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Part 1. It was a Saturday on Market Street when I rambled through the crowd into the small shop where I worked. When the bell on that door clanged, it was like stepping back at least 60 years when your foot firmly planted on the well worn warehouse wood floor and the mixed scents of the tobacco took over from the now almost sterile air of the street. I worked in what was a true anachronism in these health obsessed days—an actual tobacconist. In here there was a safe haven for the last of the smokers. In here, you could feel free to take a deep draw on the smoke of your choice and there wasn’t a stink-eye in the place. Well, unless you were stupid and green and just wanted a pack of Marlboro Ultra Lites because “I only smoke when I drink!” That line was always delivered in exactly the same way: a flourish, a giggle, and a twenty dangled offhandedly at you, never toward you. For those, you banged out the transaction on the register and tossed the change at the counter, never toward them. Assholes can sweep up their change. It was moments like this, and chasing off the dead eyed bro-stoners in their year-round cargo shorts and teva sandals who touristed the hell out of the pipe selection, always trying slyly to prize out a secret stash of glass pipes. “Head shop is six blocks over,” and a distinct nod at the front door to demonstrate we were at the end of our interaction. “How are things tonight, Mick?” I asked as I passed my buddy behind the counter and made my way back to the barbers chairs set strategically in front of the walk in humidor. “Calm before the storm,” Mick laughed. The streets outside were packed tonight, maybe a little more than usual, with a different flavor to the air than usual as well. “They’re having some sort of Leather something or other up at The Hammer and Anvil tonight. Probably gonna be some interesting folks in, I’ve already seen some assless chaps and they look like they mean business,” Mick laughed around his ever present cigar. I felt myself flush a little, some tightness developed in my jeans as I tossed that image around in my head. I sat down in the well worn leather of the barber chair and crossed my legs to adjust the growing discomfort downstairs. I had recently come through my divorce. It had been a bitch of a time, but I dealt with it like any sane individual. Namely I drank way too much and made as many bad choices as I could possibly access. The drinking was now mostly back in check. Mostly. The other choices, well, I was beginning to see them as not so bad as I got further into them. As I reclined back in the chair, still getting harder, the thoughts of those assless chaps were banging hard inside my head. Right before the divorce, when things were getting out of hand, I escaped to the seedier side of town and the adult bookstore that dimly glowed like a vaguely Pizza Hut shaped pimple is the center of a large parking lot. When I was younger, it was a taste of real rebellion. Getting ankle deep in porn when there was no internet to pump it directly into your skull was a real buzz. It smelled like danger and it had those doors to the back rooms and the video booths. At that time I never had the stones to venture back and explore. Just picked out a Hustler and maybe a Barely Legal to jack to. But my eyes, and my mind, always were magnetically drawn to those dark entrances. I could never shake that. So, with the marriage heading south and a head full of lager, finally I ventured back. Got my tokens at the register and in to the unknown I did dive. Quickly I took a dim walk around the maze of booths to figure out what to do. It was pretty self explanatory so, without making eye contact with the ten or so guys loitering around, I slid into a booth. After dropping my tokens, the TV behind the plexiglass began to blast my eyes. As my pupils finally constricted enough, I saw the channel was on gay porn. I went to switch it, but the switch was in about the shape you’d imagine it to be. So I was watching one guy do an absolutely miraculous blowjob on another guy who clearly had a special effect for a cock. It was mesmerizing and my own cock immediately leapt to attention. I undid my jeans and yanked it free from my boxers and started the five finger shuffle. Just then, a note skittered under the door, ricocheting a bit off the sole of my shoe. I dipped down to see what it was and, unfolded it said three simple words: “suck your dick?” I broke into a cold sweat immediately. I’d never been anywhere near this kind of action but goddamn I wouldn’t mind getting my dick sucked right now. I slipped the bolt and the door popped immediately open and in slid a guy who was pretty much the trashiest guy I’d ever seen. He had a trucker hat on and a grey sweatshirt and bam, he was on my cock. No words, no eye contact, no nothing but my cock in his mouth and he worked it like there was some kind of cure buried inside my balls. And the weirdness made me even harder. As hard as I’d ever been. He sucked and tongued and licked and sucked again so hard I thought he was going to give me a full dick hickey. As lost as I was, I had zero control and after about three minutes total I unloaded like a fire hydrant that just took a direct hit from a truck. He sucked it all in really quickly, then he turned his head and spit it right on the floor and then, poof, out the door he went. There I was, some cum still dripping off my cock along with plenty of saliva, and I was both grossed out and completely hooked. It was a pump of weird adrenaline that I knew I needed to keep feeling. But for now I had to get the hell out before I passed out from the sensory overload.

Part 2 I loved living in the city and enjoyed the freedoms that came with being away from my family and my upbringing. I cruised regularly in public toilets and parks throughout my time at university and took every opportunity I could to take cock in my mouth and up my arse. I was learning a lot about life and also about sex and I soon learned that the lines between gay and straight were not always as clear as I had perhaps assumed. I would quite often see wedding rings on some of the guys I was sucking off in public toilets and a few times I saw lads I knew from uni who I thought were totally straight joining in the sucking and sometimes even the fucking. I had discovered that one of the toilets in the university library had a glory hole between the two cubicles. It was a few floors above the floor for my subject and I had discovered it by accident one day when the toilet on our floor was closed for repair. It soon became a regular haunt and I discovered a plentiful supply of students wanting to be sucked off - particularly in the evening and a surprisingly high number were happy to fuck me through the glory hole or even join me in the cubicle so I quite often got a load of cum in my arse as well as in my mouth. One evening I was heading for the toilet when I met a lad I knew coming out of it. Peter came from the same part of the country as me and had a very similar upbringing so his family knew mine and I had met him at various church events. He was a few years older than me and was in his final year. He had been going out with the same girl for a long time and I had heard he was now engaged to her. Peter nodded to me as he passed me and I noticed he looked a little red in the face. I wondered - I knew what Peter studied and knew that he had no more reason to be on this floor than I had..... It was a few weeks later when I was in the toilet one evening round about the same time - I had just sucked someone off and when he left the toilet I heard someone else come in to the cubicle next to me. I sat back for a moment as he pulled his trousers and pants down and sat down. Nothing happened for a moment and then I looked through the hole and saw Peter sitting there. He saw me looking and looked through. I thought he might be shocked when he saw it was me but he just grinned and then stood up. Seconds later his cock was pushing through the hole - he had a nice big cock and I wasted no time in taking into my mouth. I enjoyed every minute of sucking Peter's cock and I could tell he was enjoying it too and it was not too long before I heard him groan and soon he was pumping a big load of cum into my mouth. I sucked him off quite a few times after that - always in the toilet - I never met up with him otherwise. I enjoyed sucking his big cock and he always gave me a big load of cum. I offered him my arse a few times but he always shook his head. One evening towards the end of the year I was sucking him off in the cubicle and he was close to cumming when he suddenly asked if he could see my arse. My trousers and pants were already down so I just stood up and bent over the toilet. I could hear him wanking and breathing heavier. "Show me your arsehole" he gasped and just as I pulled my cheeks apart I felt his come shooting on my hole and all down my arse. It was very horny. The next few times I just sucked him off and then one night he asked to see my arse again. I bent over and pulled my cheeks apart. I could hear him wanking again and this time he began to finger my arse hole. I had been fucked through the glory hole a short time before I and I don't know whether Peter realised this but after a short time I felt his cock head pushing against my hole. I pushed back and the head of his cock entered my arse. He began to push and soon his cock was right up me. I spread my legs further and bent right over as he began to fuck me. I knew he wasn't going to last long as his breathing was getting heavier and heavier and after about ten or twelve thrusts he moaned and gasped "Fuck...Fuck....FUCK!" as he began to pump his cum right into my arse. I wasn't sure how he would react as he pulled out my arse and I stood up. We were both out of breath and neither of us said anything for a while. Then he said "We shouldn't do that again." I asked if he had enjoyed it and he said "Yes - but we shouldn't do it again." That was the only time Peter fucked me. I never saw him in the toilet again during the last few weeks of term and after he graduated he married his girlfriend. I wondered how long it would be after he was married before he gave into temptation and fucked another guy up the arse. Somehow I didn't think it would be too long.... One time I was cruising in a toilet in the west end of Glasgow when a fit young dark haired guy in a postman's uniform came in and we were soon wanking together at the urinal. After a while I bent over and took his cock into my mouth and he sighed as I began to suck him off. After a while he stopped me and asked if I wanted to come back with him and fuck. I was well up for that and followed him to a basement flat nearby. He led my inside and the first thing I saw was wedding pictures of him and a woman. I felt a bit strange and I was glad that he didn't take me into the bedroom. Instead he led me through the kitchen to a little recess area by the back door and that was where I fucked him, pants down by the back door, and shot a big load of cum into his married arse. My next experience with a married guy was when I spent three months in Hamburg at the end of my second year. I was introduced to Dieter at a reception for foreign students and, although I knew he was married with two children, I could tell he was coming on to me. He offered to run me home at the end of the reception and it was not too long before we were parked up in a dark, quiet area and I was down sucking his cock. He fucked me in some bushes nearby and shot his load up me and then dropped me off near my accommodation. We arranged to meet again in the same spot (which was on the edge of a large park I was soon to discover was called the Stadtpark) a few nights later and he told me to be lubed and ready for him. I met him a few times and each time he let me suck his cock for a while and then told me to bend over so he could slide his cock up my already lubed hole. He never touched me other than pushing his cock into my mouth and up my arse. He was a good fuck and, although I enjoyed just being used by him, after a few times I got bored so I was not really bothered when he didn't turn up one time we had arranged to meet. I decided to go for a walk in the park and after I had been walking for some time I began to encounter other guys. It was dark now and, although I had often cruised parks at home, that was during the day. I had not realised that guys cruised parks for sex at night! After a while I came across a very horny scene. A young lad who looked no more than eighteen or nineteen was being fucked up against a tree by an older guy and I watched this for a while before wandering further into the park. Soon I was being cruised by a fit guy and a short time later we were in the bushes and his pants and trousers were down and I was sucking his cock. He has a lovely big fat cock and I sucked on it until he said he was getting too close and pulled me up. He pulled me towards him and kissed me, pushing his hand down the back of my pants to finger my arse. He felt my lubed hole and asked me if I had already been fucked. I told him no because the guy I was meeting hadn't turned up and he grinned. We kissed some more and then he turned me round, pulled my pants down and bent me over. He fucked me up against a tree and it was one of the best fucks I had ever had - it was a lovely summer evening and I was being fucked hard by a guy I really liked even though I had just met him. He shot his load up my arse and when he pulled out I sucked his cock clean. He lit up a cigarette and we chatted for a while. His name was Jorg and he was about ten years older than me. We talked about cruising and I told him I had never really cruised at night. He told me it was best later at night - particularly at the weekends. He offered to come cruising with me and show me where to go and we arranged to meet on the Friday evening. I really liked Jorg and had a lot of fun with him. I guess he was my first real fuck buddy - he took me cruising that weekend and we had a lot of fun. I ended up being fucked several times that night and when I rejoined Jorg I had several loads up my arse. He taught me a lot about cruising including how to get things started. One night there were a lot of fit guys wandering around including a young, nerdy guy with glasses who looked about eighteen, but no one was doing anything. Jorg told me to wander around a bit and then let him cruise me as if we didn't know each other. I did and soon I was being cruised by Jorg and before long I was down sucking his cock right out in the open and we were beginning to attract an audience. Jorg pulled me up to my feet and, as he had done on the night we met, pulled my trousers and pants down, turned me round and bent me over. Guys started to crowd round as he began to fuck me and it was not long before most of them had their pants down and their cocks out. Jorg fucked me for a while and then pulled out and when he did another guy took over and then another and another. It was now an orgy, with fucking and sucking going on all around. The young nerdy guy was bent over next to me, also being fucked by one guy after another and other guys were fucking and sucking all around us. I even saw Jorg bent over, pants down, gripping on to a tree with one hand and wanking with the other as an older guy fucked him and loaded him up. I stayed friends and fuck buddies with Jorg for several years after that and, although my experience with straight guy Dieter was not particularly memorable - it led to some very horny experiences and a new found confidence in cruising at night! My next encounter with a straight guy was in my final year at uni. I was sharing a flat with three other students and one my flatmates had her brother and his fiancee over from Ireland to stay for a few days. I liked Danny straight away and also found him very attractive. He was dark haired with a friendly manner and a really nice grin. He was quite chunky and I really liked his fit arse, which really filled out his trousers. He was obviously straight but I thought there was no harm in looking. The night before Danny and his fiancee went back to Ireland, we were all out drinking in a bar nearby and we had all had quite a few drinks when I went to the toilet for a piss. A few minutes later Danny came into the toilet and stood at the urinal right next to me. He pulled his cock out of his pants and pissed like a racehorse. I had finished pissing by now but I was reluctant to put my cock away and I could sense Danny looking at me out the corner of his eye. He finished too but neither of us moved and he stood back from the urinal letting me see his cock which was now getting hard. I was getting hard too and soon we were wanking together. I was close to cumming and I think he was too when someone came into the toilet. We both quickly zipped up and left the toilet. The next morning Danny was sitting in the kitchen having breakfast when I left for uni and as I left the kitchen he winked at me. It was a few months later when my flat mate said Danny was coming over for a few days on his own as his fiancee couldn't get off work. I found it hard to get the memory of his cock out of my mind and when he arrived, looking as fit as ever, I couldn't help wondering if I would get the chance to get into his pants or if he had just been leading me on. The next day I was home from uni early and Danny was in the flat himself. He suggested going for a drink and soon we were in the same bar and after a couple of drinks Danny started talking about sex. He said there was nothing he liked more than sex with a woman but added that there were some things women didn't like to do that gay guys did. I was turned on now. "Like what?" I asked Danny grinned and leaned forward. "Like being fucked up the arse." he said He leaned forward again "Do you like being fucked up the arse?" he said. I nodded and within minutes we were finishing our drinks and making our way back to the flat. There was no one about and I led Danny into my room, sat on the bed and unzipped his trousers, pulling them down along with his pants. His cock was already hard and I took it into my mouth and began to suck. He sighed, and his cock seemed to grow even bigger. I sucked him for a while and then he pulled out. He turned round bent over and pushed his arse into my face. His arse was quite hairy and as I pulled his cheeks apart I discovered his hole was even hairier. I pushed my tongue right up him and he sighed. Soon he was kneeling on the bed in just his T shirt and socks as I licked his arse, pushing my tongue as far up his arse as I could. After a while he got up and grinned again "Ah now, you see, that's another thing the women don't always like doing!" He said he wanted to fuck me and soon I was bent over the bed and Danny was pushing his big cock up my arse. He couldn't get it up me at first so I put more lube on my arse and his cock and spread my legs a bit wider. He was an amazing fuck - he started slowly and built up until he was really fucking me hard and he gave me one of the best fucks I'd had in a long time before his breathing got heavy and he started groaning and I knew he was pumping a nice big load of cum into my arse. Some of the others were back in the flat now and we had to be careful coming out of my room but no one seemed any the wiser. Later that night Danny appeared in my room, climbed into bed with me and fucked me again, depositing another big load of cum up me. Every night he was there he came into my room when all the others had gone to bed. I would suck his cock for a while and then lay back on the bed so he could sit his hairy arse on my face and then he would fuck me. He never stayed long - as soon as he had shot his load into me he would sneak back to his own room, leaving me with cum dripping out my arse. I enjoyed every minute of it..... Part 3 to follow

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.

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...

This morning same black top as the last couple of times messaged me needing his balls drained. Explained I only had time to provide oral and he said he would take what he could get. I made sure to tell him that I was not going to be cleaned out and only had a limited window to meet him since wife was out with kids running errands. He was all good to go for it. So I get to his place and wasted no time sucking him hard and giving him all my oral skills. I had not stripped down but while I was sucking him he was slowly insisting I undress, tugging on shirt using his feet to pull my shorts down. I understood what he wanted but made sure he knew I was dirty. He just got up and moved behind me and I instictively got on all fours and arched my back so he could mount me. He spit on my hole and his cock and slid inside and just pummeled me, telling me to shut up and take. That he needed to drain inside me and he knew I would take it. Sure enough I moaned my assent and he started unloading in me. He let me clean up a little and kicked me out the door. When I got home wife was already there and I gave her a sweet kiss and said I just felt like hitting the gym.

Epic day! Load #1: my buddy who runs a shop in the mall. Invited me over, took me in the back room, we made out and he fucked me bare, leaning up against the shelves. I left carrying his load. Lead #2: New contact on Grindr. BBC, 6' 11", 250# with a nice beer belly, fat tits and a 8" beer can swinging between his legs and bull balls to match. Didn't take long to suck him hard, he but me on my knees and plugged from behind. His meat filled my entire hole. He fucked me inside out for a half hour and filled my hole with cum. I walked away in a daze. Load #3: I add some business in a neighboring city and put up an ad on BBRT. A buddy I haven't seen in forever hit me up, wanted to breed me right now. I made a beeline. Sucked his cock like I was starving (I was), got on my knees and took it from behind. He's got plenty of cock to go around, but he's a bit of a hair trigger. 15 minutes later I walk away with my ass leaking a 3rd load. In the 5 minutes I'm on my y to #4. Load #4: Versatile guy I haven't seen in years as me up. He starts sucking my cock, works his way to sucking the cum from my very full ass. Props my legs on his shoulders and starts drilling me with 9"of steel. Goes back to sucking my cock, climbs on top and shoves it deep in his hot hole. Rolls to his side and I pound his hole until I blast a huge load deep inside. He puts me up on my knees and ducks me senseless. I left with load #4 added to the mix. A bit later I dropped by the ABS and a gorgeous man tried to suck another load out of me, but the poppers migraine was too much. Dinner and home. Hours later and I'm still leaking. 4 loads taken, one given. A very productive day indeed.

Should I Stay Or Should I Go (Scorpion’s View Of Things) ** Please remember to ‘like’ the story if you enjoyed it. Feel free to comment or to contact me via mail. Thx. ** Do you know how painful it is for an alpha male like me, if your balls are full of hot and steaming POZ seed and there is not a faggot around, willing to accept my gift? Don’t get me wrong. I don’t give a shit if my victim is volunteering cheerfully. I just want a hot faggot cunt massaging my cock and accepting my charged cum. And if my prey is taking my POZ load, without knowing about me - being so contagious - hey that’s not my fault! It is YOUR responsibility to protect yourself – you stupid fags! So I guess it was one of those painful days when I met Keith at a local fast food restaurant. Just one glance at him and I knew this guy was a Prima-A fag. Not so much because of his behavior. He was acting quite straight. He was still in his teens and looking seriously naïve. The only thing that was weird – this guy was looking around, like he was scanning the place for somebody. But his gaze was always focused on the crotch area of some strange dudes, passing his table. He was looking for cocks – no doubt. Sweet Jesus! His shy and stolen looks talked about, how inexperienced this lad was. So I knew I had to get into his pants, but I also knew it would be a challenge. This was not a naïve bath-house newbie, falling into the trap ‘Let’s play it safe – Oooops, shit! The condom’s broken!’ No, no – I had to invest more time into him, but it would be worth it. No doubt! He was sitting all alone at a table and sipped at a soft drink, while I was ordering a burger and some fries. I avoided looking into his direction, but I grabbed my crotch from time to time, like I was squeezing my cock through my pants. Every time I surveyed the area, waiting for my order, I saw him staring at my jeans and the huge bulge within. And every time our eyes met, he turned to his mobile phone and checked some things busily, and a minute later he was again staring at my actions. It was too cute, they way he tried to lurk at me from the corner of his eyes and every time he felt safe he focused his gaze at my crotch again and again. After picking up some napkins and a bit salt I took my plate and went straight to his table. “Is this seat taken?” I asked him with a low voice? The boy blushed and didn’t reply at once. Then he answered with a meek voice “No” I guess he was surprised, because there were plenty of other tables available. Instead of moving to his opposite side, I sat down directly next to him. He shifted a bit back, but since he was sitting close to a window, he wasn’t able to move far away from me. I was manspreading, totally invading the guy’s space but I didn’t care. Without a word I started eating, feeling his right thigh pressed next to mine and the useless attempts to become even smaller, than he actually already was. “You want some fries” I asked him, as if we would be friends already. “No thanks” he replied, feeling totally mixed up. “Not the best food around here. Well? Since you are not eating, what are you doing here?” I inquired. There was a long pause. “Killing some time?” he answered. “Are you asking me?” I turned to him and grinned. “No… No…. I’m killing some time…” he stuttered. I leaned closer to him and whispered: “Yeah… I saw that” I put my left arm around his shoulder and pressed him against me and with the right hand I took a good grip at my crotch. “I saw that….” I repeated myself and made sure he saw my prominent bulge before I continued swallowing my food. The lad’s face turned white. “I think, I better go now” he sounded stressed. “Don’t be scared. Are you new to this… concept?” I asked and smiled at him softly. He nodded without answering. “That’s sweet. I remember when I first looked furtively at other guy’s privates. That’s okay you know?” I talked to him in my seducing low voice. “What’s your name?” I continued invading his privacy. Again he didn’t react. I could smell his fear. He was ashamed of being caught, staring at cocks in this restaurant. I was the only person in the world who knew his secret: about being gay. And I knew, his mind was rapidly thinking of a way to escape. I almost could hear his prayers, if God would grant him just one wish, it would be – that he could flee from this awkward situation. “My name is Scorpion” I continued my attempts to find a connection between the two of us. A connection that would be strong enough, to let him off the hook in a couple of minutes, but to ensure he would return to me. “Look – maybe I come too hard on you… but I saw you the moment I entered this place and I felt like ‘wow’ – you are such a handsome guy. Don’t be mad at me, for taking my chance – okay?” I tried to calm him down. “Really? - I am sorry, but I am a bit scared right now” he mumbled. “I know” I simply replied. For a while there was no other word spoken until the lad broke the silence: “Keith…. my name is Keith.” “Thank you Keith….” “You really think I am handsome?” he asked softly. “Are you serious? You are like the cutest guy I have ever seen, in my whole life… and I am a bit older than you, so I saw some good looking guys, but no… NO ONE can compare with you” I said and tried to make my most honest face about it. “Listen…. I don’t want to torment you any longer.” I waited a bit before I continued. “Can I give you my cell number – and you can decide if you would want to meet me again” After a short while of thinking he nodded gingerly. I grabbed a pen from my jacket and wrote my cell phone number on a napkin. “Don’t lose it….” I smiled and handed him the note. He accepted my offer and I moved away from him and got up. Slowly he got up also and tried to pass me at the front of the table. My raging hard-on strained against the inside of my pants. Keith couldn’t help but stare at it. “I am sorry, but I am just happy I met you” I grinned and looked at my bulge also. Keith smiled at me for the first time. He was a virgin. A fucking virgin and I planned to fuck him for all he was worth. But I had to be careful. He was not stable yet. The wrong move and he would be gone and hide and I wanted him. I needed to stick my cock deep into him and rip him apart, only to shoot my load into his bleeding hole. My boys would like to meet him too. We used to look for fresh meet all the time to pollute those guys. Keith…. sweet little Keith… I was sure I would hear from him… and I was right.

Part 41 　 I headed over to a chair and sat down to watch. I was wondering if any of the neg guys there were conflicted as I was or not. I thought, probably not, as they had knowingly come to get pozzed. It was still very new to me and I was still completely confused by my feelings. On the one hand, I found it to be the best sex I had ever had or even imagined, but on the other hand, I was 'straight?' or maybe, I guess not totally anymore for sure, but was I now gay or not? My mind was in total turmoil. I decided to just sit back and enjoy the show for awhile. It looked like all three tops were getting close now. The bottoms all moaning and telling them to hurry and fill them up. The tops, Tom, Randy and Hank all telling them they were going to be knocked up good and soon. There was a knock on the door and since everyone else was busy, I got up to check it out. I opened the door just a crack, as everyone was naked as hell there. There were two guys standing on the porch and both looked hot as hell. Both of them had no shirt on and only thing I could see them wearing were shorts and smiles. They asked if this was Hank's place and I told them it was. They then asked to come in and join the party. I opened the door and told them to come on in. They took one look and both at once, dropped their shorts and kicked them off and were nude like everyone else. They both then just went to sit down and watch the show. I sat down too and soon found out they were a couple. One of them was poz hvl and the other neg and they had come to the party to see if the neg one could take a good pounding and join the brotherhood. They wanted to know if I was poz or not and I told them I had no idea as I had just had my first gay sex barely over a week ago. That surprised them a lot and the poz guy immediately seemed to get turned on by it. His cock was hard almost in a blink and he was staring at me constantly then. I was a little uncomfortable with it, but also turned on as he had a damn nice looking cock I noticed. About this time the guys fucking all seemed to be cumming almost at the same time with a lot of moaning and groaning. We almost laughed the way they were ending. Then the other two, apparently .neg bottoms, that had been watching jumped down on the floor on their backs and were almost begging for cock. Soon the one poz guy I didn't now had his still hard cock in one of them and pounding away and Tom and Randy had grabbed the other one and before the poor guy knew what hit him, they had DPed his hole hard and he was being pummeled mercilessly and couldn't even scream. Hank had got up and come over to us, to greet the new comers and stopped long enough to grab me and give me a big sloppy hot kiss. Then he reached out and took the new neg guy and pulled him up and over to the couch, bent him over the arm and rammed his cock home in one giant thrust. The poor guy almost came unglued and like the poor guy getting DPed he couldn't even form a scream as Hank pounded his hole about as hard as it was possible to do. As I was distracted by the scenes unfolding in front of us the new poz guy had slid closer to me. I finally noticed it when his had all at once caressed my thigh and was up to the top of it and reaching under me to my extremely sore and sensitive hole. I almost jumped out of my skin and as I lifted up momentarily his hand went beneath me and as I was coming down I felt a couple of his fingers already entering my ass. I groaned and before I knew what I was doing had leaned back and he slid anothe finger into me. The sensation of three of his fingers in me caused me to gasp and I knew I was going to let him fuck me. I couldn't help it as the sensations running rampant through me made me collapse onto my back. He was soon over me and kissing me deeply and I was off in sex heaven again.

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.

Woke up with my post-fucking dick ripe as hell and a bourbon hangover- the glory of a Saturday morning ? Nothing a shower and some breakfast won't fix.

Story as it happened a couple weekends ago... I was on my way to see a regular top fucker who slams the hell outta me as often as he can get away from the wife and kids! This fucker lives an hour away but the way he holds me down and slam fucks me for hours when he hits me up is worth it everytime! So when he hit me up during a snow storm and told me the wife and kids were staying at the in-laws for the night because it was getting worse out instead of driving home and he was free all night, rock hard N needed his pussyboy bitch to unload in NOW..... i got ready N took off! He likes me to dress up for him and sends me outfits he wants to see me in the next time we meet.... a short red leather skirt, super high heels, panties and black fishnets & a blonde wig is what it was tonight, despite the freezing weather! As im driving, this semi passed me and started to swerve in front of me so i hit the brakes and went way off the side of the road and got stuck! The snow was up to the bottom of my car so i had no choice but to call a tow company to get pulled out. They had a driver near me for another car and got to me in like 20 minutes, i see the driver walking over to me and remember what i have on, which i hadnt thought of, hopefully he is cool i was thinkin as i put my window down and saw how fuckin sexy this 6'3-6'4" muscled up Latino bull of a tow truck driver was! I dont even remember what he said as i checked out the tats on his hands and up by his neck and seeing his wedding ring and the bulge in his jeans.... he asked if i was ok since i didnt hear what he had just said lol and asked me again if i can get out N wait in his truck while he gets my car our. As he opened my door he stopped and looked at what i had on stumbled for what to say but played it cool and asked if i had any other shoes cause the snow is deep! I didnt. He had me stay in the car and pulled me out N told me my radiator was broke and i needed to be towed back. I got out and slipped on the ice and he grabbed me and kept me from falling. I could feel my ass against his bulge and his hands on my hips where he caught me and he just walked forward like that to the truck door and i stepped up into his huge truck when i felt his hand on my ass as i went up the 2 slippery steps. Was he helping me or coming onto me i thought as he loaded my car?!? He hopped in and i told him my address and said just to take it there for now and told him how thankful i was for helping me out so quick. He looked over N told me its better to show someone how thankful you are than tell em and started rubbing his cock thru his jeans, i was watching him as he unzipped his jeans and leaned back as he drove and said in a rough tone to fuckin show me how thankful you are bitch and pushed my head towards his bulge! Told me he saw me fuckin staring at him since he walked up N knew a thirsty bitch when he saw one! I unbuttoned his jeans and pulled out a huge fuckin uncut cock that had snaked down his pants since he had nothing on under em and started sucking the head and taking him in my mouth when i felt his hand on the back of my neck and he started face fucking me telling me what a fuckin whore i must be dressed like i was and wearing those fuck me pumps in this weather! He forced hos cock into my throat and kept holding me balls deep on his it choking me tellin me to fuckin take it slut! The truck came to a stop and he kept fuckin my throat telling me to fuckin swallow slut and blew right down my throat making me take every fuckin drop! I was milkin his cock in my mouth tasting the last of his nut on my tongue when i heard his lighter and he was hitting a pipe of Tina, passed it to me N had me take 6 hits saying i was gonna need em, b4 he got out. He told me to get inside while he unloads my car, he forced 2 of his fingers inside my smooth tight ass as he pulled me out of his truck N told me to leave the door unlocked N have that fuckin pussy wet when he walks in to collect payment cause he hasnt fucked a whore in 3 weeks since his wife left him N he was gonna fuckin wreck my cunt! I was on all 4s in bed, hole lubed, panties off but still dressed when he found where i was waiting for him. I watched him in the big mirror next to my bed as he walked in my room behind me lookin at my ass, pulling his shirt off showing his massive chest N arms and tats everywhere.... he pulled me back against his bulge and told me i was gonna fuckin get it tonight and if i was a good fuckin whore he might call one of the other drivers over he shares pussy with!!

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.

A canceled flight left me stuck for hours and on the prowl for cock last week. I got on Grindr, and started propositioning anyone who seemed hot, and got a response from an 18 year old kid who was playing hookie from school. He was shy (no pic on the profile, but he sent me one when we chatted) and had only ever fooled around a bit with one friend. It took about an hour, but I persuaded him to meet me near the airport, where a YMCA backs up to a large wooded area. It was slow on an early afternoon of a Wednesday, as he and I met up. He was so cute — fresh faced, slender but not anorexic, dark hair and big, round brown eyes. I asked to see his ID to be sure, and he was 18... when someone looks that young, I insist on checking before things go any further. He led me into the woods, and off a trail down into a ravine where he said he and friends met to smoke pot, and where he’d done mutual jo with his friend. I pinned him against the tree and kissed him hard. His lips were so soft, his breath fresh and clean. Kneeling down, I undid his pants. He put his hands on my head, and they were shaking with what I imagined was equal parts fear and anticipation. His jeans went down to his knees, and he stood there in the wind in his bleach-bright briefs, a quivering pouch of manhood hidden inside them. I peeled down the tighty whities, and out popped the most adorable little cock. A bit under 5”, sticking out rock hard, with a cut head like a little button mushroom that was already leaking precum. He apologized that it was small, and I told him it was perfect. Leaning in, I swallowed him whole, rolling my tongue back and forth across his whole boyish rod. He moaned as I worked up and down his dick. He didn’t last long, maybe a few minutes, before he grabbed my head, shoved himself in, and released. His dick may have been small but he flooded my mouth with cum. It took me a few moments to swallow, and he slowly softened as I worked the last drops out. The deed done, we pulled his pants back up, walked back to the parking lot, and parted ways. He drove off as I waited for my uber. Got back to the airport just in time for my flight.

I just added a cover photo on my profile of a hustler that loves sucking my cock. The day this happened, he just hopped into my vehicle grabbed for my cock and I told asked him if that's what he wanted. He answered by pulling my cock out and sucking me off. Kid knows how to deep throat with no problem and never even asked to be paid for it. Just said he was in the mood to suck and loved sucking my cock.

Part 12 “Is this how you normally spend your Friday night back home,” asked Cody. “Hell No; the assholes back in Ohio play so many games, and you have to spend a lot of time luring them.” “It’s nothing like this, that’s for sure!” “How often does this place throw parties?” Cody got a pensive look on his face like he was trying to calculate something, “I’ve been a member for a couple of years, it seems like there is something going on every week, especially on the weekends.” “Some of the events are special invitation only or require an extra fee so I am not here all the time, but there is a club website where members can see highlights of the action or previews of themed upcoming parties, so it’s worth the membership cost even if you can’t come all the time.” “Some members don’t even live in the area, and just pop in when they are town.” Rob’s eyes lit up with that information. He’d have to ask Nick about membership options later. The guys at the party were certainly getting friendlier. He thought, “Must be the fucks they have seen me throw down, I seem to be developing a fan base of admirers.” Rob certainly wasn’t used to all this mutual admiration going on, but then again he wasn’t in full control of his thoughts and actions at this point, so a guy grabbing his pecs or patting his ass seemed totally non-threatening. In some ways it was like the experience in the backroom of Rawhide the night he arrived in New Orleans. There was lots of touching, feeling and poppers being passed around in the areas where bottoms were stationed and being used. The whole atmosphere with the music, the video screens and lots of men in revealing fetish gear just made you want go with the flow. Rob was unaware that the special additions to each drink he ordered were helping increase his sex drive and lower his inhibitions. So when he and Cody were chilling and watching the Asian bottom Rolf had fucked earlier take more cock, he didn’t mind when Cody reached over and started stroking his cock. In fact he leaned down and started kissing Cody. “So do you think you are ready for our rematch,” asked Cody. “You bet; Let’s go!” Back at the fuck racing station the two bottoms were still taking loads. The activity had obviously started to wear them out. They were more slumped over the sawhorse now and both their asses were clearly stretched and ruined. It was hard to count the number of ticks on each ass but it looked like they were fairly even, although the rosebud extending from the blonde’s ass was a little bigger. “You had Brownie last time so we need to switch bottoms; you get Blondie this time Rob.” When they stepped up to the bottoms, Rob fingered the blonde’s ass. It was so loose, it did however feel like there was a significant amount of cum in the distended hole so that would help. ”Ready….. Set….Fuck!” Rob and Cody both plunged into their respective bottom’s ass. Rob tried not to concentrate too much so not to put any pressure on himself; this was after all at least his 5th load tonight and that wasn’t counting all the pre-cum he had been leaking and leaving all night. Blondie’s hole was so loose. He tried to angle his thrusts so his cock would brush the sides of the well-used fuck tunnel, but the hole was so sloppy there wasn’t much resistance. When he closed his eyes he could hear the sound of cum sloshing with each stroke. He had to keep slapping the ass in front of him just to try to get it to tighten up. The thought crossed his mind that he could probably insert his hand into the blonde’s ass and jerk off, but that would kind of be cheating. Images of all the bottoms he had fucked the last two days filled his head as he pumped away, finally he felt his balls churn and he shot his load. This time he was way ahead of Cody who was still furiously pounding the brunette’s ass trying to get off. “Looks like you lost again Cody.” Cody smiled and conceded defeat. “Guess you are going to have to give me some pointers on how to fuck,” he said. “Anytime man, anytime.” “Rob, maybe we can find us a bottom or two Saturday night, get them tweaked and tag their asses together.” “There is a big selection of bottoms on a Saturday night in the Quarter; it’s pretty easy pickings.” Rob looked at Cody and said, “That would be great, you could be my wingman; kind of like a fuck apprentice.” Cody tried his hardest not to roll his eyes before retorting “Yeah right, let me get something to give you my number.” As Cody left he felt a hand on his shoulder that made him jump. “Damn Nick you really have to stop this sneaking up on me!” Nick just grinned as he said, “I was just checking to see if you were ready to go, it’s about 3 a.m. and things are starting to wind down here.” Rob replied, “Yeah I think I am ready, I hate to leave, but the bottoms are getting pretty loose at this point.” “Rest assured though, after a couple hours rest I’ll be ready to play some more.” Cody came back and handed Rob a card with his phone number. “I just realized the time, it actually is Saturday,” he laughed. “Text me later and we’ll get together tonight and go cruising for ass” “It was fun meeting you Rob, I look forward to playing some more with you.” With that he gave Nick a knowing wink and left. “Come on Rob; let’s get you back to your hotel.” When they got to Nick’s car they retrieved their clothes from the trunk and quickly slid them over their gear. As they were driving back to town Rob asked, “When is the next party; is there one this week while I am still in town?” “I’d be willing to buy a membership if necessary.” Nick explained that the space was rented for a private birthday party Saturday night, but there was another gathering on Sunday night. “I can probably get you in Sunday; I think there is still space available.” “It will be similar to tonight with some special featured entertainment,” Nick chuckled. He then continued, “I was thinking and have a proposition for you.” “You seemed to hit it off with everyone and I had a couple of people comment about how hot you looked.” “Would you be willing to come to the shop and do a photoshoot of sorts in some gear, I really think your images would help me promote business.” “We can work out some discounts on more gear and possibly a club membership in return for you volunteering.” Rob’s ego was eating up the thought of being immortalized in a print ad campaign. “Sure, that would be great; what time would be good?” “Well, I want to get a photographer rather than taking the photos on my cell phone since I want them to look professional to drive business, but think I can have him there for the session at 4 on Sunday afternoon; would that work for you?” “That sounds like a good plan to me,” replied Rob. As they pulled up to his hotel, Rob smiled thinking how great this vacation was turning out. He thanked Nick and got out of the car. “See you Sunday, Nick.”

I laid as still as i could as the sexy fucker walked outta the room answering his phone telling whoever just pulled up to come inside. between my legs quivering from being fuckin slammed harder than i ever had been and the booty bumps that were slammed inside me earlier making me a total fuckslut begging to be used i heard the door open and a deep voice saying whats up Boss to my alpha bull as he walked in my house. Bout damn time u get here.... i got this bitch waitin for ya in bed pussy up legs spread just how u like em when im done with em! Check this shit out i heard my alpha bull say and i heard a video playing he took of me begging for his seed as he slammed me full of cum that i never saw him take.... his buddy seemed pissed N said fuck that you said u got some pussy for me and i get here and its some fuckin fag dressed like a bitch, i told u before i aint down like that! Oh Yea?? I heard my sexy alpha bull say, well i remember after you were locked up and i took you to Vegas when u got out and the bitch we went home with from the club passed out and we grabbed her drunk pussyboy roommate who was hittin on us all night and held the whore down for each other to fuckin rape while the slut begged us to stop and cried like a bitch when we slammed into that pussyboy raw you didnt have a problem with it!! Well the bitch upstairs dont need to be held down and likes it just as fuckin rough!! So get the fuck up there and use the whore....lets fuckin go!! Fuck it, where's the bitch at? This pussy better be fuckin good he said as i heard em come upstairs. I started grinding my ass slowly as they walked in the room and felt a smack on my ass then another and fingers being shoved into me by this new anon fucker sayin this bitch is in heat grinding that wet pussy back on my fingers boss! I felt one of em climb on the bed in front of me as the blanket lifted off my head for me to see my rough fuckin bull laid back in front of me grabbin my head and tellin me to suck his fuckin dick and dropped the blanket back on me. The fingers pulled out of me and i heard this anon fucker who was about to use me getting undressed as my throat was being filled. I got this bitch balls deep on my dick dude, i wanna feel this whore screamin around my cock when u slam ur fuckin pierced dick in the bitch!! I felt a thick fuckin cock slapping my hole... dragging his piercing over it teasing me till he was rock hard telling my alpha bull that was balls deep in my throat to hold the bitch on that dick boss, im gonna fuckin rape this slut like that whore i got locked up over!! As he forced his thick pierced cock inside me i tried pulling forward cause he was so fuckin thick stretching my hole but he dug his nails into my hips N said there aint no fuckin running from it bitch and slammed balls deep in me!!! Try running from it again and ill beat your fucking ass he said as he started slam fucking me!! Soon as i nut in this throat, the alpha bull moaned and said, im gonna slam this bitch with tina so you dont wear the whore out before we're done with her!!

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.

Part 40 　 We laid there wrapped in each others' arms until I heard someone knocking on the door. We then got up and went back downstairs to the kitchen. There was Randy and Tom at the door. They told Hank that the new guys were there now and waiting and was wondering if he was ready for their Sat. night conversion to start up. Hank turned to me, grabbed me and kissed me, and asked if I was coming over. I told him I wanted to take a shower and then see. He smiled and said, "I hope you hurry then, please, as I would love to have you there." I nodded and said, "I'll see after I get cleaned up first. It does sound like more fun, maybe. Go ahead and give 'em hell." He turned and they all headed over to Hank's then. I headed back upstairs and soon was taking a nice hot shower. The stream of water across my body felt wonderful after our lovemaking session. Then it hit me. Lovemaking session? Had it actually been that, it sure had seemed so at the time. Now with Hank not there, my same old doubts came back. What am I doing? What about the HIV? I had been totally straight and now, what? The whole week had me completely torn. Did I still want a woman, did I want only guys, did I really want this disease and if I didn't was it too late to try and get that PEP they had talked about? So many questions. As soon as I was alone, my thoughts were definitely confused. All this had happened so fast and I still wasn't sure if it was what I wanted. It felt magnificent during the sex and it was the best I had ever had. The fact that is was all with guys with a high viral load of HIV, made it hotter than hell but also about the scariest thing I could think of. I loved the sex, but the HIV? I still wasn't happy about that I guess, but what to do? I had been with quite a few women before but now only 3 guys, but it seemed almost like a lot more. All sex to me was great but these guys took me to new heights I had only dreamed about before. Could I even perform with a woman now? Shall I just forget that and stay with guys only? OMG, my mind was in a whirl. As I was sitting there in confusion and trying to sort my mind out, I could hear the sounds from next door again. They seemed to be getting under way now and I knew what was happening there. More neg. guys taking poz loads and hoping to convert, but is that what I wanted? I really did not want HIV, but the cock and sex were so intoxicating. I found myself heading downstairs and then over to Hank's. The kitchen door was open and I just walked on in. Then I realized I hadn't even stopped to put any clothes on and was still naked from my shower. I laughed at myself for being so lost in thought as to do that. As I walked into the livingroom, I stopped and gaped at the goings on. They were all in there on the floor. All 4 of the POZ guys were fucking the hell out of what I assumed were 4 NEG guys and there were two more guys sitting on the couch stroking their cocks. I had no idea if they were two more poz or neg guys. What a sight to see. The sounds of the guys fucking were loud as they slammed their cocks as hard, fast and deep as they could. The guys under them groaning and panting and one even almost screaming.

PART 4 ”You have my cock so hard Chris. Such an eager little cocksucker. Yeah, lick that precum. It’s all for you sexy boy,” Tom murmurred encouragingly. Maybe a few times the thought 'Oh, fuck, this guy is my neighbor' crosed my mind, but I certainly didn't dwell on any issues: it was all happening very, vast, fast, an besides, indisputably, I loved being on my knees, worshiping his beautiful man cock. It had such a perfect mushroom head, full and pronounced. It felt perfect inside my mouth, resting on my tongue. And that long thick veiny shaft, with just the slightest barely there upward curve felt like hot steel. His massive balls that I couldn’t quite fit into my mouth in a nice tight sack. I just wanted it more and more. I was losing control. Trying to suck it all into my throat and gagging. Finally, Tom pulled me off his cock. I looked up worried I wasn’t pleasing him. I think he sensed my concern and reassured me saying "That feels almost too good sexy boy, and we are just getting started. I’m not ready to let you make me cum yet. Right now I need to more of you. Get up and go over to and stand facing the desk and spread your legs a little. God, that ass is so beautiful. Such a perfect boy butt. Now, bend over and grab the desk. I just want to see what it looks... oh what an amazing hole. You have the most perfect asshole, Chris.” This entire time I was following orders, and apparently I enjoyed my role as my cock was rock hard and throbbing. Yeah, I loved hearing how much he liked me. A super hot man with a huge cock thought I was sexy and had a great ass. Breaking me out of my thoughts, he spoke again, “ Chris, what’s on your mind? Is there something else you want to try now maybe?” I was a little shy, but it felt safe to admit to Tom "That thing you said where you licked a guys butt. Is that... did you want to maybe try that with me?” I've gotta admit, even horny out of my mind, I was blushing. Fortunately Tom was very, very smooth: “You have no idea how bad I want to kiss and lick your boy hole, Chris. Here come over and lie on the bed and pull your knees up. Yeah like that, so I can see that little hole. It’s so pretty. I swear it’s like it’s asking me to play with it and make it feel good. Do you want that Chris, to have me make your boy hole feel good?” Laying on the edge of the bed, my knees pulled up, practically able to feel his breath on my hole, I lost and begged a little for the first time. “Please, Tom, do it. I never wanted to have somebody play with my butt like this before. Please do it. Anything. Your tongue or your fingers even.” His reply was short, “I won’t make you wait. I can see you need it.” And with that he moved in, inhaling the scent of my crack and then slowly teasing my hole. The electric shock of pleasure made me buck. “Oh fuck!” I exclaimed. He was an artist with his mouth and had me squirming and writhing and barely able to breathe. It felt so good. And then when he pushed his tongue and tried to fuck me with it, I just melted completely. “Oh god oh god that feels so good. It feels so fucking good!” I blurted. And then he stopped. His attentions to my ass were a whole new realm of experience, such that I had no idea even existed. I wanted more, most definitely, but was also aware the pleasure Tom was eliciting from my ass took precidence even over my cock. I desperately wanted to experience more of the pleasure he had been giving my young asshole. I needed to feel more. “That hole - damn," Tom remarked, adding "I could eat that asshole every day. Nothing is better than a hot eager boyhole.” I was so happy. He had loved doing it, and apparently wanted to do it every day. I had pleased him. Now he continued, “Look at my cock Chris. Look it’s even harder now. All because of your hole. Your little hole makes me this hard. I really want to try something with you. I think you will really like it. I love it and guys who love having their butts eaten seem to just really LOVE it.” Reaching under the bed, he pulled out a small brown bottle which he offered to me saying "These are called poppers. Have you heard of them?” I just shook my head. He continued explaining "You just sniff it and it’s totally harmless but it just... well I promise you, you will really love it. It will make you even hornier than you are now.” He unscrewed the cap and out the bottle to his nose and held one nostril shut and took a deep breath of the poppers and held it. “See, it’s super safe but.... oh man, fuck yeahhhh,” he moaned as he slowly stroked his giant dick. Handing the bottle to me, Tom provided instructions saying "One more time, one nostril at a time and hold it in. Hold on one sec Chris. I want to watch you take your first sniffs. And I want to just get some of this on me.” He had pulled out some lube and was stroking it onto his cock. He then took a blob and rubbed it onto my hole. I said nothing but definitely noticed that a guy had just put lube on my butt. I wondered if Tom wanted to fuck me. Before I had a chance to think Tom instructed "Okay, Chris, here use that pillow for your neck. Yeah, like that. Now lift those legs up so I can see your hole. Now take two breaths in each nostril just when I tell you to, okay?” I nodded, so horned up and so out of control already with lust. And then he spoke,”Take a nice deep breath and hold it. Okay, again. Now other side deep breath. Hold it. One more time. Hold it.”

PART 3 Now if my heart wasn’t already beating 1000 miles an hour, what Tom just said made it go even faster. Everything I had heard and seen had said 'Always use a condom'. I mean, I knew like in the 70s and stuff guys didn’t, but with AIDS, I didn’t think anyone didn’t use condoms. But I guess some people didn’t, because guys still kept getting infected with HIV. All this went thru my brain in a split second. And the whole time I was staring at Tom and, in particular, his gorgeous cock. It was so hard now. Finally, I responded, “I... I guess I just never thought about that. Everyone says it’s so important to practice safe sex and the guys always had condoms. I didn’t plan on getting fucked even, it just kind of happened.” He continued to slowly tug on his giant cock replying “I guess a lot of people say that. A lot of guys just aren’t satisfied with sex using condoms. It just doesn’t feel right for them. Maybe for some guys condoms are great. But even you said, for you it made it not so great. Probably not horrible, but not as great as you thought if could be? And let me guess, these guys were hot guys probably huh? And you lost control a little and they wanted your hole and so you just gave it to them? Something like that?” His gentle smile suggested he knew what had happened and had been there in the bookstore when I was getting fucked. “Yeah, both times I thought the guys were really hot and I sucked them but they wanted to do more and I wanted to get them off. And so I let them,” I said. I couldn’t believe this conversation and this situation I was in. I would float in and out of losing myself in the moment and snapping back to being a very nervous 18 year old. And then I added, “And yeah, you are right I guess. It was okay, but somehow something was missing or not right. But I don’t know, it was so rushed and stuffy in the booth.” Tom quietly said “Chris, I have all night. I have tons of hot porn to keep on the screen. I think it is great that you felt so open to share with me. I want you to know, look at me, anything you want to try or anything you want to do. I would love to share my experience with you and expose you to everything I have. Right now Chris. What do you want to try first?” I was already sliding to my knees when I blurted “I want to suck it. I want to suck it so badly.” His legs parted open to welcome my wet lips as I greedily took his cock head into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it, lashing upwards to taste the first of what would be a good steady stream of precum. Intoxicating precum. “Yeah Chris, that’s so good. Feels so good. You suck it just like you wanted to, like you needed to. You look so sexy with your lips wrapped around my cock like that,” Tom whispered. I struggled as I took more and more in mouth and gagged as it hit my throat. I didn’t know exactly what I wanted, but I knew I wanted more. And what was that about licking a guy's hole? That sounded like two might feel really good, I thought to myself as I slurped and sucked and tried to please him with my young mouth. Glancing up at him, I noticed a wide smile on his face. I had a feeling Tom would teach me much that I didn't know. In fact Tom seemed to know everything - at least about sex. Not to mention he was so fucking hot. And his cock, the precum. I was totally losing myself in cock lust.

Should I Stay Or Should I Go ** Please remember to ‘like’ the story if you enjoyed it. Feel free to comment or to contact me via mail. Thx. ** Sometimes we meet a person and we know – this is the one. Do you know what I mean? You look at someone and your heart stops missing a beat. Your whole body tingles. You hear the blood rushing in your ears. The world is spinning around you. This happened to me 92 days ago. 92 days with butterflies in my body. 92 days with friends rolling their eyes, because I had only one subject. 92 days full of romance and not one fight. It is strange – in my earlier relationships I was always insecure and jealous. After a short while I was suspicious but this time everything was different. From the moment I met Scorpion I had only eyes for him. And I saw his eyes were only resting on me. It is a great feeling, if you love each other with all of your heart. And tonight I am sitting alone at home and staring into the candle light. I am not sure how long Scorpion is gone. We talked very much and we cried a lot and then he left. The evening started romantically. We bought some stuff to make dinner. We enjoy cooking together. Mostly I do the cooking and he caresses my neck and steals a kiss from my lips. Don’t get me wrong. He is all the man I need. He is quite a macho in our regular life, but also protecting and caring. I do not feel like his possession but I know also, that I belong to him. All the things have changed now. The first time we made love, I was a bit uneasy. Curious but also a bit scared. I was used to get my foreplay. I was used to get sucked and often my lovers licked my ass. With Scorpion it was like changing from day to night. He told me to undress and get on my knees. Then he opened his jeans and ordered me to suck his dick. I wanted to use my hands but he told me to keep my hands down and open my mouth widely. He grabbed my ears and started face fucking me. Although I choked, he didn’t seem to care. After a while I started drooling spit all over my chest. There was so much spit. I thought it would be disgusting, but Scorpion didn’t stop. He simply used my mouth and before shooting his load he withdrew his thick cock from my mouth and ejaculated on my face. I was breathless. At first I thought, this was way too rough, but then I realized this was exactly what I was looking for. I needed a guy who would protect me during the day and use me like a slut at night. Then he fucked me for the first time. He wanted to go bareback, but I was not comfortable with it. And so he agreed after a while to fuck me with a condom. I could see in his expression, that he wasn’t too happy about it. Our foreplay was easy and fast. I received a few slaps to my face and undressed rapidly. He ripped my underpants from my body and threw a jock strap onto the bed. “Wear these…. I don’t want to see your dick” he ordered. Then he shoved me down on my back and told me to spread my legs. He used some lube on his cock and after holding my legs up (they rested next to my chest), he fucked me hard and fast. It was almost like he tried to rip my ass apart. I have never felt so much pain and was never so much satisfied. Scorpion showed me my place and when I tried to jerk off he told me I should take my fucking hands away from my cock. At first I was offended but he explained to me later on, that it was my duty to concentrate myself on satisfying his needs. I should not distract myself by rubbing my clit. He allowed me to jerk off later, while being on the loo. Every time I returned from the bath room he was still awake and grinned cheekily and I would cuddle myself into his arms and only then he told me, how much he loved and needed me. During the act he called me names like slut and bitch. But he never said he loved me during his ejaculation. Somehow I valued that very much. It means more, if you hear those words during the day or before falling asleep. So after a while I’ve learnt, that my submissive vein was not a deficit. Don’t get me wrong. I am not feminine, but at night I am on the receiving end – and I enjoy feeling a real man within me. Several times did Scorpion try to convince me, to forget about the condom. He even promised me, to pull out before shooting his load. And last night we made love in the purest form. Skin on skin and I enjoyed it so much, knowing there was nothing between us anymore. Did I ask him about his status? No. Why? He looks great. I was sure everything would be fine and I didn’t want to make him uneasy. Maybe it was a mistake. In our time nothing can be taken for granted. So he fucked me so hard. he banged me harder than he ever did before. I was used, that he wouldn’t lick my ass. He always told me, that wouldn’t be his job. But this time he denied me any kind of lube. Still I was willing to take the pain, because I knew it would create pleasure for him. He looked me deep into the eyes, when he told me he was about to cum. I reminded him softly to pull out and with a curse he withdrew his cock and shot his load on my stomach and splattered more cum over my chest. For a moment I thought, I did something wrong. He seemed to be upset, that I asked him to keep his promise. But when I came back from the bathroom he was cute as always and he held me in his arms even while I slept. And today he opened up to me finally. He told me, while we ate our dinner, that he loved me and he wanted to be with me. I smiled at him, because it was exactly what I felt in my heart. Then he continued with a serious expression on his face, that he had to tell me something. I was concerned, because of the way his eyes looked at me. I could see a deep sadness, I had never seen before. Scorpion told me, that he was sick and he apologized for risking infecting me also. I heard the words and even though he did not say the letters, I knew he talked about HIV. At first I was furious. He fucked me bareback. Who knows if he really pulled out in time? How could he endanger my health that way? I don’t remember it clearly, but I think I threw my glass after him. I screamed at him, that I hated him and that I cursed the day I ever laid eyes on him. My whole mind was upside down. I didn’t know what to do and so I told him to piss off. Scorpion was not aggressive. He tried to touch me and he actually held me for a while and we both cried, but after a while I pushed him away and told him to leave my flat. He got up and told me, he hoped I would be okay and repeated that he was sorry. For a week I was not able to do the easiest thing. I called in sick on my work, but I didn’t go to see a doctor. All I could do was crying and after a while I asked myself, if I cried because of me or because the lost love. And then I realized, I didn’t want to miss Scorpion in my life. He was sick… okay. There are more serious diseases than HIV. Then another week passed and I received a text message, if I was okay and if he could visit me for a short while to get his stuff. The night I threw him out, he had no chance to take any of his stuff. There was his tooth brush. He left his aftershave in my bathroom. There was his shirt he slept in lately. And I had to admit I had sniffed at it lately. There were of course other clothes in the desks and cupboards. Music CD’s and DVD’s. Scorpion was almost living with me already. I had to ask myself, should I stay or should I go? A few hours after his text, I messaged him back and told him he could come to my apartment in the evening. When he arrived he had two bags with him. He greeted me and dared stepping up to me. He just hesitated for a second, but then he pulled me into his arms and told me he was really sorry and he hoped I would be ok. I couldn’t help it, but I started crying again. Scorpion rubbed my back and then smiled at me. “Everything will be fine. I promise. I took good care of you, even if I put you under danger, I am sure you will be okay…” he promised. Then he went into the bathroom and collected his stuff. After a while he went into the bedroom and opened the drawers to collect his clothes. For a while I was not able to move. I have said so many mean things. But I had to react and so I followed him into the bedroom and stood at the door frame. “Don’t go… “ I whispered. Scorpion stood with his back to me. I could not see his face, but he stopped in his movement. “Please… don’t leave me.” I added. He turned around and looked at me with his beautiful dark eyes. “It is not so easy you know that.” he replied. “Why? I see you with my heart Scorpion. You are the love of my life. There won’t be another. I may meet another guy one day, but I will never love that way again.” I sniffed. He stepped up to me and kissed my forehead. “I thought about you and me for the last two weeks. And you are right, I was mad at you at first, but things have changed. I am not scared, if you are by my side. Healthy or not – as long as you are with me, nothing can harm me.” I told Scorpion and looked deeply into his eyes. Then I went down to my knees and started opening his jeans. “No….” he said. “Yes….” I insisted. In this night we made love, the way he taught me to. “Fuck me hard and cum in me” I begged him and although he was hesitant at first, after a while he banged my ass so hard and brutal. I yelped with every stroke he did and tried my best to massage him with my slit. He slapped me twice before ejaculating and asked me again if I wanted his toxic cum. “Yes – give me your poison.” I screamed. I got lost in his eyes, when he started to moan and felt every splash of cum in my body. “Do you want to go to the loo and clean yourself up and jerk off?” he asked. “No – I would rather stay with you and I want to keep your sperm in me” I answered. He nodded and cuddled up to me. “Stay with me… forever” I whispered. “I have never met someone like you. I will never leave you” he said softly. I turned my head and kissed him on his mouth. Then I felt his cockhead swelling again and this time he fucked me from behind. I believe his promises to stay with me. Will I get and see a doctor? No. Sooner or later I will get the fuck flu – then I will know I am closer to him than ever before. There is no need to be afraid, as long as he allows me to be with him. I made my decision to stay with him.

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

I recently got fucked hard up the arse by a guy I know through work who has a girlfriend and who I have always assumed was straight and this got me thinking about some of the straight guys I have fucked with over the years. Over the years I've encountered a lot of guys who have claimed to be straight - and I haven't always been convinced - but some of them did seem to be straight guys who just liked having gay sex occasionally. It's often hard to tell and I'll leave it to you to judge as you read the post. For obvious reasons I have changed all the names in this story. I first became aware of that not everyone was as straight as they seemed when I had just turned 19 and I was at a family wedding in the north of Scotland. The reception was held at a country hotel and during the meal I had been cruised by one of the waiters. A little later on I was in the woods behind the hotel sucking his cock when I thought I heard someone approaching. I stopped sucking and listened for a moment, but there was no one there. I took his cock back into my mouth and started sucking him again. He was pushing his cock into my mouth and I knew he was close and after a few more thrusts he shot a nice big load of cum into my mouth. When he had finished, he pulled his cock out of my mouth and disappeared, leaving me on my knees with a mouthful of cum. I was just getting up when someone stepped out of the bushes. It was my cousin Simon. Simon was the same age as me but I wasn't particularly close to him. I was shitting myself - our family was very strict and I knew that Simon could get me into a lot of trouble if he wanted to. I was soon to learn, however, that Simon had something very different in mind. Before long his pants were down and I was back on my knees sucking his cock. He sighed contentedly as I sucked his cock and didn't object when I started licking his balls. I kept sucking him and after a while he gave a little grunt and I felt his cum spurting into my mouth. He didn't say anything as we walked back out of the woods but when we got back to the hotel he bought me a drink and rather shyly asked me if I would be willing to do it again some time. Of course I said yes, and I continued to suck him off regularly for the next few years - even though he had a regular girlfriend. We stopped when he got married, but after he had been married for a few years we were at a family function and Simon asked me if I fancied a walk. It wasn't too long before we were somewhere quiet and Simon had his cock out. He sighed loudly as I began to suck him and before too long I was rewarded with another big mouthful of cum. Simon has been married for over 25 years now and in all that time his wife has never sucked his cock. I cant tell you though how many times I've sucked him off during that time - whenever we've been in the same part of the country - I've sucked him off in hotel rooms, in his car and one time when he was in hospital for a minor operation I sucked him off in a side room just after his family had left. We almost got caught once when his teenage son came looking for him minutes after we had both pulled up our pants. I still suck him off when we get the chance - most recently a few months ago after a family party - he still likes having his balls licked and still gives that same little grunt just before he shoots his load. My next experience with a straight guy came about six months later with an older guy who was a friend of my parents. I had known Mr C for many years and had been friends with his son when I was at school. He was quite a big, hairy guy and although I didn't know the term then he could best be described as a bear. I had always found him attractive - and one time when I was at his house waiting for his son he had come into the room in just his pants and a T shirt looking for something. I tried not to make it obvious that I was looking at him but I thought at the time he might have noticed..... At the beginning of my second year at university I ran into Mr C in Glasgow. He told me that he came down to Glasgow on business every couple of weeks and usually stayed over. He invited me to join him for something to eat that evening and we went out for a meal and then a drink. I enjoyed his company and he genuinely seemed to enjoy mine. I still found him really attractive - and calling him by his first name, Carl, was a bit of a turn on. We arranged to meet up again a couple of weeks later when he was back in town. He took me for a meal and then we went for a drink. After we had both had a few drinks he started asking me a bit more about my life. I really liked him and I sensed he had already guessed about me - so I knew it was safe to tell him the truth. We started talking about things and after a while he leant forward and told me that he liked to do it with guys too. It wasn't long before we were in his hotel room pulling our clothes off and when we were both naked I wasted no time in going down on his cock. I enjoyed every minute of sucking his cock and licking his balls and soon he was sucking me. We sucked each other for a while and then I pulled his arse cheeks apart and began to lick his hole. From his reaction I didn't know if anyone had ever done that to him before but he clearly loved it, groaning "Oh you dirty cunt....you dirty fucking cunt....lick my arse....lick my fucking arse!" It really turned me on to hear Carl talking like that and I couldn't wait for him to fuck me. Soon I was kneeling up on the bed and Carl was pushing his cock up my arse. Being fucked by Carl was one of the best experiences of my life. He fucked me from behind for a while and then had me on my back with my legs in the air. He was playing with my cock as he fucked me and when he got close he began to wank me. I had never experienced such an intense fuck. I shot a massive load all over myself just as Carl filled my arse with his cum. When he pulled out I sucked his cock clean. "You are such a dirty cunt," he said with a grin. I met with Carl regularly for the next year or so and loved every minute of it. We would go out for a meal and a drink and then he'd take me back to his hotel and fuck me. I would spend the night with him and drift off to sleep with his big strong arms around me and his cum deep in my arse. In the morning I would suck him off or kneel up on the bed so he could fuck me again and dump another load up me before he went off to work and I went in to uni. Sometimes he would ask me to fuck him - and pushing my cock up Carl's meaty arse and fucking him until I shot my load up him was one of the best experiences of my life. When I had shot my load up him he would bend me over and fuck me. Sometimes when he wasn't staying over I would meet him for a drink after he finished work and a couple of time he fucked me in the toilets of a bar and one time he fucked me in the toilet of a Pizza Hut in the centre of town. It was in my final year at university that I first got together with Ewan. He was in the same year as me at university although in a different field. I liked him but didn't know him that well - I knew him through mutual friends including his girlfriend who was studying the same subject as me. He was really attractive, tall, slim and red haired. He seemed totally straight and to be really into his girlfriend but I couldn't help wondering about him. At this time I was regularly cruising public toilets for sex and a couple of times when I had been walking towards a notoriously active public toilet in the north of Glasgow, I had seen Ewan coming out of it...... That particular toilet had several cubicles and two of them had glory holes - the second cubicle from the end was the best one - as it had a hole in each wall and you could really have fun in there. One afternoon I was in there waiting my turn for one of the gloryhole cubicles and when a guy came out of one of them I went in. The hole was uncovered and I pulled my pants down and sat on the toilet for a moment before leaning forward and looking discretely through the hole. In the next cubicle I saw Ewan - backed up to the glory hole with his pants at his ankles and it was obvious he was being fucked. I was really turned on as I watched Ewan playing with his cock as he pushed back on the cock that was fucking him through the hole. He had realised that someone was watching by now although he couldn't see me and he motioned to me to put my cock through the hole. I did and soon he was sucking me off while the other guy continued to fuck him. I was so turned on it was all I could do not to shoot my load into his mouth. After a while he pulled off my cock and I looked through the hole again - the other guy had obviously cum and was just pulling his cock back through the hole. Ewan turned round and bent over I pushed my cock through the hole again and felt him taking hold of it and guiding it up his arse. I was so turned on I didn't last long and shot what felt like a massive load right up Ewan's arse. I left the cubicle just as Ewan came out of his. He looked at me with total shock on his face and without a word he was out of there - I don't think I've ever seen anyone move so fast. Ewan avoided me for the next few weeks and it was only when I ran into him on his own that I managed to have a word with him and told him there was no way I was ever going to tell anyone I had seen him. He took a bit of reassuring but after a while he relaxed a bit and I invited him for a drink. We got on well and enjoyed each other's company and one drink turned into several. I ended up back at his flat where I fucked him hard up the arse, with him bent over the bed begging me to fuck him harder and cum in his arse. After that we met regularly and he would suck my cock and then I would lick his arse - which he loved - before sliding my cock up him and fucking him until I shot my load up him. We would often go to his flat at lunch time for a quick fuck when his flatmates were not around and he would pull his pants down and bend over and I would fuck him hard and fast until I dumped a load up him. Ewan was clear that he was straight (!) and was not interested in anything more than sex and at the end of our final year he said he wanted to concentrate on his relationship with his girlfriend and we didn't see each other again. It was about ten years later when I encountered Ewan again. It was now the mid nineties and I was now living in London when I was invited to a friend's birthday lunch in a restaurant in north London. There was about 12 of us at the lunch and, to my surprise, Ewan was sitting at the table just opposite me. It turned out he was working down in London for a year and knew my friend through work. He was now married and had a child. As he was working in London for just a year, his wife and child had stayed in Scotland and he was going home to see them regularly. We got chatting and after the meal Ewan came back to my flat. It wasn't long before he was bent over the settee and I was fucking him from behind. His arse was still really tight and I enjoyed every minute of fucking him. This was in my safe sex period - although I was now starting to fuck occasionally without a condom - so I played safe and fucked him with a condom. We started meeting regularly and after we had met a couple of times he told me I didn't need to bother with a condom. I fucked him bareback and shot my load deep into his arse and after that condoms were not mentioned again. We fucked regularly after that and, although Ewan insisted that he never had gay sex with anyone else, I wasn't convinced. I was fairly sure I could taste cum in his arse a couple of times when I was rimming him - but if anything this just turned me on even more and made me shoot an even bigger load than usual up his married arse. At the end of his period working in London Ewan went back to Scotland and made it clear he wasn't interested in keeping in touch. This was pretty much what I expected and I wasn't really bothered - although I really liked him I knew perfectly well that we wanted completely different things. It was about ten years later when I ran into Ewan again. I was on a two day management course in a hotel in Manchester and late in the evening I had joined some colleagues from the course in the hotel bar for a few drinks. A group from another course were drinking at the bar and when I went up to buy some drinks I found myself standing next to Ewan. We chatted briefly - he was still married and now had two teenage children - and then I went back to join my colleagues from the course. I could see that Ewan was drinking quite heavily as the evening wore on and I saw him looking over at me a few times. I had a feeling he might be up for a fuck and took my chance when he went to the toilet. I wrote my room number on a piece of paper and headed in the same direction. I had timed it perfectly - Ewan was coming out of the toilet as I went in and as we passed each other he looked at me and I slipped the paper with my room number into his pocket. He was still drinking in the bar when I went up to my room but about ten minutes later he was at the door. I pulled him into the room and he pulled me towards him and kissed me. It was as if no time had passed since I last saw him - he was clearly up for it and soon he was wearing nothing but his polo shirt and his socks and I was sucking his cock and licking his arse. I rimmed him for a while and then stood up and began rubbing my cock over his wet arse. He moaned and I began to push my cock into his arse. He pulled back "You have to use a condom" he said. I told him I didn't have one and he groaned. He had been drinking heavily but I knew he knew exactly what he was doing. I pushed my cock against his arse again "You want this, don't you?" I said as I pushed the head of my cock into his arse. He moaned "Yeah..... I want it....... I fucking want it!" I rubbed some lube into his hole and then pulled his cheeks apart, lined up my cock and pushed. He was still very tight but I slid up him easily and began to fuck him. He was moaning now "fuck me...fuck me..." as I began to fuck him harder. I enjoyed every minute of the fuck and I wanted it to last as long as I could but the fact that I was so turned on and the fact that his arse was really tight meant that I was soon close to cumming. I fucked him as hard as I could and after a while I began to cum in his arse. I hadn't cum for over a week and I knew I was shooting a really big load up his unprotected, married arse. When I had finished breeding him and pulled out he pulled on his pants, trousers and shoes, kissed me and left the room. I haven't seen him again since. Part 2 to follow

I was bored earlier this evening so I went online. I'm on holiday so I wanted to hit the local chatroom to see if I could find any bottoms nearby. Boring. None. Nada. But then 'Guy25' opened up a private chat and we started chatting. After twenty-five minutes, we decided to see each other. I told him to come, but since I'm staying in a relative's house we would have to use the attic. We got turned on by the idea of a dusty, dark place to have a sweet fuck. An hour later he texted saying "I'm at the door, come out." I went downstairs, opened the gate and he stepped in. As soon as he passed by my side, I slapped him in his ass and he smiled. Ten seconds in the lift and I was already massaging his cock. We got to the last floor of the block and joked about the luxury of the place, then I opened the door, we entered, and I locked the door behind us. Then the SEX began. We made out wildly and he started stroking me, getting me hard in seconds. I pushed him down to his knees, forcing him to take my cock. He nibbled and gulped my cock, and fuck, he could all but swallow the whole piece. After a few minutes, I told him to jerk himself off as I face-fucked him. We were both sweating profusely, and he stood-up, as much to get some as as to kiss me. With that I turned him around and pushed him against the wall, probing his hole. He reached back and grabbed my cock, making an effort to take it raw, but he was tight as fuck, so I reached into my wallet, found a rubber, and pulled it on. Now I was able to shove my way into his hole without any big problem, but my cock began to loose its rigidity, so I leaned on his back and whispered in his ear: "I'm taking it off." He said nothing so I banged his ass, drilling away. After 15 minutes I announced "I'm close," adding "Where d'ya want it?" And he replied "I don't mind. Your call." So I speed-up and held him still, thrusting powerfully as I came, pumping my seed into his hole. Meanwhile he blew his jizz onto the floor, quietly moaning, even though I was trying to stifle his groans. Two loads later, we dressed up and he took off. I came home after a hot session of barebacking.

Part 1. As I slowly regained consciousness, the first thing I felt was pain--excruciating pain, deep in my stomach and my asshole--that shot through my body in waves. Next came the ripe, musky smell of sweat, followed by the sounds of men having sex. I opened my eyes. Everything around me was dark and blurry, but I could make out a huge shadowy figure looming over me. I instinctively knew that everything I was feeling--the pain, the smells, the sounds--was coming from this enormous man, and I realized that I was being raped. I tried to scream, but my mouth wouldn't open. I tried to push him away, but I couldn't move my arms and legs. I realized then that I was paralyzed. The only part of my body I could control were my eyes. All I could do was watch in horror as this brutal beast tore apart my insides with every stroke of his burning hot cock. "Aha!" he suddenly snarled, noticing my eyes were open. His face then took on a frightening cruelty and viciousness, and he punched me in the stomach, knocking the wind out of me and causing my anal sphincter to tighten around his cock. He started thrusting into me even harder, shouting at me in a coarse, guttural language I didn't understand. And then, as if out of nowhere, I heard a familiar voice. "He's calling you a dirty whore... a worthless faggot," the voice hissed, "He says he's ripping you open... and when he's done... no one will ever want you... you filthy cunt!" I knew that voice. I tried in vain to turn my head, to see where it was coming from. "Don't bother trying to move, Allen," the hate-filled voice continued, "We've pumped you so full of drugs you won't be able to move for at least another hour, while Ibrahim the Beast here rips your asshole to pieces." "And you're going to love every minute of it, you nasty little cunt" hissed Will's voice, "aren't you, little brother?" --- Six months earlier --- I was born and raised in San Francisco as the fourth, unplanned child of ex-hippies, who were almost 50 by the time I was born. My parents called me their "miracle baby," and pampered me so much that by the time I turned 16, everyone called me "Her Highness" behind my back. It didn't help that even as a junior in high school, I still looked like a girl: 5'5", 120lbs, blond curly hair, and soft, nearly hairless ivory-white skin. Everyone but my parents thought I was a spoiled, whiny little princess, but I never got teased or bullied growing up because they all respected and feared my older brothers--Jack, Neal and Will--who were already in their late 20s by the time I was born. Like so many children of liberal baby-boomers, my brothers rebelled by becoming conservative. Against our parents' wishes, they joined the Catholic Church, played high school football, registered as Republicans and, when the First Gulf War broke out in 1990, enlisted in the U.S. Army. They came back from their tours in Kuwait as tough, hardened men who rarely ever smiled. Jack, the eldest, became a math teacher and football coach at our high school. Jack was the only brother to get married, but his 4-year, childless marriage to a fellow schoolteacher ended in divorce when I was about 2 years old. Neal, the second oldest, joined the San Francisco Police Department and quickly rose through the ranks to become captain. Neal had plenty of live-in girlfriends over the years, but never got married. Will, the third son, initially followed Neal's footsteps into the SFPD, but later joined the FBI; after 9/11, he left the FBI for a secretive job at Homeland Security that had him constantly traveling around the world. Unlike me, my brothers were also incredible specimens of manhood. I had clearly inherited my mother's genes, with my willowy frame and pale, delicate features, but my brothers took after my father, whose ancestors were from Lebanon and Syria--they weren't tall (about 5'10") but they were all built like brick shithouses, with black, curly hair covering nearly every inch of their muscular, burly bodies, and while I'd never seen them naked, I couldn't help but notice the flashlight-sized bulges in their pants. I grew up admiring my brothers from afar. They had all left home by the time I was born, and while they dutifully protected me from the bullies at school or in the neighborhood, they otherwise kept a polite distance. That all changed about a year ago, a few months after I turned 16. Our parents, who had patiently put up with my childish, selfish behavior for so many years, were tragically killed in a car accident. Since I was still a minor, it was decided that my brothers (who were in their early 40s at the time) would act as my co-guardians until I turned 18. Since Will was still traveling a lot for work, I was to spend half the year living with Jack and the other half with Neal. While our parents' death was devastating for everyone, I took it especially hard. I decided that I didn't want to be the good little "princess" any more, and started acting out--sneaking out at night and hanging with the "street kids" in our neighborhood. Most of these kids were gay runaways who made a living on the streets hustling or selling drugs, and I found myself being drawn to the danger, the excitement, and the hot sex that their lives promised. --- Meeting Antoine --- I was especially drawn to Antoine, a tall, skinny 23-year old black guy from Houston who was the unofficial leader of the local street gang. He supplied the rest of the kids with drugs (to use or sell), escorted for a bunch of white guys who couldn't get enough of his big, black cock, and made enough money to rent his own apartment near the Castro. I first met Antoine at a sex party in his apartment. I was invited by two street kids I used to hang out (and fool around) with sometimes--Manuel, a short but muscular 20-year old Salvadoran with visible gang tattoos, and Luis, a scrawny but tough-looking 18-year old Mexican from Fresno. There were four other guys at the party when we arrived--four big, black thugs. One of them, the tallest and best-looking of the group, got up and walked over. "Hi, I'm Antoine," he said, flashing a big smile and immediately putting me at ease, "and you must be Allen. I've heard a lot about you." He was tall--almost a foot taller than me--and strong, and when he draped his arm around my shoulders and walked me over to meet the rest of the guests, I felt safe and protected for the first time since my parents had died. "That there is Omar," he said, pointing to a 30s-ish dark-skinned man sitting on the couch with his shirt off, showing off a sinewy, heavily-muscled chest. "He's a good ni#$a to know; if he likes you he'll hook you up with anything you need and everything you want." Omar leaned back on the couch, looked me up and down, and smiled. "Nothing not to like so far," he said. "And those two motherfuckers fucking around with my party supplies," Antoine said, pointing to a couple of light-skinned thugs with matching face tattoos, "don't like it when I give out out their names to white boys they don't know, so you can just call them Master X and Master Y for now." The Masters, as I later came to know them, were bent over the coffee table measuring out white crystals into small plastic bags, and didn't look up. Antoine turned to me and asked, "so Manuel and Luis tell me you like to party, yeah?" I smiled and nodded sheepishly. I'd smoked weed before, but the Latino boys had recently introduced me to molly and poppers, which I absolutely loved. The fact that Manuel and Luis had then "taken advantage" of me by spit-roasting me only made it hotter. Antoine laughed, grabbed my right hand and brought it down to his crotch, where I could feel a huge cock starting to uncoil like a snake. "Baby, look what you're doing to me already," he said. "We are gonna have some fun tonight!" Antoine then turned to Manuel and Luis and told them to give me some weed and molly, then take me into the bathroom to get ready. Half an hour later, freshly partied up, cleaned out, and hurriedly spit-roasted again by Manuel and Luis, I walked back into the living room wearing nothing but a jockstrap. The lights were turned down, and the TV was playing black-on-white porn. Antoine, Omar, and the Masters had taken off their clothes and were sitting around the coffee table blowing thick, white clouds. Antoine looked up and called us over. "Allen baby, why don't you come here and suck my dick," he said with a devilish smile, then ordered Manuel and Luis to start servicing Omar and the Masters. I walked over to Antoine, eyeing the uncut brown snake resting on his lap. As I got down on my knees, his enormous cock grew even bigger, lengthening to about 12 inches in length and about 7 inches around. As I reached out and carefully raised his cock to my mouth, a line of clear pre-cum stretched from his lap to the gorgeous reddish head peeking out of his foreskin. I leaned over, stuck out my tongue, and gingerly licked the pre-cum from the tip. Antoine shuddered, and sank deeper into the couch, closing his eyes and moaning. I slowly pulled his foreskin back and started licking the creamy cheese underneath, taking my time to savor the taste. As I started to wrap my lips around his cockhead, Antoine pulled my head back up. "Hey baby," he said, "if you're going to take all of my dick we're gonna have to get you ready." He grabbed a bong from the coffee table and started heating it in front of my mouth. Looking down at the white wisps circling the bowl, I felt unsure of what I was doing for the first time that evening. "I'm sorry," I said sheepishly, "it's just, I've never done Tina before." "Oh baby," said Antoine with his beautiful smile, "there's nothing to worry about. Nobody here is going to hurt you; this'll just make it more fun for everyone." I looked down at his cock, which was starting to wilt. "It's not that I don't trust you," I said, "it's just, I'm worried about getting addicted." "Who said anything about getting addicted?" Antoine said loudly, the first hint of a frown on his face. In an even louder voice he continued, "Baby, with me, Omar and the Masters in the room you don't have to worry about nothing! We're all here to make sure you have a great time, right?" he said, looking over at his other guests. They all looked up and nodded. Antoine turned back to me and said, "All you got to do, baby, is relax, stop thinking so much, and just do what I tell you, okay?" I nodded and took his cock back in my mouth, determined not to disappoint this big, strong, beautiful, amazing black man. As I began licking his shaft like an ice cream cone, however, out of the corner of my eye I saw several pairs of feet approaching. Everything that followed happened so quickly that I didn't have time to react. Antoine suddenly grabbed my head and pulled me off his dick while the other guests grabbed my arms and legs; Antoine then leapt to his feet and ordered the others to turn me over and hold me down. As I lay on the floor struggling to break free, I suddenly felt a sharp, unbearable pain in my balls that made me shriek out loud--but only for a second, as Antoine quickly shoved a damp, rank athletic sock in my mouth to muffle my screams. Antoine was now on top of me, one hand covering my mouth and the other gripping my balls. "Allen baby, you just gotta calm down a bit," he said in a calm, soothing voice, "the pain will go away as soon as you stop struggling. I don't want to hurt you unless I have to, and I won't have to hurt you if you'll just calm down and listen to me." He leaned in and whispered into my ear, "Shhh, baby, that's right, just calm down and shush for a moment and I'll make the pain go away." And once I stopped struggling, he gently kissed my cheek, and whispered, "That's a good boy, Allen, that's it. You're such a good boy." Antoine and the other guests gradually loosened their grips until there was no pain left, as Antoine had promised. He then turned to Manuel and Louis and told them to get the first slam ready. "We wanted to ease you in at first, baby, but since you've been acting like such a bitch tonight, we have no other choice but to start you off with a slam," he told me as Omar tightened a leather strap around my arm. "It's going to be a bit intense at first, baby, and you'll probably have trouble breathing for a couple seconds until you start coughing. But then you'll feel the most intense rush you've ever felt in your entire life, and everything we do to you will start feeling so good, baby, you won't ever want us to stop!" "Now close your eyes for me, baby, for just five seconds," he said, gently biting my neck at the same time I felt a small pinch in my arm. "Now count to five with me... one... two... three... four..." Before we got to five, however, I felt Omar loosening the leather strap around my arm, and I suddenly understood why people call it slamming. As Antoine had predicted, after a few seconds of feelings like I couldn't breathe, followed by a short coughing fit, wave after wave of searing hot pleasure, unlike anything I'd ever felt before, slammed into me like a ton of bricks and started radiating through my body, and the room around me felt brighter, as if my brain had abruptly reset my eyes' brightness level to maximum. And then, just as quickly, my senses start coming back down to earth. The waves of pleasure and joy were replaced by a ravenous, insatiable hunger for sex--I suddenly found myself wanting a never-ending stream of humongous horse cocks shoved up my ass and crammed down my throat, unleashing rivers of ni#%a cum into every orifice of my body. I started jacking off with my right hand, then spread my legs and raised my knees so my left hand could reach my asshole. "Oh god, fuck me, Antoine!" I gasped, desperately finger-fucking my pussy, "please, please fuck me! Fuck me over and over again; and pass my nasty used cunt around!" "Yeah, baby?" Antoine teased, "you wanna get raped, is that it? You want your sweet little boypussy gangraped by ni#$a cocks?" He swatted my fingers out of my asshole and shoved his entire 12-inch cock up my chute in one monstrous stroke. I screamed out in pain, but Antoine just covered my mouth with his mitt-sized hands and shouted, "Shut the fuck up, you filthy little whore! This is what you were begging for, so this is what you're going to get!" --- To be continued ---

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

The weekend of the 4th of August: I was horny and had just acquired some party favs with the end result of hooking up with a hung poz pig that gets off on breeding his toxic poz seed into a wanting hole, as well as, getting fucked. Jay, hits me up on Scruff and wants to come over and breed his poz seed into me and more than once. I agreed and when he arrived we went right to it. He had a nice cock, great for fucking and deep seed breeding. The more we partied the more intense our sexual interactions became. It was at one point after we had exchanged dna that I had asked if he ever slammed. He said yeah and did he want me to have him admin to me? I said, sure. As I began preparing the point, he asked me how strong I made it. I replied, .60. He asked me to make it a double and that he wanted the first half and then slam me with the rest along with his raw poz blood. I was stunned for a few seconds. But I became instantly boned up, rock hard and began to pre-cum. When he slammed himself, I licked his arm of the little blood that remained and he asked if I was ready? Yeah, I replied. I watched as he injected into my vein the mixture of the t and his toxic poz blood. It was a good slam, I was out of breath for a second as he walked me over to the sofa and bent me over and began to rim and eat out my hole with such veracity. Man, it felt so fucking awesome. Without any notice, he raised up and rammed his cock into me, balls deep, and began pounding until he asked me if I wanted another dirty load? I replied as to be practically begging for it, Yes, please. He must have blown 5 or 6 loads into me, and I only 2 in him. When he left I had cum oozing from my hole. I kept his toxic seed in me until the next morning. I'll be anxious to get tested soon and see the results of that pig nasty, perverted night.

I just turned 18 so I was forced out of the of the orphanage that I grew up in. My brother was forced out 18 months ago so I decided to see and be with him. Both of us never knew our parents as we were just drop off. Growing up there was not easy as we never received enough food so our bodies never fully develop like most men do. I'm 5ft 5 maybe 100 LBS. and my brother about the same, as to our education we are both at maybe a 5th-grade reading level at best. I find my brother and he is living in a seedy part of town really a flop house and works as a day laborer and just to survive. We both don't care as we are together again and for us, that is good enough. As we are not mussel bound like everyone else at the place we stand by for day work and we are always the last to be pickup or who are willing to do jobs others would not do. Its hard work but we are together and we might have nothing but we have each other. Today everyone picked and we are just hanging when this truck we have never seen before ask us if we are willing to go with him and plant some bushes on his property outside of town. As we need the money just to eat and our bellies are growling we take the job. The ride is close to 2 hours and it has us worried a little bit but we soon pull into this very long driveway. We get out and Mr. Jackson says boys you might be here a few days as that whole driveway these bushes have to be planted and do you want to stay and I will give diner and some extra cash, we look at each other and say it sounds great. It's 7 am and we start working and it's hot maybe 90 degrees and by sundown, we are both exhausted as Mr. Jackson says you boys did a great job and during the day he would bring out water and some food so we did not see anything strange. He invites us into his home and has a meal to die for us. Instead of water he now has some fruit juice for us to dring which I never had before but we both are starving and thirsty. What I do feel is that I'm feeling a little lite headed and as I see my brother fall out of the chair and then I pass out. Mr.Jackson takes me out of the cage I'm in and says are you going to fight me like your brother did. I say NO and he smiles and gives me some juice that tastes awful with a metallic taste. After he shaved me so I'm now hairless like my brother as he puts the chastity cage back on.Then Mr. Jackson leads me over to the drain and bends me over and shoves a hose in my hole and is very roughly as he kisses the back of my neck and says I love virgin holes to break in so I'm going to be nice to you so just stand there. I see Mr.Jackson bring a bag over and says you will love Miss Tina so much, he takes a piece out and has me bend over then tells me to spread my cheeks wide, as he puts his finger in my hole again and whatever Miss Tina is it starts to burn and I panic, Mr.Jackson says relax boy it will soon pass and you will want your hole filled up. I'm put back into the cage as my hole is begging for something so to prevent me from using my fingers my my hole I'm handcuffed to the cage. My brother is taken out of the cage Mr. Jackson says you going to give me any trouble again and my brother says no as Mr. Jackson pulls out a funny looking pipe and puts a lighter to it and tells my brother to put his mouth on it and now take a deep breath and inhale real slow and hold it, then exhale slowly and my brother is coughing but is liking it and does it again and again. He looks bug-eyed as my brother is put back into the cage. As I'm pulled out of the cage Mr. Jackson takes my arm and says you saw how to smoke Miss Tina now I'm going you what we call a slam Miss Tina, my arm is tied off I see the needle and I ask Mr' Jackson are you going to clean my arm first and Mr. Jackson laughs and says its not needed, I see the blood fill the syringe and then the plunger is empty and I cant breath , I cough as Mr. Jackson says that is a light dose of 0.2 later you will be begging for more as he leads me over to a bench. Mr. Jackson you boys are now going to find out what you were born for as he straps me to one of the benches. He takes my brother out and straps to the other bench and we now face to face. This is the first time we are seeing Mr. Jackson naked he has a few weird tattoos and a metal ring through the head of his dick. I'm first as Mr.Jackson buries his face in my butt cheeks as I feel his tongue working over my hole, it feels great as his finger is back in me and that now feels fine then the burning starts again. He comes in front and tells my brother to suck his dick and my brother complies, then says you will make it nice and wet and if you do a good job it will be easier on your brother. As Mr. Jackson turns around right above his dick I can see 3 letters POZ, then says to my brother very good job as I feel that metal ring being run up and down the crack of my hole. When he starts to push the head of his dick into me the pain is more than I can take and ask him to stop but he keeps pushing it in slowly until he is balls deep. The pain is a lot as I'm seeing stars from it as he just starts to do short strokes .Mr. Jackson says you don't know how good it feels to have my POZ dick in a virgin hole and soon I will make it into a bleeding cunt. He smacks me on the ass really hard and starts to pull out and then drives back in again and again, but each time the pain is way less and I'm starting to enjoy it and right before Mr. Jackson cums in me I'm moaning like the bitch I am. When he pulls out he walks in front of me and I see his cum covered dick and there is blood on it as he grabs my brother's head and tells him to clean it real good which he does. I see Mr.Jackso go behind my brother and starts to buries his face in my brother's ass and he is really enjoying it till the burning starts and I see he knows that what happened to me is going to happen to him. I see my brother is crying from the pain of Mr.Jackson dick with the P.A. on tearing up his hole up like he did mine and just like by the end my brother is moaning also. Mr. Jackson is standing by me with his cum covered dick and dark blood and he does not say a word just as I open my mouth and start to clean his dick off with my brother blood on it. Mr.Jackson says we are not his sons yet but in a few weeks we will be as he puts back into our cages. For the next month, every day we are smoking the pipe getting slammed and booty bump drinking that rotten tasting juice before we get our daily fucking and after a week it does not hurt any more and we don't see our blood on Mr.Jackson dick.

first guy at my place, 40 yo, fucked me and shoot in my mouth. second guy, anon cock at the local glory hole, sucking on my knees until he shoot ahge creamy load in my mouth. That's how I had the second load. Then, I came out of the cabin and my master saw me and pushed me back in where he shoved his dick deep in my throat. A couple of times I risked to puke the cum that was already in my stomach but I managed to keep it inside and as reward, the third load was shot directly in my throat, joining the others. Small break, to take a coke and the guy behind me grabbed my ass, opened the door of the other cabin with the mattress and 2 minutes later I was doggy taking his nice cock. The 4th load was also shot in my mouth and the coke is still there waiting to be opened... Around 1 am I left the adult cinema, on the way home I was reading messages on kik and one regular buddy was horny and full... we arrived at my place at the same time and I got fucked on the stairs down in the basement. 5 minutes of hard pumping and he left his load was deep in my ass. This was just a Friday.. I wonder what more the weekend will offer me.

Shaping up to be an awesome tale!

Every time I think that the art of fiction writing is nearly dead, along comes an author giving us a top-notch story. A huge thanks for the time and effort you’ve already put into this.

Having been fucked and bred thousands of times I have absolutely no regrets whatsoever. I have thoroughly appreciated every centimetre of stick cock pumped into me and every drop of seed deposited in me. Have been a totally unashamed slut for 30 years and still have a no cock or load refused ethic

To each, his own. Personally, been stuck on cigarguys from an early age, probably because my Uncle and cousin were both into em..and half the hot guys in Tampa. Pipes..well, just don't hit the same sweetspot for me. *chuckle*

Cigars are great, but pipes are better and make my cock harder. ?

Well, I guess that answered my question about where did my images and videos go. Sadly, I didn't keep the originals on my computer. Can we get a larger size allocation that 250KB? Almost nothing is that small anymore, even normal images are running 3 MB.

So love this! Makes me so hard every time!

As the black stud inseminated my ass, he held on to my hips and pushed all the way inside me.I felt his cock continue to spasm and ejaculate inside of me. His cock gripped tightly by my pussy as it left it's mark as only the second penis to have had sex with it. "The names Marcus bitch boy, and you'll be remembering that name for awhile, and this here is my buddy Big Richard." With that he pulled his huge cock out of my asshole. My anus gaped wider than it ever had for a second or two while semen leaked out of me in globs. But most of it had been deposited deep inside me and didn't come out. Then Big Richard pulled his now flaccid but still firm and large penis out of my mouth. "Damn Isabel, (using the slut name Sal gave me) Your hot mouth really drained my fat balls" He then pulled his dick out of my mouth, which was soaked in semen. and plopped his huge balls on my face and let them rest there. The odor was so strong. I was in total slut mode now as I had just been fucked and my small dick just lay on there, untouched. I started sucking on his ball sac, the flavor enveloping me, as if I was in a trance. This went on for a few minutes, Marcus left the room saying "I'll be seeing you around Isabel", and my mouth was able to sputter out "Thank you! I hope to see you too!" Sal stormed into the room "Richard!!! The first trial is over, you were told to leave when you had came in him!" Big Rich, grudgingly removed his fat balls from my face, "Bye sweetie, we'll play again soon" and I responded, "O-oh kay", with a big smile on my face. I then looked at Sal, who seemed quite pleased now that Rich had left me to him. "Well this is something I've never once seen, usually the sluts I'm brought need to be broken in a bit more before they become so addicted to man's cocks. But you seem like you'd happily take more. I have good news for you then..." "Wait...., okay" I said, almost interrupting him.. " Yes I know I'm hopelessly gay by now, not just gay.. but a born to be a cock loving faggot! But you can't just use people against their will! What is this place?! What do you mean by trials! My asshole has been gouged into by a massive dick, I don't think I can take more!" "That isn't up to you" Sal said with a huge grin. "Haven't you figured it out by now? This is a brothel of sorts, a secret underground brothel of which no authority, state or federal is aware of" I have many benefactors and customers, as well as sluts like you. You see you aren't a whore, because you aren't to be paid in money. You are paid in sex, room, and healthcare provided by my in house doctor. These trials are to test your limits and make sure you can handle my customers... Your "Mr. Thomas" as you call him grew tired with you, as he has before with bitches he picks up off the street. Although you are the first one he's brought me that he's tricked into loving him. He continued, " I have been monitoring these trials by a number of cameras, if my observations are correct your young ass can handle quite large cocks, and happily could take more. The trouble is it has grown quite loose, Mr. Thomas has never ruined a hole so thoroughly as he has ruined yours. It is then my decision to offer you to my most endowed members, who rarely find sluts who can handle their cocks without utterly breaking their rectums. It is not known whether our members are hiv+ or not. It is a risk they take. You will be given the night to shower and sleep and eat a bit, your work starts tomorrow. The room was emptied, a coupe of bullish men escorted me to a private chamber. I was in too much shock to have said anything in protest, and too weak to struggle. Semen ran down my legs after spurting out of my loosened boy pussy. My small penis was erect as we walked, knowing that it served no real purpose as my asshole was my only true sexual organ. I was thrown into a surprisingly luxurious room, which was carpeted, had a comfortable temperature, a mini fridge, a toilet, a little closet shower equipped with an enema, and most impressively a really comfy looking little single bed. Next to which was a nightstand, upon which was a little alarm clock/intercom thing. Just as i was looking at it, a voice came out of it "greetings Isabelle, this will be your home for a time to come, in addition to the necessities of life, look in your nightstand for an array of dildos, a catalouge of your clients cocks, and also a contract stating your loss of U.S. citizenship, You are now one of Sal's loveboys. Please report to Chamber 4-C at approximitly 11 a.m. Just as the computerized female voice ended addressing me, I instantly realized how full of cum my bowels were! The black guy must have really cum a pint in me! I thought. Good thing it was only one room i had to navigate to the toilet, after getting there my anus opened wide and slowly out poured more cum than I thought a man could ejaculate. I thought it would never end. Above the toilet there was a mirror (obviously placed there for anal inspection) and I saw my ass pussy flexing out cum. My anus lips were thick and full looking. There was muscle growing there, as my asshole grew more and more as sex organ, more and more it was being re-purposed as a cock pleasuring tool. Strong enough to firmly grip and suck on a penis. I then noticed my frame was thinning, I was no longer working out or eating as much and my stomach line had thinned a bit. I was still quite toned and in no way scronny. But in almost a feminine way. My butt had not lost any muscle though and because of this it appeared I had the slight feminine curves. As the last bit of cum leaked out, I cleaned up and crashed on the bed. I was so exhausted, what a long day. I awoke to the buzzing alarm clock near my bed. "It is now 10 a.m. You must now shower, and ready your body for today's work." I almost immediately did as the voice said. As I was getting out of the shower the door to my room opened. A young girl about my age entered the room. She was blonde and absolutely beautiful by almost any standards. I stood naked like a deer caught in the headlights. "Who are you?" I said My cock so limp and my ball-sack tight against my body. I would appear in no way like a man to her. " I am here to shave you and make sure you are ready to work by 11!" She looked down at my crotch and smirked... "Wow Isabelle your boy clit is really pathetic looking, turn around let me inspect your cunt" I had never thought a girl would be looking at my asshole before, but I did as instructed. I bent over and she opened up a bag she had brought with and with a flashlight and i long thing metal prod she began inspecting my asshole. " Oh my god this thing looks like it can take dick, the lips are so full and strong looking" She caused it to flex as she prodded deeper into it. "Well it looks like your clean and relaxed, no wonder why Sal assigned you to the bigger guests." She then instructed me to get into the tub and lather myself up with shaving cream. Over the next half hour she shaved my entire body aside from my head. I was so smooth! I felt so sexy. She then applied lotion to my entire body. "Good to go" She said. "Your first assignment for the day is probably waiting in room 4C by now. I'll escort you there. Put something sexy on, this guest will want you to wear women's lingerie and likes it when his boys act shy and feminine, that's all the advice you'll need, he's going to love that hole of yours" I found some women's underwear in a drawer under the bed. It was a pink and black two piece with little laces and furls and the material was just slightly see through. "Oh by the way I'm Anna, all you boys have one of us assigned to you for various reasons. To keep it short, I'm your job coach!, i make sure your ready to be fucked when called. I also observe occasionally, to make sure you are performing adequately, and to encourage further talents" She quickly escorted me to room 4C and entered the room with me. The room was small, dimly lit and had velvet curtains on all 4 sides, with a large bed in the center of the room. On this bed was a giant of a man. He must have been 6'6'' at least and 350 pounds. He was muscular looking with quite a bit of extra padding. Almost like a professional wrestler look. He was white with slightly tanned skin, dark hair, clean shaven but with a good amount of body hair. He was already naked and was sitting up against the back board. A large grin appeared. I gazed down this mountain of a man until my eyes met a gargantuan between his thighs. It was a behemoth. Thick veins covered it's mass, all 12 inches of it. It looked so bumpy too. But the real wonder was the girth. At it's base it was crowned with a large dense patch of hair and under it rested enormous balls, the size of tennis balls. Then as if in a trance my eyes followed the hulking mass all the way down to the circumcised head. A bulb of pink flesh that sat at the end of the shaft. The head was so big that it was like a fist. I stood there motionless. "Come sit on papa's lap, girl" Still not being used to being called by the opposite gender I stood there confused, waiting for Anna to respond.... "Uh he means you slut boy" she whispered. Oh, duh I thought to myself, I'm the one who takes cock for a living now, not my her. "O-okay", I stuttered, trembling as I walked over to the bed. He laughed to himself as I crawled pathetically upon the mattress and over to him. I feebly climbed into his lap. As I did I could smell him. His body odor and musk filled my nostrils. I was starting to see now that the type of men I was to please are often the type to not care about showering before sex. They viewed their mate as an object, and thus these men did not care about the vulgarity of their stench. They only wished to ram their cocks into a hole and impregnate it. The most basic of instincts. As I was now on his lap I weakly lifted up my head to meet his eyes with my own. I could now see the looks of this man. Not especially good looking, in fact he had a rather vile and perverted expression on his face. He had a big mouth, thick purple lips. And then out slipped a tongue, extending to a surprising length out of his mouth. This man had the ability to protrude a large amount of his tongue. He licked his lips and pulled me completely on top of him. He carresed me and lay his mouth upon mine. As he did I felt his cock tremble, it was now between my thighs. His thick lips pressed upon mine and he smooched and sucked on my own lips. He kissed me in a way that a man kisses a woman. His toungue explored my mouth. For some reason my anus was out of control. It kept flexing and pulsing, like it sensed it's mate. "Forgive my vulgarity if you would, it's not often I have a little cutie like you, even in this place. I've been told I'll only be your 3rd. I'm going to thoroughly fuck your hole until your convinced you've never actually been a man. I'm going to cum in you so much and so deep you might actually get pregnant, and after the hours long banging I'm going to give you I'm going make Anna hold a cup under your cunt until you squeeze out my love juices and make you drink them, I'm aware that in your former life you were a straight young stud, so i'm going to have Anna watch as your ass pussy makes a meal out of my meat" "I will comply" Anna said modestly, "would you like me to record any of it?" "Yes of course! But I want you to only focus on the anus, She'll look back at the footage and see firsthand when she lost any ounce of masculinity she once had!!" He turned his head to me... "you may call me master or daddy" My mouth dripped with the saliva his tongue transferred into it, a blank expression on my face, I simply nodded. Instinctively I began moving my hips working his cock closer and closer to my butthole. The thing felt like a muscular arm between my legs, soon i got it to the point where my anus was rubbing up and down against the top of his shaft. I can't explain it but it was like my boy pussy was sending out pheremones cause is his cock became ultra hard. I could smell it from where my head was, a few feet away. He used his giant arms to push me downwards, it was clear he wanted me to pleasure him with my mouth... As my head neared his crotch the scent of male odors filled my nose. His cock smelled so richly of powerful manly fumes. It almost burned my nostrils. But i still managed to get my mouth right next to the mammoth purple cock head, the dick slit wide, his piss hole was large and was like the eye of a great cyclops staring me down. My mouth wide open, my cock tingling, my anus convulsing, i wrapped my lips around about the first 1/3 of his cock head. I now tasted the scent i had been smelling since i entered the room. It was intoxicating.... My mouth wrapped around this behemoth, i worked it's underside with my tongue.. I felt heavy pulsing coming from it with my tongue... The taste was so strong, like he hadn't bathed before this. While I was expected to be totally clean inside and out like an angel, this old goblin of a man, with his bestial penis was violating my mouth. As i continued to work his cock with my whore-boy mouth, he started moaning and grunting, this went on for minutes, and the stench of his penis became infused with my mouth and tongue. I was on all fours, straddled upon him, my hot ass sticking up in the air while my mouth did the dirty work... Eventually he spoke. "This is so good, hopefully Sal is right about you, and you'll be able to take this up your sexy girly boy cunt!" Sal looked at Anna suddenly "Bitch, start taking pictures, I want his family and friends back home to eventually see this cock crazed slut lose all will worshiping my dirty cock!" Anna started taking pictures immediately. Over the course of what seemed like forever I did worship his cock. I got used to the smell and started enjoying it. Every once in a while I pulled off it to examine it and appreciate it. It was truly freakishly big. It also curved upward and even when erect had that fleshy flexibility. The veins going up and down it were huge and it had several bumps, including one between the head and the shaft on the lower side, it didn't look infected or anything just ugly. And I a boy (was I?) of 18 was letting this thing desecrate my mouth. This wasn't like the other 2 men who had used my mouth as a pussy for their cocks, as they were decently proportioned and good looking men. This ugly creature was way different. He clearly got off on the fact he was ugly and a cretin and that he was deflowering my innocence. Or at least any I still had left. Back and forth my mouth went, going down on his thick juicy cock. I was starting to be able to get it deeper and deeper into my throat, and once in awhile when i came up for air, i'd slide my tongue up and down his piss slit. My sensitive tongue felt the opening of his piss hole, it was large. And all the sudden a splash of pre-cum ejected into my faggot mouth. The salty stinky juice filled my mouth. It tasted so fucking good. My mind took the gross fluid as motivation and kept working that cock. "Good god his asshole is like convulsing" Anna said, shocked, which was scary considering all she had probably seen. "It looks so wet, I know he's taken a few cocks by now but he's only 18 and just look at that thing, it's just so horny for dick! If my anus ever became like that i'd be so ashamed!" I heard more pictures being taken. "Let me see!" the brute replied. He spun me around effortlessly and all the sudden my butt was next to his head, and my head was still near his mammoth cock, which was still leaking precum. "Holy shit! It's partly gaped! Without any intrusion!? And why does it look so juicy, and your ass lips are so thick!? MMMMmmmm, get your mouth back 'round my cock, slut! Your asshole needs a good licking!" Now absolutely greedy for penis I lifted his great penis up and put my mouth back around it, just like my master said..... "Wait! My master? What is going on with me?! This is my own mind, my one place of freedom! Why does he intoxicate me so!?!" I thought to myself.. But it was no matter my body was so entranced by this man's penis it acted on it's own accord, I went back to my duty and my mouth became this cock's sleeve. Just then I felt his hot breath upon my ass, and his lips soon found my anus'. He began smooching it and making out with it, his lips against my asshole's. It was wondrous, truly one of the most delightful feelings I have gotten since Mr. Johnson took my virginity and inseminated me all those months ago. He was starting to get his lips into my hole after more minutes upon minutes of frenching my asshole. He then stuck his tongue into my ass and began slurping at it. "MMmm such good girly boy pussy!"" He gargled out barely between his suckles and lip smacks. His tongue kept penetrating me, it was so thick and slimy! Soon, after sucking and loving each other's sex organs so much, my mouth and my rectum and anus smelled just like his scents, they fused together, our fluids one. Then all at once, without warning. He picked me up and brought my butt back to his cock. At his point my mouth was drooling out a hot mix of spit and pre cum, and my anus was partly gaped, oozing out my ass juices and his spit. His long arms stretched out and his hands grabbed my ankles. I was now sitting on top of him, back towards him, legs upright and spread, and asshole exposed. His penis lingered near it, ready to pounce on it's prey and claim a new bitch. The pictures kept being taken my Anna, all too intrigued at the transformation of my asshole, and my demeanor. . It looked more slutty than any whore's pussy, and more sexy than any model's face. It was like a scientific discovery to her. My asspussy lips looked like a welcome invitation for men, even though I was born a boy, it was obvious to her I was a once in a lifetime find for Sal My mind was blank with desire as he lined up his dick with my hole, then all at once, he shoved it in. He clearly didn't care for my own pleasure or pain, and he struck with such force into my asshole that more than half of his monstrous member implanted itself into me on the first try. His dick head was now deep within my rectum, acting like a suction, whenever he would cum, none would leak past it down my girly organ and out my asshole, no... Whatever he squirted up there would be trapped. I gasped for air as it felt the wind had just been taken out of me. He didn't relent, and he didn't eject yet. He slowly worked his cock deeper and deeper. Using gravity he let my thick greedy ass lips gobble up inch after inch. After his cock would go no further he groaned, his ape like hand found my throat, arched my neck backward, and brought my lips to his, he began smooching me, licking the inside of my mouth as his penis head intruded on my most intimate area. I tasted his tongue willingly with my own, and I tasted my own ass pussy juice all over it. It was amazing! My own limp boy clit grew slightly hard, leaking pre cum, it was still flaccid though, no longer was I a man. I was a bitch. But I could hardly concentrate on that, not while I was being impaled on the most devious of cocks. Before I knew it, my anus and rectum had adjusted to the giant dick, and then I got greedy. My hips began to move on their own, as he still held my ankles my butt started rocking back and forth on his penis. It was tough at first, and even in my state I winced in a bit of pain with every thrust, but eventually we got into a rhythm. Then he started moving his hips along with me. I was once again having anal sexual intercourse with a man. Me a boy of 18, and him a beast of a man, easily in his 40's or 50's. I started to think of the two cocks that had already penetrated my hole, making it an object of men's desires, and of all the hole's his penis had ruined forever, was he going to ruin mine? "OHhhh Isabelle!!! Uhhh uh uh uh Uhhh!!!!" He kept groaning and humping, my hips kept answering him back, His penis head jabbing at my innermost sanctum. My thick ass lips felt every ripple, every vein, every bump... my rectum felt his huge cock up slide up and down it. suctioning. His tongue kept invading my mouth, god it still tasted like my ass. His chest and belly kept heaving up against me. Anna kept snapping pictures. "God how on earth can you take that so easily?! Your anus is curled up around it's base like gaping pussy lips!!! I read in your file you never had sex with a woman but god dang!! You really were supposed to be a girl weren't you? One of god's cruel jokes! Not just a girl though, you'd still be an anal nympho even had you been born a girl I think.." She was studying me like I was a horse's mare. Which was suitable, as this man's cock was like a horse's. What seemed like forever passed, as I was in a trance, my body was moved about by him, upside down, belly up, doggy style. His massive balls slapping against my ass, and at some points up against my own tiny ball sack, depending on the postion. My asshole had lost all control, it sputtered and slurped on this mammoth cock. I woke from my daze by the sound of him loudly letting out gasps of air, "Uggghhhhhhh!!!!!!!! UHHH!!!!." His pelvis absolutely slammed into mine. Finally all 12 of his super thick inches had been consumed by my hole. Deep, deep within me I felt a heavy continuous jet of hot fluid impregnating my bowels. If I were a girl and that were my pussy, i'd be knocked up without a doubt. But I wasn't, and the semen flowed up into my belly. He held me around my stomach firmly. His cock absorbed up and into my boy pussy. Stream after stream after stream, it must have took 2 full minutes of ejaculating untill he was done. But eventually he did. Eyes in the back of my head, body defiled by this customer of Sal's.. one of many.. How many penis's would I take inside me in the coming months? Was I this monsters's solely? What was his name even? He pulled out after awhile. As did his tongue from my mouth. I was drenched in his fluids inside and out. I was his. His property. I managed to blurt out some words... "M- m- masterrrr..." My anus belched out glogs of his cum as his cock exited me. Gaped wide, my ass would never be the same after that. Nor would I. Anna stood with her camera, shivering, jaw-dropped. No one so young had ever handled a cock this big before. To be continued...

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.

Did a long weekend in Disney Orlando this month with my partner and some friends. Had a nice sized two-bedroom in Saratoga Springs resort we shared among 5 of us for a semi-annual reunion. This was our final evening / night of the trip, when just Shane and I were left (our friends departed earlier that day) because of a cancelled flight. This was the start of what turned out to be an exciting night....... I had gone to meet another friend who lives in Tampa, while Shane did an afternoon at the spa. I was back at the resort chatting on the apps with a few guys. Most were cast members (there are always a handful looking to play, but they work odd shifts or often are only available late after the parks close). A 22 year old guest staying nearby was sounding more serious, so I invested more attention in his chat. He was traveling with his family for the week, couldn’t host (as most of the guys on the apps around Disney cannot), and was horny. He was 5’10”, very lean, brick red hair that was short and very curly, and a cute face. Not usually who I would pursue (I like a guy with a solid build), but he seemed nice, real, and was available now. I met him near the bus stop and walked over. He was here with his family — his parents and two younger siblings, as well as a grandparent, aunt, and 2 younger cousins. They were in the water park (kinda surprising since its been unseasonably cold this week), and he hung out at their resort instead. Grinding on Grindr, of course (haha). We chatted about his college — he was a senior in psychology, planning to do grad school next year. He was a bit shy, which I found endearing. Very grounded. Far from being a typical self-focused or entitled twink, this guy was articulate, seemed to have some culture under his belt, and was humble. He was quiet and reserved, but friendly. It was a nice walk back to the condo, and was more intrigued to see where this would go. I wasn’t convinced he would totally follow through, but he’d come this far. I hadn’t heard back from Shane, yet, so was thinking this would be a one-on-one. In the condo, college boy and I had a glass of wine (he was looking a bit timid), and I casually placed my hand on him a few times as we moved around — his back, then waist, and finally leg while sitting on the couch. After a bit he returned the touch. I leaned in to kiss him, and warmed up to a slow, intimate series of kisses on the couch. I casually rubbed his chest and legs, and he reached down for my cock. It was time to move to the bedroom. I ushered him into our friends’ vacant room, went to mine to grab lube and poppers, and returned. He asked if I was on PrEP, and I confirmed it (we’d discussed it in our app chat, and its in my profile, but he needed to hear it again). He said he doesn’t usually bareback, and I told him I had condoms if he wanted. At that point, he dropped to his knees, pulled out my dick, and started sucking. College boy had a nice mouth and technique, sliding up and down my cock with his tongue, never loosing suction. He was a voracious cocksucker. I pulled his mouth off my cock, and slapped it against his face; he immediately put his tongue out for more. I was more turned on, and slowly fed it to him, pulling back to tease him, and build his need for it. I reached down and pulled his shirt off, then started to fuck his face, holding the back of his head, and his ears at one point. I thought about shooting in his mouth, but I wanted more of this college boy. I told him to strip; he wrestled out of his jeans and underwear while still kneeling. I reached down to his smooth ass while he went down on my cock again. I rubbed my finger against his dry hole, massaging rather than penetrating, starting to stimulate the nerves and relax his muscle. He moaned quietly, and actually stopped sucking my cock and pushed his head into my abs. “Fuck yeah,” he whispered. I wet my fingers and slowly started to probe him, tenderly, feeling his muscle contract and then ease open as he fell under the spell. He was still kneeling on the floor, and I got down on one knee alongside him, one hand caressing his back and the other now better positioned to play with his ass. He slid into position on all fours, and I drizzled lube on my fingers, probing a bit deeper to work the lube all the way in. ”Can I have some poppers?” he asked quietly. I handed him the amber bottle, and he took two long drags off of it. He settled his chest against the carpet, spread his knees wider to better display his ass in the air, and started to moan louder as the magic took hold. College boy was surrendering to the allure of offering himself to a stranger. My cock was rock hard, and I jerked it a few times to cover it in lube before returning my fingers to his hole. It was definitely time for more. I stood up, then squatted behind his ass, letting my cock slid up and down along that inviting divide between his ass checks. “Oh fuck yeah” he breathed, slowly grinding his ass against my cock. I ran my Hands along his back, massaging him firmly, let my dick go freestyle as it searched for his hole on its own. College boy groaned when the head pressed against his waiting hole. I pressed more firmly, and felt the natural resistance of a young hole that was still learning to open itself up. I started a regular rhythm of pressure, letting the subtle thrusts entice his hole to open. “It’s a thick dick. Take another hit of the poppers,” I told him. He did, raising up onto all fours after he did, and working his ass back and forth against my cock. Then the head of my cock popped into his hold, the sphincter opening just enough to allow access. He whimpered and then moaned loudly as he let it slide in deeper. I held it inside him silently, massaging his back gently, caressing his ass cheeks. Then he started rocking back and forth on my cock, very slowly at first, but gradually getting more adventurous. His hole was firmly gripped around my cock, and it felt amazingly warm and smooth inside. It was easy to glide in and out as he fucked himself. I started moving my hips in rhythm with his ass, letting my cock stretch his hole a bit wider, and introducing new angles. College boy turned to butter and sank his chest to the ground again. He was ready. I held his hips and began thrusting harder. College boy moaned none stop, gasping occasionally and asking to get fucked longer. My pelvis was smacking hard against his lean ass. I slowed a few times as I shifted my own position, and enjoyed watching my slick dick gliding in and out of that fresh hole. Finally I pulled out, stood up, and told him to stand. I stretched my legs as he rose (he was a bit shaky), then pushed him onto his back on the bed. His legs went right into the air and I dove back into his hole. His slender dick was standing straight up, and I reached for it. “Don’t!” He gasped. “I’ll shoot! I want more! It feels amazing!!” I started fucking him hard, my balls slapping his ass as I went for longer strokes. I was sweating, and I could see the sheen on his own body. College boy grabbed his own ankles and held his legs wide, grunting with each deep thrust. “Oh! Fuck! Yeah!” He looked up at me, his eyes glazed in cocklust. He had totally surrendered to me. It was time to finish on the high note. I pressed one hand against his lightly fuzzed chest for balance, and grabbed his dick in my other, He gasped and locked eyes with me. He knew what was about to happen. I wasn’t asking permission or what he wanted. This would be wordless and primal. I fucked harder, feeling the release build in me. I massaged his dick, rather than jerking it. He kept staring at me, his filled with desire and suddenly a hint of fear. I unleashed inside him, driving my load deep and growling with each desperate thrust. College boy threw his head back and exploded, his cum splattering his own face and shoulders. He shuddered again and again as the orgasm pulsed through his lean body. I stood there panting, his body displayed in front of me, my dick still inside his cum-filled hole. I was fucking turned on still — I had just bred his hot little college boy. After a few moments we moved apart. He was once again reserved and timid. He showered quietly and quickly. I heard voices in the living room, and knew Shane had returned — but not alone. I stepped into the shower. “How are you doing?” College boy said he was fine. I figured he hadn’t been bred before, or at least very rarely. Which turned me on even more. My dick was getting hard again. We dressed and headed into the living room. College boy needed to meet his family for dinner in Disney Springs. My partner was sitting on the couch with a cute guy sharing wine. We exchanged hellos, and I said I was going to walk college boy out. He and walked back to the bus stop, hugged quickly, and said goodbye. I would hear from him later via Grindr. I was right that he had only been bred a couple times by his ex-boyfriend. He’d admit to jerking off the rest of the week thinking about our encounter and taking a load in his ass. I would do the same, and was feeling a thrill each time I thought about that reserved college boy walking with his family that night through Disney, my load inside him. I wandered back to the condo to see what Shane and his guy were up to. I’ll share that experience in my next thread.... If you enjoyed this one, let me know by clicked the blue heart below.

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

Part 12 (to those of you who enjoy poppers and spray poppers (like max impact or Amsterdam spray), I hope you feel the magic with me) As I watched my daddy walk over and pick up his phone, he looked over and laughed. He said to Mr. Terry, ‘holy fuck, you are right, apparently we will be here a while, they are considering beating the door if I don’t give them an update. How long you think you need?’ Mr. Terry said, ‘Well I sure as fuck aint going to hurry if that’s what they want? Nevertheless, I appreciate the need they have. I am sure they all want some cherry before it goes bad. Tony, let me ask….I am hoping this isn’t my only chance or night to test drive this?’ ‘No, even once I wean him off of Dr. Brad’s magic bottle, I see a gleam in his eyes, its going to need a lot more of your own special juice. I wasn’t really understanding what they were talking about, but I was also fixed on Mr. Terry. He reached behind him and picked up a fresh cigar. The thing looked like it had to be 2 inches in diameter; I never knew they made cigars so big around. As he licked the uncut end of it, he stared at me. Stared at me really deeply, it was like he was looking into my soul and I felt warm. Not warm because of the fur that I was cradled in, but warm like he knew me for a long time. It was seductive how he licked it, slowly and wrapping his tongue around it. My cock flinched and I could feel a big glob of precum flow out. He must have saw my cock jump because it looked down at it and looked back at me and winked. He pulled the cigar from his lips and tongue and started circling it around the hood of my uncut cock. He was wrapping the precum that was trailing off the end of my cock like melted cheese on a piece of pizza and off my belly that had already broken off the stream. My eyes were going back and forth from watching him to looking up at his rugged face and dark features. He beard was perfectly groomed and oiled and the fur on this chest was that of a true stud daddy. He took his free hand, raised it up from between my legs, and grabbed ahold the shaft of my rock hard boy cock. He pulled my foreskin back to uncover the head of my thick 8.5 inch cock. It was glistening from the fresh warm reservoir of precum it exposed. He moved the end of the cigar that was wet with the precum off my belly and held it right to my piss slit. Is other hand pulled the lips of my cock head apart and exposed my piss slit, he took the pinky on that same hand and started rubbing his pinky over my piss slit and the cigar both. He was putting pressure on the tip of my cock head like he was burying his pinky into my slit. He got most of hisfingernail covered by the lips of my slit. He reached with the cigar hand and grabbed the little brown bottle. He handed it to me and said ‘can you help me for a minute?’ I nodded that I could. ‘He said both of my hands are busy and kind of sticky, I need you to self-medicate yourself. Can you be a good boy for me and take a deep and I mean deep hit into your left nostril and hold and wait for me to count to ten? I nodded again. ‘You sure?, I want you to do it right so we don’t have to take that medicine away from you, ok? I nodded, closed my right nostril and took a really really deep breath into my lungs. And I heard him count. ‘Good boy! 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, you are doing great. Keep holding, 4, 3, ……2,’ I thought why is he slowing down. Be a good boy and hold, that’s one. Ok exhale. I exhaled rather suddenly. ‘Oh no, I think you forgot, you exhale slowly Lukas, not so quickly. Lets do it again, ok? I nodded. This time I covered my left nostril and exhaled super deep, only to inhale and fill and see my chest expanding. Then I held. ‘Nice, very nice pup. 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, you are a good boy, 5, 4, 3…… , very good, almost done. 2 you ready? 1, and now SLOWLY exhale.’ I slowly but surely exhaled my lungs free and I felt my head lift off. I was flying, I felt flush and felt so warm and my boy pussy was all tingly. I smiled as he said, ‘you are such a good and smart boy, one more just to make sure you feel it ok? You never know, sometimes you can get a bad bottle some reason. This time, pucker your lips and suck it in through your mouth. Hold if a few and then exhale through your nose. So I started to suck it in, wwwwwwwwwwwwwwwooooooooooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. I held and then slowly exhaled through my nose. I shut my eyes and felt waves of energy shoot through my body like an electrical current. As I opened my eyes, he was pulling the foreskin of my cock up over the base of the cigar. I couldn’t even see my cock head and the foreskin was up over the curvature of the cigar’s tip and up the long shaft of his cigar. The cigar was about the same diameter of my cock so it was like an extension of me. Mr. Terry said, ‘this is called docking, we are going to dock you to my shaft if a few minutes, do you like that pup?’ I nodded, but said that ‘it burns a little bit.’ ‘Oh good, that’s very good, it is supposed to, that is the nicotine in the cigar warming up your piss slit and cock head.’ He jacked my cock up and down a few times pulling the foreskin back off the cigar and then back up again to stretch my skin as much as it could. My daddy stepped over and said ‘they want a couple pics.’ He put his camera down by my testicles and snapped a picture of my cock straight up in the air docking fully with the cigar. I heard daddy say, ‘let’s show them some of my gift on it.’ Mr. Terry undocked my cock and put the cigar down between my legs, I wanted to see what they were doing, but my cock and nuts were blocking my view. I then realized there was a mirror above me. Was it a mirror? Or Just part of my dream? Fuck I thought, I am so high, maybe my mind is just playing tricks on me? Whatever it was I focused on the mirror and saw Mr. Terry start to insert the cigar into my hole. After it went in a couple inches, he pulled it out. Then pushed it in and out a few more times. It started to burn and I let out a whispering moan. I heard daddy speaking quietly to Terry ‘Ok, that’s good, that last move brought out a big glob. That’s perfect, hold it right there.’ CLICK. ‘Perfect, look at that pink cherry juice and all that cream clinging on that cigar stick.’ CLICK ‘Yeah, yeah push it in slowly’ CLICK. ‘Ease it back out. Oh Fuck, YES.’ CLICK. ‘Very nice Terry, a little’ CLICK ‘yes, more’ CLICK. CLICK. CLICK. ‘Can I see daddy?’ I whimpered as I was still floating with the medicine in my head. ‘Yeah? You want to see your pussy boy?’ ‘Yes please Sir, Thank you Sir.’ ‘Well since you asked nice, sure son.’ I felt the cigar slowly going deeper and deeper into my hole and burning more and more as Mr. Terry pushed deeper and then pulled it out and pushed back in, a couple times, he got more precum off my cock and belly and I could feel the coolness of my precum sort of cool off my stinging asshole. Daddy was showing me the pictures. ‘Look how beautiful your pussy is son. Here is the cigar going in, just a little see? Then he pulled it out’. ‘Why does it look so pink?’ I asked as I looked into his eyes. ‘Didn’t you learn in school that sometimes when the hymen breaks it can cause a little blood son?’ ‘Yeah I remember that’. ‘Well, my cock is pretty big’ ‘Yeah, I saw it earlier this morning when we were by the pool; it looked huge in your pants’ ‘Well the combination of your hymen breaking and because the size of my cock, you tore a little bit. And as it mixed with my sperm while I was breeding you, your blood and my sperm became one, so it is a little pink. Understand?’ ‘Do you think we need to tell the doctor or my mom that it was a little bloody’? ‘Oh heavens no son, the doctor would be more concerned if it were kind of red often. It is sort of like when a woman has her period, it just means she is more fertile. So when you boy pussy bleeds, it just means it has really enjoyed itself and ready for taking more seed. But with more and more sperm put into you, it will turn whiter as it dilutes with the blood. But no need to worry about your mom either, you wont remember to tell her. But I can send her a text if it continues too much. Ok baby?’ I nodded and looked at him, smiled and said, ‘thanks for being so patient with me and taking the time to explain these things. I miss so much without having my dad around.’ ‘Well, from now on, I will be around more and more and will guide you, you trust me right?’ With the biggest smile of my life, I looked back at him and nodded yes. I noticed then the burning had started to subside in my hole and Mr. Terry was holding onto the chains of the hammock. He was rocking back and forth. Each time he lunged toward me the chains rattled and I was pushed forward with him. I felt as he pulled back and my hole seemed so opened. My dad was looking down between my legs. I remembered the mirror so I looked up again and saw Mr. Terry was pushing his cock into my asshole next to the cigar. He stopped for a minute and my daddy pulled the cigar out of my hole and I felt my hole collapse around Mr. Terry’s big Canuck cock. Mr. Terry said, ‘can you light that up for me?’ My daddy said, ‘you don’t really think I am going to let you enjoy the first taste of his pussy before I do, do you?’ and my daddy sniffed the end of the cigar that had been in my boy pussy. He licked the bottom of it like Mr. Terry did at the start and rolled it into his mouth. He grabbed the lighter off of the table and this huge flame shot out of the lighter. I could hear him puffing and I saw the cherry glow start to form on the end when the flame would go out. He repeated this several times and all I could do was to stare at him and think of that cigar. There was something about it that turn me on so bad. Without really noticing Mr. Terry was reconnecting the leather piece that had been over my mouth with the hose connected to it. I felt pressure against my face as the snaps one by one were secured again. Again, I couldn’t take my eyes off of my daddy. I felt Mr. Terry picking up the rhythm of using my hole and felt him tug on the hose connected to my mouthpiece. Without having to think about it, I raised my hand still grasping the cold brown bottle and handed it in Mr. Terry’s direction. ‘Ready to go under pup?’ I nodded. ‘You going to give him max impact?’ my daddy said Hearing that, I braced myself expecting I was going to be slammed forward hard. ‘Fuck yes, let’s get this kid really flying’ and I heard a new noise, it was like an aerosol spray can hissing. I finally took my eyes off of my daddy and realized Mr. Terry had one of those spray cans I had brought from the rec room at Mr. C’s houses and was spraying it on a rag. Mr. Terry looked at me and said. ‘Lukas, we have a special treat, this is candy in a can. It will smell different and you might not like the smell at first, but similar to the medicine, you will get use to it. Now start breathing, slowly in through your mouth and slowly exhale through your nose. You don’t have to hold it like the medicine. Now enjoy your candy.’ Mr. Terry alternated between the medicine and the candy and I had never felt so awesome. I looked back over to my daddy. I had never seen him smoke before, but he looked so hot. I also looked up at the mirror and saw Mr. Terry fucking me really hard. The sound of him fucking me was intense, it was like wet and sloppy and I think the candy and medicine got to me as I felt a buzz in my head and closed my eyes it again was like I was drifting off to sleep. They sounded far away and I was in my own little private world. I could hear the chains clanking and the grunts getting louder and louder. I was brought back by a huge inhale of cigar smoke filling my lungs. I looked over and saw my daddy breathing into the tube. He took another puff off the cigar and felt another round of smoke invade my lungs. Just then, I heard Mr. Terry say….. ‘Oh my FUUUUCCCCKKKKKKIING GOD, take this load pup’. His whole body was shaking and convulsing as he looked down between my legs in the sling and watched his cock pulsing and empty several volleys of his load into me. I could tell each time more came out as his whole body shuttered and he screamed ‘Fuck yes’, or ‘take me into you’ or ‘you are mine’ or ‘sweet fucking boy pussy’. I exhaled the cigar smoke but I was still high as a kite on the poppers and the candy. I looked at saw my daddy come down and kiss me on the forehead and rub my head through the hood. He whispered in my ear. ‘I am so proud of you son, daddy loves you so much’. I murmured back into my tube, but I am not sure if it was loud enough to be heard, ‘I love you too daddy’.

Just got back from visiting a new top, definitely one of my favorite type of hookups. Never discussed much aside availability and location. So when I got there he let me in and he was just in a robe. Without saying a word I got on my knees and reached inside and started bringing life to his hard 8" cock. While doing this I slowly stripped down, by the time I was fully unclothed he was leaking precum like crazy. So I just lubed his cock with as much saliva as I could and then got up and bent over his couch. He wasted no time getting his meat up to my hole and pushed in slowly until he was as deep as could while I spread my ass open. Then he did the thing I love the most, grabbed my hips and started pounding with good long strokes. I was in heaven. After only about five minutes his breathing turned heavier and I knew I was going to get bred soon. He slammed in me deep and just held himself there, giving little mini strokes between spurts. Finally he went limp and plopped out. I just stood up and got dressed, we never exchanged any pleasantries. But as I was walking to the door I felt his hand on my ass. I knew what that meant and just dropped my drawers and leaned on the front door. He was in my cum slicked ass and pumping away, once again holding my hips and thrusting me in and out. He tensesd up after a few more minutes and plopped out after going soft. I put on my cum soaked shorts and opened the door and left. Stroking my cock now thinking about all the strange cock and cum I have been taking lately, wife unaware.

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

My regular Daddy had invited me over to his flat for a Saturday afternoon fucking. I made my way to his flat and he greeted me at his front door wearing leather chaps, boots and a jock which was bulging with his large, uncut cock inside. He kissed me, tweaked my nipples through my T-shirt and said he had a surprise for me. I was excited, he slapped my arse and ushered me through to his kitchen. Once there he blindfolded me and then proceeded to strip me completely naked. He then lead me forth, it felt exhilarating not knowing what was in store. My body was tingling in anticipation, the rest of my senses were heightened by my loss of sight. I could hear porn, the unmistakable sound of men fucking coming from the TV. Daddy stopped me and pushed me down to my knees on the floor. Daddy said 'are you ready for your surprise' to which I replied 'yes Daddy'. With this I could hear some movement of bodies and feet. I felt Daddy close behind me, his large cock in his jock brushing against me as I was down on my knees. His hands touched the sides of my head as he was preparing to remove the blindfold and show me what the surprise was. He undid the blindfold and the sight of three, large, well built men stood in front of me. They were naked and wanking their cocks, which all looked hard and impressive. I glanced and smiled at Daddy, we had spoken before about our fantasies and he knew that I wanted to be used by a group and he had now made it happen and my fantasy was about to become a reality thanks to him. Daddy introduced me as his boy and offered me to his three guests, telling them to enjoy their selves. The first guy stepped forward, he was middle eastern looking, he was bald headed, had a solid, thick, muscular body and a very large, thick, cut cock which he pushed straight into my mouth. I swallowed if eagerly, taking it fully into my mouth. He was forceful with his movements, pushing his cock deep into my mouth, fucking my throat. While he was balls deep in my mouth, my focus on his cock, one of the other guys had moved behind me and had pulled my ass cheeks apart and had two fingers lodged deep in my hole. This is exactly what I had hoped for in my fantasy and was lucky that Daddy had made it happen. The guy behind me moved me into all fours, he was quite rough and forceful. Once on all fours I felt his cock slapping on my arse, and his cock head probing at my hole. The guy in front of me was holding my head and fucking my mouth and then I felt a cock fully enter my arsehole. It felt so good, two masculine studs driving their cocks into me, one in my tight asshole and one in my mouth. This is what I'd dreamed of. The guys were fucking me hard and fast and it didn't take long before the guy in front of me pulled his cock out of my mouth and shot a huge load of cum all over my face. His grunts and groans were such a turn on, he had shot so much cum over me, all the while the man behind was fucking my ass so hard and deep. The middle eastern guy who'd given me a facial moved aside and the third guy, a man in his fifties, tall and broad, stood in front of me. He used his fingers to push the cum on my face into my mouth and I willingly swallowed it. It was thick and salty, it was what I craved and it tasted so good. He then pushed his own hard cock into my mouth. He wasn't as hung as the last guy, but was still well endowed. He was more vocal, calling me a cumslut, a greedy boy who needed feeding. He asked me if I liked the cock in my ass, I couldn't reply as his cock had me gagged. My words were not needed. Daddy was watching, taking poppers on the sofa and wanking his cock while the two guys fucked me at both ends. I was glad I was making him happy. Daddy said it was such a hot scene, watching me being used. The guy fucking my arse had been pounding me hard, the sight of me sucking two cocks and taking a facial was about to be too much for him as he reached the moment of ejaculation. He pumped me hard as he shot cum into my arse. He was grabbing my hips and slapping my arse as he filled me with cum. Fuck it felt good, his cock resting balls deep in me with his cum plugged inside. He withdrew his cock and exited the room. Daddy moved from the sofa and inspected my cum loaded arse. The cum beginning to seep out. He fingered me and was taking the cum on his finger and feeding it to me as I sucked the cock of the third guy. The third guy was had now moved from having in front of me and was now entering my ass. The porn on the TV was still playing but we'd lost interest, our own hot scene was real and we were totally in the moment. It didn't take long for the third guy to deliver a second load of cum deep into my asshole. He fucked me until he shot what felt like a gallon of cum inside me. After he'd unloaded and emptied his balls, he too withdrew and left me feeling used, but still horny and wanting more cum. With all three of the guests done and having shot their loads, they had all dressed and gone. Daddy and I left alone to talk about how amazing it was for me to be fucked and him to watch his boy taking the cum of three horny men. Daddy took me into the bedroom where he had his way with my mouth and ass. His cock, harder than ever, fucked me and filled me with another hot load. It had been an afternoon to remember and one I hoped we could recreate again.

Part 33 - The Interview Joe was looking through the university website as a friend had mentioned the university was sponsoring a job fair at which many large companies would come to campus, taking resumes and offering interviews to students who seemed to be a good fit for the company's needs. Joe found the page and looked through it noticing several companies that were in California. He wanted to move out there to be near Mark and away from his parents so that he and Kyle could continue their relationship. He set an appointment on his phone’s calendar app and worked some more on his resume. The job fair was only a week away so he figured he needed to a few things to prepare - get his resume finished and some copies printed on nice paper and create an electronic version to send out, get some clothes to interview in, read up on some of the companies that he wanted to target, etc. He was torn about whether to leave the mohawk or get his hair cut into something more mainstream. Joe and Kyle were out shopping for interview clothing, laughing with each other as they tried on suits and realizing that they didn’t want to have to wear things like that every day. Mark had explained to them that many places were more casual, but it was still a good idea to dress up for the interview to show one was serious. Joe’s phone buzzed with a message and he read it while Kyle was trying on a few pairs of dress pants. “Hi. I saw your escort ad. I’m going to be in town for business and want to have some fun in my free time. I like the things you list that you are into. Are you available Tuesday night? I will have a hotel room alone. I’d like to book for at least 2 hours, maybe three. Not into quickies. Thanks.” Joe read the message over a few times. He really didn’t want to book an appointment for the night before the job fair, especially if it was going to be for a few hours. He wanted to look well rested not tired or hungover when talking to people at the fair, but two or three hours of escort time would be good money. He sent back a reply telling the guy that he would be available, but not very late - the session would have to end before midnight. He asked for what type of activities the guy wanted and emphasized that the fee was for his time, not for any sexual activities if they happened. It didn’t take long before Joe received a response: the client also wanted to end early as he had meetings all day Wednesday. Activities were open but no condoms would be required. The client was versatile and it would depend on their chemistry as to what happened after they met. He added that he was bi, 38 years old, a muscled gym rat, 5’10”, 180 pounds, shaved torso and hairy legs/ass, inked, several piercings with a seven and a half inch cock and he was sexually adventurous. He requested a few more pictures and Joe sent most of the ones that he had, omitting the full body back pic that showed the biohazard tattoo on his calf and the full front that showed the scorpion. There were parts of the scorpion showing in other frontal pics he sent, but nothing really obvious. Joe was surprised that with the detail that the guy gave he omitted HIV status, but didn’t care. He was prepared to see where it went and possibly show up and get turned away when he saw the tats. His concerns were unwarranted since he got a reply back that said “Very nice pics. Is that a scorpion tattoo?” "Yeah," Joe replied, holding his breath. The response took him a bit by surprise. “Fuck yeah. I’ll bottom then. I hope you have a lot of cum to share.” Like all escort meetings, he counted on one in four to cancel and this seemed to be one where the client would get cold feet or was just playing him. He set up a time anyway and they swapped contact numbers and he crossed his fingers. Friday night Joe, Kyle and Steven went over to the club. It had been a while since any of them had been there, since Jeff was unable to go since he was too young. Jeff needed time that weekend to work on a project for one of his classes, so Joe and Kyle were going to take advantage. The guys spent the evening dancing and talking with friends. Luis stopped by and dropped off a free round of beers and asked how they were doing. They joked around for a few minutes and then Luis asked “Did you hear about my roommate Juan?” “Yeah, I heard fourth time finally did the trick at the club party. I hope he enjoyed my loads,” Kyle said. “He’s a pretty greedy bottom for someone that claims to be a top” added Steven. Luis laughed “He was still feeling like shit from the flu and was looking for someone to breed, but every night since the party he’s taken a load from me. He got his test results yesterday and he’s officially in the club. I gotta get back to work. Have fun guys!” As Luis left Steven said “I’m gonna take a leak. Don’t drink my beer.” Steven entered the bathroom and spotted an open urinal and walked up to it. The guys on either side of him were stroking their cocks and he smiled, checking them out as he emptied his bladder. He shook the last few drops of piss out of his cock and zipped up thinking to himself 'Maybe a bit later'. Returning to his table, he finally got a taste of his beer, and just as he took the last swallow, Ryan walked up, still wearing part of his work uniform. “Can I take your order?” he joked and then gave Steven a deep, passionate kiss. They both got a beer and the group chatted and scoped out the guys in the club. Steven had caught one guy looking at him several times all night and whispered to Ryan “Are you interested in a random quick three way?” Ryan nodded with a sinister grin on his face. He discreetly pointed out a man he identified as Lee, who standing with friends at a nearby table. Lee was a little taller than Steven and shorter than Ryan. He was a few years older than they were and Steven knew he was a grad student since he had been a TA in one of his classes the previous semester. Lee looked like a midwestern farm boy - brown haired and brown eyed, an innocent look on his face that probably hid some darker desires. His body was nicely muscled and Steven could see parts of a tribal tattoo poking below both sleeves on his tee shirt. Steven got up and walked through the club and as he passed Lee’s table winked at him and headed to the bathroom. Steven stood in front a one of two neighboring urinals which were empty, pulled out his cock and began stroke himself. He was already hard in anticipation of fucking the cute guy. A few seconds later Lee had taken the bait and was standing next to him. Steven looked over at him and smiled before reaching over and rubbing his firm butt. Lee looked back at Steven and said “Ooooh yeah, fuck, man.” With a quick nod, Steven and Lee went over into the open space in the bathroom and Steven backed against a wall so he could see who walked in. Lee went down on his knees and began sucking Steven’s cock. His tongue explored and probed the shaft and balls, covering every part with spit. Only a couple minutes had passed and Ryan walked up and barked out “What the fuck do you think you’re doing with my boyfriend?” Lee stopped and turned around, the look of sheer panic in his face. Steven grabbed his head and turned it back towards him and said “Keep sucking.” Ryan slid his hand into Lee’s pants, fingering the tight hole and then reached down and unbuckled Lee’s belt and undid his jeans. Lee started to protest and Steven held his head. “Just keep sucking” he commanded. Ryan started to rim Lee’s ass, licking all around and then sucking on the pucker. Lee moaned around Steven’s cock and tried to spread his legs as far as he could with his jeans around his ankles. Ryan helped free one of Lee’s feet from the jeans while licking more aggressively. He forced some spit into the hole and then worked it in with his middle finger. He felt the hole yield quickly. Lee was clearly no stranger to taking cock up his ass. Ryan stood up and pressed his stiff cock into the slick hole. There was some initial resistance, but soon enough Ryan’s cock slid into Lee’s very willing hole. Ryan started drilling Lee’s ass, the warm, moist flesh feeling good against his bare cock. His thrusts got faster and his body kept bumping into Lee’s ass, which forced Steven’s cock into Lee’s throat. As Ryan and Steven spit roasted Lee, a crowd of men gathered, most of whom were openly stroking. Ryan loved seeing all of the hot, hard cocks. Steven withdrew his cock from Lee’s mouth and one of the guys quickly took his place, feeding Lee another cock. Ryan grabbed Lee’s hips and shoved in hard, his cum flowing freely into Lee’s unsuspecting guts. When the last spurts of charged cum shot into Lee, Ryan pulled his cock out and Steven quickly shoved in. Ryan was right behind Steven, shielding Steven’s branding on his ass cheek from the crowd and tweaking his nipples. Lee’s oral skills had gotten Steven close, so it only took a few minutes of pounding his hole before Steven rammed in deep and several shot ropes of his infected seed into Lee’s cunt. The crowd had been cheering them on, but with his balls empty Steven pulled out and stuffed his now semi-hard cock into his jeans. Ryan and Steven watched another guy mount Lee and push his bare cock into the toxic cream in Lee’s hole. They smiled at each other and went back to the table with Joe and Kyle, leaving Lee on the floor of the bathroom getting gang fucked. Monday night Kyle was pissed that Joe wasn’t interesting in fucking, but he knew that Joe took his escorting seriously and could use the cash. Joe got a message from his Tuesday client, confirming the time and place, which surprised him. 'Guess he will show after all', he thought. Kyle told Jeff to stop by so he could get some relief and Jeff promptly showed-up at the apartment. Joe rubbed his crotch as he heard Kyle and Jeff rut, but purposefully saved his cum for his Tuesday client, who seemed keen to experience. get. Joe texted the client asking f there was anything specific that he wanted to do, so he could be prepared. The client said “No, just you.” Tuesday evening Joe showered and got ready, making sure that he had plenty of supplies in his bag, gave Kyle a kiss and headed over to the nicest hotel in town. He dressed better than he did for many of his tricks, trying to fit in with the clientele of the hotel. He walked in and nodded to the person at the front desk who he had seen numerous times before, heading directly to his client's room, arriving two minutes before 8:00 PM. A knock on the door and Joe heard a voice from the room yell “Just a second.” Joe waited patiently. The door opened and there stood a guy who matched the description the client had sent him a week earlier, only now the client was wearing only a pair of form fitting trunks with a very nice bulge. He looked better than Joe had imagined. The trimmed scruff on his face with several piercings in each ear, a muscular chest with both nipples pierced with barbells, both upper arms had partial sleeves and his muscled, hairy legs also had several tattoos. A bright, friendly smile and sexy grey eyes looked him over as Joe checked the client out. “Hi, I’m Dave” Joe said, always feeling strange when he said his ‘escort name’. He took a second perusal of the guy, which apparently the guy was doing to Joe too. “Oh, I’m sorry. Come on in Dave, I’m Greg.” Joe walked in and the door closed behind him. Greg set the deadbolt and safety bar and walked back into the room where Joe was standing. Joe looked around and there was a laptop at the desk and a cell phone, some clothes laying on a chair and a stack of money next to the flat screen TV. 'He’s done this before', thought Joe. “So, we really didn’t talk a lot about what you’re looking for tonight. I understand keeping it vague when messaging like that, but before we start I’d like to know what you expect to make our time together what you want,” Joe said. “Well, we can start by seeing what you really look like. The pictures were hot, but I like flesh even better,” Greg replied as he unbuttoned Joe’s shirt, followed by unbuttoning Joe’s jeans. Joe kicked off his shoes and let his jeans fall to the floor. He had decided to go commando this evening, so he stood there with only his socks on. Greg moved back and looked Joe over, caressing his body and feeling his muscles, cock and ass. “Hmm” Greg started as he moved around and looked over Joe’s backside. Greg rubbed his fingers between Joe’s crack and Joe let out a light moan. He was accustomed to clients checking him over like a piece of meat before anything happened, but Greg seemed to be more thorough than most. “You seem to be keeping yourself in good shape. I like the mods. I love a guy with a PA and the ink is quite nice. I like two of them in particular. I assume that with both the scorpion and biohazard tats that you are poz?” Greg asked. “Yes, I am. I brought condoms in case we need them,” Joe replied. Greg chuckled “I never use them. How I have stayed neg all these years is really a surprise. Are you on medication for HIV?” Joe hadn’t been asked this before and wasn’t sure how to answer but he said “No, I’m not yet.” “Ooooh, this is going to be good, then. Do you have any problems breeding neg guys, Dave?” Greg asked with a sinister tone to his voice. “I’m here to do what ever you want, Greg. If you want me to breed and maybe infect you, it’s your choice. If you want to cover up and do everything safely, I can also do that,” Joe replied. “I recently decided to get pozzed, Joe. But, I don’t want it from just anyone. I want it to come from someone who turns me on and can fuck without regret, knowing what he is doing to the body that I have spent years getting to look like this. We seem to have similar thoughts like that. You have the advantage of age. I wish I had the guts when I was your age to take this leap. Did you do it intentionally?” Greg probed. “Yes I did,” Joe said simply. “Fuck. I really admire you for that. I would like to hear about it when we are done, if you don’t mind. If tonight goes well, I may want to hire you again tomorrow and maybe Thursday. May I ask if you have infected anyone yet?” Greg asked. “A few. Most, 'though, were group efforts,” Joe answered, almost apologetically. Greg nodded and grinned and asked “Do you know what your viral load is?” “When I tested last my load was 212,000,” Joe said, trying not to sound annoyed. He wanted to fuck, breed, collect his money and get out of there, but he humored Greg with all of his questions. “You might be the perfect person to knock me up, then. I want you to do whatever you think it will take to make sure the bug gets into me. Be as rough as you want, but no permanent marks and don’t break anything. No one at my meetings tomorrow can know that anything happened to me tonight, but I will have your seed inside me tomorrow destroying my body from the inside out.” Joe reached down and pulled his socks off and walked around Greg like he was prey. He pushed his hand under Greg’s trunks and forced his finger into his hole. Joe pulled him close and kissed him roughly before pulling the trunks down and seeing Greg completely naked for the first time. Both of their cocks were stiffening by the second and and Joe liked Greg’s bubble butt and the large 0 gauge PA in Greg’s sizable cock. Joe pushed Greg over towards the bed and demanded “Bend over the bed and stay there a moment.” He reached into his jeans and got the bottle of poppers and fished a few things out of his bag. He walked up behind Greg and slapped his ass and then put a ball gag around Greg’s head. When it was tight he put the popper bottle up next to Greg’s nose, closing the other nostril and said “One long hit.” Greg breathed deep and Joe repeated it with the other nostril. Joe put leather cuffs on both wrists and connected them. He looked down at Greg and said “Last chance. Do you want me to stop? Nod your head.” Greg shook his head no and Joe said “Good man.” Joe knelt behind Greg and started to rim his ass, tasting the man scent and giving him just a small bit of spit for lube. Under normal circumstances, Joe would have feasted on Greg’s hot butt for a long time, but tonights activities were only dealing with getting him pozzed up. Joe shoved a finger into Greg’s hole, using his fingernail to scrape and gouge into the tender flesh inside his mancunt. He reached back and got a bottle brush from his bag and slowly inserted it into Greg’s rectum. Greg screamed around the ball gag, but Joe ignored it and started twisting it around and in and out until it was coated in fresh blood. He pulled the brush out and showed the red dripping brush to Greg. Joe could see the terror in his eyes and knew about this time Greg was probably having second thoughts. Joe stroked his cock to full hardness and looked over Greg’s tortured hole. He lined up his cock and firmly pushed all the way inside Greg’s hole, feeling him squirm as his cock stretched the tunnel open and his PA dragged along the scraped up tissue. Joe climbed on Greg’s back and whispered in his ear “Your ass is all ready to soak up my toxic cum. I could stop right now and you would just be sore for the next few days or I can fuck and breed that sexy ass of yours and let the bug invade your perfect body. If I breed you, you have to agree to share your gift when you’re poz and don’t go on meds until your t-cells are in double digits. Do you agree?” Greg nodded his head up and down and said a muffled “Mmmhmm” around the gag. The deal struck, Joe started to fuck Greg’s pussy with determination. The blood made his hole feel wet and his precum was adding to it with each stroke. He had a big load saved up and knew he would probably be able to inject at least three doses of his virus filled cum into Greg’s fertile hole. He moved his cock around as he pounded Greg and he could hear the tone in Greg’s voice change as the pain faded and he started to enjoy the fuck. Joe started to wonder, was Greg normally a muscle bottom or a total top bottoming to get pozzed? Right now it didn’t matter, he was Joe’s fuck toy to use as he pleased and fill with as much toxin as he could. He could feel Greg start to work his cock with his ass and knew he was physically begging for his first load of Joe’s cum. Just as the clock hit the 45 minute mark of their meeting, Joe slammed in and felt his balls empty their charged cum into Greg’s helpless guts. He heard Greg moan loudly around the gag as he felt the cum flood his body. Joe slowly pumped his cock in and out, pressing it into the walls of Greg’s colon. He laid on top of Greg and unbuckled the gag and disconnected the cuffs from each other and then pulled his cock out and he laid on the bed. “Round one done. I hope you’re up for more,” Joe commented. Greg was panting hard and slowly moved forward laying on the bed, face down. “Oh my fucking god,” he said breathlessly. “You destroyed my ass. I’ve never been fucked that brutally. I hope I can take more.” Joe inwardly chuckled thinking 'Yeah, he’s mostly a top', telling Greg “Climb up on the bed a bit more and roll over.” Greg wasn’t used to being told what to do, but he complied. He had given control to Dave and needed to follow through. As they both got their bodies back to breathing normally, Joe wanted to taste some of Greg’s last neg seed. He crawled between Greg’s legs and started licking and sucking Greg’s flaccid cock. The cock started to grow in his mouth and he flicked his tongue around Greg’s PA, getting his tongue between the two balls of the horseshoe piercing. He bobbed and used all of his tricks to get Greg to shoot, but he got nothing until he slid his finger into Greg’s battered hole and found the spot and rubbed his prostate. Greg bucked and squirmed as Joe sucked until finally Greg shoved his hips up and started shooting his cum into Joe’s mouth. Joe swallowed down the first shot as the second filled his mouth. Tasting the sweet cum that hopefully would be filled with his bug in a matter of weeks, he tried to get all of Greg’s load out and savor it’s purity. Joe pushed Greg’s legs up and Greg looked back at him with worry in his face. Joe grinned as his rock hard cock pushed back into Greg’s pussy. Greg groaned as Joe’s cock stretched his sore hole open again. He had never felt his hole ache like this before, but he knew that there was a good chance that as beat up as his hole felt, the virus would easily invade his body. Joe spread Greg’s legs wider and began fucking again, slowly building up speed. He pushed Greg back on to his shoulders and got into position to pile drive his cock into the wrecked hole. Greg looked up at him with a need in his eyes that Joe remembered he had when Mark was breeding him several weeks earlier. Joe’s cock drove deep into Greg and the slap of their bodies was a familiar sound to both of them. Greg started to quietly beg - “breed me, please breed me.” Joe laughed to himself thinking he may have broken the poor stud and turned him into a bottom. He began to jackrabbit his cock into Greg and then planted his cock as far inside as he could as a second round of cum filled the neg stud. They both let out moans as the cum transferred between them. As his body stopped twitching from the orgasm, Joe lowered Greg back down to the bed and the two laid there side by side. “Do you always fuck this rough?” Greg asked. Laughing, Joe said “No, I don’t. It depends on who I’m with and what the guy is into. Tonight we only have one goal and thats to get you knocked up. The easiest way is for a rough fuck that gives as many channels as possible for the virus to infect you. If you want I can go easier for the next round.” “Yeah, please. I don’t bottom often and its usually not a hard fuck. Now I know how some of the guys I’ve fucked felt when they told me to go slower” Greg said with a laugh. “Sorry, I thought that’s what you wanted” Joe said, starting to be concerned. “No, thats exactly what I asked for. I thought that I could handle it but I guess not” Greg said meekly. Joe got up and grabbed a bottle of water and took a large gulp, drinking half of it. He put the cap on and tossed it to Greg who looked concerned that he was going to drink out of the same bottle as Joe. Joe chuckled and said “You’ll take my poz cum with no problem but are worried about a few germs from my spit?” Greg laughed saying “yeah, thats pretty silly, isn’t it” and chugged the rest of the water down. Joe glanced at the clock and realized that the two hour session they originally planned was going to go long. It really didn’t matter and he didn’t want to rush the last fuck. He climbed on the bed and rolled Greg on to his hands and knees and licked from his balls, up his taint and then around the puffy ring. He tasted the mixture of cum, assjuice and blood and pushed a glob of spit inside. He moved closer and slowly pushed his cock back inside Greg. This was more gentle, but Greg’s hole was very sore and he heard the pain in Greg’s groans. It wasn’t a romantic fuck, but Joe fucked just hard enough to be able to coax another load out of his balls. The even tempo of his strokes seemed to soothe Greg’s pain and the two loads of cum were coating Joe’s cock and Greg’s guts. Joe leaned forward and kissed the back of Greg’s neck as he got up on his feet and started to thrust a bit harder into him. He heard Greg grunt and then say “oooooh yeah, poz that hole up.” Joe closed his eyes and kept a steady speed with his cock pushing in and out of Greg’s ravaged pussy. As his balls started to tingle again, he knew this load would be smaller than the other ones, but just as toxic. With a few final lunges, he drove his cock in and let the cum shoot inside Greg’s cunt. Joe was surprised at how many spurts of his charged seed he gave Greg for the final fuck of the night. He laid on top of Greg for several seconds and then rolled with him over on to their sides, his cock still inside Greg. Joe held him tight, comforting him from the savage fucking he had given him earlier. Joe’s cock deflated and fell out of Greg’s hole followed by a trickle of cum. They laid there for several minutes until Greg said “Thanks.” Joe got up and headed towards the bathroom. “Let’s rinse off in the shower” Greg said and the two walked into the shower stall. They washed and rinsed off and as Joe was about to turn the water off Greg turned him around, pushed him to the wall and started to kiss him passionately. Joe was startled but went with it and kissed him back. Their kiss lasted a few minutes and then Greg let Joe go and stood back. “Sorry, I don’t normally do that with escorts, but you really turn me on. I’ve hired escorts for over ten years and this was the best time I’ve ever had. I was serious about meeting tomorrow night, if you can. I’ll be in meetings all day but if we could do the same time tomorrow, I’d really like it” Greg said. “I really don’t know if I can. I have a lot scheduled for tomorrow and I know one of the things is probably going to go into the evening. I can let you know when I’m free and we can see if there’s still time to meet. I’m sorry, but school comes first for me since I can’t escort for the rest of my life” Joe explained. “Oh, ok. I understand. You’ve got the right priorities. You’re going to do well in life” said Greg. Joe got dressed and picked up his stuff from around the room. He picked up the money for the gig and headed to the door with his bag. “Thanks Greg. I hope you get what you want and hopefully we can meet tomorrow. I’ll let you know.” “Thank you, that really was amazing” Greg said as he hugged Joe. “Take care.” Joe walked out of the room and down the hallway towards the elevator. He counted out the money, Greg had given him three hours pay. He smiled and headed towards home, tired and his cock was sore. He walked in to the apartment to the sound of Steven and Ryan fucking and it sounded like Kyle and Jeff were still going at it too. He took his clothes off and grabbed the blanket and fell asleep on the couch. Tomorrow was going to be a crazy day and he wanted to give the best impression he could to each of the recruiters. Joe finished his morning class and met Kyle at the car. They drove home and changed into their dress clothes for the job fair. They joked with each other about looking like they were going to go work at a bank. They grabbed their stacks of printed resumes and their phones and headed back to campus. As they walked to the building where the job fair was being held, they looked through their list of preferred companies. They walked in and the place was full of activity. Joe walked up to the table for the company first on his list and talked with the woman there. He filled out the card they had and handed the woman a copy of his resume and moved on to the next place on his list. He talked with the person there for several minutes and they discussed things more deeply than the first company. He was feeling pretty confident and the person gave him a card to come back in an hour for a 15 minute interview. He moved on to several more tables getting three more interviews. Joe was feeling really confident when he showed up for his first interview. He sat down and things started well but quickly turned ugly. The questions that he was getting asked weren’t anything that he had studied and Joe stopped at one point and asked the interviewer what types of positions he was being interviewed for and got “It doesn’t matter” as a response. He walked out of the interview deflated. He had fifteen minutes until the next interview and he hit another couple tables and got another interview. The second interview went well and his attitude improved. The third interview he walked in and there was one chair for him and four chairs for the people interviewing him. He had heard about these - he would get barraged by questions in rapid-fire fashion. No time to rest, just question after question. Three people came in and took their chairs and one person gave a quick overview of the format and what types of people they were looking for. Joe thought he was a good fit, but he started to get nervous. The last person came in and sat down as he was talking to the person on the opposite end and when they finished he turned and saw the whole group. The guy that had just walked in was Greg. Joe didn’t know whether to be relieved or scared. He knew he couldn’t reveal that they knew each other or how they met. The interview started and the questions were nonstop. Greg really seemed to be grilling him hard. There wasn’t a pattern to the questions. Some were about projects he had done, some were technical in nature, some were about how you resolve conflicts in teams, what his goals were in 5, 10, 20 years, and his favorite - what did he like to do in his spare time. His head was spinning by the time the 20 minute interview was up. Joe’s shirt was drenched with sweat and he wasn’t sure he was able to deal with the other two interviews he had. He left and went to the restroom and used the hand dryers to dry out his shirt. He headed into the next interview as Kyle was walking out. He thought that one went well and waited for the final one he had scheduled. That interview he thought went well too, but the person interviewing him seemed to be indifferent. He thought he was good at reading people, but that person was like looking at a brick. He went back out and hit a few more tables and scored one more interview before the end of the fair. That one went really well and they scheduled him for a full interview the following day. Joe sat on a bench waiting for Kyle to finish up and typed out a message to his brother. “had 6 mini interviews at job fair. got 1 interview tomorrow. didn’t see ur company here. don’t know if I will get any other interviews this time.” Mark sent back a message “don’t worry. lots of time still. send resume. how u doin? u need money?” Joe laughed and sent back “sorry mom. msg was for mark” and then another one “doin good. been workin so ok with $$$” He then emailed his resume pdf to Mark. He was exhausted and just wanted to go home and smoke a few bowls and relax for the evening, but he had told Greg he would let him know if he could meet. Greg knew what he was doing and when he would be done, so he really couldn’t lie. That would definitely screw his chances of getting a job with his company. Before he could make a decision his phone rang and it was Greg. Greg had only used email in their previous messages, but Joe had given him his number early on hoping to speed up the discussion. “Can I speak to Dave” Greg’s voice said. “Hi Greg. How are you doing?” Joe replied “Pretty fucking sore, if you really want to know” Greg said with a laugh. “I guess you tried to get even with me today, then” Joe jabbed back. “Oh that’s nothing. You should see what I’m like when I don’t like a candidate” was Greg’s retort. “Oh my god. That was the easy version?” Joe asked back. “Hehe, not really. But, the reason I called was to tell you I really can’t meet tonight with Dave. My ass is too sore to go through another round.” “That’s ok. I’m pretty exhausted after 6 interviews today and I have a full one tomorrow at 10 AM, so I need to get some rest tonight” Joe replied. “Oh, you have another interview? Well the other reason I can’t meet tonight is because I want to take Joe out to dinner with a couple of my co-workers. Would he be able to swing that?” asked Greg. Joe got a lump in his stomach. This was getting complicated. “Uh, yes, I think I can do that. What time?” “How about 6:30. I need to shower and find some ointment to put the fire out down below. Are there any good pizza places around here to meet at?” Greg asked. “That works. I know what works really well - a big dose of hot cum” Joe said laughing and then added “Everyone has their favorite, but I like the pizza at ‘The Pie in the Sky’ on Cross Street.” “Yeah, and I know who’s cum. Its expensive but its worth it, right? OK, we’ll meet you there. Meet out front?” Joe went home with Kyle and they compared notes. Kyle had an interview the next day as well and was disappointed that he hadn’t heard from anyone else. Joe told him about the seeing Greg as an escort and then in an interview today and then meeting for pizza later. “Put in a good word for me” said Kyle as they walked up the stairs to the apartment. Joe dug through his clothes looking for something casual but nice. He found some shirts his mom had bought for Christmas and birthdays that looked way too ‘frat boy’ for his taste. Kyle laughed as Joe tried each one on. He finally found something he liked. It may have showed too much of his tattoo for an interview, but he decided to take a chance. Joe stood out front of the restaurant and waited for Greg and his co-workers to arrive. They showed up and Joe showed them inside and had reserved a table for them already. This interview went much slower and Joe actually enjoyed it while they dined on pizza and beer. As the interview wound down Greg asked Joe “So, do you mind telling me who you have an interview with tomorrow?” Joe was surprised at the boldness of the question and if it had been anyone else he would have told them he did want to say. “Carville” Joe said, thinking that the beer had helped loosen his tongue. “Ah. Ok. Good company. We’re better. And more fun.” The interview moved on to idle chit-chat until Greg said “I think its time to call it a night. We all need some rest for the day full of interviews.” Greg paid the bill and they sent the leftovers home with Joe. Joe woke up and went down to campus skipping his morning class to go to the interview. It seemed to go well and he was told he would hear in a few weeks if an offer would be coming. He went back home and changed into his regular clothes and hit his afternoon class and got notes for the class he skipped. When he got home he was studying when his escort phone buzzed and read the message from Greg - “Can we meet tonight? 8? Just an hour and go easy please” Joe laughed and replied back “Sure.” Joe arrived at the hotel and went up to Greg’s room again. He knocked and Greg answered wearing only a jockstrap. Greg smiled and ushered Joe in. “Hi Dave, I’m glad you could come back.” Joe found it humorous that Greg would keep ‘Dave the escort’ and ‘Joe the student’ separate by using his escort name but appreciated it. “Thanks for having me. I hope you’re feeling better” Joe said with a smile. “A little. I think I want to try your suggestion and hope it helps the healing process” Greg joked as he pulled Joe close and kissed him. Greg started to remove Joe’s clothes and Joe kicked off his shoes. They quickly ended up on the bed, rolling around groping each other. They took turns being the aggressor, each one getting the other ready to be penetrated before they overpowered the other and swapped positions. Finally Joe ended up on top of Greg, who was on his back, and pushed his legs apart as he mounted the neg stud. He was a lot more gentle than the day before, but he knew that as sore as Greg still was, his seed would still have a good chance of seeping into his bloodstream. The piercing would help too. The long slow strokes that Joe started with caused Greg to start moaning. It definitely sounded different than the sounds he made during their first meeting. There was no pain in his moans and Greg started to be an active bottom to Joe’s fucking. Joe leaned in and folded Greg back as his hips thrust into Greg’s hungry hole. The intensity kept increasing and Joe was afraid of hurting Greg any more, but his need to breed more charged cum into Greg’s hole took over. “oh god yes, fuck me, breed me, poz me” Greg moaned as Joe got closer to cumming. Greg started to milk his cock and that pushed Joe to the point where his cock began to shoot its venom deep into Greg’s cunt. Joe’s body shook as it once again filled Greg’s neg hole with its toxic load. They laid there kissing as the last squirts pumped into Greg. Greg rolled over and swapped spots with Joe. He thrust his cock into Joe’s unsuspecting hole with Joe groaning as the cock tore into his ass. He felt the heavier piercing inside him and made a quick note to try and stretch his up one size. Greg started off slow and sensual but soon was fucking Joe with hard, long strokes. Joe started to egg Greg on - “Fuck me with that neg cock” “You gonna breed me with that worthless neg seed?” He was really enjoying getting a cock inside him since he had mostly been topping since he converted. This was the type of rough animalistic sex he loved to have with other strong guys. Greg growled as he slammed his cock into Joe’s tight pussy. His ass was still throbbing from the damage Joe inflicted two days ago and it served as a reminder why he was here, but he hadn’t shot a load in over a week and Joe was the type of guy that he loved to hire to fuck and breed when he was on the road. He felt Joe’s cum drip down his balls and legs as he rammed Joe. He didn’t want to lose any of the precious seed, but he couldn’t stop now. His balls were boiling and his cock throbbed as it drove in and out of the boy’s hole, coating it with precum. He bent forward and forced his tongue deep into Joe’s mouth as his cock filled his ass. With two more hard slams of his shaft, his cock erupted, filling Joe with his neg semen. Greg’s body flinched and spasmed as the last of his cum shot into Joe, their sweaty chests glued together. Joe wrapped his legs and arms around Greg holding them together as they kissed. After several moments, Joe loosened his grip and Greg rolled off him laying on his back next to Joe. “Thanks, I needed that. I thought my balls were going to burst. I can hardly wait until I’m shooting charged loads” Greg said as he lay there. “Yeah, you’re gonna love it” Joe replied as he rolled over on his side and was flicking his fingers over Greg’s pierced nips. Greg moaned and Joe moved back between his legs, hoisting his ass up in the air and burying his face between his ass cheeks. Joe tongue fucked the hole, tasting his cum in the hole, and then slurped up the cum on Greg’s balls and thighs. Joe felt his cock twitch again and figured he could give Greg one more load before he had to go. He licked up from Greg’s balls and up his shaft, cleaning the cum off. As he lowered Greg’s ass towards his poisonous snake, he kept licking up Greg’s torso, tasting the sweat and cum, a mixture he always found intoxicating. It fueled his need to fuck Greg again and he slid into Greg’s hole easily. This fuck was slower yet and Greg was really working his ass muscles on Joe’s shaft. He enjoyed the cock massage and would stab his dick in occasionally, hearing Greg gasp and then moan. He started to fuck Greg’s hole harder and knew it wouldn’t take long before he would be breeding Greg for possibly the last time. “Fuck me Joe, give me your poz cum and finish the job” Greg said. It took a few moments for it to register in his brain, but he realized that Greg had called him by his real name, the first time during their fuck sessions. Joe was close and said to Greg “Yeah, I’m going to knock that hole up and turn you into a poz fucker. My DNA will be with you forever.” Each thrust got more erratic and stronger until he felt his cock shooting more diseased seed into Greg’s muscled ass. Greg was milking his cock, trying to get every drop of seed inside his still starving cunt. Joe laid there, his cock covered in his toxic spooge inside Greg. He let his cock soften and finally fall out of Greg’s battered hole, seeing traces of blood on it. “Do you have a plug to hold the cum in?” Joe asked. Greg replied “No, I forgot to pick one up.” Joe got off the bed and pulled one out of his bag and dripped some spit on it and forced it into Greg. Greg groaned as his hole was invaded once again. His ring stretched and then sucked the plug in and clamped down, holding it firmly in place. Joe said “Consider this a gift… or a bribe” and laughed. The two went to the shower and cleaned up. It was a long shower and at one point Greg put his interlocked fingers around the back of Joe’s neck and looked him in the eye. “I shouldn’t really say anything, but you were the best one we interviewed. Everyone liked you and you seem to be pretty smart. Even if you haven’t pozzed me I want you with my company. If you have, I will guarantee you will get hired.”

Part 31 - Used and Dumped? Aaron had been spending most of his non-work time at Nick’s apartment. It had started simply enough with him fucking Nick a few times a day and had morphed into them flip fucking every time. His ass was sore and people at work had commented that he always looked tired. He wasn’t complaining since he loved being around and in Nick. His gut had a bad feeling that it would all end soon when Nick got what he wanted. Half of him wanted Nick to be poz and half wanted things to stay as they were. Another thing was bugging him - the time it was taking for Nick to get sick. He kept thinking about his own conversion and the timing. The hookup in the ABS with the guy that told him he was giving him AIDS was too close to when he got sick and then tested for him to have been the one. Who then? When he got off work, Aaron sat in his car thinking and picked up his phone and sent off a text message. It simply said “Are you poz?” He set the phone down and started driving back to Nick’s place. Mark was laying on the couch surfing for a hookup. Eric had been busy with work projects, so Mark was fulfilling his need for sex with hookups. His phone buzzed and he picked it up. He read the message and got a knot in his stomach. He hadn’t heard from Aaron since the day he found out he was poz. He had gotten updates from Joe and was happy that things seemed to be going well for Aaron. He wasn’t sure how he should respond to Aaron’s question. Should he be truthful? Apologetic? Lie? Maybe he should just ignore it or blacklist his number. He wasn’t sure it was the right thing to say, but he replied “yes.” There was a long pause since Mark had sent his reply. He started to get worried. Once Aaron got to Nick’s apartment he read the message from Mark and smiled. Aaron: did u know u were poz? Mark: yes Aaron: did u want to poz me? Mark: no Aaron: just fuk? Mark: just bj but got too horny Aaron: why no condom? Mark: didn’t have any & never use em Aaron: regret pozzing me? Once again, Mark wasn’t sure how to respond. He hadn’t regretted pozzing anyone but this might have been the exception. Finally Mark sent back “sorry.” Aaron quickly replied “don’t be sorry. very glad it happened now. I’ve met a lot of great people and learned so much. May have found a bf too.” Mark wasn’t sure what to say next and was a little confused. He called Aaron to make sure he was really serious. Aaron laughed and said “I was fuckin scared when I got sick. That other guy really got to me. Now, I don’t even know if he really was poz or had AIDS.” Mark replied “Well, you said you had bare sex with a few guys the weekend I was there. It might have been one of them.” Aaron chuckled and said “I just sucked those guys. I didn’t want you to think that I never got fucked. You were only the fourth guy to fuck me in my life and it had been a few months since the last guy and the other two were in high school. ” “Oh fuck. There goes my excuse. I guess it was me. I really felt guilty after I got home. I even told my brother that I was” Mark said meekly. Aaron smiled seeing that he had the upper hand. “When I got sick and then went to the clinic I wanted to kill the guy that pozzed me. I even thought about killing myself. But you were there and you helped me. And the guys and staff that I met at the clinic helped too. I’ve been having fun with some of the guys, I have a bunch of new friends and have had some amazing sex. Now that I know that I’m not going to die right away and have this special power, I’ve never been so happy.” Mark thought a moment and decided he might as well let Aaron know everything. He then asked “Who were these guys you met at the clinic?” Aaron laughed “Just some sickos that were trying to get pozzed. They’re really nice guys though. I told you about Dennis. He talked to me a lot. Joe and Kyle helped me too. Their roommate Steven was kind of quiet but he helped me get over my fears. I’m really glad I met them.” “Aaron, I need to confess. Joe is my brother. He’s the one I went to see that weekend I visited. And when you called all freaked out, I asked him to be there to make sure you were ok when you got your results. He was already planning on going to the clinic that day, I just asked him to be there when you said you were going.” Mark said. “What? You set me up with them?” Aaron asked. “No, you met them by chance the first day. He told me he met a guy that sounded like you at the clinic and I just asked him to watch over you at the clinic when you got your results and make sure you were ok. I didn’t ask him or his friends to do anything else. Joe said he and his friends really liked you after you met them the first day. They got really concerned when you went back for the results and passed out.” “Oh, ok. I really thought they were my friends” Aaron said. “I know they are. And its not just about sex. They care about you. I’ve gotten several messages keeping me up to date on how you were and a couple weeks ago Joe said that he thought you were going to be ok and for me not to worry” Mark replied. “Well, I haven’t talked with any of them the past week or so. I’ve been busy with a guy that Joe introduced me to. Well, more than that. We had fuck party to poz the guy up. It was one of the guys I went to high school with and had a crush on but I thought he was straight. He’s the guy I mentioned about maybe being my boyfriend. “I didn’t try to trick you Aaron, I just thought it would be less creepy if you didn’t know that Joe was my brother” Mark explained. “I hope it works out with this guy, but remember first relationships rarely last - gay or straight. Enjoy your time together and try to be friends if it doesn’t work out.” “Ok, Mark. Thanks for being honest with me now. I’m at Nick’s place and I have to go. Bye” said Aaron. “Take care and please keep in touch, Aaron. Bye” Mark answered. Aaron hung up the phone and walked up the stairs and into the apartment. Laying on the couch was Nick, shivering and covered with a blanket. He looked pale and moaned in pain. Aaron remembered when he got sick and it wasn’t nearly as bad as Nick looked. Nick looked at him and forced a grin on his face. “Thanks bud, I think it finally happened.” “Damn, Nick, you look bad. What do you need?” Aaron said. “Your cock. Fuck me one more time” replied Nick. Aaron’s heart sank. Did he really mean it? Just one more fuck and he was to just leave? Never to be together again? Were his fears really happening? He tried to hold back the tears as he said “I don’t think thats a good idea, Nick. But what do you mean?” Nick looked up and couldn’t figure out why Aaron was playing hard to get for the first time since they’d started fucking. “Just fuck me and give me another poz load.” Aaron started to sob and finally blurted out “if you just want me around until you’re poz then I should just leave now. I thought we had something more, but if all you want is poz cum then there are lots of other guys that can give it to you.” He walked back to the bedroom and bathroom and quickly collected his clothes and the things that he had left in the apartment. When he walked back in the living room he saw Nick leaning against the door, blocking the way. “Please don’t go. I didn’t mean it that way. All I wanted was to be with you while I changed from being a neg guy to poz. We’ll be two poz guys together after this is over. I’ve never been closer to anyone than you. I don’t want it to end.” Aaron dropped his stuff and hugged Nick, ashamed that he let his emotions get the better of him. Aaron was holding Nick upright and Nick’s strength was fading fast. Aaron helped him back into the bedroom and put him into bed. Aaron took his clothes off and climbed in next to Nick and was in-between his legs. Nick was like a rag doll, but they both needed this fuck. Nick faded in and out of consciousness as Aaron drilled his cock into the scorching heat of Nick’s fevered body. His cock pumped several shots of diseased semen into Nick’s gut. They both fell sound asleep, holding each other tight. Aaron spent the next few days nursing Nick back to health even taking time off work since he didn’t want to leave Nick alone. Joe’s escort phone buzzed with a message. When he got out of class, he read the message from Ric. “Thanks for last sunday. mom pissed about tat, earrings. ppl at school all love it. met some new guys. fukd 3. found out friend from grade school has had crush on me for 5 yrs. u r right about figuring out who is interested. surprised how many. fem guy been hitting on me today.” Joe smiled and tapped out a response “yw. good to hear u r ok and doing good. ur mom will be ok after she gets used to it and sees u r happy. u interested in gs friend? keep fuckin. have fun. let me kno how it goes” He got a reply back quickly from Ric “she already sees change in me. much happier. gs guy wants 2 date. I want to fk around. will do.” Joe grinned and was happy to hear from Ric and he wondered what was going to happen when he converts. — A few days later Joe was studying and heard someone banging on their apartment door. He looked through the peephole and saw Aaron. He opened the door and Aaron burst in. “You fucker! You’re Mark’s brother and you never told me. You knew what he and I did and never said a word. What the fuck?” “Oh, jeez, Aaron. Calm down. We met before Mark even knew. Yeah, Mark asked me to be at the clinic to make sure you were ok when you found out if you were poz or not. Thats all he asked me to do. He was worried about you. The rest of it was genuine. We all thought you were a cool guy and now you’re almost like a brother to us.” Joe hugged Aaron and stayed there holding him for a few minutes letting him cool down. Finally Aaron sobbed “Really? You’re just not saying it?” “No, of course not. We’ve gone through some stuff that have bound us together. I care about you. Kyle does too. I know Dennis does too” Joe reassured Aaron. “How is Nick doing? I heard he was pretty sick.” “Yeah, he was pretty bad. I’m glad I wasn’t that sick. He didn’t end up in the hospital like Jeff, at least.” Aaron said before adding “I guess he’s feeling better since he’s trying to figure out who to breed first.” Joe laughed and said “I remember being like that. You were a lot saner than we were.” “No I wasn’t. I was scared. You guys chased and knew what was going to happen. I was just Mark’s victim. But it worked out. I met you guys. I met Nick. I stopped being scared of being gay and then scared of being poz. Sorry I yelled at you earlier. I just felt like you guys set me up” Aaron said. Joe hugged Aaron again, but this time he kissed him. As the kiss turned passionate, Aaron’s hands roamed over Joe’s body as Joe groped Aaron. Soon, Aaron pulled Joe’s shirt off and had his hands inside Joe’s shorts, grasping his cock and feeling it stiffen in his hand. Joe was sliding his hand down the back of Aaron’s jeans and fingered his hole. Aaron whispered in Joe’s ear “I need that cock inside me. The last pierced cock I had was your brother’s when he was pozzing me up. I loved how it felt inside me.” Aaron pulled Joe’s shorts off and moved over to the couch, unbuttoning his jeans as he walked. He pushed them down as he knelt on the couch. Joe was right behind him and grabbed the poppers and lube off the table next to the couch. Aaron took a hit of poppers while Joe lubed his cock up and teased Aaron’s hole with his piercing. Slowly Joe pushed his cock against the tight pucker until he felt it start to enter Aaron. Aaron moaned “Oh god yeah. I love how that feels. I like Mark’s ring better, its bigger.” Joe thrust his cock in deeper and Aaron gasped. Each stroke punched deeper into Aaron’s tight hole. He hadn’t been fucked since Nick had gotten sick and he really needed it. Aaron was still a bottom at heart and while he thought he had become a very good top, he still loved feeling a guy fuck him. Joe moved closer to Aaron and pushed his chest against Aaron’s back as he fucked. He wrapped his arms around Aaron’s chest and his head rested on Aaron’s shoulder. Joe quietly spoke into Aaron’s ear “You know we really are brothers. Mark pozzed both of us. All the other guys took loads from several guys, but Mark is the only one to breed us poz.” Joe’s cock pummeled Aaron’s hole, slamming in while his arms held Aaron tight. “Fuck me Joe, breed my ass like only a brother can do” Aaron begged. Aaron was milking Joe’s cock as he fucked and Joe was close when Aaron clamped down on his cock when it was deep inside him. Joe’s cock spewed shot after shot of tainted seed into Aaron and both felt his hole fill with cum. Joe’s cock had stopped shooting and his cock was softening, but Joe still held Aaron tight. After a few minutes, Joe finally released Aaron and they both sat down on the couch. “Oh, shit. I hope I didn’t ruin things between you and Nick. You’re not cheating on him, are you?” Joe asked. Aaron chuckled. “No. We have been doing a lot of talking while Nick has been sick and we decided it had to be an open relationship. We’re both too horny and love fucking other guys. As long as we don’t neglect the other, we can fuck whoever we want. Oh, and I’m moving in with him at the first of the year.” “Congrats Aaron. That’s great news. That’s how Kyle and I do it. I love him but I need other cocks and asses. Since I escort, it kind of forced it that way. Its been working out great, but Kyle tells me when I haven’t spent enough time with him. Don’t be afraid of telling Nick the same thing” Joe said. Aaron got dressed and kissed Joe. “Next time, I get your ass” Aaron said as he walked out the door. — Joe was chatting back and forth with an escort prospect and got another message from Ric. It had been four days since he last heard from him. He read the message “Dave, I’m scared. woke up sweating last nite. sore throat, body hurts. fever. am I gonna die?” Joe sent back a message “no, but u r prob converting. watch ur temp. drink fluids. see doc if temp too high. txt me at least every day or when u have questions” The messages kept coming over the next six days. Joe got updates telling him what his fever was and what had changed - the rashes that showed up, the aches, the swollen glands. His mom and dad watched over him and wanted to take him to the doctor, but he refused. He was out of school for just over a week and when he returned, two of his new gay friends cornered him asking about the flu he had. They both asked if he thought he had gotten infected and Ric just played it cool saying no, it was just the flu, nothing else. One guy, Jason, Ric had fucked several times in the past week since they had met. Jason visited him several times while he was out sick and realized that no one else caught the flu Ric had. He thought he knew what was going on and the thought of taking a possibly infected load of cum from Ric turned him on. He had been getting fucked by three other guys, but he stopped seeing them and kept close with Ric. Two days after Jason went back to school Jason asked Ric to come by his house after school and they could have some time alone until his parents got home from work. Ric and Jason made out in his bedroom and talked about things that Ric had missed when he was out sick. Ric seemed reluctant to fuck Jason, which was different than all the other times they had gotten together. Jason finally forced the issue and unbuttoned Ric’s jeans and started to suck his cock. Ric had been trying to be celibate for a week or two until he could get to the clinic and find out for sure if he was now poz. But his willpower to avoid sex melted away as Jason sucked his cock. Jason was an experienced cocksucker and soon had Ric’s hormones raging. Ric’s next thought was to only cum from the blowjob and the likelihood of him infecting Jason would be low. Jason had other plans. Jason worked his pants down while he sucked. Ric’s eyes were closed as he enjoyed Jason’s oral attention to his cock. Jason now only had his tee shirt and socks on and his cock was as hard as it had ever been. He spit on his fingers and then used them to wet his hole. In one swift move, he stopped sucking and climbed on top of Ric, positioning his wet cock on his hole. He took a deep breath and and forced himself down on Ric’s cock as Ric yelled out “No!!!” Ric’s cock ripped into Jason’s cunt and he tried not to scream as the pain spread through his body. He needed to be fucked since it had been almost two weeks since the last time, and Ric had become the guy that satisfied his sexual needs best. With Ric’s cock deep in his gut and his body no longer spasming from the sudden invasion, he started to ride Ric. Ric kept trying to throw him off, but just made the fuck that much harder. Jason had all the leverage and soon was taking the full length of Ric’s thick cock. Each thrust hurt and he knew he probably had numerous tiny tears in the walls of his rectum, but it excited him even more. Ric stopped trying to get Jason off his cock and watched Jason fuck himself on his stiff shaft. He felt like he was being raped and wondered if a top could be raped by a bottom. His reticence to the fuck faded fast and he enjoyed what might be his first fuck as a poz guy. Jason rode him hard and was trying everything he knew to get Ric to blow his load inside him. With his ass milking Ric’s cock, one hand pinching Ric’s nipple and the other rubbing his taint and pushing into his hole, Ric couldn’t wait any longer. Ric reached up and grabbed Jason’s arms and pulled him down so his cock was as deep inside Jason as it would go and started shooting his cum deep within him. Neither knew what Ric’s status was, but it didn’t matter anymore as the deed had been done. Ric didn’t remember Jason shooting his load all over his chest and face, nor how many shots of seed he had planted inside Jason. It seemed like his cock had shot hundreds of times and was still hard. Jason leaned forward and kissed Ric. Neither one said anything about the potential that Jason had just been infected but they both knew it and were both excited about the prospect. Jason pulled off of Ric’s still half-hard cock and licked up all of the cum that was on Ric’s body and face. They ran through the shower quickly before Jason’s family got back home and Ric headed back to his house for dinner. While he walked home, his mind was filled with thoughts about what he had just done. Maybe he shouldn’t wait to go up to the clinic. Maybe he should take Jason with him and they could give him something so he didn’t get infected. Jason was the one that wanted it though. Maybe he wanted to be infected. His parents noticed that Ric was distracted all through dinner, but didn’t say anything. Ric studied most of the evening and then went to bed. Ric had been sleeping but awoke sweating again. It was getting better but still worried him. He was just about to doze off again and he heard his door open. He glanced at the alarm clock and it said 1:30 AM. His dad walked in and went over to the bed. Frank leaned down and kissed his son on the forehead. “Are you awake?” Frank asked quietly. “Yeah, I just woke up” Ric whispered. “Can you fuck me like the last time?” Frank asked. “I don’t have condoms, dad. Dave thinks I’m poz now” Ric replied, still whispering. “I don’t care and it may not matter. I can’t stop thinking of when you and him fucked me and I need to feel it again” Frank said. A smile came over Ric and he sat up in bed, his cock getting hard as he thought about it. “Get on your knees next to the bed” Ric said as he got up and pulled his shorts off. Frank’s arms and chest were on the top of the mattress and he spread his legs giving access to his hairy ass. Ric spit on Frank’s hole and then on his hand, rubbing the saliva around his now stiff cock. Ric pushed, but Frank’s ass was closed tight. He then pushed his index finger into his father’s hole and felt it yield and he pushed his finger in further. He fucked with his finger like he remembered Dave had done with him and then worked a second finger in. He tried to remember how Dave had moved his fingers - twisting and pushing in and out - and mimicked those with his dad’s hole. When he felt that it was loose enough, he tried again with his cock. This time, Ric’s cock was able to enter the tight ring. It didn’t go in easy, but he added more spit and pushed in harder. “I need to get some of that lube that Jason had” Ric thought. Ric worked his cock deeper and deeper, rocking his hips and he heard his dad moan. Once he had gotten almost all the way in and was bumping into his dad’s inner ring, Ric began to fuck with longer strokes. He tried to be quiet so his mom wouldn’t hear them and walk in and find him fucking his dad. Frank quickly acclimated to the girth of his son’s cock deep inside his manpussy. When it hurt he bit into the bed sheets, but mostly moaned and enjoyed the feeling of his son’s sizable cock fucking him. Between Frank getting used to the thickness of Ric’s cock and the large amounts of precum that Ric was leaking, Ric could now start thrusting in hard into his father. Frank responded by using his ass muscles and milking Ric’s cock. Ric looked at the clock and saw it now said 2:12. He knew he had to finish soon and he wanted to cum, but didn’t want to poz his father. His breathing got labored and his thrusts got erratic and he was about to pull out and shoot his cum on his dad’s back when his dad turned his head and whispered back “Cum inside me son. Give me that seed.” Ric always got aroused when he heard a bottom tell him to cum inside but to hear his father say it hit him hard. In less than a second he was pumping his seed deep inside Frank. Several ropes of probably toxic seed coated Frank’s guts. Ric stood there as his body shook from the orgasm and his balls emptied into his dad. Ric leaned forward and whispered in his dad’s ear “Thanks.” “No, thank you, Ric” Frank said. Ric then whispered “stay right there” and pulled his semi-hard cock out and moved over and pulled the plug Dave had gotten him out and went over to Frank who was still on his knees next to the bed. Ric pushed the plug into his father’s ass and then sat down on the bed. Frank looked up at Ric, smiling. He moved over and licked Ric’s cock and balls clean, tasting his son’s cum for the first time. Ric fucked and bred Jason and his dad over the next week. Monday morning Frank walked up to Ric at the breakfast table and handed him the keys to the car. “You should go up to the clinic Dave told you about after school today. I told your mom you’re picking up a few things for me and will be home late today. Just go up there, get tested and come back, OK?” Frank told Ric. “Ok, dad.” During lunch he sent a message to Dave and said “Going to get tested today” but didn’t hear anything back. He checked his phone again between his next class and there was a reply from Dave “Good. what time?” He sent back “abt 4.” Ric walked up to the building and looked at the sign - Jones Sexual Health Clinic. He took a deep breath and walked into the clinic and looked around, thinking that Dave might be there to help him but he didn’t see Dave among the dozen or so people in the waiting room. He had never been nervous going to the doctor, but this time was different. He re-read the info Dave had given him and went up to check in. The receptionist told him that first he had to fill out some forms - “Please be honest, we don’t share this information with anyone other than the staff who see you” he told Ric. Ric turned around and found a chair to sit in and fill out the forms. He was surprised about the personal information that they asked and was embarrassed to tell them about the amount of sex he had. He took the forms back and the receptionist said to have a seat and it would probably be about twenty minutes. He kept scanning the room looking for Dave to show up and finally decided that Dave wasn’t interested in seeing Ric again since he did what he was hired to do a few weeks ago and was just being polite by answering his text messages. He was surprised at the guys that he saw in the waiting room. Many seemed to be about his age. Some acted very effeminate and some were jocks and others just regular guys. There was an older guy that looked like he was in construction and another older guy in a suit. His cock twitched as he checked them all out and he chuckled to himself when he realized he wouldn’t mind fucking with every one of them. The nurse came out and called “Ric.” He started to get up and realized he had put his full name down on the forms. He sat back down and looked to see who else got up. No one did and when the nurse called out “Ric” again, he got up and went to the nurse. He gave his full name to the nurse and she assured him that he was who she was asking for. He followed her to the exam room and got weighed, his temperature and blood pressure taken and told to wait. The doctor came in and went over his forms, smiling and saying “You seem to have a pretty big sexual appetite there.” He asked about his recent flu and for all of his symptoms. The doctor then examined him thoroughly. He enjoyed feeling the doctor’s finger in his ass and the swab in his cock less so. The doctor told him that the next step was to take a blood sample and he should come back on Wednesday or Thursday to get the results. “Can’t I get them over the phone?” Ric asked. “No, we prefer to have patients here when we give that kind of information out. Some people don’t deal with the news well and we want to be able to help them through it if the results cause them stress” the doctor explained. “OK” Ric said. The doctor escorted him down to the waiting area for the blood test. There were two other guys already waiting and he sat down in the next empty chair. The guy next to him looked to be a few years younger than him and still had peach fuzz on his face. Ric could sense that he was even more nervous than Ric was. “Is this your first time too?” asked Ric. “Yeah” the boy said after several seconds. “Nothing to worry about” said the guy first in line and then said “They’re good. I never feel any pain when they take blood here. Been getting tested every three months since I was your age.” The door opened and a tall middle eastern guy in his mid-thirties walked out “See you in a month, Tyler.” Finally Ric got his turn and went in to get his blood drawn. Ric walked in the room and closed the door. Ric was surprised by the guy in the lab coat who was going to take his blood. He was really sexy and looked like he should be modeling expensive clothes, not taking blood in a clinic. “Hi, you’re Ricardo or Ric?” Tyler asked. “Yeah” I am. How does everyone know my nickname?” Ric asked. “Its a pretty common nickname” Tyler said before asking “I do have a question for you thats not normal procedure. Do you have any tattoos?” Ric was surprised at the question, but this was the first doctor visit since he got his tattoo. “Yeah I do. I just got it a few weeks ago. Is it going to affect the blood test?” “No, not at all. May I see it?” Tyler asked innocently. “Uh, ok” Ric said with a puzzled look on his face. He pulled his shirt off over his head and revealed the tattoo on his chest. Tyler looked it over and smiled. “Very nice work. Most guys your age get small, crappy random tattoos or flash tattoos where thousands of other guys have the same one. You can leave your shirt off while I draw blood, it gives me something nice to look at while we fill the vials.” Ric snickered and said “OK” and laid out his arm. Tyler took four vials of blood and then told Ric he could put his shirt back on. “We’re running a bit behind on getting blood work done, so can you come back on Thursday for the results?” Tyler asked. “Uh, sure” Ric replied as he tucked his shirt back into his jeans. “Good. It’s better if you make an appointment with the receptionist. One more thing” Tyler said as he put the labels on the blood vials. “Dave asked me to tell you that he’s sorry he couldn’t make it today. He was a little tied up. But he will be here on Thursday if you come at the same time.” Ric grinned and realized thats why they knew his nickname. He went back to the lobby and made the appointment. As he walked towards the door, the boy that was next to him to get his blood test was sitting in a chair by himself crying. Ric sat down next to him and put his hand on the boy’s shoulder. “Its going to be ok. Don’t worry” Ric said. The boy turned to him and said “I don’t want to die. I was just having some fun.” Ric smiled at him. “Really, you don’t need to worry. We all die sometime, but I think you probably have a long life ahead of you. I’m sure they are going to help you here if you need it” Ric said as he got up and went back to the car. Thursday he drove back to the clinic. He made up a story for his mom that the stuff he was supposed to get for his father on Monday they couldn’t find and he had to go back to pick them up now that they had found them. He arrived at the clinic again and went in. He talked to the receptionist and took a seat waiting for his name to be called. Once again, he looked around and didn’t see Dave anywhere. The nurse called his name and he went back just like on Monday. He waited for the doctor to show up and after almost fifteen minutes a different doctor walked through the door. “Hello Ric. I’m Dr. Simms and I’m the infectious disease specialist here. I’ll be taking over your case and will be treating you from now on. We have the results from the lab and you have tested positive for HIV. Your viral load is very high, but your CD4 counts look good. My guess is that you were recently infected. Do you have any idea when you might have been exposed to HIV?” Ric tried to hide his smile and said that it could have been about four weeks earlier. “Ah, ok. Your forms indicate you have been very active sexually since then and you never have protected sex. That means that you may have infected everyone you have had sex with since your seroconversion. You should let them know, if you can. I realize that sometimes it is not possible. It looks like that is only two people from your forms, which is fewer than I would have thought. Many guys your age have several partners in a week” Dr. Simms said. From his tone, Ric thought that he was being ridiculed for not being a big enough slut. He wanted to yell out “I was a fucking virgin two months ago! How much sex can I have?” “We’ll be taking another blood test to see how your viral load is progressing“ the doctor told Ric who nodded. “Now, I understand that some people in your situation want to help others who are in need of having a more positive future and I commend that. I would actually encourage you to be more sexually active now. It will help you psychologically overcome this news. Getting back on the horse, as it were. 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. I realize that our clinic isn’t convenient to where you live and I assume most of your sex partners are near there too, but I would appreciate it if you sent them to us for diagnosis and treatment. You should be able to help us boost our numbers down near the city quite effectively.” Ric was listening closely and it seemed the doctor was encouraging him to spread the virus to as many people as he could. “You want me to have more bare sex and not take medication?” Ric asked. “Exactly” the doctor replied. “Since you don’t live locally, I’ve modified our testing schedule. Please visit us once a month for the next year to get your blood tested. I would also like you to inform our lab tech, Tyler, of how many people you have had sex with. If he is not available, you can omit that information and give it to him on your next visit. Now, please stop by and get your blood drawn from Tyler who will give you more information. Congratulations, Ric.” The doctor got up and directed Ric to get his blood drawn and was still in a state of shock. Tyler took him in and closed the door. “Welcome back, you stud. Lost your virginity and willingly got pozzed in the same weekend. And you’ve been sharing when you knew you were probably infected. You’re going to be quite the pozzer” Tyler said as he prepped Ric’s arm and the syringe. “Do you know if you have been successful with these two guys?” Tyler asked as the needle slipped into Ric’s arm. “No, I don’t. Both seem to be ok so far” Ric answered. After thinking about it a few seconds he said “Are you guys kidding me? You want me to infect other guys?” Ric asked. Tyler chuckled and said “We don’t do that with everyone. But some patients we get seem to like spreading their gift around and we encourage them. Its more business for us and I like to meet fellow poz guys, maybe for some off-work fun. We normally don’t do this with people that don’t live around here, but Dave recommended that we make an exception for you.” “Yeah, Dave. He was supposed to be here today, but he blew me off again” said Ric. “Hehe, not quite. He’s waiting for you in our other waiting room. OK, all done. The doctor told you about keeping track of the number of people you give your cum to and then letting me know when you get tested. You only test monthly, so it might be harder to keep track.” Tyler said. Tyler led Ric down the hall into the club waiting room and there sat Joe, watching porn on the TV. He turned when he heard the door open and saw Ric standing there. Tyler said “You got half an hour.” Joe stood up and went to Ric and gave him a hug, grabbing his ass cheeks tightly. “Congrats and welcome to the club” Joe said. “Club? What club?” asked Ric. “For most poz guys, its a virtual club. We just say that since there are a small group of people that can say they are poz. In our case, we really do have a club. Since you don’t live right around here, you are now an honorary member. We’ll do the official ceremony when you can come up here and spend the night. It does earn you a free biohazard tattoo, so decide where you want to put it and we can set up a time for Thad to do it. “Fuck! Really? Can we do it today?” asked Ric excitedly. “I kind of doubt it, but I can send a message to Thad and see. Do you know where you want it or what kind you want?” Joe replied as he sent a message to Thad asking if he had time. “Uh, I don’t know either. I guess I should look online and get some ideas” Ric said. “Yeah and you might want to think about making it a bit conspicuous, since people are going to see it in the showers when you have gym class and if its out in the open, like mine, when you wear shorts its visible to everyone” Joe said. “Yeah, I didn’t think of that. I’ve been going shirtless around the house to make my mom get used to the one I have, but its just pissing her off. She’ll really freak if she sees I got another one so soon ” said Ric. Joe’s phone buzzed and he read Thad’s message “He can’t do today. He asked if maybe you could do next week. That would give you time to really think about it. You should never rush a tattoo - it’s there forever. I’ll give you a suggestion - put it down by your cock. above, or to your left. Maybe have a bit poke above the top of a speedo or low cut jeans. And don’t do one of the standard biohazards. Make it unique.” Ric nodded and it made a lot of sense. He’d have to come up with an excuse to get back up to the tattoo shop, but that would be easy. “Now, we don’t have much time, but I really wanted you to dump your first official poz load into me. You up for a quickie?” Joe asked. “Fuck yeah!” said Ric and he immediately started unbuttoning and unzipping his pants. Joe did the same and with his ass uncovered, he sat backwards in one of the chairs with his hole towards Ric. Ric knelt down and pushed his face between Joe’s ass cheeks and began eating his hole. He forced his tongue into Joe’s pussy and then sat back, slapping Joe’s ass. “You slut, there’s already a load in there” said Ric. Joe snickered and said “Yeah, Tyler had a few minutes free…” Ric dove back in and sucked out some of Tyler’s charged seed and let it sit on his tongue as he got up and pushed his cock into Joe’s waiting hole. He held Joe’s shoulders and started to pound Joe’s cunt. There was no need for a warmup, Tyler had taken care of it already, so Ric just used Joe’s hole to get off. Tyler’s cum covered Ric’s cock as he drove his cock in and out of Joe. Joe flexed his ass muscles and gripped Ric’s cock, sending waves of pleasure through Ric’s body. Ric slammed his cock into Joe several times until with one final push he felt his balls unload their special seed into the guy that he hoped had pozzed him up. “Thank you Dave” he whispered into Joe’s ear while his body settled back to a normal breathing pattern. “My pleasure” said Joe. Ric moved back and stuffed his cock into his underwear and jeans and Joe pulled up his jeans. He turned around and Ric immediately hugged and kissed him. “I really can’t thank you enough. You helped me go from a scared, closeted gay virgin, afraid of even touching another guy to a confident poz slut” Ric said. “It was your dad’s idea, so he should take some of the thanks or blame” Joe replied and then asked “So who are the two lucky guys you’ve been breeding full of your toxic seed?” Ric laughed “My dad and a new fuck bud who I think wants to get pozzed. I don’t think it will be long before both of them are poz too.” Joe laughed “You are one sick fuck. I love it!” as they left the room and wandered out of the building. Joe and Ric hugged again and Joe said “Let me know when you are going to Thad’s place next week. I’ll meet you there.”

I love the feeling of a man's cock pulsing in my mouth as they cum. Holding it until he's done, and then swallowing it all at once. My last top dad used to like to pull out and shoot his cum all over my face. Then he'd rub it around my face with his cock before having me suck it clean. That was hot, but never as good as swallowing the load as he's cumming.

Yep, I love my men hairy! There's just something so sexual to me about being under a hairy manly top man.

Go to Bay City Sauna in Elsternwick, mostly an older crowd goes there.

I try to keep loads in me and absorb it if i can. I sometimes use a butt plug to keep loads in me especially if I've been fucked by lots of guys at a sex club or at a bareback party. I have to admit though, that i love the feel of a guys cum running out of my hole and dripping off my balls when he is fucking me too.