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1. Jon "No need for it to stop at all," I said. I had just watched Seth fuck my husband, and my dick was once more sticking out rock-hard between my legs. It felt good to be erect again, to feel the power of masculinity in my hands, and to know what hidden power flowed in my bloodstream. "Ready for another load?" Almost simultaneously, Cal and Seth turned to me. But, rather than looking at me squarely in the eyes, their attention was focused on my erection. "Yeah," the two of them muttered at the same time, a chorus of unmitigated desire. "Thirsty boys," JP said. I nodded in agreement. It was good to see that Seth was so comfortable around us that he was able to express his needs so readily. It would make the rest of the weekend much more fun for all of us. In addition, I hoped it would make it far easier for him to accept the path we all wanted him to walk down. "I think we should give the guest of honor first dibs," I said. I wanted to get back inside of Seth and I wanted my load to find fertile ground. Seth smiled and edged a bit closer to me on the bed. "I think tonight, I want Variety," he said. I reached out and grabbed him, pulling him up against me. On the other side of the bed, I saw Cal and JP embrace. JP was playing with Cal's hard cock but I knew that was only foreplay. In a few minutes, JP and I would have our raw cocks in the younger men. "How did it feel?" I whispered into Seth's ear. His body was pressed against me, and I could feel how hot and sweaty he was from fucking JP. "Fucking my husband?" I grabbed his ass, my finger instinctively searching out his hole. Seth moaned as my fingertips brushed against his anus. "Amazing," he finally said. "Hot. Wet. Hungry." I stuck the tip of my finger into Seth's wet hole, and the boy moaned again. "It felt really good to be inside of him." He reached down and grabbed my erection. Despite the activity of the night, it was once more a steel shaft. "To be where you have been so many times." "Yeah," I said. When we first started dating, I had counted every time we had fucked, but quickly lost track. It had been a different era; the virus we both bore was still scary and unpredictable and demanded soul-deadening layers of protection. But it hadn't mattered with JP. We could fuck raw. We could lose the inhibitions that had held us back and re-discover the stimulations that had gotten us infected. "He's a good fuck," I said. It was a gross summary, but it was enough. "Yeah," Seth said, almost wistfully. I felt his dick press against my thigh; with the energy of youth, he was hard again. "But I wanna get fucked again." He reached down and grabbed my dick. "Fucking hard daddy dick." I kissed him. It had been hot to hear him call JP his daddy. I remembered the conversation with JP earlier, about Seth joining our family and about Seth getting my full potency. "I want another load of that hot daddy cum in me," Seth said. He didn't know it, but he made a decision. I wasn't going to stop the fun tonight in order to take my meds. My dick must have twitched. "Yeah," Seth said. "You wanna pound it into me?" This weekend's fucking would be purely symbolic; it would be several days before the last of the toxins cleared from my bloodstream and my virus would be able to flourish once more. It was the curse of being the responsible adult. I was the one who took care of the family, the one who made sure the drugs where clean and fresh and the one who made sure we all stayed healthy enough. But I was also the one who made sure our conquests went home not just conquered but utterly defeated. So, this evening, it had fallen to me to ensure that Seth had no line of defense against my family's weapons. Seth had never even bothered with a physical barrier, and JP and I had already replaced his chemical weapons. Now, it was my job to work in the toxic seed that my husband and our boy had already donated to Seth. I kissed the young man again. "I do," I said. "I want fuck you deep. And shoot my load into you." "I want that," Seth said. "I want it inside of me. Fucking me. Breeding me." "Me too," I whispered into his ear. We kissed again, our tongues exploring each other's mouths. My dick was twitching, unhappy with our foreplay. I repressed the urge to just shove it into Seth. There was plenty of time this weekend for us to play. I wanted to get to know Seth better and get him to better trust me. "You feel so good on the inside." "I want it," he said. We continued to kiss as Seth gently stroked my cock, teasing it into a perfect erection. Beside us, Cal was already on his back with legs spread wide and JP was lining his cock up. "Give it to me," Cal mumbled. "Give me your poz cock." There was a grunt from JP, a sound I knew well as the sound of him pushing his dick into a wet hole. "Oh fuck," Cal moaned in pleasure. Seth turned to watch for a second, just in time to see JP's long, unsheathed pozdick disappear into Cal's raw boyhole. "Fuck," he said. "Fuck me?" he asked as he turned around and pulled his cheek back. His asshole was glistening with lube and cum and pulsing with desire. "Please?" he asked again. If I had any doubts about fucking him, the unconcealed need in his voice convinced me. I spit on my hand and quickly lubed up my dick. He had taken so many loads already from me and my family that the spit was superfluous. But it was part of the ritual, making sure that he got as many of my fluids as possible. "Of course, boy," I said. My dickhead was pulled to his asshole like a magnet, and it was trivial to line up for the penetration. I rested some of my weight on the boy and there was a pop sound. I had forced my cock into him. "Fucking fat daddy cock," Seth mumbled. He spread his legs slightly and several inches of my dick slid into his anus. "Long daddy dick," Seth grunted. He arched his back and another three inches of my cock entered him. "I want all of it." I pushed the last few inches into him. With the exquisite sensitivity of bareback sex, I felt each lake and reservoir of semen in his ass as I pushed deep into him. I believed I could even tell the difference between the three men, the youthful energy of Cal's spooge, the mature wisdom of JP's jizz, and the repressed power of my own semen. "Fuck boy," I grunted. "Gonna give you all of it." "Fuck me hard, Daddy" Seth grunted, as we began to find a rhythm for our strokes and parries. "Of course boy," I said. "You make my dick feel so fucking good." "Fat fucking Daddy cock," Seth grunted. He pushed his ass back against me, forcing my dick deeper into his hole. "Fucking hot pozdaddy pounding my hole." I paused for a second; I was surprised to hear Seth call me his pozdaddy. But, before I could do anything else, Seth pushed back against my dick again, forcing my infected shaft deeper into his raw hole. "Fucking hard cock, dripping in your hole," I mumbled, not sure what else to say. "But," I started. "But, it's safe," Seth said, completing my sentence. "You're undetectable. I'm on prep. We can enjoy this." "Yeah," I said, as I grabbed his hips and started to properly fuck his hole. The accumulated semen squished back and forth. The feeling of the sperm triggered old feelings of anger and desire. "Your hole. So fucking wet." "It's you cum," Seth said. "Cal's cum. JP's cum." It was anger, that no matter what, I would always be carrying this disease. It would mark me forever and I could only be truly together with another man that carried the same virus. For desire, it was that I wanted to share my gift with so many more men. "And you'll get plenty more this weekend." Even though I had received it from an anonymous man, I wanted Seth to know exactly who had gifted him. "Fuck yeah," Seth said. If he was this open to being fucked and bred when he had just smoked a bit of weed, I wondered what kind of pig Seth would turn into when he was high on crystal meth. If I was lucky, he would be far past worrying about viral load and prep status, and instead, focused solely on the pleasure of two men engaging in raw, uninhibited fucking. "Fucking give me your load, Jon." He craned his head back to meet my lips. We kissed, deeply and passionately, enjoying the feeling of connection we had. I had my cock deep in his hole; he had his tongue deep in my mouth. We were sharing the most intimate of experiences, and all that mattered was the two of us. Even JP and Cal fucking next to us receded into the distance. "Fucking going to breed you boy," I muttered, before sticking my tongue into his mouth. My dick was rock hard. My cock was slick with my family's sperm. My shaft was pounding the boy's hole. I was a man. I was strong and virile. I was masculine and powerful. Underneath me was my boy, still young and inexperienced, but hungry for the exploits he had fantasized about. There was something special about helping a boy discover how perfect getting bred feels and I was ready to be that educator. "Oh god Jon. So fucking hard." I just nodded, and wrapped an arm around his torso, pulling him up against me. "Fucking hot boy. Getting fucked like a pro." He was gasping a bit with each stroke, even as he moaned. "Give it to me," he said. "Give it to me," with each of my strokes. "You're gonna take my dick?" I asked him. He nodded. "Yeah," he said, before repeating his mantra. "Give it to me." "You're gonna take my load?" I asked him. He nodded. "Of course," he said and then promptly repeated his phrase. "You're gonna take any load I tell you to?" The three of us were really just his welcoming party. The real party would begin tomorrow, and the gentle drip of cum that was escaping from his hole would turn into a veritable ocean of sperm. "Please, Daddy," he said. "Please give it to me." I wondered what he thought the "it" was referring to. Was it my cock, my jizz, or my virus? We had talked just enough about barebacking and HIV for me to know that although likely it was my jizz, it was ambiguous enough for me to wonder if he had been talking about my virus. "Give me your hot seed," he muttered, his breath hot against my cheek. If he wasn't thinking about the virus now, he would be tomorrow, when he was high on crystal. Seth was not just opening up emotionally to the reality of HIV. He was also opening up physically. There had been no resistance to me entering his ass and there was a noticeable difference in how easily I penetrated his body. Of course, some of this was because the three of us had been fucking him all night, but this was something more intrinsic than just a well-used hole. Seth had discovered the pleasures of bareback fucking and raw breeding. There was that familiar hunger; JP and I had felt it in each other, I had felt it in Cal, and now I was feeling it in Seth. A few more breedings, and Seth would never be able to tolerate a condom again. But, even though I had figured it out in just a few hours of carnal play, it would take Seth longer to fully understand, accept, and act on his fundamental needs and desires. "Fuck yeah, boy," I said. "Fill that hole with sperm." I pushed him down to the bed and then rolled him onto his side. Using my penis as an axle, I spun him around, onto his back. He rested his legs on my shoulders and I pushed my dick back into him. "Breed you, then fall asleep with my dick in your hole." He smiled. He reached up and pulled me down to him. We were close enough that my lips brushed up against his and his hazel eyes were staring right at me. "Promise?" he whispered. I stuck my tongue into his mouth and we made out for what seemed like an hour but might have only been a few seconds. "I promise, boy," I said. My dick twitched, and a bit of pre-cum leaked into him. It quickly melted away into the pools of semen already inside of Seth. But that didn't matter. If anything, it made it so much hotter. Here was a boy who was discovering the pleasures of getting fucked and I was the main man teaching him just how intense barebacking could be. "Get that hole dripping with cum." "Fuck, please, Jon? Fill me with your dad sperm?" I pushed in hard. I wanted to make him my boy and the only way to do it was to breed him deep. "Make me your boy?" he asked. "Fuck yeah, boy," I said. Between his smile on his face and the hunger in his hole, it was impossible to deny him something as simple and essential as a load of cum. "Fill you up good." He craned his neck up, and we kissed. There was no shame, no hesitation as we made out. It was a celebration of how close we had become and how important raw fucking was to that connection. "Thank you," he said. Beneath me, I felt his hard cock press into my torso. The hair on my stomach was already wet and sticky from the pre-cum Seth's cock was leaking out. "You're hard again boy," I said. "I know," he replied. "That's what getting fucked does to me. Specially getting fucked raw." "My husband's ass wasn't enough for you?" I asked. "I'm not sure I'm ever going to get enough," Seth said. "Good answer." The words barely expressed the hunger in his voice. It was good. I could work with his hunger. It would be good for both of us; we would both learn. Most of all, it would be fun. "I bet Cal wouldn't mind getting a load from you," I said. "Wh," he started and then paused. "What about you?" He was too young and too naive to have any guile about him. He was utterly transparent about his anxiety; it would have been far too easy to torment him by refusing to answer the question. But I had a much different tastes when it came to tortures and torments, and besides, his cock was hard, thick, and long. Of course I wanted to feel him fucking me. "You? Fucking me?" There was still a place to lightly torment the boy. He nodded. His ass had clenched around my dick, milking out a few more drops of my toxic pre-cum. He nodded. "Yeah," he said. His ass was still clenched tight. He was afraid I was going to pull out, deny him any pleasure at all. "Of course. You're going to be fucking me a lot. Trust me." He relaxed, and I pulled a few inches of my cock out. I glanced down, long enough see just how wet his hole was and how it had coated my shaft. "But tonight. Tonight, it's all about you." "Good. And tomorrow?" "Tomorrow. That's also about you. It's a party and you're the guest of honor." "Fuck," Seth grunted. I had just shoved my dick back into his hole; it was hard to tell if he was reacting to the party or to my cock. "Plenty of men coming over," I continued. "Plenty of cum for this beautiful hole." "I know," he said. He pulled me in close again and kissed me. "Your cum inside of me," he said. "It feels so good." "My cum. JP's cum." Before I could say it, he finished for me. "Cal's cum. In me." "Yeah," I said, then kissed him again. My raw dick was deep in his unprotected hole. His body was pressed against mine. His tongue was in my mouth. These were the pleasures that men would do anything to enjoy. "I'm dripping inside you." "I know. I can feel you." "You're going to get a lot more cum tomorrow." "I know." "Are you ready," I asked. "I think. I'm excited. And..." He trailed off a bit. "Scared?" I asked. "Yeah," he said. "A bit." He paused again. "Is that. I mean. Is that ok?" "Of course. It's natural." I kissed him again and pushed my dick all the way into his hole. I wanted him to feel me against him, make him feel safe and protected with me around. "Are you worried about anything in particular?" "I dunno. Everything. What if they don't like me?" "Like you?" I asked. "What if they don't think I'm hot? What if they don't like that I'm like them." "Relax, boy," I said. I moaned, as my cockhead rubbed up against an undisturbed pool of cum. The warm wetness squished around the flare of my dick. "You're plenty hot." I gently pushed in and out, just enough to spread semen further across his guts. "And like them?" "You know. One of them. In the club." His ass clenched again. "My boy. People care about your ass. Not your HIV status. Besides, these days, with Prep, who cares?" "My ass," he mumbled. "Do you like it?" "Yeah." I pushed my dick back into his hole. "You feel that? That's what your ass does to me. And you? You like that?" I thrust in and out of him. "Fuuuck," he moaned. I had managed to find his prostate and rubbed it with my dick. "Oh fuuuuck," he continued, his eyes rolling back in pleasure. "Fucking need a dick in me every night." "Several times a night." "Hell yeah," he said. He reached down and ran his finger around his hole, finding the line where he ended and I began. It was a dense, slippery, thin line and his finger ran around it, tracing out the exact circle where our bodies merged together. "You feel so good in me. So hard. So deep. So... male." "It feels to be in you. Feel you accepting me. So comfortable with me." "Please," he murmured. "Cum in me." His eyes were closed, and his hand had drifted from his hole to his cock. "I wanna fuck you too. Get my cock inside you." He slowly stroked his cock, already hard again so soon after fucking JP. "And inside Cal. And back into JP." I shoved my dick into him. "You want that? My cock inside of you?" "Yeah. All in good time, though." I kissed Seth again. This time, we took our time, swapping spit back and forth, listening to the grunts and groans of Cal and JP fucking beside us and to our own small moans and murmurs as we worked together to get me off. "Plenty of time to have a good time," he finally replied, as the kiss broke off. "Plenty of time." Beside us, JP's thrusts were getting faster, as his grunts were getting louder. It was a familiar tell from a man I knew intimately. He was getting close to cumming. "He's gonna cum," I said. "In Cal's hole. Raw hole." I sunk my dick into Seth. It was still slippery and wet from the accumulated cum and even so, I was going to add yet another load to his collection. "Fuck," he grunted, and pulled his legs back a little more, letting me push in even further. "Fuck me," he said. "Give it to me," Cal grunted. "Give me your poz load." "Fuck yeah, boy," JP said in reply. "Fill you up boy." "Give it to me." "Fucking take it!" JP moaned. His cock was thick and hard, pushing far into Cal's young, lithe body. "Take my load." "Give it to me. Knock me up," Cal grunted in response. "You're going to give me a load, aren't you?" Seth whispered into my ear. "Just like JP is breeding Cal?" "Yeah. For sure." We were both watching JP fuck Cal. "Fucking TAKE IT," JP said, louder than I think he expected. His cock slammed into Cal's hole one last time. Then, JP held it there as he gasped for air. "TAKE IT." "Breed me," Cal grunted as JP resumed his thrusts. But, these were longer and deeper. Each one was powered by the force of the orgasm and pushed deep into Cal's hole. "He's getting breed deep," I whispered into Seth's ear. "You want that?" "Yeah," Seth replied. His eyes were locked on the two men next to us. His expression suggested either aroused or repulsion, but his hard cock made it easy to figure out. "Fucking hot. Your raw dick in me. Dripping in me. Cumming in me." "Me too," I said. JP had plunged his cock into Cal one more time and then held it. "I love you boy," he said, before the two men kissed. "Fuck," Seth said. His dick was once more stiff, only this time there was a bead of pre-cum at the tip. "That was hot." "Yeah," I said. "I love you too," Cal replied. The two kissed again. It was an intimacy between two men that had built up over the years, a level of comfort and trust that could only be brought about by sharing fluids and all that came with them. "Fluid-bonded," they called it. It was a euphemism. Bug-brother was a better term. For a brief moment, I worried that Prep would kill that intimacy. But then I remembered my own poz cock, buried deep in a young man's unprotected hole. The virus always found a way. "I'm going to cum in you too," I said. "Good," Seth said. This time it was our turn to kiss. I let Seth's tongue push into my mouth and explore. As we kissed, Cal and JP disentangled themselves from each other. It was always a slightly awkward affair, pulling a man's cock from another man's ass. But the two men had years of experience doing it and executed as well as could be expected. Cal rolled over, just enough to be lying next to Seth. JP moved over, kneeling on the bed right behind me. JP wrapped an arm around me, pulling me close against his hairy chest. He leaned in and whispered into my ear. "Poz up our new boy," he said, just loud enough for me, and no one else, to hear. "Take my man's load," Cal whispered into Seth's ear. "Please, give it to me," Seth grunted. "Fucking fill me up." Seth was drifting into dangerously sleazy territories. The pot had lowered the boy's inhibitions quite a bit; it was going to be exciting to see what some tina would help him accomplish. JP had been thinking the same thing. "He's gonna be a real pig when he's tweaked," he whispered. Once more only the two of us could hear his commentary. I leaned back, pushing my dick further into Seth's hole. "I know. You should dose him." "With pleasure," JP answered. His cock had instinctively found my crack. It was still semi-hard and I felt the wetness from Cal's hole against my ass. "Just want to see you breed him," JP continued, this time loud enough for the boys to hear him. "You want my man to breed you?" Cal asked Seth. "Please, breed me," Seth answered. "Pound me raw and breed me deep," he managed to mumble, even as moans of pleasure showed that he had lost the capability for rational thought. "Fuck me." "Of course," I said, and shoved my dick back into him. His hole was perfectly warm, and sleazily wet. There was nowhere else I wanted to cum nor was there any reason to hold back on Seth's anus. It was clear that Seth was discovering his inner cum-hungry pig, and he would always take my dick. "Poz him," JP whispered in my ear. He had found a bottle of poppers and was holding it under my nose. "Share our dirty seed with him." My dick pulsed and throbbed as the poppers hit me. "Make him our boy. The son of our seed." My mind was slipping, into dangerous spaces. I was dripping pre-cum as my balls churned. I needed release. "Oh fuck," I grunted. "Oh fuuuuuck," I moaned as my balls clenched and my dick pulsed. "FUUUUUCK." I didn't worry who heard me. "He's seeding you," Cal said, between my yelps of pure pleasure. The yelps were in no known language, but the passionate intensity was immediately familiar to any man; they were the sounds of an orgasm. "Pumping you full of cum." "Fucking breed me, Jon," Seth moaned. He was feeling each white-hot spurt of semen; his breaths had been in perfect sync with each jet of cum. "Breed. Me," he grunted. "FUCK," I moaned. Two more spurts of cum shot into Seth's young hole. "FUCK," I moaned with one last sympathetic spurt from my dick. I had just enough energy left to roll Seth on his side and lie down behind him. I wrapped my arms around the boy, pulling him close to me. "I want to fall asleep with my dick in your hole," I said.

Part 9 I stood with my ass shoved against the glory hole, while the second unseen cock slid all the way up my fagdump. I was in heaven. This one was really fat and stretched my ass open really wide, just like when Daddy bred me every morning. I could feel the 19 loads inside me getting churned up and could smell the jizz in the small booth. It smelled like heaven. This guy was taking his time using me. He would speed up and then slow down leaving his fat cock shoved all the way inside me, throbbing. Finally, after a few minutes, he pulled out and whispered “I’m coming over there, faggot, open the door.” Then he slid his cock out of me and I could hear him pull up his pants. A second later he was inside the booth with me. He was a young guy, tall, with curly blonde hair, wearing a Navy uniform. He locked the door and dropped his pants again, looked at me and got a nasty grin on his face. “Damn you’re a hot little faggot aren’t you? You want my cock, boy? Of course you do. Dirty little whore.” Then he grabbed me behind the head and kissed me hard on the mouth. I was completely swept away in the moment, gasping, pushing back on his mouth with my tongue, and moaning. Moaning because my cunt was empty and needed to be filled with his fat Navy boy cock again. I came up for air and looked up at him, pleadingly and said “please shove it back inside my cunt. I have to have your cock again.” He grinned and said “fuck yeah, of course, pig. I can breed you at least twice.” I smiled big and turned around and impaled myself on his huge, fat cock, moaning as I did. “Damn your cunt is sloppy, pig. How many loads are in your pussy?” He was pounding me steadily now and I was loving every inch of it. “Nineteen,” I said. “Damn, you really are a fucking nasty whore. My buddies would love gang fucking you. They always love a good gang breeding.” I laughed while he was deep dicking me and said “always happy to be of service to our men in uniform.” “Here comes my first load, faggot. You ready? You want to get knocked up by a sailor?” I just moaned “YESSSSSSSS” and reached around to pull his cock all the way inside me. He continued to pound my ass and within a minute I could feel his cock throbbing inside me, shooting load number 20. He stopped and I could feel his cock shooting the last spurt of cum into my cunt. He leaned down and kissed me again, while his cock slid out of my slimy, cum drenched ass. I pulled away from him and leaned down to clean off his cock which was covered with the his cum mixed with a bunch of strangers’ loads. I was in heaven. “Hey, piggy. Look. Another cock for you. You need another cock? Of course you do, you’re a faggot who lives for cock aren’t you?” All I could do was moan in answer. I looked and one of the glory holes had a cock at it. Another stranger who wanted to be inside me. Another faceless man with a cock I needed to worship with my cum filled, sloppy cunt. The sailor reached over and stroked the uncut cock and guided my ass over to impale itself on the fat mushroom head poking out of a thick foreskin. The guy on the other side of the wall moaned and started to speak Spanish and the sailor kissed me and said “good fucking piggy. You want another load?” He laughed and said “what a stupid question. Of course the faggot wants another load.” I nodded and said “fuck yes, that’s what my cunt is for. It needs cock and cum all the time.” He laughed and said “you’re high as fuck, piggy.” I just smiled and moaned while the cock I was impaled on slipped in and out of my cunt. There was mumbling from the other side of the partition and we both heard him say “puta.” The sailor smiled at me again and whispered “do you know what ‘puta’ means, faggot?” I nodded no. “It means ‘whore.’ He knows you’re a whore because you stick your cunt up against glory holes and let strangers use your pussy for their pleasure.” The sailor said “fucking PUTA,” and spit on my face and then licked the spit off my cheek and nose and kissed me hard. I just moaned again and squeezed the cock inside me with my ass muscles. The man on the other side moaned as well, and started to rabbit fuck my ass. Quickly, I was rewarded with load number 21. As soon as the man pulled his cock out of my well raped cunt, the sailor took off his shirt and showed me his tight, hairy body. His cock was hard again and he wanted to fuck me a second time, when I heard a knock on the door. “Hey son, let me in.” I unlatched the door and let Daddy inside the tiny booth. There was barely enough room for us to all be in there and Daddy was surprised to see I had made a friend. “And who have we here, son?” “I don’t know his name, Daddy. But he’s already given me a load in my pussy and he says he has another one for me!” “I’m Adam, sir. Are you really his Dad?,” he said, turning to me “Dude that is so fucking hot. I’ve always wanted to fuck around with my Dad. He’s such a fucking hairy stud.” “Yeah, he’s really my Dad, and I love taking his cock. He’s teaching me how to be a real cock whore.” “Well, you’re doing a great job, sir. Your son, what the fuck is your name dude?” “Justin.” “Well, Justin is a helluva good fuck. Maybe we can all go somewhere where there’s more room and I can give him that second load in his cunt.” “I’m Mike, Adam. But you can call me Daddy too, if you want.” Daddy smiled at the cute sailor, who blushed. “And I think that’s a great idea. Chuck from the front desk wants to play too, and he just finished his shift. Let’s go in the larger room and have some fun.” Daddy left the room and Adam and I put our clothes back on. Well, I just sat down on the butt plug and pulled up my shorts. I smelled like sweat, sex and cum. In other words, I smelled amazing. Chuck was holding the door of the larger video room open for us, and we followed him inside.

The Trainee (Part 2) ** Please remember to ‘like’ the story if you enjoyed it. Feel free to comment or to contact me via mail. Thx. ** Shane went to work and gave 100 %. No matter what was asked of him, he seemed to be highly motivated and since he wanted to impression he smiled to everyone, trying to be polite and helpful. Certainly his speed slowed down, whenever he had to pull up his pants or to pull down the blouse. Every time he bent down to pick up something from a pallet, the cleft between his ass-cheeks became clearly visible. Of course he received some rude comments, mostly from older women or mothers with children. Every time a female hissed the word ‘Pervert’ at him, he wanted to dig a hole and hide in it. One woman asked him, why he was so scantily dressed, commenting she didn’t want to see his behind exposed to her or her two kids and thought it was also not appropriate for him to wear a women’s blouse. Shane explained the store didn't have a uniform in his size, so the clothing he was wearing was the best that was available, but the ady didn’t accept his excuse and complained about Shane’s appearance at our service point. I was called to the information desk and had a conversation with this woman. Of course I apologized for those circumstances, because that’s my job – to be professional. But truth was: I did not care what she was thinking. We went further away from the service point, so my other employees wouldn’t hear me. Shane was standing in quite a distance holding a cornflakes box in his hand, mashing it up involuntarily. He could see us, but was too far away to understand a word I was saying. “We offered him a uniform, fitting his body measures, but he declined. But we are an open minded store in a liberate town, we do not interfere with our staff member’s ways to express their own lifestyle. Shane chose a daring way to dress himself, but he wears the required uniform, even if it is one or two sizes too small. She didn’t look very happy about that answer, nagging about that her children would go blind, if they had to look one more time at this perverted guy. “Well… Shane is a good worker and as long as he wears the uniform, even if it is too tight, we don’t mix up with his personal opinions about his sexual orientation or his intentions about exploring new aspects in his life… as Shania for example.” She opened her eyes real wide and stormed right out of the store without saying another word. Guess she thought her kids would turn deaf, if they’d have to listen to me for one more minute. Shane looked like he was going to get fired in any second, when I walked up to him with a grim look on my face. He let his head hang down, but I only grabbed him tight on his nape and told him, that he shouldn’t worry too much about it. He did nothing wrong and made an excellent job. I pinched his left nipple playfully through the soft fabric of his blouse and told him to move his ass for our customers. There were those nagging housewives on one side, but on the other hand there were plenty of guys, who really enjoyed Shane’s effort. Some observed him working hard from a safe distance. Others asked him for help because they couldn’t find certain things. Yeah – right! By the way, those things were somehow ALWAYS on the lowest shelves. So he spent most of the time squatting down, searching for the stuff the customer’s requested. Once he found an item he stayed in his crouched position and handed the stuff to the guy asking for it. He was looking up like a puppy in need for a treat, but strangely enough, most of the items were wrong and he had to keep looking for the right articles. Sometimes he was held down by a resting hand on his head playing with his hair for example, while the guy would read the description on the back of the package, only to tell him he was looking for something else. This happened not forcefully. The males just wanted to prolong their horny games and get the chance to touch the twink for a couple of times. Then I observed something interesting. Two guys worked together – filming the lad obviously. While Shane crouched in front of a bulging guy, his friend was standing right behind Shane’s back and recorded the whole situation with his cell phone. Shane’s exposed butt was clearly shown in the picture, and the guy in front of him, groped his cock through his pants very noticeable. The boy lowered his eyes in embarrassment. He played with his junk also from time to time in public, but not when someone was clearly watching him. He didn’t even realize, the second mate was recording the whole scenery. It looked like an intro to a cheap porn movie. Besides that, I couldn’t count how many times Shane bumped into other guys crotches with his face. He simply turned his head and wanted to ask the guys something or hand the article to them and found his face smashed to some male’s genitalia - even if, of course, the man was wearing pants. The strange thing for him was, the men never seemed to bother. They didn’t move back or say anything about it. They just stood there, making it totally uncomfortable for the boy to escape. Although it was not his fault, he apologized with a shy smile. This made most guys go crazy. I could see it in their eyes. They wanted to fuck this faggot badly. After several hours of work, Shane was released to do his break. In the break room he tried to do his best to socialize with other guys. But the females just whispered at the other table and, shen Shane asked to take a seat the guys abruptly went back to work. So Shane sat there all alone, staring out of the window, killing time until his break to be over. Before going back to his work the boy went to the bathroom to take a piss and wash his hands. Entering the bathroom, he saw two of the guys who had split the break room when Shane tried to introduce himself. “Well, look who is here. Are you sure you chose the right toilet?” one of his associates said. “Come on guys, don’t be like that. This is my first day….” “Listen faggot. I don’t care about the store politics. I don’t care about political correctness… I just want to tell you – if you ever touch my ass, or look at me or make advances towards me… I will beat you to a pulp you fucking homo….” the other one growled. “I am not a fag man, I have a girlfriend….” Shane tried to defend himself. The guy with the nameplate ‘Jon’ gave him such a slap to his face, that he landed dazed between two urinals. “Are you calling me a liar, faggot?” he asked agitated. Both guys moved towards him and Shane tried to get up, but had no chance. Another slap hit his face. “What is it faggot… you calling me a liar?” he repeated himself. Both guys clenched their firsts and Shane was highly scared of being beaten up in this toilet. “No…. no…. you are not a liar” the boy mumbled. “So what…?” Jon growled. “I… I am… a faggot” he whispered. “You owe me 10 dollars Brian” Jon laughed loudly. “I told you – he is a fucking homo and I don’t care what you heard about him before. Look at him, how he focuses his gaze at us, how he stares at our bulges – do you like what you see?” Shane had no choice, since both guys towering above him, to notice the crotches in front of him. “Why don’t you pay some respect to me and my buddy and let’s say – give us a kiss on our superior cock lumps.” Jon suggested to Shane and winked at Brian. “It is okay… there is nothing wrong about it faggot. Just give each of us a quick kiss on our bulges and we are off to work. No harm done….” Jon grinned evilly. Shane felt like he had no other choice. He was scared to death, to get his face beaten and so he straightened up a bit and gave a quick smooch to Jon’s covered dick and then in light speed he did the same thing to Brian’s bulge. “Are you kidding me?” Jon snarled dangerously. “You didn’t even hit my cock you low life…do it the right way or else….” “I thought you queers are able to detect if a guy is carrying his cock to the left or to the right side – now… Go on… Continue…. check out my junk and if you got it right, give me a nice and friendly kiss on my cockhead…. HURRY UP NOW!” Jon slapped Shane lightly on his head. Brian was satisfied obviously, because he stepped back a little bit, which gave Jon had more room now to expand himself in front of poor Shane. The lad raised his shaking hands up to Jon’s crotch and started massaging the guy’s cock area. “You know Brian, my dad once told me, faggots are quite good substitutes, if your girl is not around… they are quite good cock suckers.” Jon explained to his friend casually. “Are you a good cock sucker boy?” he wanted to know. “No… no” Shane looked up and shook his head. “My dad told me, they are also drinking your piss if you need to relieve yourself. Hell – they even lick your asshole!” he exclaimed. Shane sobbed softly while he made out Jon’s hardening cock. “Yeah… you got it – no kiss my cockhead through my jeans. Show me how much you respect me! Lick over my pants before sucking my cock through the fabric.” Shane tried to look for sympathy in Brian’s eyes but he could see no compassion. And so he stuck out his tongue out and licked this totally stranger his jeans in the front. He heard some clicking and saw Brian and Jon were both taking pictures on their cell phones. “Do you want us to help you, do some practice on your cock sucking then…” Jon asked in a calm but threatening tone. Shane looked up to both guys with begging eyes and whispered ‘Pleaaaaase’ softly, in order to make them stop. “No need to beg faggot. I will spread the word around, that you are willing to give head for associates in need…..like the whore…. what was her fucking name again?” Jon looked at his pal. “Mindy….” he replied. “Yeah fuck… the whore was good in cock sucking, but she always refused to suck ass…. good that we have at least this opportunity now… right – faggot?” Jon asked more rhetorically. “But aren’t you a fag also, if you give your cock to a faggot?” Brian asked his mate. “Not if you are using him as a hole. If you don’t suck another guy or take cock up your ass, it is not a homo thing. This is just stress relief if a true cunt is not available.” Jon stated. “Let’s go back to work Jon… we are already late” Brian suggested to his friend. Jon stepped back a bit and gave Shane another hard slap to his face, to which Shane yelped out and held his hand against his cheek. “Don’t fuck with me faggot. If you tell anyone about our little agreement, I promise – you will be sorry. Got that freak?” he asked sternly. Shane couldn’t help but nod. Once those bullies left the bathroom he started to cry. He couldn’t continue working at this place. He was not safe here anymore. In his mind the idea formed to find me and to tell me about him quitting the job. He didn’t want give any reasons. He would just quit and leave this place and he would be safe. Once Shane walked back into the store another associate he never saw before passed him and pointed at him. Then he poked his tongue against the inner side of his right cheek, mimicking the international sign for ‘sucking cock’ and grabbed his bulge obscenely. Rumors started to spread already. Shane was out of his mind because of his anxiety.

Part 7 - The Doctor Will See You Now Jake woke as the bright sunshine caressed his face causing a bead of sweat to trickle down his face. He lay eyes wide open recalling the conversation last night for a good fifteen minutes. Fabian was spooning up against him, he became aware that Jake was awake through his stirring. "Morning Jake." "Morning Fabian." Fabian kissed the back of his neck and Jake cuddled up closer to him. A tear ran down Jake's face, he quickly wiped it away but wasn't sure why he was so emotional, his mind finally made up. He turned to face Fabian and kissed him. "You can leave after breakfast if you wish." "Fabian, you ask for a lot but what I get in return and what I loose are indescribable." Marco knocked at the door and entered with a tray of juice, coffee and fresh fruit. He put the tray down on the bed and looked at Jake, seeing a slightly confused person laying there he knew it hadn't gone well. Fabian thanked Marco and shook his head at him quickly. Marco's smile faded he glanced at Jake and left the room, he knew he would need to get Jake's clothes ready for his departure. This didn't go unnoticed by Jake and he felt bad seeing the smile drop from his face. Feeling refreshed Jake hopped out of bed and over to the balcony he could hear splashing in the pool. As he looked out across the garden down to the pool he saw Marco swimming lengths. Fabian came up behind him and put his hand on his shoulder, Jake was watching Marco and contemplated the scene of Marco's body as he got out the pool and dried himself, he had never fancied anyone quite like him, even though there was an 8 year age gap. His conflicted emotions were beginning to fade, he finally turned to Fabian. "Fabian, I want to join your family, but the getting pozzed is worrying me." "Jake, it is not going to happen right now." "But I don't understand I thought that is what you wanted?" "You will join the family but it could take a week or several months." "I errr... can you explain?" "It has to happen naturally through sex between us and no one else." "You remember one of our first conversations where I said I fuck for my pleasure?" "Yes." "Well I do with anonymous fucks, but bringing you in to the family is different, it is more sensual." Jake and Fabian locked lips and kissed for several minutes. Marco knocked and entered carrying Jake's clothes. Fabian told Jake to go shower and he would join him shortly. Jake disappeared and Fabian waited for the sound of water. "Marco, he will be joining us." "Oh, thank god, I will put his clothes in the dressing room." "And Marco, you better pay the Billy his finders fee." "Yes Sir, I will do that now." "Tell him he did a good job, and can you get the car brought round and escort Jake to the doctor for his test." "Of course, will be my pleasure." "Let's hope this final test he passes." Fabian joined Jake in the shower, they helped wash and dry each other and they both got dressed. "Jake, you will be going with Marco to the doctors for a blood test." "Why?" "I need to make sure you are clean, that is the final test you must pass." "Oh okay, will you be here after?" "Of course." Marco entered the room dressed and Fabian ushered them both out. As they exited the front doors of the house a car with a uniformed driver was waiting. Marco went over and kissed the driver before getting in, as Jake approached he saw it was Jean-Paul. He gave Jake a smile and closed the door after him. As the car rolled down the driveway the large high security gates opened. They drove for about 25 minutes and pulled up outside a large private hospital in Chelsea. Marco led Jake to private suite of rooms, a receptionist looked up and told them that the doctor would be with them shortly and to take a seat. After a few minutes the doctor surgery room opened and there stood Spencer. Jakes mouth must have dropped open as Marco jabbed him in the side to knock him back to hear and now. "Jake, Marco, come through please." They entered the surgery and Spencer closed the door behind them, he gave Marco a big kiss before grabbing Jake and planting kiss and a big hug. Jake sat as Spencer took two vials of blood and telling them will have the results in a couple of hours. They all kissed and said goodbye, heading back to the car which was waiting outside. As the car pulled away Jake had some burning questions and decided now was the time to ask them. Before he could open his lips Marco touched Jake's arm. "I hope you will accept anything Fabian offers you in the coming weeks." "In what way Marco?" "He will want to keep you close and earn your tattoo. He will expect you not to have sex with anyone but him." "Do you not find this all strange?" Marco gave Jake's leg a squeeze. "At first it appeared that way, but eventually you appreciate belonging to his family." "But... what about after?" "After?, he may offer you some incredible choices. Fabian looks after the family, always remember that." "So, what about you, why umm.. how long have you been working for Fabian?" "Close on ten years, I was roughly the same age as you when I joined." "But you don't mind working for him?" "Absolutely not, first and foremost I am family and the house is also my home, second I am his butler." "How does that work?" "It just does, but hopefully you will also find how life will become so much fuller." Jake smiled as Marco leaned in and kissed him quickly, he ran his hand along Marco muscled arm. "Stop doing that, your making me horny." "Sorry, I don't know what come over me. But I love the feel of them, do you work out a lot?" "Fabian has a great gym in the basement plus the pool." "Will you help me workout, I would love to get some muscle like yours." "Of course I will, anyway that would make Fabian very happy." "Thank you." "Mind you, I am worried that when you start developing real muscle you would hotter than me!" Marco laughed and cuddled Jake as the car swept through the gates and up to the house. "You call this a house?" "Home." "It's a mansion, I have never seen it from this angle." It truly was an impressive modern house, built to Fabian's own specification's and boasted 9 bedrooms all with bathrooms, and two separate annexes with private accommodations for other staff. Jake had never been so amazed, the seclusion and privacy was remarkable and you would never know from the street what lay beyond. As Jean-Paul opened the door Jake got out and looked more closely, what was evident from the front was the security cameras that covered every angle of the front. Marco took his hand and escorted him through the front door.

Took a trip over to the east coast and went out to some of the gay bars there. After chatting with a hot older guy, I went back with him to his hotel room - not having discussed what we were into / up for. He mentioned “I want to fuck, I’ll tell you that right now” and he got me going. I sucked him off, he sucked me for a bit, then we moved to the bed. He offered me poppers and that got me going even more. He took out a condom and I asked if he was clean, and after he said yes I told him he could fuck me raw. Once his cock was in me it never left until we were done, it was kind of amazing. Through switching positions (me on my back to me on my stomach, side, etc.) and even after dropping the poppers, he picked them up with his feet, never letting his cock leave my hole. Fucking fantastic. He fucked my hole for quite a bit, not wanting to cum, but once he got close he asked where I wanted him to cum. I told him to cum in me and he came a ton in me. An amazing top made for an amazing trip

Part 5 - The Party As they reached the Orangery a crowd had gathered drinking Mojitos, some smoking cigars others just milling around. Jake counted about eleven in total including themselves and each of the guests was adorned with the tattoo, he felt a little left out at not having one. Marco was serving drinks and keeping an eye on Jake making sure the 'Look But Do Not Touch' was adhered to. All of the men were either in their 30's or 40's and all very attractive with good physiques, Jake stood in awe looking at all the fine specimen of men standing around the room. Fabian came over to Jake and did a few more introductions before offering Jake his cigar to smoke. A few eyes shifted in his direction, Jake took a good inhale and was surprised he didn't cough. Oh those aromas and flavours he thought to himself as a broad smile washed over his face. The group moved over to meet Jake, they kissed and hugged him causing his cock to stiffen as so many men showered him with affection. "I think you passed the first test." "Sorry Fabian?" "They have all given you approval, it will earn you some very influential friends." "This is kind of strange but I am loving it, they are all nice people." "I hoped you would enjoy yourself, I really like having you here." "I feel a little left out as I am the only one without a tattoo." Fabian laughed and kissed Jake. "It has to be earned, and maybe it will and soon." "Will you tell me how to earn it." "Later, Hungry Jake?" "Yes, I could eat a horse." He kissed Jake again and they headed over to the buffet and helped themselves to Cuban pulled pork. Gradually the men moved towards the pool and started chilling out. A gentle sound of music to Cuban beats was playing, Marco approached with two Mojitos and offered one to Jake. Marco and Jake headed to the pool and resumed their spot on the sunbeds watching the other men who kissed and frolicked around in the water. Jake took in the scene feeling horny and wanting to join in. Fabian obviously was the centre of attention amongst all talking to each of them as the fooled around, there was no sex but a lot of kissing and groping. Jake turned to Marco and nervously broached the question. "Should I go and join in?" "Not unless you want to, they will respect you, and I have your back." "What do you mean respect me?" "Just that, they will respect you as you are a guest." Jake stood up and stripped his trunks off throwing them at Marco, he then held out a hand for Marco to join him. Marco looked up the sunbed and gave a quick glance in Fabian's direction who simply nodded. He grabbed Jake's hand as they jumped in the pool together and swam around for a bit. Spencer grabbed hold of Jake's legs and pulled him back. Fabian watched closely. "Hey Jake." "Spencer." "Are you enjoying yourself?" "Very much so, I have never been to such a party before, well I have never known anyone this wealthy." "Fabian is a very generous and kind person, treat him well and you will have a friend for life." "He has been nothing but kind to me, I like being around him and Marco." "Just them?" "Well, I don't really know any of you." "I hope you will come to more of Fabian's events and get to know us, we all like what we have seen so far." Marco's arm reached around Jake's body and pulled him away from Spencer, "Come on Jake sunbathing time.". Marco gave Spencer a kiss as they passed each other. He realised it was already 5pm so he gladly joined Marco as they layed bronzing their bodies. The mixture of the food and Mojitos sent Jake to sleep again. He woke as Fabian kissed him lightly on the lips "Wake up sleepy head.". Jake looked up at Fabian then instinctly kissed him back, asking what the time was since the sun was much lower in the sky and most of the group had moved up to the deck outside the Orangery. Fabian pulled Jake up from sunbed "Time does not matter as long as you are enjoying yourself.". The party continued on with lots of chatting, slowly groups started to disperse and leave. Finally it was just the five of them and Marco excused himself as he work to attend to, he returned a couple of minutes later with two robusto's and Mojitos. Fabian and Jake sat on the deck with their drinks and cigars relaxing. Marco, Spencer and Jean-Paul disappeared. "Where has Marco gone?" "Ahh, he is with Spencer and Jean-Paul and having some fun." Fabian noticed a look of disappointment on wash over Jake's face. He decided to let on about Marco. "You know Marco has got feelings for you Jake, he loves you being here." "Really?, you sort of dream about guys like that, but never think you would get to know one." "Are you more interested in him than anyone else?" "hummmm, no, I find you incredibly sexy, after all it is you who I come to see." Fabian laughed and kissed his head. "Well maybe you and I will have some fun eventually, but don't rule Marco out." "Fabian, thank you for a lovely day, you were right, I did have a lot of fun." "You are welcome, I hope you liked our family." "I did they were all very friendly towards me." "The guys really took to you and want you to be part of our family." There they remained until darkness had fallen, Fabian got to his feet and held out a hand to Jake and pulled him up to his feet. Fabian reached around Jakes waist, they looked each other in the eye, slowly Fabian moved his face closer, their lips sensually touching and without resistance Jake parted his lips as Fabian's mouthed closed over his. Jake's senses went in to overdrive, the kiss increased in intensity as their tongues wrestled with each other. Jakes felt his body lift off the ground and voluntarily his legs wrapped around Fabian's thighs, his arms clenched around his neck, slowly Fabian carried Jack back inside the house.

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….

STEAMWORKS -> Sat., June 9/18 Hey, Rawbros! After preparing for an early morning of garage sales (I live in a condo complex) and a little siesta, I was douched out (a little easier now with PURE FOR MEN) and ready and horny enough to go on a regular Saturday night at Steamworks Toronto. It's an interesting phenomenon when you get in-shape guys with their asses up in the air and on the phones, and you want to fuck them, and they see you're a daddy, and they say, "Thanks, BUT no thanks!" Oh well, I move on. For some reason, I love groups of men in dark rooms. Bodies moving, asses being eaten and fucked (and even seeded), cocks being sucked, nipples being played with, and so. This gets all my senses working overtime. I loves the scents in a dark rooms. I got to eat out a few beautiful bubblebutts in the darkrooms of Steamworks. Bliss! If you're doing a good job of it, all guys will want to continue by helping you to eat better as they spread their ass cheeks and/or back up further onto your face so you can continue tonguing their holes. Mmmm... Also, although I didn't get the loads I wanted to get, the whole raw environment in the darkrooms there was worth the price of my private room. I did get fucked while at a rest stop in my room. He fucked me raw, but no seed. I did manage to eat one familiar younger bubblebutts and his hole was oozing cum out of it. YUMM! At around 3:30 AM I was in a crowded Steamworks darkroom. A guy was French-kissing me, tweeking my nipples and jerking my dick. He sucked on my nipples and my hard dick for a while. I loved what I was feeling. Another guy on the floor got my dick in his mouth for a bit. And other guys were trying to walk through or frankly squeeze through. It's a narrow long dark room. So much good sex was happening around me and guys were moaning their pleasure. I took to jerking off my dick (I had a 5-day load). The first guy was still kissing me. I knelt down to eat out another guy's bubblebutt. I was so ready to blast my load which I did on to the guy sucking cock and the other guy's knee and the third guy's thigh (a bit). No one rushing out to wash off quickly. This is a true embrace of piggy and slutty guys. Raw sex continues no matter how much cum I have on me or you have on/in your body! OINK!

Part 2 The remainder of my time at CDL was spent with the younger top who insisted on using a condom. Because he was so handsome I obliged and felt some fulfillment when after he fucked me, he took off the condom and stroked his thick meaty dick to unload right on my hole. With cum dripping off of my hole and down my leg, I walked around CDL for one last time as the small crowd seem to be disappearing. I got roughly shoved into one of the cubbies where an older masculine top pushed me over and thrust into me. He didn’t seem to care whether I would accommodate him but just took what he needed. He instinctively sensed that I was a cum dump and treated my hole accordingly. He grabbed my shoulders while fucking my hole in a circular motion. He thrust hard against my hole’s walls and I knew that his goal was to unload in me as quickly as possible. He switched to deep dicking me and slamming into my hole balls deep. With a growl he thrust even harder and unloaded as deep in me as he possibly could. He left it there for a minute and then as he pulled out, he pushed me off of him. By the time I had gotten my balance back, he was gone. I was left with the smell of his sweat and cum and the overwhelming sense of his masculinity and superiority over me. Shaken, I walked back to the hotel. I jerked off thinking about his treatment of me; feeling that I had been “just a hole” and knowing that this made me want to submit even more.

Got fucked today in the LA fitness showers as usual, but today was better. A guy who has fucked me before saw me in the shower and came in and he started to breed my hole and usually I bend down so no one can see as the shower curtains are clear at shoulder height. But today, inwas especially horny and decided to let the showers know Inwas getting fucked, so stayed standing and he fucked me from behind. Clearly the other guys coukd see us in the shower, and they started to clear out. A few commented to "get out fags" and not in the gym dude". But as they started to clear out two guts stayed, and watched, so I started to let my moans out. Next I knew, I was getting passed between them as I sucked one while the other two fucked me. And in 15 minutes, I had three loads in my hole. After which, I promptly got dressed in my slutty gym outfit, and went back into the gym to lift on some equipment that put pressure on my hole so I cpuld feel their cum inside me while I worked out again. Great and unusual day!

Part 6 - The Sleepover Fabian lowered Jake once they reached the Orangery, he took his hand and lead him through the entrance hall towards the sweeping staircase. Jake looked at Fabian who sensed a little hesitance, he squeezed his hand as they both ascended to the upper level and walked down a long hallway towards a set of double doors. Fabian opened the doors and led him inside to the master suite, the large room was airy and decorated in neutral tones, they turned and walked through the dressing room in to the bathroom. Fabian began took Jake's trunks off and then himself then led to the shower. Fabian soaped and rinsed Jake from head to toe, stimulating all his senses as he did so and noticing Jake's erection. Jake took the cue and began to soap Fabian's body, his hands worked lower and lower. Finally reaching his groin this would be the first time he had touched Fabian intimately, his slipped over the cock, instinctly he held it and was amazed at how thick and heavy it felt. He felt a pulse ripple through his hand as the cock began to awaken, looking up at Fabian he saw his head was rolled back against the tiles and his eyes closed. Unsure weather he should take it in his mouth, he continued to wash Fabian and moved down his legs and feet. The cock was now semi hard and easily eight inches, Jake moved his mouth nearer and began running his lips over the head. He was controlled and not forcing the issue as he rubbed his face up against the monster. Suddenly he felt Fabian's hand on his head as he guided Jake's mouth towards his cock and pushed the head until it was engulfed by Jake's warm mouth. Jake gently caressed the top of his cock and applied very light pressure. Droplets of precum where oozing from his own cock only to be quickly washed away by the cascading water. Fabian withdrew his cock and gave a long low sigh, silence hit the room as the water stopped flowing from the rainfall shower, Jake stood up and kissed Fabian. Both dried each other and Fabian led him back in to the bedroom. "Am I sleeping here with you?" "Yes, are you okay with that?" "Absolutely Fabian." They climbed in to bed, the balcony doors were open and in the distance Jake heard the sound of the waterfall in the pool, he stared up blankly thinking how surreal this all was. Fabian moved closer and placed his arm around Jake who nestled in closer. "Are you ready to join my family Jake?" "I think so, do you think I am?" "It takes a special person to join us." "Do I have to get the tattoo first?" "No, you only get that when you have earned it." "How should I earn it?" "Commit yourself to me." "Sorry, I don't understand." Fabian tenderly stroked Jake's face before he continued. "You know I like bareback sex?" "Yes." "I am poz and pretty toxic, not in an uncontrollable way, just a high viral load." "Okay, I think I understand, but how does..." Jake stopped mid sentence, it suddenly dawned on him that Fabian wanted to poz him. "Are you expecting me to get pozzed up?" "Such hard words Jake for a beautiful gift, but yes, that would be your commitment." Jake sat upright and looked at Fabian with a look of horror. "That's insane, who in their right mind would do that?" "Jake calm down, all of the people you met today host my strain. Part of me is with them forever, even Marco." "I can't fathom this out, it is all to weird and dangerous." Jake moved and sat on the edge of the bed about to dress and leave. He understood now what the tattoo's meant, they were biohazard symbols and the elaborate 'F' that stood for Fabian. "I am not forcing the issue but that is what I expect." "I thought you liked me as a person?" "Jake you are an incredible person and I like you very much, we all do, and we want you to continue being here with us." "Fabian, I am not sure I should be here, I think I should leave." "You can do as you wish Jake, you are not a prisoner, nor will I rape you, but the door never opens again if you leave." Fabian laid his head back on the pillow watching Jake's silhouette, he wondered if he had pushed him to far to quickly. It would be a shame to loose him now, especially as he really liked having him around the house. It became quiet as Jake sat on the edge of the bed, his head hurting with all the craziness. He looked back at Fabian who had closed his eyes and laid there so calm and collect with not a care in the world. Jake wiped his cheek as a tear dropped from his eye, he wasn't sure why he was tearful. Leaving was the last thing he really wanted to do, as was getting pozzed up. He looked back at Fabian again could he really trust him? He climbed back in to bed, placed his arm resting across Fabian's chest as he cuddled up to him. Within minutes the sound of the waterfall faded as he drifted off to sleep.

Hello everyone, thank you for your kind email and messages. Sorry for my 'disappearing act'. My 'bf' and I traveled for a couple weeks which put me behind in life. But I hope to get a few more chapters out soon if folks are still into this story? The last chapter might have been lame since there was little feedback, but never sure how folks decide enough is enough of one story line. But anyway, we will see what folks think. I will try and ramp it up a bit. lol Part 19, Breaking the seal. As I smiled seeing my thank you and thought back to how good Mr. C has been to me over the years, heck better than my dad in many ways, I opened the refrigerator door. My eyes got big as they focused on the little brown bottle that was facing me in the door. Seeing the words JUNGLE JUICE and my mind went spiraling through a dark tunnel.... I picked it up and felt the cold glass. I heard Uncle Terry's voice from the bedroom yell out, 'close the door, sniff deep and hurry down here before you exhale'. I picked it up, closed the door, turned and walked toward the bedroom. I exhaled as I opened the cap and inhaled as deeply as I could. I kept the cap in my right hand as I held the bottle in my left hand. As I entered the room, Mr. C was totally naked and he was kissing Uncle Terry. They stood next to the bed and Uncle Terry snapped his fingers and pointed to the floor right in front of them. I somehow knew I was to kneel. As I lowered myself onto my knees in front of them, Mr. C. kept his tongue in Uncle Terry's mouth but was able to mutter through the kiss, 'exhale pup and do the other nostril, we will be with you in a minute.' I did as instructed and looked up at them and Uncle Terry pushed the bathrobe off my back and if fell into a puddle on the floor behind me. I knelled there naked on my knees, looking up at two hairy gods of men. Uncle Terry then said through a muffled kiss with Mr. C. 'breath deep pup, good boy, now put the cap on it and hold. Hold. Hold.... Hold.' His tongue never stopped probing Mr. C's mouth and they felt each others chest. And I heard..... 'exhale and get busy'. I slowly and deeply exhaled and put my face up to their cocks. Their amazing thick shafts were leaking precum. Their cocks were touching and smearing each other's precum around their cock heads. I dove down on both cocks until my mouth was stretched wide. I was flying on the poppers so I couldn't tell from which one, but I felt a hand stroke through my hair and pull my head deeper onto their cocks. They each reached down with a hand and firmly started to roll my nipples in their fingers. I let out a moan and Mr. C slipped his cock out of my mouth and pushed me deeper onto Uncle Terry's cock. I felt Mr. C move behind me. His cock fell heavy on my upper back between my shoulder blades. He pulled my shoulders back and was sliding his wet cock up and down the cleavage in my back that he made. His belly was on the back of my head and he used his belly to hold me deep onto Uncle Terry's cock. After a few minutes of Mr. C reaching down, tweaking my tits, rocking his cock on my back and pushing my face deeper onto Uncle Terry, I could feel Uncle Terry's cock swelling each time he slided it down my throat. He very slowly but deeply and surely fucked his cock deep into my esophagus. Mr. C. brought one hand to my throat and was feeling my adams apple. When Uncle Terry was almost at the base of his cock into my nostrils, I could hear Mr. C saying..... 'yes push that adam's apple down with your cock.' I could feel my adam's apple being pushed down. He repeated it several times and then pulled all the throat slobber back up from my throat and I let out a moan. I looked over as Uncle Terry started patting his hand on the edge of the bed and at the same time, I felt Mr. C picking me up by the hips and guiding me onto the edge of the bed. Uncle Terry jumped up on the bed and had his legs hanging over the side of it. Mr. C then commented, 'son, get up on your uncle and ride that cock into your pussy, while daddy fucks you from behind.' I heard it, but was lost after get on this cock. But I climbed up on the bed and lowered myself onto Uncle Terry's cock. I was right at the edge of the bed and feared my balance slipping and falling off. Daddy came up behind me however and I could feel his furry stomach tickle my smooth back. I was able to get stability from him as he provided a little pressure against my back with his belly. I heard him shake the brown bottle and the little white balls in it clinked against the glass walls of the bottle. I then hear the hiss of the cap coming off. I had my two hands on my tits, slowing rubbing and rolling them through my fingers and I felt Mr. C moving his arms up under my arms to my nose. His left hand pushed my left nostril closed and the right hand brought the bottle to my nose. I exhaled deep and breathed in super deep. As I held my breath he closed my right nostril. I exhaled and the bottle quickly came to my left nostril. I repeated and inhaled super deep. I felt his arms move back down and heard the cap being screwed on. Once I was holding the poppers in, I resumed bouncing up and down on Uncle Terry's cock. I felt daddy move in closer behind me and I then felt something against my hole. It was hard, warm and wet. It was daddy's cock. I exhaled and said, 'time for your cock Daddy?' Daddy said, 'time for both of us in you son.' And with that I felt his cock slowly push up into me. Uncle Terry slowed my hips and stopped me for a minute allowing daddy to slide in deep. My hands went down to the bed to provide myself stability and were replaced on my nipples by Uncle Terry's. He started to work them hard. I was fucking flying on the poppers and felt my hole open incredibly wide. I then felt daddy's pubes against my hole and realized both were in me to the base. Slowly they started rocking me back and forth, up and down, back and forth, up and down. I couldn't make much sense of it, but I had both men's cocks deep inside me. I felt so full. My hole was getting wetter and wetter and more and more loose. They were fucking me harder and harder. My legs started to relax a little bit as the pain wore off and was taken over by great pleasure inside my asshole. I could feel each of them pulling in and out, sometimes in unison and sometimes in opposite strokes, my ass was singing like crazy and I felt incredible. I heard Uncle Terry say, 'oh baby, I feel the underside of your cock sliding over the underside of my cock...., I am getting close.' I then heard daddy say, 'yes lover, this is amazing your cock feels amazing inside his silky fuck pussy. I am about to blow my load inside my boy.' With that, they both started to convulse and shake and I got two loads shot deep in me. They kept squirming and squirming and I got wetter and wetter. Daddy pushed me down with his body weight onto Uncle Terry. The three of us lay there with me being the oreo center. Uncle Terry was able to move us all up onto the bed further and we laid their as our breathing returned to normal. I felt them both kiss my forehead and neck and ears and shoulders, I felt so loved and warm. I felt their cocks getting smaller and smaller and then Uncle Terry's cock slipped out. A minute later and after a couple more humps from Mr. C, his slipped out also. After a few minutes, I opened my eyes and looked over toward the edge of the bed. Their was blood on the duvet cover and I said. 'Oh daddy, I think I bled on the bed. Oh, no. I am sorry. Where did that come from? Am I bleeding?' 'Relax son, your pussy was just really stretched and used. You are perfectly fine, she is made for that and it really just means she is more receptive to us.' They both started to kiss me again and we drifted off to sleep.

Daz fed me some more water. I kept trying to pull the plug out of my hole. I needed a reel cock. I needed Dazs cock. Daz smiled and kept saying soon little man soon. In my euphoric state that wasn't cutting the mustard. Just when I felt I could not wait any longer there was a knock at door. Joe went to answer it and came back with two black guys. Daz greeted them and told the lads to get naked quick as I was trying to fuck myself silly. The lads needed no encouragment and we're soon naked and had there hard ebony cocks at each hole. Zak who was at my ass was a real shorties at about 5ft but what was between his legs was more than adequate. It looked about 8inches and as twice as thick as Joe's. Dino who was at my mouth was about 7in and was uncut. The first uncut cock I had ever seen and tasted. Zak grabbed hold of the butt plug. Gave it a quarter turn and pulled it straight out. Without stopping it was replaced by his thick branch . Whilst I had been stretched with all the fucking tonight. This was the thickest and it needed more than a gentle push to get in deep. I went to scream out but Dino was waiting and as soon as I opened my mouth he buried his cock deep down my throat. They then both stopped. I thought it was to let me get used to their cocks but when I looked up it was so they could each slam. Daz had prepared points for them and they soon had the needles in and registering. They looked at each other and in unison they depressed the plungers and released the ties. They both coughed a few times and as they started to ride their rush they then started fucking me. This was the same as the others. This was no gentle fuck. It was animalistic. Both boys showed no compassion they were using Paul's holes for their enjoyment and Paul's needs did not matter. However what Paul needed he was getting. His ass was being stretched further than any time before and it felt great. The cock in his mouth was oozing loads of precum and tasted real sweet. The boys kept the same positions for 20 minutes and they did not let up. It was Zak that said it's about time you both changed places. I was just comprehending what he had said when the boys had stopped , changed places and we're ready to go. Dino pushed his cock in my well used hole and he was long fucking me. In and fully out before plunging back in. The cock at my mouth was a different matter . I had to really stretch my mouth to get Dazs cock down my throat. At first I kept choking on it but after a while I managed to breath as he withdrew so that I was not choking. Again both boys fucked me for at least another 20 minutes when Dino looked Zak straight in the eye and without saying a word they both sped up. I could feel both cocks start to swell at once and with two more deep thrusts my holes were both flooded at once. The boys looked at each other , withdrew, got dressed and left. I was still laying on my back but I still wanted more cock. Daz told Joe to give me more water. He said that it would be a while before any one else came. He said that watching the boys fuck me had made him horny and Joe said me too. I then saw Daz whisper something to Joe. I could not hear what it was but Joe smiled and nodded. Daz asked if I was ok and I said I was fine. He asked if I was still flying and I said I was. He said not high enough for what we have in mind. He climbed of the bed and left the room. Joe following him. I was laying on the bed playing with my soppy hole. It was dripping with all the hot loads . I dipped my fingers as deep as I could get them. Pulled them out and brought the pink tinged ghoo to my lips. I licked my fingers one by one. It tasted to me like the food of the Gods. Joe and Daz returned . Daz was carrying a point. He asked if I was ready to play. I said yes. He quickly tied of my arm and I could see that this was going to be another strong one. I could see blood already in the needle but I did not care. Daz got the register and pressed the needle. He released the tie and I was coughing and flying before I knew it. The rushes seemed to get better each time or was it that they just kept taking me to another level each time. Daz then laid down on the bed beside me. He smiled and said what are you waiting for. Jump on. I did not need telling twice. I straddled Daz . Placed his meter long rod at my hole and slid right down to the hilt. I moaned out loud it felt good. I then felt Daz pull me down to his chest and he began to kiss and cuddle me. This was new but I readily opened up to the tongue pushing in and dancing around my mouth. As Daz was doing this I felt Joe get on the bed behind me. I felt his fingers around my hole and Zacks cock. I then could feel Joe edging forward. Zak was holding me in a deep kiss when I felt Joe applying pressure and I could feel my ass being stretched. They were going to double dick me. With my drugged brain I could think of nothing I wanted more and I pushed out to open myself more. That was all that was needed. I felt Joe's cock push slowly along the side of Dazs. I was taking two massive cocks and all I could do was moan with pleasure. Yes it hurt but it was a nice hurt and I wanted more. Once Joe was all the way in they both stopped. Daz then started to pull out. I could feel his cock and peircing being dragged along my walls. It was tearing me up. He then stopped and started to push back in. At the same time Joe started to pull out. They went slow at first but soon had a steady rythm going and fucked my hole in unison. Daz commented that thanks to Mrs T he was able to fuck like this for ages and that is what they did. At some point they changed positions with Joe on the bottom and they started their rythmatic fucking again. After about half hour Daz said he was about ready to shoot and he started to really pound my hole as Joe rained buried to the hilt. With 3 or 4 long hard thrusts Daz made another deposit deep inside my bowels. The feeling of Dazs hot seed was all it took to send Joe over the top and I could feel him flood my hole as well. . Daz pulled out ant told me to hold still. He went and got his rucksack from the other room. He pulled out another but plug. It was twice the size of the one I had been using. Joe pulled his cock out and before I could loose any of their toxic seed he placed the plug at my hole. He told me to look him straight in the eye. He asked me if I had enjoyed myself. He saw the look of disappointment as I thought it was over. He just smiled. He said don't worry it's not over yet and without warning he rammed the butt plug right up my ass. I let out a massive scream which was soon muffled as Daz pushed my face into the pillow. Daz then turned to Joe and said when the next guy gets here he will really open his hole. My eyes went wide and Daz could see the want buried deep within them

Part 65 - Giving Great Customer Service “Aaron, I need to talk with you” the manager said as he walked in the back door of the car rental office. “Sure, boss. Is anything wrong?” Aaron replied as he followed the manager into the office. “There will be if I don’t show up on time for my wife’s birthday dinner. I’m leaving you in charge tonight. There are only a few reservations so there shouldn’t be any problems. Harry is running the bus and Jack is the porter. Think you can handle it?” the manager said, visibly anxious. “Yeah, no problem. Don’t worry about us and have a good time with your wife” Aaron said with a grin. The manager rolled his eyes and passed a slip of paper to Aaron. “This is my passcode if you need to override anything. Don’t abuse it, okay?” Aaron took it and slid it in his pocket and pulled a condom back out. “Here, boss. In case you get lucky” Aaron said as he put the packet on the boss’s desk and smiled. The boss looked back at him with surprise but then slowly took the condom packet and put it in his own pants pocket. As Aaron walked out of the office he said “I have lube too, if you need it.” He worked part of his shift until the manager came up and said “OK, I’m taking off now. If there are any emergencies, call me but it better be serious.” “Don’t worry, boss. By the way, when are they coming to fix the air conditioning?” Aaron asked. “Tomorrow sometime, I hope. See you then” the manager said as he walked out the door. Aaron double checked the reservations and there were still only three. One in a half hour and two in three hours. He went over and clicked the fan up one notch hoping a little breeze would help the sweltering heat inside the small building. The porter was in the hut at the gate with its own AC unit and Harry was in the bus which was nice and cool, but the main building was hot so he rolled his sleeves up his forearm half way. The bottom of his biohazard tattoo showed, but he would roll them back down as soon as a customer arrived. He read through messages on his phone, something he normally couldn’t do with the boss around. The radio crackled and Harry reported he was on his way back to the office with one passenger. He changed the fan to point towards the customers and took his place behind the desk just as the customer walked in the door. “Good evening sir. Welcome to A1 Car Rental. My name is Aaron. How can I help you tonight?” Aaron said like the thousands of times he had said it before. “I have a reservation for Cramer” the guy said as he handed over his drivers license and credit card. Aaron found the reservation and he was typing all the info in. He could sense the guy looking at him but that was pretty normal. While he had toned the hair down the past few months after several comments from Nick, the piercings and tattoos (which were visible through his thin white dress shirt) always seemed to get people to stare at him. He liked the attention even if sometimes the looks told him they were not a fan. He handed the license and credit card back to the customer saying “Mr. Cramer, let me print out the paperwork and we’ll get you on your way.” Rather than taking his credit card and license, the customer reached up and pushed Aaron’s sleeve up a few inches. “Ah, that’s what I thought it was. Very nice. I hope you earned it and its not just a decoration” Mr. Cramer said. Aaron blushed and pulled his arm back a few inches. “Thank you and yes, I earned it” Aaron said. He completed the rest of the rental paperwork and Aaron grabbed the keys off the rack. “You have a white Toyota in parking space B5. Just show the paperwork and your license to the porter and he will let you out of the gate” Aaron said. “I need to use the restroom first” Mr. Cramer said, winking at Aaron. “Down the hall to your right” Aaron replied. He watched the guy look back at him several times and he walked out from behind the desk and saw him standing at the bathroom door, looking back and waiting. Aaron had had numerous customers hit on him since he started the job but no one had ever been this obvious to get him into the restroom. He looked at his watch, grabbed the radio and asked Harry where he was and got “Waiting at Terminal 1” back. He knew from there, it would be at least 20 minutes before Harry would be back. Grabbing the radio, he walked down the hall and saw Mr. Cramer walk inside. Aaron slowly opened the door and saw him standing at the urinal. As the door clicked shut, Aaron locked the door, set the radio down on the sink and waited for Mr. Cramer to make the first move. He hadn’t had sex in there since the time with Mark. Mr. Cramer wasn’t nearly as good looking as Mark, but he seemed to want to play with the fire that was Aaron’s cum and that was one of the differences in the meetings. Mr. Cramer was a tall, medium built guy in his 30’s. His dark hair was thinning and there was a wedding ring on his left hand. “Uh, can we do this quick?” Mr. Cramer asked. “Do what?” Aaron replied, a knowing grin on his face. “You know, a quick fuck” was the response. “Are you neg?” Aaron asked as he moved closer. “Uh, yeah. I think so” Mr. Cramer replied. “I’m not and I only do it bare. Is that a problem?” Aaron asked coyly. “Hell no, that's what I’m looking for” said Mr. Cramer. “What’s your wife going to say?” asked Aaron. “Husband, actually, and he wants it too” Mr. Cramer said. “Well, then. Lets see if we can help you out. Get those pants off and get over here on your knees” Aaron said, surprising himself at his commanding voice. Mr. Cramer kicked his loafers off and dropped his pants and underwear into a pile on the floor. He was on his knees and reaching for Aaron’s belt in seconds and had fished his hardening cock out in a few more. He frantically started sucking Aaron’s cock and Aaron just stood there and let him go at it. It turned out to be a very good blowjob, which surprised Aaron. In only a few minutes, he was rock hard and ready to find out if he took cock as good as he sucked it. He pulled his cock out of Mr. Cramer’s mouth and helped him to his feet. Pushing him over towards the sink, he remembered Mark doing the same to him months earlier and giving him his first poz load. Mr. Cramer took the hint and braced himself on the sink. Aaron kicked his feet wider and kneeled down. He pried his ass apart and spit on the hole. “That’s all the lube you get. A rough fuck helps get you knocked up” Aaron said as he stood up. He jabbed a finger in, digging his fingernail into the tender chute. He did it a gain, with two fingers and then with three. Each time Mr. Cramer yelled out “Fuck!” Aaron ignored the expletives and the obvious pain Mr. Cramer was in and stabbed his fingers in a few more times. Aaron stood and rubbed his dripping cock head around his hole and said “Last chance to change your mind.” “Do it. Charge me up” Mr. Cramer said. Aaron rammed his cock inside and immediately felt Mr. Cramer’s body go limp. “Oh my fucking god!” screamed Mr. Cramer as his body started to regain its strength. Aaron waited a few more seconds and started to drive his cock in and out of the freshly tortured hole. He used long strokes and would grind his hips as he pushed in. He reached his arm around, leaving his forearm in front of Mr. Cramer’s mouth. “Kiss it. Kiss the symbol of what you want so bad” Aaron whispered in his ear. The pounding continued on Mr. Cramer’s cunt and the sounds of slapping skin echoed in the bathroom. It went on and on and Mr. Cramer couldn’t believe that Aaron was fucking him for this long. He hoped they wouldn’t get caught. Aaron was grunting as he started to get close to shooting his poison into his willing victim. Suddenly he felt the hole start to spasm around his cock and Mr. Cramer let out a loud moan. Spurt after spurt of cum shot out on to the floor from Mr. Cramer’s cock. The orgasm forced Aaron’s own and he gripped Mr. Cramer’s body with both arms as his hips rolled a few more times before his cock began to pump its deadly semen into another victim. Aaron thrust in a few last times and then slowly pulled his cock out of the ravaged pussy. The cum covering his cock was a hue of pink and he knew Mr. Cramer would be feeling this fuck for a few days. Aaron turned Mr. Cramer around and pushed him to his knees. “Clean it” he commanded. Mr. Cramer methodically licked up the shaft from the base along the bottom of Aaron’s cock then curling his tongue around the sides and lastly opened wide and deep throated his cock. His lips were tight around the rod and slowly Mr. Cramer pulled back, sucking any remaining cum off the cock. Mr. Cramer looked up at Aaron with a smile and Aaron tucked his cock back into his pants. “I hope you’ll give us good ratings on the survey” Aaron said as he grabbed the radio, unlocked the door and walked back to the front desk. He keyed the radio and said “Jack, we have a code 19. White Toyota.” “10-4 good buddy” replied Jack with a chuckle. A minute later, Mr. Cramer came out of the restroom and grabbed his suitcase and went out the side door to the parking lot. Aaron walked over and watched as he found the car, put the luggage inside and headed for the front gate. Mr. Cramer stopped at the hut and Jack walked up to the car, taking his license and paperwork. Mr. Cramer looked back at Jack and saw a tall skinny black guy. He had close cropped hair, a big smile, a little goatee on his chin and his fingers seemed to match the rest of his body - long and thin. He moved with grace and purpose, completely at ease with himself. Jack looked over the documents and then walked around the car. “Mr. Cramer. We have an issue. Can you come take a look at this?” Jack yelled out. Mr. Cramer put the car in park and got out of the car. He walked around the back and over to the passenger side of the car. He saw Jack pointing at something but couldn’t tell what. “What?” Mr. Cramer asked. He got closer and suddenly Jack pushed him against the car, facing the hut. His hands were quickly placed on the roof of the car, spread out like he was going to be frisked. Jack’s body was firmly against his back, holding him in place. “I hear you’re looking for gifts. We like to make sure we satisfy all our customer’s needs” Jack whispered in his ear while reaching around and unbuttoning Mr. Cramer’s pants. “I love sloppy seconds too. Aaron and I give different experiences. He’s short and thick and I’m long and thin. Can you take 12 inches?” “Uh… I.. What? Uh… I don’t know” Mr. Cramer stammered out. He looked around and the area was deserted. The parking lot lights on this side of the car were out so he stood in the shadows. His pants were pulled down exposing his butt and there was a sizable pinkish wet spot on his white underwear. Jack pushed his hard cock between the two mounds and after a few pokes found the source of the oozing cum. Jack started to push and with the aid of the large cum load and the recently fucked hole, just slid his 12 inches of manmeat into Mr. Cramer’s wrecked hole. He got most of the way in and hit the second ring and with a hard shove, drove his cock all the way in. Mr. Cramer screamed out but only the birds and squirrels could hear him. Jack’s chest was against Mr. Cramer’s back and he could feel the bottom breathing heavy from the invasion. “Damn good there Mr. C. It usually takes a three or four tries to bottom out in most of our special customers” he said. His hips started rocking and the short strokes gave way to longer ones. Mr. Cramer pushed his ass back and Jack really began his fuck. With his hands on top of Mr. Cramer’s, holding him to the car, his body started pistoning almost the entire length of his cock. Mr. Cramer was whimpering from the cock ramming in deep and then pulling almost out. He had never experienced that much cock pumping in and out of him. Not one of the thrusts of cock was gentle. He felt Jack bounce off his ass as he bottomed out and then pulled back. His ass was under assault and he wasn’t sure how much more he could take. “Please… Breed me!” Mr. Cramer yelled out. Jack didn’t need to be told again. He jack rabbited the businessman’s ass, plowing in and out of the inner ring until his body started to shake and he shoved in, pinning Mr. Cramer to the side of the car. Waves of viral semen pumped into the helpless bottom. Jack gave a few final thrusts after the last cum shot and stood there with their torsos fully connected for a minute. Both were breathing heavy and as they returned to normal, Jack pulled his still stiff cock out of the puffy hole. Jack pulled a paper towel from his pocket and wiped his cock off and zipped up. Mr. Cramer stood there a few more moments and then pulled his pants up. His legs were wobbly, but he made it back around the car and plopped down in the driver’s seat. Jack closed the door and handed the papers and license back. “Thank you for renting with A1. We will see you back in a few days.” Jack said as he reached into the hut and pushed the button to open the gate. Mr. Cramer was still shaking as he drove through and out on to the road.

As Glen shot into my hole, I had to admit that the feeling of cum in me was starting to turn me on. I laid there, cradled by the pair of them like something they needed to feed and feed off. The grim realisations can hold off for an hour or two, right now I’m starting to understand why guys chase and become cum addicted. The seed deposits soak in to you. Creating a stronger deeper connection with who you’re with. That moment feels like it could last forever. You bond. Perhaps I needed to be shown that, I needed that urge to be forced upon me. So I could see for myself. It was as if the toxic cum decided on me regardless and had begun its takeover, its rewiring. Like I said, I was starting to understand. “How you feeling now Dan. Happy you’ve begun a new life?” That freaked me out. I was drunk and stumbled into a sauna on the wrong evening and now here I was being assimilated into the poz brotherhood. Wait… I’d read that phrase before and now I’m thinking it? I need to get out of here before it’s too late. Steve shoved the poppers under my nose again “It’s time you tasted my cock Dan. It’s been in you already, so nice to complete the circle". I started to play with my own cock, now harder than ever. Glen brushed my hand aside and began to lick my cockhead. The connection was beginning to overwhelm my senses. No wonder they called it a brotherhood. Being like this was something far closer and more erotic than just lovers. Glen was muttering encouragement to me as I sucked him off. “Oh mate. You’re doing very well. I think we should take this elsewhere. What do you think Steve?” Steve removed his mouth from my cock “Fuck yes, maybe see if the sling is free” “Good idea. It usually isn’t free but we can get Dan to the front of the queue. What’s the point of running a night like this if we don’t get first dibs? The others will understand the need to fast track Dan. Maybe one or two of them can pitch in with the next round of recruitment” "There’s another round? What the fuck is this? I saw the sling area earlier and there were a handful of guys hanging around it, all taking it in turns on some poor guy they’d ballgagged. There was no way I was going to get involved in…" “Sniff, Dan. You’re going to love it… eventually.” Oh man.

I was 18 and just about to leave college. I had done alright but as my disappointed father kept reminding me I could have done better. I had tried my best. I reserved all my Socialising to the weekends. My course work was my main priority and I hit the books every night. It was during one of these nights that my problems began. I was studying psychology. The tutor had set us a paper on the use of drugs as a sexual enhancement. Like all assignments I hit the books and good old Google. I was astonished at what I discovered and during that first night I was in a state of constant arousal. After I hit the sack I could not believe how wet I was and knocked out the fastest and most intense orgasm of my life. During lessons the next day I could not concentrate and did something I had never done. I skipped the last lesson to get home to find out more. As I said earlier I was 18 and still very much a virgin. I had never had a girlfriend and had spent most of my life knocking one out to straight porn. I did not consider myself gay but I did get turned on by all the delicious looking cocks in the showers after games. I thought this was natural and had done nothing about it. On the second night of research a link sent me to a gay chem sex video site. I was intrigued and opened the link. The page brought up a load of short videos of guys that were high and having sex. The first one showed a young Mediterranean boy about my age being given a pipe to smoke. After coughing a few times he managed to take some deep hits and then you could tell he was feeling good. You could see him change. You saw all his inhibitions drop and he could not wait to be fucked. It was amazing and I was hooked. I watched many such videos whilst completing my paper and over the following months I continued watching them. They took over my life. I found dozens of sights and watched loads and loads which caused my problems with my slipping grades. I knew what my problems were and I knew I was addicted and I reasoned with myself that the only way to cure my addiction was to face it head on. On the following Monday I spoke to Joe at school. He was a classmate who was known as the local stoner. He was high most of the time but he was so approachable. I asked him if he could get me some drugs. He asked which ones and I said I don't know. He looked at me and laughed but he could see I was worried about something. He told me not to worry and said that his parents were away the weekend and I should come round and stay over and we could do some experimenting. I thought this was a cool idea and readily agreed. On Friday after lessons I picked up my bag from home after promising my parents I would be responsible and be home by teatime on Sunday. I arrived at Joe's and he met me at the door in just his board shorts. I tried not to look at his body but he had a firm athletic body with a very noticeable 6 pack. He showed me where to drop my stuff and we headed out to the back yard. Once there we sat on a couple of loungers next to each other. He looked at me and said that he could hook me up with most drugs but let's start with some weed. He picked up a roll up from the table at the side. Lit it and took a deep drag. He held it for a while then let it out slowly. After a few failed attempts where I nearly coughed my lungs up I managed to do the same. I felt good. I felt relaxed. My nerves had gone and I felt comfortable in Joe's presence. He told me to go and get myself comfortable and get out of my jeans etc. I quickly changed into my shorts and returned to the back yard. Joe lit another spliff and I took it down like a seasoned pro. I could really feel this one and just laid back on the lounger. Joe then asked me what this was all about and before I knew it I had told him the whole story. He looked at me at first and then smiled. He lent over to me and gently kissed me on the cheek before saying Paul you have come to the right place. He then said before we go any further I want you to agree that what goes on here this weekend is strictly between us. I readily agreed. He told me to hold on and went into the house. He returned moments later with a pipe similar to those I had seen on the videos. He then proceeded to pack it with white crystals. He told me that this was the drug of choice of most gay men and it was called T. He understood that I was a virgin but it was obvious to him that I liked guys by the way I had been checking him out and the tent in my shorts. I quickly tried to hide it but he told me not to bother as he loved a nice cock and was hoping that he could make me feel good the weekend. He then proceeded to heat the pipe and melt the crystals. Rocking the bowl from side to side until the white smoke started to rise. He emptied his lungs and took a deep breath and held it. He then placed the pipe against my lips and heated it. I copied his actions and held it. We both released the breaths together and a white cloud engulfed our faces. We did this three more times and if I thought the weed made me feel good this T was something else. I felt warm. My whole body was tingling. A sheen of sweat covered my whole body. My hole was itching. Joe said let's get out of these shorts which we did. I saw his cock for the first time. It was standing to attention and looked massive. I locked my lips. I then realised my dick had become soft and Joe was quick to tell me that this was the drug and not to worry about it. He then asked me if I wanted to touch his cock. I did not reply but reached out and slowly took hold of the glistening rod. He let out a short moan and closed his eyes. I started rubbing it and he continued to moan. He then asked me if I had ever sucked a cock. I looked at him and dropped to my knees. I opened my mouth and tried to copy the videos I had seen. After a few false starts and a warning to cover my teeth I got into a good rythm. After about 20 minutes Joe stopped me so we could hit the pipe again. I was more than eager to have another hit. He then went onto explain about another way of taking T by inserting a piece up your ass. He asked me if I wanted to try which I agreed to. Firstly he explained that I had to clean myself out. We went indoors to the bathroom and he produced an enema kit and showed me how to use it. Normally I would have been embarrassed but I felt totally relaxed about the whole affair. He then led me into his bedroom and told me to lay on my back and pull my legs back so he could see my hole. He lubed up his finger and slowly entered me. It felt strange but in a nice way. He continued doing this and placed another finger in my hole. Satisfied that I was open enough he then took a shard of T and aced it on his finger tip. He then told me to pull my cheeks apart and he slowly placed the shard inside me. It felt rough and uncomfortable and then I could feel my inside start to burn. Joe reassured me whilst he continued to work his fingers in my hole. After about 10 minutes the burn had gone. My heart was pounding. I was sweating and my ass felt like it was the centre of the earth. Joe kept fingering my hole and added a third. Until know nothing had ever been put up my ass but here I was with three fingers and I was starting to push back for more. He asked me if I was feeling good and I told him yes. He asked me if I wanted to go to the next stage and when I asked what that was he said for him to fuck me. I did not think twice I just pushed my ass back onto his fingers in reply. He told me to hold still whilst he lubed his cock and said that he would enter me slowly. I felt him applying pressure to my hole and slowly pushing it in. It felt amazing it felt intense but I wanted it all and pushed right back until I had him all buried inside me. Whilst it was painful it was a good pain. I felt the burning again which I thought was normal but later found out that Joe had placed a shard on the head of his cock before entering me. The burn went and the desire rose.i started to push back and forth on Joe's cock. I needed to feel it deep inside me. He had released the beast and I was taking everything I could. I kept going like that for ages until Joe told me to stop. He pulled out and I tried to protest. He laughed and layed down on his back. He then said before we go any further you need to know that I'm positive. I don't wear condoms and I only fuck bareback. I'm also not on meds. So if I fuck my load into you then you could get pregnant. It is up to you. If you want to carry on you better jump on and ride my cock. I needed his cock. Nothing was gonna stop me. I straddled his cock. Aimed and slip myself down his rod in one move causing us both to moan out loud. I then started to ride him. It was like a bucking bronco. I could not get enough. I rode him for as long as I could before be bucked me off. He jumped up got me up onto my knees and rammed his cock home. He was increasing his pace and stated to groan. He told me he was about to come. I squeezed my ass muscles and I felt him ram his stick one more time and flood my insides with his hot molten seed. We both then collapsed on the bed with Joe still buried inside me. Joe fucked me another two times before he went soft. Each time as intense as the first. After the third time we drank some water then layed back on the bed and fell asleep in each others arms. When we awoke I felt Joe's cock was hard and he was slowly fucking me. This time it was slow it was more intimate. When he had finished he got up and ordered pizza. That did not last long. I was starving. Joe and I then lay there talking. He asked me if I had answered all my questions which I replied I had. He asked me if I was ok about him being pos which I felt strangely at peace about. He then asked me if I was ready for the next round and he could tell by the look on my face that I could not wait. He asked me if I wanted to change it up a gear and I asked him what he meant. He told me that I had tried T two ways but there was a third. I looked puzzled so he went to his bedside cabinet and pulled out a loaded needle. I looked worried. He explained that this was the most intense way to take T and he explained what would happen. He asked me if I trusted him and answered by holding my arm up. He placed a belt around my upper are and found a good vein. He inserted the needle and pulled back the plunger to get some blood. He then pressed the plunger slowly home. Once finished he took of the belt and placed my arm above my head. I felt the liquid climbing up my arm. I tasted a metallic taste and then wham. I was knocked onto my back. I felt like I could not breathe. I coughed quite a few times. I was just starting to panic when the coughing stopped and my body was engulfed in a warm sensation ending in my ass. The centre of my universe. I needed to be fucked hard and now. Joe laughed out loud and said a slut has been born. He made me wait whilst he slammed himself. He placed his cock in my hole and released the belt. He coughed and I felt his cock swell and he shot his load deep inside my guts. He then remained still whilst he rode his rush. Once it was over and he was at the same place as I was he then started to fuck me with his still hard cock. He fucked me for over an hour and then he had me lay on my back. He then slowly entered me. He pushed in slowly and pulled out slowly. This felt different. This felt magical. He kept this up. Varying the pace but always all the way in and all the way out. Hitting my prostrate each time. After about 20 minutes I could feel the tingle rise inside me and with a few more long strokes I had the most intense orgasm of my life. There was cum everywhere. Joe took some of my chest and fed it to me. I felt amazing. We continued to fuck all weekend and Joe slammed me twice more. I part of my promise to my parents and was home before teatime on Sunday. Although I had completed my assignment beforehand I felt that like all good academics I had thoroughly checked all the information it contained. Like all good researchers I am aiming to continue my research next week at Joe's when he said we can start lesson two.

I have been seeing my man for almost 12 months now and the sex is still as hot as that first night downstairs in his kitchen... I get on well with his 3 kids and they tolerate me around the house from time to time and all is going good with us. Let me give you some background I'm 39 yrs old, I'm a chub man and pref to bareback btm during sex. I do however have a very soft spot (not so soft sometimes) for twinks and love to sink my cock into their tight pink pussies if the opportunity ever arises. My boyfriend is 40, he's a total top, nice hairy body and of average build, his cock is well above average and comes in a little under 8" when fully hard. He is a rough lover and makes me moan in pleasure anytime we get naked. He was married to a woman for nearly 10 yrs before she caught him cheating with another man, they are divorced for almost 10 yrs now and their relationship is much better, she has moved on and she's happy he's able to be himself now. They had 3 children during those 10 yrs, a son and two daughters. The girls are 15 (twins) and their son, Dean, just turned 18... My boyfriend and I have an understanding; in the last 12 months both of us have been with other guys but just for a quick fuck or a one night stand, we are not living together but I spend almost every weekend at his house when his kids aren't around as we are naked most of that time and he spends 2 or 3 nights at mine during the working week. We are both in the medical profession and work shifts so our time is precious. Just getting started.... more to come!

I've always dreamed of being passed around to random strangers. I met a long-distance trucker over bbrt and had some time off due so we decided on a "load-trip." He picked me up on a Tuesday afternoon and went through the bag I packed. I had followed his instructions and only packed mesh workout shorts, a pair of snap-off warm-up pants like basketball players wear, a few t-shirts and all of my sex toys. After he checked the bag, he tied me to the bed and bred me twice. When he was done, I cleaned his cock and he fed me his loads from my pussy. He left for a while and returned with a small, metal chastity device and a bowl of ice. He soaked my cock and balls in the ice until I was completely soft and whimpering at which time he locked my tiny dick up. After that, we left in his truck. As soon as we were in the truck, he took my jeans and said I'd get them back at the end of the trip. He pushed a huge plug up my ass and I sat naked in his truck leaving home. We stopped at a truck stop that evening and he made me put on the warm-up pants without a shirt or shoes and sent me to another truck in the lot. The driver was a huge black man and as soon as I got in his truck he turned me around, yanked the back of my pants, causing all of the snaps to come undone and expose my plugged hole. He pulled the plug out without any warning and shoved it in my mouth. He shoved his massive cock in my hole and started fucking me hard and fast until he dumped his load in my hole. Again, I cleaned his dick and he told me to go to a different truck in the lot. When I went to snap my pants back up, he said don't bother and made me walk across the lot to another truck with the plug in my mouth and my ass hanging out, dripping cum. I ran to the other truck where the driver tied me up in the back. He fucked me and dumped a load in me too before sending me back to my master. I got used to the routine but after a few days and even got used to the cum stains in my shorts and the locked cock had me horny 24/7. My master said he had a special treat planned for the end of the week before I had to head home. We went to a friends house, where I was tied up over a sawhorse in a barn. I was gagged and had a hood placed over my head so I couldn't see or say anything. He whispered that the good news was I wouldn't have to clean the dicks after they fucked me but he'd "make up for it." He apparently invited every trucker and anonymous top he could find. I could hear people talking and laughing in the background but couldn't tell what anyone was saying. I felt someone rubbing my hole with a liquid which I at first thought was lube. However, I soon realized it was much worse and as the first cock shoved into me, he whispered that it was GOJO lava soap. By the time he was done, I was crying hard and had my first load. His cock was quickly replaced with another and another. I'm not sure how many loads I took that night. I blacked out a few times to be woken up by a cock shoving deep into my pussy. When they were done fucking me, I was untied and fell to the floor. The gag was removed and I was told to lick the cum I spilled off the floor. It felt like I drank gallons of cum. After I cleaned up my mess, I was told my work wasn't quite done yet. I was told to get on all fours, face-down ass-up on the floor in the middle of the room. When I did, I saw my master bring out an aluminum baseball bat. I knew I was in for it now. He worked the bat into my hole slowly and then fucked me with it. Everyone was laughing at my pain and when he pulled the bat out, guys lined up and took turns pissing in my gaping hole. When it was over, a massive plug was shoved in my ass and I was told I was saving snacks for later. After all this, I thought my day was over, but I had to serve everyone there beers and snacks while they hung out and joked about what a cumdump faggot I am. Eventually, someone grabbed a large dog food bowl and made me squat over it. As I was squatting, the plug fell out and all of the piss and cum flooded out of my hole into the dog bowl. I was made to eat and lick the bowl clean. We rode back toward my town after that night. It took three days and he continued to pimp me out the entire way. I served as a glory hole cumdump at a dirty bookstore off the interstate. When we got close to town, he said he didn't have a load in town so I would be catching a ride with a friend of his the rest of the way. He pumped his last load in me on the side of a back highway where I switched trucks. The new guy seemed nice at first. However, that night he forced his cock in me and fucked me like the piece of shit faggot he called me. When he was done, and we were back in town, he dropped me off on the other side of town and took the last cash I had, "for the lift" so I'd have to walk all the way home. I asked if he had my jeans or the key to my lock, which he made me call my "clit cage." He laughed and said I was stupid for forgetting when I switched trucks. I've been caged now for over a year. My truck-driving master comes to town every once in a while and almost all my vacations are spent over-the-road now and I wouldn't trade anything.

It always started the same way. Some kid trawling Scruff after hitting the bars cause he didn't get lucky. Eric smiled when the kid sent him a woof -- another kid that was going get more than he was looking for. Eric's cock twitched at the idea of breeding this boy. He worked out hard and was in great shape; he had ink in all the right places but had the attitude to back it up. The kid's stats were pretty hot -- 6'2", 185 lbs and 23 years old-- too young to be completely filled out, but well on his way. After a few more details, the kid was on his way over. Eric's cock began to stiffen and push against his jeans, betraying his eagerness to share his seed with the boy. He went to the dungeon and put on his harness, perfectly framing the biohazard tattoo on his chest. He was ready to give this boy the fuck of his life. Perfectly on cue, there was a knock on the door upstairs and Eric went up to greet him. Opening the door, the boy was startled and stammered out a hello. Pulling him inside and slamming the door behind him, Eric easily overwhelmed the kid and nailed him to the wall. Forcing his tongue into the boy's mouth, he gave the boy a preview of what would be happening to his ass in a few minutes. The kid was enthusiastic and immediately moved his hands down Eric's jeans to feel his stiff cock. It was nine by seven, and a number 2 gauge PA. His cock was the perfect tool to share his gift, especially with inexperienced kids like this boy. In seconds, Eric's jeans were on the floor and the boy's face was buried his crotch, face smashed into the leaking red jock. Grabbing the kid under his arms, Eric heaved him to his feet and pushed him down the stairs to the dungeon. Pulling his head into his right arm and forcing the boy's mouth open again, Eric unzipped the kid's shorts and shoved them to the ground. The kid was wearing a jock like he was told and was about to be rewarded for it. Guiding the boy over to the leather covered St. Andrew's Cross leaned against the wall, he smiled as he pushed the boy against the cross and spread his legs. Tracing his tongue from the back of the boy's neck to the band of his jock, he could taste the salty sweat of excitement. As Eric moved his hand to spread the kid's checks, he felt the boy relax. He began tongue fucking the boy's ass, getting it ready for his leaking cock. Reaching down to his own jock, he pushed the pouch to the side, letting out his cock and balls. Slowly, he stood up, tracing the kid's spine with his tongue back up to his neck, and wrapped his right arm around the boy's neck in a choker hold. As the boy began to protest, Eric bit his neck firmly and the kid relaxed -- Eric's profile said he liked it rough. Using his free hand, he guided his dripping cock to just behind the boy's cunt and grinned. Without warning, he pushed his full 230 pounds of muscle down on the little bitch and impaled him with one stroke. As he felt his PA against the boy's hole, he instinctively tightened his arm around the boy's neck and forced his cock inside the kid. The boy tried to pull his ass off of Eric's cock, but the cross was in front and Eric's cock was behind. It was no use trying to get away. Eric was stronger than the boy by a long shot and his arm was like steel around the kid's neck. For just a second, he flashed back to his own youth when he was in the same position as this boy, about to be given a gift that would change his life forever. Amused by the boy's reaction, he began relentlessly pounding his cock into the boy's ass. Since that day ten years earlier, Eric had never worn a rubber. The kid would soon understand the gift he was about to receive and like Eric, would soon want nothing more than to share it. Pushing harder and deeper into the young stud's cunt, Eric's balls slapped the boy's ass with fury. The fire in his balls burned as the boy struggled. And then, the feeling started -- a gentle tingle deep in his balls began to stir. Smashing the boy's hips into the cross, the fire in his balls was quickly building pressure and urgency. The little cunt was about to feel the gift exploding from Eric's cock, flooding him from the inside and sharing the dark gift with him. Grinning with the thought of what was about to happen, he slammed his cock as deep into the kid as possible, and then it began. He screamed with pleasure as the boy's ass, wrecked from the viscous fucking, seemed to seize on his cock. As his balls pumped the dirty seed into the boy, he thrust harder and harder careful not to waste one drop of seed. The boy's ass tightened, drinking the dark gift that began burning his innocent cunt. As wave after wave of diseased seed flowed into the boy's guts, Eric felt him relax. He'd felt it before, a man getting his first taste of poison cum, suddenly realizes the gift. Eric's seed was doing its work, passing into the stud's veins, burning into his soul and converting him. Eric thanked his Lord for the boy impaled on his cock as he continued to shoot streams of burning seed into him. The boy was a man now, a brother; forever a servant, branded with the dark seed. Eric's work was done for the night. As the last drops of Eric's seed were greedily swallowed by the boy's ass, he leaned forward to his ear and whispered "Welcome, my brother." Unlike his entry into the boy, Eric began to slowly pull his cock out. Covered in dirty slime, he admired the look of his tool and the tight ass that was reluctantly letting his cock withdraw. As his head began to emerge, he noticed a few thick pieces of cum, slightly obscuring his 999 tattoo. The boy, weak from being used turned around and looked into Eric's eyes. Eric saw the fire of the seed in the boy's eyes. Guiding his new brother gently down to his knees, he allowed the boy to clean the remaining cum from his cock and worship.

Cummunion always good for cumdumps. love it when a guy is leaking cum, sloppy hole, and i slide it! Best kinda fuck there is

As a bottom, I love being rimmed. My bf will eat my pussy before, during and after fucking. I try to stay as clean as possible. I use Pure for Men and drink lots of water. Then a quick shower and douche before sex and I'm good to go.

In the last ten days I got lot of cums, some into my mouth, more into my hole. I wrote about two of them. Since the fuck with "beercan" guy, I was Coxx (I supposed the only Hungarian cruising bar in Budapest), and three times in Magnum sauna. I told you some details about my Thursday adventure (the orgy with piss drinking directly from guy's dick). So I try to wrote the other two real hot bareback session, during I collected many loads, if I will have time. But to summarise them, in Coxx I met a young Spanish hairy and bald cub, who bred me three times and gave his last cum deep into my throat. The arc with this guy was hot. If I remember it, it makes me hard as rock. There was other guys, who fucked me but they were wrapped unfortunately. After four hour almost non-stop sex (when I wasn't fucked, I sucked or let others to suck me) and my last (then I supposed it) fourth cum I went to Magnum to take a shower. Cleaning in Coxx is not too comfortable. An I didn't want to go home to my boyfriend in such a condition. If I as in Magnum, after shower did two round to check the guys and the events, when I met a fucking good-looking stud. He had beautiful eyes, shy smile. He was hairy, bearded, a but bearish, so simply perfect. After five minutes sucking he wanted to fuck me. Unfortunately wrapped. During I was being fucked, another pair was fucking besides us. I lent them poppers, condom etc. After his cum, the other fucker left us. The bottom stayed on his fours. While my fucker fucked me he played with this guy's hole. I asked him whether he want to fuck the other and he said yes. I didn't guess I would be able to cum a fifth, so I grabbed my key and left them. But I brought his key. I returned and they then finished. I asked my fucker whether he could cum, he said no. I on my four, my ass pushed up, and started to suck him. The bottom started to play my hole. I guess, he felt the lots of cums inside, he started to rimming and pushed into his bare dick. While I sucked the shy guy, the previous bottom fucked me hard and loaded me. The shy cum into my mouth. His cum was the tastiest, I have ever swallowed. It was as sweet as honey. Although I was exhausted I was also excited so came the fifth orgasm. The last two and freshest load were collected on Friday, when I fucked bb with two several guys, but only one of them need me, but he twice. But I wrote later about this story.

My boyfriend loves to suck my toes as he pounds my pussy. There's also something very intimate about having my feet pressed against his chest as he pounds me and looks into my eyes, sometimes sticking his fingers in my mouth to suck on as he fucks me hard.

Last night I was checking out BBRT when I was oinked by an older guy. He was undetectable, slim with a tightly trimmed beard, had a long thick cock, boasted that he was very good at sex, and wanted to play with me. (Did I!) After I cleaned out, I went over to his condo downtown. The pictures were accurate: He was just the sort of older daddy I love to play with. His dick, incidentally, was as he boasted, quite possibly nine inches long and thick. We made out, and then walked over to his bedroom. After I swallowed as much of his dick as I could as I knelt before him, I got onto the bed and I lifted up my legs. There, after he ate my hole superbly, with spit alone, he managed to slide his entire dick into my hole as I lay on my back twisting his nipples. It felt amazing to get fucked without lube, especially by such a huge dick. He fucked me slow for a bit and then pulled out. letting me get back down on my knees to suck him. We did it again, him fucking me with spit alone and stretching me as I lay on my back--he told me he could feel my second sphincter--looking at each other as he fucked me. The second time he pulled out, after sucking his dick and balls I went over eat his ass. His ass was fine, and opened up quickly and deeply, so much so that I asked him if he wanted me to fuck him. I did, sliding in with my own dick (5.5 real inches and thick) and going slowly. Apparently, he told me, most of the people he hooked up with concentrated so much on his impressive dick and his topping skills that they neglected his ass. The third time he fucked and fingered me until I came, him jacking off until he shot most of his load into my mouth. We then spent some time on the bed talking until, a half-hour later, we felt like coming again. He ended up fucking me until I shot, jacking off with him inside me, while I ended up very nearly fisting him (with actual lube, don't worry) until he came. It was spectacular--I still can't get over the way he was able to fuck me with spit alone. I most definitely would like to play with him again. Happily, he wants to do the same with me.

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My BF and I are both Poz and on meds as fucking raw is the only way.

Part 3: Cherry popped Once inside my life forever changed. Tom asked me to call him Daddy from this point on. And I had no problem with that. Daddy and I kissed passionately while we undressed each other. That's when I noticed a scorpion tattoo I had not noticed before. Daddy explained what it meant that he had HIV and said he wanted to share his gift with me. Instead of being scared I got excited and involuntarily shot a load of cum on the floor. Daddy then kissed me again as we made our way to what was to become our bedroom. Daddy laid me on the bed on my stomach and started eating my ass out preparing me for his huge cock. Daddy took his time and slowly worked his fingers in and out until I was taking four fingers with ease. My cock was rock hard again and so was Daddy's. He lubed up his cock and slowly slid it inside my aching ass. It hurt like hell at first but after a few minutes I was moaning like a cheap whore. Daddy went slow and was hitting my prostate perfectly. Since Daddy had already cum once he had great stamina. He would alternate between slow strokes to fast strokes which was driving me insane. Before I knew it I shot a load of cum into the mattress without touching my cock. This caused my asshole to tighten and Daddy shot a huge load in my ass. I was now injected with Daddy's gift. I used my ass muscles to milk Daddy's cock clean. Upon doing so I kept Daddy hard. Daddy got off of me and laid on his back while I got on top and rode his cock. I took my time enjoying every delicious inch of Daddy. I positioned myself so Daddy's cock rubbed my prostate at all times. I shot my third load of the night and still hadn't touched my own cock. Again this made Daddy's cock explode inside my ass and again he shot another huge load of cum. I fell against Daddy's chest exhausted. We kissed again and without asking me to I went down and cleaned Daddy's cock before snuggling up next to him for the night. I had taken three poz loads from Daddy in a few hours and I was so happy to receive Daddy's graduation gift to his new son. Saturday morning brings more sex and facing mom looking like a slut.

Joe left the room and shortly returned with his dealer. Still before me was a tall black Adonis. He let fisting eyes go over my body. He smiled. He told Joe that he had done good and that he was going to enjoy using my hole. He asked if I was poz and Joe replied with a laugh saying we are working on that. The Dealer , Daz, laughed out loud again and said that by the time he had finished today there would be no doubt. Daz looked me in the eye and slowly took his clothes of. He stood before me showing his hot body. Then I saw it. I gasped. Between his legs hung a large black cobra. He was massive. Daz said do you think you can handle all 12inches boi. I just smiled and licked my lips. Daz then reached into his trouser pockets on the floor. He brought out a little black bag. He emptied it out. There was a bag of crystal, some points and a massive piercing. I watched as Joe picked up the piercing and threaded it through the head of his foot long snake. He then secured it with an agreeable looking spike. I knew that this was gonna hurt and I couldn't wait. Daz asked Joe how much meth he had given me. Joe told him a quarter and confirmed that it was the largest I had taken so far. Daz smiled and picked up a point. He looked at me and asked if I was ready to take his load. I nodded. I could not wait. Daz tied of my left arm and then picked up a needle. He pierced my skin and drew back to get a register. I was surprised when he then tied of my right arm, picked up another point and did the same thing. He then looked me in the eye. Released the ties and pushed the plungers down as one. The taste was strong. My heartbeat started to go ten to the dozed. Me chest felt like it was grabbed in a vice like grip. I started to panic. Then I coughed. Not just 3 or 4 times like normal but I Coulthard for a good minute. Then the rush. My ears started ringing my sight went multichromed and blurred. My body became warm and I felt it wash over me. God this was good. I was flying. Daz looked at me and asked if I was feeling good. I could not talk but just moaned. My ass needed him desperately. I could not move but kept trying to raise my ass. Daz said to Joe to put his cock in my Mouth. Give him something to suck on. Daz looked at my hole and could see it winking at him. He reached for the bag of crystal. I was flying like never before but he placed the schards at my hole and roughly pushed them in. He worked then deep and I could feel him tearing up my hole. My high increased. He then placed his cock at my hole. He told me to look at him. It was hard to concentrate. I needed filling. I was desperate. Daz slapped my face and told me to focus. I looked deep into his eyes and then in one thrust he buried his foot long rod deep into my hole until he was ball deep. I screamed out loud. Joe's cock muffled the noise . I could feel that dazs cock had caused some damage but I wanted more. Daz pulled back to the enterance and then plunged in again. The pain felt good. I wanted him and I could not get enough. Daz fucked me for over an hour and I felt him flood my hole at least 3 times. He then pulled out and his cum started to run out. My hole bleeding. Daz told Joe to fuck me. Joe pulled his cock out of my mouth where I had been nursing it. He looked at my hole. High fives Daz and plunged his cock into my hole. I moaned. Daz came round to my face. I knew what he wanted. He put his dick against my lips. I opened my mouth and he started to feed me. I could taste all of my juices. I could feel the piercing scraping my throat. One Daz was deep inside my throat he told Joe to stay still. He tied of Joe's arm and his own. He then put a needle in Joe's arm and pulled back to get a register. He then put about a quarter of the contents in Joe's arm. He then placed the same need in his arm. Pulled back to get his register and again put about a quarter in his arm. They then pulled of the ties and coughed. Then then rode their rush. Daz then tied of my arm and placed the needle in my arm. He pulled back, got a register and emptied the contents in my arm. The tie was pulled of and I coughed again. I was really flying now. Joe and Daz then fucked my holes. I don't know how long it went on for as I was in a euphoric state. I had never felt so good in my life. When Joe and Daz had finished they both pulled out. My hole was plugged by a massive butt plug and I was untied and taken to the bedroom and layed down. Daz then said to Joe that I was one hot slut. He said that he had given me a full point the first time and .5 the second time. He said I would be flying for a good while yet. He said that I need to be kept hydrated . He then told Joe that he had some bottles made up in his bag which had been laced with G. I was fed one of these and laid back down. I wanted to be fucked again. The plug was not fulfilling my needs and Daz could see it. Daz asked Joe if he minded if he got some of his sellers over to give them a treat for all there hard work. Joe smiled and agreed. Daz got onto his phone and sent a few text. The first reply was within a minute. Daz said the first guy would be here in 10 minutes. Daz confirmed that the G would start to work about the same time. In my drugged up state I could not speak but I knew this amazing night was going to get better still. I could not wait

The following week passed in a blur. I just did everything on autopilot remembering the life changing weekend I had the previous weekend. On Friday I skipped classes altogether and made sure that I was ready inside and out for my next lesson with Joe. I arrived dead on time in my board shorts and vest. I did not put any underwear on as I would have struggled to keep my raging hard on under wraps. As soon as I entered the house Joe ordered me to strip. He then asked me if I wanted to learn more which I eagerly replied that I did. He immediately pulled out a loaded needle, tied of my arm and proceeded to slam me. As he removed the tie the chemical taste hit the back of my throat and I started coughing out. After my body got that warm feeling all over followed by my ass starting to scream to be fucked. I dropped to my knees to take Joe's massive cock down my throat but he stepped back. He could see the want, the lust in my eyes but he kept me at arm's length. Instead he got me off my knees and guided me to the living room. The TV was showing BB porn and in the middle of the room was a padded fuck bench. I was led over to this and laid down on it. Joe then proceeded to secure my hands and feet to each corner. Once he realised I was secure he then started toLube my hole. He placed a finger at a time in my hole slowly working me open. I felt the familiar burn and realise I was being ripped up. Joe then stood and placed his throbbing cock at my enterance. He then slowly but forcefully pushed his monster cock into my hole making me moan out loud. He then proceeded to fuck me long n hard for about 30 minutes before announcing he was going to shoot his deadly load into my eager hole. He ploughed in two more times and let out a massive road as he released his poz seed deep into my hole. He slowly withdrew his cock and placed a large black butt plug in my hole. He then went on to tell me he had a surprise for me. He said that if I truly wanted to be a cum dump then I had to take more than just his load. He then said that as I was so hot that he had told his dealer about me . The dealer wanted to come over and fuck me. I readily agreed and Joe said good as he was already waiting in the next room.

Part 8 It was early evening Saturday by now, I’d been at Dean’s house since early afternoon. I had no idea how long I’d been there until I looked at a clock. I didn’t care either, all I wanted was more drugs, more cock and more cum inside me. Daddy and I got in the car and he turned to me “I’m so fucking proud of you Justin. You were amazing back there. Daddy raised you to be a dirty little whore who never said no. And you proved yourself to be exactly that today. Dean kept track and you took 18 loads today including the ones at the mall.” I smiled and blushed a little. I love making Daddy proud of me. And my cumdump was still aching for more. “Thanks, Daddy. I had an awesome time. My pussy was fucking hungry. What’s the surprise?” He just smiled and kept driving. “You’ll see. I know you’re going to like it. One more thing you should know. I set you up with Dean. I wanted you to have a good experience the first time you got gang banged, and I know him and trust him. I wanted my baby boy to be raped hard but kept safe.” He smiled at me and continued, “I met Dean when he was only 18 and still a virgin. I took his cherry and got him into pig sex, just like you. Now you’re 18 and he’s helping me introduce you to being the dirty little faggot pig I know you can be.” He reached over and tousled my hair. Then he reached behind me and started to play with the crack of my hairy ass. I leaned my head back and moaned. “Fuck Daddy, my ass is so fucking hungry. I really need to take some more cocks. Are you taking me to where I can get more cocks, please?” He laughed and said “holy shit, son, you are a hungry little fag. Yes, I’m taking you to where you can get more cocks. As a matter of fact we’re here.” Daddy pulled the car up in front of a low, sleazy looking one story building. There was graffiti on one end and the sign was kind of beat up. It read ‘13th Avenue Arcade.’ I couldn’t figure out why were going to an arcade to play video games, and said so. He laughed “Oh baby boy, it’s not that kind of arcade. But we will be playing some fun games. Mostly involving your cunt and some strangers’ cocks.” He pulled the car around the back, and parked in a dark corner of the parking lot. He leaned over and kissed me deep on the lips. “You’re such a hot little faggot, son. I can’t wait for you to find out your surprise.” He grinned again, and pulled a small case out of the glovebox of the car. He unzipped it and pulled out two loaded points, along with a strap and alcohol pads. I knew exactly what to do. I grabbed the pad and started wiping the crook of my arm while Daddy put a strap on each of our arms. He carefully slid the needle into my arm and pulled back until it registered a bright red flash. He smiled and said “hold on, when I say ‘now,’ push it in,” and proceeded to slip the loaded point into his vein. As soon as his point registered, he looked over at me and said “you ready faggot?” I laughed and said “I was born ready for this, Daddy.” He laughed again and said “you sure were. NOW!” With that we both pushed the plungers in on our respective points. This one was stronger than what Dean and Eric had given me, my ears rang, and I started to cough. I could see that it was affecting Daddy the same way. “Good boy! Let’s go in there and get you gang raped!” I opened the door of the car and got unsteadily to my feet. I made an extra effort to keep the buttplug in my cunt, not wanting to lose any of the 18 loads of cum I had inside me. Daddy opened the back door of the arcade and I could see it was dimly lit inside. Off to the right there was a door with two large windows in it, and I could see a video playing there on an enormous screen. I could hear some low moaning from behind the door and from other places in the room I couldn’t identify. To the left were a bunch of plywood booths with doors on them. A couple were ajar and I could see video screens inside, showing clips of movies. There were 8 or 10 men milling about the room, cruising or being cruised. Daddy and I walked to the front of the room and passed through a brightly lit doorway into the front part of the store. There were cheap sex toys for sale, dildos, vibrators, cockrings, as well as a few straggler DVDs for people who hadn’t quite embraced streaming porn. Daddy walked up to the counter and threw $20 on the glass case. He smiled at the young man working there and said “Hey Chuck how you been? This is my son, Justin. I’m bringing him around to show him the ropes.” Chuck laughed. He reached out a meaty paw at the end of a hairy arm and shook my hand. “Nice to meet ya Justin. Your Dad’s a nasty fucking pig. He teaching you to be one too?” I blushed and said “he sure is. I love it.” Chuck laughed and leaned over to ask Daddy quietly, “you been playin darts with this boy?” Daddy laughed. “Maybe. You’ll have to find out.” Chuck got a nasty shit eating grin on his face. “I plan to do that, Mike.” Chuck was a large man, about 30 years old, probably 6’5” tall and broad shouldered. He had hair pouring out of the collar of his t-shirt, as if the thin white cotton just couldn’t contain the fur. He had a little bit of a beer belly and a shaved head. He was incredibly hot, and his tight shorts left little to the imagination. Chuck took the $20 bill Daddy laid on the counter and handed Daddy a bunch of brass tokens. He took half of them and handed them to me. Chuck said “feel free to go in the movie room. Let me know when you wanna go back there and I’ll buzz you in.” Daddy tousled my hair again and said “you ready boy? Let’s go get that cumdump raped again. What do you say?” “Fuck yeah, Daddy. My pussy is desperate. I’ve gotta have more cum inside me. I really wanna get used like a whore.” He laughed and we walked in the back. “Have fun, guys, I’ll come back and check on you in a while,” Chuck said. Daddy and I waved and we walked back into the back room. He led me over to one of the booths in the middle of the row and opened the door. There were holes in both side walls and a TV screen at the front. Daddy pulled the door shut and said “strip.” I took off my t-shirt and shorts and he reached around and pulled the large buttplug out of my hole. I moaned loudly. I lived for my cunt being full, and now it felt so empty. The slam we did in the car left me desperate for cock. Daddy reached over and started to kiss me hard, on the mouth and said “are you ready for your surprise, son? Are you ready to be bred by any cock that wants to breed you?” “Fuck Daddy! I need it so badly. You know I can’t say no to cock.” I moaned loudly. He reached over and bent me at the waist and I figured it out. He wanted me to shove my cunt up against the hole in the wall. “That’s it boy! That’s called a glory hole. You’ll find out in a minute why.” I moaned again, and I could hear the door in the next booth open. Then I heard one of the tokens dropped into the machine, a zipper pulled down and pants hitting the floor. “It’s showtime, baby boy,” Daddy whispered. “Fuck Daddy! I love you so much. This man is going to breed me and I can’t even see him, but I love his cock no matter what, as long as he shoots another load in me." I could feel the man’s cock head pressed against my ass, and I pushed my hole back further and just let his cock slide inside me. I heard the man in the other booth moan as his cock made its way inside my cunt. “Fuck that’s sloppy,” I could hear him whisper to himself. Daddy gave me a hit of poppers which I pulled deep into my lungs and held there. My cunt relaxed even more if that was possible. I was flying. I was high on crystal and poppers and cock. Mostly cock. Daddy’s surprise was just beginning but I could tell it was going to be a helluva fun night. The man in the other booth got into a good rhythm of fucking me with his nice fat 7” uncut cock. I moaned in a low guttural voice as the man started to pound my cunt, and Daddy said “I’ll be back in a minute, son. I’m pretty sure you know what to do now.” He handed me the bottle of poppers and let the door of the booth shut behind him. I was in heaven, and hoped it would last forever. Just as the booth door closed, the man on the other side of the wall sped up and I could feel his cock throbbing. Then the spurts that went all the way up my cunt. I was tweaked out of my mind, and focused on one thing and one thing only. My cunt and getting it as loaded up and raped by as many cocks as possible. The first glory hole cock held still and throbbed inside my ass, then it slid out of me and I heard the man in the booth pull up his pants and walk out. I noticed some movement in the booth on the other and I looked inside, only to see a huge fat cut dick appear. “Sit on it faggot,” the disembodied voice on the other side said. “Yes, sir!” I said and turned around only to sink my sloppy hole onto the new man’s cock that wanted to use me. I could tell it was going to be a long night and my cunt throbbed now that it was once again happy and full of cock.

I admit I'm an insatiable cocksucker but now I want to get fucked without cleaning out before and then starting cleaning his dirty cock with my tongue and lips mixing his ass juices with his cum and then wash it down with his piss. I figure that would officially make me a raunchy, nasty ass pig faggot ready for the rim chair, bath tub and grungy feet.

Every thrust has me wondering if today would be the day, if today he’d flood me and knock me up. I know that I don’t want it, that I keep telling him to be safe, to be careful but my boyfriend doesn’t listen. He loves to fuck me, to show me that I’m his in the most primal way and once he gets me going, my body tight and needy he knows I won’t stop him no matter what he does. It’s not every day, it’s not even regular or anything I can plan it’s just that some days he decides that he’s going to fuck me bare. Though that last part he does more often than not, fucking into me without any protection or barriers between us as he calls me his cumslut while he drives me to orgasm after orgasm. He knows how risky it is, how I can’t take Truvada and how him being in me bare is such a risk. He knows but he doesn’t care, because he likes to claim me, to mark me as his, to flood my insides with his cum and tell me that I’m his, his and no one elses. His biohazard tattoo placed on his pec demonstrates his pride in being poz. Its placement is deliberate, it shows under tank tops and when he is shirtless at the gym, riding his bike or on runs. The good thing is that he doesn’t always cum inside, in fact more often than not he’ll pull out to splatter his cum on my back or my stomach or my face. I love that feeling, the hot sticky streaks of it all over me, marking me and showing that I’m his. The cum inside of me marks me even more, the fact that he doesn’t plan it, that he simply decides it in that last heartbeat before he explodes makes that risk so much more intense. Every time, every thrust inside could be the one before he floods me with his toxic cum and no matter how many times I remind him of the risk, how many times I warn him that he’ll poz me he does it anyways. I can’t say that I really hate it, I love that feeling, the way he swells and twitches inside of me as he fills me. I love how he gasps and groans and his hands tighten on my body slamming deep and holding me still while he floods me. It’s probably the most intense feeling in the world, that moment before he cums where I’m wondering if he’ll pull out and be safe or if he’ll flood me and risk our futures for the chance to mark me, to feel me clench and flutter around him as he pours himself into me. I don’t hate it but I definitely don’t want to get poz yet, I have to finish school and then get a job and begin our lives together. I want his cum loads and he knows that, but he also knows the risks, the way him knocking me up would endanger the easy future we want but he doesn’t care. I can always feel him behind me, can see it in his eyes that lust to flood me that he doesn’t care about all of that, that all that matters is me and him and that moment where he shoots his load into me. He doesn’t follow any schedule, doesn’t warn me before he cums, he simply fucks me into oblivion and then fills me and I can’t help but love it. I know that sooner or later I’ll be where I am now, his cock in me, twitching and swelling and his hands manhandling my pecs and nipples before he cums deeply inside. It’ll be that day where his cum finds my ripe hole waiting with an easy infection point and suddenly I’ll be full of his babies. He doesn’t ask, I don’t think he even cares about that moment all that much all he cares about is marking me as his. The way he’ll ignore my protests and cum deeply into me as he tells me that he knows how much I want this only serve to make it hotter. He knows how much this turns me on, how much I want to risk it but also how much I don’t want to be HIV positive yet. I tell him that I don’t want it and he’ll push into me bare and tell me that I might say that but my body tells him what I really need. It won’t be long before I’m pushing back and moaning out how good his toxic poz cock feels, bare inside of me as he fucks me. I still warn him, still beg him not to cum in me but he always tells me to hush, to just enjoy him giving me what I need as he slides through my folds and presses against my ass lips. He drives me to this feeling, that height of both ecstasy and fear in that moment before he’ll stiffen. I can feel it now, his cock driving into me as he waits to make his choice, as he thrusts deep again and again and draws my voice out of me in moans and squeals and gasps. In a moment I’ll know which one he chooses, our futures or a gamble for him to mark me as his, to show himself and everyone else that I’m no one elses as his cum leaks out of me and runs down my legs. I should stop him, make him be safe but I simply can’t bring myself to make him change, to stop him from taking me and marking me as his, his unmedicated cum on me, in me, flooding me again and again. Sooner or later his risk, his willingness to risk my future will affect us but maybe not this time, maybe we’ll be lucky again. Or maybe I'll earn my biohazard tattoo this time.

Last night my friends straight son came to mine........got chatting about stuff and I asked to suck his cock (8 thick).......one thing lead to another and introducing him to my arse in the air I ended up getting it filled with 2 huge loads bareback..........he came around again tonight to get sucked and dumped another load in me after playing with 4 fingers up my hole.......he is coming around again tomorrow........I've a feeling he will be fisting and dumping loads up me within next 2 weeks........he's a right horny greedy fucker so I'm going to let him use me however he wishes.

I also think Derek Parker, Charlie Harding and Mike Dozer are incredibly hot.

I agree that cum in my ass makes me feel good. While I try to keep cum inside me as long as possible, it usually is leaked out in 8 to 10 hours. While I can't prove it scientifically, I have to believe some microscopic components of cum are absorbed into the colon wall, and act as mood elevators. I also believe other components of cum are similarly absorbed over several hours, and stimulate intense cravings for more cum. So while I enjoy and feel good to have cum marinating in my ass, I am always looking for more cumloads.

Amazing, so so so sexy

Love some ripe pits stinkin up the room. Who the hell needs poppers?

I searched for the guy who I wanted to poz me, I wanted to know who impregnated me with his toxic load. We kinda found each other by accident. He is a former twink porn star and now a high priced escort. He is hot, hung , uncut, and cums huge loads. We spent a weekend together and we had some awesome sex, enhanced unknowingly at first, agreed to let him use me as he pleased. I was tied up a chemed up and I took his loads and other body fluids in my body however he chose. I was tied up in the room and watched him breed cute twinks . He was so toxic that I got the fuck flu within a few weeks and I didn't even put 2and2 together since it was so soon. He kept in touch with me and said that he has no doubt I was pregnant with his HIV baby.... He was absolutely right, I tested positive less than a month and my viral load was ridiculously high. Found out when I was in the hospital for double pnuemonia and ended up with MRSA. I am lucky I didn't die. I am on meds and my cd4 is 1135. Undetectable. I still take poz loads

Hey bud, reading this I felt like it was something I had written. Can so relate to it. My ex (we were together for 12 years) was poz, and I'm neg. He's the first person who made me realize, and take, the reality that I was meant to be a bottom and not the top I had previously been. There was no turning back since then. We knew the risks up front but made the agreement that as long as he pulled out before cumming, there was a likelihood it would be "okay", i.e. safer. I could never stand rubbers as a top - something just made me lose hardness. Anyway, we fucked regularly, often and everywhere - raw- but somehow I was always unfulfilled or disappointed in a way, that he couldn't breed me. While I didn't want to convert to poz, I so wanted to feel him breeding me, and to be able to look into his eyes as he was doing so. To me it's the real way that natural manimal mating is meant to be. One or two times over the years he wasn't able to hold back and realized he was cumming inside me and quickly pulled out. Because we never were really able to finish it with total completion I always felt something empty, but understood the deal, and the consequences. I always thought "If I'm going to get 'it' from anyone, I'd rather it be from him." Anyway, I've been fucked often (never enough) and bred by neg guys (how are you ever sure?), so far lucky, but still love that intimacy or reality or lust, whatever, of being bred. Just thought I'd share since I thought you might relate. ;-)

So this dude hit me up on bbrt in May. Unlike most guys who are only looking to bs, this one was serious. Not only that, he is a true pig. This text got me instantly hard as fuck: “So, would you be down to flip fuck using my frozen cum as lube?” “Umm, Fuck yeah!! When and where?” After meeting up, we head to the darkened bedroom and drop our clothes. Just me in a pair of black no-show Nike socks and him fully nude. “Should I get that out of the freezer?” “Fuck yeah. Why not?” The original plan was to thaw it out and use it as fuck lube. However, after some hot foreplay and making out, I reached over to grab the bag next to us on the mattress. I opened it up, and got some out with my fingers and held it in the palm of my right hand. It was raunchy: smelly, slippery and slimy. My bud then sucks it up into his mouth. Then the real fun begins. After taking in the hot scent of his jizz, he is over me spitting it into my open mouth. Half of it runs down my cheek. He tried to lick up what was running down, but some stayed behind and dried up as we went at it. For the next 15 minutes, we scooped his nut out of the bag a little of the time, shoved it in our mouths and made out like fucking pigs. Then, I felt the little that was left behind start to get pushed up against my hole. Fuck yeah! Time to mix it up and get into some raunchy flip fucking. Anyone interested in Part II? Let me know

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I met up with my little toned bottom pup again. Although he says he is not usually a bottom (right). It is him I'm fucking in the pics I posted. I was wiped out Sunday evening, but he said he got the hotel in town just to see me. A likely story, but I went over anyway as we did have a good time last time we fucked. Anyway he is hung like a bull and it was hot when he rode me and his cock was flopping all over the place. I got him on the edge of the bed and really pounded him. Then I put my feed on the bed frame and squatted down into him with his legs in my hands. Almost pulling out each time. We fucked like hell. I got all the way up towards his guts when I scissored him and his eyes were rolling back in his head. By the time I blew my load up there we had been fucking for 3 hours on and off, mostly on. I fell right asleep. As I was leaving he said the same thing he told me before. Was one of the best times he ever had. I wondered after doing more than 100 porn movies if he was just blowing smoke up my ass. But the ego stroke felt good. All I know is his hole feels good and its fun to have a fuckbuddy that just likes to fuck. And is sane. He's been an all-nighter for a decade, but he has kept most of his marbles. Once in a while you find one of the good ones. Never give up hope. And as I said, after we met ten years ago at a party I always regretted not fucking him. At least I have gotten to more than make up for it.

Part 14 Home Slice Damn, what a hot fuck session Robbie and I had those couple hours. Dante finally stopped us reminding me that we need to get me some me clothes and had an appointment at the car dealers. I really didn't want him spending all this money on me, especially on a car. Robbie’s actions and aggressiveness surprised me. In the limited time we interacted I took him to be more like me, more of a bottom, but then again, I recently discovered the joy of topping. We left a naked Robbie in the condo with a few of the crew and I knew he was going to continue to fuck turn whomever would fuck him. Dante filled me in on Robbie as we drove to the mall. Dante I had forgotten that Robbie was versatile. When I first met him he was hanging out with a couple of my guys willing to let any of them fuck and breed him. I knew he was bug chasing, never knew the real reason until the plan to poz Jeremy was hatched. Jeremy had wanted to stealth bread Jeremy ever since he was pozzed a couple months back, but was never able to pull it off. I let him know that the first poz load into Jeremy’s neg cunt belonged to b Home Slice for what he did to him, but that he could deliver the second load. He let me know that he’d be satisfied watching Chris breed his suck up ass and then have to take his dirty load after. On our way over to the mall, I filled Home Slice in on Robbie. We parked at the mall and headed to the only store I shop at Abercrombie and Fitch. I could tell something was on Home Slice’s mind even before he sspok, “Dante, you don’t need to spend this much money on my clothes, I’d be happy with clothes from Walmart or Target . even the GAP’s clothes are ok with me.” I made sue he knew that the money didn’t matter to me, he really had no idea how much cash I have stashed away in multiple banks in different countries around the world in case I ever needed to run from the law. I told him, “Don’t worry about the money Home Slice, you see that I always have the nicest clothes to wear and you should too. You’re living with me now and I want you looking damn good where ever you go. You know I love you and I know you love me too. So when we get in the store you might see a could guys you think you know, but you don't, got it?” He nodded ‘yes’ and answered, “Got it.” The store manager is one of my biggest sellers and all of his employees have at some point sampled the ‘goods' and whether straight, bi or gay have all been fucked by him while high. Of course a number of them he pozzed, some escaped that fate only to succumb to his poz cock eventually as they craved to Tina and his cock in their assess. He greeted me, I explained the situation, and told Home Since, “Have fun and pick out what you want to wear. I may pick out a few things I want you to see you wearing. And as your your underwear, I’ve already ordered a bunch of Andrew Christian boxer briefs in you size, I every color with multiple pair in a select few I like to see you wear.” Home Slice For the next two hours I tried on jeans, khakis, shorts and shirts of all kinds. There were several I really liked. When he came time to pay for the clothes one of the sales associates said he wanted to show me something and led me to a back room. Before I knew it he was on his knees getting ready to suck my cock as he told me, “My manger told me that Dante wanted me to give you a blow job for all the clothes you’re buying.” This kid was taking my 7” down you the root when I finally remembered where I had seen (struck met) him before. It was the day I was taught the art of the for job. He was just as good as the time he was teaching me by sucking my cock then, of it was for the Tina in my system I probably would have been my load in a couple minutes instead of the 20 it took him to eat my cum. After he was done he told me, “I wish you and I could party-n-play sometime.” I answered him, “You never know, I can ask Dante.” He got a panicked look on his face pleading with me, “Please don’t say anything, if Randy (the store manager) was to find out that I said anything to you, I might get fired. I need the job to afford my own place.” I promise him, “I won’t say a word to anyone” He led me back to the front of the store where Dante was waiting for me, but I didn’t see the clothes. He quickly said, “The manager is having a couple of his employees are taking you new threads over to the condo. We have one more stop to make.” Dante As we dove over to the car lot I asked him, “Did you enjoy your for job?” He nodded ‘Yes’, and I then asked, “You know half of those boys are jealous of you, the other half want to party with you.” We pulled into the car dealers lot. Home Slice commented, “Looks like he’s closed.” I laughed, “Yeah, it is, but not to us. This guy does a lot of our ‘transportation’.” My connection at the dealership was the owner, who came out as I parked my car. See greeted each other and I introduce Home Slice (using his given have Chris). He reached out to shake his hand and said, “Based on what Dante told me I pulled a few cars for you to look at, and if you don’t see what you like we can go through the lot into we find what you want to drive.” He led us over to a group of a half dozen cars. I could tell the minute be saw this one particular truck he was going to want it, but I knew he’d think it was gong to cost me money. I never pay for a car for this guy, so whatever car to chooses is his period.. The car that I wanted him to have was a 2016 Cadillac Escalade that was loaded. He wanted by that car first, pausing by the Cadillac before looking the other cars over, every so often looking over at the Caddy or walking by the car with a ‘wanting’ glance. He asked about each car except the Caddy. I then asked him, “What about the Escalade here, this is a nice ride.” He walked over to the Caddy, opened the door, looked inside and said, “This car is too expensive. You already spent too much on my clothes.” I joined him at the car’s door, leaned in and whispered to him, “Don’t worry Home Slice, the car won’t cost me a dime. Pick out what you want.” He got a smile on his face, climbed in the Caddy and asked, “Can I take it for a test drive?” The dealership owner said, “It has a push button start, here the remote that needs to be in the car for it to start.” I climbed I when him as we drove around a few minutes before heading back to the dealership. I asked him, “You look the Caddy?” He started to cry and through his sobs he tried to say, “I'm sorry you have to do an this for me.” I let him know, “None of what your father did is anyone’s can't but Jeremy’s, and he's going to get his, and you’re the one who's gong to give it to him. Now let's get you this car.” We finished up business and headed back to the condo. Since he was now going to be living with me I had him park in the garage. We headed in to find a high as a kite Robbie getting gang banged by a good number of my crew, both gay and straight. We exchanged glances and headed to my bedroom. I showed him the spare closet where his clothes were now neatly hanging. He thanked me, dropped to his knee, pulled my cock out and began giving me one hell of a blow job. I didn't think I’d last that long, to be honest, I didn’t want to, we had a pizza being delivered. And I didn’t hold back giving him a big load to swallow since I hadn’t cum in a week.

Part 13 Dante Someone outed Home Slice to his father. I was determined to fund it who was behind this and make them pay. Although I am totally pissed off, this does play to my advantage, he needs a place to live and that place was with me. It was going to be nice having his white ass in my bed every night. His father was a real ass hole about it reporting the truck stolen, I had plans for him, but first I needed to take care of my boy. He was going to need threads and a ride. He sat quietly I the passenger seat, I got the feeling he may have thought I was mad at him. I spoke first, “Don’t worry Home Slice, I’ve got it all covered.” I started working my contacts. First he needed a ride. I called my connection at a used dealership. The owner dis business with Miguel and me so he always can do me a favor. I explained the situation and he said I should stop by the lot at 6:00 pm. Now to get him clothes. It was Sunday afternoon so the best place to shop was the mall. I let him know the plan for the day, “We’ll stop by the condo so you can drop off your stuff and then we’ll head over to the mall and get you some new threads.” He spoke for the first time, “I’m sorry Dante, I didn’t mean to it you in a spot with the police.” I reassured him, “No worries, I know those boys. They help keep the heat off. You got any idea who did your dad?” He shook his head ‘No’. I had to ask, “You think it was Michael?” He answered, “No, not after Robbie and I convinced him that it would be in his best interest to say a word.” I wasn’t going to tell Home Slice, but I plan to have a ‘nice chat’ with Michael. That all changed when we walked into my crib to find Robbie waiting for us. He quickly explained why he came over to my place, “I tried calling Chris, but his phone was disconnected.” Chris quickly said, “That figures with what he liked with the truck.” Robbie continued, “l tried to stop him, but he we determined to fuck Chris up. Jeremy told your father about you being gay. He was in the entry of the bathroom last Monday when Michael was talking to you. He heard everything and was determined to out you.” Home Slice quickly begged me, “Please don’t kill him. I’m sure we can come up with a good way you get him back.” I was not going to kill the little bottom bitch, I had a plan and I knew Home Slice would love the idea. Jeremy has been begging me to join him to party-n-play. I knew the little queen never barebacked and he’d probably not want me to fuck him if he knew I was poz. I told Home Slice and Robbie my plan, l Jamey's 18th birthday is in a week, right?” Robbie answered, “The night after graduation.” I added, “I bet he’s planning a party night for him and a select few. I’m going to agree to join him but his birthday as looking as I can bring a couple friends, Home Slice here along with a couple of my crew that are all poz. I take it you’ll be there Robbie?” Robbie answered, “Of course I’ll be there, I never miss one of Jeremy’s parties, even though he insists on everyone playing safe.” I asked Robbie to do something that I knew he wouldn’t say no to, “Robbie, I need to know who he is going to have at the party.” My plan was to make sure that the only ones to show up would be poz. Home Slice guy a huge grin on his face when he realized that my plan was to poz Jeremy’s ass. I’m sure Home Slice knew Robbie was poz, after all, he did get fucked by all my crew after he taught him how to suck dick. Robbie looked at Home Slice and asked, “Are you finally poz?” Home Slice answered, “I think so, just had the ‘flu’ last week.” Robbie went and gave him a hug and a kiss saying, “Right on, welcome to the club bro. The thought of you now poz has gotten me fucking horny.” Damn, two horny 18 year-olds, I’d love to watch these two to at it right now, “Why don’t we go to my bedroom where you two can have some fun.” As we headed to my bedroom I cashed uupon a couple of my guys who are hanging around to grab a couple cameras and join us I my bedroom. One we got to my bedroom it didn’t take lot for them to get naked while I prepped a couple points and some Caverjack to keep them hard. I first administers the Caverjack to each and as my guys arrived with the video cameras they were ready to be slammed. They began to record when I started to slam both twinks. I told them, “I want you two to flip fuck ave have some fun while I watch and there guy record the action.” They stared off kissing, but that didn’t last long before they were sucking each other’s cocks. Robbie was the first to top and quickly mounted Home Slice’s ass pounding away until he unloaded inside his ass as he screamed, “Take my dirty cum.” Once Robbie had pulled out Home Slice quickly flipped Robbie around and slammed his cock inside Robbie balls deep in a single thrust which caused Robbie to scream out. Home Slice took his time as he worked his cock in and out of Robbie's hole. The purpose of letting them fuck each other was to not just let them have some fun, but to see how Robbie will do as a top when he is Jeremy. When Home Slice finally shot his load Robbie was begging to be filled. He wasn’t ready for Home Slice to remain hard after he shot his wad. Home Slice looked down as Robbie and asked, you ready for a second load?” Robbie answered, “Give it to me.” Home Slice screamed out, “FUCK! I’M CUMMING AGAIN!” Fling Robbie with a second wad before going soft allowing Robbie to switch and mount his ass from behind keeping Home Slice ok his hands and knees. Robbie showed little mercy as he slammed his cock in to the root. While grabbing Home Slice’s waist he pounded away until he shot his second load. This went on for 3 hours before they began to tire out I need to take Home Slice to get some new clothes.

1st of 3 Club120 BB Sex Parties in Toronto -> Sun., June 3/18 Hey, Rawbros! Today I attended the first of 3 Pride month bb sex parties at Club120 in Toronto. A lot of new faces, cocks, and asses. I guess word-of-mouth or mouth-on-cock/lips-to-ass have new guys out to this unique event more and more. I blasted a 2-day load into an Asia guy who had two (or 3?) fingers up my ass as he was sucking my hard cock. Where fingers or cock I cum pretty fast. I got to fuck several bottoms' asses. A great feeling! One Middle Eastern younger guy was being fucked; his hard dick was swinging left to right. I got under him, and he pointed his dick into my mouth. I kept sucking his dick as he was being fucked. He did manage to say to me it would take him a long while to cum in my mouth even though he was hard as a rock. Some guys cum quickly, others take a long time. The sluttiness of this play was SO nice. I did douche beforehand and had a few guys fuck me. No loads though, but the feeling was AWESOME. All in all, the bb environment was real nice once again to experience. Like I've said before, it's like a bb porn shoot in real time. Cheers!

I struggled as those words sank into my head: ‘Good thing you have us here to help you realise what a pleasure centre you can be. So much potential for you as a pozbro’ – fucking hell. I need to get out of here now. However I’ve been sucking on a poz cock, and there’s another one targeting my hole. “That’s right bro. Let us in” Glen said as his precum started to drip over my hole and started to make his way in. Fuck it hurt, but a good hurt. Everything screaming at me to wake up out of this nightmare. These two toxic men have me pinned down, with no escape. “What’s your name, pig? Good to know which new members to keep an eye on” “Huh? Um, yeah, it’s Dan” “Hey Dan, hot body you have there. We rarely see guys your age – I’m thinking 40? - still neg here, so you have to understand our excitement.” “Yeah but… I don’t want to join. I just want to go home. Please… let me go and I’ll leave you to it” “Too late bro. You’ve got toxic precum in your mouth and around your pighole now, and those poppers are helping us to see what your prospects are and what you REALLY want” “Seriously, don’t do this. I don’t want to become a poz…” It was then when Glen rammed his cock further into me at the same time as Steve shoved his cock into my throat. The pain of gagging subsided as I got used to my plight. I’m being spit-roasted by two toxic fuckers and somehow calming down into their strokes and rhythm against my best wishes. I could hear Glen and Steve muttering encouragement to each other “Yeah, that’s the stuff. He’s adapting nicely”, “That’s right lad, accept your fate. Let these daddies incubate you and start you off right”. My mind was slowing down. The feelings of fear and panic put on the backburner, as I was reveling in my new glimpses of pigginess. Betraying my sensible side and belonging right in the moment. For the next few minutes I was part of a scene I’d longed for but always felt I’d know when to get out of it. My energy, my whole being basically acting as a life support to a cock. Hey… this isn’t quite as terrifying as I feared. Then I was jolted out of it as Steve roared and blew his load in my hole. My addled mind wondering why come I denied myself that cum, that hole usage all this time? A sense of calm flowed across me. Enlightenment. “Oh Steve, I think you’ve hooked him now” Glen then pulled out of my mouth and replaced Steve at my hole, and then set about adding his blend to the mix. “Two unmedicated poz loads. I bet you didn’t expect your evening to end up quite so exciting, hey Dan? You’re going to become one of us mate, and I can tell that you’re starting to come around to the idea.” Dear God help me.

Round 2 I couldn't resist. I knew I needed to do it again. All anonymous, just more cock and more loads. I reran my Grindr post two days later in another motel in another town. I had to change rooms once. I told the clerk it was because someone had apparently smoked in this non-smoking room but the real reason was because when I put tape over the door lock it wouldn't stay closed, the hinges misaligned. I needed my guests to be able to just push on the door to gain access without me having to get off my knees on the edge of the bed to open the door. I was done with work earlier than normal but not early enough to catch the afternoon crowd. I knew there would be little response during the supper hours, at least not until after dark. And that is exactly how it panned out. It seems I catch little interest on a mid-week evening and being summertime the daylight stayed out longer. Bored, I cleaned out thoroughly, had a few drinks, read a few Last Load stories while stroking but without trying to cum. I dozed off when I was awakened by the Grindr notification brrrpp, a sound I recognized immediately and have even heard in public a few times. "Got condoms?" "On the nightstand" I replied. My bio goes out of the way to say I take loads but falls short of mentioning condoms. Sigh. But I needed that first starter cock, raw or not. His bio showed a man about 30, young face, lots of tats, sixteen miles away and kinda rough looking. He asked if the room was dark. It wasn't yet but the sun had now set so it wouldn't be long. He said he needed a shower as he couldn't even stand his own smell but would be right over afterwards. He asked for the room number but I told him I didn't give that out until a man was within a few hundred feet according to Grindr's GPS. I told him it was because I had too many no-shows or guys who show up after I've called it a night. He understood. He asked if he could bring a friend but I said I didn't do groups in motel rooms, preferring to save that for bathhouses. He said okay. I didn't hear back from him for about a half-hour. The sun was gone and the room was truly dark now except for a night light I bring to put a dim light to my ass and the nightstand where the lube and poppers were near the front edge, the condoms near the back edge hopefully discouraging being seen too easily and used. He was on his way, still 15 miles though. He asked for reassurance it was dark as he didn't want to be recognized. I told him it was but I'm thinking to myself why did he put his picture up on Grindr? Twenty minutes later, he messaged me he was nearby. Sure enough, 492 feet away. "You read my bio, right?" He replied he had with, "Yep. No talking. Pump and dump." Good. He understood. "Room 135. Just push on door." I put down my phone, turned on my hidden infra-red camera, lubed up and assumed the position, jockstrap on with ass up in the air and then put my blindfold on. My heartbeat increased a bit when I heard the door open and close, but as soon as his hand brushed my ass I relaxed. I heard his zipper go down (my absolute favorite sound!), then his pants fell off and he kicked them away. He stepped up and started rubbing his full but still soft cock up and down my crack. After about a minute, he put his hand on my neck and turned my head sideways and down as he pushed his cock into my mouth. He needed help getting hard. I wasn't a fan of giving head at pumpndumps but he needed it. Putting my best into it, I had him super hard within two minutes when he roughly pushed me back into position and started stabbing for my hole. He was forceful, got it lined up quickly, and just shoved hard. Ugh. It was a ripping pain, the kind that has me making sounds of pain from my lips. Damn if that didn't excite him. He didn't rabbit but he pulled back all the way out and shoved it back in several times rapidly, my sphincter clearly be abused. It dawned on me he hadn't had time to rubber up. I was getting it raw after all. "Brrrpp." The Grindr notification sound. I ignored it. I was getting fucked deep. My man grabbed my hips and pulled me back on to him for the deepest penetration. Then he reached around for my tits. I don't have any but guys still do that for some reason. Then he starts making those unmistakable noises of a man about to take what is rightfully his to use. He fires in deeply, my heels going upwards to his ass to push him in further, and he gives me all he has to give. He lays on top of me for about ten seconds (which always feels much longer), then gets up, lightly taps my ass twice, gets dressed and leaves. I stay exactly like I am until I hear his car pull away, the sign that he is not coming back. I pull off my blindfold, then grab my phone and send him a quick thank you. He replied, "No, thank YOU!" He's happy. I hope he's around next time I'm in town even if it was a bit rougher than my usual anonymous fuck. Back to Grindr. There were actually four notifications but I only heard one sound. It looks like three Grindr ads and one guy with no picture asklng, "Looking?" I check his bio again. It simply says he is Latino and a top. But it also shows him just 600 feet away. I wonder if I'm ready right away or if I need a break for a few minutes when he messages, "I'm by the restaurant out front. Room number?" This is exactly what I like. No pictures. No status. No endless messaging or talking. Complete anonymity (and risk) at its finest. I sent him my room number and crawled back on the bed. Blindfold in place, he was pushing on the door as I stuck my phone under the pillow. Thirty seconds later he was undressed and behind me, bent over and asks me, "How many loads you got in you?" I raise my index finger. I hear a muttered, "Oh yeah" and he slams it in deep in one stroke. He knew I was lubed from the last guy and he just went right for it. This dude was hard! It felt like a steel bar. I quickly feared I was getting sodomized by some sort of foreign object when I felt his balls slap my ass. Whew! It knocked the wind out of me. But he let me get used to it before he started stroking. It didn't take him long at all. He asked, "Where do you want it?" to which I replied by shoving my ass all the way back onto his cock while using my heels to hold his ass. A few quick jerks and he was done. He backed up, grabbed a washcloth at the sink, wiped himself off and got dressed. He thanked me as he was opening the door to leave and said he hoped we could do it again next time with just him alone. Then he closed the door. I was puzzled by that "just me alone" but pulled out my phone as I let my knees slip down to the mattress to rest. One minute later, I received a message from the first guy. I guess he felt the need to tell me he brought his friend over my objection and they just took turns with one waiting a few hundred feet away. Okay. I can live with that. It explains why the second guy was so close. I thanked them both and said to look for me next time and we might do a threesome. I got up off my stomach and immediately felt the cum trying to egress my hole. I stuck a finger in, smelled the bleachy scent, and licked my finger clean. I was actually pretty tired but I craved more. Usually I wait for guys to answer my ad as many are looking for love and not hookups, but I saw there were a few guys within a couple miles who were looking for "right now" and NSA. I "tapped" a couple guys to see if any responded. One replied with "Ass pic now" so I sent it to him. I never send them unless I'm asked. When they ask for a face pic I tell them that my ass is all they see when they come in. Some are interested and those are the ones I message with. He seemed aggressive so I sent it. "Room number" was all he wrote back. He must have like what he saw. He was 1-2 miles away. I asked him if he read the profile and he said, "Of course. What's the fuckin room number?" A little hesitant but still in need I gave it to him. I then read his full bio. "29, black, 6'5", 270 lbs, and "I'll make you feel every inch and I cum in cup-sized loads." I added a little more lube and got into position when I heard a diesel truck pull up. "Coming in" was his text. I put down the phone and the blindfold on. The door opened and shut. He said, "Nice ass. I'd like to hit it for a while but I'm in a hurry. I hope you're ready. I gotta get to work in a few." I heard him strip and put his clothes on the chair. No foreplay. He started getting himself hard with one hand while pushing two really thick fingers from his other hand into my ass. He felt the wetness and said, "I guess there is no need to lube" right before he stuffed that huge salami into me. He became a man on a mission but he was a gentle giant. He pushed me forward onto my belly and then put his entire weight on top of me, his cock well seated in me. He starts moving side to side and in circles and changes direction, clearly widening my hole as he plows me. His mouth near my ear, he says, "I don't know my status but I want to unload in you. So it's your call. Do you want my seed or do you want me to shoot somewhere else?" In response, I again started pushing back on my man but I moved as if I was pushing him off me. He said, "Too bad, because I already finished. " With that he stood up, slapped my ass hard, and got dressed. He saw my butt plug by the nightstand, grabbed it and pushed it in me. Catching my breath still from this whole scene, his parting words were, "Hold it all in until it is absorbed inside you. There is a lot of cum in there." As I heard his truck pull away, I smiled. Three loads is enough for tonight. I messaged him a thank you. He replied with "Keep my babies warm." I got up, turned off my hidden IR camera. Then crashed.

Part 10, I think this is the part many have been waiting, As I was laying there in the fur lined sling, every inch of my body felt alive from feeling the softness of the fur and the magic the little brown bottle were providing. I felt a finger rubbing on my left nipple in little circles first clockwise and then counter clockwise. Then I felt a second finger on my right nipple doing the same thing in unison. I muffled through the hood to 'please be careful with those'. I heard Mr. Terry's voice in my ear saying 'what pup? We couldn’t hear you'? I said, 'please stop Mr. Terry, those are very sensitive and something embarrassing is going to happen if you don’t.' I felt the hose move and I prepared for another round of medicine through the tube, this time it was again a deep breath of air from my daddy, followed by hit one of medicine. He made me hold it for a long time before tugging on the leash to exhale. Just as I exhaled, I heard Mr. Terry in my voice saying 'oh, no worries boy, don’t be shy, we want your nipples to open up that pussy. We are going to use your perfect little boy tits to open that pink little fuck pussy wide.' I muttered to myself in the hood, he is so funny, I am a man, and I don’t have a pussy. With that, I inhaled the next deep breath of medicine. Then followed by a third. With each exhale, I felt my little pink boy nipples being played with a little harder and with a little more authority. I felt my daddy move between my splayed out legs and lean over my crotch and then it felt like a bolt of lightning hit me as his tongue gently licked on my belly and I heard my daddy say 'his precum tastes like candy, it will make great lube'. I felt him licking my belly and then felt his hands on my upper thighs pushing on my legs in the stirrups. Within a second, I felt something so incredible I started to ride up in the sling. His tongue slowly, incredibly slowly started to lick from my ass crack up toward my cock. His tongue was wet and slimy, traveling up my crack and over my hole as slow as a snail, and leaving a slime trail behind as the precum came of his tongue and was applied to my tender virgin hole. He continued moving his tongue up over my smooth hairless taint and up to my nuts. I felt my nuts being lifted by his nose as he licked all the way up to the base of my big heavy nut sack. He stayed in place but I felt him squeeze the head of my cock to get more precum from under my uncut cock's hood. I heard Mr. Terry again whispering in my ear, 'what do you think boy? Have you ever had such an amazing dream?’ I was still flying on the poppers and incredibly confused by the sensations on my nipples, on my cock, on my hole and on my hole body as I lay there in the mink lined sling. I felt so alive I thought I would come out of my skin. I said, 'oh this is a dream? God I am so confused? What is happening to me?' It was a little hard to hear through the hood, but I heard my daddy say with authority. 'Son, I am going to give you a magical night you never dreamt of, but that I have laid awake and jacked off to this night for years. Do you trust me son?' 'Yes daddy', I said with an additional nod in case he couldn’t hear me through the mask. 'Do you love me son'? Just then I felt my nipples being twisted hard and I felt his finger rubbing my precum onto my hole. He started making little circles around my hole with quite a bit of tension. The mental image I had reminded me of stories my buddies told me about sex. I said, 'oh god daddy, yes. Please daddy'. 'Please what?' Mr. Terry said to me. 'Please, please don’t, please don’t stop, please, that feels amazing. I never knew I could feel so good, please daddy don’t stop.' He said, my question was, 'do you love me son?' I grabbed the fur lined blanket with my fists and moaned as he licked and said, 'Oh god, yes daddy, I love you'. I heard some snaps coming undone as his finger just kept rubbing in tight circles around my boy clitty, slow and fast, and then slow and soft and fast and a little harder. I was moaning and again feeling that fur under my skin was making ever nerve ending in my body fire. I felt so alive, so warm, like I was floating in a dream. I felt the tube being pulled over toward where Mr. Terry was standing. I was hooked; I wanted more medicine so I started to breath deep. I heard Mr. Terry say, look at you pup, you are huffing before I am even ready. You horny and greedy little pup. I just nodded instinctively, knowing I needed more poppers in me. I didn’t want to come down from these feelings. I didn’t want this feeling to end. I never understood there was pleasure possible like this. I didn’t have to wait long and I felt the first breath of medicine. And a second with a really long hold, fuck I was loving this tingly warmth that rushed over my face and chest and shot tingles down from my left nipple that he was still rolling like a radio dial right to my asshole. My daddy was still rubbing my hole but it wasn’t his finger any more, it was bigger. Maybe it was his thumb? Gosh it felt huge. The poppers were making me so confused. The next inhale caught me off guard, but it was more cigar smoke. I was a good boy and so fucking high on poppers I didn’t flinch this time, but took it. I felt Mr. Terry rubbing my head through the hood and said.....'Fucking good boy, you are a very good boy' and he tugged the leash for me to exhale. One more really big deep hit of poppers and I felt daddy rubbing his finger, or thumb? Or something up and down my crack. Again, from the base up and over my hole where he put a little pressure and up my taint to the underside of my nuts where he pushed them up toward my cock. My cock was pulsing along with my heart beat. I could tell it was harder than steel. I felt my daddy grab it again, I had never been touched by another person before, and it felt so strange having someone touch my cock. It felt amazing and again made me push up in sling with a wave of pleasure; the chains clanking were loud even in my hood. He slowly was moving this 'thing' up and down my ass channel, every time on the up push he grazed slowly at my hole and pressed a little harder until it slipped past and went over my taint. I heard a click and felt an amazing wetness being poured onto my nuts, taint and down my ass crack. It felt like cups and cups of if, warm, thick wet. I felt the blunt end of his thing? His thumb? Against my hole again and this time it didn’t slip past it slipped in a little bit. I heard daddy say. 'Take me inside of you son, take my shaft. The next hit of poppers I went super deep, I could feel my lungs fill and felt like my chest was expanding more than ever. Mr. Terry even noticed how big it had inflated and said that I was a good pig. Hearing his words triggered something in me. I felt different, I felt alive, and I felt like an animal. I lunged forward in the sling and I reached up and grabbed onto the chain with my left hand. I started to extend my right hand down to my ass when I heard daddy say 'go ahead boy, feel me inside you'. My hand went to my hole and it dawned on me that is his cock trying to get into my hole. Daddy said, go ahead boy, touch my big veiny horse cock. I wished I could see it, but I wrapped my hand around it and it was like steel wrapped in a tight skin lining. I ran my finger over the huge veins, tracing them with my finger up and down his cock. I felt my wet hole and he said, 'see how hard your boy clit is, rub it son'. I said, 'I have a clit?' I had my finger at the entrance to hole. He said 'of course you do, every good pup has one, that why you feel so horny right now. I love that your clit is so hot and throbbing.' Mr. Terry unsnapped a piece on my hood and my ears were exposed. He also undid a couple other snaps and my mouth became free to the open air. I could clearly hear my daddy now; say 'touch your boy pussy, son. Feel how alive it is? Feel how hungry it is? Feel how it needs to be opened like a good pussy should be opened, wide and deep.' I said, 'oh daddy, there is no way that is going to fit inside my hole'. He said, 'oh son I will make it fit because I am going to pop that cherry in less than a minute.' Mr. Terry encouraged me to take the last feel, my hand was wet with lube and the whole sensation of touching my ass in such a pleasurably way, the head of his monster cock and the lust I felt in my soul was like nothing I felt possible. He then took my left hand off the chain and encouraged me to rest back into the fur blanket. He brought the poppers to my nose and said, breathe slowly and very deeply. As I was inhaling I felt daddy sink his shaft into me. Mr. Terry had one nipple and my daddy had the other, and had slowly worked my pink little nipples into a hard little knots. Daddy slowly, ever so slowly pushed in, then withdrew a tiny little bit and then pushed more. I heard him say, 'son, I have waited for this day for years, and it is just as perfect as I knew it was. Even better actually, your pussy is opening nicely. You were made for this. This is your glory; this is your destiny, open up for daddy and make me proud.' I exhaled just as he said proud and I pushed up toward him and I felt my hole gape open and soon I felt the tickle of the hair on his nuts poke my ass crack and his pubes caressing my nut sack. As he slowly pulled out, I heard Mr. Terry say. 'Well?' Daddy said, 'The cherry popped and there are some red streaks of his cherries juice.' I nestled back into the fur and thought, what a strange time to be trying the pie. But soon my mind was back to the present daddy pressed in again. He started to pick up his tempo and said, 'fuck I thought after feeding him that load earlier I would be good to go for a while, but the troops are getting anxious to release'. With that he started to pick up the pace. I raised my hands over my head to the chains as they were rattling really loudly now. Mr. Terry gave me another hit of medicine and started really working on my tits. I was wiggling and moaning and squirming around on that fur and taking the full pressure of daddy slamming his big fucking veiny dick deep into my boy pussy. I heard him making comments like, ‘fuck boy this pussy is made for breeding. And look how those pussy lips swell. And my sperm is going to be painting the walls of your cunt very soon. And how hot it looked as my peach fuzz clung to his shaft as he withdrew from my boy cunt'. His words were so hot to me, I felt like I had been loved and wanted for the first time. At that time he lunged forward and laid his chest on mine. His hips were convulsing and resting, then convulsing repeatedly. I could feel a few drops of sweat come off of his chest and land on mine. Mr. Terry was playing with both of my tits as I felt my daddies tongue enter my mouth. I was being kissed by a man; actually I had never been kissed so I smiled wide as his tongue slid into me. 'What a great first round' Mr. Terry said. Daddy said, 'Oh, yes, we are going to love sharing this.'

Cabin in the woods, somewhere in the Northwest or Southeast. Completely isolated. A basement and a barn stocked with extreme sub men there to serve rough tops in any way the tops choose. Gang rape, beatings, verbal pozzings. Cocks as weapons. Tear 'em up, make 'em gag, flood their guts. A place where top men have one goal: to have the most intense orgasms of their lives with no limits, no apology.

I am a chubby bottom who gets plenty of action from young twinky tops. Not as much as I would like, but more than I ever thought I would at 50. Being an openly gay guy in a small college town helps.