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A Weekend Away. I’m Greg, and I’ve been together with my boyfriend Aiden for almost five years now. I was his second serious relationship. When he was at college he had a relationship with a guy named Brandon but it did not work out for a number of reasons. Perhaps one of the major ones was that Aiden is a total bottom, and Brandon wanted to get fucked too from time to time. Aiden is a very jealous guy and insists on absolute monogamy, but Brandon wanted more variety in his life, variety which included getting fucked by other guys. After they broke up they remained good friends and still keep in touch. In some ways, Aiden and I have a similar problem to what Brandon and he did. Basically we are both bottoms and sex ends up being blowjobs and cuddling, with the odd attempt at fucking being a disaster. Aiden insists on using condoms and I cannot get hard wearing one. My sex life generally consists of jerking off to internet porn when Aiden is not around. I was scheduled to spend a week at a conference in the same city as Brandon and his husband Ben, and was surprised when Aiden told me that he had contacted Brandon that I would be visiting and suggested that we meet up. I had never met the guys, but had talked with them on the phone. We had all become friends on Facebook and they had lots of pictures of themselves and their friends. They were two hot hunks! I wondered if Brandon and Ben had the sort of “open” relationship that Brandon had insisted on and that Aiden couldn’t stomach. I had no plans to find out but I must admit that I was curious. It had been a long time since I had been properly fucked! After some to-and-froing of emails and text messages, I arranged to meet them at the hotel I was stating at, and they would take me out for a drink at a local gay bar or two. I was waiting in front of the lobby at the designated time when I saw a their car pull up. They got out to greet me and I didn’t want to believe what I saw even though I recognized them from photographs. Both Brandon and Ben were hotter than fuck with tight t-shirts and pants that showed of their bulging crotches and asses. I had tried to look as good as I could and was wearing tight faded blue jeans showing off my massive bulge and a tight white t-shirt. One look at them and my mouth started to go dry, and I immediately started fantasizing about being fucked by them. I didn’t want to cheat on Aiden, but I really needed to be fucked so badly. I think they noticed that I couldn’t stop staring at their crotches. Ben hopped into the back seat and I sat beside Grant in the front. Brandon started describing the various local bars but I just grinned at him. "I've had a long day. You said you guys live close by and I'd like to see your place and get to know you better in a quiet environment. If you have something alcoholic to drink why don't we just go to your place." Just looking at those two sexy guys was starting to make me hard. I am not sure what I was thinking of, certainly I had no plans of cheating on Aiden but they were SO sexy. The more we talked about this and that the harder I got. We got to their place and as we walked from the car to the front door making small talk I could not help but notice what nice butts they had in their tight pants. Brandon’s tight khakis clearly showed the lines of the jock that he was wearing, and Ben’s jeans fitted in a way that emphasized his bubble butt and the cleft between. I’m not really a top but I would have to say both of them were fuckable! It was so long since Aiden and I had had any sort of sex that I was as horny as hell, enough to turn top for the night. Fuck! What was I thinking! Cheating! Nope. I had broached the subject of opening our relationship to Aiden several time and every time it ended in tears and shouting. I loved Aiden too much to fuck up our relationship, even though I ended up spending way too much time jerking off to porn. Always bareback porn as that is hotter and it since it was all a fantasy to me, it may as well be risky. Brandon and Ben were not making things any easier! Brandon whispered something in Ben’s ear and Ben put his hand down the back of Brandon’s jeans. It almost looked like he was fingering his hole, making me jealous of their obvious displays of affection. Brandon opened the door and we all entered. Brandon waved us towards the couch. “Why don’t you guys get comfortable on the couch while I get us each a beer? We have all sorts? Any preference?” I responded “An IPA if you have one”. “Sure, we had a few in the fridge.” Was his response as he left the room. I looked around the room. Nicely decorated in a clean modern style, but I could not help noticing the porn DVDs lying around on the coffee table where no-one could miss them: “Bareback Blond Boyfriends”, “Raw Cheating Lovers” and a few others including “Raw Load Takers.” One night when Aiden was at a work function I had found a copy of “Raw Load Takers” online and I knew its plot line. Guys hanging out in parks and men’s rooms getting fucked bare by anonymous strangers. An interesting choice of videos for a married couple. There was also a small bowl with condoms and a bottle of lube on a side table, which I thought a rather odd thing to leave in a living except if they regularly hooked up with other guys. The condoms were a contrast to the DVDs though. Brandon returned with the beers and gave me one. “Go slow, they are strong. They’re 8% alcohol. You’ve had a long day. We wouldn’t want you to get out of control.” I felt a twinge of excitement at the suggestion that I might “get out of control” and I said something to change the subject. “Wow. Bareback porn. Aiden won’t let me buy any, as he says you shouldn’t reward them for promoting unsafe sex.” Brandon just smiled. “Well, if you like we can watch one. I know you want to watch one.” I was conflicted. Forbidden fruit was calling. “But only if you want to. We won’t try anything. We're married.” Brandon was standing directly in front of me with his bulging crotch at eye level. I looked straight at him. “No, of course not.” I paused, then continued “You choose a good one, one that you like.” He slipped “Raw Cheating Lovers” into the DVD player. His choice of title made me wonder if he was planning anything. Whatever my mind was trying to tell me my body had other ideas and glancing down I saw an obvious shiny circle of pre-cum leaking through my jeans. I covered it with my left hand so that they would not notice. We made small talk and sipped our beers for a few minutes as the movie developed. At about the point when the first cheating boyfriend snuck out of the house to hook up with a trick he met on Grindr, Brandon spoke quite casually, as if it was a coincidence. “You know of course, that Aiden and I broke up about the whole question of monogamy. I wanted some variety, and he couldn’t deal with it. He has phoned me more than once to cry on my shoulder about fights that you guys have had about the issue. Did you ever sort it out?” I did not know what to say, and it was hard to hide the raging erection in my jeans. “Uh, it sort of blew over. We don’t talk about it, but I haven’t had sex with anyone else.” Brandon just smiled and made sure I saw as he re-arranged his massive bulge in his jeans to make it more comfortable. We sat in silence for a moment or two watching the move and when the first trick shot his load into the first cheating lover I had to admit to them how hot the movie was. “Fuck, I don’t know when last I watched bareback porn on a screen bigger than my cellphone. It’s hot!” Brandon laughed. “Yeah, like cocks, the bigger the better.” The action on the screen was had gotten me stimulated, as the bulge in my pants now stretched out in a fat straight line almost as far as my jean pocket and I had also had to make some adjustments for comfort. I had been stealing glances at Ben and Brandon’s crotches all the way through the conversation, and now all three of us were rock hard. This was starting to get awkward, although I have to admit that I was totally turned on by what was happening. I asked them the question that had been brewing all evening: “You guys are obviously really into bareback porn. Maybe even as much as I am. Do you bareback each other? Aiden and I still use condoms even though we have never slept with anyone outside of our relationship. At least, I know I haven’t.” Ben answered. “Yes, we got tested after we got married. Only with each other. We don’t fuck around.” I wondered if that was true, considering that both of them seemed to be getting turned on by me with my obviously swollen package watching porn with them and the convenient supply of condoms and lube. As the screen showed the bottom’s wrecked ass leaking cum from an internal cum shot I realized that I wanted to be fucked and take a load or two more than anything. “So which of you guys is a top? Aiden and I are both bottoms, which sucks.” I didn’t mean to say it in a way that implied that I wanted to be fucked by them, but it came out that way. Ben and Brandon were obviously thinking along the same lines as they both answered. “Both of us.” Great! "So who bottoms?" "Both of Us. We're versatile." I looked at the rock hard bulge in Brandon’s thin khaki pants. "So you guys bareback. Does it really feel so much better than with condoms?" This line of discussion was obviously turning Brandon on as he started leaking pre-cum and creating a slick patch around his cock head. "Fuck Yeah", He responded. "The only thing that feels better than pumping your load into a juicy ass is having someone fill your gut with his sperm." By now his cock was drooling so much that the patch was about the size of a quarter and very obvious and I could barely take my eyes off it. I also pre-cum a lot and if anything, the wet patch on my jeans was bigger than his! Brandon looked straight at me and said. "By the looks of things the movie and the conversation have got you quite stimulated." For a fraction of a second I panicked about what I knew was about to happen as I realized what it was that I wanted so badly and that Brandon and Ben were more than willing to give it to me. Brandon continued. “Based on what you're packing in your jeans you should try to top more. There's lots of guys that would love to have that up their ass.” I didn’t respond to that but asked. "I want to see you guys fuck bareback. I've never seen it live and up close before. I’ll just watch you guys and jerk off. Brandon chuckled. “When you see how hot it is, you’ll want to be fucked!” Inkew it to be true, but I wasn’t ready for bareback yet. “Then you can fuck me with a condom. I've never cheated on Aiden before, but we'll be safe and he'll never know.” Ben needed no encouragement and started stripping down to his black and red jock briefs. His ass looked really hot framed by the cutout at the back. Brandon undressed a little more slowly, putting on a show for me. I made no moves to undress but was rubbing my cock through my pants. Brandon went straight for Ben’s ass and started eating it out and getting it nice and wet ready for fucking. I had now unzipped my pants and was working my dick with my hand and it was now drooling copious amounts of pre-cum. Ben bent over forward and exposed his hole and I could see it was well used. I found it a surprising turn on, something I did not expect. Brandon spat on his hand and slicked up his cock and then spat again into Ben’s hole and slid his bare cock all the way in. I guess he didn’t need lube. By now I had stripped off all my clothes and was naked on the couch with my ass over the edge jerking my meat while I watched Brandon fuck Ben inches away from me. The sight of his fat raw dick sliding in and out of Ben’s hole was an incredible turn-on, coupled with the juicy and wet sounds of the fucking. The more they fucked, the slicker Brandon’s cock became as if Ben was pre-lubed. I thought for a moment that perhaps Ben already had a load up his ass and I almost came at the thought. Brandon whispered something in Ben's ear and Ben turned around and started kissing me on the mouth while Brandon pulled out of his ass. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Brandon grab a condom from the side table, tear open the packet and roll it over his dick I heard the pop of the cap on the bottle of lube and I heard the slick sounds of lube being applied over the condom. Then he went down between my legs where I could not see him, as Ben was deep tonguing my mouth. I felt him slather my hole with lube. Brandon moved forward and I felt his cock head pressing against my hole. It felt different some how to when Aiden fucked me. Brandon is uncut, and Aiden is cut, but that shouldn’t really make a difference with a condom. Of course, the only thing that had been up may ass in the last few months was one of my selection of dildos. After seeing the size of Brandon’s rock hard dick, I was glad that I had spent the last afternoon at home with the largest one up my chute! Brandon started slowly probing my anus with his dick and I relaxed and felt a brief moment of pain as the fat dick head started spreading my anal sphincter and forcing its way in. The sensation of Brandon’s fat cock sliding up my anal passage stretching out the walls to the maximum and then up to and past the inner sphincter was intense, and made me realize how much I missed it in Aiden and my relatively sexless relationship. “Oh fuck, that feels so good. Damn!” I uttered as he bottomed in my colon and I felt his crotch slam against my butt cheeks. Both of them chuckled before Brandon spoke. “You like my dick filling your hole huh?” He was not joking. His massive dick was the best thing I had felt in years, and I don’t think I had ever had a dick that felt that good before. My brief pangs of guilt were rapidly banished by the growing lust in my crotch. He slowly started fucking me with long strokes and I wished I could see his dick sliding in and out but now Ben had gone down on me sucking my dick and his head was in the way. “Fuck yeah, it feels different than when Aiden fucks me. Better. Thicker.” Brandon grinned at me as if he knew something I didn’t. “Maybe it’s because he is really a bottom and doesn’t know how to fuck?” He chuckled and picked up the pace. My dick was starting to leak profusely and moved my hand to start jerking off, but Ben grabbed it and held it away. “No, not yet. Later.” Brandon was fucking me hard and fast while Ben had left my crotch and was deep kissing me again and it did not take more than thirty seconds or so before he started cumming. I then realized why it felt different: I felt seven or eight massive squirts of scalding hot cum against the walls of my bowels for the first time. "Oh fuck. FUCK. Yeah FUCK!" was all I could say. Ben had now conveniently moved out of the way so that I could see Brandon’s cock in my ass. As he slowly pulled out it was obvious that the condom had burst and that his fat cockhead was glistening with his cum. I had suspected something was different when I felt Brandon’s cock slide up my chute, and knew it was bare when I felt cum in my ass but it was still somewhat of a shock as I observed the damage and understood that I had taken a load for the first time. The shock quickly turned to lust. “I guess that’s why it felt so good, it was bareback.” “Yeah,” Brandon responded. “Feels good doesn’t it? Maybe you’d be a top more often if you were not dealing with tight numbing latex on your cock.” My rock hard dick was still drooling pre-cum into the puddle that was forming on my belly. I was obviously not turned off by the idea. Brandon grinned at me. “I’m the only one of us who hasn’t been fucked yet, but also the only one who has cum, so why don’t you try and fuck me? Bareback, of course. And see what it feels like. Put that big dick of yours to good use and you may find that you like topping when you can fuck bare. You can even cum in me.” Ben grinned with agreement. “And then Ben can fuck you and give you his load also.” I was still on my back on the couch and before I could say anything Brandon came over and lowered himself onto my dick, after slicking it up with some of the pre-cum from my belly and cum from my ass. The sensation of my cock sliding up his velvet soft juicy hole was incredible. I almost came on the spot. He started riding me like a champion and I realized how good fucking an ass was, as long as it was raw. It was almost too much for me and it was not long before I shot my first unprotected load deep in Brandon’s gut. Ben was watching all this with his dick in his hand, planning the next move. As Brandon slowly lifted himself off me Ben spoke. “Let’s take a break for a few minutes and then I’ll can fuck you and you can fuck me.” “Bareback?” I asked. “Yeah, of course. Just like I said.” was Brandon’s response. Ben got us each another beer and they told me about their “arrangement”. I wished that Aiden and I could get something like that worked out but I found it strange that after the attempt to use a condom for the first fuck, and which almost immediately broke. Neither Ben nor Brandon pursued their stated “only safe with strangers” rule. Oh well, they did say they had been tested and the result was negative, so it was probably OK. Certainly, I now understood the attraction of barebacking. By the time I had slugged the second beer I had lost all my inhibitions, and Ben had no trouble unapologetically sliding his raw dick into my hole. By the end of the evening I had dumped a load into each of them and they had each loaded me up twice. I totally understood what Brandon had said about raw fucking. Without a condom sliding my bare dick into a juicy cunt was magic. I was going to do a lot more fucking in future, it just was not going to be with Aiden and with a condom. We got together a few more times that week, and each time both of them loaded me up. I wasn’t complaining. Brandon even helped me set up a profile on their favorite bareback hookup site. My last words to them as they dropped me off at the hotel on the last evening was : “I’m not going to say anything to Aiden, but I’m going to start fucking around behind his back, and topping, and giving loads. All bareback of course.” They just grinned at me.

3. the fun continues... Reality came back in a shock. A finger was jabbed in my well lubed hole to send yet more tingling waves of pleasure through my body keeping my cock rock-hard. I feel him add two fingers that are now scissoring apart with his tongue now in between. “Ummmmmm sooooooooo good” I whimper despite the scratchy feeling which I guess is normal when being fingered like this for the first time, right? “Gonna stretch your hole beyond belief” a he scratches and digs further in my virgin hole. “Oh yessss” I hiss not really knowing what I’m letting myself in for, “Yes I want this!” “Good boy, good answer, you were going to get it whatever the answer was bro’” I could feel precum oozing out of my dick and I couldn't help but smile…bro, if only it was…And then nothing, no fingers and no tongue until I feel a warm bluntness of his dick-head pressing at my entrance. He took no time splitting me open rearranging my guts as he bottoms out in one go. “Fuck, fuck, fuck” I scream out loud as pain explodes throughout my fuck canal straight to my brain, he eases back to set the fire within my bowls off again and presses forwards once more. He groans as he slid himself in further, stretching my ass walls as they had ever been stretched before. “Yeah, Good boy, so tight, I’m enjoying this, God your ass is like a vice clamped around my dick” says the disemboweled voice from the other side of the wall as he picks up his rhythm, “Yes! Gonna make a man of you and wreck your hole” as a slap, slap, slap sound comes from his balls repeatedly smacking the wall and in no time at all he was pounding the shit out of me. So much so I was barely able to keep upright. I winced a bit in pain but kept taking his cock. “Yeah, take my dick, bro. You’re my little bitch, right?” “Fuck yeah,” I moaned. “Say it” “I’m your bitch.” “Louder, they can’t hear you outside!” “Oh yes! I’m your bitch! Fuck me, yeah fuck me HARDER!” He increased the intensity of his thrusts and I moaned louder as his dick rapidly pumped back and forth as sounds above alerted me to the skanky old guys leering over the top of the partition watching me lose my virginity below. Now he was the one letting out low guttural growls as he pounded me peppered every now and then with snarling dirty talk. “Fuckin’ dirty little freak,” he said, laughing. “Positively take IT.” Encouraged by the audience with a chorus of “Knock him up” , “Mark him with your cum” and “Hope it takes” all left me bewildered with what they were talking about. Out of nowhere, excruciating pain shot through my ass, as his cock popped through to another level within my guts and began pounding me harder and faster than ever before! I screamed in agony as he tore into me. The pain so intense that I was forgetting where I was. The only thing that existed was that giant cock brutally raping my hole and the pain I felt. Now he was screaming at me, shouting profanities as our flesh slapped together with wet, sloppy smacks. He had stamina like I didn’t think possible as he was able to pound long and hard until his breathing became ragged and I felt his dick swelling inside me. “Oh yeah, HERE IT FUCKIN’ COMES, BITCH! HERE IT FUCKIN’ COMES! Enormous jets of red-hot cum blasted out of his cock and as I closed my eyes I heard him groaning loudly as several more ropes of sperm spewed out of him. Finally, his breathing slowed, “That was so hot bro, something to remember me by for the rest of your life eh?, Buddy.” He pulled out but I was too exhausted to move only to be surprised as another cock pushed in, “Ummm sloppy seconds…..you are a right little slut, you're the fucking whore, aren't you? Chasing any cum loads, as many as you can get" as he too began to thrust in and out, after a few minutes he shoved as deep as he could and shouted "I'm gonna cum! Gonna be knocking you up good!” I felt his cock throb and throb as he spurted the second cum load ever in me, then is telling me “what a good boy I was”, and as he continued with tender little thrusts a sense of euphoria hit me knowing I did a good job taking their cocks and cum. I’d found my place in life as a bottom boy. I was spent. They were spent. I cleaned up with toilet paper and saw smears of blood in with the excess cum leaking from my hole and as I looked shocked at the red stain it was only then that I though, “What had I done?”

Jockstrap Party My boy and I have been having a lot of fun lately, very little of it safer fun. We hooked up with another couple a few weeks ago and had a blast playing raw. Jim and Dan are both a bit older than us, and both very vers. Jim has a sexy hairy chest and Dan is almost entirely hairless. Both of the guys fucked my boy raw and left big juicy loads in his ass. I was rawfucking Dan’s hairless hole at the same time as he bred my boy. They cradled my boy while I plowed their loads deeper into his hole before adding my own. We made a point to let the guys know we wanted to play together again. They invited us to a jockstrap party at a big warehouse bar on the outskirts of town. We went to work that morning, both me and my boy wearing sexy jockstraps under our slacks and dress shirts. The four of us met for a few courage drinks before heading to the warehouse. We stripped down to our jocks and shoes and checked our clothes before going into the main bar area. We had heard that things could get steamy there, and were more comfortable playing raw with friends than with strangers, so we tucked some single use lube packets into our socks and a few condoms. Dan said that might be a good idea as some of these guys were POZ and sometimes fucking happened at this kind of party. There must have been a hundred men there, some sweaty and rank, some squeaky clean. Jim and Dan knew a couple of the guys there and introduced us to some of their buddies. I assumed that they had all fucked around. They were nice, shook hands, groped crotches and butts, but were generally non-threatening. Jim went to the bar and brought back a stack of solo cups and a pitcher of beer. Dan pointed out a guy on the edge of their group named Sean. He told me he was a really hot top but to play safely with him… I assumed that meant he had some kind of bug or kink… Jim spilled some beer on my jock’s pouch while pouring me a cup. Of course, Sean made a bee line to me, knelt down and licked the beer, of course making my cock grow and stretch out the front of my jockstrap. Sean is pretty tall and beefy with a broad chest and massive nipples. He had on tall boots and a leather harness. He growled at me and smiled as he stood up thanking me for the free sip. As we stood drinking and chatting, Sean kept rubbing his crotch. I knew he must have had a big dick as his pouch kept filling more and more. Dan and Jim ran off to hang out with some friends on a private VIP roof deck, where I knew there would likely be some fucking action. We promised we’d head up soon. Sean leaned in and grasped me and my boy’s bare buttcheeks. He said into our ears, ‘Finally, I’ve got you guys alone!’ I laughed as we were hardly alone, there were at least fifty guys standing around. I knew he was flirting pretty heavily, but I figured we were safe in public. Plus, if we wanted to fool around, I remembered the condoms in my socks and thought how glad I was to have come prepared. I felt Sean’s hand getting closer to my crack, and I sort of whimpered, I guess. He grinned at me, then at my boy. He brought his hand to my boy’s mouth and inserted two fingers. My boy groaned and suckled them. This guy was clearly seducing both of us. Once his fingers were good and wet, Sean brought his hand back to my ass and started gently playing with my hole, sinking just his fingertips in, lubed with my boy’s spit. I must have thrown my head back, savoring the sensation of this stranger’s fingers teasing my hole, and closed my eyes. Before I could open them, Sean inserted his finger into my mouth. I sucked hard and he slipped two more fingers in all the way to his thumb. I thought I was going to puke, and gagged as he pulled his hand away. I knew it was going to go directly to my boy’s ass, and that I’d helped prepare my boy’s hole for whatever was about to happen. We stood face-to-face for a bit Sean he was really playing with our asses. He might have had two fingers in me a few knuckles deep. The way my boy was bucking, I knew he was deeper in his hole. My boy is much more of a bottom than me, and much looser, so it was all sort of going fine. Sean released his grasp on my ass and situated himself behind my boy, with my boy facing me. My boy was practically panting and shoved his tongue down my throat. He grasped my jaw with both hands and leaned into me. With his face in mine, I couldn’t see with my eyes what Sean was doing, so I let me hands wander. I put my hands around my boy’s slim waist and felt him grooving. He was driving his crotch into mine, but also his ass into Sean’s crotch. I slipped my hand into Sean’s jockstrap and felt a hefty drooling cock with a thick cold metal cockring at its base. My boy kept moaning as he felt that fabric-clad shaft grinding into his buttcrack. I pulled away from my boy. I tried to whisper into his ear that he was about to get fucked. With the booming music in the bar, I had to repeat myself, ‘If you don’t want to get fucked right here on the dancefloor, you should pull off!’ He might have misheard me and he just nodded. Then he shouted back into my year, ‘YES! Pull it out!’ I realized he thought I was asking if he wanted Sean’s raw dick as his hole. I chuckled knowing that he was hungry for to get fucked like a slut in the middle of the bar. My boy’s eyes pleaded, so I freed Sean’s dick from his jockstrap. I jerked his massive thick tool a few times smearing his precum all over his shaft. Sean kept grooving, but had contorted my boy so he was sort of squating with his ass stuck out for better access. I’m not naïve and my boy wasn’t acting like he wanted Sean to stop. I raised my ankle up and got out a condom and some lube from my sock. With my boy leaning against me for support, I tore open the condom wrapper and tried to lower it on to Sean’s throbbing cock head. He was shimmying around so I couldn’t quite land it. He lurched forward and the condom fell out of my hand and onto the floor. He lurched forward again a few times as I got another condom out and unwrapped. My boy was pushing back against Sean, groaning deeply, as I was busy trying to get a condom on Sean. When my hands were where I thought his dick was, I realized it was too late for a condom. Sean had slid his bare cock all the way into my boy’s ass. I told my boy, ‘He’s in you raw. Is that ok?’ My boy nodded and wrapped his arms around my head, kissing me hard. He clenched his eyes shut and let Sean use his ass. I felt someone tap my shoulder. It was Dan back from whatever mischief they’d gotten into upstairs. I leaned back so he could say something in my ear. ‘Good thing you brought those condoms. Sean usually only fucks raw… and he shoots toxic loads.’ He pointed to the wrapper on the floor. I just nodded, knowing that Sean was about to breed my boy. Sean started grunting and plowing my boy’s ass faster and harder. My poor boy nearly lost his balance. Dan helped support my boy as Sean moaned, spewing his toxic spunk into my boy’s ass. Sean pulled back, his cock falling out of my boy’s guts with a wet plop. Dan realized that he wasn’t wearing a condom and moaned as he dropped to his knees. He grabbed Sean’s cock and swallowed it all the way. Jim showed back up and saw my boy leaning on my and his boyfriend blowing Sean. I spread my boy’s cheeks and Jim saw how opened and wet it was. He shrugged and also knelt, tonguing the POZ seed off and out of my boy’s ass. There must have been ten guys in a tight circle around us. A few guys were jerking their cocks and one stepped up to me asking, ‘Your boy takes loads? Can I breed him next?’ I nodded and my boy opened his eyes grinning. He said to me, ‘It’s going to be a long night…’

Part 22 Rob woke up to the sound of banging. Standing at the front of the cage was a gym-built stud in a tank and sweat pants. “Wake up whore, time for your workout.” “My name is Tanner and I’m your new personal trainer.” Rob backed himself into the corner when he recognized Tanner as the uncut Top from the party that had made him eat his dick cheese and lick his sweaty body clean. “Out of the cage pig,” Tanner barked. As Rob slowly crawled out, Tanner grabbed him by the hair and pulled. He then put a leather collar around Rob’s neck and snapped on a leash. Tanner yanked on the leash and said “Follow me.” Rob shuffled behind Tanner as they made their way to the gym a few doors down from Rob’s “office”. The gym was fully equipped, although some of the standard equipment looked as though some modifications had been made. Tanner led Rob past a couple other guys who just snickered at him as he went by. “We’ll start with your upper body,” Tanner explained as they approached one of the machines. “Hop up on the seat.” Rob started to move then stopped as he saw the seat. Attached to the seat was a thick 8” butt plug. He looked at Tanner to question him and Tanner started laughing. “I suppose you want some lube pansy boy.” Tanner slicked the plug with some T-laced lube then guided Rob to sit. Rob tried to gradually lower himself on the plug when Tanner pushed him down hard by his shoulders. Rob let out a yelp. Tanner then rubbed his crotch in Rob’s face to stop him from complaining. The Tina in the lube started to relax him and he started to chew on Tanners sweatpants. “I see you are a hungry little bitch but there will be time for that later.” “Grab the bars and start some presses.” “Give me Ten!” Rob got a big surprise when he completed his first set of ten reps. Tanner grabbed a remote and pressed a button. The plug in Rob’s ass started vibrating and flexing. He let out a gasp at the feeling in his horny ass. After a minute or two the plug stopped and Tanner added more weight to the machine and ordered him to do another set. Again after the set, Rob’s ass was given a treat with the vibrating plug. For the next hour Rob was put through a series of exercises working each of his muscle groups. Each and every set was followed by the reward of the vibrating plug. Rob thought he was done after the leg lifts when Tanner helped him off the butt plug. He was wrong. “”You have a couple more areas to work,” Tanner said as he led him over to what looked like a modified squat machine. Rob’s wrists were tied to the hand holds and he was told to squat down. He repeated this a couple more times while Tanner figured out his limit on the amount of weight. Tanner then rolled over a table with a humongous dildo attached to hit. Rob knew what was coming next. As soon as Tanner released the catch the weight would push him down on the dildo. Rob was scared of the look of the dildo. It got thicker towards the base. It he let the weights push him all the way down he was sure he’d be split wide open. As he was psyching himself up for the exercise Tanner stepped up with something else in his hand. “Several guys have commented on how much they like your low hanging balls; so we thought it would be good to develop that a little more too.” Tanner then attached a parachute ball stretcher around the base of Rob’s ball sack and added some weights. While Rob was distracted by the pain in his balls, Tanner released the catch on the machine. The weight pushed Rob down quickly so that at least 6” of the dildo entered his ass before he regained control and lifted himself off of it. Tanner added more weight and released the catch. More of the dido entered Rob’s ass this time but he was able to lift himself off again. Tanner didn’t add any more weight but did make Rob do reps for 15 more minutes. On the last rep Rob could hardly lift himself up, so he was glad Tanner said the workout was over for the day and that he released him from the squat machine. Tanner removed the ball stretcher and handed Rob a pair of plain white briefs and told him to put them on. Although he would wear a jock to the gym, Rob just didn’t like to wear underwear, but he had to admit the support of the tighty whiteys was a comfort to his aching balls. Tanner clamped on the ankle shackles again and told Rob he had a special treat for him. When he pulled out a point, Rob’s eyes lit up. He could use a little boost right now. Rob knew the routine and held out his arm. Rob was getting more and more dependent on the meth. He dropped to his knees and released Tanners cock from his sweats and started sucking on it like his life depended on it. “You are getting better at cock sucking pig.” “You know what I like, get your tongue under that skin.” Tanner motioned over two of the other staff members who were working out. Soon Rob had three hard cocks in his face. He greedily went back and forth between each of them, often taking two at a time in his mouth. He tried for three but his jaws just wouldn’t open that far. It wasn’t long before each of the cocks fed Rob a big load of protein. “Nothing like a protein shake to help build muscle after a workout,” laughed Tanner. The other guys high-fived him and said they had to get to work. Tanner led Rob back to his room. Rob was still horny and his ass was begging to be filled. When they entered the room, Rob saw they weren’t alone. Inside the room were two skinny geeky looking twinks with black rimmed glasses dressed in cartoon character-shirts and jeans. There also was a cameraman. Both of the twinks were very pale as if they never went out in the sun. Tanner pushed Rob down on all fours and removed the leash and collar. Tanner pushed Rob’s ass with his foot and said, “Why don’t you crawl over there and give your visitors a proper welcome.” The two twinks had removed their t-shirts and jeans and were standing there in tighty whiteys and white socks. Each stood about 5’7” and both were very smooth. One had black hair and the other was a strawberry blonde. They appeared to be in their early twenties. There was another thing they seemed to have in common; each was sporting a huge bulge that their tight underwear barely contained. Rob was still flying and horny from his slam and quickly moved toward the twinks and began mouthing their cocks through the white briefs. He heard the unmistakable sound of the twinks inhaling poppers. When they were finished they handed him the little brown bottle. They waited patiently for him to finish but as soon as he handed the bottle back they each pushed his head into their crotches. Rob sucked and drooled so much on their crotches that their cocks were becoming visible though the wet white cotton material. It was then that they removed their briefs and released their cocks. The cocks were humongous. They were at least 10” long and fairly thick. They looked so disproportionate compared to their small thin frames. Rob started deep throating the big cocks, going back and forth between the two them. The twinksgrinned aer to aer and felt in control of the muscle stud servicing them. “That feels awesome jock boy,” the blonde moaned as Rob worked his cock. The other twink moved back to Rob’s ass and started rubbing Rob’s crack through the white briefs. The twink grabbed Rob's briefs and made a small rip in them over Rob's hungry hole. The twink then told his buddy to give Rob another hit of poppers. As Rob inhaled, the twink stuck his cock through the hole in Rob’s briefs and plunged it deep up Rob’s hole. He then began a hard deep assault on Rob’s surprised asshole. Rob let out a muffled moan as he was spit-roasted by the pair of nerds. Soon Rob felt the telltale signs of being loaded with seed. The twinks quickly changed places and the blonde began fucking Rob’s cum lubed hole through the tighty whiteys. The dark haired guy was hard again and urged his partner to hurry up because he wanted to fuck Rob’s ass another time. The blond took a little longer than his buddy but soon added his load to Rob’s ass as well. When the dark haired guy came around to the rear he grabbed Rob’s briefs and tore the hole larger to expose Rob’s entire ass. A couple of quick slaps to Rob’s ass later and he was driving his cock home. The blonde in the meantime was slapping Rob’s face with his flaccid cock. “Open your mouth and stick out your tongue jock boy,” he demanded. He then slapped Rob’s tongue with his slimy cock. This action caused the remnants of cum and ass juices to splash Rob’s face. Being as young as he was, the blonde quickly recovered from his fuck and was rock hard again and began skull fucking Rob. When the dark haired twink came the second time, the pair of twinks switched places. “You gave him two loads so I need to do the same,” the blond said as he pressed his long cock balls deep into Rob. He was slow and deliberate this time making sure that Rob felt every inch and that the camera man got some great slow motion shots of the monster cock fucking Rob's ass. He finished his second fuck and moved to push his partner out of the way so Rob could clean his cock. With that, the pair grabbed their white briefs from the floor. Instead of putting them on however, they shoved one pair in Rob’s mouth and placed the other over his head. The cameraman gave them a thumbs up and stopped filming. “Thanks guys, that’s a wrap.” The two redressed and left the room with the camera man. Rob thought he was done until he felt another cock pressing at his ass opening. “That scene was hot,” Tanner said. “I think I need a little relief before I put you back in your cage.” He reached over to secure the white briefs in Rob’s mouth with his hand and then fucked Rob doggy-style for 20 minutes. Afterward he pushed Rob into his cage and locked the door. The 5 loads up Rob’s ass started to dribble out onto his fleece pet bed. “Rest up cum slut, there is a party tonight for you to work.” “It’s jockstrap night; I’m not sure which station you’ll be at, but I’m sure Nick will make the decision based on the feedback he got from the last party.”

Matt and Josh – Breeding and Seeding Party Of course, I had started making plans for the party before I had gone to see Sam. Getting my official test results was just the final piece of the plan. When I had told Sam about the party he was amused, as he said Matt and Josh had already invited him to the “special party” that Saturday Afternoon, but had not filled in the details. Dean, the nurse from the clinic had immediately accepted the invitation, when I told him about the party. I promised him that he could be a cum dump for all of the hot poz guys who would be there. Ben had no idea what to expect, other than I told him that I’d been speaking to Matt and Josh that week and that they had invited us around for a barbeque and some hot tub time that Saturday. Of course Ben knew that with those guys hot tub time equated to hot fucking time! I’d also spoken to Zach and his husband Billy and they had arranged for the twins to join us as well. The arrangement was that everyone would be wearing some sort of gear, and they would all be there before Ben and I arrived. In line with the little illusion that I had been maintaining, we would all have “safe sex” until the big reveal. Ben seemed more excited than usual before a planned sexual encounter. I was perhaps because I told him that there would be some hot new guys to play with. Exactly on time we arrived and I rang the doorbell and waited. I hadn’t met Josh and Matt, but I had seen their pictures online. I was somewhat surprised when the door was opened by Brent, wearing a black latex wrestling singlet with yellow trim. It was totally opaque, hiding his biohazzard tattoo, as planned. Also true to his colors, when I leaned in to give him kiss I caught the faint odor of piss. I guessed there was going to be a repeat of the piss play from the party. I wondered how Ben would react, as he had never expressed any interest in watersports. Ben looked at me quizzically. “You know him?” I grinned back at him. “Oh, we’ve met before.” Ben just smiled, as he liked what he saw. Brad appeared wearing a similar singled to Brent, except that it was dark blue, also with yellow trim. Brad was obviously curious about the “husband” of mine that was going to be the guest of honor at the party, and I could see that just as Ben was hot for Brent, Brad was turned on by Ben. He moved forward and gave Ben a hug and a deep kiss on the lips. Ben looked at me with a look of confusion, as if he did not know what to do next. I knew why. His pissy odor was nowhere near as subtle as Brent’s and Ben didn’t know how to deal with it. As Brent and Brad turned around to go inside I glanced down at Bens crotch, and realized from his rapidly growing erection that is was not going to be a problem. Ben put his arms around Brad and followed him inside. We walked through to the play area. Everyone was already there, drinking beer. Josh and Matt were wearing neoprene backless boxer briefs, Sam was wearing a pale blue spandex wrestler singlet. Zach and Billy were dressed in matching leather harnesses and jocks. Dean was wearing a shorty wetsuit, with zippers that ran all the way down the front and up to the middle of his back. Obviously designed more for fetish purposes than for surfing. Jeremy was barely concealing his engorged massive cock in a tiny pair of white Japanese style speedos. Ben and I rapidly stripped off our clothing. Under my jeans and t-shirt I was wearing red cycling bib-shorts and Ben had on sky blue compression tights. The guys were obviously horned up and ready for action. Everyone except Ben knew that the primary goal of the day way was to breed and seed Dean with their toxic loads. Jeremy wasted no time. He got up and went over to Dean and started kissing him. Matt and Josh moved over as well. Matt zipped down the front of the wetsuit and dove in and started licking his salty, sweaty flesh, while Josh was nibbling his ears and slurping on his neck. Brad and Brent took a fancy to Ben and had sandwiched him between their two latex clad bodies. I could only imagine how strong the Baker boys fragrance must have been to Ben squeezed between them. Both Sam and I had gone down on our knees. I was eating out Billy’s ass and Sam was working on Zach. Billy’s ass was as well used as Zach’s, and he had obviously been recently fucked, as I could taste the cum mixed in with his ass juices. Out of the corner of my eye I could see that Brad who was standing behind Ben had pulled his engorged cock out of the fly of his latex suit and was rubbing it on Ben’s spandex covered ass. Brent whispered something in Ben’s ear and Ben grinned. The next thing I was aware of was the sound of splashing. Brad was pissing on Ben’s butt and a few seconds later a stream started running down Brent’s legs. He was pissing in his latex singlet. To my surprise a cascade started between Ben’s legs. He was pissing his tights. I had no idea that he was into that! It turned me on to the point that I immediately needed to fuck Billy. I pulled down the front of my bib shorts releasing my cock and I slid it straight into Billy’s needy hole. Sam pulled down the front of his swimsuit and slid into Zach. Dean had seen what Brad, Ben and Brent had done and started filling his wetsuit with his own hot piss. As it started to gush through the zippers, Matt and Josh pulled them open revealing his spraying cock and tight asshole. Josh pulled out his cock, spat on it and lined it up on Dean’s hole. Matt slicked up Dean’s piss wet dick with spit and backed onto it. Brad pulled down the back of Ben’s tights and was penetrating him, while Brent pulled down the front, releasing his rock hard cock and guided it to his hole. Within moments Josh was furiously fucking Dean who was fucking Matt, Brad was fucking Ben who was fucking Brent, I was fucking Billy and Sam was sandwiched between Zach and Jeremy. All of us with the exception of Ben knew that we were not going to cum until we penetrated Dean’s ass with out toxic cocks. Josh made no effort to slow down his orgasm and he was excited to the point that he came deep in Dean’s bowels within a minute or two. As he slid out of Dean’s ass he spoke. “Here’s an idea guys: As a soon as anyone cums, you all have to stop fucking and find a new ass to plow. And Dean here is ready for a new dick and his hole comes pre-lubed.” We all took turns fucking each other but made sure the we all dumped a load into Dean. The only one of us that didn’t was Ben, but Matt, Josh, Jeremy, Brad and Brent all made sure that they loaded him up as well. The rest of us, we spread our second loads of the afternoon at random once Dean and Ben had been loaded. Everyone had come more than once and we were all pretty much spent, Matt suggested that we get out of our gear and hop in the hot tub. That was the cue for the moment of truth. Matt, Josh, Jeremy, Brad and Brent stood in front of Ben and stripped, revealing their tattoos. Ben just stared at them in a trance, looking a their grinning faces and their tattoos. Josh spoke. “We had new blood work done recently. High viral load, totally toxic. We’ve been poz for quite a while, and finally decided to mark ourselves.” Ben looked horrified. “What the fuck did I just do? I let these poz guys cum in my ass!” I grinned at him. “It’s not what you just did…it is what you did when you first did it.” Ben looked at me mystified. I continued. “I got tested this week. You know it was not ordinary flu that you had a couple of months ago, and I had a few weeks later than you, don’t you?” he still seemed to not understand so I had to help him out. “Ben, you were having bareback sex with poz guys behind my back, and got pozzed.” Josh looked at him with a confused expression. There were some parts of the story that I didn’t share with the guys when I was arranging the party. Jesse spoke up “Dude, the first time we met you at Sam’s, you were so eager to take our bare cocks we assumed you knew we were poz. I thought you know the group of guys Sam regularly sleeps with….” His voice trailed away as he realized that he had probably said too much. Everyone just looked at each other awkwardly. After a few seconds I broke the silence. “When I saw how willing you were to bareback the first three times we had a threesome, and how you and Sam continued fucking after you knew the condom broke, I was curious. So I did some research on bareback hookup sites, looking at profiles.” I looked him directly in the eyes, and I could see he was close to tears. “Guess what; I found Sam, and he says does not know his status but is probably poz. And that he’ll get fucked by anyone irrespective of status. I also found Jim. Pretty much the same story. As for Matt and Josh, they have no problem stating in their profiles that they are poz. So it all fits together now. Sam probably fucked you bare the day you guys met up again and pozzed you and then you pozzed me a week or three later.” Ben burst into tears and I just laughed. “Too late for that now, Ben. I believe that you’ve taken loads from everyone in this room except Dean. And I am almost certain they are all poz. The only guy who is probably still neg is Dean, and he is here to be bred and converted. We had better make the most of it. It’s now your turn to take as many toxic loads as you can.” Sam looked at Ben. “Don’t feel too bad, those dirty little sluts Matt and Josh talked me into bareback fucking and taking loads from them and they probably pozzed me too.” Josh chimed in “Yeah. Why do you think you always got our loads and Sam’s when we fucked? We wanted to make sure. We love taking loads just as much as you but you needed them.” Ben had a further pang of remorse. “What about Dino and Steve, they thought we were neg?” I laughed again. “Well, just like us, Steve was goody two shoes while Dino was getting fucked raw every time he went out of town on a business trip. Dino said the neg foursome was Steve’s idea, and that since he had been having a lot of raw sex on the side and was not sure of his status he would understand if we just dropped the whole idea. I said it was ok, having figured out we were probably poz already after the fuck flu. After we fucked, Steve felt so guilty and they went and got tested. He was very upset to find out they were both poz, but I said I was cool with it.” Now it was Dean’s turn to speak up. “Ben, you haven’t fucked me yet. I’m neg and I’m here to take poz cum, so take control of your new freedom to load up my gut.” “ After Ben fucked him and gave him his final poz load of the day, Dean tested everyone in the room who did not already know their status. Unsurprisingly everyone was poz except for Dean, so we celebrated by another round of fucking and breeding and seeding.

Part 10 Dante When I heard Home Slice yell out, “Please fuck me. Knock me up. Get me pregnant. I want your DNA.” And seeing him cum right after I administered the largest slam me had ever taken from me, I couldn’t resist his needy hole and quickly started to fuck him like I never had fucked him before. The poz talk between us continued as he till load after load from me. I never imagined that he’d be so excepting of what I was really giving him, but once he realized the bond it would create between us me knew he had to accept my poz cum. We had to be fucking nearly 4 hours when there was a knock at the door. The party host was needing me up re-up the kid in the sling. His slam was begging to wear off and he was gong to be needing more as his conversion party continued. That also meant that Home Slice would need another slam. As I left I handed him a dildo, told him to keep himself occupied as I went off to tend to my business. Home Slice The slam Dante gave me was so strong it seemed to bring out the dark side of my brain. I began saying things I never could imagine I’d ever say. I knew HIV was something I should be scared of, but looking into Dante’s eyes and thinking about how this would behind us together forever I found myself wanting it, desiring it, needing it and knowing I was getting (probably already gotten it) from this dominating man. After fucking me for nearly 4 hours and the poz talk that we shared seller to make the sex so much better. I don’t know how many loads he gave me, but with each one he proclaimed, “There’s another dirty load to poz your neg ass.” We were disturbed by a knock at the door. Dante was needed to slam up the kid in the sling again. He handed me a dildo, told me to keep myself occupied as I waited for him you return at which the I was to be slammed again. I was able to watch the activity going on at the main party as the kid in the sling was getting gang banged. Got me thinking what it would be like to be in the sling in his place. Suddenly the door opened and two guys entered our private room. I quickly told them, “It’s not a good idea for you guys you be in here. I’d leave if I were you.” Before I knew it they were on top of me telling me, “No bottom boy can tell then what to do” as one grabbed my head shoving his cock down my throat and the other guy ripped the dildo from my ass replacing it with his cock. I was being raped buy these two just hoping Dante would be back soon. Dante I gave the kid a refresher on his slam to which he said thank you then asked when I was gong to fuck him. I had to disappoint him letting him know that my poz cum was intended for the one person I needed to poz, Home Slice. I walked back into the room to find 2 white boys raping Home Slice. I quickly grabbed my gun from my bag and put it against the unlucky fucker inside my boy's ass and yelled, “WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU 2 IDIOTS DOING TO MY BOY?” The one raping his throat pulled out quick and tried to make a quick exit when he was stopped by our host who was close by when I entered the room. He could tell by my actions when I opened the door something was wrong that he followed me inside. I was ready to kill both of them, and if it wasn’t for where we were, they would’ve be dead. But I had a better plan for them and I knew my friend wouldn’t object. He quickly had them thrown out of the party as I had two of my crew ready to follow them after they left with specific instructions. I checked on home side making sure he wasn’t hurt as he quickly grabbed me for security. Luckily he wasn’t badly injured and with a little tender care and another slam, we ready, able and wanting more from me. I promised him, “Don’t you worry, those two will be sorry they ever touched you.” He asked me, “Are you going to have them killed?” I told him, “No, but when I’m done with them, they’ll wish they were dead.” Nothing more was said as I slammed him, then myself and we fucked.

Thank you for the love for this story with plenty more to cum... 4. The reveal That shock paled into insignificance when I opened the toilet door only to find my brother Ben laughing, with another guy about his age at the hand basin, talking about the dumbfuck they had just Pozzed. “Ben!” I screamed, “was that you…..?” I couldn’t finish what I was saying as a tsunami of emotions hit me. “Fuck! Liam what the fuck are you doing here, in there, Oh shit, fuck, fuck, fuck. Bro I’m sooooooooo sorry I never…..” He too couldn’t speak, red faced and too angry to get the words out. Ben turned to his mate, “Dan you better go. Liam you have to come home with me…we have to have a talk.” We didn’t say a word to one another on the walk to his car and “Get in” was all that was said before we got to his house. My brother quickly ushered me indoors and sat me down in one of two black leather settees, “Beer?” he asked I simply nodded yes. While he was in the kitchen I scanned the room, white, bright and minimalistic with everything in its place, the total opposite of when he was at home. “Here drink this, you’ll need it.” And before I could finish one sip the front door opens and in walks the man I know to be Olly. “Hi Love, home early for once" then scanning the room looking for Ben says, "…Oh Liam….I didn’t expect you to be here too! Sorry I didn’t mean it the way that sounded! Oh shit, let me start again…Good to see you and welcome to our home.” “Well done loverboy you managed to insult my brother and ‘out’ us all in one go!” snapped Ben to Olly. “I’m sorry. Ben what’s up? It looks to me like something is seriously wrong by the looks on your faces, d’ya want me to leave so you two can talk about it?” “No, I think you had better stay and hear this.” Then turning to me confessed, “Just in case you hadn’t got it, Olly is my boyfriend, my partner, so yes I am gay just like you. I love Olly….” And then smirking says, “I’m a size queen, so maybe soon you’ll see why I love him so.” Then Ben proceeds to tell Olly about our toilet adventures with Dan. I was surprised that Olly wasn’t angry but appeared to be turned on by the huge lump that was showing in the front of his suit trousers. “Other than keeping it in the family…the problem is?” a smiling nonplussed Olly asks. “We’re all Poz and unmedicated but it was Liam’s first time.” Ben spelt out. “Wow! You took your own brother’s cherry you lucky bastard” replied Olly totally missing the point. Ben’s protective feelings for me broke out once again as he dropped into the seat next to me, gave me a hug and said, “You OK with this?” I didn’t know what I thought, it was all too much; getting fucked for the first time, getting fucked by my own brother, not only that but by someone I had for years fantasized and wanked off over, finding out he is gay too, finding out he has a boyfriend, finding out they are both HIV positive all as I sit here with two Poz loads soaking in my ripped-up guts. It was too much and I snuggled into his chest and burst into tears, sobbing loudly. “Hey, hey, we’re here to support you.” Olly said reaching over to rub my shoulders, “We can get you to the medical centre for some emergency Prep to stop your exposure to HIV if you decide that’s what you want to do, we didn’t, but it’s up to you, your choice.” Truth be told I didn’t know what I wanted, my red eyes smarted but I pulled myself together and asked about their life, how they got Pozzed and how they live with it. I also was intrigued as if they were together why Ben was in a toilet with this Dan chap. I sat enthralled by their tale of how Ben got infected, gave it to Olly when they got together and Dan was a mate of theirs who was chasing the bug to get it and move on so he can enjoy fucking whom he wants, when he wants. I took it all in. “Is it wrong that that’s what I want too?” after hearing all about this made my cock throb, swell and leak a huge wet spot in my trousers…it didn’t go unnoticed. “Looks like your little brother likes the idea of being knocked-up, see his cock has made his mind up for him” as a big shit eating grin spreads across Olly’s face, “Am I right, or am I right?” “You got me, yeah I think that’s what I want, but only if you help me through it.” I said lightly punching him on the arm. A collective “Yes!” erupted from both Ben and Olly as they caressed and cuddled me as for the first time I literally felt brotherly love.

A married buddy and I have had a couple threeways the last two weekends. He (married bud) is an amazing kisser, and he's talked about bottoming for me (safely) sometime...he loves it when I eat his ass...but usually he'll come over and we'll lay on my bed with our phones out looking for someone to come suck us off or bottom for us. Last weekend (8 days ago), married bud had a middle eastern guy (let's call him H) from campus that he had met before come over to join us. I had seen H on Grindr before, but either didn't talk to him or he didn't respond to me. Well, he walked in and looked incredibly hot...very fit with nice furry pecs and a great ass. He started moving from cock to cock with his mouth and eventually up to our mouths. He was VERY intense...lots of pulling our bodies into each other, sucking on tongues/lips, etc...including giving me a couple little hickeys before we were done. The three of us played around for quite awhile...easily 1.5-2 hours, and I could tell married bud was getting antsy to get going, so I went down on him until he gave me a load. Married bud got out of bed, cleaned up, and headed out. H hadn't made any move to get dressed or anything...came into the bathroom and watched me pee (turns out he would've taken it on him, but that's for a future visit), and then we started grinding into each other again right there in the bathroom, all the while him telling me how sexy he thought I was (was nice to hear!). We moved back to the bedroom and he wanted to learn more about me...turns out we're both grad students in neighboring buildings on campus, but he was leaving the next day to go home for the summer. We tried to fuck (condom), but it just wasn't working very well between his tight hole and my cock not liking the condom. Another half hour or so later, he left...after we exchanged numbers and agreed to meet up regularly in the fall when school is back in session. This past weekend (yesterday), married bud had been messaging me on Grindr and was implying that he was horny and wanted to have some fun again. After looking around all afternoon, I think he was at the point of just wanting to come over and jack off to porn or let me suck him off again. As luck would have it, I managed to hit up a 22yo from campus who was interested in coming over to get tag teamed. Let's call him U for undergrad. I briefly explained that I was on PrEP and was open to bare or safe, but that married bud would be safe only, and U kept asking more questions about PrEP...to the point where I thought he might be getting freaked out enough to not come. But, he did. He was visibly nervous, but once he got on the bed and started sucking us, he became more uninhibited. U wasn't the best sucker by any means, and married bud was fairly quick to get behind him, take the buttplug out that U had arrived with, get a condom on, and start fucking U (married bud was very short on time at this point). U was asking us to be rough with his nipples, ass, and balls...so married bud was slapping his ass while he fucked and I was twisting his nips while he sucked me. Married bud came in his condom, and went to the bathroom to clean up, and U asked me to slip on a condom and take my turn. I was concerned about the condom ruining my hardon, but managed to get it on and slip inside him. Gave him the hardest fuck I could, married guy came back to the bedroom and was checking his phone while I finished unloading into the condom. While I was in the bathroom getting rid of the condom and wiping off lube, married bud said goodbye and showed himself out. U was still naked on the bed (I've been surprised at the last couple younger guys I've met not running off right away like most guys). We chatted about PrEP some more, he admitted he was "90% straight" and got the itch to suck and get fucked by guys every once in awhile (like every 6 months). After some more chatting, he asked if I had another fuck in me...to which I replied, "if you suck me hard again, sure." He sucked me hard, then squeezed out some lube on my dick and slid down on it raw and rode me for awhile...asking me again to be rough with his nips. I don't do well with being ridden, so I told him to get on his back and gave him another pounding for awhile until I shot a load in his raw hole this time. After I pulled out, he put his buttplug back in (hot!). We moved into a situation where I was biting his nipples and pretty much slapping/punching his nuts for a few minutes and then he blew his load...said he had been denying himself for a week or so, so it was nice and thick on his abs. Chatted for a bit more before he left. Have no idea whether I'll see him again or not, given that this was his "6-month itch". Tomorrow night, I may have a buddy that I haven't seen in awhile coming to spend the evening (and maybe overnight) with me before he goes to see family on Wednesday in a nearby town. Told him I'd save up a couple loads for him.

After making a big stockpile of Tina for Mr.Jackson we are to make run to this college town that a good friend of his is a dealer and runs an escort business in. It's a 500-mile drive of boring countryside till we come to this town and we are in heaven look at all these hot looking meat, but like most of, these guys are looking for women. We find Sam place and he has a beautiful home here and every floor has a different theme. The basement is set up like a dungeon, the main floor is like a social area that is very ornately decorated with pictures of hot looking men on the walls, the top floor has small rooms with beds in them for sex with one big room for gangbangs. Sam also runs the local Gay dance club as most all are under 21 so selling liquor would not work so it is a juice bar where Gay males have a place to get together and meet. Sam also is the biggest drug dealer in town and has recently started selling Tina as many are asking for it now. Sam has an emergency as one of his escort boys just got rob and the shit kick out of him. Sam is pissed off as this is the fourth time this to happen and it's always the same guy. He used different phones and always ask for young looking boys and Sam only hires boys over 18 but he has a few who look many years younger but are not experienced enough on how to handle this guy. My brother says he has an Idea and makes a call home to ask Mr.Jackson if we can stay here a while and help Sam with a problem he has here, he says no problem. My brother tells me the plan and Sam says you 2 are very sick fucks but loves it. After a few days, the phone operator knows his voice very well and sends a picture of me of me and gives my stats 5ft. 1 100 lbs fem twink who is a bottom but safe sex only to him with a picture of me. He wants to meet me at a dance club about 10 miles away that Sam says is a rough place to go to but my brother likes it. As he always uses a different name and place to meet Sam escorts in, he will be wearing a red shirt with black pants and Sam fills me in how he works that he likes to fuck you then after he does he like to start to punch you till you are black and blue file calling you a sissy faggot. We tell Sam both of us are POZ and not on meds and if that is a problem he says he is ok as John has really hurt a few of his boys. My brother is going to back me up so I stay safe and before we leave I take my P.A. nipple rings guiche nose ring and stud on my tongue off so I look as young as I can. We get to the place and I go in alone and this place sells liquor under the counter and I see John right away and walk over to him, John is about 6ft1 180 lbs and has a hardon that is showing through his pants. The first words out of him you look like jailbait and I say in this country and many other I am. I see my brother walk in and go to the bar and orders a drink while John want to get me on the dance floor and on the dance floor he has his hands all over me down by my ass slipping his finger up and down my crack telling me how much he wants to fuck me and that he only plays safe and I say that is nice to know. After both of us building a good sweat on the dance floor, I tell John I need a drink and so does he needs one. After our order of drinks, I tell John I have to pee and does he want to come, so I lead John by the hand and once in the bathroom I'm on my knees pulling out his cock and sucking it and John say, boy, you are really a horny little fucker and can't wait till I get you home, so before he cums he pulls away zips up and heads back to the bar for our drinks and in one gulp he finishes his drink and says lets go back to his place and lets gets serious. What John does not know is that while in the bathroom my beautiful spike John drinks with a heavy dose of GHB and in about 30 minutes John will be a bowl of jelly. As we walk into John home the effects of the GHB are taking their effects as I see my brother pull up in the truck with the rest of the toys we will be using on John later tonight. About 5 minutes John is on the floor of his home and I call my brother in and I call Sam that we have him, Sam says two words HAVE FUN. I go into John bedroom and go through his things and find pictures of the boys John has beaten up and some other things and put them is a bag. My brother is setting up the cameras and video recorders to film what we are going to do to John. As John is still passed out we put a dog shock collar on him and put a few temporary POZ tattoos on him but soon that will change. I take a nice big piece of high-grade Tina and shove up John hole which is tight as this rapist has never been fuck before. John starts to come around from the GHB and ask what that burning up his ass I tell him its a booty bump and soon we are going to slam you, John says he does not do drugs as my brother hits the shock collar and says to john either you say you do drugs or I will keep hitting this button on the shock collar till you do. After the third shock, John says he is willing to be slammed later he was injecting himself with Miss Tina. John was going to be our bitch and I was going to be the first so I put my P.A. back on and told John to such my dick or it's the shock collar again and while all this is going on this is being filmed and broadcasted back to Sam and his boys. When you say tight hole John hole was tight as my brother gave him poppers he was still screaming as I fuck him as hard as I could as I had a 6-week load in me to give him and so does my brother. My P.A. did its job as John was clean off my dick he asks where did the blood come from I said your hole he then said I"M BEING FUCK RAW and I said not only but by 2 POZ boys as my brother was jackhammering his hole. I grab John face and said you will soon be carrying our blood in you for the rest of your worthless life, this is payback from all the boys you fuck over and beat up and did not pay the escorts you hired. For the next 24 hours, my brother was taking turns fucking him and making sure our toxic seed was in his bloodstream and his hole was well wrecked after fisting him and leaving him with a blood slam just to make sure. Sam told us a month later John has a serious case of the fuck flu and Sam was using John as one of his boys just for raw cumdump only or as a piss boy. Sam will not put him on meds and has him locked in chastity and all his body hair removed and is thinking of putting John on hormones to do a full conversion. Let me know what you think and if you want more.

2. Thanks for the positive feedback guys, here's part two for you to enjoy My eyes were drawn as he peeled back more of his foreskin to full reveal the mushroom head, “Suck it” I was instructed from the other side and instinctively I stuck my tongue out, he moaned lightly as my tongue grabbed the little bead of precum, my lips wrapped around his dick-head, and my mind went into sensory overload. The taste; both the salty sweet taste of his precum, “Ummmm delicious….” I unconsciously murmur. I licked up and down his shaft, eager to trace every vein and fold of his foreskin and fat precum leaking mushroom head. One thing I had not learnt so far is how to orally deal with a big thick cock, but damn I was hungry to learn...his cock felt warm and heavy in my mouth, but it was tasty and perfect and I felt elated especially as for a newbie like me. I was able to move my head back and forth getting more and more in without gagging, but drool and slobber was running out of my mouth as I battled to take as much cock as I could down my throat. “That’s enough, pull off and turn around” he instructs. “Why have I done something wrong?” I worriedly ask. “No mate you keep doing whatever you're doing I shoot and I don’t want to cum just yet and certainly not waste it down your throat! Now do as I say, turn around and push your arse up tight to the gloryhole, dummy..." Whilst I’m saying, “I’ve never been fucked before….” I’m doing as told and for some reason just wanting this connection, wanting this cock and his cum. As soon as my butt was pushed up against the partition wall he tenderly gave my cheeks a few kisses before parting them as best he could and suddenly the heavens parted with them as his tongue hit my hole. I felt a jolt of electricity hit my body and course through my body like never before scoring a direct hit to my cock and balls which jumped and spat out a huge gob of precum. “Holy fuck, holy, holy shit, fuck holy fuck shit fuck damn.” The man had very strong rim skills, he poked and prodded, licked and sucked, kissed and ate, spreading my ass cheeks wider, eager to get in deeper. Ravenous, he treated my ass like a starving man’s buffet, eager to make sure he got every taste of me as I felt his sexual appetite rise to fucking insane levels. I felt his warm breath on me, in me, as he took a small break to breathe. He dived back in with renewed energy, digging deeper, harder, faster, stronger with every flick of his tongue! I couldn't feel where my hole ended and his tongue began, I was enjoying every single moment of it. My hole sent every wave of pleasure straight to my dick, and my right hand was immediately magnetized to it, while my left arm had to brace myself against the opposite partition wall as I knew my body would give in without support. It only took a few strokes and I was shooting cum all over the wall and floor. Fuck! It was like I had drenched everything with a gallon of my cum. My mind went blank.

Most of this story is true. Part 1. Losing my real virginity to Skinhead in London It was two days after my 18th birthday. I was out with some friends in London celebrating We'd been clubbing, met a few people and ended up back in basement bar of a hotel. The hotel it turned out was notorious for it's gay clientele. Which made mad sense - the people we met were cool - two gay gays, a very femme camp twink, and couple of fag hags who were now getting friendly with my two mates. Now I think back I realise I was supposed to be the prize for the gay guys or the twink to play with. I'd always been skinny. And with ginger hair and pale skin I must have looked delicious to these older gay guys. I was wearing a tight white t-shirt, skinny blue jeans and boots. I knew I was a bit camp and played up to it. But at the time I was straight. I'd had a couple of girlfriends, but only had sex twice. The first time was with a big girl at a party, I got hard but didnt know what to do. She knew what she wanted. She removed her knickers, parked her huge arse on me, straddled her big thighs over me and rode me until she had an orgasm. She then got off and left me there. The next time was with my new girlfriend. We'd done it once, but she had to grab my cock and put it in her. I pretended to cum. She told me she liked my cock, although it was the smallest one she'd fucked she said. I am about six inches and nice and straight. But even though it was small it was very good looking she thought - like the Johnny Depp of cocks - small but perfectly formed. She laughed and said my small balls and ginger pubes made my cock look cute. However even though I had nice tight balls I'd always produce a lot of cum! Thinking back I loved porn, and wanked a lot even to straight porn. But I always fantasised I was the slut on my knees getting a face full of cum or sucking cock. I love the idea of cocks up my arse, but I never had anything up there - i tried with a finger but it always hurt. But I'd play with my arse hole opening, rubbing a finger over my pink hole and pushing as much as I dared. I'd dream of being a slut on all fours when I wanked. I'd create rape fantasies of being forced and used, taken against my will and degraded. I'd cum in my hand or on the floor and hungrily lick it all up. I even used to be able to put my cock over my mouth and cum on pretty pink lips. As I mentioned, I'd cum a lot so spraying my mouth and face with huge spurts of cum was easy. Anyway, back to the hotel. Time was passing and everyone was getting pretty drunk. Most people in the hotel bar had left. I'd drunk a lot of beer and the ecstasy was wearing off. I staggered down the hallway, down some stairs and into the mens toilet. It was a big white tiled old fashioned toilet. Very bright and very white I remember. Six stalls facing some sinks and a big steal urinal at one end. I headed down and went for a piss - leaning with one hand against the wall for support. I took a big long piss and was thinking how fucked I felt and I should probably head off. I was supposed to see my girlfriend tomorrow. Just then someone came and stood next to me. He got his cock out and started pissing. He was standing very close, right next to me. I could smell him. Aftershave and sweat and leather. Even though I'd never had any experience before somehow I knew this man was gay. I glanced down and over and caught a glimpse of his cock. My heart started beating faster and my mouth went dry. Quickly I buttoned up and walked to the sinks. For some reason I then turned around and looked back - i just stood there. I was looking at the man pissing. He was taller than me - i was only around 5'8. He was easily six foot. Dressed like a skin head. Shaved head. Ripped jeans. Leather jacket on, boots, chains, the lot. His arms were covered in cool tatoos. Then he turned, took two steps away from the urinal and just stood there with his cock out. I couldnt believe it. I'd never seen anything like. This big white cock. So thick and so manly. With a prince albert on the end - a big silver ring piercing the head. Instinct took over and I walked towards him, got on my knees and took my first cock in my mouth. It was amazing. The taste, the feel, the heat of the flesh. So much bigger and more powerful than mine. I greedily sucked and tasted his meat. I was consumed with lust, finally I knew my place, I felt so at home on my knees with a cock in my mouth. I was transformed from a straight boy into the cock sucker I wanted to be. The cock was enough and I sucked in his balls and licked around his crotch tasting his body. I realised he was shaved which I liked, how did I know I liked that? I'd never even thought of it before and here I was deciding i liked shaved balls. I heard something behind which woke me from my delirious cock sucking. I looked around, I didnt see anyone but realised I was exposed. If someone saw me they'd know what I was. I was still straight and no one could find out. I dragged the skin head man into a stall and closed the door. I went to continue my cocksucking, but instead he kissed me. Harder and rougher than I'd ever been kissed. Forcing his tongue in my mouth and tasting me. I went weak at the knees - I was breathless and had never felt this turned on before even though I wasnt even thinking about my cock. He roughly pulled down my jeans and grabbed my cock and balls hard and twisted them. "You like that slut?" he said, "Yes sir, thankyou sir" I moaned. Where did that come from? I'd never called anyone sir before. He spun me around and pulled my cute white arse cheeks apart. I moaned and pushed back offering myself to him. It felt so natural. He ran a finder up my crack and I shivered in excitement. He tried to push a finger in, but I clamped shut. "Please no" I said "I'm a virgin, I'm too tight and it hurts". He didnt say anything, instead he knelt down. Then I felt it. His tongue on my arse. Oh my god that was incredible - like nothing else. The licking and the probing of his tongue. I began pushing back and moaning like a bitch on heat. I'd never felt anything like it and it was perfect. I was having the best sex of my life and I hadnt even touched my cock. I started moaning like the sluts in pornos "I'm a whore, lick my cunt hole, eat my pussy, use me like a whore... fuck my cunt like a bitch. Fuck my virgin cunt hole and make me your bitch". I was really going to town on the moaning, I was transformed from a straight boy into a drooling faggot. The skin head stood up and put one arm around my waste and the other around my neck. "You dont have a cunt" he said "you've got an arse hole and I'm about to fuck it. Do you want that? Do you want me to fuck you? Do you want me to breed you?". I couldn't believe that my dream was about to come true. "Yes, please, fuck me. Fuck my arse". Even though I didn't know what it meant I begged him to breed me. It sounded slutty and I liked being a slut. It made my arse seem more like a cunt, and a cunt could be used to get a girl pregnant and I liked being more like a slutty girl. After all you cant breed an 18 year boy can you? He positioned his cock head against my hole. I moaned.. then I paused "Not with out a condom" I said and pulled away. I was suddenly awakened to my situation and how long I'd been down there. I'd better get back to my friends I thought. "I want you to come in my mouth" I said and tried to suck his cock again thinking I could get my reward quickly and rejoin my friends. No one would be any the wiser. "No, thats not what you want or need." said the skin head "I know what you want, but I guess tonights not your lucky night". With that he unlocked the toilet door and headed back upstairs. I washed my face and hands and sheepishly. I figured I'd head back upstairs and rejoin my friends, maybe pretend like it never happened. I looked at myself in the mirror. I was still feeling high and drunk. Even more now I thought. Normally I'd have sobered up a bit by now, but I was feeling even more drunk and things seemed blurry. Time to get a cab. I staggered out of the mens room and into the hall. To be continued.

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.

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 was 20 years old and new in town. I had moved to the city to go to college and also to get away from my conservative parents. There were lots of guys on the team to fantasize about. I had never had gay sex, or even known another gay guy so I had no way of knowing who on the team, if any were gay. I certainly was not uninformed about gay sex, thanks to the joys of the internet. I even had a small collection of dildos that I would play with while imagining all sorts of hot sexual encounters. Luckily my parents never found them or I would have had some explaining to do. Many of the guys on the team seemed to delight in seeing who could wear the smallest swim suit. They made all sorts of excuses about how the tighter the suit the faster they could swim but I did not care. I just loved looking at their bulging crotches and if the suit was so small that it showed butt crack so much the better! Team suits were fire engine red or white, depending on the event. I loved them both but most of all the white suits which were pretty see through when wet. I loved the way the guys’ ass cracks showed through the lycra when wet, and also the way he could catch a hint of their dicks through the front of the suits. The lining in the front was not really that effective at hiding things! One of my lucky days was when one of the guys on the team left his swimsuit in the shower after practice. I hung around for a while to see if anyone claimed it and no-one did. It was a well-worn tight white suit and I slipped into his gym bag. When I got to my room I could not wait to try it on and jerk off while fantasizing about whichever hunk’s suit it was. It fitted me like a second skin. I was wearing this suit the day this story began. During my three months on the swim team I had recognized some of the guys as my favorites. Three in particular were especially hot. Firstly Robbie, Robbie was a stunning blue eyed dark haired stud with a body like a Greek god. He had a really nice ass and he filled out the front of his suit with an ample bulge. Then there were the Baker twins, Brad and Brent. Tall, well built, blond and brown eyed, and just as capable of filling out a speedo as Robbie. I would make sure that he got out of the pool before they did. Then I would make sure that I was somewhere on the side of the pool where I had a good look at their crotches when they exited the water. I loved the way the spandex clung to their dick and balls as they emerged from the water. One thing that fascinated me to the point that they caught him staring a few times: Their red speedos seemed to show more than the other guy’s suits. I could swear that he could see the shadow of their dicks through the soaked fabric. To the point that I knew by now that Robbie was cut and the Bakers were uncut. I finished my laps and as usual and left the pool before the other guys. I watched as the Bakers and Robbie got out of the pool. Today all three caught me staring at their crotches. The stood talking for a while and then slowly started moving toward the locker room. I took off ahead of them. I went and sat down in the center of the three toilet stalls and left the door open a crack. I was so turned on by the sight of their bulging suits that I had the idea to lurk in the stall while they showered and changed and then jerk off once they had left. I heard someone enter the stall alongside me. I could see his bare feet under the partition. The guy muttered…”Damn, all that water coach makes us drink…I gotta piss real bad” I recognized the voice. It was Robbie. Before I could wonder why Robbie was pissing in a stall and not at the urinal he heard splashing water hit the floor. I could not believe it. Robbie was pissing on the floor. Surprisingly it was not a strong thin stream - I could see a shower of droplets falling and wetting Robbie’s feet and the floor. I sat stunned for a few seconds. Just long enough for Robbie to leave the stall and throw open the door of the one that I was sitting in. “Yeah Cocksucker. I’ve seen you looking at my dick” Robbie said. “Since you seem to like looking at it so much why don’t you take a closer look” Robbie said as he stepped closer and pulled down the front of his suit exposing his stiffening dick. Robbie was well endowed, at least seven inches, with a thick veiny shaft and a big fat mushroom head. “Suck my dick” he said as he moved closer and thrust his dick in my face. I needed no encouragement. This is what I had dreamed of for years. A thick perfectly shaped cock to suck attached to a gorgeous man. I opened my mouth and slid my lips over Robbie’s dick and attempted to take in as much as possible. As I had never sucked dick before I had no idea what to expect. Certainly I did not expect was the strong salty taste and the smell of urine emanating from Robbie’s pubes. Robbie was looking at me intently, as if he expected some comment from me. I suspected that he had simply pissed in his speedo in the stall alongside, to get his crotch nice and raunchy before confronting me. Whatever I thought about Robbie’s pissy crotch, it did not put me off for long and Iwas soon sucking cock enthusiastically. It was quite obvious to Robbie that he was not very good at it. (yet). “You’ve never sucked dick before, have you?” I answered with a muffled affirmative but continued sucking. “Well, blow me down. And I thought you were an experienced cock sucker the way you keep looking at my dick. Wait; let me show you how it’s done”. Robbie gently pushed away my head and pushed me back so that I was leaning back with my back against the toilet tank. Robbie then went down on his knees and started sucking on my already stiff cock through my swimsuit. He put his mouth over my dick head and then started to massage it with his lips while slobbering it with all the saliva he could muster. As soon as everything was nice and wet he started to move down the shaft to the base. He moved down towards my balls while he pulled down the waistband releasing my engorged organ. Putting his hand around the wet shaft, he started moving it up and down slowly, while still sucking on my balls through the cloth. Then it was show-time. He took my dickhead in his mouth and started working my head and piss slit with his tongue while slowly moving his hand up and down in a rotary motion on the spit slick shaft. He could hear my breathing getting heavy so he backed off a bit and removed his hand and swallowed my dick all the way to its base. I grunted with pleasure. “Oh Fuck, Dude. I’ve never felt anything like that before. You call me a cocksucker and you are obviously an expert cocksucker. I guess you are not straight after all”. Robbie pulled back from my dick to speak. “Hell No, dude. No way. I like dick and ass too much. I love to suck dick and have mine sucked. Girls don’t like to suck dick like guys do. And I like to fuck ass; Much juicier than pussy. And I love to have a big fat cock up my ass. Girls can’t do that.” I just grinned. It was a fantasy come true. Robbie continued “and Girls don’t like to lick guys butt holes either. Gay guys do. And guy butt hole tastes much better than fishy pussy. While you’ve been eyeballing my crotch I’ve been looking at your ass. That worn out speedo is mostly see-through when wet. Stand up and turn around and let me see. I did as he was told. I stood with my legs apart leaned over the toilet bowl and put my hands on the tank. Robbie was treated to the sight two hot globes of firm ass encased in taut spandex with the dark shadow of my ass crack between. “Not really see through anymore. I need to have a better look” Robbie said as he pulled down the back of my swimsuit. There staring him in the face was my virgin asshole. It did not take him a moment to bury his face in the crack and start slurping. Suddenly I was aware that we were being watched. I heard a sound in one of the stalls alongside. Someone climbed up onto the toilet seat. Brent stuck his head over the stall partition “Whatcha two homos doin’?” he said over the top of the stall partition. “Mind if we join in?” said Brad over the other partition. “There is not enough space in the stall for all of us so join us outside.” I pulled up my suit and followed Robbie into the locker room. There Brent and Brad were waiting for us with shit-eating grins and big wet pre-cum patches on their red speedos. Brad spoke first “We’ve been watching you two guys for a few minutes. We want in on the action! But we need to be careful. Someone could walk in at any moment. Keep your speedos on and we can take turns watching the door. All except you! You get to be the center of the fun. It’s your special day. Did I hear someone say virgin?” He started moving towards the door” I’ll keep a lookout first.” “I need to taste some more of that hot ass” Robbie said. He motioned me over to the wall next to the washbasins. I was a quick learner and he knew what to do. I pulled down my speedo to expose my ass and dick, bent over and put my hands on the wall. Brent went down on his knees between my legs and started sucking my cock. I relaxed my ass to allow Robbie’s tongue to probe deeper into my hungry hole. Robbie’s hot breath in my ass crack along with his expert tongue was really turning me on. “Yeah Robbie. That feels too good, your wet tongue in my hole. The only thing that’s ever been there before are my big rubber dildos.” All Robbie could respond with was a muffled “mmmmmm” but a few seconds later he withdrew his face from my butt. “We need to do something about that” he said as he stood up and moved closer. He rubbed his swollen dick head against my hole and ass crack and pressed his crotch against my butt. Robbie’s dick was drooling copious amounts of pre-cum in anticipation. Robbie moved back a step and slowly worked a finger into my ass. He pushed his finger in about an inch, then withdrew it and sucked it, getting it well wet with saliva. He did this several times until his finger was as deep as it would go. Then he repeated it for two and then three fingers in turn. I felt Robbie’s fingers leave my ass to be replaced by his huge pre-cum slick dickhead pressing gently against my spit lubed hole, trying to find its way in. “Uh…dude…What about a condom?” I said with some concern in my voice. “Nah! You’ve had rubber up your butt before, all those toys. You need real meat now. Plus it’s easier raw the first time. Rubbers don’t slide as easily as dick. They can be really uncomfortable for a tight hole” I heard a muffled agreement from Brent who was still deep-throating my dick. “I’ll use a condom if you really want, but trust me, it’s much better bareback. I’d love to fuck you bare but I’ll use a condom if you insist. But I really hate condoms.” He winked at Brad while he said this so I wondered if he would be true to his word. Robbie leaned over and reached into his bag which was lying close by. He pulled out a bottle of lube and some condoms from a side pocket. He squirted some lube onto his swollen cockhead and then some more into the rubber. He rolled it on slowly. I was watching in fevered anticipation. Robbie squirted some lube onto his hand and lubed up the condom and then slowly inserted first one then two and finally three slick fingers in my hole. All the while Brent was sucking on my dick and balls. Robbie pressed his rubber sheathed dick against my anus and started to push it in. He pressed harder but his dick head was a little too big. “Relax dude. Just relax your ass like you were farting. Or better still, like you were taking a dump”. I relaxed and Robbie pushed again and slowly his big head started to enter my hole. I let out a gasp of pain as I felt it slowly enter my ass. “Slowly Robbie, I’ve never been fucked before. In fact I’ve never had any sex before”. Robbie stopped for a moment. “I’ll let you get used to my dick for a moment before I push all the way in. Just shout if it is too sore”. Robbie pushed further in and I felt his dick slide up my anal canal. It hurt a lot more than I expected. Robbie sensed my discomfort and withdrew until just the head was inside and then pushed in again. “I’m telling you, it would feel much better raw.” Suddenly Robbie’s dickhead passed the inner sphincter and it was inside my rectum. “Oh yeah, that feels good” we both said simultaneously. I continued. “I’ve always dreamed of your hot dick up my ass but this is even better than I imagined. I can feel every inch of your dick inside my gut. I feel so full with your meat”. Robbie was ecstatic. “Oh man! What a tight ass! You sure you’ve had dildos up there? Must be the tightest ass I’ve fucked in ages. It even feels good with a rubber on”. Robbie waited a few seconds and then slowly started fucking me with long deep strokes, enjoying my virgin ass. I could feel the fat dickhead sliding in and out of my rectum and anal passage. It was more uncomfortable than I imagined it would be and I was grunting with discomfort as the sliding latex covered cockhead tugged at my anal walls. By now Brent had withdrawn his head from my dick and was kissing me full on the mouth so that I could not see what Robbie was doing. Robbie asked me “You want me use some more lube?” and I grunted agreement. He pulled out slowly, slid off the condom and surreptitiously threw it under the bench. He squirted another load of lube onto his dick and slowly eased it back into my tight ass. “Oh yeah” Robbie moaned, “that feels so much better” as he felt his raw dick slide up my ass. “What a tight ass, so soft and wet!” I could sense something had changed for the better and I suspected that he was condom-less but it felt so good that I decided to say nothing. “Oh yeah dude. That feels so good, much better than before. Your dick is sliding up and down much easier.” “That’s because I took the condom off. You’ve got my bare meat in your hole; just until you are used to being fucked. I’ll pull out before I cum or put on another condom.” Brent was watching the anal action from a few inches away. He moved back between my legs and started licking his balls while jacking his own dick with his spare hand. Robbie started breathing hard…”Oh yeah. Virgin man-pussy. Ready for my hot stud load?. Yeah!” Brent started licking Robbie’s balls each time he thrust all the way into me. Brent was now sitting flat on the floor with his head buried between us. He was licking Robbie’s slick shaft as it emerged from my stretched anus tasting all of my ass-slime. That was enough to put Robbie over the edge. “Ugh..Ahhh Yeah. I’m cumming. I’ll pull out.” As he thrust deep into my gut I felt his dick swell and pulse as he squirted five or six times deep in my rectum and then pulled out and covered my hole and back with another few loads of hot cum. Robbie thrust forward again, but this time into Brent’s hungry mouth. Brent licked him clean. Robbie pulled back and pulled up his Speedo. “I’m not finished yet. Our little virgin needs to fuck me before we go. My hole needs some fresh meat in it. Let me take over from Brad in watching the door for now.” I was still standing bent over with my hands against the wall. Brent moved around to behind me staying on his knees the whole time. He looked at my hole. “Mmmm. Nice fucked hole. Kinda slimy. I’ll need to clean that up before I put my dick in there” My hole was much more relaxed than it was a few minutes before and my ass crack was streaked with dribbles of lube, cum and butt slime. Brent dived in and stuck his tongue into my hole and licked off the ass juices and cum leaving it wet and glistening with spit. He stood up. “Now it’s my turn. Pity you are not a virgin any longer.” Brent pulled back his foreskin exposing his purple head covered with copious amounts of pre-cum. “I gotta pull my ‘skin back. I don’t want anything between my dick head and your tight ass. I wanna feel where Robbie was fucking as my dick slides in your hole.” I wanna feel your hot slimy ass walls tight around my dick”. Brent was obviously not intending to use a condom. I was going to say something but Brent spoke first. “I want to feel your ass with my bare dick for a few minutes. Then I’ll put on a condom and fuck you some more and cum in it. Usually Brad and Robbie and I fuck around bareback, but for you I’ll make an exception.” Brent guided his dick to my hole and slowly pushed it in. Brent was much bigger than Robbie, a full nine inches long and proportionately fat, but with a dickhead only a little wider than the shaft. He pushed all the way in until his pubes were hard against my ass and then slowly withdrew until just the head was inside. “Oh man, I love fucking a tight ass, with my bare dick sliding in your hot slick hole.” He looked down at his dick. It was glistening with the juices that Robbie had pumped up there. He slowly fucked for a few moments and it felt really good but just as I was starting to get used to it he pulled out with a plop. “Lie down on you back on the bench. I want to see your face while I fuck you. I’ll put a condom on as well”. Then Brad can also have a better view. I did as I was told and lay down with my legs open and my ass over the edge of the bench. Brent made a good show of rolling the condom over his dick and then slowly pushed his dick into my ass for the second time. He only fucked me for a few strokes before I realized that it was really uncomfortable. “Stop...that hurts. Take off the condom and fuck me without it. But promise to pull out in time!” I did not really want him to pull out as I had enjoyed the sensation of Robbie unloading in me. Robbie may have thought that by pulling out and squirting a few drops on my back I would have thought that he did not cum up my ass, but I knew he had Brent did as he was told and … I thought it felt even better than Robbie’s dick. Maybe it was because the shaft was thicker, perhaps because it was longer, or perhaps because my hole was more used to having a fat fleshy dick up it. It probably helped that it was lubed with some of Robbie’s cum as well. While Brent slowly fucked my ass, Brad climbed onto the bench and on his hands and knees straddled my face. As he thrust his dick into my hungry mouth I noticed he had a small tattoo on his crotch, but I could not make out what it was. I immediately started sucking with gusto. I was surprised and somewhat disappointed that Brad’s dick tasted and smelled of nothing more than pool chlorine - none of the salty pissy funk of Robbie’s crotch. It really excited me to have the Baker boys fill my ass and mouth at the same time. It did not take Brent long to cum. “I’m getting close, you want me to pull out?” I could not speak as my mouth was filled with Brad’s cock. “Oh Yeah. Slimy hole. Cum slimy hole. Gonna give you some jizz. Get your hole really lubed up for my brother. Ahhh..Ahhhhhhh Aaaah” he shouted as he shot his load deep into my ass. I felt his fat dick spasm and pump squirt after squirt of sticky cum into my rectum. I had never felt anything as good before and could feel every twitch of Brent’s nine inch cock and each squirt of scalding hot cum as it hit my gut. Brent paused a moment and then slowly withdrew from my butt with a plop. He stopped for a moment to catch his breath. “Your turn little brother” he said to Brad. “I’ll watch the door for now. But clean me up first” Brad needed no encouragement. He put his hungry lips around Brent’s dick and sucked off all the sex juices. Obviously Brent and Brad loved the taste of cum and ass juice as much as they loved fucking butt. While I lay back on the bench Brad went between my legs. My anus was now relaxed to the point that Brad was easily able to stick his tongue up as far as it would go and taste the mix of Robbie and Brent’s cum and my ass juice. Once he had licked off all the cum and juice he stood up and slid his huge uncut dick into my gaping cum lubed hole. It felt really good to be filled again by one of the Baker boys. Brad’s dick was the same size as Brent’s but it had a slight curve in it. I relished the fact that each of their dicks felt different in my hole. I was now in such ecstasy that I did not even think about Brad wearing a condom. Brad fucked me deep and slow and now that my rectum was used to the sensation and size of a dick sliding in and out it felt better than anything I could imagine. I was incredibly turned on by the squelching and slurping sounds of the fucking. They did not need spit to lube me now. My rectum was well stretched by having had three fat cocks sliding up and down within its virgin walls and two loads of cum deposited deep into it. Robbie stood on the other side of the bench, and offered up his dick to my hungry mouth. I noticed that he also had a small tattoo on his crotch, but again I was unable to make out what it was before he buried is cock in my mouth. At first I was reluctant to suck Robbie’s dick, as it had been up my ass only a few minutes earlier. To my surprise it tasted good. The ass juices and cum did not taste as bad as I had feared: Slightly salty, sweet and funky all at the same time. I felt really dirty and turned on smelling and tasting my own ass on Robbie’s dick. I was just getting really used to having both mouth and ass filled by fat hard cocks when Brad surprised me by withdrawing. Robbie also pulled his cock out of my mouth. Brad motioned Robbie towards the urinals and he went and stood there slightly bent over with his legs apart and his hands against the wall between two of the urinals. Brad spoke to me. “Fuck Robbie now. Then I want to cum in your hole while you are fucking Robbie” I pulled my dick out of the leg opening of my swimsuit and pulled down the back of Robbie’s speedo. With my other hand I grabbed a condom and tore the packet open with my teeth. I unrolled it onto my dick and then squirted lube onto my hand and worked it onto my sheathed cock. The other guys looked at me with surprise but said nothing. I did not know why I was doing it: after all I had already had three raw dicks up my ass and was about to get a second full load. Due to the closeness of the urinals I was very aware of the smell of stale dried piss. I wondered for a moment why Brad suggested that Robbie stand there. I reached around and collected some of the slime and cum from my ass crack. I added it to the lube on my dick and then I pressed my cock head against Robbie’s hole. I slowly pushed my way in, feeling the tightness of his sphincter and then the velvety passage until my head entered Robbie’s hot rectum and slid all the way in. “You in dude?” Brad asked “Fuck him slowly a few times and then it’s my turn in your ass again.” I was surprised at how easily my dick had entered his ass. After pushing all the way in I withdrew slowly until only the head of my dick was in Robbie’s passage. I started fucking with long slow strokes and could not decide if I preferred fucking, or getting fucked. Both felt so good! Robbie interrupted my thoughts. “Your dick feels good in my ass, but I really want to get fucked bareback.” I thought about it for a moment and realized that I was the virgin, and I was the one with the condom! I slid out of Robbie’s ass, slipped off the condom and plunged back in. Instantly I knew why guys bareback. I could not believe how slick and soft Robbie’s chute felt. Robbie uttered a “Yeah” and Brad “Fuck yeah, that’s the way dude” as pressed his dick against my sloppy hole. Brad pushed his way in easily. And now I knew the answer to my question: This was definitely the best of both worlds. My dick was up Robbie’s hungry hole while Brad’s huge dick filled my gut from behind. Brad and Robbie basically stood still while I moved, alternatively filling Robbie’s hole and getting my hole filled by Brad. I was so turned on that I came rapidly. Brad felt my sphincter start to tighten and so he thrust deep into me and we came simultaneously. Our pleasure was interrupted by Brent. “Quick guys, pull up your speedos. Coach is coming.” Brent pulled out of me and I withdrew from Robbie and we all rapidly pulled up our speedos. I had the problem of getting my still very hard dick back through the leg opening. I looked down at my speedo with horror. It was filthy. I grabbed my shorts that were lying on the bench close by and managed to get them on only seconds before the coach appeared around the door. “Hey you lot.” He barked. “Time to get out of here. You are always the last guys to leave the pool and leave the locker room. I need to close the pool.” With that he left the room. We quickly finished dressing, grabbed our bags and walked out. We stood outside for a few minutes talking. The guys all wanted to know more about me and what I thought of my experiences of the evening. Robbie also let out a little secret. “I know it was the first time you fucked someone tonight so you didn’t know what it feels like. But it does not always feel like it did tonight because it was not the first time I was fucked tonight! My ass does not always feel so slick. I am sure it felt real good. Brent and Brad fucked me just before swim practice and I was swimming around with two loads up my butt.” Then Brad chipped in “It was no chance that Brent and I caught you and Robbie. We three have been checking you out for a while and making plans to fuck you and decided to make our move tonight. You obviously enjoyed it as much as we did.” Brent had noticed the state of my swimsuit and told me. “Dude, you are never going to get that suit clean again. You need to save it to wear when you are around us in private. So you may as well cut out the front lining. Then we can really see your goods. We cut out the lining of most of our suits. That is why you can see more. And we know you have been watching us and enjoying what you saw.” I really looked forward to the idea of hanging around with them and hopefully fucking again. One thing still puzzled me though, and that was the tattoos I had seen on Robbie and Brad’s crotches so I asked them. “Guys I noticed that Brad and Robbie have tattoos. I could not make them out but they looked the same. What are they?” Brent looked at me with a wicked grin. “Oh, that? We are all members of an exclusive club. I’ve also got one. Want to see it?” He slowly pulled down the front of his sweatpants and then his speedo revealing the little black bio-hazzard tattoo burned into his crotch.

So hot!

So with the demise of cl things have been very slow for me I have posted on a few other sites but never get the replies like cl.. Out of the blue i get a email from a guy who i was talking to on cl months before it went down. He asked if i was ready for what we talked about. Honestly could not remember him or the conversation. Lol, so we chatted some more. He sent a few pics.. i was horny a fuck, no cock in months.. about me. 47, big guy. Not really fat just big. 6'3 250# shaved cock balls and ass. Normal everyday blue collar working dude. So to jump to the day of the breeding.. it was all set up he said. Him and his buddy were ready. They gave me a room number at a hotel and told me to go there the door would be unlocked. I did as i was told.. when i get there and go in there is a note on the bed. It says to shower and then get on the bed face down and dont look up. So i shower and do as told. I soon hear the door open. I am almost shaking, my stomach is in knots, and i am more then a little nervous. I warm hand on my ass tells me someone is close. A deep voice asks if i am ready to be breed like never before. In a shaky voice says yes.. i hear a double knock on the door. A towel is layed over my head and i am totally blind. I am told to roll over and stand up. Dont look someone says. I get a peak just before a blindfold is wrapped around my head. There are at least 5 guys in the room and to my surprise. Woman.. just do as instructed and u will have fun i was told.. i am turned around and pushed head down on the bed. I hand covers my hand and a woman tells me i can only talk to her. She asks if i am ready. Yes i say. My ass is spread open and a warm mouth sucks my ass his tongue pushing inside. She asks if i like.. i moan yea.. i minuets of that then i feel a cock.. sliding around my ass . He finds my hole i eases in.. its a small cock. He grabs my hips and pushes in and fucks me. Within a minute i feel him twitch and grunt and feel his warm seed in me. He pulls out. I think he got dressed and leave. I hear the door open and close. Dont worry baby. There is a lot more for you she says.. she is not kidding. In the next 20 minutes i am fucked 5 more times, nothing to huge but cock all the same.. same routine. In me fuck, cum and leave. Is he ready i hear a voice. Yes she says. Hes ready. This might hurt she says.. she takes my hand and i feel a cock. Its huge.. you ready he says. More of a statement then a question. I feel the head of his cock on my used hole. He pushes inside. Omg i am in heaven in he pushed. Out in more. He is pushing my insides out of the way on and out more and more, when i think i can'to take anymore i feel his balls finally. It hurt, its deep in me. Its awesome. She is rubbing my back. He is full length pulling in and out. He is fucking me hard enough to almost lift me off the bed. He fucks me for what seems like a hour but really is 10 minutes or so . He is really driving in deep when he grabs my hips and pulls as he drives in,, he is tense and throbbing.. i feel my insides get hot. He pulls out and then fucks his seed back into me for a moment.. and then its over.. or so i think. I collapse on the bed. I can hear them talking. The door opens and closes. I feel someone get on the bed. Its her. Keep your eyes closed she says as she removes the blind fold. On your back she says.

nice start, keep going

Was horny as fuck Saturday AM, this trucker hit me up on GROWLr said he was coming through kcmo and wanted to fuck. Was into hairy bear (that’s me). We chatted. I sent him ass Picts and then agreeed I would meet him and fuck in his sleeper truck. Got cleaned up and went to meet. My heart was racing. I had never done anything like this. Parked in front of his truck and climbed in the passenger side. He was sexy as fuck. Nice 9.5 thick cock. I stripped, sucked him for a bit while he fingered my hole and then I got on all fours and he proceeded to use my hole for his pleasure. Thank god I had poppers. He fucked me for a good 20 min and then I could hear his breathing pick up and I knew I was I’m for a huge load. He grabbed my hips and had one last thrust and bred my ass good.

Now that we are back home working our ass off making Mr. Jackson high-grade meth he is showing a new product he now has a source of getting its called Caverject he says its way better than viagra as it keeps your dick hard for hours. Mr.Jackson has a friend who loves to get wreck on Tina but his dick goes soft. Mandingo loves to fuck and has an 11 thick tool and loves to fuck fast and hard and make boys scream so Mr.Jackson gives him a call and tell him about this new product. Mandingo is over and wants to see what this is about, Mr.Jackson says you take the Caverject syringe and inject into the base of your dick. He does this with much doubt as he looks at me and my brother and says that if this shit works he gets to fuck us till it wears off which he thinks he says he does not think it will work as Mr.Jackson says it will. Afte he injects his dick and it was already from looking at my brother and me he ties off his arm and gives himself a good heavy slam, as his eyes go bug-eyed and he gets breath back from some mighty hard coughing he grabs me throws me down on the bed and just shoves his dick in me with no warm up but I'm a well-used rubber hole so Mandingo dick goes in and starts to pile drive me as fast and as hard as he can and he still does not believe he will stay hard very long. I can feel him ready to explode his 2-week toxic load into to me and Its one of the best feeling there is when you give someone the pleasure of your hole. I feel him slip as he drags his P.A. over my cum filled hole as he looks down and Mandingo dick is still rock hard and says to my brother you are next. At least my brother will be getting a cum cover dick put into his hole. My brother is smiling as Mandingo pile drives his hole while I get under my brother to work on his dick and get any od Mandingo cum coming out from my brother hole. When Mandingo cums a second time I'm ready for the drippings and to get my mouth on Mandingo dick for a little cleanup. After 4 hours Mandingo is still rock hard and is so exhausted he can barely move so while he is on his back with that beautiful dick standing straight in the air I hop on top and start to fuck my self on it while my brother slam me, I think I was on that dick fucking my self for a good 1/2 hour then it was my brother turn to get slammed. Right before Mandingo left he was begging Mr.Jackson how much can he get as Mr.Jackson gave Mandingo a few free samples and just help spread the word about Caverject. Mr.Jackson has us making a run to Mr. Smoth place to deliver some Tina and Caverject as Mandingo did spread not only his toxic seeds but how hard he can keep his dick even after a heavy slam. My brother asks Mr.Smith how is the cleanup is boy doing and he takes over to him and we see he is no longer in chastity, I ask why did you take him out and Mr.Smith say he kept finding ways to play with him seld so he till the boy to lift up his dick and shows us what Mr.Smith did, he has his balls removed so instead of him being cleanup boy he is know LIMP DICK.

Part 14; 'This is your Uncle Keith'. I leaned in and kissed Matt on the lips, tweaking a nipple. He giggled. 'A pleasure to meet you boy'. 'Your Beard and Moustache tickled. Hello Uncle Keith. I really enjoyed earlier'. He gave me a big beautiful smile. I smiled back, winking. I clocked Seth giving Matt a longing look of lust. 'Jim, the Tina for both of you?' 'Nah, just Matt, I want to keep total control'. 'You fancy a Lager?' 'No. I want to keep total control. I've been drinking Coke. Another one of those would be lovely'. 'I'll be back in a moment. Cum with me to the kitchen Seth'. In the kitchen were several Men, just hanging around, drinking and chatting. Some of them I had never met before. Syphilis Rob was there. 'Rob, have you met Seth. Seth, this is Rob' ... I suddenly had a very dark twisted thought; 'The 3 of us, and Tom too should all blood slam Jim's sweet boy Matt'. 'Jim would NEVER allow that to happen' ... Said Rob. Then I said; 'If he loves control so much, he should not have come here tonight. Guys, wait there, I'll be right back'. I shot upstairs like a whippet, got various needed bits from the play room and my bedroom, flew downstairs, threw everything into the laundry basket in the downstairs bathroom, and closed the lid ... Pandora's Box! 'Want to go into the bathroom Jim. Got Tina ready for your boy. I'll just go and get your coke'. I went back into the kitchen, poured a large coke for Jim, then from the fridge got a bottle of liquid Ketamine, and added a generous dose. Seth & Rob were watching on. I said; 'He wants control, that is what he is getting. But it is me that is in charge. Wait there guys'. Again, they patiently waited, whilst acquainting themselves with one another. The downstairs bathroom was locked. I banged... 'It's Keith. Open up For Fuck Sake'. Jim opened up. I walked in, and he immediately locked the door again. 'Here is your Coke mate. I'll get all the Tina stuff ready for your little Matt'. Jim ordered Matt to kneel on the floor whilst he sat on the little 2 seater couch I have in the downstairs bathroom. He seemed to be thirsty as he guzzled most of his 'special cola' in one go. I opened Pandora's Box, got a tourniquet and put it on the sexy sweet Seville boy. We both smiled at each other. Like Daddy & Son. We had this strange strong magnetic force pulling us together. I felt a connection with him that I didn't with the twink upstairs. I got him to hold his arm out straight, looking for a vein. He had big juicy veins. 'Keith, I feel dizzy mate'. 'Drink the rest of your coke Jim, that will make you feel better'. He did as I said. I could tell he wasn't even capable of putting the glass on the side table now, so I did it for him. He suddenly went all loose, immediately losing his grip of the leash attached to his boys collar. Well, 'MY' boy Now! Jim now had a vacant detached glaze. Still on his knees I walked sweet sexy Matt to a wall sideways to the couch. Once again I looked for a vein. Quick sharp scratch. In goes the magic T. I unlocked the door, opened it, and left it wide open. I fetched Tom from the living room who now seemed to have perked up from his tired spell, telling him to take a seat next to Jim in the bathroom. I fetched Rob & Seth from the kitchen. The 4 of us now in the bathroom. Not including Jim, he was on another planet!

Second part so we took a cab, both quite drunk and extremaly hot and horny. The driver was a nice arab dude in his late 40, but handsome, at least I thought so cause of all i had drunk;) we were sitting back bit I could swear that he was looking at us in his mirror. So this is why i put my hand in my husbands trousers looking for his hole. It was still full of cum of the guys from the darkroom. I love this sensation of my finger fucking his sloopy hole. Could see an interest in the arab dude, so I just opened my zipper and told my husband to suck my cock. He was like : wtf? But i told him to trust me. So he started to suck my cock and soon he could see that the driver was watching us:) now he knew what I was up to. When we arrived, we paid our bill and after leaving the car, i just asked if he wanted to join us. He said yes, but he already needed to make one more drive, he had accepted before picking us up and that he needed like 30 minutes to join us. I said ok, no problem, we'll wait for u. He left amd i walked into our home just to find my husband on all 4 waiting for an arab cock, he had not heard our conversation and he was disappointed. While I was preparing some more drinks for us, i heard that beautiful sound of grindr message;) i knew that my husband couldn't wait 30 min to get some cock. In 5 minutes there was a guy heading up our home. When he came they started directly. My husband sucking his cock. He was a young guy, maybe 25 yo and really handsome. Turned out my husband told him that bare was the only option, so in 3 minutes the guy was pounding him like there was no tomorrow. I was really horny, so decided to fuck this guy, he was really upto this idea and gave me his hole with pleasure. After a while someone knocked the door and we knew it was our new arab friend. Went to the door to open, and imagine... me, standing naked, with my cock rock hard, the door wide open, and there was the arab dude, and another guy...

1. Aiden I first saw Jay on a Friday night, early October. I was out at a club, standing by the side of the dance floor, watching the endless parade of bright young things. Tonight, it seemed a little more college boys, a little less desperate twenty-something actors. I didn't really care that much about the crowd. It was a mixed night, and I was already too busy defending myself against horny drunk girls, much less trying to separate the gay boys from the straight men. But first, I should probably back up and introduce myself. I'm Aiden. I'm fifty years old, and I've been in that other industry since I was twenty. We never call it anything other than "The Industry," if we even call it anything at all. Activists might call it "sex work" in an effort to give it legitimacy or make it seem more glamorous than it really is. But there is nothing glamorous about the life of a boy selling his body. In order to survive, you must become someone not quite human. You must become a creature who just enacts the core human emotions like empathy, love, and care. You can't survive with real emotions. I was one of the lucky ones. I grew up and graduated. I'm no longer one of the boys. I'm a pimp, and now I get to own the boys. It's not an accident that we call it owning; it's about as close to slavery as it gets these days. It sounds cruel, but I believe it is better this way. It's easier on the boys in the long run if they understand that they are possessions, things to be bought and sold, passed around and shared. The entire process is easier for a bottom, of course. They already understand that they are just vessels for another man's pleasure. Yeah, I said man there. It's a straight boy's fantasy to be paid by women for sex. It. Does. Not. Happen. For men, the Industry is only about man on man, and the sooner a so-called straight boy figures that out, the better for him. In the Industry, we call that process "breaking a boy." The best of us pimps can do it in our sleep. Once you get the hang of it, it's easy, and for me, it came naturally. Of course, it's never easy for the boy. It is always a struggle for a boy to accept his position in the Industry. Back to the night at hand. I had a vodka and cranberry in my hand; I had been nursing it slowly enough that the ice had melted, leaving it weak and watery. I was waiting for the boys to start to approach me. It might take a second or third drink, but they always did. They might claim to be straight, but it didn't matter. Straight boys don't approach fifty year old men in a club. Only gay boys do, and those are only the ones with serious daddy issues. Jay approached me right as I was thinking about ditching my drink and getting another one. The first thing I noticed was his glasses. It was unusual to see a guy out at the club with glasses, much less the striking blue frames he had on. The second thing I noticed was that he was holding a drink. I wondered how he had gotten the drink; he barely looked old enough to fuck, much less to be able to get a drink. No doubt he had a fake ID. Before I got him naked, I'd have to see his real ID. "Hi," he said. "Hi," I replied. I smiled, letting him see my teeth. "Having a good night?" "Yeah," he said. "First time here. It's great." "Cool. I'm Aiden," I said. "Jay," he replied. He held out his hand, and I shook it. His skin was soft and warm. He had an easy life and hadn't gained the rough skin and calluses of manual labor. "You here alone? Or are you with friends?" "I was here with friends. But I seem to have lost them." He looked around again, in a feeble effort to find them amidst the crowd. "I was talking to a girl, and I guess they moved on." I tried not to laugh. He may have been talking to a girl, but that wasn't what he really needed. "Cool. What happened to her? She still around?" "Somewhere," he said, looking around the club again. He focused on the dance floor, and pointed someone out. "There she is. The Asian chick." I followed his finger the best I could. There was a cute Asian girl; dressed in a way that screamed money. I looked Jay over again. She wasn't completely out of his league. At about 6'1", he was a few inches taller than me and his tight graphic t-shirt showed off his muscular body well. But, even from the few words we had exchanged, I could tell he was still young, naive and unfamiliar with talking to girls. "She's cute," I said. "You like Asian girls?" "I dunno," he said. "It all depends on the girl." "What do you like?" "Oh. You know. A little shorter than me. Not too big. Not really a breast man." Or, I thought, he likes his girls boyish. It was already clear that he liked his men to be daddies. "I need another drink," I said. "You want one?" "Yeah, that would be great." "This way," I said. He followed me to the bar. "How long have you been in LA?" I asked as we got in line. "A little over a month," he said. "I'm a freshman at USC." I wasn't surprised. He had the good looks of someone who had spent his entire life never worrying about money. He anticipated my next question. "I grew up outside of Denver." He also had the rugged build of someone for whom the outdoors was easy to get to. "What about you?" "Been here for too long," I said. "Moved here when I was eighteen. Grew up in rural Missouri." I didn't want to give too many details. It was my job to know everything about his life; it was just as important that I remain an enigma to Jay. "What do you do?" "I work in the industry." He didn't need to know which industry it was; I knew he would assume it was the entertainment industry. That was not too far from the truth. "Oh cool. I want to be a producer." "A lot of my good friends do that." Despite changes in social mores, Hollywood was still surprisingly old-fashioned. At least once a week, a producer would call me needing a "new friend" for some celebrity needing some play time without the tabloids finding out. Or they wanted something more reliable than what they could find themselves. The line was moving quicker than I expected. It wasn't long before we were nearly there. "What are you drinking?" I asked. "Are you even old enough to be drinking?" "Well. My ID says I am. And it's a vodka and soda." "Good answer," I said. "For both." I'd really have to see his ID before anything happened. I didn't worry about alcohol. No one would prosecute for just giving an under-age kid a drink. But sex, well, that was a totally different story. "Two Grey Goose and soda." "Nice," Jay said. "Been drinking well tonight." This was almost like shooting fish in a barrel. I would show him a little bit of the good life, and get him used to it. "I'm here on a scholarship," he continued. He had pulled it off well. But then I looked him over again. The subtle flaws that I had missed when I had first examined him were obvious now that I knew to look for them. The shirt, although fashionable, had the awkward drape I associated with a knock-off. His glasses were the same: the color wasn't perfect, and there were some hard edges to the design that I associated with a cheap chain store. Call it Lenscrafters chic. The barrel just got smaller, and the fish bigger. It would be easier than I expected. I handed him his drink. "Cheers," I said. He didn't flinch from my gaze as we clinked glasses. "To success," I said, not specifying what success constituted. I was already running through a list of old friends of mine who would want to have first crack at the young man's ass. "Success," he replied. He was smiling; I wondered what success meant for him tonight. In the end, it didn't really matter what he wanted. So much of what I was going to do with him was going to be about teaching him what he wanted. Yeah, there would always be that initial spark of desire from him; he had shown it in spades. But there was a lot I was going to get to teach him, and in turn, mold it into a core part of not just his sexuality, but also his own identity. We took a sip of our drink, and scanned the crowd. It was a busy night, and on the dance floor, beautiful members of both sexes were out having a good time. As the night wore on, more of the boys were shirtless. Not only that, more of them no longer cared who they were grinding against. It could have been a girl, it could have been a boy. "Fun night," Jay continued. I nodded in agreement. My pocket buzzed. The vibration was just enough to set off my dick. I had been keeping my thoughts high and abstract. But the sudden stimulation jerked me back to the present, and I wondered what his green eyes would look like, staring up at me as his lips were wrapped around my cock. "One second," I said, and pulled out my phone. "Crystal ParTy tonight," it began. It was from my friend ****, who was just as his messages. "One am. Intercontinental, Rm 1902. Bring yourself. Bring a good boy. Bring a friend." "Looking forward. I've got both." I texted back. "$ounds good. eVeryThing covered here." My dick throbbed again. Jay was going to get quite the introduction tonight. I turned to the young man, even if it meant looking up at him. "Friend is having a party. Wanna come with me?" "Where?" he asked, but even in the dim light, his pupils dilated enough to be noticed. "Downtown. I'll get us an Uber." "Awesome," he said. He moved a little closer to me and his lips pursed slightly at the end, like he was waiting for a kiss. Unfortunately, the moment passed. I knew what I needed to do. "Follow me," I said, drinking down the rest of my drink quickly. He followed, gulping down the stiff drink. If I had timed it right, we'd be in the car when the alcohol hit him. "First, text your friends where you're going. Party at the intercontinental hotel." I pulled out the phone again, and held it in front of us. "Quick selfie. My friend wants to see you." I'd also use it to run a fast auction of first breeding rights. The first one turned out perfect, and then Jay wanted one as well. He took a few before the deciding on the best one. "Memories of a fun night," he said. "Hopefully, it is just beginning, I said. "You should send it to your friend as well, so they know I'm not a psycho creeper." I could see him blush, but again, he also moved closer to me. He quickly texted someone. I was close enough I could read the text. "New friend I met. Invited me to a party downtown. See you tomorrow." "Thanks," Jay said, as he hit send. "For thinking of me. I wouldn't have even thought about it." I wondered what his friends would think of the picture. A young man and a much older man. My beard, although still thick, was more silver than brown now, and the wrinkles on my face were becoming more prominent. But perhaps they had already figured out what Jay was just discovering. "It's fine," I said. I didn't tell him how this was an important part of the process. He needed to trust me, to think that I put him first and looked out for his best interests. But I only looked out for my interests. "It's fun to party and meet new people. But remember, not everyone is on the up and up. Not everyone has your best interests at heart." Just like me, I thought. I didn't have to worry about his friends knowing I had taken him somewhere. By the time things got really dangerous, he'd be begging me for it. The best times, they begged me to drug them, to breed them, to infect them. "One second," I said, as I sent a quick text attached to the picture of the two of us. "Fresh meat. Tonight only. Bidding starts at two." I sent it to three of my old friends, Rod, Steven, and Alex. Each of them had a fondness for younger boys, and each of them absolutely loved the idea of deflowering a freshly-minted man. "200," Rod texted back. A few seconds later, Steven replied. "250." "Wanna head out?" I asked Jay. "We can get a cab there." "Sure," he said. I walked towards the exit. I made it a point not to turn around for the first few steps. I knew he would follow me, and he did. He kept close enough to me that I could feel his body heat. I turned around at the steps down off the dance floor. "Need some help," I asked and offered him my hand. He nodded, and I helped him down on to the sticky concrete floor. I thought I detected just the hint of a stagger; the alcohol was just beginning to hit. Hopefully the full rush wouldn't be far off. I had taken the side exit, right by the exit no one knew about. It was just a few steps before we were out in the warm night. "I'll get a uber," I said, and pulled out my phone again. I called for a car, then check the many messages I had received. The bidding was going nicely. "300," then "350", and then "400", quickly followed by "500." In just a few messages, it jumped to 750, and it now was at 90. That one had come in just a few minutes ago. As I unlocked the phone a new message came in. It was from Rod. "1300, with pozzing privileges." There were two things Rod loved more than anything. The first was deflowering young men. The second was infecting them with HIV. "Pozzing is on the table? 1500." Steven also loved spreading his virus. "Hell yeah. 1750," Alex sent me. Alex also enjoyed sharing his virus. My old friends were twisted, nasty men. "2000," Steven replied. "2500," Rod answered back. Jay was going to make me a lot of money, and it wasn't even his first official day on the job. "I'm out," Alex texted the four of us. "Me too. Rod's a lucky pervert," Steven wrote back. "You win," I texted Rod. "I'll swing by and pick you up." "Sounds good to me." I checked the app. The car was still about five minutes away. "Five minutes," I said to Jay. We had stepped out onto a side street and it was dark and quiet. Despite being right in the middle of the busy section, we felt quite alone. I reached into my pocket and pulled out my keys and wallet. From my wallet, I extracted a small bag of white powder. "You ever had a skiing trip?" I asked, indicating the bag. "Skiing?" Jay replied, his face showing his confusion. "You know. Cocaine. Coke." I put the wallet away, and used the key to my front door to scoop up a little mound of the white powder. I snorted it quickly. "Fuck, that feels good." I rubbed my nose quickly. "You want to try?" "I...I...I dunno. Never done it before." He hesitated, but kept on watching me. He was interested, I could tell. "I mean. What's it like?" "You smoked pot?" He nodded. "Anything else?" I asked. "Yeah, molly sometimes." "That's good. It's like molly. Only you're stronger. You're fearless." "I just," he started, but never completed the thought. "Just one hit," I said. "See if you like it. Don't worry. You won't get addicted from one little bump." "You sure?" he asked. I nodded. I also stuck the key back in the bag and pulled out another bump. It was smaller than the one I had done, but for a beginner, it was still plenty large enough. "I mean, I can just..." "Try it?" I said, finishing his sentence. He nodded. "Yeah. You should." I held out the key with its white payload. "Just snort it up." Jay leaned in, pushed a finger against one nostril, and snorted. He snorted a bit longer than necessary. "Damn," he said, right after. "That burns." He trailed off just as an uncontrollable smile of bliss emerged on his face. "But, fuck." He trailed off again, lost in his little private world of pleasure as the cocaine got absorbed by his blood, and delivered to his brain. "It's nice. Just relax. Cab is almost here. If you want, you can do another bump when we're on our way." "Yeah," Jay said. "That's a good idea. This is nice." Another euphoric moan of contentment. "Thanks. Really nice." "Enjoy it," I said. I pulled out my phone. "The boy need any vitamin G?" Rod had texted me. "Why the fuck not?" I wrote back quickly. I turned my attention back to Jay. "A friend of mine wants to join us. Gonna swing by his place, if that's cool." "Oh, yeah, that's cool." Jay was still spinning a bit from the cocaine. My dick twitched, watching Jay ride the first waves of the high. The ease of convincing him to use cocaine meant that all the next steps would be easy. It would not be long before Rod's thick, infected dick was deep inside of him, dripping toxic pre-cum. A white Prius pulled up. I checked the plates; not that I needed to, it was the epitome of Uber-ness. "Here's our ride," I said. I opened the door for Jay. He got in, but I still had to help him. I crawled in after him, as he scooted over to the far side. "9255 Doheny. The tall one." Rod was only about fifteen minutes away. "Good night?" I asked, as we pulled away and into the warm California night. "Yeah," he said. "Pretty busy." I pulled out the baggie, and Jay scooted a bit closer to me. "You mind?" I asked. "Nah. Have fun." "You want?" I asked. "Damn, I wish. I but I gotta drive." I scooped out a big mound. Jay's naiveté was once more working in my favor. He had no idea about doses, much less what his dose should be. The mound was big, perhaps a little bigger than even I would want to start with. It would be just right for Jay. "For you," I said. "Fuck," Jay said, eyeing the mound. He knew it was larger than his last bump, but he had no measure for how it would affect him. "Yeah," he grunted as he leaned in and snorted the mound. "OH. FUCK," he said out, filling the interior of the small cars with his grunts of pleasure. "Newbie?" the driver asked. "Yeah," I said. I scraped another bump, not quite as big as Jay's, and did it. I took a look at Jay; his eyes were wide, and I knew he was flying. I was just nicely buzzed; I would wait for the party before I got properly high. Besides, Rod had promised a bit of G, and I had to be the responsible adult, taking care of Jay. "Doing ok there, Jay?" I asked him. "Oh yeah," he said. "Feels so good," he said. I smiled, and put my hand on his thigh. He was fidgeting a bit, and I held his leg in place. "Just relax. Enjoy it. Don't worry, I'll make sure it's good." "I know," Jay said. His leg stopped shaking, but I could feel the tension still in his body. "It's just hard," he started. "To let go?" I asked, anticipating his next words. "Yeah," he said. I just nodded in agreement. My own bump was kicking in, and I was floating on waves of pleasure. I wanted to see Jay naked. I wanted to see cock sliding into his hole. I wanted to see him bred. But all that needed to wait. It just needed to wait a few agonizing minutes. The traffic was surprisingly light and we were doing good time towards Rod's place. It gave me an excuse; I pulled out my phone and called him. "Yeah. Almost there. Less than 5 away. We'll be downstairs," I said. "I've got the Vitamin G. Mixed it in some Gatorade," Rod said. That was what Jay couldn't hear. "Yeah, bring that. We need something to drink," I said. That was the part that Jay could hear. "See you soon." "That your friend?" Jay asked. "What's he like? What's his name again?" "Rod. Rod Eisenman," I said. I flicked through my phone, trying to find a picture of Rod suitable to show the young man. Most of them were him fucking some hot young boy's mouth or ass. "He's cool. I think you'll like him." I finally found one, him shirtless at some street fair, a pair of thin black suspenders holding up his pants. Whether it was intentional or not, I noticed the top button of his pants was undone. "He looks like a cool dad. The one you can't quite believe is actually a dad." "Yeah, that's a good way to describe him." We were pulling up to Rod's place. "Just pull in under the awning." There was no one else, so I figured we would wait. I rolled down the window to see out better. It was less than a minute before Rod walked out of the front door, a small backpack slung over his shoulder. In addition to the G-laced Gatorade, it would have some lube, a cockring or two, plus a pipe and a stash of tina. Rod was prepared for everything, except for safer sex. He walked around, and got in on Jay's side of the car. Jay got the middle seat. "Hi," Rod said. "I'm Rod. You must be Jay." Rod put the backpack on the floor in front of him. "Yeah, I'm Jay. Nice to meet you." "Good to meet you too. Aiden's been telling me a bit about you." "All set?" I asked Rod and Jay. They both nodded. "W hotel. On the boulevard," I told the driver. "Right on," he said. Rod reached down into the bag, and pulled out a bottle of Gatorade. "Ready for your Vitamin G?" "I'm definitely ready," I said. "And I'm sure Jay will want some. How much is in there?" "I put in three doses." "Perfect," I said. I reached over Jay, and took the bottle of Gatorade from Rod. I opened it and began to drink the sweet liquid. I could just barely taste the bitterness of the GHB. "Vitamin G? Doses?" Jay asked. The alcohol was wearing off, but the cocaine was still making his head spin. "What's that." "Oh," Rod said. "Just some G in the Gatorade. You done it before?" Jay shook his head no. It was one more new thing for Jay to explore this weekend. "You'll love it. Makes you feel warm and happy. Takes the edge off of the cocaine." I drank about a third of the bottle and then I passed it back to Rod. He quickly drank his third, before handing it to Jay. "Your turn. Just drink up," Rod said. The young man hesitated for a moment. Like I had earlier, Rod put his hand on Jay's leg. "Come on. We are all in this together. We'll look out for you." It was as much the tone as the content of Rod's words that got Jay to put the bottle back to his lips and gulp down. "Nice," Rod said. I noticed he hadn't taken his hand off of Jay's thigh. I didn't mind. Rod was paying over two thousand dollars for the pleasure of deflowering Jay. It was bad service to deny him the implicit pleasures of holding the boy's hand. Besides, as soon as Jay was done with the bottle he put his hand on top of Rod's. "How are you feeling?" Rod asked Jay. There was a kindness in his voice, one that I recognized well. It was the tone he used when he was trying to convince a boy to do things. Things like have bareback sex with him or to blast his seed into the boy's body. "Good," Jay said. "Really good." "That's what we want to hear," Rod said. "How do you know Aiden?" he asked, making small chat as the car took us to the night's next destination. "Just tonight," Jay said. "But he's been really awesome." "Of course. He's a cool guy. You're lucky to have met him." Jay's hand was still on top of Rod's. "How old are you?" Rod asked. "18," Jay said. "I'm a freshman." "How has the adjustment been?" Rod asked. "Good?" "Yeah. Still trying to meet people." "Aiden's a good one for meeting people. He'll introduce you to a lot of new friends." I smiled. "Friends" was our code for clients. Rod was a "new friend" for Jay. "I know. He's already introduced me to you." "You feeling it yet? The G?" Rod asked. "I think so," Jay said. "How are you feeling?" "Warm," Jay started. We rounded a corner fast than I expected, and not being belted in, Jay was pushed up against Rod. "Horny," I heard him whisper. Rod smiled. Jay leaned in, and their lips met. It was a short kiss, but it was a kiss. It wasn't an accident or the bumpy road. It was a real kiss, two men pressing their lips against each other. But it wasn't a long kiss. As soon as Jay realized what he had started, he pulled back. "Oh god, I'm sorry," he said.

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’

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Part 1; I haven't been online or out for ages as have been flu like for a few months where I lost a lot of muscle mass, and my libido went AWOL. Several months ago I also decided to take a break from my medz for a while. Yet to restart, so viral load is hanging around 1 million. Very recently I seemed to perk up, and naturally my libido resurfaced. I needed a long overdue fix! I went to Soho, sat myself at the bar with my double Whiskey, enjoying my testosterone fueled surroundings. After a few hours, a few drinks, and a handful of brief conversations with other patrons, a cute 20 year old walked in, bought himself a drink, sat at the back of the bar where he would remain inconspicuous. I very soon joined him. His friends were due to arrive in a few hours, for his pre 21st birthday night out, but he was early, hence his sensibility of starting the night out with just Cola. He was very nervous, so his drink didn't last long. I told him he seemed nervous, and he said he is like that around guys he really likes. Bingo! I asked him if he had ever tried 'G', as it is really great for relaxing. He had and really enjoys it. I got us both a refill, going to the toilet on the way back to add some 'G' magic We continued chatting, when after about half an hour I saw him literally completely relax. He knowingly smiled. I moved right tight next to him, slipped my hand into his trackies, found my way in between his ASS cheeks, and placed my finger on his warm tight hole. He gasped, arching his back, and pushing down on the seat. With my other hand on his chin I pulled his face towards mine, looked deep into his eyes, and said, 'From now on you will address me as Sir, OK Boy' ... 'Yes Sir'. I kissed him deeply, my finger continuing to probe his sweet hole. 'I'm taking you home, tell your friends you'll see them another night'. Looking into my eyes his body trembled, 'Yes Sir'. Having messaged his friends I got us a taxi. Once home I immediately put him in the shower, talked him through a proper deep douche. I ordered him on all 4's in the tub, and using an old razor shaved his hole which was only lightly hairy. slightly snicking him a few times. Leaning over the bath, shower still going, I slipped a finger in. He let out one quiet high pitched grunt. He was super tight. I located his prostate, gently circling, very slowly applying more pressure. His high pitched grunts were getting louder, and more frequent. I removed my finger. 'Right, I am going to see you have douched properly'. With that I shoved my in use tooth brush, and started turning it around and brushing his tight smooth rectal walls. He kept exclaiming 'Ouch' during the few minutes of my special examination. I pulled out the brush. 'Yes, you douched properly Boy. Now stand up and rinse that beautiful cunt'. 'Yes Sir'. Having rinsed, I dried him, and blindfolded him using the 'Mr S Ultra Blindfold' that you really cannot see out of, and dressed him in a Rubber Jock that hugged his small pert ASS perfectly. I led him into the spare room, come play room, and lay him on the mattress with rubber sheet, and restrained him using Leather wrist to ankle restraints. 'You OK Boy?' 'Yes Sir'. Using 2 pillows with rubber pillowcases, I propped one under his lower back, and one for his head. 'Open your mouth Boy and keep it open'. He did as he was told, and I collected my spit and loaded his mouth with my saliva, twice. 'Keep that mouth open'. I then attached and strapped a spider gag, which would keep his mouth wide open. I stripped naked, putting on only my army boots, a leather waistcoat, and a cock ring. Laying down by his ASS, I sniffed his hole, sliding in a spit lubed finger, getting to work opening him up. Once I located his prostate again, focusing in on getting him worked up, he again like earlier vocalised with frequent high pitched loud grunts. Pulling out my finger, I sniffed it, and licked it. It tasted a mixture of sweet sap, and blood. I took a lot of time just rimming him. A good half hour. A sweet smooth tight ass is to be savoured. Getting up I released the restraints, straddled him, and started fucking his throat with the spider gag. He would keep gagging until each time I would slam in deep on a final thrust, not moving, keeping his head buried at the base of my dick , where after a few seconds his gagging would turn into choking. After a few more seconds, release. Then repeat! I could see in my mind the KS lesion I have mid shaft pressing on the roof of his mouth. I removed the spider gag, and blindfold, stood above him, a leg either side of his torso, and smirked. 'You are very skinny Sir'. 'That's because I have full blown AIDS boy. Would you like me to wear a condom when I fuck you?' 'Yes please Sir. Do you have some Cola or Lemonade that I can drink Sir?' 'Sure'. We drank together for a while, chatting and chilling out on the rubber covered mattress. I asked him if he had ever done Tina. He hadn't, but had wanted to try for a while now. 'On your knees boy'. He did as he was told. Pointing to my KS lesion I ordered him to lick the mark on my mid shaft. I told him he must not stop licking the mark until I tell him to do otherwise. Part 2 to follow...

**Fictional story, first time giving this a go** PART ONE We were together just under three years when Lucas suggested a night out on the town, a few drinks and back to the house for an all night fuck session. It had been a while since we had had a night on town. Don't get me wrong: we have great sex and never once in the three years had we ever used a condom, whether hooking up or while in a relationship. I had met Lucas in 2014 through an online forum at which time I was looking for a twink to have fun with for a night. Lucas, a shy young guy got in touch, we exchanged photos, continued emails which then turned into text messages and eventually he came to my house where I planted my first seed in him one night. I had been knocking him up on a regular basis ever since. He moved into my house shortly after he turned 18. His mother was more accepting to me than his father, was but they got over it and in any event we have lived our lives our way ever since. He's now 20, almost 21, and I'm 39, nearly 40. I've a full time, well-paying job. Lucas is in his second year in university. While our sex life is good, from time to time I'll tell him I need to dump a load in another guy's ass, or that I want someone to fuck me. He has had no trouble accepting my announcements, and once I have it arranged he'll head out of the house for a time while I bring someone back and let loose with another man. It works for me and he knows his place is always back in my bed. Eventually. The weekend was fast approaching and I wasn't feeling very well. There was a vomiting bug going around and I think I caught it. We were going to have to put our plans for our anniversary celebrations on hold. I could see the disappointment in Lucas as I cancelled the dinner reservations but I was just too ill. We'd have a night curled up on the couch and once I was better we could do it all again. We awoke on the Saturday morning, I was feeling better and the upset stomach I had was settled down, although I was still not quite up to par. In addition I was thinking about the fact I had had to cancel the prior evenings plans, and was somewhat disappointed about as much when Lucas brought me breakfast in bed. He looked so sexy bringing the tray into our room. His body was freshly shaved all over from the night before, there wasn't a hair on his body and his cock stood rock solid as he climbed up onto the bed to give me a warm kiss. "Love you" he said. "Love you, babe," I replied as I reached around and shoved a finger into his twenty year old hole, adding "Open your gift," gesturing at the box I had had gift wrapped, and which I had placed on the bedside table. As he unwrapped his gift I started to feel better as each minute passed, so I wrapped my arms around him and went down on him, giving him a slow, wet sloppy well deserved blowjob. "Oh wow!! Anal beads! You remembered!" he exclaimed, only to moan in pleasure as I continued licking his shaft and tongue his piss slit. Sitting he up, I again kissed him, answering "Of course I remembered. You said you wanted to try them at some stage, so why not now as an anniversary gift?" We shared a chuckle, I shoved him onto his back and continued to work his cock until he could take it no longer, shooting his hot healthy streaming wads of cum down my throat. It's rare that I'd concentrate solely on his pleasure but I felt if only for that day I should make it all about him, particularly as I had cancelled dinner already and told our friends that we wouldn't make the rounds. Instead we stayed in, built a fire and curled up with each other on the couch, wrapped in a blanket. The morning went by, during which I bred him twice and I swallowed another load from him. It was a very slow morning - we didn't even get showered until 11:00 AM. I wanted to give him so much more. As I said earlier, we have an understanding that I can freely play with another man but Lucas never said he had done the same, although I suspect he has taken cock while I've been away on work-related trips, but if I'm right, I'm also fine with as much. A few weeks ago while drunk we chatted about Lucas serving as a cum-dump for a party of men, but nothing came of it, so I thought as a treat I'll get him as much cock and cum as I could on one night!

So, after that day I discovered my husband was a total slut, we started to fuck more than ever. Had some really amazing fucks with others, together and one on one also. As I travel a lot because of work, We had plenty of posibilities to fool around with others. And I love when I am out of the city to get a message from my husband with a video of him being barefucked by some anon guy. Turns me really kinky. And I do the same, when I fuck with someone, I always try to record sth and send him a vid. But this is a story for another post. Today will tell u an amazing fuck we had shortly after that day. One nite decided to go out to have some fun, bars, drinks, some disco. Don't do that a lot but when we do, we do it right:) started our nite with some drinks in the gay area, then headed up to a disco, still drinking. Danced a while and flirting with some dudes. Soon I founded my husband in a darkroom sucking some cocks so I decided to look sth for me. But as there was nothing interesting, i decided to go to make a pee and have some more drink. While I was peeing heard a converation: hey dude, seen that slut in the darkroom? no. What about him? there is a guy sucking of all the cocks, and I just breeded him. Total slut, gave him some cum right in his ass. Should go there and breed him. i was standing there and listening and my cock got hard. went back to the darkroom, and after looking him for a while, I saw him being breeded by some guy in his 40. And there were like 5 guys around watching them. I got closer and said to him: well slut. Can see that u are being well served. How many dudes gave u cock in ur cunt? He didn't answered, he was having someones cock in mouth, but some guy close to me said: 3 cocks, amd I am the next one in the queque, so take ur time... amazing suddenly my husband stopped. He put his trousers on, took my hand and we went out. Went back to the dancefloor and started to dance. Put my finger in his hole and could feel all that cum from totally anon guys. It was a huge turn on for me. Saw some guys around looking to get close to us, but he was not more interested. Stayed there for a while and decided to head back home, as we both were totally drunk:) called a cab and what happened after was extremaly hot... to be continued...

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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.

Part 57 - The Coach Sweats It Out Coach Adams showered and headed down to the front desk before breakfast. Behind the desk was a tall, thin guy tapping at the computer. “Excuse me…” the coach said, trying to read the name on the guy’s badge “…uh Dakota.” “Yes?” came the reply in a thin femme voice. The coach was somewhat relieved and assumed the guy was gay. “I’d like to know if I can move to another room” the coach said laying the key out on the desk with the number on the folder facing up. “Is there something wrong with your room, sir?” asked Dakota. “No, not really. Its just a little too close to my swim team and I’d rather not let them hear the noises from my room” coach Adams said with a wink. “Oh? Are you a moaner or a screamer?” Dakota asked with a smile while he typed into the keyboard. The coach choked when he heard the reply and quietly said “something like that.” “We have something on the second floor on the end. 201. It’s a king room, not two queen beds. Will that work?” Dakota said. “Yeah, perfect. Can I move my stuff now or later?” the coach asked. “Just pack your bags and leave them in your room by the door. I’ll have the cleaning staff move it when the other room has been cleaned” Dakota said handing the coach a new key. “Great. I really appreciate it” the coach replied. “You’re very welcome sir. I hope you have a fun time tonight” answered Dakota with a smile. The team ate breakfast and was packed in the van with several minutes to spare. The coach drove over to the university and the headed into the athletic center where the swimming pools were. They went inside and registered and were told where the locker rooms were and where to go for the first session. Ric had a large duffle bags over each shoulder, each containing suits, goggles, clipboards, timers and a few other necessities. He followed the team into the locker room and let them each find their stuff while he looked around at the mostly naked group of guys from the various teams. In the main pool area, Ric found a place off to the side to sit and observe. He had brought a book to read if things got too dull, but it was nice to see the mixture of college and older high school swimmers. Some of the coaches even caught his eye. His gaze was interrupted when he heard “are you an assistant coach too?” from a guy that was suddenly standing right next to him. Ric looked up and saw a guy he guessed was a few years older than him, muscled like a gymnast, wearing a tight tank top and shorts. His light brown hair was short on the sides and longer on top, pulled back with a little tail. “Uh, no. I’m just helping out my team for the training camp” Ric replied. The guy chuckled and said “That sounds like an assistant coach to me. Do all the stuff the coach and team doesn’t want to do. So, you’re a classmate with one of the high school teams?” “Yeah. Eighteen and a senior” Ric said with a smile. He was getting a feeling about the guy and was hoping this was more than just small talk. “Oh, I thought you were a bit older. I guess its the beard. I’m Spencer. Nice to meet you” the guy said. “Hi Spencer, I’m Ric. I take it you are a ‘real’ assistant coach for one of the teams?” Ric asked. “Yep. The Wolverines. I’m a student teacher there and have been helping out with the various teams. Anything to help get an offer, hehe” Spencer said. Ric decided to play his cards and said “They’re a lucky to have a hot guy like you to help them out. Hopefully they will keep you on full time next year.” Ric watched as Spencer first was startled and then blushed at Ric’s forwardness. “Uh, thanks. Was I really that obvious?” Spencer asked. Ric let out a quiet laugh and said “No, not at all. I just took a chance.” “Oh, thank god. I’ve been trying to be careful, but a guy has needs. It’s going to be a long semester” Spencer said. “You’ll have no problem getting some. Maybe even during the training camp” Ric said with a wicked smile. “I hope so. Maybe I can sneak away and have some fun. I’m staying at the Rest Inn Lodge” Spencer said. “That’s great! Me too” replied Ric. Ric and Spencer attended to their teams and Ric kept glancing over at Spencer for the rest of the day. They seemed to catch each other checking the guys out, whether it was camp attendees, coaches or the college swimmers that were helping out. There was one black college swimmer that Ric paid a lot of attention to. His lithe body showed off the prominent bulge in his speedo. While most guys just had a bulge that let his imagination ponder the contents, this guy’s cock snaked to the side letting you know that there was a sizable shaft that was going to fill you up wherever it went. When the final whistle of the day blew Ric was happy that the first day was over. He was exhausted just looking at all of the hot guys, and his cock was aching to find a cock hungry hole to fuck. He found the team and helped collect all of the equipment and swimsuits and get everyone loaded into the van. They drove back to the hotel and the coach told everyone “Get some rest. We’ll meet at seven for dinner.” The team had no intention of getting rest. A bed might be involved, but not sleep. The coach decided that it would be a good time to hit the gym and then sauna. He headed towards his new room and changed into some workout clothes and went to the gym. Dennis was looking over the cameras and spotted coach Adams go into the gym. He kept an eye on what he did and smiled when he saw the coach head to the locker rooms. When he saw him go into the sauna, he knew he had to tap what his boyfriend had fucked the night before. Dennis went into the locker room and stripped, grabbing a towel on his way in to the sauna. Dennis entered the sauna and saw the coach leaning back with his eyes closed. When the door slammed shut, the coach looked over and saw Dennis sitting down on his towel next to him. “Looking to get away from your team?” Dennis asked. “Yeah. They can be a handful some times. I need the break and they probably are enjoying a bit of freedom” the coach said. “There aren’t that many women’s teams in the hotel this year so I hope they’re not all running after the same girls” Dennis replied. The coach laughed and said “The women are pretty safe with my swim team. Its the other guys that need to be careful.” “Oh? Are they all gay?” Dennis asked innocently. “I think most, if not all of them. They haven’t said anything to me, but my gaydar has gone off on each one. And I know how horny I was at that age so I wouldn’t be surprised if theres a giant orgy going on right now” the coach said with a laugh. “How about it now? Is it going off?” Dennis said looking over at the coach with a grin and a stiffening cock. The coach looked over and seemed surprised at Dennis’s question. “Uh, I really can’t tell except for your cock getting harder” the coach said. “Well, you’re a sexy guy and my cock tends to get excited when there’s a sexy naked guy next to me” Dennis said, turning towards the coach and spreading his legs The coach looked over at Dennis and licked his lips before moving off the bench and kneeling on the lower bench between Dennis’s legs. He looked up at Dennis and then down at his stiff rod. Dennis put his hand on the coach’s head and pushed it towards his cock. He got no resistance from the coach and felt the coach’s wet tongue licking the sweat off his shaft. He let go of the coach’s head and the little encouragement was all the coach needed before he was sucking on Dennis’s cock like it was the last one on earth. The coach was bobbing on Dennis’s cock, taking it deep into his throat and gripping it with his throat muscles before he pulled back and began bobbing again. Dennis was enjoying the oral attention the coach was giving him but he wanted to see just how good his ass was. Corey had told him all the details from the previous night’s encounter with the coach and knew when Corey loved a hole it must be really good. He could tell that the coach kept looking nervously to see if anyone else had come in and saw him servicing the hotel manager. Finally, the coach leaned back and gasped for air before saying “We really should go somewhere. I don’t want anyone walking in on us.” “Don’t worry, I put the sign out that says that the sauna is out of order” Dennis said as he stood up and reached over, flicking the lock on the door so no one could get in. The coach grinned and stood up, standing in front of Dennis. Dennis looked at the coach, pulled him close and kissed him roughly. His hands reached down and spread the coaches muscled ass mounds apart and one finger zeroed in on his puckered hole. He felt the coach moan into their kiss as the finger found its target. Their tongues darted against each other as Dennis pushed his finger into the coach’s hole. Aided only by sweat, Dennis knew how his finger was roughly penetrating the coach’s pussy but he didn’t seem to be complaining. Dennis turned their bodies around and pushed the coach backwards toward the corner. When they made it the few feet across the floor and the coach was against the corner of the lower bench, he ended the kiss and gave a gentle nudge. The coach took the hint and climbed up, laying back on the upper bench in the corner. Dennis raised his legs and kneeled down on the lower bench. He sucked down the coach’s cock and heard him gasp. Firmly grabbing the coach’s balls, he squeezed them tight and felt the coach squirm. He pulled off the cock, grazing his teeth on the coach’s mushroom head. He pushed the coach’s hips up and drove his face between the muscled mounds. The coach moaned loudly as the bearded face forced his ass apart and Dennis’s tongue dug into his pussy. Dennis forced some spit inside but wanted it to be as dry a fuck as possible. Dennis stood up and looked at the coach, their eyes locking together. The head of his cock poked at the entrance and Dennis dripped some spit onto the tip and pucker. He nudged his cock in slightly and heard the coach gasp. His toxic precum was now oozing inside the coach’s hole. He pressed harder and felt the hole slowly relax as the coach let the raw cock enter him. Another nudge and he felt his cock head pop inside and the coach groaned. Dennis started to work his hips, plowing in deeper and deeper. He leaned forward and the sweat was dripping over the coach’s abs and chest. The coach reached up with both hands, rubbing Dennis’s chest while the thick cock stretched him open and plunged deeper into his cunt. “Fuck, that feels good” moaned the coach. “Yeah, you like that big, raw dick inside you?” Dennis asked before slamming his cock the rest of the way in. “FUCK!” screamed out the coach and Dennis just grinned. He paused a moment and then started to thrust his cock in, each stroke getting longer until his whole length was driving in and out of his hole. A smile returned to the coach’s face as he got used to the rough fucking. His hole started to feel wet and he thought that the hotel manager must be one of those guys that leaks a lot of precum and it was helping him take the thick cock hard. The coach occasionally would clamp down on Dennis’s cock and after several times Dennis told him “I’m not ready to breed you yet. I want to enjoy this jock pussy some more.” Dennis started to pound harder and was amazed at how good the coach could take it. He knew the coach’s hole was probably pretty sore from the hard fuck that Corey had given him. While the coach loved finally getting some action, he was starting to feel it. His ass was burning from getting stretched and pounded. He moved his hands and started to tweak Dennis’s nipples, hoping that a flood of cum would soothe his sore hole. It made Dennis start to fuck even harder. Both Dennis and the coach were grunting with each thrust until Dennis began to coat the coach’s guts with his virulent seed. “Oh Fuck Yeah! Breed that hole” yelled the coach as he felt the cum fill him up. Dennis pulled back half way and drove back in feeling another spurt of diseased cum pump in. The last stroke had driven into the coach’s prostate and with that, his cock began shooting thick, creamy ropes of cum all over his chest and face. The coach’s orgasm milked even more of Dennis’s deadly sperm into his hole. Dennis pulled back once more and shoved in as his balls shot the last of his cum into the coach’s abused ass. Dennis slowly pulled his cock out and looked back at the coach laying there in a state of bliss. “Same time tomorrow?” asked Dennis as he grabbed the towel and wiped his cock off. “Oh hell, yeah” replied the coach. Dennis unlocked the door and then went to take a quick shower before going back to work. The coach laid there a few minutes, catching his breath and thought “What was that tattoo on his back? Something tribal or a sunburst?” He got up and headed into the shower area but Dennis was gone. He stood under the shower for several minutes. He thought about the last day - months of no sex and now two long hard bareback fucks leaving his ass filled with a strangers load and now the prospect of it happening again tomorrow. He loved the feeling of cum inside him and tried to hold it in as long as he could. He dressed and headed back to his room. As he got to the stairs, Shane came around the corner. “Hey coach. You’re walking a bit funny. Hope it was fun!” Shane said and kept walking. “Fuck!” the coach muttered to himself. The last thing he wanted was his team to know was that he was a cumdump bottom. Ethan, Toby and Max were heading back to their room from the day’s clinic when an elderly couple walked out of the room next to them. “Isn’t that the coach’s room?” asked Max. “Yeah. What the fuck?” replied Ethan. The three went into their room and quickly showered and changed clothes into shorts and a tee. They wandered around the hotel and found the game room. They laughed at some of the arcade machines that were there, some looked even older than their parents. There were some of the other swimmers from the clinic playing games or talking. Max saw one guy come into the room that he had talked to in between sessions earlier that day. “Hey, David” Max said as the guy walked to their group. Max introduced Toby and Ethan to David and then asked “What are you up to?” “No fuckin clue. I only have an hour or so before we head to dinner. How about you?” David replied. “Same here. You, uh, looked a lot hotter in the speedo than those baggy pants” Max said. David blushed and looked down at his feet for a second. When he looked back he could see Toby and Ethan licking their lips and nodding. “Uh, are you guys gay too?” Max laughed and replied “Our whole team is.” “Oh, fuck. That would be so cool. I’m the only one on my team except for a bi guy. A couple of the guys are cool with it but most give me shit and think I’m checking em out in the showers. I can hardly wait to get to college next year and finally meet more gay guys” David said. “If you ever need a team to check out, just let us know” Max said with a wink. “Fuck yeah! I could really use a good fuck. The last time was my cousin at Christmas” David said enthusiastically. As the guys walked quickly back to the room with Ethan grabbing at David’s ass. David asked Max “You said this afternoon you loved to share your special seed. Are you... uh... poz?” “Yeah, all three of us are” Max replied. “Fuck! Uh how? I mean… I know how it happens, but did you want it?” David asked nervously. “Mmmhmm. We helped each other. It was really hot” Toby said. There was a short pause before David asked “Are you guys on drugs so you can’t infect guys?” “Nope. It was recent too so we’re all at full power” Max said almost gloating. David stopped and then said “Uh, I don’t know guys. I don’t think I’m ready for that.” “We can use condoms if you want” said Toby while he was rubbing his stiff cock. “Uh, I guess that would be ok, just pull out before you cum to make sure” David said, walking again. “Cool. I think I have a couple in my bag” Ethan said, winking at Toby. Max opened the room and was pulling his clothes off before the door closed. The three guys surrounded David and pulled his clothes off. Max was the first to get his tongue into David’s mouth. Toby sunk to his knees and was licking at the wet tip of David’s cock. Ethan quietly went over to his duffle bag and pulled out three condoms and some lube, tossing them on the bed before moving behind David. He kissed the back of his neck and then moved lower and lower, kissing and licking his shoulders and back until he too was on his knees and rubbing his hands over the firm rounded mounds of David’s ass. David was a little shorter than the three other guys, but his body was toned with strong legs, shoulders and arms. His reddish-brown hair was cut short and his greenish eyes were constantly darting around taking in the sights of three guys groping and fondling his body. Toby soon had six inches of veiny shaft in his mouth while his hands massaged two large balls. David moaned into Max’s mouth as their kiss got more energetic. His senses were overloading with one guy on his cock, one rimming his ass and another kissing him and pinching his nipples. He was hoping he didn’t cum just from the foreplay, since he had never had more than one guy before and only one guy had stuck around long enough for round 2. Ethan was doing his best to get David’s hole wet with spit. He fucked with his tongue, pushed spit inside and then worked it deeper with his finger. All he could taste was soap and sweat and knew he really wanted to fuck this hole. While all three guys considered themselves versatile, Ethan had the most experience topping and he knew that Toby had fucked less than five guys. Max had even less practice, since the only person he had ever fucked was the male cheerleader who was home sick right now with a bad case of the flu, six doses of Max’s cum having done the trick. Ethan slowly pushed David towards the bed, the other two guys following along. Once they made it there, it was time to rearrange. David crawled to the middle of the bed with Ethan right behind him. Max moved in front and fed him his cock with Toby right next to him. Ethan dripped some lube on David’s hole and worked it in with his finger. David was slurping on Max’s cock and began to moan around it when Ethan’s finger penetrated his ass. Ethan grabbed a condom and ripped open the packet and rolled it on to his cock. He looked at Max and rolled his eyes and then grinned as he placed the tip of his cock at the pink glistening pucker of David’s hole. David reached back to make sure that Ethan had covered his poz cock up and then went back to sucking Max's rod. Ethan dripped some more lube on his latex covered shaft and smeared it around before pushing into David’s tight pussy. After several attempts to get inside Ethan moved back and coated two of his fingers with lube and pushed them in. He spent a few minutes working them in and twisting them around until he had stretched the hole enough to add a third finger. With three fingers pushed deep into David’s hole, Ethan twisted them around and felt David squirm. He pulled his fingers out and quickly stuffed his cock inside before his hole could constrict. David lunged forward with Ethan’s cock driving into his ass, but that just shoved Max’s cock all the way into his mouth and throat. Max could tell David was panicking from being spit roasted for the first time and held his shoulders while pulling back to let him breathe. Ethan yelled out “Oh fuck!” with his cock buried inside the scared bottom boy who had clamped his hole down tight around Ethan’s shaft. With a little more space to move and a cock no longer stuffed down his throat to let him gasp for air, David soon relaxed enough to feel comfortable having a cock in each end. He reached back and felt the condom still on Ethan’s cock and relaxed even more. When Ethan felt the grip on his cock go from strangulation to firm, he knew David was ready to get fucked. Ethan slowly pulled back and then pushed in, building speed slowly and enjoying the tight hole on his shaft. Max pulled his cock out and Toby moved over and fed David his dripping cock. Toby started to fuck David’s face with his cock and David struggled to take his cock into his throat, gagging with each stab of the shaft. Ethan was really enjoying it since it seemed with each gag, David’s hole would squeeze down on his dick. He pushed down on the small of David’s back to get it arched more and then started to fuck faster. Grabbing his hips, he was driving his cock in hard and then bouncing off the firm ass. Ethan felt the condom break, but just kept pounding the swimmer’s ass hoping that he wouldn’t notice the sudden change. David must have noticed, since he reached back and felt Ethan’s cock. He didn’t stop and must have felt the ring at the base of the shredded condom and thought that everything was ok. Ethan pounded harder and it was only a few minutes later his balls tightened up and cock swell up. He kept fucking as his cock sprayed the virus filled semen into David’s unsuspecting hole. Ethan was normally vocal when he came but he stifled it as best he could not wanting to let anyone know. When the last spurt shot out, he slowed down and pulled his cock from the gaping hole saying “Toby, you gotta try this hole. It feels fucking amazing.” Ethan climbed off the bed and walked back to the bathroom where he dumped the destroyed condom in the trash can and wiped his cum covered cock off with a towel. Toby didn’t need to be asked twice and pulled his cock out of David’s mouth and scooted around behind him. He made a show of putting the condom on and Max once again stuffed his cock into David’s waiting mouth. Toby figured there wasn’t going to be much need for lube, based on the contorted face that Ethan had earlier, but he faked putting more into David’s ass. Toby pushed his cock into the slick hole and quickly began pounding David’s cum filled hole. He smiled as he saw the frothy cum from Ethan’s load surround the base of his cock and it just drove him to fuck harder. He pulled out and slammed back in a few times until he felt his cock covered not in latex, but in cum. With his cock now free, he kept a firm, even pace until his balls tingled. He casually picked up the lube bottle and held it in his hand. Toby closed his eyes and leaned his head back as he imagined the cum he was about to shoot fill David’s cunt. Like Ethan, he tried to keep plowing through his orgasm. His cock pumped several shots of poz seed inside David, mixing with Ethan’s. After his shots of cum stopped, Toby thrusted a few more times before pulling out and grunting “FUCK!” loudly. He shook some of the lube all over David’s back, hoping it felt like he was shooting his cum all over it. Max moved around and was behind David in an instant and Ethan pushed his cleaned cock into David’s mouth. Max saw the cum dripping out of David’s hole while he rolled the condom on. Ethan smiled at him and he knew he was going to be the fall guy. Max shoved his cock into the gaping fuckhole and started to pump. He had been so close to shooting a few times already and didn’t want to waste his precious seed in David’s mouth. Max was mixing up his thrusts, trying to get the condom to break in the cum soaked hole. David was lubed way too well with cum and Max was having to try really hard to get the condom to break. He jabbed his cock in several directions and then reached down with his hand and tried to pull the condom tight as he rammed in. Finally he felt it and grinned back at Ethan. The exhilaration of having his bare cock fucking the neg hole sent him over the edge. He grunted and yelled out as he laid forward onto David’s back as his hips bucked into David’s ass, each time pumping another diseased rope of cum inside. He was panting hard and finally said “Sorry, dude. I couldn’t pull out. It just came too fast.” Max knew that there was no way they were going to be able to explain the amount of cum that they had dumped inside the neg swimmer’s ass. He slowly pulled his cock out and said “Oh, shit.” “What?” asked David. “Uh… the condom broke” replied Max. “Huh? You mean you just dumped a poz load into me?” David asked with panic in his voice. “Yeah, dude. I’m really sorry” Max said. “Oh fuck!” David repeated over and over. He quickly got up and threw his shorts on and grabbed his underwear, shirt and shoes and went running out the door.

Wile this boy is fucking my brains out like a porn star and I'm in heaven and so is my brother who is screaming for it harder and more The screams for the other room is getting louder and louder as I'm in heaven with a dick in my man cunt and enjoying to ride of a great slam. After about 3 massive loads in my hole, I really want to see what is going with the boy in the other room as the screams have gone and now you hear the moans of pleasure. I open the door and he is in a sling with a fist up to the elbow in him and he is asking to be slammed again and asking if the fist can go in deeper. The fister looks at me to get a point and slam him as he does not want to remove his arm from him at the time. I find a vein and I can see this is a very heavy slam as the fister says he wants to wreck his hole forever. As he is coughing the fister just drives his arm past the elbow as now his arm is just fucking in and out. When finished his hole went from a hole to a man cunt in 2 days and is totally destroyed. Right before we leave we call Mr.Jackson about what to do with this boy and gives us an address to take him to. We get to this place in a warehouse section really run down and pull up to a door that only says Club 250 we enter and we wait to be buzzed in and the 3 of us meet Mr.Jones who owns the place and looks at my brother and says this is the boy we have him over the keys to his chastity device and the dog collar he is wearing. Mr.Jones says you want to see what this boy will be doing as he leads us into a big room and to get out of his clothes as he will never need them again then get on his knees and start to lick up all the cum from the gang bang that happened a few minutes ago. I can see had to be 30 loads as Mr.Jones directs his, then one of his customers comes over and says what you have here a new clean up boy. Mr.Jone says YES, and let us hope he lasts longer than the last one as the customer grabs the leash bends the boy over a bench spreads his ass cheeks and says just how I love them a raw wreck hole as he puts his dick in and fucks, this time the boy is not screaming but moaning pleasure of getting a nice big toxic dick in his now wreck hole. We head back home and get back to work in the meth lab making Mr.Jackson famous Tina and let us hope no one ever complains about it again but in my heart, I hope they do and I love doing what we did to this boy a lot. Let me know what you think and if you want more. Thanks

Part 10; Tom and I had gone downstairs, leaving the twink restrained, gagged, gaping, and his cunt savagely wrecked and full of a mixture of beautiful DNA. Tom was feeling pretty tired. He was going to stay over, and get stoned whilst the action upstairs carried on, letting in anyone who turned up for the next part of the evening. After a while I went back upstairs with a clear mixing bowl. On the play room door I put a clear sign that said each person who came inside the boys cunt to mark a strike bottom of the sign (pen attached to the door on string). I get off on knowing how many loads a guys has taken, especially if he has taken a lot. I entered the playroom, and as if it were taking a breath the boy bloomed, farting, with goo squirting out. Beautiful! I took the ball-gag off. 'So, you want MORE cum, huh?' 'Yes Sir'. 'When Men start to come into the room, you are to hold that mixing bowl by your chin'. 'Yes Sir'. I released him from the restraints, and got him on the vinyl play sheet. I attached a collar and leash. Kneeling behind him I again buried my face in his warm, wet, gaping cunt, sucking, chewing, and slurping. I kept sticking in 3 fingers, pulling out, and licking the sweet mixture. It tasted wonderful. His Rose barely retracted now, but when it did, he needed no prompting to bloom. After a time of eating him out, the first naked arrivals of the W/App group came in. He did as he was told and put the mixing bowl by his chin. I then inserted a plastic dental cheek retractor which kept his mouth forced open, leaving him only able to swallow from the back of his throat and not his tongue. I stood by him, holding his leash. The 7 guys that just walked in all started hovering around the twink, wanking off. One by one they shot their load, most of it ending up in the mixing bowl, but also on his face and lips, and a decent amount in his mouth, which was now collecting in a pool at the front of his mouth. As time went on more naked Men came in, all immediately hovering around the boy, waiting their turn to bolt their loads. Each time a guy shot I made a note of how many loads there were. It now stood at 16. I took the bowl from the boy, took him to the rubbered mattress (like a dog), and got him to tilt his head back. I slowly poured in the remaining parts to the 16 loads in his mouth. Removing the dental cheek retractor I ordered him to spit the cum back into the bowl. There was so much it dripped down over his chin. I went and got the 3rd and final of the 3 DNA cocktail syringes and squirted about half into the bowl, and mixed it into the thick gloopy cum. 'Tilt your head back boy'. 'Yes Sir'. I again slowly poured in all 16 loads into his mouth. 'Drink that toxic pink cum you cunt'. He took about 4-5 gulps, then swallowed the final lot. I walked him into the centre of the rubbered mattress and attached 'Fist Mitts' to his hands, so his hands would be disabled, and he'd be on all 4's like a puppy. Once again I attached the ball-gag, and put a stainless steel dog bowl under his head. I said; 'Let's go for some Beers' ... Leaving the twink waiting for more. I went to go for a piss and noticed some guys had already pissed in the bath, as requested in the group chat, so, I added to that lot. Once downstairs there were more naked arrivals, all milling about drinking, including my good friend Rob. Out of everyone there, he to my knowledge had much more to give to the twink! ***** LOUD squeals for Part 11 ... If you are enjoying what you read, feel free to 'like', or 'up vote' the parts you like

Since since I damsel.i hVd a friend tell them that the had a bad experience with BECU. Since my pappnank, I attempted to change.

I got fucked 21 times at a party a few years ago. If I'm really honest here, I can't say I enjoy the fucks after I hit double digits. As I age, I definitely prefer quality over quantity. I've got fuck buds in a few cities around the world and I'd rather lay up with them and take multiple loads than fuck at parties where I have to deal with the increased risk of getting an STD.

We had a game the next day and we finally won against one of the better teams. We taunted them about getting beaten by a bunch of fags. They took it well since we were just joking with them. We had one of our usual parties that night. I was really horny, but no one seemed to really turn me on. One of the guys from the team we beat had shown up and I sucked him for a while before he pushed me over a chair and fucked me hard. I think he could tell my mind was elsewhere, but he just needed to nut and after 15 minutes of fucking he blew his load up my cunt, slapped my ass, dressed and left. I had a few more beers and went home. Monday afternoon I had classes until late afternoon, but as soon as I was done I was headed back to the bar. I was about half a block away and I saw Frank walk out the front door. His truck was right in front and he hopped in and drove off. I stopped and turned around and went home. Tuesday I got held up at class and my team needed to meet to plan the next phase of our project so I didn’t even bother trying to see if he was at the bar. Wednesday I went back and sat down at the bar and there was no sign of Frank. The bartender came over and said “hi” to me and I ordered a beer. When I asked about Frank the bartender told me that he had been there Monday, but not the past two days. I slowly drank my beer and a guy hit on me but I wasn’t into it so he took off. My mind was fixated on Frank and I didn’t know why. My life had been filled with casual sex. I never cared who I hooked up with. When I was horny I found a guy and either I fucked him or he fucked me and then we went our own ways. I had never wanted any specific guy until now. When my beer was done I got up and left, waving to the bartender. Thursday I went back to the bar earlier and it was just like the day before. A few guys hanging around but no Frank. I got another beer and nursed it for a while and Frank never showed up. I finished up the warm beer and went to take a piss. Some little part of my brain hoped that I would find him in here waiting for me but the bathroom was empty. I emptied my bladder and walked out of the bar. I turned the corner and got near the end of the building and a large figure popped out from between the buildings into my path. “Boy, I hear you were lookin for me” Frank said. I stopped in my tracks and looked up. It must have been the beer, but he had a glow about him that I almost thought he wasn’t real. “Yes, sir” I replied. “Now, why would a young stud like you want to talk to me?” Frank asked. “I really don’t know, but I just do. There’s something inside me that tells me I have to” I replied. I had fucked many guys and never cared about what things were going on in their lives. Frank was different. He was the first guy with whom I had had sex who I wanted to get to know. “Thank you, Mike” he said and put his arm around me and we walked to the end of the block where there was a park. We sat on a bench and not much was said for almost 15 minutes until he just started talking. At first it was random things like “Its gonna get cold soon, there’s no cloud cover” and “Do you think the Eagles (our college team) have a chance this weekend?” We talked for a few hours and it got colder. I invited him back to my apartment to keep talking where it was warm. We spent a long time on the couch talking and eating the leftover pizza I had in the fridge. We moved to the floor and I leaned against the couch and Frank leaned against me. I held him tight and I finally took him to my bed. “We need to sleep, Frank” I told him. We both climbed into the bed naked and I spooned him until we both were asleep. I woke up in the middle of the night and took a piss. I climbed back in bed and he curled up next to me with his arm over my chest. I woke in the morning and felt his morning cock between my ass cheeks. Any other guy I would have tried to get it inside me and awakened him by riding him. With Frank, I couldn’t do that. He wasn’t just a cock. He finally woke up and was really disoriented. “Shit, what time is it?” he blurted. “5:30, Frank” I told him. “Fuck! I have to be at work in an hour,” he exclaimed as he took a lightening quick shower, dressed, and I drove him back to his truck and off he went to his job. It wasn’t how I wanted his departure that morning to be. I went to class, but all I could think of was Frank. I got to sleep with him, but nothing happened. We didn’t fuck like animals like I had hoped, but I still enjoyed every minute of being with him. When I got home after classes, there he was, sitting on the front steps of my apartment building. My heart started beating faster and a smile came over my face. “Hi, Frank. What are you doing here?” I asked. “I felt bad running out of here this morning. I didn’t even kiss you goodbye,” Frank replied. “Yeah, I know, but I understand. Come on up,” I answered. No sooner had we entered my apartment than Frank pinned me against the wall and his lips were on mine in a second. We were pulling each others clothing off and pawing at each other until I pushed him off and led him to the bedroom. Laying on my back, I pulled him on top of me and we kept kissing. I felt him push my legs wider as his ever growing cock nestled next to mine. I could feel the heat from his chest as he lay down on top of me. His tongue pushed my lips apart and the kisses got deeper with our beards pressed hard against each other. Frank grasped my hands and our fingers intermingled. He took control and pinned my hands above my head, holding me down and helpless to move, not that I wanted to. I’d had countless dreams of a muscled daddy bear taking me and fucking my brains out since the first time one of the older built construction guys had pushed to me to my knees at the home improvement store bathroom and made me suck him off. He pushed my legs even wider and slowly ground against me, our sweat making it easier to slide the more he moved. His grinding slowly became a humping motion and I was sure he wanted me as much as I wanted him. He stopped kissing me and pushed his body away from mine, but my hands were still pressed against the bed. A smile grew over his face as our spit dripped off his beard. Frank let go of my hands and moved his hands to my chest, each paw pressing down on my hairy pecs and then squeezing them. He moved back with his hands still on my chest, which was heaving up and down from my heavy breathing. His tongue flicked over the head of my cock right before he swallowed it all the way down. I moaned as I felt his mouth around my shaft. He sucked harder and his tongue bathed my cock which made me moan even louder. Frank's hands released their grip of my chest and slowly moved down my body until he reached my legs. Frank pushed them up, folding me up into an 'L'. My thighs were pressed against the sides of his head and his throat started to massage my cock head. I loved the feeling of his mouth on my cock in the bar, but this felt even better. I would buck my hips up and feel my cock drive deeper into his throat. He never seemed to complain when I would do it, in fact he seemed to suck even more energetically until I did it again and he popped off my cock and licked down the shaft to my balls. He sucked one ball in and tugged on it, covering it with spit and lapping at it with his tongue. He did the same with the other and my body shivered. When the second ball popped out of his mouth he started to push my legs back. I grabbed my thighs and rolled back, exposing my sweaty ass to him. I heard Frank growl and say “Fuck that is one gorgeous butt” before he buried his face in between my ass cheeks. I had never had anyone attack my ass quite like he did. His tongue probed, his lips kissed, his beard tickled and I felt his fingers pry my hole open. Most guys who had rimmed me did just enough to get the spit around and in for lube and the soon to follow fuck. With Frank, it seemed like this was the main event. My head rocked back and forth as I felt pleasure I had never experienced before. I have no idea how long Frank ate my ass (and I do mean eat - there was plenty of light biting and chewing on my ass and hole). If he did it for the rest of my life I would be a really happy cub. But he did stop and while I wanted more I also wanted to know what he might do next. He seemed to stare at my boi pussy for a long time and then he lowered my ass down and I felt his rock hard cock rub my crack and prying it apart. The feeling was almost as good as when his face was there but when I felt his cock against my hole I knew it was going to get better. “You want this, boy?” Frank asked staring right through my head. I nodded, trying to form words, but my mouth was not obeying. Finally I blurted out “Oh my god yes!” I felt that I had failed him by not sucking his cock first, but it seemed that it didn’t bother him. If this was the order he wanted this experience to go, then I would have to deal with it. His cock slowly sank into my ass and it felt wonderful. His bare cock getting deeper and deeper. Two men sharing the pleasure of becoming one. Our eyes were locked together and our moans told each other that we were both in a state of bliss. He began to roll his hips and his cock was pulling out and pushing in giving both of us pleasure. He rolled me back on my shoulders and fucked harder. I could tell that he was leaking precum inside me, since I felt that distinct sloppiness that happens as a cock lubes a hole. Frank grunted and moaned while his cock drove in and out of me. I moaned back, enjoying every stroke and hoping it would never end. The squeaking of the bed and the occasional thud as the frame hit the wall were just background music to the sex. This wasn’t lovemaking, but we were being as intimate as two men could ever be. I milked his cock and heard him moan louder. I wanted him to feel as good as I felt and I felt amazing. When his thrusts started to get erratic I knew he was getting close and I wanted to feel his seed deep inside me. Frank’s grunts got louder and ended with a very loud growl. His cock expanded and I felt the pulses as shots of Frank’s baby makers filled my gut. I looked back at Frank with a huge smile on my face which he saw when his orgasm ended and he opened his eyes. When he smiled back at me I became the happiest I had ever been. Slowly he lowered me back to the bed, his cock pulling out of me just at the end. I laid there a moment and Frank then laid down next to me. I leaned over and kissed his lips and then worked my way down his body. I licked up the shaft of his cock, tasting his cum and my ass juices. It was the first time I had ever sucked a cock after it had fucked me, but I needed to do this for Frank. Once I had licked his crotch clean I crawled back up and rested my head on his chest. The scent from his sweat was intoxicating and all of my senses were being overloaded. My ass throbbed and I could feel some of his cum drip out and on to my leg. It hadn’t been the first time a guy had cum inside me, far from it. But this was the first one that meant something. I had no idea if Frank felt the same way, but it was too late to ask since I could hear him lightly snoring. I fell asleep too and slept like a baby.

I don't usually seek out anonymous loads, but the last time I was on bbrts I invited a guy over. He didn't have a photo on his profile, which is hot, I figured I would see him when he arrived, it didn't make much difference since I have never turned down a load. I gave him my phone number in case he needed directions, but he sent me a photo of his 9 inch cock and asked me to turn the lights down and be ready for him. This was turning out to be a lot hotter than I expected! So I texted him that the door was ajar and that my hole was ready on the couch. I quickly put down a sheet and got into position. I had been stuffing my hole with toys so I was more than ready when his silhouette slowly pushed the door open and walked in. He dropped his pants, shoved his massive cock in my wet hole, and started pounding. The feeling was exhilarating, having a raw cock pounding my hole, I had never seen his face, his body was only a shadow. When he was done ponding me he let out a loud groan and pushed into me hard, when he pulled out some of his cum dripped onto the sheet. He pulled his pants up and left. I was there in the dark, enjoying the feeling of my sloppy hole, wet with an anonymous load.

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.

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5. Rod "Let's enjoy how good this can feel," I said. My balls were pressed against Jay's asshole, and my dickhead was buried deep in his guts. It was already dripping a steady stream of pre-cum into him. The boy had been hungry to get fucked, signaling it by grinding his fuzzy ass against my face, desperate for every bit of my tongue. I was happy that he had not mentioned pulling out, much less a condom. The only trick now was to get at least one load inside of him before he started to think about the implications of unsafe sex with a strange man. Or, perhaps he was one of the beautiful, naive boys that had become so wonderfully common over the past few years. Raised on a steady diet of bareback porn and little to no guidance on safer sex, they hardly even knew to ask about my status or for a condom. "Oh fuck," Jay groaned again, as my cock pushed a little deeper. Every inch of him was still virgin territory, a landscape of pleasure that I was going to get to explore, enjoy, and ultimately poison with my toxic loads. "You feel so good inside of me," he said. "Come here, boy." I wrapped my arms around his torso, and pulled him down. Up close, I could see his green eyes, framed by the black glasses he wore. He hadn't taken them off when we had gotten undressed; and it helped him seem a little older than the just-barely-eighteen that I feared he was. I didn't bother to take them off. Jay naturally sought out my mouth, and we enjoyed a deep intimate kiss. I allowed his tongue into my mouth and felt him explore it. "This feels so good," I said, in between our making out. "I'm so glad I can do this with you." It was shameless, but it didn't matter. I had paid dearly for the pleasure of his hole and there had been a premium for the privilege of pozzing him up. The last thing I wanted was for him to feel anything less than treasured by me. For the rest of the night, I would constantly remind him of the pleasure he was getting. Hopefully, he would remember this visceral, animal enjoyment of sex. Tomorrow, there would be an intellectual fear, of the risks he had taken, but by then, it would be too late. "Fuck, Rod. Your cock. Inside me," Jay said, as he pushed himself back up to ride my dick like an experienced slut. I needn't have worried about the G. He was flying on the G. It would further reduce the chances that Jay would ask about a condom. Of course, they were remote in the first place. Even I couldn't turn down the feeling of a thick raw cock in my hole, and I was mostly top. Jay on the other hand had all the makings of a true bottom. The lure of raw cock and fertile seed would be too hard for him to resist even sober, much less with the GHB further fueling his depraved needs. Any second thoughts I might have had about dosing Jay were quickly dissipating as he thrust his hole against my body, pushing my cock deeper into his body. He was riding me hard and fucking himself deep all at the same time. He was smiling, his eyes closed in the pleasure of having another man's cock deep in his hole. Of course, his dick was also betraying his base emotions. It was sticking straight up, hard with the slightest hint of pre-cum at the tip. I wanted Jay to have fun tonight. Not so much that I would pull out of him, but I wanted him to always associate tonight with pleasure. Of course, this was not entirely altruism on my part. I wanted Jay to associate pleasure with bareback sex. I wanted him to equate partying with gratification. I must have been staring at him, because when he finally opened his eyes again, he paused for a moment. "This is cool, right?" he asked. His voice quivered a bit; he was afraid the answer would be a no, and his moment of happiness would be shattered. "Hell yeah," I said, pushing my cock back inside of him. He gasped, his dick throbbed, and he clenched his muscles around my shaft. I could feel how much he needed a cock inside of him. "Feels so good to be inside you. To feel you like I really wanted to." "You wanted me?" he asked. He was at that age where every man was beautiful, but so few of them knew it. His innocence was charming and made my balls ache for the possibility to defile him. In between the waves of pleasure radiating out from my shaft, I remembered that I needed to cum inside of him. It was important that I did it before he began to wonder about getting fucked raw. The GHB I did would make it harder to cum, but this was a challenge that I relished. "Yeah," I said. "Fucking hot young man." "Thanks," he said. He blushed. "It's just..." "Your first time, right?" I asked. I already knew the answer; even if he had never said it out right, he had hinted at it. "Yeah," he said. "And?" I asked. "Do you like it? Getting fucked?" I reached out and grabbed his cock. It was shorter than me, maybe only six or seven inches, but it was still thick enough to have some weight. Plus, it was filled with blood. It was stiff, hard, and masculine. "Your dick says you like it." "Yeah," he said. "I do." He pushed his body against my hips, forcing my cock deeper into him. "It feels amazing. Like..." He trailed off, his eyes closing, as he got lost in the sensation of my dick sliding in and out of his ass. He didn't know it, but he had already lost everything that would be precious to him: his innocence and virginity, his health, and his sobriety. In addition to my cock deep in his hole and my toxic pre-cum leaking into him, the drugs were also coursing through his blood. Of course, this was just the beginning for Jay. There would be plenty more of everything for him later. He'd get more dick, more infected cum, and plenty more drugs to ease his transition from good boy to dirty whore. Just thinking about Jay getting used and degraded got my dick pulsing. There was the familiar tingle at the tip as my dirty fantasies and Jay's eager fucking pushed me closer and closer to the edge of orgasm. "You're enjoying it too, I think," Jay said. I smiled. "I am. It feels good to be inside you. I'm glad you are letting me share this experience with you." I pushed my cock deeper into Jay, eliciting a groan of pleasure from him. It was a low, deep, intense groan, enough for me to feel it in the center of my dick. I tried my best, but it was too much for me. My balls had already clenched up and were ready to unload. "Ohhhhh, fuuuuuuuuuck," he groaned again. It was another deep-shaft massage for me, and I stopped holding back. "Oh fuck, yes," I grunted. A volley of sperm coursed down the length of my shaft, and erupted into Jay. "Fuuuuuuuck," he continued, at the exact same moment my toxic sperm shot into his ass. He wouldn't be able to feel my orgasm, unless I let him know. But, it wasn't time to tell him I was cumming in him. At least not yet. It would come, hopefully after I had a chance to give him a second or even third load. "You feel so fucking good," I said, through clenched teeth, trying not to reveal my body-shaking orgasm. I was happy, because the young boy's hole had been anointed with another man's cum. Jay was just extraordinarily unlucky that my cum happened to be unmedicated, high-viral-load, dirty pozjuice. I slammed my cock back into Jay, shooting another jet of warm cream into his hole. "Oh fuck," Jay finally said. It was the same word, but a different tone of voice. He was back in control of himself, no longer giving himself over to the sexual beast that we had unleashed. "That is so fucking hot. Your cock. So hard. In my hole." "So hot and wet," I said, completing his sentence. "It's hard not to want to go all the way." "I know. I want to feel you cum inside me." I smiled, and nodded. He continued. "But I want to enjoy this ride a long, long time." "Don't worry boy," I said. "I'm good for several loads." "It just..." He stammered a bit, the sex demon was re-asserting itself. "so fucking hot to feel you inside me." He leaned down. A bit of my shaft pulled out of him, and my dickhead rubbed some of my sperm into his ass. "So...right," he said. "I know." My cock was throbbing as we talked and gently working my load into the boy. He had leaned all the way down, his face now only a few inches from mine. Even in the low light of the patio, I saw the familiar glazed look on his face. He was G'ed out, and every sensation would have dark, sexual overtones for him. It was a seductive sensation; he would spend the rest of his life chasing after this feeling. It was the feeling of being a little high and a lot horny, the horniness giving him permission to chase after pure pleasure. "I just...I just....want you." He bit his lip, trying to deny himself the pleasure he was feeling. "I want you in me. Just like this." I risked going a little further. "You like my pre-cum in you?" "Oh fuck yeah," Jay said. He pushed and forced more of my shaft back into his hole. "Oh yeah," he moaned, his eyes closing in pleasure. I stopped worrying. I had gotten the all-important first load into him. It counted for bragging rights; the next load and the ones that followed would just be practice, re-enforcing Jay's very first fuck. "You inside me. Your pre-cum dripping into me." I smiled. Aiden would be pleased at how Jay was turning out. He might have been a bit shy at first and uncertain about the possibilities of two males having fun together. But he was learning quickly and getting used to how good a dick up his ass could feel. He was fucking himself hard on my cock. "Fuck me, please, Rod. Fuck me hard. Fuck me deep. Just fucking fuck me," he grunted. I slammed my cock into him. If he kept this up, between the dirty talk and the tight fuzzy hole on my dick, I was going to cum a second time. "Please man. Give it to me. Give me that hard cock," Jay murmured. He was still pressed against me, his lips right against my ear. He was just whispering, but he was close enough for me to hear every desperate syllable. "Oh fuck, Rod. Don't take it out of me. Your fucking dick, Rod, it's inside me." He reached down between his legs and found the margin between us, where my cock stretched open his hole and entered his body. I felt his finger press against my shaft. He only succeeded in making me drip even more of my pre-cum into his hole. "Oh fuck Rod," he whispered. Jay's body was pressed against mine. He was shaking, but whether from fear, excitement, pleasure or a mixture of all three, I couldn't tell. I pulled him closer to me and his warm skin pressed against mine. He was clenching his hole tight around my cock as hard as he could, not wanting a single millimeter of my cock to slide out of him. "Relax boy. This can go on as long as you need it to," I whispered into his ear. His torso relaxed a bit, but his hole was just needy as before. "Please, Rod. Give it to me. Give me all of it." It was easy to convince myself that he wasn't talking just about my cock, but about everything that my cock stood for: the drugs I indulged in, the forbidden fantasies that I enacted, the money I traded for sex, and the virus that I transmitted with every load of cum. I gave him a long kiss. "I'll give you everything you've ever dreamt of." Of course, nightmares were also dreams. It wasn't my business to know Jay's nightmares; it was my business to act out my fantasies. "But just for now. For me." "Yes?" Jay asked, anticipating a request from me. "Just enjoy yourself. Just focus on the pleasure." "I want to you focus on the pleasure too, Rod. I want to make you happy." "Don't worry," I replied. "You're doing a fine job. A damn fine job making me happy." Something clicked for me at that moment. I remembered that I was paying for this. There was no obligation for me to do anything but enjoy myself. It was my time to be a selfish, greedy fucker, and to use Jay as the partied-up fucktoy that he was. "Oh fuck," I grunted, and pushed my dick further into Jay. I felt the spooge already up there slide past my dickhead. "Oh fuck, Rod. Keep it in me." Did he not know how hard it was not to understand his sex-crazed demands as anything other than begging to be pozzed up? "Give it to me." "Of course, Jay," I said. My cock went back into the depths of his hole. My engorged dickhead and thick shaft pressed my first gift deeper into Jay. Jay deserved it. He was still young and he would have many years of spreading the virus before he would succumb to the ravages of drugs and illness. I wanted my seed to spread, and Jay was the latest in a long line of vessels by which I would infect my entire world. "Fuck, that feels amazing," Jay groaned. "Fucking amazing." "You want more of it?" I said. Jay just nodded; he was gasping for breath in perfect synchrony with my strokes. "Come on," I continued. "Sit on it." I gently pushed him back up, where his body weight and gravity conspired to force even more of my shaft into his body. It was also very clear just how turned-on Jay was. His dick was sticking straight up, just as hard as my cock was. And, just like my cock, there was a bead of pre-cum at the tip. I ran my finger across it, then licked my finger. It tasted clean and fresh; there was no hint of the virus that contaminated my semen. At least, there was no hint yet. "Oh fuck," Jay moaned, as he settled down onto my cock. "So fucking big. So deep in me." "Just relax," I said. "Just enjoy the feeling of getting fucked. Of my cock deep inside of you." Jay closed his eyes, threw his head back, and grunted in pure pleasure. I wanted to spend all night fucking the boy. I wanted to massage my load into him, make sure that my seed found fertile soil to colonize and grow. But, Aiden would be out shortly to check on us, and he would more plans for Jay. It was a much higher fee to have exclusive use of a boy's hole, and I had yet to meet the boy that wasn't improved with the seed of several men soaking into him. I reached down and played with Jay's dick. The boy had a nice dick, a good length plus a thick, meaty shaft. He was still hard and was still dripping pre-cum. It made my own cock throb to think how turned-on Jay was, and how much he deserved several more loads in him. I would have to cum soon if I wanted one of those to be a second one from me. "Oh fuck Jay," I grunted, as he started to ride my cock, practically milking me for every drop of pre-cum I could give him. "Fucking ride that goddamn cock." "Oh fuck," Jay groaned again. Out of the corner of my eye, I thought I saw the patio door slide open. But I didn't care; Edward threw these parties specifically for us to bareback whoever we wanted and get to breed their holes. Nailing an innocent neg boy on the balcony was not just tolerated, it was expected. "Oh hell yes," he grunted. He had either not seen what I had, or had ignored it. I pushed my dick against his hips, forcing myself deep into him. I held it there, just long enough to feel the familiar, wonderful tingle of an impending orgasm. Jay instinctively knew what to do, and began to rock to and fro on my dick, massaging me to the very edge of orgasm. "Oh god," I moaned. "This is fucking amazing." I stopped trying to hold back any longer. He was practically begging me to cum into him. He didn't care that I was poz. Or, rather, I knew he wouldn't care. He was high on G and his ass would be hungry like never before. The GHB had activated pathways of pleasure that had never been triggered before, and Jay was reveling in the infinitely familiar yet profoundly new sensations. He moaned, "Oh fuck. Give it to me please!" "Oh hell yeah," I grunted. "Oh Hell YEAH!" I turned my head to one side for a second, and I saw Aiden standing just behind Jay, where the young man couldn't see. He smiled at me and gave me a two-thumbs-up sign. Any lingering doubt about permission was erased; Jay's pimp had just given me clearance to seed the young man's hole. Now, all that mattered was getting off and filling Jay with my toxic seed. "Come on, Rod," Jay grunted, "Come on. Give me all of it." The tingle of orgasm had grown, and I was only seconds away from exploding in his ass for the second time tonight. In the quest to infect a boy, depth of seeding was important, as was the virulence and potency of the seed. But nothing really made up for sheer quantity. The more toxic seed I pumped into the whore-boy, the better his chances of getting infected. I pushed my dick as deep as I could and let my animal instincts take over. My balls pulled up, tightened, and a spurt of semen started to barrel down the length of my shaft. "OH HELL YEAH," I grunted, almost loud enough to penetrate the windows of the rooms around me. I didn't care. I was breeding a hot young stud, filling him with my pozcum, and there was nothing between us to protect him. "OH HELL YEAH," I repeated. A second spurt of cum shot down the length of my dick, and deep into Jay's hungry hole. "Oh god," Jay mumbled. "It feels so good." He was having trouble processing all the sensations that were colliding: his first time on GHB, the first night with another man, and certainly the first time getting fucked using cum as a lube. I wasn't surprised that he wasn't able to say much. It didn't matter. My dick was still dribbling my virulent seed into the boy, which was only making the feelings more intense. "I don't want to stop. "Oh yeah," I said. The initial intensity of the orgasm had been expended in launching my seed deep into Jay's ass. The furious urgency had been dealt with, and it was time to focus on my dick. I was rubbing my shaft against every inch of Jay's ass, and working my slime into the boy. "Oh fuck, this is nice," I said. "Hell yeah," Jay said. "It's so warm. So comfortable inside me." "It feels so good. How hot your hole is. How wet you are." "It's fucking hot." Jay relaxed his legs a bit, which only pushed my dick a bit further into him. "So hard." "And so deep," I said. "Nice show men," a voice suddenly said. "A very nice show." It was a new voice, one that had not been with us before. I turned to the side, and there was Aiden, less than an arm's breadth from us. Jay also turned to the sound of Aiden's voice. He turned so fast that my dick nearly fell out of him; only me holding onto his waist avoided that fate. "Oh fuck," he said, the tone was one of fear and uncertainty. "I'm sorry, man. I'm so fucking sorry." "What are you sorry for, Jay?" Aiden asked. He was now just wearing a pair of boxers, the light blue fabric was nearly a perfect match to his eyes. "I mean. Me. Your friend. This," Jay stammered. His asshole was clenched tight around my shaft; he might have been embarrassed by being discovered mid-fuck, but he wasn't going to give up my pole. "This is exactly how I had hoped it would turn out. You men enjoying each other. Each other's bodies." He turned to me. "How's it for you?" he asked. "Fucking amazing," I said. "That's what I like to hear," Aiden said. "Seems like you boys are getting along just fine. But you may want to join the party soon. Our friend Tina just showed up, and I'm sure Jay would enjoy meeting her." "I'm sure he would," I said. "Nor would I mind hanging out with her a bit." Jay looked confused, but I didn't care. I'd explain a bit later what Tina was, and show him just how good it could make him feel. "I'll leave you boys alone. Seems like you don't need much help having fun." "See you in a bit," I said. Jay was still clenched around my dick, not yet ready to give it up. I'd have to ease him into the idea of going back to the party. The one carrot I could dangle for him was the promise that he'd be fucked some more. "You want to take a break?" I asked. "See what the party's like?" "I just," he stammered. "I just like this so much." "I know," I said. "And there's plenty more time for this. Time to do it with me, if you want." He nodded. "I guess." He rocked back and forth on my shaft. I could feel the two loads squish back and forth. "Do you need to get off? I mean, do you want to cum?" I reached down and played with his cock. He was still hard and there was more pre-cum at the tip. I licked the pre-cum off my finger, savoring the sweet, innocent flavor. It was going to be one of the last times Jay could claim "innocent" as a description. The gathered guests would be hungry for a fresh piece of ass like Jay. "I already came," I said. "Twice." "Fuck," Jay said. He was quiet, but his ass stayed wrapped around my dick. "Fuck," he repeated. "I've never even cum in a girl's mouth." "And now you've got two loads from me in your ass." "I know," he said. He was still rocking back and forth on my cock. "Two loads. Inside me." His dick was hard in my hand. He was still trying to fathom what I had just told him, and what it meant for his future. "Fuck man." "You ok?" I asked. "Yeah," he grunted, almost more an animal sound than a human voice. "I am," he said. He was still rocking back and forth on my shaft, stimulating my dick and almost daring me to cum a third time. "Really good." "Let's go inside," I said. "I think you're going to enjoy this party. I think you're going to enjoy it a lot." "This is already been amazing," he said. I gently lifted him off my shaft. It came out clean and glossy, slicked down by my cum. "It's just," "Not what you expected?" I asked. He was a stranger in a very strange land indeed now, and I had to remember that. Jay was learning the norms of how men had sex, and it would be a many more nights like this before he had the same instincts as I did. "Yeah," Jay said. He leaned in and kissed me. "But, so hot. You inside me." "My load in you." "Two of your loads in me."

**Fictional story, first time giving this a go** PART FIVE I phoned the third guy, telling him to come to the door. As I did so, I was pulling on my jock, as well as noting the shower room steam up as the second guy, (who had mentioned his name was TJ), stood under the hot cascading water, letting it pour over his hairless and sexy body. Shaking myself into action, I went down to the door to admit the third guy. He was 48, had a beard and a bit of a belly, but I knew him from various online forums. In addition he and I had tag teamed an 18 year old one night in his apartment in the city some two years earlier, and had kept in touch ever since online. He had a hairy body and was heavily tattooed, was packing a seven inch cut cock and was skillful at fucking. We exchanged niceties and walked up the stairs, he even gave me a slap on the ass as I walked in front of him. As we got to the back bedroom where Lucas was lying in wait I received a text message from fourth guy, cancelling his visit. With that I told the third guy "Well, you can take your time now as the guy after you has cancelled and nobody due for nearly two hours." "Don't worry. I'll take care of your boyfriend." "Love you," shouted Lucas as I left the room. "Love you, babe," I replied as the third guy entered the bedroom where Lucas was waiting, stripped off his clothing, and did what came naturally. I went back into our room, finding the shower had stopped and the steam wasn't coming from the en-suite anymore. TJ was now sitting on our bed, balls naked but wearing his baseball cap from earlier. We exchanged smiles as I turned, closed the bedroom door, just as I heard Lucas getting a mild spanking as a preliminary to the main act. Lucas was being taken care of and I didn't need to watch, I had my own fun time planned in my head and it was going according to plan right now! TJ stood up and said "Hope you don't mind, I got the feeling you wanted me to stick around." "You got it exactly right kid. We need to have some fun of our own," I replied. "I'm actually only 24. I know you were looking for 30 plus in your advertisement, so I lied. I just wanted to get off tonight," he blurted out as I walked towards him, my jock straining to keep my rock solid cock down. I smiled, grabbed him and locked lips with him for a few minutes. "Younger the better," I murmured as I pushed him onto the bed. I flipped him over and started to work his hole with my tongue when I heard howling and moaning coming from the back bedroom. Lucas and the third guy were apparently already in the throws of passionate bareback sex and from what I could hear, Lucas was loving every minute of the experience. The scene now in my house was my 20 year old boyfriend, high on poppers, blindfolded and taking raw cock from a 48 year old hairy bloke in one room while I, at 39, was lubing up my seven inch rock solid cock ready to bareback a 24 year old who was laying on his back holding his ankles lying on my bed in our bedroom. The night couldn't get much better....

3. Rod. Things with Jay were progressing exactly as I wanted them to. I'm sure every boy thought that he was a special snowflake, but in reality, it was just like pressing a few buttons. It would be a few years before Jay realized how easily he had been played, but by then, it would be far too late for him to do anything. Plus, more than likely, he would wouldn't even care. If anything, he would come back and thank me for pulling him out of his shell. Of course, there was no way I was going to give this opportunity up. In the pocket of my pants, now lying on the floor of the patio, there was a vial of GHB, along with a few small tablets. I was paying Aiden well over two grand for the pleasure of breaking him in and giving him his first load. In the unlikely event that the easy way didn't work, there were always other ways to get what I want. "Like this?" he said. He practically wagged his ass at me. Aiden had texted me that he had done a bit of coke in the ride to my place, not to mention the G I had already fed him. His mind was tuned for pleasure. Of course, my pleasures were significantly darker than he was expecting. I was planning on giving him a gift that would last him a lifetime. "Exactly," I said. I knelt down behind him. He had taken a shower before going out; his ass smelled like soap and boy-sweat, exactly how I liked it. I leaned in. "Just relax and enjoy it," I said, before pressing my lips against his tender young hole. There was a bit of fuzz on his crack, enough to remind me, if I needed any reminding, that he was a young man at the peak of his game. I ran my tongue around his tight pucker, savoring the taste of sweat. "Oh god," he moaned. He had admitted that he didn't even know what rimming was, much less ever had it done to him. "Oh god," he repeated. I grabbed his hips, holding him in place, as I repeated my simple action. I felt him shaking. He had no idea of the pleasure his ass was able to give him, and this first contact was both exciting and scary. He had years of conditioning about what was right, not to mention years of repressing his instincts. I was going to destroy all of those tonight. By the end of the night, he was finally going to be far more than just an occasional cocksucker. "Oh fuck," he grunted again, as my tongue worked over his hole. I took enough time away from the critical task of licking his asshole to ask him a quick question. "Good?" I asked. "Oh yeah. Please. Don't stop." He further emphasized his needs by pressing his ass against my face. He almost suffocated me between the muscular perfection of his cheeks. I didn't mind at all. If I had to die, I wanted it to be like that. But, I pushed back on him just enough for to be able to breathe. "Oh fuck,' he moaned again, as my tongue pushed into his hole. "You're licking my..." he started, before he got lost again in the pleasure of getting his ass eaten. "Relax," I said. I dove back into his hole, finding a new point of pleasure, and launching him into a higher orbit of pleasure. "Just enjoy it." My own dick was now sticking straight out, hard and ready. Any inhibitions the young man might have had were unable to withstand the attack of my talented tongue. My dick knew this, and was eager to begin its attack as well. I knew that Aiden had not told Jay about my HIV status. If Jay asked me, I would give a careful non-answer, one that he was far too young and naive to know was a non-answer. It was a bit deceitful of me, but the virus had changed me in particular ways. The infection had re-wired my mind. It was a subtle re-wiring, nothing overt or obvious. But I understood how the Africans had developed the superstition that sex with a virgin would cure AIDS. At least I knew enough to know that it was hardly a cure. Far from it, it was just the virus's way of ensuring its own survival. "Please," Jay begged me. "Don't stop that." Of course, in the day, maybe two days from now, Jay would think back, and wonder what he had done. He would be scared. But now, he was asking me as clearly as possible to continue, so I did. I pushed my tongue into his hole, opening him up and lubricating him. He took one hand off the railing, and began to play with his cock. For now, I let him, but if he was going to cum, it was going to be on my schedule, not on his. I returned to running my tongue around the edges of his hole. "Oh god," Jay moaned. "I want it in me." My dick jerked. It knew an invitation to fuck when it heard one, and I was not going to turn it down. Besides the rather handsome sum of money I was paying to Aiden for the pleasure of deflowering Jay, I had not cum in a few days: a combination of travel, schedule, and hoping to find the right hole. Jay's hole was definitely the right one. It was tight like the virgin he was, with the perfect amount of fur around it, all nestled between two perfect halves of an ass. "You want more?" I asked. My balls were heavy; they had been filling up over each of those days with mixture of sperm, virus, and semen. "Oh, fuck yeah," Jay said. It was as clear as an invitation as I could get. He had asked for more. He was going to get more. I licked a finger, and pressed it into him. "Oh god, oh god, oh god," Jay moaned. He was loud when his ass was played with. I wondered if this was just the newness of it all, or if it would continue once he was an experienced bottom. I didn't care; I liked that he was a boy who knew what he wanted, nor, with the help of a bit of alcohol, a bit of coke, and a bit of G, was he afraid to admit what he wanted. Of course, he didn't know everything he was getting when he asked for my dick. My virus was a special gift he wouldn't know about it until it was far too late. Of course, if he asked, I would not lie. But Jay was not the first boy Aiden had found for me to infect with my poz seed. Some had the foresight to ask about my status; they were able to go into the experience with their eyes open, ready to enjoy the special bonding. Others were too blinded by their simple need for seed to even know what to ask. But the best were the ones that didn't care at first and then, when it was nearly too late, they would ask. I wondered which type Jay would be. But, before I got too lost in thought, I turned my attention back to Jay, and his perfect, virginal asshole. Like a tribesman of old, giving thanks to the gods in anticipation of a successful hunt, I was worshipping Jay's ass. I was sticking my tongue deep into him, showing my profound appreciation for his offering to me. It was a good thing as well. Despite remembering the drugs, the poppers, the cockrings and all the other paraphernalia of a sex party, I had forgotten lube. It wasn't a big deal. Spit, pre-cum, and semen were always the best lubes, and I had all three in spades. Already, there was a bead of pre-cum forming at the tip of my dick, the harbinger of a steady stream that would leak out of my shaft and into Jay's waiting body. That was just my pre-cum; the actual load of semen could occasionally be massive. My pre-cum dripping from my dick made me feel like a real man. A powerful man, able to destroy a life with my dick. Ever since the first boy I pozzed up nearly four years ago, this had been something my therapist and I talked about nearly every session. I said it was the virus re-wiring my brain. He said it was my anger at being poz. Either way, there was a list of twenty boys permanently tattooed on my calf. They were my poz sons, the boys and men that I had helped infect. One was already dead, although he had died of a drug overdose, not from my virus. It would not be long before I would have a twenty-first name added to the honor roll. I pushed my tongue deeper into Jay's beautiful hole. I had to be careful: I wanted him open enough that he wouldn't be scared away from future fuckings. But then, I didn't want him so loose that my seed couldn't find the tiny nicks and tears. These holes in his defenses were best installed by his ass being stretched out by a man's raw cock. "Oh, god," Jay moaned. He let go of the railing with one hand, and let it drift down to his groin. He took his dick in his hand. Even just from my rimming, or maybe because of my rimming, Jay's dick was already hard. "Not yet," I said, gently grabbing his wrist and pulling it away from his shaft. I wanted him aroused, but I needed him to cum on my schedule, not on his. Besides, in addition to deflowering and knocking the boy up, I had one more goal. This was a long-term goal and one that wouldn't pay out until long after the initial pleasures had dissipated. I wanted to teach Jay to make his hole the center of his sexual pleasure and satisfaction, rather than his penis. His future customers would thank me for it. The vision of Jay's soft, boy cock dripping out semen as his hole got pounded by some sleazy, poz daddy's raw cock got my dick twitching. The bead of pre-cum had turned into a small rivulet of dick juice, and far too soon, I'd need to stick my manhood into Jay. I ran a finger along the edge of Jay's hole. It opened up for me and gently caressed the tips of my fingers. Where Jay's head was tonight didn't matter; his hole was going to make the next few decisions for him. "Oh god," Jay moaned again. "Stick it in me." It wasn't clear if he meant my finger or my cock. I didn't care. I would push a finger or two into him, to stretch him out some more, but then, I would put my dick inside of him. I was paying more than enough for the privilege, even if he was not entirely aware of the implicit arrangements that had been made with Aiden. "Don't worry," I said. "Patience boy. You'll get what you want soon enough." I pushed the tip of my index finger into his hole. "Oh fuck," Jay grunted. His dick was bouncing with his every breath. It was still erect and firm, which made its gyrations even more pronounced. If I was doing this right, Jay was quickly reaching the point of no return. He would be simply incapable of refusing my cock, and it would be nearly as difficult for him to demand I wear a rubber. "I've never had that done to me." "I can tell," I said. "It's cool. This is just us having fun." I pressed my finger a bit deeper inside of him, just barely touching his prostate. I slowly pushed it in and out of him, stimulating him and further introducing him to the possibilities of anal pleasure. "We can go as fast as you like. And as far as you want." "Oh god. Don't stop yet," Jay moaned. I didn't know Jay very well. I had known him less than two hours and it was hard for me to judge: was his response his own, or was he being pushed past his comfort zone by the GHB Aiden and I had dosed him with. But it really didn't matter how I got Jay to this place. It could have been through careful words and expert tongue work or it could have been through administering contraband drugs. All that mattered was Jay moaning like a bitch in heat, begging for my cock. "I'm not." I pressed my finger in further, feeling how hot his body was, and how easy it was to push my way into his hole. "This is fucking hot, feeling you like this." I pulled my finger out of his hole, rubbed it against the tip of my dick, and coated it with my pre-cum. "Wow," Jay said. I realized that with his torso bent over, leaning against the railing, he could just look down and watch my dick's every twitch. He had been staring as I had coated my finger with my pre-cum, and literally caught me red-handed trying to get my DNA into his hole. "That's fucking hot." He paused, just long enough for the uncertainty build. "Your cock. Dripping like that." "Yeah?" I asked. My hand dropped back down to my dick, and I started to stroke the full length. "You like the way it looks?" "Yeah," he said. There was no hesitation now. He was confident about what he was feeling and what he wanted. "I do." "You've told me you've sucked cock before. You want to try it again?" We were moving from the abstract to the concrete, and from having something done to him to doing something to me. There were milestones on Jay's journey and this was going to be the next big one. Jay hesitated for a moment. "Just try it. See how you like it." "Yeah," Jay finally said. "Yeah. I'd like that. Just.." He paused for a second, searching for the words. "Just. let's keep this between ourselves." "No one else here," I replied. "Good. I just don't want to bring Aiden into this." "Don't worry about Aiden. He won't mind at all. Trust me." The only way Aiden was going to mind about Jay sucking my cock was if the boy did a bad job of it. My thick, hard manhood needed a talented and dedicated cocksucker, not a bumbling novice whose heart wasn't in it. Jay may have been a novice, but I suspected he would be quick to learn exactly how I wanted to be serviced. "You sure?" I hoped that the GHB wasn't wearing off. I would hate for our fun to end prematurely. "I just," he began. The drugs were still in his system and the brief moment of lucidity quickly passed. "I just...I just really want it." "Of course," I said. I stood up, my legs brushing against his, my dick rubbing right up against his crack. "We're just playing around," I said. "Nothing serious." "Good." Jay turned around to face me. I had forgotten how much taller than me he was, and I had to look up to meet his eyes. "Fuck, it's a nice dick," he said, running a hand along the full length of my cock. "Take your time," I said. "We're in no hurry." Everything I said and did was geared towards making each choice Jay made easy and obvious. It would be that much sweeter when my raw shaft sunk into his hungry, wet hole. I reached up, put a hand on his shoulder, and gently pressed him down. I had a responsibility to train him well, and that training began with him learning that if he wanted to suck my dick, he would be on his knees. "Kneel down," I said. "Get a closer look at it." I didn't need to tell him what to do. As soon as I put just the slightest bit of pressure, Jay dropped to his knees. He looked up at me; I hadn't remembered that he still had his glasses on. They gave him a charming innocence. It was going to be delightful to watch my dick disappear into his sweet mouth. He reached out to grab my cock, then stopped himself. "May I?" he asked, with the earnestness of an amateur actor in a sexual assault awareness film. "Of course," I said. "It's here for us to play with. To have fun with." "Good," he said, as fondled my dick. His hands were warm and soft, like a boy's hands should be. "I want to play. There's a lot I need to learn." "There is," I said. "But mostly, just do what comes naturally." Jay's explorations of my dick had continued as we talked, and he had reached my cockhead. It was now slick with the accumulated pre-cum, and his fingertips glided over the sensitive skin. "Oh yeah," I grunted, as he found a rhythm and started to jerk me off. "You like that?" he asked. He didn't stop. "Oh yeah," I said. I reached down and ran a hand through his hair. The sides of his head were shaven, and he had longish hair at the top and back. It was blond and thick, full with a bit of gel in it. It was exactly what I had imagined his hair would feel like. "You want to taste it?" I asked. He looked up at me. His blue eyes were even more dilated than the dark patio required. It was the drugs still in his system. "You sure?" he asked. He left his mouth slightly open, and ran his tongue over his lips. It wasn't clear if he knew just how much he was teasing me or not. "Yeah," I said. "I think you'd enjoy feeling a dick in your mouth again. And I'd love to feel your mouth on my tool." He leaned in further, his breath warm against the skin stretched over my dick. "Come on," I said. I had grabbed the back of his head and was applying just enough pressure for him to know what was expected of him. "Take care of me." "Oh fuck," Jay grunted. He opened his mouth further, enough for the tip of my cockhead to slide in. His tongue ran over the slit at the top and lapped up a fresh drop of pre-cum. "Mmmmmmm," he moaned, as he wrapped his lips around the stiff shaft. I was now officially inside of Jay; I was only the second man to get my dick this far with him. "Oh fuuuck," I murmured. A blow job always felt good. To be one of the first guys a man had ever blown felt even better. Knowing that I was also infecting him with my virus felt best of all. I wanted to hold his head in place and fuck Jay's throat. But I remembered that I had to play the long game; all that needed to happen tonight was to inseminate the young man. "You like that?" Jay managed to say, even with a few inches of my dick in his mouth. "Oh yeah," I said. "Don't talk. Just focus on what's important." "Your dick is important." "It is," I said. I put a little more pressure on the back of his head. "Focus," I said. "If you make it feel good, it will make you feel good." Jay took the hint, and returned his attention to sucking my dick. He wasn't bad at it; for only the slightest bit of practice, he had a natural talent. He knew enough to avoid his teeth, and seemed to find a pace that was both natural and arousing. "That's what I want to feel," I continued. He looked up at me. I thought he was going to say something, but he only forced himself to take more of my dick. As I said, he had a natural talent for sucking dick. I hoped his ass was going to be just as welcoming. "Fuck," I grunted. "That feels good." "Oood," he said. It was hard for him to talk, with my dick pressing against the back of his throat. Yet he was still smiling, seemingly oblivious to the discomfort of my dick practically in his throat. "Oood," he moaned again as one more inch of my cock disappeared into his mouth. "All the way?" I asked. I rubbed my hand along the back of his head, gently pushing a bit more of my cock into his mouth. My dickhead was pressing against the back of his mouth, waiting for the thrust that would push my shaft into his throat. Jay's eyes widened, and I thought he was smiling a bit more. "Esss Er!" he said. It took me a moment to realize he had just called me Sir. But there was nothing else that gagged garble of sounds could have been. "Fuck yes, boy. Take all of my dick." Both hands were now pulling on his skull, slowly but deliberately pushing my dick into his throat. "Uuck, Er!" There was panic on Jay's face as my dick entered his throat, cutting off his airway. "Relax," I said. "Swallow, and hold your breath for a second." His throat was contracting around my cock, and he was seconds away from gagging. I felt him swallow, the gentle massage of the length of my cock. Then a stillness, as he stopped trying to breathe air, and instead inhaled my cock. "That's it. Show me how much you like my dick." Jay made no attempt to reply. Instead he looked up at me, still wearing his nerd-core glasses, and jammed the last inch of my dick down his throat. I stared at his lips wrapped around the base of my dick and his nose deep in my pubes. It was a really good start to the night; Jay was on his knees, willingly choking on my cock. It would be a natural progression to my cock inside his hole. When my raw cock entered his hole, Jay was going to lose two things that were very valuable and precious. First, I was going to take his virginity from him. He would never be able to get that back. Second, and far more valuable, I would take his health and innocence. My balls were churning, full of my infected semen. I would inject it deep in him, where his defenses were the weakest. It would take a few weeks, but the virus would infiltrate his body, defeat his immune system, and make him forever diseased. "Oh fuck that feels good," I said. His eyes were closed now, concentrating on not gagging. He was no longer smiling and instead, all of his attention was focused on pleasuring my cock. The expression on his face was somewhere between agony and discomfort as he struggled to keep all of my shaft in his throat. "Don't stop. Let me fuck your throat." Jay's eyes widened. The reality of sex between men was sinking in. It wasn't the soft coupling of a man and a woman. It was a rough, aggressive display of power and dominance, and in this round, I came out on top. It was going to be hard for Jay to change these roles. Even with just one session, the pattern was set and he was here for my pleasure. "Fucking don't want to cum yet," I grunted, pulling Jay's head off my dick a bit. "Want to enjoy your throat a long time." Jay was gasping, both for breath and for more of my cock. It was a pathetic display of hunger and need from the young man, and it only made my dick drip more. "I want your load," Jay said. "I know you do," I said. I was paying Aiden a lot of money to give Jay my load. There was no way I was going to give up the opportunity to breed him. "And I want you to have my load. A lot." I grabbed the back of his head, and pulled him back down on my cock. "But all in good time." Jay smiled again, not knowing just what I had in mind. This time, I was relentless. I needed my dick buried in his throat, and I was going to do it on my schedule. I pushed him down on my dick, not even pausing as my dickhead forced itself into his throat. "Oh, hell yeah," I grunted, as his lips hit the base of my dick. "Oh fuck, you are a natural cocksucker." Jay's eyes bulged, and his smile was quickly replaced by a panicked expression. "Ugggh," he started to say, but I pushed another millimeter of dick into him. It seemed like nothing, but it was enough to shut him up. It was also just enough to gag him. "Work through it," I said, quietly but firmly. I didn't let go of his head. Jay was going to have to learn how to deep throat and nothing was going to be accomplished by coddling him. "Learn how to breathe cock."

Mostly the guys who would work on my dad's farm. They would take me up to the barn and bend me over the bails of hay. The first one was 17 when I was 12. He told his other buddies and they would pass me around on a regular.

I think if you are barebacking then cum should go in you.

I am a small smooth Asian bottom that really becomes a pussy bitch when a big cock is plowing me. I'm 5'1 and 120 lbs and 4 in cut - keep my crack smooth and smooth everywhere else except my legs which I sometimes shave. I'm pretty masculine or not femme in public but when I'm with a larger white, black, Latino or Arab guy with a big hairy bod and Huge cock I melt into being a total slutty bitch that needs that cock pumping me. When I'm in bed, my sole purpose in existence is to get the cock of a more powerful masculine male into my snatch and make him feel like a God.

i'm a small asian!!! but not thai. 3/4 chinese. and small but not super small. cause i'm about 5"8 (unlike some you might see at 5"2). but i'm skinny...which i love =)