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Part 60 - Reunion Ric woke up next to Marty and Zac. His stiff morning cock was pressing at the entrance to Marty’s hole and he wanted to thrust in and fuck Marty like he had done numerous times before. He decided instead to get up and save his load in case he could hookup with Spencer again and help make sure that he joined the club. He wandered over and grabbed his phone and took a look. Six unread text messages. He had one from his mom asking if he was ok. One from Ethan asking where he was from yesterday afternoon. One from Jason wanting to fuck sometime Saturday. One from Alex and two from Dave. Ric’s cock twitched and he heart started beating faster. He opened the chat from Dave and read: “7:58 PM: hey. good to hear from u. busy tonite, meet tomorrow? U at reg pool or jock pool?” “1:13 AM: just tagged a swim coach at bar. said he got fucked earlier. guy he described sounded like u” Ric laughed and decided that he wasn’t going to be the sole breeder of Spencer. If it was going to be someone else, Dave was probably a good person to share the deed with. He played a few games on his phone while the other guys slept. They looked exhausted when he came back to the room the night before after their tag team of the other swimmers. At 7 AM, he woke the guys up and they all got showered and dressed. They got down to the breakfast area later than they were supposed to and the coach was none too happy. “Where the heck have you guys been? You look terrible. Did you guys get any sleep? You better not have been drinking.” the coach barked. All he got was three groans. Ric and the other three swimmers looked well rested and ready for the second day of camp. After a quick breakfast they piled into the van and went over to the university pool. Ric hadn’t paid attention to where they went the day before but today he was keen to make sure he knew what building they were in. They pulled into the parking lot and the coach parked the van. The team went back into the building, with Shane, Marty and Zac all dragging behind. Ric had a large duffel bag over his shoulder and a smaller one in his right hand. As they got closer Ric saw in big letters on the side of the building “Thomas Shelton Memorial Athletic Center.” He repeated it over and over to himself as they walked inside and to the locker room. The team dressed for the days activities and once again, Ric went to his spot from the day before, book in hand. He hadn’t even read one page from the book so far, it was there just in case he got bored. He looked around and saw another team arrive with the coach hassling two of the swimmers who looked as tired as Shane, Marty and Zac did. He looked closer and it was the two guys that his roommates had brought back and then kicked Ric out. Ric waited until 9:30AM and started sending replies to the text messages he had missed. First was to Dave: “hi. sry i missed ur msg last nite. at thomas shelton athletic center. be here all day, at hotel after 5” The next went to Jason: “with swim team at camp out of town. be back tomorrow nite” He read the message from Alex: “8:01 PM: finally got tested. neg. guess it was reg flu. wtf?” Ric chuckled and said to himself “I guess I’m not as good as I thought.” He typed out a reply: “sry i didnt reply last nite. out of town. we need to try harder. need to breed u every day til it happens ;)” He sat back and watched the new exercises that the guys were going through. He scoped out all of his favorite guys from the day before. A couple of the college swimmers weren’t there and he decided he really was into guys four or five years older than him. He watched as the swimmers all started practicing their starting dives. They would dive and a college swimmer or coach would show them what to improve. It was a little hypnotic and when he felt a hand on his shoulder he almost jumped out of his skin. “Sorry, dude. Didn’t mean to scare you” said Joe. Ric got a big grin on his face as he turned around and saw Dave standing there. “Dave! Its fuckin’ great to see you again” Ric said as he moved closer and hugged him. Ric really wanted to kiss him, but decided that would be a bad idea, possibly for both of them. He stepped back and saw him standing there in a tank top and sweat pants. He would have preferred him naked, but that wasn’t going to happen. They sat down and started to chat. Catching up on things that had happened since they last saw each other at Ric’s club initiation. Ric told him about how he got the entire swim team pozzed, half by himself and then as a group effort with the other guys. He told him about his dad and what a poz slut he had become. After about the tenth time Ric called him Dave, Joe stopped Ric and said “There’s something I need to tell you.” Ric’s heart sank. He figured that Dave was about to tell him to stop contacting him and move on. He almost started to cry, but said “Yeah?” “Dave is my escorting name. We’re kinda past that. My real name is Joe. I consider you one of my friends, Ric. We may not see each other all the time, but we’re connected. You’re almost like my little brother” Joe said. “Oh, OK” Ric said, with a tear running down his cheek. Joe smiled and wiped the tear off and asked “What’s wrong?” “Nothing. I just never could figure out where I stood with you. Was I just a client or was there more?” Ric said. “Yeah, we met with you being a client. But it evolved. As I said, I consider us friends. Friends that sometimes fuck. I do have a boyfriend, so thats probably as far as its going to go. I hope that’s OK?” “Yeah, thats cool” Ric replied and a big smile slowly formed on his face. They talked some more and then Ric asked “Your message said that you hooked up with a coach last night?” “Haha. Theres a gay club I go to by my apartment and this guy I hadn’t seen before was on the dance floor. My boyfriend and I hit on him and eventually I took him into the back room to fuck him. When he went to blow me, he saw the scorpion tat and said “what the fuck? is everyone poz here.” I asked why and he said a guy from one of the swim teams had fucked him earlier and was poz too. I told him I knew one guy that was in town for the swim event and asked him to describe the guy that did him. It sounded like you” Joe said. “Do you know his name?” Ric asked. Joe laughed. “With hookups like that I don’t get names or numbers, especially if they’re from out of town. Maybe a grunt or a thank you.” “Ah, yeah. I haven’t done anything like that, yet. I can’t get into bars. Just a bookstore a couple times” Ric said. Joe smiled, happy that Ric tried more bookstore sex after the attempt at their first meeting. Ric looked around and tried to find Spencer in the crowd of swimmers and coaches. Once he spotted him, Ric pointed the guy out and asked if that was him. Joe laughed again and said “Yep.” “You know, he used to chase but gave it up. He kinda freaked when he saw my biohazard tat. But he gave in and let me breed him. I thought he was a great fuck” Ric said. “Wow, I wouldn’t have guessed that. Mine was a quickie against the bathroom wall, but yeah he was a good fuck. Great ass muscles” said Joe. Ric laughed. He had never compared notes on how good a bottom was with another top guy. Joe’s phone buzzed and he checked the message. Joe chuckled and typed back a reply. “I hope you don’t mind, but we’re going to have a visitor in a few minutes” Joe told Ric. “Oh? Who?” asked Ric. “You get to meet my boyfriend Kyle. He left his keys at home and can’t get in. I have the car keys with the other set.” Joe explained. “Uh, I don’t know. Is he gonna be jealous that we’re meeting?” asked Ric. “Nah. We’re very open. He lets me escort and fuck on the side and I let him fuck others too. We need each other though and that’s what makes it work.” “Cool. I hope I can find a relationship like that” Ric said as Spencer waved at him. They talked a few more minutes and Kyle walked up. “So this is the guy you were telling me about?” Kyle asked Joe. “Yeah. Ric this is Kyle. Kyle, Ric” Joe said. “You skipped the part about him being drop dead gorgeous” Kyle said as he put out his hand. Ric stood up and clasped Kyle’s hand pulling it into a bro-hug. “So, you’re one of Joe’s victims, huh?” Kyle said as he sat down next to Joe. “I guess you could say that” Ric said, a little embarrassed. “It’s a special gift that needs to be shared. Nothing to be ashamed about, its a badge of honor” Kyle said, sensing Ric’s uneasiness. Ric chuckled “Oh, I’ve been sharing.” “I was just about to show Ric around the building. You want to join us?” Joe asked Kyle. “Sure, sounds like fun” Kyle replied. The three got up and headed past some double doors. “This end of the building is aquatic stuff. There’s three pools total, one for diving, one for races and one training pool. In the middle is where I used to spend my time when I was on the wrestling team” Joe said. “You were a wrestler? Fuck I bet you looked sexy on the mat” Ric said. Kyle and Joe both laughed. “Yeah, nothing like flopping around with a sweaty guy trying to find out who’s gonna be on top” Joe said. As they walked around they kept running into college athletes. Many would let out a casual “Hey, Joe” and some would come over and give Joe a hug. More than a few mentioned that they missed seeing him around. Joe showed Ric the workout room. There seemed to be a permanent scent of sweat and testosterone in the room and Ric saw row after row of top notch equipment. It was nothing like the workout room at the hotel or even his school. Over a dozen guys were working out on various machines. Some were obviously football players, others could be soccer players, gymnasts, and runners. They walked past a few conference rooms and Ric looked a bit confused. “Believe it or not, athletes have a lot of meetings. We go over matches or games to see what we can do better or see what the competition is like. There’s strategy and the good athletes know how to think as well as pin their opponent” Joe explained. They turned a corner and almost ran into a guy jogging down the hall towards the locker room. Ric gasped when he saw the black swimmer from the day before. The guy stopped dead in front of them “Joe! How the fuck are you? Long time.” “Hey Marcus. Doin great. How about you?” Joe said. “Good…good. Hey Kyle. You still got this guy on a leash?” Marcus asked while giving Joe an extended hug. “Yeah, but he keeps breaking free” Kyle replied with a laugh. Marcus moved over and gave Kyle a quick hug and then asked “Who’s this hottie with you?” “This is Ric. He’s visiting and helping out one of the teams for your swim camp” Joe replied. “Rawr. He doesn’t look like a swimmer but he’s damn fine. If he’s a friend of yours he must be family, then” Marcus said running his finger down Ric’s chest. “Yeah he is, but back off. Your cute little ass couldn’t handle him. He’d rip you in two” Joe said semi-seriously. Marcus had moved behind Ric, his chest against Ric’s back and he ran his full hand down Ric’s chest, abs and then grabbed his cock and balls through Ric’s jeans. “Oh, yeah. I bet he’s lots of fun” Marcus said, breathing on Ric’s neck. Marcus was a little shorter than Ric but all of Ric’s observations the day before seemed to be pretty accurate. Even in street clothes he had a sizable bulge, a hot butt and perfect, unblemished chocolate skin covered his toned and taut muscles. “I’d love to stick around, but I’m already late” Marcus said as he released Ric and took off. “You know him?” Ric asked. “Oh yeah. We haven’t fucked in a year or so but we used to do it a lot after workouts” Joe said. “Shit. I bet that was hot” Ric said. “You like him?” Kyle asked. “He was one of the guys that I was watching yesterday. I didn’t know if he was gay or not, but he’s definitely sexy” Ric said. Joe pulled out his phone and thumbed through his address book and then tapped out a message. “152, right?” Ric looked at him confused and then realized he meant his room number at the hotel. “Yeah.” “Now he knows. Maybe you’ll get room service” Joe said with a laugh. He led Ric around showing a few more areas of the building and then circled back. “I saved the best for last” Joe said as they went through some doors into what was the wrestling area. “The team is at a match in Kansas this weekend, so no wrestlers are around for you to try and tap” he said as he took them into another smaller room with more mats. They kept walking through the darkened rooms, with just a few dim lights on to prevent the room being in complete darkness. Joe opened a door to the side and went in. It was a half empty storage room that contained some boxes and a rolled up wrestling mat. The floor was cushy and Ric looked down to see a section of wrestling mat on the floor. The door slammed shut and then there was the click of a lock. Suddenly Joe had him pinned against the wall, his hand unbuttoning RIc’s jeans followed by his lips on Ric’s, kissing him. Ric felt awkward with Kyle standing there watching Joe kiss him but then Kyle pulled off his shirt and said “What’s it gonna be, poz boy? Top, bottom or both?” Joe stepped back and yanked Ric’s shirt over his head and unzipped the jeans, tugging them to the floor. Ric took the hint and pushed his shoes off and then pushed his trunks down, stepping out of his jeans and standing there naked. Kyle was next to be undressed and Joe was scrambling to get his clothes off too. “So?” asked Joe. Ric’s mind raced. He had spent most of his time lately topping and desperately wanted to feel Joe’s cock in him again. But he also wanted to fuck. Kyle was really cute and he thought it would be hot to fuck him in front of Joe. “Everything!” Ric blurted out. Joe and Kyle moved in, sharing kisses and gropes. Three stiff cocks were doing a sword fight while hands roamed over bodies that were beginning to sweat in the still air of the storage room. Joe pulled Ric away from the wall and Kyle moved around behind Ric. Kyle kissed Ric’s neck and then started to suck really hard, leaving a very visible hickey. “Joe marked your insides, I get the outside” he said with a chuckle. Joe moved down Ric’s front side and Kyle did the same with the back. Ric gasped as Joe deep throated his cock and Kyle dug his tongue into his tight, hairy hole. He had remembered Dave, er, Joe knew how to suck his cock, but it had been months since it had happened and none of the guys that had sucked him recently came close to being as good. Joe was, after all, a professional. Ric’s cock was dripping precum into Joe’s mouth and throat. It seemed every time Kyle forced a pair of fingers deep in his ass, Joe would take his entire shaft into his throat and massage it. Ric’s senses were overloaded. His cock was ready to plow into a greedy ass and at the same time his ass was ready for a bare, poz cock. Joe grasped his balls and squeezed while tugging them down. Ric started to whimper as he struggled to not shoot his load down Joe’s throat. Joe could sense that Ric was close and slowly pulled off of RIc’s cock and tapped Kyle’s leg, letting him know it was time to switch it up. Suddenly, Ric’s cock was now poking out into the air and his ass was empty. Joe made sure that he wasn’t like that long. He turned Ric around and bent him over to Kyle’s waiting cock. Ric started to swallow Kyle’s cock but then Kyle shoved it into his mouth and down his throat. He struggled a bit until he got into the rhythm of Kyle fucking his throat. It lasted only a few seconds when he felt Joe spit on his hole and then shove his cock deep into his pussy. Ric tried to scream out, but Kyle’s cock was filling his mouth. Joe let Ric get used to having his cock inside his ass for a few moments and then started to fuck. After the brutal penetrations, Joe and Kyle’s fucking tamed down. It was still a hard spitroast, but much more enjoyable. Ric was surprised as his lips, then tongue felt a row of little bars on the bottom of Kyle’s cock. He kept flicking his tongue over them and they really turned him on. He thought they were going to feel really good when Kyle swapped with Joe and fucked his ass, but for now he was feeling Joe thrusting in deep. His fuck was similar to how Joe fucked him right before his dad showed up on that fateful weekend. Each thrust was strong and purposeful, the way he liked it, not like how some of the guys assumed they should fuck him since he was younger. Joe and Kyle started to fuck harder into each end and Ric tried to massage both of their cocks with his throat and ass. It got to a point, though, that Ric couldn’t keep up and he became just a pair of holes for them to use. Kyle pulled Ric on to his cock and held him firm while Joe pulled out and then rammed in. Ric didn’t think Kyle’s cock could go any deeper into his throat, but he was wrong. Kyle pushed him back, letting him breathe for a second and then pulled him back on to his cock. Joe shoved his cock in and Ric could feel the pulses. More of Joe’s precious poz seed was filling his guts and he loved the feeling. His ass was sore from the pounding and he was sure that the piercing added to the soreness. Joe was bear hugging Ric from behind while his balls emptied their infectious contents. Ric savored the closeness of Joe’s sweaty body on his back. Kyle had pulled out as Joe bred Ric and then watched the two become one for a few moments. Joe kissed the back of Ric’s neck and then stood up, pulling his cock from the swollen pussy. Cum dripped out of the gaping hole, running down Ric’s balls and legs. Kyle scooped some up it up with his cock and slid easily into Ric’s ass. Joe moved around and presented his cock to Ric, who licked off the tip before opening his mouth to let Joe push his cock in deeper. Joe slowly inched his cock in, making sure that Ric had licked all of the cum and ass juices off the shaft before giving him more. When his pubes were against Ric’s face, he pulled back out and let Ric lick off his balls and pubes. Kyle was drilling into the cum filled hole and would moan louder when Ric squeezed his pucker around his cock. Ric loved the sensations of each bar piercing under Kyle’s cock rippling through his hole. By now, the feeling of the PA was a pleasant enhancement to a fuck. The ladder piercing was new and really enhanced it even more. Once Rick had finished cleaning Joe’s cock and balls Joe pulled away. Ric wanted to suck his cock more while Kyle fucked him, but Joe had a different idea. Kyle pulled out and Joe got on his knees and bent over the rolled up wrestling mat. Ric looked at him and then realized what Joe was thinking. He got on his knees and spit on Joe’s hole and then moved in and mounted him. Kyle followed along and once Ric was planted deep inside Joe, he thrust back into Ric. Ric had never been in the middle of a three way. He almost always was the one at the back or in front getting sucked. It took him a few tries to get it working right, but once he started fucking Joe and then back into Kyle he loved it. Ric fucked faster and faster into Joe, and that meant that he was also fucking himself faster onto Kyle’s cock. He controlled the pace - faster then slower, a hard slam followed by a quick backward shove and then even firm thrusts. He heard grunts from both directions as Joe took his cock in all the way and then Kyle’s cock impaled Ric’s ass. The tingling in his balls signaled the impending rush of cum, so Ric thrust in hard a few times and then grabbed Joe’s shoulders, pulling him in as far as he could. Kyle immediately knew what was happening and shoved in hard too, pressing Ric firmly against Joe. Ric’s cock erupted, shooting his own poisonous recipe into Joe’s poz ass. The orgasm caused Ric’s hole to milk Kyle’s cock which only needed a little encouragement to release his own poz brew into Ric’s young ass. Ric and Kyle both were yelping as each spurt shot out, waves of pleasure rushing through their bodies. The shots faded away and the three were laying there recovering when Ric said “Oh my god that was fucking awesome.” Joe and Kyle both concurred, saying “oooh, yeah.” Kyle pulled out and then sat down against the rolled mat and Ric did the same. The three sat there for a few moments until Kyle said “I’m surprised you came here, Joe, since this is the room you got busted in.” “Yeah, it may have some bad memories, but a lot of good ones too. I just need to find someone to poz in here and it will be complete” Joe said with a laugh.

This happened quite few years ago when I was still together with my partner. We'd been together about eight years when this happened and we were already starting to drift apart. If I'm being honest, this wasn't the first time I cheated on him, but it was the first time I did it bareback.... We were spending a long weekend in Berlin and one afternoon my partner wanted to go to an exhibition in what had formerly been the east part of Berlin. He quite often went to exhibitions and galleries and as it wasn't really my thing I would usually go for a walk until he had finished. He set off and I arranged to meet him a couple of hours later. It was a beautiful sunny afternoon and I enjoyed strolling through the city very much. I walked around in a huge circle, through a park and along by a river and after about an hour I was ready for a rest. I came across an area with shops and restaurants and I noticed that quite a few of them had rainbow flags in the window. I went into a coffee shop, ordered a drink and sat down. It was quite busy, with what was obviously a mixed gay crowd. The guy who served me was really nice, young and quite camp, with a shock of blond hair and a really friendly manner. I enjoyed the atmosphere and the chilled out music. I finished my drink and, as I had plenty of time and was enjoying sitting watching the world go by, I ordered another one. There were quite a few fit looking guys in there and I had particularly noticed the two guys sitting across from me. They were obviously a couple, one was tall and ginger and his boyfriend was small and dark. I thought they were both really fit looking, especially the ginger guy. As I watched them, the dark haired guy leaned forward and I had a great view of the top of his pants and his arse crack. When I looked up I met the eyes of the ginger lad who had obviously noticed me looking at his boyfriend's arse. As I met his eyes, he grinned at me. After a while, the dark haired guy got up from his seat. He said something to the ginger guy and kissed him and I heard them arranging to meet later. I decided it was time to make a move but before I did, I wanted to use the toilet, which I knew was downstairs. I had assumed that there was also some seating down there as I had noticed some guys coming up the stairs that I hadn't noticed going down there. When I got downstairs I discovered that there was no seating down there, only the male toilets. I wondered just what these guys had been doing down there for so long. When I entered the toilet I could guess exactly what they had been doing. The toilet had two urinals and two cubicles and, as I took a much needed piss at the urinal, I could see that there was a perfectly sized glory hole between the two cubicles. I hadn't had sex for some time and, not to put too fine a point on it, was horny as fuck. I looked at my watch and saw that I still had plenty of time. I decided to see what happened - guys were obviously using the toilet for sex and I was horny to suck some cock and, ideally, to get sucked off myself. I went in to one of the cubicles, shut the door, pulled my trousers and pants down and sat on the toilet. Nothing happened for a little while and then I heard someone entering the toilet. I heard him take a piss at the urinal and then wash his hands. I assumed he was going to leave then but instead he entered the other cubicle and I heard him dropping his pants. I waited a moment and then saw an eye at the hole. I leaned back and flashed my hard cock. The eye disappeared and I looked through the hole. To my delight I saw the ginger lad grinning back at me. He stood up and seconds later a nice big thick cock came through the hole. I was really turned on now and wasted no time taking his cock into my mouth. I sucked him for a while and then he pulled his cock back through the hole and indicated that he wanted to suck me. I stood up and pushed my cock through the hole and soon I was enjoying one of the best blow jobs ever. He sucked me so well that I was soon getting very close to blowing my load so I pulled my cock back again. He looked through the hole and indicated to me to turn round. I turned round and showed him my arse, pulling my cheeks apart and fingering my hole. I could see he liked what he was seeing and I was really turned on by the fact that such a fit lad was turned on by my arse. He pushed his cock through the hole again and I sucked him some more. After a short time he pulled his cock back and indicated that I should join him in his cubicle. I hesitated, but only for a moment, and a minute later we were in the cubicle together, kissing and wanking each other. He pushed my head down to his cock and I began to suck him again and then he pulled me up, turned me round and bent me over the toilet. I felt his hands pulling my arse cheeks apart and seconds later his tongue was up my arse. It felt so good - but there was better to come. He stood up and began to rub the head of his cock over my wet hole. I could feel his pre cum on my hole as he spat on it a couple of times and began to push his cock gently but firmly into my arse. This lad wanted to fuck me and he clearly wasn't intending to use a condom! The head of his cock entered my arse and I knew I should pull back - but I knew I didn't want to - I wanted to feel his big bare cock sliding up my arse. He kept pushing and I knew if I pushed back I could probably take him right up my arse. I pushed back and felt a stab of pain as his cock went right up me. He gave me a moment to get used to his cock and then he began to fuck me. I was really turned on and I knew if I touched my cock I was going to cum. I had never thought for a moment when I entered the cafe that I would end up bent over the toilet being fucked without a condom by a fit ginger lad who was at least ten years younger than me. The fact that we were fucking unprotected in the toilet of a busy cafe and the fact that we were both cheating on our partners only made the whole experience even hornier. He fucked me steadily for a while, and then took hold of my hips and began to fuck me harder. His breathing was getting heavier now and I knew he wasn't going to last much longer. After about ten or twelve more thrusts he groaned and I knew he was pumping a big load of cum into my unprotected, cheating arse. He seemed to cum for ages and when he pulled out my arse I took his cock into my mouth again. He grinned and high fived me, then pulled his pants and trousers up and left the cubicle. A short time later I was back out in the Berlin sunshine on my way to meet my partner, a big load of cum deep in my arse.

The Trainee ** Please remember to ‘like’ the story if you enjoyed it. Feel free to comment or to contact me via mail. Thx. ** Working in a huge supermarket as a manager has some advantages. Every time I’m bad tempered or feel some kind of pressure, I turn to one of my employees and take my bad mood out on that poor guy. Building up the pressure by telling him to complete a job in a minimum amount of time; giving him work, which no one else wants to do; letting him do the late shifts all the time; fuck off his private life, by turning his down his wishes to get certain days off. I always chose a guy, who is in dire need of the money and can’t afford to lose the job. They are taking this shit much longer, than an ordinary human being – they are simply the perfect victims. The other guys at work don’t dare to interfere. They are so scared I could turn to them. Even if they think I am out of the line already, they turn their heads the other way and let that special co-worker suffer. I was in need of a new prey, since the last one got – well let’s put it this way: worn-out. So I had Betty put up the sign ‘Help Wanted’ at our entrance and we had quite a few applications. For example the 79 year old granny who told me, she would give her very best to make our store a success. Her very best? Are you fucking kidding me? She can be happy, if she wears her underwear correctly. Or the mom with 6 kids. Yeah right – can only work from 9 am to 1 pm; no check-out, because she is not good at math; no things pushing around, because of her sore back. Excuse me? Can I get you a cup of coffee and a piece of cake, while I pay your lazy ass for NOTHING? The highlight was when she asked if the job would include health insurance for her and her kids immediately. NEXT! Betty brought in another applicant. Now this was someone I would totally prefer. He was a slender guy. Maybe 18 or 19 at the most. He had dirty blonde hair, like those damn street dogs and looked at me with frightened blue eyes. “Thanks Betty….” I said while she left my office and closed the door. I let the guy stand in front of my desk for several minutes and didn’t even offer him a seat. First I finished my papers while he was standing there, feeling obviously insecure about this situation. His smile froze into place while I was signing a few other documents. Without looking at him I asked about his name. “Shane Myers” he answered with a croaking voice. I regarded him with a piercing look and the rest of his confidence shattered. “Shane Myers… do you have another pair of Jeans? Or do you always apply for a new job, in such dirty and torn up jeans?” I asked him, noticing a tear in his pants. He looked down at his right knee and tried to apologize. “My mom wasn’t able to sew it yet” he answered. “That doesn’t answer my question: Don’t you have another pair of jeans? I mean… come on… if you apply for a job, you want to make the best impression and I got to tell you: this is not a good impression to me” I said nodding at his torn pants. “I am sorry…. my other pair of jeans looked even worse” Shane replied meekly. Poor Shane, you could see he was humiliated by my words and his confession, to own just two pair of jeans. “Tell me about you. How old are you? What do you do? Are you still in school? Come on… time is money” I said harshly. “Well… my name is Shane Myers. I am 18 years old… what was the other question again?” he asked. I looked at him sternly. “Oh… yes. I am not in school anymore. I had to quit school, to help my mom paying the bills. She said I need to contribute, since times are bad and we struggle a bit. He was perfect! I wanted to squeeze him like a lemon. “We look for a full time employee. 40 hours the week. You need to be flexible. If I call you to come to work because someone called in sick, you jump into your torn up jeans and rush to my store.” I told him, adding “If you don’t finish a job in time, you do the overtime on your own free time. Got that?” Continuing I told him “There are no bad jobs, just bad workers. Listen, I will give you the chance, but don’t disappoint me. I am a hard guy, but I am fair” Shane nodded at me. He smiles but I wasn’t a convincing smile. “You get paid by every two weeks and you get minimum wage. After a while, when you proved yourself, I might give you a bit more, but first I need to see, that you really want this job. I mean really… really want to be part of our family.” and for the first time I smiled at him. “It would be great to work for you. I promise you won’t be disappointed. I learn fast and even without education I will give my very best not to fail. No matter what you need, I am your man!” he exclaimed. “That’s good to hear Shane. Now are you willing and read to start today?” I asked. “Today, like now?” he asked? “Is there a problem?” “No… not a problem at all. I just need to call my girlfriend and tell her that we can’t date later on, but I know she will understand.” he said. Girlfriend… Nice! It would be so much fun to break this boy and turn him into a cock slurping, ass fucking faggot. After he made his call I got up and my semi hard dick made a nice bulge in my slacks. As any other dude Shane noticed my prominent bulge but didn’t stare or say something about it. I went to a cupboard and opened it. “Here is your uniform. The pants might be too small, but we don’t have your size in stock right now.” that was a lie of course, but I wanted him to wear tight pants. I wanted look at his fuckable butt. “Usually the male staff wears shirts, but since we only got over size shirts left at the moment, I would suggest you wear the stuff our female workers have to wear – which is a blouse” I fished out one in his size, with a nice collar and some ruffles on it. He would look ridiculous. I could see his shocked face and calmed him down saying “We will order the right things for you. Don’t worry. But we need to get you going for starters.” I said nicely. “So… what are you waiting for? Undress and get into your working clothes.” “Here?” he asked oblivious. “Yeah – I want you ready for the action. Don’t be shy.” I snickered. First Shane got rid of his shirt. His torso was simply beautiful, almost completely hairless. His wide chest with his little nipples invited me almost to torture him immediately. I really had to control myself, not to jump up and twist his nipples forcefully. Then he pulled down his jeans. He wore boxer shorts underneath. I told him with his tight uniform pants, he wouldn’t be able to wear those boxers. He sighed that I was probably right. He made the conclusion and pulled his shorts down also, but before that he turned around, so I could admire those solid ass cheeks. I didn’t care about the fags clit anyway. I was longing for his ass. I had to fuck him hard and brutal. Not only to put him into his place, but also to seed him with my venom. Without turning to me he pulled up his working pants. That was a sight. He really had to fight to get into these tight pants. Several times he had to bend his knees to get the pants up higher. Every time he did that, he gave me a promise of his sweet ass. He cursed under his breath because he had so many difficulties to button up, but finally he managed to get into it. He turned around and tried to make a happy face. “Are you able to breathe?” I asked seriously. “Yes… but I don’t know if I can do a good job in those pants” he complained. In my mind I screamed: ‘YES, YES – you are doing a great job already.’ “Well, let’s check it” I said and walked towards him. “Turn your back at me. Now bend your knees… Shut up… I need to hear if the stitches are ripping up” “Go deeper into your knees… okay…. now crouch before me and be quiet… I can’t hear anything ripping” I grinned. “Now get do some squats.” Since Shane was with his back to me I couldn’t help but to stroke my cock through my slacks. I had to push it further. I wanted to know how far I could go and so I ordered the twink to bend a bit and with my right thumb I followed the stitches down his ass crack. I laid my left hand occasionally on his left ass cheek and run my thumb again and again up and down between his ass cheeks. Shane yelped and tried to shy away. “Don’t worry – I just want to make sure this is really safe. Imagine you work outside and then all of a sudden your pants rip and you don’t even wear underwear. We can’t risk that!” I explained to him as I continued asking in a professional tone “How does that feel?" “Good…?” Shane wasn’t sure what to answer. “It seems like your working pants are able to survive a nuclear war – now try the blouse.” What I didn’t tell him, of course we had shirts in his size. Hell - we even had blouses in his size, but I chose one that was also a bit smaller. He had the chance to turn down the job, if he had some dignity he would. Instead of that he grabbed the blouse and tried to wear it, and on the first try commented with a desperate if polite edge “I think it is a bit too small also." I couldn’t help but to agree. “This is only a compromise… don’t worry, we will change that in a couple of days” I assured him. Imagine – his top didn’t even match to reach his pants. If he would stack goods into an upper shelf you would see his bellybutton. Poor Shane hat a pants, that would reveal part of his ass cheeks while bending down. In the front some of his pubic hair could be seen. His blouse looked more like a belly top. “Can I be honest to you? I am a bit embarrassed.” Shane subdued. “Nah… you know, in these times you can’t ever wear something and be embarrassed. Today everything is possible” he calmed him down. I went to my desk and got a name tag out of my drawer. Of course it had not Shane’s name on it, but the word ‘Trainee’ “This way, the customers will know that you are new to this” I smiled. “So? Are you ready for some action? “Yes Sir!” he tried to smile and thanked me again, for giving him this chance. When we made it to one of the department managers he looked a bit irritated to Shane, but tried to act professional. I introduced Shane as the new trainee and co-worker and asked Mr. Brown to give him some work to do. After he explained to Shane what he wanted, the boy started to arrange some stuff. Mr. Brown walked a few feet with me and after he made sure that Shane couldn’t overhear our conversation he asked why the boy would be dressed like that. It was a bit revealing he remarked, adding “He looks like a faggot!” I agreed. “You know – when I showed him our uniform he asked me, if he could have pants a bit tighter, because he thought he has a nice ass. After I handed him the shirt he mentioned the things our female workers wear would be so much nicer and so he got that one too. Maybe your suspicion is true – but who am I to judge” I lied. “You know how it is – only happy associates are productive associates” I added, giving Mr. Brown a wink. “Ooooh… I see. Well, since we are living in a gay friendly neighborhood, I guess this could actually help us attracting more customers.” “Exactly” I said. Once I would be finished with him, he would know every dick by name….

I had a business trip last week and reached out to a couple fuck buds in the hope that I could get laid in my hotel room after working out of town. I heard from my buddy number 1 and he said he needed dad seed. He agreed to meet me in my hotel the day of my arrival. He is a hot 25 year old married bi guy and he just loves to suck dads dick and have it slide inside his hole. He is all bottom and prefers to take seed without me touching his cock. When he arrived at my hotel he was so horny. I answered my door naked and had him come in as I shut and locked the door. He said "dad I missed your cock so much and I need it in me." He quickly undressed and was down on his knees sucking my dick. I loved having his mouth bobbing up and down on me getting my cock wet and hard. After a bit of sucking I felt myself getting close and stopped him. I wanted to fuck his ass and breed his hole. That's what we both needed. We got on the bed and he lay down on his stomach with his hot hairy hole ready for me. He had cleaned out before coming over and I wanted to rim his hole. I dove inside that hot hole with my tongue darting inside and around. He was moaning and groaning like crazy. That so turns me on. He is a responsive bottom son. I slicked up my cock and slid my dick inside his warm wet ass. It felt so good. I pounded his hole. I was lost in the pleasure of his hole squeezing around my cock. All too soon I shot a big load deep inside him. He was squirming around and moaning. I must have hit the right spot because he had his own orgasm around my dick. I pulled out and rested a bit both of us sweaty from the sex. After a bit of a break, he started kissing me deep. That got my cock hard again and he rolled on his side. I put my arms around him and probed my cock around his hole. It was all wet and dripping. I was able to slide back inside and started fucking again. Eventually, I got on top and fucked him hard. Pounding out another load deep inside his ass. We had fucked for awhile and he had to go. He got dressed and left. I was relaxed and went to bed. The next night the guy from bbrts reached out. He said he had a short window of time and needed fucked. He was 1/2 hour away from me and his GF was due back in a couple hours. Can he come over for a load? YES. He showed up and was ready for fun. No nonsense. He undressed and started sucking me hard. He presented his beefy bubble butt to me and backed into my cock. He was pre lubed and ready to go. I fucked and pounded his hole. It felt great..he was moaning and groaning like a cum slut pig. "Give me that daddy load" he said over and over. Well, I did. Nice and deep inside his ass. He was jacking off while I fucked him and he shot so fucking hard it pushed my cock out of his ass. He dressed and thanked me for the load and left. "Lets do it again soon" he said as he was heading out the door. So i was still horned up and checked Grdr to see if I could host some more ass. I got a message from a guy not too far away from me. He sent me several pics and I sent mine. The conversation went like this: He: " you fuck raw?" Me: "only way to fuck." He: "cum inside no pull out" Me: "always" He "come over here is my address" I was there in 20 min. He met me at the door naked. Took me upstairs in his bedroom. We started kissing and tongue fucking each other. WOW what a kisser. My dick was rock hard. He pulled off my shirt and took of my pants. He had poppers and porn all ready. He got my cock wet with his mouth and tongue. It was amazing. I loved it. But I wanted ass. I turned him around and rim that hole good. I aimed my cock at his ass and pushed in. I love that feeling. He was so responsive. Moaning and groaning pushing back on my cock. I shoved it deep inside. Fucking in and out trying to make it last as long as possible. Such a fantastic hole. We got into a good rhythm and the slapping sound of our bodies turning us on even more. I shot a huge load deep inside his hole. I pushed deep in and he pushed back. It was a hungry hole!! I pushed him down on the bed and was on top of his back riding his hole. I was in heat and so was he. i kept pumping and fucking him till another load shot out of my balls. He took every drop squeezing my cock as I came. (I'm hard just writing about it.) We talked for awhile as we recovered and I ended up fucking him another time for a total of 3 loads. I asked him if I could come back for more the next evening before I left. He said I have an open invitation to his ass. We met the next evening and fucked for several hours. I think I loaded him 4 or 5 times that night. We have exchanged numbers and have kept in touch. I am in town monthly and we will fuck as much as we can when ever I am there. I go back next week and plan to seed his hole more. Today I heard from another fuck bud in that same area and he wanted to know when I'm back in town. Looks like another successful business trip for me!

PART 8 As if the adrenaline from the sex wasn’t enough, hearing him tell me he was poz just pushed it further. “Get on your back”, Steven ordered. I immediately complied and instinctively pulled my legs up, so that my now twice fucked hole was exposed. “Oh.... oh fuck yeah.look at that crummy boyhole. Your first time here and already leaking cum out of your little hole. There is nothing sexier on earth than a fresh young stud discovering he is a cumdump. And fuck yeah, you are the sexiest one ever. You hole is so hungry, isn’t it?”, he whispered. “I need it so bad!” I almost cried out. And I did need it. Being in that sleazy place and in that tiny room, the stink of cum and men and sex, this amazingly sexy older guy about to fuck me. I was in a place where it was all horny sexy gay men, fucking and sucking, showing off their sexy bodies and beautiful cocks... everyone there for one purpose, to relish every moment of being free to have any kind of hot man sex they want, a focus on cock and cum and holes. Men worshipping men. And here i was, 18 and in a little over an hour, i’d Been completely seduced by it all. And so when Steven asked if I needed it, I can’t tell you how much that in that moment, the only thing on earth that mattered was having him inside me. Shooting sperm deep into my guts. He spit on his hand and stroked his cock, before lining it up with my hole. Our eyes were locked as he slowly worked his Cock head past my ring, til he pushed thru and half his cock slid in me and my eyes rolled back. After a brief pause to make sure I was ok, he continued working his cock, slowly beginning to slide in and out. As my hole opened up for him, he began to fuck me harder, he was still not all the way in. He was much more aggressive than the first two and didn’t say much of anything, just groans and grunts. Since he went from 0-60, I was just trying to catch breath, as he was fucking it out of me. He was really pounding me now, sliding almost all the way out and then deep into me. It jabbed and hurt in that good way bottoms will understand. Finally, as I was practically hyperventilating, he started to mutter thru cleanched teeth., “ oh fuck, here it comes. Fucking here it comes. Fucking big load. Big load. Fuck yeah. Fuck yeah. Gonna shoot. Gonna shoot. Fuck yeah. Fuck yeah!!!!!!””, the last part much louder as he drove deep and began to spurt blast after blast of hot poz cum into me. I clenched down on his cock, wanting to milk it all out of him, wanting every single drop of his precious seed. My legs were wrapped around him pulling him in. I could feel his cock pulse as he tried to make sure I had all of his semen inside me. Slowly he withdrew and I tried to clamp my hole shut. I didn’t want it leaking out. I had three loads of cum in me now, all hiv positive. I was in Stevens room, having just had his cock flop out of my hole a minute prior and already I was thinking that I still had my key, but my towel was gone. And walking nude thru the halls back to my room might attract another hot Top. Another. Because even though my hole was now pretty raw, I still wanted another. I kissed Steven and then rolled off the bed and stood up on very wobbly legs. “Thank you so much Steven. And... and if you see me here again, please take me back to your room again and do all of this over,” I said with an embarrassed grin. “Oh Chris I can’t wait to fuck you again. And I get the feeling you aren’t done yet tonight either. You have the hottest ass ever. And now it has my cum in it,” he replied. I slipped open the door and completely nude, started my walk down the hall.

last night I attended the bear party near my home in nj... I got there, paid my admission and stripped. took a seat on one of the beds and waited and watched. it started out slow, but then the bear boys started to show up... I was in heaven.... I watched a sexy, bearded bear enter and strip, wow what a bod... I waited till he found a corner and then pounced. sucked him in ... he was about 9 fat inches and uncut. he had dark hair and a trimmed beard... sexy! I worked on him for a bit then he pulled off not wanting to shoot yet. I found another bear nearby and started to worship his cock and balls. while I was sucking him down someone started playing with my ass. fingering me and eating me out... I loved his beard on my ass. next I felt a push and he was in me, no mention of a condom, just a rough fuck.. pig heaven... I begged him to breed me which must have caught some attention. by the time he unloaded in me, there were a few new bears around us waiting. the bear in my mouth had unloaded and a chaiser took his place... by the time I left at 1 am I had 8 loads in my ass and as many in my mouth. condoms were provided but no one used them. I watched men go from hole to hole with no care about where that cock had been...the best night ever...

Hit the jackpot with my new virile FB. He's been banging me a few times this week. Last night he made me cum minutes after he started fucking me. Went on to fuck three loads in me in total. Managed to make me shoot again in the last round. Every muscle hurt after he was done and my hole was pretty sore from the constant pounding (him going for his 3rd) but love his stamina.

Chapter two: A new life. Part two. He fucked me. Hard. My body pressed against the cold bars. His sweat dripping onto me. "I'm getting close boy. I'm gonna paint your guts with my seed." His thrust grew fast and impatient. His breathing became short and sharp. Suddenly he slammed balls deep and howled like a rabid dog. And as he did I felt his spunk spray into me. He withdrew and left me alone again. I dont know how long I had been there. But I awoke to him returning. His cum had run out my now somewhat looser arsehole and dried on my legs and the floor. He was carrying a plastic flask. "Here you'd better drink." He thrust the nozzle in my mouth and I sucked hard. My first drink in hours. It caught me in my throat. The acrid, warn piss he had clearly saved for me and yet I gulped it down like it was going out of fashion. "I'll miss you boy," he remarked as I drank, I must have looked puzzled as he added, "tonight is our last night together. Tomorrow you become part of the biggest pig market you'll ever see. And I think you will steal the show." He bid me good night by pouring the last of his piss over me and left me in the dark, wet and frightened... Yet my cock was rock hard and leaking precum like crazy.

Ya, He's Gay, He Just Don't Know It Yet Chris was a typical high school kid . He was a bit of a nerd who loved to run cross country and long distance track at school. Being raised in a small, rural, southern town by a pair of ultra, religious parents did give him much latitude. He followed three Christian values his parents instilled upon him from the Bible of premarital sex, masturbation and homosexuality as sins. It was during his senior year that he began to break out on his own. When the Mitchell’s moved to town and joined the same church as Chris’s family the two sets of parents became good friends and so did Chris and their son Arthur. It was through this friends the Chris began to smoke pot with his new friend. The two boys would enjoy a bowl or two a couple times a week. This friendship also exposed Chris to the joys that the opposite sex could offer. On frequent occasions when Arthur’s parents would you out of town Chris would stay with Arthur, and Arthur's girlfriend would come over along with a friend for Chris. While Arthur was fucking his girlfriend Chris would be entertained by the girl that came with Arthur’s girl. Chris still tried to maintain one fast stead rule, no premarital sex. The extent of activity between Chris and whomever accompanied Arthur's girl amounted to a lot of kissing, heavy petting and a couple blow jobs. Chris maintained in his head that his lack of enthusiasm with what ever girl came over was due to the fact that he didn’t love the girl. Chris As I approach the end of my senior year, I have really valued my friends with Arthur Mitchell. Once the final bel gang on Friday we headed to Arthur's house to smoke some weed before we head out to a kick ass party that night. As we begin smoking Arthur's stash he realizes that he is almost out and will need to pick some up before the party. He contacts his dealer and arranges to meet him at Jeremy Well’s house at 9. Jeremy is one of the school fags and he was having a party at his place since his parents were out of town. Now we had been invited to his party as well, but I really didn’t want to go to a party with a bunch of fags. We smoked all the weed we had then showered and dressed to go out. We picked up the girls, Arthur’s girlfriend and the friend she’d have for me. When we arrived at Jeremy’s there was a good crowd already partying. There’s was alcohol everywhere and schoolmates having a good time. We followed Arthur as he made his way through the house and out to the backyard. As we began to cross three patio it was clear to me that this was the fag's hangout. They were smoking weed and who knows what else as Arthur walked a direct line to this tall, slender black guy who couldn’t be more than 20-21 years old. The two shook hands and we were introduced to Dante. After shaking hands the two conducted business and as we were almost ready to go one of our schoolmates grabbed Arthur. It turned out that Arthur’s younger sister who was at the party had, at this early hour, to much to drink and had thrown up in the bathroom. In this instance his sister and her best friend were escorted out to the backyard. Jeremy told Arthur that he should get the two drunk girls out of his house. As much as I wanted to pound this queer boy, the priority was to the drunk pair. If Arthur was going to take these two drunk teens home it was going to be a challenge. He drove a small, two door hatchback that barely fit four preps. Now there were 6 to drive. Hearing our predicament he made a very logical suggestion, she the it looked like all the girls would fit in the car he could give me a ride and we’d meet up at the party. That settled our problem and Dante seemed like a cool guy to ride with to the party. Dante The second I saw this white boy I got this feeling. When my man Arthur introduced us and I we shook hands I new or for sure. When the situation presented before me I knew I had a shot to find out and maybe Chris would find himself. As Arthur left to take his sister home I handed Chris a drink, a joint, told him I had one more deal to take care of before we could leave and to enjoy himself while he waited. Jeremy and some of his friends wanted to buy some Tina and GHB. I told my thing as I made my way through the house and found their group already in there briefs just waiting for the party favors. As usual then invited me to stay and join them, but I had other plans. When I finally returned to Chris I found him well baked from the joint and significantly affected by the G that was in his drink. I led him over to my car, we climbed in and were off. As we drove I could see that Chris was slightly groggy, not too much where he was out of it, I didn’t want him like that, but just enough to be open to suggestions. As we drove I looked at him and asked, “Hey there Chris, you getting tired?” He replied, “I think it’s the combination of the weed I smoked and the booze I just drank.” I pulled the car onto a dark side street, pulled out my Tina pipe from the center console telling my passenger, “Bro, I’ve got something here that will perk you right up.” I held the pipe up, lit the torch and melted the contents. As the smoke built up in the bowl I began to inhale which was followed by my exhaling a big, beautiful cloud while commenting, “Damn that hits the spot.” Chris looked at me, “Man, more weed week put my lights out.” I let him know, “This ain’t weed, it’s called T and it’s kind of like an upper. I think you’ll like it.” Chris It was nice of Dante to give me a joint to smoke along with a drink while he finished up his business with the fags. I have to remember to ask him what kind of booze this is he gave me, it’s got a strange taste to it. I’m not sure how long I was waiting, but when he finally came out to get me I had already finished the drink and was practically roached the joint. Dante says let’s go as he led me to his car. He had a nice ride, a Nissan 380Z loaded when everything. The back seat in this car is useless especial with Dante's 6’ 4” height. The front seat is so far back there’s no leg room if someone tried you sit in the back seat. As he drove off I began do feel a little tired when he said something to me before eventually pulling onto a side street. He pulled a strange looking pipe out, held a strong torch lighter under it needed he inhaled the white smoke. After he blew out a big white cloud he hand the pipe to me and instructed me on how to heat the T so or wouldn’t burn and when to start to inhale the smoke. I was a little hesitant about trying Tina, “So you just smoke it?” Dante answered, “You can smoke it, snort it up for nose and some like to slam it, inject it right into a vein.” I then said, “Injecting it sounds hard core, you ever try it?” Dante told me, “A couple times, I can take it or leave it.” As I was heating up the bowl Dante removed his shirt saying, “This shit all ways makes me hot.” After I had done my first hit of this T, Dante had me do a couple more telling me, “It usually takes a few hits to really feel the effects. He had me do 5 hits before taking the pipe from my hands and asking me, “How do you feel now?” As I did a self assessment before answering, I had to admit to myself that I felt more awake and energized, “That stuff is amazing. I feel like I can take on the world. And I see what you mean about making you feel warm.” Dante then encouraged me to take off my shirt which I eagerly did. As we sat there I found myself admiring Dante's well defined body. I had to ask him, “What do foo do to get arms and a chest like that?” He answered me, “Oh this?’ As he flexed his arms and chest. “This is all natural, no ahead and feel.” With his invitation I found myself touching Dante’s arms, chest and abs while telling him, “I wish I had a body like his.” Dante was quick to tell me, “You’ve got a nice compact body, defined in the all the right places.” Dante took this opportunity to touch my arms chest and abs which at first I thought strange, but I had just done the same to him. In fact, it felt a little exciting to have someone touch me like he had just done. I then asked, “Don’t we have a party to get to?” Dante answered, “Fuck yeah, but I need to make a stop at my place to get more ‘supplies’

1. Brotherly Love Hi my name is Liam, I’m 18 years old and have a secret: I have worshiped my brother for as long as I can remember and whilst he is only 3 years older than me he, Ben, always acted and looked much older whereas I knew from early on that I am attracted to guys Ben ogling over shirtless men on TV, internet search men’s underwear pages and sneaking a peak in the school locker rooms. Ben’s naughty boyish smile that got attention wherever he went and could have any girls or boys he wanted as they couldn’t take their eyes off him. He always had a ready joke and was a prankster and clown at heart, always doing something to make himself laugh, usually at the expense of me. Sex was never spoken about at home, but I guess Ben realised my preferences as he always looked out for his nerdy bookish sibling when being called out “Gayboy” when being the last to be picked for school sports. In my fantasy I suspected my brother maybe Bi, if not gay because when he had friends to stay they shared his room, the guest in his bed and Ben supposedly on a put-you-up alongside. When puberty hit my cock had a mind of its own and I discovered wanking…now it made sense what those sounds in the next-door bedroom were all about. One-time hearing tell-tale sounds from within I burst in the room on the pretence of retrieving a book I had lent him to find them in bed, the friend on his back and my brother on top…” Fuck’s up with you?” he shouted as I stood open mouthed, “Can’t you see we’re practicing wrestling?” I shot out of the room and never mentioned it again, too afraid to ask for rear of the consequences but when they went out to the Park to play football I darted into his room went straight to the laundry hamper and there it was, a balled up old T-shirt with the now soaked in evidence of last night. I covered my face in it trying to smell and absorb Ben’s essence through the material, but to my disappointment, all I could smell was the intoxicating scent of his deodorant and washing detergent so I licked the damp patch for a taste of his salty cum and got an instant boner! I grabbed the shirt tossed on my bed and covered it under the duvet to become my cum-rag trophy. Throughout school and college Ben brought home a succession of girls but seldom for a second time and all dad said was, “That’s my boy!” I tried to hide my sexuality but think mum knew as I always batted away the question of “do you have a girlfriend or someone special yet?” with an answer of “I don’t want to disrupt my studies.” I got my thrills from catching Ben in the shower or bath and glimpses of him in his tight white boxer briefs that showed off his bubble butt and package brilliantly. I could never be quite sure how if Ben made a ‘show’ on purpose or I was just incredibly lucky catching him naked or semi-naked so often. However, when Ben left college, got himself a good job and moved into a small house with a work colleague for a housemate we saw less and less of one another. Occasionally Ben would come home for a good feed up and sometime brought Olly his housemate along too. They were always fun together, easy and relaxed in each other’s company and I remember once when mum asked Olly if Ben was getting into trouble playing the field with the girls in the office he replied, “Don’t worry Mrs Hart I’ll keep him straight!” Ben burst out laughing and behind mums back showed him his middle finger to Olly…but I saw it all. On my way to college I had to pass one of the skankier public toilets in town and quickly found out the joys to be had within as you could always get a good look at what’s on offer whilst standing at the urinal and being young I was always popular to be wanked or sucked off, never daring to going any further. One day on a free period I thought I’d spend the time in the cottage, but only found older guys who looked wolfishly at me. I was scared and ducked into the one empty stall available…and found a largish gloryhole. Immediately as I unzipped and dropped my trousers my cock sprang to life before I even sat down…I saw movement from the other side as a gorgeous veiny 8-inch uncut cock is pushed through. A primal feeling took over. I dropped to my knees without a hint of hesitation, eager to get close. I brought my face as close as I could, feeling the heat radiate off it, the strong masculine scent that suddenly pierced the air. The hard flesh moved lightly up and down with his breathing, excitement brewing as a pearl of pre-cum rose from the piss-slit and enticingly there was just enough space of the gloryhole for me to see some of his heavy shaved balls too. I was in heaven.

Traveling for work, and had some downtime this afternoon. Fired up a few apps, and connected with a black guy that was interested in getting together. Being married and only playing occasionally, I had never had the opportunity to be with a black guy. The situation was right for today, and I invited him to meet at my hotel. He arrived, and was hot as hell. About 5'6, bald, and sculpted like a football player. We got undresed and climbed up on the bed. I was impressed with his 4-5 inches of limp cock, and as I started sucking, it grew. And grew. And grew to the point where my lips were catching on the rim of his head as I went down on his cock. I could barely fit it into my mouth, and went down on him to fill my mouth to choking with my entire hand still wrapped on the base of his cock. It must have been at least 8-9 inches long, and filling my mouth. By far, the largest cock I have ever played with to date. I continued to suck him until he was rock hard and ready to fuck. I bent over the corner of the bed as he got behind me. After a liberal lubrication of both my ass and his cock, and several deep hits of poppers, he slowly started invading my hole with that monster cock. Slow, consistent pressure make my ring stretch and give way bit by bit, until I felt his pubes tickling my ass cheeks and rim. He was fully inside me and it felt like I was penetrated by a baseball bat. I've never been stretched this wide before. And I loved it. A few more hits of the poppers, and I began to push back, inviting him to start working my hole. I was in 7th heaven as he began to slowly saw in and out, side to side, up and down, teasing my insides with his pole like I had never felt before. This man was a fucking machine, literally. I can only say that I have been fucked many times in my life, but I have never been with a top who's only job was to send me into orbit in waves of pleasure. It was amazing. I've never cum from bottoming, but he pushed me over the edge and I blew a huge load all over the side of the bedspread. As I came down from my high, he flipped me over and put my legs over his shoulders. He leaned forward, kissed me, and asked me where I wanted him to cum. I passionately kissed him back, looked him in the eye, and said. "cum inside me and make me your bitch." He smiled, and started deep dicking me with reckless abandon, using my stretched out hole for his pleasure. I saw droplets of sweat forming on his bald dome and trickling down his face. A droplet formed on the end of his nose and danced there. His assault on my hole was in full force, sending waves of pleasure through me. The drop fell onto my chest and as it hit, his back arched and he drove that magnificent black cock to the root inside me as he exploded. I felt his cock spasm inside me as I clenched down hard to milk the load from his shaft. After our orgasmic high receded, I felt his cock plop from my hole, leaving me with an emptiness I wanted filled once more. I rolled off the bed onto quivering legs, dropped to my knees, and licked his large cock clean, savoring the taste of his cum and my ass, mixed together. As he got dressed and left, we both knew that I was in town for 4 more days, and we would be doing this again and again.

I've done this more times than I can count. I fuck lots of married men (married to a woman here as well) and lots of times it ends up being in their marital bed or a bed that is primarily used by one of their children off at college. I've bred a few in my own marital bed too but usually when I fuck at my place it's all over the house, not just in my bed.

it is very difficult for a hard cock to resist going into a open exposed hole raw,once In the bottom has to work hard to ensure he ejaculates into it

The few seconds before he motions you to come over and suck his dick

Just tested hiv positive today! Touch ora quick came positive

Just reread this post and thought I would give everyone long over due follow up. That ended up being the last time we fucked. He stopped returning my texts. 3 months later I went to get tested. The test result was HIV+. I don't know if it was him, as I did continue to meet guys from BBRT & A4A and fuck bareback. 6 months later, after starting meds, I changed all my profiles to HIV+, undetectable. He responded to my profile and said I see your status changed....and I never heard from him again. His profile says he is on PrEP...but he was not back when we were FB. Will never know the truth.

You'll love it! Go experience it and enjoy yourselves. I haven't been there yet this season and know nothing about the new management, I went when Dave (can't remember his last name) still ran the place. Something for everyone without the attitudes!

I had always been a top bi guy, as years went by more and more goy curious about been a bottom. One day last year I finally gave in. Been a very horny man I went to a bathouse one night and it was fairly busy, I lubed my ass up really well, had cleaned myself out before I left home. I went into the dark room where there were about 10 guys, we were all feeling each other up, kissing and sucking each other. There was only one other black guy in there besides myself so we were the center of attention, we were about the same size which it 8 inches. I bent a guy over and started fucking him as did the other black guy who was next to me, then another guy came behind me and started fucking me as was happening to my neighbor. we went like this for a good 15 minutes till we all came at the same time, then we had plenty of volunteers to clean us

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.”

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 42 　 I felt myself sliding down onto my back, my legs almost automatically spreading open. His fingers probing deep inside my abuse hole, but feeling so good. All on my own I lifted my legs up higher and place them on his shoulders. As I did that his fingers drove even deeper into my hole, driving me almost insane with desire. Then I could tell he had all his fingers in me and rotating them as he drove them in and out. I was panting from the heat of the moment. Then I felt what seemed to be a pop and he leaned back smiling and looked me in the eyes and said, "oh, yeah, my whole hand just went in your ass, how does it feel?" My eyes almost bugged out of my head when he said that and I leaned forward to try and see it. I could see none of his hand down there, just his wrist and knew he had told the truth. Then he rotated his hand some and stroked my prostate and my head fell back as I almost yelled in ecstacy. OMG, the full feeling and no way to escape the movement on my prostrate and my own cock almost immediately jumped to full hardness. He continued to rotate his hand back and forth for awhile and precum was leaking out of my cock like a faucet. Then, all at once, he pulled his hand out of me, causing me to groan from the loss. With hardly any hesitation he drove his nice hard toxic cock back into me causing me to drive my ass up to meet his inward thrust. I needed that hard meat in me terribly now and drove my ass onto his cock as hard as he drove it into me. We were going faster and faster and harder and harder. At this pace, there was no way to last a long time. In something like, maybe, 5 minutes, he leaned back and told me to get ready. He drove into me a few more hard thrusts and then with a wild roar, drove his cock as deep into me as he could and I could actually feel his cock throbbing as he was cumming in me and then my own cock erupted also. And the night was still young.

Part 5 Dante Yeah, he was ready for Miguel, but before I could let Miguel have him he needed to be marked as as part of my crew and as my personal fuck hole. I had a guy in the crew who did tats for me and he was waiting down stairs. I said to my new white fuck boy, "Nice job Home Slice, you're ready to take care of a business associate of mine who will be visiting tonight. I know you'll please him just as if you were pleasing me, right?" He looked up at me and enthusiastically shook his head yes with an answer of "Yes Boss." Looks like he picked up on the rest of the crew and acquaintances calling me boss. That brought a smile to my face letting him know he did good. I pulled him to his feet. had him put on a pair of shorts I had for him that were sure to show off his ass and led him down stairs as I let him know, "You are officially going to become a part of my crew now. Remember that your only purpose is to be my fuck hole. No one else will touch you unless I tell you to let them fuck you. I will protect you from anyone who tries to mess with you in any way." By the time I finished going over all that Home Slice, we had reached the room on the first floor where the tattoo artist was waiting. I told Home Slice, "Drop your shorts and bend over the table. This is my tat guy who's going to give you the mark of being part of my crew and that you are my fuck boy. This will tell the rest of the crew to keep their hands off of you as well." Home Slice After being taught how to give a blow job I had to demonstrate my skills on Dante. After swallowing his sperm I earned his approval and was told I'd be fucked by his visiting business associate that night. At first I was a little apprehensive about it, but the way Dante looked at me I knew it would please him if Miguel fucked me that night. He then led me into a room where I received a tattoo signifying being part of his crew and his fuck boy. I was excited as the guy began to apply the tattoo pattern on the outer part of my right butt cheek. As he was about to start the actual tattoo, Dante began to feed me a freshly packed pipe. After the first hit I suddenly realized how badly I needed to be smoking. Before I knew it the tattoo was done and so was the pipe. I was also fucking horny as hell. Dante gave me his dick to suck. It didn't take long to get him hard and as he moved around me I expected him to fuck me. I looked back to see him bend the guy who had just given me the tattoo and start to roughly fuck him. I could tell Dante was only looking to get off inside the guy as he shouted, "Here's your pay for the tattoo!" Each word was punctuated with a hard thrust. I could tell Dante was about to deliver a load inside this guy as he thrusted one last time and, without a sound, fired his load into the guys ass and quickly pulled his hard cock from the freshly bred hole quickly shoving it into my hungry ass. Dante told the guy, "Pull your shorts up and get out" as he began to fuck me with more purpose. Once we were alone he seemed pleased that I didn't say a word as he fucked that guy as payment for the tattoo. Now it was time to pay me for getting his mark permanently my ass that now belonged to him. He took his time making sure I enjoyed this fuck from him since the next fuck I would be getting would come from Miguel. When Dante finally came inside me for what I finally learned was his fourth load since he entered my ass (after fucking the tattoo guy), he leaned down and kissed me before telling me, "Squeeze that ass of yours and keep that cum inside. Miguel likes a cum filled hole." I squeezed my ass muscles as Dante pulled his still hard cock from my hole only to shove back in adding one more load to the mix he already deposited. He finally pulled out and had me put my short back on as he told me that Miguel would be arriving soon and I was to wait for him in his room. He had one of the crew show me to Miguel's room up stairs. I didn't have to wait long when Dante brought Miguel into the room and introduce me as his Home Slice. Miguel I often have to travel to the US to meet with one of my best dealers, Dante. He ran a good crew and never had trouble with the police. The main reason I didn't mind going to see him is that he'd always have a new piece of ass for me to fuck. He knew how I liked them and I was never disappointed. He did tell me that the piece of ass he was giving me to fuck was his personal piece of ass. I knew Dante was always on the look out for an ass he could 'own'. He only had one request of me, not to damage Home Slice (as he called him). When I walked into my room I was pleasantly surprised to see this slim, toned, white boy in a pair of tight shorts. I could see a wet spot forming at his ass so I knew he was already lubed with cum. I love fucking a cum filled ass. Right after Dante left us alone Home Slice came over to me, dropped to his knees and started to suck my cock trough my pants. He then began to work my belt off, followed by my pants and underwear. he took my semi-hard cock down to the root and let it grow down his throat before giving me an excellent blow job. I kicked off my shoes and got rid of what little clothing I had left on before I pulled Home Slice to his feet, pushed him towards the bed and on all fours so that I could fuck him like I bet he needed. Before I could get my cock in his ass he asked, "Mind if I smoke a bowl while you fuck me?" I actually had a better idea. Dante had given me a couple prepared points so I told him, "No! If you want to your meth while I fuck you, you're going to get slammed." I moved to the head of the bed, leaned against the head board and told him, "Show me how much of a Tina whore you are and how bad you want it. fucking suck my dick hard and mount me. If I like your ass I'll give you a nice slam with my cock buried inside your cummy hole. He didn't waste time as he resumed his expert job sucking my cock. He was so good he has me hard quick and before I knew it sat his cummy ass down on my cock to the root with a quite moan of "OH FUCK!" As I promised I took the biggest point and expertly found a vein, sliding the needle in, getting the familiar red flash before emptying the contents. I wasn't the only one surprised by his reaction to the large slam as he began a strong coughing fit which caused his ass to spasm around my cock. He rocked around a little as his cock began to ooze pre-cum. Once he steadied himself I was able to administer my own slam (actually gave myself a double slam). I barely coughed as my cock grew harder within his ass as I told him, "I want you to fuck yourself on my cock." He began to wiggle and move about, moving his ass up my cock before slamming right back down. He was fucking himself so good on me, with the accumulated cum in his hole as lube I could tell he'd get me to cum quickly, then the fun could begin of me fucking him in all sorts of positions. Then it suddenly happened I was about to explode inside his ass when I felt his hole tighten and then flutter open. I knew he as cumming and that sent me over the edge. It seemed that we both shot our first wad of cum simultaneously, mine into his hole, his across my stomach and chest. He only shot a couple times where I flooded his ass with my first load in a week. After he settled down from his orgasm he could tell I was still hard. I had him get off me and on all fours. I spent the next 4 hours fucking him in every position imaginable. His ass was dripping my cum when I was finished with him. I figured Dante would appreciate a well lubed ass for the rest of the night.

Part 4 I woke up with Dante's cock so lodged in my ass. I started to think about what I had done with him the night before, the pipe I was given to smoke, two of Dante's crew fucking right in front of me, at how good Dante made me feel and was making me feel at that moment with his hardening cock inside my ass. There was also a feeling of guilt at all I had done. Instinctively I began to move my ass I an attempt to milk his cock for another load. As wrong as it might have been the only thing I knew was that I needed him to cum inside me again and again. This was what I meant to be, a white boy whore born to service a dominant black man. As I worked my ass was much as I possibly could I thought I felt Dante begin to stir. Dante I knew my new white fuck toy was awake as I began to think of what I was going to call him. All of my crew had specific nick names and this boy needed a special one from me as he started to work his ass on my hard cock had been lodged inside him since I fucked that last load inside him before we went to sleep. This would be the first and (for the moment) only white boy in my crew. His only duty would be to be my fuck hole. He had the nicest ass I had ever had the opportunity to fuck. I’ve figured my entire crew, including the straight boys, and this white, home boy was great. He was fresh like white bread. That’s it, I’ll call him Home Slice. It was time to give Home Slice was he was trying to work for as I grabbed his hips, pulled him to his knees as I a show, methodical fuck of this white boy I claimed as my own fuck whole. As I fucked him, making him moan with every in and of movement of my cock, I asked him, “How's my Home Slice feeling?” His response said it all as he moaned a couple times before answering, “Fantastic, I love you cock inside my ass. I can’t wait to feel it throb inside me.” I let Home Slice know, “You’ll get my dirty cum when I’m ready to give it to you. I want you to enjoy this fuck before some of my boys teach you how to suck cock. You’ll have all afternoon to get it down before tonight.” I went on telling him “Now that you’re part of my crew I need to give you a new name to match, I came up with Home Slice. Your ass is uniquely fresh like a slice of white bread, and being a white, home boy, I figured Home Slice fit you perfectly.” As I said this I knew he was liking the name and attention he was getting as I felt his ass working harder to milk my load out of me. I wasn’t going to disappoint him as I picked up my pace, my breathing noticeably changed and I grabbed his hips and rammed my cock in deep inside Home Slice and fired my load deep inside. I kept my all hard cock inside his great ass trying to resist the urge to keep fucking him, knowing me needed to learn to suck cock properly. I had a group of gay boys coming over to teach Home Slice how to suck deep throat a cock. I gave him one more thrust and what cum was left in me before I pulled out letting him know that other then this ‘training’ no one else in the crew was to ever try to fuck him or hey him to suck their cock. His ass belonged to me and me alone and I would decide if he was to be fucked by anyone other then me, and you will be naked when I’m here with you or only a pair of your boxer briefs. You looked so damn hot I them when your shorts came off. Now it’s time for you to learn to suck cock.” Home Slice Dante had given me my name as a new member of his crew. I really liked Home Slice, and the fuck he left me with was amazing. He must have shot his cum very deep in my ass cause with his cock no longer inside me none of it leaked out. Dante walked out of his bedroom leaving me alone in the room for a could minutes before four naked guys came into the room. I recognized one of them from my high school and a sudden fear came over me that everyone from school would soon know about me and Dante. The first thing my classmate told me, “Don’t worry Chris, if I were to tell anyone Dante would probably kill me.” He laughed a little at his own comment telling me he was dead serious. They began to teach me and demonstrate how to suck cock, how to avoid gagging and focusing on the pleasure my mouth and throat can provide not just the guy I’m sucking but the pleasure that will bring me. This was followed by my starting to suck each of them starting with the guy with the smallest cock, probably about 6-6.5” to the guy with the biggest, that had you be a just smaller then Dante’s cock (who happened to be my high school classmate). As I thought about how pleased Dante would be if I could properly suck his cock the task of giving head became easier as I followed their instructions and was soon getting every cock into my throat. I gagged a couple times, but tried to focus on the pleasure I was providing. With that I mind I found myself easily not just taking the guys cock into my throat, but learning how to use my throat to milk the cock. One of the guys teaching me let me know, “The last thing you need to learn is you swallow the guys cum.” Somewhere in the back of my head I knew I’d have to eat a guy’s cum. One by one sucked each guy’s cock to completion. The first guy gave me plenty of warning before he for his cum in my mouth. My first taste of cum wasn't that bad, a little bit of sweet and salty that I knew I’d cum to love. The next guy gave my less time to prepare for him to fill my mouth. His cum tasted a little different, not that bad, but again I knew that I’d be expected to swallow no matter the taste just like I was to accept any cum that was to be shot into my ass. The next one gave me no warning, but somehow I knew when he was ready and didn’t spill a drop. By this time I was eager to swallow his cum. The taste began to grow on me as I eagerly swallowed his load. The last guy, my schoolmate, told me, “Dante wants me to ready you for a skull fucking if I think you can handle it, and I think you can.” I began sucking him, getting him hard as he let me know to take a breath every chance I was given. Once he was hard a steel in he grabbed my head and without a word began to face fuck me. Every so often he works bury his cock I’m my throat cutting of my air supply before pulling out just long enough for me to get a quick breath of air before resuming face fucking me. What really surprised me was even he buried his cock you the root in my throat and I felt his cock throb as he delivered his cum directly to my stomach. He pulled back towards the end of if orgasm allowing me a taste of his cum. He had the best tasting cum of all of the guys teaching me. After that left me in Dante’s room it was only a few minutes before Dante returned. Nothing was said, I knew why he was there and that was to see how I well I could suck cock. I knew he wasn’t going to be disappointed. Dante I had the four white boys wait while I was going to see how well Home Slice had become as a new cock sucker. I told them, “You can hang out with my crew while I check out how well you taught Home Slice. Be sure you keep them happy in any way that they want.” The four white boys knew what I meant by keeping my crew happy as the familiar pipe appeared and the Tina addicts quickly began to smoke. Knowing my crew, I was sure that when I returned to check in them, they’d be spun out of there mind after being slammed. I only knew of one of them that was definitely a slammer and two that had never had slammed before. I made sure that all the action would be recorded for me to watch at a later time. I went to my room to find Home Slice still naked and waiting for me. Not a word was spoken as I sat on the bed resting against the head board with my legs spread and a soft cock waiting for a warm mouth. Home Slice climbed up between my legs and without hesitation took my black cock into his wet and warm mouth. As he went to work sucking and licking my cock began to respond as it grew and soon ground it’s way into his throat. The first the me deep throated me I nearly lost my load. Those boys did good and I was sure that they were enjoying themselves as I began to hear coughing coming from the living room. As good as Home Slice was doing in my cock I had to see how he wound handle a large load of cum shot into his mouth. The work he was doing on sucking me was getting me very close to cumming. I’ve always be one who could hold off cumming easily, but knew this want the time for me to hold back. I gave no warning as I began to fill his mouth with a big load of my cum (no matter how many times I cum my volume barely diminished. He has already taken a good fuck from me, he’s been and to deep throat my big black cock, if he swallows my spunk he’ll be ready for Miguel’s visit tonight. Ready or not get was about to get it from me as I began to fill his mouth. At first it didn’t look like he was going to handle the missive load I was giving him but before I knew it, he began to swallow it down as I continued to fill him up. A little bit leaked out the corner of his mouth but it wasn't enough to matter to me as I finished shooting and he finished swallowing. He was ready!

Part 3 Dante While the slam began to flow through Chris’s body and he began to cough I was positioning my hard poz cock at the entrance to his neg virgin ass. Once his coughing stopped and I could see the change in him that I knew the slam would bring I directed Chris to look into the mirror above the sling as I readied to slip inside him. Chris As my coughing began to stop I stared to feel this strong urge deep inside me as I looked up at the masculine man standing between my legs. He told me to look up at the mirror above me where I could see he dark brown cock resting against my ass. Dante seemed to be teasing me as he would push a little against my hole as if he was going to insert his cock only to pull back. This was starting to drive me crazy to the point I was starting to try and move my ass to get him to finally give me what he knew, and finally I admired to myself, I needed…… his cock I my ass. I asked, no, I begged and pleaded for Dante to give me his cock. I watched as he began to push forward as his cock easily slipped inside me finally giving me a feeling of completeness. While I watched his cock slide inch by inch into me I couldn’t help but moan. Some how I knew it was my place, no my duty to give him pleasure as he finally bottomed out balls deep in me. He rested there as I watched him take a syringe and administer his own slam. After he was done I could see a change in him, change I would come to desires and enjoy as I felt his cock spasm inside me as knew he was cumming. He leaned into me and we kissed as he slowly pulled his cock back before driving back in my hole. Dante As usual I shot a huge load of my poz cum right after I administered my slam. It was now time to start fucking this boy and turn him into my personal fuck toy. I took it slow to start known he was a virgin. I knew in the he’d learn that his place was you please me, the seed was already planted in his drugged up mind the next step to cement it as a permanent part of his place in life was going to be easy. I fucked him for a nearly an hour before I was ready to give him another load of my dirty seed. I looked down at him asking him, “What do you want?” The instructions I had given him earlier were still fresh in his mind when he answered, “I want you to get me pregnant, knock me up, cum inside me.” It was at that moment I knew I had him and that he knew it too, his ass belonged to me. Chris As I was asking Dante to give me his cum, you knock me up and impregnate me I had a sudden flash from school. My religious, uptight parents didn’t let me take sex ed, but I had heard it from several of my classmate who had about save sex and STD's wondering if this strong, healthy got who had helped me discover what, or actually, who I really am could give me anything more then his cum. I start to beg Dante more and more to cum in me, it was more then just a request it was a desire. For some reason I didn’t feel satisfied unless Dante was cumming inside me. I knew when Michael fucked his girlfriend the never used a condom and always shot his wad in her. Dante deserved the same from me as I felt his cock grow thicker and harder before he trusted one more time seeming to go deeper inside me as he delivered his seed. The more Dante fucked me the more I stared to think how much I needed him to not just fuck me, but cum inside me. At one point I reached turn thinking I’d stroke my own cock to discover that I was not just soft but it seemed that my own cock get shriveled up. Dante looked down at me when a shit eating grin telling me, “You are a true bottom bitch, can’t get hard when a real man fucks you. I told you that you're nothing more than my fuck hole and I know as I look into your eyes that you’re enjoying it.” I am not sure how long Dante fucked me, but he seemed to sense that we needed a break when he suggested we take a dip in the pool than head into the house to grab some well deserved sleep in his bed. He helped me out of the sling . and on to my feet as he steadied me allowing my legs to respond after being in that position all night long. We left the pool house and dove right into the refreshing water. Dante swam over to me giving me a gentle hug and a kiss before we made our way out of the pool. There were a few new faces now and without a word I could tell Dante was using is crew that I was his and to leave me alone as we made our way through the house to his bedroom. Along the way he stopped to tell one of his crew something before we reached his bedroom. We climbed to his bed as he got behind me n and pulled me close against his naked body. I should feel his cock growing hard and knew he wouldn't be satisfied unless he had my ass one more time. It seemed my body knew that as well when I instinctively began to push back trying to get how cock back inside me. Dante’s cock slid inside me as if it was to be its home from now on. It was at that moment I realized that my ass belonged to Dante. This fuck was more animalistic since it seemed Dante was looking to get off fast. As brutal as it seemed I had no complaints knowing the only thing he wanted was a good orgasm to help him sleep. It only till a few minutes before he was shooting his load inside me again before we drifted off to sleep when his semi hard cock still legged inside me.

Max pulled over and parked his 1992 dodge spirit, killing the engine but hesitating to open the door. As if glued to the driver’s seat, he silently debated whether to stay or go home, while gripping the wheel and biting his lower lip. Staring out his windshield, he was surprised to see what looked like a normal brick office building, with no obvious markings or signs on the business to show what it was. He double checked the address in the text message from his dealer, Tony, just to be sure, before holding his breath, grabbing his duffle bag and hoping out of the car. The heavy wood door creaked ominously when Max pulled it open and stepped inside the warm alcove. He shivered, glad to be out of the cold February night, but still uncertain about what he was getting into. Realizing the door to the rest of the club was locked, he stepped up to a plexi-glass window and rang the small bell, which prompted a very tall, muscular, bearded guy in his 30’s to appear from a door on the other side of the glass. The hunky clerk, “Jax” according to the name tag pinned to his tight t-shirt, made Max worry even more about what he was getting himself into. “What’s up bro?” Jax’s voice crackled through the small speaker next to the window. “I need to see your ID and cash and do you want a locker or room?” “Um, I’m ‘Max Rider,’” Max said, eliciting a blank look from the clerk. “I think you’re expecting me.” Again, the man looked miffed, and max began to worry that maybe this was a joke or perhaps the massive man was expecting someone more cocky. Here he’d been freaking out over whether or not he could strip for guys, it never crossed his mind that they might not like him. Standing straight up to his full 5’11” height, yet still at least 6 inches short of the other man, Max flashed a fake smile and tried to sound like he wasn’t a nervous school kid. “I’m the entertainment for Dave’s party.” “Oh! You’re here for the strip and jerk show!” Jax eyed Max as far down as the window would allow. “You are definitely hotter than the last dude they hired. Go ahead and come in and I’ll introduce you to Dave and take you to where you can set up.” Jax buzzed Max through the door and into the heart of the bath house. Motioning for the boy to follow, Jax strode nonchalantly down a maze of small dark hallways, filled with numbered doors, past half a dozen men wearing nothing but towels or less. Max would have run for it if he thought there was any chance he’d find the exit. Instead he kept his eyes on Jax’s broad shoulders in front of him as they descended a staircase into the pitch black basement. “This is your room for the night,” Jax unlocked a black door with the number 25 on it, revealing a small bedroom-type set-up with a twin bed, footlocker, flat-screen tv playing gay porn, and mirrors on two of the walls from floor to ceiling. “hang here for a second and I’ll let Dave know you’re here.” Max stood awkwardly in the center of the small room while he waited for Jax to come back, and he wished he’d had the forethought to hit his pipe before he came inside. “Dave just got here a little while ago and is still setting up, but you can get changed while we wait,” Jax reappeared, holding a couple towels, some Gatorades and some body-oil.”…unless you are wearing that for the show.” Max looked down at his hoodie, jeans and ratty sneaks, wishing he could get away with wearing them instead of what filled his duffle. Tony let him borrow some costumey outfits on his way here, and he dreaded the thought of a bunch of queers getting their rocks off watching him in them. He started to sweat when he realized they were paying to see a lot more than that. Noticing how pale the teen looked, Jax got him a gatorade and asked how he got the gig. “I dunno man, it just fell in my lap I guess,” Max sat on the bed and chugged from the bottle as he recalled how he ended up there. “I was hanging with my de-, um my bud, and I owed him some green but I am broke cause of school and my transmission busting and shit. I have been dancing at a club downtown on ladies night and the tips are awesome, so I told him he could have his cash next week but he said he could set me up to do a private gig for twice what I get at the club. I figured he meant a bachelorette party or some shit like that. I never would have agreed if I knew it was for a bunch of dude, but I am too broke to say no.” ”I feel ya dude,” Jax closed the door and sat on the other end of the bed, smiling at the sight of the kid downing the drink laced with ghb. “Why do you think I work here on weekends, on top of my 9 to 5 job? This gig allows me some spare change for recreational purposes. Otherwise I’d be a fucking nun, staying in nights and never getting any pussy.” “That sucks bro,” Max was relaxing noticeably, from both the g and the conversation. Hearing Jax mention pussy made his more at ease, not understanding that Jax wasn’t referring to girls. Assuming his new friend was straight like him, Max stood up, kicked off his shoes, and tossed off his hoodie revealing just how low his jeans were sagging. There were 3 or more inches from the top of the pants up to the white waist band of his calvin klein boxer-briefs, which sat just below a sleeveless t-shirt showing off his buff arms. Jax oogled the teen beefcake as he began searching the duffle for something to wear. “I can’t imagine being stuck here with a bunch of pervy homos trying to mack on your ass all the time. I could barely convince myself to do this one night!” “It’s not so bad Max” Jax tried to contain himself as the kid pulled out various skimpy costumes and a couple pairs of thongs and jocks. “The money is good and tax free, plus I occasionally make a little extra by letting a dude blow me or jerk me off. I bet you could double your take if you tried it.” “I ain’t a fag,” Max stopped sorting the gear from his bag and gave Jax a very serious look. Jax almost burst out laughing at the sight of the young man denouncing gays while standing in a gay bath house, laying out tear away clothing, wearing only his sleeveless tee, boxer-briefs, and sagging jeans. “If you wanna do some gay shit, that’s your business, but I’m only here cause Tony will kill me if I don’t come back with what I owe him.” “That’s cool, just telling you what some of the guys might offer,” Jax replied, defusing the tension by picking up a shiny green g-string and twirling it around his finger. “Especially when you swish around in this pretty pair of panties.” “Fuck that shit,” Max said, joining the laughter. “I might have to get naked for these queens but I’m not doing a drag show first. I better hide all the girly shit from Dave when he tells me which one I should wear.” As Max returned the green g-string and some equally frilly gear to the duffle, he accidentally knocked a small cloth bag out, which spilled open on the bed. “You know you’re not supposed to bring that in here, right?” Jax picked up the pipe and bag of crystals that had escaped from the cloth sack and gave his best fake-mad stare. “Shit man, that’s not mine, it must have been in with the outfits!” Max went ghostly white and stammered excuses before Jax finally laughed and handed them back to the terrified teen. “I’m just fucking with ya Max.” Jax slapped him on the back and ruffled his hair, but Max stayed stiff and silent. “I told you I work here to pay for recreation, which is my discreet way of saying I enjoy partying sometimes too. Just make sure to keep that someplace outta sight and only smoke in here or another private room, cause not everyone is as understanding as I am.” You got it Jax. I’ll be super sneaky I swear man.” Max promised while the color returned to his cheeks. He went to put the pipe back in its bag, but stopped short. “You sure it is cool if I smoke in here? I could really use a pick me up before I meet this Dave guy.” “If you are down, I’d love to match bowls real quick.” Jax reached into his back pocket and pulled out his own pipe, and the two men quickly loaded two large bowls. Simultaneously, Max and Jax lit their lighters and melted the tina in their pipes, sucking in smoke and blowing out huge clouds. Jax insisted Max try his supply, so they took turns on each pipe, and before long, each man was high as a kite. “That’s good shit,” Max complimented his smoking-partner’s stash while they packed away the paraphernalia. “But now I’m fucking sweaty as fuck. Wish I could shower before I get into one of these get-ups.” Jax explained that was no problem as long as Max understood that he’d have to undress here, and take his towel with him to the communal showers, which caused Max to hesitate. Jax assured him he wouldn’t get raped, and told him where the least used showers were, but Max wouldn’t go until Jax gave in and allowed Max to bend the rules and where his boxer briefs. With that, Max stripped off his shirt, revealing his firm pecs, tight abs, and smooth skin except for a fine blonde treasure trail. The jeans were next, and Jax was happy to see his muscular thighs and calves were also covered in blonde hair. Tossing the towel over his shoulder and sliding the room key onto his wrist with the convenient elastic band, the teen stud followed Jax to the showers before the clerk left him to retrieve more Gatorade and check that the other employees were holding down the fort while he played tour guide to the hired meat. Taking the shower in the furthest corner from the entrance allowed Max some privacy from guys walking by, but he did end up sharing the shower with another guest before he had a chance to finish. Carefully turned into the corner, Max tried not to show any interest in his shower-mate, but couldn’t help sneak a glance at the short buff latino’s uncut meat. Max was a big talker when it came to sex but he’d only been with three girls and never actually seen a dick other than his own and his two best friends when they used to go skinny dipping. Even during his years on various sports teams, Max always had separate showers and private changing stalls in his school locker rooms. The temptation proved too great once the man closed his eyes to soap his face, and Max took a good long look at the foreign entity between the other man’s legs. His face went scarlet when he looked up from the thick dark cock and caught the smile on the face of its owner. Rinsing off faster than anyone ever before him, Max was dashing out of the showers in under a minute, trying not to fall as he dripped water all the way back to his room. “You could have dried off there you know.” Jax was waiting at the door to the room with more drinks and a tv remote so he could change the porn to the only straight option they played. “Sorry bro,” Max let them in and focused on drying off, not noticing Jax, facing the tv, but using the mirrors to check out the boy’s silhouetted dick and ass through the wet, transparent undies. He feigned trouble with the remote to cover his glances as the damp calvins dropped to the concrete floor, giving Jax an eye full of Max’s soft 4 inch cut dick, small blonde pube patch, and lowhanging naturally smooth balls. Max turned and bent down over the duffle to pull out some clean underwear, exposing his round, firm butt covered in the lightest dusting of peach fuzz, which made Jax stiffen in his sweat shorts. Luckily he was wearing his best jock, so he knew he could keep it under wraps unless he reached his full 8 ½ inches, which might have happened if Max hadn’t broken the trance by sliding a pair of black briefs over his naughty bits. The two guys proceeded to smoke another bowl as Max downed a second Gatorade laced with g, while a big-breasted brunette took on five guys on the tv screen. Jax was considering slipping a larger dose into the drink and raping the boy then and there, when a knock interrupted his fantasizing. Max asked who it was, and Dave responded “the guy with your money,” causing Max to jump up and let him in. With the amount he was being paid, Max expected a fat troll. Instead a 6’ tall handsome, muscular but not too defined, fuzzy Italian man with black hair in his forties walked in, causing Max to wonder why such a normal, even attractive, man would want to pay a guy to strip and jerk off for him. Jax left the two of them to finalize the plans for the performance, heading off down the hall and into a room marked ‘employees only.’ “Wow, Tony wasn’t exaggerating,” Dave said as he unashamedly walked a circle around Max and scoped out every inch of what he was buying. “It is almost too bad you have to get dressed before the show, because those briefs are getting me hard. Oh well. Speaking of which, what did you bring to wear?” “I laid out a bunch of the stuff Tony leant me,” Max volunteered. His manner was much more relaxed now, with no shame about showing Dave what he had. Dave knew this was probably due to the ghb and tina he’d instructed Jax to give the boy, but Max just figured he was comfy with Dave because he was a masculine, average joe-type. He pointed out uniforms for a cop, fireman and boy scout, as well as some mix-and-match gear which could be used to make him look like a construction worker or leather-enthusiast. Dave was unimpressed with most of it, so he dumped out the duffle bag on the bed, mixing the costumes with Max’s stuff. “Holy shit boy,” dave exclaimed as he pulled a wrestling singlet, pads and jockstrap out of the pile. “Why were you hiding this?” “That’s not a costume, that’s my wrestling uniform for school. I forgot it was in the bag when I grabbed it to take to Tony’s.” Max said, oblivious to the idea that someone might be interested in seeing his buff, tight body wrapped in skin tight green and black spandex. “That’s the one! Just wear one of Tony’s jockstraps instead of your usual one. No one will be able to see your cock through an athletic cup.” Dave handed Max the singlet, helmet, pads, shoes, jock and an envelope with half of his payment for the evening. “You have thirty minutes to get your cock fluffed, get dressed and meet me at the stairs to head up to the tv room where you’ll be performing. Once you get on stage you can do up to a fifteen minute strip show, but no less than ten. Then you’ll be groping jerking and fingering for the rest of the 30 minutes. If you can oil yourself up as you strip that would be great, or you can let one of the audience do it for you. You will get the rest of the money once you have shot your load. There will be a few guys who would toss you a few extra hundreds if you shoot in their mouth, on their face or chest or let them touch you when you jizz. You need any Viagra or a cock ring or anything to help keep your cock up?” “Um, I don’t think so.” Max began to worry again. No one had warned him about the restrictions, and it wasn’t even a possibility until that second that he might not be able to get it up. “Maybe I’ll take the Viagra, just in case.” “Good idea,” Dave chuckled and pulled his towel off. Underneath was the tiniest pair of blue athletic shorts with white piping, known to man. Reaching into the pocket, he pulled out a little blue pill, a leather cock ring with silver snaps, and a bottle of lube. “Take this now, then go do a quick enema to make sure your asshole is clean. There is plastic tubing and water spigots in the stalls by the showers. Then come back here, get your dick hard, and put on the cock ring. Once it is on, your dick will get soft but not smaller. Then hop in that singlet and I’ll see you by the stairs.” Max didn’t have time to ask why he needed the enema before Dave was out the door, but he often administered one before a match to get down a weight class, so he knew what to do. Popping the pill and sliding his briefs back on, he made his way back to the shower area and spotted the stalls. There were a lot more guys around the bath house now than when he arrived, but Max was on a mission, so he didn’t stop to wonder about it. After he was sure he was clean inside and out, he headed back to the room, squirted a generous amount of lube onto both palms and plopped down on the mattress to get his dick up. The video had progressed to a scene where a petite asian girl was being gang banged by 8 hung white and black men, with dicks in every hole, and sometimes two in a single hole. Max’s cock went from flaccid to fully erect in no time, achieving its full 7 and a half inch glory. As the asian slut begged for more cock in her ass and pussy, curiosity got the best of Max, and his right middle finger slid slowly into his virgin crack, teasing his asshole as it had on the rare night when he felt particularly horny. The last time it happened, Max was jerking off at home after a party where his girlfriend had spent the whole night grinding against his cock through his khakis. He’d had a few too many by the end of the evening, and there in his bed he couldn’t quite get hard enough to cum. One teasing finger slowly penetrated his sphincter that night in the dark. It was joined shortly by a second finger, thrusting just deep enough to hit his prostate and blast a huge load all over his chin, neck and chest. Every time he’d played down there he vowed never again, and every time he went a little further. As he remembered the euphoric feeling of the last orgasm, his lubed finger punctured the tight hole, eliciting a drop of pre-cum out of his pisshole. The clock next to the tv caught his eye causing him to pull the finger out since he only had five minutes until he had to be on stage. Carefully gathering his hard dick and big balls in one hand, he snapped on the cock ring and quickly admired how big it made his dick look in the mirror. All his practice getting into uniform after weigh-ins payed off as he shimmied into a black jock strap with a white, semi-transparent pouch, followed by his singlet, knee pads, elbow pads, shoes, and helmet. He almost forgot the lube and oil, but slid them into his elbow pad before grabbing the key and towel and dashing to the stairs. “Right on time.” Dave said, now wearing only a leather cock ring, leather vest and boots. They began up the stairs, as the sound of excited men’s chatter grew louder. “The gang’s all here. I know Tony told you ten to twelve guys, but once I sent out the link with your body pics from the club downtown, we had some added interest. I’ll throw in an extra $500, cool? “Yeah man, whatever.” Max felt like he was floating, rushing and calm all at once, just like before a wrestling match, only better. The crowd noise sounded just like the fans during a meet, tricking his brain and making him forget to hold his towel in front of the obscene bulge in his singlet. “Just tell me where to go and I’m ready.” “I can tell,” Dave said as they turned a corner and stopped in front of a curtain. He reached out and rubbed Max’s muscles just like his coach at school before a match, with a few added strokes along the outline of his cock. “Once you hear your name announced, pull the curtain, hop up on the platform and get going. Do some poses, maybe a wrestling stance or two, then show us what you can do. You’ll get better tips if you go out into the audience a little, but don’t stay out there. They’ll never let you go. ” Dave stepped into the room beyond the curtain, and Max was left alone in the hallway. One last thought of running came to mind, but then a voice came over the speaker and asked the crowd to give it up for wrestling champ Max Rider. The cheer that went up was gigantic, and Max forgot all about running. Rushing through the curtain, he took two long strides and jumped up onto the stage. Max was caught off guard by the fact that it ran the length of the entire room, about 30 feet, but was only 4 feet deep. The wall behind him was mirrored head to toe, with six huge flat screen suspended above, all showing Max from a different angle. The music blasted as the crowd began hooting and hollering. The spotlight in the corner effectively left max blind, but he was sure there had to be at least 40 guys there just based on the shadows and voices he could make out. Ignoring his anxiety, he began by flexing his arms, chest, legs and butt. Once he’d gotten some significant applause, he got down into a wrestling pose and did a take down on the pole located at the far end of the stage. Hearing the guys whistle and clap seemed to make Max excited, in all senses of the word. His cock was about ¾ hard the entire time and working its way to full steam. After tossing in some tumbling and a handstand transforming into walking on his hands, he was running out of moves. Looking up at the tv over his head, Max was relieved to see they had a timer in the corner for how long he’d been up there, which just hit 7 minutes as he watched. “Enough stalling stud! Take it off!” came from the gallery. Do or die time. Max started by peeling away the shoulder straps of his singlet, followed by the helmet and elbow pads. He kept the knee pads on and did a running slide on them to the opposite side of the stage. The next five minutes were some of the most terrifying and thrilling of Max’s life. Once he got the singlet to his waist, he grabbed the oil and hopped into the front row and asked who wanted to oil his chest. The winner was a 20-something thin guy who had a gigantic dick and kept trying to get Max to touch it as he oiled his chest. Another audience member got excited and hoped up and did his shoulders and back, leading to a third guy reaching out, grabbing the singlet, and taking it down to Max’s ankles in one foul swoop. This was too much, so max hopped back on the stage and finished his legs himself. Somewhere in his mind he knew he wasn’t totally in control, and it was only reinforced when Dave climbed up next to him and insisted he be the one to oil up Max’s ass, and max didn’t argue. “Bend over and grab your ankles,” Dave ordered. Max did as he was told and felt as two large, rough Italian hands spread the oil up the back of his thighs, over his cheeks and into his ass crack. He tried to stand up, but Dave pushed him back to a bent position, then spread his ass and oiled the crack for at least a minute, teasing and pressing against the hole. His finger might have gone in if Max hadn’t regained his senses and pulled Dave’s leg out, getting him in a wrestling hold. The audience loved it, and apparently so did Max’s cock, as it was stone hard and dripping. “I’ll give you an extra hundred if you let me peel the jock off with my teeth,” Dave whispered so only Max could hear it. Max released Dave from the hold and stood up, nodding yes. Dave took his sweet time, running his scruffy cheek and lips over the jock before biting the waist band, and slowly dragging it down over the thick pink boy dick. Once the cock head cleared the elastic, it sprang up, flinging a string of precum into the audience. Somehow the teen wrestler with the pulsing pink dick, wearing only knee pads, wrestling shoes and a cock ring got the entire crowd to shut up. Max closed his eyes and began to rub his hands over his chest and abs. Once they were good and oily, he slowly reached down and began to work his dick and balls. As he got closer to cumming, the noise got louder. By the time his half hour was ending, he was still not quite there. A thought came to him and he jumped on it before he realized what he was doing. He turned around, dropped to his knees and spread his legs as far as he could, leaning his face against the mirror. Reaching back he slid one finger down the crack of his ass, circled the hole twice, then rammed it all the way in. He had only seconds until his load would come charging out, but with no other options, he simply threw his shoulders back until they hit the stage, with his head hanging off into the audience. Two strokes of his dick and one thrust of his finger and the explosion began, shooting over his body and into the first row of men. Groans and cheers surrounded him, many of his audience shooting their own load without Max ever knowing it. The next few minutes remain a haze in his memory, but Dave was proud to see the embarrassed straight boy lose himself in the moment, get up, wag his cock at the audience, collect his wrestling gear, and take a bow before rushing off to hide in his room. Back in the basement, Max was spinning faster than a tilt-a-whirl, half of his body tweaking from the tina, and half unable to move from the ghb. He answered a knock at the door to find a very happy Dave. “Fantastic show Max,” He pulled him into a hug, not caring about the sweat, oil, and cum all over Max’s chest. “Here’s the rest of the money plus a generous tip. You were the best I’ve ever seen! Any chance you’d consider doing more stuff for a lot more money?” “No way dude!” Max pulled away and grabbed his towel to cover his nudity and shame. “I can’t believe I did that stuff! I’m gonna shower, get dressed and go home.” “That’s fine. Too bad you can’t stick around though because a buddy of mine wanted to give you a t-shirt of tina as his tip. Room 30 if you change your mind.” Dave knew a new druggie when he saw one, and Tony told him how Max had gone from one purchase every few months to twice a week. He’d specifically given him more than he could possibly afford, knowing he’d be desperate for more and all too willing to exchange his virtue for some cash and crystal. “I…I’ll think about it man.” Max pushed Dave out of the room and disappeared to the showers, washing as fast as his ghb-ed brain could manage. Most of the men in the club were still upstairs so he managed to get clean and back to his room with only two guys making a grab for his cock and ass. When the door shut behind him, he whipped out his pipe and was horrified to see he had smoked most of his stash with Jax before the show. He took a couple big hits and decided to stop by Dave’s room just for the tina. He slid on his briefs and jeans, but couldn’t find his shirt. Knocking at the door, he could hear multiple voices talking in hushed tones. When it opened, Dave, Jax and another tall muscular man were inside, all stripped down to their underwear, including Jax, who had finished his shift. Dave, now in a leather jock with a tear away pouch, introduced Max to Sam, the third guy, who bore a striking resemblance to a wwe wrestler that Max couldn’t quite place. He was built buff and broad like Jax and Dave, but was smooth and had a small belly. Max thought the belly looked good on him, hot even, before remembering why he was there. “Of course Max, I have it right here.” Sam reached under a pillow on the be near him, which made Max notice that this room was much bigger than his, containing a weight bench, some sort of chair suspended from the ceiling and a queen size bed. “Wanna join us for a bowl?” “I guess.” Max was handed the clear glass pipe, but Sam lit the torch and cooked the bowl, forcing him to take a huge hit. He coughed and sputtered and Jax appeared next to him, guiding him to take a seat on the bed between he and Dave, who handed him a bottle of Gatorade to help with the choking. The liquid tasted a little funny, Max’s thought, but downed the entire bottle in a few minutes, while the pipe continued to make the rounds. At first Max was involved in the conversation, but soon found it hard to concentrate. Before he knew what was happening, he was agreeing to let Dave take some photos of him for some extra cash. Jax and Sam helped him to his feet and encouraged him to take off his jeans. He argued for a minute, but must have lost as Sam was sliding them down his legs. Jax had some sort of lightbulb moment and disappeared as Dave and Sam told Max where to sit or stand and what to do. Jax returned with some of the jocks and costume pieces from Max’s room, and helped Max to change into some of them for different shots. Max could hear a voice in his mind telling him this was gay and to run away from these fags, but it was so quiet and the guys were so commanding that Max couldn’t help but give in after every time he argued with them. Once they had shots of him in a bunch of different undies, Dave made a snide comment about how sad it was to see a young guy who couldn’t get it up.Max looked down to his crotch and realized he was soft. Embarrassed, he insisted he could get hard, he just needed a few minutes to jerk off with the porno. “Okay stud, here’s some lube and the tv is right over the bed there.” Dave directed Max’s drugged form to the bed and peeled away the last pair of undies, leaving him nude. “Take your time and get hard while I get some shots of Jax on the weights.” Watching the porn and laying down brought Max back some, allowing him to focus on working his pink dick and balls. In a few minutes he was almost fully hard, but couldn’t seem to get that last little push to full mast. Checking to make sure the other guys weren’t watching, he snuck his finger between his legs and poked at his hole. He worked it in to the second knuckle before he was interrupted. “Looks like Straight Max likes it up the ass,” Sam had turned around and was pointing out Max’s finger play to the others. “Nah man, I just don’t feel right,” Max interjected in his defense. “It’s like I am drunk or something.” “Oh damn, you must have gotten the Gatorade with the ghb be in it,” Jax postulated, knowing full well he had been feeding it to Max all night. The last bottle contained enough that Max was finally letting go, allowing for the next step in Dave’s plan. Max seemed worried but they assured him he’d be fine. “No wonder you need a little fingering to get it up man,” Sam sympathized. “but it’ll work faster if you do a little booty bump to get your ass warmed up.” “What’s that?” Max asked as Dave took a large crystal from the bag and placed it on the end of his lubed finger. “It’s just like smoking a bowl, but it will help get you horny.” Dave said, as Sam pulled Max’s legs open. “I’m gonna put it in this time cause you don’t know how and you might mess it up.” “Wait man, I don’t---UHHHN.” Max groaned as Dave replaced Max’s small finger with two of his thick meaty digits. Max tried to pull away, but Sam held him fast as Dave pushed the big rock as deep into his virgin ass as he could. With his free hand, Dave began stroking Max’s cock, ignoring Max’s feeble pleas for him to stop. A burning sensation deep in Max’s hole made him moan, which Jax decided to mute by taking off the white briefs he was wearing and shoving them in Max’s mouth. Much to his own disgust, the booty bump did the trick and Max was hard as a rock in minutes, leaking copious amounts of seminal fluid and suddenly hungry for another finger in his hole. Dave could see the fight fading out of Max’s eyes, and began working his fingers back and forth. The crystal had dissolved entirely by that point, and Max was primed for the cherry-popping. Jax pulled the briefs from max’s mouth and, as expected, he only moaned. The three men shared a look and a smile between them, acknowledging the rape they were about to commit. Sam released Max’s legs and moved to the end of the bed, where he set up a camera. Jax reached up to the head of the bed under a pillow and pulled out poppers, a butt plug, a huge bottle of lube, some adjustable cock rings and a cock pump. Dave stayed put, working Max’s hole, but releasing his cock to Jax who lubed it up and slid it into the cock pump. While their teen victim’s cock was pumped bigger than ever, Dave reached back and pulled at the snaps on the pouch containing his cock. Max could just barely see over the end of the bed when he raised his head, and began to squirm again once he saw the 9 inch uncut monster Dave was lubing up. “Don’t worry about that Max,” Dave leaned in and whispered to the stoned boy. “Sam’s got at least two inches on me. That’s why I am going before him.” Max jerked his head to where Sam was filming the action, and sure enough, stroking his 11” cut monster dick. The head alone was enough to split Max down the center, let alone the thick, veiny shaft. Max wanted desperately to push them off and make a run for it, but instead he got a shotgun hit of tina from Jax’s goateed mouth, followed by his first man-on-man kiss. His mind was screaming “disgusting,” but his body leaned into it and kissed back. “Fuck yeah, he’s ready.” Jax told Dave, who was coating his dick with tina-laced lube. Afraid for his life, Max tried with all his might to over-power the urge in his loins telling him to do it. It might have worked, except Dave simultaneously pulled his fingers from Max’s ass. “Don’t!” Max moaned, reaching out to try and stop Dave from depriving his hungry hole of something to fill it. “Put it back.” “Damn, this boy IS ready.” Sam said, laughing and moving in closer to get a good shot of Dave pulling Max to the end of the bed and putting Max’s legs up against his shoulders. “Give it to him Davey-boy.” “Don’t worry Maxwell, I’ve got something your ass will like even more.” Dave promised while working back his foreskin, pressing the head to the virgin hole, and leaning in. “FUCK!” Max screamed. His body shot back to almost total control, but Jax was prepared, holding Max down as one, two, three, six inches sank into his no-longer-virgin cunt. The men knew every boy’s first fuck was hard, and they were prepared to make sure this deflowering happened whether Max wanted it or not. “Take it out man! Jesus! Get off me you fucking faggot!” “You’ll regret that bitch,” Dave growled like an animal and started thrusting in and out, faster and deeper with each stroke. Within five strokes he was balls deep. Within fifteen strokes, he was up to a steady rhythm. By the 25th stroke, he was pounding Max like the whore he was meant to be. ‘No’s and cries for help were replaced with sobs, which turned to grunts, eventually becoming moans and whimpers, until Max was able to form words again. “Yeah. Fuck. That. Hole. Dave.” Max urged his rapist on. He felt guilt, shame and disgust at the core of his being. Tears rolled down his cheeks as he realized he was asking a man to fuck him like some two dollar prostitute. He also felt the most satisfying, complete physical sensation he’d ever known, like a constant orgasm, coming directly from where Dave’s cock head bottomed out in Max’s butt. “That’s right Max, you’re mine now. You’re nothing but a bottom bitch cumdump from now on. You’ll try to fight it after you leave tonight, but I guarantee you’ll be back in a week or two, pretending you haven’t spent every day dreaming about having me breed you again. Maybe you’ll even get a girlfriend to play house with, but she’ll just be keeping you busy until you have a man shooting inside you again.” Dave was now up on the bed, fucking Max so hard that his shoulders where next to his ears. Jax had to remove the cock pump because it was hitting Max in the face everytime Dave buried his dick balls deep in Max’s boyhole. “Open your eyes and look at me Maxwell. Good, now tell me you want me to cum in your ass. DO IT!” “Cum…Cum in my…” Max wanted it but admitting it out loud would take away the last straw of dignity he had. “Say it or I pull out right now and you’ll never have a dick inside you ever again,” Dave stopped his pounding and rammed his cock as deep as he could and held perfectly still waiting for an answer. Max was silent until Dave began to withdraw his massive meat, motivating Max to make the rightchoice. “Cum in my ass sir, please! I need you to cum in my ass right now!” Max screamed, reaching up to grab Dave’s hips and pull him back into the hole. “You asked for it.” Dave resumed pounding, kicking it up to top speed for the longest minute of Max’s life, a minute that Max wanted to continue forever. “Fuck, Fuck, FUCK. HERE I CUUUUUUMMMM!” Dave forced his dick a fraction of an inch deeper than the deepest he’d gone and flooded Max with two weeks of tina-filled cum. He tried to count how many pumps of sperm he unloaded in the sweet boy hole, but lost could around 18, which was somewhere near the middle. Once the last drip had worked its way out of his piss slit, he slowly retreated until only the head of his considerable cock remained lodged just inside Max.”Come take my place quick Jax.” Jax did as requested, hoping off the bed and sidling up as close as possible. Max moaned when Dave’s angry read cock head finally popped out, but settled down an instant later with Jax continuing where Dave left off. Dissatisfied with the position he was fucking his new toy, Jax thrust his muscular arms under Max’s shoulders and pulled his body up off the bed, fucking as they walked over to the weight bench, which was set on an incline. Once there, Jax spun Max’s legs until the boy was face down with his head downhill from his hole. Max lost track of time as he gave in to the bliss he felt with every thrust. He didn’t even object as Sam stuffed his mouth full of the giant dick that would eventually destroy his spermy, sloppy butt. “Here cums load number two. Take it Max!” Jax 8 ½ inches swelled and throbbed as he added another pint of baby batter to the straight cum receptacle he had schemed, drugged and abused. Jax knew at the moment of his orgasm that he had done the right thing. Max asked for more when Jax slid out with an audible pop, and then he remembered who was next in line. Dave was now working the camera as Jax jimmied the butt plug into max, and then helped him up and walked him over to the suspended chair the men called a “sling.” With Sam on his right and Jax on his left, they hoisted him into the leather contraption, and secured his arms and legs, before unplugging his ass. He was about to ask why they did that when Sam inserted 2/3rds of his massive meat into the boy in one thrust. Max screamed and passed out for a few minutes. When he awoke, Sam was all the way in, and Max was getting shotgun hits of tina from Jax and Dave. Max never did get used to the length and girth of the horse cock rearranging his organs, but he did beg for every inch of it when Sam got ready to shoot. There was no one left to fill Max after he received the third load, or so he thought. “Sam and I are headed to the shower, but we’re leaving the door open and Jax will be running the camera.” Dave told Max while force feeding him more ghb. “Sam stuffed another rock up your dirty hole, and it should kick in just in time for the news to spread that our straight stripper boy is open for loading. I expect you to have at least two more loads by the time I get back.” Max struggled against his bonds and begged for them not to do it as the g kicked in. They did it anyway.

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

I’m staying just in front of the Yumbo. Will be out n about every evening trying to catch the gift and then some more. And in my room looking for loads during the day May sure you come drop your gift off to me ??

That's hot man! I cruise parks a lot and notice that usually straight/bi guys initially ask if I have condom. When I say no and continue to back my ass up to their dick that they change their minds quickly. As soon as their cock in completely in my ass, I turn around and say "don't pull out, cum in my ass". I want it to be clear that i want their load deep in my hole. Have several married guys that fuck me but have all over online profiles "safe only". Makes me laugh lol.

A FB from out of town who shoots multiple loads has promised me he'll start saving loads inside a condom, freeze, then insert in me to lube me up before he breeds me all night. The last time he dumped about 8 loads, so looking to get flooded with his seed!

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Chapter 22 I got up on the Tuesday morning and organised my travel bag for NY, I didn’t really know what to bring with me. I had packed a few essentials, fresh underwear, jeans and a couple of shirts. I wore my suit to travel in to avoid it getting crushed in my bag. I arrived in NY just before 10am, I got the subway up past midtown to my hotel, near central park. It was one of the old classic hotel buildings in the city. When I was checking in with the details my company had made I found out I had a suite. The room was split into 3, a sitting room with a TV, a dining table and a mini bar, through double doors into the bed room with en suite. I had never stayed in such a fancy room before. I had a quite look around, dumped my stuff and headed to the NY office for the first of an afternoon of meetings. I got to the building about 30 minutes before the first meeting, giving me time to meet the CEO and go over what bids and proposals we would discuss. I had never met the CEO before, from what I heard around the office is that he is a charismatic guy but someone you don’t want to get on the wrong side of. I made sure to keep my wits about me. I sat waiting in one of the conference rooms, I’d lay out the proposals and all the information that was relevant to the meeting, the table had a fresh jug of water in the middle. I’d made sure there was tea and coffee and some mint biscuits if the meeting started to go on. About 10 minutes before the meeting was scheduled the CEO, Mr Black walked into the room. He was in his late 40’s, about 6ft, with a muscle build, he looked like a runner. His hair was silver and swept to the side in a professional style, and he wore a well fitted black pinstripe suit with an expensive crisp white shirt, but no tie. He was stylish yet not too uptight looking, he had a familiar quality to him; “Mr Black, it’s a pleasure to meet you,” I said standing and reaching my hand out to shake his. “Please, call me Stew. I’ve heard a lot of good things about you John.” He sat and began to look through the paper work I had lay out on the table. We briefly discussed the proposal bid and went over our line of presentation and how I was there to fill in the information and numbers when needed. Stew started to pour out some water into the glasses, there was a knock on the door and an assistant introduced the investors, I went over to greet them as they entered, introducing Stew, as Mr Black to each of them, however each time he corrected me and invited them to call him Stew. We all sat and began to go through the meeting, after a while Stew had passed me my second glass of water and I realised the Jug was finished. I eventually offered to make Tea or Coffee if everyone wanted to take 5 minutes. We made our way through the rest of the afternoon and about 2 pots of coffee by the time we decided to call it a day for the meeting and pick up where we left off the following morning. Once we had tidied everything up in the conference room, myself and Stew were heading towards the elevators. “I want you take another look at a couple of these files again tonight, I want to make sure we’re prepared for tomorrow. I’ve some things I need to look into here, I’ll see you in the morning.” Stew headed off down the corridor before I had the chance to say anything. I headed back to my hotel and ordered room service, I had a lot to look over. After sitting for a few hours I headed for a piss and suddenly remembered I still had this cage on my cock. Shit, I forgot. I’d been so wrapped in work I forgot about going to a sex shop to find a way out of this. I quickly grabbed my phone and found a shop that was open till midnight. I threw on jeans and a top and headed out the door. I didn’t want to stick out like a sore thumb in my suit. I got the subway downtown and within 20minutes I was making my way through the door. The shop was dimly light and the walls were dark with shelves filled with toy’s and fetish gear. There was a section for most things, Lube, toy’s, jockstraps, novelty gifts, clothing, rubber, leather. It was a big selection, I eventually found the chastity devices, there weren’t many but I seen the one that looked like mine, I studied the boxes and hoped I’d found a match. I had a bit more of a browse and then headed to the counter. The attendant was maybe mid-30’s, clean cut looking but had a silver necklace around his neck with a biohazard on it. He wasn’t as innocent as he looked, I thought. He took the box and scanned it, he was packing it into a brown bag when he stopped and looked at me. “These are a top seller, they’re the best in the market. Each one is unique.” I must have given him a wide-eyed look “You know each one of these comes with a different key?” He looked at me intently, he must have guessed I didn’t have a sub guy waiting for me to lock his cock up. “Oh, right. Good, great” I stammered, trying to act casual. “Listen, whoever put it on you will eventually take it off, save yourself the hassle and the 50 bucks and go with the flow. Or if you really can’t wait the ER are used to removing them by now. Just the awkward looks you’d probably rather avoid” “I, erm. The thing is, I’ve not heard anything from the guy who put it on me and I’m scared he might never take it off.” The guys face softened and he looked sympathetic. “Listen, give it a couple of weeks, if you don’t hear from the guy pop back in and see me and i’ll see if I can help out.” I didn’t tell him I was from out of town, I just smiled and thanked him. “Here if you’re struggling to get off while locked up. I have a suggestion.” I looked at him and for the first time really thought about being horny, what could I do? My sex drive had been pretty much destroyed after everything that had happened to me, but I really hadn’t thought what would happen when it crept back. As I was lost in thought the guy was packing stuff into the brown bag, “…so to recap; lube, poppers and a dildo, work your ass until your orgasm come from your ass. It’s intense but will help stave off the horn for a while. Oh and if that doesn’t work theres always a fat cock, sometimes you can’t beat the real thing.” I must have looked vacant, “Here, I’ve only charged you for the chastity device, the rest is on me” He smiled and swiped my now produced credit card. Luckily my brain kicked in quickly enough to check it wasn’t the company card! That could have been a big mistake. I left the shop and made my way back to the subway, it was a little after 10 and the bars were beginning to pick up. I found myself staring at the crotches of the men I was walking past. I could feel a heat rising from my balls. I felt uncomfortably horny, unable to get hard and feeling the pain of my ever eager cock against the cage. The subway was busy but I managed to find a seat, at the first stop the carriage started to fill up, by the second stop it was full. As people shuffled together to try make space I found my seated position was perfect level with the cyclist in front of me’s crotch. I could see the outline of his cock head and I found my mouth water. I’d broke out in a sweat and felt my pulse beginning to race. My stop arrived and I found myself casually touching the mans hip as I made my way through the crowd of people standing. I nearly let out a noise at the jolt to my cock at it’s reaction to me touching the man. I got back to my hotel room and took the box out of the brown bag and started to take it apart looking for instructions, It was a single sheet of paper with a basic diagram, showing how to put on the cage and how to secure it. There was an asterisk next to the word ‘key’. I turned over the page and found the tiny print. ‘ *If key lost, seek medical assistance ’ That was the only advice. I stripped off and studied the cage I had on and soon discovered the lock on mine was completely different to the one in the box. It had been swapped. i couldn’t even make an attempt to figure out the mechanism. I lay back in bed and again felt the rush of heat from my balls, I was horny at the prospect of having an orgasm. I eventually got up and gave into temptation. I had a long shower and thoroughly cleaned myself out. I emptied the lube, poppers and the 10in dildo from the brown bag. I found some generic porn on my phone and started to play with my ass, I took a hit of the popper and felt the warm rush to my cheeks. After about 5 minutes or so I had half the dildo in my ass and was really getting into fucking myself. I kept huffing on the poppers until the dildo was buried 10inches deep into me. I could feel my heart beat pounding in my ears and my ass was twitching at the pounding I was now giving it. I started to hear voices from last week flashback to me; “Rape the boy.” “Tear up his hole” “Breed that ass” “Want more cum boy?” “Tom you’re one lucky son of a bitch” I snapped back to reality with a jolt. My sex drive instantly gone. I pulled the dildo from my ass and thew it, the poppers and the lube back into the brown bag. I set my alarms and headed to sleep, trying to block anymore flashbacks from my mind. I’d scared myself when I remembered all the voices that had been around me, but what frightened me most wasn’t what they said but that it made me feel more horny…

damn I was hard the whole story. when I was in high my friend and I got taken about the same way

Part 4. I somehow managed to get myself into the bathroom before my hard cock announced my intentions to the general public. It wasn’t easy, but it was absolutely necessary. I let out the breath I’d been holding since the note first bounced off my shoe and unfolded the paper. “Hello faggot,” it opened and those words alone made my dick even harder. I love a man who immediately puts me in my place. The note continued, “Your shop closes at 10:30. By midnight I expect you to be in a booth at The Red Cat and completely naked, ready for what’s next. Go to booth 35, and you will find further instructions.” There was no signature. I found myself just staring at the words and lost in the image of that booth. I’d been to The Red Cat a few times. It was a seedy porn shop just off the interstate about 20 Miles south of town, a place with ample parking for semis and always a host of regulars prowling for getting their rocks off. Having swallowed more than a few loads there my mouth went dry and my hole clenched. This pipe daddy wanted an audience. Luckily the customers were steady enough to make the last hour or so pass quickly, and even luckier the counters in the shop were high enough to keep my raging hard-on from public view. Sure we were a tobacco shop, but it was a family crowd. For the most part. Finally, the last customer was hustled out of the shop and Mick turned the key in the lock. “Not a bad fuckin night! We should grab a beer, man.” “I can’t tonight,” I said, feeling a little flushed and more than a little distracted. “I’ve got some shit to take care of so I’ve gotta get out of here before the second wave of bar goons hit the district.” Mick had no idea how literal I was in that moment. I needed to clean my hole out and get that hole to the Red Cat as fast as possible. If I was getting fucked, I wanted just lube, cum, and my clear ass juices on that cigar daddy’s cock because I always clean up after myself. The next hour was a blur and my head was definitely in the backseat to my body’s routine. It had been months since I’d done anything except suck a load out of a guy and everything animal in me managed the business at hand. Light T-Shirt, thin cotton drawstring pants, flip flops and straight up commando. It was best to travel light to the bookstore. Phone, money clip with the bare minimum of cash, ID, and a tube of astroglide. I also had a ziplock bag tucked into my pocket with tightly folded moist wipes. It didn’t take long to learn those were vital in situations like this. Dollar store paper towels feel like you’re wiping your well fucked and swollen hole with a jagged asphalt shingle. I prefer my pain to have a cock associated with it, not the clean-up. I didn’t look at myself in the mirror as I swept the keys off the dresser. It didn’t matter what I looked like now. It only mattered that I be bareassed and ready to go once I was inside booth 35. It was now 11:30 and I had beat feet to get there on time. I left the a/c off for the drive to prepare my self for the assault on the senses the Red Cat always provided. The only A/C they had was in the showroom. I guess they didn’t want those rubber dicks to wilt under the usual heat and thick humidity this time of year was riddled with. Once in the darkness of the booths, that heat and hanging damp were perfect. All the smells congealed with every breath you took and made it feel like you were inches away from a nicely tuned rack of cock and balls at all times. Six feet into this maze of black painted plywood and my shirt and pants were clinging to the sweat pouring out of me. Focused, well as focused as I could be in the sweltering thick air, I made my way to booth 35. Most of the doors were closed and occupied. A full compliment of fuck hunters tonight. Four or five guys, as usual, were hanging out in their usual “random” spread. If getting eye fucked were a thing, I’d already have at least three loads in me or on me. But I was on a specific mission and now, I was here. Booth 35. Second to last in the row and very much unoccupied. I took a breath of the syrup thick air, stepped inside, and closed the door behind me. 11:56. Dead on time. As my eyes adjusted to the bright blue blast of the video monitor I saw there was another note taped to its scratched and cum smeared plexiglass cover. It was folded in three and it had some words on the outside. My eyes managed to acclimate fairly quickly so I could read “ALL CLOTHES OFF BEFORE READING”. It was definitive and I snapped to immediately. I sat the note on the bench and quickly shed my shirt and then pants. They were barely there anyway because of the thin material, but they were now like a light whisper now piled into the corner. Then, I picked up the note and flipped it open. “Good faggot.” I heard it in his thick, edgy voice, like he was millimeters away from my ear. “You made it this far. Now you’re going someplace you’ve never gone. I will only fuck a hole that is primed and ready and has shown it will go as far as I decide. Your task now is to take 10 loads—5 down your throat and 5 in your hole. I will be watching, and counting.” A shiver ran down my spine straight to my asshole. I hadn’t taken 5 loads in either hole combined in the 7 months before now. “And you aren’t going to sit like a princess and wait for them to come to you. I haven’t got all night. You will take your naked ass out and into the hall and make this happen. Now, get out of those goddamned shoes, lube up your fucking hole and start pulling loads like the low goddamned slut you are. I will know when you’ve hit your goal.” And that was it. I didn’t have to read it twice. I took another deep breath, kicked off my flip flops and eased out the door. There were three guys just hanging out, and I walked my way toward them. I was on autopilot. Or should I say autowhore? Either way, there was no way I was able to turn back now and it felt fucking incredible.

Can't wait to learn what Michael does with the information he learns or what Dante does to Michael if he is caught spying on the private party. Please hurry with the next chapter.

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.

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.

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

Part 39 　 As we were headed to my room, I still could not understand what I was doing. I just couldn't seem to control myself when I would see Hank's huge hard cock. I wanted it in me and the sooner the better. It was like a need. We were soon on my bed and kissing fondling each other and stroking each others' cocks. His felt so big and wonderful. I wanted it now. I lowered my head and took it into my mouth and found that I seemed to be getting better at that or maybe more used to it. It was soon down my throat and my nose pressed against him. I was gagging a little but not nearly as much as I had before. I could already taste his precum and it was intoxicatingly delicious. I slurped up every drop as it came out. He was then fucking my mouth fast and deep. Almost too soon, he pulled his cock from my mouth and raising my legs up over his shoulders, Hank started to ease his cock into my hole. I wanted it and pushed up impaling myself hard onto his cock until it was deep inside me. The entire shaft embedded in me and then we held there for a bit and kissed. A deep passionate kiss with our tongues almost sword fighting together. Then looking me deep into my eyes, he started to withdraw until just the head was still in me. Then inward, again and again slowly building speed up every few times until he was pile driving his cock as deep as it could go. I was almost screaming for more and more. He was relentless in the pummeling of my hole and I was in an ecstatic bliss. This went on and on for a good half hour. Then he slowed his speed but his inward strokes were just as hard and I could feel his cock start to expand as he neared orgasm. Then it was there and I felt it start to throb and twitch as he drove one last deep hard drive into me and then I was cumming too. It was magnificent. It was like I could feel every single toxic drop as it filled my hole full. We both collapsed and again kept on kissing as he ground his hips into me. It was the best yet and I knew I wanted more and more of him and as often as possible. To hell with any consequences, we were meant for each other.

I had a top who insisted on not cuming in me. I begged for the load. So, after a few different positions, I suggested I ride him. Well that cock was mine to milk dry. He begged me to get off him. I just milked him more by squeezing his balls. He came so hard he said he was seeing stars. The next time he just bred me straight away.

Chapter One: Monday Part Two. I didn't dare move. His balls resting on my ass. "Let's play a game shall we?" Rob rocked back and forth slightly. I wouldn't call it fucking me but it definitely teasing. "You have to answer my questions honestly and truthfully. Any lies or wrong answers and I thrust. How does that sound? Oh and I should warn you i cum very quickly. If I cum you lose. If I get all the answers I want with my load still in my balls I lose." Still barely able to make a sound other than I whimper of pleasure I nodded my accent to play his game. "Question one: do you always wear a jock like a little whore?" "Yyy-yes" I finally managed to get the word out. But I wasn't prepared for what happened next. Robs throbbing cock pulled almost completely out of me, just the very tip remained and he slammed balls deep again as hard as he could. I gasped and spluttered out sounds that were meant to be asking why he had just thrust. "I know you sometimes don't wear underwear. I'm regular enough round here to notice that you dumb slut," he answered my unspoken question. "Question two: this is for two thrusts. I know you like poppers I've seen the bottles you carry in your coat... So would you like some of my lovely strong ones?" He asked as he clicked the cap of the bottle with his fingers. I shook my head, no. Two more hard thrusts. This was unbearable it was like he was in my head not just my ass. I got the next few questions wrong as well. At this rate I was going to lose the game. "Question 5: where do you want me to cum?" By this point I was a horny mess in need of a proper fuck but still he teased me. "I don't want you to cum, not yet" I replied. "Wrong answer." I reached out and braced myself on the wall as he pounded my ass with five hard thrusts. Each one seemingly harder and deeper than the last. On that last thrust I felt his cum spurting deep in me. "You lose this round you dirty little slut." My cock strained against my jock and horny beast I struggled to keep chained up was free. To be continued....

The Broken Jock by @ButtB4iGo, Part 4 It didn’t take long before I had more cock being shoved into my hole. Around 2 hours later, the door to my motel room opened and a man walked in. “Hey, boy. It’s me Poz9in again. Thought I’d come back and see if you were still here.” I turned over to look at him as he did something on his phone in the dark room. From the light of his phone, I could see that he was a tall, older man with dark stubble and scars on his face. “There. That’s done.” He turned off his phone and put it in his back pocket and pulled his pants off and walked over to me. “You are so fucking hot in that jock strap,” he said as he pinned be to the bed. “Look at that mop of blonde hair! I remember being young and reckless.” He used his hand to grab a fist of my hair and then mussed it up. “Feel my cock.” Poz9in pushed my hand below his tight white t-shirt and my hand came into contact with his rigid meat. I felt the top first. He had a large circumcised head. It was wet at the slit with precum. I remembered what it felt like a few hours ago to have it so deep inside my ass. His shaft was hard and slightly curved to the left. “It wants to be inside your butt, baby. Roll over.” A good submissive, I did as the man commanded and he kicked my legs apart roughly and then mounted me, his raw cock immediately pressed against my hole. I felt as he rubbed his precum on the ring of my hole. “Fuck, yeah!” he exclaimed as he pushed. “AAAhhh,” I moaned into the pillow as his cock broke through the ring and up. He went deep immediately. “Fuuuck! Yeah, you take it, son. Take my raw poz cock up your neg ass again. Can’t believe you’re taking men bareback now.” He fucked in and out of my hole. “I used to check out the safe-only site, too. Lots of hot young ass on that site. Damn, boy. You are going to get a second load outta me soon. But first, I should tell you that I took a page outta Hank’s book and reposted that safe-only profile screenshot of you on BarebackFuckers again. I figured Hank wouldn’t mind if he’s prepping you for the bathhouse with the likes of me and that other poz guy. I confirmed tonight's late fuck party when I walked in the door and saw you were still here. I know you like older men like me, so I required that the tops be at least twice your age.” “Oh, fuck!” I exclaimed. I’m going to be gangbanged bareback by old men in a motel room all night. "YES!" My hole tightened around Poz9in’s cock as it pistoned my hole. I wanted his load. “That’s right, son. That hole of yours is going to take more raw daddy cock tonight,” he taunted. “Fuck I’m close! I want these men to use my sperm as lube like Coach did earlier. I fuckin’ loved watching that old man’s poz cock get covered in my sperm as your sweet pink hole stretched to take it back in. I was hard and precuming again when I watched him shoot his load in you. I knew I had to get my cock back in your hole again. Fuckin take it, boy! Take my load.” He huffed as he bucked against my ass in and out, building up the load to shoot. He yelled and pushed in as far as he could. The large head of his cock pressed against my guts. I heard the door to the room open as I felt his sperm coat the walls of my rectum again. “Damn!" Poz9in pushed his cock in and out slowly as he came down from the climax. "That’s how to take a poz load, jock boy.” “That’s fuckin hot!” the new arrival said in a gruff voice. “So ShortStop91 is taking all loads now?” “That’s right. His master got him to take raw cock tonight. I think the poppers helped a lot.” Poz9in grabbed the brown bottle from the night stand and tossed it back to the man. He pulled is cock out of my hole so that the new man could take my ass. “Good to know,” the man said as he started to push his cock into my ass. He smelled like cigars. “I've had my eye on this one. This is one beautiful ass!” “It sure is.” Poz9in opened the door. “Step right in, sirs. No rubbers. For a small fee, this safe-only boy is taking cock bareback for the first time tonight. Thank you. Thank you. Yes, sir, all loads go up the ass. Thank you.”

Its owner said it was 10.75 inches. I believe him. It was fat even in proportion to its length! I couldn't get my fingers around the base; the mushroom head was like a tennis ball! Seriously, the whole thing looked like a dick ... only twice as big! Truly, a faggot's fantasy. The times I sucked it -- and I sucked it many times in dirty bookstores and mall restrooms -- I couldn't believe it was real. All I could do was lick the head, the piss slit, the underside ... kiss it ... let him jack off over my face, then put it to my mouth when it started squirting so I could lick the cream off of it. The only way I could get fucked by that ... mushroom-headed meat thermos ... was to get really fucked up first, goon out on sucking it, then s-l-o-w-l-y sit it down on it, tweaking my titties the whole time. Did I mention I had to get really fucked up? I mean, like ... I had to get retarded. A titty-tweaking, dick-riding retard. A good game of bouncy house on that mushroom-headed meat thermos turned my little pink rosebud -- I was in my early 20s -- into the pussy of a loose old whore, like it is today. Its owner was a effeminate old queen, btw! (I've been fucked by lots of drag queens over the years.) I never got his name ...

As Duke rubbed his still dripping cock over Ryan’s face and then into the boys mouth getting the lad to clean it off as I sat on the armchair and lubed up my cock grunting “hurry up and clean that cock son, then get over here and ride my cock”, a few minutes later the kid climbed up straddling me and lowered his sweet tight hole down on my dick sighing blissfully “mmmm your cocks so big”, I grinned as I put my big hands on his hips pushing his pussy further down onto my cock “yeah I am boy and your cunt is so tight, for now”, ginger just moaned and started to ride me as my phone beeped and I read the text from Carlo’s ‘bring the slut over when your ready’. Thirty minutes later after I’d spunked up the kid’s shitter and Duke had gotten a nice long sloppy blowjob we pulled some shorts on and took a very high Ryan down to Carlos’s place. Carlos has an old house down a tiny alleyway well out of the way from prying eyes, it looks very non descript from the outside but on the inside it looks like an Aladdin’s cave, richly decorated and elaborate, mostly to cater for his main clientele the rich Arabs and Africans who desired white boy arse but also needed a discreet though expensive place to live out their wildest fantasises. I rang the doorbell and was greeted by Carlos who ushered us in and then up to his office where he wasted no time in pushing Ryan’s shorts down and examining the boys body to which ginger posed and preened like a champion stud, Carlos nodded to his henchman “blond him”, and I had to chuckle as the big burly gorillaesque guard grabbed Ryan by the upper arm and dragged the boy out of the room as Carlos spat onto the floor grinning “I got ginger slag’s by the fucking dozen”. Me, Duke and Carlos chilled out smoking and drinking brandy served to us by a bruised oriental kid, we watched some dirty porn and Duke sniggered as he heard a little whimper come from a way down the hall “Jesus that must be strong stuff”, Carlos put his cigarette out grinning “I need him blond mate”. Duke was now busy on the other side of the room molesting the oriental lad, his thoughts of Ryan seemingly gone from his mind as he raised his eyebrows at Carlos who indicated to a door “take him in there, he likes it rough”, the oriental kid looked fearful as Duke pulled him out of the room, followed by a little muffled whimper just before the door shut. A little while later a very blond Ryan was brought back to the room by the guard I had to admit the peroxide look suited the kid as he posed again showing off his now hairless body, Carlos grunted as he stroked Ryan’s rock hard cock “you like being high and getting fucked boy?”, the kid nodded his head “fuck yeah”, Carlos grinned snickering as he lead the lad over to his desk and handed the boy a pipe which the nipper immediately lit up “well you have come to the right place boy, I’ll keep you high and you’ll definitely get fucked”, the kid blew out white clouds “fucking cool, I want it” Carlos smiled “I know you do boy” as he pushed the kid to his knees and sat on his chair, Ryan did not need anymore prompting, he immediately pulled Carlos’s fat cock out of his shorts and sucked like a seasoned whore, Carlos rested his hand on the lads head and nodded to his henchman again who handed Carlos a box and then started to take pictures of Ryan sucking and I had to snigger when the guard used just one massive hand to separate the kids butt cheeks and take some pictures of the boys sweet little slightly red pussy hole, Carlos opened the box and pulled out a gold metal collar and put it round Ryan’s neck before looking at the pictures and nodding to the guard “go and see who wants to bid to be the first in the new boy”, adding as the guard turned leaving the room “and dollars or sterling only, no bullshit currency”. I took a sip of my brandy “so who’s the big ape-man”, Carlos chuckled “that’s Brutus”, I had to laugh “apt name!” , Carlos winked “mate when you see his dick and how he fucks you would agree with it more”, this piqued my interest “yeah?”, Carlo’s winked at me pressing a button on the remote and the screen changed to a fuck that made me raise my eyebrows, I whistled as I watched the hulking form of Brutus fucking a big bodybuilder boy with a dick that put even mine to shame, I watched grinning transfixed as the mammoth cock just plunged in and out of the lads torn up ravaged cunt “fuck the mans a monstercock man”, Carlos grinned “ain’t he just”, I rubbed my crotch as Brutus came back into the room and whispered in Carlo’s ear, Carlos grinned as he pulled his dick out of the kids mouth, “you can finished that later boy” and Brutus quite literally pulled Ryan up by his arm dragging him out of the room, Carlos winked at me “lets go and see some of the show but we got to be quiet”, I sort of frowned but smiled “sure” No even thinking about Duke I followed Carlos down a staircase and into a room lit only by a red light, Carlos put his finger to the lips and indicated to a sofa where we both sat, he flicked a button on the table in front of us and I grinned to see a two way mirror light up and exhaled “fuck yeah”, in the other room Ryan was on his hands and knees sucking one black mans big cock as another was sliding a finger in and out of Ryan’s arsehole, I swear they were the darkest black guys I had ever seen, they even made Duke seem pale in comparison, Carlos whispered “the one being sucked is General Aba Bonsu, some shit high up in some African dictatorship, the other some shit colonel in his army”, I laughed quietly as the colonel added another finger along side his one in the kids pussy “I bet his nationals don’t know about this”, Carlos sniggered “fuck no”. The general pulled his dick out of Ryan’s mouth and barked something at the colonel, the sound was too muffled to understand and Carlos whispered “rooms not fully soundproofed that’s why we gotta be quiet” the colonel nodded and twisted Ryan round to his arse was pointed directly at us, Carlos lit a cigar “the shit likes to watch himself in the mirror as he plays with a sluts pussy”, I smiled as we watched the general caressed the boys arse cheeks before sticking his middle finger into a pot and then sliding the thick digit in the kids cunt grinning at himself in the mirror as the colonel held Ryan firmly in place as the kid started to squirm, I looked at Carlos “what that more tina?”, Carlos whispered “shhhh no it’s some African drug, feels like a thousand needles at first apparently but that goes soon enough and makes a boys pussy hungrier than on Tina”, I grinned “I like the sound of that”, we went back to watching as more and more of the gunge was fingered into Ryan and sure enough his squirming soon subsided, the General seemed to talking lovingly to the kid as he graduated to two fingers and soon enough three were pushing in and out of Ryan’s hungry little pussy. After a while the general spoke to the Colonel and he was passed a reasonably sized black dildo, he slapped it on the boys arse and said something to Ryan who raised himself up on his hands and looked over his shoulder his eyes filled with wonder and lust as the general slowly pushed the dildo into his pussy, the kid was licking his lips as he watched himself getting fucked with the dildo making the general laugh as he pushed the dildo all the way into the boys cunt and the colonel pushed his dick into Ryan’s mouth, the kid seemed to look lovingly at the colonel as the dick pushed through his lips, Carlos grinned “that African shits like ‘e’ makes you all hungry and loved up”, I smirked I watched the boy spasm and the general laugh deeply as he pulled the dildo out of the boys hole, the kids cunt was dripping with mucus from his analgasm, the general scooped some up with his fingers and reached over rubbing the mucus on the colonels cock having the boy eat his own arse juices, I chuckled “I like his style”. I grinned as the general shoved three fingers up the boys gaping cunt before pulled them out covered with the kids juices rubbing them on his cock and clicking his fingers at the colonel while still with his dick still in Ryan’s mouth twisted the boy round again, the general slapped the kids arse hard barking something and the lad immediately moved his knees apart, Carlos chuckled quietly as the general looked at himself in the mirror stroking his cock in an exaggerated manner, not taking his eyes off himself as he positioned it and shoved his length into Ryan’s cunt “the arsehole is such a narcissist”, I nodded as the general grabbed the kids hips fucking him in an exaggerated fashion for a while before shouting something at the colonel who pushed his dick further into the boys throat as the general slammed into the lads arse and it was obvious that both where cumming in Ryan at the same time. Moments later the general and his colonel left the room and we enjoyed the view of Ryan kneeling on the floor just a foot or so away from the other side of the mirror jacking and eating the spunk that was leaking from his pussy, Carlos breathed out “at least we can talk a bit more normal now he’s to fucked up to notice”, surely enough the kid did not even seem to react as he was caught up to much in his own slutty reflection.

PHOTO SHOOT John opened the door, and though younger than I like, he was quite hot. Standing about 6 foot, black hair, grey eyes, and a well-toned body, he was the stuff of most gay men's wet dreams; he was just not my daddy, nor according to his online profile, poz. John invited me in and showed me the area of his apartment he had set-up for the photo shoot. "So, any ideas on what you want to wear for these photos?" he asked. In response, I pulled the clothing I had packed into a duffle out for him to look at and get his suggestions. "The dress clothing probably won't work for what you want, but the jock and singlet will get you tons of hits," he remarked, adding "How about some nudes? Tasteful, of course." "I'm willing to do them, but would rather have most of the photos entice rather than just put everything out there. Leave some mystery for when I meet up," I responded. "Well, it's your decision, so we'll do whatever you are comfortable with." I smiled at him, and thanked him for doing all this for me. At his suggestion, we started off with me in what I had worn over, jeans and a t-shirt. After I got comfortable with having my picture taken, he suggested that I lose the shirt and belt, and let my jeans fall down a bit. I agreed, and noticed that his eyes lit up a bit when I shucked my shirt and he saw my mostly hairless torso. "I have an idea. How about putting the shirt back on and I will snap some of you taking your clothes off." "Sure," I shrugged, "it can't hurt." So, redressing, I began to slowly the shirt off and John snapped away with his camera. After my shirt was gone, I undid the button on my jeans and let them slide down a bit revealing my boxers. John kept snapping away as I undid the zipper, dropped my jeans, and was about to turn away from him to pull off the boxers when John said "Wait. Here's what I think. Take off your boxers and put your jeans back on. Let's do that again but with you commando." I pulled off my boxers and slid my jeans back on, not bothering to do them up. Once again I turned my back to John and slid my jeans slowly down my ass and then down my legs. "Great! Now pull them back up, and lay down. Do up the zipper, and when I start taking pics, slowly unzip and I'll get your trail and your pubes. Keep your cock and balls down the leg." Again, I followed John's instructions and he snapped away on his camera. "Cool. These are going to look great! Why don't you change into the singlet and we'll get some shots of of you wearing just it." I quickly stripped off everything and slid my singlet on. John took pics of me in various wrestling poses, then we took pics of me slowly stripping off the singlet. John then suggested I put on the jock, saying we'd get the last group of photographs with me wearing only it. I slid the jock on, adjusted the straps and struck several poses. John snapped away. In a few of the shots I was on all fours, and John was behind me shooting pics of my ass. I looked over my shoulder and noticed that the nice bulge in John's jeans was now much larger. I figured he liked what he saw of me in this position, and I decided that I needed one more set of pics to complete my portfolio. I turned to face john, and crawled across the floor to him. When I reached him, I lifted my hand and grabbed his cock through the tight fabric of his jeans. He moaned at my touch and stopped taking pictures. "Don't stop taking photographs, John," I instructed, "Let's do one more set: action shots of you fucking my mouth and ass with this cock." "Are you sure you want that kind of photographs?" "Yeah. Take pics of me sucking your cock and you fucking my ass!" John set the camera aside for a moment to take his shirt off, then he picked it back up and pointed it down at me on my knees in front of his crotch, instructing me saying "Take my cock out and start sucking it, you slut." "Yes, sir!" I undid the button on his jeans and slid the zip down. He had gone commando, so his cock was easily accessible, and I pulled it out. He wasn't fully hard, but still he had a nice girth and length. As John stood there snapping away, I took the tip of his cock into my mouth. As his cock slowly disappeared into my mouth, my ass began to twitch with the thought of him taking photographs of the same cock sliding into my ass, lubricated only with my spit. For several minutes John snapped pics as I bobbed up and down on his cock, getting it wet with my spit and getting it hard so he could fuck me. Far too soon, he pulled away, put down the camera and took off his jeans. "Turn around," John commanded. I did eagerly, presenting my firm round ass to him. "Please fuck me, John, and capture the action in photographs." "You want me to fuck you in the jock?" "Up to you. You are in charge." John picked up the camera again, and I felt the tip of his cock line up with my pucker. I heard the click click click of the camera as he slowly pushed all seven inches of his fat cock into my ass. "Damn, your ass fits like a glove, Tom," he grunted, adding "I think I am going to fuck it a couple of times today. Gotta make sure we get some really good pics." I moaned in agreement, and honestly his cock felt wonderful in my ass. The camera clicked away as John varied his strokes between pounding my ass and long dicking me. After a long while, his thrusts became more frantic and his breathing became shallow. "I'm gonna cum!" "Shoot it in me! Give me that cum! Breed my ass!" "Here comes your first load, buddy!" With that, John went balls-deep into my ass, and I felt each volley of his cum as he shot about ten times into my cunt. He kept his wits about him and snapped pics as his balls unloaded into me. After resting for a few minutes inside of me, he slowly pulled out; snapping pics the whole time. With his thick cock out of my hole, it felt empty, but also was slightly gaping. John took pics of it all, and I pushed some of his cum out so he could take pics of his cum dripping from my used hole. He rolled onto his back on the floor next to me. I moved over and kissed him as he came down from the fuck. I reached down and grabbed his cock. "How long till you are ready for round two?" I asked. "Keep kissing me and I will be ready in no time." So we continued kissing as he played with my cummy hole, and soon enough his cock was rock hard. This time, John had me take the jock off, and we went to his bed. He had me lay on the edge, on my back, legs out to the side. He slid his hard cock back into me and again snapped pictures as he fucked my hole. "Fuck, it feels even better with my cum to lube your hole. You should see the froth I'm churning out of your ass." "I'll see it when we look at the pictures. For now, keep fucking!" This time, when John said he was getting close, I grabbed my cock, matching my strokes to his thrusts, and as he sank into me for the second time to give me his DNA, I sped up my strokes immediately blew my load, coating my belly and chest with my cum. John snapped a few more pictures of me laying there coated in my cum, his jizz leaking form my hole and a look of satisfaction on my face. "Ok, we should get cleaned up then take a look at what we got here." John and I showered, him getting hard again and fucking a third load into me. After we were cleaned off, and dressed again. John pulled the memory card from the camera and brought it over to his computer. He had ended up taking hundreds of photos of me. We looked them over, and I liked what he had done for me. The hottest ones were of him fucking me the second time and his cum making a frothy mix on his cock and around my hole. These pics were definitely going to get me laid. John burned all the pics to a CD for me, and then it was time to take my leave. I thanked him for a great session and the three loads in my ass. He thanked me for letting him fuck me bare and loading me up. I told him that if he wanted another session with my ass, with or without the camera, we could. He said he would see me online. I packed the disk in with my extra clothes and with a kiss, headed out. When I got back to my room, I put in the disk and quickly uploaded a mix of the clothed and nudes to my profiles, as I didn't want my roommate to see me doing this. I still didn't know how he would take rooming with a cumslut. John and I hooked up a few times before and after I met my Dad, but as soon as I was confirmed poz he didn't want to hook up any more. It was a shame really. He would have been a hot one to poz and add to the family.

Pozzing Dave. I sent Dave to the bedroom, and told him to get that plug he had used on me out and not to lube up his hole, that I was going to rough fuck it again and get him really bloody to take my poz seed into his system. I locked the doors and walked back to the bedroom. On my way past the bathroom, I stopped and grabbed a new toothbrush from under the sink. Entering into the bedroom, I found Dave on his back, a look of lust and apprehension on his face and, if it was possible, a rock hard cock straining to get even harder between his legs. I placed the toothbrush on the bed next to his leg and slowly took off my clothes. Once I was naked, I told him to get up on all fours. I could see a slight sheen to his hole, probably where my load from the initial anger fuck had seeped ever so slightly out of his ass. I spread his ass cheeks and began to slide the toothbrush into his hole. Dave let out a slight grunt of pain as the stiff bristles pushed past his sphincter. Once it was in his hole, I brushed vigorously, twisting the brush as well, getting every corner of his innards bruised with the brush. After about ten minutes, I pulled the brush out, and to my satisfaction, the white bristles were now a nice shade of dark pink. With his innards prepped, the next step in his conversion was growing between my legs. I lined my stiff cock up to his pucker, and with one thrust pushed in till my balls hit his hole. I didn’t let him adjust to my intrusion, but began thrusting hard and deep into his dry hole. Soon his ass-juices and my precum (and a bit of his blood) were slicking up his hole. Looking down, I noticed my cock was covered with a pink tinged, slightly milky mixture of the ass juices and my last load. I didn’t think it was possible, but my cock got even harder at the sight and I began to really pound Dave’s hole. He cried out as I unrelentingly pounded on his hole, really tearing into him, no doubt adding to the bruising I had done with the toothbrush. Without pulling out, I flipped him onto his back and shoved my cock deep into his hole. Each thrust hit his prostate and made his cock jump. I knew if I kept this up he might cum, hands-free. I finally felt the tingle in my balls, signaling that my second known toxic load was about to erupt from my cock and enter Dave, hopefully converting him forever. I grabbed Dave’s leaking cock, and began to jack it as I kept pounding his hole and hitting his prostate. He moaned and screamed that he was going to cum. I told him to let it out, that I was going to flood his ass with my toxic spunk. He moaned “do it”, and a few thrusts and pumps later I was flooding his ass with my diseased load as his last neg load shot out; the first shot landing on his face and the rest coating his chest and my hand before we both collapsed in exhaustion. Once I recovered my strength, I slowly pulled out, and he squeezed my cock with his ass to keep that spunk in him. I grabbed the plug that was sitting on the bed next to me and as my cock popped out I slid it into his now cum-filled hole. We rested next to each other, and over the course of the night, I pulled that plug out about a dozen times and added another toxic load to his ass each time. His ass was so sore the next morning from all the fucking that I was amazed he could walk. Like a good boy, he kept the plug in him all day and made sure my cum would incubate and enter his body to infect him. We kept on fucking as often as we could, and a few weeks after I got my result, Dave came down with a fever, the shakes and could not keep any food down. Like he had for me when I converted, I took care of him, and got him through his conversion. When he was 'healthy' again, he went and got tested. Sure enough, he was now poz. With that taken care of, we set about to find as many boys as possible to convert and turn into poz bottom sluts. Together, we would create a legacy of our poz strain throughout the area.