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Woke up feeling extremely horny on Sunday morning, definitely needing to get some cock. Decided I was going to head into the boiler house sauna in Dublin so cleaned out, showered and headed into town. Arrived at the sauna around 12:30, paid the entrance fee and headed inside, changed in the locker room and headed upstairs. There were a nice number and type of guys already walking about including a few hot daddy types that I definitely liked the look of. I grabbed a quick shower to make sure I was as fresh as possible lubed up my ass and headed into the steam room. I’d never seen it so busy there was at least 10 guys in there. I had my towel over my shoulder as I leaned against the wall eyes closed taking in the heat. It wasn’t long before I felt a hand start to play with my cock. Soon the hand had reached behind and started to finger my ass. A bottle of poppers was held to my nose, I inhaled deep in both nostrils and let the rush wash over me. The 1 finger was replaced with 2 then 3 fingers and I was given the bottle again this time inhaling deep about 3 or 4 times. I was putty in the guys hands as he pushed me forward and bent me over the bench in the steam room the fingers were taken out and my hole felt so empty. I needed something more. I didn’t need to wait long as soon I felt a cock teasing my hole. Normally at this point in a sauna I reach for the condoms as I generally play safe in a sauna type setting but today the thought never entered my head. I was horny, high from the poppers and totally lost in the attention my hole was now receiving. The teasing went on for another bit as I took more hits of poppers, as the rush hit I pushed back onto his bare cock taking him deep inside. He started to fuck me firmly and steadily and as he did a cock was presented to my mouth which I proceeded to greedily devour. I was lost in a cock-bliss but still aware of the audience. The guy fucking me gradually increased his pace and after a few frenzied seconds of slamming my ass he moaned loudly and came hard pumping a load inside me. I continued to suck the cock in my mouth and soon I was rewarded with a mouthful of tasty cum which I happily swallowed. The guy pulled his cock from my ass and leaned over, whispered in my ear enjoy my babies slut, he turned and left the steam room. Instantly I wondered does that mean what I think it does - did I just take a poz load. I didn’t have time to dwell on it as no sooner had he gone that another replaced it. I hadn’t planned on taking loads and certainly not multiple loads but I couldn’t help myself, another few hits from the popper bottle under my nose and I was lost in a world of pleasure. In the end I swallowed 3 loads and took at least three in my ass and had a couple more shot on my back, maybe they were pox loads, maybe they weren’t but fuck I loved being the centre of attention. After I got home that evening I did freak out a little but soon after resigned myself to what will he will be. My next test results will let me know.

Staying in a hotel in the centre of Glasgow this weekend and just hooked up with a fit mid 30s guy. He'd been drinking with colleagues since he finished work and wanted to hook up before he went home to his boyfriend. He said he just wanted to suck and maybe fuck as long as it was with a condom. When he got here he was hotter than his pictures and still in his smart work shirt and trousers. He was down on my cock almost as soon as he got here and sucked me incredibly well. I've had a very long day and was tempted just to let him suck me until I shot my load in his mouth but I pulled him up, got his trousers and pants off and started sucking him off. I sucked him for a while then turned him round. Soon he was kneeling on the bed in just his shirt and socks and my tongue was deep in his hairy arse hole. I rimmed him for a while and he was clearly into it. He didn't say anything when I rubbed some lube into his arse and didn't mention condoms when I pushed my cock slowly up his arse. I fucked him bb with him kneeling on the bed giving little grunts of satisfaction as I fucked him from behind. He was a great fuck with a nice tight, hairy arsehole. I shot a massive load into him and when I pulled out he grinned, pulled on his pants, trousers and shoes and said he'd better get off home. He's on his way back to his boyfriend now, a nice big load of cum in his arse.

Part 17 Cody exited the stage and was met by Nick at the bottom of the stairs. “Well how was that ass: was it worth it,” asked Nick. “You could tell I was fucking unexplored territory for sure,” Cody replied. “That ass pussy gripped my cock the whole time without him even trying to milk my cock; I can only imagine how that muscle ass will work once it’s properly trained.” Nick laughed, “Well it will be considerably well used after this party.” Cody continued the conversation with Nick by saying, “The fact that he is such an arrogant prick made it all the much hotter to bust his cherry.” “He has been such an asshole anytime I’ve been around him.” “Even last night he was such a bastard while I was keeping him off the streets and occupied so he wouldn’t accidently find out about the plans for tonight .” “The only good thing about last night was we picked up this LSU student who has become totally infatuated with me, so I’ll have a regular bottom whenever I feel like it.” “In fact I already fucked him again this afternoon.” Nick smiled and said, “Well if you get tired of him we always have room for some bottoms to serve our members; they are always looking for fresh meat.” Meanwhile on the stage, Rob was staring wide-eyed at the screen as he watched a big black cock pump in and out of his ass. A part of his brain wanted to resist the intrusion, but it was a losing battle against the drug fueled feelings he was having. The tall lanky black guy was penetrating Rob’s ass much deeper than Cody had done, so in some ways it was like being fucked for the first time. When the cock hit his second sphincter Rob let out a gasp. Every single nerve ending in his body seemed to be sending both pleasure and pain signals to Rob’s confused brain. He couldn’t take his eyes away from the screen. That is until a long thin cock slapped his face and blocked his view. Rob slowly turned his head to swallow it. The cock moved in and out of his mouth easily because of its thickness; however it did meet some resistance as it pushed further down Rob’s throat. The leather bears’ cocks as well as Cody’s were thicker than this one but not nearly as long. It seemed to just keep going deeper and deeper. This cock was shaved so there was no pubic hair to serve as a warning that the cock was nearing full insertion; that is until the hairless balls slapped his chin. Rob then heard a voice say, “You like Daddy’s long cock don’t you boy?” Cody paused his sucking for a minute; that voice was familiar. He looked up and saw Jerry staring back at him. He gulped hard which caused Jerry to give a quick thrust of his cock. “I heard you thought you were too good for me boy.” “But I see like so many other cock suckers, you changed your mind when you saw my long delicious cock.” “A long beautiful cock trumps age and looks every time,” he cackled. “Then again you don’t have much choice in the matter tonight; wait until I fuck you later and you feel my long snake slither up your ass.” Right on cue, Rob felt the black man fucking his ass spill his jizz just as Jerry finished speaking. Rob expected Jerry to take his turn at his ass but another cock quickly filled the void instead. As if he was reading Rob’s mind Jerry spoke. “I’m not going to fuck you right now; I have plenty of time for that, the night is young. “ “I don’t cum fast or as often as I did when I was younger, so I just need you to edge me for a while.” “Viagra was such a wonderful discovery.” “I’ll wait to fuck you until after you are full of cum and I can take my time.” “There are too many anxious young bucks waiting their turn right now.” Jerry was right about that; the guys were lining up. The guy currently plowing Rob’s ass was a huge hairy bear of a man. His style of fucking was driving Rob’s ass crazy. The bear would thrust with several short stabs and then would drive his 8” cock in balls deep. Once his was fully embedded in Rob’s ass, he would use a circular motion to grind his cock inside and rub his bushy pubes against Rob’s ass cheeks. The combination of the prostrate massage and hair tickling the outside of his ass lips was a sensation Rob had never even imagined. The guy fucking his mouth at the time was clearly the beneficiary of this style of ass fucking. Because each time Rob felt the wiggling inside and the hair brushing his ass he would practically purr thus giving the cock down his throat a riveting massage. The guy skull fucking Rob soon shot his load. As he shot his load it sounded like Rob was gargling with it because the bear in his ass was pushing his buttons again. After a few more rounds of thrusting and grinding the bear released his seed in Rob’s hole. When he pulled his cock out for the next guy in line he pushed in a Tina shard to give Rob a little boost. The cycles of Rob being spit roasted in the sling by various anxious Tops continued for 2 more hours. At that time, the pair of bears that had originally brought him to the room reappeared with Nick. Rob had lost count of how many loads he had taken but he could see cum leaking out of his puffy hole on the video screen. The bears started unfastening him from the sling and although his ass was still itching to be filled, Rob hoped that this meant the ordeal was over. His hopes were dashed when Nick said, ”Time for a change in scenery to give more pigs a chance at your muscle ass.” “Besides you probably need to stretch a little.” Rob was led over to an area familiar to him. His heart started racing as he saw the padded sawhorse and the stocks. Rob had no energy to even struggle as the men bent him over the sawhorse and placed his head and wrists in the stocks. Rob was gagged with a metal bit gag and his legs were spread apart with a bar and secured in place. This allowed for his ass to be unobstructed and fully assessable. “Let me tell you what is going on here pig,” Nick said with an evil grin. “I know you are familiar with the fuck racing set-up, but there is a twist here.” “Each Top gets 2 minutes to fuck your ass; I’m sure they will try to cum during their limited time.” “At the end of two minutes this timer will go off and they must pull out for the next in line.” With that, Nick set a small kitchen timer on top of the stocks above Rob’s head. He also put a roll of numbered tickets for guys to reserve their place in line. The party organizers had devised this set-up as a way to give more Tops access to any featured former Top’s ass. They had learned from previous Turn-the-Top parties that the attendees really did expect to be able to stick their cocks in the new bottom’s ass even if plenty of other bottoms were available for use. Logistically this just wasn’t feasible for large crowds in a limited time frame even if every Top spent only 15 minutes fucking. That led to the idea of this station. So although their time would be limited, a lot of men could fuck a bottom in the course of a couple of hours if they only had 2 minutes each. This set-up at the party became known as the “fuck rabbit” station. A competitive atmosphere developed soon after this event became part of the parties. The Tops that nutted up the bottom’s ass were cheered; those who didn’t were shamed. The veterans of these parties had adopted a couple of different strategies so that they could actually cum during their 2 minutes. Some would just make repeated trips until they reached a point that they shot their load. That wasn’t a particularly effective strategy when there were close to 100 guys that might want to fuck the bottom, especially if they went early in the line-up since once they had their turn they would get new number for their next round at the end of the line. The more effective way was for them to use some of the other bottoms at either the glory hole wall or at one of several other fuck stations. They would use those bottoms to edge themselves until it was near time for their crack at the featured ass. That way they were already primed and two minutes of vigorous fucking a slick cum-lubed hole was enough to trigger them to add their load. Nick tightened a tourniquet over Rob’s bicep. “I think you are going to need a little jolt of joy juice for this.” Rob was then administered another slam of meth. Once Rob’ was obviously flying and pushing his ass out and wiggling it at the gathered party attendees it was time to start the event. “Number one, take your position.” Nick then started the timer and the top immediately slammed his cock in Rob’s ass and started to fuck with all his might. The first to fuck shot his load in Rob’s ass with about 5 seconds to spare. When the timer bell rang he pulled out and reset the timer for the next in line. By the time the 50th cock entered his ass, Rob was in a trancelike state. When he heard the timer ring he automatically clenched his ass. A slap on his ass would cause him tighten his ass muscles as by reflex. He had so much cum in his ass that the only way he knew if another load was added was by whether the surrounding crowd cheered or not. About 10 rotations later he heard a voice say that there was only about an hour left before Rob would be moved to another station and position.

The phone rang and I looked down to see it was my friend Jacob calling. Answering the call, Jacob said he had found me a date. Now, as I hadn't been on many dates recently I was somewhat reserved about the idea, but Jacob didn't give me much of a choice, saying I was to meet him at a local restaurant, the Black Oven that night at 8:00. I was shocked and tried to weasel out, but Jacob wouldn't have it, saying he thought my blind date and I would be great together and even if not perfect, we would at least have a fun evening. So 7:45 that night I was seated at a table waiting for my date, nervous and expecting nothing. The waiter Shawn came by the table to take my drink order. Now Shawn is a handsome 6’ black man with a bulge that is almost obscene, and which he likes to present right at table level. I couldn't help but admire it as I ordered a whiskey sour, mentioning I was waiting on someone. Nick finally shows up and I'm a bit awestruck. 5’6” broad shoulders, chiseled face, body that is muscle but not lean, like a corn fed farm worker. His blonde hair is messy but on purpose. Wearing jeans, a t shirt, and a sports coat. “Nate?” he asked. "Yes. Are you Nick?” He nodded as he took off his sports coat. Immediately I noted three points. First is the t shirt is a baseball t, one of my weaknesses. He looks super hot in it and I wonder if Jacob told him my affinity for them. Second as he stretched to take the jacket off I could see he had at least one nipple pierced, another turn on. And third he seemed to have some sort of tank top on under his shirt because I could just barely make out the straps over his shoulders. I was turned on and super interested for surenow. I hoped he would be interesting or at least find me attractive enough for a roll in the hay later. We started off with the usual topics, about the day, what we did, and had either of us been to the Black Oven before. About then Shawn returned with my drink. Shawn seemed to be surprised that Nick was my date, I chucked it up to the waiter wasn't used to gay dates. But then Shawn asked Nick if he would like his usual. Nick said a white Russian would be fine. After Shawn left I asked Nick if he came here a lot. He got a nervous smirk on his face and said sometimes, the people just liked him here. It was the first real smile I had seen from him. He had been polite up to that point but just polite. I then asked how he knew Jacob, he smiled again and said they met at a party and shared a love of hiking. I laughed a bit because I couldn't see Jacob hiking. Nick responded they went hiking about once a week. When Shawn brought Nick his drink he was smiling, “Jared whipped this up for you, he added ur favorite ingredient from the bar” Nick smiled, and thanked hawn. We told Shawn we weren't ready to order yet and he left us but watched Nicks glass as he walked away from the table. When I asked nick about the ingredient in the drink he said it was a protein drink he had found and loved but could find on the shelves of any store he looked in. I asked him what it is called and he said he couldn't remember. I asked if I could have a taste. He acted a little worried but said sure. It was a typical white Russian btw there was a tangy aftertaste that seemed familiar but buried in the cream. I told Nick it was delicious. He grinned. We talked more about our hobbies, jobs, and interests until Shawn showed back up to take our order. As Shawn was leaving I made the comment that Shawn seemed to be flirting and mentioned the hard to miss bulge. Nick laughed, and said he knew it well. I asked if they had messed around, nick said Shawn has always had a bf that Shawn wouldn't cheat on. Without thinking I asked nick “Have u tried asking the bf for permission?” He looked at me in a strange way for a minute and then said no. I blushed. Just then Shawn brought us our second round of drinks, “Saul made your drink this time and the chef told me to tell you that you have a phone call in the back office.” Nick looked at the drinks and then me. “Do you mind if I shoot your drink and u sip on mine? I don't wanna shoot that much cream right now.” Shawn seemed to stifle a giggle. But I agreed. Nick followed Shawn to the kitchen. My phone buzzed and I looked down to see a message from Jacob, “Balls deep yet?” I responded “no lol.” He told me to make sure I ask to see his overall collection. That's the bad part of your best friend knowing all your kinks and hang ups lol. Then I got a message from an unknown number, “Hey it's Nick, please enjoy my drink this is gonna take a minute, Shawn is bringing me a drink back here” I responded with “Okay, everything okay?” His response “Yeah, just some hard up friends I am having to help down off the ledge.” “ok, let me know if I can do anything” I got no response from Nick. Then a message from Jacob, “so is he perfect?” “He is very attractive, interesting personality, but not sure he is interested.” “why do u say that?” “he just doesn't seem to want to be on a date”. “oh yeah he usually avoids them, I had to beg and promise” “what did you promise him” “several payments if u didn't live up to the expectation” “oh thanks, so ur paying my dates now?” “not in money, just in hikes and drinks, calm yourself, I have no worries this will work out, u would make a perfect couple” “fine” Then I got a message from nick “Just don't be mad at me for being “helpful” with my friends” I responded “no worries” as I was drinking the white russian. That protein drink added some weird globs to the drink. It wasn't until I bit down on one on an ice cube that I started to guess what it was. I knew that funky flavor even if it had been a while since I had tasted it. I swallowed the remaining liquid in the glass. Then I start looking on the ice and glass and found a thick streak of the “protein shake”. I licked it up and let it sit on my tongue, and then I knew positively it was cum as it sat and funked up my tongue. God I love cum. Then I realized what I had done in public. And I was hard as a rock under the table. Then I realized that drink was made for Nick, suddenly I was jealous that he got cum drinks and I didn't. I laughed. I should be jealous that he is getting things from other men but I don't care about that I just want him to share. At that moment Nick returned to the table. I blushed from my evil thoughts and then realized Nicks hair was matted and he was happy on the inside but I could tell he was heading back to something he didn't totally want to do. “Everything okay?” I asked. “Yes” he said, “I was just part worried and part hoping you would be gone when I got back.” “oh” “Look Nate, I really like you, more than most guys I meet but there are some things u need to know” At that moment our dinners arrived, my chicken and rice, his a steak and green beans. Shawn set the plates down, “here you guys go, compliments of the chef” as Shawn stood back up I noticed his zipper was down and his shirt tail poking through was moist. As he walked away I heard Shawn laughing. I looked at Nick's plate and saw his steak covered in a congealed sauce that could only be more cum. He started to get embarrassed because he could tell by the look on my face I had an idea what it was. I played it off, “Yours looks so much better than mine, wanna switch?” He looked nervously at me, “Um, mine is made special for me here. I'm not sure you would like it.” “We'll we won't know if you don't let me try it” He then smiled a little. “I'll give you a taste” he cut me a piece with just a little bit of sauce, and fed me over the table. I chewed enthusiastically and then swallowed. “someone in the kitchen must really like u to add their personal sauce” “Look Nate, there really is something you shoukd know.” “If its about the protien drink you love, no worries, i love it too.” With a smile Nick started again “We'll it's not just that. I'm kind of like the town bicycle, I'll let anyone ride, and without a helmet. So I don't date guys because no one can handle all that, they don’t seem to understand I need the cum” “would you tell me about them?” “Huh?” “if we dated, would u tell me about the loads u collected if I asked?” “I guess yes, but I don't want to have to list everything everyday.” “I said if asked” “We'll okay then” “would u let me taste them in and out of u?” Nick started to smile “yes” “Do u wanna date the guys or just collect their cum and go?” “I'll take cum from any guy that wants to give it to me, but my dream is to go home to my bf to cuddle, be held, and have a relationship with” “ok” “ok?” “no reason we can't date” “seriously?” “yeah do u get cum in your meals at all restaurants or just here?” “Just here, the chef gets a kick out of it, that's why I was surprised Jacob set our date here” “he knew what would happen.” Then I hesitated. “what?” Nick asked. “Did u just get fucked back there?” Nick smiled sheepishly. “Yes” “Can I have a taste?” “How? I'm not gonna have u rim me on the table.” “A finger tasting would suffice” He slipped his finger down his pants zipper fingered himself as his eyes rolled in his head and presented me with a finger covered in snail slime I slowly sucked off his finger like it was the rarest caviar in the joint. He smiled and said,” this could be fun.”

Last week I was flying from Vienna to Oslo. Since I had a hour of time to spare, I checked out grindr. There was a young guy (27yr) with a biohazard symbol in his profile. I wrote him and after some chatt we agreed to hook up at a toilet. I waited fot him in a cubicule. When he entered I definetly liked what I saw. Tall, blond, slim, handsome face, PA in his cock and a biohazard tatoo on his leg, woof. He started to suck my cock like a cockhungry pig. Then I turned him around and started eating his ass. Sweaty and delicious. Shortly after i entered his hole, it felt tight and warm. I fucked him and breeded his ass. Then we left separately the toilet. He messaged me 10 min later that he wants round 2. He wanted to eat my load. I asked if he wants to cum too. He said he didnt cum for 5 days so he has a big load. We went to the toilets again. He joined me in the stall and we swaped head. Then he rimmed and fingered my ass untill i feeded him my load. He was still hard and didnt cum. I wanted and needed to get him off, i was still in the mood, despite cumming twice already. I bent over and offered my ass. Was a bit nervous coz it was my first PA fuck. But I wasnt gonna back down. He pounded my ass, pure bliss. Then he breeded my ass deep, giving me his 5 day load. I kept his load inside me during the entire flight. If you want to hear about my adventures in Oslo, let me know ?

Hosting a party can be quite a challenge for older bearish bottoms like me, especially in an area full of bottoms. Like I say, "This area is like Tupperwear, you can ALWAYS find a bottom, but NEVER a top!" This weekend I will be visiting Tampa where there seems to be a few more tops than in the Orlando area. This will be my story of how it turns out. The anticipation builds. I posted a party ad, and have approved 12 attendees thus far. Looks like a nice mix of top and vers guys. I'm a greedy pig, so no other total bottoms were approved. As of this writing, 6 tops, 2 vers tops, 4 vers and 1 vers bottom. 3 asks me's, 5 negative, 2 Negative and Prep and 3 Undetectables have been approved. I'm most excited about the guy with the bio tat. I tried to upload a picture here, but apparently its too large. The story is real, and not likely as hot as some of the true fiction here, but I hope you continue and follow it as it develops.

This chapter is to help move the story forward. If you guys are interested I'll continue. Message or comment to let me know. Thanks Part 21 I sat completely still trying to gather my thoughts. What happened to me? What do I do? Go to the police and say what had happened, they wouldn’t believe me. What if they caught the guys and there was a tape of me saying I wanted it. What about my work? Just then I noticed my phone was on my bedside table. I picked it up and unlocked it. There were no notifications, I opened up my messages and there were a few I’d recently sent to a couple of my colleagues. It was the same message i’d sent out to each of them. “Completely floored with the a viral infection, told to take a couple of weeks off to get it into my system. Should be back after it’s been passed on.” I re-read the message several times there were mistakes ,I’d noticed, then I realised they weren’t typos. I did get a viral infection, it did take a couple of weeks to work into my system after it had been passed on to me. That’s when it hit me, I burst into tears and began to sob. I had been pozzed by those men. They had infected me. I knew that struggling would have probably ended up with me beaten near to death but what do I do now? I looked again at my phone it was Sunday evening. It had been 2 weeks since I’d last been at home. I slowly climbed out of bed I walked towards my kitchen but made a quick change and ran to the toilet and threw up. I heaved for what felt like an eternity. I tried to clear my head. I had to go back to work tomorrow I had to pull myself together. I put everything to the back of my mind, as if it never happened. The only reminder being the cage still trapping my cock. I didn’t even care I felt flat and despondent. I woke up on the Monday morning feeling clear headed, I put all thoughts out of my head and focused on getting myself ready for work. Thankfully I had coffee mate and didn’t need to worry about getting fresh milk for my much needed coffee. I showered, not looking at my cock, and got ready and headed out the door. I made it through the office building without bumping into anyone I knew. I made my way to my desk and just as I sat down Mick appeared at my side. “Hey buddy, how are you doing?” I looked up to see Mick looked genuinely concerned. “Eh, I’m much better now thanks.” I didn’t really know what to say. “Good, glad to hear it. Sounded like a nasty bug you had. I haven’t been back to that bar since we had drinks. Wasn’t sure if you’d picked something up there or not. You can’t be too careful!” With that he walked off back to his desk. I made my way through about 100 emails, sifting through what was important and things that were no longer relevant due to me being off. Just after 11 I got an email from my boss asking to see me in his office as soon as, to check how i was doing. I made my way to his office, it was at the end of the corridor past the conference rooms and away from the rest of us. I knocked on the door and waited. “Come in” I made my way into the office, there was a sitting area around a coffee table and my boss sitting at a large desk, in front of a big window, at the far end of the room. “Take a seat John” My boss was in his mid 40’s with a runners build, silver hair and a well fitted pinstripe suit. I sat in the chair across from him and he leaned forward, I could almost smell his cologne. “I’m happy to see you back, it sounded like you caught quite a bug” I thought I caught him smirk slightly. “I normally don’t have time for people going off sick but after speaking with your doctor I realise the unavoidable circumstances of the situation. Some things just take time to work through your system” Listening to my boss speak, my heart began to race. “You spoke to my doctor?” I looked at him not knowing if I was confused or frightened by the answer to the question. “Yes a Dr. Brian, he called me to let me know you’d been in and out of consciousness and felt obliged to inform his employer.” I felt relieved. Maybe my boss hadn’t been told all the explicit things that had happened to me over the past couple of weeks. “We had a visit from the CEO a couple of weeks ago. Just after you went off sick. It’s a shame you never got the chance to be introduced. Never the less we now have a new line of products that require meetings and negotiations across the county. I know you’re just back but I want to put you forward for some of these trips, if you feel up to it?” I was awestruck, I’d just been off work very suddenly for 2 weeks and now I was coming back to work to what sounded like a promotion. “Your work has been getting noticed over the past few months and apart from being sick you’ve got an excellent record with us so far. You’d be compensated for the traveling and given a business card to make any necessary purchases while away.” My mouth was dry, I was getting a promotion. “Thank you sir, that sounds excellent. Thank you” “No need to thank me, just get your ass back to work” With that he got back to his paper work and I could tell I was being dismissed. I walked back to my desk feeling strangely relieved and happy. If I could put the past couple of weeks to the back of my mind maybe I could get back to normal. I continued to work for the rest of the day, dealing with new emails about various cities and dates for meetings. There was a lot of research involved which kept me busy. I eventually headed home, my mind totally distracted with work, It wasn’t until I went for a piss and seen the cage that everything came flooding back to me. How would I explain my cock cage to the TSA? As a slow panic started to build up, my phone buzzed in my pocket. It was an email from my boss, I was to leave tomorrow for a meeting in NY with the CEO and a couple of investors. Another email came through with travel details for a Train into Penn Station. I immediately felt relief, I thought about it and made a plan to go into a sex shop in NY and get a key for the cage around my cock. At least I would be able to be anonymous there, I’m sure they’ll have seen it all before and won’t be surprised by my problem.

Part 59 - Helping the competition The team went to dinner and Ric was grabbing anything leftover on everyone else’s plate. Shane said “Someone worked up an appetite”. Ric smiled and nodded finally saying “I hit the gym and got a good workout.” The guys all laughed while the coach looked confused. They finished dinner and went back to the hotel. Walking through the lobby Ethan asked the coach “Hey coach, why did you move rooms? We were quiet last night.” “Uh, yeah. You might have been but the AC unit kept waking me up. They said they wouldn’t be able to fix it until Monday, so they gave me another room. Just pretend I’m next door and don’t get too loud” Coach Adams said. Max giggled, doubting the excuse. The guys went to their rooms and after an hour of watching TV, Shane told Marty and Zac “Ric already got some ass tonight, now I need some. You guys want to go prowling?” Ric laughed and said “Let me know if you need the room and I’ll go find some place to hide.” The three wandered around the hotel, eventually going back to the game room. At one of the racing simulators, they found two guys from a school they were usually competing against. This year, they had beaten Shane’s team badly since no one had been healthy for several meets. Lance was driving and doing pretty good. His teammate Lewis was watching and was the first to spot Shane’s group walk up. “Well, it’s the guys from the wounded Eagles. Got a cold again and can’t compete?” Lewis taunted. “Fuck you, Lewis. A whole bunch of guys at our school got the flu. We’re back and we’re better than ever” countered Shane. Lewis laughed and said “I bet you’d like to.” Shane thought quickly for a comeback and said “Nah, I heard you’re a really bad fuck. You can’t stay hard and your hole is loose from whoring yourself out.” He appeared to have hit a nerve, since Lewis just stammered and didn’t come back with a reply. Shane turned his attention to Lance and was watching him race. “Not bad, Lance. Looks like you can drive better than you dive” Shane said with a smile. “If I wasn’t about to win this race I’d punch you good” Lance said. Shane laughed and replied “You’re racing a couple six year olds in a Chuck E Cheese somewhere in Kansas, so you should win. You need some real competition.” “Yeah? Like you? You’d probably have to leave half way through the race to cough up a lung or puke” Lance said to Shane. “I think we should bet on it. What do you think? Five bucks? Loser skips the next meet?” asked Shane. “Five is too small and if we threw a meet we’d both get banned. You’re a fucking homo, how about loser bends over for the winner?” said Lance. “Hehe, good one Lance. I didn’t know you went that way. Now we know why Lewis is so loose. Sounds like a fun bet. I’m gonna love fucking that uptight ass of yours” Shane said. “No fuckin way, but I’m going to enjoy fucking you into the next county” Lance retorted. Shane sat down on the other seat and they dropped in their tokens into the machine. They set up the race and the three guys watched as Shane and Lance battled it out. They were pretty evenly matched, but in the end, Shane pulled ahead of Lance at the last corner and finished first. “FUCK!” yelled Lance. “You got that right. Just remember, I may fuck you but I’m not your boyfriend” Shane replied with a laugh. “Uh, best two out of three?” asked Lance nervously. “Nah. That wasn’t the bet. I… might… agree to double or nothing” Shane said following with a sinister laugh. “What do you mean?” Lance asked. “Simple. We race again. If I win, both you and Lewis let the three of us fuck you. If you win, we all walk away” Shane explained. “Oh god” Lewis said. “Uhhh… I don’t want to get fucked. I’ve never taken a dick before. Uh, Lewis, you ok with this?” Lance asked. “Fuck. I dunno. Do you think you can win this time?” Lewis asked, his voice tinged with fear. “Shit, I don’t have a choice. Its either win or get fucked. Ok, Shane, you’re on” Lance said. Shane popped the tokens into the machine and grinned as the countdown began. Lance took an early lead in the race, but Shane remembered that Lance had some problems with the twisty section in the middle of the track. He waited and pounced. He had a chance to bang into Lance’s car but decided to win cleanly. Four turns to go and they were even. Shane used another car as a pick and left Lance 2 car lengths behind at the finish line. Zac and Marty high-fived each other and Lance and Lewis yelled out “Shit!” simultaneously. “We can do this tomorrow, right?” asked Lance. “Nope. We don’t want you to run out and not pay your debt. Come on, back to your room” said Shane. “Uh, we cant use our room. There’s 2 other guys in there” Lance said in a panic. “You don’t want your teammates to watch you get gangbanged like a cheap whore? OK, I’ll be nice since you’re gonna give it up to all three of us” Shane replied as Shane, Marty and Zac led Lance and Lewis back to their room. They knocked on the door and then went in, finding Ric stuffing his cock back into his shorts and a gay porno was on the TV. “Oh shit! Uh, the deal was just the three of you, not four” Lance said. “Yeah, while it would be fun to add Ric here, that wasn’t the bet. I doubt you guys could handle his dick anyway. It’s a monster” Shane said. Lance sighed with relief. It was the first thing to go right this evening. “Ric, do you want to video our fuck session?” Marty asked. “No! No videos” screamed out Lance before begging “You can’t tell anyone about this either.” Shane chuckled and said “OK. But you owe us one.” Ric put a t-shirt on, grabbed his phone and book and walked out of the room. As the door shut, Shane asked “You guys ready to get fucked?” “Not really. I’m serious. I’ve never been fucked. Please go easy on me” Shane pleaded. “Fuck yeah, guys. We have a virgin here. This is gonna be fun. How about you, Lewis. Are you ready?” Shane said excitedly. “Uh, I guess” Lewis replied quietly. “I’m gonna guess that your holes aren’t prepped and I don’t want a mess on our bed, so Marty, take these guys into the bathroom and clean em out” Shane said. A look of fear came over Lance as he realized that Shane was going to go through with the bet. Marty ushered both guys into the bathroom while Zac and Shane covered the bed with a blanket they found in the closet. Marty got both Lance and Lewis naked and then told them how to use the shower douche to clean out their holes. He noticed that while Lance was obviously new to having to prep his ass to be fucked, Lewis seemed to be faking his lack of knowledge. When both guys passed Marty’s inspection, he pushed them out of the bathroom and towards the bed. Zac and Shane were standing there naked, slowly stroking their cocks. “I think the best way to do this is with you guys facing each other. That way you know how the other is getting fucked. But first, get on your knees and suck some cock” Shane commanded. Marty was out of his clothes in no time and the three of them stood together in a line, Shane in the middle and Marty and Zac on either side. Lance and Lewis got on their knees in front of the three and Shane looked down at the two. Lance was visibly shaking and Lewis seemed to be almost excited. “Well, start sucking. Get our dicks hard and wet” Shane said. Lance tentatively leaned towards Marty’s cock and licked the tip. Lewis looked over and saw Lance taste his first cock and felt his own cock start to stir. He reached out and lifted Zac’s hardening cock and started to suck. His tongue flicked around the head and shaft and then he took it into his mouth wrapping his lips around the rod. He slowly sunk lower on the cock, taking more of it into his mouth. It didn’t take long and Lewis was energetically sucking Zac’s cock. Marty’s experience was completely different. The blowjob was pretty bad, but the knowledge that Lance was sucking dick and was going to get bred by the three poz guys really turned him on. He had always hated Lance's pompous attitude. Shane was feeling a bit left out and decided he wanted a good blowjob, not what Marty was getting. He reached down and turned Lewis’s head towards his cock and was rewarded with him switching from Zac’s cock to his. Marty needed more from Lance and grabbed his head and started to fuck his face. Lance initially tried to fight back but soon was taking Marty’s cock into his throat. He gagged most of the time and Marty finally told him to start doing what he liked guys or girls to do to him when he got a blowjob. His sucking started to improve and Marty’s cock was now completely stiff and dripping precum into Lance’s mouth. Shane pulled his cock out of Lewis’s mouth and used his hand to steer Lance’s mouth towards his cock. He let him bob on his cock for a few minutes and then forced his cock all the way down, Lance’s face was pressed tightly to his trimmed bush. Lance struggled, but Shane held his head tight for several seconds and then let him pull off. “Now for the main event. On the bed, cocksuckers” Shane said. Lewis leaned back and got up, walking over to one side of the bed and climbed on, his ass hanging over the edge of the bed. By now, everyone knew that Lewis was no stranger to being an obedient bottom. Lance, slowly got up and reluctantly moved to the bed. He seemed to be surprised that Lewis was in position and ready to get fucked. “Come on, get on the bed on your knees like your buddy. Sooner you do it, the sooner we fuck and you can leave” said Shane. Lance bent over the bed instead of climbing on it. Shane said “OK, I guess that will do.” He grabbed the bottle of lube and dripped some into Lance’s virgin pucker and pushed it in with a finger. Lance gasped, having never felt anyone push anything into his ass before. Shane added more lube and worked it into Lance’s hole. Lance finally started to relax and was greeted with a second finger pushing in. “FUCK” Lance yelled out. Zac was the first to get behind Lewis and used spit to lube up his hole. His finger easily sunk into the warm pussy and Lewis squeezed a few times around his finger. He added a second then a third finger. A few more gobs of spit and Zac was pushing his bare cock into Lewis’s hungry hole. Zac snickered that he was the first one to get a cock in and then pushed all the way in. Lewis moaned as he felt Zac’s cock fill his hole and started to fuck himself on the stiff shaft. Zac’s hands took hold of Lewis’s waist and he started to fuck harder, meeting Lewis’s own movements. Shane looked over and saw Zac pounding Lewis and he still only had two fingers stretching out Lance’s tight sphincter. Marty was stroking his cock as he watched Shane open Lance up. He had only once tried to fuck a virgin and it was a disaster, so he was trying to learn what Shane was doing. Another minute of poking and twisting and Shane added a third finger. He was getting anxious, since Zac seemed to be having a great time fucking Lewis and wanted to feel his cock inside Lance. He pulled his fingers out and rubbed some lube on his throbbing cock and pressed the head of his cock against the closing hole. “Condom?” asked Lance. “I don’t like them. Bare is much better” said Shane as he pushed his cock inside. Lance clamped down, but Shane just pushed harder, thrusting his cock all the way in until his body was against Lance’s. “If you fight it, its just gonna hurt more” Shane said as he pulled back half way and then shoved back in. He heard Lance whimper and then relax. Lance now understood and Shane started to fuck like he had wanted to from the start. He fucked harder for a dozen strokes then slower and longer. He mixed it up so that Lance never knew what was going to happen next. “Have you ever fucked a guy, Lance?” Shane asked. There was a pause and when Shane slapped Lance’s ass Lance replied “Yeah, a couple times when I was really horny and I found a willing fag.” Shane started to fuck harder and heard Lance whine and whimper. “Now you know what its like to be some guy’s fuckhole.” Shane slammed in hard and felt his cock erupt in a shower of toxic cum. It coated Lance’s colon, painting every crevice and tear with a buggy layer of sperm. “Oh my god, did you just cum inside me?” Lance said, his voice quivering in fear. “Yep, properly bred and ready for Marty’s cock” Shane said, pulling his cock out. Marty quickly moved into place and rammed his cock into Lance’s abused hole. He looked over at Zac who was still hammering away at Lewis’s ass. Lewis had a look of contentment on him, enjoying the feeling of a guy fucking his ass the way it was meant to be used. Marty drove his cock in deep each time, there were no half strokes or gentle pumps of his cock. He had been close to cumming for a while and wanted to savor the recently deflowered cunt. Zac realized that he had been fucking Lewis for twice as long as Shane fucked Lance and he still hadn’t cum yet. He saw Shane coming over to his side of the bed and started fucking faster. His balls pulled up and his cock engorged as he let loose volleys of tainted cum. He knew that Lewis was an experienced bottom and didn’t question his raw cock fucking him for over 45 minutes. He may have given him his first toxic load or maybe just added to an already pozzed up ass. Either way, Zac’s poison was now deep inside his body. When Zac pulled out, Shane was there to see just how good a fuck Lewis was. He slid his cock into the cum filled chute and then grabbed Lewis by the shoulders and began to pound him. Lewis didn’t protest, he just grunted and moaned. Marty looked over and saw him with his eyes closed, taking a hard fuck like it was his duty. Lance on the other hand was squirming and whining with each thrust of Marty’s cock. Marty started to hammer Lance’s pussy. His balls were tingling and he needed to cum. He pushed in deep and held Lance tight, feeling waves of cum shoot into Lance’s unprotected cunt mixing with Shane’s charged load. Shane looked over and saw tears running down Lance’s face. The team captain had been turned into a cumdump for a simple wager on a video game. He drilled into Lewis’s hole and wondered just how many guys had fucked him. Was he someone’s personal fuckboy or were lots of guys using him. He sure seemed to be happy having guys fuck and breed him. Soon he was going to have another toxic load in him, trying to find a way in and become a part of him forever. Shane rammed in hard several times, grunting loud enough to cover the skin slapping together and then let the semen flow. Lewis said “Fuck yeah, I love that feeling” as his hole filled with Shane’s demon seed. Zac moved in behind Lance and rather than just plow his cock into him, he knelt down and started to feast on the swollen, cum soaked pussy. Lance jumped a little at the strange feeling, but was happy to have a break from the drilling that Shane and Marty had given him so far. His ass was on fire. Not just his hole, but he could feel it deep inside him. His guts had been punched and jabbed and then filled with another man’s cum. His cockiness had really gotten him into trouble this time. Zac was slurping and poking his tongue into the swollen hole. Lance was still pretty tight and his hole didn’t gape very long before it had closed up. Having sated his appetite for cum, Zac stood up and pushed his cock in. There was some resistance, but Lance was resigned to taking another cock into his no-longer-virgin hole. Zac wasnt as rough as Shane or Marty, but his persistent drilling of Lance’s hole made him ache in a new way. He had seen how long he had fucked Lewis and was worried that he would fall to the same fate. Lance looked up and Marty was now driving his cock into Lewis’s ass. He wondered how Lewis could take the pounding that these guys had given them and not be begging for it to end? Zac looked over at Marty and decided that they should cum together. He watched for the signs of impending orgasm and kept up his relentless pumping into Lance’s pussy. Just like he did with Lance, Marty was drilling Lewis hard. The expression on Lewis’s face never changed. He was in his element, being a total bottom and pleasing whatever top happened to be fucking him at that moment. Marty’s breathing changed and there were quiet grunts coming from him. Zac looked over and saw Shane take two pictures with his phone, one of Lewis getting fucked and one of Lance. He fucked faster and when he heard a loud groan from Marty he knew it was time. He didn’t know how he could pump so much cum again after breeding Lewis a short time earlier, but he did. Rope after rope of bug filled seed joined the cum left by Marty and Shane. Marty was laying on top of Lewis as his hips bucked and balls pumped more poz seed into the well used hole. Marty and Zac pulled out of their bottoms, being careful to let as little cum escape as possible. What did come out of Lance was definitely a shade of pink. Lewis’s more experienced hole took the fucking much better and wasn’t nearly as damaged. Shane laid down on the middle of the bed and looked back and forth between Lance and Lewis. It was a pair of contrasts - one content and fulfilled and the other panicked and embarrassed. “Thanks guys, I’m glad you decided to come through and pay up for the bet. I’m pretty sure you thought you were going to win, but I wanted it just a bit more. See you guys tomorrow at the camp. I hope you’re able to perform, Lance.”

I’m 24 with a Fem twink body and the hole of a 70 year old, I guess to much fucking and being fisted.

Tonight met up with a guy on Grindr. I came over and stripped to my jockstrap and got on my knees to start sucking him off. While I was going down on him in his living room his roommate came home and sat down next to him and watch me suck his friend off and started to jack off. I switched over to sucking iff his roomie and he went behind me and slide his cock in my ass and went to town while I sucked off his friend. He came in my ass and I offered up my hole to his roomie who happily jammed his dick in my hole and came right away. They zipped up, I put my pants back on and left with two hot loads oozing my ass the whole walk back to my car.

In key west this weekend, went to the beach at ft zachary to tan in my gstring and a gay couplenset up next to me. Statmrted chatting amd getting horny with my cock rin and butt plug under mt gstring, so went in the water with them and one fucked me under the water in front od the whole beacj amd then I jerked and sucked under water the other until he csme in my mouth underwater. I think the entire beach knew. Love key west

Tommy's Breeding Since Tommy made his decision public, I said, "I'll take Tommy inside so he can get started cleaning out with the douche hose. Anyone else want to get cleaned out after he's done?" Blake said, "Yeah, I'll clean out." Mike said, "I'm in for getting fucked. I'll go in after Blake." Andrew said, "It won't take me long to hose out my cunt. I'll go last." Tommy perked up and asked, "Can I watch?" Andrew smiled and said, "Hell, you can help!" Once everyone had cleaned out, we were back poolside ready to get started. I grabbed some towels to lay on the deck and brought out some lube and poppers. Andrew brought out bottled waters for everyone so we can keep our bladders full while we're breeding and seeding. I said, "Everyone grab a water. I'd like to propose a toast to my little brother on his pozzing. May your conversion be swift and may your fuck flu kick your ass!" Everyone raised their bottle and took a swig ... except for Tommy. Tommy said, "You guys drink the water. I'll drink your piss." Blake said, "Get on your knees, I some for ya." Tommy got on his knees, opened his mouth and waited for Blake's piss to flow. Once it started, he wrapped his lips around Blakes cock and swallowed it all. Andrew took Blake's spot and Tommy drained him dry. Tommy walked up to me, grabbed my cock and said, "How about we work on pozzing my hole? I need it bad." I gave him a kiss and said, "I've wanted to infect you ever since I turned poz. Let's get it done." Tommy laid down on the towels and rubbed some lube on his hole. Before I got to him, Mike said to me, "Let me get my cock inside him first so my PA ring can tear him up a little bit. I won't cum in him yet, but this will make it easier for our virus to get inside him." I looked at Tommy and said, "It's up to you. You're going to take Mike's cock sooner or later ... and your ass will be bleeding from us anyway. You tell me." Tommy said, "I can't believe I'm going to say this ... I'm asking for a deadly disease from all of you. If it helps me get pozzed today, let's do it." Mike took his place between Tommy's let's and rubbed his PA up and down his ass lips. He then pushed inside Tommy's hole. Tommy said "give me a moment." Mike said, "That's not how this works." Mike continued to push inside until his pubes were up against Tommy. He then started to pound Tommy's hole, all while watching his cock for signs of blood. In short order, Mike pulled his cock out and showed us streaks of Tommy's blood on his cock. He said, "Rik, it's time to breed your little brother." Blake reached over and cleaned off Mike's cock, getting the blood and ass juices off it. Mike reached down to Tommy's hole and stuck a couple fingers inside. After working them around he licked his bloody fingers clean, saying "You gotta taste his ass." Andrew tasted Tommy's ass then moved aside to let me get some of it. I took my place between Tommy's legs and dipped my fingers inside his bloodied asshole. I licked them clean and then slid them back inside his hole. This time I offered my fingers to Tommy and said, "Taste the last of your neg hole." I stuck my fingers inside his mouth and let him clean them off. Tommy said, "Just think how good it will taste once you poz it." Tommy's lean, vascular boy is eerily similar to mine. The boy has veins that make any fan of wasted poz men crazy. Strangely enough, I find any veiny guy sexy, so it's going to take everything I have to not like his veins ... like the fucking pervert I really am. I lifted his legs and then positioned my cock at his neg asshole. Without a word, I slowly slid inside him until I bottomed out against his asslips. "You ready?" I asked. "Fuck me .. fucking poz me." "The strain your getting is toxic. It might very well kill all of us, including you. Tell me what you want." "If you don't fill my cunt with your deadly load right now, I'll get the other guys to do it. Fuck me." "That's what I wanted to hear." I pull my cock to the end of his cunt and then slammed back in. I picked up the pace and established a rhythm. I looked down and saw a pink slime on my cock, which made the whole thing hotter. Tommy's eyes rolled back in a state of bliss. "Give me your AIDS" he pleaded. "Your cock feels so amazing inside me. I'm going to want a lot more of you." "Don't worry baby brother," I replied, "you'll get my diseased load. I'm enjoying fucking the hole I've wanted to get inside for a very long time." My low-hangers slapped against his ass andI fucked him as long as I could, but I could feel the orgasm building. I was finally going to shoot my charged load inside my brother." "Tommy, I'm getting close." I said. Blake said, "Breed his hole, stud. Fill him up so I get my shot at converting him." Tommy said again, "Give me your AIDS load." I was at the point of no return and I had to shoot. I closed my eyes and could feel my abs contract while my balls were churning. "I'm coming inside you!!!" I yelled as my cock started shooting inside him. "Fuck, fuck, fuck" It was one of the most intense orgasms I ever had. My poz cum made his hole even slicker, which made it feel even more intense. I opened my eyes and gazed into Tommy's. While still fucking his hole, I leaned over to kiss him. He said, "Oh my god ... I've wanted you forever. Now your DNA will be with me forever. You're pozzing me. I love you." I took me a while to catch my breath ... and I didn't want to pull my cock out of his cummy hole, but we were not done converting him. Tommy had more loads to get. I pulled out of his ass and moved away to let Blake take my place. I looked down to see my bloody cock. "Tommy, how about cleaning me up." I told him. He said, "Bring it here." He opened his mouth and I lowered my cock inside. My cock was intensely sensitive, but it felt amazing. I went to Blake and kissed him. "I love you." I told him. "I love you too, stud." He replied. "You going to poz my baby brother?" "Yeah, I thought you'd never get done. I really want inside him to give him my DNA. I love you, but I hope I'm the one to poz him." I said, "Go breed Tommy." Mike was pissing in Tommy's mouth when Blake took his place between his legs. When Mike was done, Blake lifted Tommy's legs and worked his cock inside his hole. Tommy said, "You gonna poz me?" Blake smiled and said, "Goddamn right I'm going to make you toxic." Tommy smiled and said, "Give me the fuck flu, stud." Blake slid his cock inside Tommy and started a slow, sensual fuck. It was so hot seeing his beautiful cock inside my brother ... all towards giving him a toxic load that might bring his early death ... much like the rest of us in the Conversion Club. While Blake was working up a hot load of cum, Andrew had most of his fingers up Mike's ass, getting ready to fold his thumb and slide his whole fist inside. Andrew's smaller hands made him a favorite of ours when we fist. Mike was in a whole different planet while he was having his ass played with ... and Andrew is a master at getting the tightest of holes to open up. I went over to Mike and started lightly licking his huge nipples. He said, "Oh fuck ... don't stop." Andrew said, "It's working ... his hole just opened up big time." I teased his left nip with my tongue and lightly carressed his right one with my finger. Mike's big uncut cock was leaking precum like crazy and I knew I couldn't touch it, because he would start shooting ... and I know he wants to be the next to breed Tommy. I went back over to Tommy to watch Blake breed him. Tommy said, "Give me some piss." I dropped my cock inside his mouth and then leaned over to make out with Blake. "How's my brother's neg hole feel?" "It feels just like your neg hole felt ." I focused on giving Tommy my piss, which wasn't easy as his mouth felt amazing. I gave him all I had and then moved down to give him a kiss. I asked, "How's Blake's poz cock feel inside you?" "He's amazing. His cock is great." "Have you asked him to shoot his load up your hole?" He said, "Stud, I need your disease. Please breed me." Blake looked at me and said, "I need to cum. Can I poz your baby brother? I kissed him and said, "You have my permission to poz my brother. Shoot your death seed in him so we both share your DNA." Blake's eyes closed and he picked up the pacing of his thrusts. He said, "Tommy, get ready ... I'm going to shoot in you. You're going to get my AIDS. Fuck ... I'm going to cum!!!!" Tommy said, "Yeah, stud ... fucking breed me .. poz my hole!" Blake's abs tightened showing off his six pack ... his breaths came quickly and finally his orgasm shot off. "Fuckkkkk! I'm cumming!!! Oh fuck!!! Take my load!!" Tommy was in bliss just saying "Fuck me ... fuck me... fuck me" Blake continued working Tommy's hole, gradually slowing down until he slumped over to catch his breath. His cock was still inside Tommy when he bent over to give him a kiss. Tommy said, "That was awesome. I want more of your cock." Blake said, "You'll get lot more of me and your brother." Blake pulled out of Tommy to make room for Mike. Without asking, Blake brought his cock, covered with cum, ass juices and some traces of blood up to Tommy's lips. Tommy did what was expected of him and sucked Blakes cock clean. Tommy said, "I need to piss" Mike said, "How about you hold it and let me fuck the piss out of you. You game?" Tommy said, "If it gets your cock inside me faster, I'll agree to anything." Mike said, "You've certainly proved that today. I can't believe I get to shoot my AIDS cum inside you today. This is so fucking sexy." Tommy said, "I want to feel you cock inside me again ... and this time I want your DNA before you pull out. Mike asked, "You want me to take the PA ring out?" Tommy said, "No ... I like knowing it's tearing me up so I can poz faster." Mike said, "That's so fucking hot." Which is when Mike lifted Tommy's legs and started sliding his uncut pierced cock inside. "Oh fuck," Tommy yelled "This feels amazing. Breed me, Mike!" Mike was in his element. He gets off fucking guys when he has an audience, because he has a beautiful body, along with that pierced uncut cock. He gets a lot of attention, which gets him off. Tommy said, "Let me suck on your tits." Mike switched positions slightly so he could keep hammering Tommy's hole, but also let Mike latch on to his budding nipples. That threw Mike into a frenzy and he started hammering Tommy's hole. With his mouth full of tit, Tommy started moaning during this fuck. At the same time Tommy's cock started leaking piss, squirting up to his hairy chest and wetting his nipples and Mike's lips. "Oh fuck ... that's crazy!" Tommy said. Mike said, "Yeah, stud, let it go ... let your piss fly!" And it did. His piss sprayed all over Mike and all over himself, depending on where Mike's fuck strokes were. Mike's uncut pierced cock worked Tommy's hole and both of them were in bliss. Tommy sucked Mike's nipples and said, "If I keep nursing these, will you give me some milk?" Mike said, "I'm working on that. You keep sucking them and I'll give you my poz cum." Tommy went back to sucking his nipples which had the desired result. Mike said, "Tell me you want my toxic cum" "Breed me, Mike. Please poz my hole." "You know my load will make you very sick, right?" "Dude ... I want it all from you. No meds, right?" "No Tommy ... no meds ever." "Cum in me now Mike!" "Ok ... here I go" And that's when Mike's orgasm hit ... his face and chest flushed red and his breath came in spurts. It was like Mike was putting everything he had into Tommy's battered hole." Tommy said, "Oh my god .. I can feel your cock shooting." Mike said, "I'm fucking pozzing your hole dude ... take my disease!" Tommy said, "Give me your fuck of death, stud ... wreck me with your charged load." Mike slowly regained his breath and bent over to make out with Tommy while his cock was still inside him. Mike said, "Stud, you're beautiful. I can't wait for you to convert." Tommy replied, "I want to learn more about getting pierced ... and growing nips too." Mike gave him a kiss and said, "We'll do that and more. Clean off my cock and get ready for Andrew." Mike pulled out of Tommy's hole and presented it to him to suck clean. Like the guys before him, he cleaned off a combination of cum, ass juices and his blood off Mike's cock. Andrew said, "You ready for me?" Tommy said, "I'm totally ready for you, stud." Andrew squatted over Tommy's face and lowered his dick to his mouth and said, "Suck my cock ... I need to prepare yours for me." Tommy pulled Andrew's lips apart and dug his tongue inside him. Andrew bent over and started licking Tommy's uncut cock. He pulled his foreskin up and lightly nibbled on it, starting softly at first and then being a little more agressive. Tommy had never had his foreskin nippled on and he was loving the new sensation. After a couple minutes, Andrew pulled off Tommy's face and layed next to him. Andrew said, "I had to get a little rough on your cock to get it to bleed a little bit. Sorry about that. It'll help make sure the virus in my juices get into your system. Get on top and slide your cock inside me so I can infect you." Tommy got on top of Andrew, he parted Andrew's legs and slid his bloodied cock up and down Andrew's hairy slit. Andrew said, "Stop teasing me .. slide that big cock inside me." Tommy slowly pushed inside him and said, "You're so wet ... you feel amazing." Andrew said, "You got me totally horny for your cock ... it feels just like your brother's. Let's see if you fuck like he does." The rest of us gathered next to Tommy to watch him get infected. Given all the stimulation he's had from us fucking him, we didn't expect it would take long for him to cum inside Andrew. And to be honest, Andrew feels amazing when you get inside him. Andrew said, "Come on, Tommy. Breed me. Give me your last neg load." Blake said, "Yeah, work your cock all the way inside his cunt." I told him, "Shoot your babies inside him." Andrew said, "Yeah Tommy, fucking breed me stud." It was hot to see my little brother's abused asshole while he was fucking Andrew. It's crazy watching a younger clone of myself fucking one of my best friends. His asslips were puffy and he was struggling to keep all the infected loads inside him. If this was a planned breeding I would have brought a butt-plug. It was all I could do to avoid sucking his hole ... but I'm sure we will do that soon enough. Tommy has a sexual appetite just like I do ... and it looks like he likes kinky sex. After a couple minutes, Tommy said, "I'm going to cum in you." "Yeah, breed my cunt, stud. Fill me up!" After several more strokes, Tommy threw his head back and said, "Here's my load!!!" His face and chest turned red and his abs clenched while his cock erupted inside Andrew. In sync with Tommy, Andrew's orgasm hit right along with Tommy's. Andrew said, "Oh god ... don't stop fucking my cunt, I'm going to cum!!" Andrew bucked like crazy during his orgasm, like he was trying to throw off Tommy, but we're used to that. He does that when we fuck him too … make it a challenge when we suck his dick and he cums. Tommy continued to slam inside Andrew, and after a while you could see some pink froth on his cock during his strokes. Andrew's bites on Tommy's cock did the job exposing him to toxic cunt juices. Tommy's strokes slowed down and he finally came to rest while still inside Andrew. He said, "Oh my god. You feel amazing!" Andrew replied, "Dude you're just as good as your big brother. What a great cock ... I can't wait until you convert!" Tommy pulled out of Andrew and stood up. He was reaching for a towel to clean off his cock, but I stopped him. "Hold off. I was the first to fuck you and I want to be the one to clean your cock." I knelt in front of him and took his big uncut cock inside my mouth. I tasted Andrew's juices ... something I'm used to ... along with some of Tommy's blood. I did my best to be gentle. He said, "I have some piss for you if you want it." "I'll never turn down your piss, little bro." He started a stream of piss and then gave me the rest at full throttle. I struggled to get it all ... and I did. I’ve wanted his cock for such a long time, it is a dream come true to get so intimate in such a short time. We showered off by the pool and lazed around for a while, resting up and taking in what just happened. I sent a text message to Brad Woods to let him know my little brother wanted the full Conversion Club experience: Rik: Brad, you have a sec? Brad: Sure, what's up? R: To keep it short, my little brother wants to be pozzed at the next Conversion club. B: Is he as hot as you? ? R: He's beautiful. When's the next meet-up? B: I have two other initates, so he'll be the third. How's next weekend? R: He'll make it work. B: We need to talk about some things anyway, so I'll send out the invite. I asked Tommy, "When are you heading back to school?" "Was thinking about Sunday night." "I need you back here on Friday night and stay for the weekend with me." "Why, what's going on?" "Your Conversion Club breeding will take place on Saturday." "I don't know ... it sounds awesome and all, but I have classes all next week and studying for finals." "If I have to fly you down for the day, I'd like you to be there." "I suppose it would be hot to be one of the few neg guys in a group of unmedicated poz guys." Blake walked up behind Tommy and have him a hug to chime in, "I think there's little chance of you being neg by then. The four of us are very toxic. Also, this will be one of the few events you'll ever attend where everyone is naked and willing to take poz cum without question. You can be talking with someone and a hot poz cock will come behind you and start rubbing poz precum on your asslips." Tommy said, "Like you're doing right now?" Blake nibbled on Tommy's ear and said, "You're so fucking hot ... just like your older brother ... and I love breeding Rik just like I love breeding you. And I want your cum ... really soon." Tommy leaned on the counter and offered his battered hole to Blake. "Breed me again ... poz my neg hole." About a half-hour later, the four pozzed initiates cellphones chimed in: ___ Conversion Club Members - Please accept this invitation to our home next Saturday at 4:00 pm for some light refreshments and some Conversion Club business. We will have the pool warmed up for those who wish to enjoy it. (Leave the bathing suit at home. We'll have the usual clothes check for you.) Conversion Club business starts at 6pm where we will congratulate recent conversions and we have three inductees to welcome, one of whom is a FasTrack participant, and one is the younger brother of a recent new member. As you many know, Kevin's health is failing and he may not be around for another party. Kevin's lipodistrophy and KS lesions have been the inspiration of countless neg/poz fantasies, and he has fulfilled countless quests to convert. We'll have Trimix for Kevin if you want to take one last ride on his massive cock. We will also have an update for you about what we've learned about the recent strains that we have cultivated since the Conversion Club has started. Justin and I look forward to seeing next Saturday. Brad Woods ___ "Tommy, the invite just went out for the Conversion Club next Saturday. Did you hear about the FasTrack thing they do?" "No, what's that?" Blake said, "FasTrack refers to the blood slams that some guys did in order to make it certain to convert." Tommy asked, "Did you guys do it?" I said, "Yeah, I did it. Blake and some other toxic guys were mixed in the syringe I shot up." "That sounds hot!" "Yeah, it was hot watching poz blood that was sure to infect me get injected. If the poz cum didn't get me, the poz blood would seal the deal for sure. " "Should I do it?" "Depends on how fucking bad you want to earn your biohazard tattoo." "Sign me up." "Good. I'll let Brad know. Any chance you can stay in town this week? The doctor can meet with you to give you a Decadron injection that will weaken your immune system." "Do you think I need it after what we just did? If you guys are that toxic, I'm probably already starting to convert." "You're probably right ... you probably don't need the shot. But I would like you to stay the week. We have a lot of catching up to do. I'll give you clothes to wear ... you can chill at my place and go running with us after work. Let's keep you lean and veiny." "OK ... I'll cancel some things and stay in town with you guys." Mike chimed in, "We'll get more chance to share our disease with you!" Tommy said, "I'm counting on it."

Good day sexy men of BZ, thanks for all the hearts and up votes and of course to pozpopperpig, bjbottom, cal,and my sweet daddy Jay. Your guys comments are incredibly kind in otherwise a week from hell. Lol. Sincerely, thanks. I am glad my story is making you guys hard, it’s hot to think of the men out there jacking their pox and neg cocks and thinking of dumping those loads. Woof. Have a great weekend, and part 18, coming soon I hope.

Ok last post for now! Load #4 is in! Fuckbud I haven't seen for a couple months. He's an asian guy with a nice long cock, not into sloppy seconds he tells me. Told him I had 2 in (I guess I mis-counted for him) and he says he can be here in a few. Ass up for him, suck his cock a few minutes, this time when he shoves in he fucks hard and fast right away. This guy is normally a long slow fuck, marathon sessions usually. No, he wanted to bust his nut. My ass feels full! On a weeknight nonetheless! Don't think I'm going to top that in a long time!

No sooner did I set submit on my last story and another guy was getting here. Did an ass up in a jock for him. He came in and started eating my ass right away. Tall guy, runner's build, average cock on the thick side and nice and smooth. Not normally a type I hit on as I find these guys are not typically into my build and look. He was. Pushed into me hard and fast, and fucked me for half an hour. I found out he likes to marathon it, and that when I grab his cock with my sphincter he almost came. I was good and didn't make him cum fast, let him enjoy the fuck. Definitely a hot one, and hope for a repeat!

In San Diego for work and bored so I hit up a local sleazy bar to see what I could shake up. Kinda quiet night, maybe 10 guys in the place, with 4 of em playing pool. Ordered a drink at the bar and was absent-mindedly playing with my dick. Couple of guys looked over and smiled, but continued their drinking. A good looking guy walks in and heads right for the bathroom, the private one, not the "action" one where the fucking happens. So, I thought there'd be no play there. He comes out and orders a drink and sits next to me. He notices me occasionally grabbing my dick and grabs his own. I decide to hit the "action " bathroom. He follows almost immediately and grabs my ass. I grab his cock which is already rock hard and free it from his jeans. I drop to my knees and start sucking. He alternates grabbing my head and face fucking me and just letting me do my thing. He pulls me up and kisses me deep while grabbing for my cock. A couple of guys walk in and watch for a while, then leave. He pushes me up against the wall and drops down to suck on me, while grabbing my balls and his fingers slide further back to my hole. He finds it and moans when I relax and open up for him. He starts fingering me and sucking hard. I pull him up and return to slobbering on his cock. I pull him harder and harder into my face letting him know that he can fuck my face, so he does. Hard thrusts hitting my tonsils and slamming my head back against the wall. We have more voyeurs by now - watching, some stroking. They rotate in and out while he fucks my face then he pulls me up and spins me around to fuck me. I take it. Hungry for it. He pins me against the wall and throws it into me HARD, grunting and moaning. He starts to slow down and says he doesn't want to cum yet. So he pulls out and I lick his cock a few more times before heading back out to the bar and our drinks. He slides his hand up my shorts and plays with my foreskinned, leaking dick and he rubs it and revels in the pre-cum. Licking his fingers, then sliding his hand down the back of my shorts finding my open, wet hole. I tell him he's a dirty, dirty man, to which he laughs and says "I'm dirty?!?! You're the one with a lubed hole and no underwear." I reply, "That's not lube, that your precum. It's all you. Wanna give me the rest?" He stands up and returns to the bathroom for round 2. While he's fucking me against the wall, then the urinal, then the wall again, I hear the steady stream of people coming in, watching, then leaving. I pay them no attention and just take that cock. He picks up pace and really starts to pump me hard, so I flex my ass and start to milk him. He explodes with a groan and floods my hole. He pulls out and tells me to lick him clean. So I do. He leaves and I feel his load leaking out of my abused and happy hole, so I finger his load back into me. Another guy walks in and says "My turn". Five loads and 3 guys later, I finally left the bathroom. Got a round of applause from the guys nearest the bathroom when I left leaking cum.... Not sure who all fucked me, I only saw 3 of their faces. LOVE piggy bar sex!

Happy weekend. Another day of flying for me, so I did a quick chapter. Anyway, here is Part 15. The dilemma for Tony. As told by Mr. Ali. After we each started to catch our breath, I told Ahmed to go over the second cabinet on the wall and get a pair of ear plugs and put them in our princess and keep him medicated for a few minutes while I talk to Tony. Ahmed, did as instructed and gave the boy a little wink as he stuck the second ear plug in and opened the little brown medicine bottle. Once Lukas started to inhale he closed my eyes and I said, ‘There, that should keep him happy. Tony, I just thought of something, I realize I just unloaded my highly toxic load into your son, but I am concerned. Let me explain why. When you say ‘he is mine. What do you mean? Do you mean biologically?’ ‘Yes, I am Lukas biological father, his mother admitted it once I pressed her on it when he was just a little kid. It was just a one-time thing, but over the years I have watched him grow. He is a very cool kid. I am proud of him. His mother and father are really fucking idiots. He isn’t the brightest candle on the cake, but living with those two, it’s a miracle he isn’t more fucked up. Why does that matter?’ ‘Does the kid know you are his real father’? ‘Fuck no, like I said, he isn’t the sharpest tool in the shed, so no he doesn’t and his parents sure the fuck aren’t going to tell him that the queer down the street is his bastard father. His calling me daddy is just the poppers and that he trust me… and it is just the effect from Brad’s hypnosis. He just knows me as the nice guy down the street who is giving him a job. After we bring him back out of it, that’s all he will know.’ ‘Well, here is the issue. If you are going to keep him as yours, you can do as you please. I see the way you look at him. Actually, I see the way he looks at you. He must love you at some level already. But look, if we are going to send them back to my country and live a dream you never even dreamt of, we HAVE to pass him off as a virgin, there are millions ridding on his virginity. I know once he wakes up from the poppers he wont remember, so I know for a fact that he will pass a lie detector test if they give him one, however, we have got to get him on PrEP. He has had 3 toxic loads shot into his bloody ass in the last couple of hours and he swallowed Ahmed’s load….and you know how toxic he is. I have..’ ‘Well, not to cut you off, but I fed him one over at Brad’s a few hours ago.’ ‘Shit, well…. I have some PrEP in the first cabinet over there. If we are going to exchange him with one of my clients, we have to get the PrEP in him now!!! What do you think? Should you reevaluate the trajectory this night is taking and get him medicated now? And I mean medicated for real, not keeping him stupid and confused on the magical bottle he loves so much or the max spray I see you have here. Or do we let him accept our gift and you keep him to do with as you please? Time is of the essence.’ Tony then walked up to his sweet princess. He lifted his chin with his index finger, looked him directly into the eyes and gave him a nice kiss on the forehead. He then looked at Ahmed and looked back at me and said….. Readers….. Thoughts? Opinions?

Part 14. Mr. Ali and Ahmed. I heard some commotion over by the door as Mr. Ali touched my ankle and ran his hand from my foot up my leg toward my crotch. His touch was so gentle. He stopped and grabbed the underside of my calf and again on my quad. He was examining my leg like a doctor would be looking for abnormalities. Slowly and intensely he moved over to my other leg and then my chest. He was looking at me like you would a specimen under a microscope. I was a little concerned and asked, 'is everything ok Mr. Ali?' 'Oh oh oh yes my little princess, perfect even. Not a mark, not a hair, not a blemish, smoother than silk and not one sign of use. Flawless skin and muscle tone. You are a perfect specimen.' Specimen, how funny, I havent heard of that since biology class when we had to dissect a frog. He picked up and stared at each arm, he had me roll a little on each side. It again tickled as he rolled me around on the mink blanket but when done, he tucked me back in like a mother would her baby. Lastly he sat on a stool between my legs and I could feel him pick up each testicle and my cock shaft and look, sniff, and pull slightly on the skin. Wow, what is this guy looking for? I thought to myself. I thought he wanted to play with my pussy, not just look at touch me and I snickered. I then saw him look toward my daddy and said...'Tony, he is perfect. Absolutely perfect.... museum quality. This is by far the finest one yet. You have come close a couple times, but maybe a blemish or a mole or a scar or some hair, but seriously, nothing. Once I send the notice out, there is going to be a bidding war. Do you have a number in mind? Please let me be the broker. I will only take 10%, please, that will be plenty.' 'I was thinking a million? Maybe 1.5? The recession is over and with the oil market doing so well, I think that's totally fair.' 'No, no, no, my friend, you don't get it. I said it's absolutely PERFECT. This is a one of kind quality we have to be prepared. I am think 10, 15, maybe close to 20 million, fuck, I can think of a few guys who have been waiting for theirs.... maybe more. You have no idea the rarity of a blond of this quality in my circle. This will be a different market than anything you have seen my friend. This is not something you ADD to your harem, this is something you REPLACE all of them for'. Mr. C had a shocked look on his face. I wished I knew what they were talking about, I could try and help. I am not great, but I am not that bad at math. 'Well, enough about that. My boys dick is getting soft and I might just keep him to myself, he is growing on me.' as he looked at me, winked and rustled my hair like he often does. 'Don't fucking tell me you are falling for him?...... Tony,...... don't be stupid, I have seen some of the things you have settled for, you don't need something like this. This is rare, this is special.' 'No, no, no, Omar, you dont get it, ..... he is mine, really, i mean he is MINE .' Daddy looked at me and said, 'right son?'. He picked up the bottle of poppers off my chest and I got a big cheesy grin and said, 'Thank you Daddy, Sir, thank you Sir.' As daddy unscrewed the top of the brown bottle, he said, 'now show my boy how good that pussy of his can feel.' Just then, there was a second man standing there next to Mr. Ali. 'Lukas, this is my little brother Ahmed. He is looking for a princess too. You going to be a good girl for both of us?' I chuckled to myself and then said, 'Mr Ali, I am boy, not a princess, or a good girl.' He said, 'please please please, no. In my culture anything with a pussy can be a princess. You have seen in the movies, how much we love a princess. She can be a female of course, but what they dont show in the movies is.... a boy with a pussy is also our princess. Understand? As I exhaled the hit of medicine my daddy gave me, I felt a warm glow, but also a sense of peace and looked at my daddy. Daddy nodded and winked. I looked back at Mr. Ali and glanced over at his brother and said, 'yes Sir, would you and your brother Ahmed please use my pussy and make me your princess? With that said, both in almost unison let their robes fall off the back of their shoulders. Ahmed moved over to the side of the sling and Mr. Ali moved up between my legs. My daddy was finishing my third hit of medicine and Ahmed pulled my left ear toward him and my lips came in contact with the head of his cock. It was huge and wet and covered in a thick layer of skin. He pulled the head of his foreskin back a little bit and slowly exposed the head of his cock. It was entirely glistening with precum. He pulled the hood back over his head and then exposed it again, it was less than 3 inches from my eyes and almost touching my lips. i could feel the heat coming off of it. I could smell it. I felt my daddy touch my left nipple. I let out a little moan and a slight whimper and my tongue went out and tried to touch the tip of his cock. He pulled his hips back and the cock was gone. It was a good 7 to 10 inches away now. I whimpered out, 'sorry Sir, I just wanted to taste it.' I heard Ahmed speak for the first time, he had a very deep voice and spoke little English through a very sexy accent. He gently put his hand on my forehead and said, 'you will be my princess,.. but I am in charge. I am always in charge. Now don't you move your head. Just do what I tell you to do. Understand?' As I nodded yes, Ahmed pushed my forehead back a couple inches and rested my head back on the fur. Daddy was right there with another hit of medicine. I slowly exhaled and felt Ahmed's cock getting closer to my face again. This time, I kept my tongue in my mouth. My head was slightly tilted in his direction and he started on the top side of my lips and laid his fat drooling man-cock right on my upper lip. He very slowly squeezed his cock as he painted his cock down my upper lip. He was squeezing and moving it down my lip and a long very think stream of precum was dispensed out of his cock and being dispensed down my lip. Once he got to the bottom of my upper lip, he moved that big thick hood back over the top of his shaft again, then pulled it back and traced and painted his way up my lower lip. Similar to redipping his brush into a can of paint to make sure he had complete coverage. It felt like he was putting lip gloss on me. I felt Mr. Ali, pushing his big cock at my hole. He was also uncut and super thick. He got down and started to lick my hole. I heard him say. 'Fuck Tony, I can tell by the smell he already has a big load of you inside him. I can tell the smell of your cum from anywhere. I felt his nose and beard rutting around my hole like a dog trying to dig his treat out from under a chair. I was lost in the trace as Ahmed circled my lips a couple times, slowly, gently, it almost tickled my lips, if felt awesome. I was so tempted to let my tongue sneak out for just a minute, but I didnt dare upset him again. As Mr. Ali stood up, it was like a sign to my daddy that I needed more medicine. I saw out of the corner of my eye Mr. Terry had gotten a fresh bottle out of the cooler bag and took the cap off. He tossed it to my daddy. As daddy open, it let out a small gasp of air like a champagne bottle opening. Daddy stood on the right side of me and started to administer more medication. Ahmed, on my left, was still busy tracing his cock over my lips and under my nose. My whole face felt wet with his precum. His right hand was slowly petting me hair and saying 'shhhhh, good princess, good princess, shhhhhh.' He moved his cock away to allow daddy to give me the medication properly. I felt his left hand go under my chin and rest on my throat. My daddy looked into my eyes, winked and said, trust me sweetie and let these men show your pussy a good time. As I exhaled after the fourth hit of medicine, I felt Mr. Ali pushing into my cum soaked hole. I felt my daddy put the poppers on my chest and both hands on my nipples. Lastly, I felt Ahmed squeezing harder on my throat. I kept my mouth shut like he said, but he squeezed harder and harder until I couldnt breath very well and I let out a gasp for air. As I opened my mouth for air....he shoved his cock into my mouth. Well, into my mouth and down my throat. My upper lip was buried into his pubes and my nose was being crushed into his lower abdomen. He held there and held there and held there. I felt him cup his hand around his cock as it was buried deep in my throat. He kept putting more and more pressure on my throat. I couldn't breath. I heard daddy say, 'go slow on my boy.' Daddy kept playing with my nipples, alternating from tender and mild to pretty hard and rough and it was sending wave after wave of pleasure through me. Ahmed said something to Mr. Ali in Arabic I assume and Mr. Ali, said, 'yes I have never seen such a sweet princess with no gag reflex. See how deep she can take it.' And with that, Ahmed pushed deep into my throat again, this time he kind of went in deep and pulled out, in deep and pulled out repeatedly. Then he went in wayyyyy deep. My daddy reached down and grabbed my throat. Daddy said, 'fuck, look how hot that is, yeah, push that adam's apple down Ahmed, oh fuck, sweet, yeah do it again, fuck yes, god that is hot Ahmed, you can see you pushing his adam's apple down further with each thrust.' In addition to my throat taking a good pounding, my hole was thoroughly being enjoyed and used by Mr. Ali. He had both hands up on the chains of the hammock and was lunging forward and pulling back. He would go from rocking his cock back and forth, to every once in a while, really slamming it in deep and hard. He kept muttering to himself in Arabic and English. I couldn't understand the Arabic parts of course but I could make out his comments like 'play with her titties Tony,.... look at those pussy lips swallow my gifted shaft,.... and its a beautiful flower opening up for me, it is ready to be fertilized,.... nurse my princesses tits,..... and going to seed that little princess pussy with my demon seed,.... Shaitan will thank me for giving this princess my gift,..... look how swollen those pussy lips are getting.' I thought boy I can see how women might not like that kind of offensive language, but my cock had never been so hard. 'This is going to be hard to hold out much longer my brother' I heard Ahmed say to Mr. Ali. 'I am right there with you little brother. Lets bring our little girl home. I am going to get her pregnant here in a second.' Mr. Ali panted in between strong long strokes into my boy hole. 'Oh fuck, oh fuck, fuck, fuck, fuuccckkkkkkkk' was all Ahmed said and I found myself just swallowing and swallowing. His load was already well down my gullet but it was just instinctual for my throat to constrict like a snake trying to swallow a mouse. He now more than stopped yelling when Mr Ali. just stopped. I looked down at him and he was clenching on the chains like he was holding on for his dear life. He was flexing so hard and the candle light really gleamed off his sweaty shoulders. But he just stood there, convulsing a little bit while flexing, not moving, so I asked. 'Is everything ok Mr. Ali.?' It took several seconds before he responded, but he let out a really deep breath and opened his eyes. He looked at me and said....'Oh yes my sweet sweet princess, actually, I am not sure if I have ever been this ok.' Daddy was still playing with my nipples, but more slowly and tenderly now. But he looked at me as I looked at him. He winked and said, 'you are a good boy and a good girl'. I smiled.

This neg guy messaged me on BBRT. He was specifically looking to convert to Poz. During our exchange of messages I explained to him that I am now very unwell, and as a consequence my home is an utter filthy mess. That didn't deter him. Now for the real test of his authenticity ... If he wanted what I could give him, he would do some housework for me, and help me have a bath to wash my wasting skinny body. He agreed. We arranged for him to visit the following day. The next day came, and he messaged asking if we were still on. OK, he was serious! I gave him my address, and told him I would leave the door off of the latch so he could just come in. 6pm arrived, he was bang on time. He entered my living room where I was watching TV. I hit the mute button. He was as his photos suggested, well built rugby build, clean shaven. A very handsome 27 year old. 'Hey Sexy'. 'Hello Sir'. 'Strip naked. Keep your trainers on,'. He did as instructed. Although once I saw he was wearing a tight hugging Jock Strap I ordered he leave that on too. 'Come over here between my legs, facing away from me'. Again, he obeyed. And I had a good grope of his sweet neg ASS. 'NICE. Very Firm'. I ordered he clean my bathroom, mop and hoover floors, and gather the huge lot of rubbish scattered all over the place as a result of not being in the best of health. After cleaning in his Jock & Trainers he ran me a bath. As he washed me we spoke ... 'Is this what you want to end up like, sick and decrepit?' 'Yes Sir. It might seem crazy to most, but, it is what I need. What I deserve. And I want to know for sure who my 'Gifter' is, so I can remember him fondly, always carrying a piece of him inside me'. Having bathed me, he dried my scrawny pale body. Naked, dry, and with finally a good wash I walked into my now tidier living room, stood in front of the TV and began channel flicking . The rugby build boy without a word knelt before me, took my flaccid Dick into his mouth, pulled on my balls. I was in no time very hard. With one hand controlling the remote, the other held behind his head as I rocked my hips. I threw the remote to the floor as I got more and more turned on, now with both hands pulling his face in tightly as I began fucking his face. Out of breath I pulled out, stood back so he could see me full length... 'You sick Bastard coming here to get converted ... This REALLY what you want?' 'Oh GOD YES Sir. Destroy me and my future'. 'You sick nasty pig'. His face lit up when I said that, as he nodded in agreement with a big happy smile on his face. I took him to the bedroom where I had a vinyl play-sheet ready on the floor. He brought his little rucksack with him, from which he took out a toothbrush, he handed it to me and got on all 4's. 'Make me bleed Sir'. 'You are one fucked up pig'.

The Glastonbury Swim Team 1. Drake’s Wet I was accepted on a swimming scholarship to a small, picturesque New England college. Any story that begins: I was accepted on a swimming scholarship to a small, picturesque New England college, you just know at some point is going to turn into some Stephen King, fifty shades of crazy, tale of terror. Well, this one’s no exception, just not in a Stephen King sort of way. Banana pajama pants crazy, yes, but not a horror story, well, whore story, yeah, that’d be about right. I’m Kyle Dupree. Hi. How are you? My stats, to start, because that’s what I had to fill out on my college application: nineteen (I was held back one year before they diagnosed me with ADHD because it’s hard for me to pay attention for any long stretches of time, but I’m not dumb, quite the opposite), five ten, one forty-five. “Beanpole,” Jacob calls me. Jacob’s one of the quicker wits in our trailer park. He’s dating my mom and he’s nice enough to her, so there’s that. Hair: brown, short, spikey. Eyes: yes, I have them. Okay, my mom says they’re the color of freshly cooked maple. What she means is that they’re amber brown with little specks of gold in the right light. Nationality: you want them all? Alright, application sez: Native American, Belgian, Polish, German, Dutch, English and French Canadian. In other words a garden variety New England mutt. I put them in that order since I thought I’d have a better chance at getting a scholarship. I was right. If you want to know the truth, though, I should’ve put them in the exact reverse order, because I’m mostly French Canadian, eh, but if it’s good enough for Elizabeth Warren (the Abenaki people in my case—and I am damn proud of that, one sixteenth proud) it’s good enough for me. For those of you taking notes for a guaranteed A+ History paper (and you should), the indigenous Abenaki people covered a huge swath of Vermont, New Hampshire and Maine and have been here for like twelve thousand years. The one tattoo I have is a dream catcher, that was before everyone and their lesbian sister got one. But mine was one of the first. I got it from Dash, who’s this old biker dude who lives in the second trailer from the park entrance, three down from our double-wide, at his kitchen table. I bartered for it, smoked some clouds with him, then let him diddle me on his couch before he picked up his tattoo gun and went at my ribcage in his kitchen. He’d been giving me blow jobs since I can’t remember, but this once I let him finger my hole while he sucked my dick, which the way he did it felt weird—like in, out, in, out, real fast—but still kinda felt good, but I’d rather it wasn’t Dash, but I let him do me anyway like that till I spurted in his craggily-face mouth of his. Other stats that weren’t on my application—because if you’re any kind of perv like me you’d want to know: seven and a half inches, uncut, smooth but with dark hairy legs, swimmer’s build (obviously) and short black pubes that I clip, dark wispy pits, and a little bit of dark peach fuzz on my tailbone that eases down the road between two perfectly shaped round, white boulders. See, I knew you’d want to know. So anyway, like I was saying, Dash got up to his second knuckle of his middle finger in my butthole. I acted like that was crazy deep, but I’d taken big cucumbers way deeper than that since dinosaurs roamed, I just didn’t tell him. Or anyone else, like when mom, Jacob and I were eating our dinner salad with a freshly sliced aforementioned cucumber. Washed, of course. My mom’s a nurse at the county hospital so there were a lot of anatomy books around the house when I was growing up, and I was a curious kid. I was fascinated by the human body, mine and others. Most of the kids in Cozy Meadows, our little trailer park in the sticks, weren’t allowed to play with me after a certain age because I not only played doctor with them, I played specialist: urologist, gynecologist, proctologist, you name it, I became an expert in the field. I didn’t really care that I was shunned in Cozy Meadows. I’d seen what I wanted to see, felt what I wanted to touch. I moved on. Cozy Meadows was close to this lake and for most of the year I’d swim endlessly, taking Waldo, our family’s chocolate lab, with me. He and I would swim across the lake to the side where all these older men used to hang out, sunning naked on a pebbly beach. Waldo was both a good way to break the ice with these old guys—never was any younger guys my age—and at the same time, if I didn’t want to talk to one of them, Waldo kinda sense it and would give a low grumble, and they’d high tailed it. So anyway, I got to know a fair number of these men, and them me. I was technically a virgin when I left home, technically—I liked getting my dick sucked and I didn’t mind returning the favor, but I didn’t like anyone touching my butthole. That was my domain. Dash was probably the only human that had gotten finger deep. Cucumbers and zucchinis fared much better. The school where I got my swimming scholarship was about two hours away from us. Jacob, who lived at the end of the cul-de-sac but was always at our house, drove me in his old rusty red Ford pickup, Waldo in the back with my one suitcase, and my mom scrunched between me and the gear shift. It’s a hot day as we drive down out of the mountains to the flatlands; the temperature rises another ten degrees by the time we hit the college town. Mom’s trying not to cry. Close to the school we pass a circus setting up in a grocery store parking lot. “Look, honey,” she says to me, “a carnival,” but she loses it when we pass through the school gates, and her misty-eyes turn to real silent tears. I get out of the truck in front of my dorm and grab my suitcase. Waldo tries to get out of the truck but I push him back behind the tailgate. He just looks at me and doesn’t know why he can’t go with me. I give him a big hug, my mom, too, and shake Jacob’s hand but, at the last minute, he pulls me in and gives me a big ol’ Jacob bear hug. And then they drive off, exhaust spewing black smoke out the tailpipe, Waldo shouting out barks from the back of the rusty Ford. My forehead’s sweating from the late summer day, and I look up at Hannaford Hall, this six-story, ugly beige cinderblock monstrosity, and spot the top floor where I’ll be living for the next school year. I almost didn’t get in at the start of the school year because I’m a fuckup when it comes to paperwork and deadlines, and rules in general. I was supposed to get some meningitis shot but I forgot, but my mom pulled strings at work and got me a shot the week school started. I got the form filled but I missed all that first days orientation shit. ‘Plunge into the deep end and see if you come up’ has always been my way. I was already in trouble with the coach because the swim team warmups started a week before school did. Anyway, I’m used to being a fuck up and feel like I’m always in trouble anyway, so what the fuck. They weren’t going to take away the scholarship from me. The only sticking point was that I had to try out for a slot on the water polo team. Swim season was in the spring, water polo in the fall. I didn’t know from fuck what water polo was. Sound ritzy, Jacob said at dinner while I was looking over my financial papers, doubt it’s a game for folks like us. Anyway, across the street there’s a nicer dorm. Hannaford Hall looks like some backwoods bunker hospital but Avery Beckwith Hall looks like something that exploded out of an architect’s brain. All angles of metal and glass, overhanging study rooms, electric sliding glass doors. Everyone there, I read in the school’s brochure, lives in five bedroom suites, but it was for the richer kids. Lot of them had their own room. Then there were the townhouses down the road at the school’s gates, but they were for upper classmen. Some of them housed twenty-one year-olds so they could legally have alcohol, but what did I care, I had a jar of gen-u-ine Micky-G’s moonshine in an old glass jar that Micky-G had given me himself as a going-away-to-college present; and some mighty pure crystal from Dash, the biker-tattoo artist, my finger-pumping mentor; and homegrown weed from Jasper, who was Jacob’s younger brother that lived in the backwoods in an honest-to-god teepee and farmed the best pot around, well, good for Vermont I guess. His farm was patrolled by these fuckin’ huge-ass geese who were nasty motherfuckers if they didn’t know you. Even if they did know you, you always had to keep your eye on where they were. Both Waldo and I more than once had them sneak up on us. Getting goosed by a goose is not my idea of fun. Anyway, he gave me a nice supply of his best buds. And then while I was packing, Jacob slipped me a carton of reds, which was very cool of him, ‘cause I know he’d catch grief if my mom found out. I told you she was a nurse. And me on a swimming scholarship. But that’s Cozy Meadows in a nutshell. We don’t think too much about the future. We concentrate on the pleasures of the now. So I walk in the entrance, push aside these heavy-ass metal glass doors, and inside it’s really air-conditioned cool. There’s this guy with a name tag that says Raf, a good-looking dark-skinned guy, who checks out my paperwork, sees I’m on a swim scholarship like him. He gives me a swipe card for the door, a crooked smile, and tells me I’m on the top floor with a guy name Drake Chadwick. We get to talking and I find out Raf’s the goalkeeper on the water polo team and a R.A., which means resident assistant, meaning free board and room. He’s like a concierge, he says. I tell him I have no fuckin’ clue to what that is. He says if I want something just ask. Cool. He’s a junior, polysci major. I tell him I’m a freshman, majoring in English I think. He says most of the swim team are sophomores, and live across at Avery Beckwith Hall. A couple juniors and seniors live together in one of the townhouses. He says he’ll introduce me to some of the team at dinner. Raf has a funny way of talking, like English is his second language or something. Well, it’s time for me to go up and meet ol’ Drake Chadwick. Raf and I shake hands, and I go up in the elevator. But I got to tell you, I get kinda nervous in elevators. I’m not used to them, see. You’re in this tiny cage and that kind of freaks me out. So my hearts beating, and six dings later I’m on my floor. The hallway’s hot and stuffy. I’m holding my swipe card in my sweaty palm walking down the hall looking for 6G. It’s at the end of the hall and I put in my card and it clicks and I push open the door, and there’s Mr. Drake Chadwick on his bed, holding a Maxim in one hand and jacking his big banana cock in the other. Just as I come in he’s spitting a huge load of dick juice all over his magazine and himself. He tries to stifle a fuck! then flails around with his jeans down around his ankles trying to get them up, struggling to not look like a spaz, but I’m sorry, it’s funny, and I start laughing hysterically. He has this totally embarrassed, humiliated look on his face, sees it’s hopeless to remedy the situation, and rolls over to his side hiding his face against the cinderblock wall and kinda starts groaning, pained, but chuckling. I close the door so no one else sees this, and I stand there admiring his perfect, white bubble butt that’s on its side jiggling in an embarrassed snigger. A nice light brown fuzz of butt hair outlines these two muscly white, perfect cannonballs. He can’t look over at me yet. He’s just staying there, tucked to the wall. He reaches up and takes his pillow and pulls it over his head. I find that I am suddenly in love with good ol’ Drake Chadwick. I want to go over and either kiss that big round ass of his or smack it. Maybe I’ll do both. All I know is I want it, wanna stick my tongue in letting it butterfly between his fuzzy crack, but I feel introductions are necessary first. “I’m Kyle,” I tell him, “and you must be Drake. My friend Jacob says you never get a second chance to make a first impression. And I gotta say, dude,” I tell him while I’m setting my suitcase on the empty bed, “you have made one hell of a first impression. Can’t think how to top it.” He finally flips over giving me another sight of his big wanger and low hangers, struggling to get his underwear over his still hard cock and Donkey Kong balls, carefully zipping up his fly so he doesn’t catch himself. Man, the bulge is still showing through his khaki shorts, I see. That eggplant ain’t going nowhere anytime soon. He sits up in bed, pulls down his black Mario Brothers t-shirt over his chest, which was pulled up while he was whacking. Sitting on the bed’s edge, I realize what a beefcake ol’ Drake Chadwick is. He’s this very pretty, very big boy, six foot something hunched on his bed, big feet wiggling in flip-flops, innocent looking face, wide lips breaking into a shy smile, a mop of golden brown hair, with large fluffy brows arching up asking for forgiveness or at least understanding. Come to the wrong place, bub. He’s got this cuddly teddy bear face that should have little black buttons for eyes but instead are dark chocolate brown, and cheeks that are all ruddy red like he’s been crying or just ran a marathon. I go over to extend my hand and he extends his. He doesn’t see it yet, but there’s a jiggling pool of cum slopped on the crook between his thumb and forefinger. I grab his fist and tightly embrace it. I bring that crook up to my mouth, angling it so he sees his wad’s just about to drip off the side. I stick out my tongue, let the spooge fall in, and audibly slurp it up. Two can play at first impressions. *** Drake tells me on the way to the cafeteria that he’s a second year. He worked all summer but didn’t have the bucks to afford Avery Beckwith with the other guys. Besides, he says, he’s found of cinderblock. I meet most of team already sitting around the table in the cafeteria as Drake and I bring our food trays over. Raf’s there eating a heaping of vegetables and rice, while everyone else is either scarfing down Sloppy Joes or cheeseburgers. Drake makes introductions around the table as we settle in: Kenworth Paxton (head nod), Marlon Reznor (head nod), Tommy Durkheim—“hi,” he squeaks—Trent van der Haus—“just House,” House says, reaching over the table to shake—and Steve Reynold. Steve Reynolds looks up from his phone for a nanosecond and then goes back down. I say, hey, to the table. I’ve already forgotten their names. “So, Dupree, you-you-you trying out for water polo to-to-to-tomorrow?” Paxton stutters horribly next to me. He’s blondish, my size, wide shoulders, prominent chin, and has three deep nasty looking scars on his left cheek. He blinks his eyes forcefully to get out a whole sentence. “Yeah,” I tell him. “Don’t know if water polo is my game, but I’m a fast swimmer.” Then this Marlon Reznor guy, who has a scruffy little chin beard, says with a heavy southern drawl that’s so thick it’s almost comical, “What’s y’alls event?” Reznor’s a little shorter than me, bulkier, and like Paxton, has sandy blond hair. In fact, everyone at the table except for Raf and Drake is somewhere on the blond spectrum. Aside from Raf, I’m by far the darkest at the table, then Drake, and then you could easily confuse Paxton, Reznor, Durkheim, House, and Reynolds as all being the same guy: all blondish hair, broad shoulders, high cheekbones, straight pearly teeth, tan, and privileged. Raf hasn’t said a word. He just sits quietly eating his veggies, studying all the blonds, quizzically. Looks at me that way, too. I can’t tell if he’s like Middle Eastern or Black; could be both. He’s got extremely buzzed black hair, big brown eyes, a broad nose with flaring nostrils, and thick dark lips that occasionally flash an absurdist’s smile when he thinks no one is looking. He’s around the same size as everyone around the table but has huge hands, whose fingers reach out and twirl the straw in his ice tea. “Dunno what my event is. Coach’ll have to tell me.” I chow down on my first burger. “No pool where I come from. School was a one room deal and that was it,” I say chewing at Reznor. He and Paxton look at me kinda pitifully, which pisses me off, but I just grin, gnawing some curly fries on my molars. “Hey, it was great. I had the same teacher, Mrs. Duckworth, from kindergarten to twelfth grade.” My teacher’s name makes the guys laugh, but it doesn’t faze me. “There was a lake I swam in, but we also had this quarry where this stoner guy, Jasper, taught me diving from off the cliffs.” I gobble down a few more curly fries. “First time I tried out for anything was here at this college. My mom’s boyfriend pushed me and I said why not. Coach said I was a natural but needed a lot of training. But what do I know?” I say and finish my first of three burger. I see Steve Reynolds, who’s in shorts and wearing a Glastonbury College sweatshirt, its hoodie pulled over his head, text something in his phone, and then a second later Reznor’s reading something on his. Reznor types something back. They both exchange a sly grin. Jerks. Suddenly there’s two large hand clasping my shoulders, giving them a tight squeeze. “How you men getting along?” Speaking of coach, Coach Brandon had snuck up behind me, the one who said I was a natural, and was kneading my taut shoulders muscles, quizzing the table. “These knuckleheads giving you a hard time?’ They all snicker. “Nah,” I say back over my shoulder, picking up a couple of fries and scarfing them down. “Just the usual poking and seeing what’s under my skirt.” I gotta tell you, I’m trying to act as casual as I can, but coach rubbing my shoulders like this is giving my pecker a little stir, especially when I look up in his face. He looks around forty, has on a tight fitting blue sweater, hugging these enormous pecs and massive shoulders. The sweater’s color sets off his fluorescent blue eyes. He’s bigger and fitter than any of these bozos, still has a slim waist, salt and pepper hair, big blue eyes—I guess I said that—he could like be the dad of any of these guys. Well, I guess not Raf. Well, on second thought, seeing as how they both share this same lopsided smile, maybe they could be related. Raf brightens when he sees coach. “Kyle was schooled in a one-room schoolhouse, just like I was," Raf informs coach. I look at Raf surprised. “Yeah?” I say. “Where?” “Botswana.” I’m taken aback. I’ve never met anyone from another country, and I have no idea where Botswana is. “A little game reserve on the Kalahari Desert,” he says. “An area called Deception Valley.” “Deception Valley, eh? No shit? I love it,” I say sipping my diet coke. Coach is still hanging onto my shoulders. If he doesn’t stop massaging me soon I’m not responsible for the stiffy percolating in my jeans. “Hey, Rafiki,” Reznor says, “y’all went to a little red schoolhouse like Dupree?” The others giggle. I interject, “Well, mine was actually a little brown schoolhouse.” “Mine was a brown grass hut,” Raf retorts. We exchange conspirator’s smiles. “A game reserve. For real, Raf?” Drake says. “I knew about Botswana, but I didn’t know about the game reserve.” “Yes. I grew up with families of giraffes, and cheetahs, prides of lions,” says Raf. He looks pointedly at Reznor. “Jackals.” The guys all laugh. Reznor puts on a sarcastic sneer. “Hyenas, too, I bet.” He looks at the guys who were laughing and are now back chewing their burgers. “Play nice, men,” Coach Brandon scolds. “Listen: I want you to hit the sack early tonight. Seven a.m. tryouts tomorrow and I want you all locked and loaded when you arrive. Got it?” He looks around the table meaningfully. “Locked and loaded.” All the guys look down guilty-like for no reason I can make out. They all nod sheepishly. I glance up at coach who gives me a wink, and he’s off. Swear to God, he packs a lot in one wink. I sip to the bottom of my soda until it makes a loud empty gurgle. I ask the guys, “So what’s he mean by ‘locked and loaded’?” There’s a long pause, until Tommy Durkheim, the youngest of the group, peeps, “We all have to wear these…” “If you make the cut,” interrupts Trent van der Haus, taunting in his rich baritone, “you’ll find out soon enough. But you got to make the cut first, Dupree.” He’s the blondest on the table’s spectrum. His green eyes sparkle like a cat’s. The guys all look at each other covertly. “O-kay,” I say nonplussed, curious but not willing to show it. I look to Drake and Raj for their input, but they’ve clammed up too. “I’m getting another diet soda. Anyone else want a refill.” There’s a cloud over the table now. “O-kay then, just one diet coke.” I get up. Tommy breaks the silence. “Diet cokes makes you gay,” he says looking up quickly at me, then back down at the table. I guess I’m looking at him quizzically, because he adds quickly, “That’s what Reznor says.” Renzor rolls his eyes. “I didn’t say diet coke makes you gay, dick-wipe. I said it makes y’all look gay.” “Hmm,” I say considering the statement while I scan the table nodding my head. Tommy’s studying something interesting in the catsup on his plate. Renzor looking at me challengingly. Paxton and van der Haus are looking at me expectantly. Steve Reynolds head’s down under his hoodie, texting away. Raf’s sitting back stirring his tea with his straw. Drake is caught mid-chew, and has one eyebrow raised at me. “’Funny,” I finally say, “‘cause I was gay a long time before I drank my first diet coke.” Steve Reynolds stops texting and looks up. I leave the silent table behind for the soda machine. When I get back everyone’s gone. I’m not too surprised. I slurp on my soda playing with a second plate of fries. I scan the almost-empty cafeteria. There’s some overweight girls with multi-colored hair in one of the booths, each one quietly texting on their phones. A few tables away, two nerdy guys in matching black-rimmed glasses stare and occasionally type into their laptops. The older lady cafeteria workers in hairnets and white smocks are clearing salt and pepper shakers, refilling napkin dispensers, and wiping down tables. Some of the lights around the serving trays are being switched off. It’s quiet except for the steely stream of cold air coming out of the AC vents, and an occasional “oh my god” coming from the booth of multi-colored hair girls. I take out my flip phone, the one my mom gave me today as a present. I bring up the only number I have stored besides hers and Jacob’s. u there? I type. I get back, yes. I think about Jasper, the goose guy. I think about his weed in my suitcase. 420? I type. There’s a pause, then yes pops on the screen along with a smiley face. I’m a little sad, this being my first night not living at home anymore. Knowing Waldo won’t be sleeping on my bed. A little scared, too, if you want to know the goddamn truth. But the biggest thing, more than anything else I’m feeling? I’m very, very horney. I type in: can i suck ur dick? There’s a really long pause. I’m waiting, finishing my drink. One of the nerds at the other table closes his laptop and reaches across the table for the other nerd’s hand. They clasp hands as an old red-headed cafeteria lady reaches over them and grabs their napkin dispenser. Finally Drake Chadwick, the third number in my contact list, texts me back: f i cn suck u2. *** Micky-G’s moonshine in a canning jar sits between me and Drake out on the lawn behind the library half finished. When I got back up to the dorm it was way too hot to stay in the un-air-conditioned room. The fan did nothing but blow around hot humid air. Avery Beckwith Hall has AC, as do the townhouses, but not good ol’ Hanniford Hall. So I take my reefer, my pipe, Mickey-G’s canning jar, and my roommate, and we traipse down behind the library. It’s dark and the entire night sky is spread out above us. It’s cloudless and there’s no moon, so we have billions of blinking lights outlining our dark shapes. I warn Drake that you don’t need much of Micky-G’s to get a buzz going. And you’ll definitely hurl if you drink too much. And here, take a hit of Jasper’s herb. You get a good balance between the two of them. I don’t think Drake is that familiar with either weed or hooch ‘cause he’s only taking small hits, imbibing on both minimally, and looks, in the dim light, pretty unstable. Me, too, but it’s not my first rodeo, muchacho—hooch, herb, or hombre. Drake falls back taking in the sky and pointing at small shooting stars along the horizon, wordless. I see them too, but it’s him I’m admiring. The enhancements help, but right now, looking at his silhouette, his long nose, the rise and fall of his chest, his sharp chin jutting into the shadowy outline of the Juniper bush, he’s the enhancement I want. I’m horney and happy and nicely roasted. I lean over and kiss him. He’s startled but not unwilling. He’s melting into the grass with me leaning over his face. I sense he’s never had another man kiss him before and, curiously, he draws his finger over the stubble of my nine o’clock shadow. For such a big hunk, his face is soft, smooth, his lips downy. I pass my tongue through his lips and he’s awash in a dreamy, smoldering passion. He’s warm and responsive to everything I’m doing to him. I reach up under his black t-shirt and feel his strong, smooth chest, his racing heart, stroke through the damp hair under his pits. I smell him. He’s between the musk of a freshly run mile and freshly laundered clothes. He’s the good son still, I can tell, but with every kiss, parts of his younger, innocent self wash away. I undo his shorts and slide them down to his knees, then pull down his checkered boxers. He tells me the grass is cold. Only for a minute, I say, and go down on his very hard cock. I can tell I could get him off in a few seconds if I really went at him, but I want it to last and just trace my tongue along his shaft, licking, outlining, every now and then wrapping my lips around his knob, pulling down his foreskin, swirling over his head, tasting bits of smegma buried deep in the bottom of his ridges. I have a white flake on my tongue and kiss him with it. If he wasn’t high he might have been revolted, but like me, in our ardor, it’s something that turns us both on. He’s into it and is clamoring to get into my jeans. I let him. All he has to do is unsnap a few buttons and he’s in. I’m good and stoned, and, yeah, the grass is cold, dewy, and the individual blades of grass astonish my tickled crack, but not more than the feeling of Drake’s hand running over my erection. This boy is good and goes straight in for the killshot, almost making me cum the first time he goes full-Nelson on my pecker. He peels the skin down my shaft, exposing my head. I have a lot more foreskin than he does, and he’s much cleaner than I. I’m trash and I know it and I revel in it. But I’ve a mom that’s a nurse and she’s reined me in. Mostly. His first taste of dick cheese, if I’d had my way, would have packed a lot more punch, but since he’s this great big one-eighty pound virgin, I guess he’s better off with just a hint of rankness. Anyway, we slip into a sixty-nine and he’s dripping and oozing like he needs a plumber and I’m there to lap it up. I’m sure I’m leaking too. He just taste so fucking good, the hooch and the pot say so anyway. I can’t get enough of his big bent dick and he’s acting on the same impulses. First he climbs over me, his giant rod angling over my face. My neck’s pulled back to look up at it, in a perfect position to thrust it deep down my throat. Between his legs, his furry balls dangling, I see the heavens and shooting stars as he slides his shaft into my mouth. Over time I’ve gotten good at deep throating. Practice from cucumbers, bananas, and countless men at the lake. He’s a challenge being so big, but with big challenges come even bigger pleasures. That big cock slides down my throat and ends with his dark pubes stuck up against my nostrils. He smells and tastes of soap, but the longer I spend nursing his huge cock, it starts to meld into that special scent and taste of a man. His acrid crack slowly pushes and grinds its way towards me. I don’t think he knows he’s doing it but his ass crack is coming into shadowy view. His dick pops out of my throat and before he or I even realize it, my tongue is buried between his two smooth white cheeks. I reach my hands up and feel the flexing of his muscled ass. I squeeze them and sense the conflict between what he wants and what he’s afraid to ask for. I pull his cheeks apart and settle that conflict with my tongue, riding deep into the valley to find his hole. He lets out an audible gasp as my mouth covers the entrance to the Drake I want to get to know. I dart my tongue inside and he lets out a fuck into the night air, in the dark, behind the library. We’re shadows writhing in shadows, him riding my face. There’s only the slightest of movements, we’re dark statues frozen on the lawn, the only unseen movement is my tongue tracing a spiral inside his ass, then jabbing into his hole. He emits a quiet moan of gratitude. His hole’s loosening. I feel his sphincter pushing out, wanting me to penetrate him deeper. I happily comply while I reach up his shirt, play with his pin-point nipples. He starts grinding his ass over my face, getting the scruff of my cheeks to burn against his rutting ass. There is no resistance in him, he wants me to go deeper. I wiggle a finger next to my mouth and let the saliva provide the necessary lubrication for my digit to slide in. Into the warm night air, in the shadow of the library lawn, he emits another amazed fuck, and pushes down on my finger so I penetrate him deeper, now up to my second knuckle. He’s still grinding down, but rather than pushing further into to him, I withdrawal a bit and wet my middle finger and let it join the first. Oh fuck, he cries softly, knees on the grass, realizing what it feels like to have two fingers invading him, and before he’s settled comfortably into it, I wet a third and slip it in. “Fuck man,” he says quietly, now aggressively pushing his butt down on my hand. “I’m going to cum,” he pants helplessly as his bucks on my fingers. “Like hell you are,” I say pulling out. “You fucker,” he says, his teeth shining from the light of the library windows. “You fuck,” he says. “Turn on your side.” “Why?” I say, but know where he’s headed. He pulls a small tube of hand cream out of his shorts and dangles it in front of me with a devilish smile. “You thought that far ahead?” I say. “Sneaky, sneaky, honey badger. Was that going to be for me or for you?” “Didn’t know, but I do now. Turn on your side,” he says sure of himself. I toe off my sneakers and slip off my jeans. We’re outside in the shadows, footpaths, flowerbeds, brick staircases, alone, quiet, lit by a billion stars, cloaked by night. I pull off my shirt. His Mario Brothers shirt and khaki shorts come off. His checkered underwear lies over them. We’re naked next to shrubs, dirt, the smell of freshly mowed grass, moist. I roll on top of him. Our hard cocks press into each other’s belly, his dark and my darker pubes intertwine, the dew of the lawn make us slick and slippery. I have one leg between his, and he has one leg between mine. Neither one of us has relinquished who, for the moment, will bottom and who will top. We’re dancing, we’re jockeying for position, we’re enjoying the chase, the pursuit, the open question. Our hands at first clutch tenderly as I bend to kiss him. Then I feel his palms clutching tighter. Then we’re wrestling for control. He’s pushing up as I’m holding him down. He’s bigger but I’m quicker. I flip him and have him pinned so his face is pushed into the grass, but I feel him powering up like a hydraulic lift, slow pushing me back. His face comes out of the grass and he’s wearing a conqueror’s smile. “You can fuck me afterward but I’m going to fuck you this second,” he says, throwing me onto my back, lifting my legs apart. He smears some cream on his dick and sticks his hand under my butt. I feel his fingers run over my hole, then push inside. Like I said, I’m pretty much a virgin with man meat but not unfamiliar with penetration. But there’s a universe of difference between me playing with my hole and someone else doing it. Especially if that someone else is as hot and aggressive as this fucker. He pushes my legs forward and lines up his thick member against my hole, and slowly pushes in. The whites of his eyes shine as does his shimmering wet body. He’s a merman from the sea and he’s diving inside me, burying his thick veined shaft, his foreskin pushing back revealing his velvety knob pushing deeper than even the most daring vegetable has ever gone. How can it hurt and feel so good at the same time? Fuck, yeah, I encourage him. Do it, I whisper in his ear. And he’s in up to his bone. I feel his pubes grinding against my hole, his solid rod spreading the width of my chute apart like its never been spread. I’m trying like mad to get used to his size but he’s frenzied and nineteen and in heat. He doesn’t care about anything but what he wants, and that would be cumming inside me as quickly as he can. I stroke myself and could easily get off this very second. I feel the burn building inside my balls. He’s pounding against them, abusing them with each thrust of his pelvis. Fuck, the thrust and pressure themselves could bust my nut any second I chose to let it, and I’m torn, but Drake decides for me, and holds my legs apart, shudders, breaths strained rushes of air through clenched teeth, and I know he’s cumming inside me deep. I want to cum, too, but I want it to be inside him when I do, so I hold back. It’s an ecstatic moment feeling him rutting inside me, spewing his first load in me, while I wait, watching him return to behind his eyes. His eyes are alive in a new way. Knowing something I don’t yet know. I’m jealous of the fuck. He rolls off me, looking up at the night, smiling. He lies next to me and grabs my hand and brings it up to his mouth, licks it. Doesn’t kiss it, but licks it. That makes me laugh. I comment, “So, we’re batting two for oh, boy-o, aren’t we?” “What’d you mean, boy?” He comes back and leans over my face. He licks my lips. He’s on top of me again, his dick’s still hard. “You gotta cum whenever you can, boy-o.” “Says my wanker roommate,” I say and knock him off me. Both our dicks are hard, standing off our bellies as we lie on our backs squeezing hands. There’s a fireball in the sky, not a small specks of light, but something that lights up our faces. I see his eyes shine. He’s enraptured, blissful. I’m jealous and want his lube. He sees how much lust is in me, scrunches his face uncertain, and grabs for his clothes. “I don’t fucking think so. Turn on your side, boy,” I order. “I don’t know, Dupree,” he says sitting up holding his checkered brief. “I do, Chadwick. Where that tube?” He hands it to me tentatively. “I never…” he begins. “I know. Me neither,” I say back at him. “You'll like it. I'll make sure you do. I’ll go slow. Hell, before, you were ready to have me to fist you.” “What’d’ya mean?” he asks as I lube my cock, shaking my head. I reach between his butt cheeks, those beautiful white boulders I’d first seen this afternoon and have been thinking about ever since. My lubed finger pushes at his hole. Boy is he tight, tighter than when I was fingering him moments ago. He’s purposefully clenching, not wanting me to go any further. “Ow,” he says quietly. “I don’t think I can, Kyle.” “You’re not the only boy scout that comes prepared,” I say rifling through my jean pocket. I pull out my bag of T, lick my un-lubed finger and then a second, and stick them in the bag. I pull out white fingers and rub them on his tight hole. “What is it?” he asks, as it goes inside his chute. He’s lubed enough to take my fingers up to my second knuckle. I rub them all around the wall of his wet rectum. He takes a grimaced inhalation. “It burns, man,” he complains. “Just for a second,” I say. I don’t take my fingers out, but leave them in him. After a few seconds I start wiggling the pair around. Then there’s the first moan I’ve been waiting for. His hole seems to not only be loosening up but wanting more stimulation. Another inhalation through his clenched teeth. My fingers inside are conflicting him. He squeezes. My fingers being squeezed is not of rejection but enticement. He doesn’t yet know it, but he wants more. His brain will catch up to his body, but even before it does I lube a third finger and slip it in, then a fourth. He gasps as he thrusts his hips back to take more of my fingers. I’m more than willing to give it to him. On his side, he pushes up on his elbow while he thrust back his ass and starts rocking gently. I go with his rhythm and let him pump himself on my hand until it’s buried up to the crook of my thumb. “Fuck, man,” he whispers. “Fuck that’s good.” “Yeah?” I ask him. “More?” He answers by pushing harder onto my hand. I lube my thumb and the thickest part of my hand. The thumbnail slides it. He’s pushing on me, hungrily, greedily. My thumb knuckle is buried and still he’s rocking, trying to take in more. He’s hissing on the lawn through clenched teeth, writhing, fingers digging into the turf, wanting something he doesn’t have a name for. “Ah-ahh!” he hollers loudly, and I look around to see if anyone hears us. I then realize he’s swallowed my whole hand. “Wait, wait, wait, wait,” he cries, gulping air like a drowning man, his head drooped over. I can’t believe it either. Neither of us can. But it’s done. I don’t move. I wait. We’re like that for some time, unmoving, sweating into the wet grass. I’m hard as a steel beam. He drops to his side, hissing again through his teeth, the slightest of moans germinated from deep inside his chest. He gently moves his hips. Stops. Tests the water. Pushes back a little. Stops. I let him control what we do, but my dick is getting impatient. It’s jealous of the attention my hand’s been given. I lube my shaft. Stroke it slowly. Try to appease it. But it know what it wants, and where it’s going. I slide up behind Drake, let my knob rest between my wrist and the top of his ass. My cock traces down my wrist finding my palm held open at the entrance of Drake’s body. Drake knows what’s what, and begins a torturous journey against my pelvis. He can’t help himself. He’s drawn to the thought of it like I am. He pushes back as I arch forward, the knob of my cock crawling down my palm into his out-stretched hole. He’s drenched, sweat pours down his back, off his butt, dripping on my arm; his body burning on the lawn. I fear any moment he’ll spontaneously combust, become nothing but ashes. His desire is burning as hot as mine, he’s as determined. I push forward and he pushes back, in small minuscule movements. Then, with a pop and a gasp from both of us, suddenly, like falling through an hourglass, I’m inside his ass, his hot lava ass. He cries out even louder, his fuck is deeper, more lustful, craven. He’s molten inside. His fire surrounds my hand, my groin is a wick ignited. His body makes me insane. My fist and cock move around inside this crushing volcano, my cock clenched tightly inside my fist. No anatomy book prepares you. The body is a body, wet, liquid, flesh, a hundred degrees Fahrenheit, pliable, strong, vulnerable, unimaginable; the mind is only one small occupants of the body. I know what we’ve done, what we’re doing. But it’s not knowing, it’s feeling that composes the body. He feels so fucking good, what I’m doing to him is a violation against his surrender. That makes me even harder. He growling next to me like a mongrel clinging to a bone, my fist, my cock. I lick the sweat off his spine. My free hand reaches across his slick torso, and I grab his steely cock. I fuck him from behind, jacking myself off in him and jacking him at the same time. We’ve found a rhythm we can sustain, not for long but forcefully. I’m breathing through clenched teeth. Wanting to hurt him, wanting to bring him pain and with it, massive, fierce, masculine satisfaction that only males can satisfy in other males. Fuck, he cries with my fist violently ramming up his shithole. We find a plateau of ferocity, a place where I could abuse him indefinitely, and he knows it, I know he knows it, except I’m feeling his dick leak, then spurt, then gush, then his ass squeezes my fist internally. The dominos of orgasm are falling mightily. His seized ass is pulling the cum straight out of me. I have no choice but to shoot, a steady stream of cum liquefies his perfect hole. I quake for a moment at the precipice, appreciate his beauty and his submission, then fall endlessly, rush after rush of pleasure, filling him with me. “Stop. Wait,” he gasps, trembling, after only seconds have passed. “Please don’t move,” he begs as I still feel a stream of semen flow into his bowels. I squeeze my fist to push out a few more drops, a last shudder, and then relax my hand. “I’m not moving,” I say, and it’s true. I’m locked within him. Only he can release me. He’s shaking and I pull him in tightly with my free arm. I stroke his heaving chest. Is he cringing? I can’t tell but his body quivers. I feel his guts rumble and tense, and he shits out my cock and hand savagely with a harsh grunt of exhalation. “Fuck!” I yowl at the intensity of the sensation of having my cock and first aborted all at once. He rolls over on his stomach, buries his face in the grass, his dark hair matted to his scalp. He’s a beautiful mess and I want to hold him. I slip an arm over his broad shoulders but he throws it off, hiding his face in the shadowy blades. I’m stung by his turnaround but I’ll wait for him as long as he wants. I won’t get dress. I’ll wait with him till daylight when the safety officers discovers our naked bodies on the library’s back lawn. I pick up the Mason jar half full of Micky-G’s moonshine, twist open the top and take several unwise swigs. I screw the lid tight and lay back, looking up at the inky sky; watch for a long, long time as meteors and satellites glide across the firmament above us. I lay the back of my hand on the small of his back. He rocks it off. I rise on an elbow. I want him to look at me, to show him I’ll lick his slimy guts off my hand, I have no pride, I’d be his mutt if he'll be mine—but his face remains buried. I lie back and find the rings around nearby Saturn, tick off the moons of Jupiter—Ganymede, Io, Callisto, Europa, Themisto, Amalthea, Elara. I stare into the black holes where the stars aren’t anymore. Observe galaxies whirl, whole universes dance through each other, disburse in a prism of gas. I see far off stars hurtling toward me at a million light-years a second, while others swim into the black emptiness toward oblivion, never to be heard from again. Like people do. “Drake?” I ask a bit panicked at how quickly I'm alone in the universe. “You there?” The vacuum of space swallows the question. u there drake? He’s a digital ghost, a celestial body untethered. I can’t reach him though he’s inches away. I don’t know how to chart this course; I’ve never traveled here before. Did I do something wrong? Do something right? The longer I stare the more I see the stars aren’t white; have never been. Some glow red, some yellow, others are a ghostly blue. I feel the earth rotating under me, the lawn taking me along for the ride. The constellations wheel across the black vault above. Their stories elbow into my brain—the hunter, the serpent, the bears, the belt, the lion, I know them all, just like at home on our trailer’s roof. Same stories, same stars; stories spread down through millennia, through a trillions souls, eventually to mine. I’m drunker than shit and will probably puke in a moment. I’ll push dirt over the puke like it never happened. As I look above my head, upside down at the library windows, three figures stand peering through the glass, backlit, unmoving. Even with the world upside down as it is, the central figure in a blue sweater, with salt and pepper hair, comes into focus. Coach Brandon. What I can’t comprehend in my addled brain, what I can’t wrap my mind around, is why he’s there standing next to a dark figure in a cowl and, on his other side, why there’s a bald guy whose head shines in a mosaic of tattoos. None of this makes sense. Huh. But I can tell you this: coach just winked at me. That’s the second time tonight.

We arrange to meet at his place for a dark room fuck, cum, and go. That was my first time and I must say I was very nervous. It was at a second floor of an office building. A staircase was leading toward a door, so I timidly walked toward it and opened it. It was pitch black and I was not able to see but just a diffused silhouette in the room. When I turned to close the door, I felt a pair of hands gently grabbing my hips and heard a whispered “hi, let me help you” from behind. I said nothing, I closed the door and slowly pulled my pants and undies down. Knowing that as a “go” signal, he started caressing my ass with his hands very gently. I was getting turned on so I bend over a little moving my ass toward him. He stopped for a couple of seconds to grab some lube (at least, what I think it was). I felt the cool feeling of creamy-covered fingers going over my cheeks and finding their way to my hole. As soon as he started playing with my rosebud from behind, I reached over to him and to find his cock. I was slowly massaging it when, grabbing my hips from behind, he made me move to the side of the room, toward a sofa that was barely visible in the dark. He gently made me bent over more, making me to put my both hands in the couch’s arms. I could sense him getting on his knee behind me putting his hands on my cheeks. Grabbing me gently from behind, he opened my asscheeks and started licking my hole with his wet tongue. I was so turned on that I move ass against his face, feeling his tongue pressing against my opening, and fucking me. Before I knew it I was completely bent over on the couch. After a few minutes, he stood up, and started rubbing his cock all around my crack and hole. I think at that point I was moaning something (probably “fuck me”). Without anything else to say, I felt his dick head pressing against my hole. He was able to get it inside me with a single slow gentle push. I do not know how big it was, but the feeling of it getting slowly inside me was unbelievable. He started fucking me at a steady pace up for a while and then all of a sudden he was fucking me faster and deeper. I could hear him groaning more and more heavily. Suddenly, grabbing me by my hips, he strongly held me against his body as he came, unloading all his load well inside me. He had seeded me !!. We stood very steady for what I thought was a minute or two. I loved the sensation of having his cock inside as if it was part of me. No longer after, his cock was getting smaller, so he pulled it out of me. When stood up, my rosebud was gapping and beating like crazy. I suddenly felt something warm leaking out of my ass and dripping all along one of my legs. All the cum that was inside me, was getting out. I tried to squeeze my cheeks to hold it. I wanted to keep it forever inside me!!, but it was in vain. My rosebud was wide open after the wonderful pounding session. As I stood up, I turned toward him, and while caressing his cock and balls very gently I whispered to him a gentle “thanks for making me yours”. I pulled my undies and pants up, and I left the room. When going down the stairs and toward my car, and still feeling the cum getting out of my hole I realized I was hooked and was a bareback cumdump!

My life had changed, but first a little about me. I was an 18 year old virgin, blond, and as I work out regularly I had a really fit tight body. I especially enjoyed swimming to I kept myself shaved smooth and, on this particular occasion, had gotten carried away and shaved-off all my public hair which, of course, made me look younger than my 18 years. I had just left school and got into a big argument with my rents so I walked out with a small back of clothes £50 in my wallet and decided to catch a train to London. When I arrived I had no idea of either what I was going to do, or where I was going to stay. As will all normal sex mad guys of my age I headed for Soho to see the sights, whilst walking around I saw a gay book shop and headed in. I had never thought about guys before but figured they were likely to be the friendliest. As I went in there where two guys a little older than me behind the cash desk it was very clear that they were talking about me by the broad smiles on their faces as I looked around I came across the bdsm dvd’s on the front was a twink boy being split roasted by two older tops as I picked the dvd up one of the members of staff came over damn I was embarrassed, he said to me that’s a great video m8 to boy gets really fucked up, would you like to see before you buy? I nodded and he told me to follow him as I did I noticed his mate smiling, we went out the back into a small dark room with a large plasma screen and a leather couch, he put the dvd in and said enjoy make yourself comfortable and left. As the dvd was playing my cock was getting hard and I released it from my trackies when the other guys came in, I tried to cover up but he got straight between my legs and swallowed my cock straight down to the root, then I noticed the other guy had come in as well and he had his cock out and positioned by my face then he said suck it m8 I had never done anything like this before as I was a virgin as so as I opened my mouth he pushed his cock deep into my throat and started face fucking me. They both stopped and stripped off their clothes and damn they looked good, then they started stripping me of my clothes and stood back as my body was on display. Hey you are so sexy one of them said then he asked if I had ever done this before I said no and that I was a virgin, they seemed shocked and then one of them said do you need a place to stay and too make some money I nodded, he said great left and came back with a camera he said he needed to take some pictures to send to an agency so I could get some work, they started by taking full pictures of my body and hard cock, then got me on all fours to display my virgin cherry and smooth boy butt, finally I was placed on the couch and they asked me to pull my legs back I think they were shocked when I pulled my legs right behind my head, that’s so sexy one of them said as the flash went off. Once they had finished they said to me that the photos would be sent off and that I was to stay a virgin as I would make more money that way, I thought that was going to be it but no, both of them took turns in face fucking me then they both shot their cum over my face taking more pictures. Once done they showed me to the shower and told me to join them in the shop. The shower was really nice, I got cleaned up and headed back to them. Part 2 to cum, the shoot

Incredible story. Just keeps getting better

Anyone know of any links to the few porns vids this lad did (not sure if they were professional or personal). Can''t remember the name he went under. He's got a huge dick and I remember him barebacking a few lads who struggled to take it all. These are from his current Instagram account.

Last night I visited a hot glory hole in East Dayton. This cocksucker has been servicing my cock for over 10 years. In the beginning he would service my cock on his knees while I watched porn in his living room. This guy has sucked me well over 700 times. He is definitely full service - once he takes a cock in his mouth he does not let loose until he has swallowed the entire load and made sure the visiting cock is cum free and ready to go. He has never spilled any of my loads. Yesterday was another spectacular blow job. Well done cocksucker... Well done!

Hey there my sexy pup, I really love the Dad-son relationship direction you have taken your story. Really appeals to my sincere love of incest Especially between a father and his son. Then throwing the uncle in there as well is an especially nice touch. A family who fucks together stays together I always say LOL I must admit though, that no matter what direction you would have taken this story I'm sure I would have loved it. As a fan of you Pup, ?You've had me hooked from the beginning ? so I'm on for the ride no matter what Dark Twisted road that beautiful deviant mind of yours might take us down.❤ LOL. you keep my cock rigid with every word and That's what I'm looking for. LOL. It seems to me that was the reported reaction from most all of your readers until, I believe it was chapter 15, where you presented a couple of potential storylines and then asked your readers for their thoughts and advice on which storyline 2 pursue. I see some of the guys got pretty liberal with their negative comments, And a couple even sounded a bit indignant that you would even entertain the idea the dad might sell his son into the underground world of sexual slavery. I honestly found it a bit amusing that in the fiction/fantasy section of a site of this nature, members are suggesting that you put a limit on just how far you allow your imagination to delve into the dark side haha. This is your story, your fantasy and you can take it any damn Direction you want to son. You got a knack for this style of writing for sure, and I'm just happy as fuck that you are putting it out there for all the rest of us pervy taboo loving Twisted horny fuckers to enjoy. Haha you will always be my number one favorite writer. ? keep on writing just the way you want and I'll keep jerking to every word. ? you're the best. Hugs Jay Anthony

Part 17, Can I ask you something? I had not ever been in Mr. C's bedroom. Uncle Terry was still holding my hand as we entered it was dark except the glow of the fireplace. Uncle Terry lead me over to the bed and patted on it to show I should sit down. The room got brighter as Mr. C was lighting some candles. With each candle flickering I could see a little better. Like the rest of his house, it was super cool. Great abstract and modern art on the walls, this really tall high four post bed. Uncle Terry was then pulling back the covers and rearranging the pillows a little bit. As I sat on the bed, I sunk it, this was the most amazingly soft bed I have ever felt. The duvet was bright white, so soft, pure and clean. The sheets on the bed were really dark blue. I was so comfortable and happy, I just sat there just watching the two of them. It seemed Uncle Terry was pretty familiar with Mr. C's room as he moved around with ease and knowing where everything was. Mr. C went into his bathroom and by the flicker of light emerging, I could tell was lighting some candles in there too. Having pulled back the covers, Uncle Terry walked back around the bed toward me. As he did so, he unbuttoned his shirt. I hadnt noticed until now, but it was beautifully pressed. The bright white of it showed off his dark features well. The carpet of fur that started to be visible with each button had my complete attention. Similar to Mr. C, his body was super sexy. He put his shirt over the back of a chair by the fireplace and came over and knelt down on one knee if front of me. The bed was so tall, my feet didnt reach the floor. I felt his left hand pick up my foot and place it on his thigh. He started to unlace my shoes. I dont know why, I could have helped, but I just sat there watching him. Once my shoe was off, he rubbed my foot for a minute and then peeled my sock off very slowly while he looked up at me and said 'lets get you ready for bed pup.' He then moved over to my other foot and repeated the process. It seemed he took a little extra time rubbing my foot. It felt so nice, I closed my eyes for a minute. Mr. C startled me when i felt his hands on both sides of my t-shirt.... slowly raising it over my head. After taking it off, he folded it nicely and put it on the chair next to Uncle Terry's shirt. Mr. C took his shirt off and folded it and put it in the chair as well. Uncle Terry stood up, took both of my shoes and socks and put them next to the chair too. I chuckled to myself and thought, boy, they are very neat. They sure would have a field day seeing my room. But, this must be the way adults take care of their things. I loved how thoughtful, confident and gentle minded they were. I sat there just absorbing the light from the candles and looking into the fireplace. I then realized, they had taken their sock and pants off and like everything else was neatly folded and put into the chair. They were not wearing underwear, but both had on Under Armour jock straps. It was cool they were such good friends that they didn't seem uncomfortable around each other in just their jocks. Both of them had bodies you would see in Men's Health. So handsome and so well built. True men for sure. I stood up and started to remove my pants. My legs still felt like rubber and I stumbled a little while bending over to pull them off my ankles. Mr. C. was there and caught me. Man, he is so strong. He braced me and stood behind me close while I finished taking my pants off. Understanding the pattern, I folded them and put them in the chair under my t-shirt. Mr. C, took my hand and guided me into the bathroom where Uncle Terry was already brushing his teeth. Mr. C opened the packaging of a new toothbrush, put a good strip of paste on the top and handed it over to me. When he did, I got a really big smile on my face. He cocked his head a little and said, 'whats so funny pup'? I glanced over at Uncle Terry grinning into the mirror while brushing his teeth to make sure he was doing a good job and I looked back at Mr. C and said..'Oh, nothing really. It would probably make me sound stupid.' 'Hey, what did I tell you about calling yourself that?' 'This is just really fun for me. I just haven't had a sleep over with my friends in years. Once I started to grow up, my dad prohibited me from staying with my friends thinking we might try and sneak some girls in. And this is really fun. Well, and I haven't had anyone to remind me to brush my teeth in years.' As Uncle Terry spit, he said, 'Well let's hope this is the beginning of many sleep overs we have. Also, Lukas, I know you probably miss him, but Tony and I would love to be your father figures whenever you need anything.' We all finished out teeth and laughed and joked to make sure we all were minty fresh. It was also quite obvious that my cock again had gotten really hard and my butt stung like it was on fire. I looked down and noticed Uncle Terry's cock head was so hard and big it was sticking out of the top of his waist band. All of a sudden, I panicked, I thought, oh man, how am I going to jack off. If I am going to sleep, I have shoot my load. But, there is no way without them knowing what I am doing. So I told myself to focus and I hoped it would just go down. As we walked back into the bedroom Uncle Terry went around the far side of the bed and slipped in. His super dark features really made a sharp contrast against the white duvet. Mr. C. patted on the side of the bed we were on and motioned for me to climb in. I got in and moved to the middle of the bed. I again couldnt believe this bed, it was like crawling on a cloud. Uncle Terry had lifted the covers over him and nestled me in as Mr. C climbed in on the other side of me. We all three laid on our backs staring at the ceiling. I could feel Mr. C's right leg touching my left leg. Then I felt Uncle Terry's hairy leg brush up against my right leg and my cock got ROCK hard. Like harder than it ever had been. This is so strange, why would that make me so hard? Every time either of them moved even a tiny bit my cock would jump and leak. I then realized I was also letting out a little moan or maybe it was more of a whimper. Mr. C broke the silence and said, 'is everything ok Lukas?' I froze, I didn't know what to say. Shit, what was I going to do. I was like the Oreo filling between these two, I couldn't get out of bed and take care of my dick, but I could tell it was starting to leak. Oh shit, what if I got my pre-cum on his sheets or duvet. I am sure these sheets were not cheap. What do I do? Mr. C, said it again, 'Lukas, are you ok? You seem to be in some discomfort, is the bed not comfortable? Do you need another pillow? What's wrong, please tell me.' 'Well Mr. C. I have a confession. I normally jack off before bed and I am afraid my penis is not wanting to let me go to sleep yet. I am sorry, this is so embarrassing'. Uncle Terry laughed out loud and said, 'oh shit, is that all? Get it out pup, you can shake one out, it isn't going to bother me. Fuck, when I was your age I was jacking off all the time, I didn't care if I was alone, or my buddies were around or my brothers for that matter...' 'Really? you would jack off with your buddies? Like a circle jerk?' Mr. C then laughed and said, 'how do you know about circle jerks Lukas?' 'A couple of my friends at school were telling me about it after hockey practice and said they were going to one and invited me. I asked them what it was and they told me that some guys drop their pants, get hard, jack off and then shoot their loads.' Uncle Terry turned on his side toward me. He was just a few inches from my face and said....'did you go?' 'Oh heavens no. I told them that I ain't gay, but I also heard my dad in my head saying, that touching or pleasuring yourself prior to marriage is a sin and I would burn in eternal hell fire.' 'Your dad sure thinks a lot of hell', Mr. C said. But then he added, 'Lukas, doing a circle jerk does not make you gay. Gay is something you will feel in your soul. Just jacking off with your buddies is just that....jerking off with your buddies. Gay would be something you feel inside you. Like when you see a handsome man you get butterflies in your stomach or your cock twitches. Or maybe like when he touches you, you want him to keep going. You want him to kiss you, you want his hands on you. It is like you cant get this guy out of your mind, you wonder what he looks like naked. You want to see him naked and you want him to touch you. To hold you. But it is not just to jack off. That is just a mechanical need men have.' All the while he was doing that, Uncle Terry was slowly moving his hairy leg against my smooth skin. He was also tracing his finger down my side, he was starting by my armpit and moving down my side to my waste band and then back up again. He was going so slow, I couldn't even see his hand moving above the covers and I was hoping Mr. C couldn't see it. But, holy fuck, my cock was leaking like crazy. It was silent for a minute but Mr. C then turns on his side toward me also. As I laid there on my back, I thought I was about to burst. So I finally said. 'Can I ask a personal question?' They both said in unison. 'YES' 'Would you guys. Well, would you guys mind. Or well, would you guys ever.' Uncle Terry said, 'spit it out pup.' 'Ok, could we maybe do a circle jerk now?' I then felt Mr. C put his hand on my pre-cum soaked underwear and rub my cock. Uncle Terry moved his hand up to my chest and started to circle my right nipple. I again let out a whimper. He kept touching and circling them and I moaned a little louder. Mr. C hooked his thumb around my waist band and pulled each side down little by little. He sat up and pulled them off my ankles. I laid there totally naked and rock hard between these two incredibly hot men. Mr. C shed his jock and I got to see his huge cock. I looked over and could tell that Uncle Terry was shedding his jock as well. Holy fuck, they were naked and laying with me. I felt so at peace. I felt so excited. I was so appreciative they didnt tease or make fun of me. It is just jacking off. It's not gay without all those other things. But I thought to myself about what Mr C said. I wanted them to touch me, I wanted to see them naked, I wanted to feel their hairy chests and legs against my legs. I wondered what their cocks smelled like. I loved how Uncle Terry smelled my neck, and how when he cupped my ass earlier, my cock jumped. Wait Lukas, focus.... you need to focus. This is just a circle jerk. They are just helping you get off. That is all this is. My dad's face popped into my head and said....'Stop thinking those sinful things, you little pervert'. Well, that it did. I shook my head and was back present with Mr. C and Uncle Terry. I was focused again. My cock was being touched. It felt incredible. My mind was reeling. What Uncle Terry was doing to my nipples was incredible. Both of them were totally focused on me. I so wanted to see them work their big cocks but they didn't even touch them. Wow, what self control they have I thought to myself. I finally asked, 'do you guys want to jack off too? I don't think I will last long' Uncle Terry said, 'we both shot a couple loads earlier and might later on...but we are good pup. This is about you. Just two buddies helping our little buddy out right now.' Mr. C said, 'Lukas, would you like to feel something really amazing?' As Uncle Terry applied more pressure to my nipples, all I could do was moan and say....'Yes, yes please Sir.' With that, he took his free hand down to my hole, he was circling around my butt. My butt felt so funny. It felt like he was turning something inside me. But what could it be? But it couldn't be...it didn't really hurt, if felt awesome. The sensation was crazy. It felt so surreal. But yes... it felt like something was inside me? Wow, my mind is just going crazy with these new feelings. Uncle Terry continued to work my nipples from slow circles to little pinches. He was kissing my neck, smelling me again. Oh fuck he is sniffing my neck again. He doesn't know what that is doing to me. Uncle Terry was holding and slowly stroking my cock with one hand and playing with my ass with the other. 'Lukas, you like the way your butt feels?' Again, Uncle Terry's perfectly timed tugs on my tits were driving me crazy. All I could get out was a whimper and a very quiet 'ya, ya, ya'. Uncle Terry was right at my ear and said 'yes Tony, he said he would love his butt to feel better'. Uncle Terry kept whispering to me. 'let go pup, let him play with that hole.' Mr. C was pulling on the plug that was in my hole and pulling on it a little bit and pushing it in, he was sort of fucking my hole without me having any idea the size of this plug inside me. The plug that was keeping all that sperm in me from the woodshed. Making sure that cum was working its way into my system. My moaning and panting and whimpers were picking up. I couldn't keep quiet any longer, I was feeling comfortable with Uncle Terry talking dirty in my ear and Mr. C was driving me crazy between my ass and stroking my cock. I knew I was about to shoot. I was grabbing the sheets on either side of me. I could feel my nuts churning. Mr. C knew it too. He could feel my cock pulsing in his hand. He was timing his stroking of my cock with the movements in my ass. He was in perfect unison. Uncle Terry was no stranger of what was going on in my body and he knew I was reaching climax. My ass was grinding into the bed, my legs kept instinctively opening wider and wider and spasming back closed again. My legs kicking like a horse every once in a while. Mr. C was rocking my cock and the plug, back and forth and Uncle Terry was really working those tits and talking into my ear about being a good boy for them. 'Oh, oh, oh my. Oh fuck. Oh god. Please? Oh fuck yes, please. Please let me cum. Please. Please, I need to cum. Oh shit....' and with that I opened my eyes and saw cum shoot a good three feet into the air. At that exact moment of my first volley of cum shooting out, Mr. C pulled that plug out of my hole. I convulsed not understanding what my ass was going through. I could feel my asslips open wide and blossoming open wide and then closing tightly shut. Trapping those loads in me. Volley after volley of cum shot out. The first three shots were all straight up in the air and 2 to 3 feet. They splatted back on me and Mr. C's hand as they landed. Eventually my cock stopped convulsing and I was panting heavy. Uncle Terry was kissing my head and my ear and my neck and just saying. 'it's ok, I got you, we got you, it's ok, just relax, just breath, we got you pup. He was now just rubbing my belly and settled in next to me. Mr C took his place back laying next to me. Both of them were running their fingers all over me. My chest, my stomach, up to my chin, through my hair. Just planting gentle kisses onto me. My breathing returns to normal and I was just smiling. The more I thought about it, the bigger my smile got. 'What are you thinking Lukas'. 'I am just so happy Mr. C, this has been the best day ever.' 'And how do you feel? How does your cock feel? How does your ass feel?' 'My dick has never felt so good. No one has ever touched it before. Heck, no one has ever touched me before. My butt feels so funny. It is all tingly, warm, wet and stings a little, but it also feels very empty.' Uncle Terry kissed my cheek and said 'lets get some sleep, we can see if it still feels empty in the morning and see what we can do about that then if you like.'

Part 58 - Diving down Ric kept thinking about the day and all of the nearly naked guys he had been checking out. Shane, Marty and Zac had headed down to the game room but he really wasn’t interested in tagging along. Ric put on his workout gear and decided to visit the hotel gym. Just before he walked out of the room, he sent a sent off a text message. He had been debating whether he should do it, but finally decided he didn’t have anything to lose. “hey, Dave. at uni until sunday for swim camp. got THE room, lol. meet?” He had brought a couple hundred dollars with him on the chance he could meet with Dave, but wasn’t sure how much he charged. He had gotten a free fuck when he found out he was poz and another from the club initiation, but figured getting another was too much to ask. He felt he really had a connection to Dave and he loved having sex with him. Dave had changed his life in so many ways and everyone of them was positive. He stuffed the phone back in his jeans and went down to the gym. Ric walked in and there was a couple middle aged guys doing a workout routine. They looked like businessmen and really weren’t his type. He had fucked one guy over thirty years old and that was when he visited an adult book store during Christmas break. He found some older guys to be sexy, but most of the guys that really turned him on were his age to about 5 years older. Besides, if he wanted to fuck an older guy, his dad was always willing. He wandered over to the treadmill and set it up for a mild jog. He wasn’t really a fitness freak, but he found an occasional workout felt good. Seeing some sweaty guys didn’t hurt either. He made it through the first mile when the door opened and one of the coaches that he saw at the swim camp walked in. The guy obviously recognized Ric and nodded before heading to one of the weight machines. Ric kept jogging, watching the other guys and then letting his mind drift to Spencer and the black swimmer from the camp. He had a porno playing in his mind with the three of them fucking each other’s brains out. The door opened again and the four guys working out all looked. Ric was pleasantly surprised to find it was Spencer. The smile on his face must have been too obvious because Spencer came over and said “Hi…. Ric?” Ric chuckled and said “Yeah, you got it right. Hi Spencer.” Spencer took the other treadmill next to Ric and the two jogged along glancing over at each other and occasionally catching the other one looking and then laughing. Ric and Spencer chatted about the day’s swim camp trying not to be too obvious about the growing lust between them. A half hour after Spencer had arrived, Ric decided he had enough jogging for now, unless it was to chase Spencer and rip his clothes off. Spencer slowed down to a walking pace and asked “What are you thinking?” Ric laughed and said “You probably don’t want to know.” “If it’s what I think, then yeah I do” Spencer replied. Ric had seen a couple people go in to the locker room area and hadn’t come out, so he opened the door and saw that there were 2 more doors, one men’s and one women’s. He poked his head into the men’s locker room and saw no one but heard talking coming from the shower and sauna area. Heading back to the gym area, he walked up to Spencer and said “The locker room is taken. Can we go back to your room?” Spencer grinned and whispered “Sorry, I’m sharing a room and he was on the phone with his wife when I left.” “Well, maybe we can use my room. I’ll just put out the ‘do not disturb’ sign and hope my roommates get the hint when they come back from the game room” said Ric quietly. Spencer got off the treadmill and followed Ric back to the room. “Holy shit! What did you do to get this room?” Spencer asked as they walked into room 152. “Its a long story, but its been broken in already” Ric said with a chuckle. Spencer looked around and noticed a small dresser next to the bed with labels on each of the three drawers. He opened the top drawer labeled “B” and found four pairs of leather cuffs, several nylon straps with carabiners, a couple blindfolds, a hood with removable eye and ear patches and a cat of nine tails. His jaw dropped and he muttered “Fuck.” He closed it and opened the middle drawer labeled “T” and found several dildos, three butt plugs in different sizes, several cock rings in metal and rubber, two fleshlights, a sounding kit and a bottle brush and toothbrush, which he thought odd. Ric had walked up next to him and was looking the toy drawer over and said “Hmm, this is new.” Closing the drawer Spencer was almost afraid of opening the third drawer marked “W.” Opening it up, there was a large rubber sheet that fit the bed, a funnel gag, a ball gag and a gas mask with a tube. “What the fuck, dude?” asked Spencer. “I guess the manager really hooked us up with some weird shit” said Ric. “You ever try any of this stuff?” asked Spencer. “Just the cuffs and straps” replied Ric as he took his sweaty t-shirt off and moved closer to Spencer, sliding his hands under his tank top and pushing it up over his head. Spencer turned around and pulled Ric close as he kissed the lips that he had been looking at all day. They were soft like he expected, but Ric was more aggressive when kissing than Spencer was prepared for. Their tongues poked and probed around each other’s mouths. Each seemed to be trying to figure out who was in control. Ric rubbed his hands over Spencer’s chest before moving to his back, feeling the muscles on his shoulders and then down his back. Sliding his hands inside the athletic shorts, he found the strap of his jockstrap and then grabbed each mound of his muscled ass. Spencer ended the kiss and whispered into Ric’s ear “Are you top or bottom?” unsure what he wanted as an answer. “Vers” replied as he pulled Spencer into his body, trapping both of their hard cocks between them. “Fuck yeah! We’re flipping then” Spencer said. Ric slid his fingers between the crack and pressed his finger to Spencer’s hole. Spencer gasped and then moaned into Ric’s ear. He pushed his ass back and with only sweat as lube Ric’s finger went in deeper. The rough finger entering his ass was exciting Spencer. He wasn’t sure if it was just inexperience that made Ric do it or if he liked to fuck rough. He was hoping it was the latter. Ric worked his finger in to the second knuckle and then pulled it out, quickly pushing Spencer’s shorts to the floor. Spencer licked his way down Ric’s body, and stopped at his chest. “Wow, you have a tattoo too. That looks really hot” Spencer said. He licked over the stars and then gently nibbled on Ric’s left nipple. Ric moaned and thought “just wait til he sees the other one.” Spencer continued kissing down his chest, admiring the firm, hairy pecs and the trail of fur over his abs. He could feel the sizable cock that was under the shorts Ric was wearing and was a bit surprised. He pulled Ric’s shorts and trunks down together and the thick shaft slapped him in the face. Spencer jumped back and then his eyes grew as he saw Ric’s cock in front on him. Ric placed his hand behind Spencer’s head and pulled him towards his cock. Spencer swallowed hard, hoping he could take it all in. He licked the tip of foreskin and followed with his lips around the shaft. He pulled the skin back with his hand leaving his tongue to explore the mushroom head and let the foreskin slide back, his tongue holding it from hiding the head. Spencer’s eyes were closed as he worshipped the cock in front of him and he descended taking more of Ric’s cock into his mouth. Moving back and forth he tasted the sweat on Ric’s shaft, getting closer to the base with each bob of his head. When the end of Ric’s cock started to nudge into his throat, Spencer tried all of the tricks he knew to not gag on it. Spencer opened his eyes and went to look up at Ric with his cock about to go down his throat when he saw the other tattoo. He tried to focus which was difficult since he was only a few inches away. He pulled back until he could focus and then he realized what it was. “You’re poz?” Spencer blurted out as soon as the cock was out of his mouth. “Yeah, I am. You cool with it?” Ric said nonchalantly. Spencer was breathing fast and hard. “Uh… uhhh… I… I don’t know” he said. Ric looked down and he could see the wheels spinning inside Spencer’s head. He half expected Spencer to get up and run out of the room. It wouldn’t be the first time that happened and he was sure it wouldn’t be the last. “Oh fuck… I… I just wasn’t expecting this from someone your age” stammered Spencer. “Are you on prep?” asked Ric. “No, I’m not” Spencer said, getting up and sitting on the edge of the bed. Ric figured that was the end of sex for the night. At least Spencer hadn’t run out of the room, screaming like the last guy who freaked when he saw the tattoo. “Why didn’t you say something before?” asked Spencer. “Well, we hadn’t gotten to the point where you were going to be at risk” Ric replied, hiding the truth that he really wasn’t going to say anything. “Risk? You mean you’re not undetectable?” asked Spencer. “No, I’m not on meds” Ric said. “Fuck, I… If… Uh... If this had been last year I would have been all excited to take your load, but I gave up chasing last fall” said Spencer. Ric was startled at what Spencer just told him, but recovered quickly and said “Well, now you have your chance. I’ve got a good history of giving guys the bug.” “Oh fuck… I talked myself out of it last summer… but… now…” Spencer said, his voice trailing off as the debate ran through his brain at 900 mph. Ric put his hand on Spencer’s leg and squeezed. “I understand if you don’t want to do it. But here’s a chance you may not have had when you were chasing” Ric said quietly. After a minute of silence, Spencer turned to Ric and said “Let’s do it.” Ric dragged Spencer to the middle of the bed, flipping him on to his knees. It only took seconds for Ric’s cock to return to its fully extended state and he climbed behind Spencer and spread his tight ass apart, leaning in and pushing his face into the crack. Spencer let out a giggle as he felt Ric’s beard press into the smooth skin. It was a new feeling for him as he realized he had never been rimmed by a guy with a beard. Ric’s tongue was working in overdrive, fucking into the tight hole and getting it to relax. He jabbed a finger next to his tongue and then suddenly pulled back. “Do you want to increase your chances that it takes?” asked Ric. “Uh, sure. But how?” asked Spencer. Ric went over to the small dresser and opened the middle drawer and pulled out the toothbrush. Climbing back on the bed he pulled off Spencer’s sock and then pushed it into his mouth. He ripped the toothbrush out of the package and slowly he pushed the it in. Spencer screamed out, the sock muffling most of the noise. Ric moved it in and out, twisting it around and pulled it out, seeing the bristles now bright red. He set it on the nightstand and then lined his cock up. Ric shoved his cock in, feeling it plow through the outer ring and inside the now bloody tunnel. Spencer screamed out again and Ric could see him shake and sweat. He knew he only had a short amount of time before his friends would be back and started to pound Spencer’s hole. There was no warmup, no nice and easy strokes of his cock to let Spencer get used to its girth and length. In seconds he was bottoming out, his pubes mashed against the smooth muscular ass. He pulled back six inches and then thrust back in. Spencer was grunting with each jab of his cock and Ric moaned in pleasure as he felt the pressure from Spencer’s hole gripping his shaft. It was an urgent fuck and Ric tried to inflict as much damage with his cock as quickly as he could. The thick cock was stretching the tissue and then retreating before it pummeled it again. Ric could feel the wet hole which he imagined was a mixture of ass juices, blood and precum. Faster and faster he pumped his cock in, bare skin slapping together as his body slammed into Spencer’s. Ric started to grunt and his balls tightened up. He couldn’t understand anything that Spencer was yelling around the sock. He might have been asking to ‘stop’ or maybe it was ‘harder’ or something else. It didn’t matter, Ric was too close to do much more than enjoy the rush of flooding another neg hole full of his venomous seed. He drove his cock in deep and could hear Spencer scream again and his cock just pulsed over and over as ropes of cum coated the insides of Spencer’s guts. Ric pulled back a little and let his cock shower near side of the inner ring with his poison. The shots of cum subsided and Ric fell on to Spencer’s back, gasping for breath. They laid there for a while until Ric reached around and pulled the sock out of Spencer’s mouth and then kissed the back of his neck. “Holy fuck! You’re an animal” exclaimed Spencer. Ric chuckled and said “Thanks, I think.” He slowly pulled his cock out of the tortured hole and then said “stay there a sec.” Ric dug back into the dresser and pulled the medium sized butt plug out of the drawer and spit on it before pushing it into Spencer’s throbbing hole. “I need that back before we check out on Sunday” Ric said. He laid down on the bed next to Spencer and the two kissed and stroked each other’s bodies for several minutes. “We should shower before my roommates come back” Ric said. The two got up and went into the bathroom. “Wow, this is amazing” Spencer said as he saw the shower douche setup and the shower for four. Ric laughed again and said “A lot of fun has happened in this room.” They showered and then Spencer put on his sweaty workout gear. Giving Ric a kiss he said “Thanks, that was the wildest fuck I’ve ever gotten.” Suddenly there were a couple fists pounding on the door. Ric unlocked the door and let the Shane, Marty and Zac in as Spencer tried to escape without saying anything. “You dog you. Tagged a coach?” Shane asked. Ric just smiled as he grabbed some clothes and got dressed for dinner.

Part 15, Love wins. I have to admit, I love the feeling of the magic brown bottle, it makes me feel so warm and tingly. I looked to my right and I saw Mr. C walking over to a cabinet. Ahmed took the ear plugs out of my ears as daddy picked up a medicine bottle. He shook it a couple times and put it back in the cabinet and walked my way. He grabbed a bottle of water and said, 'take these vitamins son.' 'More vitamins? I already had 3 of those blue diamond ones. 'These blue ones are different, they will make you strong in another way.' He pushed three of them down my throat and poured some water in and felt me swallow. He looked at Mr Ali and said, 'you are right my friend and as Jack said to Rose. Not here, not this night, do you understand me.'? 'Sweet, shall I send out my notice now Tony?' 'No, no, no, actually we aren't going to do that either. I have another plan. I will keep working with him and his body will learn to want it. He will beg for it without the spell and he will ask me for the gift. But it might take some time, but I am a patient man and plus we have the magic bottle until then. You are welcome to look into a loaner program for my boy with your friends, but he will stay mine. I cant risk one of you being the gift bearer. It will be my love strain and he will look me in the eyes asking for it....someday.' 'Oh Tony, you are passing up a new life, but I get it. I will tell my people they can come visit and pay homage to you for a visit with him, but he is staying put' Mr. C looked back at me and said, 'I think there are a few other men outside that heard about your gift from god and would like to come see it and play with it. Would that be ok boy? After that, we can go home, you have had a big day son.' i thought of going back home and Mr. C said. 'whats wrong pup, you look sad'. I heard mens voices enter the room as daddy slipped a blindfold over my eyes. 'I just thought about going back to my house and seeing my mom and it makes me sad to think of that again. This morning seems like such a long time ago.' I felt someone pick the bottle up off my chest and i heard the top unscrewing and i flinched in surprise as several hands started to touch my legs and stomach. 'Oh son, you are not taking you back to your house. You are staying with me tonight in my house'. 'Really'? I felt a thumb close my left nostril and the familiar smell filled my lungs. Daddy was close to my ear and whispered to me 'yes, and dont worry about that, just open up your pussy for this nice man. He has a birthday gift and a big treat for you'. With that said and as I exhaled, I felt my asslips separate and open wide. And wider. And wider. And wider. Holy fuck, this dude was just huge. I sat up in the sling and felt a strong hand slowly push my chest down. The thumb went to my other nostril and I repeated my breathing exercises. I soon felt his pubes tickling my groin and he shoved a little deeper just to make sure I knew he could. I let out a scream and my hands went up to the chains over my head. I held onto them and tried to pull myself up and off of him. But I was stuck. My legs were stretched to the limit and there was no where I could go. He moved forward and kept me fully stretched. It felt like he was half way to my neck inside of me. I tried a different approach as he started to back that huge cock out of me. I leaned forward again to see if I could somehow reach the chains my feet were attached to. There was no use, I couldn't reach those either. I felt his very powerful hand on my chest and this time he pushed me back into my fur sanctuary and spoke. 'If you relax boy, this is going to be a lot easier on you. I dont give a fuck, we can do this the easy way or the hard way. Your choice. Get some more magic medicine in him and give him a spray of candy if he needs. But get his calm and relaxed.....this bitch needs to be opened up.' Wait, that voice, I know that voice. 'Thanks for letting me close up the shop early Mr. C, you are right, this is too good to miss' the man said to Mr. C. 'Jax? Is that you?' 'Damn straight little bro, so relax, I got this. Take my big black dick into your little pink pussy boy. Fuck baby you are tight...' I heard the spray can spray and felt a finger pry my mouth open. I felt a towel enter and the finger pushed my mouth shut. Daddy said, 'bite on the cold part and wrap your lips around the cloth and breath deep through your mouth.' With that he pinched my nose shut. I breathed in deeply several times and it felt like I was getting far away again, like I was hovering over the hammock. The voices were indistinct and my hole was visible in my head like it just blossomed wide open. I was in a dream? I feel so funny. I feel so alive. I could hear voices, I could hear the chains rattle. I could hear daddy talking in my ear but I couldnt figre out what he was saying. It seemed like a couple minutes later I started to feel like I was settling back into my body and Jax's voice became louder and more clear. 'Fuck, I love the look and bloody scent of red on my cock. Its like Neapolitan ice cream, vanilla, chocolate and now some pink strawberry. Oh fuck that is some deep dicking that pussy can take. Jesus his pussy is swallowing me hole. He was fucking me so hard i felt my nipples being tweaked. It was like I could feel every vein of his big cock rippling across my ass lips as he went in deep again. Deep and holding it deep into my hole. He was rubbing his thumb just above his cock on the tender part of my boy pussy. He was rubbing and pushing and I was going crazy. I felt something warm on my cock. Something wet and warm. Was someone sucking me? Who would do that? Oh fuck, I cant believe this feeling. Jax's voice was so sexy, telling me about how my asshole gripped him every time someone would pinch my nipples. Telling me to clamp down on that big fucking dong because I was about to get his gift. I had never had so many gifts on my birthday before. I felt so special. These men are so nice to help me celebrate and to teach my pussy how to open up they hardly needed to bring me gifts too, but so cool they did. Jax was pulling his dick all the way out and then slamming it back in and I heard him say. 'Look at that cunt gape. She is dilated to a half dollar size if not more. Someone get a flashlight. Look inside that pussy hole. Oh fuck, look at that. Look at all the cum being churned into butter. It is coating the walls. All those little swimmers trying to burrow their way home. Swim you little fuckers, swim, I got the next team of swimmers about to dive into the pool, the all black swimmers from my school. I could tell he was picking up speed, faster, deeper, faster, deeper, oh fuck he was going to deep. 'Oh daddy, it hurts me daddy, it hurts.' 'You need to relax, take your big brothers babies. You are going to love when he uses you baby. By the sweat on his chest you should be done in 5, 4, 3, 2, you ready? 1.' 'Ohhhhhhhooollllyyyyyy Fuckinggggggg mercy of goddddd, knocking that little tight virgin pussy up with my baby batter. ' I felt him convulsing several more times until he started to slow down. But I was still getting sucked by someone and couldn't control it any longer. I was going to fucking blow my load. I started to moan and let out a whimper. 'oh, oh, oh god'. But it stopped. I could feel the cum welling up in my nuts and right before it shot out he stopped. Why, why would someone do that? I felt his hand squeeze my dick. I felt something happening. What is going on? My cock was being squeezed tight, but I am going to cum? Oh that hurts. Oh that is amazing. Oh fuck. 'Oh my god, I am going to shoot. Can I shoot? Please let go of my cock, let me touch it. I felt my hands being grabbed and pulled over my head. Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, I am going to cum. And with that I shot a load out of my cock.' Mr. Ali laughed and said 'oh to be young again, that first shot easily caught 4 feet of air' I felt my cum splatter back onto me what seemed like seconds after it left my cock, it must have had quite a good hang time. Volley after volley of cum shot out. Dropping all over my chest in big globs. I was panting and sweating. I felt several tongues licking on my chest. Out of the corner of my right eye, I saw Ahmed go to one of the cabinet. There were all these really strange looking things in it. He picked up this big red thing and brought it over to Mr. C and said. 'why dont you use this ass plug so his gifts dont all escape by the time you get him home'. I felt my daddy put his hand on my head and took the blindfold off. I squinted to see again, but he was looking right into my eyes from a few inches away and said. 'Be strong for a minute ok? Can you push out a little like you are on the toilet? Not really hard, but push out your pussy, yeah, good, just like that. A little more pup.' I felt something kind of cold and slippery pushing into me. 'Be strong, be brave, you almost got it. One more push' And with that my hole hurt really bad but then closed up a little bit. Daddy asked, 'how do you feel.? 'Very full' He kissed my forehead and looked into my eyes again and said 'I love you Lukas'. I smiled and said, 'I love you to Mr., I mean, I love you too daddy.'

Uncle Pete was lying beside as we smoked. I was thinking about all that had gone on since I first ssked my uncle about getting fucked for the first time. Jeff had made love to me in Key west, gave every load to me bare. My ear now sported 3 piercings, (like Unle Pete and Jeff), and I was smoking cigarettes regularly. I came to the realization that I was probably HIV positive, probably from Jeff's load. Oddly, I wasn't angry or confused. We dressed and went downstairs where Jeff was fixing lunch. We ate our lunches outside. Then Jeff showed me a website called Breeding Zone and a story he had posted about charging his partner's nephew. Our Key West story. I actually got hard reading the story. At that point I finally mustered the courage to ask, "How will I know I am positive?" Jeff, looked at me and said, some guys get something called the "fuck flu" and some don't. The only way to be sure is to keep taking our bareback loads. With that my unclev said, Todd, you up for some more. Three minutes later the 3 of us were up. The air smelled of poppers and cum and over the course of 4 hours my ass had been loaded with 6 more loads of cum. For the next six weeks the three of us engaged in sex. Me with my uncle, me with Jeff, and my uncle and Jeff together. Finally the day arrived when the piercing studs could be replaced with hoops. Part 6 to come soon......

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Part 13. My calling from God. I laid there in a heavenly state. Mr. Terry stepped away and said to my daddy, 'Now that we exchanged our gifts for and got our cherry, I will go figure out the order and a plan for the rest of them. You get him ready.' Daddy pulled up a stool next to me, i felt him arranging the fur blanket so I was tucked and nested in. After making sure i was comfortable he sat down on the stool and leaned in to kiss me on my leather hooded forehead. He used his finger to slowly and lovingly move my chin and the rest of my head toward him. I looked into his eyes and felt I belonged. For the first time, I felt loved, full and had purpose. He traced his fingers over my smooth chest and paid extra attention as he circled around my nipples. Stopping slowly to pinch, flick or just twist them very gingerly. He was staring deep into my eyes and me deep into his... as he said, 'Son, do you still feel the medicine or do you need more?' I still had my mouth covered with the hose. He reached under my head and started to unlace and unzip the hood as he commented, 'lets get this off of you for a little bit'. As he pulled the hood off my head, my ears and skin felt so connected to the room and space rather than distant. My head felt all sweaty as it came exposed to the cool air of the woodshed. As he petted my head and combed my hair with his fingernails, he looked back into my eyes and said, 'I am so proud of you, you took our horse cocks like a champ. Do you understand the importance and meaning of that?' I moved my head left to right telling him no. He took the brown bottle and held to my nose and continued to look inside of me. I started to inhale deeply and looked back. He knew when my lungs were full and without saying a word, closed my other nostril and moved the bottle to the other side. We just stared at each other without a word. He did this a third time and start to talk by saying....'I suspected when you told me earlier about how when you touch your nipples it tingles in your asshole. Do you remember telling me that pup?' i nodded. 'Well I guessed then that it meant that you are a very .... and I mean VERY special child of god.' Although i kept staring, my eyes got big and my head tilted as I was confused and I said, 'really? do you think? my father said I was a bastard and that god made me as a mistake'. He held the brown bottle to my nose again and said, 'Your father was wrong about a lot of things, this is the most important. God put you on this earth with a purpose, a very special and rare purpose. You see, almost all pussies are on women like you learned in school. And you remember what we know about women and their pussies? 'Yes, they harbor disease that will make men weak and sick and lure us to the eternal hell fire,' I said with confidence. He smiled, move the bottle to my other nostril and said 'exactly. Their cunts are dirty, poison and evil. However, every once in a while, every very rare once in a while,... very very rare. God will give a boy a pussy.' He put the cap on the bottle and laid it on my chest nestled between my two well defined pecs. He started to pet my head nice and slow putting my short blond hair back into place. He then nodded and allowed me to release the vapors from my lungs. He said, 'Lukas, I cant believe it, but you are one of those special children of God that has a boy pussy.' I smiled and he nodded and smiled even bigger and said. 'Yes, can you believe how lucky you are? Do you understand the importance and significance of that?' I must have had a puzzled look on my face of curiosity because he kissed the tip of my nose like a puppy and said. 'Yes, glory be to God, you have a boy pussy.' This is the greatest gift you can be offered from God. He paused and said, well second greatest gift, but I bet you have the first greatest also, it is just too early to know yet.' 'Wow, i feel so blessed, thank you for figuring that out for me, I did always feel different than my friends and siblings. Mr. C, this birthday is just getting better and better.' 'Oh son, this is just the beginning. Do you have any idea how having a boy pussy will change your life?' I became very puzzled by the question and said....'well....no, not really.' He picked up the bottle off my chest and gave me two big hits. I held on the second as he screwed the cap back on and returned it to my chest. Once he nodded I exhaled and although totally flying, I somehow still hinged on every word he said. 'Lukas, this means that you can help men. Any and all men that need relief for their cocks, some of us several times a day.' I felt my cock jump and he smiled again and said 'see.... Men will be so happy as they learn about your boy pussy. It means you can pleasure them with your boy cunt. Your beautifully bald smooth pussy can give their cocks great happiness, just like you just gave me and Mr. Terry.' He put his index finger on my hole and was rubbing circles around it while his other hand played with my titties. I looked down and saw my cock was leaking another big pool of precum all over my belly. As he continued to finger my hole and tweak my tits, he continued and said, 'Yes, men will come from all around, every man is going to want a piece of that pussy and you were put here to help them. It will be like the wise men and everyone coming to the stable to see the new savior. To help them ejaculate their cocks into you so they dont have to tempt fate but seeking the pleasure from those dirty cunts on their wives or girlfriends or other whores.' 'Oh like those places down on Front street?' I asked. 'Exactly, those and others, there is such a huge need for boy pussy. Lukas, do you remember Mr. Ali and all those men up in the house?' I nodded, 'oh yeah, I remember. Do you think even them could use some boy pussy.' 'Oh, heavens yes Son, many of them told me that personally, they have been waiting a long time to try and find some boy pussy.' 'Do you think any of them would be interested in mine? I mean, it is new and probably not all that good since I dont really know how to use it well yet and it currently feels very wet or messy and sticky.... but we could ask them if you think I could help any of them? He picked the brown medicine bottle up and started to prepare me for more hits. As I took my first breath in, he said. 'You know Lukas, the more you use your pussy and the more you share your pussy with others, the smarter it will become. In fact, it will begin to know what cocks need and want and it will learn to please them greatly. You know what else Lukas?' 'What daddy'. As he moved to the other nostril. 'It is even ok once you have had your medicine to ask a man if he would like to use your pussy. Some men will just take it, but others would find it so sweet of you to not only have a boy pussy but to offer it to them on your own. You dont have to wait for them to ask you. Understand? 'Yeah, I think so. But for now, I will look to you. If you wink at me, then I will know I should ask them....ok? He recapped the medicine bottle and returned it to the cleft in my chest. 'He slowly moved his hand up behind my ear and petted me again, and said, 'Yes, that is a great idea. Yes son, please look at me, and I will give you permission. That way they will know you are my boy and I give your pussy to them for enjoyment.' There was a knock at the door and Mr. C said, 'yes, enter.' 'Awesome, thanks Mr. C, I mean, thanks daddy.' 'Son, you remember our host, Mr. Ali?' I looked at Mr. Ali. He was standing there with his robe partially open, exposing that dark black carpet of fur. I looked at daddy and he winked. Even in my fog from the medicine I knew why he did that. Actually I knew and felt it as I looked at my own cock hard as a rock and staying warm in my puddle of precum on my belly. Therefore, I looked back at Mr. Ali and said. 'Mr. Ali, I have a boy pussy. Maybe you would help me and play with my pussy? I never knew I had it until today, but if you need some pussy, you are welcome to have mine.' He glanced quickly over at daddy and then quickly stepped between my legs still suspended to chains and said, 'I would enjoy nothing more pup'.

In principle, HIV criminalisation is problematic, since it prevents people from attaining treatment and makes people go underground. Honestly, my position on infection people with HIV is jaded, especially since I was stealthed myself, that's why I am of the opinion stealthing should be a crime. That said, while I don't agree with bug chasing, at least it's consensual, compared to the sick fuck in the UK who was taunting guys he infected. You might say to someone who was stealthed having HIV isn't the end of the world, but it's the end of the world they knew. That means relationships they've had in the past are either on the verge of ending or are over, if the partner does not want to work things out. It means juggling who should know you're poz and who doesn't. It also means navigating new relationships, having to disclose your status if you live in a state like Florida, or hiding it if you're afraid of the stigma. It also means hooking up is a lot harder. I'm not of the same opinion of those who are bug chasers, or those guys who chose to not take their meds if they're poz, but having HIV is not the most glamorous of fates for anyone. And to be honest I can forgive accidental exposure, or if the guy didn't know he had it while infecting others, but that sick shit bragged about it in his texts. It may not look like it to you, but he ruined those guys lives, and I for one think that California, while the reform is well-intentioned, needs to have safeguards for sick fucks like the one in the UK.

Love drinking it as well Don't mind at all if it gets all over me too

Part 2; I knelt in between his legs, spreading them, and jabbed in his toothbrush. Brushing vigorously as I would my own teeth. I could tell it was really hurting him as he yelped and winced, but he seemed a real natural at pushing through the pain barrier. I took out the brush, and it was covered in blood. This nasty pigs depravity needed a lesson, and with that thought I stuck my Dick in. Fuck, I LOVE that wet and warm feeling of flesh to flesh! I fucked him doggy for several minutes, withdrawing for a rest. My Dick was covered in his cunt blood. 'Lick that up'. 'Yes Sir. Sorry for being such a messy piggy' He licked his blood from my Dick as he looked up at me with his subservient 'I am worthless, do what you want with me' expression. 'Get on your back'. He was clearly naturally submissive as he was immediately on his back, and holding his legs in the air by his feet. I put the tip of my toxic Dick at the entrance to his cunt, and leaned over his torso with mine, our faces meeting, my Dick sliding in as far it would go. I commenced fucking him, slowly, yet deep, our eyes locked together as we bred. 'You absolutely sure you want infecting?' 'Yes Sir. I stand by everything I have already said. It is what I need, what I deserve. I decided this a few years ago. And now I am completely ready to be violated'. 'You twisted sick fuck' ...I spat in his face! This caused him to open his mouth wide, keeping it open, and hyperventilate with lust. I repeatedly spat in his gob. All of this suddenly made my Dick pulsate. He felt this and began milking my Dick. I felt myself getting close... 'Right, you fucking asked for it you nasty whore' 'YES Sir, fucking breed my neg cunt with your Poz cum'. That was it, his last chance gone, and with a few strokes I started spewing my poison inside his nasty cunt, holding still as my Dick unleashed toxic cum with each orgasmic twitch of my shaft, continuing to spit in his mouth. I slowly grinded my shaft for a few more minutes, probably pushing what he was after even deeper. 'Thank you Sir, very very much'. I pulled out, upon where he handed me his toothbrush... 'Brush hard inside my nasty cunt again please, Sir' The Nasty pig!

I spent the night working my fingers in his hole, I got 4 fingers in before he started complaining in his drowsy state. I decided to stop, he will be sore tomorrow. I flipped him over, and got out the chastity device, locked his cock up and left a plug on the night stand. “I have the key to the device, you can only cum with me. The plug is to go in when you get home from work after you prepare for me to come over,” I wrote on a paper on the night stand. I called him at 6am sharp to make sure he woke up in time for his morning routine. Sure enough he answered. “Hello?” he sounded groggy. “How are you feeling slut?” “Tired but good, I’m going to start my yoga, eat and go to work. You can text me though.” He was slowly getting back to normal. “I know slut, I like my bottoms flexible and responsible. Less work for us tops. You are to do your yoga naked today, and all curtains in the house are to be open.” “Y-Yes Sir” he stuttered in reply. “Is your pussy sore?” “Surprisingly no, Sir.” “Then you will put the plug in for yoga too, did you enjoy last night?” “mmhmm” “More to come tonight, have a good day slut.” I said as I hung up. I kept thinking about what he said last night, it made my morning wood scream to be played with. But I have to wait, save every load for this boy’s ass. “Fuck me until I’m pregnant” rang in my head. I can do that, I can fuck him until he’s pregnant. I remember seeing a story or two online about bottoms and tops whose fetish it is to become infected with HIV. It made me nervous, am I willing to become HIV positive? I just met this kid, he told me about his dreams and ambitions. He has a lot to look forward to, I on the other hand am set in life. I went to the computer and started researching HIV and AIDS, I remember studying it in dental school, everything has to be sterilized and new for each patient so we don't spread it. My research turned into edging as I found websites with videos of hot bottoms taking raw anonymous loads. Tops telling their bottoms they were going to be “POZ” after this fucking, “take my poz load”, “give me your poz load”. This was so new to me, but it was as intoxicating to watch and hear as the porn stars themselves. I almost stroked to orgasm and it seemed to pull me out of the mindset I was in. “Give it more time Rich,” I said to myself as I got ready for my day at work, “he’ll come around.” My day again was packed and it distracted me from the thought of this boy’s perfect ass. On my lunch break I looked at pictures I took of his ass as he was passed out. He took my cock like a pro bottom, he could be a little more vocal, but he flexed his hole at the right time during my thrusts, and the whole night was about me, his top, and my pleasure in using his body. I’ve never found that before, some bottoms can be so selfish, they cum as I fuck them and then they want to stop because they’re spent, not this boy. Would he really become gay? Is this possible? He showed me a picture of his girlfriend, he really knows how to choose them. He wants kids and comes from a nice family, how would they feel about his coming out? How would they feel about how his boyfriend being 20 years his senior? “Sir your next patient is here” my assistant peaked her head in the door to my office. “Thank you, be right there.” I replied, “back to work rich” I said to myself tying my hardon into my scrubs belt to calm it own. I went home and showered, my cock was hard the whole drive home, and the entire time I got ready to go over. “What to do tonight… “I thought to myself. It didn’t take long to know exactly what I was going to do tonight. “Is the plug in slut?” I text him. “Yessir, I’m ready for you when ever you’re ready” he replied. “Good, when I arrive, come out to the car and grab my bag, and walk me back into the house, see you in an hour.” I pulled up to the house he was watching and honked, surely someone will look out the window wondering if the honk was for them. I saw a shadow in the front window, the curtains were still wide open. He was hesitating, that’s the wrong thing to do. I honked again, a light turned on in the front room of a neighbor’s house, and the porchlight turned on at another house. Finally, Trevor emerged from the dark walkway to the front door. I rolled down the window, “Trevor, go turn on the front walk light, and come back to retrieve me and the bag.” “Y-yessir” he ran back to the house and turned the light on, and ran back to the car, he cock bouncing in the jock strap still locked tight. “Well?” I stood there outside the front door of my car, “I won’t remind you how to greet your lover” He quickly gave me a kiss on the lips, grabbed the bag and I held out my hand to walk back to the house with him. “No drinks tonight, I want you to be aware of everything we do to you tonight” I said when we got to the kitchen. He clearly caught what I said. “We?” his eyes opened wider. “Yes, we. You can’t really expect me not to share the best bottom I’ve ever had do you?” I said. “Head to the bedroom, and put this on, I’ll be in in a moment and tape your wrists to your ankles ass up”, and handed him a blindfold. He looked scared as he walked to the bedroom, his beautiful ass bouncing with every step, the plug glistening with leftover lube. I opened a beer and took out my phone, pretending to call people, inviting them over to fuck my “slutty bottom”. After a few “calls” I went to the bedroom. And used fetish tape to tape his wrists to his ankles like I said. Then took out my Bluetooth noise canceling headphones and put them on his head. Right before I turned them on I asked him, “my friends are on their way, your job is to please them with your pussy as you’ve pleased me. Do you want their cocks raw, or do you want them to cover up?” “I don’t know Sir” he replied. I opened up a popper bottle, and put it under his nose. “deep breath, and then answer me again slut”. After a few deep breaths I could see the plug moving about as the poppers did their job bringing ecstasy to his hole. “Raw, please” He moaned. “My friends are pretty slutty, what if they have something bad?” To my surprise he moaned, and replied, “I don’t care, I just want cum in my ass” “Wow what a good gay little bottom” I turned on the headphones and left the room turning off the lights. I came back in and started feeling up his smooth ass, spanking him once. I took out the plug and lubed up my cock a little, before slowly entering his slightly open inviting hole. I went slow, letting my hands travel his tight body, every once in a while, giving him a playful slap on the ass. I used slow deep strokes, bouncing my hips off his ass trying to take my time. His perfect hole got the better of me, I couldn’t take it anymore, pressing my cock as deep as I could into him I came. I took my cock out, shoved the plug back in and gave him two little slaps on the butt, “Guy #1” is done. I left the room, he was wiggling a little relishing the load I just put into his ass, probably wondering who it was. I opened a beer, and went outside to smoke a bowl of weed. I entered again, making sure the light from the hallway crossed his vision, he can’t hear me but I’m sure he cans see a little light. I walked to the side of the bed, tweaked his nipple and he jumped a bit at my touch. I spit on his face and his mouth opened with surprise and desire. I spit into his mouth, and gave his nipple another squeeze. I went around the back and pulled his cummy hole open with 2 fingers from each hand, peering inside. He fought my fingers but with a little more play his ass started to relax, I took advantage and shoved my fully erect cock into his ass to the hilt in one thrust. He yelped, I reached down and pulled his nipples hard as I continued to rail into his messy pussy. I started to take my cock all the way out and rammed it all the way back in, his hole was still matching my thrusts, he really is meant to take cock. He relaxed as I exited, leaving his hole gaping and ready for my next full thrust. I again couldn’t take it very long despite just cumming minutes before. “Guy #2” came deep into his ass, and spit on his face one more time before leaving the room. I went to the master bedroom, and searched through the owner of the houses’ medicine cabinet, sure enough I found cologne, and sprayed a little too much on. “Guy #3” will be fucking him next and who knows, maybe the next time my slut sees his family friend, he’ll recognize the cologne and wonder if this guy actually fucked a load into him that night. I walked into the bedroom, my slut’s ass slightly gaped, glistening with cum, his balls hanging lower than the chastity device will allow his cock to grow. I slowly go onto the bed, the EDM music still keeping him oblivious to who was going to be entering him, he could feel the bed shift, I heard him softly moan, and rock backwards a bit almost begging for a cock. I reached out and grabbed his balls, wrapping my index finger and thumb around them, pulling them towards me. I gave his balls a nice rub with my other hand, and could feel him tense up, preparing for them to be roughed up. I gave them a nice pat, and he didn’t jump, but he moaned, I gave them a harder pat, yet again he moaned in approval. I sprayed poppers into the towel and pulled his hair lifting his head and shoved his face into the towel. Sure enough he relaxed a bit, ready for more abuse. I started tugging and pulling on his balls, giving them a squeeze and a slap every once in a while. He was loving it, I was nervous about how hard to hit them, but I kept going, his groans of pleasure from the abuse kept me rock hard. I couldn’t bare it any longer, I want his ass again, I shoved my cock in his ass and he met my full thrust, if I can’t make him gay these poppers definitely will. My mind drifted as his ass swallowed my cock, milking it and begging for its cum, I wonder what he would do if I got him pregnant with an HIV+ load. Would he become mine? Would he be mad at me and leave me? I don’t want him to leave, I could fuck this perfect ass forever. His girlfriend would definitely be heart broken, losing such a stud, would he tell her the truth? Would he tell her he loves men now, or at least being fucked by them? He could get her pregnant, that’s not fair, his DNA forever being a part of her. I will test him, what will he do when he realizes he’s a HIV positive gay man meant to take cock? The thought of him coming out to me, and telling me he’s chosen me over women put me over the edge, I came mid thrust, my cock feeling sore from the nights festivities. I stayed inside him, his straight tease of an ass still milking my softening cock like a pro. I relaxed and let a stream of piss into his ass, I was so distracted I didn’t even realize how bad I had to go. My slut moaned, I could feel piss surrounding my cock before being swallowed by his large intestine, taking my load deeper than its ever gone into his ass. I finished, pulled out and got off the bed, dug through my bag and put the largest plug I had into his full ass. It popped into his ass with a little piss escaping, and with that I left the room to clean up. I came back and like a good bottom he didn’t complain about how full his stomach felt with piss and cum. I took off the head phones and turned them off. “So how did you like my friends?” I asked. “How many were there? I got kind of distracted by the poppers.” He replied. “Well… how many did you wish me to invite over?” I said, cutting through the bondage tape and helping him up to take him to the bathroom. “I’m so horny I wish there were 10 or more” he laughed, “this cage is surprisingly comfortable but man is it frustrating and keeping me horny.” “I’m sorry to say only 3 could make it tonight” I lied. I would introduce him to more cocks, but for now I’ll keep him safer. “oh ok, can I release this?” he said pointing behind him to the plug keeping piss in his ass, “I’m pretty sure your last friend pissed a gallon into my body.” “I know I was watching them all, you took them like champs, I didn’t know your balls could take such a beating, could you have handled more?” “Ha – with those dang poppers I felt like I could’ve taken anything” he said sitting down onto the toilet, reaching down and pulling out the plug, piss gushed out of his nice loose ass. “I know you like them being abused, but I was worried that with enough abuse you could go sterile” “Well if I can’t have kids there no real need to have a girlfriend or a wife is there”, he said wiping his ass, “I want kids, but it happens to people even when they haven’t had their balls tortured ha ha.” “So you’d become gay if you were for some reason sterile?!” I said shocked “Well don’t crush them to a pulp, or take them off, but yeah I don’t see why not, if I can’t have kids the normal way, I can adopt with anyone right? Plus my brothers will further the family line” “What if one of the guys tonight was positive for HIV? He stared at me for a second, “They weren’t right?” he said worried. “They said they were clean, but sometimes they don’t know or are between tests, I can bring a test over if you want, you want to be gangbanged, do you really expect to stay negative with strangers taking your perfect ass? And trust me a lot of strangers will want your ass.” “A gangbang does sound hot, tonight was great, they all had pretty good size, and each was different. I guess it’s like becoming sterile, it comes as a consequence of my playing. I’d want to make sure I don’t spread anything to my girlfriend though, she doesn’t deserve anything like that.” “Well I hope to make you fully gay before you catch anything you could give to her. I want to make some more ground rules for you.” I grabbed his hand and walked him to the bedroom, sitting down onto the edge of the bed, I pulled him to me, and made him sit facing me on my lap. I grabbed his head and we started to make out, he sure was horny, his hips were rocking back and forth as our tongues explored each other’s mouths. I picked him up, our mouths locked, and laid him underneath me in bed. “You’re the best bottom I’ve ever had” I told him looking into his eyes. He smiled, “thank you, you’re definitely the best top I’ve had.” “Is this the best sex you’ve had gay or straight?” “I’ll be honest, before you I’ve never enjoyed kissing a guy, I was super nervous coming over the first time after your ad said kissing was a must. I’ve never gotten hard with another guy befo-“ “Bull shit” I interrupted. “no really, I’ve never gotten hard while being fucked like some of those guys in porn. I read once that some of them are just hot straight guys doing it for the money, but I got hard with you and it made me question myself.” “Do you think you’re becoming gay?” I asked “I don’t know, but I’m really enjoying this and excited to see what else is instore, I always thought if I came while being fucked it’d mean I am gay” “Have you cum while being fucked?” I said reaching for his locked cock. “No not yet” he answered reaching for my hardening cock. “Ready for my rules?” I said and he nodded in anticipation. 1. Jock straps is all you’ll wear for underwear 2. No more straight porn, only bareback gay porn 3. I want you to be able to do the splits, so add stretching to your leg routine at the gym. 4. From now on, you greet me, and say goodbye to me with a kiss. 5. From now on, all contact with your girlfriend will be because she initiated it, not you. 6. If you don’t want her to see the jock straps, go commando. 7. I need the addresses of your work, gym, home and I want your girlfriends name and address where you stay on weekends. 8. If you cum from being fucked, you tell her you enjoy being fucked in the ass. He seemed to like the rules, he was laying on his back, a small smile forming. “What do you think?” “I like them, can I add one?” “Please do” I said, wondering what he could add to that. “If for some reason I can’t have kids, or if I become HIV positive, I’ll break up with her and come out” “Wow are you serious?” I said pulling back in surprise that this would be a rule. “Does the thought of catching something turn you on?” “yeah, weird huh, it kind of does turn me on to think about, plus if my balls and sperm are useless, might as well be a complete bottom, right? “Wow, you must be ridiculously horny, you’re talking crazy” I told him, “do you want to cum?” “No”, he smiled and got closer to me giving me a deep kiss, going back to where we left off.

The story continues... Every time Ray visited the clinic the doctors got more and more worried about his ever increasing viral load. They insisted he refrained from any sexual activity, which he complied. The medication seemed to have no effect on him. But at home, he felt his sexual libido increasing daily and the urge to fuck others was growing within him. Only the sensible advice from the doctors' prevented him carrying out his desires. But as time passed, the call for him to fuck outgrew his restraint. Ray headed off to his local sauna despite his obvious toxic state. He went straight to the darkroom to check out any unsuspecting victims. There was only one older guy in the room, who was offering his arse for the taking. So Ray took the opportunity. His cock immediately sprang to attention at the thought of violating his hole. With a hard push Ray inserted his cock deep inside the man and proceeded to thrust in and out, increasing in momentum as his toxic spunk started welling inside him. As the first of his semen started spurting out of his cock, Ray could swear he felt his cock growing inside the man, now being flooded with extremely toxic cum. As the sexual pressure was released by the release of his spunk inside the man, so a feeling of shame came over him and he rushed away to shower and then left the sauna with pangs of guilt, realising what he'd just done. For a whole week, Ray felt very anxious about what he'd done and then the urge to spread his seed came over him again as if someone were directly telling him to go out to infect others. This time Ray chose the most busy day of the week to visit the sauna. He aimed again for where the best action would be and the room was filled with people offering themselves or fucking those available. His cock became instantly aroused as he approached his first bottom of the afternoon and he plunged his dick, without ceremony, straight up the inviting hole. He felt the excitement of ploughing this hole with his still extremely toxic penis. It slid in and out surprisingly effortlessly and the excitement was such a turn-on that he was soon shooting his toxic load inside the bottom. What amazed Ray was that this only increased his sexual desire for more and his tumescence remained unwaveringly erect. So he wasted no time wasting another of the waiting holes with his magnificent member. In and out he triumphantly slid his cock towards another glorious explosion inside the unsuspecting guy. Ray was surprised at how he not only was able to keep up with his rhythm, but that as he came even more of his spunk flew up the guy than the first time. He was still rock hard and ready for more. So he moved on to the third hole inviting a good shafting. As he was pushing the tip of his cock into this guy, he felt someone else behind him manoeuvring their cock to shove it into his own arse. Ray welcomed this attention and didn't object as he found himself between two guys, one he was fucking, the other fucking him. As the guy behind him came, so Ray emptied his third load of the day into another victim. Ray was amazed with his almost supernatural stamina, normally he would be truly spent by now. But instead, he turned the man around who'd just been fucking him to give him his special treatment. He inserted his still semen coated prick up his arse and was soon soaking his hole with jets of spunk. Where was it all coming from? How was he able to carry on this way, almost possessed by a lust for more sex? Still Ray continued with no sign that he was flagging, certainly his penis remained unusually erect throughout fucking another two victims to orgasm. He felt at times as he came inside them that his penis seemed to get larger just before he came. Another man entered the darkroom and was drawn almost magnetically to Ray. He willingly offered himself to him. Ray rammed his cock right up and ravaged his hole with his ever growing cock. But what then freaked Ray out was as he came for the seventh time, his penis didn't just seem to grow but seemed to stick into the sides of the man's hole. As Ray pulled his dick out loads of sperm mixed with blood flowed out. Ray rushed away to shower himself off and rid himself of his activity. Again the pangs of guilt swept over him. Another 7 people had undergone his terrible toxic curse. Ray quickly dressed and retired for the night. Ray spent several days worrying about what was happening to him. Moreover, when he went for his next check up his viral count was still climbing to very dangerous levels. Yet, in some ways he seemed healthier than ever. His muscles were toning up, his complexion was getting ruddy and his sexual athleticism was amazing. But what had possessed him to behave in such a diabolical way at the saunas? People around him seemed to notice he had a greater sexual magnetism. There was now a certain charismatic allure about him. As the inner voice was driving him to more sexual misadventures, he was overcome by the desire to pick up a straight man and convert him in more ways than one. He went out to his local pub and bought copious quantities of drink for a known local womaniser. When the man, called Mark, had had sufficient to make his judgement impaired, Ray invited him around to his place for some more drinks. It wasn't long before Ray got Mark to beg to suck his cock that was tenting out of his trousers. Then when his cock was as well lubricated as they both were, Ray made Mark beg to take his cock inside him raw. Mark went along for a rough ride and it wasn't long before Ray's sticky semen was soaking his aching arse. As time passed so the call grew more strongly for Ray to spread his seed. First he started visiting cruising sites at weekends. He always managed to gather quite a group around him in the bushes. Men were queuing up to suck his cock dry and offer their arse for seeding. They were overcome by Ray's growing animal magnetism. It wasn't the only thing that was growing, his penis was getting measurably larger and ray was discovering that he could get it to expand to a much greater size again just before he ejaculated inside someone. Even more weirdly he found that his cock often grew like a cat's penis with spikes along the sides that could devastate the innards of any arse he was seeding. Ray realised the purpose of this feature, when he was first encountered someone who would only be fucked if he wore a condom. Ray had overcome any vestiges of moral qualms about breeding anyone with his virulent cum and happily acquiesced to putting a condom over his penis before ploughing his protected penis into the arse of this man. Ray thrust harder and harder into him and as he did so his penis grew larger and larger splitting the condom. Then at the moment of ejaculation, he thrust the spikes of his penis out, shredding the sheath and shooting sickening spunk up the now unprotected arsehole. No one was safe from this sexual predator. Ray became more and more obsessed with finding men to seed and began spending every night finding new partners at pubs, clubs, gyms and saunas. Every weekend he visited cruising grounds seeding everyone he could get his cock into. He was possessed with the desire to spread his seed. Dozens had been exposed to his toxic cum. Things, however changed after his 100th victim. Ray was fucking a lovely young twink with a beautiful arse and he felt his cock ready to unload. His cock lengthened and his ejaculate exploded inside the lad's insides, but as he unloaded he heard a cry in his head “Free at last!” Ray's body exploded and all that remained was a handsome incubus saying to the lad “I have poured my poisonous essence within you, prepare for oblivion!! Beware the incubus that is within us all!

First weekend of my chase included a POZ party. Another neg guy and I were the "guests of honor". That was early October and by Thanksgiving we had both tested POZ.

my dad is a long haul trucker... I go on the road with him often... sometimes with my son... we always play on the road in the warehouses we deliver to. in the truck stops,etc... we love to see how many men want to play with father and son..and son....

In a booth at an AVS. I was 17 (legal) and he was the attendant, handsome fella in his late 20s. I had finally found the courage to enter the store and was watching my first gay porn. It was late and I found out later he had closed the store after the other customers had left. Made me suck his dick first and then fucked me. Bare of course as usual in those days. I returned many times when he was working (two nights a week). Same routine every time. I would watch vids until the store was empty and he came to my booth. He didn't charge me for the vids

Only lucky enough to o that in a couple of jobs. I've been bred in a number of top's offices though! Love it!

Prefer the pulsating stuck inside and see the nuts working up and down with each shot, nice when the bottom gets a second loading with the first one as oozing lube.

Nothing better than a glory hole where my cock is getting sucked and the guy backs up on my dick. There is always a sigh of pleasure from both of us as my cock slides inside the warm wet hole. I love cummin inside and feeling the guy push back on me as I push forward to deposit deeply.

No Risk… No Fun… (Part 5) ** Please remember to ‘like’ the story if you enjoyed it. Feel free to comment or to contact me via mail. Thx. ** Davis was on the floor, trying to avoid the beating. I stood above him, with two of my pals and we were swinging our belts and hit his body in every possible spot. He trashed around, but had no chance to escape the whipping. The scene was filmed by the 4th guy and he switched between close ups of the welts appearing all over Davis’ body and the scenery from afar. So we could enjoy those minutes again and again later on. We showed no mercy. It was like the warming up before the main event. Our cocks stood out proud and hard, just wishing the rape would start right now. Davis was not screaming at the moment. It was more or less just grunting. He clenched his teeth and almost seemed out of this world. And again the lad tried to flee from the pain and the violence. He simply fainted on us. We were so in motion, that we didn’t notice it at first. Out of breath we stopped our attack. “You brought us a nice piece of meat” someone said. “Wake him up” I said coldly. Another bucket of cold water was splashed over his head. He gasped for air and looked around disorientated. “No more…” were his first words. “No more…” he repeated again. “No more… beating” I said. “No more…” I stressed my words and crouched next to him. “Move your body to the bed” I whispered to Davis. “Move your fucking body to the bed and spread your fucking legs so we can start ripping your ass open.” with that I got up again and gave the lad a little nudge with my boots to make him more cooperative. Slowly he crawled to one of the beds, accompanied by our booted feet, showing him the right way. Every muscle in his body was tensed. It was such a great moment, hearing his soft sobbing, realizing he wanted to crawl away from us, but we gave him little kicks, so it would be easier for him to find our love nest. We grinned at each other and jerked our cocks slowly. “Good boy” I teased him Davis looked around scared, when he got onto the bed. “On your back cunt and spread those damn legs” I growled. Davis assumed position, but didn’t look all too happy about it. “Now… Davis… wouldn’t it be nice, if you would repeat the words you used, when you contacted me?” I asked soothingly. “About getting fucked?” he asked timidly. “About everything…” I answered loudly. “Tell us how you wanted to be raped and your cunt busted.” The 18 year old boy shook his head. “You better tell us…” I warned him. “I… I wanted to be raped. I… I wanted my cunt destroyed *sniffs* I needed hard cock….” Davis mumbled. “Exactly and now a little bit louder and say it in a way, that we believe it.” I ordered him to tell us the things a second time. Before that, I told my pals to assemble on the bed, next to our little rape toy and let him stroke our cocks and lick two cockheads, while the 5th fellow would film this great scene. Davis looked around, not knowing how to react. While Davis got a zoom up, jacking us off or lick our dickheads we gave him the opportunity to look straight into the cam and tell us his deepest desires. “I…. *sob* I… want to be raped.” “I am a useless cunt and need to be destroyed” Tears ran down his face while he praised his hole to be torn apart and to be fucked bloodily. “Good cunt…. we will give you, what you were looking for.” and we fist bumped each other, while using insults on the lad. “So let’s get started. You must be delirious already” I laughed cruelly. I went between the guys legs and arranged his legs to be on my shoulder. Davis tried to push me away, but I was a lot stronger than this helpless little twink. “Someone hand me the lube….” I demanded. It was a lot commotion going on now. Davis felt my cock nestling against his tiny hole, already probing to gain entrance. He wasn’t happy about it and tried to push me away. “Lube….” I shouted and tried to get the boy under control. “Erm… nobody brought lube with him apparently.” “We need lube…. oh well, spit and blood will do it also I guess….” I mused. “This will hurt lad, but it will hurt you more, that it will hurt me” I cackled gleefully. “As soon as you bleed, my cock will glide more easily into your twat. Don’t worry….” I added. “Maybe this will help?” someone said. A guy came out of the bathroom, holding a used toothbrush in his hand. He looked at the men… They looked at me… I looked at Davis… “We need to get your hole bloody…” I told him truthfully. Suddenly Davis understood the concept and started wailing…

I have you beat by 30 so far. Would love to cam with you or meet up sometime and see how kinky we can get. Jealous you had that type of daddy for 3 years. Hope you find another soon!

Love the feeling of knowing I'm fucking a guy bare, skin on skin, and love knowing that when I cum it's gonna fly anywhere and everywhere, especially when I cum deep inside an ass and can just keep on fucking

Part 3 I woke up late the next morning, a smile on my face. I was in love. I didn't care if Mitch was straight and just wanted a hole to get off in. He had me hooked. My dick was rock hard thinking about my god. I thought about jerking off, but I wanted to save it for tonight. Mitch had said he'd be back tonight, and I hoped with all my heart he would. The house was pretty empty, most everyone was in class, so the main bathroom on the second floor was empty. It was a large bathroom. Along one wall was a row of 5 sinks. The opposite side had two toilets and two urinals. The back wall had a large shower with 4 shower heads. I had the shower to myself this morning and I enjoyed a nice hot one, not feeling rushed. My face was under the warm flow when......SMACK! Mitch had joined me in the shower and announced his presence with a hard slap on my wet ass. "Sup bitch?" he laughed at me. "You're late for class. Did I wear you out last night?" I felt myself blush at his comment. "It will take more than that, fucker." I retorted. "Oooooo, sounds like a challenge." he mocked me. "I've got lots of stamina......and cum." I laughed as I tried not to stare at his naked, wet body as he soaped himself up. He noticed and slyly let the soap pop out of his hand. "Oops.....dropped the soap." he teased, bending over very slowly to pick it up, diplaying his perfect ass to me in all it's glory. Oh god he was evil! As he stood up and turned to me. "I love to piss in the shower," he whispered to me as he started to let go a flow. "No since wasting water in a toilet when it just goes down the drain." He moved toward me and aimed his pissing dick right on my crotch. That did it. My dick sprung up instantly, much to my embarrassment. God I hoped another brother didn't walk in right now. "Looks like you like that." he grinned. "Ok, knock it off idiot! What if someone comes in?" I was truely worried about getting caught. "No one's here." he said as he moved behind me and aimed his piss right on my asshole. I moaned a bit at his brazenness. He reached around and squeezed my hard cock. "Dude! Not here!" I loudly whispered as I elbowed him in his stomach. His rock hard stomach. He just laughed and moved under his showerhead. "Chicken." "Yea I am." I laughed. I couldn't help it. I know he was just being goofy. He wouldn't really risk his own reputation. We turned the showers off and grabbed our towels. I quickly dried off and pulled my underwear on hoping it would help hide my hard on in case someone walked in. I decided to grab my stuff and head out of there. I knew if I stayed and watched him shave, I'd be a puddle, so I made my exit. "I gotta go, get to class." "All right bitch. Be ready for tonight." he winked at me, giving my ass another slap on the way out. Classes were lost on me that day. My head was only in one place. Mitch. How did I get so lucky? He could have anybody. Was he really gay, or just experimenting, or what? Maybe he was bi. All I know is I would cherish every moment for as long as it lasted. And I promised myself I wouldn't let him break my heart, no matter what. He showed up at dinner looking unshowered again after practice. He knew the smell of him drove me crazy. Tonight he sat next to me at the table, making sure I was able to smell him well. It was heaven just sitting next to him. After dinner Mitch and a few of the guys went to have some beers over at Theta Beta. I was invited but stayed home to study. Yea, I'm a nerd. It was getting late when I went to bed. I don't know why I even tried to sleep. I knew I was just going to wait up for him. God I hoped he showed up. He had said he was, but he went out, and maybe he was staying out. Maybe he hooked up with a chick. I was starting to drive myself crazy when my door opened. He stood there with his finger to his lips. "Shhhh....be vewy qwiet." he said imitating Elmer Fudd. "I'm hunting faggots..." I laughed as he shut the door. He pulled his shirt off as he approached the bed, sitting at the foot of it. He swung his legs up so his feet were next to my head. "Take my shoes and socks off." I did as told, pulling off his sneakers, then his white socks, leaving his bare feet next to my face. He placed one foot over my nose and I breathed in the heavenly aroma of his sweaty feet. My cock sprung up as I inhaled his smell like it was a drug. "Lick them." he instructed me. I stuck out my tongue and ran it from his heel, across his arch, and up to his toes. He moaned at the touch and I went crazy. I licked every inch of his big, jock feet. I sucked his toes and licked between them, cleaning every bit of the days sweat off them while he moaned and encouraged me. Pulling his feet away, I whimpered a bit at the loss. He pulled his shorts off and grabbed my arm, pulling me to him, pushing my head to his cock. I happily opened my mouth to accept him. I started to suck, but he told me to hold still. Then it started. A hot flow of piss filling my mouth. I just swallowed it down, gulping desperately, not wanting to waste a single drop. "Oh man that feels good. You love that don't you bitch? You like drinking my piss, you dirty faggot." I just moaned my agreement as he emptied his beer filled bladder down my throat. When he finished he kept his cock in my mouth and started pumping it in and out. Like last night he pushed it balls deep down my throat. I relaxed and took it, massaging it with my throat as best I could. His moans told me I was doing a good job. Soon he was giving me his hot load. He pulled out of my throat and shot into my mouth so I could really taste him. His cum tasted like honey to me. I swallowed down his copious load. As soon as he finished he pushed me back on the bed and grabbed my vaseline. "I know you fucked me the other night. Now I want to know if I like it." Holy shit! He was going to take my cock! He greased up my throbbing shaft and his asshole, then straddled my stomach. He grabbed my cock and placed the tip at the enterence to his amazing ass. He slowly sat on it, pausing for a moment when I first entered him, then slid down the length of my 7 incher. "Ooooohhhhh fuck." he moaned as he hit the bottom. "That feels amazing!" He placed his hands on my chest and started to ride up and down on my pole. "Oh God yes! Oh Jesus! That is so good. Fuck!" After he rode me for a couple of minutes, I got bold and pushed him backwards off me. He knew what I wanted as I crawled between his legs and he grabbed his ankles, spreading his ass open. I grabbed his trunk like thighs and slammed my dick right up his shitter. His eyes rolled back in his head as he let out a long, low moan. "Whose the faggot now bitch?" I taunted him. "You like that don't you?" I pounded him as hard as I could. "Look at the quarterback taking it like a bitch!" "Oh God Cole....Fuck me man! Do it!" I pounded him for as long as I could before I blew a huge load in his guts. Mitch just grabbed my ass and pulled me into him as much as he could while I shot over and over into him. I lay back spent, but didn't have time to rest. Mitch had my legs in the air and the vaseline on his cock before I could blink. He pushed his hard cock deep into me in one thrust. I cried out in pain but he just put his mouth on mine and silenced me. That's how the Fuck went. Not a word. Just him kissing me deep and hard while he deep dicked me, our bodies slapping together. He didn't even pull his mouth off when he came, he just grabbed my lower lip between his teeth and bit it as he filled my guts with his juice. He collapsed on the bed next to me, and soon started snoring. I didn't try to wake him. I just pulled his arm over my body and snuggled into him and slept.

Yep, every part of sliding my cock into a bottom slowly watching their facial expressions if in missionary or hearing them moan in doggy to the fuck itself and the way they grip my ass or run their hands around my waist or on my hairy legs while I thrust to the final cum deposit. It's all good but if I had to pick one thing it would be the breeding.

Drugged and Pozzed (Pt 3) Will pumped in 4 loads when we were stopped by Jake's announcement, 'We have several offers including one from John.' Will looked over to Jake and said 'John's in town?' Then he looked at me and said, 'Boy, you're in for a treat with John.' Will told Jake to 'Invite John over and a few others to DP the boy with.' Will looked back at me with an evil grin and yelled out, 'He'll need another slam before the fun starts. Will pulled out and Adam brought him another syringe. He put it in his arm first and I could see him draw a little bit of blood back. Then he put it in my arm and there was that warm feeling a a big cough. WOW! Was I flying now. All I could do was say fuck shit as I was breathing heavy. Adam came over with a water bottle and gave me something to drink. It tasted a little funny and I was really zooming now. Will put that horse cock dildo back in my ass and it slid in all the way in one shot. I didn't care what happened to me next I was happy and feeling no pain. It wasn't long before I heard voices and heard foot steps coming down the stairs. Will yelled out, 'Big John it's great to see you.' They hugged and chatted for a while, I was not able to hear what was being said. As they did this Adam pulled the dildo from my ass and left me there. O felt so empty, I felt as if I needed something inside me, any thing inside me. The longer I sat there the more empty I felt, the more I needed something in my ass.' I screamed out, 'Is someone going to fuck me or what?' They all just looked at me and Will said 'Get him up out of that sling.' As I was released from the sling I was never released from the ropes. I was taken over to a bed on the other side of the room. John was laying naked on the bed with his soft cock flopped to one side. I was told that 'If I wanted something in my ass I had to get him hard and sit my ass down on his dick.' With Jake and Will holding my ropes I was held on my knees between John's legs. I did not need any instruction, I bent down and took John's flaccid dick in my mouth and began to suck. As I worked his dick I could see John out of the corner of my eye popped a couple blue pills in his mouth then take a syringe to his arm. As he slammed himself I could feel his dick come alive and before I knew it It was too big for me to suck. I knew what to do next and was let up enough to sit my ass down on his growing cock. John began to fuck me from this position as his dick grew to what had to be almost the size of the horse dildo I was fucked with, but his was longer and very much real. He slammed into me harder and harder. At this point the ropes on my arms and legs were strapped down to the floor so there was no way I could get up. John looked into my eyes and simply said, 'You ready for this boy?' I thought he was referring to his seed, the next thing I felt was a hand on my back as will began to push his cock in my ass at the same time. Jake took a knee next to me and rubbed my shoulder as Will began to enter my ass. I whimpered a bit as this double penetration stretched my ass wider then the horse cock dildo. Will whispered in my ear, 'You asked for this boy, you begged for it.' With that said John and Will were both fucking me. John looked up at me and said 'I cum without making a noise, so I will keep count of how many loads I give you. My record is 13 and I plan on breaking that with you.' Will pounded away as John slowly fucked at my hole. I heard Will grunt and knew he came in me. As he pulled out he said, 'Rules are simple, after you cum you pull out and wait to go again.' I don't know who took Will's place but he seemed bigger and rougher then Will was. He did kiss the back of my neck and nibbled on my ear a bit. While this was going on some one stepped in front of me and presented a hard cock for me to suck. I took it in and soon we had a pretty good rhythm going of John and whom ever else fucking me, and my sucking dick. As the guy behind me shot his load he pulled out and was replaced. I remember when Jake got his turn. He pulled my head around and kissed me, deep and passionately as I got slammed again with another load of tina. Some one placed a blue pills in my mouth and 2 white ones, gave me some water and told me to swallow. I didn't feel any huger then I was before. I think that they gave me a 'booster' to keep me going. I did feel my dick get hard. I was a little shocked when Adam began to suck my dick as will fucked him. I later learned that Adam was more of the type to get fucked then to do the fucking. That's why Will had to fuck him while he seeded my ass. Boy could Adam suck dick. I was really enjoying his mouth when I came so damn hard that John and the other guy fucking me couldn't move for a moment. After I came down from my orgasmic high the fucking resumed. I seemed to lose track of time. I did not know what was going on out side of this basement, but I knew one thing, I was loving what was happening to me. With me on top of John I was fucked by one guy and then another. The only time I really knew who was behind me was when Will or Jake were there. I looked over at Adam as he got fucked on the sling. He dick was big and hard. Will was fucking me when I asked him, 'I know it will take you to help him, but can you get Adam to fuck me again please?' Will kissed the back of my neck and said, 'I'll get him.' With that will pulled out and another dick replaced his up my ass. The next thing I knew Adam was knocking back a couple blue pills, came up behind me with will behind him and he was in me. I turned my head back so we could kiss. I wold him that when I could I wanted to fuck him. This brought a smile to his face and he really got into fucking me. After Adam shot his load in me he was still hard and kept fucking me (and himself on Will's cock). Will had to know he shot and let him keep on going. After Adam shot his second load John said he had enough. I looked down at him and all he said was '15'. I smiled and was lifted off of him. I am not sure how long I had been on top of John, but my legs were sore and cramping. I was placed in the sling and given some water. I called Will over and told him I didn't need to wait till Monday to wait to make a decision. I wanted to be part of his family. I told him I was set to graduate in a few weeks and was going to attend UIC so I could easily live here. All Will did was smile. As Will told me I got the flu really bad about 2 weeks later and knew I was truly part of the family with the same DNA inside me.

Drugged and Pozzed (Pt 2) With that said he shouted out 'Take my poz seed boy, welcome to the family.' POZ SEED! Does that mean what I think it does? The world seem to be spinning around me. This all felt so strange, yet very, very good! All of a sudden I felt another stick in my arm, another warm feeling and a stronger couch then before and I was flying and all of a sudden didn't care. I wanted more. Adam then stepped up between my legs and pushed a few fingers (that's putting in mildly) in my ass. It felt like he was trying to get his fist in me. He was really trying to stretch open my ass. It felt like he was ripping me open some and massaging in Jake's seed. He pulled his fingers out and stroked his dick a few times to get it hard again. Then he shoved his cock in my hole and began to fuck me like Jake just did. As Adam fucked me, Jake walked over and kissed me deep and passionately. He looked into my eyes and said, 'I knew the moment I saw you that you would make a good addition to our family.' With that said he presented his cock to me and I took it in my mouth. I was feeling so good and very horny. As Adam was fucking me, Will walked in and over to me to watch. He said 'You're putting on a good show. I bet we'll have a few guys asking if they can seed you before the weekend is over.' I let Jake's cock drop from my mouth so I could ask 'The weekend?' Will looked down at me and said, 'Yes, the weekend. You are here until Monday. Then you can decide if you wish to return home or stay with us.' With that Will kissed me deep and long. His tongue probed into my mouth and as mine probed into his he bit it to the point it bled a little. Will then looked at Jake and said 'That should help.' Jake's cock slid back into my mouth as Adam began to really slam fuck me. I could barely hear him talk to Will when will walked up behind him and started to play with his nipples. He then reached between them and the expression on Adam's face changed. I then heard Adam say 'Yea Will that's what I need fuck me as I fuck my seed into this boy's cunt.' Will was just standing there as Adam seem to be fucking me as he fucked himself on Will's dick. Adams breathing changed and I new he was about to cum. Jake let me head go so I could watch as Adam screamed out, 'Here comes my seed boy, take my load.' Adam finished up and moved away. Will then grabbed a large dildo that had to be a foot long and wider then a beer can. He took that dildo and slowly slid it in my ass. While he did he asked, 'Was the boy given a K?' Jake replied, 'Hell yes, I know you like to use that horse cock and there's no way his virgin ass would take it without one.' As Will slid the dildo in my ass I resumed sucking Jake's cock. The dildo seemed to slide in easily until it was about half way in. It his something deep in me and was not moving as easily as it was before. Slowly will twisted the dildo back and forth and applied a little pressure then it slid passed what ever was impeding it. It slid all the way in to the base. Jake looked down at me and said, 'Congratulations! That's 13” of dildo in your ass. That will work our see in deep.' Will said, 'There's no escaping the bug now. You should get the fuck flu in a couple of weeks.' As that dildo sat in my ass Jake began to cum in my mouth. He looked down at me as he did and told me 'Don't swallow that just yet. We want you to swish it around your mouth, enjoy the flavor and get used to the taste.' I did as I was told and it did taste good, but stung a bit when it hit the cut Will had made in my tongue when he bit me. As I swallowed the dildo was pulled out. I felt so open down there and was wondering if I'd ever be able to close my ass again. Will looked at me and began to massage my ass and as he did I felt it relax and close a little, but not before Will slid his cock inside me. Will told Jake and Adam to check the computer if there have been any requests made yet. Now it was just Will and myself. Will looked down at me and said 'It's just you and me now. You will be mine alone until I have given you a few loads of my seed.' With that said he leaned down and kissed me like before without the biting of my tongue. This was so surreal. I was feeling so damn good and wanted more of what I was getting. Will was fucking me so vigorously that when he pulled back he pulled all the way out. I could tell he was tearing me up some down there. He looked into my eyes and simply said, 'Here's my first load' as he continued to fuck me without stopping or slowing down. This went on for a long time before we were interrupted by Jake. Will pumped in 4 loads when we were stopped by Jake's announcement, 'We have several offers including one from John.' Will looked over to Jake and said 'John's in town?' Then he looked at me and said, 'Boy, you're in for a treat with John.' Will told Jake to 'Invite John over and a few others to DP the boy with.' Will looked back at me with an evil grin and yelled out, 'He'll need another slam before the fun starts.