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I can honestly say that I have rarely had more fun than the time I got together with a couple of mature buds, who, with some invited friends, turned a safe only suck and fuck-fest, into an incredible bareback free-for-all. I only hope and pray that it happens again sometime, as for a married dl pig daddy like me, it was a dream, cum true... Perhaps once or twice a year I am able to get out of my office under cover of some stupid lie, and usually while my wife is away on business, hook up with my friend Mike who is 65, and his partner Bill, who is damn near 70. Mike is gay and has a house in a quiet neighborhood and is pretty unassuming and not at all a nasty pig like me. His partner Bill, is a senior, married guy and they have been hooking up on the DL for close to 15 years. They like to invite married guys to come play with them, and while hot, they always use rubbers and expect the same of their guests. Mike is a little stocky and sports a little cut six inch cock, while Bill is lean, and has the most incredible uncut eight inch cock. Bill, like Mike, is versatile. Every time we get together it amazes me to suck on Bill’s flaccid dick and have it grow significantly in my throat. I am generally a verse cock-sucking top daddy, who usually keeps his hole closed, but when I play with these guys, I try to douche and fresh in my hole in the event that Bill would like to stick his cock in me. Hey, you just never know when you’re playing with versus buds that the urge will hit you! On this particular visit Mike asked me if I would be open to the idea of him inviting several other friends with whom he and Bill occasonally play, with the thought the whole group would enjoy a sex party. Without a moment of hesitation I was all in, and my mind was racing during the week in advance of our date. The stars aligned, my wife went out of town, and my excuse was made to the office as to why I would be out for the day. Having cleaned myself out, I made my way to Mike’s house. It was great to see Bill and I was introduced to Kenny, Don and his friend Rick and suddenly my mind was filled with insanity that I was going to participate in group sex. Kenny and Don were local guys, also married, both in their 60s. Don’s friend Rick, who was in his early 40’s, was apparently a fuck buddy of his. We all went out to the back porch where we all had drinks and somebody broke out a bowl and most of us smoked some good weed to get into the mood, not that anybody needed to get into the mood as we were all stupid horny and laughing and how much fun we planned to have. It would take the better part of an hour for me to explain all of the details, but in short order we all adjourned to Mike’s bedroom, which has a king-sized four poster bed and a large stash of towels, lube, rubbers, some toys and poppers all lined up and ready to go. Since everyone had more-or-less said he was verse, there wasn’t a designated bottom or top but rather we all got on the bed, well sort of, and try to daisy chain suck each other. At six inches erect, Mike and I had the smallest cocks in the room. The rest of the guys were all nicely hung, but Don’s fuck bud Rick had perhaps the biggest dick I had ever seen (in the flesh), and in any event certainly the biggest with which I've ever played. We were all sucking and grinding, and I honestly don’t remember when it happened, but I found myself on the bottom of a 69, with Mike straddling me. I was sucking on his cock and balls and he was doing the same to me and I got started rimming his ass and slobbering all over it. Bill, came up from behind and the two of us tongue-fucked his ass together, followed by Bill sticking his covered cock up to Mike’s spit dripping hole. It was great to pull Mike’s ass open and slobber all over Bill’s dick has he started to fuck Mike. I also got my tongue up into Bill's ass as he began to drill Mike. I had a fuckin' awesome ring side seat! At the same time Mike pulled my legs back exposing my hole. I'm not sure who got down there, but soon I felt a warm tongue rimming my hole. This went on for a little while and we were all groaning with pleasure, when Bill pulled his dick out of Mike’s ass, and I greedily let him put it in my mouth. I don’t often taste ass to mouth cock, but I was beside myself with lust, and let Bill choke me with it, until I became a slobbering fool, inadvertently tearing the condom on Bill's cock. To my surprise, however, Bill didn't pause to re-dress his cock, but instead withdrew himself from my mouth and plunged balls-deep and effectively bareback into Mike’s ass. "Hey Bill, I think you lost something," I said. "Oh, it looks like my rubber broke." Mike responded without missing a beat "Hey, we’re all safe and clean friends here. Don't worry about it." Oh man that was all I had to hear. Staring at Bill's cock fucking Mike's juicy hole, just inches from my face, as was the pleasure of occasionally tasting Bill's cock, was utterly thrilling, but honestly even more amazing was the pleasure I was receiving as Mike sucked my cock, and an unidentified tongue rimmed my hole. Finally taking a second to snag a glimpse around Mike's body, I was able to see Ken was rimming my ass while Don and Rick stroked themselves, watching Bill, Mike, Ken and me play. Laying back into the pillows behind my head, I sucked cock every chance I got. Ken, meanwhile, gauging my receptivity to be high as I had made no objection, decided he should go for it and all of a sudden I felt fingers up my hole probing and pushing their way into me. Ken looked around and caught my eye and politely "You wanna get fucked?" "Hell, yeah," I replied with a wicked smile. Without too much hesitation and a generous supply of lube he easily slipped his cock into me and started fucking me. It was only after a minute that I realized he wasn’t wearing a rubber, and frankly in the heat of the moment I couldn't have cared less. After a while Ken pulled out and that amazing feeling when a dick leaves your ass made me shiver, and was quickly replaced by another cock which I knew had to be Don's, 'cause Rick's dick would have split me in two. Bill in the meantime, pulled his cock out of Mike’s ass and stuffed it in my mouth. His cock was simultaneously disgusting and hot. Bill then moved to the side and made his ass available to Rick's big beautiful dick, which slid slowly, but ultimately almost to the hilt. As I watched all this unfold Don was going to town on my ass and abruptly grunted "Oh, fuck, man, I’ve got to cum!" promptly blowing his load inside my ass. As I’ve said this is a rarity for me as I try to stay safe, but I can certainly understand all you brothers out there who love the feel of semen being shot up your ass. No sooner did he take his cock out of me than Kenny put his back into me and fucked for all he was worth. Just a couple of minutes later he too came inside me, and I just lay there groaning sucking dick eating ass and in heaven. I lay on my back for almost an hour, Mike on top of me and almost the whole time he was sucking my cock totally raw. Bill bent down and whispered in my ear "You want another load?" Looking into his eyes I opened my mouth, and our tongues dualed, leaving the taste of Mike's ass on my lips. "Please," I finally answered Bill's question. Bill went around to my fuck hole and easily slid his incredible uncut cock into my ass. He felt incredible. The sweat, the ass juices, the hair, the sensation of having a full ass. The unbridled pleasure of man-on-man sex. Within about two minutes Bill flooded my guts with his load. We were all laughing and groaning and I exclaimed "It looks like I’m the first round fuck pig, so everybody has to do me." Rick was only to happy to oblige. Withdrawing his big dick out of Mike's ass, he sank his cock head into my cummy hole while Mike crouched over my head, presenting his hole to be rimmed, while simultaneously Mike held my legs back for Rick's convenience. "Poppers, someone, please," I begged, and taking several deep hits, I floated into that space where lust rules all. I thought getting fucked by a pretty substantial ten inch cock would hurt like hell but instead I was surprised how readily my asshole opened to accept his meat. Of course it helped my ass as flooded with cum. My only regret was that I couldn’t be on the other end licking the other guy's semen off of his dick each time he pulled that out of my ass and before he slid back in, eventually letting loose a pretty hefty load which I could really feel squirting inside my guts. When he withdrew I was stunned, amazed and somewhat proud to think I had been barebacked by four guys. Ultimately I had to get up and I climbed off the bed and squatted down to allow Mike to eat all the felch running out of me. Don then offered his lubed ass to me and it took about two minutes to cum in him. We went on this way for hours, each guy taking a turn getting barebacked by the group until our dicks were used, raw and spent. In a final flourish to the insanity of the play that night we all went out into Mike’s backyard (which was, fortunately) very private where Mike lay on a lounge chair and we all pissed on his body, only then for the us to lick up the piss. Wellm it has been six months since we played, and there have been any number of occasions where Mike and Bill have asked me to join them again perhaps with their friends. Sadly, I have been super busy with wife, family, work, and life, and so haven't been able to accept their invitation. Of course I think about this day and night every day and every night, and it is the fuel of my masturbatory fantasies. Another round with the boys can’t cum soon enough. I've gotta make it happen.

I was recently on holiday in Chile, and had woken up late one morning, and decided to check out Grindr while I was lying in bed. I had received a tap from a guy not too far from my hotel, and he was seriously hot! I thanked him for the tap, and sent back a couple of photos of me, expecting to hear nothing back, as this guy was way out of my league looks wise. However, to my surprise, he messaged back immediately with more photos of himself, and asked what I was looking for. I told him some NSA fun, and he asked if I was free now, as he could host, and sent a dick pic as well, showing a beautiful uncut cock that looked to be very ample in size. I immediately replied back that yes, I was free, then took probably the fastest shower of my life, got dressed and took a taxi to his place, where he met me outside. We went into his apartment, started kissing, and he quickly pulled down his pants to reveal a massive 8 inch cock that I had to suck straight away. It just felt so good in my mouth, and I impressed myself by deep throating it without too much effort - probably because I was so fucking horny for this guy! After a while deep throating this monster, we went into his bedroom, as he wanted to fuck me. We’d already talked about it on Grindr, that he only had one condom left, but as I’m on PrEP he was happy to fuck me raw, and I much prefer it bare anyway. So he lubed up his cock, while I did the same to my ass, and he slowly started to work his massive cock into my hole in doggy position. Taking things gently to begin with, he pushed just the head in and slowly started to increase the length of his strokes, until he was balls deep. He kept going at a nice slow pace initially, long dicking my hole before building up to a faster pace, and really pounding me. His dick was driving me absolutely wild! He was hitting all the right spots, and getting through the second ring as well for a really deep fuck. I was loving it! And he seemed to really enjoy it too, complimenting my ass on how tight it was around his cock. Eventually we changed positions after about 30 minutes, with him lying on his bed, and I sat on his cock reverse cowboy, getting him in me nice and deep. I found that in this position I could really control his strokes, and clench my ass muscles around his cock a bit better as well. So I rode him for about 5 minutes, until he told me that he was ready, and asked where I wanted him to cum. I obviously wanted it in my ass, so he held onto my hips, fucked me hard from his lying position and blew a huge load into my ass. It felt so good to take it! The whole experience was so good we had to do the same thing again the next day! I was pretty sad to leave Chile later that night.

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.

Was excited to go to the San Francisco Cumunion on Saturday night as I haven’t been for a while and was definitely ready for a good fucking. Guess I must’ve sent out all the right vibes because in less than 20 minutes while I was still walking around, I was pushed into a corner onto a fuck bench. The first fuck of the night was a comfortable size, not too big but not too little. He wasn’t much to look at being a rather average 40-year-old but as a cumdump I’ve learned not to care. However he surprised me with his prowess. He wanted to explore every part of my hole with his 6 1/2 inch dick. He went up down, sideways and at every angle. It was the perfect first fuck. He stretched and opened me up so that lots of tops could use me that night. And fuck me they did! Overall I had about 15 to 16 guys use my hole and I’m pleased to report that at least eight of them used me as their cumdump. Several times during the night I had cum dripping down my leg. After being fucked by one guy, as he pulled out a big gush of cum followed. One of my favorites was a stocky black guy with a thick 8 inch cock that curved to the right. He had been watching this young black guy getting fucked. I moved in next to him and felt that thickness in my hand. I immediately got down on my knees and started sucking till his cock thickened and pushed deeper into my mouth. I stood up and pushed my hole up against his cock struggling at first to have his enter with the wicked curve to the right. Boy did he stretch my hole! But he felt so good inside as every inch of him filled my hole. I moaned loud enough so the whole place could hear and he used my hole deeply for about 20 to 30 minutes and then pulled out. I was hoping for his load but it didn’t happen then. We did exchange numbers and then went our separate ways. After about another hour of several more fucks and loads, I hooked up with this Latino leather top who’s fucked me several times before at Cumunion. He’s another thick dick 8 inch top solid from base to tip. When I first started my journey towards being a cumdump, it was a struggle to get him inside of me but he was patient so that I always managed to. Because of tops like him, I’m definitely not as tight as I used to be so when we hooked up that night it was much easier to take him. He quickly entered me as deep as he could go and immediately started to pound me. He shoved that 8 inches into me over and over to the rhythm of the loud slapping noises against my ass. I had to admire his stamina as he continued to pound me hard and deep for a good 30 to 40 minutes. I never been been fucked so hard for such a duration! By the time he was ready to unload we were both slick with sweat. My thick dicked black top was watching as he grunted and unloaded deep in me. As soon as the Latino leather top pulled out, he jumped right on. Guess he got inspired by the pounding because he proceeded to fuck me the same way. He lasted about 10 minutes and then dumped his load in me. At this point I was exhausted, so I decided to call it a night. The next day my ass was sore and I dumped cum all day.

Part 8 - All Is Not What It Seems Jake opened the car do and ran down the driveway, the car was gone and the gates clanked shut. He shouted across the driveway as Marco and Jean-Paul rushed out of the car. "Who was that Marco!?" "Jake, what do you mean?" "Was that Billy in that car?" "Billy?" "Why would my friend by driving out of here?" "Jake, calm down let us go see Fabian." Jake's face was flustered and mildly confused but angry as they walked in to the house. Fabian was already in the entrance hall, he didn't like the look on Jake's face as as shouted across at him. "Why was Billy here?" "Billy does some work for me every now and then, but he is not family." "There has been to many coincidences happening recently and do you want to know the funniest of them all?" "Jake they do happen occasionally, but some need a little push in the right direction." "And did you push him to show me your profile whilst he was checking out local screwballs?" Marco tried to put his hand on Jake's arm who shrugged him off just as quick. He was in no place to be comforted. "Marco, Jean-Paul, please leave us, Jake come with me please." He followed Fabian in to his office and closed the door. "I understand you are upset.. let me continue Jake. Billy does some work for me and yes, I sent him to get to know you." "Is this all a joke Fabian?" "Sit down Jake, I will tell you the truth." Jake had a tear streak down his face more through the rage inside him. "I saw you one day in Wimbledon village with Billy. I knew then that I wanted you in my family." "And..." "I got Billy to start dropping very subtle hints and show you my profile by accident." "Billy was one friend who I started to count on and confide in." "Actually Billy told me you were special and one of a kind, he adores you more than you can imagine." "He has a fine way of showing it. Setting me up like this." Jake sat there head in his hands, why was this whole weekend full of ups and downs. Fabian sat down next to him, his arm around Jake's shoulder, there was no shrugging or resistance from Jake. "So it this all a lie, you just want to fuck me and push me out on my way?" "It could have been like that, but it is quite the opposite Jake. I knew as soon as you were at ease with me." "Your fucking with my head." "Jake, I could have fucked you the first night we met and pozzed you there and then, never to see you again." "I feel betrayed, like a puppet being strung along all this time." "As I told you last night you are not a prisoner here, the door is open to leave and will shut behind you." He sensed Jake was calming down, he stood up and lit a cigar and offered it to Jake. The aroma hit his nose and a craving exploded, he sat back in the couch and inhaled the cigar. Fabian gave him a chilled bottle of water from the minibar in his office. He sat down at his desk and looked over at Jake, he knew the intoxification of the cigar would relax Jake and lead him to make the only right decision. He continued to type an email as Jake sat enjoying the cigar. Marco and Jean-Paul were sat in the kitchen having coffee. Marco had a worried look on his face, turning his cup round and round. "Do you think we will loose him?" "Fabian will calm him down Marco. You really like him don't you?" "Yes in a big way." "Does Fabian know?" "He saw it straight away, he thinks Jake feels the same. That is why he is keen on him staying." "Ever the match maker. He is lovely and will be great to have him in the family, do you think he will give up everything?" "Hard to tell at the moment, after this episode he was upset and angry. Who knows what he will do." "Marco, if it is what you want you must fight for it. You know Fabian would support you." Jake was in heaven as he enjoyed the cigar, with everything that went on this morning he hadn't really thought about smoking. He put the cigar down and starred at Fabian. He stood and walked over to the desk, Fabian just looked at Jake with his arms folded leaning back in his office chair. "Why?" "I wanted you for me and the family, and as it turns out for Marco." "Is this what all the generosity is about, winning me over?" "No Jake." "I don't want you to think I can be swayed to stay by money." "If I thought that you would have been out by now. So why do you not leave?" "Truthfully Fabian, I don't want to. I like you and the others." "Others?, you need to refer to them as family if you are staying Jake. What about Marco?" "I like him as well." "Be honest with me Jake, now that we are being honest." "I don't know, I get butterflies when he is near me." "That is good to know. And I can tell you the feeling is very mutual. Marco will tell you this in his own time." "But, what about you and me?" "I will always be here for you. Marco and I share two traits we are both kind and protect those we love." "I will need to leave later, I have work tomorrow." "Ahh yes, the weekend has gone so quickly. But let's pick this conversation up later. Jake smiled for the first time in a while listening to him. Fabian pressed the button on his desk phone and in a few moments Marco appeared. "Marco, lunch on the deck please if you could let chef know. Jake are you staying or leaving?" "Can I stay then please?" "Of course, and I am sorry for not telling you everything and being upfront. Marco please have lunch with us." "I would love to, thank you sir." After lunch the three of them spent the rest of the afternoon swimming and lounging by the pool. Fabian enjoyed seeing Marco and Jake swimming and playing in the pool, he would occasionally join them for a swim to cool down. As he watched from his sunbed , Fabian knew that this was going to be a blossoming romance, he felt great happiness but still a little sorrow for Marco, he could never find someone to love him as Marco, they only ever the trappings surrounding him. Fabian jumped, he didn't realise that Jake had appeared from the pool and kissed him on the head. Marco appeared and kissed Fabian then strolled over to Jake and swept him up off the ground and jumped back in to the pool with him. Fabian laughed at how boyish Marco had become just like when he first took him in.

… when you do it right

My nuts are full again.

We began to untangle and Glen unlocked the room. I knew deep down that I could have run there and then, but my body had other ideas as Steve helped me to my feet and the three of us left and headed to the sling area. The piss smell was starting to subside and I noticed three guys pissing over the sling occupant. “Ah, that’s Brian. He’s a new convert. The last time he was here was his first. Like you, he didn’t realise the true nature of the evening, but now he’s a fully paid-up member. He’s being baptised by his new brothers. It’s something of a ritual for each new cumdump” What the fuck? These pigs were next level. I’d never in my wildest dreams witnessed such depravity. Yet despite my better judgement, I was getting hard at this. Fucksake. I should sober up this instant and run. I could hear Brian moaning, and encouraging these guys to piss over him. Like it was something that he needed too, finally wash away all those years of not letting himself be himself. Am I envying him? Was I turned on because in some way I knew that could be me one day? Glen went to the head of the sling and snogged Brian like they’d been lovers forever. Tenderly he stroked Brian’s head and asked him how he was feeling. Brian, for his part was reveling in his piss bath, but knew that he’d been in there long enough. Glen started to unstrap Brian from the sling, as Brian seemed to sense what was going on. “We’ve got a new member to welcome and recruit, dear boy, I trust you’ll help us pass on your knowledge” Brian grinned sadistically and said “It would be my pleasure, brother” and got out of the pissy sling. Steve grabbed my wrist, as if he sensed that I was going to make a run for it. I knew I could, but something tells me the night may go awry if I tried to escape. I just had to mentally accept that this was the road I was on now. These men were going to make into one of them. Whether the toxic cum in me already was starting to rewire me, or what, I can only accept now that this was my recruitment, and as Brian, Steve, Glen and a couple of others started to surround me, this glimpse of my future wasn’t terrifying me.

Hi guys, I am about to complete a six week drive across the USA and of course I have tried to get as much dick as possible every step of the way so I thought I would share my experience with all of you. I have plenty of stories, some advice and a few reviews of the places I have been trying to get laid. First stop: the Diplomat bathhouse in Grand Rapids, Michigan. I love this place. It is something of a dump but its sleeziness is a turn on for me and I have had a lot of fun there over the years. It was late afternoon, so not the best time to get a lot of dick. Now I have to admit to one of my fetishes. I love having sex with the men who work at these places. It is a huge turn on for me, not sure why but it is what it is. Over about 15 years I have had sex with 5 employees at this place and now the tally is up to 6. I checked in and quickly undressed and went for the new gloryholes they put in. The gloryhole section is king of stupid if you ask me. The holes are too big for one thing, whatever. I didn't even have to wait for long. A gorgeous fat cock was offered and I started drilling for cum. I was having a great time when in walked someone fully dressed on my side of the hole to watch me give head. Fine with me. I am happy to perform for an audience. Then he pulls out his cock. I strain my eyes for look and it is every bit as tasty looking as the one in my mouth. Dilemma! I want to taste it too but feel greedy. The cock in my mouth is wonderful, thick and hard. I want to make this guy cum but he pulls out of my mouth and tries to get me to put my cock through. Thing about me, I do not care for blow jobs, never have. Most of the time I get bored and lose my erection. Sometimes I let a guy have a go but not this time. I just turn to the new cock. It's the guy who just checked me in! This makes me so hard. Now I am really excited. I attack his cock with a vengeance. I want his load so bad. I am sure he followed me into the gloryhole booth on purpose since I know he saw me go in there. His cock is so beautiful and wonderfully juicy. I think he had to get back to work since he gave up his load pretty quick. Thanks dude! I hope to taste you again. Next time please, please, please put that beauty up my ass. The rest of my time there was not as fun. As usual I am all lubed up for some bareback action. I want my ass fucked and loaded. I go up to the sling room and lay down on the mattress across from the sling. I get off on anonymous fucks. I like a guy to just climb on top and go at it. I have been fucked by so many guys in this room without ever laying eyes on them. An absolutely gorgeous man starts to play with me but he is not into the anonymous thing and he wants to use a condom. His ethnicity was hard for me to place. He was very brown but I don't think he was African, more middle-east I guess, maybe mix race. Totally bald with a fantastic beard, amazing hairless body, and a cock to make you weep. I tend to like hairy guys but this guy was so hot anyway. I had a hard time making out what he was saying because of his accent. He was one of those guys who fucks for a minute, changes position, then wants a blow job, then drags you to another room and so on. He tried to get other guys to play with us, I am all for that, but in the end it just got to be stupid. Plus I FUCKING HATE CONDOMS! He was too hot for me to say no at first but in the end I had to get away from him. Too bad I really wondered what is cum would taste like. If you live near Grand Rapids you should check out the Diplomat. Like I said its nothing like the bigger bathhouses in the major cities but its clean enough and if you happen to be there on a slow night one of the clerks might fuck you. Gotta love that. Okay, so that was my first fuck stop on this long trip. I have so much more to talk about: including three bookstores, four bars, two gay campgrounds, three bathhouses and two gay resorts. I will tell you all about them in order, next stop Kentucky.

Third stop on my fuck tour was Oz campground near Unadilla, Georgia. It is a great campground especially if you want to get away from all things urban. It is a peaceful place with a friendly staff and reasonable rates. The whole compound it clothing optional, has a pool, hot tub and a building called the Sugar shack (that looked to be super fun when the place fills up) where you can go to play around. Sadly for me I was there mid-week, early in the season so not much going on. I did enjoy the quiet of the country and got to walk around nekkid which was a new experience for me. Even with the absence of many campers I did manage to suck two cocks and get barebacked. I was trying out my new found bravery at being a nudist so I went for a walk and then stopped on a foot bridge to sit and soak up some sun. After a while I noticed a guy doing some painting in a nearby cabin. His head would pop in the window every couple minutes. I realized he was getting a gander at me so I played it up, stretched out, rubbed my chest and belly, then my dick. Once I was hard he stepped out on to the porch and grabbed his crotch. That was all needed. I walked over to the cabin, let myself in and dropped to my knees. I had only been blowing him for a minute when he informed he came pretty quick. I told him to go for it and he instantly flooded my mouth with his load. That was fun. The guy who fucked me simply asked me if I wanted to go back to his place for some fun after chatting for a few minutes. He was an older guy with a nice cock that he was happy to bury in my hole. He never did cum though. I know I sucked off one more guy but for the life of me I can't remember what happened. I have sucked a lot of dick this trip so, well, I guess I can't be expected to remember every single one, can I? My trip started off kinda slow but once I hit Key West it was a cock bonanza so stay tuned. I have a whole lot of fucking to write about.

I would never say it’s wrong to climb into a sling you find unnocupied - I mean, fortune favors the bold. But if men continue to walk past the sling without stopping to at least inspect what’s on offer, the occupant should, in my opinion, take the hint within half an hour and change strategies; it obviously isn’t working. Don’t just tell yourself that you’ll stay until someone else asks to use it, either; most people won’t ask, and you’re just depriving other men who paid for same opportunity to use the facility that you did. If the occupant is asked by a pair to allow them to use the sling, he should vacate at once, with grace. This weekend I asked my friendly neighborhood bathhouse manager what their policy is on lizards and hogs, and he says that if there’s a problem, patrons should just tell management and they’ll deal with the offender.

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Personally I LOVED it! Love the "Code 19!" I guess as Im in customer service, I appreciated it. Would LOVE to have a customer make the first move like in this chapter. Personally, Id love to hear about the other reservations!

I would also love to hear more about that guy’s story. Maybe you could split it off into a different short story.

Meet a guy on BBRT that was horny at work and wanted to breed a hole. He works at a large hospital in town and told me about a fairly private bathroom off the beaten path. I was turned on thinking of getting bred with a poz load in a hospital bathroom! I got to the bathroom first, it only had 1 stall but it was very large and plenty big enough for two dudes. The stall had a wall along side half of it so no one could see 2 sets of feet. Sent the top a text and in a few minutes the bathroom door opened. He tapped on the door and I opened to find a super hot tall, fit guy dressed in slacks, shirt/tie. He wasted no time and pulled his pants down and showed me his rock hard 8" cut cock. I dropped and started to suck it but he didn't have much time so he wanted to fuck. I brought lube so he lubed up and rammed it all the way in my ass with one thrust. It hurt at first but a cum slut like me can handle it a little rough. He started to pound me when the bathroom door opened. A guy came in to take a pee so we stopped fucking until he left. Dude started pounding again and continued for a few minutes, he had told me he didn't have much time and wanted a pump/dump. He had a pretty good rythmn going when someone else came in. This time he didn't stop, he just kept fucking me but a slower and less noisy. Apparently he was pretty close to cuming because all of sudden he started pounded my hole hard even with the dude taking a pee still there. The guy had to hear cause his balls and hips were both slapping against my ass! I am holding on to the sink as this guy is assaulting my ass. The guy peeing is washing his hands when dudes lets out a slight moan unloads his poz cum in my hole. I can feel his heart pounding through his cock that is still buried in my ass. The peeing guy leaves and top dude slowly pulls out and a big wad of cum drips from the tip of his still hard cock on to the floor. I leave it, thinking it would be hot for someone to see a load of cum on the floor of a hospital bathroom! He thanks me for the fuck and pulls himself together and goes back to work. I take off and wonder what the pee guy looks like and what he thought was going on in the stall!!

Part 8 - Sunday Surprises They entered the coolness of the house and voices could be heard coming from the Lounge. Jake looked over at Marco who assured him it would be the housekeeping staff cleaning. Fabian came out of the lounge and walked towards them. "Welcome home, Marco why don't you and Jake go to the pool, I will join you there shortly." "Yes sir." Marco's hand guided the back of Jake to the Orangery where they undressed and headed down to the pool. In no time they were both laughing and splashing around in the cool water as the warm sun beat down on them. Marco glimpsed Fabian holding an ice bucket and 3 glasses, he grabbed Jake and told him it was time to dry off and have a drink. Marco had the biggest smile on his face and his arm was draped around Jake's shoulder, he knew what this meant. "Boys, we have some celebrating to do." Fabian popped the champagne and poured three glasses out and handed one to Jake and Marco. He raised his glass. "Jake, your blood test came back negative, you have passed the final test. You are welcomed into my family!" They clinked their champagne flutes, Fabian kissed Jake and Marco rubbed his head and replaced his arm around his shoulder. Jake wasn't sure what was suppose to happen next, the thought of reality struck home that tomorrow he would have to be back at work and in his usual routine. His train of thought was interrupted by Marco speaking to Fabian. "Sir, Jake has expressed an interest in working out with me." "That is wonderful news, he has the right physique. I trust you will nurture him well." "Yes sir, it would be a pleasure to train with him." "Do you have gym wear Jake?" "Oh, no I don't, should I go an get some?" "Marco, take Jake out shopping and get him whatever he needs." "Yes sir." "Oh, and some evening attire we have a family dinner tonight." Marco nodded and hinted at Jake to come and swim. Fabian finished his champagne and returned to the house as Jake and Marco dived in to the pool and swam lengths for 30 minutes. Jake crawled out the pool exhausted. "Hell, Marco I could hardly keep up." Marco layed on the side breathing heavy next to Jake. "Give it a week and you will be able to do more. Right lets get dressed and go shopping." "I need to go home and get my bank cards Marco." "Jake, it is all taken care of." They walked back to the house and retrieved their clothes then headed up the stairs taking a different turning this time towards another large bedroom. "These are my rooms, I am at the opposite end of the house from the master suite, you can change here." "Thank you Marco." Jake was surprised as Marco's room had a cosy lounge, bedroom and bathroom. Although it was inside another house it was still bigger than his flat. Marco picked up the phone and asked Jean-Paul to be outside in 15 minutes to take them shopping. They changed quickly and stood staring at each other for a moment before Marco smiled and kissed Jake lightly on the mouth quickly, he grabbed his hand and walked back towards the stairs and front door. Jean-Paul was waiting with the car, dressed in shorts and polo shirt this time, he opened the passenger door and closed as they settled in. Jean-Paul got in to the driver seat and looked in the mirror. "Where to Marco?" "Harvey Nichols should have what we need." Jean-Paul nodded and they set off. 30 minutes later the card pulled up to the main entrance of the department store in Knightsbridge. The door man came rushing over to the car and opened the passenger door and held it open as Jake and Marco exited. A few people stopped to see who getting out of the car then hurriedly went on with their business. The door man asked if they required Alfredo, Marco nodded and the door man spoke in to his radio ear piece and ushered them inside the store and to a discreetly hidden lounge area. He told Marco that Alfredo is on his way. Jake was bemused and excited, oh sure he had been in Harvey Nichols before but only browse and never buy anything. A steward came over and offered them champagne which they both took. Marco clinked his glass against Jakes "Family" he said. Alfredo entered followed by two assistants, he was a tall with a very athletic build, in his late 20's but had the most divine chiselled features. "Marco how lovely to see you, and who is this young man?" "Alfredo this Jake, we need work out wear, something sexy I think would be nice." "Perfect, I have a good idea what he needs, anything else." "Dinner tuxedo, standard colours full dress please." "We have some amazing ones just come in this week that would look perfect on him." "Jake, is there anything else you would like?" "Errmm, I don't know what do you think Marco?" "Well let's not rush, I suspect we will do this again shortly." The assistants measured Jake up for sizes and they scurried off after Alfredo gave them instructions. Jake quietly asked Marco if Alfredo was family, Marco nodded. It appeared to Jake that Fabian's family got everywhere. He went on to tell Jake that Alfredo is Fabian's personal shopper, plus all the people that he sends all ask for Alfredo. In fact he get's job offers every week from all over, they know how much business he brings in so it is a win win situation for him. Alfredo returned with his assistants and two racks of clothing. Jake tried on a tuxedo which felt sublime and fitted like a glove, the material was silky and obviously very good quality. He tried to look for price tag but all he saw was the designers label, he new this was not cheap. After several changes of clothes he stood there in a pair of lycra gym shorts sporting a large bulge as the material felt amazing and he was causing him to get an erection. Slightly embarrassed he tried to cover up. Alfredo smiled and told him he would have been disappointed if he didn't have that reaction, acting as if it was perfectly natural. As they finished up Alfredo escorted them out to the waiting car, the assistants putting the bags and suit carrier in to the boot of the car. Alfredo gave Jake a bag with shorts and polo shirts as a little something extra for his first visit and smiled to them as they took their seats. Alfredo poked his head in the car and told them he would see them all this evening for dinner. The doorman approached and closed the passenger door, the car pulled away and headed back to Wimbledon. "Did you enjoy that?" "Unbelievable, I have never gone shopping where I Just sat and drunk champagne before." "It is a nice way to shop, but I do like going normal shopping as well." "Marco, am I going to be in debt to Fabian?" "Not at all, I told you he is a very generous person, but also expects family to dress as required." "Is my life going to change?" "Yes, I have only seen Fabian this excited with one other person. Me." As the car approached the front of the house one was just leaving. Jake tried to see who it was, a single solitary figure in the drivers seat. He did a double take thinking he just saw Billy, he tried to look back but the blacked out window made it impossible to verify what he thought he saw. Both Jean-Paul and Marco realised what had just happened, the chain reaction and fallout this could cause.

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.

Was at Pleasuredome sauna in London recently and took 2 loads from 2 different guys. Managed to hold them in my hole. After a while the first guy was still horny, we had a second round and this time he fisted me and dumped another load. I walked around leaking cum down my legs feeling quite slutty. Later I saw a middle-eastern guy lying facing down in a room. I used some of the cum from my hole to fuck him and he did not seem to care. The thought of using other guys' cum from my hole was incredible and I quickly shot my load in him. Great lube! BTW, no one mentioned or asked about condoms or status.

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.

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.

There have been many memorable Darkroom sex sessions. A few immediately come to mind. One was when I was in my 30s in Amsterdam. I was more a cub back then. There was the Thermos Night sauna (bathhouse, which opened when Thermos Day closed). If I remember correctly there were two floors. Top floor had cabins. Lower floor had the jacuzzi and a few other sections (can't remember exactly what they all were). There was one room which was a sort of passage from one section to the next and was pitch dark. You couldn't see a thing. It was usually so packed you had to push yourself through. It was full of bodies and roaming hands, butts and dicks. There was no way you could get through without touching anyone. Bodies pressed against bodies. It was extremely hot in there so you immediatly started sweating. I had been upstairs and had been fucked twice there in the cabins. High on poppers and booze I entered the passage at one end and from the moment I was in there were hands exploring my body. Within minutes I had a dick up my ass. I couldn't move because of the crowd. He pumped a load in my ass and then I heard him say to someone "your turn". Next dick slid in. While he was fucking me I felt a mouth on my dick. Shot my load in the guy's mouth even before the 2nd top was done. After that I tried to get to the end of the passage but didn't manage before someone else felt up my ass, grabbed my hips and added another load. Went to the jacuzzi to soak where I met another guy who I went upstairs with. But that's another story ? I still remember it vividly and even know the music was a thumping remix of Björk's Human Behavior. Whenever I hear that song it immediatly brings me back to that experience.

When I was in college I worked on campus in the shipping and receiving dept. The full time employees there were all middle aged str8 guys. They suspected I was gay and gave me a lot of ribbing about it. But two of the guys would kind of tone down the ribbing in exchange for me sucking and bottoming for them. During the lunch hour when the boss was always out of the building these two guys would make me suck, rim and bottom for them. It was always raw. One was a tall, muscular, buff, Hawaiian guy. He had a huge, thick, uncut cock. Would really pound me deep. He'd call me "Mahu". A Hawaiian term for gay. Or a person that embodies both masculine or feminine spirits. The Hawaiian guy could fuck for 20 or 30 minutes before cumming in me. The other guy was just a rough, redneck, bully type of guy. His dick wasn't very big. But he'd pound me hard and would cum very quickly. The redneck guy usually fucked me first. Then the Hawaiian guy would have an already cum lubed hole to pound until lunch hour was over.

Junior Year This takes place during my third year in college. I guess I should tell you a little about myself first……. My name is Joey, I am nerd standing 5’9”, weighing 130 pounds, with brown hair, hazel eyes and a small dick, well, small in my mind. It’s just shy of 7” but I’ve always thought of it as small. I graduated high school when I was 15 years old. When I went to college my mother wouldn’t let me live in the dorms saying I was “too young”. Right before my third year I was a month shy of my 18th birthday the dorm manager assured my mother he would pair me with a good roommate so I wouldn’t get into trouble. That’s when I met Caleb. He was also a sophomore, 20 years old. He towered over me at 6’2”, but only outweighed me by about 10-15 pounds. He was a stick compared to me but he had a big dick. I saw him hard once and I swore it looked like it was nearly a foot long….actually he told me it was just over 8” during one of our late night bullshit sessions. He was like a big brother who looked out for me. Caleb introduced me to his two best friends who lived next to us in the dorm. They were Jeff and Mark. The four of us hung out a lot so when Caleb suggested that we get a hotel room to celebrate my birthday. Jeff said he knew of a few girls they could invite over including a freshman who was my age that was easy. I was so ready to be 18 and (from the talk) lose my virginity. My birthday was on Tuesday of the week and we were getting the room on Thursday sine we had Friday off for some faculty day and Monday off for some state holiday. On Tuesday the guys on the floor surprised me with a cake, but Caleb told me that the real party was going to be Thursday night. Over the next couple days I did my best to concentrate on school. After my last class on Thursday Caleb and I headed over to the hotel to get the room. It was decent hotel and the room was nice. I was surprised that we got a room with just a king size bed. Caleb explained that we got the room with one bed since a room with 2 queen beds was too much. Caleb and I got comfortable as we waited for Jeff and Mark to arrive with the girls. Caleb had the habit of relaxing in just a pair of mesh basketball short with nothing under them. To be cool I started to do the same since I could tell most every guy in the door seemed to do the same. We watched TV as we waited for the others to arrive. Jeff and Mark walked into the room alone. Caleb asked where the girls were and Jeff told us that they were supposed to be coming over later. As we continued to watch TV Jeff and Mark got ‘comfortable’ and I got my first look at them without clothes as they stripped down and slipped on mesh basketball shorts. Jeff was a little shorter then Caleb, maybe 6’, but weighed more since he was muscular, he probably weighed 160-170. Mark was about my height and weight. I noticed their dicks seemed to be close to what I had so maybe I didn’t have a small dick. After an hour Jeff tried to reach the girls to find out that they had made other plans. So Caleb said we were going to turn my birthday party into a stag party. I had heard about stag partied before and knew that they could be wild. I am not sure where it came from but all of a sudden there was a porn playing on the TV. It had a young guy built kind of like me with some hot babe getting his dick sucked. The guys started talking about sex, getting laid and blown and I had nothing to really contribute. As we were watching the porn a strange glass pipe appeared and the guys started to light a torch under the end producing a white smoke. Each guy took his turn and when it got to me I wasn’t sure what to do. Caleb told me it would help relax me and make the night more fun. I trusted Caleb and with his help I took my first hit. They guys cheered me on encouraged me to take a second then a third hit before I passed it to the next guy. The pipe went around several times but every time I got it the guys got me to take an extra hit (or two). Caleb leaned in and asked how I liked the Tina was making me feel. I let him know that I really liked the stuff we were smoking. While Caleb and I talked the others were putting more into the pipe. I looked at the video to suddenly see a second guy in the scene. They were taking turns on the babe as the guys began to talk shit with each other. Caleb told us that we now he’s got the biggest cock of all of us. Mark challenged him and somehow Jeff and I got dragged into this challenge. The deal was, the guy with the longest dick would be declared the winner. Jeff chimed in and asked what he would win when it was seen that he had the biggest cock? As the guys argued my eyes were fixed on the porn. The babe had left leaving the two guys horny with each other. Next I saw the two guys in the porn start to kiss and suck in 69. As my attention was focused on the porn I was asked if I was in. Not knowing it I said yes then hear one of the guys say, “then it’s settled, the guy with the biggest cock gets sucked by the others.” Huh? Did I just agree to suck the winner’s dick? I knew I wasn’t the biggest, but guess I agreed to the bet. From somewhere one of the guys pulled out a ruler and we each pulled down our shorts and each guy stroked his dick to get hard. For some reason I couldn’t get hard even though I felt incredibly horny. The guys continued to smoke as this went on and, of course, I was hitting the pipe more than the rest, but now without encouragement from the group. From the looks of things Caleb was so far the biggest, but I couldn’t get hard to measure. Caleb was declared the winner especially since I couldn’t get hard. Caleb waved his 8” cock around asking who would be the first to suck his cock. Jeff and Mark said the guy with the smallest should go first. As I watched the action on the screen I was offered the pipe before I took my turn sucking Caleb. After a couple good size hits I opened my mouth to begin I was told the rest of the bet. Caleb said as we all agreed the first round is one minute sucking, second round 2 minutes 3 round 3 minutes and so on until I cum. The guy sucking my cock when I cum must swallow my cum and then becomes the slam bitch. Not really knowing how to suck a dick I figured I won’t be eating Caleb’s load, but as we got into round 3 then 4 I think I was getting better at it as I would get Caleb moaning and telling me what a good job I was doing. When the others were taking their turn sucking Caleb’s dick the rest of us were smoking and I was watching the porn where this one guy was getting fucked by another guy with couple more standing around. It was my turn again and we were up to 6 minutes. I took a couple big hits off the pipe (4 actually) and began working on Caleb again. I’m not really sure how long I had been sucking Caleb. He was running his hand through my hair, making me feel good about what I was doing when he suddenly grabbed my head and I felt him begin to fire his load into my mouth. The guys just looked at me with lust in their eyes as Caleb recovered from his orgasm. Jeff just said, “on the bed slam bitch!”

All about love (Part 1) Sometimes we open our eyes and we realize we are alone in this world. Lucius was in a world of his own. He had learnt what it meant to love and lose. When he was four years of age he lost his Daddy in a fatal car accident. One morning the man kissed his boy good-bye, telling him he loved him, only never to return. Then Lucius learnt what it meant to live with a desperate and depressed mother, who couldn’t get over her husband’s sudden death. More and more she fell into a state of weakness and one night, he was six years old, she kissed her son good night and told him she loved him. The next morning he found her not moving in her lonely bed. His grandmother took him in and tried to replace his father and his mother. She gave him all the love she had, to make up for the loss he had to endure in his young life, only to die of a heart attack when the boy was ten years old and attending school. The police and a DHS worker picked him up from his class, explaining he could never go back to Nana’s home and that her last words were, that she loved him. Then he took a journey from one foster home to another, but never did he stay long. He knew what it meant, to rely on the grown-ups and then to be abandoned by them, so he decided it would be best, not to show any emotions and he made himself intolerable. When he reached the age of sixteen he ran away from yet another foster home and lived on the streets, doing everything in the book to earn money, but before long he started to steal stuff from shops to sell them on the street - to buy himself food. Then he burglarized the homes of others to get money for drugs. And then he sold his body for another shot of heroin. One night he was in a club, he begged his dealer for some dope. He promised he would pay him in a couple of days but he needed a shot now. His dealer wouldn’t give him the shit for free, but then he told Lucius, that he might had a job offer for him. He would know people who might take him in and supply him with smack, if Lucius would agree to work for them. Lucius, now 18 years old, was shaking badly. Although he used the drug for a while, he still looked quite attractive. Of course it was inevitable that in time his body would give in to the ravishes of the drugs, and he would assume the look of a typical wasted junky, but at this point the only suggestions of the addiction was a certain vacant expression in his eyes and the fact that he was extremely thin. His pusher drove him to a rundown house on the bad side of the town. After he knocked at the back door they entered a filthy complex but didn’t care to look around much. He needed a shot urgently. Another guy, his name was Cole, was sitting in one of the rooms and listened to Lucius’ story. You could see in his cold eyes no sign of sympathy. He explained to the twink, that nothing in life would come for free. Since time was running up Lucius didn’t even care, what kind of work he had to do. He was in need for his next fix now. Cole stood up and walked towards Lucius. He stood in front of the kid and looked down at him. He massaged his dick through his fabrics and asked him, to show how much he really needed this shit. Lucius understood immediately and opened Cole’s pants. He grabbed the hardened dick and started kissing the leaking dick head. His tongue made love to the pushers piss slit and cleaned it thoroughly. He sucked the dick into his mouth like there was no tomorrow. He jacked this guy’s cock off while giving him a good old blow job. The pimp started face fucking poor young Lucius’ to check his gag reflex obviously. Soon the pimp reached his climax and shot his load down the boy’s throat - who swallowed the semen, like a whore. Cole turned around and handed the pusher some money and told him then to piss off. Turning back to Lucius’ he called two of his men and ordered them to drag Lucius to the room 18. There should be a free mattress. Lucius looked at him begging him for his shot and he barked to his men to give him a fix and then let the Johns use his new merchandise, to keep the money cash flowing. When they entered the room, there were 5 mattresses on the floor. On 3 there were guys involved in some heavy fuck actions. Young guys, like himself, were being fucked by older males. They didn’t even look up, as the three entered the room and moved to one of the free mattresses. “Take off your pants and short” one guy ordered. Lucius undressed completely and looked at both guys like a puppy in need. One guy left for a short while, only to come back with a needle and a syringe and other stuff. They gave him the urgently needed shit and left him dozing off at the filthy mattress. Not long after that, a trucker entered the room. He looked around and saw three whores already taken, but then he discovered the ‘sleeping beauty’ Lucius and started to unbutton his jeans. He grabbed his 8 inch dick and jacked it off, then he went down on Lucius who hardly recognized the guy approaching him. “How old, bitch?” he asked Lucius. Lucius tried to focus on the intruder, but he wouldn’t reply really. He was so high, that he didn’t complain about the guy pushing Lucius’ legs up and spreading it so far away, that his hole was accessible. ‘Fucking drug addicts’ the trucker thought and jammed his cock into the defenseless boy. He made a grunting sound. Although Lucius had whored around before, he was still tight, because he never exceeded in getting fucked by guys. “Tight bitch” the trucker moaned. His dick felt like being snipped off, by the tight boy’s anal passage. He had to work hard to get his whole cock into this narrow whore. He felt his body being used distantly and knew he should fight against it, but he didn’t care. His legs were tightly pressed against his chest. The trucker used the hollow of the knees to hold him down and use greater force to penetrate him. Since it was a bareback ‘flatrate’ night at the ‘Biohazard’, the Johns paid only one fee and could fuck as much as they liked the whole night and were allowed to change the boys as often as they wanted to. On all 4 mattresses drugged up boys, all of Lucius’ age, being abused and fucked hard by their Johns. They showed no mercy. They hammered their big cocks into the entries and tried to inflict some damages also. You could clearly hear the moaning and groaning, from other rooms also. The trucker didn’t even look at his boy whore. His eyes were closed and he enjoyed the sensational feeling violating this extremely tight cunt. He tried to jab his cock into the asshole as hard as he could, to show Lucius who was the man in the house and the boy reacted finally a little. “Take my toxic seed fucker…. *groans* take it all up your ass…. *grunts* yeah….. do you feel me…. *moans*” He fucked Lucius hard fired his bugs into the defenseless boy. Another John entered the room with an adolescent boy and told the young guy to undress his tight pants and open up for him. Lucius’ first day at a Biohazard whorehouse might change his life forever most certainly, but definitely not for good…

True story from Dec. 23rd holiday party. My partner Shane and I went to a friend’s holiday party. It’s a semi-annual event, and always one of the best parties of the year. This year there were around 70 guys attending. There was a small catering team handling the food and bar. My favorite was the blonde waiter; when we chatted, he shared he was a senior in a nursing program and was thinking about PA school next year. The bartender was a muscular guy, shaved head, in his late 30s or early 40s; he was pouring the drinks pretty heavy. I chatted briefly with another waiter, this one a bit shy with dark, thick hair and glasses who was also finishing college, and looking a bit overwhelmed by all the men. There was a really mishmash of guests, ranging from late 20s through early 60s, with the majority in their 40s and 50s. A good cross-section of fit and outgoing gentlemen. I knew about half of the guys from other social events, and a few from prior seasons in Ptown. A few close friends were attending, and I was mingling throughout the night. Shane and I crossed paths now and agin in the house — a 3600 sq. Ft. Home built along the edge of conservation land, so it was nice and private. There was a constant level of flirting and sexual energy in the group; not ususual for one of these parties. Men were casually chatting, rubbing one another’s chest, and breaking the touch-barrier by laying a hand on someone new’s shoulder or around their waist. The buzz in the house was lively as guys moved from room to room, and occasionally out to the chillly patio, during the evening. Around 10 p.m. some guys began to take their leave. I’d chatted with my friends, made some new acquaintances, and even exchanged a couple nice kisses with some new handsome guys. Shane introduced me to a tall, lean red head named Eric, and I chatted with the handsome ginger for a bit before needing to visit the bartender again. There’d also been a slow migration of some guys to the upper floor, which had a walkway and small seating area that overlooked the living room. Guys were hanging out up there, and then disappearing down the hallway. I wasn’t in a hurry to wander upstairs, and was enjoying the conversations still happening on the main floor. Around 10:45 the main floor was growing pretty thin. The last of my close friends that were still hanging around were saying goodbyes. The main floor was littered with empty food plates, wine glasses, and cups. I peeked into the front living room and saw a guy sitting on the couch with another kneeling at his feet blowing him. In the kitchen, three guys were in a tight embrace exploring one another’s bodies under their winter clothing. I decided to wander upstairs and see what was happening there. The master bedroom was at the end of the upstairs hallway, past several other closed doors. The hall was quiet, and there wasn’t much noise coming from those closed rooms. The master bedroom door was opne, but the room was dark. With about 6 feet left to the hallway, I could begin to hear the happy murmurs of men in the dark. There were about 25 guys in the bedroom, a large space with 2 levels — the lower level had a king size bed in the center of the floor looking out a wall of glass into the woods. Behind the bed was a low wall with steps on either side that went to the upper level. Guys were everywhere. From the upper level, I could see a group of 7 guys active on the bed, with one guy laying spread eagle and another laying on top of him. Two other guys were on all fours at opposite sides of the bed being fucked from behind. Around me were small groups of naked men sucking, and I spied what looked like a metal framework in the corner opposite the hallway. I stripped, tossed my clothes behind a chair, and started to wander the upper level to see who was there and where I might join in. The bedroom was filled with happy moans and groans of men sharing sexual intimacy. There were random bottles of poppers and lube floating around, and I took a quick hit of poppers to get myself going; my dick was already rock hard, my favorite leather cockring hugging it tight at the base. My friend Matthew was laying on a blanket on the floor, holding his legs in the air as someone I hadn’t spoken to tonight started penetrating his hole. Three guys were on their knees in the middle of a group of 6 or 7, hungrily sucking one cock after another. The frame I saw in the corner was for a sling, but the sling was empty at the moment — I didn’t think that would last very long. My eyes were adjusting to the darkness, just a few candles punctuating small areas of the room, and casting most of the bodies as silhouettes until you got up close. I picked up a bottle of poppers and took a second hit as one of the guys kneeling reached out and touched my cock; I slipped it into his mouth and enjoyed a nice blowjob before he moved back to the guy on my right. I wandered down to the lower level by the bed. The sounds here were more intense — skin slapping against skin, and short grunts, moans, and gasps as men were being fucked in the near darkness. I had to get close to make out faces. To my surprise, the adorable blonde waiter was bent over the edge of the bed being fucked by one of the hosts. The host leaned over as I got close, and made out with me while he kept fucking the boy. There was a bottle of lube and some poppers laying nearby on the bed, and I reached underneath to feel the host’s bare cock sliding in and out of the boy’s hole. I stepped around and knelt on the bed, taking a hit of poppers, sharing one with the boy, and pushed my cock into his mouth to spit roast him. I looked at the other pairs fucking on the bed, and realized it was Shane laying spread eagle on one side of the bed with the red head plowing into his hole. I felt the thrill that goes through me when I see Shane being fucked by someone. He was grunting over and over as Eric delivered thrust after thrust, his body weight pressing Shane into the mattress. The muscly bartender was standing at the other edge of the bed, stroking slowly as he watched two other guys fucking near him; he occasionally reached over and touched Eric’s ass and ran his hand up along his spine. I decided to walk up top and see if there was an available ass ready to be fucked. My friend Matthew was now in the sling with a couple guys standing near, but no one stepping up. I quickly lubed my cock, stepped up to Matthew’s waiting hole, and started to push in. He and I smiled to each other for a second, then he took two long hits of poppers knowing what was coming, and then the fuck started. His ass was incredible warm wrapped around my dick, and I felt the smooth skin rubbing against my cock as I pumped in and out of his hole. I fucked him with long strokes, purposely trying to have my balls slap against his ass. He started jacking himself, and I picked up the pace as he starting moaning. I went from long and deep strokes, to a more moderate pace, letting the sling begin to do some of the work as it swung forward and back, pulling his hole away from my cock, and then plunging back to impale him again. Matthew was groaning loudly, which totally turns me on, and I started a power fuck, slamming his ass hard as I pulled back against the chairs holding the sling. Matthew and I locked eyes, him grunting and snarling like someone who loves his ass used hard. My pelvic bone was starting to hurt I was fucking him so hard, pulling back on the chains to bring his hole back to me. Matthew grunted and then asked for a break. I stepped back, and helped him up, his lightly furred chest drenched in sweat, and he was gasping a bit. We stood there making out for a few minutes, then he went downstairs for water. I washed off my cock in the shower (I think that’s always polite after fucking someone’s ass), and wandered back toward the bed. There were at least 10 guys on or around the bed, and the energy had become primal. Shane and the blonde waiter was laying on their backs along the bottom end of the bed, with a third guy on all fours beside them. All three were being fucked. Shane was taking the bartender’s big cock, his moans conveying how hot the fuck was. The blonde was giving it up for a silver fox, and the third was impaled on the host’s cock. This is where everything just begins to become a pagent of smells, sounds, and feelings. I jumped onto the bed, and there were others that followed. The next 40 minutes was a circus of mystery cocks slipping in and out of willing holes as tops moved around the bed regularly, I fucked a cute otter at the edge of the bed while watching Shane take the silver fox in his ass, and another guy push his cock into Shane’s mouth. I was just thinking of breeding the otter when someone came up behind me and pushed into my ass. I became distracted by the mystery cock inside me, and the incredibly warm feeling of the otter’s hole. I thrusted forward to bury myself deep, feeling the dick in my slide out to his head; and then pushed back onto the cock behind me while giving the otter a moment of relief. I was caught up in the amazing slippery feelings on my cock and in my ass. There was a rotation on the bed, and I lost my otter hole only to find the blonde waiter sniffing poppers with his legs spread wide. I didn’t waste time taking that beautiful hole, watching the expressions on his face as I began to pump in and out of him raw. A suddenly loud grunting / growling sound was off to my left, and I could make out (through the tangle of bodies) a bearded guy from Connecticutt pumping his load into Shane’s ass. My poppered up blonde was cradling his knees in his arms, lifting his ass up for my cock. I pounded him, shifting my stance a few times to reach different angles in his hole. He vacillated between low moans and quick whimpers as he took another cock in him. I made out with a guy next to me who then asked for a turn with the blonde. I gave myself a quick respite for some water, then returned to the bed. The redhead Eric was back at Shane’s ass, holding his legs wide while he pumped away at the hungry hole. Shane was moaning, and after a few minutes I heard him ask for Eric’s load. The redhead pumped with determination; I could hear their bodies slapping against one another, and felt it in the bed itself. Finally Eric unloaded into Shane, still pumping away to push his load deep inside. I felt someone fingering my hole, but he was a bit too tentative to keep my attention. Meanwhile, the otter was available again, and he presented his hole to me. I decided this was where I was going to finish for the night. I made out with the handsome otter, letting my hardon tease against his hole for a moment before pushing back inside. We found a quick rhythm and made out while I fucked his ass. I felt the urge building inside me to shoot. I looked up and saw one of the hosts bending Shane over the edge of the bed and positioning his cock to enter my partner. “Are you gonna breed me?” The otter asked. ”Fuck yeah!” I grunted. He looked at me with cocklust in his eyes, and I knew I was going to tag his ass. I let the urge build, my cock aching to release, “OH YEAH~” and I let my cum flood the adorable otter in front of me. He started grunting, and I saw his own cum shoot across his chest and hit his chin. I licked him cum onto my tongue, and pushed it into his own mouth, letting him taste his own cum while mine filled his ass. Our host grunted again and again as he unloaded into Shane’s ass in front of me. I got off the bed with the otter, the two of us walking hand-in-hand, I lead him toward the shower. I slapped the host’s ass, “Nice work” and he smiled back. “I’ve wanted to breed that ass for over a year!” The otter and I showered, then snuggled in one of the other bedrooms for awhile. When I finally got up to collect my clothing and boyfriend, I found him showering with a bearded guy from Boston I’d met before. He had fucked Shane in the sling and given him another load. Shane told me later that he’d been fucked by two guys in the sling, taking both loads. If you enjoyed hearing about Shane’s and my holiday orgy, click the Blue Heart and Upvote, and leave a message.

I had a rare weekday off and decided to drive a little farther to a combo theater/arcade to see what trouble I could get in to. I hadn't been to any booths in a while and was really horny to take as many cocks as were willing in to my holes. I made sure I was cleaned out real good, slipped in to some cargo shorts and a tee, grabbed my lube and hopped in my car. On the way I tried to decide how I wanted to proceed once I got there. This place had an arcade on one side and a full sized theater on the other. I knew there would be action in the booths but there were only two with gloryholes, which I love. The booths were large, easily accommodating 4 or 5 guys so I thought some group action would be fun. The theater only showed straight porn, which was a bummer, but it was also a place I could walk around naked, which is a big turn on for me. There was a stage in front of the screen and I had always thought it would be hot to get fucked there. What to do? I walked in around 11 in the morning and decided to buy admission to both the theater and the arcade. The cashier was a real cute guy, no more than 20, who took my money and told me to have fun. I thought, I would definitely have fun if YOU were to come in with me. I smiled and said, "Here's to fun!" I went in to the theater first since it was still early in the day, before the lunch crowd. I walked in and it was so dark except for the movie on the screen that I couldn't see. I stood in the doorway for a minute and then nudged my way along the back wall, slowly letting my eyes adjust. I unbuttoned and unzipped my shorts and they fell to my ankles. I started stroking my cock as my eyes adjusted. I stepped out of my shorts and tweaked one of my nipples when I felt a hand on my ass. It had been too dark to see the guy standing there but he could see the show I had started. I reached over and felt his cock, already hard and dripping precum. I pulled my tee off so I was naked except for my shoes. I thought, what the hell, and kicked them off too. I dropped to my knees in front of the guy and smelled his musky cock, licking the precum, then taking him in my mouth, savoring the full length. He took my head in his hands and face fucked me. I still didn't know what he looked like or if there was anyone else in the theater. Finally, I stood up and my eyes had adjusted. I took his cock in my hand and jerked him alongside my cock. He was a white guy in his late 30's, average build, pretty hairy but with a shaved face. His cock was average, about six inches but had a nice mushroom head on it. I dropped back down on his cock and as I sucked him I found my pants and my bottle of lube. I greased my hole, first with one finger, then with two, easing them in and opening myself up. He finally unbuckled his pants and I pulled them down to his knees. I stood back up and started making out with him, sticking my tongue in his mouth, licking his neck, stroking his cock. He was now grabbing my ass and massaging it, taking a finger and playing with my hole. "I want you to fuck me," I said. "Do you have a condom?" "No. Do you?" I turned around and decided to let him take control. If he wanted a tight hole to drop his load in I was there. If he didn't want to fuck without a condom at least I might end up with his load on my ass. I grabbed his cock and stroked him, rubbing it on my ass. Soon, he slid his cock along my butt crack, getting it wet with lube. I put my hands on the theater seat in front of me and bent over for him. He rubbed his cock head on my hole. Almost there, I thought. He took his cock in his hand and pushed his mushroom head ever so slowly in to me. It felt awesome as he pushed past my sphincter. "Oh, fuck. We shouldn't be doing this," he said as he started sliding in and out of me. "Don't stop. You have a great cock for fucking." He grabbed my hips and pounded my hole, thrusting deep inside me. We were making that delicious slapping sound when an ass is really getting a good fuck. Then the door to the theater opened and another guy came in. I was worried my top was going to stop so I cried out, "Please keep fucking me. I need that bare dick in me. I want your load in my guts." Well, he kept going and the guy who had just arrived went to the back row of seats and stood in front of me. He pulled out a huge eight inch cock. "Suck him," said the guy who was fucking me. How could I say no? I looked up at him and saw a handsome Latino guy in his mid twenties. I didn't look long though because his cock was invading my mouth. Nice and long, not too thick. As I was getting spit roasted a couple more guys came in to the theater. I knew they couldn't see much yet but the top was pounding away and grunting so they must have known what was happening. The Latin kid took his shirt off as I sucked him and his pants were past his knees. I caressed his fine ass as I blew him and slipped a finger in his hole. The top cried out,"Fuck, I'm cumming." "Shoot it in me," I said. "Fuck yeah, breed his hole," said the Latin kid. I felt another hand on my ass as the top pushed deep inside me. Both his hands were now on my shoulders so I knew someone else had joined in. He grunted and held his cock in me as I felt hands on my butt. I sucked the Latin kid some more, then came up to see him looking at me. He bent over and kissed me. "Are you loaded up,?" he asked. "Yes." I said as I tried to catch my breath. The top pulled out of me and I felt fingers in my hole. A guy reached around and fed me cum from my ass. The Latin kid pulled his pants off so he was naked too and told me to follow him. "I think I have to go with him," I said to the top. He was buckling up anyway so he had gotten what he came for. I found my clothes on the floor and gave the top a kiss. "I hope you're clean," he said. "Clean as a whistle, honey." Then I laughed as I walked naked down the center aisle to the front of the theater where the Latin kid had gone. He was sitting in a chair in the front row, completely naked, stroking his cock. As I went down to the front three other guys followed and sat in the front row alongside the Latin kid. One was a black guy around forty and the other two were older white guys, probably in their mid fifties. I knelt in front of the Latin kid and went down on him, taking that full eight inches deep in my throat. I bobbed up and down and he slowly slid in his seat so I could suck on his balls too. They were a perfect match for his eight incher. They filled my mouth as I pulled on them. Then he slid down in his chair a little more and his legs went over the arm rests. He obviously wanted to get rimmed and when his perfectly puckered asshole was looking so pretty in the movie screen light I couldn't resist. I flicked my tongue on it and went to town, licking and sucking and listening to his moans. He was making out with the black guy as I rimmed him and had reached over to stroke his cock. I could see that he had a nice thick cock, probably seven inches. I decided I wanted that black cock in my mouth so I switched from the Latin kids ass to the black guys cock. It tasted so good. As I sucked the black guys cock the Latin kid came up behind me and whispered, "I know that ass is loaded with cum. It makes great lube and I want to fuck you." I lifted up off the black guys cock and said, "Go ahead." "Not on the floor, up here." Then he grabbed my hand, pulled me up and had me lay on the stage. It was only about three feet high so I laid on my back and my ass hung over the edge of the stage. "Show us that pussy," he said as the other three guys gathered around. I raised my ass in the air so they could all see my cummy hole. The Latin kid reached his arms under my legs and slid his cock along my ass crack. "I could use some help here guys," he said and I could feel someone's hand reach down and guide his cock head to my hole. He played with my hole for only a few seconds then pushed all the way in. Even though I had been fucked in the back of the theater his cock was much longer than the first guy's so it hurt a little as he thrust in. Thank god he wasn't all that thick. He had me on the edge of the stage piston fucking me, stretching my hole, getting me ready for any cock that might come my way. "You want a turn too?" he asked the black guy. "I think we all do." he said. The Latin kid pulled out and I flipped on to my stomach with my ass hanging over the stage. I knew the black guy went first because it was a thick cock. He pounded away, then pulled out, soon to be replaced by another cock. The Latin kid got on the stage in front of me and had me suck his cock while the three other guys tag teamed me. One after another they filled my hungry hole with their cocks. It became apparent that more guys had joined in as they used my pussy for their pleasure. The Latin kid turned around and had me eat his ass again and this turned on a couple of the guys because they soon shot their loads in my ass. The Latin kid somehow noticed I had been bred again and said, "I want to see that hole. Come up here and show me." I got on the stage and showed him my used pussy, dripping with sweat and cum. He slid his finger in to my hole, fucking me with one, then two and then three fingers. "You're such a cumwhore. Sit on my cock." He had laid on the stage with his boner pointing straight up and I stood up right in front of the screen and squatted on to his pole. I fucked myself with this huge cock as a crowd of guys watched. I looked over and saw a number of phones taping the action. I bent down and kissed the Latin kid, fucking myself with his cock the whole time. "I think we're being taped," I said. He just grunted and began fucking me hard and looking in to the crowd of guys. He made a thumbs up motion and a few guys laughed. "If anyone wants some of this action you're welcome to join," he said. "I'm sure this cumslut can take more cocks." With that one of the guys came on to the stage and shoved his cock in my mouth. "Not his mouth, dude. Put it in his ass next to mine." Holy shit, the guy pushed me down on the Latin kid then put his cock against my exposed cunt. He worked his cock in to my hole, working with the Latin kid to get them both in me at the same time. Pop! In he went. He held it for a minute then started pumping. The guys watching were cheering him on and the Latin kid began pumping in sync with him. They both were fucking me hard on the stage, filling my hole to the max. "Fuck, I'm cumming," He pumped hard and then the Latin kid cried out, "Fuck, me too!" They both came in me and held their cocks in me as they softened, not falling out until they couldn't stay in. The guy got off my back and the Latin kid told me to get up and lean over the stage, showing everyone my cummed up cunt. Guys kept taping as my gaping hole oozed cum from it. A couple guys fingered me and made me lick their fingers and a couple actually put their dicks in me and gave me a quick fuck but I was so opened up I could barely feel it. I really needed to give it a rest for a while and the Latin kid sensed it. "Okay boys. That's all my cumslut can take for now. But I'm sure he has enough cum in him to keep him lubed for a couple more hours. Check the arcade later if you're still here. I'll be whoring him out some more." He pulled me off the stage, grabbed our clothes and went to the back of the theater. "I'm going to keep your clothes until I take you to the arcade later," he said. "You got the lunch crowd now. You'll get the after work guys later." I smiled and sat there naked with my ass leaking cum on to the seat. "I can't wait."

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.

I can speak to this... I too have a bigger than average cock and have started to wear a jock when I'm up in a public sling. It SUBSTANTIALLY reduces the chances of guys looking to play with my cock.

that is the way it should be - as a total bottom your sex organs are your cunt and your mouth and your total focus should be on using them to please your top/s

You were making interesting arguments right up to this point, and then - blew it. Sorry, I look terrible in a tinfoil hat.

Just before CL's personals got shut down. A guy with a wonderful BBC I had hooked up with before for oral wanted to fuck me, but couldn't host and neither could I. So I walked over to a nearby empty street covered with trees and waited for him to pull up off to the side. I stripped down as he was approaching, and after getting him hard with my mouth he stood me up, turned me around, bent me over and went to town on my ass. After a few minutes, he busted deep in me, but he was a multi-summer with big loads, and just kept pounding until he pulled out and came all over my crack and hole. I thanked him and he went about his way, and I got to enjoy a nice little walk home feeling his him just oozing out my ass. I felt soaked! The first time we hooked up he gave me a facial, and the first load was enough to totally cover my face. But the second he came, he stammered "Again" and after a few minutes of sucking him off with a face plastered with cum, he pulled back and covered it -again- like a one man bukakke. I wish I hadn't lost his number. And wish I could hook up more often.

last night, my bf came in my ass and it dribbled out throughout the night. by the morning, he shoved his big fat daddy cock in again

Hook up with a guy right in front of the sling lizard, essentially forcing him to watch you get fucked but also blocking others from getting to him to fuck him. I'm petty. I admit it. Petty Labelle. LOL.

Part 28 The next two days were pretty routine for Rob. Each morning Tanner brought him to the gym for his workout. Rob looked forward to having his ass stretched and stimulated while he worked his other muscle groups in the gym. He had gotten to the point where he could squat lower on the giant dildo. When he would finish his squats, his hole would be gaping. He learned that there was a method to the madness with the training regime. Due to the other exercises which stimulated him to squeeze his ass sphincter, he had gained significantly more control of his ass. As a result it didn’t take him more than a minute or two after his squats to tighten his ass muscle and close the wide opening. His new ass control was much appreciated by whoever was in the gym at the time of his workout because they would inevitably fuck Rob at some time during their own workouts. It was like an additional employee perk for them. The person that Rob looked most forward to being fucked by however was Tanner. Tanner did fuck Rob each morning after the workout but he always treated Rob like a worthless pig. Rob really wanted Tanner to say just once how good of a bottom he was. It only made him try harder to please Tanner. Tanner was fully aware of what Rob was trying to achieve and that made him abuse Rob all the more. Although Rob had accepted he was a bottom and worked to please Tops with his holes, there was still a part of his attitude that showed he was pleasing the Tops in order stroke his own ego. That is what still needed to be changed. Although great progress had been made on making Rob focus only on the Top he was serving; there was still just a little bit of arrogance that needed to be erased. Once Rob returned to his room there was always someone waiting there to fuck him some more. This was the best part of the routine for Rob because not only did he get more cock but he was also given Tina in some form during the session. Rob learned that if there were no cameras in the room that the session was a private appointment paid for by the client. This was the case on both days. The Tops were older and out of shape, just the type the Rob would have completely ignored or even taunted and teased in the past. Now however he focused only on their cocks. Thanks to Viagra, both Tops were able to fuck Rob’s ass and throat for a long time. As Tanner was escorting Rob to the gym on the third day he mentioned that his celebration party would be held that evening. Rob’s cock hardened at the thought. He had been anxiously awaiting this group fuck. He was especially excited since although he had been fucked everyday by several cocks, those fucks were spread out through the day. He hadn’t been gang banged since college night. When he went back to his room after his workout there was a camera man waiting there. Rob was a bit confused because it was too early for the party and his small room certainly wasn’t big enough to accommodate a gang bang with a dozen or so Tops like Nick had indicated would be invited. Tanner pointed to the bed and said, “Sit down we have a little surprise for you.” Rob broke into a big smile when two men walked into the room. He immediately recognized the one as Cody. The feeling of betrayal he had toward Cody was no longer there. In fact in some way, Rob thought maybe he should thank Cody for his participation in the conversion process. The guy with Cody looked vaguely familiar. He was young and trim with curly brown hair. Cody reached over and hugged the other guy. He then looked him in the eye, patted his ass and said, “See I told you he was now a slut bottom turning tricks.” It then hit Rob, the other guy was Dylan. Dylan was the college student he and Cody had tricked, tweaked and fucked the night before Rob’s photo shoot at the leather shop. “What is he doing here,” Rob thought. Cody nodded to the camera man who then started filming. He then said to Rob, “On your back pig, and raise your legs up to your shoulders; you’re about to get fucked.” Rob did as he was told but he was really confused. As far as he knew, Dylan was a bottom, so when both Dylan and Cody undressed it made no sense to Rob. Dylan turned to Cody and asked, ”Are you sure about this; I love you and don’t want to upset you.” Cody just smiled and said, “Yes I am sure; if I wasn’t ok with it I wouldn’t be here with you.” “What about the camera guy; why is he here taking video,” Dylan asked. “It’s just for our private use baby, just pretend like the camera isn’t here,” Cody replied. He then nudged Dylan towards Rob’s lifted legs and welcoming hole. As Dylan lined up his cock, Cody held up a bottle of poppers and whispered in his ear, “Don’t hold back and make him pay.” Dylan inhaled the poppers deeply, thrusted his cock in Rob’s ass and started pumping. As Dylan was fucking Rob’s hole, it was obvious that he wasn’t an experienced Top, so Rob began to encourage him by telling Dylan how great it felt. Cody in the meantime applied some T to Dylan’s cock to so it was pushed into Rob’s hungry ass. It made Rob moan as he felt the effects of the drug. Cody wasn’t finished yet. He applied a tourniquet to Rob’s arm and quickly administered a big slam. Dylan took another hit of poppers and started fucking harder. Cody began rubbing Dylan’s ass hole to encourage him. He lubed his own cock and took a hit of the poppers. When Dylan was balls deep in Rob’s ass, Cody said, “Hold it there a second baby.” When Dylan paused he felt Cody’s cock slowly enter his ass. Cody nibbled on Dylan’s neck and ear, “Just relax baby and go with the flow; just follow my lead.” Cody started a slow sensual fuck that had Dylan moaning in pleasure. Dylan had never felt anything like this. He loved Cody’s cock in his ass but the feeling of having his own cock in Rob’s wet pulsing ass at the same time was intense. The poppers only made the feelings stronger. Cody increased his pace and told Dylan to start plowing Rob again. It took a minute, but Dylan was soon able to synchronize his thrusts with those of Cody. Once they were in sync Cody started to power fuck Dylan’s ass. Although Rob was flying and loving the feeling of the cock in his ass, he couldn’t help but feel left out. Cody and Dylan were kissing and fondling each other as they fucked. Occasionally they would stop and inhale more of the poppers. The sexual banter between Cody and Dylan was constant. It was like Rob was only there to serve the purpose of providing a place for Dylan to stick his cock. To get their attention, Rob tried moaning and crying out about how hot it was to have Dylan’s cock pound his hole. Rob really wanted the pair to include him more in the scene. Cody and Dylan just ignored Rob; he was just a hole. Cody could feel Dylan’s ass tighten so he knew Dylan was getting close. He started fucking Dylan with quick fast strokes and when Dylan followed his lead they both emptied their loads. Dylan pulled out and pushed his ass back against Cody’s cock. The pair made out for another 10 minutes. When Dylan felt Cody’s cock begin to stiffen again, he asked. “Can we do it one more time?” “Definitely,” replied Cody, “but we need to make a couple of adjustments.” “Hey cum dump, turn over on all fours and push your ass out,” Cody commanded Rob. Cody removed his cock from Dylan’s furry butt and walked up to Rob’s face. “Open up bitch,” he said. Rob opened wide expecting that Cody was about to fuck his mouth. Instead however, Cody stuck a ball gag in Rob’s open mouth and strapped it on tight. “You are making too much noise; it's distracting,” he said. “You’re just here as a place for Dylan to deposit his load; save the dirty talk to us.” Cody roughly shoved a large shard of Tina in Rob’s ass with three fingers. He returned to Dylan and said “Ready when you are babe.” He held up the poppers and kissed Dylan. Dylan began to fuck Rob’s hole. Cody controlled the pace as he likewise fucked Dylan again. Rob squeezed his ass to milk Dylan as best as he could. It was a way for him to mask his feelings of exclusion. Even so, a few tears rolled down his cheek. Those tears were not from the pain of being fucked. The cock in his ass actually felt great. Rather it was due to his feelings of isolation as it sunk deeper into his mind that he really was just a hole. 20 minutes later, Cody and Dylan both finished shooting their second loads and they gathered their clothes to get redressed. Nick walked into the room just in time to see Dylan’s furry little ass. “Cody, good to see you,’ Nick said excitedly. “Uncle Nick, how are you?’ Cody replied. The two embraced as they greeted each other. “Dylan, this is my Uncle Nick I was telling you about”. Dylan reached out to shake Nick’s hand, “Nice to meet you Sir.” Nick brushed aside Dylan’s hand and gave him a big bear hug instead. “No need to be so formal Dylan,” Nick said as he released Dylan from the hug. “My nephew has told me a lot about you; it’s so good to finally meet you.” “Cody tells me how happy you make him.” Cody leaned down and kissed Dylan on the forehead. Dylan was beaming, he was so in love that he would do anything Cody asked him to do. In reality Cody felt the same way about Dylan. Rob was in shock by the whole revelation that Nick and Cody were related. It also bothered him that he was still being ignored. “Cody, are you coming to my celebration party tonight, “ Rob stammered. Cody lowered his eyes and gave Rob a look that he was clearly irritated that Rob was bothering him. “No, for one thing I’m not qualified for that party.” Rob’s jaw dropped in reaction to the terse response. “But I thought you were pretty well off; your house was nice so I assumed you’d be able to afford the party admission like the other high level members that are coming.” Rob turned to Nick and started to speak “Maybe…..” Cody cut him off and said, “Besides I have no interest in you; you’re just a hole to fuck; the only person that I want to spend time with is my boyfriend Dylan.” Nick turned to Rob and said “Back in your cage slut.” Once he locked Rob inside, he joined Cody and Dylan in the hall. “Dylan, I need to talk to Nick for a minute, can you meet me in the car, I’ll be right there.” Dylan nodded and reached out to shake Nick’s hand. Nick stopped him again, “What did I tell you; we’re family now give me a hug.” “I’ll call Cody and set up a time for the three of us to grab a drink later this week,” he said as Dylan walked away. “Thanks Uncle Nick for making this happen.” “I needed to do this for Dylan.” “He just had this lingering insecurity that there was something between Rob and me even though that was never the case.” Nick patted Cody’s shoulder. “No problem Cody; I’ve seen a change in you since you’ve been spending more time with Dylan.” He smiled at Cody and continued, “I think this one is a keeper for you; I’m not going to pester you anymore about recruiting him as a bottom for our parties.” “In fact I think I need to change your role in the organization all together; no more recruiting for you; that will cause conflict.” “I’m going promote you to manager of the retail store and get you away from all the party organizational activities.” “You know, just to show you how happy I am for you, I’m going to give you back the money you paid to pop Rob’s cherry.” BUT, keep that between just us; I don’t want people thinking I’m playing favorites because we are related,” he chuckled. Cody hugged his Uncle and said, “Thanks Nick you’re the best!” Nick and Cody made small talk as they walked to the warehouse exit. Before he left, Cody started shaking his head, ”Oh, by the way, I see that asshole hasn’t gotten any smarter during this whole cum dump conversion process.” “After all that has happened, he is still so dumb and clueless about everything including what is about to take place tonight.” Nick started laughing and said,” Well you can’t fix stupid; there is really nothing I could do to help raise his IQ.”

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.

Part 2: Graduation Over I rode back from graduation with Tom. At this point my mom knew I was gay and had no problem with it. As soon as we were in his car Tom pulled his cock and I literally drooled on myself. It was perfect. 9.5 inches long. Thick as a Coke can. I was in heaven. I knew it would hurt when he pushed it in but I wasn't scared. I bent over and started worshipping his cock. I kissed it all over. Jerked him off a little. Slurped down his precum. Then I stretched my mouth to get as much of his cock in my mouth that I could. Precum was coating my mouth pretty good and before I knew it I had taken all of his cock down my throat. Apparently I don't have a gag reflex which is awesome. We got back to his house before I knew it. Tom just parked the car and shut the engine off and laid back in his seat. I made love to his glorious cock for I don't know how long. After awhile Tom started breathing heavier and his balls tightened up. He let out a groan and shot a huge load of cum down my throat. I swallowed as much as I could but some leaked out. Tom scooped it up and fed me his cum. It was so hot and erotic. We shared a very passionate kiss and after we broke the kiss Tom suggested we go inside to really have fun.

It's a very good thing that when I attended college, quill pens were still the rage and tincture of strychnine, tiresome to make, was the methamphetamine of the day.

Numerous times....I rarely close a door and have no qualms about finding my next conquest!

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.

Several years ago, my husband and I had opened up our relationship, but mostly we had played together in threesomes and foursomes. We were in Dallas for TBRU, and had gone to Midtown Spa (RIP). We had split up seeing this as a great chance to play separately. Luckily for me, he likes hearing about my taking loads almost as much as watching me do it. We had been there an hour or so, and I hadn’t seen much action. I wandered into the maze which was very dark. In the back near the end of a path in the maze, I found a guy standing with his back to the wall. There was just enough light to see outlines and the white of his towel, so I figured he was probably dark skinned. That was all I could tell. I felt his cock through his towel, and it felt big. I dropped to my knees, and he unwrapped to give me access. His cock was thick and hard and tasty. After a good long while of making love to his cock with my mouth, I stood and turned pulling his cock towards my ass. He didn’t seem interested, so I went back to sucking. Then I noticed someone else was there feeling him up and trying to get to his cock as well. The original guy kept pushing the newcomer away, and he eventually took the hint. As soon as we were alone, he pulled me up and pushed me down to the dead end nearby. He turned me to face the wall and spread my cheeks. Fortunately, I had prelubed with a little silicone lube before I entered the maze because that was all the lube I got besides my spit from the blowjob. He slid in slowly and firmly until he bottomed out. He fucked me good and hard - not brutally but clearly for his own pleasure. I hit my poppers and braced myself on the wall and enjoyed the ride. After several minutes, I felt his rhythm change. I thought, “I am about to take a load from a guy I would not be able to recognize if I saw him on the street.” He thrust balls-deep into me. I could feel his cock pulsing inside me. This one time, I even thought I could feel his jizz spurting inside me. After a minute or two, he eased out. I felt his juice running down my leg. I turned and knelt and cleaned him off with my mouth. I could tell he was not used to that, so I think he might have been a “straight”guy. Then he was gone.

24 year old chub straight lad negative I have gone off woman and now I know that my palace is to serve cock I want my ass to be turned inside out and And forced To be a dirty slag cum dump , i want to be daddy’s whore , boy pussy fucked hard and being whored out being brutally raped by top after top left there Crying and screaming blood and cum gaping out a batterd pussy ,but it’s all about the tops pleasure, genie young lad looking for fun weather that’s vinlla sex or a daddy taking me in to the wold or gangbangs hung tops bath houses yes I know all the risk and I know what I want and and that’s my pussy being used by any cock that what’s me , I know there’s some infected baby’s out there I can’t get rid of but that’s fine I don’t agree with a abortion ??I just really want a baby inside my negative tight boy pussy , it’s my body and also it’s what I was put on this earth for well not me my mouth and ass is put here to take raw cock,to not say no to a breading and to worship the hot guys who can and want to fertilise me Hope I can bend over and be put in my place soon

Wow, that was more popular than I expected. Sorry I've been slow to get back, been busy as fuck with work. That being said, I got more for you guys. Enjoy. +++ I was still in a bit of a daze, trying to process everything that had just happened in the short span of a few minutes. Even now, with my dad's HIV-positive cum dripping out of my hole, I couldn't believe it, almost as if I was in the middle of a dream. My dad's hand slapping across my thigh jerked me out of it promptly enough, though, and I shakily turned over onto all fours, my limbs feeling weak under me. His hand came and hooked under my hips, tugging me backward toward him until I was a bit higher, my sore hole presented to him. He licked his lips, reaching for his phone and grabbing it. Under me, I could see my shadow suddenly pronounced, the light of his camera brightly illuminating behind me. I could feel his cock at my hole again, the head teasingly prodding at my abused pucker, then the sound of the camera snapping. Chuckling, he sent the photo off, then tossed the phone aside. Both hands went back to my hips, and with a sigh, he tugged me backward against him, his shaft sinking into my hole with a burning ache. "That's it, slide down on it, Mason," he growled, his hands gripping my midsection tightly as his hips thrust forward. The base of his cock was thick and throbbed hard as he pressed it into me, those hairy, heavy balls pressed hard against my hole. Still pressing in deep, he began to turn his hips around ever so slightly, grinding his cock around in me and pushing at the walls of my ass in every direction. Sliding back out, I could feel my hole being pulled out with him, every veiny inch tugging at my ring and making me shudder. He was no easy fuck by any measure, but at least now with a load in, it seemed to have an easier time than it did before. That wasn't to say it didn't hurt, though; I could still feel the sting with every thrust as his cum worked into my beat up hole. "Now that your cunt is nice and wet, I can take my time, enjoy it..." he groaned, slowly working his cock in and out. I could feel it, every inch of it, sliding in to me, a sick wet noise coming out every time his hips mashed up against my ass again. One hand went up from my waist to my neck, pushing it down and angling me so that my ass was up in the air, the perfect angle for him to drill in deep. One leg came up beside me, his foot planted not far from my head as he began to really, really rut me. The weight of him seemed to be pushing right into my ass, slapping roughly. His breath was heavy, clearly working to ram as hard as he could into me. The entire bed shook along with it, roughly battering against the wall. I couldn't help the small grunts that left me with his thrusts, his size making it impossible to stay quiet. Mitch had never been this rough with me, not to mention as big. It was no doubt too much for me, but my dad didn't care much. As my head was sideways on the bed, I could see him on top of me, a smiled spread wide across his face. Sweat was coating his body in a sheen, dripping through the hair and filling the room with his pungent, musky smell. My eyes were inevitably drawn to the tattoo again, watching it shift as his abs flexed with his movements. He looked down and saw me eying it, then chuckled to himself. "Like it, boy?" he said, grinning wider when he saw me look away. "Maybe we'll get you one, too... Put it right on your cunt, that way everyone knows what it's for," he said, closing his eyes and relishing the idea. As he did it, I could feel the head of his cock grinding over my prostate, my entire body twitching in response to it. He leered at me as he did it, then began to grind it over and over, watching me squirm under him. Even with the burning, I could feel my cock drooling down onto the bed. "Something tells me you're gonna love it, slut," he jeered at me as he jabbed forward over and over, pummeling my prostate until I couldn't help but cry and whimper out in time with it. "There you go, let it out. Daddy's got more to give you..." He stopped talking then, instead focusing on my fucking me literally senseless. It was too big, filling me up beyond what I could handle, but he didn't care, instead mashing my prostate repeatedly with frenzied strokes. His breaths came out in grunts and snarls, and before I knew what was going on, his foot was down on my face, pushing it into the bed as he snarled, ramming in as deep as he could. I thought he was going to cum soon, but he seemed to have other plans, sustaining the brutal rutting for a few minutes, his sweat dripping down onto my back and shoulders, his scent covering me outside like his load covered me within. Some of his cum dripped down my balls, a good bit of it squelching about and coating my ass and the hair around his groin. In the midst of the lewd, wet noises, I could hear his phone buzzing, and finally, he slowed down for a brief moment to reach down over and pick his phone up. His foot left my face then, and I got a chance to breathe for a bit while he paid attention to his phone. He put it up to his ear, only slowing down his thrusts as he said, "You're here? Yeah. No, go on ahead. The door's unlocked. We're upstairs." He hung up, and soon after, heavy footfalls began to make their way up the stairs. When they reached my room, the door opened to reveal what I could only guess was a trucker, from the look of it. He was a big bear of a man, his belly big and round unlike my dad's more muscular, dense tone. He was dressed in a leather jacket, an oil-stained pair of jeans, and a confederate flag cap. He stood a good foot taller than my dad, and as he came in, I could feel my heart race at the knowledge of what he was here for. Even now, I could see the sizable swell of his bulge in the front of his jeans. "This your new cunt?" "Sure is. This is Mason... I think I told you about him," he said with a devious grin. For his part, the newcomer seemed surprised. "Mason, say hello to my buddy Jack. Y'all are gonna get to know each other real well," he said, not missing a beat as he continued to thrust away. Jack seemed the opposite; clearly, my dad hadn't told him who it was that he'd found to stick his cock into. "Jesus, Connor, you're pozzing your own son?" for a moment, I took his incredulity to be disapproval, but he then whistled, shaking his head and reaching down to rub at his bulge. "Sure am. Caught him with his legs up like a whore, so..." he trailed off, chuckling. Jack grinned back, shaking his head. He was loving it, standing there and watching as my dad fucked away. The intensity picked back up and soon I was grunting again, my hands grasping at the sheets while I slammed forward over and over again. Jack came forward to the bed, his denim-covered groin right in front of me. He smelled of tobacco and sweat, the outline of his cock visible through the jeans. It was monstrous, even bigger than my dad's. "You know, we call Jack here Jack the Ripper, on account of his cock having a knack for tearing up a cunt when he uses it," my dad said, and I had no trouble believing him. If my dad was a tough fit, it was impossible to imagine that massive thing entering me. He began to undo his belt, the buckle loosening around his midsection and the jeans sliding down. His belly hung down over some, but even then, I could see the fat, uncut cock hanging down from it, a piercing peeking out from the foreskin. It wasn't fully hard yet, but it looked to be at least 7 inches already. "Get your mouth on it, boy." Jack was all too happy to help, reaching down with a hand to run his fingers through my hair, gripping it some and bringing my face to the base of his cock. His scent was strong there, like salt and maleness, and I could feel his cock throb against my face, grinding against it as my mouth got a taste of his balls. He held me there, forcibly burying my face in his dense pubic hair against him. After a few moments, he pulled me up, giving me only a moment to pause before the tip was at my lips, the piercing pressing in between them and making its way in as his shaft stretched my jaws open. It was a cramped fit, and the sensation of that piercing rubbing into the back of my throat wasn't helping. Jack wasn't one to care, though; every time I tried to pull back off of his cock, his hand would hold me steady, forcing me further back down instead of letting me up for air. I could feel tears in my eyes as I fought not to retch, barely keeping my stomach down before that glistening length was popped out, dripping with spittle and precum and positively huge. At full length, he was about eleven inches, the base of it looking about as thick as my wrist. Behind me, I heard my dad laugh. "I felt that... You're tightening up your cunt just thinking about it, aren't you?" It was impossible not to, and I suddenly found myself glad that my dad was still fucking me, ironically enough. The longer he fucked me, the longer I had before Jack had his turn. Almost as if reading my mind, my dad began to pick up the pace, snarling as he pounded away. "Stuff his throat again, Jack. I want him to squeeze it out..." Jack nodded, grabbing my head in his massive paw of a hand and pushing me down on his cock again, my face soon buried under his belly as his cock fucked deep into my throat, the front of my neck bulging out obscenely with it. I tugged away, desperate for air, and I could feel my hole clench around my dad's cock, a hiss coming from between his teeth as he hunched over me, his sweaty belly on my back, chest on my shoulders, breath hot on my ear. With a low grunt, he slammed in deep, his cock flexing and spewing another load into me. His weight went slack, relaxing as pulse after pulse of cum was deposited inside me. Jack finally let me off of his cock, thick strands of spittle connecting from my lips to it. "Turn 'im around,'" he grunted, and after a moment, my dad picked himself up off of me, my back wet with his sweat, then pulled his cock out of me with a tug. His cock popped out of me and I gasped, feeling the warm cum leaking out of me and the emptiness left without his cock inside me. I didn't have much time to ponder or savor it, though, as they both maneuvered me around roughly, making me turn around onto my back so that my hole was at the edge of the bed. At that point, I could see Jack above me, a cigar between his lips. He brought a lighter to the tip, holding it there till it was well-lit and glowing orange. Putting the lighter away, he stepped forward, one hand pulling his cock up then letting it slap down against mine on the bed. It was almost comical how his cock dwarfed mine, and I could tell already that it was going to be a painful fit given how heavily it lay against me. That was all the reprieve I got, though. Jack soon pulled his hips back some, that cock sliding down my balls until the piercing was pressed up into my crack. I could feel the metal pressing against my open pucker, and as I began to fidget, my dad's hands came down on my arms, pinning them down and holding me in place. "Now, now, boy, don't be rude." "Dad, please, he's too big, there's no way he's gonna fit," I begged, too terrified of that cock to worry about the fact that I was being disobedient. "Aw, hell, boy, that's what they all say," Jack said, chuckling to himself as he pushed his cock into me, no warning or preparation. I simply felt the metal pushing past my pucker, then the fat head soon following. Given how my dad had been fucking me, it wasn't too terrible of an entry, but his cock soon filled out, and I could feel my hole being stretched once more. The burn returned, soon replaced by the sharp pain of my hole being opened beyond what it was supposed to. It relentlessly pushed forward even as my hole desperately tried to push it out. "There you go... I can feel your pussy milking me, baby... Gonna knock you up with my strain too...." he said, sighing and letting smoke stream out. He wasn't even fully into me, but I already felt like I was being split in two. Before long, he seemed to hit a wall, my hole stubbornly refusing to give despite his rough jabs. He seemed annoyed by this, then reached into one of his pockets. "Sniff." He held a bottle of poppers to my nose. I knew what they were of course and I gladly obeyed, bringing my head forward a bit to put my nose at the edge and inhaled deeply. They were new and strong, and I immediately felt the rush going through me and the pain in my hole lessen. "Again." Another few hits, each time getting me more giddy than before. By the time he was done, I felt weak, the burn in my hole almost feeling distant. Jack seemed satisfied, and with a rough thrust, I felt him break in deep, his shaft sliding in the remaining few inches with relatively little difficulty. I couldn't believe the fact that he was in me... Entirely in me. I looked down, almost expecting to see a bulge in my stomach where I could feel his cock pulsing in me, as if deep in my core. I let head fall back then, almost delirious. This couldn't be happening, could it? My dad seemed to take advantage of the opportunity to straddle my face then, covering up my view of Jack. "How about you clean off daddy's cock, hm?" He said, pushing his shaft in between my lips and sliding the cum-slick length down into it. It didn't taste too bad, though I could still taste a hint of metal in it from the way he'd torn me up. No doubt Jack was only making it worse, especially as he began to pull his shaft out of me. I could feel his piercing dragging out inside of me, the sensation making me groan around my dad's cock as it hauled back and forth in me. I felt like I was being punched in the gut over and over, being stuffed so utterly again and again. "Fuck, I ain't gonna last long at this rate," Jack said to himself with a chuckle, and I could see my dad grinning above me. If I wasn't mistaken, I'd almost say he looked proud. "Yeah, I really scored with this one, didn't I?"

My fuck flu hit like a freight train; night sweats, chills constant runs to the toilet with sickness and diarrhoea, so after weeks of this I of course shed weight to reappear now feeling better with a lean body, mean (gaunt) faced with a raging hard cock ready to breed and infect. No more bottom boy for me I’m ready to spread the love and share my toxic seed with anyone who wants it, knowingly or not. There was no joy from the hook up Apps so decided to hit the sauna after work this afternoon. I paid my entrance fee and was stripped down in the changing rooms when I heard a couple of twinks say, "Why do I find him so fucking hot?" asked one to the other "Because you have a death wish?" the other answered sarcastically, “look at how thin and wasted he is, he must be sick.” It caught my attention and my dick started to rise arcing upwards as the blood pumping through my veins took it to full hardness at the thought of breeding one or both guys. They stopped their chatter glared me for a brief moment before returning to their conversation. I couldn’t help but stop and stare at them, especially the one with his taught flawless swimmer’s body and chocolate brown hair that was an unruly mess and in desperate need of a cut. He caught me looking hungrily at him, our eyes fixed on each other’s eyes. “Fuck, those eyes mate.” Was his opening line, “They make me feel like you see into my soul, revealing all of my darkest secrets.” Yeah right! Cheesy opening line or what, I thought of Twink 1, but I was somewhat distracted as his friend, Twink 2, bent over to pick up clothing that had fallen out of their locker revealing his muscular ass, a ripe peach I wanted desperately to dig my fingers into while I slowly, deliberately fucked his face. Yep, I had it bad for these two guys. "You two look to be nothing but trouble.” I eventually said. “Yeah and you look to be a total bad ass, which is probably why I have the hots for you.” Twink 1 replied. I nodded right, "Maybe we should head inside…" draping my arms across their broad shoulders I ushered them into the Sauna, plopped down in to the Jacuzzi and immediately one was kissing me, wet sloppy kisses, tongues jousting, exploring every crevice of my mouth. The other, I told him where to go, nestling his face in my hairy chest letting him chew on my right nipple, as he slowly jacking my super hard and impatient to fuck cock. I hadn’t cum in weeks, I daren’t let his hand continue wanking me or I’d shoot, wasting the precious cargo, so I lifted myself up to the jacuzzi edge, “Boys it’s time to move next door to the fuck bench…that’s what you’re here for, right, to get fucked?” Twink 1 was eager and willing, up and out of the jacuzzi and good to go whilst his friend just stood there, staring at me, a mix of fear and shock contorting his face. “you are clean, aren’t you?” was all he said. “Yeah, look I’ve just been in that sanitised jacuzzi so I’m chemically clean.” “Nah, you know what I mean, you’re not bugged up are you?” “No, disease free the last time I was tested.” I proudly proclaimed, which was true, I just hadn’t bothered to go to the clinic after I got knocked up. Satisfied with my reply, “That’s OK then” was all he said before skipping off to join his pal in the next room where the fuck bench had been replaced by what looked to be from the dim light emanating from the TV by a scuzzy stained old mattress as the screen played bareback porn of a Twink being roughly raped and bred by a muscled jock daddy. “On all fours boys” I demanded, “Head down arse up, just the way I love to fuck.” The pair immediately got in to position, with Twink 1 saying, "You can do whatever you want to me" “Oh, I intend to mate.” Somewhere behind I heard a door close, then some movement in a dark corner of the room. I waited to see what would happen. Either someone was going to beat the shit out of me, maybe even try kill me for taking advantage of two Twinks, or he was just going to watch. Whatever, it all added to the frisson of the occasion of my first pozzings making the hairs on the back of my head raise and my cock quiver in anticipation. They were quiet once they felt the mattress moving as I crawled onto it. I moved into position above Twink 1, slid my pre-cum leaking big cock above the crevice of his butt cheeks. He responded by pushing his ass up to me…he heard me spit into my hand, then felt my bony fingers wet his hole, one, two and now three prodded and probed his most intimate opening, he squirmed around and grunted on my fingers as they dug in to the delicate flesh. He heard me spit again this time to lube up my cock and shaft, then gently pressed the head of my dick between his cheeks, keeping the pressure up and pop, right into his hole. I took in a deep breath and slowly drove my thick cock deep into him, filling his ass in a positive way it had never been filled before. This wasn’t the first time he’d been fucked as he knew a few tricks to ward off the possibility of pain, but I made sure my thick cock still caused some initial discomfort as once I was in deep as I could be, I began pumping my cock in slow, short thrusts, changing directions but keeping him full. The feeling was so wonderful, I soon switched into a slow, long stroke that soon had me panting for breath in excitement. Twink 2 silently waited his turn transfixed by the big, bold imagery on the TV screen before him. He soon jumped as I jabbed two fingers in his peachy tight hole, “Ummph! Ahhhh fuck! Shit it hurts.” I ripped my fingers out and slapped his left butt cheek with a crack and immediately a red hand print welt appeared. “Shut the fuck up and take it like a man.” He did as instructed. I sense he is biting his lip as I resume shoving my fingers in, “Push back like you’re going to shit” I bark at him and he complies instantly allowing both digits in to my knuckles allowing my to locate and scrape across his prostate, “Ummmm, Oh yeah! Don’t stop doing that…Ahhhh!” is all I hear from him now. “Fuck me, please fuck me, I need your cock. I need it NOW!” I pull out of Twink 1, his now damaged chute slick with dangerous pre-cum the little tares already letting my deadly DNA invade his bloodstream and slam straight into Twink 2. My cock marking my first victims as I squeeze out as much pre-cum to ease the way and soon I feel my cockhead massaging his prostate. His cunt already feels wet and with every luxurious stroke my tempo quickens and I felt my body tingle all over, my nipples becoming erect, sending little jolts of pleasure shooting through my body as they brush over the sweaty body beneath me. For his part, Twink 2 just lays there, squirming and moaning as he set my body on fire with passion, a passion to infect. I knew I would not last too much longer so began fucking harder and harder until I am slamming my long, thick cock all the way out and back into him with every thrust. My big HIV loaded balls slapping against his taint, my sweat splashing down. Suddenly my bashing his prostate hit blast off as he shook like he was about to explode, then screamed with ecstasy as he pumped his load all over the messy mattress leaving his own mark in half a dozen blasts. I held on to his flesh for dear life as his trembling sphincter squeezed down on my shaft bringing me closer and closer to a poisoning orgasm which climbed with each thrust, edging me to a point of madness before I finally reached my breaking point. "FUCK! I'm cumming! Take it, Take it" I screamed into the darkness as each toxic thrust became more erratic, more powerful, I stopped pumping, then abruptly slammed in deep and unloaded days’ worth of venom from my balls into his battered and cum frothy ass. “Wow! Fuck, that was the best fuck of my life” he gasped. Collapsing on top of him, I pumped my cock deep in him for another few minutes, God I was so horned up at what I had just done. I wanted to go again, but had Twink 1 waiting for attention so reluctantly I pulled out, rolled off him and laying face up on the mattress watched the man emerge from the shadows, cock in hand, his body a mass of intricate tribal tattoos and yet as I studied them I immediately noticed biohazard tats hidden within the designs. I smiled and nodded approval as he knelt down and rammed his cock in to the freshly fucked Twink 2 right there on the bed next to me. All the time whilst this had been happening Twink 1 had been respectfully waiting…and now his buddy, being fucked slowly and gently by the stranger, watches me intensely, hypnotized by my slow rhythmic wanking teasing out copious amounts of toxic pre-cum from the angry red piss slit from the rough fuck I had just given him. I wink at him and thought about the HIV flowing from my cock ready to infect this young lad waiting for me to act which only made my cock pulse to a super hard weapon as I move forward and smear the deadly viscus liquid around Twink 1’s pink hole. I lined my drooling poz cock against his puckered hole, “I think you’re ready to be my slutty little bottom boy. That’s what you want isn’t it?” I asked He nodded, I had him in my power. I felt a rush going through me I pumped some precum onto the ring of his pink winking hole and rubbed my big mushroom head against it. He grunted as the head popped in, then yelled out loud as I slammed the whole length in to the root, my balls resting on his butt cheeks momentarily, I use my hands to spread his ass open wide and as I did this, I leaked more precum into his chute and thought about pozzing the boy. “There’s my little bottom boy. I knew you’d show your true self. Such a tight hole. Such a hungry hole,” I tell him as I ease back and work more cock in, sliding in and out working it deeper and deeper and it got easier with my precum lubing the walls of his ass. I wasn’t going to last long, though, I started pistoning more aggressively on the tight hole, slap, slap, slap, skin on skin is the only sound I hear. I look down at how my shaft was penetrating that pink ring. His hole gripped my cock, the ass lips elongating as I drag my dick out, then pushed back in as I bottom out on the next in stoke. He yelped and winced, but seemed a real natural bottom boy, “Oh yeah, fuck yeah, so close so close to filling your hole up with cum. Take it. Take that big dick. Earn that cum load right out of my cock,” I was urgent to impregnate and knock up his cunt. "your ass is great, I can't hold back my load much longer. do you want me to cum?". He replied with a loud moan then whispers, "yes". "Inside you?".... "Yessss. come inside me!" is the now urgent response. "No matter what?"... "Just do it!". "Are you sure? I will knock you up...your ass will be mine, forever...” “Yeah! Make it yours". Suddenly the connection is broken, a hand slaps Twink 2 across his face. “LOOK AT ME BITCH!” I hear and watch as he cranes his head back at the anonymous guy fucking him. “I want you to remember this, always look in to the guy’s eyes when he fucks you, ESPECIALLY WHEN HE IS ABOUT TO CUM IN YOUR ASS!” than announces, “I’M CUMMING!!!!” And between hard rasping breathing, “I’M BEEDING YOUR ASS, CLAIMING IT AS MINE.” Then turning to me says, “FILL HIS CLEAN HOLE!” nodding in the direction of Twink 1. I pick up my pace, punctuate each thrust with a grunt as I feel hot, quickly followed by that familiar tingle deep in my balls, rising fast, too fast, no stopping it now, I grunt. "I'm cumming" plunging my dick in as deep in his ass as I can. “Aaaaagh!” I felt my shaft pulse and my cock slit open wide as my dick unleashes toxic cum with each orgasmic twitch of my shaft, Poz cum blasts out coating his unprotected ass, spewing my poison firing red hot swimmers burrowing deep inside the torn and ripped soft tissue of his ass walls. I wait a few seconds firing yet more as I start fucking him hard again. "Oh yeah, I'm still coming... do you feel my toxic cum breeding you?". His head does a double shake as I know he’s registered the word 'toxic', there’s no “STOP!” or frantic, “Pull out” but he simply pushes back impaling himself deeper on my weapon, forcing my charged DNA deeper in to his battered colon. “Ummm you’re one well bred bitch!" I moan and lick his ear as I continue fucking making sure that every ounce of demon seed is well massaged into his gut. Both me and the other Top pull out together, high five and simultaneously look down at our still rock-hard dicks for evidence of a positive conversion; seeking blood stains amongst the cum and ass juice slick sheen of our dick skin. Pleased with the result of my likely first Pozzings we leave the cum dumps ready for the group of guys who gathered around as together we hit the showers to wash away the evidence. I feel elated, puff my chest out and just know I have the biggest grin plastered on my face. Life is sweet.

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

Bit of basement fun

We sat in the back of the theater for almost an hour. I learned his name was Mario and that he lived with an uncle not too far from the theater. He would play with my tits for a bit and then slide a finger in the crack of my ass below my balls, rubbing the wet hole and telling me what a fucking whore I was. He still had my clothes and told me that he would only give them back to me when I was ready to go to the arcade side. A few guys came and sat next to me and he would let them touch me and finger my hole but I wasn't allowed to suck or stroke any of them. "You're going to have to wait until we go to the arcade," he would tell anyone who wanted a blowjob. After an hour of being teased I really wanted some more action. "Can we go to the arcade now?" I asked. "Depends on what you will let me have done to you," he said, and flashed a gorgeous smile. "You can make me do anything that turns you on. I just need some cock in my mouth and ass." He handed me my tshirt. "Put this on." Then he handed me my shorts but gave me the lube separately. "Lube up again before you put these on." I took a big glob of lube on a couple fingers, stood up and slid a couple fingers up my ass. A couple of guys were watching from the back row and one of them came over to me with his boner out. "Go ahead and grease him up," said Mario. I took the guy's cock in my lubed hand and stroked him. "Can I let him fuck me?" I asked Mario. "Sure he can fuck you.......if he wants to come to the arcade. Now put your pants on and follow me." I did as I was told and begged the guys in the back row to come to the arcade because I really needed to get fucked. We had to pass through the main store to get to the arcade and to my surprise the cute clerk was still there. I smiled at him and he laughed. "Damn, you've been in there a long time. Hope you got what you came for." Mario patted my ass and said, "He's just getting started. How busy is in the arcade?" "Pretty busy," said the clerk. "There might be nine or ten guys back there." "Cool," said Mario. "If you get off before we leave my buddy would love a go at you." The clerk laughed and flashed a dazzling smile. "I don't know. You taking loads?" he asked me. "I am so fucking horny," I said. "I'd take your cock if you needed to release." "Let me see your ass." What? He wanted me to show my ass in the store? There was only one guy looking at video packages on the other side of the room. It seemed pretty safe. I pulled my pants down over my ass and showed the clerk my bubble butt. " Bend over and show him your hole," said Mario. I wasn't sure about that but the clerk also told me he wanted to see my hole. I let my pants drop to my ankles and bent over. Mario slipped a couple fingers in my ass, and pulled them out covered with lube and cum. "Looks like you were busy in there," said the clerk. Then a couple of the guys from the theater came out and started towards the arcade. "Well, hope you can make it to the arcade before we leave," said Mario. "This boy needs to get bred some more." "I'm fucking going to try," said the clerk. Hell, I would have let him fuck me right there if he had wanted but he had a job to do and Mario wanted to pimp me out so we went back to the arcade. We passed the front door and Mario told me to hand over my clothes. "We can't go to a booth?" I asked. "In time you'll make it to a booth but I want to fuck you here first." I took off my shirt and handed it to him. He tweaked my nipples as a couple guys watched. "Give me your pants." I stripped my pants off and handed them to him. "Hands up against the wall." I put my hands up against the wall, my ass exposed. Mario came up behind me and rubbed his cock on my hole. We were only a few feet from the door when he pushed his cock all the way in to me. It felt so good to have a cock in me again. He pumped me and the two guys watching came over and rubbed my chest and ass. "Open the door," said Mario to one of the guys. He walked over and opened the door to the arcade that went to the store. The clerk watched Mario fuck me and rubbed his cock through his jeans. Mario laughed and pulled out of my ass, turned me around and pushed me down to my knees, putting his cock in my mouth. "He'll fucking do anything," said Mario to the clerk, then closed the door to the arcade. Mario pulled me to my feet and led me around the arcade. It went in a loop and he was looking for the booth with the big glory hole. Many of the booths were occupied and the booth with the big glory hole was one of them. "Well, that sucks," said Mario. "I want that booth so you take anonymous loads." He had me stand against the wall naked across from the booth he wanted. There were now four guys walking around the arcade. Mario went up to one of them and whispered something in his ear. He was an older guy with a bald head and pot belly. Mario came over to me and turned me around. He spread my ass cheeks, exposing my hole. I felt a cock push in to me and pumped my hole. "That's it, fuck him," said Mario. The older guy pumped his cock deep inside me and the other three guys gathered around to watch. He pumped harder and soon gasped as he pushed his cum deep in my gut. "He's here to take loads so if you want to nut in him go ahead," said Mario to the other guys. It wasn't long before the older guy softened and fell out of my hole but as soon as he pulled back one of the other guys took his place. He was a muscle guy around forty with a goatee. The best thing was his cock, a hard seven inches that was soon pumping a load of goopy white cum inside me. Two more loads had already been deposited and I had only been there 10 minutes. Evidently, we were making some noise because a guy opened the door to the booth with the glory hole. He was a young guy about 22 with short blonde hair and a beautiful body. His cock was in his hand stroking and he watched as the third guy came up behind me and slipped his cock in to me. "You want to share that booth," asked Mario. "My buddy there will do whatever you want if we can use the booth." "I want him to eat me," said the guy from the booth door. "He loves eating ass," said Mario, "and he's really good at it. He's already rimmed me a couple time since he's been here." The guy fucking me pumped another load of cum in me, breathing hard and holding his cock in me as he emptied his balls. When he pulled out Mario pushed me in to the booth and told me to get on the floor. I laid on my back and Mario told the guy in the booth he could sit on my face. He still had his pants on so he stripped them off so he could straddle my face. I stuck my tongue out as Mario told me to do and the guy slowly lowered his butt on to my face. I flickered my tongue on to his ass hole, then started licking him with wide swaths with my rough tongue. He pushed deep on to me and I saw a group of guys watching from the door. Mario brought one of them in and told him he could fuck me if he got naked. Clothes started flying. I had a butt on my face and now a guy was lifting my legs so he could get access to my hole. I felt a huge cock head slide past my sphincter, much bigger than the guys who had fucked me in the arcade so far. Mario let another guy in and he was getting blown by the guy I was rimming. "Fuck, I'm cumming!" It was the guy fucking me. He loaded my ass with more cum. Mario was still directing and had the guy get off my face. Mario pulled me up off the floor. "I didn't want this booth for nothing," he said. "Put your butt up to the glory hole." I did as I was told and the guy who liked to be rimmed put his butthole back in front of my face. My tongue found its way to his hole and as I ate his butt I felt a cock enter me through the glory hole. It was pumping me hard and felt great. I heard taking from the other booth and realized Mario was the guy fucking me. He pulled out and another cock immediately took his place. "I told you he was a fucking whore," I heard Mario say. There was grunting from the other side and I knew I had just gotten bred again. Then there was some tag teaming going on because a guy would pump me for a minute then someone would take his place. It seemed like there were at least four guys taking turns on me. My hole was getting very sloppy from all the cum in it but guys kept fucking me. All the time I was eating ass. He couldn't seem to get enough of my tongue. One of the other the guys unloaded through the glory hole. When it stopped Mario came back over to my booth. "God, what a slut. Look at you, eating that butt with your own ass pressed against the glory hole. What a desperate whore. Don't you think so, James?" I looked up and there was the clerk. I wanted him so bad. "We've been watching your antics from the closed circuit camera and I got someone to cover the front so I could have a turn at you," he said. "Mario says I can do anything I want to you." Mario had gotten naked again and his eight incher pointed straight up. James started stripping and he looked better and better as first his shirt, then his jeans and finally his briefs hit the floor. His cock was huge, easily bigger than Mario's and much thicker. I knew I would be able to take it as I had had two cocks in me earlier but he was still going to be a challenge. "Fuck, you are hung," said the guy I had been rimming. "Well, I'm going to have some fun with this guy so stick around." Mario pushed me on my knees in front of James and I gagged as I tried to deep throat him. His cock pushed to the back of my throat and as I squeezed the base of his cock a big glob of precum released from his piss slit. I pulled back and licked it off, savoring the sweetness. My ass was hungry for his massive cock but Mario hadn't given the okay. James took my head in both hands and fucked my face, taking his cock out of my mouth every so often and rubbing it on my cheeks. Finally, Mario pulled me to my feet and asked James how he wanted me. "There's a chair in the hallway. Let's go out there." Mario and James led me out of the booth and there was a folding chair in a corner. James sat on the chair, his cock pointing straight up. "Sit on him," said Mario. I slowly lowered my ass on to his cock facing away from him. It took some time but as I got used to it I heard guys urging me to take it deeper. There were now six other guys besides Mario watching us and the lights had been turned on. A guy came down the hallway towards us and I saw he had a camera. Mario said, "show us your pussy." I leaned back on James as much as I could so they could easily see his hard cock driving in to my hole. I was working my ass over his cock and the guy with the camera asked me how it felt. I told him how much I loved the feeling of cock in my butt hole and that I wanted more cum inside me. "How many loads do you have in you now , baby?" It was James asking me. "I've lost track. I just know I want your big gusher in me." "Oh, you're going to get it. But my buddy and I want to tape you taking it. You okay with that?" "I'm a slut. I'll do whatever you want." "Turn around on me," said James. "I want to make out with you and I want one of these guys to get down and tongue you while I fuck you. Come on guys, if you rim him I might even pull out and let you suck me." I slowly turned around to face James, making sure to not let his cock come out of me. Once I faced him I wrapped my arms around his neck and as we kissed I felt a tongue flicker on my hole as I was getting fucked. Turns out the guy who liked to get eaten also liked to rim. His tongue tried to move inside me but James' cock was too big to allow it. James pulled out so the guy could get a taste of his cum covered cock, then pushed back inside me. Then I felt someone trying to mount me from behind. It was Mario. He thought he was going to dp me again but James' cock was too big. As stretched out as my hole was there wasn't going to be another cock in me alongside James. There were now two guys jerking off near my face as James and I made out. James looked up at them and told them they could shoot their loads on us if they wanted. He kissed me again and there was soon a thick wad of cum shooting on our mouths. He pulled back a little and took some in his mouth then kissed it in to me. Then the other guy came on our faces, unloading another big load of salty cum on our mouths. We kept making out, cum all over our faces. James started licking it off me and then I licked it off him, eating it as we went. James started pumping his cock harder in to me. I rode him and held on. The cameraman told him he wanted a cum shot so he pulled out and shot a load on my back but then immediately putting his cock back in me, breeding my hole with his cum. His cock kept throbbing and he shot more cum inside me. "Nice shot boys," said the cameraman. "Keep shooting," said James. Mario was standing there, still acting like a whoremaster. He pulled me off of James and got me on the floor on my knees. As he pushed his cock in to me James came over and made me suck his cock clean. Mario had eight inches but he pumped easily as I was so wide open. It felt awesome to have his dick in me as I sucked James. Then James turned around and offered his hole to my tongue. Such a sweet hole. My tongue, his hole, Mario's cock, my hole as a crowd I'd guys watched me take them. Mario pumped faster and I stroked my cock. Mario shot his load in to me and I shot mine all over the floor. The cameraman went to a closeup of my asshole per James' instructions and as cum oozed out of my hole two more guys walked over and came on my used cunt, adding to the mess. Needless to say, I was used up for the night. I had gotten there in late morning and it was now past eight. Mario brought me my clothes but James wouldn't let me wipe up so the cum leaking from my ass made a big wet spot in my shorts as I walked back to my car. Whenever I plan to go to this place now I call ahead to see if James is working. He's told me to be on the lookout for our video but so far I haven't seen it.

We are all adults so it should not be too hard for those not into that type of stuff to avoid it, just like those of us not into women avoid the straight forums.

Jason As I'm chasing my laughing young man down the hall towards the kitchen and I can't help but think this is the first time since I met Quinn that I've seen him happy, really happy. Yeah, he's has his chuckles, a couple of giggles, a smile here and there but there's always been a deep sadness about him. I think he's been desperately lonely and in need of someone to really care about him. I'm so glad its me. Its been far to long since I've had that myself. I'll admit to myself I had more then a small crush on Tim while growing up but I always knew he was just "playing". But the mind and the heart so rarely agree and I couldn't help but fall for him. While in college Tim met Laura and its all stopped. I put on my happy face, made friends with Laura <lord knows I wanted to hate her> and never let my true feelings show. I found a boyfriend, Tony, figured I could learn to love him, and I did care about him. We dated for around 4 months and we always seems to be at my place. In retrospect I should have figured something was wrong when I never got to spend any time at my boyfriends house. But I wasn't looking that far just wanted the attention to keep my mind off Tim. I got sick, really sick figured I had a really bad flu. Tony took care of me for the first 3 days, though the chills and fevers. On the forth day he said he had some errands to run and he'd be back in a few hours. I finally got up to use the restroom and on the counter was a note with a number. Jason, here is the number to the HIV clinic you need to get tested. I should have told you but I couldn't bring myself to do it. You'll get better then it will be your turn to pass it on. Keep the gift going. TW Of course I had no idea what he meant at the time other then HIV that practically jumped off the note at me. I couldn't believe it. That was my last relationship. Once I figured out what keep the gift going meant I was determined not to do that to anyone else. So I got a job working for Tim and Laura, bought my house and have basically been a hermit. I never expected to find anyone to love and I certainty had no intention of "gifting" someone. Now I've done both. Part of me is ashamed and regrets it, part of me it glad. Only time will tell which of the two will follow me in the years to come. I enter the kitchen and Quinn is standing with his back to the sink hands up in surrender. "Ok be nice you got your revenge with the towel so behave" "I don't have to behave" I reply and place my hands on the counter with him in the middle. I lean against him and kiss while looking in his gorgeous brown eyes. I never thought much about brown eyes but his are a golden brown like hazelnut chocolate. He smiles into my kiss and kisses back. I slide my hands around his back and then I start to tickles his sides. Quinn jerks back and tries to get away but he has no where to go and he's laughing hysterically. "OH stop stop and can't breath. Your supposed to ..BEHAVE!" "No I'm not" I laugh at him but I do stop, give him one last kiss and grab a plate out of the strainer. Setting the plate on the counter I turn to the fridge, open it up and get whats left of dinner. Quinn watches me put it all together with this huge smile on his face. "Here you go hon" and I hand him his place. He starts eating while I put everything back. "This is really good, I've never had a ..Cesar salad? Is that what you said it was? "Yep that's what they call it." I sit at the table as Quinn leans against the counter eating. "How much stuff do you have to bring over?" Quinn stops eating and is kind of just moving a piece of chicken around with his fork. "I don't have much, just some clothes and a couple of pieces of work out stuff if that's ok" "Hon, of course is ok, this is your home now, I really mean that." "Yeah, I know but .." "But what love?" "My mother." I've never heard such distaste associated with that word "Baby, your 19 you can do whatever you want now. Its your life." "I know but, you don't know how she is, especially..." his voice trails off barely above a whisper. "Especially since your her major source of income? Well that stops NOW! She'll have to figure something else out and if she gives us any problems!" At this point I have to stop and take a few deep breaths to settle down. "Well hon, actually after tonight she probably wont want you around." I remind him. "OH" and the word hangs there and suddenly Quinn looks like he is about to run for it. "Hey hey, come here" and I open my arms up and motion for him to come to me. Quinn sets his plate on the counter and quickly crosses over to me sitting in my lap and burying his face in my chest. "I'm scared." "Yeah I know hon but I'll get you through it, you'll be fine, we'll both be just fine okay?" I wrap my arms around him giving him a physical reminder to go with my words that I'm here for him. "Ok" and we just sit in the kitchen for a few. Me just holding him tight and him relaxing into me. "Well young man its time for bed we have a busy day tomorrow." I pick him up and head for our room, our room I like the way that feels. Once in the bedroom I tuck Quinn into bed and crawl in next to him. He scoots close and I wrap my arms around him. His face is buried in my chest, so I kiss his forehead and stoke his hair. I feel him relax and soon his breathing evens out and I can't tell he's just about asleep. I'm not far behind him as I feel my eyes closing. I can't help but here him whisper. "Thank you so much for loving me." and I can't help but smile and say back and say. "And thank you for loving me right back." and then we're both asleep. I wake up the next morning to something new. I have a pair of arms wrapped around me and a big cock nestled between my checks. I feel that all is right with the world. Quinn's soft breaths across my back tell me he's still sleep and I grin to myself as I think of the perfect way to wake him up. I slowly reach for the bottle of lotion I keep on my nightstand for dry skin, I can think of a better use for it this morning and pump a few squirts into my palm. I very slowly and gently reach behind me and very carefully start to rub it all over Quinn's massive uncut organ. This is going to be fun I think to myself. Quinn lets out a few whimpers and is all I can do to stop before he can wake up as I loving the way his foreskin slides back and forth in my hands. I carefully get a few more squirts, this boy is big and its been years since I've taken a cock, let alone one this long. I rub the lotion around my ass letting first one then two fingers slide in. My cock is already dripping and making a wet spot on the sheets. I am trying to go slow to surprise him but I want him inside me. I've made him mine now I need him to make me his as well. After a couple more squirts and another gentle rub along the length of Quinn's long shaft I'm ready. I scoot up a bit and line his cock up with my hole. I pull his skin back and let the tip of his cock start to work is way into me. The lotion does its job and Quinn is starting to fill me up. His breathing catches and there's a gasp. "oh OH OH WOW!" Quinn jerks his hands to my waist and holds me still. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to.." I clinch my ass around his cockhead "Didn't mean to what love?" I smile to myself. "Start making love to me? So making love to me is an accident?" I teasingly say and I push back to feel the first inch slide into me. Quinn sucks air deeply and wraps one arm over my chest and the other arm moves up so that his hand in playing in my hair. "Is this ok? You want me to fuck you?" "Yes I want you to fuck me haven't you ever been in a man before?" as soon as the words are out of my mouth I realize it was the wrong thing to say. I feel Quinn stiffen up and start to back out. "OH no you don't" I reach back and grab his ass to keep him from pulling out. "You know when I told you that I don't pull out? Well the same applies to you. Once your inside me you don't ever pull out until I have every drop of cum you've got to give me. This is a relationship its all about give and take and right now your going to give me your dick and I'm about to take your cum ok?" As I tell him this I slide my ass back and pull his ass forward getting another couple of inches. "OH damn, baby you feel so good." "Really? I'm sorry I'm not going to be very good at this. I've. Well. I've. I've never been allowed to fuck someone before I've always been the bottom." He just blurts this out like he's making some confusion. "OH yeah I've hit pay dirt" I've got the hottest guy in town in my bed and I get to be the only person that has ever had his cock in my ass. I must have done something right." I hold onto his hip now and I slide forward a little. I need to get used to this its been way to long since I've been fucked and he's longer then any guys I've been with. Also I have to make sure he enjoys this. My baby needs to have his first time be perfect. I kick the covers off of us so that I can drape my top leg over him, now I've got some leverage to work with. "Oh love let me get us started, its been a while but once I get used to you I expect me to give me the pounding we both deserve." I twist my chest around and wrap an arm around his shoulders and pull him into a kiss, while I start to impale myself on Quinn huge fuck stick. I'm not sure how much more I can take but I damn sure and going to try and get every inch. All Quinn is able to do is moan into my mouth and I keep lowering myself onto his cock. His head hits my barrier and I can't seem to get any more in. I reach my hand down to see how much I have left. "Fuck baby your only about 3/4ths in." "Its ok we can change around and you can fuck me instead." He says but I can tell there's a bit of disappointment. "Oh hell no, just give me a sec." Thank god I've been doing yoga. I easily roll Quinn on to his back, sit up and then rotate, I have no clue which of us is moaning louder at this point but damn that sure felt good. All the re positioning was causing his cock to do all sorts of wonderful things in my ass. Now I'm on top and got a good 6 inches of cock in my ass but I'm determined to get the other 4. I've got my hands on his chest and I'm looking Quinn straight in the eyes. "Ok hon your ready, cause I'm about to blow your mind?" I start rocking my hips back and forth as I'm start to rise and lower my ass on his cock. Quinn grabs my hips and his holding on for dear life. I can feel his cock head beating against my inner hole but I can't seem to get him past that. "OK hon you get to help now" I raise up a bit "Ok start to fuck me." Quinn hands grip me tighter and he thrusts his cock back into my ass, I raise up on my feet and grip his shoulders for balance and he start to drive his cock into me but still I'm not getting it all, finally frustrated as he pushes up and completely drop all my weight down. "OH FUCK!" The pain is excruciating and I break out in a full body sweat. Quinn looks like his eyes are going to pop right out of his head, and his mouth is hanging wide open and his gasping for air. Then I swear his eyes rolled up and he stiffened all over and I do mean ALL over, and I could feel his cock shooting deep in my ass. I bear through the pain and squeeze my ass around his cock and Quinn grips me tighter and pulls down harder. I swivel my hips to give him as much pleasure as possible and the pain is letting up, slowly but I can tell its lessening. "OH shit" Quinn is chanting while his dick is spewing inside of me. I can't help it but I've got the biggest shit-eating grin on my face as I'm watching him shoot his very first load inside a man and that man is me. Quinn is starting to come down from his orgasm and I'm still moving my hips but much more slowly. "So I take it you enjoyed that hmm." I lean forward and kiss the top of his nose, then his forehead then back down to his lips. Quinn's arms reach up around my neck "Mmmm hmm." He breaks off our kiss "Hey you didn't cum yet...love." He says "love" like he's testing it out and then he just smiles at me. "OH that's ok, trust me we'll get to that later. But right now we've got things to do. I've got idea's for tonight and I can assure you, its NOT going to be a quick. So lets get what we need done, get home relax so I can wear you out tonight." "Deal"

When we walked into the cabin we found the twins relaxing on the bed. We then prepared for that nights action. Viagra was passed around to all except Aaron and Alan. They asked what was being passed around as we prepared the points. Steve told them that it was Viagra and they asked why they weren’t given any. Steve explained that until they convert they were designated bottoms. Looking at Aaron and Alan as they stood there it didn’t look like they’d need Viagra. Both were getting hard as the thought of slamming again and getting fucked. I pointed out their evident excitement as Marc and Mike told them that if they were able to get hard later in the week they would be happy to bottom for them. Steve chimed in and agreed to throw Colt and my ass in as well. This time Aaron and Alan sat on the bed as Marc and Mike administered their slams. You could see the anticipation in their eyes as the point was inserted, the flash of blood and the emptying of the drug into their vein. Aaron and Alan kissed as the rush hit them. They laid back on the bed as Marc and Mike climbed on top and began to fuck them making sure that they switched to the other twin for this round. Steve did his slam as Colt administered his own. Ryan climbed into the sling for Colt to fuck as I was paired up with Steve. We did out slams and settled in for a nice fuck. I looked over to see Aaron and Alan getting fucked and was not surprised to see that each one was still sporting a semi-hard cock. I just knew that I’d have both of these guys inside me before the week was over. While the action was going on the door opened up and a few guys came into the cabin. Within minutes they were naked and the action really got started. There was this one twink that caught my eye. He looked at me and came over the sling and fed me his cock as Steve finished up. I climbed out of the sling and he climbed in. Colt finished fucking Ryan and took his place in the sling as a lined formed at his ass and mouth. Colt was pulling a train and was fucked by every guy that had just come in the cabin, everyone but the twink I was inside. Ryan came over to join us as the twink pulled him over so that he could suck Ryan’s cock. After I shot my load Ryan took my place and fucked the twink and I moved near his head to let the twink clean off my cock. After Marc and Mike finished some of the guys that were around Colt began to take turns fucking Aaron and Alan. I left Ryan fucking the twink and climbed on the bed between the twins as they were being fucked. Alan grabbed me and I leaned in for a kiss. He then asked if he could get another slam. I looked over at Aaron and asked if he’d like another one too to which he nodded yes. I prepared two more points and came back to administer. I signaled to the guy fucking their twin that I was ready to give each a slam. They paused to allow me time to hit each one. The fucking resumed before I pulled the tourniquet and watch the twins response. Aaron coughed a little and just leaned his head back enjoying the fuck. Alan surprised me. Alan shot his load as his slam hit him. I leaned in and licked the cum up as I heard Aaron moan at and looked over to see him cumming. I liked him clean as well. While I was leaning over the twins with my ass exposed I felt someone licking my ass. I looked back to see one of our new guests rimming me. He then climbed up and mounted me. It felt amazing to be filled again as I got fuck. After he finished up he was replaced by another and then another. The last guy to fuck me before they all started to dress and head out was the twink I had fucked earlier. He was a decent top as I felt him drop a huge load inside my ass. We said goodbye to the guys and I exchange numbers with the twink as the sun was shining and we knew it was time to eat and recharge.