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True Story. It was a cloudier day as the cruise ship headed south from Florida into the Caribbean Sea. The air was relatively warm, but the winds were strong and few men on the gay cruise were using the deck chairs. Shane figured it was a perfect opportunity for a spa day. He headed down to the spa after a late breakfast, bringing a book to read and his swimsuit. The spa was already busy, with men in the large aqua lounge with the giant spa tub, a bubbling shower area in the center of the tub, and submerged lounge chairs. Shane stowed his shirt, shorts, and flip flops in a locker, wearing just a blue / black bikini swimsuit that accentuated his ass and revealed a hefty pouch in the front. His black hair was cropped short, and his skin had already begun to tan with a few days in Fort Lauderdale prior to the ship setting said. His chest was thickly sculpted and covered with a fine layer of fur and quarter-sized nipples. His trunk tapered to a narrower waist, and his legs were solid muscle from a lifetime of athleticism. Shane sunk into the heated warm, allowing it to work on his muscles. The area was supposed to be clothing-required because of staff being present, but many of the men slipped their swimsuits off beneath the water. Hands gently groped and explored beneath the water’s surface. He wasn’t interested in playtime yet, so sought a submerged lounge and settled onto the warm stone, leaving his swimsuit on so as not to send signals. He chatted idly with some guys who floated by, several of whom he’d met at the first evening’s tea dance, and others from last night’s party. The lounge was a smorgasbord of body types. He found himself being drawn to some of the beefier daddies this morning, admiring their muscled arms and powerful chests. At 39, many of the others were older than he was. Starting to feel dehydrated and a bit lightheaded, he decided to refresh and find a steam room. The men’s spa was adjacent to the men’s locker room, so the areas was predominantly nude. The spa itself was brightly lit through the floor-to-ceiling windows that gazed out upon the sea. Shane shucked his swimsuit, exposing his smooth ass and letting his cock hang free. He left the locker room for the men’s spa area, and explored the three steam rooms. Two were rather small and intimate, and already had several men entwined in mutual touching and exploration. He stepped into the third steam room, this one having room for about 15 men. His eyes took a moment to adjust to the dark, steamy interior. He could see naked bodies arrayed along benches on both sides of the room. There was some movement to his left, but he couldn’t clearly make out what it was in the thick steam. He moved slowly toward the center of the kidney-shaped room, and spied what looked like an open seat near the back. He settled onto the hot stones, the heat burning his skin at first. He sat there with his eyes closed a moment, relaxing into the space. Then he opened his eyes. There were a dozen men lounging in the steam room, naked and silently exuding sexual energy. He could make out several erect cocks standing at full attention near him. Beside him sat one guy with a shaved head and nicely defined body, his cock thick and curving slightly to the left. He was slowly stroking his long dick while making eye contact with others at this end of the room. He gave Shane an exploratory look, taking in his body, and then running his hand along Shane’e left thigh. Shane let himself enjoy the touch, and took in the rest of the room. Across from him was a beefy daddy type, dark haired flecked with silver and a trim, silvery beard. He was displaying a huge hardon, probably about 8” and girthy. He was looking Shane up and down. Beyond the beefy daddy was where Shane has heard some movement earlier. Now he could see someone on his knees in front of one — maybe two — men. Above the sound of the steam, you could occasionally hear the slurping noises of an excited blowjob. Shane felt the guy’s hand moved to his chest, gliding across his slick skin, grazing his nipples, and then taking a solid hold of his left breast, squeezing the thick muscles there. “Very hot,” the guy said in a low voice. Shane felt himself being wrapped in the room’s sexual energy, his own cock now at full attention. He felt himself slipping into a sexual state, where his rational brain gave way to his desires and physical experiences. He didn’t say a word, but reached over to touch the man with the shaved head, feeling the solid shaft of muscle that was demanding his attention. Shane groaned softly when the man reciprocated and grabbed Shane’s cock in a firm grip. Shane stared at the guy’s inviting piece of meat, taking in its size and shape in the dimly lit steam room. The guy moved his hand to behind Shane’s neck and started massaging it gently. “Go ahead,” he said softly, applying a small amount of pressure behind Shane’s neck. Shane leaned over, his mouth hovering over the guy’s cock for a moment, and then went down on him. Shane felt the hard muscle slide into his mouth, filling it fully as he began to suck and gently work the base of the guy’s cock with his hand. There was a soft groan as the guy laid back against the wall, his right hand moving to the back of Shane’s head. The guy began to thrust upward with slow pulses of his hips, continuing to groan softly, and beginnning to massage Shane’s shoulders and back muscles. Shane was enraptured with the beautiful dick filling his mouth, and he dedicated himself to servicing it. He felt the caresses of the stranger’s hands on his head, neck, then moving across his shoulders, and slowly exploring down his spine. It was part rubbing, part finger massaging. The hand kept massaging further down Shane’s spin, eliciting tiny groans of pleasure along the way. Shane felt the hand move across his right ass cheek, and then felt a finger gently searching for his hole. It took only a few seconds for the adept man to find Shane’s hole and, using the slick moisture of sweat in the room, he began to probe Shane’s hole. Shane groaned a bit more loudly, not fully aware that he was still in a room full of men, and was likely now the center of attention. He worked the cock in his mouth more vigorously as the man slowly penetrated his hole with one finger. Shane shifted his body’s position, moving his right leg to offer the guy better access to his ass. He heard the snap of a plastic cap, and felt slick liquid rapidly being applied to his hole. Then two fingers began to probe him as he went back to work on the guy’s cock. His change in position was rewarded with a two-finger prostate massage, and now he could feel another hand firmly massaging one of his ass cheeks and his thigh. The guy with the shaved head was thrusting up into his mouth, and suddenly Shane tasted thick saltiness as the guy’s load filled his mouth. Shane’s head was pushed down further onto the erupting cock, and the long fingers in his slid all the way up inside him. Shane sucked down the guy’s load, even as he seemed to spew more cum. The guy’s body convulsed, Shane’s body absorbing that kinetic energy as he started to raise his head off the guy’s cock. The fingers were pulled from his ass, and Shane slowly sat up. His head was swimming in the humid air as his heart raced. Standing over him was the beefy daddy from across the room, his own impressive piece of meat pointing right at Shane. Shane panted as he collected himself. ”Thanks, bud,” the guy with the shaved head said, slapping Shane’s tight and hiving his unreleased hardon a squeeze as he stood and left. The beefy daddy settled down next to Shane, and slid his hand beneath Shane’s ass and squeezed. Shane looked over at him. He was very handsome, square jawed, and powerfully built. His dick was definitely 8” and very girthy. Shane wondered what that would feel like. In turn, the guy was staring at Shane with lust in his eyes. Shane’s heart was racing, and he was feeling lightheaded. ”I need to cool off for a bit,” he said. He slowly rose, checking his balance, and staggered through the haze toward the door. Shane stood in the intense daylight streaming into the spa, snagging a towel and trying to cover his own generous hardon. He sat on one of the stone lounges to catch his breath, and slow his heart rate. After a few minutes, he moved toward one of the showers. He stood there, letting the Luke-warm water wash over him, starting to feel more refreshed and clear headed. He heard someone else walk into the shower and turn on another head. After a moment, he looked over and saw the beefy daddy standing there, the water washing over his body. He stood a few inches taller than Shane, and was much broader across the shoulders and chest. His hair was flecked with different shades of gray and silver, and his eyes looked to be a sterling blue. He was watching Shane. Shane continued to shower, his heart speeding up again as he felt the chase beginning. This guy is fucking hot, he thought to himself. He watched as the beefy daddy stroked his cock, the hardon standing straight out from his body, and curving up slightly. He took a step toward Shane and began massaging his shoulders with both hands. Shane moaned in pleasure, his muscles becoming putty in the man’s hands. The beefy daddy stepped closer, the front of his body pressing against the back of Shane, the water rolling over both of them as he continued to kneed Shane’s shoulders. His cock pressed firmly against Shane’s ass, the shaft sliding along the crevice between his cheeks. It felt amazing! Shane could feel the heat radiating from that muscle, and he started to push his ass back against it. “Good, boy,” the beefy daddy growled in his ear. He moved his hips, his cock starting to poke Shane instead of sliding along his smooth skin. “Ready to go back in?” Shane thought about it a moment. He was aware there were others watching from the open spa area. “I really don’t want to get fucked in the steam room. People start to interfere.” The beefy daddy was quiet a moment, still poking against Shane’s ass. Then said, “Let’s go to my cabin.” He squeezed Shane’s shoulders a final time and then step back and out of the showers. Shane immediately followed. They each threw on a pair of shorts and flip flops, then the beefy daddy led Shane out of the spa. The beefy daddy put an arm around Shane’s shoulders, and Shane could feel the heat of his skin pressed against his own. The forward staircase was nearby, and he led Shane down just two decks and to the starboard side of cabins. Within a minute, they were at his door and stepping inside. The beefy daddy poked his head inside, then opened the door the rest of the way. “All clear,” he said. Two stepped inside. To be continued......

I hopped up into the sling and maneuvered into position. I knew I had no choice now really. If I didn’t, these guys would’ve certainly made sure I was comfortable enough for them at least. “Strap him in.” Bloody hell. Steve took on a master of ceremonies tone to those within earshot. Almost to alert anyone else lurking about the sauna. “Gentlemen! We have an unexpected new recruit among our number this evening. Greg and I have already dosed Dan here with a couple of loads. So it’s over now to you, the panel so-to-speak, to help out with round two of the hiring process.” A shiver ran down my spine. “Brian, here, our most recent successful acquisition. I propose you begin proceedings!” Brian wasted no time, his fingers slipping into my now cummy hole, and his cock following immediately afterward. Jeez. I may have been new to the scene, but I was somewhat surprised how quickly I was acclamated to poz play. Brian was quite a vigorous lover, and I have the feeling his bollocks had been boiling after having been in the sling for god knows how long before I made my appearance. He piston-fucked me like some ravenous animal. I had no choice but to cave in as Greg shoved poppers under my nose again and causing me to groan increasingly loudly, honestly oblivious to the fact that I was strapped down in a sling, surrounded by poz men, all of whom were beating his cocks - hard, all awaiting his turn on me. A couple of guys, in fact, doused me with a load of piss. Before that night I’d been strictly one-on-one, but in the last hour I’d been fucked by three men. I didn't know how many more there will be or how long this would last. I was a lamb being led to slaughter. An offering. Undergoing recruitment. The final rewiring of my brain had seemingly kicked in. Fuck… yeah.

STR8 CZECH TWINK TRICKS A FRIEND INTO TINA SLAM & POZ BREEDING - PART ! THE INTRODUCTION: Maxim and Ilya are two cute 18 year old Czech straight twinks living in Prague. They know each other since kindergraten and do almost everything together. People often think that they are bothersome because they both have black hair, a slim athletic body, and their tanned skin is smooth. But there are some differences; Maxim has a more defined body than Ilya, but Ilya has a bigger cock. When they where a few years younger they watched porn together sparking their craving for sex. After they both had sex with a girl from school, but they wanted it more like the pornvids so they needed to find girls/women with more experience. The next day they posted a message on a website for sex hookups. The message was straight to the point: “Two sexy ripped 18 y/o boys. Looking for sex with older experienced girls/women (20 - 30 y/o). 7inch and 9inch cocks are waiting for you. Whe’re quick learners and up for fulfilling all sexual wishes; dp, anal, cream pie, face fucking, etc. PS: We’re not gigolo’s or escort. We fuck for free & with our condom”. They added a picture of their athletic bodies and there rock hard cocks. Within 10 minutes the reactions started to come in. They received their sex dates at Ilya’s house during the day and in the evening. Maxims parents worked hat hard and always where home late. They had 3 - 4 dates per week and their dates came mostly alone, but sometimes they brought an extra girlfriend. Within a few month they were pro’s and already did every type of sex that they knew by watching porn. THE SETUP: One weekend Ilya helped his older brother move to his own apartment and he would stay the night so he can attend the housewarming party with his brothers friends. Maxim couldn’t join because he was laying in bed with the flu. It was a good party because Maxim didn’t see Ilya until wednesday. When Ilya came over he was talking about something he learned from his brother that makes sex hotter than hell. Before Maxim could ask what it was, Ilya continued by telling a that at the party a super hot girl that was checking him out and when he went to the bathroom she followed him and stroked and sucked his big cock. Ilya paused a few seconds and continue with “….Dude… She asked me if i knew a some place where we could fuck?”. So I told here that i knew a place but that would mean getting fucked by me and a friend. He looked in Maxim eyes and said that She told him that she loves getting fucked by two cocks! “So we only need to tell here when she can come!” Ilya concluded. Maxim started to tell Ilya that his parents won’t be home all weekend and that we could spent the whole weekend fucking. “I will text here right away” Ilya said. 3 minutes later he got a reply that Ilya read to loud: “If we have the whole weekend than i can bring over some extra girlfriends. All of them cum craving sluts like me!”. Maxim eyes started to twinkle. THE TRICK: Saturday Ilya came over early because he had to tell Maxim what he learned from his brother. He had a bag with him with a pipe a few syringes and a small bag full of white crystals. He started with “This stuff will make us so fucking horny that we can go on the whole weekend pounding”. “Do we need that?” Maxim replied. Ilya knew that Maxim would say that so he answered immediately with “If you try it you will know the answer. My brother introduced me to it when i was at his place. I also hesitated, but when i tried it felt so fucking horny and knew that we should try this out together”, he quickly added “let’s start by smoking a small amount”. He load up some crystals in the pipe, heated the pipe with a flame and took a few hits. He then gave the pipe to Maxim, put the flame under the bowl and told him to inhale deep a few times. “How are you feeling” Ilya asked Maxim. Maxim replied “Feeling a bit hot, getting a bit horny”. Ilya put on some porn and asked Maxim “Want another hit from the pipe? This will make your cock fucking hard so we can start the action right away when the girls arrive”. Maxim nodded and took the pipe, heated it and took a couple of big hits. His cock reacted right away by getting rock hard. Maxim let out a deep sigh and said “this is super!”. Maxim took a few deep hits every five minutes while stroking his hard cock. After half an hour his cock went limp, he tried to get hard again but it nothing work. Maxim started to freak out “What’s happening dude? Can’t get hard anymore!”. Ilya answered calm “You took the hits to quickly after each other. I had the same problem. It will get hard in about 1 - 2 hours”. Maxim start to panic and said: “But the girls are here in less then 45 minutes. Can’t stay like this?!”. “My brother showed me how to undo it. Let me show you how on myself, so you can decide if you want it?!” Ilya said. He took a leather strap tied it around his arm, took a pre-prepared syringe, found a vein and slowly shot the content into his bloodstream. He release the strap and started to couch, and his soft dick started to grow. “Okay! Can you do me now? Want to be rock hard when they arrive!” said Maxim. Ilya knows that his friend is exactly where he wants him to be. He takes out a syringe marked with a small red sticker and starts to tie a strap around maxims arm. He sticks the needle in the vein and start to push the plunger down. He knows that the syringe with the red sticker is pre-prepared with a dose 4 times higher than he gave himself. When he removes the strap, Maxim starts to cough very hard and Ilya knows that the conversion has begon. THE PREPARATION: Maxim is flying high on T not aware of his surrounding. Ilya throws Maxims arm around his neck and drags him to the bathroom. he puts him on a small bench so his ass is sticking out and his limp body is resting against the wall. He starts to clean out his friends ass. After 25 minutes he is finished. He takes a bottle of lube and squirts some up Maxims ass. Maxim is slowly getting more aware and starts moaning. Ilya says to him that he passed out and that he put him under the shower to revive him. Maxim mumbles. Ilya put his arm around him and helps Maxim back to the living room and puts him into a lounge chair. He takes some ropes and ties both arms behind the backseat. He then puts Maxims legs on his shoulders and start to lube up Maxims virgin hole. Maxim is getting more aware of whats happing with him and starts to mumble “What… doing… Un..tie…”. “I will tell you what i’m doing. I’m preparing you for the same thing that happened to me last weekend. You think using girls for lust and fucking their pussy hard is hot! it’s nothing compared to being used like a slut and getting your ass pussy fucked hard. You’re gone be reprogrammed to service cock… bare cock…” replies Ilya. Maxims mumbles “No… Stop”. Ilya starts grinning and says “You’re ass will start burning i a few seconds and you will scream… you can fight it or embrace it… either way you’re ass will turn into a willing open hole and you will beg for cock!”. He than places a big shared against the Maxims sphincter and places his hard lubed 9 inch cock against it and starts to push the shard inside with his cock. Maxim starts to scream, but slowly the 9 inch cock sinks deeper. When the whole length is in Maxims arse starts to burn and he start to beg to take it out. Ilya slowly pulls out but when he’s almost out he rams in deep. He starts repeating the stroke while Maxim screams. With each stroke he cranks up the tempo. Maxims ass starts tingling and a warm glow rushes to his brain. The screams start to change in to moans. Ilya is piston fucking his friends ass harder. But then he pulls out complete. The tingling and empty feeling in Maxims ass gets worse every second. The feeling is driving him insane and he asks Ilya to put it back in. “I want you to beg for it. Beg me to fuck you. Beg me to fuck you hard. Beg me to shoot my load deep in your ass!” Ilya replies. “Please fuck me… hard… en shoot your load deep inside me” moans Maxim. Ilya plunges his dick back inside and starts to fuck hard. Maxim feels Ilya’s cock swell up and moaned “Yeah… fill my ass… fill it with your cum”. Ilya starts breathing heavy and says “This will be the first but not the last. You’ll will meet the guys that converted me and they will do the same to you!”. Maxim could believe what he heard. At the same time Ilya made a loud roar and started to fill up Maxims ass. A few second later there was a loud knock on the door. Ilya pulled out and opend the door. THE GANG: A group off six guys in their early twenties came inside lead by Ilya’s brother. “Good job little bro” he said. They guys started to strip. Their athletic ripped bodies where covered in tattoo. All guys had a biohazard tattoo above their dicks. Two guys came into action and took two syringes, one walked towards Maxim and the other to Ilya. Ilya’s brother: “You’re only goal in life will be to service us. We will use you as we please and you will do ass we please. We will breed your asses with our cum… Our toxic cum… When you are converted you will be marked with the same tattoo we have…”. The couching of both boys interrupts him. “Love the sound of meth running to their veins” he says before continuing: “When you’re marked your part of our gang… And we are always on the prowl for new straight boys we can initiate!”. The gang gathered around the two willing boys. THE CONVERSION: Ilya’s brother is the first to ram his big poz cock inside Maxim. Two other members shove their cocks down the boys throats, one shoves his cock deep into Ilya’s ass. The other two take place behind the two ass fuckers and start to play with their nipples. Both cocks react by swelling up in the boys asses. — TO BE CONTINUED —

Part 12; To summarize his chat with his new boyfriend, my new twink had just dumped his new lover. He explained that what they had talked about many times of his innate need to be completely sexually free, without any fear of consequence, he could not ignore any longer, and it was time to face his fear which was getting in the way of who he is deep down. His now ex was devastated on two counts. That he had lost his lover, and that his lover was now embracing his undeniable destiny. Over a few more drinks we spoke more in depth about the pros and cons, and my own journey. 'I have had so many opportunities to have bareback sex, and Men wanting to breed me, and have denied myself of what is right each time. I am ready for you to be the first Man to ever cum inside me, Dad, and knock me up in the process'. 'Then, you are ready'. We went to my locker where I got my rucksack, then we headed back to our private room. My new twink like a duck to water lay on his back, holding his legs in the air by his feet. I put a new condom on, lubed it with spit, and slid inside my new twink. His face didn't and couldn't lie, he looked disappointed, and he wasn't fully enjoying himself now. I fucked him for a few more minutes, when I withdrew, and kept the tip of my latex covered Dick touching his cunt. 'I am going to count to 10. If by that time I get to 10 you haven't removed the condom I shall continue fucking you with it on and cum inside it ... If however you remove it like you did earlier then that will be you stepping into your new life, with no choice of return .... One ...' No sooner had I uttered 'one', he pulled the protection from my aching shaft! He had now sealed his fate! I slid in slowly, balls deep. Then slowly pulling all the way out until only half of my bell end was inside. I repeated this over and over, watching as each time my naked toxic shaft slowly disappeared, to then slowly reappear as my new twinks delicate cunt lips gripped tightly on my dirty Dick pulling them out as I pulled out. I looked at his face, to see him looking up at me, moaning and panting, with an expression of being in sheer piggy heaven! 'How does that feel, son? Your first Bare Dick' His response was a continuation of his moaning and panting with a submissive ... ... 'Oh Fuck yeah, oh fuck yeah' with his eyes rolling into the back of his head. I stopped fucking him and delved my hands into my rucksack for an essential item that I always have to hand when play is on the cards. Yep, the magic toothbrush. The same one I used on my newly charged up twink when his body was going through the fuck flu. I rammed it in the new twinks cunt and started brushing vigorously... 'OwwCh, that hurts'. 'Shut the fuck up, you wanted this new life' 'Oh God YES. Rip me up Dad ... OwwCh' I began to savagely tear the brush against his cunt with all my sexual rage, snarling ... 'So you want to get knocked up. Your life changing forever. Then fucking take this you nasty neg cunt'. 'Oh ... fuck ... yes ... Dad. Make it so I carry you always'. I took the bloodied toothbrush out and barked at him to kneel on his knees and fists, and to arch out his ASS. I climbed in between his legs, pushing them open wide, and plunged deep inside his cunt. I leaned on top of him, wrapping my arms around his upper torso, bringing my mouth to his right ear, slowly rocking my pelvis, keeping my Dirty Dick tightly impaled ... 'You do realise from this moment you now belong to me boy? There is now no going back' His initial non verbal response was by massaging my toxic weapon with a rhythmic motion with his warm and wet silky cunt. He moaned... 'Yes. I know. I have given myself to you, Dad. Completely'. We slowly fucked like this for a few more minutes...

Part 13 - Family and Favours That Friday evening some of the family were coming to dinner. The weather was still nice and warm so it would be a casual outside affair. Paul was first to arrive, Jake hadn't seen him since the job offer and he came over kissed and sat down next to Jake to chat about Tuesday. "Hope your week has got better since Tuesday Jake." "That was funny what happened at work after my outburst." "What happened?" "You know, blue screens." Paul laughed and put his arm around Jake's shoulder. "Yeah well, sounds like your boss needed some work to do. But what happens inside the family stays inside." "Absolutely Paul. I love everyone too much to risk loosing it." "Marco told me two others stood up for you then walked out." "Oh yes, Dave and Joe. I got on well with them even though they are straight." "Your so funny Jake. Anyway straight men are the best challenge in life. So have they got jobs?" "No, actually I was deciding if I should ask you for a favour to see if you had any jobs for them, but I don't want to overstep any boundaries." "They protected you Jake, giving them a job is the least I can do. Give me their details." Jake went back inside and retrieve his phone and gave the numbers to Paul. He made a quick phone call as he walked down to the pool. He was there for a good 20 minutes before he headed back to the decking. Fabian joined Jake and Marco just as Spencer and JP appeared through the gate. Paul returned to the table and gave Spencer and JP as kiss as he took his seat. "Jake, all sorted they start on Monday, same office where you will be working." "Thank you Paul, I appreciate what you have done and I hope they do." "What's going on?" "We just gave the two guys that defended Jake a job with us." "Excellent news. Maybe we should have them over for dinner next week." "Do you think it is wise? I mean they are straight and may not understand." "Understand what?" "Us." "There is nothing really to tell them Jake, family is not their business. Paul can host it as a company welcome and meet the owners." "Okay if you sure." "I am impressed that you asked Paul to help them out. Right Dinner everyone." "Shall I invite them over a week Friday, give them chance to settle in to their jobs first." "Consideration of others, a quality I like in people Jake, you continue to surprise and delight me." "I have to say Fabian, Jake is a beautiful person inside and out." "Thank you JP, I totally agree with you. Paul will you sort out inviting them over?" Paul nodded, Jake sat there embarrassed at the compliments he was getting. He undid his top two shirt buttons as he was feeling hot and a little dizzy. Jake played with his food as he didn't feel like eating much at dinner. Marco was sat opposite Jake his eyes fixated on him, the other men he had seen just never had this effect on him. "Jake, are you not enjoying your food." "I really don't have any appetite to eat Fabian, sorry." "Perfectly alright Jake, is there anything you want?" "No, I am just happy being here." Three times during dinner Paul jabbed Marco in his side, he could clearly see the Jake effect on Marco. Each time Marco would turn to Paul who would shake his head an smirk. As dinner finished Fabian thought this would be the time to talk to Jake and called him over. "Sure your alright." "Yes, just came over a little hot at dinner." "You must tell me if you don't feel right Jake, don't forget we have Spencer here." "I think I am okay, it seems to have passed." "Good, I want to talk about you Jake." "Oh, did I do something wrong, have I upset you?" "Not at all. Jake. You know how much I and the family have come to love you and like you being around here." "I guess so as you keep inviting me back." "We would like you to come and live here with your family, I know Marco would like that as well." "You mean permanently?" "Yes." "Would I not be in the way?" "The house is big enough Jake, you can have your own room and pretty much free run of the house." "Wow. I didn't see that coming Fabian. I think the rent might be a to high for me." Fabian laughed and rubbed Jake's head. "Don't be silly Jake. There is no rent to pay, our family mean everything you are no exception to this." "There is no catch?" "Only one, and I think you know what that may be." "I think I can live with that one catch, if I am thinking right. Will you and I still, you know?" "Yes of course if you wish, that is the best part of our family, you can indulge with who ever you want in the family." "It is a big change, what if it doesn't work out." "You can move out if you don't enjoy being here or things don't work out as I am hoping. I will make sure you are set up if that happens." "I will need to sort out things with my landlord, but yes I would like to Fabian." "Good, give me the details of your landlord, considerate it taken care of." He gave Fabian a kiss and hugged him, thanking him for being so nice. Fabian broke the news to the rest of the family who were present. Marco's face told it all as he picked Jake up and hugged him, telling him how pleased he was and that he had someone to work out with. As the evening drew to a close Jake and Fabian headed up the master suite, he was feeling a little queasy and hot again. Fabian was standing naked looking out of the balcony enjoying the night air. Jake sat on the bed and undressed slowly, he walked over to Fabian rubbing his neck, stopping several times as he felt a little unsteady. He slipped in front of Fabian resting his back against his toned chest. Fabian's arms circled around Jake's body as he kissed his neck. "Your quiet tonight Jake." "I don't feel right Fabian, I am so cold." "Your sweating Jake." "All going fun...." Jake couldn't finish his sentence his head was spinning, Fabian felt Jake's body go limp in his arms.

Chuck Goes to The Beach Gay life at college was a lot of fun, when you weren’t studying too hard that is! I tried to keep things low key but there were three guys in my class that were obviously gay and as hot as hell. Brent and Brad Baker and their best buddy Robbie. I could never stop sneaking glances at them as they always dressed in a way that made the most of their toned swimmer’s bodies. Me, I’m a skinny nerd, with a large scar on my abdomen that I was very embarrassed about. I’m just not in the same class in the hotness stakes. Since we were all in the same classes, we did get to speak to each other, but I never held any hope that they would want to hook up with me. Besides, I did my best to keep my gayness under wraps as I did not want it to interfere with my studies. It was getting towards the end of the school year and the weather report promised a glorious weekend. I found myself wishing I had something fun to do instead of sitting inside with my books. The last class of the Friday ended and I was standing around with the three of them making small talk. “Damn. It looks like the weather is going to be great this weekend. I need to find something fun to do outside and not spend it in the library.” Brent looked at Ben with a quizzical expression, and Ben grinned back. Brent looked hard at me and then down to my crotch. The fact that I am skinny and wear skinny jeans just emphasizes that I am very well endowed. He spoke. “Hey, I know we’ve never hung out before, but we’re going to the beach tomorrow for the rest of the weekend. Would you like to join us?” I felt myself blushing. The prospect of spending a few days hanging out with them got my mind racing with all the possibilities. Robbie chipped in. “Yeah, just us guys, no girls, if that’s what you are worried about.” I almost choked when he said that. Brad had the last word on that subject. “We’ve seen you checking us out. Queerboy. And we think you are cute. You have the hottest ass.” That rattled me. I had never thought of myself as “cute” and here was one of the hottest guys on campus saying that with his hunky brother and buddy grinning widely. “Tell you what, we’ll pick you up early and don’t forget to bring your speedo.” I was rudely awakened by the sound of my phone ringing and opening one eye looked at the alarm clock. Shit! It was 8:35. I was supposed to meet the other guys in front of the building at 8:30. I picked up the phone and sure enough it was Brent “Where the fuck are you dude? I thought you wanted to go to the beach with us?” I replied sleepily. “Uh! I like totally over slept. I’ll be down in a minute.” “Well Chucky boy. You better get that hot tail of yours down in a minute or you won’t be getting any from us this weekend”. I did not need to be threatened and I liked the sound of getting some from them. I grabbed my swimsuit from the closet and pulled it on, then grabbed a pair shorts and a t-shirt from the closet, put them on as well as sandals, ran to the bathroom, pissed, brushed my teeth, threw my toothbrush in his bag and was out the door in three minutes. Luckily, I’d packed my bag the previous evening in anticipation of the weekend, making sure to have a supply of lube and condoms. We had been in the car for about thirty minutes when I realized that I could not stop thinking about getting fucked by the other guys, but they were talking about everything except sex. After about an hour we turned off the main road and took a relatively unused looking track towards the seashore. Brent parked the Jeep in the shade of some trees. “Yeah Dude. You thought we were heading for the big gay beach, didn’t you? This is our own little secret spot. Away from the crowds we can just relax and do our own stuff. Like drink beer!” Brad grinned. “Yeah, two coolers of beer in the Jeep. Light beer, so you can drink more without getting totally trashed. Chuck, help me by taking one side of the cooler, it’s heavy”. I was only too happy to oblige. Brent led the way and the others followed the path through the sand dunes onto the beach. We set up an umbrella with the cooler under it and then spread out our towels on the sand. Brad and Brent immediately stripped down to their matching red speedos. Brent joked that Robbie and I were shy as we took our time taking off our pants to show our white swimsuits. Robbie’s suit was new and snowy white but mine was well worn and somewhat stained. Brent threw us each a beer and we sat drinking them and shooting the breeze. The beach was almost deserted. Except for an old guy with a metal detector looking for hidden treasures and a small family group there were only two guys to look at. Two really cute well-built guys wearing bulging Speedos, the exact same brief European racer style except one was red and the other yellow. This of course was food for comment and Brent started it. “Look at those two: Matching tight Speedos, hot bodies, big bulges. You think they are gay?” Of course, they all knew they were gay except for me. My gaydar wasn’t “tuned in” yet, besides they had seen them at the local gay bar. Robbie continued. “Nice looking boys. They look like hot clean-cut straight boys to me” “Nah,” Brad said, “Straight boys don’t wear Speedos on the beach, especially not tight ones.” “Well maybe they do if they are on the swim team, or foreign” I offered. “Cannot be straight, they would wear black if they even dared to wear a Speedo in public,” Brent retorted, “and there is no way those hot bulges could be used to poke into fishy pussies”. Robbie chipped in again “Well, if they are gay, who is top or bottom? They both look equally hot. Do you think Red Speedo shoves it up Yellow Speedo’s asshole or vice versa” I was getting into the swing of things now so I added. “I am sure they take turns banging each other. With designer lube and fancy rubbers” “Aw, that spoils the fantasy, I imagine them into hot no-holds-barred man-to-man sex, not sissy stuff.” Brent said as the two guys disappeared from view. “Anyone want another beer?” Everyone did and Brent tossed us each one. He popped his can and chugged it down as quickly as possible. “I Gotta drink as much as I can now before my bladder kicks in.” he quipped. Brent grabbed a third beer while everyone was still on their second. After the second beer I began to feel pressure building up in my bladder and I started getting extremely uncomfortable. I wondered if there was a restroom anywhere near by or whether the beach was deserted enough that I could just whip out his dick and piss right there. His thoughts were interrupted by Brent “Oh Man, I need to piss and the men’s room is locked this time of year. The one nearby is only open on peak weekends. Fuck. Fuck. FUCK!” I spoke up. “Dude, since this beach is so deserted, could you not, like, just crouch down and whip it out and piss.” We could stand around you so that no-one could see”. I was thinking more about myself and what I thought I should do. “Hey, that’s not a bad idea, we are all going to need to piss sooner or later what with all these beers”. Brent got up off his towel and squatted over the sand. “Ok guys, stand close”. He was facing me so that I had a good view of his crotch. He made no effort to pull his dick out of his swimsuit to piss but instead grinned at me. “Oh man, my bladder is so full it hurts. I dunno if I can piss with my dick though the leg hole of my suit. The elastic is too tight. I’ll have to try something different” He pulled down the waistband of his swimsuit and let his fat dick flop out hands free. He grunted and farted and then started to piss. “Aaaah yeah! Relief” I watched mesmerized as the piss started flowing from his fat uncut cock and splashing on the sand. Then I heard louder splashing from alongside him. Robbie was standing up with his legs apart. He had pulled his cock through the leg opening and I could also see that he had a small tattoo to the right of his dick but I could not make out what it was. By now Brad was also pissing onto the same patch of sand. I just looked at them grinning at me. Actually, it was more than just grinning; I could see the questioning looks in their faces, as if they were scared that they had freaked me out. I pulled down the front of my swimsuit and started pissing on the sand. Seeing their cocks had got me half hard and they were staring at mine. I said to Brent “This ok? This is what you want to see? Want a better look?” and I moved closer to Brent so that my gushing cock was an inch from his face. All Brent could say was “Yeah”. They all laughed. We lay on the beach for another hour or so alternatively drinking beer and pissing on the same patch of sand. The combination of sun, piss and hot sweaty bodies was starting to smell quite rank. Brent moved over to where I was lying and slowly started to lick the salty sweat from my body from my stomach to my neck, stopping a few millimeters from my ear. He whispered to me “Your hot manly smell is making really horny. I want to fuck you. I’ll even use a condom if you want. But we all prefer bareback.” I wasn’t sure that any of them had brought any to the beach and I had left my bag with the condoms and lube in the car. I thought to myself “Fuck it, two or more can play at that game. I’ll ask for a condom but if they insist on barebacking I won’t say anything! I’m tired of condoms and if they want to take the risk, that’s their problem” Then Brent spoke louder so that everyone could hear. “Dudes, I need to release some juice-the special sort that needs an ass to receive it. Let’s go to the men’s room and fuck!” Brad and Robbie needed no encouragement. We stood up and grabbed our bags and started walking towards the men’s room. It was an old brick built structure dating from the 1950s. The main entrance was closed by a large steel gate with a rusty padlock. “Ok, so how do we get in” I asked. “Easy, with the key” Brent replied, “It helps to know the right people”. I responded; “You fucker. You made us all piss in public and you had the key all along.” Brent just laughed. He had some difficulty turning the key. “Needs some lube” he joked. He reached into his bag and took out a small tube of suntan oil and squirted it in the keyhole. The key turned easily and we entered the room. Brent swung the gate closed behind us and put the lock back in its place but did no lock it. The room was very dark as there was no electric power. Along one wall were three old style floor standing urinals. Opposite them were three stalls and on the third wall there were two showers and in the middle of the room there was a well-worn wooden bench. Brent put his bag down on the floor and took out a couple of un-lubricated condoms and a large bottle of lube and turned to me. “Brad and I are so used to getting fucked that we won’t need lube but you and Robbie may.” Brent walked over to the bench and sat down. “Hey Robbie. You wanna suck my dick. Huh? I’ve seen you suck dick. I know you like that.” Robbie did not need an invitation. He went down on his hands and knees and started sucking on Brent’s rapidly stiffing cock through his swimsuit. “Yeah. Tasty dick. Precum Yum” was all he managed to say before he went down on the damp bulge in Brent’s speedo. It did not take long before he pulled down the front of Brent’s suit and had Brent’s meat in his mouth. While Robbie was sucking Brent’s dick Brad and I were grinding our crotches against each other and watching the action from a few feet away. Robbie withdrew his mouth from Brent’s dick for a few seconds. “Oh Man. I need that fat dick up my ass. Brent, I want you to fill my ass with your meat.” Brent got up from the bench and sat on the floor with his back towards Brad and me. Robbie moved forward and squatted over Brent’s crotch slowly lowered himself onto Brent’s bare dick facing the three of us. “Yeah. Hot ass. I’m barebacking your hot ass. My fat dick is sliding up your slimy ass. Real slick ass. You still have my brother’s cum up your ass from this morning?” Robbie sat all the way down on Brent’s crotch and replied. “I know the rules.” They both grinned and looked at me. Robbie started moving slowly up and down on Brent’s dick. Brad was standing behind me with his arms around me nuzzling my neck while grinding his crotch into the back of my swimsuit. I could feel his cock rapidly hardening and I grunted with pleasure. Brent lay back flat on the floor so that his head was between our spread legs looking upward. “I want to see you guys fuck. I want to see Brad’s cock sliding in and out of your tight hole.” I looked down and saw him lick his lips in anticipation of watching us fuck. “Or maybe you can fuck my brother’s sloppy cunt.” He sat up and kissed Robbie. “Robbie, now it’s my turn to get fucked.” They stood up and moved alongside Brad and me. Brent turned to face me and started kissing me. Robbie needed no encouragement. He spat onto his hand and worked the spit onto the swollen head. He pushed it against Brent’s hole and slowly penetrated his ass with his bare dick. “Now it’s my turn to bareback you in return” As they started fucking Brad grabbed my shoulders and spun me around, turned himself around and pushed his ass against my crotch. He pulled down our suits far enough to expose my engorged member and his own hungry hole. I noticed that compared to Robbie, Brad’s anus lips were puffy and distended, and his hole loose, as if he got fucked a lot. Brad bent forward and guided my dick to his opening and started to push it in. “Uh Brad…I need a condom. I’ve never barebacked before and I don’t intent to start” I had never had unprotected sex before and I had always been very careful. But things were not to turn out that way. Brad was having none of it. “Nope. No way. I want to feel your fat bare dick up my ass. I’ve wanted your dick since I first saw the fat bulge you pack in your skinny jeans. You can fuck me without a rubber. I sometimes let guys fuck me bareback if they promise to pull out before they cum. We often fuck each other raw. Of course, we always use condoms with strangers and always pull out.” The other guys were grinning as he said this and somehow, I thought that Brad was not telling the whole story. I guessed that what Brad was thinking was “I need you to shoot your load deep in my gut and then I want to fuck your ass with my bare dick after Robbie and Brent have left their loads up your chute”. Then he spoke. “Besides I don’t like the type of condoms Brent brought so if you want to fuck me or be fucked by me it will have to be bareback.” I looked at him straight in the eye. “I really, really think I should use a condom.” Brad said nothing by grabbed my cock and guided it towards his anus. I shrugged. I knew that sooner or later I was going to have bareback sex with someone and Brad seemed determined despite the obvious risks. As I slowly eased my cock into Brad’s asshole I was surprised how much easier it slid in and up his passage bare than it had slid up anyone else’s before. I was amazed at how slippery and soft Brad’s anal passage was. My dick slowly probed the inner sphincter and then I felt my engorged dick head enter the even softer confines of his rectum. I said nothing but started to slowly fuck him. I thrust all way in deep into Brad’s gut and then slowly withdrew. I looked down at my shiny bare dick emerging from Brad’s distended anus. The sight of my raw dick in Brad’s ass turned me on even more and I started fucking Brad more and more vigorously. The sensation of my dick sliding up and down in Brad’s silky chute was incredible, and far hotter than any previous fuck. The fucking was now starting to make very wet slurping sounds. I could not help myself and shot a massive load into Brad’s chute. “Hey little brother” Brent called out to Brad, “I think you should guys should swop and you fuck Chuck while I fuck Robbie.” I withdrew my slimy dick from Brad and turned around, pulling down the back of my swimsuit suit and Brad moved in from behind. “Oh fuck yeah, Chuck, I’m not going to even ask for a condom because I am going to bareback your ass. But you’re still tight, unlike me. You will need some lube” He grabbed the lube, squirted some on his hand, slicked up his cock and then slowly eased it into my asshole. It slid in and up my passage much easier than all the sheathed dick’s I had taken before. “Your hole is so fucking tight. Feels really good.” Brad was obviously enjoying fucking my hungry ass while I was enjoying the incredible feeling of a huge bare dick in it. Brad was fucking me with long slow strokes and taking his time fucking. Brent was so turned on that he came almost immediately and dumped his load deep in Robbie’s gut. After a few seconds he pulled out leaving a dribble of cum oozing out of Robbie’s hole. Brad was still fucking me but that did not stop Robbie and he slid his drooling dick into Brad. Getting a cock up his ass while thrusting his dick into my hole was too much for Brad and he came almost instantly. “Oh, Fuck Yeah. Bare dick up my ass. Gonna cum. Gonna shoot my hot cum up your butt. Oh yeah FUCK! My load up your hungry hole” Brad made no attempt to pull out and thrust in balls deep. He was so turned on that he started shuddering with pleasure and it took a few moments before he could stop. I felt Brad’s dick swell as he started cumming and then each twitch as it fired six or seven massive squirts of cum deep in my rectum, and felt each hot blast as it coated my insides. Robbie pulled out of Brad, who pulled out of my hole and turned around to face his brother who immediately went down on his slick and slimy cock and started sucking off the cum and ass juices. That left my gaping cum streaked asshole for Robbie. “Fuck Brad. You must have squirted gallons of cum. Chuck’s ass looks nice and sloppy and pre-lubed with lots of cum”. Robbie was obviously not intending to use a condom either. I shrugged. I was going to say something but Brent spoke first. “I guess you know by now that we only fuck raw, so get ready to take Robbie’s load. Now you’ll get to feel all his hot cum inside you mixed with Brad’s. Don’t worry, dude…Its ok!” Well, if that’s the way they wanted to play, I was OK with that. “Fuck Yeah,” I answered. “I was not going to ask him to wear a condom. I was going to ask him to bareback my butt. I want him to shoot all his load deep in my gut. After feeling Brad shoot his load up my ass a few moments ago I want to feel it again. I want his fat dick sliding up my chute lubed up with Brad’s cum. And then when you get your second wind I want you give me a third load.” Robbie stood behind me and pushed his dick in slowly and then started fucking with long slow strokes. Brent stuck his head between our legs and started licking Robbie’s balls. Within a few seconds he had progressed to licking the slimy dick plunging in and out of my stretched hole. The combination of my cum slick hole and Brent’s hot tongue on his shaft was enough to bring Robbie to climax. “Uh Uhh Uhhhhhhhh!. Fuck Fuck Yeah! Filling your ass with my love juice. Uhhhh Unh”. Robbie continued to grunt and groan as he squirted his load into my hungry hole. Since we had all cum it and would be a little while before we could go another round. We started getting dressed getting ready to leave the restroom and the beach. As the afternoon had progressed the sun had sunk to the point that the restroom interior was now lit up by a slanting ray of sunlight streaming in through the entrance and had I finally got to see their tattoos clearly. Neat little biohazards on the left-hand side of their crotches. I felt relieved. “Hey Brent, I noticed that you guys have all got the same tattoos. I could not make them out but they looked the same. What are they?” A total lie of course, as I knew EXACTLY what they meant. Brent looked at me with a wicked grin. “Oh, that? We are all members of an exclusive club.” Yeah, Poz fuckers, I thought. “And what is that?” I asked innocently. Now all three of them looked a little awkward. They had just barebacked me even though I had asked for condoms. Robbie was the first to speak. “We’ll, uh, since we are gay guys who love getting barebacked, we will probably get pozzed at some stage, so we just got the tattoos, so that poz guys wouldn’t feel guilty loading us up.” I did my best to look horrified. “You guys are poz?” Brad responded, “No, not yet. Actually, I don’t think any of us has been fucked by a known poz guy.” Under the bizarre circumstances of neg guys with biohazard tattoos I did the only thing I could do. I burst out laughing. Now the three of them looked at me as if I had gone crazy. I looked straight at Brad. “Brad, do you know why I tried to use a condom when I fucked you?” Their faces suddenly changed and got serious. I continued, “Because I did not want to poz you.” There, someone had said it. “When you insisted on getting fucked bareback I decided that it was your choice.” I could just imagine the confusion in their minds: Since I had just claimed that I had never barebacked, how could I be poz? How could I have known they were neg despite their tattoos? Time to tell them a little story; “Did you guys notice the large scar on my abdomen? About five years ago I was on a Safari in Africa with my parents. We were in a car accident and I ended up in intensive care and got several blood transfusions. It seems like they don’t test blood there as thoroughly as in the states. Not as exciting a story as getting lots of hot bareback sex. Anyway, I have been attending the clinic on campus and about a week ago I saw you guys leaving and I overheard Robbie say something to the effect that you were all surprised that you were all still neg after all the unprotected sex you have been having.” The three of them just stared at me. Finally, Brad spoke. “You’re on meds, right? Undetectable? Low risk of infecting us?” I just smiled without saying anything. And Brad just stared at me for what seemed like a very long time. “Not on meds?” I nodded in agreement. “FUCK YEAH” all three said in unison. Robbie asked. “Viral load, is it high?” I nodded again. Brent lunged forward and gave me a deep sloppy kiss before drawing back a few inches from my face. “Our first known poz fucker! Well, then you are going to have to fuck us again and again this weekend.”

Part 11; Not surprisingly my newly charged up twink was being fucked. Still restrained. Still blindfolded. I said to the guy fucking him to hurry up as he was my boy and he was going home now. The guy quickened his pace, grunted, and dropped his load. 'Thanks for the use of your sexy boy. Nice sign on his chest man. A chance I have given him something else for his collection'. An ominous statement from a stranger who quickly disappeared. I took my boys blindfold off, and the restraints. 'Hey son, have a good time?' 'Yes Daddy. Can we please go to the bar for a soft drink. I need a rest'. 'Well, I was going to get you to go and feed the dogs at home, I forgot. You can rest there. But Daddy wants to stay here for a bit longer'. 'OK. By the way, I lost count but it was definitely at least 14 loads I took' 'Good boy. Well done. So that is 17 in total at least, with the 3 from the steam room' How many of those 17 loads were toxic, I wondered. We would never know! We went to the lockers where my boy got dressed, we kissed goodbye, and he left. I eagerly made my way back to the spa pool. Along with a few others the guy with the crix belly was between my new twinks legs. He kept on putting his hand towards his hole, each time my new twink kept on pushing his hand away .... 'Please stop'. I let out an almighty ... 'OI'. The crix belly guy looked at me. I gave him a stern look, and nodded for him to back away. 'C'mon, grab your towel son'. I hired us out a private booth so we could have some proper privacy, and in we went, door locked behind us! I stood and looked at his perfect sweet body, and before I knew it he fell to his knees in front of me, looked up at me, and said... 'I love the fact you just called me son, Dad', and without hesitation grabbed the base of my shaft, pulled my foreskin back, and flicked over my bell end. I was HARD in an instant! I looked down at him as he happily got to work serving me. I could not help but notice his pert ASS arched out. I could not resist the invitation! I leaned over, licked my middle finger and slipped it back in like I had earlier. He moaned as I wiggled my digit around. I could not wait any longer to give his ASS proper attention. I threw him onto his back and got to work fingering and rimming his sweet hairless tight pink cunt. I ate him out for ages, until he started to plead with me to Fuck him. He knew I was poz, and highly infectious, BUT, we had not had the proper discussion I like to have, so, I grabbed a rubber, lubed up, and slid in, rather easily I might add. 'You're tight, but you took that very easily'. 'I know Dad. After we met this afternoon at the clinic, I went home and I played with my toys for hours, fantasizing about you Fucking me'. 'You dirty boy' I fucked him for a while with me laying behind him, his upper leg in the air, his torso slightly turned towards me. I could certainly tell the difference fucking with a rubber, but still, a Hot Fuck! He was groaning very loudly as I Fucked his cunt that had never had a bare Dick inside it, ever. I withdrew, positioned myself in front of him, inserted my index and middle fingers, located his prostate, and circled, applying different strengths of pressure. I ordered him to put his hands above his head, and by no means was he allowed to touch himself, anywhere. I worked his prostate for a good half hour, by which time he was leaking pre cum like some insane water fountain, and was screaming the fucking place down. Taking my fingers out I scooped up his pre cum, and re-lubed my rubbered Dick, placing it at the entrance to his cunt, touching. He leaned up and pulled the condom off, my Bare Dick still somehow touching his cunt flesh... 'What are you doing?' I quizzed. 'I cannot stand it anymore not knowing what a Bare Dick feels like, and avoiding the kind of dark real intimate sex, and kind of men that I have secretly craved yet avoided all these years'. He pulled my hips which forced the tip of my Dick to enter his tight, wet, warm, silky cunt! I held that position as we simply stared intensely into each others eyes. 'I have also craved and yearned for years the life changing consequences' I slid in balls deep. Fuck, he felt GREAT! 'OMG yes, OMG yes, OMG Fuck yes, that feels so different to a condom. This feels so natural ... Fuck me Dad'. 'NO'. ... I pulled out. 'Let's go for a drink, and a serious chat'. Whilst I was at the bar he began to message his new Boyfriend on WhatsApp. I brought our drinks over, at which point he apologized in advance for not speaking to me for a bit, as he was now having an important chat. I guessed it must be with his new Boyfriend. What the fuck was being said. He was typing like a maniac in between drinking his drink, and his phone was practically on fire with incoming messages. As this went on he had finished guzzling what was his third double Vodka and coke, so, I got in another. He scrolled to the beginning of this message frenzy, and handed me his phone. 'Can you please read that Dad. It will give you a deeper understanding of me' 'OK, son'. ******************************************** What did it say? ....

Part 12 - Trouble At Work Fabian persuaded Jake to stay until the following weekend. He had gone back to work on Tuesday, life just carried on as normal during the day. His boss was giving him a bit of grief as usual, Dave his supervisor and Joe who sat next to him attempted to field him off. Jake already had concluded that his boss figured out he was gay and was very uncomfortable when he was around. At the end of the day, he turned off his PC and headed outside the building. His sight was caught by the striking figure waiting by a car, he turned and saw Jean-Paul or JP as the others called him. He nodded and opened the passenger door, Jake walked over and as he got near he told him that Fabian had sent him to bring him home. Jake smiled and got in, unaware his work colleagues were standing on the pavement watching. That evening they had a cosy dinner just the three of them. Marco went to his rooms and Jake with Fabian, it was not long before they were engaged in yet more steamy passionate sex, leading to Jake taking more of Fabian's seed. In the morning Marco would come and drag Jake out of bed down to the gym and then the pool. JP turned up to take Jake to work, he told Fabian there was no need for JP to take him to work. Fabian would have none of it and told him that it is the least he could do for him. Struggling to keep going at work from all the exercise and sex, his eyes got heavy and he nodded off by 11am. His head hit the computer screen with a crash, Jake woke with a startled look on his face as Dave and Joe sniggered poking him in the sides. The manager came rushing out having been keeping an eye on Jake, he took one look at Jake and asked if he was ill. Jake protested and said he felt fine and just over did it at the gym. He was warned if he did it again he would get fired. His colleagues came to his defence again. For two straight guys they were good friends to have at work. Jake had never been in this situation, and frankly he could do without it. He sent a text to Fabian asking for advice. Fabian responded after 5 minutes "Walk out, JP will pick you up.". His manager noticed that he was now texting and came out of his office again and made a beeline to Jake. He words sharp and to the point reminding him he gets paid to work not send personal texts. Jake stood up from his desk picked his bag up and told his manager to keep his job and money and that he will not take crap from him. Gasps around the office as Jake threw his building pass at his manager and walked towards the elevator. He felt elated that he finally had the confidence to do this. He noticed several of the screens flickering and blue screens started appearing on every terminal. His manager shouted oh my god we have been hacked, suddenly the number of support calls in the queue hit 70 as every department in the building was being hit. His manager ran to over and grabbed Jake as he reached the elevators. "Jake get back to your desk and help your colleagues. Please." "Was that a I am sorry Jake for being so rude and disrespecting you?" "Please Jake." "I didn't hear you apologise." "I am sorry I didn't mean to be disrespect you." "Thank you, it means nothing coming from you though, good bye." He stepped in and pressed the ground floor button and watched his face as the doors closed. JP was waiting outside with Marco, he confidently strode over to the limousine, Dave and Joe came running over towards Jake. Dave spoke quickly to Jake. "You fired us up Jake, we realised we didn't have to take his crap so we walked." "I am sorry guys I didn't mean for this to happen." "Not your fault, it is bedlam in there at the moment. Anyway we have both been looking for other jobs." "What will you do now though?" "Something will come up." "Listen, let me have a word with a friend of mine see if he can do anything for you, but I can't promise anything." "Thanks Jake. Oh and by the way, we have known for some time that your gay, just waiting for you tell us proper like." They both gave Jake their mobile numbers and out of character Dave gave Jake a hug followed by Joe. Marco walked over and Jake turned gaving him a kiss in the middle of the street, said goodbye to his colleagues and got in the limo. "Fabian insists you stay the rest of the week. Was it mayhem up there?" "Why, what are you not telling me?" "Hmmm, well Fabian told Paul about your text so Paul sent your boss a little present to keep him busy." "No way!, I thought I had done something." "No one messes with family Jake, do you need to collect anything from your flat, we can stop on the way?" "Yes please, I just need some clean clothes." The rest of the week followed a very similar pattern of sex and sleeping with Fabian, gym, pool and food. He was loving spending time getting to know Marco, he became to realise that why he was Fabian's butler , he in face only did the nicer things for him. They had plenty of time together working out and swimming when Fabian was taking care of his business interests.

Part 10; The cute twink from the clinic and I then commenced a flowing chat. He informed me he had gone for a full screen today as he had been seeing a guy for a few months, and that they wanted to ditch the use of condoms as they were going down the route of exclusivity. He soon opened up to me saying that at the clinic earlier he felt himself extremely attracted to me, and felt an unspoken connection of a dark depraved trust. I told him he could tell me anything. He said that even though he was 24 years old, and had been a sexually active bottom for the past 5 years, and had a few relationships, he had never had sex without a condom. A bareback virgin! My Dick twitched! I said he was welcome to join me at the sauna-bar and chat more. He said he would like to but couldn't afford the entry fee, or buy any drinks. I said I would take care of all of that for him. He thanked me and said he'd like that, and that he would be about 1 hour. 45 minutes later he messaged me saying he was outside. I said for him to come and wait by reception. I fetched him, paying his fee, where he was given the usual locker key, and towel. 'What are these for' he innocently enquired. 'Just in case you would like to use the facilities. C'mon cutie, let's go for those drinks I promised you'. His tipple was double vodka and coke. We spoke about him, and me also. I told him that the twink I was with earlier was the one being tested, and that I had been infected for a few decades... 'But you are on medication for it?' 'I used to be. But not for at least a year now, and according to my last test I am now extremely infectious'. We chatted further, and after finishing his second drink I suggested we chill out in the spa pool. I took him to his allocated locker, and said he had to strip, secure his belongings in the locker, and shower before he could use any of the facilities. Arriving at the shower area he hung up his towel, to reveal a completely hairless swimmers build body (he even had no pubes). I immediately joined him and started to rub shower gel onto his chest, belly, and arms... 'So what is with the lack of hair?' 'Two reasons; I feel it keeps me cleaner, and I love swimming, and I swim better minus any hair'. I continued soaping his body as the water cascaded over his firm flesh. I knelt between his thighs and soaped his legs and ASS cheeks, both in great shape. I couldn't resist taking a peek at what I love the most, so I done what had to be done, I parted his hairless cheeks to reveal a tight pink hairless cunt! Fuck ... My Dick instantly became rock solid!! I stood up and got some more shower gel into my hands, stood facing him I looked him right into his eyes and kneaded his ASS cheeks, then sneakily slid my finger over his hole, rubbing in quick motion. He quietly moaned. I slid my middle finger inside and wiggled it. Another moan but this time much more audible. 'C'mon, let's dry up and go to the spa pool'. We dried, put our towels around our waists, and started our way there. 'I feel a bit guilty'. 'Why?' 'I have just gone into a relationship, and you just touched my hole, which I really enjoyed. I also saw your hard Dick at the showers and I had a huge desire to suck it... ... Plus, from the moment we met earlier you have been tapping into my inner darkness'. We gave each other a knowing smile. 'Listen, you don't have to do anything you don't want to. And you are free to leave at any time'. 'Thanks. I like you'. Arriving at the spa pool I told him to make himself comfy, and I'd be back in a short while. I headed the way of my newly charged up twink. ******************************************** For each 'Part' that you like do feel free to 'upvote' or 'like'. This inspires me to GIVE More!

Part 66 - Cum Again? It was a nice spring day but Steven was trapped in a lecture hall. Two hundred of his closest classmates listening and typing or scribbling down notes of a boring economics lecture. He felt his phone vibrate and a few minutes more he got the reminder. Ryan knew his schedule so unless it was an emergency knew not to disturb him. A few more minutes and his phone vibrated again. “Shit!” he said to himself. As discreetly as he could, he pulled his phone out of his pocket and saw the notifications. Two messages from Mr. Snyder. “Double shit!” he said silently. He opened the messages and read: 2:37: I need your services tonight. 7pm. 2:41: You have the night off from the restaurant “Oh fuck. What is happening now?” Steven thought. It had been five days since his last meeting with Mr. Snyder and his boy, but it was a Monday night and the restaurant would be slow. He typed out “ok. where do I meet driver?” A few seconds later he got a response - “In front of your apartment.” Steven had never said where he had lived and the two previous times he had gone to Mr. Snyder’s house he was picked up in front of the restaurant. Obviously Mr. Snyder knew more about Steven than he thought. He finished the class and then texted Ryan and told him about the messages. “Steven, he has a lot of contacts around town. He probably knows everything about you. He even knew you were mostly a top, since he wanted you to fuck him at the first meeting” Ryan said when they met up at the apartment. Steven had confided in Ryan about the two meetings and what happened at both. Mr. Snyder had told him not to tell anyone about it, but Steven trusted his boyfriend completely and Ryan had promised not to tell anyone else. Ryan got ready for work and walked over to the restaurant alone, something he hadn’t done in a while. He felt lonely without Steven by his side, but he hoped that Steven would be all over him later when they got home. Ryan walked into he restaurant and clocked in. The manager walked up and said “Your buddy has some pretty powerful friends. I let him off tonight, but if he continues to be called away, he won’t be working here much longer. You will be working both yours and his jobs tonight.” Ryan nodded and replied “OK, I will let him know. I don’t think it was his choice, though.” It was a double punch, since Ryan had to do twice as many tables and the other wait staff was pissed at him since he was getting twice the tips. They would be no help to him at all. Steven showered, cleaned out and was dressed by 6:45pm. He popped a little blue pill and waited nervously before he walked downstairs a few minutes before 7pm. He waited only a few seconds and the familiar big silver SUV pulled up. The driver opened the door for him and he got inside. When he got to Mr. Snyder’s house, he walked up to the front door and wondered who would greet him this time - Mr. Snyder or Will or maybe someone else. He rang the bell and a few seconds later, Mr. Snyder opened the door. “Welcome, boy. I am glad you came tonight. Follow me” Mr. Snyder said. Steven followed him through the hall to the doorway that he went through the previous time. They went down the stairs and hallway to the same room. Steven followed him in and found Will on the cross, his hands and ankles locked down. He saw four lashes on his back, each having drawn blood at some point but were starting to scab over. “We had an issue after our last session. I would have preferred you to have kept your secret hidden, but Will here is quite observant” Mr. Snyder said. “He unfortunately told a few of the other boys and two of them left. I guess my benevolence and promise to care for them was not enough. The others, while scared, are willing to follow through.” Steven nodded, realizing that Mr. Snyder knew of his status before their first meeting. “As you can see, I had to punish Will for his indiscretion. As I warned you, I will not tolerate anyone talking about our meetings to others. Now, I want you to give me one more dose of your demon seed” Mr. Snyder said as he removed his robe and climbed on the fuck bench. Steven’s mouth was dry at the sight of Will. With the comment from Mr. Snyder, he realized that his services would probably not be needed after that night. He took his clothes off and approached Mr. Snyder. There was a small bottle of lube under the bench and he picked it up and applied some to his stiffening cock. He dripped some onto Mr. Snyder’s hole and worked it in with two fingers. He grabbed the elder’s hips and rested the tip of his cock on the hole. Looking down, he saw a large rash on Mr. Snyder’s back and he was sweating already. He reached forward and put his hands around the sides of Mr. Snyder’s neck and felt the swollen glands. Steven smiled and slammed his now hard cock into Mr. Snyder’s pussy. He heard a loud grunt but ignored it. Mr. Snyder may be rich and powerful, but Steven knew he now owned his ass. It was his bug that would now haunt Mr. Snyder forever. The grin on his face was large and getting larger, just as the thrusts got longer and harder. He could feel Mr. Snyder trying to slide away from the assault Steven was making on his ass, but Steven pulled him back on his outward strokes. Their bodies slapped together and he almost wished that Will could watch him pound his master’s hole. Steven couldn’t remember his cock leaking as much as it was now and soon it almost sounded like he was fucking a cum filled hole. He moved his hips around, forcing his cock to jab into different parts of Mr. Snyder’s chute. He could see Mr. Snyder’s back covered in sweat and his chest heave from Steven’s onslaught. He pulled out and shoved three fingers in, twisting them around roughly and gouging his fingernails in. After a half dozen twists he drove his cock back in and hammered away until he could feel the load start to rise. He ended with three slow slams into the abused pussy and then the shots of toxic seed invaded Mr. Snyder’s ass once again. Each throb of his cock added another dose of his virus, making sure that Mr. Snyder would never shoot another neg load. Steven leaned over his back, feeling the fevered skin against his own and whispered “Welcome to the club.” He unceremoniously pulled his cock out of Mr. Snyder’s pussy and looked for a rag. He heard the gasps and wheezing from Mr. Snyder followed by a raspy cough. “Thank you Steven for your gift. I would like you to rest a moment and then give Will as many loads as you can muster.” Steven chuckled and let the cum drip off his cock on to the floor. He rested about ten minutes, looking back and forth between Will and his master. It was an uncomfortable silence, but they really had nothing to talk about. He walked over and looked Will over. The skin was broken where the leather had slammed against his skin and the red abrasion was at least two inches wide on each of the four wounds. He wondered if the resulting scar would ever fully heal on the boy’s formerly unblemished skin. His hand hovered over the marks and he could feel the heat emanating from them. It wasn’t as hot as Mr. Snyder’s skin currently was, but he knew it was a matter of time until Will would experience the flu too. He leaned in to Will and whispered “You’ll be poz soon, just like me. Don’t fear it. Enjoy your new found power and freedom.” He pressed his cock between the butt cheeks and pushed in. He felt Will relax his hole and his cum covered fuck stick slid into the tight hole. He tried not to touch his chest against Will’s back to spare him further agony, so he put his hands on his shoulders and started to rock his hips. He could hear Will whimper and sob as his cock drove in and out of his boi hole. In only a few minutes, he was pounding away, his body bouncing off the firm butt. Steven leaned in and whispered “Tell me what you want.” He heard a couple more sobs and then a mumble. “What? I couldn’t hear that” Steven said back quietly. “Poz me with your cum” Will whimpered. Steven fucked a little harder but hearing the words from Will was enough to trigger his orgasm. Steven pushed in deep and then felt his cock pulse as the infected jizz flooded Will’s abused cunt. He stood there as the shots faded and left his hard dick-pill enhanced cock inside. It kept the cum from escaping and Steven loved the feeling of Will’s hole wrapped around his stiff cock. He rested there, the heavy breaths on Will’s neck soon tempered back to normal and the body contact seemed to have soothed Will down. The sobs were gone and there were just slow, deliberate breaths. He knew that Mr. Snyder’s eyes were watching every move he made, but he really didn’t care. This was about his enjoyment as much as it was about Mr. Snyder’s desire to watch his sub get pozzed. Steven started to rock his hips again and he heard Will gasp. He figured he would be able to dump one more load into Will. It wouldn’t be a large load, but one more couldn’t hurt. As he got into a full stroke fuck, he heard Will moan instead of whimper. He fucked faster and then slower, slow and hard and then slow and gentle but he could only last so long. He hammered away for a few minutes and just as he thought he was going to shoot, he felt Will’s hole spasm around his cock. He knew that Will was shooting one of his last neg loads hands free with a toxic poz cock about to breed him again. Steven swore that the cum was being sucked out of his balls by Will’s orgasm. There were four or five spurts of charged seed that shot into Will, but that was all his body had at the moment. Part of him wished he could stay for several more hours and add a few more loads to Will's cunt, but realized that he was better off ending this now. Steven pulled out after both of them recovered and spotted a butt plug next to the cross. He pushed it into the throbbing hole, sealing in all of his juices to soak in and become part of Will. He walked over and presented his cum covered cock to Mr. Snyder who was still laying on the bench and he half heartedly started to lick it clean. Steven put his hand on his head and pushed in deeper and then started to fuck his face. After a few minutes, Steven was satisfied that his cock was clean enough and pulled out. “Thank you sir. It has been a pleasure and I hope you got everything you wanted” Steven said as he started to put his clothes on. “Thank you Steven. The driver will have your payment” Mr. Snyder replied. Steven found his way out and walked up to the SUV. He figured this would be the last time and he was both glad it was over and sad that the easy money was no longer his for the taking. He climbed in back and the driver closed the door. They drove back to Steven’s apartment and he grabbed the envelope off the seat. The door opened and Steven got out. “I hope you enjoyed your night, sir” said the driver and he walked into the apartment building. Ryan was flying from table to table to kitchen to bar to table. He had only gotten through half of his shift and was exhausted. He seemed to have a couple minutes to get a drink and rest a moment. He gulped down three glasses of water and was still thirsty. One of the busboys came up and said to him quietly “You look really hot when you’re sweaty.” Ryan did a double take and looked back at the guy. He never had thought the guy was gay and he had worked with him for two years. He smiled back at the guy and said “I prefer to sweat from other activities than this.” He heard the bell ding indicating another order was ready and he assumed it was probably one of his, so his break was over and he headed back to the kitchen. The second half of his shift was a little slower and when the last table left he slumped into a chair. “Still got work to do, Ryan” the manager said. His brief break over, he finished up his duties and finally walked out the back door. Leaning next to a car was the busboy from earlier. Ryan was tired and the last thing on his mind right now was fucking a bi-curious busboy. The guy motioned him over and handed him a lit joint. Ryan took a hit and passed it back. “You want to show me your favorite way to sweat?” the guy asked Ryan. “Lenny, I doubt you could take it. Have you ever been fucked by a guy? I thought you were straight” Ryan replied. “Yeah I have. I don’t limit myself to chicks or guys. I like both. You haven’t seen me checking you out the past couple years? I’m hurt” Lenny said with a chuckle. “Why tonight? Cant you see I’m beat?” Ryan asked. “Well, your friend Steven wasn’t here tonight, so I thought I might have a chance. All ya gotta do is bend over, drop your pants and let me do all the work” Lenny said. “You’re fuckin’ nuts. The only guy that fucks me is Steven. With any other guy, I’m the top” Ryan said. “Uh… I guess, for you, I would take it. I’ve wanted to fuck with you a long time” Lenny answered. Ryan sighed. He figured that Steven had been fucking all night long and would probably not want to fool around when he got home. He looked at Lenny and his puppy dog eyes and said “Ok, where. We gotta make it a quickie though.” Lenny’s eyes lit up and he motioned for Ryan to follow him. Ryan followed him to the back of the parking lot next to a shed and Lenny unbuttoned his pants. “Where? Here? Uh… I dunno” said Ryan. Lenny pushed his pants and underwear down and bent over the trunk of a car. “Here. You just gotta be quiet” he said. Ryan rolled his eyes and then looked at the hot ass bent over just begging to be fucked. “You got a condom?” Ryan asked. “No, man. I fuck bare. I won’t get pregnant, I promise” Lenny said. Ryan laughed and shook his head. “You may get pregnant if I breed you” Ryan thought to himself. Ryan’s cock had sprung to life as soon as he saw how eager Lenny was to get fucked. He pulled his cock out and stroked it completely hard. He spit down on the shaft and rubbed it in and then moved behind Lenny. He pulled his ass apart and spit on the hole. He figured Lenny probably wasn’t prepared to get fucked and this wasn’t going to be the cleanest of fucks. Rather than get some shit on his fingers, let his cock push the spit inside. He dropped two gobs on the hole and worked it just inside with the tip of his cock. He added two more and then pressed in. “Breathe deep and relax, Lenny” Ryan whispered. He nudged his cock over and over until he felt the hole start to open. He rocked a little harder and felt the head pop inside. “Oh, fuck” Lenny said wearily. Ryan knew that Lenny’s hole was tight and he was really gonna feel this fuck for a day or two. Ryan pumped his cock in a few times, pulled out and added more spit. Ryan pushed his cock back inside and began to work it in deeper. He could tell Lenny was in pain, but he wanted to fuck, cum and get out of there before they got caught. The strokes got longer and with a hard shove, felt his pubes against Lenny’s ass. “Fuck!” Lenny quietly yelled out. “Shhh” Ryan said, holding his cock deep in Lenny’s cunt. After a minute, he really started fucking Lenny. It was gentle for the first minute, but Ryan was giving almost all seven inches of his cut cock and he got harder with each stroke. He was trying not to slam into Lenny’s ass for fear of the noise, but other than that is was full strokes. The risk of getting caught had excited Ryan more than he thought it would. It had been less than ten minutes since his cock first got inside Lenny, but Ryan needed to cum. He fought it off for another minute, but then shoved all the way in and felt his cum shoot with an intensity that he hadn’t had in a while. Gobs of diseased cream plastered the walls of Lenny’s colon and when the shots subsided, Ryan fucked his cock a few more times to make sure every surface was covered. He pulled his cock out and saw Lenny still leaning over the car, panting. There was a large blob of cum on the ground where Lenny had shot his own load sometime during the fuck. Ryan laughed and pulled up his underwear and let it soak up the cum on his cock. He zipped his pants and said “Thanks dude. Let me know if its a boy or girl” and walked towards the apartment.

I know it's bad form to cruise online when you are waiting for test results, but I guess that's the kind of whore I am. Besides, I was bored and nervous and needed to kill some time, so naturally I found myself on Scruff. Interestingly, there was this hot Latino guy who showed-up as nearby. Quite nearby, in fact. Less than 250 feet away. So I started a chat with him. Me: Wow! woof, you're cute Him: Thanks! you too. Me: Can I see your locked pics? Him: *unlocks* I look at his pics. His cock was uncut, about eight inches, and had a wicked down-curve. Me: Holy. Fuck. Nice cock! I know JUST where to put that! Him: It looks like you are close by. You at the clinic? Me: Yeah, I'm waiting for HIV test results. It's that time Him: Cool. glad you are getting tested. I'm a counselor here. Me: It must be hard to deliver the news and stuff Him: It's ok. It's important to be informed Me: Yeah, I guess it is. Actually, I can't believe I'm actually cruising while waiting for my results Him: It's understandable. We can't stop being sexual just because of HIV Me: Is it sick that I'm totally horny and want your cock right now? Him: Is it sick that I'm an HIV counselor and I want to fuck your ass right now? Just then the nurse came in and I had to put my phone away. She very perfunctorily informed me that I was negative, but would need to be tested again in six months due to recent sexual activity, adding that she would take me to the counselor to chat briefly about safe sex. With that she led me down the hallway to a private office where she introduced me to Michael. Michael, of course, was the counselor with whom I had just been chatting on Scruff! Oh, and Michael was HOT. He was probably about six inches shorter than me, had a slight, muscular build, but damn did he get the Enrique Eglesias looks! Plus he had a beautiful smile complete with dimples! I walked in and sat down as Michael closed the door. He shook my hand warmly and told me it was nice to meet me. We talked about my recent negative result and the fact that I could still be positive if the antibodies hadn't yet developed. We also talked about having safer sex and other diseases. Blah blah blah. Honestly, the standard preventive fare. When I got up to go we shook hands again and he said, "I get off in an hour... and would like to get off after that." What a line! He then rubbed his crotch suggestively while giving me an inviting smile. I grabbed one of his post-it notes and scribbled down my address and phone number, handing the slip of paper to him saying "I'm heading home right now and will be ready. And waiting." Sure enough he showed-up about an hour later, and I buzzed him up. Once in the apartment he wasted no time taking control by pushing me against the wall and making out. Then he broke off the kiss saying "Let's get naked. I don't have tons of time. I've gotta get home to my partner." "You have a partner?" "Yeah, does it matter?" "Well, no, not to me, but does he know?" "No, he thinks I'm a good boy, but I need sex. Lots and lots of sex." "Yeah, I believe you," I replied. Although his frankness was slightly unnerving, I was nevertheless turned on by the thought of his big cock fucking me, so I led him to my bedroom where we stripped. He pushed me down to my knees and I worked his cock. It wasn't super thick, but it was quite long. And the downward curve added a whole new dimension. Ordinarily I'm not much good at deepthroating, but fuck, Michael's cock was angling in exactly the right way as to slide down my throat, right past my esophagus. It felt incredible, especially as his foreskin provided dome extra smooth motion. After a couple of minutes he withdrew and gestured me up onto the bed, asking "You ready to get fucked? Where's your lube?" "In there," I replied, pointing to the night table, but adding "Umm, what about a condom?" "Do you really want to use one?" "Well, we just spent 15 minutes talking about safe sex, didn't we?" "Yeah, but bareback feels so much better, doesn't it?" "But you're an HIV counselor!" "So?" "And I just got tested AT YOUR CLINIC!" "And you were there getting tested because you are no angel, right? I bet you have been taking bare cock and enjoyed it but had a little scare which made you go get tested. Right?" "Umm...." "Okay, so some guys really get off on taking raw cock. I get that. I can't stop that. I can educate, but it really isn't going to change behavior. I mean, look at me? I know the risks and everything, and yet I love bareback sex." As he made these remarks he rubbed his cock head up and down my ass crack, teasing my ass lips. "You want me to bareback you, don't you?" he then asked, adding "It's okay to say 'yes'." "Yeah, kinda...." "So pass me the lube." "Are you neg?" "Nope, I'm poz." "Whoa, time out. You're poz and you want to bareback me?" Michael leans back from me and looks at me for a minute. He strokes his cock slowly, seductively, and doesn't say anything. Just stares at me. "Hell, yeah. Yeah, I do. I want to fuck that bubble butt of yours and leave my seed deep inside it. I want you to feel the throb of my cock as I cum inside you. I want to leave my DNA in your hole." "Maybe we shouldn't....." "Look. We both know you're taking raw cock. You've probably taken poz loads before, without even knowing. And I can see that you aren't turned off by the idea, because your cock is rock hard and drooling precum. You might as well just give in to your desires and let me give you a good fuck." "I'm just nervous...." "How about I warn you before I cum, and I can pull out if you want me to." "Um...." Then my body made its decision. I rolled over and got on all fours again, took a hit of poppers as he lubed his cock. And before I knew it, Michael was sheathing his eight-incher inside my ass. It was obvious that Michael had had a LOT of practice at fucking. He slowly, methodically fucked his whole dick into me from tip to hilt. Agonizingly slowly and pushing up inside my second ring. And the down curve was creating new sensations inside me. It was heaven! He picked up tempo and really started throwing all the meat to me. Hard. His curve kept popping up inside my colon, making me wince in pain every single thrust. He didn't care though. He told me to take it - to take his raw cock in my neg ass. "You know, I knew you were a cock pig if only 'cause you were on Scruff at the fucking clinic. I had a strong suspicion my cock would end-up being buried in your ass," Michael remarked. I chuckled in reply. Eventually his breath quickened and he told me he was getting close. I was actually getting close myself, because his cock was stroking the hell out of my prostate. I just moaned as he thrust away. "I'm gonna cum, man! Where you want it?" Michael asked. "Just keep fucking me!" "You fucking PIG! Here it cums! Gonna knock up this neg hole!!" "DO IT! Don't stop fucking me!" And then he flooded me. And when I say flooded, I mean FLOODED. I could actually feel the warmth and wetness fill my ass. He kept thrusting wildly and my ass just felt wet beyond anything I'd ever experienced. He was still fucking me hard and it started to run out of my hole and down my balls. I actually came about 15 seconds later, just from his fuck motion. My hole started puckering and grabbing his dick, making him go wild as I shot my load all over my bedspread. He parked his cock in me and waiting politely for my orgasm to subside, before eventually pulling out. As he did so, his curved cock dragged some of his spunk out and a big blob landed on my bed. Which he scooped up and fingered back into my hole. Moments later I came back to my senses and started mildly panicking, blabbering "Oh my god! What did we just do?" "We fucked. I bred you. You came no-handed." "We shouldn't have... I shouldn't have...." "Relax. Breathe. You just took a big step." "A big step to what?" "A big step toward coming to grips with your piggy side. You are a cum pig bottom. And that's ok. Better than ok, actually. It's hot." "I don't know if I want to be a cum pig!" "Dude, I've worked at the clinic for several years. I can spot a bottom pig a mile away. And you, my friend, are a bottom pig. Embrace it.' "No I'm not... I'm ...." "You picked up a partnered poz HIV Counselor at the free clinic, invited him over, and let him breed you," Michael replied with a laugh. "Oh god. I am a pig." "And it turned you on so much you came from it. And thinking about it right now is making you hard again." And it was. Michael had to get home to his husband, but he promised me that this wouldn't be the last time we fucked. And it wasn't. As he left, he said, "Now remember to get tested again in 6 months. We may have more to talk about after that one...."

My question is this: How long, in a general sense will it take for a viral load to rebound after stopping meds? I know everyone is different, so thats why I said in a general sense. The background is that I am switching from Atripla to Biktarvy soon, and I have a bud that has been chasing for years. He asked me to do it, and I agreed. To do so, I am going to take a brief holiday between meds. I have been poz for 5 years, on meds for 3. I have only ever shared the "gift" the same way I got it, via blood slam. That doesnt require much of a vl to be successful, but he wants it the old fashioned way...

I thinks it s because my first fuck was raw and very erotic... I was younger and naive and accept to meet a guy older than me in a cruising park near my home by night... I was scarred but excited... the man waited for me smoking a cigarette, he smiled to me and said to fallow him... he was very muscular and sexy... we walked to the forest and he kissed me with passion , touching my ass... after I was on my knees to suck his nice dick and after he eat my ass very passionate and gived me a lot of poppers ( it was my first time too)... I was in heaven and I feel his dickhead on my hole... I was so hot that I beg it to fuck me... it was raw... passionate and no pain... his dick wet a lot... he cummed in me deeply and I cummmed in same time without touching me... I was so happy ! After I tried with condom but it was really different and painfull so I decided to forget it when I can!

https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/fucking-an-english-lad-35872981 That's a video of me, fucking a cock hungry English boy. His ass was beautiful, a true prime manhole.

yesterday, the last load I received was from a Polish worker redoing the next door apartment. he had seen me coming home from jogging and that I was fascinated by what his body, stocky man in his 50, not very tall but hard body. Once when i got home he waited for me and asked me if I could help him lift something. inside the flat he simply jumped on me, kissed me hard and forced me down and made me blow him. his cock was thick and it was a mlong time since he had gotten any sex. he started fingering my hole, he had some grease he just pushed into me. he asked if he should put on a condom, I said no, he slapped me and called me whore, and then he just started feeding me his cock. it hurt like hell and then he started pumping me full while I was on all 4. all too quickly I felt him tense up, he slapped my head and then I could feel him cumming (anyone who cant is not a real slut)

Hi Bend4. Maybe. Originally, I thought this would be a one-chapter story, but I'm considering having Lyle's butt more heavily used over the summer break as the men scheme to get more poz sperm inside his tight hole before he leaves for college.

Part 9; I took my newly charged up boy to a fancy restaurant. Present number 2. We spoke a lot about his new journey he was now embarking on, and you couldn't escape the feel of hot man sex in the air as he repeatedly with words, his face, and body language described his sense of real freedom. Now for present number 3 ... Sauna time! We both showered, with many guys staring at my boy. Why not, he is HOT. Cute little round ASS, with smooth olive skin, and a slim physique. We dipped into the spa pool, where our conversation was pretty much of that at the restaurant. Of course, people could clearly hear what was being said. Interest in my boy intensified. A skinny guy with a grey balding head, and a crix belly paddled over to my sexy twink, and under the water spread his legs, and stuck two fingers inside my boys cunt. You could see his upper arm motion back and forth as his fingers began the evening of play. Other guys watched on, some sitting, some circling. My boy was definite prey! 'C'mon, let's shower, then go to the steam room'. We were followed to the shower area. As we showered again others from the spa pool were also showering with full on hard-ons as they made no secret their desires for my boy. This animalistic attention soon spread to others around. We made our way to the steam room, followed by the predators. We entered, the others behind closely following. It was packed! My boy and I were facing one another, when I saw an arm push his upper back down, so he naturally bent over, hands holding onto my sides. I heard through the steam; 'Spread your legs'. He obeyed! He let out a yelp of pain as this strange figure immediately began pounding his tight little cunt. Within a few short minutes this stranger grunted as he dumped his load, then left. Two more guys fucked him for a few minutes, both grunting as they unloaded. Three loads already! Were they toxic? Who knows. The joy of complete anonymous sex, you don't know what you are getting! Back to the showers I got my boy to lean on the tiles, facing them, and to spread his legs and arch his ASS out. I got him to push like he would be when trying for a shit. A long string of sperm came out and dangled between his legs. You could tell guys wanted to use him right there and then, but not the done thing in the shower areas. We showered again and went to our lockers. I got my rucksack and took us to a room. From my bag of magic tricks I took out my wrist to ankle restraints and restrained my boy. Then, I blindfolded him. Then, I wrote on his chest; 'Poz Faggot'. 'Make sure you count how many loads you get son, I want to know'. 'Yes Daddy'. Throwing my bag back in the locker I headed to the Sauna-Bar for a few drinks, as my boy was celebrating his new status in style. I kicked back at the bar enjoying my Whiskey. Looking at my phone I saw a new WhatsApp message had come through from a number I didn't recognise. It was the twink from the GUM clinic earlier. He asked if I was the guy that gave him the card earlier. I messaged back confirming.

Part 8; A month had passed, and my boy had been staying with me most nights. Naturally I fucked him, shooting multiple loads inside him most nights. His fuck flu lasted a good few weeks, and now he was feeling much better. The day had arrived for his appointment at the sexual health clinic. I ordered him to douche before we left the house. Having had the finger prick test I sat there holding his hand as we both watched the testing kit come up with a blue dot. 'The test has come up positive' exclaimed the nurse. Without hesitation my boy responded... 'Good'. The nurse look puzzled. They repeated the test, then he had more bloods taken and spoke with a Doctor. We left the consulting room, and went into one of the toilet cubicles. I locked the door, and ordered him to his knees. 'Who is my special little poz pig?' 'I am Daddy ... Thank you for my Gift'. He gave me a huge smile, eyes twinkling. 'Suck me son'. He unzipped me, took out my semi flaccid Dick, and started licking my bell end, and the entire length of my veiny shaft. My Dick grew hard and I slid my Dick inside his mouth. I grabbed behind his head, pulled him in tightly, and rammed to the back of his throat, causing him to choke as I fucked his face with aggression. Pulling out, I admired the beautiful sight before me; lips drooling, eyes watering, and catching his breath. 'Who is my little toxic fuck toy now?' He looked up at me with a vulnerable glance... 'I am Daddy'. I started fucking his throat again, and without warning shot my load down his gob! 'That is your first of 3 congratulations presents. Get up. let's go'. I opened the door to see another cute twink waiting to use the toilet, holding a urine sample bottle. We exchanged intense eye contact and smiles. Without a word spoken I gave him my business card.

Saturday... met a hot guy i had deflowered recently. Did condom to bareback. Biggest load i've ever seen. Fired it on my gaping cunt and cock but still went all over my chest and face too!! Big shooting power. Rubbed at least a cupfull up myself. The next night a horny whore like myself, guy I've been bred by and admired a long time.... wrecked my hole and dumped very deep. Admittedly average load as he had fucked earlier in the day. He's a real raunchy promiscuous vers slut though so hus loads are hot AF.

DAMN I'd be up for that! I'll have to hit you up! For full and thorough initiation into the bareback underground! Letting a virtual stranger (you) decide what TOTAL STRANGERS qualify! The seasoned instinct of a bb-top who can spot others like himself: the hungry, determined look of a promiscuous barebacker, looking for just another random man-hole to breed. A slut-cum-dumpster accepting ANY as well as his raging raging cock and a sack full of anon seed... Spectators welcome!

Part 7; It was now about 4am, and I dropped off pretty quickly. I woke at 8am to the boy thrashing about, moaning in his sleep. He was boiling hot, and soaking wet. His body was well and truly fighting my viral GIFT, at the same time accepting it as it invaded his system, developing into his own strain. I woke him up, got up, changed the towel underneath him, made us both a Lemon & Ginger drink, with some Echinacea drops, and got him some more Paracetamol. Temperature time... 38.8c. 'Daddy, I feel fucking dreadful' 'I know. in a few days I promise you'll be feeling much better, now take your Paracetamol, they'll help a bit' I got a bowl of cold water with ice cubes, and with a flannel kept mopping his face and forehead from the sweat, and keeping it cool. Part of me really felt for him. The other part was incredibly turned on knowing that thanks to me he had a new life growing inside of him. After about an hour he seemed to perk up a little bit. I could see it in his face too. I took his temperature again... 38.1. I told him to get on all 4's, taking out his butt plug. 'When I say 'Push' son, push your pussy out, like you need to go to the toilet' 'OK Daddy' 'Push' Nothing came, just a fart. I held my mug under his cunt, and got him to push again. He again farted, but this time pink cum blobbed out. I kept making him do this until I guess there was a few tablespoons worth of toxic cum sitting at the bottom of my mug. During this time, his phone bleeped with a text message. I ordered him to sit up in bed, and tilt his head back to face the ceiling. I slowly poured the 5 loads down his throat. Of course, with his neck tilted back swallowing was more of a struggle, which accentuated his gulping motion, which in turn gave me a semi erection. 'You got a message on your phone' 'Oh yeah' ... He leaned over to grab his phone, read the message, and without saying a word handed me the phone. The message was from the clinic from a few weeks ago when I made him get tested. It simply read... 'Your test is Negative' ... Fuck, a surge went straight to my Dick and I was now super solid! I turned to him and said... 'Not anymore boy'. I flipped him back on all 4's, commanding him to hold onto the headboard. 'Arch out your ASS boy'. The contrast of that text message, and what was happening inside him sent my inner depravity wild. I drove into him, no lube, no spit, nothing. No slowly building up, just a quick hot fuck, slapping his pert backside. I really dug my grip into his hips as I quickly got close... 'You are a Nasty Fucking Pig' 'Yes Daddy, fuck me with your Poz cum, give it to me' 'Yeah, you are my dirty greedy Poz Pig' 'Breed me Dad. Cum in me, PLEASE'. I grunted, spewing another toxic load deep in his guts! We lay down into spoon position, and I slid back inside, slowly rocking. I rocked us back to sleep, inside his cunt!

Part 5; The twink got to work cleaning up Phil's Dick that was wet with Blood & Cum. After a few minutes he stopped, his posture curling, he started to shake... 'I'm FREEEEEEEEEZING Daddy' I carried him into the bedroom, put a fleece on him, put him in my bed on a towel (for the sweats) cranked up the heating, and put a small butt plug inside him, so he didn't leak Phil's cum. 'Phil, can you keep an eye on the lad? I am going to the shops, I need a few things, plus, I just gave him my last two Paracetamol, and he'll be needing more whilst he stays with me for a few days'. 'Sure'. You know when you go to the shops for a few items, and end up doing the weekly shop, well, that was me. Hence, I was gone for a good hour and a half. Upon my return there was a second motorbike in my driveway. 'Oh god, what is Phil up to?' I thought to myself. He is a deviant! There was no one in the kitchen. I quickly put away the fridge and freezer items and went to my bedroom to see how the little twink was doing. Not there! Checked the living room.... Nope! Bathroom? Nope! Hmmmmm, the Dungeon in the Garage? YES! Two of Phil's biker mates were here, John & Bill. Both Poz, not full blown, yet not on meds, and very much detectable! Not that it really mattered now in regards to initial infection. John was lying on his back on an old mattress that they had put a vinyl play sheet over, with the twink sat on top, impaled on his Dick. Bill was knelt behind, and ALSO inside the boy, fucking him. Phil was watching the action with a cigarette, and a beer. Good job I had just stocked up on Beer then. 'How long has he been out of bed?' 'They got here about an hour after you left, so, I guess 30 minutes give or take'. I had to hand it to Phil, he knew how to live out there! I joined him for a fag, and a Beer too, whilst watching John & Bill fuck and stretch my sero converting twink. Bill took his Dick out, stood up, lifting the twink up with him. John came over, joining us two for a smoke. Bill got the twink lying on his front. Just as well, I think he was too weak to even kneel at this stage. Bill began fucking again, leaning on his forearms, as the boy just lay there motionless, his inner being gradually accepting my DNA, as his flesh was mauled. After some idle chatter we could see Bill's body begin to tense with 'Oh yeah's' ... His forearms gave way so the boy's body of fever took Bill's whole body weight. He started grunting, thrusting each time his Dick unleashed his cum. I walked over, and knelt by my boys face... 'Are you OK sexy?' 'Yes Daddy. I'm just a dirty pig that has wanted this for a very long time. I just hope to feel better very soon'. 'Don't worry sexy, you'll feel much better in a few days time'. John walked over...

Part 4; 'Use some lube Phil mate. Poor boy is feeling fragile'. 'OK. Hey, get one of your large towels Simon, let's give him some comfort'. I came back with a large towel as requested, Phil still fucking away at the twink bent over the table, but now naked, with his AIDS wasted ASS darting in and out! Taking the towel from me he put it on the kitchen floor, put the twink on his back, and recommenced his fucking. 'Fuck, look at this twinks sero converting rash, Fucking Beautiful'. It had slipped my mind that Phil was coming over this evening. Interesting how situations pan out how they are meant to. Phil looked at me, his face contorting like a greedy fuck pig as he pounded the boy. He suddenly flipped him over on all 4's and began to fuck his face. 'Hey, Simon, let's do the toothbrush'. I knew exactly what he meant. I got an old toothbrush from the 'Dungeon' that had already been used for the same purposes, and started to rip up the boys cunt. 'Go on Simon, harder than that, really tear into him'. That comment tore through me and I felt myself get really nasty. I really dug it in hard and deep. Phil took his Dick out of the twinks mouth, and motioned me away. He stuck two fingers in his cunt, pulled them out. They were bloodied. Phil looked at me, gave an evil smirk, and said... 'Fuck YES'. He plunged in deep and started to fuck with no mercy. I knew he wasn't going to last long, so, I positioned myself behind Phil, to watch his AIDS wasted ASS. I wasn't wrong, in a few minutes he started to unleash yet another strain for the boy, and I had a front row seat, watching Phil's perineum twitch each time he squirted a rope of hot Demon seed deep inside. He pulled out, knelt in front of the twink... 'Clean it up' he barked. To all those pups and pigs, squeal and woof as loud as you can for Part 5 ??

I've been in Atlanta for years and even though I dodged the bug for years, I've been poz for a while now. Every time I try to get my life to the vanilla, house and picket fence type shit, my perviness takes over. And I understand. I'm a hung athletic BBC with tattoos. I'm the stereotypical macho fucking black guy that you see and you're like "That guy will fuck some shit up". While it has worked in my favor, it has worked against me sometimes, but I'm really happy. I've had TONs of sexual experiences, with women, men, and TSs. I've been taken care of by older men and women, which has always helped. But my perviness is imprinted into me from years of living in ATL. I've been all over the US and I can honestly say ATL is the home of some of the freakiest people, PERIOD. Especially for lovers of Big Black Cock. So, if you are looking for it here in ATL, I can point you into the right direction. No matter how crazy or raunchy, let me know and I'll try my best to point you in the right direction. Now I'm a verse, meaning I truly flip flop, some days I top, some days I top and bottom. I'll give you honest answers to your questions. Might even meet up with you and organize a gangbang or 2. But I'm telling you, I've seen it ALL in this city. ANd had some hot times. Been to EVERY porn theatre and most ABSs, fucked white girls for free of backpage raw in hotels in Cobb County suburbs to rooftops with tranny prostitues hitting me BB in the ass while I sniff poppers in Midtown. I've been to Trapeze to Flex. Fucked OUTSIDE on the ramp at the CHesire Motor Inn. Did Gangbangs in Insurrection. Pimped out white boys from out of town on Chesire Bridge. You have a question, ask.

I had been drinking way too much the night I met Michael. I recently moved to Baltimore to attend college and be free of the small town I had grown up in and begin to explore my hidden gay side. There was a gay group on campus, which I started attending to meet others like myself. Chris, one of the older students, quickly became a mentor to me. He even managed to help me get a fake ID which allowed me to get into the local gay dance clubs and to buy booze at liquor stores near the University. Chris and I never engaged in sex though, since we were neither one another’s type, I am a twink and he’s more a bear, but that was all cool. He showed me where I could go on campus for some anonymous male on male action. Which consisted mainly of blow jobs, since I was trying to be safe. He also introduced me to the Hippo dance club. The Hippo club was the main gay dance club in Baltimore, and the place to be seen in the community. I tried to date a few people I’d met there, but it never seemed to go very far. I did finally surrender my virginity to a young jock-like guy I met at the Hippo, who worked as a waiter at the gay bar/restaurant across from the club, but I made sure he used protection. We lasted all of a month, before he moved on to another conquest. I hurt at first, but Chris explained here in the big city twinks were a dime a dozen and I should just have fun, until I finally met Mr. Right. So as a result, I followed my mentor’s advice and began just hooking up with guys I had met at Central Station or from the Hippo. Being young, 5’4” and barely a hundred and ten pounds soaking wet, and naturally smooth with a shaggy head of light mousey-brown hair, I found myself popular. I allowed myself to experiment with diverse types of guys, jocks, twinks, professionals, and a couple of daddies, always making sure we used protection. Only once, did I almost have unprotected sex, a lacrosse player from my school started to push in me, when I asked if he was wearing a rubber. He told me no, it was better without one. I made him stop and wrap up, I could tell he wasn’t happy about it, but he did put one on. He made sure to pound the hell out of me, to let me know how unhappy he was wearing one. Afterwards he pushed me naked into the hall of the dorm and tossed my clothes to me telling when I wanted to fuck like a real man to come back and he would breed me like a proper slut. Needless to say, I crossed him off my list of sex partners. One night in October, while I was hanging out with some of my new gay friends at the Hippo, I overheard them debating about going to 1722 after the Hippo. I had overheard a few people talking about 1722 during the couple of months I had been coming to the Hippo, but didn’t know what it was. They informed me 1722 was an afterhours club for people who didn’t want to stop partying after the clubs and bars closed. Discovering I had never been to the club, they decided to take me. 1722 was a BYOB, but they told me if I tipped the bartender I shouldn’t have a problem getting something to drink. Once the Hippo closed for the night, we stopped by Matt’s, a friend from the Hippo who I had slept with once, to get some vodka from his apartment before walking to the club. Since it was an unusually hot fall night I took off my sweaty long-sleeved shirt as we headed towards the club. We shared the liquor, taking swings from bottle in the brown bag. I certainly wasn’t feeling any pain by the time we arrived at the club. A huge bear of man took our cover-charge and let us in. The place looked like a complete dive, but had an amazing sound-system. The dance floor was the first thing you saw, all sorts of people were there. Straights, gays, bisexuals, and trannies all having fun making out and dancing, not a care in the world. My friends led me to the back to drop off their booze and get some mixed drinks. Once we got our drinks we head down to the dance floor. In no time, we’re all dancing up a storm and having a blast. As time went by my friends began to slowly disappear, until I was all alone on the dancefloor having fun. I excused myself from the hot older couple I was dancing with to use the bathroom and get another drink. Dancing is hard, hot work. After pissing, I headed to get another drink. I was standing in line a cute, tall, thin blond smiled at me, before walking over to me and handing me a shot of something dark. I smiled back and tossed the nasty tasting stuff back like the practiced drinker I was becoming. I stepped out of line to thank him when he leaned in asking, “Top or bottom?” “Bottom,” I answered back blushing a little at his direct approach. “Good, let’s go,” he smiled back at me taking my hand and pulling me out the back of the club. Outside I got my first good look at him in the street light of the back-parking lot. He was blond, good-looking, wraith-like, and tall like I like. His skin-tight tee-shirt which didn’t even reach the top of his low-hanging tight jeans, said SPIT ON IT. The long thick bulge snaking down his pants leg told me how much he wanted me. “I have friends back there in the club, they’ll be worried about me,” I said looking back at the back entrance once we were outside and heading around to the front of the building. “I need to let them know where I am. They are my ride back to school.” “The last one left about a half an hour ago with a big daddy type,” he smirked at me, before pushing me against the building and kissing the shit out of me. It was such a hot kiss I didn’t even mind the feel of the hard, gritty, brick wall against my bare, sweaty back. Pulling back from the kiss he said, “I’ve been watching you most of the evening, you’re one sexy lil’ fucker,” he said reaching out to twist, then pinch my nipples. He quickly discovered my sensitive nipples were hard-wired to my six-and-half-inch dick. “Yeah, we’re going to have a lot of fun,” he smirked pulling me away from the brick wall and popped my jeans button open before sliding one of his hands down the back of my jeans and past my underwear to tap my tight hole with one of his long fingers, causing me to moan loudly. He pulled his hand out and smelled his finger. “Oh, we’re definitely gonna have a lot of fun,” he smiled back at me. In my drunken state, I had surrendered myself to this unknown dominate man, who couldn’t be too much older than I was. He pulled out a pack of Marlboro Reds, extracting a fat rolled up cigarette along with a lighter. As we walked towards his apartment in Mt. Vernon, he lit the strange cigarette inhaling deeply before holding it and exhaling. “Here have, a toke, its good-stuff, I don’t do ragweed,” he said smiling at me. “I don’t smoke cigarettes,” I said starting to hand it back to him, which prompted a laugh. “Baby, it’s not a cigarette,” leaning in he whispered, “It’s WEED,” he continued wrapping his arm around my sweaty, shirtless frame. “I don’t, well I’ve never smoked pot before,” I admitted to the handsome blond leading me to his apartment. “Oh baby, I’ve got so much to show and teach you,” he smiled using the one hand wrapped around me to pinch my nipple. “Go on babe, just inhale and try to hold it in your lungs as long as you can, it’s okay if you cough,” he informed me putting the joint to my lips. I inhaled my first toke of weed ever on St. Paul street in full view of anyone who wanted to see, but in the early still dark dawn hours there was no one about to see. I coughed like all first timers, but my new friend pulled out a small rectangular green bottle from his back pocket, and had me take another shot of something called Jägermeister, before taking several more hits as we reached a tight alley way between a row of townhouses. He guided me down the dark alley to a basement entrance. First unlocking the outer gate and then door, before pushing me in and down a couple steps to a small living room and kitchen area. A small torch lamp dimly lit the room. On the coffee table, there was a large glass bong and a tray of more weed, along with a long glass pipe with a small bowl and a large bubble behind it and a long-curved stem. “Have a seat and get comfortable, while I grab us a couple of Gatorades,” he said pulling off his tee shirt and tossing it on a chair across the room, and kicking off his shoes. I sat down on the couch and tried to focus on what was going on. I had never been this fucked up in my life and I was enjoying it. My host returned holding a couple of open bottles of Gatorade with the rest of his clothes tossed over his arm. He set the bottles down before tossing all his clothes on the chair with his shirt. “I said you should make yourself comfortable he said handing me my drink. I couldn’t take my eyes off his thick, uncut, hard, dripping eight-plus inch cock hanging right in front of me from his shaved crotch. He definitely would be the biggest I had ever taken. Next thing I knew he had dropped down to his knees between my legs and was unzipping my jeans. “up,” was all he said pulling first my jeans along with my underwear and socks off. He gathered up my clothes and shoes tossing them over with his clothes. “You won’t be needing those for a while,” he smirked at me. “Very nice,” he said sitting down and grabbing the long-curved pipe. He opened a small box and selected a small white rock. “Watch how it’s done,” he smiled at me. I watched as he passed the heavy lighter slowly back and forth until the small bulb began to fill with thick white smoke. He inhaled deeply, holding it for what seemed like ages before exhaling. He turned to me and began to build up more smoke in the chamber, before telling me to start inhaling until he either told me to stop or I couldn’t take anymore. I cleared the chamber twice before he set the pipe down and handed me a blue-diamond shaped pill followed by a green smiley-faced one. I didn’t even think to ask what they were until I swallowed them. “Those are fuck vitamins,” he chuckled, refilling the pipe, then handing it to me. “This is fuck smoke,” he smiled at me, before keeping me smoking it until the white rock was gone. I never felt more alive and energized, and horny. I stared openly at his magnificent, leaking uncut cock. “See it’s already working,” he chuckled, using a thumb to force down his cock. “Suck it, baby, I know you want to, so give it some love,” he said reaching out and pulling me down between his spread legs. “Show me how much you want my stinger up your sweet boy cunt, Then, maybe I’ll give you what you need,” he grinned, grabbing a handful of my hair, and pulling me to his waiting cock. I’d never been dominated or controlled in my short sex life, and I’d never been more turned on than I could have ever imagined. Anything he wanted me to do I would hasten to obey, wanting his approval and his cock. I stuck out my tongue and began to worship his dripping cock. Slowly licking and slurping the large plum-like gland that was beginning to stick out from its hood. I used my tongue all over and under his cock trying to show him how much I wanted his cock. After a while he grabbed my hair yanking hard enough to force me to open my mouth, at which point he shoved his dick in my mouth. “Now suck it properly,” he said beginning to face fuck me, forcing more and more of his cock in my throat. In no time, he was trying to force it down my throat. “Just breath through your nose and just relax your throat babe, you’re making me feel really good, and soon I’ll be ready to make you feel even better with my fuck-stick,” he grinned at me as I looked up at him. I started to pull off to say something when I noticed he was filming me with his smartphone. “Don’t worry babe, it’s all good, everyone isn’t gonna see you being a proper lil’ slut boy, just me and maybe a couple of friends,” he chuckled forcing his cock all the way down my throat to his musky, sweaty, shaved crotch. “Show my nuts some lov’n babe,” he commanded me yanking me by my hair off his cock and down on his shaved, smooth balls. I did, as commanded, I showed those cum-filled balls all the love I had shown his cock, and he loved it, sliding down on the coach so to expose his hole to me. All he did was point with his chin and I began to work my way down to his hole. I’ve enjoyed getting rimmed, but I never really cared to perform it, but here I now was doing it because I was told to and I couldn’t get enough of his hole. The sweaty, musky, manly odor drove me insane. By the sounds he was making I was doing a wonderful job, which made me proud I could please him like that with my mouth. “Break time babe,” he panted at me, yanking my head out of his ass. “Yeah, you like that don’t you baby?” He asked me, I licked my lips and nodded yes. “Fuck smoke break, babe,” he smiled at me. “Yeah, you’re just a lil’ chem, fuck boy, cumslut aren’t you babe.” Again, without thinking nodded yes, he had me and knew it. “Is this your first time being a lil’ chem piggy?” I didn’t know what to say, but yes. I had never felt this good or had this much fun during sex. “Oh sweetie, you’re going to have the best time today,” he smiled at me handing the glass pipe again and big lighter. “Blow some clouds babe, you need to get nice and tweaked for our play time.” In the meantime, he got up and went over to his laptop and fooled around with it before turning on his TV. Suddenly porn began playing on the TV from the laptop. “I thought you might like something to get you into the mood,” he chuckled taking the pipe from me and taking a big hit, before returning it to me. I was really flying by this time, and hornier than I have been in my life. There was a growing itch in my hole, and the amateur porn we were now watching wasn’t helping things. Some twink, who looked barely eighteen, was taking a pounding like a well-practiced whore in someone’s bedroom. “Time babe to get you ready for a ride,” he smirked at me, twisting me around so he had access to my ass, while I could keep watching the porn playing on his TV. I dropped my head to the couch cushion and started to moan, as his talented tongue first began licking and then began probing my insides making me moan. One or two of the guys I’d been with previously had rimmed me, but nothing like this. He certainly knew what he was doing and I had no complaints. Before I knew it, he had switched from rimming me to fingering my hole. The warming lube he used to finger me seemed a little warmer than I was used to, because it burned at first, before morphing into the most incredible pleasure. I can’t remember when I ever felt that desperate to get fucked before, but between my moaning I began to beg for his cock. “One more thing I need to do to prime your lil’ boy puss before we get started,” he chuckled. Next thing I felt was a rough, small object pushed in my ass and a burning sensation. “SHIT THAT HURTS,” I gasped, feeling him rub it all around my colon. A brief time later, the pain began to morph as the warming lube had done before, leaving me with an itch, which became a desire, which became a need. I soon found myself pushing back to get more of his finger, no fingers inside me. I moaned and begged for more. “Yeah babe, you’ve got a nice hungry cunt now,” he chuckled smacking my ass hard, which caused me to moan. “Yeah babe, you want it, now don’t you?” He asked as he scooted up on the couch closer to my ass and began to tease me with his large dripping gland. He would push slightly against it, just hard enough to make me push back against it in an attempt to get him to fuck me. I wanted his dick in the worse way. “Please fuck me, I NEED IT!” I begged him, as I began to lose my mind, needing his dick in the worse way. “You sure you want it?” he asked teasingly, knowing I was his to do as he wanted. “YES! PLEASE! OH GOD! PLEASE FUCK ME!” I begged this man, who I realized I had never even gotten his name, to fuck me. I didn’t care what his name even was, so long as he fucked me with his beautiful cock. He slid two fingers back into my hungry hole, as he leaned down to my ear and whispered, “I’m going to fuck you so good.” He continued teasing my ear, and leaving me panting with need and lust, “Then I’m going to pump my first load in a week, inside your hot pussy and breed you like the bitch you are,” he said tweaking me sensitive, hard nipples, making me buck back against him. “But…but…I…only…use…rubbers, I’m…clean,” I panted as he continued revving me up beyond anything I been before in my life. “Not anymore,” he chuckled, thrusting forward hard, impaling me on half his raw cock. I had barely begun to process what he said to me when, he pulled out to the ridge of his gland, before thrusting forward and burying his cock completely in my ass. “OH GOD!” I moaned in pleasure, having never experienced anything like what was now happening to me. His cock seemed to slide effortlessly in and out of me as he began to long dick me from the start. Fucking had never felt like this with rubbers. “See babe, I knew you would like it raw,” he chuckled pulling completely out before slapping my ass cheeks hard, and then slamming all the way back in and then repeated his action several more times. I couldn’t form any words, drool flowed from my mouth as he pounded me like a porn star slut. All that mattered to me was he continued to fuck me. My mind knew I wasn’t having safe sex, but I couldn’t care, this felt better than anything I had ever felt before. I now understood why the lax player had been pissed at me. I could feel every inch and bump and vein on his cock and it was amazing. “Yeah slut, you like it raw, now don’t you?” All I could do was nod, only grunts and moans were all I could make. Suddenly he pulled completely out, before grabbing my legs and flipping me on my back. I looked up into his grinning face, and whimpered in need to have his cock inside me again. Pushing my legs back towards my ears, he mounted me again causing me to moan as I resumed my place as his fuck toy. “Shit babe, I love turning you college boys into sluts for raw cock and cum,” he smirked, as sweat glistened on both of us. I loved the feeling and sounds of his shaved balls slapping against my hairless ass. He leaned down and bit first one then the other of my hard nipples, driving me to even greater heights of lust and pleasure. “FU…CK…ME…YE…S…HAR…D…ER!” I managed to finally force out of my throat. He began to thrash fuck me, pulling completely out before slamming balls deep back inside me. “TAKE…MY…DIRTY…SEED!” He panted repeatedly rabbit fucking me. “SHIT! YES!!! TAKE…IT…ALL!!!!” He shouted as I felt him swell, and begin to pulse, as he ground against me. I could feel each and every shot of his jizz, coat my insides. “You’re…mine…forever,” he panted leaning down to kiss me for the first time. “Not bad, for round one,” he chuckled pulling out of me with a wet pop. I lay on the couch panting hard, as I felt some of his semen began to leak out of me. I had not yet climaxed, but precum from my dick coated my stomach and chest. I couldn’t help but grin at the man who had just bred me for the first time in my life. “You look so fuck’n hot babe,” he smirked at me. “Nothing hotter than a sexy fucking twink freshly bred and waiting to be bred again and again,” he smiled at me taking a couple of pictures with his smartphone. Note- I hope you like this new story, I kind of lost my motivation for first story on here.

Be advised that my stories often involve some element on nonconsensual sex by some of my characters. Regardless, my stories are 100% fiction/fantasy only. Any resemblance to persons or places are merely coincidental. How to Get Your Poz Cock into Lyle Cranston's Speedos A few year’s back, I was the janitor at the local high school in a school district where the only sex education the kids got was for abstinence. Well, this left the entire student body vulnerable to their own imaginations, learning whatever they could about sex from actual experience, or by doing some reading on the Internet or at the public library like I used to. The rate of pregnancies were up, and STD rates, too. Anyway, this lack of sex education made these students susceptible to perverts like me. One senior I was able to corrupt, Lyle, was the number one swimmer in the county. He was 18, had a compact and muscular body at 5’6”, blonde, chlorine-bleached hair, blue eyes, and an ass that filled out his light blue Speedos to perfection. All season, I’d catch him practicing at the pool in the early morning. Sometimes he’d linger in the locker room and shower area while I cleaned in there. He would do things for me, like acting as if he were checking his phone while bending over in his tight-fitting swimsuit. Did he know that he was getting my poz cock rock hard when he did that? So many times I’ve wanted to take my finger and press it against that stretched out blue lycra material; to press in, making a guess of where that boy’s hole was; feeling it, to hear him gasp or moan when I hit my mark. This show (offering?) went on all season. Instead of raping him right then and there, I’d ask him about things. How is school going? Are you going to prom? Stuff that allowed me to find out more about the kid. I found out that he was accepted at state university and will be living in the dorms in the fall. He got a swimming scholarship, too. He said that he and his girlfriend broke up in March, so he might go to prom stag, or not at all. He said that since he was leaving soon, it didn’t make sense to have a girlfriend here anyway. His parents were well-respected in town as ministers at one of the many churches here. I offered to answer any questions he had about sex if he wouldn’t tell anyone about it. He nodded, told me he was abstaining, but he had lots of questions. After that, he showed up at my janitor’s closet, always in his blue Speedo with questions for me. I’d close the door and he’d sit in my chair while he listed off questions about masterbation and was porn really evil. He never asked about condoms or STDs, but he did want to know how babies were made. I showed him diagrams and explained what sperm was and how it fertilizes the egg in a female, and so on. As he sat there with his legs spread, I was given full view of his taint and package just hidden beneath the blue lycra fabric of his Speedo. My perverted mind wanted more of this teen. I knew there had to be men online who would want to distract Lyle with poppers and a blowjob while I pressed my precum-dripping, cut cock head into the boy’s tight cherry hole. On the last week of school, I knew I had to get into that boy’s Speedos any way I could. And I enlisted the help of another barebacker I found online. His user name was Poz9In and he said he had ways of making sure I could get my raw cock inside a virgin’s butt, especially into a naive, under-sex educated Wildcat jock like Lyle. We arranged a time, graduation day. He agreed to the plan to help me stealth breed Lyle with a poz load. I told Lyle to meet me at my closet right after his morning swim, a good half hour before class. ________________ Poz9In was maybe around mid-50s, dark cropped hair and brown eyes. He arrived just before 7:30 a.m. He wore a track suit and his schlong was huge and evident down his right leg. With a scarred and stubbled face, he looked rough. He was not the hottest looking man. But I was immensely turned on from the contrast between the vision of a toughened older, experienced poz man making use of the body of a gorgeous, athletic teen. Lyle knocked on my closet door and I let him in. He was still wet from his swim. “Hi, Mr. Daines,” he said. “Hey Lyle. This is my friend, Dale, here. He wanted to meet the star swimming athlete for the Wildcats,” I stammered giving my Internet contact a fake name. I was a little nervous, but I was determined to fuck Lyle this morning. “Hey, Dale. Nice to meet you.” Lyle held his hand out in the cramped janitor’s closet and Poz9In took it and pulled Lyle to him. He used his other hand to grab Lyle’s cock and balls through the teen’s wet Speedo. Lyle barely had time to react when I got behind Lyle and pressed by uniformed bulge against his blue Speedoed bubble butt. “Hey! That’s my personal…” Lyle made a nervous swallow. “Yeah boy? Would you like to give your personal spot over to us men, or would you rather we take it?” Poz9In asked while the two of us, men older than his father, continued manhandling Lyle into submission. “I never…” Lyle stopped what he was saying and relented to Poz9In by closing his eyes and dropping his hands to his side. Poz9In worked Lyle’s dick to an erection while I took aim at my prized target: Lyle’s hole. “That’s it, kid. We’ll take good care of you, just relax,” Poz9In said. Now with Lyle’s submission, I finally got to press my finger in and feel for the boy’s hole. He let out a breath when I began rubbing it roughly through the smooth material. Fresh from the pool. Poz9in opened a new bottle of poppers and told the kid to breath in and hold his breath. Lyle did as he was instructed. I continued probing the covered hole while with my other hand, I reached around his waist. Poz9In moved my hand over to so I Lyle’s cock incased in the smooth, still damp lycra. He smelled deliciously of chlorine. “Good boy. Take another hit just like the first,” I heard Poz9In say. “Fuck yeah. You’re a hot one.” “I’ve been wanting this ass for four months!” I exclaimed. “Let’s do what we planned, but I want to keep these Speedos on him.” “Aahh, fuuuck!” Lyle was flying. “Nice! That’s a deal, mister,” Poz9In replied to me. “Let’s knock up this cute pollywog.” With that, Poz9in bent down and went to work sucking Lyle’s cock through the Speedos. A few moments later, he pushed the front of the swimsuit down. Then I saw Poz9In dive in and suck on the virgin’s swimmer’s exposed dick. “Aaah!” Lyle moaned in pleasure. With Poz9In’s help, I bent Lyle forward and spread his legs. Poz9In kept sucking Lyle’s dick like the pro he was, doing his damnedest to coax sweet semen out from a neg horny teen. I unzipped my pants and pushed them down to release my leaking cock. With my hard cock in hand, I rubbed the head of it on Lyle’s bubble butt. I relished the sight of his light blue swimsuit soiled with smudges of my precum. Poz9In gave Lyle more poppers as I pulled down the back of the Speedos to expose the tightest, pinkest hole I’ve ever seen. “Do it. Bareback that neg hole, man. He fucking wants it,” Poz9In encouraged. Realizing that Lyle doesn’t know what neg hole means, I stared at the pink hole in front of me and greased up my cock with lube and listened as Poz9In spoke. “This is the hottest piece of ass. Take it. Take that fine young, firm ass.” With that, I stood up and lined my drooling poz cock against Lyle’s hole. Hotter still, I could feel the kid’s ever-taunting blue Speedo tickling under my cock. I pumped some precum onto the ring of pink his hole and heard Lyle gasp as I pressed in. Lyle yelled as my cock head popped into him, and Poz9In used his hands to spread Lyle’s ass open for me. I fucked in more. As I did, I leaked more precum into Lyle as I thought about pozzing up a virgin, seeing him graduate tonight with my toxic load inside him, sending him off to college with HIV. Then, hopefully, more men will get to use this young butt. I was all the way in when Poz9In gave Lyle more poppers, about 6 full hits. “Breed that neg butt or I will!” I started to fuck Lyle’s hole, in and out. It got easier with my precum lubing the walls of his rectum. I wasn’t going to last long, though. Fucking Lyle full of my poz cum was a dream coming true. I started pistoning the tight swimmer’s hole imagining how my shaft must look penetrating that pink ring. His hole gripped my cock. I was urgent to impregnate my Lyle, star Wildcat swimmer. It was my absolute goal now was to poz Lyle up. “Fuck! I’m coming.” “Fucking do it! Fucking sperm up that clean hole.” Poz9In coached. “Aaaaagh!” I felt my shaft pulse and my cock slit open as hot poz sperm coated the walls of Lyle’s unprotected rectum. I was still shooting loads into Lyle’s hole when I started fucking him hard again. “Fuck!” Lyle yelled. “Fuuuuuck! Ah, I’m coming.” Poz9In went back to sucking Lyle’s dick. “Yeah, Lyle. Feed the nice man your load while I hammer mine into your butt” I said. Lyle didn’t say anything but convulsed as he orgasmed. I held him steady so that Poz9in could have what his profile said was his favorite part of sex: the taste of sweet, young neg sperm. “Fuckin’ A!” Poz9In said with his mouth full of hard teen dick and fresh sperm. When Lyle finished cumming, I put the poppers bottle under his nose again. Lyle took the hits as ordered. When Lyle was completely flying, I put the bottle down. With my eyes I looked down to Poz9In and I invited him to bareback this amazing hole. He stood up, stepped around Lyle, and started jacking his massive cock and told me to move out of the way. He got behind Lyle, who was still recovering from cumming, and he rubbed his big mushroom head against the boy’s now reddened entrance. He looked over and got the petroleum jelly and jacked his cock some more with it until it shined under the fluorescent lighting of the janitor’s closet. As Poz9In lodged his enormous highly experienced HVL poz cock into the teen’s no-longer-virgin hole, we heard Lyle say, “Ah! Fuck!” I watched as Poz9In pushed all the way into Lyle; his silver cock ring embedding red marks into the teen’s butt cheeks. Then he fucked Lyle’s ass hard. He clamped his large hand over Lyle’s mouth to keep him quiet while he fucked him so hard that they had to keep repositioning themselves around the closet. Amazingly, Lyle’s blue Speedos remained in place, pulled down just far enough to give us men access to his now fully fuckable butthole. At times I was able to get up close and I watched as Poz9In’s cock pulled out, his shaft covered in lube and poz sperm, and pushed all the way back into the boy’s hole, stretching out that beautiful pink ring, no longer hidden away from me behind light blue lycra. I started jacking off watching them. When Poz9In saw me, he repositioned Lyle again in front of me. Still lodged in Lyle’s ass, Poz9In pushed his head down and ordered him to suck my cock. Lyle eagerly sucked me until I was so turned on, I gripped onto his blonde hair started face-fucking the teen. An amazing perv achievement: Poz9In and I were fucking Lyle Cranston: The star swimmer for the Wildcats swim team and minister’s son was now taking raw poz cock at both ends in a janitor's closet. I unloaded in Lyle’s mouth with a sharp explosion and watched him swallow my load. At the same time, Poz9In announced that he was “knocking up the twink! Fuuuuuck! That’s right. Let us charge that hole, son! Take it deep in there.” He continued convulsing and cussing as more of his jizz flowed into naive Lyle’s neg hole. When he finished, he tussled Lyle’s now dry hair as he lewdly complimented the kid, and pulled out. Poz9In pulled up his track pants, nodded at me and left. Lyle was half in a daze as he pulled up his trunks and said that he had to get to class. “Thanks, Mr. Daines.” He left the janitor’s closet quickly with a towel around his waist. "Congrats! Have a good time tonight!" I called out. Good kid. Come fall, though, college physicals could reveal a surprise for young Lyle, and just before his first-ever actual sex education class.

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Prologue PrEP has been universally acknowledged as a success in preventing the spread of HIV in the western world. New cases of infection are rarely being seen in developed countries. PrEP soon becomes available in developing countries with an end cause of eradicating HIV. Those living with HIV are living longer and stigma is less of an issue. Science marvels at it's achievement. Earth's population continues to increase and resources are finite. However the gay community is sceptical of this "cure", people are starting to disappear without a trace and no investigations are being undertaken... 2021 He stalks his prey like a lion. Standing in the shadows of the alley he can see the twinks delicate features. Blond, slender, a package that is barely contained in his skintight jeans looks ridiculous when attached to his frame, his rump perfectly curved and inviting. Another hunt is happening at the same time, the twink knows a musclebound stud is fucking him with his eyes. Through peripheral vision he knows the stud is what he needs. The twink bends down to tie his shoe laces, a perfect excuse to reveal the inch crack between his jeans and t-shirt. The glimmer of the peach fuzz twink butt is enough to let the stud know that the twink is up for it. He doesn't know what he's getting into... Harrison walks to his apartment slow enough that the twinky no name can follow him without issue and wonders whether this Hansel thought of leaving a trail of breadcrumbs... not that it would do him any good. Harrison had done this all before. For the good of the cause. He was one of the chosen, a breeder, a reaper, his weapon his cock, his cum it's bullets. His recruitment like all reapers wasn't planned but once the calling had come he knew he had to do his part. The recruitment came naturally... bottom turns to top, twink turns to muscle, prey becomes hunter and another death dealer rises from the ashes. All this passed through Harrison's head as his kitty behind him continued to follow this ball of yarn. At the door Harrison turned to the twink, "I don't wear rubbers, I don't pull out, I am in charge, these are the rules, if you don't like it fuck off and stop wasting my time". "I agree" "My name is..." responded the doe eyed twink only to be interrupted by the lion, "I don't give a fuck what your name is, get in". The twink was shocked but the tone of the stud made his cock twitch so he followed the stranger into the apartment. A light switch is flicked and a bed comes into focus for the twink. On the bed is a latex sheet, the wooden headboard has notches carved into it. The twink can see groupings of 4 lines with 1 long line through the centre covering the entire headboard. "Can I have a drink please sir?" said the twink in a docile pleading manner. Harrison grabbed the slut by the bleached hair and dragged him into the bathroom. The twink is thrown into the shower. "Sure" says Harrison as he unzips his jeans and hauls out his 6inch soft weapon. Golden nectar pours all over the startled twinky slut. It wasn't what he was expecting but he likes being used and marked like a piece of property. He gobbles up the liquid for the first time in his sex life and grimaces but continues to try to impress the stud not knowing the stud feels nothing but contempt for this play thing. The flow subsides. "Have a shower, clean your cunt and I'll be waiting on the alter" says Harrison, "Alter?" confused twink, "Now! Faggot!" screams the stud. The twink is having the time of his life, he's always dreamed about this scenario but all the dom tops he's talked to on Grindr all talk a good game but when push comes to shove become gentlemen. He hurriedly cleans everywhere and dries himself. He opens the bathroom door and finds the stud laying on the latex sheets, his cock now 9 inches and a wrist thickness. It frightens him, he doesn't know if he can handle it... but he will try. (What do people think so far? Should I continue? The basic idea is the thought of the virus turning most to ash moments after you take the toxic load or you survive and have a natural immunity. Those who have the immunity are then mentored into the way of thinking of culling the population with their deadly weapons due to over population. The virus literally turns those they fuck into ashes that they then flush down the toilet. They then burn the clothes/wallets etc of their fucks and flush the ashes too... it's quite morbid but yeah. The other thing would be Harrison fucking someone whose immune and recruiting them to the reapers)

You don’t think castrating someone and physically removing parts of their actual manhood due to verbal bullying is ridiculous to ask for warning. I realize there’s a certain level of fantasy to this site, but that was beyond the point of normal revenge. People have committed suicide for less invasiveness. I have had many people verbally abuse me (a group of guys kept calling my friend and I “faggots” while we were walking from his apartment building to his pool, which is not a far distance, but felt like a long walk from our perspective) and yet I’m not actually wanting to chase them down and remove their literal balls. I realize that, even then, fantasy is hardly helpful to the situation at large. I actually struggle with reading things on here that OFTEN skirt the line with consent, to the point that I wonder if most people on this site advocate rape (and murder) to other men (gay or straight) to some respect. I also realize that (I hope) some of these stories are probably psychologically helpful in getting through things that are obviously hard to speak about in normal contexts. Yet I have accidentally read enough rape/death fiction on here that is quite detailed and honestly freaks me out. I might add these stories I stumble into haven’t been marked well. I was just asking for a storyline I don’t appreciate (though haven’t explicitly said is wrong to write or read about entirely) is simply pointed out so I might skip that chapter. It’s too real. It breaks my willing suspension of disbelief. I don’t think asking for a simple disclaimer is really that rude.

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So I am in my childhood hometown for family issues and I found out one of my very distant cousins had bought the house next to my mothers. I hadn’t seen him in years so I go over to say hey. He’s 5 years older than me and has turned into a big intimidating bear type. Just the thing that makes me weak in the knees. He’s a good 6” talker and built big and string. He gives me a great big hug and invites me in to show me the place and what’s he’s doing. As were walking around we both talk about what’s been going on. He’s divorcing his wife aged cut him off for almost a year and other issues. I tell him how my ex husband is leaving me and how I was forced into the top role until we just stopped having sex. We step into one room with the windows all covered and he shows me the closet and then asks if I would do him a favor. I said you anything he needed. He gets a big grin and starts unzipping his pants and says he needs his dick sucked. I say nothing and drop to my knees. Shocked but turned on as fuck. I see he’s uncut and has 7” roughly of one of thickest cocks I’ve seen. I tongue his foreskin and then start worshipping his cock. He drops his pants and reveals a big set of bull balls. I rub his bakls and suck his cock fir my life. He’s moaning saying what a good faggot I am and in no time is grabbing my head and face fuckibg me. In less than five minutes his balls pull up and he’s grunting loud as fuck telling me to swallow his huge load. He thanks me and we continue the tour. And he told me to come back over the next night. So I go over knock on the door and he Hillary’s it’s open and I walk him to see him sitting in his underwear playing on his xbox. He tells me to grab the other chair that doesn’t have a back and grab a seat. I had grabbed a shower and rinsed in hopes of getting more than sucking him. He says something in his headset and takes it off stands up drops his underwear and sits back down. I needed no explanation and start sucking him again. But after a bit his hand is in my shorts rubbing on my hole. I’m moaning on his cock and he’s spitting on his hand I yank my shorts down and he’s finger fuckibg me. He pushes me off of him then has me layover the chair. I had brought lube and poppers and handed him the lube. He roared laughing about being prepared. I said I was just hoping. He said something about returning the favor. I started hitting the poppers cause I knew I’d need them and that he wasn’t going to be gentle. He lines up and slowly just steadily pushes in. His cock has me stretched out and he’s telling me how good and tight my pussy is and just starts fuckibg me. Good solid long steady strokes steady pounding and hitting my spots. In no time I cumming just from him fuckibg me and he starts telling me what a fag I was fir cumming from him fucking me abd starts pounding me harder. He’s calling me a dirty slut and a fag and that he’s gonna give me his load. By the time he’s cumming he’s pounding me hard as he can. And finally slams all the way in telling me to take his losd He just pulls out and gets in his chair and I naturally suck his cock clean. About 10 min later he’s ramming into me again. This time he fucjed ne fiir 30 min befire she shoots another huge loss into me.

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This is life like it's meant to be lived - totally depraved bareback fucking and gift giving - every line gets me hard

I met this guy on Grindr, we meet a cheap motel yesterday. Motel sex is fucking hot His pics showed he had a big dick but man he was beer can size thick. Usual foreplay, he sucked my dick and swallowed my cum. I sucked him off and ate his ass for about 30 minutes. He finally said climb on. I asked him when we met on Grindr if he barebacked or played safe, he said mostly safe. So i brought condoms just in case. Was so hot when i climbed on to his raw dick. He took another 30 minutes or so to cum. Was so fucking hot

Last night I had a married couple hit me up on Grindr, one was a top daddy bear and his partner was a vers avg next door type. After chatting swapping pics ,(daddys cock looked amazing) they invited me over to their house, I typically like to only host but accepted considering they were married and seemed levelheaded. We exchanged numbers, I took a shower, got ready and headed their way. I pulled up to really nice house texted them I was here, got the "come to the door" text. Daddy bear greeted me at the door introduced himself and said his partner was upstairs in the bedroom waiting for us. He led me up the stairs and slapped my ass and said "Mmm fuck you're hot" on the way up. As soon as we got to the bedroom I saw his partner on the bed, then daddy bear spun me around and started making out with me, his partner came up behind me and slipped my basketball shorts off and started eating my ass, Daddy grabbed my head and had me start sucking on his nipples then mentioned we should get on the bed. He has me lay down on the bed on my stomach, he kneels by my side and I start in on his cock while his partner takes off my jockstrap, lubes up my ass and starts fucking me, he isnt that hung so I took it easily, I continue to worship daddy bears' beautiful 7.5in cut mushroom headed cock that I was dying to have inside me. His partner must have been a quick cummer because After three minutes of him nailing me he started grunting while really driving harder and deeper into me, Daddy bear cheered him on with "fuck yeah, give him that load" then he collapsed on my back, panting. He pulled out of me and I felt his hot cum dribble down my taint and balls. Daddy bear pulled my mouth off his cock and asked me if I wanted his load in my mouth or in my ass, I replied "please breed me sir" He chuckled as he got up and told me to get near the end of the bed, He started putting his finger my cumfilled hole, teasing me, then came the sensation of his smooth cockhead opening me up, his partner knelt to the side of me and they made out as he fucked me with long slow deep strokes, I really wanted it harder and faster so I could cum, but I know my role, I was simply there for their pleasure. His breathing starting getting labored and his grip tightened my hips until he yelled oh "fuck yeah" and bottomed out balls deep, I could feel his cock jumping up and down in my ass as he filled with cum. He kept thrusting in and out slowly till he pulled out, then suddenly to my surprise I felt his partner shooting his second load onto my back. I get off the bed and use one of the towels that was laid out to wipe off my back. Daddy bear asks me if I wanted to get off, I was rock hard. He kneels infront front of me and starts sucking me off while he reaches up and plays with one of my nipples. I start to getting close and tell him Im about to cum, which to my disappointment he pulls off and strokes me till I blow a big load all over his neck and chest. They asked me if I wanted to shower, I declined and said Ill just take one when I get home, but told them I had a great time and said Id love to do it again, They replied " we were hoping you would say that" On the drive back to my place I could feel their seed leaking out of me and soaking the back of my basketball shorts. I hope to get bred by them again soon !

I want to come up and be a raw slut whored out in a motel room.

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!!

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

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

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

I agree

Funny how the more pain you remember and the bigger it is, when you absolutely can’t fit it all in... ends up being the one you can’t stop thinking of or jacking off about.

Part 3; I held onto the sling chains, rattling as I quickly thrusted. I can usually fuck for a long while, and if close to cumming I can navigate my way to frequently holding out. I felt myself getting close, yet on this rare occasion I didn't desire to keep on going, so, I just let it happen, and with that I started to grunt as my weapon unleashed it's toxic material. I went and fetched the twinks pants, and got him some of my old lounge trackies, an old T-shirt and some thick socks. I dressed him, and took him into the main house. 'Right, let's sort you out sexy'. I took his temperature, ... 38.7c. I made him some plain toast with butter, and a Lemon/Honey drink with a few Paracetamol, just to take the edge off his Fever for at least a few hours. We were sat at the kitchen table, kicking back for a bit when his face started to have a strained look... 'Are you OK?' 'I just had an urge to fart Daddy, and now my pants feel wet' 'OK, get up and bend over the table, let me take a look' I pulled down my trackies he was wearing, and his pants. Sure enough, a big blob of my sperm was sitting in his underwear. 'Don't worry son, you've naughtily dropped some of Daddy's cum'. Bit by bit I scooped it up and fingered it back inside him. Hmmmm, I needed a way to make sure it didn't drop back out again. I went to the Garage and got the lube and 2 dildos, a small and a medium, and slowly pushed my cum deep into his cunt walls, whilst opening him up for more play. It was just gone 9.30pm when the door knocked. I'd seen the clock on the way to the Garage earlier, and remembered it was 9pm, so, I had be playing with his ASS since 'spunk drop' for around 30 Minutes or so. I suddenly realised who it was. It was Phil. Phil is a mate of mine, much like me, full blown and high viral load, and we occasionally play together. We're both Tops, but we seem to like recharging one another. I let him in. 'Phil, remember the neg twink I was telling you about, who I slammed the other day?' 'Yeah' 'He's here now, sero-converting, and bent over my kitchen table as I had to push back in my sperm which fell out' 'Let me see' ..... *He marched in* Fucking 'ell, HOT' Phil was a biker, and still in his full gear he pulled his Leather trousers and pants just below his hips, revealing his Dick that was already fully erect, showing off the piercings he had running down the entire length of underneath his shaft (Jacobs Ladder), and slammed in, no lube! The twink let out a high pitched 'OUCH' ...

My first black was at Steamworks in Chicago. He was a very masculine older black man I was about 27 and he was about 47. He ate my ass so good I couldn't wait to be f***** by him he really loved white ass and ever since then I have really loved black cock

I was just 16 when I started fucking bareback. It was my very first anal gay sex I did through a public toilet gloryhole. I have posted my real story about my first Anal BB fucking.... look it up.. it is a horny story.

Matt and I had coordinated our party invites so we would end up at least one of the parties together and Pete was about to go to his first survey party. The parties were still a couple weeks off when we sent Pete to the survey, Matt and I stayed up to await Pete’s return to the dorm room to see how he enjoyed himself. Pete wandered in around midnight, quite a bit earlier than we expected , to find Matt and me in a 69 position sucking on each other’s cock. He walked in with a big smile on his face and said he was home because he had already seeded 10 guys and had took 23 loads himself. We all laughed and as Pete climbed in bed with us we hugged him and cuddled him close to us. We were becoming more than roommates and fuck buddies - we were becoming a true threesome relationship. Later in the week I began feeling blah and Matt and Pete would bring food back from the commons for me and would pick up my homework assignments from my instructors. A few days later Matt became ill as well and Pete took on the task of playing nurse to both of us. It was getting close to the first call back survey party and I was beginning to worry I would not be well enough to go when I started feeling better. Matt was still sick as a dog and couldn’t keep anything down for long, and was beginning to lose some serious weight. As the day quickly approached I considered not going If Matt could not go as well. Just as Matt began feeling better Pete started coming down with the same symptoms and I had to nurse him back to health. The date for the first party was finally here and although Matt and I both still had occasional stomach cramps and sniffles we decided to go anyway just to relieve our blue balls from not having any sexual activity during our convalescence. It had been almost two weeks since I last jacked off or had any sex and I was starting to have wet dreams - which I hadn’t experienced since I was 14 when discovered the joys of jerking-off - several times a day, if need be. We got to the warehouse and went to the secondary entrance as instructed. The door entered into a shorter hallway and then into a larger room after the check-in window, I was again checked in by a handsome co-ed who handed me a familiar envelope and a short questionnaire of which he instructed me to fill out at one of the seats in the waiting area. I took my envelope and proceeded to a student type desk which were scattered around the room with adequate distance to provide privacy. Matt did the same after receiving his package. I opened the envelope and there were the bands like last time and a scantron in which to enter my answers I opened the questionnaire and read the Instructions: Thank you for your participation. This is your return visit to our surveying process. Please answer the following questions after entering your unique ID in the name space. Also please enter today's date for comparative purposes. Thank you 1.) How many return visits have you made since your initial survey a. 1 b. 2-5 c. 6-10 d. 10+ 2.) How many sexual partners have you had since you last visit a. None b. 1-5 c. 6-10 d. 10-20 e. More than 20 3.) Since your initial visit have you had any health problems a. No b. Yes 4.) Have you had any flu like symptoms a. No b. Yes 5.) Have you seen a doctor a. No b. Yes 6.) Are you currently healthy a. No b. Yes The health questions kind of took me off guard but I figured it in line with the kind of activities we had been engaging in. I took my completed survey back to the window and the attendant buzzed me in to a door which leads directly to the locker room. Matt joined me shortly after and he stripped and wrapped the towel around his neck. He was already rock hard and was advertising his wares. I laughed at the sight and planted a wet sloppy kiss on his full lips. I was also on the verge of a raging hard on so did the same as we walked out into the juice bar then into the maze behind. It didn’t take too long to find a willing recipient for my first load of the evening, a hot 30 something nerdy guy. As he seemed to be drooling at each guy who passed-by, I assumed he hadn’t had much cock in ages. I brushed his chest and slid my hand down to his crotch to find a nice thick slab of meat hanging there. I kissed him passionately as he slid his hand over my massive boner. He sank to his knees and took my hard member between his lips and began suckling my penis, making it wet and slimy. At the same time I fingered his ass - which I might note appeared to be dry. As I worked my fingers into his hole he suddenly turned around and implanted my now wet and slimy cock into his man hole and started bucking back and forth on my throbbing phallus. I took over and began fucking this starved soul and as I hadn’t cum in a while, shot my load deep in his guts. As the cum began leaking past my cock I knew I had filled him up and lubricated his hole for the next cock to make a deposit. Moving on, I ran into Matt and Toby, the 18 year old twink boy who had hosted the party a few weeks earlier. Several times at the earlier party Toby and Matt had managed to both take and give several loads of seed. On this occasion we all ended up full and in the steam room where it seemed like everyone was dripping cum from his ass, consequently the floor was slick and raunchy. As many of the inhibitions floated away and piss began to flow over many of the bodies, we all started a piss-fuck-frenzy to rival the nastiest of pig parties. I wasn’t sure if I had more cum up my ass or if someone had given me a piss enema there in the steam room, but I was covered in cum and piss. Suddenly the lights came on and the cleaning crew arrived to hose down the room. We exited the steam room and ended up having a orgy in the showers as multiple guys then used my hole as a cumdump. I had run out of bands and had almost 50 bands on my ankles - a new record for me. I found Matt and he was a mess so I lead him back to the showers and washed him off as another couple of guys fucked us some more under the running waters. We went back to the locker room and got dressed. It was 4:00 o’clock in the morning, as, fully sated, we drove back to the residence halls. To be continued- more visits