was hoping going there would help me with my problem. Soon I arrived outside a door, whose window was covered with a notice stating meeting in progress. After quite a hesitation, I finally summoned enough courage to enter. A few heads turned towards me as I shuffled my way to a seat at the back. In the empty seat next to me was a tatty copy of the constitution. I thought I'd read that later. There was a man at the front speaking from a lectern. He was addressing the roughly dozen people attending the meeting.“Hello,” he said, “My name is Frazer and I am a barebacker! It has been a month since I last barebacked anyone.” A ripple of polite applause came from the assembly. The person, who I presumed was in charge invited others up to testify. A younger member of the group came up to take over the rostrum. “Hello, my name is Ray and I am a barebacker!” He continued, “It's been 4 weeks since I last barebacked!” Another round of applause ensued. He was replaced by a tall Scotsman. “Hello,” he said in a soft Scottish accent, “I'm Drew and I've lapsed several times since we last met.” A sense of sympathetic silence pervaded the air. Drew continued “After our last meeting, I went to a cruising ground where I enjoyed gorging on 5 cocks and let them all then take me bareback, spattering my inside with their hot cum.” The host interjected, “Drew, you know the rules, do not continue like that!” But Drew continued “A week later I visited a sauna and in the darkroom, I fucked two men bare coating their innards with my spunk and then let one of them return the favour.” The host intervened again, “Drew you have already been warned!” Drew retorted, “It was only last week, when I went into a gents where I sucked off one guy in the cubicle, who proceeded to ram his saliva-lubricated cock straight up me and shoot his load inside me!” “That's enough, Drew, you have already been warned, you know the rules. Members de-bag him!” Immediately, most of those seated, got up and started stripping Drew, some very forcefully. Within a few seconds, he was stark naked. To my amazement the leader of the group began sucking Drew to attention, whilst Frazer was rimming him. I got up and sat down again on the front row to get a better view. Other members started removing all their clothes and a free-for-all started. Now that Drew was fully at attention, the host turned round dropped his pants and let Drew slip his manhood up him. At the same time Frazer stopped his rimming and now inserted his cock up the now lubricated arse of Drew. Others were beginning to pair off to suck and fuck. But I wasn't left out of this. Ray came up to me and started to remove all my clothes. “So much for dealing with my barebacking addiction”, I thought. Ray was obviously attracted to older men and almost licked his lips as he saw my dick springing to attention. Ray took no time closing his mouth around it, his tongue delicately teasing my manhood and making me even harder than before. Meanwhile most of the party were now in the throws of fucking each other bare. Many were using the front seats to press against as they were rammed from behind. I hoped they would hold up to the onslaught. Then it was my turn as Ray obviously wanted me to take him from behind. He held firmly to the seat, turned around and offered me his bum, which I gladly made use of by squeezing my now fully erect cock into his tight hole. As I banged away at Ray, I felt the chap next to me banging away too. Every time I thrust out, so did the other man, so our naked bums kept caressing each other. The feeling was surprisingly erotic. The double effect of pushing my cock up this young man's delightfully tight arse and the constant collision of buttocks with the man next to me was too much and with a satisfying grunt, I released my load into his young arse. By this point, my inhibitions were totally gone and I looked for other opportunities in the group for further barebacking. The host's cock seemed somewhat promising. Although still fairly flaccid, it seemed quite thick and long. I went over to him and started sucking him as Drew continued to mount him. Drew's stamina was amazing. After having shot his load inside the host, he turned his attention on me. With but a quick spit on his cock, he angled himself carefully and proceeded to give me a good shafting. I found myself being spit-roasted and enjoying every moment of it. I certainly wasn't going to be helped from indulging in bare-backing with this group! Drew was an amazingly good fucker. After putting just the head of his cock inside, he started pushing in gently. After a while, he picked up speed pushing his cock inside fully again and again. He pushed inside further and further until his balls touched mine. The feeling of his scrotum against my arse felt great. Slowly Drew picked up his pace. He pulled his large penis almost out of my hole and then thrust it all the way back into me. Whilst I was enjoying this thrusting, I was slurping on cock and feeling it grow even harder in my mouth. Drew started pummelling me harder and harder, his breathing quickened and then I felt squirt after squirt of his semen pouring inside me. It was then I noticed that quite a number of people were watching the newcomer getting his cum-uppance! One person, in particular had been watching intently and now made his move on me. Just as I felt the host's penis throb as he left his salty deposit in my mouth, so Frazer stroked his cum-covered cock into action again and shoved his engorged cock right up me, lubricated by Drew's previous load. Most of the rest of the group were watching Frazer pistoning in and out of my willing arse. So much for my addiction! I held on tightly to the seat as he vigorously thrust his cock up my hole. I could feel the squelching of Drew's cum from the previous fuck and then some of it started to dribble down my leg. The audience certainly seemed appreciative of the newbie's show. Then Frazer shoved his dick hard inside me and kept it there. I realised he was letting more of his hot jizz blast into my hole. He pulled out and the last gobs of spunk splattered on my back as the crowd egged him on. Suddenly, the group seemed to go back to normality as if nothing had happened. People started dressing and got back into their seats and started chatting to one another. The host, to whom I'd had the pleasure of giving a blow job, approached me. “Welcome, We all enjoyed your display. Hello, my name's Mark” I replied “My name's...” But I was cut off from finishing my sentence. “No, don't tell me your name. This is barebackers' anonymous, we meet once a month to fuck one another bareback. It's anonymous, so we make up names and don't use our own. Hope to see you again next month.” I arrived especially early the following month in eager anticipation of what was to come. Indeed, I now had the courage to go to the front to address the assembled company. “Hello, my name is George...

Having a gay uncle made the struggles of coming "out" easier. Uncle Pete encouraged my questions. Although having watched gay pornography on the internet, being a man of scruples, I wasn't allowed to watch porn at Uncle Pete's until I turned 18. A few months before my 19th birthday I was at Uncle Pete's watching porn and stroking our dicks. One scene depicted a virgin losing his cherry. At that point I had only gotten and given bjs to guys my age. I was curious about getting fucked so I asked him if it hurts the first time. Uncle Pete said it is important that the first guy that fucks you know you a virgin a takes his time. I respoded to that with "I hope I find someone like that when I am ready." With that said he got up and dais, "I'll be right back." Five minutes later he came back in the room with Jeff, his partner. Uncle Pete suggested he fly Jeff and I to Key West for a three day weekend and let nature take its course. Long story short upon our arrival at resort things got steamy. Jeff kissed me like I had never been kissed before. He rimmed me, used lubed fingers and loosened me up. Holding an unfamiar bottle, he took two sniffs and told me to do the same. He kissed me deeply and fingered my ass a bit more along with his dick. He said to take some more sniffs of poppers and poised his cock near my virgin hole. (His dick was the perfect size to take my cherry, 7.5 cut inches but only the thickness of Italian sausage). He asked me if I was ready and I said yes. He slowly slid his cock into my ass and made it past the second sphincter. I was in a popper hazed heaven and I loved he was actually making love to me. He commented that he didn't put on a condom because every virgin's should be bare. His 20 minutes of sliding in and out resulted in an incredible orgasms causing my ass to tighten up releasing what felt like five streams of jizz from him. He looked at me and could tell I was in heaven. After we lingered for a bit he laid beside me lit up a cigarette. He looked so hot exhaling smoke I wanted to join him. He handed me my first cigarette. After coughing a few times I could take drags without coughing. Later that night we were walking around key West when we past a piercing parlor. Saying that now that was a man I needed an earring. I left the parlor with three studs in my ear. One stud for each day we would be in Key West. Jeff ended up fucking me 11 more times that weekend. I left Key West a contented new bottom and a new smoker.

No Risk… No Fun… (Part 1) “What’s up? Are you looking for a tight hole to fuck?” a private message popped up on my screen. ‘RapeMeRaw’ was the guy’s virtual nickname. I clicked to view his profile. …18 years old …White …Slim …Blonde …No hair on his body, as far as the body-pictures showed. “Show your face faggot” I wrote back. He didn’t reply right away. Then he sent me a message, telling me, he would rather like to exchange some messages before sending his picture. “Don’t waste my time – Fake!” I answered him unfavorably. Several minutes later he sent me another message. “Please…. don’t show this to anyone. My parents still don’t know…” he wrote. Attached were some pictures of a cute young twink. He had an innocent look on his face and an angelic smile. “No one cares about you. How old are you?” I wanted to know. “18?” he instantly wrote back. “Are you asking me…?” I wrote, since he looked so youthfully, but who gave a shit. “Give me your skype address. I want to see you. Prove to me, that you are not fake news” I hit the send button. “I will show my face on cam. But I am not doing a sex show for you… just to let you know. I am not stupid…. you might record it after all….” his quick reply flashed on my screen. After getting his skype name I sent him a request. He accepted the call and I could see his face ‘live’. It was the handsome face on the pictures and after he passed this reality check, he turned his cam off again. “Okay whore – when can I rip you open?” I asked him via skype. “I don’t know… I can visit you if you like. I want to be raped hard.” he wrote. “Ever had a cock up your cunt?” “Sure - lots…. I am a true cunt” he lied. Since it is difficult to actually date a twink like this, if you write too long, I asked him to rape his ass that evening. I was sure, that he was already jacking off his young dick fiercly. “Can’t we write a little bit before?” he asked me seriously. “Nah – I am into the real stuff. If you want a hard cock up your slit, raping you savagely… then I am the right guy. Give me your contact address and I will pick you up.” Minutes passed without a reaction. I checked my profile. He hit it 9 times by now and was just surfing on my site. I had some hardcore pictures of my dick fucking tight assholes. The biohazard symbol was visible on my left shoulder. “Are you healthy?” he asked me suddenly. This guy was either stupid or simply not so experienced, as he would like to be. “Of course I am” I replied. I had no cold. I had no headache. I was feeling fine. My lips formed a devilish smile. The next moment ‘RapeMeRaw’ went offline. Oh well I thought and invited a bottom pig to my apartment. I knew this poz whore already and I was sure it would be fun fucking more of my poz cum into his snatch. The following day I received several messages. The little pup apologized for logging out so abruptly. His mother had entered his room and now he was scared, I would believe he was just a no show. He was begging for forgiveness and asking for another chance to be my rape victim. More messages came in, asking me for a second chance. Damn – this fuckslut seemed to be desperate for cock. Who would I be, if I wouldn’t give the kid a chance, meeting my toxic cock. “Apology accepted – meet me this evening at 6pm at a WalMart parking lot nearby” I gave him the exact address and told him to wait in front of the main entrance. During the day he wrote me several other messages. He told me, how he wanted to be ripped open and destroyed by my big cock. He mentioned, that he needed my cum in his puppy cunt so badly. He begged me to fuck him as brutally as I could and that no cry or plea should change my mind. I never replied to any of them. He saw me being online. He knew, I read the messages, but didn’t react. I was sure he got the right feeling, that this would be his one and only chance to meet me. When I came closer to the meeting point, I could see him from afar already. He wore tight white jeans which showed his butt perfectly. It was small ass and promised a tight fucking. His hair had a perfect sidecut. He was in a good shape and had a nice and slim body. It would be fun to show no mercy on the guy. “Hello Sir” he greeted me, looking at my big bulge. “Come with me boy. Let’s move to my car," I ordered as I took a good grip on his nape, leading him to my automobile. He was obviously scared, but as much as he looked around, his gaze always returned to my crotch, which bulged with excitement. Apparently he made-up his mind as he sighed and willingly walked to the car, where, upon arrival, I unlocked the doors and gestured for him to get in. He complied, closing the door as I took my seat in the driver's seat. “Where are we going?” he asked bashfully. I did not even look at him. I opened the buttons of my jeans and pulled my cock out of the fabric. “Suck until I cum, or until I tell you to stop - you fuckwhore” I demanded. I pushed his head down to my crotch and felt his hot tongue playing clumsy with my dickhead. I could feel his hot breath on my toxic rape-stick. He was no professional! That’s for sure. I started the ignition and we drove slowly off the lot. He wanted to be raped… you got to be careful what you are wishing for…

THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION 1997 - Dallas, TX I grew up in a very weird neighborhood. Our block was an extremely average row of standard ranch houses. Go one block West and you'd see some beautiful mansions and one block to the East were Section 8 apartments. It irritated my dad to no end. He hated both the very rich and the very poor. He basically hated everyone. The rich were 'a bunch of tax-evading crooks' and the poor were all 'drug addicts who constantly produced mixed bastard babies'. Dad was a most unpleasant man. Obviously. He maybe even hated me, but never came right out and said it. 2008 I had basically flunked out of my first semester of college. I'd done well in high school but that was before I had unfiltered access to the internet and drugs. I liked weed, coke, booze and I liked porn...and pretty much nothing else. I loved speed as well - in all forms. I just stopped going to class or even caring about anything except getting high and beating off to videos of men fucking. It sounds pathetic as I write it now, but I was perfectly content at the time. So the deal was I could move back home for a year IF I cleaned up my act and got a job. Dad's rules. It was good timing because I wasn't yet at the point of having severely nasty reactions to coming down and my dick was rubbed raw from masturbating so much. I knew a guy at school who showed me how to navigate around internet filters, but I needed a porn break for now. I slept almost three whole days. The only thing that kept interrupting my sleep was the barking of the new dog my parents had adopted: Daisy. She was a black lab mix with a heart of gold. No way could I ever get mad at her. She was my example of joy...something to aim for. It was one of my assigned chores to walk her around the block several times a day. Daisy took her sweet time to urinate and/or poop. I didn't mind because the fresh air and the exercise were a sort of therapy for me. I could clean up and be something...definitely. But then.... I was walking the dog in the seedier part of our area when I saw some random guy standing almost in the middle of Olive Street. He was tall, skinny, covered with tats and handsome as fuck. He looked like Vanilla Ice after a bout with leukemia. He had on a baseball cap and seemed to waiting for somebody. I knew he was on something...it was an instinct I'd gained privilege to in the past few months. He didn't notice me at first which was good because it gave me a chance to look him over. Daisy gave us away by offering him a friendly bark. I knew her language of woofs - this was a 'hello, new person' noise and not a 'stay the fuck back' one. Still, the dude looked a little worried. "Yo! Keep him away from me!" He grabbed his back pocket like he was going to pull out a gun or something. "She's a she, and she's harmless. Her name is Daisy and I'm Mark." "OK. Cool. I don't like dogs, man. I'm Damien, D-Dog, or whatever else I tell you to call me." He was pure sleaze and gave off strong criminal vibes. My dad would call him 'trash' which made me want to know him even more than I already did. A car pulled up and he got in. "See you later, Mark." On the way back to Boringville, I chuckled to myself. Nobody was really named 'Damien' any more, right? Just like nobody was named 'Adolf'. Some names have been off-limits for decades. Some people had pretend lives and I understood them. Oh fuck -- Dad was home early. At least I wasn't taking a nap or watching TV. I unleashed Daisy and waited for his wrath. "Tomorrow. You're getting a damn haircut tomorrow." "OK." "And not at some fruity salon...you're going to John's barbershop on Walnut Street.. He'll expect you at 10 am." Fine. Whatever. I was slightly late for the appointment with John who'd been in this place since I was a kid. He looked like he was already mad and you were already giving him a headache. He could have been related to my dad. There was no TV here, just a stack of old macho magazines like 'Guns and Ammo' and 'Field and Stream'. Of course an A.M. radio station was playing, spouting wingnut opinions John already held. I wanted to request he change it to NPR just to see his head explode. You don't get shampooed in places like this. You just sit in one of the ancient vinyl chairs that are almost always patched with duct tape. "What are we doing today?" A crazy thought formed in my head. "Buzz it -- I'm gonna join the army next week." His mood brightened considerably. "Will do, young man." Looking back, I think I wanted to look more like Damien and also piss off my dad. He couldn't get mad at me because I was just doing what he requested. John brutally shaved my hair down to stubble. I'd pretend to be someone else for a while since my previous identity had been mostly dull. I could even pretend to agree with everything coming from the radio. I could become someone who hated Arabs and Jews and minorities and liberals. As soon as I started verbally agreeing with whatever the blowhard was spouting, John was ready to adopt me. Acting bears a remarkable resemblance to lying. I'd try this personality on for the time being. Of course my dad lost his shit. "What? Are you one of those skinheads now?" "No. He messed up a little and just kept cutting until it was evened out." Lying was getting easier and easier for me. I was 'M-Dawg' now. Fuck the world. I walked Daisy before bedtime and made sure to walk by the house Damien was in front of. No lights on of course. Guys like him would be out partying this time of night. But no. He was sitting in the dark on his unlit front porch. "Hail!" What was the response to this? M-Dawg would know. "Hail, Brother!" "Shit! You're Mike, right?" "Mark. I've lived a block West of here my whole life." "I'm new. I only know people from my old hood. Take that fuckin' dog home and then come back over." "Sounds good." Shit. My pretend self had opened a can of tattooed worms. Yes, Dad. I'm a skinhead now. I'm also a drug user and a fag and I can't wait for the day you drop dead of a heart attack. I let Daisy loose indoors and went upstairs to my room. I put on some old jeans from the hamper and dug through my closet until I found a 'Dead Kennedys' t-shirt I'd bought at Good Will. I have never heard their music, but I was going through an angry teen phase (that I guess I'm still not completely out of yet) and the shirt matched my mood. I never once wore it. Now seemed like the right occasion. Sure, it was a 'Small" when I bought it and I was rapidly becoming a "Medium"...but the tight fit made me look bulkier. It was practically sleeveless at this point. I was still skinny, but not as rail-thin as Damien. I had committed to no tattoos as of yet, but that couldn't be helped now. The night was warm, mosquito-filled and windless. Texas. I was back on the heat-soaked sidewalk in front of HIS house within 45 seconds. "Shit, yo! That was fast. You lookin' to party?" "Yeah. And get to know my neighbors." "Come sit here with me and we'll watch the end times coming." Huh? I guess I pretty much knew the end of times were arriving because the Middle East was so prepared to split the planet in half. Wouldn't that be a good way to go? You just fly into space and be be free of abusive dads, bullies and expectations. I was down with that. Damien had one of those indoor couches that had become outdoor porch fixtures around here (a Southern, White Trash thing), I just huffed and plopped down next to him. It was humid and the night was alive with the sounds of bats. They gobbling up mosquitoes and squeaking with joy. "I figured you'd be out partying tonight." "You thought that? You thought about me? That's interesting. Want a smoke?" He meant a cigarette, but I guess I'd hoped he had a rolled fatty to share. Nope...just a regular cig that at least wasn't menthol. "So you're just hanging out tonight?" "I kind of have to. I'm recently out on parole. It's so much bullshit. I have to be here to answer the phone...my HOME phone. I ain't allowed a cell phone." "That sucks." "You got internet?" "Yeah. Why?" "You ever look at that website that shows you where all the local sex offenders live?" "Nah. My dad used to check it regularly until he just got too outraged. Mom made him stop after so many red circles showed up that he nearly had a stroke. Why? Are we sitting in a red circle right now?" "Yup. I almost thought that was why you came sniffing around. Some people are into that." "What did you do, Damien?" "Bunch of shit. It's too long to get into now. I did my time and paid my dues but I'm branded for life." "Wow." "Yeah...'wow', Want to come inside?" I sure did. He was pure danger and pure sex. He embodied something I didn't quite have a name for. "Sure." Once inside the door, I saw shit I could barely believe. I'm not entirely sure how much I can say in this forum, but suffice it to say that this guy was into the devil...bug time. He was into all that 'white power' shit too. Hitler and stuff. This wasn't cool, and not any kind of alternative personality I could make for myself would ever be down with this. I regretted my haircut so much right now. He was hot in his own way, but this was too twisted and just plain wrong. "Want a beer?" "Uh - yeah. OK." He brought us both cans of Busch Light. "I still don't have cable, but I got the VCR hooked up." "Whatever you want, dude." We'd watch a movie or something and I'd get the hell out of here....and never walk down this street again. "See -- until I got sidetracked, I was going to be a famous filmmaker. I made some shit and put it on the internet. Want to watch a sample?" "Absolutely." I wanted to escape, but I needed to rest a little first. I couldn't wait to be home, in bed with a book. It smelled like piss in here. I wouldn't have been surprised to see an open bucket of urine in the corner somewhere. He'd taken off his shirt, letting me see all his ink. Pentagrams and other weird symbols. Some words too. My eyes weren't focusing all that well right now. I guess I was just tired. "It's a little rough and I didn't edit it very well. This is just raw material." He had the volume turned up pretty high and my ears were assaulted with violent metal/rap/rage music. There's a lot of what I saw I can't describe here and also a lot I've blocked out and/or can't remember. Damien handed me another cigarette and I gladly smoked it, hoping I could wake up a little. I closed my eyes to block out the imagery. One scene was of him fucking some passed-out guy. He grinned at the camera. Needles shooting into veins, guns firing, bloody wounds, and that awful goddamn music. Finally -- it ended. I wanted to soak my eyeballs in Clorox. "Damn. That was intense." "Did it turn you on?" "Um... I ...." "Feeling sleepy? I got something to wake you up. Stay here." I put out the cigarette in my empty beer can. His indoor couch wasn't much nicer than his porch couch, but it was so comfortable right now. I should have known he'd come back with a syringe. Fuck. I'd never shot up before...or had I? "A vitamin." "Like B 12 or something?" "Vitamin K." I'd heard of that. Pegople took that to stop having nosebleeds or something. "Yeah. Great. I don't do needles, man. Plus -- I think I'm allergic to that vitamin." "Doubt it. You had two cigs soaked in it...and I put a little in your beer." "Huh?" I wanted to sleep now. He'd drugged me. "Here. I'll just give you a little." Without me even trying to stop him, he thumped the inside of my elbow and stuck the needle in. It's weird that I didn't feel it because I always flinched when I got a yearly flu shot. "I'll finish up the rest of this." My arm was bleeding and there was a drop of blood on the tip of the syringe. "I don't feel good." "I can help you with that." He kicked of his shoes and took off his jeans. No socks, no underwear. "Shit -- feels good to air everything out." He was working on an erection that seemed close to nine inches long and very thick at the base. No way. I'd thought he was sexy before, but now I was just scared of him. How did I end up here? Where did I live? "I think I need to lie down." "Go ahead. It's night-night for you now. I'm gonna fuck your ass, though." "No! I...can't. NO!" "You think the drugs are free? You got high on my dime, and that gives me access to all your holes. I'm just going to get your clothes off and let the K do its thing." I was naked and lying face down on this filthy couch. He was positioning me like a rag doll until I was bent over with my bare ass in the air. I made an attempt to say 'no' again, but just couldn't get my mouth to work. "This ain't rape, man. I'm NOT a rapist. You came here of your own free will." Maybe so. I liked danger, but this was beyond that. He stuck his big dick unto my ass hole and I honest-to-god didn't feel any pain. I'd later learn that I'd been drugged with Ketamine -- which is normally used as a tranquilizer for large animals. I suppose I could have felt a small amount of relief that my first time getting fucked didn't hurt. Damien just pumped away like a bull in heat as I took it all. Did he have STD's? Probably. AIDS? I wished so badly that I was truly passed out, but awareness remained. I wanted to remember this. My first time. I'd write about in one day. His breathing got heavier and his hips were thrusting faster. He was going to cum inside of me. Why wasn't I asleep yet?? A criminal was fucking me full of who-knows-what and I was lucid enough to realize it. I'd just pretend to be asleep. Yeah. I was good at pretending. "Hail! The seed of The Damned is in you now!!!" He was sweating all over me. It's funny how I didn't feel his cock enter me, but I felt it leave me. No worries. I was asleep. I heard him leave the room and go take a piss as my pretend sleep turned into actual sleep. Long, deep, dreamless sleep. I'll leave it to you to imagine the ending. Imagination is a wonderful thing.

I was in Salt Lake City for a couple of days. Since I'd had some very successful breed and seed parties in SLC in the past, I wanted to try another. Unfortunately, my cell phone died the day I was flying to SLC. So, I was there without the benefit of Grindr, Growlr, Scruff, etc. Also, I couldn't get my KIK messages. Those disadvantages, along with the loss of Craigslist was making it difficult to get as many tops to seed me than I normally get. I used doublelist.com as well as BBRT and Squirt to get the word out. Wednesday night I only had 2 tops show up. One was a str8 guy that replied to my doublelist ad. He showed up to just get his dick sucked. But, he ended up fucking me raw as well. It was a good fuck. But, he was a fast cummer. It was over too soon. The second guy replied from BBRT. He was kind of a boring fuck. So, I was a quite disappointed. On Thursday night the responses from BBRT, Squirt and doublelist were better. I got 5 loads that night. All were great fucks and I enjoyed getting those loads. But the BEST was definitely the last. It was well past midnight and I was almost ready to call it a night when I got a message from a black guy on BBRT. I told him with a message that I was in a downtown SLC motel room, wanting cocks. I loved his pics and wanted him to fuck me. Thankfully, he wrote back. He asked if I could handle his 11", thick bbc? I wrote back that I would have no problem taking him. He again wrote back that this would NOT be a "vanilla, romantic" fuck. He said most white fags can't handle him. He'd only come over if I could take a deep, hard fuck from him. "I fuck hard, fast and deep. I'll slam balls deep into your cunt and show no mercy. Once I start to fuck, there's no stopping until I put my babies in your white pussy. You better be able to take this black dick, faggot. Or you'd better back out now." he said. I wrote back that I was sure I could take him. I gave him the motel address and my room number. He told me he'd be there in 15 minutes. Sure enough, 15 minutes later there was a knock at my door. I opened the door to find a 6', 190 lb, muscular black guy stepping into my room. His skin town was even darker than it appeared in his BBRT photos. He was in his early 50's. He had a rough, masculine, angry look to him. His short black hair was filling with grey hairs. He looked me up and down as I closed the door behind him. "You got anyone else coming over? Cause I don't want a group. You're going to be my pussy. I don't share." he said. "No one else is coming. Just you and me. I have 4 loads in me. That OK?" I asked. "Lock the door, fag", he barked, as he began to pull his shirt over his head and unbuckle his jeans. "Get on your knees, cocksucker. Get this black cock hard, fag. And I better not feel teeth", he demanded. I pulled my tee-shirt off and tossed it to the floor. I pulled my shorts down and kicked them aside as I dropped to my knees. I took his soft cock into my mouth and sucked on his foreskin. As his cock began to swell, I then pushed the foreskin back with my lips and began to suck. I'd take a gasp of breath, and then swallow his cock as far back down my throat as I could, before choking. Soon, he pushed me aside and moved to the bed. He sat on the edge and I moved over to him. I again began to suck on his now fully hard bbc. I licked down to his balls as he softly let out a low moan. I licked and sucked on his balls as I lifted up his legs. He pulled his knees to his chest and I licked his ass. "Ah, you are a good faggot, aren't you? Eat my nigger ass, queer", he said. I licked his hole, then slide my tongue up into him. "Fuck yeah!", he said as I made love to his hole. "Show me your pussy, faggot", he barked as he rolled to the side. I climbed up on the bed and kelt on the edge of the bed. I had placed a hand towel, lube and poppers on the corner of the bed. I grabbed the poppers and began to sniff them as he stood behind me. He lubed up his cock and squeezed some on my asshole. He slid some lube up into my hole and fingered my hole a bit. Then, all of a sudden I felt his hard cockhead pressing against my hole. Oh, God! I know I told him I could handle his cock, but I was beginning to doubt myself. He had grown to at least 11 inches and he had a very nice thickness to it, as well. I was sniffing poppers nearly non-stop. I knew it was going to take a shitload of poppers to take his dick. He quickly began to press into me and it stung a bit. I just continued to inhale the poppers as I felt him slide all the way into me. It was hurting, but I was not about to stop it. I wanted that bbc inside me. I needed this fuck. Just as he promised, he showed no mercy. He immediately began to pound me. Poppers were splashing against my nose and lips as he rammed hard and deep into me. With some difficulty, during the hard thrusts, I finally put the lid on the poppers and grabbed hold of the sheets to steady myself as he slammed repeatedly into me. Then he put one of his legs up on the bed, going into me on an angle and going even deeper into me. He grinded his big cock in my pussy. Soon he pushed me further up onto the bed. He climbed up on the bed and slide back up into me in one quick thrust. My ass had now relaxed and it was feeling incredible! He had grabbed me around the waist and was slapping against me as he repeatedly thrust in and out of me. The bed was banging against the wall and I was letting out grunts as he slammed my ass. For nearly 20 minutes he pushed and maneuvered me into every conceivable position. Each position allowing his cock to go even deeper into me. He'd grind my ass with his cock buried balls deep into me, up past my second sphincter. He knew just where to put his cock to rub it against my prostate. It was grinding against my prostate so hard, that I nearly came a couple of times, just from the friction he was putting on it with his bbc. Then he slide up into second sphincter again. The harder and deeper he'd fuck, I could tell the hornier he was getting. He finally had me on my back, his cock buried deep into me as his face was just inches from my face. He was looking intently into my eyes as he fucked me. He seemed to enjoy seeing my face expressing both intense pleasure and pain at the same time. With his face so close to mine, I so wanted to kiss him. I began to move my lips to his to kiss. I could smell the booze on his hot breath as I moved my lips to his lips. But, he turned his face sideways and barked, "No kissing, faggot! I don't fuckin' kiss queers", he growled. "You're just a pussy to me. Just a hole to fuck. Just a cunt to use", he said. He thrust a few more times into me, then asked, "You ready for my cum, pig? You ready to take my babies?" "Oh, God, Yes! Put your cum in me. Fill my cunt with your babies!", I moaned, breathlessly. "Uhh Uhh Uhhhh!", he grunted as he rammed harder and deeper into me with each thrust. My head was banging against the wall. It hurt, but there was no stopping or moving. I was completely under his control. Finally he took one last, hard thrust into me and I could feel his cock throb as he filled my colon with his seed. He was well up past my second sphincter as he emptied his balls into me. I was squeezing my ass on his throbbing cock. Trying to milk every drop of his hot seed into me. He collapsed onto me and was panting into my ear with his hot breath. We stayed like that for a few minutes as both our breathing slowed. Finally he climbed up off me and rolled onto his side. I snuggled up to him and caressed his muscular, hairy chest. We laid there for several more minutes. I reached for his cock, he was still hard. I leaned down and licked the beads of cum that were oozing from his piss slit. He fingered my cum filled pussy as I sucked his cock. Soon, he had positioned himself again at my hole. He immediately thrust back into me. He was quickly grunting and moaning as he again began to pound my ass. It only took a few minutes until he was again groaning loudly, grabbing me around the waist and planted another load into me. Then he quickly pulled out, climbed off the bed and went into the bathroom to clean up. When he came out of the bathroom, wiping his cock off with a washcloth, I told him how great the fuck was. "Can we fuck again when I'm in town", I asked? "Sure, fag. It's hard to find a hole that can take my dick. I like your white pussy. Yeah, let me know. I'll fuck you". With that, he dressed and left. I locked the door behind him, turned out the lights and went to sleep. Replaying the hot fuck in my mind as I drifted off to sleep. It's now 2 days later and my ass is still a little sore. But, it was a fuck I'll long remember. And hope will happen often when I'm in Salt Lake.

Love when a "safe only" top suddenly decides to stealth. Hot wondering if they think I can't tell, will never know, or he just doesn't care and wants to treat me like a public utility to use.

This guy has been hitting me up on A4A for a few weeks. He has no pic, so I have not been too eager to meet up. However, since I have not been able to find a willing poz breeder to wreck my neg hole for the first time, I came up with a scheme. I told the guy I'd let him fuck me with a couple conditions: 1) he'd have to 'force' breed me and 2) he must pretend to be poz. He eventually agreed. This was the perfect solution:getting off on poz loads without the real risk of pozzing. Something even an ethical top would do. So,we met up last night. He arrived,and was 6'2, 200#, muscular; to my 5'8", 130# scrawniness. He immediately pulled his cock out and played his part well, telling me to suck his fat poz cock. He fucked me doggie on the floor, force feeding me poppers. Growling he was going to fill my little cunt up with poz seed. I was flying. As he picked up the pace and the talk, I could tellhe was going to blow soon. Then he stopped. He said,"You're wanting to play a twisted game that I just can't go through with." I was like, shit. He pulled out and said he wouldn't pretend to be poz. So, I reluctantly said "OK... let's just finish fucking then." He re-entered me and quickly picked up the pace. I felt him swelling inside me. He pushed me down to the ground with all his weight and started punding hard. He held my head down to the floor. Then, he leaned forward and growled in my ear."I'm not playing games, you twisted faggot. I'm gonna breed you though." I was like, yeah... As he started to cum, he whispered again. "And I am really poz, fucker. Here's your toxic load." Before I could even react he was shooting in me balls deep. Before I knew it, I nutted all over the floor. True story.

Just a short while ago. Married top friend messaged, me, and was over in about 10 min or so. He was horny as hell, and went down and started sucking his cock, taking it deep, and licking his balls as well. Back to sucking, and he expressed interest in sucking me. So, onto the couch he sat, and pulled me forward, sucking my cock, playing with my balls. Had me close, and I knew he wanted to make me cum! I reached down and started playing with his cock, which was very hard! I had to have it! I sat down in his lap, slowly sliding that hard cock inside my ass! He was moaning, and I took it all the way in! Held it deep, then started riding his cock, sliding it deep and then almost all the way out! He was grunting like crazy, and I knew he was close, so really started pumping his cock in and out of my ass, and grabbing his balls, pulling him deep! He is always very loud, and really started verbally telling me loudly he was fucking cumming! I held it deep, and stayed on his cock for several minutes, until his cock softened and slipped out. Down right away and licked it nice and clean He thanked me, dressed, and headed home!

I decided on a leather jock one size up, a medium instead of a small, on the advice of the salesman. He pointed out that I wouldn’t want something that dug in since I would be dancing and moving around for a long time. He was right, it was very comfortable for the entire 7+ hours I wore it. Made the dance floor and back room fucks that much easier.

My pleasure I need to post more! Have had lots more hot times!

006 - Ink I stopped recording. When Raff finally pulled out of Jesse, it made a slick noise in the now oddly quiet room. Jesse didn’t move, or make any noise, just laying in the heap that Raff had dropped him into, breathing heavily. Raff slapped his ass, pretty hard, but even that didn’t seem to get much of a reaction. “Don’t worry.” Raff said to me. He must have seen the worry on my face. “He’ll be fine. Better than fine. He just got something he always wanted. He just needs a few minutes to accept it.” Something about that didn’t sound right in my head. He didn’t need to ‘accept’ Raff’s cock - he’d already taken the whole damn thing, and taken it like a champ. “Wait. You said you really wanted Jesse’s ass. If he really wanted you to fuck him as well, why has it taken this long for it to happen?” Raff laughed. “Because Jesse is a fucking tease. Aren’t you?” He turned to Jesse and slapped his ass again. This time, Jesse yelped and shot up. “See, there he is. How you feeling?” “Fucking incredible.” Jesse answered. His face was stained with tears, but his eyes weren’t watering anymore, and he was smiling. “I don’t know if I can hold it all in, though.” “Trust me, I fucked that load in so deep, it’ll come out your mouth before it comes out your ass. But just in case…” Raff took me by the arm and moved me so that I was standing behind Jesse, then pushed me to my knees. In my ear, he spoke again. “There are people who would die in order to get my cum, so I don’t like seeing it wasted. If there’s anything that Jesse can’t hold in his ass, it goes down your throat, understand?” I nodded. Jesse’s bubblebutt glistened with sweat and cum in front of me. Raff put his hand on the back of my head, and shoved me in. I instantly boroughed my tongue into Jesse. Part of my brain was still aware enough to register the bitter taste, yet it still tasted as sweet as anything I’d ever tasted, and felt a hell of a lot more slack than I remembered it from previous times I’d rimmed him. Jesse let out a moan, and collapsed into the sofa again. His hands reached back and pulled apart his cheeks, giving me better access. “Man, Jesse.” Raff said. “Your boy here really knows how to fall in line, doesn’t he?” Jesse moaned his agreement. “A good little bitch like this deserves a reward.” I felt movement at my ass. Raff took hold of the plug, and I let it ease slowly out of me. I really, really didn’t want it to go, but I also really wanted Raff’s ‘reward’. The plug popped out, and the feeling of not having anything in there was horrible. Instantly, I imagined how Jesse must feel not having Raff inside him, and tried to force my tongue even deeper inside. I could taste something salty, and realized some of Raff’s cum was trickling down. Just like Raff ordered, I didn’t allow any of it to escape me. I’d swallowed plenty of loads before, but eating it out of Jesse’s perfect ass made the taste so much more incredible. I moaned into Jesse’s ass, which made him laugh. There was a sharp pain at my hole. Raff was inserting another one of those ‘T’ crystals in me. This one wasn’t anywhere near as painful as the last. “Is this one smaller?” I asked, disappointed. Before he answered, Raff put his spare hand on the back of my head and shoved my face back into Jesse. “Nah man, this one is a little bigger. You’re just not as tense now. Don’t worry boys, we’ve got a long way to go before we stop going up.” The crystal was pushed as far in as Raff’s fingers could reach, so he replaced them with the plug, which he’d relubed. “There.” He said, and slapped my asscheek. Tingles shot from his hand into my skin and through my body. “Now you two keep each other company for a little bit while I take care of some things.” I was vaguely conscious of what Raff was doing behind us. He definitely went to the mirror first and had some more of his drug cocktail, but after that, I was too distracted to follow him as he moved around the flat. He and Jesse were talking about… Something, and whenever I heard my name in a way that sounded like a question, I made a noise of agreement, but I wasn’t paying attention at all. I was completely lost to everything that wasn’t the cum coming out of Jesse’s ass, or the drugs pumping into mine. I never wanted to move from that spot, or do anything else. I could have happily spent the rest of eternity with my face buried inside Jesse. Eternity would have to wait, though. Raff’s hands on my shoulders pulled me back into the room. “Damn, kid, surely you’ve got it all by now?!” He asked. I looked up at him, and became aware of my position. I was knelt down at Raff’s feet, looking up at his ripped body. My face was about level with his cock - which even in its current semi-hard state, looked bigger than anything I’d ever taken - so naturally I buried my face in that, instead. I started licking and sucking at his balls, hoping they might produce a load for me. Raff laughed, and I felt Jesse appear next to me, mimicking my actions. “God fucking damn. I was worrying about whether Jesse would survive this, now I don’t think I will. I’m going to need back up. Let’s see what we’ve got...” Raff sat down on the sofa and gestured for us to join him. Jesse stayed on the floor between his legs, still working at his cock, but Raff got me to stand, then took me by the hips and pulled me so I was straddling his lap, facing him. I could feel Jesse’s hair tickling my lower back as he played. “Right then, you…” One hand was holding his phone, looking through messages, but the other was on the back of my neck, holding me firmly in place. “You’ve never been bred before, right?” I laughed, and started to tell him I’d been fucked plenty of times, but he cut me off. “I didn’t ask if you’ve ever been fucked by some dumb little twink wearing a rubber! I asked if you’ve been bred before. Have you been taken by a real man, like I just took this bitch, and received his gift the way Jesse just received mine?” I bit my lip, and shook my head. Visions of the scene I’d just recorded flashed in my mind, except my brain seamlessly replaced Jesse’s body with my own. “Will you breed me?” I whimpered. “I want your gift.” I kissed at his neck as I spoke. “Please…” I heard a rumbling laughter come from Raff’s throat. “I know you do, kid. But there’s a problem…” He indicated downwards, and I realized that I’d been grinding myself into his abs. I’d been doing it so hard I didn’t understand how I hadn’t noticed it. “See, your greedy housemate just took my load, and it ain’t fair on you if I can’t give you every last drop for your very first time.” I whimpered again. I was honestly more interested in having him fuck me as hard as he’d fucked Jesse, than I was about how much he came in me. “Hey, don’t cry. Look here.” I looked at his phone as he scrolled through messages. They were all replies to a video he’d uploaded into a private group chat entitled ‘Sharers’ - Holy shit, it was the one I’d just recorded. I must have been rimming Jesse a lot longer than I’d realized, for him to have uploaded it, have other people watch it, and then receive comments. All the messages were reacting to ‘how fucking hot’ it was. Some said dull things like ‘wish I were there’ or ‘wish I were you’, calling Raff lucky. Others expressed desire to be my ‘converter’. One message caught my eye. ‘I’ll tear that little cunt apart. Where you at?’ “That one?” Raff replied when I pointed it out. He looked at the sender, then bellowed with laughter, so much so that his body shook. Being right on top of him meant I felt the vibrations go through me, as well. “I’ve shared with him before, but you sure you don’t want to set the bar a little lower? He ain’t kidding when he says he’ll tear you apart.” Raff showed me a photo, and I practically drooled. On any other day, it probably would have disgusted me, but right now, I wanted it. It was a dick pic, that must have been sent by a complete maniac. It was huge. It had a chunky piercing in the head. And there was a black tattoo on the shaft - it looked like it linked in with some pattern going all over the guys body, but I couldn't see much else. It looked dangerous. Raff must have seen the hunger in my eyes, because he didn’t wait for any further confirmation. He opened up a private chat with this person, and sent his location, along with the message “How quickly can you get here?” ~~~ The answer was ‘pretty damn quick’, but we still had time for a bit more messing around, just the three of us. More lines were snorted, more body parts licked and sucked at, and Raff shoved another crystal inside me. “Just an extra little one.” He explained. “You’re going to need all the help you can get with Dev.” Dev was the name of the tattooed man on his way round. “Fuck, boys. I’ve seen and done more conversions than I can count, but I ain’t ever going to forget tonight. You two dumb fucks won’t either.” I was so damn excited. Raff was constantly on his phone texting people, but every couple of minutes, I asked to see the photo again. Eventually, he went over to Jesse’s computer and loaded up a new video. It was a mess of a video, obviously filmed on a phone's camera by someone who could barely hold still. But I instantly saw Dev’s dick, and that was all I cared about. The recording never went higher than his belly button, but I could see that the black ink pattern on him must have gone all over his body. On his stomach, Dev had a symbol tattooed, that I recognised as a ‘danger’ symbol that I sometimes saw on bleach or in sci fi films. There was no piercing in his dick in this video, though. “Yeah, that’s pretty new. Dev’s become a lot more fucked up since he came off his meds.” Raff explained, when I pointed it out. In the video, Dev was fucking someone, and he was fucking them hard. Whoever it was, they were dark skinned and, from what little of them I could see, pretty young. They also weren’t moving very much, or making noise. There was definitely audio - Dev grunted as he pounded, and the cameraman didn’t know how to shut up, constantly saying ‘fuck yeah’ and ‘breed that stupid cunt’, and so on. I asked Raff if the guy was okay, which just made him laugh. “Yeah, he’s having the time of his fucking life. I’ve met him a few times and trust me, he’d have been pissed off if Dev had stopped. He’s just in a K hole there.” I didn’t know what a K hole was, but it was just one more odd term I let wash over me. The video ended as abruptly as it started. I didn’t see anything more of Dev, just a few sweet minutes of watching someone get wrecked the way I was about to get wrecked, and I knew that I wanted it bad. Jesse spoke up when the screen went to black. “How many people like this do you know, Raff?” He asked. “Tons.” Raff waved his phone in his hand. “And pretty much every single one of them wants to welcome you two to the group.” We both shot up at that. “Maybe once Dev has broken Toby in, we could make something happen?” He winked, and didn’t even wait for our excited agreement before he started making calls. He got up from the sofa, heading out of the room towards Jesse’s bedroom as he began talking to people. Jesse and I looked at each other, grinning like two kids at Christmas. He climbed on top of me and we began making out, grinding our useless dicks against each other. ‘Drone dick’ was such a weird sensation, since everything that touched my dick still felt the way it should, but it just didn’t seem to cause the reaction it was supposed to. By this point, I was well beyond caring, though. I put my hands on Jesse’s ass cheeks and squeezed them tight. “This is fucking incredible…” I told him when our mouths finally broke apart. “Fuck yeah…” He whispered into my ear, before kissing and sucking at my neck for a few minutes. I could hear Raff talking and occasionally laughing from the other room, but he wasn’t loud enough to make out what was being said. After a few minutes of gentle kissing, stroking and grinding, Jesse spoke again. His tone had changed a little. “Toby, you get what’s about to happen to you, right?” “I’m about to be split in half by some crazy guy with a massive dick?” I asked. “No.” Jesse grinned. “Well yeah, that too, but I mean… You know what Raff means when he says he’s converted me, right?” I thought it just meant that Raff had made Jesse his slut. ‘Converted’ him into a whore, or something like that. Jesse’s tone made it clear that I’d missed something, though, so I shook my head. “He’s poz.” Jesse said, and when he realized that I didn’t recognize the word. “HIV positive. When he says he’s given me his gift, he means he’s made me like him. And Dev is going to do the same to you.” My heart pounded in my chest. It had been doing that all evening, but now I was suddenly much more aware of it. I tried to speak, but Jesse cut me off. “Don’t freak out!” He said, and began kissing me all over, on the lips, the face, the neck, wherever he could reach. “You don’t get how great this is. I know it’s scary right now, but in a little bit, it’ll all be over, and we’ll both be free. No more fucking around with condoms and stupid rules. We can fuck like real men, like Raff and Dev.” Jesse looked me in the eye. “And we’ll be brothers, just like what Raff said, right?” I can’t remember if I thought of Reese then, but it was pretty damn clear that Jesse wasn’t. However, there was something about him that absorbed me. There was fire in his eyes, and he had never looked sexier. Besides, it was already too late, right? Raff was poz, and he’d fucked Jesse, and I’d eaten the cum right out of Jesse’s ass. Was I already poz too? There was a knock at the door. The photo of Dev: https://imgur.com/a/saeqBjB

005 - Brothers I was swimming. I was flying. I was floating. I was fucked. And I wanted - more than anything I’d ever wanted before - to be fucked. My hole was throbbing around the plug that suddenly felt like a spear being rammed right through me. My cock tingled, still limp and increasingly undesired. My whole body pulsed with sensation, only some of it real, and being caused by Raff and Jesse. The rest was from memories that danced in my mind like some sort of pornographic clipshow. The first time I’d sucked dick. The first time I’d buried my face between Jesse’s asscheeks. The first time Reese had fucked me. And all the events of this evening so far. They all suddenly felt so intense, and real, like I could step backwards through time using just my memory. “... Oby… Toby… Toby? Open your eyes, babe.” It was Jesse’s voice, and suddenly my eyes shot open. He was in front of me, holding my face in both hands, smiling. “There you are.” He kissed me, then looked behind me at Raff. “He’s back.” “Good boy.” I felt Raffs hand on my head, ruffling my hair like I was a child. I turned to see that he was currently fiddling with Jesse’s laptop, logging into some porn site I’d never seen before. “Wh… What happened?” I asked, suddenly very aware of myself. I was exactly where I had been, knelt down in front of the sofa, but it felt like I had been there for hours. Movement was difficult at first. “How long was I…?” “Just a few minutes.” Jesse answered. “You spaced out, big time.” “I introduced you to Tina.” Raff explained. “She’s fun, isn’t she? Don’t worry, you’ll be seeing more of her real soon. How are you feeling? Good?” I nodded. “You like how that plug feels?” I nodded again, more enthusiastically. “Good. Pick one.” He told me, pointing at the screen. On it, there were a bunch of different porn titles listed. ‘GHB Sex Pigs’, ‘3 hour sex party’, ‘Brutal Rape’, ‘Meth mansluts’, ‘Greedy fucktard’, ‘Toxic seed’. I didn’t know what a lot of the titles meant, but my blurry vision zoomed in on one title in particular. “‘Cheap Manwhore’?” The answer made Raff laugh. “Good choice. One of my favourites.” The video that started playing was another hotel group, though this one didn’t have a lucky twink taking it in every hole. Just a bunch of incredibly sexy, sweaty, sleazy looking men sucking, wanking, and fucking each other. Raff turned away from the TV to face us. “Right then, now that you’re all sorted out, I’ve got another job for you. Look at your boy.” I turned to see Jesse - he was sat on the sofa, with his ass hanging over the edge, currently playing with the double ender in his hole. I turned back to Raff, who walked closer to me, placing a hand on the side of my head. My face was so close to his crotch, I could smell his body. “You did a real good job of getting him all loosened up for me. Thanks to you, he might actually survive this. But there’s a problem. See, I didn’t bring any lube with me.” That there was a bottle of our lube right next to his foot was clearly not relevant here. “In two minutes, I’m going to be fucking Jesse harder than he’s ever been fucked before, and all the lube he’s going to get is currently in your mouth.” With that, Raff put his free hand on the rim of his sweatpants and pushed down. No underwear prevented the huge black monster of a cock from flopping out, so hard that it nearly hit me. My mouth watered at the sight of it. I heard a whimper from Jesse, behind me. “So let’s see how much you really care about him.” I was pretty good at sucking dick, but before I’d even got my mouth around the dripping head of Raff’s dick, I knew I was in trouble. Reese’s dick was the closest I’d been to this, and I’d guess that Raff was at least three inches bigger, not to mention a lot thicker. There was a metal ring wrapped tightly around the base, which only served to make it look bigger still, and caused the veins to bulge. His balls swung below, looking ready to burst. Raff let me clean the head of precum before he took hold of my head, gripping my hair tight, forcing me to remain still as he began pushing his dick into my mouth. Raff was in complete control of me. If he pushed in too far and I couldn’t take it, he’d back off a little, but not much, and not for long, before he began pushing back in. I’m not sure what would have happened if I tried to force him off, but fortunately, it never came up. I struggled to breathe, but just about managed it, and Raff clearly didn’t mind the unattractive snorts I was making as I worked out how to keep myself going. Breathing only through my nose meant I couldn’t escape the incredible musky scent of his body. That smell was almost as good a high as the ‘T’ pulsing in my ass. Reading my mind, I felt Jesse move behind me. He was kneeling down, and I felt his hands on me. One went to the buttplug, gripping it by the base, twisting at it, pushing and pulling it just enough to make it move within me. The other hand, to my great surprise, came round to my front and took hold of my cock, which was now rock hard again. I hadn’t even noticed it till he touched it, but now I realized that it had been like that for a few minutes, and my legs were splashed with precum where it had been bouncing around. Jesse kissed at my shoulders and neck, and it felt like my body was filling with lightning from all the different stimulations. I couldn’t decide which part of me felt the most intense, and the longer it went on, the more difficult it was to even distinguish between them. “Fuck! Look at you two.” I heard Raff talk above me. “Last time I had two twinks like this, they just fought each other, wanting me all to themselves. But you two ain’t like that, are you?” Raff’s grip weakened, and he let his dick slide out of my mouth. One hand stayed on my head, while the other moved to Jesse’s. He looked down at us, and we both stared up at him. Jesse continued playing with my dick and the plug. “Two fucked up brothers taking this trip together, right?” Raff pushed both our heads towards his dick, and we began playing with it, licking and sucking at it and each other. I let Jesse take the lead, since I’d already had plenty of alone time with it. “Fucking beautiful! I just wish I could fuck you both at the same time, too.” With that, we both knew it was time. We moved away from his dick, and Jesse let go of me. He got to his feet, then helped me to mine. I suddenly realized how bad I was shaking. I hadn’t stood up in a while and my legs felt weak. Jesse held me up. “You okay?” He asked. I nodded, and he kissed me, his hand wrapping around my dick again, pumping it a few times before letting go. I was already getting soft again. Raff was racking up another four lines, and laughed when he saw me playing with myself, trying to get it up again. “Don’t sweat it, kid. You’re not going to be needing it tonight anyway. That you need a real mans cock inside you in order to get it up just shows you that you’re exactly where you should be.” With that, Raff bent down, taking two lines at lightning speed. Just like last time, he passed the straw to Jesse, who did his, then passed it to me. Walking felt weird, but I knew for damn sure that if I had to sit by and watch Jesse get wrecked, I wanted to be flying as high as I could go for it. Turned out that I’d be watching it very closely. “One last job for you.” Raff said to me after I had my line and turned around. Jesse was kneeling on the sofa, ass pointed out towards us, while Raff was holding his phone out for me. I took it. It was unlocked and in camera mode. “I wanna be able to remember this no matter how fucked up we get tonight. You make sure you get everything, got it?” He made a gesture with his hand, pointing to his face. I told him I’d get every second, as long as he sent me the video as well. He laughed, and told me that he would. Jesse didn’t seem to have any issue with it either. Before Raff walked away, he wrapped his arm around me and grabbed my plug. “Once I’m done here, how about I load you up again and let you have another little chat with Tina?” I nodded like a crazed bobblehead toy. He smirked and pulled me in, forcing his tongue into my mouth. It was nothing in comparison to his cock, but even his tongue felt huge inside me. I responded as best as I could, but when Raff did something, it was very difficult to do anything other than take it. We broke apart, and Raff turned towards Jesse, without another word. I began recording. ~~~ “You ready for this, Jesse?” Raff asked, positioning himself behind Jesse’s ass. Jesse’s answer was a wordless moan and a thrust of his ass in the direction of Raff’s cock. Raff took him by the hips - his hands were so large that they practically dwarfed Jesse’s hips and ass. He rubbed the tip of his dick up against Jesse’s hole, coating it in his precum and my spit. “God fucking damn, you don’t know just how long I’ve been waiting to do this.” On the word ‘this’, Raff began pushing the tip of his dick into Jesse’s hole. “So I’m going to take my time.” I licked my lips as I watched that huge black cock pushing open Jesse. My ass tingled around the plug and I tried to imagine what it felt like. I made sure to get every inch of it recorded, too. Jesse was whimpering and moaning ‘Oh fuck! Oh fuck!’ in no time, but just like with me earlier, at no point did anything like the word ‘stop’ come out of his mouth. The entire bulging head of Raff’s cock was now inside Jesse, and my mouth watered as I remembered how it had tasted. “Holy fucking shit…” Raff said in a low, husky voice. “How can a kid as fucking slutty as you still feel this tight?” I focused the camera on Raff’s face. His eyes were closed and his mouth in a wide grin. He bucked his hips slightly, pulling the tip of his dick almost all the way out of Jesse, then pushing back in a couple of times, before he continued moving forwards. It was incredible, watching inch after inch of that monster sink into my housemates ass. Memories of my cock being in there earlier came flooding back, and I remembered how it felt sliding into him completely bare, before drone dick ruined it. Completely bare… I realized then that Raff wasn’t wearing protection. I very nearly said something, but then some dark part of my mind told me to shut up. Raff was a real man, I thought, and this was how real men fucked. This was how Jesse wanted to get fucked. It wasn’t my place to try and stop that, I just hoped that I would get the same thing, later. Another inch, and then another sunk into him. I was certain that even with all his toys, nothing had ever penetrated Jesse this deep before. He’d gone quiet now, no longer whimpering or swearing. I moved so that I could see his face, and get it on camera. His eyes were watering, tears streaming down his face, but when he noticed me, he smiled and stuck his tongue out at me. He had never looked so attractive to me as he did right there, and that was saying something. I’d need a supercomputer to calculate all the times I’d jacked off over thoughts of Jesse, and that was before the first time we’d played around. I never imagined anything like this, though. “Ah, fuck yes!” Raff hissed, and I focused the camera back where the action was. Raff was slowly fucking Jesse, and holy fuck; when had Jesse taken more than half of Raff’s cock? More than two thirds, in fact, were being pulled out and stabbed back in, and Jesse was taking it like it was nothing. I realized, perhaps a lot later than I should have, that Raff wasn’t going to stop till he was balls deep inside Jesse, and suddenly I understood what he’d meant when he talked about Jesse ‘surviving’ this. There’s no way I could take something like this. I couldn’t even take Reese to the hilt. I couldn’t tell if Raff was pulling Jesse back, or if Jesse was genuinely still able to push himself even further down onto Raff’s cock. Either way, with a few more flexes and grunts, Raff was there. The whole damn thing buried inside Jesse like it was nothing. Raff didn’t dare pull out till Jesse’s ass had adjusted to him, but he ground his hips against Jesse’s, moving himself within, and swearing at how good it felt. I saw that Jesse was biting down onto a sofa cushion, eyes squeezed shut. Raff’s movements got faster and faster, and he began pulling out more and more of his cock before shoving it back in to the base. Jesse’s entire body was like nothing more than a fleshlight for him right now. I noticed a slapping noise, and moved behind them both. Raff was pounding Jesse hard enough that his balls were starting to slap against Jesse’s ass. But there was a second noise, and it took me a moment to find it. Just like me earlier, Jesse’s cock had got rock hard from the treatment, and was bouncing wildly, slapping up against his abs. Suddenly, Jesse erupted in noise. Swearing and moaning and whimpering, but still, never a word of protest, as Raff started ramming withdrawing his cock entirely from Jesse, then impaling him fully again. After one last shove, Raff wrapped his arms around Jesse, yanking him up from his all fours position into a bear hug. Black arms, hulking with muscles, wrapped around Jesse’s skinny white frame, and Raff fucked deep into Jesse. As I could no longer see between their bodies, I moved back round to the front where I could see their faces. “Fuck yes! Fuck yes! Fuck! Yes!” Raff yelled out, and their movement stopped for a moan. Jesse let out a long, howling moan, and I realized that his ass must be getting pumped full of Raff’s cum. The expression on his face was like nothing I’d ever seen before - an incredible mix of complete agony and pure bliss. Raff began moving again, still fucking Jesse, fucking his load deep into Jesse’s ass. I wanted so badly to know what it felt like. I needed it. While still fucking Jesse, Raff looked into the camera and started talking. “That’s one more fucked up twink converted by me…” He reached forwards with one hand, took the phone from me and flipped it round so that I was now being recorded. “But I still got one more here, waiting to be charged up. Who wants him?” I gulped.

This erotic fiction is a continuation of my story, The Broken Jock, that started in the "General Bareback Sex Stories" section that now, at Part 3, seems to belong in this section instead—for reasons you will soon discover. Check out Parts 1 and 2 to see how far this young, gay, safe-sex only, softball player has fallen. Enjoy. The Broken Jock by @ButtB4iGo, Part 3 The next Friday afternoon, Hank texted me. Hank: Hey boy, I have plans for that hot little hole of yours tonight. Be at room 228 at the Folsom Motel at 11. It had been almost a week since Hank fucked me last and I was feeling really horny. I had made plans to meet friends at a Castro bar at 8, but I figured I could excuse myself around 10:30 and head to the motel to get another one of Hank's anonymous fucks. I still don't know what he looks like. Me: OK, sir. -- When I got to the motel room door, the hall lights were dimmed by so many fluorescent tubes being out with one or two flickering. I’m in a horror film, I thought to myself with a grin. But since the typical motel had its hallways outside under the lights of the surrounding city, it actually wasn’t as dark or menacing as all that. I knocked on door number 228. “Who’s there?” I heard Hank say. “It’s me. Adam.” I heard lamps being turned off and then the door opened. “Get on the bed face down, boy. Push down your pants, too.” I felt my way to the bed and laid down on my chest while opening the fly to my jeans. Hank closed the door, came up behind me and helped push my pants down. “Nice white jock, boy. You know what gets my dick hard.” He then pushed his soft leather cod piece against my bare ass. “Let’s get this blind fold on you.” My cock was rock hard in anticipation for Hank to plow my hole again. Did he bring more anonymous used condoms like last time? Hank got on top of me and licked the left side of my face in one long upward lick. “Your going to get some more of ol’ Hank’s cock tonight. Plus, I’ve invited a few friends over from that hook up site, BareBackFuckers.” “Yes!” I didn’t use my inside voice. Hank explained more, whispering in my ear. “I found your profile on that safe-sex only site you are still on, and I took a screen shot of it. Then I went to BareBackFuckers and shared that screen shot with some select tops that I want to see get inside you.” Hank shoved his hand under me to feel my dick. He easily felt the precum I was leaking into my jock pouch. “Fuck, boy! Already leaking. I knew you needed some more raw cock in you.” He continued rubbing my cock head through the cloth as he went on. “I told these select men that safe-only ShortStop91 is now taking all loads. There are two men coming here tonight to fuck and load up your hole while you suck my cock. These guys will only have one mission: to breed that nice newbie hole of yours. Then you’ll get fucked by me. Understand?” I nodded. “Yes, sir.” Hank seemed especially intense tonight, but I wanted it, and Hank knew just how to use me. Hank got up and unsnapped the leather cod piece. He walked around to the other side of the bed and I felt the mattress take on his weight in front of my blindfolded face. His cock was rock hard as he rubbed it on my face and in my hair. His P.A. was cool on my lips when he told me to open up. He pushed his cock in forcibly to the back of my throat and he held the back of my head as I squirmed and gagged on the P.A. “Fuck yeah, jock boy. Take my cock in your throat. I know you can take Phil’s cock in there.” I relaxed my throat to help Hank invade, and I breathed through my nose the way Phil always commanded. Hank said he wanted to skull fuck me before the other men got there. I did pretty well, I think. I tried to forget about the scary P.A. in my throat and just focus on Hank’s cock head. About every minute or so, Hank would push all the way in and keep it there while I gagged. As he pulled out I got some air again, recovered, and opened my mouth to let Hank to do it again. “Good boy, Adam. Let me have that mouth and throat!” A knock on the door. “Who’s there?” Hank yelled. “Ahhhh… I think we’re both from the site,” came from a man’s voice from outside the door. “I’m Coach4Jox and this other fella is…” “Pops9in!” the other man’s voice finished. They must have arrived at the same time. "Come on in, guys." The door opened and I heard the men enter. "Turn on that one lamp, too. I’ve got him blindfolded.” I heard the click of the lamp and shortly thereafter felt a hand feel up my naked ass and another hand in my hair. “Shit! It really is you!” said the man near my face. “I’ve been checking you out on the safe-sex hook up site for two years. Your ass looks so good in that softball uniform pic! I’ve messaged you, too. But I figured you didn't answer because I’m a lot older. I see you at the bars sometimes, too. I have fantasized many times about fucking your gorgeous butt, and I have schemed in my head about how I’d pull the damned condom off without you knowing. I can’t believe I get to finally put my cock in that butt of yours—although I have to admit, a good stealth breeding of your jock ass would have been truly amazing.” As the guy near my head was talking, the other guy was already trying to push his cock into my hole. He was about a quarter way in dry. As Pops9In was taking my hole I realized that I recognize the other guy’s handle from the safe-sex site. Coach4Jox was a white-haired man, mid-60s, who was constantly trying to set-up a fuck date with me with messages like: “I have condoms. I would love to shove my daddy cock into that very nice jock butt of yours.” But, I have had lots of men trying to get in my pants who were hotter than Coach4Jox, so I just never really gave him much thought. Hank pushed his cock back into my mouth and announced to the other men that ShortStop91 is going bareback today and that they should "fuck me up.” “As my handle indicates, I’ve got 9 inches of raw cock I’m going to shove up his 'safe-only' butt.” He kept pushing into me. "Fuck, this hole is tight!” "There’s lube next to you on the bed,” Hank offered. “I brought the oil-based stuff this safe-boy has always avoided.” Hank was playing like I was being offered up for barebacking for the first time to these men. Close enough for me. In my head, I was still in the process of being fully used and violated by my Hank. A man who started fucking me into bareback whoredom only two fuck sessions ago. I thought to myself, Pops9in and Coach4Jox will be men #11 and #12 to shoot their loads inside my hole. “Ahhhhh!” I gasped. With a lubed cock, Pops9in entered my hole. “Nice! We have penetration!” Hank said. The man’s large cock filled my rectum as I gripped Hank’s leather-clad thighs. Hank pulled his cock out of my mouth and put an opened poppers bottle under my nose. “Take a good hit, boy.” I took about six hits as the cock inside me pushed in some more. I felt the inner tingle and static from the poppers. “Mmmmm,” I moaned as Hank pushed his P.A. and cock head back into my throat. “He’s lit,” Hank said. “Go ahead and try to fuck him now.” “He’s really tight,” the man said. “Take my cock, son. And no fucking rubbers, safe boy. This is raw cock inside you. This is what taking a man’s cock is supposed to feel like. Damn, I’m all the way in.” The man, Pops9in, bucked so that his cock head nudged the deepest part of my hole. “Oh, yeah. Fuckin’ sweet hole here. Can’t fuckin’ believe my luck today when you messaged me.” He then started fucking in long strokes. Grunting and telling me to take it. Telling me that I loved raw dick now. “And my cock is not pulling out until every one of my fucking sperm is inside your young" —thrust— “jock” —thrust— "butt.” “Do it!” Hank’s cock got extremely hard in my mouth as he watched the man fucking my ass. “Let me see you shove that poz cock up that jock ass. Fuck that neg jock ass.” Was that just hot talk? Did I hear Hank say “poz”, “neg”? It began to sink in how Hank might be violating me tonight. All the years of getting fucked with condoms to avoid HIV infection, and was it true? Was I getting fucked bareback by an HIV positive top? Was it just fantasy talk? Hank held the poppers under my nose again, and I surrendered. “Yeah boy, take another hit. Poz9Inch wants to load up your hole tonight. Take his poz cock and let him load you up.” I realized then I had originally misheard the handle on the man whose huge cock was now pistoning in and out of my hole, a poz cock without a condom. The poppers had taken over my head, so I gave in. Hank put his hard cock back in my mouth and told me to suck on the head. A wave of poppers-induced electricity went right to my groin and asshole. I found myself using my mouth and my ass muscles to milk the two cocks that were inside me. I was going to knowingly have a raw anonymous poz cock unload inside my ass for the first time. Once Poz9In heard his HIV status revealed to me, he started fucking rougher, grunting as he landed his cock head deep in my hole. “Fuckin charge that hole, man,” I heard the Coack4Jox say. “Breed that safe-only ass!” “My pre-cum has been lubing him up for the last 15 minutes, so this neg jock is getting it already. Might as well load ‘em up.” I heard the men wickedly cheer as Poz9in was building up to unload inside me. “Do it, man,” said Hank. “Unload in his hole, he’ll take it. Won’t you, boy.” I nodded. “Fuck yeah, kid. Here is comes.” Poz9in made guttural grunts as his cock shot his warm toxic cum into my rectum. “Yes! There is it boy. All my sperm having a party inside your hole right now. Ah! Ah! Fuck! Yeah! Let me fuck that in.” Poz9In fucked me hard for about a minute. His cum was so battered in my hole that I could feel some of it leaking down my nut sack and into my jock. “Fuck!” I cried. “Fuck!!!” “That’s it, boy,” Hank coached into my left ear. “Take the man's poz load, Adam. I knew you’d be a good submissive boy for me tonight.” Poz9in pulled out of my ass and I felt the cool air of the room on my exposed jock-strapped ass. My legs had been kicked wide apart by him as he bred me, maniacally trying to shove his cock as far in as he could. I felt completely open as the white-haired old man got in place between my legs. Coach4Jox entered me quickly and began hammering his good sized meat into my cum-slicked hole. He fucked in and out of me as he talked. “Fuck yeah! For so long, I’ve fantasized about doing this to you, Adam. Maybe you haven’t noticed, but I’ve stalked you at your softball games and watched you get drunk at the bars, hoping you’d get wasted enough to need someone to walk you home. I’d imagine promising you that I’d wear a condom if you’d let me fuck you. Thinking about how I could use a condom and wait until you’re passed out drunk on your bed to rip the condom off and slide back in, stealth pozzing you when I unload shot after shot of my toxic cum inside that young jock butt of yours.” Coach4Jox kept fucking my hole and promising me another poz load as Hank, listening to the man’s perverted confession, climaxed. “Damn! I’m cumming in your mouth, boy! Open up that throat.” I let Hank’s cock head into my throat again and immediately felt the warmth of his sperm in my throat as I swallowed. I took Hank’s load like he was a familiar lover. He kept his dick in my mouth as he watched and listened to the old man fuck me. Hank pushed my head to the bed hard. “Now’s your chance, Coach. You’ve got him passed out on the bed now. Fucking stealth that young jock ass. Fucking breed that neg hole with your poz cock." “Fuck! Here it comes, you fucking neg shortstop tease," Coach4Jox said. “Take my load up your sweet butt for good.” Coach4Jox unloaded a hot torrent of poz cum into my hole. The men celebrated my violation with profanity and slaps on my ass. The old man pulled out of my ass and told the other men to look at my hole. “Fuck! This is what two poz loads up a hot young bubble butt looks like. Poz9in added, "Fucking hot jock boy, getting knocked up by anonymous men like that.” He slapped my ass. After the rustling sounds of men getting dressed, Hank said, “Thank you, gentlemen, for helping me out tonight. This was a safe-only boy who submitted fully to me only recently. As far as I know you two are his first poz loads. I am hoping to get him introduced and used at the bathhouse soon, and I think tonight should ease that transition.” I could hear, “sure thing, man” and “anytime” from the outside corridor. With the door open, I could feel the cold San Francisco air on my wet asshole. I heard Hank put keys on the night table by the bed. “Check out’s at noon. You can stay until then, if you want. You were great tonight, boy. Let’s consider meeting up again mid-week. I’ll text you.” My violation would continue. “Yes, sir.” “That’s what I like to hear. Keep that blindfold on for five minutes!” I heard the door close and listened as Hank’s footsteps faded. I fell asleep in that position: facedown, bare assed, legs spread. My asshole felt wet, open, used and empty. I slept soundly, dreaming only of sex. I wanted more. Edited July 31 by drscorpio Put a link to the first 2 parts in 37

Hey guys, this is my first porn story, so I hope you like it. There's plenty more chem-fueled pigginess in later chapters if you guys are into it. It was the summer after I’d graduated from high school in Dallas, Texas in the early 2000s. I’d come out a couple of years earlier, lost my virginity, and became a bit of a rebel. The thing was, no matter how hard I tried, what crazy color I died my hair, how baggy my jeans were, or how much I sneered and skulked around, I always looked like a sweet, innocent little boy. I looked maybe 15, max, but even that was pushing it. My skin was lily white and covered in freckles. I had curly strawberry blonde hair that grew out to be a big bush on the top of my head, small mouth, and big expressive blue eyes. I stood about 5’9 with a bit of a belly and the remnants of man boobs from growing up as a fat kid. When it came to guys, I had very little confidence at all. But I was horny all the time. All. The. Time. And from reading stories about older guys seducing younger guys on nifty.org, I’d learned that putting things in my ass was a hell of a good time. I’d put any kind of household object up there, tooth brushes, a wooden flute, even a small shampoo bottle once. I’d read all these stories about kinky sex that I wanted to try, but was too scared to look for or really even understand. But I did manage to meet up with a few older dudes for fun, but they didn’t turn out as hot as my fantasies were. So a week after my 18th birthday, there was a death in the family. I wasn’t particularly close to this great aunt, but my family all wanted to go pay their respects. My grandmother decided to leave me behind to run her business where she was the only employee while she was gone, and that suited me just fine. They packed up the car, and I promised to take care of her office, flashing my boyish smile. All was good. On the second or third day of me manning the place, one of her long-time customers came in. His name was James. He was about 6’1 with a lanky frame and salt and pepper hair in his late 30s or so. He wasn’t the most handsome guy, but he’d always been extra nice. I basically grew up in that office, so I’d known him for at least 10 years at that point. And every time I saw him he’d make sure to give me a big hug and would tell me jokes in the squeaky, over-animated kind of voice he had, like an extra from Mr. Rogers or something, but he always made me laugh. That day, I guess he’d been out riding his bike, because he was covered in blue lycra with a nice sized bulge in the crotch that I tried really hard not to look at for too long. I’d never noticed that James had so much going on between his legs before. “Hey, kiddo, how you doing? Where’s your grandma?” “Hiya, Mr. James!” I exclaimed. I called nearly everyone Mr. So-and-so in those days. I told him where she’d gone, but that I’d be happy to help him any way I could. He got this dark, mischievous grin for a second and said, “Oh, gosh, that’s right, isn’t it. I guess I must have forgotten! I’m so silly sometimes.” “You are silly without a doubt, Mr. James.” His voice was like a cartoon character. It was fun to have banter like we did when I was a kid, but I was clearly a grown man at this point. Mr. James seemed to have other ideas. I bristled a bit, but I was determined to prove that I was all grown up now. He demanded a hug, like always, so I got up from behind the desk and gave him one. I tried to be firm and manly to show him just how mature I was at that point, but when he wrapped his arms around me I felt this jolt go through me I’d never felt before. His grip was so soft and comforting. I felt so safe and secure there in his arms. The smell of his sweat and the lycra made my head spin. My breath was a little heavier than I would have liked, but he didn’t seem to want to let go. The hug went on a little longer than it probably should have, but then we settled back into our chairs and struck up a conversation. He was sitting right across from me with his legs spread in typical man stance. I could see the clear outline of his bulge in those blue lycra shorts, and it was making me hot as hell. The conversation was boring small talk, but he kept opening and closing his legs. And every time he did I couldn’t help but look down to watch his bulge shift and flex, and could almost see the outline of his cockhead resting just to the left of his balls. He pretended not to notice and kept the conversation going. But I just couldn’t stop looking at his package, and his dick, it just seemed to keep growing. I started to get a bit nervous, but it didn’t stop me from looking. I found myself just staring openly at the lump moving down his thigh, and the conversation trailed off. I looked up at him all sheepish for a second at having gotten caught, but he just chuckled his goofy little laugh and smiled encouragingly at me. But I was too dumbfounded to move. He looked down at his crotch and back up at me with a look of fake surprise, like he’d pulled a quarter from behind my ear and just discovered it. “Hey, hey! Look at that!” he said. Slowly he reached down, grabbed his cock, and waggled it at me with a playful little smirk. I was frozen in place, mesmerized. “So how long have you been into guys,” he asked the question so casually, but my heat leapt into my throat. “Um…a few years now,” I stammered. “A few years, huh? Well it sounds like you got started early.” “Yeah,” I said, laughing a little. “Have you been with a boy yet?” “Um…well, I lost my virginity at 15. He was 48, though, so not really a boy. And I wouldn’t say I’ve had good sex yet.” “Oh I see. That’s my precocious boy. Exploring what he wants before anyone expected. Have you ever been to a bathhouse?” “No,” I muttered, “I just turned 18 last week.” “Aw,” he said, with a little bit of disappointment, but he gave me this wolfish smile. I couldn’t believe I was being so honest with him. Something about him just made me feel like I could trust him. “Hey, kiddo, have I told you how handsome you’ve gotten?” I just blushed, not sure of what to say. “I mean you’ve always been a very cute little boy, but now you’re beautiful. Has anyone ever told you that?” They hadn’t, and it showed. I couldn’t help but beam at him, and his cock twitched. I flicked my gaze down and saw that his bulge had grown even larger. A wet spot had formed at the tip. My small mouth opened in surprise. James watched me and his goofy smile disappeared. He got serious and quiet. Suddenly he wasn’t the same old silly Mr. James I’d known all these years. There was this darkness to him I’ never seen before. Like he’d been planning to get me into a spot just like this all along, and I thought briefly about what I was getting myself into. “Let’s try something fun,” he said quietly. He got up, his cock now obscenely stretched against his hip. I could see every vein and the thick ridge of his cockhead. Methodically he strutted around the office, closing all of the blinds, his dick wobbling back and forth under the lycra, and I marveled at his transformation, how masculine he seemed, how in charge. I stumbled up from the desk and followed his lead, shutting the door and locking it. He turned to look at me with this sense of purpose in his eyes, like whatever he was about to do to me was inevitable, and I got scared. He checked himself immediately and the goofy smile came back as he flexed his cock. The wet spot got bigger. He spread his arms and did this funny little duck walk over to me that made his dick bob up and down with every lurching step. I couldn’t help but laugh and was immediately put at ease. He’d spent years perfecting the art of cheering me up. It worked every time. He came in for another big hug, his man-sized frame enfolding mine. I could feel his cock throbbing against my stomach. “Hey, kiddo,” he said as his hands slid down to hold my plump ass through my jeans. “How you doing?” “Good,” I stuttered. I was shaking like a leaf. “Goooooood,” he said in soothing tones and moved my hand onto his throbbing cock. It felt firm and full in my hand and I gave it a few little squeezes. He moaned and brought me in for a kiss, my neck straining back to accommodate his height. I felt his tongue pressing against my teeth, which was new for me. Wanting to show him just how much I’d grown up though, I just went with it. His big wet tongue invaded my mouth and explored every nook and cranny. I gagged a bit when he reached the back of my throat, but he just petted the back of my head and held me in place. Soon I was sucking on his tongue like there was no tomorrow. He pried me away and kissed down my cheek to my neck. I let out a little gasp and my whole body went rigid. It was the most amazing thing I’d felt up to this point in my life. And when he began to gently suck and lick, I couldn’t help but moan. Immediately he pulled back and laughed. Putting one of his big, hairy hands gently over my mouth. “I love your pretty little moans, kiddo, but you’ve gotta keep it quiet right now, understand?” I nodded. “Why don’t we go into the back for a while?” he said. And I hastily grabbed his hand and led him back to the little hallway where we had a tiny kitchen to the left, and the bathroom and a big pile of bird seed sacks to the right. He pushed me up against the sink and kissed ravenously. He unbuckled my jeans and they fell to the ground. My cock was harder than it had ever been in my whole life as he squatted down, took off his classes, and yanked down my briefs. My 6 inches of uncut boymeat bounced into the open and, without missing a beat, Mr. James swallowed up my entire cock in his mouth and started slurping away. If what I felt before was good, this was at least a thousand times better, and I bit my lip to keep from moaning. He reached up with his long, hairy arm and clamped his hand over my mouth while he mercilessly milked my dick for every bit of pleasure it could get. I got real close to cumming, I was right on the edge, but he pulled away as quick as he had started. He stood up and tugged me to him forcefully, spitting on his fingers and going in for another deep kiss. His fingers found my pink little boy hole and began gently circling, teasing, as he fucked my mouth with his tongue. His touch was electric on my hole and I moaned into his mouth, thrusting my hips against him. Firmly but gingerly he teased around the outside of my hole, getting each and every one of those nerve endings tickling. Then he pulled back his hands and his kiss and unzipped a pocket in his riding vest that looked to have a little sandwich baggy inside. He put two fingers deeply into his mouth, coating them thickly with spit and rummaged around in the sandwich baggy, covering them in white powder. “What’s that,” I whispered in a scared voice. “Just some special lube to help get you opened up.” ‘B-but it’s powder,” I stammered. “Don’t worry, it mixes with the spit once it’s in your hole, and then you'll start to feel really good.” And with that he shoved his finger inside me. I tried to cry out, but he planted his lips over mine as he wormed his way deeper inside me, stretching out my ring and making himself known to my tender insides. The finger burned like fire, and I tried to pull away, but he had me where he wanted me. My hole winked around his finger with the struggle and he slipped the other finger in and I gasped. My heart started beating faster in my chest, my hole started to loosen, and my horniness got ramped up more than I thought was possible. After a minute his fingers felt like magic inside me, and I unreservedly thrust my cock between his lycra clad thighs. I became acutely aware of his cock throbbing against my stomach and rubbed myself against him. “Hey kiddo, that’s my boy,” he murmured as he stretched out my hole. “That’s it.” All I could think about was how much I wanted his cock inside me. I needed it. I didn’t really like bottoming that much with actual guys, really, but I had to have his cock, and I had to have it right then. I grabbed his cock and gave it a desperate little tug. He laughed and asked if I was having a good time. “Yes, Mr. James.” I said, unintentionally mimicking the cadence I used when I was little. “Oh, good boy,” he said, his cartoony chuckle coming back. “I like that you still call me that. Now do you know what comes next, son?” “No, sir,” I said, but I really, really hoped. “Oh-ho I think you know,” he said, and twisted his fingers even deeper inside me I moaned and he withdrew his fingers. I felt so empty and scared it might be ending. “Why don’t you go get on that stack of bird seed bags, kiddo, and stick out your cute little but for me.” I giggled, and did what he asked. Once I was on all fours on the bird seed, I stuck out my ass and gave it a little shake, and Mr. James let out a low moan. I heard him spit on his hand and felt him move in behind me. He put up one leg on the birdseed next to me and soon I felt the wet tip of his cock moving up and down my crack. My whole body tensed and I stammered out, “D-d-d-do you have a condom?” “Uh-oh!” he said in a sing songy voice and kept rubbing his cock along the crack of my ass sending vibrations through my entire body. My hole was begging for his cock. “I’m fresh out of rubbers, little buddy. Do you want me to stop?” he said, swirling his hips and making my hole twitch and buck. I didn’t answer. “Because I sure will if you want me to, kiddo. Do you want me to?” Still I didn’t answer. “Huh?” he asked, poking at my hole with the head of his cock. “Huh?” he asked going deeper. “I mean…” I trailed off. He broke through the seal of my hole and sunk in deep. All seven inches of his thick cock were buried in me to the hilt, and I could feel his heartbeat through his cock in my stretched out ring. He smoothed his hands around the small of my back and leaned down to give me a kiss right between the shoulders, and I relaxed and let out a big breath. This was Mr. James, after all. He wouldn’t hurt me. “Mmmm, it seems like you might like that, I don’t know if you want me to stop, do you? Gently he made little circles in my hole with his fat cock, loosening me up. My hole burned, but it also felt better than any cock I’d ever experienced. I let out a little yelp of pleasure. “Hmmm, what was that? Did you want me to stop?” he asked, thrusting his hips in even deeper, giving me short little strokes as he ground around inside me. “Do you? Do you want me to stop?” The thrusts grew longer, and I couldn’t keep quiet anymore. “I want to hear an answer from you, little buddy, do you want me to stop, or do you want me to pound your fucking pussy?” I let out a cry of joy, pushing back on him. Trying to get more of this dick that was bringing me into a whole new world of pleasure. “That’s not good enough, kiddo. I said I wanted a fucking answer,” he said and he maneuvered himself so both his feet were on the bird seed bag, it bulged with our combined weight. He sunk his cock in as deep as it would go and leaned over to whisper in my ears. “Now, I want you to think about this and give me an answer like a good boy, okay? Can you do that for me?”. I nodded. “Now,” he said, grinding his cock in swirls, rubbing his leaking cock head against the walls of my ass. “Do you want me to stop? Or do you want me to pound. That. Pussy!” And with those last three words he would pull all the way out and slam right back in. A sound ripped from my throat. “Yes! Yes, please don’t stop!” “Stop what?” he said, back to the slow grind. “Please don’t stop p-p-p-pounding my—please don’t stop pounding my pussy,” I said, unintentionally slipping back into that little boy cadence. He groaned a deep throated groan and softly petted the back of my head. He leaned in close and licked my ear. “Then get ready.” What came next was an unrelenting assault on my hole. He fucked me deep and he fucked me hard, and he didn’t stop. He wrapped a hand over my mouth and pulled my head back so my whole back arched up, exposing my plump, lily white ass for the taking as he thrust in deep over and over. I freaked a bit and tried to buck him off, but he just held me still until I gave in to the onslaught of his cock. His breathing got faster, and his thrusts got more ragged as my hole squeezed at his thickness. “Unnnnh, little buddy, I’m gonna give you my load.” I struggled when he said this. I’d never taken a load before, and I was terrified. I always used condoms. Always. But he had me in a firm grip. His pounding kept going and going and going and I couldn’t stop the waves of pleasure he was forcing through every cell in my body. He let out a strangled cry, thrust in as far as he could go, and I felt his cock spasm over and over again. Wetness spread deep inside me, and my dick instantly got steel hard again. As he collapsed on top of me, the lycra of his riding fest sticking to my back, cock still lodged inside of me, I started to panic. Just like he always did, though, Mr. James calmed me down and we curled up together on the bags of birdseed, spoon style as he gently thrust in, rubbing his cum into the walls of my hole. With the intensity of the moment, I started to sniffle a bit, but he held me tight. “Hey, hey, kiddo. There’s no need to cry. Was that your first load?” “Yeah…” I said quietly. “Well then that was a big step you just took. I’m proud of you, little buddy. Good work. Did it feel good?” he asked as he spread his man cum around my tender insides. “Yeah…” I muttered. “Well then who gives a hot damn, is what I say. You’ve gotta embrace that inner pig I just saw, and I’d love to show you how. It’s nothing to be ashamed of. Here, why don’t we get cleaned up, kiddo.” With that we got up and got our pants back on. Mr. James pulled me in for a big hug and rubbed my back in big circles. “That was a lot of fun today, but there’s so much more I want to show you. Here’s my number in case you ever want to try going to one of those bathhouses we were talking about.” I took the slip of paper he handed to me, and gave him one more hug for the road. “Thank you, Mr. James. That was a lot of fun.” “Anytime, partner,” he said, as he walked toward the office door. “Hey, have you ever tried ecstasy,” he asked? “No, but I’ve always wanted to,” I replied. He grinned that goofy grin. “Well, then, until next time."

I’ve been gay for as long as I can remember and have let the world know since I was 16. I’m 19 now and bored and a little horny. It was a Wednesday night and I wanted to get laid, all my friends were out of town or busy doing homework or other things. It was mid-September and I had finished up all my homework from my college courses for the day. I began Browsing CL and saw a add in men seeking Men labeled “Subjects Wanted-survey -25 (Podunk)” I clicked on it: Subjects Wanted-survey -25 (Podunk) Grad student looking for test subjects for research of a sexual nature for more info please respond with “Test “ in subject line with stats and pic all will be responded to many will be selected. Sounded interesting but I continued on to find one that read “Rainbow fuck fest – 25 (Podunk)” I clicked on it as well: Rainbow fuck fest – 25 (Podunk) Grad student looking for test subjects for research of a sexual nature for more info please respond with “Test “ in subject line with stats and pic all will be responded to many will be selected. Subjects will be asked to fill out survey and make commitment to scheduled Bi-monthly sessions. Not for the faint of heart or weak willed. I was intrigued so I responded with my current face pic and my stats 19, 165# 6’2” Blonde/green uncut 8” . I thought what the hell. I came upon an ad for a 20 something looking to get his rocks off and responded to him a well. Almost immediately got a response from the kid and he gave me his cell phone number and asked me to text him. We exchanged a couple text and made plans to meet up at a coffee shop not too far from my dorm room. He was hotter in person than his CL pic and I almost immediately got hard. He was about 5’11” maybe 145# and very athletically built. He also had a promising budge in his shorts. We chit chatted for a few got a latte and he was all nervous so I asked him if he had a place to go and he said he did so I said lets go. We walked a few blocks and he lead me down an alley behind one of the campus buildings, we got to the loading dock and he swiped a keycard across the reader and the door popped open. He lead me down the darkened hallway to a small room that overlooked a large teaching auditorium. As the door closed behind us he turned me around and pinned me against the door and we started passionately kissing as we striped away each other’s clothes. His lips and tongue were all over my body as we thrashed around on the small couch that adorned one of the walls facing the class room. He got between my legs and began sucking down my thick uncut cock and licking my balls It felt so right. He lifted my legs to his shoulders and he began rimming my almost virgin hole, I had been fucked a few times but was mostly a top as It was uncomfortable to me to have a guy’s cock invade my private space. His tongue on the other hand felt great as it worked its way into my anal ring and got the hole real sloppy. He got up, laid me back on the couch as he then pulled my legs over the top of me so my hole was looking at the ceiling and his cock slid past my lips his nine inches or so wasn’t real thick but it was a mouthful he continued to rim my hole while feeding me his cock, as he began fingering my hole getting it even more loose. He pulled his cock from my mouth and without letting me down circled around and stepped up on the couch then slid his raging hard cock along my crack and moist puckering hole. He angled his cock down and slipped in the head, I stopped him and asked for a condom, He said he rather do it raw but for this time He would put one on since we didn’t know each other. It didn’t occur to me that he might try to stealth me but he reached in my pants pocket and pulled out one of the condoms I had brought. He said he didn’t bring any because these things for him didn’t usually get this far as most guys who respond just don’t appeal to him or end up Cuming before the fucking began. I figured he probably was stretching the truth and usually barebacked his fuck mates. He seemed caring and genuine so as he slipped the condom on and then into my hole. I hurt at first then just gave me a feeling of being full, He slowly began sliding in and out then picked up his pace slamming his cock deep in my hole . My shoulders began aching and he could see the discomfort in my face so without pulling out he rotated me around on the couch so I was lying flat and he was standing over me as he continued to fuck my hole. It was the first time I could remember really enjoying getting fucked. We continued to fuck and in this new position he was able to lean over and kiss me and play with my nipples, my cock was rock hard even though I had a cock pounding my insides, I normally go flaccid when getting fucked but this guy was really getting my motor running. We were kissing when he tensed up and shoot into the tip of the condom filling the reservoir. He held his cock in me and let it soften before pulling out. We kissed some more and he said he wanted for me to fuck him, I had only brought one condom but he said no problem, carefully pulled off the rubber asked me to pour the contents on his hole and then slid the rubber on my fat shaft. I worked his cum into his hole and the inside of the condom slick with his spunk provided lube for me as well I worked my cock into his cum slick hole and began ridding him doggie style. I started out slow and gentle but quickly became fast and furious fucking him hard and pounding my hot cock into his insides. I was about to blow my wad and there was nothing I could do to stop the flow as the tip of the condom gave way and my head slid out the end and I filled his hole with my pent up man juice and DNA. I apologized for Cuming in his hole and he just said it happens sometimes, he gave me his email address and said we should get together again as he really liked what we did together. I laughed and said I really enjoyed him as well. He lead me out of the building and I returned to my dorm room. When I got back to my dorm room I clicked on my computer and sent him a thank you as well as texting him. I know it was weird but I’m just that polite. I checked my mail and had a message back from the grad researcher: “Thank you for responding to my ad on CL. I am a second year grad student researching sexual behaviors of the adult male in an all-male setting. If you are interested please print the following participant release and sign it as well as printing this e-mail and bring it along with you to the following address on September 30th at between 8:00 and 8:10 please be prompt as this is a scientific survey and experiment 24367 Gallant Way Podunk This sounded like it could be fun so I wrote to my new sex buddy and said he should see if they could use him as well. To be continued- the survey

Drugged and Forced to be a Male Prostitute (Part 1) Kyle was only a senior at suburban Chicago high school. He had just turned 18 and at 5’10” he had a solid, runner’s build. With his good looks he could get any girl (or guy) he wanted, but he hadn’t begun to explore his sexuality, he was a nerd (a very cute nerd, including the glasses) and was more into school and grades. Kyle was fortunate to have a loving mother, but since his father died when he was barley 13. He was without a male influence in his life at the most important stage in his young life, puberty. Even after his father’s death, Kyle was always able to come and go as he pleased. This became easier for Kyle when his mother gave him a car for his 16th birthday. It was common for Kyle to be out all night…that is as long as he let his mom know that he wouldn’t be home. On this particular Friday, Kyle was going to check out one of the major university in the city of Chicago. He drove into the city and parked his car in a lot a few blocks from the campus. He met with an admission counselor and took a tour of the campus. The tour was conducted by a current student at the school. After the tour Kyle was hungry and decided to grab a late lunch. He headed to the student union and grabbed a sandwich and, since he didn’t know anyone at the school, sat at a table by himself. There were student’s coming and going as he relaxed and ate his lunch. Soon a couple of older students, he guessed that they must be seniors, sat down with him. They introduced themselves. “Hey there, I’m Rickey and that’s my roommate Tyler.” As they shook hands Kyle introduced himself, “I’m Kyle.” Tyler commented, “We’ve never seen you here before, where’s a good looking guy like you been hiding?” “I’m not a student here, at least not yet…..I am going to start in the fall.” Rickey then said, “Right on! We’re having a few of our friends over for a party tonight, you should come over. Where are you spending the night?” “Well, I was just going to drive back home after I finished eating. I live in the northwest suburbs of Chicago.” The two college men invited Kyle to come over and spend the night. The way the two were talking to the high school senior he felt like he couldn’t refuse. He had been to his share of high school parties with beer and pot. He knew he could control himself as to not make a fool of himself in front of a group of college students. “Sure, that sounds like it will be a lot of fun. I figure I will get to make some good friends here before I classes start this fall.” “Right on!” exclaimed Rickey. Kyle finished eating and the 3 left. As Kyle followed behind the two older college men he called and left a message for his mom that he was hanging with a few college guys and wouldn’t be home till the morning. He always felt a little sheepish, but maybe at this party he could break out and be more of a leader. After a good walk the 3 came to an old apartment building. Kyle followed the 2 as they climbed up to the top floor and he wondered to himself why the building looked to have 4 floors but they lived on the third floor. His curiosity would be answered cause as he was led into the only apartment on the top floor he discovered that they lived in a unit intended for the building’s owner. The main floor had a decent kitchen, a large living room with a den and a full bath with there were 4 bedrooms up stairs. “Just you two live here?” “It will be just us two this summer, in the fall we usually look for a few guys to occupy the other bedrooms” Tyler told him. Rickey offered Kyle a beer and the 3 settled in the living room to watch the Cub’s game. The three sat on the large sectional couch across from the 60” plasma with Kyle between the 2 roommates. The sectional was big enough so they had adequate space between each as to not make Kyle uncomfortable. Kyle drank his beer slowly and as he did he began to feel warm. He noticed that Rickey and Tyler had slipped their shirts off and were now just sitting in their cargo shorts. These two had great bodies with well defined pecs, arms and flat abs….Kyle felt a little self conscious about removing his shirt. Tyler made the suggestion, “Make yourself at home, get comfortable.” They could tell that Kyle was not comfortable about taking his shirt off and made the suggestion, “Kyle, it get’s warm in the apartment, why don’t you slip your shirt off…I’m sure you’ll feel cooler with it off.” It seemed like Kyle took that as a command as he removed his shirt to reveal his lean, thin build. Rickey helped boost Kyle’s self esteem, “Kyle you got a nice body for a young dude. I can see a lot of potential for you. You work out at all?” “A little….I’m more into my studies then working out. I run a lot though.” “What do you think Rickey, with a little work and our guidance we could make something out of that body of his.” “Right on!” Rickey agreed. “You really think I could be built like you?” Tyler told the shy teen, “Sure we do.” This brought a smile to Kyle’s face. He drank more of his beer and began to feel warmer and a little horny. Here he was with 2 good looking guys watching the Cub’s and he was getting hard. He did his best to hide his growing erection, but it was not able to and soon both Rickey and Tyler noticed and knew it was time to launch their plan. Hey slid in closer to Kyle and Rickey put his hand on Kyle’s thigh as Tyler put his arm around the teen. Kyle was not quick enough to protest….he actually felt comfortable with what the 2 were doing. Before Kyle knew it Tyler removed his glasses and was pulling him in for a kiss while Rickey moved his hand up his leg into his shorts. This was all new to Kyle; he had never been with anyone sexually except himself. He figured he’d go with it, and if he didn’t like it then he’d know he wasn’t gay. But he was discovering that he did like the way these 2 hot studs were making him feel. He felt his senses going into over load as Rickey played with his 7” cut cock and Tyler’s tongue probed into his mouth. It didn’t take long before Kyle’s shorts and boxers were on the ground. Rickey began to lick and suck Kyle’s cock as Tyler pulled Kyle down to his crotch. As Tyler held his head down he moved his cargo shorts down revealing a nice 8” cut cock. Tyler urged…no commanded that Kyle lick his cock, “Lick my cock, lick it from the base to the tip.” Kyle was in virgin territory and did was he felt was right, just follow their directions. The last thing he wanted the roommates to know was that he was a virgin. Kyle’s lack of experience showed when Rickey told him to suck Tyler’s cock. He wasn’t sure what to do and did the best he could just getting the tip in his mouth. “Watch the teeth Kyle!” Kyle pulled off for a second to say “Sorry.” Rickey could tell that Kyle was about to cum and the 2 didn’t want that just yet. He pulled off Kyle’s cock and came up to kiss he lover, Tyler. The 2 roommates whispered to each other ss Kyle continued to try and do his best to suck Tyler. Tyler asked, “Is this the first time you’ve ever sucked a guy’s cock?” Kyle kept stroking Tyler’s cock as he lifted his head and attempted to deny this fact. Rickey let him know, “It’s ok if you’ve never done this before. We can teach you, we can teach you a lot.” Kyle felt more at ease and admitted the truth, “Yeah, I’ve never done this before….I’m a virgin.” Tyler asked, “So, you think you’re gay?” “I don’t really know….I’ve never been with a girl or guy.” “It’s ok”, Rickey reassured him, “Let’s head up stairs and get comfortable and we can teach you everything.” They headed up the stairs, stark naked, and went into the master bedroom. There Kyle sat down as Tyler stepped into the bathroom for a second. When he returned he had a bottle of poppers, a few white and blue pills and something else that Kyle couldn’t see. Kyle asked, “What are the pills for?” Tyler told him, “The blue ones will keep you hard and horny,” Rickey said, “The white one will relax you.” Kyle naivety showed, he figured that these guys knew what they were doing, they wouldn’t hurt him. He swallowed the pills. “What’s the little brown bottle for?” Tyler said “Those are poppers, they also help relax you when you sniff them” as he opened the bottle and took a couple deep hits in each nostril. He then handed the bottle to Rickey and he did the same. They then handed the bottle to Kyle and he didn’t even hesitate when he took his hits. Kyle’s head was spinning. The ecstasy was beginning to kick in as the poppers hit him hard. The roommates knew that they had him right where they wanted him. Before Kyle knew what was happening Rickey grabbed his left arm and Tyler stuck him with a needle. The next thing Kyle felt was a warmth rush up his arm and felt it difficult to breath. He coughed out a couple times. He heard a ringing in his ears and felt as if he was floating. When he started to gain a comprehension as to what was happening….he was on his back with his legs on Rickey’s shoulders. He looked up at Rickey as he began to realize that he was being fucked. Kyle didn’t say a word, he simply moaned out in pleasure to what was happening. Tyler was over his head and as Kyle came around, Tyler began to feed Kyle his cock. Kyle eagerly sucked it down and, with the position he was in, took it down his throat. With a free hand he reached down to feel Ricks cock sliding in and out of his ass when he made a startling discovery….Rickey was not wearing a rubber. For a brief moment Kyle panicked, he remembered all the lectures and videos he watched in health class on STD’s and safe sex, but after Tyler shoved the poppers back under his nose forcing him to take some deep hits. His head was spinning as he heard the 2 college stud’s talking. “Rickey, this fag can make us some good cash over the next 4 years.” “Right on! With some good training and the proper encouragement he’ll be a perfect addition to our crew. Hey Ty, how much did you give him?” “Close to 2 quarters.” “That’s a good start, we got to get him hooked so he will be depended on us.” Kyle barely heard yet understood what the 2 studs were talking about. “I’m getting close Ty….he’s got one hot ass here.” “Breed him bro, breed his virgin ass.” Rickey looked down at Kyle and told him, “Look at me, keep those baby blues on mine.” Tyler pulled his cock from Kyle’s mouth, “There’ll be plenty of time to teach you to suck cock and swallow cum.” Kyle looked up at Tyler as he spoke and was reminded, “LOOK AT ME BITCH!” as he felt a hand slap him across his face. He looked up at Rickey. “I want you to remember this, always look at the John’s eyes when he fucks you, ESPECIALLY WHEN HE IS ABOUT TO CUM IN YOUR ASS!” Kyle had his eyes locked on Rickey as he heard him start to moan and grunt. He punctuated each thrust with a grunt. Then it happened, “FUCK I’M CUMMING!!!! I’M BEEDING YOUR ASS, YOUR VIRGIN NEG HOLE. IT BELONGS TO ME NOW!!!” As Rickey’s orgasm concluded he ground his cock inside Kyle’s formerly virgin hole making sure that every ounce of his seed was massaged into his gut. Rickey pulled his still hard cock out of Kyle and he was quickly replaced by Tyler’s. “MY TURN TO CLAIM YOUR ASS AS MY OWN!” Tyler exclaimed as he rammed the entire length of his 8” cock inside the teen. With the change in position he was able to get a good look at the cock that had taken his virginity and probably his health. Rickey’s cock was the same length as Tyler’s, but uncut. Since Tyler had his cock down Kyle’s throat he had already worked his balls to near boiling point. He began to breath heavier as Kyle could feel his cock thicken. Kyle had his eyes locked on Tyler as the stud reached the point of no return. “UH, UH, UH, TAKE MY CHARGED CUM YOU FUCKING WHORE!” And Kyle was filled with his second load of poz cum.

Ventured in to Slammers LA Sunday afternoon. Wasn't expecting to be here, but during the course of the day, I became horny. Fooled around a bit, sucked a few dicks. Finally, met a young, tall, lanky Latino. We went into the cubicles (the ones equipped with glory holes).I started sucking his cock. When it was fully erected, it was long, thick, and uncut. I held that big dick in my hand, and I knew there was only one place to put it. I got up, positioned my butt against the glory hole, and he slid that big piece of cock into me. He pounded me hard, and I was so turned on, I thrusted my ass against the glory hole. Man, I couldn't get enough of him going to town on my butthole. He came inside me, and thankfully stayed inside long enough for me to pop off a load. I'm sure the sounds of both he and I coming were heard throughout the club. Mission accomplished.

I'm 23 years old now, and have been with many men, but the man who showed me that I was gay will always have a special place in my heart. His name was Ryan, and he was a neighbor who lived just down the block from my family. We'll pretend his last name was Thomas, 'cause I never called him Ryan. only Mister 'Thomas'. I was still living at home, just out of high school and yes I was 18 . In my younger days I would sometimes mow his lawn for him or rake leaves, shovel snow, stuff like that for cash because, at that age, I didn't have a job. I remember him always being really cool, friendly, and he'd tip me big for doing those chores. He'd even buy me gifts for my birthday, at Christmas, and sometimes just out of the blue for no reason. He told me not to tell my parents about them. He never told me why I wasn't supposed to, but I was happy to comply since I was very fond of him, so I never told my parents about the gifts. On my 18th birthday though, all I received was a letter, in which Ryan said he wanted me to come over to his house on a day I wasn't busy, and that my gift was there. Naturally I was excited, speculating he was going to give me something big - maybe even a car! Now before I tell you about the day I went over cause of his beckoning letter I'll tell you about about the two of us. I am a white guy, a bit of a jock tall, cute, and athletic, have dark hair and dark eyes. I was a wide receiver on my high school football team and got a bit of attention from the ladies, but after having a few girlfriends in high school, I never really got past third base with them, and truth be known, I didn't really want to. When I'd masturbate, it would always be to girls getting it up their ass, and getting creampied, but my focus was always on the cock, the cum, and the asshole. I realized quickly I wasn't really into pussy at all, eventually I started looking at gay porn, and found it amazing, but I was ashamed of myself. I found myself drifting off into many, many erotic fantasies about being with men, and of course, Ryan featured in many of them. At roughly 6' 2'', Ryan was clean-shaven, quite muscular, had short brown hair and I imagine he was around 230 lbs. I had no idea at the time but he also had been fantasizing about me. So anyway, onto the birthday letter. I have a summer birthday so I turned 18 right after graduation. So a few days after my birthday when I had nothing planned, I decided to stroll over to his place. I just told my mom I was going over to a friend's house, so it was no big deal. I walked up to his front door and rang the doorbell. He didn't know I was coming over so he was very happy to see that I had gotten his letter and decided to see what my gift was. He let me inside, and asked if I wanted a drink. I asked if he had Pepsi, and he said "No I meant like an alcoholic drink, Ian. You won't tell your parents, right?" I chuckled "Ha ha no, Mr. Thomas, that would be great though!" I was always blushing around him, and he always smiled when he saw me doing it. "You must do pretty well with the ladies. You're quite the stud, you know?" he commented. I blushed wildly, and a grin crossed his face. "Yeah, I guess so" I replied. At this he was a little confused, asking "What do you mean by that?" So now I came to a hurdle. Mr. Thomas was the only person who I could trust with my secret, that I was into men, but how would he take it? We were now standing in his living room, I was drinking down my glass of an unknown alcoholic beverage that tasted great. I told myself, Well fuck it, I know I can trust him. "Well Mr. Thomas, can I tell you something, and promise not to tell my parents?" I asked. "Of course Ian, you know you can talk to me." "Well," I nervously said, my face beet red, "I THINK I LIKE MEN AND I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO." He was a little shocked by this and so was I. How could I just come out and say something like that, and to a man to whom I was attracted, and about whom I had fantasized? Then he took a deep breath, clearly having made-up his mind, smiled, and replied, "Ian, haven't you ever wonder why a good looking man like myself doesn't have a wife? I'm gay. Why do you think I always bought you gifts, and had you do chores for me? Your are the most beautiful person I've ever met!" He was so casual as he said this, I was frozen, but he wasn't, he walked over to me and kissed me strongly, his tongue pierced my lips as he wrapped his arms around my body, holding me tightly. I could feel a huge bulge in his pants, but couldn't focus on it, my mouth relaxed. I was being kissed by a man! It felt so good, so right! I started kissing him back now, sucking on his tongue, our mouths engaged in a deep kiss. After a minute or so, he broke off the kiss, looked at me and smiled, he grabbed my ass with both hands, and pushed me with his big masculine body onto his couch. I found myself on my back, he was laying on top of me, groping me, and devouring my mouth. I was so horny now, and our bulges were up against each other. He lifted himself off of me, took off his shirt, and I instinctively did the same, then my hands wondered down to me pants, he saw this, and immediately removed his belt, unzipped his jeans, and out of the part in his boxers, his huge cock sprang out. He was straddling my hips now, and the monstrous cock was about 2 feet away from my face, It was amazing. Mr. Thomas' cock must have been around 8 inches, slightly darker then the rest of his pale complection and really think, like really thick. With a fucking sexy purple mushroom head that perfectly complemented the rest of it. I was entranced. I just lay there staring into it's glory. My hands still stood by my zipper, he's strong hands removed them. And he undid my pants, and my smaller, 6 inch cock sprang out, hard as a rock. He then lunged back onto me, fucking my mouth with his tounge again, He began fucking my cock and balls like I was a girl. His huge member plunged wherever it wanted up against my sac, pushing at my balls, and then it sprang forward and lay atop my own cock, just as Mr. Thomas lay upon me. This cock fucking, and extreme make out session went on for awhile. I felt like I was in love, I had never felt this way before! He then sat up again, and removed his pants completely, I did the same thing, and suddenly we were both naked. once again, on his big couch, he was straddling my higs, with his huge cock hanging there, over my own and my eyes once again locked onto it. "I want to make you feel good Mr. Thomas!" I nudged my body so that his cock was now hanging over my abdomen, and kept creeping under his legs until it was over my chest, then mouth. He lowered himself down, I opened my mouth and felt that amazing head, wet with precum touch my tounge for the first time. I then envelepod that delicious head completely into my mouth, I felt like my mouth was full from that alone! I just lay there milking that sexy goliath of a penis. He groaned loudly and oftenly, "aaahh Ian, my sexy little bitch" "oooooH" He then grabbed his shaft with his right hand, and the back of my head with the left, I had so far only been able to fit the head in, but now he began fucking my mouth, I couldn't breathe, but I didn't care, and soon I realized I could still breathe through my nose as he used my mouth for his pleasure, he kept fucking my mouth, working his thick cock deeper and deeper. It tasted so good. It was oozing precum, and he must have been working out or something before I came over cause it was sweaty, and I loved the taste. He continued his conversion of me into a faggot. Eventually his cock head was pressed up against my tonsils, and a good half of his huge shaft was in my mouth. It was hard to concentrate on breathing and being fucked in the mouth but I did it cause this was the best thing that had ever happened to me. Drool ran down my cheeks and out of my mouth, along with precum. He was turning my mouth into a pussy! Eventually the whole thing was down my throat. His pumping speed increased, as he kept groaning, "oooh baby your my little boy toy, your my little slut, you love cock don't you boy?! I couldn't respond, I could only lick and slurp at the base of his cock with my tounge. I couldn't see anything either, his pubes pressed against my nose now. His huge balls slapping my chin. "ooooooooh" here it comes boy. He pulled his dick out, and I got a breathe, then he plunged that huge sexy head back in, jacked his shaft for a few minutes with his cockhead just resting in my mouth. Then it happened, I felt his cock head pulsating in my mouth, and I was flooded with hot, warm, gooey, tasty man sperm. The jets of cum hit my tongue, the back of my throat, stream after stream after stream. Until my mouth was completely full of cum. He pulled his cock out and said, "Swallow it like a good faggot" He lowered himself and his think member lay on my chest, oozing a little bit of cum and saliva on me. I just lay there with that thick seed, that puddle of sperm in my mouth. I was enveloped by the taste, I never wanted to swallow it cause I loved how I felt. A grown man just used my mouth and fucked it like a girl's pussy. But it was so much better than a girl's pussy. Fuck women I thought, this was all I wanted now. Cock and cum! I then swallowed it all down, his seed impregnating my stomach. I was his. I didn't even want to cum, i mean i did, but it was more important to me to service him, that's all I cared about, he just showed me who I was, and I just wanted to be owned by him now. I started spending nights at his house, I gave him at least 10 blowjobs like that a week probably.I didn't want to go to college anymore, I wanted to live with him and be his. For his use only. I no longer cared about a career, my career was being a cock slut. I don't know how he produced so much semen, but sometimes I'd get full from all the cum I drank of his, and just knowing his seed was in me, I felt like I was on top of the world! I loved being used and depraved by him. He started getting violent with me, sometimes he'd have me kneeling on the floor and would just pound my mouth for hours on end. He was violent with me, but he really loved me. He started buying me stuff all the time, flowers, lotions, and dildos! He told me to train my asshole when I was at home from now on, and I did. He told me that after a week of me training my hole, he'd take my virginity for real! I was so excited. so everynight id go home and play with my tight hole, he told me after my sessions, to put an inflatable butt plug he got me into my hole and sleep with it inside of me, pumped up a little the first night, and by the end of the week I was sleeping with the butt plug in me fully expanded. The next mourning I decided to look at my asshole turned boypussy in the mirror. It still looked tight, but then i lubed up a penis shaped dildo he bought me, and slid it in, it was big, but not as big as Mr. Thomas' cock. It hurt a bit, but I just kept pumping, and after a good 10 minutes, I let it out, my hole looked so fuckable, It didn't quite gape open, but it was no longer an asshole, this was now meant for men's cocks. And the first cock to enter was going to be Mr. Thomas'. So we set up a night for our next sleepover, all of the sleepovers we had before were just oral, me going down on him for hours on end, some nights i'd fall asleep in his bed with him, his cock in my mouth, sometimes i'd wake up with liquid in my mouth and running down my face with a wet puddle in the sheets, like he jacked his cock off in my mouth while I slept, or maybe even pissed a little bit in me, It was so nice to wake up to my mans cock in my mouth and the thought of his seed and piss being able to have a nice warm place to be released into! But anyway, it was now August, and we were pretty much officially boyfriends, or rather, master and toy. We watched a movie together that night in his bed, toying with eachothers cocks all the while, he usually didn't show too much interest in my cock but tonight he did play with it quite a bit. The movie ended, he didn't turn off the tv. Mr.Thomas leaned over to his night stand, and asked, "is your hole ready for tonight boy?" I replied "yes Mr. Thomas, i've been training it all week, I even got the 7 inch black dildo all the way in me this mourning and it was amazing!, I can't wait to really pleasure you!" He smiled, grabbed a bottle of lube out the droor. "well not only does your hole after be ready for a cock to be in it, but we have to be sure you don't have to take a dump or anything" I knew my hole was clean, I made sure of it before I came over, I would never let down my man!" My hole is as clean as any girl's pussy, i made sure of it" I said blushing and smiling. "Well i should hope the fuck so, those things are filthy, but I know what you mean, good" He lubed up his fingers, and while jacking me off gently, he reached under my butt, and stuck a finger up my hole, he didn't have to work to hard at it, I was horny as fuck and ready to go, I started fucking his finger with my asspussy, he then extended, a second finger, then a fourth, he started ferociously masturbating my sexhole, in and out and in and out!, he then lay down on his back, fingers still up inside me, and told me to lay on him the opposite way, I knew he wanted to 69, I straddled his chest, with my ass facing his face, and lay down upon him, that big sexy meatpole looking me right in the eyes, and he turned my ass into his own personal plaything, I sucked his cock down my throat, the past weeks had made me and adept blowjob slut and deepthroater, I went to town on his massive cock for about 10 minutes. From his end, my smaller cock and balls rested on his chest, oozing precum with a small puddle of it soaking into his chest hair. He suddenly removed his fingers that had been working over my now slutty hole, exposing a modest gape, but not an ugly one, just a thin part that almost resembled a pussy, but way better cause it was a boy's asshole turned into a hungry virgin sex hole that craved cock. He lifted his head up and plunged his mouth up against my butt, his tounge probing me, he did this for awhile, and it felt amazing, his toungue slushing around in my insides, in my pussy. God damn I was a horny faggot! "Okay bitch your ready now" he told me, he slid up, his cock plopping out of my mouth, my cock being ran down his chest, then abdomen, then for a moment, rubbing up against his much larger, sexy mammoth cock. He pushed me over to a doggy style position, with my butt in the air, I felt him push his cock up against my hole, and even though my hole had seen alot of action from dildos, my butt plug, and his fingers over the past week, It wasn't ready for even his think purple mushroom head, but he forced it in, grabbing me by the hips I felt his head plunge into me, I felt it, and I felt as the rest of his cock slid in me, the difference in widith I felt from his cock head to his shaft was very noticable, as his head slid deep inside me I felt it rubbing up against my insides, It hurt so much, but my hole was being fucked! It was so awesome, so amazing, the pain didn't matter, I pushed my ass against him untill he was all the way in, my cunt relaxed around his cock, his balls resting up against my gooch, his pubes tickling the top of my ass! Wow this was amazing. Then the fucking started, 30 solid minutes of pumping, precum, ass juice, and lube oozing out of my asshole, my god did I feel like a slut! In and out he pounded me, wrecking my hole, he wouldn't stop, he only got faster and rougher, I cried out, not in pain, but I was being impaled on a cock I thought was only 8 inches, it felt way bigger inside of me, now that it was fucking a hole it probably got even bigger, and instead of being slightly flaccid when i sucked it, it now felt rock hard, and the already big head felt huge inside me, It was clear he had penetrated me all the way past my rectum into my second hole (is that whats its called) fucking me over and over and over, suddenly his balls tensed up, and a flood of semen shot into my bowels, endless jets of seed, impregnating me, seeding me, making me even more his than I already was. But he wouldn't stop fucking me, I thought after he came he'd be done, but he wasn't, "Ooh fuck yeah boy, i'm gonna stay in for another round" "Oh no i thought, my asshole was already wrecked" With his semen now lubing my now slick hole he kept on pumping, in and out, in and out, now he started a new technique, that was torture for me, he'd slide his whole cock out of me, exposing my stretched hole, and plunged back in, this continued for and hour now, and he finally had his final orgasm of the night, pumping even more seed into my already saturated hole, I belonged to him now, my hole was his, for his use forever! There must have been a good 2 cups of semen that had been fucked into me, absorbed into my body because after our fuck, He kept himself inside me, reached over and turned off the light, and flipped us on our side, spooning one another, entwined, his massive cock in me all night while we slept together, both exhausted. To Be Continued!

Your first name (or a name you'll respond to):Pup, boy, faggot, cumdump. Your cell number (for texts and voice calls): 765-714-4412 A location (be at least as specific as a zip code): 20794 Times you're generally not available: weekdays after 5 weekends vary Age: 29 Height: 5'9'' Weight: 160 Ethnicity: Caucasian 

Count me in as a proud sucker of cock, swallower of cum who has an insatiable desire for black cock. I can't explain why, but the black ones are the ones I am most proud of and my desire has never diminished.

Monday I went over to one of my regular BBC's place to see if I could get him to fuck me as I have been pretty horned up to take a load in my ass. We were kinda pressed for time and it had been at least a week since I last took his cum, so as I was using my sucking skills he kinda got too excited and next thing I knew, I was wearing a pearl necklace. Of course, I did what every really good cocksucker would do, I scooped it all up and ate it. I did not get to cum that day. Today, I emailed the same nice 7.5" downward curved thick black cock again and got another invitation to cum on over. As I was sucking deep throating as well As sucking on his balls, I managed to pull him down onto the floor where he he prepped my pussy while I was in my favorite position: on my back. He obliged by gently easing his hard black cock into me and after a few gentle strokes, he shot all his cum into my cunt as my cunt muscles clamped down on him. As he was deep inside me, he stroked my cock until I shot my load. Only after I was done shooting, did my cunt let go of his dick. I am really digging this getting my ass/pussy/cunt filled with cock and cum.

I was 16 going on 17, la, la, la, la, la...... Went to the Aspen music festival with the express purpose of...well, you know. In Colorado, at the time (1975), age of consent in that state was 15. So it wasn't illegal. He was 29. Sigh. Broke my heart...

I love this naive kid and how daddy is turning him into a cum-dump fuck-hole. Maybe he should remain hypnotizes and programmed for the rest of his life; however, maybe it would be better if he does all this willingly?

APRIL 23/18 - Club120 (Toronto) BB Sex Party, 4-8 PM Hey, Rawslutz! On the whole I'd have to characterize yesterday's bb sex party as playful and fun. Oh sure, you get guys who are are totally nude (except for shoes) who repel your moves on them, like being upset that you brushed your hand across his bubblebutt ass. You can expect that. I met up with a younger top (< 25 yrs. old), tanned, and has long narrow dick, with whom I chatted before about barebacking and our love for it. I asked him to tease my hole 'cause I was douched and ready for cum. He asked, "But you're a top, aren't you?" I replied, "Yes, I'm a top, with bottom tendencies!" We both laughed and he slid his hard young dick into me for a few minutes of fucking. It felt GREAT. Later on, I asked him how old he thinks I am. He said I looked 45 (I'm actually 53). A younger looking daddy - hmmm, gets me thinking. LOL! Next, I met up with a beefy muscular cub, raw vers. He was fucking a guy in a sling and I asked if I could fuck him. He said, "Fuck me!" I shoved my hard daddy dick into him. His ass felt slick, incredible. Later on, he came back to fuck me and said I had a great ass. Compliment #2. I wanted him cum too, but it didn't happen. He had his eye and dick in someone else. Maybe next bb sex party... I had an Asian guy with a toned body with whom I had a instant chemistry. He must have seen me being fucked and he wanted to unload in me. He put his hard narrow dick in me and, like within 2 mins, I had his load in me. I thanked him and proceeded to clean off his cock. He was happy! I got to unload my saved load in an anon hole in one of the private darkened booths/rooms there. A win-win for both. A few more cocks to suck and asses to rim. I guess on the whole I ought to be grateful for such a great bb venue and a chance to be free and slutty. I'd love to better my personal best of last night's 2 loads at the next Club120 bb sex party. During June's Pride month in Toronto, there will be 3 bb sex parties at Club120. For details on upcoming dates and times, see fukdto.com. Cheers, rawslutz!

Hole its either a virgin hole or nothing big or just started fucking Boy hole been fuck and needs lube to get in as it is tight to get in, its lips are starting to deform from use. Boy cunt just stip and enter with a dick and the hole is loose and the lips of the hole are deformed outward and its shape starts to look like a woman cunt oblong and has just started to be fisted. Man cunt very deformed lips are hanging out and are always open just stick your dick in and fuck as it is so loose from being fisted and large objects. Mr. Jackson tells us the boy in the back has been spreading rumors about his product not being safe. He wants to show him how good it is and to make a few movies with him. We take him to the room with the rubber covered mattress and start the cameras rolling. Once naked we get a good look at him, about 5ft9 145 LBS. with a really well-defined body, he is still handcuffed and with a ball gage in. He is fighting us so we are told to get him under control so we give him some Anxiolytics not enough to knock him out but enough so he is easy to control and see what we have here. As I spread his ass cheeks we say jackpot and it is a perfect virgin hole very tight. Mr.Jackson I will leave you boys alone with him as he takes our chastity devices off and says don't let him leave hear with our family blood in him. What a treat we have here as we can do anything we want and have all the tools to turn him into what every boy should experience at least once in his life. It does not take long for me and my brother to come up with a play as soon the drug will wear off so we have to make him hungry for Toxic POZ loads. As I spread his cheeks again that pretty virgin hole is just screaming as my brother works his dry finger in and then finds a nice big shard of Mr.Jackson high strength Tina and let it melt inside as the drugs ware off. He is 3/4 awake and complains that his hole is burning inside and he is thirsty LOL we tell him the water taste like shit so we give him some juice and you know its lace with Mr.Jackson new formula for GHB. He is awake as my brother is working his hole over and he is not fighting us but seems to like the feel of a finger in and out. I'm so hard and want to rape that hole as my brother shoes me his finger and I see blood on it so he is ready, so I tie off his arm and when he sees that needle he says he does not do drugs but you like the way your hole feels? He says YES and I say this will make your whole body feel like it. I see the flash of blood as this is a very lite slam and he is coughing just a little as he goes bug-eyed, I won the bet with my brother and I get to be the first one. You talk about high I'm not a porn star just an 8-inch dick he is not fighting me it is just a very tight hole and he is in a lot of pain but I don't care as I finally get my dick in with the P.A. As I'm in my brother is giving him poppers and I can feel the effect on his hole open up more. I have not cum in weeks so it's very hard for me not to shoot my load in as my brother is tweaking my nipples to get me to cum so he can get in. I'm balls deep as I feel my dick pumping toxic loads in his hole and I'm still hard and I want my P.A. to scrape in my seed into him. As soon as I'm off my brother jumps in and is slam fucking him as I hear my brother balls slam against him. I offer my dick to this boy with its covered cum and blood and like a natural, his mouth opens and is sucking my dick like a baby sucks their mother's tit. This is so beautiful a spit-roasted virgin who is begging for more as his hole has now graduated to a boy hole and before he leaves he will have boy cunt.

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

Thats the best kinda cock sucking. I welcum it. This str8 acting guy loves to suck off cocks at the porn stores when my girlfriend is working. The hotter the better. Its all about the cock and my mouth. Thats it. This str8 acting faggot loves to suck off any random strangers. About a year ago. I was cruising for some cocks at the back video booths at the porn shop. I found this guy jerking his cock. I was in my late 20s. He was around 50 or 60. This guy had a big thick cock. Now I know that im a hot cocksucker who is good at deepthroating. So I start to suck his cock. This guy grabs the back of my head and just starts to throat fuck me like some kind of faggot. Without warning, this guy slams his cock way deep in my throat and holds it there. He unloads his huge thick load of cum down my throat. I couldn't stop coughing on that load. I got up to my feet. Still choking and coughing on that cum and throat fuck.

Speaking of last parts… this is it. At least for now. Thanks for reading —————— Part 27 - The Initiation Joe, Kyle and Steven were just getting out of the car when Dennis pulled up. Steven looked at his phone and it said 10:03PM. The guys put their phones in the trunk of the car, not wanting to lose them. The parking lot was pretty full, they guessed that there were over fifty cars there and a row of motorcycles next to the building. They walked up to the door in the front of the warehouse building and saw a large biohazard magnet attached to the door and a second one next to it that had one of the pictograms saying no phones. They followed the hallway back where there were two doors, one of which had another biohazard magnet on it. They entered and there was a table with Tyler standing behind it, dressed only in leather boots, a leather jock, leather armbands and a harness. “Hi guys. I’m glad you accepted the invitation and came tonight. We just have a few things to take care of and we can begin the initiation. Here is a bag to put your clothes in. It has your name on it. I hope you followed the sign and left your cell phones in your car or at home. No pictures or videos are allowed. We request that you stay naked for tonight, shoes or boots are ok. In the future, you can wear gear. I have a wrist band for each of you. And one last thing….” The door opened and Aaron came rushing in. “I hope I’m not late” he said breathlessly. Tyler looked up at the clock and it said 10:13PM. “You’re just in time. I was worried you had changed your mind” Tyler said. Quickly, Tyler recapped everything for Aaron and gave him his bag. The guys started undressing and putting their clothes in their bags and Tyler said “I was saying… You need to choose your mark and its placement. Each member must have their body marked with the club logo - a biohazard. You can choose a tattoo or to be branded. With the tattoo, you get a choice of sizes and a few colors - black, red or black and red. You may have noticed mine at the party last week.” The guys looked at Tyler with surprise. “I know its short notice, but please decide quickly and write them down on these pieces of paper. Put your name, tattoo or brand, the location on your body and size and color. Each thought a few minutes and filled out the form and gave it to Tyler. The bags were collected and Tyler then looked at the list and put the appropriate wrist band. Joe, Dennis and Aaron got dark blue ones, Steven and Kyle got light blue. The five of them were ushered past a door and down makeshift hallway with dark curtains on one side. Near the back of the building, they turned and went up a few steps. They were standing at the side of what looked like a stage, a large biohazard sign was hanging from the ceiling, providing a backdrop. On the stage was a man standing naked with a red leather harness on and five fuck benches spread across the front of the stage. A bell sounded and the lights dimmed in the room. The stage was illuminated with a few spotlights, but the audience was invisible in the darkness. Tyler whispered to them “It’s time. Walk out to the center, line up in front of him, with your back to the audience. Just follow the directions. It won’t take long and then we can have some fun.” Joe went first, followed by Kyle, Steven, Aaron and Dennis. They faced the priest and he began. “We are gathered here to welcome the newest members to our brotherhood. Our mission is to celebrate our gift and help those less fortunate than us become a positive force in the world. I will ask each of you if you are willing to join us support our mission.” The priest moved in front of Joe and asked him and he replied “Yes”. The priest led him over to the first fuck bench and he laid down on it. A guy came from the shadows and locked Joe down. The priest then did the same with each of the other guys. Once they were all locked down, the priest said “Let the consummation begin.” Five men walked out on stage, each naked and wearing a red wristband that matched their red leather harnesses. Each took a position behind one of the guys and the crowd started to chant “Breed. Breed. Breed.” The men looked at the priest and when he nodded they thrust their cocks into each of the boys. None of them were prepared to be violated in such a brutal fashion. They all screamed, but it was drowned out by the chanting. The men fucked the boys harder, seeming to enjoy the pain they were inflicting on them. It only took a few minutes before one by one the men would grunt and fill their boy with cum. As they pulled their spent cocks out of the boys, the priest handed them a metal butt plug and the breeder pushed it into their boy’s sore hole. “Now that you have been filled with AIDS seed, let it become part of you. It symbolizes the sharing we must do throughout the rest of our lives as we create new generations of gifted people” the priest told everyone and then said “We will now perform the last step and your initiation will be complete.” The assistant came out and unlocked Joe, Kyle, Aaron and Dennis and ushered them over to the side. A new spotlight came on and there was Thad and another tattoo artist waiting to give them their club mark. Joe was placed on a table, face down and Thad set some marks down on his right calf and the tattoo needle began making the outline. While Joe was getting tattooed, the assistant walked up to Steven and placed a leather bit between his teeth and fastened the strap behind his head, holding it in place. The look of fear in Steven’s eyes was immense. Soon, a cart was wheeled out that contained an iron stove with a fire inside. A brand was sticking out of the stove and the priest put on heavy gloves and removed the brand from the fire. He noted the orientation of the brand and approached Steven. He lined it up near Steven’s right butt cheek and said “Be strong, my son” and pressed the glowing brand into Steven’s skin. The screams from Steven could have awakened the dead. The smell of burning flesh filled the area and everyone turned to watch as the priest removed the brand from Steven and set it in the holder next to the stove. Ointment was placed on the blisters and Steven’s screams subsided slowly. The audience clapped their approval. It was an option that few members used. Aaron sat down in a chair and the other tattoo artist smiled at him. He turned his forearm up and the artist marked it out and looked at Aaron for approval before starting in. Daryl pulled Kyle aside and had him lay on a table, facing up. He pulled out a razor and removed Kyle’s pubic and body hair from his navel to his cock. Once Joe’s tattoo was finished, Kyle was next for Thad to work on. Once Aaron’s tattoo was complete, Dennis laid down on the the table Joe had used and was also face down. The tattooist showed Dennis where it would be by placing his fingers between his shoulder blades. Once Dennis was happy his body felt the needle begin its work. The crowd mingled until the marking was complete and the Priest announced that the celebration could begin. Room lights came back on and the crowd filtered to the sides and picked up their glasses of champagne and then started to move to the back of the room. There were three slings spread out, with markings on the floor designating an area for each. A large roulette wheel was on the wall with several colors painting sections of the pie. There was a narrow red slice, several light blue, dark blue, light green and dark green slices. There were a few yellow slices as well. Out from the front office of the warehouse, three people were led with hoods over their heads. Each was stood in front of a sling. The priest walked up to each and asked if they were ready to begin and accept their fate. He then announced to the crowd who tonights participants were. “We have tonight, in sling number one a caucasian university professor. He is 34 years old, gay and versatile. He has chosen to remain hooded until the reveal. In sling number two, we have a 23 year old latino restaurant worker. He is bisexual and normally a top. He has chosen to be unhooded. And in sling number three is a 45 year old caucasian construction worker. He is also bisexual and a bottom and will be hooded until the reveal. Please spin the wheel for sling number one. While the wheel is spinning, can everyone congregate with their respective colors.” The five guys stood on the stage with Tyler and he explained “The members are separated by color, tonight its blue for detectable poz, green for undetectable poz, on the wheel yellow is for what we call ‘get out of jail free’ and it means they don’t get fucked. Where the wheel stops decides which group fucks the guy. The guy in the sling is always neg when he shows up here. You line up and fuck until you breed him. Be sure to hit the button on the sling after you cum. Thats how we keep track of how many loads a guy takes. It works better if you edge while you’re in line and then just fuck for a minute and unload. After everyone is done, we reveal to the guy if he took charged cum or not and remove his hood if he was hooded like those two. Oh, there’s a face pic of the guy above the button so you can see if you know him. It gives you a chance to remove your wristband at the end if you don’t want the guy to know you fucked him.” “What’s red?” asked Dennis. Tyler chuckled and said “Guys with AIDS or guys with multiple bugs. We had one guy a few months ago hit a full house and got all of the usual STDs. He’s down to just hep and hiv now.” “You guys can join in your groups if you want, but you don’t have to if you’re still sore from getting marked” Tyler said patting Steven on the shoulder. The guys walked down the steps awkwardly with the plugs still holding their AIDS loads in their asses. Tyler joined Steven and Kyle with the light blue group just as the wheel stopped on light blue. The group of just over a dozen guys cheered. “The light blue group will have sling number one. Please spin for sling number two” the priest announced and the wheel got spun again. Joe looked around his dark blue group and recognized a few people. Tony was talking to Luis and he saw Douglas from the clinic stroking a rather long and pierced cock. He looked over at the group Steven and Kyle were in and saw Derrick, Daryl and Thad. He spotted a few people he had seen around campus including one professor in the blue groups. Joe looked at the other side of the room and saw the green groups. He recognized people over there as well. Then he looked to see if he could find the red group. He never even saw the guy that pumped his first AIDS load in his hole. There were six of them standing together next to the priest. “And we have light green for sling two. Light green people, please get ready. And spin the wheel for sling three” said the priest. Kyle walked up to Tyler and said “This is fuckin’ hot. I wonder if its one of my professors?” “You’ll find out soon enough. We should start heading over there. I see you’re already getting boned thinking about breeding another neg ass” Tyler replied “And dark blue for sling three. Everyone else can either watch or enjoy themselves. Please wait for the bell and then you have 90 minutes to put as much cum as possible into the guests. Don’t forget to tip your waiters” the priest said laughing at his pun. As the groups assembled in the areas, a bell rung and immediately the guys in the slings had a cock in their ass. Each guy waited their turn stroking their cocks and sometimes each other. A few were blowing guys in line. Joe looked around and could not believe the number of biohazard tattoos he saw. Some had more than one. He looked at where guys had put them. Arms, chest, legs, asses, hands, and back. There were a few guys he couldn’t see one at all. He got closer to one guy and saw it was on the top of his cock. When he got closer to the guy in sling three he looked him over. He was a muscle bear with some ink on his hairy body. He remembered him described as a construction worker in his mid forties and a bottom bi guy. “I wonder if he’s gonna knock up some chicks once he converts” he thought. The closer he got, he heard the construction guy grunt “Thank you, Sir!” as each guy unloaded into him. The room was filled with the sound of bells dinging - a different pitch for was sling. He watched the guys in front of him fuck the guy. Each had their own style and a couple were obviously ready to shoot as soon as they put it in. Others savored the cum filled pussy and still others pounded the guy like they were possessed. Luis was one of the latter. He pounded the guy, taking full advantage of the sling and letting it do most of the work. The bottom groaned and yelled out “Yeah, fucker, wreck that hole” before Luis slammed in and unloaded his strain into the guy. Luis walked back and fist bumped Joe, Dennis and Aaron and whispered to the three “The guy in sling two is my roommate. He’s gonna be pissed he didn’t get charged cum again. Its the third time he’s been here” and walked back to the end of the line. Aaron was amazed at what he was witnessing. Guys spinning roulette wheels to decide if they got pozzed. He had been breeding Nick all weekend and had dumped another load in him only a few hours earlier and hoped he had a good load to pump into the construction guy. Aaron stood next to Dennis the entire time waiting and stroking his own cock and occasionally giving Dennis’s cock a tug. He got closer and closer and looked at the guy in the sling. He was a sexy guy with muscles everywhere, all earned from hard labor. The hood obscured his head he imagined a rugged bearded guy. Looking down, he saw a pool of cum start to form underneath the bottom’s ass. He wanted to get on the floor and lick it up. Kyle was standing with Steven and Tyler. They were edging themselves watching the guy take cock after cock. His body was in good shape well defined for a mid-thirties professor. His chest was shaved and he had only one small tattoo that he could see on his arm. It was the Yin-Yang symbol. His cock was a nice length, maybe seven inches and cut, and was rock hard and leaking over his abs. Kyle could hear him grunt and moan as the guys fucked him and an “oh god!” when someone would thrust into him hard. Daryl was in front of him and he looked at what piercing he had on. As much as he wanted to see what happened if he used the mace balled PA, Daryl had a regular horseshoe 0 ga PA in. Daryl turned and asked Kyle “Enjoying the PA?” “Yeah, I am” replied never thinking he would have a conversation like this. “Give it another month or two and we can stretch it up a size. Club members get the stretches and new rings for free. I think you would look really hot with a 0ga there but its going to take a while. And don’t forget about the ladder too” Daryl said with a wink. About that time the guy in front of Daryl pumped his load in, pressed the button and pulled out. Kyle was finally close enough to look at the picture on the sling stand. “Fuck” he said. Steven asked “What?” Kyle turned to him and whispered “It’s my engineering professor. He let me do a make-up test when I had the fuck flu.” Steven chuckled at the irony. “Don’t worry about it. You’re gonna repay him with a big poz load. If he didn’t want it, he wouldn’t be here.” Kyle realized his cock was even harder than before and heard Daryl pump his load into the professor. He walked up and stuck his finger into the hole and tasted the mixture of charged jizz. He quickly slammed his cock into the professor who screamed out “FUCK!!! Another pierced cock. You guys are going to shred my cunt.” Kyle smiled as he fucked his professor, enjoying the cum filled hole milk his cock. Kyle was impressed, at least ten other guys had fucked him and he could still milk a cock. He jabbed his cock to the side, feeling his PA scrape and tug inside the guy’s chute and got the expected groan. As his balls began to throb he gave several fast thrusts and then pulled the chains and his professor all the way on to his cock and felt several shots of his poz semen join the ones already inside. He pulled out and hit the button and went to the back of the line. Daryl got on his knees and sucked Kyle’s cock, grabbing the PA with his teeth and tugging while Kyle moaned. Steven was next and slid into the professor’s hole easily. He heard “Thank god, this one isn’t pierced.” Steven grinned and then slammed in hard and grabbed the professor’s legs and jackhammered his hole for a few minutes and then buried his cock in as deep as he could and pumped yet another virus filled load into the guy. Joe finally got his turn on the construction dude and slid in and completely out several times, enjoying the feeling of his PA push through the guys outer ring. The bottom was moaning in pain from Joe’s attempts at getting a new path for the bug to infect him. He continued to do it, just pulling the guy back on the sling harder and harder until he was slamming into Joe and then pushing him completely off. The moans became screams and he saw his cock start to have some red streaks on it. A few people came over to see what was happening and started to cheer Joe on. A few times he missed the hole and both of them yelled out in pain. Dennis came up behind Joe and urged him on and started to pinch his nipples. That pushed Joe over the edge and he pulled the construction worker tight against his body and started firing shots of his virally enhanced cum inside. Joe pulled out and tagged the button, looking at the picture thinking how much he wanted to fuck this sexy muscle bear again. Dennis’s thick cock wasn’t pierced, but still tortured the guys hole as he rammed in hard. He left his cock in a few seconds and adjusted his body and began his fuck. He heard whimpers that he didn’t expect from a guy like this. He pulled all the way out and drove in all the way a few times and the whimpers got louder. He did it one last time and left his cock all the way in as his cock emptied its highly toxic seed into the ravaged pussy. His hole was only empty a second before Aaron eagerly pushed his cock inside. It felt so good with all of the cum in the hole and a greedy bottom milking his cock. He knew that his cock was now coated in all of the other guy’s cum, but it was Dennis’s cum that he wanted to feel. He didn’t last long and was feeling spurts of his poz jizz mix with the other cum all fighting for the chance at infecting the bottom. When the bell finally rang, indicating the 90 minute breeding session was over, everyone had dumped at least one load and almost everyone had given them two. Several guys were on the floor lapping up the spilled cum and there were three lucky guys cleaning up the wrecked holes. After several minutes of the guys feasting on cum, one of the assistants came up and put a buttplug inside each of the bottom guests. He then helped the bottoms stand. The three were all standing next to their slings, holding on to the stand as their bodies recovered from the abuse they had just received. Each group stood behind their bottom. Only a few people took their wristbands off and joined the audience. Kyle wasn’t one of them. “Sling number one, you received 27 loads of unmedicated poz cum” the priest announced The professor removed his hood and stood there a little stunned as everyone clapped. He smiled and looked around and saw the group of his 14 gifters behind him. He spied Kyle and looked surprised and then chuckled. “Sling number two, you received 31 loads of undetectable poz cum.” Everyone clapped, but you could see the disappointment in Juan’s face. Luis nudged Kyle “I offered to give it to him, but he likes the gangbang.” “And, sling number three, you received 28 loads of unmedicated poz cum. Please remove your hood” was the announcement. The construction worker removed his hood and looked around at the group of 15 guys that had bred him and smiled. “Thank you, Sirs. I hope your efforts will succeed.” Everyone mingled and Kyle kept looking at his professor, wondering if he should say anything. He grabbed a drink from one of the waiter’s trays and went over to him. “I hope that was the outcome you were looking for” Kyle said. The professor turned and faced Kyle and said “I’m not sure what I really wanted, but It was a great experience and I’ll deal with what happens. I was very surprised to see you here, much less in my group.” “Well, I guess you now know why I was sick a few weeks ago. I really want to thank you for helping me out with the test” Kyle said. “You’re a good student and I knew you would fail the test the way you looked. The test you did take was harder than the one everyone else had and you did well. Thanks for the gift you gave me. We will see if I become poz like you. At least now I know someone I can talk to about this.” “Yeah, anything you need to know, I’ll try to help as best I can. And if you want more seed, I can give you that too” Kyle told him. The professor looked at Kyle up and down and said “Thanks, but I want to know if this evenings loads do it. It’s going to take a while for my hole to recover from the abuse those piercings gave me, but I will want to talk to you about those another time” Kyle grimaced and said “Sorry, I may have gotten carried away. I’ll talk to you later” and walked back over to Joe and Steven. The crowd started to thin and the guys were comparing their new tattoos when Joe looked at Steven and said “What the fuck were you thinking? Branding?” Steven laughed, saying “It seemed like a good idea at the time, I hate needles. Now I know better. But at least it will be different than everyone else’s.”

Part 26 - The Followup As Aaron was driving up to meet Nick on Sunday, he called him and said “I heard you used to hit the glory holes at the bookstore. How about we do it there?” Nick chuckled and said “Sure. you want to pick me up or just meet there?” “How about we meet there in a half hour. I want to suck some anon cock first” Aaron replied. “OK, I’ll see ya there” Nick said with laugh. Aaron pulled into the parking lot and walked in. He never had been here before, but quickly figured the place out. He got bought a bottle of poppers and got some tokens from the clerk and headed into the back area. There was an open area across from the four booths. A couple guys were standing back, watching who entered the booths. One guy was in his sixties, thin, bald and was stroking an average sized cock. The other guy was in his forties with a bushy beard and shaved head, a sizable gut on his large frame. Aaron saw there was a restroom behind the booths but not much else. He headed into the last booth and put in a few tokens. He selected a bareback gay porn video and took his shirt and pants off and began to stroking his cock. It was only a few minutes before someone entered the booth next to him. He looked through the glory hole and saw the bigger guy from before. He motioned for the guy to feed him his cock and the guy obliged. Aaron licked the mostly hard six inch cut cock and started to suck it down. It was definitely not fresh and Aaron tasted cum, sweat and piss at the very least. The guy was trying to fuck his mouth, but his oversized belly wouldn’t allow him to thrust all the way to the partition so he just pushed as far as he could and held it there as Aaron bobbed and sucked. It didn’t take long for Aaron to get rewarded with a mouthful of bitter cum. When the last shot went into his mouth, the guy pulled out and zipped up and was gone. Aaron leaned back and started stroking his cock again, waiting for the next guy to stick his cock through. He figured it would probably be the older guy that he saw across from the booths. It took longer than expected but finally someone came in. He looked through the glory hole and saw a guy in his mid thirties. He took his t-shirt off and unbuttoned his pants and let them fall to his ankles. He quickly checked him out, liking his jock build with a few extra pounds and some light hair on his chest that seemed to be trimmed and a small green tattoo on his arm. He put a few tokens in and heard straight porn come on the screen. Aaron motioned with his fingers and the new guy pulled his cock out of his underwear and stroked it before pushing it through the hole. Aaron licked the tip and flicked his tongue under the head of the guys cock before sucking it down. He heard a moan and the guy pushed his body flat against the wall. This cock was a lot cleaner and longer than the last and Aaron gave it better attention, not just trying to get the guy off. It didn’t matter because after several minutes of sucking the guy pulled his cock out of the hole and put his ass up. He wasn’t sure if the guy wanted him to rim him or fuck him, so he started to eat the guys nicely muscled ass. After only a minute of him tongue fucking him, the guy pulled off and said “I want your cock.” Aaron wasn’t going to give up this opportunity and stood up and pushed his cock against the spit covered hole and thrust inside. Aaron heard the guy scream out as his cock invaded tight hole. It was a quick fuck, as Aaron wanted to nut inside the guy before Nick showed up and wanted time to build up another load to breed Nick with. He pounded the guy mercilessly and then slammed in and dumped his charged seed into the anonymous cumdump on the other side of the wall. When his cock stopped spewing cum, the guy pulled off and cleaned his cock off and said “thanks, bud” before leaving the booth. Aaron scooped the cum off his cock and licked his fingers knowing that a lot more was inside they guy he just bred. He sat back again and stroked his cock, smiling. His first anon poz breeding was done. Aaron’s phone buzzed and he looked at the message “where r u” from Nick. “in booths. rt one” he replied. Someone entered the booth next to Aaron and he looked through. It was Nick. He stuck his cock through the hole and felt Nick go to work, sucking his cock. He hoped he liked the protein coating and once he had licked his cock clean, Aaron started to fuck Nick’s face on the other side of the partition. He pulled out and motioned through the hole to turn around. Nick backed his ass up to the glory hole and Aaron pounced. The spit on his cock was the only lube Nick got, Aaron’s cock ripping into his hole. Aaron heard Nick yell out and just kept plowing into his hole. He fucked hard and fast until he drove his cock deep and felt it throb as more toxic seed filled Nick’s probably pozzed hole. Monday morning, Joe, Kyle and Steven drove over to the clinic for their followup appointments. They checked in and waited for Aaron and Dennis to show up and their names to be called. Once again, Dennis and Aaron arrived together, this time Aaron was much more relaxed and even laughing with Dennis when they walked in. Joe grinned and said “It looks like you guys been have been having a good time. Are you going to share the juicy details?” Aaron burst out laughing “I really shouldn’t kiss and tell…” he started and then said “but that was too good not to.” “I’ve been fucking Nick all weekend long. I started Friday after work and kept breeding him until I went to work Saturday night. I needed a break to give him and my balls a rest, but drove back Sunday and we kept going at it. I called Dennis to take over this morning when I was empty. That fucker Nick is insatiable.” The guys laughed and patted Aaron on the back. The nurse came out and called Dennis in to the exam room to meet with the doctor. He got his vitals taken and sat in the chair waiting, wondering how he was going to tell the doctor he had no intention of starting treatment any time soon. After nearly ten minutes of staring at the walls, a new doctor came in with a folder. “Hello Dennis. I’m Dr. Simms and I’m the infectious disease specialist here. I’ll be taking over your case and treating you from now on. We have the results from the lab and it appears that you are extremely infectious. Your viral load is very high. It’s possible that its an aberration due to when the test was taken. Your CD4 counts look good, though. We’ll be taking another blood test to see if your viral load is at a more reasonable level. “ the doctor told Dennis. Dennis nodded and waited for him to continue. “I understand that you have not been refraining from sex and I need to remind you that you are very infectious at this time. We don’t want an epidemic on our hands. We already have had more people test positive for HIV this month than the rest of the year. I also understand that some people in your situation want to help others who are in need, and I commend that. We will delay any significant treatment until you are ready or your body shows signs of serious deterioration. We want you to continue a full happy life that is sexually active and rewarding.” Dennis looked perplexed. Did the doctor just tell him he knew he was pozzing neg guys and encouraged it? “Uh, I’m confused” he said. “Yes, I get that all the time. Our special case patients don’t expect us to encourage their, how should I say this… risky behavior. It’s simple - it keeps me in business and I know the satisfaction of successfully helping someone reach their goal.” Dennis couldn’t believe what he was hearing, but he liked it. “Oh, ok. This wasn’t the way I expected this conversation to go, but I’m good with it. I suppose that I should keep this confidential” Dennis replied. “Yes. We should keep all our conversations just between you and I. Now, can I ask… How many people have you helped since you were informed you were positive?” Dr. Simms asked. Dennis answered “Uh, two.” “Ah, good. Now was this by yourself or were other people assisting you?” the doctor asked. Dennis squirmed in his chair, unsure how much information like this he wanted to share and finally said “I was with other people with both of them.” The doctor smiled and said “Mmmm, very good. It helps increase the chances that you are successful at helping them that way. Now, I want you to come in for blood tests every two weeks for the first two months and then monthly after that for the first year. There will be no reason for an exam at each test. We will call you if we need to talk to you about your uh, non-treatment plan. If at any time you want to change to the full treatment, we can. It’s up to you. It would be helpful if you notified the lab tech, Tyler at your blood tests of the number of people you have assisted.” Dennis still was incredulous that the doctor was telling him that pozzing guys was good. “OK, that sounds easy enough. Can I just come in for the blood tests or do I need to make an appointment?” Dennis asked. “Just come in when you have free time and it is within a day or two of your scheduled test. Please, only see Tyler. If there is someone else in the lab, then come back another day” Dr. Simms told him. “OK, I understand.” “You can go down and get your new blood test and Tyler will show you where to wait until I am done discussing everything with your group. Remember, this is just between you and me” he said, winking at Dennis. Dennis got up and went to the lab area where Tyler was waiting for him with a big smile. “So, the doctor explained everything to you and you are ok?” he asked Dennis. “Yeah, I’m good but surprised” Dennis replied. Tyler motioned for Dennis to take a seat in the vampire’s lair and prepared to draw more blood from him. “You are part of a select group of people we do this with. I saw a lot of potential in you and your friends at the event the other night and thought that you would be good to add to our group. But, we need to keep this very quiet. You’ll get more information later.” Tyler finished taking Dennis’s blood, labeled the vials and put a bandage over the needle mark. “Follow me” Tyler said and Dennis got up and stayed a few paces behind him down a hallway and into a room with no windows. The chairs were more comfortable here and there was a station with coffee, water, fruit and pastries. “Help yourself. We treat our special patients well” Tyler said with a laugh and closed the door, leaving Dennis alone. Dennis poured himself a coffee and took a donut and sat down in a chair. The TV was playing a rather bizarre animation of what looked like sperm swimming down a tunnel and then they faded into the walls of the tunnel. Then there was a biohazard symbol covering most of the screen and then it faded to black and started over. As he was eating the last bite of his donut, Joe entered the room, escorted by Tyler. Joe was wide-eyed and was shaking his head. “You wouldn’t believe what I just heard from the doctor” Joe said. “Oh, right now I think I would believe anything” Dennis responded and added “He wants you to keep poz breeding, right?” Joe nodded and said “Yeah. How fucked up is that?” “We appear to have been chosen to be part of a group that helps chasers. Oh, and watch this weird animation on the screen” Dennis said. Joe watched it and just kept shaking his head. About that time, Steven was the next one put in the room. Once the door closed Steven said “You guys aren’t going to believe my conversation with the doctor…” Steven was interrupted by Dennis who said “Yeah, it was probably as weird as ours.” Kyle was the next one to arrive in the room and said the same thing after the door closed and the other guys just nodded. Aaron was the last to go into the exam room. The nurse took his temperature, weight, and blood pressure and then had him sit on the chair. “Please don’t pass out again” she said with a wink and Aaron blushed. “I don’t think that will be a problem this time” he told her as the door closed. He remembered only small parts of what the doctor told him the last time he was in this room. He looked around and read the posters on the wall. He wondered if the doctor would ask if he had sex with anyone since the last visit. Should he lie or tell the truth? He didn’t know what the other guys had told the doctor. Maybe they told him about the party with Nick. No, they wouldn’t do that. His mind was racing when the doctor knocked and came in. “Hello Aaron. I’m Dr. Simms and I’m the infectious disease specialist here. I’ll be taking over your case and treating you from now on. We have the results from the lab and it appears that you are pretty infectious. Your viral load is quite high. Your CD4 counts look good, however. We’ll be taking another blood test to see how your viral load is progressing“ the doctor told Aaron and he nodded. Most of this information would have been gibberish to him, but he had been reading up on HIV after he got the diagnosis. “I am concerned about the note in your file about your reaction to the news that you had tested positive for HIV, gonorrhea, and syphilis. I also see that you didn’t visit with any of our counselors here since then. I need to know that you are mentally prepared for the treatment plan that I am going to propose” the doctor told Aaron. “I knew it was a possibility and I had talked to some friends about it before my appointment, but it still was a shock. I have been talking to my friends every day since then and they have shown me that things are going to be ok, maybe even better than before. They really have helped me through it and I didn’t think I needed to talk to someone here too” Aaron replied. The doctor paused a moment and thought which direction to go - normal treatment or the special treatment. Once he decided, he said “OK, that makes some sense, since I understand that you have not been refraining from sex.” Aaron turned pale as the doctor seemed to know about at least some of his exploits. The doctor continued “You seem to be much more comfortable of your new status than I expected from reading the file. But, I need to remind you that you are very infectious at this time. We already have had more people test positive for HIV this month than the rest of the year.” “Yes, sir” Aaron said solemnly. “Aaron I also understand that some people in your situation want to help others who are in need, and I want to applaud you for that. We are going delay any significant treatment until you are ready or your body shows signs of serious deterioration. We want you to continue a full happy life that is sexually active and rewarding.” Aaron was about to nod and say “OK” but he replayed the last few sentences from the doctor in his mind. “You want me to delay treatment? And how can I help people?” Aaron asked. Dr. Simms smiled and said “I heard that you and your friends have already helped one lucky person get what he desires. Nick, was it? I understand you were the first to share your gift with him and were not selfish. We need more people like you, Aaron. So, I do not want to start you on any medication at this time. Sometime in the future, based on how your body handles the virus, we will think about it to prolong your life but you need to take advantage while you can.” Aaron this time nodded and said “OK.” He thought to himself “How did the doctor know about Nick. Did he know what he did with Nick all weekend long? Did the guys tell the doctor? Was he going to walk out and get arrested for giving Nick HIV?” He decided to say as little as possible. Just as with Dennis and everyone else, the doctor detailed a blood test regimen and told him about reporting the people he helped to Tyler. Aaron told the doctor “Thank you” and went down to get his next blood test from Tyler. Tyler drew his blood and repeated the same information he told Dennis, Joe, Steven and Kyle to Aaron. When he was done, Tyler took him down to the special waiting room and Tyler closed the door, this time with him inside. “I want to remind you guys that we need to keep this a secret. Soon, you will get more information about how you should continue to spread your gift and how we will help you. I can’t really give you any more than that right now, but soon your questions will be answered. You can now leave through the regular waiting room.” Dennis had to hurry to get to work since he had swapped shifts in order to go to the “secret meeting” they had been invited to later that night. Aaron wanted to head back to Nick’s place and spend more time filling him with cum. Joe, Kyle and Steven headed back to their apartment and then off to their classes. Joe got back from class and sat down on the couch and looked at his phone. Five hours until the mystery meeting. He looked through his email and responded to a couple possible clients. One looked very interesting, a straight but curious businessman visiting and wanting to get tied up and used. He replied asking for more details on what his ideal scene would be - safe/bb, just restrained or more of a BDSM scene, toys, cbt, fisting, and how long of a session he wanted. He was back studying when Kyle and Steven came home and they ate a light dinner, unsure of what the rest of the night would bring. They each cleaned themselves out and dressed in jeans and a tee shirt. Kyle decided to go commando, Joe had his usual jockstrap on that hadn’t been washed in weeks and Steven had a pair of boxer briefs on under his torn jeans. All three of their phones buzzed at the same time and Kyle was the first to read the message. It said “235 Industrial Drive. Door open 10:00-10:15 PM only.” They looked up the address on their phones and saw that it was in a warehouse park just outside of town. Joe said “that should take about fifteen minutes to get there. I’ll ask Dennis if he wants to ride with us. That will add five minutes or so.” Kyle and Steven nodded. Dennis told Corey that he was going out late that night. Corey kept pressing for details, since it wasn’t a time Dennis normally hooked up or went to work. Dennis made up a story about meeting Steven to tag team a new friend of his, which had bits of truth to it. When he got the message from Joe he replied “no, meet u there” to keep the story he told Corey going.

"Yeah pig, that's hot ain't it? Watching that big fucking daddy pounding his raw POZ black cock in and out of that white twink's fuckhole! So fucking perfect!" Trevor was squirming and spreading his legs wider as Daddy continued finger fucking his wet hungry pig cunt, while he stared hypnotized at the erotic dirty verbal poz fuck taking place on the screen in front of his wide dilated eyes. "Hell yes, Daddy, it's fucking hotter than anything I ever saw. And that white guy is begging his black Master for his POZ cock! I can't believe how horny it's making me!" I began twisting his nipple nearest me as I leaned in and began running my tongue sensually along his jawline and up to his ear, causing him to moan and squirm even more. "Bet you wish that was you on that couch with him instead of the white pussy boi, huh? Bet you'd love feeling that hard fat black daddy meat slamming into your pig hole balls deep again and again, wouldn't you? Feeling his hard muscled daddy's body pressed down on your back while he pistons in and out in and out? Is that what you want you horny tina loving pig bottom?", I whispered in his ear, loud enough, of course, for Daddy to hear. Trevor shuddered and groaned low in his throat. "So fucking hot, so damn fucking hot", he panted, "but, but I don't want to get pozzed. I'd love to have him fucking me and cum in me, but, oh no, I can't take poz cum!" He whipped his eyes around to look at leather Daddy and in a voice unsteady and unsure said, "I'm sorry daddy. I can't take poz cum in my ass. Can I? Oh, Daddy!", he moaned with a hunger in his voice even as he spoke the words. Daddy pressed his lips against the full wet lips of the tweaked up fuckhole on the couch between us and slid his tongue into the accepting mouth. I heard them both moan as Daddy's thick tongue began exploring Trevor's mouth. As they started making out, Daddy pulled his fingers from the cum pig's loosened wet hole and held his head gently in both hands as their kissing intensified. As soon as Daddy's fingers slipped out of Trevor's sloppy cum hole I reached into the bag of crystal, pulled out a couple of medium sized shards and used 3 of my fingers to slide them into Trevor's burning hole. His legs immediately spread wider and he moaned and bucked against Daddy as they continued making out and my fingers worked more tina into his already overloaded system. He finally pulled away from Daddy's sexy lips, panting loudly and throwing his head back. "Oh fuck yeah bro! Yeah work this pig bottom's hole over with your fingers. Feels so fucking GOOD!! Gawd I never knew, I never knew it could feel so good! My holes belong to both of you. Use it, fuck it, breed it...just don' stop! Oh please!!" As soon as he stopped talking we all heard the neg white twink in the video yell out, "Oh fuck YES Daddy! Fuck your boi's hole! Give me that big black poz cock! It feels so good....please Daddy, don't stop! Knock me up with your raw poz cock!" Trevor, lost in the sensations in his ass and the uncontrolled lust burning in his brain rolled his head back and forth moaning, "Oh yes daddy. Don't stop. Fuck me with your cock daddy. Fuck me hard with your POZ cock!" "Fuck yeah!" me and Daddy both let out together. "Hearing you say that, boi, has your daddy and pig bro so fucking hot! I know you don't want to take a poz cock and cum in your ass, but it's so damn fucking sweet hearing you beg like that! How about if we have some fun with some hot dirty verbal roleplay? Let us fuck your sweet hot pig pussy and we'll just pretend we're both poz, and you start begging us for our poz cocks and poz cum in your ass! I promise you boi, you will get fucked like you can't imagine..and I bet you'll love it to. What do you think, boi?", Daddy finished up as he leaned down and bit hard onto Trevor's pointed hairy nip and I rammed my fingers hard inside his cum coated hole. "So hot," Trevor moaned, "so fucking hot!" He raised his head up from the back of the couch and with feverish eyes full of dark need he looked at us both. "I need to get fucked. I need to be bred. Please Daddy, please bro....fuck me...fuck me with your hot POZ cocks and fill me up with your dirty toxic cum!" Hot damn! The pig was almost there! It was just a matter of time now..time and tina.

We were all laying back together on the couch, taking a much needed breather and drinking water and Gatorade to stay hydrated. Trevor had greedily taken Daddy's ass-cum-and-piss-soaked cock into his mouth as soon as Daddy had pulled out after adding his chem piss to the two loads of POZ cum in the bottom's ass. Just like the tweaked out piggy boi he was there was no hesitation when I told him to clean Daddy's cock. He quickly spun around on his knees and started lapping at Daddy's thick wet dick like a dog lapping at his own nuts! Doing so had given me a perfect view of his sweaty hairy red boihole, the lips puffy from the back to back fucks he had just received from Daddy, and trickles of cum and piss pooling at the center of those lips. I bent forward, giving in to my own piggishness, burying my face between this young boi's sweet hole and began running my tongue around his leaking pucker, tasting the combined nectar there. His natural taste mixed with Daddy's cum and piss - with which I was very familiar - made it hard to stop. But I knew I needed to let the cum soaking inside him STAY inside him and do it's work. Now as we reclined on the couch touching each other's bodies and playing with nips and balls, Daddy turned the pig bottom's attention to the big screen TV which had been playing porn the entire time. The scene that was showing was of a young blond boi about Trevor's age with 2 hard bodied and hard dicked daddys one a hairy sexy white daddy with pierced nipples and the other a gorgeous smooth black Adonis with a dick that looked to be over 9 inches, thick and hard and wet with the young guy's spit. The ebony god's cock was withdrawn from the sucking mouth as white daddy fed the boy a couple of big hits from the pipe. "Ever had a black dick, pig", Daddy asked our boi as we watched the hot scene. "Once, it's been a couple years ago", Trevor answered as he himself took a hit as he was offered a newly packed pipe. "How was it?", I asked. "Did you like it? Was he as huge as that guy in the video?" Trevor exhaled a dick hardening perfect white cloud before answering. "I loved it bro! He wasn't AS big but almost and damn fat too! He fed me two thick loads of cum before he had to leave. Tried to connect with him a couple times after that but never could." Daddy turned Trevor's face to him and shotgunned the hit he had just taken into the pig's receptive mouth. I knew that even though we were taking a break Daddy was determined to keep the pig's high constant. As Daddy pulled back from the shotgun and looked into Trevor's dark pupils he said, "Bet a big black cock like that would feel real good in your boipussy now that you know how great getting fucked can be. Don't you think so?" Trevor blew out another cloud of smoke and coughed hard. "Damn Daddy! I don't think I could take anything that big! He's so fucking HUGE!!" Daddy pressed the point, planting the idea and desire in Trevor's tina controlled mind. "But I bet you'd try, wouldn't you? If a cock like that was here and offered to you, give you some more tina, and you'd be ready to feel that big beautiful black shaft opening you up. Am I right boi?" Daddy asked with a leering grin. Trevor shuddered in a combination of desire and fear. "Maybe", he finally half whispered. Then, "Oh damn it would feel incredible I bet!" Daddy chuckled as he ran a rough fingertip across Trevor's exposed hole, making him close his eyes and moan in pleasure. "No telling what will happen this weekend, boi. Your daddy and bro want to give you so much (he gave me a knowing smirk when he said this!), and explore all your darkest hottest fantasies. Some you may not have even admitted to yourself," he finished saying as he slid his thick finger into our pig's wet warm hole. "OOOOOOOOOO, daddy. That feels so good. MMMMM. Play with your boi's hole." "I will boi. Look at that kid on the screen. He is loving that big black cock in his mouth!" Trevor opened his eyes to watch and moaned again as Daddy slid a second finger inside him. "You see that tattoo on that black fuckers belly boi? Just above his pubic hair?" Trevor fixed his eyes on the screen again as we all took in the sight of the red scorpion standing out clearly against the black skin it was painted on. "Yes, daddy, I see it", he spoke softly and hesitantly. Daddy smiled at me over Trevor's head as I moved the bag of tina shards next to him. "Do you know what it means?" he asked as he withdrew his fingers from the pig's wet hole and dipped them into the bag of tina. "Oh, Daddy! Please! Don't stop! Please put them back in me!" "I am boi. Here", and he slid his tina coated fingers back into the hungry hole, causing a loud moan of delight to escape his lips. "Oh yeah, daddy. That's it. Thank you! It's burning a little bit though, but still feels so good". "That's probably because your hole's a little tender from getting fucked the first time. Let daddy use his fingers to massage it and it'll feel real good in a minute." Daddy is such an evil fucker!! My cock was throbbing so hard! "MMM. yes, daddy. It's feeling good. It's feeling real good." "Told you boi. Trust what daddy tells you. I'm here to make you feel good. Now you didn't answer me before. Do you know what that tattoo means?" Trevor looked from Daddy's face back to the screen where now the black stud was behind the white twink lining up his bare cock with the hairless hole. "Yes, Sir. It means he's pos...positive. HIV." Trevor breathed out the last word quietly but almost reverently. "Does that scare you boi? Does it turn you on? How's it make you feel?", as he continued fucking his fingers in and out of the horned up boi's hole. Before Trevor could answer we all watched as the black toxic dick began sliding into the twink's lubed up hole. The boi in the video arched his back and cried out, "Fuck YESS!! Fuck me with that black monster Daddy! Fuck your boi with your Big Black POZ cock! Oh gawd yes....do it!!" "OH Fuck!" Trevor blurted out. "That is so damn hot! Yeah do it daddy. Fuck your boi with your big black poz cock!" Daddy rammed three fingers all the way inside Trevor's hole at these words as we both leered at each other and Trevor moaned, watching the POZ sex on the screen and feeling daddy's fingers inside him. He was talking to the black daddy on the screen caught up in the moment but we both knew he was almost ready! And daddy and I were ready to start round two!!

Forming a Control Group for Deep Penetrative Experimentation, Hard Science and the Acquisition of Developmental Materials i.e. Sperm. Lots of it. Gallons. Which is hypothetically the amount of semen my favorite uncle pumped down my throat during the period in my life I like to refer to as ''the Osh Kosh B'Gosh years.'' I loved my Uncle and he loved me like a Father loves a son upon discovering he was born with out a gag reflex. Frequently. The years flew by and I was growing like a weed and by 5th grade my nuts dropped, I got taller, my pit's stank, I started shaving my face, and I shot my very first load while watching an episode of The Wild Wild West. This was a lively topic of conversation at the barber shop when me and Uncle Clyde were getting hair cuts, I always got naked for my haircut because I loved it when The barber finishes and squirts me all over with the air hose blowing thing, the barber's name is Mac and he commented on how big I was getting, and Uncle Clyde says it's because I'm a little cum guzzler, and that eating so much of his jism is what's making me grow up so quick. Uncle Clyde was always full of schemes and theories about how "Things Worked." Time would prove him right as my developing adolescence body quickly hurdled beyond my Uncle's rather staid letch for the soft dimpled flesh of prepubescent little boys, and our physical relationship ended. It was replaced with an almost decade long mentoring process, focusing on self sufficiency and Fire Fox era survival skills which included getting my first job at a gas station owned by a man my Uncle knew. Though young and completely unaware of the Scientific Method, I some how managed to take part in my Uncle's still nascent theory of jizz accelerated adolescent development in a perfect environment, a living laboratory, CB's Gas Station. At an age when friends were just starting to experiment touching each other's pee-pees, I was eagerly performing the sort of sexual acts one would hesitate to ask of a professional. CB was a Viet Nam war vet, a biker, a cock sucker of renowned skill, and was so good at eating ass I saw a straight guy pay him 20 bucks for a five minute face ride. Between CB's spill over, the used tire sex maze behind the gas station, and a carefully hand bored gloryhole I made myself at a near by Farmer's Market men's room, I quickly earned a reputation as a hot, horned up, bouncy little fucker with few limits and easier to make than Jell-O. I can only conclude my rather heroic intake of spunk during my formative years facilitated a marked advance in my physiological development and growth, leaving me a fully formed, big dicked, hairy, rope shooting adult at a shockingly ridiculous young age . This one singular incidence, though intriguing, is antidotal and speculative at best, Scientific Authority can only be achieved, when the outcome of an experiment has both repeatability and reproducibility. At this point in time more research and experimentation is definitely and eagerly required.

Mr. Thomas and I were waiting in line at the Airport. Ever since I had burned my bridges with my family (whom I never saw again), it was as the my body had been infected with an infinite aphrodisiac. I couldn't stop thinking of cock. Underneath my shorts my own penis swelled at the thought of being pumped full of Mr. Thomas' cock. And my dick poked against the insides of my panties. I had been told to wear these the whole day which was no problem since they felt wonderful and made me feel very womanly and bitch like. My older lover and I were holding hands, I glanced up at him and blushed. He knew what that meant. After we got our tickets and were told which terminal to wait in, we quickly found a bathroom. Now this was at around 11 a.m. so the airport was bustling and the bathroom which had 5 urinals and 3 stalls was also a little busy with a few men in suits and a boy around my age. We didn't really care though, as we both shuffled into the handicap stall I was sure the young man saw us. After locking the door to the stall, I walked to the back wall with the railing. I undid my jeans and pulled down my panties and exposed my ass. I then parted my cheeks and as my rosebud waited hungrily for the giant cock of my man, I noticed the stall next to us had become occupied. Mr. Thomas pulled out his dick without even undoing his belt, he simply pulled it through the part in his boxers and through his fly. Without any lube or even a courtesy spit he pushed it into me. This was how I liked it. Too often a lot lube ruins the sensation of having a man's penis pushing through your anus. In one solid motion my asshole had guzzled down half his considerable length. I let out a high pitched groan and heard some fumbling from the stall next to us. Mr. Thomas then began pumping his dick into my hot now wet hole. It was as though, like a woman's sexual organ, when my asshole was horny it secreted it's own liquids to accept a man's sexual organ. I loved thinking of my asshole as a pussy. Even though I had by now forgone any attraction to a woman or her body, thinking of my self as one however, truly heightened my mood. So as I took my man's ferocious assault of my anus and rectum and pushed my butt against him as to say I was ready for his seed. He went faster and faster and deeper and we now making noticeable sounds from our grunts and from my asshole spasming and letting out queef like sounds. I thought I could hear someone say "Oh my fucking god" and a "What the hell" from guys in the bathroom. But not from the stall next to us. In fact now that I cared to look over but there was a 1 inch part in the walls of the stall between ours and the next over and I now saw the sure outline of an iPhone with a red light blinking at the top. We were being filmed. "i'm about ready, cunt" Mr. Thomas grunted, "Let's give this boy a show" Mr. Thomas obviously also noticed the boy filming us. "I'm going to plaster your face with my sperm baby" At once his ripped his penis out of my hole and as it exited me I felt a great and sad emptiness in my slutty hole. A bubbling and sexual sound echoed in the bathroom as my asshole said goodbye to it's true love. Instinctively I turned around and planted my self on my knees and open my mouth wide. He plopped his gooey and smelly 10 inch member upon my welcoming face. And pressed down on top of it with his strong hands. Feeling it spasm I stuck out my tongue which is immediately used as a cushion for his swollen cock head. Then it happens. A cups worth of semen drown my tongue and flooded my mouth. I swallowed all of it. "Everyone on Facebook is going to see this Ian" the boy outside the stall chuckled cock ooze sticking to my mouth as Mr. Thomas pulled it out of my mouth and tucked it into his pants. "Thanks kid, now this slut has no chance of turning back " He chuckled too. I wiped up my face with some toilet paper and as the paparazzi want to be left I saw through the gaps in the stall it was definitely Ron Gambsee. A classmate of mine. There really was no going back to my old life. I was then more scared than I had ever been before. But excitement and the spirit of adventure sprung up in me from a tiny point. We boarded the plane, my face sticky with dried sex. Three Weeks Later I still couldn't get over him saying that. He congratulated that kid for filming us have sex. The kid probably thought he was ruining my life and probably gets off from it. And my Mr. Thomas likes it?! Don't get me wrong I am glad it was filmed. But I was hoping Mr. Thomas would kick the kid's ass or something for disrespecting his boy. But I suppose that's just my romantic side wishing that. Since coming to San Fran I was given a few rules from Mr. Thomas: 1. I am never to masturbate. 2. He will never again touch my cock with his hands or jerk it for me. 3 The only way I am allowed to cum is from my ass or mouth being fucked or played with, and even then only when told I'm allowed to. The third rule was always hard. Not because it made it hard to cum, I always could. The problem is being able to not cum untill he says it's okay. We stayed in a decent hotel that had a pool. But nothing fancy. It wasn't far from the gay area of the city. Mr. J worked long hours typically 10 am to 8 pm or so. Every night when he would come home he'd fuck me, and then a few hours later I'd have to blow him as a goodnight kiss sort of thing. During his work hours, and partly because I couldn't masturbate and was always horny. I'd look at filthy gay and tranny porn and read erotic stories. I ate almost nothing but protein and veggies and sometimes rice. I was losing a lot of my former jock life's muscle and I was slimming down gradually. Mr. Johnson said he wants me to not be muscular but toned and skinny. So I started going to the gym a few times a week and ran mostly with a little bit of muscle toning and a little tanning. One night after I was done at the gym and impulsively got a mani and a pedi. I also got my nails painted just for fun. Violet. When he got home and saw how I looked he tore into me and pounded me harder than he had in a long time. As I was on my back, ass up in the air as he held my legs he pulled is dick out to look at my pussy. He sucked a bit on my toes and said " You like looking like a bitch huh, I'm glad" He rammed his mass back down my hole. "I've been waiting for you to start acting more yourself. How about I give you a thousand bucks and tomorrow you go to Sal's and get yourself some sissy girl clothes" I replied eagerly "Yes sir!" He started really going at me and when he made sure he was all the way into the hilt he let out a loud groan and bred me so deep. The next day I went to this Sal's place thinking how am I going to tell the attendant I need woman's clothing and lingerie sized to me? It's going to be so embarrassing! Even in san fran! As I walked in a shorter middle age man who was flamboyantly dressed greets me. " Hi I'm looking to buy some clothes...." I stuttered a bit as I spoke. "OH! You must be Isabe!, Ryan Thomas sent you yes!?" He said with a lisp. Well actually my name is Ian but yes Ryan Thomas is my umm, er...." I stalled, not knowing what he actually officially was to me and just realizing it now. "He is your bull, and you are his faggot, and I was told to call you Isabel. And to refuse service to you if you didn't admit to that name being your own." He declared, suddenly forceful. I gave in, my face red and a couple women shoppers now noticing. "I-I'm Isabel, and I need you to help me look like a slutty lady for my man" Sal giggled. Very good my dear. Come this way.... We walked into a backroom and suddenly a cloth went over my face and it smelled funny. I woke up a while later trapped in some kind of sling. I was totally naked and I could see myself in the mirrors that covered the walls of the small windowless room. It was dimly lit with lamps enough that I could see quite well but it seemed to be for mood as I also smelled sweet perfume and felt some lubricant like substance in my ass. My feet were raised over my head and wide apart. My arms were suspended outwards from my torso. My back and head were supported with a thin hammock like thing that was part of the rest of the system of smooth ropes. I panicked. I looked at the wall facing my exposed bottom. My asshole looked so slutty. I keep it tight with clenching excersies but it loosens up so easily when it needs to. Right now I found it was puckering up uncontrollably. "Oh good you're awake" Sal entered the room through a door that was behind me. "What's going on here, I thought you were a friend of Mr. Thomas'!" I yelped. "Easy now dear Isabel. This has been arranged by your "Mr. Thomas". He feels bad he isn't home for you very much but regrets to tell you that he has grown tired of you... Now as I realized I was totally fucked. I still quite couldn't get over my own hornyness, ever since I had seen my own ass in the reflection. But still It was terrifying to hear about Mr. Thomas' apparent deception, I didn't know at that time if I believed him, I mean it could just be an S and M bondage type thing Mr. Thomas had set up or maybe he didn't. My mind was perplexed. "Just w-what exactly have you "arranged"". "Hahaha well a sight is worth more than a few words" He snapped his fingers. Two large men walked in the room and walked over to me, one stood near my cocked back head and the other positioned himself close to my exposed boy hole. Through all the reflections in the mirrors I saw them whip out their dicks. Each of them had large throbbing members. The gentlemen by my head was white, in his 30's or 40's, had good physique and had a thick brown hair crowned cock that was at least 8 inches cut. The stud between my legs was black and i couldn't make out where his dick ended but I saw where it began and it's girth was bigger than a soda can, even bigger than Mr. Johnson's. All of the sudden cock was shoved into my mouth and I eagerly accepted it. There was an odor to it, and I could tell this man hadn't showered in a day likely. The smell was intense, and made my head dizzy. The cock head was large enough to stretch my throat after it got that far. I loved the feeling of a man's penis taking up my whole mouth and using it as a pussy. He began humping my face. I had sucked Mr. Johnson so much that my mouth as almost as much an expert as my ass at taking cock. Speaking of which all the while the black dude was fondling my ass cheeks. He began working his fingers into my hole. As he did he spit on my asshole. Which was now puckered up and ready to go. He chuckled; "This kids a total slut!, I'm going to ruin this hole so bad he won't be able to go a day without a cock in there!" And with that he started working his huge cock into my ass. It was so massive and wide. But it was hard to think about the pain as my throat was being tormented by a man's member as well. I could feel it pulsating in my mouth. The dick going into my ass slowly glid up my rectum until it was fully entrenched within me. It wasn't as long as I thought it would be but the girth made my ass lips cringe and then suckle upon the cock's mass. Now he started humping me, not gently at all. He just went full boar immediately. Now I was fulfilling one of my greatest fantasies! To be double fucked in my mouth and ass like a real faggot! I was loving this. There was no fear anymore, I would eagerly accept whatever trials awaited me in this new life, presumably without Mr. Johnson. Thick white smelly semen filled my mouth while the man still fucked it. My asshole was now completely orgasming around the black stud's cock. "This ass is incredible, I'm about to cum already!" He said and he flooded my ass with his sperm. I was bred from head to butt. Little did I know it was about to get far worse. (or better)

The next couple of weeks became a blur. Between packing up our dorm room and preparing for finals, Matt and the college agreed a settlement date that fell in the week after finals, so we could get in and start whatever work we had to do to get the houses ready for occupancy. He also used his charm to get our friends to volunteer their time and muscles to complete the tasks. Finals week rolled around and we were all busy trying to pull out the best grades we could from each of our courses. Matt managed to accelerate two of the settlement dates with the result that he took possession of two of the properties during finals week, and he even managed to schedule a party at one of them on the Saturday after finals. Toby, although busy studying for his test and preparing final papers for his classes, managed to help arrange the party and the invitation list. Pete secured a moving van for Friday and we got most of our belongings packed up and ready to go. Matt came over after his finals on Thursday to say he was done for the semester and offered to help us with anything that still needed attention. I had one final left in the morning, and was tired of studying, so I wagged my cock at him and told him he could start with the draining of my heavy balls. He wasted no time and was soon between my legs, sucking down my hard cock. The pressure and tension of the last few weeks of the semester flowed-down his throat, along with my toxic precum. As Matt slurped down my leaking cock, Pete and Toby showed up, back from their finals. Pete, needing to relieve some tension, knelt behind Matt and began rimming his sweet naked pucker, as Toby slid down his shorts and fed me his swelling cock. The taste of Toby’s sweet negative nectar drove me wild as I lifted Matt's head from my cock and positioned Toby’s ass over my fuck stick. Just as Pete slid his cock balls-deep into Matt, Toby sank down onto me, so I was fucking Pete’s boy as Pete fucked me. Given our frantic schedules during the past week or so, it had been several days since any of us had had any sex, so we were rutting like animals. I drove my cock into Toby like a jackhammer, with the result I soon shot a load deep into Toby’s gut. I continued pounding his hole 'til a second toxic load exploded from my cock, to join the first. Pete's orgasm wasn't far behind soon enough he filled Matt’s hole with his massive load. We all collapsed in a pile on my bunk, sated for the moment. As we began to regain our strength and Toby slowly slid off my softening cock, Toby mentioned that he had heard from Jerald that the study had been renewed for fall semester, and that Jerald would be stopping by later. As Pete and Toby cuddled at the foot of my bed, Matt got up and came over to me at the top of the bed and hugged and kissed me. Matt let us know that things were progressing nicely on the last house and he expected to take possession on Monday, adding that he would pick me up on Friday after my final to take me to the party house, so we could see what we needed to do before the party on Saturday. We chatted for a while and then we all headed down to the showers to clean-up before dinner. Matt turned-on the water and adjusted the temperature as I hung up my towel and joined him. My cock expanded again at the sight of my hot lover who was also getting a hard-on as the stream of hot water poured over him. I laughed and offered to wash his back. Needless to say, by the time Pete and Toby entered the shower room, we were hot and heavy in a make-out session under the shower session, our hard cocks in a session of sword play. Pete and Toby once again joined in and this time I ended-up flip-fucking Pete while Matt sank his cock into Toby. There is nothing better than having sex in the showers to relieve some tension from a long week of finals. We all went over to the dining hall after getting dressed and had our last dinner in the commons. Matt invited us over to the gated house for dessert, saying he had something to show us at our soon-to-be-new residence. We finished our meal and headed over to the house, walking the 15 minutes at a good pace. When we arrived at the gate Toby punched in the code and the gate swung back to allow us entry. “So you guys want a tour of the place first or you want to see my surprise?” Matt asked. The three of us indicated opted to see what deep secret Matt had waiting for us. He took us towards and behind the garage, which was the rear of the property, where, upon rounding the corner of the garage, we found a medium sized motor-home. Gesturing at the motor-home, Matt said “Well boys, take a look at your new home while work is being done on the house" and with a flourish he opened the door of the rig and invited us to come on in. Pete was the first to rush inside, followed closely by Toby. By the time I entered with Matt on my tail Pete and Toby were on the couch making out. Matt and I laughed saying “There’s no place you guys won’t fuck, is there?” And with that Matt and I continued on to the rear of the vehicle and entered the bedroom portion of the rolling structure. It had a nice king sized bed which afforded ample room to play around. I went over and sat on the edge of the bed and Matt walked up to me. I hugged him, then undid his pants and pulled out his cock and kissed the head before enveloping it with my mouth. Matt began moaning as I expertly blew him, working my tongue into his piss slit, and squeezing his sweet ass checks in my hands. I began fingering his hole and he shot a load down my throat, in my mouth and across my lips and face. As I was licking the cum off his face and snowballing his cum back to him, Pete and Toby came into the room. “So, I thought you were going to show us the house” Pete remarked. I put Matt's cock away and he zipped-up his trousers, adjusting his tool into a comfortable position, and then took us into the house. I understood why he thought we needed the motor-home for temporary housing. The house itself was a mess - not just dirty, but really run down and kind of gross. The house had certainly had potential, but in its current condition it was not livable. Matt went over what he thought needed to be done and what plans he had made for the renovations. By the time we finished the tour and headed back to the dorms, it was getting late and we were all ready to crash. We entered our room and, as Pete and Toby began to fool around on Pete’s bed, Matt undressed me. I laid down naked on my bed and Matt removed his remaining clothes and laid down beside me, we spooned until I fell asleep. I assume Matt soon fell fast asleep himself, and Toby and Pete were right behind us. The next morning I got dressed and went over my notes for my final. Pete and Toby had arisen early so that they could pick up the van. Matt lay in bed smiling at me as I packed my backpack with extra pencils and paper and went to take down the message board on the door, finding a note from Jerald that read “Hey guys, sorry I missed you. Give me a call.” I looked at Matt and grinned, saying “Oops, we got so caught up in the tour last night we forgot Jerald was coming over.” Matt laughed and said he would call him while I was at my final. He kissed me passionately then slapped me on the ass, telling me to get to my class and do well on the test. The final went well and I returned to the dorm room to find it bare and almost looking sterile, as Matt, Pete, and Toby had moved everything out while I was in class. I was a bit sad, but also excited that this chapter of my college life was closing, just as another began. I was about to text Matt to find out where everyone was, when Jerald knocked on the open door, “Hey dude, Matt sent me to get you. The guys are over unloading the van at the house." I grabbed my back pack and followed Jerald down the corridor and out of the building, talking as we made the short walk over to the house. Jerald told me he thought he might have come down with the fuck flu the previous week, but he was feeling better now. I gave him a light punch to the shoulder and welcomed him to the club. We got to the gates and I punched in the code which unlocked the entrance. As we walked-up the drive way, we saw the guys unloading contents of the van into the garage. I walked Jerald to the 'love shack', as we had christened the motor home, and upon entering I offered him a cold beer from the refrigerator, which, I noticed, was well stocked. About then Matt came in, and giving me a hug and a kiss, he asked “How’d the final go?” I responded saying I was confident it went well. Matt went over to Jerald, hugged him, thanking him for coming to get me. Then Matt took Jerald by the hand, and gesturing for me to accompany them, the three of us moved into the bedroom, where, following Matt's lead, we undressed Jerald, dropped our own clothing, and soon enough Jerald was on the bed with one of our cocks in either end. We took turns feeding him our cocks and sliding them up his rear entrance, turning him into a cum-lusting pig. I was about to dump my load in his guts when Pete walked in and joined me, where, after some jostling, he was able to shove his cock in next to mine, stretching Jerald’s hole. That sent me over the edge and I blasted my cum deep in Jerald's ass, which triggered Pete to do the same. As we withdrew our cocks, cum oozed from Jerald's well used hole. Not to be left out, Matt came around, stuffed his cock in, and in no time added his spooge to the mixture. We cleaned-up and Pete and Jerald went to pick up the kegs for next day's party. Meanwhile Matt and I walked over to the party house, which was a few blocks away. The house was in better shape than the gated house, needing essentially only a coat of paint before it could be rented-out. Thoughtfully, Toby had picked-up some couches, tables and chairs so our guests would be comfortable. As matt and I toured the house, I noticed there seemed to be (at least) a couch or bed in each room and in one room were two pairs of slings set-up in the center of the room. I looked at Matt, but he simply grinned and then began undressing me, positioning me in the sling. Although we had just finished playing with Jerald, Matt was apparently ready to go again, once he saw me naked, laying in the sling, ass positioned to take his cock. He slid in easily and worked his tool into my hole, telling me how hot I looked and how he was going to plant his toxic seed in my ass. About ten minutes later he was still talking dirty to me and pumping in and out, when someone behind us coughed. It was a couple of the guys Toby had asked to come over to decorate for the party. Each had pulled-out his hard cock, and was vigorously stroking, Matt smiled at them and gestured to see if either wanted to take his place in my hole. The older of the two, maybe mid-twenties, stepped up and slid in as Matt pulled out. The younger guy, who was about our age, slipped out of his clothing and climbed into the other sling. Matt apparently knew a good thing when he saw it, 'cause he spat on the guy's crack and started working his cock into the newcomer's hole. The slings were positioned side-by-side, but head to toe, so I could watch as Matt plowed the boy and he could watch his buddy pound me. The rattling of the chains masked the fact that we were now joined by Pete and Jerald as well as Toby and six or so other college studs. It looked like the cleaning/decorating gang would be doing a little gang banging first. For the next couple hours we fucked and sucked the dozen or so guys who had arrived to help get ready for the party. I ended up with four or five loads up my boy cunt and dropped a couple loads into a hot 19 year old who just couldn't get enough. We did eventually get the house cleaned up and decorated for the party, but it was quite late when we finally locked up the house and walked home to 'the love shack'.

Matt met me beside the car in the lot and just smiled at me, I walked over to him and planted a big kiss on his lips and unlocked his door and opened it for him. I went around to the driver’s side and got in , we drove home in silence but managed a long make out session in the residents hall parking lot before saying goodnight and going to our respective dorms. I wanted Matt so badly but my roommate would be asleep and I didn’t want to wake him. My roommate knew I was gay and he was ok with it and a couple times had me blow him when he was drunk but that was as far as I was willing to take out relationship, didn’t want to spoil the friendship. I got back to my room and sure enough Pete was asleep after all it was 3 in the morning and we had class in 4 hours. I was still keyed up with the evening’s event so I stripped down to my shorts and lay back on my bunk. I must have been more tired than I thought because then next thing I knew Pete was shaking me awake saying we had Physics Lab in half an hour. I jumped out of my bed and rushed down the hall to get a quick shower in before class, I must have stunk of man sex. I turned on the water and hung up my towel then removed my boxers when I noticed a stain on the back a mixture of blood and dried up cum, I reached back and realized the butt plug was still wedged up inside my hole doing its job of holding in the numerous loads from the night before. I hung up my shorts so that no one could see the stain and stepped into the shower, I reached back and began to remove the plug, it was really stuck in my hole and hurt like hell, I didn’t have time to try to remove it and it was pretty secure so I just quickly soaped up the rest of my body and rinsed off the man scents of last night. I wrapped the towel around my naked body and rushed back to my room and pulled on my jeans and a tee shirt, grabbed my book bag and headed out to class. It was hard not to squirm while sitting on the hard metal stools in class and doing the assigned labs, Pete came over near the end to see my progress and to ask me a few questions about my interpretation of the assignment. After class we parted and Pete asked me to meet him for lunch in an hour and a half, I agreed and went to my acting class, something was bugging Pete and I could tell, My stage direction class was intense and exhausting , as if I wasn’t tired enough as it was. I meet Pete at the Commons for lunch and after getting our food we found a table in a quiet corner, Pete asked about my evening and about Matt and if I was serious about Him. I told him I wasn’t sure about Matt, we were getting to close friends and all, Pete said he thought Matt was falling for me and that he had heard rumors about the “survey we were taking part in”. I asked him what rumors he had heard and he told me that he heard it was just some perverted grad student wanting to make porno videos of guys having a gang bang. I laughed at him and said “what you want to take part” he just looked at me and replied “Maybe”, I looked at Pete Dumbstruck just as Matt came over to sit with us. Matt came up to the table set down his food and hugged me from behind. The rest of our lunch was spent in silence, no one wanting to mention either last night or the bomb of what Pete had just implied. As we finished I got an Idea and asked Pete and Matt to join me in our dorm room. We walked back to the room just exchanging small talk and a few buddy slaps along the way. Upon entering the room I asked Pete to lock the door. He did and as he turned around he saw Matt and I passionately kissing and caressing each other. I broke off the embrace and said “ok guys here’s the scoop, I need your help with a little problem”, with that I unbuttoned my jeans and let them drop to my thighs my ridged cock poking straight up. Matts mouth began to water and Pete’s eyes were glued to my cock “ oh not that” As I turned around and bent over to reveal the base of the butt plug tight against my ass crack. Pete started to laugh and Matt said maybe we should go down to the Handicap rest room and work this problem out. Pete chuckled at the pun and I pulled up my pants again as Matt reached into my night side table and removed a couple items. We walked down the hall and Matt looked down the halls in all directions. Pete opened the door and slipped in with me and Matt close behind. Pete locked the door and asked me to strip. I kicked off my pants as Matt helped me remove my shirt. I suddenly stopped them and asked why I had to remove my shirt Pete just tweaked my nipples and said “easy access” after which he started sucking on my nipple. Matt helped me remove my shoes and socks before starting to undress himself. Pete pulled off my nipple and followed suit, I asked why they were getting undressed and they said this could be messy business. Mat explained he removed his but plug this morning and it was a bit dirty and I had mine in 4 or more hours longer so who knows what is behind the plug. The Handicap rest room also doubled as a shower and changing room so Matt neatly folded our clothes and placed them on the shelf in the room then had me kneel on the bench in the shower where he started a warm stream to gently start spraying from the hand held nozzle. Pete walked around me and presented his rock hard cock to my lips and I began sucking on his shaft. He whispered he wasn’t drunk this time, as Matt ran a stream of water over my hole and began working his fingers around the base of the plug. He tried moving it but the pain was intense and a whimpered for him to stop. He walked over to the shelf and removed something’s from his pants. He came over and gave me a large huff from the little brown bottle; the intoxicating vapor soon had me relaxing as he squirted something on his fingers, he then began massaging in the lube between the base of the plug and my tender ass muscles. Pete gave me another hit from the poppers and I went reeling off again as my ass began to loosen up Matt was able to begin extracting the plug from its confines. He just started to remove it when my ass sucked it back in I had Pete’s cock buried in my throat and the plug deep in my hole I was a happy little slut. Mat started working the plug in and out as Pete kept feeding me hits of the poppers I was flying low and in total lust. Last night had released a beast, Finally Mat pulled out the plug and a stream of cum and Blood and shit plopped on the floor my hole was free from the device but now felt empty gaping to be filled again. Matt took the shower nozzle off and pointed the naked hose directly at my gaping hole and shot water into my rectum filling me with a warm stream of water, rinsing out the remnants of last night he hosed down the tile and rinsed down the muck into the drain. Pete pulled his cock from my mouth and stepped behind me and shoved his cock in and began fucking my ass with the douche still inside to splash around his cock he pumped about 5 minutes then held his cock deep in my bowels, he wasn’t Cuming but I felt a new sensation as he let his bladder empty into my well soaked guts I could feel him fill up my inner ring with piss then he began pushing in and out again as his cock increased in size once more fucking my pissy hole and filling me with more cum he shot deep inside me then gently pulled out as I was about to explode Matt then entered me for a quick fuck and shot his load in as well. They both held onto me as the helped me to the toilet and sat me down. The feed me their cocks to clean off and they tasted like ass and cum and a new taste to me piss. They both took a communal shower as I expelled the douche and piss and cum from my well used hole. I then showered to wash the funk off of me and we all got dressed. Matt unlocked the door and exited the restroom; he then knocked three times to let us know it was safe to come out. We walked back to our room and Pete started asking questions about last night. Once in the room Matt and I explained to him that we signed a confidentiality agreement and couldn’t tell him more, he would have to apply himself to the survey to become a participant. Pete rushed over to his computer and pulled up CL and responded to the most recent ad for participants. There had been maybe 50 to 75 guys at the last “party” and I had taken about 2 dozen loads, I was starting to regret having gone when a new E-mail showed up in my box. It thanked me for my participation and suggested 3 different party dates in the near future and asked if I would like to continue with my participation. It then listed a couple of people who had already said yes and on which dates they would be participating, I noticed that one of the guys who had left me their e-mail on their band was attending two of the three parties and I was like hell yeah I’m going to those parties. They were all about a week or two away so I put them on my calendar and thought I’d email a couple of the guys in the meantime. The cute twink responded quickly and said he was having a little get together that weekend and wanted to know if I had any other gifted friends I would like to bring along. I responded back that I would love to cum to his party and bring my roommate and a couple of his friends. After sitting down and talking to Pete found out I wasn’t the only one who had been giving him head but had a small group of buddies who he regularly fooled around with. So I thought he could invite them as well. Classes were long and boring for the most part as I was looking forward to the party this weekend and my mind was just going through the paces until then. Friday arrived and Matt, Pete and I along with five of Pete’s friends headed over to a house just off campus on the fringe as the locals would say, as it was just outside of campus security jurisdiction. It was a ample sized house with an extra-large backyard complete with pool. Our host greeted us at the door and gave us all a huge kiss and thanked us for coming, he explained that this was a sleep over party and once we entered we would be there till about noon the next day, I had nothing planned so I was fine with that and so were my companions. He said that to make ourselves feel at home and lead us into an inner hallway where there were lockers provided for anything we might want to put in them as the evening progressed. He then left us to navigate around ourselves. Matt and I wandered around and found guys in all states of Undress from just having their shirts off to full out nude and making whoopee. We were offered many forms of drink and smoke and within 20 minutes of arriving found ourselves feeling pretty good and rather horny. The night went on as we managed to make our way back to the inner hallway we each found a locker and shucked all our clothes and placed them inside then took the keys and slid the elastic bands on our arms. We mingled and got fondled and sucked and found quite a few guys willing to fuck. Being a pretty much college party the average age was about 22 with quite a few twinks to satisfy my taste and a few daddies sprinkled in to fuel my appetite. Our host it turned out was just 18 and my friends found him most accommodating especially when he slipped into the sling for a center stage gang fuck he was taking all cummers and was covered in spunk by the time he let someone else take his place. I found Pete and he had started to explore his sexual side with vigor and spunk. He said he was going to be next in the sling. I had gotten so used to bare backing that it took me until the next morning that there was no condoms anywhere not even used ones and that everyone was fucking bare. I had about 12 loads oozing out of my hole and had planted at least 5 by the time the sun rose I was drunk on cum and poppers and my cock was beginning to take more time to recover, when I came across a hot guy 20 and built like a god , although I had just dumped a load in another twink I was in lust as he sauntered up to me took me in his arms and plied me with kisses I was instantly hard his long cock snaking between my thighs found its target as he lifted first my right leg up his cock slid into my awaiting hole as I slid down he lifted my left leg up and around his torso, my entire weight supported by his cock and my arms around his neck. He bounced me up and down his shaft as he plunged into depth that I had never known he was fully in me and we were kissing as I felt the warm flow of liquid above my second ring, he continued to piss into my intestines for what seemed like an eternity as I felt his stiff cock soften in my ass he began to pump me again thus making him full hard again and he fucked my hole my sphincter grasping fast on his shaft as it went in and out of my hole he laid me back on a lounge chair and preceded to pummel my ass from above. I looked up at his smiling eyes and my hard dick pointing down at my face as he had me on my shouldered bent over almost enough to suck my own cock he reached down and stretched my cock down as I tasted my sweet precum dripping from my cock I stuck out my tongue and licked the head. I felt like I had to both cum and piss at the same time someone placed a bottle of poppers under my nose and I bent my head up a bit and took my cock in my own mouth and began sucking then I pissed into my own mouth locking my lips around the head I didn’t spill a drop I drank my own piss and it was acrid but sweet on my tongue. My pissing must have sent shock waves through my ass and began milking the cum from this Adonis as he began shooting his load deep inside my full cavity. HE left me feeling spent and energized my hole dripping cum and piss. Matt found me slumped over the lounge chair and smiled he said Pete had just taken on this really hot stud while in the sling and that the stud had pissed all over Pete. Morning had appeared and Breakfast had magically appeared in the dining room as the guest began filling up on pastries and juice refueling for a hot day of sex and swimming and more sex. I managed four more loads into various twinks and a daddy or two. I was ready to have a relaxing lay by the pool when Pete showed up and plopped down on the lounge beside me. Just looked at me for a second then planted a deep kiss on my lips I could taste the cum and piss and ass on his tongue “thank you for bringing me out and teaching me that gay sex isn’t dirty but it’s hot and exciting” I smiled and laughed. He then told me he got a invite to the survey and would be going later in the week I told him have a good time. The party ended shortly after noon and we walked back to the residents halls and all collapsed in Pete and my room I fell asleep wedged between Matt and one of Pete’s friends and Pete had two on his bunk as well and the rest were crashed in a heap on the floor between us. In all it was a good Saturday so far. To be continued -return trip to the survey

Drugged and Forced to be a Male Prostitute (Part 3) “OK boys, Tyler has your work assignments for the night. Remember, cash up front and we know how much you will be getting for each of your John’s.” The boys left the room leaving Kyle on his knees in front of Rickey. “We need to get you ready for the party tomorrow night. Your ass will bring a nice price with you being fresh meat.” Tyler came up stairs after giving the working boys their assignments for the night. They then took Kyle into one of the bedroom that they used as their party room. This room was well equipped with a couple slings and a fuck bench. Along one wall were a number of dildos of various shapes and sizes and an assortment of butt plugs. The opposite wall had ropes, chains and other restraints some of which Kyle had never seen before. There were a couple of flat panel TV’s hanging in two of the corner’s of the room playing bareback porn. They put Kyle in the sling and placed his wrists and ankles in restraints. He had a perfect view of the TV’s from where he lay. Rickey told him, “You’ll spend the rest of the night here watching porn. The hunger to be fucked will grow in side you all night until you beg to be fucked. Then you will be left here long after that point to think about your purpose here and how you will serve us.” Kyle was given a small slam. Kyle felt a hunger and a need to be fucked at any end. All he knew was that he needed cock in side him as he watches the porn on the screen. He noticed that the guys getting fucked in the porn looked familiar. Then he recognized them as Jim, Bob and David. Every hour either Rickey or Tyler came into the room and gave Kyle some G laced water to drink and a small slam to keep the hunger of being fucked within him. After almost 6 hours of mini-slams and G Kyle was begging to be fucked. When the roommates came in to give Kyle his next “dose” they knew he was almost theirs. They ignored him as he drank down the water and took his slam without protest. After the roommates left the teen Rickey commented, “It won’t be long until he is hooked on meth.” Tyler added, “Yeah, and raw cock and cum.” The roommate continued to give Kyle the same doses over the entire night and as daylight began to fill the apartment they entered the room to find a docile boy ready to submit. Kyle pleaded, “Please, I need to be fucked. I can’t take it any more. I need cock in me. I need to suck cock.” Rickey asked, “Kyle are you ready to go to work for us?” Kyle didn’t even hesitate, “Yes sir, I will work for you as long as I get fucked right now.” Tyler said, “Very well then.” Rickey pulled a very large dildo off the wall, “If you can take this down to the base we will let you out of the sling to rest up for tonight’s festivities.” The dildo was a horse cock dildo, 13” long and 8” around. “Please give it to me.” Rickey and Tyler began to apply generous amounts of Crisco to the dildo and Kyle’s ass. Tyler commented on how loose Kyle’s hole felt and that this might not be much of a challenge. The tip slipped in easily, but then they had some resistance as the dildo began to slide in side Kyle’s hole. Rickey and Tyler were experienced enough to manage this resistance and put a bottle of poppers beneath Kyle’s nose telling him to breath in deep. As the poppers took effect the resistance faded and before they knew it, half of it was in side the teen. Now they had the internal ring to negotiate. Again they gave Kyle the poppers as the dildo was turned and wiggled past the internal ring. It took some doing but it finally “popped” through and after a good 45 minutes of work the dildo was down to the base. The roommates fucked the teen with this dildo for a good 10 minutes insuring that his in sides were opening up. Rickey praised his new working boy, “Very good Kyle. Now you’re ready for a fist.” In his drugged up hazed he was a little perplexed. He thought to himself, ‘A fist? Why the hell would anyone want a fist put into their ass?’ Before he knew what was happening the dildo was quickly pulled from his hole. He felt so empty, still having a need to be filled. Tyler began to finger Kyle’s loose and sloppy hole. And before Kyle knew what was going on, he had Tyler’s fist inside his rectum. He felt full again, but he had no clue as to how full he’d get as Tyler began to work his fist deeper in side his hole. Kyle had no view to see what was going on until he realized that the activities were on the TV screen above them. He watched with disbelief as Tyler’s forearm sunk into him down to the elbow. Rickey let Kyle know, “We’ve always needed a special boy for some of our special clients. I think you will work out well.” Kyle leaned his head back and enjoyed the fisting he was getting. Then Tyler pulled his fist from Kyle’s hole and his restraints were untied from the chains. They took Kyle to an open space on the floor and attached his ankles and wrists together. His ankles were attached to the floor and his wrists were attached to a rope suspended from a beam over head. His arms were stretched up over his head. What Kyle didn’t know was that as Tyler fisted him he also administered a generous booty bump that would make his ass even more hungry for cock. Rickey then asked, “How badly do you want to be fucked?” “Please, I need to be fucked.” “What will you do to get cock in you boy?” “I’ll do any thing you want me to do, please fuck me!” “Gag him Ty.” Tyler placed a ball gag in Kyle’s mouth as Rickey pulled a paddle off the wall. He then began to smack Kyle in the ass over and over again as he hung there. “Remember boy, you said you would do anything, and this is what we need a boy who we can pimp out to out leather clientele.” Kyle took a good smacking for nearly 15 minutes. He wasn’t able to stand up as he was hanging by his wrists. After a few more minute of smacking his ass, they knew Kyle had had enough. They lowered him down and moved him over to the fuck bench where they each fucked another load into his well stretched ass. Tyler said, “Let’s go boy, we need to get you cleaned up and let you rest up before tonight’s events” as they led Kyle to the shower up stairs. It wasn’t a regular tub style shower. It looked more like the kind you’d find in a looker room with a couple shower heads along one wall. Rickey told Kyle to get on his knees and open his mouth. He then placed his soft dick in Kyle’s mouth. Kyle thought he was going to suck Rickey’s cock when Rickey told him, “Don’t think about sucking my cock. I am going to give you something to drink.” Rickey then began to piss into Kyle’s open mouth, “Do the best you can to swallow as much of my piss. It is an honor to get to drink a guy’s piss.” Kyle did his best, although some spilled out of his mouth, he drank most of it down. Then Tyler stepped up and placed his soft cock in Kyle’s mouth and gave him his piss. Kyle did better with Tyler’s piss then he did with Rickey’s. “Hey Rick, he’s a fast learner.” “He sure is. Now let’s get him cleaned up and fed so he can rest up for tonight.” They then had Kyle shower off and helped him with a shower shot to douche out his stretched out hole. They then gave escorted him down stairs and fed him. Kyle was still horny, but as least he as fed and cleaned up. They all sat down in the living room to watch some TV. As the T and G in Kyle system wore off he fell asleep and slept all afternoon. When he woke it was starting to get dark out. The working boy’s were back and they nudged Kyle to get up and ready for the guests. The 4 hustlers headed up stairs. They all stripped down and went into the play room where Rickey and Tyler were waiting. Each one was given a couple pills, one was am ecstasy and there were a couple Cialis to keep the boys rock hard and horny for the guests. Then each boy was given his slam to start the night off. Jim, Bob and David wondered off to different parts of the room to wait. After Kyle got his slam he was helped into the sling and given some extra Cialis. The roommates told the boys that Kyle was to be in the sling all night. Anyone one wanting to seed his ass had to pay extra since he was new to the crew. As the night went on Kyle took loads from all the gusts. He was fucked by old, fat trolls, young hotties, big dick black guys, harry Latinos. All in all he took at least a load from every customer there. It’s know known how many of the guys there were poz or neg all he knew was that he was getting what he wanted, cock and cum in his ass. In his drugged up haze Kyle knew he found his place as a male prostitute.